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yumeka-sxf · 5 months

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In addition to Yor's epiphany scene, this scene was the other one I was most looking forward to in season 2 - a scene that, in my opinion, is one of the most Twiyor-ish scenes in the series so far 💖

Why is it so significant? Because there was no reason for Twilight to put on any Loid Forger acting in that moment. He wasn't conversing with nor being scrutinized by anyone. So why would he give that soft smile followed by such affectionate, comforting words as "お疲れ様/otsukaresama"? (this can be translated in many ways, but generally it's something you say to thank someone for their hard work).

The answer is because it's something he truly felt...he understood the sacrifice Yor made for Anya's happiness and genuinely appreciated it (if only he knew the sacrifice she made on the larger scale, lol). While he's a bit perturbed at first since some onlookers were snickering at him, it didn't take long for him to soften and then graciously carry his queen and princess the girls back to the ship 😭

But Twilight overall was really soft in this episode and I loved it~ From his blush upon seeing Yor to the several times he gave that same soft smile when talking with/looking at her...I think Anya was right when she called him out on the ship about missing his wife 😅

I liked how the anime conveyed his shock when noticing her bruised face...what must have been his thought at that moment? 👀

The scenes of the family activities translated better in animated form in my opinion. While they were each only a single panel in the manga, they lasted a few seconds each in the anime, plus the addition of the insert song helped the with the comfy, wholesome vibe~ Also the part where Yor inadvertently chucks Anya across the ocean is still hilarious.

Loid's dorky skip at the beginning of the episode translated very well in animated form too 😅

The ending of this chapter in the manga always felt a bit rushed to me...it quickly jumps from the aforementioned scene of them returning to the ship, to suddenly being home, reuniting with Bond and Franky, having a meal together, then Twilight meeting Sylvia, all within a few panels. Even though I wish the anime added more than just some additional scenes of the ship leaving the island, I felt it flowed much better in the anime since, just like the family activities, each scene in the ending lasted a second or two instead of being a single illustration.

But I love how this chapter/episode ends, with Yor, Anya, and Bond napping while Anya draws about her family vacation. This seems to take place the next day or maybe later the same day they got home, so makes sense they'd still be tired from the trip!

By the way, the manga has this additional scene showing that Olka and company are safe. Weird that the anime didn't stick it in at some point.

Also, the anime team didn't have to go so hard with this episode's key visual but they did...and I love it 😍 Might actually be my favorite of the key visuals so far!

I was very happy to see the "surrounded by liars" panel finally animated! This is such a funny scene and a great way to fully wrap up the cruise arc.

I also burst out laughing at Yuri's locker 🤣

Damian is surprisingly laid back in this episode. I think the reason is because Anya's antics aren't directly involving him. He tends to go total tsundere only when she's actually talking to him, lol.

The new scene of Yor getting the keychains for her coworkers was a nice addition! Guess it's canon that Yor and Anya didn't sleep for the entire trip back, lol. Glad they got to spend family time on the ship too! (though I wish we could have seen Yor's reaction waking up in Loid's bottom bunk bed, haha. He must have brought her to his room since he wouldn't know where her room is. Unless she woke up before he even put her in a bed, in which case she would have been super embarrassed knowing he was carrying her around in public 😆)

Looks like next week the anime will be changing the order of things a bit and giving us the Becky home-wrecking and Fiona chapters (the latter of which seems to have some anime original content?) The Becky chapter is one of my favorite stand-alone chapters...I'm already dying of laugher thinking about it 😂

#spy family #spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #loid forger #yor forger #anya forger #twiyor #sxf anime #becky blackbell #yuri briar

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stressfulsloth · 10 months

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I've seen a couple of takes about Disco Elysium being copaganda going around recently, and beyond the fact that DE is relentlessly critical of the police force in general and makes explicit reference to the failures of the system that allow the officers in game to abuse their power, I also think it's important to note that there very literally is an in-world version of copaganda that the writers of the game use to parody that romanticised view of the brutality of policing. The RCM at their inception were structurally inspired by in-world copaganda- their culture, their "fashions, even weapon preferences, borrow heavily from classic Vespertine cop shows." Every investigation is it's own little drama, every officer imagining themselves to be the bad-ass hero of their own crime serial. Detectives name their cases like they're naming episodes of a TV series in a "robust but literary system"; a title that "draws inspiration from snoop fiction and Vespertine cop show staples". They give themselves nicknames to sound like cool, suave fictional officers- Ace, Dick Mullen, etc.- from the cool, suave world of copaganda.

The legend of the RCM's inception, the "point of contention" over its uncertain origins, is even an extention of that; the whole organisation is shrouded in this self-fictionalising mythos that allows for distance that in turn obfuscates much of its violence to the officers that participate in it. They get to convince themselves that they're not abusing their power; they're the hero of the story! The dichotomy of "good guy" taking out the "baddies," a manifestation of the libertarian fantasy of the "good guy with a gun" who does what it takes, just like in Annette's detective novels, and at the same time who rails against oversight bodies like Internal Affairs/'the rat squad' because due process slows down the immediate satisfaction of Swift Justice, despite Internal Affairs existing to protect the citizens from overreach on behalf of the police. "Wanton brutality" from police in their real world is a cold bitter reality but Dick Mullen was "made to crack skulls," "bend the rules and solve cases no one else can," and which version of that story is more comforting to the overworked, underfunded officers of the RCM?

The level of fantasy and detachment required for the cops to still see themselves as the good guys after everything that they do in the line of duty mimics The Pigs and her breakdown too; she parallels Harry so clearly. Both "did right by the kids" in the past, hoping for a better future- Marianne (The Pigs) by looking out for Titus and the Hardy boys when they were young, Harry in his role as a gym teacher. Both abandoned and left behind by the system that the RCM uphold- a brutal capitalist landscape with no safety nets. Both turning the source of their trauma into a costume, a performance, a shield, shaped by "radio waves and cop shows." The Pigs uses RCM items scavenged from the Esperance where they'd been thrown away, while Harry uses the Dick Mullen hat that Annette gives him but both are essentially in costume.

Harry identifies himself with the fictional detective as a kind of wish fulfilment; Dick Mullen is "wicked smart." He doesn't fuck up his cases and when he's sad it's not pathetic; it's effortlessly cool brooding and everyone sympathises. Everyone loves him. His violence- "skull crack[ing]"- is justified because he's a "good guy" enacting that violence against the victims of police brutality sorry "bad guys". He doesn't ever face repercussions; "Dick Mullen won't be sent to the clink for the sake of some legal niceties!" So if Harry is Dick Mullen then his failures, his breakdown, they're all just a part of being a "bad-ass, on-the-edge disco cop." He's not wrong, he's a hero! This idealised fictionalised idea of the police force, this "new, sadly better, reality" that both Harry and The Pigs cling to is "escapist stuff," "receed[ing] into a ludicrous fantasy world," so far removed from the brutal material reality that they're in.

My point is, idk. Disco Elysium is so far from being copaganda. It is a multi-million word long dissection of it, of the purpose of policing, of state sanctioned violence and its interaction with capital and the fallout experienced within the wider community as well as the trauma cycle created for individual officers. A dissection of how copaganda interacts with RCM culture and perception, and by extension how we interact with irl perceptions of police through that lens.

#ouaghhhhhhh disclaimer; i am bad with words and im not sure that i've properly expressed what i'm trying to say but this is getting so long #the cops are not meant to be the good guys #if you think i've missed something here pls let me know!!#disco elysium #harry du bois #DE rambling #marianne leplante #the pigs #actually just one last note- this isnt in response to any one particular thing ive seen but a few different posts comments and articles

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astonmartinii · 9 months

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was wondering if you could do a smau or just a normal fic where oscar or lando are with an f1 academy driver!reader where maybe outside of racing reader is slightly alternative/rockstar gf vibes

hope you have a good day!

i am the rockstar, girlfriend | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x f1academy!reader

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yourusername: you get the best of both worlds

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user1: enough is enough i need to be her

user2: someone get that kitty cat some ear protectors

yourusername: i found cumberland sausage in a bush by an airfield baby has ear drums of literal steel

user3: i wish i was a kitten who gets to go racing and live the rockstar life

racerbia: tell cumberland i love her

yourusername: so what about me ???

racerbia: i guess i love you too

yourusername: that's what i thought

user4: miss ma'am lowkey MADE it tell me why she has olivia rodrigo in her likes

user5: the girlies been using y/n as a pinterest board

oscarpiastri: who's the cutie

yourusername: oh oscar i'm blushing ... 😊

oscarpiastri: i meant cumberland sausage

yourusername: blocked.

oscarpiastri: i'm in your walls.

user6: i'm sorry but what the fuck is going on in here

user7: i'm just going to sit back and observe

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vogue: this month's cover of british vogue is up and coming f1 academy driver y/n y/ln who doesn't let her day job as a driver stop her from embracing her chosen aesthetic in every other aspect of her life. inside y/n touches upon her struggles as a woman in the industry, inspiring others and her scene-stealing cat, cumberland sausage.

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user8: mama on the cover of vogue ???

user9: okay i don't have a clue what the f1 academy is but i may have to tune in now

yourusername: thank yew for having me 🥰

user10: i guess we can't gatekeep her anymore

user11: gatekeep? girl she had like 700k followers before this

racerbia: oh so my bestie FAMOUS famous

yourusername: don't worry i'll never forget you

racerbia: i should hope not you still don't have your road license and who gives you lifts?

yourusername: i love youuuuuuuu

user12: so not to make it about a man, but oscar always be in the comments/interacting with posts from/about y/n

user13: rocks for brains

user14: tbf they'd be cute

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oscarpiastri: can't keep me away from the racing, i spent my spare weekend in barcelona with the f1 academy. oh i guess i bumped into y/n (most importantly, cumberland sausage)

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user15: so ... did anyone else know they were friends?

user16: i went dumpster-diving to find out and they're very lowkey but they've known each other a long time but because of racing in different series they've mostly had an online friendship

user15: interesting

yourusername: always nice to see you osc, and cumberland says thank you for her dreamies

oscarpiastri: she's always the highlight of our visits

yourusername: stop playing hard to get

oscarpiastri: you know i'm always easy for you

user16: @yourusername you know we can all see this, right?

yourusername: i know that's half the fun

user17: god this comment section fried my brain

landonorris: so THIS is where you were this weekend

oscarpiastri: yes, i told you this

landonorris: nooooo, you skipped my bbq because you were visiting "someone special"

oscarpiastri: yes, cumberland sausage

landonorris: i'm on to you, piastri 🤨

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f1academy: OH WOW !! y/n y/ln sets a record this weekend in monza by leading all practices, grabbing pole for all three races, leading all laps and winning all three races - the first ever f1 academy grand chelem

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user18: okay but like what more does she need to do to get to f2?

user19: i was there and lord this is DOMINATION

racerbia: that's MY teammate

yourusername: i love youuuuuu

user20: now this is a slay

oscarpiastri: wowowowowowowo

yourusername: do i make you speechless?

oscarpiastri: you know it

user21: these bitches are just teasing us now.

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yourusername: happy birthday cumberland sausage, my pretty girl, mummy and daddy love you xxx

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user22: MUMMY AND DADDY?

user23: so we're all idiots?

racerbia: i thought you guys agreed on a soft launch?

yourusername: too much effort, cumberland's birthday is now

racerbia: your mind confuses me so much

user24: i'm new here someone PLEASE tell me how this cat ended up with the name cumberland sausage

yourusername: when i rescued her the only food i had in my flat was a pack of sausages and it just stuck

oscarpiastri: does this make you a milf?

yourusername: and you a dilf?

landonorris: who are you and what have you done with my teammate?

oscarpiastri: are you just annoyed you found out the same time as everyone else?

landonorris: .... no

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oscarpiastri: best weekend, with the best of company

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user25: mama y papa

user26: obsessed with y/n's need to bring her cat with her everywhere, she's just like me

yourusername: so proud of you osc

oscarpiastri: maybe it's because i had a good luck charm in my garage

yourusername: that's cute, but for real you're just TALENTED AS FUCK AND DESERVE EVERYTHING

user27: loving y/n's brand of aggressive positive reinforcement

mclaren: turns out we ARE a cat friendly garage

yourusername: that you are, and your catering is very good 10/10 experience would do again

oscarpiastri: extra points for letting cumberland sleep on a tyre blanket

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yourusername: living the dream

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user28: that should be me 😭

user29: god i have seen what you have done for others

oscarpiastri: i dream of you often

landonorris: i beg you stop being horny on main

oscarpiastri: you made it weird mate i'm just professing my love for my girlfriend

yourusername: awwww love you too baby

user30: the way oscar is lowkey bringing in y/n's aesthetic

yourusername: i love this thought but really he'd just came for a last min visit and that is my shirt 😭

oscarpiastri: don't expose me like that

user31: now that's MY f1 IT couple

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri instagram au #oscar piastri #oscar piastri imagine

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anonymouscheeses · 3 months

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Obvious shit I noticed part 3 (spoilers for welcome to heaven)

Look at her! "Teehee"

Also she's nervous! Foreshadowing omg 🤯

STICKERS! Two pride stickers and a cute donut. Gives me an idea to draw Chaggie at a donut shop while everything is burning down <3 (I'll probably do it but if any artist wants to as well go ahead!)

*CHOKES ON COFFEE* I LOVE THEM. I'M SORRY I GET SO GIDDY WHEN THEY HAVE EVEN THE SMALLEST INTERACTION BUT UGHHH I NEED MORE, IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH 🙏🙏

KISSY! MWA! *SCREAMS INTO THE VOID*

Vivzie give me more, moar now. MOAR

DAMN. SHE CAN THROW- or maybe it just exaggerates the perspective in this frame but still- ZAMNNN

Cherri x Sir Pentious fans RISE UP.

I wasn't ever really a fan of it myself but I always thought it was CUTE. Like 3 seconds before this part I was already begging for them to kiss 😭

More foreshadowing!

AAAAAA CREEPY BIRD THINGS!!!

Oh wait- Sera's hot and Emily's already adorable

If heaven don't look like what this is in the show, I DONT WANT IT! (THATS A JOKE PLEASE DON'T SMITE ME)

JEALOUS GIRLFRIEND VAGGIE!! Can I just say how much I love Vaggie's face expressions? Not just here but like all the time. She's just made to be so exaggerated, out of all of them I thought it would be Charlie who would have the most dramatic faces but Vaggie wins it for me. I JUST GIGGLE SO HARD WHEN SHE LOOKS LIKE THIS BAHAHAH

Okay yeah. It's very obvious now. Vaggie is definitely an ex-exterminator. They don't close in on Charlie here so it's made to subtly nudge the attention to Vaggie. HOW DID THEY IMMEDIATELY NOTICE IT WAS HER THO??

Hot-

That's it.

SHARE THAT MOTHUSSY GIRL-

YOU'RE TELLING ME SHE GREW OUT ALL OF THAT HAIR?!? YEAH ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE THEN BUT STILL AJJSJD.

But overall the design is pretty meh. I always loved the idea of short hair Vaggie and even have seen art of it but it's just yknow, alright. Reminds me of Cassandra from Tangled: the series. IM LISTENING TO ONE OF THE SONGS RIGHT NOW HELPPP

THIS SCENE HERE! WOOOOO! SO GLAD WE KNOW WHEN AND WHERE THEY FIRST MET!! Wish we got it extended tho. And also probably push it to next episode so it would have a better impact(atleast I think thats when they'll have the duet). BUT WHATEVER SOMETHING IS BETTER THAN NOTHING! or uh whatever

Vaggie must've been a bit terrified at first. The only sinner she ever sent mercy to was a child. Then to see someone who to her is an adult sinner who just looks really human, that must be crazy. BUT THEN IF SHE WAS TOLD THAT CHARLIE WAS ACTUALLY THE PRINCESS OF HELL? HOOOO, LOCK IN AND STEAL HER. THAT'S SOME WATTPAD SHIT. Also, I wonder how long Charlie thought of redeeming sinners. It would make sense to be after meeting Vaggie, since it could have been a wake up call to the fact not all sinners are bad people. Even though Vaggie isn't a sinner technically, Charlie didn't know that at the time. But maybe Charlie was always like this but just needed to meet someone who could start her dream with her. Long rant uhhh

Haha penis 🫵

SCRAP WHATEVER I SAID IN THE FIRST PART. THEY PROBABLY DO FUCK- OR DONT?? I DONT KNOW- ANYWAY LESBIAN SEX (BOTTOM TEXT). WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH??? SOMEONE PULL THE TRIGGER.

Lute looks like a basic asf anime gorl. Adam doesn't ever take his helmet off, or maybe he just can't. OH HE'S DOING THE GAY SIGN 💅💅 Very appropriate for what he's saying

Mentor, apprentice. I love that Husk is just trying to help Angel grow but isn't going to force him into it if he doesn't want to.

Im not a fan of huskerdust and think they'd be better friends as I can't imagine a relationship with them at all. But it's still nice and they are supportive of eachother so that's like- yknow. Basic rules. Or something like that. (HELP. I ruined it all at the last part)

I- girl- WHY IS SHE GROWLING?? GRR GRR RR (INSERT TWILIGHT SAGA HERE)

VAGGIE'S FACE. SENDS ME. WHO GAVE HER THESE OVERDRAMATIC EXPRESSIONS, I APPLAUD YOU RGAGAGA

Ooo... I didnt like this part at all... Instead of making the choice she just runs off. Then because the plot demands it, Adam says nothing. Kinda whish she atleast avoided the question, maybe in some way that would require actual thinking? For a character like Vaggie, she could choose either way and it feel like it's still her. If she chose to protect Charlie's dream, she would still be perfectly loyal to her but in the act of so would reveal a secret that could harm their relationship(which does happen at the end but that's because the plot wanted it like that). If she chose to side with Adam, she'd be hurting Charlie emotionally, sure, but it would keep a secret that could make Charlie see Vaggie less than who she is to her already(atleast what Vaggie might think would happen). Imo it should've been her deciding to protect Charlie, since it would mean she's devoted to her at all times.

ANOTHER THING! IF SHE COULDN'T MAKE THE CHOICE, THAT IS SOMETHING INTERESTING TO GO INTO. Maybe it could go deeper into how Vaggie doesn't know who she is without Charlie. So when she has a choice to make, like here, she can't do it without feeling the need to ask Charlie. BUT NOOO, YA HAD TO GO WITH THIS!! Wow. That was a long ass rant. Wtf 😭

Maybe I'm a dumbass. Maybe they'll talk about that next episode, but still, atleast touch on it a bit to not seem rushed?

Angel looking out for his kids like a mom. We always did need the motherly figure, the one closest to that being Charlie but girl needs a mother in her life too(damn, wait, I did her so dirty).

Huh, so why does it work here then? 🤨🤨 if it was said in the contract that Valentino can do whatever he wants only in the studio, then why is this the exception? 🤨🤨

Yes I'm stupid. Why do you ask? (No genuinely what's happening here)

OH ITS THE IMAGE! I really like Sera so far, hope we get more of her soon or in season 2.

Now that we know the context of this, yeah, that's fucking insane. And badass. WOMEN.

HMM. THATS STRANGE. DID YOU NOT FOR ONCE THINK THERE COULD BE A POSSIBILITY SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN ANGEL? Okay I probably wouldn't either but I have an excuse, I'm an idiot. Some girl with a standing out outfit, with one eye, looks unusually human, right after/during the extermination... that's pretty solid ass proof. But I'm dumb so don't take anything i say seriously :D

Imagine this. No- shit. Just-

JUST LOOK! THEY ARE SO CUTE! EVEN THOUGH CRAZY SHIT IS HAPPENING.

*SWEATS*

Vaggie is DESPERATE. PLEADING. That's obvious yeah, but don't mind me I had nothing to say for the last 3 images I just thought they were cool

I mean. Slay I guess. 😍💅

Do all the exterminators look similar or is it just Lute and Vaggie? 🤨

Even though Vaggie and Charlie may be going through this horrible thing with a hard punch in the gut, but Vaggie is always going to comfort her and I just think that's so adorable.

Also Adam looks like a chicken hah.

Everyone fears to be like Lucifer. If they don't do bad things they believe are for the greater good and make sacrifices that put them higher than those in hell, they could themselves be fallen. It's really interesting but I don't know if it's going to be fleshed out enough with the amount of episodes left. Which also worries me about everything else that still hasn't be concluded. There's gonna be loose strings I just know it. Hopefully though they rather do that then rush everything out y'know?

I want the next episode to be mostly focused on Vaggie and Charlie's relationship and the healing of what happened. Not for the entire episode of course, it would feel drawn out if it did, but atleast address the problem for the first like I would say 10 minutes? Then the rest would focus on one or two loose threads while also having Vaggie and Charlie acting upon moving on. That's just my idea but yeah-

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ncteez · 5 months

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✤ Losing It. (masterpost) ✤ // HIATUS

A series of having virginities given to you. Sometimes they throw said virginity at you with full force, other times, they lovingly hold your hand, bat their lashes, and say some of the dumbest shit you’ve ever heard a man say in regards to getting laid for the first time. ✤ or the one where you go through a list of the seventeen members and learn how they'd lose their virginity to you.

COMPLETED CHAPTERS ― 1/13

SERIES STATUS: actively writing as of march of 2024!

NOTE― All chapters can be read stand alone and do not tie into the others. Each reader and storyline is different!

SERIES WARNING―There are a variety of different scenarios here involving both very normal and loving sex, to some stories that may contain: sub/dom dynamics, religion kink, obsession, desperate behavior, and purchasing of sex work.

If any of these things make you uncomfortable, I urge you to scroll on and not put yourself in a position of discomfort. I did not write these fics to harm anyone.

✤ this series is afab!reader. ✤ Warnings, tags, word counts, etc. can be found attached to each chapter. ✤ Disclaimer: some storylines and member order may be prone to change upon writing them. ✤ TAG LIST OPEN!! send me an ask off anon to be on the tag list for this series. you will be tagged for every chapter, not just the specific members you choose.

✤ Chapter One: Cherry Boy[l.c.]

A new relationship is always difficult to navigate, for Chan, it appears to be even more difficult. For you? You’re just left confused as to why your new boyfriend of a month and a half hasn’t made a move on you despite your very obvious attempts to invite him into your personal space.

You soon realize that your boyfriend is a virgin, and that’s why he’s always running away with his hands covering his bits, even through a simple goodnight kiss.

STATUS ― virginity loss: success WORD COUNT ― 10k

✤ Chapter Two: Thirst Trappers LIE. [k.sy.]

You find your very innocent best friend’s secret thirst trap account. To your surprise, the “I’m not ready yet” Soonyoung, who literally sleeps with at least seven different plushies, consistently swings his dick at onlookers online. Grey sweatpants, no boxers, thigh flexing, moaning and whimpering audios.

Maybe he’s not so innocent after all.

And just maybe you’re right about that, because what he meant by “I’m not ready to have sex yet” really just meant “please have practice sex with me because four thousand people are trying to pull up and i don’t want to be bad at it but i didn’t know how to ask you.”

STATUS ― v card is actively blocking and reporting everyone who sends a dm EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Three: Scoring One. [s.c.]

The second best hockey player on campus has a secret. Not that he cheats on his exams, or that he had a crush on the lunch lady growing up, it’s that he’s shamefully a virgin, despite his jersey sporting the big bold numbers of a six and a nine.

Thankfully, Soonyoung found out about his dirty little secret and provides him with a number and a promise that the girl on the other line has a thing for desperate dudes. What he didn’t know? He was just about to pay not only the number one party girl on campus to take care of his little issue, but his own little sister’s best friend.

STATUS ― v card is currently tucked in his pocket behind a picture of his little sister. CONTEXT NOTE― this fic does not include an age gap of more than two years. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Four: One unsolicited dick pic later. [l.sm.]

Never mind why he hasn’t managed to get laid, it’s not like he hasn’t laid in his room for years at night wondering the exact same thing. The current issue is the fact that his friends keep watching porn on the loudspeakers in the living room, he’s drunk, and he got the sudden confidence to send you a dick pic after not speaking to you since he wished you a happy birthday last year.

What he didn’t know though, is that you’ve had a crush on him since that time in third grade he punched Seungkwan for cheating off of his spelling test.

STATUS ― v card is currently sitting in your inbox unread alongside his raging hard-on. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Five: LOST DOG: FOUND [k.m.]

Mingyu had the chance to lose his virginity right around the time all of his friends did but, well, there were some mishaps. Unfortunately, years later, he is still lying about the loss of it and pretends that he definitely has sex on the regular. He probably would too, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s grown incredibly insecure about his body and what it actually means to sleep with someone.

Now though, the 26 year old man lives on the floor above you and is known as the pet-sitter of the building. Which is kind of great because it’s far too expensive to board your dog for weekend trips every month. You approach him for the first time with the offer of a hundred bucks to watch your dog, and of course he accepts.

The issue upon returning home? He lost your 70 pound dog. Like, the whole thing, he lost it.

STATUS ― v card being handed to you with the leash your dog was supposed to be on. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Six: LOSER. [j.ww.]

After adding some anonymous dude you found on your city’s subreddit looking for gaming friends, you find yourself confused when he suddenly ghosts you after trying to hold a non-gaming conversation.

Through his friends, you learn that he got cold feet because he’s never been with a woman before, and you decide that you’re just gonna have to show him that a man and a woman can be friends without the assumption that either of you want to fuck each other.

Except, maybe you’re not the best example to prove that, because now you can’t stop flirting with him. Now, you’re growing fond of the way he gets all flustered and turned on at the slightest implication of meeting face to face.

STATUS ― v card is hidden deep within his steam library EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Seven: ISO: Anyone who wants me. [c.v.]

Vernon has never had a girlfriend and he wants one bad. Badder than bad. His group of friends get fed up with his consistent eye-rolls involving couples in public, them when they talk about their girlfriends or hook-ups, and ultimately decide to hold an auction at a campus-wide party.

He was feeling pretty ashamed about being announced as a virgin in need of some love, but the laughing didn’t bother him nearly as much when people actually start a bidding war.

Apparently, these auctions happen once every few years and it’s like, a whole thing or whatever. He just happened to be the lucky guy who suddenly has girls lining up for him with cash in hand. And you just happen to be the lucky girl to show him a good time.

STATUS ― v card is currently taped to his forehead EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Eight: To whom it may concern, My desk is sturdy. [l.jh]

The worst thing about spending the night at work to reach deadlines is the fact that the new intern likes to hang out with him. Or rather, distract him. It's insane, really, how he's always about doing things by the book. His whole life revolved around rules and regulations, until he met you. He wanted to wait until marriage, and marriage was not in his books anytime soon. So, with all the stress on his back and you sitting across from him trying to get him to live a little, he decides to live a little too much.

STATUS ― v card framed on his office desk EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Nine: How to be forgiven when you're (not) sorry. [h.j.]

Faith should be put into God, not the priest that consistently finds himself wanting to lead a pretty woman further from the union of God. He’s managed to hold off for most of his life from doing that, but all good things come to an end, he supposes.

Marrying two sophisticated and loving members of the church was the easiest part of his night. The hardest part was pretending that their distant relative didn’t show up in inappropriate attire, with an even more inappropriate need to flirt with a celibate priest. For both him and his God, he finds himself praying more for his sanity than for the happy marriage of the two he just joined together.

STATUS ― v card being used as a bookmark for his bible CONTEXT NOTE― this chapter contains inaccurate depictions of religious duties, sinning, blasphemy, questioning of god, and over all a blatant religion kink from yours truly. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Ten: Paying it forward. [y.jh]

CAMPUS NEWS: RICH NEW STUDENT LOOKING FOR LEGS TO SPREAD.

Being born into a rich family is great and all, sure, when the family isn’t so strict that Jeonghan wasn’t even allowed to close his own bedroom door growing up. Dating was off the table for him too, junk food, trash tv, and even choosing his own career path wasn't something he got to experience in life...yet.

Thankfully, those strict reigns loosened when he got into a college far, far away from home. Now? Jeonghan is out for blood, and by blood, he means he is out to experience all those first-times he missed throughout his teen years. First up on the to-do list: get laid.

STATUS ― brought his v card but forgot his wallet EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Eleven: Friend Circles & Circle Jerks [b.sk.]

Seungkwan had his whole life planned out from the age of five. First, he would finish pre-school and get his diploma to become a doctor, mostly so he could buy a big mansion to live in with his family. Then, he would ask you, the neighbor kid next door, to marry him so that the two of you could stay up past seven in the evening.

Well, it’s safe to say that the now twenty five year old Seungkwan did not become a doctor, nor did he ask you to marry him. To put it simply, you friend zoned him before he ever got the chance to tell you that he’s wanted to kiss you since he learned what kissing was. Still, he sticks around, picking up your little broken heart pieces from the ex that just dumped you. His hopes are high that, maybe, you’ll take notice of how he’s saved himself for you, and that maybe you’d really give him a chance.

STATUS ― v card hidden behind his friendzone card EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Twelve: 48 Missed Calls. [w.jh.]

Junhui dated you for three weeks in highschool. However, It was a simple act of curiosity between the two of you and it ended fairly quickly due to, well, being teenagers.

That’s how it was for you, at least. For Junhui? Maybe it was puberty, or maybe it’s just the puppy love he had for you but, he really couldn’t just let you go. He has brushed off any other person who offers interest towards him for years now because of you. You’re the only person he wants, and despite this obsession he has, you still manage to not notice it.

Which is why he still holds the title of your best friend. A very, very, protective best friend.

STATUS ― v card stuck in limbo just like his obsession with you CONTEXT NOTE― this chapter deals with instances of manipulation, obsession, and over all our boy here has some strange ass vibes (this chapter is not in any way dubcon or noncon). please be aware of this. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

✤ Chapter Thirteen: Probably (not) a bad idea. [x.mh.]

When Minghao couldn't get a girlfriend throughout his younger years, his focus landed on none other than the world wide web. There, is where he decided how he intends to lose his virginity. Several years and a very large porn addiction later, some lucky woman on one of the four different BSDM sites he signed up for will have the privilege of taking his virginity in more ways than one. He just knows he’s going to love every smothered, painful, wet, insulting second of it.

STATUS ― v card is being used as a pickup line CONTEXT NOTE― this chapter has sub/dom dynamics in where minghao is an alt submissive man. there is ass-play in this. p.s. it is not the greatest idea to lose your virginity to a stranger, especially if that stranger is found on a bdsm site. lower your moral standards for this one. EST WORD COUNT ― 5k+

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Heyy! I just wanted to say your pretty boy series was just chefs kiss!!!! I was wondering if I could request a shy subby bangchan admitting that he has a choking kink during a game of truth and dare where the members make fun of him for it. Seeing all the teasing makes reader want to fulfill his fantasies and he’s even more nervous because your his crush 😩

a/n: hi thank you so much!! that series was actually my first ever kpop fanfic and I was beyond shocked by all the love it got!! and ofc here ya go!

synopsis: You thought you knew everything about your best friends, especially Bangchan. A game of truth or dare (and maybe a bit too much alcohol) makes his deepest fantasies come to light, and you're more than happy to make those a reality.

warnings: mdni 18+, fem!reader, everyone's a bit tipsy, choking (m!rec), hair pulling (m!rec), dry humping, dom reader, cumming in pants, crying, begging, confessing, aftercare, FLUFF... the usual

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"Uh...Chan! Truth or dare?" Han all but slurs. He hiccups as he takes another swing of his beer.

Chan thinks for a moment, his face slightly flushed. You notice his cheeks, his ears, and the tip of his nose are tinted pink. His eyes aren't as focused, but they still glint with a curious spark.

"Truth."

"Oh you're no fun!" Felix complains. He's also very flushed, though not as drunk as Han. "You've been choosing that the entire time." Chan only shrugs in response, "Then ask interesting questions."

Han isn't one to turn down a challenge. You can see his whole demeanor change at the proposition. He sits up a little straighter, ruffles his hair, and looks his leader dead in the eyes. "Fine. What's your biggest kink?"

This makes the men 'ooo' and 'ahh'. Even Seungmin, who's been relatively quiet, perks up. His friends lean in closer to hear his answer, eyes shining with mischievousness. Even you find yourself eager to hear what he has to say.

"I uh..." Chan trails off.

"Don't be a cunt Chan," Felix laughs at this stuttering friend. Minho quickly joins in on the teasing, "Chan the cunt! Chan the cunt!" It doesn't take long for the boys to start chanting, causing you to go into a fit of laughter.

"Okay, fuck! You assholes, choking! I like choking!."

Chan's eyes darted to yours for a brief moment after his forced confession. Choking isn't the only thing he secretly likes, but you. The moment his members asked to play truth or dare, he knew he was in for it. They have an idea about his crush on you, but Chan didn't think they'd embarrass him like that.

"You like choking them during sex?" Han further inquiries.

Chan shakes his head, "That's two questions." His response is met with boos. The chant quickly picks up again, with you joining in this time. He turns even more red, the color showing on his neck. "Ugh! Me! I like being choked!"

Silence. The abrupt stop of chanting echoes in the dorm. Chan wishes he could bury himself in the ground.

Then Changbin laughs a high-pitched staccato that makes everyone else in the room howling with laughter. Han clutches his stomach and claims he's going to throw up. Minho and Seungmin team up on calling Chan a sub. You just sit there.

Chan? A sub? No, that can't be right. His entire presence screams dominant. He's the leader for god's sake, why would he be anything less?

Your eyes travel down to his neck. His veins pop out from yelling at them to shut up. His skin is already pink, but you think it would look pretty blotched with purple. Then you recall the music video he made with Hyunjin, Red Lights. Chan did look rather...nice with hands on his bare throat.

Maybe the alcohol's getting to your head, but the image won't leave your mind. Would he beg for more? Ask you to squeeze harder? Your hands clench and unclench, eager to grasp onto something.

You down the rest of your bottle, chugging the bitter liquid until it burns your throat.

The game continues without missing a beat. You learn that Felix wears women's underwear, Han has never cum from sex, Minho has never let a girl ride him, Seungmin's been in a threesome, and Changbin uses a chastity. All of their spilled secrets should play in your head, so why can't you stop thinking about Chan's?

You're so lost in your thoughts that you don't hear Felix calling your name. You blink a few times and look up at him, "Huh?"

"Truth or dare."

Oh, it's your turn. You twirl the empty bottle in your hand before coming to a decision, "Truth."

He hums at that, eyebrows knitting together as he thinks. His eyes land on Chris, and a devious smile appears on his face. "Have you ever choked someone during sex?"

The boys perk their ears up, Seungmin playfully nudges Chan who slaps his shoulder in response. But still, he finds himself anxious at your waiting response. What if you say it's weird? That you could never do anything like that? Instead, Chan hears you say the exact opposite.

"I have actually yeah. Plenty of times."

They make a noise as if they're in awe, and Seungmin elbows Chan much harder this time.

"Looks like we got another freak on our hands," Minho teases. You only roll your eyes in response, smiling. "Says the one who can't do cowgirl."

"Yeah that's weird as fuck," Han interjects. "Don't you wanna see the tiddies bounce?" Minho waves Han off and tsks, "You're weird as fuck. How do you not cum from sex?"

"I get nervous okay!"

The two playfully bicker before Seungmin calls it night. Then Changbin followed after. One by one, the boys begin retrieving their rooms until it's just you and Chris. It's past midnight, and he should be in bed like the rest of his members, but he stays behind to help you clean.

"You really don't have to help," Chan says.

You pick up the empty bottles and toss them in the trash bag. "I don't mind. Plus I played too, it's only fair I do this." He doesn't argue with that logic. An awkward tension hangs in the air and you both quietly get to work, and you're the first to break it. "So choking huh?"

Chan coughs dramatically, covering his mouth with his fist. "What? Me? I don't know what you're talking about."

His blush gives it away. You've always thought his shyness was cute, but you would have never guessed it played a role in the bedroom.

"You don't have to act coy with me Channie. I know all your dirty little secrets." You laugh as he deepens in that reddish color. Chan clears his throat, "Well, I know yours too now."

You nod, "Ah, touché."

A moment of silence hangs over you two. This time, Chan breaks it. "What got you into it? Choking I mean."

You tie the trash bag and put it next to the front door. "A while ago. I was...with someone and they asked me to. Didn't think much of it until we did it again. The boom, now it's just a thing."

Chan nods, making a small ah sound.

"How about you though?" You find yourself sitting on the couch. Chan has also deserted his duties, fiddling with his ripped jeans. He isn't as drunk as before, but he can still feel it in his veins. There's a small voice of common sense telling him to keep quiet, that he shouldn't embarrass himself more than he has already. But Chan never listens to that voice.

"The people I've been with always want me to choke them. And I thought 'What's the big deal about?' Then when I did it to myself, I kind of got it."

You do a double-take at him. "Wait what? You do it to yourself?"

He nods, "Yeah. I'm too embarrassed to ask anyone. I really like...taking it. Ya know what I mean?" Chan waits for your answer but is met with deafening silence. He should have listened to that voice. If you thought he wasn't a freak then, you must think he is one now.

The expression change catches your attention. You quickly apologize when you see his mood stop, shaking your hands in a surrendering manner. "No! I get it, I do! I didn't think you'd do it to yourself. It just caught me by surprise.

Your words do little to help him. Seeing Chan upset makes your heart clench, and you scramble for ways to make it up. "I can do it. Show you how it feels when someone else does it."

His frown turns into confusion. "You'd wanna do that? Are you sure?"

You've never been more sure of anything else. The thought of your fingers around Chan has never left your mind. It's not fair that he works so hard, yet doesn't get half as much in return. Fulfilling his deepest desires is the least you could do for him.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Come here."

Chan hesitantly rises to his feet, taking slow steps to where you sit. He carefully sits down beside you, watching how you adjust to place each leg on either side of his thighs. You don't know how you gathered the confidence to straddle Chan so easily, but you'd be damned if you stopped now.

Your hands find his neck, grazing over his skin. He's soft and warm underneath your fingertips. Chan half expected you to start right away, so he's surprised to feel you take your time. Your thumb travels to his chin, feeling his plush bottom lip.

Friends don't do this, they don't sit in each other's lap and think about kissing them. But it's what you're doing right now. Chan is still underneath you, waiting for your next move. The two of you are already pushing past limits, but you can blame the alcohol in the morning.

You lean in, looking up in his eyes to see if he wants this too. It doesn't shock you to see that he does, and Chan fills the small gap between you two.

His lips are softer than what you could have imagined. It makes your stomach flip in desire. His hands find your waist to bring you closer and you melt in his hold. The feeling of your warm body on his makes him moan quietly in your mouth. You press your lips harder, making his head tilt from the weight of your hunger.

Then your hands travel down to his neck, gripping and getting him used to how your fingers wrap around him.

Chan gasps in your mouth, aroused eyes opening to peer into your own. He gives you a nod of affirmation, biting his lower lip as he waits.

Your fingers go on either side of his throat, applying light pressure. Your lips are a breath away, eyelashes nearly touching as you look for any signs of discomfort. Chan instead moans at the pressure, mouth opening to beg.

"Harder. Fuck please harder."

The pussy between your legs throbs. It's mindless as you slowly grind against his erection, obeying his desperate request. You can feel his pulse quicken in your palm, how his throat opens when he takes breaths.

Chan's eyes cross, his quiet moans tumbling into your mouth. He's begun to rock his hips against yours. You can feel your cunt sticking to your underwear. It feels so good to feel his clothed cock between your legs, his throat between your hands.

You squeeze harder, earning a small cry from Chan. His eyes turn glossy, and you take this as a cue to loosen your grip. He reacts negatively, whining and slapping your ass in protest.

"I wanted it harder," he rasps out.

You shake your head, "That's too much for you Channie. Just let me take care of you, hm?" He hesitates for a second, debating if he should argue with you. You're the pro though, and Chan might push himself a little too far (something he tends to do much too often). He nods at you, "Yeah."

Moving one of your hands to the back of his neck while the other goes to the back of his head. Chan raises an eyebrow but says nothing. He hasn't seen this one in videos.

You grab a fist full of his hair and force him to look upwards, baring his throat to you. You squeeze the back of his neck and simultaneously pull on his hair roughly. Chan's hips jerk at the combination, rutting against you.

It's a bit hard to ride him, but Chan is adamant on feeling your pussy behind the layers of clothes. He keeps his hard grip on your hips to hump you against him while you do the work from above. You hiss when his cock catches your clit, making your thighs shake.

Chan's neck is pretty, forming light red handprints on the side of them. You lean down to mark it up even more, kissing and biting on his tender flesh. Hearing him groan makes you pull on his hair harder, squeeze the back of his neck just a little harder.

You kiss down his neck until you find a spot that makes him squeak. Chan can feel you smile against his skin as you bite down on it. Your teeth sink into his flesh, making his hips still.

"Ah~ fuuuck! I think imma cum," he drawls out.

"That's okay Channie," you coo. "Go ahead and cum in your pants." He attempts to shake his head, but your grip is unwavering. "I don't wanna cum in my pants! You. I wanna cum in you."

You're dripping. Your underwear is drenched in your slick, you think it must be running down your thighs. Chan's cock would fit perfectly inside of you, rubbing against your walls rhythmically, hitting you deep until he cums. It would leave you so full, so satisfied.

"Friends don't cum in each other," you tsk at him.

"I don't want to be your friend!" He all but wails. Chan's eyes are brimmed with tears, but he's too fucked out to think properly. His words shock you, somewhat hurt. "What?"

"I can't go back to being your friend after this. I've wanted this, wanted you. I wanna cum so bad in you. Fuck, I love you. I fuckin love you and your pussy. Let me cum in you please, please..." Chan babbles incoherently.

He's thrusting his hips up against you, hands making you bounce on his clothed cock. Chan began to cry, begging pathetically as if he didn't just confess.

You want to question him, to confirm if he truly thinks that or if it's just his dick talking. Instead, you grind your hips harder and yank his hair roughly, "Nope."

A malicious smile finds your lips when you hear him cry. You bite down on him just to hear him sob more. Chan can feel his cock twitch in his boxers, the tensing in his balls before he cums.

You have to kiss him to muffle his moans, conscious of the people sleeping just in the other room. He bites and licks your lips messily as you pull his hair downwards.

Shivers and goosebumps appear on Chan's arms when he finishes. He's softly grinding against you, making sure to milk himself dry.

The applied pressure on his neck slowly releases. He groans when your warm hands leave him, twitching. The sides of his throat settled to a purple color covered in your bruising kisses and fingers. Chan's neck is even prettier when covered in black and blue.

He doesn't let you get off his lap when you try to move. Chan needs to feel you, that you're still here. You don't fight against him, instead wrapping your hands around his neck and bringing him into your chest.

Chan molds in your hold, breathing you in. He's still shaking, whimpering softly from his post-orgasm. It's important to stay where you are next to him. This might have been the most extreme scene he's gone through, he'll need time to recover.

Your digits tangle in his messy hair, gently massaging and scratching Chan's scalp. He hums in your chest and pecks your neck, the exposed parts of your chest. It feels right to hold him, to give when he never receives.

Maybe you shouldn't mention the elephant in the room, his confession. You'll file it away in the back of your mind as sex talk, nothing more. But something tells you this won't be the last that you get involved with Chan.

a/n: badda bing badda boom, this was kinda hard to write I aint gonna lie. I had to google how bdsm choking words and different methods. but I really hope you liked it !! update!: part two here!

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Roommates Part 2

One year had passed since Hailey and James had confessed their feelings for one another. One year since they'd made passionate love for the first time. One year since they'd become inseparable.

In that time Hailey had given birth to her surrogate quadruplets. It had been one of the most difficult, but rewarding things she had ever done. The look on the faces of the quads parents as they held the children that she had made for them was well worth the struggle.

But, she had enjoyed the feeling of having her womb filled with growing life. She had enjoyed it so much that barely a month had passed before she was practically badgering James to knock her up. James, while excited by the prospect of the woman he loved growing round and ripe with his offspring, was a practical and level headed person. He wanted to produce a massive family with Hailey, but such dreams required money and lots of it.

As it stood, they were in no way destitute, but any additions to their little family would undoubtedly overtax their meager resources. James wanted them both to finish their degrees before they began to grow their family.

But, Hailey was practically baby crazy. She understood James' reasoning and even agreed with it. However, she could hardly tolerate the feeling of her fertile womb being left empty. She would beg James to cum in her, breed her, fill her with his babies during their love making. She came close to getting her wish more than once, but either James or her own good sense would win out at the last possible second.

The two young lovers carried on like this for several months. Always on the edge of making their desires come true at the cost of their futures. That is until one day Hailey made a new friend on campus.

Hailey was in the campus library browsing the reference section. She was busily adding thick volumes to the heavy stack of books in her arms. Suddenly she felt something that felt like a heavy ball ran into her back and sent her books sailing to the floor. She let out a small eeep and immediately turned around to figure out what had bumped her.

To her shock it wasn't a ball or any other object but instead the titanic belly of a dark haired young woman. Her middle was so large that Hailey couldn't help but imagine that she was ready to give birth to octuplets at any moment. As Hailey busied herself with collecting her books the young pregnant woman introduced herself.

She told Hailey that her name was Jenny and she apologized profusely for the inconvenience and even offered to help Hailey collect her books. Hailey refused the offer politely.

“I wouldn't want you to have to give birth here in the library on my account.” Hailey said, half joking

“Oh I wouldn't worry about that.” Jenny replied, chuckling and rubbing the titanic dome of her belly “I'm not planning on letting this one out any time soon.”

“This one?” Hailey asked incredulously “You'd have to be carrying a toddler for that to be just one.”

“Exactly! I've been pregnant for… three years, six months and five days.” Replied Jenny with a note of pride in her voice

“You're kidding…” Hailey was almost too stunned to absorb what Jenny was telling her

“I'm dead serious. I'm part of a study that's researching methods of extending pregnancy. I was already pregnant when I got to college.” Jenny explained “this study was a real lifesaver. I'm able to finish my degree, make a little extra money and by the end of it all I'll still be able to have my baby. Although, I'll admit I've gotten pretty used to having him in there.”

As she spoke, Jenny caressed her belly and a series of bulges rolled across its surface. They were far too big to have been made by a normal sized baby and it was this sight that convinced Hailey that her new acquaintance was telling the truth. Hailey’s mind was buzzing with questions and possibilities. If it was possible to get pregnant and stay pregnant until a time of her own choosing she might just be able to have her cake and eat it too. She and James could finish their degrees, get jobs in their fields, and gain the finances necessary to raise the army of children that they both desired. And all the while Hailey could carry James' child within her. Hailey invited Jenny to sit with her in the library and made no pretense about wanting to know more about how Jenny could stay pregnant for years at a time.

Over the course of more than an hour Jenny, who loved to discuss this topic more than almost anything else, explained that not only was the medicine used to induce her nearly permanent pregnancy safe and easy to use, but the study was looking for more volunteers. All Hailey would have to do is get pregnant and sign up. She gave Hailey the business card of the doctor running the study and told her to give the doctor a call if she was serious about this. With that Jenny struggled to her feet and slowly waddled away.

Hailey was left flustered and stunned. This was all so much to absorb. By the time she recovered from her shock, Jenny was long gone. Forgetting the books she had meant to check out, Hailey rushed home. She had to tell James about this.

Upon arriving back at their apartment she burst through the door. James, who was sitting on the couch didn't have time to process what was happening before he found himself tackled and wrapped in his girlfriend's embrace.

“You can do it. You can knock me up. I found a way. Jenny told me all about it.” Hailey practically moaned with an excited giggle

“What are you talking about? Who's Jenny?” Asked James utterly at a loss for what had gotten into Hailey

Hailey quickly summarized the events of her encounter with Jenny. James sat quietly, absorbing what Hailey told him with wrapped attention. When she finished her story he took the doctor's business card and called the number on its front. A woman picked up and introduced herself and doctor Char Greene. Putting her on speaker James and Hailey discussed the finer details of the study and what was required to join. Doctor Greene explained that the only real requirements were that the participant must be pregnant and must be willing to remain pregnant for a period of at least two years. It was all exceedingly simple.

After the call with doctor Greene concluded, Hailey and James sat in silence for a few minutes. This was real, they could have everything they'd ever wanted. But first…

James was on top of Hailey like a man possessed. He tore her clothes to shreds exposing her beautiful, naked body. Hailey reciprocated his passion and nearly ruined James favorite shorts in her desperation to rip them off of him. Neither of the young lovers required even a moment of foreplay. Both of their bodies were ready to breed and make new life together.

Hailey gasped as James drove his shaft deep into her pussy. It was as if the fact that they were dead set on fulfilling their most primal biological need made every sensation a thousand times more intense. She could feel every throbbing vein and every bump and every wrinkle on James cock as he surged in and out of her slick hole. They both felt as though their skin and the air between them was electrically charged, as their passion rose to a fevered pitch.

Their groans and moans and grunts joined in a symphony of unbridled lust. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed off the walls. Couch springs squeaked and screamed in protest. The musky odor of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air. Minutes felt like a blissful eternity as they came ever closer to their mutual climax.

Then with the bellow of a rutting bull, James unleashed his load. Hailey wrapped her legs around her lover and screamed into his shoulder as the feeling of his hot seed plastered her cervix. They both lay there, locked together moaning and twitching, trying to regain their senses.

“We'd better do that again.” Hailey whispered in James’ ear “You know just be sure.”

Four years later Hailey and James were in a familiar position. James was laying flat on his back with Hailey bouncing on top of him. Her belly, stretched into an enormous orb to contain its toddler sized occupant, bounced off of his chest. Hailey’s weight pressed him deep into the mattress as she rode him. Their lovemaking lacked the desperate need of the afternoon when they had conceived their daughter. Instead they were enjoying the slow, gentle pace that came with familiarity and long standing love.

Over the past few years they had finished their degrees and gotten good, well paying jobs. They had even bought a house together. At last they had the security to live out their dreams and fill their house with the many children that they'd dreamed of for so long.

A week earlier Hailey had finally dropped out of the study and stopped taking the labor preventing drugs. With each passing day they both waited anxiously for their daughter to make her long overdue appearance.

As their lovemaking reached its crescendo, Hailey bounced harder and faster. Her moans rose in pitch as she rode her lover. The light back lit her hair giving her the appearance, from James perspective, of a fertility goddess crowned with a glowing halo. His hands rubbed and caressed the divine roundness of her belly and he could feel the movements of the life she carried within her womb. He felt himself go over the edge and he gripped the firm swell of Hailey's belly as he drove his hips up and, like so many times before, released his load inside of her.

They both were left panting from the pleasure, Hailey even more so from the exertion. Suddenly Hailey felt a pop deep within her and a flood of warm viscous fluid gushed out of her in spite of James cock still plugging her birth canal. They looked at each other for a brief moment as they absorbed the momentous occurrence.

“Did your…?”

“Uh huh…”

“Hospital?”

“Hospital.”

“I'll get dressed.”

I'd like to thank @pr-g for her continued contributions to both the visuals and content of my stories. This one would not exist without her.

This is a continuation of this story: https://www.tumblr.com/thefullwomb/743724084467236864/roommates-pt-1-hailey-had-come-to-college-as-a?source=share

#preggo kink #preggophilia #huge pregnant belly #pregnancy #pregnant kink #pregnancy captions #pregnant captions #permanent pregnancy #pregnant fiction #surro verse #overdue pregnancy #long overdue

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predestinatos · 6 months

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outside, baby | CL16 ☆𖦹°‧★

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4

pairing: charles leclerc × fem!reader [+ tiny bit of oscar piastri x fem!reader]

summary: charles was not expecting to see you this time. especially not with someone else. chapter 2 of an ongoing series.

tags: enemies to lovers, jealous!charles, sweet cute giddy moments with oscar, i promise he won't get hurt in this, smut (details in warnings)

word count: 3.6k

♡₊˚ 🦢₊✧ minors dni !! warnings & note underneath ♡₊˚ 🦢₊✧

warnings: smut, car sex, thigh riding, dirty talk, sort of possessive talk.

author's note: thank you so much for all the lovely comments and support on part 1!! it made me really happy to continue this and make it a series!! hope you like this chapter with some twists and turns <3

You were nervous.

Not because this was your first time at a race - it wasn't - but because it was the first time you went to one not invited by friends but by someone else.

You weren't sure when it had started, but meeting Oscar Piastri had been one of the best things that could've happened to you recently. He was intensely calm and collected, respectful of your space but also caring. Although things haven't developed much past a couple of dates and more than a couple of texts, you enjoyed how it was progressing.

You watched him get ready, his scent of fresh fruit now becoming familiar to you, his shy smile a comfortable view.

Sitting in his driver's room, you admired him and how direct he was.

"Thank you for being here" he interrupted your thoughts softly, cheeks slightly red.

"Thank you for inviting me" you replied, giving him a small smile yourself. You felt 15 again, shy and slightly awkward, but oh so giddy.

So much so that you had almost forgotten the burning Read that still haunted your phone.

It didn't matter - at least not anymore. It was who he was, cold, distant and arrogant. You both had your fun for a night and that was all there was to it.

And although you avoided crossing your path with his as much as he did with you - you noticed how rarely Charles was in dinners and parties where you were, but his presence was assured as soon as you informed the group chat you couldn't make it that day - you also hoped to see him.

not to speak to him, or confront him, but rather to have some sort of confirmation, that something had happened that night. To see his reaction upon noticing your presence where he did not expect you to be, to catch his unprepared gaze, to decipher it somehow.

Oscar's hand suddenly appeared in your vision, inviting you to hold it as he guided you towards the upper part of the paddock, where you'd be watching the race. Holding it, his hand felt familiar, a sense of closeness you had with this boy that provided you with the friendship you needed in moments such as those.

"Are you nervous?" you asked him. He seemed so calm, confident in a non arrogant way, just aware that he was doing his best and that was the best anyone could do. His shoulders relaxing, he kept guiding you towards your spot as he replied, "over the race? not really. over you being here? yes."

There it was, his bluntness and openness about his own feelings which captivated you so much and made you feel so secure. There were no games with him, he was transparent and collected, and you felt like you were near a beach, listening to the waves but never afraid they'd consume you.

Upon walking, your eyes brush over a familiar figure - recognizable everywhere, dark party lights or not. Before your brain could process everything to take another look, he was already on the move towards the ferrari garage, leaving your heart pounding in your chest with ache. Reaching the most comfortable spot where you could sit and see the race perfectly, Oscar left a small kiss on your cheek as you wished him good luck.

"You're already here" he replied, with a timid wink, as he turned away from you and towards the garage.

Reporter: Charles, that was quite an aggressive approach out there on the track today! Charles: Well, yeah, I fight hard for what I want… and I wanted a place on that podium-

You were sitting on the hotel room floor, eating some takeout sushi, drinking coke and watching the Saw films with Oscar, his own special way of celebrating a P4 – which is to say, it’s a great spot for him as he is proving himself, so he feels happy enough to just hang.

“This is gross” he said, frowning and flinching his whole body as he took a sip of his drink. “I mean, it isn’t even scary, it’s just disgusting” he continued, despite clearly wanting to keep watching.

“It’s just someone chopping their own arm off, could be worse” you joked back, smiling at him. “Besides, being so gross that you can’t stop watching is what makes it so good.”

It felt easy, being with him. Like being with a friend you’ve known since you were little, where you could breathe and be yourself without overthinking.

“Thank you again. For being there today, I mean” he said, his eyes not leaving the television screen. “No need. You did great out there, and you were so close to that podium were it not for Charles’ ridiculous move,” you replied, rolling your eyes. You tried not to think about it, or what it could mean, at least not now, while you were with Oscar. Your anger was ready to burst out of you at any moment, but you held it down with him around.

“Yeah, I mean… It was fucked, but completely legal. I guess I just wasn’t expecting it as much since Leclerc is not the type to do that” he shrugged it off, while also flinching at the sudden limb being ripped out on screen. As much as you tried to brush it off as a new attempt at strategy, you knew Charles wasn’t the type to do that at all. He was arrogant, rude and overconfident but not on track, not the driver who takes such an offensive approach. You hated the fact that your mind found itself considering the fact that this was because of you, that the sheer image of you with someone else could turn Charle’s behavior into one of sheer petty jealousy. Besides, it made no sense. He had left you on read, he had constantly made it clear how much he disliked you, and accidents such as that night happen but that’s all they are – accidents.

As the credits of the 3rd film rolled, your phone vibrated and its screen lit up in the darkness of the hotel room. You took a quick glance at it, almost instinctively, not thinking much about it. However, the name on the screen caused you to freeze as you watched the screen turn to black again. You double tapped again, and read what it said:

Charles (Asshole): let me know once you’re done comforting your little friend. (2:04am)

Before, you would have chuckled at this, knowing it sprang out of amusement over getting on your nerves, but this time you knew it wasn’t like that. He was gloating, not only over winning, but over winning against Oscar. He also knew Oscar wasn’t necessarily upset over his P4, given the fact that it was a really good position for a rookie. But what he did know, was that if he had taken his usual approach, maybe things would be different. He confirmed your suspicions and this only angered you more. You knew you shouldn’t, you should turn the phone down, screen facing the floor, and enjoy the 4th film with its gore and blood, maybe even imagining it was Charles in there. But you couldn’t. So you typed back.

You: why would i give you that satisfaction (2:06am)

You barely had time to put your phone down before its screen lit up again, this time twice in a row.

Charles (Asshole): i think i deserve it tbh, princess (2:06am) Charles (Asshole): send me your location (2:07am)

In a way he did deserve it. He deserved for you to scream at him, to hear how horrible of a person he was, how absolutely exhausted you were of this despite the fact it had just started. You looked at the boy sitting next to you, who noticed your stare and looked back, replying only with a tired smile. You pressed the ‘share location’ button on your phone and locked its screen.

“Seems like the films aren’t gory enough to keep you awake” you softly tell Oscar. He let out a breath that indicated a humored reaction at what you said. Instinctively, you ran a hair through his hair as you spoke “you should sleep. And I should go.”

He seemed both sad that you were leaving and happy that you were able to see past his attempt at staying awake. This was confirmed by his nod and yawn as he got up in order to walk you to the hotel room door. “How are you getting there?” he asked, running a hand through his hair. With this, you realized you really didn’t have any way to leave, and were counting on Charles to provide a lift. “Oh uh… a friend is taking me, don’t worry” you grinned as you said goodbye to him. His hand remained on yours for a second too long but was quickly removed awkwardly as he tried shaking it off as a symptom of sleepiness. “Right, well… goodnight” he whispered warmly as he closed the door.

You awaited as the elevator descended, and time seemed to have slowed down massively. Hours seemed to pass inside that cubicle, although they still didn’t give you enough time to plan what you were going to say. Suddenly, this whole ordeal seemed too complex, too stupid and too dramatic for you to feed into it. You desperately wanted it to be over despite the fact that it hadn’t really started, and as the doors opened you glanced at the text on your phone which said “Here.”

You stood at the entrance of the hotel, looking around for any sign of Charles or his car. Far away, barely parked in a small, almost hidden corner, you saw his pitch black Ferrari, impossible to ignore but still trying its best to remain unnoticeable. You walked anxiously towards him, his figure becoming more and more clear as you got closer. He was wearing a dark hoodie and his glasses, making him look softer and even friendlier. It was ridiculous how much it contrasted with his actual attitude and egotism. You realized then there was nothing you could say to him, nothing to argue about whatsoever, because that was just who Charles was, and he wasn’t worth it.

You took a deep breath as you opened the car door and hopped in, the air conditioner hitting your skin and giving you goosebumps.

At first, you were surprised at how aware of your anger he seemed to be – he was driving carefully and silently for a few minutes before he broke the tension rising between you two. “So for how long have you known your little friend?” he asked. Despite the ironic, mocking tone in his voice, his jaw was tense and his hands gripped the wheel a bit tighter, his veins becoming more and more visible. Upon realizing this, you had reached an even better conclusion: the only way to handle Charles was to play by the same rules that he played, even if it required a little bit of bluffing.

“And why would that be of your concern?” you asked, bringing one leg on top of the other, while leaning down more comfortably on the car seat. You tried looking ahead, relying on the corner of your eye for any subtle movements coming from him – in this case, his head going left and right, in a negative movement.

“None. It’s just that you seemed upset that I was better than him” he answered, clearly pleased with the fact that your back and forth had just restarted. “Fuck you, Leclerc” you spat at him, now looking through the window, your back turned. Even then, you could feel his every movement as the car seemed to get smaller and smaller all around you.

“I’m not sure your little friend would like that, princess” his giggle was so innocent against the unexpected affirmation, that your whole body tensed up. “Are we back on a last name basis as well?” he continued, unapologetically striking every single one of your nerves at once. You felt the car slow down on a secluded area, mostly forest, but which revealed a small lake with the moonlight reflected on its surface. It was as quiet as it could get, as you heard the car stopping and then turning fully off. You realized you hadn’t told him where to take you, so even if he wanted to just mess with you while driving you home, there was no way for him to do so.

Part of you wanted to stay and not go, so you wouldn’t be alone with your own thoughts. The only thing worse than being with Charles in a car at night was being alone in your room. The same couldn’t be said for him. He had gotten P2, which was pretty good, and surely would be a good enough excuse for a celebration involving drinking and partying and not sleeping.

“Why are you here? No girl wanted to fuck you tonight?” you asked him, more aggressively than you hoped to be. He didn’t seem to take offense to this, in fact, he looked pleased with your question, his eyebrows raised and his head cocked to one side, playfully. “Oh no, plenty of them wanted to. I just couldn’t stop thinking about you though.” You scoffed at him, and how he could ever think something like that would work on you after what he had done. Feeling more and more brave as seconds passed, maybe because of how hot you were feeling, maybe because he just made you feel that way, you took your seatbelt off and turned yourself fully to him, your legs crossed on top of the seat. Charles’ eyes travelled up and down your body, examining every inch of it as his mouth twisted in a small, almost unnoticeable grin. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you either, Charles. And how much of a fucking idiot you are,” you replied, crossing your arms across your chest, trying to hide as much of yourself as you could, for in this moment you were sure he could read your every movement as well as you could read his.

“Thought about you during the whole race, too” he continued, and you would have assumed he ignored you were it not clear that he was lost in his own thoughts, busy examining not your words but your actions. “About how good you looked” he got closer as he spoke, his hands sliding across your seat as his eyes looked absolutely dazed. “About why you were there with some guy” he finished, his hand caressing your face, his thumb soft on your lips. He pulled your lower lip as if to call for your attention, then quickly distanced himself from you in a purposefully fake stretching motion. “So, if you want me to apologize for winning, I won’t.”

You didn’t know if he was referring to the race, or to this exact moment, where he surely realized he still had impact on you with a single look and a slight touch. You didn’t know if he thought he had won against your or Oscar, but it did not matter. It didn’t matter that you and Oscar were barely more than friends, and that the two of you were clearly just enjoying each other’s company – mostly because Charles didn’t know that, and he didn’t need to know it as long as it got him on his nerves.

“Funny because, last time I checked I went to his room, not yours” you snapped back. It was your turn now, to back him into a corner. You said this with such confidence you were sure that it sounded like “it was him I fucked” in Charles’ head. Taking your chance to make it even better, you leaned across him, your hand on his thigh, so close to his face, only to pretend to take something from his door. Gloating at your own success at making him completely helpless, you barely had time to register his hands on your neck, pulling you harshly towards him as his lips met yours.

If your kiss had previously been messy and hungry, this one was aggressive and assertive, both of you letting out your frustrations and desires through lip bites and pulling fistfuls of each other’s hair.

At that point, all you could feel were his hands on your waist, lifting you towards his lap. Wrapping your hands around his neck, you complied and sat easily almost never breaking the kiss.

Suddenly, he pulled away, a grin splattered across his swollen lips. “You look so beautiful like that” he whispered dizzily, as you grew more and more frustrated at his sudden pauses. He laughed to himself proudly as he looked at you, and before you could process it – in fact, you couldn’t, your mind was filled with tortuous lust – you realized what the source of his amusement lay. He was looking at your erratic movements on his thigh, how your arousal seemed to have possessed you so immensely that you couldn’t help yourself any longer. You blushed and buried your hands on your face with sheer embarrassment over how quickly your façade faded away.

Carefully, yet with unmistakable darkness, almost as if a totally different person now, Charles pulled your hands away and leaned towards you. “Don’t stop” was all he said, but it caused a small cry to escape your lips as you felt his hand on your hip, guiding your movements. His other hand grabbed your chin gently, making you face him.

It was both embarrassing and mesmerizing, how he seemed so composed and collected, and how you were falling apart completely. You never realized how much you needed him, how badly you craved his touch and the particular way his lips travelled across your skin. From your face, his hand lowered itself to your neck, grabbing it with just enough strength to make you more lightheaded than you already were. You sobbed with pleasure as you looked at him, holding his gaze as your hips moved frantically against his leg, a dizzy smile spreading across your lips.

You would speak if you could, but nothing left your lips apart from Charles’ name accompanied by breathy moans. He, however, seemed to love that, how you lost all of your composure for him exclusively, while he tried his best to keep his own. He could feel how wet you were through your underwear and his own sweatpants, your skirt allowing for less fabric to be in the way of your own pleasure. “Si jolie… et tout à moi” he whispered, taking advantage of your not so extensive knowledge of French to say things he wasn’t capable of saying in English despite his usual comfortability with himself. He wanted you for himself, in such a way that just you pleasuring yourself on him was enough for him to feel utterly drunk with ecstasy and lust, knowing that as soon as he was alone he would jerk himself off desperately to the sight of your open mouth, half closed eyes and flushed cheeks, to the sound of your voice crying out his name in moans of ecstasy, and to the feeling of your wet cunt on his thigh.

This was both your prize and punishment: your presence had given him more drive to win, to show you how he would always be better than anyone you might try to have, but it had also bothered him in ways he never knew he could be irritated. He tried so hard to ignore you, to not break the promise once again, but you always had a way to show up and ruin all of his plans and mess with his head, especially by being oh so close to Oscar.

You couldn’t stop. His skin caressed yours with satin textured touches, so characteristically his in their intensity. And although he seemed a bit more aggressive, possessive even, as he clearly insisted on your full focus on him, mental and physical, you have never felt so aroused. You were all his, both still dressed but both feeling as intimate as if you were bare naked before each other. His sweatpants left little to the imagination, and his throbbing erection filled you with fervor. Your movements against his thigh intensified, less rhythmic and more desperate. He looked hypnotized by you, consumed by something deeper than lust, more intense than sheer desire, and the view you had before you combined with how good you were feeling caused your hands to fly to his shoulders, your face buried in his neck as your whole body erupted in pleasure and melted into his.

You couldn’t deny the fact that you were still angry at him, but you were also too tired, too confused and overall too incoherent to start a fight. With him, you always were, and this is how he won. With the foggy windows of the Ferrari and the feeling of his hands on your hair lulling you to sleep.

He won because when you opened your eyes next morning, you were in a bed which wasn’t yours, wearing only an oversized t-shirt. You looked around, confused as to where you were, flashbacks of the previous night clouding your vision.

On the bedside table, a note read “You’re at mine’s. I slept on the sofa. Text me when you wake up – C.” You look at your phone to check the time – 12:13pm. You also see a notification on your screen.

Oscar: u got home safe? (10:34am)

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Sonic Prime: "Season 2"

Eight more episodes of Sonic Prime are out! They're labeled as "season 2" despite just being the next eight episodes of the first (and presumably only) season, allowing Netflix to market it as multiple seasons without having to give the cast and crew raises. They love doing that shit to their original cartoons. Ugh.

Anyway! Last time, I gave the show some leeway because it was still finding its legs. This time, though? We're now two thirds of the way through the series, and sadly, I think it's time to accept the truth:

While there are parts I like, a lot of this show... kinda sucks?

This multiverse sucks and Rouge was robbed

Previously, I noted the pattern of each universe spotlighting a different friend of Sonic's (Tails in New Yolk City, Amy in the jungle world, Knuckles in the pirate world) and predicted that, hopefully, Rouge would get her time to shine next. And with 16 episodes left, surely there's time to explore new worlds that are more interesting than the jungle and pirate worlds. Those were just the warm up act. Right?

...Right?

Nope! That's it! There are no more worlds.

This multiverse show where anything is possible really is just about another Eggman-controlled dystopia world, a jungle world, and a pirate world. That's all they came up with! Just those three, and two dead worlds that don't really count - one a featureless wasteland, the other a ghostly echo of the original Green Hill dubbed "Ghost Hill." (Sonic's friends appear here as holograms stuck repeating a single line each. It gets old immediately.)

The jungle and pirate worlds and their inhabitants being so overwhelmingly generic becomes unforgivable the moment you realize this is all we're gonna get. It just leaves me wishing they'd thrown this whole concept out and finally made a normal Sonic cartoon with no twist in its premise. A few of the new takes here are good, particularly Nine as a darker riff on Tails, but so many of them don't feel anything like the fun characters they're supposed to be. They're stock cartoon characters wearing the Sonic casts' skins.

I'll admit my bias is showing, but god, Rouge is REALLY done dirty by this setup. The normal Rouge we see in the first episode is so fun for how briefly she appears, but then in all the other worlds she's reduced to a generic action girl with zero personality. What's her purpose, exactly, when every AU version of Amy is ALSO a straightforward action girl? It drives me absolutely insane that they gave us a PIRATE ROUGE and she doesn't care about treasure. They do nothing with this! How!!!!!!!! She's just never gonna get her turn. It's so obvious that Rouge is only in this show so that they can have another girl, but you could swap her out with another character like Blaze and it'd make no difference.

Speaking of the pirates, though...

The way things play out in the pirate world is so stupid

Previously, with the Paradox Prism shard within reach, Captain Dread Knux was regressing into his old obsessive personality. I'm fine with this. Sonic and Dread both want the shard, they're gonna fight over it. Obvious stuff. But the actual impact it has on the story is maybe the stupidest bit of writing in this entire show so far.

Basically, while fighting a couple of the Eggmen and their robots at sea, Sonic has to briefly run over to the enemy ship to fight them and grab the Paradox Prism shard while Dread and his crew remain back on their ship. Dread goes "Oh my god, look! Sonic's abandoning us! Traitor!" While Sonic is... like 200 feet away. Still in clear view. Fighting the guys who are trying to kill them. Retrieving Dread's beloved treasure for him.

And yet, Dread's crew buys this! And when Sonic runs right back over with the shard in hand, they're all like "HOW DARE YOU BETRAY US" and turn on him.

It's just. What?!

This isn't a huge part of the "season," but I highlight it as maybe the worst moment of the show's character writing. I'm reminded of Thorn Rose's backstory from last time, where she was depicted as suddenly snapping one day when she saw her friends pick one too many berries in the jungle. Sometimes a character just needs to pivot for the story to work, and they aren't really interested in getting there smoothly.

The Chaos Council fucking sucks

I tried so hard to like these guys, but they drag the show down so much.

The choice to have a team of five different Eggmen really just means that Eggman has been split into five one-note characters. Four of them revolve entirely around the most trite, predictable, boomer-ass jokes based on their ages. The teenage one is whiny and just wants to play video games. The young adult one is a vegan hipster who does yoga. The old one is cranky about all the whippersnappers and has a bad back. The baby is a baby. These are jokes that would've been tired if this show aired 20 years ago.

The odd man out is Mister Doctor Eggman, the middle-aged one with a toupee who's the stand-in for regular Eggman. But even he kinda sucks. The other four all being one-note joke characters means that he has to be the straight man of the group, so he's just very dry and serious and plot-focused without any of Eggman's fun eccentricities. He's neither particularly funny nor particularly sinister, which is just about the worst place for an Eggman to be.

He doesn't even have any incompetent robot lackeys to bounce off of, because the unfunny alternate age Eggmen fill the quota for bumbling secondary villains. But also, like... Orbot and Cubot are in this show! They were in the first episode! Where are they? God, I never thought I'd miss them so much...

But, okay. It's not ALL bad.

The highlights

There's a recurring theme here, which is that the best episodes are the ones where Sonic is pitted against a foe who can match his speed and they just let the animation carry it.

The first of the new episodes is mostly about Sonic fighting Shadow, and BOY is their fight fun to watch. Said fight happens because Shadow blames Sonic for shattering the universe and doesn't trust him to fix things. Shadow wants to restore their world, but he refuses to see the various AU counterparts as the same people Sonic once knew, and he doesn't really care what happens to them. Ultimately, though, he begrudgingly accepts that Sonic really is the only one who can hop between dimensions for Plot Reasons, and therefore lets him go try to do things the nice way. He sadly spends most of his time waiting around in the void between worlds, but in the last episode of the batch he and Sonic get to team up against the Chaos Council's forces and it's very cool.

As far as recent interpretations of Shadow go, this is a good one. He's a great foil for Sonic, which just makes me wish he could travel with Sonic to the different worlds. He's cynical and overly pragmatic in his approach, but his points aren't entirely wrong. His anger feels justified. They even let him have some snark! And Ian Hanlin is really great in the role - definitely a contender for Shadow's best voice ever. He just sounds so natural.

The other speedster Sonic fights is Chaos Sonic, the Chaos Council's take on Metal.

He can talk! Deven is basically doing a Jaleel impersonation for him? People are very mixed on this.

The idea behind Chaos Sonic is to turn Sonic's obnoxious smack talk and zingers back around on him, and I don't hate this idea, even if a lot of fans find him annoying compared to Metal Sonic. (Some comparisons have been made to Archie's Shard, but I assume this is a coincidence.) Like the rest of the script, his dialogue certainly isn't anything to write home about, but the fights he gets into with Sonic and co. are so damn fun and dynamic that I have to like him. I also like how expressive his eyes are on his dome screen face, and the animators have a ton of fun with the fact that his torso and head can rotate 360 degrees.

Unfortunately, he's destroyed at the end of his debut episode. I'm praying he gets rebuilt, because this show desperately needs better villains than the Chaos Council.

Again, the animation in Prime is maybe the best animation in any official Sonic media, period. I just wished I liked the characters and worlds enough to be invested in more of the fights. It's hard to care about the dozenth group battle against the generic Eggforcer bots and the baby in his Fisher-Price mech.

The note we end on

After fighting a giant glowing replica of the normal Eggman for... some reason? Episode 16 ends with Sonic and Nine getting into an argument over what to do with the Paradox Prism shards. Sonic wants to restore his original world, but Nine still wants to create a new, better world out of the one that's just an empty wasteland, believing he doesn't belong anywhere else. Nine angrily runs off with the shards, and Sonic is distraught as he realizes that Shadow was seemingly right about how he shouldn't trust Nine.

I kind of like this conflict, mostly because Nine is the standout character of this show. But my main problem is that we don't know what will happen when everything is fixed.

The logical assumption is that the alternate worlds will just... stop existing, right? That must be the idea if Sonic and Nine are treating restoring the original world and creating a new one in the Shatterverse as mutually exclusive options, right? If the Shatterverse disappears, will Nine and the rest all stop existing, too? The show seems unwilling to discuss this possibility, so I'm left not really knowing what the stakes are in this conflict. Nine becomes a whole lot more sympathetic and Sonic becomes a whole lot more monstrous if restoring the world will erase most of this show's cast from existence, but the thought that this could even happen doesn't seem to have crossed Sonic's mind. Sonic seems to want to take his AU friends back to the regular Green Hill - he at least wants to introduce Nine to his normal friends - but like... he can't really do that, can he? They're not gonna have four Tailses running around.

I don't really know what direction this is all headed in. I guess we just have to keep watching, even if I'm past the point of accepting that this show is mostly very mid.

It's just frustrating that everyone else working on this show is clearly giving it their all while the writers at Man of Action phone it in for so much of its runtime. The scripts drag this show down so, so hard. There are moments and episodes I like, but you have to slog through so much mediocrity to get there.

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