#( ft. casanova )

[acewitch-writes]

Canon Remus was not a hardened orphan living in a group home. He was a chronically ill child raised by loving parents that were willing to FIGHT DUMBLEDORE to protect him. (Literally, Lyall DILF Lupin thought he was coming to take Remus away when Dumbledore personally delivered Remus' Hogwarts Letter)

So no, Remus was not a smooth-talking 7-ft-tall Casanova badass sex God with rippling muscles. He had zero friends before attending Hogwarts due to the fact that his loving parents kept him isolated out of fear that their son's Lycanthropy would be discovered, which would have ruined his life.

Canon Remus was most likely a timid, awkward, sheltered kid that was afraid of his own shadow because Hogwarts would be such an overwhelming experience for a little boy that has never interacted with another child in his LIFE and probably never even left his own home before. I imagine that books were his only connection to the outside world, which is why I can't stand the HC that he is completely illiterate when he first arrives at Hogwarts

tldr, Remus Lupin is the love of my life and is one of the few Marauders era characters with an actual backstory and personality, but this fandom just refuses to move on from a singular fic that completely rewrote everything about him.

And I'm not even going to start on how the Alpha Male-ification of Remus has also resulted in the complete assassination of Sirius' character for the sake of internalized heteronormativity that runs rampant in this fandom.

[hvneymelons]

His eyes traveled down to the nuts in her hands then back to her, realization hitting him a moment too late that perhaps he could choke and die from those. While Elspeth had more than enough knowledge on the subject of death, Dante did not fancy himself being next on her table. The thought alone sent shivers down his spine. G-d forbid, he left his old man all alone so soon after his mawmaw’s demise. “Right.” he said, laughing lightly and giving her a nod - he’d understood perfectly where she was going. He reached for some more of the nuts, this time doing as he had been initially instructed and offered them to the creature before them. He didn’t care much for playing with rodents, but Elspeth seemed entertained so he gave it a try.  Dante turned to watch her, eyes warming at the reaction she got upon being called beautiful. The slight confusion in her own eyes as she looked back at him made him offer her a grin. Could never be too serious just in case it helped the situation. And she was quite beautiful, anyone could have seen that. “Yes, you are.” he said, raising a brow challenging her to rebuttal if she so dared. Dante rolled his eyes at her attempt and clicked his tongue. “I’d better keep my mouth shut, for the sake of our equally beautiful companionship. Friendship? Are we there yet, or do I have to wait for a couple more unexpected meetings in order to claim you?” he said teasingly, before pushing himself off the ground and offering a hand out to her. “Come. Let’s go find us some yummy yummy sandwiches. Oh! And maybe a coke. Do you like coke?”

elspeth’s head cocked, and she breathed a slight laugh at dante’s movement. it was hardly worth mentioning that the nuts weren’t meant for him, that they were treats for the fluffy little creatures taking up residency in the tree trunks. already, after two meetings, they were sure her and dante were destined to crash into each other’s lives in the strangest of ways—suspected sunstroke, over an affinity for peanuts. “you should really take off the shell,” they giggled, “i once had a patient who—” mid-sentence, they stopped. if dante thought the previous conversation was dark, talking about the tragic events of her workplace was a step too far. “nevermind. i’d just be careful.” they hesistated, looking back at dante open-mouthed and questioning. elspeth spent so long in the darkness that she wasn’t entirely sure how to react on the other side. “beautiful?” she repeated the word in a laugh, as if he had told a particularly funny joke, her head still tilted to one side. she had never considered herself to be beautiful. back home, it was the blonde, tall, lean buckle bunnies that got all the attention. “i don’t know about that. keeping the sun off the skin does well for it, maybe that’s what you’re seeing.” suddenly she was sheepish, looking down at the ground, picking at the shell of a fresh peanut. “i would really like some lunch.”

[moraxsthrone]

WHEN HE EATS YOU OUT FIRST THING IN THE MORNING...

ft. diluc, itto, kaeya, thoma, zhongli (x f!reader)

warnings: nsfw. mdni. somnophilia (itto, zhongli). mention: piss (thoma).

⋆｡°✩ DILUC —

rouses you with sweet, loving kisses on your shoulder. your eyes are still closed when a sleepy smile spreads across your face. you stretch, looping your arm around the back of diluc's neck, his soft, crimson hair tickling your sensitive skin. he traces his fingers down along the inside of your arm towards your chest, making you giggle with his titillating touch. you can hear his smirk when he hums next to your ear, his voice deep and heavy with the weight of sleep. "good morning, beautiful," he drawls. "mm~good morning, my love," you reply. his wandering hand reaches your breast, earning himself one of your sighs when your nipple is carded between his calloused fingers, gently squeezing your soft flesh. he moves to roll you onto your back as he lowers himself between your legs, taking your other nipple inside his scorching mouth before leaving a trail of kisses along your naked belly. you relax, your eyes sliding closed and your pretty fingers finding purchase in his messy hair as he blazes a path all the way down to your core. he kisses his way around your dewy lips before teasing your clit with kitten licks. your fingers curl in his wild mane when his dainty tongue strokes quicken, flicking with increasing fury as he begins to drag his leaking cock against the sheets beneath him, staining them with his precum.

⋆｡°✩ ITTO —

you awake to the unmistakable poke of your beloved oni's morning wood against your naked thigh. your head is on his barrel of a chest, your leg propped over his. he doesn't even know though bc he's still out cold. some of his cum is still leaking out of you from a few hours ago, but with the way he turns you out, you're ready for more. he's a hard sleeper though. you know the traditional methods of trying to wake someone up are not going to work with him, but you go through the motions anyway just so you can say you did. dragging your fingers up and down his huge arm, running your fingers through his thick, white hair, kissing his sexy neck, squeezing his horns, whispering sugary sweet and naughty things in his ear...nothing works. it's time to get creative. you know how much he loves it when you sit on his face so you get to your knees and position your thighs on either side of his head. you dip your finger inside your wet pussy and smear your slick on his lips. finally he grunts and you have to fight back the laughter when he starts sniffing the air. "itto?" he hums, but doesn't open his eyes. "itto, baby..." you coo, "i brought you breakfast in bed." after a dramatic yawn, he takes a deep breath through his nose again, smiles, and in his deep morning voice he says, "mmm...smells delicious, babe." he wraps his big hands around your thighs and pulls them further apart for him. "i'm fucking famished," he growls, latching onto your clit. soon his hands are cupping your ass cheeks, guiding you back and forth, making you ride his face, his tongue deep inside your cunt as his nose nudges your tight bundle of nerves, wearing you down like a feed bag. he's a sloppy eater but you're not complaining. the way he opens his mouth wide and sucks your whole pussy while dipping his tongue into your semen-flavored hole has your eyes crossing.

⋆｡°✩ KAEYA —

our cryo casanova is a goddamn superfreak. you're both still hazy with sleep when he gets on his knees behind you. he hooks his hands around your hips and pulls your ass up in the air until you're presenting for him. your arms are still hugging the pillow that your head rests on as he leans over your body, his arms caging you in from above when you feel his hard cock slap your clit a few times. "keep your ass in the air for me, lover." his sultry voice has an edge to it that you'll only hear right after he's risen, and it goes straight to your needy core. "i wanna taste you before i ruin you for the day." you shiver as his cool lips travel down your spine. he massages your soft ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading them, forcing them apart to expose your winking pussy. "kaeya...baby..." you're pushing your ass higher into the air, back arching, hips rocking, practically begging to feel his tongue, his lips, his anything. finally, you feel the tickle of his hair on your skin, then the merciful drag of his tongue over your dripping slit. you moan loudly into your pillow, gritting your teeth as kaeya flicks his silver tongue over your pink bud a few times before sucking it in hard, pulsing his tongue against it like he's trying to drink you down to the last drop. but he settles for just a taste before he's back on his knees, straddling the backs of your thighs to sink his purple, weeping tip inside you.

⋆｡°✩ THOMA —

THIS SWEET BOI IS A PLEASURE DOM FIGHT ME. you basically wake up making out with this boy. one of your hands is playing with his dark pink nipple while the other is wrapped around his pretty cock, stroking him slowly against your precum-coated thigh. he hasn't even taken his morning piss yet when you start to lower yourself to taste the sticky, salty essence of his cock. but this pyro-wielding waifu stops you, kisses you, his hand framing your ear before gently pushing you back down on the bed. "let me take care of you first, milady..." you're so weak for this precious pussy-pleasing boy you go along with every word he says. "your pussy always tastes so good in the morning..." the word pussy sounds naughtier when it rides on thoma's sweet, innocent morning voice. his fingers drag their way along the column of your neck, down between your cleavage, all the way to your pretty kitty where he spreads your pink petals apart. his soft lips ghost over your hard pearl, your back arching off the bed when you grab a fistful of his blond hair, feeling his hot breath when he whimpers quietly against your clit.

⋆｡°✩ ZHONGLI —

almost always wakes before you. this morning is no exception. his erection is full, tenting his silk pajama pants as he pulls up behind you. he doesn't want to disturb your slumber; he knows how tired you've been lately what with planning the wedding and all. by the same token, however, he can smell your sex. you must be ovulating, he correctly deduces. your earthy scent is so full-bodied he can taste it on the back of his tongue and my me, he thinks, is it delectable. before he's even decided what to do, his hand moves on its own. he slips his golden hand beneath the thin waistband of your undergarments, dipping his graceful middle finger between your moist folds. you shift a little, but he removes his hand, bringing it to his mouth to taste you. he wraps his lips around his finger and sucks, tongue swirling around his digit to collect as much of your flavor as he can. warm precum leaks from his cock as he moans lowly around his own finger. it nearly drives him to madness and he can't help himself. well, he could, but he's willing to suffer the consequences in exchange for devouring the delicacy that's hiding between your legs. your eyes flutter open to find yourself on your back, your legs spread, zhongli's hair tickling your inner thighs and his long, radiant fingers curling inside you, glowing and fucking your gushy walls as amber eyes burn into yours through his long bangs. his flattened tongue drags over your swollen clit in quick pulses while he basks in your sobs of just how good he feels to you. "fuck, zhongli~~hmnn~~yeah, eat my pussy just like that..." girl, when the geo daddy moans with a mouthful of your pussy, the vibration of his deep voice on your clit hits the richter scale and you come crumbling into his hot mouth.

m.list

i hope you found this as "inspirational" to read as i did to write. i give kitheth to 18+ rebloggers and commenters and followers and likers and readers who otherwise enjoy my naughty musings. mwah!

[analbedo]

📔 that boy’s a liar ft asshole virgin killer jock bf childe

ngl im having Bad Childe Thoughts™️ sorry he’s such nonconner bait like skskfkkdks. also this was not supposed to be this long sadly i just got too silly wit it >_> also it’s been so long since i wrote i had to keep looking words up to make sure i used them right asksjdjsk i was staring at my phone for like 10 minutes bc there’s no way sinisterly is a word 🤨 anyway.

i could easily imagine him being, like, an asshole jock, probably plays some rich boy sport like lacrosse 😭 and every time the school year starts he’s always looking for another cute freshman to fuck. he had a thing for virgins, and no one was more virginal than a fresh out of high school girl, eager to find her first boyfriend, completely oblivious to the nature of men. (well, really, men like him.)

𐐪 warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.

🦢cw: virginity kink, dubcon/sexual coercion, noncon/rape (both implied and explicit, the word rape is also used), misogyny (i’m sorry women🥺), emotional manipulation, unhealthy relationships, unconsensual nude sharing, degradation, unconsensual creampie-ing (is there a better word for this?), hair pulling, mouth spitting, contraception mention⁉️

° 𐐪 ♡ 𐑂 nsfw below the cut! 𐐪 ♡ 𐑂 °

and that’s what led ajax to you, the bright eyed, overly naive barely legal cheerleader. most cheerleaders were too slutty for his tastes, but he could tell from the innocent way you swung your hips and nervousness around guys that you’d probably never had a boyfriend, let alone sex.

bagging you was too easy, he almost felt bad for you. he’d barely finished inviting you to one of his games when you’d excitedly accepted. afterward, him convincing you to go to a frat party later that night was child’s play (no pun intended). from there on, you were putty in his hands. ajax had no real intentions of dating you, you were a bit too innocent for his tastes. but, when you offhandedly mentioned you were saving yourself for “the one” (seriously?), he realized he had no other choice.

nothing really changed after you made it official, you still went to his games and parties with him, and sent him nudes that he was definitely sending to his friends’ groupchat. ajax, the notorious virgin killer, and his new victim. the general consensus was that you were the hottest one he found, which was an accomplishment, but his friends teased him for how long it was taking for him to smash— “you’re losing your touch there, casanova” kaeya texted him after he updated the chat on his latest date with you.

ajax rolled his eyes, but it was true. you were really not trying to give it up, even if you were blackout drunk, slurring your words at parties, even when he lit candles and set out rose petals for your one month anniversary, even when he said he’d never tell anyone. nothing was working, and he was starting to get annoyed. nutting on you face, tits, and ass wasn’t cutting it; if anything he was starting to get more and more sexually frustrated. he wouldn’t force you, he wasn’t that type of guy, but damn it if he wasn’t running out of ways to try to convince you to let him actually put his dick inside you; he’d even settle for just head at this point.

ajax reached his breaking point one night after a game. his team won the championship finals for their division, or something, which meant they had a solid chance at playing to win the state title. surely, he deserved something for that. so, when you invited him over to celebrate after, he was expecting more than you just surprising him with a homemade dinner after his shower.

“that’s it?” ajax asked, looking in disbelief at the table, his voice gradually growing louder and meaner as he spoke. “you fucking cook for me all the time, why the fuck would you think this is a surprise?”

you felt your heart sink a little bit; you’d put way more effort into it than your usual dishes, and you thought he’d might like a nice, fulfilling dinner after working so hard. ajax had little outbursts like this all the time, but he assured you that’s just how relationships are, and who would give up a tall, handsome, perfectly sculpted redhead athlete just because he’s a little temperamental.

you remained quiet; usually, this is where he’d apologize and say he had a bad day, or was tired. but, his tirade kept going.

“we’ve been together three fucking months and you’re still acting like the same boring virgin bitch as when we started dating. i thought for once you’d stop fucking neglecting me and finally fucking put out.” ajax reached up to run a hand through his damp auburn hair, his towel slipping down ever so slightly as he did so. you felt your face grow warm in embarrassment and desire. you wanted to wait, but him borderline flashing you sent butterflies down your stomach to between your legs.

“i’m sorry,” you said meekly, genuinely meaning it. you tried explaining how scared you were to do it for the first time; stds, pregnancy, or having your cherry popped, which you imagined would be more painful than it sounds. ajax always gave you the same responses, that he was clean, he’d pull out, he’d be gentle. you had no reason to deny him, really, you saw a future with him; and, if he’d dated you this long without having sex, you imagined he’d want to be with you forever once you said yes.

but still, something in your body was telling you to stop, leave, run. as many butterflies as he gave you, there were still cold claws of dread and fear dragging in your chest at the thought of sleeping with him. “i’m just not ready yet, baby. i’m sorry.” you replied, unable to meet his eye.

that was probably a good thing, because the look of disgust he casted would’ve been enough to make you break down in tears. “not… ready?” ajax asked in an angry low timbre. “you’re a fucking adult, for christ’s sake, what the fuck do you mean you’re not ready? it’s fucking sex, not a marriage proposal.” he huffed incredulously, running both hands through his hair now while throwing his head back. he turned away from you, finally allowing you to lift your gaze from the floor. staring at his back, you realized just how muscular your boyfriend was— and tall too.

if he really wanted it, he could easily take it. you wouldn’t stand a chance.

the thought alone made your throat swell and eyes prick. you never thought he could be that kind of guy; and if he is, wouldn’t it be better to just let him do what he wants? maybe he’d go easy on you if you said yes now.

“everyone else on the team is probably getting ass at that after party, and i’m fucking stuck here playing house with a childish ass bitch,” ajax groaned. his words felt like punches straight to the gut; you instinctively held your abdomen in response. he turned around to you, his face now free of anger, but full of… something. you didn’t know what, but it was sending shivers down your spine. “you know, this is the longest i’ve ever gone without having sex,” he said in a neutral tone, slowly walking around the table to approach you. you winced as he lifted your chin up, bringing his face uncomfortably close to yours.

“look at me,” ajax said softly, but sinisterly. you forced your tear filled eyes to meet his, but not without trembling in fear. “you’re neglecting me, you know. isn’t it a little unfair to deprive me of intimacy, when i’ve been doing everything i can to make you comfortable? why are you so scared of me, hm? why don’t you trust me?” you merely blinked in response; if you talked you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back sobbing. “i don’t neglect you, do i? is there anything you want that i don’t for do?” you pondered the question; though he was rarely ever nice or this soft spoken, he had a point— physically, he’d given you all the cuddles and forehead kisses you could want.

still, that wasn’t the same thing as having sex? or, was it? who’s to say he finds cuddling as intimate as lovemaking? maybe sex was to him what cuddling was to you— maybe you were neglecting him. you shook your head softly in reply.

“good girl, you’re right. i’ve done everything i can to prove you can trust me, does that not matter to you? will i never be good enough for you?” ajax’s voice sounded sincere, but the cold, perverse look in his eyes still made you doubt. “i’ve been so patient, baby. i could’ve taken it any time i wanted, but i waited for you. you gonna keep me waiting forever?”

something about his logic wasn’t quite adding up to you— but, it didn’t matter. your brain was too clogged with fear to compute anything. plus, he confirmed what you tried so hard to not acknowledge all along: if he wanted you, he could have you, whether you wanted it or not. your heart thudded in your chest.

you felt guilty for depriving your boyfriend for so long, but that was overshadowed by your fear of what he’d do to you if you kept kept saying no. “ok,” you whispered meekly, so soft you were surprised he even heard it.

or, maybe he didn’t. it probably wouldn’t have made much of a difference.

ajax smiled, though this time his grin of approval filled you with cold terror instead of giddy excitement. “i knew you’d do the right thing.”

***

“shouldn’t we use condoms?” you asked. you were sitting on your bed, wrapping your naked body with your fuzzy pink blanket. maybe you were as childish as he said. the more you thought about it, the less you wanted to do it, but, it was too late mow.

“they’re too small for me, but, don’t worry, i’m clean. can’t let an std fuck up my lacrosse career, you know?” ajax said casually, walking towards the bed.

“no, not for that. i meant for- i mean, like, i’m not on, like, birth control or anything—” you stammered.

“oh that’s fine, i was gonna pull out anyway. can’t let a baby fuck up my career, either,” he replied, chuckling at his own joke before giving you a light peck. “plus, you’re too hot to knock up right now, it’d ruin your body. i’d save that for after you’ve already hit the wall. anyway,” he said sliding back on the bed and leaning against the wall. “come here princess, i’ll show you what to do.”

you turned around and crawled toward him, sitting back on your heels. his comment about your body momentarily snapped you out of your fearful haze; were you really about to give it up to such an asshole?

ajax twirled his finger, motioning you. “face that way, towards the door. and get on your hands and knees”

“like this?”

“perfect. now—” instead of giving instructions, ajax put his hand between your shoulder blades and pushed you down roughly. “you’re gonna stay like that.”

it was kind of humiliating being in such a lewd pose; you’d always imagined your first time would be passionate missionary sex, not getting your back blown out. ajax shuffled behind you on the bed; he was taking his boxers off.

“okay, you ready? i’m gonna be honest, it’s pretty big, and it’s gonna hurt a lot before it starts to feel good, alright?” ajax said as he positioned himself behind you, his hands on your hips as he slowly dragged the tip of his dick against your vulva. “just keep taking it, though,” he said, lowering his voice for the rest of his sentence: “i didn’t wait all this time just to get blue balled.”

ajax lined himself up with your hole, and you sucked in a breath as you felt the slight pressure of his tip on the outer rim. you winced, scrunching your face as you prepared for him to actually go in.

sadly, nothing could’ve prepared you for that type of pain.

“fuck— ajax stop, no, it hurts— it hurts too much—” you cried out, practically screaming.

“tch. stop being so dramatic, i’m not even halfway in,” ajax paused his speech as he pushed into you further, eliciting a yelp. the searing pain was almost enough to render you unconscious, and, god, how you wish it actually did. “it’ll hurt less once you’re used to it. relax, for fucks sake. the more you panic the more it hurts.”

you wished you could heed his advice— but, then again, what does he know? he’d only ever inflicted the pain, never received it. there’s no way he could comprehend how horrific it felt being split open, your body resisting every inch but still being made to take it. the pain came from between your legs and in your head, too, the few fleeting thoughts you had besides how much it hurt questioning how he could put you through this, if he really loved you, he knew you weren’t ready.

you abandoned speech altogether, merely sobbing as ajax continued to push his thick cock inside you.

ajax paused again. “crying’s only hot if i can see it. shut the fuck up, you’re killing the mood.” when you didn’t stop sobbing, he grabbed you by the ponytail, jerking your towards him so he could mutter in your ear; the shock was enough to shut you up, at least momentarily. “i swear i get soft ‘cause you keep whining like a bitch, you’re gonna suck it til it’s hard again, and i’ll make sure it hurts a whole lot fucking worse.” he let go of your hair, your body flopping limply back onto your bed.

you took a deep breath, biting down on your arm to silence yourself, and prepared for the worst.

ajax was angry now, and, being the cause of his agitation, he happily took it out you. you bit down so hard you could’ve sworn you drew blood as he continued to shove his cock inside you; his thrusts were rough, it felt as he was tearing you open. just as your brain grew delirious with pain, you felt one final shove before the warmth of his body was against your ass.

“there, that wasn’t so bad, was it, baby? i don’t even think you’re bleeding,” ajax cooed. you were so beat down you couldn’t even speak, but he didn’t really need a reply; he didn’t care how bad it was for you, because it was perfect for him. “but i know you’re still a virgin, or, were a virgin, ‘cause you’re so fucking tight.” he moaned as he held your hips and pushed into further, somehow managing to get even deeper. this caused a new type of discomfort; less of the searing torture of him going in, but a nonetheless dull, aching pain in your lower abdomen.

“fuck, you feel so good, pussy’s gripping me so tight like it’s made for me. think i just hit your cervix, too.” ajax’s hands traveled from your hips to your ass, massaging the soft flesh on either side. “you’re so fucking hot, i could probably cum just from this.”

panic became the new sensation that took you over. “but you said you’d pull out,” you cried, trying a last ditch attempt to crawl away from him.

ajax easily held you against him again, and sighed in annoyance. “i said i could, not that i would, stupid slut. you’re the last girl alive i’d knock up; who’d wanna spend 18 years with your annoying ass?”

tears returned to your eyes; is this really how he viewed you? was this entire relationship just a ruse to get in your pants?

well, it didn’t matter, at this point. he was already there, and wasn’t leaving until he finished. you had no choice but to take it.

ajax clicked his tongue before gently sliding out of you, barely an inch. he showed no mercy thrusting back into you, though, making that dull ache resonate again. he slowly pulled out again, leaving only the tip inside.

“damn, you’re pretty wet for a bitch that says she doesn’t want it,” he sneered. ajax slammed his dick back inside you; strangely, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as the first time, minus him hitting your cervix. “but virgins are all the same,”ajax continued, picking up the pace at which he rutted into you. “you pretend you don’t want it to ‘cause of your purity bullshit, but the second i’ve got you bent over you start creamin’ on me like a porn star, can’t help yourself.”

the pain of him sliding into you was gone at this point; you could only feel the drag of his cock against your walls, rubbing against a spot that made ecstasy shoot through you. even the ache from him going too deep started to feel pleasurable. you couldn’t help but moan as waves of euphoria washed over you.

“yeah, you like that, baby?” ajax purred, before sending a sharp smack to your ass. he chuckled hearing you moan at that, too. “damn, you’re a masochist, too? didn’t think a pure little princess would be such a whore in bed.” he slapped your ass again, before reaching around to grab your neck and pull you towards him and titling your head back so he could look into your face. “bet you’re sorry for making me wait, huh? fucking tease,” he snapped, before spitting into your mouth. “swallow it.”

you did as you were told, disgusted by the feeling of the warm, foamy liquid landing in your mouth and sliding down your esophagus. he let you go, and you fell again back onto the bed. ajax placed a large hand on your back, pushing you down into the right position.

“keep your back fucking arched,” ajax scolded. with one hand pressing you into the sheets, and one firmly grasping the softness of your hip, he rutted into you, harder, and faster, each thrust sending shots of pleasure and pain throughout your whole body.

“ah- ajax- slow- fuck- slow down, ‘ts too much- too fast-i can’t—” you moaned, drooling onto the sheets. it felt so wrong, letting him do this to you, with all the awful things he’s said and done— but, you couldn’t help how good it felt taking his dick, every movement adding to the euphoric build up that made your body limo and head dizzy.

the intensity of pain and pleasure increased as he leaned over to hiss in your ear: “you’re gonna take what i fucking give you., slut.” ajax pried open your jaw, and shoved two long fingers into your mouth. “i’m tired of listening to you moaning, i wanna hear you gag for me, princess.” you choked around him, his digits pressing the back of your throat. “yeah, just like that, baby.”

the feeling of his fingers being pushed down your throat as he panted in your ear, while still not letting up on his rapid thrusts was all too stimulating; you felt your body tremble as you came, tranquillizing euphoria spreading your body like electricity. you could vaguely feel your pussy flutter around ajax’s dick, involuntarily clenching around him.

“fuck, you just got so much tighter— ah, wetter, too,” ajax moaned in your ear, burying his head in the crook of your neck and shoulder. “fuck, baby, i’m so close, feels so fucking good—” he cut himself off with his own panting, desperately chasing his own release.

it took you a moment to register his words in your post orgasm haze, but you quickly snapped to attention once you did. you jerked your head to the side so his fingers were no longer massaging the back of your tongue.

“wait- ajax, you said you’d pull out—”

“god, i know, i will, now shut the fuck up before you ruin it,” he groaned. his hands moved to yours, pinning your wrists down while as rhythm grew sloppy.

“ajax, please- you said you wouldn’t, cum inside me— please— please don’t don’t—“ you plead desperately.

“shut up, bitch,” ajax spat. “i know what im fucking doing,”. “i’m not gonna nut inside you— fuck— just need a little more—ah”

“please don’t,” you whispered softly; you were almost certain ajax wouldn’t risk cumming inside you— his reasoning was sound, but there again was that feeling of chilling dread as he kept messily rutting into you.

“fuck, ‘ts so good, so fucking wet— ah” ajax panted, indifferent to your reminders. his speed slowed, now more pronounced pounding. “fuck, fuck, i’m sorry baby, it just feels too fucking good, i can’t— ahh”

you screamed for him to stop, but it was too late; you could feel after his final thrust a warmth inside you, spreading deeper into your core as he wrapped his arms around you. “ajax, stop it— get off— let me go!” you screeched, desperately trying to break free from his grasp.

“sorry, princess, ‘ts too late now. shit, there’s so fucking much, too,” ajax sighed, pushing into you even harder. “fuck.”

nothing could describe the disgust you felt, trapped under your boyfriend’s sweaty, toned body as he forced you to take every last drop of his cum, shamelessly draining his balls inside your limp body. you knew you had to worry about pregnancy or an sti, but those were far from your mind.

the only thing you could think about is how bad you wanted to die.

ajax finally released you, getting off the bed and searching for his clothes. once free, you immediately crawled into a fetal position, tears pooling from your eyes as his cum drooled down your thighs.

epilogue

“sorry about that, by the way,” ajax said nonchalantly, as if he didn’t basically ruin your life. “it’s been so long since i last had sex, i guess i forgot how to pull out in time, so it’s kind of on you for making me wait.”

you said nothing; as humiliated as you were, you couldn’t risk more embarrassment by actually responding to him.

“hey, so, there’s still an after party going on, so i think i’m gonna check that out. you don’t have to worry about coming though— shit, sorry— attending, i know you probably have some shit you wanna work through right now. soooo,” you heard his footsteps head toward your bedroom door. he paused, as if he was waiting for a response, but eventually you heard him leave your room, head out the front door, and drive off. you laid on your bed, curled up in shame, for what felt like an eternity, until the loud text alert from your phone jolted you out of your catatonic state. it was a text— from ajax, surprisingly.

hey. left you a apology gift on your table. hope it helps.

you threw on a bathrobe and shuffled miserably back to your dining room. the elaborate feast you made was embarrassing to look at; all that effort just to get borderline raped by your boyfriend for his special night. you saw the gift he must have been referring to: a wad of bills, that, when you counted them it amounted to $65. you read the messy scrawl on the accompanying note:

enough for a plan b ♡

[rafesgoldrings]

Drew Starkey characters

Rafe Cameron

* indicates smut 18+ ONLY

Imagines

One Hell of a Night* (ft Poly!Kook Topper and Kelce)

It’s strictly platonic between you and the three kook boys to anyone else, but when you’re alone it’s a totally different answer. A daunting game of cat and mouse lands you in an interesting position one Friday night.

Sex Tape* (Cam boy!Rafe AU)

Rafe agrees to let you be in one of his shows on the agreement he gets to make a sex tape with it…turns out you like being the slutty star of the show

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy* (Cowboy!Rafe AU)

When you see that Rafe Cameron is looking for new ranch hands, you jump at the opportunity. You’ve heard the rumors about him being a cowboy casanova and plan on keeping it professional, but his blue eyes and thick southern drawl make it harder than you planned

Throat Training*

Rafe really likes training your throat hoping that one day he can use it to his full advantage

Let Me Help* (ft Topper and Kelce)

After hearing what JJ and Pope did to Topper, you decide to join in on the plan for revenge. Turns out you like seeing your boys get mean way more than you thought

Princess*

Rafe likes having your throat full. He also really likes making fun of you for it

Lines*

Rafe does lines off your tits

Blurbs

Rafe gets an idea when he sees your silk sleeping mask and it becomes a new thing for you two*

After care with Rafe

Rafe getting you all worked up and mocking your moans*

Car sex with Rafe*

Rafe gets a handjob after you get your nails done and loves how they look gripping his cock*

Rafe likes when you get off on his thigh*

Overstim! With Rafe*

Sub!Rafe*

Comfort!Rafe

“Shh shh baby, I know I know”*

Rafe makes sure you know how much he loves you

Angry Rafe using you to get his frustration out*

Rafe spanking you after you tease him all day*

Getting Rafe’s initials tattooed under your tits*

Mean sex with Rafe*

Rafe x Bimbo!Reader*

Rafe punishes you after you make a snotty comment about his…skills*

Giving Rafe road head*

Reassuring Rafe

JJ catching his kook gf giving Rafe road head*

Trophy wife!Reader

Original trophy wife request*

Rafe gets a blowjob while on the phone*

Rafe spoils you at the spa and finds himself roped into a couples massage*

Rafe fucks you on the new guys desk to show him who you belong since he doesn’t seem to understand*

Rafe buys you a diamond necklace with his name on it

Rafe takes care of the creepy guy that won’t leave you alone at work when things get physical*

Rafe finds your ‘toys’ and uses them against you…literally*

Showering with Rafe quickly turns sexual when he uses the showerhead to his advantage*

You’re jealous of Rafe’s newest business conquest*

The new guy at work treats you like shit not knowing who your husband is*

Rafe keeps his promise of making you beg after the events of the new guy disrespecting you*

Rafe with a breeding kink*

You get hurt at the office and Rafe panics (AKA hurt/comfort)

Teasing Rafe at a business dinner*

Rafe takes care of you while you’re on your period

Taking care of a coked out Rafe

Poly!Kook!Boys x Kook!Reader

How your relationship with the boys started

You tell Rafe he’s your favorite during sex, a little white lie doesn’t hurt anyone*

Growing tired of your bitching when they stop spoiling you for a few days, Rafe teaches you a lesson using his belt*

The boys find out you’ve been lying to them about who’s your favorite and plan their revenge*

The boys handle a pogue that made you uncomfortable. Nobody touches their girl and gets away with it

The boys have a game of who can make you come the most and the hardest, you find out and make your own game*

What the boys do when you take too much coke

The time Topper went too far against your boundaries and your other two boys took care of it (1/2)

The time Topper went too far with claiming you and Rafe got jealous* (2/2)

Pregnancy scare

The boys take care of you after you have a few too many drinks*

The boys doing lines off your body*

Cowboy!Rafe AU

Fluffy/flirty moments with Cowboy!Rafe

You pick flowers for Cowboy!Rafe after a long day at the ranch (blushy and shy Cowboy!Rafe)

[thatsveryood]

HAPPY (derogatory) NOV 5TH!

Happy 3 years of suffering together friends!! I've put together some of my fave post-finale(ish) fics in honor of the day, so we may all suffer some more together.

i want to do with you (what spring does with cherry trees) by @sobsicles 74.1k - grief/mourning, (temporary) character death a bit of retconning of the last few seasons of spn - what if dean realized sooner during the widower arc how he felt about cas? how would it all play out? sobsicles always throws me for a loop but this one in particular always gets me sobbing (heh)

All I Want for Christmas by Shadows_Keeper 12.6k - grief/mourning, (temporary) character death, paramedic!dean ft. dean getting to live his damn life after cas goes to the empty and sam/eileen have a family 🥺

now the weight of the world ain't so bad by the_oncoming_stormageddon 9.8k - fluff, getting together but dean is dumb about it in which cas and dean are together except dean doesn't realize it yet

Proverbs 13:12 by starlingcas (@angelcasendgame) 16.3k - literally stuck in a tree, s14 coda, (temporary) character death, they're best friends ur honor that's it, they're literally stuck in a tree and are huge adorably in-love dorks about it 🥺 takes place during s14 but then picks up after the finale which thank goodness

Kingdom Come by ahurston 17.3k - road trip reunion cas comes back 🥺 he and dean drive home and talk (and other things)

and you can use my skin by unicornpoe 5.3k - touch-starved dean, it's so unbearably soft i love it cas comes home and dean can't stop touching him (and i can't stop screaming/crying)

on the sixth day by fleeceframe 5.2k - grief/mourning, heavy drinking “You prayed my name to every angel in Heaven for six days straight.”

take the bones, begin anew by JustStandingHere (@sightofsea) 103k - idiots in love, building a home with your buddy~, stoner!cas in which dean is a huge dummy in love and is working through so so much repression, but he and cas build a home together 🥺

things happen (they do, they do, and they do) by @sobsicles 27.9k - repressed!dean, human!cas, cas stands for casanova another sobsicles bc i'm always wrecked! by! their! fics!!!!! cas comes back and dean is totally normal about it - because it's normal to mourn how straight you are so bc if only you weren't straight so you could make your best friend happy 🙃

ascend by quiettewandering (@wanderingcas) 53.3k - grief/mourning, angst with a happy ending, seriously be prepared for the angst chuck's story can't be changed - or can it? the fantastical ending to a beautiful love story that we deserved!! i cannot tell you enough how much i love this fic, so many chills throughout and that ending haunts me in a good way

hope you enjoy these fics (or enjoy re-reading them!). also if you want to get a destiel is canon pin to celebrate the day and take them off my hands, pls do

[jaylienpotter]

My current WIPs:

Prongsfoot mirror sex (oneshot for my prongsfoot bingo)

HP Sapphic Valentines (oneshot; can't disclose information)

Remus Lupin Fest (fic; can't disclose information)

Next chapter of Shedded Snake

Prongsfoot raising Harry (small fic for prongsfoot bingo)

Wolfstar NSFW safe word use aftercare (oneshot)

Muggle AU prongsfoot fic

Barty x trans Regulus smut oneshot

Regulus got into a fight and called James (jegulus small fic / oneshot with smut)

Bartylus angst oneshot (Barty got the dark mark)

Remus confronts James about Sirius (Wolfstar vs Prongsfoot oneshot)

Marlene's birthday party fic (ft Marauders, valkyries and slytherin skittles)

LONG canon compliant Sirius Black fic (Wolfstar with background Dorlene and Jily)

Long Remus Lupin Casanova fic (Wolfstar with background Jegulily)

Muggle AU Jegulus fic (author Regulus x single dad James ft sick Harry)

Give me strength...

[zukadiary]

Oshidori Utagassen / GRAND MIRAGE! ~ Flower 2023

Ft. one of my ticket cases :D

If seeing Tsukigumi was like stepping through a portal, seeing Hanagumi was like seeing Takarazuka for the first time. My last live Hanagumi was (checks notes) uhhh... Casanova. And with the exception of a Nice Work stream that I half paid attention to, Casanova is kinda also the last Hanagumi I saw, period. Oshidori had exactly one person in common with the visible cast of Casanova, and it was Rei. So here's my unbelievably fresh eyes take!

OSHIDORI SPOILERS:

No one is evil and no one dies!! 😭 This is a rakugo-inspired comedy based on an old movie that is readily available with English subs on YouTube, and I'd recommend watching it!

Oharu (Hoshikaze Madoka) is the daughter of Shimura Kyousai (Kazumi Shou), a rōnin turned umbrella maker. She is in love with another rōnin, Asai Reisaburou (Yuzuka Rei), who lives next door and teaches sword work to the local children, but he is being pursued by two of the town beauties, Otomi (Hoshizora Misaki) and Fujio (Mihane Ai). To make things even more difficult for Oharu, her father is obsessed with antiques, buying them even though he has little money and even when most of them eventually turn out to be fakes. A mistake puts him deeply in debt to the local lord, Minezawa Tanba-no-kami (Towaki Sea), and he is confronted with having to sell Oharu in order to pay it off. It turns out that Reisaburou, who prefers Oharu to the other two, is in possession of an extremely valuable antique; he was found with it in his basket when he was abandoned as an infant, and this means he's also the long lost oldest son of the Minezawa noble family. Everyone lives happily ever after!

Koyanagi-sensei is really the holy grail of Takarazuka in-house directors right now, in my humble opinion. This was such a good choice of adaptation, and her nihonmono comedy are always so fun and accessible. I was, frankly, jealous watching this; since I'm currently the least familiar with Hanagumi, I coveted it for my faves. But poor Rei has had quite a marred top star run (mostly due to COVID), and I'm glad she got a nearly complete run of such a fun show.

That said, Asai was unfortunately the least exciting character. This is definitely personal preference, but I don't really get fired up by the cool, quiet, aloof, handsome type in a lighthearted show, unless he's also the butt of jokes a la Daimon in Bakumatsu Taiyouden. I find Rei the most appealing in dynamic, dance-heavy performances, and Asai as a character was just too one-note for me.

OHARU, on the other hand...

Madoka will retire from Takarazuka, probably into a prolific stage career (if she wants it), and be remembered for/cast based on her high profile roles like Tess Ocean, Anastasia, and Elisabeth (shinko but still). If I were queen of the world I'd insist she be remembered for Oharu. Sometimes you watch so much Takarazuka you get the performance equivalent of nose blindness, and then out of nowhere, something like a Western guest director will jolt you awake and make you ask yourself, "What's different about this??" Madoka made an atypical acting choice! She did a weird voice! She was funny! She was adorable and charming! She stole the whole show, honestly.

Hitoko, my love. Last time I was in Japan, PRxPrince was in bow hall while On the 20th Century was in Shibuya, and I opted for OTTC, thus missing out on Hitoko entirely during that trip. That makes the last time I saw her live on stage friggin' Gaisenmon. That seems SO IMPROBABLE, but it's true. In that time, we went from MUCH too long-awaited first solo bow lead to ripe and ready for top stardom. Hitoko has a chameleon power that I think is pretty unique in Takarazuka; not only does she disappear into roles (positive), but also I truly think she could thrive in any troupe with little difficulty, and seem like she was there forever. As salty as I still am that she was stolen out from under me, she's the weft to Hanagumi's warp. Tanba-no-Kami was so fun and silly. I love finding out which new and different Hitoko I'm going to get each time, and I hope there are many many more variations to come (can't wait for Gekijou).

Other highlights:

VERY juicy (albeit old man) taidan role for Kazumi Shou. Dad is a big supporting character and she has a lot of stage time.

Shimon's presence is healing

Last time I saw Hanagumi, Mihane Ai was an unnamed ken-2 and Hoshizora Misaki was an unsorted rockette in Ocean's 11. It was funny to see the two apparent contenders for next top musumeyaku competing with the current top musumeyaku for the top star's heart. Since Hoshizora snagged the tour lead it sure seems like she's the front runner, but I have to say I personally preferred Mihane!

GRAND MIRAGE SPOILERS

The curtain went up on those pastel dresses and oversized bonnets and I just giggled to myself. It was Okada-sensei alright! Especially after the fresh delight that was Kaleidoscope, it was disappointing to go back to yet another pandemic-era revue that left me struggling to remember what any of the scenes were. It was classic, and if you're both into that style and a Hanagumi fan I'm sure there were memorable moments. To me it felt like Citrus Breeze if you sucked all the nostalgia out of it.

[dekaythepunk]

Ten songs, ten people

Tagged by @lornashores to put my tunes on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. Thanks!

Gums & Teeth by Weighbridge

155 by +44

In The End by Linkin Park

Bury My Flame by Glasslands

Fake Rich by Rivals

Heaven In Hiding by Imminence

SAVIOR by Vanish

Casanova (Live) by Thornhill

Misery Business by Paramore

King For A Day by Pierce The Veil ft. Kellin Quinn

I tag: @let-the-sun-rain-down-on-meee, @anordinaryextinction, @forestinfire, @anchorghost, @brandynisapunk, @maxgraydraws, @corali-studio, @lalalychee and anyone else who wants to do this.

[gellavonhamster]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

Hi! Here are some songs I've been listening to a lot lately:

Sarazino - Cochabamba (especially the 1999 version linked)

dArtagnan ft. Visions Of Atlantis - The Riddle

Normani - Candy Paint

Soolking ft. Lola Indigo & RVFV - Casanova

Megan Thee Stallion - Gift & A Curse 

[neptuniadoesstuff]

AHHHHHHHH NEW ASGD ANTAG ALERT!

Name: Alltaire Sonsa Casanova (Nicknamed "Queen Rosette")

Gender: Male, He/Him.

Age: 38.

Sexuality: Omni-sexual

Height: 6'5 ft

Occupation: Drag Queen/Dancer + Secret Gang Leader. (Is also a winner of Poker)

Species: Humonculus (Weird fusion of a human & plant person created by that evil space colony who also made Spickle)

Personality: A secretive & very calculating individual who aways seems to win at every game he is in. Seems to be very money hungry & will KILL just to get that money. Often is flirty with his soon to be victims (often men) before brutally myordering them using the weapons he has on him. Absolutely despises losing & will commit the most heinous crimes just so he can win once again but if that fails he will go into a full on fit. Only "good" thing about him is that he cares about his gang (which is mainly filled with wanted criminals) & often cheers them on in their jobs.

Other: Maybe might be a cannibal? Like often times after killing his victims he cooks them into a meal & eats the victim. (Also gives the flesh he can't eats to his gang members). Yes this man is very messed up but due to him being very secretive, he has not been cuaght in public but is currently wanted as a dangerous criminal by Stellowbark.

[xfmslshstck]

Kismessitude Playlist:🔞

Baseless / Riverby.

The Masochism Tango / Tom Lehrer

Blood / In This Moment

Don’t Have To Like You / The Pack AD

Only You / Ellie Goulding

Casanova / Allie X

Maneater / Daryl Hall & John Oates

Hot Mess / Chromeo ft. Elly Jackson

I Want To Fuck You To Death / Huntress

Karmageddon / Abbe May

Nicotine / Panic! At the Disco

Closer / Robyn Adele Anderson

Haven’t Had Enough / Marianas Trench

Words Fail / Mindforce

[mikeslawyer]

by the way here’s my ao3 profile y’all should give it a read !!!! mike wheeler is down bad ft soulmate au, will casanova of hawkins, unsent letters and flirty will with practice kissing !!!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/mikeslawyer/works

[blvckentropy]

01. Casanova ft. Satoru Gojo💙✨@mogsimmer Many Men Challenge

What's this? a reason to make/post my eye candies, sign me up!😈🥴 Starting off strong with Mr. Casanova himself imo. One of my favorite anime daddies 🤣

[dirtyvulture]

😎 I have been listening to a lot of songs ( Let me know if you want a full song analysis in regards to Wolvie R) and so many of them just screamed Wolverine R . They were “ Daylight” “ Dead Man” both by David Kushner and “DNA” by Lila Marie Johnson . Now the last song I haven’t listened to in full but there is a distinct part that just screams our dear Wolvie . It’s called “ Northern Attitude” by Noah Kahan Ft Hozier .

There is the long awaited reaction from the Hudson family members who found Esther’s secret box . Jane and Rose Hudson ( they could be sisters or cousins that is your choice but I think that they are close in terms of age and relationship) were probably up in the attic looking at and through all the old stuff and boxes until they both stumbled across one odd one that they had never seen before ( they are both in their early twenties but they grow up looking at all of the past Hudson clan things as Hudson children do. The box was of a decent size and was once a brilliant Red now dulled by age and collecting dust while gorgeous intricate detailing designs and on the lid was engraved with EVH ( Esther Victoria Hudson) . Now Jane and Rose are digging through everything and at one point Rose just shots “ I KNEW IT …. I FUCKING KNEW IT !!!!!! Great Grandma ( or adjusted accordingly to how many greats it is) Esther was FUCKING FRUITY and was in love with Wolvie !!!!!!! God damn …… wait a second . Hey Jeff around up all the cousins and siblings and fuck it around every body up the betting pool is FINALLY RESOLVED and Janey and I FUCKING WON !!!!!!!” Jane digs deeper and finds Esther’s ✨ fantasies ✨ and was blushing profusely ( this is why I had them be both in their twenties, didn’t want anyone under eighteen to see that) but then notice the evidence that this was Esther expressing emotions but not that They( Esther and R ) were in a relationship. It hits Jane Hudson that it was a one sided love affair and those writings , letters/ Notes were just fantasy ( well as far as Jane / the other Hudsons know) and then called after Rose Hudson “ Rosie they weren’t together!!!!! It was just Esther exploring and releasing her own romantic feelings but to Wolvie they were just best friends!!!!!!” Then Jane hears a chorus of Rose Hudson and all the other Hudsons that won the betting pool “ GODDAMN IT !!!!!!!” “ No !!!!!!” “ They would have been so cute together” “ Wolverine deserved her more than Great grandpa Will ( his name was William) !!!!!” And lastly 🎶“ History Hates Lovers” 🎶

I would imagine that some time later on that Esther’s writings / letters/ notes/ her ✨fantasies ✨ were made into a period piece novel or some other story that is super popular ( one that storm , Jean and all the other girls or students of the school just eat up and swoon for . With out knowing it is about Wolverine, but R feels a a strange sense of  déjà vu ( Esther had put in WORD FOR WORD CONVERSATIONS and other interactions that Esther and R had . She also had the Chirstmas Truce of 1914 written down where they danced , R sang her heart out and Esther being so drunk but R took care of her tucking her into bed and they cuddled to sleep that night) .

Ok so I maybe I conveyed or worded something wrong because I read your reply Vulture and you seem to be under the impression that I believed that R was just looking at Nat with lust or thought that she was an object. That is not the case at all and I would never besmirch R’s honorable name to suggest that and I love Natty too much to ever do that to her. R be a player or compulsively brings people into bed but R is NOT A ✨FUCK BOI✨, she is a gentleman Casanova who  respects the people she is with and just respects ( she has no respect for people who harm anything that is defenseless or people who views others as objects or tools rather than people) people in general. I agree that R did genuinely want to help Nat and all the other great points that you Vulture brought up. What I was trying to get at was when R realized that the warmth and feelings in her chest and body wasn’t just her usual protectiveness or sense of duty to help and it’s not the same feelings she gets from watching over and looking after children ( or the feelings she has for her own child Rogue) . The first thing she thought of was it was lust or physical attraction ( R wouldn’t have acted on it because she knows Nat is EXTREMELY VULNERABLE right now and she would never take advantage of that ) because I mean Nat is a very beautiful person but then R realizes that it goes deeper.

Now Listen to Daylight and that is R’s ( Young R when her mutation activated and she is in the church covered in dried blood praying and begging for mercy and forgiveness, when she was in the church after hearing the news of Esther’s death still covered in dried blood and everything in between) feelings of her self , her mutation , her supposed “ sins” but also her talking to Nat . I can do a whole ass analysis but I will stop right now because if I don’t this will run off on me .

Listen to Dead Man and that is R telling of how she has been here before ( “ dying” in battles and wars over and over again) and how there is beauty hidden in the gore ( life and love and good people amongst the horrors ,  atrocities , bloodshed of war) . She is also talking to the people behind her witch hunts and attempt executions  . At one particular moment of “ I screamed as your smile was growing wider” could be she was burning at the stake and she saw them smiling wider or because Vulture teased Sabertooth or a sabertooth counterpart ( will it be a male or female version) and we all know what Sabertooth did to Wolvie’s love ( or what Wolverine THOUGHT was done) . So what if Sabertooth had caused R’s old friend’s death ( they actually did it because A) I think our Wolvie would be smarter and figured out it was a ruse where her male counterpart didn’t and B) I don’t think Wolvie’s old friend would actually do her dirty like that and betray her .) and R screams as Sabertooth smiles wider from where ever they were at. Possibly both because I fully believe that R was burned at the stake in one of her witch hunts/ “ trails” . The line “ Do you remember September ?” Could have been Sabertooth taunting and asking because that is the month the old friend died / when they had killed the old friend or this could be R asking herself because that was the month that activated her mutation and all that went with it. The line of “ Wait on” and “ Give me back my old salvation” R is asking ….. begging for her angels back , her salvation in this purgatory of existence. Esther Hudson and Old Friend as well as all the people who R cared about.

DNA isn’t a exact match but this is R talking to / about, arguing and fighting with Thomas Logan or rather the memory of him . Making sure she isn’t like him and her being so afraid that she is going to turn into to him when she “ Erupts” just like he did and that people will look at her like she looked at him ( when he was being a violent drunk before and how she looked at him before the RAGE and Mutation took over THAT NIGHT…… in absolute horror and fear). You see while she mostly looked like her mother Elizabeth ( Elizabeth sure got lucky with her affair love child being a daughter that looked like her and that both John and Thomas had matching figures in the parts that R didn’t get from Elizabeth like the color of R’s eyes. That way Elizabeth had no explanations that needed to be made. ) but R had her father’s eyes and while she thought they were John’s she loved them but now she can’t even look at them. Because all she can see is that night and looking at Thomas after he had murdered John , “ Eyes like yours can’t look away” . That night was “ Dark as Midnight” and it was “ Past my Bedtime” , it was a pitch black night of the new moon and it was overcasted so the was no stars. So it was even darker but Because of R’s mutation and newly heightened senses she was able to get around. It was also very late and R was asleep when Thomas broke in, that and yell the yelling woke her up and as she was getting up that is when the gun shot rang out. R has constantly been shakily asking if the pieces of Thomas Logan are in the pieces of her but deep down she is afraid that she already knows that answer and that answer being yes there are. Thomas was a drunk and had violent temper and disposition he also smoked and he hurt people . R’s coping mechanism is drinking ( I don’t know if R is an alcoholic or could be addicted to substances because of her healing powers affect every part of her but addiction well not completely a hereditary condition it can be made so a person is genetically susceptible or have a genetic disposition to become a addict ) and She smokes and she also hurts people ( she hurts bad people who do bad things and also protects people but she isn’t seeing that). She has this constant RAGE inside of her and is always begging to be unleashed and she has done far …. far worse things than Thomas Logan has done and that fear that she has of being just like him when she erupts just like he did already happened and people already looked/ looks at her like she looked at him. It’s like Thomas is standing there hovering over her as it’s sinking in as she says while his  condescending voice echoes “ But you can’t stop DNA , no you can’t stop DNA” . After all R isn’t John Howlett’s angel , she is the groundskeeper’s bastard fallen .

The whole song is a huge internal struggle and fight for R .

Lastly the small bit of “ Northern Attitude” that just screams Wolverine R . “ If you too close and i am not how you hoped , oh forgive my Northern Attitude I was out in the cold . And if the Sun don’t shine till the summertime forgive my Northern Attitude I was rise on little light .” It’s obvious that R is Canadian so “ Northern Attitude” and “ Rise out in the cold and If the sun don’t shine until the summer time , being rise on little light” is very very obvious. Plus R is afraid but letting people too close and not being how they hoped, that if she wasn’t what they wanted they will leave. Like her mother forced R to go. But I think that it’s more to that , maybe the men in the First World War had made a comment about R and her “ Northern Attitudes and How the sun doesn’t shine till the summer time ” to describe she cold and distant attitudes to people and how she isn’t bright / bubbly enough and she only marginally gets warmer and happier is when she is tending to children or local communities .

So when Esther was trying to befriend R and R was trying to convince her that she is dangerous and unworthy of love like you said vulture( just lashing out like a wild animal really but with out actually hurting anyone or being problematic) R sarcastically said while rolling her eyes “ If you get to close and I am not how you hoped , OooHhh forgive my NORTHERN ATTITUDE , I was Rise OUT in the COLD. And if the SUN Don’t shine Till the SUMMER TIME , OooooHhhhh forgive my NORTHERN Attitude I was RISE On LITTLE LIGHT.” But then as time passes and Esther Hudson broke down R Mannnnny walls and was starting to be let in . On day R stood before her with shaking hands out stretch and reaching for Esther as she shakily saying with her voice breaking “ If you get to close …… and I am NOT how you HOPED , forgive my northern attitude I was rise out in the cold. And if the SUN DON’T Shine till the summer time oh forgive my northern attitude I was rise on little light.”

This time it means if R lets Esther in but she isn’t what Esther wanted or hoped R is essentially begging her not to abandon her and she was explaining why she is cold and not always able to do or say the right things and why she isn’t good with people. She was rise without people caring about and for her , that she rise herself. R is also explaining why she isn’t exactly a outwardly happy and bubbly person and shows a lot of a emotion and that is because she never had a safe place to feel ANY TYPE of emotions good or bad . Even Before R was finish saying “ If you get too close and I am not how you hoped” Esther had pulled her in a close and tight hug and R buried her face into Esther’s neck and shoulder.

In the beginning when Esther hug R she would roll her eyes and eventually tap Esther’s arm three times to be get go off but when Esther hugged and held R during this R tensed up but then relaxed and totally collapsed in Esther’s arms after speaking and was sobbing . That night Esther tucked her into bed and held her to sleep . After that R was more welcoming to her touches.

Well I had more thoughts but that is for next time and I hope I cleared up that misunderstanding Vulture. Also I know I was going to wait on you before doing a full song analysis but it turn to that anyways 😅😅😅 my bad sorry .

Ooo and now we get some song recs now 🥰 You really are going all out for me anon, and I am enjoying it

I wonder why no one had found the box in the attic before. I love how they just got the entire family around to read Esther's private thoughts about R lmao.

I bet Storm has tried getting R to read the books, and even though R doesn't really remember Esther as much because of the amnesia, she definitely has a weird feeling that the inspiration of the story hits too close to home.

I did not mean to offend you anon, I think I was just trying to make a general point but my apologies if I seemed I interpreted it a different way. And I know what you mean now! You'll get to see more of their relationship blooming in the next part(s), don't worry. :)

Honestly, I never even considered a gender swapped Sabertooth. 👀 If I ever decided to introduce the character, that might create an interesting dynamic with Wolvie!R, but we'll see. I always saw Sabertooth as just an extremely unhinged, wildly feral version of Wolvie (a.k.a. how Wolverine would have been had he not learned to live in a normal human society and gave in to his instincts), so that could open up a lot of opportunities for new plots.

I think R can be considered an alcoholic even though it takes an extreme amount for her to become intoxicated. But like you said, it's definitely a coping mechanism, along with the smoking, because along with the decades of mental trauma, she still feels physical pain like any normal human and even though she heals very fast, the phantom pain can still bother her for weeks or even months.

It's also probably good that R hardly remembers her childhood because man it is rough lol.

Thank you for all the thoughts and even including some songs with excellent analysis! You've really kept this blog alive while I try to finish the rest of the series, but I promise it will be worth the wait!

[wontonsoupho]

THEN GOD

MADE THEM BLUE

© Artist the Author 2022

SYNOPSIS

This series was inspired by GOD HIMSELF , my personal life , my own spiritual experience , and journey of self. The people , places , and events that occur are loosely based from things I have witnessed or partook in; or are inspired by the lives of those whom surround me in which I love dearly. I wrote this series to have conversations about those uncomfortable and controversial topics , in hopes of bringing darkness to the light so that people can heal their hidden traumas. I’d kindly advise you NOT to steal any of my work as it is protected legally binding underneath Copyright Law with THE ARTIVERSE PRODUCTIONS and Wattpad Corp. — Artist the Author

GENRE : URBAN DRAMA / FICTION

LEADS : DAVE EAST X SHANNON THORNTON

SETTING : MACABRE , GEORGIA (fictional city in the belly of ATL)

“YOU DROVE ME AWAY and then they TOOK ME , only GOD can save me now.”

THEN GOD

MADE THEM BLUE

Has anyone ever heard of the saying ,

‘FATE HAS A FUNNY WAY OF WORKING ITS SELF OUT?’

On the dreary morning of October 14th , 1999 , sixteen year old Prodigy of The Arts , Goapele Scott was officially declared missing fourty-eighty hours after she was nowhere to be found within her self acclaimed hometown of Macabre , Georgia. Sources say that she was last spotted in a heated disagreement with longtime family friend Georgia State University's Star Basketball Player seventeen year old Xodus Casanova.

The two not only knew each other very well , but also allegedly concocted a plan to run away together which led authorities to believe that the Elite Division I Power Forward had involvement in Goapele's disappearance-however , that could not be any further from the case. Twenty long years , never ending pain , severe strife , and many tears later she mysteriously returns opening Pandora's box.

Two worlds collide after demons from their pasts force them both into a whirlwind of mayhem. Goapele and Xodus were two traumatized souls , but by the power of truth , God made them BLUE.

The question is , WILL THEY SURVIVE LONG ENOUGH TO WATCH IT COME INTO FRUITION ?

STARRING | LEADS

SHANNON THORNTON (circa 2019-present) as GOAPELE SCOTT

THE ANGELOU FROM HEAVEN

“I bet you NEVER thought you’d SEE ME AGAIN huh?”

DATE OF BIRTH : SEPTEMBER 22ND , 1985

HOMETOWN : BROOKLYN , NEW YORK

PHYSIQUE : 5 FT. 3 IN. — 127 LBS

DAVE EAST (circa 2016-present) as XODUS CASANOVA

GOLIATH REINCARNATED

“Our lives are like the fucking LIVING TESTAMENT Xo , can’t be surprised that it’s so damn treacherous.”

DATE OF BIRTH : MAY 23RD , 1984

HOMETOWN : QUEENS , NEW YORK

PHYSIQUE : 6 FT. 7 IN. — 253 LBS

FEATURING | SIDES

lela rochon as MAYOR CASANOVA

missy elliot MAMA QASIM

sonía braga as MAMA SOSA

jazzy amra as KAGOME

ava mcclure as NANI

faith jaggernauth as CHITTY

amil whitehead as MOTHER MACABRE

bia as PRINCESS

lola brooke as FLOJO

demetrius flenory jr. as KASPER

skepta as MAC 3

bandhunta izzy as DRAEKO

sebastian mikael as CHÖSEN

VISUAL AESTHETICS & CLOSING REMARKS | CINEMATOGRAPHY & AUTHOR’S NOTE

Hello my favorite heauxs!—and to those of you who don’t already know me I hope you’re enjoying your experience in the Artiverse. I want to start off by saying that my name is Artist Oriental , and I’m just an anomalous child of The Most High here baring gifts and fruits to give to the collective. For the past decade and a half I have been perfecting the craft of storytelling , and I’m at a point in my practice where I’m focused on broadening my horizons and expanding the audience I’ve been blessed to entertain and edify. From filling up notebooks all day long in class to hundreds and thousands of reads on Wattpad , my love for the art of literacy has never faded. Throughout the years I’ve been a breathing witness to the evolution of Artist as a person , creator , and soul—and may I say she’s come a mighty long way. As I grow older and enter my quarter century milestone , I find more and more that my work is often a reflection of my peculiar perception with the perfect blend of my eccentric imagination. With that being said; GOD WILL BE PRESENT IN ALL OF ARTIST THE AUTHOR’S CONTENT. I will not denounce the reality that I know to be true , experience , and choose to express. If that is unsettling for you my world may not be tailored to your liking , therefore feel free to roam at YOUR OWN DISCRETION. You can expect that the majority of work coming from me is more than likely to have some sort of spiritual aspect in it. There will also be lots of poetic vibes and a great deal of strong adult themes that usually hold HEAVY CONTROVERSY. At times my writing can get crude and dark , I tend to hound in on the gruesome details because I want readers to feel every raw emotion , but don’t be alarmed you’ll always be forewarned. Within The World of Artist have the opportunity to find all types of experiences from different genres like Urban Fiction all the way to Sci-Fi , so it’ll be hard not to get immersed. I chose this series as my debut piece because of how much it means to me at a soul level , and it further exhibits the growth I’ve had since deciding to master the element of literature. It’s also in hindsight my first ever official screenwriting piece which makes me all the more excited as I am intimated. Please take your time trekking through the universe I’ve created , and know that when you’re here things normally are vague and obscure at a first glance; sometimes it may feel a bit riddling to latch onto—but I promise you all there is a method to my madman ways. I’m gonna finish off with saying a big thank you to GOD for invoking divine favor upon everything that I am , Nothing would exist to be if it weren’t for my Guide and I’m standing under that irrefutable truth. All praise goes to The Most High , forever and ever. Remember that everything you need or desire is already within you; Create the World that’s Yours. Until next time my little Jezebels , be the influence not the influenced. — Artist the Author

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