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thewritingginger · 1 year

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Your Wish is My Command

This was inspired by [THIS] drawing made by @luvjiro

I haven’t decided yet but I’m playing with the idea of maybe making this into a series of a sex worker! AU with the other Bonten Babes?!

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Prostitute! Haitani Rindou x Fem! Reader Word count: 5.5k+ words Warnings: 18+, Reader is 21+, Alcohol consumption, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (Fem! & M! receiving), Use of Condoms & Dental dams, Vaginal fingering, Praise, Slight body worship, Dirty talk, Pet names

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This is crazy.

That’s the only thing you can think of as you’re running around your apartment after spending all day cleaning it and now have nothing else to do but think about the impulsive decision you’d made late last night after a few too many drinks.

In less than an hour a sex worker is going to show up at your doorstep because you ordered one in a low moment of self pity and insecurity. You wouldn’t judge another person for doing the same but the idea of anyone finding out is unthinkable.

You know you shouldn’t be ashamed. You’re a woman with needs. A perfectly healthy sexual being that is just lacking in experience and decided to remedy that with a professional.

I need a drink, you think to yourself. Yes, alcohol got you in this position but a drink to soothe your nerves should do the trick.

A knock at your door sends a thrill through your body, thankfully that finger of whiskey has kicked in leaving your body feeling warm and relaxed in all the right places. Looking in the mirror by the front door one last time you take a breath and open the front door to see a gorgeous man on the other side. Maybe you should’ve had one more drink before he got here.

“Hello,” he says with a crooked smile, “are you Y/n?”

“Yup and you must be Rindou,” you say, inviting him in, “Would you like a drink?” you ask as you close the door.

“Sure, thanks.” Walking into the kitchen with Rindou following close behind before he casually rests his hip on the edge of the counter, watching as you prepare your drinks. Accepting the glass of amber liquid, his eyes looking over your body allowing you a chance to look over his as you take a sip.

Rindou isn’t what you were expecting, to be fair you didn’t know what to expect. He has that sexy bad boy vibe that really works for him with his earrings, dual colored mullet, sharp violet eyes and—if the way he looks in those jeans says anything—he has a nice body.

“Would you like to sit down?” he asks, breaking you from your thoughts.

“Uh, yeah. Make yourself comfortable.” Sitting on your couch, music playing from your TV at a low hum, you slide your finger around the rim of your glass unsure how to proceed. Thankfully that doesn’t seem like a problem for your guest.

“Is this your first time?” he asks, leaning into the arm of the couch suavely.

“Is it that obvious?” you laugh and want to smack yourself for how dumb you must sound but instead of pointing that out he gives a gentle laugh in return, scooting closer to your side of the couch till your knees are touching.

“There’s no need to be ashamed,” he says softly, his cologne is spicy and warm in your nose, “We can take this as slow or as fast as you want. All I care about is your comfort and your pleasure.” His voice is low and sultry making your stomach flutter and the way he’s looking at you makes you feel like you’re the only woman in the world. Running his hand down your arm he takes your hand that is tangled with your other around your glass and slowly brings it up to his lips. Electricity sparks against your skin when his lips touch the back of your hand making you let out a nervous laugh.

“Slow,” you repeat, “That sounds nice. I’m not very you know… experienced with everything so I hope I don’t disappoint you—” he cuts you off.

“This isn’t about me, Y/n. Tonight is about you, no matter how that looks. If you just want to sit here and talk, then we can sit here and talk. If you want me to kiss and massage your entire body or more, all you have to say is the word. Your wish is my command, no matter how dirty that may be.” His words come out in a low purr, his eyes boring into yours. Giddiness rushes through you. Logically you know this is his job. He’s supposed to say these things to deliver the fantasy you’re paying for. But real or not he is good at what he is doing.

“So what do you say, Pretty girl?” he asks, kissing the pulse on your wrist, looking up at you through his lashes.

“We can do more than talk,” you shyly confess, pulling the corner of his lips up, “Maybe you can take off your jacket?”

“Of course.” Sitting back you watch as Rindou pulls the zipper of his baggy hoodie down, removing it to reveal his half inked sculpted chest dressed in a cropped fishnet tank top. The sight is both erotic and inviting, so much so that your hand reaches out to touch his chest without even asking. As if touching a hot stove you retract your fingers once it makes contact with his heated skin but his hand is quick to wrap around your wrist, urging your hand to stay on his body.

“It’s ok to touch me.”

“I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable,” you say, probably sounding like the biggest idiot. The man is here to do whatever you want ‘no matter how dirty’ and you’re acting like he’ll draw the line at you lightly touching his chest. Without warning, taking the air out of your lungs, Rindou pulls your face close to his by the back of your neck.

“Princess, I’m comfortable with whatever you want to do to me as long as that’s what you want.”

“Okay.” That’s all you were able to say, the way the pet name rolls off his tongue makes the fluttering in your belly move lower along with the heat that has spread across your skin.

“How about we start with removing this, you must be warm with it on,” he says, playing with the hem of your sweater. With a nod of your head he helps pull it over your head, leaving you in your tank top.

“That’s better, " he says, his eyes trailing over the newly exposed skin of your chest and shoulders before returning to your eyes, “how about a kiss?” His question is gentle and underlying with amusement.

“Uh huh,” you sigh.

“I need a verbal yes or no, Princess.”

“Yes.” Your answer comes out breathy and filled with more lust than you expected from yourself but Rindou doesn’t seem to mind, he smiles before curling his hand around the nape of your neck and pulling your lips to his.

The kiss is soft to start. He allows you to grow accustomed to his touch and his taste as you explore his body with your hands. You tentatively run your hands up his pectorals and over his shoulders, his loose hair tickles your digits making you want to feel his soft locks between them.

The kiss deepens as your body leans into his, his hands pulling your waist towards him till you have no other option but to straddle his lap. His tongue grazes yours, you can taste the whiskey on his breath and mixed with the feeling of his strong body beneath you your body begins to go on autopilot.

With a mind of its own, your hips begin to gently rock against his growing bulge, pulling a soft moan from the man. Your hands tingle in his hair, pulling him closer as he gropes and massages the dips and swells of your hips and thighs and up your torso.

Your blood feels electric and you’re only just kissing. That thought alone makes your dizzying mind spin with increasingly more x-rated ones. What would his fingers feel like? His tongue? His cock? You think about the infinite pleasures that his words and kiss promises. The things he could do for you—do to you. You can’t help but wonder what the rest of his body looks like, you’re sure it’s all beautiful from what you’ve already seen. You want to see him stripped completely bare, see the hardness you feel stiffening beneath you, watch how his trained muscles flex as he moves inside you.

Pulling back, the two of you catch your breath, you look into his lidded violet eyes that look right into you, your head, your soul. It’s as if from that one look he knows everything that you were thinking and all that your body needs and craves from him at this moment.

“You’re more lively than you let on when I first got here,” he says with an amused smirk, pulling your face forward till your noses are touched, “Sweet and spicy, I like that.” His smile is carnivorous. He’s looking at you like a predator ready to eat up his prey and you’re his willing victim. You’ve never felt this turned on. You’re unsure whether it’s due to the taboo nature of this meeting or because of the way he is looking at you, either way you want Rindou. Scratch that you need him.

Now.

“Do you want to go somewhere more comfortable?” you ask. You wanted to be more specific, wanted to ask him to join you in your bed but your nerves got the better of you but from the gleam in his eyes and the widening of his smile Rindou heard you loud and clear.

“I would love to. Lead the way,” he says, helping you off his lap. Leading him down the short hallway to your bedroom you realize you’re shaking. From anxiety or excitement? Unsure. But when you glance over your shoulder you see the man behind you looking at your body that is clearly outlined in your leggings and tank top.

Crossing the threshold you turn towards Rindou but before you can get more than a word out your feet are lifted off the floor, leaving you no other option but to wrap your limbs around his body. Your wide eyes make the man chuckle as he takes a seat at the foot of your bed with you, once again, straddling his hips.

“I hope I’m not making you feel rushed, I just like feeling the weight of your body on me.” His admission makes your face feel hot and your pussy clench around nothing.

“That’s okay,” you say, giving him a meek smile.

“Y/n, I need to know,” he says, breaking the silence, his hand combing a stray hair behind your ear, “What are your limits?” His question makes you pause.

“My limits?” you parrot back.

“Yes, your limits. What are your turn ons and turn offs? What are the things that you do not want from this evening? Forgive me, I meant to ask you this before but had gotten a bit… distracted by your lips.” His words are accompanied by his thumb gently swiping your lower lip, his eyes following the moment as if in remembrance of your heated kiss moments earlier.

“Um, I don’t know,” you answer, honestly.

“That’s okay,” he soothes, lazily running his hands up and down your sides, “On your profile I remember you putting praise and oral sex on your desires list, is that still true now?” His mention of your ‘desires list’ makes you shift slightly on his lap. You remember feeling a mix of emotions answering the profile questions. It felt so personal to indulge a stranger, or multiple, to your fantasies—though you supposed that is what they made their career out of.

“Yes,” you finally say, curling your upper lip between your teeth, awaiting his response and instead of the teasing you were half fearing his gaze darkened hungrily.

“Perfect, because that’s just the reason I had chosen you.”

“‘Chosen me’?”

“Yes, Pretty girl, ‘chosen you’,” he reiterates, “I’m not really supposed to tell you this but the guys and I each get to look through the profiles of potential clients and can pick any number of them that suit our preferences. Yes, these sessions are about you but it’d be a lie to say we don’t get anything from this ourselves. So when I saw your profile and your picture I made sure my whole night was open for you.”

“Why?”

“Because,” he starts, eyes locked with yours, “you checked every one of my boxes and I intend to make use of every spare moment I had to give you everything you desire.” Your mind is spinning. This man chose you out of all possible clients. Again logically you know this could be a line he’s throwing at you to make this experience more than it is but—the way he’s looking at you makes you want to believe him. Either he is a world class actor or he means every bit of what he is saying.

“Would you like that?” he asks, bringing you back from your thoughts.

“Yes.” You don’t think about it before you say it because there is no need to. You’re nervous, yes, but you’re also more revved up than you’ve ever been before.

“Wonderful. Would you mind me taking this off for you?” He asks, fingers pinching the edge of your tank top.

“Yes—erm, no, I wouldn’t mind,” you correct yourself, flustered but his light chuckle makes you share one in return. Pulling the top off over your head, leaving you in just a lacy bralette, Rindou returns his hands to your now exposed waist.

“You’re so cute,” he says against your ear, pressing a few kisses down your neck, “I’m going to have so much fun eating you up,” he purrs. His voice is like liquid gold, it's hot and smooth, searing you straight to your core. His lips continue to pepper your exposed skin, licking your pulse and nipping your earlobe, reclining your head you allow him more space to explore with his lips. Your hands grip his shoulder and tangle in his hair as he trails across your collarbone to deliver the same sensual treatment to the other side of your neck.

His hands pull your hips closer to his by your ass till you’re flush to his body. Sliding up your sides he massages your breasts in his palms making you moan into his mouth. Detaching from your neck Rindou focuses his attention onto your chest, watching his hands knead your soft mounds. Curling his fingers under the band of your bra his eyes flicker up to yours for reassurance and when you don’t stop him he removes the garment over your head. You gasp when he stands with you in his arms, his fishnet top teasing your already hardened nipples as he places your back softly to the mattress.

“So fucking pretty,” he says, his voice a low whisper. Rindou begins to pepper wet kisses from your neck down your chest. His mouth leaves wet trails of open mouthed kisses as his hands massage your breasts. With one hand pinching your right nipple he uses the other to direct your left to his lips. Latching on, his tongue lashing the hardened bud, your back arches into him. The way his fingers and tongue are teasing your swollen nipples makes your toes curl and the heat pooling between your legs greater.

You need friction. Wrapping your legs around his hips you pull his groin to yours, feeling his hard cock through his jeans. Pulling away from your chest with a lewd pop, sultry violet eyes looking up at you with a lopsided smile.

“Don’t worry, Princess, you’re going to get everything you need.” His cocky words make you want to roll your eyes in annoyance but the way he grinds his hips into yours makes you do it for an entirely different reason. “Just let me enjoy your perfect tits for a moment longer.”

Pinching both your nipples till you let out a small whine, Rindou smirks before taking your other nipple into his mouth. His actions are slow with a calculated hunger. His sharp eyes watch the way your face contorts, how your lips pout when he twists your nipple between his fingertips. Finally releasing your bud from his teeth, his lips make their way down your torso till he hits the band of your leggings. Now on his knees at the foot of your bed, Ridou looks over your half naked body, eyes drinking in all your hot skin that is already blooming with love bites.

“May I?” he asks and as always he waits for your confirmation.

“Yes, please,” you say, breathless. He peels your leggings from your body till you’re laying in nothing but your panties. You bend your knees in once you’re hit with a sudden wave of awareness and embarrassment but Rindou is quick to reopen your legs. The position you’re in makes you feel vulnerable. You’re almost completely naked, your covered sex on display as the man looking between your legs is fully clothed.

“You’re safe with me, Princess,” he coos, “you look so pretty spread open for me.” His words set you on fire. The way he says them, how he calls you Princess and looks at you like you’re something to bow before makes you relax once more into the mattress and his touch.

Sitting back on his haunches, Rindou strips himself of his shirt. His rough hands move up and down the inside of your thighs before gripping your hips, pulling your ass closer to the edge of the bed. His arms keep your legs hinged open, enabling your ability to close them once more.

Slowly, starting at your knee, he trails his lips down your thigh till he reaches the juncture between only to repeat the process on the other. Your breathing hitches when his mouth kisses the edge of the fabric covering your sex, everytime he skips over it the more the need inside you drives you crazy till finally he makes contact. You let out a soft moan when he presses his nose into your pussy, breathing you in with a low satisfied groan.

“Fuck, you smell so good, Baby. I wish I could taste your pretty cunt.” His crass words make your stomach flip and your heart beat increase.

“Why can’t you?” you ask, too transfixed on his piercing eyes to care about the desperate way your words come out.

“Company policy, Princess. Though,” he says, taking another deep inhale of your sex, “if you keep looking at me like that I might have to throw that rulebook out the window. Fuck—you’re already so wet,” he curses, eyes trained on his fingers teasing the wet spot of your panties, teasing your clitoris. A mewl escapes your pouting lips, propping yourself up on your elbows you watch as Rindou rubs his thumb up and down your clothed seam.

“Do you want my tongue, Princess? Want me to make this little pussy feel good with my mouth?”

“Yes, please,” you say, earning you another one of his signature smirks.

“Good girl.” Grabbing the waist of your underwear, the final piece of clothing covering your body, he pulls it down your legs till you’re laying completely nude before him. Another curse falls from his lips as he reopens your thighs to see your bare sex. “Fucking beautiful.”

Reaching into his back pocket he retrieves a rectangular packet. Opening the wrapper he pulls out a sheet of purple latex that he stretches over your weeping cunt.

“You have such a pretty pussy, Princess,” he purrs, running his tongue up your covered seam a few times before taking your clitoris between his lips. His tongue expertly flicks the bundle of nerves as he sucks on it, back and forth making waves of pleasure course through your body.

“Oh my god,” you cry, your head dropping back as one hand reaches down to tug on his hair. You feel his low groan vibrate through you as he continues to feast on you between your legs like a man starved. The sensation of his mouth and his own pleasured moans mix together to pull the coil in your belly so tight it hurts. Rocking your hips against his mouth for the friction you need, your climax is so close. Every muscle in your body tightens as that familiar high finally consumes you, catapulting you into oblivion. Coming down from your first high, you look down to meet the satisfied look of the man between your legs.

“You sound so pretty when you cum,” he says, tossing the latex barrier to the floor, “But we’ve only just started the night.” Your heart skips a beat at the devilish look he gives you, standing up he goes to undo his belt but you stop him. Placing your hands on his you move them aside.

“Would it be against policy if I returned the favor?” you ask, your words coming out coy, making your face feel hotter than before. Cocking his head to the side, racking his finger through your hair, he just smiles.

“Not at all,” he says, reaching into his back pocket, “do you prefer strawberry, grape, or lime?” His wicked gaze doesn’t falter as he holds up different colored foil wrappers. Biting your lip you look between him and the condoms before replying.

“Surprise me.”

“Close your eyes,” he says playfully. Doing as he said, you place your hands over your eyes. You can hear the sound of him undoing his belt and pants, the shuffling of clothes dropping to the floor and finally his voice once more, “You can uncover your eyes, Beautiful.” When you do, your whole body begins to tingle, your toes curl and breath hitches when your eyes are filled with the sight of a completely nude Rindou.

He is gorgeous.

His right side, from his collarbone to his ankle, is covered in an intricate tattoo, his body is sculpted and toned but not too bulky. He allows you time to fully take in his physique, with the way he is looking at you and is standing, you start to think he enjoys your eyes on him. Your eyes follow the linework down his abdomen till you reach the v-line directing your gaze straight to his cock that is standing tall, the tip already glistening with precum that you want to lick up. His groin is neatly trimmed, has tight balls and a few prominent veins running across the length of his shaft up to his swollen red tip.

“You like what you see, Princess?” he asks, breaking your trance. He sees you get flustered and begins to stammer but he soon stops you, taking a few steps towards you he directs your eyes up to his, leaning his face close to yours till your noses are almost touching. “Don’t be ashamed, Baby. I want you to like what you see and what you feel. I want you to feel free to take what's yours,” he purrs the last few words against your lips before taking them with his own for a short kiss.

Pulling back he makes a show of opening the foil packet and rolling the pink latex condom down his shaft. Scooting to the edge of the bed, placing your hands on his thighs, you look up at Rindou as his previous words play in your head.

I want you to feel free to take what’s yours.

Wrapping your hands around his cock you stick your tongue out and run it up his entire length. The taste of artificial strawberry fills your mouth and with a gentle hum you wrap your lips around his tip. Rindou’s hand holds the back of your head, petting your head and cooing encouraging words to you as you begin to pump his shaft into your mouth, never breaking eye contact. His words flood your body, sending waves of euphoria through your system, making you feel airy and confident and the way he is looking at you makes you feel desired. Sexy.

“You’re sucking my cock so fucking good, Princess,” he says, “So pretty. Suck me a little harder, that’s right. Good girl.” His head drops back before returning your gaze once more. Your pace has increased, sucking him harder and using one hand to stroke his shaft along with your mouth as the other touches his body. Gripping and draggin your nails lightly against his thigh and against his stomach before you retract and use both hands to stroke his cock as you catch your breath. Looking up at Rindou he takes your face between his hands and pulls your mouth to his, moaning into your lips as your hands keep working him.

“Fuck, Princess,” he says, “Keep doing this and you’re going to make me cum.”

“What if I want you to cum?” you say, so high off of lust the embarrassment you might’ve felt earlier from saying such forward words doesn’t touch you. All you can think about is the man in front of you and the pleasure you can make together.

“I’d say you’re a very naughty girl,” he says with a breathy chuckle before pulling your hands away from him and pressing them back into the mattress above your head, “but I’d much rather see you cum for me again and this time with my cock deep inside you—If that's what you want. I couldn’t think of a better way to unravel than with your tight little cunt squeezing my cock as I fuck you into the mattress.” His words are dirty and thrilling and his lips trailing up your arm sear your skin. You’ve never been talked to so aggressively before and you like it.

“Would you like that, Pretty girl?”

“Yes,” you immediately say. With both hands secured above your head by one of his, Rindou glides his free hand down your belly. His digits strike against your skin like a match.

“Tell me, Princess, do you want my fingers?” he asks, fingers grazing your thigh.

“Yes. Please,” you say breathlessly.

“Such a naughty girl,” he teases, sliding his fingers down between your wet folds, “wanting me to stretch you out on my fingers, make your pussy nice and ready to take my cock.” His words mixed with his nimble fingers rubbing your clitoris in slow torturous circles, your mouth hangs open as soft whines fall from your pouty lips till he finally inserts two fingers into your aching cunt making your head fall back.

HIs fingers expertly curl against your gummy walls, his lips suck and kiss your extended neck as he hums along with your sweet cries of pleasure.

“That’s it, just like that,” he says against your ear, “relax around my fingers. Let me take care of you, make you feel good. I want to hear your pretty voice sing for me, Y/n. You’re doing so good, so perfect, squeezing my fingers so tightly. You’re about to cum again aren’t you?” Your response is swallowed up by choked moans and breathy sighs as his fingers quicken before pulling out and rubbing your clit sending your high toppling over like a Jenga tower.

“Oh, Fuck! Yes. Yes!” Unrestrained moans fall from your lips as he rides out your orgasm, not stopping till you are quaking with overstimulation. Releasing your hands you wrap them around his shoulders, pulling his mouth to yours as you breath in his scent and taste his mouth. Your chest is heaving from exhaustion but your body is still a livewire of lust and desire. Pulling back Rindou presses his soiled fingers against your lips. Opening your mouth you taste yourself, it's tangy and fans the fire in your belly.

“Does your pussy taste good, Princess?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck you’re gorgeous,” he says, stealing one last kiss before getting up. Removing his condom he reaches into his jean pocket to retrieve a new one. Your tired eyes watched as he quickly slides a new rubber down his shaft before retaking his spot above you. “You ready for my cock, Princess?” he asks, spread your legs open, rubbing his tip through your slick folds.

“Yes,” you automatically say, you’re so dizzy from your last high it seems to be the only word you can think of. Words can not describe how much you need him inside you, the desperation that is growing every moment he isn’t stretching you out over his cock. A gasp escaped your lips when he pushed his tip into your needy hole followed by a curse from him.

“Fuck—” Once he is entirely seated inside your quivering walls, Rindou begins to gently pump inside you. “God damn it,” he moans, his hips moving faster. Your fingers curl into the bed sheets as he rocks into you with more zeal. His rough hands gripping your hips as he pulls you onto him, his hair falling over his eyes and begin to stick to the sweat dampening his brow.

“Oh my god, Rindou!” you cry.

“That’s right, Baby. Say my name.” His movements become faster, his swollen tip punches your cervix with increasing hardness till he is fucking you like an animal. His breath comes out hard and fast with deep grunts of exertion as he uses his body against yours. Your voice is bouncing off the walls of your bedroom along with the sticky sounds of your joining and the smacking of his sake against your ass. You’re so close, the coil in your belly is tightening with every harsh pump of his cock.

“Yes—oh my god I’m going to cum,” you cry, propping yourself up on your arms, looking up at the powerful man. Sitting up straighter, your ankles in his hands, holding your legs wide open, looking at your connected bodies.

“That’s it, Princess. Cum on my cock. You’re doing so good. Taking me so well—Fuck!” he heaves, combing his hair back from his face. Your head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as you try to grasp onto the dangling strings of your coming orgasm but it's just out of reach. A pathetic sob comes from your throat. Reopening your eyes you look between your legs, watching his cock disappear inside you, you reach down and begin to rub your sensitive clitoris.

“Yes,” he cries, eyes looking between your working fingers and your scrunched up face, “You look so fucking pretty touching yourself, Baby. Make yourself cream on my cock—shit—that’s it. I’m so fucking close, Princess. Is that what you want? Want me to cum inside your tight little cunt?”

“God, yes!” His hips begin to stutter with his impending climax and yours isn't far behind with your hand touching your clit, you lay back and pinch your nipple with the other. The zings of pain from twisting your hardened bud goes straight to your clenching pussy. Wrapping your legs around his waist, Rindou falls on top of you bracketing your head between his arms as he kisses your neck.

“So fucking good,” he purrs into your ear, “I feel your sweet cunt squeezing me so tight—fuck that’s it, Princess. Fuck yes!” he says as you finally come undone. Your cunt convulses around his moving shaft as every other muscle in your body tenses up as you’re racked with the overwhelming sensation of euphoria. Neither your hands or his hips stop, both in their pursuits of your respective highs.

Your body is unable to relax, now being tipped over into overstimulation. Your hand push against Rindou’s shoulders as his sloppy pumps into your exhausted core become tortuous in the best way.

“I can’t—ah— Rindou—please,” your words come out choppy and breathless but he doesn’t relent.

“Yes you can, Princess,” he encourages, “just a little longer. You’re doing so beautifully for me.” Sitting up, Rindou reaches between you to rub his thumb against your already swollen clit. You try to push his hand away but your body locks up with another body shaking orgasm building up.

“Oh fuck,” you cry, your eyes are squeezed so tightly shut and you feel tears beginning to well up, “That feels so good,” you slur, watery eyes looking up at him as your body is overtaken by your high. Your mouth is open, letting any and all sounds of pleasure come out. With the sound of his name ringing in his ears from your fucked out voice he cums. His hips slow as he milks himself into the condom containing him. Once his hips come to a halt the two of you sit there gasping for air, connected in blissed out silence. You mewl and are brought back to reality when you feel Rindou begin to slowly pull out of you.

“You okay?” he asks, brushing your hair from your face before tying off the used rubber and tossing it in the trash.

“God, yes,” you sigh, making him chuckle.

“Good,” he says, laying his body next yours, propping himself on his elbow.

“Are you going to leave now?” you ask, feeling a little embarrassed about how needy you might’ve just sounded but he just smiles.

“Technically I am supposed to but—” he trails off, following his fingertips as they run up your side.

“But?”

“But I could stick around a little longer if you want.”

“Would that get you in trouble?” you ask.

“Perhapes,” he just chuckles darkly and leans his face close to yours, “but you make me want to break all kinds of rules, Princess,” he purrs before taking your lips in a hungry kiss, reigniting the fire in your belly.

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Always Be Prepared

Poe Dameron x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2023!

Fandom: Star Wars

Day 21 Prompt: "Just in case this doesn't work."

Summary: Poe and his SO are supposed to be completing a simple, subtle reconnaissance mission, but a complication might make the 'subtle' part challenging.

Word Count: 1,073

Category: Fluff

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

"This is... not good."

My boyfriend, Poe Dameron, and I stood shoulder to shoulder, tucked into our hiding spot as we watched First Order troops crawl all over the ship we were supposed to be escaping on. We'd come to this world on an intelligence gathering mission. Unfortunately for us, we apparently hadn't gone completely unnoticed.

Poe shrugged, nudging his shoulder against mine. "I don't know, it could be worse. We could've been in the ship when they swarmed it."

I huffed a laugh. "I guess that's true. So what do we do now?"

"Hmm. Did you see any other ships around here that we could take off with instead?"

"Not unless you count the ships the First Order came in on. And somehow I don't think we're gonna have much luck taking one of those."

"Then we need a distraction. Something big enough to draw them away from our ship, so big that we actually have half a shot at getting past those troopers."

Poe and I hummed in thought, each scanning our surroundings and staring off into space to try to get some inspiration. We'd spent enough time studying maps of this place and actually combing through it in the past few hours that if there was anything to be done, we should've been able to figure it out.

My eyes wandered over the door we'd just come from, leading to the heart of the building, including its power core.

A crazy, stupid, terrible idea hit me like lightning. I turned to Poe and found him staring back, the same spark of insanity I'd fallen in love with glimmering behind his eyes.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked, a manic grin growing slowly on his face. I shook my head.

"I kind of hate to say this, but yeah, I think I am."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?"

A better, less dangerous idea, I thought, but didn't say it out loud. Poe and I had done and survived all kinds of crazy things in our time with the Resistance, both together and apart. If we'd made it this far, then odds were good that we'd keep making it. Right?

As one, we turned and headed in the opposite direction from our ship, back into the heart of the facility we'd stolen information from. With the discovery of our ship, security had surely been tightened, but we still made it to our target.

The building's energy core hummed before us like a giant glowing weak point. If someone were to blow it up, they'd certainly cause a distraction worthy of attention from a bunch of First Order stormtroopers.

"You know, I feel like it's concerning that we're so in sync about stuff like this," I said as Poe and I moved around the room, quickly identifying weak points where we could do the most damage with just a few charges.

"I think we should be more concerned about why you bring explosive charges with you every time we go on a mission."

I shrugged. "It's working out for us so far, isn't it? You never know when a fast and easy sabotage method might come in handy in our line of work."

"I... guess I can't argue with that," said Poe with a chuckle. We worked together to place the charges, then I hooked up a remote detonator while Poe watched the door. Once everything was set, I gave him a thumbs up and went to meet him by the door. We ducked and dodged through the ever-increasing security measures, thankfully, finally making it back to our hiding spot in front of our ship.

It seemed like another group or two of storm troopers had made their way over, and I knew it was only a matter of time until they started expanding their search radius. It wouldn't take them long to find Poe and I if we didn't do something soon.

"Alright, should we go for it?" I asked, holding the detonator up in question to Poe. Suddenly, this plan felt a lot riskier than before we'd actually been ready to implement it.

"Hold on, one more thing first."

With that, he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him. He kissed me, hard, and after a second's surprise I melted into him, kissing him back just as hard. After a few long, savored moments, Poe pulled away, leaving me a little breathless as I subconsciously trailed after him. He grinned.

"Just in case this doesn't work," he said by way of explanation. I just smiled and shook my head.

"Get ready to run to the ship and go like hell, Flyboy. Once I press this button, it's mostly on you to get us out of here. I'll watch our backs."

Poe winked at me, and I smiled back at him. I took a deep breath, trying to steel myself as best I could, then pushed the button on the detonator.

A moment later, an explosion rocked the building. All the stormtroopers in front of us dropped what they were doing to look up in shock, and as the chain reaction of the explosion continued, they started shouting and rushing towards the building to try to do something. As a result, our ship was left almost completely unguarded.

In perfect sync, Poe and I took off running. I let him get a bit ahead of me, then turned as I ran, ready to shoot at anyone who tried to stop our escape.

Lucky for us, the distraction had worked even better than planned. With a First Order facility literally going up in smoke, even the few people left on the other ships in the yard were too distracted to notice Poe and I taking off until it was basically too late to stop us.

Once we made it to Hyperspace headed back for Resistance HQ, I let myself relax all the way. I put a hand on Poe's shoulder and kissed him on the cheek, then flopped back in my seat to watch the stars streak by.

"Nice work," I sighed. "We should start giving classes on pulling off insane shit like that."

"I hate to break it to you, but we're not out of the woods yet, sweetheart."

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"One of us still has to explain the mess we left behind us to General Organa."

"Not it!"

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magpies4nights · 4 months

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21, Falling Down the Stairs (Dev log #16)

Well, it’s been an uneventful 2 weeks since I’ve last updated y’all. I’ve completely finished the computer thing I showed y'all last time, teehee. I'm not gonna say what exactly it is but there's a good route and a bad route, I guess you could say lol. I also made some more sprites because it made me really mad. Therapy <3333

Scale Dummy core teehee

I still haven't figured out the optimizing thing though, because every tip I could find was for 3d stuff, and the 2d questions would always be "answered" with "why do you need culling for a 2D game? It has less data." THIS SCENE IS SO HEAVY MY COMPUTER CRASHES WHEN IT'S NOT IN THE EDITOR, AND IT'S FROM 2019!!! THAT'S NOTHING IN AGE!!!! Wait, is it something??? I don't even know anymore god how long ago was 2019?? Arg.

(AI disturbance overlay from: https://www.tumblr.com/arson-jellyfish69/750555399114080256/put-these-on-the-top-layer-above-everything-set)

But anyways, I'm pretty sure if I got a brand spanking new computer and I ran that puppy on the computer it would start coughing and dying. I've also been thinking of updating the demo again, because I kinda feel bad that it's been left untouched since like May, and some things have changed. Maybe mid June???? July???? I don't know. I'll definitely change the secret room, because I realized if people discovered it by now, they probably are walking into the walls and not realizing it because they are invisible, I remember once I was showing one of my friends that room and she did that and I had to help her. I am top 10 game designers, I know /j

...Anyways, I can't think up on references right now, my brain is mush LMAO. however, since it's pride month...

Yeah, we got the pride flags out. Huah. (not a ship. They're related and Priyah is a minor)

I would have put my headcannons for the cannon GASA4AM:SC characters but They're pretty much popular headcannons sooooo, yeah. lmao. I also kinda don't feel like drawing anymore right now.

Well, I don’t know if I can talk about my life anymore. It’s for personal reasons, honestly. All I can really say is that the weather has been crazy, there was a time when the region I lived in had no power for several hours because of a storm, and that I started summer classes. They are pretty hectic, I'm not gonna lie. I ended up with health problems, AGAIN, so now I'm eating the world's most blandest foods until I'm in better shape. Which honestly I'm thinking it's when they end and I'm guaranteed passing grades (I'd be so happy if I get 70's). I wish I could say what’s on my mind, but right now I can’t. I honestly don’t know when I can again. It’s not for professionalism, I honestly doubt my future employers will somehow link this back to me, as much as I feel like people will try to dig up my past and my present. I'm thinking though once I'm done with this fan game I might have have to stop making games under this name, as gut wrenching as that is. I had to come to that realization, I was incredibly disappointed, trust me. I've been thinking on this since March when my dad was mad at me but if I want to make money, I'll have to go under a different name. I'll see you there when I crossed that bridge though, I'm not going anytime soon with the way this fan game is going LMAOOOO.

#gasa4 #gasa4sc #fan character #fan game #scaperat

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ok so this is my first time doing match up i kinda know who im gonna get but i wanted to try anyways (in my delulu era btw)

so im 21, entp, leo sun libra moon cancer rising, virgo mercury, cancer venus, sagittarius mars, 160 cm, i am afab and i am mostly comfortable with the gender i was assigned at birth but is this really important idk

lmy hobbies include talking and with talking i mean lots of talking(i was in the debate team in high-school), walking, biking, binge watching, cooking and baking, and of course listening music. i usually listen emotional songs or songs to go crazy no in between. for example i listen mitski at least an hour a day but i also listen the most energetic stuff out there like crayon pop bar bar bar. i really love languages and linguistics. i love dc comics, my favorite character is zatanna. i love playing videogames and especially if it is with my friends. zatanna is my favorite thing in the world btw but i can talk about batman and batfamily nonstop.

i usually get along with everyone but i am kinda paranoid believing that they don't actually like me. like they usually say that i am kind, friendly and cool but it doesn't convince me. i have a cat named robin bc i am the batman duh... i love her she is my rock. i study english language teaching. some say im manipulative but i honestly have no idea what im doing to manipulate them? i have a pretty dark sense of humor but it is not offensive at the slightest. i bully ppl i love but i also worship them again no in-between. i am respectful and helpful but if it is my family i am the opposite bc of the trauma lol.

and the things i dislike include harry potter(im the biggest hater ngl), iron man, scarlet witch, the music eva max is doing(but in the most respectful way), harry styles(not in a respectful way i despise this man), people who say superman is boring, selfishness, not putting an effort to understand other people's feelings, most men, people constantly criticizing me, myself, people who say astrology is stupid

what my potential partner can do to make me happy: they can draw zatanna for me im a simple person i love zatanna and everything they do that is slightly related to zatanna would automatically make me happy, cuddling sessions, trolling people on the internet together, them being patient with me, them liking my cooking/baking, having inside jokes together, them getting my sense of humour, them being my safe space, them being happy, them listening/reading/watching the list i made for them and linking it, them doing the same to me, them telling me their struggles and thinking that i understand them, them not getting mad at me

i match you with... beomgyu!

we all know, gyu may be quiet at first or when hes alone- but when hes around people hes the complete opposite! keeping that in mind, long conversations of god knows what are bound to happen. he'll listen to everything you have to say even if its a lot. he does value his quiet times with you though. beomgyu also listens to emotional music so expect a lot of listening to that with him. he probably also has a playlist dedicated to u lol

i think that even if beomgyu mayyy not be the best artist (ive never seen his art so idk if hes that good or not BUT STILL) he'll draw whatever as long as it makes u happy hehe. also, gyu is all for cuddling! cuddling while trolling people on the internet..?? hes all for it!!! he will literally at anything u baked/cooked, if u made it, he KNOWS it tastes good!

#hueningoo matchup event #delulu era is literally so true me too fr #beomgyu #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu fluff #tomorrow x together #txt x reader

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pbandjesse · 2 years

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I had a good day. Until my allergies tried to take enough but I am doing a bit better now. Medication finally kicked in.

I could have slept better last night. But that was okay. I woke up not thrilled but it was fine. I had a pain on my belly that took almost an hour to stop hurting. It was like a Charlie horse. Can you get those places that aren't your legs?

James made cinnamon rolls for breakfast. And drove me to work so they could have the car. They would go for a bike ride a bit far away. I'm glad they were able to do that and turned back when their body told them too.

I had an excellent time at work. Me and Gaby had 21 pre k students and they were so lovely. We got everything set up pretty quickly. The school was running a little late. So me, her, and Jessica talked at the front desk about Tumblr, a03, and the fandoms we read fanfiction for. I loved when Jessica said something about the ships she reads. It is so funny to me to share that in the real world.

When the kids got there we got them inside and they were so cute. I love pre k kids. And we were able to pretty quickly split up and get into our programs.

And hour long program is tough with the littles. But having the first 15 cut off made it a lot easier. I had hats first. We talked about what a museum is, how hats can tell you what a job is, and what roles some hats fill. We read a story. And then they colored their hats and it was super cute. I think they all did great. Even if it was mostly scribbling. It was cute scribbling.

We went on a little tour of the musuem where I had them point out to me whenever they saw a hat or a picture of a hat. Which I thought was very funny and fun to do. And then we had lunch!

During lunch me and Gaby hung out in the office. I did some prep for my next two programs. It was mostly just chilling. We talked a lot about the new polls on Tumblr. And then James was there!! Apparently Bob, the blacksmith, had given James a large tool for trying the wheels of your bike. So they were coming to get that and then heading home. They would be back for me later.

My next two programs were good. Lids went pretty well and their cans looked nice. Though they struggled to draw pictures. And then we had some time to hang out in the car and put on costumes. And then it was time to go to the print shop.

I had one little friend who was weepy. So I started giving out roles. Manager. Assistant manager. Line leader. Machine tester. Story helper. Just anything to make them feel like they were invested. And it worked pretty well. I had them all print on the proof press. It did get stuck at first which was annoying but I fixed it best I could. And I drew out a grid on the printing paper and I think that helped a lot for making sure they didn't just stamp all over the paper like crazy.

At the end we read a story. And talked about being printmakers. And then it was time to go.

We had a little time getting their coats on and I was picking the kids up and shaking them to make them laugh. And then they wanted to try to pick me up so I sat on the ground but this obviously did not work and we were all laughing and it was very silly. Soon though I walked them to the bus and off they went.

Me and Gaby both expressed to Mike that three programs is a lot for littles. And even just making the programs 45 minutes instead would solve a lot of the issue. But I don't know if anything will actually change.

I would take a moment to sit down and chat with Jim and John. My dad had mohs surgery today and they have had it too so I was glad to know a little bit more about it. Though when mom said it was going to be on his cheeks I expected.more forwards but it seems more close to the temples. I had texted him this morning and joked about him getting deli sliced. I hope it made him chuckle.

I would go and make some cans for tomorrow. And then James was there to get me. And we said goodbye to everyone.

James had loaded up all the stuff we were donating. And we would go to Towson to try to exchange our soda stream canister.

Getting out there was kind of odd. People acting stupid on the highway. Way to many cop cars with their sirens on. Then helicopters?? I haven't figured out what happened yet but it seemed crazy.

So we got off the highway. And went to bed bath and beyond. But they did not have the canisters. So we went to Target. We had much better luck there. And apparently if you return the canister it's half price for the replacement?? Incredible. Love a deal.

We walked around a little but they didnt have the things we wanted so we walked to Marshalls to look for the Valentine's day dress. But no luck.

We went to Wawa next. Got sandwiches and chips to eat in the car. Which was excellent. Though I got to excited and almost ate an entire bag of gushers and upset my belly.

Next was savers. Where I almost dropped a box and the guy laughed because he thought it was glass but was just fabric. And I was like oh I would have yelled louder if it was glass and he thought that was hilarious.

We got our coupon and headed home.

Whatever was happening on the highway didn't effect our drive back. And we got back here in one piece.

When we got back here James took the trash out. And I started working on some embroidery. I finished one and started a second but I got really tired. So I have spent the rest of tonight mostly just resting. I did spend some time mending things. But mostly I just chilled.

I had some cereal. Which I choked on but I survived. I took a shower. I shared some cake with my James. My allergies tried to kill me. But I am okay now.

Brandon came over and him and James have been watching a show and playing video games for a bit now. I am glad they are having fun.

I am going to get ready for bed now. I have the same school tomorrow but kindergarten! I hope they are as sweet.

Sleep good everyone. Take care of yourselves. Stay warm and cozy!

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bxttersweets · 9 months

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i want?

i want the summertime breeze

i want to drive around in the car for hours by myself

i want to get high everyday in a happy way

i want to get paid to workout…

i want attention

i want to hold hands

i want a cheeseburger and fries

i want to listen to music all day everyday

i want to lay in bed with my lover and caress their skin

i want praise

i want to intimidate people ?

i want my mom to be happy

i want my mom to stop watching conspiracy theories

i want my nipples pierced

i want more tattoos

i want to kiss someone so bad

i want to sit outside on my porch and smoke with friends

i want to sit in my room and smoke with friends

i want wine

i want hugo dog

i want my little sister to be happy

i want to be a little less crazy

i want to be ignorant and dumb sometimes

i want to poop

i want to make a really good song

i want to sing to my lover

i want to play soccer again :(

i want to enjoy 21

i want to not bawl my eyes out on my birthday in front of roommates this time

i want to be medicated

i want to be a full time artist

i want to make and draw so many things!

i still want to kiss someone

attention attention attention…

i want mushroom pesto pasta

i want to cook for my lover

i want my summer solitude back

i want summer

i want to be hot and mysterious

i want my friends and family to be happy

i want to be happy.

i want my summer coworkers back

i want to write poems for my loverrrrr

i want to draw my lover every chance i get

i want more time

i want to feel calmer

i want another candle

i want weed

i want a worn jacket from my lover

i want to be written about like a poem

i want to be admired and adored

i still want attention LMAO

i want affection

i want a playlist made for me

i want love notes

i want to be a whore

i want to fucking relax

i want to have sex

i want to go to the gym right now

i want to bake cookies (edibles)

i want to be a bar tender

i want to cuddle

i want new skincare products

i want zero panic attacks during holidays…

i want a plushie

i want to jump on a trampoline in the summer air

i want to walk in the woods in the summer air

i want to go to spain

i want butter snap pretzels with chocolate drizzle

i want to listen to the rain

i want to be held around my waist

i want to go to a blood orange concert

i want new clothes (this is actually a need right now)

#SoundCloud

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dybdahlsvisitportugalspainfrance · 1 year

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Santander, Day 2

Buenas Dias

September 21, 2023

Today we started the day with rain and an hour bus ride to visit Altamira, home of the Museo Nacional y Centro de Investigación de Altamira and undoubted a whole lot more. I will begin by saying we did NOT have enough time here - we needed at least one more hour and as the day wore on I thought - MAN - I wish I had had this hour at that Museo instead of ….. Fill in the blank.

This region is most famous for the Altamira Cave system and its spectacular cave drawings. This area is home to 18 caves of Northern Spain making up the apogee of Upper Paleolithic cave art in Europe between 35,000 and 11,000 year ago. And I was geeked to go!!!

Some background on my over-the-top excitement: In 2013 we went to France with our daughter and her family - the photo below is from 2013.

She did all the arranging and she managed to secure tickets to Font-de-Gaume, a cave near Les Eyries-de Tayac-Sireuil in the Dordogne region of southwest France. At that time, Font-de-Gaume was the only site in France with polychrome cave paintings that is still open to the public. In it’s heyday (1980s) more than 10,000 people per day paraded in to see these caves, but then it was discovered that the CO2 from all the visitors was degrading the art - and visitors were forbidden or dramatically reduced. The day we went on the only English speaking tour, there were only 100 people per day allowed and only 8 on our tour: A family of 3 and Marka, Steve, Kepler, Anson and me. Our guide was reverent and his love and respect for this art and the ancient people who made them filled my heart and brought me to tears as we guided in through this holy place. I can still recall his hushed toned as he reminded us that our feet were standing in the same spots as these ancient people. For me this place for magical and I had truly spiritual experience. I bought a silk scarf while I was there with many of the drawings on it - and I wear it often and feel that same since of wonder and awe. OF COURSE I had it on for this event!

So NOW we were going to cave art Mecca in Northern Spain. See why I was so crazy excited? Anyway - I am not sure you can visit any cave now - but many of the caves have exact replica’s of the caves to see. And that is what we saw. You access the fake cave from the museum and other than the floor being flat making the journey safer and much easier - I’m sure the cave looks the same - but I’m here to tell you it is NOT the same.

All of the paintings in this cave were on the ceiling and sometimes the ceiling and the floor were just a foot from each other. Clearly the artists were laying on their backs - but not here - not in this spot.

Also, clearly, I would never have seen this - if you had to crawl in the cave to see it. But it was not the same thing. The painting were nicely illuminated and you could take photos - but it was not the same thing. There were small beaded lights indicating where the floor would be and that was nice - but…. Well you know.

The crack below is also a replica - but because of that crack eventually the ceiling in the real cave will fall. Could be tomorrow - could be 10,000 years - but it will fall.

The museum was wonderful! We didn’t have enough time though - and for the rest of the day I just wanted more time in that damned museum. Oh well.

Next up for a tour of a medieval village, Santillana del Mar The rain was over for the day. It was lovely - but so hard to walk as there were cobblestones everywhere. This was a village of nobility and the Coat of Arms are everywhere. Apparently, a Coat of Arms, granted and verified by the King was given to ONE guy. Example - Bob Smith is granted a coat of arms for his bravery and loyalty during a battle fighting for the king. But that belongs to Bob Smith - not all Smiths. Bob’s sons can use this crest, and his grandsons, and great-grandsons - but NOT his cousin or any random person named Smith. Who knew?

This is primarily a tourist Mecca now but there was one very cool thing here: Milk & cake! This is a dairy region here and for the first time, they are talking milk and all the things that come from the cow. There is a little store in this city that has been the site of a particular farm for 3 generations.

These two men were in the store - pouring a glass of cold milk and handing out a piece of cake for their customers - something they do everyday and have done since the young man in the photo’s great grandfather started doing this 70+ years ago. Of course I could not have the cake - but the milk was delicious.

This region has many kinds of cheeses and is also famous for its cider. This cider is an alcoholic beverage and must be aerated. In a restaurant the waitstaff does this but there is also a way to do it at home. With this…

You push the pump and hold your glass under the board level and the cider shoots out into your glass - through the air. Aerated cider. Drink up.

On they way back to Santander we stopped at this little town with some big “stuff” - Comillas. There once lived an ordinary man, Máximo Díaz de Quijano, who went to Cuba to make his fortunes selling slaves. He did and returned to his home town to build a little house.

Then he started a college in this tiny village. Then he made sure that the Camino of St. James (Santiago) was recognized as going through his town.

Then he invited Gaudi to drop by and build a building. It is good to have money….

We returned to Santander we had time to explore the city on our own. We opted for the siesta option, then had drinks with our friends. We had on experience in the elevator that I really don’t care to share - but AFTER we got out we all thought it was quite amusing. Not so funny as the whole thing was playing out….

Tomorrow we head for our last location of this tour, Ovieto.

Stay tuned.

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cdmagic1408 · 2 years

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Highlights from The Art of Onward book!

alright so I've decided this week for Onward Fan Art Friday that I'd do something a little different...

tbh I kind of had a hard time deciding on a theme for my 11th edition—or "up to 11" I should say—post, so hopefully that'll be decided by next week (it most probably will)

so what's this week all about you ask?

well believe it or not, I had never owned ✨The Art of Onward book✨ until yesterday! i know...crazy, right? but I found my opportunity to finally get it when i saw that it was 45% off on Amazon. so instead of paying the usual 40 bucks, I only had to pay $21! it was good deal, I'd say. but yeah I had ordered it a couple days ago, it came in the mail yesterday, and as soon as I got my hands on it I read through the whole thing, carefully looked through every page, did some excited squealing every now and again lol...cue my daily I absolutely love this film, its world, and its characters so much speech...

it took me like three hours and all I can say is WHAT A RIDE. this is such an amazing book!!

Now I've seen a good number of the art in this book from previews or elsewhere on the internet, but there are also a ton of really cool pieces in here that I'd never seen at all before that I am just blown away by! it reminded me of the amazing onward fanart I only ever see on Instagram, and in turn—the purpose of my onward fanart sharing series

so whether you own the Art of Onward book or not, tonight I'm going to spotlight pieces from within it that caught my eye, deserve more recognition, and perhaps some analyzation (this is OFFICIAL onward art after all...)

and let me tell ya, picking just 10 pieces for this wasn't easy...everything from everyone in here is SO GOOD!

Artists

just a few quick pre-notes...

I did happen to catch the names of the artists in some of the angles, but others not so much, so I'm gonna credit them all down below like I always do anyway

I won't, however, put in links to instagrams this time around because some members of the fabulous onward crew don't have insta and instead either don't have social media at all or are on lots of other social sites (primarily LinkedIn), and/or have their own portfolio websites—all of which you can easily find by looking up their name in a Google search!

lastly, all the images above are taken from The Art of Onward book, specifically my Art of Onward book, and were captured using my iPhone 13 Pro

Noah Klocek, Production Designer - ahhh I love this! The gang's all here! Ian and all his friends, including Kagar it looks like! I've always wanted to see a character line up of these 6! and a 3D model of Kagar too!

Madeline Sharafian, Head of Story at Pixar - ok this gives off major levels of sassy Ian and I just love it! I wonder what he's being sassy about tho...like, is he telling someone off? is he claiming he can do anything he sets his mind to with his magic? I NEED CONTEXT

Chris Sasaki, Art Director/Character Designer - awwwwww young Barley reading young Ian a storybook! emphasis on AWWWWWWWW!!! this is a very small drawing but it really doesn't matter how big it is...this is absolutely precious!

Maria Yi, Character Designer - I really love all her character drawings of Laurel, but I also really enjoy what she made here! This is something every artist needs a reminder of every once in a while: that all characters are made up of simple shapes and it's a great place to start when going about drawing them!

Kristen Lester, Storyboard Artist - 🎵 wouldn’t you like to quarter own a beautiful vacation home? 🎵 i swear...that song, and these lyrics in particular, from the deleted scene just started playing in my head the moment i laid eyes on this piece! i think cause the sirens themselves are holding contracts lol

Grant Alexander, Character Designer - this drawing seems to imply that Ian and Barley were once going to meet the pixie dusters in an actual swamp instead of the swamp-like aesthetic that ended up in the final film...but I love this idea of them hanging out in a club or bar when they're not riding their motorcycles!

Nat McLaughlin, Art Director/Set Designer - this concept looks very epic but also very dangerous at the same time...while I wouldn't want to risk being in a train accident inside a volcano, the idea of looking out a window and watching lava bubble and boil while riding in a subway sounds like a very fun attraction!

Don Shank, Set Designer, and self-proclaimed to draw and paint - OH MY GOSH KEVIN!!! Kevin from UP is in this drawing!! I love Kevin! if they were thinking of giving her a cameo at the time the phoenix was going to be the final villain that would've been interesting!

Zaruhi Galstyan, Freelance Character Designer - this is a piece from Jenny's set of pages and all I wanna say is I really love this beautiful character design! she looks like an ancient nature spirit! and now I have to ask: do these creatures exist in the onward-verse?

Dan Scanlon, the creator of all that is Onward! - who better to save for the best for last than our man Dan himself? I love all three of these drawings he made! I really enjoy drawings that visually set the scene and point out where everything is going to go, like actually pointing out with arrows who or what goes where

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tsunderecookies · 4 years

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Horny HC

Pairing: Bakugo x Reader, Midoriya x Reader, Todoroki x Reader, Shinso x Reader, Hawks x Reader

Warnings: nsfw subjects, choking, spanking, spitting, hair pulling, language as vulgar as my mind, degrading, daddy kink.

A/N: Count on me to make my first ever post spicy. All characters mentioned in this are aged up to 21+. I hope y'all enjoy reading this. (Also i made these headers myself - not the chibis - so sorry if they shit, I tried :)))

Requests are open. Please send lol, imma run out of ideas.

So for my first set of hc I took the 5 heroes I had the most ideas for but I’ll definitely do hc’s for the rest as well. Also i love the villians so lmk if you guys want me to do a part 2 of this for them or any of the other heroes!

This man

This.Man.

He's gonna blow your back out. No cap.

I mean you see the way he treats his friends, you can't tell me he won't be daddy in bed.

Speaking of Daddy. Authority kink. It's either Sir, Daddy or Master. Katsuki has left the chat.

Bakugou is in charge, and you sure as fuck better know it. If not, he won't hesitate to remind you, teaching you a lesson you won't forget anytime soon.

100% brat tamer.

Bakugou loves putting you back in your place when you step out of line. He lives for the sound of your pleas and apologies as he reminds you of where you belong; on your knees right in front of him. ( that sounded so sexist pls don't come for me )

Punishments come in the form of spanking and edging for hours on end. He's not scared to manhandle you.

You gasp at the harsh feeling of your back slamming against the wall, the feeling of Bakugous hand slipping around your throat sending a wave of arousal straight to your core.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

"I said make me.... Daddy." A cheeky smile makes it onto your face as you repeat your words, but just as fast as it appeared it vanishes at the feeling of his hand tightening around your throat.

" Oh princess, you never learn do you?"

His favorite positions includes him hitting it from the back - he loves how he can just push your head into the mattress or lean his chest against your back to whisper dirty things in your ear. Not to mention the fact that he can grab your hair and pull your back flush against his chest as he tilts your head back so you can look at him while he rails you- and missionary with both your legs over his shoulders. He loves seeing the facial expressions you make while he presses his hand down onto your throat, his cock hitting places inside you you didn't know existed.

Definitely not afraid of quickies. He loves the adventure and danger that comes with the possibility of anyone being able to walk in on you at any possible moment.

Dirty talk: on fucking point.

" You like that baby? Yeah? You like it when daddy fucks you hard like this hmm? Tell me how much you love this. Tell me how much you like daddy pounding into you like this."

You know that kinda whiney type dirty talk tone? Like where their words are kinda dragged out and kinda high pitched? Yes. Yes.

Absolutely fucking loves when you can't speak. He loves how your words can barely slip out in between your moans and gasps, how absolutely dumb you are for his cock.

100% degrader.

Change my mind. You can't.

"That's right baby, yes - fuck. Take that cock. Take that fat cock like the slut you are."

"You like that you whore? You like it when daddy tells you how slutty you look all needy for his cock?"

This man is not afraid to mark you up. Good luck covering up those hickeys the next morning because its impossible. He wants everyone to know you belong to him, and you can bet your pretty ass that he has a shit eating grin on his face when someone notices them.

You can bet he has a shit eating grin on his face later when you try to confront him about it. He’ll also have some smart ass remark.

I can definitely see Bakugo having angry post argument sex. By the time he tosses you onto bed and crawls onto you the cause of the argument is long forgotten, the only thing going through his mind being how he's going to fuck the attitude out of you.

Absolutely loves it if you're loud. He wants everyone to know he's the one making you feel that good and that he's the only one who could make you scream like that.

" That's right princess, let the whole fucking city know who's making you feel this good!"

Definitely gonna have a ton of noise complaints, especially from your roommates if you have any. ( idk why but i picture katsuki sharing an apartment w kiri, sero and denki )

Bakugo isn't really a moan typpa guy, but god he will draw out the sexiest and unholiest groans and growls from the back of his throat.

I also feel like he's the type of guy that guides you through giving him head, telling you exactly how to suck his cock before he just grabs a fist full of your hair and ends up fucking your face.

We all know Bakugou is an overachiever, and this reflects during sex. He wants to make you cum as many times as possible using his tongue and fingers before he sticks his dick in you.

He isn't as romantic as Shoto with aftercare but he definitely takes care of you. He makes sure to go pee as well as make you go before turning on the shower for you both, adjusting the temperature to your liking.

He loves washing your hair for you in hopes that you'd do the same for him. He secretly loves the feeling of your fingertips massaging his scalp but would never admit it.

He's not super lovey dovey after, but he makes sure to let you know that you're appreciated.

"Love you, dumbass."

"Love you too, Katsuki."

All in all, you're in for a good dicking down.

I feel like this boy pours so much passion into it.

Especially with his history with his parents. The lack of love during his childhood definitely shows during moments like these.

With him it's always making love, its never just fucking. Sex to him isn't just an activity to get off or procreate ( cough Endeavour cough) its a show of both your love for each other, a moment for your bodies to become one.

Your pleasure definitely comes first to him. He would want to get you off at least a couple of times before even thinking of himself.

Shoto also struggles with expressing his emotions so this is a way for him to show you how he feels physically rather that having to convey it verbally.

He's all about the physical contact.

He definitely holds your hands during and whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

His favourite position is missionary. He loves the closeness, how he can look into your eyes and feel your shaky breathing while he moves inside you.

It's either that or you on top with him sitting upright with your bodies pressed together. He loves how close he can hold you. His one hand intertwining with your hair as he presses your head closer to his, the other around your back, occasionally moving down to you hip to help you grind down onto him.

Loves the feeling of your chest against his as he slowly moves between your hips, head resting against your shoulder as his hot breath fans over your skin.

He presses a chaste kiss to your lips before resting his forehead against yours.

"I love you so much angel, you're so beautiful like this."

He's also the type to light candles and have rose petals everywhere on special occasions.

But just because he makes love to you, doesn't mean he can't rearrange your insides while doing so.

Just hot, sweaty, nasty, rough sex.

But with love <3

Even during the rougher moments he makes sure to show you how much he loves you and how much you mean to him.

He'd have his hand all tangled in your hair, some of the unholiest noises leaving his throat as he takes you from behind. His eyes not leaving yours in the mirror placed in front of you.

"Fuck. You feel so good baby - just like that, yeah - look at me princess."

He's very observant. He takes note of the things the drive you crazy so he can work your body even better next time.

Because sex is something more intimate for him I don't think he'd be into sex in public/semi public areas.

He doesn't want anyone else to see the gorgeous expressions on your face while you're at your most vulnerable, or the heavenly sounds that leave your soft lips for him.

I wouldn't go as far as to say he's possessive, but this is definitely something he views as for his eyes only.

He’s not a very big fan of quickies for the simple fact that he likes to take his time with your body and give you as much pleasure as possible rather than just get you both off. He’d much rather prefer waiting for you both to get home and properly take care of you.

Shoto isn't really vocal in bed, but his pleasure will still be conveyed through his shaky intake off breath and the ways his face scrunches up when you clench around him.

He definitely marks you.

Loves marking you as his on your most delicate and intimate parts, painting your chest and inner thighs as his.

He loves trailing his hand over them, rubbing soft circles on the hickeys with his thumb. To him this is proof of the beautiful moment you guys spent together.

The most passionate sex that you both have would definitely be when shoto comes back from a long business trip, his hand could never compare to your body. He definitely plans on making up for lost time, keeping you in his sheets for as long as possible.

And can i just say

The aftercare

Top tier.

He definitely runs you both a hot bath afterwards.

Candles, bubble bath and your favourite bath bomb. The works.

Definitely wants to carry you but won't do so if you feel uncomfortable about it.

He slips in behind you so you're sat between his thighs, his one hand interlacing with yours while the other softly caresses your stomach.

Sets up a little cuddle corner next to the fireplace so you guys can enjoy a movie before falling asleep in each others arms.

Sweet baby boi.

One word: shy.

Izuku knows what sex is and what happens during this intimate act. He’s also watched porn a couple of times so he knows the basics behind it.

But that doesn’t stop him from shape shifting into a fucking tomato every time you start undressing in front of him.

When you both first started becoming intimate you definitely had to make all the first moves and initiate it all because he was too shy and nervous to do it himself.

Even if he was horny as can be and needed you more than anything he’d rather suffer in silence than tell you or ask you to help him out.

He’s definitely not afraid to ask you how to work your body right. Deku knows that not everyone's bodies work the same and that what might have felt good for someone else won’t exactly work for you. So he asks. He asks you how to work your body right and he’ll keep this in mind for future reference.

He marks you but not as much as the others. He’ll litter them on more intimate places both because he doesn’t want to embarrass or inconvenience you and because he’s the only other one he wants to be able to see em. He’ll also get really blushy when he spots them.

This man 100% has a praise kink. He loves knowing how good he’s making you feel and won’t hesitate to let you know as well.

No matter how many times you’ve been intimate before he’ll always tell you how beautiful you look, how much he loves you and how much he can’t wait to make you feel good.

As time goes by and you give him more praise he’ll become more confident intimately.

I can’t really see Izuku having any hard kinks for the simple fact that he doesn’t like the idea of hurting you in any way, especially intentionally.

Like if you were to ask him to choke you or something he’d do it beacause he wants to please you but it would still be the softest shit you have ever experienced. Like for example he’d have his hand around your throat but he wouldn't add any pressure and his hand would barely graze your ass when he attempts to spank you.

He would be down for quickies but he’d be a nervous wreck about em. He’d constantly worry about getting caught and won’t shut up so you’ll just have to make him ;)

“Zuku don’t worry we’ll be fine.“ Your lips mesh together as you pull him closer by his shirt, tugging at the hem to signal you want it off before moving down towards his belt.

“ But y/n - chan I just don’t want us to get caught...” A whine leaves his throat as you start palming him through his jeans before quickly pulling them along with his briefs down to his knees.

“You need to relax more baby.” You press a kiss next to his ear before sinking down to your knees. “In fact I know just how to help you do that.”

Before he could even think of a response his hand flew up to cover out the loud moan threatening to slip out of his ajar mouth as his head fell back.

He’s definitely loud during sex.

Without a doubt.

He lets out these whiny little moans and he definitely tries to hide em. They wouldn’t be especially high pitched but they’d still be higher than usual. Can definitely see him as the type to cover them up with his hand but when you let him know how much you love them he’ll blush a little but let em all out.

You’ve seen how attentive this man is right? How he takes every little piece of info he gets into account when he fills out his journal and comes up with plans?

Yeah your body has its own journal.

Joke lol, but Deku is very attentive and takes note of every reaction he gets out of your body with his touch. How your back arches when his fingers hit that spot inside of you. How your moans get louder when he angles his hips in a certain way. How goosebumps appear when he litters kisses down your neck.

Aftercare with him is the cutest thing ever.

Blushy boi again.

He holds you close to his naked body and pushes his head into the crook of your neck to hide his blush. He’ll thank you for not only sharing moments like these with him but also allowing him to be apart of your life.

Now and then you guys take a hot bath together afterwards but most of the time you fall asleep in each others arms, an occasional kiss being placed on your forehead with a word of comfort.

This man will just love on you so hard.

The first thing that pops into my head when I think Shinso and sex is kitten.

He definitely calls you kitten in bed and he is daddy. period.

Like this man is rough. Without a doubt.

He’s the type that’s really fun to tease because you know he’ll punish you later. Especially if you do it while he’s at work.

A gasp leaves your lips when you feel a familiar pair of arms circle your waist, his warm body pinning you against the railing of the balcony.

"Surprised kitten? I thought you would've expected this, sending me those lewd photos while im at work. "

His hands move to grab onto your waist and push you further into the railing, yours grabbing onto it in turn.

His chest vibrates against your back as he chuckles, you can practically feel the smirk on his face.

"Yeah, you better fucking hold on to something."

I also feel like his pull out game is the best. He mostly enjoys cumming on either your chest or your lower back and face on special occasions.

He loves taking you from behind or on your side while lifting your one leg. He also loves sitting on the edge of the bed with you on top of him with your back facing him while he guides your hips up and down.

He loves these positions because it gives him the perfect angle to please and tease. He can easily reach around and play with your nipples but he can also tease you by just stilling inside of you when you least expect it.

It also gives him better access to the most sensitive parts of your neck so he can mark you up.

I feel like Shinso has a very high sex drive. Like i feel like he's down to go whenever wherever, which is why i think quickies with him is almost a daily occurrence. He loves the risk behind it and he definitely knows how finish you off within 5 minutes.

He absolutely loves it when you're a brat so use this to your advantage because it will get you r a i l e d.

A loud groan escapes the back of Shinso's throat, his hand tangled in your hair while he rams into you from behind.

"Is this what you wanted baby? Huh? Me fucking the brat out of you?"

He is an absolute king with his hands and he knows it. He knows how to get you absolutely spent with just 2 fingers.

Definitely jealous as fuck but he doesn't do anything about it until you're alone. He'll act normal up until you get home before pinning you against the wall and reminding you that he's the only man you should be giving attention to.

And oh my god this man can go all night long. He’ll pound you into the mattress until HE thinks you’ve had enough, sweat gleaming on both your bodies in the moonlight as he finally pulls out and pulls you close to him.

He’s definitely very adventurous. He’s not afraid to experiment at all.

I also feel like when he cums he cums A LOT. Like one of his favourite things ever would be you on you knees in front of him, his cock buried deep down your throat as you struggle to swallow everything he's giving you.

Sleepy sex is basically a morning ritual, his hips already rutting against your ass before you've even properly woken up. He loves the laziness of the whole ordeal as well as the closeness. Before you he'd just rub one out before falling back asleep, but now that you're here he can just indulge in you and then fall back asleep. Not that you mind.

Shinso doesn't leave hickeys intentionally. He just gets into it and does it without noticing it. Thinks it's hilarious as fuck when you struggle to hide them and definitely makes a comment about you knowing you enjoyed it so why complain now.

Definitely the type to wake you up and ask you to ride him at ungodly hours.

Member of the suck me off while I'm gaming club.

A little bonus: I can just see both of you going at it and he’s doing you good and then all of a sudden he just stops. Naturally you just assume he’s just trying to be a tease so you buck your hips up in attempt to get him to move inside of you and let out a whiny moan. Shinso would just kinda calmly look at you and go “ Baby... she’s on top of me.” and you’d be like huh???? tf he talking about, and just look up and see the cat you adopted together peeking at you over his shoulder. She lets out the cutest little meow and you both start giggling, taking a mental note to close the bedroom door before you get down in future.

After sex he’d take care of you. He’d clean you up and cuddle you really close. He’d run his fingers through your hair and massage your scalp for you. Will wake you up with breakfast in bed the next morning and a cup of coffee/tea.

Hawks has a god complex in bed and you can't convince me otherwise.

He's the absolute king of oral. He isn't just gluttonous for food if you catch my drift. He knows how to use his tongue, and the way he uses it on your sex is enough to make you see stars.

"Oh god. Fuck, i-i need- oh my god. Keigo, I need mhmmnnmm" your hand runs through his golden locks as you press him closer to your core, hips bucking and thighs threatening to close around his head.

Keigos head peaks up from between your legs, his mouth glistening with your arousal as his hand picks up where his tongue left off. A cocky smile sneaks it's way on his face.

"That's right baby, tell god what you need."

Hawks loves taking you in missionary. Why you may ask. Because this gives you perfect access to his wings. Nothing gets him more riled up than the feeling of your fingers dancing over the base of his wings where they meet his skin. The feeling's enough to draw a growl from within his chest, his hips immediately picking up momentum as he pounds you deeper into the bed.

Just like Katsuki, Keigo isn't afraid to mahandle you.

He loves the sight of your fucked out face as he wraps his hand around you throat, incoherent mumbles the only thing leaving your swollen lips.

He fucks you stupid, tongue lolling out of your mouth and eyes rolling back into your head. The sight of this turns him on ten times more than he already was in the first place.

Keigo will also use his feathers on you 100%.

A small gasp leaves your lips at the feeling of something soft stimulating your sex. You lower your eyes, undeniably turned on by the sight of one of Keigos feathers matching the momentum of his thrusts as his hips slam into yours.

Your eyes travel back up to your lovers face, unable to hold back the moan that escapes your lips as he winks at you with a smirk and picks up his pace.

Undeniably into praise. He absolutely loves when you tell him how good he's making you feel and how he's the only one who possibly could make you feel this way. Definitely gets cocky about it.

Along with his love for praise he also has a love for degrading. He loves the way you instantly start moaning louder and tightening up when he starts calling you his little slut and cocksleeve, it's enough to make his dick twitch.

Definitely possessive and protective as hell over you. Being Keigos sidekick meant a lot of work related arguments about recklessness from both sides. These arguments often times lead to hate sex.

A harsh tug on your arm stops you dead in your tracks as you turn around to come face to face with your fiancee, the scowl on his face giving away exactly what he was feeling before he could even get a chance to open his mouth.

"What the fuck was that." His breath was hot as it fanned over your face, the smell of mint unmissable. "That, Keigo, was me doing my fucking job." "No y/n, that was you being careless! What the fuck were you thinking risking your life like that?!" " Last time i checked that was our job description! We're supposed to be risking our lives to save innocent people, or does that suddenly mean nothing to you anymore?" "I don't fucking care about them I care about you! I have half a mind to remove you from field work thanks to that little stunt!" " For fucks sake Keigo! What are you gonna do?! Tie me to a fucking desk?!"

Within two seconds your back was pressed against a wall, your fiancees hands slamming down next to your head as he moves his face dangerously close to yours.

" Tread lightly princess, or i just might."

Adding to the possessiveness, i feel like Keigo will be one jealous son of a bitch with no shame at all.

Like he'd take you out for dinner at some fancy restaurant to treat you, only to have your waiter start flirting with you. Keigos blood would start boiling, his jaw set as he'd glare at the man flirting with his mate.

As soon as the waiter leaves he'd make some snarky, passive aggressive comments about the scenario before dragging you into the bathroom mumbling " If he can't see who you belong to I guess I'll have to show him"

He'd then proceed to shamelessly pound the fuck out of you in the restaurant making sure everyone, especially that waiter, could hear every single sound the left your lips. He'd leave so many hickeys on your neck. He needs to mark what's his.

"You're mine. You understand me? You belong to me baby, you're all mine." His hand roughly grabs your face making you look him in the eyes. "Say it." He gets impatient, lifting his hand to lightly slap your face, the action drawing a moan from your lips. " I said fucking say it."

Total exhibitionist. You have definitely been pinned against the large windows in your apartment or even his agency, on full display to anyone walking by as he fucks you nice and hard.

I feel like aftercare with Keigo would be little things that don't necessarily classify as aftercare but comforts you both.

After pulling out of you Keigo would lay down next to you, his hands wrapping around your body to pull you closer as his heart hammers in his chest and he waits for his breathing to calm down a tad.

He'd then get up, tug on a pair of boxers and grab the box of cigarettes and lighter on his bedside table before heading out to the balcony.

You'd slip out of bed, putting on his shirt before joining him outside. Your arms would be wrapped around his waist while he smoked, both of you enjoying the slight late night breeze and the sound of the bustling city before heading inside to snuggle up and fall asleep together.

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sunrisefairy · 4 years

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Cameras and crushes

Pairing: George Weasley x reader

Warning: Alcohol, small mention of death, pure fluffiness

Summary: Y/N is used to being a background character someone you glaze over but never really notice. But more recently she longed for someone to see her, well she longed for a certain redhead to see her.

A/N: Wrote this for @theweasleysredhair writing challenge based off the prompt “You remembered?” very proud of this fic so i hope you love it as much as i do. All feedback is welcomed :))))

italics represent a flashback

Taglist: send me a message if you would like to be added @hufflepuff5972 @inglourious-imagines @klausdatprettyboi @georgeweasleyswhre

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Y/N is very content with being a background character, she’s quite used to it actually. Growing up with 3 older and much louder brothers she was pretty happy with sticking to the sidelines, letting them be noisy and crazy while she kept to herself. Y/N grew up with mostly boys around her, her mother passed away when she was young. Y/N would always beg her brothers and her dad for stories of her mother, wanting to feel closer to her. Y/N’s dad would fondly retell memories of his beautiful wife, reminiscing on how witty and charismatic she was. He’d mention all the small, quirky things she would do which made him fall hard and fast for her. Y/N longed for that kind of love, she longed for someone to take notice of her in the way her dad did for her mum. Ever since Y/N was a little girl she yearned to be heard and seen but that proved difficult when you’re as shy and quiet as her.

Judging by most of the people in Y/N’s life she seemed to attract the boisterous types, guessing her quiet nature balanced them out. She loved her friends with her entire heart, even if their personalities were the opposite of hers, Y/N wouldn’t change their qualities if she could.

One of her friends, although still lively and vibrant as the others, also had a calm and tranquil side to him. George Weasley. Y/N had only known George for a few years having met at Lee Jordan’s 18th birthday 3 years ago. Somehow that night she had ended up climbing a tree with the tall redhead whom she had only met 30 minutes prior.

“How the hell did you get up to that branch?” Y/N mumbled, trying to figure out how to reach the higher branch where George Weasley was currently sitting, his long legs swinging back and forth as he chuckled at the girl below him.

“I used that branch sticking out there and then swung my leg up to get here.” George points to the branch to the girls left.

Y/N grunts as she attempts what George said but huffs and pouts her lip feeling defeated, “you forget that I have little legs, unlike you Mr. giraffe.”

George rolls his eyes and stretches his hand out, “try again, I’ll help pull you up.”

Somehow, George manages to pull Y/N up and they sit comfortably next to one another up high in the tree. “There you go little bunny, don’t go falling off now.”

Y/N rolls her eyes at the nickname wishing she had brought her cider up with her feeling very self-conscious and unsure of what to do her shaking hands.

The pair fall into a comfortable silence, watching the party goers below them gathered around a very intoxicated birthday boy chanting as he chugs another beer, “we love to drink with Lee cause Lee is our mate and when we drink with Lee he gets it down in 8…7…”

Their voices drown out as George gently nudges Y/N’s shoulder pulling her attention back to him, “soo, Y/N I hear you’re not much of the talker?”

Y/N blushes hard grateful for the lack of light outside. “No I guess not. Not many are interested in what I have to say.”

George smiles, his eyes not leaving the girl beside him, “well I am. Tell me something.”

Y/N chews on her bottom lip nervously and looks back at the drunk crowd, “like what?”

George shrugs, he didn’t really mind what the conversation was about, he just wanted to hear the pretty girl speak. “I dunno, anything. Tell me about something that makes you happy.”

Y/N racks her brain for something to talk about, her palms getting sweaty from the long silence. Finally, she settles on something that always fills her with joy, her mother.

“Um okay so,” she starts staring at the leaves swaying in the tree, pushing down the anxiety. “Before my mother died she always had this film camera with her, my dad used to joke around saying that she loved this camera more than him,” Y/N chuckles quietly before continuing “She would take photos of the most random things, we have this big box back home filled with all the photos she ever took with that camera.” Y/N pauses, fumbling with her fingers. “I wish we still had the camera. You see after my mum passed, dad had to look after us 4 kids and with only one income coming in, it was pretty tough. For my 12th birthday I reeeaaally wanted a new bike, I’d complained for years that I couldn’t have my brothers old one because it was a gross boy’s bike. So, my dad sold my mums camera to get me a pink one. Kind of wish he didn’t because I would have loved to still have mum’s camera with us.”

Y/N finished and chewed her lip realising speaking about her dead mother probably wasn’t a great conversation piece, but any story of her mother always made her feel warm inside.

George hadn’t taken his eyes off her throughout the whole story, his heart fluttering when her eyes had lit up as she spoke about her mother.

“I’m sorry, probably not what you wanted to hear, it was the first thing that popped into my head.” Y/N mumbled.

George simply shook his head and replied, “you don’t ever have to apologise to me for saying what’s on your mind Y/N. I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.”

For the first time in a while, Y/N felt seen.

Y/N’s phone dings and she pulls it from her pocket to read the message.

-Hey bunny :) so 4 tonight, we’re aiming to get to urs at like 7. does that work for u?

It was from George. Even if she didn’t have his number saved, she’d be able to tell it was from the redhead simply from his choice of nickname. Y/N hated when he called her bunny but George insisted on using the nickname ever since Lee’s 18th mainly because he thought it was cute not that he would tell her that.

Y/N’s heart thumped harder in her chest purely from the fact that George had texted her. Her crush on George had amplified over the years of knowing the boy, feeling both thankful and uneasy at the fact that he had so effortlessly slotted into their tight friendship group mainly because he was always around making Y/N a stuttering mess.

Y/N’s fingers fumble as she types out a response, it was her birthday today and all her friends we’re persistent in throwing her a party. They had agreed to a small gathering at Y/N’s place, Y/N didn’t want them to make such a fuss over it.

-Hey Georgie, 7 is perfect! Cant wait.

-See u then bunny, hope ur ready to get ur drink on ;)

-IDK, after the other weekend I dont think im ready to face alcohol again

-nope! no excuses from u, u only turn 21 once

Y/N chuckles at George’s message and goes back to tidying her house, ready for tonight.

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As soon as it hits 7pm her friends are barging through her front door lugging drinks.

Each of them greet Y/N giving her a hug and wishing her happy birthday.

“We’ll do presents later, first let’s get some drinks into us!” Angelina cheers as she starts to mix some deadly concoction. Alicia connects her phone to the speaker, the living room filling with music.

Y/N jumps as a voice pipes up from behind her, “happy birthday little bunny.”

She turns facing George as he places a brightly coloured wrapped box on the counter with the other presents. He opens his arms, engulfing her into a giant hug. Y/N wraps her arms around his waist, giving him a tight squeeze, “thanks” she mumbles into his chest before pulling away looking up at his warm eyes. They stare at each other for a second before the moment is broken when Fred places something on Y/N’s head.

“A birthday tiara for the birthday girl” Fred states loudly, Y/N glances at the mirror hanging from the wall on her left sees a plastic silver and pink tiara perched upon her head.

“Oh god,” Y/N mumbles adjusting it slightly.

Lee shouts over the music, drawing everyone’s attention over to him. “Okay everyone, the ever lovely Angie has made us each a questionable looking but delicious drink to start the night. So get your butts over here and let’s get this party started!”

A few hours and many, many drinks later, everyone is huddled in the living room, sitting on the couches watching Y/N open her presents. So far, she had gotten some perfume from Angelina, chocolates and a gorgeous photo frame from Alicia and Fred and Lee had gifted Y/N with a bottle of wine and voucher from the little boutique at the corner of her street. Y/N’s cheeks were hurting from smiling so much and her heart swelled at the sweet gifts her friends had gotten her.

“Okay, only one left,” Alicia says, clapping her hands excitedly.

“Probably the best one,” Fred whispers to Lee.

“Of course it’s going to be the best one you idiot,” Angelina says as a matter of fact, overhearing the two boys.

George, who is sitting to Y/N’s right, hands over the brightly colour box, trying to hide his excitement and nerves. “Here you go Y/N, happy birthday.”

The box feels heavy in Y/N’s grasp as she places it in her lap tearing off the wrapping paper. Y/N glances around, noticing everyone’s eager eyes on her. She sees Angelina nudge Alicia’s side smiling at each other knowingly. Y/N furrow her brows, slightly confused then draws her attention back to the box. She ripped off the paper carefully and uncover a brown box, no hints as to what is inside.

“Oh my god, hurry up and open it the suspense is killing me!” Fred says impatiently, George whacks him across the head telling him to shut up.

Y/N take off the lid and immediately her mouth gapes open finally seeing what’s inside. She shakily lifts the film camera out of the box and hold it so gently as if it’s made of diamonds and gold.

Small tears prick in Y/N’s eyes, shocked and surprised at George’s gift, it looks exactly like the one her mother had.

She manages to squeak out a small, “you remembered?” referring to the first conversation they had 3 years prior.

George has a small smile etched onto his lips. “Of course I did, I remember everything you tell me. I take a lot of pride in knowing everything about you actually.” He says, puffing his chest out proudly.

“Yeah like what?” Y/N cradles the camera in her arms.

“Well,” George starts. “I know that you hate the smell tequila because it reminds you of your 18th when you spent most of the night by the toilet. I know that you can’t sleep if the room is dead quiet. I know that you love buying plants but can never seem to keep them alive. I know you never wear matching socks because you think it’s a fun way to spice up an outfit.” He finishes smugly.

Alicia and Angelina let out a small aww in the background reminding Y/N of the 4 other sets of eyes watching her and George right now.

“Well there’s one thing you don’t know about me.”

“Yeah? What’s that then?” George counters.

Y/N doesn’t know where she musters up the courage from to speak the next words, maybe from the alcohol buzzing through her body or finally being sick of keeping this to herself for the past 3 years. Whatever it may be, she’s rather proud of herself, ignoring the way her stomach churns.

“That I have a huge crush on you.”

She expected George to laugh in her face before rejecting her gently. What Y/N definitely didn’t expect was him to cradle her face in his large hands, pressing a sweet but passionate kiss to her pink lips. She squeaks in surprise before melting into the kiss, gripping onto his shirt tightly, scared he would slip away.

Much to Y/N’s dismay George pulls away from the kiss tucking a strand of her hair back behind her ear, “no I knew that too.”

“Wha-how?” Y/N stutters.

The attention is pulled to Alicia as she begins to speak, “it wasn’t much of a secret babe. Everybody knew you were crushing on George. Can’t believe it took either one of you so long to do something about it.”

“Little Georgie here spent months trying to find that camera for you as a way to confess his undying love for you.” Fred reaches over and ruffles his twin’s hair who shoves him off.

“Yep, we were all so bloody excited for you to open his presents so you two can stop pining over each other.” Lee adds downing the rest of his drink then standing up. “Right, now the two love birds have finally confessed their feelings. Who’s up for a round of beer pong? Reigning champion here has yet to be defeated.”

“You’re on Jordan, that ego of yours has gotten large enough.” Fred challenges, everyone moving over to the table to set up for beer pong. Leaving Y/N and George alone on the couch.

George wraps his lanky arm around Y/N’s shoulder pulling her into his side, “I hope you’re enjoying your birthday bunny.”

Y/N grins widely, playing with her new camera before lifting it up and aiming it at George. “best birthday ever Georgie, thank you.” She squeezes the button down, snapping a picture of George who is staring at her like she’s the only person in the world.

Y/N is very content with being a background character, she’s quite used to it actually. But for once she doesn’t mind being the centre of someone’s undivided attention.

#George weasley #George weasley one shot #george weasley x reader #george weasley x you #george weasley fanfic #george weasley fluff #george weasley fan fic #Fred and george #george weasley imagine #twrh9kwritingchallenge

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systemdump · 2 years

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Stray Review

An insightful commentary on capitalism, class divide and authority. And being a cat.

This is a long one.

The cat game! What a delight. Of course, I never expected anything other. This game was fantastic; visually, narratively, mechanically (although I do have some critiques regarding this) and just overall. A solid, great game. For £21 (30 dollars) and 3-4 hours of your time, I'd say it's worth it. I have so much to say regarding this game.

Story/A dive into the commentary

Cat gets separated from pack, Cat finds his way back through a sci-fi city. That's the concept I had for this story. I expected nothing more. I was pleasantly surprised when the lore went so much deeper, providing political and cultural commentary. This game is a complete critique of modern capitalism, glaringly so. It never pretends to be coy when openly drawing parallels between society now and this cyberpunk world, which is meant to be set in our future.

Set at least 300< years in the future, humans have become extinct, leaving behind their robot companions. They imitate human life -- eating, sleeping, social hierarchy, law and order, the list goes on. For unknown reasons (climate change) humans had decided to make a giant dome structure, incasing people into this city so they can continue to live. There are three levels to the dome: the slums, mid town and the control room. This is an obvious visualisation of the working class, middle class and ruling class. A landfill corporation, Neco, decides to make a trash-eating parasite (Zurks) in an attempt to sustain the dome. Although, like most stories go, the parasite mutated, eventually killing all humans. The companions continue to emulate the human way of life after they're gone, whilst fearing the Zurks. You come across a small drone at the beginning of the game called B-12, who acts as a translator and guide to the world. He is essentially your only friend after you've lost your pack.

The slums are overrun with poverty and squalor. The streets are filthy and dark, the inhabitants no better. Most robots who live in the slums dream of The Outside, or play it off as a pipedream and a crazy fantasy. However, this is where our little friend is from. The outside is inhabitable once again. This gives a group of robots from the slums motivation to seek the outside. They call themselves the Outsiders. Pieces of dialogue give more insight into the slums. Whilst humans were still alive, the slums were pitch black. Electricity was rationed, especially for those poorer, until one person lit up their entire shop with neon lights. Consequently, they were taken away and never seen again. This led other people to light up their shops because who could stop them? This very much reminds me of class consciousness, awareness of the masses that are capable of change if they unite. Another piece of dialogue from B-12 tells us that the slums were disease-ridden, and yet the ruling class looked on from the control room as countless died on the streets. Sound familiar?

Mid Town is a different story. A level higher than the slums, it provides a middle-class way of life (hence the name Mid Town, halfway up, the middle level). There are high street stores, restaurants, a nightclub, and a Neco factory. Sounds better than the slums, however, it's overrun by police drones made by humans, who continued their job once they died. Our friend Clementine, an Outsider, is wanted for conspiracy. There's no doubt when I say this is meant to be a police state. Constant surveillance, the heads of these robots are security cameras. There's a prison that sentences companions to 700 years imprisonment, whilst also metaphorically labotimising their prisoners by wiping their hard drives. The Neco factory is also here, which seems to run the place. A friend of Clementine describes their capitalist greed, which is just like every company in the real world.

Then, you reach the control room. It's clean, the companions there have not evolved. They're still cleaning robots. A huge window looks out over the poor. They looked down their noses at the people on the lower floors. They maintained the social divide, the squalor, keeping the dome closed. There are no humans nor intelligent companions; the place is abandoned. You and B-12 reboot the system, ready to open the ceiling to the outside. Doing so will fry B-12's hard drive. By this point, it's also discovered that B-12 was a human scientist who uploaded his consciousness into the network. We say goodbye to B-12, and the ceiling opens. There's a beautiful cutscene of all our companions along the way reacting to the sky, the light slowly creeping across the streets. The Zurks explode as they're exposed to the light. We see our protagonist exit the control room, basking in the sunlight. And then it ends. Roll credits. A thought-invoking story that runs parallel to our reality, detached only by its setting. Truly fantastic.

Gameplay

There were lots of small, albeit useless mechanics that I enjoyed. The meow button is fun, whilst also providing a stealth function. There were a few bugs where I got stuck on a roof and had to reload the save. The game also crashed a few times. There was a bit of lag. I expected this from a day-old game. It wasn't unplayable, far from it. The jumping was sometimes tedious, although that may have been my carelessness. Visually, this game is stunning. I found myself stopping in my tracks and taking in the surroundings. I was incredibly impressed by the detail.

Final thoughts

8.5/10. A beautiful story, political and immersive. Definitely a revisit. Buy this game!! If you're into cyberpunk aesthetic, quirky games or just like cats, you'll love it.

#stray #chloe reviews

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lightsonparkave · 3 years

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HAPPY TWO-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO LIGHTS ON PARK AVE! 🎂🎉 In celebration of LoPA’s birthday (August 22, to be exact), all of the prompts from the previous year are up for grabs.

Round 24 will end on August 31, 11:59 PM ET (what time is that for me?).

As always, you’re free to jump in whenever you’d like during the round, a wide variety of work types is accepted, and there are no minimum work requirements. Unfinished works and works for other fandom events are allowed. You can find more information about Lights on Park Ave and the participation guidelines here.

Here are all 149 prompts. Go crazy and have fun! 🎈

ROUND 13: TIME

A quote about being infinite in the present moment from The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“Vellichor,” the the strange wistfulness of used bookstores

“How long is forever?” dialogue from Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

“Time” - Hans Zimmer (Inception OST)

A quote and gifset from Denis Villeneuve’s Arrival (2016) about the nonlinear structure of time

Agnès Varda’s portraits when she was 20, 36, and 80 years old

A John Irving quote about what time does to the people who matter to us

Ten traveling back to see Rose on New Year’s Day in 2005 before he dies and reincarnates in Doctor Who

Future inventions in 2015 as seen in Robert Zemeckis’s Back to the Future Part II (1989)

A quote about what time does for wounds

ROUND 14: LIMINALITY

A photoset of various liminal spaces

Illustration of a black cat in front of a red-lit house with the caption, “They say no one is living here—but the lights come on, once every year”

A photoset of Victorian-era spirit photography, an art form that attempted to capture the ghost of a deceased loved one

Information on the famous Mojave phone booth, a lone telephone booth in the middle of the desert that received calls from all over the world

Rosemary Ellen Guiley’s The Encyclopedia of Ghosts and Spirits Third Edition’s definition of “witching hour”

Illustration of a ghost train on an abandoned trestle bridge in the Pacific Northwest

A quote by Isabel Allende about spirits coming out at night in the library

Gifset of the spirit world in Hayao Miyazaki’s Spirited Away (2001)

Illustration of a neon roadside sign of a motel that only appears at night by a long-forgotten highway

“Pacific Coast Highway” - Kavinsky

A gifset quote from The Twilight Zone (1959)

Scenery from Twin Peaks season 1 (1990)

A quote about something shifting into a strange, new place inside of a person from Her Body and Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado

ROUND 15: LOSS

A quote about being lost and found by someone special by Sue Zhao

A photo of the Mildred, wrecked off Gurnard’s Head, Cornwall in 1912

A quote about ephemerality and the beauty of it from Troy (2004)

Two paintings of people visiting ruins by Caspar David Friedrich

A quote about desire and loss by Lara Mimosa Montes

A photo of an overgrown, abandoned conservatory

A passage about what disappears and what remains in ruins from Suicide by Édouard Levé

Dialogue about gratitude for people who aren’t meant to stay in your life but shape who you are from BoJack Horseman

A scene from Fleabag where the Priest chooses God over Fleabag and gently tells Fleabag that her love for him will pass before they part ways

A prayer to St. Anthony, patron saint of lost things, people, and souls

Oscar Wilde’s tomb in Père Lachaise Cemetery, Paris, covered in lipstick kisses from admirers

Photos of a cemetery statue in Austria, wrapped in branches and dead leaves, holding a single flower

ROUND 16: DEVOTION/SERVICE

A gifset of Kevin on the phone, telling Chiron he’ll cook food for him from Barry Jenkin’s Moonlight (2016)

Buttercup’s monologue to Westley about how she would do anything for him from The Princess Bride by William Goldman

Gifs of Merlin saying that he was born to serve Arthur from BBC’s Merlin

An excerpt about giving all of oneself to someone despite what it costs from House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

A gifset of various times Jaime and Brienne demonstrate their loyalty to and love for each other in Game of Thrones

A gifset of all the different ways Cliff is there for Rick in Quentin Tarantino’s Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (2019)

A gifset of Nadia deciding to be by Alan’s side no matter what in Russian Doll

“Devotion” - Ocean Vuong

A gifset of Bond comforting a traumatized Vesper in the shower in Casino Royale (2006)

A gifset of Sookhee refusing to leave Hideko, saying her job is to look after her in Park Chanwook’s The Handmaiden (2016)

ROUND 17: DREAMS

A dreamscape gifset and quote about repressed thoughts in dreams and the Internet from Satoshi Kon’s Paprika (2006)

A gifset of Mitsuha and Taki finally meeting in their own bodies in a dream from Shinkai Makoto’s Kimi no Na wa (Your Name) (2016)

A quote by Tinker Bell telling Peter Pan where he can find her and where she’ll always love him in Steven Spielberg’s Hook (1991)

The scene where Keating tells his students that poetry, beauty, romance, and love give life meaning in Peter Weir’s Dead Poets Society (1989)

An animated illustration of a storefront called “Hauntings” with a flickering “99¢ dreams” neon sign

Various dreamscape scenes and a quote about ideas being the most resilient parasite from Christopher Nolan’s Inception (2010)

A quote about how all living beings must dream to survive reality from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

A comic about people we love taking turns to visit us in dreams every night

Lovers and Sleeping Couple, two drawings by Egon Schiele

A quote about belief in a better world by Robert Frobisher to his lover, Rufus Sixsmith, in Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell

A quote about the feeling of falling in love lingering when you wake up from a dream in Alexis Dos Santos’s Unmade Beds (2009)

A photo of subway graffiti by an unknown author insisting that they’ll never give up making the world a better place to live in

ROUND 18: PHYSICAL TOUCH

A scene about how to return a stolen kiss from Daniel Ribeiro’s The Way He Looks (2014)

A line about kissing someone the way a flower opens from “I Know Someone” by Mary Oliver

A gifset focusing on showing affection and care through hands from Park Chanwook’s The Handmaiden (2016)

A passage about two people leaving invisible marks on each other through the accumulation of touches over the years from A Single Man by Christopher Isherwood

Two conversations about never being touched before and only being touched by one person from Barry Jenkins’s Moonlight (2016)

Going from yearning to touch someone but stopping oneself to being allowed to touch them from Richard Linklater’s Before trilogy

Moving art of two bodies made of stars and the cosmos embracing

A quote about maintaining sanity by touching someone but being separated despite proximity from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

A line about proving that one still exists and is real through touch from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong

Different touches between Villanelle and Eve expressing violence, threat, sexual tension, comfort, and companionship in Killing Eve

A juxtaposition of two scenes from Wong Kar-wai’s In the Mood for Love (2000) of Su Li-zhen rejecting and accepting Chow Mo-wan’s hand

A compilation of marble sculptures by Gian Lorenzo Bernini

Syd (Chris Evans) trailing kisses down London’s back in London (2005)

ROUND 19: IMMORTALITY

James Baldwin talking about how art helps you discover that people before you have experienced the same thing as you and you are not alone

Dr. Brand saying that love transcends time and space in Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar (2014)

Nadia and Alan meeting for the first time as they’re about to die and relive the same day again in Russian Doll

The loneliness of losing everyone by having a long life as expressed by Ten in Doctor Who

The doomed eternal time loop romance of Simon and Alisha from Misfits

A quote by Edvard Munch about becoming eternal through the flowers that grow from his body after death

Nagai Kei recalling the traffic accident that killed him and triggered his immortality, making him one of the rare persecuted humans to possess the power, in Ajin

A collection of moments from Jay Russell’s Tuck Everlasting (2002)

A quote by Mary Wollstonecraft hoping for something that lasts inside the heart

Various scenes with Jack Harkness from Doctor Who

Aya telling Asou-kun to live on and live forever as she nears the end of her life in 1 Litre of Tears

An excerpt about the immortalization of the self through love from “Love of the Wolf” in Hélène Cixous’s Stigmata

A collection of scenes from the Black Mirror episode “San Junipero”

Naoko telling Toru to always remember her and remember that she existed in Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

Dom explaining to Ariadne that he uses the PASIV to dream as it’s the only way that he can be with his wife and children in Christopher Nolan’s Inception (2010)

ROUND 20: POETRY

“I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense” - Danez Smith

A line about wanting to forget how much you loved someone and then actually forgetting from Bluets by Maggie Nelson

“Perhaps the World Ends Here” - Joy Harjo

“In Time” - W. S. Merwin

“By Small and Small: Midnight to Four A.M.” - Jack Gilbert

“Magdalene: The Addict” - Marie Howe

“Wild Geese” - Mary Oliver

“Morphology 2″ - CJ Scruton

“20″ from Moscow in the Plague Year by Marina Tsvetaeva

“To Hold” - Li-Young Lee

ROUND 21: LONGING

“I Loved You Before I Was Born” - Li-Young Lee

A poem about longing for someone through worlds by Izumi Shikibu

A gifset of Marianne and Héloïse falling in love from Céline Sciamma’s Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019)

“Make Me Feel” - Janelle Monáe

A quote about living in longing being better than realizing that longing from 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

“I Want You” - Mitski

Orpheus and Eurydice in Hades - Friedrich Heinrich Füger

Long definition of the word “saudade”

Definition of the word “hiraeth”

“Something About Us” - Daft Punk

Two lines about burning quietly from the poem “The Pillowcase” by Annelyse Gelman

A conversation about wanting each other after decades of separation from Pedro Almodóvar’s Pain and Glory (2019)

A Hanahaki disease mood board

“Shrike” - Hozier

Two lines about wanting someone to return from Herakles by Euripides

“Love of My Life” - Queen

“Eyes, Nose, Lips” - Taeyang

A screenshot of Kathy and Tommy holding onto each other desperately from Mark Romanek’s Never Let Me Go (2010) and a quote from Kazuo Ishiguro’s eponymous novel

ROUND 22: YOUTH

“Perfect Places” - Lorde

A piece about realizing you’ll never be this young again, but it’s the first time you’re this old by Kalyn Roseanne Livernois

A conversation between Neil and Mr. Keating about Neil feeling trapped and unable to live the life he wants because of his father from Peter Weir’s Dead Poets Society (1989)

An excerpt about being too young to know how to love properly from Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor” - Arctic Monkeys

Elio’s father telling Elio not to try to rid himself of his sorrow and pain—and with that joy—which he feels so strongly because he’s so young from Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman

A quote about how everything feels final to young people because they’re experiencing it for the first time from Middlemarch by George Eliot

Lara Jean telling Peter that she had to make it seem like she liked him to deal with her love letter fiasco in Susan Johnson’s To All the Boys I Loved Before (2018)

Rue and Jules dancing together and partying it up in Euphoria

“Le Plongeoir” by Laurent Roch

A quote about being pushed into adulthood and not being ready from Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

A photo of a roller rink illuminated by pink and purple lights

Pastel photo series of Coney Island by Mijoo Kim and Minjin Kang

“Hips Don’t Lie” - Shakira feat. Wyclef Jean

“Young Dumb & Broke” - Khalid

Different moments accompanied by the letter to Mr. Vernon at the end of detention from John Hughes’s The Breakfast Club (1985)

Various scenes and a quote about growing up and realizing life isn’t like a fairy tale from Guillermo del Toro’s Pan’s Labyrinth (2006)

Stills of the young lesbian couple in love from the music video of “You Know” - Jaurim

Lines by Effy about her emotional and mental struggles from Skins

Nathan chiding the group for not taking advantage of their superpowers as young offenders from Misfits

ROUND 23: HEDONISM

A passage about giving into passion and losing control from The Secret History by Donna Tartt

“Thot Shit” - Megan Thee Stallion

An aesthetic photoset of the Greek god Dionysus

A quote about living for ecstasy rather than balance from From a Journal of Love by Anaïs Nin

A photo of an anonymous person in nothing but a silk robe and lingerie

A photo of Donatella Versace lounging in a chair, surrounded by shirtless, muscular men sunbathing around her in Capri, Italy in 1994

An aesthetic photoset based on The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

The music video for “Heartless” by The Weeknd

A plea for summer to never end from Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman

“Plastic Love” - Mariya Takeuchi

A gifset from the music video of “Blinding Lights” by The Weeknd, a continuation of the “Heartless” music video

“XS” - Rina Sawayama

A gifset from the music video of “Body” by Mino

Photos of people dancing at the legendary Studio 54

Photos and a description of the party scene at Studio 54

Chris Evans and Evan Rachel Wood hooking up in a car in the “Gucci Guilty Black” commercial

#stevetony #steve/tony #superhusbands #stony #stevetony prompts #stony prompts #lightsonparkave #round 24

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