#antoine is plotting something

[labrador44]

PLS DRAW THE REVOLUTIONARIES AS CHILDREN

drew the main four.. the guys..

[adreamoverlife]

Thinking about how Pomme is q!Antoines only child. Baghera has Dapper and Tilin, Etoiles has Dapper and Pepito, Aypierre has Richas, Bad has Dapper, but Pomme is his. He's a half crazed past scientist and possible god but he is also a father to one child and one alone. That is how much space in is his heart. And what experiments did he even do? Why does the Federation consider them a failure? Was it his "failed" research that was an overture for the eggs? What about Baghera? Was she created before or after his work? Did he know? And what about Aypierre? They were watching Pierre for years, did he know then? How long has this gone on? How long does the betrayal backlog? How long has Pomme been an only child? In the Watchful Scribes library at The End of The World there is no place for her.

(this post is brought to you by this clip that still drives me crazy to this day.)

[lsleofthelost]

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[bad268]

I remember you said you’d be so down if clingy Kimi became a series so here’s another “clingy” kimi request.

Kimi antonelli w a short reader. (She’s not short she’s just average size but he’s not convinced).

He’s picking her up any chance he gets to, he’s kissing her forehead and treating her like a stuffed animal. His behavior is prominent during f2 when Kimi gets a DNF coz something went wrong w the car. When he gets to the garage, he rushes to look for reader and when he finds her he’s picking her up and making a beeline to drivers room for a cuddle and reassurance.

"Average" (Andrea Kimi Antonelli X Short-ish! Reader)

Clingy Antonelli Universe (can be read as a stand-alone)

Fandom: RPF/F2/F3

Requested: Clearly (I didn't make being short a plot, but it's there lol)

Warnings: None

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 1053

Summary: Kimi needed some reassurance after that race (and you're never leaving his side).

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

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Immediately after the race, it was like you could not get a second to yourself. It was normal to you, but for some reason, this race brought out a whole different level of cling out of Kimi. 

This DNF was not something he needed when he was in the title fight. However, it was only the sprint race! He would be starting on the front row for the feature race. Still, it was not fun to have to retire when your breaks start smoking in any situation.

You knew as soon as you saw that Kimi’s car was smoking that you were not going to have any personal space for the foreseeable future. It was not something that happened a lot, but when it did, you had no objections. 

He made his way out of the car after parking up in the garage, so the mechanics could get started on it and hopefully, fix the brakes before the feature race. Immediately after his helmet and balaclava were off, he was searching for you. You were not standing in your normal spot in the back of the garage, so he had to do a little bit of searching.

It did not take too long as he found you standing with Toto and Susie at the pit wall. He walked straight up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he listened to a couple of his team talk about the plan for tomorrow. Eventually, you could feel him getting restless just standing there, listening to all of the things that went wrong and what he would need to be aware of tomorrow. You subtly gave a look to Antoine, and he immediately caught on, letting you two go. That’s when Kimi turned his attention to Toto and Susie. 

“I’ll do better tomorrow, I swear,” Kimi sighed as he looked at them and fidgeted with his (and your) hands. 

“That’s not necessary, Kimi,” Toto said immediately, “It’s not your fault. It’ll be fixed for tomorrow, and we’ll get to see your real potential then.”

“Thank you,” He smiled as he turned to you. “I think now’s a good time to head out, right?”

You nodded, knowing what was next. He placed his arms on the back of your thighs, and he prompted you to jump into his arms. The team was used to it at this point, having been witnesses to this earlier in the season, but you had long since cared about their thoughts of it. You would do anything to make Kimi feel better, and if being as close to you as physically possible made that happen, you would not stand in his way.

He carried you back to his driver’s room. It was a ritual at this point. He would retire the car, pick you up, and then you two would hide away in his driver’s room and watch a show or movie until the race was over. 

He set you down on the couch before going off to take a shower and change while you took out your laptop. It was always the same movie that cheered him up, so you queued it up while you moved to grab a water and snack.

Of course, Kimi. being the taller mf he is, put all of your favorite snacks on the top shelf. And sure, you could get a chair and grab them yourself, but you heard the shower turn off. It would take longer to find a chair, grab the food, get down, and put the chair away than it would to just wait for Kimi to grab them for you.

It did not take long for him to come out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He was also holding a Prema hoodie, but you knew he would give it to you. You just stood by the shelves of snacks, pouting and waiting for Kimi to notice you. He set the hoodie on the couch before he saw where you were standing.

“Are you too short to reach?” He chuckled lightly as he slowly walked over to you, easily grabbing the snacks from over your head.

“I’m not short,” You groaned as you wrapped your arms around his waist as he grabbed the snacks. “I’m average. You’re just tall.”

“Pff, ‘average’,” he tsked as he shook his head, “Whatever helps you get by.” He then turned to wrapping one arm under your arms to lift you up and carry you to the couch. He set you down, helping put the hoodie over your head. Then, he went to grab all of the snacks to put them on the coffee table. Kimi laid down behind you and pulled you down to lay on his chest. “Is this okay?”

“If it makes you feel better, it’s perfect,” You whispered as you placed a small kiss on his jaw before resting your head on his chest and carding your fingers through his hair. “You know tomorrow will be better right?”

“Yeah,” He sighed as he fidgeted with the hem of your (his) hoodie. “It just sucks when the head of your future team is watching you retire the car and there is nothing you can do about it.”

“You may not be able to do anything about it now, but what you told the team will help them solve the problem for the feature. You’re on the front row tomorrow, and everyone knows that P2 has the best line into turn 1. It’s better the car retired for the sprint race.”

“You’re right, when are you not?” He laughed as he planted a kiss on your forehead before leaning forward to press play on the movie. “Seems like you always know what to say in these kinds of things.”

“I just know you, and what makes you feel better,” You chuckled with him. “Plus, deep down, you know that it wasn’t your fault. And you know that tomorrow will be better. I’ll be there for your prerace ritual, so no bad luck for the feature race.”

“You’re not leaving my side ever again,” He teased as he held you tighter against his body. “At least, during a race weekend. I’ll carry you around if I have to.”

“You already do, so it wouldn’t be any different.”

~~~

Part 3 ->

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[eviestardust]

I’ve been seeing a couple posts going around talking about how, in the latest episode, Arthur states he “doesn’t believe in anything after death” and how that doesn’t really make sense seeing as he’s been to the waylay. As an atheist, I’d like to put my two cents in if that’s alright!

Firstly, I’d like to talk about how important being an atheist is to Arthur’s character. After thinking about his past for just a bit, it becomes obvious that any sort of religious ideals Arthur vaguely followed was just to fit in (ie. marrying Bella). People like Daniel shoved religious values into to Arthur’s face for the longest time, and he clearly became resentful towards religion because of that.

Arthur’s lack in a religion, or even a belief in an afterlife, doesn’t necessarily come from a place of lack of proof. It comes from his own stance against a higher being. This is something I find quite relatable myself, as even if there was a form of irrefutable proof in a god, it wouldn’t change that I’m an atheist.

On the other side of things, even if Arthur needed to stop being an atheist after having irrefutable evidence, the waylay isn’t that evidence. He couldn’t remember it upon initial return, and when he eventually did, it’s not like the waylay couldn’t have been a temporary place after death or a circumstantial thing for Arthur himself. We as the audience may know that it’s not those things for the sake of plot, but Arthur wouldn’t.

As a sort of follow up, Arthur having proof that Faroe didn’t fully disappear also does not mean that he has to believe in an afterlife. Just because Faroe became a flame, does that mean everyone has somewhere to go after they die? To Arthur, probably not!

Again, while I think it can be argued that all of this can be evidence for Arthur to personally believe in the existence of an afterlife, I don’t think that’s the important thing here. Arthur’s atheism is a fundamental part of his character. For him to turn around, after repeatability finding his own meaning in his life by it lacking any meaning at all, and say “well hey there might be an afterlife there was that one time” would just be completely ill-fitting narratively. It’s the solidarity between Antoine and Arthur in this moment by not believing in an afterlife that makes the scene function.

I hope these points don’t come off as aggressive or patronizing, I simply want to put in my perspective as someone who finds Arthur’s form of atheism especially relatable and realistic ✨❤️

[isa-ghost]

AU where Cucurucho can see through all the Fed workers'........ well they don't have eyes, but don't worry about it.

Do I even have to mention the angst potential between Tubbo and Fred? Or Walter Bob? Or any of the other workers we or the islanders actually got kinda emotionally invested in?

Something something eventually he can see through the islanders that work for/with the Federation's eyes too. Cellbit, Fit, Foolish.

Maybe also the ones that have pasts with or get too close to the Feds or Cucurucho himself. Bagi, Baghera, Jaiden.

And maybe also the ones the Feds have kidnapped and done things to. Phil, Felps, Pac, Mike, Roier.

Maybe the latter two groups aren't compromised yet, but Cucurucho certainly has aspirations to get to that point.

Once the islanders who aren't compromised are told about what's happening, paranoia explodes among the islanders. They start suspecting each other despite trying their best to keep trust strong. They start wondering if the eggs are being used too. Even SecurityCraft cameras start getting suspected.

This is the shit the Codes were trying to warn them about. They Know. They're the previous iteration of islanders.

It's Etoiles's time to shine. Granted, several candidates that were being considered eligible to join The Resistance are now compromised or Could Be compromised, but they can figure that out as they go.

He builds an underground meeting place in the spirit of Order Theoritas. He'd use The Order itself if it weren't for Cellbit being compromised and having full access to the hideout he built. This is the place he'll use to sort out what to do to stop Cucurucho, or at least to find a way to disconnect his eyes from the islanders. He calls it La Résistance Aveugle, which translates (perhaps incorrectly because Google Moment) to "The Blind Resistance."

He definitely finds a way to disconnect the eyes at some point, bringing the saved people under The Resistance's wing, letting them recover from it before recruiting them to help save the others.

At first The Resistance is made up of the other people who have been Touched by the Code. Charlie, Maxo. Luzu (or more accurately, Arin) is also vaguely involved, more like another informant that's not physically in the picture.

The Codes do their best to get Etoiles intel from within the Federation ASAP in an effort to try and stay one step ahead of Cucurucho, or at least so they have some ability to anticipate what the Federation's next move(s) will be.

Etoiles decides it's most important to seek out the vulnerable islanders and recruit them first, before Cucurucho can get to them. Bagi, Baghera, Jaiden, Phil, Felps, Pac, Mike, Roier.

But he's not going to just welcome them in so easily. They're essentially quarantined in a secret location meant to look like where The Resistance is based, but in reality it's a decoy. In this place, they're screened and monitored for a period of time to ensure The Feds didn't beat The Resistance to them.

Once they pass all the tests to ensure they're not compromised yet, they're brought into The Resistance officially and brought to the REAL hideout. And there's a diabolical plot twist I'm planning for this part. :)

Phil and Roier pass the tests for sure. Roier is particularly feisty throughout the process, he wants to save Cellbit ASAP. Phil's hatred of The Federation is potent. Etoiles trusts them wholeheartedly by the end of their testing. Codebreakers and Bloodhounds >>>>>>.

While the processes with The Vulnerable are ongoing, The Resistance also try and reach out to people they're confident haven't been compromised yet. Tubbo, Bad, Tina, Pierre.

It's a long shot to contact them, but they try to go to the people who are rarely around too, since they're also unlikely to be compromised. Missa, Mariana, Niki, Mouse.

Etoiles has mixed feelings about it, but out of necessity he forms a blacklist of members he absolutely refuses to recruit, for the sake of keeping things secure. Quackity, Antoine, Vegetta. He has valid reasons for all of them.

Tubbo's on board immediately, he's been grilling Cucurucho and challenging him since his first days on the server. With his intelligence and ability to plan combined with Etoiles's skills, The Resistance surely stands a better chance.

They successfully assemble Bad, Tina, Pierre, Missa, Niki, and Mariana (after an Average Slimariana argument and subsequent hatefucking). Mouse's correspondence is pending (she's a very busy demon!) but Tina and Niki are able to vouch that she'd be likely to help them too.

By the end of all their recruiting, The Resistance consists of Etoiles, Tubbo, Bad, Tina, Pierre, Missa, Niki, Phil, and Roier. Hopefully Bagi, Baghera, Jaiden, Pac, and Mike will join them soon, they're still going through their screenings. (Pac especially is working hard to earn their trust, he wants to save Fit as much as Roier wants to save Cellbit).

I'm gonna place this fic pre-Purgatory, which means the eggs are actually missing at the moment. It makes things easier plot-wise, LMAO.

But that isn't stopping Niki. She proposes The Resistance devotes a portion of themselves to figuring out what to do about finding the eggs. They can't just abandon the kids! Suffice to say it's a controversial idea to The Codes, but she has a point. Much spicy debating to be had about it.

As THE babysitter ever, Bad volunteers to assist her, though he also intends to be in the thick of everything, not just lingering on the side worrying about the thing they were all trying to resolve prior to this whole crisis.

Phil basically joins Bad, because 90% of his reason for living on the island are Chayanne and Lullah. But make no mistake, he too wants to be a smidge more involved. Anything for a reason to beat The Federation's ass. He also has experience with these kinds of things thanks to The Syndicate, he has wisdom to offer.

Ideally, over time and through so much DELICIOUS suspense and tension and angst, they'd find a way to stop Cucurucho. But I don't know if I'd end the story 100% happy so maybe not Everyone can be saved. I dunno. It wouldn't be a completely unhappy ending though. :)

EDIT: I GOT MORE.

This fic will be called Eye Spy With My Evil Eye! :D

Every chapter's title will complete the phrase, Chapter 1 being "Something... Wrong."

It'll start off with Cellbit, and he's the first to have a moment where a weird encounter with Cucurucho sets off alarm bells that something is more off than usual. Cue Investigator Mode.

Fit and Foolish will have similar moments in the chapter where something is Just not right enough for them to get wary there's some new fuckery afoot, but unlike Cellbit they kinda brush it off.

I'm incredibly proud of how I characterize Foolish already and in classic me fashion, my notes on the chapter are fucking hilarious. Behold:

After they each have their "Well that's even more weird than usual" moment, the chapter will return to Cellbit as he contacts Fit and Foolish because he suspects that their association with The Federation is doing something to them in a similar vein to how the Codes have affected Etoiles, Charlie, and Maxo.

The Horrors(tm) will unfold from there, I already have 4 chapters plotted and it'll definitely be more than that. No idea how long the fic will be in total though.

[thenotoriousscuttlecliff]

What We Do For the Shadow

Ishamael: Creepy paper. Creepy paper. Creepy-oh! Multipack! --- Lanfear: A joke has a punchline. And you wouldn't know a punchline if it ran over your scrotum with a penny-farthing! --- Rahvin: Listen, I don't know about you, but I'm very much in the mood for some sexual intercourse. --- Moghedien: I have my trail mix, not to eat, of course, but to shove into the crevices of the seats. --- Graendal: It seems that, uh, government workers are immune to hypnotism. It's like their souls are dead or something. --- Lanfear: Has living in the Two Rivers made you a big wet pussy? --- Rahvin: She said that my pornos were boring, which is an unbelievable reaction. I showed her a century's worth of my pornos. That's a lot of porn. I don't think she followed the plots. -- Asmodean: I was doing the bloody disco a hundred years before any other fucker. --- Lanfear: You are supposed to support me when I want to murder someone! --- Ishamael: If I find I'm in a situation where an idiot is complaining to me, you can either kill them or you can pretend to listen to them. --- Moghedien: The previous owner, he mysteriously disappeared, because I killed him. --- Ishamael: All secret meetings take place in the fancy room. --- Asmodean: I can play anything, I don't give a monkey's. Whether it's a three-way plunk box, Antoine Sax's metallic clarinet, or the chin grinder's wind pianooooo.

[scaryscarecrows]

It’s easier than he would have thought, to read a faceless human.

Oh, sure, the voice modulator (he was right, Darth Vader’s reject cousin) makes everything sound either snarky, demonic, or both. There’s no getting around that. But the Arkham Knight’s really not that complicated, either.

Something bad happened to him, that much is obvious. Last week, somebody made a crack about ‘carve your fucking face off’, which, honestly, was pretty tame. Antoine’s heard worse from friends. The Knight, however, had ninja-hi-ya’d over to him, gouged his eyes out with a knife and then taken off several fingers. So that was fun and normal and completely fine.

(It was none of these things. And he’d been tense as hell for the ride back. Antoine would be lying if he said he felt completely safe after that.)

He has a personal vendetta against Clippy.

He’s usually pretty quiet, which Antoine had initially chalked up to plotting and now is about eighty percent sure is actually just awkwardness. He pulls into a ball if he thinks Antoine’s not watching him. (Which is never, because the guy’s fucking scary. Mirrored aviators are a classic for a reason: they cover enough of your eyes to hide things.)

[lyricthecat-12]

Why is Scourge The Hedgehog a great villain?

Scourge The Hedgehog is probably one of Archie Sonic's most popular and iconic characters, and personally, I think he's also a great example of how to achieve something great despite having a simple concept:

Debuting in STH #11, the character was introduced as an alternate version of Sonic who was physically identical to him but whose personality was completely opposite. Basically, he was the typical evil doppelganger from an alternate universe where the good guys are bad and the bad guys are good

Not much more could be expected from this stage of the comic, made up of simplistic and comical children's stories. In fact, initially the character didn't even have a name to begin with, it wouldn't be until issues later that Karl Bollers would name him Evil Sonic in SSS #10. And really during this time, the character didn't do much to stand out, establishing himself as a recurring villain but one that wouldn't reach the threat level of others like Robotnik, becoming a minor nuisance as time went on. Something that would remain once the comics evolved into something more serious.

Evil Sonic wouldn't have a notable role again until the infamous STH 150#, where he would try to impersonate Sonic in order to take advantage of the benefits of being Sonic. This story is controversial and hated for several more than understandable reasons, starting with the fact that we are talking about issue 150, which was decided to be starring a simple story that becomes unsufferable at times due to very questionable creative decisions.

(And I'm opening an aside here to take advantage and deny the unnecessary fuss that there was regarding a certain cursed panel. Much has been said regarding this panel and it is usually used as ammunition to rant against the comic and Scourge, so let's get this straight once and for all;

Scourge and Bunnie did NOT have sex. Yes, it's obvious that the panel has a certain rather obvious mischievous air but beyond a dirty joke, which in fact was not the only one at this stage, there's no point in trying to see beyond it. It was just a fleeting moment and without any repercussions for the characters and the plot. In fact, if we try to investigate further we'll see that to begin with it's impossible for it to have happened, since Bunnie is robotized from the waist down and just in the previous panel she was reluctant when Evil Sonic became more cuddly.

The comic's own encyclopedia establishes more or less clearly that Bunnie could not have children while being robotized, so it rules out that her robotic parts don't work like organic ones.

And about the kids of Bunnie and Antoine de la Light Mobius, Belle and Jacques, are both confirmed to have been born without their robotic parts, which was actually explicitly shown in SU 26, so Bunnie was most likely de-roboticized, as was established in another probable future much earlier and would eventually happen in the main series. So not, Scourge is not a rapist, it's still not a pretty situation but there isn't need to exaggerate even more)

Although Karl Bollers intended to give a darker twist to this plot, in the end it would only remain as a boring story whose greatest achievement would be to be the foot for the resurgence of Evil Sonic in STH 160 #. When he and Rouge tried to steal the Master Emerald again, which ends up causing a confrontation with Locke that would end with a total facelift for Evil Sonic.

At first, it seems like a simple redesign so that he doesn't look like Sonic with accessories and that's it, but in truth this was just the first step for Scourge to get an identity as an antagonist beyond a recurring annoyance. And that's the key word we have to keep in mind when we talk about Scourge:

Identity

Later, in STH 172# during a fight Scourge tells Sonic that if circumstances went wrong, Sonic would end up being like him, to which Sonic turns the matter around by mentioning that if Scourge wanted to he could end up being a hero like him.

Here the key focus is Scourge's reaction, because from here he begins to reflect on himself and who he really is; He's an alternate version of Sonic, one of the thousands and millions of versions that we know exist, so where does that leave him? Is he really just that, an Evil Sonic who if he wanted to could be good and thus be exactly like the countless other Sonic's that exist?

With this conflict in mind, Scourge would return to his home world with the intention of forging an image of his own, not only for himself but also for inhabitants of Anti-Mobius, now renamed 'Moebius'. No longer would they be just the evil doubles of the good ones. He would become a true plague and all them would be respected by all.

The best thing is that this conflict not only impacts Scourge, but also Sonic, since at the end of the day Scourge is a possibility, something that could have been or could be, and once that manifests itself, it remains an underlying fear and in turn a motivation for Sonic, to keep fighting and avoid ending up broken like his twin.

And that is another key word when we talk about Scourge; Broken. As this conflict develops, in STH 192# Scourge's background and motivations are finally properly investigated. We are told how, contrary to the close relationship between Sonic and his father, Anti Jules put his son aside for his own interests.

Looking back, Scourge and Sonic's childhood was quite similar as both had to grow up without the support of their parents, but while Sonic was separated from his parents because of Robotnik and was eventually able to meet them again, having in the middle the support and unconditional love of his uncle and his friends who motivated him to fight for the common good, Scourge always had his parents but they simply didn't care, even if Anti Bernadette is not mentioned knowing how her version of Mobius Prime is, brave, kind and caring, it is easy to deduce that she would be similar or even worse than Anti Jules.

He didn't have a loving family that instilled heroic values ​​in him, he didn't have a group of loyal friends to support him and he didn't have any kind of guidance or incentive to improve or fight for the common good either. He was always alone, surrounded by malicious or equally damaged people who never even saw him as an equal. In this scenario, Scourge's mind was filled with bad thoughts that caused him to choose to seek attention through fear and the supposed respect it would bring him.

At this point, it's no longer just "A bad Sonic for no reason" we are now faced with a Sonic who, as a result of years of loneliness, misunderstanding and rejection, changed his course in the opposite direction.

“But if what he wants is attention and respect, why doesn’t he become a hero like Sonic?”

Because for Scourge that wouldn’t be a solution, he wants not only to be respected but he also wants to be SOMEONE beyond another version of the hero of the multiverse. His internal shortcomings and insecurities and his desire for greatness make him want to go beyond just being feared in his world, and that’s why he insists on fighting Sonic to consolidate his identity as a superior and unique individual.

This insecurity is reflected more explicitly during the Scourge Lockdown Arc, where after being imprisoned and subjected to constant abuse, Scourge lets out his most fragile side: a broken child who does what he can to survive and who constantly feels abandoned and rejected by everyone around him.

Now Scourge has finally stopped being that generic and flat villain that he was at the beginning, he is now a character with a well-defined background and credible motivations, a solid development and who genuinely can be a great threat if he wants to. And the best and most impressive thing is that this effect was extrapolated to other characters with whom he interacted;

I previously made a post talking about how Fiona's evolution into a villain ended up contributing positively to her character, so I recommend taking a look at it. But now, I will only say that I know that many see her relationship with Scourge as something forced, but personally I think that their union is interesting and gives a lot of room for play, because in truth both have more similarities than they appear at first glance; Both are children who were abandoned by those they trusted, they grew up without any kind of positive support and they got the idea that they couldn't trust anyone and at present, neither of them are understood in their respective worlds and are seen as simple criminals

Scourge wasn't the cause of Fiona's change but he was the trigger for it to happen, because in essence he offered her a way out of a lifestyle in which she couldn't fit even it she tried and instead of judging her for her choices like others, he showed that he liked her with all her nuances.

And later something similar would happen with the Destructix. Thanks to their association with Scourge, there was room to give each of them their own background, ideologies and motivations, turning them into interesting characters beyond the flat villains they had been until then.

In conclusion, Scourge is a good example of how despite having a simple concept as a base, with a good reimagining and execution you can offer something interesting and memorable

It's a shame that his story will be left unfinished with the promising direction that they had prepared for him but even so, I consider him to be a great example of how to reinvent a character and develop a villain.

And it really bothers me when people mocks him by calling him "Sonic's Joker" for a reference that wasn't even the main focus and the really significant part of the exchange was the answer of Sonic and the impact in Scourge.

Or just denigrate him by calling him "flat" or "generic" without understand what precisely THAT is the point and the grace of Scourge's character: A villain who started out as a cliché, so that he himself realizes the insignificance of his existence as "an evil Sonic" and for that reason he seeks to evolve, become more than he has always been and become a threat in every sense.

[cheezb6llz]

God, this is such a weird request, but can I get some Yandere!Antoine D’Coolette headcanons? My French coyote boi never gets the love he deserves.

I do have a bit of a plot idea, but feel free to change it if you want to:

Reader is who Antoine goes to rant to about Sonic being a jerk (or, if we’re talking IDW, set after SatAM) and Reader actually understanding/agreeing with him. He finds himself falling into obsessive love with Reader, as they’re the only one who shows him any compassion or just positive feelings towards him.

He can’t have Sonic ruin this for him.

It’d be such a shame if everyone’s favorite blue speedster were to run into the blade of his sword by total accident.

Perhaps, the Reader accidentally sees it happen and a chase between the coyote and the Reader ensues. It ends with Reader being caught and carried away to Antoine’s place.

I’m sorry if this was too much. I just have a lot of thoughts about Yandere!Antoine.

YANDERE ANTOINE D'COOLETTE X READER HEADCANONS!!!

omg i was reading the comics and i saw antoine and i was like WAIT I GOT A REQUEST FOR THIS DUDE so here you go zoinks

wow look at him. i hope my french classes are paying off.

Antoine would harmlessly vent to you. He'd come up to you whenever Sonic would humiliate him or upstage him. He'd sigh out "You would not believe ze nerve of zat blue imbecile today!"

And to his surprise, you actually agreed with him! Laughing and complaining a bit with him. You actually understood.

It starts small, your laugh stuck in his head and he started practicing jokes in the mirror just to hear it again. "..Zey will surely laugh at zis one, non?"

He starts following you around, innocently, curiously, until jealousy started to gnaw at him every time somebody else got your attention.

Every interaction with you replayed in his mind at night like some dramatic soap opera, he'd flop on his bed reminiscing about you.. How he could win you over.. "Mon dieu.. Zey are tres beau.."

He would send you anonymous love letters. Flowery and over the top.. And even though they didn't have his name on it, you could absolutely tell who they were from.

He started collecting little things you left behind. A hair tie, a sticky note, a glove, whatever he could get his hands on that he felt you wouldn't miss too much. He keeps them in a little box under his bed labeled "Mon amor."

Talks to himself about you CONSTANTLY,, "Today zey looked at me.. It means something. It must." just randomly goes on dramatic monologues about you. even a casual little compliment makes his whole day. "Ah.. Zey said I was brace.. Moi! Brave!"

If anyone flirts with you he is a burning anxious jealous WREEEECK! Just watching from a distance like "Zey cannot have you.. Non. You are mine, even if you don't know it yet."

Practices confessing to you in the mirror for weeks. "Mon trésor.. you are ze light in my cruel and dark world!"

In his head he already refers to you as "mon amour." He starts to become convinced someone else is just about to steal you away from him and that cannot happen. Not when he's been waiting this long, not when you're his. That thought came when he saw you laughing and joking with the blue blur himself, Sonic.

He couldn't take it anymore.

The next night, he cornered Sonic. Sonic would never expect him to do something like that, so you could say it was pretty shocking when Antoine's sword "accidentally" drove into the hedgehog. "Ah.. oops, mon erreur.."

Unfortunately for Antoine, you happen to be a witness, the worst one possible in fact. When he turns and sees you, his stomach drops. "Mon amour-! You should not have seen zat.." He immediately panics, chasing you out through the woods, yelling about how he could explain. "Y/N, S'il vous plaît!" All you could think about was getting out of there.

He catches you, scooping you up despite your protests and carrying your tired body bridal style as he murmurs apologies and little french sayings. "Shh, it's alright now.. you are safe.. with me.." You were too exhausted to fight back, the adrenaline wore off.

He carried you his little residence in Knothole, he would simply have to hope nobody would find out until he could find a more secluded space. He had a few locks on the doors, flowers on the windowsill, it eerie but decently cozy..??

He treats you like a beloved spouse immediately. He cooks for you, brushes your hair/fur, brings you little love letters written in some messy hybrid of french and english..

Whenever you resist or try to get away he gets teary and desperate. "Am I not good enough, mon amour..? Do you not.. feel what I have felt for so long?" He's still convinced you'll learn to love him back one day.. I mean, is he not the perfect husband???

Over time, you give up on resisting. His over the top tenderness started to wear you down, the kindness felt.. somewhat good, still hard to accept. The soft words of adoration in THAT ACCEENNNTTT, and Antoine notices. He clings to every little sign of your growing compliance. "Ah.. you smiled! mon coeur! See? Zis is ze happiness I promised you, non?" He kisses your hand. "We are meant to be, you and I, mon amour."

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give this man more love on the internet i saw like no x readers for him AU REVOIR??????

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*kicks open the door*

Veilguard time travel au but the ones sent back in time are faction leaders!

Sure, they would very much like to prevent the Sixth Blight from happening at all or at least make sure it's less devastating, and kick Solas' ass while they at it.

But!

Do you think Rook and co. kept them up-to-date on their various (mis)adventures?

I think the fuck not!

Sure, they might be aware that Rook was doing something with those other people over there, but who and what and why and when? Not a chance! They're not even sure of everything that Rook was doing for them. Or who all those people following Rook actually are.

Meaning: there are half a dozen different plots happening at the same time and they are all going to collide at some point!

Featuring:

Viago and Teia staging a daring prison break to rescue Lucanis and murder Calivan and Zara. (Illario is already knocked out by Viago's best sedatives and stashed somewhere in the Diamond.)

Evka and Antoine not quite taking over the Grey Wardens but they definitely aren't following the First Warden's orders as closely as they should. They might possibly be looking for Isseya to nip the entire griffon-napping in the bud.

Ashur trying to juggle Aelia, the Threads, the Venatori's upcoming coup and the slightly panicking Tarquin. It's a work in progress. (He's mainlining Neve-coffee. He's that stressed.)

Strife and Irelin wondering how they should break it to Bellara that her brother is not dead. He just ran off to join a demon-summoning cult. And speaking of demon summoning, they should probably deal with that too.

Isabela absolutely grabbing Taash and going after the Dragon King before he pulls that shit again.

Vorgoth going to deal with Johanna. Meanwhile a slightly alarmed Emmrich wonders where Myrna's sudden interest in Manfred's education came from and why is she insisting the skeleton needs more trips outside the Necropolis.

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Finally getting back to my Archie Sonic redraw series. Cover #2 of the original miniseries!

Timelapse of this is available on my Bluesky.

Some thoughts on this piece and on this issue below ⤵️

For this piece, I knew I wanted to play a bit w/ dynamic posing or perspective. So I pulled out a perspective grid instead of just winging it and managed to do something I'm pretty happy with! The missile certainly gave me trouble and I still think the perspective there was a little wonky. Maybe using a 3D model would have helped haha.

CSP users, this was the perspective grid I used btb!

It didn't come to me until I was finishing up the piece that it looks more like Sonic is dodging out of the way of the missile rather than running away from it...Oh well! I suppose it can be viewed either way lol

As for the background, I knew I didn't want to do just black lines on pure yellow, so I decided to look to Sonic Mania for inspiration! Particularly the Sonic Mania opening. Mania's OP REALLY nailed the classic sonic aesthetic and low and behold, I found the perfect moment to ref.

(Also they REALLY leaned into the look of Sonic CD's animation style at points in this OP, I've realised haha. Maybe I should too!!!!!)

As for the issue of this comic itself!

I really liked it! I think of the three I've read so far, this issue is my favourite. It was very nice to see Sonic and Antoine have to work together and it was also very nice to see Tails getting some spotlight! Admittedly, I would have preferred Sonic and Antoine have to team up for the entire issue, but ultimately it still is nicely written. It feels like it would have been right at home as an episode of a cartoon. A more AoSTH take on SATAM, I suppose.

Also the humor of them introducing four mystical emeralds as a plot device when those emeralds are Not The Chaos Emeralds has not been lost on me lmao.

The next cover intimidates me a little but also excites me! Because as soon as I finish that one, I'll be able to move on to the Actual series.

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Only Blood Communion and Interview With the Vampire to go now. I'll make more elaborated posts about my thoughts once I'm done with everything, but here are some of my opinions:

TVA is absolutely my favorite (I've said it before and will say it again: the most purifying cry I had in my life, it destroyed and restored me in the best possible way), TVL, TQOTD and Prince Lestat are also on my top 4, though I don't know where to place the latter on my personal ranking. The others are sort of tied and the order changes according to specific aspects. Like, Blood and Gold covers a lot of eras and places of the world, has multiple interesting characters, so it's fun in the sense there's a lot of stuff to see, even if I'm not a Marius's fan and he isn't the best narrator imo. On the other hand, something like Merrick is more packed, just her, Louis and David (and some Lestat), but I just love her as a character and the whole story of her family. I can't really choose.

Memnoch would be the last because it was the one I struggled with (tho I loved Armand on it), I thought the concept was great and I could've loved it with a more active, intense and eventful execution. Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis is second-to-last because most of the plot was dumb to me, the part that made sense was solved in an unconvincing way, I had to do a lot of suspending disbelief even for a supernatural/sci-fi story... But it was nice to have so many characters I love reunited, even if some didn't have lines, it's nice to know they're around and I enjoy the vampires having sort of a healthy little community.

Favorite character is definitely Armand, then Lestat, then Pandora, Maharet, Mekare, Flavius, Merrick, Bianca, Gabrielle, Mona, Benji, Avicus and Petronia (they didn't appear much and did awful brutal stuff, yes, but having an intersex/gender-fluid character was great and they had so much baggage I could empathize with them). Most after Armand and Lestat are tied. I don't know if I'd call Benedict a fave, but I'm somewhat attached to him (and I KNOW about those spoilers). I LOVE Vittorio and Ursula too and I hope they can appear in some shape or form on the show. I don't looooove Antoine, but he's alright to me. He just seems to be a poor/broke dude who wants to live, have friends and dedicate his existence to his hyperfixations and I can relate because same lol. I get him.

Favorite pairings (either as an OTP or brotp): Lesmand (👑👑👑), Pandora and Flavius (👑👑), Maharet and Mekare (👑, they just don't get more crowns because they don't appear as much as I wanted 😔), Armand and Benji and Sybelle (as duos and a trio), Armand and Riccardo, Armand and Bianca (pretty much Armand and everyone that isn't Marius lol), Lestat and Mona (their childish siblings-coded beef entertains me), Maharet and Jesse and Vittorio and Ursula (👑👑). I wish I had seen more of some characters/dynamics, tho.

MAYBE I could tolerate Marius and even love Magnus (he seems to have a sad and interesting story) if all I'd seen of them had been the content of the last trilogy, but given the previous books, I'm not sure I can enjoy Anne's decisions. I have a lot of mixed feelings about Magnus apologizing and Marius's behavior not even being seen as something to apologize for in the first place, but that's for another post.

Some of the books I would've been able to read and love with or without the show, some I only read to get information, but I'm mostly glad I'm equipped with so much of the lore now. That's not to say there aren't problematic things even for the genre that I need to compartmentalize and ignore (to some extent and not completely) for my enjoyment, because there is a lot of that, but it hasn't been a waste of time. And I'm glad I know what can happen in the future, make silly little fancasts and have events to look forward to seeing on the series. Obviously, opinions can change with the next books, when I re-read the novels or even with conversations and discussions... And that makes me excited as well.

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Missing In Action 16 Chapter 16: Vestige Eve

It’s almost time to try and jog Spy’s memory. But there’s some things he needs to know first.

Pauling knew it was time to make her entrance when Spy’s wails echoed off the walls.

Spy needed to know that the old Admin was dead, even though it was recent. They’d tell him everything else in order, but letting him think Helen was plotting was too cruel. It was important he saw Ms Merriam alive and well first, too.

“But how can zhis be? Twenty five years?-“ Young Spy’s head snapped to face Flo as she entered the Medbay. Confusion melted into seething rage behind his eyes.

“What did you do?” Pauling hesitated despite herself. Spy had always been imposing; he was a mercenary after all. But he’d never really been angry with her, not like this. Even a few days ago he’d been trying to hide it. Not anymore.

“I didn’t cause this. Neither did the old Administrator, when she was alive.”

“Liar.” Uh oh.

“I- I’m not-“

“You wanted to be young again. I was your lab rat, to see if it’d work. You needed my team dead to fuel your return to youth, didn’t you!”

Flo and Scout’s mom were both too surprised to speak. The theory was absurd, but the more Pauling thought about it, the more it made sense.

The old Administrator used the Malum deaths to rejuvenate somehow, and their youngest and only surviving member as her test for eternal youth. That was how 25 years could pass without him aging. Maybe he’d been in some sort of containment until recently, and then dumped in the desert.

It was going to be hard to convince Spy otherwise.

“She didn’t tamper with your age, this is a different lady. The old hag died almost two months ago.” Ms Merriam said. Pauling appreciated the help.

Still, Antoine stared her down coldly, eyebrow raised something fierce. He was looking her up and down while she choked out a reply.

“You don’t remember me yet, but I was her assistant. Somehow that made me qualified enough to take her place.. The Admin I mean, not-“

“Fine.” He grunted, siting back with an unamused glare.

“..Y-you-?“

“Zhat old demon couldn’t muster a sweet, kind act if her life depended on it. I assumed you were a body double originally.” He shrugged.

So much for her Helen impression.

“They said you got cursed by that wizard.. uh..” Scout’s mom snapped absently, trying to remember the name.

“Merasmus. That’s the real reason your team went to track him down.” Flo watched Spy’s eyebrows furrow.

“My team?”

———————————

It was him. He was the missing Spy.

Antione could not remember being their Spy. If any teammates had told him their names, he could not recall them. Nor how long they had been working together.

But logically, it began to make sense. Their Spy disappears and he just so happens to be stranded nearby. Conveniently, there was no helicopter wreckage or pilot’s corpse nearby when he woke up in the desert.

The desert Spy’s quarters were built to specifications that suited him. He found the kitchen and all the secret food pockets.

Things were organized how he would organize them. He found everything he needed in the Spy’s kitchen with ease, but not the shared one.

By some miracle all of the wine and cigarettes in the study were to his tastes, the chair at exactly the right height.

It also explained why the desert Spy looked so much like father.

Antione had resigned himself to the fact that he was father’s spitting image a long time ago. That was not what was bothering him.

No, what bothered him was that the Scout didn’t like him. From that first day at base it was obvious. Desert Scout wanted to give the study tour and get out. He hated the paintings, he didn’t want to sit in the chair, he was angry seeing his Spy’s food supply.

Why? Trying to catch those memories, the ones that held the answer, was like holding water in your hands. It slipped through Antione’s fingers every time he attempted to remember.

Scout was very, very angry with his older self, even in his absence. But Spy couldn’t for the life of him recall the reason.

Perhaps that was why he felt a gnawing sense of familiarity around the desert Scout.

They had to have had a falling out of some kind. Had they been close before? The only clue Spy found was a dreadful ache in his chest when he racked his brain for the answers.

Something very bad had happened. But Antione couldn’t apologize when he didn’t even know what he should be sorry for.

He hissed in frustration and laid back on the cot.

Merriam and the boys were okay, according to her. But she wasn’t really elaborating.

Spy was told that to break his curse, he needed to revisit his memories in order. And that might work.

Merriam brought scrapbooks from the years he couldn’t recall. If he’d actually been well, they could have taken him to the secret house where he kept said scrapbooks, but it couldn’t be helped.

Tomorrow was the day he’d look through them. Everyone else had decided to let him marinate on the fact that he was desert Spy and that the Admin was gone.

He appreciated that.

Somehow, Antione’s thoughts kept going back to desert Scout. Why, he had no idea, when all he was trying to focus on was his family.

Merriam was acting different, and that worried him. She was always so stoic, always moving forward. It was shocking to see her this remorseful.

Why should she be? He asked himself angrily.

I was the one who left, I was the one who- who… What did he do?

Spy paused in the dim nighttime glow of the Medbay.

What did he do?

Something… Something afterwards. But what did he do?

The answer was as far away as whatever he did to upset Scout.

Why? Why couldn’t he remember?! Antione smacked his forehead and choked out a frustrated sob.

———————————-

“Don’t do that!” Somebody said.

Spy clutched at his hair mid-tug, startled. A light turned on nearby and illuminated the BLU Medic.

Reluctantly, he relinquished the death grip on his hair and let his arms fall into his lap.

“What’s wrong?” The Medic asked kindly. He was a lot calmer than the RED Medic, even though they looked alike. Actually, BLU Medic seemed familiar in a way Spy couldn’t place.

“I.. don’t know! I can’t remember!”

“Ah..” Medic got a far away look in his eye. Antione felt kind of stupid for letting himself kick up a fuss over it. He must have made enough noise to wake the doctor.

“That’s sounds silly, doesn’t it?”

“Not at all.” The doctor’s voice was rough, almost pained. He sat down on a stool next to the cot. “What don’t you remember?”

Antione took a moment to answer.

“I- My ex is acting so different. I don’t know what I did to make her so upset with herself, but I must have-“

“You assume it’s your fault?” Medic interjected.

“I did something, I can feel it. But I just can’t figure out what.”

“Hm.” BLU thought for a moment. “I can’t remember things either.”

“Why?”

“Malum wasn’t the only team to lose people. They were just the first. Maybe that’s why I still remember treating you all.”

“Doctor?” It was the Malaise team Medic, his BLU Medic! “I didn’t.. I didn’t recognize you…” Spy’s voice cracked.

“Don’t hold it against yourself. Truth be told, I didn’t recognize you when we started fighting in this desert. We both got older.”

“You said you treated other teams?” Spy asked. Dr. Ludwig looked away sorrowfully.

“The respawn machines were malfunctioning because Jules Archibald thought he could cut costs. Replace some of the chemicals with cheaper, less reliable alternatives. But of course nobody knew for a while.”

“So the Admin really didn’t kill Malum.”

“No. She didn’t care to make a profit off the Gravel war. Not sure why, but it meant she wasn’t impressed with Jules’ cheap substitute fuels. Had him killed after the truth came out.”

“Oh.” They died for someone’s stupid bottom line, then. Not the Admin’s bloodlust.

“I.. I cannot remember a lot of the bad things in my life. Not just respawn failures after Malum. My mind became divided when I was small, back in Germany.”

“I’m sorry.” And he was. Antione wouldn’t wish that on anyone. Much less a friend.

“It’s not your fault. It was some sort of coping mechanism. My mind divided itself and locked those memories away, because they were too much for me to handle.”

The doctor adjusted in his seat to face Spy better with a tight lipped smile.

“You must have been very strong to cope with your bad memories all these years. However painful they are. And it seems the rest of RED will be there for you if you need their help.”

“Thank you, doctor. I.. I didn’t think I’d see you again. Im glad you’re here. Are you going to be okay?” Medic blinked and went still.

“He’s getting there.” Antione stiffened. The doctor sounded different, moved different. He cracked a wry smile.

“Your memory wasn’t the only thing that got divided, was it?” Dr Ludwig had been through more than Spy thought.

“You’re a perceptive one, aren’t you?” The more cynical and tough ‘version’ of Medic chuckled. “Yeah. I’m Bitterbose. I wasn’t around back in the day, but I’ve heard of you.”

“Nice to meet you.” Antione wasn’t sure what else to say.

“Fritz is okay, you didn’t say anything wrong.” Gritty Bitterbose Medic was perceptive too. “You just remind him of BLU Scout a lot, I think he was scared he’d start blabbering about it.”

“Um.. okay?” Spy watched the doctor rub the back of his head and look off at nothing for a second.

“Welp, goodnight kiddo.” Gritty Medic got up and left without turning off the light.

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Daryl Dixon Rewatch S1E03 - Paris Sera Toujours Paris

this ep wasn't as good as the first 2, but we got to meet Fallou and Antoine, so they made up for what felt like another ep of Daryl absolutely done with everything while relentlessly looking for a radio or a boat.

i feel like Carol's "presence" has been a constant on this show, but in this ep more than ever. her name is not mentioned, but there's at least a couple of pieces of dialogue alluring to her existence, her importance in Daryl's life, and how she is the driving force behind Daryl's urgency to get back home. more after the jump....

so Nicotero got his walker orchestra, which was cool, but def not one of the reasons i watch the show. as Daryl said this was just a stupid detour and now we gonna start doing things his way!

it bothers me how these two warrior nuns are completely useless and helpless when they have to deal with a couple of walkers. in each case, Daryl had to "save" both Sylvie and Isabelle while they were stuck dumb looking at walkers dangerously approaching them. are they warriors/survivors or what?? writers do better!

Laurent spewing some philosophical bullshit about fortitude was top TWD gimmick - kids wise beyond their years are annoying to me! but if you know me, you know i legit dislike most kids written in apocalyptic shows. adding insult to injury, Laurent be like "Not to fret, Monsieur Daryl. You will not die in Paris." *eyeroll* legit. main character plot armor. thanks, captain obvious!

in the "make everything about Carol" segment, we got "La mort et le bucheron:" i think an analogy could be made about hope, and how when we are so close to losing it all is when we hang on tightly to something and finally feel the urge to live, but to do that we need to learn how to share our burden. and i think that applies to both Carol and Daryl, if they are to move on, evolve, take the next step, they must be willing to share, to talk openly, and share their burdens with each other- let the other carry a bit of their weight.

it will never not be hilarious to me how Fallou continuously ignores Daryl's request for a radio, until he introduces him to Antoine, the pigeon guy, and their only form of communication. Daryl is SOOOO done with y'alll.

most interesting lines in the whole ep are about pigeons, heck yas! "Maybe he has a girlfriend... yes? We all have a person who waits... who waits for us somewhere." Daryl's face screamed CAROL and her name has never even have been mentioned on this show YET!!!!!

Daryl and Isa have a moment when she says they are the same, "broken until the world ended." YEAH, NAHHH. not the same! sorry girl, but your bohemian lifestyle chosen by yourself got nothing to do with how Daryl was forced to grow up and survive even before the zpoc.

omg Daryl's idiot longing face looking at the water lilies, saying it reminds him of home... and all i can think about is when Daryl took Carol to watch those Cherokee roses blooming as an apology back in s2 of the original show. that's art!!!!!!

and once again, i am not disappointed Daryl is a true man of honor, and wouldn't let Isa and Laurent suffer the consequences for a shot at getting a boat to return home. it's a very Daryl thing to do, and Isa called him out on it.

AND FINALLY she tells us something we did not know.... Daryl made a promise to whom is not revealed to get back home, and that's all he cares about. he doesn't deny it!! HE CANNOT

Daryl is just so ready to leave AGAIN!!! but not without first telling Isa she's good at making things up (ouch!!), but she needs to tell Laurent the truth.

then Daryl becomes the most reasonable person ever to have ever existed. he says, "maybe he's just a regular kid, a regular kid that got lucky and lived. maybe that's your miracle." ��👏👏 - that's Daryl being the most Daryl since ever, calling out the bullshit, and keeping shit real. i love this show for bringing him back!

Laurent runs, Codron arrives... "the reasons are everywhere." once again, right when Daryl was leaving again, something happens that stops him from doing so. the universe works in mysterious ways indeed cause what he doesn't know is that he needs to stay around so Carol can find him, and she's on her way there already!

See y'all next week for ep 4!!!

42 days left until the premiere of THE BOOK OF CAROL!!!!!

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pairing: antoine griezmann / you / Rodrigo de Paul words: 1391 warnings: fingering, nipple play, threat of public pussy eating. a/n: this is part of their upcoming series which I cannot wait to fucking share with everyone. admittedly, this part is written before I've actually got there in the plot currently, but still! enjoy!

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You realise the concept of the polyamarous relationship was something new for most, but the men’s teammates and staff had done everything to make the three of you feel comfortable and safe while in the environment of the club. And even though no-one had made any comments - or at least not to any of your faces -, being here again a year after everything had become out in the open, it had still left you feeling a little nervous. Rodri had held your hand as Antoine had rubbed a soothing pace across the bottom of you back, only for you to see that the three of you had been placed together with you in the middle had made you feel happy, if not slightly overwhelmed by your own emotions. 

The two of them had sat with their hands on each thigh as they’d talked to others while absentmindedly stroking over your covered skin, with one of them occasionally turning to you to whisper things not meant for public hearing. The way they’d both looked at you throughout the night, the subtle touches here and there and the not so subtle glances had left you feeling some sort of way.

Once home, Rodrigo had left the two of you alone while he headed to the kitchen to pour some drinks and so you’d lead Antoine upstairs. His suit jacket was left downstairs, he’d shrugged out of it as you’d kicked off your heels and as you turn to look at him, he’s following quietly behind you with the only sound coming from his footsteps. His fingers undoing his cufflinks and pushing the sleeves of his dinner shirt up to his elbows, exposing his tattoos and thick watch which lay across his wrist. It was an innocent action and yet, it felt incredibly intimate to watch. 

His eyes lift from his hands to lock with yours as he begins to unbutton the shirt from the collar down, exposing inch by inch of his chest. “Something on your mind?” 

“You ask me this, like you hadn’t spent a good portion of this evening telling me how much you want to eat my pussy while trying to hitch my dress up.” 

“I don’t know what you mean.” He smirks as he finishes opening up his shirt. You want to stroke your fingers over his shoulders, over his chest and down to the waistband of his boxer shorts…and lower. 

“Come here and put those hands of yours to use,” you say, turning around and moving your hair out of the way so that he has access to the buttons that go down the back of the dress. He’d helped you into the dress, it was only fair that he helped you out of it. 

He’s quiet as he steps towards you, fingers lightly brushing over your nape as he begins to unbutton the first one. It feels as though he’s working slowly, deathly slowly as you feel him work down your spine. When the dress falls away from your shoulder, he places a light kiss there. And another one a little higher, getting closer to your neck as he continues. You make a little happy hum as his hands near the bottom of your back, his hands gently stroking over the skin as they start their journey back up to your shoulders where he pushes the dress from your arms, and from your body. Despite the hefty price tag that they’d paid for it, it pools at your feet and lays forgotten as Antoine turns his attention to the rest of you. 

“Nice lingerie,” you feel the smirk that presses against you with each kiss. “Where’d you get it?”

“Oh, this old thing?” you say, mirroring his tone. “I can’t remember where I picked this up from,” you say, knowing full well it was an early present that was given this morning along with the dress. While the dress was planned, the underwear was very much a pleasant surprise and knowing that you were wearing it, something they’d envisioned you in gave you a little thrill. 

His hand cups your breast, thumb swiping over your nipple which protrudes through the material and you press back into his chest as he kisses higher. 

“Starting without me?” Rodri asks as he appears in the doorway, large hands grasping the glasses but his attention is on the two of you rather than the occasional spill of liquid. 

“It was only fair. I’ve waited long enough for something to happen.” you reply quietly, savouring the feel of Antoine across your skin.  

Rodrigo places two of the glasses down and takes a long drink from his own, trying to keep his eyes on you the whole time. “It’s not as though I could have laid you out on the table and eaten your pussy in front of everyone now, could I?”

“Right now, I’m wondering why not.” 

“But we’re not there now, are we?” Rodri asks as Antoine pulls your breast free and Rodrigo dips his head to close his lips around your nipple. You can feel Anto hardening against you as he presses more kisses to your skin and his fingers begin to wander down to the hem of your underwear. Your stomach sucks in, your eyes flutter closed and the breath that you sucked into your lungs begins to feel like molten lava the longer you hold it there but you only have the mental capacity right now to concentrate on one thing: what they’re doing or breathing and right now, your breathing remains held. 

As much as you try to keep your composure, the feel of both mouths and the slow descent of Antoine’s fingers into your panties is making you go against everything you’re trying to do. Your head drops back ever so slightly and it’s then that you exhale and breathe in a series of quick gulps. Antoine takes this as an opportunity to press his lips to yours, he kisses you slowly, savouring the first few moments of arousal before all rational thinking goes out of the window. 

When his tongue meets yours, a single finger drags over your clit, down your slit and the tip of it teases at your entrance enough to draw a whimper from you. 

“I love it when you make that noise.” Rodri says, lips barely leaving your skin as he does so, his tongue moving against you with each word he speaks and the scrape of his facial hair over your soft skin adds yet another delicious layer of pleasure. He swirls his tongue around your areola enough times to make you bite Antoine’s bottom lip before Rodrigo flicks his tongue over your hard nipple and lightly bites. You buck your hips before grinding against Antoine’s fingers as he sinks two inside of you. 

“Fuck,” the singular word is on the cusp of being growled when his palm rubs against your clit as his fingers sink in and out of your pussy. “I should never have agreed to this arrangement.” you tell them, making Rodrigo pull away and straighten enough to look you in the eye. 

“And why is that?” he asks. “Because from the way I see it, you’ve benefited very well from this.”

“You would see it that way,” you say through gritted teeth as Antoine curls his fingers and presses them against that spot that always leaves your knees weak. 

“Yes, I would.” He agrees as he makes quick work to cover Antoine’s hand with his own and slowly removes his fingers from you as he pulls Antoine’s hand from your underwear. You watch as the P and E of Antoine’s tattooed fingers disappear between Rodrigo’s lips, your eyes fluttering closed as he works his tongue to clean them from your wetness. 

“Jesus Christ, I hate you.” Even with your eyes closed, you know the man in front of you is grinning. 

“Such a strong emotional response when I’ve barely started with you.” Fingers trail up over your stomach and to the edge of your bra, teasing their way along until they reach your now partially covered nipple. It takes seconds to tweak the hardness of it free again and a sharp pinch forces your eyes to open. 

“If you’re lucky and behave yourself,” Antoine whispers to your ear, “Santa won’t be the only one coming tonight.”