#i really think it was the 'oh is this roleplay' and 'i love you' mocking him and his feelings that made Stolas shut down

[nineshrike]

Call me a Stolas apologist if you'd like, but Stolas wasn't wrong to portal Blitzø out.

Blitzø had basically just challenged Stolas to take his turn at insulting him, let's go, let's have everything out, let's make this breakup a fight to remember, remind me why I don't deserve you -- and Stolas. Doesn't.

Because that's not how fights like this have ever gone for him. Stolas's past relationship wasn't like Blitzø and Verosika trading insults in Spring Broken; it was standing still and quiet while Stella hurled abuse at him. He's stood up for himself against her, yes, but how can he stand up against Blitzø? When Blitzø's right, and when Stolas is seeing Blitzø through such rose-tinted glasses?

From Stolas's perspective, there really isn't anywhere the conversation can go after that. Anything else that is said will just make the situation worse. So he ends it. And, honestly, even if Blitzø was reaching out at the end there, he still hadn't had time to process, and I can't really see an emotional reconciliation happening that quickly. It probably would've just devolved into another argument. At this point, space and time are the best things for both of them.

[incognit0slut]

Doctor Reid

PART 2 OF KINKTOBER | MAIN MASTERLIST

Established Relationship Your boyfriend finally agrees to indulge in your fantasy by playing a very different kind of doctor, but on his own terms.

Content: (18+) 4k, roleplay, lingerie, finger sucking, nipple play, fingering, female oral, edging, soft!dom as per usual and him being what you guys like to call ‘a little shit’ a/n: season 12 Spencer can stay between my thighs all day every day. also, i have no knowledge on any medical terms this is just ✨vibes✨

10:34 AM

The box was heavier than you’d expected. It had been weeks since you’d ordered it—weeks of wondering if this would even get here without some awkward explanation. You’d agonized over every little detail, scrolling through pages of different costumes, wondering which stethoscope looked the most real.

And now it was finally here.

You didn’t waste a second. Your fingers worked quickly, ripping through the tape and cardboard until the contents spilled out. A crisp, folded white coat with perfectly pressed lapels and a stethoscope. And it was a real one, with cool metal tubing that felt heavy and authentic in your hand. Everything looked even better than you’d imagined.

You barely took the time to fold back the box flaps before hurrying to the next room, where your boyfriend sat comfortably on the couch, idly thumbing through a book.

“Spencer!” Your voice practically sang in excitement. “It’s here!”

He glanced up and lowered his book. "What's here?"

You grinned, bouncing on your toes as you closed the distance between you. "The doctor is officially in," you declared, holding up the white coat like a trophy, the stethoscope dangling from your other hand.

You watched as realization dawned across his face as he blinked a few times, processing the items in your hands, before letting out a soft, amused huff.

"Wow," he said slowly. "You really went all out."

"Of course I did,” you affirmed, grinning from ear to ear as you held the coat up to his chest, sizing him up as though he were already playing the part. “And it’s perfect.”

He leaned back into the couch, trying to put some distance between him and your infectious enthusiasm. “You know I’m not much of an actor.”

“Baby,” you drawled out, emphasizing the pet name with that affectionate tone you knew worked like a charm on him. It was the same sweet voice you used when you wanted something, the kind that could coax just about anything from him. “You’re not trying to win the Oscars, it’s sex. I promise you’ll like it.”

He shook his head like he was the most put-upon boyfriend in the world, letting out a mock sigh of exasperation, though the faint smile playing at the corners of his lips betrayed him. He closed his book and set it aside.

“Fine, I’ll do it,” he said at last, dragging the word out as though it physically pained him to say it. “If we do this on my own terms.”

“Your own terms? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’ll see. And,” he reached out, pinching the collar of the coat between his fingers. “I’m not wearing that.”

You pouted. “What, you don’t want to look like a real doctor?”

“I think I can pull it off without the costume.” He flashed you a smile. “I’m technically still a doctor.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you teased, rolling your eyes. “Your multiple doctorates don’t exactly qualify you for this, Doctor Reid.”

“I thought having six degrees would be enough for anything.”

“Too bad none of them is needed now,” you shot back, poking a finger at his chest playfully. “The role I’m thinking of requires a different kind of expertise. More…” You paused, pretending to mull it over, “Hands-on. Less theoretical.”

The laugh he let out was short and incredulous, his eyebrows raising as if he couldn’t believe your persistence. “You’re never going to let this go, are you?”

You sighed dramatically. “Babyyyy.”

“You know, one of these days that tone isn’t going to work on me.”

“Oh, please, you love it,” you taunted, leaning in closer. “And don’t act like you’re not curious about this.”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and you could practically see the wheels turning in his head, weighing the pros and cons, debating just how far he’d let you push him. And then there it was, that spark in his eyes. Faint but undeniable—the one that told you he was already half convinced, even if he pretended otherwise.

“Alright, fine,” he finally conceded. “I’ll play along.”

The grin you wore was at least a mile wide as you shoved the stethoscope into his hand.

1:52 PM

“Okay. I’m ready.”

Spencer looked up from his stack of papers, and as soon as he saw you standing there, dressed in nothing but lacy lingerie that clung to every curve, his mouth fell open. He blinked, trying to process the sight. Because yes, while you looked incredibly sexy, he was still baffled.

“Since when does a patient wear... that?"

You stepped closer, letting his eyes follow your every move as you shrugged with a hint of feigned innocence in your smile. "Well, I thought I'd save you some time, you know? Make it easier for your examination."

"Mm-hmm," he hummed thoughtfully, tapping a finger against his desk. "I'm not so sure this is standard procedure. I think you might be bending the rules here."

"Maybe. But I'm sure Doctor Reid can make a special exception, right?“

You shifted slightly, arching your back just enough to draw his attention. His eyes dropped to your chest, and for a moment, his breath caught in his throat as he noticed the way your nipples strained against the sheer, barely-there fabric of your lingerie. He bit down on the inside of his cheek to suppress a smile, but it broke through anyway. A slow, knowing grin spread across his face.

“Of course,” he finally replied. “I think I can be persuaded.”

With that, he leaned forward, sweeping his documents to the side in one smooth motion, before patting the now-cleared space on the desk in front of him.

“Take a seat, Miss,” he said, his voice turning low and authoritative that lit a spark of excitement inside you. “Let’s get started.”

You bit your bottom lip, fighting back a grin as the cool wood of the desk pressed against the backs of your thighs. You watched Spencer stand up and slip between your legs, his hands finding your knees and spreading them just enough to close the distance until the heat of his body was flushed against yours.

“So, tell me,” he started, his voice lowering as he fell into the role. “What seems to be the problem today?”

A flutter of nerves danced in your stomach, and suddenly you were very aware of what was happening. You’d initiated this—had begged for it, even—but it was something entirely different now that Spencer was towering over you. The confidence you’d felt earlier wavered for just a moment as his palms ran slowly up your thighs.

“I, uh,” your voice faltering slightly as his hands continued their slow journey. “I… I haven’t been feeling well.”

His fingers brushed lightly against the frills of your lingerie, teasing the lace between his fingers as he maintained eye contact. “Any symptoms I should know about? Dizziness? Shortness of breath?”

You nodded, heart pounding in your chest as his thumb traced small circles over the fabric. “All of the above.”

“I see.” His eyes flickered down to your lips. “Can you open your mouth for me?”

Slowly, you parted your lips, and the moment you did, Spencer’s hand came up to your chin. He tilted your head back gently, exposing the graceful line of your throat.

“I’m going to run a few tests now.” He paused, his thumb brushing lightly over your bottom lip. “It might feel intense, but I need you to stay relaxed and follow my instructions. Can you do that, Miss?”

You nodded as best as you could, mouth still open, and he gave you a small, approving smile.

“Stick your tongue out for me, just a little bit.”

You followed his instructions, extending your tongue just far enough to meet his touch. His eyes gleamed with focus as he brought his thumb to your mouth, pressing it lightly against your tongue.

“Hm,” he hummed, his eyes still fixed on your mouth like he was about to make a serious diagnosis. “I think I might be starting to see the problem here. But I need to check one more thing. Can you close your mouth around my finger?”

You complied, your lips wrapping around his thumb, feeling the rough pad of it pressing down on your tongue.

“Good,” he sighed, the approval in his voice like a reward in itself. “Now try giving it a gentle suck.”

You could feel the tension rising in you. Your cheeks hollowed as you did what he asked, and you couldn’t help but think back to the hesitation in his voice earlier, the way he’d claimed he wasn’t sure about this, that he wasn’t good at playing roles. You would’ve laughed if your mouth wasn’t occupied.

But you were an obedient patient, after all. You started sucking lightly, feeling the weight of his thumb resting against your tongue. There was something undeniably arousing about how he watched you, eyes heavy with focus, and that steady weight of his finger as he pretended to assess your reaction.

The first rush of arousal made itself known between your legs. You gradually increased the pressure, and before you knew it, you were bobbing your head. But just as you fell into a steady rhythm, his hand tightened on your chin to stop you.

“Just as I suspected,” he murmured after a moment, pulling his thumb away slightly to speak. “You’re suffering from an acute sensitivity.”

You swallowed, eyes wide as you played along, trying to keep your composure despite the heat pooling low in your stomach. “Is… is that serious?”

“I’ll need to do a further examination to understand the extent of your condition,” he mused, his eyes flickering between your face and your body as if assessing you before he straightened up slightly. “Let’s check your vitals now.”

He reached behind you, fingers brushing your lower back as he grabbed the stethoscope that had been sitting on the desk all day, the one you’d practically begged him to use. His expression turned serious, as though he were truly diagnosing you, and he leaned in close, pressing the flat side of the stethoscope against the pulse point on your neck.

“Deep breaths,” he instructed softly. You inhaled sharply, feeling the tension coil tighter in your chest as the cool metal made contact with your skin. “Your heart rate is definitely elevated.”

He moved the stethoscope lower, brushing it along your collarbone, before pressing it just above your heart. You felt the thump, thump, thump of your pulse echo through the metal.

“Definitely fast,” he noted. “We might need to find out what’s causing such a reaction.”

And before you could respond, without warning, he moved the stethoscope lower, pressing the cold metal against your nipple. You let out a soft, involuntary moan as the sensation caught you off guard.

“Ah,” he muttered, tilting his head as if he were genuinely analyzing your response, his thumb grazing the lace-covered peak around the stethoscope. “I think we’ve found one of the pressure points.”

You watched as his fingers trailed up to the edge of your lingerie, dragging his knuckles along the lace before he tugged the fabric down, letting your breast spill free. Without a word, he pressed the stethoscope directly against your bare nipple. The sudden contact made you jolt, your back arching as a quiet whimper slipped from your lips, and your nipple hardened instantly under the cold metal.

“Heightened sensitivity to stimuli.” He moved the stethoscope in small circles. “Very, very responsive.”

His eyes flickered down as he used his free hand to tug down the other side of your lingerie, exposing your other breast. You tried to keep your cool, tried to pretend like his touch wasn’t turning you inside out, but it was getting harder by the second. And God, he knew it. The way he played with your other nipple, rolling it slowly between his thumb and forefinger like he had all the time in the world, was enough to make your thoughts scatter.

You tried so hard to keep your composure, but then he gently pinched and tugged on your sensitive nub, and a soft, breathy whine escaped your lips before you could stop it. With a satisfied grin, he pulled away.

You blinked, momentarily dazed. “What—?” you breathed out. “Why did you stop?”

“Medical procedure,” he said simply, his tone so casual it almost made you forget the heat of his touch moments earlier. “It’s important to give the patient time to stabilize.”

You shot him a bewildered, almost exasperated look that said are you serious right now? But he just smiled that slow, self-assured smile of his. He was clearly enjoying this far too much.

“We’re doing this my way, remember?”

You huffed in mock annoyance. “Really? That’s how we’re playing this?”

He brushed his lips on your shoulder. “That’s how we’re playing."

5:22 PM

“Doctor Reid?”

Spencer glanced up from where he was pouring himself a cup of coffee. He raised an eyebrow, casually stirring a hefty amount of sugar, the spoon clinking softly against the mug. “Hmm?”

The coolness of the counter pressed against your back as you watched him. “I think it’s getting worse.”

He didn’t say anything right away, just let his gaze rake over you, taking note of the way the thin fabric of your lingerie clung to your skin.

“Worse, how?” he finally asked, setting his mug down.

“It’s… spreading.”

“Spreading?” He mused. “Where, exactly?”

“Everywhere.” Your fingers nervously toyed with the hem of your lingerie, lifting it just enough to show a glimpse of bare skin beneath. “I really need your help, Doctor.”

His eyes immediately zeroed in on the sliver of skin you revealed. You watched as the realization flashed across his face. The corner of his mouth twitched as though he was fighting back a satisfied smirk, and you knew then that he’d taken the bait—he had to confirm just how bare you really were.

“Come here,” he ordered softly. He stepped back from the counter just enough to make space. “If it’s spreading, I have to conduct a full-body assessment.”

You slowly made your way to him with shaky legs.

“Up,” he instructed, giving the counter a gentle pat before letting his hands settle on your hips. “Sit.”

The cool marble touched the backs of your thighs as you hoisted yourself up. Then, without warning, Spencer’s hands were on your legs. He grabbed your calves, and before you could even catch your breath, he maneuvered your knees apart, placing the palms of your feet flat onto the countertop.

His eyes dropped between your legs, and the sight of you completely bare, your pussy lips glistening under the dim light, confirmed what he’d suspected. His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip as he took in every detail, the way you were flushed, open, and dripping.

“Is there a reason,” he began slowly, his voice dropping to that dangerously soft, detached tone. “Why you’re not wearing anything underneath?”

“I… I thought it might make the examination easier.”

He smiled. “How considerate.”

Then with painstaking slowness, Spencer used both thumbs to part your folds, spreading you open completely to his gaze. It was almost clinical, the way he did it, as if he were studying you like some fascinating experiment. And it was working. You could feel the heat of embarrassment rushing in your veins. God, he had you spread open like this in your kitchen counter, and all you could think was how absolutely shameless this was.

He took his time, of course. Because why wouldn’t he? Spencer Reid didn’t rush experiments. No, he would spend all the time in the world analyzing, learning, committing every detail to memory. And right now, that focus was on you. He dragged his fingertips through your arousal, spreading it leisurely over your folds like he was testing its consistency, as if that slick heat was something he could measure and quantify.

And all you could do was hold your breath.

“I have to say,” he started again, his voice low and taunting as his fingers slid back and forth slowly, grazing just over your entrance without actually dipping inside. “You’re overly lubricated. Are you always like this?”

You exhaled a long breath, trying to steady the rapid rhythm of your heart. “Y-Yes.”

Spencer's smile deepened, his gaze never leaving your face as he pressed just a bit harder, testing your reaction. “Interesting. Do you get this wet from just a little touch, or does it have to be… more?”

“J-Just a little,” you admitted, hips instinctively shifting toward his fingers.

“Mmm,” he hummed approvingly, and finally—finally—he let his finger slide just inside your entrance, only to stop right there, buried to the first knuckle. He didn’t move any further. “Is that all it takes? Or do you need more to truly feel the effects?”

“I...” You let out a whimper when his finger twitched inside you. "M-More."

“And how much more, exactly? One finger? Two?”

“Two,” you gasped, every coherent thought slipping away under his touch. “Two… Doctor.”

A satisfied smile tugged at his lips, and without another word, he obliged, slipping a second finger inside you. The stretch made you bite back a moan as you felt every inch of him dragging against your inner walls. You couldn’t help the way your cunt clenched tightly around his fingers, pulling him deeper as your slick arousal coated every thrust.

“You’re even more responsive than I thought,” he noted, adjusting his angle to brush against that sensitive spot inside you. “Your partner must enjoy this… a lot.”

He was playing his role all too well. Your fingers gripped the edge of the counter as his speed picked up. "He... He does," you breathed out. "He—he loves it."

Spencer hummed thoughtfully. "Good," he said softly, almost as if to himself. "Because this is a very special condition that requires a great deal of attention. And I'm sure that you need all the attention you can get, don't you?"

“Yes,” you sighed, nodding frantically as the pleasure built in steady waves. “I… I need it.”

"I thought so. Patients with your symptoms typically respond very well to intensive treatment."

With that, his fingers began to thrust deeper, faster, harder. The sensation of his long fingers stretching you had you moaning as you felt every drag, every inch while he continued to work you open. And just when you thought it couldn’t get any more intense, he pressed a thumb firmly against your clit.

“Oh, fuck.”

He circled your swollen nub in slow, delicious patterns, and your body clenched around his fingers. This was it. You could feel it. The way your pulse pounded in your ears, the heat pooling deep in your core, every sensation building higher and higher. You could feel that sweet, sweet edge approaching, so close you could practically taste it—

And then he stopped.

Everything. Stopped.

“Spencer!”

He didn’t flinch, didn’t rush to soothe the ache in your body. He simply slid his fingers out of you, leaving you clenching around nothing.

“Open your mouth.”

You parted your lips, and he slipped his fingers inside, letting you taste yourself. The mix of your own slick and the heat of his skin made you moan softly, your tongue swirling around his fingers

“You see, you can be very responsive,” he commented in a low, measured tone. “But I think we should take a break, rushing the treatment would only compromise the results.”

He said it like it was the most reasonable thing in the world, like he wasn’t purposefully doing this to drive you insane. You wanted to laugh, and you did. But it was a defeated, breathless sort of laugh around his fingers, because you knew the man settled between your thighs still held all the power over you.

08:56 PM

“Babe?”

He laughed softly, not even glancing up from the book he was reading. “No more Doctor?”

You ignored the amusement in his voice as you walked up to the bed where he lay sprawled out, so casually composed, flipping another page like he hadn’t spent the entire day driving you mad. You reached the edge of the mattress, shadow casting over him, and his eyes finally flicked up to meet yours.

“I wanna cum.”

Spencer’s smile widened, the kind that made your stomach flip with both excitement and irritation, and he placed the book down beside him. His hand reached out lazily to brush your thigh.

“Yeah?” he drawled, tilting his head to the side. “Does my sweet girl want to be taken care of?”

You nodded eagerly. “Please.”

“Well, I do like it when you ask nicely,” he muttered, one hand sliding up to grip your waist. “And you’ve been very patient all day.”

“I have.”

“I think you deserve it.”

“I do.”

He let out an amused laugh. “Alright, lay down on the bed.”

You didn’t hesitate. You quickly shifted, lying back against the pillows. Spencer’s hands were on you immediately, gripping your thighs and dragging you toward the edge of the mattress. The room spun for a moment when he settled onto his knees. He hooked one of your legs over his shoulder, his fingers squeezing your calf as he pressed a soft, teasing kiss against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

“Comfortable?”

You nodded, and just as the breath left your lungs, his fingers brushed against the slick, wet folds of your pussy. He traced the outline of your lips gently, gathering the moisture that had been building all day.

“Poor baby,” he cooed sympathetically, his breath ghosting over your wetness. And just when you thought you couldn’t take another moment of teasing, he pressed his tongue flat against you and licked a long strip from your entrance to your clit.

A desperate whine escaped your lips. “Please…”

Spencer didn’t miss a beat. He licked another long, languid strip to your clit, swirling his tongue around it before flattening it again, dragging slowly just to savor the way you trembled beneath him. One of his hands gripped your thigh firmly, keeping your leg steady over his shoulder, while the other slid underneath, lifting your hips closer to his mouth.

And when he finally wrapped his lips around your clit again, pulling it into his mouth with a gentle suck, a choked moan tore from your throat.

“Spencer,” you whimpered. “Oh god…”

The vibration of his low groan reverberated through you. His fingers gripped your thighs tightly, holding you open and pinned beneath him. You weren’t sure what was more overwhelming. The sensation of his tongue flicking rapidly over your clit or the wet, obscene sounds of him slurping against your soaked folds. Either way, it was driving you wild, pushing you closer and closer to that edge where everything blurred and all you could do was feel.

And then his tongue shifted, dipping lower to probe your entrance. He pushed inside, exploring, seeking, like he was determined to reach every possible inch of you. And damn it, it felt like he could. Each thrust and twist of his tongue sent a surge of delicious heat through your body, and you couldn’t help the way your thighs trembled against his shoulders, squeezing him tighter.

You could barely breathe as the tension coiled tighter, so fucking tight you thought you might snap. And he knew it—he could feel it, the way your walls clenched around his tongue, the way your thighs trembled against his shoulders. And still, he didn’t let up, thrusting his tongue into you deeper, faster, while his nose rubbed insistently against your clit.

He kept going, over and over, tasting you like you were the only thing that could satisfy his hunger. It was too much and yet not enough, and soon you couldn’t stop the desperate chant of his name spilling from your lips. You weren’t even sure what you were pleading for anymore—more? mercy?—all you knew was that you on the brink of falling apart.

One last stroke was enough to shatter you completely.

It was almost embarrassing how quickly you came, but with the way he was working you over, you didn’t stand a chance. The moment you felt yourself tip over, everything broke—your body tensed, your back arched sharply off the bed, and a loud moan tore from your lips. It was like your body had a mind of its own, hips grinding desperately against his mouth as if seeking every last bit of friction you could steal.

And when you finally came down, you were a breathless, panting mess. Spencer gave your clit one final, teasing suck, before he pulled back. He crawled up your body, hands sliding up your sides to push your lingerie higher. Gentle, warm kisses tickled your stomach as he threw you a smug look that only he could pull off.

“How was that,” he murmured, pausing to kiss just beneath your ribs. “For your little fantasy?”

Mind-blowing. Intense. Better than I imagined.

“Well,” you managed to say, fingers tangling into his hair. “If that’s how you plan on treating me, Doctor, I might just have to get sick more often.”

Spencer’s lips curved into a knowing smirk against your skin, and he nipped gently at your side.

“I think it’s best for you to do a regular check-up, then,” he teased, letting his lips ghost over your skin as he crawled further up, settling his body over yours. “Doctor’s orders.”

You couldn’t stop the soft, breathless laugh that escaped your lips as you pulled him in for a kiss, tasting yourself on his mouth.

You’d be more than happy to comply.

[cute-little-crow]

A seemingly innocent text message leads to a chain of events that turns your entire day upside down… who could have anticipated that?

Hey baby… I’m having the worst day at work. Everyone is really grouchy and I’m struggling to concentrate. Really wish I didn’t have to put up with this today. Sorry for being a downer, I hope your day is going better than mine!! Love you 💞

feat: Rafayel, Sylus, Xavier & Zayne (separately)

tw: female reader, fluff, suggestive, roleplay of kidnap (reader is in no danger), mentions of bomb threats (not genuine and not condoned in the slightest), bratty behaviour (mostly Raf), faked medical emergencies, sorry if I missed anything, Zayne being the most rational of the bunch (obvs)

an: I’d be happy to flesh out and expand any of these if there is interest (especially Xavier’s cause his was real fun 😏) 💖

His phone pinged from across the studio, a sound he could never ignore, especially when it was the tone he used only for you…

With a paintbrush tucked behind his ear, he leapt gracefully from his stool and wiped the dusty remnants of dried paint from his fingers onto his trousers. The white shirt messily—although he might say, artistically—tucked into the waistband was already streaked with the hue of colours making up his latest creation, and a purple smudge darkened the tip of his nose.

Rafayel smiled when your name emblazoned across the screen, but it faltered as he hastily scanned the neat little rows of text. He was full-blown frowning by the time he finished, mood darkened by the idea that there were people in the world that could allow you to feel so badly.

Didn’t they know you were better than they were? That you hung the moon and the stars. Made the tides rise and fall. Without you, their world would be devoid of colour—how mundane.

He wouldn’t stand for it, he couldn’t.

For the next thirty minutes he planned out his strategy. Scribbling ideas down only to angrily score them through when he realised how ridiculous they were. He needed something simple, and most importantly, believable.

A sudden idea popped into his head and he set off before he could change his mind… poor, poor you.

~

You wish you had been exaggerating when you sent off that earlier message, but today truly had been a total clusterfuck. It was barely noon and already you longed for the clutches of sleep that would come when you were tucked up in bed tonight.

The sour mood of your colleagues was rubbing off on you more than you would like, and the dark cloud of negative energy only grew bigger and more dense until it was impossible to see an inch in front of your nose.

Tapping your pen against the edge of your keyboard, you stared where the words should be occupying your screen. A blank document stared back—mocking you. With a frustrated growl, you sank forward with your head on your arms.

“Oh, there you are! Why are you still here?”

The frantic voice of your boss took you by surprise, peering up before jolting upright in your chair.

“Where else would I be?” You asked tentatively, mentally wondering if you had somehow missed a meeting.

“The hospital!! Your boyfriend is in reception bleeding all over the desk! He’s refusing an ambulance and says he’ll only go to the hospital if you take him. Come on, hurry!”

Panic froze your heart. Terror turning your blood to ice in your veins.

Rafayel came into view and immediately, you knew. You were going to kill your dumbass boyfriend for pulling such a ludicrous stunt. What was he thinking and why couldn’t anyone else smell the overwhelming scent of strawberries from the syrup he was claiming was blood?

“My love… at last. I don’t know that I can hold on much longer, please, take my hands,” he enthused, rivalling the most hammiest of actors.

Your lips pursed, and his eyes widened. Despite it all, you played along if only to get the security guard and receptionist to calm down. Taking his sticky strawberry fingers into yours, you cooed in your best impression of genuine concern.

“I can’t believe you didn’t go straight to the hospital, Rafayel. You might have bled out in my office reception, let’s get you out of here. Does it hurt? No, no… I’ll manage,” you reassured the ashen looking security guard whilst squeezing Rafayel’s fingers in a death grip.

He squeaked out a groan of genuine pain, but he deserved it for causing such a scene at your workplace. His bottom lip stuck out in a petulant pout that was only visible to you, corralling him along until you were in the staff car park and able to shove him bodily into the passenger seat.

You kept up the pretence until you were out of sight of the building and any security cameras before pulling over into a side street and cutting the engine without saying a word.

“I was—”

“Trying to get me fired?” you supplied, turning in your seat and pulling wet wipes out of the glovebox by the fistful.

Rafayel continued to look petulant, but the sticky mess smeared on his cheek and neck as well as covering both his hands and the cuffs of his shirt were too ridiculous for you to stay mad.

You giggled, and he side eyed you—cautiously. “You look… good enough to eat, baby. Smell good too.” Leaning close, you licked through the mess of syrup streaked over his hammering pulse point and heard his breathless little hiccup.

“It wasn’t my best plan ever, but it got you out of work, right?”

It was hard to argue with that. You conceded with a nod, starting the engine once more and peeling back into traffic.

“Mhm, true, and you brought me dessert. It’s a good thing that strawberry tarts are my favourite.”

Sylus welcomed the distraction of his phone vibrating from the pocket of his trousers. He had spent the better part of his morning listening to those with more money than sense, bumble through negotiations he had no intention of seeing through to fruition. But even so, he liked to dangle the carrot and see how high he could make them jump. Call it an entertainment of sorts.

“This meeting is over,” he intoned flatly, quickly rereading your message a second time whilst his frustration tried valiantly to leak outward.

The room emptied hastily—much to everyone’s relief—and once alone with his thoughts, Sylus let out a long aggravated sigh. His nostrils flared. His fingers drummed a war song against the enamel of his desk.

He supported your independence with his whole heart but there were times, like these, that he wished you would simply quit and join him in running his growing empire. Whilst he understood your reservations, and he certainly knew that he would be rather indulgent with your time if you worked side by side, he was not purely driven by his dick—only sometimes.

“Luke. Kieran. Get in here,” he called out.

Mere seconds later the brothers appeared, inquisitive though it might be hard for some to tell given the masks. Sylus leant back in his chair, debating his course of action and whether or not you might just explode when he pulled the trigger, metaphorically speaking.

“Yes Boss?” The brothers said in almost perfect unison, mischief evident in their voices.

“I need a favour, and I want you to make it convincing…”

~

This meeting was akin to listening to nails being scoured down a chalkboard, and that was about the most polite way you could put it.

You chewed on the end of your pen, anything to distract from the presentation being blasted at you from the large projector screen on the conference wall. Around you sat your colleagues and superiors, most looking equally bored, although a few opted to sit straight backed and bright eyed—the kiss asses—as you referred to them.

The hands of your watch seemed to move at half speed and you couldn’t believe there was another full hour ahead before you could find some solace during your lunch break.

An alarm pierced through the monotonous voice of the presenter on screen, you and your colleagues glanced around in confusion as it sounded unlike any fire alarm you had been present for. You sat up in your seat, twisting around to see people scurrying past the frosted glass windows until someone crashed into the door as if they had run flat out to get here.

“We’ve received a report that there’s a bomb in the building! Everyone out. Now! Don’t be stupid,” the man who you assumed was a part of security yelled at the nearest girl who had asked to go back to her desk to grab her bag. “Exit quickly and calmly. Don’t go back for anything!”

For someone advocating calmness, he sprinted away looking the absolute contrary to his guidance, but you didn’t have time to muse on it when everyone started to push and shove out of the doorway.

It wasn’t long before the panic and hushed conversations behind hands from the meeting point nearly a block away died down to be replaced by angry tuts and speculation over what might have happened.

There was a growing sense that the call had been a hoax which put nobody in a good mood, and you couldn’t blame them. Your car keys were back at your desk so you didn’t even have the option to leave.

Thankfully, you had your phone and whilst you had been scrolling social media—which was blowing up with the bomb threat news—a message popped up…

Need a ride, kitten?

You glanced around, eyes narrowed for the telltale flash of crimson but found none.

Maybe I do… maybe I don’t. Y’know, I’m surprised you’re not more concerned.

Concerned? Why should I be concerned? There’s no bomb. Keep walking this way, sweetie, you’re getting warmer.

You stopped in your tracks, mind whirring with the implication of his words. He didn’t… he wouldn’t. Fuck, he absolutely would.

Did you call in a fucking bomb threat?! You’re insane!!

Your steps had taken you closer to the mouth of a side street, it was shadowy and you didn’t so much as see Sylus, as you did sense him. The hairs on your neck stood to attention and for all your storming anger, you couldn’t deny the desire and affection curling around you.

“No,” Sylus purred into your ear from behind, looming out whatever blind spot he had stalked you from to rub a hand up your arm. “I didn’t call it in…”

“So it was Luke and Kieran, those two pests probably laughed themselves sick once it was done.”

Sylus tsked gently. He drew you carefully into his chest and kissed the crown of your head, happy to be reunited, even if it was the result of foul play. “Let them have their little fun, kitten. You wouldn’t be here if they hadn’t.”

It was impossible to stay mad, it was really was. Instead, you stood on your tiptoes and cupped his cheek until you could claim his lips, slow and deliberate.

“I hope you won’t pull these kind of stunts when we’re working together…”

His breathing stalled at your quip. Vermillion eyes searching yours for deceit or misplaced humour and finding nothing but truth. Sylus smiled…

“That’s a promise I can’t make, sweetie. But, I can promise you won’t regret your decision for a single second.”

Boredom was not something that Xavier handled well. He needed the thrill of the hunt, the adrenaline of the fight or the total blankness of deep, uninterrupted sleep.

So, perhaps it was serendipitous that you should text him at the precise moment he was ready to tug on his hair with the lack of activity. His smile was short-lived as he read the message, wishing he could somehow help.

Is there a way I could help, my starlight?

Xavier stared at his phone for a few seconds, willing the little bubble to appear that signalled your imminent reply, but after a little longer, he tossed it away and closed his eyes.

A ping made one eye crack open.

Not unless you know someone willing to kidnap me from this hellscape. Lol! Don’t worry about me, I’ll survive 💪🫰

He laughed. What a silly notion. Unless… why was the idea growing on him the longer he thought about it?

Did it make him depraved to want to fulfil that role, safe in the knowledge that not a hair on your head would be hurt in the process because he would be the one pulling the strings?

I mean… never mind. Lemme know if you change your mind. It’s not like I’ve got anything better to do today. See you soon, pretty…

~

Your fingers flew across your keyboard, and to the casual observer it would seem like you were deeply engrossed in your work. The truth was that you were gossiping with a work friend over the IM chat feature.

Stretching your arms overhead, you tilted your neck from side to side until you heard a satisfying pop. It was going to be a long afternoon of very little to do. Maybe you needed to pace yourself if the workload was going to continue being this light?

You decided that some soda might cheer you up, so you took the short trip to the break room and happily procured the last can of your favourite flavour. It wasn’t until you were resettled at your desk that you notice the pink post it note on your screen.

Come to the supply closet. I have something for you.

The old adage of ‘curiosity killed the cat’ seemed to be lost on you as you trotted the short distance to the store room in question, wondering if maybe your friend wanted to continue your conversation without the fear of it being tracked. It didn’t even raise alarm when you discovered the small room in complete darkness.

“Tara? Are you in here?”

You tiptoed to the shelves in the very back, turning when you heard movement, only for solid lead to plummet into your stomach as a hooded figure dressed from head to toe in black stalked forward.

The lower half of his face was covered by a mask and the hood pulled low enough that you couldn’t see his eyes. You wanted to scream, to run or do something but your fight or flight failed to kick in. Instead, you backstepped right up against the faraway wall, watching as the man cocked his head and tightened his gloved fist.

You were inching around the perimeter of the room, closing in on the door and he was letting you. It was as if he were toying with you, waiting for you to make a move before he reacted. There was something unsettlingly familiar about his stature and the way he moved… but you didn’t have time to question it, it was now or never.

Lunging for the door, you made your move but he was faster and stronger. One arm wound around your middle whilst the other hand came up to cover your mouth, the scream in your throat trapped. His body was radiating pure heat whilst you thrashed to escape.

“Calm yourself…”

Only half aware of the words, you more heard the voice and confusion blanketed your thoughts. Your struggling lessened and you thought you heard him chuckle in response.

“You wanted to be kidnapped… right?” Xavier teased, carefully removing his palm to listen to your panting breaths.

“Xav—”

“Ah ah. Hush now. You’re not going to struggle. You’re going to walk with me to your desk, grab up your things and come with me without making a scene.”

Why were you so flushed? Why were your legs trembling from something other than fear? Did your heart have to pound quite so loudly? It might have been a joke earlier but somehow being kidnapped by Xavier had become one of the hottest things to ever happen in your life.

You nodded your agreement, accompanied by a soft whimper and he pulled you back against his body for a moment before releasing you. It was long enough that you could feel the growing bulge in his black sweats. The thought of keeping him in here flitted through your mind, but he was nudging you forward before you could let the lewd thoughts slip past your lips.

“Once we’re out of here and no one is watching…” you purred, letting your hand graze down the length of his stomach and stopping deliberately at the waistband of his trousers. “I’m going to make a break for it, I hope you’re ready to chase me.”

Xavier chuckled, dark and predatory.

“I won’t stop until you’re struggling beneath me, my starlight.”

For the first time in what felt like years, Zayne had a scheduled day off on a day you were due to work. You assured him that it would fly in if he simply allowed himself to relax, but here he was… staring at the wall.

It was barely 10am and every chore Zayne could think of had been taken care of. He even had time to start some dough for a fresh loaf of bread, the batch slowly proofing beneath a dish towel in the kitchen.

He had half a mind to go into the hospital and put his time to better use. At least he would be able to achieve something instead of sitting here, wishing you were beside him. Empty hours wouldn’t feel so bad if you shared them. He never felt bored when you were here.

Zayne’s phone thrilled from the coffee table and one glance told him the message was from you. Expecting a cute little reminder message that he was to rest and relax, he was not anticipating what he read.

It wasn’t like you to complain unnecessarily, especially because you genuinely enjoyed your job, so he knew that it had to be rough for you to send that message.

Can I help?

When you didn’t reply, he went to check on his dough to distract himself from thoughts of you, miserable and feeling demotivated.

I don’t think so, but thanks for the offer. Might skip movie night if you don’t mind… think I’ll go to bed when I get home.

Well now, that was simply unacceptable. Zayne knew from experience that denying your emotions never solved the issue, and clearly he needed to remind you of that.

~

There was a knock on your office door. It jolted you upright from where you were slumped over your desk feeling defeated. A courier peeked inside with a sheepish smile and confirmed your name. Once he was satisfied, he produced a beautiful bouquet of flowers in a frosted glass vase.

“These are for me? Are you sure?”

“It’s your name on the card and on the order slip… so yep! Enjoy your flowers, miss.” The man gave a short salute and left you to admire the beautiful blooms.

Your fingers stroked the velvet petals of midnight pansies and silvery lilies. The smell was gentle and sweet, much like the smile adorning your face for the first time today.

You didn’t need the little card tucked into the display to know who they were from and immediately you pulled out your phone and pressed the call button.

“Do you send flowers to all your patients, Dr Zayne?”

Zayne hummed, thoughtful for a second. “Only the ones that have captured my heart.”

Your grin only widened, he was so sweet.

“I don’t know if you realise how much this has brightened my day, you darling man,” you admitted with a soft sob.

The sound of traffic on the other end of the line caught your attention, and you wondered where he might be if not at home. As if sensing your question, Zayne provided the answer unprompted.

“Then I guess taking you out to lunch might be considered overkill?”

“Wait, what?”

“Look outside,” he cooed.

You nearly stumbled out of your chair in your rush to approach the window that looked down on the busy streets below. From your vantage point you could make out a man with a head of midnight hair leaning casually against the trees in the courtyard. Your breath hitched when Zayne glanced up to where he knew your office was located and tipped his coffee cup in your direction.

“Oh, Zayne…”

“Yes?”

“I’m not going to want to come back after we eat,” you grumbled honestly.

“That’s fine. I planned on you having a minor allergic reaction that will require personal treatment. I already have the story planned out when I call your boss in an hour.”

This man thought of everything and right now, you were eternally grateful of that. Smothering your laughter behind your palm, you started to stuff your belongings haphazardly into your bag.

“Y’know what? I love you and every immaculately planned out thought inside that big wrinkly brain of yours.”

“… I love you too?”

“That was a compliment,” you assured him hastily, practically running for the lift.

“Oh. Well, thank you, darling. I’ll see you in a minute so I can return the sentiment correctly.”

[vigilskeep]

now that you finished inquisition, what did you think of it? like favorite things, least favorite, etc?

oh man okay

things i love about dragon age inquisition:

capturing the specific feeling of bonding with a group of people you have absolutely nothing in common with because u all had to go through something long and specific together

the maps can be so pretty and in places really calming and lovely to spend time in. it does make me want to explore and i have no explorer’s instinct

i love the war table and judgements i think those are really fun features

i like that approval for many major decisions applies to everyone regardless of who you bring to specific events/quests. it feels a lot less like you have to manage that really hard, as you sometimes do in the other games and also really noticeably to me in something like baldur’s gate 3. it’s irritating when i have to plan ahead and can’t take who i want to hear from

i like how attached you can get to little npcs who wander around

i loveeeee fighting dragons and how beautiful they all are

little puzzles <3

the collectibles are also mostly fine by me i am a magpie by nature. as long as i can find them, obviously, bc if i can’t they suck and this whole game sucks

the templar specialisation is fun and i enjoyed that part of combat a lot. wrath of heaven/spell purge combo is a power trip

i thought my character was pretty :) i defeated u in the end dai character creator. may you be as merciful when we meet in battle once more

i’m not a huge crafter but being able to tint things is rlly nice

blackwall’s romance is good

vivienne is there

they let me briefly tame a dragon at the end there

things i don’t love about dragon age inquisition:

some genuine cruelty in writing the dalish in a way that feels shockingly callous to the real world cultures the writers took inspiration from

never giving the dalish or the rebel mages any kind of voice of their own and making the player do all that work if they care, which i also feel limits my roleplaying creativity

refusing to let you challenge any of the often overwhelmingly conservative views expressed by other characters without receiving only derision and disapproval. inquisition is a game that punishes you at every turn for having your own opinions, in a way that could be interesting if it was willing to truly let you develop complex or antagonistic relationships with those characters, but ends up mostly just feeling mocking when nobody ever even tries to see your side, while simply agreeing with these people always rewards you with content. origins was capable of letting you engage in discussion, and da2 let you form rivalries that mattered; inquisition, despite starring some of the most intentionally controversial characters, does neither

the game engineering conflicts against groups like the freemen of the dales or the avvar that mean nothing to the player and range from vaguely to seriously upsetting in their assumptions about who it’s normal to just start killing en masse. it’s both boring and distressing

odd, for lack of a better word “casting choices”, like having the fantasy impoverished racial minority all be white within the party while the wealthiest and most privileged are characters of colour, or for a more in-world example having the elves express the most distaste towards elves and the mages express the most caution about mages. i don’t know that i quite have the vocabulary to fully discuss why these weird me out, but it all feels... disingenuous? and chosen to forestall criticism based on real world comparisons in a game series that i wish had the nerve to openly confront what it’s talking about if it’s going to try to make any of its conflicts feel relevant

most of the companions, and indeed most of the quests and time spent playing the game, feel disconnected from the main plot. it’s hard to feel any pressure when the game tells you we need to deal with the main plot “right now!” and “get there before corypheus!” when the bulk of the game is doing other things while you’re supposed to be doing that. the majority of companions could be cut without changing anything. and when you finally want to deal with the main plot you just click to start it. it’s not engaging

the game fails to fully expand dialogue for the player character options it provided, particularly notable with its confusing chantry focus when you’ve said for the dozenth time you’re not andrastian

the 2-handed weapon whirlwind ability sound effect is an exercise in creating the worst and most grating sound effect for someone to constantly hear

they didn’t let me romance vivienne

they killed my dragon :(

[kurosaaki]

LOVEGAME — LEON S. KENNEDY

SUMMARY: it’s been 15 years since the Raccoon City outbreak happened, and you wonder why Leon still has his R.P.D. handcuffs if he doesn’t use them at all, so you ask him. And he decides to show you why he still has them.

WARNINGS: smut— soft dom!leon, vaginal sex, bondage (use of handcuffs), roleplay (policeman & bad girl), brat taming, teasing, oral sex, creampie, basically porn without too much plot lol.

WC: 3K

TAGS: @antidesire, @whore-era & esp @rxllingstones <3

A/N: i love leon so much. it was time for me to write him finally. i had re6 leon in my mind while i wrote this. as always, support and reblogs are appreciated! NOT PROOFREAD, so apologies if there’s any mistake.

It all started as a game.

A joke.

A "playful little joke".

"You still have those handcuffs from your rookie days, Leon?"

Leon turned his gaze to where you were. You were not far from him, in fact, you were close to him, only your eyes were glued to his leather belt, where he carried those handcuffs from the R.P.D.

It was easy to tell those were from the R.P.D., as they had a little inscription on them. You wondered why he had them in the first place, given the fact that he didn't really need them in his actual job right now. They could be helpful on some occasions, like for interrogating a subject right at the moment and keeping them still, but...his job wasn't exactly that. 

Handcuffs weren't required at all in your job, so...why did he have them?

You still decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. In the end, Leon's a very strategic, intelligent man, and you were sure he had a reason to carry them every day with him.

But you couldn't help asking him directly. It did make you curious.

"Well, yeah" he answers as if the reason was obvious, "You never know when they'll come in handy on a mission, right?" 

Maybe he was right, you thought. But something deep inside you told you that it wasn't just as simple as that. There had to be another reason.

"Such an odd question to ask, don't you think?

You chuckled. You knew perfectly well that work was not a reason to have them. The way Leon was trying to hide his cheeky smile was also an indicator that you might be right. Still, you wanted to remain discreet. 

There were no secrets between you and Leon. You've been his partner for 2 long years now, mission after mission, you eventually get to know the person you're working with. Even more so now that he was your boyfriend. Secrets had no space in your relationship.

Or so you thought.

"Such an odd reason to have them when our work doesn't require them, don't you think?" you playfully mocked him, copying his words with a sly look on your face. 

Touché.

He chuckled, looking at the handcuffs. After all, you weren't dumb and it was obvious. No matter how much he tried to hide it, the truth is that Leon didn't keep those handcuffs out of nostalgia or utility.

"I keep 'em for a reason," he said, glaring at you from across the room.

You could see a wicked grin peek out of his lips as he toyed with the handcuffs. His fingertips wandered over the metal, being too careful to not damage them--and your mind couldn't stay sane at the sight of it. Leon was playing with you. He was practically screaming for you to keep feeding into this conversation. 

"And, you know..." he slowly approached you, holding the handcuffs with his fingers "I've been wanting to try these out for a while now," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "I bet you'd look amazing in them."

Your heart raced as his words sent a shiver down your spine. You tried to stay composed, but it was getting harder and harder to resist him. Leon had always been good at pushing your buttons just right, and now he had you exactly where he wanted you. He cornered you when you were the one starting everything.

"Oh, yeah?" you tilted your head "You want to arrest me, Officer Kennedy? Have I been a bad girl?"

Leon's eyes sparkled with lust at the sound of his name in your innocent tone of voice. If there was one thing Leon always regretted, it was that he never became an official police officer because of the outbreak in Raccoon City 15 years ago.

But maybe that was about to change today thanks to you.

"Oh, you have no idea"  he chuckled, his pupils dilatating at the thought of you handcuffed and at his mercy "You've been a very, very bad girl"

You couldn't help but shiver at his words. As much as you tried to resist him, you were completely under his spell. You had never felt this way about anyone before, and the thought of exploring this new side of yourself with Leon was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"I'm sorry I've been a bad girl, Officer Kennedy" you pout, "I promise I didn't mean it"

"Nuh-uh" he shook his head, grinning as he heard you say his name again. "You're not sorry at all"

It was like music to his ears, and your "innocent, clueless girl" facade only drove him crazier. He was feeling his blood rush through his whole body, the sudden sense of power he had over you when playing this "silly game" was taking over you little by little.

Suddenly, his lips were extremely close to your neck, feeling his breath against your skin, noticing how your body became stiff, earning a smile from him. 

"You know what I do with bad girls like you?" he says, hearing his deep voice next to your ear right now, "I teach them lessons. I make 'em learn"

You shivered at his words, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement course through you. You knew that Leon could be intense, but you had never seen him like this before. It was like he was a completely different person when he had you under his control.

"What kind of lessons?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Leon chuckled, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, you'll see," he said, his hands trailing down your body, stopping at your waist, "But first, let's see just how well you can follow instructions."

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against yours. "Undress yourself. Then I want you to put your hands behind your back and walk over to the bed," he whispered, sensing a smile from him. 

Oh, he was enjoying this.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what was about to happen. But the look in Leon's eyes told you that he wasn't going to take no for an answer. 

So you did as he said, following his orders. You got rid of your shirt, followed by your jeans and shoes, leaving your bra and panties on. You put your hands behind your back and walked over to the bed. Leon followed close behind, his hands on your hips as he guided you.

You had no idea what Leon had in store for you, but you were eager to find out. With a wicked grin, he raised the handcuffs, and without a warning, he snapped them shut around your wrists, the metal clinking together with a satisfying sound. 

"Are they too tight for you, love?" he asked, his hands placed on your hips.

"A little bit..."

"Good" he chuckled, and unlike you thought, he didn't bother to adjust them. "Let's see if you can learn your lesson. Turn around, let me see you"

You felt a rush of excitement as you turned around, trying to avoid his piercing gaze. You could feel his eyes on your whole body, and you shivered at the thought of what was about to happen. 

Without a warning, you felt a sharp sting across your ass as Leon brought his hand down hard. You cried out in surprise, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as he continued to spank you. 

"Is that what you want, love?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.You could only nod, too caught up in the moment to form words. 

Leon's hand continued to rain down on you, each slap sending waves of pleasure through your body.Finally, he stopped, his hand still resting on your ass. 

"You're such a bad girl," he said, his voice deeper now, "You need to learn how to behave. Shouldn't be asking nosy questions..." You could feel his breath against your skin, and you moaned softly as he leaned in and kissed your neck. 

You were completely under his spell, unable to resist his touch.As he continued to kiss and touch you, you felt yourself growing more and more aroused. You knew that you were completely at his mercy, and that thought only made you want him more.

Leon pushed you down onto the bed after getting rid of your bra, unclasping it with just one hand. The soft mattress gave beneath you, your eyes glued to him as he leaned down and whispered in your ear. 

"Now, I want you to spread your legs for me," he commanded, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses over your neck, and down your breasts until he reached your panties.

Your heart raced as you spread your legs, feeling too exposed and vulnerable in front of him. You always felt this way with Leon, but deep down you had a sense of security when you were in such vulnerable positions like these. He always made you feel protected, but you couldn't help but feel butterflies each time he went down on you. 

Leon's hot breath tickled your inner thighs as he leaned in closer, his lips tantalizingly close to your center. You could feel his warm breath against your sensitive skin, and your heart was racing with anticipation. 

You closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan as Leon's tongue flicked across your clothed clit. He knew exactly how to touch you, how to make you feel alive and he knew how to fuel the fire inside you.

Leon left little kisses on your inner thighs, while his thumb made circles on your clit. Although you were not fully aware of it, you were gradually getting more and more wet, soaking your panties as Leon enjoyed this moment, not giving any importance to your aching desire to feel his tongue.

You couldn't help but move your hips forward, trying to satiate your thirst to feel him close to you. 

"S'okay pretty, I got you" he whispered, and he immediately grabbed your panties and took them away, throwing them onto the floor.

Leon grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. He lowered himself down, resting his knees on the floor as he made sure to put your thighs over his shoulders, bringing your pussy closer to his face. His hands gripped your thighs tightly as he took advantage of such position and started to eat you out like you were water in the desert, and he was thirsty.

You swore if you weren't cuffed right now, your hands would be running through his hair, pulling it and caressing it as he ate you out. But the only thing you were physically able to do now was thrust your hips into his tongue, begging for more of him. 

He licked and sucked at your clit, his tongue driving you wild with pleasure. You even felt dizzy as his wet muscle worked you up, occasionally stopping licking you and leaving kisses on your clit, just to begin lapping on it again.

It was swaying of pleasure you couldn't resist. 

As he worked his magic, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your body was trembling with need, and you could feel your orgasm building deep inside you. 

"Are you getting close, baby?" he asked as if the answer wasn't obvious, "You think you deserve to cum, hm?"

"Yes!" you nodded as he kissed your clit, covering his lips with your juices, "Please, I need it!"

You felt him chuckle, and he went back to eating you out again. This time, Leon didn't try to hold back or try to edge you—he was going to make you cum right on the spot. He grabbed your legs again, securing his grip on your thighs to avoid you from closing them. With each drag of his tongue, you were a step closer to the brink of orgasm.

Oh, how you wish you weren't cuffed right now.

"I'm- I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck!" you whined out in pleasure, biting your lip as hard as you could, clenching your fists furiously in pleasure.

"Do it, baby" he growled, his voice sending you vibrations and making your body shiver "Cum for me"

Finally, you couldn't hold back any longer. Your body convulsed with pleasure as Leon continued to lick and suck at your clit, sending you over the edge into blissful ecstasy. 

As you came down from your high, you felt Leon's hands massage your shaking thighs. You tried to calm your breathing while he gave you a "time out". Leon stood up and leaned closer to your weakened body, kissing all over your skin tenderly. 

He stopped for a moment when his face came up high enough to look at you. He lingered for a few seconds as he watched your eyes close and open a while later, noticing how your pupils dilated in pleasure. He let out a small laugh and kissed you deeply, only to leave you breathless again. 

"Just so you know," he kissed your nose, "I'm not done with you"

When he said that, Leon lifted you off the bed, grabbing your body with his arms to keep you from falling down your shaky legs. 

It looked like he wasn't going to give you any rest today.

"Have you learned your lesson, pretty?" he asked you, pressing your body against his due to the grip he had on your waist. Seeing how you couldn't even form a word, he decided to tease you a bit more, "Speak up"

"Y-Yeah" you nodded, not really sure of what his answer was going to be.

"You don't seem very sure of that" he replied, feeling your body tremble against his, "You think it's okay to ask an officer such nosy questions, huh? What do you think was gonna happen if you asked why I had these handcuffs?"

"Fuck, Leon" You couldn't stand not feeling him. You needed to feel him with you as fast as possible, you didn't want to put up with his game anymore, no matter how much you liked it. 

"It's Officer Kennedy to you, miss" The smug look in his eyes increases, like he's proud of himself, of the good work he's doing.

He traced his fingers down your arm, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. You couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and Leon chuckled in response. 

"You like this, don't you?" he said, his lips hovering just inches from yours. "Being under my control..."

Oh, you were completely under his spell. Leon had a way of making you feel alive like no one else could, and you were helpless to resist him. You wouldn't be able to resist him even if you were paid to.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, the kiss sending waves of pleasure through your body. You kissed him back eagerly, losing yourself in the moment. Leon's hands wandered all over your body, pressing you against his hard boner, feeling it through his pants. 

For a while, all you could focus on was the feel of his lips on yours and the touch of his hands on your body. You were completely lost in the pleasure he was giving you, and you didn't care about anything else in the world.

But eventually, reality came crashing back in. You remembered that you were still cuffed and that you were at Leon's mercy. You pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily.

"You're not getting out of those cuffs anytime soon" Leon looked at you with a smirk plastered on his face. 

"Please, Officer Kennedy," you whined, "Take the handcuffs off, I just- I need to touch you"

He has the same slightly amused smirk on his face when you ask him to take the handcuffs off. He starts to move his hands. They slowly move towards your hands, like he's about to take the handcuffs, but the slight smirk never leaves his face in the slightest. He's like a cat that caught a mouse, and now he's just playing with it and can't really stop. He just keeps looking at it, playing with it, staring straight into its eyes.

"You're in my custody, are you not?" He asks in a calm, confident, mocking tone. 

He still has that look on his face. He's still flirting with you, his cocky smirk plastered on his face like he's trying to hide those feelings and just be calm and collected like a good cop. 

You were so close from losing your mind.

But you were loving it so much.

"Y-yes, but..."

"I'm not done with you," he says with a stern look on his face, and suddenly his serious cop facade has returned, "Face against the wall"

You swallowed hard. You were used to Leon giving you orders while you were doing it, it didn't bother you how he handled you as he pleased, but...seeing him this serious, into his cop role, was something you would have never really imagined and you even fantasized about knowing what he was capable of now that he had given you such an order.

Your face was now against the wall as he wished.

You heard him unbuckle his belt, too shy to turn around no matter how much you wanted to and watch him do it. You could only imagine how he did it and that only turned you on more.  

Leon got rid of his shirt as well, and finally, when he got closer to you, he got rid of his pants and his boxers as well.

You gasped when you felt his hard cock against you. He chuckled, leaving kisses along your back and your shoulders. His fingertips wandered all over your body, bringing his index finger down your spine, stopping where your hands were cuffed, grabbing the handcuffs with his hand now, he positioned himself on your entrance.

"Fuck, you're tight" he groaned, throwing his head back for a moment.

His free hand rested on your waist, and he began to thrust into you. Slowly, savoring every part of you, letting you get used to his length--even if it wasn't your first time with him.

You began to grind your hips against him, letting him know you were ready for more, and he picked up on the signal quickly. 

He couldn't wait any longer.

He began thrusting deeper this time, hearing your sweet cries of pleasure each time he reached your spot. He had your body memorized, every single part of you. 

He could only concentrate on the swaying of his hips, wet, messy sounds filling the room you both shared. You were careless of being heard by anyone at this point, too blinded by the pleasure of his balls slapping your cunt frenetically. 

Even if your body looked so fragile, so tired and so worn out after that first orgasm, the truth is that you only wanted more and more from him. You couldn't care if your legs were about to give out, if your muscles were now sore--it wasn't enough. You needed him.

"Fucking hell, baby" his voice cracked when your walls clenched around him, his sloppy thrusts driving you crazier now "You love this, huh? You like me fucking you from behind, huh? Makes you feel like a naughty girl, right?"

"Fuck, yes!" you screamed in pleasure, closing your eyes to concentrate on just the feeling of his cock deep inside you, "harder, Leon!"

"Is that an order, little one?" he chuckled, his face now close to your ear, bringing your body close to his, pushing the handcuffs towards him, "I'm the one in charge here, remember?"

It didn't take him too long to turn his deep thrusts into irregular, sloppy ones. He couldn't help it: you felt so good clenching around him he couldn't contain himself any longer. Plus, it had been a while since he had some alone time with you, so he was aching to feel you finally.

"Goddamn, baby" he groaned, "Look at how you're moving, you just love this, don't you?"

You could barely talk at that point. The only thought in your mind was him, there was no room for anything that wasn't him. 

You kept moving your hips against his so you could help him reach his orgasm at the same time, and he just kept going, drilling your pussy until he started to give in into the pleasure he was feeling.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" You felt his cock throbbing inside you, as you clenched around him unconciously, as you reached your second orgasm of the night, feeling how he was getting close too, "I'm gonna cum, baby, are you close?"

"Yeah!" you whined out, "Cum in me, Leon, fuck!"

"Such a good girl f'me, fuck!" he leaned his head against your shoulder, his strong arms hugging you from behind as he thrusted again and again.

With sweat covering the both of you now, you felt him reach his orgasm, followed by you seconds after. You whined out his name, as he could only try to recover his breath, mouth opened and eyes shut, resting his head on your back, still hugging you through your orgasm.

He left a shy kiss on your shoulder, while trying to clear his throat to talk to you. His hands were still on your body, this time on your lower stomach, trying to calm you down after that orgasm.

You finally felt your hands free from the grip of those damned handcuffs. Leon kept you from falling by grabbing you again, pulling you towards him and turning to look at you.

"I wanted to try this for so long" he joked. In fact, he was saying the truth, but he laughed at what he just said, "You okay, baby?"

"Yeah, that was...amazing" you tried to recover your breath, feeling how he kissed your forehead, "You really liked to hear that name, huh?"

He chuckled at your words. He kinda realized he had a kink for you calling him Officer Kennedy...and he really liked to act like he was a cop.

"You know...we could do this again if you'd like"

Perhaps your nosiness wasn't so bad after all.

[braidlottie]

shauna shipman ABC’S! (nsfw)

,,,this has been sitting in my drafts for 84 years

A FOR AFTERCARE! what they’re like after sex

she’s always asking you if you want a bath after, but your legs are always too shaky, you can’t even get out of bed. she just cleans you up with a rag and gives you so much praise and love :(

B FOR BODY PART! their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s

she loves her tits but she think you love them even more sometimes. she’s always catching you staring and she thinks it’s fucking adorable.

C FOR CUM! anything to do with cum, basically

she's so dirty with cum,,,, after she makes you cum in her mouth she kisses you just so you can taste it

D FOR DIRTY SECRET! pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

likes food play,,

E FOR EXPERIENCE! how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?

shauna had so much experience, you were kinda nervous because you never really knew what you were doing when it came to sex. but, she taught you some tricks of course :3

F FOR FAVORITE POSITION! this goes without saying

shauna loves the reach-around. she loves having full control of you, holding you closer by your waist, and keeping your thighs spread with her legs. plus, she can always whisper the most dirty, embarrassing things in your ear.

G FOR GOOFY! are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.

oh, she’s serious. the only time she’s laughing is usually in a mocking way at you.

H FOR HAIR! how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.

shauna shipman ur never beating the bush allegations.

I FOR INTIMACY! how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect'

she'll break out of her mean dom character if she sees that you're uncomfortable and turn into the softest mommy ever :(

J FOR JACKOFF! do they masturbate?

yes, it’s canon. >_< shauna can and will masturbate whenever she wants, even if it’s in the middle of the night and you’re sleeping next to her in bed.

K FOR KINKS! one or more of their kinks

the BIGGEST humiliation kink,,, spanking heh :3 she will even threaten to spank you in public. and a mommy kink >_<

M FOR MOTIVATION! what turns them on, gets them going

she never tells you, but she wants you to be a brat on purpose sometimes. acting up in public, not doing chores around the house,,, just something about punishing you makes her go wild.

N FOR NO! something they wouldn’t do, turn offs

anything that you’re not comfortable with. if she pitches an idea to you and you look the slightest bit unsure, it’s off the table.

O FOR ORAL! preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

loves giving more than receiving. she just loves making you squirm and the feeling of your legs squeezing her head.

P FOR PACE! are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.

really rough :(( but she knows you love it :p

Q FOR QUICKIE! their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.

Almost every day. she loves quickies idc,,,, before taking you to school/work, before going to the grocery store,, :33

R FOR RISK! are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.

she’s always down to take risks, she’s a “don’t knock it until you try it” kind of person.

S FOR STAMINA! how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?

she’ll last a good 2-3 rounds before taking a quick water break 😭😭

T FOR TOYS! do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?

she has a pink vibrator canonically so i think that says enough lmao

U FOR UNFAIR! how much they like to tease

she’s very big on teasing, once she teased you so much, you cried… and she loved it

V FOR VOLUME! how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

she mostly groans and lets out whispers of “fuck” in your ear. the only time she’s loud is when she cums.

W FOR WILD CARD! a random headcanon for the character

loves a good roleplay scenario. professor/student is her favorite :p

X FOR X-RAY! let’s see what’s going on under those clothes

thick thighs :3 and curves that her lingerie hugs perfectly :333

Y FOR YEARNING! how high is their sex drive?

not that high. but she will get very hot and bothered when she sees you in a certain outfit.

Z FOR ZZZ! how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

shauna rarely falls asleep immediately after. she will stay up with your for an hour or a little less, probably eating snacks and watching tv

[joocomics]

who gives u subby vibes in xdh o.o

oh god my favorite question ♡ this is going to be a MESS i apologise in advance

jooyeon

this doesn’t even need introduction, he’s sooooo subby it hurts 😣 ok, i see him being a switch, but when he’s a sub he’s a SUB yk?? just say what you want he’ll do anything, and he’ll do it with his cock throbbing

let’s imagine it… i can see him dominating at first. the make out session is HEATED. he dominates you through kisses, through touching - his hands are everywhere all at once, trough dirty talk - he can’t shut up about how bad he needs you rn. then through oral, cause his favorite thing is face fucking >< he loves having you on your knees, while he thrusts deep inside your throat, talking about how good he’s giving it to you, however then the switch happens! it’s like something unlocks in him and suddenly he’s pleading you to ride him, and cream all over his cock. another thing he loves abt this is that when you’re on top you use his body in all sorts of ways - you fuck him, you give him kisses, you give his mouth something to suck on, you bite his neck, you tug his hair, you allow him to have a great view of your body, and that makes him see literal stars. you can grip his neck a little if you’re into that

this is the moment you can get really nasty if you want, making him beg, not allowing him to cum, overstimulating him… he’s gonna be a whining mess, SO LOUD ohmygod, mock him for being so whiny, tell him everyone’s gonna hear how weak & desperate he is, deep down he’s having a great time

for jooyeon, when he switches it’s like he is giving his own power over to you? not sure how to explain it i hope you see my point

gunil

tough on the outside, but surprisingly can be subby on the inside!! something about sub gunil makes me so weak i cannot think straight. just the idea of having gunil submissive to you, knowing he can literally fuck your brains out in a headlock with those muscled arms… 🤐 it’s also something about the leader energy in him

anyways, i see him also a switch with the difference that he’s mostly dom… i feel like it really depends on his mood 😮‍💨 if he’s had a long day, he will lay down letting you do whatever you want to him, allowing you to be more creative if you want ~ and then for the rest of the week you’re his sex doll yk?

i feel like he’s into overstimulation - giving & rec - he’s good with baring the pain and honestly if you’re having fun, then he’s having fun too, it’s important for him to do the things you want to do 🥹 i can also see him chuckling while you tie him up or cover up his eyes, pinch & bite his nipples - the thing is he simply gets turned on by seeing how excited you get to play with him and his body, and he really cares abt fulfilling your needs, so he doesn’t mind repressing his desires from time to time

junhan

subsubsub! and when i say that i don’t mean he doesn’t have a dom side to him, he does take control from time to time too, probably 👀 but junhan is the type of sub that you can go all out with

KINKY, ok! tell him something you wanna try, he’s already thought of trying it way before you. he has fantasies that you’re gonna have so much fun playing out it’s mind blowing. no public play tho, just the two of you in the bedroom with you on top, watching him melt under your control

i also have a feeling that by being a sub junhan also feels useful, it’s important for him that you share this trust with each other, and he’s able to fulfill your needs and services, while on the other hand you get so turned on by seeing him being so in love with you, cause he really needs real connection in order to be submissive, fully letting go of his control ~

ugh i can see him doing so many things for you - roleplay, filming stuff, bondage, dropping to the floor to eat you out with his hands behind his back when he’s allowed only to dry hump, letting you jerk him off till he pass out, the list goes on…

[kusur1uri]

KUSURIURI NSFW HEADCANONS

a/n: this is way too long and was definitely too fun for me to work on. this is the first analysis/writing i’ve done for kusuriuri, so please bear with me as i’m still learning his character. reblogs/interactions mean the world ♡

warnings: nsfw, fem reader, mentions of activities that could be considered dub-con, minor dom-sub dynamics, light degradation, breeding/pregnancy, drugging/aphrodisiacs, please let me know if there’s anything specific you would also like tagged

word count: 1.8k

KUSU’S DISLIKES: general turn-offs, just not really into

kusu is a private man. he does not care for exhibitionism or anything to do with public indecency. the look on your face just before you reach your climax is a sight only he gets to see. while he is private, he’s also very selfish when it comes to you.

roleplay. specifically roleplay in which he’s “exorcising” you. he takes his job very seriously—he’s had a few near death experiences doing it. entertaining the idea of you becoming something he has to vanquish just isn’t something he feels the desire to fantasize about.

threesomes/cuckolding. as mentioned above, he’s a selfish lover. he has no intention of sharing you at your most vulnerable or even allowing another person, man or woman, seeing you in a way only he can. definitely gets jealous if he feels a person is coming off strong towards you, and you remain semi-oblivious to their motives. he has no doubt of your loyalty to him, but he’ll definitely be sure to leave marks on your more visible areas to ward off unwanted attention.

being submissive. now, don’t get me wrong, kusu isn’t opposed to you taking the reigns once in a awhile (see below), but that by no means is equivalent to him submitting. if he deems you’ve had your fun, he’ll simply wrap a firm hand around the column of your throat and your hitched breath is all he needs to know you’ve relinquished your temporary control.

KUSU’S LIKES: loves loves loves

definitely a dom. he can appreciate some soft dom moments, but is typically more apt to being referred to as ‘Master’. let him make all the decisions for you, and he promises you’ll be seeing stars.

for kusu, servicing you is one of his main concerns. how he goes about doing that may come off as mean or teasing most of the time, but he will never let you walk away unsatisfied. seeing you lost in pleasure that he provides is what makes these intimate moments so exciting for him.

not the biggest into pet names, but he can appreciate the effects calling you “angel”, “pretty”, or even “dear” can have. this man knows you’re nothing more than putty in his hands with a few of these words and he relishes in it.

heavily into degradation. but not the hard, insulting stuff. he’s really really into teasing, bullying, and borderline dumbification. one of his favorites is when he sits in front of you and makes you touch yourself while he watches. he’d make a few mocking comments when you moan that your fingers aren’t enough, not like his. but this man is patient. he won’t touch you until you’ve made yourself come at least once—not until he feels the heat of humiliation burn on your skin from his prying eyes and taunting words.

while he enjoys a good tease or some edging with a few demeaning words, he can’t hide the way his cock twitches when he praises you. you become so pliant, so soft when he whispers “i think you can take another, can’t you, pretty girl?”

but his favorite, his cherry on top, is when he combines the two. “my greedy little angel, you think you can take it?” oh he’ll have you begging for him before he even moves an inch. this man’s resilience knows no bounds when it comes to you squirming beneath him.

isn’t opposed to you taking some lead time here and there. he’ll let you make a few commands of him, let you ride his face, and maybe even let you give him a smack or two across his pale cheek. but don’t let that fool you—you are by no means the one in control. if he feels you’re getting too ahead of yourself or forgetting who belongs to who, he’ll have no issue putting you back into your place. but most of the time, he lets you get away with it. his favorite is when you ride him. the soft praises that fall from your lips have his heart clenching and dick throbbing. he can’t get enough of you when you’re like that.

sensory deprivation. tie this man up or have him tie you up—he’s happy either way. maybe add in a blindfold and he’ll be over the moon. he especially loves it when you bound his hands and blindfold him before giving him a handjob or (if you’re feeling playful with your newfound control) a blowjob.

i know i said that he tends to veer away from super hard dom antics, HOWEVER, there’s a part of this man that loves the power imbalance between you and himself. it’s rare, but he can get into the headspace that turns him into an absolute sadist. oh how he loves to see you crying on his cock. the pained expression on your face from the torture of pleasure. he won’t stop until you’re weeping, begging for mercy. and even then, he may only consider giving you a reprieve. but that thought would quickly leave his mind as he feels you clench around him like a vice. he’d lean down to lick a stripe up your bare neck before groaning into your ear, “it seems like you don’t really want me to stop, do you dear?” and after you’d babble out a sentence that was anything but coherent, he’d chuckle lowly, a deep rumble from his throat, and lay a delicate finger upon your swollen and sore clit. “maybe if you cry for me a little louder, I’ll show you mercy.” but you and him both know he won’t stop until you’ve squirted all over his abdomen and left the floor beneath absolutely ruined in a puddle of your release. the first time you and kusu had gone this intense, he had been worried he had overstepped, but when you came back wanting more, he knew he had hearts in his eyes.

kusu knows he’s strong. he’s single-handedly defeated many Mononoke for decades. while he may not show it, the underlying god-complex of this man is overwhelming, but can make for some intense intimate sessions. this is especially apparent on the few occasions you find yourself in the middle of one of his cases. your life is so fragile, one wrong move and your life would be lost in a world he can’t access. and he’ll be sure to remind you of your innate helplessness. compared to your feeble human body, he’s strong. he’ll have you completely powerless against him, paralyzed by his sheer physical power. maybe then you’ll realize he’s the only one able to protect you.

one of kusu’s favorite features on himself is his hands. he uses them for work day in and day out, but not once have you ever seen them in a state of negligence. he keeps them nice and soft, his fingernails even and edges smooth. he loves when he catches you staring at them, sometimes as if in a trance. your eyes follow them as he traces shapes onto your skin, or when he brings them up to delicately wrap around your throat. the heady look in your eyes never fails to make him breathe a little heavier. sometimes, if he’s feeling playful, he’ll even let you suck on two of his fingers while his other hand works at your core.

he never thought much of mirrors in the bedroom, until he met you that is. he never paid them any mind until one day he had you on your knees as he pressed his chest to your back. you had gone quiet for a few moments and when he lifted his face from the crook of your neck, he caught your blissed expression looking at him in the mirror. from that moment on, if you found yourselves staying in a room with a mirror, you knew he’d have you pressed firmly against him as he held you up so you could watch as he rendered you dumb on his cock.

breeding. this man is definitely into breeding and i will die on this hill. he knows everything about female fertility and when you would be at your most fertile window in your monthly cycle. and he would most certainly use this knowledge to ensure he gets you pregnant. he’ll have your knees pressed to your chest as he gives you no reprieve from his long cock making a mess of you. the ground below your back has long since been soaked with both yours and his release, but he shows absolutely no signs of stopping until he’s satisfied that he’s filled you nice and full.

isn’t a big fan of erotic toys. he prefers to do and feel everything himself. however, if he deems it necessary, he will use one as punishment, knowing it won’t be enough to get you to finish. he’ll keep you squirming and frustrated until he feels you’ve begged and apologized sufficiently before he pulls you onto his lap to give you what you really need.

kusu is a medicine seller, so naturally he’s going to have a few run-ins with some top-shelf medicinals. his personal favorites to use on you are the aphrodisiacs and topical warming oils. for his own use, he particularly enjoys relaxants, but prefers to be the sober one as you lose all sense of reality. but don’t worry, he knows just what to do to if you happen to take one too many hits of the aphrodisiacs, everything is well in his oh so capable hands.

kissing. this man loves to kiss you. as soon as you two are alone, you can expect his lips to be on you one way another. he will make out with you until your lips are tender and raw. these make out sessions are almost always messy. he loves the carnal image of his spit on your lips and chin. if you ask nicely, he will spit into your mouth, a predatory glow in his eyes as he watches you swallow what he’s given you. it’s when he’s kissing you that you are most likely to hear the most beautiful moans form him. nip on his bottom lip as he goes to pull away or suck on his tongue and he’ll be moaning breathy little groans into you. he’s also very handsy when he kisses you. whether it’s your ass, waist, hair, or throat, you can expect him to be holding you closely.

he’s possessive too. he’ll suck on your lips, neck, chest. trails of deep red marks will be littered across your most sensitive areas. as i mentioned before, kusu is a very private lover. these marks are his silent way of laying claim to you.

[lacontroller1991]

Fluff/WhumpTOBER Day 21: Deacon x F!SoSu x RJ MacCready

Day 21: Bonfire/Body Horror Masterlist Warnings: 16+, implications of role-play/intercourse Word Count: 351

The wind wisps away into the night, sending a breeze across the Commonwealth. It would be cold if there wasn’t a campfire two feet in front of your body, burning strong as a result of tender attention. The warmth and security allows you to sleep soundly, without a care in the world.

“Pfft. No way, man. You’re totally lying.” A voice, loud, causes your eyes to open. 

“Shh, keep your voice down. You’ll wake her up.” Silence falls over the camp and you feel two pairs of eyes on you, checking to make sure that you’re still asleep before returning to their conversation. “Anyways. No I am not lying. She is totally into role play. She even asked me to sign her Cooper Howard doll. The wig definitely did her in,” a second, quieter voice comments, and you can hear the grin on his face. Deciding to keep still, you continue to listen to your companions’ conversation.

“I didn’t think boss would be into the Cooper Howard roleplay.”

“You best believe it, she goes crazy for that southern drawl,” Deacon comments in a hushed, mock Southern tone as you roll your eyes. Of course he’s spinning what really happened. Yes, you happened to have a crush on Cooper Howard, but no, you did not have Deacon cosplay him, let alone sign your doll.

“So, are you guys,” MacCready hesitates and you can imagine that he’s looking down at his bandolier, fingers running over the bullets from a habit he picked up years ago. “Are you guys together?” Freezing in your sleeping back, the tension at the campfire is thick and you’re surprised that Deacon doesn’t automatically jump at the shot to expose your physical relationship with him. 

“I’m honestly not sure. We haven’t labeled anything, but I know she has feelings for me.”

“Oh. Cool. That’s totally cool,” MacCready comments with a dejected tone.

“Chin up Creedster, she has feelings for you too.” Oh the nerve of Deacon…

“I love the both of you, now shut up so I can go back to sleep.” Not another word was spoken that night.

-fin-

@unrepentantweirdo

[heartscrypt]

Jamie, don't worry. Just like you, I've been thinking about JamiAzu and I, too, have not been able to create any content.

The best thing to do is to chew them in your head until something manifests on your canvas or paper. Alternatively, you can use this ask as an opportunity to talk about them. (I would love to hear your scenarios and headcanons because you understand them like I do.)

oh my god ok OKAY so. i had this fic idea rolling around in my head and the premise was basically like. the aftermath of twst events that didn't feature jamil or azul really heavily / only had small cameos but it was just jamil n azul reflecting (and maybe bonding) afterwards.

this whole thing was inspired by azul getting rejected by eliza in the phantom bride event LOL bc i thought jamil would get a kick out of it. i wanted to cover more events like wish upon a star (which i might talk about in a later post) or harveston or port fest but the phantom bride part i have like. Fully mapped out.

i only have this excerpt because. i lost motivation but if anyone wants to take this fic concept and do it justice they can :3 id just like to be tagged and credited

full outline is under the read more because God it is long. sorry. its also kind of incomprehensible because im incomprehensible about these two

but the ficlet for the first event, phantom bride, was going to take place a few hours after where the event canonically ends. jamil finds out azul got sooo rejected and laughs at him under his breath for a bit. says its because eliza could sense that he was fake as fuck all the time. azul gets frustrated and flustered bc the guy he wants so bad is currently mocking him for having NOOOO game. he's like "yeah well. you didn't participate b/c of kalim so you don't know what impossible standards she had"

jamils still used to deflecting when it comes to his competence so he'd dismissively say that of course he wouldn't have been a suitable candidate to woo the ghost even if kalim was guaranteed to not be involved. he's not that kind of guy. azul's Jamil Bullshit radar is ACTIVATED. he immediately insists that jamil absolutely Could've swayed eliza into wearing the ring and starts praising all of jamil's qualities with such a Genuine belief in jamil's abilities until jamil is the flustered one trying to beat azul's compliments off of him with a stick.

this part is really funny to me because in my head there's a scene before where jamil is telling azul that his approach failed because he always came off as disingenuous. and then here in this scene azul's so genuine that jamil's taken aback and in his head he's like "if he approached eliza the way he's approaching me NOW there's no way he would've failed." and then he promptly refuses to think about the implications of that thought for the rest of the fic. lol

anyways through the power of lovebombing and a few appeals to jamil's competitive side, azul goads jamil into demonstrating how he would've approached eliza to get the ghost sealing ring on her finger. jamil's pretending to be a suitor. one of jamil's rings (he's a jewelry guy no way he doesn't have a few rings) plays the role of the ghost sealing ring. and of course azul is the Substitute Eliza in their little pretend scenario so we get. these two indirectly flirting with each other in the weirdest fucking way possible. roleplay.

also there's a funny bit of azul mimicking something eliza actually did mid-scenario and jamil breaking out of character to be like "No Way ok Time out no way you aren't fucking with me right now" and azul responding like "no she really did say that" and jamil getting the most longsuffering expression on his face before slipping back into his princely character.

azul enjoys being the one "chased" by jamil for a change but he's always cognizant of the facade jamil's wearing while playing the role of eliza's prince. knows that that's just as much Not the true jamil as the "dutiful servant" jamil was, and is in return so totally lovestruck by how GOOD jamil is at being manipulative. not even swooned by the princely way jamils acting. he's falling head over heels for the fact that he KNOWS jamil is acting and in reality could not care less and yet is able to pull off such a convincing display. because azul's fucking crazy and his taste in men actually sucks so bad he sees all the red flags in jamil as fun little collectibles. he's mentally like "its so frustratingly attractive when he says something with that little smirk smile and we both know he's lying straight to my face but i cant call him out on it." GIRL. YOU ARE SO FAILCRINGE

on jamils end of things. yes he is pretending to be a "prince" for "eliza" but he's also hyperaware that this is azul pretending to be eliza for the sake of the scenario so. he gets a little sneaky. a little underhanded. starts doing and saying things that are targeted to catch Specifically azul off guard so azul gets flustered and breaks character for a split second. this is solely to fuck with azul and has Noooo other reason behind it (nevermind the fact that there is a giddy feeling jamil gets when he's able to crack the facade azul wears to see the real, vulnerable azul hiding underneath).

they go back and forth for a while, jamil pushing forward relentlessly while azul pulls away but always stays close (a complete reversal of their usual dynamic). but then jamil says something that's so completely him and definitely not part of the facade and azul forgets himself for a moment, forgets that they're playing pretend. lets his guard down completely. from jamils perspective, this startles him a little because he wasn't expecting it and he certainly wasn't expecting for azul to seem so convincingly enamored by him (it's because azul actually is but like jamil's kind of operating under the assumption that azul is incredibly fake all the time) and he REALLY doesn't know what to do with the realization that he likes the way azul is looking at him right now a lot more than he probably should like attention coming from someone he supposedly hates.

so he panics internally, shoves the ring onto azul's finger while azul is distracted, and tells him he can stop acting now because jamil proved his point that he Could've gotten the ring on eliza. azul snaps out of it and is like "ah. Yes. Acting. I'm so good at it Wouldn't you agree jamil" (hes pretending his inner monologue rn doesn't mainly consist of distressed dramatic bitch wailing and screaming. hes embarrassed abt being so vulnerable when they're both supposed to be acting he wants to crawl into an octopus pot and never come out). jamil's reply is smth like "yeah yeah whatever of course you're used to acting b/c you're a fraud" (his inner monologue also sounds like distressed screaming btw. less dramatic and more Full of dread and horror). moment of awkward silence where they just aren't looking at each other but azul's hand is still in jamil's (since jamil had to take his hand to put the ring on). worst handholding experience ever. 0/10

jamil breaks the silence. "i prefer it when you're not acting". on the surface its just a casual dig at azul's role at eliza but like THE WAY he says it. means something more. azul picks up on that, thinks back to all the times during the scene where jamil got him to break character for a second, the smug satisfaction on his face when azul sputtered or faltered. his first conclusion is "he wants me so bad" because he's delusional but then he reels it back a little and only says "i prefer your true self as well." jamil knows what THAT means well enough. he's starting to get suspicions that their dynamic isn't just "guy who is trying to exploit someone he sees as an opportunity x guy who fucking hates him because the other guy is a slimeball". he isn't sold on azul's intentions being all that pure though. he needs to bide his time, hang back and see whether this moment was a fluke.

they r still holding hands btw. neither of them has pulled away yet. jamil's the first to look down and Acknowledge it, silently swiping his thumb over the ring on azul's finger. drops the other's hand. says very nonchalantly that azul is going to keep the ring. azuls like "? haha i couldn't Possibly keep this. it's your ring". jamil smirks. says "keep it as a consolation prize. and a reminder of how badly you embarrassed yourself today". looks up through his eyelashes to watch for a reaction. azuls head nearly explodes. jamil knows in his gut that once azul recovers he's going to be Fucking Insufferable for the next few weeks flaunting that ring around everywhere and playing up the bond between himself and jamil but as he leaves, he can't find himself caring all that much about that as long as the other Does wear the ring.

[hatkuu]

ok wrt your reblog abt kylar being a bottom. first i thought “pc kidnapping kylar instead” but that freak is too smart to get kidnapped so instead imagine pc asking kylar to roleplay kidnapping him. pathetic creature would cum in his pants IMMEDIATELY. unless you have a yandere pc who is equally as insane and CAN kidnap him…

oh my gosh nica this idea is so good idk if i can do it justice. i think roleplaying ANYTHING with kylar would be so fun bc deep down he's a lil nerd that loves it.

i think it'd be really funny if you were currently kidnapped by kylar and just brought up the idea like "....can I kidnap you for a change???" and kylar is shocked. flabbergasted. first of all he'd tell you to not call it kidnapping because that's not what it is and he loves you!!! (sigh he'd call it something cheesy like 'taking you home' etc.) second of all he's already untying you and letting you weakly pin his wrists above his head in a mock "attack" against him.

(deep down a part of me wants to shoot him with a tranq dart but im not that mean ...)

but yes he would cum in his pants over it. then he'd get embarrassed bc he hadn't even let you tie him up yet and he still came before you could get into the actual roleplay...

i think if you were in Kylar's basement he'd be super cautious about it. like. if you have a track record of being a brat and trying to escape him he won't roleplay it with you. He'd say something along the lines of 'sorry my love, m-maybe later?' and then later never comes.

but if you were a good little spouse,, he'd be drooling over the idea of it - you want him this bad as well? - kylar's so so happy to indulge you. I think it'd be weirdly sweet while you're rping... like, he's giving you little pointers on how to tie him up correctly, kylar isn't very good at acting afraid so you're giggling at him (because what kind of victim is grinding up into you as you sit on their lap???), and his face is red throughout the whole ordeal. it's probably something he's dreamed about, honestly.

maybe you've actually been wanting to escape for ages. you've been appeasing kylar by picking all the right dialogue options but deep down, you really don't want to be there. so you devise a plan to act all cute and request lewd things before gauging him with the kidnapping roleplay. eg. the lewd stuff you'd request is; asking him to finger you bc you're so pent up, asking him to breed you (your fingers are crossed that your birth control is still effective after being down here for weeks), then just straight up asking kylar to untie you bc you want to touch him all over. he unties you very quickly, but as soon as you've came (he always makes sure you finishes) he ties you right back up again and gives you lots of kisses to make up for it. It's not that he doesn't trust you!! he just... wants to keep you safe!!

I'd imagine you'd have to ask him to do all of the lewd stuff for WEEKS. to the point where after you've got him tied to the chair and blindfolded, you're not sure if you can harbour the (stockholm syndrome induced) guilt that comes with escaping him. you'd probably end up giving him a pitiful handjob before walking up the stairs and going home.

but then again, what if you physically can't leave him? because of all of the sex you've been having together, your brain probably starts associating him with pleasure and he always makes you cum so why are you leaving him again?? kind of mindbreak material bc you've been dreaming about leaving kylar's basement for so long but your body just won't let you.

also the idea of a yandere pc is .... hhngg ... but kylar would probably beat pc to the whole kidnapping thing first. bc that's just how he is.

[brdpch]

{2} a game of cats, mice and hearts like ice

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synopsis: a very smart cat meets a very cunning mouse who claims his life as hers.

warnings: canon-typical violence, graphic descriptions of violence, sexual abuse, substance abuse, niragi, literally everything, you name it.

formatting: it's a glued-together dynamic roleplay between me and @bvrdel-mama, so the replies are separated by ♠♥♦♣, and the dialogues are written like — This. — yes, the symbols look horrible on mobile - we'll try to fix that in the future. or not. who knows.

statistics: 3,704 words 20,232 characters.

songs used: kesha - take it off; pop evil - boss's daughter.

author's note: part two, yay!

Shuntarō thought that it would be unwise to make his intentions known or he may be in Niragi's proverbial and literal crosshair in the future, so he only smirked once more and lifted his hands up in a mocking gesture of defiance.

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Before Hatter could even make a step, Niragi already stood up and walked over to the door, seeing that nobody had any objections - or, if they had, no one dared to speak up.

Good.

For now, the girl belonged to him, and he wanted everyone to know that if someone brings her into the conversation, it would be him. He found her, he claimed her as his own.

There was a slight pause without him, and it seemed like the tension in the room easied a little, but it didn't take long for the pierced man to walk over with his arm around the girl's waist.

And there she was.

Her frame was tiny compared to Niragi, and Chishiya took notice of the fact that even on her platform sandals he was still a bit taller than her - and that was unusual. Her waist was small, her legs pretty long, her thighs thick. She wasn't thin - she was skinny, but made sure her bikini showed off what's best in her - high waisted black shorts and rather a top than a bikini bra made her look appealing. No wonder why Niragi looked at her like he was hungry and kept her so close, his fingers playing on her skin, on the edge of her bikini bottoms for everyone to see.

Despite days being sunny in the middle of, well, summer, Unmei's skin was unusually pale, like even a single golden ray couldn't reach her. She looked around with a curious gaze of sapphire eyes, but when her head shifted towards Niragi, looking at him like he's the love of her life, playful smile on her full pink lips, the light played with the irises making them gray but so bright they looked almost white, like ice.

She had a silver septum hoop and some more piercings in her ears. When it came to jewelry, she also had a 90s tattoo choker with a silver cat's bell that rang with her every movement.

Well, that was definitely a match.

— Hello. — she spoke in fluent Japanese, without any accent that suggested her country of origin. Her voice was soft and sweet, and honey dripped from her lips, as she greeted the executives. — It's such an honor being here, thank you. — she bowed lightly, a cultural Japanese gesture. She knew where she is and what to do.

— So, babe, — it was Niragi who yet again cut Hatter off. — Whatcha think? Wanna join us and help with leading those headless sheep down there?

The pierced man nodded towards the window; behind the glass, two floors down, most of The Beach members were partying and chilling in the pool, drinks in their hands, drugs in their system, music in their ears.

It was almost like Mira looked in the mirror, and it was so easy to spot that Unmei had the same look of mixed innocence and cleverness. Oh, so maybe she wasn't that good of a wolf.

Unmei bit her lower lip.

— Well, yes, of course, and it's such an honor. — she assured, but frowned, turning her gaze back to Niragi, like she was too shy to speak to the rest of the group. Her figure shrank, hiding into her lover's protective posture. — …but I'm afraid of messing up. I'm really new to this, and I'm unsure if I'm a good fit, especially since I haven't been to many games…

— That could be easily fixed! — exclaimed Hatter, clapping his hands to turn all of the attention to him. — See, Unmei, we often supervise the games of soon-to-be executives. Niragi obviously likes you, so excuse me if I forbid him from being a supervisor, but are there any other volunteers?

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There was no point in voicing any objections as it seemed as the stance of everybody in the room was democratically chosen to be the same. Chishiya's gaze followed Niragi as he stood up and opened the door presenting his new treasure, his new partner in crime.

Shuntarō took her in as she entered the executive's meeting hall. And there was a lot to take in... unconventional beauty choices - piercings, the choker - it was all so vulgar and so culturally inappropriate. But... so was wearing eyeliner and bleaching your hair, he smirked. Right now though, she and Nigari seemed like a perfect match there standing next to each other. Her almost leaning into him, playful smile on her face, coy but alert eyes analyzing body language of each and every executive member gathered in the hall. It was so obviously an act it was painful for him to watch. The use of the traditional Japanese cultural bow from a foreigner's side was a nice touch, definitely working on some of the executives. Japanese people are known to be wary of foreigners and even if the world as they know went to shit, it was still deeply rooted into their subconsciousness.

Shuntarō smirked and laughed to himself quietly when she tried to make herself small in front of these people by diminishing her impressive achievement - a seven of diamonds. A wolf recognizes a wolf dressed in sheep's clothing - and oh, she was very good at playing both parts. Shuntarō was intrigued even more now, she could be a really really good addition to his plan.

Hatter's clap brought Chishiya back from the darkness of his cold, analytical mind and his eyes snapped to Unmei's face. He clenched his jaw at the question, there was a short pause before anyone spoke. Her achievement was impressive but she spoke herself - she didn't play many games and the more senior members and those who fell for her cute-sy, unsure persona might be taken aback by a possibility of taking a newbie under their wing.

Shuntarō slowly raised his left hand, tilting his head and looking into her gray, cold eyes. He then exclaimed in the most uninterested tone ever:

— My visa ends in 2 days anyways, might as well kill two birds with one stone.

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Ice cold gaze melted with each word Chishiya spoke, making Unmei lean even more into Niragi's embrace, much to the taller man's enjoyment.

— Really? I'm so, so, so glad! — she clasped her hands, a thankful expression on her face. — I've heard you have so much experience, I'll definitely be safe with you, right?

Her last question wasn't directed at Chishiya at all - she looked straight at Niragi, like she was looking for a confirmation... or maybe an order. Niragi hated Chishiya, so putting his little partner in crime into a game with him could end up badly. But here's the deal - it's such a thrill to try to check it by themselves.

Niragi, on the other hand, looked suspiciously pleased with Chishiya's offer.

Maybe she wasn't a wolf in sheep's clothing. Maybe she was an obedient, naïve lamb.

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Shuntarō put his hand down, his gaze ping-ponging between the Hatter, Niragi and Unmei. The woman was too... intense for his liking now, but if his suspicions are correct and they usually are, she can and will eventually calm down or reveal the colder side he sees.

The psychopath smiled at the possibility of Chishiya supervising the new girl. Why? - Shuntarō narrowed his eyes at him for a brief second. It seemed like for now she listened to his every word, and spoke directly to Niragi even though the question asked by her suggested being directed to Chishiya. Was he trying to learn what Chishiya's planning through her? It made him slightly nervous but in a thrilled way - a conflict on a horizon, one he could spin around and use to his advantage.

Chishiya leaned in his chair and smirked at Niragi, answering the questions asked through him.

— No one's ever really safe here, you should already know that, but I'll try to bring you back alive to the best of my ability.

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The perceptive eyes of the blonde man noticed some more details on the woman, for example - lots of faded, barely visible scars on her thighs, suggesting either knife play, or that she had a history of self-harm in one of the most noticeable places - like she was seeking attention. Anyway, what a girl with short pink hair would be longing for, if not being noticed? Even if the dye faded, she still dressed vulgarly, with smudged black eyeshadow and eyeliner and her lashes covered in a thick layer of mascara. No wonder why of all people, she piqued Niragi's interest.

Abusive men - so what, she had daddy issues? Probability was indeed very high.

She listened to Chishiya's every word - even if she looked at Niragi with her pupils shaped into hearts, metaphorically, it was obvious. When she turned back to Shuntarō, her sugar covered lips curved into a  flirtatious smile.

— Alright, if no one has any questions, the meeting's dismissed. — it was Hatter who finally broke the acts of shameless public displays of affection, and most of the executives decided to leave as soon as possible. It was uncomfortable to watch as Unmei clinged onto Niragi, and the way he let her do it - although it was something new, he never allowed it with his other toys.

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Shuntarō scanned her body closer, the cute façade hid pretty dark experiences beneath the surface - either an abusive past or a knack for masochism. Pink dyed hair - a symptom of attention deficit or perhaps of a not-giving-a-fuck-what-anyone-thinks kind of attitude. 

And when she smiled at him, there was something devious about the smile, Chishiya thought. He returned the gesture, although it was the kind of smile someone gives another person when they feel bad for them - a condescending one if you will.

Hatter closed the meeting and the hall began to empty, he was one of the last ones to leave, still analyzing Unmei and all of the possible advantages her presence in his plans could give him. When passing by the two love birds he nodded politely, closing his eyes when doing so.

— I'll find you later. — he said matter-of-factly to the girl - it sounded almost like a challenge or a threat. Like she was supposed to hide from the blond man.

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If Unmei noticed the thoughts behind Chishiya's smile, she didn't show it at all, instead tilting her head slightly, like she's a little bit stupid. If she was as smart as Shuntarō thought, why would she continue playing dumb, especially when Niragi couldn't see the face she was making towards the blonde?

when the dark of the night comes around that's the time

As he was leaving, Unmei waved him goodbye with her fingers in a coquette-like mannerism.

— I'm sure you will~ — she hummed, her attention focused back on Niragi.

that the animal comes alive lookin' for somethin' wild

For now, she wasn't hard to spot. Evenings at The Beach were pretty predictable, and so were Niragi's habits - and as he sat there, on the sunbed, Unmei's legs on his own (he held her thigh, massaging the inner part of it), the party continued as always.

and now we lookin' like pimps in my gold trans am

Foreigner looked a bit bored, maybe pouty, while Niragi kept chatting with various Beach members including the militants and the idealists. Her glass was never empty, but even after drinking alcohol she seemed unhappy with the turn of events. What came next was either done out of boredom, or for a show - who could know, but she must've had enough of current activities, getting up and pulling Niragi with her.

got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag, got my drunk text on

It was probably the first time Niragi let go of his assault rifle in a crowded space, and the first time he danced - it wasn't that he lacked skill, he just didn't let anyone close enough to do so. Each previous girl he had briefly played with was pretty much kept as far as possible, and he didn't care about their entertainment, so that was an unexpected activity, to see him holding Unmei as close as possible while dancing body to body, her back pressed against his chest, her butt rubbing against his crotch, his hands wandering around her exposed skin. It wasn't just the militant saying she belongs to me, no, now she also claimed her position as his precious little treasure, making sure everybody saw it.

i'll regret it in the mornin', but tonight, i don't give a-

So either she needed protection and decided the pierced man was good enough, or she really fell into his trap.

there's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

She had glitter on her cheeks and black lipstick about to be smudged by niragi's lips eventually; her eyes were closed as she rocked her body to the rhythm, killing time before her first game as an official Beach member - and also the first one to decide if she's fit as executive or not.

it's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

Soon there will be cars and people assigned to drive players with expiring visas around tokyo to destined game arenas, and she just couldn't help but smile at the thought of having to cooperate with Chishiya. But right now, she had Niragi's lips on her neck, and fingers tangled in his hair.

and they turn me on

And yet she was waiting for Shuntarō's appearance, perfectly aware of her surroundings - of the number of people around them, of the number of people staring, of the number of people swimming; the drunk ones, the high ones, the fucked up ones and the fucked ones.

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Chishiya chuckled to himself at the display of innocent stupidity mixed with flirtatiousness, put his chin upwards a bit and smirked before turning his gaze to Niragi and giving him a quick glance up and down. He then turned around and ignoring Unmei's attempt at having the last word in this brief conversation exited the hall.

It was too early to say if this Unmei character fit the description of the type of person needed to steal the cards from Hatter. The jury is still out on the verdict if she could be easily manipulated and led where Chishiya wanted her. What would she want?

For now it seemed that all she wanted was to party, get drunk and high as Shuntarō observed her from one of the rooftops dancing by the pool with Niragi. She made him do something impossible - part ways with his assault rifle, however briefly. They danced pressed up against each other, and she sure knew not only how to dress vulgarly, but to act like it too. Niragi's hands sliding across her body incoherently as the alcohol in his system began to work. What could they want from each other? Protection? Maybe it's the situation where one of the predators makes themselves seem small in order to gather protection from a bigger, badder wolf. Sex? Probably. Fun? The psychopath was unpredictable, maybe it gave her the thrill, evoked emotions she rarely felt?

A voice broke his quiet contemplation time. It was Kuina, in her skimpy bikini and a cigarette hanging from her mouth.

— So, you found someone? — she questioned passing Chishiya a bottle of beer.

He took it, opened it on a nearby half-wall and took a sip, looking directly at Unmei, narrowing his eyes. She was grinding on Niragi's crotch. So unnecessarily vulgar, he thought.

— Maybe, too early to tell. - he answered. - I'm supervising her in the next game. I'll know by then. — he said, taking another longer sip of his beer.

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She was a stripper, after all. She knew how to dance, how to balance her body against someone else, how to look pretty and feel free while doing so. How many lap dances has she done? Hundreds? Thousands? For how long the pole was her only companion on stage, where curious gazes scanned every inch of her skin?

that girl, she's a loaded gun, gonna take 'em out take 'em one by one

She knew, most importantly - how to entertain the masses, get attention and charm others without even speaking a word. It worked - everybody will be able to recognise her from now on, noticing where she is and where she's not, and if she ever disappeared out of sight, it was easy to tell who is being looked for. and not only because she was from a different country, but also because she embossed herself in their memory.

she knows when she's dressed to kill, she'll put a bullet in your heart just to feel the thrill

Unmei being pretty was a question everybody had to answer themselves, but what she did was cool and she did fit in with the crowd, and that was enough to gain sympathy and somewhat a sense of safety. Acceptance, was the word. She blended in so she could be accepted and perceived as an ally. Clever, perhaps, if those were her true intentions.

she walks like she's walkin' on water, she moves like the boss's daughter

Niragi was sliding his hands through her belly down her shorts, probably just a tease, a threat to those who'd tried to do the same. And then the music stopped, the speakers invited The Beach members to the lobby. Unmei didn't care - her eyes closed for a few more moments, as she sang the rest of the song, still holding Niragi. He was about to part their bodies, but she held him. And he obeyed.

— She rides like a '67 chevy, in her drop top red and white and blue; ohh, what she does to me - with her long dark hair and her sexy thighs, baby, let me come inside~

— We gotta move, babygirl. — Niragi insisted, before she could continue, and she smiled at him so innocently, letting him guide her to the main hall where the real party started.

Hatter was known for his motivational speeches, but Unmei clung to Niragi's arm as the chaos after them emerged - people pushing others to get to the parking lot, correct cars, holding pieces of paper for random teams they had been assigned. It was Chishiya who was supposed to look for Unmei, so she took her sweet time waiting next to a pillar in the corner of the space, letting the militant press her to the cold wall and whisper sweet nothings onto her ear.

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Kuina went to sit down next to Chishiya on the half-wall. The blond man raised his pointer finger of the hand he was holding his beer in, highlighting the pair of love birds on the dancefloor for his companion. They were tangled in each other's bodies, definitely the center of attention, displaying themselves for everyone to see.

— There, the woman with blonde hair. — Chishiya said, leaning into Kuina's space.

Kuina narrowed her eyes and observed Niragi and Unmei for a brief moment.

— Girl, Niragi? There are choices we make, but this... this is a choice. — she chuckled looking at Chishiya, as if for confirmation.

Shuntarō shrugged and looked at Kuina.

— It's a smart choice. He's well situated within Hatter's inner circle, everyone is afraid of him, and he never parts ways with his gun. — he answered, not confirming Kuina's way of thinking. — Although he is revolting, it's a smart choice to wrap someone like that around your finger, and I'm sure he sees some uses in her as well. — he added.

After Chishiya uttered those words the speakers' blasting music transformed into Hatter's personal voice amplifiers. He sure did like to make a loud entrance, and just like the girl dancing seductively against the crotch of a psychopath with an assault rifle - he liked attention. Everyone was called into the main hall and Chishya knew it was his cue. He nodded at Kuina and patted her back and soon he was walking down the stairs and walking towards the pair pressed against each other next to a pillar.

They seemed to be briefly occupied with themselves not noticing him when he walked up so he stood there for a solid minute, before clearing his throat.

— You ready to go or do you need a couple more minutes of privacy? — he asked. — Although I doubt we've got time for that. — he added, tilting his head.

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Unmei might've noticed Chishiya, he could swear she glanced in his direction for a brief second, but either ignored him, or really didn't see him. Patting softly on Niragi's back, the stripper made her partner pull back, although reluctantly, and then smiled apologetically at her supervisor.

— Sorry! — she chirped, giggling softly. — Got really caught up in the moment. It's been a while since I could connect to someone on such... personal level.

When she spoke, there was something ominous in her gaze, like she was not only posing a threat, but also foreshadowing an unlucky future ahead. But that was it. On the other hand, Niragi looked at Chishiya like he was about to murder him, not even with his rifle, but with his bare hands. He clenched his teeth, but in the end relaxed when Unmei pressed a soft kiss on his lips. She had to stand on her tiptoes just to reach, pulling on militant's shirt for balance.

The black piece of clothing was soon found on the girl's arms, the white outline of giraffe pattern matching perfectly with her carefully chosen outfit.

— Here, Babe. A good luck charm.

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[feuqueerfire]

The Warp Effect Live Blogging

I've been obsessed with the idea of this show since I watched the freaking mock trailer like sooo long years ago (late 2021? early 2022? like 2 years ago bruh) and was so glad that people seemed to really like the actual show when it released, can't believe I'm finally watching it. I attempted to watch this once before but it was while I was taking a break at university and uh this is not a show I can watch in public, so I had to stop just a few minutes in and now I'm back like a year later.

Anyway, I better love it. I'm gonna lose my shit if it turns out like Be My Favourite for me (I love the mock trailer -> people love the show -> I finally watch the show and find it... fine).

Ep 1 (Apr 20)

Why am I so nervous, I almost don't wanna start it. see this is why I have so many highly praised show or shows I'm hoping to love like ITSAY and 3WBF still on my To Watch list

1-1

ah, the promise/purity ring of doom

oh he's a high school KID pls

ah, I'm so excited seeing this intro with the whole cast, I'm anticipating a lot of their roles

Is the one who found the bra his grandpa?

Alex and Ice brothers

I like their uniforms

Jan, hiiii <3 <3 <3 (name: Nim)

his face appeared on the news of the massage parlour burning ?!

hehe Nim and Jan are already dating

I'm so excited seeing Gigie and Fah and everybody ahh, it's actually been so long

Also I wish I'd watched TWE before I learned about how Fah's husband is a POS because now I'm like ah... by extension she is also a POS because you're literally marrying that man

I've been like damn why am I so excited to see all these people? I see them act all the time except no I don't because apparently I haven't watched a GMMTV show since Be My Favourite last year (other than OffGun 20 minute Love From Outta Space but that only has them). I just see some of them online, esp like FourthGemini and Phuwin. No wonder I'm like hiii~ to everybody I see pop up.

not the sex situation roleplay in front of the class. good on consent tho

i'm gonna have to relearn everybody's names later fr

Army the homophobic homosexual (actually does he like girls too fr? idk)

hah, Mark's character getting schooled for asking who tops and bottoms

not Army getting so into it T.T closeted kid... and then punching Alex oh boy

is Alex not underage or is that not like a concern bruh like even the teacher is so casual about it

free period product spiel

1-2

New and Fah (Alex and Jean) are so cute man. I'm so nervous that he... sexually assaulted her? or something nonconsensual?? like I don't remember what the issue was but he did something bad I think? it makes me so nervous because they wouldn't fucking made the main character in our sex-positive show a fucking assaulter right?

uh what does the grandfather know?

is this camera magic

I'm hungry, time for lunch, hope nothing super raunchy or gross happens while I'm eating

ah kiss

aw slap (foreshadowing for the future IMO *wink*)

1-3

hah the dildo scene

Fah you are so hot and so cool (or so I thought) why are you with your husband T.T

idk why I'm so happy seeing Alex and Jean getting it on like it's fun and it's exciting

Fah is so hot goddamn

1-4

ohhh Alex accidentally kind of saw Army with some guy (Joke?). Are both the bullies gay and hooking up? well he didn't recognize shit cuz he's drunk off his ass but yknow

he's no longer a virgin

dang, miss girl went straight into a pelvic exam. usually people like "wake up" in a different time or go from one room to another or smth lol

I have watched a couple time travel things but they've usually been to the past/deaged to teenagehood whereas this one is to the future.

Very fun 1st ep, interesting and fun and intriguing and also heart-felt.

Kinda funny that in the GMMTV subreddit on-air, people have mentioned how American it feelts (apparently a lot of the inspo for it is American which makes sense) but I have no clue about that because I haven't much American/western TV lol

Ep 2 (Apr 20)

2-1

Delightful Army who is no longer homophobic

Is this the same hospital as Vice Versa?

pls gooner See-ew

ahh, I was wondering if Ew would indeed no longer be Alex's friend

ahhh his relationship with family is now extremely distant too, I'm so curious about what happened

girl you're like 30 now, it makes sense that your grandfather might have passed away. but i do get that it's sudden and he must be like wtf i just saw him yesterday

oh also they're like Christian. the promise ring thing is in a church and there are crosses and stuff in their house too

I think I remember something about him having to fix his relationships or people he wronged or something and I guess these photos give a hint as to what?

2-2

0:49 Ew (aka Sing who also plays Todd in Not Me) says "Are you challenging me?" but him saying it in Thai reminds me of him saying the same thing/a similar thing to Black as Todd when Black came to kill him

ohh these photos are from the future?

broken promise leading to this mess

heh, Alex really went wild that night at the party ig

Ah, indeed Alex kissed Molly (we saw this in 1-3 I think)

Alex, Kat fuck buddies

2-3

Gigie is so hot

pls the way I burst out laughing at him leaving the bathroom nearly naked

the change from shy/nervous -> eager and excited

also Kat's so funny cuz she gets angry and then is like ^.^ :D like the cat smiling emoji

pls the curse not letting him have sex even in the future

Joong hi, can't wait to see him be tied up in a chair (and whipped?)

"Thank you, master" ahhhh i'm so excited for Liu and Ew and puppyplay

i'm actually not a super big of the dog mask but it's all so cute omg >.< Master feeding her dog strawberries aww and then giving a little flog for being a bad doggie but being nice to him again awww so cuteeeee he's such a cute dog

2-4

Army is so fun

so he did indeed get with Jean in between making out with other people

yay Jean director, her dream

and she's mad at him because he did smth but whattt

Ep 3 (Apr 21)

3-1

pls the way he has no doctor gyno knowledge T.T he's 17

I saw people guessing that Alex and Jean had sex that night -> Jean got pregnant -> Alex left/wanted nothing to do with that/she got an abortion and he gave no support/etc. which I think I would like more than my fears that he did something untoward

Jean and Kat convo ahh pretties and cuties i hope you are friends and don't hate each other later on

3-2

ik Ew is excited but I also want Liu to be more excited and eager and partaking in the sex toy shopping and kink play

aw she's embarrassed esp in public

okay exactly liu being like "i like it but not all the time. do you ever ask me what i actually like?"

ah her running into Jedi and Rose right in front of the store

does Alex even know how to drive

all i can think is Army's hands were probably on his dick or the other guy's dick and he's touching Alex all casually without washing hands

there's no photo of Ice but i guess he'd need to patch things up with his brother anyway

I think this is the first time I'm seeing Phuwin in a romantic role with somebody other than Pond?

Jan with a girl let's fucking go

tragic that this isn't gonna last bc Nim and this girl are cute together

3-3

Ah

I guess the best thing would've been to set up guidelines earlier in the relationship, like puppy play/BDSM is just One aspect of our relationship, not the whole thing. because it's been clear since ep 2 that Ew is more eager to play that way every time they see each other whereas Liu likes it to a lesser degree and also wants to hang out and be romantic outside of that play and also wants to be pampered sometimes rather than always domming him/taking care of him

agh it irritated me that Ew just turned on porn and got off but ig he uses it as a crutch maybe... i'm hoping it's that instead of a lack of care and affection toward Liu smh

I love Gigie's smile her sharp little incisors are extremely attractive

I'm glad Alex cut it off with Kat esp because in last ep it was mentioned that he's kind of being dishonest with her since he's not... exactly who he says he is

3-4

Oh, that's Ice's girlfriend Kim? Jean and her work together?

I loveee Jean's colour-block jacket

a little lesson on doing a pelvic exam for someone with a vagina

ah Alex and Jean in the same room again i'm so excited but nervous

I'm nervous For Jean bruv

you didn't do the cotton thing before inserting the speculum Alex

ah, they fr had sex that night

Ep 4 (Apr 21)

4-1

Army is so funny and endearing. i'd be curious to know his reaction when Alex finally tells him about the time travel

Are we getting Thor's character finally or not yet? anonymous face

oof Bew and Nim's future plans look pretty different

and the pregnant Nim photo is manifesting

bruh obviously Ew dresses up and plays a little dog lmfao

damn they're actually talking about puppy play

girl that's not Thor, that's a baby! I just remembered that I think I knew about this? about Fluke's character accidentally meeting up with an underage guy

pls 2005 liner (in 2022)

i am aware that playing football is an euphemism. is it for masturbation? just being horny?

I found out about Fluke Pusit's new BL which is apparently the fucking Your Dear Daddy that had me icked out from the title agh but like... I like him in this and wanna see him in a BL as a main lead so I might still check it out since the synopsis doesn't seem too bad. It'll still be many months perhaps over a year or two until it comes out though... not even a pilot trailer yet. will they get the budget and talent necessary for the show? Who knows...

4-2

Ah, Joe and Army also had a falling out and aren’t in contact, rip

I think it's Army's baby based on that one tiktok where Army and Nim are talking about the kid having gay and lesbian parents

non-binary Molly!!!!

i can’t quite tell how we’re supposed to feel about Joong’s character Tony tbh

ohh that’s how the Joong tied up in a chair by Sylvie scene comes to be, it’s part of their movie acting.

i watched the first few minutes of this on the train lol

Damn, what's up with Jean :< is it really just bad cramps or something serious?

4-3

pls Ice's friends are losers (or maybe just that specific dude)

oh the moaning while Ice and Kim are having sex threw me off

did Kim even have fun? USELESS

okay she's saying she had fun, though I wish she seemed more into it while they were actually doing the act. Orgasms aren't always necessary but it should still be fun

Kim is so fucking hot bruh

"Let's do it raw" well i'm so glad it was Phuwin playing Ice and not me bc I would've embarrassed myself on that set

ah, Army can still think fondly of his time hooking up with Joe and get off to it lol

Anyway, at least it seemed like Kim was gonna have more fun in round 2 but i want that for her every time they have sex

4-4

Kat and Jean on one screen is always so heart eyes

Army, what are you apologizing forrrr

pouty Army is so cute bruh

pls the argument while Army's jacking Joe off

the handjob that leads to forgiveness

well I'm glad they didn't get caught cuz I was nervous lol

The people I find incredibly attractive in this show are: Jean, Kat, Kim, and Army lmfao

Ep 5 (Apr 21/22)

5-1

Army reminiscing about the high school days when he and Joe hooked up lol

ah, Army has the photo he took of Alex and it shows Alex in the future in a doctor coat

hilarious that Alex is just a good, knowledgable gyno now lmfao

finally Army learns about the time travel

oof, Alex running into Kat and Jean at the club

the way he leaned over Jean freaked me out fr

correct that you can revoke consent at any time etc but maybe also say that if you're gonna bring a random person home from the bar, be clear about expectations before leaving the bar/coming home

5-2

he can't even get off when he masturbates?

Ew's animosity toward Army lol

Mollie lead role!

idkkkk Nim doesn't seem to be want to be pregnant and doesn't seem to like kids, I don't want her to have a baby when she doesn't want one

ouch, Mollie-Nim-Bew meet

the pilot guy is sleazy, Kat run away

5-3

wait we're not doing any more puppy play? :( did Liu really not like it at all?

Aghh we're only doing extremes of puppy play every time y'all meet vs no puppy play ever... what about a happy middle?

Ouchhh the public humiliation and body shaming, this is the hardest storyline in the show to watch for me so far

5-4

yay mollie

ohhh the photo of mollie changed cuz they overcame their problem ig? w alex's help once the photo happened

Kinda surreal to watch Molly be played by Sylvie who is attractive and, despite not being stick thin, also not fat

I barely watched anything on the 22nd and yesterday the 23rd was all about GMMTV 2024 Part 2, so I'm Finally starting the next ep today

Ep 6 (Apr 24)

6-1

Okay I got too nervous waiting to watch what Alex did so I read in the comments that he didn't use a condom because he was so drunk. It's terrible but I feel better knowing what it was that he did before seeing it

eughhh they're so drunk

oh ew that's... horrifying. to have her actually say wait and stop multiple times while he... doesn't

that's actually fucked fr

the look of horror and realizing on Jean's face and then the tear...

why is Alex fucking smiling?! how dare he

aw shucks everybody gonna know and the rumours are getting bigger

not Alex just going with Jedi while leaving Ew behind

Incredible that this guy who traumatized Jean is now just at the top of the school pyramid I actually can't believe my worst fears were real and Alex ignored Jean's multiple attempts to push him off while she says stop

6-2

the Jean and Molly convo is interesting. I understand Jean more because you can't just go around kissing people while in a monogamous relationship just to check if you're into it or not but I understand that Molly's also unsure of what they actually like, especially because it seems like they were probably grappling with being nonbinary back then and haven't yet chosen that term for themselves yet

I think breaking up is the right thing to do in this situation

Kat dropping big hints that she knows Army likes boys lol at least she's breaking up with him easy

Army has armpit hair which is normal but rare in EA/SEA shows it feels like? idols are clean shaven/lasered

Army's so annoying lol conceited but a cutie so I can't even disagree

conflicted because hah gay locker room handy is fun but also... part 1 sex was horrific

oh naur they're gonna get caught?

noooooo Army throws Joe under the bus?!

6-3

nosy ass grandpa

Ice is 13? lmfao. so he's 23 in the future ig

we should kill Alex first not stopping when Jean told him to and now abondoning Ew at Army's suggestion

heh Ew liked the slap

oh In Love by Gamma Skies, I think this was in a Bad Buddy playlist but I couldn't remember it being used in the actual show

Kat and Jean smoking in the balcony aghh I want at least 1 kiss between them plsplspls (but not right now when Jean is just newly traumatized :()

agh Jean labeled as a slut for sleeping with Alex (and dancing on the table in her bra) while Alex becomes the top dog for presumed to sleep with 3 girls (+ kiss Army lol)

6-4

I read the comments first because I know apparently Jean's photos in her bra from that party are gonna be plastered on the wall and aghh... Alex is gonna be useless and treated well while Jean is gonna be called an attention seaker and also suspended ?! and people in the comments were saying people shouldn't say that Alex did nothing wrong, how the fuck are there comments saying he didn't do anything wrong omg??!!

punishment for WHAT?!

Jean isn't quite yelling at Alex for the things she wants to yell at him about so I guess that's why the comments that apparently defended him may have thought she was treating him unfairly but it's like... it's hard to say you might not fucking remember but you didn't use a condom and didn't fucking listen to me while i told you to stop repeatedly you jackass and now they're all ruining my life

this fucking Alex/Jean montage i'm so mad T.T

and Army needs a fucking punch too

Alex is soooo aghhhh why is he literally going to Jean's house (!!!) and saying sorry but also repeatedly being like "Can you forgive me?" like girl wtf how can you expect forgiveness this easily by saying it was your fault a decade later smhh

ahhh horrible. good episode in the sense that it's well-crafted and makes sense but truly what the fuck

I get that Alex was drunk and so ignored Jean while we assume he wouldn't have done that if he wasn't drunk but truly... what the fuck? Being drunk doesn't mean you get a free get out of jail card to violate consent. The show nor the audience seem to use the word rape but that's what it was, right? I don't want them to get back together in the end man...

And also the Army-Joe thing... idk, throwing Joe under the bus...

Also I think I won't look at warp effect tumblr posts anymore... idk, I kinda don't care to read about people's thoughts on it because it's already tiring to watch the show, much less read people's thoughts on it. Might seek out specific gifsets if I really want one though.

Ep 7 (Apr 25)

7-1

lol everybody having fun while Alex can't orgasm

Liu's boss... ew

Rose and Jedi are cute heh

plss not Jedi being one of the men who wants their gf/wife to go open relationship but then is jealous she's is getting more partners and having fun and such

I'm glad we get kissing and sex with with Jedi and Rose because I swear so many times when trans actresses are cast, they either get no romance or very chaste romance with hugs at most

aw shucks, I'm guessing Jedi's dick hurting is gonna lead to the hospital visit in Alex's photo

7-2

oh also, ig I didn't think about the fact that Nim would have to marry whoever she has a kid with?

heh quick decision to have a freaking child

I'm also not sure Nim having a child is even the right decision

New looks soo attractive in the bar scene

I love Alex trying to mend the relationship with Ice

ewwww not Captain asking Kat to be his gf in public with flowers and such. It puts pressure on the one being asked, I hateeee it when people ask such questions in public and then the asker might get angry at being humiliated. I'm glad Kat stood her ground but I'm afraid he's gonna retaliate, esp since he's a pilot where she is a flight attendant

7-3

It makes me so nervous fr when they do anything in public

oh crazy, we're having the not orgasming talk but for a gay couple this time

a little PSA about positions

omg Joe is a side? doesn't like penetration possibly? because he liked the handjobs

Joong's character and Jean are cute man, idk I hope he's not sleazy

ah, Molly and Nim scenes once again

aw man Ew is going to meet the bunny domme

it's cute how excited he is but helloo you're meeting a woman behind our gf's back + camera?!

oh no he's wearing the outfit he gets arrested in

ah cops

you can get arrested for creating porn in thailand?

7-4

Ew begging Liu to stay is still more about himself and how she's the only one who understands him and gave him a chance rather than about her. But the story gets that I think because Liu says that in their relationship she has tried to be what's needed for Ew but Ew hasn't done the same.

ah shit not the captain beating up Kat, that fucker

Ep 8 (Apr 25)

8-1

poor Kat

aww Jean and Kat <3

girl, imagine if you had indeed accepted him, he's a fucking asshole, you'd be in a mess either way

yesss you two should date

I don't even know how to feel at Jean and Alex conversations, like it's not cool or chill dude, just shut upp

In the ep 7 r/gmmtv on-air, somebody mentioned that maybe... Army sleeps with another guy/cheats on Joe (esp if they're not on the same page sexually) and that's why it's a polaroid with the other guy's identity hidden? made me sooo nervous, I don't want that to be true plsss I just thought it'd be because Joe is closeted and so we can't see his face

plsss not Army's rant to Alex about Joe not bottoming

ah, Kim is pregnant and I'm guessing Nim is/will be too. I hope one of them gets an abortion for the storyline here

bruh, Bew was flighty from the jump but also Nim really shouldn't have gotten IVF done so quickly and easily with little though

bruh fuck Bew

8-2

plsss Alex going to Joe to talk about his and Army's sex life is sending me fr

side Joe! and they're fr talking about it!

Ah, Mollie and Nim :(

I really hope Kim ends up having an abortion. She and Ice can make another baby in the future when they're older and more stable and ready

Aw, Ice is sweet but I still don't think they should have a baby when neither is ready

Alex randomly there to help Kat lol

damn, Captain got put in jail, that's good

8-3

I hope Tony's just a nice, regular guy

pls Army being like yep my partner is soo satisfied with my performance to his patient

lol multi-activity full package outercourse

uh... is Kat developing feelings for Alex/I thought she had feelings for a while tbh

oh, Alex talking about Jean in his sleep rip

I hope Jean and Kat don't become enemies, that's my only wish

8-4

I love Joe and Army so bad wtf

Kat and Army's photos now fixed

Ep 9 (Apr 26)

9-1

okay Jedi mentioned always using protection

oof, not them fighting over the HPV

Rose is trans and didn't have bottom surgery so how tf did they have sex so easily in the kitchen that one time lmfao

pls not Ice singing about their child in this club setting

Kim shouldn't be drinking but Ice shouldn't be picking fights with strangers like that and escalating situations either

okay finally abortion mention

Ice let go of your fucking pride for like one second

9-2

hehe Sylvie and Joong scenes

not both Mollie and Jean falling for Tony's charms

okay Alex giving Ice good advice about supporting Kim's decision for an abortion. I wish somebody would also mention that they can just... have a child a couple years down the line

i wonder where we're going with the HPV storyline?

9-3

stop meeting at Joe's workplace I beg

STOP YELLING !!!

why is that man taking a video aghhhh Armyyyy i'm gonna kill you and also that man

ah, Nim and Molliee

ohh Nim's photo went back

not the flight attendant roleplay plss

I'm dying at Rose and Jedi's relationship where they're in an open relationship and flirt with people but never sleep with any of them even though the other one thinks they do lmfao

okay glad Kat didn't just get over Captain's assault and that it still affects her. but she's not portrayed as week for still being affected because it's literally such a big thing

Jedi and Rose are sooooo cute what the hell

not the scent callback

Jedi/Rose cutiesss

9-4

omg Kat and Tony?

Tony is suchhh a flirt that it's fun to see him be taken back by Kat's extremely forward pursuit

so is Tony... supposed to be just a nice, normal guy fr? I hope he is

Rose and Jedi are actually so cute like I'm dead

okay so it's stronger and stronger hinting that Jean was indeed pregnant after that party

oh no, Liu and her fuckass boss creep next ep

I liked how cute Jedi and Rose were but I feel like why introduce the open relationship aspect at all then? Like if they needed to have it, they could've treated it with more nuance and have them actually participate in the open part of their relationship. idk i was like, the lesson isn't that "people in love can't do open relationships" right?

Ep 10 (Apr 26)

10-1

director and main actor dating? and also Tony asking her in public like this too? Captain flashbacks smh

girl, dancing?! omg why is this too much for me, too much public stuff

let's kill Liu's boss

aghhh, they found out about Joe being gay

10-2

Alex barging in and confronting the boss like that in front of everybody. I hate these men's need to publicly "defend" women and confront/fight men without actually asking the women they're defending what they want because this has consequences

had to work really hard to get into the comedy mindset for this sexual harassment storyline because usually... the serious topics are treated serious idk

pussy eating, let's go

oof, Mollie and Nim fight once again

I get Joe so much and it frustrated me that Army doesn't quite understand how much trauma Joe has because of his actions (similar to his bff Alex in that way who just jokes around with Jean as if he didn't fucking rape her)

and what about the puppy play? we doing that still? cuz idk if Ew can do with it?

Ah, Jean and Kat convo about Alex. I'm glad it wasn't messy

10-3

oof, no Kim, you did the right thing

there is no need to feel bad for Ice because he can have a baby couple years down the line if he still wants it after he's more settled

okay he finally mentioned that they can have a kid when they're ready

erotic foot massage, loll yas (+ a little servant roleplay?)

i'm so glad they're communicating, never been so happy to see erotic foot massage and puppy play

omg Jedi proposing (and this time the public proposal feels okay like it doesn't feel like pressuring Rose)

Jedi and Rose are sooo cute. maybe the fact that they have the least screentime & so the least conflict helps with that

10-4

I'm nervous

ooh, a Tony and Jean kiss

this is so fucked uppp, my poor Jean T.T

glad Tony turned out to be actually decent

Once again, I'm hoping Alex/Jean isn't endgame

polaroid photo of Alex's mother and Teacher Saran?

Watched most of this at 1.25x speed tbh

Ep 11 (Apr 26)

I'm really enjoying the show but I must be honest... I'm also kind of dreading it and just want to be done... The Alex & Jean is honestly A Lot for me and idk if they can handle it well and I'm not looking forward to Joe-Army and Mollie-Nim's conflicts either. I kinda wanna just knock out the last 2 episodes by tonight though because I just wanna be doneee

It'll be 1.25x speed for the rest of the show I think. I managed to watch the first 9 episodes at regular speed though

11-1

Ah, Alex's bio dad is actually their gym/sex-ed teacher

damn, we're going so fast with this storyline

dang, more than his mother, his father was the reason for the time travel with the camera gift

Tony and Kat could be cute

pls not the "what if I get dragged by your fans" mentioned

I get that Nim shouldn't have been so callous with Mollie by saying they can be friends but Nim literally had 1) Mollie kiss another boy while they dated and 2) had Bew walk out her while pregnant. I feel like her not opening up or easily trusting Mollie to be a good partner and parent makes sense

Mollie could've just said the stuff nicely as a confession instead of a fight

11-2

let's go Joe (incredibly easy fix for something serious though lol)

I don't get the point of the kicking crossbar thing but sure, ig Joe and Army have made up

girl okay wtf is this promposal from Alex to Jean, idkkkk I'm just not into it

glad Jean didn't say yes

11-3

aw, Jedi/Rose wedding

Army-Joe dance too, Joe overcoming his shyness

no way Ew is proposing right here smh

Tony and Kat are cute too, even if it's all going fast cuz the show's ending ig

I want Jean to be able to speak to somebody openly and honestly about being raped by Alex (like that's literally what it was), whether it be a therapist, a close friend, fucking confronting Alex, idc but it feels like Alex doesn't even give it the weight it deserves, idk

Alex requesting for Jean to get back with him like literally why bro just let the girl be, I beg

11-4

literally, like just let her live her life instead of fucking inserting yourself so boldly, and often so jokingly. i get that you wanna fucking climax and also go back to the future but it's so frustrating to have him want to get back with her romantically out of selfish desire instead of at least helping her altruistically

This is so devastating, I don't fucking want them together fr

omg, her telling him to go back to the past

I guess he's gonna go back in time and do things differently. I'm just glad that in this scenario with how things have played out, in this timeline how original Alex lived, Jean can't forgive him or get together with him. So I'm partially getting what I wanted.

Also interesting parallel with Alex's father who Alex is now refusing to give a second chance, to come into his life, because he fucked up big time as well and there's just no coming back from that to suddenly be a good dad or being involved with Alex's life.

Also, people in the YT comments or on reddit who are acting like "ohhh Alex didn't know, he can't be held accountable for that night/for not knowing about the pregnancy, Jean should've told him yada yada", fuck you like actually. She was a young woman who was raped by somebody she deeply trusted (idc that he was young and drunk and it was "unintentional" - doesn't undo what he did), then ostracized by the school while he was put on a padastal (and left his other friends to follow his popularity), then suspended, then found out she was pregnant at a time when abortion was illegal. It makes plenty of fucking sense to me that she didn't go and tell Alex what happened. It's not even like she was doing anything to Alex in the current timeline, he's the one who keeps inserting himself into her life and pursing her romantically despite her saying no multiple times (parallels?).

Ep 12 (Apr 26)

I don't really feel like watching this ep but I will because I just wanna be done bruh

1.5x speed idc

12-1

please Alex going around and being elated toward Grandpa and Ice who are like ?? lol

omg this is so funny as he gives everybody the advice they need 10 years in the future

12-2

bro there is noooo way they're gonna give Jean's iconic dildo defense rant to fucking Alex

bro you just went on a time travelling mission that taught you about your mistakes when you were drunk this night at this party, c'mon don't drink bruh

12-3

not the Liu-Ew and Jedi-Rose making out competition

Joe-Army have had more sex in public places than in private in every timeline

12-4

pls not the time jump again when he orgasms

Honestly, a pretty fun end and kind of makes me less upset at the other stuff. Like I'm still intellectually upset at it when I think about it, but I'm on a high from the fun stuff, so it doesn't feel as terrible as when I finished ep 11.

Overall:

A unique and enjoyable show, it was so fun to see all these characters in their specific situations and how they deal with them. The characters were all compelling, it's wild how I was into all their storylines. how charming each character/their story was, and how the story juggled them. It also made me see a bunch of actors in new lights, New most of all, as they acted in a role outside of their usual wheelhouse.

I think the most frustrating part for me was how it seemed like although they were getting at it, they never quite acknowledged that what Alex did to Jean that night was rape. It made me quite angry actually, especially how Alex's actions didn't feel like it actually took Jean's feelings and trauma and requests into account. I was at least glad that in that timeline, Jean doesn't get back with Alex.

Rating: 7/10

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hi mama k! For the emoji game:

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

hope you and fam are feeling okay 🫶🏼

Hi babycakes! 😚 We're feeling better, thank goodness. I hope you're feeling lovely. 💕

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

Hmm, tough tough. I can't think of a specific trope but I really don't dig anything that's sad or angsty or just...cloaked in negativity? Nothing is coming to mind right away, but I dig most tropes!

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

According to Ao3, it's actually like it's the only thing i'll ever do, which is both surprising and unsurprising to me, aha. It never fails to surprise me that Omegaverse AU gets the most attention because for good reason, but I personally don't think that's my most popular fic. I wish I could go back and rewrite it honestly but...the hoes (lovingly) love it! 😍

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Hell yeah, I love snippets. Take two!

Mommy Kink...

“Did you have a good day?”  Not a question of why he’s here or what led to him being on the receiving end of such physical violence that then resulted in the marks on his face. It’s a simple inquiry, but you aren’t surprised by the venom in his tone.  “What the fuck do you care?”  “I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t care, you know this.” Your tone is gentle, soft, as you reach for the zipper of your skirt and try again. “Did you have a good day?”  His eyes are on your body as your skirt drops to the floor. They feel like a physical touch, a heavy one. Even broken and furious he still manages to fill this space with intensely sexual energy and your body, fragile from your own long day, reacts immediately. You ignore said reaction as best you can, but you’re sure your hardened nipples are visible through your shirt as you bend to reach for your skirt.  “I didn’t come here to talk about my day,” he tells you, tone sharp and mocking.  “Oh? And why did you come here?”  He doesn’t miss a beat. “I came here to fuck you.”  You in turn do not miss a beat either. “Oh, sugar— that’s not quite the truth, is it?”

Annnnnd...Housewife Roleplay

He reaches forward on his tippy-toes, places a kiss onto Steve’s bearded cheek. When he pulls back Steve continues to fill the air with silence. Bucky chooses to reach for Steve’s shoulder bag, taking it from his body and placing it in its designated spot on its hook a few steps away. His heart hammers against his chest when he makes his way back towards Steve. 

It batters overtime against his ribcage when the senator startles him with a burly arm wrapped tightly around his waist, with a tug and a squeeze that results in his entire front being pressed deliciously to the older man’s own. 

“Smells delicious,” he purrs against Bucky’s mouth, hand quickly wandering down to his ass draped in silky material. Bucky’s heart soars elatedly, his mouth parting to make way for his breathing picking up. When Steve’s big fingers dig into the meat of his ass, kneading, Bucky can’t help but gasp. He feels smaller like this, in this roleplay and dressed more femininely. He’s tempted to drop to his knees right here and call the whole thing off to suck Steve off, but he worked too hard for this. He has to stay focused.

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Questions the unusual nsfw ask game :3

Answer per your comfort/discretion of course!!!

General questions

2 (have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?)

9 (look around yourself. You are extremely horny. What unusual object are you using to get off?)

12 (what's the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?)

16 (you masturbated to starvation. what's the top number 1 food you crave rn?)

41 (what's the best orgasm you had in past months?)

46 (what scent you find arousing?)

Bonus

1 (are you satisfied with your sex life? If not, what would you like to change? If yes, is there something you would still like to improve to make it even better?)

4 (Considering you and your sex life, is there something you are so proud of you want to brag about on tumblr.com?)

My own questions

Are there question(s) you were hoping to answer? If yes, which one(s)?

mayyyyybe I see you rb my stuff a lot and wanna interact with you more but i'm super shy ... can I be 🪐 anon please? in case I work up the courage to ask something again lmao

(Some questions I did not answer, not because of uncomfortablily, but simply because I didn't really have an answer to give 😅. Thank you so much for sending so many questions though!!)

General Questions

2 (have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?)

Oh absolutely! It's my preferred method to get off while on my period (less messy when I don't get my hands involved) but overall it's definently one of my favorite ways to get off.

9 (look around yourself. You are extremely horny. What usual object are you using to get off?)

PS4 controller. Disregarding the obvious need for sanitation, I feel like the buttons and joysticks would feel good, or at least interesting, to grind on 👀

12 (what's the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?)

I was trying to take a nap once, and for some god forsaken reason I couldn't stop thinking about a person being experimented on by aliens. Having their dick and balls filled up with eggs via urethra that would grow in size over time until they were hard and aching 24/7. I'm not sure where the thought came from, but I did end up masturbating to it because I could NOT fall asleep after getting myself worked up. I haven't come across that sort of thing in my current tumblr perusings, but I could see myself coming back to that fantasy.

16 (you masturbated to starvation. What's the top number 1 food you crave rn?)

Hibachi style chicken and rice. It's filling and absolutely delicious what can I say. ESPECIALLY if it comes with yum yum sauce.

Bonus Questions

1 (are you satisfied with your sex life? If not, what would you like to change? If yes, is there something you would still like to improve to make it even better?)

To be completely honest I don't have one asside from masturbating 😅. I'm still a virgin and that doesn't seem to be changing any time soon. I don't put a lot of effort into dating, as both dating sites and the thought of asking someone out make me Incredibly Nervous. So I guess the change I'd like to see would be the opportunity to try new things, experiment, experience, and/or just play in the space with someone else who doesn't mind my inexperience!

Other Questions

Are there question(s) you were hoping to answer? If yes, which one(s)?

45 (What would you love to roleplay as in bed?)

I'm using this as an excuse to talk more about my royalty kink ahdjsks (I paid good money for my Renaissance Fair outfit alright I want to use it more than twice a year alright??). I am chomping at the bit constantly to be a prince who is seduced by their knight. Someone so important and so influential having to learn to take orders from what should be their subordinate. And perhaps to aid in this, a collar and leash could be introduced. A little tug on the leash to go along with the commands, and of course the collar to show who truly belongs to the other. Add a dash of both mocking and genuine praise as well as some body worship and I'll probably be a goner whether I'm on top or bottom. Naturally, the crown stays on.

Additionally, I've been an avid reader of a/b/o fanfics for years and am very interested in it both narritivly and conceptually. Do I have enough self awareness to determine what my designation would be, not really I change my mind every time I think on it too hard. Have I tried making a nest before, yeah what about it? A lot of the posts I see on here are a little too CNC or degrative for my tastes, so you don't see it around my blog too often, however it is definently a point of interest I wish to pursue some day.

mayyyyybe I see you rb my stuff a lot and wanna interact with you more but i'm super shy ... can I be 🪐 anon please? in case I work up the courage to ask something again lmao

Of course you can! Building on my earlier statement, I don't know how to be horny with other people yet, hence my own apprehension to branch out a bit and socialize... so we can be shy together!! I would be truly ecstatic to see you in the ask box again :]

[eggman-is-fat-mkay]

*pinches bridge of nose*

I've talked before about how one of my biggest pet peeves in internet discourse is not even bothering to read someone's entire response before deciding that they're Wrong™ and it's okay to mock them. In my eyes, that reply was about 60% baby, and if you only read the part that was bathwater before deciding to throw it all out, you missed out on a lot.

OF COURSE the point of roleplaying is to have fun. If the rules are stupid, you can bend them or throw them out altogether. Axelofthekey's response was about how they love completely open-ended RP with no rules just for fun and/or storytelling, as long as it isn't pretending to be a game with rules. Their point was that open ended RP is wonderful and enjoyable when they're in the mood for it, but when they sit down to watch A Game, they expect rules to be followed, or at the very least bent equally for everyone and then applied the same way later, not just made up on the spot and forgotten about in the next scene. Hence "Do I get to react multiple times? That's huge actually. I'll keep that in mind for later. It'd be really cool if I got "accidentally" caught by the guards and then used that to bust out in a really epic fight scene."

I'd like to stress that last point. Bending the rules is great as long as you agree on what the changed rules are before making character decisions. You can even make them up on the fly as long as you don't forget about them the next time they would be applicable. You can do that all you want and still call it a game with rules.

It's also perfectly fine to just throw the entire rulebook in the trash because it's boring. That's cool too -- it can be loads of fun and a great way to tell stories -- but it's not D&D anymore, and calling it that feels disingenuous. It kind of feels like you only put D&D in the title of your podcast because no one would've clicked if you'd said "roleplay".

It's the same reason I rebel against people calling anything even remotely adjacent to the pixel-art style "8-bit". When I sit down to watch something 8-bit, I want to see hardware limitations. I want to see sprites going through a palette cycle because that was a computationally-cheap-but-flashy way to do animations. I want to hear music coming out of a sound chip that the people who designed that sound chip never thought it was possible to produce. I want to see an 8-bit computer showing off what it can do. I don't want to see a handful of pixel-art sprites on beautifully rendered, hand-painted backgrounds and text boxes full of beautifully-kerned, high-resolution TrueType fonts, accompanied by a pseudo-chiptune soundtrack that inexplicably has violins in it. Like, yeah, I love that art style too, but don't call it 8-bit. Call it pixel art.

I like blips and bloops, dgmw, but I don't want "Oh boy! Blips and bloops!" to be the legacy of 8-bit. I want the C64 demoscene to be the legacy of 8-bit. By the same token, I think, axelofthekey doesn't want "here are some races and classes, go nuts" to be the legacy of D&D.

When you don't want to respect the D&D rulebook, fine. Open RP is wonderful and chaotic and I love that too. But don't call it D&D. Call it roleplay.

Occasionally I take a peak at DnD Podcast Criticism Subreddits out of morbid curiousity and by god you will find people out there who hate entertainers with every fiber of their being. If they're not playing exactly one-to-one with DnD rules and if they even ATTEMPT comedy or drama dudes online in these miserable little circles shake with rage. I totally think criticism towards a lot of DnD shows is fair, it's great to want the shows you listen to to improve, but good lord

If you talk like this about DnD shows online I know in my heart of hearts playing a tabletop game with you would be misery incarnate