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A NOT SO MEET CUTE ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅
| percy jackson x popstar au
| au masterlist ☽
summary: the first time you and percy meet isn't the best of circumstances and opinions are formed
warnings: swearing and i think thats just about it!
a/n: *in announcer voice* hello and welcome to my first au series, percy and the popstar - help the first time i thought of that my mind went to 'the princess and the popstar' 😭 - im using gracie, masie peters and taylor swift lyrics and faceclaims because im unoriginal as shit :) so if i've used a ts lyric and she's also liked a post lets just collectively ignore that okay!! anyway its unedited but i hope you enjoy! <3 lemme know what you think!!
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percy jackson is famous.
ok thats putting it lightly, percy jackson is extremely famous. in fact he is one of the youngest million-almost-billion-aires in the world. the twenty-two year old has an incredible influence on the world. how he got famous? no one really knows.
maybe its the fact that society drops at the feet of any good-looking rich boy. or maybe he actually did work for it like the rest of the word, we'll never know.
but.
y/n l/n is even more famous.
she's a force to be reckoned with, taking the world by storm with her music and setting the industry alight with her influence. she's got power, beauty and talent and she's not afraid to show it, the recently-turned twenty-one year old has turned the world on its head. case and point; her world tour that she's embarked on. y/n l/n switched things up and instead of starting in the u.s she's finishing here in good ol' new york!
l/n has one final show in florida and two more in boston and then we welcome her home to nyc.
why am i writing an article about y/n l/n and percy jackson i hear you ask? because the young celebrities were both spotted at a high end restaurant in florida, whether they were actually together or not remains to be discovered...
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"would you put your phone down?" lia sighs, setting down an iced coffee in front of you. "you've been staring at that article all morning- its not even a credible source. its probably just some random high schooler blogging."
"i know," you huff and glare at her when she steals your phone from you. "but seriously? percy jackson? come on! i've never even met the guy."
"ooh he is yummy," lia says looking at your phone, at the photo of percy that was pasted at the top of the article. "i mean, ew yucky, he's like the ugliest person ever, i definitely don't want to bang him."
"bang him?" you laugh. "please for the love of god, never say that again."
lia just shrugs and picks up her own coffee taking a sip. "it's trueee."
sighing you lean back into your seat and look around the extravagant living room you're both currently resting in. its a few hours before you have to start getting ready for your final show here in florida and you can feel the anticipation starting to build under your skin.
"omigoshlookatthis," lia shrieks shoving your phone into your face.
"are you seriously stalking his instagram right now?" you raise your eyebrows at her.
"what? as i said he. is. hot."
your eyes flick quickly over his instagram not really seeing the appeal - sure he's good looking in a noticeable, obvious kinda way - but all he seems to post is pictures of him and how rich he is. ugh. be more creative - his insta is like every other boys. shirtless pics and vacations.
then your eyes settle on one thing in particular. "wait! you followed him?"
"shit," lia's eyes widen. "fuck this isn't going to help is it?"
"do something!" you shriek leaping off the couch. "do something! unfollow him! do something!"
"shit shit shit shit," lia cries as you both fly around the room in hysteria - you're both acting like teenage girls honestly - but at this point you don't care.
"fix it! fix it!"
"ok ok! done! i unfollowed him." lia's quiet for a moment and then she panics again. "ahhh fuck he's ONLINE!"
"noooooo! do you think he saw it?" you slap lia in the shoulder. "LIA!" hands shaking as you slump back down. "fuck. oh my god. this is going to be all over the internet."
"it'll be okay," lia comforts sitting down next to you. "it's not like you're famous or anything."
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just now
yn.user followed you
"PERCY FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?"
those aren't usually percy's favorite words. so when he hears grover yelling this from the hotel bathroom - why the bathroom? don't ask.
"what? what?" percy yells back.
"PERCY MOTHER FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?" okayyy thats is definitely not good if luke was yelling at him too.
"WHAT?" percy yells back.
"PERCY-"
"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SAY WHAT DID YOU DO ONE MORE TIME-"
luke and grover both stalk into the living room with chris and clarisse hot on their heels all supporting bewildered looks on their faces.
"do you know y/n l/n?" grover asks narrowing his eyes.
"the singer right?" percy asks confused still.
"check your insta right now," clarisse jumps in.
percy still confused as ever pulls out his phone eyebrows nearly springing off his face when he sees the notification on insta.
"wait what?"
"y/n l/n followed you for like two minutes and then unfollowed you again. its all over twitter, instagram, everything - especially after that dumb article went around," luke explains.
"it doesn't matter," percy sighs chucking his phone back onto the couch beside him.
"uh yes it does!" grover practically yells. "do you know where we're all going tonight? to her concert! this is going to feed every horny teenage girls dream." grover shoots percy an exasperated look. "my god, the rumours and theories that are gonna come out after this is insane."
"who cares what people think about us? it isn't true. besides y/n is probably one of those girls."
"those girls?" clarisse asks her eye brows raised.
"y'know, pretentious little daddy's girls who clearly have everything handed to them on a silver platter? those girls."
"whatever you say dumbass," chris chuckles.
"we're going to that concert tonight, percy," grover says turning on him. "shit is going to hit the fan because of it, but we're going. because i paid a fortune for those tickets and clarisse and i really wanna see y/n."
"whatever you say buddy, whatever you say."
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yn.user florida!!! is one hell of a drug! thank you so much for the love and support you've shown me these past few night florida!!! you've been an amazing audience and i can't wait to come back here 🤍🩵
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user1 omg omg best night of my lifeee
user2 is that a possible song lyric i see there???
user3 omfg it could be. the three !!! at the end of both floridas??
user4 everybody wake up y/n has posted!
user7 did anyone else see her follow percy jackson and then unfollow him??? no just me?
user6 holy shit yess i saw that
user5 i smell a new ship brewing
user8 WAIT didn't he go to last night's show??
user10 why isn't he waiting for the new york concerts? he lives there right? why go allll the way to florida?
user9 mother is mothering
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"i told you this would happen!" you huff to lia when she walks into your bedroom a few mornings later. "my entire comment section has been filled with people questioning about percy! i've never even met the guy!"
lia who had been assigned the role - self-assigned - the role to get you out of bed just rolls her eyes and drags the covers off you. "i know as you keep saying. but there is nothing we can do about it- short from announcing that it was a mistake. no one will even believe that anyway, so just let it go."
reluctantly you leave the comfort of your bed and slip into the clothes lia had picked out, trailing after her like a lost puppy. this usually happens between concerts, you return home and rest in your bed (with lia more often than not) not leaving it unless you need to, then lia comes parading in and announces that you're going out and since you have little fight left in you - you always agree.
ignoring the countless paparazzi as you make your way into the cafe you listen to lia as she blabs on about how she's never going to forgive you for not telling her you were adding a new song to your setlist without telling her.
you're so wrapped up in your own head you don't even see the person in front of you until you're slamming into them. and they've spilt coffee down your front.
"ah shit."
"fuck sorry."
you look up and its none other than the percy jackson. well hey! you've officially met him now!
"you good?" percy asks glasses and a cap cover his face but you still recognise him - what? lia's obsessed. and you were subjected to listen about her love for him - and the tone of his voice already pissed off and bored. it's like he was concerned until the second he recognised you. rude.
he doesn't even spare you a second glance before he's flipping you off.
"excuse me?" you say pulling his hand down. "did you just flip me off?"
percy's face pulls into a smirk and you just look up at him in disgust, brush past him and say "whatever asshole." at the same time he says. "later bitch."
fucker you're both thinking.
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TAGLIST‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ [if you're name is white it mean i couldn't tag you] @lauptimist, @itzmeme, @mariaaaaaahhhh, @paankhaleyaar, @maybxlle, @lara20aral [if you want to be added just let me know!]
#percy x reader#percy jackson x you#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson x y/n#percy x y/n#percy x you#percy jackson fanfic#percy jackson fic#percy pjo#percy jackson#fanfic#fanfiction#percy x popstar au ₊ ⊹#emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆
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i read somewhere that, after the war, zuko at least hands hama over to the swt instead of keeping her in fire nation prisons 'till the end of her life. Which is nice, I think. But I'm also curious as to how that would work out.
Most notably: how do you think it'd go down if she were to meet Pakku? given they both have some sort of connection to kanna's life, the idea of them being forced to interact even once entertains me very much. like, old waterbending master pakku—white lotus member—who has grown up in a patriarchal society and actively forbidden women from training to fight, under the precedent they are somehow ontologically weaker, fragile, and belonging in the healing huts... THAT guy, meeting his former fiancé's old friend: (or current wife's if you go by canon, which, eugh) A woman who not only fought in the front lines but ended up becoming one of the most skilled, creative, and deadly waterbenders in history. How would he react when finding out that a woman came up with blood bending? How badly would Hama mind-fuck him?? Because I'm confident they'd hate each other's guts-- no way she'd tolerate him,,,
And on a similar note—how would Kanna feel upon reuniting wirh Hama and discovering what she put Katata through, in your opinion? Idk, I'm just full of puppetmaster thoughts today. Hama is incredibly interesting and I wish she wasn't handled so much like a Halloween Specisl creepy witch, (even though katara herself is handled and written pretty well in this episode, i think. but i digress.)
i mean obviously i think about this all the time. i personally think that zuko hands hama over to the swt upon katara's request, and she and aang personally deliver her on appa (sokka is not there, for the very deliberate reason that if he knew what they were doing he would very vocally disapprove). and so katara is sort of retraumatizing herself by doing this, but she also feels like it's necessary specifically because she needs to be able to look hama in the eye and tell her why they're not actually the same (especially now that she actually did bloodbend someone in cold blood). katara has the love and support and safety to step back from her anger and her pain and her grief and hang onto her own humanity and allow herself to be the bigger person even in moments of abject rage and acute trauma, and hama doesn't. hama is a victim of her circumstance, and that's part of what makes her so uniquely terrifying to katara, because katara has that same capacity to make people hurt, she has the same tools at her disposal, and she has the same justifications to exercise that power. but unlike hama, she hasn't actually been pushed past her limits. sometimes she can see the cliff's edge, and sometime she even teeters on the line, but hama was fully just shoved off without a parachute, and that's really what separates them above all. i think katara should be allowed to acknowledge that and forgive herself for that, even if hama doesn't directly apologize to her (although in my mind she does, and it's not enough, but it's also so much more than katara ever expected to hear). even if it is too late for hama, katara deserves to heal.
frankly, i don't really give a shit about pakku or his reaction to hama. i also don't actually think that he thinks woman are ontologically incapable of being talented waterbenders of whatever; he's a pretty worldly guy, the reason he clings to these traditions isn't born of the belief that they're grounded in logical evidence like sokka's is, it's because he believes in the preservation of a system that benefits and valorizes him. pakku thinks katara belongs in the healing huts because he comes from a culture that dictates that women belong in the healing huts. like, he might also subscribe to the bioessentialist logic that women are better healers and men are being fighters, but that honestly doesn't really matter, because (unlike sokka) his epiphany lies not in the fact that woman can fight, but in the fact that his role in upholding these systems has actively driven his loved ones away due to his cruelty. he decides to be kinder, to women and in general, because he realizes that being an asshole has negative consequences. but frankly, who cares what he thinks of hama. realizing that your sister tribe in the south deserves aid and protection after being subjected to a century of genocide is kind of too little too late imo. unlike katara, sokka, aang, or kanna, who can approach this situation from the perspective of being a genocide survivor who even remotely understands hama's trauma, pakku really has no place in this conversation to me.
as for kanna...... god. hama/kanna reunion is genuinely one of the most heart-wrenching concepts to me in all of atla. as a sidenote, hama/kanna fanfic goes so hard every time. there's a total of like 15 fanfics for them on ao3 (last i checked) but they're all sooooooo. fucking delicious. tide locked........... ugh. anyway. i cannot fathom kanna's reaction upon learning that her closest friend once upon a time is not only alive, but also a convicted felon, for crimes including but not limited to manipulating her granddaughter, violating her (and sokka's) bodily autonomy in cruel and perverse ways, and forcing her to participate in that mode of violence in a way that traumatized her forever. even if you don't read them as former lovers (although it is indubitably better that way) it's so gut-churning. kanna lost so many people over the course of her life, and to learn that one of them has returned but in the worst way possible must be mind-boggling and distinctly unreal. like how do you even process that. first, how do you process how much pain she must have went through to become the kind of person who is capable of doing this, and then, how do you process the knowledge that the person you once loved most in the world irreparably hurt the person you now love most in the world? obviously she would always prioritize katara's safety over anyone else's no matter what, but god. kanna has led such a fascinating and impossibly difficult life, and it's not over yet.
#kallianthi#asks#analysis#postwargaang#hama#katara#pakku#kanna#hamaxkanna#hama&katara#also i didn't mention it in the post itself bc i've talked about it before but yeah i very much agree that i wish hama had been framed#differently because i do feel like making her into a cackling witch kind of undermines the whole point of the episode#she's someone who is deserving of our empathy and understanding despite her violence and by reducing her into a caricature#we lose that nuance#but otherwise it's such a fascinating episode....#kataraaa.... katara i love you katara <33333
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my heart is so full of love for jung hoseok 😭😭😭
#i just love to see him working and how his mind works#he's so fucking talented and creative and incredible#he was born for this#and i cant wait for hope on the street#im so curious to see what exactly it will be#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#i just wanna scream#THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
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it’s the fact that the other artists on this album actually add to the songs rather than simply being there as random features too
#like every artist's contribution i've been like OMG YES! like that's so fucking good#and i think joon is such an incredible artist for choosing the artists he did. like he's so meticulous and smart and talented#he just really knows what the fuck he's doing and this album is such a testament to his creativity and intelligence and musicality and skill
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The dynamic in Rise between the rest of the team and Leo is. so fucking funny. Because like you've got these three extremely talented individuals who all seem like perfectly reasonable people at first glance, right, but then if you squint hard enough you realize they're actually all batshit insane (affectionate) and the clown boy standing behind them is secretly their common sense.
Clown boy will occasionally put himself and the others in danger to Prove Himself or Prove Someone Wrong (see Minotaur Maze and the movie) but like otherwise... i think people forget Leo's overwhelmingly the voice of reason in most situations?
Raph, Mikey, and Donnie are all incredibly powerful boys with very specific skill sets. They are also, as a direct result of this, the WORST decision-makers on god's green earth lmao. When presented with a problem, Raph will smash, Donnie will blow shit up, and Mikey will razzmatazz. They will all run straight toward death with the same oblivious enthusiasm of a dog about to run straight into a screen door. None of them realize this and all of them think they are Extremely Good At Problem-Solving.
And the guy cursed with the common sense to realize this is literally the LAST person anyone would expect.
When you look closely, the entirety of Rise is actually a chronicle of Leo trying to find new and creative ways to keep this team of superpowered fools alive while simultaneously white-knuckling his Cool Fun Guy persona so the others don't realize he's secretly the Boring Responsible One. Haha, you know what would be Cool and Fun, guys? Not going after the Spine Breaking Bandit lol. Getting home before the sun goes up lol. Evacuating that civilian lol. Not telling the guy dangling me off a roof "you won't, no balls" lol.
The sacred struggle of every iteration of Leonardo is thanklessly wrangling the most trigger-happy siblings in the world, and Rise Leo has not escaped it. He just does an occasional shenanigan to avoid detection and his brothers fall for it every time.
#rottmnt#rottmnt leo#rise leo#leo#donnie#mikey#raph#raph has the Older Brother Stress while leo has the Common Sense Stress#GOD i adore Rise's take on leo so much#just a funny little guy subtly herding his brothers away from danger like cats while trying desperately to be Chill and Cool about it#he's been dodging the responsibility allegations for YEARS but Splinter caught him right at the very end of the show lmao#because like listen. listen. is rise raph responsible? yes.#is he--in practice--the Responsible One? absolutely NOT#raph is a RUFFIAN and a HOOLIGAN (extremely affectionate)#anyway i think the movie has made people forget that like. for a vast majority of the series leo's the voice of reason
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and on steven............. i can't even express how gross it felt to see the ways people reached to ruin his name and abuse him online. demonic behavior.
i didn't start watching watcher bc of steven, i'm gonna be honest. but his content, character, and yes, his mere influence on the company is one of the biggest reasons watcher came to be one of my favorite youtube channels.
i fell in love with steven and his content through dish granted, the way he poured in all his creative effort and know-how so that he could give his friends and loved ones a special, personalized, larger-than-life meal. i thought it was so sweet, and that show is actually one my favorites on the channel.
i still remember how impressed i was to hear steven had proposed to his now-wife with a lab-grown diamond ring, bc he intentionally wanted something more sustainable.
i remember steven's speech for his unforgettable gala award, the way he listed out the asian content creators who came before him, who shaped the space and influenced him. he carried himself with humility, respect, and reverence for the past, and i thought it was extremely admirable.
i remember the "making watcher" episode where shane and ryan outright said that steven was the reason for watcher's survival. how steven stepped up to handle the business side of things when nobody else could. of course the guy isn't a businessman. he's a creative. but he stepped away from his own passions to make sure their company could stay afloat.
and did you notice how many employees at watcher are asian? these folks are damn talented, damn good at their jobs. i don't have direct proof of this, but i just know that steven had a hand in making watcher an incredibly safe and inclusive place to work for asian folks and other minorities. and as an asian viewer, i could feel that influence in the videos. i can feel the care watcher takes to make inclusive content, to make content that feels like the people behind it care. for watcher, "asian" isn't a buzzword someone slaps onto a video to make it sound interesting. it's cultural, it's natural, it's loving. i can't explain it but i feel that distinction and it carries the same exact energy steven does in his videos.
so it was incredibly wild and surreal to have fans try their best to tear all of that down, because he misspoke in the announcement video and... he drives a tesla? i don't even have to touch on that because people know how inconsequential that is to the matter at hand. i don't know how else to make you believe that steven driving a tesla is not an indication of him being evil or an immoral level of wealthy. like be for fucking real, please.
i have never felt so disconnected with this community than i did watching people attack steven for business decisions made by multiple grown-ass people. i will never look at this community the same way i did before. i know all this time, people were jumping for a reason to villainize steven. and nobody can convince me i don't know why.
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SMALL SIMBLR SATURDAY SHOUTOUTS !!
AKA an excuse for me to yell about how much I love these incredible free CC creators and throw flowers at them.
@lumenniveus - LxN CC 🌹
LxN makes some of the most interesting, whimsical, and creative CC that i think the community at large is so lacking. Every time I load up his CC In my game I find myself smiling and laughing at all the love and little jokes he includes. Please Please Check out his stuff if you haven't already. I think he might be the most tragically slept on BB creators.
▶ Check out LxN Here!
@hamsterbellbelle 🌸
HamsterBelle is one of the most brilliant creators I've come across in this community. Not only is she crazy smart and makes some of the coolest cyberpunk CC I've ever seen, she is also a mind blowing builder and takes the time to write out some incredibly helpful tutorials. I've learned so much from her whether she knows or not haha. 🐹💖
▶ Check out HamsterBellBelle here!
@nolan-sims 🌼
Not only is Nolan a goddamn pillar of this community for many years but she's also an incredible, sweet, and wonderfully talented creator and friend. Her CC is always so well thought through, completely original, and lovingly detailed. We definitely don't deserve her. 😭💗
▶ Check out Nolan here!
BONUS ROUND: 💐
All these creators are amazing and I would carve their names into the stars but ya'll would shoot me if this post kept going and going down your dash that long.
⭐ @gilded-ghosts
Amazing amazing vintage CC, thoughtful, beautiful original meshes and textures. ( X )
⭐ @myshunosun
Myshuno deserves all the hype and praise her CC gets. She's an absolutely lovely human and has saved my ass once or twice too.
( X )
⭐ @dallasgirl79
DallasGirl makes the best heels your sims will ever wear. Hard stop. I will not be taking questions at this time. ( X )
⭐ @doctorsimcraft
A dear friend, an amazing writer, builder and maker of delightful vintage Build/Buy CC too. ( X )
⭐ @vyxated
HOLY FUCK. Vxyated is crazy intelligent. Their work with CAS rooms and now the new Rig Plus Helper is mind blowing. ( X )
⭐ @adjusted-karma ( X ), @simmireen ( X ),
@herecirm-warcry ( X ), @rebouks ( X ), @madebycoffee ( X )
Beautiful people, beautiful poses. Also Ireen runs @ts4-poses which is a goddamn godsend to this community.
⭐ @twentiethcenturysims ( X ), @chere-indolente ( X )
Fantastic Historical CC from two very good eggs.
⭐ @jellymoo ( X ), @laeska ( X ), @xldkx-cc ( X )
Three lovely and fantastically talented CAS creators that put a ton of thought and effort in going the extra mile with their CC and it absolutely shows.
⭐ @awingedllama
Anna is smart, skilled, and deserves all the flowers she's gotten this year. We really do love to see it. ( X )
⭐ @kamiiri
Some of the best hairs that have ever graced my game. I am actually obsessed. ( X )
If I missed anyone I apologize, but please know every single free CC creator makes my heart grow a little bigger every day. 💖
And to my fellow Creators, Storytellers, Simmers -
Go make weird shit, make something that makes you laugh, make something that brings you joy. Cause y'know what? That joy bleeds into your work and we can all see it and feel it. That joy is infectious and special and THAT is what makes this community worth being a part of.
xo, Anne 🦐
#smallsimblrsaturday#ts4#long post#cc u later#its almost midnight here so im dropping this now cause i wake up waaay later than everyone else hah
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shower sex with 07 raph?! 🤭😩
Shower Sex (18+)
2007!Raphael x reader
A/N: And two weeks later, it is finally here! Some quick shower sew with Raphie boy! Hope you enjoy❤️
All characters are aged up.
Warnings: Sex (of course. Very creative of me), spelling.
“Fuck”, Raph groaned as he slowly pulled out of you your still swollen cunt. You whimpered at the loss of Raph’s cock, filling empty as you clung around nothing. Raph down beside you, his eyes closed with heavy breathing, sweat running down his skin, just like yours. “That was exactly what I needed”.
You chuckled at your boyfriend, snuggling closer to him, feeling his toned arm wrap around you. “Too tired for a second round?”, you asked in a teasing tone, resting your head on his chest, sneaking your weak naked legs around his, whimpering slightly at the small pain in your muscles.
“I’m never too tired for a second around”, Raph laughed, pulling you in closer to him. “But I could use a shower”.
“Me too”, you said, grimacing at the smell that came from your sweaty skin. You could only imagine how badly you smelled to your boyfriend with his heightened sense of smell. It could not be nice.
You and Raph went into your bathroom, turning on the shower head, letting it run as you got ready. Finding towels for the two of you, making sure they were ready when you got out of the shower. Raph took off his bandana, before reaching a hand into the shower, feeling the temperature, acting like he couldn’t feel your eyes on the back of his head.
You often found yourself staring at Raph, wondering how you could have been so lucky to have a boyfriend like him, admiring his features when you thought he wasn’t looking. A mutant turtle with the wildest stamina, and the most caring personality you had ever encountered. He was incredibly handsome and extremely talented in everything he did. He was everything you could have ever wanted and yet so much better.
Your eyes traveled over Raph’s body, the curve of his shell and the form of his toned muscles, and how they flexed whenever he moved, along with the soft movements of his small tail that poked out underneath his shell. Your thoughts went straight to what you and Raph had been doing in your bathroom just a few moments ago. How he had been pounding into you, keeping you moaning and whimpering in absolute bliss. The small flashback made your stomach tingle, a small rush of excitement running down between your legs.
Raph turned to you, his eyes doing a quick run over of your still naked body, lingering at your mount between your thighs. Even with the water running next to him, he knew what you were feeling. He could smell it, a smirk spreading on his face.
“Like what you’re seeing?”, he asked, his raspy voice sending shivers down your spine, directly towards your lower region, only making your sweet scent stronger for Raph’s nose. There were still times where he almost couldn’t believe that this was real. You, such a beautiful human, being in love with him, your body reacting to him in such beautiful ways.
“Of course I do”, you said, taking a few steps towards him, your soft fingertips reaching for his toned biceps. “I could stare at you for hours”.
“You’re saying it like you don’t do that already”, Raph chuckled, wrapping his arms around you, keeping his still wet hand inside the shower. His dry hand going a little lower on your back, reaching closer and closer to your ass, slowly grabbing on to it, enjoying the small sound that came out of you. “You stare like I haven’t just fucked your brains out a moment ago”.
You bit your lip, not sure what to say. Raph would always shock you with such comments, causing excitement to build up inside of you. The glint in his eyes and the smirk that played in his lips. You could feel the heat build up between your legs, slowly moving them together in an attempt to create some type of fiction. And Raph loved it when his straight-forward comments did such things to you.
“I can’t help it”, you smiled, feeling your cheeks getting hot, not from embarrassment but by the increasing beat of your heart. Yet another bit to your lips as you took in his features once more. The things just the sight of him could do to you. You still remembered the days before you got together, where you could only pleasure yourself to the thought of him. “You just look too good for me not to stare”.
Raph chuckled, pulling you with him under the rushing water of the shower head. You hummed in delight at the comfortable temperature, as it fell over you and Raph, wetting your skin and slowly washing the sweat off, drop by drop.
The hand that still rested on your butt cheek another squish, making your jump a little, your eyes meeting his playful once. Obviously your previous comment had stroked his ego just the right way, making his thoughts and hands tingle with the desire to feel around your skin once more.
You didn’t get to say a word before his lips found yours in a playful kiss, just like they had done inside your bedroom. You hummed against his lips and rested your arms around his neck, parting your mouth slightly as his tongue asked for entrance.
Raph’s other hand found your other ass cheek, pulling you closer to him, grinding you ever so slowly against his cloaca, churning as small sounds escaped your lips, being just loud enough for him to hear through the sound of water hitting the bathroom tiles.
One of the hands went from your ass, slowly over your hip, getting closer and closer to the growing heat between your legs, that was only getting stronger. Stronger for your nerves, and stronger for Raph’s nose.
“Already ready for round two?”, he asked in a low voice, that almost made you close your breath, as his lips still lingered against yours. His hand dipping down between your legs, doing a smooth sweep over your already slick folds, making sure to give your still sensitive clit a small flick, making you shiver at his touch.
“I’m always ready for you, Raph”, you smiled, leaning your head back just a little.
In one swift move, Raph picked you up, once again with both hands on your cheeks in order to support you. You yelped and brought your legs around his torso, as far as his shell allowed you to. He was quick to press you up against the tile wall, making you squirm a little as your back came into contact with the cold stone. However you soon felt warmth spread through you once more, as you felt Raph press his cloaca up against your entrance, lining himself up with you.
“Then let’s skip the foreplay”, he groaned as he slowly humped against you, listening to your heavy breathing. “I’m going to drop straight into you”.
You whimpered a little, feeling yourself getting wetter by his words. Raph had never been a Shakspear, but his words did something to you everytime. Making you hot and excited for when he would fill you out, even if he had done so a little earlier in the day.
“Please do it, Raph”, you whimpered, clinging onto him as he continuously grounded himself against you, already feeling the desire burn inside of you at the thought of him filling your freshly fucked cunt up once again.
“I love it when you’re eager”, Raph growled with that self satisfied smirk of his, feeling himself getting closer and closer to drop inside of you. His lips found yours once again, pressing himself closer to you, you breast pressed up against his plastron - a feeling both of you loved.
You gasped, your mouth open wide as you felt Raph drop into you, stretching your very sensitive walls as made his way into you. Raph groaned, not letting you relax before he was fully inside of you, your walls instinctively clinging around his shaft and sensitive head.
With the water still raining down over you, Raph started moving, pulling himself out of you before pushing back in, making you rest your head against the wall.
“How can you always feel so good?”, Raph asked between thrust, slightly increasing his speed, throwing his head back in pleasure. “Fuck!”
The sound of your wet skin slapping together started to echo against the tile walls, only becoming faster and faster as you bounced against the wall, Raph’s dick hitting the most amazing spots inside of you.
You were surprised at how fast the pressure was building in your lower region. You blamed the good fucking Raph had given you just before the shower, and all of your overly sensitive spots, but you could not complain. It felt amazing, just like any other time Raph pounding into you.
Raph felt your walls slowly close around him, groaning as he rested his head against your shoulder, pressing small kisses to your pulse point.
“Raph!”, you called out, your nails digging into his skin. “Keep going! Fuck! I’m getting close!”
Raph growled, quickly pulling your legs up over his forearms, before thrusting into you once again, his speed only getting greater, the bottom of his plastron rubbing deliciously against your clit. You cried out in pleasure, not caring one bit that your neighbors might have gotten very tired of you at that point.
Your toes started to curl as you felt yourself getting closer and closer, fighting to ground yourself with the grip you had on Raph’s shoulder, the water rolling down your body making all of your nerve endings light on fire, along with Raph’s heavy breathing and beautiful voice.
With a scream of pleasure, your second orgasm of the day rolled over you, causing your walls to clench around Raph, pushing him over the edge as well. With a loud and raspy moan, Raph came, emptying himself inside of you with each of his strokes.
Raph got ready to pull out, only for you to stop him, still with your legs over his forearms.
“Not yet”, you breathed, remembering how empty you felt when he pulled out of you earlier. “Just a little longer”.
Raph chuckled with a slight head shake, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You’re something else, (Y/N)”, he said, making sure he had a good hold on you. With his strength, he could easily hold you up for a little longer. “Thought we agreed to take a shower”.
“Just a moment”, you smiled tiredly. “And then a third round after a few snacks”.
“Deal”.
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something wonderfully important has happened! my "wrestling dad" josh shepard got his book of wrestling erasure poems published & it is up for sale (either 10$ or "name a fair price"). this is incredibly important to me as im one of the first people to have gotten the privilege to read these poems as josh wrote them. josh is incredibly important to me as a friend, he is the guy who introduced me to wrestling & gave me a deep, unrestricted passion for it.
josh is so fucking talented, & creative. he is also my favorite poet, not just bc he's my friend. the book's flow is dedicated to the flow of a wrestling match, following all the hallmarks (the lock up, big heat, the comeback, ect) with the themes of his poems to create a match like narrative for the book.
there are like three specific poems in the batch that i want tattooed on me, a stone cold one, a mick foley one, & a briscoe brother's piece. the aj lee pipebomb poem moved me to actual tears, even when i read it now. the macho man poem abt being bipolar struck me so hard i rethought my own feeling on my mental health. josh pushes impressive themes of capitalism, mental health, poverty, & family theoughout many of his poems. i know ive got a few wrestling fans here, & if you're also into poetry please considered josh's work. or just if you want to support a friend of mine.
a cool way to support josh's work is by requesting it at your local library! even suggesting to bookstores that have poetry sections or interacting with the work thats already published. following/reposting josh's work for exposure also is great.
bruiser zine said this:
The second volume in the BRUISER Zines series, Cutting Promos is a collection of pro wrestling erasure poems by the Oklahoma City poet Josh Shepard. Printed and assembled in Baltimore, this limited edition zine collects 26 poems previously published in BRUISER, HAD, The Daily Drunk and many other fine publications.
After being laid off at the onset of the pandemic, Shepard found comfort and inspiration in the glow of professional wrestling and its performers—their violent struggles, fighting spirit, and electric language—and from their speeches and promos that have inspired wrestling fans across the globe he delivers Cutting Promos, a collection of erasures that echoes the personalities, pursuits and perseverance of pro wrestling’s greatest, standing as a testament to life lived during Hard Times and deliverance through them.
[ IN CASE YOU MISSED THE LINK ABOVE TO BUY JOSH'S BOOK ] [ JOSH'S TWITTER | INSTA | LINKTR.EE* ] *a lot of the links don't work bc the publications went under :( but there's still quiet a few up for free here
support my kayfabe father!!! i watched him turn his hard times into beautiful pieces. even in the beginning when he only had 3 or 4, before he even thought he could make the book i saw his passion for these pieces. i was there for every heart wrenching rejection letter & every hard earned spot. every time he was working late at the library sending me new ideas bc he couldn't watch dynamite. every single wrestling poem josh has written has now been published & that is a huge success. he puts in the work like a wrestler puts in the work in the ring. hard hitting, gritty, & beautiful.
#hope i got all the info and claims right in here lmao#ny memory aint so good#and hes been working on thus for FOUR YEARS#god im so proud of him#please please please reblog this#poetry#poems#poet#wrestling#pro wrestling#aew#wwe#poetry book#book#abt ranger#im also rb the fuxk out this#twice a day
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I love the pathologic fandom cause it’s filled with incredibly talented and creative people who’s passion for the game is so cathartic and inspiring, but there’s one question I’ve wanted to voice for a while but I haven’t known how to word it correctly.
And that question is; why is the common opinion in the fandom that Artemy is the “good doctor” and Daniil is the “bad doctor”? (not in terms of skill but in terms of moral standing)
Because yeah Daniil says some *clears throat* questionable things but I’m on the Haruspex route day 5 and…Artemy in game is just as awful sometimes. “Man’s share is harder” (why ice pick lodge why) is a line that both Daniil AND Artemy have as dialogue options, and Artemy is often very rude to the townsfolk too.
I feel the need to clarify that by awful I just mean…you know, a mix of the trauma that comes with being a doctor trying to survive the plague and ice pick lodge making some Decisions. But it’s not like Daniil is this mean guy and Artemy is understanding and kind cause he’s not.
In-game they’re literally both assholes and I love that about them, but why is the common opinion in the fandom that Daniil is a horrible bastard when Artemy and Daniil are equal levels of Bastard in the actual game, at least in classic hd. They have very different personalities, but I mean…they’re both a little bit horrible (I say this with affection).
I mean, in the Haruspex route almost the first thing you do is choose whether or not to kill a child, a child that Artemy is quite harsh to if the player picks certain dialogue options. Which is very similar to how you can play Daniil as someone who’s genuinely trying his best to help people but doesn’t quite understand the consequences his actions might be having, OR you can play him as a city boy who’s arrogant and selfish.
You can play Artemy as someone who’s come home from being away for quite a while and now has to live with the fact that the town has pinned him as an outsider and a murderer, OR you can play him as someone who’s been unjustly accused of murder and is very resentful and angry with the town and takes it out on the people who used to be his family. But only Daniil gets his less flattering dialogue options thrown at him by the fandom.
Again, I love both Artemy AND daniil they’re both my beloveds. But I feel like both of them are their own kind of fucked up and they both take that out on other people, no matter how nice the player tries to be while controlling them.
But for some reason Daniil has the reputation of being awful while Artemy doesn’t. Maybe it’s all because of the hbomb video but I’m not so sure, because (and we are going into subjective territory now since how each person interprets a video essay about a game will naturally be different, but I came out of hbomb’s video thinking Daniil was fucking hilarious, if a bit (or a lot) insensitive and ignorant about the town’s culture).
I don’t have a grand conclusion to come to at the end of this post. Just wanted to get the thought out there. Take something from it, or take nothing, I’m just a random person voicing a random thought. I’m not trying to start any fights, nor do I think this observation is at all groundbreaking, it’s just a question I’ve had for a while.
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happy birthday @lazysunjade
it's ya boi, back from the grave, to wish you a merry birthday or whatever. this time he's a cyberpunk assassin inspired by your fave fighter games 🎵
another birthday, another year of shenanigans and being the amazing, inspiring, funny as fuck big sister/light of our lives/pensioner you are. it's been so many years of knowing you that the message is getting repetitive, but it's true every time—i can't express how grateful i am to be friends with you, and the wonderful imagination & talent you continue to grace us with. you've leapt from success to success this year with all your hard work and creativity, which is super exciting, both now and going into the next year. you're incredible. love ya 🖤
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Fuck it Friday!
Once again, back with some parenting Buddie fic. I swear to god I'm going to finish the first chapter and publish it soon. Tagged by the incredible @thewolvesof1998
Buck returned moments later in a flurry of activity, hooning around the table and setting up the gifts so they looked just right. He placed the biggest box in the middle of the table and surrounded Aidan’s spot with smaller gifts that him and Eddie had been picking out for a couple of weeks now. Christopher remembered with a jolt that he’d made a gift for Aidan and scuttled off to his room to grab it, returning just as Buck was standing back and looking at the presentation with approval.
“Whatcha got there, bud?” he asked when Christopher appeared in the doorway, looking a little bashful.
“I made Aid something” Christopher mumbled, blushing a little and looking at his feet.
Ever since he’d officially become a teenager, Christopher had developed insecurities about just about everything. It had initially been small things, such as fussing about how his hair looked or moaning that his special orthotics made his shoes look weird, but recently, much to Buck and Eddie’s concern, it had progressed to doubting his abilities. Christopher had an affinity for art and had recently started creating some truly amazing works on his laptop with a programme Eddie had bought him a year or so ago. Buck would often wander into Christopher’s room to find him deep in concentration as he worked on his latest piece, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth and leg tapping up and down as he drew. Not only was it an excellent creative outlet for the kid but it had been having a positive, therapeutic affect on his fine motor control. However, recently, Buck had noticed Christopher becoming cagey about his work, turning his computer screen away whenever either of his dads walked into the room or getting snappy when they asked what he’d been working on. Buck had a feeling he was about to find out what it was.
Christopher shyly held out the paper in his hand and Buck’s breath caught in his throat.
Christopher had clearly put in a lot of effort into this. Staring up at Buck from the paper was an almost-perfect rendition of his son, grin so wide it almost takes up the whole page, with Christopher, Buck, and Eddie in the background. It’s so good in fact that it looks like someone took a photo of them and put a filter on it to make it look like a drawing but no, Buck knows Christopher has painstakingly placed every single stroke, every dash of colour. It’s enough to make a lump rise in his throat and he can’t do much more than clamp a hand over Christopher’s shoulder and pull him into his side.
“Is it okay?” Christopher asks and Jesus, Buck wants to hurt whoever might have given Christopher the impression that his art is nothing short of worthy of being hung in the Louvre.
“God, Chris, it’s amazing. I- I love it. Aid is going to love it”.
He can’t stop staring at it, can’t stop marvelling at the talent of the kid still pressed into his side. To think, it’s almost been 7 years since he met Christopher and, in that time, he’s watched him blossom into a smart, talented and extremely quick-witted teenager. One he’s now proud to call his son. It’s enough to make Buck a little emotional.
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"Baby, don't make me spell it out for you...you know i want you"
Something i wrote in an ungodly hour instead of sleeping.
♡Pairing: Profesor!Jimin x Student!Reader
♡Word Count: 1.2k
♡Warnings: PARK JIMIN WITH GLASSES.
A dragon devouring paper after paper. His eyes like two marbles gobbled up every word you had written, smoke coming out of his nose and mouth every time his hand dropped a sheet on his desk.
Jimin looked at you for a second, less maybe, but you knew that meant one of two things: either your writing sucked or you could go get your diploma, you didn't need to pay to learn creative writing. You settled on the sofa intertwining your hands. You knew it was the first.
His brows went from furrowed to surprised in just three lines, almost unnoticed. It was a talent of Jimin's, that of not reacting or in such a subtle way that it went unnoticed by the human eye. So what the hell did you write on a night that had your teacher on the brink of a nervous breakdown?
Another sheet is arranged with the others on top of the desk. Only the last one is missing.
You closed your eyes and let the carbon-furred cat approach you. You let Mr. Jazz purr by your side, knowing you were in for an extra class on top of the previous 6 you had this morning.
Jimin lifted his glasses from the bridge of his nose and then looked at you, his movements always fluid and slow. As if they had been choreographed. He never moved his hair without first thinking about it or lighting another cigarette until the one between his slender fingers warmed his knuckles.
He and Mr. Jazz were an extension of the same stream. Little trickles of water that fall at the same time. Jimin clucked at him calling his cat to his lap and he responded instantly, leaving you alone on that huge, rough piece of furniture on the other side of the office.
"So," you began the conversation desperately, his silence and fixations had you on the verge of burning every piece of paper in the fireplace.
"So," he repeated, pulling a pen from his jacket, firm scratches on an open notebook. That scared you, you knew you should have turned in the job you had half finished. It was better than a hasty piece of writing after four glasses of wine and a sleepless night.
"Fuck, Jimin. Even in purgatory, they would judge me less." A nervous laugh came out of you.
Jimin looked at the words he had jotted down in his notebook, the cigarette went to his lips with a chuckle. You didn't understand.
"Am I a comedian now?" Before you could grab your writing, Jimin snatched it from you. Your chest contracted when you felt his warm hands touching yours, as if it were fire you took it away. Your eyes studying the floor instead of the dragon's eyes.
"May I?" Jimin grabbed the notebook and got up from his desk. With flushed cheeks and a mindset for the lecture that was coming, you nodded.
"Animalistic. Want. Lascivious. Velvet. Hungry. Burn. Frantically." Jimin began to say walking slowly to the office door to let Mr. Jazz out.
"I don't understand-"
"Open." he continued "Appetite. Divine. Tease... Jimin." Your eyes went to your professor's devilish grin, small and tight-lipped.
You crossed your arms and walked in his direction stealing the notebook from his hands. He did not object.
"What are you trying to tell me?"
"What are you trying to tell me?" Jimin stubbed out his cigarette and cocked his head "All those words were on the last page."
"Sorry?"
"You don't have to apologize. It just seems strange to me, even knowing that you wrote this less than twenty-four hours ago," he glanced at the watch on his wrist, of course he knew you wrote it overnight. "I find it incredible how...notorious your piece is"
"Notorious?"
"Evident"
"Yes, I know what it means." you were talking over him. Your hand squeezed the notebook in your hands.
"Well, then you understand how erotic your piece becomes in the end."
"Yes."
"It was on purpose?" Jimin raised his eyebrows resting his hands on the edge of his chair vehemently.
"Yeah." You don't really remember much of the last few pages. Your teacher sighed after looking at you for a long time, the fire was crackling in the fireplace and your hands tingled with the desire to throw the entire writing into the flames.
"Was it on purpose that instead of your main character, um...," he grabbed the paper on the table, "Jack. You wrote my name several times in the dialogue between his wife and him?" You don't remember anything from the last few pages you wrote, the wine had erased part of your memory and the protocol of reading everything twice before delivering.
You swallowed hard, looking for where to put your gaze without seeming you wanted to sink into your shame. "I wrote it on my cell phone and sometimes it changed to your name." You stuttered.
"Don't try, lovely. I can see how red you are even in the dim light from the window," he said grabbing the notebook from your hand, his chest was so close to yours. His fingers took their time as he brushed the material and the ring on your ring finger.
You breathed out looking into his eyes, the flames reflecting in his pupils making it look like all hell had broken loose on him. Who knew that reading his name a couple of times on a piece of paper could make a man's ego grow so big?
"I don't understand what you want me to tell you." His flirtatious smile made you want to slap him, his cheekbones looked like two apples you wanted to bite into.
"Implore. That's my favorite word."
"I already told you, Mr. Park. It was an incident, nothing good that my drunken brain came up with last night." Your gaze fell to his lips as he licked the corners of his.
"You know what they say about writers and alcohol."
"That they make a romanticized, disastrous mix?"
"That too. But also about honesty."
Jimin nodded, his free hand moving slowly to your neck brushing his fingertips behind your ear. Your legs trembled, wetness suddenly pooling in your cotton panties.
"Park," you muttered. "Really, I'm sorry." You started trying to keep your composure. "I don't know why I left that writing for last, I've been concentrating too much on my thesis and-"
"Baby, don't make me spell it out for you... you know I want you." Jimin whispered longingly, pushing his glasses up into his hair.
"What?" the notebook fell to the ground when his hands slipped to your ass squeezing hard until you got closer. You could only gasp grabbing the collar of his shirt.
"I. Want. You." He grabbed harder, looking deeply into your eyes. Raspy voice.
You were in shock, still not understanding.
"You're so clueless when I least want you to be." he whispered while giving pecks to your jaw.
"Park, I don't know what you're talking about." Your eyes did not stop analyzing his lips tinted pink, shining with his saliva. Hungry.
"Baby, you didn't write my name on your piece." His left hand went up to your waist caressing your side with his thumb.
"Then why-?"
"Because I would have loved to see it written in that sweet glossary." You searched his eyes under his dark hair.
"So it's good?"
"No, you can do better than that. I don't think you want me grading an overnight paper."
"No." you interrupted him, drunk on his perfume.
"Good." he interrupted back, lifting your legs off the ground and making you pin them around his waist. "Now, if you let me, I wish to recreate part of your piece."
Your mouth was watering. The craving you didn't know was about to change your palate.
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💕Bestie💕 I am in dire need of your incredible writing talents tonight and your slutty prompts request has arrived at the perfect time!
I would be indebted to you forever if you wrote something for Steve Rodgers! In my head, while Steve seems like a golden retriever of a human being, I have a feeling he would say the absolutely filthiest shit if his girl needed it (and I have a weakness for when men are just babbling incoherently about how fucking good their partner feels like 🥴) WE STAN VOCAL MEN IN THIS HOUSEHOLD 👏🏻👏🏻
I trust your beautifully creative brain, but I’d love something where it’s his first time sleeping with someone he’s been friends with for years - always a flirty will they won’t they type thing - and he’s been desperately in love with her but it’s all come to ahead now!
Please do with this what you will okay thanks byeeeeee love you 😘 😘
your horny wishes are merely my command, lovey. i hope you enjoy this quick little nasty thot <3
He doesn't need to say it—to say anything really. To vocalize how the both of you feel about getting to this point; the flirtations, the pining that you never got past, the need that has laid dormant, that is now all out on the table. That has you gripping your fingers into the meat of his shoulder. Your mouths open, touching, your breaths mingling, mixing in a shared desire—want—that you've both finally allowed yourselves to have.
Everything said the minute he pushed inside of you. The minute his girth stretched you out, the minute the "Oh, fuck," fell from his lips. His eyes screwed shut. Body still as if if he moved he might lose it completely. That this would end so shortly, quick, he's waited so long for this. To finally feel you, to have you like this.
"Need a minute," he mumbles against your lips, "just-ahh-" he groans into your mouth as his tongue moves against yours, as he slowly pushes into you until you're filled completely. Until he meets where you end. Finally becoming whole.
When he finally moves, when he finally starts thrusting inside of you it's like a saving grace. An ungodly feeling of pleasure singeing your nerve endings that you can't think, breathe, feel without it being because of Steve, for Steve.
And where your words lack his make up for it.
Where you can only moan and cry into his neck, against his lips, he makes up for with the filth that falls from his mouth. That brings you closer and closer to coming on his cock. That has you gripping around him and him groaning so deeply you think he must be going just as insane as you right now. The grip he has on the pillow your head is on so tight you can feel the fabric on the brink of giving.
"You feel so good. Fuck, how do you feel so good?" He kisses you, "you're unbelievable. Beautiful, warm-so fucking warm." Your tits bounce against his chest as his thrusts grow harder, faster, the tip of his cock hitting parts of your insides you expect to hurt but only bring more pleasure. More need. "Does it feel good for you? Do you like it, baby?"
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just sitting here being sad bc dan is so incredibly talented and creative and he got utterly fucked over about his passion project
#so mad dinok didn’t get it’s time in the sun#he deserved better#daniel howell#dan howell#danisnotonfire#dan and phil#dnp#phan
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Hi, what do you think about epic the musical as an Odyssey fan? Just curious
As an Epic the musical fan, I LOVE IT! Everyone's so talented and I love the music style!!! It's super fun and creative and it's amazing that Jay basically writes it all himself!
As an Odyssey fan... It's INCREDIBLY different. To the point where it's more "Odyssey inspired" than the actual Odyssey. But that's the thing. I wouldn't say Jay WANTS it to be word for word Odyssey and I DO think that'd be...kind of hard to do? Especially for Modern day.
It still has most of the "spirit" of the Odyssey though I feel like which is SUPER important. I'm saddened that very few adaptations really "balance" Odysseus' assholery and "goodness". I love "shithead Odysseus" but personally, I'm happy as long as an adaptation keeps to a "family man who wants to go home" for the most part :D (I really fucking hate the whole "Odysseus! The clever, swashbuckling hero who gets all the babes! ...He has a family?!" bullshit. That's very much not him. (He likes shiny things, yes but that's it)
More personal rambles below :D
I think it's interesting that Polites in Epic is more "peaceful" when in the Odyssey, he's called "captain of armies". And the fact he's killed right away when he was one of the last men alive.
Also Odysseus' and Eurylochus' friendship! I think it's sweet in the musical while in the Odyssey, it's quite tense. It gets more and more tense in Epic later on obviously but in the odyssey, it's been tense for a WHILE. Also!
Shout out to Armando Julian! Eurylochus' actor! I see a lot of people talk about Polites, Poseidon, Circe, and Hermes and they get a lot of fanart and love with their songs (rightfully so, ofc!!!) but Armando is really talented and people really sleep on Luck Runs Out! I'm about to become a vocal nerd for a moment. He's got a wonderful vibrato! I really love how he sings "feed" during Full Speed Ahead and "Captain, please" during Remember Them for example. His voice really fits with "speaking on behalf of the crew".
I know most people have a lot of feelings with the Circe Saga but I think that Jay did a great job considering... everything. Book 10 and 12 of the Odyssey are very complicated and I don't blame Jay for not wanting to delve into EVERYTHING with that. Odyssey Odysseus gets SA'd twice and while "I'm Not Sorry for Loving You" makes me worry, I really do think Jay will pull through with how fucked up Calypso's situation while still not having the graphic scenes in the Odyssey. It would be very hard to not only have what was basically an exchange for his men to be turned back to humans but if he interprets it happening throughout the entire year like some readers do, then that's really hard. :'D To truly portray Odysseus' fear of Circe while still having her be morally gray. As she very likely didn't mean Odysseus harm after a certain point but he was still afraid regardless.
Not only trying to not have such disturbing stuff shown in his musical but also, I think Jay was possibly trying to be considerate of Madeline Miller's Circe fans while still trying to show Odysseus discomfort and distress???? 😅 Sounds weird but like, as soon as I heard Circe talking about the nymphs being like her daughters and that she protects them, I thought that. That book is HUGE and I'm sure that many fans of it don't necessarily want to see Circe's "I do whatever I want. I don't need a reason. Woe, Oink be upon ye." as the most likely reason they were turned into pigs in the Odyssey is that ODYSSEUS is associated with them (the boar scar, the metaphors when talking about him in the Iliad, his trusted Swineherd Eumeaus, BOAR TUSK HELMET. Like, that's kind of the animal that represents Odysseus. (even when a spear pierces through a boar's hide, it'll STILL charge as they're that ferocious and determined...Just like Odysseus, a man who should be dead but isn't because of his will to go home. Homer didn't write them being turned into pigs necessarily as a "Men are pigs" thing.
I think the modern shift in how the situation seen today and other media of the Odyssey is why he wrote the songs he did. And considering it all? He did a good job navigating it. I'm very happy with the results!
I have more thoughts probably but those have been stewing in my brain for a while :D I definitely look forward to the next sagas!
#Mad rambles#ask#anon#shot by odysseus#silly thing but as I basically write Odysseus (and Penelope) as asexual. whenever I see stuff that's like 'Odysseus pushed aside his lust i#order to stay loyal' I get confused like “He didn't get lust in the first place? OHHHH yeah. My headcanon.”#He wants Penelope. Even if there was an easier “better” woman who might possibly even look similar. he doesn't want it.#like xD I mention him finding Penelope's strange naiad traits but if someone else does the same things she does? He'll still be like 😐
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