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dreamcatchers-husband · 1 year

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Celebration

Male Reader X Dreamcatcher Gaheyon

Length: 2200+

Tags: creampie, quckie

A tiny follow up to my NNN fic. You can read it here if you haven't before. Happy 1 year smut writing anniversary to me.

What would be a cause for celebration? Getting a raise? Getting a new car? There are so many things that can fall under that category but your entire company was in the building for one main reason. The celebration of your successful partnership with apple.

The launch of the new iPhone, combined with your camera technology shot profit margins up 16%. Getting a cut of the sales, it was simple to say how much richer you just got. With that money, you instantly booked a fancy caterer as well as unlimited drinks for your employees.

Everyone was in as you told them to come and just have a good time. That brought you to the main conference room, plenty of workers were piled in the room as well as you and the girls. As a camera pointed at your face, your mouth opened as you began to give a small speech.

“Ladies and gentlemen. I’m sorry to have brought you all here. I’m sure the offer of great food and unlimited food sounded horrible to you all.”

A small chuckle left everyone’s mouth as you continued your speech.

“As everyone knows, this partnership helped our company reach new heights as our profit margins reached new heights. With that success, Apple has decided to continue working with us in the long run. So In honor of that, everyone here will be getting a pay raise as a thank you for all your hard work.”

Loud cheers could be heard all around after you said that.

“All of this couldn't have been done without you all so drink, eat, and enjoy yourselves. Cars will be available to drive you home should you require one. Have fun.”

With that said, the camera turned off and everyone clapped toward you. Once the clapping stopped, you found yourself surrounded by the girls. Dami immediately intertwined her hand with your own and kissed your cheek.

“Congratulations Kangdae. I think I speak for all of the girls here that we are proud of you.”

“No. I should be the one who is proud of all of you. If it wasn’t for Jiu, this deal wouldn't have happened. All the hard work you all put into it made this happen. I was just along for the ride.”

Jiu patted you on the back and rested her head on your shoulder.

“Ok ok. Enough of saying who did what. If we continued, we would get nowhere so let’s all agree everyone worked hard ok?”

With a nod, each of the girls picked up a glass of champagne and raised it. Following their example, you did the same.

“To Go Tech.”

“TO GO TECH!”

As you all downed the glasses of alcohol, Yoohyeon looked at all of you and smiled.

“As good as that champagne was. I think we need something a little stronger. How about a nice scotch?”

You already knew what Yoohyeon was asking for. A Certain bottle that had been in your office for a couple of years now, untouched.

“Yooh. I have been saving that bottle for a special occasion.”

Handong rolled her eyes at you and then spoke.

“I think this qualifies as a special occasion. We won’t finish it right now. Just let us all enjoy a glass.”

“Ok, what am I missing here? What bottle?”

Siyeon, always the last one to pick up on things, looked at all of you confused. Sua chuckled and gave Siyeon a small smack on the head.

“Kangdae has a bottle of 1928 Macallan. The anniversary malt just sitting in his office. You haven’t noticed it?”

“No! Isn’t that a $300,000 bottle of whiskey?”

“Yes, it is. Look, fine I will go grab it but please don’t finish it. I’ll be right back.”

Leaving the conference room, you found yourself at the elevator scanning your key card to give you priority. As the elevator dinged, a small figure stood next to you and took hold of your hand. The petite hand that held your own was Gahyeon so you just walked into the metal machine and ordered the button to the top floor.

“They told me to keep you company since some people came to talk to them but no funny business.”

“Of course. They want to try one of the most expensive bottles of scotch in the world.”

A small frown was on the girl’s face as she looked up at you. That face of hers was always a weakness of yours so you ducked down a bit and gave the girl a small kiss on the lips. At that moment, the ding from the elevator returned as you reached the top floor.

Walking out into the hallway, your legs brought you towards your office until you were face to face with the door. Pushing the wooden entry to the room, you made your way to the right wall and found your liquor bottles lined up. As your hand reached out for the brown bottle, your body was suddenly pushed. The sudden jerk on your body caused you to fall on the couch, looking up.

A toothy smile filled your friend's face as she walked closer and closer to you.

“Gahyeon. No funny business, remember?”

“Yeah. This isn’t funny business. What’s so funny about me sitting on your lap?”

Gahyeon did exactly that and sat down on your lap. The Chanel straps on her shoulders hit your eyes as they went farther down. Gahyeon had a gray skirt on, but in this position, it was very pushed up. Your eyes immediately noticed the uncovered fold on her lower half.

Your mouth began to water as the young woman raised your eyes back up to hers.

“Hey, Mister. No funny business remember?”

Gahyeon’s mocking tone was enough to anger you as you flipped your positions. Laying Gahyeon down on the couch, your hands pulled down on her skirt and exposed her lower half. Gahyeon didn’t even hesitate as she took off her blouse and bra.

Gahyeon was no stranger to sex in your office, so the speed she took off her clothes was faster than what seemed humanly possible. Wrapping your arms around her thighs, you immediately dig into one of your favorite meals. Your tongue repeatedly flicked on her folds as the woman let out small moans.

Bringing your hands to her folds, you opened her pussy and found the small nub which you knew would help you achieve what you want quickly. With each flick of your tongue on her clit, the more Gahyeon began to jolt around. Wanting to stimulate her more, you pushed one of your fingers into the woman's snatch.

Just one finger was already a bit of a struggle but when you introduced another finger, Gahyeon’s yells got louder. The combined efforts of your fingers and tongue brought your friend closer and closer to her peak. A sudden squeeze was felt around your head as the girl wrapped her thighs around it.

With each jump from her body, the faster you moved your appendages. Finally reaching her peak, Gahyeon yelled and squeezed your head as hard as she could with her thick thighs. A rush of fluids hit your tongue as you were quick to drink as much as you could.

Coming down from her high, Gahyeon loosened her grip on your head and panted for air. Cleaning your face of the remaining fluids, your hands took off your suit and other articles of clothing. Your cock twitched looking at the nude body of Gahyeon. When her eyes began to open once more, a smile filled her face as she saw your rod.

Without hesitation, Gahyeon got up and kneeled as you sat back down on the couch. Getting closer to your rod, Gahyeon wrapped her delicate hands around cock and stroked it. Her eyes seemed hypnotized as she continued to move her hand up and down.

“This cock of yours. I get amazed every time I see it. So what do you want me to do? Perhaps Kiss it?”

Gahyeon did exactly that and gave the tip of your rod a small kiss. The girl was normally the first to jump on doing anything with your dick, but this was the first time she was teasing you.

“No sweetie. You know what I want.”

“And what would that be? Maybe my tits wrapped around them?”

Bringing her chest up, her soft breast wrapped around your cock as the young woman began to move your length up and down between them. The soft skin from her boobs felt great as the girl just looked into your eyes. That dangerous smirk returned as she continued to play with you.

You finally got angry enough that you took Gahyeon’s face in your hands and glared at her.

“Suck my fucking cock you little whore. Get it ready for your pussy.”

“Yes sir.”

In an instant, the young woman put her lips on the tip of your cock and plunged her throat down on it. At first, the bops from her head are small ones until she gives you another smirk. Putting her hands on your legs, Gahyeon brought your entire length down on your rod. A bulge could almost be seen in Gahyeon’s throat as she swallowed your cock.

Gahyeon’s sucks began to speed up as you put your hand on top of her head. As you continued to guide her mouth down your length, Gahyeon suddenly stopped and pulled her lips off your cock. A grunt left your mouth as you gave Gahyeon an angry stare.

“Daddy. You said to get it wet so you can fuck my pussy. I think it’s wet enough. Besides, you know you love my pussy more.”

Gahyeon jumped back on top of your lap and lined her pussy up with your cock. A sudden plunge brought back into the familiar feeling of her snatch. Raising her hips, the young woman began to jump on your length. Putting your hands on her hips, you began to help her movements as she continued to fuck herself into your cock.

“Fuck, daddy. I love your cock. No one else can fuck me like you.”

A possessive nature took over as you grabbed Gahyeon’s face and made her look into your eyes.

“What do you mean no one else? Who have you been fucking beside me?”

“N-No one daddy. Just you.”

“It sure sounds like you have been. I better not ever see you fucking another guy. You got that you fucking brat?”

Putting your hand on her neck, the young woman began to look at you nervously as the hold on her neck tightened. Gahyeon’s pussy at that moment began to tighten around your cock as you continued to shove your length into her tunnel. Your speed increased as Gahyeon's eyes began to roll back.

You let go of the grip a bit but Gahyeon pulled you closer and tightened the grip on your hand once more. Seeing she liked it, you did your best to choke her as safely as you can while the girl bounced.

“I’M CUMMING.”

It was sudden but a rush of fluids shot from the girl's pussy as she began to jolt around like earlier. Gahyeon stopped bouncing as she laid her head on your chest. You knew that people were waiting for you so you decided to continue fucking her after a few seconds.

“W-Wait daddy. I j-just came.”

“Well, I didn’t you little whore.”

Throwing Gahyeon back on the couch m. You brought her ass up and shoved your length back into her tunnel. With your hands, you pulled her upper body and put both of your hands on her breasts. Giving her nipples a few small pinches, you pistoned repeatedly into her snatch as the girl yelled. It’s a bit embarrassing as you can already feel your cock twitching but with all the strength you had left, you fucked her pussy as her hands moved all around.

“I’M CUMMING AGAIN!”

Gahyeon gave you a slap to the face by accident but it somehow served as a catalyst for your peak to arrive. As your load shot deep into Gahyeon’s pussy, the young woman suddenly stopped moving as her pussy contracted around your rod. Gahyeon was milking you dry, and you were sure to give her all you had in your balls.

The strength in your body seemed to leave as you both lay down on top of the couch. As you both panted for air, the door to your office opened and the rest of the girls walked in on this scene.

“You two really couldn’t wait?”

The judging tone from Dami made you look down in embarrassment as your girlfriend walked closer to the two of you. Staring the two of you up and down, Dami threw your clothes at the two of you and laughed.

“It’s my day. Gahyeon you lost your day now and I get the rest of today. You better be ready, Kangdae. I’m going to make you so empty that you might cry.”

All of the girls giggled at what she said to you as Gahyeon began to put her clothes back on. She rolled her eyes but nodded her head in agreement with what Dami said.

You haven’t seen Dami give you a smirk like Gahyeon before. Should you be worried?

Guess only time will tell how you feel in the morning.

a/n- Thank you for reading. Thank you to anyone who enjoyed any of my works over this year. To be honest i have been debating if i should retire from smut writing and im still not sure but if i continue my work will just come out very slow. Thank you again.

#smut #dreamcatchersmut

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new-revenant · 2 years

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Okay, this is a DP x DC AU idea, but it could also work for a regular DP AU. The main premise is that Danny (Phantom or Fenton but I prefer Fenton) pretends to be magic user.

Normal DP AU idea first-Danny accidentally uses his powers in front of his parents and claims that it’s just magic because he thinks that his parent would be more accepting of him using magic rather than being a ghost. Surprisingly it works, but now they want a scientific explanation for it while Danny is being very defensive about it. They want to respect their son’s wishes, but being able to science magic is very appealing.

Now onto a more dc exclusive idea-there may be a no-meta rule in Gotham, but I’m pretty sure there’s not a no-magic-user rule there. So, in the case of Danny needed to use his powers, he could come up with the excuse that he just has magic.

And since Gotham is cursed to all hell and-I think this is a somewhat popular hc based on my semi-occasional lurking of the batman tag but take that with a bucket of salt-magic users don’t want to touch it with a ten foot pole. So when Danny’s asked, “then why are you here?” he can say “I don’t like dealing with other magic users they all suck.” Idk that’s just the most believable thing I can think off that Danny would actually say as an reason. I’ll be going more into this idea under the cut.

Now the actual reason for why he’s in Gotham can be anything. If he’s on a school trip he can just say “I’m on a school trip” if he uses his powers as Danny Fenton. He could be on the run, whether it be from his own parents, the GIW, Vlad, or something else. Sky’s the limit with this.

If he’s using his powers as Phantom, however, then that excuse probably isn’t going to work since he is obviously glowing and has an echoy voice, not to mention he’s also wearing a hazmat suit and definitely looks like a child who died in a lab accident, yet oddly looks completely untouched by anything that could’ve hurt him. So that wouldn’t work for my idea, so Fake-Magic-User!Danny Fenton.

Now Danny can’t keep this up forever, Batman-and the rest of the batfam-going to see some holes in his scheme(i know it’s not the right word but I can’t think of something better)and would try to get an actual magic user’s opinion. Now let’s get out what I think the five magic users I know of would react to the being asked to check this out-but also take this with a bucket of salt since my knowledge of dc is surface level at best;

Dr. Fate - It would funny if he was just, busy doing who knows what and no one could contact him. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen that in a fic once so :). But the best part would be that he appears once Danny reveals that he’s in fact not a magic user. Dr. Fate would float down from somewhere in the sky and say something along the lines of “You are Daniel [middle name] Fenton, the ghost hero known as Phantom,” I don’t know how he talks exactly, but it’s something like that. Just completely pulls the rug under Danny and just summarizes everything. Danny’s secret identity would’ve also been slightly revealed but Dr. Fate would put a nice little bow on it. Or maybe I have no idea how Dr. Fate acts so I would love for someone who did know more about him to put out their own ideas for this. Same goes with the other magic users I’m going to talk about.

Constantine - He would be like “Eh, he’s not hurting anyone other than himself, it’ll be fine. Come get me when he start tearing fabrics of reality.” Okay, not exactly like that but he would just not want to go to Gotham and the whole situation with Danny. From the Bat’s description, Danny wouldn’t sound worth his time/it would something that the batfam could easily handle. And he would just direct them to Zatanna for magic questions/suggest for them to just ask Zatanna and leave him alone. Speaking of Zatanna-

Zatanna - I have no idea on how she would act. The only reference I have for her is from the YJ cartoon so based on that she might go check it out immediately but Danny would try everything in his power to evade her until she gives up. He would definitely be able to do so unless Zatanna does some dues es machania(can’t spell that) that teleports her right next to Danny. Even her being able to track him he can still run away for days.

Raven - I’m pretty sure she’s a magic user, I don’t see why not. But like with Zatanna, the only reference for Raven is from a cartoon-Teen Titans(not go). So she probably wouldn’t care if Danny wasn’t a threat. Yeah I don’t have much to say I should probably rewatch TT.

Captain Marvel/Shazam - He is a magic user right? Anyhow, I’m pretty sure that he’d be the only one to actually meet Danny. But I don’t think that he would instantly go “yeah this guy’s not a magic user” but would instead be like “huh, this guy’s vibes are weird. maybe he just has weird magic?” But, I also like to imagine that by some twist of fate he’s the first dc character to meet Phantom and would be able to put two and two together(thanks Wisdom of Solomon). That doesn’t automatically mean that Billy would spill the bean though, depending on the impression Danny leaves, he would 100% help him out with his charade.

Basically, Danny would be able to keep this up for a good few months to weeks at best lol depending on how much of a threat he seems to be and how much he would actually use his powers.

But yeah, that’s about all I have on this idea for now. I hope y’all like it as much as I do :)

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dp crossover #danny fenton #danny phantom crossover #dp au #danny phantom au #revenant rambles

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lambment · 2 months

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FAQ & Important Info

About me:

bday: march 30th

lgbt?: im bi

What can we call you?

Lambment is fine, its supposed to be a play on of Lament or Lambent you can also call me Pepaw!

What pronouns do you use?

I'd prefer They/Them, but you can use She/Her.

Whats your Main blog?

Im still deciding whether I want to have my two blogs associated, Im enjoying the anonyminity. That being said, I may say whatever and link em', but you'll just have to wait until then.

Mutuals are free to ask though, theres a level of understanding that I trust you when I started following you.

Art Related:

What art program(s) do you use?

Procreate and Clip studio Paint. Brushes: Shiyoon Kims Wet Brush pack (X) and several Max Packs (X) for procreate in CSP I use the defaults + these two lineart brushes (X) (X)

How long have you been drawing?

I've always drawn, but I started getting really serious at 14, around the same time I first made my main blog. I was self taught up until I got into animation school.

What do you do as a career?

I'm currently doing Freelance work for companies and individuals. I was previously an animator, I'm moving over to storyboarding now.

Do you have a store for your art?

yes, probably wont be posting it here until/if I decide to link my main blog, But I'm willing to make prints or zines in the future!

Do you take requests/commissions?

I do have commissions. all the slots are currently filled, but you can message me and request an inquiry for wait times/prices. for the time being small requests are open, they may close soon, and there’s no real guarantee I’d do anything with them.

Asks and Messaging:

Rules for asks/tagging?

Anyone can send me a message, Mutuals, Anons or not!

Dont send discourse or anything explicitly NSFW. you'll be blocked lol. suggestive I dont mind, also artistic nudity is oki doki, but if theres two people tangoing I dont want to see it. if you send me triggering content I’ll mind blast you into dust. (block).

Do not send and DNI's?

Transphobia, Homophobia, Acephobia. All the obvious bigot contenders.

SA, pdfilia and incest are absolute no goes.

***very important to note to be aware of when you’re making sexual comments on someones posts, are you actually being ‘funny haha’ or are u just being explicit.

are you okay with me direct messaging you?

only if we have spoken before/ you're giving me a headsup about something/ I've prompted you to send me one. Mutuals are free to DM though. willy nilly even.

***minors: please refrain from dming me to chit chat, im not down to and it will probably end with me lecturing you about internet safety.***

Why don’t you answer my asks/dms?

my main blog has +1000 unanswered asks... I’m tiored. (I also hoard the nice ones sometimes like its a pile of treasure, dont ask me why) as for DM's, unprompted messages from strangers will not always get answered sorry. I also sometimes just dont see it because im an old man w ADHD thats logged off the internet.

Misc

why are you posting political stuff on your art/fandom blog?

because I can and caring should have no such boundaries.

Can you reblog my donation posts?

no. too many scams.

#faq page #alot of these are just FAQ's from my main blog #u can ignore this

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barleyo · 3 months

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Hitched.

Strip Weathers X F! Reader

A/N: Once again, this is another self-indulgent type of deal. Crazy, I know, to be in love with a CAR, but hey, what’re you gonna do? You gonna stop me? Yeah, that's what I thought. This is a human AU, but I won’t give a heavy description of Strip, that way you can use your imagination.

Summary: After another win, (Y/N) took her racing legend boyfriend, Strip Weathers, the one and only king, out to dinner with a group of friends. Though, while in the restaurant she started feeling a little jealous of their friend’s relationship. Can he make it up to her? Or will he leave her disappointed?

Tags: fluff, the smallest amount of angst possible, jealousy, human au!, marriage, drama

Wordcount: 2,081

“Looks like Dinoco’s golden boy is keeping his winning streak,” (Y/N) said after grabbing Strip’s hand, “I’m real proud of you, I hope you know that.”

“Thank you, dear. Wouldn’t be able to do with without you, you know.” He squeezed her hand in affirmation.

She smiled at the feeling and squeezed back. She yanked his hand lightly, urging him to walk with her.

“Come on now, we have to get to dinner, everybody waiting for us, Strip,” she pulled him out of the racing track’s front office to her car in the parking lot, “I’ll drive tonight, I think you’ve done enough of that.”

“Whatever you say, hon.” Strip smiled at her concern for him, knowing that he would’ve been fine to drive either way.

He walked around the front of the car to the passenger side. He sat in the seat and put on his seatbelt while waiting for (Y/N) to finish adjusting the radio to her favorite station.

“Alrighty, let’s go before they get upset with us,” (Y/N) pulled out onto the main road.

“Who all’s gonna be there, (Y/N)? You didn’t invite Chick, did you?” Strip asked.

“Now, why would I invite Chick? He’s such a petty, little thing. No, it’s just gonna be Lightning and Sally. I love her, she’s so nice, ain’t she? She keeps Lightning grounded,” she giggled, “uhm, Tex will be there, of course, and us too!”

He thought for a moment, going over the names in his mind.

“Cal won’t be there? Something come up with him?”

“Aw, yeah. Cal’s out on vacation with your sister for another week. Sorry, honey, I wish he could be there too,” she frowned, placing her hand overtop of his.

He hummed, caressing the top of her hand with his thumb. He looked over to the GPS screen.

“Oh, looks like we’re almost there, so be thinking about what you want to order, you know Tex takes forever to decide.”

She snickered, “That’s alright, I’m telling him you said that, Strip.”

“Lord, (Y/N), he knows. I think he does it on purpose,” he chuckled, “old man probably thinks it’s funny.”

“Lord, bless him,” she snorted.

(Y/N) pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, unbuckled, and hopped out. She ran over the the passenger side of the car, opening the door.

“No king of mine will open his own car door on his special day,” she joked, “come along, your majesty.”

He jokingly rolled his eyes, “I love you, you little smartass.”

She led him into the restaurant, stopping at the host stand.

“Were here under ‘Weathers,’ party of five? Have our friends been waiting long?”

“No, ma’am. Everyone’s here though. The first two only showed up ten minutes ago, now, if you’ll follow me,” he walked over a to a oval booth in the far back, “Here you are, Mrs. Weathers, someone will be back soon to take orders,” he handed (Y/N) a menu.

“Mrs. Weathers sounds pretty nice, doesn’t it?”

“Soon enough, pumpkin, don’t you worry,” he mumbled back, approaching the table.

“Hey, you two, stop gossiping. It took you long enough to get here,” Lightning said, turning around in his seat.

“Oh, you liar, buddy up at the host stand said you were only here for ten minutes,” (Y/N) took her seat and grinned, “Hey Tex, hi Sally.”

“How’ve you two been? It’s been ages since I’ve seen you,” Sally said, leaning forward on the table.

“Pretty good! We’ve been doing a lot of traveling for Strip’s races, lots of meet and greets, you two?” (Y/N) said while flipping through a drink menu.

“Same here, but it’s been fun, right stickers?”

Lighting grumbled at the nickname, “Yeah, it has. By the way, congrats on winning, King, we’re all proud of you,” he perked up a little.

“Don’t let the fame get to that boy’s head, (Y/N), humble him a little,” Tex joked, patting Strip on the back.

“Lord, Tex, don’t give her any ideas,” Strip laughed, tapping the table.

A waiter walked over to the table, pulling out a small notebook.

“Hey, everyone. Y’all ready to order? For you two?” He pointed his pen toward (Y/N) and Strip questioningly.

Strip placed (Y/N)'s order for her, and then for himself.

Everyone placed their respective orders and the waiter left. Lighting tapped the table, “God, you two know each other too well,” he chuckled, waving his hand in their direction. “I barely knew what I wanted to eat.”

(Y/N) bit her lip to contain her laughter and placed her hand overtop Strip’s, “I guess that’s what happens when you’re with someone for so long.”

“Mhm, you just know after awhile,” he grinned, eyes darting over to (Y/N).

A couple minutes passed as the group continued to chat. They filled the time with questions about work, new hobbies, and their personal relationships. They soon got to the topic of marriage and family.

“Here you all are, enjoy! Food will be out soon,” the waiter placed the drinks down and headed back to the kitchen.

“So,” Sally started, stirring her drink, “are you two thinking about it? Marriage?”

(Y/N) eyed Strip while she answered, studying him for any changes in his face, “Of course, soon enough, soon enough. Can’t come soon enough, I say,” she smiled while playfully wiggling her left ring finger. “How about you and pretty boy over there?”

Sally blushed and lifted her hand up slowly, revealing a thin, platinum ring under the light of the restaurant’s lamp, “The wedding is a few months from now, we actually sent out RSVP forms yesterday,” she beamed.

“Oh, my goodness! I’m so happy for you,” (Y/N) clapped, “How did I not notice that beautiful ring earlier? Oh, I just- wow, guys! That’s great!”

“Congratulations, Lighting, all grown and married,” Strip laughed, patting him on the back.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m excited too, this is big for us and all that,” he looked at Sally, smiling brightly, “It was just time to make a move, I guess.”

Strip nodded, sipping from his glass, “Mhm, the moment has to be right.”

Her eyes shot over at him, an unbelievable expression lacing them.

(Y/N) contained her quiet anger at Strip, biting back her words. She wanted to say something along the lines of 'there hasn't been a right moment in our almost ten years?' but instead, shestood up and beckoned Sally over, “Hey, Sal, I’m off to the girl’s room, wanna come with?”

She nodded and followed (Y/N), nudging past Lightning. She lightly wrapped her hand around (Y/N)’s to guide her.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Sally asked while closing the door, “I can tell you’re upset about something.”

(Y/N) took a deep breath and sighed, trying to expel her disappointment, “I’m really glad you and Lightning are getting married, but it just makes me feel like Strip doesn’t want me anymore. Me and him have been together longer than you two, so why doesn’t he want to get married? Am I not attractive to him anymore?”

“No, honey, no! Don’t even think like that, you know he thinks you’re the most gorgeous girl ever.”

“Then why hasn’t he proposed? Damn it, when will the moment be right for us?”

“I don’t know, (Y/N), but what I do know is that Strip loves you, and I know he loves you enough to work this out.” Sally grabbed (Y/N)’s hands and stroked them with her own.

“I guess,” she sighed, “Sal, I just feel so stupid. I really thought— so many times I found myself in a special moment with him thinking, ‘this must be it!’ It never was.”

"I know, his little comments earlier must have sounded so—"

"Thoughtless. Yes, they did."

Sally gave a nod and led her back out to the table and sat down. She exchanged a look with Lightning, shaking her head slightly.

The food came out and everyone dug in, (Y/N) just sliding her food around on the plate, chiming into the conversation only when needed, hardly listening to it at all.

The table’s waiter walked up to the table. “Everything okay here? Need anything?”

“No, I think we’re all set,” Strip said.

Noticing (Y/N) looking down at her plate sadly, the waiter leaned down at bit, hand resting on the table. “And what about you, hon? You need anything?”

Her head snapped up. “Me?”

“Well, who else would I be taking to? You don’t look too happy right now, anything I can do to cheer you up?” His tone was sweet, and a bit flirty, obviously trying to just butter her up for a tip. "How about dessert?"

“Oh— I think,” she looked over to Strip, seeing his eyebrows furrow, “I think I’m fine, but thank you.”

The waiter nodded and left the check on the table, “Well, you just holler if you need something, m’kay?” He walked away, heading to different table.

Strip took the check, scribbling a signature on the line. “Who the hell was that guy?” He huffed and tossed the pen back down on the table.

“Looked like he was the waiter, Strip,” Tex said, holding in a laugh.

(Y/N) snorted, covering her mouth when Strip’s eyes darted over to her.

“Yeah, whatever.” He stood up, collecting his jacket and grabbing (Y/N)’s hand. “We’re gonna head out. It was nice seeing you guys tonight,” he said, regaining his normal light tone.

“Night, y’all, see you soon,” (Y/N) said while being gently dragged away.

Walking into the parking lot, Strip dropped (Y/N)’s hand and searched his pockets for the keys. He found them and entered the driver’s side of the car.

Left alone with Strip, (Y/N) mustered up the courage to address him. She took a deep breath, avoiding eye contact as she spoke, choosing to stare forward, keeping her eyes on the road. "Strip, can we talk?"

He gripped the gearshift and nodded quietly. His face twisted uncomfortably. “What's on your mind, darlin'?"

Tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she looked ahead. “Strip, I love you. I love you so much, and I’ve loved every day, every moment we’ve had together, but I need to know why we haven't sealed the deal.”

“(Y/N), is this about—?” He was quickly interrupted by her speaking again, this time as if the words were spewing out of mouth, as if she couldn’t control them.

“It's been so many years, and I can't help but feel like I'm not enough for you.” She held her cheek with her hand and held back a sniffle. “I know I joke about it, but am I not what you want? Am I not who you wanna marry?"

Strip's eyes softened, feeling the weight of (Y/N)'s emotions. He pulled the car over, gravel on the side of the road crunching under the tires. He unbuckled and reached up to wipe a tear from her cheek. “I don’t ever want to hear you say somethin’ like that again,” his voice was stern. “You mean everything to me, and you always have. I’d do just about anythin’ to marry you, but I want to make sure I give you the proposal you deserve.”

(Y/N) looked at him with a look of longing. "But Strip, I don't need a crazy proposal, I just want you.” She huffed again. "Everything just feels unbalanced, I feel like you love me enough to stick around, get jealous, n' support me, but not enough to commit. It hurts."

He took both of her hands in his, his gaze unwavering. "I hear you, (Y/N), and I understand. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, grow old with you. Been planning something special, but the moment’s never been perfect, and that’s what you deserve: perfect.”

She softened at his words, feeling the sincerity in his touch. "Strip, I don’t need that. All I need is your love. The moment’s right whenever we make it right.”

Strip smiled, a mix of relief and love shining in his eyes. "You're right, darlin'. I've been caught up, been forgetting myself.” He shifted awkwardly in his seat, scooting to face her. “Not exactly how I expected to ask this, but,” he held her hand, “will you marry me?”

She felt her hand slip out of his for a second, only to fly around him and land on the back of his neck. She pulled him close to her face, and placed a deep kiss on his lips, then messily pulled away.

"Duh. Of course I will, you dope."

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The Actor & I: PART TWENTY-TWO – Don’t Say Yes, Don’t Say Yes

This is part TWENTY TWO of a very long, SLOW BURN series on Austin Butler and a Production Assistant on set of Elvis (2022).

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Anything italicized is main character’s thoughts!

Warnings: Drinking, Possessiveness, Smut, Fluff, eventual Spoilers for Elvis (2022), language (If i missed anything, please comment so i can add!)

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Austin looks over at Kelsey who doesn’t give her approval exactly; she looks at me and I nod to signal it’s fine. Kelsey nods back and says loudly in my direction while looking at Austin, “I’ll be over at the table waiting for you, Ana.” I rub her arm as she walks away. Austin looks down at me and lets out what sounds like a groan. “So, what did you want to talk about that couldn’t wait until tomorrow, Austin,” I ask with a bit of an attitude. I think I’m in the right to have an attitude. I was out with my friends and he shows up… I already told him I’d talk to him tomorrow…

He bites down on his bottom lip and I bite mine back. He lets out a little moan as his eyes darken and he grabs my hand. “Austin, what are you doing,” I demand, and he leads me outside the bar and to the side street. It’s quieter and we’re alone. I look at him and he looks me up and down. He still doesn’t say anything, so I ask again, “Austin, what are you doing? What do you have to tell me? How did you even know where I was?”

He looks at me and sighs. I’m over this, I’m leaving. He rubs the back of his head and I turn to leave as I say, “Austin, if you have nothing to say, I’m going back to my friends.” Panic rushes over his eyes as he says, “No, Anastasia, wait. Don’t go. I just…” I turn back towards him and glare up at him motioning for him to continue. He sighs again and says, “I just didn’t know what to say to you after our weekend together. I’m not back with Vanessa, I know how it looks…” He looks sad and he gulps before he continues, “My team wanted us to go to the Hollywood premiere so the focus would be on the Elvis news and the movie, not us breaking up.” He pulls his phone out of his pocket as he says, “Here, I can show you their messages to us.”

I sigh as I think it over. He doesn’t really owe me anything… We’re just friends. He looks hurt too. “Austin, it’s fine, you don’t owe me anything. We’re just friends…,” I say my thoughts out loud and smile at him. He looks a little relieved, but not as light as he normally does. “So what do you say we go back inside and you can meet my friends? I’ll buy you a drink,” I smile bigger at him. He smiles back, but not his most convincing.

“Please, Aus. Let’s celebrate your premiere at least…,” I giggle, and he lets out a real smile. I grab onto his arm and start to pull him towards the bar. He looks down at me and rubs my cheek with his thumb. I can feel my cheeks burning red.

Ana, stop blushing. You’re doing so good. He pulls my chin up so I’m looking at him and he quietly says, “Thank you… I really missed you, Anastasia.”

My heart is racing… Why does he have this effect on me? How should I respond? I wanna keep it professional, but I also wanna jump his bones.

I decide to meet my subconscious in the middle and say, “I missed you too, Aus. Let’s go celebrate that movie of yours.” I smile looking up at him while he’s still holding my chin and he beams down at me. There’s that famous Austin Butler smile. I giggle and he says, “Let’s go. I wanna meet your friends.” I giggle and he releases my face from his soft grip. I instantly miss his touch…

Ana, get it together. Did you forget how he ignored you all week? How you felt when you saw him with Vanessa? He isn’t available even if they are broken up. I try to keep a happy face as we walk back into the bar towards where my friends are seated. As we walk in their direction, he turns back at me and leans into whisper, “Should I buy everyone a round and then we head to the table? Make my best first impression.” He smiles at me but looks like he’s searching for me to tell him exactly what to do.

This is boyfriend behavior…

I smile at him and nod as I say, “Yeah, that will give you a few extra points.” I giggle and we head towards the bar.

As we make our way to my friends, I see Kelsey studying him and her look to him is definitely not friendly. He introduces himself to the rest of the group and still, everyone except Kelsey is extremely welcoming and kind. Kels is short and comes across a bit rude; I glare at her and she makes a face signaling like “what do you want me to do?” I make a face back at her hoping she decodes it to make an effort with Austin.

I think she takes the hint as she raises her glass and says, “Let’s cheers to our new friend Austin and his new movie coming out.” She smiles at me, not Austin, as she says it. I take this as a monumental effort on her part and join in. I look at Austin who has the biggest smile on his face and says, “Thank you… I’m happy to celebrate with y’all. It’s exactly how I wanted to spend my night.” When he says that last part, he’s looking right at me.

Fuck…

After a few hours, we’re all a bit drunk. One by one, we leave in Ubers and at the end, it’s just me and Austin. He looks down at his feet and then up at me. I smile at him and he bites down on his bottom lip. God, it’s so hot when he does that. He moves closer to me and pulls me into a hug. “I really am so happy I got to be with you tonight. I’m sorry about this week, Anastasia.”

My heart sinks a bit; I had forgotten about what happened earlier this week. I get lost in my thoughts that feel jumbled due to mixed emotions and all the drinks. I look up at him as he’s still hugging me and his eyes darken as he looks into mine.

I’m so confused with what he wants with me. He’s hugging me and holding onto me like a boyfriend would… but he was just at a major event with his ex… Pretending to be together… and he told me he can’t do this.

My thoughts talk me out of the situation, and I pull myself out of our hug. He looks confused and I say, “Austin, you said you can’t do anything with me. We can’t act like this.” I say it not in a very convincing tone, but physically I put some distance between us. Austin’s expression is confused, and he looks down at his feet as he quietly says, “You’re right… I just… It’s not how I want it to be, Anastasia.” He looks up at me and moves a bit closer towards me. I should put the distance between us again, but I don’t want to…

I sigh and almost in a whisper say, “I should get an Uber and go home.” I pull my phone out and Austin’s hand stops me as he says, “No, I’ll get you home. I have a car on the way.” I look up at him and give him a small smile as I say, “Ok.”

I’m trying so hard not to be as open and flirtatious as I want to be. I want to have his arms around me with my back to him. I want to be wrapped up in his scent. I want to feel the warmth from his body around mine. Instead, I’m standing away from him, looking at my feet. Eventually, a car pulls up and he says, “This is us.”

We make our way to my place and as we pull up, he quietly says, “Can I come up for a bit?” I look at him and say, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I’m proud of myself for saying no as I really thought the drinks would outvote my smart thinking.

I go to get out of the car and stumble a bit and before I know it, Austin is outside of the car holding his hand out for me. “What service,” I giggle and smile at him while taking the assistance. He pulls me into a hug and whispers in my ear, “Can I please come up? No funny business, just to talk, Anastasia.”

Don’t say yes, don’t say yes.

The drinks must hit me or something because as I’m yelling at myself in my head to say no, I open my mouth and say, “Yeah, you can come up for a little bit.”

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SDJ Headcanons 3

Took a little break from writing Sunshine in Hell or Sunshine in Another World for the past couple weeks to recharge the ole mental batteries, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t musing about the world of Sunny Day Jack. In fact, I had a theory hit me recently that demanded I make a new headcanon post for it.

As always these thoughts are likely to be spoilers for Sunshine in Hell. There are absolutely spoilers for the demo. These theories/headcanons also might change later on as I get new ideas. This post talks about changes I’ve had in my thoughts towards the series compared to my previous headcanon posts after all.

We’ll mostly be focusing on one particular theory today, and boy is it a doozy. I’ll be giving evidence that points me to it, as well as the implications that come from it and narrative parallels that appear elsewhere.

As always, I’m going to use my specific name for the main character, Alice, unless I need to point out general details about the MC that apply across the board. My headcanons mainly reference my personal version of sunshine, but many details can be applied to others pretty easily.

Oh, and a heads up about the theory I tossed onto my twitter the other day, it was a joke theory. I don’t actually think Jack cheated on his partner like Ian did and was murdered because of it. I just like causing chaos sometimes with random funny cursed thoughts and images. 😼

As always an important reminder - Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is for Adults Only! No one under 18 is permitted in this fandom. Some themes of the game go to very dark and sexual places, and I will be touching on those mature themes, such as dubious consent and emotional manipulation, so no minors permitted past the cut.

Obligatory tag for @channydraws and @earthgirlaesthetic. If you want to be tagged the next time I make a headcanon post, please let me know. Enjoy!

The Tragedy of [Redacted]

This theory all started from a single line of dialogue in the Sleepy Time Jack virtual body pillow.

“I-I’ve never been like this with someone like you before…”

It’s a sweet comment, isn’t it? Jack only says this after he’s stripped nude. It’s an adorable amount of fluster on his part from being so exposed to his sunshine, but happy at the same time because they’re so special...

But the key words here are “with someone like you.” It implies, to me, that Jack has been in bed with at least one other person before, naked, but it wasn’t in a relationship with someone who, in his words to his sunshine (when they cuddled on the sofa in the “hug” route) makes him “feel love.” It implies that he has engaged in sexual activities with at least one other person, though not in a romantic context.

This makes sense though, right? Jack clearly knows what he’s doing sexually. In both the “yes” and “no” routes, he has no hesitation towards what he’s doing. He can strip his sunshine quickly, he knows how to use his fingers well on a lover’s body regardless of equipment involved, and he knows how to hold back to edge his sexual partner at the brink of orgasm.

Not to say that there isn’t some level of uncertainty involved given things he says in both routes. However, those are not towards the physical act but rather their emotional connection. It shows up too in another nude Sleepy Time Jack quote.

“This is fine…Right? I love you…And you love me, don’t you? So this is okay~”

In the “yes” route he seems almost amazed by his sunshine’s arousal towards him. “You were really ready for me weren’t you...” It’s almost a question, like he can’t really believe that he really is loved and desired, but he fumbles to recover from a statement that could be taken wrong.

In the “no” route, there’s a lot more desperation overall. Things like, “This feels good right...? Tell me it feels good...” and, “Our feelings are special right…?” It’s still the same theme of Jack feeling insecure that he is loved and desired. After what happened earlier, he has good reason to be especially insecure.

Overall, it’s pretty clear that Jack is a yandere because he is so insecure and desperate for love. That’s even without adding in his precarious state of existence in the present that is entirely dependent on his sunshine needing him.

In his past, even that psychologist could tell Joseph “wanted attention” and “to be seen and heard and felt and loved.” If someone could make such such assessments about Joseph so quickly, it indicates that it was easy to notice... at least for someone who knows what to look for. This meant that he was very vulnerable to anyone who saw those signs too and had a mind to exploit them for their own gain.

I think that’s exactly what happened to Joseph after he ran away from home and changed his last name from Cullman to Haberdae.

Let’s face it, runaways put themselves in a dangerous, desperate position, even if they’re teenagers with a troubled past, an attitude, and possibly a knife. Joseph made himself homeless at the age of (possibly) 14. He ran away in the middle of a school day, so this wasn’t a preplanned thing. He left with only whatever he was carrying at the time. Needless to say, he would have been ill prepared for making a whole new life elsewhere and would be in desperate need of money and shelter. In this period of his life, he is alone, barely scraping by, and no doubt still just as lonely and aching for love.

It would be so easy for someone to come across Joseph, maybe even picking him up while hitchhiking. He’s got a good build, a handsome face, and a gorgeous smile. He stands out in a crowd and he’s very attractive. Add in his vulnerable state, and if someone showed him kindness, even attraction, well... it wouldn’t be hard to imagine that he might be swept up in it the positive attention that he never got back at home.

It’s no secret that there is a dark underbelly to the entertainment industry. We hear stories all the time of producers, directors, agents, etc. offering desperate actors roles or connections in exchange for sexual favors. These actors are ignorant of the industry, and people with money and power can make or break their budding careers. This puts them in positions where it’s woefully easy to take advantage of them.

I think that’s what happened to Joseph. I think someone in a position of money and power with the studio that owned the SunnyTime Crew show dangled the promise of the starring role and adoration of the masses as a carrot in front of him. All he had to do was a few... “favors” in return... Maybe they even feigned as though they genuinely cared about him. They certainly desired his body and that did show they were interested in him...

Joseph, being in such a delicate position and so desperate could be willing to ignore the red flags, to convince himself past his doubts that they really do care about him. Sure, they expect him to provide things for them in return - sex, obedience, act like the perfect Jack for the public and not break character, work hard hours, etc... but they’re doing it because they care about him... right? What they have is special, right? They might be doing some shifty things and controlling his life, but it’s for the best, right?

Someday, Joseph will understand why they’re doing this. They’re only doing it because they care about him.

Abusive and manipulative behaviors can be a cycle. It’s entirely possible that Jack was once on the receiving end.

Jack’s comments about Ian further hint to me that he knows about relationships that aren’t built off real love, but lies of love and false promises that you wish were real, even though it’s so painful...

“He’s really fooled you, hasn’t he? He promised you the moon and all the stars…And I bet he did it so well… …But what did it all amount to in the end? He doesn’t love you… He can’t love you… Nobody who can do what he’s done to you knows what love even is.”

Jack really sounds like he’s speaking from experience there. What did all his efforts as Joseph amount to in the end? His death... and then the complete burial of his memory at the hands of the studio. As he mentioned in the hug route, the world is so busy and will forget all about someone like sunshine... like him... as what happened to him thanks to the company erasing his memory and silencing those who remembered with those iron clad NDAs.

It’s hard to blame Joseph’s co-stars for their silence after his death. They were likely in similar desperate situations that he was in. They couldn’t risk people in such powerful positions destroying their careers and suing them to bankruptcy. Those lower on the food chain in the entertainment industry are beholden to those in power and can be crushed and erased so easily, as the erasure of the show and even Joseph’s name showed.

So what I think happened was that Joseph was in a toxic relationship with someone of power. He was nothing but a good looking toy and a useful prop for the show once it got popular. He was was being overworked, likely both on and off set.

What if Joseph had moments similar to the “no” route where he felt pressured to perform and please this person holding his life in their hands?

Then of course there’s the aspect of addiction. Joseph had a nicotine addiction, but possibly also one for alcohol or hard drugs as well. The rum flavoring in the “bad choice” yogurt mini-game hints at the alcohol, while the pill imagery in the title screen hints at the drugs. Vices often serve as a bandage over the real problems a person suffers, but just make them addicted so that they sink deeper and deeper into depending on them, as well as draining their money in order to get more and more of them.

These things could be scandals enough all on their own to cause damage to the studio if word got out, but it could be worse if, say, Joseph was exposed for sleeping with one (or more) of the higher ups.

Why I say Joseph might have been having sex with more than just the person sponsoring him is because Jack had said in an interview that he wouldn’t mind joining a poly relationship. If we assume he’s in character during the interview, that could indicate that the person who “cared” for him had others they also “cared” for as well... and sometimes cruel people can treat those they have power over like toys to be passed around or pimped out for favors...

But, it’s okay, right? The person who discovered him cares about him, right? Joseph can take this all on with a smile and make it through. After all... love is about what a person can provide. He never had it before, but he has it now because he provides them with reasons to give him what he needs, the pleasure of sex, drugs, attention, and everything else he has now, when before he had nothing.

Jack himself talks as though love can be transactional, that what a person provides the other is what defines real love. He has proven in the past that he can provide so much, and his sunshine is giving him life when before he had nothing. Unlike before, however, because of the agreement between him and Alice, he can actually feel that she cares about him.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be.” That phrase has a more disturbing implication if Jack felt that was what he had to do as Joseph to be loved...

Both in the past as Joseph, and in the present as Jack, he is suffering from desperation. He is dependent on a partner choosing to provide him with a way to live and for someone who actually cares about him. He must do all he can to make he provides for their needs so that he won’t lose everything.

Speaking of providing, let’s talk about the scalpels. Plastic surgeries are not uncommon in the entertainment industry, even with stars who are already conventionally attractive. People pick apart each little perceived “flaw” and can sensationalize it. It could be worse if the person toying with Joseph started to get bored or wanted more and more over time because he proved he will do whatever they ask. What if they felt he needed a little tweak or tuck here and there? Could he really be in a position to argue against it if they insist, or even if they pay for it? He wants to keep everything they’ve provided him, doesn’t he? Then he needs to stay pretty for them and for his fans.

As for the murder itself... What might have happened was that someone connected to his “partner” had an axe to grind. They could have been another toy they used, one just as desperate for that person’s “love” that they viewed Joseph as the enemy. That other lover could have snapped and exposed all of Joseph’s dirty secrets on camera in front of a huge audience... as well as the secrets of the big important person in this squeaky clean children’s entertainment industry and so much dirty laundry hidden behind the scenes of this wholesome children’s TV show... They could have exposed so much that coupled with Joseph’s murder and so many witnesses, it forever tainted the show.

So the studio buried it. The people with connections and deep pockets resorted to bribes, gag orders, burning records, and just removing every trace that might get them in trouble. There never was a SunnyTime Crew Show. There never any murder. There was never anyone by the name of Joseph Haberdae.

Joseph became [redacted] when he and all his hard work were so easily erased.

The murder, no doubt, was a traumatic event for everyone involved, especially Joseph. Being publicly raked through the coals in front of so many who meant so much to him must have been horrible. He wanted to do right by the children who looked up to him. He clearly made friends with his co-stars and probably others who worked on the set. In one horrible moment, all of that was irreparably stained before everything he ever worked for and even the fact that he existed at all was completely erased...

The incident was likely so traumatic that his soul might have remained stuck in that moment, obsessing over how everything went wrong... and what he should have done to make it right...

I still stick with the headcanon that a recording of the incident was kept by some sick person who enjoyed snuff films. Specifically, the person who toyed with Joseph’s life kept it as a twisted little souvenir after everything was said and done, a last piece of someone whose life - and now even his death - belonged to them. They and the murderer might not have magically cursed Joseph to remain in the tape, but he would have every reason to haunt them. His death and that person could become an obsession, as he finally learned that their love for him wasn’t real and he saw how easily he was erased and replaced.

With this being the case, the reason why the tape wound up in the thrift store was because that person killed themselves in a horrible fashion. Think what happened with Nick, only far worse, and far more personal. They babbled about “him” in the end as they mutilated themselves and died in a horrible, tormented manner... Their possessions were then distributed among relatives, some stuff sold for quick cash if they seemed as worthless as old VHS tapes.

Joseph being Jack now is part of him abandoning his imperfect past, someone who was never loved. He’s “clean” now with a new start, new name... and a new love. He’s not addicted to drugs. He is handsome and whole. He’s always cheerful and friendly and helpful. He provides his sunshine so, so much now. And... obviously they love him. It’s why he’s there. It must be.

Alice was drawn to the tape because her heart was in a similar state of broken disillusionment and desperation for real love. It’s what allowed Jack to manifest as he does. It’s like finding just the right frequency where things just... fit.

Alice wants love. Jack wants love. Alice saved Jack from hell and cares about him. Jack can’t help but love his sunshine for everything she provides him. Eventually, Alice will show him that her love doesn’t require such strings attached.

Tragedy Repeats

What’s sad is that with this new theory, I’ve also gained a new theory about why Ian cheated. Ian was trying to make it as an actor. If someone at his fancy new college convinced him that the way to “play the game” as it were was to flirt with people and be friendly... it could have led to his mistake.

Hell, it could even be as dark as Ian being offered favors in exchange for sex. He could’ve gotten connections, a better grade, or even a part or modeling contact. With his low self-esteem he could have easily been swayed into thinking that it was the only way he was going to make it.

It doesn’t excuse Ian cheating, of course. He still chose his career, personal pleasure, and/or even just not being lonely in the moment over his relationship. He might have felt guilty in the aftermath, but, in the end, he chose himself before he chose his love for Alice.

It’s not surprising though. In that one teaser image of the past between Ian and his partner, he drunkenly once said that if his acting carrier didn’t work out, then maybe they could just “be together.” While this isn’t technically canon to the story, I’m still looking at it for my headcanon.

Just being with Alice was Ian’s fall back plan. She was convenient because she was always there supporting him when others sneered at and bullied him. She was defending him when people, particularly his mother, were awful to him. Her presence was sweet, addicting nostalgia. With Alice not around him all the time to protect him and keep him company in a new and unfamiliar place facing down an uncertain future that he desperately wants, well... he might have made some pretty selfish decisions.

That’s why Alice doesn’t want to love Ian anymore. He might say he loves her, he might want her back and to be with her, and he might even believe that she really is the most important thing in his life now... but when push came to shove, he proved that his wants are more important than her.

Ian getting back together with his ex is something he might be able to accomplish with some sunshines. After all, it is a route in the game. In that case it would be a redemption story on his end, where he made one bad mistake and learned from it the hard way.

It could be a sweet story, but I’m not going that route with Alice. She no longer believes that Ian’s love for her is real.

In a way, Ian’s desire to change is similar to how Jack learned from his mistakes as Joseph and changed himself in the present.

Jack and Ian have a lot of things in common... and I bet that would drive Jack pretty crazy.

Conventional Attractiveness is Everything

Getting back to the entertainment industry preying on actors, especially the pretty ones... Let’s go into a new idea that bloomed from the theory about Joseph.

Sunshine was mentioned to be degree hopping in college. Given the heavy emphasis of the entertainment industry in the game, and the Phantom of the Opera inspiration, this gave me the image that, initially, Alice was trying to make it as an actor alongside Ian at the start of college.

Sure, it was scary. Sure Alice was intimidated by it... but she was doing it alongside the man she loved. She helped him practice so often that she had gotten good at memorizing lines and acting out scenes right alongside him. They were both shy and nervous about it, but they supported each other to keep going. And wouldn’t it be romantic if they became stars together?

As you might expect, that didn’t work out.

One day, the acting professor had Alice stay behind after class. They informed her that she was “too fat” to make it as an actress. They weren’t even necessarily going out of their way to be cruel about it, but giving her a “harsh truth” before she developed an eating disorder to lose weight or something. At best, someone chubby like her would get parts that would make her the butt of cruel jokes for the audience to mock. Not to mention that the entertainment industry would eat someone as shy and insecure as her alive...

This was a huge blow to Alice’s already low self-esteem, as you might expect. It served as the tipping point along with other factors that made her decide to try for a different degree.

This incident did make Ian struggle as well. Suddenly his partner wasn’t working alongside him anymore, and suddenly there was added emphasis on looks, which he was always insecure about. However, in stark contrast with Alice, the same teacher encouraged him to continue.

Alice encouraged Ian as well, so he kept going to follow his dream. Unlike her, he had a chance. He was praised for his looks once he got to college by multiple people. He had a glow up. He was no longer that awkward kid anymore. He also wasn’t chubby like her, and besides, men can be forgiven a few extra pounds in acting roles...

And she was right. Ian made it as a model and actor. He even got into that fancy acting college abroad. Alice was so proud of him. She would miss him and felt so lonely without him, but she was sure that when he graduated and he finally started the career of his dreams that everything would work out in the end... They could both be happy. Together.

Conclusion

As you can see, this new theory about Jack’s death has pretty big implications, and has a lot of narrative reflections in other events in the story, including with other characters. It goes to show how much the entertainment industry can very badly negatively affect peoples’ lives, especially the characters in this story.

Sadly, we don’t know enough about what the entertainment industry is going to do to Shaun to know where this theory might reflect with him and his particular narrative arc, but he was shown as being overworked in a piece of teaser art... so I’m pretty sure that he’s not going to escape its painful stranglehold.

I hope you all enjoyed the theory and headcanons in this post. Honestly, there’s not enough clues yet about the actual murder and Joseph’s life to have anywhere close to a clear picture of how and why he died. For all we know, my joke theory was closer to the truth. Still, I find this idea appealing and I’m inclined to explore it further in Sunshine in Hell.

Speaking of, if you feel inclined to read the fanfic and like it, please let me know what you think. I absolutely adore all your feedback and it really encourages me to keep writing and coming up with headcanon posts and theories like this one. Thanks for reading!

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #swwsdj #sdj #Headcanon Ramblings

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roguewallenthusiast · 4 months

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Second blog masterpost

So I’m finally using the second blog for something, my main has cemented itself as the fandom chaos blog so here’s where I’m gonna post more personal stuff like my art and fursuiting pics

Main blog: @snackhouse

Other stuff:

Also keeping this place way more organized with tags so here’s the main ones you’ll be seeing and what they mean

#snackary’s mind random thoughts and personal posts

#fursuiting fursuit pics and videos

#reblogs from main posts from the main blog

#friend art!! art by my friends!

#art commissions art I’ve commissioned

#oodles of doodles my own art

#buggy bois pictures of bugs

#my leggy babies pictures of my bugs

#misc reblogs random things I reblog

#obligatory cicada repost posts about cicadas that I’m legally required to reblog because I’m The Cicada Furry

Various character tags posts with those characters in them, can be art, fursuits or lore info. Example: #imago the cicada

I’ll probably add more as time goes on so keep an eye out here

Warnings:

I raise, keep, and work with insects, arachnids and other creepy crawlies. While all bugs posts are tagged please be aware you will see animals like spiders, centipedes, scorpions and cockroaches on this blog!

While I never make/reblog anything more then (very) mildly suggestive stuff in regards to sexual stuff, I’m a big fan of things like body horror and sometimes include it in my art.

DNI

This should go without saying but this is a TERF and nazi free space, this blog is run by a queer Jewish woman with no tolerance for bigotry. This is non negotiable, hate is not welcome here.

People who say stuff like “ew squish it” or “kill it with fire” on pictures of people’s bugs. It’s completely fine to be uncomfortable/have a phobia of bugs and creepy crawlies. This is NOT an excuse to joke about killing people’s pets. Most of the bugs I post here are the animals I personally keep and raise, they are my babies and joking about harming them will not be tolerated. I will happily educate people about these animals or help people with their fears but please be respectful.

People who hate on furries. You are not funny, grow up.

DO NOT FLIRT OR MAKE SEXUAL COMMENTS ABOUT ME EVEN AS A JOKE!! I’m a sex repulsed aromantic asexual and I’m NOT comfortable with any sort of sexual/romantic advances! Please respect my identity.

A little about me!

Hello! I’m SnackHouse but you can also call me Snack, Snackary, AJ or by any of my sonas! I do not use my real name online.

My main sonas is Marianas the sea monster and Leah the cockatrice. Peʁes the bearded vulture and Imago the cicada are also sonas.

My pronouns are she/her/hers

I’m a 22 year old aroace jewish person from Colorado who’s very active in the local fursuiting scene.

I’m a writer who’s spent the last decade building a massive world in my mind that I someday hope to share!

I’m a newbie fursuit maker who someday hopes to do commissions, specializing in weird and uncommon species.

I work with both birds and bugs! Keeping chickens, finches and all kinds of insects and arachnids.

I’m most well known for my primary fursuit, Imago the cicada, I have yet to encounter another cicada fursuiter and I heavily encourage anyone who’s interested to make/get bug suits and join the small but tight-knit ranks of bug furries!

#snackary’s mind #long post #blog intro #blog info

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Dearest Molly,

I hope you're feeling better! The damn covid that won't test positive. What a pain in the ass. Speaking of, can I be one for just a sec? Full disclosure, I'm a bit of a history nerd, and right now, I'm all WWII. My grandfather flew B25 bombers over the Philipines during the war and I've been really eating it up.

I was rereading the till forever falls apart tag (brilliant, amazing, can't wait for it!) and had a question. I also remembered that post you made about research and accuracy so in the spirit of that, here I am...

I've been watching this series on Netflix about WWII battles that have been colorized and I happened upon the one on The Battle of Britain this morning while getting ready and had a moment about the timeline of the AU. How long is our dear Anthony in the hospital? I just wonder because you mention both Goose and Dorset being Americans and the Battle of Britain was in 1940 and we had not entered the war yet.

Ben Affleck in Pearl Harbor made it seem like it would be really easy to just hop over and join the RAF, but it would actually be really complicated because of the neutrality laws Congress signed into place in the '30s. They'd have to resign their commission, travel to Canada, and pretend to be Canadian. All that being said, there were only about 10 Americans that historians can determine were in the Battle of Britain because they were only identified many times by their call signs because being there was actually a felony.

So all that being said, if our poor boy is still in hospital til then, well... I may have just clutched my metaphorical pearls and said, "Poor boy, thank goodness Kate is there!"

Lastly, one more thing, because I am a pain. I mentioned my grandfather, but my late husband and brother were also in branches of the US military and one thing they taught me is a THING, when in uniform, your cap (or cover as they called it) is removed immediately upon entering a building. When Kate meets Anthony at the dance, there is a line about his still having his forage cap on. They can wear it indoors while participating in a ceremony (my brother at my wedding was fine), but I feel like if a CO walked into that dancehall and saw that cap, our boy would have received quite the dressing down. Which actually might be funny for Kate. But I did also google this about the RAF so I didn't sound like a complete twat.

Anyway. In penance for being annoying, a picture of my girls, Sadie and Piper (in the Christmas cape!).

I adore your work, I think you are so talented. Thank you for all of your words and for sharing bits of your life with us. Greggy and Supreme are adorable and I am here for it!

Hey!

So! Let me clear up the main point here: Anthony flew in the Battle of Britain, but he wasn’t injured in the Battle of Britain. I haven’t worked out the timeline just yet but it his injury happens sometime after the US Air Force was stationed at Duxford. He wasn’t in the hospital for 2 years don’t worry, I think a few months is realistic though. Sorry, I should have been clearer about that. Anthony is very proud of having flown in the Battle of Britain but that’s not where he was injured, it just means he’s a pretty decorated pilot when he’s shot down.

And I actually nearly had Kate make a comment about removing his hat inside, particularly in the presence of a lady just to throw him off a little, but I decided not to because the snippet was getting too long. I think I’ll add it back into the fic though when I write it!

Thank you though! If you notice anything else: let me know!

And look at those two beautiful little pooches. Precious babies.

Greggy says hi

#till forever falls apart au #molly irl #molly’s asks and answers

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~ temptation, torment, and tangerines ~

♥ story sample and details below the cut ♥

Sora kept her jaw shut because she was positive no matter what she said, Bell-mère would find a way to use it against her. Instead, she reached into her pockets for her keys. Groped at a half-empty box of cigarettes and a lighter in the right pocket. A folded-up page of one of Rosinante’s stupid boardroom doodles in the other.

But no keys. Because she wasn’t expecting to go to her office at midnight, and she probably left them on the fucking dresser.

“Don’t tell me.”

Sora lowered her head. Pinched her cigarette between her thumb and index finger. Ran her tongue over her molars. There were boardroom halls around, but she was positive they were all locked by now. Custodians had already swept by and cleaned them for the morning meetings. Tsuru’s office was up another floor, probably open. But that meant having this conversation in front of Tsuru. It’d be a power move if Bell-mère wouldn’t prattle off a list of Sora’s less-than-typical authority measures, and sink her career for good.

“We have two options.” She decided, straightening her shoulders and meeting Bell-mère’s dubious eye. “We could call this off until tomorrow morning.”

“Or…?”

The cigarette rested between her teeth again. She needed a support system. A feeble attempt. “I think we should call it off until tomorrow morning.”

Bell-mère leaned in. “I’ve got drills tomorrow morning. Unless you’re telling me it’s okay to skip them…?”

Sora didn’t have the mental fortitude to recall Bell-mère’s schedule. Chances were, she was bluffing. She wanted that other option. Just talk. Just talk. Just talk. “Well, then my only other suggestion is taking this to my room, because this isn’t an appropriate conversation to hold in a hallway.”

Bell-mère lit up like a goddamn bonfire. “That so, Commodore? Gonna teach me another lesson…?” She cut the distance between them, tracing a finger under Sora’s jaw. Sora did her best to remain stone-cold and professional. “Filed my nails for ya.”

“You are, unbelievable.”

“Yeah, funny enough, you’re not the only one who’s said that.”

it's everyone's favorite former marine! uh. yeah, rosinante's in this story too, yes, fine. but bell-mere doesn't get nearly enough love!!

in my journey to bring her justice, i've started writing a myriad of stories about her. so first, i bring you this E-rated, bell-mere x fem OC, 4 chaptered little thing. focuses on bell-mere and her time in the navy, and takes place in the 01746 universe, but i think it can be read and enjoyed standalone! i've got some corabelle in the works as well, so keep your eyes peeled!

before i continue, i will reiterate: this piece is rated E, so minors, please do not interact.

title: temptation, torment, and tangerines rating: E category: F/F, F/M content warnings: none! status: complete!, 4 chapters, 23,522 words relationships: bell-mere/original character, rosinante/original character (only at the very tail end of chapter 4) rosinante & oc, bell-mere & rosinante characters: original character (sora), bell-mere, donquixote rosinante, tsuru additional tags: canon plausible, enemies to lovers, but uh it's more enemies to lovers to friends, sexual tension, angst and hurt/comfort, feminist themes, misandry, sora needs therapy, bell-mere does her best, okay here come the porn tags lmao, smut, shower sex, masturbation in shower, wow there's a tag for that, vaginal fingering, inappropriate use of devil fruit powers, rough sex, oral sex, vaginal fisting, gags, wow these two have fun huh, undertones of sorazon throughout the fic, but main pairing is bell-mere and sora, no infidelity this is pre-sorazon, exhibitionism, light masochism, some humor, conflict of interests, moral dilemmas, hate sex, arguing, size difference, referenced domestic abuse, referenced human trafficking summary: “I’m not, we’re not doing anything. I’ll let you go, for now, but you need to get serious. If I hear of any other misdemeanors after this conversation, I will report you.” Bell-mère sauntered towards the door with her hands out in an exaggerated shrug. “You owe me a tangerine, by the way.” Sora scoffed and folded her arms. “You’re supposed to salute your superiors upon entry and exiting.” “I’ll salute ya as soon as I respect ya, toots.”

~ takes place in the 01746 universe, but can be read standalone ~

special thanks to @gali-la for beta reading this demon!! <3

until next time o7

#it's here!!!#so excited (and nervous) to share this one!!#it's. different #i say that about every story tho don't i #that's the GOAL alright #well anyway #one piece fanfiction #one piece fanart #genwrites #gensart #one piece original character #one piece oc #bell mère #bellemere #donquixote rosinante #corazon one piece

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