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isaksbestpillow · 2 months

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Iura Arata & Miura Shouhei interview on Modelpress

I translated an Ossan's Love interview with Iura Arata (Izumi) and Miura Shouhei (Kiku) on Modelpress! I skipped the introduction so this is just the interview part. Full article with pictures in the source.

First, how did it feel to get the offer for Ossan’s Love Returns?

Iura: I’ve already worked with producer Kijima Sari three times on Niji-iro karute, Ano toki kiss shite okeba, Unknown, and now Ossan’s Love. Joining a pre-existing team on a show with history puts you to the test. You think you have to bring something new to the table and you wonder what you came to do here, putting these pressures on yourself. It’s no easy feat to jump into the world of Ossan's Love in the middle.

However, what the roles I’ve gotten from producer Kijima have in common is they’ve all, in one way or another, discussed themes of overcoming the grief of losing someone. In my performance on Ossan’s Love I’m exploring new approaches to this theme within the show’s world.

Miura: I also first worked with producer Kijima on Ano toki kiss shite okeba. There are a few people whose offers I never decline, and she is one of those people. I had been watching Ossan’s Love before, so when I got the offer, I remember being more excited as a viewer that Ossan’s Love was getting a sequel.

What do you think makes Ossan’s Love so charming?

Miura: These older men are so serious and pure in their love. It’s both adorable and heartbreaking, it warms your heart to see it. As a regular viewer I was simply enjoying the show, but as soon as I entered the set, I understood the Ossan’s Love team is brimming with love, the cast and the staff all come together as a team to create this show. I understood the reason why Ossan’s Love is so loved by fans and resonates with audiences.

Iura: It’s a wonderful show first of all, one that has left its mark in our time, so entering the set made me feel even more strongly that I need to come prepared to face this work. Even so, the Ossan’s Love team took us in with open arms, and I feel the love and passion they have for this show.

You have worked with each other before. Were there moments when you felt reassured by each other’s presence amidst the pressure of filming?

Iura: I first worked with Miura-kun on Ano toki kiss shite okeba. We kissed on that show, so he’s my first same-sex kiss.

Miura: We’d already kissed before Ossan’s Love, haha.

Iura: Yes, haha. We also play a father and son on Hikaru kimi e, so we’ve been working together for about six months, and as our work together increases, we start thinking we want to try something new next time, putting these pressures on ourselves again, haha. But truly, with Miura-kun I don’t have to worry about a thing, but I don’t want to feel safe, that’s my mindset. It feels reassuring to be able to maintain that kind of a relationship, we can try new things, so working with him is a lot of fun.

Miura: Exactly. Conversely, I wonder how the relationship between our characters would’ve turned out if we’d been strangers. It’s already quite intimidating to join a team where everyone already knows each other to play a romantic relationship, and if your romantic partner is someone you haven’t worked with before, that makes it that much harder. But since my partner was Arata-san, I was safe and secure, haha.

You said you were welcomed with open arms on set. How was the filming?

Miura & Iiura: It’s such a wonderful environment!

Miura: Of course, there have been plenty of friendly shoots, but I hadn’t really experienced a filming like this before where the laughter is never-ending. It was probably the most hilarious shoot of my career. I mean, the director is howling of laughter behind the camera.

Iura: You hear laughter during the actual shoot, haha. Everyone is chitchatting right up until the test shoot. In my younger days I might’ve snapped at that and become a bothersome person, believing the set should be more charged, but Ossan’s Love makes me see this kind of shoots are good, too.

The cast and staff are all artisans with their own decks of cards, so when the cameras start rolling, it becomes a game of who plays their trump card. Everyone is so focused on their performance you start to wonder what was that happy chatter just moments earlier. This ability to switch between modes is what keeps the shooting fun.

Miura: It’s a fun but also a very balanced environment.

Do you have any anecdotes or scenes where you felt like you had entered the world of Ossan’s Love?

Iura: On my first day, I filmed a scene with Kei-kun’s Haruta where he does his “what’s going on???” reaction. I didn’t understand what was happening at all, but behind me Kei-kun was moving a lot, the world of Ossan’s Love and Haruta that I’d seen before were right there, and it made me think, “Oh, we’re filming Ossan’s Love! I’m filming Ossan’s Love!”

Miura: Mine is also from the first day, when I entered the shoot at a different time from Arata-san, I saw Kei-kun gracefully emerge from the studio bus, followed by Koutarou-san, and that’s when I thought, “Ahh, this is Ossan’s Love!”

Can you tell us more about your feelings towards your roles?

Iura: To Izumi, Kiku is someone whose presence he takes for granted, whose presence makes him feel so at ease he’s like air, like a married couple. But Izumi hasn’t caught on Kiku’s feelings at all, so even when their eyes meet and Kiku looks at him like a puppy, Izumi believes that’s just Kiku’s personality. Izumi hasn’t yet realized how grateful he should be that Kiku continues to be there for him and see him even though Izumi does nothing, but as an actor I feel the continuous love pouring out of Kiku.

Miura: Right now, Izumi-san can’t survive without Kiku, haha. He was incredible in the police force, but Kiku has seen his hopelessness since losing Akito, so Kiku feels like he should support him. In addition, he’s also in love with Izumi but bottles up those feelings, and as they spend time together, the lid on those feelings begins to crack open… I think that’s when this interview will come out, haha.

Miura: Izumi and Kiku’s story is going to unfold moving forward, but while grieving Akito Izumi also appears develop feelings for Haruta-san… How will this rice ball ball shaped love-triangle turn out?

What can we look forward to in the relationship between Izumi and Kiku?

Iura: Haha. Seriously a lot is going to happen, but what’s going to happen to Kiku… In any case, Kiku is hurt inside.

Miura: Since taking this role, I’ve mostly looked hurt. I make a heartbroken face at least once per shooting day.

Iura: Izumi and Kiku are both hurt in different ways, so they’re always heartbroken, haha. What will happen when they face each other? Or will they face each other? I hope you’ll enjoy the rest of the story, this aspect included .

#ossan's love returns #ossan's love #iura arata #miura shouhei #my translations

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inklore · 2 years

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holy diver.

premise: eddie puts those cute panties you gave him to good use.

pairing: eddie munson x richgirl!reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: eighteen+ content, masturbation, virgin!eddie, flashbacks to previous sexual escapades (oral), mentions of fucking, swallowing, literally he’s just jerkin it with readers panties.

etc: this is a part of heavy metal love, but you could read this as a stand alone/without reading the series and it be completely fine. literally no one asked for this but i’m a whore so.

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Eddie wouldn’t consider himself an overtly affectionate person.

Wouldn't say he was raised to feen off of affections, or need them for general survival. He’s sure some people would—do—look at his chaotic behvaior and lack-of-giving-a-fuck as someone who didn’t get hugged enough as a child. Which is laughable and probably one of the more generously nice rumours that he’s confident is going around about him.

You don’t get labeled as the ‘Town Freak’ without the many assumptions and assessments on your character being anything but generous.

No one would go out of their way to label him as the most overtly friendly, or approachable, therefore affectionate would never be tied onto his many labels.

And yet each time he's around you he feels a buzzing in the tips of his fingertips to reach out and touch you. To move stray hairs out of your face, let his fingers linger on the soft skin of your cheek; to move it down to your neck, run his thumb along the dip in your collarbone, to go lower—as low as you’ll let him, whether that stops at your chest or between your legs.

He figured these—feelings of affection—had only surfaced from having your mouth on him. That it was just his biological hormones getting the best of him. Would be perfectly natural in the grand scheme of things, had spent plenty of nights alone watching the few dirty movies he’d snagged from the Family Video. Had let his eyes linger a little too long on legs, asses, tits.

Wanting to fuck and be fucked was nothing new to him.

But affection was.

You were.

Of course he had remembered you from school. From the many times he caught you walking past in the halls, the few classes you had together but never looked his way. From being partnered together in Bilology, how you had looked less than thrilled to even be there let alone partnered with him—and of course, like the fucking cliché he had to be; he found you just as beautiful as the rest of Hawkins High did.

Maybe that's where the affection started.

As he watched the way you chewed on your pencap, the way your glossed lips wrapped around the blue cap, your tongue peaking out every now and then; how your eyes would meet, you catching him staring and you never scowled, scolded, just stared back at him for a beat then went back to looking down at the lab in front of you.

Or when he would try to make conversation with you, try to lighten the mood, do anything but sit in silence. Going into grave detail about Corroded Coffin, air guitaring one of his riffs, dropping some cheesy jokes just to see you smile.

“What would you call an acid with an attitude? A mean-o-acid,” there’s a long pause after he’s said the punchline, brows raised as he tries to rack his brain to remember if that’s how he heard it. “I think.”

“Did you pass Chemistry, Munson?”

“Barely.”

“Biology isn’t looking too good either is it?” You had said, covered your smile up with that bitchy humor you seemed to excel in. That seemed to only make him that much more attracted to you. So everyday he had tried to rack his brain for something stupid he could say that always got the same reaction out of you. Until one day you actually laughed. Had let it slip out, and as much as Eddie wanted to clap his hands and jump on top of the lab table in victory; he knew doing so would make your smile slip and put that crown right back in place.

So maybe that’s where it all started. Not the night he let you slide into his van and grace him with your presence. Showing him a side of you he was sure not many had seen, or would ever see.

And when the two of you had kissed—a kiss that hadn’t been his first but was enough to knock him down a peg, onto his ass and think “fuck, she really is perfect.”

When your hands had went for his belt he swore he felt his stomach in his ass. A shot of nervous adrenaline he only feels from new campaigns, or when he’s on stage playing with his band. He had half a mind to say no, knew that even his inebriated mind could tell this might not have been the best of ideas. Not in this high state of mind, and definitely not from the princess of Hawkins.

A punch to the gut from her lover boy was surely going to come tomorrow morning when he showed up roided out and angry on his doorstep.

But your eyes looking up at him, the way your lips looked so plump and red from his, how pretty you looked between his legs, how hard he was; he’d be a fucking idiot to say no.

He thought he knew the best pleasures in life already: playing DnD, rocking out to Dio, performing with the band, a six pack and a good smoke.

Then your tongue had pressed to the tip of his cock and he swore he forgot all about them, this was the only pleasure he knew. How warm and wet your mouth felt, your little moans you’d let out that sent a vibration from the base of his cock up that he could get addicted to feeling. Your eyes looking up at him as you swallowed him down; he was fucked.

And as he lays in the dark of his room, one of the street lights that linger around the trailer park filtering the tiniest bit of orange glow into the room; the soft cotton of the panties you had dropped into his lap as you left his van the other night, gripped in his hand. His cock swells in his jeans.

You had tasted so good on his tongue.

A deep groan echoes throughout the room as he runs the heel of his hand against the outline of his cock. Hips stuttering up, lips parted and releasing the weakest of breaths and gasps as he remembers your taste; how your fingers had tugged his hair, how beautiful you looked when he let his eyes drift up, how you looked on the brink of crying from how good you felt—from how good he was making you feel.

You sounded so fucking pretty moaning, saying his name.

All things he could feel himself needing more of, wanting more of to the point where he couldn’t get through a day without getting hard at the thought of you, or feeling that buzz of affection to simply just see you.

He lets out a long sigh as he undoes his belt, pushes his jeans down to his ankles. Wraps a palm around his cock, a shudder going through him as his thumb moves along the head to gather the precome leaking there. Spreading it down his shaft with the few light strokes he gives himself.

If someone had told him three years ago that he would have the princess of Hawkins in the back of his van smoking with him—filling her throat, swallowing down his come—he would have flipped them the bird.

But this seemed to be some fucking fever dream he’d stepped into. Some mystic land like Mordor; a fantasy world, and he was living in it. Loving it, a little too much.

“Shit,” he grunts, rolls his wrist at his tip.

After tasting you, feeling your pussy on his tongue, lapping at your wetness, swallowing down your sweet taste; he wanted to feel more, wanted to feel that same wetness on his cock. That tightness he had felt when he pushed his fingers inside of you.

Would you grip him just as tight? Even tighter?

Could he make you come on his cock and have you moaning his name all pretty and panting like you had when his mouth was on you?

His hips are pushing up into his fist, his head hitting the back of the pillow, eyes closed, gasps leaving his parted lips as he thinks about it. As he presses your panties against the length of his cock, the soft cotton incomparable to what your pussy probably feels like. But fuck it’ll have to do.

The thought of having you laid out for him, his mouth and fingers leaving bruises and bites along your soft skin, the way you’d push your body up to his. Sends his mind into a tailspin.

He could just pull your panties to the side and run his cock through your wetness. Knows you’d cling to him, dig your nails into his arms, his back, his hair; knows he could just slip the head in…just the tip of his cock…so slow inside of you.

“Ahh,” Eddie sinks his teeth into his bottom lip to muffle his pathetically needy groans.

He knows there’s no going back after that. Once he’s inside of you, once he’s taken you like that. How could he ever get enough of that? He couldn’t.

You’re fucking perfect on the outside and you’d be just as perfect on the inside. Addicting. Making him simmer with affection that he’s never felt before, but always labeled as shitty and irrelevant to himself.

But now he needed it. Needed to see you. To touch you. To taste you. To watch your fingers play with your pussy, wonders if you’ll let him watch you come if he asks. Wants to see your body wither and reach out for him.

Would you want to watch him? Like this? His hand, your panties, wrapped around his cock as he fucks into his fist. As his stomach tightens and contracts the closer he gets, the more he thinks about you. Always you.

Fucking you. Wanting you. Adoring you.

Eddie can’t help himself when the tiny bow on your panties catches on the underside of his tip, your name falling from his lips like a plea, a cry into the night for you to answer—with your mouth, your pussy, whatever you’ll let him touch, have, he’ll take all of you like a starved dog. Happily.

His cock is so hard, throbbing, painful in its need.

Just a few more strokes, a few more images of you on top of him—nails digging into his chest as you ride him, as your beautiful tits bounce in his face, as his hands grip your hips, your beautiful lips parted and moaning his name as you come around him, as you grip his cock so good, so tight that he’s coming too—has Eddie tensing, stomach muscles constricting as his mouth hangs open in a loud gasp of air that sounds a lot like your name, as he comes against his fingers and your panties.

“Shit.” He chuckles breathlessly, uses the cotton in his hands to clean himself up. Thinks you’d look fucking amazing covered in his come, wonders if you’d let him.

Or if you’d lick the come from his rings. Swallows hard at the image of your mouth wrapped around his fingers licking, sucking, just as good as you did his cock.

His hand runs through his sweat slicked bangs, yeah, he was totally fucked.

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #stranger things smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson oneshot #heavy metal love !

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bawbawbridgie · 13 days

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hey yall. thought id come on here and just translate what albus and scorpius say to each other/about each other in the script/show to normal people lingo! JUST MY OPINION

Albus: you’re a light in the darkness. (you’re MY light in the darkness)

Scorpius: Albus!!! Im fighting for Albus. (he makes me so happy and is the only person in my life that I love enough to get these stupid ass dementors off me)

Albus: Scorpius matters to me, you understand that right? (Literally my best friend that I may or may not have romantic feelings which I am yet to work out. I’m trying to get you to understand before I come out to you!)

Scorpius: I changed myself back for you. You might not of been there but you were fighting alongside me. (I thought about you everyday because I missed you so much and couldn’t stand not seeing you and being near you)

Scorpius: Still, if I had to choose a companion to be at the return of eternal darkness with, id choose you. (I don’t want to be with anyone else but you. Not just in this case, but in every other situation ever. I am also trying to work out if you actually do love me or that was just Delphi making shit up)

Albus: No offence, but id choose someone massive and really good at magic. (I am actually kidding id choose you but I refuse to admit my feelings for you so I will avoid it at all costs, even though Delphi literally just did it for me)

Ginny: you were confused, and now you’re finding wonderful clarity, which makes me very proud.(Your soulmate is literally right in front of you and I hope you can now see that)

Albus: and that’s who you want. In your palace? (Are you sure you really want Rose when I am literally right in front of you. Because I really want you even though I never admit my feelings yet here I am, admitting my feelings in a roundabout way. This is my way of saying the L word btw)

Scorpius: yes… isn’t it? (Wait. Is this you admitting your feelings or just being friendly? I don’t think I’m meant to feel this way about my best friend. But since you asked, I think a palace with you would be nice)

Scorpius: I didn’t know whether we should. In this new version of us. (I think we both secretly know we now have a different type of relationship. I want us to be ok with that and accept it. I like hugging you. Only you)

Albus: you do know right, that scorpius is the most important person in my life and might always be the most important? (This is me coming out. I really like my best friend more than you normally should and I’ve finally realised that and come to terms with it. I hope you can accept me and be ok with that.)

thank you for coming to my ted talk. comment any opinions you have, i would love to hear them xx

#they are in love your honour #forever obsessed with them #i am actually insane if you haven’t realised that yet #cursed child #hpcc #albus x scorpius #albus severus potter #scorpius malfoy #scorbus #harry potter and the cursed child #harry potter #albus potter x scorpius malfoy

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eternalbuckley · 8 months

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Insecurities. — evan buckley

SUMMARY: Reader gets insecure about their body after meeting Taylor Kelly. Buck is their to comfort them and tell them how beautiful they are.

word count: 1,166

genre: fluff, comfort | gn!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings: a tiny bit of angst, heavy fluff, reader being insecure about their body, mention about weight lose, mention of comments from bullies, established relationship, use of pet names (babe, darling, my love), english is not my first language — if i forgot something, please let me know!

a/n: Thank you for this request anon, I'M SO SORRY tumblr deleted your request (i didn't know it would happen if you put in in your drafts.. guess i learned something new) but I still hope you'll find this story. I hope you had an amazing day as well! This topic is a very important one for me and I'm super sorry that it's so short but I still like the end result and I truly hope you'll like it. Might write more stories that are about comfort in the future soon! Enjoy reading 🫶

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Why was she so beautiful? Or is? Why would he be with you? He could go back to her immediately. Or even back to anyone else he dated so far or could date.

'She is prettier than you anyway,' you kept asking yourself these questions while you were standing in front of your mirror and looking at your body.

She’s skinnier than you, why would he be with someone like you? Taylor Kelly seemed to be perfect and you thought you were not.

“She’s so gorgeous…” you mumbled to yourself with tears in your eyes.

You slowly started sobbing more and tried to ignore your insecure thoughts but they were too much. You didn’t like your body, being plus size was always something you knew most of society wouldn’t accept. ‘You have to be skinny to get men’s attention’, ‘Be pretty’, ‘Don’t be fat’, ‘If you’re plus size you’re ugly’ and so much more. It was exhausting, especially hearing comments like these in your teenage years. They always made you insecure and you ended up crying in your room many many times. You didn’t know what to do and nothing ever helped. You tried a lot of ways to lose weight and get skinnier but nothing worked. People made fun of you for that and since then you never really got over your insecurities.

How can be the world such a cruel place for something you can’t control?

You didn’t want to let stupid comments from those people ruin your life. But your insecurities came back after you recently met Taylor Kelly, one of your boyfriends, ex-girlfriends.

You knew what she looked like from seeing her on your TV but in reality, she was much more beautiful and skinnier than you. And that made you insecure. You didn’t exactly know what happened between her and Buck and why they broke up. But if you would only go after looks, she would win against you. At least that’s what you kept thinking about yourself.

Buck on the other hand was the happiest person on earth knowing he had you on his side. It has been almost two years since you officially got into a relationship and he has been the happiest since then. He always made sure to compliment you every single day. Whether it was in person or over texts but he never forgot. Not one day. He loved seeing you blushing over his compliments and genuinely being happy about his words. They let you feel better. He just didn’t know how insecure it made you meeting Taylor, not yet.

Buck came up behind you and kissed your cheek. He wrapped his arms around you and eventually noticed the tears in your eyes and your sobs.

“Babe? What’s wrong?” He turned you around and hugged you.

You snuggled up into him and hid your face in his chest without answering his question. You finally let go of your tears and cried in his arms. He whispered sweet nothings to you and rubbed your back to comfort you. He sat down with you on your shared bed and let you cry it all out. Buck always wanted to make sure that you feel loved and comfortable in his presence. But one thing that was really important to him, was to give you always the time you need. It didn’t matter for what reason. If it was just for you to get ready for a date or even giving you all the time to feel comfortable around him. He would always wait for you. Which wasn’t the easiest part for you as well but you trusted Buck with your life. You loved him and how happy he made you. How he made sure that you feel completely safe with him. You admired this side of him the most.

You eventually stopped sobbing after some time and slowly got calm. You still didn’t let go of him but he tried to ask you again about the reason for your current emotional state.

You sighed, your voice was still trembling. “Taylor Kelly…”

He furrowed his eyebrows and tried to look at you but you still hid your face in his chest. “What about her? Did she say something to you? Do I need to talk with her to leave you alone? Did she-“

“No, no,” you slightly chuckled about his protective side and turned your head to look at him. “I just- Have you seen her? She’s gorgeous, Buck. Look at how skinny she is compared to me. I’m just me and she? She’s Taylor Kelly. A beautiful and no plus-sized girl. Like… Why are you with me? You could have her or any other person that is skinnier than I am, Buck.”

Your insecurities were growing again while you were looking at your boyfriend. You saw his admiring eyes but speaking your insecurity out loud was hard. That’s probably a reason you spoke faster than usual. His eyes showed a hint of sadness, about your words. Hearing you talking about yourself in that way hurt him because he didn't want that you are hurting. Buck knew about your past and what your former classmates did and said to you, he thinks it's horrible and you would never deserve that. No one would. Bullying is one of the worst things someone can experience and seeing what this can do to people hurts him the most. Especially seeing his most important person (you) like that. Buck wished he could take away all your pain and turn it into something beautiful.

Buck kissed your forehead, “And I absolutely don’t care about this at all. I have the most beautiful person sitting in my arms right now. And let me tell you, every time I look at this person my heart swells so badly because of all the love my heart holds for that one special person. That is sitting in my arms by the way, in case I didn’t mention that already.” He took a breath. “And I love them with my entire life, no one can compare to them at all. They’re the definition of beauty.”

Tears build up in your eyes again and you kissed his jaw. Buck chuckled and nudged your nose.

“I would never want to be with Taylor or any other person just because they look different than you. I really don’t care about this, my love. I only care about you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. You’re the most beautiful and kind person I’ve ever seen and no one can ever compare to you. I love you and nothing can and will ever change that.”

He eventually softly kissed you on the lips which caused a smile on yours.

“I love you too, Buck. And I never want to lose you," your voice was still a bit weak.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. You won’t get rid of me that easily, darling.” He grinned at you and kissed your nose afterwards.

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hanasnx · 1 year

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adultfilm au headcanons.

MINORS DNI 18+

he’d have a lot of videos like owen gray that’s very female centered cos thats just how he is tbh he’d make it so fun for you

like i know its just a job to him and its just acting, but imagine him being delighted on being able to work with you like he’s seen your profile and he loved it. went crazy for it, probably had a phase of watching you and to hear youre interested in working with him?? he’s never felt such excitement

loves the sound of your moans, the look of your body, your style of how you treat your co-stars and all your signature moves. how you commonly do titjobs and face fucks. how you squirt.

he’d be torn on whether or not to tell you those secrets of his. he wouldn’t want you to think he’s trying to take advantage of you. this is just a job after all, and he expects you to treat it as such. however, his feelings on it might be compromised..

you, like him, are secretly enthused to fuck him on camera. yea porn is just for show, but you know it’s gonna be fun to play pretend with him. you wonder what the scenario will be, or if your producer will let you have free reign. anakin skywalker’s famous amongst men and women in both fucking them on screen and in audience demographic. you aren’t as popular as him. but you’ve heard amazing things about him. not only is he, as expected, a wonderful and respectful coworker. but he’s thoughtful, and makes the sex worthwhile. you can hardly contain yourself

you don’t get a chance to meet up before the day of shooting but you get to have a chat while everything’s getting prepared on set the outfit you chose was particularly revealing. you’d get put through costuming anyway, but you wanted to see him look at you. and look at you, he does. generously eyeing you up. “damn, am i excited to fuck you today.” the compliment would’ve fallen through if it were any other person saying it, but the man who towered over you had your body in a frenzy of thrill. you smile, bashfully, “could say the same about you.” it’s rare someone has this kind of effect on you. especially for a job of all things.

you’ve never met him in person, and he’s overwhelming to say the least. his fit body translates his discipline and commitment to himself, not just for his profession but for his own personal goals. it speaks highly of him. not to mention his uncanny ability to calm your nerves with his conversation techniques. well, maybe they weren’t techniques per say, but more so he surprises you with how grounded he is. blue eyes you get lost in. kept golden brown hair in perfectly messy curls. that famed scar running from just over his brow to his high cheekbone. there’s something godly about him. divinely beautiful, as if otherworldly. you’ve fit twelve inch dildos into your ass for a video, but that paled in comparison to the challenge of speaking with anakin skywalker. you’ve seen his cock too. long, thick, and hard. watching it roll eyes into the backs of heads; mercilessly fuck various holes until it’s shooting hot spurts of milky finish inside or all over; you’ve witnessed girls fight in threesomes— or foursomes… or more— just to have a chance for his cum to paint their faces. the urge to glance down at his pants for a glimpse of his outline is a demon you fight tooth and nail to conquer. it daunts you.

“have to admit, i was excited to work with you, i’ve admired your work.” “so you’re saying you’ve rubbed one out to me, right?” he stifles his snicker, having been caught off guard by your joke. “is it that obvious?” “haven’t met a man who hasn’t.” your presumptious comment was bold and his flesh hand comes up to pinch your cheek gently. your eyes widen at the brief contact, as if he’s already so familiar with you. “‘course you haven’t.” yet another compliment that heats your face. bowing your head to conceal it.

“so, c’mon i gotta know. since my secret’s out, you ever…” he lets you finish the sentence, raising his brows and juts his chin, pressing his lips together (since you two are already on the subject, and you’re responding to his advances well, he wants to see how far you’ll go). “oh, to you?” a smile tugs the corners of your mouth, finding his forward question endearing. he bites his bottom lip, stifling a flirty grin of his own as he nods. like you’ve known him forever, you playfully shove at his arm. (your mind idles at how thick and strong it felt the second you touched it, but you move on quickly). you make a big show of rolling your eyes with a sigh. “i guess since we’re confessing… yeah, i have.” his gaze darkens. to think, the two of you have jerked off to the other before. and here, a golden opportunity has fallen into your laps. he’s already decided to give you the ride of a lifetime, immortalized in a dirty video.

“anakin, anakin! oh, oh god…” there’s nothing like hearing his name roll off a woman’s tongue while his is buried deep inside of her. you writhe, but he’s overpowering, his hands splayed underneath your ass to lift your core to his ravenous mouth. to shut you up, his metal digits plunge into your open trap, and you welcome them, sucking faithfully. “yeah, that’s a good girl. knew you were a good girl.” his breathless words wash over your folds, and his tongue flattens to wiggle your clit side-to-side. a noise of yours is quieted by his fingertips toying with your tongue. he straightens to his full height as you remain laid out on the counter— neglecting your pussy. he dwarfs you, and when his hand slips out from under you, it fists his cock. angry, purple, and straining, no doubt searching for relief only found in your mouth or your cunt. to your disbelief, he opts for a different approach. “you want this, baby? is this what you want?” the member drums against your folds, and you can only furiously nod. he yanks his fingers from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting them to you and breaking over your naked body, adding another layer of fluid to your skin. he doesn’t grant you his notorious cock just yet, prying open your pussy lips to stick his metal digits inside and finger you ruthlessly. it’s pain mixed with pleasure, and he pets that spot inside you that he knows’ll yield a most prized result. “fuck! you’re gonna make me— oh, fuck, daddy—“ you’re whining, on the verge of tears over how he makes you feel. even something as simple as his fingers are huge inside of you, and the way he curls them is very telling as to how much he really studied you on-screen. “yeah, i know a slut like you squirts. i fucking love it, baby, give it to me.” you can’t control the sounds spilling from you as your pussy sprays around his hand, soaking his abdomen so it runs down his pubes and legs. “yes! oh, yes, princess. that’s it. daddy’s so proud of you,” squirting takes so much out of you, especially because he doesn’t give up after that, pulling more and more from you as you struggle to keep up. you look exhausted already, but he’s not done. “you want a reward? i’ve got a big, fat one right here for you, sweet girl.” his statement emphasized by his dick bullying it’s way into your cunt.

he edges himself using you, and he’s got you crying from overstimulation. having put you in a million different positions, you’re his little fucktoy. your makeup staining your cheeks, sheen of salty sweat on your body. and when he slides you down onto your knees, you’re so cock drunk you obey him. “since you like my videos so much you know how much i like to finish on faces. you’re gonna suck me off ‘til i get there.” you swallow at his words, mouth watering at the thought of pleasuring him, making up for all he’s given you. “i wanna hear you say it, angel. you want my cock in your mouth, right? want me to fuck your face?” he has such a vulgar way of saying things, it put you in a trance. “c’mon, daddy,” you grab at him, fixing yourself up so you reach for him. “give it, i want it. please—?” he pinches your jaw hard, opening your mouth for you as he shoves his cock in. so deep you gag already, and he strokes the top of your head. “aw, can’t handle it? thought you called yourself whore. you didn’t mind all the other things i did to you.” fake sympathy, another signature move of his you undeniably fancied. in order to save yourself from gagging again, you push back. his response is to tame you. he palms the back of your head and forces you forward, picking up his cock so he can shove your face into the underside of it. your nose digging into the soft flesh of his balls. you lap at them, suck them into your mouth, looking up at him past his leaking cock that he leisurely jacks off. “that’s it, baby, you know just what i like…” he smiles down at you from the sight of how pretty you look on your knees. how you’ve picked up his preferences through his videos you’ve watched. when you release them, eagerly licking the underside of them, he starts rubbing them all over you. fluids making it easy to glide them across your face as you readily accept them, moving accordingly. practically nuzzling them because o your need of his approval. he loves it, and loves it even more when you take his cock back in your mouth and let him face fuck you for real this time. as he promised, he does finish all over your face. thick cum dripping down your eyes and nose, dribbling onto your hanging tongue. his hand spreads it around and pats your cheek. congratulating you for a job well done.

after the cameras cut, he assists with the clean up. warm towel cleaning up his mess from your face so you could see. it was more or less apologetic. however, a little towel wouldn’t cut it. you’re excited to go home and shower and get into bed. however, something about anakin skywalker… he has the power to make you do whatever he wants.

“you know, i wouldn’t mind filming a little something of our own at my place. tonight, if you’re free.”

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POV:In which Gavi is mad because of the world cup loss, and you two get into an argument. Angst, fluff.

a/n- hey y'all, im salvadoran, and english is not my first language so please keep that in mind because i'm not using google translate, so I hope most of this makes sense, i don't double check with google translate. 🫶

It had been a week since FC Barca had gotten eliminated from the world cup. The team, as expected, had been pretty upset, and your boyfriend Gavi, had been even more. It wasn’t unexpected, seeing how determined he was to always win. However, what was unexpected was how far he had taken his anger. Ignoring you and his teammates almost entirely, avoiding you and barely talking unless it was good morning and good night ‘i love yous’. You had tried talking to him, telling him it wasn’t that big of a deal, especially since he was only 18 and would likely have many world cups to come. He wasn’t convinced. So here you were, on his off day about to attempt to convince him once again it wasn’t that big of a deal, after Pedri told you if you didn’t get him to act right, he would, and it would not look good for him.

So here you were, getting yourself ready to face the not-so-friendly giant (ik he’s short but go along with me please). You knocked twice on his door, and after hearing a hum in response, you took it as a sign to come in. Opening the door, there was Gavi, lying on the bed, in just joggers and a white tee, on his phone. “Hola mi amor. Como estas?” (Hi my love, how are you?)

On a normal day, he would answer with a smile, and maybe kiss you, the nickname always getting to him. Today was not one of those days. The look on his face sent shivers down your spine. His eyes were red, and he looked beat up. “Hola. Que quieres?” (Hi, what do you want?)

Oh really? You understood now what Pedri and Ansu were referring to when they said he was being whiny and obnoxious, and you weren’t going to lie, but if he wanted to keep up the attitude, you were going to leave him to Pedri. “Look. I get you are upset about the world cup and everything, but the team has moved on, the fans have moved on, and everyone has moved on, and you need to as well. It is killing you to keep going on like this. There will be so many world cups to come for you, but this was your first. Don’t let it be your last with how you're acting.” That last part got to him.

The look he gave you told you everything. He was furious, he always got mad when someone told him how to act. That was his weakness, he was too determined. Being that determined was not going to get him anywhere with you however, because you were his opposite, you were willing to go against him, and while he loved you, he wasn’t a fan of when you put him right back where he belonged. “No offense, but last time I checked, you’re not the football player here, I am. So leave the emotions and decisions to me, right?”

Now the anger was boiling through both of your veins. You could feel the heat in the room from the anger that was radiating through the both of you, and while you did not want to cause a big fight, you were not going to be spoken to like that. Not today, and not ever. “No offense Pablo, but your attitude is exactly what makes people underestimate you so much, they don’t think they are playing against Barcelona’s golden boy, it makes them think they are playing against a five year old.”

He didn’t even answer or reply, he just got up, grabbed a change of clothes from his closet, and went into the bathroom to shower. With a sigh, you picked up your phone, calling Pedri, and explaining the situation to him. He gave you his so called “words of encouragement” but everything went in through one ear, and went right out, because now you weren’t worried about his anger with himself, you worried with his anger towards you. Would he break up with you? Kick you out? Yell at you? A billion thoughts went through your mind, and they stayed. Saying your goodbye’s with Pedri, you sat down on the bed. You weren’t going to cry, but now you were seeing angry, angry with yourself for not being patient enough and upset because of that last comment, it was dumb really, unnecessary, to stoop down to the level of calling him a five year old. You heard the water stop running, and you knew there wasn’t going to be long until you had to face Gavi, so you took your keys from the dresser, and putting on a jacket, left the house.

You didn’t have a place to go in mind really, just wanted to refresh your thoughts. After around 10 minutes of driving around, your ringtone went off. Gavi.

“Amor, dónde estás?” (love, where are you?)

“Hola?” (hello?!)

“y/n, donde estás.” (where are you.)

The only reason you chose to head back home was because you felt tired, but you still didn’t answer him, putting your phone on silent.

Opening the door to you and gavi’s shared flat, and putting the keys on the keyholder, you went in, only to see Gavi typing furiously on his phone. He hadn’t heard you arrive yet, so concentrated on whoever he was texting, but as you picked up your phone you saw at least 10 texts from Gavi, 5 from Pedri, and 3 from your best friend. So as quietly as you could, you took your shoes and jacket off at the door, now only in your socks, leggings, and long sleeve shirt, walking towards him. “Hey.”

The minute he turned around, and his eyes met yours, pity filled you. He was no longer radiating anger as he did when you walked in, perhaps you made that up because you wanted to keep being mad, his eyes looked teary, and he looked upset. His hair was messy but still kind of damp, likely from how much he had ran his hand through his hair in fear and anxiousness that you had left him. He was closer to you now, close enough for his warmth to go into you. You expected him to yell, but instead he wrapped his arms around your waist, tightly embracing you, and you hugged him back.

You stayed like that for a while, before he softly whispered into your ear, “Perdoname, te amo tanto.” (forgive me, I love you so much.)

And even though he already knew, you still repeated it. “Te amo mucho más.” (I love you so much more)

a/n- I hope you guys enjoyed this, I wrote half of it during my science class yesterday, and the rest while watching criminal minds.

#gavi x reader #pablo gavi #pablo gavi imagine #gavi #fc barcelona #fc barca #barcelona

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jj-nhlgirly · 1 year

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Summer of Love:- Insecurities

Jack Hughes x F!Reader

AN:- thank you for the request anon, I hope you enjoy!! I used google translate so I apologise if any of it isn’t 100% accurate 🫶🏼 ALSO I KNOW THAT JACK AND THE BOYS ARENT PART OF THE US TEAM ANYMORE BUT WE’RE ALL GONNA PRETEND THEY ARE 🙌🏼

TW:- mentions of toxic ex’s, hate comments and death threats, swearing, I believe that’s it if I’ve missed anything please let me know.

(Not my gif, credits to who made this)

It had been a few days since “shark week” as Jack so eloquently put it, had been and gone. Both Jack and Mackenzie glad it was over, as much as Jack loved Mackenzie there was only so much he could do when she’d burst into tears over seemingly nothing.

Mackenzie was relieved that she’d finished just before the world friendlies, Jack and the boys were due to leave in two days. The girls were unable to attend the first match as the Scooby gang were due to arrive at the lake house in 4 days time.

Mackenzie was sitting on the window sill in their bedroom looking over the lake thinking about Jack, how upset to be away from him she was going to be, but proud beyond belief at everything he had achieved. How incredibly lucky she was to have him in her life, to call him hers, sure Mackenzie had dated boys before Jack came along but no one had ever made her feel the way he did, in her mind there was no competition, no comparison, he was it for her.

A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts, Mackenzie turned her head in time to see the door being pushed open, Skylar popped her head through. “Hey Bambi, can we talk?” Skylar asked slowly, walking into the room. “Hey Sky, course we can” Mackenzie patted the space next to her, “what’s up pickle?” Kenzie asked. “I want to say I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. The way I acted was so wrong of me and I don’t know what came over me. Well actually I think I do, I think I was worried that I was loosing you to Jack, that you’d forget about me like dad did. It’s no excuse for the things I said and I don’t think that about you at all. I’m so lucky to have you as a big sister, a best friend and a role model. Everything you’ve done for me, and continue to do for me is amazing. I’m so grateful to have someone like you in my life, to guide me, protect me, be there for me no matter what. I know that you’ll always be a phone call away, day and night no matter what time it is.” Skylar finished.

Mackenzie sighed, “it still hurt to hear that Sky, do you know how disrespected I felt? How disrespected Jack felt? I’ve always valued your opinion, you know that. You knew how worried and nervous I was for you to meet Jack, I wanted you to like him, to get along, because if you didn’t then I wouldn’t have carried on dating him. It’ll always be you, Kaylee and I against the world and nothing and I mean nothing will ever get between us because I won’t let it. Just because I’m dating Jack, doesn’t mean I'm gonna stop being your sister. I will always be there for you but I can’t and I won’t let you disrespect Jack like that, not after he’s been nothing but incredible to me, I love that boy to death and I won’t let you ruin that” Mackenzie said firmly. Skylar nodded, “I know Kenz, and I’ve already apologised to Jack.”

“It’s gonna take time for me to forgive and forget about it all, but we’ll get there, and as long as you and Jack will try to get along again hmm? Can’t have my sister and my future husband not getting along” Mackenzie teased. “Future husband? You two might as well be married now” Kaylee teased as she walked in. Kaylee walked up to the two girls, giving each of them a cuddle and a kiss on the head before dragging them both downstairs to the boys.

“Finally!” Mackie exclaimed, “oh please Mack, we weren’t even waiting that long” Ethan defended. “Waiting for what? Where’s Jack?” Mackenzie asked as she scanned the room not seeing him, “I’m right here babe” Jack walked in from the kitchen. Mackenzie bit her lip, damn he looked good today she thought.

“We were thinking about going out for the day, before we leave for worlds” Trevor explained. “Sounds fun, what did you guys have in mind?” Kaylee asked. “Erm well we could go bowling?” Luke suggested, “oh yeah! Or mini golfing?” Mark suggested, “or skating?” Mackie joined in, “Boys, boys” Jack said, gaining their attention, “as much as they all sound fun, you’re forgetting Kenz only has one arm” Jack laughed as he gestured to Mackenzie, who waved her good arm up.

“Which makes activities we can all do limited” Quinn added, “and as much as skating sounds fun, I’m not confident in my ability to skate with one arm, I’m not trying to break the other arm here boys” Mackenzie laughed, causing everyone to laugh as well.

“We could go to the beach?” Luca questioned, Jack looked at Mackenzie unsure, “I’ll be fine at the beach I just can’t go in further than my knees in the sea” Mackenzie reassured. After agreeing to the beach, everyone made their way upstairs to change into bathing suits and pack some beach supplies. Entering their bedroom, Jack headed to the closet as Kenzie sat on the bed.

“Jack?” Mackenzie called as she laid back on the bed, “mhm” Jack hummed in acknowledgment as he picked out some swim shorts, moving onto Kenzie’s side of the closet to pick out a bikini for her. “I love you” Mackenzie spoke lovingly, “I love you too” Jack repeated before walking back over to the bed, climbing on top of her.

“Mhm well hello” Mackenzie mumbled as Jack leaned down to kiss her, “mhm, don’t think I didn’t see the way you were looking at me downstairs” Jack mumbled against her lips. Mackenzie smiled before wrapping her arm around his neck pulling him closer, “not my fault you look so hot today” she mumbled back.

“Really?” Jack pulled away, before being pulled back in, Mackenzie heating up the kiss by sliding her tongue across his bottom lip. Jack parted his lips to allow her access, their tongues fighting against each other for dominance. Jack placed his hands on her waist slowly sliding them up her torso, as his lips made their way across Mackenzies face and down her neck, sucking on her sweet spot.

“Mmm Jack” Mackenzie moaned out, wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him closer to her, grinding against Jack’s crotch. “Jack please” Mackenzie whined as he pulled away, “we can’t right now baby, we need to get ready” Jack sighed. Mackenzie whined again as Jack climbed off her, starting to get changed. Kenzie sat up walking to the closet to pick out her bikini as Jack got distracted.

“You’re so mean, you know that Rowdy?” Mackenzie huffed as she began getting changed. Jack laughed as he pulled his swim shorts on, “how am I mean?” Jack laughed again as he saw her huff when she couldn’t tie her bikini bottoms, walking over to help. “You get me all going, and then you shut it down. AGAIN, you do it all the time” Mackenzie pouted, Jack sighed knowing something else must be going on.

“What’s up baby? What’s really going on?” Jack pulled her into a cuddle. Mackenzie relaxed instantly into his arms, “I’m just gonna miss you, and I don’t want you to forget about me” Mackenzie mumbled, Jack however couldn’t hear her, “what was that baby?” Jack pulled her face away from his chest but before she could repeat herself there was a knock on the door.

“Are you two ready? We could use Jack's help loading the car, some of the boys have gone to the store up the street for some snacks and drinks for everyone” Quinn spoke, Mackenzie sighed, “yeah that’s fine, Jack’s ready.”

Mackenzie turned away from Jack far quicker than normal and didn’t even give him a second look before walking into the bathroom. Jack furrowed his brows, a feeling of dread and guilt washing over him as he left to help his brother. Mackenzie’s actions seeming far too familiar for Jack. Quinn noticed the anxious look on Jack’s face as he left the bedroom. “You ok Rowdy?” Quinn asked, “yeah fine, what needs moving?” Jack asked as he made his way downstairs.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, Mackenzie was attempting to tie her hair up, and put on her bikini top, shouting for Kaylee to help her. “Well hey wifey” Kaylee smirked as she walked into the bathroom. “Hey” Mackenzie mumbled, Kaylee frowned as she tied Kenzie’s neck bikini strings up. “What’s up Kenny-bear?” Kaylee asked, moving onto the back strings, “Just worried about Jack” Mackenzie mumbled.

“Why, He’s fine isn’t he?” Kaylee asked confused, “yeah, yeah he’s fine. I mean I'm just worried about being away from him. The girls love him, that's no secret, and whilst our relationship is public that doesn’t mean some girls are gonna respect that, what if he forgets about me? Find someone better?” Mackenzie rambled.

“Girl… do you remember your name? Your birthday? Who am I?” Kaylee checked Mackenzie’s temperature. “Kay what are you doing?” Mackenzie swatted her hand away. “Oh so you haven’t been possessed or woken up with amnesia” Kaylee teased.

“What?” Mackenzie looked back at her confused, “if you think that boy is gonna forget about you, you’re stupid. Yes he gets a lot of online attention from the female fans but he doesn’t care what they have to say, or what they do to get his attention. And maybe if you weren’t so busy drooling over him everytime he walks into the room, you’d see how he’s looking at you and only you.” Kaylee finished as she tied the hair tie around Kenzie’s hair.

“It’s not Jack I’m worried about, it’s the fan girls. You know what it was like when we became public, it was a wild time in the comments. The hate comments, the death threats, the threatening to harm you and the Scooby gang, what if for some of them it’s not a threat anymore. What if something happens at a game?” Mackenzie stresses as the girls head into the bedroom. Kenzie grabs her yellow beach bag laying it on the bed, as she reaches for two towels, suncream, her sunglasses, Jack’s sunglasses, Jack’s devils hat, and their Bluetooth speaker. After packing everything, Kenzie throws on an oversized T-shirt before they head downstairs to join half of the boys and Skylar.

Walking past the living, Mackenzie and Kaylee could hear Skylar talking on the phone. “Hey Mama... nein, Mackenzie geht es gut... sie ist oben... wir gehen bald an den Strand... Ich bin mir nicht sicher... Ich glaube, er geht in ein paar Tagen... Ich kann Kenzie holen, wenn du willst... Kaylee ist hier... nein Mama, Jack’s hat sich um uns gekümmert... ja Mama” Skylar paused. “Hey mom... no, Mackenzie is fine... she's upstairs... we're going to the beach soon... I'm not sure... I think he's leaving in a few days... I can get Kenzie if you want... Kaylee is here... no mom, Jack’s took care of us... yes mom”

“Does mom wanna talk to me?” Mackenzie asked as she walked into the living room. “Möchtest du mit Mackenzie sprechen? Ja, Sie ist hier” “would you like to talk to Mackenzie? Yes, She’s here” Skylar asked on the phone, "Ja Mama, ich liebe dich auch.” “Yes mom, I love you too” Skylar passed the phone to Mackenzie before walking with Kaylee outside.

“Hey Mama, Ist alles in Ordnung?” Mackenzie spoke to her mom. “Hey mom, is everything ok?” “Hey Schatz, alles ist in Ordnung. Ich vermisse nur meine Mädchen, wie geht es Kaylee” “hey honey, everything’s ok, I’m just missing my girls. How’s Kaylee?” Angie spoke.

“Ich vermisse dich auch, Mama. Kaylee geht es gut, sie ist draußen und hilft beim Laden des Autos” “I miss you too mom, Kaylee is fine she’s helping load the car” Mackenzie replied. “Gut, wie geht es Jack? Freut er sich auf Welten?” “Good, how's Jack? Is he looking forward to worlds?” Angie asked.

“Oh, er wird nicht aufhören, darüber zu reden, es ist wirklich süß” “Oh he won’t stop talking about it, it’s really sweet!” Mackenzie replied, looking over at Jack as he stood in the doorway. “ Mama, Jack ist hier, also muss ich gehen. Ich liebe dich und rufe dich später an”“Mom, Jack is here, so I have to go. I love you and will call you later”

Mackenzie informed her mom, “Ich liebe dich auch, Süße” “I love you too, sweetie” Angie replied before hanging up.

“Is everything ok?” Jack asked as he walked into the room. “Yeah everything’s fine, mom was just missing us. She’s not used to the house being so quiet” Mackenzie laughed. “I mean with us” Jack stated, grabbing Kenzie’s hands.

“Jack, baby we’re fine. What are you talking about?” Kenzie looked up at him confused. “Nothing doesn’t matter. Let’s head out before they send in Kaylee” Jack faked a scared look, “JACKSON ROWDEN HUGHES, MACKENZIE REESE HAVENER MOVE YOUR ASSES” Kaylee shouted from outside, causing the couple to burst out laughing before heading outside themselves. “THAT’S STILL NOT MY NAME, YOU KNOW THAT!” Jack shouted back.

Mackenzie walked out first, as Jack turned to lock the door. Quinn grabbed the beach bag off Mackenzie placing it in the trunk, before walking to the driver's door. Jack led Mackenzie over to his car, opening the front passenger seat for her. After climbing in and buckling up, Mackenzie turned to look at who was occupying the back seats. Ethan and Luca smiled at her, whilst Skylar was resting her head on Ethan’s shoulder playing with his fingers.

Mackenzie turned back to look at Jack as he backed out of the driveway, “so Jack how are you feeling about the friendlies?” Luca started up a conversation. “Yeah, it’ll be nice to see the boys again. I have a good feeling about them, our team this year is looking so promising! I’m getting to wear the C again which still feels weird” Jack spoke excitedly.

“Alright Jack calm down, it’s not even an official tournament” Skylar laughed out causing Luca and Ethan to chuckle. Mackenzie frowned when she saw the look on Jack’s face. “Well I’m still proud, no matter if it’s official or not” Mackenzie smiled hoping to reassure him.

Jack stayed quiet for the rest of the journey as the boys and Sky chatted amongst themselves. Mackenzie reached to grab his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, Jack glanced at her briefly before focusing on the road. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours Jacky?” Kenzie asked, looking worried.

“Nothin’” Jack replied, concentrating on the road. Mackenzie sighed, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles, “we both know that’s a lie bubs” Kenzie stated. Jack didn’t respond, instead he pulled the car into park before climbing out, pulling Kenzie’s door open for her as he walked to the trunk.

Mackenzie sat still for a second, furrowed brows as she looked out at the sand. “Kenz? You ok?” Ethan asked, leaning forward. Mackenzie jumped, before groaning, “uggghhhh fuck Ethan whyyyy.” “Shit I’m sorry, are you ok?” Ethan worried.

Mackenzie breathed heavily, gritting her teeth, “mhmm” she hummed out. Ethan looked over at her worriedly, glancing as she grabbed her ribs, “J-Jack!” Ethan shouted climbing out the back seat. “Jack’s not here, what’s wrong?” Skylar called back. “What?!” Mackenzie climbed out of the car, and began walking toward everyone else. She was confused, worried, Jack had been acting off, he was never off with her. Mackenzie was trying to think of anything that she’d done to upset him but came up empty.

“Hey sunshine” Kaylee hugged her but moved away quickly when she yelped, “kenz?” Kaylee questioned. “Ethan made me jump and I jolted my rib. I'll be fine” Kenzie smiled, “now where’s Jack?” She began to scan the group for him.

“Jack? I thought he was with you?” Kaylee began looking around confused. “He was but he disappeared, I’d figured he was here” Mackenzie spoke before catching a glimpse of the back of Jack's head, it seemed he was talking to Luke and Quinn.

“Hey Kay he’s over there” Mackenzie tapped her best friend to get her attention. Quinn looked in the girls direction, before saying something to Jack and Luke, causing the boys to turn to look at them. Mackenzie and Kaylee made their way over, Mackenzie leaning up to kiss Jack as they stood in front of them, Jack however turned his head so her lips landed on his cheek. Mackenzie flushed in embarrassment as Luke cleared his throat, Mackenzie stepped away and began heading further down the beach to help set up as Kaylee stayed back, giving Jack a look before following. Kaylee wrapped her arm around Kenzie when she caught up, rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.

“I dunno what his problem is, but he’s leaving in 2 days and I wanted to make the most of the time we have as I’m not gonna see him for 6 days” Mackenzie sighed. “I know babes, I know. He’s not said anything to me but maybe he’s just worried about the friendlies? It’s a big responsibility being captain we know that more than anyone” Kaylee replied kissing Kenzie on the head just before they reached the umich boys.

“Do you know what’ll cheer you up?” Kaylee smirked. “Wine?” Kenzie laughed, “no— well yes but I was gonna say an improv photoshoot but we can do both” Kaylee laughed. “Hmm ok you’ve sold me, which first Lady Johnson?” Kenzie spoke in an awful British accent, “hmm wine first Lady Havener, always wine first” Kaylee replied back carrying on the joke, both girls cackling as Kaylee reached into the cooler pulling out a bottle.

The girls moved just to the right of the boys, spreading out so everyone had a seat. Mackenzie glanced back at Jack, who looked worried but talking to Trevor. Mackenzie frowned at her boy, Jack wasn’t like this, he wasn’t a worrier and Mackenzie made a mental note to talk to him later about it.

Kaylee cracked open the wine, taking a swig out of the bottle before passing it to Kenzie. “And what wine have we got today Lady Johnson?” Kenzie asked, carrying on the joke, “well my dear, it’s a lovely vintage—20–15 bottle of Malbec made with the finest grapes, it has—- a sweet vanilla undertone— with a hint of citrus best— paired with rich red meats” Kaylee spoke, pausing at times as she read the label.

Kenzie shrugged and took a swig, “I can’t lie that slaps, where did we get this from?” Kenzie asked as she read the label. “I’m not sure, I think Quinn brought it” Kaylee replied, reaching to drink again. After passing the bottle back and forth as they talked mindlessly about anything and everything, they soon finished the bottle. Mackenzie laughed as Kaylee struggled to stand up in the soft sand, “oh that’s right, laugh it up. I’ll remember that!” Kaylee laughed along.

“Come on sexy you can do it!” Trevor shouted across the group, “oh fuck off Trev, now isn’t the time!” Kaylee huffed out sending Mackenzie into another laughing fit. Kaylee finally stood, reaching a hand out to help Mackenzie up.

“Aww you’re still gonna help me up even after I laughed at you?” Mackenzie pouted as Kaylee pulled her up “It’s in the contract babes” Kaylee winked. “Now it’s photoshoot timeeeeeee” Mackenzie shouted before walking off to find a good spot. “Well you heard the lady, we’ll be back” Kaylee promised the boys.

After laughing and posing for pictures the girls headed back to the group, Mackenzie walking over to Jack and Trevor. “Hey trev, mind if I borrow our boy for a sec?” Kenzie asked, “yeah course” Trevor stood, wiped down the sand from his shorts and left.

“Hey Jacky” Mackenzie sat down and leant her head against his shoulder. Jack sighed, “hey baby” he mumbled. “What’s going on with you bubs? And don’t say nothing” Mackenzie mumbled against his shoulder.

It was quiet for a few minutes as if Jack was trying to figure out what to say. “Jack, baby, if you don’t wanna talk to me about it or you’re not ready to, I understand. Just please don’t push me away, I wanna help” Mackenzie reassured him.

“It’s not that I don’t wanna tell you, I’m just worried that you’ll think the same as she did” Jack sighed out. Mackenzie furrowed her eyebrows, “she?” Kenzie questioned. “Holly” Jack hummed out, Mackenzie was even more confused, “who’s Holly? And what does she think? Well thought?” Mackenzie was beginning to panic.

“Holly was my ex-girlfriend, we broke up nearly a year before I met you. It wasn’t a good relationship at all, she’d belittle me about the most random shit, constantly trying to rile me up against my brothers. Comparing me to nearly everyone we knew, made me feel dumb for getting excited about things, even getting drafted. She told me it was pathetic how excited I was and I guess Skylar telling me to calm down about the friendlies kinda brought it all back” Jack explained, picking at the skin of his thumb, a nervous habit Kenzie had picked up on within the first few months of dating.

“Jack, why didn’t you tell me? I’m so sorry you went through that, you didn’t deserve that. No one deserves that, but hey you’re here. You’re better off without her, you wouldn’t have met me if you didn’t let go. Can I let you in on a little secret?” Mackenzie reassured him, Jack nodded.

“I love how excited you get over the little things, hearing you ramble about the things you love is one of my favourite things in the world. I love how passionate you are, I’m in awe of how talented you are, how humble you are, how truly incredible you are” Mackenzie praised, kissing his cheek.

Jack sighed, “what did I do to deserve you?” He thought aloud. “You were just yourself bubs, that’s all you ever need to be, I don’t care if we’re living in a cardboard box eating cold spaghetti o’s. I’ll still love you just as much as I do now. All I need is you and your love” Mackenzie spoke lovingly.

“You’ll always have my love angel, I still can’t believe you’re mine” Jack kissed her head, “you better believe it lover boy, and if you don’t… well I’ll just have to prove it to you later” Mackenzie teased.

“Now what do you say, are we gonna start this bbq before someone burns the beach down?” Kenzie laughed standing up, reaching an arm to help Jack up.

“Kenz?” Jack grabbed her arm, “hmm” Mackenzie hummed in response.

“I love you” Jack whispered, Mackenzie gave him a beaming smile, “I love you too.” She leant down to kiss him.

Walking back to the others, Jack seemed more relaxed, Trevor shot Mackenzie a knowing look before smiling at Jack. “Jack, can you please for the love of god help them with the grill?” Skylar pleaded. “Yeah, what do they need help with?” Jack walked over to them, “no you need to turn the ignition on” Jack sighed.

“Get you a man who can grill, am I right?” Kaylee teased Kenzie. “Hmm get you a man who can provide” Kenzie hummed back. “Is there anything he can’t do?” Kaylee jokes. “You don’t wanna know the answer to that” Mackenzie deadpanned, causing Skylar to fake gag, “didn’t need to hear that, thanks for the trauma.”

“Hey! Kaylee asked, don’t blame me!” Kenzie exclaimed, “and I regret it” Kaylee faked a disgusted look.

“Babe, can you pass us the hot dogs?” Jack looked over his shoulder at Kenzie. “Yeah, which cooler are they in?” Kenzie asked as she walked to them. “Erm, I think the orange one?” Trevor questioned. Kenzie reached into the cooler pulling out the hot dogs along with the burger as they’d no doubt want them as well before walking back over.

“Here you are babe, anything else” Kenzie asked, kissing Jack's cheek. “Nothing at the moment” Jack replied. Kaylee passed Jack a bottle of water, “looked like you needed one” she explained.

“Quinn do you wanna put some music on?” Skylar suggested as she passed him the speaker, connecting to it Quinn selected a random playlist before turning the volume up. Flowers started blasting from the speaker causing Jack and Mackenzie to shoot their heads up at each other before smiling, it was the first song Jack and Mackenzie ever danced to. “I’ll bring you flowers in the pouring raiiinnn” Kenzie sang, “living without yoouuu is driving me insane” Jack sang back smiling.

Kaylee smiled, remembering that night and how happy Mackenzie looked dancing away with Jack. Kaylee shook her head as Mackenzie started slowly dancing and singing to the music, before joining in. Soon everyone was dancing to the music, laughing and joking around, Jack smiled at them, dancing carefully as he was still grilling.

Jack started serving the food, grabbing a plastic plate to share with Kenzie before assembling their burgers with the toppings he knew she liked. “Here you are my love, one cheeseburger with extra pickles, ketchup, mustard” Jack listed before pulling her into his lap as he sat on the sand. “Mhm looks delicious babe, thank you” Kenzie held her wine up, “cheers to our favourite grill master Jack.”

Kaylee clinked her bottle against the empty one Kenzie was holding, before taking a swig after Kenzie. “How many bottles have you two had?” Trevor questioned, “this is bottle number two, which is pretty tame for us” Kaylee responded winking at Kenzie.

“Hmm thanksgiving was a tragedy” Skylar butted in from her seat in Ethan’s lap, “what happened on thanksgiving?” Mackie asked. “What happened? Oh I’ll tell you what happened, these two thought it would be a good idea to drink the entirety of the wine collection in Kaylee’s dads shed, eat the whole pumpkin pie and then ride around the neighbourhood on Frasers electric scooter shouting my happiness is chronic but my ass is Iconic and beyoncè is my mom” Skylar listed, Kaylee and Kenzie looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

“It was the night before thanksgiving actually, severely hungover and many breakdowns later we made a new pie” Kaylee defended. “Please tell me you have videos” Jack pleaded, “hmm I have a whole album dedicated to their shenanigans” Skylar smirked.

“No!” Kenzie exclaimed in horror, “not Kaylee’s birthday!” “Oh especially Kaylee’s birthday” Skylar smirked.

“You weren’t even there!! How do you have videos?!” Kaylee exclaimed in protest, “I have my sources, plus it was all over your socials” Skylar explained, “ok but Mackenzie rode that bull like no other, like babe I was mesmerised” Kaylee praised, “not the only thing I’m good at riding” Kenzie laughed.

“Really Kenzie?” Luke asked, looking disturbed. “Mhm” Kenzie winked at Jack who laughed.

After cleaning up the food and utensils, everyone decided to dip in the ocean, Mackenzie standing just so the water would hit her knees, Jack standing behind, wrapping his arms around her.

The couple laughed as Kaylee and Skylar had a chicken fight with the help of Ethan and Trevor. Mackenzie sighed in content watching everyone have fun, “life would be so dull without them huh?” Jack hummed out, “you wait till they meet the Scooby gang” Mackenzie laughed. “Oh god yeah, you lot are on another level” Jack chuckled.

“It’s crackhead energy at it’s finest” Mackenzie replied, “you’re the calm in the storm around them, you keep us balanced” Mackenzie added, “someone’s gotta make sure you lot don’t get arrested for something dumb” Jack laughed.

“Hmm but you love it” Mackenzie smiled, “I do, I really do” Jack said as he leaned down to kiss her.

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Kenzie.Havener a lil wine and an improv photoshoot never hurt nobody 🥲💓

📸 :- @Kay.Johnson

jackhughes beautiful ❤️

Kenzie.Havener I love you ❤️

jackhughes I love you ❤️

Kay.Johnson damnn am i a good photographer or what? 👀😜

Kenzie.Havener THE best 🙌🏼 silent appreciation for photography classes junior year 😌

Kay.Johnson 😔🤫

trevorzegras I wondered where the wine went 🤔

jackhughes no you didn’t, we all knew where it went 😏😂

Skylar.Grace ✨thanksgiving✨

Kenzie.Havener BLOCKED 🚫

Frey.Lodge not the thanksgiving slander 😩😂

Olivia.Autumn we don’t talk about it 👀

Chase.Lukas it never happened 👀💀

Jaden_Roman it was a figment of our imaginations 👀

Maddy.Elizabeth I was there and it was a wild time 😩😏 wasn’t it pumpkin? 😉

Kay.Johnson ok now that was uncalled for 😩😂

jackhughes HOW do you all know about it? 😒

Cody_Griffin it. Was. All. Over. The. Groupchat 🙌🏼😔

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Kay.Johnson shoutout to trevorzegras for taking fake couple pics with me, thanks homie 🙌🏽🫶🏽

Special throwback to ✨thanksgiving✨

tagged:- trevorzegras

Kenzie.Havener for anyone wondering the second picture is our reaction to finding Frasers wine stash 😏😜

jackhughes I-I- I’m speechless 😶

trevorzegras is the first picture what I think it is? 😩👀

Kay.Johnson it is indeed 😏

_quinnhughes it’s giving a cry for help 💀

Frey.Lodge Idk how many more cries for help they can give 😩

Maddy.Elizabeth Kaylee’s birthday is the biggest one for me 😩🙌🏼

Kenzie.Havener i rode that bull like a damn pro, get in line 💅🏼

Jaden.Roman I’m still speechless at that, the ✨talent✨

Cody_Griffin it was ✨absolute perfection✨

Preston.Thomas the best mechanical bull rider in the west 💅🏾🫶🏾

trevorzegras do i get boyfriend points for the couple pics? 🥹

Kay.Johnson better you get a gold star ⭐️ and some 2 day old popcorn ☺️

trevorzegras better than nothing I suppose 😒

Kay.Johnson i can take the gold star back 🤨

trevorzegras no! No I’m sorry 😨

Kay.Johnson mhm that’s what I thought 😏

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes #quinn hughes #umich hockey #ethan edwards x reader #summer of love #summer of love master list #Spotify

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friendlyengie · 8 months

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Heyo thought I’d drop some random tf2 hcs and stuff cause of ur post :D

- scout and Pyro get along really well and scout will draw for pyro. Scout likes them cause he seems to actually listen to scout talk

- Engineer is pretty oblivious when it comes to people having feelings for him and hes (kinda accidentally) decent at flirting tho

- Engineer is like a father figure to scout and it makes spy really jealous lol

- Demo is really good at karaoke

- Since spy is good at finding this out about people based on body language etc. he knows exactly who has crushes on who in the base and he thinks it’s SO OBVIOUS but it’s not to the rest of them and he’s really close to just screaming at everyone that they’re blind and to just kiss already. He’s just forced to watch all these pining idiots dance around each other and he hates it

- Heavy and Medic have a book club that is just the two of them

- Scout would be a good dad later in life if he had a kid

ohohhoho interesting. Cracks my knuckles.

-scout and pyro friendship truther until I DIE. I find the idea of scout going from being terrified of this weird “thing” to just being besties with Pyro kind of hilarious. I think they can both do art pretty well actually! I like to think they run around towns and do graffiti together.

-Nodding at this. I also think it helps that (to me) hes naturally very friendly and polite because of how he was raised and like half of the people on his team havent heard anything nice from another human being since they were actual children (if that.) Is he good at flirting or are your standards dangerously low? Is it both? Great question!

-Ive always seen engineer as more of a low-maintenance uncle figure to scout If That. They’re just kind of a pretty standard close older dude with a lot of life experience and younger dude with fuck all going on friendship to me. and tbh ive never. Really been able to get behind the idea of spy being “jealous” of any sort of relationship Scout has with other mercs. Whether it’s him being weirded out by father standins or judgemental of potential partners. I don’t think he doesn’t have a weird relationship with seeing scout bond with the other mercs but i feel like it’s just sort of. Idk. A little more of a unique issue for him.

-Accepted. Though i think “good” for him ranges from “genuinely good singing” to “loud, overconfident, and having a great time getting half of the lyrics wrong.”

-As much as I think it would be fun if spy was surprisingly emotionally dense, i cant deny his canonical skills in that sort of field. That’s like. His whole game. I think his approach to trying to help anyone with romance is “he wont unless youre prepared to basically just inflate his ego for the sake of a few tips.” A la expiration date.

-no doubt in my mind that heavy and medic dont agree with a single thing that the other gleams from reading books. Said with love. They will argue about meanings and subtext and the value of interpretation until it sounds like someone’s about to file for divorce and then end with “so same time next week ^_^?”

-I will be so honest with you. I do not know if i could ever see scout being a father, much less a good one NDGSKHJDKNJJ.

Actually . Hm. Thinking about it. I could. SEE it in a sense. I think he would have some good steps to go off of because of his Mom. Unsure of how good his ma’s parenting was but she at least was very caring toward her kids. He’d have that. But i think he’d have to be a lot more emotionally mature to be able to process how his own current issues with dads and fatherhood would healthily translate into being a dad himself. I could see him being really laid back and maybe a little too “im not just your parent, im your friend,” and any hypothetical kid he has would Not take his ass seriously. I think having to parent a teenager would kill him.

#tf2 #asks #The Clown Speaks

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anyo00 · 1 year

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Rumbeling questions

Before you start reading make sure to folow @infinityroom cause they make my head love it and they crack my head with toughts pffttt (in a good way) Impulse being already friendly

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/683988426627989504/uhm-hey-not-to-alarm-you-but-i-think-you-should

And before he was the first to hear the endermites

I think it save to say that the galatic is peoples toughts. Proof one

here? grian? grian? grian? it can't be it can't be it can't be come here

https://www.tumblr.com/infinityroom/683989621944778752/have-you-tried-whisper-to-anyone-you-know-maybe

And before tango’s toughts with again?

https://www.tumblr.com/infinityroom/716815820217565184/omg-omg-omg-not-only-we-found-out-what-was-in-the?source=share canon proof;

“I kinda wanted to add hidden Tango thoughts in the comic but then decided that it wouldn't make sense since in canon this is just Mumbo telling the story of what happened and he's not able to see those. For once you gotta read Tango's actions and not his mind ahah”

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/685707801297862656

This one echos the “its right here” and that can bet he thing you want. You want to get out so you are seduced to follow its right here….

Impulse hears something behind him…

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/685709549943013376/okay-the-realization-that-this-mumbo-has-been

from the document.

Did we ever find out what this ment. “He followed an “old echo” once and regretted it.”

Also if the hermits are worried the glitching seems to be worse

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/687616300091047936/i-dunno-impulse-didnt-mumbo-say-that-it-depends

I think tango cant handle loud sounds or sounds in general;

https://www.tumblr.com/infinityroom/687620817601871872

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/692412853788065792/no-no-its-not-grians-fault-dont-hurt

Later the bell he coverd his ears. And with the explotion he was litterly not okay and cacooned up

Who moves the askers in the room?

https://www.tumblr.com/infinityroom/687622375374733312/you-seem-to-have-been-moved-somewhere-else-in-the

So someone is having a blast of a time by sending us tot he other grian..

https://www.tumblr.com/infinityroom/690054270591057920/grian-i-wish-i-could-find-you-so-i-could-hug-you

and-they-never-left-the-desert (user)

galactic: (top) ahaha! (bottom) this is so fun! it was a good idea to send you to him

Whos toughts are that….?

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/691591184987111424/msg-impulse-weve-got-a-problem

Mumbo is holding his head? Can he sence grain is in danger?

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/691595304896692224/did-mumbo-kill-his-grian

with galatic translation;”A new layer of skin is starting to show up under those cracks.

i hope they don't get any bigger”

Meaning…. :OOOO??? Cause tango and false sure have blackish arms/legs/faces

https://infinityroom.tumblr.com/post/696392432080896000/msg-impulsesv-we-just-got-a-lot-of-information

The room is eating impluse. He had no items when he entered…

#infinity room theory #infinity room au

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chibivesicle · 1 year

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Hey there!

I just read a couple of your reviews and analyses of Trigun Stampede and OMG we both have the almost exact same gripes and problems with it! Like the pacing is so weird, there’s no breathing room for the characters to develop and most of the interactions between the characters feel like either ham-fisted exposition or shallow lip-service and as messy and crowded as it feels so far it also feels so empty, and I’m not getting any of the emotional nuance or anything that made the original so compelling, among everything else, like almost completely getting rid of the spaghetti western aesthetic that makes Trigun such a unique beast, turning Meryl into a generic uwu seasonal waifu that actively fawns over Vash, how Vash’s design goes against everything that’s encoded into his original design, this Roberto guy that sucks the joy out of every scene he’s in and constantly bullies Meryl, the lack of meaningful emotional connections between each character and by extension the audience, among many other things that we both have problems with. And even Vash’s character feels…off, like an empty imitation, and I don’t know why, but it feels empty.

All in all it’s so far little more than a flashy, style over substance sci fi action anime at best, an utter mess at worst, and it’s nice to see someone who’s familiar with both the 98 anime and the manga can actually see and analyse the glaring flaws in a thoughtful, insightful way and can see past the glitzy animation, which at this point makes me think that Studio Orange were more concerned with showing off their fancy CGI tech than anything. I also feel like they’ve leant much more into the sci-fi part and made such drastic changes to characters like Meryl to appeal more to the Japanese audience as well as modern anime audiences in general and in the process sacrificed ALOT, what do you think?

Hello hello,

Sorry for the slow reply, I'm trying to crank though a few before the work week starts tomorrow and I have another busy week work ahead.

I'm sort of relieved that other people are really noticing other things with Stampede that are why they aren't really liking or enjoying it. It took me a few metas to really begin to get past the initial reaction of something bothering me and getting annoyed about it but not being able to articulate it in the first few episodes. The original manga and anime were the product of its time and referred back to other forms of media that someone born after 2000 likely would not have seen. It truly was a unique beast that was destined for niche fans in Japan and I don't think they predicted how huge it would get outside of the country. It is pretty much a form of media that Gen-X or Millennials would watch and get a lot of the references. The part that I miss the most was the spaghetti western aspect of it - I freakkin' loved those as a kid growing up and watched My Name is Nobody a lot on VHS. They are a weird period slice of media and if you were familiar with them it translated over so well to Trigun.

I've watched a ton of anime over the years and I'm still shocked that I'm this disappointed about a series that I loved over twenty years ago. The original was an odd duck when it came out but I think that was its special sauce; it was a beautiful onion that unpeeled to a deeply emotional series that really forced you to examine your morals and society. You cried in episode 23. Hard.

I'm with you - I feel this version of Vash feels empty. Yet, even six episodes in, I can't nail down why. He says similar things, he's shown to be able to do things but the best I can come up with is how he faces situations. In the original, he did run away from his problems, I mean he was doing it for over 100 years. But, he wasn't always running and would do his best to discretely do his part and have a less deadly outcome. Even if it meant getting gum stuck in a barrel or being tied up. He was incredibly friendly with people and joked around when possible and never stopped trying to look on the sunny side even when things were bleak. Manga Vash isn't as chipper, but when he helps out Livio pointing out that there is nothing better than eating food and being alive . . . he was a more supportive character. Meryl is a disappointment and no Milly - sighs. I can look back now and says that I clearly liked the original since it was an anime from the 90s that had TWO female characters who both brought things to the table, were competent and fed into the overall character growth of the entire core group. I 100% agree that the nuance and flavor of the original were completely sacrificed in the name of a 'serious' yet digestible sci fi action series. Yes, Meryl was indeed uwu-ized for a domestic audience and likely for international fans who like that type of character as well. Milly was cut because - well how do you explain Milly to a current anime audience? I'm trying to think of a contemporary character who is like her. Or a series she could be in? Gintama maybe? The series has good female characters but she's still too tall and not cute enough.

Actually, there is one series where I know she could work ~ but that cast of characters is already huge and if my theory is correct, both she and Meryl got gender swapped to male characters with slightly different flavors. And neither of them are reading the newspaper in this manga color panel.

Stay tuned for a longer meta by me about how the shounen/diverse cast/bonkers humor aspect of Trigun lives on in Blood Blockade Battlefront.

Studio Orange wants Stampede to be pretty, sci fi and dazzle everyone. With my episode six review done, I've really added to that even more. Whatever the final product will be, it will lack all the elements of the original sources. It isn't about if the '98 anime was better or the manga, they are both good for different reasons and that's fine. But they answered the same core questions, asked the same moral dilemmas and brought in the same themes. They just got there in two different ways. I'd like Studio Orange to be successful, but I'm not keen on their choices and it will be interesting to see the result.

Either people will go and look up the original and if they aren't used to the 90s animation style go - ick - and not get further or hopefully, they will see that the 90s anime and manga went some very interesting directions narratively and it pays off to sit back, watch/read and then cry along the way. And realize that original OST for Trigun was a killer gem of the late '90s along with Escaflowne. I just sigh as if Studio Orange wanted it to have a more visual impact, they should have kept the more 90s chara designs to catch the attention in our saturated landscape. In the 90s it would have been harder to notice with similar styles but now, that spiky blond hair! Would have worked better!

#trigun anime #trigun stampede #ask #answered ask

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hypnostheory · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Howdy, so I was tagged by @kiwiana-writes , @littlemisskittentoes and @affectionatelyrs , who I’d like to thank for being very supportive and friendly. Thanks besties!

1. How many works do you have in Ao3?

So this is changing by the day sometimes lol, right now I’m sitting at 16 fics, 2 are currently unfinished, 5 are chapter fics.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

Again, changing by the day it feels, but 132,329 words so far. That’s about the length of A Tale Of Two Cities.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now it’s FirstPrince (Red, White, and Royal Blue), but I have a Good Omens fic and several Homestuck fics.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. i hit my peak at seven feet

2. and that’s the way i loved you

3. something good and right and real

4. trouble’s gonna follow where i go

5. wanna know that body like it’s mine

Combined, these fic have 4,089 kudos.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to reply to every comment, but sometimes it’s a little overwhelming. I absolutely try to respond to all comments that have more than one sentence, but if I miss you I’m sorry and I promise I’m going to get to you at some point!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Sir we write smut here, this is not a tragic writing space lol. If I had to pick I think then I think you don’t want to know me is going to have one of the sadder endings but even still it’s gonna be happy because I’m not a sad writer lol.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of them? I mean, the sappiest ending is somewhere between i hit my peak at seven feet and something good and right and real.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, I mean the closest is someone who said my work was like disturbing or somethingbut I think that was actually a compliment???

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

This is like asking the Pope if he’s Catholic lmao. Yes I do, it’s primarily D/s dynamics, and almost always an AU one shot.

10. Do you write crossovers? If so, what’s your craziest one?

I do not. I sometimes put subtle references to other fandoms in my fics, but no crossovers.

11. Have you ever had your fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, my partner has tho. If someone found out my fic was stolen I’d like to know, but honestly if you see something I’m writing and get inspired by it just write your own version and tag me so I can read it Y’know.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so, but I have had someone offer to translate a fic into Chinese. I’m down if anyone wants to, but I only speak English and a moderate level of Spanish so I couldn’t check someone’s work.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

So my partner and I can get very collaborative, and I absolutely run my shit past people before it goes live, but for the most part I’m doing it all by myself.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Listen I love FirstPrince with all my heart but DaveKat is my first OTP and I’m never letting those fuckers go.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably never will?

Hmm, so I want to finish that Good Omens fic I mentioned but honestly that started in a weird time and I’m not sure if it’s got legs. Aside from that I’m trying to finish everything I start! (Or at least everything I publish!)

16. What are your writing strengths?

So from comments, I’d say my prose and my dynamics. I’d agree, I think my style is based in my education in poetry, so I can for sure get colorful. And I really enjoy the politics of a relationship, so I’ll sit there and wax poetics about the nature of soulmates daily and nightly lol. I also just write a lot very fast, so that’s a strength I guess.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptions. I’ll explain emotions to death but explaining how people look is more challenging. I also have issues with finishing things, which I’ve been trying really hard to work on.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

So I’m from Texas, so if it’s Spanish dialogue I’m comfortable. For the main part, I’m not going to write dialogue out word for word if the POV character doesn’t understand what’s being said, which takes out a lot of that issue for me. I think putting a foreign language in a fic is something that can be done very poorly, so I want to avoid that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Publically? Homestuck. That’s my answer.

20. Favorite fic that you’ve written?

Oh god, having to pick between my own kids basically. i hit my peak at seven feet is so important to me, it’s a very personal story and it really catapulted me back into writing fic. I also love there’s nowhere in the world like, which is the first fic I published in this account and is a really fun work about one of my hyper interests, so if you like 80s theme parks and Homestuck, give it a spin.

I’m tagging anyone who wants to do this, so feel free to blame me and take a spin! But also I’m absolutely tagging @futureseaempress 💖

#fic writing #20 questions #hypnostheory

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your-local-grinning-cat · 4 months

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‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe…

You have entered the Tulgey Wood, a place where Che’nya can often be found when he is not attending classes at Royal Sword Academy (RSA) or bothering visiting his friends at Night Raven College (NRC). Mind your step now - don’t step on the mome raths!

While all of Wonderland is mad, there are rules here! The Queen of Hearts has made sure of it! And even someone as chaotic as Che’nya listens to the Queen most of the time. So please keep the rules in mind while you’re here! Too much madness will make the cat disappear without a smile left behind. 😶‍🌫️

RULES…

1. The person helping Che’nya out behind the scenes is me, AR. He adopted me as his person. I have been lost in the Tulgey Wood for… a while now. So just know that when you talk to him, I will also be seeing the conversations.

2. If you have any questions or requests for advice and/or directions from the local stray, feel free to ask! Just know that when Che’nya gets back to you may vary… he is very free-spirited after all. One moment he’s here, then he’s at NRC stealing a tart from Heartslabyul, then he’s at RSA studying, and then he’s… who knows where! But I will make sure he gets to your requests whenever he wanders back to the Wood. Just be patient and respectful of the fact that both he and I have lives outside of this blog.

3. Che’nya is a flirty kitty, and is fine with you being flirty as well. However, flirting is as far as he is willing to go. Please do not act lewd, crass, or extremely NSFW. If you do, you may be either given a warning or teleported out of the Wood, depending on the severity. 🚫

4. Cursing is fine as long as it’s not excessive. There’s no need to use curses all the time - there’s much funnier ways to express frustration! Che’nya and I personally like mixing curses and non-curses together to see what we can create.

4. Che’nya and I both support people no matter where they have wandered from, what they look like, who they love, etc. We will not tolerate racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, etc. Once again, this will either result in a warning (if I think this is honestly a learning moment) or instant teleportation out. 🚫

5. Che’nya is a friendly kitty! He is absolutely willing to interact with other rp blogs and ocs! The more the merrier! Madness is much more fun when you can share it with more people!

6. I reserve the right to choose not to answer any question asked of me or Che’nya for any reason.

7. I am doing this basically entirely on mobile, so keep that in mind too. Some things just don’t translate well.

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TL;DR RULES…

1. There is a person behind this roleplay blog. Remember that and be kind and respectful.

2. You can send asks in but please be patient if you are not answered right away. I have a life outside of this blog, but I will try to get back to asap.

3. You can flirt, but do not go too far. Keep it relatively SFW. Go too far and you will either get a warning or blocked, depending on the severity of the rule break. 🚫

4. Be a decent human being. Don’t be racist, homophobic, transphobic, sexist, etc. Once again, this will either result in a warning (if I think this is honestly a learning moment) or a block. 🚫

5. I’m 100% willing to interact with other rp blogs and ocs!

6. I reserve the right to not answer anything.

7. I’m on my phone to use this roleplay blog. So keep that in mind if anything looks weird.

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Tags…

#che’nya chats - for replies to asks, whether questions or not

#che’nya appears - for when Che’nya wanders off and pops into view randomly at other blogs to cause mischief

#che’nya meows - for Che’nya’s random posts where he speaks his mind (for better or worse)

#chen’ya grins - for posts, jokes, riddles, puns, art, etc. that make Chen’ya happy and that he wants to share with his furrends!

#ar answers - for replies to asks that specifically deal with Che’nya’s person, AR, or where AR interacts more prominently than usual

#ar speaks - for AR’s posts that specifically have to do with their personal life outside of this blog; usually it will be an update as to where Che’nya has been hiding

And that’s finally it! Sorry about the excessively long post. I figure it’s best to just try to cover everything right up front.

Now it’s time for the cat to play… Heeheehee… 😸

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stillwanderingflame · 5 months

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twenty questions for fic writers

A little writing meme I got from @/alightbuthappypen. I always like looking back on my writing and some of these questions sent me on a fun trip down memory lane.

How many works do you have on AO3?

26. I have a lot more saved or posted to LJ but when I created my ao3 account, I was trying to pick the "best of the best" to share.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

379,781. My tendency to write long fic has only grown over the years.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Oh boy, in roughly this order I’ve written for: X/1999, Weiss Kreuz, Assassin’s Creed (Ezio’s games), Overwatch, X-Men: First Class, Prometheus (sort of), Captain America, and Mo Dao Zu Shi/The Untamed.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Found: Extremely Friendly Fox (魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù)

lost whenever you go (魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù)

A bridge in the dark (陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) )

The Agreement (Assassin's Creed 2)

dying of thirst (魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù)

Until my first MDZS event, The Agreement was managing to hang in at top 3, despite the writing being 10 years old. People like smut, I guess.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do try to but I’m often behind, especially when it comes to event fics where comments might come in faster than I can get to them. As a reader, I never expect a response so I hope people don’t feel bad when they don’t get one, but as a writer I really want to show my appreciation for someone taking the time to leave a comment. Also, sometimes readers leave their thoughts and I want to talk more about them!

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

The angstiest fic I can think of isn’t on ao3. It was part of a set of fics I wrote for an AC BigBang long ago that were based on a fanmix. Sad song = sad ending.

I don’t generally write angst but if I had to pick from what's on ao3, it’d be my Weiss Kreuz fic since that’s pretty fraught until the end.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Um, all of them. 😆 Almost everything I write has a happy ending and usually some pretty sappy moments. Found: Extremely Friendly Fox is probably the lightest, happiest thing I've written.

(Or maybe Soothing Waters because that is literally just an excuse to write a soft moment between Ezio and Leonardo.)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I don’t think I have. I’ve had someone leave a comment disagreeing with what I wrote in a scene but they weren’t overly rude about it.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes. A lot. Half of my ao3 fics are explicit. 😂 ‘What kind’ is an interesting question. I guess I've written many kinds, from vanilla to BDSM and even a couple of darker fics that I don't have on ao3.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Yes, I really like taking characters from one universe and dropping them into another. I don't usually combine the casts from both 'verses (although the Tron fic is an exemption). It's more that I think the characters from one 'verse would be interesting to write in a different setting. The craziest one is a X-Men: First class/Prometheus crossover that is probably nothing like you'll picture.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not, but I had had my fic added to Goodreads, which I don't love.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I've had someone ask but they were posting on Wordpress so I don’t follow up to see if they posted it.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, but not posted anywhere. I co-wrote a Devil May Cry 3 fic with a friend, and then another friend wrote a fic set in one my fics universes, if that counts. We collaborated on characterization details.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

This is an impossible question. 😆 I am as in love with Schuldich/Yohji, a pairing I first wrote about 13 years ago, as I am with Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian, which I've most recently written for. And Ezio/Leonardo will forever be in my heart. I guess I love some more than others but I can't pick an all-time fav.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

From recent wips: I have a Jin Ling POV fic that’s the fourth in my vampire AU series that I really want to finish but every time I go back to it, I’m convinced it sucks and no one wants to read the POV of a kid (even if I think JL’s POV is the most interesting for this scenario). I’ll probably never finish it unless I can get over that block.

An even better answer because it's sat around longer: a X-Men: First Class/Mercy Thompson universe crossover. It's XMFC with werewolves, but werewolves as they are in the Mercy Thompson books. Charles is an omega but it's nothing like omegaverse. I'm still really proud of how I blended those universes but omegaverse is so wildly popular, and this is nothing like that, so I figured it had no audience. I was so close to finishing it too. 🥲

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm bad at seeing my own strengths so I'll have to go with the kind of comments I receive and those are usually that: the sex was hot, the emotional beats landed well, or that I had a wild/unusual idea and I made it work.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

This is easier to answer. I struggle with writing sex scenes, even if they're usually received well. And I struggle to write the "connective tissue" between the scenes I picture most clearly. Sometimes this is the whole middle of a fic and sometimes it's just small scenes that are needed to tie together two things I've already written.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I usually avoid writing complete sentences in languages I don’t know but I am guilty of sprinkling of lot of (probably unnecessary and incorrect) Italian into my AC fics.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

For unposted fic: self-insert Star Wars (original trilogy/novels universe). For something that was posted publicly (before the days of ao3): either X/1999 or Weiss Kreuz. I don't know which came first.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Another impossible question! I have favorites for different reasons. It’s No Good was my first longfic and a favorite because I love that pairing and there’s so little of it that’s not dark.

From my recent work, probably Searching for answers. It’s a niche kind of crossover but I’m really proud of it and want to believe the emotions came through as meaningfully as I tried to write them.

And you know what? Special shout-out to Feelin' Nauti because I re-read that while going through all my ao3 fics and I'm just really proud of the emotion I managed to capture in a 7k fic. (I need to figure out how to do that again.) Plus, I think it has a lot of good lines in it.

#writing meme #writing

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