#Fatin

[modcrnspirits]

open starters! secret party. muse: fatin mac cumhaill. plot: your muse has been brought to a secret party by their Special One (boyfriend/husband/t*boo) and your muse is wandering around when Fatin gets his eyes on him. as a sub, your muse is "bought" by other Masters, which Fatin just did. ps. i can gladly include other muses for a gangb*ng. possible k*nks: (these are examples, feel free to ignore or add other things) public s*x, master and sub, only consensual, group s*x, spanking, cum swapping, sloppy seconds, etc.

Fatin loved a secret society kind of thing. It could be the fact his life was based on secrets, with his family being what they were. But truly, the idea of participating into these sort os activities was entertaining, specially when the secret society in question involved s*x as the main attraction. That night's party was just outside the city, on a house so big it could be confused as a fancy country hotel. The illumination was top notch - shadows that played on the scenario with old curtains heavy to cover the indecency of the men in it. Some men wore fancy clothes, just like he did. Others were in all different stages of undressing. Their roles were marked by this choice of fashion. It is easy to know, in that way, who belonged and who was there as a submissive. Fatin stopped one of the undressed ones. His own cock stirring as he started a conversation.

"Is this your first time? I don't think I ever seen your face in these." Nor the body. Nor anything for that matter. "Here." From one of his pockets, Fatin took out a small golden coin. It had his name on it. Giving one of those to a sub meant Fatin wanted the boy and the Man to whom that sub belonged to would receive money for their services. "Now tell me, what a handsome guy like you wants for the night? How many cocks are you going to take?"

[solifeaulprime]

GUESS WHOSE BIRTHDAY IT IS! That's right! Another rendition of the lovely Fatin for @njamil21's day of celebration!

[corvophobia]

leatin piece for my good close friend erin @lucytara <3333 happy late birthday i love you!!!!

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 69. leah rilke and fatin jadmani - the wilds

[modcrnspirits]

Alfie grinned as young man as he spoke. Such a submissive attitude from an Alpha. He felt quite proud on how he had turned Scott into that slut he was now. It was a delight and an extreme turn on. Holding Scott's head by both sides, he started pumping his cock down that throat, watching as the cheeks turned red while the boy tried to take it all. He would have probably wasted his nut down that hole if it wasn't for the doorbell ringing upstairs. He stepped away almost unwillingly, but he knew who was waiting and what was about to go down there too. "Now you boys are going to play with each other's holes. Fingering each other while I go up and take your first client down. If you two work well, I will get you some treats for the night." He patted Scott's head and pulled his loose shorts back up, barely hiding his hard on as he walked the stairs of the basement to open the door for his son, Fatin. He took his time upstairs, talking about how the other's life was going before taking him down again, the two stepping into the basement to watch Alfie's new puppies playing. "Look what I brought home for you two. Come say hello to him" And patting Fatin's shoulder, he quickly added. "Show them your cock, son. Let them come."

Scott moaned as he heard his master's voice and nodded his head. "I do, mas-ter...." Scott moaned. "It feels so nice....I love how he's eating me out. Getting me more and more turned on." Scott said with a groan. Scott looked up at the other as he held his face before nodding his head, doing his best to relax his throat as much as he could. He groaned as the other began pushing the cock all the way inside of him. His throat opening up as his lips were forced to spread more and more on his master's cock. Scott whined as his eyes fluttered close, before hearing his master's wise voice. He remembered their 'lessons' and began breathing through his nose and pressing his ass back against Theo's face as much as he could, groaning as he began dripping through his cage while Theo showed just how skillful he was with his tongue on Scott's ass.

[deppytwistverse]

the 🐠 and 🐀 teatime

Minerva belongs to @revivemyreverie

[lesblizzard-ultradyke]

all about leatin ig. is the wilds fandom even alive or. I don't know the og meme but yk. it's someone from twitter. we all know them. kind of. well it's not my idea let's just say that.

ver 2 under the cut because I can ↓

[gertstarlight]

south asian sapphics in media <3

[aimeegbbs]

MULTIFANDOM MEME: 3/15 SHIPS ➤ LEAH & FATIN (THE WILDS)

[onlinegurusworld]

Colored version

[angelaslavendergirls]

Don’t ever bring leatin up in front of me. That’s like talking about my dead relative whom I haven’t finished mourning yet. The dead still roam I feel their warmth tingling on my arms when I stare at the sea

[modcrnspirits]

🔥 + money (Fatin)

headcanon 🔥 meme.

Fatin has never, ever needed to think about money. As a mac Cumhaill, money has always been something he had. As a lawyer even, he could do without the family money and it would still do to live the life he lives. It is not as if he lives like a billionaire though. If anyone in the family does, it is only his Grandpa Francis, and that's because of the gods themselves. For Fatin though? Money is a means to something.

And what does Fatin like the most? Sex. So, yes, he might shower a one-night-stand lover with gifts just to thank them for an orgasm. Or, he can buy something good just to make sure some pants are dropping. He rarely needs it though and he never shows it off. But he does like to make a man feel appreciated. Money doesn't turn him on, but using it to make his lovers happy? Fuck, that gives him a hard-on only a good mate can bring it down.

[solifeaulprime]

A fun lil Fatin for my friend @njamil21

[gay-art-vibes]

Just some gays floating in the sea after a faked plane crash.

[taiturner]

THE WILDS ◆ 1x05 "Day Seven"

[alpacaroni-and-cheese]

Leah, Fatin and Choice.

Not to wax lyrical about a TV show that was cancelled over two years ago, but The Wilds is pretty good, actually.

All 8 of the main characters (yes, eight, the boys don't count) are some of the most complex, layered and interesting characters I've ever seen. Each of them, on a surface level, seem to be one-dimensional.

Shelby, for example, is the goody-two shoes Christian flawless pageant queen. But she isn't, not really. She's a closeted, anxious mess, who is about one or two mental breakdowns away from shaving her head at any given time. She cares far too deeply, leaving her heart exposed and vulnerable.

Or take Rachel; on the outside, she's hard on everyone, angry and resentful, and bound for diving for America in the next Olympics. But in reality, she's burnt out. She might be hard on everyone around her, but she's hardest on herself. She suffers from bulimia, brought on by a few ill-advised words from her diving coach, and isn't even on the team anymore. She is angry, and she is resentful, but I think she has good reason to be. So when she does release that anger, it's an inspiration for us all.

You can do this kind of analysis with all of the characters, but the two I want to focus on in particular are Leah and Fatin.

Leah, the boring, ordinary, average girl from the Bay, who thinks too much and leaps before she looks.

That doesn't even scratch the surface of who Leah is.

She's whip-smart, and not in the "knows the first 20 digits of pi" Hollywood style of smart. She notices things and tucks them away in her brain until she has a moment to herself where she can ruminate, drawing connections where maybe there aren't any, and draw conclusions based partly on evidence and partly on a near-infallible trust for her gut.

She analyses. Not in the (BBC) Sherlock kind of way where she just magics up the answer out of thin air, but in her own way. She sees something is out of place, and digs around in the rocks and dirt, bloodying her fingers and knees until she can figure out what's wrong.

She gets taken advantage of by a man far older than her, and lies about her age so he'd sleep with her. She's hopelessly, helplessly tied to this pathetic man, every aspect of her life tethered to him. So when he finds out the truth and removes every part of her from his life, she is left drowning in his wake. She clings to the book he wrote and the sick annotations he left for her like it's a lifeline, when it's actually pulling her further beneath the waves.

Leah broods, she ruminates and she analyses, until something gives way.

She runs headlong into walls until either they break, or she does.

Next, let's talk about Fatin.

Promiscuous, princess-y Fatin, who's never done a day's hard work in her life.

In 1x05, Fatin runs away from the group. In 1x04, she was (metaphorically and a little bit physically, albeit accidentally) mauled by Leah. Her soft underbelly exposed and prodded. The others have all made judgements on her character, and in their eyes she has come up short. So, she chooses to remove herself from the equation, and runs away, like a thief in the night.

She finds a waterfall, practically saving all of them from dying slowly of thirst. And Leah, who pushed her, shoved her, rejected her last episode, spearheads the campaign to find her, after a little encouragement and wake-up call from Dot.

Fatin is not used to forgiveness. We see her mother let things go, but her mistakes are not forgiven, and most certainly not forgotten. Her hurt is minimised and dismissed by her mother, so she turns to her father for support. He is her best friend and confidant. He always has her side.

But then she discovers the photos. Her father has been cheating with lots of women over a long period of time. He has been lying to and betraying their family for years. She lashes out and chooses to send his nudes to everyone in his contact list, not thinking it through properly. When this is inevitably drawn back to her, her father turns on her, and her mother just sits and watches.

She isn't familiar with forgiveness, so when Leah offers it to her the first time she chooses to willingly accept it, offering it back in turn.

Leah makes the choice to burn Jeff's book, severing the tether holding her beneath the water. She's free, and can breathe.

Fatin becomes her confidant, listening to Leah's theories about the island and offering reasonable explanations for what's going on, and it works for a while.

But Leah becomes obsessed with the island. She's convinced something is wrong, and works herself to the bone to discover the truth, at the expense of her own safety and sanity.

Fatin reaches out to her, tries to wade through the darkness clouding Leah's thoughts and pull her back into the light.

But she fails.

When Leah runs into the ocean, desperate to find a way out, Fatin can do nothing but watch. Rachel overcomes her fear of the water and drags Leah back to the beach. Dot wants to sedate her, just to be safe, but Fatin refuses. Leah's had enough choices taken away from her, so she lets Leah choose.

Fatin, who knows how damaging it is to have your autonomy stolen, gives Leah this choice. Fatin, who knows Leah had many decisions made for her in the past, lets her decide for herself. She lets Leah make the choice to live.