#SILAS YOU'RE SO HOT AND I LOVE YOU

[mikrokosmcs]

La  esencia  pesada  y  embriagante  del  otro  debió  ser  su  primera  advertencia  de  que  las  cosas  estaban  yéndose  en  picada  entre  los  dos  y  aquella  conversación,  luego  vino  su  advertencia  con  respecto  a  lo  que  debería  o  no  decirle,  como  provocarlo,  como  desinflarle  ese  ego  tan  grande  que  tenían  como  semi-dioses,  especialmente  los  más  viejos  como  eran  Silas  y  Evander.  No  sabe  cual  era  su  objetivo  con  todo  aquello,  pero  no  esperó  que  tocase  tantos  nervios  sensibles  en  el  más  alto  porque  sus  colmillos  y  sus  ojos  rojizos  estaban  demostrando  que  el  alfa  en  su  interior  estaba  enfadado,  naturalmente  sus  propios  iris  dorados  se  tornan  en  un  azul  claro  y  se  tensa  sutilmente,  sintiéndose  en  peligro  hasta  el  punto  en  que  los  vellos  de  la  nuca  y  la  espalda  se  erizan  como  los  felinos.  Tarda  en  reaccionar,  porque  honestamente  no  esperaba  aquello,  por  lo  que  el  golpe  en  la  pared  le  arranca  un  quejido  y  sus  colmillos  también  crecen  propios  del  enfrentamiento,  gruñendo.  -  —Silas  —  -sisea  como  una  advertencia,  pero  poco  tiempo  tiene  de  reacción  porque  el  alfa  deja  ver  claramente  sus  deseos,  como  se  niega  a  perder  el  trofeo  que  muchos  querían  y  era  tener  como  omega  al  Rey  del  Sol,  conquistar  su  reino  y  enterrarse  profundo  en  su  interior.  Alastair  se  ríe,  cínico  y  divertido  con  aquello.  -  —Quiero  verte  intentándolo,  un  día  seré  de  otro  hombre  y  nunca  habrás  probado  de  mi  lo  que  tanto  quieres  —  -la  provocación  no  paraba  de  su  parte,  y  aunque  su  esencia  se  tiñe  con  ligero  miedo  por  no  poderse  liberar  del  agarre,  lo  que  predominaba  era  una  excitación  creciente  que  debería  ponerlo  en  vergüenza.  Jadea  cuando  el  otro  presiona  su  cuello  y  lo  inmoviliza  aún  más,  obligándolo  a  cerrar  los  parpados  y  tirar  ligeramente  la  cabeza  hacia  atrás  cuando  recibe  un  beso  brusco,  abusivo  y  depredador,  es  la  primera  vez  que  comparten  algo  como  eso  luego  del  juego  del  gato  y  el  ratón,  Alastair  podría  negarse  a  seguirle  el  juego,  pero  su  boca  se  abre  y  su  lengua  encuentra  la  contraria  a  medio  camino,  volviendo  a  gemir  suavecito  por  la  falta  de  oxígeno  regular,  removiéndose  como  un  animal  atrapado  hasta  que  sus  dientes  se  aprietan  en  contra  del  labio  inferior  del  alfa  y  busca  abrir  una  herida,  dándole  espacio  para  intentar  respirar  y  poder  hablar.  -  —Silas…  estas  lastimándome  —  -es  un  guerrero,  podría  pelear  de  regreso,  pero  estaba  en  el  reino  del  otro,  sería  como  buscar  la  guerra  entre  el  Olivo  y  el  Sol,  siendo  un  gran  no  para  todo  el  mundo  involucrado,  inclusive  para  los  otros  dioses.  Alastair  logra  liberar  una  de  sus  manos,  llevándola  directamente  hasta  la  muñeca  del  otro,  luego  a  su  pecho  donde  la  marca  estaba  y  entierra  suavemente  sus  uñas,  empujando  débilmente. 

Ser comparado con una persona más joven e inexperto es el primer detonante. Cualquier otro rey se tomarían esas palabras como ofensa y no dudarían en iniciar una pelea, pero Silas es capaz de controlar el impulso de estrangularlo porque está embobado en la belleza natural del omega y el aroma que desprende, haciendo que el metaxá y olivo -que los mantenía ocultos para no caer ante la tentación- aparecen de golpe, llenando de inmediato la habitación en una mezcla que volvería loco a quien se atreva a pisar el lugar.  “Si realmente no te importa con quién tenga sexo, ¿Por qué estás desesperado por mi atención?” arquea la ceja, ser restringido es el segundo detonante, desde que tiene el Reino del Olivo que hace lo que quiera. Suelta un gruñido cuando toca su torso y la marca que lo hace un semi dios, mirándolo y escuchándolo con atención, aunque en el fondo desee que cierra la hermosa boca que tiene o le de un mejor uso. No es así, nuevamente la ira le consume al ser visto un depredador inútil e incapaz de capturar su cena. “Será mejor que te detengas, cariño.” Advierte, siente sus colmillos crecer en medio de la estresante situación y cierra los ojos para calmar sus instintos. Pero el tiempo no podía prolongar lo inevitable por siempre y cuando menciona lo de tener control en su persona, sabiendo que Silas nunca ha cedido ni cederá en las relaciones carnales, es que el tercer detonante estalla. “Suficiente, Alastair.” Las palabras va cargada de rabia, sus iris se tornan rojos en cosa de segundos y las manos buscan las muñecas ajenas mientras lo guía hacia una pared. El aire se torna pesado y Silas ha perdido el control de su cuerpo ante el pensamiento que alguien más pueda tener al omega. “¿De verdad crees que otro alfa te marcará mientras yo siga con vida? Los mataré, a cada uno de ellos y luego enviaré sus cabezas insertadas en mis lanzas para que las uses de decoración rústica en las pirámides.” la voz es grave con una mezcla de molestia y excitación, todo rastro del Silas amigable y amigo de todos ha desaparecido y su bestia interior ha roto las cadenas que lo mantienen lúcido, como suele suceder un rut y solo tiene en mente poner su knot en un cálido lugar. La diestra sujeta de las muñecas ambos brazos del menor por sobre su cabeza, mientras la zurda va hacia el cuello sin marca, apretando sin medir su fuerza. “Aunque tarde mil años más, seré yo quien te tome, recuérdalo.” Junta ambas bocas bruscamente, moviéndolos con velocidad, mordiendo el labio inferior y su lengua busca abrirse paso por la cavidad ajena. Silas solo tiene una cosa en mente y espera obtenerla, de lo contrario tendrá que acabar con gente inocente hasta recuperar la cordura.

[venusbyline]

tvdu men + their favorite kinks

⚠️: Smut headcanons, female reader, BDSM themes, CNC mentioned, blood and bites mentioned, slight dark content. Damon, Elijah, Jeremy, Kai, Klaus, Kol, Silas and Sfefan headcanons included.

Damon Salvatore

• Blood kink. Damon loves blood. He likes hurting you during sex as many ways as possible, hitting you until blood comes out, marking you, biting you... Every way he can see you writhing and asking for more, or crying in pain/pleasure and begging him to stop (but without saying your safe word, because you actually DON'T WANT him to).

• Primal kink. If you're human, Damon likes acting as you're his prey. He hunts you on a deserted road, especially giving you a little time before he starts really hunting you, like hide and seek.

Elijah Mikaelson

• Master/slave. In my opinion, Elijah's one of the most canonically sadistic characters of the show, all of it just hidden in his fake perfection's mask . The master and slave dynamic it's perfect for him. You worship him, even when he tells you to rub your slutty pussy on his social shoes while you give him a head, making you cum just like that and then demanding you bend over and lick your own juices on his shoes. You also wear white lingerie and stay with your handcuffed hands behind your back for hours, willing to do whatever he tells you to do, thanks to your limits already pre-established well in advance.

Jeremy Gilbert

• Choking (before his Hunter's Mark). Jeremy was a real soft boyfriend, so switch but more on the sub side. He loved being choked, feeling your fingers squeezing his throat as you rode him fast, his hands holding your hips but without controlling your moves, just feeling the heat of your skin.

• Spanking (after his Hunter's Mark). This Jeremy's version it's much more dominant. He's so strong and hot... He loves to lay you down on his knee and spank your ass until it's burning red. Just like he also loves hiting you with his belt if you were being too bratty before.

Kai Parker

• CNC. Wow, Kai's a "human" red flag and that's why I love him. He has such dark desires, you couldn't help but be scared the first time he told you about his CNC/rapeplay kink. It took a while for you to convince yourself, but after you exposed your limits, you knew that it could happen at any moment and you always get excited waiting for it. Your whining while he hurts you and "forces" you to do these things it's a spur to both of you. The chase, the begging, the crying, the blood...

Klaus Mikaelson

• Choking. When he's fucking you, he doesn't miss the opportunity to grab your neck tightly, watching you gasp for air as his hand cuts off your breath, fucking you harder and hearing your strangled moans.

• Degradation. He loves to humiliate you (but only during sex). Calling you degrading pet names and making you feel worthless and pathetic. When it's the aftercare time, the first things he does it's lie down next to you, hugging you and fill you with so much soft words, proving tthat everything he said before wasn't true.

Kol Mikaelson

• Daddy kink. He's not that rough on relationships, we know that (isn't that right, Davina?). But he still likes being dominating you during sex, even if in a soft way. He likes you calling him daddy and acting like his submissive little girl. He punishes you as many times as you need but always spoils you if you're a good girl to him.

Silas

• Degradation & Edging. Silas's so... Silas. So hot and sarcastic. He loves degrading you sometimes, but he's more mocking than Klaus. I guess that's why I also picture him as someone with an Edging kink. He doesn't just degrades you and treats you as someone less than him, but he also shows that by denying your orgasms for HOURS, and after he's satisfied seeing your crying and pleading, he makes you cum until you squirt and say your safe word. Just like Klaus, the moment sex it's over he treats you like his goddess.

Stefan Salvatore

• Primal kink (as Ripper). Ripper Stefan's so cruel and dark... He loves Primal Roleplay. He's addicted to chasing you as if you were his prey, as if you were just one of the stupid humans he feeds on. You play this prey role very well, even allowing him to feed on you at these times.

• Pet play. Stefan in his (considerably) normal sane state isn't as so dominant and rough, but he's yet a little kinky. You're his bunny, he wants you to play this role very well during this roleplay tok. Wearing lingerie, plugs with tails, acting slightly like a bunny...

[darkbluekies]

The OCs search history <3

Silas:

"How to take care of ptsd in partner"

"How to make someone stop crying"

"How to make your partner forgive you"

"Best restaurant"

"Dark web"

"Diamond ring/neckace/earrings/bracelet"

"Best steak"

"How to stop people from gawking at my partner"

"Protein powder"

"Best soap to wash away blood from skin"

"Best detergent to wash away blood from clothes"

"Best cleaning supplies to wash away blood from walls"

"Best spray to keep blood smell away"

"Five star restaurant booking"

"Why are my clothes thrown out the window?"

Dr Kry:

"Morphine"

"Book series without explicit scenes"

"Healthy recipes"

"How to frame someone for murder"

"Am I secretely perverted"

"Forged signatures without watermark"

"Protein shakes"

"What happens if you mix poision with alcohol"

"Puzzles"

"PG-13 rated movies without angst or horror"

"Plushies"

"Needles"

"How to become an author?"

"How to know if your strict childhood has had any impact on your mental health"

"How to get over your phobia for germs?"

"Strong caffeine drinks"

King Edmund (let's pretend he has internet for a hot minute):

"Is it really dictatorship if I let people complain"

"Ptsd test"

"Why doesn't my wife talk to me?"

"Nightmare analysis"

"How to cheer up an angry wife"

"Can a queen rule over a king?"

"How much alcohol can you drink before you get knocked out?"

"Beatiful dresses for a queen"

"Jewelry for a queen"

"Are public executions a good fear tactic?"

"How do women's anatomy work?"

"Can you punish theft by death?"

"Can you cook rats?"

"Why are little kids scared of me?"

Jerry:

"Is drinkable bleach a thing????"

"What to do if your s/o is a fucking loser"

"Is saying 'you're an idiot' synonyms for 'i love you'?"

"Guns"

"Knives"

"Sexy outfits that doesn't make me look like a fucking clown"

"How to ask someone out on a date without sounding like a loser"

"Impressive date ideas"

"Alcohol that will make me forget today, yesterday, tomorrow and a week forward"

"Spare parts to motorcycle"

"Why am I so fucking cool?????"

"Why am I so fucking miserable?????"

"How to hug your s/o without it being cringe"

"How to make your motorcycle go much faster?"

"Boxing gloves"

"40 boxes of *your favorite snack*"

Hedwig:

"Aestethic wedding ideas"

"Is baby trapping illegal?"

"Is nepotism really that bad?"

"How to guilt trip someone"

"Utterly obsessed with my partner"

"How to be a good kisser"

"Dark web"

"Buy hitmen"

"How to bankruptcy someone"

"How to impress your partners parents"

"Best flowers for dates"

"Best hotel resorts for couples"

"Can you become a super model without school grades"

"Love poems"

"Poison"

"*your adress*"

"Best perfumes to seduce someone"

"*your instagram*"

"*your name*"

"How do I know if I'm blocked on social media"

[kayhi808]

So I was thinking about first crush and after your Uncle Steve one shot I was wondering what would Bucky do if reader and/or Abby got sick?

Maybe reader gets sick so he offer to take care of Abby while she gets better or Abby gets sick and she only wants Bucky. And his left hand is cool enough that it relieves her fever, which only makes Abby love his left arm more!

Idk if you had something planned for the series like this so feel free to ignore!

Anyways I love the series so much!

Val, you are the sweetest!! Thank you so much for you support and for always being so encouraging! xoxo

"What are you doing here??" You opened your door to find Bucky with a bag of take-away food. Your hands go to your hair trying to tidy up your appearance. Abby's had a fever and is miserable. So, you're a bit of a mess as well.

He drops a kiss on your brow, "You sounded beat on the phone. I thought I'd bring over dinner and help out if I can."

"No, I don't want you catching whatever she has, shaking your head & nudging him towards the door.

"Super serum. I don't get sick." He gives you a smug smile.

"Mama!" You hear Abby start to cry. "Pwease help, Mama." You turn away from Bucky and rush to Abby's room. "I called-ed you, Mama! You runs away."

"No, baby. I'm here. Mama's here." You sit on the bed and cradle her in your arms, rocking her. "I had to answer the door." You press your lips to her brow and it's still hot with fever.

"What happened here?" Bucky walks into Abby's bedroom and Abby cries harder.

"I...I sick and doctor says I has to take yuck me'cine." Abby throws her head back sobbing dramatically like the drama queen that she is. You roll your eyes and glare at Bucky because you see the mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

"No he didn't!"

"He did! And I don't wike it!"

"How dare he treat my girl like that!"

"I knows," wiping her snotty face into your shirt.

"Ew, Abby!"

"C'mere Princess." He holds his arms out to her & you pass her over while getting tissue to wipe her nose. She fights you and it only makes her cry harder into Bucky's shoulder. You're ready to scream as well.

"Why don't you take a shower? Calm down. I got her." He drops a kiss at your temple and another on your neck. "Take as long as you need. We'll be fine." You're on the verge of tears at his kindness. "Go. You need this. It's ok."

You're able to pull yourself back together. Cleaning yourself of sweat, tears and baby snot. You stay in there until you run out of hot water.

Feeling human again, you find Bucky laying on the couch with Abby. Her little body is wrapped around Bucky's Vibranium arm. Her cheek is squashed up against his arm and she looks peaceful. You brush the back of your fingers against her forehead and its cool to the touch.

"Feel better, doll?"

You give him a smile but before you can answer, Abby pipes up, "I's good."

"You feel better, my baby?" Kneeling down by them.

"Bucky's arm is so cold. I loves it." She closes her eyes and snuggles around his arm and falls asleep.

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[meo-eiru]

Super Nerdy Darling who loves all things anime,gaming and DND Absolutely thriving with Elias.

"Babe I'm having trouble with this boss let me cock warm you so I'll focus better"

" There's a cosplay event next month we are totally going you'll look so hot as Sesshomaru from Inuyasha~"

Game rage mode " You incel virgins got nothing on my Sexy as hell boyfriend I'm gonna blow all your brains out then I'm gonna blow him just to drive it through your skulls how awesome I am!!"

Same Darling with Silas

" Log Date it has been a week since iv last played any video game I can already feel my ranks slipping the new season of Dragon prince dropped a day after I was taken how will know if the sexy evil star elf Daddy escapes or not I fear I'm losing my mind for I am talking into Pinecone for my phone went dead long ago a long with any hope of sanity if anyone gets the message which I doubt send A Generator a TV and PS5 cough cough cough"

Having a giant sexy elf boyfriend is amazing if you're a nerd because he's literally an ELF and is beautiful, stunning, spoils the hell out of you and take care of all your needs

But also his house has no internet connection or electricity so neither can you play online games or charge your phone after it dies and you can just feel your rank dropping to hell on all your games but no matter how much you complain about it Silas doesn't understand the problem because he has the same technological knowledge as a grandpa from 1800s and he says if you want to play you can just play with him

[kierahn]

yandere police officer x wanted criminal male reader :D?

A GAME OF TAG. [ y ! police officer x m ! criminal reader ]

yandere ! police officer x criminal ! male reader

warnings:

suggestive content (16+)

agressive handling from yan! officer

request/ask here.

a rushed update since i haven't posted in a while :] i have a long weekend ahead, i might be able to catch up with writing some of the piled up requests in my inbox.

× silas cromwell. it was a known fact to everyone in town that he and you were long-term rivals; like the two opposing sides of a coin. you were his favorite criminal. but you ? you didn't really like him that much; all snugged and smug in his police uniform. you were not one to get along with his kind too well.

× this game of cat and mouse between you and silas had been going on for about 2 years now. the young officer would always find himself facing a dead end everytime he tried to uncover your real identity. it was a pain in the ass for silas to chase someone he didn't know much about around.

× it was a frustratingly long chase, but silas would always find himself grinning at the thought of emerging as the victor of this game of chase you had started. little by little, his obssession with you grew.

× and, finally, he claimed sweet victory. what was more sweeter than having the most notorious mastermind himself in his grasp ? after 2 years of restlessly pursuing you, he finally had you on the tip of his fingers.

× "so what do you intend to do now, dear officer ?" the criminal asks smugly, his hands cuffed behind him and a blindfold taking away his vision as he sat on his knees before the officer. a delicious sight for silas to take in. "hand me over to the 'authorities' ? let their so-called justice deal with me ? tell me," you continued to prod him for answers, your smug smile never fading. oh, how he would love to break through that confident facade of yours.

× "i believe you don't fully understand, y/n." silas draws out after snapping out of his thoughts, standing before your kneeled form. a cold hand placed itself under your chin, sending a shiver up your spine. "i'm the authority. i'll be the one delivering justice." his voice dropped to a hauntingly low tone, holding a hint of threat that made something inside of you click.

× all this time, you've been the one in charge of leading the chase between you two; the one who was always on top of the game you yourself started. but now silas had taken the control out of your hands.

× "it seems like you're finally starting to realize," silas' voice started to move around you, your lack of sight heightening your sense of hearing. "GH–!" a harsh blow to your stomach causes you to slouch over in pain, a pained groan escaping your lips.

× you violently coughed, the harsh kick causing your breath to stop for a second. you pant heavily, drool spilling from your lips. for a flimsy officer like him, silas really knew how to use his feet to make it hurt. "that was very foul move, officer–" a cough, then a mocking laugh. "kicking down a defenseless opponent is completely unnecessary."

× a tug to your hair and a large hand encasing your cheeks tightly into a bruising grip. your laid-back attitude was starting to get on his nerves. why weren't you cowering in fear before him like he had expected ? you weren't taking him seriously at all.

× "y/n l/n, you have some nerve." you could sense that silas was very, very close to you with how his hot breath kissed the tip of your nose. however, you remained unfazed. you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing you all vulnerable.

× but he would get his satisfaction either way. he always gets his way. "maybe we can find a better use for that pretty mouth of yours." his grip on your cheeks slightly loosened, his thumb glazing over your lower lip.

× "consider this my reward for winning this childish game of tag."

[disciplesofthelamb]

"Greetings, fellow loyal cultists, as many of you already know, our great leader, The Lamb, has been very busy. But do not fret, I, Silas, have been left in charge as their loyal disciple-"

"Correction, WE were left in charge."

"Have some manners Briar, I am speaking."

"No, because you always do this! Why are you acting like you're better than us?!"

"AHEM, anyway... Like our dear friend Silas was saying, we were left in charge in the case of our leader being unavailable, so we will be happy to answer any queries you may have!"

"Thank you all for your attention, have a blessed day. Remember to praise The Lamb!"

Art I was gifted (Thank you!)

Silas and Dotty by @bididoodles: here.

Briar, Dotty and Silas by anonymous artist: here

WARNINGS

⸸ This blog may depict sensitive topics that may be triggering to some, and although I do try to put content warnings when needed, I often forget.

⸸ This blog is a work in progress, things are subject to change.

⸸ NO NSFW, suggestive asks are fine.

⸸ English is not my first language, please forgive any mistakes. 💔

⸸ Not all asks are answered.

⸸ Specify which character your ask is meant for, otherwise I will choose at random.

[About the characters under the cut!]

ABOUT THE CHARACTERS

[Silas, Briar and Dotty are my own cult of the lamb ocs! Here are a few things about them:

Briar is diligent and good at keeping things in order, but she struggles with properly communicating and sympathizing with others, so she can often come off as blunt and insensitive. Due to this, she has learned to mostly keep to herself. Despite that, having a strong sense of justice and not a lot of patience means that she often gets into arguments with other cultists (Something she is trying to work on.)

☾ Briar (She/Her) : A rescue from Anura, she was found by the lamb along with Dotty in the ruins of their old village. She became a disciple becase she complimented the lamb when they were having a bad day and just happened to be level X.

She enjoys working in the lumberyards.

Likes: Painting, Anything pumpkin-flavored, Rain, Napping, Woodcarving, Watching the sunrise, Stuffed animals, Jewelry, Carpentry, Dotty.

Misc info: Tries to avoid conflict (fails). Prefers to stay indoors. She just wants some peace and quiet frfr. I lied before, she probably would yell at you tbh. Has a terrible case of RBF. Perfectionist?? kinda. She doesn't actually hate Silas, she's just overly critical of everything he does because he's an asshole + she likes making fun of him.

Voice claim: Lady Redundant Woman/Beatrice from Wordgirl

Follower traits: Zealous, Ascetic, Hot Tempered

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✭ Dotty (Any pronouns) : A rescue from Anura, she was found by the lamb along with Briar in the ruins of their old village. She became a disciple because she refused to work without Briar.

Dotty is cheerful and energetic, she can be a bit of a pushover since she doesn't like seeing others upset or holding grudges. She always tries to see the best in people, which can sometimes make her seem gullible as she has a hard time believing people may have ill intentions. Some may say that they have seen her sneaking around in the dead of night, but there's no way someone as sweet as her would have anything to hide!

She does a little bit of everything around the cult, but farming is where she's most comfortable.

Likes: Walks in the forest, Bugs, Berries, Arts and crafts, Foraging, Sewing, Strawberry jam, Diced apples, Stuffed animals, Briar, Puzzles.

Misc info: She has like a billion hobbies and she loves all of them. Very fidgety for seemingly no reason. Collects rocks. She will make you a friendship bracelet a day after meeting you. Addresses people by pet names when she can't remember their name. Prolly ate a lot of dirt and sand as a child. Veryyy clumsy. Dotty is just a nickname, her real name is Dorothy, but she never tells anyone that.

Voice claim: Raggedy Ann from Raggedy Ann & Andy: A Musical Adventure

Follower traits: Unrepentant, Strong Constitution

Pinterest board:

✦ Silas (He/him) : A rescue from Darkwood, he was found as he was about to be sacrificed in Leshy's name. After his rescue he swore to devote himself to the lamb for the rest of his days, yet he was the first to dissent when faith got too low. He became a disciple because the lamb "Thought he was cute."

Silas can often be unpleasant and uncooperative, and after his brother's passing he isolated himself completely, refusing to give anyone he wasn't particularly interested in the time of day.

Silas does not enjoy working. After becoming a disciple he completely gave up on doing most of the tasks around the cult. When he does decide to work, it's either cooking, praying, or refining materials. He was banned from working at the drinkhouse because he kept taking the drinks for himself.

Likes: Formal clothing, Journaling, "Research" (reading YA romance novels), Tea, Writing, Scented candles, Silver jewelry, Fountain pens, Red wine, Overpriced cigarettes.

Misc info: Manwhore, terrified of commitment. Chronically jealous. Calls himself a "hopeless romantic" but his standards are too high to actually date anyone. He'll tell you that he likes old literature but if you ask for recommendations he won't have any. Acts confident but is actually rlly insecure. Thinks that writing shitty love poems is peak romance. Knows how to play chess, but he sucks at it. Cares a lot about his appearance. Lazy, refuses to do manual labor (he might chip a nail :C). Had a younger brother named Mylo (which he asked the lamb to rescue not long after joining himself) they drifted apart soon after he became a disciple.

Voice claim: Ashton Fox from Fantastic Mr. Fox (placeholder)

Follower traits: Lustful, Materialistic, Poet

Pinterest board:

⸸ Playlists for all three can be found here

⸸ Additional info: Briar is a snowshoe hare, Silas is a striped hyena, and Dotty is a raccoon.

Silas is the oldest of the group, he joined the cult before the other two.

Silas is 6'1 (185 cm), Dotty is 5'4 (162 cm) and Briar is 5'2 (157 cm). I have no idea if those measurements are accurate idk how feet work.

Briar and Dotty are dating, they have been since before The Lamb indoctrinated them.]

"Briar speaks like this."

ROLEPLAY INFO

"Dotty speaks like this."

"Silas speaks like this."

Actions look like this.

[Moderator speaks like this.]

Others

@askacultleader (My other blog!) and @no-less-than-a-lambgod As our glorious leader

@ask-theredcrown As our Lord, The One Who Waits

@ask-thegreencrown and @he-ofhavoc As Leshy

@askthe-yellowcrown As Heket

@ask-thebluecrown As Kallamar

@ask-thepurplecrown As Shamura

@ask-thepurplecrownbearer As The Goat

Mortals/Miscellaneous entities

@askthe-littlepoet As... Who's this one again?

@the-sleepydragon As Imora

@tomb-the-god As Tomb

@keni-the-moth As Keni & Candy

@askdennycotl As Denny

@the-followers-of-them As other cultists!

@helob-the-spider As Helob

@terrorofthetarots As Clauneck

@ask-kudaai-the-weaponsmith As Kudaai

@ask-thefox As The Fox

[Hello everyoneeeee it's me Zip again, I made another blog :3

@follower-of-the-old-faith As Ratau

This is purely to indulge myself because these guys have been infecting my brain for a while now.

If I forgot to add you in my pinned post or if you would like to be removed please tell me!!]

[lilithaban]

johnny suh birthday special

pairings: johnny x female reader

— filo setting

🖋️: smut!

warning: mature content, 🔞, profanities, overstimulated, dirty talks, birthday s!x

posted: february 9, 2023

raw and unedited!

happy reading!

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"Babe, you really fit to be on Single Inferno or Love Island"

It's true though! the way he's built is definitely for shows like that hot chicks will flock on him.

"Hmm maybe? you want me to join?"

Gusto ko nang kurutin sa tagilirin itong si Johnny habang hawak ang surfboard.

Tangina naman ng boyfriend ko ang hot. Dali-dali kong kinuha camera ko atsaka kinuhanan ito ng litrato. His tattoo looks so good on him.

"Omg babes look at that man! he looks so yummy!!"

"Shet ang pogi, lapitan natin? malay mo dilig na yan!"

Bago pa naman makalapit samin yung mga impokrita tumakbo na ako kay johnny at yumakap sa mga bisig niya. Hinigit ko agad mukha niya at hinalikan.

Napangisi na lang ako nang marinig sila. Cue na rin nila yon para tigilan pagpapantasya sa boyfriend ko 'no.

"Damn, don't you dare join that shit show ha!"

Tumawa lang ito at biglang pinisil dibdib ko. Namula mga pisngi ko at tumingin-tingin sa paligid. "Fuck johnny stop doing that! nasa beach tayo hello!"

Tinaas naman nito ang dalawang kamay niya at marahang tumawa. "Okay, but after we get back to our hotel, I'll do more. You should be aware that your hot pink bikini was really stunning. Later, sweetie, I'm going to fuck that ass."

Para akong mahihimatay sa sinabi niya. At kumindat pa nga ang loko!

We surf all day long till we become tired of it. Johnny asked if I would like to join him in there because he is a surfer, so I did. I love support him achieve all of his goals. Before the sun sets, we eat samgyup and take a brief stroll down the coast.

And here we are in our room. Devouring each other's lips. I am holding to his hair when his kisses goes down to my neck living hickeys. He quickly removed my bikini top exposing my boobies there.

"I told you I'm gonna fuck you tonight"

"Oh my god mhmmm" impit akong napapa-ungol dahil sa paghalik ni johnny sa dibdib ko. His brushing his tongue on my nipple caused my back to arch.

"Fuck johnny this is torture, just fuck the life in me," nahihirapan kong sabi habang paulit-ulit sinusupsop ng kanyang bibig utong ko havang ang isang kanay nito hinihimas kaliwang dibdib ko.

"Oh, my baby's hungry. Don't worry I will. Just let me finish my meal,"

Gusto ko nang sabunutan si johnny dahil parang lalabasan na ako sa ginagawa niya. Ilang supsop pa alam ko sa sarili kong nilabasan ako. Tangina.

Nang magsawa siya sa dibdib ko agad niyang winarak bikini underwear ko. Hinalikan ang hita ko paakyat sa puke ko.

Halos mahigit ko na hininga ko nang naramdaman kong inaamoy niya ang ari ko. Fuck

Nagsunod-sunod na ungol ko nang bigla niting halikan ang ari ko at himas-himasin ang g spot ko.

"Ooh damn johnny right there!"

His tounge hitting the right place. "God you're so good babe"

"Hmm" mas lalong lumakas ungol ko nang magpasok ito ng dalawang daliri sa puke ko habang patuloy na ninanamnam ari ko.

"Shit fuck... Oh my god please fuck me johnny I don't want foreplay anymore. Just insert that big dick on me"

I almost cry in so much pleasure his giving me. I didn't notice rin na nilabasan na ako for second time. Hindi ko na narinig sinabi nito dahil pinasok na nito ang ari niya sa puke ko.

"Fuck that hole. still so tight as fuck"

"This pussy's built only for me to fuck you"

"Mmhhh"

Puro ungol na namin ang naririnig sa kwarto. I don't know if anyone can hear us doing some job here but we don't give a fuck.

His thrust is going wilder and faster now. Sumasabay na rin ako sa ritmo dahil sa sobrang sarap ng bawat pagsalpukan ng ari naming dalawa. Tanging pag-alog ng kama, mga ungol at mura, at ang patuloy na pagtugtog ng rnb lamang ang tanging maririnig sa kwarto.

"Putangina babe"

"That fuck your pussy's choking my dick"

"It's so good!"

"Aa-aahhhhh"

Napasigaw ako dahil bigla na lang akong nilabasan.

"Mmhmm babe nilabasan na ata ako"

Kinapit ko ang mga binti ko sakanya bilang suporta dahil hindi pa rin ito nilalabasan. "Mmhhmm you are overstimulating babe"

"I know, I'll let you fuck the life in me until you are fucking satisfied"

His smiled even though he's banging me so much. I can see his happy and lust in his eyes.

"Then I'll do you in every possible way"

I smiled, grabbed his face, and kissed him.. "Happy birthday, Johnny. I love you so much"

[r0-boat]

Royal Schedule

Beegearstation + bonus guests!

The Royal has a busy schedule

Gn!reader( no set pronouns the reader is called Princess once)

Cw: oviposition, slight breeding kink, harem, gangbang

Dawn

Meeting with the Hive Scouts Leader

Bee!Cole

He let out a purr feeling his Royal's fingers comb through his red hair. you are still groggy from waking up this morning so he took it upon himself to wake you up with some "exercise." starting out with some stretches, he folds you in half legs over his shoulders. His twitching cock rutting against your sex.

He completely towers over you. Part of him wants to worship you, yet another part wants to destroy you, cover his dear highness in his cum. Cole smirks at the thought of the Kings raging in jealousy when their Royal comes back, reeking of the Scout leader's Scent.

A snarl rips from his throat as he slams his hips down onto you. Filling you to the brim with one thrust. All the other Scouts are out hunting, so he has plenty of time to fill you up.

Morning

Training with the Royal guard/army General

Bee!Silas

Silas sobs were muffled by the gag in his mouth, his arms tied behind the chair as he's forced to endure your teasing. all the while you sit so pretty in his lap his cock pulsating between your thighs as you play with it with your small human hands. his eyes staring holes in your thighs, longing to feel his cock in between them.

" I wonder what would the hive think if they knew our strongest bee in combat was this pathetic under their monarch?"

You purr; Silas's breathing grows heavier, bucking his hips, his dick now beginning to leak precum, his eyes half-lit with lust, his full attention on you. Your degrading words greatly aroused him.

Noon

Lunch with the Advisor

Bee!Rika.

With a hand on her chin is she leans against the table watching you as you pick at your food.

" why aren't you eating dear I made that especially for you, can't rule Hive on an empty stomach princess~"

You shoot a glare at her before finally stabbing something with your fork. her smile widening before giving you an exaggerated surprised look.

" Woah seems that no one taught you manners, oh well as always I guess it's my job to put you in your place," she hums her finger rolling over a button on the remote in her hand.

Immediately you drop your fork, the toy deep inside you buzzes to life. She bites her lip feeling warmth in her core, "yeah thats it. Just gives in for me, and when you're done being a little brat, come sit in my lap and kiss me."

Afternoon

A check up with the Royal Physician

Zero

You squirm underneath his touch his hands gently kneeding your hips, murmuring to himself. his antennas twitch noticing your sudden movement.

" Are you ticklish right there beloved? Good. It means the royal jelly has been successfully changing you making you more sensitive in the places that matter-,"

he Rambles grabbing and squeezing your thighs your hips. His other hand is cupping your chest before pressing his thumb on your nipple.

" you're so beautiful my love I can never get enough of you, I'll have to schedule another appointment with you soon."

You can help but squeeze your thighs together his hands all over your body pinching, teasing stroking, squeezing, with all four of his hands all over your body you try not to melt in his touch. all the while you can see his cocks slowly protruding out of his slit. Yet Zero himself seems to pay no mind focusing purely on how your body reacts to his touch.

" I would like to, examine your more intimate places if that's okay with you "

Dusk

Free Time

Drones

With one drone occupying your mouth with his while another one kisses you all over, with a third drone's cock nestled in your plush thighs they put you to sit back and relax while they take care of you. They chatter to one another how they would run a bath make you a nice hot cocoa and give you a massage, as they coo about how much they love you.

The third drone between your thighs begs to fill you. tears in his eyes because he's close but wants to cum inside.

Other drones attracted to the sweet scent of their Royal in pleasure, gather murmuring of how lucky these three in particular are, longing for their hands to feel the soft skin of their highness.

Your dear drones never want to pressure you into anything you don't want to do, so they sit and watch, waiting for your back and call. Eagerly waiting to fulfill any requests you give them.

Evening

Nightly Egg routine

Ingo&Emmet

Your face pressed against the mattress as Emmet has a hold of your arms, pulling you back onto him as he pounds you

"Take it, Take it! Take it all!" Emmet growls thrusting is deep as he can inside of you before stilling his hips; you dig your teeth into the sheets trying not to scream and pleasure with each egg Emmet nestles deep inside of you. he runs a hand through your hair leaning down to litter your shoulders with kisses.

But you were far from done, as soon as Emmet slides out of you, a new cock takes its place. Ingo groans as he slowly pushes himself inside of you, eager to fill you up with his own clutch. He has been thinking about this all day, seeing your belly grow around with his eggs, hoping that at least one of them will take.

You're broken whimpers of being too full went straight to his cock, his antenna twitching as he took in your sweet scent.

Ingo folds you in half, legs over his shoulders. he pounds down into you, wanting to reach as deep as possible to stuff you more with his eggs. He practically creams when you squeeze around him, milking him. Your broken sobs are begging for him to fill you. He loses it, roaring in pleasure, slamming down onto you, his abdomen pulsating as he fills you with egg after egg. Daring not to pull out of you until he's completely emptied himself inside of you.

[melmedardasworld]

Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Who Got Her Revenge

Qetsiyah delivers her promised torment on Silas

The Other Side

A perpetual gloom hung heavy in the muggy air, casting a wan pall over the entire realm. The landscape, a mirror of the mortal world, is eerily desolate. Gnarled trees reach their skeletal limbs toward the foggy sky. Amidst this silent wasteland, a stone sculpture lies in the center of a clearing. The slab, covered in enchanted scripts in Aramaic, marked the focal point of distorted energy. A spectral hand reaches out, attempting to touch the humanoid bust, but the male's fingers pass through without effect.

A slither of frustration rose within Silas as he realized the full extent of powerlessness. "Beaten through the combined efforts of a teenage witch and my crazy ex." Lost in thought of his defeat, Silas suddenly keeled over when a searing pain tore through his stomach from the inside. His mouth dropped, but he suppressed the cry ripping from his burning throat. Silas's body shuddered from the aftermath of the sudden soul passing through for the nth time.

Silas muffled grunts turned into a wheezy chuckle. "You think this is going to break me, Qetsiyah?! I was desiccated for 2000 years. I can handle pain double that amount!"

"No need to keep track of time," The sultry voice brushed and whispered close by, "we have an abundance of it together." Silas whipped around. The shadows on his face twisted at the sight of the beautiful woman.

Recovered from the numbing pain, Silas narrowed his eyes and smirked, aiming to strike at Qetsiyah's deepest vulnerabilities. "You think this will break me? You've already given me what I wanted. You released my true love from her torment. Amara is at Peace. Nothing that you can do here will ever change that. You were merely a means to an end, and like the lovesick fool, you gave it to me."

Qetsiyah's eyes glinted with amusement as she observed Silas's futile attempts to hurt her. She had long forgotten those feelings. Qetsiyah didn't say anything but flashed Silas a soft and lovely smile.

Silas grinned like a madman." You love me. No matter what I've done or how much pain I've caused you, you'll never stop loving me. You know you do, Qetsiyah. This prison proves it."

"I did love you once, and then you broke my heart," Qetsiyah answered calmly, her smile unwavering. She had long since accepted the twisted nature of her feelings for Silas, and his taunts could no longer shake her resolve. Qetsiyah had heard all his cruel words before, his repetitive egocentric claims and immortalized love for Amara.

Qetsiyah raised her hand in a dismissive gesture. A tingle crept up Silas's spine, and he whipped around when countless apparitions surrounded them. He stiffened, anticipating the agony that was to come. Qetsiyah's narrowed eyes sharpened beautifully at the edges and gleamed as she manipulated the very nature of the Anchor, her creation, the Other Side, her domain, and the Spirits waiting to pass with childish ease.

"Since you're so confident in your convictions, let's put it to the test, shall we?" In an easy, fluid motion, Qetsiyah waved her hand. She dismissed the invisible barrier she had placed, allowing a torrent of freshly departed supernatural souls to appear and pass through Silas all at once.

The moment the partition vanished, Silas braced himself for the imminent onslaught. But nothing could have prepared him for the excruciating torment that followed. Once the first soul passed through, it felt like a white-hot blade slicing through his core. Silas gasped, his body tensing as the pain intensified. The sensation was akin to being flayed alive, each nerve ending set ablaze by a relentless fire that seemed to consume him from the inside out.

The second one tore through him like a barbed whip, ripping at his spirit with a ferocity that left him breathless. Silas gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with shock and horror at the relentless brutality of the assault.

As more and more souls surged through him, the pain only grew, each soul carving its own unique path of destruction through his being. Every ounce of suffering the departed had experienced was channeled directly into Silas, amplified a hundredfold. His immortal essence was stretched and torn, twisted and shredded, as the relentless tide of agony threatened to overwhelm him completely.

Silas's screams grew louder, more desperate, until they were nothing more than ragged, anguished sobs. His body trembled, convulsed, and writhed in torment, every muscle and tendon straining against the onslaught. His vision blurred through the haze of pain, his surroundings twisting and warping in a nightmarish kaleidoscope of color and shadow.

The air around him seemed to vibrate with the intensity of his pain as if the Other Side was recoiling from the brutality of his torment. But he was immortal. Silas possessed an infinite physical and spiritual life span, immune to death.

Finally, as the last of the supernatural souls passed through him, Silas's body went limp, his spirit battered and raw. The once-proud Immortal lay broken, now a tormented shell of his former self. In the aftermath of the indescribable pain, he struggled to draw breath, his mind reeling from the intensity of the experience.

"...your reality now, Silas. You will endure this pain for all eternity, and you can do nothing to escape it." Qetsiyah muted voice gradually trickled through his ringing ears. Silas's eyes flickered with pain and hatred as he looked upon Qetsiyah. Her captivating presence taunted him, a cruel reminder that love had led him to this infinite torment. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, framing the delicate contours of her face. Her eyes, a deep, enchanting brown, shimmered with triumph. Even her lips, curved in a sinister smile, held a cruel kind of beauty.

As Silas lay there, his spirit bruised and battered, he knew his torture had just begun. He would be subjected to this pain and suffering, a never-ending dance of retribution. But even in his weakened state, Silas clung to a flicker of defiance, a stubborn refusal to be defeated. "Give me your best shot."

Qetsiyah's lips curved. "Don't worry. I will."

They were bound together in this realm of perpetual gloom, locked in an eternal dance of suffering and retribution. The realization that the nightmare had just begun began to sink in, but deep within Silas's soul, a flicker of defiance still burned, refusing to be extinguished.

The spectral energy in the clearing swelled as a timeless woman of beauty that echoed her ancient lineage drifted into the scene. She emanated an aura of calm, counteracting the chaotic air of the Other Side. Her dark gaze was steady as she took in the sight of Silas, writhing in the aftermath of his torment. Her eyes, however, held a more profound layer of caution as they moved onto Qetsiyah.

"Taking pleasure in the suffering of others?" The woman's voice held a trace of disappointment, but her gaze remained unwavering.

Qetsiyah, unperturbed, turned to face her descendant. "Ayana, here to nag and judge me again? Know that none of it has any sway here."

[theflirtmeister]

don't apologize for reblogging this regularly you're helping my game continue to live <333 but also:

8, 21, and 30!

8. Recommend a ficlet under 1000 words.

you have definitely already read this, but: (modern love) gets me to the church on time - silas/colum, colum being dramatic, silas being the child that he is, makes me want to eat it <3

21. Recommend a fic with good worldbuilding!

ALL of elizabeth's work is incredible but: No Wealth and No Ruin is a Dead Like Me/Social Network fusion that I literally can't reread without weeping because the ending.... FUCK

30. Recommend an AU fic!

i have to rec: we're going to play a bigger game because Ash is the only person to write a Jaws/Saw fusion that makes complete sense, is so fucking hot, and so incredibly clever

[darkbluekies]

oooh i liked cloud anon's ask! Can i get a normal day with silas? (Can't be that normal considering this man has a few screws loose) how would it be?

Also girl i saw you first on the yandere x reader tag that i always use and 💖💗💕 proud😩🤧 KEEP GOING!!!

first anon

[Ah, thank you so much! There has been some new people here these last few days, so I'm happy people seem to like my stuff !!]

Silas headcanon: normal day

mafia!yandere x reader

warnings: killing, mentions of drugs, blood

The days he can wake up with you are the ones he treasure the most, like today.

He wakes up before you, around 9:30am and pulls you into his arms, kisses your forehead and makes himself comfortable in the new cuddle position.

When the clock hits 10am you wake up.

All Silas wants to do is to stay in and cuddle but sadly, he's a very busy man.

He tucks you in and tells you to continue resting before dressing himself and making his way downstairs.

He tells the chef to prepare breakfast for you and walks into his office.

Silas' days either consists of paperwork and meetings or field work.

Today contains both — a few men will come over to discuss a man that have been stealing drugs from Silas and then they will go out and make sure that he'll never steal from him again.

Around 1:30pm, he eats his first meal — steak.

He also takes your food up to you and smiles when he sees your eyes light up at the steaming hot noodles.

At 4pm, his acquaintances come over and they start discussing what to do with the man who dares steal from him.

Around 8pm, Silas eat another steak ... this man loves meat.

Around 9pm, they make themselves ready to go out by packing guns and putting on all kinds of protection.

Everytime Silas have to go out on field work, he always goes to tell you how much he loves you, in case he doesn't come back.

He takes you in his arms and kisses you in a deep, almost frightened manner — now that he has you, he has something to actually come back to, something to live for ... and he's terrifed that he won't survive.

Out on the field, he often gets hurt and tonight's no exception.

He returns to his house at 2:34 am with blood all over his body and torn clothes.

He walks into the bedroom and into the bathroom that's connected to the same room to take a shower.

Everytime he comes back from a field job, he is filled with adrenaline and has the urge to show you his love, show you how happy he is that he's alive.

When hes in bed around 15 minutes later, he holds you close to him while whispering about how 'you're only his, you'll never be apart, no one else will have you' — Silas' type of love language.

He never wants to show you the horrific situations he puts himself in, he wants you to be his distraction, his light in the darkness.

Around 3am, he finally manages to fall asleep with you in his arms, feeling happier than ever.

[cellard0ors]

Laura lets out a sound of relief when the warm water sprays over her body.

While nothing in comparison to her home waters, its always a blessing to experience the relatively simple joys of life. She was denied them for so long, and while the last six years of Travis’s life have been a nightmare, Laura’s have been something of a surreal dream.

(cut for sex shenanigans/dirty talk)

Being free of Eliza’s captivity has been so liberating. Not being confined to her tank – being allowed to walk, to run! Eliza had forced her to choose land at her First Embarkment, recognizing the functionality of it, but whenever she didn’t need Laura to do hard labor for her on land, she found herself trapped in a dank tank of her home waters.

Sure, Eliza did spells to keep the water as clean as possible, but facts were facts – Laura was trapped in a stagnant mockery of her home. Trapped and witnessed by random strangers who thought her a mere fun freakshow attraction.

None of them seemed to care about her sadness. None of them seemed to recognize that what they were seeing was real. She was merely an oddity to them. Silas was much the same – it was how and why they bonded.

He too, benefitted from the six years of freedom. But when Laura found the cure he was just as eager as she was to make it happen. He often spoke of ‘the girl with the kind eyes who saved him.'

Kaylee, no doubt, and Laura doesn’t know how to break it to Travis that she’s relatively sure her brother has a crush on his niece…

What, with Eliza dead and gone – with her unable to continue performing the age retention spell – Laura and Silas will no doubt finally begin to age naturally. So, while Silas is too young for Kaylee now…

Again. Not something Laura is ready to tackle, and as she ducks her head under the warm spray of water she hears the bathroom door open and close.

Blinking water out of her eyes, she’s just about to call out to Travis questioningly only for him to open the shower door.

To open it and climb inside behind her.

Nude.

He’s nude!

Laura only catches enough glimpses of his flesh to confirm that fact before she directs her full attention on the shower wall before her, cheeks aflame, “Um? What?”

It’s inelegant, but it’s asked.

Travis chuckles, “Should I go?”

“Uh, I-?”

“Or would you like me to stay?” It’s whispered huskily against her right ear and Laura goes rigid, an unfamiliar throbbing suddenly forming in the pit of her stomach.

His voice…

His actions…

So different from the Travis she remembers, but exciting nonetheless as she swallows thickly and shakes her head, “Ah, no? I…I’d-? Y-you can stay. If you want?”

“Oh.” His breath on her skin is so hot, “I want.”

His hands suddenly rest themselves fully on her hips, long thick fingers and big palms encompassing them before carefully soaring upwards. Laura's nipples immediately tighten and she whimpers, waiting for them to touch there, for him to cup her breasts.

But he doesn't. Instead his hands stroke up her ribcage, fingers tracing circles beneath her armpits before soaring back down again. He continues these up and down torturous motions for a few moments before she finally gasps, "What are you-?"

"Remember what I promised you?" He kisses the right side of her neck, "Nothing but pleasure."

Laura moans, her head tipping back and she can feel the back of her wet scalp brush against his skin. His hands still haven't gone where she wants them though and something she does or some sound she makes must signal him into that as he laughs, "Are you sure you're ready for more?"

"Travis, please..."

"Fuck." He sighs the word like he hates it, "I wish I didn't love the sound of you begging so much..."

Her head cranes back enough that he can kiss her, open mouthed and wet, his tongue surging deep and she's helpless, only able to answer. His hands still don't go to her breasts though, oh no - they're much more wicked.

Instead one of them curls around towards the front of her legs, seeking fingertips dipping unashamedly into her aching cunt. Laura, not expecting this, makes a startled sound within their meeting mouths, a sharp intake of air and a tight moan.

Travis smiles, not answering as his fingers just...trail delicately through her moist folds, gently stroking them, the broad pad of his thumb rubbing across her clit in a back and forth motion that makes her knees tremble.

His name comes from her lungs as if it's been tightly squeezed out, a compression of sound and he kisses her again before speaking, voice gravel, "Have you ever done this before? Touched yourself here?"

Laura shakes her head and he frowns at the very idea. She whispers, "I'm not-? When I was allowed on land, I never had time to-?"

"What about in the water? Are you able to-?"

"I told you," her voice comes in shaky gasps, "We mate on land."

Travis hums 'such a shame' even as he continues to thrill her with his intimate touch, with his words, "I'm sorry, Laura. You were supposed to be my first - but after I forgot you, I didn't know any better. Those others - they didn't matter. I didn't love them. But I did learn from them..."

One fingertip teases around her entrance, dipping in and out of her channel with tantalizingly sporadic movements, each time she thinks it's going to thrust up into her deeper, it doesn't, making her feel like she's going crazy.

Laura's barely been touched for years. No hugs, no hand holding, not even handshakes and now this! It's overwhelming and beautiful and fantastic, but he has to do more and fast and soon or she'll kill him!

More laughter fills her ears and she realizes she must have said some of that out loud as he croons softly, "Patience, patience..."

Her answer to that is to reach her own hands back behind her, to reach for him. To find his hips and his ass and try to draw him closer to her, get their bodies to touch better, but with a little misdirection she clearly hits something she shouldn't as he hisses in pain, withdrawing from her entirely.

Laura spins around to face him, worry coloring her expression and he looks sheepish as he admits, "Um, oh yeah. Totally forgot your brother tore my back to shreds."

Laura's hands rise up above her nose, the classic 'oh no!' gesture even as he continues, "I guess between the adrenaline and the cold, I forgot."

"I...I could help." Laura admits and looks at him shyly, "You did say you wanted to hear me sing..."

Intrigued, Travis nods and Laura begins to sing...the words wash over him, warm and soothing, and the sharp stinging he feels all along his back slowly disappears.

Suddenly he feels so good, whole and healthy and then the song draws to a stunning close. He blinks owlishly a couple of times and, curious, he reaches behind to feel his lower back.

The marks are gone, the wounds healed, and Laura gives him a little smile, "They weren't too deep, so-?"

"That's amazing!" He breathes and then an old memory crops up, "Hey! You could have done that back when I was twelve and scraped my knee when I fell off my bike!"

Laura looks startled for a moment and then laughs brightly, "You fell off your bike ALL the time! It was an important lesson for you to learn - you were terrible at bike safety!"

"Oh, like you were so much better, Ms. Let-Me-Sit-On-The-Handle-Bars!"

"I never fell and scrapped my knee." She points out airily, as if this fact wins the argument. All it does is make him grin, a realization coming to him, "No, you never scrapped your knee, but there are other things you've also never done...things I'm going to teach you..."

The air in the room is once more thick with tension and Laura swallows thickly as Travis suddenly reaches down and takes a hold of himself.

Laura can't help but let her gaze drop, can't help but watch as he wraps one hand around his length. She's actually seen his cock before - back when they were randy teenagers the desire to see and touch too much for either of them to ignore.

He'd always only contented himself to her breasts, so much so that she still misses the feel of it and had thought for sure that's where he would start instead of, well, where he did start.

For her part, she'd been more exploratory. Hence having seen his cock, albeit never touching it, because he'd always warned it would be too much for him.

Apparently it's not now.

Now it seems he has stamina or strength of will, or something else that allows him to openly stroke himself in front of her, not missing a best.

The sight makes her shiver and she wishes she could replace his hand with one of her own. But would she even be able to wrap her fingers entirely around all of him?

...Laura doesn't remember him being so thick. So big.

And his grip pulls back to the base as he mummers, "Here, let me show you something..."

He edges closer to her and then, very carefully, he slides his length along her folds. Laura gasps, reaching out to grip his shoulders hard and his smile just grows, as he does the same movement.

The head of his cock, the shaft, they tease against her lower lips, in and out, a gentle stroking and she whimpers at the feel, confused and aroused and he comes closer to her to whisper, "This is close to what it will be like...except I'm going to push myself up inside of you."

The sound Laura releases is obscene and he said he likes her begging and she's more than ready to beg, his teasing driving her to the point of break.

Her legs wobble and suddenly Travis releases himself, reaching for her to keep her upright as he asks, "Are you ready?"

Laura manages a nod and he lets out a soft, 'okay' before turning off the shower and opening the door, "Then follow me."

She does.

[meo-eiru]

I kinda like the small yet big detail in the game, like I'm sure myself and some other people were expecting a wholesome dating sim that would also get quite spicy (FROM HOW WE KNOW MERU)

And we all just kinda got kicked in the butt, like Starling being too hot to be true yet so terrifying at the same time, but not the terrifying kind that we know, like Micah or Silas etc

More like the type that makes you forget that he still is more a siren than a merman, like he successfully managed to lure in the whole community with his hot ass😭😭and then we get backstabbed by him munching our fingers off as if they're some carrots, like as a simple lunch snack-💀💀

Or in the other ending where it's basically simply Mae dying and getting turned into a possession and probably just another body to fill up with tongues

From my interpretation, Starling doesn't really have that kind of romantic interest in Mae, but she kinda thought it could go into that direction, but then got stabbed in the back like that😭😭(probs everyone who played it, thought like Mae there too kinda💀so we all got the betrayal🙁)

And you guys did a really good job in simply catching us all off guard in most scenes, it's it's beautifully written and drawn, I love that game so much!!!

Spoilers for the game

Honestly maybe Sel would give a different answer but I do think Starling likes Maelyn. Due to his past and what he has now become his way of showing it is probably different, but for Starling I don't think Maelyn is just another body for storing tongues. If that was the case he wouldn't have went out of his way to clean her body up, find a wedding dress and "marry" her in his own makeshift way.

He probably didn't even view it as a betrayal. Because until the very end Starling was making sure the no longer breathing Maelyn could be comfortable in her pearl necklace.

For the writing style, probably Sel writing the story played a big part in this.

Sel and I have very similar tastes in a lot of things, on levels I myself can't believe sometimes. But we do have a different style at how we depict similar concepts.

I love presenting dark stories on a silver platter. Prettied up with the most delicious icings and shiniest sprinkles. I like my stories and characters to look beautiful. Enjoy them while thinking you're just having whimsy adventures only to realize you're done for once you truly look. Like Silas. It's easy to make fun of him, forget the things he is capable of doing as you're too busy enjoying his silliness. He feels safe, a gentle giant who loves and takes care of you.

But he's still a man who has forced himself on you not only physically but also mentally. Trapped and limited you beyond belief. No electricity, no internet, no contact with anyone other than him. Only talking to him, only feeling him, only knowing him, only consuming him. A beautiful and sweet man no human mind can handle for more than a few weeks.

But Sel, from what I've seen, is a bit different. She doesn't shy away from showing the darkness and scariness of the stories she makes. Before you even know it you'll be facing concepts you didn't think could be possible.

And not only that, she hides so much under every word she uses. Often times the things she places in front of you are not even the scariest parts. The more you read and the more you decipher they get deeper.

I'm frankly a big fan of the things she writes. They often leave me flabbergasted (and mortified, she knows what I mean) but they are also so so fun. So scary yet beautifully poetic.

I know she doesn't like being under the spotlight that much. But ever since I met her and saw her stories I wanted more people to get the chance to see and appreciate them the way they deserved. I think they are truly special, and they make me want to do my best to illustrate them in the perfect way possible.

Honestly I'm not sure if I'm good enough at it, but if it helps the stories reach more people I'm happy with it.

I don't know if she'll read this post so that's why I'm being sappy like this but I genuinely hope you guys like her stories like I do. And I hope both you and I can see more and more of it.

[gummybugg]

Find the Word Tag x3

Because I like living my life on Hard Mode, I combined the last 3 find the word tags into One post. Thank you for the tag @sam-glade, @another-white-hole, and @writernopal! Find their posts here, here, and here, respectively!

My words to find are green, red, animal, lucky, and empty!

I just want y'all to know I had so much Fun digging these words up. I got to Uncover some old writing and some I almost forgot about!

green (IBT)

The moment the fire touched the incense, the spilled remains glowed green. A rapid gush of smoke quickly filled the room. Jemmah backed into the doorway. She would have stomped out the embers, had she not stood there in awe.

red (IBT)

“Yeah, bartender, that's what I said. You know, I have a real soft spot for bartenders.” [said Silas] Several shades of red bloomed on Jemmah’s face out of her control. She blamed it on the stress of cleaning up after a demonic ritual and drunk from her glass. She turned away, twirling her hair between her fingers.

animal (Crater City, Elijah’s POV)

“Blair, look at me!” I grabbed his shoulders. “I didn't tell you this because I didn't want you to go looking for him and get yourself killed!” “I'm not stupid. Or some wild animal on the loose,” he spat. “You act like I'll just go shoot up an entire building on a rampage—that isn't it!” “I didn't say that! You're doing it again, Blair—you're putting words into my mouth!”

lucky (IBT)

“Silas, is that you?” A familiar voice tickled Silas’ ears. “What, did you get summoned while someone was making a sandwich at home? It’s been a hot second.” It was that young-adult-novel-love-interest-wannabe Clementine. The fallen angel who thought he was any different from your average imp. “I was actually sent here to find a chaste, god-fearing angel to talk some sense into me. Do you know where I could find one?” Jemmah covered her laugh with a cough. “Oh, please,” Clementine flashed his perfect smile, “you’re lucky you have a goth girlfriend in tow. Otherwise, I really don't see a reason for you to show your face around here, Nicolá.” “All I hear is ‘I’m jealous Silas is living out my goth girl fantasies,’” Silas pitched their voice lower to mimic Clementine’s. “Honestly, I am appalled at you. Filled to the brim with nausea, even. And I apologize for putting you through this, Jemmah. I think we should go.”

empty (Crater City, Blair’s POV)

"Don't be ridiculous," I took a sip from my coffee cup, now empty. "You don't ever use numbers in your key-smashes unless you're drunk. And you're only drunk when I'm with you. And," I leaned over the table with a crooked smile, "We agreed to get drinks the next night. That's how I knew something was up."

Tagging these people (gently) to find the words sky, drive, over, sun, and smile: @writeouswriter, @sender-paulson, @acertainmoshke, @wildswrites, and @sabels-small-sphere. This is also an open tag!

[silverspleen]

35-40 for ya grumpy boy silas

How does your character behave around people they like? Jock affectionate, lots of backslaps, touchy feely with the right people. He'll absolutely buy them a drink or snack, not in a flirty way more of in a "treat friends!" kind of way. Offers to share cigarettes and drugs. He wants to watch sports high with you. He wants to watch sports high with you so bad.

How does your character behave around people they dislike? Bitchy. He's very snappy, short sentences. If he dislikes them and thinks he's stronger/better than them then he'll posture a lot - casually flash his gun, manspread/take up space, see how verbally abusive he can get. If he's dislikes you and he's afraid of you he'll anxiety smoke and stink up their space on top of that, though he tends to try and avoid explicit threats so he doesn't escalate the situation, so no gun.

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? Protecting his status! Silas will put up with SO much abuse if it gets him ahead in life. This is a core part of how his character works and why he ends up in so many really toxic relationships and dangerous situations. Man has no honor he will degrade himself so bad if you apply leverage. He won't enjoy it but he'll do it.

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? Remove himself from the problem. Silas will (try to) bail when he's outside of his element, it's just he's hit that point where he's so deep into it that he has trouble judging what's a problem/threat until it's too late because it's often supernatural bs.

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? Silas likes cats so I am 100% confident he has probably been gently bitten by one. He would curse but otherwise is very forgiving, less forgiving with dogs. His dog experience is police dogs (and dogfighting rings, maybe, I don't think he'd like them but feel he's probably been to one once) so he's not really into them as pets and would cuss out and threaten their owner if bitten.

How does your character treat people in service jobs? Fine, he's not particularly nice unless he thinks you're hot, at which point he'll flirt a little but not push it. But he's also not outwardly mean, his goal is usually to be ignored when he goes out, so he typically doesn't make much of a fuss. Note: People love him if they hate small talk, Silas does not want to small talk with service workers he wants to eavesdrop.