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karioke13 · 16 days
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Transformers One trailer (2024) dir Josh Cooley
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rubylioness · 2 years
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No one:
Every male r&b singer every time Chris Brown released some new hot shit:
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biteofcherry · 1 year
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What story you would write for him - randomagnes0210.tumblr.com/701345413474729984/chris-you-inspired-me-and-i-didnt-know-i 👀
Holy fuuuck 😳🥵🥵
I'm sorry, my brain kinda short circuited. I need time to get it back to function. Damn. Wow. Okay.
that's a soft!dark Steve Rogers
An enforcer/mercenary Steve (maybe for mafia Bucky? idk), who can make things really bloody and still keep his slate clean of any evidence. From organizing a disposable group to do the dirty work, to a stealthy kill done by himself if needed.
He has a sleek beast of a bike, as well a bullet-fast camaro. There's always a weapon on him, even when he looks like he's there to chill only.
You don't see a gun? No glint of a knife? There's a garrote in the wristwatch, or in the beads he wears on his wrist. Not to mention the things he can do with his hands alone.
It's those hands that got you staring when you approached him with your little nephew at your side. The boy, being all moto crazy, couldn't stop tugging at your hand when he saw the Camaro. So you did what any good aunt would - you took his small hand in yours and approached a stranger, asking sweetly if he won't mind your nephew taking a closer look at the car.
Steve's eyes when they settled on you were cold and sharp like a blade. Almost made you take a step back. Then he glanced at the kid, who was staring at his car with pure awe, and back at you, his gaze softening.
"Sure thing, cherry."
His voice had a rich, raspy timbre, reminding you of how your own voice gets after a few good orgasms (which you gave yourself with the use of your toys, since your latest dates lacked in that area).
Steve's eyes shifted to your chest when he said that, a smirk curling the left corner of his mouth upwards. Your top had printed cherries on it. You found it cute when you bought it. Now you felt embarrassed wearing something so sweet it was almost childish.
You dropped your gaze, muttering a thank you.
You let out a breath of relief when Steve's eyes finally turned away from you. He bent over the hood again and your own gaze slid from his tight ass (you scolded yourself inwardly for even daring to look that way!) over the wide plain of his back to his hands.
Those damn hands that would be your undoing, you thought as you stared at them. Nimble and skilled fingers tinkering with something, a vine of dark ink starting atop his palm and curling upwards over the corded muscles of his forearms, to disappear in an array of color beneath the rolled up sleeves of his shirt.
You saw splashes of tattoos on his chest and reaching up to his neck. Your mind wandered through images of exploring hos the pattern looks over his back, his it moves over his ribs when he breathes.
If there are tattoos leading down his abdomen...
You were so lost in it, you didn't hear what Steve was saying, until you felt your nephew tug on your hand.
"Can we? Can we, please?!" The kid looked up at you with hopeful eyes.
"Um." You swallowed, uncertain of what exactly was asked of you. Feeling all the more embarrassed for it.
"Of course you can, buddy." Steve decided, not waiting for your brain to catch up with his proposition to take you both for a short ride in his car.
His smile was bright and charming, yet held a hint of predatory satisfaction. A cocky confidence you usually hated in men.
Steve's eyes held a mirthful glint as he caught your gaze, but also something dark that quickened your pulse.
"I'm sure your aunt craves a good ride, too."
You had to clench your thighs at the surge of heat that filled your belly and spread down, pooling in a small wet spot on your panties.
You should've said no. Your body may heat up for this tattooed, hot as sin stranger, but your instinct all but yelled at you to run away. There was something dangerous about him, in more than just sexy way.
But it's something you would find out much later.
Too late to run away from his possession, or to stop wanting him so badly.
If you only knew how lethal he was, you wouldn't say yes to getting a lift to your place after you dropped off your nephew at his parents.
You wouldn't follow Steve's raspy command and let him fuck you in the narrow space of his camaro - bruises from the steering wheel faint compared to the marks Steve's hands left on your thighs and around your neck.
If you suspected the dark web awaiting you, maybe you wouldn't like how he called you sweet cherry.
Maybe you wouldn't cream on his cock as he fucked you right outside of your apartment, in a dark corridor where any of your neighbors could walk, with his hand pressed over your mouth to muffle your screaming orgasm and hips snapping hard into you.
You wouldn't whisper a weak Yes, Steve when he told you where to meet him, scribbling down the address on a piece of paper and slipping it under the waistband of your ruined panties.
But you said yes to all of those things. You allowed Steve to do those dirty things to you. And you wanted more. Even if your instinct still alarmed of danger.
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cool-fancier · 7 months
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Dance of Desire
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Synopsis: You and Bada got ready to perform Chris Brown's "Under the Influence" in the intense atmosphere of the JustJerk Academy rehearsal room. Your bodies showed an evident synergy while moving with sensual precision, captivating the audience. The performance drew cheers and ovation, and it rapidly went viral online, sparking admiration from viewers for your passion and connection.
The atmosphere at the JustJerk Academy rehearsal room was outstanding as you and Bada got ready to perform Chris Brown's "Under the Influence." Sensual feelings from the music filled the room, preparing everyone for a performance that would make an impact.
You and Bada moved with a seductive style that seemed almost effortless when the music started. Your bodies appearing to move in unison, demonstrating the closeness and intimacy you shared. The dance was a captivating representation of unrestrained emotion and desire.
The intimate moments in the dance were executed with precision, leaving the students in the room totally captivated. Your chemistry was real, and it showed in every sensual gesture and fiery glance you made.
A student from the academy couldn't help but gasp during your performance and shout, "They're on fire!" Cheers and laughter erupted across the room, and others joined in.
The way your bodies moved together was like a seductive dance of desire, and the students in the room were hanging onto every moment, practically holding their breath in anticipation of what would come next.
You and Bada moved in sync as the performance reached its climax, pressing your bodies together in an embrace that made it clear how passionately you both felt. It was a dance of love and longing that left everyone in the room in wonder.
The room burst into an eruption of applause and whistles as the last notes of the song faded. It was obvious that everyone who saw your performance had been profoundly affected by it.
People from all around the world hurried to see the video of your performance as soon as it was put on the official JustJerk Academy YouTube channel. There was a tornado of feelings and responses in the comments section.
@badastepdaughter:Their chemistry is off the charts! I've never seen a dance so incredibly sexy and passionate.🔥🔥🔥
@Y/Nisbada.wife:Bada and Y/Njust redefined the meaning of a sultry dance. I'm still trying to catch my breath!😳
Amidst the praise, there were playful comments too.
@bada_L:I think I need to cool down after that performance.
You and Bada could not help but encounter a sense of satisfaction as you read the comments. Along with showcasing your extraordinary talent, your dance also demonstrated how deeply you cared for each other and how strongly you were connected.
With her voice flowing with romanticism, Bada leaned in and said, "Our dance set the room on fire, love." We left them wanting more."
Knowing that this performance solidified your standing as a dynamic dancing duo, both on and off the stage, you couldn't agree more. "And they'll be talking about this for a very long time."
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issa-pheonyx · 9 months
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Yandere-sub!Puppy!Leon X Fem!Reader🔪🌶️
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀' 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗴 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸. 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝘆!𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝘆!𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗗𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁…𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲😳😬
▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌
It was another glorious morning, thankfully it was your day off. Your golden-retriever puppy-dog rather to say, but he still hasn't changed since he was a pup, so you would say puppy. "Morning, mommy! Are you working today?" He was definitely the morning type and you weren't. You were hoping if he would still be asleep, but nope rise and shine, reader (seriously, I know ya'll asses be bed rotting, get your ass up). "Urgh, Leon. Soft voice, please." Leon's tail wagging relaxes as he realizes,"Oh sorry! I-I mean, sorry, mommy." Turning onto your back Leon hovers above you with a sweet smile on his face,"What is it, Leon?" You asked as you rub the nasty boogies from your eyes,"I just like looking at you, mommy."
Sure, energetic and loud, but he does make your heart melt. You just pat his head as he closes his eyes feeling loved. Ding! You received a text from none other than,"Oh, it's Chris' owner. I wonder what happened." Leon peaks over to look,"Uh, Leon. Honey, please I can't see. I need to unlock the phone." "Oop-" He just laid his head on your belly facing you as his tail wags. "Sorry, mommy. What did they say?" You read the text and start clacking away to text back,"Seems like Chris will be joining us today to the dog park. His owner is sick and he hasn't taken him out in a while, because of their condition."
Leon perks up,"Chris!? Chris is gonna join? For walkies?? Right now? Really?" He's got the zoomies now. Leon was excitedly moving around the bed, off the bed, spinning, and on the bed again. "Yes, Leon. Mommy is going to get ready and you should too. Come on, off the bed." He obeyed and follows behind you. "Okay, mommy." You were already aware how energetic these two pups are going to be soon when you get to the dog park. 'God, I just wanna stay in and sleep, man.'
Passing the time making it to Chris' place you push the doorbell as the other hand was holding on Leon's leash. His tail was wagging like crazy and his ear perked up to hear for his bestie. That's when you both hear his voice inside the house,"Leon's here! His mommy is here too. Hell yes!!" Leon was practically preparing for the zoomies from little quick actions he's doing. It made you chuckle and the door opens. Their owner was wearing a mask and gloves,"Morning! Sorry, for looking like this I don't want to get you sick, (Y/N)." They nervously chuckled as they put the leash on Chris' collar. "No worries. When do you want him back?" They told you whatever time you usually finish up as long Chris is having fun and is safe with you. The door closes and now you got two big ol' puppies. "Okay...lets just hope none of you drag my ass in the dirt from how strong you both can be."
Making it to the dog park was a good start. But, first you walked around for a good hour. Leon and Chris were walking side by side and sometimes made stops cause of squirrels and ducks at the water. It was funny how they looked when they had such a serious look on their face over some damn squirrels and ducks that you took pictures and videos of Chris and Leon. Both separate and together. It was strangely a chill day since there were times you take Chris with you and you were so sore and tired of your damn mind after their fun time was over
Furthermore, you clip off their leashes and let them run and play around the huge grass field. They were play wrestling and chasing each other as you went to the benches to take a breather. It was pretty empty judging how it was just the three of you, so that was nice. You take your phone out to read their messages on how adorable and funny Chris was acting in the pictures and videos. Going back and forth texting, the distraction was deafening to your surroundings until you hear a loud yelp. You look up and see Chris rubbing his shoulder. "Chris!" Putting your phone in your pocket you run up to him. "You okay, buddy? What happened?" You barely touch his shoulder not wanting to hurt it more or for him to react back at you,"He bit me."
"What?" You were confused and see his face staring at Leon, cowering. "Leon, you did this?" Leon's ears were down and his tail was slumped,"I did not!" "Did too!!" "No, I didn't-" You gave Leon the death stare as he whines,"Leon. Tell me the truth...now." He just looked down with guilt and shame,"....Yes, I bit him." You shake your head and facepalmed,"Why did you fucking bit him, Leon!?" He didn't answer still looking down playing with the grass. Chris whimpers as his tail wags a little. "Is it okay to patch you up, babe?" He nods and you put the collar on both of them. "I'll take you back at my place first okay? I don't have my first aid with me. After that I'll walk you back home, but Leon will stay at home." "But, mommy-" "Leon don't start!" He stayed quiet and the three of you started walking back
After patching Chris well and give him a treat he was happy again. His ears were up and tail moving excitedly,"There you go, sweetheart. Now lets take you home and see if your owner doesn't get mad at me." You give him another treat as he gladly munches it down too. "Mommy, can I go?" You let out a sharp sigh,"Go upstairs." Leon glumly walks upstairs to your bedroom as he hears the door open and close. Leaving him all alone to wait for you to come back. He just closes his eyes to nap, hoping when he wakes up that you forgive him
Some minutes past and hears the keys jingling, door closing, and Leon wakes up. He peaks out the door and sees your home. His tail wags and his lips curl to a smile. "Leon...come downstairs." Your voice was a warning and he knew. He run downstairs and says,"Mommy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" "Couch." "Mommy?" "Leon, I said couch." He nods his head and heads to the living room. Sitting on the couch he sits there with ears down,"I'm sorry, mommy. Please, don't punish me." His tears start to blur his vision
"Baby boy, I just want to talk about what happened at the dog park. Please, tell me the truth. Why did you bite, Chris?" He sniffles as a tear fell then another,"I was just jealous you were giving him love and I wasn't getting more than he does. I-I'm sorry, mommy. I know he is my best friend, but it's not fair." Okay, well that was easy. He would take a while to spill it, but it seemed like he really pulled a nerve this time and didn't want to make it worse. "Good boy. I talked to Chris' owner and they are very disappointed. They are tempted to not let you both hang out anymore. Thankfully, your bestie intervened and objected their plan...and because I give him yummy treats. So, we both decided to let it go, but for both of you to play separately if I'm taking you both alone. Understand?" He nods and wipes his tears
"I forgive you, but that doesn't mean I'm going to leave this all unpunished." His ears twitches and tilts his head,"W-What?" You stand up and cross your arms,"Get on the couch. You know what." He thought this was over. Leon gets on in a doggy style position,"Head down, Leon." He gulped and puts his head on the armrest of the couch,"Please, mommy..." He begged and his tail tucked between his legs as you pull down his pants and underwear. "Relax. This is just a reminder." He hears you go upstairs going through stuff like looking for something and come back down. "Whatever you do don't look back, okay?" He was about to peak a little,"What do you-" You gave him a spank as he yelps,"I said do not look back. Is that clear?' He nods and nuzzles against the armrest
"Mommy, um are you-ahh~" He felt your finger push inside his hole as you slowly move in and out. Leon arches his back more and his tail wagging,"Mommy, faster. I want more~" But, you pull your finger out and Leon looks behind. He realizes what he had done and you spank him three times. He flinches away,"AHH!!" As much as it hurt it made him moan afterwards cause he is a filthy dog. "I'm not going to tell you, but I will remind you with my hands, Leon."
"But, mommy I like looking at your face. Both when you're smiling and scowling at me for being a dirty-" SPANK "oohh!~" The burning sensation lingers his butt cheek making him grind against the couch. "I know...you're such a nasty boy~" You playfully said as he giggled. The sound of something pop and then some slick wet movement happening. "Mommy? I'm scared. What are you doing?" You didn't answered and he had to look. It was a strap-on and you were right behind him on the couch. "It seems like you're still being a nasty boy, Leon. You keep looking behind when I keep telling you to stop doing that. I guess you deserved to be punished."
His eyes widen as he then felt the toy push inside him all the way. He lets out a gasp and then you let it sit there. It made him shiver and his moans being cut off from trying to hold back from cumming,"Oh mommy, I'll be good I swear. Don't-ahh, oh my go-mommy~" You had a grip on his ass cheeks spreading them as you push out almost from the tip peaking out and fucked it back in hard. Leon was reaching his hand out for you to calm down, but you grab his arm and placed it behind his back,"You're going to like it, bad boy. I know you want this."
He shakes his head,"N-No, mama. No, Leon is good, mmm, Leon g-good. Ugh, s-so good~" His moans, his lewd body reactions, and words say otherwise. That's when you decided to just put your foot on his head and start ramming his hole hard and fast. Leon's moans were loud. So loud and clear, visceral, and so naughty. He couldn't help how good it feels and how cruel you were pegging him. "Fuck, mommy, fuck me. I'm a stupid dog. I'm a bad boy, yes, yes, yes, mommy!! More gimme more. I want mommy's cock to be empty inside me. Please!~" Pretty sure he already came and is going for another. "See what happens when you, ugh, make mommy angry!? You feel that, Leon, yeah?"
"Oohhh, yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes mommy. I feel it so fucking, ahh, so hard. Please, I'm a-" You spank his ass a few times cause him to whine and set your foot to lay on top of him with your front. Grinding your hips fast he feels it go deeper as you wrap your arm around his neck like a headlock. You can see part of the side of his face that his tongue was sticking out, drooling a lot, tears streaming down, face twisted with such lust and despair. "Ack, m-mommy choking me. Urgh, c-cumming, c-cum~" You growl forcing your hips faster making your arms grip tighter on his neck as his hands try to unwrap it, but you didn't let him and one last thrust was enough for him to orgasm. He was able to let out a guttural scream,"Good boy, good boy, that's it. I'm not letting go until it's over."
Leon's tears stream down as well as his drool and some snot. His face was turning red and pats your hand. That''s when you let go,"M-Mommy, hah, you broke me. S-So good. I'm a dirty d-dog." You rub his head and kiss his temple,"You did a good job, honey. Like a good boy. Well done. Now don't go biting anyone, okay? Only the bad ones. Is that clear?" He sniffles and nods,"Yes, mommy. I promise~" What a happy mutt he turned out to be after that
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𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣
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monstersinthecosmos · 1 month
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For the ask: Did you ever meet the goth mum_TM herself and if not, would you have liked to meet Anne?
I did!! I went to a book signing in LA for Atlantis back in 2016 and they announced the project to make a TV show! And Chris was there and Becket and Eric Shaw Quinn!
she was so nice and they did a Q&A and a lot of the questions were about writing and publishing and like all she wanted to do was gush about writing and encourage everyone to write and she was stressing how the world needs new voices and needs your voice and wants to hear the story you have to tell!
I knew Chris would be there so I’d brought a copy of A Density of Souls with me in case he’d sign it so when I went up to the table I was talking to him as well. I was teasing him bc I had this really old edition and he looks like such a baby in the author photo. He was dying laughing and showing it to everyone and went “MOM LOOK AT THIS, I’M LIKE A GAY LITTLE LOLITA!!” He also got up from the table to take a selfie with me and was just super nice. 🤣
I gave her a letter and if it got shuffled into one of the fan mail boxes at Tulane I will die 🥸 but I wrote her a note about how her writing was so important to me and how much it influenced my creativity. And I wore velvet and a CAMEO NECKLACE LMAO and she was like “oh your necklace is beautiful!” when I came up 😳
and like I knew it would be a quick in and out thing so my one burning question that I asked was if there was a band she based Lestat’s music off. She said The Doors!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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fandomfluffandfuck · 2 years
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I finished your chris evans reader insert on archive AGAIN 😳🥵 can has another? 🥺👉👈 im in dire need of it 🤲 something related to the sluttiness chris has been embodying recently? 😍
related to my Chris Evans × Reader (both fem and masc chapters available) on AO3 called: "You Heard The Rumors 'Bout These Legs, Well I'm The One Who Spread 'Em"
Also, aw, thank you sweetheart, it's always lovely to hear that people go back and re-read my fics! I have my own fics that I read again and again and again so it's fun to be that for someone else <3
And, while not an entire fic (mostly because I don't know how to write anything brief haha)... you can certainly have a drabble! Inspired by all the recent sluttiness as you wish 😘
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Chris Evans × Gender Neutral Reader (with dirty talk, grinding/humping, outdoor hooking up, and hand jobs) under the cut
"How're you doing, big guy?" You purr, climbing into Chris' lap and settling yourself there, one hand on his shoulder and the other carding through his fluffy hair. There's no gel in it today - keeping it slick and in place - instead, some of it has fallen out of its usual style and onto his forehead. Partly the reason there's no product in his hair is because he's been in and out of the pool all day. Swimming, lying in the sun, and running Dodger around the yard, playing chase, in just his swim trunks, sunglasses, and his pendant necklace swinging or hitting his tattooed, untrimmed chest- glinting in the sun. You told him earlier, jokingly, that he's gonna have a tan line from it if he keeps it on, he still hasn't taken it off though. Not that you mind. You take your hand out of his hair for a moment, righting the pendent to sit in the middle of the chain.
"Mmm-?" he hums, sitting up more now, propped on his elbows. You hadn't realized he was napping, eyes shut under those dark shades.
You chuckle, "sleepy?" you ask while ruffling his hair. Amused and so, so entranced. He's so handsome.
"A little." He breathes in hugely, impressive chest rising and falling deeply. You can't help but place both hands on his bare chest. You feel the thump, thump, thump of his heart and the soft scratch of his chest hair under your spread fingers and palms.
"I always pegged you as more of a dog, but here you are, sitting in the sun and stealing cat naps so I'm not so sure anymore..." you say, smiling. And you don't say it but you do think it- that it's fair for him to be sleepy. He's been working hard. Acting as he normally does but also voice acting, working tirelessly on his website, plus doing press for the on-screen acting and voice acting. You know well that press takes the most out of him. He deserves a lazy day in the sun.
"Yeah. 'S better with you here now though," he charms, sleep still clinging to his voice. He's playing with the waist of your shorts as he slips his hands around you. Encircling.
You haven't been out with him the whole day, some of it, sure, whenever you needed a break from your work-from-home job, but not the whole time. So you aren't dressed for swimming or lounging in the sun as he is. Still, his hands find your naked skin as if you are dressed to lay out, caressing your sides and back. The breadth of his hands on you is familiar and comforting.
"Is it?" You breathe, not thinking about what you're saying, just trying to get more of that deep, rumbling timbre out of his mouth and in your ears. His morning (or generally post-sleep) voice is fantastic.
"Always is," he murmurs back, sliding his hands out from under your clothes and up your back, over your shirt. Once his hands get to your shoulders he takes ahold of them to bring you down against him. And he sighs, satisfied when you're laid flat against each other. Chest to chest.
Chris' beard is soft and vaguely scratchy just like his chest hair. It tickles your face as you lean in for a slow, sun-melted kiss. Chris tastes like himself and a little like chlorine plus the beer he's been drinking all afternoon. And, actually, he might just smell like chlorine from swimming so much- sweat and chlorine and just the barest hint of his cologne that hasn't been washed off yet.
He kisses you harder. More force and more lust behind his intent. Waking up. Yeah... waking up more for sure.
One of you parts your lips, then the other.
Then you're licking into each other's mouths. Kissing harder. Kissing sloppier. Chris' beard rasps against your face. His lips are soft and plush against yours. It's intoxicating. His teeth nip at you teasingly. Your lungs burn, needing oxygen bad but you're unwilling to give this up. Not yet. Not without a fight. You push just a little harder.
Then break away, panting. Just for long enough to get enough air into your system, then you dive right back in- desperate. Starved for it.
Your noses hit together a little too hard. It doesn't stop either of you. You have to keep going. Keep going.
Amidst the ramping up kisses, getting hotter and hotter between you both, his hands slide down to your ass. They feel massive on you. His heavy hands.
His hands grope you through your clothes until he becomes too impatient and slips his hands underneath your shorts and underwear.
You rip your mouths apart to gasp. His hands on your bare skin makes you gasp. He pinches you. Just changing things up. You gasp again, louder this time. And he laughs, low and shiver-indusing with the how dangerous and teasing it feels. "Chriss-"
Against your mouth he rumbles, kissing again, just a passionate and burning, "what?" Then, "you got more work to do or somethin'? Somewhere you gotta run off to, huh, baby?"
"N-no," you pant hard against his mouth, wishing he was kissing you instead of using that wonderful mouth to talk.
"Then what?" He challenges.
"Nothing," you puff, "I- I just like saying your name." You haven't been out in the sun long enough to get burned but you feel like you might've been. Your cheeks flushed.
Chris' lips curl into a cocky smirk, "yeah?" He grabs you harder, his fingers digging into your ass and his impressive erection digging into your front. "Say it again then. C'mon sweet thing," he coos, "say my name."
"Chris-" you obey with a shiver.
Chris groans for your trouble, nosing your jaw. Leaning closer. You drop your head to reach his lips better, aching to kiss him more.
You kiss him hard. Gasping at the electric heat zapping between you and now pooling low in your stomach.
His tongue slips between your lips, fucking into your mouth. Wet and hot and- your toes curl as his mouth and hands envelope you wholly.
You can't think about anything but this.
Just this.
"Chris-" you say it right into his mouth this time. Barely audible and chasing the obscene sound of his name coming out of your lips by biting his lower lip. He makes another hungry sound, tilting his face up more to get more of your mouth. Hotly needy. Loving it when you both cut loose and get little rough.
You bite him again. You chase the hurt away with a flick of your tongue. He groans so lowly, so roughly it comes out as a growl.
Fuck.
Chris is restless underneath you. He's just woken up and he's moving up into you in an uncoordinated fashion, like he really did just get bumped out of his dreams. Early morning... moving with what feels good. Aninal. Instinctive.
His hips are twitching up against you like he can't control them. His breaths are coming out unsteady and rough from that huge, gorgeous chest. His lips haven't closed yet from his last groan- his last growl.
Now, he makes another little sound though. High and desperate. His face, neck, and chest are a beautiful, flushed pink. You squirm intentionally on top of him, grinding a little, panting at how hot and heavy and thick he is under you. His swim trunks do nothing to conceal his cock. You love it.
You run your fingers through his hair and then push his sunglasses up into his hair so you can see his eyes...
They're dark and heavily lidded, almost shut as he stares hungrily at you. He doesn't speak. Just stares, lips gaped and breathing heavily with his fingertips digging into your sides.
"Feel good?" You whisper, moving a hand between your grinding bodies so you can cup his heavy, hard cock.
"Uh-huh," he puffs, nodding jaggedly. Moaning when you grab him more firmly. He throbs in your hand.
You squeeze him harder through his swim trunks. You stroke the impressive length of him. Hot. Heavy. He lets out another moan, throwing his head back on the deck chair he's reclined on. The motion makes his sunglasses hit back down over his nose. You'd laugh at it, especially at the shocked look he suddenly makes, not expecting the shades to be there, but you're too focused on making him feel good. Massaging him. Thick, hot, and heavy under your hand.
You lean down enough to bite his bearded jaw.
He makes a wordless sound that almost could be your name.
Encouraging it, this obscene show he's putting on by just being him and enjoying himself, you keep using your mouth. Biting his jaw. Kissing his neck. Nipping his collarbones. Taking that stupidly attractive little pendant on his necklace between your teeth. And working your way lower, lower, lower. All the while you have one hand on his cock. Stroking him gently but mostly focusing on squeezing and drawing your thumb across where you know the sensitive head of his cock lies. You love the way he twitches when you touch that part of him. All of those nerve endings. Right there. Sensitive and red-hot.
"God," he pants and his hips jerk up hard. Your gut swoops with arousal. Between sloppy kisses over his clenching abs, you bite your lip.
Fuck.
He's so hot.
"C'mon baby," you murmur, lips to his skin, tasting of sunscreen and sweat and chlorine, "tell me about how you feel."
"Feels good," he breathes as you get to the waistband of his swim trunks. Kissing. Licking. Pulling at the damp fabric with your teeth only to let it snap back against him. He hisses. He gasps. His hips jokt forward, wordlessly begging for it. It's heady, making him react like that.
"What else?" You demand.
"Feels... feels good," he puffs, having a hard time keeping it together with one of his hands now in your hair and the other at his side, balled into a fist. "Your hand, oh God, baby, it feels so good." You massage his cock with the heel of your palm just for that. Making it good for him. More good. "And- and your mouth. Your mouth is- mmm, it's so good. It feels so good. You're doing so good for me. Please don't stop. Don't stop. Ngh-!" He rambles.
His slurred words and cute, outrageously attractive pleads don't go unnoticed. You pull the band of his shorts down, exposing his cock to your eager eyes and the open air. You make a fist around him, kissing his hip, his v-line tattoos, and intent to put your mouth around the crown of his cock to work at swallowing him all down (you always have to be gentle and go slow because of the size of him) but-
"Oh, oh, God, baby-!" He whines as you stroke him, convulsing as he busts. His hot, wet release gets on your face and neck and over his lower stomach as he moans, pants, and swears through his orgasm. You don't mind. You don't mind the free show even as he breathlessly apologizes for it, saying he doesn't know what came over him, he just got caught up and- he should've warned you. He should've let you blow him like you were gonna but-
It doesn't matter. Squeezing his flagging erection now that he's cum, you watch, gleefully, the way he twitches once or twice, sensitive, before you crawl back up his body. "I don't care," you purr, watching his eyes catch the stain of his release over you, claiming you, "I just wanted to make you feel good, big guy, and it's good to know that I don't even have to try." You wink. He blushes. "I got you there so easy you couldn't even stop yourself..."
"Shit, baby," Chris growls, grabbing you with weak hands, pawing at you, sliding you in close, "you talk like that an' I'm not gonna stay soft for long," he threatens, then launches into that overwhelmingly attractive tone of voice that only seems to come out at particularly... intense... situations, "you want it? You want your turn? Whaddya want, honey, I'll give it to you. You want my mouth? You want my dick in you? My fingers? C'mon, whaddya think? Whadd're you craving, baby?"
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november-rising · 22 hours
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Watching season 2 episode 4 “Stuck” is heartwarming! I love seeing that then and now (season 7), Eddie will show his son love and affection. Chris is a damn teen - his voice is dropping (😱😳) and Eddie still kissed Chris’ head before leaving to Vertigo or some other shenanigans.
ALSO: While waiting for the bus, I saw a truck with a wide exhaust pipe! Made me think of this episode…that and those two walking and bumping into each other and the togethernes.
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blamemma · 11 months
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"Daniel, you must tell them, okay, if it is too tight or uncomfortable!" Max insists.
I AM MAKING THESE FACES 😵‍💫😳👀🧐😜 WHAT A BEGINNING
sorry to report this wasn’t as scandalous as people thought it maybe was, and was simply a small little fic about pregnant Daniel in Melbourne and the beginning is him doing his seat fitting and max worrying but i just lot momentum writing it oops!! anyway lil rest of the beginning underneath, unedited etc cause its basically an abandoned wip at this point x
mentions of mpreg under cut
“Daniel, you must tell them, okay, if it is too tight, or it is uncomfortable?” 
“I know, Maxy.” Daniel replies, pulling the zipper of his race suit up, fingers pushing the velcro around his neck together. 
“I just…worry, you know.” Max says, eyes downward, avoiding Daniel’s gaze, the way he gets when he doesn’t want to push too far, but wants his opinion to be heard. 
In the comfort of Max’s drivers’ room, everything is serene, the buzz of the paddock locked behind a door. No one knows about the baby yet, they only found out two weeks ago, Daniel waiting until Max got back from Jeddah to take the test. They’ve been living in romantic bliss since, elated about the news. They’d gone to the doctors shortly after to make sure everything was okay. Max had paid extra to get an early scan. Daniel was now 7 weeks along. They’ll tell Daniel’s family first, heading straight to Perth after the Melbourne race. Daniel knows they’ll be happy for him and Max, but he still feels nervous, letting them in on their little secret. 
Daniel moves to grab Max’s face between his hands, kissing his forehead gently, before making eye contact with him. 
“If it begins to hurt, or it feels too tight, I’ll tell them I fell off my motorbike last week and I’m all bruised up okay? I promise.” Daniel reassures him. Max nods, moving Daniel’s arms with him, before leaning in, pressing a quick kiss to Daniel’s lips. 
“Ok.” He replies, voice soft. 
“I should get going,” Daniel says, leaning down to grab his shoes. “Don’t want to be late on my first day!” 
“I will come with you!” Max responds, grabbing a cap to throw on his head. 
“Max…” Daniel draws out, not annoyed by Max’s volition, just aware of how busy a race weekend can be and how he doesn’t want Max to feel responsible for Daniel on top of all that. 
“I have a free half hour, and I need to speak to GP of course anyway, so I will come. I will just stand to the side, I will not interfere.” He insists, and Daniel can’t stop him as Max is halfway out the door, leading the way for Daniel, still convinced he doesn’t know his way around, even though the Red Bull corridors still feel the same as the day he left them. 
Daniel huffs under his breath, knowing he won’t win this battle and so follows suit behind Max, taking a few quick steps to catch up with him before grazing his pinkie against Max’s palm to let him know he’s there. 
The engineers are stood waiting for him, chatting whilst stood around the RB19. Max veers off to where GP is standing, and Daniel has to stop for a moment, glance around and settle his stomach. He doesn’t feel dread or disdain, just utter happiness, and joy, but he still feels nerves bubbling at the surface. 
He reaches forward, arm extended towards the engineers, fist closed, a confident “Alright boys,” said in his Australian accent, and lets them all fist bump him as a greeting. Some old faces, some new, but all of them are smiling at him.
“So, where do you want me then?” He asks jokingly. 
“Just hop on in mate, we’ve got a stool there for you if you need it, obviously be a bit careful, we’ll take care of the rest.” Chris tells him. 
“Sweet!” Daniel responds, stepping forward and placing his hand on the halo before he can second guess all this and get too in his head. He looks down the nose of the car, a number 1 staring back at him and an overwhelming sense of pride washes over him. It’ll never look as pretty as the 3 that used to be emblazoned across the front, he thinks to himself, letting the thought flitter away quickly before he gets ahead of himself. 
He uses the provided stool to hoist himself upwards, feet either side of the halo, his arms bent forward, clutching the halo to steady himself. 
A loud wolf whistle comes from behind him, and Daniel’s head whips round to see Max and GP leant against the side of the garage, Max grinning to himself as he stares Daniel down. Daniel blushes, all the way down his neck, as he realises his arse was bent straight towards the two of them, quickly trying to laugh it off as playful banter before the mechanics realise. His left foot goes down into the seat, right leg following shortly, so that he’s stood in the seat. He takes a moment to adjust himself, after crouches down, bringing his legs in front of himself and sliding forward. 
The seat is tight against his hips, pressing inwards, and he moves slightly, alleviating the pressure. The main thing he can feel though is the burning in his cheeks. His smile so wide and bright, a giggle almost escaping him that, his cheeks have begun to ache, saliva building in his mouth. Tommo is stood in front of the car, snapping photos, and a social media person who Daniel is yet to learn the name of is moving around the car filming him. He feels excited to see the photos, see the smile that’s cracked all over his face. 
“How does it feel?” Chris asks him. Daniel looks up to where Chris is leaning over him and nods once. 
“Feels good mate. A little tight on the sides, but nothing I can’t handle.”
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im-a-matt-girl · 1 year
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Had an idea. maybe reader borrows one of matts hoodies because she's cold and nick and chris see her in it which leads them to question matt and her's relationship?
😳🫣
We're going out for a night walk with your brothers. It's way colder outside than I expected it to be, and I am not prepared. I cross my arms over my chest and shiver as your brothers walk ahead of us.
"You okay?" you ask me. "You look cold."
"Yeah," I say through my chattering teeth. "I am."
"Here," you say, taking off your hoodie. "You can borrow this."
"Are you sure?" I ask you, taking the hoodie from you.
"Yeah, positive," you answer me. "I'm used to this weather. And… you're not, apparently."
"True," I say, putting on your hoodie. "Thank you."
"Of course," you smile at me.
Chris turns around and gives us a sideways glance, furrowing his eyebrows for a fraction of a second. He elbows Nick, then nods toward us.
Nick looks at us. "Oh, that hoodie's cute on you," he tells me. "Is it Matt's?"
"Yeah, he's letting me borrow it," I explain sheepishly.
"Aw, that's sweet," Nick says, turning back around.
I see them whispering to each other. "Did I do something wrong?" I ask you quietly.
"I don't think so," you say. "They're just being weird."
Nick turns back around and gives us a saccharine smile. "So… um… what's going on here, anyway?" he asks us, vaguely gesturing between me and you.
"What do you mean?" you ask him in a slightly defiant tone.
Nick looks at Chris and they both roll their eyes knowingly. "She's wearing your hoodie, bro," Chris says. "Like, come on. It couldn't be any more obvious that you two like each other. Be real for a second."
I look up at you, pursing my lips together. "Do we?" we both say at the same time.
Nick erupts in laughter. "Oh, my God," he says, touching Chris' arm. "These idiots don't even know they're dating. We figured it out before they did, ahaha!"
Chris chuckles. "Pathetic," he says facetiously. "Did you seriously not know that he liked you?" he asks me.
I point to myself. "Me?" I ask sincerely, looking at Chris, then back at you. I notice only the faintest blush rise in your cheeks.
"Yeah," Chris says. "He told me."
"And you had no idea she liked you, like, at all?" Nick asks you. I had confessed to Nick a while back that I was developing a crush on you, and he swore to keep my secret. But I guess the cat's out of the bag, now.
"No," you reply, shaking your head at him. "But now I do, I guess," you add, turning to look at me again.
I smile at you and cover my face with one hand. I'm so embarrassed, but I'm also very relieved that you feel the same way.
"It's okay," you tell me in a comforting voice. "Don't let these buffoons pressure you into dating me."
"But I want to," I whisper shyly.
A big smile sweeps across your face. "Okay, then," you say, taking my other hand in yours.
"Ugh, FINALLY," Nick says dramatically, throwing his arms out.
Chris slow-claps. "Beautiful. Now, let's get going."
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einsatzzz · 4 months
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mukuro rlly won when he got chris hackney god damn (<- rlly loves his voice for ayato)
i rlly like mukuro's voice and the way he speaks in general, plus his fufufufu. i just know his eng dub is gonna be so good 😳😳 i thinks its a perfect fit, they rlly know what they're doing when they cast him
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georgiapeach30513 · 8 months
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https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJnjtkXu/
ik It's a game but the male voice sounds kinda like Chris 😳 the girl tho lmao I'd tell him the same
😳😳 the way I gasped! Holy shit!
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thebrandywine · 8 months
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D for Dirty Secret!
Leon: gets off on the loss of autonomy in a situation (when he trusts his partner), i.e. being tied up, being blindfolded, obeying orders- has to do with how he very much did not ever want the responsibilities that he currently has & the relief of putting them/decision making down
Piers: give him orders. Do it. Do it. Do it. Even in non-Nivannedyfield verses, Piers had such a hard on for Chris early on because the man's 'captain' voice is... 😳
Chris: his favorite moments are when his partner or partners are barely there, eyes rolled up in their heads, drooling, unable to speak. Seeing strong, intelligent, horribly kind men reduced down to being consumed by how good they feel. *He* did that and it's hot as hell.
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babytrapperdiaz · 1 year
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i couldn't watch the episode live w/ you guys so i'm going to "live blog" here (before i see y'alls thoughts)
eddie is so embarrassing and i love him, the glancing 😭😭😭
bobby baking them a cake to soften the blow of the reviews is so 💀 he's literally so dad coded
buck is really like "babe you don't have to date if you don't want to. babe? who said that, wasn't me"
chim said ✋️😌 i'm alright over here thank youuu. secure king! OOH 💀
RAVIIII 😝
this is kinda flirty 🤭
bowen is so cute and jlh's voice is beautiful 😭😭 + i love that song smm
EDDIE 😭
why's novak kinda... (if anyone ever asks my type.. nvm.🧍‍♀️)
he's a lil bit 😳😵‍💫🤭 (novak hasn't done anything wrong and i'll stand by that !)
buck wtf 🤣
OH NO NOT BIG BIXBY 😨 *schmidt voice* BIG BIXBY IS A CHEATERR 😱
not buck posturing at the bodybuilder comp, he said "baby this is vegan 😘"
bobby the entire episode "🗣ROAST ME"
"what's going to happen when we do something denny doesn't like, is he going to go running to his father?" in an episode where eddie is dating again and the last time he did chris- yeah.
did they dye kenny's hair??
ravi ☹️ omg.
"she was, very nice 😬" EDDIE 😭😭
i think eddie did like her, but he doesn't want people in his business and i respect that + TÍA !! family expectations, omggg
they loved doing karaoke together they love singing together 😭😭😭
NOVAK PLS COME BACK
chimney telling ravi to leave it at the glass doors 🥲
BOBBY 🤣 not he sent the oldest to retrieve the youngest omg 😭😭 he really said "🚨🚨AMBER ALERT🚨🚨AMBER ALERT MISSING CHILLD 😱 MISSING CHILD 🚨😱😱" I'M SCREAMING
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fandomfluffandfuck · 1 year
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the moment i read this i very clearly imagined doing this to Chris. like, VERY clearly...
him arching his back and drawing out a moan in that voice of his, legs going a bit wider like his whole body is having a reaction to that feeling. letting out some hot "fuck"s. that wet sound of my hand going up and down his very large shaft. he's not even sure what's lube and what's precum at this point cuz precum is oozing so much out of his cock that it's lubing his whole shaft back again
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kissing his thighs while jerking him off to watch him arch his back and moan like a slut 🥺😵‍💫🥵😳💗
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Shut the fuck up! 😤 That's perfect! That is the BEST mental image 😮‍💨😮‍💨
With Seb's permission I would LOVE to make Chris moan like a slut. I would LOVE to see Chris arch his back, chasing pleasure. I would LOVE to see him turn a pretty pink, getting so turned on that he can't breathe properly.
God. 🥴
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nintooner · 1 year
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I finally watched the Mario movie 😭 The drive-in we went to was a little bit crappy (the audio had this crackling in the background), and there was a little bit of rain in the middle of the movie but none of that ruined the experience
(Obviously this post contains Mario movie spoilers, if you haven't seen it yet)
As a lifelong Mario fan, I was literally smiling like an idiot throughout the whole thing, because of course I was 😆
I kinda wish I had some Mario fan friends to watch it with so we could have gushed about all the references together haha (I watched it with my parents, and they're Mario fans too, but not as intensely as me, so they only picked up on some of the references)
Let me tell you I internally popped off when they had the Captain Toad theme playing during Toad's introduction scene. My boy Captain Toad got a reference 😎
Also Gusty Garden in the credits had me humming along, I always can't help but sing along to that song (If I was in the car by myself, I would have been singing it out loud lol)
My favourite part of the movie was just the brotherly love between Mario and Luigi, that shit was so wholesome 😭 It really reminded me of their bond in the Mario & Luigi games
Peach was a bit of a girlboss as I feared, but I feel it ended up being justified since she's been living in this world her whole life, while Mario is brand new to it and has no clue what's going on at first. And by the end she and Mario (and the rest of the gang) are working together as a team
Speaking of, I was pleasantly surprised to see a tiny bit of Peach backstory 😳 The implication that she's from the "real world" too... I feel like they could explore that more in a sequel. Also I loved how protective she was of the Toads, since they pretty much raised her... More wholesome shit
And it was bizarre but cool to see Mario and Luigi's family! I knew going into the movie that their dad was voiced by Charles Martinet, and I could immediately tell when I heard his voice. Eternal respect to the absolute chad Charles 🫡
Obviously Bowser slapped, but you don't need me to tell you that, you already know it 😆 He was the perfect combination of intimidating and goofy. And the wedding outfit from Odyssey...! The king of fashion... And that Peach love song... He's so multitalented!
And of course, since my favourite Mario character is... well, Mario himself, I just loved him throughout the whole movie. They portrayed him pretty much perfectly. He's so funny and cute and determined and just a loveable everyman. That's kinda the whole appeal of his character; that he's a regular working man in this crazy fantasy setting, and despite his ordinary-ness he always gives it his all and saves the day! And Chris Pratt did a really good job on the voice, contrary to what we all feared upon hearing the voice cast announcement – it's obviously different to what we're used to, but a great alternate take on Mario imo
I really liked the bickering relationship between Mario and Donkey Kong, that was really funny 😆
I also popped off a little when they had that quick Diddy, Dixie & Chunky Kong cameo. Just completely unexpected lol (Sad Kiddy wasn't there though 😔 They left him at home 😔😔😔)
This movie was a love letter to Mario fans! And apparently kids really love it too from what I've heard, so it hit the mark for both of its main target audiences: kids and Mario fans
My mum had but a single complaint: No Waluigi (He's her favourite character)
I assured her that he'll probably show up in one of the inevitable sequels 😆
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