#rcd hunt

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

Geometric!Hunt

This one has been a long time coming. I honestly can't believe I haven't made geometric art of him before now. But it was one of my goals for this year. I had hoped to gift it to myself for my birthday but birthday depression was doing its thing and I didn't get to it but it's here now. I'm really happy with how this one came out. <3

Shape Count: 224

Adding tags to the original post since with the new update you need to reblog the original to get the comments/threads:

Choices Perma: @lilyoffandoms ; @dutifullynuttywitch ; @aallotarenunelma ; @quixoticdreamer16 ; @twinkleallnight ; @princess-geek ;

Thomas Hunt: @trappedinfanfiction ;

@choicesficwriterscreations

[lovealexhunt]

April was a good month for writing! I didn't finish all the stories I wanted to tell but I got the Blades mini series done that leads into a story I've been trying to tell for a few years, plus I wrote a HWU/RCD AU that I am so proud of!

Blades of Light and Shadow: Mal x Daenarya

The Hidden Path (Series): A long-forgotten map. A hidden path. A journey that leads Mal and Daenarya to reflect on where they’ve been and points them where they were always meant to go.

You can read the synopsis of each chapter on the masterlist.

Part 1 - Our Next Adventure

Part 2 - Ready or Not

Part 3 - Worth Pausing For

Part 4 - Certain and Sure

Part 5 - My Kind of Trouble

Part 6 - Something Familiar

Part 7 - A Little Longer

Part 8 - One Step and Then the Next

Part 9 - It‘s All Connected

Part 10 - Our Greatest Adventure (+ art)

Blades of Light and Shadow: Nyx

My Guiding Light : a poem for LunaRose (for national unicorn day)

Hollywood U / Red Carpet Diaries: Thomas x Alex

Inevitable (fic + art): Hollywood newcomer Alexandra Spencer is working on her first picture at a major studio. Veteran Thomas Hunt is going through the motions. Despite being from different studios, their paths continue to cross. Is it coincidence or something more? A one-shot AU told through a series of vignettes.

In every life (art)

[moodyvalentinestories]

♡ A Birthday Surprise ♡

It has come to my attention that it’s @dadrianraines​‘ birthday today... and I couldn’t not do a little something for you. I know we don’t interact much but, like, you seem pretty cool and I love seeing you pop up in my notifs so...

Happy Birthday!

There’s a ~special~ surprise (or two) under the cut for you 😘 It’s not much but I hope you enjoy it anyway!

And, yes, it’s NSFW. So... uh... keep that in mind when clicking that read more button.

 Let’s ignore the fact that there’s absolutely no way she’s wearing any bra (let alone this one) under that dress. I couldn’t very well make her naked, could I now?

Birthday Surprise | Thomas Hunt x RCD MC

“Thomas,” you groan as he leads you away from the party, his hands covering your eyes. “Can you at least tell me where we’re going?”

He chuckles softly. “It wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I just told you, would it now?”

“But it’s my birthday!” you whine. “Why do you have to torture me so?”

Just then, he stops walking and steps closer, his chest pressing against your back as he whispers in your ear, “Always so impatient, my love. We’re here.”

“We are?” you nearly squeak. You expect him to remove his hands, but he doesn’t, and you grow more frustrated. “Do I get to see where here is?”

“That depends,” Thomas says and you feel him remove one hand from your face – though the other still keeps both eyes covered – as he reaches past you. It sounds like he’s opening a door, and it seems that assumption was right as he guides you forward a few more steps before leaning in again, the slight scratching of his beard against your neck sending shivers down your spine. “Are you ready for your special birthday surprise?”

One of his hand runs down your side, finding the high slit in your dress and moving underneath the fabric, gently stroking your thigh. You squirm under his touch. Breathlessly, you answer, “Yes.”

And with that, he pulls his hand away from your face, letting it slowly travel down your other side. You open your eyes, looking around to see that he’s brought you to a bedroom. Your breath catches and you feel him smile against your skin when he presses his gentle lips to your neck. “Thomas, are you—"

“I’ve made sure nobody will hear us,” he assures you, then begins to kiss a path down your neck over your shoulders and back. His hands are both under your dress now, caressing your thighs, always stopping just before the hem of your panties before moving down again. “Unless, of course, you’d rather go back to the party.”

Your heart is beating at a million miles an hour at this point, and you’re sure that if his hands were to touch your underwear, he would find it completely soaked. “Never,” you manage to get out through laboured breathing before quickly spinning around in his arms to face him.

You’ve clearly taken him by surprise, but he composes himself rather quickly, the corners of his mouth lifting to form an amused smile. “Eager, are we?”

“For you?” you say as you wrap your arms around your neck and pull him down until your lips are only a hair’s breadth apart. “Always.”

With that, you pull him into a fervent kiss, your lips moving against his hungrily, and as you let out a soft moan, he takes advantage of your parted lips, deepening the kiss. His arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you impossibly close against his body, and you can feel his arousal press against you. A small smile makes its way to your lips as you break the kiss, pulling back slightly to look at him.

“Bed?” he asks breathlessly. You simply nod, and he kisses you again as he guides you through the room until you feel the edge of the bed against the back of your legs, and you let yourself fall onto the soft mattress.

Thomas is on top of you in an instant, his fingers tugging at your dress and fumbling with the jewellery, failing to get you out of your clothes completely. He lets out a frustrated growl. “You’re never wearing this dress again.”

You chuckle softly, gently pushing him off you, and expertly relieve yourself of your clothes. “Here. Better?”

“Much,” he says, drinking you in. “You’re perfect.”

Feeling yourself blush, you reach up to get him out of his suit, but he grabs your wrists and shakes his head. “No. I want you to watch. It’s your birthday, after all.”

You do as he says, leaning back to watch him as he removes his clothing piece by piece, tantalisingly slowly, until he stands before you in nothing but his underwear, and you bite your lip. “I think you forgot something there.”

“Patience, my love,” he says as he climbs onto the bed again, leaning over you with a smirk. His lips come down on yours again as his hand falls to the curve of your hip, then moves further down to your thigh and then—

“Oh!” you exclaim when he finally, finally, touches you just where you want him to. His fingers rub teasing circles over your panties, making you squirm under him until you beg him to give you more, give you something.

He chuckles softly as he presses his fingers into the soaked fabric, eliciting a soft gasp from you. “Thomas, please.”

“Only because it’s your birthday,” he whispers against your lips as he pushes your panties to the side and slips a long finger inside you. He muffles your low moan with a kiss, smiling against your mouth as he does. “God, you really are so wet,” he murmurs. “So eager.”

Unable to form a coherent sentence, you just nod because of course you are. How could you not be when he's so completely perfect in every way? Your hips shift to meet his hands and, encouraged by your reaction, he sinks another finger into you and you let out yet another moan. God, how is he so good at this?

His mouth moves from your own to your neck, sucking and nipping gently, as he plunges his fingers in and out of you, the heel of his hand applying gentle pressure to your clit as he does. You feel yourself draw closer, unable to control the jerking of your hips against him, and you just want him to push you over the edge, to give you the orgasm you so desperately crave, but just before you get there, he pulls his fingers from you. You let out a frustrated whimper at the loss of his touch, and he shakes his head slightly.

“Did I not tell you to be patient?” he coos and places another kiss on your lips before moving down your body until he reaches the hem of your panties. He pulls them down and throws them across the room in one swift motion, and you feel his hot breath on your centre. “I’ll make you come. I promise.”

And then you feel his tongue lap at you once, twice, before delving in. Your hips move to meet his mouth, and he grips them with his strong hands, holding you in place as he works his magic. You draw closer with every swirl and every flick of his tongue, the feeling of his fingers digging into your flesh only adding to the sensation, and you feel your muscles grow tense. “Don’t… stop…” you urge him breathlessly, and he doesn’t.

Your increasingly loud moans begin to fill the room, and you feel the knot in your abdomen tighten and tighten until you can’t take it anymore, and as he sucks your sensitive clit into his mouth, you come with a loud shout of his name. Your hands find his hair, tugging at it to keep him there as your thighs threaten to squeeze his head, but you don’t need to, as he eagerly laps up every last drop of you.

Eventually, he comes up from between your legs with a soft smile. “Was that satisfactory?”

“I think—” you say breathlessly, unable to finish your sentence on your first try. “I think I could do with a little more.”

His smile widens and he licks his lips. “Well, how could I deny such a request on your birthday?”

“You can’t,” you say as you pull him down to you again, excited for what’s yet to come.

And rightfully so, as you lose count of how many more orgasms he gives you that night. But one thing you know for sure – if this is how he treats you on your birthday, you can’t wait for your next one.

The End.

Oh, and, because I have a feeling you might ask for it, here’s your holy water. Freshly blessed and also ice-cold!

Again, I wish you a very happy birthday and I hope you enjoyed this little fic 😘🎉

[choices-dan]

I’ve had enough of the weird posts about Hunt being creepy towards MC

PB has made it very clear in the book. The MC encountered 2 types of directors - one who harassed her horrendously just because she didn’t give in to him and ruined her reputation falsely on tv as well as in front of the world; while the other made sure she regains her lost self confidence by pushing her to the limit and creating a masterpiece of a movie which was a hard slap to the man who wronged her.

The issue about Hunt being creepy is just not relevant at all. There are so many people who are willing to go to any extent to keep things secret from their competitors. Hunt meeting the MC at an underpass and getting her approval to do the movie secretly at her house, proves that he is extremely competitive and would do anything it took to keep the making of the movie under wraps. Being so competitive is very normal.

Secondly, even though he is clearly very attracted to her, he makes sure he doesn’t cross a line and keeps her away from him at all times until the end of the movie. Throughout the book, it was the MC making advances at him.. He was trying his best to keep her at bay and not lose control.

All these instances are very clearly seen in their interactions.

Hence to sum it up, Hunt is a respectable (unlike Montemarte), competitive individual who’s willing to push the MC to achieve her goal of success while getting back at the man who tried to pull her down.

So the issue about him being creepy and stalkerish just doesn’t exist at all. Period.

[itsmychoicebih]

Zaddy Hunt is here to save us!!!

[justanotherdumpingground]

Unpopular Opinion Alert

I don't want any of the original HWU characters to become love interests. Not Thomas Hunt. Not Addison Sinclar. Not a single one of them. As someone who has never played HWU before, I feel alienated by the massive amount of fan demand that the become love interests while I was like "I'm supposed to know who these people are from the start to the point of falling in love with them?" I know they're good people, but because they've already appeared in a previous game and paid their dues, they should've been supporting characters instead like the old guard of HSS. Any attempt to make them love interests will never work on me.

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

“I love you and that’s the beginning and end of everything.”

No matter how much time passes, how many stories I write, or how much art I commission… these two will always have my heart. <3

Art by the lovely @sazanes (a color version below the cut)

Pose reference: Hollywood publicity still of Clark Gable & Hedy Lamarr

Birthday Art #4 (since I missed yesterday 🙈). Happy almost birthday to me and Alex

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

Everything.

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex (F!MC) /Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: ~200 Synopsis: Alex reflects on the life she has

Art by the wonderful @vantaray

Her palm rested over his heart, feeling the slow, steady rhythm beneath her fingers. Her lips curled into a smile as she rested her head on his shoulder. A perfect fit. Things had changed so much, and yet—this... them... moments like this—that never changed. She nuzzled closer. Her fingers traced idle circles over the familiar rise and fall of his chest. Her mind was quiet. The world outside of them was distant and insignificant. This home. This life they built was all that mattered. 

When she chose this life, to live in the spotlight, to pursue acting, she knew what she was giving up. Privacy. The chance to live a quiet life. It wasn't an easy choice, but one she made. 

Her hand drifted down his chest, settling snugly on his side. She let out a quiet breath, letting his warmth anchor her there. Somehow, she ended up with everything she thought she wanted and more. His arms wrapped safely around her as he brushed a kiss to the top of her head. She didn't need to hear him say it; she knew he felt it, too. In an impossible world, they had found each other, and in that connection, they found everything.

A/N: Birthday Art #3 this is another old piece that I actually commissioned for my birthday a few years ago, but then the birthday depression hit so hard, that I didn't even have the energy to post it. So this year, I wanted to make sure it was one of the ones I shared. I've held on to it for long enough.

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer] [Red Carpet Diaries]