#this one took me a while because I watched that teaser in july and it changed my brain

[serpentarius]

Chapters: 3/4 Fandom: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Relationships: Armand/Daniel Molloy

New chapter is up ❤️️ expect some hurt/comfort, smut, a few QOTD references, and maybe a small, tiny, baby lil’ scene of Armand bathing and shaving Daniel😘

(Chapter 4 will be the final one, I promise this is the last time I’ll extend this fic’s chapter length!)   

[newgenog]

REVENGE

Notes: This is NOT part one of chapter seven. As a reminder, we've switched to weekly teasers for each chapter.

If you're just stumbling across this, and haven't already done so, please stop and start by reading chapter one. 

This #Batwoman AU is based on the ABC tv series #Revenge. Ryan Wilder had just about everything taken from her when we met her, and she was doing her best to get it back. In this version of the story, that means taking some people down along the way. And, she's definitely no hero.

Hopefully you're recovered from chapter 6, and ready for our season finale. I'll try to hold you over with out of sequence and context teasers while I wrap this up. See you next Friday for teaser 2 for chapter 7.

CHAPTER SEVEN SNEAK PEEK

TUESDAY, JULY 10TH, 8:00 PM, THE HOLD UP

Ryan made it through her second day back to work after the holiday that became a regressive spiral into feelings she thought she’d buried, after Angelique put a Crow in a coma, after Luke was attacked by another Crow and hospitalized, and of course after Sophie found out who she was and Ryan crushed her when she admitted she never intended to tell her the truth. In reality, going to work was probably Ryan’s best option, because being left to her own devices at a time like this could result in literal bombs being placed and set everywhere her enemies frequented. But that kind of quick ending wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying as ensuring the plan she’d spent years devising came to fruition, nor would it be fitting enough justice for them. They didn’t deserve quick endings. They needed to experience complete loss and total destruction. They needed to see her thriving in spite of everything they took from her. The only way that would happen was if she got her house in order. 

Fortunately, Sophie did still help, as she'd promised, and at least a couple of Ryan’s obstacles were now less threatening. She hadn’t spoken to Angelique in almost two days, and figured she too was barely keeping it together, wondering when the next Crow would jump out and try to take her down. So, Ryan goes to The Hold Up to give Angelique the news that Sophie had shared with her earlier that morning. She can’t deny that knowing with confidence Sophie won’t be there, because she’s currently on her shift with Luke, has influenced her timing. 

She walks up to the bar and a very worried Jordan greets her. 

Jordan: “Hey, Robyn…how are you holding up?” 

Ryan: “I’ve definitely been a lot better than this, but I’ve also been worse. So…”

Jordan: “I hear that. Well, have you eaten anything?”

Ryan: “A little…earlier…haven’t been super hungry.” 

Jordan: “Not surprising, considering. Why don’t I at least put some of your favorite fries in front of you, and we can see what happens?” 

Ryan: “Look at you, taking care of me…”

Jordan: “I might be concerned about Luke, but you were there…I can’t even imagine what that was like. And, I’m going to guess you’re not leaning on my sister right now… So, yeah, anything I can do.” 

Ryan: “That obvious, huh?” 

Jordan: “Oh yeah…but I’m not worried about you two.”

Jordan winks at Ryan, and she smiles back gingerly, appreciating the hope.

Ryan: “Are you here alone?” 

Jordan: “My mom’s in the kitchen, even though she should probably be heading home soon. But, it’s our TikTok queen’s night off, and with Soph so occupied right now…I mean, it’s hella dead in here, anyway. So it's not like she’s working hard.” 

Ryan: “Wait, who’s your TikTok queen?”

Jordan: “Oh, you didn’t see…?”

Ryan: “I’m not really on socials like that…” 

Jordan grabs her phone, taps it a few times, and then slides it over.

Jordan: “I’m going to go put your order in. Enjoy the show!”

As Jordan walks away, Ryan watches Angelique and another woman feed each other shots, what looks like for the third time based on the empty glasses nearby them. Then she tongues the girl down. As she pulls away, she snatches a panda hat off of her lipstick lover's head, placing it atop her own, and dances away to loud hip-hop music playing throughout the bar. The clip, taken on a customer's phone, has over fifty thousand likes, which is a lot for Gotham. The Hold Up is tagged as the location.

Ryan puts the phone down on the bar, completely furious. What about that was laying low or sticking to her routine? 

Ryan: “Hey, Jordan! Can I get those fries to go? Think I’m just going to head to bed early.” 

Ryan's night is actually about to get a lot longer.

~~~~~

To be continued…

We finish season one and chapter seven in August. Let's do this!

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[littlemisssquiggles]

For those who don’t know, the new season of The Dragon Prince: Mysteries of Aaravos is out now on Netflix. It was original planned for this Friday on July 28th but in a twist that would floor M. Night Shyamalan,  they released the season a whole week early.

I find this tactic kinda funny given how (ridiculously) LONG they took to announce the official release date for S4 last time. But yeah, it’s out ya’ll.

I had made peace to watch the new season on Friday but noooooo, the TDP team just had to “ruin” my plans by dropping the new season a whole week early!

Why? Why did you do that!

Now I gotta be dodging spoilers for the new season for a whole week before I can settle down to watch it myself.

I know I can probably try to watch the new season. HOWEVER…I also know if I watch the new season right now, I’ll probably finish it like probably tomorrow for the latest and then who knows how long we’ll have to wait for the next season? I’m not quite ready to part ways with TDP just yet since it just got here.

I don’t just want to binge the new season of TDP. I want watch it, enjoy it (hopefully more than I did S4) and then savour it before I give my full thoughts on S5.

Outside of the one teaser clip which gave me hope for Rayllum, I have avoided any and all further promotional content for the new season since the first trailer drop.

So I know f*** all about what is to come from this new season outside of where the last one left us off. And that’s how I like it to be before I can have time to watch the new season.

If there is one thing I hope this season does is deliver more on dem Rayllum crumbs. Season 4 was painful to sit through as a diehard Rayllum shipper so I’m hoping that S5 does better on my main OTP.

While I do adore the Terry and Claudia pair (who I’m also looking forward to see being developed more for this new season), even their quirky cuteness was not enough to quell the displeasure I felt for the showrunners’ decision to break up Rayllum ESPECIALLY COMING OFF THE HIGH THAT WAS S3 OF THE ORIGINAL SERIES AND THEY DID IT ON CALLUM’S CANONICAL BIRTHDAY IN A BOOK!!! A FREAKING BOOK THAT AS A RAYLLUM SHIPPER I REFUSE TO EVER READ BECAUSE WHY WOULD I HURT MYSELF!

Rant aside, I’m just gonna simply say that I’m still very, very, VERY salty about how Rayllum was canonically broken up. The salt well still runs for that. That being said, I hope S5 delivers a little more on bringing these two kids back together…maybe.

If you’ve already watched the new season, please refrain from sending me any kind of spoilers. I don’t even wanna know if there are any cute shipping moments for the season. I wanna go into this blind and experience it for myself.

But that will have to be on Friday. Sorry TDP team but this squiggly gal will be watching the new season on its original release date since it better fits with my busy bee schedule.

So until then, time to skirt around some spoilers~

~LMS (2023)

[puccafangirl]

Happy 10th anniversary to Ice Age 4: Continental Drift! So sorry this took me so long. I overslept way too much and was only able to draw this near the end of the day. Not to mention the fact that I'm a slow artist. Anyway, now to go into detail about my history with this film as well!

Y'all, the hype I felt for this film was so real. After I watched Ice Age 3 and fell in love with the franchise, I eagerly awaited a fourth Ice Age film for a long time. When the first official poster was released, I did so much squealing and felt so much excitement that I called my Mom late at night just to express my excitement over it.

And when the first teaser came out featuring the tradition of showing a scene with Scrat at the beginning of the film, I couldn't stop watching it! I even gushed about it to my teacher Jenn Cancino for a while because I just had to talk to someone about it!

But one other really fond memory I have is when Blue Sky announced the release date of the next trailer of the movie and how when I got to that day, I spent the whole time at school just anxiously and excitedly waiting to get home just so I could watch it. And then I watched it and my excitement grew!

After that, I pretty much spent a huge portion of my teenage/high school years obsessively looking for any news or new clips I haven't seen yet that I could find. Even when that "We are Family" song came out, I instantly downloaded it to my iPod and listened to it at school pretty much all the time. Same with the "Chasing the Sun" song. C:

It was just on my mind every single day and I just could never stop thinking about it until I saw it! And once July 13th finally came and I got to see it, I was legit sweating from excitement that's how hyped I was. My leg was also bouncing practically the whole time I watched it.

And the thing is, I know that a lot of people dislike Ice Age 4 and usually say that that's when the franchise went downhill. But me personally? I loved it. Not just because of the nostalgia I associate with it, but because I think it did a really great job at portraying the relationship between the herd and how far they've come as a family since the past films. And of course Scrat's scenes were super fun to watch. Need I remind everyone how hard I stimmed when I saw Scratte's cameo as a siren for the first time? eue

I think this movie was what also introduced me to the talented Nick Bruno. Cause he was a supervising animator on the film and he did a spectacular job on that. That's when we started talking a few times and when I of course expressed my love for how the film came out thanks to him and the rest of the talented folks at Blue Sky. ^^ I think I got a little closer with some other people at Blue Sky too so there's something to always be thankful for!

So yeah, while Ice Age 3 is still my favorite and the one that gave me the most fond memories, Ice Age 4 gave me a lot of fond memories too. It was one of the most exciting events of my life and I'll never forget all the positive experiences it gave me. <3

But anyway, on to the picture. I know that Gupta looks terrible and it's definitely one of the many signs that I've drawn Scrat and Scratte WAY more than the other characters, but I still tried my best. I hope this is still a decent enough tribute to the film. Thanks for making such a wonderful film as always Blue Sky! It'll always hold a special place in my heart along with the rest of the franchise! ♥

[toointofiction]

okay, so i stayed up until 2am waiting for this teaser and watching every update from the sdcc interviews/panel, so naturally i have a lot of thoughts.

i'm going to start with all the things i liked. i rrally really liked romitri. i'm pretty satisfied with the casting choices. sisi does kind of remind me of rose, character-wise, especially after seeing her during the interview. she definitely has rose's allure and energetic personality. 😍😍

the same goes for kieron moore. i am as obsessed with him as i am with dimitri. there weren't a lot of scenes of him in the teaser, as it was focused mostly on rose and lisa, but the few he was in took my breath away. he also has a pretty good understading of the character which only made me love him more. (source here) he is majestic...and a crazy thirst trap. 🥵🥵 he also said during the panel interview that "[sisi's] version of rose, helped [him] find [his] dimitri" and now i fantasize marrying him. 😍😍 also there's DEFINITELY going to be a duster (even though it may not be present in every episode) that brought me a special kind of joy. (duster source here) i don't hate the hair either. i'm not sure shoulder-length would suit him.

the romance between between them THANKFULLY looks promising. again there wasn't much in the trailer but the few scenes i saw of them had me making crazed animalistic sounds. that means it's working. there's definitely chemistry between them, which is good because i was worried. i really can't wait to see more of them. 😁😁

the other couple i also liked is obviously dragozera. daniela and andre look reaally great together and same with kieron and sisi, they seem to have a solid chemistry between them. there's going to be a lot more of christian than in the books since the series will not rely of rose's perspective only. that's a change i'm actually really excited about. (source here) i wasn't too invested in dragozera in the books and i probably won't be in the series either, but i do think i'll enjoy watchinh them regardless.

however, just like in any adaptation, there are some changes that i can't get behind. now, i've heard from others in the fandom saying they didn't like the fact that the age gap/student-teacher relationship between rose and dimitri did not make the final cut. (source here) i'm not to thrilled either to be honest, but this is a change i can understand given the implications. i can acknowledge that it's not an aspect of love that should be romanticed especially given that book!rose is underage.

there are some other minor changes in the adaptation, like character features, names, etc. i'm going to be perfectly honest with you guys, i wasn't too keen on the feature changes at first. but i adjusted after a while and i really don't mind it anymore. i became too attached to the actors now anyway. what really irked me was the changes in the names of some characters, (e.g. mia karp rinaldi) i just don't see the reason. it's completely unnecessary in my opinion.

as for the part that reeaaally annoyed me and i completely disagree with: (source)

1. the strigoi look ugly as fuck. i feel sorry for rose and strigoi!dimitri already. 🤣🤣🤣

2. julie plec mentioned to ew that characters' personality traits were altered based on the actors playing them. now, that's not necessarily a bad thing. but i'd be lying if i said it didn't worry me. altering characters like that is a risky business. especially when those traits play a highly significant role in their character arc. i can't say much on this though because who knows...it might actually work somehow.

3. there's one possibility that the charm scene did not make the final cut. now, this is by no means definitive yet, but apparently it was implied in penguin teen's living tweeting of the panel. if that's truly the case, and it's not some misinterpretation of the tweet, then i am going to be PISSED. I LOVE THAT SCENE!! and it deserves justice after that horrying scene they shot in the movie, damn it. "SWEET SASSY MOLASSY" HAUNTS ME TO THIS DAY!!! 😭😭😭

4. lastly, the worst change, in my opinion, that couldn't possibly stray further from the books was the very clear indication that mason will NOT be killed off, as is done in the books. apparently, drew (andrew liner) is very talented and likable which somehow means that mason will most likely stay living. WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL!?!?! mason's death was such a pivotal moment both for the plot AND rose's character arc. IT. IS. ESSENTIAL. sure it hurt like a bitch, BUT THAT'S HOW IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE. this isn't something to be taken away like that. it literally changes the entire flow of the rest of books. it's just too important to leave out and an actor being good at his/her job is NOT a good enough excuse. i'm sorry...but it just isn't.

i hope you enjoyed my crazy rant. i certainly enjoyed writing it. 😘😘

fingers crossed and let's hope for the best. 🤞🙏

🦇 Vampire Academy aires September 15 🦇

[around-and-around-we-go]

oh i should probably do a life update outside of i watch silly cannibal crime drama now, huh?

welp let’s see i…. went to a music video premiere (meat & greet by ice nine kills), didn’t finish student teaching so i’m redoing that, passed the first half of a big test i have to take while student teaching, no longer play dnd after being kicked from the campaigns i was in because of some friendship drama (more on that; if i can do a cut on mobile it’ll be below that. if not it’ll be like by a * down towards the bottom of the page), lost two friends the night before i reached 7 yrs clean from self-harm, reached 7 yrs clean from self-harm, was an extra in another music video (oh yeah don’t think i’ve really mentioned that here but that’s a new thing i’ve started doing when i can. got a taste of being an extra for a photoshoot for an ink merch drop, specifically their july nightmare on the ninth after nadia tweeted out about needing some people. pics and vids myself and other friends are in never saw the light of day cause there was an incident involving a shooting and a theater that happened like 2 days before the teasers were going up and the shoot was us being “dead” in a movie theater…), and that’s about it i think?

hopefully this works so anyway the drama/how i lost 2 friends the night before i was 7 yrs clean. So what happened was I’d taken a day trip after having a change of plans happen. Phone was almost dead so I put it in airplane mode as one does until I get home. I plug it in and take it off airplane mode only to find a wall of text from my now ex-dm (going to be calling him J from here on out). What the message boiled down to is J felt used as an outlet (which I was always open about dnd being an outlet for me), felt I wasn’t respectful of his time since I was five minutes late to a meeting with him and I somehow have time to party but no time to meet with him to plan something (reader I have never been to a party in my life, so I to this day have no idea where that claim comes from), I was passive aggressive towards other players (especially his new gf, calling her C) but didn’t provide evidence outside of one remark I made where I was out of line but it came from a place of annoyance, that I was a bad friend to one of our mutual friends (going to be calling her M), citing a tweet from my private twitter/vent twitter where I vented about being dropped/ghosted by a friend as soon as they start dating someone. He DOES NOT HAVE ACCESS TO BUT M DOES. And that I played with her feelings knowing that she liked me as more than a friend. Reader, I once again was never made aware of M’s romantic feelings towards me. I knew M was bi and that’s it. M knew I was aroace. He also thought 2 weeks was enough for things to get back to normal for me as if I wasn’t in a constant state of fight or flight and being beyond stressed for 11 weeks prior and was disappointed that nothing had changed.

He blocks me and I can’t defend myself, so I screenshot the message and send it to M. I wanted to hear M’s thoughts on the things said about her/that claim to be coming from her. I’d talked to M previously about feeling abandoned after she befriended C and started dating her now-ex boyfriend. We talked it out and I thought it was fine and handled. I thought we were fine. M had distanced herself again after the breakup with her now ex, so I gave her space, thinking that’s what she wanted. She didn’t talk to me and after a few attempts at reaching out and either getting ignored or very short answers, I stopped. To me those were signs she didn’t want to engage with me so I left her alone.

It apparently wasn’t handled. M told J I was being a bad friend because I ghosted her and wasn’t there for her and abandoned her. Which is what she did to me…. She took what she did to me and spun it to J. She took what I told her I was feeling and told J I was the one making her feel like that. Do I know why? Nope. And when it came to feelings, she apparently had a crush on me for about 8 months of our nearly year long friendship. M only stopped crushing on me as soon as she realized “you [me] were/are straight.” Reader, I never once said I was anything other than aroace and simp for male celebs/characters. M also said she only distanced herself after befriending C and dating her now ex because she felt she was treating me like a girlfriend. All we did was send good morning and good night messages and text/message each other a lot.

So yeah… two friendships up in flames because someone couldn’t be bothered to communicate their feelings to me and because they couldn’t tell someone else the truth. And M gets to keep all of our dnd friends that I introduced her to… and I think that somehow hurts way more than the friendship breakup. I lost a hobby and an outlet because of some petty drama…

[alaura5675]

Warning contains spoilers for The Owl House Season 2 Episode 5: Through the Looking Glass

I literally cannot stop screaming about Luz and Amity. My sweet beans!

Em and Ed being supportive siblings, and Ed going on a date with them, (all those golden guard fics are gonna definitely increase)

Just the twins and Gus being we’ve been knew to Luz

Also Gus just being his awesome self and gaining a frienemy is just my heart. Its so weak to all this fluff Dana has be giving us

Unfortunately we need to discuss the “first” human. While discovering the Echo mouse records everything they’ve eaten. We have seen a glimpse of the first human who had traveled accidentally to the demon world.

Their name Philip Wittlebane apparently in the 1600s donated his diary to the library.

artfulstar also found this in the teasers

And in animation we don’t believe in coincidences

So at this point i honestly believe that Emperor Belos is this same human and has found a way to live for 400 years. If time is tracked the same

And here’s the big kicker we’ve already noticed a lot of the christian missionary converting the pagan wild witches in the 1st season

But the fact of the matter is the way Wittlebane is dressed and the diary enters are written remind me of first account documents written by European colonizers. And around the 1600s in US history was when Spanish colonizers had already taken large amounts of land in modern day México. And the beginning of English colonizers here In the Modern day US.

And while im not entirely familiar with the indigineous cultures of the Aztecs, Mayan, and Olmecs. There was a strong sense of spirituality in the cultures and people called “Brujas” by the Spanish colonizers, the spanish word for Witch.

And Highly recommend reading Bless Me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya discussing the struggle of catholicsm and the indigenous culture in the early 1900s México.

But my point is the Spanish when they came to the Americas literally destroyed the spiritual and cultural centers of the Aztecs and Mayans and built on top of it catholic churches. And vilified anyone who didn’t practice Catholicism. Queen Isabella and her husband who i can’t remember, married and combined large parts of modern day Spain into one country on the Iberian peninsula . And started the Reconquista, that killed thousands of people who were muslim, as a majority of the peninsula practiced Islam’s beliefs, and Jewish people were killed and was spread to “their” colonies as well. Which gave them big support from the Catholic church at the time.

But where am i going with this, Well a lot of things. One Belos’s castle sorta reminds me of an ornate catholic church, the window glass murals, the gold detailing, and all the robes everyone in the coven wears.

Then there’s the fact that Belos took over the way people practice magic and made it so only he and his followers could do all magic. Which is similar in how the catholic church erased indigenous history, and forced people to speak their own language. And withheld knowledge and created a cast system. And the vilifying of the local religious beliefs and killing witches

And what i want to say is i think Dana Terrace is awesome for creating show discussing the horrible and long last effects colonialism has done to the word and still severely effects the indigenous people around the world.

And the fact of the matter is more shows and stories and actual FUCKING HISTORYbooks need to be showcasing the importance and ongoing consequences effecting people.

I can even give you an example right now, I lived in Hawaii for 10 years. Because my dad wanted to retire here and I was a child so had no choice. And some of you may be going, what living in hawaii must be so fun…

Let me tell you shit, Hawaiians literally need tourism to keep there economy going. Because the US took there means of culture and history to keep cultivating their land and sustain themselves.

The US sends homeless people to Hawaii because the weather conditions are better, however a majority of homeless people here are still native Hawaiians

Their is literal law stating that if you have 25% native blood you are able to gain a home for free. However most people will never see that as Homes are being bought by people like Mark Zuckerberg for millions of dollars. And Retirees who want to live near the beach.

The economy as i said is based in tourism but all the hotel chains are US companies. So none of the money is reinvested in the local population.

As well as that most people here are working at minimum wage will never afford million dollar homes.

And it sucks and i get that people want to come over and visit. But you have to understand not just here but in the mainland US. This land belongs to the indigenous people and that means respecting the land and protecting the culture. And Hawaii is one of the fortunate places where the language is still known. Its in the process of being taught in schools and being revitalized.

But the fact of the matter is today July 10th, 2021. There is a water shortage here in Hawaii due to influx of tourists coming in. It takes a literal month for cargo ships to arrive. And the tourism isn’t gonna stop its the height of the summer.

The Hiltons, Wailea all the hotel groups will be getting the water for there lawns. And everyone here enjoying there trip won’t notice a thing.

The people who live here are gonna suffer…

Anyways sorry for the rant a little upset at the moment. The Owl House is awesome please watch it and yeah…

[shima-draws]

2020 art summary...!! I know there’s a few days left of the year but I already had all the pieces I wanted to share in mind :’)

This year was so rough man;; but despite that I’ve managed to draw something every month, so that’s something to be proud of! I’ve definitely come a long way and have improved a lot compared to last year, so. Progress!!

Last few years are under the cut for comparison!

I won’t subject you to the horror of 2016 and 2015, but if you’re really curious and want to look at them, they’re over here.

And now, as per usual! A little recap of this year’s pieces.

January

It was PMD time again!! I think Rescue Team DX had just gotten announced so the hype was suuuper crazy. I did a lot of gijinka design revamps in January as well! I actually chose to show this one over everything else because I had Pip and Chim in my 2019 January art summary as well. It seemed fitting

February

Back on my Senyuu craze...it had been a little while since I’d been so into the series but yes it was definitely fun to revisit it and fall down that rabbit hole again lmao

March

The beginning of my crazy BNHA AU explosion. I got back into it this year and after that there was no turning back. Anyway Bottled Soul was a big one and is still one of my faves!

April

This one was actually posted in May BUT I did it for Mother 3′s anniversary (which falls on April 20th) so I had to put it in this spot especially since I’ve drawn an anniversary piece for the last 5 years :’))))

May

EOLYNE WAS ANNOUNCED AND I LOST MY SHIT. What a pretty mysterious boy. Please take off your mask so I can prove to everyone that my theory about you being Eugeo’s reincarnation correct

June

This is technically a preview piece LOL but yes for the Pokemon SwSh zine I was in! This was my first time doing a piece so massive with so many characters so it was a fun challenge. Hopefully I’ll be able to share the full piece soon!

July

Ah yes this was when my ATS obsession kicked back in and right after I’d made a design for Hiro and fully expanded on his backstory along with Kaz, Ginni, and Olivia! My babies. They are good boys please protect them

August

I definitely finished this piece before August but that was when I was allowed to post it so. It was for the Tododeku Sun and Moon zine! I had lots of fun doing this one and I think it turned out very well. I love them.

September

You guessed it more Tododeku is anybody surprised at this point. After the OVA dropped and I watched it I IMMEDIATELY dashed off to draw this and I don’t have a single regret

October

MY PROMARE PHASE........I watched it 9 times within the first week of seeing it and god I love it so much. I HAD to make an AU for it and I slapped it onto Trustedpartner because I love them and it fits them perfectly and you can’t tell me otherwise

November

BNHA movie teaser got announced! I ran off to draw more Tododeku! I experimented a lot with lighting and color in this one and I am very pleased with the result. It’s pretty. They’re pretty

December

I did a 6 fanarts challenge again! Dawn was my favorite of the batch, so here she is. I did more experimenting with lighting and had so much fun (tho it took forever lmao)

Thank you to all of you for staying with me and supporting me throughout the year...especially since it’s been so crazy! I’m sad I wasn’t able to draw as much as I wanted to but hey prioritizing mental health is important, I hope you all take care of yourselves as well and hopefully continue to stick with me in 2021 💕

[whatisthiswritingthing]

Now Kiss - Alyssa Naeher x Reader

Prompt: Maybe an Alyssa x reader, where Alyssa is totally in love with R and Ash + team try to set them up. 

“Alright bitches, meeting in my room right now,” Ashlyn announced to the trio of keepers, throwing her arms over both Alyssa and Janes shoulders.

“We just finished meetings Ash,” Jane pointed out confused.

“This is a different kind of meeting,” Ashlyn winked.

“Ash no,” Alyssa tried.

“Ash yes,” Harris replied, excited.

Jane just followed the two keepers into the room, still confused as to what was going on.

Alyssa begrudgingly sat in the chair on the far side of the room, Jane lingered awkwardly at the door.

“Someone,” Ashlyn looked directly at Alyssa, “has a crush.”

“And someone,” Alyssa mimics, “needs to stay out of it.”

Jane perked up now that she knew what was going on.  

“Who do you have a crush on uncle?”

“No one, just drop it.”

“Y/N!” Ashlyn jumped in.

Alyssa sunk further into the chair, blushing deeply.

Jane made her way to the blushing keeper.

“Good call Lyss!” Jane shook Alyssa’s shoulders.

Alyssa pushed her hands away, going to stand back up.

“If you’re just going to mock me, I’m leaving.”

Jane pushed Alyssa back into the chair.

“We aren’t mocking you unc, Y/N is awesome, you have good taste. Let us help you,” Jane encouraged softly, squeezing her shoulders.

“Y/N is a stud forward, you’re a stud keeper, it’s meant to be,” Ashlyn added.

Jane nodded quickly, agreeing; Alyssa just rolled her eyes.

“So how we doing this?” Jane asked.

“Who’s rooming with her? We could do a room switch? Lock them in a room together? Make them practice PK’s together?” Ashlyn started rattling off ideas.

“Terrible idea, Y/N doesn’t sleep in a shirt, Uncle won’t be able to handle being in a room with her,” Jane giggled, Alyssa blushed even deeper.

“Awww Uncle! You’re too cute, but it’s true, so bad idea. We need you to not be a stuttering mess to make this work.”

“Kelley is Y/N’s roommate,” Alyssa filled in.

“We need the defenders! Kelley and Sonnett are perfect for this!”

“Yes!” Jane and Ashlyn pointed at each other. “I’m texting them now.”

Ashlyn barely even put her phone down when the two defenders came through the door, of course with several other players behind them.

“Nope, I’m out,” Alyssa got out of the chair heading to the door.

Kelley quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her back into the room, Alex followed on the other side.

Alyssa pulled her arms away.

“No, this was supposed to be a little thing. Just you guys helping me talk to Y/N, figure out if she likes me too. Not half the team!” She dropped her arms in defeat.

“We got you uncle, now you have all the positions together to help. I’m rooming with her, I’ll do some digging,” Kelley waggled her eyebrows.

Alyssa and Y/N were close, they did crosswords together, exchanged brain teasers to try and stump the other, partnering for workouts, Alyssa always volunteering to stay late for Y/N to take shots. The two practically attached at the hip for camps.

Y/N was difficult to read, no one knew much about her personal life. She never offered information and gave vague responses when asked. Even Alyssa didn’t know much about the forward, so she definitely didn’t know if she had the same feelings or not.

“Alright team, we’ve got a week left in camp, by the end of the week we will have you and Y/N together. Or at the very least we’ll know how she feels, and you can go from there,” Alex immediately took charge of the group.

Alyssa couldn’t tell if she should feel grateful or not for how quickly the team got together to assist her, normally she wouldn’t be interested in their help for something like this. But she had been dropping hints, or thought she had, been for months. She had asked the woman out several times, each time Y/N would say yes, but she never seemed to pick up that it was intended to be a date or teammates would invite themselves along.  

“For now, I’ll see what I can figure out tonight. Work some Kelley magic,” Kelley winked, bouncing out of the room.

Julie squeezed her fellow Redstars arm.

“We got you Lyss.”

The next morning, Alyssa and Y/N were sitting in the banquet room, each doing their own crossword, coffee sitting on the table in front of them.  Alyssa kept shooting glances towards Y/N. She had no idea what Kelley said or did after leaving the room.

“Why do you keep staring at me?” Y/N asked, tossing her crossword onto the table, pulling her coffee cup into her chest.

“I’m not, I’m not staring at you,” Alyssa stuttered out quickly, staring intently at her crossword.

Y/N rolled her eyes, picking up her crossword again.

Ashlyn and Kelley skipped over, each dramatically dropping into the chairs next to the two. Kelley threw her arm around the younger forward.

“Whatcha doing?” Kelley leaned in far too close; Y/N pulled herself away.

“Crossword,” Y/N replied sceptically, holding up the mentioned puzzle.

Alyssa watched from across the table, worried about what the two were planning.

“Sweet,” Ashlyn said disinterested, leaning over and taking the crossword from her hands. “Us keepers,” she motioned between herself and Alyssa, “want to practice PK’s after training today. You in to help?”

“Sure?” Y/N replied, confused. Normally Alyssa would ask her separate for something like that. Also finding is odd that Kelley was with Ashlyn asking, not Jane.

“Perfect!” Kelley shot up of the chair with a grin. “See you later you two.” She shot both women a wink and walked away.

“Subtle,” Alyssa tried to whisper lowly to Ashlyn who remained seated.

Y/N gave the two keepers a strange look, very confused about the short interaction.

“I’m going to uh, go,” Y/N got up, uncomfortable, feeling like she was part of some joke or prank.

Ashlyn’s smile immediately dropped. Alyssa’s as well, hating that she made Y/N feel uncomfortable.

“No, shit, Y/N come finish your crossword,” Ashlyn tried to stop her. “I was just leaving anyway.” Ashlyn got out of her seat, gesturing for the forward to sit back down.

“Nah, I was mostly done anyway,” Y/N replied quietly, suddenly feeling out of place. She grabbed her coffee cup and crossword and made her way out of the banquet room.

Alyssa watched her walk away, wanting to stop her and explain, but not fully knowing what to say.

“I’m sorry Lyss,” Ashlyn apologized. “We didn’t think she would leave.”

“Of course she would leave Ash!” Alyssa argued. “You know how sensitive she is and in her head she gets. You two being all weird wasn’t going to help!” Her frustration evident.

Alyssa shook her head, grabbed her things, leaving Ashlyn alone at the table.

For the rest of the day, Y/N was more quiet than usual. The odd interaction this morning had her on edge, she had been trying to keep her feelings towards the keeper to herself for awhile now. She didn’t think the keeper could possibly reciprocate them though, so she had resigned herself to just being friends. But after this morning, it felt like the other two had figured it out and were mocking her.  With that, she decided it would be best to just distance herself from the keeper and hope Ashlyn and Kelley would drop it.

Y/N had a terrible practice, she was all over the place; out of position, missing easy passes, passing the ball away, shots going incredibly wide. She felt like she couldn’t do anything right. By the time it was over, she was miserable. Several players had tried to ask was what was wrong, only to be blown off by the forward.

Vlatko and a couple coaches pulled her aside, each gently trying to ask what happened for such a poor performance. Y/N just hung her had saying she didn’t know. Even though she wasn’t in trouble, she still felt like she had been scolded and made her terrible mood even worse.

Alyssa watched the interaction from across the field, she could see how the practice and now her meeting with the coach was affecting the forward. While not normally one for physical affection, the keeper knew Y/N was and she just wanted to pull her into a hug and explain what happened this morning.

Instead, she jogged over to her, gently grabbing her arm to stop her walking away.

“Hey, we are still doing some PK’s if you want to stay.”

Y/N glanced behind Alyssa towards the net and could see several players all staring at them, some deliberately looking down when they noticed her looking.

“I couldn’t even hit the fucking net in practice, I doubt I’ll be any help to you now,” Y/N growled out.

Alyssa didn’t let get go of her arm, pulling her back when Y/N tried to pull away.

“Maybe it will help you work out some frustration then.”

“I don’t think so Lyss, thanks though. I’m just going to head back to the hotel, maybe swim some laps,” Y/N shook her head, walking away dejectedly.

This time Alyssa let her pull away, watching her walk to her gear. Alyssa turned toward the group waiting for her.

“Y/N not staying?” Alex asked.

“No, she’s heading back to the hotel.”

“We’ll fix this Unc, don’t worry,” Kelley tried to encourage.

“No, you’ll stay out of this like I wanted you to in the first place!” Alyssa snapped.

“What did you do?” Alex narrowed her eyes at the defender. Alyssa rarely got upset, so her reacting so harshly, so quickly was rare.  

“We just asked her to stay with PK’s!” Ashlyn tried to defend themselves.

“And made Y/N feel like uncomfortable. She hasn’t talked to anyone and had a shit practice. So stay out of it. Even if she doesn’t have feeling or does have feelings, I’m not losing my best friend because you guys had to meddle.”

Alyssa turned and joined one of the vans about to leave.

As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Alyssa began her search for Y/N. She needed to talk to the other woman before the rest of the team did. She knew even though she told them to stay out of it, there was no way they would actually listen.

Her first stop was the pool, immediately seeing the forward swimming back and forth. The keeper sat on the edge, dangling her feet in the water, waiting for Y/N to finish but not wanting to disturb her.

“What do you want Alyssa? I don’t want to talk about practice today. I want to swim until I can’t think straight, then sleep for the night, and hope tomorrow I can actually remember how to play soccer,” Y/N stood in the water next to the keepers legs.

“I know, and we don’t have to talk about practice. But I think I know what happened. Was it because of Ash and Kelley this morning?”

Y/N’s shoulders dropped. Alyssa could clearly see the tension in her body in the bathing suit she was wearing. She took a breath to steady herself, seeing the flesh briefly distracted her, but she had more important things. Y/N nodded her head.

“Felt like I you were all part of some joke and I was the punchline,” Y/N mumbled out, shrugging her shoulder, refusing to look away from the water.

Alyssa kicked Y/N’s side in the water, trying to get her to look up.

“Y/N/N, that wasn’t it at all. It was just Ash and Kelley being Ash and Kelley, you know how they are when they get some weird idea in their head.”

“I know, that’s the problem!” Y/N said a little louder, splashing the water. “It wasn’t some weird idea. I thought I was doing a decent job hiding them, but I guess they figured it out and were just teasing me about it, holding it over me without saying anything.”

Alyssa sat up straighter, creasing her eyebrows, now she was confused. She thought she was knew what was bothering Y/N, but now maybe she didn’t. What could she be hiding?

“Hiding what? What did they know?” Alyssa kicked her again.

Y/N froze, her hands pausing on top of the water.

“Fuck,” the forward whispered.

“What did they figure out Y/N?” another kick, firmer this time.

Y/N released a large sigh, her hands gently running through the water while she gathered her thoughts.

“They’re probably going to tell you anyway based off this morning, and I’d rather tell you instead of the I guess,” another kick in the water cut off the ramble. “I have feelings for you. I know you could never feel the same, so I’ve been trying to push them down, I’m fine being your friend. Somehow, they must have figured it out. I’m sorry they were weird with you this morning. I’ll tell them to drop it and leave you alone.”

Alyssa looped her heel around Y/N’s knee under the water, tugging it to force it to bend, causing the forward to crash into her legs. Y/N finally looked up, scowling.

“They were being weird this morning because they were trying to get me to tell you my feelings for you,” Alyssa chuckled awkwardly. “I don’t think they knew anything about yours.”

Y/N blushed, Alyssa could see it across her chest and up her neck. Both women stood silently, neither knowing what to say. Y/N fidgeted with the hem of the towel Alyssa was sitting on.

“Now’s when you kiss her! Or ask her out! Something!”  echoed through the pool. Followed by a smack and a quiet yelp.

They both looked to the doorway way to see Kelley and Ashlyn inside, with Ali and Alex beside them. Kelley rubbing her arm that Alex just hit.

“You know, we’re stronger than them, we could definitely throw them in the pool,” Y/N whispered, quiet enough the group at the door couldn’t hear.

“I’ll take Ash, you take Kelley?” Alyssa confirmed as Y/N climbed out of the pool.

Ali and Alex both seeming to know what was about to happen, moved behind Ashlyn and Kelley to prevent any escape attempts. The keeper and defender both oblivious to what was happening, each throwing out jokes about how neither actually asked the other out yet.

They both squealed when they were each picked up bridal style and carried towards the pool. Shouting at both to be put down and calling out random apologies.

Alyssa and Y/N both just laughed, easily tossing them into the pool.

Y/N squatted next to the edge, smiling at the now socked soccer players.

“Stay out of our relationship,” she attempted to look serious.

Ashlyn just splashed her.

“Really? I’m already in a bathing suit,” Y/N shook her head.

Straightening up, Y/N walked over to Alyssa.

“Coffee?” the forward asked.

“It’s a date,” Alyssa chuckled, shaking her head as well now.

“At least put some clothes on first!” Kelley called as she climbed out of the pool.

“Nah, I kind of like her like this,” Alyssa quipped back.

[numptypylon]

It’s July TOMORROW, so I won’t release another full teaser, going to try something else instead. I’ll start posting Eurail 2021: Our Track Record tomorrow, where you can follow new couple Callum and Rayla on their first couple’s vacation around Europe. I thought I would do like a mini-teaser for each chapter, one line of no-context dialogue per chapter/destination:

1 - Balloch, Scotland

“Ready for an adventure, by which I mean watching me sleep for the next 2 hours and 42 minutes?”

2 - Paris, France

“Teasing is the lingua franca for love languages. Deal with it.”

3 - Catalonia, Spain

“You do not get to be this sappy about two days, we talked about that, we won’t be that couple!”

4 - Costa del Sol, Spain

“Yeah. Easy-peasy. Pee-sy. Because I’m talking about pee.”

5 - Madrid, Spain

“Like… a hundred years from now, when our great-to-the-power-of-n-grandchildren will be up there, among the stars, meeting someone cute at the spaceship housing-share and taking years to pull their finger out because of our collective dna dooming them to new levels of idiocy. And then the sun expands and kills them, before they can make a move.”

6 - Santiago de Compostela, Spain

“Dad, did you really just drop your phone from laughing so hard at your own child who rang you because he needed some help and some sympathy?!”

7 - Porto, Portugal

“You guys have sleeping bags, I’ll just use those, and you guys can keep your bed, ‘cos I’m a bro like that.”

8 - Grimselpass, Switzerland

“Flowery meadows and romantic gestures and frolicking and shit.”

9 - San Gimignano, Italy - I

“Don’t look back in hanger!”

10 - San Gimignano, Italy - II

“It’s confirming wrong things about you that you used to think and… when you used to think something, it’s kinda a very short mind-walk back to that. And he’s not allowed to hurt you.”

11 - The Adriatic Sea

“Do you know how much tzasiki you can get for 250 euro, Callum?”

12 - Attica, Greece

“For a second there I thought you were proposing to me-”

13 - Brno, Czech Republic

“You know how much a human skull is worth?”

14 - Trier, German

“You can’t ask me that while you’re naked, that’s just not fair-”

15 - Bergheim, France

“So you’re damn right I’m saying you should go flirt with the French girl. You don’t even really need to flirt, just… do whatever you did before that made her flirt with you earlier. It very likely had something to do with being nice and courteous to a customer service worker. And pretty. So very pretty. But you’re good, there. And you should ask for more gewürztraminer, because she thought it was cute the way you took three tries to say it.”

16 - London, England

“At least if we had gone to see ‘Oliver!’, we would have blended in with the cast.”

[rosaliepostsstuff]

Chapter 5 - Of Halloween and Fred’s bluntness

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 George woke up from blissful sleep to be met with a dull headache. He went to reach and open the curtain of his four-poster, rubbing his face in the process and winced immediately, reminding himself of previous day’s events.

He lay back on the pillow, his bottom lip throbbing slightly.

He brought his fingers to the swollen lip, touching it carefully, thinking back to how your fingers would brush over it delicately as you tended to him last evening. You were too good for him.

Fred’s heavy groan, signalling his wake up, distracted George from going down the same path again as last night when his thoughts went spiralling, going over and over the short conversation you had right afterwards, until he passed out and fell asleep.

He stretched in his bed and lazily got up, ready to start the day.

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 They walked down the spiralled steps quickly, on their way to grab lunch, as it was way past time for breakfast. George slipped into the common room and saw you waiting at the table, writing something in your small notebook. You looked up soon enough and your eyes lit up when they met his, you slammed shut the notebook and slipped it into your bag.

“Hi there,” you waved to the three boys, walking up to them. Your gaze travelled to George’s lip and he noticed concern flood your eyes right away. You truly looked like an angel, smiling like that.

“How’s it feel?” you asked, twisting your face a bit and pointing at his mouth once you started walking. “Alright,” he answered, nodding, “it seems to be healing well, whatever you rubbed in it must’ve helped,” he smiled. “Ah see, magic,” you said, smugly, trying to appear mysterious. “Pure love,” Fred exclaimed, walking in the front, “and just the right amount of spit,” he added, turning to you for a moment, making the rest of you laugh.

 “Have you managed to finish your costumes?” You asked enthusiastically, before bringing a forkful into your mouth. “Yup,” George replied, clearly proud of himself. “We’re gonna look absolutely wicked, I’m so glad we agreed on this,”  Lee stated, and you smiled wider at the boys.

“Are you doing any make-up?” Fred asked. You bit your lip in thought, “Dunno… I mean, they’re cartoons, I don’t think they wear make-up..? But maybe…why?” “If you’re wearing make-up, and we’re not” Fred gestured between himself and George, “then we won’t be matching anymore,” he reasoned. “True. I could come over and we’d do it together, I could help you out. Might be fun. George..?” you asked, checking if he had any objections. “I’m cool,” he said, shrugging.

 George was lying in bed, in his outfit, waiting. Lee was putting on some finishing touches to his costume and Fred was still in his boxers and socks. Five minutes before the appointed time, they heard your signature knock on the door.

You walked in and upon seeing Fred’s ‘too-close-to-naked’ butt turned to you, twisted your face and gagged as a hello. “You’re early, sunshine,” Fred said cheekily, walking behind his bed and pulled back the curtain to get dressed behind it. George took a moment to notice how cute you looked in your costume. “On time, five minutes early,” you countered and went to sit down on George’s bed.

You gave him an appraising look, scanning him from head to toe and he felt a strong urge to pull his skirt down, making you chuckle. “Nice legs,” you winked. “I’d argue,” Fred declared, raising one of his own legs tantalizingly from behind the curtain.

“What’s up with your face?” Lee gave you a puzzled sort of look, only now turning to you properly.

Now that George thought about it, it did look a bit weird.

“I prepped my face and did my foundation, I’ll do the rest once I know what those two want me to do to their faces,” you said.

Yes, yes now that would explain it.

You opened your makeup bag and pulled some stuff George had no clue about. He’s never actually seen you do your makeup. At school, if you’re wearing any, he always saw you already in it. The only opportunity would be perhaps while you’re staying at the Burrow, but then you rarely bother wearing makeup.

Fred insisted on being your subject first. He wasn’t a very good one, though. Rather impatient and very mobile, restless, earning himself a few smacks on the shoulder from you.

Then it was George’s turn. He sat on the bed, facing you, and you shifted to sit as close as possible, to make your job easier. He felt your breath on his face as you scanned it carefully, then you got to work.

It came to his attention he rarely got to see your face from this perspective. Right in front of his eyes, and so close. All of your facial features, so familiar to him, he got to know even better.

“George…” you scolded him gently. “What?” he asked, genuinely confused. Were you talking about something and he wasn’t listening? No, he’d have noticed, he was staring at your lips. “Don’t move away! I can’t do it precisely when you lean back and I have to reach like that.” “I’m not leaning back,” George denied. “You’re leaning back, mate,” Fred pointed out and George realised he was, in fact, involuntarily leaning further back every time your face got closer.

He straightened his back once again and this time your face got pushed away like it was the same magnetic pole as his.

“You’re getting circles under your eyes,” he went to distract you, “you keep staying up lately.” You sighed softly, like you always do when he calls you out on something, but you know he’s right. “I don’t think I’ll have to anymore. Or not much longer, so I’ll get better with my sleep,” you explained. “And are you finally going to tell me what is it, that you were doing?” he asked accusingly. These past few weeks you kept brushing him off with ‘I’ll tell you soon enough’. “Better yet,” you smirked mischievously, “I might show you today if we leave before the sunset. It won’t be as impressive in the dark,” you stated, making the three boys’ curiosity peak.

You carefully put on some finishing touches on George’s lips, careful of the cut. “Voila!” you exclaimed, pulling away to admire your work.

Fred looked at his brother with a frown, then glanced at himself in a mirror. “You did a wonky job on my eyes!” he said, pointing his finger. “Uhh- you did a wonky job staying still,” you replied, grabbing all the necessary products to finish your makeup in front of a mirror. The boys found watching you do it surprisingly satisfying.

 “Oh, and Julie’s coming over later so I’ll be hanging out with her,” Fred noted as the four of you left their dorm. “Congratulations,” George said sarcastically and Fred gave him a look. “So what?” “So, you know what hanging out means. I need you out of the room,” Fred replied, accentuating the last part.

George groaned. He knew he’d be tired after going out and the prospect of not being able to get back to his room for Merlin knows how long was not welcome, but he didn’t argue.

“Oh come on, Merlin knows you should get laid. You’d relax a little,” Fred stated (Lee snorted in the background) and George glared at him, feeling betrayed. Fred looked at your surprised face, “and you too. Both of you, actually,” he added, waving his finger between George and you. (Lee crouched down to avoid collapsing from laughing so hard.)

You and George stared at him with your jaws dropped, mortified. “Oh, my sweet little beans, I didn’t say you have to get laid with each other!” Fred clasped his hands dramatically, “…necessarily,” he added with a sweet, mischievous smile.

George smacked his brother across the head. You started laughing, partly as a defensive reaction, partly because of Lee’s contagious laughter.

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 On your way to Hogsmeade, you went off-course a little. You led the boys towards one of the outer sides of the castle, near the clocktower courtyard and a path leading to the lake. Once you were out in the open, it was hard to miss – a huge, windowless, wall, and on it-

“Pink toad can suck a butt?” Lee read out loud. “What is that?!” Fred questioned in disbelief. You crossed your arms on your chest proudly, “Moss graffiti. Alicia and I did this,” you explained gazing once again at your masterpiece. George looked at the writing in amusement, “And you did all this-“ “In the cover of the night, yeah,” you replied before he could finish. “They’ll never catch me,” you whispered theatrically. “It was worth losing a little sleep. It’s so stupid it’s hilarious.”

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 By the time you stepped through the gate of Hogsmeade, George’s legs were pretty cold and he concluded that in this temperature a little wind between the legs doesn’t seem so great after all. Looking down at his pink dress, he silently thanked himself for giving in to you when you told him to wear tights because he would’ve felt really stupid right about now.

He looked to his left and could see your wide grin as you bit your bottom lip in excitement, looking around all the decorations. With a little help of magic, your hair was now the exact same shade as Bubbles’, tied in two neat pigtails. Dressed in a very similar dress as his, but blue, you clutched your stuffed octopus to your chest.

You made sure to take a group photo as a souvenir for the future and then commenced your Halloween celebrations. Trick or treating with lots of tricks and playing games, you got complimented on your group-coordinated outfits every now and then. Butterbeer was flowing, candy was consumed and memories were made.

That evening George was thankful as ever for your company in the common room while his twin occupied the dorm.

With most of your energy drained, legs falling out and bellies full of unhealthy snacks, you lay on the couch in front of the fire, talking nonsense.

As both of you grew more sleepy and the pauses in your conversation grew longer, he got lost in his thoughts. Perhaps his brother was right. Perhaps he should just get laid.

Perhaps, he should get over himself.

[toxophilitis]

Family Fun cont.

Chapter 21 ‘This should be good!’, Bob thought, ‘I bet she picks the smallest trunks she can find.’ He took off his tee shirt and waited impatiently for her to return. He was looking forward to this. If she turned out to be as hot as she pretended to be, this could turn out to be a memorable afternoon after all!

A minute later, Julie returned with a pair of her brother’s swimming trunks. She had purposely chosen the skimpiest pair she could find, and couldn’t wait to see him wearing them.

“Here!” she said, handing Bob the trunks, “You can change in the pool shed if you like!”

“No, I’ll change here. Nobody can see us can they?” he asked, enjoying the look of total surprise on her face. ‘Two can play at this game sweetheart’, he thought. Julie’s heart skipped a beat. “Ahhh... Umm... Nnno, nobody can see. The fence is too tall,” she stammered unable to believe her ears.

Bob started to remove his shorts. “Aren’t you going to turn ‘round while I change?” he asked.

Julie fought an urge to say, ‘No, Lover! I want to see your cock!’, and instead replied, “Yeah, sure. Sorry Bob!” Reluctantly the young girl turned her back on him as he quickly dropped his shorts and pulled on the ill-fitting trunks. Her pussy twitched as she tried to imagine him naked. When he finished, Bob reached out and playfully slapped her firm young backside before diving gracefully into the pool.

“Last one in’s a rotten egg!” he yelled as he hit the surface. Julie, giggled and dived in after him, her slim, youthful figure cutting through the water like a knife. She surfaced and looked around. He was nowhere in sight! Then, she caught sight of a shadow moving towards her, under the water. As Bob came up in front of her, Julie dove under again, practically shoving her ass into his face. She turned over and floated on her back, deliberately showing him more of her tits and crotch. Bob watched her move about the pool, she was deliberately teasing him. She obviously needed fucking and she was practically asking for it. He swam the length of the pool once, hoping to cool off, and wound up in the shallow end.

Suddenly, Julie’s head brushed against his legs. When she broke the surface and stood up, she was so close that her tits brushed temptingly against his chest.

“Hi”, she said flashing him a sexy smile. Bob grinned back. “Hello, honey.” She reached back behind her neck and undid the string of her bikini top, letting her tits fall free. Bob looked down at them. They were large and lightly tanned, and stood out without the trace of any sag.  Firm, young tits just made for a man’s hands. His balls ached. He wanted to pull her to him and fuck his cock into her fourteen year-old cunt until she screamed for mercy, but he still wasn’t sure that Julie wasn’t a little prick-teaser who would cry ‘Rape!’ if he got too serious. He had to find out!

“Do you like my tits, Bob?” asked Julie, cupping her hands under each creamy breast.

“You bet, baby! They’re fantastic!” he gasped.

“Wanna touch them?” smiled Julie.

“Ohhh, Jesus Christ, yes!” groaned Bob. Julie held his hands to her tits, and Bob wasted no time in squeezing and fondling the resilient globes with his fingers. Meanwhile, Julie began to press her lower body urgently against his rising hardon.

She felt his cock quiver and jump as she rubbed her moistening mound insistently back and forth against it. The lips of her eager young pussy flowered open as his prick pressed roughly between her thighs, seeking out the narrow, little slit with practiced ease. Bob pulled the girl towards him and whispered in her ear. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”

Julie gasped. “What do you think?”

“I think I’m going to fuck you!”

Bob glanced around. There was no one to be seen, and she was right, the high pool fence prevented anybody seeing what they were doing...

Chapter 22 Pulling her to the edge of the pool, Bob lifted her up and slid his fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, almost ripping the flimsy garment from her body in an wild attempt to get at her tempting young cunt. As soon as her pussy was exposed, Bob cupped the pert little mound with his palm and squeezed, letting his middle finger slide into the hot, slippery cuntflesh. It was too much for Julie. The little teenager whimpered submissively, telling him in no uncertain terms, exactly what she wanted him to do to her.

“Fuck me! Ooooh, Christ Bob, Fuck me hard! I’ve been looking forward to this all day!” Julie threw her arms around the boy’s strong shoulders and raised her knees, holding them wide apart so he could enter her.

“Ohhhhhh, yeahhhhh, baby! I’m gonna fuck you alright!” he growled, pulling down the front of his trunks.

With one hand he took hold of his stiff throbbing, prick, the other cupped her tiny ass, holding her steady. With eager haste, Bob pressed his cock into the girl’s waiting pussy, but Julie was so small that at first he couldn’t locate the entrance her compact little cunt. But, after a bit of wiggling on her part, he found her tiny sexual opening with the tip of his cock and pressed harder, forcing his meaty rod inch by inch, into her juicy, little fuckhole.

“Ungghhhhh! Jesus, baby! That’s fuckin’ tight!” he grunted, easing his big cock into her little twat real slow.

‘Christ, if her cunt is this tight, how much tighter must her cute little asshole be?’, Bob wondered. His cock swelled at the thought, which made it even harder to get the long thick shaft fully into the panting girl’s vice-like slit. The water, and Julie’s abundant cuntal excretions soon helped his cock penetrate the snug little tube, and it wasn’t long before he was balls-deep in her tiny cuntal sheath. Once his prick was lodged fully inside her snatch, Bob grabbed the cheeks of her tight, little ass and began thrusting. Julie squealed like a stuck pig, feeling the fullness of a man-sized prick in her little juvenile cunt for the first time.

Russ Miller’s boyish dick was nothing compared to this! But Julie was suddenly glad that Russell had taken her virginity with his smaller cock, because she knew that if Bob had been the one, she would have been sore for weeks! Jerking and bucking her hips up to meet his screwing cock, Julie held onto the edge of the pool as Bob fucked her savagely. His big prick felt rock-hard, and it rubbed her clit with every stroke. She squirmed her little ass around wildly as Bob rammed into her, holding her ass out of the water, cupping her tiny asscheeks for leverage.

Julie arched her back and gyrated her hips as his cock penetrated her deeply. She felt totally filled up, yet strained to get every last inch of his dick inside her sex-starved little snatch. Bending down, Bob captured one of her strawberry-pink nipples in his mouth. She cradled his head against her breasts as he sucked it, small moans of pleasure spilling from her parted lips. Julie’s legs were wrapped around his thighs, pulling herself onto his fucking cock as she hung to the edge of the pool for dear life.

As the handsome youth fucked her, Julie began to wonder what a slightly bigger cock would feel like. Bob was big, and it felt wonderful, but she knew from experience that he was not as big as her brother or her father. Their massive pricks would surely split her cunt wide open.  Deep down, she had a determination to find out! Bob pulled her mouth to his, and kissed her roughly, his tongue soaring into her mouth as his cock soared into her cunt. He held her hips with both hands and laid her back until the girl was almost horizontal on the water. At this angle, the upper ridge of Bob’s prick rasped deliciously against the hard nub of her sensitive, young clitoris. Julie groaned loudly, bucking her hips against him, close to orgasm. One more stroke and she’d be there, over the edge.

Chapter 23 “Ooooooh! Uhnnngghh! Unnngghhh! Fuck! Fuck Me Bobby!... 

 Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Julie came with a series of high-pitched moans and grunts, grinding her tight, little-girl pussy, hard onto the older boy’s drilling cock.

Bob continued fucking into her as she came, tearing through her tangled, wet cuntbush, and burying his prick deep in her tight, teenaged twat. His cock remained buried in her cunt even after Julie dropped her legs into the water beside him and stood up on tiptoes to kiss his panting mouth. She was impaled on his cock, and it was still hard! Her cunt began to quiver at the thought. Jesus, but she wanted more of that!

“God! You’re a delicious little fuck, kid!” he said.

“Oh, Bobby! That was fantastic! Do it to me again, please??” Julie whispered, covering the boy’s neck and cheek with a flurry of hot little kisses.

Bobby laughed. “Ok Baby, but let’s go inside where we can be a little more comfortable. I’m starting to get a little bit cold”

“Yeah, we can do it on my mother’s bed. I’ve always wanted to get fucked on my mother’s bed,” she confided. ‘Me too!’, Bobby thought with a smile, ‘But you’ll do for now. Until I can get my cock into your mother. Shit! If she’s anything like you, baby, it’ll be dead easy’

He followed her into the house, watching her naked young behind wiggle all the way. ‘Jesus H. Christ! What a hot little nympho!’ He was going to fuck and suck her tight, juicy little fourteen year-old pussy until she couldn’t take any more, and then he’d fuck her mother. Maybe he’d fuck them both at the same time! One on his cock, the other on the end of his tongue. Bob was partial to a bit of pussy munching, especially if he could get Tina involved! Christ, how he’d love to stick his tongue into Tina’s wet, juicy slit and eat out that creamy cunt of hers! Maybe while her daughter wrapped her tight lips or cunt around his jutting cock. The possibilities were endless!

Chapter 24 Kelly Conroy lay sprawled on her bed, trying to read. Her mother, Debbie, had gone out shopping soon after her brother had left to go next door and clean the Simpson’s pool. She was suddenly all alone in the house with nothing to do. She had listened to the stereo for a while and even watched some TV but it was no good, she was utterly bored. Finally, she had selected a novel from the bookshelf in her room and settled down to read it. She tried desperately to get involved with the story line, but her mind just wouldn’t concentrate.

She wondered what was taking her brother so long. The last time he spent this much time cleaning a pool, he had told her rather proudly that the woman of the house had tried to seduce him. ‘The other way round, more likely!’, Kelly thought. She knew her twin brother well, they thought alike, and had much the same tastes, particularly in sex.  Bob had been fucking her since that fateful night about three years, when he had taken her virginity. Since then, Kelly seemed to sense when he needed sex and vice versa. Not only that, Bobby was regularly fucking their mother too!

It had all started about a six months after their father left. He had run off with his secretary, a young girl half his age, and the whole family was devastated. But soon, as they do, things returned to normal.  Normal that is except that their mother, who was an attractive, highly sexed woman was no longer getting laid as often as she had been accustomed to. In fact, she wasn’t getting laid at all! So in frustration, Debbie had turned to her son, Bob.

It didn’t happen suddenly. She must have been thinking about it for weeks, trying to suppress the increasingly incestuous thoughts she was beginning to have about her handsome young son. Then, one night after returning home from a party, more than slightly tipsy, Debbie had undressed and climbed into her own son’s bed. The liquor and her enforced celibacy had turned her into a sex-starved animal. Poor Bob never stood a chance, not that he put up much of a fight. With a gorgeous, naked woman suddenly in his bed, Bob reacted like any other red-blooded male would have done, and fucked his mother to within an inch of her life!

Debbie must have wanted it something awful, because the noise they made woke Kelly up. The young girl raced to her brother’s room only to find her mother squatting on Bobby’s erect cock, riding him like a bucking bronco, relieving her many weeks of pent-up, sexual hunger in one almighty fuck!

Kelly had not been immune to her brother’s obvious masculine charms herself, and often fantasized about his big, fat cock whilst she masturbated her juicy young slit to a creamy froth. So, as she stood in the doorway, watching her brother’s magnificent prick slice upwards into their mother’s gooey cunt, Kelly’s initial surprise was quickly replaced by pure lust, tinged with a substantial amount of jealousy!

Bob looked up and saw her as she fled from the room, but he was so engrossed in fucking his mother’s writhing cunt, that he said nothing.  Kelly returned to her room and fell onto the bed, listening to her mother’s muffled groans. In her mind’s eye, she could see her brother’s cock sliding powerfully between her mother’s ripe, hairy cuntlips as the sex-crazed woman bucked up and down on him. A strong thrill of arousal shivered through her young body as she imagined herself back in Bob’s bedroom, kneeling between their thighs, staring at the junction of their fucking organs. In her mind’s eye, she watched herself lower her mouth to her mother’s cuntlips and begin to lick the tasty glistening flesh as her brother’s cock slid into it.

The scene enfolded in her brain like a pornographic movie except that the moans and groans were real! They were coming from her brother’s bedroom, right down the hall! In her fantasy, she licked them both with equal vigour, cleaning her mother’s cunt juice from her brother’s pistoning cock with her lips and tongue.

Chapter 25 Kelly didn’t know what turned her on more, the thought of licking her brother’s cock, or the thought of licking her mother’s cunt! With a moan, she opened the front of her nightie and slid one of her hands in to cup the soft flesh of her tits. The other dropped immediately to her moist crotch and slid under the waistband of her panties to delve between the slick parted lips of her highly aroused young pussy.

Her vivid fantasy became more and more lurid as Kelly pictured her mother’s juicy cunt plastered over her sucking mouth while her strong, handsome brother fucked her own tight little hole with his hard prick.  She was lost in a fantasy world where anything was possible and everything was pleasurable. So engrossed was she in fact, that she didn’t notice that the noises coming from her brother’s bedroom had stopped. She continued to squeeze her hard little tits and rub her juice-soaked little pussy, moaning softly at the pleasure rapidly building in her loins.

Suddenly, Kelly’s eyes flew open as light from the hallway streamed into her darkened bedroom. Bobby stood in the doorway staring down at her scantily clad figure. He was only a silhouette to her, but she knew he was staring at the hand moving vigorously between her parted thighs.  Bob, moved into the room and sat down on the bed beside her.

“You ok sis?” he asked, genuinely concerned. He had seen the look on her face as she’d ran from his room, and wanted to comfort her. Kelly threw her arms round her brother’s broad shoulders and hugged him tightly.

“Bobby! You fucked Mom!” she sobbed accusingly. Bob held her closely, feeling the twin points of her hard little nipples pressing into his chest.

“Oh, Kelly!” he whispered, “I’m sorry! Mom was so hot for it. You saw her. I couldn’t help myself!” The heat from her body was fierce, and the pressure of her firm, young tits against his body was driving him crazy.

“You seemed to be enjoying it!” she replied, looking up into his deep brown eyes.

“Well sure I did, Sis. Jeez, I’m only human after all!” he said.

Kelly mustered up the courage to ask him more about the actual details.

“Did you come in Mom’s ... umm... Mom’s...” she stammered, unable to say the word in front of her brother, despite what had happened.

“Cunt?” Bob finished the sentence for her.

“Yes. Did you come in her c... cunt?”

“No Sis, Mom was so hot she came long before I was ready.” He smiled, reading the look of relief on her pretty young features.

“Ohhh Bob, It made me so horny watching you and Mom!” cried Kelly, caressing her hands lovingly over the muscles of her brother’s back. “I was so turned on, I had to take care of myself with my fingers.”

“So I noticed,” he smiled, But it’s much better if someone else does it for you, Sis. Here let me show you.”

Bob’s hands roamed down over his sister’s naked flesh, seeking the warm, humid softness of her exposed pussy. Kelly gasped involuntarily and parted her legs, as her brother’s palm slid down over the firm curve of her belly. She gasped again as she felt his hand move up the inside of her thighs, then moaned aloud as his fingertips touched her pussy. Instinctively, Kelly reached for his prick and pulled it out of his shorts. Despite having just fucked their mother, it was rock-hard.  Kelly marvelled at the size of it, running her fingers up and down the long, thick stem. It felt bigger much than she remembered. Bob pushed aside the elastic of her panties and inserted a finger into his sister’s tight, juicy little cunt.

Chapter 26 “Oooohoooooh!” she moaned as his long finger slid deeply into her sucking hole, “Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck it into my cunt, and make me come!”

Bob liked the way his sister begged for it for it, pleading to be fucked, just like their mother had done earlier. It really turned him on, and his cock began to throb and pulse in her hand. He had lied to her about coming in his mother’s cunt, because he felt ashamed. He had in fact, pumped her spasming womb full of his hot, white jism until it ran out and covered their thighs. He had felt shame at the time, because he had enjoyed it so much. But now, he felt no shame at all, only a deep burning desire to fuck his twin sister.

Although he had just spent a load of sperm inside his mother, Bob knew that there was plenty left for Kelly. It was building all the time, and his balls once more began to ache with fullness. Bob slipped a second finger into his sister’s well-lubricated cunt and forced her back onto the pillows with his other hand. The moaning young girl spread her legs wide to allow him better access, her cunt gushing pussy-juice around her brother’s fingers as it throbbed with heated excitement. All Kelly could think about was the anticipation of his cock.

Instinctively moving her hips up and down, Kelly timed the motions of her twat to coincide with the plunging dives if her brother’s stiff digits. She could feel her tortured little clitoris poking its way between her cuntlips, little electric tingles shooting and bursting across her quivering loins. Finally, needing to find a release for her passions, Kelly whimpered, “Bobby, I want you to fuck me! I want you to put your big, fat prick inside my cunt and fuck me. Oooooh, please do it to me. Just like you did to Mom!”

Bob acted instantly this time and quickly wriggled out of his shorts.  Slipping his thumbs under the elastic of his sister’s wet panties, he slid them down over her long, slim legs, leaving them crumpled in a heap around her ankles. Bob spread her thighs as wide as he could and moved between them, whistling under his breath at the sight of Kelly’s open pussy. It was deep red inside, and tight! Much smaller than his mother’s tender twat had been. His mother’s cuntlips had spread open widely, exposing the many folds of juicy, pink cuntflesh. Kelly’s on the other hand was neat and tidy, the fur-lined outer lips only just revealing the glistening inner folds, even with her legs so widely spread apart.

Kelly remembered the expression on her brother’s face as he looked at her naked cunt for the first time. She didn’t know it then, but she would see that same hungry look many times in the future, in fact, every time he sucked her pussy.

“Christ, you’re beautiful down there Sis!” Bob groaned bending down towards the object of his desire, “I have to taste you!”

His lips closed over her gaping slit, drawing the flesh of her tender young twat into his mouth. He slipped both hands under her trim little ass and pulled her cunt hard up against his jaw. As his tongue slipped between the lips of her pussy and stabbed into her dilated hole, Bob heard his sister cry out.

“Ohhhhh, yessss Bobby! You big gorgeous prick! Suck it! Suck my cunt!”

Kelly squealed with delight as she felt her brother’s hot wet tongue lapping at the quivering flesh of her juicy, open slit. Encouraged by her lusty cries, Bob rammed his tongue all the way inside his sister’s tasty cunt, stopping only when his nose pressed tightly against her clit. In response, Kelly pushed her compact little cunt-mound up hard against her brother’s mouth, moving her slim young hips in time with the boy’s jabbing tongue.

Chapter 27 When her brother sucked the stem of her throbbing little love button deep into the back his mouth, Kelly almost screamed with pleasure. She held onto him by the ears and pressed his face against her squirming cunt. In turn, Bob twisted his juice-drenched mouth from side to side, trying to burrow his delving tongue ever more deeply into Kelly’s sweet, gaping cunthole. Bob loved the flavour of his sister’s tasty pussy. He could have happily eaten her eager little snatch all night, but the ache in his balls and the rock-hard pole swinging between his legs told him it was time for some serious fucking. Lifting his face from his sister’s twat, Bob scrambled between her skinny thighs and placed his cock where his tongue had just been. Kelly felt so wet, Bob tried to enter his little sister in one stroke, but his swollen organ was less than halfway in when it reached a spongy barrier.

“Jesus Christ, Sis... you’re a virgin!’, he said with a startled cry.

“Ohhhhh, yes Bobby, yes... but please don’t stop!” squealed Kelly. “I want you to fuck me! Oooooooooh, take my cherry, Bobby... I wanna get fucked!”

His sister’s wanton request excited Bobby beyond belief.

“Jesus, Kelly! I’ll fuck you sweetheart! Oh, yeahhh! I’ll fuck you good!” he gasped, stroking her flushed cheek.

Bobby had the urge to slam right down into her, to fuck his prick up into his sister’s tight, slippery little twat as hard as he could. But he knew that she wouldn’t be able to take it just yet, it would hurt her something terrible.

Instead, Bobby paused and rested his weight on both hands, giving Kelly a chance to accept his thickness inside her. The part of his cock that was already inside her, was getting a really tight squeeze as the walls of his little sister’s virginal pussy closed around its girth. Her warm cuntal walls clenching around his prick soon made him want to go even deeper. With a short, hard stab, he forced his cock in a little further. Kelly screamed, and at the same instant, Bob felt her hymen give way. With a triumphant cry his cock disappeared inside his sister’s tight young cunt until his balls pressed snugly against the damp hairless, little groove of her ass.

Kelly began screaming differently as soon as Bobby began to move his huge cock inside her.

“Yessss! Fuck me! Oh, God yes! Jesus that’s fantastic! Screw me, Bobby!  Don’t ever stop!” Her back was arched and her eyes were tightly closed as her brother began to pump into her upthrust cunt with long, deep satisfying strokes.

Kelly remembered coming half a dozen times that night, three of them before Bobby even shot off his first scalding load deep within her heaving belly. Her pussylips twitched and her cunt began to simmer with wet heat as Kelly remembered back to that first night, and all the wonderful incestuous pleasure they had experienced since. When it came to sex, her bother was insatiable. He had fucked her once this morning already. A long slow, wake-up fuck which had left Kelly wanting more.  But after that phone call from Mr Simpson this morning, Bob had hurried off next door, all too quickly she thought.

‘I wonder if my darling brother is getting his rocks off with Tina Simpson?’, she mused, a sly smile wrinkling her pretty mouth, ‘I’ll bet he is, the horny little devil!’ Tossing her book aside Kelly ran down the hall and out the back door, determined to find out. Next door, she found the pool area empty, and Bob’s cleaning kit lying next to the pool shed. Kelly hurried towards the house. The side doors were open and she peeked inside, listening for sounds of activity.

The house appeared to be empty, so spurred on by the excitement of what she might find, Kelly stepped inside. There was no one in the kitchen or living room, but she could hear a faint, muffled sound coming from somewhere. As she moved down the hallway, it became louder and louder until Kelly recognized a familiar moaning sound. It was her brother! He was definitely fucking someone, she knew that much, but who? ‘Tina Simpson, for sure!’ thought Kelly, ‘He’s always boasted that he’d fuck her one day. Maybe he’s actually succeeded!’. She tiptoed quickly down towards the source of the noise. It was coming from one of the bedrooms at the end of the hall, and Kelly’s pulse quickened with excitement as she moved closer.

Chapter 28 The door was closed, so she carefully tried the doorknob. Locked! Kelly looked at the knob in desperation. It was one of those multi-purpose household doorknobs with a locking switch on the inside and a groove on the outside so that in case of an emergency, the door could be opened from the outside using a screwdriver or a coin or something. Of course!  A coin! Kelly checked her pockets and pulled out a five cent piece.  ‘Just the right size’, she thought smiling to herself, ‘and it was an emergency after all, wasn’t it?’ Kelly turned the lock and very, very carefully opened the door a fraction.

Peeking inside, she saw two naked bodies writhing on the bed. One of them was her brother, but Kelly couldn’t see who the other belonged to.  She was on her back with her legs spread, and Bob was on top of her with his back to the door, pumping his cock into her tight cunt. And boy did it ever look tight! From this angle, Kelly had an unobstructed view between her brother’s legs.

She could clearly see how the girl’s slick cuntflesh gripped her brother’s cock, pulling out around it as he withdrew and being forced inside as he rammed back down. ‘Jesus! That’s making me hot, just looking at it!’ though Kelly, licking her lips. Suddenly, the girl on the bed squealed loudly, “Mmmmmm! That’s so good! 

So fuckin’ good!...  Shove it in me!... Fuck me hard!”

“Uhhhhh, You mean like this baby?” grunted Bob, jerking his hips downwards with rapid, sledgehammer thrusts.

“Uhhhh! God! Oooooh, fuck! Mmmmmmm, yesss! Uhhh! Just like that!”

Suddenly, Kelly recognized the girl’s voice. “Julie?” whispered Kelly under her breath, “She’s only fourteen!” She couldn’t believe it! Her brother was fucking a kid! ‘She sure didn’t sound like a kid.’, she thought, listening to Julie’s graphic language. Looking closer, Kelly decided that Julie didn’t act like a kid either! Julie’s thighs were spread wide apart with her heels locked around her lover’s waist.

As Bob fucked his cock into the youngster’s tightly-stretched cunt, her slim, pubescent hips bucked high up off the bed to meet his every powerful thrust. Kelly licked her lips at the wonderful sight of her brother’s cock sliding wetly in and out of the child’s juicy snatch.  She was getting so turned on, she simply had to join in. She was sure Bob wouldn’t mind, but she wasn’t too sure about Julie. ‘Well only one way to find out,” she thought, pushing open the door. The pair on the bed were far too engrossed in fucking each others brains out to notice as Kelly stepped into the room and locked the door behind her.

“Well! Well! Well! What have we here?” asked Kelly loudly, moving over to the bed. Both Bob and Julie stopped dead in their tracks and turned as one, toward the sound of the unexpected voice.

“Kelly!” said Bob, looking relieved, “Jesus! You scared the living shit out of me!” “Aren’t you pleased to see me big brother?” Kelly said, sitting casually on the edge of the bed. She always referred to Bob as her ‘big’ brother, even though they were twins. It had started out because he was born first, exactly one minute older that his sister, but once she had seen and felt the size of his cock, she took great pleasure in calling him her ‘BIG’ brother.

Julie looked like she was in shock. Her mouth was still open but nothing was coming out of it. It was kind of erotic and Kelly suddenly pictured Bob’s cock between Julie’s slackly parted lips.

“What’s wrong honey?” asked Kelly, “Cat got your tongue?” she smiled at the terrified girl, trying to calm her down.

“W... what are you doing here?” asked Julie, trying to hide under Bob.  “I heard there was a little orgy going on over here”, replied Kelly, “so I decided to come over and see for myself!”

Chapter 29 Julie looked at Kelly with total confusion, “What? I don’t understand!” “Well Baby, why don’t we let my big brother here answer that one,” said Kelly, reaching out lovingly to caress the taut, round cheeks of her brother’s naked ass.

“What’s she talking about, Bob?” asked Julie, “Is she gonna tell Mom and Dad about us?” The young fourteen year-old began to look more than a little more worried.

“No way! She’s probably sorry she didn’t get here earlier. If I know my sister, I bet she want’s to join in!” Bob replied with a cheeky grin, “Do you think we should let her, baby?”

“But she’s your sister!” countered Julie, realizing how hypocritical it was after what she and her own brother had done in the shower this morning.

“Don’t worry, I fuck her all the time!” boasted Bob, “I even fuck my Mom too! 

Both of ‘em can’t get enough of my cock. What do you think of that?” Julie’s little cunt twitched around Bob’s prick at the very thought of him having sex with both his sister and mother.

“I... I don’t know!” said Julie, glancing shyly in Kelly’s direction,

“It’s Ok I guess. I’ve had the same kind of thoughts lately myself”

“Really?” asked Kelly, “About who?”

Julie began to feel a little uncomfortable.

“About my father and brother!” she confessed with embarrassment. Julie told them everything. About watching her parents, about her brother in the shower, and about her father beside the pool this morning.

“Jesus, Babe! No wonder you almost raped me this afternoon. You must have been horny as hell!” laughed Bob, caressing the girl’s tits. His cock was still buried in her cunt, and it had lost little of it’s former hardness. The hot, tight grip of Julie’s pussy having a lot to do with that.

“Well? Are you two just going to lie there like that, or are we going to get this show on the road?” asked Kelly, standing up to undress.

They watched as Kelly took of her top. The dark haired girl wore no bra, and as her firm, rounded tits fell free, Julie shuddered with an excitement she had never felt before. Bob felt the girl’s cunt moisten noticeably around his cock as the temporarily subdued fires in Julie’s hot little twat began to burn fiercely once more.

“Are you really going to join us, Kelly?” murmured Julie, “I don’t know if I can do it with somebody watching!”

“Don’t worry darling, I won’t be watching for long!” husked Kelly, stepping out of her skirt. Both pairs of eyes on the bed were watching her as she undressed. She left her panties on, and knelt next to them, spreading her thighs as wide as she could so they could both see her cute little panty-covered mound.

Bob’s mouth began to water, and he licked his lips sexily as soon as he saw the telltale, moisture seeping through the front of his twin sister’s panties. Kelly saw his lewd gesture and smiled, “Hungry, brother dear?” she murmured, running her fingers lightly up and down the crotch of her panties, feeling the wet heat radiating through the thin nylon. Bob knew that his sister liked to leave her panties on when she masturbated. She said that the erotic feeling of wet nylon rubbing over her slippery flesh always made her extra horny.

“Jesus, you look good, Kel!” groaned Bob, beginning to move his cock in Julie’s cunt as he watched his sister’s fingers push the thin fabric into her juicy slit. “Good enough to eat, big brother?” grinned Kelly, pulling the elastic of her panties aside to give him a look at the moist, pink inner flesh of her tasty young pussy.

Chapter 30 “Why don’t you bring that hot, tasty little fur-burger of yours over here where I can get my mouth on it, and I’ll show you, Sis!”

Julie listened intently to the lewd exchange between brother and sister, hardly believing it possible! She began to lift her cunt up at Bob, urging him to continue fucking her. His cock had grown even larger now that his sister was with them, and Julie began to feel a twinge of jealousy.

“Fuck me, Bobby!” she pleaded, “Please, fuck me like you did before!” The boy began to move his hips once more, stroking his large cock in and out of the youngster’s tightly clasping slit.

Kelly stood up once more and stepped out of her saturated panties.  “Yeah! Fuck her Bobby!” whispered his sister, climbing onto the bed, “Fuck her hot little cunt real good... and while you’re doing that, you can suck on mine!”

Kelly stood facing her brother with one foot either side of Julie’s shoulders so that his mouth was in line with her pussy. With legs spread far apart, she ran her fingers through the dark, curly pubic bush between her legs and pulled open her pussylips for him. Bob moaned deep in his throat at the exquisite sight directly in front of his eyes.

His sister had always had a gorgeous little cunt, and ever since that night years ago, when she had first let him suck it, Bob had never tired of eating her tasty little slit. He watched as it flowered open before his eyes, revealing her most private inner parts to his lustful gaze.

“Move closer Kel! I can’t reach you!” he said, jerking forwards trying to get his lips onto his sister’s tasty twat. The movements thrust his prick further into Julie, who moaned loudly, delighted at the extra deep penetration. Kelly arched her crotch towards her brother, pushing it at him. Bob pressed his face into her hot, wet gash and began to lick and suck hungrily the familiar flesh.

Julie looked up and saw Bob’s tongue quickly disappear into Kelly’s squirming cunt. The young girl couldn’t believe it! She had heard about this form of sex, but this was the first time she had ever actually seen it. It was stimulating to say the least! Especially since the two participants were brother and sister. Julie thought of her own brother and wondered if John would do that to her. She humped her little cunny up onto Bob’s driving cock, quivering at the very prospect of having her brother suck her cunt.

‘Ohhh, yes’, she thought, ‘I’d love it if Johnny would pull off my panties and stuck his tongue into my fuckhole like that. 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Yesssss!’ What about her father? Could she get him to lick her hot, wet cuntslit too? Ohhhhh, what about both of them at once! Julie began to writhe and squirm her tight little twat up at Bobby’s cock as wanton incestuous thoughts filled her young mind.

Bob’s lips were everywhere at once as he licked and sucked hungrily at Kelly’s musky young gash. Knowing exactly how his sister liked it, Bob repeatedly dragged the tip of his tongue through her cuntslit from asshole to clit and back again, stopping only to stab it deep into her juicy little hole. This brought loud moans from the highly aroused Kelly who grabbed the back of her brother’s head and pressed his face into her eager snatch.

“Bobby! Ohhh, Jesus Christ yesss! Use your tongue like a cock, baby! Stick it right up into my cunt!”

Her brother quickly obliged. Spreading his mouth over her hairy opening, he plunged his stiff tongue as far up inside her straining pussy as he could, sucking noisily.

“Arhhhh! That’s it! Unggghh! You’re making me want to come already!”

Chapter 31 Julie watched with fascination as Bob sucked his sister’s hard, erect clit back and forth between his lips. Kelly’s knees almost buckled with the exquisite pleasure she was experiencing. From her position directly under Kelly’s open thighs, Julie could see everything. It helped to speed up her own orgasm watching Bob suck his sister’s squirming snatch while he fucked her. Bob’s cock was moving at full steam now, slamming into Julie’s cunt at almost the same tempo with which his tongue was stabbing into Kelly’s twat. All three were nearing orgasm now, and the room filled with the wet slapping sounds of flesh against flesh and the musky aroma of hotly aroused pussy.

Bob concentrated on each of their swollen clits, sucking his sister’s wetly back and forth between his lips, while mashing Julie’s against her pubic bone with his driving cock. The girls’ bodies quivered, their asses gyrated, and their tits jiggled as both of them squirmed around wantonly in their quest for release. Finally, Kelly squealed with pleasure and began to frantically mash her drooling cunt against her brother’s face, pulling his head between her juice-smeared thighs with both hands.

“Uhhhhh! Ahhhhhrrrrggg! Fuuuuckkkkk! I’m cummmmmmmmmmming!” she bellowed.

Kelly’s legs shook and her back arched as she climaxed violently. Julie came soon after, writhing and shrieking like a wounded animal, slamming her hips up at Bob’s cock with such force that it almost dislodged his mouth from his sister’s creaming pussy.

Kelly flopped back down onto the bed beside them, completely exhausted.  She watched intently as her brother rammed his thick, swollen prick into the youngster’s tightly-stretched cunt with deep, hard strokes.  ‘Christ, what a cock!’, thought Kelly, ‘I bet she’s feeling that right up to her tonsils!’ Julie sure looked like it was. Her eyes were tightly closed but her pretty little mouth was wide open, squealing and moaning obscenities as waves after wave of unimaginable pleasure spread rapidly outwards from her cunt, totally consuming her lithe, young body in an inferno of adolescent lust.

“Oooooh! Uhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she groaned, grabbing her lovers heaving asscheeks with both hands.

Bob felt Julie’s cunt muscles contract around his cock, gripping his pumping shaft with unbearable tightness. In no time at all, his hips jerked wildly as the thick cream stored in his swollen balls came shooting out of the end of his prick. An incoherent stream of obscenities poured from Bob’s mouth as he fucked his spurting cock deep into Julie’s twat, flooding her hot little cunt with his , sticky seed.  Julie came again as she felt the white-hot jets strike the walls of her womb and ground herself up against his bucking cock as hard as she could.

Kelly lay back and rubbed her juicy pink-lipped pussy as she watched her brother’s jism flow out between Julie’s cuntlips, bubbling up around his gleaming cockshaft in a thick foam. Her eyes were locked to the incredibly exciting sight. 

Bob lowered his mouth to Julie’s trembling lips, and kissed the youngster passionately, his cock still moving slowly inside her cunt, although their respective climaxes had passed. He was soaking in the juicy tightness of her fluttering hole, savouring the remnants of her fading orgasm. Kelly scrambled towards them on her hands and knees and lowered her head between their joined thighs.

Bob gasped as he felt his sister’s lips on his balls, sucking the big round eggs into her mouth, one at a time. Then, she moved her attention to his cock and began to lick down the shaft to where it disappeared into Julie’s clasping slit. Kelly shuddered, and ran her tongue gently over the girl’s cum-coated pussylips. Now it was Julie’s turn to moan as Kelly began to lick the tasty mixture of jism and cuntjuice from the little fourteen-year-old’s quivering cunt. Leaning forward to nibble on one of Julie’s hard little nipples, Bob looked up at her and smiled. “I forgot to tell you,” he panted, “Kel is partial to a little pussy-licking now and then too...”

Chapter 32 Julie looked up in wide-eyed surprise as Bob continued. “She does this sometimes when I fuck Mom, and boy, does Mom climb the walls! She loves to have me fucking her cunt and Kelly licking it, both at the same time.”

“Y... you really mean it? Your Mom lets Kelly suck her pussy?” gasped Julie. “Yeah! When I’m not around, they do it to each other! You should see ‘em!” Julie pictured Bob’s mother and sister locked in an energetic ‘sixty-nine’. The lewd thought made her little clitty twitch and throb and with renewed vigour. She was brought back to earth as Kelly lifted her head and spoke to her brother. 

“Bobby dearest, how ‘bout pulling that baseball bat, you call a cock, out of Julie’s pussy for a second so that I can get at both of you a little better?” Bob turned his head over his shoulder and grinned at her.

“Who’s feeling hungry now, Sis!” he smiled.

Kelly giggled and returned her mouth to her brother’s cock, running her teeth up and down the exposed shaft.

“Ouch! You little bitch! That hurt!” he laughed. “How many times have I told you not to play with your food!”

Regretfully, Bobby pulled his cock out of Julie’s hot, clasping little pussy, and collapsed onto the bed beside her. She immediately rolled over and snuggled up against him until his cock lay along her inner thigh, only inches from the young girl’s well-fucked little cunthole.  The instant Bobby’s prick sprang free, Kelly lunged forward and took her brother’s long, glistening organ into her mouth, resting her cheekbone on Julie’s leaking pussy as she sucked and licked at the aromatic mixture of jism and girl-cum which covered Bobby’s cock and balls.

Julie moaned softly at the delightful pressure on her clit, and instinctively began to rotate her hips in tight little circles, rubbing the parted lips of her horny, little snatch against the side of Kelly’s face.

“Ohhhmmmmmmm! That’s niiiiice!” she whimpered, pressing her firm, round tits into Bobby’s searching mouth. Her pussy trembled as he gluttonously sucked and licked her tiny, erect nipples. Hearing Julie’s groans of pleasure, Kelly removed her lips from her brother’s cock and suddenly plunged her mouth onto the youngster’s quivering slit. Julie screamed as the older girl’s tongue slithered into her cunt and contacted her inflamed clitoris, sending waves of unimaginable ecstasy through her whole body.

“Oh, Jesus! Uhhhhhnnnnngggghh! Yessss! Suck it! Suck it!” she squealed, as her little bud stiffened up under Kelly’s tongue.

Julie had never had anyone suck her snatch before, let alone another girl! But she shuddered with delight and instinctively ground her flooded cunthole against Kelly’s vacuuming mouth like she’d been doing it all her life.

“Hey, don’t forget about giving my cock a little attention, Sis!” Bob said lifted his mouth from Julie’s tits. Kelly nodded her head as best she could with her face buried in Julie’s cunt, and murmured something unintelligible. For the moment, she was having far too much fun eating pussy to worry about her brother’s problems. Besides, she could eat his prick any old time!

Bob knew that once his sister started sucking pussy, she would be busy for some time, and his cock desperately needed some mouth action. He sat up and straddled Julie’s boobs, rubbing his stiff, hard prick between the soft globes of tit-flesh, pushing the tip towards her face.  Julie looked up at him with lust-glazed eyes.

“Open your mouth, Honey” he panted, “and suck on my cock!” The words filtered through the youngster’s pleasure-filled brain, as Julie opened her mouth obediently to receive Bob’s huge shaft. Just as the young girl had never had her pussy licked before, she had never sucked a cock either! It tasted funny as it slid between her lips, and Julie realized that it was the remains of her own cuntal secretions and Bob’s sperm that she was tasting. The very thought made her hot little cunt literally quiver with lust around Kelly’s probing tongue...

Chapter 33 Strangely enough, the thought only served to excite her more, especially with the added pleasure of Kelly’s expert lips and tongue devouring her inflamed twat. Closing her eyes, Julie let her mouth accept Bob’s penis. She began to enjoy the feel of his hard, slippery flesh throbbing powerfully between her lips. Bob moved his hips back and forth, sliding the full length of his cock between her tit’s and into her hot little mouth.

“Yesss! Suck it! Suck my cock, Baby!” moaned Bob, “Oh, that feels so good!” Julie relaxed the muscles of her throat and allowed just the tip to penetrate as deeply as she dared. Bob was gently with her and soon, she found she could accept more and more of him into her throat without gagging

“Jesus Christ! Unnnnhhhh! That’s it! Take it all, kid!” he yelled, almost loosing control.

He longed to deep-throat fuck the eager young girl, but he knew that she was inexperienced and he would hurt her if he did. Not only that, he would probably turn her off sucking cock forever, and he certainly didn’t want that! Instead, Bobby pulled back a little and let Julie suck on the bloated head of his cock for a while. She licked it furiously, darting her hot pink tongue out and around the tip like a slippery little snake. Her own loins were heaving madly to and fro as Kelly buried her whole face in Julie’s juicy cunt and tossed her head from side to side, sucking and licking everything she could get her lips and tongue on.

As Julie’s tight, hot lips moved up and down on his cock, Bob could feel the cum rising in his balls. “Oh! Fuck yes, Julie! Keep that up!  I’m gonna blow any second!” yelled Bob. Julie increased her mouth suction, anxious to feel Bob’s hot load spurting into her mouth, eager to taste his creamy jism. But Kelly had other ideas!

“Oh no you don’t big brother!” she squealed, pulling her glistening mouth from Julie’s squirming pussy.

“You’ve already fucked Julie once! I want some of that big fat prick for myself!” Kelly scrambled up beside them and lay flat on her back with her long, tanned thighs wide apart.

“What are you waiting for lover?” she husked, “Put it in and fuck my hot, wet little cunt ragged!”

Kelly gave her brother a devilish little smile as she looked up at him and ran her fingers through the juicy, wet slit between her open legs.  Bob smiled back. “You always did have a way with words, Kel.” He bent forwards and kissed Julie’s parched lips. “Sorry, Honey! This will have to keep till later,” he whispered, “I have to take care of a little family business”.

Julie grinned at the joke and watched as Bob climbed between his sister’s open thighs. Seeing a look of disappointment cross Julie’s face as Bob prepared to mount her, Kelly reached out and touched her thigh.

“While loverboy here is taking care of the itch in my pussy, why don’t you put yours back on my mouth and I’ll finish sucking you off!” said the older girl, rubbing her hand suggestively over Julie’s naked flesh.

Julie quickly positioned her wet, scarlet gash over Kelly’s upturned face, more than willing to continue where they had left off.

“Ohhh, My God yes!” Julie cried out as Kelly buried her face in her pussy, and resumed sucking and licking the girl’s tasty, young slit with renewed vigour. By now, Bob knew exactly how his horny young twin sister liked to be fucked. 

She loved to be teased for a while... played with... until her hot young snatch simply begged for his big, hard brother-cock. Bob wedged the tip of his cock between Kelly’s pinkly parted pussy-lips, and began to rub the fat, bulbous cockhead up and down the milk-slick crevice. Occasionally, he dipped it fully into her flooded cunthole, wetting it down in his sister’s abundant juices before pressing it against her hot, throbbing little clitoris.

Chapter 34 The hard mushroom-shaped tip slid back and forth in her slick cunt as Bob positioned himself for the inevitable reaction. Kelly felt her pussy pulsate and lubricate with need, her hips moving involuntarily against her brother’s teasing prick in slow, humping circles as she frantically tongued Julie’s delicious little slit. Julie moaned and wrapped her arms around Bob’s neck, pulling his mouth against hers as Kelly licked her adolescent young cunt to a juicy, glistening froth. Kelly couldn’t stand it any longer. Her brother’s cock sliding up and down her pink, fur-lined little gash was too much for her. Tearing her mouth from Julie’s cunt, the highly aroused young sister screamed out her need.

“Do it Bobby! Do it now!” she pleaded, “I can’t stand it any longer!  I’ve got to have a fuck! I’ve just got too!... Please, Bobby! Stick it in and fuck me!”

Her brother had been waiting for just this moment. She was ready! It took only an instant to reposition the head of his cock, then he took hold of her slim hips and lunged forwards, jamming his monstrous prick into Kelly’s twat to the hilt.

“Uuuummmm... Ungh! Ungh! Ooooohh, My Gawddddd! Bobbbbby!” Kelly squealed into Julie’s squirming cuntflesh as Bob’s cock sank balls deep into her snug, little hole.

Bob had always marvelled at the tightness of his twin sister’s cunt. No matter how many times he fucked her, his cock always seemed like it was buried in a hot, velvet vice! Kelly moaned and writhed beneath him, stabbing her tongue into Julie’s oily slit with the same savage beat that her brother was using to fuck his big, wonderful cock into her cunthole. It seemed that her belly was full of hard prick, and each time the bloated tip slammed against her uterus, a sharp, delightful shock travelled throughout her entire body.

“Jesus, yessss! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck meee! Ooooooooh! I love your prick!” Kelly found it hard to keep her mouth attached to Julie’s cunt as her strong, virile, young brother began to fuck her quivering pussy with long, deep, powerful strokes. Kelly resumed her oral attack on Julie’s snatch, licking the pink, glistening flesh and slipping her tongue deep into the young fourteen year-old’s musky gash. Julie squirmed her hips downwards onto Kelly’s upturned face, jerking her fur-covered little mound against the girl’s hotly probing tongue.

“Ohhhhhhhh! Kelly! That’s it, baby! Lick my pussy! Fuck my cunt with your tongue!” moaned the excited youngster.

Her firm, round tits jiggled tantalizingly up and down in front of Bob’s face. Still slamming his prick deeply into his sister’s cunt, Bob leaned forward and without missing a single beat, sucked one of Julie’s hard, pink nipples into his mouth. Julie screamed with delight. Now she had two mouths licking and sucking her tortured flesh. It was just too much for her!

“Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Jesus! Unnnnhh! I’m coming! Unnnhhh! Oh, Kelly! Suck my clit! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Kelly felt Julie’s thigh muscles tense and contract against her cheeks as she began to suck the girl’s throbbing clitty in and out of her mouth, as if it was a tiny, stiff little cock. At the same time, Bob slid his lips off her nipple and trailed them up over her straining neck, searching for her open mouth. Julie bent her head to his and their mouths locked together, tongues sucking, probing, dueling. She moaned loudly against Bob’s crushing kiss as she came, squirming her cunt down hard onto the sucking mouth and swirling tongue between her thighs.

Julie’s creaming cunt filled Kelly’s mouth with a torrent of hot, sweet girly-cum, which she immediately sucked up hungrily, swallowing every last drop that the youngster’s drooling pussy had to offer.

Chapter 35 As her climax subsided, Julie lifted her sopping cunt from Kelly’s juice- smeared face and flopped down on the bed beside them, totally exhausted.

“Nice one, kid?” Bob asked. Julie looked up dreamily and noticed that his gaze was fixed on her carelessly spread twat and the thick, clear juice that still oozed from the quivering, crimson gash.

“Ohh, God yes! That was fantastic!” she murmured, “I came like a rocket!” Bob smiled at her child-like enthusiasm, his cock still moving strongly inside Kelly’s pussy. Now that Julie’s cunt wasn’t plastered against her mouth anymore, Kelly could concentrate on the long, hard prick filling her belly.

She realized suddenly that she could feel her brother’s monstrous cock pressing against her intestines. The shaft was hot against the walls of her vagina, and the head punching against the opening of her uterus was sending thrilling tingles to all parts of her body, particularly her tits. She reached up and pulled Bob’s head down onto her heaving breasts, guiding his mouth over first one nipple and then the other, until both were covered with a gleaming film of saliva. Kelly moaned with desire, “Fuck me Bobby! Fuck me hard! Make me come like you always do!” Bob saw the desperate need on his sister’s face as she clawed at his back and pulled his hips against her grinding cunt with all her strength.

“Ok Sis!” he grunted, “Lift up your legs and we’ll show Julie a REAL fuck!”

Kelly obeyed, pulling her knees up and wide, opening her streaming pussy until Julie became a little afraid that Bob’s piercing cock would split his sister in two! Kelly had no such worries. From experience, she knew she could take every inch of her brother’s huge cock and still crave more! His pubic bone mashed wetly against her clit with each mighty thrust, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her writhing loins.

Julie was amazed at the ferocity with which Bob was fucking his own sister! She couldn’t believe that such a thing was possible. His wet, glistening cock was almost a blur as it stabbed non-stop into Kelly’s eagerly-spread cunthole. The tight, slippery sheath gripped him like a vice, and Julie stared in wonder as the dark red, inner lips of Kelly’s cunt clasped and sucked at her brother’s long, thick organ like some juicy, pink mouth. Sobbing in ecstasy, Kelly strained her hips high, shoving her wide-open pussy up at her brother’s impaling cock with every stroke.

“Fuck! Unnngh! Unngh! Ohhhh! Jesus, yesss!” she whimpered, as Bob reached down and slid a finger easily into her tight little asshole. He knew his sister well, and used every trick in the book to stimulate her. It had become kind of a game with them, to see who could make the other come first.

Julie slid her hand down to play with her slippery, wet pussy as she watched Bob’s finger disappear into Kelly’s anal orifice. That was one opening she hadn’t even thought of! She wondered what it felt like!  Lubricating a finger in the juice of her slit, Julie spread her legs as wide as she could and slid the slick little digit down the crack of her ass until the tip rested against her own rubbery ring. She gasped at how good it felt just pressing against the sensitive puckered flesh of her anus. With her eyes glued to the wildly fucking pair on the bed beside her, Julie carefully twisted and probed with her fingertip until suddenly, the elastic ring of muscle relaxed, and her finger slid inside up to the first knuckle.

Chapter 36 “Ohhhhh! Ummmmmmmmmmm!” she moaned with wicked pleasure, surprised at how easy it had been to get her finger in. She soon became even more surprised at just how good it felt! Her tiny asshole gripped the probing digit like a hot, velvet vice as Julie pushed her finger deeper and deeper. The sensations were like nothing the young teenager had ever felt before, and the urge to fuck her finger in and out of the tight, clinging sheath was irresistible. Bob looked over at Julie as she began to move her finger in and out of her tight little butthole.  He smiled down at Kelly and said, “Hey Sis! Looks like Julie likes a little rear end action too!”

Kelly turned her head and saw Julie’s finger disappear to the hilt in her bowels. Her young virgin asshole was wide open now and her finger felt like a cock fucking into the hot, buttery tunnel of her ass.

“Use your thumb, Julie! Stick your thumb in your cunt at the same time!” 

suggested Kelly, “It feels almost as good as a cock!”

Julie did as she was told, inserting her thumb into the slimy tube of her vagina, at the same time her middle finger penetrated her rectum.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmmm! Ohhhh! Yesssssss!” moaned the young girl as she felt both her holes filled simultaneously.

Julie was in seventh heaven! She closed her eyes and began to fuck herself with her hand, stabbing her asshole and pussy with stronger and stronger thrusts until she was whimpering and moaning incessantly.  Spurred on by the horny young girl’s shameless display, Bob and Kelly redoubled their own carnal efforts. 

Kelly’s legs were drawn up and wide, and her brother’s cock continued to penetrate her insatiable twat, again and again, withdrawing to the end, then driving in all the way, until his balls slapped against the crack of her ass.

“Unnnggghh, Sis! You gorgeous little fuck!” cried Bob, as Kelly used the muscles of her pussy to clasp and caress the shaft of her brother’s cock as it entered her snatch.

Kelly smiled. She had her own secret weapon, and she was using it to perfection. Bob knew he couldn’t last much longer, but he wasn’t going to give in so easily. He hoisted his sister’s legs up over his shoulders and grasped her slim buttocks firmly with both hands, then thrusting forward with all his might, Bob fucked his cock into Kelly’s upthrust cunt even deeper than before.

There was a ringing and pounding in Kelly’s ears, and each time her brother slammed his prick into her cunt, she felt as if it was going to come out of her damn throat! She began clawing at his back, hunching and heaving off the mattress to force his cock into every nook and cranny of her pussy.

“Harder, Bobby! Fuck me harder! Ram it in deep! Unnnhhhgggghh! Ohhh, Godddd!” squealed Kelly, her voice strained with the incredible effort.

Bob squeezed his sister’s buttocks together, forcing the walls of her cunt tighter around the thickness of his pistoning cock as he drove her body deep down into the protesting mattress, nailing her twisting ass to the bed with every powerful thrust.

Julie watched as brother and sister duelled with each other, trying their utmost to push the other over the edge without coming themselves.  It was a fairly equal battle, with each adversary knowing the secrets of the other, but eventually, it was Bob who managed to gain the upper hand. Kelly could contain herself no longer. A powerful orgasm was blossoming in her groin, and there was nothing she could do to hold it back!

“Yesss! Now, Bobby! Ohhhhh, nowwwww! Unnnhghhh! Fuuuuuuuckkkk! I’m cummmmmmingggg! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Her slender legs, pulled tight on either side of her brother’s thickly impaling cock, and her meat-filled cunt quivered spasmodically with the strength of her orgasm.

Chapter 37 Bob was barely able to hold himself back as his sister convulsed beneath him. His balls ached with the need to empty their painful, cumbersome load into her tightly gripping cunthole, but he managed to contain himself until just the right moment.

“Yes! That’s it! Cum, Baby! Cum! Cum for me!” Bob chanted, fucking her savagely, pumping into her until nothing else existed but his stiff cock in her hot, quivering cunt.

Julie was close to coming too. The highly aroused youngster was using both hands on herself now, as she tried to match the furious tempo that Bob was using to fuck his sister only feet away. The dual penetration of both asshole and cunt was something she had never tried before, and it was bringing her off real quick! Not to mention the unbelievably exciting sight of Bobby’s rock-hard prick pounding incessantly into his twin sister’s lust-soaked snatch.

The room was filled with the heavy sounds of sex! Moans and whimpers of pleasure almost drowning out the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh against flesh. Kelly was riding a tide of passion that she had never felt before. Her brother had never fucked her with such wild abandon before, and Kelly suspected that Julie’s presence had a lot to do with Bobby’s increased arousal, and for that matter, her own! She had already come once, and now, Bobby’s tireless cock was drawing another orgasm out of her tortured young pussy.

“Ahhhh! Unhhhh! Fuuuuck! Unnnh! Unnnh! Yesss! I’m cummmmming again!” she screamed.

Kelly arched her back up off the bed, pushing her cunt up at her brother, the friction driving her wild. She twisted her hips, lifting her legs and wrapping them tightly around Bobby’s plunging ass, her heels digging into the small of his back. At her side, Julie was thrashing around mindlessly, and making gurgling sounds as if she could hardly breathe.

“Unnnggg! Ohhhuunnnghhh! Fuck! Oh, Jesussssss! I’m gonna cummmmm too!” Julie squealed as she climaxed real hard, her young cunt pulsing with tight, wet heat, her asshole grabbing at her deeply embedded finger.

Bobby couldn’t hold back any longer! Julie’s wanton display of lust, combined with Kelly’s powerful cuntal contractions triggered an immediate reaction. His sister felt it too as she writhed beneath him, heaving her hips up off the bed to meet his every thrust. She groaned with pleasure as she anticipated the fiery stream which would soon spurt from the end of her brother’s prick and fill her thirsty cunt.  Bobby’s body stiffened and his cock seemed to swell even larger as it ploughed rapidly into Kelly’s spasming wetness. He felt the pressure building in his balls as his own orgasm suddenly arrived.

“Arrgghh! Fuuck! Ohhhh, Fuck! Here it comes, Sis! Here it fuckin’ comes!”

Bobby felt his sister’s cunt grab his cock with a tightness that almost weakened him. The flexing pulsations of it around his cock caused his balls to draw up against the base of his prick. He lifted his head towards the ceiling, his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open, his face contorted in a mask of pure pleasure. He let out a yell as hot jets of thick, creamy jism gushed from the tip of his cock, squirting deeply into his sister’s convulsing cunt.

Kelly cried out with pleasure as she felt her twin brother coming in her pussy. The splashing juices and the hard, jerking cock deeply imbedded in her cunt combined to push her over the edge once more, and she screamed with him as a third massive orgasm wracked her helpless young body.

“Unhhhgggghh! Ohhhhhh! Bobby! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Unnnnngghhh!” “Ohhh, yes, Sis! Come with me! Come! Come! You hot little cunt!” cried Bobby as the eager, incestuous pair clung to each other, trembling in mutual climax.

Chapter 38 Julie was sobbing and moaning beside them, fingers still buried in both of her juice-covered holes, her slim little ass bucking mindlessly up and down on the bed as her own orgasm slowly subsided. She looked over at Bob and Kelly, and saw that they were locked in an apres-fuck embrace, kissing passionately. Bobby’s cock was still buried in his sister’s cunt, and he was grinding his hips against hers in slow circles. Julie could hear Kelly still whimpering softly, the sound muffled by Bobby’s devouring mouth.

Pulling her fingers out of her crotch, Julie knelt beside them and ran her fingers lovingly over Bobby’s muscular buttocks, dipping them down between his legs until her fingers found his balls. They were swollen to twice normal size, and Julie knew that Kelly’s cunt must be full to overflowing with her brother’s thick, sticky sperm. The thought made her tingle with excitement. Eagerly, she moved her hand lower and felt the warm wetness of Kelly’s juices cover her fingertips as she slid her fingers down to the junction of cock and cunt.

Bobby turned his head and smiled at Julie. “How about that, Julie?” he asked, “Not bad for a brother-sister act, huh?”

“Not bad at all,” replied Julie with a smile, “You two must practice a lot to get that good at it!”

“Yeah! Every chance we get! Hey, Kel?”

Kelly looked up at her brother with half closed eyes. “Not as much as I’d like.” she confessed, “At home I’ve got to share him with Mom!”

“Come on Sis, there’s always plenty to go around, and you know it!” Bob chuckled, lifting himself up off his sisters body.

Julie stared as his half-hard cock pulled out of Kelly’s hole with a soft slurping sound, flopping limply onto her thigh as he lay down beside her. Bobby’s hands went immediately to his sister’s swollen tits and began to play with the rosy, pointed nipples.

“Mmmm, Ok we do have some great sex, Bobby. But sometimes I fantasize about other cocks fucking me,” said Kelly candidly. Bob took his hand from his sister’s breasts and pulled her roughly towards him.

“Yeah? Who for example?” he asked. Julie flopped down and threw her arms around them, hugging them both.

“Come on Bobby! Don’t get jealous,” she said, “Look, you fucked me just now and Kelly didn’t get upset. Why can’t she want a little of the same once in a while?”

Bobby thought about it and realized that although she was only fourteen, this kid sure was full of surprises.

“You’re right,” said Bob, giving his sister a tender peck on the lips, “I’m sorry Kel! I guess I was being a little over-protective towards my little sister. Besides I shouldn’t get too greedy should I?” They all laughed and hugged each other hard. Finally Julie’s female curiosity got the better of her.

“Kelly, I just have to know! Who do you fantasize about?” she asked shyly. Kelly quickly glanced at her brother before answering.

“First of all you’ve got to promise not to get mad at me when I tell you.”

“Okay! I promise!” replied Julie with bated breath, “Just tell me!”

“Well, sometimes, when Bobby is fucking me... or when he’s sucking me off...”

“Yes! Go on!” encouraged Julie, impatient at the delay.

“I... I fantasize about Dave. I imagine it’s your father fucking me!”

Julie’s mouth dropped open in disbelief and Bobby whistled softly under his breath. “You mean you want to fuck Daddy?” asked Julie incredulously.

“Yeah, I think he’s real cute. Besides, I’ve always preferred older men,” said Kelly, grabbing hold of her brother’s cock, “Haven’t I BIG brother?”

Julie lowered her eyes in shame and jealousy. She wasn’t mad at Kelly, because deep down inside, she had felt the same immoral hunger herself.  She knew now that she wanted to fuck her big handsome father too, but how could she admit it to Kelly? Since they had been so honest with her, Julie made up her mind to tell them. Besides, it could end up being a lot of fun.

Chapter 39 Bob noticed the look on Julie’s face and gently touched her thigh. 

“What’s wrong, baby?”

Julie looked up and a smile crept over her pretty young face as she told them everything. She told them about how she had watched her mother and father fucking... about her vivid, incestuous dream... about herself and her brother masturbating each other in the shower, and about how she had teased her father beside the pool this morning with her half naked body.

“Jesus Christ!” muttered Bobby, “All that in one day!” His cock jumped at the visions Julie’s story conjured up. Especially the part about Tina getting fucked by her husband.

“I know what you’re thinking about!” giggled Kelly as she felt her brother’s prick nudge against her thigh.”

“Yeah? What, smartass?” he teased.

Kelly grabbed his cock and gave it a jerk. “You’re thinking about stuffing this thing into Tina’s hot wet cunt. Aren’t you dear brother?”

Bobby gasped at the sudden pressure around his prick and reached automatically for his sister’s gaping cunt.

Julie couldn’t believe her ears! First, Kelly admits her desire to fuck her father! Now it was obvious that Bobby had the hots for her mother!  What was she getting into here? Julie’s smart little brain churned with the possibilities. This could be the chance she was secretly waiting for. A chance to live out her wildest dreams.

“Ok, you two! Listen up!” she said suddenly, “I think we can arrange it so that we can all get what we want!” Bobby and Kelly sat up, instantly intrigued by the young girl’s suggestion.

“What do you mean?” asked Kelly. Julie grinned at their sudden enthusiasm. As Julie began to explain her plan to the twins in graphic detail, they looked at each other and smiled lewdly in anticipation...

Chapter 40 By the time John and her parents arrived home, Julie had prepared a delicious roast meal for them all. It turned out to be a victory dinner as well, since John’s team had beaten the favourites by the narrowest of margins. It was an enjoyable meal, and Dave opened a large bottle of champagne to celebrate.

Normally, their father would have objected strongly to Julie and John drinking alcohol, but this was a special occasion and Dave filled everybody’s glasses to the brim, proposing a toast to the conquering hero.

John enjoyed the attention, and winked secretly at his mother when Dave praised his stamina and strength. Tina smiled back, pressing her thighs firmly together as she remembered how good her son’s cock had felt in her cunt this morning. ‘Dave’s sure got his work cut out for him tonight!’, she thought, opening her legs to cool down her rapidly-heating crotch. She was getting a little too excited and hoped it didn’t show. Julie noticed the exchange of glances and smiled to herself, correctly reading her mother’s expression. Dave refilled their glasses once more, and Julie watched as John emptied his in one almighty gulp.

Tina was drinking rather heavily too, giggling like a schoolgirl as she told Julie all about the game. Julie declined when John attempted to fill up her glass, she wanted her head as clear as possible tonight. A small amount of alcohol would suit her plans, but too much would be disastrous. After the meal was finished, Julie suggested that she and John clear the table and wash up. Tina readily agreed, and grabbing her husband’s arm, pulled Dave off to the bedroom. John watched his mother leave the room with a look of open desire in his eyes. Julie smiled and leaned towards her brother,

“What’s wrong Johnny? See something you like?”. John pretended not to understand and stood up to clear the table.

“Come on Julie, let’s get this finished!” he snapped, picking up his glass. Julie went to the kitchen and filled the sink with hot, soapy water.  Her brother followed her with the dishes and deposited them on the sink beside her. As Julie began to wash the dirty plates, John slumped into a chair at the kitchen table and sipped his wine.

“Hey, aren’t you going to help me?” she quipped. John just stared at his sister’s cute little backside and licked his lips as the alcohol began to fill his young brain with a warm, fuzzy feeling. His baby sister sure did look nice as she bent over the sink in those tight little shorts she was wearing. He could see the dark patch up between her legs every time as she reached over to put a plate in the draining rack.

Little did her brother know that Julie had chosen what she was wearing very carefully. After Bob and Kelly left this afternoon she had showered and put on the tightest, pair of shorts she could find, the ones that showed a great deal of her firm little asscheeks when she bent over, especially since she wasn’t wearing any panties.

She hadn’t bothered to wear a bra either, and the light pullover she wore showed off her round, pointed breasts to full advantage. No wonder her horny brother was nearly creaming his jeans. Julie turned over her shoulder and smiled at him, aware of the way he was staring at her body.

“Are you gonna sit there all night, John? Get up and give me a hand!”

John looked at his sister’s smooth, creamy thighs and took another long sip of wine. ‘Well! It’s now or never!’, he thought, ‘Let’s see if the little sexy little cunt is just teasing.’

The alcohol was making him bolder...

[dannyphannypack]

DP/PJO Crossover

Hello losers and welcome back to Taylor Writes A Teaser and Later Deletes the Entire Thing Because She Decides She Doesn’t Like it but She Wants to Put the Teaser Somewhere Else Where Her Grimy Little Hands Can’t Reach it so the Teaser Isn’t Lost Forever to Time! The Series. Today I’ve got a prologue for my upcoming fic, The Phantom Recollection. Enjoy!

“Woah.”

Daniel Fenton, newly fifteen, stood outside the Washington Square Park in lower Manhattan with a cardboard box overflowing with weaponry. He stood in front of the park’s Roman triumphal arch, where two statues of George Washington stared down at him. Behind the president on either side were two other people Danny didn’t recognize.

Jasmine, Danny’s older sister by two years, came up behind him toting another cardboard box labelled ‘Samples.’ She nodded toward the eastern pier. “That’s George Washington as Commander-in-Chief, Accompanied by Fame and Valor.” Jazz recited the words as if reading straight out of a textbook. “And the other one is George Washington as President, Accompanied by Wisdom and Justice.”

“Ah, yes,” Danny said as he adjusted his box. Guns were heavy. “My four favorite people: Fame, Valor, Wisdom, and Justice. Love those guys.”

Jazz nudged him with her shoulder and continued through the arch, where a crowd of people were gathered around a large fountain with jets that spewed water 45 feet into the air. A few adults sat around the fountain with their feet in the water and kids ran across the surface in swimsuits and trunks. Danny watched as one kid walked a little too close to the fountain and got pummeled by falling water.

The perimeter of Washington Square was decorated in booths. While one half of the square was shaded by the surrounding trees, the other half was enduring the hot July sun. Some people had been smart enough to bring canopy tents. Others were already baking.

“There,” Jazz said, pointing. A single empty fold-up table on the other side of the square sat in the sun with a sign that read, “RESERVED — Fentons.” Danny used a hand to shade his eyes in an attempt to get a better look at it.

“I told you that you should’ve brought sunglasses,” Jazz said. Danny figured she was rolling her eyes underneath her own pair of aviators.

“Yeah, yeah,” Danny huffed. “Let’s just go before I drop this Fenton-Tech all over the ground.”

A big guy in a bright orange neoprene HAZMAT suit ran into Danny from behind, almost making him fall over. Jack Fenton carried seven stacked cardboard boxes. “Whoops!” he shouted. “Didn’t see you there!”

Danny figured he couldn’t see anyone, anywhere, but a similarly-dressed woman in a bright blue suit came up behind him and urged him along. “Jack, I told you that we could just take a second trip.”

Beside Danny, Jazz hunched her shoulders like she thought she could hide in a turtle shell. “If anyone asks, I’m not related.”

Danny’s parents were … quirky, to say the least. Danny rarely saw them without their suits in public, and Danny even less so with his mom’s hood and red-tinted goggles. Underneath was a chin-length bob of red hair and deep blue eyes, almost purple in color. She was nothing compared to his dad, though, who was easily six feet seven and built like an MMA fighter (minus the rippling muscles). Huge. Stocky. Shaped vaguely like a box. He was difficult to miss. Even behind the boxes, people that walked past were giving him strange looks. Danny figured that was bad, since they were at a ghost convention.

“Not any ghost convention!” His dad had exclaimed, barely a week ago. “The Haunted America Conference in Alton, Illinois!”

“It’s not in Alton anymore, Jack,” His mom had sighed like they’d been over this three times already. “They had to move it due to popular demand.”

“Where is it, then?” Danny asked.

His mom had beamed. “Oh, Danny, you’re going to love this: New York City!”

And that’s how they’d ended up in America’s most populated city, carrying ghost weapons across a supposedly haunted park in the middle of July. Danny was pretty good at telling where ghosts were and where they weren’t, and there definitely wasn’t anybody here. The land had once been used as a mass burial ground during the yellow fever, but the spirits had all moved on since. If Danny had died during the yellow fever, he wouldn’t have stuck around either. Children running playfully over his unmarked corpse? No thanks.

Danny set his box at the foot of the table. His dad was trying to bend down without spilling the contents of his seven boxes everywhere, and his mom was fussing over him. “Don’t worry, Maddie, I got it!” his dad said, and he set the boxes on the pavement a little too roughly. The bottom box made a noise like breaking glass and crumpled underneath the weight. Ectoplasm began oozing out the sides.

“I’ve got the other samples,” Jazz drawled, setting down the box. “If you need me I’ll be by the fountain pretending that I don’t exist.” She shouldered her backpack and walked away.

“I’m just gonna go, uh, walk around,” Danny said.

His mom opened her mouth like she meant to tell him to stay there and help set up the booth, but she replaced the expression with a hesitant smile. “Go have fun. Be back by noon.”

“Thanks, Mom.” Danny knew how much his mother liked physical reassurance, so he stood on his tip-toes and pecked her cheek. “Love you.”

She smiled. “Love you, too.”

Danny turned and started heading around the square, glancing at people’s ghostly booths without actually getting close enough to warrant a conversation. He didn’t get a chance to walk very far, though. While passing a section of the square that branched off into a sidewalk, an old lady in a black hood grabbed him by the hand and pulled him aside. Despite the temperature (and the outfit choice), her skin felt cold. Danny forced himself to remain calm. Not a ghost, he told himself. Still, the woman set him on edge. When she opened her mouth, she sounded like she was hissing. Between gasping breaths, she said,

“Three shall find the child of death

Who loses his mind with one gasping breath

The son of the sea god must attend

To repay the kindness of a forgotten friend

See that his memories are safely returned

Or the reign of the King will be overturned.”

Danny blinked and she was gone, melting into the shadows of a big elm tree. “Wait!” he shouted, but the old woman had disappeared.

A wild animal growled nearby, but it came from all sides and echoed like Danny was in a cave.

He shivered. Get it together, Fenton. You’re losing it, man.

Thinking about how characters in movies splashed their faces with cold water when they were upset, he turned and walked down the sidewalk in search of a restroom.

Jazz sat on the steps of the fountain. With her laptop balanced in her lap, she reached into her backpack and removed a flash drive from her key ring of flash drives. This one was marked by a little cartoon ghost painted in neon green nail polish. She inserted it and opened up the folder. More folders stared back at her. Ghost Psychology, Ghost Physiology, Ghost Physics, Ghost Theories, Ghost, Ghost, Ghost. Jazz pursed her lips. Maybe she should take the ‘Ghost’ out of all her folder titles. The nail polish ghost on her flash drive already told her what it was.

“Hey,” someone said from behind her, and she jumped. Pulling her computer screen down, Jazz turned and looked up at the girl who had spoken.

She might have been a bit younger than Danny, though Jazz couldn’t tell exactly. She had long, curly red hair and dozens of freckles that decorated her nose like tiny paint splatters. Her eyes were so green they practically glowed in the light of the sun, swirling with mirth and curiosity. She was wearing red running shorts and a white t-shirt, so she looked like she had just finished a jog. Jazz supposed that she might have; this was a park, not a year-round ghost convention.

“Hi,” Jazz replied, pushing up her sunglasses so that they rested on her head. She visibly relaxed.

The girl chuckled and sat down beside her. She began taking off her sneakers and socks. “Surprised to see a fellow redhead at the Haunted America Conference.”

Jazz looked up and observed the crowd. She didn’t know how she hadn’t noticed before, but the people wandering about the square were a sea of black clothes and colorfully-dyed hair.

Jazz snorted and reopened her laptop. “That’s why you came over here?”

“No. I happened to see your computer screen.” She leaned in close for a better look. “Ghost Psychology, huh?”

Jazz closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Look, I know it seems weird—”

“No, I love it!” The girl said. “Everybody else here is all, ‘Palmistry, Chakra, Tarot Readings.’ You’re asking the real questions. What do ghosts think about? That’s what I’m interested in.”

If anybody else had said that, Jazz would have assumed they were being condescending. This girl, though … she could tell that she was just curious. “You believe in ghosts?”

“Yeah, sure,” she said, putting her feet in the water and kicking them back and forth a bit. “Why not? Had this weird experience at the Hoover Dam last month. Not a ghost, I think, but—” she cut herself off and bit her lip, like she was trying to stop herself from retelling it. She raised her hand for Jazz to shake. “My name’s Rachel. Rachel Dare.”

Jazz shook it politely. “Jazz Fenton.”

“Fenton, huh?” Rachel looked like that name sounded familiar but she didn’t want to say anything about it.

“Yeah, I know,” Jazz said, preparing herself for the obligatory ‘I’m a Fenton’ speech. “Parents are Maddie and Jack Fenton, ghost hunters extraordinaire. Last year they saved Amity Park from being annihilated by the Ghost King, yadda yadda.

“They did what?” Rachel squeaked, but she sounded more amused than shocked. “Ghost King?”

Jazz mentally berated herself. Without thinking, she’d started spewing the information that everybody back in her home state wanted to know. She hadn’t thought about the fact that she was in New York, hundreds of miles away. Stupid.

Rachel must have saw Jazz wince, because she switched gears. “So, ghost hunters,” she said. “Your folks got a TV show?”

Jazz took a second to process the change in topic. She blinked once. Twice. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

“What?” Rachel yelled over Jazz’s laughter. “What’s so funny?”

Jazz giggled but calmed down. “Sorry. My parents having a TV show … I can’t imagine.”

“What do they do then?” she asked. “Ghost Tours?”

“Ghost—?” Jazz cleared her throat to keep herself from laughing again. “No, no, no, Rachel, you’ve got my family all wrong. Think, ‘shoot first and ask questions later.’”

Rachel’s eyes widened. “They shoot ghosts? How does that work?”

Jazz jabbed a finger behind her, where her parents had started on the box of weaponry. Her mom set the Fenton Bazooka down. Like anybody was gonna buy that.

Rachel gulped. “So I’m hoping you’re the ‘ask questions, shoot later’ one.”

Jazz nodded mutely and opened her Ghost Psychology folder. At the top was a folder labelled ‘Danny Phantom,’ but she scrolled past it to the general information. “My parents think that ghosts are inherently evil and have no thoughts of their own. They’re just a bad copy of their old human consciousness, wanting to get revenge on humans because they’re jealous that we’re alive or something. But they’re so much more than that. They have these—these ghostly obsessions.” She opened a Word document and began scrolling. “But they’re not evil obsessions. Sure, when they die, they can be like, ‘I’m going to make them pay.’ But usually it’s more of a gray area. Like, ‘I’m going to watch after my family,’ or ‘I’m never going to stop writing.’ What my parents don’t understand is that they’re not unary; they can think about other things. They aren’t limited to one state of mind.”

Rachel looked surprised at the sudden lecture, but she adjusted quickly. “Who is Skulker?”

“Oh.” Jazz paused and bit her lip. “He’s—he’s not the best.”

“What’s his obsession?”

“Hunting,” Jazz said, though she didn’t sound as excited as she had before.

“I’m guessing he’s not hunting for deer,” Rachel said, watching Jazz’s reaction. “Okay. Then … who is Danny Phantom? Why’s he got a folder to himself?”

Jazz’s eyes widened.

“Right. Another touchy subject.”

“No,” Jazz said, shaking her head. “No, he’s … he’s good. Great, even. I think he’s obsessed with protecting people.”

“Well, that’d good, isn’t it?”

“Yeah!” Jazz exclaimed. “I mean, yeah, it’s really good.”

Rachel stared at her. “But … something’s wrong?”

Jazz exhaled slowly through her nose, considering what she should and should not say. “He’s just a little … too protective, I guess. Never thinks about himself. Always rushes in when he could get hurt.”

“Ghosts can get hurt?” Rachel asked.

“This one can.”

Rachel could tell that Jazz didn’t want to talk about it, but she was curious. Choosing her words carefully, she asked, “What’s he like?”

Jazz smiled. “Oh, he’s great. Always saving the day. You know, everybody thanks my parents for the Ghost King thing, but it was really him. Our entire city was transported to a different dimension called the Ghost Zone. It’s where all ghosts live. The Ghost King had just woken up. People doubted his power. He was going to kill us all to set an example. Let everybody know that he was in charge.”

Jazz took a deep breath. “And then … well, Phantom couldn’t stand for that. He was already upset because … someone else got hurt. So he went up there by himself and beat him. He could’ve died.” Her eyes widened. “Well, not died, but he could’ve gotten hurt.”

They sat in silence for a moment, staring out at the fountain and watching the water splash against the surface. Some little kids ran by them, laughing. Rachel said, “You like this guy a lot, huh?”

That seemed to break Jazz out of her stupor. Her cheeks turned red. “Not romantically!” she shouted. “I care about him like a little brother. Not—” She put her face in her hands.

Rachel laughed and stood, shaking the water off her bare feet. “I’ve got to get going before my dad comes home for his lunch break and finds out that I’ve left the house. It was nice meeting you, Jazz.” She pointed at the laptop. “You keep that ghost science thing up. You never know. You might end up publishing it and becoming famous.”

“Your shoes,” Jazz said, grabbing the sneakers and holding them up to her. Her socks had been stuffed into the toes.

“Oh! Right.” She took them but didn’t bother putting them on; instead, she started walking up the steps and back into the square, barefoot. “And you keep that Phantom kid from doing anything stupid!” She added.

Jazz laughed. “I’ll try!” she shouted back.

Just like that, Rachel Dare was gone.

In hindsight, Danny should’ve known that he’d never get a break. Weird stuff had been happening to him since last year like clockwork. August: get ghost powers. September: fight ghosts. November: find out that a creepy old man has ghost powers, too. December: fight ghosts. On and on and on until now, watching people stumble through the gates of a sandy dog park behind the restroom he’d found. An old lady shuffled past him, screaming bloody murder. “Rabid dog!”

Danny turned back towards the dog park. That thing was no dog. Snarling angrily at a park ranger was a full-grown lion, 500 pounds at least. It snorted a small plume of red-orange fire. Danny blanched. Yeah, so maybe it wasn’t a lion.

Danny was still trying to process its more … interesting parts. From its back sprouted a black ram’s head, with big, curly ebony horns and a sneer almost as nasty as the lion’s. It, too, huffed, but only smoke came from its mouth. Thank god. Danny didn’t know if he could handle two fire-breathing heads. 

Then there was the matter of the tail. The golden fur grew in patches before tapering off into tough yellow and orange snake-skin. At the tail’s end was a full, honest-to-god python. As he watched, the snake looked up at Danny and flicked its tongue.

This was a ghost. It had to be a ghost, right? Sure, it didn’t glow like a ghost … and it didn’t float like a ghost … and it didn’t set off his ghost-sense like a ghost … but what else could it be? An animal experiment escapee from the Central Park Zoo? Danny seriously doubted that.

The park ranger pressed his back against the fence, which was a little too high for him to jump, and made a high-pitched whimpering sound. Danny shook his head. He didn’t have time for this. Whatever it was, he had to get rid of it.

Danny glanced nervously at the security cameras attached to the public restroom and nestled between the trees. Okay. He had to get rid of it, but without ghost powers. How?

Looking around for anything he could use, Danny settled on rock and tossed it twice into the air to test its weight. Deciding that it would work, he shouted, “Hey, Alex the Lion!” and threw it as hard as he could. It hit the creature in the back of the head.

That got its attention. Turning away from the ranger, the lion growled and set the floor around the gate on fire. Danny surveyed the fence. He wondered if he could jump it or if he’d seriously have to run through flames to get inside. Danny didn’t like heat. It wasn’t his thing. If he channeled a little flight into the jump, would it be too noticeable?

He didn’t have to think about it for very long, though. A boy and a girl, apparently unconcerned with the security cameras, catapulted over the fence on the other side and somersaulted into a standing position, one holding a dagger and the other holding an entire sword.

A sword. This day was just getting weirder and weirder.

The girl kicked the guy in the back of the knee, causing him to fall. She pushed him toward the lion. “Mmm, look, yummy demigod!”

“Annabeth!” The guy spluttered, standing. Just in the nick of time, too. Their entrance had caught the creature’s attention. It lunged forward. The kid jumped out of the way.

Danny raised his eyebrows. The girl, Annabeth, had her wavy blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. She wore jean shorts and a hazard orange t-shirt similar to Danny’s dad’s suit. The guy was wearing the same shirt, though he had a pair of black basketball shorts on instead. Together, they shared a matching gray streak of hair. He wondered if they’d dyed it together.

In the other corner, the park ranger fainted.

With nothing but sand and rocks to fuel it, the flames around the gate died, allowing Danny to walk in like a normal person. Unlike the other two, he’d rather not high-jump a fence with security cameras watching. Even in New York he needed to keep up appearances.

The creature rushed toward Annabeth and its snake head-of-a-tail wrapped around her arm, squeezing until she dropped her dagger with a pained yelp. She looked down at it and kicked it in the general direction of the other guy.

Okay, my turn, Danny thought. He grabbed another rock (this one sharper, yay!), stepped through the gate, and threw it. It cut a long gash through the ram’s cheek. The lion turned to face him.

Both of the strangers looked surprised to see him there, like they hadn’t noticed a fifteen-year-old kid standing by the front gates. Honestly, Danny was surprised that he was still there, too. He had seriously considered running away when he saw them jump the fence. He had thought, Great! Back to my vacation, but his feet stayed firmly planted on the ground.

Annabeth recovered quickly. With the lion-goat-snake-thing distracted, she ripped her arm free of the snake’s grip and tumbled away.

The lion head roared, shooting fire across the park at Danny. He rolled out of the way and stood, bouncing on his toes. What he would give to be able to fly right now.

The other guy stared at him.

“What?” Danny snapped.

“Your pants are on fire.”

Danny looked down. Sure enough, the hem of his jeans hadn’t been as lucky as the rest of him. Patting it out, he shouted, “Dude!”

And then the lion was on top of him.

Now, Danny had been in some pretty sticky situations. The lion had his arms pinned on either side of his head. Danny couldn’t help but flash back to another time, when a ghost panther had been on top of him in the same fashion. It wasn’t the same, but still. Two giant cats pinning him to the ground in a year? That was sad.

On one side of him was Annabeth, on the other, the guy. Annabeth pointed frantically to his right. His eyes flicked in the direction she was indicating. Ah, yes, the dagger! He’d never be able to grab it with the creature’s full attention on him, though.

“Percy,” Annabeth said in a harsh whisper. He didn’t seem to notice. With a stomp, Annabeth ground out, “Per-see!” and nodded her head toward the dagger. He opened his mouth like, Ah, hyped himself up by jumping up and down, and started running top speed with his sword held high above his head, screaming.

The lion gnashed its teeth like it was annoyed. The goat head bleated angrily. The snake hissed. In one swift motion, the creature lifted one of its massive paws and hit Percy across the stomach. He flew backward into the metal fence.

Fortunately for Danny, that was all the time he needed. With one arm free, he reached for the dagger, got a hold of it, and pushed it into the lion’s chest. He cringed, bracing himself for the five hundred pounds of lion-goat-snake-thing that was about to die on top of him. Instead, it began raining sand.

Danny opened his eyes, sat up, and immediately began gagging. “It got in my mouth!” he yelled, though it sounded more like, “It got in me mouf!”

Percy, who had been thrown into the fence and didn’t look much better than Danny, had the audacity to start laughing. Danny turned and glared at him, using his hands to brush lion-goat-snake dust off his tongue. He only succeeded in adding more sand from the ground to his mouth.

Annabeth held out her hand for Danny and helped him to stand. Percy cleared his throat, like, Hey, aren’t you gonna help me up, too? but Annabeth just looked Danny up and down with a puzzled expression. Her eyes were gray like a storm cloud. “Who are you?” she asked. It sounded like an accusation.

Danny was still spitting sand and monster dust all over the ground. “Danny,” he said between gagging. “Bleh.”

“First time?” Percy quipped, helping himself up by leaning heavily on the fence behind him. He winced and held his stomach.

“I’m Annabeth,” Annabeth said. She gestured flippantly at her friend. “That’s Percy. I’ve never seen you before. Where did you come from?”

Danny furrowed his eyebrows, thoroughly confused. “You ever meet a tourist?”

Annabeth continued to stare at him. Shaking her head, she asked, “Where’s your parent?”

“Uh, parents? And they’re at Washington Square.”

“You have a stepparent?” Percy blurted.

“What?”

Percy changed gears. “You’re adopted?”

“What? No!”

Percy’s eyes widened. He muttered, “You’re like Rachel?”

“Who?” Danny and Annabeth asked in unison. For once he wasn’t the only one out of the loop.

“Look,” Danny said, brushing himself off. “This has been super fun, but I’ve got a ghost convention to get back to.” He turned on his heel and started stalking out of the dog park. What was up with them assuming he didn’t have parents? And people thought he was nuts.

“Wait!” Percy shouted. Danny paused mid-step. “Thank you.”

Danny considered that. He wasn’t supposed to be a hero in human form. It was dangerous. Even now, he was running through scenes in his head of these two stealing the security footage and putting him on YouTube or something. Highly unlikely, but anxiety twisted that in his head and made him more and more uncomfortable. He turned back around. “Look … don’t tell anybody about this, yeah?” Then, to disguise his nervousness, he said, “My parents would flip if they found out lion-goat-snake hybrids existed.”

“Chimera,” Annabeth said.

“Bless you,” said Percy.

“What? No! Percy, you of all people should know this. The Chimera is a Greek monster. Bellerophon shot it with the help of Pegasus. Do you listen to anything we tell you in camp?”

Percy shrugged noncommittally.

Annabeth fumed. “I—”

“You could come with us, you know,” Percy said, cutting Annabeth off. “To camp, I mean.”

Danny pretended like he was considering the offer. “Hmm, a camp with a Greek mythology class? No thanks.”

“It’s not a myth,” Percy said, rushing to get what he wanted to say out before Danny lost interest and left. “The Greek gods, I mean. They’re real. We could really use someone like you.”

Danny considered this. Right, so … crazy. They were crazy. If the Greek gods existed, why would there be a Ghost Zone? Didn’t spirits go to the Underworld in Greek mythology or something? But then again … what else could that lion-goat-snake thing be? It definitely wasn’t a ghost.

Danny shook his head. He had enough things to worry about. This was crossing into the Too Weird category. Turning, he said, “Thanks for the offer, but I’ve gotta go throw rocks at some other monsters. See you around.”

He walked out the gates and down the sidewalk towards Washington Square, thinking, I could really go for a sandwich right now.

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Deconstructing Season 3 Jim Hopper

Note1 - I wrote this before the 2020.02.14 "Stranger Things 4 | From Russia with love" teaser. I'm glad they didn't try to drag out the "is Hopper really dead" question - he's 100% back! Note2 - Ok, now that so many of us are inside and ST4 is delayed, I'm going to finally post this and hope some folks find it interesting. Note3 - 6+ months later, I'm finally posting this for real, enjoy! :)

Please Read * !!! MASSIVE S3 SPOILERS !!! * I am a huge fan of Stranger Things and Jim Hopper. * This is a critical analysis of season 3 Jim Hopper, aka s3-Hop. * I would never want to sour anyone's enjoyment of the show or s3-Hop. * Please skip this essay if you enjoy s3-Hop! * If you viewed season 3 and thought "Hopper sure was different" or "Hopper wasn't enjoyable like in s1 and s2" then please read on!

uber-TL;DR * s3-Hopper was unbelievably and (for me) unenjoyably different from s1/s2 * for s4, my hope is this extreme character shift is acknowledged by Hopper to Mike, Eleven, and Joyce

longer-TL;DR There were many changes in Stranger Things with season 3: the mall, the bright color pallet, the love-quadrangle pitting El/Max vs Mike/Lucas, Dustin splitting off from the boys to join the Scoops Troop, and the campy, Scooby-Doo-esque Russian base plot. I can accept these changes and enjoy many of their elements.

But s3 brought one massive change that was not a new character, location, nemesis, or team combo: I felt Jim Hopper's character change was simply unbelievable and unenjoyable.

Sadly, I may be in a tiny minority that does not speak up or that critical comments about a beloved show get "black holed" by show boosters on social media. Many ST fans were sad and angry that Hopper appears to have died and the letter reading at the end of s3 was very dramatic and moving. So analysis, and especially criticism, of s3-Hop is frequently down-voted or not liked and thus not socialized.

This is an attempt to collect the thoughts of one very unhappy s1/s2-Hopper fan about s3-Hop. I hope readers will enjoy the long detailed analysis (sorry it is so long!) and I look forward to any comments and feedback.

FWIW, I'm a big Stranger Things fan and David Harbour is a great actor (even in s3) and a Good person IRL. I loved s1/s2 Jim Hopper and how he was written in the official book Darkness on the Edge of Town.

Here are some collected and reformatted writings I've done on Hopper and his s3 change. My fave ST character is Eleven so s3-Hop becoming so different and unenjoyable is particularly jarring for me.

s3-Hop was so different from s1/s2-Hop as to make it seem like he is a new character. Not only that, but I did not enjoy this new character who acts: * anxious * whiny * selfish * sarcastic * self-entitled * super-violent

Recall Hopper's pre-s3 history from s1, s2, and the official book Darkness on the Edge of Town: * volunteered for the military at 18 (not drafted) * 3 years combat in Vietnam, awarded Bronze Star * 2 years as a Hawkins policemen, marries, has a daughter * 6 years in New York City as a homicide detective * after his daughter dies, hits the bottle/pills, gets divorced * back in Hawkins as Chief of Police and dating women * goes into the Upside Down and literally brings Will back to life with Joyce * takes Eleven in, she runs away, they each apologize * Hop protects Eleven while she unloads at maximum to fend off the Mind Flayer and close the Gate * El goes to the Snow Ball dance and Mike comes over for 6 months to be with her (and smooch!)

Now look at s3-Hop - a very brief s3 timeline: * he's anxious, has no gravitas or authority - he gets advice from Joyce on El/Mike * the evening of s3e1, s3-Hop writes about "emotions" and how he's upset about change * Then s3-Hop continues writing wise words about life that are all read in s3e8 * AFTER writing why he's upset and these wise words, s3-Hop proceeds to act like a mega-jerk * he is gleeful when Eleven is upset that Mike is not coming over * s3-Hop bizarrely thinks whining to Joyce will make her like him * WORST OF ALL, s3-Hop does not say "daughter", "kid", "Eleven", or "El" from s3e2-s3e7

Hopper went from a mega-over-protective dad in s2 who was able to legally adopt Eleven right before the Snow Ball to a jarringly different character in s3. I can see s3-Hop making bad judgments and behaving badly but just not in this anxious/silly/immature way. Why not have him be brooding and angry? That would be consistent with s1/s2. I fear the writers wanted a whacky/silly/goofy characterization for s3-Hop so that's what we got instead.

I can not stress this point enough: Hopper went from being El's loving, protective parent to forgetting about her once he broke her and Mike apart.

At the start of s3e2, Hopper watching El being upset and storming into her room because she missed Mike, his smiling while eating cereal, and then gleefully singing while going to work is when I was broke and I thought: This is not my Hopper.

s3 Hopper and Eleven then Hopper forgets Eleven - an episodic timeline:

e1 - Hopper is anxious and unnerved by Mike visiting Eleven daily since it reduces s3-Hop's time with El e1 - Hopper lies to Mike about his Grandma being sick and then frightens him into not coming over

e2 - When Eleven is upset the next day about Mike not appearing, Hopper is joyful e2 - Note, the song played while s3-Hop is gleeful at Eleven's separation from Mike is the same one that was used when s2-Hop took El into his cabin and started cleaning it up. What a terrible ruination of a wonderful, charming moment from s2. When I hear "You Don't Mess Around with Jim" now I just think of how unhappy El was and how uncaring s3-Hop was of her feelings after he chased Mike away.

e3 - Hopper drives home drunk and enters the cabin yelling angrily only to burst in on El and Max with no Mike; s3-Hop is very happy e3 - Note, s3-Hop wrote in his letter the night before that he missed spending time with El so his accepting Max with El at the cabin is inconsistent with what he wrote.

e4 - Hop adventures with Joyce (no mention of Eleven)

e5 - Hop, Joyce, and now Alexei road trip on the way to Illinois e5 - Hop does not mention El but at the gas station Joyce is worried and calls Karen: JOY - Oh, hey, Karen, it's Joyce. Yeah, I... I'm just checking on Will. At the movies?

e6 - Alexei describes how the Russians are re-opening the Gate and Joyce quickly gets up: HOP - Where are you going? JOY - To call our children. e6 - Note, Joyce said "our children" so she is also worried for El while an indifferent Hop drinks vodka with Murray e6 - Hop calls the feds and afterwards sits down and lights a cigarette, then: JOY - So, now what? HOP - Now, we, uh... we wait. JOY - How long do we wait? HOP - As long as it takes. JOY - How can you just sit there being calm? HOP - I am not calm! JOY - Our kids are in danger! HOP - You said they were at the festival! JOY - Which is, like, ten minutes from the gate! HOP - What are you doing? Joyce? HOP - What are you doing? JOY - [she calls the feds again pressing them to hurry] e6 - Note, s3-Hop talks here (and in most of s3) with various combinations of sarcasm, exasperation, indifference, and irritation. Just hearing his tone is so unpleasant and jarringly different from s1/s2-Hop.

e7 - in the car ride home, Hopper sarcastically ridicules Joyce about her being concerned about the kids: HOP - Oh! Wait, that's right! We're on our way to rescue our children from the big, bad Fourth of July celebration! JOY - You know what, if you can't handle this, then just turn around and drop me off first. HOP - What are you gonna do? You gonna walk back to Hawkins? JOY - I will do anything if it gets me away from you!

e8 - FINALLY Hopper arrives at the Mall and holds Eleven while she drinks a soda and rests her wounded leg e8 - Inexplicably, Joyce agrees to go on a date with Hop before the climax when he disappears

Why did the Stranger Things writers change Jim Hopper so much and so negatively in s3?

I think the writers want us to enjoy (or experience in my case) a new, goofy, ha-ha, funny version of Hopper who: * can't parent a teenage girl dating a boy, * is chasing Joyce for a date and then a relationship while she is still grieving the loss of Bob, and * despite acting like a jerk "sacrifices" himself in the end.

Then, to cap the season off, we get gut punched emotionally by Eleven reading s3-Hop's letter.

The writers likely thought the viewers would fall into two groups: * s3-Hop likers who enjoy this new s3-Hop would be upset at his "death" and moved to tears by the letter * s3-Hop dislikers who were annoyed by s3-Hop would flip to likers because of his "sacrifice" and feel guilty so they are also moved to tears by the letter

But remember: the timing of s3-Hop writing the letter about emotions with sagely advice. He wrote it the end of s3e1, after getting advice from Joyce at the store and just before lying to and threatening Mike to break him up with El. I don't think the writers thought viewers would catch this since the letter is so dramatically read (awesome performances by David and Millie) way at the end of the season in s3e8 after s3-Hop disappeared.

Why did s3-Hop act so different from s1/s2 and so badly if he can write so openly and wisely in s3e1 about emotions in the letter?

Why does this dramatic character transition occur? * s1/s2-Hop - bad temper, apathetic, lackadaisical with a good heart and over-protective of Eleven * s3-Hop - anxious, whiny, sarcastic, immature, self-entitled, selfish and mocking of Joyce for worrying about the kids including El

The breaker with s3-Hop for me was his complete turn around regarding Eleven. For s3e1 his only interest was stopping Mike from coming over and taking up El's time which he wanted for himself. Once the breakup was achieved he was very happy despite El's obvious upset.

Note, after breaking up El/Mike we never see s3-Hop make Eggo extravaganzas or watch a western with Eleven like he said he yearned for in the letter. Nor does he mention it to Joyce after breaking El and Mike apart. He read El's note on the fridge and proceeded to adventure with Joyce, all the while whiny to her about wanting a relationship.

Joyce on three occasions showed concerned and called someone about "Will", "our children", and "Our kids" and finally she said to Hop "I will do anything if it gets me away from you" because of his mocking her concern. (That was my favorite line in s3! - Joyce is so awesome)

After breaking up Mike and Eleven, from e4 to e7 Hopper did not show concern or caring about his adopted daughter. It was not until s3e8 in the Mall when Hop is seen holding El while she sips a soda and later he talks to her and is loving and supportive.

Is this Jim Hopper from s2 who was an over-protective, super-loving father to Eleven? Does Mike coming over and using most of El's time turn this decorated Vietnam combat veteran, who was a 6 year NYC homicide detective and current Chief of Police into an anxious, shrill father who can't think straight?

Why not have Hopper react to wanting more time with Eleven and wanting to date Joyce like the normal s1/s2-Hop we know and love?

I blame the writers from wanting s3-Hop to have an arc from nervous/unhinged to "sacrificing himself" and then the letter being read.

I think the s3-Hop character change was done so we'd be gut punched when he "died" and then the letter was read. And there's the additional goal of getting Hopper to fit in with the "summer of love" theme of s3 with him breaking up a love pairing with El/Mike and pursuing his own love with Joyce.

But the timing of when Hop wrote the letter just doesn't make any sense because of how he acted later. Additionally, if s3-Hop can not follow the life advice he wrote down, why does he act badly in such a different way then when he acted badly in s1/s2?

Because of this extreme character change I sadly can not watch s3-Hop anymore without being upset. It's just so unbelievable and unenjoyable.

Did Sarah's death or Mike's dating Eleven or PTSD from Vietnan explain or justify Hopper's s3 change?

These items have been mentioned as possible explanations for s3-Hop being so different from s1/s2. I initially tried to use Mike dating El as an excuse for Hopper's changes but after three s3 viewings I gave up because of everything else I've written in this essay. Here are some reasons while these explanations do not work for me.

1) Sarah's death was wrapped up when Hopper and Joyce saved Will in the upside down. Hopper literally brought Will back to life, something he could not do with Sarah. This was in incredibly moving scene and the end of a powerful arc for Hopper. But the point is it was the end of the arc: Sarah's death still impacts Hopper in s2 dealing with Eleven but Sarah dying isn't a driving force for s3-Hop and how he acts. That arc wrapped up and though it guides s2-Hop, he still acts in a consistent manor. In season 3 there's no mention of Sarah making s3-Hop stressed out so that arc is not in play.

2) Mike dating Eleven and their disrespecting Hopper are certainly stresses for s3-Hop but his reaction to breaking them up is out of character. El and Mike giggle and whisper with each other. Then s3-Hop - an adult, parent, and police chief - cruelly lies to Mike that his grandma is sick and then holds him in the car and threatens him after Mike angrily used profanity. Many commenters call Mike a "little sh|t" and side with tough guy s3-Hop and his approach. It would be consistent and believable for s3-Hop to act like this at night and then the next morning to have shown some remorse or some kind of caring to Eleven. s3-Hop could have said "too bad Mike isn't coming, let's have Eggos tonight and watch a Western." But he did not say anything to El. Instead, he smiled and then happily sang in the car on the way to work.

3) PTSD does not explain s3-Hop's behavior since we never see any evidence in the show that he is having flashbacks or any issues related to Vietnam. Also, writers just can't use PTSD as a do-anything-whenever-you-want-with-a-character excuse. Not only is there no Vietnam PTSD evidence in the episodes, there are many quotes from the official book with Hopper that he does not have PTSD.

3a) In s1, s2, and s3 the words "Vietnam" and "veteran" are never spoken. The only indication of Vietnam is a box under under Hop's cabin floor that Eleven sees when she discovers the trap door. Hopper never speaks of dreams or flashbacks and there is no other indication he has PTSD from Vietnam. His divorce, drinking, and pill abuse are all from Sarah dying based on what we see in the episodes.

3b) From the official book Stranger Things: Darkness on the Edge of Town (published May 28 2019):

1984 DECEMBER 26 - 11 days after the Snow Ball Dance with Jim and El in the cabin: The truth was, Hopper realized, that he didn’t want to talk about Vietnam, not because it was a trauma or a personal demon, but because it was ancient history—but more than that, it felt like part of some other person’s life. Although he hadn’t really stopped to consider it properly, he was aware of how he had compartmentalized his past in his own mind. So, yes, Vietnam had been difficult, and he had come back changed—as most people did, of course—but it just wasn’t relevant, not anymore. That wasn’t him, not now. Because he had come to accept that there were really only two parts to his life. Before Sara. After Sara. And nothing else really mattered. Vietnam included. He just wasn’t quite sure how he was going to explain that to El. “Because,” said Hopper with a smile, “Vietnam was a long time ago. I mean, a really long time ago. And I’m not that person now.” He leaned forward on the table, resting on his elbows. “Look, I’m sorry, really. I can understand that you are curious. And I understand you want to know more about me. I’m your—” He paused. El raised an eyebrow, cocked her chin again, waiting for the response. Hopper sighed, happily. “I’m your dad, now. And yes, there is a lot you don’t know about me. Vietnam included. One day I’ll tell you about it, when you’re older.”

1977 JULY 13 - Homicide Detective Hopper in New York City: This was a support group for veterans of the Vietnam War. Hopper knew such groups existed. He knew full well that such groups were needed. That he’d come out of the war unscathed and with his marbles all where they should be was a blessing. Okay, it had changed him, and he wasn’t going to pretend that it hadn’t been difficult at times. But what the war had done to some people... He’d never felt the need to attend a meeting like this himself, but he was glad they were there for those who did feel that need.

How can Jim Hopper's portrayal recover in season 4?

First off, there is no doubt that David Harbour is returning to play Jim Hopper in season 4 (and s5 if there is one). This is David's big, career making role that is getting him award nominations/wins (the most for any adult ST actor), and he just got a huge raise (80k to 350k per episode). And, most importantly, he loves doing the show and the people in it (especially Millie).

Since what's done is done with s3-Hop, what can happen with Hopper in s4 to bring him back into a believable and enjoyable form for huge ST fans who miss s1/s2 Jim Hopper?

I am very much hoping that Hopper will dial back or eliminate his new s3 qualities, like being whiny, selfish, complaining constantly, etc. Please bring back some of his old s1/s2 strength and empathy under a grumpy exterior.

And I hope Hopper does a reset with three people:

1) Mike - Hopper needs to do more to make up to Mike than just saying "Mike, Be careful" like he did in s3e8 at the Mall. Hop should clearly say that he accepts Mike as El's boyfriend and that he knows he'll do everything possible to keep her safe. Which is actually what Mike did for all of s3 while s3-Hop was adventuring with Joyce.

2) Eleven - While the Letter explains why Hop was feeling upset (change, less time with El, etc), it does not justify how s3-Hop acted afterward when he lied and threatened Mike breaking them up. Hop needs to clearly apologize to Eleven for being selfish, immature, and inconsiderate.

3) Joyce - I hope that Hopper admits to Joyce that he acted like a jerk towards her and that he promises to be a better person in general and especially better with her. That's the only way I can make any sense out of Joyce and Hopper being any kind of couple: Hop has to own up to his terrible behavior towards Joyce and promise to be better.

The End! Sort of... :)

Well, you've read or skimmed or skipped all the way to the almost end and I thank you for taking time to look at my thoughts about Jim Hopper's portrayal in season 3. I still love Hop and think David does an incredible acting job with him in each season. I've been 100% sure he's coming back since the Duffers have bluntly said: no body = no death. So while I'm a little scared at how Hopper will be characterized in season 4, I'm also very excited to see it! Word is that season 4 will have more episodes (10, 11, 12?) than normal. Plus, the Duffers just signed a big deal with Netflix so I'm wondering if season 4 will be a semi-finale for the series and give the Duffers and the stars a break to do other stuff and then come back for a movie or a season after more ideas have percolated in the Duffers' creative minds.

So, here's looking forward to season 4 when we can see Jim Hopper evolve along with all the other great Stranger Things characters.

[bayrut]

thoughts on me 😌 jk Okay, thoughts on every solo album from each former member of one direction (but just the ones you wanna do, don’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable 👉🏽👈🏽)

thoughts on ceci: truly iconic i love her. best gifs, edits. funniest person. sweatest heart ever. deserves better. underrated.

i put my thoughts on each solo album under a cut because it got very long (took me 30 mins to write) and sorry i did not proof read i wanna go shower

okay let’s gooo

mind of mine-zayn: i’m gonna be honest, back when it came out i didn’t love it because it wasn’t my music style at all (still isn’t) but i knew it was good. like music can be good even if it’s not my style you know? but i had a few tracks i really loved a lot (for example, it’s you, she, intermission:flower, truth) that i loved a lot. but i have been relistening to the album for the last year and i think it’s really growing on me. but i still dislike pillowtalk, haven’t heard it since it came out, and probably never will again sorry i do not like it

hs1-h: when it came out i listened to it like 1 time, some songs i couldn’t finish, and i honestly don’t remember what they sound like (meet me in the hallway, carolina, only angel, kiwi, ever since new york, woman), the rest (sign of the times, two ghosts, sweet creature, from the dining table) i was like okay, maybe they’ll grow on me, so i listened to them for a while, maybe a month or two, still, they did not grow on me. some of the lyrics are quite sexist imo and make me uncomfortable. then i didn’t listen to them at all, apart for sott since it was played on radios etc. i heard hs1 one last time (not completely, only partly) around july 2018 because i watched a livestream of his last show? but i got bored halfway so didn’t watch it all. it was his only live show i’ve seen videos off. i’ve never heard those two unreleased songs he used to sing live ever (medecine, anna)

flicker-niall: i would like to send a kiss to mr niall james horan i love this album so much!! okay not all songs, but the majority make me feel so warm and i love them!! shout out to this town, seeing blind, paper houses, since we’re alone, flicker, and on my own. i don’t really like on the loose and slow hands, but not because they’re bad, i just can’t relate to them oops. also the orchestra version? amazing, probably the best decision niall has ever done his entire life!!! in conclusion, i love it, what a great opening for his career, iconic, i knew niall would deliver, but, it deserved better.

icarus falls-zayn: thank you king for all this good food i love it. no but really, zayn was like here’s 30 songs enjoy! like wow awesome. ok i don’t love the collabs on it, tbh i don’t listen to them. i like the vibe of the album, the story, the visual videos, etc a lot. it’s a very different feel from mind of mind, very refreshing, i love it a lot. although it’s thirty!!! songs, it leaves me at the edge of my seat asking for more, i can’t wait for his third album. my faves are definitely: let me, natural, common, stand still, flight of the stars, there you are, i don’t mind, satisfaction, entertainer, good years. it has a feel of a 3am drive with a friend, but you’re both not talking and you’re both going nowhere. that sad summer nostalgia. love it, makes me wanna cry.

lp1-liam: i honestly liked liam’s ep, and his singles, a lot better than his album. but he didnt write too many songs on them, it’s a bit weird because i can’t really judge liam’s music from it, since i don’t think it’s completely him. remember and heart meet break are probably my two faves from it.

fine line-h: thank God i have not heard any of those songs, and i hope i never will. i’ve read lyrics of it. very sexist i hate it thanks and can he stop singing about fruit? i like eating fruit he’s ruining it for me

heartbreak weather-niall: okay tbh the teasers were so cute and i was very excited for this album, the whole story concept etc, the colours etc. still to this day idk if i prefer flicker or HW because they’re both really good!! i think in terms of music, you can see a clear evolution from flicker to HW, he improved a lot. but still i love flicker because the songs make me wanna cry. some songs i can’t relate to at all: small talk, arms of a stranger, new angel, etc because niall is horny (which is valid but i’m asexual). but surprisingly i’m addicted to small talk from his live performance... makes me wanna scream i love it. my faves are heartbreak weather, dear patience, everywhere, still. i think still is the best song niall has ever written ever he can’t possibly outshine it it’s too good. 

walls-louis: ok i did them all in chronological order but left walls for the end because i just!!!! love it so much i will cry. there are only 2 artists for which i can not skip any songs at all and louis is one of them i’m not exaggerating. any other artists i like (even like, mika) have made some song-mistakes. louis no. never. never has and never will i know it in my heart. walls means so much to me but before i get into that can i just say i love the 4 pre walls songs???? they deserved better rest in peace 2017!lt1. ok so now walls. it is so personal, the lyrics are so so clever, the music is beautiful. my faves are kill my mind, don’t let it break your heart, two of us, we made it, too young, walls, habit, always you, fearless, perfect now, defenceless, only the brave, (and yes i am adding the japan bonus tracks because i am BITTER), just hold on, miss you. yes i did just list the whole album no i do not care you are not allowed to complain about that. this summer at work i was so bored i’d just sit in the sun and sing all of louis’ discography in my head on loop. and i’d listen to walls 1/2 on my way to work and 1/2 on my way back home. the album is so beautiful ceci sorry i am not making sense i am not eloquent at all but it means so much to me i can’t believe his album was delayed so long. i think because it was delayed, maybe the songs aren’t as coherent as in other albums. so let’s think about that for a second. if it’s a bit patchy and this good, what about lt2? it’s gonna be amazing so good he’s gonna kill it he’s just gonna get better and better and better i can’t wait to see it. i’m so thankful that we are allowed to experience louis as an artist, and louis growing as an artist over the years, because he will, and it’s gonna be so beautiful and i’m gonna cry a lot. my description did not do walls justice but know that i love it a lot okay

ask me about my thoughts on stuff 👀

[yeonchi]

Doctor Who Hiatusbreaker Update 2

Although the premiere of Doctor Who Series 13 is still a while off, let alone the announcement of a premiere date, there are a few things I’d like to talk about before that time comes. Let’s get right into it.

Filler series plans to talk about Series 1-10

Some time ago, I had plans to make a ten-part series talking about Series 1-10 in detail, but because I had a lot of stuff going on, those plans were reduced to something I call Doctor Who 10 for 10 - 10 Things for 10 Series, which was to state ten things about each series with at least 4 to 6 of these things being my opinions on each series. This was intended to be a filler series to bide the time before Series 13 comes out, but that may have to come at another time. I’m also continuing with Kisekae Insights if anyone wants to check it out.

The post-Series 13 forecast

Since Series 13 would be Jodie Whittaker’s third series as the Doctor, signs are pointing to this being her final series. There are also rumours stating that there will be two specials in 2022 that would serve as her final episodes. If this is the case, then it means that Jodie Whittaker would have been the Doctor for five years; a five-year-long ordeal of pain because series seem to be released pretty much every other year as a result of the almost-year-long gaps between them, not to mention the fact that less episodes are being produced as time goes on. Whether Chris Chibnall will be remaining on is still unknown at this time. Frankly, I’ll be glad when this is all over because I (and many other fans) have been kept hanging for so long. I just hope the Timeless Child payoff will be worth it.

At this point, the only reason why I’m still watching the series is mainly because I want to know how the Timeless Child arc plays out. The initial shocks have come and gone, but now this is where we wait and see if the aftershocks are as worse.

When I started my Thirteenth Doctor Reviews, I made a pact that I would cut off all ties with the series going forward if the Fourteenth Doctor was another female. Given the Timeless Child arc and the rumours that Olly Alexander would replace Jodie Whittaker (which would make him the first gay actor to play the Doctor) that came and went because his agent stated that he was focusing on music for the time being, I’ve honestly stopped giving a shit at this point. I’ll probably continue being a casual fan of Doctor Who, watching episodes as they come out, but regardless, all that this series will be to me is like what the Koei Warriors series has degraded itself to over the past decade. I’ll still be grateful for all the inspiration and opportunities it has provided me with over the years, but I’ll probably accept that the series has gone on a downward spiral with seemingly no way of coming back up. But hey, all will be revealed in due time, so the forecast isn’t that bleak for now.

The first look into Series 13 (added 26 July 2021)

So just today, two days after I originally published this post, the teaser trailer for Doctor Who Series 13 was released following the 2021 San Diego Comic Con@Home. Aside from the Doctor, Yaz and Dan, the only other character we see is Vinder, a recurring character throughout the series who will be played by Jacob Anderson. Recurring character, you say, and that’s because Series 13 will apparently be a single serialised story. This brings callbacks to The Trial of a Time Lord or more loosely, the multiple two-parters of Series 9. We still don’t get an exact premiere date, only that it will premiere “later this year”, but given that Series 11 and 12 took about 10 months to film, we can predict that filming of Series 13 will likely be wrapping up in the next month. Whether there will be a shorter run of five or six episodes (thereby reserving two of those episodes for the 2022 specials, assuming they won’t be filmed separately to Series 13) is unknown, but regardless, I’m looking forward to watching and reviewing the series for myself.

Jodie Whittaker and Chris Chibnall leave Doctor Who (added 30 July 2021) 

In news that will surprise no one, Jodie Whittaker and Chris Chibnall have announced that they will be leaving the series in 2022. Technically, the news isn’t much of a surprise in terms of Whittaker than it is for Chibnall, as Russell T Davies and Steven Moffat have been showrunner for two Doctors each. But hey, with this, it means that my Thirteenth Doctor Reviews will also be a review of Chibnall’s run as showrunner.

My initial thoughts on this, which may or may not change coming up to Whittaker’s final episode - it was an okay run while it lasted, but honestly, good riddance. How’s that five year plan of yours going, Chibnall? If your plan was to divide the fanbase and leave them hanging with gaps between series, then you’ve really done it.

On top of this, Series 13 will be six episodes long, with the remaining two episodes to be broadcast as specials in 2022. The first of them will be a New Year’s Special (surprise surprise) and the second will follow in Spring 2022 (Northern Hemisphere). The Thirteenth Doctor’s final episode will premiere in Autumn 2022 (Northern Hemisphere) as part of the BBC’s Centenary celebrations. Some tentative dates I’m predicting are 18 October 2022, the 100th anniversary of the BBC, 23 November 2022, the 59th anniversary of Doctor Who, or 1 January 2023, which would make it another New Year’s Special (I’m not discounting 25 December 2022, I just think it’s less likely given how this era has been).

With this, the Fourteenth Doctor is expected to debut in 2023, the 60th anniversary year of Doctor Who. I just hope the new production team doesn’t disappoint the fans with that.

In terms of statistics, Jodie Whittaker has played the Doctor for 31 episodes, making her run the second shortest behind Christopher Eccleston. Peter Capaldi played the Doctor for 40 episodes, Matt Smith for 44 episodes and David Tennant for 47.

My hopes for Whittaker and Chibnall’s final episodes haven’t changed; I want to see what happens with the Timeless Child arc (and also Ruth). Whether the Fourteenth Doctor will be male or female (or played by a non-binary or trans actor), I have a few basic preliminary hopes for the next run; make each series 13 episodes again with a Christmas Special each year and put the series back on Saturday nights, like it was before Whittaker and Chibnall. Also, can we go back to filming in the 16:9 ratio? I can never get over how weird it looks on my screen (at full screen, it doesn’t look so weird when I have it playing on half screen, which is what I usually do when I write my reviews).

Jay Exci - The Fall of Doctor Who

Yes, it has been a while and I know I could have told everyone about this earlier, but better late than never I suppose. A couple of months ago, Jay Exci did a 5-hour long critique of the Chibnall era in his video, The Fall of Doctor Who. For some reason, there are those who see it as controversial because they’re NPCs who don’t want to hear criticism of the Chibnall era or they’re spergs who aren’t mature enough to sit through a 5-hour video they can watch in chunks, but hey, it’s pretty good. This is more in-depth than the reviews that people like Bowlestrek or Nerdrotic make, which essentially put Jay on their level in the eyes of the NPCs despite denying that they are on their level and being a sperg about how they’re better than them. Welcome to the party, Jay, you can check out anytime but you can never leave. 

Anyway, you can check out the video below. Even if you don’t feel like watching the whole video, I highly suggest that you watch section 4.2 onwards (timestamped link here) as it does resonate with my feelings on the Timeless Child arc. I swear, this is just like Dynasty Warriors 9 all over again. I know the feeling.

Cancel culture comes for Noel Clarke and John Barrowman

The thing about cancel culture is that people can be petty about things other people have done or said years ago and they can justify it with the excuse that they’re doing it to hold those people accountable. Depending on the context, it can expose the fact that that person is a major piece of shit or it can be an overreaction to something, which in the minds of today’s society is normally the latter.

Around the time that Noel Clarke was nominated for a Bafta at the end of March, allegations emerged of abuse and sexual misconduct against him. 20 women came forward with their stories and as a result, the final episode of Viewpoint was pulled from broadcast (but still released on Blu-ray and DVD) and Bulletproof was cancelled before filming on the fourth series would begin.

In May, video emerged of Clarke at Chicago TARDIS in 2014 talking about how John Barrowman would expose his genitals and slap it on people and things. This led to allegations about Barrowman surfacing, resulting in him apologising for his actions even though he had already been reprimanded for them over a decade ago and apologised in November 2008. Despite this, his contribution to the immersive theatrical event Doctor Who: Time Fracture was pulled and Big Finish have decided to shelf the release of Torchwood: Absent Friends, which would have featured David Tennant as the Tenth Doctor.

Now, I don’t care about Noel Clarke by any means, but this situation is honestly sad for John Barrowman because it shows that cancel culture spares no victims and leaves no fossil undiscovered. These PR stunts have clearly shown that the spineless people involved with those productions are so concerned with saving face that they are unable to just overlook these transgressions for the sake of fans who actually wanted to see him reprise his role as Captain Jack Harkness. But hey, what do I know? I don’t really care for anything other than the TV series, but it really shows how shameless corporations can be.

Once again, we don’t exactly know when Doctor Who Series 13 will premiere, but if you ask me, I predict that it will premiere in October or November. I’ll see you all again around that time.