【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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(ooc: Aak is nebulously 20 and a full furry with penile barbs and a sheath. I'm open to partners of all genders, ages, whatever for him but also feel free to adjust any of the prompts for gen, stagehand stuff, or paparazzi interference. If you have any questions or would like a custom starter, PM me here or at slothplaying | info/permissions/kinklist)
I. Actor Resume
"AH-AH"K
Height: 161cm/5'3" Weight: heftable Age: 20 Eye color: Yellow Hair color: Dark Brown
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• Mad Scientist • Sketchy Henchman • Catboy Bottom to Pushy Women
II. Indie Films a. A Hard-on Bargain (cw: coercion, drug use, played dub/noncon)
[Despite not really matching most director's ideas of an illicit back-alley doctor, Aak was able to win one over with experience. And maybe a spiked drink. It's strange to be back in the "role" he used to play in his real life. The atmosphere is nice, though, a real fancy back-alley shop set with all sorts of jars and pottery.]
So your mama's sick? Oh, boo hoo. [The line reads are easy enough, although Aak likes to improvise and add his own flair. The director either approves of them or is still working through that earlier dosage and has no idea where he is.]
Medicine is expensive, you know... and with you on the run from the Peacock Gang, helping you puts my humble business at risk.
[Aak leans forward onto the countertop of the set, perfectly able to pretend his costar is some poor, unfortunate soul he's got in his clutches.]
What's it worth to you, huh?
b. Femboy Hooters vs Gothgirl IHOP (cw: optional ageplay dynamic)
[There hadn't been too many applicants for this role, apparently. A bunch had gotten filtered out by the long diatribe written by the scriptwriter about what constitutes a femboy, how the femboy is truly more than just the combination of femme and boy, and does the femboy fit into our modern understanding of gender. The writers were extremely passionate about the subject.]
[This "movie," if it could be called that, has quite a few dirty scenes. There's the Femboy and the Client, the Femboy versus the Gothgirl, and the celebratory orgy at the end.]
[Aak is not the expert on if he qualifies as a femboy but he showed up and got the role. He's been given a branded tank and a pair of excessively short shorts. The costume department had to do a quick fix to make sure his tail fit.]
Heyyy, welcome! Beer? Wings? Or how about me?
c. Nyan Neko Sugar Girls (cw: furry, possible master/pet, possible mating kink)
I told you, I'm not doing this one!
[There is drama on the set. Most of the jobs were Aak's choice, a pointed move to get more money. This, however, was clear entrapment of a Feline actor! He thought he was showing up to an entirely different movie only to discover it was some Nyan Neko something and the premise was cuddly desperate cats who loved their Master and each other.]
What do you mean contract?! I didn't sign- [He Did.] That was when I thought it was a different movie!
[Playing up the Feline traits was fine when he chose to, or to fluster key people, but no way did he want this image of himself out for anyone to find.]
d. My Step-Brother is From Another World! (cw: step-incest, risk of discovery, possible played dubcon)
[Reading over the script for this one, Aak thought... man, this is a kinda overwrought premise, ain't it?]
[The normal, everyday world was merged with a fantasy world. The main character has a steamy encounter with a "beastman" then the very next week finds out their parents are getting married! Now they're going to share a house despite the fact the sexual tension between them is still insane! Can lust truly conquer all?!]
[Anyways, he mostly just has to try and "tempt" the sibling into continuing their relationship right under their parents' noses. The set is a living room, with the couch pointed right at the TV, the noise prepared to drown out any sounds they may get up to. There's a hired actor to play the mother in the background, going back and forth between tasks in the kitchen.]
[Aak slides his hand across the couch, reaching out for his play-sibling's leg. Even if it was an act, even if the scenario was kind of overwrought, it was a little exciting to pretend they were so close to being discovered. That they were doing something so taboo with so little protections one way or another.]
III. Premiere a. Red Carpet
[Aak's worked hard for his paychecks! It's been a little stressful, sure. As much as he loves attention from other people, being so publicized has started to wear on him. This should be the last wave of press, the last opportunity for the cameras to hound him, then he could hole up in his room for a while.]
[Despite being a low rank, Aak has earned a fair amount of fans for his unique looks and playful personality. He's brushing elbows with people in the crowd, waving and posing for cameras, he's doing a great job of it.]
[People who know him, though, or people who know cats, might see the little signs of his fraying patience. His tail lashes more often. His ears flick in a particular way. There's a little twitch to his lips, where sometimes his smile doesn't meet his eyes, he's tired but he shields that from public view. He's overstimulated and not in a sexy way.]
b. In the Theater (cw: possible toys, possible semipublic)
[Inside the theater, Aak has started to calm down. He'll watch some of the films, sure, but if it's boring then he's going to get entertainment from his seatmate.]
What d'you think? Does this one get you going? [What's your kink, buddy, does this movie turn you on, are you thinkin' the sexy thoughts? Do you like things? How embarrassing if you like things?]
[Alternatively, he's just turning on the vibrator that was in his bag and popping it onto his partner's lap as it it were a toy snake to startle them.]
[ Haru is only barely aware of Aak, but it does feel a little bit like seeing a celebrity in real life as he passes by him on the red carpet. He'd caught the last 20 minutes of that movie about the mad scientist and the horny juice he spilled into the city water supply on his way to a casting call, but if Haru is honest... he kinda thought Aak was CGI.
It's with that thought that Aak catches his attention at first, but it's his animal-like reactions from his largely dude-shaped body that have Haru slinking over in his long, backless gown, slinging an arm over Aak's shoulder like they're best friends, flashing a hearty peace sign for the closest camera to capture their two-shot.
The press are far enough away from them that a conversation is impossible to hear, even though it's fully visible. ]
[Every inch of him is real, even if it's unbelievable. Up close it's easy to see every little movement of his ears and tail and that there's no room for any sort of device or mechanism to make them move. Maybe the tail, since Aak has picked an outfit with room to breathe, with plenty of material draping down from his tangzhuang... but the ears are clearly real with how they look and how Aak tilts his head to better hear a voice among the crowd of murmurs and camera flashes.]
[Despite his nerves, he does also instinctively put up a cutesy peace sign. He's a professional.]
Whaaat? [he draws out the word, not immediately admitting anything.]
Am I not allowed to be a little tired of cameras? I know I don't look it but I was a real private person before this place.
[It's a lie and the truth. The attention of individual people was fine. The world's attention was terrifying. All it took was for someone to know he was still alive, that his father had left an heir to be used, and his newly gained peace would shatter. The Triad wasn't here, he didn't have to fear his image getting out, but old habits die hard.]
[ There's no faking this kind of softness; Haru has buried his face in a good number of faux fur coats in his life, but there's nothing that comes close to the real velvety fuzziness of a genuinely furry shoulder.
He does have to sit on the urge to pull one of Aak's ears though. Just to say he has. ]
I didn't say that. Nothin' makes you more famous than a tantrum on the red carpet, right?
[ Not that he gets it himself. He's always loved the spotlight. ]
You got into a weird career for a private person. I betcha all these people've seen your bare ass.
[While the club of seeing Aak's ass is wide and plentiful the group that's gotten to tug his ear is still exclusive. And Aak joins the club of people who have wrapped an arm around Haru's waist- fully owning looking the escorting guy despite the gap in their heights.]
Ehh, it's different, though. [a flick of thought across his features before putting on another big smile for the cameras]
These guys takin' pictures right now, [guys as a gender neutral- there were definitely also busty lady paparazzi and at least one amorphous blob holding a camera.] they're doing it for business. Once this trend passes by they won't think about my ass at all.
Now, [he pauses and leans up to whisper in Haru's ear,]
Someone jerkin' off to me in a video? I don't hate that, hehehe. [the laugh brushing against the cusp of the other's ear]
[ he thought he was going to act as a PA for some of these shoots and instead, here he is holding the same contract that aak had apparently signed. with seth more or less in a bind and fairly uncertain of the situation, isn't it easier for him to just stand there in feline solidarity and hope that he could also get off the hook?
so with the thiren hanging out behind the other assumed beast thiren, seth nods frantically. ]
Yeah! I thought it was a different movie too. There's no way that we both could've signed for the cat-based film. That's way too coincidental!
[ saying as he, the one with the big ass floofy tail and the tufted ears. ]
[This was deception, this was unfair, he was here to stand up against cat microaggressions!]
["We'll give you the topping role," the director is clearly trying to curry favor with the more direct of the two cat negotiators. And it definitely starts to work. There's definitely a pause where Aak is considering if accepting the pretty kitty label is worth getting to be the top and going over and over again with a semi-willing victim.]
No, no, that's not the point! [Although the pause was long enough to make Seth sweat.]
["You," switching to trying to sweet-talk Seth, "You've got good muscles, what have you always wanted to do? We'll add it in. The scriptwriter is my good friend."]
[ trying to find his words when his breath is caught in his throat at the mere mentioning that aak would be the one topping? hello?? all seth wanted was to just offer himself in a support role but not like THAT kind of support! and he still can't remember when he put pen to paper and put himself in this precarious position in the first place!
then his physique is mentioned and most of his concerns have been wiped away. ]
Oh. Um. Yeah, I've always wanted to like. You know, put bad guys behind bars and all. But can cute kitty cats go to jail?
[ maybe for being TOO cute? he eyes aak. he looks back at the director's grinning face. ]
And this guy seems kind of nice! You wouldn't want me to do that to him, would you? He couldn't be a criminal even if he tried!
[There is more frantic whispering between stagehands and creative types. Can they swing this? Does that edit work?]
's true, I didn't really try. [Aak says, off hand.]
[It seems the scriptwriter is willing to compromise much of the main "plot" so long as the story involves cutesy kitty boys. Any act was immediately more erotic when catboys did it so if a jail scene was necessary, then they'd do it.]
[So, in this case, the director points, Aak would be the rogue kitty who was trying to rally the catboys into chaos and revolution and Seth would be the hero trying to keep the peace and bring the other one to justice.]
I'm not gonna act like a cat. [Being a criminal? Fine. But "nya"ing against his will? His "nya"s were reserved for when it was really funny!]
as much as I like femboy hooters... give me II. d-step bro
[The discomfort on Rin's face may in fact be genuine. Though it's unclear if that's because the camera drones, the lighting crew, or the "mom" character in the back is making just enough noise to be consistently reminding everyone she's there.]
Hey, [she hisses in a hushed voice] cut it out! She's right there.
[Oh, but did costuming pick an easy-access get up. Bra-less, crop-top camisole, a skirt and tights. Though yet to be revealed is that the tights have an open gusset. Usually meant for long-wear ease of not needing to remove your pantyhose when visiting the washroom, but its purpose here is much different: an easy opening begging to be stretched and ripped further.]
[Aak was starting to learn the little differences. Rin might be uncomfortable with the lights or the cameras but he knows she's not uncomfortable with him. Even if a part of him wonders if it's her stupid desire to adhere to any sort of filming contract. By now, though, he's sure he won't make anything worse by playing along with the roles they were assigned.]
Don't worry about it so much, [Aak draws out his words, leaning closer into Rin's space. For once Aak hasn't been shoved into a tank-top by costuming, this film is denied the catboy armpits. Instead, he's got a normal, nice-fitting t-shirt and cargo shorts where the pockets have been pre-packed with condoms, tiny lube bottles, anything he might need to retrieve quickly on the set.]
[he reaches over and turns the TV up a few more volume pips, not enough to actually make a difference with recording, but to fill the illusion of covering up their noise.]
You like it anyways, right? [reaching back and this time his hand is more adamant about sliding between her thighs]
[His hands brush against the tights. Instinctively her legs press together, but as he persists the tips of his fur on the back of his hand tickle and catch against the small threaded gaps. Color rises to her cheeks, and while Rin attempts to shoot him a glare it's more uncertain than it is angry.]
Hm... will you take responsibility if we're caught?
[Due to the nature of the scene it's unclear if the visible quiver that shows is real, or a part of her act. While she won't be opening her legs until Aak responds, Rin leans her upper half toward him. Both of them tucked together so close and conspiratorial. The special microphones easily catching the hushed whispers they share while "mother" loudly stakes ceramic plates behind them.]
[ Aak is not the only one that agreed to a movie premise that sounded entirely different in pitch than it apparently was in practice. Everything from the name to the script had seemed to change from what Broca thought he was signing himself up for, and he is seething now.
While Aak might be in the middle of the set kicking up a fuss, Broca is standing to the side with as menacing an aura as he can manage to have, and given his past career was as menacing mafioso muscle? It's a pretty damn menacing aura.
He'll let Aak carry on for awhile, before finally piping up himself. ]
Show us the contracts we signed.
[ His tone is calm, but there's an unmistakable edge to it that suggests or else. It definitely sends some of the filming crew nervously flitting about, though whether they're actually looking for their contracts, or just trying to avoid more of his ire by pretending to is hard to say right now. ]
[The two of them have an energy that might actually make it work. Aak is ready to nitpick the contract and Broca is ready to look like he'll break a face. The director is trying to save face, okay, fine, they can look at the contracts, all while gesturing in the background. One stagehand, who is at least less physically afraid of Aak, tries to hand him a stuffed bunny prop.]
Ah-ah! [Aak fumbles the stuffed toy before turning and smushing it to Broca's chest. His problem now.]
I'm not an idiot, I can smell it, you put nip in that! [... you know, the one he just pushed against Broca's chest.]
[The contracts are brought up on digital screens in front of them and Aak starts scanning his eye across them. The director starts talking fast, explaining how they totally did agree to this, if you check the addendum paper you see the by "affair on a train" it meant like a sexual train, and that the person pursuing their "pet project" meant literal pets.]
[ Hopefully no one on staff had any particular attachment to that prop bunny, because the minute Aak shoves it at his chest is the minute it's losing it's ear as Broca takes it forcefully and flings it hard enough that the poor thing goes flying, the scrap of cloth that was once an ear still in his hand. Up until he unclenches his fist and lets it drop unceremoniously to the floor at least.
Tragic.
He does a good job looking menacing and ready to do that to one of the set members as he glares around at the cast, but he undercuts it a little as he leans down towards Aak, and asks a little too loudly to not be overheard-- ]
What does it actually say?
[ It's not like Broca cannot read. He's an excellent reader, but maybe less adept at multitasking. He is mean mugging right now in an attempt to make everyone on set as close to pissing their pants as possible, which means he cannot go over the fine details of the contract with Aak right now. ]
[ Till's absolute disinterest in the film begs to wonder why he is here in the first place. Then again, it seems that with the resort accommodating two huge sets and recent renovations to the theater, he has gotten a little lost. Of course, he is distracted. His thoughts are elsewhere, and his attention is only further diverted by the stacks of flyers on his lap, used as a notebook—no point in wasting good paper when the back of the flyers are completely blank. He keeps doodling away, even when he is spoken to.
He willfully disregards his seatmate and easily gets lost in his art. He would have kept himself busy. He could have continued to ignore them and ignore that they were... not human. That they were. What a cat thing? Gripping the pen tightly, he starts to scratch out his last drawing.
That's until something lands in his lap. Something moving. Shoving away his makeshift sketchpad and dropping the pen, he grabs the offending thing. Then, he turns toward Aak, and his intention should be clear. Imagine having someone try to beat you with a vibrator. At least, his attention has finally been captured. ]
[Till was possibly close to achieving freedom. He was good at ignoring the cat-person next to him, not reaction, being absolutely boring. If he had maybe been able to hold out a bit longer then Aak would go back to staring up at whatever dirty movie was on screen and maybe commenting on the actors.]
[or maybe it was inevitable because who could not react to a buzzing vibrator being dropped in their lap?]
Ha, [Aak laughs a bit as the stack of flyers gets shoved aside. Maybe he should try and see what he was drawi-]
Ah! [No, wait, he is under fucking attack.] Hey, hey, that's not how you use it!
[ Because that thing will be wielded like a weapon! No matter what it is, or the fact that it is vibrating away in his hand. Just for good measure, Till grabs Aak by his garments, ensuring the cat-creature won't be getting away from him and the much-deserved punishment (deserved? Maybe it's his own bias). If he took a moment to consider Aak's appearance, he may realize that he has heard of him before. Instead, he is going to whack the poor guy with a functioning vibrating. ]
I'm going to kill you with this thing!
[ This becomes a distraction for some of the audience and the paparazzi. The flash and click of cameras going off don't seem to distract Till. He is going to keep hitting poor Aak. Fortunately, or unfortunately, someone has tipped off security. Perhaps they will be Aak's savior! ]
[ Maomao isn't actually all that interested in the films being played in the theater, but it does get her away from everything else going on. ]
I'm not sure that's even possible. [ She mutters. Whether it's a response to Aak's question or to what's going on on screen is hard to say, especially when she doesn't bother to look at him.
So tossing a turned-on vibrator into her lap is a good way to get her attention. She jumps, feeling the sudden movement, letting out a small yip as she does. Once she realizes what it is, she grabs it and turns to Aak, waving it in his face. Though not without turning it off first, so it's still wiggling in her hand.
He's always trying to get a rise out of her, and he's succeeded. ]
[There were definitely some interesting uses of CGI in these films. Like, that Minotaur probably wasn't real. Probably. If he'd seen a Minotaur walking around the shops, he'd have noticed! But for all the creative freedom it affords directors it's all about new and exciting ways to fuck.]
[Anyways, neither lead is really his type in this one, so it's a great time to bother his seatmate. Aak snickers at Maomao's little jump, even if the dimness of the theater hides her exact expression. It's only when the lighting on screen changes that he can see the changes he's made on her usually-stoic face.]
Whaaat? [he answers, under his breath to not be heard by the people around them,]
We get a prize for usin' it! You're not gonna turn down something free, are ya?
[It's a more casual approach- if she'd seemed interested in the movie then his annoying her would be tinged with more clinginess. He knows right now, in a competition for her attention, he's better than the movie in front of them.]
[ While the CGI might not be perfect, for someone like Maomao who has never seen a Minotaur before (or seen CGI for that matter), she can be sure if it's real or not.
Maomao scowls at him before looking at the toy again. Maybe it's the champagne she's been drinking or something else (probably something else), but maybe using it isn't the worst idea. And as he put it, is she going to turn down something free? ]
So if you got this... [ Maomao trails off as she switches the toy off and grabs her bag to dig around in. After a moment, she comes out with... clamps? She squints at them in the dim theater lighting. ]
[ If it weren’t for the fact that his bank account is in danger by not participating, Genya would be far away from the indie film sets. But, he’s a sensitive romantic boy in the Golden Peacock—which means he’s perpetually broke. He can’t afford to dip into the red. Even so, he had been rigid and picky, with only this director surprisingly easygoing, looking so high that he probably didn’t even know what date and time it was. Weird, but a win for Genya, so he hadn’t questioned it.
So here he sits, arms and back printed with temporary tattoos, playing the part of a low-ranking Peacock gang member that’s betrayed the gang for the sake of his sick mother. What’s even more surprising, however, is the feline that comes strolling out as the shady back-alley doctor interested in a nice quid pro quo. Why… does this feel weirdly suitable for Aak…
But the camera is rolling and there’s no room to show his surprise. Genya swallows, going over the lines in his head… he gazes up at the “shady doctor” from beneath his eyelashes, trying to put on a blended air of both intimidating and pathetic. ]
I’ll do anything. I’ll kill whoever you want, steal whatever you need, even kidnap someone if that’s what it takes… I need that medicine, but this is all the money I got.
[ After which he pushes the “stolen money” from the Peacock gang into the counter between them. The bag isn’t light, but it’s also not enough for the tons and tons and tons of medicine his sick mother apparently needs. ]
[Sadly, Aak never had the security to make a deal like this back home. As much as it feels like his old turf it's also got a pleasant veneer over it for the viewing audience. In this fiction he's running out of an elaborate shop rather than the lowest-rent place he could find. The person in front of him isn't going to threaten him. And, in a stroke of fortune, he is interested in the person in front of him.]
[Sure, Genya had said he was willing to try some more out-there stuff, but now he gets the double-coercion of the fiction and the filming itself. It has him eager in a way that's wholly sincere.]
Kill someone, huh? [does he believe that? he is a bit curious, the extent to which Genya could play this role in a non-sexy situation,]
Is that all you're good for? Killing, stealing... really, what's your mama gonna think about her boy gone so far off the righteous path?
[He steps closer and nudges the bag of prop money onto his side of the room with his shoe. He makes a show of peering into it. His usual impish smile is tempered with a bit more dark professionalism. His eyes flick down to where Genya is seated- and the cameras do probably catch where his pupils dilate a bit and he needs to catch himself and dial it back. The back-alley rogue doctor doesn't just go pouncing on guys!!]
[ For a second there, he really thought Aak was going to pounce on him. Genya chides himself—stop that, he’s just a really good actor. Shockingly good! Though, admittedly, Genya neither had the money nor the privilege of ever seeing a play or production back home. His bank for comparison is woefully lacking.
Oh, right. He’s in the scene too. Genya swallows, trying to ignore the heat burning on his cheeks as he slides off the chair to kneel on the floor in front of Aak. The role calls for him to be pathetic and desperate, so he clutches the Feline’s pant leg, putting on a submissive air. ]
She don’t gotta know. As long as she gets well, I’ll do anything—I’m no liar. If you don’t want that then tell me what you want. [ he presses his other hand to Aak’s hip, brow furrowed and lips pursed as he begs, ] Please…
[ It’s embarrassing to do this, but easier since his partner is Aak—though, surely, he isn’t actually into someone being soggy and submissive like this, right…………? ]
Aak | Arknights | Current (3♠)
I. Actor Resume
Height: 161cm/5'3"
Weight: heftable
Age: 20
Eye color: Yellow
Hair color: Dark Brown
• Mad Scientist
• Sketchy Henchman
• Catboy Bottom to Pushy Women
• Corruption
• Toys
• Public/"Anytime, Anywhere"
• Rough Tongue
• Nimble Fingers
• Fluffy (Not a Skill)
II. Indie Films
a. A Hard-on Bargain (cw: coercion, drug use, played dub/noncon)
[Despite not really matching most director's ideas of an illicit back-alley doctor, Aak was able to win one over with experience. And maybe a spiked drink. It's strange to be back in the "role" he used to play in his real life. The atmosphere is nice, though, a real fancy back-alley shop set with all sorts of jars and pottery.]
So your mama's sick? Oh, boo hoo. [The line reads are easy enough, although Aak likes to improvise and add his own flair. The director either approves of them or is still working through that earlier dosage and has no idea where he is.]
Medicine is expensive, you know... and with you on the run from the Peacock Gang, helping you puts my humble business at risk.
[Aak leans forward onto the countertop of the set, perfectly able to pretend his costar is some poor, unfortunate soul he's got in his clutches.]
What's it worth to you, huh?
b. Femboy Hooters vs Gothgirl IHOP (cw: optional ageplay dynamic)
[There hadn't been too many applicants for this role, apparently. A bunch had gotten filtered out by the long diatribe written by the scriptwriter about what constitutes a femboy, how the femboy is truly more than just the combination of femme and boy, and does the femboy fit into our modern understanding of gender. The writers were extremely passionate about the subject.]
[This "movie," if it could be called that, has quite a few dirty scenes. There's the Femboy and the Client, the Femboy versus the Gothgirl, and the celebratory orgy at the end.]
[Aak is not the expert on if he qualifies as a femboy but he showed up and got the role. He's been given a branded tank and a pair of excessively short shorts. The costume department had to do a quick fix to make sure his tail fit.]
Heyyy, welcome! Beer? Wings? Or how about me?
c. Nyan Neko Sugar Girls (cw: furry, possible master/pet, possible mating kink)
I told you, I'm not doing this one!
[There is drama on the set. Most of the jobs were Aak's choice, a pointed move to get more money. This, however, was clear entrapment of a Feline actor! He thought he was showing up to an entirely different movie only to discover it was some Nyan Neko something and the premise was cuddly desperate cats who loved their Master and each other.]
What do you mean contract?! I didn't sign- [He Did.] That was when I thought it was a different movie!
[Playing up the Feline traits was fine when he chose to, or to fluster key people, but no way did he want this image of himself out for anyone to find.]
d. My Step-Brother is From Another World! (cw: step-incest, risk of discovery, possible played dubcon)
[Reading over the script for this one, Aak thought... man, this is a kinda overwrought premise, ain't it?]
[The normal, everyday world was merged with a fantasy world. The main character has a steamy encounter with a "beastman" then the very next week finds out their parents are getting married! Now they're going to share a house despite the fact the sexual tension between them is still insane! Can lust truly conquer all?!]
[Anyways, he mostly just has to try and "tempt" the sibling into continuing their relationship right under their parents' noses. The set is a living room, with the couch pointed right at the TV, the noise prepared to drown out any sounds they may get up to. There's a hired actor to play the mother in the background, going back and forth between tasks in the kitchen.]
[Aak slides his hand across the couch, reaching out for his play-sibling's leg. Even if it was an act, even if the scenario was kind of overwrought, it was a little exciting to pretend they were so close to being discovered. That they were doing something so taboo with so little protections one way or another.]
III. Premiere
a. Red Carpet
[Aak's worked hard for his paychecks! It's been a little stressful, sure. As much as he loves attention from other people, being so publicized has started to wear on him. This should be the last wave of press, the last opportunity for the cameras to hound him, then he could hole up in his room for a while.]
[Despite being a low rank, Aak has earned a fair amount of fans for his unique looks and playful personality. He's brushing elbows with people in the crowd, waving and posing for cameras, he's doing a great job of it.]
[People who know him, though, or people who know cats, might see the little signs of his fraying patience. His tail lashes more often. His ears flick in a particular way. There's a little twitch to his lips, where sometimes his smile doesn't meet his eyes, he's tired but he shields that from public view. He's overstimulated and not in a sexy way.]
b. In the Theater (cw: possible toys, possible semipublic)
[Inside the theater, Aak has started to calm down. He'll watch some of the films, sure, but if it's boring then he's going to get entertainment from his seatmate.]
What d'you think? Does this one get you going? [What's your kink, buddy, does this movie turn you on, are you thinkin' the sexy thoughts? Do you like things? How embarrassing if you like things?]
[Alternatively, he's just turning on the vibrator that was in his bag and popping it onto his partner's lap as it it were a toy snake to startle them.]
IIIa
It's with that thought that Aak catches his attention at first, but it's his animal-like reactions from his largely dude-shaped body that have Haru slinking over in his long, backless gown, slinging an arm over Aak's shoulder like they're best friends, flashing a hearty peace sign for the closest camera to capture their two-shot.
The press are far enough away from them that a conversation is impossible to hear, even though it's fully visible. ]
You're sooo hatin' this right now.
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[Despite his nerves, he does also instinctively put up a cutesy peace sign. He's a professional.]
Whaaat? [he draws out the word, not immediately admitting anything.]
Am I not allowed to be a little tired of cameras? I know I don't look it but I was a real private person before this place.
[It's a lie and the truth. The attention of individual people was fine. The world's attention was terrifying. All it took was for someone to know he was still alive, that his father had left an heir to be used, and his newly gained peace would shatter. The Triad wasn't here, he didn't have to fear his image getting out, but old habits die hard.]
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He does have to sit on the urge to pull one of Aak's ears though. Just to say he has. ]
I didn't say that. Nothin' makes you more famous than a tantrum on the red carpet, right?
[ Not that he gets it himself. He's always loved the spotlight. ]
You got into a weird career for a private person. I betcha all these people've seen your bare ass.
[ Bare-ish, anyway. ]
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Ehh, it's different, though. [a flick of thought across his features before putting on another big smile for the cameras]
These guys takin' pictures right now, [guys as a gender neutral- there were definitely also busty lady paparazzi and at least one amorphous blob holding a camera.] they're doing it for business. Once this trend passes by they won't think about my ass at all.
Now, [he pauses and leans up to whisper in Haru's ear,]
Someone jerkin' off to me in a video? I don't hate that, hehehe. [the laugh brushing against the cusp of the other's ear]
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so with the thiren hanging out behind the other assumed beast thiren, seth nods frantically. ]
Yeah! I thought it was a different movie too. There's no way that we both could've signed for the cat-based film. That's way too coincidental!
[ saying as he, the one with the big ass floofy tail and the tufted ears. ]
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[This was deception, this was unfair, he was here to stand up against cat microaggressions!]
["We'll give you the topping role," the director is clearly trying to curry favor with the more direct of the two cat negotiators. And it definitely starts to work. There's definitely a pause where Aak is considering if accepting the pretty kitty label is worth getting to be the top and going over and over again with a semi-willing victim.]
No, no, that's not the point! [Although the pause was long enough to make Seth sweat.]
["You," switching to trying to sweet-talk Seth, "You've got good muscles, what have you always wanted to do? We'll add it in. The scriptwriter is my good friend."]
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[ trying to find his words when his breath is caught in his throat at the mere mentioning that aak would be the one topping? hello?? all seth wanted was to just offer himself in a support role but not like THAT kind of support! and he still can't remember when he put pen to paper and put himself in this precarious position in the first place!
then his physique is mentioned and most of his concerns have been wiped away. ]
Oh. Um. Yeah, I've always wanted to like. You know, put bad guys behind bars and all. But can cute kitty cats go to jail?
[ maybe for being TOO cute? he eyes aak. he looks back at the director's grinning face. ]
And this guy seems kind of nice! You wouldn't want me to do that to him, would you? He couldn't be a criminal even if he tried!
[ says the very naive cat boy. ]
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's true, I didn't really try. [Aak says, off hand.]
[It seems the scriptwriter is willing to compromise much of the main "plot" so long as the story involves cutesy kitty boys. Any act was immediately more erotic when catboys did it so if a jail scene was necessary, then they'd do it.]
[So, in this case, the director points, Aak would be the rogue kitty who was trying to rally the catboys into chaos and revolution and Seth would be the hero trying to keep the peace and bring the other one to justice.]
I'm not gonna act like a cat. [Being a criminal? Fine. But "nya"ing against his will? His "nya"s were reserved for when it was really funny!]
as much as I like femboy hooters... give me II. d-step bro
Hey, [she hisses in a hushed voice] cut it out! She's right there.
[Oh, but did costuming pick an easy-access get up. Bra-less, crop-top camisole, a skirt and tights. Though yet to be revealed is that the tights have an open gusset. Usually meant for long-wear ease of not needing to remove your pantyhose when visiting the washroom, but its purpose here is much different: an easy opening begging to be stretched and ripped further.]
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Don't worry about it so much, [Aak draws out his words, leaning closer into Rin's space. For once Aak hasn't been shoved into a tank-top by costuming, this film is denied the catboy armpits. Instead, he's got a normal, nice-fitting t-shirt and cargo shorts where the pockets have been pre-packed with condoms, tiny lube bottles, anything he might need to retrieve quickly on the set.]
[he reaches over and turns the TV up a few more volume pips, not enough to actually make a difference with recording, but to fill the illusion of covering up their noise.]
You like it anyways, right? [reaching back and this time his hand is more adamant about sliding between her thighs]
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Hm... will you take responsibility if we're caught?
[Due to the nature of the scene it's unclear if the visible quiver that shows is real, or a part of her act. While she won't be opening her legs until Aak responds, Rin leans her upper half toward him. Both of them tucked together so close and conspiratorial. The special microphones easily catching the hushed whispers they share while "mother" loudly stakes ceramic plates behind them.]
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IIc
While Aak might be in the middle of the set kicking up a fuss, Broca is standing to the side with as menacing an aura as he can manage to have, and given his past career was as menacing mafioso muscle? It's a pretty damn menacing aura.
He'll let Aak carry on for awhile, before finally piping up himself. ]
Show us the contracts we signed.
[ His tone is calm, but there's an unmistakable edge to it that suggests or else. It definitely sends some of the filming crew nervously flitting about, though whether they're actually looking for their contracts, or just trying to avoid more of his ire by pretending to is hard to say right now. ]
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Ah-ah! [Aak fumbles the stuffed toy before turning and smushing it to Broca's chest. His problem now.]
I'm not an idiot, I can smell it, you put nip in that! [... you know, the one he just pushed against Broca's chest.]
[The contracts are brought up on digital screens in front of them and Aak starts scanning his eye across them. The director starts talking fast, explaining how they totally did agree to this, if you check the addendum paper you see the by "affair on a train" it meant like a sexual train, and that the person pursuing their "pet project" meant literal pets.]
You're so full of shit, dude!
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Tragic.
He does a good job looking menacing and ready to do that to one of the set members as he glares around at the cast, but he undercuts it a little as he leans down towards Aak, and asks a little too loudly to not be overheard-- ]
What does it actually say?
[ It's not like Broca cannot read. He's an excellent reader, but maybe less adept at multitasking. He is mean mugging right now in an attempt to make everyone on set as close to pissing their pants as possible, which means he cannot go over the fine details of the contract with Aak right now. ]
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iii.b.
He willfully disregards his seatmate and easily gets lost in his art. He would have kept himself busy. He could have continued to ignore them and ignore that they were... not human. That they were. What a cat thing? Gripping the pen tightly, he starts to scratch out his last drawing.
That's until something lands in his lap. Something moving. Shoving away his makeshift sketchpad and dropping the pen, he grabs the offending thing. Then, he turns toward Aak, and his intention should be clear. Imagine having someone try to beat you with a vibrator. At least, his attention has finally been captured. ]
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[or maybe it was inevitable because who could not react to a buzzing vibrator being dropped in their lap?]
Ha, [Aak laughs a bit as the stack of flyers gets shoved aside. Maybe he should try and see what he was drawi-]
Ah! [No, wait, he is under fucking attack.] Hey, hey, that's not how you use it!
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[ Because that thing will be wielded like a weapon! No matter what it is, or the fact that it is vibrating away in his hand. Just for good measure, Till grabs Aak by his garments, ensuring the cat-creature won't be getting away from him and the much-deserved punishment (deserved? Maybe it's his own bias). If he took a moment to consider Aak's appearance, he may realize that he has heard of him before. Instead, he is going to whack the poor guy with a functioning vibrating. ]
I'm going to kill you with this thing!
[ This becomes a distraction for some of the audience and the paparazzi. The flash and click of cameras going off don't seem to distract Till. He is going to keep hitting poor Aak. Fortunately, or unfortunately, someone has tipped off security. Perhaps they will be Aak's savior! ]
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III-b (will they finally do the thing?)
I'm not sure that's even possible. [ She mutters. Whether it's a response to Aak's question or to what's going on on screen is hard to say, especially when she doesn't bother to look at him.
So tossing a turned-on vibrator into her lap is a good way to get her attention. She jumps, feeling the sudden movement, letting out a small yip as she does. Once she realizes what it is, she grabs it and turns to Aak, waving it in his face. Though not without turning it off first, so it's still wiggling in her hand.
He's always trying to get a rise out of her, and he's succeeded. ]
What the hell?
it would have only taken them a year!
[Anyways, neither lead is really his type in this one, so it's a great time to bother his seatmate. Aak snickers at Maomao's little jump, even if the dimness of the theater hides her exact expression. It's only when the lighting on screen changes that he can see the changes he's made on her usually-stoic face.]
Whaaat? [he answers, under his breath to not be heard by the people around them,]
We get a prize for usin' it! You're not gonna turn down something free, are ya?
[It's a more casual approach- if she'd seemed interested in the movie then his annoying her would be tinged with more clinginess. He knows right now, in a competition for her attention, he's better than the movie in front of them.]
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Maomao scowls at him before looking at the toy again. Maybe it's the champagne she's been drinking or something else (probably something else), but maybe using it isn't the worst idea. And as he put it, is she going to turn down something free? ]
So if you got this... [ Maomao trails off as she switches the toy off and grabs her bag to dig around in. After a moment, she comes out with... clamps? She squints at them in the dim theater lighting. ]
What?
iia…
So here he sits, arms and back printed with temporary tattoos, playing the part of a low-ranking Peacock gang member that’s betrayed the gang for the sake of his sick mother. What’s even more surprising, however, is the feline that comes strolling out as the shady back-alley doctor interested in a nice quid pro quo. Why… does this feel weirdly suitable for Aak…
But the camera is rolling and there’s no room to show his surprise. Genya swallows, going over the lines in his head… he gazes up at the “shady doctor” from beneath his eyelashes, trying to put on a blended air of both intimidating and pathetic. ]
I’ll do anything. I’ll kill whoever you want, steal whatever you need, even kidnap someone if that’s what it takes… I need that medicine, but this is all the money I got.
[ After which he pushes the “stolen money” from the Peacock gang into the counter between them. The bag isn’t light, but it’s also not enough for the tons and tons and tons of medicine his sick mother apparently needs. ]
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[Sure, Genya had said he was willing to try some more out-there stuff, but now he gets the double-coercion of the fiction and the filming itself. It has him eager in a way that's wholly sincere.]
Kill someone, huh? [does he believe that? he is a bit curious, the extent to which Genya could play this role in a non-sexy situation,]
Is that all you're good for? Killing, stealing... really, what's your mama gonna think about her boy gone so far off the righteous path?
[He steps closer and nudges the bag of prop money onto his side of the room with his shoe. He makes a show of peering into it. His usual impish smile is tempered with a bit more dark professionalism. His eyes flick down to where Genya is seated- and the cameras do probably catch where his pupils dilate a bit and he needs to catch himself and dial it back. The back-alley rogue doctor doesn't just go pouncing on guys!!]
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Oh, right. He’s in the scene too. Genya swallows, trying to ignore the heat burning on his cheeks as he slides off the chair to kneel on the floor in front of Aak. The role calls for him to be pathetic and desperate, so he clutches the Feline’s pant leg, putting on a submissive air. ]
She don’t gotta know. As long as she gets well, I’ll do anything—I’m no liar. If you don’t want that then tell me what you want. [ he presses his other hand to Aak’s hip, brow furrowed and lips pursed as he begs, ] Please…
[ It’s embarrassing to do this, but easier since his partner is Aak—though, surely, he isn’t actually into someone being soggy and submissive like this, right…………? ]
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I. Actor Resume