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loudstan · 4 years

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Epiphany

A collection of NCT werewolf AU stories.

Doyoung (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt. 3) (pt. 4) (pt. 5)

Summary: The wolf population kept decreasing and those who were left had a hard time trying to fit into society. Sure, people didn’t consider them as dangerous as vampires, but wolves could still sense some hostility every time they did as much as go for a walk in a public place. Thanks to wolves’ natural magical abilities, NCT (one of the remaining packs) found a safe place among witches in a town where no one knew their secret, allowing some members to finally get a job, study and interact with others without fear of being rejected.

Life seems to finally be peaceful for them… except that wolves have needs, and one of those needs is finding their mate.

Pairing: Werewolf! Doyoung x Witch! female reader

Warnings: The smut starts here!

You had found Doyoung attractive since day one and you had caught yourself eyeing him up at least once every class, but he was so intimidating that you never once thought about making a move. And you certainly never imagined him dragging you into the teacher’s restroom to confess he was imprinted on you and kiss you like that.

Doyoung’s lips were soft and delicate, just like his touch. His hands traveled gently from your hair, down your chest and to your abdomen, his fingers landing on the hem of your shirt and tapping lightly, not daring to go under it just yet.

The feeling of his lips against yours was heavenly, but a part of you had a hard time processing what was happening and you were not sure you were understanding the situation.

“W-wait-,” you tried to put some distance between your mouths only for him to whine desperately and chase after you again,nipping at your bottom lip so deliciously you let out a faint moan. He groaned appreciatively and bit harder while sucking on it, needing to hear that sound again.

You sighed into the kiss, the overwhelming amount of feelings clouding your mind when his tongue slipped into your mouth and massaged yours sensually. Slowly you let his warmth invade you and fought his tongue back for dominance and while Doyoung liked you finally being responsive, he didn’t appreciate you challenging his authority, so he kissed back aggressively,not sparing you a single breath.

It was when you sucked his tongue that he completely lost it.He grunted and grabbed your hips, pushing you up against the wall and slamming his hips against yours, both of you instantly moaning out loud in bliss. The two of you finally took a break from the kiss, your breath fanning each other’s mouths, panting. You felt lost, everything was a blur, and your were thoughts going wild with the need of either running away or pulling him closer.

Sensing your uncertainty, Doyoung licked the outline of your lip gently, “Come back,” he whispered, his fingertips drawing soothing circles on your hips.He already knew how overwhelming all this was for a werewolf, so he could imagine how confusing it was for a human.“Come back to me.”

You hesitantly opened your eyes to meet Doyoung’s intense gaze. “Breathe in,” he commanded hushedly and you complied, inhaling with difficulty, too aware of his proximity. “Good girl,” he added when your breathing became relatively steady.

Just when you thought you had regained some self control, you felt Doyoung’s pelvis delicately rubbing against yours.

“Oh!” you whimpered when you felt the outline of his already hard member chafing your center.“Oh god, yes...”

“I told you your body was responding to mine,” he purred, pressing himself against you and rotating his hips in a circular motion, slow but hard. “You’re so wet for me already.”

You let out a silent scream at how he slid against your clit and held onto the material of his shirt in desperation. You looked from the point where your hips met his and back to his face, to what was probably the most erotic thing you had ever seen: Doyoung’s hooded eyes had never stopped looking at your face, not wanting to miss any of your reactions, his eyebrows were furrowed and he was biting his lip almost painfully. This man was driving you insane without taking any clothes off.

“Do you know why it feels this good Y/N?” he grunted after thrusting against you sharply a few times, eliciting several moans from you. You shook your head, not trusting your voice, and he let out a chuckle before continuing, “Because you’re mine. That classmate of yours could never make you feel this good, could he?”

You were not even sure what he was asking at this point, you could only focus on how good he felt against you and how much better he would be inside of you.

“Could he?” he asked again, stopping his movements completely, to which you responded pulling at his shirt and accidentally scratching his neck, trying to bring him closer to you.

“No! No one could!” you yelled with tears about to escape your eyes, your hips moving on its own to create an image that had Doyoung mesmerized.

“Say you’re mine.” he demanded.

“Yes! I’m yours, I’m yours! Please-”

Needless to say more, he lifted you up against the wall and with your legs wrapped around his waist, he rammed his body against yours, grinding relentlessly, your moans mixing to a point where it was hard to know who was louder.

Blinded by desire, you moved your own hips wildly to meet his, one of your hands digging your fingernails into his back while the other pulled his hair roughly.

“Oooh baby, yes!” he hissed before pressing his lips against yours urgently. “Look at you, so perfect for me…” he panted between kisses, “You’re gonna take all of me next time, won’t you? Let me fuck you silly for days until the only thing that you can say with that pretty mouth of yours is my name.”

You nodded automatically, tears rolling down your face as you felt your climax approaching. “I’ll t-take anything…. oohhh” your eyes rolled back into your skull. “Anything you g-...give me!”

“I’ll give it to you so good Y/N”, he nipped at your jaw and kissed his way to your earlobe. “So fucking good…”

“Ah! yesyesyes-YES! DOYOUNG!” you squirmed in his arms, your release so close it was driving you insane. You had never experienced a build up like this before. “It’s too...too much- I’m gonna-”

“Yeah?” he hummed licking your neck, feeling his orgasm close too, “Is my mate going to cum?” he inhaled deeply and felt his eyes roll back in extasis. “You’re gonna cum so nice and hard, baby, I can taste it.”

He thrusted his pelvis brutally, at a speed that would have been impossible for a human, the exquisite friction taking you to the edge and just like that your release hit you so hard you only saw white as your body shook uncontrollably.

Doyoung’s eyes widened in shock and he gasped when he felt an electric pleasure invade him: that was your orgasm. He could feel it in his own body. Your bond was that powerful. He was in such a state of euphoria that he couldn’t process what happened next, he only registered the feeling of his own release with him mouthing the curve of your neck and another wave of pleasure that took over your body as you came again, your legs trembling around him.

Both of you slid down the wall and onto the floor, completely out of breath, the aftermath of your orgasms leaving a tingling sensation in your fingertips and your minds clouded.

“Holy shit…”

It wasn’t you who said it, but neither was Doyoung.You blinked a couple of times and looked at the man in front of you, who was looking back at you, equally confused. Then Doyoung turned to the side, where he had discharged his phone when he dragged you into the restroom.

“Fuck…” Doyoung muttered as he reached for his phone. “Johnny?”

“Yeah, hi…”someone’s muffled voice replied.

“What the hell?! Were you listening the entire time?” Doyoung had never been this embarrassed in his life.

“Dude, you messaged me saying you needed someone to go get you. Then I called and you picked up but started talking to someone else who turned out to be your mate and, well… we got curious.”

“WE?!”

“Listen, do you still need me to pick you up or nah? I mean, you said you needed to leave that place before you did something you’d regret but I don’t know if it’s too late for that…”

Something he would regret?

Doyoung stared at his phone and then at you, who still had not recovered from that mind-blowing experience, your limp body sitting on the floor, your face flushed and pretty and your eyes seemed to have a hard time focusing. That sight alone was enough to get him going again and he seriously considered it as he scanned your body until his eyes landed on your neck, which had a big purple and red mark on it.

His body was suddenly rigid and his face pale, remembering what he had done. He was so lost in lust and adoration that he had bitten you, claiming you,a girl who didn’t even fully understand the situation, as his mate... all this while dry humping you in the teachers’ restroom of all places.

“Doyoung?” Johnny was still waiting.

Doyoung stood up and took a step back, horrified. He had done something so crucial without even asking you if you wanted it. He took a last look at you: You were coming back to reality and your hand was pressing against the injury on your neck, giving him a puzzled look.

“Please come pick me up right now,” Doyoung whimpered at the phone before abandoning the restroom, leaving you alone and confused.

#doyoung #kim doyoung #nct doyoung #doyoung smut #nct scenarios #nct smut #nct imagines #nct drabbles

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the-fiction-witch · 4 years

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Better

REAL LIFE COUPLE TBS X READER (teenagers) RATING SMUTT

(teenage plot, seriously none of this makes any sense unless there teenagers so kinda have to remember that else the plot makes no sense)

I smiled as I hoped along the sweet London streets, in my little blue summer dress and little socks coming up to my knees, humming my little tune as I arrived at the house I was looking for opening the little gate even if it whined as I did, shutting it behind me and going up to the black front door knocking on the silver handle a couple of times,

Not a second later the door opened to the tall dark haired man I know very well

"Ooh Hiya y/n" he smiled

"Hi Mr Sangster," I smiled

"Hey call me mark Hun you've been around enough" he laughs letting me in "Thomas knows your coming?"

"I did message him but, you know what he's like with his phone" I laughed

"True, True, well he's up in his room I'm off out I'll lock you two In as you'll be in your own" he says

"Thanks" I smiled running up the staircase noticing Ava's room was empty two probably at her boyfriends or something so I went to Thomas' door knocking gently

"Go away!" He yelled from inside

"Tommy it's me" I laughed

"Fine come in" he sighed so I opened the door sneaking in and shutting it again to be met with an odd sight.

His floor was littered with food wrappers, tissues and socks.

His bed seemed made and almost unused.

His curtains pulled leaving the room in darkness.

All but his pc monitor that cascaded abusively bright light across his room.

He sat at his pc on his little chair his desk covered in various things that I didn't want to inquire about

"Hi y/n" he sighed

"Hi, you've been... Busy"

"Ummm... I have," he answered

"Are you okay?"

"Fine, fine,"

"Okay, why is your room such a tip?"

"Been busy"

"Busy? Yeah I can tell busy doing what?"

"You don't wanna know"

"Don't I?"

"You really don't"

"Whatever Thomas, you can continue your business while I'm here I don't care"

"You really won't care?"

"No, your room do whatever you want" I laughed "I'm just here for your brain" I smiled sitting in his bed with my college coursework I sat working for a while as he did stuff on his computer not sure what till I noticed his hand... In his lap moving and the little noise, I was confused before I noticed his screen

"Aaaaahhh Thomas what the fuck!" I yelled

"What! You said I could!"

"Yeah I meant do whatever random shit you where doing"

"Well I've been doing this so? You said do what I normally do?"

"I didn't mean jerk off your perv!"

"You said you didn't care!"

"I care if I'm in the room and your jacking yourself Thomas!"

"Uhhh just let me finish y/n" he groans

"How much have you been doing this? Is that why you've been snuggled up in your room the last month? This is what you've been doing?"

"Yeah? I'm not hurting anybody"

"You can't stay locked in your room masturbating for a month Thomas" I tell him "how are you not dead?"

"Eating alot of cereal"

"Hu?"

"Cereal, dairy increases stamina and load content as do most cereals that aren't just sugar" he explained

"So breakfast cereal is like a jizz making meal?"

"Indeed it is"

"Hu... Then why did Mr Kellogg think it would make guys not wanna masturbate? Seems like he was inventing it Purley for masturbating"

"Yeah..."

"Are you still?"

"Yes! And I'd appreciate not trying to hold a conversation when I'm this close to - c-cumming" he groans

"Thomas... I think you may have a chronic masterbation problem" I tell him he ignored me so I sighed going out his room not exactly like I wanna watch him but then I had an idea I snuck down the stairs into the den and found the WiFi found the socket it plugged into and switched it off I could hear him complaining as I went back upstairs seeing him sat on his bed bundled up in the dark sucking his thumb "Thomas it's okay" I told him careful

"No it's not okay! I was so close!!" He complained "I hate this, I want my porn back" he whines

"Why don't you try something better then porn?" I suggest

"What do you mean? Nothings better then that?"

"Well there are other ways Thomas" I laughed

"Ooh you mean like the magazine's, oh no I stole those from my dad, they don't do much for me I guess the internet has kinda spoilt me I just don't find them interesting" he explained

"Your a werid little guy Thomas" I laughed

"What, I thought when everyone started developing it was just kinda werid... Then it Uhhh hit like a ton of bricks when I found the porn"

"Well there is other options" I laughed

"What options? My porn is gone and magazines don't do anything, what my imagination? Kinda hard to imagine when your here"

"That's not what I meant Thomas" I laughed

"Then what?"

"I thought maybe... As you where so desperate and the wifis out and your room is so cosy and dark maybe two childhood freinds might... Experiment?" I suggested getting up from his bed looking though the small box of vinyl his dad let him have in his room, as all of it was his dad's as was the record player but Thomas had managed to sneak it away to his room

"Experiment? With- with you!"

"I'd you liked" I smiled picking one out carefully setting it all up letting the sweet music play

"How's that gonna help? How is us doing science gonna help my problem?"

"No Thomas... I mean we could do something even better then porn" I laughed sitting back beside him on his bed

"Better the porn?" He asks "nothing is better then porn"

"Ooh you stupid boy" I sighed grabbing his neck and kissing him he was in shock a moment but kissed me back gently kissing our kisses very slow and hardly any moment at all till he gently moved away to speak between kisses

"It's uhh it's nice but when does it start getting better then porn?" He muttered unable to completely stop kissing me so I pulled him closer moving his hands to the small of my back kissing him much deeper and more passionate "oohhh..." He muttered a little surprised I smirked a little and slipped my tounge in his mouth he kept up with me a little lost but not wanting to stop as our little kisses turned into being sat on his bed making out for what felt like forever till I pulled away "whoa..."

"Nice?"

"Really nice" he blushed "really really good actually... But honestly? Not better then porn. It's you know not gonna make me finish or anything" he explained

"Wanna try something else?" I suggest

"Does that mean we have to stop making out?" He asks in panic holding my arms

"Aww not if you want to keep going" I smirked "so something else or make out again?"

"Again!" He says excitedly so I smiled and pulled him back to kissing me our making out lasting ages this time and he often pulled me closer to him so hardly an inch was between us Thomas even lead a little in this kiss but I noticed his hand was gone I looked down seeing him they and slip it down his jeans so I grabbed his hand and pulled away

"I can think of something better then your videos" I smiled laying back in his bed and pulling my dress down enough to flash him my purple lace bra his eyes went wide as he was almost drooling over me I smiled sitting up on my elbows looking at him "you can touch if you want Thomas?" I encouraged

"Touch? What do you mean?" He asked a little lost "I can touch whatever I want? If I want to?" He asks and I nodded I was excited but to my dismay his hand simply slipped in his jeans clearly jerking off

"Thomas what are you doing?" I laughed making him stop

"Jerking off... Looking at you? What that not right?" He asks

"No Thomas" I laughed giving him a kiss and putting his hands on my boobs

"Oohh my god."

"Better then porn?" I smirked

"Porn is worthless to me now" he answered "I have boobs now.... There like porn you can squish"

"Thomas enough" I laughed pushing him away he looked upset but I gave him a kiss and got out his bed going over and flipping the record as this side had finished and as soon as I did I undid my dress letting it drop turning and playing with my hair as I let Thomas see all of me in my little matching lace lingure he was in shock I think his hand uncontrollably going to touch himself "Tommy stop it" I told him slapping his hands away from himself

"I'm sorry y/n I just don't know what else to do, your so beautiful and you make me feel good so... Jerk off looking at you I don't have any other presets in my head" he explained

"Humm let's fix that then" I smiled wrapping his arms around me as he was sat on his bed and sitting in his thighs wrapping my arms around his neck rubbing my nose and body on him

"What do I do now?" He asks

"Whatever your Dick's telling you too Thomas" I whispered kissing down his neck

"It's telling me to jerk off"

"Other then that" I laughed

"It wants to fuck you"

"Well listen to your dick Thomas" I giggled laying on his bed it took maybe a millisecond before Thomas was ontop of me his arms around me so tightly his hands both crossed over my back to hold the opposite waist his knee on my thigh keeping my legs open so he could gently grind his crotch against my own he kissed me like crazy almost like a vampire was trying to eat me as he kissed up and down my neck every inch of us pushed up against each other as he forced my back to arch giving him even more space to rub up against me

"Uuummmmm I need you so bad, princess" he groans between kisses

"Hehe Thomas stop it" i giggled pushing him away a little

"What? What's wrong? I thought I was doing as my dick told me to?"

"Well yeah but don't you think you should... Lock your door?" I suggest

"Ooh right yeah" he blushed getting up and locking his door I smiled invitingly as I laid in the bed he blushed harder slipping his shirt off and getting into bed with me returning to our passionate lusty snuggle and make out we where holding each other so tightly lost in everything that we even rolled around his bed sometimes is be ontop of him others he'd be on me sometimes neither of we ended up on our sides his hands going all over me and I couldn't deny mine did on him too till I was nuzzled against his pillow as he kissed my neck working on undoing his jeans his hand left a moment and I was instantly suspicious I looked and he was digging around in his draw till I saw him grab a condom putting it on the corner of his bedside table I smiled pulling him back to kissing my lips till I pulled away

"Better then porn?" I asked

"A billion times better princess" he blushed "so..." He says getting the condom in his hand as he sat over me "your sure you want to do this?" He asks

"I'm sure... You sure you want to?"

"I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything in my life" he answered giving my lips a kiss "I think I love you y/n"

"You don't love me Thomas, that's just your hormones, you don't love me your just listening to your dick again" I laughed

"Y/n I do, I know I do, I have for as long as I can remember, since you use to come play sand pit and you used to force me to play tea with you and ava, I've had a crush on you for as long as I can remember... I know I went a little crazy with jerking off but it's only because I couldn't have the girl I really wanted"

"And now?"

"And now I finally get to lose my virginity to my princess" he blushed

"Awww Thomas" I smiled hugging him tightly "I love you too"

"Did you wanna be my girlfriend?"

"I'd love to" I smiled "now... You still want to?" I asked taking the condom wrapper out his hand and he blushed and nodded pulling me back to kissing him.

#TBS #tbs sex #tbs smut #tbs smutty #tbs imagines #TBS Imagine #thomas #thomas brodie sangster #thomassangster #thomas sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #thomas brodie sangster im #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster i #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas sangster imagine #thomas sangster smut #thomas sangster x reader #thomas sangser imagine

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arofili · 4 years

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for the character ask meme: sauron?? >:3c

How I feel about this character: evil twink. terrible. i love him. for real tho i think fandom has woobified sauron to angband and back, and while i get people who are frustrated by us forgetting he’s a villain....like....he’s just so FUN, you know? he’s done so many things, he’s so complicated, why wouldn’t you want to play with what’s going on in his head? i know i do! there are days i want to just sit down and rewrite the entire legendarium from sauron’s POV, because he was there for all of it, causing trouble the whole time. my version of sauron is Evil And Loving It almost the whole way through - but he did it out of love, for melkor at first and then for himself, and while that’s no excuse for evil it’s a fascinating motivation.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: i mean, melkor, obvs. angbang’s probably the second biggest ship in the fandom after russingon, and it’s a GOOD ship. my particular flavor of angbang isn’t the abusive/controlling melkor kind, i like it when it’s reciprocated and sincere - though there’s still absolutely room for evil and possessiveness. idk, healthy(ish) angbang is just more interesting to me? like there’s gonna be a power dynamic there, but i’m so much more interested in mairon having almost equal footing in his relationship than him being some pawn of melkor - i think that makes the times where he has the harsh realization that he’s not equal, just almost equal, even more impactful. like, he can tell melkor “no” and melkor will listen - except when he doesnt. idk, i like that more than him being afraid of saying no at all. (though i certainly do enjoy other versions of angbang! this is just my favorite) Like, i think Sauron carries his love for Melkor through everything he does after the first age. At first he’s doing it all for Melkor, thinking about when he breaks his master out of the void, and then slowly starts to realize that wait, that might not happen. but he keeps going anyway, with melkor as his grounding for what he’s doing, as he becomes more invested in his own future.

THAT BEING SAID i also love silvergifting because im PREDICTABLE. again, my flavor of sauron is one that’s in love with melkor first and foremost and always intentionally planning to fuck celebrimbor over, but the trope of sauron being like “i’ll seduce Tyelpe into evil, it worked when Melkor did it to me” “didn’t Melkor fall in love with you though?” “SHUT UP” becomes Annatar in a way that he almost forgets who he used to be, which is also interesting, but i’m the kinda person who wants Sauron always consciously aware of every thing he does to Tyelpe- I want him feeling guilty about it by the end, but, importantly, doing it anyway.

[cw rape] Sauron/Maedhros is also really fascinating to me, especially since it’s (almost) always nonconsensual... it’s a good reminder that sauron is at the end of everything evil and practically irredeemable. and i’m more interested in mae’s feelings on this ship than i am sauron’s, considering sauron is abusing him because melkor wants him to (and he probably wants to toy with maedhros too) and isn’t particularly apologetic about it. ALTHOUGH. sauron maybe fucking with Maedhros to the extent of actually pretending he cares, that he’s genuinely here for Mae - that is also some really fucked up interesting shit especially as foreshadowing for Silvergifting.... [that being said! i linked a fic up there that has consensual sauron/maedhros and oohhh boy is it good! heed the warnings, and it’s a modern AU ft. abusive!melkor, but definitely check it out if you’re interested in these two!]

I can get down on other Sauron ships (like him and the Nazgul, him and Ar-Pharazon) but most of those are Sauron playing a game of chess - but, critically, not making the same mistakes he made with Tyelpe. he keeps himself detached and distant, not actually falling in love.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Eonwe!! I looooove headcanons about him and Eonwe having been bros in the past! makes everything at the end of the war of wrath so much more tragic :)

Sauron and Aule are also great, I think Aule was fatherly toward him and heartbroken to lose him. Which leads me to: Sauron and Curumo/Saruman, considering they were both disciples of Aule - and perhaps Curumo tried to replace Mairon after everything went down, but never quite could... Them having been friends puts their collaboration in LOTR into a different perspective, too. it’s sooo juicy to think of Saruman coming to Middle-earth determined to be Better than Sauron was, to prove to Aule that he’s the superior Maia, maybe even hoping that he can convince Sauron to repent...and then falling into the same trap of evil, being outsmarted by the friend he always wanted to impress, being cast aside and defeated.

AND i’ll also throw in that he and Thuringwethil were definitely best buds in Angband, sorry I don’t make the rules. she’s an exasperated lesbian vampire who has to put up with his disaster gay stunts all the time, less of his lieutenant and more of the friend who tries to keep him out of trouble!

My unpopular opinion about this character: idk, he’s evil? like unrepentantly evil. we woobify him, and i’ve done a lot of that in this post already, but it’s worth really making it clear that he IS very evil. [cw rape] and i definitely think he raped maedhros, and probably tyelpe and a lot of other people too. which is just awful awful awful no matter what way you slice it. so like yeah, i feel for the dude, and it’s hard for me to wrestle with how fun and sexy i think sauron is but at the same time be a huge maedhros stan. it’s strange how we as fandom can excuse murder and war crimes and torture and shit but we draw the line at sexual abuse (which!!!! is bad and shouldn't be excused!!!). like all of the other things are horrifying and terrible and aren’t condoned irl, but in fiction i guess it’s like “meh, violence is fine, i stan a villain” but then this other violent thing is Not Remotely Ok because it’s also sexual. (again!!! not saying that we should be ok with sexual violence!!!!! more like...questioning why we’re ok with other kinds of violence, why sexual things in any form is more taboo. tho im saying this as a person who enjoys a good gory fic, so. yeah. im ramlbling at this point)

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: frankly i dont KNOW, he did SO MUCH in canon already?? i want a more fleshed out, detailed version of everything he did (remember when i said i daydream about rewriting the legendarium from his POV??) but i think events wise he’s done EVERYTHING he could do lmao.

#silmarillion #sauron #mairon #cw rape #rape cw #tw for ts #long post #ask games #my meta #tefain nin #(these ARE metas after all i should tag them as such...)#anyway THANK YOU ANON for asking this i definitely Went Off!!!#anon #answers #silm meta

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numba99 · 5 years

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The Intern - Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

summary: You are an intern at MSG, strictly forbidden to become involved with any of the Rangers. However, this becomes difficult when you catch the eye of a certain player. Word count: 2.3k

warning: nothing really just like alcohol mentions I guess and no proof reading teehee

“Good morning,” A voice chirped, pulling you from your sleep. You let out a loan groan as Jess jumped on to your bed.

“I’m trying to sleep,” you grumbled, trying to pulled the blankets over your head.

“You’ve slept long enough I need to know what happened last night,” Jess said, nudging your shoulder.

“I definitely have not slept long enough,” you replied.

“I got bagels,” Jess singsonged.

That got your attention. “Alright, I’m coming,” you sighed, kicking the covers off. Jess jumped up in excitement and you followed her out to the kitchen. Just as she promised, there was a bag of fresh bagels waiting for you.

“Bribery is a new low for you,” you said, digging through to find an everything one.

“But it worked,” Jess noted, “So some on, spill.”

“Well I am happy to report that Chris is in fact single,” You told her as you spread a layer of cream cheese over you bagel.

“As delighted as I am by this news you know that’s not what I wanna hear about,” Jess replied, pointing the butter knife at you.

“There really isn’t much to tell,” you shrugged.

Jess rolled her eyes, “Every time you say there isn’t much to tell, a shit ton of things happened.”

You sighed and gave her the run down, even though you thought it was uneventful. At least it would satisfy her. “And then we shared an Uber home. See not much to tell,” you finished.

“You’re so naive its precious,” Jess replied, “He obviously likes you.”

“It doesn’t matter how he feels, it just can’t happen,” you replied, “And I appreciate him respecting that.”

“Okay fine I will give him that, it’s cool of him to not push it,” Jess nodded, “All the more reason you should bang him though. Sounds like a greta guy.”

“You’re hopeless,” You laughed, shaking your head, “But he is a great guy, I really li-” You tried to stop yourself before you gave her ammo but it was too late.

“Oohhh you like him,” Jess grinned.

“Oh please,” you tossed a napkin at her, “You know what I meant.”

“Sure... sure,” Jess laughed.

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The next few weeks you were riding a high. Being at MSG was significantly less stressful when you didn’t feel like you had to dodge one of the players. You were getting along great with guys and Lias never tried anything with you. You really appreciated him respecting your boundaries, and you were starting to develop a great friendship.

On top of that your workload was increasing, but in a good way. You got to be more hands on, and even write up a few posts on your own. It was really great to feel like Beth trusted you and thought you were doing well.

“Hey great game today Lias,” you said as he was packing up his things. The rangers had a come from behind win today, with Lias scoring the goal that put them over the edge.

“Thanks,” he smiled, “Definitely needed that. By the way, did Mika mention his Halloween party to you?”

“Um no I don’t think so.” You got told a lot of things from a lot of different people while you were here, but you were sure you would remember Mika mentioning his Halloween party.

“Guess I’m beating him to the punch, but he wanted to invite you. It’s this weekend at his place and you’re welcome to bring a friend. Costumes are a must though,” Lias told you.

“That sounds great I’d love to,” you replied, however it dawned on you this could be crossing a line and you wanted to check with Beth first. “I gotta make sure I have nothing else though, can I text you later to let you know for sure?” You didn’t wanna admit you had to ask your boss for permission.

“Yeah of course.” Lias took your phone and entered in his number. You chuckled to yourself as you were walking away realizing he made his contact name “Lias my favorite ranger Andersson.” It was sort of juvenile, but somehow from him it was charming.

“Hey Beth can I ask you something?” you asked as you stepped into her office.

“Sure, what is it?” she asked, looking up from the papers on her desk.

“So I was sorta invited to a Halloween party at Mika’s but I didn’t know if I was allowed to go?” you explained shyly. It felt so stupid coming out of your mouth.

Beth laughed, “I'm not your mother, y/n, you don't have to ask me permission to go out.”

“I know, but I just didn’t want to cross a line or anything. I didn’t want you to think I was trying to get around the rules,” you told her.

“The rules are against romantic relationships. Believe me, I wasn’t an intern that long ago, I know it’s fun to get asked to do stuff with players. You work hard and should be able to enjoy the perks. If it’s a big group thing, I don’t see the problem with it,” Beth replied.

“Thank you, that makes me feel a lot better,” you said.

“Of course,” Beth said, “You’ve got a good head on your shoulders, I trust you and I know you wouldn’t do anything to break that. Besides, the more the players like you, the better answers I get when you’re around. It’s a win win for me.”

“Glad I can help,” you laughed. With that, Beth told you you were free to go for the night.

You practically ran home, eager to tell Jess about it. “You’re kidding?” she squealed.

“Nope! You’re finally gonna meet Chris,” you told her.

“Oh thank god past Jess had the foresight to take off Halloween. This was all meant to be,” Jess gushed.

You smiled, sharing in excitement as you pulled out your phone to let Lias know you would be able to go. Within minutes he replied:

Can’t wait to see you

___

The day of the party you had butterflies in your stomach and you didn’t really know why... Well you knew why but you were going to ignore that. Instead, you put your energy into getting ready. You and Jess chose to be a devil and angel, you being the devil and her the angel. The costumes were basic, red dress for you and white for her with horns and a halo. It was the best it was going to get with such last minute plans. You did feel really hot in it, though, and really that’s all that matters.

“Oh wow we are both getting some tonight,” Jess said as you checked yourselves over one last time before heading out.

“No you are, I will be cheering you on from the corner,” you reminded her.

She grinned, “We’ll see about that.” She should be the one dressed as a devil.

The Uber to Mika’s place wasn’t too long and boy were your floored by his apartment. Of course you knew it would be nice, but wow, you couldn’t even begin to imagine what the rent on the thing was. It didn’t feel too crowded despite the amount of people present; a miracle for a New York City apartment party.

“Hey! Y/n, glad you could make it,” Mika greeted you with a hug. He was dressed as a soccer player.

“Okay now I don’t feel so bad about how basic my costume is,” you teased.

“You invite someone into your own home and this is how they treat you...” he feigned insult.

You laughed, then introduced Jess, who you could tell was already scanning the room for “her man.” You all chatted together for a little, but Mika eventually had to move on to greet other guests. He pointed you guys towards the bar, where you spotted Lias hanging out.

“Holy shit hes even cuter then the pictures,” Jess whispered in your ear as you approached. You hushed her with an elbow nudge to the ribs.

“Hey y/n, you look amazing,” Lias smiled, pulling you in for a hug. God his body felt so muscular, you thought. Definitely could have done without that realization. “The irony of you dressed as devil around a bunch of rangers players isn’t lost on me.”

“I hadn’t even thought of that,” you laughed, “And what are you supposed to be?” He was dressed in an all black outfit that fit his body very well.

Lias leaned his head to the side, revealing “bite marks” drawn on. “A vampire.”

“Ah so that’s why you've got red on the side of your mouth, I thought your drink just dribbled out of the side of your mouth,” You teased, to which Lias playfully rolled his eyes.

“Ahem,” Jess interjected.

“Right,” you blushed, almost forgetting she had been there, “Lias this is my friend and roommate Jess. Jess, this is my work friend Lias.” You put a slight emphasis on the word friend, though you weren’t sure if that was more for her or you.

“Great to finally meet you, Lias. I’ve heard a lot about you,” Jess smiled.

“Really?” Lias smirked at you. You gave her a death stare; she was very pleased with herself.

“Yeah I guess I talk about work a little too much, she’s probably sick of it by now,” you tried to cover.

“What's going on here?” A voice asked. You turned around to find Chris entering the kitchen with a big smile on his face. You’ve never been happier to see him, knowing it would be the perfect Jess distraction. She played right into it, introducing herself as your friend.

“Great to meet you,” Chris smiled.

“I’ve heard this place has a nice view, care to show me?” Jess asked. You marveled at her boldness.

“I would love to,” Chris replied, and he sounded like he really meant it. Jess wrapped her around him and followed him out with a knowing smile in your direction.

“Wow,” Lias said, watching them leave.

“Yup,” you half laughed. That’s Jess for you.

“Well I hope everything you told her about is good, because if not I’m sure I’ll hear it,” Lias teased. Of course he hadn’t forgotten.

“Hmm I don’t know. May be safer to stay away from her or you’ll know how I really feel about you,” you shot back.

“And how’s that?” he asked, with a slight edge to his voice. It somehow didn’t seem like fun banter any more.

Before you could answer, someone bumped into you from behind, sending your drink sloshing out of the cup and on to Lias’ shirt. They muttered a drunk and giggly sorry before pushing past you.

“Shit I’m so sorry Lias,” You gasped. You tried to catch a glimpse of who ever did it, but you didn’t recognize them.

“It’s all good, it’s not your fault,” Lias replied very calmly for someone who had held a drink on their shirt.

“Let me help you get cleaned up at least,” you said. Lias nodded, and you followed him down a hallway to the back of the apartment. You slid into a bedroom, shutting the door behind you. It was quieter here, though you could still hear the soft thudding of the music through the walls.

“Mika doesn’t mind you borrowing his clothes?” You asked as you watched Lias fling open the closet.

“This is my room actually,” Lias replied, digging through his clothes, “I actually stay here with him.

“Oh,” you replied, suddenly feeling nervous. It shouldn’t make a difference, but knowing it was his bedroom and not Mika’s just felt different. It felt wrong. Lias didn’t seem to notice, he was pulling off his shirt without a care in the world. Sure, you’ve seen him shirtless countless times - the players got changed in front of the media all the time - but it just being you and him felt almost intimate.

When Lias caught your eye he froze, and the energy in the room shifted. You just knew that he was feeling what you were. “I can leave so you can change,” you said quickly.

“You don’t have to,” Lias replied, stepping towards you.

“I- uh- I don't know it probably should,” you stammered, reaching for the knob. Lias’ hand grabbed yours, your eyes locking.

“I don’t want you to,” his voice was just above a whisper. You barely heard if over your heart pounding in your ears. The next thing you knew his hands were cupping your face, pulling you in for a kiss. You melted into him, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him close to you.

It was like everything else disappeared. All you could think about was how good Lias’ lips felt against yours, how strong the muscles of his back felt against your fingertips. His hand slid down your body, playing at the hem of your dress and suddenly a voice entered your head.

“I trust you and I know you wouldn’t do anything to break that.”

Suddenly you were snapped back to reality. You jumped away from Lias with a gasp. Shit, you thought, I’ve fucked up big time.

“Are you okay? Did I h-”

“I have to go,” you spat out, turning away and practically tripping over yourself to get out the door.

“Shit, wait y/n,” Lias called after you, but you ignored it. You weaved through the partygoers, scanning the room for Jess. You spotted her in the corner, making out with Chris. For a fleeting moment you forgot what just happened and was just happy for her. Unfortunately, it didn’t last and you needed to get out ASAP.

“I’m so sorry Jess, we gotta go,” you broke them up. She shot you an annoyed look, but Jess knew you Long enough to know when something was up. She nodded, realizing you needed her and told Chris she’d call him later.

And with that, you got yourself out, but not without creating a giant mess.

#l andersson #lias andersson imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagines #rangers imagine #new york rangers imagine #the intern

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kkulmoon · 4 years

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Freaking Dumblr :(( absolutely good for nothing. Didn't send me a notif, if i didnt check your blog and scroll thru i woulda miss it >:( tumblr fite me!!

And yeah!! I do scanslation, been doing it since i was 12 😂 it been a while. I used to own a pretty big group too but then I quitted cuz dramas in scans are abundant and i rather waste my times on something else. Nowadays i'm pretty much do work for whichever groups that need help. I would tell which group it was but... that would reveal me 🤫

Okay things i love about myself part 3/10: I like my height. I'm 150cm so i am very short, and i used to HATE being short cuz i get tease a lot but now i learn to love it cuz i get call cute while hiding my evil side hehehehe 😈

Hehehe they says "be careful what you wish for" and I wish for PAIN!!!! I lost my shit over them all the damn time but blood sweats and tears.... i will never get over it.... THREW ME STRAIGHT BACK INTO MY VAMPIRE PHASE THAT I THOUGHT I GOT OUT OF AND I HATE THEM FOR IT

Hmmm, do i like the current version of myself? In some part, i do like how much I've matured. But i do wish to change a few things, maybe able to articulate my thoughts better. The way I say things tend to be from A straight to C instead of from A to B to C (does that even make sense?) So people misunderstand me oftens, and I may cause some unintentional hurts so I want to fix that in the future. What about you?

I'm glad you had a productive and healthy day!! Joon would definitely been proud 😤 i spent my day trying to win back my kitty's affection cuz she recently got a surgery and is wearing the collar of shame and is hating everyone 😭 she won't let me pet her just stand up and sashay away, what a brat >:(

I swear we're both writing novels and taking up people's timeline 😔 #sorrynotsorry.

Question of the day is: what are some of your pet peeves? -Valley's Lilies @valley-lilies

i sent a petty email to support about it and they fixed it so now i am happy lol, well until next time it happens 😔srry about having u scroll i rb a lot 😭

OH DAMN 12??? wow, what was i doing at twelve 🤔?? nothing productive i know ;(( oohhh i am srry about the drama that must rlly suck ;// i have so much love for scanlation groups tho especially the ones who share their conversations on the manga. then you must speak japanese, right?

awwww you’re so tiny and fun sized uwu, i’m literally almost 20 cm taller than you 😳, short people rlly are cute tho at least all the ones i know, except for this one kid in high school who i played soccer with, he was sooo annoying like pass the goddamn ball once in a while 😠O.O you have an evil side you say? what is it you’re hiding 👀??

anon valley’s lilies you lost some rights after putting me through the mental torture that is joon in a crop top but you’ve earned them back cause bst was just WOW SUCH A COMEBACK!!! hey i’m telling you, you never truly get over ur vampire phase, NEVER 🤪i still go back to it once in a while and they pulled it off so well, such a visually pleasing cb, you know that joon scene with the smoke ,that was when joon being my bias was CEMENTED for eternity ughhhhh

oh yeah you’ve definitely matured if you’re able to look at the way you communicate and find flaws... and yes it does make sense, i mean you know what B is in your mind, it might even seem so obvious that you don’t mention it and end up at C directly, or at least that’s how things have appeared to me. hmmm i want to change my behaviour, like conceptually i know what i should be doing but actually getting to it is a big hassle, i have a tendency for self destructive behaviour in certain areas of my life ;(( i’ve gotten much better but there’s still a way to go, like saying no, i NEED to start saying it more often, i’m way too lenient at times 😩

namjooning activites are the most healing, plus i am interested in learning how to pick mushrooms cause we’ve gotta a lot were i live. speaking of healing, what are your favourite healing activities? awww poor kitty ;((( she’ll come around, all cats have attitude problems according to me lol. i hope she’s feeling well, despite the collar ;))

folks you heard what she said, typing novels i shall continue to do lol

#valley's lilies 💞#asktrail #anontrail

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awesomeuchuu · 4 years

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@toneofdarkness

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 / 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ( x ) || @awesomeuchuu — [ guard ] for your muse to step in front of my muse protectively

Rei, the Vampire in Space: “Sun Red…?” Needless to say, Rei was surprised when the red-suited leader of the [Meteoranger] squad stepped in in front of him, putting himself in between the vampire and the base’s assailant.

—–

Rei had been wanting to know what had happened to the home asteroid of his clan, which, according to his younger brother Ritsu, had become devastated by an unknown culprit, with the both of them as the only surviving members. Rei himself had been under hibernation at the time, so the details, as far as he’s concerned, were hazy at best. After asking around, it’s decided that Rei go ask the proper authorities for more information. Sun Red had agreed to accompany him to the nearest Galactic Federation outpost.

Unfortunately, their enemy, [Akunosaki], had chosen to attack the Federation government outpost. And, to their surprise, it was only one person: one of the evil Emperor Ten-Showin’s lieutenants, Hibiki-Ga.

—–

“Oohhh!! What a brave soul, indeed!” Hibiki-Ga exclaimed excitedly, arms spreading wide, as if he hadn’t just rendered dozens of Federation soldiers responding to the attack unconscious, their bodies scattered along the hallway behind the [Akunosaki] agent. “As expected of the gallant leader of the [Meteoranger] squad~! Sun Red, yes? Is it? Is it~? However!

"I’m here on an important mission from His Imperial Majesty.” the masked lieutenant continued, giving a reverent bow in honor to the absent Emperor. “It’s nothing complicated…Rei~!”

The vampire now hidden behind Sun Red’s protective stance froze as he was personally addressed. “Yes…?” he asked warily.

“Ah~! How this brings back memories~” Hibiki-Ga swooned, bringing further confusion to Rei. “But, there’s no way for you to remember, hmm~? AAAMAAAZIIING~!!” Amid the confusion from the vampire, Hibiki-Ga continued speaking. “Ufufufu…To meet again as though strangers, how exciting~!!”

“I’m afraid I…I don’t understand…”

“OH! Where are my manners…~” Hibiki-Ga chuckled merrily, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if he’d just made a little excusable mistake. “As per my mission!” He then extended his right hand towards Rei, an offer to come with him. “His Imperial Majesty wishes that you return home, Rei. You are so dearly missed…So much that I’m so so so lonely~”

“Oh, maaaaaaaaaaaaan!! SHUT UP!!” Sun Red wanted very much to Stomp His Foot, but luckily for his dignity - in so far that he had one - he didn’t. He stared at Hibiki-Ga from underneath his visor, his hand reaching for the collapsed weapon at his side - it was shaped as a little red star in it’s resting form, while when unleashed it was a long, flame engulfed sword - ready to draw it at a moment’s notice.

“If His Imperial Mayor Nerd’s so eager to see him, maybe he should have come out here himself, huh? Not letting his lapdogs do all the work? Ever think about that?” He wasn’t going to leave his position in front of Rei and he wasn’t about to let him step any closer to that long haired freak of a man. Creature. Alien. Whatever he was.

#this feels like it's so short I'm sorry XO #thread: meteorangers and the mysterious vampire #toneofdarkness #the sun of life (chiaki)#aren't queue glad i didn't say banana

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ginger-and-mint · 6 years

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Halloween Party

This is just a more readable / reblog-friendly version of this post, which was prompted by @fattyatomicmutant and @bellysoupset.

In which a very scary vampire eats way too much and needs a little help to feel better!

Previous things with Theo and Darren: [1] [2] [3] [4] (this takes place before the most recent one ^^)

“I swear to god I’ve never felt stupider in my life.”

“Never? You’re sure? I can think of a few times you might wanna consider.”

“Very funny, Darren. And yes, I’m sure.” Theo tugged at the high-necked collar on the cheap polyester cape his boyfriend had forced him into. “This is not what vampires look like. Vampires look like me.”

“Yeah, well, you usually look more like a homeless screamo fan than than Count Dracula,” said Darren teasingly. He leaned towards the bathroom mirror and began clumsily applying the black eyeliner they’d picked up at Walgreens that afternoon.

Theo watched him with a mix of affection and exasperation. He’d never seen a grown man get so excited about Halloween. Darren had been talking about dressing them both up as silly horror-movie vampires for weeks, ever since they’d gotten the invitation to his co-worker’s party. As much as Theo didn’t get appeal of wearing a stupid costume, he hadn’t been able to say no in the face of his boyfriend’s adorable enthusiasm.

It could’ve been worse, really. At least the billowing cape hid the shape of his body. Darren had taken him out to feed only yesterday and he was still pretty swollen from it. Better that Darren’s colleagues didn’t wonder why he’d spontaneously sprouted a beer belly.

“I don’t suppose you’re gonna let me put some of this eyeliner on you,” Darren mused as he moved on to his other eye.

“Absolutely not. You’ll poke my eyeball out.”

“Huh! Well, you don’t need it anyway. You’ve got your all-natural eye bags.”

“And I’m not wearing those plastic fangs you got either,” Theo added.

That made Darren’s face fall. “Aw, really? But how are people gonna know you’re supposed to be a vampire?”

“I could just leave my actual fangs out.”

“No you can’t. Not unless you can think of a good way to explain how you got your hands on Hollywood-worthy mouth prosthetics.”

“Okay, true, but I’m not wearing the plastic ones. Do you know how uncomfortable they’re gonna be? It’s hard enough to talk when the stupid long things in your mouth are your actual teeth!” Theo made a face. “I don’t know why everyone wants to be a vampire so bad. I’d be perfectly happy dressing up as a normal human.”

“Aww, cheer up, Theo! It’s the one day of the year that I can actually tell people my boyfriend is a vampire! And the one day of the year I can match you. Ah-ha-ha!” Darren spun around, striking a pose with his cape raised in front of his face. “What do you think?”

Theo felt his heart going all gooey in his chest. “I think you’re the world’s biggest dork,” he said, and the last of his resolve crumbled at the boyish delight that lit up Darren’s face. “All right, fine – give me the stupid fangs.”

The party was actually fun. Darren’s co-workers were a friendly, relaxed crowd, and surprisingly dorky for a bunch of fitness nuts. There were board games scattered around, and little pumpkins to carve, and an old-school horror movie planned for later in the night.

There was also an enormous amount of junk food. Bowls of candy sat on every table. Beer and soda was freely poured into jack-o’-lantern-patterned plastic cups. Cookies, brownies, and other themed treats sat on table against one wall, and after an hour, a delivery car drove up with nearly a dozen boxes of pizza.

Apparently being ridiculously in-shape meant you could really let loose on special occasions, Theo mused. He laughed when Darren pulled a bowl of candy onto his lap and begin fishing out all the Reese’s peanut butter cups for himself, and laughed harder when he took out his plastic fangs in defeat, realizing how difficult it was to eat with them in.

Theo was actually finding the fake fangs pretty comfortable. They were only a little more awkward than his real ones. And he couldn’t eat any party food himself, of course. He accepted the plates people handed him, pretending to nibble at their contents before sidling up to Darren and handing the food off.

It was a few hours into the party that Theo was passed a brownie on a napkin and scanned the room for his boyfriend. He found Darren standing in a corner, looking a little uncomfortable.

“Hey,” said Theo, pushing the napkin into Darren’s hand. “Got something for you.”

“Um…” Darren took a short breath. “No thanks. I really can’t eat that.”

“Well, I sure can’t.”

“Just throw it out then.”

“What? You don’t like brownies?”

“Theo, do you realize how much food you’ve been giving me all night? How much food everyone else has been giving me all night?” Darren shot him a forlorn puppy-dog look. “I’m really, really full…. I’ve probably had like, a whole pizza to myself at this point. Not to mention all those peanut butter cups. And those cookies. And like four cups of soda, and those pumpkin cupcakes, and both of our slices of cake, ugh…. Seriously, my stomach’s done.”

Theo couldn’t help laughing. Usually he was the one whining about fullness as he struggled the get the last of his livestock feasts down, while Darren egged him on. How the tables had turned!

“Well, you’ve gotten this far!” he said cheerfully, echoing Darren’s words to him only the night before. “What’s a little bit more in that tummy, huh?”

Darren hiccuped as Theo patted him on the back. “Ugh. I dunno, I think it might – oh, hi Mark.”

Mark – a big, burly man who was one of the gym’s strength trainers – grinned as he saw what Darren was holding. “Hey, I baked those brownies myself! What d’you think of ‘em, Darren?”

“Oh….” Darren cleared his throat and took a big bite. “Mmm. Really good.”

“Course they are.” Mark turned his attention to Theo. “I was looking for your boy, actually. Darren’s told us you’re good at word games, Theo. Want to join a round of Scrabble?”

Theo agreed and let Mark steer him over to a side table, his heart swelling a little bit at being included. What a funny thing that here, dressed as a vampire and wearing fake plastic fangs, he felt more like a normal person than he had in months.

He didn’t see Darren again until everyone began shuffling towards the TV for the movie. Seating was limited, and some partygoers were plopping down on the floor, but Darren had already commandeered a big armchair. He was sprawled out in it, head flopped back, his silly cape pooled around him.

Theo wedged himself into the chair beside his boyfriend. “Hey, sleepyhead. How’s it going?”

“Mmm…” Darren mumbled. “Theo, I don’t f–”

“All right, everyone!” the party’s host shouted. “Tonight, we’re going to watch the 1968 horror movie Night of the Living Dead! This cult classic is one of my personal favorites, and so I thought I’d share a little history about it before we get started….”

Theo was pretending to pay attention when he felt a weird rumbling sensation against his side. Beneath him, Darren shifted and groaned.

“Are you all right?” Theo whispered.

“Ughhhh,” Darren moaned quietly. “No. My stomach really hurts…”

Theo slipped a hand under his boyfriend’s cape to feel his belly. He expected to find it a little bloated – but to his shock, Darren’s stomach was sticking out like a ball, hard and packed solid under his stretched abdominal muscles. “Oh my god, Darr. You’re stuffed.”

“Ughhh, I know. I’ve eaten way too much…” Darren burped quietly as Theo’s fingers pressed gently into his tight stomach. “Doesn’t feel good.”

“Poor thing.” Theo shifted in the chair so he could wrap his free arm around Darren’s back. “I’m sorry. I wouldn’t have laughed at you earlier if I realized you were actually feeling sick.”

“S’all right. I was the one who shoved so much food into my stupid face. Should’ve just told you to throw your portions out.” Darren leaned into Theo’s touch, sighing. “Oof. God. I swear, I can feel my pulse in my tummy.”

“Do you wanna go home?”

Darren let out a strained chuckle. “And tell my co-workers what? That a grown man gave himself a tummyache eating too much Halloween candy?”

“They know you. They probably wouldn’t be surprised.”

It relieved Theo that Darren wasn’t feeling too unwell to laugh. “Well, I dunno if I could walk to the bus in this condition anyway. How about you just keep on rubbing my belly?”

Theo obligingly circled his hand over the big warm curve, smiling as Darren shifted and sighed in relief. As their host finally shut up and the lights went down, Theo nestled his cheek against Darren’s chest and gave his tummy a few gentle pats. “Try to digest before the movie’s over, huh?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Darren mumbled sleepily. “Whatever you say.”

The movement of the bus seemed to be making everything worse. Darren had gone stiff and quiet, and he was hunched over in his seat, his forehead pressed against the cold glass of the window.

Theo reached over to rub his back. “Stomach still bothering you, huh?”

“Mm-hmm.” Darren winced as the bus bounced roughly over a pothole.

“Is it any better than it was earlier?”

“Not better. Different though. I don’t feel so much like I’m going to explode, but my belly is just… cramping so bad….” He sucked in a pained breath. “Oohhh….”

“Aw. Like indigestion, maybe?” Theo gently slid a hand under Darren’s arm where it was folded around his middle. It wasn’t hard to feel the grumbling and churning going on in his still-bloated belly. “Oh sweetie. It was just so much junk food at that party. No wonder your tummy’s upset.” He pressed his fingers in gently, trying to relieve some of the ache.

Darren groaned and flinched away. “Aah, don’t – hurts too much.”

“Sorry.” Theo went back to rubbing his shoulders instead. “Hang in there, baby, we’re almost home.”

Luckily the walk from the bus stop to Darren’s apartment wasn’t very far. The poor guy was almost bent double the whole way, and Theo had to help him up the stairs.

“Can’t believe I did this to myself,” Darren grumbled as he fished his keys out of his pocket. “I’m such an idiot.”

“You say it like we didn’t already know that.” Theo squeezed his arm reassuringly. “Come on, let’s just get you feeling better.”

He helped Darren strip off the stupid costume and got him into bed, where he curled up into a ball like a potato bug. Theo could hear his soft groans from the next room as he searched through bathroom cabinets for something to help.

“Can you sit up, sweetie?” he asked when he returned to the bedside.

“Yeah.” Darren struggled upright. The movement made his stomach grumble, and he let out a difficult-sounding burp. “Ughhh. Gross. Sorry.”

“Hey, whatever helps.” Theo passed him a pink cup of Pepto Bismol. “Drink that. I’m gonna go get that heat pack thing of yours. Be right back.”

By the time Theo returned with the fabric sack of rice, nice and warm from the microwave, Darren had sunk back into the pillows. He stirred as Theo came in. “Can you come here? And just cuddle the hell out of me?”

Theo laughed. “Sounds like a chore, but I guess so.” He tucked the heat pack against Darren’s tummy before climbing into the bed.

They lay like that, silent and snuggled together. Darren still whimpered whenever his stomach was touched, so Theo rubbed gently at his sides instead, trying to help the relax the tightness there. It took some time, but slowly, Darren’s breathing evened and his body relaxed.

“Stomach settling a little?” Theo asked.

“Yeah.” Darren sighed heavily, then chuckled. “Jesus. I haven’t had a bellyache so bad in a long time. Makes me think of being a kid again. Like when I’d eat all my trick-or-treating candy in an hour and get sick as a dog.”

“Oh my god, Darren. Your parents didn’t stop you?” Theo’s own parents had always subjected him to a strict limit on how much of his haul he could eat on Halloween night. Three pieces only; the rest had to be saved.

“Nah. My brother tried, sometimes. He was always the sensible one. My sister was always right there with me.” Darren shifted in Theo’s arms. “God, that was a long time ago. We were such good kids back then, before all of the–”

“Hey. Don’t think about that,” Theo murmured in Darren’s ear, drawing him in closer. “You were a good kid and you grew up to be a good man.” He patted Darren’s stomach as it broke in with a low gurgle. “A stupid man, sometimes, but a good one.”

Darren laughed, although there was a little sadness in the sound. “Yeah. Guess so.” He pressed into Theo’s touch. “Thanks, Theo…. I love you.”

“Love you too.” Theo kissed his cheek softly. “Try to get some sleep, all right? You’ll feel better in the morning.”

#I need to work out a better tagging system for these guys #and make them their own index #stuffing #stomachache #belly rubs #Theo #Darren

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mycasandstarrs · 6 years

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SPN 8x09: “Citizen Fang”

THEN: Martin Creaser, an old hunter friend of the Winchesters. Amelia’s husband Don is back. Sam met Benny, and is phenomenally pissed about his friendship with Dean.

“Born on the Bayou” by Creedence Clearwater Revival.

Carencro, Louisiana.

Benny in his new (old) job and new alias: Roy.

Benny and Elizabeth are so cute. Guess it runs in the family.

“You got designs?”

“Nah. She's more like a little sister to me, you know?”

Or great grandaughter.

“So you don't mind if I take a shot?” Eww, dude.

Martin. Already on tailing job for Sam.

RIP man from the diner. Throat ripped out.

Let me go ahead and just say that I think this is one of Sam’s worst episodes. He and his decisions piss me the hell off.

“Look, he [Martin] called me when he got out, okay, asked if I had anything for him that might help him ease back into the game. He seemed okay – mostly – so I said yes. I've had him tracking Benny for the past week.”

“You put "mostly okay" Martin on Benny?”

Sam...what the hell. Where did your sense of judgement go in the past year???

“Benny's a vampire. And any hunter worth his salt isn't gonna let one just walk around freely. So I had Martin keep tabs on him. And right now, it's looking like I made the right call.” I already want to punch Sam in the face.

“You said look for an eruption. How's Mount Vesuvius?”

“I followed him home, just like every night. He turned up a path. I hear a scream. I catch up. Then, boom – there he is. The old coot that Roy was eyeballing at the joint – vamped.”

“Wait – did you actually see Benny kill the guy or not?”

“I saw enough.”

“Well, then, how can you be sure it was Benny if you didn't actually see him do it?”

Dean’s good at discrediting Martin. Then again, an 8 year old could point out the plot holes in Martin’s account of the events.

“This sound like the Benny you know?”

“I don’t know Benny.”

That’s right tho; Sam doesn’t know Benny, hence what’s going on right now.

“Why am I getting the distinct impression that your brother is vouching for a vampire?” Because he is.

“I got history with the guy, okay? I'm not signing up for a witch hunt. I owe him more than that.”

“What in God's great creation could a Winchester possibly owe a vampire?”

HIS LIFE AND THE LIFE OF HIS BEST FRIEND.

At least Sam gave Dean time.

“Sometimes it's not easy to see things for what they are.” You’d know about that, Sam.

Sam and Amelia had a lovely house.

“I don't want to do the right thing. I mean, this is the right thing, you and me.” It’s the right thing for you.

“Maybe I'm going to hell for saying this, but I'm not ready to give this up.”

“Neither am I.”

Oy vey.

I love Elizabeth’s accent. It makes words like “gumbo” and pecan” sound wonderful.

“Bad news.”

“You’re out of pecan. Story of my life.”

No pie for Dean.

“Um, listen, I, uh, I tell you what. If he pops up before I can find him, you do me a favor and just have him give me a buzz. Or... could just drop a dime yourself.” Ooohhh Dean-o. I approve of this.

“Benny. I got a body here in Carencro with two holes in it, and I just found out you went fishing. Do I need to tell you what this looks like?”

RIP second victim. Throat ripped out.

Dean already had a machete ready to go.

Rogue vamp named Desmond wants Benny to be part of his crew.

“I know it's hard to believe, but I haven't always been this cute and cuddly.” Aww.

Benny, having lost Andrea and Dean, wanted to return to something familiar. His hometown.

“Went back to my old job at the café. I even found someone to hold myself accountable to.”

I really love Benny.

“Benny, you've got two stiffs on your hands and two hunters on your ass.”

“Oh, please. The half-wit who found me at the café? I'll take my chances with him.”

“That half-wit was sent by my brother, and trust me – my brother's not someone you want to mess with.”

Hoo boy.

“Listen, Dean, we came here on a dead body. You asked for some time, and now there's another dead body. Are we just going on trust here?” Yes, because he’s your brother, he knows Benny and the vamp that’s actually doing this.

“But the one thing I can say about Benny – he has never let me down.”

“Huh. Well, good on you, Dean. Must feel great finally finding someone you can trust after all these years.”

Sam’s feelings got hurt big time again.

“You're too close to this.” Oh and you weren’t too close to the Amy thing?

M A R T I N. WHAT THE FUCK.

“Glad your dad wasn't around to hear that. He'd have a mind to take you both out the woodshed and show you what's what. Half inclined to do it myself.”

“You listen to me. I brought you into this. I can bring you out just as easy.” YOU SHOULD HAVE.

“Just saying – brother chooses a vampire over a brother? I know how I'd feel.” pfft, ask Sam about Ruby.

Sam, meet Don.

“You are Sam, right? Relax. I ain't here to fight.”

“I heard about what happened to you. Rough deal.”

So was Don a POW? What exactly happened to him that made everyone believe he was dead?

“Truth is, I can't blame either of you for what happened. Hell, there were days there I thought I was a dead man. But when I do come back and what I come back to is this, well, it ain't no great mystery if part of me is thinking, ‘What's wrong with this picture?’" That’s extremely fair.

“I know part of her loves me. And now... part of her loves you. But the only one that knows what's best for Amelia is Amelia. So when all of this is said and done and she's made her decision, I'll respect it. And if you truly love her, you'll do the same.” Don was a stand up guy. I liked him.

Hell, he even bought Sam a beer.

Sam didn’t object to Martin handcuffing Dean to a radiator???

“They didn't go for it. They're on their way to you. I'd get scarce.”

“No offense, Dean, but your little brother doesn't exactly put chills up my spine.”

“Benny, listen to me. Do not underestimate my little brother, okay? He can and will kill you given the chance.”

Benny should be wary of Sam. Sam’s feelings are hurt, he’s feeling petty, and like Dean just said, Sam’s looking for any reason to kill Benny. Shitty reasons, but he’s looking for ‘em.

Dean and Benny are off to find Desmond.

The text from “Amelia”. ”Sam, I need your help. Come quick.”

Why the hell would Sam leave without telling Martin ANYTHING.

RIP Desmond. Killed by Benny.

Out of context, Benny staring at Dean’s neck is gay af.

“My life here is over, isn't it?”

“Afraid so.”

Everything familiar to Benny is now gone. :(

“Guys like us, we don't get a home. We don't get family.”

“You got Sam.”

Dean knows he might not have Sam for long, considering what he just did.

“I'm, uh...I'm leaving.”

“What? Don found you at the bar.”

“Amelia –”

“He threatened you.”

Why did she immediately jump to that conclusion? What the fuck?

“Look, I'm just trying to do the right thing here.”

“The right thing? This morning, you and I were the right thing, remember?”

it was a selfish thing.

“I mean... Amelia, you saved me.” *s i g h*

Benny wanted to say goodbye to family.

“Thanks for not giving up on me, brother.” :’)

Dean tries to end this with Martin.

“Oh, and Martin?”

“Yeah?”

“Find a new line of work.”

Boom.

Martin really walked his dumb ass back to the diner.

Martin’s a piece of garbage hunter.

Martin really had to bring a civilian into this.

“Lizzie” Damn it, that’s so sweet.

“Please. I'm asking you – do not do this.” Benny really tried to resolve this peacefully.

WHAT THE FUCK, MARTIN.

“What do you want?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I want your head...on a stake.”

AWWW BENNY NOOO. CAN WE NOT DO THIS TO ME.

Amelia’s just fine...with Don. What a rude awakening for Sam.

“Feel Alright” by Steve Earle.

“Y-you told me to call you if I saw... him.”

“What do you mean? Roy? Is – is he there right now? Elizabeth, what's going on?”

“Just come.”

Poor Elizabeth. How in the hell did she get over the things she saw that night?

There was a huge fight.

RIP Martin Creaser. Killed by Benny.

“That Old Familiar Pain” by Marlin James (Sonoton Music). A little on the nose there.

The trick is revealed.

“Swapping Amelia's phone out with a burner, sending a distress signal... You got me good. When did you do that?”

“While back, in case I needed it. Looks like I made the right call.”

Did you? Even I question it.

“Any casualties?”

“Martin.”

“Was it Benny?”

“He had it coming, Sam. I'll tell you what happened.”

“I-I know what happened, Dean.”

NO, YOU DON’T.

Damn it, Sam. Martin’s involvement, the mishandling of the situation, the near death of Elizabeth, and Martin’s death: It’s all because Sam couldn’t think clearly through his hurt feelings and pettiness. Sam brought Martin into this, failed to keep the situation in control, and look what happened. On top of all that, he refuses to accept any responsibility for this. It pisses me off.

El Sol.

“I knew that was you.”

And now I have to deal with Amelia again.

#supernatural #spn summer rewatch #spn liveblog #spn 8x09 #citizen fang

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sambart93 · 7 years

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2018.03.19 Dance with Devils The Musical: Fermata [Part One Review!]

I have two tickets to see this play (I gotta see both endings, duh!) and I’m seeing it for the second time on Wednesday but seriously you guys...this is definitely making my top 5 stages/musicals for the year! I HAVE to get this review/report out ASAP! And once I’ve seen it a second time, I’ll make a Part Two post which will be more coherent and more detailed perhaps? Or just has extra notes.. we’ll see.

MAIN POINT

THIS WAS AMAZING AND I NEED TO GET THAT OUT ASAP!

I’m watching Patarillo today (Tuesday) between the two DWD shows but in all honesty, now I don’t give a shit about Patarillo! I just wanna watch DWD again!! Hurry up Wednesday!!!

Official Website here Official Twitter here Press Coverage 1, 2, 3, 4

CAST and CHARACTERS

Kaminaga Kousuke as Remu Takano Akira as Lindo Yamazaki Shougo as Urie Yoshioka Yu as Mage Yasukawa Junpei as Shiki Tanaka Ryuusei as Jek Naitou Daiki as Loewen Washio Noboru as Viv Kimata Hiroyuki as Grand Fukui Daisuke as Ell Kobayashi Tatsuyuki as Shida Fukushima Kaita as Kazura Kitagawa Naoya as Marius Kimotsuki Rui as Ritsuka Dancer: Imai Ryo, Tsuji Daiki, Kimura Atsuki, Osaka Sora, Ozeki Kousuke

I had a front FUCKING row for this tonight! I had THE center seat for this! IT WAS AmAZiNG! Pretty much the best 8800 yen I’ve every spent! Excluding that one front row seat in Ki ni Mesu Mama where Tomo held my hand.

*NON-SPOILER WILL BE POSTED AFTER SECOND VIEWING but guaranteed it’s atleast a 9/10 rating.

Jumping straight into spoilers!

STORY

So the story is still the bare basics, the devils coming to the human world to find Ritsuka and the Grimore and the vampires stealing Ritsuka BUT we have Marius who watches over and narrates this story (in fact he even says the 'who will you choose? Akuma or Exocist?' which is what used to just be written on the walls via projection mapping) and hints that history and this story will forever repeat itself and he has some connection with Loewen and Jek ad is able to visually manipulate Shiki which causes the story to change somewhat; Shiki ends up taking Jek's side which ends in Shiki and Mage fighting, Shiki is also manipulated into seeing his old angel friend who he brutally killed and murdered years ago and is the reason why he's so in love with breaking things. << As you can tell, we get a LOT more Shiki this time, so much Shiki story, scenes and development this time around. Also instead of Holland we have Urie's butlers so we get more of Urie's backstory and personality, which leads to Urie being more forward to Remu about liking Ritsuka and this causes a MASSIVE fight between them RIGHT at the end of the story -- it broke my heart!

The ending I watched for my first show was the Remu ending.

That's pretty much all the major changes, so let's get down to the structure changes.

We actually spend a LONG time doing scenes before we get to the main opening theme song! We have Urie's butlers having daydream scenes of Urie and his relationship with Remu -- they do it via an over-the-top ridiculous comedy skit. And then we have Remu and Urie talking about Remu going to the human world by himself but Urie persuades Remu to let him go too; Mage and Shiki over hear and force their way into joining too. THEN we finally get to the opening theme song.

The story between Ritsuka starting school and Ritsuka being kidnapped is essentially the same 100%; we get their solo songs, we get them trying to talk to her in the school council, we get Remu saving her when her house is burnt down, we get Lindo returning from London and the students trying to figure out who he is etc. BUT we have extra scenes of Shiki and Ritsuka in this when she sees him painting and he goes to destroy it and she tries to stop him and they have a moment. Also Jek's song this time is a crowd pleaser that you're allowed to clap along to and squeal to. AND the freaking students have a song this time around that we can clap along to and is so much fun!

As previously mentioned we also get Shiki's backstory of when he was in heaven and he had a fellow angel friend called Ell but Shiki was drawn towards destroying stuff, so much so that eventually he turned on his friend and murders him and that's why he got kicked out of heaven.

OKAY now to me randomly flailing about everything! It's going to be VERY all over the place but as long as you know the basic story, I think you'll understand what I'm talking about:

During the scene when the students are talking about Lindo 'the new transfer student', the students reminisce about when they gave presents to Remu and it turns into a comedy skit where: The students drew the worst picture of Remu but it was during a comedy skit so Remu was fake happy about it and we had Mage behind him like 'it looks exactly like you!' and Remu replied 'STFU!' xD The drawing of Remu!!! Then Shiki came in and took the drawing and ripped it oh so slowly.

When the boys first meet Ritsuka, this time Urie was REALLY feeling up Ritsuka!! He held her and then rubbed his hand up her thigh really strongly and slowly and I was like 'OH MY!'

When it's just Ritsuka and Shiki, and Shiki holds her close and goes pretty vampy on her with his mouth SO SO close to her neck. I love how after this scene, she goes to her brother but still has Shiki's paint brush in her hand. OHHHHH AND HOW FUCKING MUCH SHE TRIES TO PROTECT SHIKI MULTIPLE TIMES FROM EVERYONE ELSE (cos they're trying to beat him up and hurt him) AT ONE POINT!!! OMG IT WAS TOO PRECIOUS!!!

Also the scene with Shiki and the students and the knife! The students didn't know what to do with him so they tried to hold it but got scared so tried to put it in their pants but got spooked again, their reactions were amazing! Serious kudos to the students this time around! They were absolutely FABULOUS!

In fact in general, ALL the reactions and little movements we get from the rest of the characters when they're in the background and/or aren't the main focus of the scene at that point were all amazing! We got such good moments; like the students (above) and we had things like Mage and Shiki holding hands at one point, and we had Shiki smiling so evilly when things weren't going well for Remu,

AND!! Marius in general - he's never really the center stage, he's always in his little bubble up on the top left so he is constantly giving the best and most interesting reactions and Naoya does this thing of evilly licking his lips multiple times and I enjoyed it a BIT too much xD But, Naoya is ridiculously thin. You could see all the muscles in his legs and arms (like even the muscles between his wrist and elbow) and his elbows have like THREE points because he's just so thin. I swear he's currently medically anorexic which hurts my heart! I hope he puts weight on soon.

And just... ALL the little things were amazing.

I feel like this time around is SO MUCH DARKER. Especialy towards the end when we have Shiki and Jek pairing up, we also have Shiki almost killing Ritsuka at one point, we also have (I think it was in the anime though) Jek slitting Ritsuka's wrists, we have Shiki and Ell fighting, Shiki and Mage, Remu and Urie fighting. Especially the DAMN ending where it looks like Ritsuka and Remu are about to walk off and Urie is like 'fight me here RIGHT now. I'm not letting you have Ritsuka' and they beat the crap out of each other... goddammit.

Which also leads to my next point; I CRIED LIKE A BITCH! Seeing Shiki and Mage and then the twist with Remu and Urie, I was in STREAMS of tears! I was an absolute wreck! I also burst out into tears when they did the slow version of the theme song ♡ It's so good!

Personally I feel that ALL the crap they added and change and stuff was just PERFECTION!

Ohh! We also had new songs from Lindo, Jek, the Students and I think one more. I liked all the new songs! And I really liked Lindo's new song and he dances with Ritsuka in it which is so cute! Also he sang this song during the live but it was with Loewen and seeing them do the dance together was ADORABLE! During Lindo and Loewen's duet and Loewen was all curled up and barking and it was adorable! AND during the students' song Lindo was so bullied by them because they didn't know it was him and he tried to join in with their dancing and stuff and they just pushed him out xD

OOHHH BUT I HAVE TO TELL YOU!!!!!! YOSHIOKA AND JP ACCIDENTALLY KISSED AT ONE POINT!!! AND YOSHIOKA COULDN'T GET BACK INTO CHARACTER COS HE WAS SHOCKED AND THE AUDIENCE WERE SQUEALING. JP managed to keep his cool and Yoshioka was taken completely off balance xD It happened just after Mage's solo and Shiki walks in after Ritsuka has run away from Mage.

The new Urie is so damn PRETTY!! He’s the best singer for Urie they’ve had I think. And he reminded me of Ino Hiroki a tad. While I am still Kamisato bias for Urie, this guy did a damn good job and I wouldn't mind him staying as Urie from now on.

They kept Ritsuka as a male ballet dancer and he did a really good job! He was cute too (not Miura Hiroki cute but cute enough) He was a bit taller than what we've had before - so I kinda giggled when the rest of the boys got close to 'her' because I think she was taller than most of them xD And because he's over 20 (the dancer) this time, it explained why Urie, Shiki and such got a lot more touchy feely with Ritsuka this time around. I feel like they also they weren't as bothered this time about hiding Ritsuka's face because (I assume) they know the audience likes that it's a guy playing Ritsuka and we all want to know what he looks like and such. BUT it could just be because I was right at the front so the lighting and stuff didn't hide any of her face from me? We'll see.

It was either Remu and Urie or Mage and Shiki but either Urie/Shiki smiled and starred at the other for a long time and I was getting just such BL feels.... It was Shiki and Mage! I remembered now! Shiki was just starring down Mage and I was getting a little...hot.

I am so thankful that the production and director listened to us fans this time and gave us so much more Shiki ♡ it was the best!

Also it did not feel like 2 and a half hours which proves it was a damn good play! If something is so enjoyable that you don't feel it, you know they did good.

I feel like Kaminaga is SUCH an UNDERATED actor and I too always underrated him; like I LOVE whatever the hell I see him in but the rest of the time, I just forget about him! But he's such a good Remu!!!!!!!! He's so great!!!! He needs more love!!!

The girls behind me were like ‘woah this is our fifth time! But we haven’t been THIS close (second row) yet! Now I’m super nervous’ xD

ANNND! Can we discuss AKIRA’S THIGHS?!?!?! Can we just?! Because they are SO NICE! They fit his jeans so TIGHTLY! They looked great!!!

Seriously, the ending fucked me up when Urie started turning on Remu!!! Holy crap! And it sounded like the actor really smacked his leg on the floor so I think his hobbling was real for a good few minutes.

OMG and just before Jek's solo, Ryuusei came trampsing on stage like 'Today's magic word it Maji Manji!' and then he went on talking about something like being a high school girl xD I wouldn't put it past him.

I LOVE how Urie's butler Viv and his guard Grand dressed up in school uniforms and had these cute buns and hairstyles for their cover.

During the live Urie gave his rose to Mage and he was like 'what do I want this for?!' and then Shiki ran after him and was like 'give it to me!' but Mage refused and offered to a girl in the front row instead xD Seriously, JP and Yoshioka are such good friends and it just SHINES through whenever I watch DWD.

There's a moment where Urie is constantly whipping and Mage is constantly punching Shiki.... Urie with a whip is not good o_O but really it is xD

I really really liked the new set! Center back we had this steampunk like bell and we had cogs around the rest of the stage and in the center we had an arrangement of steps around in a circle and the circle platform would spin around. I really liked it!

OHHH! Remu's Sauron eye of a father made several appearances. AND I spend the first few minutes of the stage laughing at Remu because I remembered just HOW MUCH I hate his shoes.

Also after the fight scene, I could hear Urie's actor ripping the velcro straps off his costume the MOMENT he stepped off stage xD It was pretty loud actually, especially because it was a non-music quiet scene on stage.

ALSO I swear to god one of the music tracks is very similar to LoTR music! I heard it and I was like 'where are my elves at?!' it sounds so familiar!

In general, all the DWD music is great! I don't think I have a song or soundtrack number I don't like...

Final note: I will fight ANYONE who’s all for Ritsuka/Lindo instead of Ritsuka/Remu!!! << But watched me watch the other ending on Wednesday and I fall for Lindo/Ritsuka xD

OH! After the show, there were kankeishas in front of me when I was walking out;

Guy: so this is a series? What number are we at? Girl: this was the second one

It took ALL my energy not to butt in and correct her. It is the THIRD one ACTUALLY!

GOODS

And I’m done! Now to go and see Patarillo now... but I just want tomorrow already!

#yasukawa junpei #kaminaga kousuke #yamazaki shougo #kitagawa naoya #takano akira #yoshioka yu #naito daiki #tanaka ryuusei #Fukushima Kaita #review #stage #2.5d #舞台 #dwd #dance with devils #dandevi #ダンデビ

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mixeddisneyprincess · 7 years

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My First Smut

Okay, I know it’s bad. but it’s my first piece and I have a super crush on Rick Sanchez, so here :)

It was my first day of pet sitting for the Smith family. Beth, Summer, and Morty decided to go on a week vacation to try and get over the recent divorce and the stress it had caused. Summer is one of my closest friends, and since her family knew I needed a job to save up for school, her mother decided to pay me to care for Summer’s fish Jimmy, and to look after the house, since she wasn’t 100% sure the scientific, alcoholic grandfather would.

I got out of bed and fed Jimmy. Then, I walked my way toward the kitchen to get me a bowl of cereal. At the table was Rick, Summer’s grandfather.

“Wh-who the fuck are URRRPPP you,” he drunkenly mumbled.

“I’m ( ), Summer’s friend? I’m here for the week. I thought the family told you,” I said, confused.

“Nope, heard nothing about some stupid bitch coming to the house,” he replied.

“I’m gonna…uhh…. just say anything if you need me.”

“I d-don’t need help ( ). I’m a fucking genius. I build ro-robots and go to URRPPP dimensions and space and shit while you just watch vampire shows on TV and dream about g-gay boy bands.”

I went to sit at the couch instead of the table to try and get away from the old geezer. He seemed like a smart ass, like Summer warned, plus he REEKED of alcohol. It’d be a challenge, but worth the 150 dollars a day.

A couple hours later, while I was scrolling through facebook, Rick yelled at me to come to the garage.

“Coming,” I replied.

Is he hurt? Did he fall? Heart attack? Die?

I entered the garage.

“Ahhh, at last,” Rick said, “could you h-hand me the URRPPPdriver?”

I looked over, and it was in arm’s length of him.

“Umm,” I said, “it’s literally right there.”

“Does it m-matter? I said get it for me.”

I gave it to him.

“Thanks,” he said, “BUT BUT BUT stay here. Stay.”

“Okkkayyyyyyyy……”

He stopped working on whatever scientific thing he was repairing and looked at me.

“So, ( ), right?”

“Yep.”

“How old are you?”

“I-I just turned 18. I’m starting college in a few weeks.”

“You look URRPP-wayyy older. It’s those tits of yours. They-they’re amazing.”

“EXCUSE ME!??!!” I yelled, out in disbelief. Why is he talking about my tits?

“Yes, yes girl. You heard me URRPP right. You’re hot as fuck. I-I knew you were coming to URRPP watch over the house for money. I-I saw you right when you came in. You’re my fucking d-dream girl, babe. Come h-here. Don’t be scared.”

I stood in shock. I’d always kind of had a crush on Rick ever since he came into the family a year ago, but I’d always felt so ashamed since he’s older and he’s my best friend’s grandfather. And here I am, getting told by Rick that I’m his fantasy. Fuck it. I’m going on with this. Summer will never know.

I walked over toward Rick and sat on his lap. I could feel his large erection through his pants. He removed my shirt and pajama bottoms, and put two fingers under my panties. He was rubbing my clit gently, yet so hard. It felt so, so good. I moaned in pleasure, until he stopped.

“Please,” I begged, “don’t stop.”

“T-there’s more than that came from,” he said, “but now it’s my turn.”

He told me to get on my knees on the floor, and I did what he said. I knew what was coming, and I couldn’t wait to taste his cock.

He unzipped his pants, and there it was. Long, hard, and already dripping with precum.

“A-are you just going to sit there?” He said.

I opened my mouth and let his hard cock slide inside. It was almost too big to fit in my throat. I choked, but Rick seemed to enjoy that, so I continued even though I felt like was going to throw up.

“Oohhh yeah babe, that’s it,” he moaned. “You’re such a dirty slut, but only for me, right?”

“Yes, of course.”

He picked me up, and laid me on the bed. He gently took of my bra, while caressing my neck and collarbones. Then. He removed my panties, and fingered me.

“Oh, y-you’re so wet babe. Just for me.”

He removed his fingers, and slid in his cock. My, oh my. I’d never felt anything so good. The way it slid in and out, how I could feel him stretching out my pussy. It was supernatural.

“Damn, y-yor URRPP tight babe,” he said.

After about 15 minutes of ecstasy, Rick told me he needed to cum.

“But,” he said, “I’m cumming inside you. I want you to make this a day to remember, and how you became mine.”

I felt his warm cum go up inside me. I laid there on the bed, breathing heavy. Every part of my body felt weak. There’s no way I could get up. Rick gave me one last kiss, got off the bed, and put his pants back on. Then, he turned around to me.

“R-remember what I said princess,” he slurred, “there’s more where that came from.”

#rick x reader #smut #rick sanchez #i'm pmsing #rick and morty

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girlonfilmmovies · 4 years

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The Top 25 Films of 2019

25: Shadow (dir. Zhang Yimou)

"Without the real, there can be no shadow. A principle no one's understood."

After a string of terrible films trying to play to Hollywood audiences, Zhang Yimou manages to successfully return to the goldmine he stuck in the early 2000s and craft another absolutely gorgeous wuxia. Here he swaps out the poetic, colorful beauty in favor of monochromatic, surprisingly violent tone poem about deceit. It ultimately works against it, as by the seventh or eighth double cross you kind of just give up trying to figure out who's on what side, but the main action setpiece is so wonderful it deserves a spot for that alone. Hopefully a good sign for Yimou's future, as long as we don't have another nationalist war epic that somehow inexplicably also has a white savior narrative too.

24: Climax (dir. Gaspar Noé)

"...something's kicking in..."

Noe takes us for another plunge into the dark, twisted, vomit-inducing, neon-lit hellscape that is his mind and at least has the common courtesy to put the pleasant parts upfront this time. While it will eventually devolve into the same type of chaos that we all love/hate from him, the first act is kind of a wonderful departure from him. He basically accidently makes a musical for a while, with wonderful and deeply intricate dance choreography as well as a fantastic extended sequence where every character jumps in and out of frame and gets a chance to strut their stuff. That movie would have been a strong top five contender, but alas, the man has his particular quirks that he must abide by. But at least he also strung together probably the best soundtrack and sound design of the year, with the fantastic EDM bangers rumbling through the walls throughout the entirety of the film.

23: Long Shot (dir. Jonathon Levine)

"Oohhh boooy!"

Charlize Theron and Seth Rogen doing a political comedy that manages to be both smart and extremely funny seems like a long shot indeed, but Johnathon Levine finally strikes gold again after a number of disappointing duds. He manages to make a pretty good story about how navigating the political minefield destroys what little hope and dreams high level politicians still manage to have, but then he also happens to make it all absolutely hilarious too. Theron demonstrates a surprisingly strong comic game too, easily matching all the other talent and cracking jokes along with them. It ends up being a charming romance where the woman takes charge in a very pleasant change of pace. And if nothing else, the way Seth Rogen yells "oh boy" in that video is always going to make me laugh no matter what.

22: 6 Underground (dir. Michael Bay)

"Ghosts have one power above all others: to haunt the living. Haunt them... for what they've done."

Theoretical question: what say Netflix gave Michael Bay a blank check and no restrictions, and he turned in the most overblown, dialed to eleven, nonsensical spectacle that he ever crafted and was allowed to put it into almost every American home for free? Now what if I told you that it was actually kind of awesome? Sure, it's basically a child playing with his $150 million dollar GI Joe set, smashing his toys together and making pew-pew sounds, but it's also probably the best testament to the power of conventional effects work over the increasing insistence on CGI for big setpieces. Let's face it: explosions are pretty cool, every one likes exotic locales and bright sports cars, and there's at least someone here to appeal to you (least surprisingly for me, it was Melanie Laurent with bangs wearing a suit). It almost reaches a late Michael Mann kind of abstraction, as both are respectively breaking apart the action movie into stranger combinations. Bay gives plot only because he contractually has to, and even then doesn't seem as committed to characterization as he is showcasing surprisingly brutal ways for the gang to dispatch their enemies. It's nonsense, but the damn best nonsense of the year.

21: Ip Man 4: The Finale (dir. Wilson Yip)

"Is that it?! Is this your Chinese Kung Fu?!"

The finale in the decade-long quadrilogy of supremely silly and borderline racist worship of China finally attempts to tackle America to delightfully amusing results. Scott Adkins doing his best evil R. Lee Ermey impression while slipping in modern neo-con punchlines, neverending Bruce Lee worship, and more nationalism and bad fake American accents than you could ever believe. Yet also a more bizarrely honest portrayal of racism in 1960s America than most movies would ever have the courage to acknowledge. It’s almost fascinating considering how a lot of the non-Asian racism basically serves as set dressing, but they still put more effort there than pretty much every Hollywood movie set in the 60s that isn’t directly about civil rights. But ultimately they're selling you a bill of goods saying "watch Ip Man beat the crap out of racist meatheads" and you better believe they're going to give you what you want.

20: Let It Snow (dir. Luke Snellin)

"Have you ever been with someone, and you stay up until like 4AM just talking about everything, and you're just like, I can't believe I get to exist at the same time as you?"

Okay, so let me explain myself on this one:

So yeah, it certainly is a generic teen romcom where everyone plays into basic teenage stereotypes, half the cast is clearly nowhere near eighteen, and all of the romance is oddly chaste. But there truly is something to be said about representation in a romcom, and after a thousand boring cis, straight, hetero couples falling in love for decades, this movie actually managed to hit a lot of notes that are at best rarely explored in the genre and also manages to probably sneak in some genuine firsts. While both the "tomboy/softboy" and "Latina struggling with her family" storylines have been done before, these are some nice, cute little iterations on those befitting a teen-friendly movie. But the Dorrie/Kerry story is not only legitimately groundbreaking, but also an absolutely perfect encapsulation of the types of problems that queer teenagers struggle with during that time of their lives. It's a queer romance, played by two actually not-straight people, with one of them being a nonbinary actor too. And it's not cordoned off into some bargain bin DIY indie that fell out the back of the truck on the way to an indie film festival; no, this is in a major holiday release, with well-known actors, and as one of the central storylines! Plus, it perfectly captures the woes of modern teen coming out, knowing that everything will probably still be cool, but the fear haunting you as all you can do is look jealously at someone who is out and proud. And it does it without being real shitty and horribly traumatic too. Eat your fucking heart out, Love, Simon!

19. John Wick: Chapter 3 -- Parabellum (dir. Chad Stahelski)

"Si vis pacem, para bellum!"

Another year, another John Wick movie. There's more plot; you don't care, and let's be honest, neither do I. Stahelski is here to serve up more badass characters and incredible action, and no one in Hollywood does it quite like him. It's got familiar action favorites demonstrating why they still remain supreme, with Yayan Ruhian, Cecep Arif Rahman, Tiger Chen, and the ever underrated Mark Dascascos. It's got surprising action showcases for Halle Berry, Lance Reddick, and somehow Boban Marjanović. It's got great character actors doing their thing, from the returning McShane and Fishburne to newcomers Saïd Taghmaoui and Anjelica Huston. It's got Asia Kate Dillon as an awesome nonbinary shadow organization asshole. It has a bewildering Jason Mantzoukas cameo. And above all else, it has Keanu Reeves, still demonstrating not only his incredible physical skill, but also how to perfectly utilize his particular acting style to create an iconic character.

18. Doctor Sleep (dir. Mike Flanagan)

"Man takes a drink. A drink takes the drink. And then the drink takes a man."

While not the most accurate adaption, it might be the only Stephen King adaptation that comes to mind that actually successfully channels what makes him such an appealing author. King's stories have an inherent corniness to them and for as much as you unsuccessfully try to cover that up (look to this year's The Outsider for a good example), it's where the true charm of his work shines. It's what makes this so fun, because as much as an epic, eldritch terror is exciting, it still doesn't have the goofy fun of a bunch of vampiric bohemian drifters led by a Stevie Knicks knockoff in a top hat breathing up souls. Plus, the epic three hour runtime actually allows Flanagan to at least try to cover all the more subtle serious characterizations of Danny Torrance, from his recurring alcoholism to him seeking closure with regards to his parents. It manages to actually make the final act's nostalgia play kind of work, or at the very least get the terrible memory of the Ready Player One version out of my head.

17. Her Smell (dir. Alex Ross Perry)

"I thought you were better than this, but deep down I knew you weren't."

Perry must have had some extra pent-up nastiness in him after having to restrain himself while writing Christopher Robin (by the way, that happened), because he really created one of the nastiest characters in cinema here. Her Smell is the equivalent of being locked in a room with the shittiest person you'll ever meet, as she constant lashes out at everyone and everything with the kind of delirium that the truly demented are cursed with. And credit to Elizabeth Moss where it's due: she really perfectly embodies such a horrible human being and proceeds beat you damn near to death with it during a majority of the runtime. Eventually it slows down and all of the problems become apparent once they script isn't flying by at a thousand words a minute. But Moss literally did her job so well that people fucking hate this movie because of her character, and if that isn't a testament to her acting talent than I don't know what is.

16. High Life (dir. Claire Denis)

"At 99% the speed of light, the entire sky converged before our eyes. This sensation, moving backwards even though we're moving forwards, getting further from what's getting nearer. Sometimes I just can't stand it."

Denis finally makes her English debut with what she does best: nauseatingly uncomfortable sexuality oozing from terrible people doing horrible things. In this case, she takes an innovative detour into sci-fi, setting up a decades-long story of human experimentation, murder, the horrors of space travel, and whatever unholy things are going on inside of the "Fuck Box". It has an appropriately dingy production design too; the clean retro-futurist spaceship design soon dissolves into a torn apart den of depravity, caked in a mixture of filth and dry blood. Pattinson once again manages to be likeable while also being extremely standoff-ish; only playing with his baby daughter do we seem to see him actually enjoy interacting with a human being. Kind of gets lost in the sauce near the end, but at least manages to land some surprising emotional notes considering the kind of horrors that they've shown up until then.

15. The Farewell (dir. Lulu Wang)

"Chinese people have saying: when people get cancer they die. It's not cancer that kills them, it's the fear."

Lulu Wang's followup to Posthumous is such a massive step up in talent it's not even funny. She manages to make such a wonderfully soulful and loving movie about impending death by utilizing near perfect comic timing to defuse a situation that threatens to stray too dark. Not to mention her point of view on modern China from a non state-sponsored eye actually captures a much more accurate shot of the country itself. It's almost as if an Edward Yang movie had set itself more modest expectations -- it's pleasant, goes down well, teaches you a couple of things about Chinese culture, and manages to do it all in only a hundred minutes. And Awkwafina manages to hold her own against far more experienced actors, even if you can tell her Mandarin is still a little spotty.

14. Uncut Gems (dir. Josh and Benny Safdie)

"I think you are the most annoying person I have ever met. I hate being with you, I hate looking at you... And if I had my way I would never see you again."

Adam Sandler's magnum opus performance -- there will never be another character that fully embraces every grating aspect of his style of acting and manages to weaponize them for two anxiety-inducing hours of hell. Sandler's Howard Ratner is an absolute sewer rat scumbag, an untrustworthy coward, and a perennial fuck-up of epic proportions. But he's still so charismatic and powerful on screen that you root for him every time he drives you further up the wall. And the Safdie brothers know how to keep him moving too, never letting the audience catch a breath of air for this movie-length panic attack as the odds stack further against Howard each minute. Whenever you see Sandler phoning in his comedies for fat checks, just remember this performance and how pretty much every awards committee completely ignored this film. No wonder he doesn't bother trying anymore.

13. The Last Black Man In San Francisco (dir. Joe Talbot)

"You don't get to hate it unless you love it."

A wonderfully evocative love letter to a changing city that is so full of life in every way, from the vibrant movement of the camerawork to the bombastic and powerful soundtrack blasting throughout. But it actually plays more like a New Orleans' funeral march, a melancholic chronicle of the original denizens of San Francisco even as the city warps into the caricature that it's slowly becoming. There is a definite feeling that the aggressive gentrification is unavoidable and even the love of the original quirky denizens can only stave off the metaphorical steamroller that paves over the past. It makes for a wonderful counterpoint to the previous year's Blindspotting: both about young black men dealing with gentrification in the Bay Area, but Blindspotting starts as a very angry comic satire that eventually ends on a note of hope and a will to survive the changing tide, whereas this begins as a joyous celebration of the city and ends on a heartbreaking resignation in the face of everything. Both come from respectively very different sides of San Fran culture, but it's rather interesting seeing each have such different approaches to the same topic.

12. The Standoff at Sparrow Creek (dir. Henry Dunham)

"How do we know it's not you?"

A simple "pressure cooker" scenario done to perfection: one empty warehouse, a bunch of hardened standoff-ish militia men, a missing gun, a ticking clock, and a whole lot of suspicious side eyes and probing questions. It helps that the gruff suspects are a perfect who's who of roughened character actors, all previously well-versed in playing suspicious people, and all of them hiding the kind of unspoken rage that makes a man secretly join an armed militia. All of this told with a nerve-wracking minimalism and style as weirdly detached from reality as some of these men are. One hell of a debut for Henry Dunham and hopefully a sign of good things to come.

11. Booksmart (dir. Olivia Wilde)

"How about we play a *rousing* round of J'ACCUSE!"

Profoundly silly and yet also so disarmingly sweet, Olivia Wilde whips a wildly stylized portrait of Gen Z high-schoolers and the many ways that they vastly differ from their older peers. Certainly much more welcoming and accepting of the diversity of teenagers than pretty much any other teen movies from the past, although they still poke fun at some particular brands of modern "wokeness" too. Stuffed to the brim with wonderfully weird characters, between the lovable catty theatre duo of George and Alan, the cringe-inducing desperate rich kid Jared, the endearingly dumb thirstball Theo, the dorky and blissfully unaware queer-bait Ryan, the effortlessly cool and extremely "top energy" Hope, and the absolutely batshit wildness that is Gigi. But mainly it serves as a vehicle for Devers and Feldstein, with both bouncing perfectly back and forth off each other in moments of comedy and drama. Feldstein always pulls off huge laughs pretty much every line and Devers sells a perfect amount of baby-gay awkwardness in one of the sweetest (and heartbreaking) queer romance stories in film. But above all else, it's just so damn fun and aware of what teenagers are actually like than most movies ever have been.

10. Luce (dir. Julius Onah)

*chuckles* "You really think I believe that stuff?"

One of the most wildly uncomfortable experiences in recent cinema history, but not due to any horrifyingly explicit graphic content being shoved in our faces. No, Onah and Lee created something much more discomforting: a constant challenging of all our biases and stereotypes, of us wanting to give chances and have faith in those that we trust. Kelvin Harrison Jr. delivers one of the best acting performances in recent memory because he's able to literally do everything; his Luce somehow manages to perfectly walk the tightrope required for a performance like his. With him behind it, Luce is such a charming, loving, likeable character but there's always just something that seems off about him. And even if Spencer's Wilson has a fixation on him that crosses all sorts of legal and moral boundaries, wouldn't we be cheering her on under different circumstances? In a way, she herself is trying to communicate a lesson about perception too, one that also mires in deep, troubling waters. Even if the film still feels very stage-y due to it's source material, the cold clinical aesthetic only further helps it make us squirm in our seats.

9. Violet Evergarden: Eternity and the Auto Memory Doll (dir. Haruka Fujita)

"Nobody wants a letter that cannot be delivered."

An absolutely magical experience that artistically excels over the original TV series it's based off of. The production is still as impressive as any other KyoAni work, but the composition and lighting in particular are outstanding, selling the social isolation of the first half and the childlike wonder of the second half. Beginning with a sublime Victorian romance in the first half, the story eventually morphs into a tribute to the workers of the world, the cogs in the machine. But in the context of the studio's recent history and the horrific arson attack that claimed 36 members of the studio, this instead comes off as a battlecry against the opposition against them. It's a story valuing those who are overlooked in the process of creation, a story about strong determined women, a story of a young girl defining her own future against society. KyoAni as a studio were most known for treating all their employees exceptionally as well as being a primarily female-led studio, both unfortunate exceptions in the industry as well as the target for a lot of unfair online hatred against them (and surely played some sort of role in why the arson attack happened to them specifically). To see the studio make their first post-attack work so proudly emblematic of what made them unique makes this so much more powerful than you would expect.

8. The Nightengale (dir. Jennifer Kent)

"You know what it's like to have a white fella take everything that you have, don't ya?"

The classic revenge fantasy narrative warped into a bleak, cynical portrait of racist cruelty in 1800s Tasmania. Jennifer Kent, improving leaps and bounds from the relatively straightforward Babadook, crafts a searing indictment of the foundations of colonialism and the misogynistic undercurrent of the barbarous society. It's a revenge movie where the vengeance is horrible and unsatisfying -- there's no crowd pleasing murderous money-shots, just brief moments of comeuppance in the face of everything in the world working against our two protagonists. Those who are squeamish should be aware that it is exceptionally graphic and grueling at times, although Kent does manage to keep up a very good pace for the two and a half hours of hell.

7. Transit (dir. Christian Petzold)

"They say that those who were left never forget. But it's not true. They have the sweet, sad songs. Pity is with them. Those who leave, no one is with them. They have no songs."

Hitchcock by way of Kafka -- a classic existential mystery told in a disorienting separate reality not quite like our own. It's a bold move to take a Holocaust set narrative and completely throw out the actual setting itself, but Petzold only enhances the weird themes of the story by taking it to a completely different but still very familiar time. This is a classic tale of becoming the person you say you are but really aren't -- then begging the question of what if you're not the only one also living a false identity. Buoyed by an excellent and very enigmatic lead performance from Franz Rogowski, who displays a tremendous skill for playing somebody so closed off but also very charismatic and watchable.

6. Once Upon a Time... in Hollywood (dir. Quentin Tarantino)

"When you come to the end of the line, with a buddy who is more than a brother and a little less than a wife, getting blind drunk together is really the only way to say farewell."

Tarantino trades in his B-movie worship and penchant for comical bloodbaths (well, for the most part) to make something I certainly didn't expect from him: a relaxed hangout movie about getting old and falling out of fashion. Exceptional production design whisks us away to the height of Hollywood and three different people all looking at their future careers in very different lights. Leo gets to stretch his wings in all sorts of silly fun ways and Brad Pitt finally lets go of the young superstar image and easily slips into his more natural "hot single dad" swagger, playing the most effortlessly cool character of his career. Tarantino sets aside time to look back on his own flaws as well and playfully reflects on his own particular ...quirks. Easily his best since his 90s prime and the first time in a long time I've felt the maturity that he showcased in Jackie Brown.

5. The Lighthouse (dir. Robert Eggers)

"Damn ye! Let Neptune strike ye dead Winslow! HAAARK!"

Hyper-masculine mania as told through a wonderful blend of dark comedy and cosmic horror and with some of the most lush black-and-white cinematography maybe ever in a film. Eggers' now trademark devotion to absolute accurate period detail in both visual design and dialogue greatly helps this reach transcendent heights. But it's truly the two performances of Dafoe and Pattinson that help it weave a perfect spiral of insanity that also manages to be so oddly fun. Never could there be any other paring of actors that would perfectly showcase these two dirty sea-dogs going stark raving mad at each other so well.

4. Midsommar (dir. Ari Aster)

"As Hårga takes, so Hårga also gives."

(Director's Cut) Every generation deserves their own paranoia-fueled pagan horrorshow, but Aster strikes a much deeper vein in his epic take on the classic territory The Wicker Man had previously claimed. The brutal rituals of the Hårga are only set dressing most of the time, with much more focus poured into the vile toxicity plaguing the relationship between students Dani and Christian. Reynor's Christian is such a perfect portrayal of a terrible influence -- he's charming, fun, and likeable when he's on your side, but the second anybody goes against him his seedy manipulation begins to seep into everything he says. Pugh continues her winning streak too, delivering a broken person desperately trying to put a smile on while falling apart on the inside as she realizes she truly is all alone in the world. While some might be disappointed by the lack of actual "terror" for a good chunk of the movie, Aster has found something much more likely to scar us than these friendly Swedish cultists.

3. Sunset (dir. László Nemes)

"The horror of the world hides behind these infinitely pretty things."

After striking gold with Son of Saul, Laszlo Nemes takes a hard turn into a very different genre but manages to create a wonderfully unique spin on classic detective noir. His signature camerawork powers this yarn, successfully taking the claustrophobic eye of Saul and using it to give a truly immersive sense of place in the tumultuous world of 1913 Budapest, where danger is simmering under the surface and ready to boil over at any moment. After all, noir is always about the eye of the detective, so Nemes' style takes it to a literal degree where everything outside of Irisz' field of vision is incomprehensible. We catch the same shady sideways glances and hushed whispers at the same time she does too. The plotting, like all noir tales, gets a little too complex for its own good, although it's less because of double-crossing and deceit and more from the story slowly dropping its connection to reality to function on a far more allegorical level. But as far as immersive, experiential cinema goes, not even 1917 can stack up to this film's highs, as the enraged lower-class populace eventually comes for the heads of the bourgeoise and Irisz suddenly realizes she is in the very wrong place at the very wrong time.

2. Portrait of a Lady on Fire (dir. Céline Sciamma)

"Do all lovers feel they're inventing something?"

An absolutely breathtaking portrait (hehe) of yearning and love, so astonishingly romantic and actually aware of what will make a woman swoon. Every technical aspect is perfect, from the gorgeous locale to the lovely windswept dresses to the soft, classical cinematography. But the true magic comes from Merlant and Haenel perfectly delivering every line of Sciamma's wonderous script. Those two have a sexual tension strong enough to burn down the theater, as their shy glances turn into deep longing stares and both their steely professional reserves give way to poorly suppressed joy at just being able to be with the other. Even their initial terse dialogue melts into pure romantic splendor, as they lovingly catalog all the little gestures the other does when flustered. Their connection during filming was powerful enough to fuel rumors around the two in the press and is currently providing the desire for every thirsty lesbian who finishes this to immediately pull up videos from the press tour and hunt for those same things between the actors themselves. And trust me, they are there.

1. Parasite (dir. Bong Joon-ho)

"Not 'rich but still nice.' Nice because she's rich, you know? Hell, if I had all this money, I'd be nice too!"

Very rarely does a film come along that actually warrants to be described as "perfect", as in one that literally generates no critiques in any way even if I was forced to pick something at gunpoint to complain about. But Parasite truly does every single thing right. Even Bong's tonal whiplash style, which does grate on me at times, somehow fits perfectly here as the schemes become increasingly madcap and the increasing sense that this will all come crashing down horribly mounts ever higher. Until then, it's an absolute joy to watch in every way, as Bong stacks the card deck higher and all the characters dive further into the sewer for their own benefit. The midpoint pivot works wonderfully too, as it goes to show that literally every person is getting played in the world of Parasite. It's massive success is only surprising to those who haven't seen it: it's the perfect movie for the era it came out in and may as well be the watershed moment for a new age of cinema where Hollywood finally admits that it's not the king of the world anymore.

#top 25 #2019 in film #parasite #portrait of a lady on fire #sunset #midsommar #lighthouse #fuck capitalism

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THIS IS RANDOM but Chiaki [ guard ] - for the Meteoranger AU verse :D

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 / 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ( x ) || @awesomeuchuu --- [ guard ] for your muse to step in front of my muse protectively

Rei, the Vampire in Space: "Sun Red…?" Needless to say, Rei was surprised when the red-suited leader of the [Meteoranger] squad stepped in in front of him, putting himself in between the vampire and the base's assailant.

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Rei had been wanting to know what had happened to the home asteroid of his clan, which, according to his younger brother Ritsu, had become devastated by an unknown culprit, with the both of them as the only surviving members. Rei himself had been under hibernation at the time, so the details, as far as he's concerned, were hazy at best. After asking around, it's decided that Rei go ask the proper authorities for more information. Sun Red had agreed to accompany him to the nearest Galactic Federation outpost.

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"Oohhh!! What a brave soul, indeed!" Hibiki-Ga exclaimed excitedly, arms spreading wide, as if he hadn't just rendered dozens of Federation soldiers responding to the attack unconscious, their bodies scattered along the hallway behind the [Akunosaki] agent. "As expected of the gallant leader of the [Meteoranger] squad~! Sun Red, yes? Is it? Is it~? However!

"I'm here on an important mission from His Imperial Majesty." the masked lieutenant continued, giving a reverent bow in honor to the absent Emperor. "It's nothing complicated…Rei~!"

The vampire now hidden behind Sun Red's protective stance froze as he was personally addressed. "Yes…?" he asked warily.

"Ah~! How this brings back memories~" Hibiki-Ga swooned, bringing further confusion to Rei. "But, there's no way for you to remember, hmm~? AAAMAAAZIIING~!!" Amid the confusion from the vampire, Hibiki-Ga continued speaking. "Ufufufu...To meet again as though strangers, how exciting~!!"

"I'm afraid I...I don't understand…"

"OH! Where are my manners…~" Hibiki-Ga chuckled merrily, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if he'd just made a little excusable mistake. "As per my mission!" He then extended his right hand towards Rei, an offer to come with him. "His Imperial Majesty wishes that you return home, Rei. You are so dearly missed...So much that I'm so so so lonely~"

#the vampire ranger answers #awesomeuchuu #(( no hibiki ga's not a muse; he's just there

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Halloween fanfic

Chapter 1: The return of the vampire plague

Every sound of the laughters and the ding-dongs of the doors was covered by the MP3 device, playing The Parade of the Squeletons. It has been so long since the last time she has celebrated Halloween. The last years was nothing but abductions, confussion and fear; aliens taking her place, mutants, ghosts... A best friend with psychic powers! Yeah, it was many crazy years for Irma Langinstein.

But she was determinated to overcome it, and try to enjoy her favorite season. She has dressed herself as the Little Red Ridding Hood with a black dress, long until the knees, showing gray long socks and red ballerinas flat shoes. She put on her long red hooded cape and took her basket; she was ready to go.

"What it's keeping her so long...?" Outside, there's two teenagers waited at the door of Irma's place, that the hockey masked was moaning for waiting her. "I'm dying here!"

"Be patient, Casey." April said as she put her howack wig on. " This is Irma's first night out since... Well..." she sighs. "Just let her be, she need to have fun and forget the Kraang incident."

"Yeah..." he scratched her neck, remembering how horrified she looked in the past.

"Hey guys." Irma came out and locked the door. "Sorry for the wait..."

"Wow, Irma!" Her friend said smiling. "I love your costume!"

"The Red Ridding Hood?" The boy said. "For Halloween?" He felt a punch in his arm, by April, for the mock tone he made.

"Ah, ahaha.." she laughed. "This Ridding Hood knows there wolves out there." She showed her basked full with apples, her small wallet with the KISS logo, a tazer, pepper spray, a small first aid kit and...

"Is that Kraang granades!?" April almost yelled, seeing those devices so close to the apples.

"Just in case." She said, closing the basket with a click sound. "So, shall we go?"

The three teenagers walked through the streets meeting children and teenagers costumes, trick-or-treating around, small food posts,...There was even one antiques shop opened to selling candy and witchcraft items. Irma stoped because she knew the owner, an african-american old woman very thin and wearing a long yellow matching with her turbant, called Madame Akanke. The old lady greeted her and hugged like a grandmother meeting her grandchild for first time in years. The two teenager waited her friend, surprised how much that woman was hugging her and that Irma was smiling so much. In a sec the woman felt the wind change... and that was not a good sign.

"Here, child..." the woman took one of the collars she was selling, a chain with a silver crucifix and a wiccan star. "You'll need it." She put it in her hands and close them gently. They both shared their goodbyes and Irma walked with her friends.

"What was that about?" April asked to her friend.

"She usually give me free lavander for good luck but this..." she said, as she put the chain around her neck. "She most had missed me so much."

While they were leaving that street behind, the wind kept changing; and Madame Akanke got inside her store and lock the door. Someones from way back was acting strange... it was a bad sign.

"Trick or treat!"

"Oohhh... What a cute..." an old lady with a plate full of candy was guessing the disguise of the group of teenagers who called her door. " Group of aliens?"

The four turtles were hesitated to correct the sweet lady who gave them KitKat tablets.

Halloween means so much for them, because it's the only time of the year that they can walk on the streets without being pointed out was freaks. They didn't even needed to wear costumes... Except for Mikey! He wore his elf costume, carrying a full plastic bag with a pumpkin painting on it full of candy, enjoying like a lil boy. Leo has been behaving like a father, making sure he did not get in trouble and not eating all the candy. Donnie was fascinated by the mechanism of some decorations of the stores and costumes of some grown ups; he LOVED one wearing a hand-made metallic costume of Optimus Prime. As for Raph...

"Hey!" He yelled a group of kids teasing and stealing the candy of two kids younger than them. He got their attention as he took the stolen candy. "Knock it off!" Those kids run away. Raph gave the candy back and the kids thank him.

"Dude, I want that costume next year." The turtle could hear one of them saying this as the kids were leaving. He smiled... but it was vanished as he noticied a few figures running into the shadows. Something was up...

"Yo, Raph!" Casey yelled leaving the girls behind. So the turtle decided to ignore it.

The turtles met their human friends and walked to the streets; talking and laughing.

"That costume is so cool, Irma!" Mikey was saying as he was checking her basket.

"Thank you." She said. Mikey was the first turtle she befriended when she met the gang; then she made friends with Donny, later Leo and finally Raph (kinda). "I was looking forward for this..." she noticied more a far some commotion, between a group of people. "...night..." The yelling and some weird roaring and hisses was disturbing the joy of the night. She noticied, and so the turtles and teenager when she stopped. "What's happening?"

"Doesn't look good..." The blue masked turtle said as he stepped forward, placing his hand on one of his katana blades.

People was staring to run. The panic was running in their direction, but the gang stayed stand. The group prepared their weapons, except Irma. She was frozen. Donnie spoted some people attacking each other... And the light of the eyes... He had an horrible idea about what was going on.

"Oh no!" He said. "Guys, does this reminds you something?"

A person runner forward against the group. Raph was pushed back, falling in the floor; using his sais to block the man's urge of bite him. "Vampires?!" Leo and Donnie took that man away from their brother, and Mikey hit him with his huge bag of candy.

"Vamp... Vam... Vampires?!" Irma managed to say. As April grab her hand and started to run along with the gang. "Vampires actually exist?"

"How is that possible?" Donnie yelled, with the bo on his hand.

"Last time it was Savanti Romero's doing."Leo leaded the gang to an alley, to find a save place. "But this is different."

"Last time?!" She asked. "You guys fought vampires before...?"

"And werewolfs and mummies..." Mikey was telling. "Oh! And Frankenstein!"

"The mad scientist?!"

"No, the creature..."

They reached the alley, and started to climb up from the fire emergency stairs. But more vampires followed, one grab Irma's cape dragging her and April back. Irma fell back, April stayed stand and blast many of them away with a psychic power. Donnie and Casey came to the rescue, hitting many of the vampires with the sticks and staff. One vampire dodge April and bite her and another jumped into Irma, the girl screamed covering her face with her arm...

"Gaaahhh!!!" The vampire hissed, backing up, covering his face in pain. Irma saw that the amulet's chain was over the arm and the crucifix facing the vampire. She grabbe the amulet and get up; she moved the amulet forward to the vampires, they all were backing up.

"Back off!!" She yelled as she saw her friend on the ground, covering the bite zone and telling her to go. "April!" But her friend, blast her and Casey with another psychic wave.

"April!!" Donnie yelled as he as on one step of the stair. Up there, Leo was ahead but the end of the stair was occupied by three black hooded caped persons. They toucheds the metallic stair and it was getting so hot that it turned red. The turtles who grabbed it yelled at the pain and loose the balance, falling into the ground. Donnie could dodge the fall of the brothers thanks for the burn he felt touching it. But not Casey and Irma. They found theirselfs surrounded by vampires. And up above, the three figures descended and land in front of the turtles.

"The new dark arc will rise." The three female voices said at the same time, with a voice tone that can create goosebumps. April was holded by two vampires, fighting to get set free. Mikey noticied that she was turned into a vampire. One of the figures approaches, facing the red haired girl. "The supreme witch would welcome you on the coven or being cursed on the fate of the unliving."

"Leave her alone!" Casey yelled, getting up and going to smack their heads with a bat. But one hold his neck and lift him, punching his guts.

April head-punched the figure, it hurted her; then a little sack appeared in her hands. "Thou decision." The untie of the knok let go a grey smoke of ashes that went strainght into April's mouth and nose. Her gasps and heavy breathing of angst and fear was becoming hisses and high pitched screams. The turtles and Irma gasped in horros. A scream of the glasses girl got the attention of the one that was grabbing Jones... She yelled, letting go the human boy and pointed at her!

"It is her!!" She got the attention of the other two. "ARCANA!!!"

The situation seems to getting worse now. Why did they pointed at the short red ridding hood girl? The turtles moved forward, protecting Irma for anything that could happen, as Casey returned with the gang. The figures went forward... but a strong shinning light blinded them, it was coming from behind the turtles and Irma.

"This is a deja vu." Raph said with a groan.

"Let's go!" Leo ordered and all moved into the portal fast. Mikey grabbed Irma's arm, crossing the portal. Irma looked back seeing her friend with fangs and and shinning eyes and the three caped women trying to reach her. Then all was white, and it felt like the gravity was gone.

Another portal was opened and the mutants and the two humans falls into a ground of mud and plants. Raph, Leo and Donnie landed first, managing to land on their feet; while Casey, Mikey and Irma ended piled, groaning in pain.

"Huuuhhh..." Irma moaned. Casey and Mikey got up, making her falling back sitting; she pressed her head for the dizziness. "What was that?" Then she looked around. All was a land with plants, and the sounds of the animals weren't typical.

"Where the heck are we?" Raph said annoyed. "Oh, wait... THIS is clearly Renet doing! The right question is 'when'"

"This seems like..." Donnie was saying as he spoted foot prints... Of really big lizzards. "We are in the ages of dinosaurs."

"Dinosaurs!?" The girl panicked... But then she asked. "Which one? The Trissatic? The Jurassic? The..."

"Who cares?!" Casey interrupted getting up all nervous. "Why are he here when there's another monster invasion in our hour time.?!"

"This must to Savanti Romero again." Leo explained, trying to keep calm. "Maybe he is trying to conquer the time line with monsters again."

"Renet might have opened the portal." Mikey gasped. "But where is she?"

A thunder sound like interrumpted the young ones. More thunders were coming from one direction, following with roars and yelling.

"Irma," the leader said at her " you better stay here." He made a sign with his blades and all the boys started to run following the noise.

They found a clear zone where a big scaly yellow-brown demon with big horns fighting against a blue dressed girl with a scepter that was the origin of the sound. Mikey was the first one to get into action when the girl was slammed againts the ground by the claw, he kicked at the face at the creature before he could reach the girl.

"Michelangelo?"

"I got your back Renet." Mikey smiled at her, helping her to get up; while the rest surrounded her to defend her.

Savanti rise from the ground, roaring in disgust. "Turtles!!!"

"Duuuuude..." the human said amazed. "This dude looks sick!!"

The monster tried to slam them with his fists, full of rage. The group dodge it, Leo and Raph attacked up into his arms and chest, while Donnie and Casey to the legs.

"Guys..." Renet said trying to get his breathe back. "How did you came in this era?"

"One portal appeared in the most perfect timing and... Wait," Mikey said, now confused " you didn't open the portal?"

"I might... I was checking Savanti Romero and then he attacked me. One of the portals had been opened in the struggle..."

"Wait..." Raph over heard it. "Then, what about the vampire invasion?"

"Vampire invasion?!" The creature roared punching all the boys away. "Altho it might enjoy creating a new opportunity to make monsters conquer the timeline, without Dracula it would be pointless!" He went straight to Renet. "Now give me the Time Scepter!!"

Mikey attack him the nunchakus, hitting in the face, but the monster slapped him and punched Renet making her body slams againts a big rock. Her body falls but her hands still holding the scepter. The creature aprouched to the girl with a triumphant smile, his went to grab it... Suddenly, a red figure appear between them and she blinding him with a went substain. He yelled, squishing his eyes desperately.

"My eyes!!! MY EYES!!!!"

"Well done, Irma!!" Mikey cheered.

"Are you ok?!" The glasses girl tried to help the other girl to get up, placing an arm around her shoulder. "Can you walk?!"

"Huh... I'll survive..." Renet groans, trying to adjust her vision. The two girls walked away from the creature, while the guys surrounded Savanti still in pain.

"Renet, can you get us out of here?" Donnie walked to the girls checking on the injured girl.

"Huh... I don't know..." she tried to get on her feet, waddleling, and showing the scepter. "In the battle Savanti damaged the scepter..." And it was true; the hourglass piece was cracked and two fingers of the monkey hand was missing. Renet' blurry vision was gone and finally saw the face of Irma. Her reaction was a shock. "What are you doing here?"

"Renet!" Raph yelled, seeing the monster getting up. "GET.US.OUTTA.HERE!!!"

"Oh,right! Now, now..." the time traveler tried to make the scepter to work, it blinked but nothing.

"Renet, hurry!" Leo warned, Savanti was glaring at them with hunger of destroy them.

"I'm trying!!" Renet was so nervous now, her hands where shaking.

The creature is about to jump into them. The boys where ready for the comeback. Renet's hands were suddenly hold by Irma's and she move the scepter ppinting at the monster.

"For goodness sake, make this thing WORK!!!"

After the second of the yelling, the blue light of the item glowed strongly; like an explosion that made all the surroundings turn blank.

The buzzing sound was strong. It went low as one pair of eyes opened.

Leo's face was went. As he rise it, he saw that he was very close to a thin river. He kneeled and looked around, he could see Raph between some bushes upside down, next to Donnie who was lying on his shell trying to get up, and he saw Renet on the feet of a tree moaning.

"Is everyone ok?" The leader get up, helping his brothers to get up.

"Just some broken bones... nothing serious." The red masked turtle said.

"Wait..." the tall turtles looked the surroundings. "Where's Irma, Mikey and Casey?" Something fell over the hot tempered, making him say ouch. It was Irma's basket! The three of them looked up to the tree. "Guy? Are you up there?"

"Yeah, bro!" Mikey answered, with belly over a thick tree branch, trying to sit up. "We're ok..."

"Not me!!" A girl voice protested, she was upside down on the top branches. The dress and the cape was tangled with the leaves and thin branches, and she couldn't be more uncomfortable with Casey over her, on the strong branches of the next tree. "Stop looking, Jones!!"

"I'm not looking." He said as he reached his hockey stick and moves the branches around Irma's legs. "I'm just trying to untangled ya."

"No, no, wait...!" The girl couldn't finish the sentence, she was busy screaming as she was falling. Luckily, the tall turtle catch her. She weakly said to her friend: "Thank you."

"Casey!! In what where you thinking!?" Donnie yelled up to the human boy.

As the discussion was in process, the alarming voice of Renet took the main attention.

"It's gone! The scepter! Where is it?!"

In some place on the dark forrest, the weak light of the scepter was turning off; and the hand of Savanti Romero took it as he chuckled evily.

To be continued...

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