#this movie is so fucking good and amazing and i love it

[nicksolemnlyswears]

JUST TEASIN’

summary: you call joel an old man…amongst other names

pairing: joel miller x reader

word count: 4.4k [i need to learn how to keep things concise]

warnings: 18+, cursing, spanking, p in v, fingering, oral (male receiving), age gap? totally legal though, joel's in his early 40s and reader is in her early 30s, joel is an ass guy which is strange cause i always make my men boob guys, idk i guess this is pretty tame

a/n: as a joke i tend to call pedro and joel peepaw cause he’s older and a total dilf but i love these men so fucking much. i'll be the first to get on my knees

thought i’d make a sweet oneshot about how they’d react to you calling them old. it’s a mix of fluff and smut. a little something for everyone!

also don’t judge me, this is my first time writing for joel 🥺

there’s a little nudge to another favorite fictional men of mine

i want to thank @yxtkiwiyxt for providing me with all the pedro pascal pictures and gifs and movie trailers and for ranting with me all day every day about how amazing this human is… if anyone is to blame about this oneshot it’s her ❤️

It’s one of those lazy Sunday mornings where everyone sleeps in, leaving the Miller household at complete ease. There are no responsibilities to tend to and nowhere to go.

You’re the only one awake, singing quietly under your breath and flipping pancakes until they’re nice and golden. Joel will come seeking you out soon, missing the warmth of your body and Sarah will follow when Joel cracks her door open to let the sweet smell of batter waft into her room.

No matter how hard you try you’re always the first one up. Sometimes you stay in bed with your husband, tracing figures on his bare skin until he pulls you into him and kisses your head good morning, raspy voice begging you for five more minutes.

But most of the time you decide on getting up and having an early start to your day, which includes making breakfast and sorting through your work emails.

The puppy Sarah adopted a couple weeks ago, sits on your feet, licking your legs as if begging for the fluffy sweetness of the pancakes. He had a taste of it when batter dripped on the floor, he licked it up before you had the chance of cleaning it.

Lost in your little world, singing to the tune of Lana del Rey you fail to notice your husband coming down the stairs. Joel leans against the kitchen island admiring you in your distracted state. The loose brown curls in a disarray at the top of his head.

His eyes scan you from head to toe, noting your messy hair pulled up to a half ponytail half bun thing he can’t begin to explain. Down they go to the cropped tshirt with his company’s logo on the back. The frayed edges are the byproduct of your use of kitchen scissors to crop it yourself.

Joel bites his lip as he ogles at your ass and thick thighs framed by the tiniest cotton shorts he’s ever seen. They fail to cover the bottom of your butt cheeks, exposing a sliver of the indigo panties and the crease where thighs meet butt.

Unable to stay away, Joel wraps his warm arms around your waist as he presses a kiss to your temple. He squeezes you to him, bodies pressed flushed to reveal the stiffness in his pajama pants.

The puppy wags his tail in the presence of his favorite human, standing on two legs to call his attention. The man didn’t want him in the first place but was out voted by the females in the household.

“Morning,” Joel murmurs, placing kisses all over your cheeks and down your neck until he finally presses a warm kiss on your shoulder where he rests his chin to look over at the stovetop.

“Morning old man,” you say with a giggle as his scruffy beard tickles your skin. Your lips press against his in a quick kiss, muffling his sigh of disappointment.

“Don’t start, sweetheart,” he warns. His lips brushing against your ear. Joel’s hands find themselves under your tshirt, his thumbs ghosting over your underboob. At the same time the fingertips of his other hand teasingly dip on the waistband of your shorts.

“Or what?” You say with a bite to your lip, flipping over the last batch of pancakes. Couple more seconds and they would’ve burned—that’s how much he distracts you.

“It’s too early for this!” Sarah’s high pitched voice yells. “Not in the kitchen and not in front of the baby, please!”

The puppy scrambles over to Sarah, jumping into her arms. He recognizes she’s the one who will cave and give him scraps of food.

Joel, startled, takes his hands off of you, facing Sarah with an apologetic smile, not that she sees it as she covers her eyes with a hand. “Are you decent? Can I look now? I’m really hungry if you don’t mind.”

You laugh loudly, shaking your head at Sarah’s dramatics. She takes after Joel and is well on her way to beat him at his own game.

“We’re not doin’ anythin’,” Joel mumbles, sitting on one of the kitchen island stools and petting the pups fluffy head, and the ear that flipped over cutely.

“Not yet,” you whisper to him as you place his stack of pancakes in front of him.

“I heard that!” Sarah yells, covering her ears this time. Joel laughs, nudging her shoulder and telling her to pass the syrup.

You lean across from them, grabbing a sliced strawberry to plop into your mouth. Sarah takes over the conversation as you and Joel share a glance. This is far from over.

Later on the day you head outside with a tray of lemonade and pie in your hands. You’ve gotta take care of your dear husband before the Texas heat gets the best of him.

You nudge Joel’s leg with your foot. He’s under the beat up truck, fixing some odd part. He has the means to replace the old thing but he likes to remind you that ‘Betsy,’ as he’s named his truck, is a part of the family and will never be replaced.

“Thanks, darlin,‘“ he drawls, wiping his dirty hands on a random rag he found on the bed of the truck.

Joel takes a second too long to get up from the floor. You see the hesitance in his eyes as he tries to think the best way to stand without hurting or pulling a muscle.

This is your chance. “Need help there, grandpa?” You pipe up, resting the tray on the portable table scattered with tools.

Joel openly glares at you while you smile broadly at him. It’s not often you make fun of his age, or rather, the age gap between the two of you. It’s only when you’re feeling a particular sort of way.

The age gap between the two of you isn’t the craziest but it’s large enough for people to notice. Joel is easily through the first half of his fourth decade, while you are barely entering your third.

“Watch your mouth,” Joel warns you, standing up quickly despite the cracking of his knees and the ache on his lower back.

Your eyes spark when he grabs the glass of cool lemonade and begins chugging it. The drops of sweat sliding down his neck and into the damp collar of his shirt stealing your attention and any innocent thought you’ve might’ve had about him. They weren’t many to begin with.

You clench your thighs together as you imagine licking that same trail, tasting his salty skin. Say what you want but you love a man that works with his hands and gets all dirty and grimy.

Joel catches onto the glazed look covering your eyes and grasps your chin between his thumb and pointer finger. His body gravitating towards yours as if nature demanded it.

You’re overly conscious of the motor oil covering his hands if not you would’ve sucked his thumb into your mouth, reminding him just exactly you can do with your tongue.

“What’s in that pretty lil head of yours, darlin’?”

Him. It’s all about him. He’s always interrupting whatever sane thought you have. Scenarios of you being bent over the hood of the truck as he sinks his aching length from behind. You riding him in the front seat as you’ve done on more than one occasion, fogging up the windows. The time he was knuckles deep inside of you, teasing fingers drenched during his lunch break.

“How good gray looks on you,” you reply, diverting the conversation somewhere else entirely. A delicate fingers wraps around the charming curl that constantly falls over his forehead, twirling it around.

Joel doesn’t take kindly to your comment, rolling his eyes and clicking his jaw as he lets go of you to return to the truck. Your hand which had been playing with his curl drops to your side as you cock your hip to assess him.

He’s much too aware of the age gap, it makes him insecure. Like you’ll one day realize you’re with an old man and leave him for someone younger.

Except in your eyes he’s the most perfect man alive. The grey streaks of hair that mix with the typical brown of his curls give him an air of authority, making him look dashing in all ways. A silver fox. Strong muscles from working manual labor most of his life are now covered with a healthy layer of fat but remain strong nonetheless. Warm brown eyes that sweep you off your feet every morning as soon as they open.

That man is aging like fine wine and he doesn’t begin to realize it. You feel extremely lucky to be the only one to enjoy it…squeaky joints and all.

Joel is experienced and mature and loyal. He simply wants to have a nice life with his family. A family you’re now a part of. It’s all a woman could ask for.

“You know I love you,” you tell him, wrapping your arms around him as he leans over the hood.

“Love to torture me,” he scoffs, taking hold of one of your hands affectionately. He can never stay mad at you.

“I don’t know what you mean? I brought you lemonade and even that apple pie you love so much,” you feign innocence, pressing a kiss to the middle of his back.

Facing you with a sigh, he lets his heavy hands fall on your hips, “What’re you playing at?”

“Me? Nothing,” you say with a wicked smile, “I’m gonna go with Sarah to the mall to get her homecoming dress. Will you be alright here with Ghost?”

He’s quickly distracted by the words Sarah and Homecoming. His babygirl is growing too fast, starting High School and going on dances with boys. She hasn’t told him yet if she’s been invited by someone and he hopes it stays that way.

There’s no way he’s letting her go with a date and you can’t convince him other wise. If she wants a date she can take the puppy she adopted, Ghost. Joel is determined to teach the ball of fur how to defend his daughter.

“Here,” he says, pulling out his wallet to hand you his credit card.

“No, it’s my treat!” You say, pushing his hand away.

“Take it,” Joel insists, trying to slip it into the tight pair of jeans you’re wearing. Fuck. How didn’t he notice until now.

It should be illegal to wear jeans that make you look THAT good. The blue material hugs your thighs tightly and lifts your perky ass to heaven—not that you other wise need it.

He doesn’t hold back and slides his palms on your back pockets, giving you a firm squeeze. You stumble, falling onto him with a weak protest.

“‘M so fucking lucky you’re my woman,” he groans, taking another feel. Temporarily forgetting the conversation at hand, yet another comment directed at his age snaps Joel back to reality.

“Honey, I know I married an older man but it wasn’t for your money,” you tease again, patting his cheek and removing his hands from your pockets—credit card and all.

A sharp slap to your ass, startles you, eliciting a cheeky giggle. All this teasing and you’re leaving him home alone with the mutt.

You don’t apologize, you’ll never apologize for teasing him. Unless it’s in the right circumstances…in his bed.

Towards the end of the night you finish pushing him to the edge of no return. Remember, opportunities are always around when you’re determined.

“Dad, can you sign this for school?” Sarah comes into the living room where you and Joel are watching a movie. Ghost’s head is plopped on his lap, where Joel had been ‘forced’ to pet him.

“What’s this for?” Joel tries to read the paper but has to keep it at arms reach to be able to read it. Failing, he searches for his glasses until Sarah points at his head where they’ve been resting for half the night, nestled between his curls.

You stifle a laugh as you think of what to say. “Sorry Sarah, good old peepaw needs his glasses to read.”

It’s clear you’re pushing it far as Joel freezes only to glare at you. If looks could kill you’d be six feet underground. Sarah laughs until her belly hurts, repeating the word peepaw between breaths.

“You two are bullies,” Joel shakes his head in disbelief, signing the permit and handing it to Sarah who is wiping her tears away.

“I’m heading to bed, goodnight old man,” Sarah tells a pouting Joel, kissing his cheek and running up the stairs. “Come on, Ghost. Bedtime!”

“Peepaw? Really?” Joel raises his eyebrows at you when both Sarah and Ghost are gone.

You shrug feigning innocence, hiding your smile with the edge of the blanket. ”Yeah, peepaw. It’s cute.”

“It ain’t cute,” Joel kisses his teeth before turning off the TV and standing from the couch, leaving you behind.

“Where are you going?” You call after him.

“To bed,” he dryly responds, shutting off the lights and climbing the stairs. He only leaves the lamp by the couch on. How considerate of him.

“What? Joel it’s barely 10!” Hiding your satisfaction is difficult. Joel’s ticked off, a day of calling him old will do that. It’s exactly what you hoped for.

“Guess that’s what old men do, darlin,’” Joel says sarcastically half way up the stairs.

With a hand over your mouth, you follow him, “Honey, come on. Don’t be angry, it’s harmless teasing. Are you really heading to bed?”

Joel turns at the top of the stairs, glaring down at you, “You really think I’m an old man?”

“Technically speaking you are an older man,” you quip, scrunching your nose cutely.

“You know that’s not what I mean.” Joel crosses his arms, reprimanding you for your cheekiness.

“I dunno why you get like this, you should know I love my older men,” you say sultrily, although it falls on deaf ears as Joel retreats to the bedroom.

When you step into the bedroom you’re instantly pressed against the door, slamming it shut. Joel’s sneaky hands lock it. “You’re playing a dangerous game, darlin.’ Don’t make me bend you over my knee and give you a spanking.”

The thought alone makes you shudder in delight. Wetness instantly seeping into your underwear. You’ve finally succeeded. You have him right where you want him.

With your hands braced on his chest you deliver the final blow. “You sure your knees can take it?”

Disbelief flashes in Joel’s eyes, “That’s it!”

Grabbing your arms Joel leads you to the bed where he sits on the edge. He roughly pull down on your jeans, panties and all, leaving them pooled on your knees, limiting your mobility.

With another tug he lays you face down on his lap, holding your wrists behind you in a tight grip. Joel shakes his head at your upturned ass that’s waiting a little too eagerly for his touch.

Delight bubbles out of you and Joel is determined to take you down a notch or two. Let’s see how you handle this after fucking with him all damn day.

The first swat comes without warning, eliciting a gasp from you. It’s sharp and borderline painful. A red handprint magically appearing on your left butt cheek.

Joel massages and paws at the skin, getting ready to deliver another one. “Cat got your tongue?” He questions at your sudden silence.

You try to look over your shoulder and say, “Is that all you got?”

A sarcastic chuckle leaves Joel’s mouth. Then, three fast slaps are delivered, successfully earning him a whine from your pretty lips. He rubs on the sweltering flesh, easing some of the sting.

Finding their way to your thighs his fingers dig between them to cup your pussy. It’s no surprise that it’s warm, messy and slick. Clear strands extending from it to the inside of your thighs and covering his digits.

You’re a fucking vixen who loves to torture him for your own fucking pleasure and he’s the damn fool who falls for it each and every time.

“Touch me,” you huff, wiggling on his lap to grind on his hand, hoping to gain more contact with his coated digits.

“Touch you? Oh, darlin’ you’re not getting off the hook so easily,” Joel mentions darkly, retrieving his hand and landing yet another smack to your ass, making it ripple from the impact.

“Ow!” You flinch yet remain in the same position, expecting more. You fucking love when Joel gets rough with you. It’s a shame you have to gauge it out of him like this.

“Wasn’t this what you wanted? Hm?” Joel’s asks and when he doesn’t get a response his hand flies down once more. “What was it you called me?”

There’s a beat of silence before his hand strikes, this time aiming towards the middle. “Gra-grandpa,” you stutter at the small burst of pleasure.

“Mhm, what else darlin’?” He prompts again. His middle finger tracing the slit of your pussy, feeling you grow impossibly wetter. His pretty little wife is always so reactive to his touch.

“Old man.”

The stinging in your skin grows warmer, no doubt turning a considerable shade of cherry red. Yet the ache in your cunt obscures it all. The scraps of attention only makes your arousal worse.

“I think there was one more,” Joel hums, urging you on. His slick finger teasing your weeping entrance.

“P-peepaw,” you gasp when Joel pushes it in until his knuckle meets your delicate skin.

“That’s right, peepaw,” Joel repeats absentmindedly, pushing his middle finger in and out. Listening intently to the squishing sound your pussy makes.

He’ll have you calling him something else by the end of the night.

Tight walls grip his finger like a vice, refusing to let go. Soft puffs of air tumble out of your mouth and he knows your eyes are closed as you concentrate on the minimal pleasure he’s providing you with. It’ll never be enough to make you cum but it’ll keep you bothered.

“Get up,” Joel orders with a softer smack to your bottom, wiping his slick covered finger on your skin. He helps you up from the restrained position he kept you in and makes work of taking off your clothes.

Joel pulls and tugs on your shirt roughly, throwing it mindlessly across the room. He palms your tits briefly, pinching one of your nipples to make you whine his name. With cracking knees he kneels on the floor to help you out your jeans and underwear, kneading your thighs with his big strong hands.

He catches a glance of your reddening skin and feels a prickle of pride at the mark he left. Most of it will fade by morning but you’ll feel it nonetheless.

Sitting back on the edge of the bed he wordlessly motions you to get on your knees. A wicked smile spreads on your cheeks as you do as you’re told, kneeling between his spread legs.

Eager hands grasp his belt, undoing the worn leather to get to the button of his jeans. He provides no help, leaning back on his hands and simply watching you with hooded and expecting eyes.

You pull down on his jeans and underwear, revealing the happy trail that comes down his navel to the patch of brown at his pelvis.

His hard cock springs free once you’ve worked his pants down enough. A throaty groan coming from above you at the release of tension.

“Mmm,” you hum, grasping his length in your fist. His eyes meet yours when you look up to press a kiss to the tip, your hand pulling the thin skin back to reveal it.

“Stop with the teasin,’” Joel growls audibly, chastising you.

You rolls your eyes obnoxiosuly, “You’re no fun, g-“

A hand flies to your hair, gripping the roots tightly. Your eyes fly open, starting up at Joel. “You sure you want to finish that sentence, babygirl?”

“Maybe not,” you shrug with a pout, your hand mindlessly pumping his length.

“That’s what I thought.” Joel keeps his grip on your hair, pulling it back to see every detail of you taking his cock into your pretty mouth.

Your tongue goes flat against the underside of his shaft, tracing the vein that runs along his length and letting saliva drip all down and into your fisted hand. Joel watches intently as your lips wrap around the angry red tip of his cock.

You start off slow taking more of his length with each bob of your head. Your eyes never leaves his face, observing every small reaction he makes. The sharp intake of breath when your tongue grazes his tip, the furrowing of his eyebrows, the bobbing of his adam’s apple as he fails to keep his moans in.

The sudden jerk of Joel’s hips causes your eyes to water and screw shut. The initial intrusion of his cockhead unexpected yet welcome. Joel throws his head back, “That’s a fucking good girl.”

Those magic words make everything worth it as you messily continue to suck and lick every inch of his cock. Neither the tears in the corner of your eyes nor the saliva dripping down his length stop you from tasting him.

You swear you’re dripping on the floor as your pussy flutters at his pleased words. You could touch yourself but all your energy and attention goes to pleasing the man above you.

The pain of kneeling hard wood floor for an extended period of time doesn’t bother you and the ache on your jaw is barely noticeable because all your concentration is on Joel and making him feel good.

Joel continues to set the pace, his grip tight on your scalp. “Fuck, just like that,” he moans when you tease the crown of his cock expertly.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Joel’s voice lilts in a reprimanding voice.

A string of saliva connects you to the tip of him as your hand continuing to work on the rest of his length.

Joel takes note of your red rimmed eyes and flushed nose as well as in your swollen lips and moussed hair. The picture of you completely filthy and sexy.

Joel cups the back of your neck, bringing you up to his height. He brings you into a sloppy kiss consisting of teeth and tongue and saliva. Joel loves that can taste himself in your mouth. A job well done.

You straddle his lap so his cock grazes your dripping pussy, tugging needily at his tshirt. “Take it off,” you beg. Your lips separate for a brief second as the shirt comes off before they smash back together.

He complies but quickly reminds himself that this all started because you were calling him old. He can’t be quick to reward you.

You foolishly believe that’s it and you get to have him. Eagerly you try to sink into his cock but he holds you still, not letting you take him to the hilt.

“Who’s the tease now?” You pant against his lips, stealing another long kiss before whispering in his ear begging him to take you, to use you.

“I like to see you begging for it.” That’s Joel’s response as he pushes you off of him.

You protest but fall silent when he removes his remaining clothes. God you’re like a teenager desperate to fuck with clothes and all.

It drives Joel nuts the way you look at him with lust filled eyes. You bite your lip as you take him in all his glory, hands reaching to touch his chest.

He pulls you back to him, his cock wedged between the two of you. The saliva covering it, sticking to your skin. He cups your face, “You have something to say?”

“Nope.”

Joel to cos his head in disappointment, pushing you into bed and maneuvering you till your head is buried in the pillows and your ass is high in the air. It’s tinged a dozen shades of pink and red from his hands.

You wiggle your hips offering yourself to him. Air hits your pussy, giving you an idea of how aroused you are. That’s what happens whenever you have the pleasure of going down in Joel.

Joel grips himself, spreading his pre before pumping his hand. Smack. His hand flies down to strike your ass once more. Your back arches when Joel teases your entrance with the tip. He runs it up and down your slit, wetting it with your slick. He lightly pushes into you so only the tip is inside before he pulls out again.

“Please fuck me,” you plead breathlessly, attempting to rock back to get more of him inside you.

Joel laughs. “Now you’re nice and polite. Is there something else you want to tell me?” He asks expecting an apology.

“No,” you repeat stubbornly.

He’ll get you soon enough. There’s no way you’ll resist.

Joel’s cock brushes against your clit, making you jump and moan. He does it again and again. Your pussy clenches desperately wanting him inside of you.

“You sure? You don’t want to apologize?” He gives you another chance. Sinking his cock deeper into you to give you a taste before he pulls out.

You huff and pout but you can’t take it anymore. You need him. “I’m sorry!”

“Now, was that so hard,” Joel grunts, pushing his length all the way in, rewarding you.

You bury your head into the pillow, stifling the guttural moan that rips from your throat. You could die like this suffocated and blissfully impaled on Joel’s cock and be happy.

With a tight grip on your waist Joel fucks into you at his own pace, watching how easily you accept him, covering him with your essence. It feels fucking fantastic.

His skin slaps against yours rhythmically. You swear you can cum at that moment but Joel knows all your tells and he slows his pace, pushing into you only when the tip remains. Long, slow strokes keeping you from cumming.

“I wanna cum,” you cry out frustrated but he ignores you, edging you.

“If you want to cum tonight you have to stop calling me old,” Joel grits. This is torture for him as much as it is for you.

“I said I’m sorry,” you sob into the pillow, your back arching as you try and take matters into your own hands. Smack, another spank, warning you to stop.

“Will you stop calling me grandpa?”

You have the audacity to fucking hesitate. He’s serious about not letting you cum but he’s confident he’ll get you to cave in.

Joel pulls out his cock when you refuse to answer. He instantly misses the warmth and tightness of your walls. His cock is soaked with your slick, a creamy white substance covering him from root to tip.

Licking his middle and ring fingers he replaces his cock, feeling your walls clench around them. He pumps them angling them downward to reach that spot inside of you, his other hand pressing on your lower back so you arch more.

“Oh fuck,” you gasp when this thumb presses on your bud. An orgasm quickly building. “Please Joel.” You wanted to cum around his cock not his fingers but at this point you’ll take anything you can get. Your mind is completely clouded and years for release.

“Did you reconsider what you wanted to call me?” Joel curves his fingers, quickening the pace.

“Yes,” you whine as your hips grind against his hand.

“And what’s that?” His fingers are sticky, your essence dripping down his hand.

“Please, daddy,” you cry abashedly, hiding your reddening face in the pillows.

“I didn’t hear ya’ darlin’. How about you look at me when you speak?” Joel dares to say while his fingers continue to drive into you.

Fuck, your legs are shaking and the knot continues to tighten in your belly. You have to say it or Joel will stop. You turn your head to meet his eyes, “Please, daddy.”

“That’s more like it,” Joel’s raspy voice says, removing his fingers when you’re at the cusp once more.

You audibly groan in frustration but it’s interrupted when Joel eases his cock back into you Fucking you just as you want it, hard and fast.

The bed sheets are fisted in your hands as you hold on. Your nipples brushing against the bed with each thrust. It doesn’t take long at all for you both to titer over the edge. Your pussy squeezing tightly around him, milking him for all he’s worth.

When Joel pulls out you fall to lie on your stomach, catching your breath. He lies beside you doing the same. Sharing a glance you both start laughing.

“Next time you want it rough just tell me,” Joel shakes his head at you. He knew all along and yet it still pissed him off.

“It’s not the same, honey,” you sigh, kissing his shoulder. The nearest part of him you can reach without moving too much.

The following morning you wake up with a kink in your back and Joel being the ever loving husband brings you painkillers to bed where you’re lying still, “Take these grandma. They’ll make you feel better.”

He won’t ever call you ‘grandma’ again. The daggers you sent him were fucking terrifying.

listen...typically i'm not the biggest fan of the daddy kink...but when it works, it works

[softly-sirius]

Will you watch the Barbie Movie with me? (fem!reader)

Currently on shift: Carmen, Richie, Sydney

I know, I'm so late, I'm sorry :(

Richie:

Richie Jerimovich is not going to the Barbie movie

No way

Absolutely no way

He cannot be seen standing in line for that movie, it would ruin his reputation

Until you look at him with that look

Until you tell him you were really, really, really looking forward to it

He folds very quickly

You and Eva watch the Barbie movies you grew up with in preparation

Richie really starts to regret his choice to come with you about two movies in 

Like what the fuck is a bibble and why is it so annoying

Starts to backtrack, but it's too late, he has already agreed. 

He gets in line, dreading the next two hours of his life

Comes out of the cinema wiping the tears from his eyes, because holy shit. 

Eva is holding one of his hands and you’re holding the other. 

You end up driving the car home and he sits in the back with Eva

When he’s tucking her up for bed that night he gives her a big smooch and promises to protect her from everything. 

He’s ready to fight sexism with his bare hands for his little girl

Holds you all night and tells you how much he loves you and that he’s an alan right? Right!?

You and Eva get matching bibble Croc charms and Richie gets a complex

You do buy Richie an ‘I am Kenenough hoodie for his birthday’ 

He goes on a tirade and says he hates it, but he wears it all the time at home

It's comfy god damn it

Carmen:

INNSISTS you buy your pink outfit with his card

Releates, because you are everything and he is just ken

Thinks, Holy shit, is this really that hard for you to be a woman

Fucks you so good and praises you so much when you get home

Maybe when you’re having a talk and he’s trying to explain how he feels, is embarrassed because he finds it the best way to explain it

He doesn’t understand how you can love him so much sometimes, because he feels like you’re so amazing and he’s just ken. 

You tell him you love him chef ken

When you buy him a chef ken for christmas he fucking looses it

Also, if you collect vintage barbies or are just all into barbie facts history he will listen to you talk about it for hours and would adore it if you showed him your collection. 

Sydney:

At first, she didn’t care at all that this movie was coming out until she found out how much you were looking forward to it

Then with Twitter and all the excitement I think she would really get into it

She would have some really cool thrifted pink outfits

I kind of feel like you would sneak in some pink cupcakes to eat at the cinema

Matching painted nails 

Probs becomes her comfort movie 

You and Sydney are always calling Carmen and Richie Ken, whether that's in front of them or when she's venting 

‘God Richie stop being such a Ken’

She is everything, you often think, watching her deal with all their bullshit. 

Would you love me if I was a worm?

Would you peel my orange?

[mymindcreatedthis]

Sleep Over 18+

Reader x Rachel Daly

Warning: Smut, Smut, Smut!

Word count: 3.6K

*Y/n's Pov*

It was team bonding night, the team was gathered in Rachel's and Chloe's room. We were watching movies, I laugh as we watch the movie Chloe's and Rachel's room was right across the hall from mine so I didn't have to go that far.

The girls laugh at the movie as well. When the girls aren't looking Rachel moves into the bed with me. I smile and cuddle with her, truth is me and Rach are deeply in love with each other. We've never had sex but we've kissed, cuddled, and sent nudes to each other.

She obviously knows that I have a dick, I didn't know how she would react but she accepted me and loved me for how I was and thought it was extremely sexy.

Rach smiles and kisses my neck. "Hey love." Rachel says.

I smile. "Hi beautiful."

Rachel smiles and places her hand on my abs she smirks and slips her hand under my shirt and traces my abs.

I bite my lip and quietly moan. She knew this was a turn on for me, she knew exactly what she was doing. Rach pulls the covers over us, I lift my knee to kinda help hide her touching me under the covers.

I quietly moan as Rach lowers her hand and rubs my bulge over my shorts and kisses my neck.

"Relax, keep your eyes on the movie. Relax and enjoy." Rach says.

I nod, it was super dark in the room so luckily the girls couldn't see what was going on. Rach goes under the covers, I bite my lip as she lays between my legs.

I bite my lip as Rach slides my shorts and boxers down my legs enough where my cock springs out. My length springs out and at attention once it's freed from its confinement.

I bite my lip as Rachel licks my dick and spits on my dick. I blush as her spit drips and runs down my length. I bite my lip and blush as Rach takes my length in her mouth. Mmm fuck her mouth was so warm.

I reach over the blanket and hold Rachel's hair up in a ponytail. I quietly moan as Rach slowly bobs her head, Rach slightly chokes and gags as my tip hits the back of her throat. Rach reaches down and toys with my balls as she bobs her head a bit faster.

Fucking hell it's only been 3 minutes and I'm already close to cumming. God Rachel really knows how to suck a dick, I quietly moan and grip the sheets and rest my legs on her shoulders.

I grab her head and help her bob her a bit faster. After 5 more minutes of an amazing blowjob I feel myself getting closer to cumming.

My precum leaks in Rachel's mouth and down her throat letting her know that I was about to bust.

Throat pie:

I can't take it anymore bust my load is in Rach's mouth. I grab hold of Rach's head and push her head down on my cock as I finish in her mouth. I bite my lip and quietly moan and cum in her mouth and down her throat.

Rach chokes and gags a bit as I cum. Rach lifts her head up a bit and swallows my load. Rach licks up every drop of my cum and swallows it.

Rach takes my dick back in her mouth and bobs her head. I moan, my legs shake and buckle in pleasure a bit as Rach continues to suck the soul out of dick. Rach takes my dick out of her mouth.

Rach takes one of my balls in her mouth and strokes my dick at a fast pace. Rach giggles and kisses my abs as she strokes my dick faster.

Rach pauses for a moment, she comes back up and kisses my cheek. She slides and shorts and panties down, she places my tip against her clit and continues to jerk me off faster as she plays with my balls.

"G-Gah F-Fuck." I moan quietly.

Rach giggles. "Feel good baby?" Rach whispers.

"Feels so good, I'm gonna cum fast and hard if you keep doing that." I whisper.

Rach kisses my neck as she continues to stroke my dick. I quietly moan in pleasure as the urge to cum gets stronger.

"F-Fuck Rach... baby I'm close." I whisper and grip her ass.

My legs shake and buckle in pleasure under the blanket as Rach continue to stroke my dick.

I moan against Rach's neck, muffling my moans. Rach continues to massage my balls as she strokes my dick. My breathing gets heavier, letting Rach know I was close to cumming.

Rach puts my dick between her folds and grinds against my dick to help finish me off. "F-Fuck Rach, baby I'm gon-" I'm unable to warn her in time.

Cumshot:

I moan in Rach's neck as ropes of thick sticky cum shoot and spurt out of my dick. Cum spurts and shoots onto Rach's clit and in her panties.

Rach bites her lip and slides my dick inside her pussy. We quietly moan and rest our heads against each others and lock eyes, both of us moaning and craving more as the last of my cum spurts and shoots inside her pussy.

"Fuck Rach, your so tight and wet." I quietly moans as I come down from my high. Once I finish I slowly pull out, Rach smiles and cuddles into me.

I see Rach grab her phone, she goes to her messages and I see she is texting me. I smile, I grab my phone and check it.

Rachel: Can we cuddle and watch the movie with your cock inside me?

I smile as I read her text message. I type up a response and click send.

Me: Mmm yes pleasure. Take out shorts and underwear off and lay on your side with your back to me baby.

Rach smiles and bites her lip, she does as I say. She slides my shorts and boxers off and sets them off to the side under the blanket.

Rach slides her shirts and panties off and sets them off to the side next to mine. She lays on her side and scoots her ass back against me. I smile and bite my lip as I feel my boner rub and poke her ass.

I lower my hand and run my finger through her folds teasing her clit. Rach quietly moans in pleasure as I do this.

"Mmm your so wet baby." I say teasing her.

"Mm all for you daddy." Rach whispers and moans.

I smirk and kiss her, we both moan in the kiss as I slide my cock back inside her pussy. Rachel's walls clench around me as she takes me deep inside her max

I smile, I hold her close to me. This is the first time I've cock warmed a girl and fucking hell it felt amazing.

Rach gets comfy and scoots her ass back against me a bit more. Both of us moan as this allows me to go a bit deeper inside her.

"Mmm fuck." I quietly moan.

Rach moans and cutely grabs my ass. "Fuck Y/n, you're really deep in there." Rach quietly moans.

We cuddle and watch the movie. After 2 movies, 3 am rolls around and the girls are finally asleep except for me and Rach.

Rach smiles and kisses me. "Take me back to yours baby."

All I could think about was how 5 minutes ago Rach was cock warming me and now she was led on the bed, naked.

"Take all them clothes off baby, I have something to show you" Rachel whispered, immediately I began to take my clothes off and joined her in the bed.

She took my hands and guided me into the position she wanted me, on all fours. I stayed in position as Rachel stayed out behind me.

"What you doing ba......" Before I could finish my words I felt her tongue enter my ass hole.

"Fuck Rach, what a surprise" I moaned as her tongue went in and out of my asshole. "Your tongue feels fucking amazing, fuck."

Suddenly I felt her hand wrap around my cock as Rach began to jerk me off getting faster and faster.

"Oh Rach please, fuck I'm gonna cum, your tongue is amazing, I'm so so fucking close" I yelled, my mind went blank from the sensations I was feeling, the pleasure my body was being out through was amazing.

The noise continued of Rachel's tongue going in and out of my ass hole as well as the bed rocking from her jerking me off. I could feel my balls tighten, my legs shaking.

*Cumshot*

"Oooooh Rachel fuck, fuck I'm cumming" I yelled as cum began to splurge out of my cock onto the sheets. Rachel carried on devouring my asshole as I continued to cover the sheets in my sticky cum.

"Did that feel good baby" Rachel asked as she drew away from my ass hole.

"So so good baby, wow. I was not expecting that"I admitted as I sat up.

Rachel's eyes locked onto the patch of cum on the bed sheets immediately scooping it up and placing it in her mouth before swallowing.

"Fuck, such a naughty girl" I giggled as I pushed Rachel down onto the bed.

Rachel giggled as I hovered over her placing a kiss to her lips

"You ready" I whispered, placing another kiss to her neck

"So so ready" Rachel whispered

Teasing her entrance i slid my length into Rachel's pussy and began to thrust, watching how she closed her eyes immediately from the pleasure spurred me on all the more

"You like that baby" I whispered placing a long kiss to her neck again

"So so much, keep going fuck please keep going" Rachel moaned

I did just as Rachel pleaded thrusting in and out of her, watching her body move around from the force of my thrusts the way her boobs bounced around. The sound of my hips hitting her thighs' mixed with Rachel's moans helped me in a way I didn't know I needed, somehow my thrusts getting faster and faster.

"F-f-f-fuck Y/N, please I'm gonna cum please" Rachel yelled her eyes rolling to the back of her head

"Cum baby, let it out, I'm gonna cum as well, let's cum together" I moaned as I nipped Rachel's neck with my teeth.

*Creampie*

Rachel came almost on my command with a scream, the veins in her neck popping out from the pleasure she was feeling . Rachel's pussy tightening around my dick I couldn't hold it in any longer as my cum came flying out into Rachel's entrance, my moans becoming louder and louder, Rachel taking grip of my boobs as I filled her entrance up.

"Fill me up baby" Rachel moaned

"I have baby I have" I giggled looking at the mess I had made with Rachel's pussy, dripping with my cum.

"Need to suckyou now baby, to say thank you" Rachel asked as she got onto her stomach

"You sure baby you've already done that twi...."

I didn't get chance to finish my words before Rachel had my length in her mouth, my tip hitting the back of her throat making her gag.

"You must be sure" I giggled too myself as placed my hand at the back of her head for the third time today.

Rachel didn't disappoint as she cupped my balls with her hand and sucked me off, getting faster and faster. The grip I had on her hair getting tighter.

"Such a good girl" I moaned as I leaned my head back

Rachel ran her spare hand over my abs turning me on so much more. I had never moaned so much in my life the way Rachel was touching my as well as how her mouth felt. The room was just filled with constant gagging from Rachel and moans leaving my mouth.

"Fuck Rach, that's it keep going"

I moaned my balls getting tighter and tighter.

Rachel could feel this and she sped up her sucking going as fast as she could.

"Let me paint that face baby"

I whispered as I locked eyes with her. She gave me a little nod as she didn't stop sucking my soul out.

A few minutes last of Rachel devouring my cock suddenly I got the usual feeling in my stomach and balls.

*Cumshot / Facial*

Quickly I pulled my dick out of her mouth and began to jerk over Rachel's face. She helped pouting her lips, looking up at me

"Hold still baby it's coming" I moaned when suddenly, white sticky cum came spiurting out of my dick covering Rachel's face.

"My personal colouring book" I moaned as her face was covered in my cum, covering her eyes and some getting into her mouth. "Such a good girl" I added running my hand threw her hair "Taking all my cum"

Rachel giggled as I finally emptied onto her face, getting up off the bed

"Get in position baby, I'm gonna clean this off so I can see then I'll be back" I laughed at what Rachel said getting into position, my back against the head board

Rachel entered the room, most of the cum wiped away the odd bit still on her lips making her look so sexy, making my dick throb all the more.

"Ride me baby, need your boobs in my face as you ride me" I begged

Rachel didn't say anything as she got on the bed and lined her pussy up with my cock instantly. I took grip of her ass and guided her down, us both moaning as I bottomed out inside her pussy.

"So fucking tight baby, fuck" I moaned kissing Rachel's boob.

Rachel carried on riding me as I gripped her ass, my grip getting tighter and tighter.

Her pussy felt like a clamp around my dick as she rode me.

"Feels so fucking good Rach" I moaned

I buried my face in her boobs as I gripped onto her ass as hard as I could from the pleasure I was feeling.

I could just feel the way her entrance swallowed my dick and it was the best feeling ever.

"Uhhh baby fuck, your fucking massive" Rachel moaned as she placed her hands on my chest as she sped up riding me

"Fuck Rach I'm so close, keep on going" I yelled as the noises of her ass hitting my thighs spurred me on all the more.

*creampie*

I couldn't hold it in much longer nor did I have enough time to warn Rachel until I exploded inside of her

"F-f-f-fuck Rachel fuck. I'm cumming" I yelled

I held onto Rachel's hips as she continued to ride me helping me push through my orgasm, her pussy filled up to the brim, dripping into the bed sheets

"Feel so full" Rachel moaned

"There's still a lot more to come" I gigged immediately throwing Rachel into position onto her hands and knees, slapping her ass as she wiggled her ass.

"Fuck Y/n I need you now, don't make me wait" Rachel begged as I placed one hand on her back and one on her hip.

"I won't baby" I said immediately slamming into her.

The way Rachel moaned I'd never heard her moan as loud as she did as she got used to my length. I continued to thrust in and out of her, hypnotised by the way her ass rippled after every thrust.

"Fuck baby your ass look incredible baby" I moaned and added a spank

Her ass became a light shade of red from the amount of spanks she was receiving but she wanted them more and more, the spanks turning her on.

"Pull my hair baby" Rachel moaned looking back at me over her shoulder"

I smiled as I took grip of her hair immediately as she requested and pulled on it lightly

"Fuck your so deep in there now baby" She moaned even louder then before

I couldn't say anything in response from the pleasure I was getting but she was right, I felt so deep inside of her. The feeling I had she was so tight around my length. That feeling as-well as gripping her pony tail was incredible.

My thrusts became faster and faster, harder and harder.

"Need your cum baby please" Rachel moaned looking back at me

*creampie*

I was already so close but when Rachel looked back at me, said what she said is such desperation I couldn't contain it. I'd never felt my balls tighten so much as exploded inside of her painting her insides white

"There you go, fuck, there you go baby" I moaned as I gripped her ass again as my cum carried on leaking inside of her.

"Needed that baby, needing all your fucking cum" Rachel giggled. "Love it when you fill me up"

I looked Rachel in the eyes before pushing her softly in the bed.

"How about I fuck you in missionary and then eat my baby out, how does that sound" I whispered as I began kissing up and down her chest.

"I'd love that so much" Rachel whispered back as she got herself comfortable on her back.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and lined my dick up with her dripping entrance.

I didn't ask her if she was ready instead I looked her in her eyes as she nodded at me with a shy smile telling me she was ready.

Slowly I teased her clit with my tip before sliding inside of her easily from how wet she was.

"Fuck baby you're so fucking wet" I moaned as I began to thrust in and out.

I gripped hold of Rachel's left leg placing it on my shoulder allowing me to go deeper inside of her as well as kissing up and down her calf.

"Fuck Y/N fuck please keep going" She moaned

"Don't worry baby I am" I giggled as I thrusted faster.

It turned me on so much from the facial expressions Rachel was showing. Her eyes locked shut, moving her head to the left and right at a fast pace.

"Baby be careful with your head, you'll hurt yourself" I said a little worried

"I-I-I'll be fine, it feels so fucking good" Rachel moaned as she gripped the covers. "Keep going"

I did as she pleaded not slowing down as I carried on kissing up and down her leg.

Keeping her left leg on my shoulder I placed both of my hands in her hips and pulling her into me more and more.

"Fuck baby I'm cumming" Rachel yelled as I felt her liquids shoot onto my stomach.

I giggled as Rachel came down from her high but I didn't slow down. The way moans escaped Rachel's mouth I sped up my thrusts and rubbed her over stimulated cli with my spare hand.

"Fuck Rach your driving me crazy" I moaned

*creampie*

I couldn't take it anymore I had to release my load again deep inside her pussy. I pulled out and watched all of my cum leak out of Rachel, her forehead covered in sweat.

Rachel blushes darkly as I lay in between her legs. Rachel moans quietly as I kiss her inner thighs teasing her. Rachel grabs my head and cutely pushes my head to where she needs me the most.

*Rachels Pov*

I blush darkly as Y/n lays between my legs. I quietly moan as she kisses my inner thighs teasing me. I moan and push her head to where I need her the most.

I moan and run my fingers through Y/n's hair as she licks my folds. I moan as y/n slips in a finger and slowly fingers me as she eats me out.

"Mm fuck Y/n." I moan in pleasure.

I massage my tits and slowly grind against her face and finger desperate for a release. I moan as she slips in a second finger and fingers me a bit faster as she eats me out.

"Mmm fuck, fuck right there." I moan in pleasure.

I rest my legs on her shoulders and wrap my thighs around her head as she continues to finger me and eat me out. I moan and grip the sheets.

I moan loudly in pleasure and grip the sheets as Y/n fingers me faster as she continues to eat me out. I moan as she rolls her tongue on my clit adding different amounts of pressure.

"Holy shit, Fuck daddy." I moan in pleasure.

Y/n sucks on my clit as she fingers me faster. I moan loudly in pleasure as I feel that familiar knot forming in my stomach.

"Fuck....Y/n baby I'm gonna cum." I moan.

Y/n continues to suck on my clit and fingers me even faster than before. I can't take it anymore, I cum all over Y/n's fingers, face, and chin. Y/n helps me ride out my high.

Y/n smirks, she takes her fingers out of me. Y/n licks and sucks my juices off her fingers and wipes my juices off her face. Y/n comes back up and kisses me, I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips.

"Mmm you taste amazing baby." Y/n says.

I smile and kiss her. "Fuck you really know how to eat a girl out." I mutter panting and trying to catch my breath.

Y/n giggles and kisses me. I smile and kiss her back, we lay there and cuddle. It was 3 am, and we showered together. Let's just say that we went another round in the shower and just ended up falling asleep naked. I cuddle into Y/n, Y/n smiles. She kisses my head and holds me close to her and we end up falling asleep.

[creatingblackcharacters]

I CANT BELIVE I FORGOT TO SEND THIS ASK. ADHD is killing me. Anyways,

holy shit, Sam and Jammer from Misfits & Magic (watch it on dropout)

first of all. I HAVE to give props to the fucking incredible DM, Aabria Lyengar,

Who is not only amazing, but also one of the best dm’s I’ve ever heard. One of my favorite clips from episode one is when she completely SHOCKS Brennan Lee mulligan (one of the DMs of all time) with her sick as fuck decision to describe what his character Does Not See, something Brennan never did. OK. NEXT

This is Jammer. He’s a sports man himbo who loves his friends dearly and has a pet loving basketball because it’s sick. He’s really friendly and will always bring people into their group and hype them up to make sure he and his friends feel GOOD about themselves.

Some of his cutest scenes are with Evan Kelmp, where they give eachother compliments and . God I don’t want to spoil it but I’m also grinning while typing this.

This is his actor . Who is a national treasure. Lou Wilson!!!

And Last but DEFINITELY NOT LEAST . Sam.

She’s a twitch streamer who mainly does mukbangs. She’s a real powerhouse who loves talking to people!! She also can see the lines of affection(?) between people and her pet patrons thing is a stream pig (a cute little pink piglet) named after her favorite movie, Terminator 2!!!!! Her mom was part of a MLM scam so she mostly wears that sort of thing. She also loves her friends so, so so much . She’s full of love and the urge to create content. I love her.

and this is her wonderful actor, Danielle Radford!

Anyways go watch misfits & magic on dropout it’s the best I think. Ever

Black women running D&D 🥹🥹🥹 oh I'm so happy. I've heard of Aabria being iconic, and I fully support (plus that art behind her?? 🤌🏾🔥🔥) Lou!! His face makes me happy when I see him on here. I don't remember like, hardly anyone from all the D&D stuff that gets posted on here, but when I see him I'm like MY BOY LOU!! He's such a doll, truly. I actually am really charmed by Sam's design. It's so normal lol, like omg that's my cousin or something. I too love piglets, like sending me pictures of baby piglets will never go astray. Danielle just better with that color!! I tried color like that once, it didn't stick 😭 I gotta commit stronger. This was a joy to read!

Hot Chocolate: I was actually just watching a video on Aabria! It was complimenting the way she paints the scenes in a cinematic fashion, that really immerses you into the setting and story. This is something I plan on trying when I DM in the near future, so she is definitely inspirational! Lou Wilson strikes again! I need to watch him play, because I feel like I'm missing an amazing time and inspiration for characters that I play. I'm so interested in the world of this campaign because what the hell is going on??? Lol thanks for putting me on!

[s1mpl3sp0ng3]

i was really excited for the minecraft movie for the first five seconds of the trailer with those gorgeous sweeping landscape shots

and. then the badly greenscreened humans showed up

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price and Peter Lorre

The Comedy of Terrors (1963) dir. Jacques Tourneur

[denerturee]

Being knights in disguise: Shrek 🤝 Raph

[psychomusic]

so. I've been reading some posts on the jedi order tag AND i won't talk about my opinion on "are jedi good or bad discourse" BUT i wanna point out some lore to everyone who's complaining about the jedi taking kids into their order: (in the EU) it wasn't always like this.

if you take swtor era (more than 3000 years before the prequels) there were many jedi who joined at an older age. like, for example there was a guy who broke his engagement to become one. most jedi remember their families because they were old enough when they decided to go.

THEN in darth bane's book trilogy (circa 1000 yesrs before the prequels) there is a passage where two sith lords are talking about taking bane, already an adult, to study at korriban. one doubted him because he was too old, ans the other told him he sounded like a jedi, and that ONE DAY jedi will have to accept only kids into their ranks if they really want to find "pure" people that can learn their lessons quicker.

one day!! so it wasn't always like that!! the ongoing wars with the sith, who corrupted and killed many of them, had pressured them into taking always younger people into their ranks.

also, consider a thing that this video explains super well: training to become a jedi is not like exercising, because there is a transformative lesson at the end of the training that changes everything. you can't just do as much as you can, but not finish.

the transformative lesson, as the video explains, is that through the force, everything is the same - from rocks and ships to life and death. at the end of the training you have to understand this fundamental truth.

yoda says "you have to unlearn what you have learned". during times where they were constantly killed off or corrupted by the dark side (and if you haven't learned this lesson you are more susceptible to this corrupting), younger people were taken in to actually finish their training (a training that was ultimately about being a good person AND that you could leave at any point if you weren't sold on that, too)

(remember that for the sith failure = death. like. that was the alternative for force sensitive kids. it's not like sith had any moral problem with taking kids away without consent. sith don't have moral problems: they believe that them being stronger in the force means they can do whatever they want as long as their strong enough to go and do it. there are MANY passages in many different star wars stories, even in different mediums, that say this out loud)

AND (this is more of a critical thought than just stating the lore) the fact that they started doing it out of necessity doesn't mean it's 100% good BUT you know. the whole set up of the prequels is that we're starting off the story in a period of crisis and decadence all around. most of the systems of the times were about to fall. OF COURSE they had problems. if they didn't, we wouldn't have the story to begin with.

that doesn't automatically mean jedi = bad and sith are better, tho. you wouldn't take the last, chaotic and decadent period to jugde something, would you? it's like deciding that the athenian democracy sucked because people at the times of Demosthenes failed at recognizing the new schemes in which the world was evolving into, and still believed that their city would be important as it had been in the previous century. They just didn't fucking expect the Macedons would conquer half the world known and more, and have the subsequent political power. Still, their experiences in the 5th century with democracy were very good, even better than ours on many fronts, if you contextualize a little. the jedi had flaws, and most importantly, they didn't fucking know the future and everything that ever happened, ever, so they made mistakes. that doesn't automatically make the system ill, or bad, or not-working. systems can have setbacks when the world changes. (just like athenian democracy had one when they lost the empire that was funding the democracy. they even had a tyranny for a while and then fixed the problems. that doesn't diminish retrospectively their democracy)

[mechanical-aristocrat]

[OOC:]

Okay I think I'm ready to talk about that leaked light cone now:

I can criticize the potential continuity error it creates all I want, but god fucking damn it this image is too compelling for me to be even a little bit angry.

THIS is how you do a fucking light cone, THIS is how you take advantage of the inherently interesting concept behind them to deliver a deeper level of characterization. Very few other light cones in the game do that anywhere near as well as this one does, and I'm going to try my best to explain why. (although forgive me if I'm still a bit scatterbrained, this image makes me so goddamn emotional that it's genuinely difficult to think clearly)

It seems very safe to assume this is depicting Screwllum soon after he became sentient, experiencing the beauty of life and existence for the first time. The thing is, it isn't an entirely positive experience; he's noticeably damaged with moss, plants, and fungi growing all over him, which can't be comfortable (just imagining what that must feel like makes my skin crawl). He was probably left in this forest by some one (or some thing) that didn't give a singular fuck about him, that wanted him to deteriorate and be forgotten about.

And yet, his body language and the overall tone of the piece suggests that he doesn't mind. He's incredibly calm (the butterflies wouldn't be there if he wasn't, he's made himself a safe place for them to rest), looking at the viewer as if the "camera" has placed us in the POV of a small woodland creature, the way his head is tilted to the side implying a sense of curiosity and/or fascination.

The tone of this image and of the character as a whole is one of awe and wonder that doesn't shy away from the negatives. It's what makes Screwllum the perfect foil to Emperor Rupert I, because while they both began their sentience in a similar manner, abandoned by a cold and uncaring universe and left to rot, Rupert was consumed by its hatred and motivated by revenge, whereas Screwllum was able to see life for what it was, imperfect but worth cherishing.

The most impressive part about it, however, is that all of this can be inferred without even having access to the light cone's name or lore description (at least as far as I'm aware). The light cones I would have considered my favorites previously, "Something Irreplaceable" and "Shared Feeling", partially rely on the descriptions to be compelling, especially with the former example because the description is honestly my favorite part. The visual storytelling in this leak is on fucking point, and I can't wait to read the description because it'll probably make me love it even more than I already do.

Screwllum nation is winning with this.

[nonbinary-morro]

ok so im currently rewatching nimona in the hindi dub (thank you @sir-ballister-boldheart-boldheart for the link! everyone should check out their great posts about it too btw)

and right of off the bat, im kinda obsessed with this line change:

in the OG, Nimonas quip/joke is "The one armed club is about to get some new members"

but in the Hindi dub its changed to "Agar inmisay kisi ka basu pasand ai toh bata'dayna" (sorry if my hinglish isnt the best i dont do this kinda thing often XO)

(which translates to: "if you find a liking to any of these arms tell me")

which is not only equally as hilarious but also soso cute cause the implication shes ready to chop of any arm he wants as a fucked up kinda karma/compensation or as a replacement is just, so good. violent and in character but also establishes a side of care for him early on which is really cool.

[phoenixkaptain]

The scene of Anakin turning back to the Light and saving Luke is such a beautiful scene in so many ways, but especially from a character standpoint.

If you look at Darth Vader just in the movies, he doesn’t do things without a plan. He has a step two. Even if his step two is immensely dumb, he always seems to at least have some form of an idea where he wants to end up; he has a point B he’s trying to reach.

Part of what makes Vader a terrifying villain is that he always seems to anticipate what his opponent will do. He seems to know what they’ll do before they even think about what they’ll do. Very rarely is Darth Vader ever taken by surprise. Darth Vader is the character who proves how scary the Force can be. While Palpatine uses his Force lightning and can predict what his opponents will do, he never quite reaches the level Anakin is on, he never reaches that peak of knowing the next five steps his opponent is going to take, even as those next five steps change.

Palpatine doesn’t see Vader turning on him coming. Palpatine is not a Force user who can see the future, he uses the predictions Darth Plagueis made and he sticks to the outline provided by his former Master. He does everything he does and believes everything will be fine and has complete confidence in himself because Plagueis was just that good at predicting the future.

Darth Vader literally changes the future. He makes those predictions false. Him throwing Palpatine down a reactor shaft wasn’t in the books, him choosing his son wasn’t an option, the idea that a Sith lord as powerful as Darth Vader could turn back from the Dark Side is believed by the Jedi and Sith alike to be impossible. Darth Vader himself doesn’t even believe that he can turn back from the Dark Side. The only character who ever believes that Darth Vader can come back is Luke.

Darth Vader is fifteen steps ahead of his opponents. It’s very rare that he ever gets surprised. He always has a plan.

But when he saves Luke, he isn’t any of that. He leaps in without a plan, without any ideas of where he’s goung. He doesn’t know what will happen except that he’ll probably die. He doesn’t have a way out of this. This is the first time Anakin Skywalker ever does anything without already having a way out or immediately being able to come up with a way out.

Anakin was hotheaded and impulsive, yes, but Anakin from his introduction always has a plan B. And when he doesn’t have a plan B, he makes one. He is by far the most competent character in Star Wars, just from his ability to get himself and others out of trouble.

In the moment of turning back from the Dark, Anakin is listening to the Force. He’s listening to the Force as it tells him to save someone. The universal call to the Jedi, the inexplicable push that all Jedi feel and what ultimately led to the majority of Jedi dying, just because they couldn’t not listen when the Force told them to help. Anakin finally listens to it, finally answers it, he finally acts like a Jedi.

There’s no step two. There’s no way out. Doing this will end in his death. Darth Vader is already injured, and the only one who has the resources to put him back together is Sidious. To save Luke, Vader has to step into the lightning, which he knows all to well will ruin his suit. Choosing to save Luke is tantamount to choosing to die.

And he does it. He hesitates, but ultimately, he sacrifices himself for someone else. He goes in knowing that this won’t end with him being able to get out. He has no way out. There’s no plan B. His suit has gone from keeping him alive to being part of the reason he’s dying. He takes off his helmet accepting that he’ll die and being happy to die because he’s finally at peace, he finally feels the warmth of the Force, he finally sees his son with his own eyes, his son is finally looking at him with nothing but trust and worry for his wellbeing, he’s right where he wants to be.

He went from wanting to posess Luke to just being happy that Luke is there with him. That Luke is the one by his side when he dies, that he’s dying on the same side as Luke — Anakin is fine with this. He’s ready to die. He’s accepted it. He’s just happy that the last thing he’ll see is the product of his and Padme’s love for each other.

The scenes of Anakin in Return of the Jedi are beautiful. The title “Return of the Jedi” is so great for this movie, it’s perfect, okay, you don’t understand. It has so many meanings!! The Jedi returning could be referring to Luke, the main Jedi we follow, returning to the screen, or to Tatooine. It could be referring to the Jedi Order, since Luke takes on Yoda’s request to share his knowledge with others and, with Sidious dead, the Jedi Order has functionally returned, even if it is only one member strong. It could refer to Yoda returning, it could refer to Obi-Wan returning.

Or, Return of the Jedi could be referring to Anakin. Anakin Skywalker, the son of the Force. Anakin Skywalker, the only character powerful enough to change the future itself, the only Sith Lord powerful enough to stop being a Sith Lord. Anakin Skywalker, who has always done impossible things, who has always performed impossible feats, who is himself impossible. And he’s back. He’s returned. The Jedi returned.

[infernothechaosgod]

Death in puss in boots pt 2

His voice, his voice was perfect it was deep it was kinda raspy and it left you feelin nervous, also his introducion was amazing, no big show a little set up it was quick and it was strong It was exacly how it shoud have been becuse honestly i love my over the top villians But What I love even more are the villians i am accualy afraid of exaple I love izma from emparors new groove, but dear god if I had to choose between seeing her or seeing HIM from ppg I woudn't think twice about my choice even though I love her

But I fear HIM and the villians that are on the other side of the screen (or on both sides with the movie reminding you that) it just hits diffrent and it hits right

Dreamworks doesn't mess around with ther villians and I wanna just kiss the for that DEATH himself Was done right by them and that movie deserves awards for that!

Dreamworks I reach my hands to you You killed it with this one like always But this time Oh you were perfect, accualy perfect with it

[puppyeared]

save me old flipnote studio MVs.......

[himbovillain-anon]

VENOM THREE TRAILER LETS GOO

[witchwhaat]

so. i watched anatomy of a fall