#Maybe it's my fertile period speaking

[omg-ottoke]

I have a genuine question. There are out there guys who actually act like the ones from those thirsty ass fic we read all around tumbler cuz damn… I want try that on real life.

[kooqitas]

... law class & sex ★ with: jjk!

#pairings: teacher!jjk X reader

#synopsis: you didn't think your teacher would notice how desperate you were for his cock

#tags: teacher!jk, pwp, cockslut, rough sex, spanking, semi public sex (?), creampie, vaginal sex, overstimulation, degradation, humiliation,

🌸 . . nsfw, +18 | 

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"you fucking pervert. you like this, don't you? is this pussy wet after seeing my class?"

your teacher looks like you are a freak, yeah, maybe you are.

to be honest, it is kinda difficult to explain how this happened. you really have a big crush on your teacher and of course if he asks you to ride on his dick, but he's never made a mention about that, unlike this, he's really so kind and respectful with you and your friends. 

but he’s hot. super hot.

you feel your underwear wet after the moment you stepped on the class.

jeon jungkook is your teacher of criminal law, and you really like your teaching methods, but being a young adult in a constant fertile period doesn’t help. 

the teacher is so attractive, every part of your body, with the passing of the months you just want to sit on his face and sucking your dick. 

but you always hide this, except for today.

you never felt your pussy so wet when this man started speaking like annalise keating, and your tight pants doesn’t help, your thighs make you insane. 

the only thing you can do is take a lollipop and leave it in your mouth, sucking like jungkook's dick.

he got it. you practically devore him with eyes when sucks the candy.

the class is over, so he’s calling you.

“what’s your problem today?”

is he looking at your nipples? wow

“excuse me, sir?”

“to be honest, i really receive several proposals to eat my students, but you know, i always decline…”

it’s true, you always hear your friends say that they have tried something more with jungkook, insinuations, short clothes, inappropriate photos, everything, but he always said “no”. 

this is one of the motives you never tried anything.

“i know that, but i can’t understand why u tell me this, sir…”

“oh! really?” he asked, the mocker tone evident in his voice. “what you want of me, sweetheart?”

“excuse me?”

oh, jungkook we're going to humiliate you? say that you’re a pervert and he never wants anything with you? really? 

“i see how you look to me when sucks that lollipop, i see in your face how that cunt makes you wet at each little word i said.” he’s raised, staying in front of you. “you want that i fuck you, stupid whore?”

jungkook's face changed. he’s look like a devil, maybe the pleasure, but still a devil.

what the fuck he’s doing? all your friends say that he always said “i'm not interesting, bye” but why now he’s spoken like that? 

“i made a question, because to be honest, i’m tired of hiding how much i want to fuck your cute little drippy cunt, of hiding how much i want make you cum on my cock and made you my personal slut”

“y-yes, i want”

he laughed.

"you fucking pervert. you like this, don't you? is this pussy wet after seeing my class?"

so, he stood in front of you, grabbing her waist tightly and sticking his tongue in her mouth.

“the d-dor.” you said.

“that’s ok, i don’t care if someone see i fucking a whore.”

without a warning, he lifted your skirt and rubbed his middle finger on you wet underwear. you moaned.

“this is a good slut, i even need to prepare you with my fingers, you are so wet to my cock, desperate for me to fill you with my sperm, no?” he still rubbed, now your clit, your legs trembled and you feel that you can cum in his fingers. “we need to be faster, i said that i don’t care if someone see, but if this happened we can’t play anymore”

“p-please.” you even know for what you are asked, have jungkook brushing his middle finger on your clit is like a fucking wet dream.

“can your sweet and little pussy take my fat cock?” you feel the other hand pinched your nipple, and scream because of the pain. “a word, sweetheart, i need a word because nothing else will make me stop to fuck this hole open.”

“i dont need a w-word. i want everything.”

he pinched your clit, and you scream again, made him laugh on your ear.

“knew a dumb slut like you was good to me. desperate to feel begging me to defile this tight, no? but i need a word. but i know you won't use it, you're desperate to cry while i tear that pussy apart.” 

you said a word, nothing special just “popcorn”, don’t have a motive or anything, is just a random word that you can remember if it is necessary.

you even notice when he removed the belt and underwear, just feel he’s dick opening you without any care, it didn't hurt, you were too excited for that, of course, a slight burning but nothing that wasn't pleasurable.

“now, my favorite student, watch me dick fuck this little hole open” he said when he lifted your skirt and grabbed your leg, leaning against the table to leave you open for him. 

jungkook isn’t a ‘gentleman’ he’s fucking you like a toy, the table is shaking because the power of that he hit you and you scream everytime his ball hit in you.

you see his sucking his middle finger and you can’t understand what happens, but the confusion soon disappears when you feel him rub his finger wet with spit on you asshole.

“next time, i use this hole.”

“c-cu-”

“you gonna cum?” he let go of your waist to leave a slap on your face. “is your teacher's cock so hot that you're going to cum on it?”

“y-yeah.”

“so cum, whore!” he slap on your face again, and again.

and when the orgarms finally came, he kissed you trying to muffle your screams.

he continuous to fucking your pussy. you ruined and felt the overstimulation, your body didn't stand up, but his still fucking.

still fucking untill cum on your pussy, the white liquid oozing on you. 

the floor is a mess, the table is a mess, and you is a mess too.

you think that is over, but jungkook got on his knees and sucks you. 

making him swallow your cum and his.

“so…” she said, standing up and fixing his pants. “i want to fuck you everyday now.”

“i'll do anything for my favorite teacher.”

“so when you get home, send me a video of your shower. i will be waiting.”

🌸 . . part 2 maybe?

[jellyfishoreo1206]

I'm unsure if I'll consistently write for TF2 but omg has this been rotating in my mind like a rotisserie chicken from Costco

MEDIC, SNIPER, ENGINEER EATING YOU OUT

NSFW MDNI

Includes: a smidge of consensual somnophilia, fingering, tonguing, overstimulation, mention period blood/blood consumption (?), breeding if you squint

S/O is afab with fem pronouns

MEDIC

We can all agree he is a FREAKKKKKK

Now lemme say this

HE LOVES WAKING YOU UP LIKE THIS

Like seriously

He could do this forever

The soft/breathy moans you let out whenever he goes down on you

And how your body responds to his actions??

Omg he could just stay there

Doesn't care if you lock your thighs around his head, that's what the respawn machine is for

Loves it especially if you're having a wet dream about him, gives him an excuse to eat you out

Will love it even more when you're on your period/ovulating

Just the taste and smell of your blood and arousal mixing on his tongue and how much more fertile you will be when your period/ovulating finishes

It drives him INSANE

Will literally groan into your pussy from the satisfaction of your taste

Maybe whimpers/begs if he's pussy drunk

"Mein liebe! I can't get enough of jou..pleaze let me taste more of jou.."

If he's REALLY pussy drunk, he'll start speaking in his native tongue

Likes to think he's just helping you with your cramps (in which case he is :3)

He leaves bite marks on your thighs, it's canon I don't make the rules

I feel as if his tongue is more wetter than most, maybe a little slimly

And on the semi-thicker side

Would use his fingers to watch you flutter around them as he presses kisses into your skin

Then pull several orgasms from you via mouth until the only thing you are screaming is his name

"Scheiße.." Ludwig whispers to himself as he drags his hands slowly up and down the plush inner thighs of yours, observing the scarred skin as a trail of goosebumps followed right after as a breathy moan left his lips. He originally came in to wake you up as it was nearly time for breakfast as knowing the others, the food will probably be gone in just a matter of minutes. But a certain smell hit his nose when he approached the bed, one that made a unmistakable shiver of excitement go through his body.

The smell of period blood.

It wouldn't have been the first time he has gone down on you while on your menstrual cycle even you were while sleeping, but everytime it always brings him as sense of extreme arousal whenever he gets a whiff of the metallic scent. He would never tire of the smell or taste of it, not even after having tasted it 1,000 times would he never tire.

His breath comes out heavier as he drags a finger from your hole to clit, voicing his pleasure as he sees just the amount of blood and arousal that gathered on his finger from one stroke alone. Something in him went feral as he saw how your hole seemed to flutter, begging for him as the slightly quiet moan of yours left your lips. With no hesitation, he dove into your folds, hungerly lapping up your arousal as he groaned, eyes closed as he savored the flavor of you on his tongue as he thrusts it into you at a semi-fast pace. He made sure to pay attention to your clit, bringing his fingers up to gently rub at it to add to your pleasure.

A buzz went through his body as he continues his actions, his free hand anchoring itself onto your thighs as they twitched. The world seemingly disappeared around him as he made out with your pussy, blood and arousal smearing onto the lower half of his face as he angled his tongue to reach the right places inside you. A stream of whimpers were leaving your mouth, an absolute musical to his ears as he drinks you, a mixture of saliva, blood, and arousal slowly drip down his chin and onto the pristine white of his collared shirt. The other mercs might notice it, if they're observant enough, but to hell with them.

It wasn't long until your insides clamped tightly around his tongue as a long moan left your plump lips, walls pulsing as gushes of your arousal cover the entirety of the lower half of his face as well as the top part of his shirt and vest. Pulling away was a struggle, moans leaving his mouth as he humped the bed, lapping up the rest of your arousal with a hunger, merely pulling away when your twitches increased. He was somewhat surprised when he made eye contact with sleepy eyes, observing how flushed your face was and the dripping sweat begining to form around your hairline as your lidded eyes observed him, chest heaving heavily as you attempted to catch your breath.

God you are going to be the death of him.

The stinging pain of his hair being pulled snapped him out of his trance, your hand fisted in his hair guiding him back down to where he was before previously. He lets out a low groan when he sees just the absolute mess that he left. He needed no words when you pulled him closer, his breath fanning your heat as he watched your folds flutter from anticipation.

"Meine Liebe, du machst mich absolut verrückt.."

ENGINEER

All I can say is

HE IS A TEASE

AN ABSOLUTE TEASE

Like, he will basically make out with your pussy

Full on french kissing it

And when you're about to come, just sooo close to that edge, he just pulls away

And he will MAKE you beg for him to let you come

But will then make you come over and over again, chuckling whenever you try to ask for him to slow down

Dw you guys use the stop light system

He's not Engineer w/o that gentleman in him

"What's the matter, darlin'? Thought you wanted this~"

The main reason he does this? To see you squirt

No joke, he thinks you become more attractive when you're squirting

His mouth is so warm

AND HE HAS A THICK AND ROUGH TONGUE

He knows how to use that thing

And he knows very damn well

Prideful bitch (I love him)

Will more than likely use the Gunslinger when going down on you too

Inserting those metallic fingers inside you as he slightly nibbles at your clit, enjoying those small yelps you let out

His fingers are pretty thick too

Always cleans up/showers so you don't have to worry about oil or smth like that

I've seen this around whenever reading anything smut related about Engie, but he adds a vibration setting to the Gunslinger

It just makes sense

He would absolutely love to bite around your thighs, placing his hands on your love handles to keep you from squirming away from his touch as he continues his teasing

Bc he's in the workshop most of the time, he'll sometimes forget to come to bed most of the time and that ends up with you pretty needy

So to make up for it he'll eat you out with a passion, going slow and taking his time to work you up to that point, dropping some praise here and there as he kisses bits of your skin as he licks at your core in long strokes

Or just eat you out while you're sleeping, it's a 50/50 with this man

Also doesn't care if you clamp your thighs around his head, do it however much you like cause his mama didn't raise no wimp

Gives so much praise

Like so much it's sickeningly sweet

If he's still in his work clothes, he'll put his helmet on your head before going down

"Keep tha' safe f'me, yeah?"

He's a cowboy and a gentleman through and through

Will sometimes go down on you in his workshop if he's desperate enough

Which has led to some unfortunate walk ins (poor pryo will never see you guys the same anymore)

"Fuck! Dell slow down!"

Despite your pleads, the engineer between your legs didn't bother to stop, seemingly just going faster, his tongue lapping at your pussy like a dog. The only indication you had that he heard you was the slight chuckle vibrating against your core, moans slipping past your lips as you felt yourself nearly tipping over the edge, the temperature of the room seemed to rapidly heat up the more that thick tongue of his teases itself inside of you.

God he's been going at it for so long. The insides of your thighs are literally dripping with your previous orgasms, thighs shaking as you attempted to keep them from clamping them around his head as he drinks up your arousal.

But right when you were just about to come, just right at the very very edge, he stops all movement. Whines and gasps left your mouth as you begged him to keep going, to not stop, all attempts futile as he was pulling away from your core with a sly smirk on his face, using his tongue to lick up the extra fluids that collected around his mouth.

"What's the matter? Isn't that what you wanted, Honeybee?" Oh you could just slap that smirk off his face if that throbbing desperation of yours wasn't bothering you so much.

"Fuck please don't stop! Please!" Desperate pleas fell from your lips as you begged for him to continue what he was doing, begging him to just keep going despite your earlier complaints. Though what you weren't expecting was the sudden intrusion of his thick finger, a pleasured yelp leaving your mouth. The mechanic pumps his finger at a deliciously fast pace, the semi-rough texture of it providing a sensation that has your eyes rolling back as it scrapes against all those good spots within you, fingers gripping at the bedsheets when it hits a particular spot within you.

"That's it, let yourself go for me, Honey." His words effortlessly drip off his tongue, his eyes watching as his finger gets covered in your juices in seconds, adding a second one with ease to the first, watching how you squirm underneath him. Though he noticed how a little bundle of nerves was being neglected, and being the man he is, decided to fix it as he leaned down and gently takes it into his mouth, sucking it in a soft manner.

That seemed to have been enough to pull another orgasm from you, strings of moans leaving your lips as the mechanic listens in satisfaction as he drinks. You. Up.

Your mind was completely fogged with pleasure, small twitches here and there as you attempted to get your breathing under control. In the midst of that, Dell pulled away being careful to not overstimulate you any more as he pulled his fingers out, peppering your thighs with kisses as he waits for you to come back to earth, a smile on his face.

"You alright, darlin'?"

It took you a few seconds to process the question, only mustering up a nod, that was enough for him though as he leaned up to place a careful kiss on your cheek. "Okay, Hun. How does a nice warm bath sound?"

God I love chubby strong men

SNIPER

He has fangs

He will use them (gently) whenever he can

Nibbles at your clit/folds or your thighs whenever he goes down on you

I feel like he has a smell kink

Oh who am I kidding he DEFINITELY has a smell kink

Like, look at him

He's obsessed with the smell of you

To the point he kinda steals a few pairs of your underwear from your dirty laundry to keep for himself

Okay moving on

Has wandering hands, he cannot keep them in place

Very shy when it comes to it, and awkward for the first few times

But after a few encouraging words and teases he gets right to it

His tongue is a little longer than the other two

It's not as thick but omg can he reach allll those good spots in you

Maybe a smidge less wetter than Medic's

A little submissive, considering he's very touch-starved

Fastest to become pussy drunk too

So many whimpers and moans are falling out of his mouth and into your pussy

"Ohh bloody hell, Roo.. I can't stop.."

Denies that he even got pussy drunk (liar)

A little cautious whenever your thighs are slightly squeezing his head

Cause my man is HELLA skinny

A stick if you will

Head would easily collapse compared to the other two

One time you squeezed your thighs a bit too hard, and he ended up with a cranium broken into several pieces

That was fun explaining to the Medic

When the others found out they never would let him live it down

Poor guy :[

His fingers are longgggg and have a good amount of thickness to them

Like he spends more time watching his fingers stretching out your cunt

If he feels adventurous enough (or brave) he'll want you to sit on his face while he eats you out

You swear he gets more vocal when you sit on his face

So. Much. PRAISE.

He accidentally edges you without knowing it sometimes, but he always makes up for it <3

"Fuuuck, Roo.. You look so pretty spread out on my fingers.." The temperature in Mick's camper seemed to increase rapidly despite it being chilly in the early morning of New Mexico. The sun was barely peaking from behind the mountainous region, the interior of the van being dark due to the lack of light as you watched the outline of the sniper's frame above you with breathy moans leaving your lips as those deliciously thick fingers of his pump themselves into your heat.

His sunglasses were still on the small bedside he had in his camper, giving you a clear view of his eyes as they were intensely watching how his fingers disappeared into your heat with a erotically wet 'squelch' filling the space of the camper.

"Mick! Je–sus don't stop!" The knot in your stomach seemed to be getting tighter, steadily building up in pressure the more time that passed as his fingers dragged deliciously against the ridges of your walls, shocks of pleasuring shooting out through your nerves.

Though it seemed like his fingers inside you weren't enough, as he lowered his head to be leveled with your sopping wet, hot core.

Removing his fingers, whines left your mouth, about to ask him why he stopped before keening at the feeling of his fingers rubbing at your clit and the feeling of his warm tongue pushing itself into your hole.

"Fucking shiT–!"

His normally cool and calm facade quickly broke down the moment he had a taste of you on his tongue, whines and gasps leaving his mouth and into your core, making it more pleasurable for you as your back arched up from the bed, your hand shooting out to grip at his hair as an anchor.

The action alone pulled a loud groan from him, his tongue seemingly going at a faster pace, messily lapping at your flowing juices as it covers every inch of his lower face and the inside of your thighs.

His hands soon began to wonder, various places of your body did he squeeze gently, what was once steady hands were shaky and unsteady as they continued to roam your body feeling every bump, scar, and crevice underneath his fingers tips.

Everything started to become fuzzy from the constant pleasure and sensations, to add to it Mick hasn't stopped those beautiful moans of his as your cunt muffled them, you could faintly hear some words, most likely words of praise. You could see the top half of his face through teary eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as sweat dotted here and there on his face, hair messy and pointing in nearly every direction, god he was just so handsome.

The knot in your stomach finally broke, waves of euphoria washing over your body in rapid paces, nerves sparking and lighting on fire as the sensation surges and crashes throughout. Unconsciously, you accidentally wrapped your thighs around the sniper's head, squeezing a bit too tightly for his comfort. That's if his mind was clear, he would've cared, though his top priority as of now was to clean you up off all those delicious juices spilling out of your core and onto his tongue.

It took him some time to pull away once your ecstasy has passed, removing himself from in-between your thighs, placing delicate kisses along the way as he pulled himself up to lay down beside you.

Silence for a few moments, before you began to giggle exhausted, wrapping your arms around him to huddle yourself within his warmth.

"Wha's so funny, Doll?"

"Do I really have that effect on you?"

"Wha'?"

"To make all those cute little noises of yours."

"... don't know whatcha talkin' bout."

"Liar."

AHHHHHH I WISHED TO HAVE FOUND A BETTER ENDING FOR SNIPER USUJJJJWHWIWHJEIE 😭😭😭😭 (probably will update it to fix that later tho)

[ofallthingsnasty]

If your inbox is open could I please request a yandere sae where he traps his Darling by getting them pregnant and also this is around the time where he kidnaps them and they get Stockholm Syndrome if you're uncomfortable with this feel free to ignore my request

hey hey!! sure it's pretty much always open 🤗 thank you for giving my brain something to chew on - this really tickled me bc he isn't necessarily the first character i think of when i think yandere bllk! a cold one, for sure 🥶

tags: yandere, sae is 20+, emotional abuse, baby trapping (no pronouns used for reader but they can get pregnant), noncon mention, smidge of unreliable narrator word count: 0.6k

Sae is one thing: selfish. He knows you're here against your will and he simply doesn't care. He gets what he wants. You won't ever know why exactly he picked you out of all the possible people to obsess over because he won't ever treat you like one would a spouse. He's blunt, he's brash, he's an asshole - even to you. He doesn't keep you small on purpose, Sae is just like that. Unlike some others, he doesn't criticize you to snuff out your self-esteem, he truly thinks what he says. You'll learn how to play by his rules and admittedly - he is fair, at least as far as he is concerned. Neither cruel nor sadistic, he simply expects you to conform and be perfect for him. Deviate from his vision for you and he'll let you know- but as long as you are good for him you won't hear a single word.

He actually strikes me as one of the few from Blue Lock who would choose to kidnap you - it's easier and keeps you by his side. He's pragmatic like that. And because Sae doesn't need your love - he simply takes what he wants - he doesn't care for all that lovey-dovey shit, either. Watch him simply lock you away even though you have never talked to each other. He's convinced you're perfect for him and that's enough. He really wastes no time. In his opinion, your predicament isn't all too bad, even beneficial. Isn't this what so many people strive for? Marry rich, be pampered for the rest of your days, no more worries, no more hurt? Really, you should be over the moon to be the spouse of a famous soccer player. He'll tell you as much; that you should be grateful for the roof over your head, that you'll never have to work another day in your life because of him, that you'll have everything you'll ever want - and that being kept like this is the trade-off, that he expect payment from time to time. All your fighting, your scratching, your crying - it doesn't matter to him. It's annoying, sure, but it won't stop him at all. (Although even Sae has his limits. If you keep screaming at him how you don't care for the designer clothes, the expensive furniture and his stupid house, he isn't above showing you what you're taking for granted right now. Some nice, quaint nights in the basement with little food and water and no clothes should set your head straight. Not cruel. Just pragmatic.)

And because he takes such good care of you, he deserves something else in return, doesn't he? A baby is perfect. It's easy to realize that dream - he's expecting sex from you regularly, anyway and never really bothers with birth control. In the beginning, he humored you a little by using condoms (to soften the blow, so to speak) but by now he simply doesn't care anymore. The thought of you pregnant with his child excites him more than he'd like to admit. It isn't necessarily about keeping or trapping you - he just wants to start a little family with you. (And maybe, just maybe, he is actually a tiny bit in love with you, not just obsessed.) He won't tell you of his decision, he simply fucks you more often. But you're smart enough to catch on, with time - too bad you don't stand a chance against a pro athlete when he bends you over for the tenth time this week and tracks your periods, waiting for your fertile window. You can only grit your teeth and take it, terrified of the day he actually knocks you up.

And as always, he doesn't get why you're making such a fuss; you only have to be good for him. He'll take care of you and your child, you'll see.

[primordial-shade]

Werewolf partner headcanons

Sfw:

*Pats werewolf* this werewolf can fit so much love in them-

But seriously, by nature werewolves are highly affectionate, especially physically.

Perhaps not initially. They will be very aware they’re poor human partner may not be used to overwhelming affection yet :(. They will be super good, they will hold themselves back looking like sad little puppies.

Please just let them and let them cuddle you they’ll be so happy :(

Like the moment you give them the green light they will be all over you. Cuddles, kisses, pets. All over you. They love you! Why wouldn’t they want to cuddle you all the time :(

There will also be a lot of scenting and licking. The licking I imagine is like kissing for them, little affectionate licks, big sloppy licks all kinds.

They want to show they love you! And it has the added benefit of removing any scent on you besides their own. You should smell like them! Not others!

Scenting is also a massive thing.

Early in a relationship they’ll hold hands and give you their jacket to make sure you carry their scent. But if it gets serious it’s all over.

Cuddling together, showering together, making sure you spend every moment covering you in their scent.

But the reverse is also true. They love your scent! They want to be covered in it! Please let them. They wanna smell like you so bad, you smell like heaven to them and they want you to smell like them.

Speaking of scent there will be some adjustments to your life style. Overly scented stuff isn’t any good for a werewolf. They will not only be severely discomforted because of their smell sensitivity but smell is a key part of how they read emotion. It a smell strongly covers your natural smell is can be very upsetting as they can’t get a proper read of emotions or health. Very upset baby.

Of course you can have scented stuff. The right level of scent can be extremely complimentary to your natural smell. But they have strong sensory needs to just be aware of that. Be kind to your werewolf lover!

Werewolves are also very active and very hungry. You’ll need to be prepared for that. They won’t make you do exercise with them but they will like romantic walks and hikes and will be high energy.

Note for my physically disabled and chronic pain bros they will be accommodating to a T. They will lend support whenever needed and help you with any physical therapy and pain management.

Pack is pack. No matter what. When they love you they do anything to make sure you are safe and accommodated for and their family will do the same.

These guys are also big blankies. Wolf and human form. Werewolves are big, big and hairy and physically affectionate. Always snuggles and nuzzles. They will lay on top of you and around you like big fuzzy weighted blankets.

They do run hot as well. Combination of their metabolism and their natural magics. Great in the winter but they do suffer in the summer and hate not being able to fully cuddle with you because you both overheat. They will do a full bellyflop into a pool of water and lay there, they will do the big shake too. But in winter? Oh goddamn, cuddles for days.

Curling by the fire after eating a feast, safe in their territory with their partner. Werewolf dream scenario.

They are also big on various acts of service. Particularly ones that involve taking care of you. Feeding you, massages, kisses and cuddles, spa days, you name it.

NSFW

Now the dirty >;3

Werewolves are high energy, so they tend to have high sec drives. They will run you ragged if given the opportunity. So if you’re gonna go all out make sure you take the next day off work, maybe the next few days.

Like wolves they have a form of Estrus. Males and females are generally fertile all the time, but lower than average. However when they hit these periods they become highly fertile. And really horny. Make sure you grab some magical birth control because that’s the only shit that’s gonna stop you getting pregnant. But don’t worry, your werewolf will also take birth control if you’re not ready for pups yet.

They run hot, so werewolf dick and pussy? Hot as fuck, temperature play at work here.

They are also Quite hairy. I imagine in werewolf culture that long hair is common, as are hairy bodies. They do groom, but you won’t find a hairless werewolf.

Lots of cum, they fucking gush, male or female. So sex is gonna be messy, they are gonna get you covered. No point trying to stay clean because not only to werewolves love seeing their lovers covered in their cum but it also links into their scenting of you and means they will be very happy.

Oral fixation baby! No matter what you got, they wanna lick it, hell they wanna lick you all over. This can lead to very much causing oversensitivity. Once they start they get drunk your equipment quickly. They will eat you out or suck you off for hours. Good luck and godspeed.

They fuck like beasts. They can and will be gentle but they need to let go as well. You may not be able to walk for a while until you get used to it. Doesn’t matter, male or female you are gonna be walking funny until you can build up endurance.

It’s a lot, they will hold themselves back at first but soon it will be a test of endurance.

Aftercare royalty. Food, baths and cuddles are holy trinity and they will ensure you are happy and comfy.

[america-oreosandkitkats]

played mouthwashing again. man. what a punch for a such a small little package.

with the second playthrough, because i wasn't as shocked by some of the twists and turns, i could focus more on what an absolute shitbag jimmy is.

literally a guy who makes everything about himself and his own small little world. if curly focuses on the big picture and anya on the details, then jimmy can't see beyond his square in the screen. in terms of writing and execution, i especially love the diatribe he goes on with anya about "all the stuff he has to do now that he's captain" and it's literally like five things and they're tasks that take at most five minutes to complete. haha. just like. "uwu i work so hard" "jimmy you didn't even do anything." sailormoonmaskedtuxedo.jpg

more thoughts under the cut.

i really, really love swansea's speech and the music that plays beneath it. i don't think the fandom talks enough about it. it's also really interesting to me that his main regret at the end of the road was that he couldn't save daisuke. not that he couldn't help anya. not do both, just that he couldn't save the kid.

i also wonder about the game's diegetic and non-diegetic elements. as i played through it, i'm convinced that anything in red, anything bookmarked with "take responsibility" is non-diegetic. which raises some really interesting thoughts for the game's end. maybe jimmy didn't even get curly into the cryopod. maybe they're all dead at the end, curly succumbing to his wounds and jimmy starving. ooh, it's a spicy take-a.

the burning bush/curly scene is, however, not a spicy take to say it's non-diegetic, but i still wonder what the game is trying to communicate here. i say burning bush because that's the imagery my mind goes to, but it doesn't.......fit? not really? that puts curly as the word of god and jimmy as moses, which uhh i don't think so. but what else could we be hearkening? speaking of religious imagery, the sacrificial lamb/eucharistic consumption of blood and flesh. very clear. but lol why?

i need to sit down and really think through the vintage cartoon clips shown throughout the game. first, in terms of what cartoons are selected and why, why those cartoons are juxtaposed against each other, and why they appear in the game when they do. i'm particularly struck by the "make mine freedom" clip's appearance. the cartoon is as far as i know about the empty promises of populism and the shady hucksters who pedal it. my first introduction to the cartoon was through this video by carlos maza on anti-politics. give it a watch! it's really good.

another thing that stands out is that first clip about working for a profitable company. one, because we don't know if pony express is even a profitable company lol. and two, because a lot of the privileges working class folks were offered when that cartoon was produced and released was undergirded by strong institutions, such as the unions and state taxes. it's also interesting that the accident that appears that ultimately hurts our pov character happens at home by a child. there's some irony here, some misdirection, but i need to sit with it more to uncover the reasons Why.

the mid-century aesthetics of the tulpar are endlessly fascinating to me. im also just a huge sucker for "new thing against old background" or, in this case, "old thing against new background." the mixing of generations is really neat to me. did anyone pick up that the wallpaper in the lounge is very The Shining-esque?

why wasn't anya on birth control? i don't mean this in a "why were you wearing that" kind of way. i mean, if you're going to be in the vast empty vacuum of space for upwards of a year, why would you want to deal with fertility? even in our very unsophisticated era of the 21st century, hormonal iuds are (relatively) easy to insert (vaginally or in the arm) and they last for years. a not insignificant number of women on hormonal iuds don't even get periods at all, or if they do, it's a lot less of a mess than it could be, but most importantly, you don't ovulate on them. the doyalist answer is "she needs to be fertile for the story to happen," but i'd really love to dig into a watsonian explanation. it lends itself to the mid-century aesthetic i think.

curly my man you are a terrible judge of character and you need better friends.

[daydreamerdrew]

“So I've been up and down to Rome quite a lot while writing the book. I was lucky to be able to do that. And I went to the Palazzo Massimo, which is this wonderful Renaissance palace, which is now one of the national museums. It's next to the big railway station, Termini, in Rome. And on the second or third floor, they have a room which is simply the frescoes from Livia as the first empress, from her villa at Prima Porta, which is about 15 kilometers north of Rome. And they found an underground dining room there in the 1850s. That was to protect the family from the heat of the day. And it had these fabulous frescoes. They're called Il Giardino di Livia, Livia's garden.

So I went to see those and an Italian guide came in, but he had an English speaking party. And he sort of explained who Livia was and who Augustus was. And then he said, but they were married for more than 50 years and they loved each other very much. And my ears pricked up. I'm not convinced by that. And he said, and unfortunately, they never had a child together. And Augustus only had one child with his first wife. And unfortunately, she was a nymphomaniac.

And so I looked at him and I said, excuse me. And I said, first of all, Julia's mother wasn't Augustus' [first wife]. She was his second. You've missed out his first wife, who's quite important. And secondly, Julia was not a nymphomaniac.

And he looked at me. He was affronted. And he said, it's in the sources, Signora.

And I said, yes, I'm familiar with the sources. So I said, I assume you're referring to Seneca's famous essay, Dei Beneficiis on Benefits, where he says that Augusta's daughter, Julia, was so sex-crazed that even though she was the most recognizable woman in the Roman Empire, and was living in a palace on the Palatine Hill, that she went down into the forum every night and sold sex to every passing gladiator and barman.

And he said, yes.

And I said, do you think women really behave like that? And this conversation went on for some time because I pointed out that Julia was famously fertile. She had six babies, five of whom survived. And in this period, when she was separated from her third husband, Tiberius, she was supposedly going down into the forum every night and having masses of unprotected sex. She never gets pregnant again! And, you know, how did she do that?

And so the guy then said, well, maybe the source is exaggerated. I realized by this time the entire room was silent and all the heads were turning.

And I said, well, it's not just exaggeration, it's bias against women. And I eventually said, look, I'm writing a book about this. I'll leave you to it.

And through gritted teeth, he said, I look forward to reading it. And I said, you’ll learn a lot and walked out.”

quote by Joan Smith, promoting her book Unfortunately, She was a Nymphomaniac: A New History of Rome's Imperial Women on Woman’s Hour, the December 30th 2024 episode, “Joan Smith, Parenting Adult Children, Dolly Parton Musical”

[lunapwrites]

April Reading 2024

I legit can't remember what format I use for these titles... Anyway lol.

Once again, coming in a day late with the reading I did yesterday - generally a MUCH different vibe than I usually get from my cards. So without further ado, let's take a look...

I had a lot to say about this one, so I'll drop it under a break.

Starting with the tarot cards, this was an unusual pull for me. Cups and pents heavy - we're dealing with matters of the heart and home. Also, the presence of so many face cards and a major arcana card tells me this is likely to be a month of Significant Events.

The Fool in the past position refers to the start of a journey that we're currently on. The Bean situation, in other words. Not really too much to comment on there, other than the generally positive and optimistic vibes of the card.

Four of Cups in the present position is reading me for filth - I'll be the first to admit I am in a period of withdrawal in terms of my overall energy levels and social battery. Frankly, I'm fucking exhausted lol. But this card is giving me a very gentle nudge and reminding me that I can't live here. And maybe send a couple of texts.

Page of Pentacles in the future position is echoing the same energy from The Fool, but in the sense that we're nearing the end of the journey... or at least this stage of it. The Page is a messenger, a notice of arrival, and the Pentacles usually indicates material matters (finances, gifts, etc) and the home. This could be read as an early Beansgiving (thank you to @femme--de--lettres for that lmao) but given that this Page is Pents rather than any of the others, I'm more inclined to chalk this up to the shower later this month lol.

Normally I'd read these last two cards separately, but the context makes me think they're referring to two roles for the same person - that being my partner. He usually shows up as the Kings in these suits, but the Knights aren't unheard of for him.

Normally, the Knight of Cups represents enthusiasm, intuition, and a romantic spirit. However this particular position gives a more utilitarian bent to the card: he is also a defender, someone supportive in my corner no matter what. This speaks directly to the solid dependability of the Knight of Pentacles - where often the Knight of Cups can be a little flighty, the Knight of Pents is a grounding force. He represents responsibility and long-term planning. There's a much-needed balance between these two knights that's going to be particularly vital in the coming days - keeping things light and fun while still providing a steady hand to keep us on track (because one of us needs to have the brain cell and unfortunately that is currently not me lol.)

The runes are interesting ones to pair with all this: Tiwaz generally represents energy (typically masculine) and victory or success. Raidho is normally a travel rune, but that travel can be spiritual as well, echoing our Fool and Page of Pents. There's also an element of reunion here, which could be (again) referring back to all the people who will probably be showing up to this party - all my (offline) friends, family I haven't seen in a while, etc. and then finally there's our good friend Jera back again for the first time since Bean made their presence known. This is a rune that represents forward activity and good fortune, as well as fertility and the harvest (again, indicating we're getting to the end of the cycle here.)

However, all three of these taken together have an additional meaning: that I've got the strength to get through the periods of adversity during this time. It's just another normal part of the "wheel of life" and I'm going to ride this out and push through and come out the other side victorious, just as I've done every other time before. Lovely hopeful message, isn't it?

The Oracle cards are mostly reinforcing this message: Power/The Ram evoking this image of charging forward, ready to break through any barriers in my way. Instinct/The Wolf simultaneously reminding me that my intuition is trustworthy, and warning me off impulsive decisions and behavior - that power I have can turn destructive, and my teeth can be sharp.

So overall, this is telling me that we're getting into the final push here (ha) and that I'm really going to get my legs under me this month - so long as I remember to lean on my partner when I need to. He wants to help, so let him (you stubborn mule of a person you). We're really going to start getting things done now.

[motsimages]

I'm going to tell you my process of feelings towards getting pregnant and motherhood.

I would like to be a mother. I don't have a super strong desire or big urge to be. If I can't be a mother, it will be a pity, but it will be ok. I don't think I would miss out. I also would like to be an aunt or the friend who takes care of someone else's children. There have been moments in my life when my desire to be a mother was stronger, I don't know if I'm settling for aunt given my circunstances and the whole state of the world or if it really is my desire. But I would like to raise my own children and see them become their own people. Yes, if I have children, I would like to have more than one.

I have wanted to experience pregnancy and birth in my 20s. When I was between 25 and 29 or so, I really wanted to experience the whole process. I would have loved to be the first of my friends to have a child. I even thought of being a single mother. When I was a child, I dreamt of having children but I never dreamt of having a husband or a father for them, I dreamt of being a single mother and in that moment in my 20s, I felt like that too.

Then I got a boyfriend, and we started speaking about it. The first years of our relationship was testing the waters of the two of us so we didn't try, we decided to start trying when some of our friends started to have children too. I liked the idea of having children of about the same age. I didn't get pregnant and when asked to check, was told that I wasn't very fertile. I almost get into a fertility program but I was not convinced at all. I fell kind of obligated to try my very best, so that I couldn't say I didn't try but I didn't trust the process and wasn't convinced it was worth it *at all*. I still am not. At the same time, I thought of my grandmother, who took over 3 years to have her first baby and people in the village gossipped about her infertility. She then had 5 children. Maybe it just runs in the family.

Then my back problems worsened, and my periods worsened too. It got so bad that whatever curiosity I had towards experiencing pregnancy went down the drain. If I couldn't walk un-pregnant, I didn't even want to imagine what it would be pregnant. I didn't want that permanent change in my already shitty column. I also lived in constant pain, did I want more pain? Did I want a birth? No.

I actually wouldn't mind adopting, I don't need a baby. Babies are cool and you get to see how they grow and learn from the beginning, but I actually don't care that much for a child of my own who is older. We have thought about it, it's a long process, but given that we wouldn't mind older children and siblings, it could get shorter. And I like children of any age, with whatever struggles they come.

But we don't have jobs. We don't have money. Sure, our parents probably can help us, but why put ourselves through this uncertainty, and put children through that too. We shouldn't have to count on grandparents for this. Since we don't mind adopting teenagers, we will wait and see if our situation improves.

But overall I think it's a pity that things are so fucking hard to have children, whether it is to birth them or to adopt them. From all over the world, you see people commenting on how they just give up their dream of having children because they don't want to struggle to raise them, when they are already struggling to pay for themselves. Not many countries want to fix this.

I have always been very independent and nobody in my family thinks I would want children. I have talked about it with my mother briefly, she more or less knows, but I stopped bringing it up when I saw how difficult it would be. Nobody asks me when will the children come because my years of singlehood protect me and I thank it, because it is a conversation I don't want to have. I focus on the things of being child-less I like, the freedom, the time, the good sleep I get and I convince myself I do prefer this, but do I? I can't even imagine another possibility, so I guess I do.

[13tagian]

The reminder for when things get tough.

At the beginning of this year we went decided to go all in on our fertility journey. Side note - I read that you should stop saying "infertility" and shift to "fertility journey" to help remove that negative connotation and I think it's a great shift. Anyways..

I remember when we first started this journey (Sept 2022), the first doctor I saw wanted to put me on the medications that I ended up going on in Jan 2024. I remember thinking "What the heck - why would I want to put all these drugs in my body?! Why can't we figure out why my body isn't working or doing this things that it should?!" There was no discussion about other options, it was "Call me with your next period and we'll start the medication." I didn't call him back. I ghosted him and decided to look into other more natural options.

And so after a year and some of trying to conceive in a natural way - tracking BBT, DUTCH tests, etc. - we were not seeing any change or improvements in our progress, we made the decision to go back to a doctor and see what our options were.

Looking back, I'm not sure if that was the right choice, but the more I progress in this journey, the more I feel that it really was the right choice. Everyone's choices and journey are SO unique, so I cannot speak for anyone else but myself...

While I wanted to be pregant two years ago and would have absolutley been estactic to have had that happened, I also know that the journey I have been through (while it's been awful and terrible) has truly put me in so much better of position and taken me through so many amazing changes and allowed me to meet and interact with so many incredible people that I otherwise would not have had the chance to experience if it hadn't gone this way.

I would never wish this experience on anyone, but I have found that focusing on the positive results or impacts that have come from it make it feel less terrible.

Because of this journey...

I am stronger.

I am so much more mentally mature.

I am closer with my emotions and sharing those emotions.

I am more prepared on how to handle challenges.

I am in aligment with my actions and thoughts.

I am more self aware.

I am more intentional with my time.

I am more compassionate with myself.

I am learning to trust myself.

And all of those things are absolutley amazing. What if this situation never happened? Would I have experienced these positive shifts? Would I be as solid and strong of a person that I have become? Maybe.. who knows? At this point, it's not focusing on the what if's, the why can'ts, the if onlys - it's the how can I. Because here is where I am.

I really do believe that everything happens for a reason and sometimes in the moment it's nearly impossible to see that because it SUCKS, but after the fact it becomes so much clearer and you can see that without these challenges you wouldn't have found or experienced the things that you did.

While it's not what I wanted or thought or wished for, it's what I have.

I trust that the things that are meant for me will come my way.

#infertility #fertilityjourney #TTC #fertility #IVF

[angelic-omega]

I’ve had heats for years and have documented them…

Recently got a period tracking app that also track ovulation and lo and behold ovulation lines up perfectly with heats! So let me dive into that!!

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About two weeks before my next period I would go into what I call pre heat where I frantically try to get something done! That lasts about three to five days depending on the severity of the next heat! Sometimes I’ll get longer heats but mostly they are three to four days! Starting the day before ovulation or the night before! Then the second day is always the worst which is ovulation day!

I experience massive amounts of brain fog during this time and occasionally will get flushed before. I’ve noticed that I only have a heat during my high fertility times! It’s so accurate and spot on…despite the app messing up or me not having a heat or having one early…that I genuinely think ovulation is heat.

Not to say that everyone who ovulates is an omega as everyone’s hormones fluctuate etc. I can only speak on my experience as an afab omega who ovulates! When I was on testosterone for two years my heats were shorter! One to two day heats that weren’t as intense! Essentially I was on low level heat suppressants!

Getting periods again sucked but getting heats again was somehow even worse! I’m not the biggest fan of them but that’s maybe because I spent most of my life without an alpha and afraid of anyone finding out about this! I have an alpha now and we are bonded…bonded after my first heat together and now I don’t mind them as much. They still suck but they could be worse! I definitely recommend people who are into omegaverse read up on ovulation symptoms and check out the ovulation tag on here!! Very much the same community that just somehow fail to overlap and join together…

ovulation is just a more lowkey heat but society wants us to pretend it's not

[djljpanda]

Hi! Well.. I have a Wednesday x Fem!Reader request... eheheheheh!

In which Wednesday and Reader flirt ALL THE TIME in a very Addams way (dark humor jokes, compliments that sound like insults, tell the other to stay the f..k away but then being like glued to the other) they really like each other and they both knows that the feeling is mutual..Damn! All the school knows that their feeling is mutual! But they're not together 'cause Reader wants to project the PERFECT date for Wednesday, better than the one she had with Tyler (the guy was terrible but that date.. Ugh! A soo good idea!) and has really no idea.

Wednesday, on the other hand, wants soo badly to be in a relationship with Reader, she even daydreams about their funeral and their stones near each other, wants to.. omg, kiss the reader, bite her, touch her and scratch her (her way to cuddle, actually) but.. Ugh! physical contact? bleah. And she really doesn't want to be like her parents.. but she also wants to be with Reader so baad!

Enid, Thing and Yoko (R's roommate) are going to help:)

"You disgust me", you said towards Wednesday as you crossed your arms as Wednesday sat next to you in class. "All that I think of when I see you is your body chopped up in small pieces", Wednesday said back as you smirked leaning back into your chair.

If others were to hear these things many would think that you and Wednesday hate each other, buy they would be far from wrong. Everyone in school have been betting on when you two would get together as you two have been at this 'flirtation' for days now.

"You look hideous today Wednesday" "And you look unwashed as if you were a zombie climbed out its grave" "At Least I don't look like a crazy a crazy serial killer", you said as you leaned down towards her face. You pulled back up walking away leaving Wednesday some what satisfied.

For days Wednesday has thought about seeing you grow old and weak, your hair white, skin wrinkled, but you still looked beautiful as you died. With that she would draw you and hers grave side by side but no one will never know.

As she doesn't want to turn out as her parents but you make it hard for her. The way she wants to hold you and just to make your her wife was all she can dream about.

But on your part you were just wanting to set up the perfect or terrible date for Wednesday as you wanted to out shine Tyler stupid but genius date.

You would ask your friend Yoko on the weather for the month asking Thing to look around the woods near by, asked Enid on Wednesday schedule to 'avoid' her.

But this was all part of your plan. Than your plan was finally done as you corner Wednesday after first period. "Want to see a dead body" "Is it still bloody" "Very, Who knows maybe you" "What time do you think it was killed" "8:00 p.m." .

"Where are you heading out tonight? You know tonight is not the night tongo dressing out like that or... Did You Finally!?" "You'll see my blood sucker friend, but don't worry I'll be back before I get caught" "Well good luck girl" "Thanks but I can make all women drop dead for me".

Once you walked up to your meeting spot you stood there till Wednesday appeared beside you. "Hello source of chaos" "So where is this dead body you speak of" "Just follow me".

You lead Wednesday down a trail where there was a bench, from your pocket you took out your phone were a true crime documentary, The black Dahlia.

As while Wednesday sat down to get comfortable you pulled out some candles lighting them up. "Are you trying to summon yourself" "Nope you are just my sacrifice", you smiled at her as you sat down.

"If you can look up you can see the dark cloud covering the moon" "The half moon is a sign of fertility as it's rated to life and death" "Look at you miss smarty" "Good to know that I know more than you".

You both sat there till you looked up as you smiled, "Do you mind getting wet and muddy tonight". Once those words left your mind sprinkles of water were falling from the sky. You only got up as you reached your hand out with Wednesday going along with your lead.

As you looked up again you smiled with the true crime case to classical music. You got reaching your hand out to Wednesday, which she accepted.

With that you two danced as if in a ballroom with rain now coming down. Once done with the dance you both stood still as if knowing what the others want you both kissed. As your lips touch, you were both waiting for this moment but now that it's here it felt like a dream come true.

As now since that date you two would cuddle on her bed as sge would never want to let you go now that she gots you. As now when you two kiss she would mame sure to leave bites and scratches on you to remind everyone that you are now hers.

[viridwns]

Hello Darling are you taking requests by any chance?

If so may I ask for a yandere vincent phantomhive when wife finds out she's pregnant? If not please disregard.

Your writing is magnificent thank you for the mind and eye candy.

stahppp, you're making me blush hihi.

Yan! Vincent Phantomhive x PREGNANT!Reader

warnings: yandere themes, dark themes, descriptions of abuse, pregnant reader, implication of abortion, mentions of dubcon, unwilling pregnancy

taglist:  @explosivecandles @minteaspoon

A/N: the mom doesn't know yet she's pregnant with twins, also this may contain grammar- and spelling mistakes

masterlist

a dream come true

Your period was abnormally late this month. It wasn’t unusual for you to skip a month since you were under constant stress from Vincent who is on your ass all the time, but you didn’t get your period last month either. Normally you wouldn’t even worry to much about it, only now you were hardly breathing and chewing on your nails until your teeth hit flesh.

Vincent had been trying to get you pregnant for a while now.

He had put you on this special diet that would make you more fertile somehow, he wouldn’t let you leave the table until your plate was pearly white again. He would ‘make love’ to you every single night, even if he came home from a meeting at 5 in the morning. You couldn’t catch a break with him.

You tried to avoid his advances by convincing him you were in a deep slumber or lying about when you were ovulating. The doctor Vincent had hired for you always ruined your little lies by happily telling your husband the truth. It was infuriating.

You were in bed pondering over your period, or lack off; your husband still sleeping beside you. The door opened to reveal Tanaka with a silver tray in his hand.

‘Oh good, you are awake. I have your morning tea.’ His smile was so sweet that you couldn’t resist giving one of your own.

‘Thank you, Tanaka.’ Your voice was raspy as this was your first time speaking after waking up.

Tanaka opened the curtains, letting warm sunrays hit your cold skin. All the commotion made Vincent stir as he slowly woke up. You didn’t pay him any attention as you watched Tanaka pour you some tea.

‘What a sight to wake up to.’ A husky voice, definitely Vincent’s morning voice he doesn’t sound like this at all during the day, coaxed you to look at him. You turned your head to greet your personal devil.

‘Good morning Vincent.’ You didn’t say much more, already feeling irritated by him.

He sighed at your response and slowly let himself sit upright. Meanwhile Tanaka handed you the steaming hot cup of earl gray tea.

‘Anything for you my lord?’ Tanaka questioned the man next to you.

Vincent nodded.

‘The same as the beautiful woman next to me is having.’ You glared at Vincent as he gave you a lazy smirk. You still had your bedhead and knew for a fact you weren’t looking the prettiest right now.

‘Save your antics for later please. I am not feeling all too well right this moment.’ You dismissed his worried look as you went to take a sip of your tea, but before the cup reached your lips a waft of the Earl Grey entered your nose and a sudden wave of nausea hit you. It came so sudden you barely had time to react to the vomit that was slowly creeping up your throat. You dropped the cup on the sheets as you jumped out of bed and ran to the toilet. Nothing much came out of you as you threw up. You didn’t even want to look inside the toilet when you were done. Your throat was burning and your body was shaking as Vincent stood there by the door looking at you. You gazed up at him and instead of the worried look he was sporting just moments ago, a more cheery expression took its place. Your eyes were wide with pure fear as you shook your head. You knew that look.

‘No Vincent I am not pregnant, maybe I just caught the flue.’ You tried to scramble to your feet as you wiped your mouth with your puffy sleeve. Dizziness took over you as soon as you got up, Vincent came to your aid as you lost your footing.

‘We should get this ‘flue’ checked out, shouldn’t we?’ You shook your head violently at his words. He tilted your chin upwards, you still refused to meet his gaze.

‘Darling, morning sickness is a serious symptom. We are going to call the doctor.’ His tone was dark, a warning for you to listen.

You were on the verge of crying as Vincent and you waited for the doctor to finish her examination. The bed didn’t feel as comfortable anymore as she made you do some breathing exercises and more. Vincent couldn’t stop smiling as he was standing by the window, watching you and the doctor.

It felt like years passed when the woman finally pulled off her gloves. You didn’t dare to say anything as you held your stomach. Vincent asked the question to a dreaded answer.

‘And?’

The doctor beamed at Vincent. Your heart sank.

‘Congratulations Earl Phantomhive.’

Your tears finally fell down your cheeks, the doctor must have thought they were happy ones as she congratulated you as well. Oh how you wished she knew the truth.

Tanaka lead the woman outside leaving you and Vincent alone in the bedroom.

‘We finally did it my love.’ He was hugging you close, you still didn’t say anything as you let your salty tears stream freely. You hoped Vincent thought you were crying from how happy you were with the news. He pulled away from the not so comforting hug, you looked into his bright eyes as he stared into your dull ones. His expression almost matching the one he wore on your wedding day.

‘We are going to be a family.’ He whispered before initiating a kiss, you went with it. Not having the energy to protest.

A few days had passed. Vincent was sharing the ‘joyful’ news to his business partners. You were reading in the corner of the room as the men all congratulated your husband and you. You didn’t pay them any mind and only acknowledged them with a small smile. You didn’t feel like listening to Vincent gloating about you, his pregnant wife, and took your reading to his private work study. You informed your husband and gave him a small kiss on his cheek to make him more lenient with you leaving. He watched you walk away with a small frown.

You could just scream as you closed the door of the room. You didn’t want this to happen, you didn’t want to be pregnant, not from him, not now not ever. You let out a frustrated sigh as you dropped your book on his desk and grabbed the edges. You could tell your stomach was getting bigger and you hated it.

You hated how attached you already were to the living being in your uterus.

You didn’t want to have Vincent’s baby, but at the same time it was also yours and that fact was excruciating to you.

You bit your hand to keep you from screaming out loud.

A bottle of pills caught your attention, it was standing on the corner of the desk.

‘God please help me.’ You prayed, begged as you grabbed the container. You took some out and looked at them. You weren’t sure what kind of pills they were, but you knew it wouldn’t be good if you took too much of them. Not life threatening perse, not for you at least.

Were you really going to do this? A better question: were you capable of this? You pondered a bit as the pills were laying oh so invitingly in your hand.

You decided no, no you were not strong enough to kill something that was yours. As you were about to put the pills back a hand covered your mouth as another smacked the tablets out of your hands; littering the floor.

‘ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!’ The voice of Vincent bellowed in your ear, your eyes widened at the sound.

The word kept repeating in your mind as Vincent kept on screaming at you, he had turned you around; his hands clamping your shoulders, shaking you mildly.

No, no, no, no, nonononono—

He kept going as you didn’t say a word.

‘How could you even think about doing such thing, are you mental?!’

‘I can’t let you do this.’

No.

He pulled you out of the room, dragging you behind him as you couldn’t match his pace. He practically threw you inside the bedroom, you tried scrambling away, but he was quick to react. He made you sit on the bed, you tried to pry his hands of your wrist, but to no avail.

No. Please god, no.

‘Vincent, please I didn’t try anything.’ You wept, but it was clear Vincent wasn’t listening.

‘You are a danger to yourself and our child, I have no choice.’ He bound your wrists to the bedpost. You were absolutely horrified, scared of what he was going to do to you.

‘Vincent, please—’ his hand collided with your cheek, the impact made you face left. You didn’t dare to turn your head back. He didn’t give you much choice once again as he grabbed your face, his hand painfully gripping the red spot that started to form.

You wanted to cry as you saw his face, he was furious. His eyes were full of rage and if it wasn’t for him holding you in place, you would have cowered away from him.

‘I’ll make sure you are unable to harm the two things I love the most in this godforsaken world.’ With that he left the room.

You were still shaking violently, hoping he would stay away. You couldn’t even catch your breath as came back with a…

Oh god,

No,

Nonononononononono.

You started trashing, pulling the handcuffs so hard the bed started to move. Vincent tried to keep you calm as a hammer rested in his hand.

‘Vincent, please don’t. I’ll be good. Oh god.’ You were sobbing, minutes away from a break down. Vincent just shushed you as he got you to stop moving.

‘It’ll only hurt for a second. It’s for the best, darling.’ He cooed at you, you were still screaming at him as he brought down the hammer on your wrists.

You weren’t sure if you could ever love the thing that was growing inside you after this.

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This might come as an ignorant question, but were there any distinctions of the gods and the personifications of things? I'm aware gods are technically emboidements of such things, but for example, Gaia and Demeter, were they considered the same at some point? Or Apollo and the Sun maybe? Or were they always distinctive? Thanks for your time, the Wikipedia isn't helping me with this

This needs a long analysis but I will try to keep it short and hopefully, I will provide information to the best of my ability. I feel I know the answer but it is difficult to explain it because I've taken the difference for granted and never had to explain it to anyone.

No worries, it's normal for you to have this question because ancient personifications are often described as "gods" by foreigners today, and also you might be missing some context in the Hellenic tradition.

There is a difference between deities and concept personifications like Health, Wealth, Poverty, Nourishment, Wisdom, Zeal, Violence, Peace, etc. The gods are distinct and whole "persons" who have control over certain elements and domains, not embodiments. There were arguments even in ancient times about the gods being "persons" or just "energy" but most Hellenes - like the good ol Hellenes they are xD - preferred to see them as more "apt". But even as "energy" the gods weren't considered personifications.

Gods can be embodiments, but metaphorically (like Athena, signifying wisdom. Still, Wisdom can have a statue on her own as a personification). Other times the gods are also the means of element control because humans don't have this power and they ask the gods to intervene for them.

The personifications are not gods but, as a statement to society, their statues exist and were/are honored (I am talking about different Greek periods because even today we have them). For example in an ancient music school, there could be a statue of Music, who is a personification. The statue is there as a statement, and as a reminder to people to keep music in their hearts and acknowledge its importance. The concepts may also have a story of origin, but this doesn't exactly elevate them to the status of gods. It can elevate them to the "honorable entity worthy of sacrifices" status (like Nice), is my understanding.

My understanding is that personifications and deities were always distinctive, at least for Greece and the Near East. Sun and Earth are powerful entities on their own but during the times people believe in a pantheon, they are rarely invoked as if they are gods. (But often they are less powerful than gods and act only a little). If we go back to the early Bronze age, perhaps there weren't any gods and people only revered the elements such as the earth, the sun, the moon etc. But slowly we see the concept of deities develop, like the Earth/Mother/Fertility Goddess who is not the same as the Earth itself, but rather commands the earth/soil/fertility. The early version of Demeter could be just a goddess, not Earth itself. Her name literally means "Mother of the Earth/Soil". And the fact that she coexists with Gaia, Earth, means that one was developed to be something different than the other.

Some very important elements, such as the Earth, can be considered more potent than gods in the sense that they are innocent ever-present, and primordial, but they are more static in their actions and don't antagonize the gods (after the Titanomachy, that is). In the Hellenic tradition since the ancient years the mountains, sun, river, earth, and all things natural can be characters on their own and even fight against heroes, or speak their minds about a situation. They kind of belong in the divine sphere but they are more like expressions of the physical world, and still less prominent than the gods. In the recent Hellenic tradition, they are still lower than the saints, who have some dominion over the world's domains.

**There might be some things I haven't read or know so if someone has read about any ancient traditions and the reverence of certain personifications in a way that is not described here, please add to this post!

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Hominid – the group consisting of all modern and extinct Great Apes (that is, modern humans, chimpanzees, gorillas and orang-utans plus all their immediate ancestors)

Hominin – the group consisting of modern humans, extinct human species and all our immediate ancestors (including members of the genera Homo, Australopithecus, Paranthropus and Ardipithecus) (x)

Your typo is revealing not only because it's stupid but also because it begs the question; how do you know at which point a cell becomes a human? And at which point does all the qualifiers and labels like 'baby' and 'child' and 'precious little thing' get added onto it? If you say it's at conception, why? Surely, an egg or sperm is not so different from a zygote that one requires saving and the other doesn't? As you say it's 'insane' to think that because a baby is less developed it is not a real human! So, if you agree that sperm and egg cells should be saved why aren't you advocating that any ejaculation outside of a fertile female should be punishable by death? After all that's 80-300 million pre-born babies that were just smothered to death in a sock! That's more than any serial killer on death row, even at the low end! Or why aren't you arguing that we should lock up every woman who has ever had a period, what is menstruation but the violent dismemberment and destruction of a potential future human? And speaking of the animal kingdom, we should all be forced to become vegan since we all evolved from our lesser ancestors and it is cruel and unusual to believe that since they are less 'developed' they deserve lesser treatment. But you did say hominid so maybe you have very good reasons for including chimpanzees in your definition of human that I don't know about.

Also, the 'unique human genetic code' is actually not very unique to us at all. There is a 0.1% variation among different humans as to their genetic code already, and there is only a 1.2% difference between us and chimpanzees, our closest living relative (source). What's so special about that 1.2%~ that makes us uniquely important and apes soulless animals? Is it a matter of degrees? How do you measure those degrees and which aspects do you consider to be important? We seem to be just fine keeping apes in zoos, or using them as science and psychology's guinea pigs in indefinite captivity. Surely this is inhuman treatment for our brothers! And if you think genetic similarity is an indicator of humanity, why haven't you made it your mission to take down all organizations that utilize primate testing in their studies and product development? Why aren't you out there bombing them with a PETA beret on?

Now that we got that out of the way, let's have a grown-up disagreement about abortion that's not a straw-man and is not plagued by scientific ignorance. Do you think we can manage that?

In the interest of fairness, I'll give it to you and say that all this ignorance you have about science, and human origins, and DNA is just window dressing for your main moral concern which is that you don't believe murder is acceptable. I agree. And let's also assume what you mean when you say 'human being' is all those you would classify as a 'hominin' rather than our lesser ape brothers, or cats, or dogs, or bacteria. And let's assume these hominins have rights that other species do not, and those rights should be fiercely protected. Given all that wouldn't you also agree that no other human being has the right use another human's body to sustain itself indefinitely when they otherwise would die? An example to illustrate; say I was hooked up to a dying man (let's say that he is a Nobel peace prize winner and his existence would be extremely more valuable to society than my own) sustaining him with my own body indefinitely and if I disconnected myself from him he would certainly die, would it be murder to pull the plug and leave? What if I volunteered to be hooked up to him in the first place, but changed my mind later, would that change my guilt or innocence? I would argue that no matter what the case is, no one can force me to stay at this man's bedside and keep him alive at my own expense and leaving him would not be murder because his life places an undue burden on me. So the principle applies to abortion; no one can beholden me to sustain another person's life at the expense of my own body, that is not a right that any living human being has regardless of how you define human or categorize their rights.

This argument also doesn't even take into account the various complications, health issues, bodily changes, and of course childbirth that is involved in carrying a pregnancy to term. This page gives a helpful overview of how dangerous pregnancy can be and remains to be even in countries that are 'developed.' Being tied up with a Nobel prize winner doesn't carry the burden of violent, painful childbirth, so even then the analogy doesn't go far enough.

Given all this, would you care to have a go at someone who disagrees with you and is not a figment of your imagination?

Abortion supporters are wild, because the only options for arguing their position are:

Denying that a fetus is human, which is an utter rejection of the most basic scientific fact that an organism with a unique human genetic code is human.

Denying that the fetus is fully human, even though historically all the people who classify some humans as less human than other humans are not the good guys.

Denying that the human fetus is a person, even though historically all the people who classify some humans as non-persons are not the good guys.

Agreeing that the human fetus is a person, but saying there are circumstances where it is morally acceptable to kill a helpless and innocent person, which is not a stance that allows one to maintain the moral high ground over people who believe innocent people should not be murdered.

Arguing that the human fetus is not innocent, because it has invaded the body of another person, even though the fetus had no choice in the matter and has been given no other options.

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#5

Makes you wonder how Lila's even so likeable when all she does is brag about all her "achievments" and throws pity parties for herself for all the struggles she's had to overcome. Irl a person like her would be f*cking exhausting, and that's regardless of whether they would even be lying or not about their amazing life.

irl, people like that are some of the most despised people I've ever come across. I've had the immense displeasure of knowing several through my life and holy shit. the novelty wears off very, very quickly. especially when the person who makes everything about themself and their problems and their achievements and me me me all. the. time. never does anything for anyone else.

Lila never does anything beyond "wah help me or you're a bad person" and that does not ingratiate a lot of people to you. she makes everyone else carry her stuff, she doesn't hang out at group events, she doesn't invite anyone to her home, she doesn't organise outings, or take notes for anyone else, she doesn't even seem the type to wish anyone a happy birthday nevermind give them a card or present or cake! tack on the lying, which any ordinary 13/14 year old kid would be happy enough to demand proof for, and you have a classmate who is: unhelpful, selfish, self centered, annoying, and untrustworthy. like??

that's not even getting into the fact that, from the class' pov, Lila is flaunting her wealth and connections and making promises that are never delivered upon. regardless of whether or not she's lying that's pretty annoying and disappointing.

like, i get we're supposed to think Lila is some kind of genius manipulator but like?? she's no Azula, and even then, Azula was betrayed by the people closest to her so... even someone who has power and real manipulative skill and the capacity to follow through on her threats still could not remain ingratiated to her only friends forever.

and Lila? she doesn't have any power, or anyway to follow through with her threats other than with middle school bullying. her time in the spotlight is running out, and when it does she is gonna be the most hated kid in school.

252 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#4

Speaking of time travel powers, here’s a few things that rabbits are commonly associated with to draw power from, instead of doing an alice in wonderland rip off.

Good luck. Lucky rabbit’s foot anyone? The Rabbit could activate a power where the recipient has unbelievable good luck for a short period.

Fertility/rebirth/spring time. Rebirth could easily work to give the Rabbit a healing power or some kind of restoration. Healing people from Akuma influence perhaps?

Being really, really fast. Kinda self-explanatory.

Alertness/watchfulness. Possibly a foil to the Fox, an ability to see through tricks and illusions.

This is literally like. From maybe 10 minutes of research and thought. And already I’ve got 4 powers and none of them are time travel. Time travel is the number one thing you want to avoid if you don’t want plot holes in your story. But yeah, sure, let’s just make the Rabbit have a power off of the white rabbit’s obsession with being late, sure. Soooooo clever. 🙄

278 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

#3

A continuation of this post :)

Ladybug wasn't usually this early to patrols, an unfortunate consequence of her busy lifestyle and general scatter brained tendencies. But today, she decided it was vital she was early. Patrol had consumed Marinette's mind all day, the events of last night shadowing her every thought, every action.

She couldn't believe Chat. The- the sheer entitlement of how he felt about her, the way he had treated a civilian who demanded an explanation, who demanded better. She’d taken the matter to Fu and he had been as horrified as she. Marinette had her orders, and though she resented the idea, she’d offered a compromise. Marinette would talk to Chat, and if he atoned, the punishment would be reduced. She could only hope Chat would admit his mistake, and come forth as his real self, as honest and kind and valiant. Chat’s actions last night left her reeling in disbelief.

But more than that she couldn't believe herself. To act out her frustration and anger on Chat it was so unlike her! And maybe she had overreacted a tiny bit... Chat worked really hard after all! He was always there when Ladybug needed saving, or when she needed a shoulder to cry on...or when... Ladybug dragged her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them. She couldn't really think of anything else Chat Noir did...but that didn't matter! He was her friend and her partner, it was out of line of her to confront him like that, no matter how she was feeling.

But the way he spoke to a civilian last night...a hero should know better. Ladybug shook herself. It wasn't productive to dwell on such thoughts. Chat Noir was her partner, maybe Marinette really was just acting like a brat.

"My Lady!" At the call Ladybug flipped her yoyo open and checked the time. Chat Noir was an entire hour early to patrol. She sighed. She envied how much spare time he had.

"Hello Kitty," Ladybug said. She unfolded her knees and leaned back, looking at Chat over her shoulder. "Are you always this early to patrol?"

Chat Noir sat lightly beside Ladybug, so close they were almost touching. She inched to the side. He followed.

"Of course M'lady! I'd never miss a moment of your company." Chat leaned in, eyelids lowered in a gaze Ladybug assumed was meant to be debonair. "And why does my dearest lady sit alone so early on this fine evening? Hoping to have some extra...Chat Noir time, perhaps?"

"I was hoping to speak to you, actually," Ladybug said. Chat perked up at that, his ears pricked and his tail curled into a heart. The sight would've been funny if she hadn't seen the way he spoke to her civilian self last night.

"Finally ready to confess your love? Let's do it with a kiss." Chat Noir puckered his lips, closed his eyes and leaned in so close Ladybug could see each individual eyelash, blond and pale against the black of his mask.

"Actually I wanted to talk to you about last night." Chat drew back, blinking open startled eyes. His lips were still puckered for a kiss. With the wide, gaping eyes and puckered lips, Ladybug found her partner looking rather more like a fish than a cat.

He recovered quick enough, adopting a toothy grin, running a hand through his hair like some kind of cartoon bad boy. "Oh really? Were you that impressed by my performance? Wait until you see how I perform on a date." Chat finished his declaration with a wink that was beginning to feel smarmy and Ladybug was fighting the urge to call it quits and go home.

"I mean, Chat, that I saw you and that civilian girl talking last night. After we fought Gigantitan," Ladybug said. She glanced at Chat through the corner of her eye, noting to herself the way his spine stiffened and his smile was bordering on pained looking.

"Oh, you know how fans are M'lady," he gave a flippant wave of his hand. "She declared her love to me and I tried, so hard to let her down gently, but she just reacted like a crazy person. Accusing me of all sorts of heinous lies, y'know."

This? This was Chat Noirs explanation? He just...just lied! Right to her face! He. Lied. Ladybug gripped her yoyo so tight that if it weren't magic, it surely would have shattered. She worked her jaw as Chat continued rambling, lying about the conversation as easy as breathing. God, and she thought Lila was bad.

"And, well, when that crazy girl started accusing me of being selfish when just moments before she was throwing herself at me, begging to be my girlfriend, well..." Chat Noir grinned and shrugged. "You have to tell those freaks exactly where to shove it, am I right?"

Ladybug's eye twitched. That. Was. It. Marinette hadn't been too hard on Chat Noir last night, not in the slightest! No, no Marinette was going to give Chat a piece of her mind. And Marinette thought Fu was being too hard on Chat! Well, Chat Noir won’t know what’s hit him by the time Ladybug is through with him.

But first.

"Why are you lying to me?" Chat went deathly silent. Ladybug had only murmured the question, but it still seemed to have the impact of an asteroid.

"Bugaboo, you know I would never lie to you! We're partners, would I ever, ever betray your trust by lying to you?" Chat pressed a hand to his chest and directed sad, teary eyes at her. Ladybug’s stomach twisted. She knew this was a bad idea, but it was too late to back down now.

"I was there, Chat, I heard every last word. And that girl never 'threw herself' at you. You're lying. You know I hate liars." Chat Noir lowered Ladybug with a look of condescending concern. It was familiar in a way that made her skin crawl, she had seen that same, patronising look time and time again but where?

Chat Noir tutted and flicked a stone off the ledge with a careless flair. "M'lady I think your ears are failing you, you misheard. That did happen. Maybe you should get your hearing checked. I know a great-"

"And there you go again!" Ladybug shouted. She stood, threw herself to her feet really. Her body trembled with every ounce of unbridled rage she was feeling. "You're still lying to me!" Chat Noir’s ears pinned back and he gaped up at her like she’d struck him.

Chat Noir stood slowly, eyes on Ladybug, and clamped his hands tight on her shoulders.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he murmured, voice welling sincerely. He gave Ladybug a gentle shake. “M’Lady, you’re acting like a crazy person, I have no idea what you’re talking about. You must be seeing and hearing things.”

Ladybug gaped at Chat Noir, turning his words over in her brain. She knew what happened last night, she was there. She slapped Chat Noir. Papa had held her while she cried, she stood there while Chat Noir told her, told a civilian that they should have stayed dead. He was just treating her like an idiot now.

Ladybug wrenched herself out of Chat Noir’s grip, lowering her hardest glare at his teary eyes.

“Chat Noir.” She took a deep, shaking breath to calm her nerves. “You have let your feelings for me take priority over your duty to the civilians of Paris. Your treatment of the Dupain-Cheng girl last night was abhorrent, no hero should ever tell a civilian that they should have been left to die. And above all else, you have the nerve to lie about it to my face.” Ladybug held her open palm out to Chat Noir. “The Guardian of the Miraculous agrees with me. You are no longer fit to hold a Miraculous, and are hereby ordered to surrender the ring of the Black Cat.”

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294 notes - Posted February 25, 2022

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It's bizarre that the deuteragonist (Adrien) has basically been replaced by his love rival (Luka), his ex-girlfriend (Kagami), and his ""antagonist"" (Felix). Like, they make the parallel better than the original. His "calming" attitude, his social "awkwardness," and his "justified" anger have all been done better as separate characters.

Literally!! The creators are doing absolutely everything they can to make Adrien the bestest person ever except actually. Write a character who is kind, awkward and brimming with righteous anger who happens to be called Adrien Agreste.

Felix has all the connections with Hawk Moth and Mayura, plus the initiative to investigate them 2 episodes into his career.

Kagami is the awkward rich kid fencing prodigy struggling to make friends.

Luka is the genuinely sweet and charming love interest with just a hint of mystery.

Everything we're told Adrien is, these three show us without fanfare.

306 notes - Posted January 21, 2022

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Adrien never puts any effort into his relationships with people. He's always handed things or having people do things for him. You have no idea how much I want the others to realize this and rethink their friendships with Adrien, but I know it's never gonna happen.

you said it, bestie. like, all relationships are a two-way street but Adrien's written in such a way that like, people adore him for doing fuck-all. like.

in Origins Nino becomes Adrien's bff because...............they sit next to each other.

Chloe chases after Adrien because he's rich and a model. neither of which are like. even within Adrien's control.

Marinette is obsessed with Adrien because he gave her a speech and an umbrella like, one time.

Kagami???? WHY does Kagami like Adrien? he is like wet bread. no backbone, no true drive or passion. because they're fencing partners??? that alone is not a solid basis for friendship, nevermind dating.

the rest of the class? they like Adrien because....he's Adrien.

like i'll give Gabriel and Emeilie a pass for their weird infatuation because that's kinda what parents are meant to be like (kinda). they're meant to love their kid no matter what (again Gabriel, kinda).

but friends? like Adrien's just floating through life all la-di-dah until he needs to cry about something and everyone rushes to comfort him because....The Script Said So. come on. what a weak-ass friend Adrien is.

when did Adrien ever plan Nino's birthday? or help with a party or a picnic? hell, he straight up ditched his friends in Glaciator because Maribug didn't want to go on a date. what kind of weak-sauce, limp-spined, lily-livered chump friend is that?

anyway Adrien ought to be a better friend or everyone else ought to move on to better pastures. but that will never happen because aDrIKinS iS PeRfECt

386 notes - Posted August 10, 2022

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