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*takes deep breath* you and luke are the only ones on the ship when traveling in space (obviously) and is completely oblivious flirting n batting ur eyelashes at him he jus gets way to embarrassed :( u guys end up making out w you on his lap in the cock pitt when he’s sitting in like the control chair YKKK
*slams fist on table* YES SPECTACULAR I AGREE what a fantastic ask🤝🏻🩵
warning for slight nswf content
• with this scenario in mind I immediately thought of ANH Luke (though I'll get into ESB and RoTJ Luke too)
• especially if you're alone and sharing a pretty small space, it's so easy to fluster him
• so easy to get him excited
• just sit down next to him, lean in slowly, soften your voice
• "oooh Luke, this is amazing, you're doing such a good job flying this thing"
• oblivious to your schemes, he'll be quick to turn around, to beam at you proudly
• maybe he was going to tell you about the practice he got on Tatooine or his training with Han and the rebellion
• maybe he was about to wave it off, to play it cool
• though all he'll manage, caught off guard with your face closer to his than anticipated, is a soft gasp
• smile at him sweetly then, bat your eyelashes and you'll be practically able to see his brain reset as he resolves into a stuttering mess
• in his panic he won't know what to do and eventually just turns back around to "readjust the navigation system" or to "check on R2"
• just imagine him trying his absolute best to seek a distraction as his jaw clenches and his cheeks turn redder by the second
• imagine him refusing to look at you because he knows he won't be able to turn away again
• maybe after a while he's huffing in frustration, wriggling around in his seat, the urge to do something, anything, too strong
• (he's not sure what he would like to do if he's being honest but he's sure he'd successfully decide that in the moment)
• meanwhile you're having a great time
• "Is everything alright, Luke? Aren't you feeling well? You look quite hot"
• he won't tell you how much he enjoys your touch when you reach over to check his temperature in mock concern, though a barely noticeable shudder will tell you all you need to know
• he likes the attention you're paying him
• gently poke his cheek
• draw squiggly lines all over his arm
• scoot even closer until you're able to rest your chin on his shoulder
• play with the little curls at the nape of his neck
• blow in his ear
• if he didn't do so before he'll certainly react to that
• though while he tells you to stop he looks suspiciously disappointed when you remove your hand out of his hair and draw away
• that's not how he thought this would go
• he'll sneak little looks at you out of the corner of his eye to see if you're about to make another move
• he'd really like that but doesn't know how to bring it across without seeming too pushy or needy
• not many have flirted with him yet,,,can he really be sure that's what you were doing??
• and would you even want to continue after he so bluntly told you not to?
• afraid to do or say something wrong and even more so to have misread the whole situation, he'll stay silent
• alternatively he blurts out a "No!" the second your touch disappears, only to wish for an immediate death after
• since in my mind ANH Luke is still fairly inexperienced I don't think he'd make a move to clear up the situation
• (except to sneak little glances at you now and then, hoping you'll either notice the longing in his eyes or let it go completely)
• in the end it's you who'll have to initiate any further contact
• though it will take him a while to get over his embarrassment to realize you still seem to be very interested in continuing what you started
• only when you suddenly get up does he fully look at you again, his face genuinely sad at the thought of having chased you away with his weird behavior
• he's close to uttering an apology, to tellimg you he didn't mean it like this, but any clear thought simply evaporates as soon as you plop yourself down into his lap
• and then he just,,,stares
• for a long time
• to a point where maybe you feel the need to ask whether this is okay for him?
• all he'll be able to do is nod, his cheeks a fiery red
• he got what he wanted, yes, but contrary to his beliefs from earlier he has no idea, what to do now
• where to put his hands
• (he's going to be very relieved when you tell him that 1. he's allowed to touch you and 2. what exactly it is you'd like best right now)
• his head is completely empty safe for a few facts:
• you smell very nice
• for some reason the cockpit has gotten very hot
• he's painfully hard and straining against his pants in a way that's driving him to near insanity
• somewhere in the back of his mind he's aware you barely even touched him and there probably isn't a reason for him to be this excited but he can't help it
• not with you so close
• not with you perched exactly where he needs the friction the most
• it takes all he has to refrain from rutting aginst your body like a dog
• the first kiss you share is tentative, near innocent, a simple peck on the lips
• and yet Luke moans
• it's small, barely audible, but unmistakably there and were it not for more pressing issues at hand he'd be a little ashamed
• as it is though he dives forward, seeking another kiss, a longer, more passionate one
• he's greedy, doesn't hold back and soon feels bold enough to wrap his arms around your middle, holding you even closer
• it's then that he isn't even aware anymore of the sounds he's making
• or how his hips are bucking into yours, helplessly chasing release
• however as soon as he realizes what's going on it's already too late
• he has lost any control, can't stop
• it feels too good
• breathless from exertion, his voice utterly wrecked, he might try to force a few words in warning but all he can manage is a blurted apology before his orgasm catches up to him
• (be kind to him then, he'll need lots of reassurance)
• ESB Luke is just as easy to rile up but far less embarrassed about any reaction of his
• contrary to ANH Luke he's able to tell right away what you're doing too and enjoys it, probably even egging you on to do more, to try new exciting things to really catch his attention
• he's desperate to see how far you're willing to go, what else he can make you do
• in this regard he's his own biggest enemy though as he can never bring up the patience to really wait things out
• he wants everything to happen now and fast and gets easily frustrated when he feels like he's being toyed with
• accordingly you have no chance of getting away
• do you think it's funny to get him all excited only to leave the room immediately after like nothing happened?
• he doesn't
• you might get as far as rising from your seat until he has you restrained, either holding you hostage on his lap or pressing you against the next wall to do with as he pleases
• (for more look at this post)
• with RotJ and post RotJ Luke you might want to pause for a second to really think twice about whether teasing him while he's busy is a good idea
• don't get me wrong, he certainly feels drawn to you, it's just not like his body is the one making decisions anymore and suddenly he might decide you deserve a lesson for distracting him
• his patience is insane and while I think he'll let you win this fun little game of yours from time to time to not discourage you completely, your chances that he'll let it pass are slim
• he may enjoy it a lot if you try anyways, yes, even thinks it to be endearing, but can and will flip the table on you faster than you're able to think
• very quickly you will be the one to be overly excited and frustrated, the one seeking relief without knowing what to do
• if he's feeling generous he tells you to wait for him in his bed
• more often that not though he'll make you sit still for hours, orders you around for ridiculous tasks or teases you mercilessly until you just can't take it anymore
• because if there's one thing he likes more than seeing you enjoy yourself is to make you beg
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Ross Lynch: After the Show
-Ross x Reader-
!!CW!! — Belly Worship (Playing, Rubbing, Kissing, Licking), Navel Worship (Fingering, Kissing, Kissing, etc.), Smells/Odors
Synopsis: The Driver Era has just concluded another show… and, after doing his thing onstage, Ross is a complete wreck. As his assistant, it’s your job to get him dressed and ready for the band’s upcoming fan meet and greet… but, while you’re fixing him up, the two of you get a little carried away with one another.
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A/N: This writing is SUPER fan-fictiony… like, reads like the stuff that they make fun of on TikTok fan-fictiony… but I figured that I’d go ahead and tweak it a bit, and post it anyway. It’s not my best work… but it’s one of my first serious writings, and I do still enjoy reading it (for what it is)… and hopefully you do too.
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The Driver Era's show in Houston, Texas, has just wrapped up — and, as per usual, it was spectacular! The band, the crowd, the music, the vibe... everything was just perfect... but, as always, Ross was a total standout — rocking out like a beast, in the middle of it all. It's such an unparalleled experience, watching on as he loses himself on stage. The way he performs... it's like he becomes a different person — at one with the music, and deeply connected with everyone in the crowd — and tonight's show was no exception. Like always, he got super worked up, an slipped out of his shirt halfway through the set... then, toward the end of the night, he rid himself of his shoes and socks — tossing them into the crowd. By the end of the act, he was half naked onstage — dancing around, in only his pants and underwear... and sweating his perfectly round ass off, in front of hundreds of people.
Now that the show is through, the only thing left for him to do is get dressed, and head off to a private room, for a short meet-and-greet backstage. It shouldn't take him that long to get himself situated... but after the incredible performance that you've witnessed this evening, his fans may have to wait just a little longer for their chance to speak with him.
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"That was incredible!" You call out to the band, from your chair — a tattered, metal barstool, sat just offstage. "You guys killed it! Yeah! That was amazing!" You could almost pop a lung as you join in with the crowd's wild chanting of the word 'encore.' After screaming like a crazed fan all night, echoing every word that the symphony of voices says, you just can't contain your excitement. It's only natural that you let it out. "Encore! Encore! Encore! Woo!"
Waving their goodbyes to the audience, and blowing a few frenzied kisses out into the packed venue, the guys come puttering down off the stage — walking shoulder-to-shoulder, with their guitars dangling at their hips, and their bodies heavy.
"That was fucking awesome, Dude!" Ross shouts into Rocky's ear as the two of them approach you — competing with the roaring horde to be heard. "The crowd was great tonight! I think this may have been our best show all tour!" With his muscle-bound arms held above his head; his bare chest dripping with white sweat; and his hairy pits, and thick treasure trail out on full, wet display, Ross looks absolutely unreal to you... like some sort of bad-boy angel, stepping down from heaven's stairway.
You've had the entire span of the front end of the boys' national tour to get used to the sight of Ross's body... to shake the nerves, and tame your mind, whenever you see it... but after being with him for so many weeks — working as his assistant — you're still an anxious wreck. Every time you catch even the slightest glimpse of his exposed flesh — whether it be his toned, hairy underbelly, his bulging biceps... or even something as inconsiderable as his ankles — you're overcome with that same old fluttery, sick feeling... the one that makes your tummy turn, causes you to lose control of your body, and clouds your mind with nonsensical thoughts. You become a zombie — a dumb, clumsy mess.
You've embarrassed yourself in front of him more times than you can count — ran face-first into closed doors... tripped and fallen, over your own two feet... dropped everything in your hands — though he's never taken too much notice of your awkwardness. No matter how hard you try to shake them, the nerves just won't go away. Ross's allure is too strong to resist, you simply cannot fight it.
"Yeah... sure, bro." Rocky replies, pulling Ross's guitar off from his side — visibly exhausted. "Hey... I'm gonna take this from you and skip ahead, alright. Maybe meet with the fans a bit earlier than we planned. That cool? I know we've got, like, half an hour before the thing starts... but I'm super tired... and I think it'd be cool for some folks to get a chance to hold our guitars. Plus, I figure it'll give you time to change into some new clothes. No offense, but you look fucked up right now."
You feel yourself getting anxious with every step the boys take... too uncoordinated to get up from your seat without falling over, but far too excited to stay sat. It's like you could burst at any moment... scream at the top of your lungs, and spill your guts all over the place. The sweaty, disheveled rockstar is already messing with your head... and he hasn't even looked your way yet.
"Sure. No pro—"
"Yeah! That's no problem at all, Rocky." You butt in, awkwardly rising up from your seat — your knees wobbling like those of a newborn horse. "That's totally fine. You go ahead, and start early. I'll take Ross back to the room, to go change. I should have him back to you in about... ten minutes. Shouldn't be too long. Is that Cool?" You have no idea what you've just said... why you even opened your mouth. Once again, you've made a fool of yourself... and this time, Ross has taken notice.
Staring at you with a twisted brow, Rocky nods his head, and places his brother into your custody — pushing him onto you. "Yeah... whatever. I'll see you two in a couple minutes... I guess. Don't take too long."
"Alrighty then, Ross. C'mon... let's get you changed." Careful not to be too handsy with him — in such a jittery state — you take a loose hold of his left wrist, and toss his arm across your shoulders... smearing his thick sweat all over the back of your neck. "Uggh." You mutter to yourself, getting your balance as you watch Rocky walk down to the greeting room. "You're soaking wet. This all sweat? Or did you pour water on yourself again, when I wasn't looking?" His putrid body odor swiftly rushes into your nostrils — a sour musk... like cheese and onions, or an old bag of sour-cream-flavored chips. It's an odd smell to process... a disorienting stench , that takes you aback. "Woah... and you stink too."
Your nerves slowly begin to settle — halting their restless dance, at the mere inspiration of Ross's B.O. — allowing you to calm your mind, and regain control of your movement. It isn't at all what you had imagined his scent to be, when he and Rocky were coming down from the stage... not the same fragrance that he had before the show. He smelled strongly of fruit-producing flowers, and expensive cologne at the top of the band's set... soaked with the cologne that you'd been asked to spray onto his clothes, prior to him going out onstage. You breathed him in at least a thousand times before he took his place behind the microphone — burned his flowery, pre-show scent into your mind — and, although his post-performance musk isn't as pleasant, you waste no time to file it in your brain as well... deeply inhaling his air, until it no longer stinks.
It doesn't take much time for you to come to enjoy the odor... to love it the way that you've come to love every other unsavory smell that his body produces. His musky armpits, after a full day's work... his horrible breath, before you've brushed his teeth in the mornings... his silent farts, that he thinks go unnoticed — you've endured them all... and, with time, eventually grew to enjoy them. This odor of his — though it's new to your nostrils — is no different from the rest... it's heaven. Taking deep breath after deep breath, you walk him back to the prep room — reveling in the atmosphere of his new aroma.
"The greenroom is just up the hall." Ross guides you — staggering at your side, as you uphold the brunt of his bodyweight — beginning to come down from his emotional high. "Just go down these stairs... then it's the third door on our left. First two are janitor's closets. Learned that the hard way." In his half-dreamy daze, he seems to have forgotten that you'd been hanging out in the greenroom with him before the show — standing idly by, while he prepared himself for the performance. He must not remember you being in the room at all. The loud sound of your nervous gulping; your shoes squeaking against the polished concrete floor; and the curiosity of your wandering eyes, examining every inch of him... it's all vanished from his recollection. Good.
"Um... thanks for the pointer." You reply, going along with his direction. "God knows I would've been lost without it. I've got no mental map of this place. It's like a... like a huge maze."
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The two of you squeeze through the narrow doorway together — leaning hard against one another, until you're nearly glued at your sides, by his sweat — and situate yourselves just behind the threshold. "Alright." Ross groans. "I'm not gonna lie to you, my arms are fuckin' dead right now... and my legs are killing me. There are some clothes over there, on that wall in the back... okay. I'm gonna need you to help me put on a decent shirt." He nods his head in the direction of the old rack of clothes — slanted up against the wall, and full of stuff that you could've sworn you've seen him wear already.
"Okay... sure." Hesitant to let him go, you make your way over to the shabby bar of metal. "Hey, um... I know you don't need to hear it from me... but, you guys were really great up there tonight, Ross... especially you. I know I say it a million times every show, and I should shut up... but I totally agree with what you said to Rocky... about tonight being your best performance by far. You weren't wrong."
"I know, right?" He giggles, like a shy child. "Everything was perfect tonight. Things couldn't have gone any better."
"Yeah, well... somehow, you always manage to top your latest show. Who knows how good tomorrow night's gonna be, huh?"
"Out of this world, I hope... if tonight's anything to go by. Ya know, I never knew you were such a fangirl... that's kinda funny."
"Yeah... I guess I am." Your hands start to shake as you browse through the limited selection of shirts. For the first time since you started working for him, you feel seen, and present... like you're not just taking up space in the room anymore. "Can you really blame me though? You guys are great!"
"Thanks."
"Now... um... my only suggestion for you, Ross... and I'm serious about this... is that you could start making an effort to keep your clothes on. Let me know if I'm out of line here, but you've had to change your outfit after almost every set. That's a little crazy, don't you think?"
"So what? It's just a couple of shirts... and maybe some shoes, here and there."
"I know. I'm just saying... as your assistant... you should really try and keep your clothes on next time. I feel like I spend more time watching you... change... than I do watching you perform. Maybe you could take them off when you're meeting with your fans! Strip out of your shirt... maybe show your feet in photos. I know they'd pay top dollar to see you shirtless... and barefoot. It's just a thought, though."
"Hmmm... I guess that's not a bad idea. I'll sleep on it tonight."
"Yeah... yeah, okay. What... uh... what do you wanna wear tonight though? Looks like there's a white, plain shirt over here. This pink one? Hawaiian flowers? Leopard print? Oh, and about your pants? You may need to throw some on, unless you're fine Donald-Ducking it out there."
He looks at each piece of clothing as you list them off, and takes a second to think. "Yeah... I'm gonna need a fresh pair of pants too. Between you and me... I'm kind of a swamp down there right now. My ass is like a fucking river... and my balls are swimming. I could use a pair of jeans... to cover it all up. I'm gonna need another set of socks and shoes too. Oh, and grab me that pink shirt... with those ripped denims, please. The distressed ones, on the other side of the rack."
"Sure." Careful not to shake the long rod from the wall, you pull the pink shirt and ripped jeans off of their hangers, and hold them up together. "Here you go." You call out — giving Ross a heads up as you pitch his outfit to him. "Your shirt, and pants. I'll grab these black socks from the floor... and these checkered slip-ons, over here. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, sure. Toss 'em my way."
"Cool. Here you go." You sloppily tuck a single sock under the tongue of each shoe, and chuck them in his direction. "Coming at ya!" Confident in his ability to catch the flying footwear, you continue looking through the selection of clothes — double-checking for any other pieces that he may want... though nothing looks too promising. Aside from his typical choices of shirts, pants, and shoes, there are a few cool jackets hanging on the rack — made of leather, and what you can only assume is some sort of chainmail. Curious, you grab one of them off the rack, and hold it up too. "Hey, Ross! Think this jacket would look good with that outfit? It's black... it could match!"
"N—No... I'm good." He replies, sounding as though he's struggling with something. "This stuff'll work just fine."
"You sure? You could... wear it around your waist... or, throw it over your shoulder, like fur. I used to do that back when I was a kid. I thought it looked cool."
"No. Mmmph... It's all good. I don't need anything else." Ross is too busy messing with his pants to realize that the checkered shoes have landed at his feet — having not made a sound upon coming back down to earth. He looks like he's having trouble with the button... fumbling it around with his fingertips, so that they appear to be getting the job done.
"Having trouble over there?" You ask him, sauntering his way, with a newfound confidence. "Do you need help? I can fasten it for you if you need." You don't give him a chance to answer before reaching out for his waist... your hands are just too curious for their own good. "Let me do it for you."
"No. I'm fine." He answers, moving away from you. "I got this. I don't need you to do anything."
The two of you tussle around for a short while, playing an unfriendly game of Tug of War, before he finally lets go. "Woah." You gasp as his pants drop to his ankles — just narrowly missing your fingertips. "You do smell like a swamp, Ross. That's... that's awful." The musky stench of his sweaty, unclean ass, and sticky balls wafts into your nostrils... radiating into the air, along with the heat from his body. He smells like an over-crowded sports locker room... or a dirty bathroom... an odor that takes you completely by surprise. "I can... um... give you some privacy if you wanna change into some underwear that aren't sweaty. They're right over he—"
Again, your body takes over... and, this time, it's leveraged control over your eyes. You can't stop yourself from peeking at his bulge... the impressive lump of mass at that protrudes from the front of his underpants. Though it doesn't smell the best, it looks rather shapely, and it takes up a decent amount of space in the room. Its bigger than you would've ever imagined it to be... and, as if it couldn't get any better, a thick, dark trail of curly hair peaks up over the waistband of his boxers — meandering up his stomach. "Sorry." You mumble under your breath. "I... uh... they're right over here."
Regaining your self control, you break eye contact with his meaty bulge and crouch down — grabbing hold of the fallen trousers. Before you can sneak another peek, you hike his pants up over his waist, button them as quickly as you can, and zip them up — trapping the raunchy odor within it's denim prison once more. "Okay... there." You mutter to yourself. "Wow... that was... really something. Um... let's put on your shirt now, Ross. Give it here."
Wasting no time, he hands the pale pink shirt over to you, and holds his arms up over his head — waiting for you to lower it onto his shoulders. His armpits smell almost as awful as his nether regions, but it doesn't bother you. His stench his been sitting in the air just long enough to establish itself... and, now that it's left its signature in the atmosphere, you're senses are growing used to it. You lift the shirt up over his head, breathing in the smell of him, and drop each sleeve over their respective limbs.
"Thanks." Ross says to you, dropping his arms to his sides — his voice low and throaty. "I got it from here, okay. I can button my shirt and put my shoes on by myself."
"Alright... good." You let out a sigh of relief... feeling like you can finally breathe again. You don't know what you'd do if you would've had to put his shoes on for him... what your eyes would've fixed themselves onto, or where your hands would've wondered. You can give him all of the space that he needs and escort him back to his brother's side once he's ready, all without jeopardizing your integrity. "That's great."
"Damn... I know I stink, but is it really that bad?" He laughs. "You're sighing like you couldn't wait to get the hell away from me. Does my ass smell that bad?"
"No... no. It's not that."
"That's not it? What is it then?" He looks at you as if he knows exactly what's in you're head... like he can see all of the intrusive thoughts that are running through your mind. You're losing your composure with every passing second... crumbling under the influence of your dirty imagination.
"I don't... I don't know." You answer him — your voice trembling. "I just think I need some space right now... to... to get myself together. I don't know what's going on, but I really do think it's best you dress yourself." Your hands shaking, you make your way to the door and try to twist the knob to leave, but it won't budge. "Shit! Really? It's locked." Your skin is on fire as you continue to tug at the static doorknob. It feels like the room is burning down around you, and there's no way to run away from the flames.
"Dude, don't be so dramatic." Ross chuckles. "You're embarrassing yourself right now. You're not so good at pretending, you know. If you wanna touch me, just say so. And don't even try to deny it... cuz you're not good at hiding it at all."
"What? No! I—"
"You think I didn't notice you gawking at my cock a minute ago? I know you, man... I let you brush my fuckin' teeth every morning. Can't fake it with me. You looked like your were gonna bite it off while you were down on your knees. I thought it was pretty hot, if I'm being honest."
"No, Ross. That's not— was it that obvious?" Your hands still wrapped around the metal grip, you can't help but to laugh along with him. You must look so foolish right now, trying to break out of the room, with your tail so obviously tucked between your legs. It's almost shameful. He's right... there's no point in trying to pretend. You do everything for him, whether he realizes it or not... and, of course, he'd eventually start to pick up on even the smallest of your mannerisms. It's only natural. You can only imagine how Ross is perceiving you right now... especially now that you know what he thought of you... that you were hot.
"Yeah... it was. You can do whatever you want to me, okay. I literally give you all of my consent. I'd kill to feel anything else but exhausted right now... and I haven't cum all day... so go ahead. Have your way."
"Oh... okay." You quickly swallow your laughter, as the fiery heat pours out of you like molten lava, and the flames cool down. It's almost too good to be true, him giving you permission to have your way with him... a free pass, that you've been dreaming about having since the night of the first show. "I guess... if it's alright with you."
He meets you by the door — walking toward you with a lazy sway. "Yeah. It is. Now... you gonna touch me, or what?"
Unsure of where to begin, you reluctantly rest your hand behind his left ear, and drag your fingertips along the side of his neck. Almost instantly, he melts away at your touch... a big lump of putty in your hands. It's even more clear now that he's just as desperate as you... desiring more than anything to feel something other than perpetual drowsiness. "C'mon." He groans — his eyes half-closed. "Is this all you got? We've got less than half an hour before I have to be back out there. If you're gonna do something to me, you might as well do it now."
"Oh, yeah. I completely forgot, for a second. Rocky's waiting." Following his lead, you do exactly as he wants, and fast-track right into the action. You tighten your grip on his throat and force your lips against the other side of his neck... breathing in his stench as your mouth scatters a chain of sloppy kisses down to his chest, and leaving red love bites all over his skin. His diaphragm expands and collapses against your lips, in quick succession — inflating with anticipation at the crest of every breath. Your tongue flicks out between your teeth like that of a snake — gently brushing against his pointed nipples, one by one — and then makes its way down to his slutty little waistline, that you've spent weeks eying. You have a clear idea of where it wants to go... all the way down to that musky swamp, to get a mouthful of those smelly waters... but, just like before, the thick trail of hair on his stomach catches your attention. Your eyes lock onto it for a second time — and then, without a further thought, you flatten your wet tastebuds against it, taking in all of its salty bliss. Ross's stomach convulses — rising and falling in little bursts as your tongue wanders into his belly button. "Ugh," he moans, taking in a huge gasp of air, "That... that feels so good."
"Does it?" You ask him, wanting to hear him say it again.
"Yeah it does. You're... talented with your mouth. It's like you're inside me right now... like, licking me from the inside." Ross smushes your face harder against his stomach and pounds his hands on the door. His breath is picking up again, quivering like you've just hit the g-spot on his stomach — the center of his navel. "Fuck!" He can't keep his body still anymore... even as he leans over you. His legs won't stop trembling, and his back is like a wet spaghetti noodle. "Oh my god!" He cries out — his eyes rolling into the back of his skull. "W—Why does that feel so fucking good? Yeah, yeah... get in there! Use your finger."
"Mmm... okay." Slowly, you pull your tongue out from his belly button, and replace it with the top of your index finger. It feels like a rubbery little stud against your fingertip, a hard spot on his tummy.
"Ya know, I think I'm in love with your outie." You tell him, entranced by how strange it feels to the touch. "It's just so... weird... and sexy. I wonder if it stinks like the rest of you do—"
Just before the final word can jump out from your lips, Ross shoves his body hard against your face — smashing you between his stomach and the door, and overwhelming your nostrils with the sour stink of his sweaty navel. Each and every part of his person seems to excrete its own unique odor, all with their own variation of a potent sweaty stench, with the additional notes of something more... something that no other area shares. His armpits had an onion smell to them, like a bag of sour cream chips, or something like that; his crotch smelled of swampy waters; and his neck smelled like perspiration and weak cologne. His belly button, though, smells different... like it's sweat has been festering there for ages, there's nothing else to it. It's the most foul stench that you've encountered all night... something bitter... and yet, you enjoy it's aroma the most.
"How's it smell," he asks you, flexing his belly outward, "It stinks, right? How does it smell?"
"I don't know." You answer, grasping for the right words. "I... I can't place it."
"That bad, huh? Uhhh, that's hot."
With a sleazy smile fixed onto his face, Ross grabs your head and takes full control over you, moving your nose in and out of his belly button... nose-fucking it. "Woah!" He yells. "Fuck! Uhhh, that feels amazing. Ughhh, that's great."
"Yeah? You like tha—"
Just as he gets into his rhythm, on the 1s and 3s of his own beat, a sharp knocking sound echoes throughout the room. "What the fuck is going on in there?" Rocky's muffled voice calls out, "You guys fucking or something? We got two minutes 'til this thing is 'sposed to start, Ross! Unlock the door! Let's go!"
"Uhhh, fuck." Ross mumbles, letting go of your head. "Alright! I'll be out in a minute, Rock! Just... give me a sec!"
You immediately rise up from your knees and help Ross button up his shirt. "Okay, okay, shoes." He mutters to himself as you fasten the last few buttons. "There they are! I can put my own shoes on. Look...go hide somewhere. Behind that couch, maybe. I don't want to look too suspicious if Rocky comes in here. Go! Go!"
"Wait, but I haven't finished!"
"I know."
As quietly as you can, you duck down behind the couch, and listen out as Ross unlocks the door for his brother. You can just barely see it open from underneath the couch... the only thing that your eyes can make out are the bare backs of Ross's feet, and the fronts of Rocky's black sneakers. "Who were you talking to in here," Rocky asks him, sounding as though he knows what's going on, "All that screaming "Go, go," and shit? The banging on the door, and yelling "Fuck!" What was all that?"
"Nobody, it was a bug. I... was shoo-ing it away."
"Oh... okay."
"I'm gonna throw on some socks and be out in a second, alright."
"Good. I can literally smell your feet right now... and I'm not even kneeling down..."
"Yeah... it's bad, isn't it?"
"Just... get yourself together, and c'mon. You can bring that bug along with you too. I'm not that gullible, dude... they're in here somewhere. We're gonna need them there to take photos."
"Okay. I'll... un-shoo them, then." Nearly slipping out from the backs of his shoes, Ross closes the door as softly as he can, and turns around. "Well... you heard him." He says to you — just speaking into the open space. "You're coming with me."
"That's a good thing, right?" You get up from the floor, feeling somewhat embarrassed. That was a close one... you both know it... but you have no clue what you would've done if Rocky saw you. "You're cool with that?"
"Sure. You can snap a few photos... get people moving... and then, we can come back and finish up. I still wanna bust that nut... and, uh... apparently, my feet could use a good tongue-cleaning too."
"Okay..."
"Like I was saying, I'm just gonna put on some socks, and then we can go. Won't be too much longer."
You stand idly by as he slips on the socks that you'd tossed him earlier — forcing his beautiful, stinky feet into both pockets of fabric — and then, you escort him out of the room. You feel so dirty, like you've crossed the line with him somehow... and yet, you're so fulfilled. Your job isn't over until Ross sprays his load... and, by the looks of it, you'll be working for the rest of the night.
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Best spider man comic?
oh!! I'm going to stick to self-contained comics that you can just hop right into
i loooove the amazing spider-man annual #1 (2018) by saladin ahmed. the take on peter & venom's relationship (told through venom's pov) is really really good
peter parker: the spectacular spider-man #310 (2017) by chip zdarsky has been recommended a lot and for good reason!! strong emphasis on peter's relationship with average new yorkers (and vice versa). will make you feel feelings
spine-tingling spider-man #1-8 (2021-22) also by saladin ahmed is a great little self-contained story for spooky season!!! it's a marvel unlimited exclusive rn but physical copies are set to come out soon and a sequel is in the works!!! i love juan ferreyra's traditional art so much too
deadpool annual #2 (2014) by christopher hastings. ok I'm cheating because it's a deadpool story BUT it deals with peter's anxiety and spidey senses going rampantly out of control because he's 1) convinced random new yorkers are chameleon and therefore are out to get him and 2) he has not gotten any sleep because of this. deadpool as the voice of reason is pretty fun. it's just a lighthearted little one-off plot (bros keep bros secret identities safe)
mary jane & black cat: beyond #1 (2022) by jed mackay is also another cheat but you should read it anyway (don't let the bad cover dissuade you). peter is unconscious in the hospital and attracting unwanted attention because he's suspiciously got both mj and black cat looking after him, and their resulting team up dynamic is really fun! mackay's standalone black cat stuff is pretty great too
are these, like, the best spider-man's 60+ yr run has to offer? probably not! but they're fun little stories if you're dipping your toes into the comics
#listen. I read the comics pretty sporadically so please understand that my recs are going to reflect that#so I'm probably not The Best person to ask#but i appreciate it nonetheless and i hope you enjoy these (assuming you haven't already read them!!)#i know these are fairly modern comics but do not think that means i like the current run because i Do Not.#mags answers#anon#comic recs#spider-man
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hi!!! it's super nice to see people opening their requests for venture bc I have been digging(pun intended) for content recently!! I don't normally make requests but I particularly like this blog! if possible, could I request venture with a reader(any pronouns) who deals with rlly intense migraines? if you're unfamiliar, the primary symptoms come with headaches that can range from moderate to severe, nausea, sensitivity to light, sound, smell, lightheadedness. mine have gotten worse recently and I need some comfort 😭 thank you, and I hope you have a fun time writing!!
Venture w/ Reader that has frequent Migraines
here you go we hope this works out for you and thank you so much !!! -Xor & Frisk
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Venture is very accommodating, as loud as they are, when they pick up that you're not doing too great they quiet down as to not make you're Migraines worse
When you feel nauseous they're quick to suggest some fresh air or they offer you a gingersnap cookie, often recently made.
They found out ginger was a good help, no matter the way it's consumed, digging through old recipe books they got their hands on.
They're prone to having the lights on bright due to the need to see express differences in rocks. They got themselves a little spotlight so they don't disturb you when your migraines flare and the light becomes too much.
When the Migraines themselves start up they are usually by your side as soon as possible just in case you feel lightheaded and need to lean on them.
This has also caused them to be prone to picking you up and carrying you to bed or a darker quieter room.
If you allow them to they 100% enjoy getting physically affectionate and just holding you close in the dim lighting. Quietly rambling either about their latest findings, old relics and myths or whatever they find interesting
Over all they do their best to be accommodating but they're also very loud and very excitable, so they mess up sometimes. Shouting from across the room or house, with an energy that you can't always match.
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A little bonus blurb because we're so excited!!!! - Xor
This was written by frisk btw
"Uuuugh-"
Rummaging around Wayfinder's medbay, you wince, eyes squinted as you try to find the stash of Advil you'd hidden specifically for times like these. You had a horrid migraine and couldn't get it to subside no matter what you tried.
Turning the lights off? Didn't help. Drinking water? Nothing. Taking a nap? Couldn't get to sleep in the first place!
Spotting the bottle of your precious meds at the back of the cabinet you were ransacking, you snatch it off the self, taking two out of the bottle and silently celebrating your victory over your own brain.
Taking the pills with a totally-not-stolen water bottle, you head back to your own room to sit in the dark and hate everything for however long this migraine decides to last. As soon as you step out of the medbay though, the sound of your wonderful, amazing, spectacular, yet also extraordinarily *loud* partner, Venture, returning from their latest expedition and heading straight for you.
"(Y/n)! Guess who just found the coolest artifact ever! It's super small but its green which is awesome and it's glowing which is a little concerning but if it's cursed that just makes it even cooler and-!"
You hold up a hand to interrupt them, pinching the bridge of your nose in pain.
"Venture, love, please- you're a little too loud right now."
Almost immediately, they stop talking and stare at you silently. Without saying anything, they grab you by the shoulders and start pushing you to their room, making sure you didn't drop anything as they did.
"What- Venture what are you doing?" You question them, but allow them to guide you as they push you to what you find out is there room, letting them sit you on the bed once you reach it.
"You've got a migraine, right? You only ever tell me to quite down when you got one of those, so I wanna help!" They smile brightly at you, hands on their hips as they whisper, still as enthusiastic as before, just quieter.
You stare at them for a moment before softening, the love and concern in their eyes making you weak, then again, they were far too adorable to *not* have you wrapped around their finger. You nod and take the Advil you'd stolen earlier, watching Venture as they close the door to their room and turn off the lights, turning on a small nightlight they have instead so you could still see.
"Thank you, lovely. So, what is that you were saying about a cursed artifact?"
Immediately, they grin wider than ever and plop down next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and quietly telling you all about this apparently 3000 year old "cursed" artifact they got from someone named "Ana," no clue who that is, you silently nod along and listen to them as your headache slowly starts to fade.
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I've thinking about Minerva's Den again and, even though we all love it, it's great, some people even think its better than Bioshock 2 (agree to disagree), I feel like it could have been substantially improved if it was its own game. It works for what it is, yeah, but so many of its shortcomings come from the fact that it's limited to only being a 3 hour long DLC side story to Bioshock 2. With its limited time it tries to give equal focus to the Porters as well as Reed Wahl, and, yes, Charles Porter and Pearl Porter are spectacular, we love them... But that's all you can really say about the new characters. The story of Charles Porter coming to terms with his wife's death is undeniably amazing and by far the best part of the game... But that's all people talk about when they praise Minerva's Den. There's an elephant in the room. What about the character that causes Porter to be turned into a Big Daddy in the first place? What about the character that causes the entire game to happen? What about Reed Wahl?
He does *work* for what he is. But that's all there is to it. He just works, he's not significantly good or bad at it. The reason why nobody cares about him compared to Bioshocks other main villains, even people who love Minerva's Den, is because he may be a good villian for what time he has, he's not interesting as a character for what time he has. Andrew Ryan, Frank Fontaine, and Sofia Lamb were all so insanely real and deliciously evil that they left things to the imagination to wonder how someone could be like that. Reed Wahl doesn't leave anything to think about once you're done playing, you understand why he did what he did (from a reason standpoint not a sympathetic standpoint), it makes sense, but he has no complex backstory that shapes his beliefs, personality and/or why he does what he does like the big three do. And the fact that he's expected to compete with them is the definition of a cruel and unusual punishment. That's just unfair. You might argue, "Minerva's Den doesn't focus on its villian, it focuses more on the relationship between Charles and Pearl Porter, so it's okay that's its villian isn't comparatively as good as the other main villains of the franchise" and besides the fact that it just doesn't, Wahl gets a lot of attention.. Reed Wahl is still the main villian of his game! Reed Wahl is one of the two new main characters added! He's constantly monologuing to you throughout it, his presence is always there! Once again, he is the entire reason why the game happens at all! He *should* matter! So why does he feel less like an actual villian and more like an obstacle in his own game??
(This next part is less of me criticizing him and me just being cringey) Something I feel like also amplifies how weak he is as a character is that him and Porter have little to no relationship with each other beyond "they were colleagues once until shit turned sour". Like.. That's really it? In a story that puts so much emphasis on the loss of someone you love when their death was for someone else's war and someone you trust betraying you and nearly ruining your life for something pointless in the long run, there could have been so many interesting parallels to make between those two themes! Imagine how much more impactful Wahl's betrayal would have been if him and Porter were way closer. The earth shattering betrayal Porter would have felt, having horrible trust issues after the unpredictable tragedy that happened to Pearl, Wahl knowing it, and then he does that to him anyway over something so trivial in comparison to their friendship! Obviously you might have to give him a better motivation for why he does it if he did actually care about Porter beforehand, but you get what I'm saying. Maybe it could have been tied to his sudden ADAM addiction driving him to insanity (as well as the disagreeing on The Thinkers purpose but I don't think that would be enough for him to want his best friend incarcerated) somehow? It's said that his ADAM abuse made him hallucinate that The Thinker could actually predict anything, maybe it also made him think what he was doing was okay and even good? But for whatever reason why, I want there to be less emphasis on why he does it, but instead on just the fact that he does it at all.
There could have been a dynamic between them outside of their conflict with them being opposites because they disagreed on what The Thinker should be used for before that happened, maybe their differences are what made them gravitate towards each other in the first place, and their differences are what tore them apart? But I'm getting sidetracked and this is long enough already. I feel like Minerva's Den could have said so much more than what it was limited to, whether or not it wanted to. I've been thinking about how to word this for a while and I just wanted to get it out there somehow, so sorry if it's badly put together. There's so much unused potential in this character that sadly just wasn't brought justice, especially in comparison with his competition, and I'm TIRED of pretending there isn't....
#v.txt#Bioshock#Bioshock 2#Minerva's Den#Reed Wahl#Charles Porter#Pearl Porter#It hurts my heart how much potential he could have had WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE IT ARGGHHHHH!!!!!!#Nobody UNDERSTANDS me...... (I stare out window as a raindrop slowly rolls down it)#But y'all love it when people talk about underrated characters right#So uhh.. Come get your food as they say
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r&g report
I had the privilege of seeing rosencrantz & guildenstern are dead with billy boyd and dominic monaghan on march 5! a few people asked for my thoughts after, so here's a sort of stream of consciousness report that may or may not be comprehensive depending on what you're looking for out of said theatre report
anyway I do genuinely believe boydmonaghan are literally the only people who can and should ever play r&g
to start off I will say that this was my first time seeing r&g staged -- I've previously just read it A LOT -- so I can't make comparisons to other productions. I am also a lifetime fan of theatre and have been somewhat involved, but do lack some technical knowledge, so apologies if I can't cover some aspects accurately!
most important of course, boydmonaghan were stellar. their comfort and familiarity with one another is amazing to witness. of course it's staged, but none of their movements come across as anything other than two old friends. they move together like dance partners; there's really no other way to put it. when you put on a show with someone you're so intimate with, it just comes through in the physicality in ways that aren't replicable with people meeting just for one production. watching them as r&g just feels like you're watching them hanging out. they anticipate each other's movements beautifully, lean into each other naturally, play off each other with such comfortable rapport that you feel like you're watching childhood friends goofing off from your corner of the party.
and the RAPPORT I mean wow. damn. if you're familiar with r&g -- the question game scene? holy shit. breathtaking quickness. they are rapid-fire, on each other's heels in the vein of the best comedies. for everyone who knows my tastes of course, they have * the * hawkbeej dynamic. (I almost cried watching because I kept thinking of my beloved url namesake fic.)
great pacing, great chemistry. even when they're sitting still you can still feel the intimacy between them in just how they arrange themselves. lots of staging to reflect mirroring, lots of staging to reflect the thematic element of identity (sorry, I'm rosencrantz; he's guildenstern), etc. great costuming choice -- billy wears green except his blue waistcoat; dom wear blue but for his green waistcoat.
their deliveries were nothing short of spectacular. that of course wraps into pacing and chemistry as mentioned above. but I do feel it's worth mentioning again that they're both so good at speaking their lines. they have such rhythm with each other. and of course that's going to happen--they have a podcast, theyre incredibly close friends, but it's so great to see in a setting with predetermined script, predetermined runtime. again, youre watching two friends who are off their minds at a party really Go Through It.
boydmonaghan aside, I had some general issues with the production. they had quite regular sound errors, and made some sound design choices with music and vocal warping/autotune that were not to my taste. there was a cool echo element utilized that I liked a lot. as I mentioned I don't know other productions so I don't know if this is standard practice, but for this one it was quite fun. coin echoing, echoing around the stage when they shouted into the wings to give you that sense of being trapped. when they spoke to the audience space, it felt enormous, and as if they were speaking to you specifically. I just got so distracted by the mic problems and weird autotune.
the autotune moments were exclusive to the hamlet scenes. that brings me to the other actors. the player himself was magnetic. phenomenal. so much presence. emcee cabaret presence. great stuff. hamlet? so lacking imo. he played hamlet very angry and masculine, which is a choice I guess, but not how I like to see hamlet done. it did make some of the intersectional scenes a little jarring; which, I know is not entirely without reason, but it just wasn't my ideal way to play it.
other than the question scene, one of my favorite scenes in the original text of r&g is when they're talking about leaving the stage, and they continue to make excuses not to. "i think he went this way / maybe that way / why don't you come with me it'll be safer / we should try this direction / oh we should actually wait in case he comes back here." the director did skip this dialogue, which I think gives the indication of less agency for r&g. a little less participation, a little more of things happening to them. which is fine. I have no feelings either way of a better way to do it, but that is just the sense I got of it.
the stage is very small, the set is very cramped. lots of overt use of trapped imagery. theyre often crowded into specific space, sitting very close. when they make space, they make SPACE, indicating periods of disagreement. pretty basic staging for this, I'd assume.
outside staging, very cool lighting, although I am generally against scenes with "party lighting." again, not sure what typical lighting is the scenes with the players that got that, but I could have left it out. similarly, we got a scene with "rock" lighting, and I just thought it was too on the nose / in bad taste. arguable how meta you need meta/absurdist work to be ofc but that decision wasn't for me.
the other lighting choices were great. it starts SO dark. I had lower balcony seating and have great vision, but the start spotlight was so soft the two of them were damn fuzzy for me at the beginning. they gradually get more light in the spotlight, and then it expands. there was a great sunrise moment where they turned the Big Warm Light on the audience and it truly felt like a sunrise over me. the final "rosenc--? guilden--? now you see me / now you don't" from billy was beautifully performed. the lights split the stage into two distinct chambers, truly separating r&g for the first time despite any previous physical distance. I did get a little choked up.
(the final hamlet scene that follows jarred me from the emotion a bit because the horatio actor didn't even try at an accent ToT and it was just weirdly red-lit and they came in with the autotune for the Big End of Speech). and I wish they hadn't made it so Intense and Dramatic because they of course we get our time loop / back to the start / they start on "heads!" and it's such a hold-your-breath type moment. boydmonaghan are good enough that it brought me back but damn. (horatio actor please don't skip vocal lessons again.)
and yeah then I skipped stage door because it made me a little uncomfortable and I went home!
I was very lucky to go and I took my lovely wife (who liked it very much despite only having seen hamlet the day before lol). anyway if you can go I highly recommend! I am even considering pulling a @thealogie and going to see if I can scoop some last-minute box office tickets one of my remaining days here.
ask box is of course open for any questions <3
quick edit: I will say, sincerely, the r&g audience was one of the worst audiences I’ve been in. none of these people knew what the fuck was going on. I wanted to eject them all from their seats into the city skyline and have the theatre to myself (+ wife). literally constantly “what” “what is going on” “huh” from around us. go away. mutuals please come see this show so I can sit with you and not next to someone trying to have a y/n when they look at the audience.
edit 2: I think I mentioned but I did have lower balcony seating. I could see well! I think I might have preferred to be a bit closer just for the microexpressions I probably missed, but I would echo others in saying there really were no *bad * seats at all.
edit 3: stage door is out front to the left of the main doors if you're interested. I personally was not (I already have something signed by billy/have met him multiple times, and would prefer to meet dom at a comic con setting because that makes me more comfortable than stage door).
#might come back and edit or add more later but here's some hasty thoughts#rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead#theatre#r&g toronto#text
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Jesus, I love Belphie's little attitude so much.
Pfft- you could tell he was the easiest to write for since it's the longest one-
I stg I'm not choosing favorites... (¬‿¬)
I would kill if it meant the brothers will always be happy.
Artwork credit: @myt_s3
Scenario: Brothers' reactions to helping you ice skate!
With a mix of determination and a hint of amusement, Lucifer takes on the role of your ice skating instructor. He guides you onto the ice with a confident stride, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Don't worry, I'm here to ensure you don't embarrass yourself too much. Consider it a favor from me to you."
As you take your first shaky steps, Lucifer keeps a watchful eye on you, ready to catch you if you stumble. But he can't help but chuckle when you wobble and flail your arms for balance.
"Ah, my dear, you truly have a unique way of defying gravity. I've never seen someone master the art of stumbling quite like you."
Despite the occasional teasing, Lucifer's guidance is patient and encouraging. He adjusts your posture and offers tips to help you find your balance.
As you continue to practice, Lucifer's laughter becomes contagious, and soon both of you are laughing together, enjoying the lighthearted moment.
"I must admit, even in your most ungraceful moments, you manage to bring joy to the Devildom. A talent not to be underestimated."
Mammon's excitement is palpable as he eagerly grabs your hand, dragging you onto the ice. He's full of enthusiasm and confidence, believing he's the best teacher in the Devildom.
"Listen up, human! You're about to learn from the Great Mammon himself. Get ready to witness perfection on ice!"
His first attempt to show off his skills ends in a spectacular slip, sending him sprawling on the ice with a loud thud. He quickly recovers, pretending it was all part of his grand plan.
"Just demonstrating what not to do, you know?"
However, his bravado quickly fades as he realizes his own lack of skills. He clings to your arm for dear life, his face a mixture of fear and determination.
"O-Okay, maybe I need a bit more practice myself. But hey, don't worry! We'll figure this out together, and soon we'll be the coolest skaters in the Devildom!"
Despite the occasional mishaps, Mammon's infectious laughter fills the air, turning each stumble into a comedic moment that leaves both of you in stitches.
Leviathan, despite his usual introverted nature, can't hide his excitement about teaching you how to ice skate. He's done extensive research and even prepared a list of tips and techniques.
"Alright, listen up! I've studied every ice skating tutorial, watched countless competitions, and even played ice skating video games. Prepare to be amazed!"
As you both step onto the ice, Leviathan's confidence wavers, his feet faltering on the slippery surface. His attempts to stay balanced are comically awkward, resembling a newborn deer taking its first steps. He wobbles and flails his arms for balance, occasionally letting out an embarrassed squeak.
Despite his initial struggles, Leviathan's gaming instincts kick in, and he starts treating ice skating like a video game. He provides you with tips and strategies, comparing each move to an in-game maneuver.
"See, it's all about timing and precision, just like executing a perfect combo move in 'Mage Battle Royale XIII'!"
As he starts to gain confidence, Leviathan attempts to incorporate gaming-inspired moves on the ice, adding dramatic spins and jumps to his repertoire.
"Prepare to witness the ultimate gamer on ice! Get ready for the 'Leviathan Special Attack'!"
Despite the occasional slip or crash landing, Leviathan's determination and his amusing reactions to each mishap create an atmosphere of laughter and camaraderie.
Satan approaches the ice skating lesson with a more composed and analytical demeanor. He explains the physics of gliding on ice, drawing diagrams, and discussing weight distribution, although it all goes through one ear and out the other.
"Remember, it's all about the science of balance and momentum. Adjust your body position accordingly, and you'll conquer the ice in no time."
Whenever you stumble or lose balance, Satan is quick to extend a hand, providing support and reassurance. His touch is warm and comforting as if he possesses a natural ability to calm any anxiety.
Despite his composed demeanor, Satan occasionally lets out a subtle chuckle when you encounter a particularly amusing mishap, reminding you not to take yourself too seriously.
"Ah, a graceful stumble worthy of a Shakespearean comedy. Fear not, for even the most skilled skaters have their moments of folly."
He takes your hand gently, leading you onto the ice with practiced precision. His own movements are smooth and calculated, showcasing his inherent grace and control.
Together, you glide across the ice, sharing moments of laughter and tranquility, creating memories that feel like fragments of a peaceful dream.
Asmodeus sees ice skating as another opportunity to show off his elegance and beauty. Adorned in a dazzling outfit that catches the light and sparkles with every movement, he steps onto the ice with confidence, radiating charm and beauty. He twirls effortlessly on the ice, mesmerizing you with his fluid movements.
"Darling, observe closely. I shall demonstrate the epitome of grace and glamour on ice. Prepare to be dazzled!"
However, his showboating gets the best of him, and he loses balance, dramatically falling on his behind.
"Well, that wasn't quite what I intended, but it adds a touch of charm, don't you think?"
With a melodramatic flourish, Asmo gracefully stands up, shaking off the mishap with a laugh and a wink.
Beelzebub's eyes light up with excitement as he takes your hand and leads you onto the ice. His strong grip provides you with a sense of security as you take your first steps.
"Don't worry, I've got you. Just take it one step at a time."
His naturally athletic abilities make it easy for him to glide effortlessly across the ice, but he slows down to match your pace, patiently guiding you along.
While he focuses on teaching you the basics, his infectious laughter fills the air whenever one of you stumbles or loses balance. He never fails to turn it into a lighthearted moment.
"Oops, looks like we've hit a little bump there. No worries, we'll just make it part of our signature move. It's all about having fun!"
His encouragement and warm smile give you the confidence to keep going, and before you know it, you're both gliding together, sharing laughs and creating unforgettable memories on the ice.
Belphegor's initial enthusiasm for teaching you how to ice skate quickly wanes as he realizes how cold the ice is. He insists on wearing several layers and wraps a scarf around his face.
"If we're going to do this, we're going to stay warm and cozy. Trust me, you'll thank me later."
He opts for a more laid-back approach, lazily sliding across the ice while occasionally yawning. Despite his lack of effort, his natural sense of balance keeps him stable.
He takes slow steps onto the ice, as if he's gliding through a dream. His movements on the ice are surprisingly graceful, as if he's in sync with the serene atmosphere. He effortlessly glides across the surface, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Just follow my lead, I guess."
Whenever you stumble or lose balance, Belphie reacts with an exaggerated yawn, as if your mishap has failed to impress his sleepy sensibilities.
"Oh, what a thrilling performance. You nearly put me back to sleep with that one. Try again, but with a little more pizzazz this time."
He occasionally takes breaks to lie down on the ice, using his wings as a makeshift pillow. From his prone position, he offers you tips on how to maintain a relaxed and fluid posture.
Together, you skate in a leisurely manner, cherishing the serene moments and exchanging lighthearted banter, creating a relaxing and humorous experience.
"You know, there's something oddly relaxing about gliding on ice. Maybe it's a good way to take a nap... I mean, exercise. Just try not to disturb my beauty sleep."
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#Obey me#ice skating#humorous#cute#fluffy#scenario#Mammon#obey me headcanons#Asmo#Belphie#Beel#Lucifer#Satan
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Greetings, prospective Masters.
If you're seeing this message, then you've become a candidate for a spectacular ritual with an even more worthwhile prize.
I am the Overseer of this Ritual, @lapithae, and you will be fighting tooth and nail for something amazing.
What are you fighting for, you ask? What a splendid question.
An omnipotent wish granter, a mystic artifact that was only spoken about in legend. I am, of course, speaking about the legendary Holy Grail.
Of course, this is a war driven by chance. Not purely luck, but your choices as Masters will have a heavy impact on how you win. But do not worry, you won't be fighting yourselves. You'll be summoning Heroic Spirits, or Servants. Do not get too attached to them. They're just familiars, after all.
You'll be sharing Servants, of course. You'll have to pick from several teams. Team Saber, Archer, Lancer, Assassin, Rider, Caster, and Berserker.
The Summoning System here is... shoddy. Catalysts aren't entirely effective, and the incantation is going to need to go through a couple steps before you're presented with your Servant. But have no fear. As I stand as your humble Overseer, I will help you along this process with the Tumblr Poll Summoning System. Or T-POSE.
...Don't think about the acronym too hard.
Simply submit to me which Servants you would like to see in the war, and their Class, and then you and the rest of your fellow Masters will be presented an opportunity to vote on which Servants answer the Grail's call for this illustrious prize. Please, submit them here for them to be considered and counted.
Once the Servants have been summoned (voted on), the rules for this Grail War will be revealed.
Hm? Reveal the rules beforehand? Perhaps I can explain things a little.
However, this won't simply function as a popularity contest. The other observed versions of this ritual (which have all gone INCREDIBLY well, with no complications) each summoned Servant class functions slightly differently. The numbers are important. Close calls may unwittingly turn the tides against you. Remember, this is a world of Magi, and Magi don't live by 'close calls'. Victory must be clear and swift, and small percentages may result in you losing your Servant entirely.
Further details regarding Servant skills will be underneath the cut, though they may change, and be clearer once the rules are solidified.
I'll take prospective Servant submissions until 6PM EST, Monday (2/13), and the Summoning Polls will be open for a week*, as well as more defined rules on the war.
Rejoice, young bloggers. Perhaps your dreams will finally come true.
*(The summoning time has been shortened to a 24-hour poll).
THE SEVEN CLASSES:
SABER-class Servants are solid jacks-of-all-trade picks, and great single-target combatants. When engaging another Servant 1-on-1, they get +3% to their combat poll results.
ARCHER-class Servants are good at distance combat. If they decide to play defensively, and are attacked by another Servant, they get +3% to their combat poll results.
LANCER-class Servants are fast and agile. If they end up in the bottom 2 of a 3-way confrontation, if there’s only a 5% difference in scoring between them and 2nd place, they make it out unscathed.
ASSASSIN-class Servants are best for quiet, one-on-one confrontations. If they pick a Servant that isn’t targeted by anyone else, they get +5% to their combat poll results.
RIDER-classes are competent commanders with great maneuverability. If engaged with 2 Servants, Riders get a +3% to their combat poll results.
CASTER-class Servants are best confined to their mage workshops. If they decide to play defensively, and are attacked by another Servant, they get +3% to their combat poll results.
BERSERKER-class Servants are loose cannons that can’t be recklessly fought head-on or easily managed. If engaged in a fight with another Servant, they get +5% to their final combat poll results, and the attacking Servant gains 2 ‘wounds’ if they lose.
If BERSERKERs are engaged in a fight with 2 Servants, they get +7% to their final combat poll results, but sustain 2 ‘wounds’ if on the bottom, and 1 ‘wound’ if in 2nd place on the poll.
Also as a result of their difficulty to manage, BERSERKER Masters can only pick either the 2nd or 3rd Command Spell options.
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----Part 1-----
After being dressed up by Sueharu-san, we finally attended the banquet of the noble family....
(This has to be the luxurious place on earth right now!)
The garden was lit by several bonfires.
Some enjoy the sounds of dance and music, some float their boats on the pond, and some put their fans to their mouth to gossip...
After a few drinks, the invited guests split up into several groups, each having their own fun.
Sueharu: "Look at this. Nice fancy banquet as requested."
Sueharu: "With so many people playing around, it's not going to be a problem for us to wriggle in and out."
Sueharu: "It's a private party, so a lot of people bring their favorite playmates."
Yoshino: "Sueharu-san is indeed natural...."
Sueharu: "Because I'm used to all of this. Besides-----"
Sueharu-san quickly indicates the area with his hand.
Sueharu: "The food is made from rare ingredients, the scenery is beautiful and the entertainment is spectacular. It's all things that money can buy."
Sueharu: "A merchant who is nervous around 'their goods' is third-rate."
Yoshino: "I see..."
(Sueharu-san's attitude as a merchant is genuine)
------Options-------
I want to learn from you.
I will do my best.
Until I reach that point.
--------
Yoshino: "I'd like to learn from you, that kind of thing."
Sueharu: "Even though, we're enemies?"
Yoshino: "Because we're enemies."
Sueharu: "Sure. I kinda like that about you."
(...I'm no match for you)
I look at Sueharu-san and smile as naturally as possible.
Yoshino: "So what are we going to do now?"
Yoshino: "The person we're investigating...Sadakatsu-sama, has to be somewhere in this venue, right?"
Sueharu: "Yeah. But I would like to meet him in a natural way as possible----"
The moment Sueharu-san looked around....
Court noble 1: "How dare you!"
Court noble 2: "You're the one who's going out of line!"
(What!?)
In the corner where people were gathered, a loud voice rang out.
Sueharu: "Oh? Is that a fight? Let's go see."
Yoshino: "Eh?"
(Woah!?)
His one hand goes around my waist, pulling my body very close.
(I...I'm an evil woman now, evil woman, evil woman)
I remembered what Sueharu-san told me and started walking.
We approached the direction of the fight...
Guest 1: "I sympathize with you that someone you're in love with cuckolded you, but wasn't it because he was a bit too drunk?"
Guest 2: "He is always a bit of a drunkard."
Guest 3: "No no no. The cuckold is also very open about it. He's famous for his bad womanizing habits and his bad temper."
(Wow...that's a very murky story)
The nobleman who was described as having bad womanizing habits had several flashy women attend to him.
The other official, who is said to be a 'drunkard' is red-faced with anger and drunkenness.
Sueharu: "It looks like it's a fight between the two sides."
----Part 2----
Sueharu: "It looks like it's a fight between the two sides."
Yoshino: "You're right..."
The two men were seen arguing in the crowd that had begun to gather.
Court noble 1: "You shameless bastard!"
(Ah)
The contents of the cup he is holding are hurled at his opponent with great force.
Court noble 2: "Hey!"
The man who almost had is head drenched in alcohol, snatched the other man's sake cup.
He tried to slam it to the ground in frustration.
Sueharu: "Excuse me."
Sueharu intervened with a cool face and grabbed the man's wrist just in time.
Yoshino: "....! Sueharu-san!"
Sueharu: "Woah."
His other hand then quickly caught the sake cup as it was about to fall.
(Amazing reflexes! Even though he's not a samurai..)
The spectators also gave a faint exclamation of admiration.
Court noble 2: "Who are you!?"
Sueharu: "A merchant. Thank you for having me."
Court noble 1: "How impolite for a merchant to come between us!"
(What should I do? ...What if Sueharu-san gets punished?)
Despite my concern, Sueharu-san is smiling aloof.
Sueharu: "What a nice cup. I thought it was too good to break."
Sueharu: "In the first place, the nobility has no place for tactless quarrels."
Sueharu: "How about this? Why don't you settle this fight with a bet?"
(....! Sueharu-san's aim is to attract the attention of Sadakatsu-sama, who is somewhere in this venue through betting?)
Court noble 2: "It's not worth listening to people like you."
Then women around him screamed in disbelief.
Noble lady 1: "Oh my, they're going to gamble!? How interesting."
Noble lady 2: "Me too! I'd like to see it."
Noble lady 3: "I'm scared seeing people fight."
Court noble 2: "Ngh...."
The women's gazes were clearly on Sueharu-san.
(This noble man is also very good-looking, as he has so many women with him, but....)
(But he doesn't hold a candle against Sueharu-san at all)
Noticing the flirtatious atmosphere among the women, the court nobles faces turns uninterested.
Court noble 2: "....Alright then. Hey you, merchant! You should join the bet too."
Court noble 1: "Ha...that's right."
(These people....)
They should have turned their hatred towards each other.
Apparently, they temporarily bonded after finding an unsavory opponent that is Sueharu-san.
Sueharu: "If you invite me to join you, I won't refuse."
-----Part 3----
Sueharu: "If you invite me to join you, I won't refuse."
Sueharu: "I thank you for your hospitality."
(You don't look nervous at all...)
Perhaps since the fight was heard.
It occurred to me that Sueharu-san might have had this development in mind.
Sueharu: "Let's roll the die in this cup and bet on whether the number that comes out is odd or even."
Soon after, servants brought in rugs and an impromptu betting hall was set up.
Yoshino: "Sueharu-san, are you good at gambling?"
While the seats are being prepared, I secretly exchange a few words with Sueharu-san.
Sueharu: "Not like Morinaga. No. It's not my thing to play games where luck is involved."
(Come to think of it, I've heard that Morinaga-san is a big gambler...)
Yoshino: "Are you sure you want to gamble?"
Sueharu: "Don't worry. There are strategies for these kinds of bets."
Yoshino: "Strategies?"
Sueharu: "You'll see."
Sueharu-san stroked my hair gently.
And so the betting began...
Sueharu: "Oops. I lost. That's a shame."
Court noble 1: "Ahahaha. Better luck next time."
Court noble 2: "You should have at least made it fun for us."
The pile of wooden notes representing the amount of the bets placed by Sueharu-san is taken by the court nobles.
(Sueharu-san, what are you planning....?)
Sitting next to Sueharu-san, I watch the game unfold with trepidation.
Sueharu: "That's what I'm talking about! You have a lot of luck."
Court noble 2: "Well...it's only natural. As the bloodline of a great family, we have been blessed with luck from the moment we came into this world."
Sueharu: "----I see. Well, that makes sense."
(...Sueharu-san who is born an orphan and worked his way up on his own)
(I wonder how he felt when he heard those words)
The smile on his face looked sweet that makes me sad.
Court noble 1: "How much do you want to bet next round?"
Sueharu: "Double the current amount, then."
-----Part 4-----
Court noble 1: "How much do you want to bet next round?"
Sueharu: "Double the current amount, then."
Yoshino: "Eh.."
(Even the amount you just bet was enough to make me break out in a cold sweat inside)
The nobles raised their eyebrows, but said nothing and resumed betting.
And----
Sueharu: "This time I won. Looks like I got lucky."
Court noble 1: "Argh..."
(We're currently 50-50. We are neither winning nor losing)
(But)
After several rounds of the game, a mountain of wooden cards is piled up in front of Sueharu-san.
The two opposing court nobles have only a few wooden cards left.
(Sueharu-san keeps doubling his bets nonchalantly every time he loses)
(So you only need to win once to make a lot of money....)
Court noble 2: "No way....! This has to be a bluff. This way, we'll run out of money soon."
Sueharu: "Oh don't worry. Thanks to you, business is thriving."
Before we knew it, we were surrounded by a larger crowd than ever before.
A man carrying a heavy-looking box steps up to Sueharu-san, weaving his way through the gap.
(That person is...?)
Sueharu: "Just in time. It's my subordinate."
Subordinate: "This way, please."
Kneeling besides Sueharu-san, the man opens the box and...
(What the...)
Gold nuggets was laid out in a row, glittering in the middle of the room.
Sueharu: "As you can see, our war chest is well-funded."
Court nobles: "Ah..."
(....It's certainly a strategy that only Sueharu-san can use. I never thought there was such a way to win)
The guests, who are supposed to be of noble birth, look at the gold nuggets with open mouth.
The lustful gazes of the women towards Sueharu-san also increased.
Sueharu: "Well, my princess here seems to be getting a bit bored by these petty bets, so it might be a good idea to up the stakes all at once!"
Sueharu: "Hey, Yoshino. How much do you want me to bet this time?"
----Part 5-----
Sueharu: "Well, my princess here seems to be getting a bit bored by these petty bets, so it might be a good idea to up the stakes all at once!"
Sueharu: "Hey, Yoshino. How much do you want me to bet this time?"
(Me!?)
He takes my hand before I can think and drops a kiss on top of it.
The heat spreading from that place nearly blanked me out of my thoughts.........
(....Sueharu-san doesn't do things without a reason)
(This betting session might be to get Sadakatsu-sama's attention....)
Yoshino: "You're right...."
I smiled softly and gently squeezed Sueharu-san's hand.
Sueharu: ".........."
(It's okay. I have Sueharu-san's spell on me)
With our gazes entwined, I unfolded Sueharu-san's fingers one by one.
Yoshino: "One two three....five? One hand can only count up to five, huh? That's a shame."
(If I'm going to play the role of Sueharu-san's mistress of all people, I have to bluff at least this much, right....?)
Sueharu: "Yoshino..."
Sueharu-san's voice was lower than usual.
The tip of a red tongue peeked out from between his lips, and there was a lustful atmosphere around us.
Sueharu: "If I can't live up to the expectation of the woman I love then I cannot be a man."
(....Nn)
Sueharu: "----I'll bet you ten times the money I have now."
Shrieking noises fills the air.
(I think you're overdoing it)
I was doing my best to keep my upset from showing on my face.
Sueharu-san then came closer, filling up the distance between us.
Sueharu: "If I win this bet, will you reward me with a sweet kiss?"
Chapter 12
#ikemen series#ikemen genjiden#cybird ikemen#cybird otome#otome#cybird#ikemen mc#ikegen#main story translations#ikemen genjiden sueharu
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recommend me another depressing Korean gangster movie
>:D
Hmmm hmmm ok so if you say "another", that means you maybe already watched either "The Merciless" or "A Bittersweet Life" or perhaps both, which were the depressing Korean gangster movies I posted about most on here and both of which I very highly recommend...A Bittersweet Life is one of my favorite movies of all time, if not my top fave. In case you watched one but not the other:
A Bittersweet Life - a story about a man who catches one imperfect glimpse of beauty and throws away everything in a inevitable and helpless grasp at something he knows he can never have. I cried at the soundtrack for days after my first watch, haha.
The Merciless - a stylishly shot and perhaps more hardboiled noir about a chosen one who really meant it when he said he shouldn't be the chosen one, which falls apart in a spectacular and heartrending explosion of betrayal, confusion, and devastation. Like watching a trainwreck in slow motion.
These are most definitely my top 2 in the whole world so far, and honestly nothing else really plucks exactly those same chords with me in terms of overall excellence, but here's a few others nonetheless:
A Company Man - More of a straightforward shoot-em-up. Could be taken as either an action flick kinda sorta similar to Bittersweet Life (gangster wants out, gang won't let him go) or a harsh satire of South Korean work culture, which makes it (imho) slightly more interesting. Definitely depressing gangsters, for sure!
The Man from Nowhere - it's more of a vigilante justice/revenge thriller and a lot of people liked it, but unfortunately since it was one of the first in the genre (at least from South Korea), in my opinion it's since been done better. Or maybe I'm just chronically Kdrama-ing so I have more stringent standards, lol. The main lead's looks are to die for though if that's an aspect that appeals to you--and many folks loved it, 100% on Rotten Tomatoes!
The Gangster, The Cop, The Devil - On paper it looks amazing--a brash cop has to team up with a gangster to take down an even bigger criminal, exposing the corruption of the cops and the weird code of honor among the criminals. Usually that's my cup of tea and I came in SO ready to love this movie but...somehow didn't. I don't know why. It even had Ma Dong Seok, who's usually great! However, it got 97% on Rotten Tomatoes, so maybe you'll see something about it I missed if you watch it :)
Gangnam Blues - So, I didn't watch this one myself, but it's got Lee Min Ho and a historical-fiction take on the real-life corruption and money/power plays surrounding the creation of the glitzy Gangnam district from a marsh in the 70's, it looks interesting! I'll probably watch it in the future.
Speaking of, Ma Dong Seok is pretty much the go-to guy for Korean gangster movies. He's been in the genre since forever, if you search his name you'll likely find some good ones I haven't heard about.
I don't know if you're interested in extending your search to dramas, but in case you are:
Insider - one of THE best kdramas I've seen, hands down. The set-up is similar to The Merciless in that a guy goes undercover in prison to catch a gangster and ends up forming bonds with a high-ranking member while working on the inside. However, the similarities stop there. I think I binged it in like 3 days. It's gritty and doesn't let up, but the main guy is one of my favorite protagonists ever and the ending was fantastic
Big Mouth - it came out around the same time and also involves a wrongful imprisonment, but with a hilarious twist (along with some Very Not Hilarious ones) that make it a different flavor. I got busy and didn't finish (and also didn't have subtitles while it was airing)
Watcher - This one's more on the one-righteous-cop-vs-corrupt-conglomerate side of things, which will always and forever be my jam. The moody atmosphere and insanely tight writing make this one of my favorites. I've seen it like 4 or 5 times and seem to catch something new each time, the writing is extremely satisfying and there are great female characters too, which I'm all about.
Nobody Knows - I'm watching this one right now and it's also more on righteous detective vs killer side of things, but it's got a fascinating female lead, great characters, consistent plot and great storytelling so far.
Triangle - this one is about gangsters and casinos and is unique because it's one of the WORST kdramas I've EVER seen, but it's so bad it crosses the line right back into good again because it's so freaking funny how everyone manages to act the worst plot and the worst characters with the deepest sincerity. Everyone's gorgeous, which helps. It's funnier if you're a chronic Kdrama enjoyer to see all the worst tropes played out in the funniest ways with dead straight faces. They actually wrote it episode by episode based on viewer feedback and ran out of time at the end because the feedback was conflicting--and BOY does it show in unintentionally hilarious ways.
Bad and Crazy - I LOVE this drama, especially the first act. It's violent and dark, with comedy thrown in, and one of the most interesting and sensitive portrayals of a mental illness on screen that I've ever seen in both American and Korean TV. Yet another righteous-cop-vs-conglomerate plot, my beloved. I'll eat that storyline up each time though.
So that's movies and dramas off the top of my head--if I think of any other good ones, I'll let you know! Happy watching and omg, if any of those tickle your fancy I'd love to hear your thoughts! :D
*Ok, one runner up: From the director of "A Bittersweet Life", "A Tale of Two Sisters" is a psychological horror that is just. so. good. I'm not usually a horror person and I was hooked and think about it all the time, very excellent!
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I have been absolutely enthralled by the last few Fraiser episodes.
Hardest I've laughed back to back (in a long time, not just the show): Shutout in Seattle and Momma Mia. So much. SO MUCH. happening all at once, it's the best. XDDD
Even Father of the Bride, Radio Wars, Everyone's Critic, The Dog That Rocks the Cradle, Rivals, a Tsar Is Born, The Late Dr. Crane, the APPARENT TRAIP (yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Lilith), BACKTALK (amazing episode-- what were your thoughts the first time you watched it??), The Fight Before Christmas (loved that it resolved itself without a problem.... and Daphne looked back), RDWRER--
I love them all, so much. S6 and S7 have been my favorites thus far. Spectacular!! Cannot understate how much I love them and how much I can't wait to watch more.
Season 6 and 7 really are amazing! Backtalk/The Fight Before Christmas is one of my favorite episodes. I mean obviously as a Niles/Daphne shipper but I also think it's funny. I don't remember my first reaction watching it, but I know I loved it 😁 what a way for Daphne to find out! It works so well with how the rest of the season will play out.
I'm really happy you're enjoying the show so much! The episode after RDWRER is one of my favorites. It's super funny - and catchy. Pretty much all remaining episodes in season 7 are really great.
#lovely asks#season 7 really is a gem#and then season 8... yeah well#it picks up again at one point#so many episodes still to go!
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Okay but now I need you to tell the best breakfast, lunch and dinner guy books you have read
Well, I should say that wildly enough enough soon after I made that comment about Leo Hathaway he literally told Catherine he must have her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, sooooo
(He also proposed to her twice on the ride home lmao I forgot how many times he popped the question and she went "NO" or begged off lol.)
Ummmm otherwise:
Historicals:
Devil in Winter by Lisa Kleypas. While I think Leo edges him out, we do need to acknowledge that Sebastian is real into it. The scene where Evie literally wakes up to him heading down is so good, and of course there's the wall scene.
Suddenly You by Lisa Kleypas. Jack Devil literally adds strawberries to the menu. Which is very controversial among Kleypas readers, and people need to, ah, get over it. Grow up. Be an adult!!!
Scandalous Desires by Elizabeth Hoyt. Another wall "hold your skirts for me" scene that we don't discuss ENOUGH. Charming Mickey, dude! Thief of Shadows also has Winter learn about it for the first time as he is Untouched and be like "I SHALL CONQUER THIS" (he does).
Charlotte and The Seductive Spymaster by Grace Callaway. Grace heroes.... go for allllll of it. And I would say this hero ESPECIALLY. I mean, he's literally eating butter sauce off this woman. Glory and The Master of Shadows also has the amazing scene where Wei literally can't wait for it and does it while Glory's parents are within earshot.
Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean. Clayborn is abooout iiiiit. He does a "good girl" during, he hops her on top of him, it's a good time.
When the Duke Was Wicked by Lorraine Heath. Rum on lips. Enough said.
The Duke Gets Even by Joanna Shupe. Lockwood.... may be outstandingly about it lol. At one point he's literally like "if I died doing this to her, I would die SO happy".
Something Fabulous by Alexis Hall. Feel this should be mentioned though it's m/m, because Valentine is OBSESSED after he sees someone else doing it to Bonnie (chill people, it's well before they get together) and he's OBSESSED with the idea of doing it after. It's like. The first thing he ever does ever and he compares Bonnie to a flower, which. Hysterical. Something Spectacular also has a great scene where Orfeo tells Peggy right before "now you're going to find out why I'm renowned throughout Europe". HOT.
Hotel of Secrets by Diana Biller has another virginal hero who learns this and like, is obsessed. I love him, he's so strict.
Lady Isabella's Scandalous Marriage by Jennifer Ashley. Mac literally does this to Isabella DURING breakfast.
When a Girl Loves an Earl by Elisa Braden. Has a variation you don't see enough of in historicals, so we're gonna include it.
The Perfect Crimes of Marian Hayes by Cat Sebastian. Marian isn't into p in v because of trauma. This... is not a problem for Rob.
Contemporary(ish):
Alll of the Kings of Italy heroes by Mila Finelli (including Alessio and Giulio in the m/m book) are super about it. SUPER. MAJORLY. Never forget Enzo D'Agostino being like "oh my god I hate her she's so annoying" while also loudly saying during "I LOVE IT" to her. He's crazy.
The Player by Kresley Cole. I should mention that not only is this hero one of the most obsessive heroes I've ever read... He literally did STUDIES to learn how to be as good at making her happy as he possibly could.
New Camelot by Sierra Simone. Ash and Embry are both into it, but Embry is REEEEEEALLY into it. Like, goes in after he's done into it. (And is juuuust as into doing it to Ash.) Which is so special.
The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood, should mention because even though there's only one love scene it's long and good and he does the "returning to the scene of the crime" thing, which you never see in contemporary trad romance lol.
Managed by Kristen Callihan. Scottie is very scent-focused. That's all.
Run Posy Run by Cate C. Wells I feel I should mention because he's NOT originally, but after he comes to super value her pleasure he REEEEALLY is.
The Princess Trap by Talia Hibbert. Hero literally has an oral fixation. May be the best example of this lol.
Preferential Treatment by Heather Guerre. Hero is super subby and as such, this is naturally a BIG DEAL to him. There's one scene... dude.
Fantasy:
Bound to the Battle God by Ruby Dixon. DUDE. DUDE. YOU WON'T EVEN BELIEEEVE. Carved into my brain, omg.
Consort of Fire by Kit Rocha. Ash has to keep not one but two women happy. He does this with enthusiasm.
Paranormal:
Should mention that all of the werewolves in Immortals After Dark consider this to basically be a sacred rite that is like, the BIGGEST deal in their culture, basically lol. They worship matehood and it's every little werewolf boy's dream to find his mate and do this to her (or them in general, Kresley's mating bonds are not only het).
Ummm there's a thing in Dark Desires After Dusk where Cade and Holly stop every however many miles on an important road trip so that he can do it to her on the hood of the car.
Lothaire is ABOUT IT. And there is a very famous scene involving it lol.
Thronos in Dark Skye is a controversial hero but he does, again, return to the scene of the crime.
Sci-fi:
Should be mentioned that all of Ruby Dixon's Ice Planet Barbarians are like, never happier than when they're getting this done.
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HOLY GROUND, miles morales
"spinning like a girl in a brand new dress
we had this big wide city all to ourselves
we blocked the noise with the sound of 'i need you'
and for the first time I had something to lose"
pairing: felicia hardy × miles morales
1. 2. 3.
FELICIA WAS SURE SHE HAD NEVER SEEN ANYONE MORE PATHETIC.
you would think the “spectacular spider-man,” a man who dedicated his life to saving others wouldn’t stop a diner in the face of a reality shattering, earth collapsing threat.
felicia and miles just watched as peter destroyed a burger.
“mmm. i love this burger. so delicious. one of the best burgers i’ve ever had. in my universe, this place closed six years ago. i don't know why. i really don't. mmm.”
the waiter slowly places the check on the table as peter pats his jacket pockets. peter was frantically patting his jacket, searching for his wallet. felicia was sitting across from him at the restaurant, seemingly unperturbed by his panic.
after a moment of searching, peter looked up at miles and felicia. "do you happen to know where my wallet is?" he asked, a glimmer of frustration in his eyes.
felicia reached into her pocket and nonchalantly placed peter's wallet on the table, taking some money out and putting cash on the table.
peter looked at the wallet in shock, then at felicia with an incredulous expression. "is that my wallet?" he said, pointing to the leather item on the table.
felicia simply nodded, smirking. "yeah, that's your wallet," she said, taking a sip of her drink.
leter furrowed his eyebrows. "how did you even get it?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
felicia leaned back in her chair, an amused expression playing on her lips. "i stole it," she said bluntly.
peter's eyes widened. "you stole my wallet?" he said, both surprised and amused.
felicia nodded, still grinning. "i did," she said, clearly enjoying herself.
"well, at least your parents must be proud of you for all your thieving skills," peter quipped, his tone biting.
felicia face darkened and she went silent. peter felt a pang of regret for his words. seasoned in the art of reading people's body language, miles noticed felicia’s reaction right away and tried to shift the mood.
"can we focus?" miles interjected, trying to get them back on track.
“mm-hm. sure.” with a lick of his fingers, peter finishes his burger.
miles starts, “the other peter...”
“you gonna eat that? i’m listening.” peter interrupts, gesturing to miles’ fries.
“the other peter said he was gonna be - showing me the ropes.”
“wow.”
“you got any spider-man tips you can tell me now?”
“are you really gonna take spider-man tips from him?" she asked, her tone skeptical.
miles hesitated for a moment before answering. "yeah i think he’s gonna be a bad teacher" he said.
“uh-uh-uh? look up where alchemax is.”
"i already know where alchemax is," felicia interjected.
leter looked at her with an amused expression. "of course you do," he said, chuckling slightly. "i’m guessing you stole something from there?"
felicia just grinned, not denying his accusation. "maybe," she said coyly. i
miles, who had been listening intently, couldn't contain his excitement. "oh man, this is going to be amazing," he said. "peter ,you can teach me to swing on the way there!"
peter looked at him skeptically. "i’m not swinging all the way to hudson valley after a hearty burger breakfast," he said.
felicia couldn't help but join in on the laughter. "great, road trip it is," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
as they made their way towards alchemax, miles couldn't help but steal glances at felicia. Finally, unable to resist his curiosity any longer, he turned to her and asked, "felicia, can I ask you something?"
she looked at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "sure, miles," she said with an indulgent smile. "what do you want to know?"
miles hesitated for a moment before choosing his words carefully. "why do you steal if you're supposed to be a hero?" he asked, looking genuinely curious.
felicia's expression grew more serious, and she took a deep breath before answering. "my father was a thief," she said softly. "he taught me everything i know about stealing."
niles looked surprised, not expecting such a personal answer. "did your father get caught?" he asked gently.
felicia nodded. "he did," she said. "and after he went to prison, my thefts started to get more elaborate. that's when peter decided to help me use my abilities for good. he's the reason I'm not like my father."
she paused for a moment, "i’m good at stealing," she continued, "so why not use it for good?"
miles couldn't help but feel impressed by felicia's dedication to do good, even when her past had given her a different path. "that's pretty cool," he said with a smile. "you're like a reformed thief."
felicia returned the smile. "yeah, something like that," she said.
miles asked her which school she goes to and if she liked it.
felicia looked at him and said, "I don't go to school."
miles a bit surprised, asked her why not, and what her mom thinks about it.
felicia replied sarcastically, "Oh, my mom could care less."
miles said apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry."
felicia shrugged. "it’s fine," she said. "she isn't really my mom. at least, not in the way that matters."
“do you like your school, miles?"
miles looked up, seeming a bit surprised by her question. "it’s okay, i guess," he said hesitantly. "but i miss my old school."
felicia nodded, understanding how that feels. "yeah, change can be tough," she said, trying to relate to him.
"do you miss going to school?"
felicia shook her head. "not really," she said. "i never really fit in with the other kids. but that's okay. i have other things going on."
mikes nodded, acknowledging her perspective. "do you have any friends or maybe someone you like?" he asked, trying to keep the conversation engaging.
felicia raised an eyebrow at him, amused. "no, not really," she said with a smirk. "do you have any friends?”
miles chuckled,"well, there was this one girl," he admitted. "but I think i found someone else." a comfortable silence filled the air before felicia interrupted.
"we’re here," she said, gesturing towards alchemax.
peter took charge and said, "alright, here's what we're going to do," when felicia interjected.
"i’ve been here before, i’ll just steal the equipment and leave," felicia said confidently.
miles furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "what are we going to do?"
felicia responded with ease, "you can be the lookout."
peter chimed in, stating, "the lab is pitch dark and full of lasers."
felicia didn't seem concerned at all as she quipped back, "i can see in the dark."
miles’ eyes widened, impressed. "that’s cool," he said.
before she could enter, miles gave felicia a warning. "hey felicia, don't get caught," he said, trying to keep things light. "be as quiet as a cat."
felica smirked at him, knowing what he was getting at. "or as sneaky as a spider," she quipped back, feeling a sense of pride in her abilities.
miles couldn't help but smile back, admiring Felicia's confidence and skill.
peter, who had been quiet for a few moments, rolled his eyes at their exchange. "cute," he said sarcastically, though miles and felicia could tell he was secretly impressed.
felicia moved with ease and precision as she snuck into the lab. she had done this before, so she was confident that she could navigate the lab undetected.
as she surveyed the room, she quickly took note of the laser beams that crisscrossed through it, guarding the computer of the head scientist. felicia knew that she had to avoid these beams if she wanted to get her hands on the data she was after.
with nimble grace, she began evading the laser beams, flipping and leaping over them with practiced ease. she felt an adrenaline rush as she made her way closer and closer to the computer, her heart pounding in her chest.
but then she heard a noise behind her. turning around, she saw peter and miles, who had followed her without her knowledge. they had tripped one of the laser beams and set off the alarm, alerting the scientist to their presence.
the three of them froze, knowing that they had been made. suddenly, the head scientist walked into the room, her expression confused and alarmed.
felicia acted quickly, diving beneath the nearest desk to hide. she watched as the scientist studied peter, asking him questions about his dimension, age, and consent for testing on him.
as felicia hid under the desk, the scientist attacked peter, who was barely able to avoid his blows. In a split-second decision, felicia launched herself at doc ock from behind, trying to give peter an opening.
doc ock, caught off guard, momentarily switched his attention to felicia. but it didn't last long. she quickly saw miles, who had stolen her computer, and focused her rage on the young boy.
as peter and felicia chased after miles, dhet asked peter , "did miles just turn invisible?"
peter let out a short laugh. "yeah, it's a thing," he said, enjoying how impressed felicia seemed to be by miles's powers.
as they continued fleeing from doc ock, they dashed through the cafeteria, stealing a few bagels as they passed. felicia ran on the ground, darting and weaving between the tables, while peter took the opportunity to teach miles how to swing with his webs.
as they fought, doc ock's tentacles slammed felicia to the ground, leaving her at a disadvantage. her team seemed to be losing the fight, and they began to realize they couldn't win. suddenly, they felt d i ocks’s arms getting webbed to the trees, and they looked on in amazement as a new spider-person appeared.
the new spider-person removed her mask and said, "hey guys," causing miles to recognize her, "gwanda?"
as peter and felicia expressed their shock and confusion, gwanda explained, "i'm from another dimension. I mean another-another dimension."
as peter and miles fell to the ground, felicia landed on her feet flawlessly. miles, trying to flirt, said, "i like your hair."
but gwanda wasn't having any of it. "you don't get to like my hair," she responded sternly.
felicia grew increasingly annoyed by the conversation between miles and gwen, telling them, "we don't have time for chitchat.”
peter and gwanda swung into the distance, leaving miles and felicia behind.. felicia desperately admitted, "i don't have spider powers."
miles, ever the hero, put an arm around felicia’s waist, telling her to hold on tight. but felicia couldn't help but issue a warning: "drop me, and i'll kill you."
miles replied, "i would never."
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If you're still doing these can I ask top 5 songs from the Bloodborne OST?
absolutely you can!
the first hunter is on my "secret emotions" playlist for a reason. it's like, no matter how you feel about [redacted], you will be struck by a sense of regret and grief as you two fight to the death in this field of beautiful white flowers, the full moon looming meaningfully overhead, the hunter's dream burning to the ground in the distance,
lady maria of the astral clocktower. you ever search youtube for "lady maria fight no hud" and let the music and visuals wash over you and just marvel at how gotdamn cinematic it all is? y-yeah me neither. but seriously, it's such a fitting theme for her. the beginning is anxiety personified, heightening that feeling of "OH SHIT OH FUCK" you get from the cutscene and the transition into the boss fight where she's slowly advancing on you and you start to suspect you're about to get your ass handed to you. the bits with the choir are really powerful but also discordant and unsettling, especially with the sort of piercing wail you can hear over the top of it at parts. if you manage to time the fight so maria's phases/power ups sync up with the major turning points of the song it's just awesome in the original sense of the word. bone rattling and shiver inducing.
omen. i've seen the cinematic trailer/menu movie so many fucken times that if i put this song on i can pretty much just watch the cinematic behind my eyes. that moment when the hunter flicks open the saw cleaver and walks away with Purpose as the scene fades out? talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular,
ludwig the holy blade. i watch a lot of soulsborne speedruns and 9/10 times the streamer successfully blasts through the ludwig fight somebody in chat will be like "we didn't get to hear the music >(" and like. how can you argue with that. do the fight again but worse, streamer, 2:39 onward is the best part of the track!!
lullaby for mergo. what is it about music boxes that makes everything feel a hundred times more melancholy?? and this track is sad enough to begin with, associated with the loss of both child Great Ones (mergo) and human children (gascoigne's daughter(s), if you try and help them).
#shoutout also to moonlit melody#it plays in the dynamic console theme for ps4#so given how often i'd start up my ps4 and then get distracted i've probably heard that song hundreds of times in my life lmao#askbox games
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The Bear: A review.
If this show ends up on the chopping block because of the Writers and Actors strike, I will be furious.
The Bear dropped all ten episodes of its first season on June 23rd, 2022. The Bear dropped all ten episodes of season two one year later, on June 22nd. Both seasons were watched and finished this year, and I found the show overall to be really great.
If you're looking for a show to watch on Hulu, this is one of the best shows out right now. Jeremy Allen White plays Carmen Berzatto, a young chef who returns to Chicago to run his brother's restaurant. The Bear is considered a comedy, and while it can be funny, it also meshes brilliantly elements of intense drama and chaos.
What separates The Bear from other shows I've seen is its intensity. Multiple episodes are dedicated to Carmen and others cooking and trying to run their business. You get an up-close look at the cast in the kitchen trying their best to make everything work, and so many mistakes or problems arise. Constant issues arise as people bump into each other, the food isn't precise, or huge personalities clash with one another, and the tensions continually rise. It provides the most anxiety-inducing content on streaming, and it's sublime. One of the best episodes of the entire show is season 2, episode 6, titled "Fishes." It's the epitome of comedy and drama, and my anxiety levels have never been higher than during this episode. It's amazing. Celebrity guest stars appear to portray various members of Carmen's dysfunctional family, and one of the best moments to me stems from Carmen's brother and uncle getting into a heated argument where his uncle repeatedly drills the words "You're nothing" into Carmen's brother's head.
Accompany Jeremy Allen White's stellar performances are equally strong cast members in Ayo Edebri as Sydney, Ebon Moss-Bachrach as Richie, Abby Elliott as Natalie, Matty Matheson as Neil Fak, L-Boy as Marcus, Liza Colon-Zayas as Tina, Oliver Platt as Carmen's uncle, Edwin lee Gibson as Ebra…there's just so many star players that need to be mentioned. Many of the previously mentioned have episodes dedicated to them, and they're all equally compelling. I don't binge shows much lately as I try to savor and juggle many different shows on my plate at any given moment (how I experience certain shows is a complex system I won't get into,) but if I could, I would've easily binged the seasons. This show has the potential to be something truly special. Jeremy Allen White as Carmen carries with him a brokenness seen similarly in the likes of Bob Odenkirk in Better Call Saul, Bill Hader in Barry, and Jeremy Strong in Succession. All these spectacular shows ending around the same time leave Carmen as the next person to carry the brunt of the weight of the guilt and sins that the aforementioned three held with them for multiple seasons.
(Better Call Saul, Barry, and Succession are some of the best shows I've seen in a while, and The Bear could join them if the cards are played right).
Shoutout to Christopher Storer for penning such an immaculate show. Without talented creatives like this, we wouldn't have such amazing shows.
I hope season 3 comes soon. To nitpick, the first few episodes of season 1 are a bit slow, but once it picks up steam, it does not falter. Overall, both seasons of The Bear are great, and if you have not watched already, I sincerely recommend it. 4/5 overall.
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aa3 trials and tribulations
alright after dragging my heels to get four months out of a idk 35 hour game i have finished aa3. spoilery thoughts mostly about the last case bc i played the others months ago fjglhgkf
Positive stuff:
FRANZISKA... my mvp... I loved Franziska after aa2 but she was so great here, everything I could've wanted from her lmao. My best worst girl. I LOVED having her hang out with Phoenix fhlgfhgklf incredible, showstopping, spectacular. Their dynamic is sooo much fun and I also really liked seeing her interact with the witnesses outside of the courtroom, and how she tries to establish her authority but uses that authority to try and comfort them, etc -- she gets mad at Phoenix when he isn't complimentary enough of Sister Bikini lol, she takes control of the sacred cavern situation, she bullies Edgeworth into selfcare garden sulking after the earthquake, etc. It was really interesting and kind of sweet, in her way, it was nice to see that side of her. I can easier see how she and Adrian ended up with their weird gay thing although I have to admit Franmaya remains my Franziska ship of choice. (Just yesterday I was telling someone "I want Franziska to show Maya how to use her whip"... so close and yet so far Capcom.)
Defense attorney Edgeworth was awesome what a fun idea, and the Edgeworth/Franziska court battle ruled. I think I talked about it a lot at the time so I won't dwell much but lmao. wonderful. you're both sooooo bonkers
The Fey family drama! Cool af! Love a matriarchal society of women murdering each other. Amazing. I was spoiled for bits and pieces but not for Misty, which was a great surprise, I had expected they'd just leave that thread hanging but resolving it was the correct choice. I also loved that this game gave a bit more of a nod to Mia. I had said in my previous reaction post that I loved Mia having her own lil Moriarty in Dahlia and their showdown was so fun. Get her ass Mia. Pull each other's hair in the afterlife.
The actual plot mystery stuff in this case was great. I was able to do 3-4 and 3-5 without any walkthrough help AND without banging my head into a wall, which really does make it more fun, lol. You feel clever for solving it without feeling like it's being spoonfed. Or at least I didn't feel it was spoonfed :P and I guessed wrong about some things.
I loved Dahlia LMAO she was fr on the stand like "Your honour I was born evil and I died evil and I'm still evil now. Peace". I sort of expected she'd have mixed emotions at least about Iris but uh nope. Choose a way to born: Evil Baby. You could probably say something about AA returning to these cartoonishly evil villains to smooth over any of the ethical quandaries probably but tbh for the most part I just find it fun. Whatever. Cant a girl have hobbies (poisoning, failure).
Less positive stuff:
I was surprised and disappointed to not get a send-off epilogue screen for Edgeworth or Franziska 😔 they just kind of disappeared in the back end of the case, and while I don't have an issue focusing on the Feys in the end, the Edgeworth/Franziska stuff felt a bit unresolved to me, to not even get a few lines when Oldbag and Larry do. I guess Capcom wants me to play AAI (... sort of. not enough to port it or translate it :P).
Two finale cases in a row shelved Maya for a considerable portion. She got much more to do here, in the end -- her as Nick's last witness was very good, and obv she's central to the whole case -- than in 2-4, but I still felt her absence.
And I do wish we'd gotten to see more of Edgeworth and Phoenix interacting - they're sort if implied to be spending time off screen but I would like to see it.jpeg, I thought he was gonna be a more active part of the case after trial day 1. Since AA1 it often feels like the game is juggling characters so I can have like, one fave with me at a time but not more lol. Rude.
The Iris/Phoenix stuff was 🙄 I realize it's futile to be mad about like, token heterosexuality in a 20+ year old video game, but 🙄 lol. Also naturally I spent most of the game believing Dahlia had grudgingly put up with Feenie while dreaming of murder for 8 months and that's so much funnier than the truth turned out to be, lmao. Her eternal torment.
I couldn't stand Godot lmao I didn't like him at the start of the game and by the end I hated him. His gimmick was boring to me at best, I found him deeply condescending and sexist in the case with Mia, and then obviously 3-5 just sent all of that overdrive. The upswing was that he was the killer so that was satisfying for me lmfao. Throw the book at him judge.
Overall:
I see why this is often called the best game. The overarching stories all tied together well, I can see how the cases of the week led into the finale even if I hated one of em (mask de masque do NOT interact), the puzzles are good while being solvable, and there are some really really great fun moments of character stuff in here for almost everyone.
Having said that, I think the first game is still my fave. Its comparatively limited scope meant each major character got their moment, Maya and Edgeworth are my besties and it's the only time I actually got to have both of them around at the same time. And Turnabout Goodbyes is just so good and so is Rise from the Ashes.
I'm sad the trilogy is over 😔 while I wait for 4-6 to get ported I'll play TGAA and AAI, but not sure in which order, and in either case I'm gonna miss my best friend Phoenix Wright. Luv u buddy
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