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Night In | Shikamaru Nara x OC
YOOOOOOOO WHATS GOOD HOMIES I HOPE YALL ARE HAVIN A GREAT DAY!!!! i finally finished the art so that means i CAN POST THIS FIC HEHEHEH this was a lot of fun to write, it was another self indulgent piece of smut from my oc's story!! i really dont know if i have much else to say about this tbh 🧍♀️ i guess other than if you dont like ocs or fics about ocs then just go somewhere else bc thats all i post here HAHAHAH ANYWAYS ill be posting the full art on my twitter account and then be linking to it when it's up! i hope yall like this i really worked hard on it 💜
Pairings: Shikamaru Nara x OC
Word Count: 9.5k
Genre: Smut
Warnings: None
Contents: 18+ MINORS DNI. Pre-established relationship, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, toy use, anal, spanking, breeding kink, overstimulation, squirting, sir kink, use of "daddy", unprotected sex, creampie with the intent of impregnation. Entirely self indulgent. No editing, we die like women. If I missed any, please let me know!
Summary: While having a nice night to themselves, Shikamaru's wife tells him that their son wants a little sibling.
Being a parent to a toddler was hard work. The diaper changing, the clean up after playtime, the meal making, not to mention the fatigue from constant sleepless nights. Shikamaru was lucky in that regard; he spent most of his time at work as Kakashi's right hand helping him run the village. He did his best to help out when he could, of course, but since his job was so demanding, it meant that Yuuna was at home most of the time looking after their son. It was exhausting.
But none of that was even the worst part. The hardest thing was the fact that their time together was so limited. Because Shikamaru was always at work, he often didn't come home until late, and rarely had any time off. And when he did get home, Shikaro would fuss and the couple would have to find a way to calm down their son. By the time he was feeling better and had fallen back to sleep, they would be too exhausted to spend time together and would go right to bed. So when Yuuna's brother offered to babysit for the night, she couldn't have been more excited.
"You're serious? You'll look after him tonight?" She grinned, holding her son in her arms. Shikaro reached a hand out to his uncle and touched his face, running his little hand across the burn scar over Tetsuya's left eye.
"Yeah, totally!" He confirmed with a chuckle as his nephew curiously explored the damaged skin on his face. "I know you could have pawned him off on Shikamaru's mom, but it's been a while since I've had some quality time with my little buddy."
Shikaro reached out to grab Tetsuya. The man took his nephew from his sister and held him up, planting a smooch on the toddler's cheek. The toddler cooed happily, wrapping his arms around his uncle's neck. Yuuna let out a giggle watching her brother dote on her son and sighed.
"Thank you, Tetsuya. You have no idea how much this means." She gave her brother a sincere smile, extending a hand out to touch him gently on the arm.
"Hey, it's no problem. I figured that since I'm cleared of missions until the weekend, I could lend a helping hand." He looked at Shikaro and hoisted him up a little, shifting his weight. "You and Shikamaru both work so hard and could use a break, so it's the least I can do as your brother."
She smiled at him again and looked over at her son. "Whaddya say, buddy? Do you wanna hang out with uncle Tetsuya tonight?"
"Yah yah!!" He clapped, looking down at his uncle. "Unco Tetsu, Unco Tetsu!!"
"I'll take that as a yes, huh?" Tetsuya laughed, planting another kiss on the toddler's cheek.
"C'mon buddy, let's go see daddy at work and then we'll get ready, okay?" Yuuna said as she grabbed Shikaro from her brother's arms.
"Yah yah!! Gonna see daddy!" He exclaimed excitedly.
"I'll stop by around three and drop him off. That work for you?" She suggested, turning back to her brother.
"Yeah, sounds perfect." Tetsuya smiled. He grabbed Shikaro's hand and squeezed it gently. "I'll see you soon, little man!"
The siblings turned and walked away from one another with a wave, and Shikaro called out after him.
"Baibai Unco Tetsu!!" He exclaimed with a smile, waving happily after him. He looked up at his mother and she met his eyes. "I get to play wif Unco Tetsu today mama!!"
"You sure do, buddy!" She giggled, nuzzling her nose against his. "Are you excited?"
Shikaro nodded and turned back to watch his uncle walking away. "Mama, I wanna brover to play wif me and Unco Tetsu!" He turned back to look at his mom, who stopped walking for a minute to look at him. "Can I have a brover? Pweeeeeease?"
Yuuna had to stop herself from bursting into laughter before she continued on their commute. "Maybe. I'll have to see what daddy says. No promises."
The walk to the Hokage's office didn't take long. As Yuuna walked down the hall, two members of Team Guy were leaving the office. Shikaro noticed the familiar faces and demanded to say hi to his auntie and uncle. Neji had to practically pry Tenten away from the toddler so they wouldn't be late for their mission. Once the duo was gone, Yuuna walked up to the office door and knocked lightly, waiting for the invitation into the room.
"Come on in," Kakashi called out from behind the wood. Yuuna opened the door and smiled brightly as she locked eyes with her husband.
"Hey, what are you two doing here?" Shikamaru chuckled, walking over to his family. He turned to Kakashi, "Sorry, do you mind if I excuse myself for a sec?"
"Of course, take your time." Kakashi grinned.
The Nara turned back to his wife and son and placed his hand on her back as he gently escorted them out of the office and guided them a little ways down the hall. Shikaro reached out for his father who happily held him in his arms.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you two," He started, looking from Shikaro to Yuuna. "But what are you doing here? You don't usually come by the office."
"Well, I have some good news!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "My brother wanted to look after Shikaro tonight, to give us a break! Which means if you're not here too late, we can finally have an evening to ourselves!"
"I'm gonna play wif Unco Tetsu today!" Shikaro reiterated, enthusiastically throwing his hands up into the air.
"Oh, is that so?" Shikamaru grinned looking at his son. The boy nodded his head. "Well, that sure sounds like it's gonna be a whole lot of fun, huh?"
"Yah yah!! Gonna hab a play day!" Shikaro clapped his hands together. Shikamaru looked at his wife and raised an eyebrow.
"You know my mother's gonna have a fit when she finds out that he's staying with Tetsuya and not her, right?" He chuckled.
"Yoshino's had plenty of time with him!" Yuuna countered. "Not that I'm not grateful for the help she's given us, but she always jumps at the opportunity. So when Tetsuya offered, of course I said yes. I figured it would be nice for him to have some uncle-nephew time with him, y'know?"
He hoisted Shikaro up a little and softened his expression slightly. "Just don't tell my mother that. She's gonna be on my butt for not being able to dote on her grandson."
Yuuna giggled and took a step closer to him, placing her arms on his. "Don't worry, she'll never know." She stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips. "So, think you can finish early tonight? Thought we could cook dinner together and then maybe watch a movie or something."
He looked over his shoulder at the office door, then back to his wife. "It's been pretty slow today, I think I can swing that."
She bounced on her toes excitedly and clapped her hands. "Awesome!! I'm dropping Shikaro off at Tetsuya's in about an hour and a half. I can start dinner when I get back."
They began to head back towards the office. Shikamaru looked down at Yuuna as they walked and smiled. "I can probably be home around four, if that works."
She nodded as she curled her fingers around the doorknob. "That's perfect." She opened the door and the couple walked back into the office. Shikaro's eyes lit up when he saw Kakashi and he cooed happily. She took him from her husband and held him closely.
"Everything alright?" The Hokage asked casually. The couple nodded.
"We're finally getting a break tonight and I wanted to plan dinner, that's all." She giggled.
Kakashi hummed and leaned back in his chair. "That's good to hear. You deserve it with how hard the two of you work."
"It's been kinda dead today, think I can call it early?" Shikamaru asked, turning to look from his wife to Kakashi. The Hokage looked down at the stack of paperwork on his desk and swiveled in his chair a little.
"I think once we get through this stack, I can handle the rest for the day." His eyes crinkled as he smiled under his mask. Shikamaru gave a subtle smirk as he turned to look at his wife and son.
"There you go, you heard it yourself." He spoke, placing his hands in his pockets as he shifted his weight. "Gimme a few hours and I'll be home, sound good?"
Yuuna beamed up at her husband and nodded. "That sounds perfect." She turned back towards Kakashi and gave a small bow. "Sorry for showing up unexpectedly, thanks for letting me talk to him."
Kakashi chuckled and waved a hand dismissively in front of his face. "No, no, it's no problem. You're welcome to stop by whenever you like, you know." He took note of the toddler staring and cooing at him, then waved at him. "And Shikaro is welcome to visit his father any time he likes, too."
Yuuna hoisted the child up a little and chuckled. "Shikaro, say hi to Lord Hokage!" She requested, waving her hand at Kakashi to demonstrate. He looked at his mother and then at Kakashi and smiled, waving back at him like she was.
"Hi Lord Hokage!" He chimed, waving excitedly. The adults smiled at him and all chuckled in unison.
"Alright, well, we'll let you guys get back to work." Yuuna sighed with a grin, turning to face her husband. She reached up onto her tiptoes to plant a kiss onto his lips. "I'll see you when you get home, baby."
Shikamaru placed a hand on her arm as she kissed him, stroking it gently when she pulled away. "Sounds good." He looked down at his son and cupped his hand around the back of his head gently and leaned down to plant a loving kiss on his forehead. "Be good for mommy and Uncle Tetsuya, okay?"
Shikaro clapped and nodded. "Okay, I pwomise!!"
They shared their goodbyes and went back to work and Yuuna headed back home to the Nara residence. Once home, she let Shikaro run around the house to collect his favourite toys and pajamas while she packed his essentials. He came running back with two armfuls of different toys and stuffed animals he wanted to bring, but they managed to narrow it down to three items after some fussing. She let him hold onto one and packed away the other two. Once his bag was packed and ready to go, she threw together some quick snacks for him to eat before she brought him over to her brother. Whatever he didn't eat she packed away into a lunch box and included it with his overnight bag.
The time to leave came quickly, and Shikaro couldn't have been more excited. He made the decision to walk instead of having his mother carry him. Yuuna walked close beside her son and watched as he waddled along, holding his hand and guiding him in the proper direction. When they reached Tetsuya's apartment Shikaro ran inside with an excited screech. The siblings laughed and Yuuna handed off Shikaro's overnight bag to Tetsuya. She called her son over to say goodbye, picking him up and planting a motherly kiss on the child's lips. She hugged her son tightly and set him down and he ran back off into his uncle's house. She then pulled Tetsuya into a hug as well. They exchanged goodbyes and then went their separate ways.
On the way home, she decided to stop by the market and pick up some ingredients for dinner. Once they were purchased she headed home and began to sift through her fridge and cupboards to find everything that they'd need to make their meal. It wasn't long into the preparations when she heard the front door open.
"Hey, I'm home." Shikamaru called out from the hallway. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his flak jacket, setting it down on the couch as he passed by the living room. He wandered into the kitchen and stood behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning down to press a kiss to the side of her head. "I haven't heard the house this quiet in years."
"I know, and we have all night to enjoy it!" Yuuna giggled as she started peeling a potato. She turned her head slightly to look at him and smiled. "Now come help, I wanna cook together!"
He sighed and kissed her head again, releasing her from his grip. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a large kitchen knife and began to chop the carrots that Yuuna had already peeled. They stood at the kitchen counter together, enjoying one another's company as they prepped their dinner. Once everything had been cooked, Yuuna poured them some drinks and they sat down at the dinner table to eat. They took the time to catch up with everything that they'd missed from the other. Having a toddler and different schedules made it difficult sometimes to hold casual conversations, so they hadn't had a chance in quite some time to be able to sit down to talk the way they were doing now. They kept their conversation going all throughout dinner, and when they were finished eating they helped one another clean up. When the last dish was washed, they brought their drinks over to the sofa where they sat cuddled up next to one another. Yuuna looked up at her husband and smiled over her wine glass.
"Cheers to having the house to ourselves for a change." She chuckled, holding her glass up in front of her. Shikamaru eyed her wine glass with a grin and chuckled, clinking his glass against hers.
"I'll drink to that." He smirked, taking a sip of his beer.
He draped his arm around the back of the couch, letting his fingers trace circles on her shoulder. She rested her hand on his thigh, running it up and down his leg as she took another sip of wine.
"I love you, baby." She hummed, looking into his eyes. He planted his hand down on her shoulder and pulled her in close to him, pressing his lips against hers in a sweet kiss. He pulled away after a minute and looked into her emerald gaze.
"I love you too, noodle." He grinned, closing the gap between them again. She hummed contently against his lips, then pulled away to take another sip of her drink.
They sat there for a moment, looking into each other's eyes, tensions slowly building as the alcohol in their systems gradually began to take effect. He continued to rub her shoulder, slipping his hand underneath her sweater to drag his fingernails along her bare skin. Her hand began to move higher and higher up his leg every time she stroked back up his thigh. She shifted a little, moving closer to him with a goofy smile on her face.
"So Shikaro was asking about wanting a brother today." She mentioned, heat rising to her face. Shikamaru took another sip of his beer and placed the empty glass down on the coffee table in front of them.
"Oh he did, did he?" He spoke quietly, inching his face closer to hers and resting his now free hand on her knee. Yuuna finished off her wine, placing her empty glass down to accompany his on the table.
"Mhmm," she nodded, looking between his mocha eyes with a smile, "He was saying he wished he had a brother to take on his play dates and asked me if he could have one."
"And what did you tell him?" He began to rub his hand from her knee up her thigh. She bit her lip lightly as she felt her heart pounding.
"I told him I'd have to ask daddy." She reached her free hand up to cup his face, rubbing her thumb along his cheek as she looked at his lips.
"Well, whaddya think? Should we give him a sibling?" He pulled her closer to him, their lips barely touching, "'Cause daddy wouldn't mind fucking another baby into you."
She let out a shaky breath, her eyelids fluttering at the words that dripped off his tongue like honey. A tightness arose in the pit of her stomach and she surged forward, pressing her lips hard enough against his to make him lean back. She glided her hand up his thigh and over his crotch, rubbing his stiffening erection with a smile. He let out a low groan at the stimulation, in turn sliding his hand down from her shoulder to her breast. He massaged her flesh between his fingers, pulling it out from her bra for easier access. She parted her lips and dragged her tongue across his mouth, pushing it past lips to meet his. He leaned forward and pushed her down onto her back, rolling her sweater up to her collarbone and unclasping her bra. He began to knead her tits between his fingers as his tongue lashed against hers, slating a knee between her legs as she ground down against it.
"So desperate, I guess you do want daddy to fuck a baby into you, huh?" He growled hungrily, tugging at her lip with his teeth as he flicked his thumbs over her nipples. She let out a quiet moan, breathing heavily as she rutted her hips upwards against his knee. He kissed her again, their tongues meeting in a heated dance for a moment before he pulled away. "No need to be quiet this time, there's nobody else here. I wanna hear just how good I make you feel."
Shikamaru shifted his head down just enough to be able to take one of her nipples into his mouth, flicking at the bud with his tongue. She let out another quiet moan into the air. Unimpressed, he bit down on her nipple harshly, eliciting a loud yelp from his wife.
"Ow, what the fuck was that?" Yuuna scolded, brows furrowed and face flushed. He licked at the nub again, sucking on it gently.
"I said you don't have to be quiet." He pulled away from her chest with a loud pop and looked into her eyes with a mischievous smile. "I wanna hear every noise that comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours, and I want to hear it loud. Gotta hear how good I make you feel."
Before she could respond he immediately took her nipple into his mouth again, flicking his tongue against it quickly as he pinched the other between his fingers. She moaned again, louder this time. He smiled against her skin as he kneaded her breast in his hand, a hungry growl resonating in the back of his throat.
"That's my girl," He huffed as he continued to lap at her sensitive nipple. She rolled her hips forward against his knee again and brought one hand up to the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair and loosening it from his hair tie. She breathed out another sultry moan and could feel his lips turning up into a smile against her skin. "Fuck, you're so needy, aren't you?"
"Gimme a break, it's been a minute since the last time we fucked." She joked with a pant, reaching her hand down into his trousers to curl her fingers around his girth. He let out a loud groan and bit down lightly on her nipple as he rutted his hips into her hand. She smirked down at him and bit her lip. "Looks like you're just as needy for me, huh?"
He pulled away from her with a pop, her breast bouncing as it settled against her chest again. Shikamaru frowned down at her and sucked the air through his teeth, his face flushing red as her grin grew wider.
"What's the matter?" She cooed, giving his cock a few steady pumps and running her thumb over his slit. He huffed out another low groan, his eyes shutting as his hips involuntarily bucked forward into her handq9. "You're not getting flustered, are you?"
He opened his eyes and grimaced, furrowing his brows as he swiftly shifted his thigh from between her legs and replaced it with his fingers, slipping them under her leggings and gliding them over her soaking panties. She opened her mouth to gasp but he shoved his tongue into her mouth to stifle the noise before she could. "Would you just shut up and let me take care of you?" He growled as he pulled away for breath, the small string of saliva that connected their tongues dissipating. "Quit being such a pain and let me take the reins, would you?"
Yuuna's eyelids closed half way as she looked up at her husband. Normally she would be a bit more stubborn and protest, but tonight was different. It was the first time in months that they'd been able to be together like this without having to worry about being too loud or too discreet. So she decided to bite her tongue, just this once. She smiled up at him and spread her knees apart, allowing him to move his hand freely. He scoffed in response, moving in to kiss her again as he slipped his hand under her panties to touch her bare skin. She moaned loudly into his mouth, removing her hand from inside his pants and wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him in closer.
"That's more like it." He slid his fingers through her folds, slicking them with her arousal before dipping his middle finger into her sex. He began to leisurely move his digit in and out of her hole, closing the gap between their faces again with a slow, passionate kiss. "Such a good girl, so wet for me." He chuckled as he pulled away for air, adding a second finger to stretch her out a little more. She bit her lip and moaned with a smile, looking up at him as she ground her hips against his hand.
"'Cause you make me feel so good," She whispered, running her hands along his arms. He smirked down at her and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" He inquired, tilting his head to the side a bit with a grin. He continued to move his hand at a slow and steady pace, his eyes fixated on her emerald gaze. "Why don't you tell me just how good I make you feel, huh?" He began to move his wrist quicker, feeling her walls clench around his fingers. She panted and tugged at the sleeves of his shirt, grinding down hard against his hand.
"So good," She whimpered, her brows turning upward in a longing expression. "Fuck, feels so good, love it when you play with my pussy baby."
He felt his cock twitch under his pants as she spoke so boldly, slowing his wrist movement again and diving down to take one of her nipples between his lips once more. He lashed at it with his tongue, and when he was done he dragged his mouth across her chest to the other one to do the same. She moaned loudly again, in turn causing Shikamaru to groan against her flesh. He trailed his tongue up her chest to her collarbone, then to her neck, then to the shell of her ear. He suckled on her earlobe as he continued to thrust his fingers into her.
"Daddy's gonna fuck you so good tonight." He growled into her ear, tracing his tongue along her earlobe before shifting to look down at her with a devilish grin. The look alone was enough to make her cunt throb. He felt her clench around his fingers and he slid them out of her hole to circle her clit. "Sounds like you're into that, aren't you?"
She nodded her head and ground her hips against his digits, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss. As soon as their lips met, they let their tongues explore the other's mouth, swirling around in a heated dance. Shikamaru slipped both hands into the elastic waistband of Yuuna's leggings and underwear, and slid them down past her ankles and off of her legs. He began to shift backwards on the couch, kissing down her neck as he went. His lips traveled to her collarbone, then across the expanse of her chest, then down to her stomach, and then stopped as he hovered his lips above her aching clit. He massaged her inner thighs, squeezing them and running his hands up and down, pulling apart her folds to get a good look at her dripping, trembling hole. He shifted forward slightly to kiss her clit, and again, and again, spreading her pussy open. She whimpered at the sensation, bucking her hips forward. He looked up at her as he held her lips open, kissing her nerves again.
"What's the matter?" He grumbled with a sly grin on his face, his lips just barely touching her flesh as he spoke.
She grabbed onto the back of his head and tried to pull him forward but he didn't budge. She tried to grind her hips forward but he pulled back every time, denying her the relief she wanted. "C-C'mon, please, I need it," She whined, brows turning up to look at her husband desperately.
"Need what?" He chuckled as he continued to pull apart her folds, teasing her further. "You know I can't give you what you want unless you tell me what it is."
Her face burned hot. He did this every time, and he knew it was a surefire way to get her flustered and submissive. She bit down on her lip and gripped down onto his head. "L-Lick my p-pussy," She whispered, averting his gaze. He squinted at her and called out to her to bring her attention back to him.
"If you're gonna tell me what you want, you better look me in the eyes when you tell me," He growled between her legs, "Otherwise I'm not doing a goddamn thing."
She could feel her cunt trembling again as he scolded her. She swallowed and looked him in the eyes, face hot and flushed, "I–...I want you to l-lick my pussy, please," She pleaded quietly. Her clit throbbed as he spread her cunt open again, swallowing as she saw him smile.
"I don't quite think I heard you." He growled, breath hot on her skin, his lips once again barely touching her sensitive bud. She gripped down tightly onto his head, grasping at his hair, watching him with needy eyes.
"I want you to lick my pussy," She spoke loudly, her body trembling as she felt the build up of pressure in her gut, desperate for release. "Please, I w-want you to lick my pussy and make me cum…!!"
Without another word, Shikamaru dove forward and began lashing his tongue against her clit and she immediately let out a lewd moan that echoed through their empty home. She ground down against his tongue as it lapped at her clit, pulling one of her hands up to her breast to massage the flesh between her fingers. He let out a soft groan at the taste of her on his tongue, wrapping his arms around her thighs and holding her against his mouth as he continued to devour her sex like he'd never get another chance. He dug his fingernails into her thighs and nodded his head along as he licked from her entrance to her clit and then back, dipping his tongue into her entrance and fucking her with his mouth.
She moaned out loud again, flicking her thumb over her nipple as her other hand buried itself in Shikamaru's hair, watching as he ate her pussy like a starved animal. He groaned again at the taste of her on his tongue, pulling out of her clenching walls and whipping his tongue against her puffy clit. Her breathing became laboured as the telltale signs of her approaching orgasm were drawing closer. He shifted one hand from her thigh, inserting two fingers into her hole as he began to thrust. She bucked her hips forward, grinding against his face as her moans got louder and louder, doing nothing but spurring him on more. He grinned as she squirmed around, using his free hand to press down hard against her womb, keeping her in place.
"C'mon, baby, cum for Daddy," He grunted, watching her blissful expression as he pleasured her. He could feel her walls tightening around his fingers and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smug smile as he listened to her falling apart on his tongue. "Atta girl, cum for me, yeah?"
With his instruction, Yuuna's back arched up off of the couch as she rode his tongue and fingers, her eyes rolling back into her skull with a lewd moan as she climaxed. Her body shook and squirmed as she rolled her hips against his face, riding out her orgasm, panting to catch her breath. He continued to suckle on her aching clit as she came around his fingers, lips pulled into a triumphant smile as he watched her expression of pure ecstacy. As she came down from her high she bucked her hips and writhed around, her entire body sensitive from her orgasm. He pulled his fingers out from her soaking cunt and sat up, crawling overtop of her with a huff. He leaned in close and shoved his tongue past her lips, cupping the back of her head with one hand as he held her face against his. A lewd moan slipped out of her throat at the taste of her pussy on his tongue and it sent a throb right between her legs. He pulled away to catch his breath and she panted beneath him, eyes glassed over with pleasure.
"You're gonna walk over to the bedroom, get naked, then get on the bed on all fours. Your ass better be up in the air by the time I get in there, understood?" He growled, glaring down at her with a primal hunger in his eyes. She nodded her head a few times and was shifting to get off the couch. Unsatisfied with her response, Shikamaru scoffed and gave her a light slap on the cheek. He grabbed her face between his fingers and squished her face, forcing her to look up at him. "Is that how you address me?"
"Y-Yes sir," She answered again, speech impaired slightly from his hand squeezing her lips together. He smirked and released her face, pulling back from her to allow her to sit up.
She scooted off the couch and quickly made her way to their bedroom. Shikamaru watched her as she walked down the hallway, making sure to get a good look at her ass as it bounced with every step she took. When she was out of sight he let out a satisfied chuckle. With one arm draped over the back of the sofa, he moved the other down to fist his cock and give it a few steady strokes. When he heard the creaking of their bed, he stood up and walked down the hallway to the threshold of their bedroom. As he had requested of her, Yuuna had removed her clothes and was laying face down on the bed, her legs spread and her ass up in the air. He smirked and strolled over to the bed, removing his trousers, and sunk his knees into the mattress behind her.
He ran his hands along the expanse of her ass, giving it a squeeze before landing a harsh spank against her skin. She jolted and let out a yelp. He massaged her ass cheek to ease the pain before repeating the process until the skin was burning bright red. He fisted his cock again and gave it a few steady pumps before sliding it through her dripping folds a few times, then pulled his hips back and slapped his shaft against her asshole. He wrapped her ass cheeks around his cock as he began to slowly grind his hips forward. She let out a quiet, needy moan at the sensation, feeling her cunt throb at the thought of his cock inside her.
"F-Fuck, p-please," She whined, wiggling her hips invitingly. "N-Need it, n-need your cock."
He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, kissing the back of her neck. "What do you need, huh?"
"Fuck me," She replied without hesitation, backing her hips up against him. "Need your cock inside me, n-need you to stretch me out, p-please…!"
He chuckled at her desperation and kissed her neck again, then down her back. He sat up and ran his cock through her folds again, coating it with her arousal before pushing the head of his cock past her entrance. He pushed his hips forward and buried his cock deep into her cunt, the head of his cock pressing against her cervix. She mewled loudly, the position allowing him to hit deep into her pussy. She began to bounce her hips on his cock, her face pressed into the pillows as she panted. He grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed the skin, gripping onto it tightly as he matched her pace.
The room quickly filled with the sounds of lewd squelching, skin slapping, and lustful moans. Shikamaru tipped his head to the side as he watched his cock disappear into her cunt, fucking hard into her soaking pussy with ease. He let one hand rest at his side and pressed the other flat against the small of her back, holding her down. He huffed with a devilish grin as an idea crossed his mind. He spat down onto her asshole and circled it with the pad of his thumb. Yuuna's body reacted to the sensation and he could feel her walls tightening around his cock. He then slowly inserted his thumb past her rim down to the first knuckle.
"Fuuuuuck–...!!" She moaned, her eyes rolling back as he began to thrust his thumb in and out of her asshole in rhythm with his cock.
"Like that, don't you?" He grunted, sinking his thumb deeper into her hole. She nodded in agreement, moving one of her hands to her clit where she began to rub it with her fingers. He felt her walls clench around his cock again and he pulled his thumb from her ass, spitting down on it again and inserting his middle and ring fingers instead. She groaned hungrily as he scissored his digits inside her hole, bouncing her ass harder against his cock and fingers, flicking quickly at her clit. "Yeah, that's a good girl."
Her eyes crossed and her brows furrowed upwards as she felt her orgasm drawing close. He inserted a third finger into her ass, thrusting hard as his cock throbbed inside her cunt. It was enough to push her over the edge, and she screamed out loud as she came around his cock, rubbing her clit fast as she let her orgasm take over her body. She twitched underneath him, her knees trembling as she continued to slowly trace circles around her clit and back her hips up against him.
"Look at you, falling apart on my cock like a dirty little slut," He groaned, slowing his hips and leaning forward so his chest was pressed against her back. He ground his cock lazily into her hole, kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobe. "What do you say to me for making you cum, huh?"
"Th-Thank you," she sputtered, her eyes halfway closed and her hips shaking as she felt his fingers moving inside her ass and his cock sliding in and out of her hole. He scoffed and used his free hand to grab onto her face and pull her head up, locking eyes with his wife.
"Thank you what?" He grunted, leisurely rutting his hips against hers. She swallowed and a quiet moan slipped past her lips.
"Th-Thank you, sir," She slurred, eyes fluttering halfway closed and rolling back into her skull getting drunk off his dick.
He grinned and released her face from his grip, pressing his lips to her cheek and licking at her salty skin, "Atta girl." He pulled his head away from hers and sat up, pressing his free hand flat against the side of her head and pushing her into the pillows. He tipped his head to the side and watched his cock disappear inside her, pulling his fingers out from her asshole and instead dug them into her hips. The lustful whine she gave didn't go unnoticed. Shikamaru squinted down at her and sucked the air through his teeth. "What's the matter? You want this hole filled up too?"
He felt her nod under his hand and the wicked grin on his lips only grew wider. Keeping himself buried deep inside her cunt, he stopped moving to reach over to her bedside table. He opened the drawer to find her hidden stash of toys he knew were there. Leaning over, he reached into the drawer to pull out her bottle of lube and her favourite toy; a large, mint green, silicone dildo. He'd come home late a handful of times to see her shoving it quickly back into the drawer to try and hide it, but he knew right away what she was hiding from him. He opened the bottle of lubricant and squeezed some of the water-based liquid onto the tip of the dildo, letting it drip down the rubber shaft. He pressed the head of the toy up against her asshole.
"This what you wanted?" He inquired with a cocked eyebrow and a sly grin as he once more began to move his hips against hers. She looked at him over her shoulder, eyes hazy and full of lust.
"Yes sir," she squeaked, nodding her head and staring at the silicone toy. Her mouth began to water and she licked her lips. He scoffed and furrowed his brow.
"And what exactly is it that you want?" He pressed, rutting his cock into her at a lax pace. He could see Yuuna's face burn bright red and it brought a grin right back to his face.
"C-Cock…in my a-ass…" She mewled, pushing her hips back against her husband and the toy in an attempt to satisfy her need for feeling full. She swallowed thickly and picked herself up, supporting her weight with her hands and fisting the bed sheets beneath her. She turned her head to look at him and meet his eyes with a needy whine. "P-Please, want you to fill me up, f-fuck my ass and my pussy."
He let out a groan and shoved the dildo into her ass all the way to the base and she let out a cry of mixed pleasure and pain. The sudden gesture caused her to lose her balance and she fell forward, burying her face in the pillows once more. He leaned over her, ramming his cock deep into her sex as he thrusted the toy swiftly in and out of her ass.
"Dirty little slut," He growled, pressing his lips against her shoulder and biting at her skin. She let out a slew of moans as the pressure built up in her gut once more. He smirked against her salty skin, moving both his wrist and his hips at a steady pace. He glanced back to watch the green cock slide in and out of her tight ass, grunting as he moved the toy quicker. He continued to ram the fake cock into her hole, matching the pace with his hips as he plowed into her cunt. The intensity of the combined thrusts was enough to send her hurtling towards another orgasm, crying out his name in ecstasy as her vision went white.
Her eyes crossed and her body convulsed as she gripped onto the pillow, tears spilling down her cheeks at the immense pleasure that racked her body. He huffed and slowed his pace to catch his breath.
"That's my good girl," he praised, kissing her shoulder again. He moved his lips to meet hers, licking into her mouth and groaning against her tongue. He pulled away with a pant, saliva dribbling down his chin as his tongue lolled from his mouth for a moment. He pressed his lips against her ear and whispered, "You're gonna get on top of me and fuck yourself on my cock, understood?"
Her eyelids fluttered as he spoke and she compliantly nodded her head. She felt his body moving away from hers and whined when he pulled out of her holes. He sat behind her for a moment and gave her ass a light spank, groping her flesh in his hands and pulling her ass cheeks apart. He watched as her hole twitched and gaped now that it was empty, smirking from above her.
"So desperate to be full, aren't you sweetheart?" He muttered, landing another smack against her skin. The harsh contact made her yelp and her body shook. He kneaded her flesh between his fingers, slicking the dildo up with her arousal before dipping it back into her ass again only twice. He pulled the toy out of her hole and watched it gape again as she looked over her shoulder at him and whined.
He flashed another sly smile to her and moved to lay down next to her on his back. She got on top of her husband, straddling his waist and pressing her hands down against his chest. She began to roll her hips against him, rubbing her sensitive clit against his shaft. His hands moved to her waist where his nails dug into her flesh, watching her hips move against his body. He bit at his lip and groaned, throwing his head back into the pillow and bucking his hips up against her. She giggled as she moved, watching his expression from above him.
"Does that feel good, baby?" She purred, circling her hips languidly against Shikamaru's. He looked up into her eyes and furrowed his brow with a scoff, grabbing a fistful of her hair and snapping her head to the side. She shut her eyes and let out a hiss at the stinging on her scalp. Her eyes opened to see his glaring daggers back at her.
"Don't you go thinking that you're in charge just because you're on top," he growled into the air. He tugged her hair again and she whimpered, shutting her eyes once more. "Now do what I told you to do."
One emerald eye met his intense mocha gaze. She nodded her head as much as the grip on her hair would allow her to. "Y-Yes sir." She submitted. His frown turned up into a smirk and he released his grip on her head, shifting his hand to rest on her waist instead.
He watched as she scooted back a little and took the bottle of lube off the bed. She flipped the cap open and squeezed the cold liquid down onto his aching cock, using her free hand to stroke his length and spread the lube down his shaft. She turned around so her back was facing him and wiggled her hips as she lined the head of his cock up with her ass. With a gasp, she lowered herself down onto his cock, burying him deep inside of her. She panted as she moved her hips up then sunk back down onto him. He snaked his hands up to her waist and sucked the air through his teeth, digging his fingers into her plush skin and watching as his girth disappeared inside her asshole. The tightness made his dick throb and he couldn't stop himself from letting out a pleasured groan.
She leaned forward, pressing her hands into the mattress to keep herself upright as she began to bounce her hips against his cock. She worked herself up into a steady rhythm as she adjusted for the stretch and it wasn't long before she was a mewling mess above him. He matched Yuuna's pace, fucking up into her ass and slapping his hips against hers with labored grunts.
"So fucking tight," he muttered, exhaling sharply through his nose. He watched his cock disappear deep inside her body and he licked his lips. She moved one hand from the mattress to her cunt, spreading her folds apart to caress her aching clit. She circled it with her fingers, dipping her digits inside her entrance and flicking her wrist. Her eyes crossed a little at the sensation, letting a soft whimper roll off her tongue. She glanced down next to her to see her favourite toy laying on the bed. Her pussy throbbed at the thought of having another cock inside her. She pulled her fingers from her hole and picked the dildo up, running it through her folds and coating it with her arousal before pushing it all the way into her sex with ease. She leaned forward, pressing her chest against the mattress and bouncing her hips against the two dicks inside of her.
Her eyelids fluttered half closed and her eyes crossed, her brow turning up as the pleasure grew inside her gut. She yelped in surprise as he landed another spank against her skin, then massaged the flesh between his fingers. He repeated the action a few times, bucking his hips upwards but for the most part letting her do the work. He landed one more slap against her skin before sitting up just enough to snake his arm around her waist and pull her down so her back was flush with his chest. He dug his heels into the mattress and thrusted up fast into her asshole, his cock twitching as her tightness wrapped around him. She met his pace with the dildo, ramming the toy fast and deep into her pussy. Her breath hitched in her throat as the pleasure began to build up inside of her. He watched over her shoulder as she fucked herself with the toy, biting down against her shoulder and slamming his hips up into hers. She let out another yelp and pressed her head back, staring up wide eyed at the ceiling of their bedroom. He repeated the action again, and again, hitting deep inside her with every roll of his hips. He grunted as he held his hips against her ass, panting to catch his breath and watch as she slid the dildo in and out of her wet hole.
"Fuck," she muttered, eyes slamming shut as she bucked her hips forward, both cocks dragging against her walls. Her breathing became labored as her hand moved faster. The head of the dildo punched her cervix with each thrust inside her and she could feel her legs trembling.
He watched over her shoulder again as she used the toy. "Gonna cum again?" He prodded, moving his hips against her once he had caught his breath. He began to move faster, not quite matching the pace of her hand but thrusting hard and deep inside of her ass. She nodded at his question, eyes glassed over with pleasure as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. He wrapped his other arm tight around her waist and began to thrust up hard into her, matching the rhythm she had set for herself.
Her eyes widened and she cried shamelessly out into the air as the coil inside her gut finally snapped, sending her nerves into overdrive. Her holes clenched tightly around the cocks inside her, and a clear liquid gushed out from her cunt as she came. It splashed onto the bed sheets, soaking through to the mattress around their feet. His eyes narrowed hungrily, watching her hips convulse as she squirted.
"My wife is such a messy girl," He purred into her ear, slowing his hips to an easy, steady rhythm. "Cumming so hard she soaked through the sheets. And now the bed is all wet, what a drag."
She laid on top of him, chest heaving for air as her orgasm subsided. He ran his hands up and down her salty skin, kissing her neck from underneath her, gripping onto her tight. He grasped onto her waist and pushed her up and off of his stiff girth, scooting over to the side and laying her down next to him. He skated his hand down to the front of her body where he grabbed onto the suctioned end of the dildo and slowly pulled it from her clenching pussy, tossing it to the side and ghosting his fingers over her sensitive skin. His hand moved up from her pelvis to her stomach, then to her chest where he grabbed a handful of one of her tits to squeeze and massage, before letting it bounce and settle against her chest as his fingers moved up to her neck. He slipped his hand behind her head and pulled her into a fiery kiss, nodding his head along and licking into her mouth. Her tongue glided against his, a slew of moans dripping off of it as his hand moved back down her body again. He slipped it under her thigh and propped her leg up against his forearm, dipping his fingers into her sensitive core. She twitched at the stimulation but didn't push him away, instead bringing her hand up to touch his face and pull him in closer to her. They pulled away from each other to catch their breath, hot air fanning against the other's face as a string of saliva connected their tongues.
"How's about daddy knocks you up now, huh?" he grinned, looking down at her lips. He watched as she took her lower lip between her teeth and nodded just a little, then pressed his lips against hers once more. He let out a moan against her mouth as he moved his fingers inside of her, curling them upwards to rub against her walls. He pulled away and their eyes locked. "I wanna hear you say it."
"Please," she begged with a pant, reaching her hand down and curling her thin fingers around his cock to give it a few steady strokes. Her emerald eyes reflected in the mocha that stared back at her and she swallowed the desire that was in her throat. Her other hand came up to meet his face, brushing her fingertips against his cheek. “Cum inside me, I want you to make me pregnant.”
His breath hitched in his throat hearing the words come from her mouth and he involuntarily let a groan sound in his throat. Shikamaru surged forward to kiss her again, their tongues meeting with a desperate moan. She used one arm to support her weight on the bed and wrapped the other around the back of his neck, holding him close to her. He pulled his fingers out from her core and grabbed hold of his girth from her, lining the tip up with her entrance. He slowly pushed his hips forward, the head of his cock breaching her tight hole. He gave in to his desire and slammed his hips forward, a hungry growl escaping him as he buried himself deep inside of her. He pressed his forehead against hers as he rutted into her, her walls clenching around him and making him lose his composure. He pinched his brow and closed his eyes as he plunged deep inside of her cunt. He dug his fingers into the flesh of her thigh, holding her leg up to give him room to move. He set a frantic pace, rocking the bed as he dug his heels into the mattress, losing any and all control that he had. Every punch of his hips had his cock hitting her cervix. The pain was enough to make her cry out, but the pleasure she felt far outweighed the ache.
They were both a mess; panting through their noses and moaning against each other's lips, fingers digging into flesh, hips rolling together in sync. Yuuna's skin was on fire, overstimulated from the countless orgasms she'd already had, yet her gut still burned with longing. Her moans increased in volume and she had to pull away from his face to catch her breath as he plowed into her, eyes shutting tight and white knuckle grasping at the bed sheets. He moved his hand down from its spot against her thigh to run his middle and ring fingers in fast circles around her clit, determined to push her towards one final climax before he gave in to his own lust. She began to shake her head as she pulled away from his lips, gasping for air and eyes spilling tears.
"I-I can't, I c-can't…!" She hiccuped, vision blurring as she writhed around underneath him from the assault on her nerves. He pressed his lips to hers again, groaning into her mouth as he flicked his wrist at a pace that almost matched his hips.
"Yes you can," He challenged, his voice husky, a primal look in his eyes. "And you're going to."
Every touch of his body against hers felt like fire under her skin. It was almost too much to bear. He edged her closer and closer to that final burning climax, and when it hit her, she cried out his name and began to tremble as her back arched up off of the bed. She stared up at the ceiling with wide opened eyes as fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks, tongue hanging from her mouth, chest heaving desperately as she tried to catch her breath.
He skated his hand back up to her thigh where he grabbed onto her leg and squeezed it in his arms, slamming his hips hard against hers. He could feel the knot inside him unraveling and he closed his eyes tight, allowing the pleasure to finally take him over. His thrusts grew sloppy as he came inside of her with a guttural moan, rolling his hips against hers as he shot thick spurts of his hot cum deep inside her, fucking it into her womb.
"So good baby, you did so good," he huffed in exertion. He laid there next to her and allowed himself to ride out his high, giving his hips a few more shallow bucks until finally he came to a halt. He pressed his forehead to hers gently with his eyes closed. "You did so fucking good."
She laid next to him and whimpered as her body twitched, finally releasing the death grip she had on the bed sheets. Her legs trembled and shook as she stretched them out flat, Shikamaru pulling out of her as a result. Giving a little sniffle, she used the back of her hand to wipe the tears off her cheeks and she smiled at him.
"That was…"
"A little too intense?" He chuckled softly, kissing the tip of her nose as he caressed her burning skin. "Guess I got a little carried away. Sorry about that."
"No, it's fine!" She giggled dismissively at him. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't expecting it."
"Had to take advantage of the opportunity to fuck you silly without worrying about Shikaro, it'd be a drag if I had let it go to waste." He teased, wrapping his arms around Yuuna's waist and nuzzling his nose against her neck. She laughed out loud at his words, humming contently and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.
"Do you think it worked?" She pondered. He scoffed and looked up at her without moving his head.
"With all that effort I put into it, it better have fucking worked." He complained, his voice muffled as he spoke against her skin. She chuckled and hummed, running her fingers through his long dark hair and gently scratching his scalp.
"Well, if it didn't, at least we got to have some much needed time together." She pointed out with a grin. He dragged his fingertips along her back, tracing the scar that resided in the middle of it. "And if it did, then we have another baby. So it's win-win."
He pulled his head away from her body just enough to stare down at her stomach. He shifted one of his hands from her back and smoothed it along her skin until it rested flat against her navel. With a grin, he looked up into her eyes and pressed his lips against hers in a sweet kiss. He pulled away after a quiet moment and a mischievous grin pulled at the corners of his mouth.
"We should get a babysitter more often."
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saw someone comment how cooper picked bernstein because he resembles him so he would get points for a "transformative" performance. which i honestly would buy as his mindset because he clearly was not interested in him on any level other level. there's also the fact he stole this movie from jake gyllenhaal. which idk if he would have been the better choice but a) he's a superior actor and b) he's actually jewish.
Honestly? I could buy that speculation. (And then he honestly made himself look less like Bernstein with the ridic prosthetic nose? Which tracks with the Oscar desperation.) The thing is that BCoops basically stripped Bernstein of anything distinct or transgressive aside from his sexuality, which a) shouldn't be... a distinct "transgressive" thing, it was a part of who he was and it impacted his relationships obviously, but it wasn't this INSANE thing b) completely invalidated making a biopic about him. What makes this guy worthy of a movie? Because his life needs to be a good story when translated into a script--it can't just be "was considered best at this thing". And again, besides some fairly out of context performances, we never even really saw what made HIM the best at this one thing.
Another thing that could've made the biopic better imo would be getting into his and Felicia's political activities, which were legitimately distinct. Like, you're gonna keep returning to Felicia's hinted at homophobia but you're not going to show her raising money for the Black Panthers' families and working with Coretta Scott King? You're not going to get into the FBI files on Bernstein? Because that's a quick Google away and it seems way more interesting than half the shit in there.
I also found the way the movie handled Felicia's feelings on his sexuality so muddled. Like, yeah. She's human. Her feelings are allowed to change. And I can totally see her going from "I'm good with being with this man who I know I can't completely fulfill because I love him" as a young woman in theory to "this is harder than I thought it would be". But the movie never seems to illustrate that because we see so little of anyone's inner life. Plus, it just seemed bizarre to have her going "YOU'RE SO HATEFUL" when we really never see the man being hateful and also she actually seems much more bugged by, I don't know, him fucking all these other people. And I'd say "oh the movie was saying she was deflecting" but lol you have an entire major reunion scene where she's all "you aren't hateful".
Also? You can portray a relationship as complex and transactional and also loving. It can be all things. You can depict Bernstein having serious, passionate, COMMITTED relationships with men while also loving his wife (albeit in perhaps a different way--I've seen some suggest Bernstein was bi, some suggest he probably wouldn't have been with women if he was born at a later time, we'll never know). You can say he loves her but also benefits from having a wife with his profile. You can say she loves him and also get way more into her having a serious relationship with another man who died before she married Bernstein. You can say she loved him also say she loved being with a high profile man whose ambitions aligned with her own. You can say they loved each other and were separated when she found out she was sick, and additionally that he never actually left his partner at the time, even if he did move back in with Felicia to care for her.
I'm not a huge Jake G fan, but he does seem like he was way more passionate about Bernstein as a whole person, I do think it would've been cool for a Jewish actor to have the role, and I suspect he would've been way more comfortable with Bernstein's queer identity. And the thing is? Bernstein's kids love this movie. Which, great. But I have to wonder how much of that has to do with it totally whitewashing their parents and their relationship. Because it is legitimately hard to accept our parents as people. I imagine that being uncomfortable with your parent's constant affairs makes that worse, and who is comfortable with that?
But is a part of who he was, and I personally think this exemplifies why biopics are often better (not always) when people are less involved in the development. Because people aren't objective, and people often want a flattering story versus a good one, understandably. There are always exceptions--I think Rocketman is amazing and Elton was involved. But I also think Elton is more open to certain things being portrayed than certain people would be.
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How about some poly Alice and Jasper dancing at the wedding with the reader? I just some fluffy moments omg 😭😭 just dancing, laughing together etc.
The Wedding Dance (23/1/23)
Poly!Alice & Jasper x reader
SUMMARY: reader feels jealous when they see their mates, Alice and Jasper, dancing at Bella & Edward’s wedding. They are asked to dance, and the rest, as they say, is history. Some Alice and Jasper fluff.
A/N: thanks to the Anon who requested! I’m super sorry this took so long, but I put everything into it. Really hope you enjoy this one :)
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You had never been much of a dancer. However, on this happy occasion of Edward and Bella’s wedding, you kind of wished you were.
There, in the middle of the floor, were your mates, Alice and Jasper. They were so elegant; swirling each other around the floor like a wind had struck the leaves on the ground of a forest.
You hated to say it, but you were jealous. Why wouldn’t they come and sweep you off your feet, dance with you? It was the moments like this when you saw them having fun that you started to doubt yourself.
However, you couldn’t do this for long, as while you were stuck in your small self-hating moment, you didn’t notice the pair striding elegantly towards you.
‘Now, what’s a pretty girl like you doing all alone on a night like this?’ Jasper’s southern drawl greeted your ears. You blushed and replied ‘nothing…’ and the pair shared a small grin between them. ‘Wanna dance?’ Alice’s melodic soprano voice came this time. You nodded and smiled a little. She held out her hand to you, and you took it, grateful.
A slow waltz began to play, and you hung back slightly, honestly a little unsure of how this was going to go. Who has ever heard of 3 person waltzing? Well, Jasper and Alice, clearly. They kept walking towards the dance floor, took you in their arms and pulled you along with the slow beat. For a minute, you felt dreadfully unco-ordinated, but it wasn’t long before your feet started following theirs. After a while, you forgot to worry about keeping up with them, and just let yourself get lost in the beat. This was easy! You were really dancing!
As you whirled across the dance floor, out of the corner of your eye you noticed all of the other couples had stopped dancing, and were instead staring at the three of you, totally transfixed and mesmerised. Even the bride and groom stood stock-still, looking on with admiration. You smiled to yourself at the thought of being considered mesmerising by a group of vampires.
Your smile was getting bigger by the minute; you truly were having the absolute time of your life. All the insecurity of before was totally forgotten - you felt completely free, for once in your life. Jasper twirled the both of you around, the huge grin evident on his face. On all of your faces.
You kept dancing and dancing; the waltz music seemed to go on forever. When it eventually came to a close, you found yourself instantly missing it, and craving for more. You stopped twirling and stood for a second, taking everything in. It seemed like years since you had started dancing, and the world seemed to be a totally different place. It was the strangest feeling.
It was then you realised everyone was clapping and smiling at you. Alice and Jasper smiled and took a bow. You took a shy, tentative bow and grinned too. The three of you wandered back to your seat as everyone else got back to dancing.
You felt like you’d had an out of body experience. It didn’t seem real, what you’d just done. It was quite possibly the best few minutes of your life. You were so glad you got to spend those moments with Alice and Jasper.
Finally at your seats, the three of you began recounting the previous moments, you with particular gusto, your cheeks becoming dusted with a light pink blush. They just laughed and smiled at you, calling you ‘the cutest’. Jasper took one of each of yours and Alice’s hands in his, and squeezed gently. You squeezed back, and grabbed Alice’s other hand, so you were in a small circle. Laughing all the while, you told them how much you loved them, and they agreed with you, telling you how precious you were to them.
Jasper had cracked some joke that you guys should be on Dancing with the Stars, and you all started giggling like little kids. Honestly, this wedding was shaping up to be the party of the century in your eyes, and you couldn’t help but wish that it would someday be you in white, with your two loves. You hoped by then that the world had become a more accepting place, and such a ceremony would be commonplace.
In the meantime, you were happy here: laughing and dancing with the loves of your life.
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Here’s the video I was inspired by (for the dancing part):
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A/N: thanks so much for reading! You guys rock!
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What is your version of Hogwarts' uniform like? (The everyday one and the Quidditch one)
okay SO
i think of the everyday uniform as having a few layers, but the ESSENTIAL elements are the shirt, tie, and robe. shirt is just a white long-sleeved button-down, tie is striped tie with house colors, and the robe resembles a graduation gown (picture of one that's not black so you can see the seams better):
it's a workrobe, which means it's ankle-length (often a little longer for first and second years, as they'll grow, but they can't be too much longer or they'll be an inconvenient length, so it's common for people to have robes that are kind of short on them by the end of the year (which would be, like, hitting slightly above the ankle), sleeves hit at the wrist, and the fabric isn't at all tight but it's relatively closely fitted (despite the pleats) to minimize the chances of fabric swinging around and getting in the way/getting splashed with dangerous substances/attacked by plants/etc
shoes: no particular dress code there, although certain classes may require close-toed shoes/shoes you don't mind getting dirty. i think leather shoes are common for kids from magical families - dragonhide or something else Fancy if you're rich. canvas shoes are something creeping in from the muggle world so only really seen on people who live in non-magical neighborhoods (and actually go out into those neighborhoods lmao). i haven't thought very much about socks
people will often wear trousers (or sometimes a skirt) under their robe as well, for warmth and/or modesty, as even though the robes aren't super loose, they are still loose and something like wind can cause issues for both temperature and 'blowing your clothes all over the place' reasons. first-years need trousers for flying lessons, as attempting to fly in a robe will hamper your ability to move your legs unless it's only fastened over the chest (or not at all, but it would probably slide off your shoulders as you flew). they're also considered a basically-essential component of attending potions and astronomy, for temperature reasons
wearing your school robe open over the rest of your uniform would be kind of like... not unacceptable, but mcgonagall would tell you to button it up the second you set foot in your classroom. kind of like walking around in your workout clothes - it's not a question of modesty (provided you're wearing trousers/a long skirt), but rather of formality
quidditch: long-sleeved shirt and... hm how do i describe my mental image of this. ok so like, trousers that are fitted but also pretty thick. you need to be able to move your legs freely, but sitting on a broom isn't all that comfortable, and it's also a (very minimal) layer of protection in case you get hit by a bludger. it also has that strap to go under the arch of your foot to keep it in place
the real protection is over your torso, because that's where your vital organs are - leather armor w a front and back piece, going from your waist up to your neck. sides aren't really covered for freedom of movement, so you've got like... let's say a 4-inch-wide strip on either side that doesn't have armor. (limbs don't get this protection because eh, who hasn't broken a limb playing quidditch, it's totally fine)
players also need leather gloves - these are meant to protect your hands from the broom handle in case of long matches, but seekers Must have fingerless gloves bc of snitch flesh memories, and chasers and keepers usually have fingerless gloves as well so they can grip better. beaters often have their whole hands covered bc they have to wield a bat for the entire game
and then over all of that you have your team robe. shirt and trousers will generally be in your team's base color, and people don't always wear the robe for practice (except just to calibrate for flying with it). team robe has both your team's colors and a number and surname. numbers are always 01-07 at hogwarts, with any reserves (which are uncommon) starting at 08. chasers are typically 01-03, keeper is 04, beaters are 05 and 06, and seeker is 07. this pattern continues for the reserves. in the pro leagues, numbering is more like 'you pick Your Number and you Keep It', but at hogwarts they don't want to deal with that shit
it makes perfect sense for players to wear helmets but i simply cannot see it in my mind's eye so they don't. this is why concussions are so common in a sport that is not, strictly speaking, a contact sport. it also makes perfect sense for players to wear goggles but again i simply cannot see it so they do not. something something can't obstruct vision something something snitch
quidditch robes are fairly different from a normal robe: they cut away below the waist, and they hit at about the back of the knee, rendering them more like a jacket with a train (that begins to taper inward about mid-thigh and then ends in a point). they're very closely fitted, and made of a very flexible fabric so they don't impede movement.
last component is shoes - leather again, low-top, with a low block heel. this is so that you can brace against the broom - there's a small crosswise bar at the back, right before the... i don't know what that's called. the bristles? the sweepy part? you know, the end bit. ANYWAY there's a bar in front of that part where people can brace their feet, makes it a lot easier to steer and stay on your broom esp when you're going fast. this is why it's important to calibrate broom size to your height - if the broom is too big for you, then you can't comfortably brace your feet and keep a grip at the end of the handle, and that'll make your steering awkward since you'll be trying to steer from the middle of the broom
shoes, gloves, and armor generally don't vary from team to team, and they're normally brown. pro teams might sometimes have them made in team colors, but at hogwarts they are brown. and they're similar to the brooms in that hogwarts has them on hand and can issue them to you, but people will buy their own if they can so they can get new ones - gloves are by far the most common thing to buy yourself, followed by shoes, and then armor. it depends on a) how serious you are about quidditch or b) how much money you have for random shit like that
the newer the gloves and shoes are, the thinner the leather tends to be - the goal is always maximum protection with minimum bulk and also minimum break-in time. so some people do upgrade. in the pro leagues, they'll probably go through a pair of gloves a season - at hogwarts, the standard for 'functional quidditch gloves' is very much at 'functional' rather than 'high-performing,' and the practice and game schedules are also much less intense, so most people wouldn't have any reason to get new gloves more than every few years. (also, if your gloves are older, they're probably thicker and won't wear out as fast.) the main reason to get new ones would be 'i am a tween who is not done growing and my gloves/shoes don't fit me anymore' (shoes don't wear out as fast as gloves do since they're really just there to cover your feet and provide a heel to use to brace, plus they're low-top so they don't need to be as flexible as the gloves do since your ankles aren't covered by them)
#atfhv worldbuilding#dark lord wip#should i make an inbox tag#most of this also applies to lachrimae#the only real difference is the 'open robe over shirt and trousers' thing#which is much more normal everyday wear in lachrimae
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talk to me about how the great expectation adaption sucks!
anon I hope you know what you've activated here!
I'm gonna preface this by saying - well first of all I should say that I've only watched one and a half episodes of the three that have aired, so who knows, maybe I missed something in episodes 2 or 3 that justifies their choice to completely gut young pip of everything that makes him sympathetic or likeable or even interesting as a protagonist. I doubt it though!
preface #2: I am totally open to adaptations changing things and getting weird with it, especially when it's a story that's already been retold ad nauseam! my favourite adaptation of great expectations is the 1946 david lean version, which strips down huge parts of the story to fit a two hour runtime and alters the ending quite a lot. you could put a cynical bent on it and say they sanitized dickens' rather bittersweet ending in favour of an over-romanticised, old hollywood vision - but I don't care, the final words of that film make me cry every time!
continuing below the cut because I have a shred of self-respect and I'm not gonna clog people's dashes with this any longer 🫡 if you click the readmore then godspeed. spoilers ahead!
so in this essay I'm mostly gonna examine the show's depiction of young pip compared to the original, and then wrap it up with a speedrun of everything else about the show that feels off or rewrites the original intention of the novel for no apparent reason.
the view we get of pip as a young boy is crucial to understanding his actions and relationships for the rest of the story! in the book, he's a polite, sensitive, almost painfully impressionable little kid who lives in fear of pretty much everything - his older sister abuses him, meeting the escaped convict magwitch fills him with mortal terror, he gets criticised and belittled over christmas dinner for the crime of Being A Child, and he's convinced that he's about to be arrested and put in prison forever for stealing one (1) pie from the larder. he has a vivid imagination and it's clear that things leave an impression on him, even if he doesn't realise it himself at the time.
but there's a simplicity to his innocence! he and joe quietly support each other through mrs joe's abuse. they have a mutual respect and understanding. he later becomes apprenticed to joe as a blacksmith, but really he's joe's apprentice in every way. they both live simple, almost childlike existences, with no expectations for themselves, and they're quite happy that way.
Joe and I being fellow-sufferers, and having confidences as such, Joe imparted a confidence to me [...] I always treated him as a larger species of child, and as no more than my equal.
so what's the worst thing that could happen to pip at this point? meeting the beautiful estella and hearing her mock every aspect of his being, of course!
I set off on the four-mile walk to our forge; pondering, as I went along, on all I had seen, and deeply revolving that I was a common labouring-boy; that my hands were coarse; that my boots were thick; that I had fallen into a despicable habit of calling knaves Jacks; that I was much more ignorant than I had considered myself last night, and generally that I was in a low-lived bad way.
[...] I thought long after I laid me down, how common Estella would consider Joe, a mere blacksmith; how thick his boots, and how coarse his hands. I thought how Joe and my sister were then sitting in the kitchen, and how I had come up to bed from the kitchen, and how Miss Havisham and Estella never sat in a kitchen, but were far above the level of such common doings.
this meeting is absolutely catastrophic for pip and makes him irrevocably aware of his class. he is desperate to shed his common-ness and jumps at the chance to get a proper education and become a gentleman. being joe's apprentice in life is no longer enough. he never outright rejects joe, he's too attached to him for that, but pip's deep shame forms an uncomfortable rift between them. it reaches a breaking point when joe later visits him in london;
Let me confess exactly with what feelings I looked forward to Joe’s coming. Not with pleasure, though I was bound to him by so many ties; no; with considerable disturbance, some mortification, and a keen sense of incongruity. If I could have kept him away by paying money, I certainly would have paid money.
so, just to recap on book!pip: he goes through several formative experiences at a very young and impressionable age - threats from magwitch, abuse from his sister that solidifies his bond with joe, and humiliation from miss havisham and estella. these all form deep impressions on his psyche and inform his actions throughout the rest of the story. it's also the catalyst for miss havisham's iconic "what have I done! what have I done!" breakdown later in the novel.
with this in mind, let's look at how bbc great expectations completely fumbles the character of young pip and makes everything outlined above a complete non-event for him:
first of all... why is he so... old?
I have an annotated copy of great expectations (yeah I'm that bitch. sorry) that includes a transcript of charles dickens' original working notes, and he imagined young pip as roughly 7 years old. tom sweet (young pip above) is 18, but he's got a young face so let's be charitable and say they were aiming for 15. that's still such a vast difference? the way a 15 year old reacts to and internalises things is indescribably different to a 7 year old! why!
the show's clearly going for a moodier and more mature take on young pip but he's so fucking boring and insufferable. from the opening moments of the first episode he's quoting shakespeare to get through the tedium of blacksmithing, telling joe he doesn't actually want to be his apprentice, and clapping back at his sister's folk beliefs with #facts and #logic. steven knight has a brave new vision of pip and unfortunately that vision is an atheist redditor.
it's so bad. it's the "overly self aware misfit teen protagonist"-ification of classic literature. I didn't watch the new wednesday series but I imagine this is why it made everyone so mad. this pip's answer to everything is either 1) "k" 2) 😏😏 WELL ACKSHUALLY 😏😏 or 3) read at 8:32pm. why should he care if magwitch threatens to eat his liver or if estella is a bit of a cow? he's already dissatisfied and bored and knows better than everyone else in this backwater village! there's no tragic corruption of innocence to be done here! pack it in! we're done!
the first episode opened with adult pip attempting to commit suicide so I guess the series is going to examine how his dissatisfaction and disconnect from his roots grows and grows until he reaches a breaking point, which is kind of the theme of the novel, but... his connection to joe in particular is so cold and dead on arrival. joe's humbleness and warmth is so central to the book, but here he's just some guy? mrs joe isn't even particularly monstrous, she's just... unpleasant and argumentative and agrees not to beat pip when joe tells her not to. ok? glad that's settled then?
I can't judge estella or miss havisham because their arcs haven't really gotten going yet. I'm interested in the miss havisham drug addict storyline and cautiously optimistic about the prospect of olivia colman acting out miss havisham's final breakdown and decline, but I won't be surprised if the show finds some way to screw it up and remove all emotional depth from it :~)
as for mr jaggers: why is he described as corrupt? I recall he could be a little creative with the rules when required but was fastidiously, obsessively lawful and self-policing whenever possible. what??
wait I just looked ahead at the upcoming episode descriptions and genuinely what the hell is going on with jaggers. what's up with the bbc doing colourblind casting and then making the characters played by people of colour significantly worse than in canon (this is a bbc les mis thénardier subtweet)
and as for herbert pocket, my bestie my sweetie pie the light of my life...... look how they massacred my boy 😭 the real mr pocket would NEVER!!!!
I cannot express how much jairaj varsani was wasted here. he had a recurring role in the first season of foundation and his character, poly, was so much closer in personality to mr pocket than the actual mr pocket of this show. huge heart huge spirit zero self preservation instinct. he could have been perfect here with a script that was actually good!
(I made this meme about the character in 2021 lmao)
I'm mixed on how central they've made the magwitch-compeyson conflict. I'm always down to see more of compey purely because trystan gravelle is very very good at playing deranged 19th century men, but I feel they've reduced the fear and mystery of magwitch's presence by giving them so much backstory so early.
as the for the mr pumblechook/mrs joe sadomasochism subplot.... sure I guess. why not draw a parallel to pip's obsession with estella despite how much she hurts him. put the wwdits guy's naked ass on screen I'm beyond caring at this point
the tragedy is that bbc great expectations could have worked? I'm very into les misérables and have seen enough adaptations of it that the weird ones that didn't quite stick the landing but made an attempt to do something different are much more interesting to me than oversimplified paint-by-numbers adaptation #847594. the same can be said of dracula, or sherlock holmes, or any other classic story that's been retold over and over. I bring this up because there are so many similarities between bbc great expectations (that I don't like) and bbc les mis (which I do like despite its many many faults) that it's a useful comparison to have on hand. they both strayed from the source material and changed character personalities, to the chagrin of a lot of fans, but despite its odd choices bbc les mis never quite lost the heart of the story in the way bbc great expectations did. in my opinion at least.
maybe the show can pull it back and do its own thing with the story, but it's already thrown away so many opportunities for emotional weight that I just can't see it succeeding at this point. rudi dharmalingam as wemmick has piqued my interest so I'll probably go back to it, and get hurt again by whatever the hell they've done to his character.... honestly I'll probably skim through the whole series out of curiosity to see where miss havisham's plot goes, if nothing else, and angrily liveblog it when I'm inevitably disappointed 😭
hope this satisfied your curiosity anon! this answer was probably more than you bargained for haha. I just adore this story and have many feelings about it ✨
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I have it! I tried finishing this as fast as I could, but then I took a break and I got distracted on said break. Then I saw the time and freaked out and rushed to get this out. But anyways, this is the little merfic thingy inspired by @justaduckarts, @total-fandom-tr45h, and @bamsara! (Also I have no idea how the read more thingy works so sorry, but I hope you guys enjoy) An edit, someone told me this reminded them of Astro-Nautical on AO3, and I agree it's similar, so I'll just add that here.
You woke up in a dark room, you don't know where you are.
You try to feel around for something, anything to tell you where you are. Water, you're in water, sea water. But you're not in the sea, no, you would've been able to tell if you were in the sea. It's daytime, you know it is, so the sea shouldn't be this dark. You try straining your eyes to see in the dark, it works, barely.
You're in a box, a wooden box, how it's not spilling the water you're in, you're not sure. You feel around the rough and bumby edges, and after a bit of trying to figure out what you're feeling, your fingers come across a hole, not a circle, it's... a keyhole! Suddenly the edges made sense, they were gold sequins.
You're in a chest!
Wait.
Why are you in a chest?
You look around and try to make out some shapes, but just when you're close to figuring out what they are, light pours in the room, blinding you. You hiss in pain and retreat into the chest, tucking your tail close and squeezing your eyes shut.
Then you hear a voice, a very sweet voice spoken with worry. "Oh! No, no! Don't be scared, we won't hurt you."
We?
You slowly open your eyes and peek out of the chest, you find the source of the sudden light becoming clear, a door was open. There's someone infront of it, but your eyes are still trying to adjust to the light. The figure gets closer, and you back up as much as you can and hiss at it. It's figure becomes clearer as your eyes adjust to the light, and you find a human in front of you.
Their blond hair being split through the middle, having one side a darker shade than the other. Their skin... had two different shades as well? A big blotch on the left side of their face being darker than the rest, and it seems to stretch to the rest of their body, but you can't know for sure, the shirt they're wearing and the big pants block you from seeing whether your assumption is correct. You don't mind really, if their clothes were off that wouldn't mean anything good for you, at least you think it doesn't.
He (are they a boy? They sure looked like one) stayed 2 or 3 feet away from you, but he obviously wants to come closer. Well, at least he's giving you space.
"Are you okay? Does it still hurt a lot?"
Okay, now you're confused. Catching onto your confusion, the human points to your tail. You look down at it rather quickly and sure enough, there a bunch of scars on your tail. It looks like they came from a net. Not surprising, humans usually thought you were a big fish and tried to catch you, but you were usually good at avoiding them.
You can't remember how you got this though, they seemed fresh too. You suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder and let out a yelp in surprise.
The hand immediately leaves your shoulder, and you look up to see the boy, backed away with a look of surprise on his face.
"She's really jumpy, huh?" A lower voice called from the doorway.
Turning to look at the person at the door (another human, great), you realize he looks like the one you had just met.
He seems to have a big blotch of his skin on his face darker and it seems to stretch to the rest of his body. His hair is even colored differently in a half-and-half style, but unlike the other one, one half on his hair is black and the other is white. You wonder if he dyed it. He stares at you with crimson red eyes, the intensity of his stare quickly becomes too much and you look away. You hear a low chuckle from his direction, he knew what he was doing.
"Lucien don't make our guest uncomfortable!" the blond human scolded. Lucien, as you've learned, merely shrugged and said "Breakfast is ready." Then he turned and left without another word or glance back.
...
You turn to the human at your side, watching him intently, waiting for any sudden moves he might make. He shifts awkwardly. "Uh, sorry about my brother," Ah, so they're brothers, "he's nice, really. But he likes to tease a lot."
You didn't really pay attention to it before, but he has blue eyes. Pretty.
"So, what's your name?" He looked at you hopefully.
Why does he want to know your name?
You eyed him suspiciously, then told him your name. He repeated it back to you, making sure he heard and said it right. You nodded.
"Well, my name is Solaris! Nice to meet you." He smiled and brought his hands together. You couldn't find any ill intent from him, maybe you could trust him, for now. It doesn't look like you have much of a choice anyway-
Just then your stomach growled. Solaris' smile dissapeared for a second before returning, though now looking a bit deflated.
"Ah, right. You haven't had anything to eat yet. Uh." He looked at the chest you were in, was he contemplating carrying you in the chest? He seemed to grow more unsure by the second, so you decide you don't want to stay for however long he would've taken deciding, and you start climbing out of the chest.
"O-Oh! You don't have to- you're doing it anyway." He steps out of your way, still watching you closely.
You've made it to the door when the other human (what was his name again?) comes back into view. He's carrying a bucket with... something inside (is that a fish tail?). He looks at you, then behind you to Solaris.
"...I brought fish for you, you eat fish, right?" Luciel (that was his name, right?) sets the bucket down infront of you and sits down.
"Great timing!" Solaris chimed in, "We were just about to go get breakfast." Lucas pointed to the deck. "You can go eat, I already ate."
"Great. Oh, before I go, make sure you don't make them uncomfortable." Solaris gave him a stern look before heading in the direction of the deck, leaving you alone with Luca. The silence that took over was... awkward, at least for you it was.
He didn't say anything for a moment, simply leaning back and holding himself up with his arms. Then, he looked at you and the bucket. "Aren't you going to eat?" You didn't answer, you didn't feel like talking to him. After a beat, he said "Well, I guess if you want to starve then be my guest."
"No!" Your response was immediate. Lucio raised his eyebrow, then smirked. "You know, you could at least show some respect, we did save you after all."
What? What is he talking about?
You didn't say anything, but your confusion must have been evident on your face, he sighs and explains. "You really don't remember? We could hear your cries from up here. You were, uh, I think you were under our ship, but your cries were really loud. We put a rope down for you to hang onto it, it took a couple seconds, but you grabbed it, so we pulled you up. You were covered in cuts and blood, so Solaris and I tried to help with what we could."
Lucifer looked at the room you were in, then at your tail (which was still covered in scars, but it wasn't bloody). He seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking, "Does it still hurt?"
You looked down at it and smacked it lightly on a scar, a habit you developed, before flinching from the pain (maybe you didn't smack it as lightly as you thought you did). Lucan quickly grabbed your wrist, not hard enough to hurt, and held it up so you couldn't hurt yourself again.
"Don't hit it! That's only going to make it hurt more." He was right, it did hurt more, but that's what normally happens when you do it anyway.
Solaris came back, confused. "What are you guys doing?"
Lucier groaned, "I asked them if their tail still hurt, and they smacked it." He let go of your wrist and went back to his sitting position from before.
"Oh." Solaris' eyes kept switching from you to Luceal. "Well, we aren't the best healers, and their injuries were pretty bad..." He looked at you with some worry. "Does it still hurt?" You nodded.
"I think we should just throw them back to sea." Lucias smirked.
"Lucien, no!" Solaris scolded. Lucien (yeah you totally didn't forget that was his name) scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I was kidding."
Solaris kept scolding Lucien, trying to lecture him you guess, and they kept going back and forth. You didn't really want to stay, and going into the sea does sound like a good idea right about now. You turned and started dragging yourself to the edge of the ship, but you didn't make it that far, maybe like 2 or 3 feet closer.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" You turn around to see both boys staring at you.
"...Sea." You blinked dumbly at them. Lucien deadpanned at you. "I was joking about that. You're not going back." "Yet!" Solaris quickly added, looking a little nervous.
And now you're confused. "Why no?" You don't know a lot of human words, but you know enough to have normal conversations (though your grammer would simply not exist).
"Because your injuries aren't fully healed yet!" Solaris looked at Lucien with a certain look, maybe asking for help? "Heal good." They looked at you confused. You touch one of your scars and bite back a whine. "Heal good." They finally seem to understand what you mean, because Solaris' shoulders slump and Lucien reaches out and light smacks your tail (it might've actually been a pat, but it still hurt so who knows).
You flinch and hiss at him while pulling your tail closer. "Lucien!" Solaris starts scolding him. "What? I'm just proving her wrong." Lucien shrugged. Solaris let out a sigh of frustration while pinching the bridge of his nose.
Yeah, it took a while after that. They wouldn't let you leave, but they let you help around the ship, so that's something. One of them was always near you to ensure you didn't try to escape, it was kind of annoying. Lucien did let you get close to the edge of the ship to see the sea again, but he didn't let you go too close.
Solaris was steering the ship and Lucien was out hunting some fish for... dinner? They called it dinner, you don't know why. Usually when your hungry you go find food, you don't have to wait and eat at designated times. Humans were just weird that way.
At night, you were still out (and so was Lucien), Solaris had gone to sleep.
"You should be sleeping." A low voice spoke from behind you, startling you. You turn and deadpan at Lucien. "I sleep now." You start making your way to your room when suddenly, Lucien picks you up. One arm behind your back and the other under your tail. "Hm, thought you would be heavier."
You hit his chest and flail around to try and free yourself from his grasp, yeah it doesn't work. Okay, these humans are really weird, any normal human wouldn't have enough strength to carry you this long and would've dropped you by now. He doesn't even seem bothered, just amused. He carries you all the way to the chest you woke up in and gently sets you down in it.
He pats your head and smiles. "Goodnight starfish." He leaves and closes the door.
...
Starfish? Guess he's found a nickname for you...
The days and nights continue like this, with the boys getting more touchy the more you grow closer. You don't think they'd let you leave easily now.
Enjoy your new life~
#i loved this while writing it#and i hated it when i was going to post it the first time#but i saw so many mistakes and i fixed them#and now i love it again#i hope you guys enjoy!#mermaid au#my writing#fnaf moon#moondrop#fnaf sun#sundrop#moon x reader#sun x reader
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Alright another chubby Eddie gremlin!!!
So glad to have you in our gremlin corner!!
Just picture Steve baking trays of cookies and stuff to bring to Hellfire meetings like a good significant other/den mother.
Making everyone a tray to share, but Eddie his own personal dozen or so for himself.
"Why does Eddie get his own tray of cookies and we have to share?" someone asks.
Steve rolls his eyes, "Because I baked love into those cookies, and I love him."
-Clem🍊
Thank you!!! Happy to join in the gremlin hivemind! 🥰🥰
Also this ask: yesss!!!! - so sweet! 💝💝 Also can so easily picture the immediate responding chorus of kids disgusted groaning n moaning, “ew” (Max) “yuuck” (Dustin) and sticking their fingers down their throat making gag/vomit noises (Mike), like geez mum, dad stoooop! You’re so embarrassing god! 😫😫😖😖
Steve would just plant an obnoxiously loud, wet smooch on Eddie’s cheek and retreat totally unphased, while Eddie just looks so rosy cheeked, plump, proud and smitten (secretly, Will, El, and Lucas all think caretaking is the height of romance, n think it’s sincerely, and unironically super sweet & romantic, BUT are totally silent coz NONE! of them are gonna cop to this for fear of risking the ensuing ribbing…)
But oh my god!! The timing of this ask coz I was totally daydreaming along these lines the other day!
Thinking along the lines of Steve and Eddie, feeling out their way when just getting into a relationship, particularly with regard to everyday, simple supportive acts - like, they’ve both been shown to disdain, and look down on each others chosen hobbies in-show - Steve looking down on nerds and associated activities, and Eddie looking down on ”a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets” come to mind..
But they each catch their meaner, reflexive judgments early on, a little shamefacedly, and they mutually & separately make a concentrated effort to really try for each other to at least give what the other likes a good n open-minded chance, it’s still the honeymoon phase and the need to know everything about the other person, and spend as much time together as possible is ~powerful~~
Now Eddie is not stepping foot on a basketball court anytime soon (boy is an absolute flailing unco and I will not change my mind on this, accident prone and could trip over his own feet when standing still) but he really does make an effort and tries to watch games when Steve invites him to….with completely mixed results
He’s good at getting the basics & the rules once it’s explained to him, his brains wired well for that already, but the finer points of the techniques & action & passage of play are lost on him, and he absolutely zoooones, like brain completely on another plane, during the games until Steve addresses him directly or reacts out-loud to something/anything (“oh my god!! EDDDIE!! Did you see that?!” “Honestly Steve..no I didn’t”). But strangely it’s fine, he’ll sit with Steve in (amazingly!shockingly!*) almost silence for the duration of a game, offering up smiles, cheers, back slaps & consolations appropriately, and mostly he’ll just adoringly watch Steve be excited about something he loves. Steve appreciates the effort so much, also likes so much the idea that these are basically covert dates (hashtag the 80s), takes the opportunity to make sure he buys Eddie a tonne of Stadium snacks like hot dogs and pretzels whatever, Steve’s paying for everything (date!!) and keeping Eddie very well fed and all up, they have a good time. Eddie’s with him, and Steve feels heard, seen & loved, and adjacent to that, it’s almost just meditative quality time for Eddie. Watching (“staring in the direction of” in Eddie’s case) basketball is *nice*, but eventually once their relationship is more established - it’s sorta solidified as a Steve-only thing, moreso, becomes a Steve & Lucas bonding activity, which is all good, and Eddie will join if Steve asks but it’s not something they *have* to do together all the time. It’s something Steve loves, and Eddie loves him. End of.
On the flip side - Steve is at a HUGE LOSS whenever a single thing about D&D is explained to him. No matter how many times. Mucks up the names, can’t keep score to save himself, it’s actually in one ear n out the other at record speed, his minds not even like a sieve, but more like a salad spinner turned to 11
It makes him a bit insecure, being unable to reciprocate, not having the type of mind to at least grasp the basics like Eddie was able to quite easily with basketball. Doubly so coz he can see the effort Eddie’s making to be very patient with him.
He gets put out & down on himself briefly, but Steve’s a) resilient, and b) a pragmatist. So whatever! he can’t/won’t join in, can’t find it in himself to follow the campaigns as they happen in front of him** but he has other things he can do to help and be a part of Eddie’s passions!
Hellfire Club consists of hungry, bottomless pits of growing teenage boys (and an Erica, and occasionally guest starring a Max and/or an El), and his likewise ~*growing*~, bottomless-pit-to-rule-all-bottomless-pits, adult boyfriend at the helm.
They have some sort of informal snack roster that no one seems to remember or follow, except for Dustin and Jeff (and also, loudly, unwelcomely, and un-contributing-ly, Max) so inevitably every meeting begins with a 10 minute squabble about who was supposed to &didn’t bring the required snacks, So great! an easy role to step in and fill! A quick calculation of his Family video wages vs the amount of pre-packaged stuff he’d be buying each week on the reg means homemade it is!
So Steve picks himself up, and throws himself into the kitchen!
Steve’s always been okay in a kitchen, and since he’s been interested in Eddie, (interested in taking care of him initially, and then REAALLY 😳 interested in taking care of him) he’s gotten to really enjoy baking, and gotten pretty confident with it.
Nowadays, baking is a stress relieving means, to an often sexy ends, for Steve. The act of baking itself, Steve finds, quiets his mind, so he’ll bake up a storm easily n happily without thinking twice on it. Also, Steve likes collecting and trying new recipes, being adventurous! But he’s still not yet really confident enough in his baking output to release new untested creations on an unsuspecting, and what he knows will be a definitely judgy, audience.
So sadly, I mean, “Eddie?” He’s gonna need a taste tester. 😔 It’s the logical and *only* solution. Only thing for it. 😉
Help me Eddie Munson, you’re my only hope.
Eddie easily acquiesces, with an affectionate eye roll, a kiss, and a knowing smirk.
So begins a new weekly project.
Monday night is dress rehearsal: Monday afternoon Steve will bake a tray of goods, or more, depending on how much would be needed to feed the whole of Hellfire (“Geez Stevie do you really need to make so much the first time round?” “Cmon Ed’s, It wouldn’t be a true trial if I altered the recipe in any way” [he says, despite having already doubled it] “okay darlin, whatever you say”) Eddie’ll saunter in “honey I’m home”-ing from work, come up and hug Steve from behind, soft belly hitting Steve’s back first and squishing up warmly against him, surrounding him, and saying in a deliciously deep voiced whisper “Whatcha got for me tonight sweetheart?” It’s a wonder Steve’s even able to remember the names of whatever goods he’s just baked sometimes
There’s a bit of pretence each time - Steve asking Eddie’s honest opinion as he feeds him each serve by hand:
“I mean maybe the salts a bit much? What do you think Eddie?”
Eddie somewhat breathlessly replying, playing a true critic, like “Hmm maybe babe. Didn’t notice on that last one though. Better try another to really make sure. I’ll pay extra attention this time” no bite is truly enough to say for certain that the recipe absolutely needs no tweaking.
And Eddie will hold Steve to his initial word and insist on eating the whole thing
“God Baby…you sure you can take anymore? You’re looking pretty full, say the word and we can call it a night”
Eddie’s shirts ridden up and Steve’s non-feeding hand is delicately circling Eddie’s massive taut, pale belly
But Eddie will refuse to even unbutton his straining pants, refuse to stop until the batch is truly finished,
“Now, now, Stevie, what are you even saying? It wouldn’t be a true trial if I didn’t try the whole. Unaltered recipe. Wouldn’t want to let all your hard work go to waste”
And Jesus the amount of busted jeans Eddie is going through weekly….Steve’s saving on pre-packaged goods but he definitely feels guilty in a practical way for Eddie’s sake, so that money instead goes towards keeping Eddie comfortably clothed
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*maybe not that “amazingly”. Boy is loud and chatty, but clearly has a rich imaginative life, most likely almost catatonic with the weight of his imagination through his whole schooling experience. Eddie WANTS to graduate, can’t seen him as a completely disruptive class presence, primarily a lost one. Quietness might not be totally foreign..initially Steve’s amazed I guess but not once he knows Eddie better
**just side note - the brain barrier Steve faces throws him here, coz when Eddie’s running ideas by him and explaining his DM storylines? He’s hanging on every word! Like “yeahyeah!! Sounds awesome babe! 🥰”then…When everyone’s actually playing & interacting? arguing and in-joking with each other? Might as well be another language, what is even going on…
— So also I’ve got more to this, sorry so much was mostly just table-dressing and setting establishment, but kinkier addition to follow 🙈
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The Proposition
Based on this tweet by Stewart Clarke.
Prequel side story to Happier Ever After.
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“Unco Dion, faster, faster!”
“Kihel wants to go faster?” Dion doesn’t wait for Kihel’s reply before pushing the stroller a little more forcefully, lengthening his strides as he did. They don’t really speed up but it‘s enough for Kihel to feel the wind on her face, giggling as she did.
Dion smiles. In truth, taking care of Kihel’s a rare treat he gets to do on his days off work. His housekeeper Ethel would sometimes leave her granddaughter in his care when she had to visit her doctor, apologizing profusely every time as she did. She never really needs to; it‘s a small thing compared to all she‘s done for him and his family to this day.
She would often ask Dion when he’d finally settle down. “I’m not growing any younger, my boy. I need to see you and Terence kiss on the altar before I die.”
“Please don’t joke like that, Aunt Ethel. You and Kihel will be invited for sure when it happens.” They’ve had this conversation at least once a month now, it’s making Dion consider if he should make the first move instead.
Dion’s phone vibrates in his pocket, at the same time his wireless headset informs him of an incoming call. He slows down and parks the stroller beside an empty driveway. “Hey, Phoenix. What’s up?”
“Shin Kamen Rider Day!” Joshua’s definitely jumping around somewhere, if all that stomping accompanying his excitement is of any indication. There are also kids squealing the same thing in the background, so he probably found out about it from his students after class. The two of them have been following tokusatsu shows since they were children, an interest they picked up from Joshua’s dad, Elwin.
Apparently Prime Video’s picking up this season, and it was coming out today. Dion had forgotten. “Nice! Are you watching tonight?”
“Sadly not,” Joshua’s mood immediately deflates at the question. “There’s a faculty meeting tonight for the school sportsfest. Maybe tomorrow?”
“I see. Good luck with that,” Dion says. They catch up on a few more things before Joshua excuses himself for his next class. Kihel’s getting antsy from waiting, so Dion quickly dials another number before getting back on the roadside.
Terence picks up after a couple of rings. “Hello, love. You rarely call during work hours.”
“I’m off today, silly. Are you on break?”
“Just for a few minutes. What is it?”
Dion proceeds to tell Terence about what he’d learned from Joshua. “I’m thinking we should sit down and watch Kamen Rider on Prime Video tonight,” he offers earnestly, speeding up a little again. “Joshua said we could watch ahead of him, but no spoilers in the group chat.”
“Oh, okay,” Terence agrees. “Can’t help it if he has work. I’m free tonight, actually. Does seven PM work for you?”
“Sure, Ethel’s already picked up Kihel by then.” Dion thinks to himself for a while then adds, “You could bring refreshments.”
Terence immediately chokes on whatever he’s drinking at Dion’s statement, and if he guessed right, would also be blushing to the tips of his ears in full view of his officemates. Bingo.
“R-Right, I’ll take care of that. See you?” There’s a hint of breathlessness now in Terence’s voice, and Dion knows his boyfriend totally gets it. “Yeah. See you.”
The call ends right then, and Dion grins to himself excitedly. Kihel is giggling again, none the wiser to the proposition that had just happened. Oh, to be young and wild and happy—and hopefully engaged by the end of tonight, if he had anything to say about it.
#final fantasy xvi#modern au#dion lesage#sir terence#fluff#teredio#flareknight#dion x terence#shin kamen rider#crack
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In your Wild West Ronance drawings, Robin would wield a double barrel shotgun. She's too unco-ordinated to use anything else. Nancy is the one who'd be a crack shot with a pistol or rifle.
Total agreed! I believe Nancy is somehow a natural sharpshooter even without practice, but Robin definitely needs something less elegant like shotguns and molotovs. Bet she teaches Nancy how to use a lasso too
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5 Tips to Become an Effective Proofreader | micro video marketing
Academic writing is heavily dependent on precision and accuracy. It focuses on providing clear and well-structured assistance to pupils in their learning journey. Term papers, reports, research proposals, and literary articles are some of the best examples of academic writing. Academic writing requires a more formal and structured tone in comparison to other forms of writing making it a very distinguished form of writing.
Editing and proofreading are a part of academic writing. It is not advisable to submit academic content without reviewing and proofreading. As academic writing can be slightly challenging, not everyone can master the skills required to start professional proofreading. The nature of academic writing is complex, and formal, making it hard for writers to have total control over their writing. Proofreading is a much-needed companion to any piece of writing including academic writing. It ensures that the content which is written is grammatically and factually correct. The proofreader works on the piece to ensure that the writer has maintained a formal tone and has focused on the structure to make it efficient and engaging.
For foolproof proofreading services, you can always seek assistance from professionals working in this field, for instance, companies like Stylus Solutions Pvt. Ltd. located in Mumbai can provide you with skilled proofreaders.
Let’s glance at some of the factors that one should look into before proofreading academic writing:
One error at a time
Proofreading is a meticulous process and it needs a lot of focus and careful attention. If the document is very long, one should understand that reviewing the entire content piece in one single sitting is not possible. It is better when done bit by bit. This ensures that as a proofreader you can keep a track of the changes that you need to bring in without any confusion. It is known that our concentration works best when the task is broken into smaller bits and proofreading for spelling and grammatical mistakes individually make more sense. Also, comparatively, it becomes easier to use proofreading techniques to make the document error-free.
Do not miss punctuation marks
Punctuation is another important detail proofreaders have to remember. When writing content, punctuation marks are extremely important. One misplaced punctuation mark in a sentence can completely change the context of the sentence and the intended message. The easiest trick a proofreader can use is to circle every punctuation mark to highlight it and to ensure all the punctuation marks are in view. Once the punctuation marks are circled, you can make the required changes and review if the changes are correctly placed.
Get a printed copy
In this time and age, digital devices are the most used source for every purpose. Proofreading is also popularly done through digital devices, as it also provides editing assistants that are available online. These additions make proofreaders think that going digital is the best and easiest way. However, it can be debatable considering the opinions and comforts of different people. Some still prefer to do proofreading manually on a hard copy. Here there is no hard and fast rule to state one is right and the other is wrong, the best one can do is to incorporate methods that work best for them. Proofreaders can also choose to use both methods, by proofreading the entire document on a hard copy and then again using editing assistance online to be extra confident is a popular method. Many prefer hard copy because it is easier to trace the mistakes and keep a note of them. Not many are comfortable with the use of digital devices. With a hard copy, there are fewer chances that you will miss the mistakes in comparison to using digital devices.
Confirm the citation and style
English being a universal language has its own set of challenges. English is a language of various dialects and it is not uncommon that many may get confused. Mixing British English and American English in one document can showcase extreme unprofessionalism. Academic writing is all about knowledge and providing the correct information to students. Using inconsistent spellings in academic writing sets a wrong example for the learners. Firstly make sure which English is required for the document at hand. To avoid such instances it is crucial to proofread the document checking for citation formatting. Such inconsistencies might not be visible easily and hence, proofreading the documents makes it easier for the developers.
Using the backward technique
One other technique widely embraced by writers is reading the documents backward. When you read backward the entire document feels out of context. Proofreading is a lengthy process and our brain can unconsciously use the correct words automatically without even reading those words. Reading backward is the only method that prevents such mishaps. Start from the last word in the document and work your way up towards the beginning of the document. Each sentence and word is revised and perfected separately. Professional proofreaders rely greatly on this technique as it helps them to concentrate more. The complex language and accuracy of academic writing demand good proofreading techniques. A proofreader is expected to have their way around academic writing.
These are some of the techniques accepted and used by professional proofreaders. For more assistance in proofreading academic papers, you can contact companies providing editing and proofreading services in India, such as Stylus Solutions Pvt. Ltd. With their expertise and assistance, your academic content or other content pieces will become error-free and qualitative.
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CAIRO (AP) — The bodies of dozens of people allegedly killed by Sudanese paramilitary forces and an allied militia have been uncovered in a mass grave in West Darfur, the United Nations said Thursday.
According to “credible information” obtained by the U.N. Human Rights Office, at least 87 people — some of them from the ethnic African Masalit tribe — were killed by the paramilitary Rapid Support Forces and an affiliated Arab militia. Their bodies were dumped in a one-meter (around three-foot) grave just outside the West Darfur city of Geneina, the agency said.
Sudan has been rocked by violence since mid-April when tensions between the military and the paramilitary Rapid Support Forces erupted into open fighting.
Darfur has been one of the epicenters of the 12-week conflict, morphing into an arena of ethnic violence with the paramilitary troops and allied Arab militias attacking the Masalit and other African ethnic groups.
The first 37 bodies were buried in the shallow grave on June 20, the U.N. agency said in a statement from Geneva. The next day, another 50 bodies were dumped at the same site. Seven women and seven children were among those buried.
RSF and Arab militia forced local residents to bury the bodies, the U.N. agency said. The killings took place between June 13 and June 21 in the Al-Madaress and Al-Jamarek districts of the city, following the violence that erupted in the aftermath of the assassination of West Darfur’s governor, it added.
The governor, Khamis Abdalla Abkar, had accused the RSF and allied militias of attacking local communities across Geneina in an interview with Saudi-owned television station, Al-Hadath. Hours later he was abducted and killed under circumstances that remain unclear.
Over the past two months, the paramilitary and their allies rampaged through West Darfur, forcing hundreds of thousands to flee their homes, rights groups say. Just over 238,000 people have crossed the border into neighboring Chad, according to recent figures from the International Organization for Migration. Amid the pillaging, entire towns and villages in the province of West Darfur have been burned to the ground and looted.
News of the mass grave comes just days after Human Rights Watch called for the International Criminal Court to investigate atrocities in Darfur. In highlighting its call, it pointed to the “summary executions” of at least 28 Masalit tribesmen at the hands of RSF and allied Arab militias in the town of Misterei, also in West Darfur province.
The New York-based rights group said that several thousand members of the paramilitary Rapid Support Forces and their allies rampaged through Misterei on May 28 armed with assault rifles, rocket-propelled grenades and machine guns, before slaughtering its Masalit male inhabitants. A total of 97 people were killed in the attack, it said.
Darfur had been the scene of genocidal war in the early 2000s, when ethnic Africans rebelled, accusing the Arab-dominated government in Khartoum of discrimination. Former dictator Omar al-Bashir’s government was accused of retaliating by arming local nomadic Arab tribes, known as Janjaweed, who targeted civilians.
JanJaweed fighters were folded into the RSF.
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Llegarán a la Universidad Nacional del Comahue equipos de alta tecnología para la investigación científica
Por un valor total de 929.515 dólares y con fondos que provienen del programa Equipar Ciencia, que depende del Ministerio de Ciencia, Tecnología e Innovación de la Nación, la Universidad Nacional del Comahue (UNCo) contará con tres equipos de alta tecnología para fortalecer la formación e investigación científica de calidad.
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12, 28, 52 🫶🏼
12. What is something you want right now?
- right at this moment, to be rugged up in bed w a hot choccy & that special someone having cuddles and just on that chill vibe enjoying each others presence. Instead I'm updating my CV, how boring 🙃
28. I'll love you if...
- it takes a lot for me to genuinely love someone, but I highly appreciate when someone goes out of their way for me whatever the situation may be. It's one thing to have to ask someone if they're willing and able to do something for you but when they go out of their way, it means a lot to me and something I value as it's something I've always done and will forever continue to do for those that mean something to me. At the same time, is something I'm working on a lot rn for my own being, self care and love and working on my own progression to better myself in all areas of my life.
52. Something I'm talented at.
Tbh I personally don't think I'm that talented at many things. If anything, maybe just sports? I'm a really sporty person yet I'm hella lazy, however as mentioned earlier, I am working on that immensely 😅 one thing I wish I was talented at though is playing an instrument but I'm absolutely unco when it comes to that hahaha so I'm in total awe of people who can play instruments as I love music.
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I know you’re sad / angry rn bc people reading fics but lemme just;
Daniel squeaking when holding baby Lando and Lando baby pup squeaking back? And its weak and unco-ordinated bc premature but Michael is just in awe
plllsss thank you that cheered me up sgjsgjsg
Michael just watching Daniel hold Lando so so carefully and showing him around the house (idk if you have seen those ' showing my cat places in the house he has never seen before' tiktoks but i can totally see Dan with baby Lando in his arms walking into every room and showing him every cupboard and he keeps repeating Lando is home now nnggg ANYWAYS) and he is squeaking softly at the tiny pup too and then Lando stirs a little bit and there is the TINIEST squeak in return, just so soft but clearly there and Dan and Michael just stare in complete awe cos this tiny creatures own their entire heart and life already!
Dan always squeaking a lot when he is there from then on and Michael is just smiley and happy cos he is honored to be allowed to hear that too even if its probs just for Lando, but then one night Dan squeaks when its just the two of them and Lando is in bed and Michael's little Alpha brain just breaks knowing he makes the Omega happy enough for that!
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One thing I can't wait for in Hometown Cha Cha Cha is for Du-shik and Hye-jin to dance together properly. I mean, the title LITERALLY has "cha cha cha" in it. I know it's a reference to the car thing in the first episode, but also dancing is interwoven into their scenes whether literally or figuratively. They were basically cha cha-ing in that washing tub to "Romantic Sunday" which is a cha cha tune.
So I can't wait for them to actually dance together, because I feel that's rather important! They danced with Juri in a totally unco-ordinated way but it was a major step forward in their relationship and Hye-jin's integration in the town. I can't wait for them to dance properly!
And the cha cha is quite a good dance for them as both male and female parts are the same, just mirroring each other and it's very much a dance of push and pull.
#hometown cha cha cha#i've not read any discussion of dancing in this show yet and i feel like it needs to be a conversation#oh crap#i'm going to have to write fic#you know me and dancing
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