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Disclaimer: Please be aware that the following story is fiction and fantasy and written with the mindset, that Sebastian could never do anything that MC truly dislikes. Scenes like that need communication and clear boundaries in real life, so please reflect on the things you read.
Because I never hated you
Punishment
Because the poll wasn't so clear, there's a little sweet moment at the end. The rest is just angry Seb doing naughty things. 😅
She lay stretched out on the rumpled sheets, hands tied to the end of the bed, her whole body trembling from the last orgasms Sebastian had tickled out of her.
"I can't take more..." her voice was nothing than a pitiful whimper, her inner thighs sticky and quivering as she tried to move them.
"I'm not finished yet."
The cigarette he'd lit while her mind and body bathed in the heady after-effects of absolute bliss, hung between his lips and she hated how unimpressed he looked.
"Isn't it enough already?" she tried to protest again, stammering, but Sebastian just shook his head and calmly took a puff from his cigarette while his thumb traced circles over her clit.
"Not at all."
"Not at all?" Her startled words were drowned out by an exasperated gasp, as his fingers, which had remained still inside her until then, began to thrust deeper again. It was impossible to describe the feeling they were causing at this point. A mixture of absolute exhaustion and an equally fulfilling desire to experience the all-consuming ecstasy of another orgasm. Add to that the slight onset of pain from long overtaxed muscles and the shame of feeling his cool gaze on her while she whimpered and squirmed, not knowing whether her hips should push against the movements of his fingers or avoid them. A decision that was pointless to think about, as her body always decided in favour of the former.
She had long since realised that Sebastian was really angry, even if she didn't really understand the nature of the punishment.
Once again, her body tensed up before it began to pulsate in another high, her moans now almost stifled by the too much of everything.
Sebastian remained silent and when she looked at him with hazed eyes, he calmly returned her gaze, formed a ring of smoke and put his cigarette between his lips again. Perhaps this behaviour was the real punishment.
"I hate you..."
It was the last, cheap rebellion of her pride as her legs began to tremble again and she strained against the restraints on her wrists. But instead of having any effect, her statement made Sebastian laugh, rubbing his fingers against the most sensitive spot inside her to show her what he thought of her words.
"And because you hate me, you mess with older people who talk rubbish about me, huh?"
His laughter was replaced by a dangerous flicker in his eyes as he rammed his fingers deeper into her, making her gasp.
"I don't know what your fucking problem is."
Her defiance and resistance were feigned and her body, quivering with exhaustion and delight, gave it away.
"The problem is that you never think before you do something stupid. And that you've hurt yourself, beeing this stupid."
His anger spread from his eyes to his face and finally to his entire body like wildfire, blazing in his every move and in the way he forced her to a high again. But she welcomed the fire, much more comfortable burning than freezing to death from the chill of his rational rage.
"Don't.ever.do.that.again!"
Sebastian reinforced each of his words with a well-directed stroke of his fingers until his rhythm swelled and merged into her cries of rapture.
He leant his forehead against hers, his cigarette smouldering forgotten in the ashtray, his fingers running over her tear-stained cheeks and her bursted lip.
The sight of the latter alone made him think of starting the punishment all over again.
But the look in her eyes stopped him, completely exhausted she tried to blink away the tears that were proof enough that her body was incapable of dealing with the intensity of her feelings and emotions.
"I can take care of myself." The soft sound of his voice enveloped her like the smell of tobacco, which she had loathed before she knew Sebastian. Unable to answer, she let his soft lips run over her face, over her closed eyelids, to the tip of her nose and along the trail of her tears until they touched her lips softly like butterfly wings.
"Come here..." with whispered words he pulled her towards him, undoing the restraints on her wrists and wrapping her body in one of the blankets.
"I never want to see you put yourself in danger again because of a few stupid words. Do you understand me?"
She wanted to reply that it was just a busted lip and that she couldn't stand other people talking badly about him.
But instead she snuggled closer to him, knowing that he would hold her in his arms for as long as she needed to recover.
More of 90s Seb here.
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part 2 of Zoro in WCI
01 02 03 04 05 06
I tried to write something to sum up my thoughts on this, but then it got longer and longer and tbh I'm itching to write a fic set in this AU djjdkf I think I could develop on their inner feelings more than in the comic form
Before posting the first part I didn't realize people had such strong opinions on how this would play out lmaooo
imo, of course Zoro wants to fight Sanji, not with actual intent to harm (they threaten each other on the daily, come on), but because that's how they are together, how they communicate. He respects Luffy's decisions and their goal here, which is to learn what's really going on with Sanji, but he's gonna be pissy about it all he wants. They both have so many intense and conflicted feelings about this and neither has any idea how to resolve them. So they fight.
ofc yall are free to headcanon this interaction any other way you want <333
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ty for contributing to the wasteland that is appreciating bruce as a parent and first child danny🙏🙏🙏
It’s a battle out here soldier but I am strong, like winter bear. Also I relate so hard to Bruce in a lot of ways and I think his initial concept is really neat. He tries his damn hardest, and he has so much hope for his city that it’s really admirable.
And as much fun as it is to poke fun at him for his questionable parenting and hypocrisy, there’s always the line of too much that the fandom tends to cross quite often, just as much as they do with the clone and ghost king stuff. Bruce is just as much of a good parent (or at least a trying one) as he is a bad one, and people tend to ignore his good qualities for the sake of a joke. His character is centered around the fact that he cares, he’s just truly shit at communicating it — which, cheers bro, I’ll drink to that.
And there’s already a ton of batfam prompts and aus out there where Danny shows up when the whole colony is already adopted, which means most of the attention goes to Danny bonding with the other siblings and having very little to do with Bruce. He’s kinda just. There. Whether that be as a prop or an antagonist or someone to point and laugh at. Which, I can’t blame people too much for — the cast is so big it’s hard to keep track of relationships and stuff.
However, I think it’s important for Danny to have some form of relationship with Bruce too and not them just be strangers, especially in a familial/platonic setting where Danny is joining the family.
They share a handful of qualities that I think would mesh well together — Danny’s canonically a pessimist while Bruce is a diehard optimist (you kinda have to be to be a hero in a place like Gotham, and he wouldn’t be Batman if he wasn’t) and they both believe in giving people second chances and have wells of compassion to tap into. Danny’s clever and resourceful, and one of his main character traits is that he’s got an iron will.
All in all, good dad bruce go brrrrr and oldest son danny is the perfect, underutilized concept to explore exactly that without distractions. I think they could get along like a house on fire, if given the opportunity.
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Aaaaanother TGAA SwapAU stuff and it is my wonderful boy Albert as the prosecutor!!
I've changed some of the designs in this one like the jacket color to white to make a resemblance of a lab coat and reflecting of Kazuma white school uniform, as well trying to bring more Frankenstein's Monster vibe too hehe (aaand make him look more miserable too). He is also have a locket that have a painting of him and his two brothers, it was given by Andrew during his wedding!
I also made bunch of character that related to Swap!Albert's life from 10 years ago, like Andrew(Klint's roleswap) and his other brother Michael, university Barok and Albert, etc. more info about the are there down below 👇👇
First of I wanted to say I'm sorry I can't do full render of everyone here, do that with all of them would be death sentence for me so I couldn't do it 😭😭 Anyway without further ado, I'm going right into it! Start from left to right!
This first one Ryunosuke father replacing as Genshin Asogi. At first while brainstorming I was thinking of maybe do three switch around with Genshin, Jigoku, and Yujin but the it somehow felt weird for me. Then the thought of maybe involving Auchi in this too (like, imagine him being swap with Jigoku wouldn't that be funny and terrifying thought), but discarded that idea out because of Menimemo would have no one to swap with (i have to i'm sorry). Sooo I ended just design him from scratch, he is quite easy to figure out since Genshin doesn't really have much going on with him, but since we don't have any idea of original Ryunosuke's parents at all I have to take idea from something else, and that is his daruma doll for his eyes (he is half blind!! :D) and Phoenix DD/SOJ design (droopy hair and light vest) and everything else is from Genshin. His name is Ryuuki Naruhodo since Ryunosuke is another name for Ryuichi so I want to keep the train going!!
Andrew the screwdriver, oh I missed him- Anyway, I redesign his outfit because tbh his previous outfit is ridiculous 😭 it's funny and fun but I do want to take him seriously now. I'm tried to keep the A shape still but it's less subtle now, I think it turned out okay!! (Oh yeah, his cane is supposed to be a hidden sword but i forgot to put that in the drawing 😭). I was supposed to make his bowtie red like the hair tie but then I realized it will getting rid of the purpose of the hair tie (it referencing the blood on the tip of the screwdriver) so I ended up making it color silver.
The Lady Baskerville, I gave her similar design to Sunny(Herlock!Swap) with the bowtie, color palette to his mascot, and hair on her. I'm not really quite fond with her design, maybe I'll do redesign her again if I got a idea pop up like crazy but in the meantime this is her design.
Guess who is this?? Another one of Albert's tool is here finally!! Michael the crosshead screwdriver! Since we never see Michael anywhere and only mentioned once in the game he is, I'm just draw simple design for him (I wished I could put M shape in the design but I have no idea WHERE to put it 😭 so I tried used the bowtie for it). I also thought it would be nice to make him a defense attorney so I made the design for the badge too. Since he is sadly not going to be mentioned a lot in this AU since I'm trying to make the storyline same as the original, so I made a backstory of what happened in the fun fact tags. There was supposed to be more tool to be added but my god that would be taxing to design, so I have to make only Andrew and Michael as his only siblings.
The doggie Balmung replacement, Bolt, He is a Irish Setter! Beforehand he was supposed to be Borzoi but then research the background of the breed I don't how difficult it is to actually get one in that era so I have to changed breed :((
Albert and Barok in university days!! I just keep same as before like previous design!! There's a tiny change like the hair and the neckties.
There is going to be more content of them soon because I have a lot of ideas for them sooo stay tuned ;)
Here's the concept designs!!
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Existing in more than one fandom space is like having more than one group of friends but both of them being so wildly different that any overlap at all would be like getting shot in the head
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‘Is there a point to any of this or do you just want to see how much more I can take?’ snaps Crassus.
‘Oh, I knew there was still some bite left in you,’ says Cethegus, thrilled.
Cethegus teaches Crassus the art of politics and the ways of business. Sulla is not a fan.
Sulla: the Last Republican, Arthur Keaveney
Crassus, Catilina, and the Vestal Virgins, Ronald Syme
Sulla: the Last Republican, Arthur Keaveney
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Because I never hated you
Gryffindor House Party - Or the reason why Sebastian starts calling MC 'kitten'
Some teasing, a little bit of flirting and a tad drinking - featuring the good old Slytherin and Gryffindor chemistry.
I actually planned it to be a lot more.. naughty. But I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood, so it's just a little teasing.
It was a tradition that the house whose prefects went home for the Christmas holidays had to organise a house party. And this year, Gryffindor was one of those houses.
Firewhiskey and butterbeer were smuggled into the common room in small quantities from Hogsmeade over several weeks, an agreement with a group of house elves ensured snacks and food and several bottles of good red wine ensured that the lady in the portrait turned a blind eye when more than just Gryffindor students mumbled the correct password.
While the younger students were banished to their rooms, the older ones sat together comfortably.
At least until the Slytherin students arrived. The atmosphere in the room changed, the rivalry clearly noticeable even during the party. Again and again, biting jibes were thrown out, jibes that continued to escalate over the course of the evening.
"If you're as hard-drinking as you are pass-catching, you'd better switch to water, MC," Imelda sneered before pouring herself another drink and leaning closer to Sebastian, who had taken a seat on a couch with other sixth years.
"If your intemperance with stupid sayings reflects your intemperance with alcohol, I'd better take this off your hands," MC grabbed her glass and drained it in one go before pushing it back into her hand with an expressionless face.
"Oh, suddenly someone's showing their claws," Imelda hisses, setting the glass down on the table in front of her with her lips pressed together.
"Don't think you're that important, MC, you may think you're a dangerous lion, but you're nothing more than a harmless kitten."
"Says the grass snake who dreams of being a cobra."
Sebastian watched the exchange of blows with amusement, leaning one arm on the back of the couch and slowly bringing his drink to his lips.
MC's eyes darted in his direction: "I don't know what there is to grin about."
Surprised, Sebastian raised his eyebrows and lifted his free hand dramatically upwards, while his grin widened rather than disappearing.
"I apologise profusely."
"And rightly so," she returned caustically, and turned away from him without waiting for his reply.
Shortly afterwards, she made her way to the table of snacks, her eyes darting over the offerings before she decided on a sausage roll. With crumbly fingers, she munched curiously on the dish prepared by the house elves and tried to recognise which ingredients they had added.
"Jealous?"
She only had to turn her head slightly to look into Sebastian's mischievously twinkling eyes. With a grin, he brushed a few crumbs from her lower lip with his thumb, his chest lightly touching her back.
"Maybe in your dreams..." she snorted, narrowing her eyes and pushing his hand away from her face. He heaved a sigh of mock frustration and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"I take it, that my little brat is back again?"
"She was never gone."
He laughed and bit into her neck tenderly as his arms wrapped around her waist:
"I remember a very different moment."
His grip on her tightened: "A moment when my good girl called me Sir."
Her cheeks began to glow, and she felt one of the crumbs get stuck in her throat, causing her to cough momentarily.
"That was an accident."
"Of course..." she could feel the vibration of his suppressed laughter tingling through her body and rolled her eyes.
"You're such an incredibly annoying idiot."
Now she could hear his laughter echoing in her ears, and it sent a warm shiver through her body that spreads to her fingertips.
She grabbed his arms crossed in front of her stomach and held them gently, causing Sebastian to blow a kiss on her cheek.
"See... such a good girl."
He held her tightly, laughing, as she grumbled and tried to free herself from his embrace, his cheek pressed against hers.
"Or what did Imelda call you? Kitten?"
"Oh, don't you dare!"
"So maybe a little jealous after all, huh?"
Before she could protest further, Sebastian turned her round and pressed her against the table, his hands on either side of her body, his nose touching hers. The movement and the clinking of plates caused some of the students present to look in their direction and raise their eyebrows in surprise.
"Eyes stay with me."
Sebastian whispered, pressing his body even closer against hers.
"Attention stays with me."
His lips gently touched hers as he closed his eyes.
"That's my girl."
His kiss became more demanding, and she tasted the whiskey on his tongue as a familiar fire began to burn in the pit of her stomach and spread rapidly throughout her body.
"I think you're really going to be my little kitten."
He mumbled against her lips and cupped her face with his hands.
"You're drunk," she mumbled back, nibbling on his bottom lip, "so I'll let that comment of yours slip."
"Oh, believe me, I'm fully aware of what I'm saying."
He grinned and pulled her closer to him, his hands slowly gliding over her body as he hid his face in her neck.
"You're definitely drunk."
She couldn't help but grin as she hugged him and ran her fingers through his hair.
"Maybe a little, piseag..."
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i am once again thinking abt the lost potential that is hypmic.
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i was having a chuckle to myself last night about Gristol, and how his plans are basically:
Restore Ford Cruller's memory
Find Maligula
???
Profit
but then... of course they are, right? this is Gristol we're talking about. Fatherland Follies drives home again and again that he's still operating on a child's logic, a warped and reductive version of the world that he never bothered to grow out of. both of his memory vaults center on the images of his childhood, this idealized version of the past that he clings to no matter what. and that's still how he remembers Maligula, too - as this saviour figure, who rushes in to help him when he's in trouble.
[ID: Two slides from Gristol's memory vault, Glory to Grulovia! Left: Gristol clings to Maligula's back as she summons waves to sweep away his assailants. Right: Gristol and Maligula waving from a balcony as the people cheer. Gzar Theodore brandishes a dagger in the background.]
like so much else, Maligula represents a return to this idyllic childhood - to the peace and simplicity of his youth, when he was free from worries and responsibilities. in his mind, he doesn't need to make any further plans - once Maligula's back, everything will go back to normal. Maligula will make everything better.
...is what i thought, but then i remembered this line:
[Screenshot source. ID: Gristol, in Truman's body, bows on his hands and knees in front of the newly-awaked Maligula. The caption reads: "Yes, High Priestess! I am here to correct the mistakes made by my father!"]
and that's kind of interesting, right?
to be clear: this happens directly after Maligula sees Helmut-in-Gristol's-body, and recognises him. her line before this is:
"Little Gzesaravich! Have you come to pay for your father's sins?"
my first thought was that Gristol hadn't expected to still be in Truman's body by the time he managed to find Maligula, and this was him trying to placate her and buy some time until he could explain the situation. but watching the cutscene back, that's clearly not what's happening here. Gristol is answering as himself, and his response of throwing himself to his knees before her is, as far as i can tell, genuine.
so what is going on here?
in Fatherland Follies, there's this line in the ride narration that stuck out to me:
"Why didn't the Gzar help Maligula in her time of need? No one knows, but historians agree - it is Gzar Theodore's biggest failure."
other lines mention Gzar Theodore's "mistake", and it's wording Gristol himself echoes in the screencap above. evidently, he believes that his father abandoned Maligula, leaving her to her fate at the hands of the Psychonauts, and it was that mistake that lead to them being driven out of the country - that mistake which he seeks to correct. maybe he even feels like he has a debt to repay to her for his family turning their backs on her all those years ago.
the 'High Priestess' thing, though - that's kinda weird, and threw me for a loop the first time i played the game. it took me until my second playthrough to connect the dots, and remember how the room in the Lady Luctopus - Gristol's room - was full of Delugionist scribblings and symbols.
[Screenshot source. ID: left, the walls of the hidden backroom in Gristol's hotel suite, covered in scrawlings of eyeballs and Maligula's name. Right, the pinboard from the hidden backroom. On its surface are photographs and newspaper clippings connected by pieces of string.]
i mean, look at this stuff! he had a whole conspiracy board and everything!
we learn very little about the Delugionists and their beliefs as a whole during the game, but i think drawing the connection here suggests two important things. one: that Gristol was in deep with this stuff. i don't know how he linked up with them - maybe via old family connections, or just good old-fashioned digging (we know he's skilled at worming his way into peoples' good graces, after all) - but it seems likely that he's begun to internalise their ideas, maybe even warping his own memories of events. and two: the Delugionists themselves are, if you'll pardon the pun, pretty far off the deep end.
like... i understand why PN2 didn't go heavy on the "mass-murderer cult worship" aspect of things, in the end, but man this is such a tantalising glimpse into the wider mythos around Maligula. Gristol is proud and haughty and thinks himself above everyone else; the fact that his first reaction seeing Maligula is to throw himself to the ground at her feet says so much about the way he's come to see her. he's not just trying to bring back Maligula, his childhood bodyguard. he's trying to bring back Maligula, the High Priestess of the deluge, the semi-mythical figure whose supporters believe even death couldn't stop. he doesn't even flinch at the way she confronts him, and maybe it's because he's bought in so completely to this deified figurehead, this idea of Maligula; more a living force of nature than a person. and it all comes back to the same place: an abdication of responsibility, not just to the person who protected him when he was little but to this avatar of floods and destruction. Maligula will make everything better.
i'd write more about my thoughts on the Delugionists but that'd be taking a hard turn into speculation, and this is already kind of long and rambling so i'd better end it here. but what an unexpected and evocative line, right? it's some of the only stuff we have to go off of regarding the Delugionists as a whole, but i think it does such a good job of hinting at the wider story - at teasing another layer to the mythos surrounding Maligula, one whose ripples we see throughout the game but which never quite breaches the surface.
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The existence of redeemed Sir Pentious AUs where he doesn't remember Hell implies the existence of at least one sinner Adam AU where he doesn't remember shit about his life in Heaven.
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Trans fem Jaybin asking Bruce if she can visit Willis in prison because she wants to know what he would have named her if she was born a girl and that's how she finds out that Willis was murdered and despite knowing from day one Bruce just... didn't tell her.
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wholeheartedly and with as much gentleness as possible, i truly think there needs to be more discussion about downpour in the community as it is now. for a variety of reasons.
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Hey my friend has a question but is too much of a pussy(/aff) to ask you.
great question !!!! i love when peope ask me things abour my characyers i want everhone to know rhat they can and should ALWAYS send me asks about this because i love asks and they keeo this accounr foing actually so .. swnd me any ask whenever ..
im guessing the question means a priesr doing a protefrion spell for demon ragatba and demon pomni ? whoxh is a great question ! but, unfortunately for them, it woukd not work !! if a priest were to even try and attempt to do a protection agaonsr demons for demon ragatha and demon pomno, it woukd hurt then sinxe tjey are both demons and the pfayer was done with intent to hurt demons. even if its intention was NOT to hurt demon ragayha and demon pomni. canr really be too specfic with them, youknow ? unfortunately for demons, they dont ger any prayers rjat protects tjem from muxh of anytjong really so the prayer WOULD hurt demon ragatha and demon pomni as they are both demons and the prayer was said to hurt demons, hope that answers your question 👍
ALOS THE LUCIFER THING YOU GOT IT YES !! i lpved the vulnerabiliy powrr of lucifer that was really interesting to me and when i first watxhed ir like 2 or 3 years ago i have always wnated to make a characyer woth that same thing .. i wanted to develop that i thoifht that was really roamntic actually .. also the desore thing lucjfer is the BEST its such a good show 6 amaizng seasons
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