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❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 LIVE CRASHER kazuha nakamura x reader
warnings ↳ yn and kazuha from shameless, fluff, idol!reader, yn is apart of lesserafim
yn delicately adjusted the frames of her glasses, their sleek contours framing her features as she leaned back against the chair. she was finally doing a live after being begged by fans to do one for weeks.
with a gentle laugh, she scanned through the flood of comments. among them, playful proposals danced across the screen, drawing a mischievous grin to her lips. she couldn't help but tease, her voice laced with playful sarcasm as she quipped, "marry all of you at once? who do you take me for?"
she took off the baseball cap off her head revealing her messy hair which made fans swoon for some odd reason over how attractive she looked. she flipped it backwards and put it back in her head, yn opens her mouth to say something to the chat but is cut off when the door behind her opens.
as yn felt the delicate touch of hands on her shoulders, a familiar warmth enveloped her. without needing to glance back, she sensed the presence of kazuha, a grin spread effortlessly across her face.
with a playful twinkle in her eye, yn turned her attention to the camera, addressing her live audience with a hint of mischief. "Is an obsessed fan lurking behind me?" she teased as kazuha playfully feigned offense.
as kazuha attempted to pinch her in mock retaliation, yn’s laughter bubbled as she moved away from the girls touch.
“what are doing here?” yn asks looking up at the girl who stood above her chair, the silence that followed her question stretched, resulting in a raise of yn’s brow. It was clear to her that kazuha didn't have a solid reason for her sudden appearance.
a knowing smile tugged at the corners of yn’s lips as kazuha finally spoke, her voice trailing off slightly, betraying her true intentions. "just decided to stop by and say hi…"the main reason she actually came is because she was starting to miss her girlfriend, who was busy being a big goof on live.
“okay…” yn responded before motioning to one of the chairs, “come sit.”
kazuha complies and grabs the chair and moves it closer to yn’s and sits on it, yn immediately brings an arm to rest on the back of the girls chair out of habit.
kazuha kept her gaze on yn who interacted with the live way more than her, it was like a second nature to the extroverted girl, that’s something she could always both admire and hate yn for, she loves that the girl is so good at entertaining the fans and keeping a good relationship, but sometimes she wishes the girl could hide her charming personality and save it just for her, she laughed quietly as yn started to argue with fans.
yn adjusted the silver chain in her neck as she read the comment, “unnie, is that chain real silver? HUH?!” yn yells offended, “what kind of question is that?!” she adds dramatically.
kazuha laughs even harder, grabbing yn’s attention, "what are you laughing at?" yn’s voice held a playful edge as she leaned her face towards kazuha, holding eye contact with the girl.
kazuha's laughter subsided, but a mischievous twinkle remained in her eyes as she met yn’s gaze. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied coyly, her tone laced with a hint of playful evasion, leaning her face closer to yn’s as well, the moment hung between them, charged with unspoken words.
the moment lasts for at least 10 seconds before the both look away from each other like it was nothing, while the comment section goes insane.
the lives goes on for a while and now yn is talking to the fans about food, “you know I haven’t eaten all day.” kazuha adds, yn’s attention snapped towards Kazuha as soon as the words left her lips,"you haven't eaten all day?"
kazuha stretches and shakes her head , a contented sigh escaping her lips, while yn immediately leans forward and picks up the peach drink she had on the side table and shoves it in kazuha’s face, “drink.”
“I’m not hungry.” the girl whines but yn shakes her head, “that’s why I gave you a drink, now drink it.” she says sternly, shaking the bottle before opening it and forcing it in kazuha’s hand.
“we should probably end the live and get some food.” yn says softly, while kazuha can’t help but smile at how easily the girl lost interest in the live for her, “I’m hungry anyways.”
yn ends the live and lets out a sigh, she turns to look at kazuha who drinks the peach juice, “what?”
“come sit.” kazuha can’t help but giggle, she gets up from her chair and sits on yn’s lap, instantly relaxing when yn wraps her arms around her torso, “you’re so cute.”
“what?”
“you’re so obsessed with me, you had to crash my live.”
“shut up.”
the sound of yn’s stomach grumbling made kazuha turn her head back to look at the girl who shrugged “I was serious when I said I was hungry, let’s order something.”
#lesserafim x reader#kazuha x reader#kazuha nakamura x reader#kazuha nakamura#kazuha#kazuha lesserafim#lesserafim#lesserafim fluff#girl group imagines
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i would kill for a cillian murphy as robert fischer fic or neil lewis from watching the detectives from you! ur stuff is amazing <3
This is literally so sweet tysm ml <3 Apologies for how long this took! I honestly really enjoyed writing this so im definitely open to writing more neil stuff! Based on the ending, i might do a follow up? (if you guys want that please let me know!) Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)
Light Entertainment
Neil Lewis x Fem!Reader
! Smut Warning !
Tags: Oral (F receiving), P in V, Riding, Tit Sucking, Praise
"God," Neil snorted, shifting beside you, "This is fucking terrible." His eyes loosely exploring your choice of film, one he had rather immediately deemed 'shitty.'
And truthfully, you were inclined to agree.
"Alright alright, bit extreme." You chastised, "I couldn't find anything I actually wanted to watch so I just picked something.. random."
You admitted as you studied the terrible old tape play out on screen, sighing as old-timey voices completely butchered their lines.
"You'd rather pick something you hadn't even heard of than let me pick?" Neil's head snapped round, face painted with severe offence.
"Absolutely." You chortled, beyond shameless. "I wasn't missing out on the rare occasion you agree to let me pick."
"Yeah well, remind me to never do that again." He exhaled heavily, grinning far more enthusiastically than you'd have liked.
You tossed a light, warning smack to his arm, his amusement only expanding, "Sorry, sorry!"
"Now," You huffed, pointedly making a gesture of crossing your arms across your chest, "If you don't mind, I'd like to watch this piece of cinema without your snarky, shithead blabbering. Thank you."
"Oh, would you?" Neil scoffed, "You're seriously enjoying this?"
"Yes, it's.." You struggled helplessly for a follow up, watching as the tv screen rolled more abhorrent dialogue between characters with void personalities. Honestly, you couldn't name a single one. "It's.. very entertaining."
He chuckled to himself, shifting ever so slightly nearer, "Right, right.." His warm, curious hands drifting under your woven blanket, getting dangerously closer to the heat between your thighs as he surpassed your skirt, "So you wouldn't.. prefer this?"
Your breath caught in your throat, words halted as a tender fingertip pressed against your clit.
You slipped a sweet, soft whimper as Neil began tracing supple circles round your clit through the dampening fabric of your underwear, filling your stomach with flutters. It was blatantly clear by the look on his face that his enjoyment was just as intense as yours.
It was a relief to be granted a new focus, your stubbornness to the film growing tiring. You couldn't help but revel in his touch, allowing your eyelids to flicker shut.
Your skin prickled at the familiar sound of his low chuckle, "No no, you keep those eyes open. I wouldn't want you to miss a single second."
Your eyes snapped open once more, and although they couldn't seem to find a place to stop, Neil's were unbudgingly glued to your face, his agile fingertips unrelenting beneath the blanket.
Exhaling, you felt yourself grow wetter and wetter with each passing, torturously light stroke to your cunt.
Without drawing eye contact, Neil raised from his seat beside you, gradually lowering himself between your legs.
Your arousal only steepened as both skilful hands crept to the blankets very edge, flinging it from your lap.
Purposefully slowly, you parted your thighs, skirt riding further up as you did so. A low, hoarse groan fled Neil's lips as your soaked panties met his eyeline. The lustful noise sent a shiver coursing down your spine, a little dose of smugness dizzying your head.
"Oh, just look at you.." He praised, lacking any hesitation in directing himself to the waistband of your underwear and bringing them to a pool around your ankles.
Hands splayed over your ass, he tugged you in one swift, greedy motion towards his face. Your stomach flipped with anticipation at the jolt, and suddenly his head was buried between your thighs.
His tongue licked torturously slow, teasing stripes up your bare cunt, as though savouring your taste was all he craved. A satisfied smirk etched across Neil's lips, the warmth radiating against your sensitivity. A desperate moan spilled from your throat as his mouth finally breached your folds, sucking your clit between his lips so softly.
"Fuck.." You exhaled, breath quavering, legs trapping his head amidst their heat, wetness coating your inner thighs.
"Just soaking my tongue, aren't you?" He grumbled, taunting the swell of your clit with the tip of his tongue, playing shamelessly with your sensitivity.
The tv blared as Neil's hunger spiked, working at a ferocious pace between your thighs, drawing endless pleasures from your mouth as your back arched, sodden cunt pressing right to his tongue.
"So responsive, mm?" He chuckled once more, balmy breath stroking over your sensitivity as his tongue tormented your entrance, swirling flawlessly around as you quivered against his cheeks.
"Neil.. I can't.." You practically whined, flooded with the desperation for his teasing to end.
Leaning back from between your legs, Neil's bright, glinting eyes flitted up to your own as he swept the pad of his thumb over the slick pillow of his lower lip, sporting a mock frown.
Slumping back against the couch, he wasted no time in adjusting you to straddle his lap, the prominence of his bulge digging into you from beneath his dark, strained jeans. With a sense of guidance, he began rocking your bared pussy against him, length twitching as the feel of you seeped through his clothes.
Snaking one large, kind hand to cup your jaw, he stroked with a single thumb, feeling your flushed skin melting against his palm. His lips drifted to your neck, sucking rather harshly as his vacant hand was utilised, unbuckling his jeans as his hard, aching cock sprung free. Neil's focus jumped to scouting around his pocket, almost immediately yanking out a small, flimsy packet that he tore with the ease of one tiny rip.
A sweet, breathy laugh floated from your lips, "You always have one of those?"
He shot you a playful grin, fumbling slightly as he rolled the condom down onto himself.
He angled the unattended, begging pulse of his tip with your drenched entrance, his eyes fluttering for just a moment as he lowered you onto him with a sharp groan. Your own eyes followed suit, lids temporarily screwing together as you revelled in the feeling of him stretching you.
"Let me see those pretty tits." Neil groaned, ridding you - impressively fast - of the vast inconvenience of your top, tossing your bra right afterward.
"Mine." He inhaled, bringing his face to the plush of your naked chest, each hand cupping your breasts, the soft flesh pressed impossibly close to his face. Upon an eager, somewhat abrupt buck of his hips, a strained breath slipping your mouth as his length hit inside you.
His sweet, plush lips engulfed one nipple, circling his tongue around the stiff peak before releasing it with a light 'pop'.
"Please.." You mewled as his pelvis jerked against yours, throbbing gently between your soaked, clenched folds, perfectly filling your pussy with each deeper reaching thrust.
"Feels good, huh baby?" He chuckled, still gently cupping your exposed breasts, a single, thin strand of hair falling before his eyes, coming looser as his fix trailed over to attend to your opposing, untouched nipple.
You began bouncing softly to the rhythmic bucking of Neil's hips, developing your own pace as Neil allowed your rhythms to merge. Once again, he drew your pebbled nipple between his lips, tongue flicking at the tender, stiffened peak, his low groan vibrating against your chest as the pair of you quickened.
"You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?" He whispered against the smooth, inflicted warmth of your breasts, giving them a greedy squeeze, his slender digits toying with your nipples, eyes wandering over your face as though nothing could compare to the sight before him. Shallow moans danced between the two of you, slick, sultry bodies rocking together against the couch cushions, "Is that such a bad thing?"
"I never said it was." Neil grinned, pulling your lips into a messy, rather impatient embrace, tongues winding against one and other with matched yearning.
Your walls contracted with each desperate bounce, feeling a hand glide from your chest to your fluttering pussy, taking zero hesitation in pressurising the drastic swell of your clit, features painted by a blatant smirk as he observed your face contorting with pleasure only he was providing.
"Oh, fuck-" You uttered, entirely overwhelmed by the combined sensations of his fingers working on both your nipples and clit, his thick cock filling you further and further with each rock of your pelvis.
A hoarse, breathy groan fell from Neil's lips as he lost himself in the feeling of you, digits stroking your arousal just a little faster as the opposing hand took a keen rest on your behind, allowing himself to better embrace the feeling of it against his skin. He offered your ass a small, restrained squeeze as the both of you grew closer and closer.
"That's it baby, just like that.." He praised, length quivering between your tight, eager clenches. Suddenly, your release hit with the force of a tidal wave, coursing through your aching body as the firmly-wound coil in your stomach finally snapped.
At that, Neil slipped a rather loud, ragged moan, hips jerking up scruffily as he came undone, thighs twitching as did yours, both palms slowly caressing the flushed skin of your ass.
With an amused, clearly out of breath chuckle, Neil pressed his forehead to yours with the assistance of his charming, hopelessly bashful grin, "Maybe we should make our own movie.”
Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!
#smut#smutty#drabbles#oneshot#cillian murphy#neil lewis#neil lewis smut#neil lewis x you#neil lewis x reader#cillian murphy smut
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Bit from a WIP:
Mobei Jun sat patiently in his cell as Consort Shen ranted at length about Qinghua's latest chapter update from his own cell.
When he began Mobei Jun had struggled to hold onto his anger. How dare anyone, even Consort Shen, look down on Qinghua's hard work and artistic endeavours?
However, he quickly realised that the criticism was a smoke screen, hiding behind it was passionate appreciation for the plot and world building of Qinghua's stories. The details Consort Shen remembered came from dedicated and intense reading and a love of the characters.
So Mobei Jun was content to listen to his rants, especially as little hidden compliments would be interwoven with the cries of 'hack author' and 'shameless papapa!'.
Consort Shen stopped to gather his breath, his rant seemingly come to an end.
"Mn. I also enjoyed it." Mobei Jun said in the silence that followed.
Consort Shen turned a colour Mobei didn't know humans could turn.
"HOW DID COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT I LIKED IT!?! WEREN'T YOU LISTENING!" Consort Shen yelled in a very amusing manner. Now Mobei understood why Qinghua liked to provoke the man. This was very entertaining.
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Thank you very much for taking my request if it's okay can I please ask for a part too where Miku sees her Darlings wallpaper and it's Miku and and the darling also has a a phone charm of Miku
And The Darlings just like:
Sorry if this sounds weird
Yandere Miku's Darling Has Her as Their Lockscreen
As your obsession for Miku grows, so does your acceptance of your feelings. And, as she’s a popular idol, there’s plenty of merchandise to feed your fixation. You resist the urge to buy most of it, though. It would be embarrassing if she saw it. However, your phone makes a rare appearance when you’re with her— who needs screen entertainment when you’re so madly in love?— so you take the liberty of adorning it with a Miku phone charm and making her your wallpaper.
You figure that since you voluntarily spend time with her now, she won’t make appearances in your bedroom window as much. So far you’ve been right, but as you scroll through your social media, you hear a musical giggle from above your bed.
“Y/n~! Darling, I never knew you were such a fan!” Miku’s voice says from the window. She opens it, plopping down onto your covers and encircling her arms around your waist. “You should have told me. I could have gotten the charm for you! And your wallpaper is one of my all-time favorite pictures! You really do love me so much~!”
Her grip is almost too tight as she pulls you down onto the covers with her to cuddle, but you don’t really mind that. Your face is burning— Miku being shameless about her obsession doesn’t mean that you’re the same, and you’re absolutely mortified.
“M-Miku! I wasn’t expecting you to drop by so suddenly… this is embarrassing” you say shyly, shoving your phone underneath your pillow. Of course, it’s too late, but your face continues to redden the more she looks at it.
“Don’t be silly, my little sugarpill! You know your love is the only thing I need,” Miku cooes in reply. “There’s no need to be ashamed! Besides, you’re going to be with me forever, so there’s no point in keeping secrets~!”
#x reader#yandere#yandere x reader#miku#miku x reader#yandere miku#vocaloid miku#hatsune miku#vocaloid x reader#yandere vocaloid#vocaloid#vocaloid x you#yandere x y/n#yandere x you#hatsune miku x reader#hatsune#hatsune miku fanfiction#vocaloid hatsune#writeblr#yandere writing#writblr#yandere headcanons#headcanons#ghostie
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You're one of the most pathetic people here. You overanalyzing someone from acting to personal life. You have no life outside and your fave is boring, that's why you're here blogging about someone you don't like. The funniest thing is that only jared fans think that he's a good and highly trained actor when in reality people know him as a joke outside of the fandom. Maybe read some critics reviews and comments on imdb, twitter and reddit, most people there are not from the fandom and they are likely unbiased. Maybe you don't want to see it because you're delusional.
Maybe you don't see it because you have no experience when it comes to acting or the industry. Have you ever considered that? 🤣🤣🤣 Wow, gaslighting done by a Jared hating Jensen stan, I am shook. 🤣 Such intelligence. Much class. My fav is Jensen so are you saying Jensen is boring? Or are you playing the bully and deciding who my favorite really is? Wow, such power. I could care less about what GA thinks, I judge an actor by the impact the creates, the humanity he has and the professionalism he demonstrates. Being an Actor goes deeper than just embodying a role, do you even know what the origin story of actors is and WHY actors are important to society? Of course not, that kind of knowledge and awareness is way out of your league. All you know is bullying out of frustration due to living a limited, unfulfilled life.
I have no life outside? As in if i step outside I die? lol Might wanna brush up on your grammar and logic there, buddy. So not only do you get to make up who my fav is you also get to make up what my life is like and yet I'm supposed to be the delusional one? Entertaining. 🤣
Let's look at reality, for a moment, together:
Is Jared repped by one of the biggest agencies in Hollywood? Yes.
Is Jared a Leading Man? Yes.
Is Jared highly respected within his industry by his peers? Yes.
Is Jared is a privileged position as an actor who is also an e.p. on his dream project that gets shot in his home town, something some will only ever dream of during their lifetime and never achieve? Yes.
Is Jared one of the most attractive and admired tv stars of his generation? Yes.
Is Jared a highly trained actor? Yes, Jared is a professionally trained actor.
Does Jared exemplify great humanity as an artist? Yes. In so many ways, I can't even begin listing them because this post will become endless.
Finally, since you are clearly an AA, stomach this:
Is Jared more successful than Jensen at the moment? Yes. Yes. Yes. Jared is at Leading Man tier while Jensen is at Guest Star. For your reference, Jared is at the highest tier a tv actor can reach, not only that but the success of his show rested solely on his image initially before people got acquainted with the story. So that's how powerful and recognizable Jared's brand is, he did a remake of a show that strays from the original and the show survived because people love to see him on screen telling stories.
"People know him as a joke outside of fandom" is a blatant, gaslighting, shameless lie and the only pitiful one here is you for even remotely needing to make anyone less in any way, especially someone as successful and appreciated as Jared Padalecki, who has earned the respect of his audience so deeply he is the single reason his show is thriving. Jared is the very definition of a Leading Man.
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Chapter 1 - Departure (II)
Fic summary: The second arc of my Armitage Hux x OC fanfic, “chocolate cookies and tarine tea”, in which both need to deal with the mess they got into (and each other, eh eh eh). Involves cookies that won't be eaten and tea that will get spilled. Same goes for certain feelings... they are going to be hungry ant thirsty 😏
You can find the link to AO3 and other chapters on Tumblr in the pinned message on my dash, both for the first and second arc 😊
Rating: Explicit. This is going to be very NSFW. So, Minors, do NOT read or interact. 18+. Family, friends and colleagues, please don’t read this. :’-)
Tags & warnings: TRoS fix-it (kind of), Hux!lives, Hux doesn’t like Kylo, Not a Redemption Arc, maybe a little bit, shameless fem!OC insert (there are cliches but entertaining ones imo), slow emotional burn, medium sexual burn, Enemies to Enemies With Benefits to Lovers, Hux is still a villain don't forget, Virgin Characters, masturbation against the door, pinv, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Awkward Sexual Situations, Past Child Abuse, dubious first kiss, Dom/sub Undertones, Mental Breakdown, Unprotected Sex, wet Hux, that deserves a tag/warning on its own, Minor Character Death
I will add tags as we proceed in the story, please let me know if I forgot one!
Taglist: @mylifeisactuallyamess, @morby and anyone who’d like to join 🥰
A/N: Good day! This time, I have a longer and hopefully more interesting chapter prepared 🙂
I had some quality issues with reviewing this one, so it took me a while to get rid of them, and from all the re-reading I’m not even sure everything makes sense anymore? Their "discussions" are precious to me though, that's why I did not go lightly over them 😇
I hope you enjoy this chapter and I look forward hearing if I’m taking too long for something to happen or not 💁💁💁
Miko’s mind was racing. The tranquillity and purpose she had found a few minutes ago, had been efficiently eaten away by her unwanted travel companion. That outburst all too vividly reminded her again of how dangerous, maybe violent, he might become.
When she left the cockpit, she had opted to sit on the bench in the wardroom, her knees pressed up to her chest and her head facing the closed cockpit entrance. That's where she was now, trying to get the time pass more quickly, while making sure Hux couldn't come near her without her noticing.
One of her datapads lay on the table to her left, the little droid charging right next to it, so she took it, in an attempt to distract herself and clear her head.
Her fingers started tapping the screen with a seasoned swiftness, accessing PC’S processing unit. Inspiration hit her, driven by what had happened in the cockpit, and she started to program a new procedure into the little droid's core.
She looked at the cockpit’s door for a second, doubt apparent on her features.
She was currently making sure that PC would record everything that happened around her, just in case. Both on Taris' planetside as around the creepy ex-general.
The droid could wirelessly connect to her built-in data chip and to her datapad, which could then save the holo onto a remote location, safely tucked away. It wouldn't protect herself at the moment itself, but at least she would have some evidence, should she ever need it. The last thing she wanted to be, was entirely defenseless.
She sighed. The trip to Taris was short compared to their first one together, now that their hyperdrive and the nav component was fixed. But, given how quickly the atmosphere had turned as cold as deep space, she already wished it was over. The grumpy ginger's mood was as bad as the Kessel storms and she wondered how she ever saw something in him. Who knew she could've gotten so caught up in physical needs? And why? Stress? Subconscious desires? Whatever she felt back then, she definitely didn't feel it right now.
Now, she was wondering if she could even bring up the courage to spend the next journey with someone as detestable as him.
“What are you doing?” she suddenly heard from behind her back.
She jolted up from her crouched position and turned her head. Hux had sneaked up from behind her and had scared her to death. Or maybe she just thought he sneaked up on her, since she missed the sound of the door because she was still in deep thoughts about him and whatever dark plans he might have.
She let out a breath, trying to calm down, and tried to ban the idea that he was being sneaky on purpose.
'N-nothing special' she blurted out, aware of the slight tremble in her voice.
'I wanted to check on you to make sure you weren't up to something you might regret' he added, almost whispering.
O-kay… he is most definitely creepy, she reconsidered, pressing the datapad close to her chest and mentally taking note she shouldn't ban the idea after all.
The stone cold atmosphere he had just created, made her forget that he was more or less insulting her, again. It only slowly seeped through that, from his point of view, seeing someone so focused on a datapad, when they had agreed that no communication channels should be used, might've looked suspicious. Still, whatever the reason was, there were better ways to relay the message.
Miko didn't immediately know how to respond and sat still, watching him step to the pantry and wondering what his plans were. To her surprise though, he opened a cabinet to take or make something to drink.
Oddly, he did have the decency to fetch something for her as well. Even more odd, it was the taste she preferred, given the limited choice aboard the shuttle. She stared at the mintea bottle in silence while it travelled her way. Hux sat the bottle in front of her, then turned around. She watched his back when he went to prepare his. It only took him a few seconds, so she had to avert her eyes once he turned towards her direction.
Miko started to wonder if the rather worrisome comment he had whispered her way was actually meant to be a conversation starter, seeing how he was trying to act casually and looking to sit somewhere on the bench as well.
Intrigued by this opportunity for a talk, she put her datapad sideways. She focused on the bottle in front of her, still having the urge to be cautious around him and avoiding eye contact.
After a small pause, he placed his cup on the table and took a spot to her right. It was subtle, but she could see him adjust his posture. Probably, he was looking for a more comfortable way to sit, because of the shot wound in his leg, she wondered.
When he stirred in the cup he had chosen, the smell of caf and another sharp spice filled the room. He slowly took a sip, not looking at Miko’s general direction.
Miko was utterly confused and - probably for the first time ever - didn't know what to say or do at all. He had the power to swing her mood to every corner of the emotional spectrum in mere seconds. She slowly became aware of that, and she didn’t like it.
Still unsure about what to do, she mimicked his movements and took a nip from the scented water. She didn’t even register the taste.
After a short but rather uneasy silence, Hux opened his mouth:
'I might have interpreted your remark about my teeth incorrectly, I was in deep thoughts, reevaluating our options and best strategy. I was reminded about the subsequent incidents on the Steadfast and felt rather… uneasy... I probably have misjudged the purpose of your comment. '
Miko blinked her eyes twice before she let out a relieved breath. Was that an apology? That’s…unexpected .
She dared to look his way. His tone was even and could easily have been mistaken as confident, but the way he applied pressure on the cup told her it took him some effort to admit his error. The hardly noticeable body language made her feel a bit more at ease, it was as seeing him struggle with something made her feel like she wasn't alone in this crazy situation.
She felt her mood brighten, feeling more on common ground with him, and found her usual wittiness back.
‘Don’t worry about it’, she replied with an overly cheerful tone. Although just a moment ago she was definitely bothered by his demeanour, seeing this new development apparently made her stupidly hopeful.
‘I shouldn’t have responded so crudely as well. We’re both out of our comfort zones. Seems like we need to find a way to adjust to each other.’ she added, an innocent smile forming on her face.
She eyed him sideways and he nodded without looking at her.
He took another sip, so she concluded he decided the conversation was already over. She huffed silently and turned her attention to PC again, to check if the update was successfully implemented.
Her mind started wandering and replaying the conversation. This was probably as good as it was going to get. It's not that she was hoping for a normal conversation, anyway. After everything she saw from him, she was highly doubting that was even possible.
The little droid bleeped, and the both of them looked up.
'All fixed', Miko exclaimed, breaking the silence.
Armitage gave her a quizzical look, which made her realise she didn't answer his initial question.
'I gave PC a little update on his backup system, nothing special . ' she explained and pulled up her shoulders. 'I don't want to lose him if something bad happens,' she murmured. She wasn’t going to tell him what kind of upgrade it really was.
She saw the ex-general shift his weight uncomfortably, probably as a response to her clarification and the mention of what could happen to them soon. She paused and tried to gauge his current train of thoughts. Was this about what could happen if they arrive at Taris? Or at the resistance base?
Curiosity got the upper hand over caution. She at least wanted to know why he was risking his life - and by extension her life - for.
She took a breath and quietly asked: 'Why did you do it - betray the First Order?'
He let out an annoyed sigh in response.
'Why would I tell you that?' he answered with a hint of arrogance.
She closed her eyes and reminded herself that she still shouldn’t expect a normal conversation with this asshole. Oh, he could easily anger her, but not this time. Or at least, that’s what she was hoping for.
'You’re going to have to have a solid story once we arrive at the resistance base. You might as well give it a try with me?' She said, using a different tactic and trying to sound encouraging. She tried to make eye contact, wanting him to open up to her for at least a little bit, for both their sakes.
He looked her dead in the eye, but remained silent for a few seconds. Kriff , involuntary, his piercing gaze was slowly taking her back two days ago, to the incident and the shower, and making her breathe erratically. She tried to subdue the effect and hoped he didn’t catch the change in her body language.
She was about to give up on their staring contest, to stop the memories and fantasies from pulling her into a state of slight panic, when he finally looked down and hesitantly spoke.
Miko wasn’t sure if she imagined a slight tremble of his lower lip, right before he started talking:
"I…I’m not sure where to start." He admitted softly.
Oh.
"...Start where the first things went wrong?" She quietly enquired.
He still didn't look up and hesitantly nodded.
He sighed, obviously trying to think of a good way to begin this conversation. Miko suddenly became aware of the shift in the atmosphere, the air became thick and loaded with suspense. The man before her was digging into his memory and bringing up things he'd rather would like to keep hidden, she could tell from his demeanour alone. She contemplated if asking the question was even a good idea; seeing him become so… unstable… reminded her too much of that time he lunged at her. She subconsciously put some extra distance between both of them.
As if someone opened a water valve, Hux thoughts were formed into words and were spilled out.
"I was in control, at the top of my game, and seeing a clear future for the galaxy. Order, peace, prosperity under the First Order 's flag."
His brows were heavily frowned.
Miko tried to keep a straight face and not comment on that statement already. It didn't really surprise her that this was his view on the universe. What a whole different perspective than mine , she mused. She tried to ignore the itch she got from his words and reminded herself that he would be out of her life in a few days, worst case. No need to throw another argument, just because of different values and norms.
He continued: "We had a good strategic plan, both in the short term and long term. I had to endure Ren as a competitor, but that was doable. And, in a way, he was a rather welcome respite. It was easy to make him lose face before Snoke. But I’m getting distracted. The moment word arrived that that cursed old Jedi was still around, and there was a clue to his location, chaos broke loose. It was as if every single event just was planned against everything the Order stands for."
He paused and stared at the cockpit's durasteel door.
"The whole Jedi-hunting offensive escalated into an irrational chase, regrettably distracting supreme leader Snoke and driving Ren even more insane and unmanageable. "
He waved his hand through his hair, freeing the strands from the leftover gel.
"I don't have proof, but I highly suspect it was Ren and not the jedi girl that killed Snoke. He illegitimately seized power, and by doing so he created a chism in the chain of command."
Hux absently rubbed his throat, but the gesture didn't go unnoticed by Miko. She could almost feel the mix of spite and ire, but underneath that thin layer she could distinguish that something unsettling happened there, something that ran deeper than the competition he just had described.
After a pause, Armitage continued: "He started a chain reaction, by following his obsessions he got lost in them and didn't want to hear that his actions were not in the best interest of our powerful Order. Other officers complained to me, but every single time I took action, he slammed the door right in my face. He took my advice as critique, not that that was different than before, but now he was the illegitimate fragging Supreme Leader and he still couldn't distance himself from his ego. I've always been better at making management and strategic decisions. He was supposed to remain the deterrent for any kind of rebellion. He wasn’t supposed to lead us."
He was clenching his fists now, and Miko could swear she could hear the heightened pace of his heartbeat.
She had asked him for some context, and she didn't really know what to expect. But this was certainly more intense than what she could have guessed.
He didn't look at her through, and she wondered if he was even still aware of her presence. It was as if he was contemplating his situation and just saying it aloud, as if she wasn’t there.
He swung his head to one side and let out an exasperated sigh, before he continued: "And when that wretched message was broadcasted from the late Emperor, Pryde and his reserve troops appeared from the unknown regions, much stronger than anticipated. Their numbers… I am still flabbergasted at how he could manage to gather so many men. I highly doubt they were trained for something more than cannon fodder, they couldn't all have followed basic training, but I'm getting distracted again. "
He paused and gave her a sharp look.
"The fact is that right then, Ren saw an opportunity to demote me. Not in rank, but in practice. Putting more responsibilities in Pryde's hands, and eventually in the other generals. He wasn’t even subtle about it.
And the decisions he made… I couldn't keep supporting them but each time I expressed my concern, it backfired."
He sighed and waved his hand absentmindedly.
"I guess it was in one of these discussions that I started to realise I didn't recognize the Order and what it stood for anymore. Without Snoke or anyone from the original high command, without me being able to have a steady hand on the decision organ… the Order was drifting apart."
He bowed his head and frantically rubbed his hair a few times before he froze for a minute. He didn’t look up and continued.
"And… then I made a huge gamble. If I wanted a stable future for the Order, I had to make Ren and his acolytes disappear. The emperor 's message was the obvious choice. I had to lure Ren and his knights away, or at least let him lose enough face to be able to seize power as supreme leader myself. Putting pressure on him by involving the resistance and that jedi girl was going to drive him even more unreasonable, that's what I anticipated. But… I knew he or someone else might find out. Spreading this information could only come from somewhere high up the ranks, and I already lost favour. I just hoped I had time to frame someone else. Preferably Pryde. "
His voice turned soft now, almost like a whisper: "But, ironically, he was the one who put the puzzle pieces together. You know what happened after that."
Miko gulped and nodded. She remembered Pryde and could’ve guessed both generals were a close match when it came to being power hungry backstabbing psychopaths. But hearing him explain what drove him to abandon the Worst Order - well, not the Order, but the command structure - told her he wasn't only a damn well versed manipulative strategist but also genuinely worried about losing his home and ideals. Guessing he was a rather young general, the First Order was most likely where he grew up and grew into. He was losing the only life he'd probably known and the future he'd hoped for. Although her idea about the Worst Order didn't change from this elaboration - on the contrary - she did feel sorry for him. And that should probably unsettle her more than it actually did.
This was one of the hardest conversations Hux had had in a while. For the first time saying out loud that he had betrayed what he once stood for, made it all the more real. Looking for the right words, finding out how to tell her, and himself, was difficult at first.
But once the sentences had started to form, they just flew from his brain like they were ready to burst.
He couldn’t remember if he ever had been so earnest with someone. Even with Sloane, he used to be more cautious once he grasped the concepts of lobbying, negotiation and manipulation. This exposition felt like a confession; dangerous and relieving at the same time. Now, though, he realised that he was just staring at her and fiddling his fingers and showing a part of him he’d rather not show to anyone. Or see for himself.
He realised what a pathetic impotent mess he must look like, and wondered why she didn’t comment on that. She could humiliate him, throw in another argument, but she just… listened. Looked his way with an apprehensive gaze. It confused him, why she didn’t make use of this weak moment. Somehow, the fact that she was trying to understand him, was hitting his defences harder than humiliation could.
"I- think you might want to leave out some parts, but you sound pretty convincing", she instead whispered, while she continued looking at him with big eyes. She peered at him, trying to find something he wasn’t sure of, but the intenseness unsettled him. He quickly nodded and looked down, staring into his cup and trying to ignore the cold sweat that appeared out of nowhere.
Stars , it was as if her gaze had almost trapped him, the way the amber eyes bore through his own retina and looked right into his forsaken soul.
Humiliation would’ve been so much better.
He at least knew how to handle that.
He tried to focus on the caf in his hands, studying the vibrating ripples in the liquid. Wait…why was he shaking? He didn’t dare to look up again, unsure about what was happening to him. He tried to concentrate on his breathing, in hopes of making the tremble disappear. What was this? Was he angry at her, just for looking at him? No, this wasn’t anger… it was something di-
"When will we arrive at Taris?" Miko suddenly asked him, in a welcome effort to break the awkward silence. Her question brought him back to reality, and the trembling abruptly stopped. He didn’t right his head, though, it was too soon for that.
"ETA is 3 hours, so we should discuss strategy." He softly answered, taking the hint and glad to change the subject.
She remained silent, so he risked looking up.
Miko looked at him with a smug smile.
Did I say something crazy? He thought sceptically, but deep down he was also glad to fall into their recently developed routine of not always friendly bantering.
She took out her datapad, performed some commands and started reading: "apparently, the coordinates lead to a highly populated area. From the available info, the meeting point is situated just next to a marketplace."
Hux looked at her with a slightly threatening face, mixed with a hunch of panic. Why was I glad again? She's going to be the death of me.
She caught sight of his distress and immediately responded: "relax, Hux, I retrieved this intell when we were at Utapau Four. I used Tagge's company network, put up a proxy, did a local copy and removed the crumbs afterwards. There's no way they can trace anything back towards us."
He leaned back into the backrest of the bench, while recuperating from a minor panic attack and trying to maintain a blank face. She was young and maybe a bit naive, but at least she thought things through. The fact that she wanted to go to the meeting spot prepared, was surprising and strangely comforting to him.
"Taris used to be the centre of the galaxy, thousands of years ago. The population could've been compared with Coruscant this age. Its population has dwindled though, and a lot of the cities were destroyed in several wars. The jedi war, the rebel alliance. The empire had to give up its rule on the planet and since then it's been New Republic territory. I should be wary of thugs and cons and take the necessary precautions,” Hux mentioned matter-of-factly.
"What do you mean, "I"? I'm going with you, you know!” Miko responded, slightly raising her voice and eyeing him.
She took PC from the bench and placed him on her shoulder with a rather forceful action. After that, she stood straight, turned around and walked to the door with a steady thread.
What?
"What are you doing?" Hux demanded with a hissing tone, before she got out of his sight.
"Getting ready to gear up, of course. Isn't that obvious?" She huffed in his general direction.
He stood up, felt his blood pressure rise, and clenched his fists. "You should stay here. These kinds of places can be dangerous. Let me do the transfer." He responded while slowly raising his voice and pointing to the deck.
Miko turned his direction, crossed her arms and cocked her head. "You? What do you think they'll do if they see your face? Remember how my father reacted. You won't have the chance to do any talking. And… and you'll blow your cover!" She half shouted at him, before she continued her path.
Hux cursed inwardly. She was right. But he didn't want to let her go. She might get caught as well. He wouldn't be too surprised if that bastard Pryde might've sent out a warrant for her. And if they find her, surely he'll be compromised. She lacked experience and from what he'd seen from her, that foul mouth could get her into some real trouble. Including the type of trouble leading back to him.
But on the other hand, she did have a point. Going with her was an invalid option. Even if he had some kind of disguise, to get to the intel they needed, he would have to take serious risks. Much more compared to sending her and her loud mouth out there alone. If he could avoid those risks, he normally would, without thinking twice. But why has he thought of getting himself in the line of fire, before her, now? This didn't make any sense.
Maybe, it was because if something happened to her, he would be stranded here. All chances were on her succeeding. Or that's what he was trying to make himself believe. Why was he so nervous?
He quickly went after Miko, passed her with large steps and stood still right before her, blocking her path so she had to halt her movements. She looked upwards to him, an troubled expression on her face. Stars, those eyes again. Nobody has looked at him like that before. Straight eye contact, without disgust or fear. He gulped but quickly found back the words he was going to relay on her.
“Make sure I can trace your location and contact you without it getting noticed. I'm going to follow every step and action you're taking.” he commanded.
“Don't you trust me?” she replied, looking annoyed by his directive tone.
Only now he realised he might’ve stepped up a bit too close to her; he could feel her angry breath and he wondered why he was staring at her lips right now.
The droid on her shoulder turned its head, mimicking her annoyance, but he didn’t register it. He did try to come up with a quick response:
“I don't trust anyone. And no, I want to make sure you'll be safe. I need you, remember?“ he countered, his tone directive but his eyes still for some reason glued to her lips. They opened up in a small 'o', momentarily making him forget what he just said. Until his own words dawned upon him.
That sounded disturbingly awkward, he realised while slowly raising his gaze to look up into her eyes. And the way she looked back at him right now, confused and wide eyed, her mouth slowly closing, made it very clear that she misunderstood it just the same. He was slightly aware of how his heart was throbbing in his throat, how dry his mouth suddenly felt, and he desperately tried to ignore the confusing feeling. Oh by the stars in the galaxy… He had to break this pause before it got even more awkward.
He averted his head for a split second, looking to the hyperspace stripes through the viewport, trying to kriffing calm down. He then placed his hands behind his back, trying to find back his reasoning and returning his steel focus on her and what he still wanted to relay to her. He needed to focus on the upcoming mission, not on her lips.
“Look, if you see anything suspicious, report it to me. And if you feel unsure, retreat. Don't do anything rash. Playing the hero usually renders those people dead." He said. "Carry a blaster.” he quickly added with a stern voice. Getting back into his directive role helped to subdue the burning he could sense on his cheeks.
“You know I can't and won't shoot .” she replied, crossing her arms with a bit of effort, since both of them hadn't moved and they were still standing at a few centimetres distance from each other.
Sigh, how can she be so stubborn about not killing anyone? Hux wondered with reluctance.
“You're going to have to kill someone sooner or later, Miko.” He bluntly stated, looking down on her.
“Maybe in a world shaped by the First Order, mister ex-general. But that's not the world I prefer to be in. So I'm not planning on carrying a blaster with me.” she boldly replied and looked sideways with her arms still crossed, the swing of her body movement making her left elbow touch his stomach.
Armitage became acutely aware of how uncommon and awkward and dangerous this conversation was becoming. How both of them refused to yield, both in the conversation and physically, and he hated that he felt so bothered by her close presence. He never was keen on someone entering his personal space, but this was different. Luckily, though, he was annoyed enough to ignore the unsettling effect the lack of distance was having on him.
And annoyed he was: “You don't know what you're walking into, this is no playground! You should at least take something with you! Worst case; set it to stun. For your own sake.” He threw at her, realising how she was getting on his nerves again and wondering if this conversation had any purpose at all.
She was looking pretty worked up as well now, he could notice from this up close; the blush on her cheeks was more pronounced than usual. But when he mentioned the stun function, she paused, took a deep breath and looked to the ground.
“Okay, I can live with that. I think. Not that I'll be able to kriffing hit someone with it anyway.” she mumbled after a small pause, while she was staring at his boots with a defiant glare.
He held his breath for a split second. “I’ll give you a crash course. Let me fetch some blasters and let's meet up in the cargo bay,” he stated, slightly surprised and relieved with her decision. He hoped he could at least maximise his chances a bit by preparing her for possible conflict.
A/N: I haven’t found any evidence whether Taris is in this timeline under new republic flag or not, so I pretend it to be allied with the new republic but rather neutral.
#armitage hux x oc#general hux x oc#oc x canon#star wars fanfic#general hux#armitage hux#generalginger#lemonginger
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Ooooh, good TV meme!!
- Scrubs (TV)
- Almost Famous (film)
- The Office (US, TV)
- Now You See Me (film, seems appropriate today haha)
- Shameless (cause y’know… DUH!)
holy moly you sure gave me an assignment here XDD bless!!
Scrubs 🏥
8/10
I loved Scrubs when it was airing! I just went back and watched a few episodes recently and i think it holds up relatively well!
My favourite character: Dr. Cox probably, just because he's such an over the top douchebag it's extremely funny lol
My least favourite character: It's been a long time since I've watched enough to have a strong opinion about who I like the least but i'm gonna go with Dr. Kelso.
The character I think I'd be friends with: Carla. She's deffo a real one.
The character I think I won't hit it off with: I'm pretty sure Jordan would hate me.
My favourite episode/scene: When Brendan Fraser was on screen 😍
Whose clothing style I like best: Elliot always managed to look so cute in her layered shirts and scrubs
Times I watched it (and if I would again): Probably two complete watch-throughs? I would definitely watch it again!
Almost Famous 🎸
(i know i watched it once but i honestly remember nothing so i'm doing the havent seen it questions lol)
If I've heard of it before: Yes.
If I would watch it: Yes.
If I know any of the actors: Oh for sure, that cast is stacked! Favorite from the cast list though would probably be Anna Paquin
The Office (US) 📄
8/10
My favourite character: Pam
My least favourite character: Andy
The character I think I'd be friends with: lol Pam
The character I think I wont hit it off with: Ryan and I would hate each other lol
My favourite episode/scene: I'm a sap so probably the season premiere where we find out Jim and Pam have secretly started dating.
Whose clothing style I like best: Oh it's gotta be Kelly, right?
Times I watched it (and if I would again): I've re-watched it at least 3 or 4 times. I unfortunately hyperfixated on it for a short period during the panini lol So i'm a little burned out on it but i could see watching through it again one day.
Now You See Me 🎩
7/10 - entertaining and unhinged lol
My favourite character: Jack Wilder
My least favourite character: Thaddeus i guess!
The character I think I'd be friends with: Henley for sure~
The character I think I won't hit it off with: Alma maybe?
My favourite episode/scene: i think when they all meet up in that abandoned apartment and the most absurd "illusions" start to play out hahahaha
Whose clothing style I like best: Henley!
Times I watched it (and if I would again): Probably 3 or 4 including today?? XD I'd watch it again one day next time i am in the mood i guess haha
Shameless 🚬
10/10
My favourite character: ONE??? god it hurts to pick one but today lets say Mickey
My least favourite character: Hmmm....Terry.
The character I think I'd be friends with: I think I could be friends with Mandy. And then she could protect me lol.
The character I think I won't hit it off with: Lip, I would definitely butt heads with Lip hahaha
My favourite episode/scene: how do i even?? Uhmm...club kiss why not?
Whose clothing style I like best: Fiona
Times I watched it (and if I would again): infinite LOL
TV/Film/Games Ask Game
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Character ask: Shao Lune?
Sexuality Headcanon: Lesbian but in a Roy Cohn way.
Gender Headcanon: Toxic femininity
A ship I have with said character: ngl her and Baru is really entertaining in an utter self-destructive dumpster fire sort of way.
A BROTP I have with said character: She literally doesn't have friends, I don't think. Her and Iscend work well as, like, different representations of the imperial ideal though, I think.
A NOTP I have with said character: Like, success and happiness? Honestly never see anyone talk about her interacting with anyone but Baru
A random headcanon: Nothing super comes to mind, sorry.
General Opinion over said character: She makes everything worse everytime she's on screen, and is just utterly shameless about it. Literally not a single virtue or redeeming feature. She's just the worst possible person, and is incredibly entertaining about it.
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A BOMBSHELL HAS ENTERED THE VILLA . . .
MCKENZIE “KENNY” HANNIGAN ( cis woman, she/her, sabrina carpenter ) is 23 and a SINGER-SONGWRITER from KERRY. they are known as THE HOYDEN because they are BRAZEN, but if things kick off, they can be a bit MESSY. they’re BISEXUAL and describe their type as SPORTY AND ADVENTUROUS, DEFINITELY SOMEONE WILLING TO GET THEIR HANDS DIRTY. from their time in the villa, they’re hoping to find LOVE. ( day old eyeliner, a head of messy golden hair, crop tops with no bra, flying down the road in an old truck with no doors, yelling at the tv screen with the lads on football night, and drunkenly calling a stranger pretty in the party bathroom )
𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒. pinterest ; maybe more to come, we’ll see.
𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.
born and raised on a sheep farm in dingle, county kerry, ireland.
only girl amidst a half dozen batch of boys. this is something that influenced her personality and interests a ton.
moved out to cork to study marine biology in university, flunked out. has bounced around locations ever since, staying with friends, family, and other distant relatives.
currently an aspiring singer - songwriter ( by which i mean she takes solo gigs at a few of her favorite pubs and has a couple singles out on spotify. very, very niche ), but just a few weeks ago she was sneaking into private art studios swearing up and down that she was going to be the next picasso. in a few months she’ll probably move up to belfast to build tiny homes and call herself bob the builder or some shit.
how does she fund all this ? she has some decent connections for starters, but she actually won the lottery a couple years ago and has been coasting ever since. that’s her REAL claim to fame.
was flicking through channels with her mates waiting for the football game they were watching to come back from break when they stumbled across an episode of love island. kenny, drunk off her ass, boldly claimed that she could get on the show. this was an entertaining enough idea that the group spent the rest of the night filling out kenny’s online application. she honestly forgot about the whole thing until she was contacted by the showrunners for the next step in her evaluation. the rest is history !
𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.
first thing people tend to notice about her, looks wise, is that she’s short as all get out. 5′ even and not much of a heels - wearer. the very definition of dynamite coming in a small package.
then there’s the accent. she’s spent enough time in the city that her deeply rural kerry - isms have mellowed out some, but you can expect them to come back in full force if she’s feeling particularly heated or when talking to a fellow kerryman. she also speaks rather quick and energetically. basically i can’t promise that she’ll be understandable half or even most of the time.
almost always has a snack on her.
a Lot. loud and has absolutely no filter, but she’s clearly good fun if you’re looking for it.
pretty fucking shameless. what you see ( and hear ) is kind of what you get.
Blonde™
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘.
a real bro. could talk your ear off about sports and booze and vintage cars and just how cute bubble butts are. the only stereotypically dudebro thing she doesn’t know squat about are video games ( rip me cuz that’s the only thing i DO know ).
also very artsy, hence the music and painting. the messier a hobby is, the better for her.
slagging is a love language. she grew up with a million brothers and guy friends. it’s how she shows affection.
looooves a drink and is a fun drunk to boot, albeit very messy. she’s dancing on tables and glowing under neon lights, but she’s also stumbling into pools and starting brawls. you gotta take the good with the bad. thankfully alcohol intake in the villa is heavily moderated.
that said, she is THE drunk girl in the bathroom. she’s holding your hair back. she’s calling you gorgeous. she’s threatening your ex. she’s putting in the WORK.
incredibly fickle and flighty. it is impossible for one thing, person, or place to hold her attention for very long. that said, she is 100% all in on every idea and decision she's ever made. basically, she owns and truly believes in her convictions, they just don’t tend to last.
tends to approach life with a “here for a good time, not a long time” attitude.
does not know how to stop. stop moving, stop talking, stop anything. the word simply does not register. everything about her is loud and kinetic. she is in constant motion.
truly does not give a damn what people think of her. her skin is made of iron and she’d rather be disliked for saying what she thinks / acting on how she feels than be liked for stifling herself.
in that vein : won’t play nice for the sake of it. if she doesn’t like you, you’ll know it. if you piss her off, she’ll throw hands. she’s gotten kicked out of many a pub for instigating bar fights. she’s far from being all talk.
impulse control ? nonexistent.
a sense of responsibility for her actions ? nonexistent.
street smart, not book smart.
will do anything on a dare.
hoe rights.
ya’ll know that one girl from too hot to handle that made out with someone immediately because she wanted to cause a little chaos and thought it’d be funny to spite the other contestants ? that energy.
the type to fall in a pile of shit and come out with a diamond stuck between her teeth.
for you zodiac girlies out there, she’s a sagittarius sun, scorpio moon, aries rising, so make of that what you will.
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.
while she tends to get along more with guys generally, she’s far more attracted in girls and feminine presenting folk. she said bi, but like, in a gay way, you know ? from the second she stepped into the villa, she’s been blasting girls in bikinis by poppy in her head on LOOP.
this isn’t to say she wouldn’t couple up or hook up with a guy ( deep breaths joshy ). it’s just hard for her to picture a serious relationship with one. granted it’s hard for her to picture a serious relationship with anyone.
lowkey, she just thinks 99.9% of men are bad in bed, so, like, why waste the time ?
needless to say, she’s always been a fling haver, not a serious relationship haver. like i said : here for a good time, not a long time. maybe this is because she’s very fickle and easily bored, or maybe there is something deeper to it. maybe if she doesn’t let things be more than a passing fancy, it means she can’t get hurt when she inevitably gets reduced to being an “experiment” or “distraction” for someone. who knows. she certainly doesn’t. i mean, does it LOOK like she has a therapist ? ( she does not )
has wrecked a home for a one night stand. will do it again. at the end of the day, it’s not her problem if someone else had poor impulse control.
this post. just. this post.
is open to finding love in the villa, but doesn’t actually expect to. she only said she was there for it because there was no “fun” option.
literally just said fuck all in her interview tbqh. she doesn’t know what type she’d want in a serious relationship, and her standards for flings are kind of in the gutter. idk, she’s figuring it out ! at the very least, they have to have good craic.
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Man it’s 2024 and I’m tired of hoarding all my homestuck fanfiction in notebooks so im going to write and upload it all here whatever
Pairing: fem Dave and fem tavros
Warnings: self indulgent lesbian shit, Dave is a fiend, dry humping like a DOG
minors: please…go away
Notes: for Riley ❤️ 🌟
Kisses from a pretty girl 💋
Dave met tavros through a friend of a friend of a friend that June knows, Dave was in a rut and June insisted a blind date would help. June showed her a picture that she didn’t even look at (Candy crush was more interesting and its not like June could see that she wasn’t looking from behind her shades.), a simple nod was all she needed to hook them up for a date. Dave met tavros in a park and the blonde really just wanted to get it over with. That was until Dave saw her walk up, sure she was a little more filled out than Dave thought, but what made dave clench her jaw was simply how pretty tavros was.
Sure tavros was a little taller, a few inches at most, but Dave never cared about height. She had a round soft face dotted with freckles, the cutest little septum piercing, a smile that could power New York-fucking-city, and a body shape so gracious that had Dave with the palms of a teenage boy and thoughts that had her no better than the common man. Tavros’ voice was just as cute as she, low and reserved but spiking when talking about any of her interests.
Dave was in trouble.
There was a moment where tavros paused from talking, only to pull out a small red squeeze tube of cherry lip gloss and spread some of the sticky gloss on her lips. Another instance of Dave being thankful for her shades, lest she scare tavros off with how lecherously she leered at her.
The first date was awkward at best, tavros did most of the talking as Dave was far too starstruck to add much to the conversation. The second date was fun, tavros invited Dave to sit in on a DND session with her friends in the back of a card shop. The third date was exhilarating, Dave invited tavros to the club she DJ’ed at and after a few glasses of bitter liquid courage, tavros kissed Dave. Every date after that ended with a peck on the lips at the threshold of tavros’ apartment door, Dave always lingered there, her brain itching to invite herself into her home. They’d lost count of the date number when tavros invited Dave to come over that threshold and inside.
So that led to now, Dave sat crisscross on tavros’ old beat up couch, one hand holding her phone and her eyes looking up over her shades at tavros. It was rather perverse and shameless the way she watched her girlfriends behind sway as she kneeled and dug around to open cabinet to her entertainment stand. Dave considered for a moment that had she been born a man, tavros would not have made it this far being so bottom heavy. Just five minutes in tavs bed and Dave would have her whining proper, she figured a girl like tavros absolutely had to be a pushover in bed. Easy to push into position and play with-
“So, what do you want to watch?” She turned her head and Dave looked back down at her phone.
“Whatever you want babygirl” She shrugged, Tavros nods and pops a DVD in before returning to the couch and plopping down next to Dave, who in turned leaned against her as the dvd menu came up on the screen.
”Is this okay?”
“Yeah, I’ve never really seen yugioh, I’ve seen nerds cream their fedoras over the cards though.”
“This is just the first season, I didn’t want to scare you, by putting on Peter Pan the first time you’re at my place haha”
“You couldn’t pay me to leave tavros, the police wouldn’t be able to pry me off this 70’s antique couch-“
“You’re so cute Dave.” It was simple, astute, and it stopped Dave’s words there. She sputtered for a moment then fell silent after faltering.
“-Yeah-And, okay” For once Dave has nothing to say and she sits in silence next to tavros. She instead tried to actually focus on watching yugioh and cool the thoughts of being pressed against the girl next to her. They hadn’t even had a conversation about sex or who would be doing what, they were just. Riding the waves on it.
So Dave would ride tavros’ current until a ship picked her up.
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It wouldn’t be until five episodes later that Dave realized she hadn’t learned a damn thing except the main characters name. She had become more or less hyperfocused on how tavros was sitting. Thighs touching hers and sometime during the second episode Dave managed to worm her arm around tavros with succession. Every few minutes tavros would prattle off some kind of quick fun fact about a characters backstory or how the duels broke every single professional rule of the actual card game. Dave would return this with a nod of acknowledgement or even throw out a little ‘damn that’s crazy’ for a little pizzaz, a small effort to maintain an image of calm.
When in actuality Dave was tapping her foot with a sense of urgency and her jaw was clenching off and on.
She was hyper aware of how close tavros was and during the fourth episode tavros placed her hand on Dave’s thigh, not moving it since, much to Dave’s dismay. She had leaned in to maximize on their cuddles and in the process just simply placed her hand. It caused something to bloom and flutter in Dave’s stomach, something that left her mouth dry. Dave hadn’t felt this tense since the last time sis showed up at her apartment in the middle night for a strife to keep her in peak form. She was just about to call tavros when that bitch showed up, cal in one hand and a sword in the other.
Its during the eighth episode when tavros makes the bolder move once again, in the form of a quietly whispered question. Dave doesn’t hear her at first so she turns to tavros, asking her to very kindly repeat it.
“Oh, um, I was just asking if it would be cool if I kissed you was all.” She sounded nervous and god did dave not hesitate.
“God yes, I’ve been waiting all day, actually scratch that babygirl, I’ve been waiting since I first laid eyes on that homegrown farm raised outrageous body shape you got hiding under those Pokémon hoodies-“ She’s silenced with a kiss. One longer than the chaste pecks she gives tavros at the end of their dates.
The kiss is longer and longer, then Dave realizes that they are making out. Her lips pressed against tavros’ and leaned into each other. They part when Dave tilts her head to try and slip some sweet tongue action and tavros’ nose bumps her shades. When they pull apart, tavros notices that the tips of Dave’s ears are turning red along with her cheeks. Dave is fidgeting, unsure of where she can place her hands and how to even coordinate herself.
Tavros is slow and deliberate as she reaches up, removing Dave’s shades and leaning in so close their noses brush, “There, they won’t get in the way now” She whispers it like a secret. Like a dirty secret.
They kiss again, this time a little more desperate and tavros takes initiative to press her tongue rather forcefully into Dave’s mouth. Dave is far too willing to open her mouth and moan low in her throat and try to press closer. The way her tongue brushes tavros should be a sin, an act so offensive to god that they’re smited where they currently sit locking lips. It’s tavros who pulls away this time, tongue running along her upper lip and giving Dave a smile that has her clenching her toes in her socks.
“Fuck,” Daves voice cracks just a little, “You’re so goddamn hot if you asked me jump I wouldn’t even ask how high, I’d just jump out the fucking window.”
“So do you, want to continue then?” Tavros hand is sliding up Dave’s thigh and she begins to feel froggy. Ready to leap.
“Only if you want to, last thing I’d ever want to do is push you. You know? You’re just so fucking pretty and your lips feel so good and-“ a finger is pressed to her lips to silence her.
“Dave?”
“Yes?”
”I want to touch you” Her other hand brushes Dave’s belt buckle on the front of her jeans and bumps raise on Dave’s skin, “Can you take these off?” Her voice is low and heavy.
“Yea baby, of course.” She complies without another word and slides off the couch, undoing her pants and dropping them. Before she could get a quick joke out about her wearing boxers (something something boxers vs briefs argument), tavros takes her hand and gently pulls her into her lap, seating dave on one of her thighs. Dave can feel the warmth of tavros’ hands on her waist through her shirt and suddenly she wants to be naked, she needs to be naked and tavros needs to be naked and-
“Stop thinking so fast, silly,” Tavros taunts lightly, one hand sliding around Dave’s neck to the back of her head and pulling her in, “You’ll have more fun, let me show you.” Dave wholeheartedly agrees and kisses tavros with renewed vigor. It’s messy, sloppy even.
The hand at the back of Dave’s head slowly applies pressure and guides her to tilt her head until its in just the right spot. The hand at her waist is slowly pulling her shirt up until Dave feels the cold over her breasts and that combined with the warmth of tavros pressed against her has her slowly beginning to rock her hips, grinding against tavros’ thigh. Its shameless but god Dave is desperate for friction. For touch. For tavros.
Daves thoughts are filled with tavros, how soft and warm she feels, how badly Dave needs to know what its like to please her with her mouth. Her thoughts run so far and wild that she doesn’t notice tavros’ hands that have moved to her hips, pressing and guiding Dave to hump her thigh like a dog. For a moment Dave remembered that she was planning to get tavros on her back, spread and pliant for her. The true ironic lesson here to be learned was something about judging books and because of that Dave was now whining and teetering on the precipice of an orgasm from the mere thought of eating out her new girlfriend.
When the thought of them grinding against each other naked crossed Daves mind she jerked back, a small string of saliva keeping them connected for a moment before it broke. Dave was still grinding, tavros’ hands still steady on her hips to keep them moving. Both of them were rightfully flushed, Dave’s thighs quivered and when their eyes locked her movements stuttered.
“Are, Are you okay?” Tavros sounded just as needy as Dave felt and she wasn’t even being touched.
“I think-I- Ah-“ Dave couldn't take in enough air she thought, her head was floating above the clouds and ever higher to space.
”You’re doing a good-A good job” One of the hands on Dave’s hips was gone, “You look really, really pretty like this.” It wasn’t fair that those words stroked Dave’s ego in the sicknastiest way. Tavros was cheating. She was cheating by the way she touched herself to the sight of Dave’s rutting, cheating by saying those things to dave.
It was erotic, dirty, it was lewd.
It wasn’t fair how easy Dave came when tavros kissed her again, her tongue in her mouth and her moans muffled between them. She rode out the waves of pleasure, hands gripping tavros’ shoulders for stability. When Dave pulled back as her mind cleared she realized that she came just from kissing. Kissing and heavy petting like some kind of teenage boy who just discovered girls. Her lips felt tingly and swollen from the kissing, she never wanted this feeling to go away.
Her eyes snap down when she notices tavros removing her hand from her pants and then Dave realizes she acted completely selfish, only chasing her own pleasure and not considering her partners. Truly no better than a man. Before Dave can throw herself to the floor in desperation and bow to apologize, Tavros shifts and makes a face, eyebrows screwing together in confusion.
“Uh, Dave, Not to….make you uncomfortable but…My thigh is wet.” Tavros looks away, Dave’s stomach drops as she looks down and in true dog fashion, Dave made a mess.
“Shit, tavros I’m so sorry,” She slides off her lap and Dave’s thighs feel sticky. Before she can turn tail and run, tavros smiles and shrugs.
“I’ll forgive you, if you stay the night.” Her smile is mischievous and Dave knows shes in trouble now.
“If that’s what it takes, tavbaby, I’ll bark for you.” Dave winks.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
God Dave hoped so.
#bunni#homestuck#davetav#fem!tavros#fem!dave#tavros nitram#Dave strider#I’m not changing their names either#there’s no female versions of their names I like#especially dove#it’s not cute I’m sorry
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A Chance to Think
Introducing me - a hot mess.
Photo by Siora Photography on Unsplash
Hello, my fellow humans. Where do I start? I’m a sixteen-year-old from Toronto, Canada wanting a place to write all the terribly unhinged thoughts I experience on a daily basis. Unhinged as in arbitrarily philosophical, out-of-pocket, and not entirely relevant to whatever the conversation was, but nonetheless intriguing. They range from the purpose of beauty to the inherently positive core of the human person (thanks, Carl Rogers), all the way back to why depression is not all that fun but so strangely comforting at the same time. I’m of the philosophy that thoughts are not true ideas until you can express them, so I’m trying to follow my advice and get some words down on paper (or screen). Be prepared to question the motives behind your everyday behaviour and ask why you hate the person who thinks differently than you because I don’t care how comfortable your routine is… it’s time for change.
Ok, to be fair, I do recognize my own fallibility. I want to start a discussion. Questions are my everyday language rather than responses, so my goal here is to provoke some questionable, even disturbing, thoughts that you eventually find constructive. You can expect queries on the true benefits of psychotherapy while simultaneously exploring the origins of the universe (yay, physics!), to the things I’m learning from everyday teenage life, all the way back to the complexities of human nature explored in literature.
I will write essays on these topics and try to interview all different sorts of folk (definitely throwing in some experts there) to find diverse perspectives. I will review novels, papers, films, short stories, blog posts, a.k.a. anything I can get my hands on and talk about current events through my small, usually at least partially mistaken viewpoint to inspire some dialogue on things less focused on in mainstream culture. I want to show you why humanity is a beautiful, wounded union of experiences and that we are all capable of happiness and enlightenment - but it’s a rough ride.
I’ll try to post daily, but you can expect that there may be some unaccounted-for obligations in my life that prevent me from reaching you for a day or two.
I hope to entertain you, confuse you, maybe even startle you, but all with the goal of making you a more complete person. Can’t wait to see you next time!
Also like... this is pretty long for tumblr maybe? Let me know if I should make my posts here smaller than on substack. Thx!
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Actor, Writer, Director, Producer- Carl Gilliard about he his Path To Success in Hollywood
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The World's No.1 Superstar Rings in 48th Birthday and 25 Years as an Entertainer
The singer and actor is recognized in Hollywood and around the globe as a pioneer, He is the first and only artist from Merida Yucatan, MX, to act in films, and TV shows and record music in English.
LONDON & HOLLYWOOD, Calif. - Nov. 30, 2023 - PRLog -- As the calendar flips to December, the world prepares to celebrate the luminary extraordinaire Sidow Sobrino, marking his 48th birthday on December 1st. But this milestone isn't just about the passing of another year; it signifies a quarter-century of unrelenting brilliance and entertainment mastery.
The trailblazing artist from Merida, Yucatan, MX, has etched his name as a memorable icon in Hollywood's vibrant history. With a career that spans music, silver screens, and television shows in English, his influence transcends borders, resonating across the American, European, Asian, and Latin Markets with unmatched zeal and finesse.
From humble beginnings in 1975 to becoming a naturalized American citizen, Sidow Sobrino's journey embodies the essence of a true Icon. He is coinciding a birthday month shared by legends like Walt Disney, Steven Spielberg, Brad Pitt, Taylor Swift, and his life partner, Richard Sidow-Sobrino.
Beyond the glitz and glamor, Sidow Sobrino stands as a force, adorning the rosters of prestigious guilds such as the Screen Actor's Guild SAG-AFTRA and The American Society of Composers ASCAP. He has continuously raised the bar of excellence by collaborating with the crème de la crème of directors, producers, and A-list celebrities.
His magnetic presence has graced television screens, from uproarious appearances on The Carlos Mencia Show (2006) to his charismatic role as a celebrity judge on Spin the Bottle (2008). His unforgettable appearances in Emmy award-winning shows like RuPaul's Drag Race (2011) and alongside Emmy Award-winning actor William H Macy in Shameless (2013) cement his versatile talent. With ten studio albums already a part of his legacy, the anticipation surges for his eleventh opus, "My Amir," scheduled for release in 2024.
The actor is constantly bombarded with countless offers for partnerships and projects, yet he consistently chooses to decline them owing to his busy schedule devoted to creating his content. "We're flooded with endless offers, from photo shoots to calendars, acting gigs, and award shows. But my time is limited, and I prefer focusing on projects that align with my vision. Being in demand is fantastic, but not every opportunity meets our high standards. My audience deserves the absolute best from me, and I believe that authenticity in my creations is the only way to deliver that," the iconic figure expressed.
Sidow Sobrino's unparalleled passion for life continues to light up our lives with his luminous talent and unwavering dedication. The world's No.1 superstar will spend his birthday inside his studio doing what he loves most, creating and then spending a quiet evening with his husband Richard and their dogs Amigo and Roxie. Visit Sidow Sobrino's official website at TheWorldsNo1Superstar.com to enjoy his music, watch videos, and shop official Merchandise.
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THE SCREEN: “Mae West Reveals Herself as a Circus Queen in “I’m No Angel” at the Paramount—Saturday's Millions”
I'M NO ANGEL, based on a story by Mae West and supported by Lowell Brentano; music and lyrics by Harvey Brooks, Gladys Du Bois and Ben Ellison; directed by Wesley Ruggles; a Paramount production. At the Times Square and Brooklyn Paramounts.
Tira .... Mae West
Jack Clayton .... Cary Grant
Bill Barton .... Edward Arnold
Slick .... Ralf Harolde
Alicia Hatton .... Gertrude Michael
Kirk .... Kent Taylor
Thelma .... Dorothy Peterson
Benny Pinkowitz .... Russell Hopton
Beulah .... Gertrud Michael
The Chump .... William Davidson
Rajah .... Nigel de Bruller
Bob .... Irving Pichel
Omnes.... George Bruggeman
Harry .... Nat Pendleton
Chauffeur .... Morrie Cohen
Judge .... Walter Walker
by MORDAUNT HALL.
Arrayed in a variety of costumes which set off her sinuous form, Mae West is appearing at the Paramount in her latest screen vehicle, "I'm No Angel," a title which, as might be surmised, fits the leading character. Here Miss West, who wrote the story herself from “suggestions contributed" by Lowell Brentano, is beheld as a circus beauty named Tira, who wins applause and admiration by risking her blond head in a lion's mouth twice daily.
It is a rapid-fire entertainment, with shameless but thoroughly contagious humor, and one in which Tira is always the mistress of the situation, whether it be in the cage with wild beasts, in her boudoir with admirers or in a court of law.
Tira is ever ready with & flip double entendre and' she permits no skeleton to be found behind her cupboard doors. She has an emphatic personality, which proves a magnet for even social lights with millions. She receives costly presents, Including diamond necklaces, but she is hardly a gold-digger. She refrains from posing, preferring to keep to her natural slangy speech in her journey through the story from a tent to a penthouse.
She admits that she has thrown discretion to the winds, and she sometimes finds herself in an awkward predicament, but through a wily lawyer she succeeds in proving that she is guiltless. The feeble parts of this picture are those in which a criminal known as Slick is introduced. The less one sees of him the better one feels, for the production is interesting only as long as it proceeds on its merry route.
The glimpses of Tira making her impressive entry to the circus arena and then proceeding to the big cage with the roaring lions are depicted shrewdly. Tira does not actually stick her whole head in the lion's mouth, but contents herself by putting her face between the beast's jaws, which is quite enough.
Even this is set forth with a certain degree of fun, and one feels that Tira probably has a pistol ready for an emergency and that other circus employees are ready to shoot in the event that the beast starts to close its mouth. But one is apt to wonder whether they could possibly be quick enough. Society among the spectators is thrilled, all except one snobbish girl, who is furious because her fiancé is very enthusiastic over the performer's courage-and her beauty.
Later there comes the time when Tira puts her fair head into a court of law as the plaintiff in a breach-of-promise case. She sues Jack Clayton, whom she really loves, for $1,000,000, and it is not Tira's artful counsel who wins the case, but the circus queen herself. She cross-examines the defendant's witnesses and turns their testimony in her own favor, the unusual proceeding being countenanced by a judge whose sympathy Tira wins with the utmost ease.
Miss West plays her part with the same brightness and naturalness that attended her second film role. There is no lack of spontaneity in her actions or in the utterance of her lines. She is a remarkable wit, after her fashion. Cary Grant is pleasing as Clayton and Walter Walker is excellent as the considerate old judge. Gregory Ratoff does well as Tara’s lawyer. Wesley Ruggles has directed the film with his usual intelligence.
#Paramount Pictures#I’m no Angel#Mae West#Cary Grant#Edward Arnold#Ralf Harolde#Gertrude Michael#Kent Taylor#Dorothy Peterson#Russell Hopton#Gertrud Michael#William Davidson#Nigel de Bruller#Irving Pichel#George Bruggeman#Nat Pendleton#Morrie Cohen#Walter Walker#Mordaunt Hall#The New York Times
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Oh My God – Part 2 (2023): What A Disaster!
Har Har Mahadev! A sequel to the 2012 Akshay Kumar and Paresh Rawal-starrer OMG (Oh My God) has finally released on the Bollywood big screens after 11 years on August 11, 2023. Titled OMG 2 (Oh My God – Part 2), this comical family drama has been written and directed by Amit Rai and stars Akshay Kumar and Pankaj Tripathi. “Oh My God!” That’s what you will exclaim after watching this disastrous sequel.
OMG 2 (2023): Presenting Akshay Kumar As Lord Shiva! HAR HAR MAHADEV!
https://youtu.be/TrVaKSCUttU?si=j-JZjJ8hTEFCVj_B
OMG 2 (Oh My God – Part 2) tells the story of a Lord Shiva devotee named Kanti Sharan Mudgal (Pankaj Tripathi) whose son’s self-pleasuring video went viral when he was caught in the act at school. His son got rusticated from school and now, Kanti Sharan Mudgal must fight a case in court against the school authorities to admit his son back to school. And who do you think comes to his help? It’s none other than Lord Shiva as Akshay Kumar or Akshay Kumar as Lord Shiva. Excuse me for the joke! Watch the movie to find out what happens next.
Presenting Akshay Kumar And Pankaj Tripathi In OMG 2!
https://youtu.be/xZ1FXdIGf9Q?si=fsHuV6m_Uj2t3icA
OMG 2 (2023) Official Trailer:
https://youtu.be/Y6ZKXqM7HNQ?si=jaBFJR4C2pLQwYyB
The Good:
The cinematography and visuals in OMG 2 were pleasing and the songs too are good, but nothing extraordinary. Apart from these, there is hardly any “Good” about this sequel. If you would like to watch Akshay Kumar in yet another of his series of flop films, you are most welcome to watch this one!
https://youtu.be/s1j9Z01McSg?si=46vWpTs6w0uLf-jY
The Bad:
If you compare OMG 2 with its 2012 prequel which featured Akshay Kumar and Paresh Rawal, it doesn’t seem to match up to it. In OMG, Akshay played Lord Vishnu and in OMG 2, he plays Lord Shiva. The fact is that the prequel was an entertaining comical family-drama but talking about this sequel, its plot and theme are completely based on a sensitive and bold topic! That is masturbation and sex education in schools. And I must tell you that this sequel got delayed a lot by the Indian Censor Board and 20 cuts were advised by the Censor Board in its screenplay, after which it was allowed to be released. Some of the scenes were so bold that they were not appropriate to be shown to the conservative Indian society.
The argument-laden courtroom drama of OMG 2 lacks humor, is not convincing, and doesn’t instill a sense of belonging to the audience. The screenplay of OMG was exciting and this sequel lacks that thrill. Certain scenes in the screenplay are direly unconvincing as here you would see the prosecutor (Yami Gautam) delivering weird dialogues as if she doesn’t know how sex education is given at schools. She can be seen questioning the judge, “How can sex education be delivered at schools?” This was not appropriate for the character of a senior lawyer that she plays. As a senior lawyer, she has no idea how sex education is delivered at schools? You must be kidding me! She can also be seen asking Kanti's son at the climax, “Where’s your shameless dad?” Here I object because I agree that the boy was caught in the act of masturbating at school, but does that mean his dad is shameless, just because he is fighting a case for his son?
https://youtu.be/XNMyasqlvew?si=lQxDaNizIb4-pTJ7
By the screenplay of OMG 2 not instilling a sense of belonging, I meant that it lacked emotions and also got confusing at times. As the screenplay proceeds, you will feel that Kanti Sharan Mudgal was fighting the case for his son’s readmission at the school, and in other instances, you will start feeling that he was actually fighting to make the school authorities feel sorry for what they did to his son. So, this change in attitude of the character of Kanti Sharan Mudgal (played by Pankaj Tripathi) creates a lot of confusion. If you ask me, his character does not stand up to the character that was played by Paresh Rawal in OMG. Talking about Akshay Kumar, seeing him as Lord Shiva was equally disappointing. I feel Akshay needs to decide what he actually is. Is he Lord Shiva or is he Lord Vishnu? Maybe in OMG 3, we will see him playing Lord Brahma. The editing of OMG 2 dragged the film for a good 2 hours and 35 minutes. To be precise, there are lots of loose patches. A sex education-based courtroom drama need not go on for so long. Things get boring!
https://youtu.be/D3mUdwTM_sE?si=lrDxT06IhBHDdiFd
The Verdict:
The main reason OMG 2 will fail at the box office is because it has clashed with Gadar 2. Gadar 2 is a road-roller action film in Hindi Cinema and if a sex education-based courtroom drama clashes with it, then that dull and mediocre courtroom drama is bound to get demolished by the immense wrath of the legendary Tara Singh! Jokes apart, this is a big mistake that the filmmakers of OMG 2 have made. They could have released OMG 2 when the craze of Gadar 2 would have been over.
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“Raj is a generous actor.” Says Radhika Apte after the success of Monica O My Darling
Once again, Radhika Apte is back with a Netflix original and she is making all praise for her stellar performance. Monica O My Darling is an unpredictable crime movie that leaves you besmirched. Portraying the character of a corrupt police officer, Radhika can be seen making her pace in the dog-eat-dog world. Radhika accepts that she had her doubts when she first heard the storyline and hence made a pass. However, director Vasan Bala convinced her, and then she took flight with her spontaneity and acting skills.
“It’s nerve-racking until you find the character’s [rhythm]. The first few days, I wondered, ‘Will I be able to do this? Is this sounding funny?’ It’s difficult to be funny on screen,” says Radhika. However, there is no self-doubt visible in her performance instead she played a role of an entertaining police officer who has all sorts of quirks to offer. She also has made some amazing one-liners in the film and gives the credit for it to her co-star Rajkumar Rao. “Raj is a generous actor. That laughter or smile came because of him. If he didn’t look that terrified, I wouldn’t have laughed. So, we fed off each other’s [creative instincts].”
Talking about her character in the film, Rao says “Naidu is not just corrupt, but also shameless. She has no remorse or regret. It’s almost the opposite of who I am. I am remorseful even for things that I haven’t done wrong. It is liberating and relaxing because you never experience that side of yours,” laughs the actor, adding that Naidu’s wickedness also challenges filmmakers’ love for holier-than-thou women. “How many women we know around us are absolute thieves! We live in a world where gender doesn’t dictate morality. The truth is everyone is looking out for themselves.”
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