#Rev's Musings

[agallimaufryofoddments]

When Huey tells Victor in Vol. 14 that his second-worst memory is "being unable to save my wife's life back in my hometown," and Victor musters a "...Hey.", that's him reliving watching Lucrezia's ship explode and conducting a frantic, futile search for Lucrezia afterword. 100% that. Even if Narita hadn't planned that part of 1711 yet.

Of all the things for Victor to have in common with Huey outside of their alchemic/scholarly mindsets, Narita chooses the most emotionally charged option via "long-dead lady loves" ...who remain the dead women in Victor & Huey's interrogation room because Victor has a job to do and Huey's not about to tell Victor that Lucrezia is, in fact, not at all dead.

Every. Single. Interrogation. Huey cordially indulges Victor while sitting pretty on the knowledge that he sent Lucrezia some sweet immortality elixir back in the day. (So did Fermet and Elmer, but who's counting?)

(Can you imagine Huey idly telling Victor as much in 2003 and Victor having to briefly contemplate the idea that Lucrezia is alive thanks to Huey? Victor's brain fries on the spot, already overheated with outrage that Huey's not only known but been in contact with Lucrezia.)

Huey could—if permitted to prove his claims—utter a few names, locations, and other details that might lead Victor towards a reunion with his 21X-years-deceased lady love within the month.

He doesn't do that since revealing he's connected to the Dormentaires would be a Stupid Thing to do. Sure, jeopardize 1935, why don't you.

He doesn't do it because I imagine that Lucrezia, at any point post-1711, would have reminded Huey to keep her a secret from Victor (should H & V meet again). Perhaps she'd even make that a petty stipulation in some deal.

He doesn't because watching an emotional man express complicated emotions over a long-dead, tricksome lover might be some sort of health hazard. Watching Mr. Emotions express raw anticipation of reuniting with his tangible, alive, never dead loved one might even be self-harm. Eh, but who says Huey still has a self to harm? Being immune to situations like this is his specialty.

(He doesn't because, hey, Victor already has the alive dame. Huey does not.)

Telling Victor about his desire to reunite with Monica is...not happening. Never mind any jabs Victor could make about Huey being loveless and unloveable; imagine what a waste of time it would be to trigger Victor thinking of Lucrezia and getting sentimental. Well, more than the "save my wife...hometown" line did.

Victor is sentimental about her. This is the man who signs off his reports to Lucrezia with "Yours alone" (LN17, Interlude II & III) while knowing he isn't "hers alone." In that second Interlude, he admits, "If I get the chance, I’d like to board that boat, too," but immediately quells Lucrezia's imagined fears by adding, "Don’t worry, I won’t leave for America on my own."

He probably wouldn't have, given his incentive to remain on Lucrezia's (much smaller!) continent. His love for Lucrezia gently tethers him and his scholar-adventurer's spirit. This is the man who came to Lotto Valentino "hoping to find was something out of some heroic drama, an evil secret society," and personally expose their dastardly deeds" (Interlude I). Szilard had mocked him. "What’s wrong with that, though?" Victor writes. "Alchemists can dream, can’t they?"

They can also go around picking anti-slavery fights with aristocrats, aka Victor's hobby. They can dream of exploring America, a land far from the immediate reach of said aristocrats, and conduct pioneering research, especially if they fancy themselves "a scholar by nature (with) a thirst for knowledge," like Victor still does in 1935-A, Ch. 2.

Victor's sense of justice presumably drove Victor into the employment of the federal government, whenever that first happened, but we've less information on when and why Victor became as patriotic as he acts. I think Victor has a longstanding need to be somebody with a cause, whether that's the dashing hero who liberates a town from an evil society, the activist who confronts pro-slavery aristocrats, the noble scholar who pursues and generates knowledge...

...or, in this case, an agent of a governing body who has sworn to support and defend (the Constitution) of the United States against all foreign and domestic (Huey) terrorists. Lucrezia will die of old age someday. Szilard is hunting us immortals down; so much for guaranteed eternity. This young nation is fragile—but what might it evolve into, in this land beyond the Old World's stuffy reach? If Victor perhaps becomes the Patriot for a sense of greater purpose, he may develop some genuine loyalty as he watches young America evolve over the decades, from rebelling against his former countrymen in the Revolution to choosing the path of emancipation.

(And perhaps he envies all the inventors and scientists who America keeps spitting out or inviting in from overseas. Patriot life nowadays is relegated to deskwork; Huey is busy tinkering with all sorts of contraptions and keeping busy with alchemy while Victor is reaming out some newbies in an office for the sake of a short-lived ego boost. This Victor has lived through wars and atrocities that the Victor who was ill one day into Lotto Valentino could never foresee.)

If Lucrezia still has (copies of) those reports, maybe she'll have remembered that Victor mentioned Niki in them and therefore decide to include Niki as part of the surprise, without any forewarning of Niki's inclusion. "Remember Niki? You mentioned her in your reports from Lotto Valentino, but that was so long ago." Niki was with her when they had that close shave with Victor and Jessica, which ~~along with some B! fics~~ means I have to entertain the possibility of a double surprise.) I mean, what if Victor had spotted them? It's not impossible.

If Victor sees Niki outright, that 'damnably ill' sickness he felt in Lotto Valentino may very well resurge.

He absolutely will remember Niki because he was impressed by the strength she had for a young person who endured what she did. "I think it was so painful that she had to maintain that distance to be able to speak of it at all," he writes to Lucrezia (LN17, Interlude I). He attempts a joke about Niki being no match for Lucrezia, but it's just a feeble coping method for writing about Niki's "revolting" account.

There's little doubt that Victor and Lucrezia will slip back into their romantic groove once the dust is settled, but I do...think perhaps this older, changed Victor ought to acknowledge the dust first. I'm not sure I want him to revert to 1711!Victor and react the same way he did when he learned that Lucrezia faked her death, nor react like Carla did, since Carla was similarly young. The timeframes aren't comparable.

(I'm vaguely reminded of Archangelo confronting Renee over the downright evil (his words) activities she's carrying out at Nebula. It's not the same level of badness, at all, but the "what are you thinking" approach has something to it.)

I am somewhat interested in a scenario where Victor learns about the homunculi experiments and Huey's "Monica" motive, because I can imagine Victor getting drunk and saying "wow, I handled the loss of my love infinitely better than Huey / At least I didn't create sentient beings and put them through stressful experiments all in the name of reuniting with a dead loved one / Holy shit what the fuck."

[kisakis-boyfriend]

One of my favorite scenarios is a foursome with the Baji trio.

Just Kazutora and Chifuyu, laying back on a bed and grasping each other's hand while their doms fuck them. Maybe Reader is responsible for fucking Kazutora. Sweet little Tora, who whimpers and whines in the most adorable way—a complete slave to your cock as it reaches the deepest parts inside of him. Meanwhile, Baji is hitting Chifuyu's prostate again and again. Which makes the cheeky sub groan in frustration, since Baji is squeezing the base of his dick too, edging him but not allowing Chifuyu to cum.

Or, perhaps Reader is the one plowing Chifuyu instead. Keeping a hand on his pretty chest and occasionally playing with his nipples when Reader feels Chifuyu tighten around his dick. And over to your side, Baji is preoccupied with Kazutora; making a mess of his hole by squeezing a finger in there with his cock. While Tora is squealing and writhing around, Baji marks up his neck and shoulder with not so gentle love bites.

Pressing Kazutora and Chifuyu chest to chest and forcing them to hold hands while their asses take the pounding of a lifetime. They're panting into each other's mouths between sloppy kisses, tongues hanging out and strings of saliva still connecting their tongues together.

One night, Baji is in a bottoming mood too. So he lays down and lets Kazutora penetrate him, while Chifuyu penetrates him, while Reader penetrates Chifuyu. Baji's hair is sprawled out on the surface underneath his head, letting his body rock back and forth by the force of three people thrusting into each other over him.

Three of you picking one person to absolutely spoil for the night and turning them into a happy, blissed out, giggly bitch. One of you sucks his dick, another person tugs on his hair and kisses his neck so tenderly, and the third person eats him out or touches his body everywhere to worship him.

Maybe you're in a playful mood, and you want to make them fight for the prize of sucking your cock. Three very eager men drool all over your dick and balls, sucking on whatever they can get their mouths on and shoving each other out of the way. When someone eventually wins control and starts deepthroating you (*cough* Baji…) the other two spread your legs and take turns tonguefucking your ass. Chifuyu, oh so kindly, holds Baji's head still so that you can fuck his mouth. You reward them all by blowing your load on their faces 💛

[entirelysein-e]

『 Three is now a crowd 』

☼ synopsis: Takeomi decided it's time to share his sweet girlfriend with his friends

☼ characters: Takeomi Akashi, Wakasa Imaushi, Keizo "Benkei" Arashi

☼ wc: 1.7k

☼ cw: fem!reader, afab!reader, fingering, oral (m!receiving), spanking like once, facial, cum eating, protected and unprotected sex, double penetration (vaginal, anal), squirting, creampie, using of "Slut", praising, pet names

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You tried to keep a straight face at the table with your boyfriend's friends, even though his fingers were knuckle deep inside of your core, slowly curling right against your sweet spot to tease you and get you to fall apart in front of his friends.

“Are you not feeling okay?” Benkei asked concerned, seeing your eyebrows knit together, completely unaware of the situation under the table. All you could do is give him a nod followed by a mumbled “mhm” trying to show him a small smile.

Of course he didn't push it any further, deciding to believe you, otherwise Takeomi wouldn't be so calm if something was wrong.

Right before you had the chance to tumble over the edge he removed his fingers, giving you a smirk and proceeded to act like nothing ever happened. With hot cheeks you were sitting there now, wanting nothing more than to be bent over this very table and get fucked stupid on your boyfriends dick… But you couldn't, right?

Wakasa was the next to grow worried about how giddy you have become, unable to sit still for a second and to be honest, it started to get on his nerves.

“Can't you sit still for a damn second?” He asked slightly annoyed, earning a chuckle from your beloved. That was the moment Wakasa picked up on what was going on right in front of them

“Disgusting. Get a room,” he grumbled, leaving you to grow even more flustered at getting busted just like that.

“Are you sure about that Waka? Wouldn't you want to see?” Takeomi teased his friend who shrugged his shoulders.

“Where's the fun in just watching?” He asked unbothered, wanting to join in on the fun.

It was Benkei's turn to be flustered now.

“You shouldn't talk like that about her,” He growled, shooting a daggers at his friend with his eyes, even though the thought of seeing your lips wrapped around his length made his pants grow tighter by the minute.

“Oh I don't think she would mind being shared. She's a good little slut” Takeomi hummed and you looked down, unable to look any of them in the eyes.

“Is that what you want, flower? Want my friends to have some fun with you?” He asked, making sure that's what you actually wanted.

Once you found your courage again you looked up at him.

“I-i wouldn't mind… But isn’t three a bit much?” You asked shy, having talked about having one of his friends joining you two before, but not more.

Takeomi chuckled again and grabbed your chin rather harsh before kissing you passionately

“Three is not a crowd. Three is just a start.” He whispered against your lips when He pulled away, kissing down your neck after.

“You can tell us to stop at any time, yeah?” He reassured you, biting your sensitive spot on your neck which made you you gasp and nod.

This was all Wakasa needed, attaching his lips to the other side of the neck, the softness of his lips taking you by surprise, letting your hands get tangled in his hair. All you could do was rub your thighs together, enjoying the attention of both men as the heat in your lower abdomen grew. Eventually you reached out for Benkei who was just watching the scene with pink cheeks, carefully pulling him towards you

“Would you look at that. So needy,” your boyfriend teased you as you connected your lips with the tall man, feeling Wakasa’s hand travel under your shirt to feel your soft skin.

It felt divine, having three men touch you like that, but it was short lived. Takeomi took off your clothes so you were completely bare in front of his friends, arms covering your chest out of instinct

“Changed your mind?” He asked caring but you shook your head, taking a deep breath before letting your arms fall to your sides again, a soft groan coming from your lover.

Before you knew it he pushed you down on your knees, his already hard cock slapping against your lips

“Open up sweetheart, give them a good show,” He cooed and you opened your mouth, barely wrapping your lips around his tip when he pushed your head down all the way, catching you by surprise as he fucked your throat without mercy.

The metal of belts was all you heard, indicating that the other men got ready for their turn as well. You looked up at Takeomi with tear stained eyes when he pulled you off.

“Go on, make them feel good,” He encouraged you, your slick already staining your legs from the anticipation.

When you turned around, Wakasa was the first to grab you by the hair, doing the same as your boyfriend did before, harshly pushing your head down onto him to get the pleasure he wanted, hearing you gag around him from the pace he set.

“Shit- Why did you not let us do this sooner?” Wakasa growled, not faltering in his pace.

As much as Benkei wanted to have his turn with you, he simply got on the ground and pulled your hips up so you were on all fours, slight panic rising at the thought that he would just take you without any preparation but with a slap to your ass he reassured you.

“Don't worry darling, gonna make you feel good,” He hummed before pushing two of his long fingers into your dripping core which earned a moan from you.

“Don't get lost, Babygirl,” Wakasa chuckled and thrusted his hips to remind you of your task.

Benkei clearly knew what he was doing, having you clench around him in a matter of a few minutes and guiding you through your orgasm as Wakasa pulled out of your mouth, releasing all over your face with a loud groan.

While you licked up what you could, you heard rustling behind you, feeling the absence of fingers inside of you, quickly getting replaced by the tip of a cock, eyes scanning the room for Takeomi.

“Right here, flower,” he reassured you as Benkei entered your tight cunt, careful to go slow as to not hurt you. With wide eyes you looked over to your boyfriend, pure bliss in his face as he watched another man take you.

Benkei pulled out almost all the way before pushing back in, snapping his hips against you repeatedly and leaving you a moaning mess from the pleasure you felt, animalistic growls coming from him.

Takeomi pulled you back to reality when He cupped your cheek and kissed you loving.

“You'r doing so good, such a good girl for us,” He reassured you and looked for any sign of discomfort, but your eyes rolled back as the knot inside you tightened.

“Fuck- squeezing me so good,” Benkei moaned out, a deep groan rumbling through his chest before He pulled out, positioning you on top of him so you can ride him.

Strong hands guided you down his impressive length, a thumb lazily playing with your clit when you heard the rustling of another condom package being opened behind you.

“Be a good girl and take them both,” Takeomi hummed from above you and you nodded eagerly, spreading your cheeks for Wakasa who could only chuckle. “Never knew you were such a cock hungry slut,” He teased, lining himself up with your puckered hole before bullying his way inside.

The stretch was almost too much to handle, since you never felt this full before. You collapsed onto Benkei's broad chest, both men staying completely still to get you used to the feeling.

You needed a while to give them the okay, leaning up to kiss Benkei as they both started at a slow pace until you were moaning loudly, gradually picking up their pace. It didn't need long for your second orgasm to ripple through your body, both men hissing and groaning at how hard you clenched around them, bouncing yourself against them to signal that you want more. You were nowhere near done, making your lover chuckle.

“Told you she’s a good little slut,” he hummed content, grabbing your jaw yet again to pull you upwards.

“Don't forget about me,” he spat and tapped your lips with his cock again, letting you go at your own pace this time, knowing you’re probably overwhelmed by it all.

And how right he was, the third orgasm already building again. Benkei was quick to notice as he started to rub your bundle of nerves again, wanting to feel you squeeze around him again to throw him over the edge. Both men picked up their pace, eager to release with you when your thighs started to shake and Takeomi knew all too well what was about to follow so he pushed himself all the way inside of your throat.

This was all you needed, a gush of liquid drenching Benkei's abs as you came around them, squirting from the intensity of being so full.

Both men couldn't hold back any longer, groans and grunts echoed through the room as they came inside their condoms, hips slowing down before pulling out of you.

Takeomi picked you up without giving you a second to calm down and pushed you down on his length, wanting to release inside of you while you were babbling things that made no sense - fucked completely dumb when he emptied his load into your plush walls with a moan of your name. He held you close to himself after pulling out, not caring that his cum ran down his legs as it leaked from your abused hole.

“You were so good, my flower, such a good girl. Let’s get you cleaned up,” He hummed, suddenly being soft with you again.

All you could do was nod, too tired to form words, which made the three chuckle

“Maybe next time she can teach Shin how to fuck a woman,” Wakasa joked as He pushed a strand of hair behind your ear as Benkei got you some water after getting dressed again.

You kept falling asleep while Takeomi cleaned you up, barely hearing the sweet things he whispered to you, all you were able to catch was a soft “i love you”.

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[cherrylng]

100 Albums To Understand Muse - Part 7 [STYLE Series #004 - Muse (August 2010)]

MANIC STREET PREACHERS Gold Against The Soul (1993) After digesting punk, glam and hard rock from the first single to the first album, the band developed a more massive and epic stadium rock-oriented sound on their second album. The band's signature melodic melodies, weeping guitars, dramatic use of strings and literary lyrics reflecting their unique emotionality, etc. are all highly concentrated on this album. -I

MANSUN Six (1999) This is the second album by the heretics of the British scene, who have a weapon of graceful melodies and aggressive guitar sound, and who have eliminated the synths used in their previous album to challenge the limits of guitar rock. While each part is catchy, it is not bound by the concept of song structure, but rather, it is a series of modulations and time signature changes that seem to contain different songs within a single song, and the flow of the raging waves is breathtaking. -I

MARILYN MANSON Antichrist Superstar (1996) The occult rock guru's anti-Christian-themed career. Dominic praised the music video for ‘Beautiful People’, which was one of the biggest hits, although he said it was scary. They employed that director, Floria Sisismondi, for their ‘Supermassive Black Hole’ music video. It is a visual representation of a nightmarish world. -H

MARION This World And Body (1996) A band from the Manchester suburbs that emerged during the Britpop era, this unique foursome were the opposite of Oasis-like wildness and were distinctly out of step with the movement. Their songs, full of fading and melancholy, indulgent romanticism and intense emotion, are still vivid today. ‘Let's All Go Together’ is particularly recommended. -I

THE MARS VOLTA De-Loused In The Comatorium (2003) The Mars Volta was formed by the Afro brothers Cedric & Omar, formerly of At The Drive In. This is their debut album. Often described as ‘progressive music unique to the 00s’, its unpredictable avant-garde development is truly thrilling. The band's massive, dramatic performances have much in common with Muse. -K

MASAHIRO MASUDA Villa-Lobos: Guitar Works (2009) Composer known for writing Bach-like suites in the manner of Brazilian music. Matthew's influence was probably not that, but a collection of pieces written as guitar exercises. There are glimpses of Matthew's playing style in the stoicism with which he pursues the possibilities of guitar expression as well as technique. -M

MEGA CITY FOUR Sebastopol Rd. (1992) When the three Muse members were in junior high school, MC4, Senseless and Grebo-style covers were popular in and around the bands they were in. The influence of these influences could be seen in the melodies and harmonies of Muse's early songs before the band's debut. A cover of ‘Prague’ from the third album was simultaneously included on Muse's single ‘Resistance’ (2010). -I

MERCURY REV All Is Dream (2001) Veteran of the psychedelic-dreamy rock scene alongside the Flaming Lips, who made a name for themselves with 1998's “Disaster's Songs” and cemented their reputation with this 2001 album. The fragile voice of Jonathan Donahue (vocals) and symphonic playing create an iridescent dreamscape. The extraordinary landscape is shared by Muse. -K

Translator's Note: For once, I found not not one, but TWO albums that aren't available on YouTube at all, so the compromise that I took was that one was available on Spotify, while the other is only available for sale as a physical CD on the artist's main website.

[sandcastle-art]

YAY :)

OC-tober day 1: favourite oc! Can't have just one..

[nyerusnova]

i like the concept of reverse robins AUs in principle but my thing with them is that I simply do not think Tim would have become Red Hood

[xanfeursel]

i genuienly dont think ive obsessed over a character like i have with xan in a long hot minute.

[ogrepons]

It's been a while since anybody's seen Kieran outside. For one reason or another, he had kept himself holed up in his room, only coming out every now and then to help his grandfather, or Carmine, with chores around the village.

Today, however, you can spot him - crouched down in the forests surrounding his village, hugging his knees close to his chest with one arm. In his free hand is a stick, prodding at the ground, drawing nonsensical doodles in front of his Dipplin, not saying anything else.

He does seem to be in a somewhat better mood, though. Maybe - if you wanted to, you could approach him...

[bleach-your-panties]

More smut prompts to add to the other list!

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

Kinktober Masterlist

2023 (All Tokyo Rev characters)

Day 1 - Stuck in a wall (Sub Rindou)

Day 3 - Titfucking (Dom Emma, Dom Taiju)

Day 6 - Cockbulge (Sub Inui)

Day 8 - Lingerie (Sub Kokonoi)

Day 9 - Blindfold + Praise Kink (Sub Draken)

Day 12 - Facesitting (Sub Hinata)

Day 15 - Body Worship (Sub Hanma)

Day 16 - Hot Wax (Sub Baji)

Day 18 - Hickeys (Sub Mikey)

Day 19 - Double Penetration + Aphrodisiacs (Switch trans Senju + Sub trans Wakasa)

Day 21 - Chastity (Sub Takemichi)

Day 22 - Tentacles + Overstimulation (Sub Ran)

Day 25 - Sex Toys (Sub Kakucho)

Day 26 - Mirror Sex (Sub Kisaki)

Day 28 - Free Use (Sub Sanzu)

Day 28 - Dry Humping (Sub Kazutora)

Day 29 - Rimming (Sub Chifuyu)

Day 31 - Aftercare (Sub Izana)

2024 (mixed bag)

Day 5 - Selfcest (Sub Asmodeus)

Day 9 - Blasphemy (Sub Fyodor)

Day 18 - CBT (Sub Hakkai)

Day 20 - Period sex (Sub trans Sanzu)

[entirelysein-e]

『 Signs of love 』

☼ synopsis: flashbacks of a night spent with your lover, getting marked up as his and marking him as yours

☼ character: Hanma Shuji

☼ wc: 1.4k

☼ cw: fem!reader, afab!reader, sub reader, masturbation, unprotected sex, burning, fingering, overstimulation, cum eating

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Huffing out some air, you crossed your legs, the business meeting boring you out of your mind. You didn't think much about it until you noticed the gaze of your boss, Kisaki, falling to your ankle, eyes going wide before he fixed the tie around his throat, loosening it up a little before he continued to speak, trying not to let his gaze fall once more.

A shiver ran down your spine when you realized what he saw when your pants slipped up to reveal your ankle for everyone to see, the one responsible for the marks covering your delicate skin wore a knowing smirk, looking at his friend and boss with that smug face as your head drifted off to the previous night.

Your fingers were buried deep within your sopping cunt, massaging your sweet spot as your thumb drew lazy circles onto your clit. There was no need to finish fast, taking your time to build that orgasm, not caring that your boyfriend was just a room away, gaming and not giving you the attention you craved at the moment. Soft moans of his name left your lips, filling the room with sinful sounds alongside the squelching noise of your own wetness. Your moans weren't as soft and quiet as you thought, catching a glimpse of Shuji standing in the doorframe, a huff of smoke left his nose as he took in the sight of his beloved taking care of her needs because he was being so selfish.

“Enjoying yourself?” He asked with a grin, taking another drag of the cigarette that rested between his teeth. All you could do was whimper, too close to the edge to stop the movement of your fingers despite the slight humiliation you felt of being caught in this situation.

“Such a needy brat,” he mumbled and made his way over to the bed, dragging you closer to the edge by your ankle so your glistening cunt was on full display right in front of him as he pulled your hands away, swiftly taking hold of his cigarette to lean down so he could suck on your delicate fingers. Your taste mixing with the nicotine made him hum in delight before releasing your hand from his grasp and reaching for your ankles once more.

“So wet for me already… making sure I can fuck you right away. What a good girl you are,” he praised you while pushing down the hem of his sweatpants along with his underwear- just enough to free his hardened length. A whimper escaped your lips once more at the way the tip nudged against your clit as he collected your slick to make it easier when he slid in.

“You made such a mess out of yourself,” he teased, a huff of smoke leaving his lips as he takes the cigarette into his hand once more so he could let a glob of saliva dribble down onto your messy cunt, pushing himself into your entrance without further warning and bottoming out in just one thrust. A low groan rumbled in his chest at how your walls hugged him so snug, the warmth of your cunt making him shudder as he gave you a fraction of a moment to adjust before pulling out almost all the way, until just the tip remained inside of you just to pound into you repeatedly.

Your moans filled the room once more, louder this time as the noise of skin slapping against skinned joined the squelching noises of your wetness this time. Forgetting the cigarette between his lips, Shuji wrapped his arms around your thighs to pound into you better, but the fire of his cigarette grazed your skin ever so slightly “oh shi-” he wanted to apologize but the way you moaned and clenched around him made him hold back.

“Did you just moan?” He questioned with that smug grin, his hips coming to a halt until he saw you nod. A single moan fell from his lips at your response, leaning his head to the side and giving you a look

“Want me to do it again?” He asked curious, hips rocking into you slowly so you could form a proper sentence, needing to hear your permission out loud. “Yes… please,” you mumbled softly, panting at how close you were and he knew by the way your walls fluttered around him. The bud of the cigarette once more touched your skin, again and again. The red marks littered around your ankle until he pushed the bud out against your skin, making you squirm in pleasure and pain, the intense wave of your orgasm finally washing over you.

“You're so fucking beautiful like this,” he praised and tossed the burned out cigarette to the floor as he pounded into you with no regards of how sensitive you still were, chasing after his own release now. The fact that you trusted him to burn you made him lose his mind, cock twitching when he gazed down onto the round marks as he kissed them each, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot repeatedly and throwing you into another orgasm which made him follow.

Spurts of hot cum painted your walls white as his weight fell forward, now laying on the bed instead of standing in front of it and holding his weight up so he wouldn't crush you.

With a small hiss he pulled out after both of you caught your breath again and moved down your body to suck marks onto your skin only he would see, littering your body with proof that you're his and his alone.

When Shuji was done with worshiping your beautiful body he pushed some of his leaking cum back inside of you with his fingers, smirking up at you as he did so.

“Just making sure my girl is properly taken care of,” he chuckled as the pads of his slender fingers pushed against your sweet spot which made you moan once more from overstimulation, but you knew he needed this, seeing you fucked out, taking care of you in his own way.

His cum mixed with your arousal as it started to leak onto his hands. Shuji pulled out to rub your clit in fast circles- your mixed juices aiding as lube. It didn't take long to coax another orgasm from you, your bundle of nerves burning up as you moaned his name like a lewd prayer and his movements started to slow down. Not thinking much in your state of ecstasy you reached for his hand, licking the remnants of both your arousal off of his fingers, smiling sweetly at him before you pressed a kiss to his tattooed hand.

Small things like this made Shuji melt, feeling the love you put into everything you did, he crawled up to pull you into his arms. His back resting against the headboard as you cuddled into his side and as always he reached for the nightstand, needing a smoke after fucking you. His arm pulled you closer once the cigarette was lit, humming softly when he took the first drag before offering it to you and linking his hand with yours while closing his eyes to enjoy the moment.

The second he felt the warmth of the burning bud close to his hands they shot open, looking at you “what if I-” you couldn't finish your question before he pushed his hand into the bud, taking you off guard as you just wanted to tease him.

“Do it,” he dared you with a smirk. “Make them see I'm yours,” he continued as he placed you onto his lap, his cigarette still resting between your lips as your hand wrapped around his throat, cigarette slowly coming down to his chest as you gave him another look to wait for his approval.

“I'd be disappointed if I don't wear your initials” he smirked up at you and pushed your hand down ever so gently, wincing at the burning sensation right above his heart. The burns weren't deep, probably disappearing in a few days but in the meantime he would wear your initial burned to his heart, wanting you and everyone to know that he's entirely yours.

“Do you understand?” Kisaki asked which made you snap out of your little daydream, your cheeks heating up as you nodded “y-yeah,” you mumbled, your hand reaching for your ankle, your legs still crossed. The way your boss nervously cleared his throat when he connected the dots between the burns on Shujis hand and your ankle let you know that he was well aware of what must have happened.

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[janeromeroshow]

not quite sinday but could be interpreted as such?

anyway jane's ideal partner is someone who helps her forget that she's supposed to a public figure and a role model for millions of people she has never met and will never meet. someone who lets her just be a person with no sense of obligation or responsibility for a while.

[stcries]

the way i can sense my helluva boss muses are gonna skyrocket thanks to the new episode coming out in the next 24 hours.

[timeguardians]

~Open to all~ Muse: Susan Pevensie

"I'm looking for my brother. He-- THINKS-- he's a soldier." Well, that wasn't entirely true. He was known for professing that he was a KING of a far-away land. While that may be TRUE, those credentials hardly seemed to apply in the war-fractured colonies. "I realize that this may be absurd, but have you seen him?"

[sweptawxy]

You see this woman right here? You see this?? She never died. She’s alive and well, and living her best life. That’s it, that’s the headcanon.

[valorxdrive]

"Never stand down from finding a path you can call your own. Even if in the way of it, many, many things would welcome the chance to tear down those the emotion infused in that." Probability. The overprotective. The doubtful. There was an ocean of intent that serves as the rushing rapids against the strength of potential.

"What never stops being the most free is the Heart, for better and for worse."