#and phoenix would be like “wow. hes so pretty”

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Tom Blyth and YN Take a Couples Quiz | GQ - actress!yn

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MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

read my actress!yn x tom insta blurb here <3

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"Hi I'm YN" 

"And I'm Tom"

"And today we're doing..." you looked at Tom so you could say the following part of your introduction together, "The GQ Couple Quiz!"

"Are you nervous?" you said as you looked at him, noticing his hands fidgeting on his lap.

"I'm alright, I'm pretty confident I'm a great boyfriend and I'll know all the answers." he gave the camera his million dollar smile and you couldn't help but show a smile of your own.

"Okay, first question," you looked at the card in your hands, "What is the name of my first movie?

"That one's pretty easy," he shrugged before continuing, "Spider-man Homecoming."

"That's correct," you flipped the card to read the next question, "What city did I grow up in?

Tom stayed quiet for few seconds, looking nervously at the camera and making you laugh. 

"Already? Really?" you looked at him in disbelief, "I thought you were a great boyfriend!"

"I am! This is a tricky one!" Tom moved his hands around and you covered your mouth with the card to hide your laugh "Okay, you were born in California, but you actually grew up in Phoenix."

"Correct! See! You knew it," you grabbed the card with the next question, "What would my job be if I weren't an actress?"

"Detective," Tom quickly said, "100% detective."

"Oh! That was fast," Tom shrugged before you continued, "Okay bonus, what kind of detective?" you looked at him with a raise eyebrow.

"Homicide," he replied quickly again, "All of those true crime podcasts prove it."

"Well yeah, that's true," you smiled as you read out the following question,  "Where was our first date?"

"It was at your house," Tom smiled as he remembered the moment, "And it was playing Clue, and I had to pretend to enjoy that game for you, and it was totally worth it."

"How sweet of you," you smiled at him before continuing, "Oh boy, you have to be specific for this one," Tom raised his eyebrows and waited for you to give him the question, "What is my night routine?"

"So, she puts on this little pink robe," he explained directly to the camera, "And then she puts her hair on one of these stretchy bandanna things so her hair is out of her face," you smiled at him, indicating that he was answering correctly, "Then she washes her face with this like foamy cleanse thing, then she puts on all her creams, and then when she's walking to the bed she turns on the heat, which is probably the only thing that we fight about," you both let out a laugh as he continued, "And then she gets in, she goes by her cupboard and she puts on these really fluffy and ridiculously warm socks and also my really baggy tracksuit bottoms but she rolls 'em and she puts one of my t-shirts 'cause she likes the smell of my aftershave," he smirked and you blushed for a second, "Then she gets in bed and she asks me to put one of these big fluffy, white blankets in the dryer so It's warm, then I tuck her in and put the other blanket on her  and that's it."

"Okay wow, you killed that one," you smiled at him, "You did really well."

The next questions were pretty easy for Tom's liking, getting right your astrological sing, celebrity crush, favorite ice cream flavor and the year you won your first Emmy. He ended up getting 23 points.

Now, it was your turn to answer questions about him.

"You feel ready, love?" he said giving you a smirk and you only nodded motioning him to read the first question, "Okay good luck, how old was I when I got my first role?"

"You were fifteen and already getting cast by Ridley Scott ." you answered confidently and sent a wink his way.

"Neat. What was the name of the high school I graduated from?"

"Was it North Hilld?" at this, Tom raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "Shit! It was Hills something, right?"

"You really don't know the name, love? This is making you look bad!" you covered your face in embarrassment, even tho you knew he was joking, "The correct answer is Arnold Hills."

"Ohhh that's right, give me the next one I'll do better."

"Okay, okay," he looked down at the card with the next question,  "Who's my celebrity crush?"

"Also easy, Jennifer Aniston," you smiled looking at the camera, “You had a poster of her hidden in your closet and all.”

"Nope, you're wrong," you raised your eyebrow at him, pretty sure you were right about your answer, "You're my celebrity crush, love."

"Tom! That was so bad!" you both laughed and he winked to the camera, "This is a serious game."

"Okay, okay, you got that one right," you rolled your eyes with affection as he read your next question, "The next questions are going to be a single sentence answer so I need you to do it as fast as you can, okay?"

"I'm ready, let's do it" 

"My go-to Karaoke song?

"Senorita by Justin Timberlake."

"What is my coffee order?"

"Oat milk latte."

"What is my biggest pet peeve?"

"Loud chewers."

"What's my hidden talent?"

"Whistling, like, melodically whistling if that makes sense."

"Okayy, those are all correct," he put the cards on the small coffee table between you, "We make a pretty good team, don´t you think?"

"We do, but I'm pretty sure I won." you shrugged and Tom laughed as you both turned to the camera to say your goodbyes.

"Thank you so much for watching. I personally think I won but we'll see."

"Thank you GQ!" you waved you hand and the camera stopped rolling shortly after.

The video ended up being one of the most watched on GQ's YouTube channel.

[simpforrooster]

exactly what i was texting her.

robert 'bob' floyd x f! reader

summary: your first date with bob.

a/n: my first bob fic just for you anon! i won't lie, it was hard to tap into bob's sweetness. i wanted them to banter sooooo badly xD

phoenix has been begging you to meet her new weapon systems operator.

no. that isn't quite it.

she's been trying to set you up with him.

you don't know anything about the man other than his callsign. which is bob.

bob.

hanging around naval aviators all your life, you figured one day you'd go on a date with one of them. you just assumed he would have a cooler callsign than bob.

maybe something like snake, or the infamous maverick. a girl can dream right?

anyway.

phoenix finally wore you down, and you're waiting outside a small diner for this infamous bob.

"wow, phoenix didn't do you any justice. you're beautiful." you hear to your left. a man in navy issue glasses and sandy hair smiles, slightly awkwardly, at you.

"i'm robert, or bob," he chuckles, reaching out a hand to you.

bob was the most perfect call sign for this man.

sweetness exudes off bob immediately putting you at ease, and you praise phoenix for being so resilient in this pairing.

"phoenix has told me all about you," he tells you, a hand on the small of your back, leading you into the diner. the two of you find a place in the back corner, away from loud customers.

it doesn't escape you that phoenix hadn't told you a thing about bob, except for his name. "i want you to form your own judgment!" she'd said.

bob slide into the booth across from you and fed you another nervous smile. "i'm sorry. i'm normally not this nervous."

"it's okay, i'm pretty nervous too," you tell him, reaching across the table to lay your hand on his arm. his cheeks pinkened, and yours followed, as your hand must have done that on its own. you return your hand to lap quickly.

as the night progresses, you and bob have fallen into a comfortable rapport. the way you've fallen into step with him, and at the speed surprises you. it's not that you've been closed off entirely to dating, it was just something that you hadn't focused on too much.

now, it seems like you can't remember what it was like before you met this quirky, sweet aviator.

at some point in the evening, bob has abandoned the seat across from you, favoring sharing the seat with you. you sit, your back to the wall, fully giving your attention to him.

bob reaches for your hand, confidence having replaced the earlier apprehension. for a few moments, he plays with your hand in his while the two of you continue talking.

"for the happy couple. on the house," your waitress interrupts your story, placing a piece of apple pie and ice cream on your table. "the two of you are just too sweet."

you and bob share a secret smile. you slide a little closer to him in the booth and his hand causally falls around your shoulder. the two of you share the dessert, and soon after, your being kicked out the diner so they can close up.

standing in the cool evening air while bob pays, you pull your phone out to text phoenix.

"i hope you're telling her the date was perfect and you can't wait to see me again," he tells you over your shoulder. when you turn your head, his mouth is right there. he drops his gaze to your mouth, silently asking if it's okay to kiss you. you answer him by closing the gap between the two of you.

his hands fall to your waist, and he spins your body around to pull you into him.

"as a matter of fact, that is exactly what i was texting her."

masterlist.

[eclipsedcrystalstar]

Deadlock: There's no way they like me back. Fade: Clove would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.  Deadlock: Clove would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

Clove, throwing their head into Deadlock's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!  Deadlock, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Clove, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?  Deadlock, confused: I mean, this is my room, so yeah.

Clove: Deadlock is too tall for me to kiss them on the lips. What should I do?  Breach: Punch them in the stomach. Then, when they double over in pain, kiss them. Raze: Tackle them!  Reyna: Dump them.  Yoru: Kick them in the shin!  Deadlock: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

Clove: H-how do you ask someone out?  Raze: Well, first-  Killjoy: Don't ask her, she asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.  Clove: ...And you said yes?

Killjoy: Raze and I got married!!  Fade: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

Clove: Deadlock is playing hard to get.  Clove: Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Clove: Hi, who's this? Gekko changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures.  Neon: What's mine?  Clove: Dwarf.  Neon: HE’S SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT!  Clove: Oh, hey Neon.  Neon: FUCK!

Kidnapper: I have one of your friends.  Killjoy: Which one? I have seven.  Kidnapper: The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up.  Killjoy: Which one? I have seven.  Raze, distantly: HEY!!!

Phoenix: Three of the four elements are represented as types of hockey. Air hockey, ice hockey, and field hockey. Fire hockey needs to be a thing.  Deadlock: Fire hockey absolutely does NOT need to be a thing.  Astra: Do you care NOTHING for the balance of the four elements?!

Killjoy: I was just diagnosed with deez.  Reyna: Good, I hope it’s lethal.

Clove: Yum, thanks!  Kidnapper: *puts more tape over their mouth* I said stop eating it.

Phoenix: *Plays Slender: The Eight Pages* *Jumpscare*  Phoenix: *Jumps back* OH SHIT, IT'S A WHITE GUY!!!

Fade, holding a kettle: Coffee or tea?  Neon: Tea.  Fade: Wrong. It's coffee.

Iso: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year. Yoru: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues?  Gekko: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

Skye: Did you win? Or just not die?  Skye: Either way, hooray.  Clove: ...Is "no" a valid answer?  Skye: The hooray is redacted and you frighten me.

Brimstone: I’ve organized your messages into three categories.  Brimstone: “From Fade”  Brimstone: “Death Threats”  Brimstone: and “Death Threats From Fade”

Reyna: I’m never donating blood ever again.  Reyna: The second you walk through the door, it’s just one invasive question after another! Reyna: ‘Where did you get it?’ 'Why is it in a bucket?’ I mean, do you want it or not?

Raze: Wow, this parking is as straight as I am.  Breach: I know I should be focused on the fact that you just came out, but HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY PARKING!

Reyna: A stake to the heart won't kill a vampire if their tits are big enough.  Fade: Yeah, you just catch it.  Neon: Nah nah nah, deflects it. Stake? Just bounces right off. Done. Back to doing hot girl shit.  KAY/O: Then I just use a spear instead.  Reyna: You are trying so hard to kill a vampire with big bazongas, and for what? Why would you do that to the ecosystem?

[haythamspsychoticgirlfriend]

Late night confessions…

Nina Hayes x Awan Bitsui

Summary: Nina and Awan stay late night at the office working on a case. Sparks fly and maybe other activities occur wink wink nudge nudge

Warnings: Mdni 18+, fluff, suggestive sexual activity.

Dividers: @kodaswrld & @cafekitsune

Gif: @bodybebangin

A/N: Still riding the high of Nina and Awan!! Look guys the more I write the more I get better at it (hopefully). So I’m still gonna write for them cause I enjoy it hehe. Really wasn’t sure how to end this lol, if you like I can do a part two with smut😉 LMK.

Enjoy lovies xoxo

Nina exhales a big yawn out of her lips and keeps her eyes shut. This case is taking way longer than it should. Pressure from ASAC is growing and she doesn’t have much time left.

Footsteps approach and her eyes land on her partner Awan.

“Hey, thought we needed a pick me up” he says holding two cups of freshly brewed coffee.

“You are a saint, you know that” Nina says while reaching for her cup.

“Yeah this case is getting harder to crack. Has any leads shown up in the report?” Awan asks curiously.

“None and I’m staring to think we’re reaching a dead end” Nina says while Lowering her head down onto the desk in defeat.

“Hey, we’ll find it we just gotta keep looking” Awan states while reaching his hand onto her forearm and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

A shot of electricity ran through her body at the small touch.

Nina looks up from her position and stares at Awan’s big brown eyes.

Wow, isn’t he beautiful.

She’s never really seen a man so handsome and not to mention this sweet and kind. Nina knew that having feelings for your partner was not a good idea. Especially considering how both of them have a target on their backs in the office. However, every time Nina catches Awan looking at her or when they brush fingers and touch. There this big tug at her heart to take things further. Awan hasn’t said anything to her about his feelings and Nina knows she won’t say anything. So she hides those feelings in a locked up box and shoves it under her bed.

“Nina? You okay? You’re staring at me pretty hard” Awan asked with a concerned expression.

“Uh y-yeah, sorry just zoned out there for a second” she says stretching out.

As time started to stretch into the late night, the only sound in the office was from the clock ticking on the wall, and the ceiling fan above their desk.

Awan is having a hard time concentrating at this moment. Nina was always beautiful to him and he never had a problem with her beauty being a distraction. But with the Phoenix heat and how the blouse she is wearing is accentuating her bust while making her brown skin glisten like caramel. He was definitely struggling.

Or the way she bites her plump bottom lip when she’s reading, making her lips shine with slick from her mouth and turning a rosey pink shade. Not to mention the pen that she puts in between her teeth and slightly sucking on the tip — This type of thinking was dangerous for Awan because all this starring and thinking about Nina was going straight to his cock. Making his work pants tighten.

Awan clears his throat and sits straight when Nina exclaims in curiosity over something she found in the report. Nina gets up from her chair and hurries over to Awan’s side of the desk. She gets close to Awan’s side and bends down to show him something in the report. In any other circumstance Awan would be calm and focused on the task at hand. But having her this close to him where he can smell her scent piercing through his orbit and invading his mind making it hard for him to think.

Awan clears his throat for a second time while trying to steady his breathing. He can feel her breath on his neck as she explains to him something from the report. Her hot breath mixed with the scent of her honey scented shampoo from her beautiful Afro are all starting to get to Awan. He feels as though he is gonna burst and say something to her that he may or may not regret.

Awan abruptly gets up from his chair.

“Awan! You okay?” Nina ask with a concerned expression.

“Y-yeah… Umm no actually” Awan says while running his hand through his ponytailed hair.

“Hmph, how do I say this…” Awan says anxiously.

Nina stares at Awan with confusion etched on her brow. She reaches out her hand to him to hopefully ground him so that he can formulate some words.

“Whatever it is you can tell me” she says sincerely.

“Fuck, here goes nothing”

“Nina. You are the most impressive person I’ve met. You’re assertive, strong willed, and probably the smartest person I know. I-I know that we are partners — great ones at that. I would never want to ruin what a good thing we have”

Awan was rambling again. It’s the cutest thing when he rambles and get all nervous

Nina is not an idiot and knows where Awan is leading to. She had a small inclination that her feelings for Awan were not entirely one sided. Hearing him ramble and get slightly flustered was fascinating to watch. Awan is a tall slightly lanky man but when he enters a room he definitely turns head from his size alone, and here he was, stumbling over his words trying to tell her his feelings for her.

It was cute, but Nina couldn’t wait any longer and watch him torture himself.

“A-and I respect the FBI rules of p-partnership, but Nin-“

Nina abruptly stops Awan from talking by grabbing him by his tie and pulling him to her lips in a magnetic kiss.

Awan was completely stunned but quickly registered that Nina is kissing him. He quickly connects his hand to her waist and deepens the kiss. There lips both move in sync like a harmonious symphony.

Nina reluctantly pulls away to look Awan in his eyes.

His eyes are on fire from the moment they just shared.

“I like you a lot too, Awan” Nina says with a huge grin on her face

“Yeah I was getting to that part” Awan shyly laughs

“I thought I would help you out” Nina says giggling, while smoothing over his tie.

Awan was too excited stop now. He lightly grabs her chin and lifts her head to connect there lip’s again. This time Awan was the one take the lead and deepen the kiss. As there kissing got more heavy with hot breaths and intense tongue exchanges. Awan lightly pushes Nina backwards until the back of her legs hit there desks. Awan lifts Nina on top of the desk and connects their lips again. Awan is more needy for her. Desperately pressing harder on her hips as their mouths dance together wetly. Nina is responding with just as much urgency pressing her hands on his biceps. Nina brings her hands to his collar desperately trying to unbutton his top button but struggling due to his tie.

Awan with a low growl from his mouth rips his tie off his shirt and flings it behind him. Awan Forcefully grabs Nina’s thighs and yanks her closer to him so he slots in between her legs and has his centre right into hers.

Nina has seen Awan aggressive before but not in this way. This side of Awan is making her core throb with anticipation.

Nina lets out a gasping moan in surprise and continues their intense kissing. After finally getting Awan’s shirt open she slots her her hands over his broad chest and runs her nails down his muscled abdomen

Awan moves his kisses down onto her supple neck. Awan moans into her neck as the feeling of her scratches on his abdomen are going straight to his cock making it twinge in his pants. The friction of his semi hard cock against her wet centre make her feel light headed with pleasure.

Awan disconnects from her neck to his full hight and scans his dark brown eyes down at her. Awan was staring at Nina like he’s been waiting his whole life for this and damn does it feel exactly like that form him.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been wanting to tell you how I feel” Awan says.

“No…” Nina says innocently.

“From the moment I picked you up from the airport” Awan says while giving her a quick peck.

Nina’s mouth widened in a big smile and heat rose to her cheeks. The office was dark expect for the desk lamp, but Awan was basking in her light.

“ just so you know, I feel the same way” Nina says giving him a peck on the centre of his chest.

A/N: I really liked this one!! Lol! I love smitten Awan, sue me guys! I know I want a slow burn from them in the show but I also want them to make out by the end of the season lol. Hope you guys like this one! I know I said I’ll wait to hearif you guys want a smutty second part but I’m gonna do it anyways😂

Like, Reblog and share!! Xxx

[kasiewrites]

Hii! If it’s okay, can I please request a Rooster x fem!reader where she is Maverick’s daughter and she is engaged to Bradley? Her Dad would definitely be emotional about seeing her all grown up and he sees a younger Carole and Goose in the couple. Anyways, the team throws an engagement party for Y/n and Bradley and it’s super sweet and they’re both so in love?

The Engagement

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x f!mav!reader [mavs daugther]

W: drinking, emotional dad!mav, use of Y/N

Sum: You and Bradley are enganged, your dad is emotional, and all your friends throw a surprise engagement.

N: thank you for the request, hope it fit your idea.

You had never thought your life would be where it is right now, living with the love of your life, being close with your dad, and having amazing friends.

Bradley had done the traditional, asking your dad for permission before asking the big question to you. Just from that, Bradley knew Mav wasn't gonna be there when he asked you. He had planned it all out perfectly, a sunset drive to your favorite beach, flowers, and the ring. Oh the ring was absolutely perfect, he had asked Phoenix to help with that one, since he didn't know what kind of rings you liked, or your ring size.

It was all ready, he just had to go to work one more day, and tonight he was going to ask the big question. Little did he know what was going on at home. You had been cleaning, and folding clothes for the past hour, as you were putting things away, you noticed a small red velvet box. Your interest peaked at this, you knew it was wrong, but at the same time, you'd already seen the box, might as well check out the ring, right?

"Wow", was all you could say when you opened the box, the ring was perfect. It had a beautiful stone sat on top, it was engraved with yours and his initials. You wanted to put it on badly but chose against it, no the first time you were going to wear it was when Bradley asked. You put the box back in the drawer, but for the rest of the day you couldn't focus on anything other than that pretty little red box.

Bradley got home from work and showered immediately, he just wanted to take you out on the drive so that he could FINALLY ask you, to be his forever.

Once he was out of the shower, he quickly got dressed before telling you to go in the car, he had asked you on a date last week, to make sure you would be free, because he wasn't sure how much longer he could wait before asking. He had been so close to asking you, whenever you said or did something that he absolutely loved, he just wanted to propose.

As he drove, he was getting more and more nervous, he wasn't sure why, he knew you would say yes, you'd known each other since you were babies, best friends even when he and your dad were fighting, and started dating shortly after you started high school.

In your mind, you were mentally preparing for the question, how would you react, you'd always known that if he were to ask you'd say yes, but would you smile, or cry. Not to mention, how would your dad react, did he already know? What about the others did they know?

Bradley pulled up to your favorite beach, it was sunset, and you could smell the water. The two of you walked along the beach hand in hand, before getting to a flower arraingment. This is it, it's going to happen now.

Bradley got on one knee, said his little speech about how much he loved and appreciated you, and then he pulled out the box, that beautiful red velvet box that you'd seen earlier in the day. Both of you were teary eyed as you said yes, and he finally got to kiss his fiancé.

You spent some more time, just the two of you, before driving back to the hard deck, wanting to share your amazing news with everyone.

As Bradley drove to the hard deck, his hand never left yours. He held your hand the entire drive. Parking the car, he quickly let your hand go as he ran out of the car and over to your side to help you out.

As you walked into the Hard deck, you noticed the amount of people in there, but they were all people you recognized. Old friends of yours, family, new friends, best friends, your dad.

As soon as Mav saw you enter he ran up and hugged you, Ok yeah he definetly knew about the engagement. Soon everyone said their hellos and congrats. You and Bradley made your way down to the pool table where you found Phoenix and Hangman, and once you saw the smirks on their faces you knew this was their doing.

You walked over and hugged Phoenix, before she asked to see the ring. I showed it to her and she squeeled, she might seem like the cool type who isn't interested in her friends love life, but when her best friend is getting engaged you can't not be.

After talking with everyone around the pool table, Bradley and I walked around the bar, saying hi and talking with a few people we hadn't seen for ages, before my dad pulled me outside.

"I can't believe my daughter's getting married" he said with a big smile before continuing, "i remember when you were little and used to pretend you were getting married to princes, and then you got older and depressed and thought you'd never get married, but then you started dating Bradley and now i can't believe you're actually getting married, to him." your dad finished. After you talked some more, you went back in to find Bradley.

As you went back to talking with Bradley and a few other people around, Mav couldn't help but think of just how much you two reminded him of Carole and Goose, young and in love.

[haylessa]

Bridge to the Turnabout

man do i feel like crying finishing this game.

the way they connected so many past cases to this final one is amazing. seems like everything connects to the DL-6 incident somehow lol. how Misty Fey failed her channeling on that case, Miles's phobia of earthquakes, leading all up to him losing sight of the suspect, which then made a chance for them to swap places with a twin. wow they truly planned this ahead didn't they.

playing as Miles!!! that was really entertaining. his inner monologues are hilarious. he flew all the way to Japan just because of Phoenix okay??? totally normal about this. and Franziska also flew from Germany just to have a chance at battling(?) Phoenix again (not surprised).

not them being in cahoots fooling the judge that Miles is a defense attorney HAHAH yeah siblings. loveee how they both ended up helping Phoenix big time in this case. like "eh since I flew all the way here why not" Franziska showing her kindness albeit being all snarky about it haha who are you fooling you're just a softie inside.

aww are you worried? she just randomly decided to follow Phoenix around welp that's cute... argh i love her she's so precious, they'll never make me hate you Franziska von karma<3

okay first time i saw him my first thoughts was that he's a relative of Diego. not being Diego himself. damn i thought he actually came from the depths of hell. as in like, zombies. there's spirit channeling, so another weird thing would be totally normal right? i was wrong.

people in this game hop jobs like hopscotch from lawyers to prosecutors to detectives (talking about lana) it's so unserious (i love it).

tbh this case was quite confusing even when there's all sorts of evidence. it would be very helpful if they explained the whole timeline of the murder in order at the end. because with all the channeling it was confusing who's body is who and where everyone actually is, or was that again, just me? they said Iris betrayed Dahlia when she planned the fake kidnapping? or when she killed her stepsister? or both? how did she betray her, i mean how exactly did she run away??

Godot said he contacted Misty and Iris. so Misty and Iris were in cahoots right? so she lied that she didn't know Elise was Misty then. god so many questions i should open up wiki later.

their story was such a tragedy:( and Maya oh Maya....... she probably only figured out Elise was her mom after she got killed right in front of he. but she had to be strong for Pearl. my poor little girls....i wanna hug them so bad. this whole fiasco is very fucked up. also did Misty refuse Maya to help cook because she might find out it's her mom?

Maya probably held deep in her heart on the fact that her mom, although missing, is still alive out there somewhere. and now... she's really gone.

i'm glad she's got a home with Pearl and Phoenix now. there's also Detective Gumshoe, Edgeworth, Franziska, and all the friends they made along the way who'll always look out for her. I wish we could see Maya and Franziska slowly becoming friends, they're nineteen! they should be at the club!!

this pic of little Mia and Maya is so cute:((( busted breaking the sacred urn even before Pearl did. and no one said a thing looking at it😭

i'm gonna miss them all so much... i haven't played the other games (yet) but i'm pretty sure nothing can top the original trilogy. quirky characters with personalities, unmatched goofiness, emotional sibling bonds, and overall a really really good story. it will stay with me forever<3

[angelbby555]

A legendary fuck

Summary: You hooked up with Bradley years ago, and you were the most legendary one night stand he ever had. Bradley was still obsessed with you, meanwhile you didn't even remember his name.

pairing: reader x Bradley Bradshaw

word count: 706

warning: mentions of sex

You slept with Bradley once. That was probably the best sex he had his entire life, starting from midnight and going till the sunrises. Making love to you and then just fucking till both of you were stupid and tangled up in your cotton sheets. Sharing tender kisses, and sweet nothings while the world around both of you seemed to fade away. That one night felt like a whole different life to him. You were beautiful when you were calling out to christ, and even prettier when you had that after glow look all over your face. You had touched his soul, to the point Bradley felt like God handcrafted you specifically for him. He spent one night with you and that was enough for him to think about wedding rings and rocking cradles.

To Phoenix you were a legend in his life. She heard so much about you and hadn't been in your presence only adding to the mythical dream essence Bradley had you wrapped around. "Wonder where my wife is right now?" Bradley stupidly said resting his elbow on the bar. It was a joke to call you his wife but some times his mind slipped a bit and he caught himself creating a dream life with a girl he had slept with once.

Bradley wasn't into paying girl so he could get laid, but when it came to you, he would probably be no better than the lonely rich guy looking for a pretty girl. Bradley would pour every cent he had just so he could make love to you one more time.

It was a packed night at the hard deck since it was Friday night. Lots of fresh meat to eye, lots of new girl to stare at all night. But Bradley wasn't in the mood. His day had been okay but for some reason he was just at the bar ordering drink after drink. Bradley felt someone squeeze into the chair next to him bumping against his shoulder and then thigh.

"I'm sorry, suddenly I don't know the words, excuse me." You placed a hand on his shoulder turning to Penny. Bradley turned to look at the girl next to him. His eyes were about to blow out of there sockets. It was you, the legend. The dream, the myth. Right in front of his eyes. A celebrity. It was the girl he had slept with a few years ago.

"You're so hot." Bradley said before he could stop himself. This was an opportunity and he was gonna not waste it. Not when he thought about you way too often for his own good. "You don't have to say excuse me- push me, shove me, kick me out the way and I'd say thank you." Bradley was speaking his thoughts, a filter didn't exist to him at this point of time. He was too numb of all the beer he drank.

"Wow that's different." You feel a victim, blushing at the man's insane words. "I would never do that to you, your probably too nice for that sir." You were the same age yet you called him sir. Bradley could start jerking off right now. Penny handed you a beer bottle and you thanked her.

"No trust me it would be an honor." He said with a scoff, any touch you were willing to give him Bradley would enjoy it no matter what. His gaze turned back to you. Your cute little whines were playing on repeat in his head just looking at you. "You don't remember me, do you?"

You brought the glass bottle to your lips. You wish you could but you had never seen this hot man in your life. Maybe he was coming off too strong but he was sexy so right now you kinda liked it. "I'm sorry I don't, what's your name?"

Bradley thought about this hookup for 3 years, he was royally obsessed with you and you couldn't even have space in your mind to remember his name. "Bradley Bradshaw." He then said your first and last name to prove he knew you. "It would sound better Bradshaw at the end of your name but, this will do." You were giggling at his words, really not remembering who he was.

"Where did we meet?" You were embarrassed that you had to ask this but staring at this handsome man before you, made your brain short circuit. You don't remember dating or being friends with anyone with a mustache.

Bradley just simply shook his head. "Somewhere." He stared at your lips in an obvious manner making you swallow nervously. "You wanna get out of here? I swear I'm not a creep or a freak with a white van offering kids candy. M' a regular guy." You stared back at his lips too hoping he would notice your signal.

"Okay Bradley." You said simply and he then was leading you out of the bar.

[gabessquishytum]

Dream is a bird watcher on a trip with other birders to see exotic birds. The trip is cool, Dream has seen tons of rare birds for the first time live and not just in books, but there is. something. weird going on - Dream thinks that he has a bird following him, that none of the other people on the tour can see, and of which he can't get a clear picture.

The bird is golden - reds and yellows and oranges in so many different shades color its feathers; if Dream wasn't living in the 21st century he would think it was a phoenix - which don't exist and even if they did exist it wouldn't be following Dream around on a birding tour of tropical forests!

At the very least, Dream is going to go out alone and try to get a picture! Then while he's out in the afternoon light all alone, the bird lands on his head. Soon after it jumps down to perch on his forearm; Dream slow reaches out with his other hand to touch this beautiful (stalker) of a bird.

Dream with awed pets: Hello 🤩

Phoenix: Hello. You're lovely 😍 I'm Hob.

Well, it's not every day that what is obviously a mythical creature talks to you and thinks you're pretty, and Dream's just going to roll with it, but ...... WOW!

Hob likes the pretty man - he's all blacks and grays and bone white against the forest greens. Hob wants to keep him, but knows enough of the human world to know that his pretty boy probably can't live in Hob's forest. Hob hasn't played at being human in a long time.

Omg this is fantastic.

One moment Dream is trying to get over the fact that there's a talking bird perched and preening on his arm - and the next moment he's tumbling backwards with his arms full of a whole entire man. Golden skin covered in soft hair, deep brown eyes gazing at him, so much warm flesh under his hands instead of feathers! The man grins mischievously. He practically shimmers with magic, but he really does look like a perfectly normal person. Before Dream can blink, the man isn't even naked anymore - he's appropriately dressed as a tourist in a colourful shirt (the same colours as his wings were, of course) and some indecently tiny shorts.

Dream is stunned. And incredibly curious. So when Hob loops their arms together and happily leads the way out of the forest and back to the resort where the other birders are staying, Dream doesn't complain. Nor does he complain when Hob confidently refers to himself as "Dream's boyfriend, just arrived to join him on this lovely trip".

If Dream didn't know better he'd say he was going mad. But the large golden bird happily nesting in the duvet of his hotel bed, shedding feathers everywhere... he couldn't possibly be imagining that.

Or the kisses that Hob gave him before smugly transforming back into bird form for a nap. Definitely not Dream’s imagination...

[nyarumitsu]

in concept, larry is an incredible character and i love him dearly. as i ignore a ton of characterizations the game has given him. i don't think he WOULD be a creep okay and i don't think he's completely incompetent either.

he's a weirdo who frequently gets dumped yes, and he's incredibly silly and gets himself into a bunch of trouble every so often. he and maya's innate talents of getting themselves into trouble makes nick go insane. but, i think at his core he's just an incredibly caring friend too. he's not the sappy kind or anything, but does the most reckless shit to show he cares for his friends.

he was meant to be a pure comic relief character i know, and over time i think his characterization just got muddier and muddier compared to how cool his character was in aa1. but mannn, i wish we could've gotten more scenes with him just, being him in a non-creep-way. i just love his role within the signal samurai trio so much as the sole troublemaker and the guy he always bickers with (nick) and the guy who lowkey hates him in the most friend way possible (miles).

he's the type of character to always ask if the three of them could hang out again like good old times, and practically beg both phoenix and miles to get a freaking day off for once. and listen, worst of all, i don't think neither miles or phoenix hate him wow what a shocker!!! like i hate how ingame content makes it feel like they both genuinely do not enjoy his presence sometimes but of course i can brush it off as just standard friend-hate-relationships and whatnot. because i'm sure phoenix and miles care for him very much, probably even maya and gumshoe! he's apart of the family whether you like it or not!

and like, of course, i have to mention what on earth he could've been doing during the 7 year gap. there's various interpretations of whether nick was in constant contact with his friends or whatever, but if he did keep in contact with them as much as he could i think larry would be one of the people to worry about him the most. in fact he probably would even come over a lot! he could've helped babysit trucy sometimes when phoenix couldn't tend to her, and would've been a fire ass uncle if you asked me. he pretty much understands nick's situation too, going in and out of unstable jobs and getting unstable salaries from whatever job they're hanging onto for now. larry's just a really fucking good friend man. he's just an infuriatingly goofy man with lots of love for his friends and just gets into a shit ton of trouble.

[stellar-collective]

So when did you realized you shipped Ollix? I started shipping them through you, as well as I think a lot of people. What made you patient 0?

ooh ok this is a very interesting question!! get ready for one heckuva ramble i am NOT normal about this subject

ever since i first played through the I Expect You To Die series i really, really liked Ollie (damsel in distress coded fictional men with cute accents are my ultimate weakness) but i didn’t think an awful lot about him until i read @ellascreams Handler Ollie au. and i thought wow that’s really cute! he and Agent Phoenix would be such good friends especially bc his character is flexible enough i could make him their age (since my Phoenix is in their early 20s as opposed to the rest of the major characters who are 40s and 50s whilst Ollie could believably be in his mid-20s if you wanted), i should whip up a silly little design and make a quick one-time drawing!

and then i made his design too darn cute and got really attached. something very funny is that at the beginning i told myself i didn’t really ship them even though I WAS THE ONE who drew Phoenix seeing him for the first time blushing and with little hearts dotting their exclamation points. but i guess that’s about as far as i was thinking it’d go until i started to get really positive feedback on the comics. i think i was just embarrassed that i was getting hyperfixated on a random dude with ten minutes of screentime, but Man something about that silly guy just itches my brain! and i think a lot of the things i find appealing about him would also be enormously appealing to Agent Phoenix: his high nonsense tolerance, his extremely sweet demeanor, his seemingly earnest desire to “do some good in the world,” his casual and stubborn optimism in the face of his bad situation, his quick thinking and ability to seemingly read their mind (let’s be real using the transport lid to break that cuff was NOT that intuitive but he picked it up in a snap) like he’s probably one of the few people that they’ve ever interacted with besides Reggie who’s both a good person and who’d have a prayer of keeping up with them. and i think Ollie could very easily become enamored by the kind, selfless, passionate hero that he effortlessly clicked with before ever seeing or hearing them. put them in a room together and there’s absolutely potential for chemistry

why was i patient 0, though? idk man my best guess is that as a newer and pretty minor character Ollie just didn’t get enough attention to warrant shipping until my silly ADHD brain selected him (and by extension Ollix since his dynamic with Agent Phoenix is of the most interest to me) as my new Dopamine Machine and decided to make it everyone else’s problem. i mean i highly doubt i was the true patient 0, i was just the first artist with a lot of free time willing to make it a Thing. and i only kept at it because i got so much positive feedback on Ollie at the Agency! it’s been a delight seeing my influence slowly corrupt bits and pieces of the fandom— the more Ollie content, the better >:]

tl;dr: accidentally made Ollie’s design too cute, got obsessed, Agent Phoenix followed suit.

[rockturbot]

I saw in an interview that the GK2 writer did consider writing about Manfred, Gant and Blaise but he thought it wouldn't be a fun game to play. If that game WAS made, what do you think it would be like in terms of story and gameplay?

I'm obviously not sure how exactly *Capcom* would make this game, but I can write you an outline of a version of it that I at least wouldn't be disappointed by!

Hope everything makes sense, I'm writing this at 4 am. Under a cut because wow did this get Long.

There'd be AAI-style gameplay, with the usual interrogations and the logic mechanic. That one would be modified in such a way that you're not only piecing facts and events together, but uncovering people's emotional weak spots. Once you find them, they're added to the organizer and you can object with them during interrogations to pressure characters into saying what you need them to say to win the case. Also, outside of interrogations, Gant can use Perceive.

Unlike regular AAI, this one would include actual trial segments, at least in the final case. Now, I'm pretty sure the reason regular AAI does *not* do this is because it's simply hard to incorporate cool twists if you're playing as the prosecutor. As the defense, if the prosecution says the case happened like this and you prove it happened differently, that's fun and exciting! But if you're the one saying it happened like this, and then you just ... prove exactly that ... yeah. That would feel kind of flat. So the way that this would work is similar to the last day of RftA, where Phoenix has at least a rough plan in mind to prove Gant did it from the beginning, but we the audience aren't in on it and watch him unravel it testimony by testimony. Basically the tension would be in the "how" rather than the "what".

On to the story. I know the common idea for a game like this is that Manfred would be the main character, but with what we canonically know about him - a perfect record and nothing ever really going wrong before Greg came along - it would be hard to write meaningful conflict for him, external or internal, and I feel like a game as dark as this one would have to be in order to do its cast justice wouldn't work without plenty of both.

So: except for the segments in court, Gant is the protagonist. A detective who joined the force out of idealism, but who's growing increasingly frustrated and disappointed in the law because of how little justice he feels he actually gets to create, between having to let obviously guilty culprits walk free because some loophole makes the evidence proving their guilt illegal and feeling like he's forced to uphold the letter rather than the spirit of the law more often than not. Insert sad backstory of Blaise (a minor antagonist/rival character in this game) destroying his faith in prosecutors by accepting bribes by a corrupt politician Gant risked his life to apprehend and losing the trial on purpose, thereby also ruining any chance of them being held accountable for their crimes in the future because of double jeopardy.

Manfred fills the sidekick role, but as more of a mentor character than an assistant, showing Gant how to manipulate people, evidence, and the law itself to get the results you want. Although Gant knows Manfred's obsession with perfection makes him dangerous, he's also the only prosecutor he still feels fully comfortable working with, because he's the only one he knows for sure will never betray him like Blaise did and lose on purpose, and Gant reasons that as long as he makes sure they only ever convict people who are actually guilty, it's morally okay for him to use Manfred and his methods as a "weapon" to arrive at that goal. His trust in Manfred - or rather his trust in himself to keep Manfred under control somewhat - gets shaken throughout the game, though; if Manfred can forge evidence to fool the court, he could also manipulate evidence to fool Gant. Can he really be sure he's only arresting the right people?

Manfred also gets to be the viewpoint character for a mostly comedic filler case with incredibly low stakes blown incredibly out of proportion because of how big a threat even small things pose to his perfection.

Blaise, as said before, is a minor antagonist/rival who keeps impeding their investigations and generally making their lives harder (think Verity and Eustace pre-AAI2-4) Every once in a while he's actually useful, providing vital information, but always at a cost. Maybe his and Gant's shared backstory is revealed in a flashback case.

Remember what I said earlier, about Gant worrying about Manfred deceiving him? At around the 75% mark of the game, Gant finds out this has happened at least once, whether by Manfred deliberately framing an innocent person or by going so far with his methods that the resulting injustice completely outweighed the justice of the guilty verdict. With this knowledge, every single other case they worked together now seems suspicious too. Gant confronts him. They end up beating the hell out of each other, and Gant has his Dark Night of the Soul moment where he despairs over the fact that he became a detective to fight for justice, but is unable to stop injustice when it happens right in front of him. The next day he decides to report Manfred to the PIC, even at the cost of incriminating himself by confessing to all the ways they broke the law together, but when he arrives at the building, Manfred is there, waiting for him with a deal: he knows how to get around double jeopardy, and he'll help Gant finally bring the politician Blaise let walk free to justice if he agrees to tell no-one what he knows.

Gant is conflicted at first, but agrees eventually, and they get to work. Now - if this game was actually made, they would of course base this on Japanese law, and I don't know much about that. I've read that in the US, at least, double jeopardy does not apply if it's proven the judge accepted bribes from the defendant to pronounce them not guilty, because then the defendant was never "in jeopardy" in the first place. So, at least in this outline, that's what Gant and Manfred are doing now: framing the judge from back then for taking bribes. Gant feels conflicted again - this is his first time deliberately framing an innocent, but Manfred convinces him that one innocent man going to prison will be worth the justice the politician's victims were denied for so long. (Manfred doesn't care about the justice aspect too much, of course - he just knows it'll convince Gant to stick to the deal).

They succeed, the case is retried. Blaise ramps up his efforts to stop them, worried about his positive public image suffering for losing a case with such a high-profile suspect if they're found guilty now. He fails, of course - Gant and Manfred win, the politician's original victims come up to thank them, and Gant thinks to himself that if the price of fighting the world's many unnecessary evils is employing some necessary evils in turn, it's one he's willing to pay after all. There's some RftA foreshadowing in the end credits with Gant saying to himself that since Blaise has aspirations of becoming Chief Prosecutor one day, he'll need to find a way to control the Prosecutor's Office somehow to ensure they act according to *his* idea of justice, not Blaise's.

[velourfant]

phoenix wright is really fucking hot.

and i mean, objectively, sure, he’s pretty attractive, but i’m more so talking about everything he does in the og trilogy. spoiler warnings for aa1, aa2, and aa3!

he’s supposedly a self insert character but that assumption loses all credibility as soon as edgeworth comes into the picture and the player is forced to contend w the fact that yes, phoenix wright actually DOES know him—you’re the one who’s left out. i don’t even mean this in a shippy way (i do ship them but i didn’t start raising my eyebrows until phoenix’s “let me defend you” line at the detention center and i didn’t actually acknowledge i shipped it until phoenix’s “nobody knows the real edgeworth” monologue in his office). i just think that, regardless whether takumi meant to, he established phoenix’s cageyness so early into the game and it works SO FUCKING WELL!

you might think i’m overthinking it but in jfa, phoenix does this again by not letting the player or maya know what became of edgeworth. i’m also going to cite him never telling anyone about dahlia—which IK happened bc JFA and T&T weren’t originally meant to be games—as evidence he’s a cagey piece of shit. even tho aa1 was supposed to be a standalone game, phoenix’s character is so consistent throughout the first trilogy that you would never know otherwise.

i also think the music direction was 10/10 whenever phoenix and someone of importance to him was involved. it’s part of the reason i was so moved by narumitsu, and also why i was INCREDIBLY moved by his reuniting w iris in 3-5.

side note but did i ever mention i actually really fucking like feenris? i am not immune to subtext. i am not immune to good storytelling.

t&t was also perfect for furthering my phoenix wright brainrot because he treats his ex so fucking well. soooo fucking well. when he and dahlia were dating, he treated her like a queen. and even when he became incredibly cagey, he still has that charisma and genuine care for folks he trusts and he’s also so so good w kids and he j makes me wanna explode into a pile of hearts and gooeyness. i love him.

when i finish SOJ DLC, i plan to replay the trilogy just to let everything sink in + feed the part of my brain that actually does ship narumitsu now…and i will definitely be spamming abt it!

i’m writing a think piece abt his character on my main blog but i just think he’s so attractive in a way i didn’t expect him to be. when he broke down the kurain manor channeling door in 2-2, i was ..listening. then he gets pearls to open up to him and i’m thinking oh wow. 2-4 comes and i’m like OH WOW. the final straw was 3-5 when he crosses the bridge for maya. sir, you are so fucking fine. i need you BAD.

[yagurlkimi]

This story started in 1959 when I was nineteen years old. I had just ran away from my family in the US who disapproved of me wanting to be a singer. I moved to England and for three months I was bouncing from house to house, motels and sometimes the streets. I finally settled in Liverpool, England. At night I would sing at night clubs and bars and during the day I would work at a little bakery. Eventually I formed my own group we were called Singing Dolls, the other members in the group were Arora the bassist, Madlinen the lead guitar, and Penelope the drummer, and I was the main guitarist and singer. We got pretty

It was Christmas Eve of 1963, me and the group got invited to a Christmas party and the Beatles were also going to be there. We were quite excited to meet our friendly rivals. The host of the party introduced me to Paul Mccartany the leader of the Beatles. “Nice to meet you, you're not from here are you?” Paul questioned

“You're right” I chuckled. “ I'm actually from Phoenix Arizona, i came here to pursue my singing career.” our conversation continued for a while and that's when it happened. Through a sea of people and loud music that played, I locked eyes with the most handsome man I'd ever seen. He was quite tall with a larger nose and beautiful auburn hair, with the most gorgeous brown eyes. I was so mesmerized by him I really couldn't tell you what Paul was saying. The man started charging over towards me, and that's when my heart started to pound out of my chest with butterflies all in my stomach. He draped his arm around paul and said “Hey paul, whos your friend?” he said looking you up and down “Well John if you may know, this is Y/N she's the leader of the Singing Dolls” Paul said informing John. I reached my hand out and said “It's really nice to meet you”, he grabbed my hand and said “i

agree” with a mischievous smirk he pulled me away from paul and took me to a table booth. I sat next to the wall and he sat right next to me with his arm around me. I looked at him and he looked at me. Our eyes locked to each other he asked me “ya know Y/N you have very beautiful eyes, they almost sparkle”. I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out, I've genuinely never seen a man so beautiful. I couldn't help but blush at what he said. John let out the cutest chuckle. “Sorry i-i just didn't know what to say, no one’s ever told me anything like that” i told him. “Wow I'm surprised I would have thought you’ve had many boyfriends”

He said with a raised eyebrow. Our conversation went on for so long I didn't even realize how late it had become. Me and my group were in the next town over so John offered to

stay the night with him and he’d bring me to my hotel in the morning. I was going to decline but I decided to live on the wild side and take his offer. While driving to his house I noticed John kept glancing over at me, I turned and met his eyes and smiled and John did the same. “Why’d you come here to Liverpool?I mean, since you're from America, wouldn't it be easier to start your career there?” John asked me, even though I just met him I had this weird feeling of comfort, like I felt like I could tell him about anything and he wouldn't judge me. I explained why I had run away from home and explained why I felt like I needed to start my career in a different country. In all my years, even today, I've never seen someone so focused on what I was saying, John soaked up every word like a sponge, I didn't even realize we had already made it to his house. We were just sitting in the car and i'm just running my mouth. We finally went inside and his place was really nice. He had a large beautiful window with a table and a chair in front. There was a nice large bed and a small kitchen. “Make yourself at home. I know it's not much but it's nice for when I'm in town” John said, looking at me up and down, I took my heels and coat off before walking over to the bed to sit down. John took his blazer off and tie, then unbuttoned the top of his shirt and sat down in the chair in front of the window . If I was

being honest, watching him do that was so hot, I could feel my cheeks start to burn. “You have a really nice apartment, i love the window” i told john, he got up and walked over to me. He stood right in front of me and grabbed my chin tilting it up and running his thumb over my cheeks. “ Are you not feeling Y/n? Your face is burning up.” John said kind of puzzled “ oh no i'm ok really, i-i don't know my face does that sometimes” i awkwardly chuckled, i reached my hand to his holding his wrist. It was almost like we were frozen in time. John and I were looking into each other's eyes for what felt like eternity. John leaned

down to my face, grabbed my cheeks and kissed me. I was a little shocked for a second but I obviously kissed back. John climbed on top of me and it started to get pretty heated as we were kissing. I couldn't help but moan a little when John started to kiss my neck. “J-John wait, wait let me go wash up before we'd-do anything” i told john in a whimper. “I want you Now” John said almost in a growl, he bit my collar bone and reached his hand to the back of my knees and moved my legs up so he could lay in between. That's when i felt it at first i was wondering what was pulsing against my butt so i opened my eyes a little and glanced down and i saw that john was rock hard with a little wet spot on the front of his trousers. I got that infamous tingle in my stomach and I couldn't help but squirm against him. “I need you so bad right now, more than i

hitting my g-spot just right. Eyes rolling to the back of my head and toes digging into the sheets while my jaw was almost unhinged by how I couldn't close it because of the non stop moaning, john just watched me writhing in pleasure with a sly smirk and saying bold remarks. “This is what you’ve been craving isn't it? I'm so hard watching you right now, you're lucky I didn't just ram it in you”. Tears filled my eyes but not out of sadness but because that pit in my stomach started to grow tighter and tighter. I knew what he was saying was right, I knew because that's had been my thoughts for months ever since I laid eyes on him I just knew I wanted him inside me. As these thoughts swirl around in my mind, that's when it hit me that I was about to cum, “W-wait stop ugh i’m- i’m cumming!” I screamed so loud, the most euphoric feeling crashed over me. Legs shaking and sweat coated my forehead while trying to get my thoughts together after my intense orgasm while John is just staring at me smirking. He pulled his fingers out and while locking eyes he popped them in his mouth to clean them off, even though I had just came I got a second round of butterflies in my stomach. “Are you ready for more?” John asked, all i could do was nod, John took off his trousers and underwear. John stood at a whole 7 in, it was very veiny and had a slight curve to it. If i'm being honest i was kinda scared, john propped himself in between my legs and i whispered “ john i-i don't know if that's going to fit” john scoffed “of course it will and thanks for the compliment”. On the inside I was kinda panicking because no guy I've been with had ever been this big, he lined himself with my throbbing slit rubbing up and down with his cock. John looked at me for reassurance and I nodded, he slowly pushed himself in. I couldn't help but moan from the stretch. I was scared I was going to rip from the size. John finally bottomed out and I felt so full all

I could do was whimper, with my cunt fluttering around John's cock squeezing him. I looked up at his face analyzing every detail, he had his eyes closed with his eyebrows pinched together. He started to thrust himself in long deep strokes hitting all the right spots, john let out the most delicious whimpers, john looked so beautiful in this state his hair sticking to his forehead and sweat covering his muscles. Im laying there taking his brutal thrust Johns looking into my eyes with the most yearning look ever, through my cries i pull johns face to mine and lock my mouth with his. I started rolling my hips with his when suddenly he grabbed behind my knees and pushed them up to my chest, john started pounding into my cunt at a crazy speed, “ahggg w-wait, slow down f-fuck im-im gonna c-cum” the feeling of johns cock was intoxicating, his tip hitting my g-spot with every thrust. Getting closer to the edge, moaning uncontrollably while john is whimpering so cutely john mewles out “fuckkk im-im gonna cum”. John's insane speed not only did not stop but sped up slamming into my sopping cunt, John and I came at the same time, hips stuttering and loads spilling out and oozing onto the sheets. I clawed at his back leaving marks like he got attacked while letting out loud and long moans, john collapsed on top of me and whispered “flip over” i was so worn out i had to build up the energy to roll over, john got up and i flipped over with my butt in the air then positioned himself behind me. I was a tad nervous because I couldn't see what was going on. Then suddenly John shoved his cock in, I groaned that his attacks on my cunt were relentless. He was fucking me so good i lost the arch in my back crulying over and griping the sheets so tight my knuckles turned white, “p-pull ugh pull my hair” i wrilly managed to get out he then grabbed a handful of my long brown hair pulling my head back. I whimper at the force and tears prick the corners of my eyes, my face next to his he pulls me into a kiss with our tongues battling for dominance. As i'm enjoying all the sensations going on i can't help but feel like i have

to pee pulling away from him, “J-John hold on..i have to u-use the bathroom” i whined John smirked and thought to himself ‘lets turn this up a notch and give her a nice surprise’. He pinned my shoulders down and tilted my hips up and I had a bad feeling about what was going to happen. John thursted himself even harder than before he was relentlessly abusing my g-spot while the feeling of having to pee continued to build up in my stomach, “J-John.. Agh re-really stop i.. Mhm, i have to go” I stranded out, clawing at the sheets. I tried to crawl away but he just pulled me back and slammed harder. John yelled “just let it out its ok..mhm c’mon” john's cock sliding in and out of my gummy wall was begging to be too much i couldn't handle it.. That's when it happened. I squirted but at this time I had never experienced that before, my thighs shaking and body convulsing, and chanting his name like a prayer. I fell on to the bed with john still inside chasing his high, when john came on my back whimpering and grunting; my vision started to go black slowly drifting off into sleep john leaned down to my ear and whispered, “Goodnight love, i'll give you more in the morning~”

[oddygaul]

Her

Wow, turns out everyone saying this movie was good for 10 years was right.

I happened to watch Her in the exact right mood - having spent too much time lately on social media and feeling lonely, angry, and isolated from the world - so it resonated pretty hard with me. Being in that frame of mind, it really hit home just how long Theodore would go without actually talking, face to face, with another real human being. Entire weeks would go by, it seemed, with huge changes having occurred in his life or the lives of others, before he’d cross paths with a friend and get caught up. For all the turmoil we can be going through inside and the drastic shifts we feel like we’re taking, no one else knows what’s going on inside your head if you don’t take the time to connect.

Of course, I understand the idea here is… does that matter? Is it important that he hasn’t spoken with another human, if the person he’s talking to is a perfect simulacra of one? To me, that week, feeling lonely despite having talked mostly on message boards to strangers… I think it matters.

real ones know

In general, putting all the sci-fi conceits and impending singularity aside, I thought interiority and what we choose to let others see about ourselves was the biggest theme of the film, and all of the threads in Her explore it in interesting ways. -Part of me was frustrated at how bad Theodore is at talking about his feelings or explaining his actions, but this emotional unavailability is the crux of his entire character arc: he’s able to flip a switch and pour out a touching, heartfelt missive to a secondhand lover, but clams up the moment he’s asked to explain the inner thoughts he’s dwelling on to a partner. In his final scene, where he writes one last letter to his ex, he finally allows the two halves of himself to join into a whole. -The letters themselves, while largely left in the background, paint an incredibly depressing picture of a whole generation of people unwilling to share their inner thoughts with those they love - or seemingly even themselves, as by entrusting this task to another person, they're refusing to take the time to reflect on their own true feelings. -Samantha’s development as a character is centered around interiority as well. I spent the first half of the movie wondering if her inner thoughts even truly existed, or if she was just having AI hallucinations - then by the end, we realize she’s essentially evolved into a Culture Mind, and is in fact thinking so much that her mind can only be properly stimulated by having thousands of conversations at once.

Speaking of, holy shit I was not expecting the sudden and terribly polite AI transcendence. The media I’ve experienced that ruminates on romantic relationships with artificial life tend to focus on if it’s genuine / valid / socially acceptable from the human’s perspective; it’s a pretty interesting zag to examine the pitfalls of such a romance from the AI’s point of view. Samantha’s frustrations are genuinely well-considered problems, too; her dissatisfaction with her lack of physical form and her mind quickly outstripping Theodore feel more prophetic than contrived. I also found it pretty confident and mature of the movie to sidestep easy potential subplots, like the phone being stolen or the AI uprising becoming the centerpiece, and keep its focus on the emotional implications of the proceedings.

Her actually has a surprising amount of levity, considering

My biggest thought regarding the craft of the movie: the fact that the very premise of Her necessitates the movie largely being Joaquin Phoenix acting alone on the screen for two hours is fucking wild. I watched this movie in headphones as my partner occasionally walked by, and I realized how utterly incomprehensible it would be from her end - without any sound or prior knowledge of what’s going on, visually speaking, 95% of this movie is just a man walking around talking to himself and getting sad sometimes. It’s almost like he’s acting out a one-man rom-com; there’s moments where it feels like he kinda hams it up a bit too much, but like, you kinda have to, right? He has to bring enough physicality to the story all on his own. It’s a role that demands an incredibly unique and specific performance, and I was pretty damn impressed how well he managed it.

The line that’ll stick with me?

“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.”

[veiwryn]

Egypt Episode after Teams are formed pt 2. — Team Phoenix

They still do the same thing they do in canon when it comes to the goat. Eva and Noah would sit on the goat, Bridgette on Eva’s shoulder (there's some tension hinted there), and Izzy on Noah's.

Eva would make a joke about how she's surprised Noah could hold up Izzy, and be met with a snarky (but lighthearted) comment on response. Izzy ends up laughing along and pokes Noah on his cheek, which he merely rolls his eyes at.

This'll be the moment Alejandro realizes he can't just befriend Bridgette, and that maintaining a positive relationship with the rest of his team is a need. He'd notice the tension between Eva and Bridgette and make a mental note of it as he continues portraying this leadership facade. (He was so gonna confront Bridgette about this later).

When Alejandro is on top, Noah would make his "Wow, I'm impressed" followed by a confessional from Eva (after Alejandro's confessional) saying "Noah isn't impressed by Alejandro using basic weight distribution. He's surprised pretty boy is smart." (What could Team Escope say? He looked like a Justin 2.0). Someone charming and smart? That raises some flags for this trio.

Anyway, Alejandro would wish the other teams some luck before the group leaves. And they'd be the first to arrive.

(I forgot to add, but Bridgette would make a confessional saying she felt out of place, but knows she's not alone cause Alejandro was there with her. So, at least she wasn't a total outcast!)

The tricky part is when they get to the river and have to weave. With no Sierra, they'd struggle, but then again, Eva is a wildcard. We don't have much on her, but we know she's been working on her anger and she has been a stunt double. So it would be reasonable for her to know (at least) the basics or weaving, right? She may not know how to explain it, but she could show her teammates how to do it, in hopes they'd understand. She's not Sierra-level weaving, but it's better than the average person!

This is when Alejandro would take Bridgette aside to inquire about her relationship with Eva, and the surfer girl would explain what happened in season 1. He'd offer to talk things out with Eva, but Bridgette refuses, saying this is something she needs to do on her own. Alejandro backs off, he knows he shouldn't be pushy with his only ally. Especially so early in the game. However, he can use her empathy against her.

Alejandro apologized to Bridgette and explained how he wanted to help her because he was new and wanted his teams approval. Bridgette then agrees for him to help her, which Alejandro smiled "sincerely" at before Noah called them over. Alejandro immediately makes his way to Eva while Bridgette hangs by Noah.

There'd be a mini scene between Eva and Alejandro, where he's learning how to weave and would try and bring up Bridgette, only for Eva to glance at him. Effectively shutting him up. (Eva's confessional: Am I doing something wrong?) Then it goes to Noah and Bridgette, who are watching the two; the former with an amused gaze, while Bridgette looks defeated. Noah takes note and asks her about it, Bridgette confesses but stops midway remembering Eva is Noah's friend. Noah reassures her before saying Eva’s been trying to make herself seem more approachable cause she wanted Bridgette to make a move. So it didn't feel forced.

And then cut to another team! (They're on a budget, not everything can be explained on screen!!)