#i am attracted to women. she is a woman. it is still possible.

[velvetvexations]

A disappointing thing about the rise of TRF ideology is it making me hesitant to enjoy types of jokes that I used to think were funny, but now make me vaguely nervous instead. Like, for example, ages ago I remember seeing a few jokes along the lines of "A girl without a dick is like an angel without wings," which at the time I thought were lighthearted and funny! I'm a cis lesbian who loves and appreciates trans girls, so upon seeing that type of joke I used to be like "Hell yes, a girl without a dick is like an angel without wings." But like, what I actually meant was 'Girls with dicks are awesome and lovable'. And at the time it felt obvious to assume that that was also what the OP meant, and it wouldn't have ever occurred to me to worry that it might literally be intended as meaning 'Girls without dicks are lame and lesser than girls with dicks'. Nowadays, I have seen TRFs dead serious saying things like that. Being a trans woman makes you a better woman than a cis woman, apparently. And like. I'm just really tired of being told that I'm inferior to other people because I have a uterus and vagina. People assume that my sexual organs make me naturally worse at doing things all the time, from sports to science. Now apparently it makes me worse at being a girl as well. It's disheartening, especially considering that I've always been vocal in my affection for, attraction to, appreciation of, and support for trans women. I'm obviously going to continue doing that because I didn't do it to receive gratitude or appreciation in the first place, but it feels shitty to literally only see negativity about the kind of woman I am.

Honestly anon, I get what you mean and I don't want to downplay that, but that joke in particular was always pretty unpraxis for a variety of reasons.

I'm vibing with you, though. There've been a lot of jokes exalting women as being in some way better to men I might've reblogged before that I don't really feel comfortable doing now because I don't like the way people have pushed that sophomoric attitude and weaponized it against other marginalized people. Like, they tended to assume a cis framework or otherwise ignore trans men, and that was bad in it's own way, but now it's the domain of people who actively hate trans men. And with my audience being what it is, I want to keep my followers from being exposed to as much anti-masculinity as possible, because even a little thing can be demoralizing and upsetting when it's the latest in a long line of straw.

I've even been slightly uncomfortable when a cis-ish friend puts down men because, like, she's definitely not plugged into TRF shit at all and is just kinna casually in that old feminist mindset, but it's still giving me war flashbacks to the war I'm currently in the middle of, you know what I mean?

[local-limebug]

it physically hurts me to try and write a friendship like the one i have with my best friend and realizing that it sadly reads like the characters are romantically in love

like bro wdym they can't be half of each other's heart and soul without being in love. i literally do it everyday with her. wdym they can't love each other with a love so strong it defies labels yet not want to sleep with each other or get married. I LITERALLY DO IT EVERYDAY WITH HER.

[narcissusneverknewme]

a very select portion of personalities trigger my latent tsundere traits.

In reverse of the usual order, this feels all the worse if they are fictional.

[mirenproperty]

As a woman, I want

A man to claim me as his property. I want him to buy me from my father and get married as soon as possible. At our wedding, he will decide if I wear a dress, lingerie, or nothing as I am paraded in front of our friends and families down the aisle. As soon as he says “I do” (as I have not say in the matter), he may command me to give him a blowjob at the altar. Better yet, he can just bend me over and fuck me right there.

After the wedding he will bring me to his home, maybe brand me depending on the man, and breed me vigorously. Multiple loads into my pussy to make sure I’ll get pregnant, then he’ll plug me up overnight. Some women birth dozens of a man’s children’s. I hope I am one of them so I can say I served my purpose as a woman and his property to the best of my ability.

Despite being pregnant, I will cook and clean for my owner with no complaint, for if I disobey he will spank me red, pregnant or not. My breasts, hips, and belly will grow with his child until I feel like I’m about to pop. Probably twins.

Still, he spanks me every week so I never forget my place. He fucks me without notice, even while I’m preoccupied with cooking or cleaning. When he wants to piss, he tells me to open my mouth.

I give birth at home, with only my husband and a midwife. He doesn’t want me to have an epidural because the pain of childbirth is punishment for being born a female. He wants me nude so he can see the full experience.

Once the midwife says the baby is coming, my husband takes his cock out and tells me that being fucked in the ass is supposed to coax the baby out. Even in the pain of childbirth, I say “Yes, Sir” and raise my legs so my knees rest on either side of my head.

Every time the midwife says “push,” my husband thrusts into my ass. He says my tightening feels great. He makes sure to cum on my face and tits. He doesn’t care if the midwife sees him fucking me, she’s just a woman.

It’s all worth it when the baby is born, knowing that I have served my purpose as a woman. Holding the child gives me an indescribable fullness.

It isn’t long before my husband puts me in the milking stocks overnight. He doesn’t want the baby sucking on my nipples directly in fear of my tits becoming less attractive.

As I am in the stocks on all fours, all I can feel is satisfaction. I have everything I could ever want in life.

[arc-misadventures]

Jaune being his normal kind, helpful lovable self causes women like Illia, Terra, and others to fall for him

LAJA

Coco: And, welcome everyone to the first meeting of the, LAJA. Lesbians Against Jaune Arc. My name is, Coco Adel, club chairwoman, and founder.

Coco: Now, since this is out first meeting we will each introduce ourselves, and tell everyone why you decided to become a member of the, LAJA. I'll go first...

Coco: I am a loud, and proud lesbian, I saw some guys, and I thought they were attractive, from as aesthetic perspective not anything romantic, or sexual. But, one day, I was trying on an outfit with my BunBun...

Ilia: Hold up! Your 'BunBun?'

Coco: Oh yeah, that's a nickname for my teammate, Velvet. She's a rabbit faunas.

Ilia: Ohh!

Terra: I like that.

Coco: Velvet isn't that good at fashion, but Jaune was there, he saw my outfit, and said no. Gave me some other clothes, and told me top try it on... and son of a bitch that was the greatest outfit I've ever worn!

Coco: After that, the two of us would go out, and do some fashion shows with each other, and some other people who needed a new wardrobe. It is fun, really fun hanging out with him. So, one day when we're having fun this random woman came up, and ask if, Jaune was single. And, Jaune was single... but, I said he wasn't... that I was his girlfriend...

Coco: I'm a hardcore lesbian! I never thought of dating a guy in my entire life! But, to keep some random floozie from, Jaune I said I was his girlfriend... I don't want to lose my fashion friend, my best male friend. And, I'm sad that I'm not... And, I really... I really want to be his girlfriend... So... yeah...

Terra: You fell because of his fashion sense? Makes sense, Jaune has superb taste in woman's fashion.

Coco: He did, I was looking at a wedding dress one day, and who is at the alter, Jaune freaking Arc...

Yang: Oh you got it bad!

Coco: Okay... You're turn.

Ilia: Okay... Hello everyone, my name is Ilia Amitola, I am a chameleon faunas, I can changed the colour of my skin. So, I was a former member of the, White Fang, I was a lesbian since I was in the, White Fang, and I hated humans on top of that. Then this stupid blond human just shows up, he flashes me that pearly smile of his. And, my body just changed to pink!

Coco: Like it did just now?

Ilia: Yes?! I just looked at him, and I thought how much I wanted to sleep with this guy! A guy, a human guy at that! It's just a crush, there's nothing more about it! So, I decided to learn things about him, I'd learn that one thing to make him the worst person I could possibly imagine!

Ilia: And, what I learned is that he is one of the nicest, sweetest guys I've ever met! He doesn't hate the faunas! He supports the, White Fang! To a point! He doesn't like the more radical side...

Yang: No one does.

Ilia: But, all I learned how a sweet caring a person he is! Then I saw him watch over some faunas kid one day, and the next thing I know, I'm thinking about having kids with him! This it total bullshit!

Coco: She's still blushing.

Emerald: It is a nice shade of pink.

Terra: Well... speaking of babies... My name is, Terra Cotta Arc...

Coco: Arc? Are you related to, Jaune?

Terra: In a way, I am married to a woman called, Saphron Cotta Arc. She is, Jaune's older sister, making, Jaune my brother-in-law. And, for a while I thought I was asexual, I was never interested in anyone. But, then I met my wife, and well eventually I married her. And, I'm happily married! But, then I met, Jaune, and if I met him before I met my wife, we probably would be married with three kids by now. Right now we only have the one though.

Coco: T-The one...?

Terra: I wanted a kid, so I asked, Jaune to... donate so I could have one. And, this is my son, Adrian~!

Yang: Oh gods he is so adorable~!

Ilia: Noooo... Don't do this to me, I've been trying to get rid of the baby craze!

Terra: And, well... I want another... maybe two... N-Next...!

Yang: Okay... glad I'm not the only one... Ahem! Hi! My name is, Yang Xiao Long, and I'm not really a lesbian, I always thought I was more of a bisexual. I always thought, woman, and men were attractive. And, when I came here to, Beacon the lesbian drive kicked into overdrive! I mean come on! There are so many hot woman here!

Coco: It's a buffet here!

Yang: And, my teammate is, Blake Belladonna! How many people didn't get a aroused , and want to smash that phat ass!

Ilia: Preach sister!

Yang: But then, Jaune Arc came around, and started acting like a big brother figure to my little sister! He looked after her, he comforted her when she was sad, he made her cookies! That was my job! But, all of a sudden big bro came in and stole my job! And, that's were all hell let loose!

Yang: So, I confronted him one day to leave her alone, to stop being her 'big brother,' that it was my job to do those things, because I am her big sister. But, he told me not to worry, since I was her big sister, and i would always be her big sister. So, he told me not to worry 'little sister.' He calmed me, 'little sister' rubbed the top of my head, and left. And, I swear to gods... I came when he patted my head!

Coco: Seriously?!

Terra: I'd buy that.

Yang: I don't like people touching my hair, but he just patted once, and he sent me so over the edge that, that's what happened?! I want, no need him to do it again!

Yang: I want my big brother to hold me in his arms, to comfort me when I'm sad, to run his fingers through my hair to calm me. And, above all I want him to spank my ass as he calls me his bitch, while I scream big bro as he takes me from behind! I used to imagine doing that to, Blake, and her phat ass! Now, I want, Jaune to be doing that to me!

Coco: (Whistles~!) You got it bad girl.

Terra: Really bad... Now tell us how you want him to do this, I need to know.

Yang: You're turn, Emerald.

Emerald: Okay... My name is Emerald Sustari. I am a lesbian, least I was... honestly I think I'm not that much of a lesbian, I was interested in my team leader. Her name is, Cinder Fall. She took me in, when no one else would, so I kinda fell for her from an emotional stand point. But, Cinder never saw me from that angle... she's more focused on how she can use me for her own gains. This often made me cry, that she didn't care about me... Then one day, Jaune found me when I was crying, and we just started talking. He became a shoulder I could cry on, someone I could go to for support, or just someone I could be around when I needed something.

Emerald: Then... then his mother came by, and he introduced me to her... And, I understood why, Jaune was such a nice, and caring person. And, I asked, Jaune's mom. Juniper if she would adopt me, so I could finally have the mother figure I always wanted.

Yang: What did she say?

Emerald: She said no.

Terra: What?! But, Juniper is such a lovely woman, why did she say no?

Emerald: Because she knows how much I love, Jaune, and that if I married him she would still become my mom. So, I get the best of both worlds. A mom, and the man I love...

Terra: Oh...

Yang: Now that's a good deal right there...

Coco: Alright... now that everyone has been introduced, we shall now begin the first meeting with the, LAJA. Does anyone have an items they wish to bring to the table.

Ilia: Yeah, I have one... We're calling ourselves the, Lesbians Against, Jaune Arc. But, how are we against, Jaune? I mean... we all want to sleep with the guy... that doesn't sound so 'against' now does it?

Coco: Uhh... cause I thought everyone would be upset, Jaune turned us straight. So, we would be against him, because of that.

Ilia: That makes sense, but in reality... we want to fuck him...

Yang: Yeah, we all want to sleep with the guy to one degree, or the other.

Terra: So how are we against the guy?

Coco: It sounded nice...?

Emerald: I vote we rename ourselves to the, Lesbians Attracted to, Jaune Arc! Where are new mandate is to help each other sleep with, Jaune to some degree. All those in favour say aye.

Ilia: Aye!

Yang: Hell to the aye!

Terra: Aye~!

Coco: Aye!

Coco: Okay, in that case I welcome you to the first meeting of the, LAJA. Lesbians Attracted to, Jaune Arc. First order of business: Who gets to fuck, Jaune first.

Yang: I move, Terra goes last, she's already slept with him, and had his child.

Terra: What?!

Ilia: I agree.

Emerald: Agree.

Coco: The ayes have it; Terra only gets to sleep with, Jaune after the rest of us do.

Terra: ...

Terra: Okay, that's fair...

[redr0sewrites]

So bc u requested Adam and/or Lute stuff I'd like to request Adam x male!reader? Like literally anything that comes to your mind, idc if it's sfw or nsfw I just crave it °^° (also if you're not comfy with writing male reader that's totally cool too, in that case just ignore this)

I HAVW NO QUALMS AB WRITING MALE READER NONNIE DW!!!! ♥️

🥀Cw: fluff, smut, male!reader, overall adam's usual shenanigans

🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion

sfw:

you can NOT look me in the eyes and tell me adam does not have some form of internalized homophobia, and the minute he starts catching feelings for you i genuinely think he'd have a mini crisis

because of his major fuckboy personality he has a LOT of experience with flirting with women, but literally no experience with flirting with men

adam is still pretty confident however, and would probably approach you first.

i think he'd have to be friends with you to catch feelings for you in the first place, so he's probably around you pretty often

adam is very subconsciously flirty with you, but in a much more genuine way without his usual bravado. he doesn't even realize how soft he acts around you, but others can tell by the way his eyes always follow you and how he seems to orbit around you, or the way he'll purposefully stand as close as possible when he's talking to you. theres also the fact that he's literally always touching you, whether it be an arm around your shoulders or a hand resting on your back, he just needs to be close to you. you attract him like a moth to a flame, even when he's in a crowded room all adam is focused on is getting your attention. even his casual hookups stop as he literally focuses all his time on winning you over, even he doesn't realize how much he likes you (everyone else can tell. theres a betting pool in heaven on when you both will get together and who will confess first, etc)

adam definitely acts like a BUFFOON around you, deep down he doesn't think someone like you would want to be with him and overcompensates by bragging constantly about all the woman he's liked in a slightly pathetic attempt to flirt with you and literally CONSTANTLY trying to get your attention. think of his usual flaunting attitude and then turn up the dial by 100%. he wants to be on your mind 24/7 the same way your on his mind all the time

meanwhile ur lowkey heartbroken, bc you think adam is straight and yet you can't get rid of your stupid ass crush on his stupid face!!!! it's honestly especially irritating because he'll flirt with you and call you so many petnames and nicknames and will always be touching you, so you think you have a chance, then all of a sudden he's talking about some girl he banged and you just feel a bit led on

its very amusing for lute to watch the both of you dance around eachother and your feelings, when you both so clearly like eachother but are too scared to do anything about it

honestly i think you'd both end up confessing to eachother in the middle of an argument, maybe your pissed at adam for bragging about the "super hot girl he banged last night" (she isn't real and he spent the entire night thinking about you) and he's pissed off that your getting mad at him instead of being impressed or falling in love with him

definitely one of those dramatic "because i LOVE you, okay?!" confessions i am cringe but i am free and adam just kinda stares at you for a hot minute

adam would literally be like "wait... YOU like ME???? i thought you HATED me????? IM the one who likes YOU!" in usual adam fashion, and you would literally be like -_-"YOU LIKED ME THIS WHOLE TIME??? WHY DIDNT U SAY ANYTHING????" his dumbass would literally be like "I WAS TRYING TO??????" and all of this useless dialogue would literally just end in the two of you admitting your true feelings (much to lute's amusement who was recording the entire thing bc she NEEDS to win that bet)

once you both are officially together? prepare for adam to be the clingiest mf alive (in a cute way tho). he waited so long to be with you and literally became solely devoted to you for a WHILE before winning you over and it's probably been a hot minute since he's genuinely dated someone. sure, he's had hookups, but real, soulful relationships aren't common with him.

adam is ridiculously loyal to you, definitely one of those people who will be like "i have a bf 🙄" when someone random texts them, even if that person wasn't even interested in them romantically

LOVESSS flaunting you!! adam will bring you to every event he attends, he loves bragging about you and showing you off to all of heaven

if anyone ever gave you any shit about your relationship adam would literally drop kick them, he's very defensive about your guys' relationship and wants everyone to know that he loves you.

adam doesn't know shit about labels or sexuality so you probably have to teach him some things, i honestly think he'd be pansexual or just queer/unlabeled (i am totallyyy nooot projecting)

nsfw:

adam has been alive a long time and thought he tried everything sex related under the sun, but being with a guy opened a whole new world of possibilities

adam had explored with anal a bit before, but never with a partner. only in the late hours of the night when jerking off just wasn't enough, and he found himself with a strange temptation, his hands creeping lower and lower until he finally began to thrust his fingers in and out of his aching hole, tears welling in his eyes from a mix of humiliation and pure pleasure. yet, when he admitted to having tried fingering himself before, he also admitted something else- he had never managed to make himself cum, and had always gotten too embarrassed to push himself over the edge

he is a switch FIGHT ME. the first time your both intimate, adam absolutely talks so much shit about topping yet starts whining the second he begins fucking your tight cavern. this leads to you taking control and fucking him senseless, and adam is shocked at how much he enjoys it

he takes dick like a champ, he's a bratty sub at first but once you praise or degrade him, he's melting like putty in your hands

adam is sooo loud, he's a shameless moaner and everyone within a mile radius can hear his screams

you have to teach him how to give head, and he is surprisingly a very fast learner. adam lowkey gets off on how humbling it is to be below you, and he's also the type to get off on his partner's pleasure.

adam definitely has some sort of breeding kink, and when he's fucked dumb and so, so needy, he'll beg you to cum inside, whining about fucking a baby into him and babbling pure nonsense

even though it is quite literally impossible for either of you to get pregnant, he loves that kind of dirty talk. adam will pretend to be embarrassed about it but the thought of you breeding him or him breeding you is genuinely such a turn on for him

yall literally never use a condom im sorry 💀

adam would enjoy topping as well, i def think he enjoys fucking you and he loves fucking you senseless with pleasure

the first time he tops adam goes slow, he wants to learn more than anything and becomes incredibly skilled at reaching that sweet spot inside of you

adam is the first man, the original dick, and he definitely knows how to use it. he's such a fast learner when it comes to sex-related things, and memorizes everything about you and your body. he wants to know what makes you tick, and everything that pleases you or turns you on

adam is a pretty big guy and he can easily maneuver you into any position you want, he really likes hitting it from the back and loves fucking you from behind. he'd definitely pull your hair, forcing your head back so he could whisper absolute filth in your ear

i really really enjoyed writing this urgrhrgregregeh i love me some adam- im an afab person but im genderqueer/unlabeled and sometimes feel more masculine or more feminine, snd this was very fun to write bc i usually don't get requests for male reader or more masculine reader so yea i really really enjoyed this!!! also happy easter to anyone else who celebrates lmao i can't believe yall r getting smut from me on easter 💀

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM WHEN HARRY MET SALLY *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, i love you.

i love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out.

i love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich.

i love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like i'm nuts.

i love that after i spend the day with you, i can still smell your perfume on my clothes.

i love that you are the last person i want to talk to before i go to sleep at night.

i came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

i'll have what she's having.

would you like to have dinner?

i thought you didn't believe men and women could be friends.

when did i say that?

i mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding?

most women at one time or another have faked it.

they haven't faked it with me.

that's right. i forgot. you're a man.

what was that supposed to mean?

it is so nice when you can sit with someone and not have to talk.

marriages don't break up on account of infidelity. it's just a symptom that something else is wrong.

you realize of course that we could never be friends.

men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.

that's not true.

i have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.

you only think you do.

they all want to have sex with you.

no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive.

i guess we're not going to be friends then.

you were the only person i knew in new york.

there are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.

which one am i?

you're the worst kind.

you're high maintenance but you think you're low maintenance.

i just want it the way i want it.

you look like a normal person, but actually you are the angel of death.

don't you have a dark side?

when i buy a new book, i read the last page first.

if you could take him back now, would you?

why didn't he want to marry me?

what's the matter with me?

you're challenging.

i'm too structured. i'm completely closed off.

i drove him away.

how do you expect me to respond to this?

i'm leaving.

i don't have to take this crap from you.

what the hell does that have to do with anything?

are you finished now?

can i say something?

i'm sorry.

everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste.

that is just like you.

you say things like that, and you make it impossible for me to hate you.

at least i got the apartment.

the first time we met, we hated each other.

we were friends for a long time.

it only took three months.

you will never have to be out there again.

i'm not going to tell you that.

i miss her.

you know what i miss? i miss the idea of him.

when did this happen?

you don't bounce back from that right away.

doesn't what i said mean anything for you?

i hate you, [name]. i really hate you.

what can i get you?

no one has ever quoted me back to me before.

you know, i'm so glad i never got involved with you.

i am not your consolation prize.

i wrote that.

you're going to have to try and find a way of not expressing every feeling that you have, every moment that you have them.

[nashyuck]

Dangerous

(Idol x reader, hook up, nda, tds3, foreplay, oral sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names, obsession)

Summary; Imagine the face y/n made when she realized an NDA was right in front to her face. What was a first-time VIP Nctdream experience, turned into amazing sex with Jaemin.

warnings; mature content MINORS DNI!

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Ticketing for Nctdream was the most stressful experience. Y/n spent all of her lunch break anticipating how ticketing would go, as she is a high school teacher who had a whole class during ticketing. To her surprise, she was able to get VIP tickets to Nctdream, for both her and her best friend.

"Talk about stressful, I'm surprised that none of my students questioned the random movie day on a Tuesday"

"Those should be the last of your worries, we're literally seeing our men in 1 month," Ali said, she and Y/n had originally met at an Nct cup sleeve event years back and remained close friends.

FORWARD TO A MONTH LATER

"oh, I'm so anxious, they'll be able to see us, what if I get called backstage"

"oh lord if you get called backstage jaemin will get the best head ever" Ali added as she and Y/n laughed.

Making those comments was normal amongst the two, as it was all for shit and giggles not that they actually believed that they would be given the chance to jump any of the dreamies bones.

Upon arrival at the venue, Y/n and Ali were given early entry as they obtained VIP access.

"OH MY GOD, Jaemin is so fucken hot" y/n whispered to her friend. Not wanting for the others to hear.

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Jaemin was never attracted to any of his fans, and he never considered hooking up with any of them. Unlike his members who liked to hook up with women at every stop during tour. They claimed that it was for stress relief.

That was until he spotted a girl in the crowd looking at him and turning to whisper something to her friend. He was curious as to what the gorgeous woman with the top so low whose tits were basically out for him to see had possibly said to cause her friend to giggle.

Throughout the concert, he couldn't help but be drawn to this woman, to his luck during Poison performance he was placed right in front of the beautiful girl.

Making eye contact with her the whole time drawing her in, causing his eyes to go dark and be filled with lust. She smiled at him biting her lip and observing Jaemin's movements. He felt himself start to harden. Eternally grateful that they were given a 3-minute break for an outfit change.

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"bitch jaemin was basically fucking you with those eyes girl," Ali said.

"All alright let's not be dramatic, in my defense he was set in front of us and the song was giving fuck me vibes" Y/n was undeniable that Jaemin would ever even consider letting her jump his bones.

The rest of the concert was a blur, y/n only remembers crying and dancing. The concert had ended, y/n and her friend got their belonging and headed towards the exit as they were stopped by security and guided to an empty room.

"This is starting to scare me, why are we still here is 12 AM," Ali said as she felt extremely sleepy and anxious.

A man who appeared to be part of the TDS3 work crew entered the room. He was wearing a TDS3 merch shirt, some sunglasses, and a baseball cap.

"Someone has requested for a conversation with you" the man said looking straight at y/n.

"That being said your friend will be dropped at her chosen destination, however, we ask for you to remain in this room, till he arrives and speaks to you about paper work" the man continued.

Ali felt unsure, leaving y/n behind in an empty room waiting for a guy who was a stranger felt worrisome.

"I'll be fine," y/n said insuring Ali that she'd be okay.

After Ali's departure, 5 minutes later the door opened and a tall muscular man appeared in front of y/n.

"Jaemin......... I'm not understanding why am I here?"

"Don't worry baby, I will explain everything and we can set boundaries together" Jaemin's smile was contagious and comforting.

He set various of papers on the table sitting across from y/n.

"darling have you ever signed an NDA?" jaemin questioned.

"I haven't but I've heard about how NDAs work"

"if at any point you feel uncomfortable, please let me know and we can stop, I will make sure you get home safe and no further contact on my behalf will be given," Jaemin said grabbing y/n's hand.

after 10 mins of reading the paper work, y/n knew exactly what the purpose of this was. She had two options, not signing the NDA and missing out on amazing sex with Jaemin or signing the papers and letting Jaemin do whatever he desired with her body.

Y/n did what any other horny woman would have done, she signed the papers and gave them to Jaemin with a smile on her face.

"Looks like you're coming home with me tonight princess"

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The ride to his hotel was quiet, Jaemin didn't say much but kept his hand on y/n's thigh. Pushing it closer and closer to her core. Causing y/n to heavy breath.

In the blink of an eye, y/n was on her knees begging for jaemin to let her touch him.

"So desperate for his dick, look at you basically salivating and I haven't even taken off my pants"

His eyes were dark and full of lust.

"I knew you'd be desperate but never imagined how turned on you'd get just by being on your knees".

he was so attractive, how can one not get turned on.

"On the bed now, and on your way there take off all your clothes, tired of seeing those on you"

Geez was he so hot as her observed y/n undress leaving nothing but her panties.

"look at those tits, I know you wore that shirt on purpose to get my attention, well guess what it worked," Jaemin said undressing and hovering over y/n. God were his lips soft, and easy to bite. Tongues fighting for control, causing a mess.

Jaemin shifted his lips to y/n's neck, down to her chest, nipple, stomach, and finally her inner thighs.

"You can be as loud as you want baby, my next-door hotel neighbors are the members and I'm sure those assholes are fucking a fan as we speak"

Jaemin's kisses were soft but felt like fire on y/ns skin.

"fuck please Jaemin"

"let's not be greedy baby" Jaemin said as he removed y/n's panties to get a clearer view of her body.

"look how wet you are, bet you taste just as good as you smell"

he was a tease, brushing his fingers against her fluids. He loved hearing her gasp and whine for more.

"fuck baby you taste so fucken good, so addicting, how am I supposed to continue the tour without this pussy"

he continued to eat her out, inserting two fingers.

"FUCK JAEM........."

"that's right baby cum in my mouth" those words sent y/n over the edge and she came all over Jaemin mouth.

He lifted himself up, licking his fingers and smirking at the mess he caused just with his mouth.

"want daddy to fuck you, baby? want me to cum inside you, to claim this gorgeous body of yours"

He was so fucken attractive, the same person who goes on stage as does aegyo for millions of fans, has the most dirty mouth and thoughts. He was so hot!

He hovered over y/n aligning his dick with her hole.

"If you want me to stop just tap me or tell me, okay darling"

Y/n nodded giving him the signal to enter.

As they both gasped, y/n squeezed around Jaemin.

"Fffucck baby, keep doing that and I'll cum fast"

he started off slow but continued to increase his pace, his thrust began to feel rough hitting all the right spots making y/n see stars.

"JAEM you feel so good" y/n whined

"you like that huh, you like it when I'm fast and rough"

"Yes Yes Jaem cumm inside me please"

He was rich enough to impregnate a woman so he never worried about an accident happening. The thought of a mini jaemin was his dream, however, all prior girls were scared of that type of commitment despite knowing his wealth.

"So tight FUCK" jaemin moaned as he released inside of y/n.

"If you're scared of getting pregnant we can run to the store for a plan b but if you're like me who doesn't give a shit and is ready for a baby quit your stupid job and go on tour with me"

"you don't know me, why would you even consider having a baby with me" y/n claimed.

"for starters, you're gorgeous and I can't imagine myself ever being so addicted to another pussy besides yours, you smell and taste so good, I can fuck you all day and night''

"I will consider it," y/n said checking her phone, it was 2 AM. Jaemin and her had been fucking for 2 hours.

[fungalittlefreak]

Hey I'm so glad to hear my previous post gave you an ego boost, def deserve it!! 🙏💚

Anyway, your Cole post (Specifically the part where you said he had a preference for guys) had me wondering, in your thoughts, what's the ninjas + whoever you want romantic + sexual preferences when it comes to gender? I don't think this is a request but heck if it is my apologies feel free to ignore it!!

vibrates

i'm gonna answer this listing off everyone in the masterlist as usual

gonna write about them fruit coloured ninja and their fruity friends and enemies

also this is a good example of what a question consists of ! for those afraid to ask anything and making it sound like a request.

i want to disclaim: i am queer. i am trans. i'm stuck in a persistent gender crisis (/pos) but just know i'm not cis. this is partly why my writing is sexuality and gender inclusive. i say the f slur frequently as a reclamation, so this is your warning not to be jumpscared when i say it.

minors: do not interact ! as always ! obviously exploring sexuality, gender, and your preferences in partners isn't adult exclusive, but there will be explicit themes here.

lloyd

i think of him as polysexual. he has a preference for women and those who are female-adjacent on the gender spectrum but if he finds a guy or someone male-adjacent that really, truly cares about him and he's attractive, definitely would be open to a relationship with him. i did mention in my headcanons that he's super flexible in bed, he's a pretty bottom, that's for sure. but he likes topping too.

kai

he's a specific type of bisexual cis man. flirts with anybody and everybody, but the only boys he would fuck with are femboys. or at least effeminate ones. makes you question whether or not he's really bisexual or just likes anyone who could look like they have a vag.

cole

unlabelled queer. finds himself in a relationship with a man more often than with a woman but he's content with that. still likes women because of the way his mother talked about them (i fully believe she and libber were in some sort of sapphic situationship until libber met cliff and lilly met lou).

zane

i have mentioned before, he's an aroace freak and i'm currently working on his nsfw headacanons right now. something i noticed about a lot of autistic cis men (which is what i believe zane is) is that they're straight and are stuck inside this box that they have to date girls. obviously not every autistic cis man is like that, but i think zane is. and it's in the least transphobic way possible. but again, he's aroace. i like to think he's nebularomantic and asexual. i explain this better in the headcanons, i think.

jay

this is a faggot. not an exclusively gay man though, for obvious reasons (nya). but a lot of the time, he bottoms. as much as he doesn't mind the strap, he can't resist a hot and heavy cock leaking with pre. maybe jay is a bisexual, but not quite with a preference. he just secretly likes cock more. that doesn't mean gender is excluded from that (dare i say... transfem nya ?). but just because i say he bottoms for the most part doesn't mean he wouldn't top either.

nya

this is a pansexual woman and she tops anyone who wants her to. she's a dom and it shows. she's attracted to anyone regardless of gender (duh, that's what a pansexual is) and has no preference whatsoever. always dtf if you want her to rail you into the mattress.

pixal

aroace freak number two. dare i say... she's an autistic transgirl ? i feel like cyrus borg initially wanted to build pixal with a male interface or something but as cold and unfeeling as she was before zane gave her half his heart, she still didn't feel right. so borg asked her what her issues were with herself and she said she felt some sort of gender presentation dysphoria. therefore borg knew what the issue was and gave her a more gender affirming model and vocoder. and if any of you know anything about autistic transgirls, is that they are FREAKS (/pos). i conclude that pixal has a preference for women in an abstract way because she still likes fucking around with men, but knowing the way men think and knowing what she is, she actually despises a man's touch unless she's absolutely sure her male partner isn't transmisogynistic (this is why pixane is an amazing ship). i could write a whole essay about this i think.

ronin

preference for women but get him drunk enough he might make out with dareth. or any man, really. ronin is a closet pansexual. doesn't realise he likes men until a really attractive one comes up to him while sober and actually, genuinely flirts with him with the intent of a good time.

cinder

i don't know much about cinder but unfortunately that is a gay man to me. of course i'll write him with a female partner if anyone wants him, but that is a gay man. that is an achillean. that is, by definition, an actual fag.

garmadon

this is an omnisexual man, actually. very deep in the closet though, post oni trilogy. i think after a few centuries worth of sexual exploration, he realises he's omni then all of a sudden that great devourer venom gets him and he has no time to think about romance or being sexually active. he returns as sensei garmadon and remembers he's omni again, then he sacrifices himself to the cursed realm, blah blah, now we're up to date with post oni trilogy and he's rooming with vinny. he's in the closet but everyone else knows he's omni, if you catch my drift. coming out to lloyd would be like this:

"lloyd... i believe i may be... omnisexual."

"that's great, garmadon. why are you telling me this again ?"

"because... i thought you should know."

"wow, great, you thought i should know something i already knew."

garmadon would genuinely be confused and wonder why everyone he comes out to already knew he was omni.

harumi

this is a maneater. i don't think she's capable of being attracted to anyone but she might be cupioromantic ? she doesn't feel romantic attraction but wants a romantic relationship that lasts forever. cross referencing my petnames headcanons on the sfw blog, she's the type to get more vulnerable when she's secure in believing her relationship is long term. she has a preference for girls and likes her boys a little submissive and breedable (see: lloyd. to clarify, no i do not ship llorumi. i'm a toxic ship fan though so i get it).

morro

IN THE NAME OF THE FIRST SPINJITSU MASTER DO NOT LET ME MAKE ANY COMMENTS ABOUT THIS MAN. but you know what, i'll talk about him anyway because that's what some of you are here for. he has a preference for feminine presenting people but not strictly... women. think of a transmasc he/they that wears makeup and skirts. morro's attracted to that (not exclusively, though). and he knows they're transmasc too. he's gender affirming about it. he likes his boyfriend. there's no gender on clothing, as many have concluded before, but morro can't resist a pretty person in a mini skirt and thigh high stockings. he's like his cousin, kind of. polysexual with an effeminate attraction flavour. the only difference is that he's top exclusive. will try being a bottom if his partner wants to top him, though. but that's... years down the line. you know, morro has trust issues. to be vulnerable enough to let his partner stick something up his ass, it's... a lot for him. oh, did i mention i think morro is a he/they himself ? i mean, look at him. that's a he/they.

skylor

she's a closet lesbian. why do you think she and kai didn't work out in the long term ? she's attracted to women. that's why. not to mention she might have found kai's interest in women or feminine-presenting people in general a little bit of an ick but she pushed it under the rug. she's into femmes, butches, andros, as long as they're sapphic too, she likes them. dare i say skylor opens the first lesbian bar in ninjago city after getting used to owning master chen's noodle house chain. anyway, skylor is also a bit of a flexible one in bed, but she's more of a bottom than a top. she's a service top, usually, but just like nya, she's a dom.

damn i did not expect to write so much for a simple question. maybe i just wanted to be thorough with my reasoning why. thank you for reading <33 reblogs are highly appreciated but not pressured

[queenshelby]

Chemical Reactions (P. 1)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy as J Robert Oppenheimer x Student Reader

Warning: Smut in later parts, Age-Gap, Infidelity 

Words: 1,867

Note: The fic is spoiler free and fantasy. 

It was just before Christmas when you took up a scholarship at Berkley and, since you were young woman at the tender age of twenty-two, you still could not believe your luck.

You got in to one of the most sought-after courses in the US when it came to quantum physics, which was a field so new and progressive that, to many, its attributes appeared to be rather absurd whereas, to you, it was a way of understanding the world.

The class you had applied for was that of J Robert Oppenheimer who was a well-known physicist and whilst you had only ever read about his works in the academic papers at Harvard, you were eager to finally meet the man whose work impressed you so much.

Being female in the field of physics, however, came with a price. Your skills had often been disregarded because of your gender and being excluded from experiments was not unusual either. As such, you were cautious and kept your obvious excitement at bay as, no doubt, criticism was a concept that your fellow students knew just too well and, in your mind, it was always easy for others to criticise those who they did not yet know, i.e., the new and possibly only female student in their class.

***

On your first day, when you arrived to the impressive building, you realised that you were over twenty minutes early and this, too, was not surprising.

You were punctual most of the time and when you weaved your way through the building, you were surprised by how little time it took for you to find the lecture room, which, thankfully, was unlocked and had a few other students already inside.

You selected a seat one row from the front, in a spot that, to most professors, said "I am eager to learn” which you hoped was beneficial seeing that, at least for now, you were the only woman in the room.

“Would you be accepted by your peers?” you pondered, but your thoughts were quickly interrupted when, who you assumed to be your professor, entered the room.

He was a frail but attractive looking man, wearing a grey suit that was matched by a white shirt and a dark coloured tie. He was smoking cigarette and put his dark brown leather satchel on the table in front of him, rifling haphazardly through the mess of papers inside.

Against your will, you felt a displeased look settle onto your face. Is the professor's class going to be as disorganised as his abyss of a bag, you wondered? Were those other students' assignments in there, begging to be lost?

You smirked for a minute at the intrusion of your very own thoughts about Dr Oppenheimer before you instinctively pulled your cheek in between your teeth which just when more students began to fly in to the room.

“Oh look, someone must have gotten lost” one of them was quick to say with a grin as he had spotted you and your neatly laid out stationary.

“The biology classes are conducted down the hall, in the third room to the left” was what another one said, causing you to rise from your seat in order to speak up against this nonsense just before the professor himself did it for you.

“And what makes you presume that she is in the wrong room, Mr Handley?” Dr Oppenheimer asked almost sternly and his reaction most certainly surprised you as, until now, you did not think that he had even noticed you.

“She is a woman, sir” the man stammered somewhat reluctantly, causing the professor to furrow his eyebrows.

“And you presume that this prestigious establishment seeks to exclude women from studying in the field of physics?” Dr Oppenheimer then asked, causing you to grin silently. “That seems rather absurd, wouldn’t you agree?” he then went on to add, causing the young man to nod.

“Of course... I mean, of course not” the student stammered just before Dr Oppenheimer began to call roll which is something you did not even notice as you were too transfixed on his demure and the way he presented himself until, eventually, your hand shot up at the sound of your full name.

“Present” you said, feeling a blush coming to your cheeks as the class and Dr Oppenheimer looked at you, the latter's blue eyes lingering on you a bit longer than the others.

You forced yourself to hold his gaze, not sure of the intention behind it and then, suddenly, he spoke:

"Miss Y/LN, now tell us, what have they been up to at Harvard these days? This is where you have transferred from, correct?” the professor then asked just as his look towards you intensified even more. His deep blue eyes were seeing right through you and yet you managed to answer him confidently.

“Not much in so far as the physics department is concerned, Dr Oppenheimer. In the last year we experimented with nuclear fission, but I assume that, considering the current political climate, so has everyone else. We then looked at metaphysics, stars, the universe…” you explained before sharing some of your findings and conclusions which impressed not only Dr Oppenheimer but also some of the other students.

When listening to you talk, it became obvious to him that you were rather intelligent even at such a young age and your interest in science was one of great significance.

“None of this is new” one of the students then said nonetheless after you finished your explanations and outlined your conclusions, to which you responded rather sharply yourself.

“I didn’t claim that it was. I simply answered Dr Oppenheimer’s question” you pointed out and the professor was quick to take your side again.

“And I appreciate your thorough explanation Miss Y/LN. It helped me understand where you are at when it comes to the presumed knowledge for my class” Dr Oppenheimer went on to say and you knew that, whatever the true reasons were behind his questions, his intent was not as innocent as he made it out to be. He wanted to know whether the physics department in Harvard knew more than the physics department at Berkley which, luckily for him, was not the case.  

The entire profession was well aware of the ‘program’ about to implemented by the US government and several physicists and educational departments began to protect their research with more earnest for a chance to cash in on the war.

But, Dr Oppenheimer did not appear to be one of those reserved physicists who were just in it for themselves. To the contrary, he really cared about making a difference and his research to date was well known within in the industry. He did not mind sharing his findings even if they were inconclusive and you have heard many stories about how he enjoyed working in the faculty as part of a group rather than on his own.

He was a leader but also a team player and, as such, when he wrapped up his questions for the day and announced the research project for the coming days, every student around him broke out into appreciative chatter as you remained in your seat, slightly dumbfounded, as the students were broken up into four groups.

---

“You worked in experimental before, have you not?” Dr Oppenheimer asked as, after a little while, he approached you and the group to which he had assigned you.

“I am pleased to know that you have read my file Dr Oppenheimer” you smiled after giving him a nod, which too is when you realised just how handsome he truly was. He must have been in his late thirties and seeing a wedding ring on this man’s finger came as a disappointment to you.

“I have read all of my students’ files” Dr Oppenheimer assured you just as you stood awkwardly at your table for a moment, debating whether or not to take the courage to ask him the millions of questions you had for him already until, suddenly, he prompted you to do exactly that.

"Did you have a question for me?" Dr Oppenheimer asked innocently as if he could have read your mind.

“Uhm…” you paused while cursing yourself already for having started your sentence with that godforsaken 'uhm' which, in your opinion, made you sound like an idiot.

"Yes, actually. I was wondering if, with this formula, you have considered the possibility…” you began to question, seeing how he had arrived at the calculations already presented to you and, just as you spoke with such great determination, you trailed off a bit as his gaze intensified.

“Quite frankly, you lost me there, at the end of your calculations but that is not to say that you are wrong” Dr Oppenheimer said almost politely as you looked at him somewhat flustered, causing your fellow students to chuckle and whisper behind your back.

“I must have lost my own train of thought just then. I am sorry sir” you said with blushing red cheeks as all of your confidence flew out of the window and you suddenly became aware of the way he was standing, with his hands against his hips, and the way he looked all together.

“Don’t be sorry Miss Y/LN. In fact, I am interested in exploring that idea of yours further, perhaps even after today’s lessons if you have time” Dr Oppenheimer then said as he adjusted the way he stood and smiled.

“That would be my pleasure, sir” you responded as you watched him spread his arms out on the table in front of you, far past shoulder width. He was leaning on his hands, causing the veins on his forearms to bulge slightly, which were exposed by the rolled-up sleeves of his white button-down shirt. He had his head tilted down a bit to look at you with those deep blue eyes until, eventually, he snapped out of his very own and somewhat intrusive thoughts which were thoughts you knew had nothing to do with quantum mechanics whatsoever.  

Dr Oppenheimer then licked his lips lightly before speaking again, distracting you from the first few syllables of his sentence.

"Good, then please come and see when you finish for the day, Miss Y/LN. I will be right here, trying to figure out what you were on about” Dr Oppenheimer then said just as the bell began to ring and the students started to pack up their bags, seeing that most of them had experimental workshops to attend to in the afternoon which, of course, included you. You too had a workshop, which was one you did not look forward to.

“Yes doctor. I will see you this afternoon” you told him with a reluctant smile as you pulled your lab coat closer to your chest and forced your face to remain neutral, even as you felt the heat burning up your neck. You then gave him a curt "thank you" before lifting your chin and turning to leave.

To be continued…

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[igglemouse]

Week 1 ~ Introducing Magdalena ~ Monday

Today is a big day, perhaps the biggest of days? My acting career starts in earnest. Yes, today I will go to TWO auditions and hope to land both but will be fortunate to land one. The competition is stiff of course as so many women like me come to DSV to chase a dream.

I don't know how well I will do but I do know that will do my best.

Also. Didn't start any fires in the kitchen today!

I am not the only one in my family chasing a dream. My brother Iker is as well but his chase leads him across the ocean to Windenburg. Fútbol is his passion and some team far far away is willing to take him on as a prospect. I've talked a lot about how I will always miss home and family but it must be doubly true for him especially since I do not think he even speaks the language there? He jokes and tells me that the language of fútbol is universal and while I get the sentiment I doubt it is a language that will help him find new friends. What is he going to do, juggle a ball and spell out words in the air while doing so?

All I can do is hope for the best and wish him luck. At least he is doing more with his life than Carina, our sister. That is another story for another day.

You might have noticed the little bit of fuzz on my arms? Can't go to an audition with that and can't go with a stench! I guess I could, nothing is stopping me, but that would be embarrassing wouldn't it?

I'm honestly not sure what to expect with this first one, it's for a music video and honestly I don't know much about it? I don't think it matters, I'll learn once I'm there and I don't expect much to be asked of us. Like I mentioned, this is just to get my name out there and have something to put on my resume and for a little bit of simoleons. Beggars cannot be choosers and I cannot be picky about roles, yet.

I arrive slightly on time and am instantly guided to the dressing room or more like hurried to it. They wanted me to wear one of those body stocking fitting things that is very much skin tight and while I have a few questions I should remember what I've signed up for.

I am under no allusions here, the role called for an 'attractive' woman because I imagine she'll be featured in the video and so I know whoever wins the role will be eye candy. Nevertheless, I am still hoping to win.

I head into the audition room and instantly hate what I'm wearing because the AC is set on Simartica for whatever reason. Why put us in these skimpy clothes then? Were they trying to freeze us?

Either way, I've thankfully arrived near the end of the auditions as there is a very tired looking man sitting alone at a desk and three other women in the room.

One looks terrified, the lighter girl with short dark hair sat as still as ever, staring off into the distance and fiddling with her fingers while the girl sitting next to her, the redhead, seemed cool and confident, just waiting to show her stuff.

There was a woman at the front of the room being interviewed. I didn't catch the whole thing but I did hear her response. She played up her experience in dance which makes sense but it doesn't seem like the casting guy cared that much about it.

The conversation continues but I toned it out since the short haired girl captured my attention. She whispers hello but I can tell that there is some shyness to her? Some? No, a lot of shyness. She does seem to be open to a conversation at least, perhaps just to help with her nerves?

Ah, yes, this is what I fear. Most of the women auditioning here are models and not actresses, such as I, so it makes me wonder why I am here as well? The possible pay day I suppose? Still, it is something to put on my resume, I've seen acting careers launched off of music videos as well.

I continue my conversation with her and wonder how she is a model with such low confidence of herself but then I do realize the modeling industry industry is so rife with competition that it is bound to make the prettiest of people feel ugly. It is definitely a churn, especially for young women. I say all this knowing that I do believe I could be a very successful model, if I simply decided to be so.

The conversation between the casting guy and Ms. Bagley continues...

As Ms. Bagley walks out the next girl saunters up to the center of the room and instantly tries to claim it. She calls herself Jordan McDonough, in a tone that tells us we should already know who she was and how dare she have to waste energy introducing herself. The casting guy isn't so impressed, in fact, I don't think he barely noticed her at all.

Alright, if Eliana is a demonstration of no confidence this woman is a demonstration of having far too much. Thankfully, Eliana seems to be very open to chatting with me.

Meanwhile...over in the center of the room with miss spotlight...

Jaxton let out the heaviest of sighs right after calling for the next girl. It felt like it could blow a house down and I can't imagine how many personalities he's had to deal with today. All the same, it was time for Eliana's turn leaving me alone for a moment, I do wish her luck because she seems like a sweet woman who needs it. It's a competition but it also isn't. If they like her look more than mines they will pick her, nothing I can do about that.

I watch her gather herself, fiddle her thumbs, wobble a little as she stands. She's definitely about to bomb this, I'm sure how, but I am sure that she's about to.

Ouch. I felt bad for her, she certainly wasn't stuttering when I was speaking with her just now? Just stage fright I guess? I give her wave but I'm not sure she saw it, she seemed pretty dejected?

I can't linger on her for too long though so I take a deep breath and make my way to stand in front of the man and I must admit that I think his body language changes? He leans back in his chair and takes me in for a moment without speaking but eventually he speaks.

And so I do although I am slightly confused as he didn't ask this of any of the others? I turn to face the other way slightly and he just stares, it doesn't take me long to figure out what he's staring at. My lips part for just a second to tell him what's on my mind but thankfully no sound comes from them. This man, unfortunately, might be the deciding factor on if I get this part or not and what's done is done. I know he's not the first man to stare at my butt and he won't be the last.

Index ~ The Rest of the Day

[akilahia]

Thinking about IHNMAIMS in pretty much all of its forms.

Specifically Ted and Ellen. Obviously in the Game their relationship is very different from the short story/comic/radio drama, with Ted being in love with Ellen(although it’s evident it’s because she is the only woman left alive). In the game he shows devotion to her, he is willing to push past his usual methods of flirtation and find other ways to get what he needs.

But in the other adaptions his feelings towards Ellen are mixed. I think his unique backstory with being so dependent on women to live a happier and more lavish life style, significantly effect how he views Ellen beyond AM’s tampering

Throughout the short story Ted constantly thinks ill of Ellen. Even though prior to being placed in this hell, she had only had sex twice before. But she is the last woman alive on earth. The video game(while following a different plot line(still one that is extremely tragic and literally made me cry)) expresses that even before Ellen’s assualr she had little to no interest in sex. She would never have had sex with the four men if it weren’t for

1. AM

2. Being the Last women alive

3. AM’s deliberate tampering

In a world where characters like Benny have been so permanently physically marked as a form of torture by AM, something like sex, is not as extreme in comparison(at least from Ted’s perspective). However to be the last woman alive, with minimal interest in sex, to be tampered with in such a way, is such a horrific form of torture.

I’m going to shift a way from this for a second to talk about Ted’s backstory for the video game. I understand that the videogame makes changes in terms of backstory for some of the characters(like Benny), so we can’t claim Ted’s backstory for the game is even remotely close to whatever it might have been for the short story. However, I still think can provide interesting context to his behavior towards Ellen.

Starting off, he really isn’t the cool rich guy that he played himself off to be when life was still normal. He never came from money, he was poor and he was forced to work and couldn’t go to school. However he was good looking which is resulted in older woman being attracted to him. And when he was NINETEEN, one older woman gave him her husband’s money and offered him the chance to travel and live in luxury.

Now this probably isn’t important, or was even taken into consideration by the game makers, but I was curious as to what the possible age gap between this older woman and Ted could be. The were together for 5 years, then she died

She died specifically of an aneurysm, which according to Google typically happens between the ages of 30 to 60. There is all this stuff with the Cold War and ww3 and I was going to try to do all this math with it but it’s too late for that and not relevant to the point I’m trying to make. But I’m just going to do some simple mental math and estimate that it might have been late 60’s or early 70’s when the older woman and Ted first got into a relationship. As I’m assuming everything went to shit in 1995 since that’s when the game came out, and 25 years had passed after he met the woman. Also this makes sense as Ted’s grandfather sold the farm due to the Great Depression, since most people married and had kids young, I’m going to be generous and say grandpa was 30 in 1929, and Ted’s mother or father was 9, then 10-12 years later Ted was born. Then 19 years later it would be about the 60’s or 70’s.

I am going to presume that the older woman had been married to her husband for at least 15 years. So it might have been 50’s at the earliest possibility. And the average age people married at then was when they were in their 20’s. So when she met Ted she was AT THE EARLIEST 35. Making her at least 16 years older than Ted when the first got together. But also worth noting that they do specifically mention older. So if we look on the higher side of the typical ages for aneurisms she could have been 55 when they first met(as the 5 years would pass making her 60) so she could have been 36 years older than him.

This seriously isn’t relevant to the actual point I’m trying to make with Ellen and Ted but I got sucked in. I guess I just wanted to highlight that Ted did not have the power in this relationship, he was young and poor, while she was old and rich, and I can imagine how that kind of relationship would impact him.

The next thing I want to note is the use of the word ‘lover’.

Though it can be used in a strictly romantic non intimate sense, I think it is used in the sexual way here.

Especially with the provided context of two different definitions of the word ‘lover’ both highlighting it’s connotations with sexual relationships

Furthermore, Ted’s relationship with the older woman is essentially just a sugar baby relationship. She is letting him experience things he never could have without her money. She teaches him how to act as a socialite and gets him used to the high life.

In connection to the sexual elements above, there was a video I wanted to link here but I can’t find it anywhere anymore. It was a YouTube video with a bunch of sugar babies discussing their experiences. And one woman confides that you really won’t make much money if you are in a platonic or non intimate romantic relationship with your sugar parent. If you want to make money and live richly, you have to preform sexual favors.

Now it’s hard to say if this was the only relationship with an older woman that Ted had been in. But regardless of whether it was one woman or a billion, using his body in order to get something that he wants has become an important asset to Ted; As seen in the castle with the maid and the witch. His love for Ellen(in the video game) helps him break past this fatal flaw of his, despite AM’s obvious temptations to make him fail.

Even if this stuff was in anyone’s minds when they wrote Ted’s backstory but I think it’s extremely important to note, especially as we return to my main point.

As stated before, Ted views Ellen negatively due to her promiscuity, despite the desire(felt really gross typing this word in this context) being placed in her as a form of torture by AM. She also is a woman, and Ted’s life has been spent around using and being used by women, so definitely lots of conflicting stuff there. Additionally Ted’s experiences with sexual relations are shown to be based in being transactional.

When he agrees with Ellen to go to the caves to get the food, she rewards him by being intimate with him to show her gratitude. Ted sees it as her ‘using him.’ (From the Radio Drama, I was going to post the clip but I could only post one video in a tumblr post apparently)

In the comic, after this encounter he questions her motivations. What she got out of it, once again thinking transactionally. But her response

“Does there have to be a reason”

Really gets to me. Especially after looking at all this intertextual context. Thinking about video game Ted’s backstory with book Ted’s thoughts and behaviors, he is shown to always think there is some kind of catch. No one is doing something without getting something in return, especially if that thing is kindness.

Ted is so intensely paranoid(as seen in all versions). I think by pairing up the backstory for the game with the short story/comic/radio drama it’s evident to see how heavily affected he is by it.

He thinks he has been tormented less by AM, making him paranoid of the others, contributing towards his behavior towards Ellen. Yet despite everything from the past and all of AM’s tampering, he still finds comfort with Ellen. Her unfaltering kindness manages to reach him even when he dismisses it as a farce. She doesn’t hate him or the others for how they’ve treated her, she still wants to help them. He still cares for her and the others. But he is filled with so much fear. He even apologizes to her.

I feel like at that point in the Radio drama marks a shift. Ted has made a realization about AM and it’s a lot for him, but Ellen is there for him. It’s a genuinely sincere act of kindness from her where she doesn’t ask or expect anything in return. They have some kind of connection. Once again blending the different versions, I think that this moment between them comes together in the end when they kill the other victims together. They don’t speak to each other, they just do it quickly and he kills her. And here he doesn’t refer to her by any degrading names. In the comic he holds her. Like how in the radio drama she held him.

Overall I just wanted to point out how well all these versions really mix to provide so much more behind each character. The backstories for the video game allow the reader to understand book Ted’s actions and relationships from a new angle.

The is was super duper major mess of a ramble. It’s now 3 am and I have a migraine, so I’m done for tonight. I might clean this up another time or make another post about Video game Ted with context to his backstory since I didn’t include the events from the video game in here.

Once again these are just my thoughts and beliefs on how I think the video game backstory for Ted provides interesting context for Book Ted. I know that both stories play out differently and both Ted’s act differently so please don’t get angry if you disagree with the message of stuff I said

mini sequel post about video game Ted

[hyperlexichypatia]

I feel like the mainstream opinion of feminist culture in my adult life has gone through four stages about makeup, but is, for some reason that's very distressing to me personally, stuck on stage 3 about force-feeding.

We went through:

We're all taught that women should wear makeup to make themselves attractive to men.

Women shouldn't have to wear makeup to make themselves attractive to men!

It's feminist praxis for a man to forbid his wife/girlfriend/daughter from wearing makeup. That's how he shows he's a good guy who cares about women. Look at this hero male feminist ally who threw away his wife's makeup collection while she was asleep and wrote "You're beautiful just the way you are" across the bathroom mirror! What a stand-up guy!

... hey... wait a minute... wait... that's not feminist! That's just a man telling a woman what to do with her body!

I was around in the '00s/'10s. I saw this all play out.

And now we're at:

We're all taught that women should eat as little as possible in order to be as skinny as possible to make themselves attractive to men.

Women shouldn't have to eat as little as possible in order to be as skinny as possible to make themselves attractive to men!

It's feminist praxis for a man to bully and insult a woman for not eating (what he considers) enough. It's sweet and wholesome when he threatens to physically overpower her. He absolutely shouldn't respect her "no," which she obviously doesn't mean. Look at this hero male feminist who shoved unwanted food at his date and threatened to sit on her to make her eat it! What a stand-up guy!

Well? When are we getting to Step 4, Feminist Internet Culture? Can it please be soon? Please?? Can we just skip to the part where we stop praising the "feminist praxis" of how school bullies treated every autistic kid?

I am an autistic ARFIDite with less than zero tolerance for food pressure. I will cut you off for a "Come on, just try it, you'll like it!" If someone actually pulled an "I said eat, bitch" or threatened to sit on me, I'm getting a fucking restraining order. Absolutely not. Fuck no.

"Ohhhh your thin privilege--" I'm fat, asshole. I'm "limited in the medical providers who'll see me" fat. This isn't about size. This is about "no" meaning fucking no. I'm not ordering the plain salad because I'm "on a diet," I'm ordering it because every other food item on this menu is a sensory nightmare and my consenting to come to this restaurant at all is me meeting you halfway. But even if I were doing some kind of intentional weight loss thing, that would still be, medically speaking, none of your fucking business.

Overriding someone's food choices isn't cute, it isn't funny, it isn't romantic, and it sure as fuck isn't feminist.

[rainbowkittyblossomwings]

Gravity Falls analysis post that I'm just screaming into the void... Was watching Gravity Falls with my sister, and haven't been able to shake what she said about Soos and the Real Girl out of my head, about how isn't it pretty awful that people are trying to push him into a "real" relationship/forcing him to have a relationship and shaming him for not having one for Reggie's party? His abuelita says he's a man now, it's time for him to start meeting girls. There's this sort of pressure to have a standard heterosexual relationship that I really didn't like.

And that made me think, especially in the context of the episode, about how invested Soos gets in this relationship with this dating sim woman who is not an actual real person. One of the thing's he says about looking for a woman, is he's worried about a lifetime of loneliness. It's not something like "Girls are so pretty and I do not have one." or anything to do with women specifically at all. It's just a desire for companionship he's looking for so he can avoid a lifetime of loneliness. Dipper said "Soos, can a computer game go to Reggie's engagement party with you?" It wasn't something like 'if you want a girlfriend there's one right there for you,' or 'a video game does not have intelligence or a real personality.' No, it was that Giffany can't physically go to a party to adhere to society's normality. That's her real flaw. He later dumps Giffany because of this conversation, because he has to think long-term, and she's too "beep-boop" (not real.) But he admits he's having trouble deciding between two things he likes, but he doesn't know what's right for him.

And by the end of the episode Soos has "moved on" from "fake" relationships to "real" relationships with Melody. He immediately asks her to go to Reggie's party with him after their date which was not as bad as her date with the magician, because his main want was "someone to go to Reggie's party with" because he was pressured to. It wasn't 'I have a crush on Melody am doing this solely for me.' Part of the appeal to him was clearly still the pressure he's being put under by Abuelita. He also says when she says she'll still be in town "A relationship with a girl that I can only see through my computer...sounds perfect!". He does not seem disappointed about this at all/and I've known many allo people who are disappointed by LDRs since they can't hug or kiss their partner as frequently. And anyway all of this sort of speaks to me as someone asexual. It's an experience that I'm sure other asexual people have felt before, that LDR relationships or relationships over the computer are a lot less intimidating/scary/because they don't have that pressure of social conventions to have sex or kiss. Both my gf's and my first relationship were LDRs (not with each other) because it didn't feel "real' and "scary." When Soos meets Melody, he talks to her as if he's hanging out with a new friend. He calls her a nice lady, and although she is very clearly into him, it takes Mabel and Dipper telling him that he accidentally asked her out on a date to register interest/the possibility of that. (I'm sure other asexual people have also set up platonic hang out time with someone only to learn they did not pick up on the social cue of attraction/and that they are not on the same page with the new friend. I often fear that I have "accidentally" flirted with someone, when I'm just complimenting them.)

Anyway, my read is that Soos is asexual, and that the people in his life sort of shamed him a bit to have a "normal" relationship, but with Melody one of the draws was a middle ground. A "normal" relationship + before the end of the show where she moves back to Gravity Falls/none of that pressure.

Obviously Giffany had other negatives about her besides the whole "not being real" but one of the thing's Soos likes about her is that she predictable. I could see an argument being made here that one of the good things about being predictable is not having this intimidation when it comes to sexual acts. It was probably just him being shy/having some level of social anxiety/inexperience when it comes to relationships, but I also like this interpretation. The only other relationship we see Soos have is with pig girl, who kissed him because she thought he still had Waddles's personality/was that bold, and he kinda just listens to her as she cries about how different she is/does not seem that broken up once she dumps him. He DOES ask if they can kiss again/if that's an option which does imply he likes kissing, but some ace people do! He never says anything like "she's beautiful" for pig girl.

I also realized that looking at the transcripts, when Soos says Melody looks nice, it's because Mabel coached him to say that. The only one he really calls "pretty" is Giffany for her sparkley eyes. (Which super valid. I agree, Soos.) Anyway, it's crazy to me that there was more sexual chemistry between Stan and Old Goldie that episode than Soos and Melody. And I thought I'd share why I personally headcanon Soos as asexual! This post was kinda a mess. Sorry about that!

[notablenotions]

Mask's of Noblity-Chapter 24:

She was human.

Hans Capon had known this intellectually. Legally. On paper. It was, after all, a requirement for marriage.

But it had never felt real before. Not like last night. Not like this morning. Not with the blood and the shaking hands and the soft breath of her sleeping against him.

She was human. A female human. With... with a waist. And... breasts. And those lips. Those lips he’d looked at far too long for a man in a devoted love affair with another man.

“Fuck,” Hans muttered as he half-ran, half-stumbled through the keep, his thoughts a jumbled snarl of guilt, lust, confusion, and a haunting memory of Jitka sleepily wrapped like a very sarcastic sausage roll. “What even was that.”

There was only one person who could possibly fix this. Only one man who knew his soul, his sins, and once held his hair back while he threw up at a monastery.

He needed Henry.

He burst into the barracks and slammed open the door to Henry’s office.

It had changed.

There were now two desks. Two. The small room was crammed with parchment, embroidery hoops, weapons maintenance logs, and a deeply concerning pile of dried herbs that smelled vaguely like pine and guilt. Henry sat at his desk, calm as a monk, needle in hand, embroidering a man weeping into a turnip.

He looked up, blinked once, and said, “Are you alright?”

Like this was normal. Like Hans bursting in like a harlot on fire was part of the routine.

Hans paced. He paced like a man possessed. “No, I am not alright. I—she—last night she broke and I held her and then this morning I looked at her lips and she looked at me and there was drool and blankets and fuck, Henry, I think I almost kissed my wife!”

Henry set the embroidery aside slowly. Folded his hands. Watched Hans with a familiar look of long-suffering amusement.

Hans flailed.

“I’m committed to you! Entirely! Monogamously! I haven’t even noticed another man or woman since you walked into my life with your sodding jawline and your brooding! And now she’s got feelings and breasts and I’m concerned! Do you know how horrifying that is?”

Henry tilted his head. “You’re upset because you’re attracted to a woman. Who is also your wife.”

“Yes!” Hans flailed again. “And you’re not even—jealous!?”

Henry raised an eyebrow. “Hans. Our relationship was founded on drinking, hunting, war, and wenching. You remember wenching, don’t you?”

Hans opened his mouth. Closed it. Blinked.

Henry smirked. “You remember that tavern near Uzhitz. The one with the twins and the red wine and the hay loft.”

“That was an intense spiritual male friendship,” Hans muttered defensively.

“We wenched,” Henry said, grinning. “Together. Eye contact and all.”

Hans made a noise like a kicked lute. “That was different! That was—bonding!”

Henry shrugged. “We wenched. And we always knew you’d have to marry. Produce heirs. I didn’t expect monogamy. Frankly, I thought you’d have bedded her by now.”

Hans looked vaguely scandalized. “She terrifies me.”

“She recommends balms, Hans,” Henry deadpanned. “She tells me which oils won’t chafe. That’s not terrifying. That’s... supportive. Thoughtful. She even cancelled embroidery today because your wrapping job turned her hands into linen hives.”

Hans covered his face with both hands. “I should have left. I should have not held her. But she sobbed. And she looked so—small. And then she started crying about lemon cakes and being alone and—”

Henry stood, moved closer. His voice gentled.

“I know what she’s like. And I know how she breaks. She’s not easy, but she’s kind, in her way. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Hans peeked through his fingers. “But I wanted to kiss her.”

Henry paused. Thought about that.

Then said, “You still want me, don’t you?”

“Desperately.”

“Then that part hasn’t changed.” He smiled, small and sure. “I’m still very attracted to women, Hans. It doesn’t shut off because of you. And I don’t deny that, because denying that would be denying me.”

He walked back to his desk, picked up the turnip man again.

“And let’s be honest,” Henry added, stabbing the needle through cloth, “Jitka’s arse is a masterpiece sent by God to ruin men.”

Hans choked.

“That’s my wife!”

Henry smirked. “And I say this as a man who respects you both: the way she walks? Scandalous. Should be outlawed.”

“You’re a monster.”

Henry grinned. “You’re the one who married her.”

Hans slumped dramatically into the chair across from him, covering his eyes again. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

“You’re evolving,” Henry said dryly. “Like a very dramatic beetle.”

They sat in silence for a moment, Henry stitching, Hans trying not to cry.

Then Hans murmured, “You really aren’t jealous?”

Henry looked at him, serious now. “What hurt, once, was the fear. That she’d take you away from me. That marriage would mean I lost you. But I haven’t. Not really. And honestly? I think I’ve found a friend in her.”

He paused. Then added with a smile, “Or a very annoyed younger sister.”

Hans snorted. “She’s feral. I once saw her blackmail a bishop into apologizing for using too much incense.”

Henry nodded solemnly. “That tracks.”

And like that, the storm passed.

Hans felt lighter. Not solved—but steadier. Seen.

He watched Henry stitch a weeping turnip with the focus of a scholar and thought, I love this man. And I’m possibly developing feelings for my terrifying embroidery tyrant wife. I’m doomed.

And somehow, he didn’t mind.

[aphroditesmoon]

children of the empire

king!jacaerys valeryon x reader

summary: the tale of the king and the slave.

warnings: slave!reader, infidelity, hurt/comfort, angst, childbirth, grief, death, inspired by paul and chani from dune book series.

A/N: just jace and reader being wholly devoted to eachother

wc: 1.4k

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HE KNEW THE two of you were destined to be together from the moment he laid his eyes on you. After the coronation held for him as King, multiple houses that had changed the course of their loyalty at the last minute had begun to seek the now young King Jacaerys’ favor. And so began the parade of gifts from ornaments, jewels and women were presented. Exotic slaves from colonized lands were brought forth to the king. He had sat on the throne as if it was made just for him. The throne his mother had not been given the privilege to sit on for even a whole year. 

By his side, was his once betrothed and now Queen Baela. Their union was celebrated the way their parents would have wanted, and the two tried their hardest to uphold all the traditions and rulings to make worth of the sacrifices and bloodshed in the name of Rhaenyra Targaryen.  

In everyone’s eyes, the pair was unstoppable, a united front with grudging respect for the other. A pair not only blessed with deserving power, but also with love. 

But no one knew what really lied behind closed doors. The King Jacaerys and Queen Baela Targaryen had not loved one another. They might’ve liked each other in a way, back then. But the war and deaths have changed them both forever. They could not find any semblance of romantic attraction or comfort in the other. They had mourned their families in such a similar way, yet somehow still jarringly different. To find intimacy with the other was to face unspoken grief. 

Jacaerys had thought that the loveless marriage would be the end of him ever experiencing a pure, tender bond with anyone. But he had seen you in a line of tired looking, plain and pretty girls, and he had sworn he’d seen you in a dream before.  

If his mother was alive, she would be cursing him off his head. In fact, sometimes he hears her too. Yelling, and calling him a failure of a son, as he’s holding your thighs open, plunging himself deeper inside of you. An affair had by kings wasn’t uncommon, but he wondered how many of them were of love and not lust. He knew he would love you like his mother loved his father. But no matter how much of him is his mother’s son, he would not let you suffer the same end as his father. 

He learned quickly that you weren’t as docile as you looked. Ask the wrong question and you’ll snap back. And yet, you were also not as hostile as you make yourself to be. You scold him like no one dares to do to the King, and you call him names on days he’s being particularly irritating, receiving a rising reaction from his shocked and baffled advisor and guards. But he knew that you were harmless. And you knew that a man like him can take a few jabs. And as much as the insults keep on coming, you advise him like no one does either.  

You run your fingers through his hair like you’d give up everything you have to be able to touch him. And he looks up to your standing figure through his mussed-up hair as he kneels down with his arms circling your waist, like no one could ever look to even the greatest of kings. 

“You will carry my children.” He had once told you.

The late-night silence where only the wind was able to speak louder than either of you, making anything he was saying sound possible. “Your queen will hold a knife to my throat.” You responded, feeling him pull you closer to his chest as he rests his chin on top of your head. “I would not let any other woman be the mother to my children except you.”  

You let out a hoarse laugh that sounded almost too cynical to his liking. “I am not your woman, even if I am your property. Any child you have with me is a child destined for a life of suffering.” Had he not been so tired, he would have presented a stronger case after seeing you argue with much more fire even in such an hour. But instead, he only shook his head hard enough for you to feel his disagreement. “You are not my property.” You hummed with your ear to his heart. “I would be yours if you’ll have me, and I’d let you rob me naked if that be your heart’s desire.” You let out a scoff you always do when you’re finding him ridiculous and drunk. Only soft kings dare to dream, a reminder you bring up constantly to him. All because you knew what usually happens to those kinds of rulers, and even if you wouldn’t say it out loud, you cared for him too much to see him resigned to such a fate.  

Three months later, you were with child. Brimmed with joy, Jacaerys had vowed to legalize the babe as soon as it comes out. And even with his queen’s relentless challenging to his title and responsibility, he refuses to send you away. He asks her forgiveness for the disrespect the child’s birth would be to her, but his mind was set.  

An illegitimate royal child was not unheard of, and Jacaerys’ fortunate case of being a man helps lessen the cacophony of riots and disagreement within the council. But when it had been confirmed that the child would be legalized and appointed as his heir. How can a scion of the Targaryen family be a bastard made by bastards.  

And yet with every voice raised against him, his assurance only becomes stronger. Every drink you take and every meal you eat will be tested first for poison. And every move you make would be supervised and followed by personal guards that were starting to make you regret being with him.  6 months into the pregnancy, you had relented into staying in your chambers, his overprotectiveness had become more obvious. Not even the Queen was granted to visit you, in fear of bad intentions.  

His actions had hurt Baela, for she expected him to know better what kind of person she is in terms of morality.  

When your water finally broke, he was 20 minutes late. When a guard had run to him in the throne room to announce the birth, he didn’t need to be told twice to get himself off the iron throne, running to you as fast as he could. You had given birth to a set of twins. A girl, and a boy. He had made it to you in the last few seconds before you let out your final breath. You had whispered his name as he squeezes your hand in a fist while apologizing profusely. “I couldn’t have belonged to anyone else, even if I wanted to.” He had cried by your side. You responded with a confession you’ve never uttered aloud, though both of you already knew what it was. You had breathed out so quietly, words only meant for his ears, “I love you.” The lights in his eyes died out the second you were announced deceased.  

He sat by your cold body for hours before he could be convinced to let his grip on your dead arms off. He held both of his babes for the first and last time in his arms that day before spending the next 2 days locked and isolated in his chambers. Rhaenyra and Lucerys Targaryen. A storm brewed in the sky of Kings Landing. Wild winds and lightning as devastating as his own heart. The people stayed inside as the weather rips off wooden houses and floods the streets in every corner that is 

Baela had tried speaking to him, as gentle as she could, reminding him of his children. But he was non-verbal. And so, she gave up.  

On the third day, Rhaena Targaryen had rushed to her Queen sister, screaming in pure terror as she held up a folded and opened envelope of a letter. The doors to the King’s chambers were slammed open, only to find the place empty. The King hadleft. He had exited the castle to the storms.  

And in his letter contained his want for his wife to rule in his stead until his daughter Rhaenyra reaches the age of 10 and 8, old enough to be wed to her brother, and then after, she’d take her rightful place as Queen.

A legitimate claim to the throne.  

The only other thing written besides his will, was a sentence among the lines, ‘Only a soft king dares to dream. And I am as weak and soft as it can be.’