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#i'm claiming this song oops

jointherebellion215 · 2 months

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His Kiss, The Riot

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x female!reader

Summary: When you and your secret lover make plain to Feyd-Rautha your wishes for a life together, despite the proposed arranged marriage, he surprisingly acquiesces. But he can't let you go so easily, can he? Loosely based on the song from Hadestown.

Word Count: 1.6k

TW: manipulation, Dark!Feyd-Rautha, arranged marriage, NONCON elements, gore, violence, she/her pronouns, female!reader, tragedy, star-crossed lovers, songfic, not quite a happy ending (oops), dark dark dark interpretations of Hadestown and the story of Orpheus and Eurydice.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who read If It's True and liked, reblogged, or commented. I appreciate every single one of you. As always, I would love some feedback, likes, comments, and reblogs if you can :)

This is Part Two to my Feydestown trilogy (I'm so sorry for the pun). You can read Part One here.

AO3

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dune properties, characters, or storylines-- nor do I own anything related to Hadestown. The images used in this are not my own, and any similarities to stories or events other than what are directly referenced are strictly coincidence.

The devil takes this Orpheus

And his belladonna kiss

“So you wanna get married? Take away the woman I just offered my hand to, to whom I all but have legal claim?”

Your beloved’s replied words of affirmation to his words hold the slightest tremor, but like a dog to fresh meat, Feyd-Rautha sniffs this out immediately. Another smile graces his face. Feyd speaks to the crowd now, “Yes, I was promised the Lady’s hand in marriage. But! I am a benevolent figure, so I guess I’ll let the lovebirds go.”

The crowd starts to give polite applause, while your knees grow weak at the news. You can go? Has love really prevailed on this day?

“However,” and with that, your heart drops “I have some conditions for these… nuptials.”

You could sense the air growing thick with tension as the reality of the na-Baron’s ruling twists out of your favor.

“Conditions?” You whispered.

“Of course, my darling! I can’t make this too easy on you, now can I?” Feyd paces back and forth on the steps from which he speaks, making your eyes dart back and forth with each step he takes. Vigilance overtakes your body in case of any rash decisions.

“You two can leave the city, but it won’t be hand in hand. This pair will have to walk in single file, with the boy in the front and my darling Lady at least thirty paces behind. No ships, no speeders, no running. Walking.”

The energy of the room starts to grow more electric as the points of this term seem to set in.

“The Lady cannot speak out or make any indication of her following behind. You’ll be faced forward the whole journey. Once you reach the edge of the city and passed the threshold, you can be together for eternity.”

Your breath hitched. Seems easy enough, right?

“But, if the boy so much as turns his head to check and see if the Lady is following, the deal is off. She’ll return to me, and we will be married.”

Nothing makes a man so bold

As a woman’s smile and a hand to hold

“Is this a trick?” Your beloved asks plainly.

Feyd tilts his head, pacing down the steps to ground level. “Now, what makes you say that? I’m being generous. I’ve set my terms.” He is now nose-to-nose with the man attached to you.

“Now meet them or face the consequences.”

The hand holding yours is now pooled with sweat. You quickly and subtly jerk the arm of your beloved when he starts to protest, not recognizing a gift when he sees one. You bow, the picture of poise and grace that you were raised to be. There is still time to leave with all of your limbs intact, you could not afford to slip up now.

“We offer our most sincere gratitude, my Lord na-Baron. Thank you for this most auspicious opportunity. We will not squander it.”

Your beloved gives a clumsy bow to match yours. Feyd’s manic smile grows as he clasps his hands together. The sound echoes through the hall.

“So it shall begin!”

But all alone his blood runs thin

And doubt—doubt comes in

The pair of you hold hands, side-by-side, at the entrance of the palace gates. A crowd has followed you to the edge, with onlookers from the outside spectating the unexpected appearance of a noble. Occurrences like this did not happen often, if ever.

“You heard the terms. The Lady must walk thirty steps behind. She must not speak to you.” Your hands reluctantly separate, following the orders you were given. You can feel your heart pounding with each step that you take away from each other.

“Some of my guard will accompany you, to ensure that you comply to the letter.” Four Harkonnen warriors step forward and encase you in a square formation, leaving the love of your life alone and vulnerable. He looks back towards you, fear and doubt creeping into his eyes. You nodded at him, believing that you could succeed in your task. That you would prevail.

“You may begin.” Feyd voices, and with that—you start your journey. Step by step, you walk further through the foliage that immediately surrounds the castle gates and into the city square.

Once you and your beloved reach the horizon, Feyd turns to walk past the crowd and back into the corridor.

Your father, the Duke, bows quickly and offers his gratitude, but is ignored as the younger Harkonnen goes to gather his blade and shield. With a yell, he summons his guards to formation. As Feyd checks the integrity of his weapon, one of the Baron’s advisors tentatively steps towards him.

“My Lord, perhaps you should consider letting them go—” In the blink of an eye, the man is silenced with a swift slash to the throat. Blood spills through the advisor’s hands as he struggles to put pressure on the opening. His body flops to the floor and Feyd carelessly steps over the writhing body to march forward.

“Let’s go fetch my bride.”

Dangerous this jack of hearts

It had been almost an hour of walking by this point. There had been almost a dozen times where you wanted to give any audible indication to your lover that you were here. A whisper, a whistle, a stomp of your foot. Anything. But now you could see the edge of the city, you could almost taste it.

A life with your love was within reach.

The guards accompanying you shifted inward, almost boxing you in. You were hopeful, but nerves were creeping in.

This was going well. Too well.

The grand arch signifying the edge of the city was above your lover now. The field that you used to meet at in secret lay just beyond it. You’re almost there. Just twenty more steps and you could be together, forever.

He steps over the threshold, you see his shoulders lift and fall in an exhale. Then, the man you had fallen in love with— who you wholly believe in— slowly turns his head to lock eyes with you. A pale figure steps out from behind a pillar accompanying the arch.

The growing smile on your face immediately falls. You call out his name.

Oh no.

The na-Baron tsked and shook his head, as if scolding a child. Harkonnen troops flanked the area, giving Feyd-Rautha enough berth to have his fun. The three of you were surrounded, but only one really had the advantage.

“You were so close!”

Your beloved held out a hand, “Wait, wait! I made it over!” He started to back away in fear, unarmed and exhausted from the long walk. Colorful, ripe foliage brushed his legs as he back into your field.

“Ah, but she didn’t. So, face the consequences.”

Then his blade pierced the man you love.

Your ears started to ring, throat working itself raw as you wailed. Tears blurred your vision, you could hear the gurgles of the blood leaving your fiancé’s mouth and the slosh of his newly disemboweled entrails hitting the lush field before you.

With his kiss, the riot starts

His body made a sick thud on the floor, and your body jumped along with it.

You ran towards your dead lover, cradling his face and sobbing for the soul that was just ripped away from you. He didn’t deserve such a violent end. His only crime was loving you and being loved in return.

A chuckle sounded from above you, and you turned your tear-stained face to the brutal Harkonnen. He was covered in the blood of your lover, his spoils of war staining his pale skin. Black teeth on full display, his shoulders gave a slight shake as he expressed his humor. His laughter sparked a rage in you like you’d never seen before. It didn’t matter what bonds you may or may not have formed over the conversations you had the last week. He’s a monster. He needs to pay for what he’s done.

Red flooded your vision.

With a roar, you lunged for the man. His laugh grew more manic as you smacked, punched, kicked, and hit every visible part of him that you could identify. In your grief, every ounce of training that you received flew out the window. He took every blow with a smile, as if he enjoyed the punishment you were attempting to bestow on him.

“There we go, my darling. Show me your pain. Your rage!”

Your mind started to clear with the more hits you landed. With a quick swipe, you had the weapon that killed your beloved against the naBaron’s neck. The Harkonnen soldiers immediately stepped forward, but Feyd stopped them with a wave of his arm.

“Ah ah ah! Leave her be.” His grin almost split his face in half, specks of dried blood making a painting of his face.

“Do it. Go ahead, come on.”

He pressed his neck forward, purposefully putting pressure on his own blade. Fresh blood started to trickle down his neck, adding to the gallons already spread all over his uniform.

The shock of his willingness to put his life on the line made you hesitate, which made him cackle in your face. Your anger made you draw the blade back and slice it across his chest. A groan left Feyd’s mouth,

“Good girl.”

An unexpected thunk to the head made your vision start to spin. Feyd’s arms braced around you, slowly lowering you to your knees and down to a lying position. He cradled your head as if you were a precious commodity, when he leaned forward and captured your limp lips with his.

As black started swallowing your vision, you heard him say,

“Don’t worry, my darling bride. It’ll all be alright. You won’t feel a thing.”

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acescavern · 3 months

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SAN, WHERE ARE YOU? — CHOI SAN X FEM! READER

Paring: San x Fem!Reader

Genre: Pure smut. No plot whatsoever. There is a sprinkling of fluff if you squint?

wc: 4,825

Synopsis: Your boyfriend invites you to the fancy dress party his frat is holding to celebrate the frats birthday. Only, nobody will tell you what he's dressed as. When you spend half of the party searching for him, Jongho gives away his location.. you're in for a night of fun. One question though, Do you like scary movies?

warnings: smut, smut,smut. Ghostface!San, Velma!reader. Rough sex, unprotected sex, Knife play ( WITHOUT cutting reader. The knife isn't sharp enough for skin), praise, degradation, manhandling, sex in a treehouse, reader's hands get tied, Reader has her view restricted, everything is consented, established relationship, light choking from behind?, reader gets carpet burn. I'm not sure if I've missed something.

note: Hey! it's been a long while. oops. anyway. here, enjoy this badly written San fic! please remember that this is all fiction. This is a little darker than what i've written previously but it's more my vibe ;)

Reblogs are kinder than likes, if you can. Likes can shadowban creators. Any feedback is welcome

You didn't know what you were thinking. For starters, your costume was tight and short. You were sure the Velma outfit looked different online, instead, the material was like a tight second skin that stretched across your chest and the skirt was much shorter than the picture. You were surely careful not to bend or move too much. Your long orange socks weren't meant to be thigh-highs at all. Overall, you'd come to the conclusion that the outfit was more on the verge of a more adult theme that would pass for a party.

You still looked good. In fact, your legs looked amazing in the platform heels Mingi's girlfriend persuaded you into. She claimed that if you'd already gone this far, you may as well go all out. What sold you on the whole outfit was her mentioning that San would go insane and you'd had a knack for winding each other up lately.

So, here you were, at the KQ Frat like every other Friday night. Only this time, it was a special party. The KQ Frat as a whole was turning 5 and they'd let their dearest Song Mingi choose the theme. Okay, maybe he was put on the spot and said 'uhhhm' a lot when he was asked but he eventually stumbled out with the theme of fancy dress.

You pushed the fake glasses up your nose, swearing to yourself at the realization that you could have used your own glasses for this instead of messing around for half an hour trying to put contacts in with shaky hands. You opted to just take them off all together, setting them down on a ledge in the hall. If you had your way, you'd be at home.

Honestly, since you moved in with San things have been a lot better for you both, other than his inability to do the laundry. However, tonight you'd gotten ready at a friend's house and with him being so secretive with his costume, you hadn't a clue what to look for.

The first person you came across was your boyfriend's best friend, Wooyoung. You stifled a laugh, raising your eyebrow at him. “A vampire?” Your fingers ruffled his black and red cape, the material cheap and wrinkled. Wooyoung only rolled his eyes in annoyance.

“It was rushed! San took my costume idea!” He snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. Woo’s words came out in a slight lisp, the terrible plastic fangs moving around in his mouth so much that he just ripped them out.

What he said piqued your interest though, an overly friendly smile plastering on your face. “And..what were you going to be, Wooyoungie?” The raised eyebrow look the man gave you had you almost ashamed that you were trying to butter him up to tell you San’s costume. A girl had to do what a girl had to do.

“Don’t ‘Wooyoungie’ me!” His voice raised a pitch as he mocked you, his eyelids rapidly moving to fan his lashes in an imitation of you. “I’m not stupid, ____. San would never let me live it down if I ruined the surprise.”

That was true, Woo was already the brunt of most of the group's jokes. Though lately, they’d dwindled down in public. Anything to help save a crumb of his image in attempts to woo the library girl. You rolled your eyes and lightly whacked his arm, pushing past him with a grumbled goodbye.

The next familiar face you came across nearly took you off your feet, if only it weren't for the person behind you steadying your form. Spiderman and..Chucky? Something about the spiderman felt familiar and as your eyes lit up with hope… they soon dullened when the voice spoke. Yunho. Not San.

“Woah, careful there.” He patted the top of your head in a friendly gesture. Yunho was the most big brother friend you’d ever met and he was the one you went to for comfort whenever you and San fought. He offered the best advice sometimes. It wasn't surprising.

“I’m sorry, ____.” Chucky spoke, adjusting his cap. Except it wasn't Chucky really, it was just Hongjoong, shooting you an apologetic grin. “Have you seen my girl? She’s dressed as the bride of Chucky.” The obvious reveal that he succumbed to the couple's costume agenda had a light blush blossoming at the tips of his ears.

You shook your head, an apologetic smile tugging at your lips. "Sorry, Joong. Have you seen San?" His reply was the same as yours.

So, you kept moving, pushing through the sweaty bodies grinding together in time with the heavy thudding of music. Eventually, you managed to push through to the kitchen. Huffing out a breath, you leant against the counter. Where was San? There were so many people here, it was more packed than last year especially with the frat's growing reputation. You glanced around the space from the doorway of the kitchen once more, spotting Yeosang, dressed as Link from the zelda games, talking very animatedly with Seonghwa, who you weren't sure of his character but he looked striking in a white ruffled blouse and half corset. You suspected he was some kind of vampire, judging by the vibe.

“You’re looking for San, I take it.” A casual voice piped up from behind you, startling you to whirl around. There stood Jongho, his face half covered by a cut off white mask. He wore a suit, without the jacket. Instead, a long cape with hand painted gold swirls on the inside. He had obviously done it himself. It was certainly the best effort of Phantom of The Opera you'd seen.

“You know where he is?” Desperation laced your tone, you just wanted to see your boyfriend at this point. San had been teasing you all day over text, telling you that you’d love his outfit. That you would go crazy. He told you that he chose it with you in mind.

Jongho gave a nonchalant shrug, his eyes looking toward the back patio door. “Maybe, try looking out there.” Your shoulders relaxed, a grin overtaking your painted lips. You were about to set off in that direction when he held up a gloved hand. “You didn’t hear it from me, ____. Okay?”

With an endearing eye roll, you brought your fingers across your mouth in a zipping motion that earned you an approving nod. Now, you set off outside carefully, being mindful of the shoes you were wearing. They were practically stilts to you. Your fingers held down the ends of your skirt, worried it might blow up in the breeze. Even though ninety percent of the party goers were indoors out of the cold. Speaking of cold, goosebumps rose against your exposed skin as you squinted through the darkness.

“San?” You called, rounding the pool to the concrete slabs that paved the way to the tree at the bottom of the yard. “Sannie?”

You hated it down here. The frat house was a huge place. You often wondered how on earth the guys managed to score it. But with eighteen people living there, it was much needed. The thing was, with the big house came the big garden. The bottom of the garden, whilst still kept mowed, was mostly unused. Save for a few sheds.. But it was creepy and always sent a chill up your spine. Though that could be the cemetery on the other side of the fence. All in all, with the massive house the guys were sure was haunted and the cemetery backing onto the place.. It was just spooky all around.

You stood for a moment, a shiver running down your spine as a whisper of wind rushed by your ear. “San, come on.. this isn’t funny..” Silence. “I’m cold..” A rustle sounded to your left, your head snapping in that direction.

You began to tentatively approach, trying to make sure your heels don’t sink into the grass. You bit back a scream at the sudden animal sprinting out from behind the shrubbery, your palm pressed against your heart as it pounded in your chest. Your breath left you as a sharp exhale of relief. You chuckled at yourself, shaking your head as you turned.. Though you didn’t get far.

You turned straight into a broad, hard chest. A small scream left you, the masked man's hands reaching out to grip your hips. The figure was wearing a ghostface mask, something sheathed in his belt glinting in the moonlight. Although, the familiarity in the way his strong hand splayed on your body as he held you, you knew it was him.

San’s Ghostface robe was open, revealing his black jeans and a shirt that stretched across his torso. Your eyes once more caught the glint at his waist. “A real knife? San, are you craz-” He said nothing, only span you around with your back to his chest. One of his hands drifted up your body to cover your mouth, it was then that you noticed the leather gloves as you felt them against your skin.

“You look like a treat, ____.” He hushed in your ear, the plastic of his mask bumping against the side of your face with how close his head was to you. “Now, Velma, you think you can climb that ladder?” he pointed a gloved hand to the tree, the stepped ladder made up of wooden slats fixed together. At least it was sturdy.

You nodded mutedly against his hand, resisting the urge to turn to face him when he let you go completely with a part pat to your behind. “Good girl.” His voice was smooth to the ear, “Off you go.” With a nudge to the small of your back, he urged you on.

It was a slight struggle to climb the ladder with the way you were dressed, but San was close behind you. When you made it to the doorway of the treehouse, you waited for him as you stood on the ladder. San slotted his feet either side of yours on the same ladder rung, his body caging you against it as he produced the keys for the door. The tree house was in regular use by the frat, mostly so the house didn’t smell of weed whenever the landlord decided to randomly drop by for house inspections.

The treehouse itself was very sturdily built, with an old bedroom door that was previously Mingi’s and the hole in the middle fixed over with planks of wood screwed in place. The floor was covered in carpet that used to be in Hongjoong’s room. A few beanbags dotted around the place and for lighting there were battery operated fairy lights strung around the square perimeter. It was a cute little hangout that San had quite literally banished everybody from for tonight.

With the door now open, you were about to climb in when San’s hands landed on your waist again. His strong grip practically hauled you up and into the treehouse. With a noise of surprise, you landed on your stomach, scrambling up on your hands and knees to crawl to one of the beanbags. The door shut behind you, you noted San didn’t bother to lock it.

San was silent. You almost wondered if he even came here with you but when his leather clad fingers curled around your ankle and a low chuckle rumbled in the back of his throat. “Where are you going, Baby?” His voice was a mocking coo as he pulled you toward him, your body dragging across the carpet causing your skirt to drift up to your waist. “Didn’t you miss me?” His voice sounded close to your ear again now and you felt his presence close to your back but he wasn’t actually touching you.

“Sa-” He interrupted you, his voice completely dropping his act to murmur to you softly. “Do you trust me?” He stayed poised above you, his body weight on his arms so he’s not touching you.

You twisted underneath him, rolling onto your back to stare up at him. Although, you only saw his mask. Your hands reached out, fingers delicately lifting his mask up for you to see his eyes. His lips quirked at the corners when you cupped his cheeks. “I trust you with my life, Sannie.” You arched your neck up your lips pressing the lightest of kisses to his jaw. “You’re doing good. We spoke about this, remember?” Your thumbs grazed small circles on the apples of his cheeks, San’s brown eyes closing as he leaned into your touch.

It was true. You both had spoken about this forever ago, You’d established the limits and words to use if either of you were uncomfortable. The only thing you both hadn’t settled on was when. You both agreed to keep that a surprise and to San, today was perfect. So, with a sure nod, he lightly battered your hands away from his face to pull the mask back down and sink back into character.

You instead began to let your hands wander over his back, the muscles prominent from holding himself up. When they drifted down to his behind, the intent to give him a playful squeeze, your hands froze. San grinned behind the mask, seeing your eyes light up in surprise. He could see the excitement swimming in them and he knew you’d just encountered the feel of the rope tucked into his back pocket beneath the robe. Perfect opportunity. Your boyfriend rose himself to his knees, his right hand disappearing beneath the black material to pull the soft rope from his pocket. It wasn’t too heavy duty. Actually… it was just the craft string that was tied around his christmas present from you.

San was quick and efficient with the way he pinned your hands to the carpet above your head. He paused, his eyes darting around to search for something to fix them to. His gaze landed on the small table next to one of the beanbags, a grin overtaking his features behind the mask once more. Instead of dragging your body across the carpet again, San pulled the table closer threading the twine string around the leg before fastening both of your wrists against it.

You watched him obediently, pretending to struggle at least a little bit. It added to the excitement after all. San let his eyes properly travel over your body and your outfit in the soft glow of the fairy lights. You couldn’t see his facial reactions but it excited you all the more. The adrenaline of the situation had you panting in anticipation. You felt his fingers brush over your ankle once more, ghosting up, up, up… his hand now cupping over your thigh, leathered index finger brushing the edge of your panties. He was taking his sweet time but his other hand was hovering over the handle of the knife at his waistband. Not yet.

The first thing to go was your tight orange shirt. It was roughly pulled over your head just to expose your torso. With your hands tied there was no way to fully remove it but San liked the way it restricted your arms above your head even further.

“Hm,” he made a sound in the back of his throat. “I think we’ll keep this, what do you think?” Even though he had asked you.. his tone suggested there was no room for negotiation, his fingers tugging at the hem of your skirt just once.

You felt him push the material higher to pool at your waist once more. San’s touch was feather light, teasing as he circled it around your navel and down to your waistline. Now was when his free hand curled around the handle of the knife in his belt. Your breathing hitched, body completely still as you felt the cold metal against your collarbone. Your eyes were staring at the ceiling, lips parted. A sound caught in your throat as he dragged it down your body, you could feel that the blade was dull and not sharp enough to actually cut your skin… it was either that or San was pressing very lightly.

“Shh,” He hushed, letting the point of the blade drag across your hardened nipple over the sheer fabric of your bra. “I’ve got you, now.” The point broke through the fabric, San lifting it away from you to slice your bra cup straight through the middle.

His face appeared in your vision and you could only imagine him looking absolutely elated with how glassy your eyes looked. He tutted, “You’ve seen enough, I think.” He set the knife on your sternum as he pulled your shirt down your arms enough to cover the top half of your head, blanking out your vision.

Your body squirmed between his thighs, small sounds of struggle leaving your parted lips. “San, I wanna see you.” You whined, wrists twisting in their binds before you'd remembered they were currently immobile.

“Keep still.” San warned, his tone was far from the soft and loving boyfriend you usually encountered. San was rarely dominant in bed with you, he preferred to lovingly worship your body and praise you with sweet nothings.

This was pleasantly different. His touch was firmer, his grip harsher and his demands had arousal shooting straight through your body. Like the good girlfriend you were, you stilled. San lifted the Ghostface mask up to uncover his mouth, not that you could even see.

Your body flinched in surprise when you felt cool air blow across your exposed nipple. San could only nod to himself in satisfaction. He loved the reactions he could draw from your body without even touching you. He lowered his mouth further, plush lips enveloping the peaked flesh into his warm mouth.

Your hands clenched into fists, longing to dive themselves into his hair. You were totally restricted, completely at San's mercy. The thought alone had a soft moan drifting into the silence. You felt his touch leave you again, the knife's weight leaving your sternum. You felt the material of your bra pull away from you in the middle, the sound of tearing fabric mixing with your breathing.

Your bra was now loose, the cups falling completely to the sides to expose you further. “Hey.” You protested weakly. That bra was expensive.

San could only laugh softly as he dropped a kiss between your breasts. “She finally talks.” He drawled, the feeling of the cold blade starting back at your collarbone once more.

The sharpness of the thin coldness trailed down your middle, a circle made around your belly button before it lifted from your exposed skin only briefly. You felt it again on your waistline, right where your panties sat. San made an appreciative sound in the back of his throat, flattening the blade to firmly tap it against your clothed center.

The feeling had you mewling beneath him, struggling to stay still. The panties were the next thing to go, San pulling the torn fabric from under you after he had successfully cut it away from your body only to drop the arousal coated garment on your chest.

“Please..” Your beg came as a desperate cry, you needed some sort of relief. The wait was killing you.

You were rewarded with San shushing you yet again. “If you're looking for any mercy here, ____, you're out of luck.”

San's left hand pinned your hips down, his other manning the knife. The knife where he had used the flat of the blade to press it to your, now bare, core. You knew you were wet, you could feel it. Hell, you could hear it when the metal was tapped against you again. Your moan raised a pitch, the hand holding your hips moving and allowing your hips to rock dangerously against the flat of the knife.

“I wish you could see yourself, baby.” San's voice deepened, sounding huskier as he watched you. “My girl. So needy to get off, you're rubbing yourself on a kitchen knife.” He tutted. “Pathetic, don't you think?”

You could think of a single coherent thought. Gasps drawing from you as all you could do was nod and cry out when the surface your hips were working against was removed.

You were sure you would remember this night forever… The thrill rushing through your veins. You thought San had gotten up. You thought he left you there for a moment until his fingers dug into your cheeks, palm holding your jaw tight. He squeezed, forcing your mouth to open. “Tongue.”

It was a one-word demand and yet you knew the instruction, your mouth opening wide to poke out your flattened tongue. San's harsh breathing was heard as he very carefully let the knife rest on the pink muscle. More specifically, the side he coated with yourself. You whined once more.

“Clean it.” San encouraged, watching with interest as you followed his every command and collected your own taste. He was so hard it was painful but he wanted to drag this night out… He thought his decision over, curious, lust blown eyes taking in the sight of you.

You, with your skirt bunched at your waist. You, with your orange thigh high socks, your ridiculous shoes, your arms trussed up above your head, your shirt covering half of your face, your ruined bra exposing your chest, your chest where your ripped panties lie. You, with your trust in him to carry out such fantasies. San was done waiting. He wanted you and he wanted you now.

The loud clang of an object being thrown away was harsh to your ears, the object thudding against the carpet. San had thrown the knife far away from you both, his fingers frantically fumbling with his belt buckle and zipper. “I'm done fucking waiting.” He panted sharply, shoving his jeans and boxers down just enough to let his cock free.

You wished you could see him, you wished you could see how red the swollen tip of his cock was. You wished you could watch the thick vein along his shaft throb before your eyes… the bead of precum smeared across the head. The image had a zing of pleasure pulsing through your clit.

“San, please.” You begged, “Please. I've been good, right?” You hadn't a clue what you were babbling. Your words tumbled out of your mouth quickly before your brain could filter.

San groaned, “Yes, Baby.” You felt him brush against your entrance. “You have.” In one sharp snap forward of his hips, San sheathed himself into your warm, wet pussy. “F-Fuck..” His grip was back on your body again, maneuvering your legs back by your thighs as he gave you time to adjust to the sheer stretch his cock gave you.

San's big palms spread over the backs of your thighs, opting to just gather your ankles in one hand to push your legs back against your torso. You felt the burn of your thigh muscles at your body being bent this way but your main focus was still trying to relax your tight grip around his cock.

“Relax for me.” San murmured, his free hand settling on your pubic area.. you wondered what the purpose of the hand placement was until his leather-gloved thumb made contact with your clit.

San stayed perfectly still as his thumb moved in slow circles, your body eventually relaxing to the pleasure coursing through you. Your chest rose and fell harshly the faster his thumb moved. San watched you through the mask intently, how your facial features slackened. Small moans of his name bounced off the wooden walls of the treehouse, the fairy lights casting a beautiful glow across your skin that San could look at forever.

San knew you were getting close, he knew your body. He knew that when your teeth sunk into your bottom lip it meant you were on the edge of an orgasm and for a moment he felt bad to rip your peak right away from you by stopping his thumb.

“No, no! San, that's not fair!” Your eyes fluttered harshly to adjust as he lifted the shirt from your eyes. Your legs were let go, dropping each side of his body.

San's fingers skillfully untied the knots of your binds, rubbing at the marks on your wrists for a mere moment. He pulled completely from you, your expression frowning in confusion.

“What are yo–” You were roughly rolled onto your stomach, your body manhandled so you were on your knees and your naked torso was flush to the carpet. “Fuck!” Your curse abruptly escaped you as he entered you once more without warning, San's pelvis flush to your behind.

Your fingers grip on the carpet was torn away when San gathered your arms behind your back, wrists tethered together once more with the twine. “Stay fucking still.” He grunted, a harsh swat of his hand smacking your ass cheek eliciting a long moan from you.

He gave another swat to the other cheek. Matching red hand prints on display. Punishment for trying to lift your head. It didn't matter anymore, San fixed that problem by keeping a hand closed around the back of your neck, the side of your face roughly rubbing against the carpet with each hard thrust of his hips.

San fucked you like a man possessed, not a single break between thrusts. His belt jingled with his rapid movements. “See what you get when you do as you're told for once, hmm?” His voice was broken with his own noises of pleasure.

You weren't much better, your mouth permanently open with screams of his name and the word ‘yes’ repeating on loop. Your brain felt hazy, pleasantly so. You weren't even aware of your volume or even the patch of drool soaking the floor under your mouth. San had never fucked you like this before.

“You're so fucked out you haven't even noticed you're being fucked raw.” The pressure on your neck increased, a garbled noise from you being muffled by the floor.

You barely registered San's free hand fumbling around for something until the light of his phone screen was shoved in front of your face. The camera app. The idea had your thighs trembling. Your face had a far away look to it, one you hardly recognized as yourself. You watched pliantly as San propped the device against the table leg that your hands were previously tied to before hitting the capture a few times.

San could feel you shaking against him, his hips stuttering a moment when you clenched around him. The arm that wasn't holding you down snaked around you, his fingers finding your clit to rub fast, tight circles.

He'd never heard you scream so loud when the orgasm wracked through your body. Toes curling in your heels, nails digging into your palms. The feeling slammed into you abruptly, rippling through your pussy. Anyone outside would think you were being murdered.

San tore the mask off his face, his head tipping back on a long guttural moan. You knew he'd just come inside you, you'd know what that sound meant anywhere. Even if you didn't feel the slow softening of his cock, or the excess come smear on your skin as his thrusts slowed to a stop.

The both of you were panting harshly. San gently patted your waist, letting go of your neck to work on untying your wrists again. “Wow.” You huffed, arms falling limply to the floor with exhaustion. The cool breeze felt nice against your heated, sweat sheened skin.

He hummed in light agreement, his palms coasting up and down your back and sides for a moment before he withdrew from you. San was quick to reach up to the small table for the box of tissues he had brought up here when he prepared the treehouse that morning.

Your boyfriend always prided himself with being gentle with your aftercare. San made sure to clean your abused pussy as best he could in that moment before he gathered your limp body in his arms. “My limbs don't work.” You mumbled, your head resting on his shoulder as San brought you both to one of the big bean bags. His touch was the most gentle it had been all evening, palms trying to rub some warmth and life back into your body.

“Mmh, That was definitely something..” San agreed, draping a blanket over you both.

The two of you sat there in the blissful afterglow for a while. Bodies tangled together, your head against San's shoulder and your fingers playing with the hair at the back of his neck and San's own hands lovingly rubbing over your body to soothe you.

After a few minutes, your fingers stopped and San was sure you'd fallen asleep until–

“I have carpet burn on my cheek.”

©️acescavern, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted or translated and reposted. reblogs are accepted.

#Choi San #ateez #acescavern #Ateez smut #ateez fluff #san atz #atz smut #san smut #san x reader #san fanfic #san fluff #san #san ateez #ateez san #choi san smut #choi san x reader #choi san #atz

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thyln4gf · 2 months

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Light me up

✞ You, a well known rockstar. Your boyfriend, the golden boy of F1. Its a constant "battle" of "who's gonna have more of their fans turn to the 'other side?'"

✞ I have synesthesia! Here's 5 songs that I associate with this fic: "Light me up" - The Pretty Reckless, "Scarlet cross" - Black Veil Brides, "Scars" - Papa Roach, "honey (are u coming?)" & "baby said" - Måneskin.

✞ Warnings: Suggestive comments and pictures, fluffy relationship shite, cursing, google translate (italian). SMAU.

✞ Charles x rockstar!reader

✞ Face Claim - Taylor Momsen (The Pretty Reckless)

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theprettyreckless: AND THAT'S A WRAP! Thank you, Montreal, for being so welcoming. Three cheers for this sweet, sweet tour. And to many more in the future. À la prochaine, mes chéris.

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yourusername: LETSFUCKINGGOOOO

yourbsf1: you were crying about this to me on facetime for half an hour. Then while picking the photos for the post. Then writing the caption.

yourusername: exposing me? Just like that? Bro... :(

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yourbsf2: #exposingy/nera

username1: I CAN SEE MY HAND!!! #famousera

username2: y/n's mic stand wasn't the only thing whose straightness has been broken tonight (liked by yourusername)

username3: yo... leclerc in the likes👀

username4: holy shit??? You're right

username6: calm down, y/n is friends with Damiano. Charles probably just likes her band too!

username5: who the hell is leclerc???

username7: what rock have all of you been living under? They have been together for years.

damianodavid: onorato che tu ci abbia portato in tour con te! Un sacco d'amore❤️(liked by yourusername, theprettyreckless, maneskinofficial)

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username9: what the fuck

username10: Charles got too nervous and asked Carlos to comment something methinks (liked by carlossainz55, yourusername)

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yourusername: life recently: post tour edition. The depression is hitting HARD. #noonetalktomeimturningemo

yourbsf2: mommy?? (liked by yourusername)

yourusername: not here, kitten whiskers...

yourbsf2: but...☹️

yourbsf1: get a ROOM. Jesus....

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yourusername: 😇

yourbsf2: i saw her take that shirt off, and y'all did not🧚

charles_leclerc: @/yourusername ???

yourusername: uhhh.... 🏃‍♀️💨

username11: you just made eggs look tasty

username12: FUUUUCK them eggs. Have you seen the last slide??

username13: THE LAST PHOTO??? MOTHER.

username14: I don't know what to be jealous of first - her tits, the food, or the fact that she got some good dick IN the car... (liked by yourusername)

username15: im fine!! This is fine!!!

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charles_leclerc: you cried when the cat decided to leave your lap.

yourusername: :,( bro...

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charles_leclerc: I'm not sorry.

charles_leclerc: waitwaitwait @/yourusername WHY IS SHE CALLING ME.

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charles_leclerc: Y/N L/N

yourusername: neither of us is a punk OR does ballet tho... (liked by charles_leclerc)

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yourusername: @/charles_leclerc !!!

username16: OHMYGODJDJDJ???

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yourusername: datenightdatenightdatenightdatenightdateni-

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yourusername: darling... you fell asleep.

charles_leclerc: i was resting my eyes!

yourusername: you snored. I have a picture of you drooling. (liked by yourbsf1, yourbsf2, landonorris)

landonorris: can confirm

charles_leclerc: Y/N??

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yourusername: fermare! Sto arrossendo🫠

charles_leclerc: sono d'accordo. (liked by yourusername, vicdeangelis)

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username18: im not okay. Im not fine. WHAT????

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username20: the last slide... does that mean exactly what i think it does?

username21: oh it definitely does.

username22: the sexual tension between me, the fork, and the toaster right now...

username23: the final boss WAG

username24: i'd call y/n the best wag ever, but she's kinda the main character here...

yourusername uploaded a story:

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matthewkniesys · 10 months

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pittsburgh - trevor zegras x famous singer!reader au

a/n: so every time gracie plays a new show at the eras tour i'm making an edit for it (since shes the face claim) so here you go!! reader is currently working on a podcast so shes kinda dropping hints. her and trevor are starting to interact online a little and people know they're at least "friends". also im so sorry this is so late. hope you like it

trevor zegras x famous singer!reader

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yourusernameofficial - thank you so much pittsburgh for the amazing crowd i love you all so much especially the girl in the front row screaming her head off to my songs🫶 and look who i found in pittsburgh...louie!!! the most amazing dog oh and i guess trevor

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↳ yourusernameofficial - cause its trevor

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trevorzegras - louie is the star of the show but that hurt my feelings

↳ yourusernameofficial - too bad i just love louie wayyy more than you

fanaccount3 - TREVOR AND Y/N INTERACTING IN THIS SOCIETY??? I CAN'T HANDLE IT

y/nupdatesss - hottest couple award goes to them for sure

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trevorzegras - no i'm not following y/n around

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↳ trevorzegsishot - they look so happy together!!!

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yourusernameofficial - he's following me

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trevorzegras - i burnt the food so we had to go out...

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yourusernameofficial - trev sucks at playing guitar

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trevorzegras - just friends :)

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chaifootsteps · 7 months

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I could give a little bit of info I remember from the top of my head that I didn’t save, it might not be 100% accurate of what she’s really said since it’s been over a year I’m not even sure if I’ve sent these included

-Brandon wasn’t on board with Stolitz, but he wasn’t involved with Loo Loo Land’s writing and that gave Vivzie full say on adding Stolitz in the episode. It ended up “growing on him”

-Brandon had most involvement writing Harvest Moon Festival

-Vivzie claims she couldn’t bring Norman Reedus back because of scheduling issues (This was way before Western Energy came out)

-I believe Vivzie mentioned thoughts on a Fizzarolli spin-off before she’s mentioned the Heaven one, that could explain the upcoming Mammon episode and Fizz’s recent song being the first one to have it’s separate video after Oops came out

-Whenever someone asks for advice on showrunning, she always warns them not to do it and how stressful the work can be. She barely has a life outside of work and that could also explain why everytime she’s out it’s always a big trip as seen in her Instagram account.

That’s all I can remember so again, let’s hope we can get more recent info from others.

-Patreon anon

I'm sure picking fights with your critics on Twitter while Spindlehorse supervisors are terrible to animators is incredibly stressful, Vivzie. Better take in a few more of those musicals or another trip to Disneyland.

(You could have stopped this, Brandon. You could have stopped this evil before it began.)

#Anonymous #vivziepop #vivziepop critical #actual blog post #Patreon anon

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ronearoundblindly · 1 year

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Bite-size food got me thinking...

I'm picturing Ari pinching a small piece of food between his fingers and asking Reader to have a taste.

(Long story short, his fingers touched her lips and the sexual tension is off the charts🤭🤭)

OOPS. IT GOT SPICY AGAIN... (I am aware that I have forgotten what tense I'm trying to write this in but I'm not going back through to edit, surray.)

Saucy, a Bedrock and Blueprints drabble (see previous)

This started at that 'chick bar' Ari used to hate, the one he always teases you about, but it's because they serve sampler platters.

He thought it was *soooo* stupid, ordered himself a "real, man-sized meal," and then proceeded to ask you what everything on your plate was and if it was good.

So you put some on a fork and tried to move it to his plate for him to taste which was a huge hassle and practically a tiny cutlery duel to get it transferred over. The next time you simply picked it up in your fingers and brought it to his mouth.

This is after Ari's epiphany that he likes you, so what would have probably gone without a second thought is haunting him now. His lips were on your fingers. He could faintly smell the soap from your hand, and he curled his tongue up between your fingers around the bite so he could lick your skin. He claimed it was for the sauce.

Joke is on Ari because if he thought him doing that would have an effect on you, he was very wrong. Not only did that contact torture him all night and quite a few days after, he now has the image of you immediately licking the remaining sauce off your own fingers and has regularly masturbated to the idea.

Then Ari gets bolder and takes a chance on handing you bites. This is also a blessing and a curse. Sure, the first time you were very delicate, no contact with his skin, just plucking the food away with your teeth, but that's not what Ari wanted. He tries again.

He's hoping for your lips and tongue, but he got worse.

In the middle of trying to snag the bite from his fingers, the band changes songs, and it just so happens to be a cover of that one song you've taught him to like--and that weirdly taught him he likes you.

You pause with your whole mouth wrapped around his fingers, huge doe eyes lifting to meet his before you smile. Your hand raises to grab his wrist and push his hand away while you basically slurp the food back. It's milliseconds probably, in reality, in real-time that is not what Ari is experiencing it as.

Because now he has an image and a feeling. He's seen and felt your fingers around the girth of his wrist--and yes, it's just his fucking wrist but he pops a boner right there like a damn teenager, thanking the heavens that the bar is still dark like normal and there's a table in the way--and the feel of suction from your mouth.

And then you grin, and you laugh, and you wipe the corner of your fucking mouth like it's nothing.

It takes the whole song for him to recover, but he's only recovered enough to get you home before he honestly can't even drive back to his own apartment without jacking off with a very detailed instant replay running through his head.

He's lucky he makes it to the house repairs before he snaps. He was bound to break hard when he did though.

[Next Part]

This poor guy. Hope I can finish up the chapter where he gets laid soon 🤣 but it's currently at 4.5k and I'm not done....in fact, I don't think he even has a condom on yet! OMG yikes, this is gonna be long.

#ari levinson fanfiction #ari levison x reader #ari levinson x you #ari levinson imagine #ari levinson fluff #ari levinson smut #ro answers #bedrock and blueprints #series

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gnirewolf · 5 months

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woooo year end creative review!

I made a silly anime review video thing here:

youtube

didn't get around to making other anime videos oops... I wrote a few scripts and just never actually made the videos XwX also it's blobby to dodge copyright claims; I didn't have the patience to find a Good solution to the problem

and I made a few songs here:

and that's pretty much it if I'm being honest! this is kinda just an excuse to actually, post about them here, cuz I never did that I don't think. SO if u wanna see the kinda things I make, there's some links.

#my art #music #videos #2023 review #Youtube #SoundCloud

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undertalethingems · 1 year

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Hey, I'm the anon who mentioned the Bonetrousle chords! So it's actually really funny because believe it or not I didn't mean to allude to hearing Gaster's theme (oops), haha, I meant more that I generally found the chords interesting, particularly in the way that Davi described them and how they contrast against the main melody! Gaster's theme certainly would've been cool though, haha. Music is great! Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed the video!! :) have a great day!!

oh lol-- listen, you can't say "very, very interesting" to an undertale fan and expect them to not think of gaster XDD BUT i'm pretty sure Bonetrousle is a song that has been claimed to have gaster's theme hidden in it, which is why i didn't question it XD

But yes! his descriptions are what make his videos stand out to me, and I look forward to him doing more Undertale songs in the future ^^

#undertalethingem chats

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ladedanixie · 7 months

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I'm just gonna address this under the cut.

I love helluva boss. Its not a perfect show, but I deeply enjoy it and have re-watched it to death, especially when I was in bad spot. So when I critique it, its not from a place of hatred or pettiness, its more from a place of knowing how good it could be with better execution and focus. Now that I have gotten that out of the way, onto what I wanna say.

Just because someone critiques the show, or dislikes something you liked, does not mean they lack media comprehension or are just a hater. For example, Western Energy and Ozzie's being addressed in texts on Stolas' phone or people not understanding Blitz also cares about Stolas. Or even Seeing Stars, or Queen Bee not giving time to have an awkward moment or two. They say it'll be addressed eventually or its subtext.

And I'd concur. The show isn't over yet, it has 2 and 1/2 seasons more to go. But, that doesn't mean everything done so far is perfect.

First off, I understand that Blitz cares, Truth Seekers proves that, Ozzie's proves that, but if you're defending the texts in Western Energy or even the picture Blitz has on his phone of him and Stolas in Ozzie's, I'd like to counter that with not everyone is as obsessed with the show as you or me. There are casual fans, who yes, will throw their hat in the ring and critique the show, they usually don't pause or go back to read or double check the photos. That and some world-building elements, like the difference between Sinners and demons and imps, aren't explicitly addressed in the show. Sure Season 2 has somewhat addressed it, but there wasn't clarity and most causal viewers only know because other more invested viewers tell them. I know this because I'm a huge fan, and my friend who I got into the show, often asks for explanations.

People nitpick sometimes sure, like in Oops, when most people asked why didn't they just shoot Fizz (my friend was one of them), whereas I didn't think anything of it (probably mostly because I play dnd and I accepted Fizz's song as a Nat 20 on performance). Or claimed the song was too long, I loved the song and how long it was.

But nitpicks aren't bad, nor is all nitpicks made by solely casual fans. And not all critiques are nitpicks. I personally think that some bring up good points. Such as Western Energy and how Ozzie's was addressed in a series of texts between Blitz and Stolas, which if you blinked, you could have missed it. That and in order to read them, you would have to go back and go by frame by frame to read it. Pausing in-between. I am not of the belief that the texts should have been cut, but I do believe it could have been acknowledged if only a little in Seeing Stars (which I do have my opinions on, but I'll that in another post.) Because that would have been better structurally and could have set up the texts better.

Now to address another argument people make against critiques. And I will use Season 2 as my main example. Most people argue that the reason why Season 2 has gotten so much flack is due to people's built up expectations, the fanon, they created in their head. And sure that might be true. I've seen it in the reaction to Stella, which Sarcastic Chorus on youtube did a fantastic video on that that addresses the issue about that far better than I ever could. So check that out.

But I'll touch on it here anyway. Season 1 Stella was barely fleshed out. All we knew was that she was angry that Stolas cheated. Some eagle eyed views noticed her anger seemed to be mostly about him sleeping with an Imp and not the cheating, but aside from that, a picture, and a few split second scenes (Pilot: Blitz apologizing to her. Her telling Stolas to get up instead of her. Octavia briefly mentioning her.) We didn't know anything else about her. Some folks theorized about her in ways that created a lot of depth, only for Season 2 to reveal she was purely one dimensional with no sympathetic virtues whatsoever.

She was an abusive wife bound to Stolas out of a non negotiable duty to the Goetia family. It absolved Stolas of any responsibility or fault. Western Energy took it a step further and then robbed her of any weight as a villain in the story by introducing her brother and making him the mastermind. While Stella was painted as a pretty, petty, short-sighted, spoiled, impulsive brat. Which that's ok. I'm fine with her one dimensionality. Since the show never promised more than that. But some folks were really angry about it, claiming that the show did promise more. Now, that is a good example of building castles out of nothing but a potential future. Not to say that people aren't allowed to be disappointed with Stella's lack of depth. Because while the show didn't promise more, the lack of concrete evidence to the contrary allowed the space for potential. Thus, this is also a good example of how the show could have avoided this, if it were only clearer about Stella's personality from the beginning. Perhaps a scene or two more illustrating this.

This doesn't mean, that I think the creators suck. I do think they are doing the best they can, and are putting a lot of effort into the story. No, I don't think that I could do it better. Which sidebar, sometimes dissatisfaction with the execution of a story, and wanting to do it better i.e. your way, can lead to some pretty cool things. Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao comes to mind (The author took inspo from Darling in the Franxx, they were unhappy with how it executed it's concept and they took it and made Iron Widow.) Or any multitude of fanfic. Or stories inspired by stuff in the public domain. But critique is ok, it helps with becoming a better writer/story teller. It tells you what works and what doesn't. Moreover, critique is always a suggestion not a command. Yes, haters exist, entitled fans exist, and people who completely miss the point exist. And yes, smaller projects tend to get more flack, especially when it involves queer stories, but that doesn't mean the rest is all noise. Multiple things can be true at once.

Claiming that people just don't understand subtlety or that they are plain stupid, is just disheartening. As though the only way to enjoy a show is to do so without complaint. I will admit I dislike negativity as much as the next person. I do in fact avoid it. Hell sometimes I don't like seeing critique. And yes, people are allowed to dislike, or express distaste with people critiquing the show. But again, it feels as though its being held on a pedestal, as though it can do no wrong, and its kinda a dangerous mindset to maintain. Nothing is above critique, nothing is perfect, and that includes your favorite shows.

Now does this mean that Helluva Boss is inherently a bad show? No. Are there problems with it? Yes. But, Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder though. Which means not everyone agrees. But I love this show. What's wrong with wanting to see it do its best, live up to its potential? (Oops is epitome of Helluva Boss's potential in my opinion, btw, and I look forward to more.)

Besides, Helluva Boss's creators are still gonna do what they are gonna do. Does it matter what someone on the internet says about it?

#helluva boss critical #helluva boss #and helluva boss fandom critical?#long post

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petrichoraline · 1 year

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Six recent song favourites

thank youu sm @idletype 💖 i haven't really been listening to music that much lately but there are songs i keep gravitating towards, i'll talk about those and try to be short 😊

HALAZIA by ATEEZ - i didn't like it the first time i listened to it, the second time i gave it a try was a few days later and i've liked it a lot since; my go to song for a while

YOUTH by KIHYUN - especially that live jam session in a field during a sunset, mwah 👌

CALM DOWN by REMA and SELENA GOMEZ - everytime i hear it on tv i get joyful, that's simply it

and now the half w/ some links included:

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STILL LOVE YOU by HONGKI and HWESUNG - this one is a must-listen. you can't claim to know kpop's best vocalists till you've heard these two. i had listened to it before because of hwesung's high note, recently a video of him devouring came up on my fyp so i revisited it and jam to it regularly now

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TINNITUS by TXT - ngl this is a representative for the album haha, i listen to the whole thing, although i have faves; it's all very fresh imo, they have me dancing

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LOSE by WONHO - idk when i got it on my playlist tbh, i listened to it a long time ago but now that its found its way to me again, i appreciate it more

shoutout to 파이팅 해야지 by BSS ft. YOUNGJI cause i listen to it (esp the chorus) about 20 times a day (carats on tiktok have seen the challenge so many timesss, not to mention a new version is released every day, promotions go hard for the nation's moodmaker)

also to the JUST BEING FRIENDLY cover from MSP, it's that OST's world and we're just living in it

honourable mentions - a bunch of specific parts from songs i hear on tiktok daily and still enjoy lmao, for example Opp's verse in Get Loose; that part in the sped up version of Camila Cabello's Shameless; the chorus of Stand by Cute

i'm so curious about people's music tastes so i might tag quite a lot of people oops

also!! as per usual i don't tag people i think wouldn't want to participate, assume have done it or i just miss but i am interested so if you want please do it and tag me even if you're not listed here, okay? okay!👍@fangirlmedstudentblog @howitrulyam @gillianthecat @maleficent-cannoli @himbodelamain @lelephantsnail @belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas @saturnskyline @pink-skies-blog @catboyjosten @hometothecanyonmoon @justafriend-ql @hello-n-goodbye @rythyme @lotusclouding @biochemjess @sugarbabywenkexing @n0hshinwoo @catwalkninja @anotherthingsstuff @jingyanwang @callipigio @vickyawesome @legendaryrooftopscene @neo-neos @sillsif @cloriix @sommmnus @peerless-airplane

#feel free to do the other two tag stuff ill post soon im too shy to @ this many people in them #im itching to tag a few moots but overthinking is a bitch #please tell me if you dont like being tagged in this type of thing for future reference youll ease my anxiety a lot

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wolfdude-8 · 24 days

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Wolfy's Worlds Masterpost

As of now, I have 4 worlds I'm currently working on and plan to show:

TOH Witchsona Verse (as I call it)

Skyrim OCs

My Own Original Story Called "Into the Unknown"

Another Original Story Called "Thriller High"

At this point in time, I mostly have the Witchsona Verse and Skyrim OC stories fleshed out the most (probably because I have to create my own rules for the other 2 worlds lol).

TOH Witchsona Verse:

Character refs:

Grandparent aka "Boomer" Generation:

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (1/3) What better way to start out the Boomer Generation than with Arthur's (mostly) shitty grandparents? :)

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (2/3) Tiffany really be the only one in this post that is living and being a good grandparent. 😔

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (3/3) I kid you not, when I showed my cister the ref of Amadeus she said, "She (Sherri) fell in love with THAT?"

Parent Generation:

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (1/3) In this lovely collection we have: Dwarf mom, Big Dad Wolf, Chaos Incarnate Sr. , and The Dead One.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (2/3) In this collection we have: Heavens to Betsy She Dead, Gangster Baker (who is also dead), and Mermaid MILF.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (3/3) IDK what to put here, honestly.

Current Generation (Side Characters):

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (1/2) I realize now this post is basically just some siblings and their love interests, lol.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (2/2) I've got a blank space baby. And I'll write your name.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Anyone else the kind of OC creator where sometimes all it takes is a song to spiral them into character creation, or is that...

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Are you yeti for it? I'll see myself out...

With these two, they won't be as dived into, but will pop up frequently in stories with Victoria Wellingston: Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: I gave Victoria's hired help a bit of a redesign (or in Briar's case, leans more into her OG design that I don't think I posted...

Current Generation (Friends of the Main 4):

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: I couldn't fit the title card (and I almost forgot to post this oops). So here we have the fwends :D

Current Generation (The Main 4):

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: And finally, we have the main peeps! The Oliver mentioned in Victoria's ref belongs to @tangquartz . I'm definitely replacing...

Main 4 20 Years Later Refs:

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: It's a shame that on Tumblr you can't pin more than one post, but it is what it is. Future witchy designs baby, let's go.

Next Gen:

(1) Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Babies, something I love more in fiction than reality.

Voice Claims:

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: First part of this little mini series. I didn't really like animating all this, so this is what y'all get lol.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Part 2, let's go.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: I'm in a store and I'm singing! But not really because I have ✨ social anxiety ✨

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: My one brain cell isn't allowing me to make a caption so...

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Alright, this should be the last one.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Bonus one baby! Honestly, I kinda forgor it was gonna be April Fools. 💀

Species Lore (that I had to more or less make up since the species don't show up in TOH):

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: The stock photo on the cover was intentional; I thought it'd be funny. B.R.O.T.= "Before Reverence Of the Titan". Meant to be...

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: I almost have the clothing (and slight redesign) of the future main 4 done. So here's some lore for ya.

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: I think some peeps like ✨lore✨ So, I made this. I also wanted to show this before I show the future clothing changes.

List of Palismen:

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (1/2) As soon as I gave Elvin (Cass' dead dad) a palisman, I knew I had to explain what happened to her. As you'd expect from...

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (2/2) I thought of delving into how Swift went blind before. But I'm not sure people would be interested in that.

Stories in Order (from Boomer Gen-Current Gen):

"Fur Coats":

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (1/3) I plan to eventually do a witchsona (and maybe all my worlds in general) master post. So that any new followers can follow...

Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (2/3) OMG, the girlies are fighting.

(6) Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: (3/3) Fun Fact: The Alpha's colors are based on a polar bear. 🐻‍❄️

"Remembrance":

(3) Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Probably one of the shortest stories I'll do.

"Caesura":

(1/2) Fun Fact: The headmistress' design was based on Mildred from Meet the Robinsons. – @wolfdude-8 on Tumblr

(2/2) Ah yee, nothing I like more than a character who pretends not to care but actually cares a lot. And irony. – @wolfdude-8 on Tumblr

Skyrim, aka "Scrollsona":

Character Refs:

Main Fam: Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: The updated refs of everyone's favorite buff duo and them kiddos.

Rest of the Fam: Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: Some small refs of Zahirra and Astrid's family because I didn't feel like doing long ones for them. Zahirra and Astrid...

Voice Claims: (6) Wolf/Wolfy on Tumblr: This but with Cat-Dog and the kiddos.

Stories in Order: WIP

Into the Unknown (WIP)

Thriller High (WIP)

#toh #toh fanart #the owl house #the owl house fanart #witchsona #witchsonas #scrollsona #scrollsonas #skyrim #original character #original characters #oc #ocs #why do i create so many worlds and keep myself busy like this lmao

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greasygrimeygopher-whats · 5 months

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Webkinz Recipes By The Cuddly and Snuggly Teddy Bears!

OOPS ALL CARBS (I swear this wasn't on purpose im sorry). Comfort Foods for the Teddy Bears. Man, I wish these had plushie versions. Also, I haven't made one of these in a while; they are so fun tho. Anyway. Here we go!

"Jest The Best Bagel" Funny Face Mini Veggie Pizza (THE REST OF THE OWL. [sorry] Replace the bread flat things with bagels for authenticity. Also, you can make whatever faces you want; animal ones are really cute)

"Peanut Butter & Honey Sandwich" Peanut Butter and Honey Sandwiches (This recipe has butter in it as well, which I assume you can choose not to use for dairy purposes. Or not needing a refrigerator purposes)

"Choco Chip Waffles" Double Chocolate Waffles (The sheer amount of chocolate may kill you. Chocolate batter, chips and sauce. Worth it)

"Lasagna" World's Best Lasagna (Bold claim, Website. I always forget how to spell lasagna. I guarantee I could not do it without spell check, but to be fair, I haven't eaten it much. There is about fifteen million lasagna recipes out there, so options abundant)

"Cinnamon Bun" Cinnamon Raisin Rolls (I almost forgot about the raisins! I was putting just a regular cinnamon roll recipe, until I looked at the in-game recipe again. Remembered now)

"Birthday Party Sandwich" Mac and Cheese Dogs (Um. This one has you make your own Mac and cheese, but feel free to take the boxed kind and put it with some boiled hot dogs between two white bread slices. Then turned into grilled cheese with chili. I don't know if this is making me hungry or sick. Maybe just do the recipe version...)

"Teddy Bear Porridge" Peanut Butter Kiwi Oatmeal (Peanut butter and oatmeal is pretty good tho. Also please shape the kiwi slices and maybe grab a few blueberries/banana slices if you got any. Also, I didn't know the difference between oatmeal and porridge; turns out oatmeal is a type of porridge. My ignorance, cured)

"Honey BBQ Chips" BBQ Sweetpotato Chips Recipe (HUNGRY. HUNGRY. I WANT THESE. I think I have a craving rn so I have zero other commentary. sweetpotato)

I recently got the Cuddly Teddy Bear for Black Friday to renew my account and I LOVE HIM. I'd get the Snuggly one next year if it wasn't a member only pet. RIP. (If you lose your membership, do these pets just get snapped how does this work)

Part 1: Dreamy Sheep

Part 2: Pink Poodle

Part 3: Cocoa Dinosaur and Marshmallow Bunny

Part 4: Midnight Monster

Part 5: Love Puppy

Does anyone actually read this far?

I kinda wish that we could still visit each others houses in Webkinz. I'm gonna make the Backrooms in my house. I'm really gonna. All those kinscash old furniture items fit. And the hotel theme. I'm ignoring the estore stuff because I'm cheap. I even named my Cuddly Teddy Lucky 'O Milk. His room is party themed. Thus, the inclusion of the Jester Bagel and Party Sandwich. Little secret there. Okay, now I should check to make sure all the above links go to the right places. Thanks.

Have a song.

#webkinz #kinzblr #kidcore #recipe #recipes #Teddy Bear #cooking #food #nostalgia #comfort #x

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terastalungrad · 6 months

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BB20: Thursday 19 October

Henry's sad to be nominated. He's just been himself, but that clearly isn't enough for some people.

(Henry - the problem is that being yourself has meant not doing any chores.)

Dylan is thrilled to escape eviction this week. Dylan actually received no nominations at all.

Henry says he had his views on immigration before he met Trish. Think we all know which views those were. Honestly, I'll be horrified if he stays in against Zak.

Trish feels guilty for nominating Kerry. She worries that Kerry can tell.

Yinrun is fed up of housemates walking away mid-conversation with her. This happens every day. She feels isolated, struggling to join in with certain conversations. Very hard seeing her so upset. She's worried she isn't as interesting as she thought.

People love you so much outside the house, Yinrun. :(((

Oh no. The only people she has are Trish, Jordan ... and Henry. She loses one of her very few friends if Henry goes.

As Yinrun cries with Trish, Matty joins to offer support. I'd really love Yinrun and Matty to become friends.

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When I first met Elanor [my wife], we'd play this game where we'd spell letters on each other's hands to communicate in secret. A fun bit of early relationship bonding.

Hallie and Olivia played this game yesterday, but oops! Not allowed to use secret codes in Big Brother.

Hallie admits to the secret messages - that she claimed that Zak was a gameplayer, and that she reckoned Matty nominated her. (My reading is that Hallie thinks Matty nominated her, which he didn't. But maybe she meant Matty nominated Olivia, which he did.)

Hallie and Olivia are given prison outfits, and must be put in a prison in the garden.

Hallie: I've always wanted to be in orange.

Iconic.

Zak thinks Hallie's a nice girl, and that she only called him a gameplayer for attention.

I ... don't think this. Hallie's wonderful, but she's definitely a gossip, and has a cynical reading of others.

Still, I'm glad this didn't turn Zak into a Hallie hater.

Hallie asks Olivia to improvise a song about prison. I love this! Olivia's songs are so terrible, yet Hallie loves them.

Ahh, this might hurt Olivia. As a result of the announcement, Matty speaks openly about his issues with Olivia. Matty was the only housemate who nominated Olivia this week, but there's a chance his opinion will become contagious now.

In jail, Hallie feels like she's let her family down.

Hallie: Sorry mum! Sorry grandma! I'm not a vindictive bitch.

Olivia: I'm sorry mum.

Olivia: ...

Olivia: What does "vindictive" mean?

Hallie: I don't know.

Previously, Olivia told Zak that Matty slyly eats more than his fair share.

Zak's now annoyed with Olivia, and tells Matty about this conversation.

In the diary room, Matty announces that any friendship he had with Hallie is now dead.

Zak's really devastated by Hallie's low opinion of him.

A bit of paranoid misunderstanding: with the secret codes, Olivia and Hallie wrote the word no - N, O - and some housemates think they were spelling out Noky's name. They were not, they were the start of the word NOMINATED.

This is such a turning point for Olivia and Hallie. They received three nominations between them yesterday, but today everyone's furious with both of them.

It's interesting. The code game was just a game. They weren't being Nasty Nick from BB1. Plenty of people in the house have gossiped in private. Hallie and Olivia broke the letter of the law with their messages, but didn't realise it, and didn't intend to.

So now their private conversation has been made public, because they didn't think the secret messages would count as a rulebreak.

Oh, blimey. Sounds like Matty has a difficult history with food. He confronts Kerry, who deals with the situation ... kind-of badly. I think she felt she was being attacked, which wasn't Matty's intention. He wanted to open up about a difficult thing in his own life - and felt dismissed, since Kerry moved on quickly to defend herself.

Hallie apologises to Zak. Turns out Zak's especially hurt because he's been so positive about her. He accepts her apology nicely. And finally, he gets to respond to the accusation that's spread like wildfire through the house.

It's not that Zak tries to be everyone's friend to avoid nomination. It's that if he sees someone sitting alone, he can't help but come over to keep them company. He knows what it's like to be alone, and he can't bear to see anyone else in that position.

I believe this completely.

Hallie assures Noky that her name wasn't mentioned at all, that this was a misunderstanding. Noky chooses to accept this apology, but worries that she'll look like an idiot if she's wrong. Noky worries often about how she'll be perceived.

Hallie is really gutted about this misunderstanding. She really hasn't said a bad word about Noky.

Tom has identified a mouse living under the hot tub. He's named it Roger.

Oh no, Kerry confronts Zak about the Matty situation! Kerry's really tied herself in knots over this. Matty wasn't annoyed with her! At least, not until she dismissed his attempt at opening up.

Kerry's annoyed because she had a private, bitchy conversation about Matty with Zak, and is horrified that Zak told Matty about the conversation. Zak says that in that case, he simply won't have private conversations with Kerry anymore.

Zak talks to Matty. Matty's perception? There's a clique in the house, and they're the mean girls. Kerry, Olivia, Hallie.

#bbuk

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tasteofgummies · 1 year

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🌼hiii can i have a (separate) matchup with mista and jonathan, sfw and nsfw for both pls? if u can’t do both then just mista is fine 🫶🏻

i’m a cis girl (afab) and my pronouns are she/her, i’m 5’2” w long brown hair and i’m on the chubbier side LOL oops!!!

i’m a v introverted/shy person so i don’t have a wide variety of irl friends but instead a few close knit friends. however i do try to go out of my way to be nice to people whether that be like…picking up something they dropped, asking if they need help with anything, idk im just a people pleaser and one of my biggest fears is coming off as “mean”

i’m into watching anime, reading, crafting, and also musicals! i’m such a broadway nerd it’s not even funny lmao it’s probably my #1 fandom

i feel like the way i would act around my f/o would be lovey dovey without laying it on tooo thick. like i love giving/receiving cutesy nicknames like “honey, sweetheart, my love” as opposed to the regular ole “babe” 😪 my love language is gift giving so i’ll def spoil them with little things that make me think of them, like their favorite candies, maybe a new game we can play together, or just anything that catches my eye hehehe🤭

tysm in advance you’re the best!! ❤️

I really tried to do Jonathan, but inspiration just wasn't on my side, I hope you like it anyway:( but I like the dynamic between you and Jonathan, so as soon as I can put it on paper, I'll edit this post, or post Jonathan's part separately

Mista x you ✨

>Guido definitely is the "excuse me, she asked for no pickles" to your "really, it's fine (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ"

>Even though he's an extrovert, and certainly not shy, he doesn't have many friends apart from the Bucci-gang, so he can relate to you, and is happy to know you choose your friends wisely

>Adores you kindness, he thinks you're such a cute little thing, helping people wherever you go

>But he realizes that your insecurity plays a part on that, he'll encourage you to set healthy boundaries and cherish yourself the way he cherishes you

>You're so awesome!!! Please listen to him

>If you're with him in Naples, it's likely you will get scammed frequently by people who claim to need help. He can recognize these scams easily, but if you're on your own, you may fall for it

>After you tell him about it, he'll pepper little kisses to your face, and tell you it's not your fault for being nice, all you have to do know is tell him who did that to you, and they'll never bother you anymore

>There's perks to your boyfriend being in the mafia and being able to intimidate people easily

>If you apologize and say something like "I'm sorry that came off mean" he'll tell you it's okay to not make every single sentence you say sound nice, sometimes you're talking about something serious, or something you're passionate about, and you get emotional, that's okay

>Canonically both his favorite movies are romance ones, so you can be sure he's getting into romance animes and plays

>On the surface, Mista is the "I don't get why they sing all of a sudden" but internally he's belting to every song

>He gets into musicals as soon as you introduce them to him

>His favorite musicals are Legally Blonde and Anything Goes

>Calls you chickadee afterwards tho 💀

>Cries to Burn from Hamilton every single time

>I think he has a thing for reverse harem, it's just so cute! The protagonist has so many options, and still chooses his true love over princes, millionaires, models, you name it

>This is also powered by the fact that he has literally no clue what you see in him, yet he can still be sure you would always pick him

>He's so glad you're affectionate, he's soooo touch starved

>He's good with the rougher part of crafts, he can build you a table, but he can't do origami to save his life

>He probably calls you "babe" at the start of your relationship, but then realizes he gets a better reaction out of you when he says something more classically romantic

>Calls you bambolotta, which means "little doll"

>He deadass stops functioning when you give him a gift

>He'll get teary eyed and kiss you out of excitement, but then will try to unsuccessfully play it cool (he's just like me fr)

>He tries to repay all of your love during sex

>He's dedicated to make you feel just as good as you make him feel

>Loves to leave marks on the fat of your hips and chest

>Speaking about chest, he pays special attention to your boobs, making sure you're getting extra stimulation

>Not gonna lie, he's into some raunchy stuff, but I think your doting nature will soften him up, he's not vanilla either, but focuses way more in your pleasure

>He does get excited and lose some common sense, but you have a safe sign/word for those cases

>Gets addicted to fucking you silly, you're so overstimulated you can't protest when he's pampering you, cleaning you and whispering sweet nothings in your ear

>"Please, please let me do this, bambolotta, let me spoil you the same way you do with me"

#jjba headcanons #jojo headcanons #jjba x reader #jjba #relationship headcanons 🌼#mista x reader #guido mista #guido mista x reader

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