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Blind |Naruto Men X Uchiha!Reader| HC

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju

Summary: How they handle their partner losing their sight due to the effects of the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Warnings: Mentions of fem, but not very relevant. Mentions of war and loss of sight.

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Kakashi Hatake

He knew the day would come when the Sharingan would take your vision, but he didn't know it'd be so soon.

There were no other eyes available to you at the moment, so eternal was not an option.

Not that'd you do it anyway. It was highly against your beliefs to partake in the Uchiha nonsense that was eye swapping.

Something that drew Kakashi towards you in the first place.

You'd been preparing for this day since you first awakened your mangekyo.

You'd memorized the layout of your apartment, practiced roaming the village in a blind fold, and learned braille.

You'd been coping well, Kakashi... not so much.

He couldn't deal with the knowledge that you'd sacrificed your vision for the sake of the village.

You'd given up everything during your years as a shinobi, and this was the icing on top of the cake.

He'd watch you every day.

Watch you drag your hands across the walls of your apartment. Watch you walk a bit too far past the stall in the market. Watched you struggle to do simple things like grocery shopping.

Over time, you'd become worse and worse at eye contact, and that ate him alive.

There were no more longing looks or sneaky glances. Even your attempts to appear as if you could see were slowly declining, and it dampened his mood every time.

He felt as if he'd failed you. If only he'd been stronger, you wouldn't have had to overuse your doujutsu.

But he stayed quiet because you seemed happy. You were alive and safe and happy, and that's all he could ask for.

Shikamaru Nara

After the war, your vision had completely vanished. There were no blurry shapes or deaf perception problems because there was simply no sight.

There was no time to prepare. You hadn't planned on having to use the mangekyo so much in battle, and the price was astronomical.

He tried to help where he could, but you were being stubborn, constantly rejecting any aid he tried to provide.

"Just let me-"

"I told you I can do it myself."

"No, you can't, just let me-"

And that's when he felt the sobs rack through your body. Tears quickly fell down your face and your hands couldn't keep up.

He sighed and forced everything out of your hands.

"I can't do anything anymore."

"That's not true."

You scoffed, a bitter laugh leaving your lips.

"I can't go grocery shopping or cut fruit or put dishes away without running into everything or breaking something or,"

"Give it time. It'll get better."

"Two weeks ago, I was a shinobi. Today, I'm just a blind girl who can barely feed herself."

Shikamaru wasn't sure what to do. Strategy was easy becausebit was all factual. Feelings, though? So many variables he didn't know where to start.

He confided in Kakashi at some point, but wasn't too pleased with the advice he got it.

"Let her figure it out. She's a smart girl."

Despite thinking it was a stupid suggestion, he listened.

Slowly, over time, you'd regained your confidence and became the capable person you had previously been.

Doesn't stop Shikamaru from uncharacteristically babying you sometimes, though.

Sasuke Uchiha

He offered you his eyes, but you declined.

You weren't fond of Uchiha tradition despite being raised by it. Taking his eyes just felt like you'd be starting the new age Uchiha clan off on the wrong foot.

So you chose blindness.

It was difficult at first, but you quickly learned to get around and help yourself with little to no issue.

You'd gone from stumbling around the kitchen to making yourself breakfast within a few months.

Living with out sight wasn't too bad, and you'd grown accustomed to it. You felt like you'd made the right decision.

Until your first son was born.

It wasn't the parenting aspect that you found difficult, it was the emotional one.

When Sasuke told you your son looked just like Itachi, you knew you'd have to see for yourself.

So, you allowed Sakura to do the transplant.

Within seconds after the bandages were off and you had time to adjust to light, your sight was fully restored.

Sasuke brought in your baby, and wouldn't you know it? He looks exactly like Itachi.

The sharingan is based on strong emotions, yeah? Maybe you can base it on love in the new Era.

Naruto Uzumaki

Unlike the others, Naruto finds the whole eye transplant thing horrendous.

"What do you mean by that, huh? You freaks just trade eyes like around? That's the worst thing I've ever heard."

Although he wasn't happy with your newfound loss of sight, he wasn't one to label anything as a downside.

A setback? Sure. Negative? Never.

Hes overall very patient about it, even if in the moment he gets a little ahead of himself.

He's always forgetting that you're blind, so he'll ask you to look at things all the time.

"Hey, what's this?"

You just shrug. He may or may not bring your hand to the object to get a feel, but he mostly just gets embarrassed and drops it.

It honestly hadn't really dawned on him until he asked you to go train with him and you'd refused.

Sure, you could overtime work yourself up to be a shinobi again, but at this point in your life, that just wasn't the dream anymore.

Madara Uchiha

He thinks you're being stupid.

This world is all about power and you're choosing to be blind?

Idiotic.

You may be his wife, but he ignores you for quite some time after you make it clear there will be no eternal in your future.

It's an easy justification for him; he doesn't mingle with the weak.

Life gets pretty lonely after he decides to completely shut you out. Yeah, he sees Hashirama and makes his round through the compound, but it's not the same.

It isn't until he sees you in the village, going about life as you had months ago, that he starts to think maybe he was too hasty.

After all, he had married you for many reasons, and a big one was how skilled you were at adapting.

That night, when he finally returns home, he decides to sleep in your marital bed, not in the guest room.

The next day, he joins you for breakfast.

He came home early from his duties for the first time in a while.

He even started speaking to you once again.

You don't say anything right away. You know how he is about changing his mind, and you aren't willing to push your luck.

Things slowly get better over the span of a few weeks, and that's when you decide it's time to question him.

"I take it you've come to terms with my decision?"

"Of course not. I still think you're a fool."

Just the answer you'd expect.

"But I have missed you dearly."

You smile at him.

Hashirama Senju

The eternal was never something either of you had considered, so when your vision eventually dulled, it was fully expected.

Times were peaceful at the moment, so he had no need to worry for your safety.

You were almost always near someone willing to lay their life down for you- himself, Tobirama (reluctantly), or Madara - so there truly was no need to stress.

He helped as much as he could while also attending to his duties as Hokage.

Unlike Naruto, he had true patience. He happily held your hand every step of the way.

It wasn't long before your life was back on track, no longer burdened by the anxiety that came with cluelessness.

While Hashirama had preferred it never come to this in the first place, he was happy that things had worked out as best as they possibly could.

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𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 🩶

🩶 ─── in this reading, we will explore the qualities of the careers and fields you are best suited for, suggested careers for you and other career messages meant for you.

🩶 ─── picking your pile: take a deep breath and allow your soul to centre itself. when you feel your mind balanced and cleared, allow yourself to be drawn to an image. your eyes may gravitate to one, or you may close your eyes and feel which image is calling out.

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🩶 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚

this is a random message but it is very clear. for some or most of you, the career or field you are wishing to go into at the moment, or the one you are already in, is the right one for you. there is also a message to explore your creative potential. it doesn't necessarily mean creating art like music, writing, paintings etc (although that may be true for some of you) it could also mean creative problem solving, a job which requires you thinking outside the box. working in a field where things are done differently to others in the industry. the image i have in mind is google. they do a lot to encourage creativity and the birth of new ideas. you'd fit best in a career which nurtures and encourages your creative side.

it's also best to be in a career where there is the opportunity to grow in every aspect, and to further your position over the years. for example, i don't think you'd feel comfortable and happy in a job where you stay in the same position for years doing the same thing every single day. some people are happy in those jobs. they like the stability and routine. however, you need a job where you can always learn new things and progress. i'm seeing progression is also important to you. it's important to go into a job where you have more opportunities to climb up the ladder, and it doesn't even need to be all about promotions. a job where you regularly switch tasks, or have new projects to work on. as long as you aren't doing the same things every day, you should avoid jobs which do.

a job where you can express the qualities of success and confidence. where you can prove to yourself and others that you are fully capable. it could also be a career which puts you in the public eye. something that makes you feel seen and appreciated. again, promotions are here. you want a job where you can progress to high places. perhaps even becoming a figure of leadership and authority. you may not be confident about such a position right now but when you find something you love and excel in, you would be the right fit for a leader. and for a number of you, caregiving roles may be good for you. it could be anything from nursing to therapy.

okay so here is where it gets a bit negative. with the three of swords you may experience job losses, or disappointment in being rejected from jobs. it could also indicate that you may end up stuck in a very stressful job and toxic work environment. you want to avoid places like that. however, i believe some of you may need to experience it in order to know what is the right or wrong job and workplace for you. and for a number of you i get the message that even though it is difficult and stressful, and the workplace is not good for your mental health, it will not last. you will find a better job or get promoted and belong in a much better space. so if you ever find yourself in that position, have hope that it will improve. i think it is also a message, especially if you are a leader, to not allow a toxic work environment to foster as it is your duty to ensure it is safe and healthy for everyone to work in.

enterprises might also be something you would work well in. i'm seeing representing small or local businesses, as well as larger corporations for a number of you. it could also be setting up your own business. for some of you, you may have a typical job in mind in order to pay your bills and support a family, but deep down you have a dream of having your own business or brand. at one point or another, you might be torn between keeping your job to pay your bills or leaving it all behind and investing in your own business. i think either is fine, however, for most of you who this applies too, the message is to find a balance between the two. you can work full time and have a passion project/business on the side. work on it slowly and over the years it will blossom, i'm hearing. it is crucial you do not pick between the two and instead find a balance.

to add the obvious, you may dream of being your own boss. and i think you would do amazing things as a leader, however, you still need some sort of discipline or balance from elsewhere. if you're your own boss for too long, you can easily get lazy and complacent. so it is important for you to keep a job elsewhere to ensure you don't lose routine or dedication.

one last message is to expect times of change in your career as much as you should expect times of stagnation. any job you have, you will experience boredom at times and excitement at other times. you need to hear this. jobs are not one dimensional. you should expect many things from your career, both good and bad. so don't get your hopes up too high and don't get too disheartened when things don't go your way.

suggested careers/fields: project manager, hair dresser/hair salon owner, investments, influencer, working up the ladder, franchise owner, higher education, professor, networking, entrepreneur, business law, accountant for local businesses, nursing, social worker, therapist, counsellor, childcare, HR, arts and fashion, selling and/or creating luxury goods, beauty guru, acting, admin, consulting, writer, researcher.

cards: high priestess, the empress, six of wands, three of swords, two of pentacle, wheel of fortune

🩶 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤

i'm immediately hearing decision making. for some of you, a job where you can make the decisions would be good however for most, i am seeing that you may not fit best in careers where important decisions fall in your lap. to get one thing straight, every career will involve decision making at one point or another. but some careers involve very important decision making and i believe when you have too many important decisions to make on a regular basis, you can become very stressed. perhaps you are an indecisive person. overall, i think working in a position that requires heavy decision making would not be the best. however, if you are working with others to make decisions, i think it would be a good career for you.

for most of you, if not all, you will find success in the career of your taking. and for a lot of you, the cards are representing another person in regards to your career. a colleague or a business partner. if you dream of being your own boss, perhaps you would do well sharing this dream with someone else. it could also be a colleague. your career will lead to you meeting someone important. or vice versa, you will meet someone and they will help you get a really good job, the job of your dream. of course be careful, because people who help others often want help in return later down the line.

communication is a key theme here. a job which requires you to communicate your thoughts and ideas. for example, sharing stories as a writer, or even as an academic writer sharing research, or in law by communicating and mediating for your clients. i think for some of you, you would like a position of power. and for others you may not. for those who do, you would do well to use your power and authority for others rather than not doing so. you'd find more fulfilment and success by helping others. and mediating also. taking on communication responsibilities for third parties would be a good career for you. for example, an agent who helps people find jobs and corporations to find employees. hosting job interviews for the people you work for. even ghost-writing, communicating on behalf of the client. again with law. you may also enjoy the feeling of being responsible for transfers, employees, assets, moving companies. anything that involves moving one thing from one place to another.

i'm seeing disputes/conflict. perhaps you may deal with this a lot in your work environment or otherwise, it could mean your career typically involves this. i'm seeing HR settling an issue between employees. things like that. you might naturally be drawn to conflict or drama, and if not you are just interested in it. therefore, a position which allows you to be involved in it as an outsider would be interesting to you. there would always be something new to keep you on your toes. and you would feel very gratified after helping others solve their problems. in environments where there is lack of communication and poor leadership, you would fit in well in the role of solving these issues. it's very much a behind the scenes job but it is incredibly valuable to companies.

you need a job which will not disturb your work life balance. it's best to only take on a career which does not require you to work overtime, or where workload leaks into your private time and life. it is important to have a job where you can work hard, but only within the working hours. a job where you can give fair and honest work and feel appreciated enough to have your own time to spend with loved ones and yourself.

a job where you can always remain unbiased. you may feel uncomfortable picking sides so a place which encourages objectivity would be a good fit for you. you might also enjoy jobs in health and fitness. somewhere that encourages others to do their best. teaching, also. law and order are important also.

a slow paced environment would be perfect for you. fast paced might lead to high levels of stress. so slow paced is better. successful careers are built over time. you're not too fussed about seeing amazing results straight away because you know the best results always come after long and consistent efforts. so jobs which require you to be very patient would be good. you expect all of your work to pay off in the future. because of this, i also thing agricultural industries may be good. the final message is to not be swayed by other people's thoughts and opinions. there may be some people who have hidden motives with you and your career. you may struggle to make good decisions and not know who to trust which may end up with you trusting the wrong people. be careful, and hone in on your intuition because it will help you in the most crucial times of your career.

suggested careers/fields: animal care, justice system, politics, judge, lawyer, sales person, guidance counsellor, public speaking, doctor (not specifically medical but in other fields), self-employed, problem solving, mediator, HR, teacher, auditor, law, financial institutions, health and fitness, farming, gardening/landscaping, charity worker, social worker, engineer, scientist, STEM, activist, telecommunication, journalism, trading, public relations, events manager, customer service, liaison.

cards: the magician, the sun, two of swords rv, five of swords, justice, seven of pentacles, high priestess rv

🩶 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚

overall, this pile feels quiet and mellow. so i think calm jobs that don't involve too much excitement would be good for you. a job that doesn't require far too much effort from you, but you still know exactly what you are doing in the job. which is funny because most of the cards suggest otherwise, but the vibes i'm feeling are different. i randomly heard "beware of snakes" so maybe it is that you want to avoid bad vibes from others. you want to do well and have the personality and potential to perform incredibly (it is represented by the two aces and the magician) but you are afraid of attracting jealousy from others. most of you may believe in nazar, or the evil eye. you want to do well quietly, staying humble and not gaining too much attention from others.

you might want to avoid the overly friendly workplaces, the companies that tell you "we're all like family" because odds are your coworkers will be all up in your business when you don't want them to be. and more often that not, they may not like to see of hear about you doing well. of course, you can choose whichever company you want yo work for, this is all subjective. however, the message is strong here to not let coworkers get too close. if you feel like you need to be cautious, do not doubt it at all. jobs where you can work independently or remotely may be good for you. i think you enjoy the responsibilities and the isolation you can get from those jobs. you can really focus on your own work instead of worrying about socialising and networking (which are important, don't get me wrong but i think you are not the type of person to be heavily involved in such activities).

technology and IT. jobs where you're required to use your brain. you need mental and intellectual stimulation so jobs which require lots of brainwork would be great for you. also jobs which require you to have a sharp and quick mind, and even a quick tongue. a job where you need to respond quickly, on the spot. maybe as a lawyer or judge. i think you are the type of person who tends to avoid making decisions but i believe the best career for you would involve you needing to make decisions as a part of it.

i also see jobs where you can provide stability for others as well as providing stability for yourself. this could mean that setting up your own business to help or guide others would give you a lot of satisfaction. such as a personal trainer, life coach, dietician etc anything that will allow you to improve the lives of others. you could even be thinking of starting your own sales company. i'm seeing a position where you are calm, smart, and powerful. logical and rational, and also honest. key organisational abilities here, like secretarial duties. a job where you can keep things organised tightly.

there is a huge duality here. like, i see you craving to be a bold and confident person in your ideal job, someone who is admired by others but in reality you are afraid to be that person. maybe you are not used to being in the spotlight and you're not ready to start now. so you must find a balance between the two. you can be confident without needing to be in the spotlight. i think your biggest fear in regards to career is conflict. you want to avoid uneasy workplace relationships. you don't want to be too close with your coworkers but at the same time you don't want to be left out. you want to perform well and show off how good you are at what you do but you're terrified of other people being jealous of you. there's not much i can say other than jealousy is often rooted in workplaces. no matter where you work, there will always be others who are jealous of you, some places more than the next. however, what matter the most is your own comfort and confidence. don't admit to defeat out of fear of others. if you love a job. go for it. i'm literally hearing it right now. don't let your fear of others hold you back, but always be careful about what you share.

suggested careers/fields: IT, psychiatry, surgeon, engineer, affiliate marketing, life coach, personal trainer, fertility, army and police, investigations, detective, guide, translator, business job, nine to five, desk job, logistics, bargaining, vlogger, running your own business, innovation, writer, interior design.

cards: ace of swords, ace of pentacles, the magician, king of swords, five of swords, two of swords, nine of wands

🩶 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

i cannot say this first paragraph is for all of you however, it will resonate with some of you. the career you have in mind right now, or the one you are currently in, is not the right one for you. i see there needs to be some change or transformation in your career. of course it is not easy to just change career. but if you feel this message is for you, it might be worth looking into a new career which is more worth your time and effort. there is a decision that needs to be made. if you're thinking of switching careers/field, this paragraph and reading is definitely for you.

overall, i'm seeing two different sides to this pile. one side is an authoritarian side, position of power and respect. while the other is more caring and nurturing. your ideal career could be either of those, or both. i see a number of you preferring to be in a job with explicit structure. a jobs that tells you what you need to do. so you know what you need to do every day and there is no confusion over tasks or responsibilities. but at the same time, you want to have some freedom. every day cannot be the same or you'll get bored. that is why is see jobs involved in childcare. you know your responsibilities in regards to caring for children, but with children, no day will be the same. this could also be caring for animals, elderly people, people with disabilities or other vulnerable people.

and although jobs where you can connect with children would be good, any job which can allow you to connect with others in general is a good choice. particularly, partnerships. a business partnership would be great as you can connect with others as well as structure your own enterprise. and since you rely on a structure from others to keep you in order, having other people work with you in an enterprise can keep you in line. also, if you know about the principal agent theory, i think you would perform well as an agent. you do well when performing tasks on behalf of a principal. in addition, when you are working for someone else, you know what you are doing, and what you need to achieve in order to satisfy them. whereas if you are working entirely for yourself, you might often feel confused about what needs to be done.

practical jobs which require thinking (but not too much thinking) would be great for you. you like to be actively involved, both physically and mentally, in your work which means repetitive jobs that have you on autopilot most of the time would be too draining and unsatisfying for you. but still, i think you would greatly appreciate professional settings and/or professional boundaries. i believe some of you may also work well in a field which is somehow connected to your past. for example, if you grew up with financial difficulties, you would be most satisfied in finance. or if you had a difficult childhood, then you would enjoy giving care to children. if you really enjoyed school, you might be most comfortable working in a school. it's that kind of theme and is entirely subjective to your own experiences. but something from your childhood connecting with your career is relevant.

one message here is to let go of insecurities and jealousy and imposter syndrome. because you want to be the best of the best, and you compare yourself to others a lot. you might often feel inclined to outdo others. it's a normal feeling, but the cards here are saying to let go of those thought habits. it will not bring you anything good. building up a successful and stealthy career for yourself will greatly be based on creating a foundation from your values as well as your passion. so don't sabotage yourself or others for your own success. keep in line with your morals. spiritual guidance also comes up here. so perhaps seek some in order to overcome these traits, and maybe consider it as a part of your career.

i can't tell your stance on risk, i feel it is a mixed bunch here. some of you may like taking risk while others do not. if you feel like a career which involves risk is something you are interested in, the cards do tell you that it is a very important decision, however, you must make calculated risks. don't just take the leap of faith. you need a thorough plan. i also see something creative, like art or writing, maybe even food. take it as it resonates and if you feel attracted to pile one also, give it a read because that is the creative pile.

suggested careers/fields: hierarchy, desk job, large corporations, teaching, childcare, primary school, paediatric, healthcare, hospital, banking, army, tax, career advisor, funeral director, financial advisor, insurance, software engineer, therapist, lecturer, spiritual guide, bookkeeping, church, electricity/energy, power plants, technology, chef.

cards: the lovers, death, king of pentacles, six of cups, four of pentacles, the hierophant, the fool, two of swords

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lookingfts · 18 days ago

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"Anthony thinks it’s so hot, of course, and every time she comes home he’s tugging her onto his lap and wants to hear all about her night of debauchery."

Sexy drabble.....? 👉🏻👈🏻

Sexy drabble!

Oh, his wife was lovely like this.

Flushed cheeks and wide eyes, full of wine and fire, a broad smile on her gorgeous face. It was late, but he had been using her absence to catch up on his affairs. Something in his chest settled when he heard her footsteps outside the room, an instinctive smile coming to his face as she cracked the door open and peeked into the room.

“Hello, my love,” he said on an exhale. Kate slipped in and shut the door behind her, grinning as she dropped herself into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I have missed you.”

“I missed you too,” his wife murmured, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. This close, he could see the slight glaze of her eyes, the healthy glow in her cheeks.

It warmed his heart. Among the many things she had been denied for too much of her life was fun. For years, she had worked and fretted and worn herself down to the bone without the releases, the revelry, that he himself had enjoyed.

Shortly after their marriage, Kate learned of the existence of a certain club called the Den of Iniquity – a haven for married women to drink and gamble and indulge. He did not worry; under the watchful eyes of Lady Danbury, he was certain that no harm would come to Kate. That, and she was quite capable of taking care of herself, as Anthony learned time and time again when she bested him at something.

Her fingers toyed with the fine hairs at the base of his neck, a gesture so tender and affectionate that Anthony felt his heart swell within his chest. It snuck up on him at odd times – how dearly he loved his Kathani, how fervently she loved him in return.

She had confided in him one night – after no small amount of drink – that she felt infinitely fortunate. So many of the women would return to an empty bedchamber, a marriage in name only, while she went home to him. Home to passion, devotion, affection. “You are in good spirits. What did you get up to tonight?”

Kate smiled languidly. “Nothing that will tarnish our family’s pristine reputation,” she teased, tapping his nose with her finger. As if she could possibly mar the Bridgerton name in any way he and his brothers had not already managed. “Lady Danbury has been confiding in me her little secrets. I feel as though she is grooming me to run the Den when she no longer wishes to.”

It was an obvious choice. Lady Danbury had great respect for Kate, as did the whole Ton, now. However popular his family had been prior to Kate becoming the new Lady Bridgerton, that was increased tenfold. Pride surged in Anthony as he watched the other young ladies – and quite a few of the men – hang onto her every word.

“I have always liked a woman in charge,” Anthony hummed, testing her mood with a soft stroke of his finger across the top of her breast. Kate was often quite…rowdy after her nights at the Den. If he would not be summarily beaten with a cane, he would thank Lady Danbury for facilitating some of their most adventurous nights of lovemaking.

Sure enough, Kate tipped her head back and moaned softly, leaning into the touch. Opening to him like a flower that bloomed most spectacularly at night. “Anthony.”

His lips brushed against the elegant curve of her neck, his hand disappearing beneath the bodice of her dress to cover her breast. “My beautiful, wanton wife,” Anthony said silkily, squeezing the soft flesh and thumbing at her peaked nipple. “Have you had your fill of debauchery for the evening?”

With significant effort, Kate shook her head, a soft smile on her face. “There is always room for a little more.”

And when they collapsed against his desk some time later after a rather vigorous – and loud – rut from behind, Anthony mused to himself that the Den of Iniquity really was a marvelous invention.

#drabble #bridgerton #kanthony #kate x anthony #anthony x kate #bridgerton fic #asks and answers

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WN Women Bonus Polls #3: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

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Han Sooyoung / Han Suyeong from ORV / Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

Submission 1: I can't even begin to explain the real reason so I'll just. She's everything. Consumes my every waking thought. Someone else please take the lead and add propaganda for me

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Han Suyeong is a writer. She is cunning, self-serving and confident. Her avatar skill allows her to divide herself into as many copies as she pleases, and each copy can look like anyone. Her only weakness is that if she loses the copies, she loses memories. She initially starts as an antagonist who is not afraid to murder some people on her way to the top. She gradually bonds with the main character due to their shared knowledge and shared love of stories. *MAJOR spoilers for manhwa readers* She gradually becomes one of the three main characters. She is one of the two people from the main cast to become a constellation (god-like beings living off stories). She spearheads the attempts to rescue the one person who matters most to her, even when it is impossible. Even when everyone else has given up years ago. She dooms whole universes and all their people for her one person. She sacrifices everything.

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Jang Hayoung from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint / ORV

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Propaganda for Jang Hayoung: Transwoman, universe-hopper, canonically the prettiest character. Personifies one of the themes of the book. You can't know anyone just by looking from the outside; or more spesifically - you can't ever know anyone fully. The inside of their heads will always be a mystery for you. You can't ever know if they receive the words you say and the actions you do as you intended them. You can't ever know how the things you do affect another person. You can't ever know them. But it's worthwhile to try anyway.

Jung Heewon from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint / ORV

“Just because I am a murderer doesn’t mean I want to keep killing. I don’t want to be a monster.” - Jung Heewon, Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, Chapter 31

Jung Heewon rights forever and ever. She’s so funny and cool and witty and funny and good and kind. I’m not far enough or eloquent enough to explain why she’s the best, so here’s another quote:

“They lived their whole lives inside the cages of their worldview, only to be used by the invaders from the outside. Demanding such people to be brave was the very act of violence itself. Jung Heewon wanted to tell them; tell them that they didn’t have to fight, that she’d do something to resolve this by herself, somehow.” - Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, Chapter 395 (Tumblr)

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Lee Jihye from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint / ORV

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Lee Jihye is boisterous, a little childish and even abrasive. She brags, jokes around, gets into teenage hijinks. But under the surface there is a great deal of survivor's guilt, self-loathing and insecurity. She is a traumatized teenager who killed her best friend to live, and has to live with that for the rest of her life. She is an incredibly talented swordsman and a general capable of turning a battle around all on her own. And a girl just trying to learn how to survive.

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Lee Sookyung from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint / ORV

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Uriel from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint / ORV

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Additional Propaganda 1: Cheerful and kind personality, amazing powers for smiting evil, huge rpf shipper. Think fujoshi but for people you actually know in real life 😂

Additional Propaganda 2: Member of the Absolute Good constellations, ships the main character with the protagonist. About to bankrupt her constellation paying for new content for her ship 😉

Yu Sangah / Yoo Sangah from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

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Yu Sangah is a intelligent and hardworking woman with a vast array of skills, which are sadly not optimized for surviving the apocalypse. But there is nothing she can't learn if she puts her mind into it, and soon enough she is a powerful force to be reckoned with. She has the best interpersonal skills of the main cast and a vast array of knowledge. Her fighting style is graceful, athletic and utterly brutal. She wields dual daggers and threads. All the while she remains the moral heart of the group, a steadfast support to her friends, and a capable leader in her own right.

#han sooyoung #jang hayoung #jung heewon #lee jihye #lee sookyung #uriel #uriel orv #yoo sangah #orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #polls #wn women bonus polls #favorite wn women tournament #queue

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lgchyun · 9 months ago

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CASTING CALL 016: nknd audition COUNT: 984 words

entering the room for the private interview, hyun bowed at seo youngjae politely. he was nervous. this was an open audition for a new boy group and hyun wanted to join this group--any group that would take him. debut was the ultimate goal for any trainee and as he entered his third year of trianing, he wanted to reach that goal more than ever. "hello sir, i'm third year trainee, yoo hyun."

seo youngjae asked first, "so yoo hyun, why are you interested in being in NEWKIDS NEWDREAMS?"

"becoming an idol has been my goal since i auditioned for legacy. becoming a part of this new group will help achieve that goal." he stated. debuting as an idol was one of his biggest dreams since he was young and a central focus while at legacy. "i also think cementing myself as part of the original lineup of a group will show my commitment to wanting that group to succeed" during his time at legacy he had seen many of their groups go through lineup changes, but he hoped that he could prove as a stable force in a new group. "i also believe my skills and talents can add positively to this group if i am added to it. i will work hard to ensure that i am always making positive contributions to any lineup i am a part of." [88 words of dialogue]

he then asked, "considering the current confirmed members, what can you add to the formation ON AND OFF stage if you are picked?"

"on stage: i have and continuing to work hard to become a well rounded performer. i want to be someone that can form into any role thrust onto me. recently, i have been spending time and energy working on my rap abilities, in order to grow more as an on stage performer." he responds, knowing that he has the capabilities to become a better and more useful performer to any lineup he could be added to.

"and off-stage?" seo youngjae repeated.

he took a moment to consider the question. wasn't the on stage performance the most important part? "off stage...i think, well, i've also trained in modeling so i think that could service my future group well. it's something that i am very interested in pursuing and could help boost a group's notoriety and fame." he thought that might too not be enough. "in terms of the group dynamic, i'm on the more...shy and quiet side, but i think i could add a calming and mature energy to the group, to help balance out any stronger personalities." he stated. [123 words of dialogue]

taking note of his response, seo youngjae continued, "which skill (singing, dancing, acting, modeling, instrument...) do you want to be known for and why?"

"since i was a kid, i've wanted to dance. it is what drew me to wanting to be an idol and a passion i've pursued wholeheartedly while being a trainee." he began, wanting to show that his focus and passions lied in dancing. "i've continue my growth in the dance field at every opportunity, including expanding my skills into learning how to choreograph routines. i'm most confident in street style dances, but i have done my best to learn all manners of styles that would be useful in an idol group." he realized he hadn't really answered the question in his rant about loving dance. "so, dancing, would be my answer. i want to be known as a talented and versatile dancer." he concluded. [95 words of dialogue]

once hyun was finished, seo youngjae continued with his next question, "what kind of concept are you good at and what kind are you bad at?"

"i've always preferred darker, more intense concepts from idols and artists i'm a fan of." but that didn't seem to be the concept of this new group and he wanted to get into this new group if he could, "but really any concept that allows me to put full force into my performances, i enjoy. even if it's not a concept i personally enjoy in my free time, i can still enjoy performing something new. i really enjoy any concept that is fun and challenging to dance to is always what draws me to it." he quickly added, wanting to seem like he would be a good fit for this group. "i don't back away from a challenge." he finished, hoping that maybe the coach would want to hear that. [78 words of dialogue]

"finally, what kind of group would you ideally want to be part of and why?" hyun looked at the older man confused, so the manage added, "for example: self-composing or self-content making type of group. or a group known for high performance or live vocals, etc."

hyun nodded, understanding what seo youngjae was asking but unsure of how to respond. when he thought of a future group he would want to be apart of, his mind didn't immediately turn towards the content or performances. he generally thought of concepts that he enjoyed, music styles he would want to perform, activities he would want to do outside of just performing. but it was an important part of a group's identity. "i really enjoy performing, so being a part of a group that is known for energetic and intense performances is important to me. even if it's not something the group is 'known' for, i hope that my performances can help us be known for it." he answered. performing was a central part of being an idol. hyun thought a group should have that down that aspect down first before focusing on other aspects. "being able to put on a good show is something i've admired about senior groups." he added, specifically thinking about how groups like type zero had been able to wow him as a fan and trainee. [76 words of dialogue]

#lgc:castingcall016 #filed under : solo #'many of their groups go through lineup changes' and ive had two boys join and then leave lgc groups #...the call is coming from inside the house

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meeeeeeese · 2 years ago

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Time to introduce my Thief: Captain 'Powderkeg' Rowan, ship captain, pirate hunter and former slave.

Rowan's origin is a bit of a mystery, even to himself, as he was kidnapped in a pirate raid at a young age and forced into slavery aboard one of the pirate fleets menacing the sea of sorrows. Due to the young age at which he was taken and the trauma associated with the event he has little memory of his parents, his home or even his last name. He was branded with a slave tattoo and forced into hard labour, doing whatever the pirates didn't feel like doing themselves. His early years were hard, but they would have been a lot harder had it not been for the ships quartermaster, an aged norn woman who was always kind to him, let him take his time cleaning storerooms and pretending not to notice when he pinched some extra food.

One day when he was ordered to once again clean the gunpowder storage, the quartermaster locked the door behind her and said "from today on, rough seas will spill several barrels of gunpowder, and you be cleaning them, every day. That's what you'll say if anyone asks you why you're spending so much time in here." Before he could respond she threw a dagger at his feet before exclaiming "come on, attack! Show me what you can do!". She began to train him, spending an hour every day showing him how to fight in the ways of the thief. Several years passed, and he spent every moment that no one was looking to practice the moves he'd been taught. With each training session he began to feel more confident, more defiant, less accepting of his lot in life and soon, he began to dream of freedom from the ship that he'd been confined to for so long.

However, as he was first starting to dream up a potential plan of escape he was woken up in the middle of the night by his mentor, dressed differently than usual, instead of her usual loose fabrics she was clad in tight leather, the lower half of her face hidden by a mask. She knelt down and spoke. "Don't say anything, no one can know this talk happened." She sighed, " Rowan, I have to go away now, I wish I could have spent more time teaching you but it seems that time is something I'm in short supply of right now. Listen to me, you're going to escape this life of slavery, you're more than capable of it. When you do, head to Lion's Arch, theres an apple seller there. Show him this" and she placed a small seal next to his head, "and he'll be able to help you." She got up to leave, paused, and briefly turned back to place a dagger next to the seal "may snow leopard guide you" then she turned away, muttered something under her breath, and shadowstepped away.

The seal had a symbol of three linked circles emblazoned apon it. Rowan didn't know it yet, but it was the symbol of the order of whispers. The following morning the ship was abuzz with rumours that the ships quartermaster had absconded with several pieces of Orrian treasure. Luckily, no one paid attention to the slave boy swabbing the decks and, taking her words to heart, he started to develop a plan to escape. He struck while the pirate were in port, with a sit of stolen lockpicks he broke into the gunpowder storage, and lit the fuse before booking it off the ship, the pirates didn't spend much time chasing him before they were distracted by a massive hole being blasted in their ship.

He did as the quatermaster instructed, seeking out the apple seller ,learning about the order of whispers and finding out that he was trained by one of their covert agents. He spent some time working with them, enjoying his new life as a free man and building up wealth to buy his own ship, because while he got one ship, there were entire fleets of pirates looting, pillaging and enslaving others just like him. When he had enough money, he left active duty in the order to buy a ship and hire a small crew, becoming a privateer focused on taking up bounties on notorious pirates.

While happy with his crew and adventurous life, he still wishes he could discover where he comes from, meet his parents or at least learn about them. Most of all, he wants to find his mentor again to thank her, as the order wasn't keen on disclosing the status of agents without an active need to know.

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #captain powderkeg #moose oc posting

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archangelmacaron · 2 years ago

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I woke up painfully early again, so I guess my New Year's musings can go here.

It's really strange to think about how, not even a year ago, I wasn't writing or drawing at all. I hadn't seriously sat at a keyboard for years, and hadn't picked up a pencil for even longer than that. I always loved writing, but I just didn't feel like I had much to say. I've always felt confident in my ability to write fanfiction believably, but original stories seemed so far beyond me. I tried to write something once dealing with my grief of losing someone important to me, but even then, the problem was I was too focused on what other people would think of it--and this was before the word 'problematic' was thrown all over the internet. 'Is this character too mean? is this one too much of a 'mary sue'? She's sixteen and he's an ancient fae, is that too much of an age gap!?' (Even back then, it was a human-inhuman relationship, although the characters were all human-looking--something I'm a little bored by now, if I'm honest!) I really didn't get very far in this... and I'm almost positive I unthinkingly deleted all copies. My biggest mistake was I felt I needed to write in order--so of course I'd get stuck! I think it was Calvin Wong who said, drastically paraphrasing, 'painters don't start by always painting the top left corner blue, why is writing different?' I cannot explain what a breakthrough it was to understand that I didn't have to write scene A, then B, then C, etc--I could write scene D or even M or Z, whatever came to me at that moment, and go back and loop them together--or discard them if they no longer fit. There really are no rules.

My other major breakthrough was realizing I didn't want to write about human relationships. I actually can pinpoint when that occurred, after playing a few seasons of Noel TMF, I started to feel hungry for something, some specific story with specific dynamics, but I couldn't say what. After being unable to find something that hit that spot, I realized it was up to me to create it myself. I sat down one day and started to write for myself only. I never intended to share it with anyone, and that was very freeing--especially as literally all of my artistic work for years was made to be shared, it didn't have meaning otherwise. It's not really an art form I would do 'just for me.' Noel wasn't the only inspiration here. A few years ago, The Ancient Magus' Bride came out, and I cannot overstate the impact that had on me. Chise and I went through almost the exact same thing which just blew my mind. I cannot describe how cathartic it was to read the words 'I don't forgive you' about such a situation. Watching her learn and grow and become happy meant so much to me, and while back then, I would never have considered myself capable of writing such a story myself, now I know it's what I want to do. I want to help someone else, the way that helped me understand recovery is possible no matter what you've been through, no matter how cursed you feel. Sometimes, I do still feel cursed, it's like people drag that curse back to me, like I can't escape it--which was why I was struggling so hard this month. I had to understand that the familial relationships I craved my entire life were not the familial relationships I was ever going to have, and let that dream go.

And so, I set out to write my own stories of healing and understanding and mystery and just a touch of horror. And I haven't been able to stop since. I'm not sure if, by excitedly looking forward to writing every day, to write something that 'hit the spot' I was seeking, that I trained myself into needing to write every day--I know that's how it worked for drawing, a habit is much more important than motivation! I think the final reason I write so much is, well, you! The support and enthusiasm from this handful of people who read my stories, starting with fanfic, and then actually caring about my original content, has blown my mind. The burst of joy I get from reading a comment--any comment--is one of the best feelings of my life. Even a 'like' on a post excites and inspires me to keep sharing, and even thinking that I'd like to reach more people for whom my stories 'hit the spot.' This is long, so maybe my art musings can be done another day. Or maybe I can go back to work on writing, after all, I really love it now! Thank you again for all your support. That matters, far more than you might think. I hope I keep creating things that make you smile!

#macaron musings #long musings

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Start Your Sex Life Off Right This Year With These 12 Themes

I've got 12 ways to make the sex that you're having even better this year!

Shellie R. Warren

Jan. 28, 2022 06:58PM EST

Whew. The more that I read, write and talk about sex, the more I realize that there will never be a time when I’ll learn all that there is to know. And honestly, that’s kind of what I like so much about it — sex has got layers and layers and even more layers to it. So, let’s use that to our advantage in 2022 by making this the year that we’re absolutely determined to have some of the best sex EVER, starting with implementing some monthly themes; ones that can help us to experience more when it comes to how we see ourselves, how to please our partner and how to enjoy sex on a whole ‘nother level!

JANUARY: Purging

Let me tell it, one of the main reasons why a lot of New Year’s Resolutions don’t work is because people try and implement new habits before purging out some of the old mindsets that caused the bad/unhealthy/counterproductive patterns in the first place. Sex fits into this point. Whether it’s poor sexual communication, faking orgasms, fantasizing about past sexual partners (while you’re engaging with your current sexual partner), getting horrible sex-related advice from other people, being too hard on yourself when it comes to your body image, or lack of sexual confidence (check out “10 Sensuous Ways To Boost Your Sexual Self-Esteem”) — whatever the case may be, use the first month of this year to really purge (to rid, clear or free) whatever you think is hindering you from having the best sex life possible.

If you need a little help with narrowing down what those things may be, “The Art Of Sex Journaling (And Why You Should Do It)” and “Why 'Vaginal Mapping' Needs To Be Part Of Your Healing Journey” may be able to help you out.

FEBRUARY: Stamina

Here’s what’s a trip about this point. Whenever I’m in my sessions with couples, it’s not just the wives who talk about wishing that their husbands lasted longer. Once husbands get their second wind (with round two), a lot of them say that their wives become worn out quicker than they would like to as well. It’s actually pretty Google-able that men only need around five minutes to climax while we sit somewhere at around 20 (including foreplay). Yet who said that sex — especially when it’s really good sex — shouldn’t go for longer than even that? This is where stamina comes into play. Not just physical stamina (check out “We’ve Got Some All-Natural Ways To Increase Stamina & Sensitivity”) but mental stamina too (check out “What Exactly Is 'Orgasmic Meditation?”).

By honing in on ways to make sex last longer, it can help you and your partner to learn more about each other’s sexual needs and how to make sex about more than just “reaching the mountaintop” at the end. This includes all kinds of sex, by the way; not just intercourse (check out “12 Things You Should Do During Oral Sex (That You Probably Aren't),” “Want To Have Hotter Oral Sex? STOP Doing These 8 Things.,” “Are You Ready To Amp Up Your Oral Sex Game? Try This.,” “If Your Man Sucks At Oral Sex, This Is Probably Why,” “How To Make Him Better At Oral (Without Putting Him On The Spot)” and “Sooo...What If You HATE Oral?”).

MARCH: Daily Sex

So, here’s a question. When’s the last time you had sex, every single day, for a month straight? Whenever I’m dealing with a sexless couple (who is physically capable), this is oftentimes what I will recommend. The reason why is because, while there are dozens of reasons for why people in long-term relationships allow sex to become less of a priority, one of the main ones is they have simply stopped being intentional about it. It’s hard to get into the habit of treating something like it’s absolutely essential if it’s a part of your daily routine, so why not use the first month of spring to either get your sex life back on track or to find new ways to get closer to your partner by committing to some sort of sexual activity, every single day of March (and yes, I know that it’s 31 days)?

If you need a little help figuring all of this out, “Having Sex Every Day. For A Month. Straight. Can Transform Your Marriage.,” “10 Simple Ways Married Couples Can Make More Time For Sex,” “How To Make Sex Easier (& More Fun) When You've Got Kids,” “Why Couples Should Engage In 'Midnight Sex' More Often,” “Here’s How To Make Morning Sex...Sexier,” and “The Truth About Period Sex” can offer up a few insights.

APRIL: Nostalgia

When it comes to the definitions of nostalgia, one that I personally like a lot is “a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life.” That said, isn’t it interesting that when we talk about taking walks down memory lane on the romance tip, recreating first dates immediately comes to mind but not really recreating first sexual experiences? When it comes to the first time you had with your partner, what are your favorite memories about it? When it comes to the best sex you’ve ever had with your partner, what qualifies it to have that title?

Setting the stage for some of your moment cherished and treasured times, sending each other random texts and emails to talk about it, returning to the “scene of the crime” by booking the exact same reservation in a hotel room that brings a big smile to your face — make that the theme for April. It will help to cultivate warmth and familiarity that can set the stage for May.

MAY: Experimentation

Aside from the fact that experimentation can help to keep boredom from settling into your sexual relationship, there are other benefits that come with trying things that you’ve never done before, entertaining ideas that you’re super curious about, and/or doing certain things that you haven’t experienced with your current partner as of yet. Sexual experimentation strengthens communication. Sexual experimentation helps you to learn more about your (and his) erogenous zones (check out “So, What If ‘Typical Erogenous Zones’ Annoy TF Outta You?”). Sexual experimentation can tear down walls of fear or intimidation that you may have about certain acts or activities. Sexual experimentation can intensify your orgasms. Sexual experimentation can introduce you to a side of yourself you may not have known existed — because you never really experimented before.

One of the best ways to get this month going is to either create or share your sexual bucket list with your partner. And because this month is all about experimentation, try doing the things (on his list as well as yours) that challenge you the most…first. You know, one of the best things about experimenting, sexually, is it’s all about trust — and the more you trust your partner, in every facet of your relationship, the better your relationship will become over time.

JUNE: Nudity

There is something special about people who don’t mind having sex in the daytime or with the lights on. Whether they realize it or not, it conveys a level of self-confidence that only makes sexual interaction that much better…and hotter. Besides, it’s absolutely no secret that most men are stimulated visually, and trust me, it’s also the case that we tend to be WAY HARDER on our bodies than they are about them (men tell me this all of the time). So, meet up for midday sex and refuse to close your blackout curtains. Cook dinner sometimes with nothing or only panties on. If you’re not sleeping naked already, what the heck is holding you up?

If it’s been a minute since you’ve TOTALLY DISROBED (because I know people who like to keep something on during sex, every single time) or even took off your wig or weave (I also know men who have NEVER seen their partner’s natural hair) — it’s June which is the first month of summer. It’s hot, so why not use this as an opportunity to wear as little as possible, for as long as possible. Your partner won’t complain one bit. I can promise you that.

JULY: Orgasms. Lots and Lots of Orgasms.

Since I’ve been writing for this platform, there really is no telling how many articles I’ve written on orgasms. The reason why I’m so passionate about making sure that we tackle this particular topic, just as thoroughly as possible, is because if there is one thing that all women deserve to have, as much as absolutely possible, it’s orgasms. Not because sex can’t be good without them but because if you’ve ever had one before, you know the kind of true fulfillment an orgasm can bring. So yeah, in the month when fireworks are going off more than any other time of the year, strive to have as many orgasms as possible. Can’t think of a more satisfying way to live life. Can you?

AUGUST: Dirty Talk

Personally, my top love language is words of affirmation, so it doesn’t shock me in the least that I am a HUGE fan of dirty talk. I mean, HUGE. If you want a scientific reasonfor why a lot of us are turned on by “dirty” words, it’s because hearing them stimulates the part of our brain that brings us to physical sexual arousal; this makes complete and total sense when you consider the fact that the biggest sex organ that all of us have is our brain. That said, just like there are some people who hate kissing(what in the world?), I know some who aren’t turned on by, as Kelly Rowland once put it, verbal “Motivation” either (again, what in the world?).

Still, if you’re someone who doesn’t participate in dirty talk because you are self-conscious or scared of “not doing it right,” this month has your name written all over it. Start off my reading erotica with your partner (take turns with chapters). Verbally describe what you like doing to him and what you like him to do to you. Talk about the last sexual memory you have that drove you up the wall in the best way possible. Think about the words that you like to hear most when you’re aroused and ask him to whisper them during copulation. Amp up your sexting game (check out “Let's Talk About Sext: 30 Sexts You Can Send To Bae Right Now”).

If you’ve never really done much dirty talking before, I get how the thought of it could make you a little shy. Look at it this way, though — if you’re comfortable with letting someone literally enter you, stepping out of your comfort zone to verbally “go there” shouldn’t seem quite as frightening or frustrating. I don’t know one man who hates some nasty dialogue. And personally, I can’t think of one way that dirty talking would make sex worse instead of better.

SEPTEMBER: Mindfulness

When you get a chance, check out “How About Having A 'Mindful Orgasm' Tonight?.” Something that I have always been a fan of is mindfulness because it’s all about 1) staying in the moment; 2) being self-aware; 3) getting still; 4) remaining focused; 5) becoming curious; 6) being attentive and 7) getting out of your head and enjoying things as they come — and how can any of this not be the recipe for great sex? So y’all, September is pretty simple. Get together with your partner to discuss things that you both can do, sexually, that check off the boxes of what it means to be mindful.

Take all of the clocks out of your bedroom. Talk about what your deepest sexual desires and urges are. Do some deep breathing and mutual massaging. Be intentional about not allowing anyone or anything to distract you while you’re cultivating intimacy with your partner. Explore each other. Ask non-triggering sex-related questions that you’ve always been wanting the answers to. Pay attention to your partner’s responses and reactions to different things that you do. Don’t overthink your actions or techniques — just have fun. Sexual mindfulness is pretty underrated but it shouldn’t be. Use this entire month to make it something that you become a lasting fan of.

SEPTEMBER: Mindfulness

OCTOBER: Fulfilled Fantasies

An aphorist by the name of Mason Cooley once said, “Fantasy mirrors desire. Imagination reshapes it.” I think all of this is a great way to set the stage for October’s sexual theme because I personally believe that having fantasies and wanting to fulfill them with your partner is an essential part of having a satisfying sex life because it does just what the quote says — taps into desires and builds on imagination. I can assure you that both you and your partner have some fantasies that have gone unfulfilled; it’s just that rarely do these things come up unless one is prompted to discuss them.

So, whether it’s playing dress-up, having sex in a “taboo” location, experimenting with certain toys, taping a session (check out “Before You Make A DIY Sex Tape, Read This.”), engaging in some prostate milking (check out “What In The World Is 'Prostate Milking'? And Chile, How Do You Do It?”), becoming a squirting expert (check out “Is Squirting Really Worth The Hype?”) — whatever is running around in that brain of yours — so long as it won’t damage the integrity of your relationship and you bothare down to try it — use this month to make it happen. Fulfilled fantasies are always fun!

NOVEMBER: Emotional Intimacy

Last fall, I wrote an article for the site entitled, “6 Genuine Signs You're Making An Emotional Connection With Your Sex Partner.” One of the points that I made in it is, I don’t care if it’s a man or a woman or what the age of the individual might be, I don’t personally know anyone who doesn’t think that sex is better when there is some sort of emotional connection that’s established. So, if it seems like there is a bit of a “disconnect” between you and yours, set aside some time to get back on the same page. Go on some dates. Share some recent aspirations and goals. Affirm one another. Talk about your current feelings and be a good sounding board for him to do the same.

Do gestures that express appreciation. Toast each other with glasses of wine or apple cider. Turn off all of your gadgets (at least a few times a week) so that you can engage in some pillow talk. Admit when you’re wrong (without justifying or deflecting) and apologize. Forgive him when he does the same. Come up with a list of things neither one of you has ever done before (outside of sex) and do them together. Emotional intimacy cultivates safety and sex is oh so good when you feel safe with the one you’re having it with.

DECEMBER: Topping Yourself

After 11 months of themes and exercises, it’s my hope that your sex life has only gotten better. Prove that to one another by using all of December to create the environment to have some of the best sex either of you has ever had — not just with one another but in your entire lives! In fact, if you can, try and plan some sort ofsexcation. It’s January now, so you’ve got plenty of time to save some coins and book a reservation. I’m telling you — when it’s purposed in your mind to make each experience better than the one before, there’s no way that sex can’t become more pleasurable, more exciting, and more gratifying than ever!

Oh, and if you’re like me and you try to support Black-owned businesses as much as possible, Condé Nastpublished an article last spring entitled, “Black-Owned Hotels Throughout the World” that I’m thinking could definitely be the icing on the cake of your sexcation, chile. ENJOY!

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The Song Has Ended, Its Echoes Remain: Miraculous Prompt of the Day

TW: Potential S5 endgame trauma. Theorizing, not spoiling.

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The gaps in her memory haunt her. She senses the void, that something very important had dwelled there, but the doors in her mind are padlocked shut. The perception of her own incompleteness is maddening; it has her second-guessing her every decision, pulling back from so many facets of her everyday life.

But as frustrated as she feels, one look at him reminds her that she's far from the unluckiest around.

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"If there is hope for either of them," Su Han had told Alya, "it lies within each other. Familiar surroundings. A routine. Emotional connections must grow back, if they will grow back, at nature's speed. There are no short cuts, but their youth will help them... and I feel that all of you can help with their healing."

"We will," Alya sniffled. "I swear that we will. Is that... is her amnesia going to happen to me someday?"

"You are not a Guardian yet, young one," the aged monk soothed her. "Being the new Ladybug is responsibility enough for now."

~---~

Three weeks ago, before the final confrontation with Monarch, Marinette and Adrien had been close friends, rapidly on the path to becoming much more than that. Nervous smiles became more confident ones. Holding hands went from an explosive rush to feeling quite natural. While that one perfect first kiss had not yet arrived, it was only because they were saving it for a moment in a setting just as perfect, whatever it would be.

But that was then.

Marinette had blossomed quite a bit during her year in Ms. Bustier's class, her year of being Ladybug. The shy girl had learned much about opening up to others, trusting her instincts, finding the courage to take chances... a wallflower became a class representative, a heroine, and even someone capable of expressing her romantic intentions, at least once in a while.

There were flashes of that Marinette now and then; Alya could see them in her friend, which she found encouraging. But more often than that, she sensed Marinette's defenses up at full strength, her strong voice muted, more fragile inside than she'd ever seen Marinette before.

And as for Adrien... his transformation was far more frightening to his friends.

Who could blame him, of course? Everything that he went through on that day was... unfathomable.

Still, it was startling to watch him and realize just how much that he had lost. It was as if Adrien had been magically reset to before his first day at Francoise Dupont, having to meet and befriend everyone there all over again. He was still Adrien deep down; he wasn't a stranger to any of his classmates.

But in some ways, he kind of was now.

~---~

The class do what they can to be supportive, of course. There's no snickering about Adrien now living with the Dupain-Chengs; they all know that he's not there shacking up with Marinette, but being assisted with major mental trauma, along with the dramatic change in his family's circumstances. Not a day goes by when at least some of their friends don't stop by to spend some time with them, choosing their words carefully, trying to act as if normality was resuming.

When an Akuma appears, when news footage of superbattles pops up on TV, both family and friends do everything possible to shelter the two of them from hearing or seeing it. It's not that they're not strong enough; it's that they've given enough already. The wounds are still visible. They shouldn't have to deal with that yet.

None of them are shoving Marinette and Adrien together and declaring, "now kiss"; that's no longer on the table, at least for now. They need to remember themselves before any of that would be possible.

In her damaged state, it'd be easy for Marinette to withdraw completely, but her friends and family won't let that happen.

She won't.

Because every time that Adrien looks at her with those sad, hopeful green eyes, her will is strengthened.

She senses that even though he barely knows her any more, that he looks confused when she refers to certain things that she still remembers, he's drawn to her in a way that neither of them fully understand.

He grasps what she's going through, because he's got it worse.

She's his lifeline to whom he was before. There was a they, a sum increasingly greater than its parts, and while neither can remember it... they can both sense that it existed, that it was so close. That it, and each of them, are something well worth fighting for.

And she'll be damned if, seeing him reach out to her like this... she won't reach back.

Once an 'everyday Ladybug...'

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #fanfic #prompt #adrienette #season 5 spoilers #miraculous spoilers #miraculous theorizing #no I haven't read the story bible #new growth stronger than the old #one night that changed so much #being each other's crutch

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The Freedom Saga - A Price For Freedom

Issue #1

The Downfall

Starting:

Miss Freedom

Pandora Gold

The Masked Man

Mandy Saint

For several years, the first superheroine, Miss Freedom, has protected the people of earth from criminals of all walks of life. Never suffering a loss or faced a challenge she couldn't overcome. That was until her path came across Pandora Gold. A villainous woman motivated by greed and power. A devious planner who saw Miss Freedom as an obstacle in her way fortune. Her plan was simple in concept but difficult in execution. Taking her time to set the trap and find the perfect bait. Mandy Saint, a reporter for iNews. Someone who was seen as innocent by the public and notable enough to get the attention of Miss Freedom.

This golden plan of Pandora's required some extra hands. The main hands are those of a mysterious character, only known as The Masked Man. No one knows who he is or where he came from, but he always gets the job done. His silence and baby doll like mask would send a chill down anyone's spine. He'll be the face of the trap, adding more attraction to the crime. Making it even more likely for Miss Freedom to save the day. It'll be too irresistible for her to ignore.

Miss Freedom had just stopped a medical heist in Blade City when she heard that iNews reporter Mandy Saint was kidnapped by a masked man. She rushed over to iCity to speak with the police who responded. She learns that Ms. Saint had her press badge on, which has a tracker in it. It looks like she was being held in a large wearhouse that was abandoned some years back. A confident Freedom tells the police, "Let me handle this. Who knows what this kidnapper wants or is capable of. I will take him down and call you in to take him jail." She runs off without giving the police a chance to respond.

Miss Freedom walks into the wearhouse with no fear. Hands on her hips. The room is poorly lite. Mandy Saint was tied to a chair unconscious. The Masked Man pacing behind her until he saw the superheroine approaching. He stood in front of Saint, opening his arms as if he was welcoming her. She just smiled at him and delivered a uppercut, sending him off his feet.

Miss Freedom:

This party blows. I think the lady and I can find something a little less street trash.

Freedom is untying Saint as she feels a pinch on her butt. Slightly annoyed, she turned around expecting the Masked Man but was surprised to see this beautiful dark-haired woman in a black catsuit.

Miss Freedom:

Oh! And w.. who might you be?

Pandora proudly holds an empty syringe.

Miss Freedom:

What..um..what did you d..d..do to me?

Pandora smiles deviously while looking at the heroine up and down.

Pandora Gold:

So you are the famous Miss Freedom? The first ever superheroine! So blonde. So pretty. I bet that rack makes you popular with the boys.

Miss Freedom (cinfident):

Yes, we all know who I am. Maybe you'd like an autograph? Who should I make it out to?

Pandora Gold (giggling while playing with a syringe) :

I forgot that you were cute. My name is Pandora Gold. I think that I'll call myself the first super criminal. What do you think?"

Freedom smiles amusingly.

Pandora Gold:

This little syringe was filled with a chemical that affects your equilibrium or so, I am told. It was gold and pretty just like me. I guess I'm inside you in a way, but that's just a bit of foreshadowing. Because you see my dear beautiful blonde bimbo, I'm going to become famous just like you. I am going to do what no one has her done. Giving the first superheroine her first defeat. It's not even Christmas, I know, but everyone lobes gifts. I am going to humble you.

She snaps her fingers as the lights in the building become brighter. Revealing thugs and cameramen. The masked man is also on his feet.

Pandora Gold:

I'm recording everything. Afterward, I'll sell copies to the black market. Every news station around the globe will be showing clips of how their great protector was beaten, used like a local sex worker, and submitted to the queen baddie. Ooh! I like that name. Yes, you will be disgraced. An example of what will happen to any do gooder that stands in my way. Meanwhile, I'll be notorious! The woman that took Miss Freedom down. No one to stop me from getting what I deserve.

Miss Freedom (unimpressed expression):

You talk too much.

She swings her leg around slapping her foot across Pandora's face. She retaliates by jumping the syringe in Freedom's shoulder. Grunting through the pain, ripping the syringe out, and tossing it aside. Blood oozing from her wound. She tries another kick, but Pandora easily dodges it. She rears back for a punch, but Pandora swiftly kicks her between the legs. Freedom immediately holds herself, stumbling back in a debilitating pain she's never felt before.

Whatever was in that syringe had indeed affected her equilibrium. Her strength and speed seem to have also been affected. On top of that, the low blow seems to be a weakness Miss Freedom was never aware of. Pandora grabs Mandy Saint, dragging her off to the side so they can both witness the downfall. She grabs a bowl of popcorn as she sits down.

Pandora Gold:

Put on a good show, Miss Freedom.

The thugs surround Miss Freedom. She's able to fend off the men at first as they come at her one by one. In her current state, she's unable to knock out these men, so they keep coming. As the circle of goons around Freedom tightens the attacks come stop coming one at a time. Holding her arms and wrapping themselves around her waist. Slowing Freedom's response time even more as the thugs are able to punch after punch. To her face. To her stomach. In the corner of her eye, she sees the Masked Man approaching her. She desperately struggles managing to throw off the goons, holding her in time to throw a punch at The Masked Man. Her blow doesn't land as it is caught by her foe. He twisted her arm behind her back into a hammer lock position. Her cries of pain intensify as the man unleashes a series of punches to her kidneys.

Pandora seems pleased as she places the popcorn bowl in Mandy Mandy's lap.

Pandora Gold:

Hold this, would you doll?

Rises to her feet, pulling a blade from her cleavage. Confidently walking over to Miss Freedom. The Masked Man holds her other arm as Gold nears them. Running her free hand over Freedom's chest. Her eyes fixated them symbol on her chest.

Pandora Gold:

This is the symbol of freedom? One that gives people hope.

Freedom feels a shape pain suddenly in her ribs. Pandora pulls her blade from the wound.

Pandora Gold:

I'm no doctor, but I think all that blood lost is bad for you.

She smirks to herself as Freedom grows in pain. Grabbing freedom costume around the collar and proceeds to cut into it. Around the symbol and remove it, exposing Freedom's bare chest. Freedom cries out "NO" as Pandora is ecstatic.

Pandora Gold:

Oh my God! No bra? Me too!

Pandora quickly puts her blade into her belt and shoves the Miss Freedom symbol to the side of her belt. Unzips her catsuit and pulls the top apart, flashing Freedom her breast.

Pandora Gold:

See!? It's so freeing. Do you call yours little freedoms? They aren't exactly small.

She puts her goodies away and zips up her suit. She smiles at Freedom before kicking her between the legs once more. Freedom wants to fall down but is being held up by The Masked Man. Pandora ribs the blue costume down to Freedom's bellybutton. Placing her hand down the front of Freedom's suit. Reaching down to her groin. Giggles to herself as she slowly rubs Freedom's cunt.

Freedom still crying from her painful wounds and humiliation of her breast being exposed and her symbol tarnish. She feels a unusual sense of pleasure at the touch of Pandora's hand on her privates. Unaware some of her moans of pain sound awfully pleasurable. Pandora noticed and moves close. Letting her fingers slip in and out of her pussy. Whispering softly in Miss Freedom's ear.

Pandora Gold:

You have given the world your blood, sweat, and tears. Tonight, you are going to give me more. You are going to give me your mind, body, and spirit. Your pussy belongs to me. Soon, you are going to submit to me. You will cum for me. You're halfway there now, and we're just getting started.

Pandora locks lips with Freedom. Freedom offered little resistance and kissed back. Freedom couldn't explain it to herself. Pandora walks back to her seat. Watching as The Masked Man lets her fall to the ground. Holding her wounded ribs sobbing quietly.

Pandora Gold (speaking loud and clear):

Miss Freedom. I'm going to offer you a choice. You can leave now. I'll even let you take this reporter with you. I'll still sell the video, but at least you got away, right? Ran away like a coward, but still no shame in a tactical retreat, right? Save yourself and fight another day. If you stay and fight, I can promise you that if you win, I'll destroy all the footage. Smart coward or heroic idiot? I know what you'll choose but I thought I would give you the freedom of choice.

Miss Freedom sniffles and winced in pain as she forces herself to her feet. Pandora snaking at her. She looks around the building. Seeing half a dozen thugs. 4 cameramen. The Masked Man seemingly stared at her. Pandora Gold standing beside a bound Mandy Saint. She gazes at the exit for a long minute or two. If she runs, the public would understand. She needed to save herself so she could take them down later. Some would see her as a coward, but the video would show it was a trap and that she fought as much as possible. That's not what Miss Freedom does, though. She always stands and fights. She always finds a way to win. Even if this is her end, she'll go down fighting. She turns her gaze to Pandora Gold. Placing her hands on her hips. Chest out and proud.

Miss Freedom:

I am Miss Freedom. The world's first superheroine. Guardian of the meek. Champion of the mighty. Princess of virtue. I never give up. I never run away. I will stand and fight until the bitter end. You are a vile villainess Pandora Gold. You will not win."

Pandora Gold (mocking claps):

Bravo. That is so going on a t-shirt. Great boobs by the way.

She leans over the reporter, releasing her binds. Speaking directly to her but keeping a cocky gaze at Miss Freedom.

Pandora Gold:

I have no further use for you. You're free to go. You're welcome to stay and watch the downfall of Miss Freedom.

Pandora Gold (smirking):

I would keep away from the men. They are itching for some action if you catch my drift.

Mandy just sits there looking on, unsure of where to go. Meanwhile, Pandora mimics Miss Freedom's pose and voice.

Pandora Gold:

I'm Pandora Gold. The world's first super criminal. Queen of all that is bad. Conquer of heroines. Taker of virtue. Miss Freedom, you are super lame and that pussy belongs to me. Now bow down to your queen.

Miss Freedom (amused):

I bow down to no one. Now come here so I can kick your ass."

Pandora Gold (disappointing sign):

Gosh. You're no fun. Besides, the fellas want some action with you.

The men surround her. She's weakened from the drug and blood lost, but she's feeling an adrenaline rush. Quickly kicking and punching any goon near her. She was fighting back and winning. Pandora was starting to become concerned when The Masked Man punched Freedom in the back of her head. Suddenly, she was out on her feet, unable to defend herself. The Masked Man and the thugs took turns punching her. Sending her walking into a blow each time. Pandora catches, brushing the hair from her face before punching right between the eyes. Knocking Freedom out. Falling to the floor.

Pandora cackles with evil laughter as she kneels down and slowly removes her boots. Pandora runs her hands across the heroines unconscious body. Straddling one leg as she kisses and squeezes Freedom's breast. Sliding her hand inside the suit again finding Freedom's pussy. Immediately pushing her fingers inside and curving them. Pushing deep. Miss Freedom regains consciousness but is in a state of confusion. Not fully ware of what is happening other than this pleasurable sensation. She holds Pandora close who's grinding her pussy on Freedom's leg. She kisses her chest up to her neck when she starts sucking on it and finger fucks her faster. Freedom's moan of pleasure ego as she's unaware everyone is watching. Within minutes she cums and in the moment kisses Pandora. They continue kissing until Freedom realizes where she is again and pushes her off. Holds her ribs as she tries to stand.

Pandora Gold:

Your body betrays you, princess of vitrue. I do think you might like like me.

Pandora makes a dramatic face and kisses her cheek before strutting to her seat.

Pandora Gold:

It's best you surrender now because The Masked Man isn't as sweet as me. He's probably not as pretty, either.

The Masked Man grabs freedom from behind. Trapping her arms by her side, squeezing her tight. Forcing more blood to pump out her side as air is unable to get in her lungs. Her body goes limp in his arms as she loses couscousness once again. He let's her body lean against his. Releasing his grip and cups, her breast. Pandora shoots him a dirty look as she eats some popcorn. The Masked Man takes notice and lifts Miss Freedom in his arms, carrying her to a table the thugs had prepared. He lays her on her back across the table. Cameramen walk up, getting close-up shots of her body. She starts to stir again, and the men scatter.

Miss Freedom is extremely weakened as she slowly sits up on the table. Holding her ribs, she can feel how soaked her suit is from blood loss. Looking up, she sees Pandora motioning toward her. She's barely able to stand, but she puts on a brave face as she walks over.

Pandora Gold:

You look tired. Maybe you should call it quites or else your boyfriend here is going to fuck you like he hates you. I genuinely do not know what he thinks. However, if you must. I will give you a free shot. Come on, princess. Hurt me.

She's not able to deliver a kick without possibly falling over. So she pulls back her fist and punches Pandora with what strength she has left. Pandora's head snaps sideways but holds her ground. Smiling at what had to be Freedom's last best shot. She returns the favor with a right cross to Freedom's jaw. Sending her spinning. Catching herself on the table. She fights, getting back to her feet. Pandora tries for another cross but is caught. Freedom still has a fight on her left. Pandora kicks her in the bloody ribs, and Freedom grabs her side, crying out. She clasped hers together and hammers them down on the shoulder wound. Pandora laughs with glee as Miss Freedom yells in pain. Struggling to stay on her feet. Pandora positions herself behind Freedom and kicks her in the pussy and she goes down holding herself.

Pandora gestures at the Masked Man who immediately picks Freedom up and holding her by her arms from behind.

Pandora Gold:

It's over Miss Freedom. You're finished. You can barely function. Admit defeat, and things will get better for you.

Pandora is taking the time to feel and squeez Freedom's breast. Freedom looking exhausted glances up at Pandora.

Miss Freedom:

You win.

Pandora Gold:

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

Pandora leans up, kissing the side of her neck. She struggles with her words.

Miss Freedom:

You.. win...

The words cut as they leave her mouth. She knows she is defeated but doesn't want to admit it. Her physical wounds haven't been able to start healing themselves as her body is still under the influence of whatever chemical that was injected into her. To make matters worse, she feels a sensation whenever Pandora is touching her. She questions herself and wonders if it was the chemical making her feel this.

Pandora can sense Miss Freedom has already given in, but it's a matter of making her admit it now.

Pandora Gold:

Poor Miss Freedom. You know you are beaten, but you just can't admit it, can you?

She kisses her lips as if saying goodbye. The heroine is far too weak to either resist or reciprocate. She points to two thugs.

Pandora Gold:

You two with me. The rest of you, please make this poor girl talk.

The 4 thugs take turns punching and groping the helpless heroine who can only cry out. Striking her ribs, stomach, breast, pussy, and her face. They continue til they knock her out. Her body slumps over only held up by The Masked Man who is still holding her arms. He nods to the thugs who start taking their cocks out. One of them starts slapping her until she wakes up. She's shocked and appalled at the sight of these men standing with their cocks out stroking them.

Miss Freedom (weak and fearful):

What are you doing?

The men just laugh as she's tossed to the ground between them. A horrifying look falls on her face as the thugs start kneeling down towards her. Meanwhile, Mandy Saint looks on in shock and awe on the outside. Inside, she was enjoying what she saw. Pandora Gold and 2 thugs walked over to where she was seated. One of the men complaining.

Thug #1:

I thought we all were getting in on the action.

Pandora Gold:

Oh, but you're going to get some action.

Pandora pulls her blade out and quickly turns around, throwing it at the thug who was complaining. The blade impales his throat, and he falls to the floor. Choking as he slowly dies.

Pandora Gold:

Shit! "I was aiming for his shoulder. No matter."

She pulls the blade out of the dying man and uses his shirt to clean her blade. Looks back to see Miss Freedom being spit roasted and forced to jerk off the other two thugs. She smiles and looks at Mandy watching.

Pandora Gold:

Hey. The kidnapped girl is still here. I thought you disappeared. Do me a favor, would you? Take care of this low life, or else you can join Mr. Complaining man down here.

Mandy Saint:

"Oh. Uh. Yes, ma'am. Whatever you want.

Mandy gets on knees waiting for the thug. Once he walks over, she does all the work. Pulling out his cock stroking it until it stiffens. Then proceeds to suck his cock cheerfully moaning. Only stopping to complement his manhood.

Mandy Saint:

My God, you're so big. I love your cock baby.

Pandora takes her seat as Mandy continues blowing the thug. Shakes her head laughing at her. She unzips her catsuit and puts her hand inside, touching herself. Watching Miss Freedom being fucked by multiple men. Pleasuring herself to the sight and sounds. The heroine's cries for help as another thug cums inside her. The reporter's happy slurping and gagging ringing in her ear.

After the thugs had finished with Miss Freedom, she laid on the floor no moving. Hoping for an end. The cameramen are back for close ups. Her suit and pantyhoes ripped with semen oozing from her pussy. Spit and cum hanging from her mouth and dripped along her chest. Freedom's humiliated face staring into the cameras. These have been masturbating while Freedom was being used by the thugs. They have been saving their release until they could record her as they covered her with their tributes. She closes her eyes crying to herself as she feels the hot, gooey substance falls on her chest, abs, legs, and face.

It's not over as she feels a hand wiping away her tears and semen from her face. She opens her eyes to see it's The Masked Man caressing her face. He helps her to her knees and this is when she notices his cock hanging out.

Miss Freedom (pleading):

Oh no. Please. No more. I'll do anything, really.

Her pleds go unnoticed as he grabs her hair. She let's out a high squeal as she's pulled forward. His long cock forced into her mouth. She doesn't have the strength to fight but waves her arms helplessly. She's gagging on his cock struggling for air. He pulls out for her to catch her breath then fucks her face. Thrusting hard put pulling her head into thrust with just as much force. It's not long before the man reaches his climax. Holding Freedom on his cock as it shoots to back of her throat. Filling her mouth with cum around his cock. Once again struggling for air gagging on his cock and semen. Nearly losing consciousness before being released. She collapses on the ground. Still choking on fresh semen. The Masked Man reaches down, grabbing her skirt and pulling it until it comes off. He uses it to clean his dick and puts it in his pocket as a souvenir.

A the thugs roll out an object covered in a black cloth to the table. Pandora Gold is now standing over the superheroine, who looks like she's been through hell. She grabs her by the throat, lifting her to her feet. She shoves the so-called princess of virtue backward, hitting the table with her ribs. Holding her side instinctively. Pandora backhands her sending Freedom face down on the table. She twist the heroine's cape around her neck and pulls back. Hoping to not be knocked out again, Freedom taps on Gold's hands since she's unable to beg for mercy. It's ignores as she chokes her out.

Pandora reaches into her belt, pulling out a small vial of smelling salt. Waves it under Freedom's nose, who wakes up sore and confused. Gold takes a little whiff for fun before tossing it behind her.

Pandora Gold:

Good morning, Miss Freedom. Now, this is your final chance. Admit defeat. Surrender to me. I will give you the footage, and you can do with it whatever you desire. Only we will know about this. Well, you might need to convince the reporter, but I could always kill her. The alternative is not very pretty. If you are determined, then I will simply bound you. Sell you on the black market where you will be used as a sex doll for men all over this world. One day, you will have no more use to them as you become less attractive and no longer look like the real Miss Freedom. Then you will either be tossed on the streets to slowly die. Or they will snuff you out. So what's it going to be? Bow down to your queen or a life as a male toy thing counting the days til you die?

Miss Freedom looks up at Pandora, exhausted.

Miss Freedom:

Yes. You win. I can't take any more punishment. Please. Have mercy. I. I surrender. No more. Please.

Miss Freedom hangs her head in shame. Unsure of what happens next. Pandora, however, is very pleased with herself. Motioning to one of the goons to grab something.

Pandora Gold:

Crawl to me. Hands and knees. Come to Mommy.

Freedom keeps her head down, sobbing to herself. Getting on her hands and knees, making her way towards the villainess. Stopping once she's reached her feet.

Pandora Gold:

Good girl. Now I want you to say it again. Also kiss me. Starting with my boots.

Her hesitation is brief as she starts kissing her boots. Slowly making her way up Gold's body.

Miss Freedom:

I surrender. You win. I can't take any more.

Pandora pushes her head down to her crotch and Freedom gives it kisses. She could feel it was damped. Almost able to taste her juices. The fallen heroine continues kissing, taking notice of Pandora's catsuit, once again unzipped.

Miss Freedom:

Please have mercy on me. I'll do whatever you want.

Pandora pulls her up, kissing her. Both their tongues swirling in each other's mouths

Before this make-out session gets out of hand, Gold grabs Freedom by her neck, pushing her away from the kiss.

Pandora Gold (gently squeezing Freedom's neck):

Turn around and bend over that table.

Miss Freedom (confused):

But..I surrendered. I admitted my defeat. Please, no more."

She cries out in pain as a punch smacks her ribs.

Pandora Gold:

You've admitted nothing yet. Now do as you are told before, before I knock you out for the 100th time."

Gold angrily shoving Freedom towards the table. She stumbles as she lays chest down, across the table. Pandora walks in front of her, standing next to a large covered object.

Pandora Gold:

It's time to meet your biggest fan.

Her grin grows larger as she removes the cloth revealing a mirror. Miss Freedom stares at herself in the mirror. Seeing the results of all demeaning abused, she's endured. She almost doesn't recognize the woman looking back at her.

Pandora Gold:

Ta-da! It's you! No one loves Miss Freedom more than Miss Freedom. Do other superheroines even like you? I never see you with anyone, really.

She smiles deviously as she walks behind Freedom. Grabbing a strap on from one of the thugs, making adjustments to her attire.

Pandora Gold:

You are going to watch yourself as you admit your failure. You'll see yourself giving in to me. Your ultimate humiliation. The fall and disgrace of Miss Freedom.

Tears stream down her face as she watches herself building up the courage to say something.

Miss Freedom (whimpering):

I.. Oh God. I am Miss Freedom. I have been defeated by Pandora Gold. I surrender to you and. And I beg for mercy. You win.

Pandora's hand caresses her pussy as she takes in a sharp breath.

Pandora Gold (soothing voice):

That's it. Please continue.

Miss Freedom:

Yes...um..my pussy belongs to..Pandora Gold.

Freedom can see herself enjoying being touched by Gold. Biting her bottom lip. Pandora seems very pleased before slamming Freedom's face into the table. Blood starts to fall from her nose, which appears to be broken.

Pandora Gold (mockingly angry):

How can you say that when you allowed these strangers to cum inside your pussy. That's my property.

Miss Freedom (woozy and staggering):

Please. I'm sorry. Don't hurt me. I'm so sorry.

She feels something cold being pushed inside her cunt. A high squeal seems to be pushed out as the object goes inside her. Pandora's hands griped on her hips. Slowly entering and exiting her cunt. Building up speed. Freedom watches herself being fucked by this criminal. She can't deny that she's getting pleasure out of it because she sees herself almost smiling. She can hear the lust in her sounds of moans and squeals. She can feel gratification of feeling Pandora inside pounding her to her climax.

Miss Freedom (shouting):

Oh god, yes! I am cumming!"

Pandora doesn't let up and continues ramming inside Freedom to sounds of moans and squeals of various decimals.

Pandora Gold:

I do believe you are actually liking this, aren't you?

Freedom holding on to the table nods in approval as she nears a 2nd climaxe.

Pandora Gold:

That's good. And do you know why?

She nods again acknowledging Pandora.

Pandora Gold:

I need to hear it. You need to see yourself as you admit it."

Pandora refuses to stop fucking Miss Freedom until she admits it. She can feel her ass banging against Pandora's hips.

Miss Freedom (looking at herself):

Yes! My fucking God yes! My pussy belongs to you. My pussy belongs to Pandora Gold. I am her bitch. Her personal whore.. Oh..Fuck..me..I'm cumming again!

Squealing once more as she climaxes, but this time Pandora pulls out. Freedom slides down to the floor, breathing sharp and rapid. She sees Gold hasn't moved far, so she brings herself to her knees and starts sucking on the dildo. Cleaning it of juices and cum belonging to herself. Perhaps some of the men, but she didn't care in that moment. After she finishes, she sits back on the floor.

The remaining thugs and cameramen start packing up and leaving. The Masked Man had disappeared some time ago. As Pandora grabs an SD stick, she looks at Mandy with amazement.

Pandora Gold:

You're still here, huh? Well, we can drop you off at a bar or something.

She walks back over to the humiliated heroine and tosses her the stick.

Pandora Gold:

It's all yours. To destroy or rewatch for memories.

Miss Freedom holds the SD stick in her hands. Looking at what she thought held her shame. As Pandora enters the van to drive off, she grins wildly and looks back at Freedom.

Pandora Gold:

Oh, Miss Freedom. It might be important, but this entire night was streamed lived on multiple platforms. I knew you were famous but wow were you popular. I think you broke the internet. Enjoy your new career as a slut influencer. Ciao bellaa

She falls into the van, laughing to herself as they driving off. It was now quiet. She looked at the SD stick. Then, to side at herself in the mirror. She pulls herself up, continuing to look at herself. Walking over to the mirror. She was disgusted by her reflection. She screams from the bottom of her diaphragm and punches the mirror. It shatters and slices her hand. Miss Freedom hangs head and starts making her walk home. As she gets to the doorway, she collapses. Several minutes later, a dark-haired woman wearing a gold swimsuit like attire along with Greek looking skirt, gauntlets, and footwear. She kneeled beside Miss Freedom. Placing her hands against her bloody ribs. Golden lights appear around her hands and fade as Freedom starts breathing normally. When she removed her hands, the wound had healed. She brushes Freedom's hair back and kisses her head.

Athena:

Your fight is not over child.

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