#i think i've been doing my own thing for too long that i'm too resistant to the medical model they have and now that i'm finally with them
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transfagholmes ยท 4 months ago
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i think I'm going to lose at the gender clinic bc despite being on testosterone for 3 1/2 years and almost 2 years post top surgery i really made it sound like i transitioned bc it seemed cool 2 me. this is true! but the details of the other factors like dysphoria are so deeply personal and also largely in the past that it is v difficult to tell other people about. it feels like I'm betraying the privacy of past me to sell my transgenderism to clinicians that don't give a fuck about me. and like. ik that's the game so maybe i'm the crazy one. but. yeah I'm not describing in detail every time i felt miserable about myself or my body. which is exactly what they want so we r at an impasse. :/
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lilaccmilk ยท 7 months ago
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@lulz-nematode-belmont ask and you shall receive ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป and i'm sorry this took soooo long.
Since you were little you've always feared monsters and the dark. Especially the monster under your bed. But as you grew up, you managed to convince yourself that it was just a myth. But now, as you've moved to your new house, over the course of past few months, you feel that the monster under the bed thing wasn't just a myth to scare children.
You wake up in the morning, not even remembering when you went to bed, with bruises on your thighs and your pussy sore. You tried setting up a camera, but "somehow" the camera didn't record anything except darkness.
This time around, you're prepared to stay awake the entire night, so you get in your bed and close your eyes. After almost an hour, you feel your blanket being pulled down from over you. You remain still, and you feel giant hands on your thighs spreading your legs apart.
You feel a presence hover over you, and suddenly you switch on the lights, just to see a tall dark figure, he looks almost like a human, except he has a skin that matches the darkness of the night, his hair as white as snow. His face is pleasing to look at. Even the razor sharp teeth, you feel safe with him around, he starts to retreat wide eyed, but your voice stops himโ€” "You've been visiting me?"
"Yeah" he replies kind of guilty. "I'm not....mad, just surprised" you laugh. "What have you been doing in your visits?" you add on. "I've been fucking you with my tongue. Couldn't resist" he speaks softly.
You blush at his straightforwardness about what he had been doing. Honestly you didn't mind, just hoped that you could've stayed awake while he was busy eating you out. "You're aroused?"he grunts. Your eyes widen, how could he sense that? You, yourself couldn't. "Am I?" you ask to no one in particular.
"Yeah, more so than the other days." he replies anyways. "Now what?" you question to him. "I can leave if you want me to, but if you want me to stay, just know you'll never get rid of me. You will be mine and I will be yours." he replies, his voice turning dark at the end.
You pause for a bit and then just say one word, "Stay." And all hell breaks loose, you're on your back, legs spread, shorts ripped apart and him face to face with your cunt. You try to close your legs out of shyness but he holds them apart, his voice rough as he speaks "Don't try hiding yourself from me, sunshine. You're all mine."
He then wordlessly licks up your pussy. His teeth carefully toy with your clit. He eats you out with so much vigor, it makes your back arch off the bed, and he pins you down by your hips to the bed. He gets so messy, it's like he's eating you out for his own pleasure rather than yours. He continues his ministrations on your poor cunt and you cum around his tongue. He keeps on going until you come 3-4 times more.
"I think that's enough for you tonight. yeah?" He speaks. You're too tired to say anything and wordlessly pull him closer to you to cuddle him.
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aquickstart ยท 11 months ago
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i need to talk to you guys about the colors of the Cattons (Felix specifically) and Oliver. the clothes they are wearing are telling the story of Oliver taking over and leaving his mark throughout the whole movie, with Oliver's failures and successes and a final triumph. holy shit. get in. this is long and ends in ancient greek culture trivia. let;s talk please.
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disclaimer: am starting from Oliver's arrival at Saltburn. before that the outfits are also very intentional, but it's a lot more complicated and it has been discussed before. the world distorts once we are at Saltburn and the story gets truly gothic there, and every detailโ€”including color!โ€”is enhanced in meaning. also, special thanks to @kivlaro for doing this with me, the thoughts on this specifically and the Saltburn craze on the whole. pics and detailed analysis under the cut!
let's start from the beginning. here is Oliver at the door. simple, blue shirt.
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the shirt is sort of its own character. logically it makes sense as Oliver's suitcase is small and he spends the whole summer there, of course he'll rewear stuff a bunch. but it is blue.
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in contrast to Felix, in yellow. yellow is one of Felix's colors (he is the sun, which i've talked about here btw, so this makes sense).
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same to Pamela, in blue. first time we see her, she is next to Elspeth, wearing the color that is Oliver's, taking the place that he takes right away, in this very scene. the only other time she is physically present on screen is at dinner, in black and white, and black and white are a blank slate. she is stripped of color and gone very fast.
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a bit of crucial data for later: Oliver, in blue, and Felix in pink. pink is very important on Felix. this is their first morning together. they are separate and opposite, solid, contained.
where it starts to get good is the morning after the vampire strike.
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Venetia is a Felix extension, just as everyone in the house is to Oliver. i will eventually rant about Saltburn as a whole entity and Cattons as aspects of one self, and Oliver as psychosis, but not here. so, yes, Venetia is a pink riot, a euphoria of self-containment because Oliver gave her a piece of something she felt she lacked to feel whole (validation, attention, care), not a piece of blue, of himself. Oliver is expectedly solid blue. Felix is incredibly interesting and something i didn't pay much attention to at first: predominantly blue, incredibly upset at Oliver for ditching him, with a tile of bright red (on the left! close to heart! over-reaching here but like still!), which still tracks. i mean, really, if i had so much foreign color bleed into me and then abandoned, i'd be pissed, too. nice little touch is sir James' beloved hydrangeas, behind Felix, also pink, very pink, always pink; i don't think i've seen them blue in the movie, although the sort exists.
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Farleigh. sweet baby Farleigh i love you. I'm not dead-set on my interpretation of this specifically but i think multiple things are happening with Oliver and Farleigh here. like Rent, which is their song, blue is their color of outsiders and the triers to fit in. Farleigh points out the favoritism and preference of Oliver to him and his mother here, so it may also be appropriation of color to draw attention to Farleigh as almost (but never quite) Oliver. it may also be as simple as that Farleigh, as much as he denies and resists, still retains Oliver's influence, which bleeds into him very slowly.
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a nice little moment of Felix wearing blue swim shorts with just tiny specks of a pink pattern. Oliver's shorts also have a bit of pink, but less than Felix's. Oliver is pretty good at remaining unaffected and uninfluenced overall.
and we're getting to where it all clicked and started for me. the Quick family house, the failed reconciliation, and the immediate aftermath. oh it's so good.
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on the drive there, Oliver is blue, Felix has a pink polo shirt with a solid blue pullover over it. this is the most blue Felix has ever been (this is the most blue he will ever be!), this is trust. however shaky and toxic it is, Felix loves Oliver and accepts him into his world. as a side note, Oliver's parents are also very blue, mom more so than dad. nice!
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and then it crashes. immediately after, it's the evening of the same day, but Felix is not wearing the blue pullover anymore. this is very, very important. this is rejection. it's the end for Oliver in Felix's world and with his trust. Felix, again, in solid pink, Oliver in solid blue. Felix successfully rips him out with the roots and everything. ouch.
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daddy. sorry. is that highlighter? sweat? fuck. let me- daddy. SORRY
no i actually have a point about this.
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the clothes are replaced by the lights, but we roll with it. Oliver basks in the blue-green light, while Felix is on the other side, in pink and purple and red. sure, blue shines through, and Oliver also walks through the slashes of pink, but it is mostly pretty separate, Oliver watching Felix's pink in his own blue from a distance.
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the morning after palette is deep. the wine color that is so prominent in these scenes is fascinating to me. if i were to over-reach again i'd say it's the Oliver in Felix's attributes and in his place that requires the robe to be so dark, not usual definite pink, because deep blue has leaked into the color itself, mixed with it, made itself integral to the shade. but it's also just a nice color, and it is pink in its core. the flowers (with sir James in the background) i think are also this specific shade for the same reason. you look at what remains of Felix everywhere here, and it is his color.
and finally oh the lunch scene. the last supper. the judgement day. the who's afraid of virginia woolf madness.
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i think we've established what's up with Oliver, but i also think it's important that he is his own color at lunch but in Felix's pink/wine right before and after. lunch is where he attacks, whereas before and after is where he grieves and enjoys. Farleigh is almost completely blue save for a strip of the same deep pink, and he is soon cast out, and Venetia is striped, blue and pink/salmon, affected deeply by Oliver yet still clinging on to the Catton pink with grief, probably, but also love for Felix.
and after all this, Oliver leaves himself.
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no, like, actually, literally himself. sure, he'd got a taste of the Cattons and the pink, but he is a monolith, a solid blue when he leaves Saltburn. he has not been affected by the house, he has taken what he wanted but stayed true and whole. what a power move, honestly.
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but it's an even bigger deal that 16 years later, Elspeth runs into Oliver wearing all white and a blue scarf. oh, she's not let this go, alright; it was a long time ago, "but not to me," she says. What Oliver has been up to in that time is a great question, without a doubt he's been keeping tabs on the remaining family as much as he could; but Elspeth has never moved on, either. She has held on to Oliver's blue and the pink is not important at all now. Oliver, of course, is invariably, unwaveringly blue. welcome back to his show.
and welcome back to his triumph.
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the only color (except for, again, white and black) we see him wear in the flashback about Saltburn inheritance is the all-too familiar deep pink. wine. bright pink mixed with deep blue.
now i will take a liberty and step back, over-reach, over-interpret and go insane. here's a fun bit on ancient greek culture trivia for you.
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this is an interesting and complicated historiographical and linguistic debate that i will not even attempt to relay here, but the essence of it is this: for us, the sea is conventionally deep blue. historically, one of the most prominent civilizations considered "deep wine" to be the descriptor for it (not necessarily the color but the property. highly rec to look this up it's so fascinating). what it gives me here is that Oliver has changed color, but not his self. he has integrated, mixed, but persisted, completely winning over, triumphing. long live the king!
in conclusion, i would just like to propose "colors" by halsey as the next cattonquick anthem. thank you for your attention, please let me know your thoughts. yours, yes, you. cheers. god. peace out
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louisaskywalkerani ยท 6 months ago
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Whispers in the Dark, forbidden embrace.
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Pairing :ย Anakin Skywalker x f!Reader
synopsis :ย anakin reassures you about your forbidden relationship in more ways than one.
CW :ย 18+, smut! minors DNI. no movement but, p in v penetration, cock warming.
an :ย ok this is my first fanfic i've ever written, i'm completely petrified tbh, i tried to do my best, if u can give me some advice, it would be super nice. enjoy this ig.. the end is also inspired by @ohcaptains !!
The dim lighting in the temple corridor casts long shadows. Anakin's footsteps echo softly as he approaches you, a determined look in his eyes. You've been avoiding him, knowing the danger of your connection. Tonight, there's no escape.
"Anakin, we shouldn't be here," you whisper, your voice trembling with the weight of unspoken emotions.
He steps closer, his presence overwhelming. "We canโ€™t keep pretending, not anymore," he replies, his voice husky. "The Council doesnโ€™t understand what we feel."
You look into his eyes, seeing the conflict mirrored in your own. "What if we're caught? The Councilโ€”"
"Screw the Council," he interrupts, his hands gently cupping your face. "I need you. We both know this is more than a fleeting desire."
Your breath hitches as his thumb brushes over your lips. "Anakin, we're risking everything."
"Some things are worth the risk," he murmurs, leaning in. His lips capture yours in a kiss that speaks of months of longing and suppressed passion. The kiss deepens, and you feel the warmth of his body against yours, his heartbeat pounding in sync with your own.
Breaking the kiss, he rests his forehead against yours. "Tell me you donโ€™t feel the same, and I'll walk away."
You close your eyes, the truth undeniable. "I canโ€™t," you admit softly. "Iโ€™ve tried, but I canโ€™t."
With a relieved sigh, Anakin wraps his arms around you, holding you close. "Then letโ€™s not fight it anymore."
โ€”
The night is serene, stars twinkling above as if to guard your secret. Anakin spreads his cloak on the ground, inviting you to sit beside him. โ€œRemember when we first met?โ€ he asks, his voice a soft murmur.
You smile, the memory clear in your mind. โ€œYou were so arrogant,โ€ you tease. โ€œI thought youโ€™d never take anything seriously.โ€
Anakin chuckles, his hand finding yours. โ€œAnd you were so serious. Always following the rules.โ€
A comfortable silence settles between you, the bond deepening with shared memories. You both lie down on the cloak, looking up at the stars. "I used to think the stars held our destiny," you say, your voice barely audible.
"They still do," Anakin replies, his fingers intertwining with yours. "But we can choose our path."
The quiet of the night is broken only by the soft sounds of the temple gardens. Anakin turns to you, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "Do you ever wonder what life would be like if we didn't have to hide?" he asks, his voice tinged with sadness.
"All the time," you admit. "But the life we've chosen doesn't allow for what-ifs."
Anakin's grip tightens around your hand. "We could leave. Start a new life, far from here. No rules, no codes, just us."
You look at him, the sincerity in his eyes making your heart ache. "And what of our duties? Our responsibilities?"
"We've given enough," he says fiercely. "Isn't it time we lived for ourselves?"
The temptation is strong, the vision of a life with Anakin almost too beautiful to resist. But the weight of your commitments anchors you. "I donโ€™t know if I can."
Anakin sighs, pulling you closer. "I can't lose you," he whispers. "Not now, not ever."
"You won't," you promise, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "We'll find a way to make this work."
The night stretches on, filled with whispered words and tender touches. As dawn approaches, you both lie entwined, the weight of your choices pressing down but the warmth of your connection offering solace. For now, in this moment, you are together, and thatโ€™s all that matters.
You lay there, enveloped in the warmth of each otherโ€™s embrace. The temple gardens, usually so serene and quiet, now seem to pulsate with the forbidden energy of your bond. The leaves rustle gently in the night breeze, almost as if they are whispering your secrets.
Anakin strokes your hair gently, his fingers tracing patterns that send shivers down your spine. โ€œIโ€™ve always admired your strength,โ€ he says softly. โ€œYouโ€™ve kept us hidden so well, even when it must have torn you apart.โ€
You sigh, nuzzling closer to him. โ€œIt hasnโ€™t been easy,โ€ you admit. โ€œEvery time I see you, I have to fight the urge to run into your arms. But Iโ€™ve never regretted it. Not for a moment.โ€
His grip tightens around you, as if he fears you might slip away. โ€œI want to show you something,โ€ he says suddenly, sitting up. โ€œCome with me.โ€
Curious, you follow him through the winding paths of the garden until you reach a small, hidden alcove. The moonlight filters through the leaves, casting a mystical glow over everything. Anakin kneels and presses a hidden switch, revealing a small passageway.
โ€œHow did you find this?โ€ you ask, amazed.
โ€œI have my ways,โ€ he replies with a wink. โ€œCome on.โ€
The passage leads to a secluded chamber deep within the temple, one that even you, with all your knowledge of the place, had never discovered. Itโ€™s filled with ancient artifacts, relics of Jedi history, and texts that seem almost forgotten by time.
โ€œI come here to think,โ€ Anakin says, lighting a small lantern that casts a warm glow over the room. โ€œItโ€™s a place where I can be myself, away from the pressures of the Council and the weight of my duties.โ€
You walk around, marveling at the treasures surrounding you. โ€œItโ€™s incredible,โ€ you whisper. โ€œLike a sanctuary.โ€
Anakin smiles, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. โ€œI wanted to share it with you. A place thatโ€™s ours alone.โ€
You turn in his embrace, your eyes meeting his. โ€œThank you,โ€ you say, your voice thick with emotion. โ€œIt means more than you know.โ€
For a moment, you simply stand there, holding each other, surrounded by the silent witnesses of a bygone era. Then, with a gentle tug, Anakin leads you to a small nook filled with cushions. You sit down together, and he pulls you into his lap, his lips finding yours once more.
He breaks the kiss and smiles up at you, taking in every curve of your body, his hands brushing along your thighs as he drinks in the sight of you.
โ€œYou're so beautiful... even more so up close.โ€ he whisperย 
He reaches up, his hand cradling your cheek as he kisses you again. As the kiss deepens, he pulls you closer, his hand sliding lower along the curve of your waist. His touch is gentle at first, but as his passion grows, he holds you tighter against him.
Anakin's tongue explores your mouth as his hands roam over your body, tracing the curves of your hips. His touch is electric, sending shivers down your spine as it ignites the fire burning within you.
You moan softly into his mouth as you feel his fingers brush across your skin, their touch leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. Your hands explore his back, feeling every muscle as they clench and relax beneath your fingertips.
Anakin breaks away from you briefly, trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone. His teeth graze against your skin, causing goosebumps to rise in their wake.
โ€œAni... what are we doing...?โ€ You breathe, biting your lip as his lips find a sensitive spot on your neck.
Anakin chuckles, his breath warm against your skin as he leaves a trail of kisses along your jaw.
"I think you know, love.." He murmurs, his hand slipping under your chin to tilt your head back and expose your neck to him.
โ€œI want you,โ€ he whispers in your ear, his voice low and husky.
His words send shivers down your spine, and you can't help but arch your back, pressing yourself closer to him. Your body aches for his touch, but youโ€™re thankful that he canโ€™t see the way you clench your eyes closed.ย 
Regardless, he can sense you tightening your grip on the back of his head. As you shift up against his thigh, the heat from your underwear burns against him.
He is aware that you are hesitant.
โ€œIt can be like i told you last time.โ€ He stutters, licks his lips, and struggles to get the words out of his throat.
โ€œJust- sit on it.โ€ he managed to say. โ€œIf you donโ€™t want to move itโ€™s alright love, just wanna be inside you.โ€ย 
He buries his head into the crook of your neck and kiss it carefully to not leave any marks.
โ€œAnakin..โ€ You whisper softly as you struggle not to close your eyes to his touch.
He pulls away from your neck and looks up at you.
โ€œWhat? Are you afraid?โ€ย 
Your eyes roll slightly โ€œNo iโ€™m not afraid.โ€
A slight smile appears at the corner of his lips. โ€œThen what is it?โ€
You squint at his attitude. โ€œNothing. I- I just wonโ€™t move.โ€
He nods and slowly kisses your neck, his fingers tangle in your hair, pulling your head back to expose your neck. โ€œAlright, love.โ€
You shift back so he can pull his trousers down to his knees, and you take his cock in your hand, feeling him melting at your simple touch.
โ€œLove,โ€ he whispers, his voice deep and rough. โ€œI want to be inside you. Now.โ€ย 
You feel a surge of heat between your legs, and you can't help but moan in response. You've never felt so aroused, so completely lost in the moment.
You push your underwear to the side, and you lift yourself to sink onto him as Anakin breathes โ€œTake it easy love, don't want you to hurt yourself.โ€
You halt. To avoid pushing him inside of you all at once and hurting yourself, you grip his shoulder to steady yourself.
You push against him once more, and the tip of his cock nudges between your folds, forcing an ache to shoot through your clit and make you dizzy. You pause as a slow burn builds in your thighs, you clench down in an effort to relieve the pain.
โ€œFuck,โ€ Anakin grunts as he wraps his arm around the back of your hips, โ€œLemme,โ€ he mumbles, and he flexes gently his hips up, slowly feeding his cock into your soaked core and kiss your neck again to distract you from the potential pain. ย 
You're gasping for air, you moan softly in pleasure, the heat of his mouth on your skin igniting the fire within you. You've never felt anything like this before, and you never want it to end.
When you finally sink to the depths, the pair of you moan out loudly in unison.
Anakin buries his face in your neck, โ€œNow, donโ€™t move. Just donโ€™t move.โ€ He grunts once again.
You nod a little too vigorously, which creates a slight movement in your hips, and because of that you feel Anakin pulse from inside of you.
he manage laughs falsely and grips your hips more firmly โ€œWhat did i say?โ€
โ€œS- Sorryโ€ You whisper as you feel his wet lips brush against your breasts which makes you throw your head back.
โ€œIf you move again,โ€ Anakin begins to say, panting, โ€œI'll leave the Jedi order and do what I should have done a long time ago.โ€
Anakin always wanted to fuck you properly and it drove him crazy not to be able to do it.
โ€œD - Donโ€™t try to tempt me, Anakinโ€ You managed to say, saying in your head to yourself,ย ย 
Donโ€™t even move.
But Anakin brings you out of your thoughts by licking gently your neck, making you clench around him, causing him to groan deep against your neck.
โ€œI'm warning you, this is the last time.โ€ He says, gritting his teeth and gripping your hips even more firmly, but not enough to hurt.ย 
โ€œItโ€™s all your fault this timeโ€ You whimper as you tighten your grip on his shoulders.ย 
โ€œJust stay still,โ€ He said firmly, concentrating on not moving and coming inside you.
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bachiras-toaster ยท 1 year ago
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dazai teaches you how to suck dick : ฬ—ฬ€โž›
OSAMU DAZAI x f!reader
cw. nsfw virgin!reader, dick sucking, hand job, alcohol consumption
wc. 2.9k
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When the two of you arrived at Dazaiโ€™s apartment to hang out after a long evening at the Agency, you had already made yourself comfortable on his couch as he placed the pizza boxes he had ordered on the coffee table in front of you.
"Nice!-" You beamed, taking a slice before your best friend even had the chance to sit down.
"Hey, don't get too comfortable there without me." The scruffy-haired man smirked slightly as he took a seat on the other end of the sofa, looking at you over the pizza; also putting a bottle of sake down. "You might want to sit closer." He teased lightly before taking a bite of his own slice.
"Alcohol? I like your way of thinking." You giggled, already having grabbed it by the handle to pour yourself a mix into the cup you had preparedly set in front of you.
Dazai laughed slightly, holding his pizza up in challenge as he watched you pour your drink from beyond his bites.
"You can't resist a drink, can you?" He hummed lightly, pouring his own glass once you had finished. "I knew youโ€™d be all over the bottle as soon as I put it down.โ€
"You know me so well." You beamed brightly at him, clinking your cups together when he had finished pouring.
โ€œCheers." He exclaimed with a small smirk before taking a sip from his cup, watching intently as you did the same. Your willingness to drink with him had always amused him, and he couldnโ€™t help but smirk as he felt the need to take advantage of the situation with the spark of an interesting conversation. "So to pass the time... Let's play twenty questions."
"Twenty questions? Alright." You giggled, already beginning to tap your chin thoughtfully. "Well, I've known you for quite a while, so there aren't a lot of questions I could ask, so I'm gonna try to be reall obscure about what I say..." A lightbulb seemed to flicker in your mind. "Aha! What's the worst thing you've been told off for during your school days?"
The man just chuckled lightly at your query before taking another bite of his pizza, considering the question deeply.
"Oh, well, there's been quite a few times Iโ€™ve been in trouble. Usually, it's just for something small like talking in class or not turning in an assignment on time." He grinned, taking another sip of his sake. "...But the worst thing I got into trouble for was sneaking a girl into my dorm room. The dean wasn't very happy about it."
"Seriously?!" You chuckled brightly. "Oh my god, you would do that, wouldn't you?" You asked rhetorically with an amused smile. "Okay. now your turn to ask me a question."
Dazai questioned almost immediately, like he had such a question simmering in the corner of his mind for so long.
โ€œWhat's the one thing you want to do but are too afraid to try?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
You giggled a little, trying to cover your laughs by sipping your drink over your own words.
"Oh, god. This is an embarrassing one..." You mumbled out, hesitant to respond- but figuring you didnโ€™t have a lot to hide from one of your closest colleagues at the Agency. "...I guess probably giving someone a blowjob." She shrugged lightly, bringing her legs up onto the couch to cross them as she drank more.
"Wowโ€” I really expect that from someone who's a virgin." Dazaiโ€™s eyes widen slightly in surprise before he quickly recovered and chuckled, trying to keep his expression neutral. "I'm not sure why youโ€™d think that's embarrassing. It's just something you haven't done before." He jabbed, leaning back on the couch slightly. "Don't be afraid to try it. You never know if you'll like it until you do." He teased lightly, enjoying the playful banter between you two.
"Okay, haha, very funny." You feigned an amused expression, rolling your eyes at his virgin comment. "I get it. I'm a virgin and you're a massive playboy."
"Hey, I didn't say I was a massive playboy! I just happen to be a little popular with the ladies.โ€ Dazai grinned, his eyes twinkling with pride. "I have more experience than you, that's all." He leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees.
"...Have you ever gotten a blowjob?" You asked curiously, but you quickly felt like retracting your statement when you realised what kind of question you had just asked- and to your best friend too! "โ€”Nevermind! Forget I asked thatโ€”"
"Well, it is twenty questions. If you're going to ask, you might as well know." Dazai shrugged, taking another sip of his drink. "Yeah, I have. Feels good." He smiled slightly, trying not to look too smug about it. "If you ask me, it's nothing you should be scared about trying."
"It's just scary because I'm aโ€”... I havenโ€™t done it before." You grumbled, hiding your lips behind your cup. "Likeโ€” I wouldn't even know what to do. And if the guy I lost my v-card to turned out to be an asshole, it'd ruin my whole experience."
โ€œThen you'll just have to find someone who knows what they're doing, then." He winked playfully, his smirk turning slightly teasing. "Or you could always practice on something else beforehand." He casually took another sip of his drink, watching you carefully.
"Oh yeah? And who the hell would be willing to let me practise giving them a blowjob?" You scoffed at his suggestion, only for them to respond in all seriousness.
"I could always volunteer, you know. You know I'd be more than happy to help you out, even if it's just practice."
You froze for a moment, staring blankly at him. You didn't seem to believe that he was being anything but sarcastic in what he was saying, and you just let out a chuckle in order to match what you thought was his playful intention.
"You're funny."
"I try." Dazai chuckled, putting his cup down onto the coffee table to focus his entire attention on you; he couldn't help but grin. "So, are you gonna take me up on my offer or what?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Are you being serious?" You asked plainly.
"Of course I'm serious." He couldn't help but tease you a little bit, enjoying the atmosphere between you two. "You know I'd never lie to you." He added. "But then again... Maybe you're to innocent for that." He commented with a grin as he looked away for a second, knowing that it would get a rise out of you.
"I am not innocent!" You put your cup down on the table, your face flushing as you looked sort of offended at the remark.
โ€œOh, come on, (Y/n)." Dazai chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "You know you are. But that's what makes you so damn cute." He leaned forward, his nose scrunching with an adorable smile.
But you simply furrowed your brows, gnawing your her bottom lip as you seemed to be deep in thought at his abrupt offer.
โ€œโ€ฆYou'd really help me?"
"Of course I would!" He smiled, taking your hand in his. "I'd do anything for you." He leaned back in, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "It'll be our little secret, okay? Just between us. I just know youโ€™d be embarrassed falling into the same palm of mine that so many women have fallen into before.โ€ He boasted, to your reluctant agreement.
"Okay..." You said, watching as he reclined comfortable against the sofa before you began inching closer towards him. "Butโ€” I don't know what I'm doing." You gulped, abruptly freezing at the realisation.
โ€œThat's what practice is for." Dazai smiled, pulling you closer to him. "Donโ€™t worry! Weโ€™ll take it slow, and I'll teach you everything you need to know." He ran his fingers through your hair, savouring the feeling of you sat so meekly opposite him. "I'm actually glad you agreed to this. You have no idea how much I've imagined you in front of me like this."
"Whatโ€”?" Your face immediately felt warm when he said that.
"Don't pretend like you didn't know." He teased, smirking at you. He leaned in close, his lips close to your ear, whispering softly. "And don't pretend that I'm the only one with such thoughtsโ€ฆ You seriously thought I couldnโ€™t hear you the nights youโ€™d let me crash on your couch?โ€
"What are you talking about?" You asked, reluctant to crawl any further towards him.
"Oh, come on," He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with playful amusement. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." He leaned back against the sofa, patting the spot in front of him. "I've heard youโ€ฆ And it wasn't just the occasional moan," he whispered, his hand stroking along your jaw as he leaned in close. "I'm always getting hard listening to you. Fuckin' my own fist and pretending it's you."
"Youโ€” What?" You gulped, your face blushing profusely. You admitted, you did find him a attractive as hell, but never had you thought that he'd have such lewd thoughts about you.
"You were always whispering sexy things in your sleep, about wanting someone to fuck you hard." The man smirked, his hand running gently down your arm before lifting his thumb to trace your collarbone. "It only made me want you moreโ€ฆ The fact that youโ€™d be so bold to make those noises while Iโ€™m here."
He reached out to take your hand to place it on his crotch, which already seemed to have a tent formed in it due to his erection. You gulped as he forced you to feel his hard-on, and you looked up at him, sweating a little.
"You could... Hear that? I didn't realise I spoke in my sleep..."
โ€œWell, now you know." Your friend smirked, still holding your hand firmly against his crotch. "You were really anything but quiet. But truly. Your voice was like music to my ears." Dazai whispered, holding a smug grin. "I couldn't get enough of it." He leaned in close to your ear, his breath hot against your neck. "And I still can't."
You felt like you couldnโ€™t say anything. You just remained seated where you were, hesitant to crawl further towards him; but your hand was still confidently placed on his pants, which you could feel was growing tighter by the second.
"(Y/n)..." Dazai moaned softly, his hand moving to your thigh. "You're making this so fuckinโ€™ hard for me..!" He chuckled gravelly. "How about this, sweet..." He purred, his fingers lacing with yours as he began to guide you to the space between his legs, his other hand moving down your thigh to tease at you. "If you like the feel of this..." He trailed off, his thumb brushing against your clothed cunt. "Maybe you could return the favor? Come on. Iโ€™ll talk you through how to suck dick well.โ€
After a moment, you just nodded, feeling as if you were complying completely.
โ€œOkayโ€ฆ As long as you tell me what to doโ€ฆโ€ You sat on your knees between his thighs on the couch, loosening the bands of his sweatpants so you could pull it downโ€” He had helped you with that.
โ€œAtta girl." Dazai murmured, his voice rough with desire as he watched you undress him. He had even leaned back against the couch, giving you plenty of room to work. "Just take your time and pay attention to how I react." He purred, his hand reaching down to guide your hand to his base. "โ€ฆCโ€™mon... Touch it. Take it all in your hand. Feel how hard it is for you."
As he fished his cock out of his pants, you seemed a little intimidated by how big he wasโ€” you started to understand what women saw in himโ€ฆ Had this been the first time you had actually seen a dick in person? You took his length into your palms, trying to adjust yourself to the feeling before looking up at him and awaiting further command.
โ€œGood." Dazai praised softly, his voice hoarse with need. "Now, slowly, start to stroke up and down." He instructed, watching as your hand began to move in time with his words. "Don't worry about being gentle. I like it when you're firm."
You started firmly stroking your hand up and down the length of his cock, interested in how warm he felt in your palm.
"That's it." He encouraged, his hips starting to roll slightly in time with your strokes. "You're doing great." He murmured, reaching down to run a finger lightly over your lower lip. "Tell me... do you like touching me like this?"
โ€œItโ€ฆ Feels okayโ€ฆโ€ You said softly, continuing to run your hand up and down his cock.
"Just okay?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow playfully. "To me, I'd say it looks pretty fucking hot seeing you touch me like this." He leaned back against the sofa, leaving you more space to work with. โ€œNow, I want you to use your tongue.โ€
โ€œMyโ€”?โ€ You stammered, not stopping your hand movement. โ€œLikeโ€ฆ What do I do? Do I justโ€” Do I need to put it all in my mouth?โ€
"No, not yet." He reassured you. "Just tease me with with your tongue; run it along the underside of my cock." He watched as you complied, his member twitching slightly at your touch.
You leaned down forward a bit so you could run your tongue up the length of his dick. You seemed a little surprised with the surface of how it felt, but you let your taste travel the entire length before you got to the tip, where you swiped a lick over the slit of it.
โ€œFuck." He hissed, his hips jerking up slightly. "That feels so good." He groaned, his hand sliding into your hair to grip gently. "Keep going, (Y/n)." He encouraged, his voice thick with lust.
You kitten-licked his cock, your tongue licking stripes up his dick like it was some piece of candy. The view of you from above only aroused Dazai more- Which you could tell by the way he subtly attempted to lush your head down.
"Oh godโ€”โ€œ He groaned, unable to get the words out fast enough. "You feel fucking incredible." His hips jerked up, his cock twitching almost painfully against your mouth. "Suck on it, (Y/n), suck me off. Take the tip into your mouth first.โ€ He demanded, his grip on your scalp tightening.
You followed his command, finding the tip of his cock and planting a soft kiss onto it before you took it into your mouth. Once the tip was settled between your wet lips, you began licking at it from the inside of your mouth.
โ€œOh, fuck." He shakily breathed out, his hand sliding from your hair down to your neck, gripping it lightly. "You're doing so good, baby." He praised, his voice rough with need. "Don't stop, just keep going. Take more of me down as you go.โ€
You nodded, holding the base of his cock with your hand as you gradually began taking more of his dick inside of your mouth as you sucked on him. Your tongue swirled from his tip down to the veins of his length, your saliva coating his cock.
"Shit." Soft groans were heard from his lips, his eyes closing as he leaned his head back against the couch cushions. His voice was thick with lewd noises, almost hoarse from the sound of it. "(Y/n)โ€” Fuck, that feels so good." Dazai moaned, thrusting his hips forward slightly. "Don't stop, baby. Come onโ€”" He encouraged, sliding his hand down to your cheek to rub lightly.
Your head bobbed up and down on his cock, and you quickly realised that the parts that you couldnโ€™t reach with your tongue, you could just stroke with your palm. Your slurping became more aggressive as you found your rhythm, and the pace in which you sucked him off became more steady.
โ€œFu-uckโ€”" You could vividly hear his panting, hands gripping the couch behind him. He could feel himself getting close, his hips starting to buck forward more forcefully as he gave in to the pleasure you were giving him. "Your mouth is so fucking amazing, you sure youโ€™re not a virgin?โ€
You continued, feeling fuelled by his praise and wanting to suck him off more simply because of how much he seemed to enjoy it. You also seemed to get off to how much his muscles tensed at your tongue. Dazai moanedโ€” Almost a little too needilyโ€” hips jerking up forcefully. His head was thrown back, eyes closed tight as he tried to get closer.
"Don't stop, donโ€™t stop, donโ€™t stopโ€”โ€œ He whined out. โ€œ(Y/n). I'm about to cum. Fuck. Fuck." Dazaiโ€™s breathing hitched as he watched you, his fingers tangling in your hair lightly. He could feel his climax building fast, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. "Fuck...โ€
You kept at the pace you were going at, but your sucking became more desperate as you wanted to know how it would feel to make a guy cumโ€” And partially because of how nice Dazai sounded when he whimpered.
โ€œ(Y/n), open your mouth." He ordered, voice low and demanding. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, and he didn't want to cum in your mouth without permission.
Though thankfully, he didnโ€™t have to. You did as you were told quite obediently, and immediately opened your mouth wide to him, your tongue laid flatly as you let him in. Dazai looked down at your opened mouth, eyes dark with lust. He could feel his climax rushing up fast, his cock throbbing against your soft inside.
"Swallow, (Y/n)." He warned.
As his reddened tip spurt his seed into your wet mouth, you didnโ€™t even need to be told twice before you swallowed it almost immediately without a second thought. Your face seemed to contort a little as you hadnโ€™t expect the cum to taste so salty, nor did you expect it to have such an odd consistency, but you swallowed nevertheless.
Dazai let out a shaky breath, his hips jerking back against the couch.
โ€œFuck." He panted, unable to believe how good that felt. He looked down, eyes soft and smouldering. "I really shouldn't have let you do that." He sighed as he felt your warmth envelop his cock, swallowing him down. He groaned deeply, his body shuddering from the intense release. "Shit, (Y/n)..."
โ€œWhy notโ€ฆ?โ€ You queried innocently, swiping off the cum that dropped from the corner of your lips to swallow in your mouth.
"Because now I want more." He had confessed, running his fingers through her your gently. He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. "And I know you're not ready for what I really want." He whispered, his voice low and rough.
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Domestic Bickering Sentences, Vol. 3
(Sentences for problems - big, small, serious, and light - between muses in a relationship. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"I fail to see what you hope to achieve with this approach."
"How about we just go home and pretend this day never happened?"
"Don't you dare play the innocent with me!"
"Youโ€™re doing that thing where you pretend to know more than everyone else in the world."
"That look in your eye is a pain in my ass. You know that, right?"
"You're untidy! You've always been untidy!"
"You danced like a wildebeest!"
"You're too smart to play the victim."
"Don't be so grumpy!"
"I love you. I've just got a funny way of showing it, that's all."
"You're nothing but a petulant child!"
"I do hope that I'm not about to regret the soft spot that I have for you."
"Close your eyes and make a wish!"
"I can handle my own problems! I've done it for a long time before you came along!"
"Every once in a while, I like to hear the voice of someone who's on my side."
"Do you honestly think that now is the right time for this conversation?"
"Look, we all have tough days. All I'm saying is you've got to do your best to be nice to people."
"Are you mad at me or something?"
"Have you ever even tried to think about things from my point of view?"
"You keep promising that, but I don't see anything happening!"
"I'm competing for your attention again, aren't I?"
"Have you any idea how ridiculous you sound?"
"Can we just enjoy each other's company for a little while?"
"Go on; I know you can't resist the urge to say 'I told you so'."
"I'm going for a walk before I say something I deeply regret."
"So what goes on in here, huh? What are you hiding?"
"You're such a snob!"
"That was a really stupid thing to do!"
"Why didn't you say anything about this before?"
"Don't you dare!"
"You're too bloody perfect, that's your trouble!"
"What happened to your resolution to be more accepting?"
"Don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?"
"Don't be an asshole. Do you want to hear this or not?"
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#40. "am i your husband or your taxi service?"
the first time it happens, mickey doesn't think much of it.
can you pick me up after my shift? too tired to take the L
when mickey is near the station, he parks the van a block away. force of habit from when he and his brothers used to sneak up and collect from people who owed terry money. plus, he doesn't particularly want ian's coworkers to see their stolen ambulance, even though it's completely unrecognizable after debbie helped them revamp the entire thing and paint over it with the logo sandy designed.
here
i don't see you
i'm parked a block away
pick me up at the station
your legs don't work?
i'm tired :(
i drove the van
it's fine no one will be able to tell lol
mickey rolls his eyes and drops his phone in the cupholder. as he pulls up across the street from the station, he sees ian standing on the curb, chatting with someone wearing a matching EMT uniform, a shorter man with tan skin and curly hair.
mickey honks once, a bit impatient since he's hungry as fuck and there's a large pizza he ordered earlier waiting for them at their apartment. ian lifts his head and smiles. as he waves goodbye to his coworker and jogs over to the van, mickey doesn't miss the way the dude is gaping at mickey with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.
the hell is this guy's problem?
"everything okay?" mickey asks, once ian buckles his seatbelt and reclines his seat.
"just tired." ian yawns. "had a long shift today."
"well," mickey puts the van in drive, reaching over the center console to ruffle ian's hair, promptly forgetting ian's weird coworker, "i already ordered a pizza so we can eat then turn in early."
ian smiles sleepily and interlaces his fingers with mickey's. "you're the best husband ever."
mickey shakes his head, biting back a smile. "sappy fucker."
*
after almost two weeks of ian asking to be picked up, mickey suspects something is up. not that he minds or anything, since he makes his own schedule nowadays. after the security business started turning a profit and ian went back to being an emt, he hired a couple of guys to drive the routes so he could work from home and catch up on admin work, freeing up a lot of time in his day to day.
but ian never used to mind the commute. he's the kind of long-legged freak who liked to take the scenic route and go on long runs in the morning, just for fun. absolutely deranged behaviour, in mickey's opinion. but lately, ian has been flashing his kicked-puppy eyes and asking to be chauffeured like a pampered prince and, well. mickey could never resist spending more time with his husband, so he hasn't said anything. not yet, anyway. god he's so whipped.
the excuses ian came up with, however, were more unbelievable as it went on, ranging from the train broke down (mickey knew for a fact it didn't), to spraining his elbow (though he had no problem throwing mickey on the bed later that night with his supposedly injured arm), to how it was going to rain later (it was sunny all day without a cloud in sight).
when mickey tried to call him out on his bullshit, ian either got down on his knees or flipped mickey over and fucked him senseless into the bed, promptly making mickey forget what the hell he was trying to say.
it's gotten to the point where ian stopped making excuses and simply asked mickey to come get him. which truthfully, mickey doesn't mind at all. but he just finds it odd how his beefy athletic husband had gotten so lazy.
"what's with you?" mickey finally asks one day, as ian climbs into the passenger seat.
ian blinks innocently. "what do you mean, dear husband of mine?"
mickey rolls his eyes. "am i your husband or your fuckin' taxi driver? 'cause i've been picking your ass up every day for the past two weeks when you have two perfectly functioning legs."
ian huffs, crossing his arms. "maybe i just want to spend more time with you."
"we live together," mickey points out flatly, "how much more time do you need?"
"iโ€“"
a tap on the glass interrupts them, and mickey turns to see a woman with brown hair tied back in a ponytail, enthusiastically gesturing at him to roll down the window.
"the fuck?" mickey turns to ian, whose face has turned slightly pink. "did you forget something at the station?"
"ah, no." ian scratches his head sheepishly. "sue is just being... sue."
sue waves her hand again and mickey reluctantly lowers the window.
"mickey, this is sue, my supervisor, and sue, this isโ€“"
"the elusive husband." sue grins. "i've heard a lot about you, mickey."
mickey raises his brow. "have you now."
"oh sure," she says, ignoring ian's frantic head shaking, "ian won't shut up about you, yapping on and on about mickey this and mickey that. we're all jealous at the station actually, everyone just complains about their partners while ian keeps gushing about how perfect and amazing his husband is. his words."
"huh." that explains a lot, actually, why there was always someone different waiting with ian every time he came to pick him up, and why they all stared at him like a circus freak. "well, i bet ian didn't tell you the time we stole an ambuโ€“"
"okay," ian cuts in loudly, reaching over to turn the key in the ignition, "we're leaving. i'll see you tomorrow, sue."
"come to the company picnic next month," sue calls out. "it's a potluck and everyone is bringing their family. it'll be fun!"
"uh sure," mickey says, even though a social gathering with ian's nosy coworkers sounds like the least fun thing he's ever heard of. he looks over at ian, slumped in his seat, avoiding mickey's eyes. "I'll check my schedule."
once mickey drives around the corner, he playfully flicks his finger at ian's temple and ian rolls his eyes, shaking his head.
"you yap about me to your coworkers," mickey teases. "you're so fuckin' whipped."
"whatever," ian grumbles. "stupid sue calling me out."
"is that why you keep asking me to pick you up?" mickey asks, amused. "to parade me around like a little show dog?"
"well, eduardo blabbed to everyone he saw you, then everyone kept asking about you and wanted to see you in person, so..."
"hm." mickey reaches over and brushes his thumb over ian's palm. "what do you say about me?"
ian links their fingers together and sighs. "that you're attentive. funny. caring. protective. loyal. the ideal man."
mickey laughs. "you're really overselling me here, gallagher. did you forget i'm an ex-convict, pimp and drug dealer?"
ian waves him off and continues. "kind. loving. perfect in every single way, except when you leave your socks on the floor. oh and that you're hot as hell with an ass that won't quit."
"you talked about my ass?"
"okay, i didn't say the last part," ian amends, "your ass belongs to just me. but i meant everything else i said."
"you really are a sappy fucker."
"you love it."
"i'd love it even more if i didn't have to be your chauffeur every day, at least they get paid to drive back and forth."
"you come with me to the picnic, i'll pay you with favours in bed. i'll even throw in a big tip."
"a big tip, huh..."
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LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION
โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค๐ŸŽฅ Filming with Liam Evans is a dream come true. Every line he delivers, every small movement of his sculptured formsโ€ฆ you're far too immersed to remain level-headed, and you're yet to see him naked. This can't be good.
Liam Evans xย f!Reader โ€ขย rating: E (MDNI)ย โ€ขย tags:ย Porn Star AU; Porn actors; Porn Video; mentions of burglary and stalking (from the porn plot); Celebrity Crush; Cunnilingus; Oral Sex; Vaginal Sex โ€ขย wordcount:ย 1,558ย โ€ขย masterlist
a/n:ย Special thanks to Liz (@candiedcoffeedrops) for the porn plot idea and to Drac (@drachonia) for enabling me so much. It's been a hot minute since I've been able to write anything, thank you for the encouragement guys <3
Visions of Temptation 2024/KINKTOBER DAY 1: Porn Actors AU
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"Now, we can settle things nice and peacefully here, can't we? You can go ahead and call the cops on me for burglary, or you can let me try and change your mind first."
The unexpected offer nearly cracks your resolve, tense facial muscles twitching as your brow rises up just a tad. You're willing to listen, and the man in front of you notices that. He tilts his head to the side in a playful manner, unsuited for the severe situation.
"Don't try to hide it. I know your bed has been awfully empty latelyโ€ฆ"
It definitely was a mistake, giving him the opportunity to speak. You know this must have been him collecting information for his planned theft but the thought of being stalked like this still sends unpleasant shivers down your spine. In lieu of a weapon, you hold on tighter to the phone in your hand, shooting daggers at the stranger in your bedroom. Crossing your arms in front of your chest, the long sleeves of your luxurious pink home robe suited for the lady of the house flutter around you.
"You have five seconds to change my mind."
His eyes widen slightly upon your proposition, just enough to show that enchanting magenta color. He approaches you with a feline step, and you do your best to be sturdy despite the growing anticipation. What would he do?
He gambles with his time. Whatever his course of action, he wastes too many seconds staring right into your eyes, and too little for anything else. And again, why are you hoping for anything else? He's closer now. You give no signs of resistance, and so he doesn't hold back.
A pair of lips land on your own. You don't dare breathe, and he doesn't dare invade your mouth - he's just there, a hot breath, a butterfly-light touch.
"I can treat you to some good time, and then you'll let me go. How does it sound? Think about it."
He whispers that in your ear. In response, you just slowly withdraw and take a look at him.
"Andโ€ฆCut!"
A voice coming from behind you nearly makes you jump, forcing you right back into the reality of your surroundings. You got caught a little too much into that opening scene, but can you be blamed? Filming with Liam Evans is a dream come true. Every line he delivers, every small movement of his sculptured formsโ€ฆ you're far too immersed to remain level-headed, and you're yet to see him naked. This can't be good.
His role in this adult movie is not far from his usual repertoire. While he can transform into pretty much everything that's thrown at him, this bad-boy look fits him remarkably. A burglar breaking and entering into your home, bribing you with some good time, fully well knowing the risk he's taking and being just that confident in his skills. Liam is even more flawless when you're seeing him act up close. You're able to notice so much more this way - the way adrenaline colors his features, the daring gaze as he plays with fire - it's almost as if he's experiencing the thrill firsthand.
"You're both brilliant, I'm telling you! We'll begin the next scene with you two on the bed in the middle of undressing. Remember, Liam, nothing is decided yet. You have to win her over, to earn your freedom. Serve her like she's your mistress. You're entirely at her will!"
Tom's enthusiastic hand gestures make Liam speed up gulping the contents of his water bottle just so he can laugh at the director. You can't help but be sympathetic, he hardly needs those details after all.
"I think we got it, Tom." Liam pats his friend on the shoulder, yet his eyes never seem to leave yours. "We should keep going!"
In the commotion of spotlights being moved around the queen-sized bed in haste and cameras getting in position, you manage not to miss the intriguing little detail that Liam doesn't need any "preparation". It's hardly your first time being on set, yet you can't recall your male co-star getting a hard-on from a cliched prelude to the actโ€ฆand one innocent kiss. But this really is happening, as everyone including you gets in position, and you can all but see the bulge in Liam's pants in your peripheral vision.
The camera starts rolling, however, and all you can focus on right now is making out with Liam. His hands are quickly put to work, and you know it will only get harder to be mindful of limbs blocking the view when he robs you of your concentration like that. Your robe pools on the bed around you, and Liam already has his face shoved in your chest, taking noisy mouthfuls of breather as he kisses your hot skin.
The contrast of him carefully taking off your underwear versus haphazardly discarding his own clothing only highlights how focused he is on serving you. The skillful tip of his tongue turns your nubs into hard peaks as he toys with your breasts.
By the time you're both fully nude and in the middle of another passionate kiss, your withdrawal is combined with a hand making its way towards Liam's beautiful hardness. Your insides throb at the sight of it, mind occupied with thoughts about having it inside you. Last time you had a good look at it, he was on the screen on your phone, and your hand was inside your underwear. Even now that this same hand is caressing him, you find it hard to believeโ€ฆ
Wait, you're not supposed to do that.
Anxiety materializes heavily in your chest, almost choking you out as you expect to hear an abrupt pausing of the scene. Feeling Liam's gaze on you, you return it, albeit with little expectation - and the shock on your features is genuine when Liam takes hold of your hand, and then of your other one, and pins you down to the bed.
He's improvising. Even if he was instructed to be completely at your mercyโ€ฆ
Next thing you know, Liam's head moves down between your parted legs until you find your hot centered attacked by his tongue. You sense a camera closing in to capture his performance between your legs and while in the throes of pleasure, you seem to realize this didn't spoil the scenario at all. The slight change in your dynamics doesn't mean Liam isn't as starved to please you as he was in the beginning - what's more, the measured amount of dominance in the simple gesture should be just enough to make the viewers go crazy.
You know it because it works on you.
Not a prisoner to your own worries anymore, you have little to do other than receiving Liam's masterful methods at making you soar to the heavens. The last thought lingering in your mind before you orgasm is that there simply can't be any co-star of his that has ever had to fake this.
As per the script, you have to let him pleasure you like this for some time until you start begging to be fucked - which proves to be as easy as breathing at this point, and the moment he pierces you with his cock, you can't help the full body shiver that runs through you rather noticeably. What was he bribing you for, again? Your heroine can't remember. All she cares about right now is taking her full of this handsome stranger.
Soon Tom announces another cut and you internally lament the loss of the perfect doggy position Liam had you in. For the money shot, Liam is to take you in missionary, pulling out last minute to ejaculate across your belly. You wish this burglar was a little more daring, but alas, you're not the director.
White hot takes over your vision as your head tosses back, eyes squeezed shut, orgasming one last time for the session. You don't relax just yet though, playing your next line in your head to make sure you remember it, even as you sense the hot emission of Liam's come land across your front all the way to your heavying chest. Tom is going to be happy with how this turned out.
"So? Did I manage to change your mind?"
Turning towards the smug expression looking forward to your response, you card your fingers through your disheveled hair and smirk back at him.
"I'm afraid you're in far deeper trouble now."
Despite the indication for round two, a direction who's not you decided this is where the film should end. Fair. Either way, you're likely going to feel that in your bones all the way to your home, and likely after that too.
A hand appears in front of you and you see Liam standing up next to the bed, offering you a handshake.
"Hope to work with you again someday."
You raise from your sitting position and accept his hand, giving him your best smile despite your quickening heartbeat. "Likewise. You're amazing, Mr. Evans, I hope to get close to your proficiency someday!"
Liam chuckles, leaning in just one step closer as he lowers his voice. "Just Liam is fine. And if you need any help, advice, practice, anything, just get in contact with me, okay?"
Practiceโ€ฆ?
"Will surely do so!"
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taggedmemes ยท 10 months ago
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SENTENCE MEME BALDUR'S GATE 3 / PART SIX
leave us in peace and we shall leave you in kind.
cut the crap.
we just want to go home.
enough of this charade.
i'll not play pretend anymore.
you'll soon learn what it means to ally yourself with the likes of this garbage.
i'm free now, and i'm never going back.
fuck them.
felt good letting off a little steam.
if i burn any hotter, i might explode.
don't get too close until i've found a way to calm down.
it's a bit early to be getting into tragic backstories.
let's save the scar-show for later after we've worked up an appetite for tragedy.
in the grand scheme of things, i'm inconsequential [to her].
she favored me like a child favors a captive pet.
it had the makings of a good stage show, but i did not want to be one of the players.
torture, bloodsport? or perhaps just a good old-fashioned walloping?
you owe me nothing.
i could extort you, if that's what you want.
you're teasing me now.
ignorance is alive and well it seems.
don't make me get the wooden spoon.
you'd best have one hells of an apology for me.
if you think your precious little god holds any power here, you're in for a surprise.
do you treat all your guests so poorly?
i don't like busybodies.
you are as thick as they come.
are you telling me you made love to a goddess?
i shared a bed with a goddess and yet i wasn't satisfied.
shall i share the story behind it or would you rather head straight to its sordid finale?
how are you still alive?
we've come this far together and we'll continue on together.
even i am tired of the sound of my own voice.
i'll rip your spine out of your asshole.
i'll use your blood to spice my stew.
i'll keep you alive until i've sucked the marrow from your bones.
killing me is a waste of time.
you bastard, you ruined everything.
this is an interesting way of thanking me.
a slap is all you deserve.
a hag was never going to help you.
they don't help anyone but themselves.
that double-crossing, filthy, lying hag.
focus on the positive.
forgive the aroma.
perhaps that is why i have survived so long where more fearsome peers have not.
your loyalty is admirable but misplaced.
his kind have charm beyond our mortal means to resist.
who'd keep a secret like that from his friends?
you can't trust anyone these days.
even in the middle of nowhere, he can reach me.
why do you insist on exhuming the past?
people think the biggest threat to a vampire is a cleric with a stake.
they're scheming, paranoid, power-hungry beasts.
i am what i must be, says what i must be.
how does it feel to be a devil?
i can't tell if you're being silly or serious.
you have to admire the man's ambition.
i promise i will not betray your trust.
you kept me by your side despite the menace i am.
i learned quick how to stay alive.
to feel invincible again.
this isn't where i thought i'd end up.
maybe when this is all done, you can show me where you came from.
i'm not normally one to begrudge someone their secrets, but..
i'm already blessed to have you at my side.
don't you cut a fine figure.
i am not some lower city coinlad offering you a tumble.
there is nothing so depressing as learning one's true value.
i could use someone with your skills.
they're ravenous predators with fangs like daggers.
it's hardly an irrational fear to harbor.
you've been decent to me, so far.
everyone's got their own fears.
maybe that's what i like about you.
all of this was for nothing.
if you're here to help, get to the fight quickly.
gods, i thought you were one of those beasts.
i'm not chasing after it, if that's what you're thinking.
the little beast's charming once you get accustomed to the smell of rotting flesh.
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yenalogyy ยท 10 months ago
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Allโ€™s Fair In Love
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A student was found groaning on the ground, having just fallen victim to a prank pulled by one of his peers. He collapsed after dodging what appeared to be a baseball hurled down the hall, which struck him in the face.
His friend, who was beside him, approached and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. It's nothing," he replied as he slowly rose from his fall. Meanwhile, the individual responsible for his mishap was seen laughing, peering from near the stairs.
"Rei-ah, don't you think you're taking your pranks too far on him?"
"He deserves it. I suggest you also keep your distance from him, Kazuha, for your own good."
She then left, as Kazuha scoffed at the bully's behavior towards her friend.
"Y/N, are you okay?" Kazuha asked, concern evident in her voice as she took a good look at him.
"I'm alright, Kazuha. But are you okay? She just threatened you," Y/N replied, feeling apologetic for the trouble caused.
โ€œShe didnโ€™t mean anything by that threat. Weโ€™ve been friends since we were children, so Iโ€™m sure sheโ€™s just saying things. But I donโ€™t understand why sheโ€™s acting like this towards youโ€ฆโ€
โ€œI guess I did something earlier for her to pull this prank on me.โ€
โ€œArenโ€™t you mad? I can tell her off for you if you want me to.โ€
โ€œNo, you donโ€™t have to do that. I wouldnโ€™t want your long friendship with her to be ruined just because of me.โ€
โ€œBut doesnโ€™t it- oh no.โ€ Kazuha took his right hand after noticing blood dripping, possibly from a scar due to the fall.
โ€œLetโ€™s get you to the nurseโ€™s office,โ€ she said, holding his hand firmly and leading him towards the infirmary. Other students couldnโ€™t help but stare in envy, with some even gritting their teeth or biting their thumbs. Y/N couldnโ€™t help but let out a small grin, feeling as if he was the luckiest student, forgetting the whole ordeal that had occurred.
โ€œExcuse me,โ€ Kazuha called out, but there was no answer.
โ€œLooks like the nurse isnโ€™t here. Sit down, let me stitch you up.โ€
He sat in the chair in the middle of the room, as Kazuha rummaged through the cabinet.
โ€œZuha-ya, you know you donโ€™t have to do this, right? I can do it on my own.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s my fault that you ended up like this, Y/N. If only I were more straightforward in telling her to stop.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m telling you itโ€™s okay, Kazuha. Really.โ€
Kazuha had her head hung low, while dripping a small amount of alcohol onto a piece of cotton.
โ€œZuha-ya. Are you-โ€œ He looked at her with teary eyes before wiping her tears away.
โ€œYa, donโ€™t be like this, Zuha-ya.โ€ He helped her wipe her eyes.
โ€œLetโ€™s talk about something else. Oh, Valentineโ€™s is coming up.โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s right,โ€ she said as she applied pressure to the bleeding area to stop the bleeding.
โ€œAnd Iโ€™ve been taking classes.โ€
โ€œClasses? What do you mean?โ€
โ€œA chocolate making class. The local bakery near my place opened up a short class specifically on making chocolates.โ€
โ€œDoes that mean-โ€œ
โ€œYup. I wonโ€™t say who though,โ€ she giggled. He let out a small chuckle, feeling a bit down that she might have someone she was interested in.
โ€œI hope heโ€™ll like the chocolate I make. Iโ€™m gonna put my heart into it.โ€
โ€œIโ€™ll be cheering for you then,โ€ he replied, as Kazuha put the finishing touches on his bandage.
โ€œThank you, Kazuha. Tell you the truth, I've actually known her longer than I have known you.โ€
Her eyes widened, shocked at the fact.
โ€œReally?โ€
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"Ainโ€™t this nice. Greeted by a fellow rival on my way home," Rei muttered to herself.
Caught up in a conflict with students from a rival school, Rei found herself outnumbered and outmatched. The altercation escalated quickly, and as tension mounted, Y/N happened to pass by the area and noticed the brewing confrontation.
โ€œIโ€™m fine. Just leave,โ€ Rei snapped, her pride initially resisting Y/N's intervention.
โ€œDoesnโ€™t seem like it,โ€ He replied calmly, refusing to back down.
Grateful yet prideful, Rei hesitated but eventually accepted his assistance as a means to escape the confrontation unscathed.
After reasoning with the confronting students, they eventually dispersed without further trouble. The presence of a nearby police station and the outnumbered situation worked in their favor, discouraging any further aggression.
As Rei prepared to leave, he noticed the injuries left by the altercation and took her by the hand, leading her to a nearby convenience store. Rei attempted to break free from his hold but found herself unable to resist. She watched him closely, intrigued by his unexpected kindness.
โ€œStay still,โ€ he instructed gently, applying band-aids to her hand and cheek.
โ€œThanksโ€ฆ I guess. Iโ€™ll be on my way then,โ€ Rei mumbled, feeling a mix of gratitude and confusion.
"Are you sure? What if they come back for more?" He asked, genuine concern evident in his voice.
โ€œMy place is just around the corner. Iโ€™ll be fine,โ€ Rei assured him, grateful for his concern.
Despite their brief interaction, Rei never learned his name or much about him. However, the encounter left a lasting impression on her, sparking a curiosity and admiration for the mysterious student who came to her aid.
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โ€œThatโ€™s the whole story. I havenโ€™t talked to her since then, and once I did, wellโ€ฆ you know how it is from that point on. Wouldโ€™ve never guessed that sheโ€™d be the violent type. But I suppose I mightโ€™ve done something for her to be like this.โ€
She stood still, looking far out of the window, pondering to herself.
โ€œWhat is it, Zuha-ya?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s nothing.โ€ She chuckled. โ€œYour story just reminded me of how we first talked to each other before.
โ€œYeahโ€ฆ can we not talk about that, please?โ€
โ€œOh, so youโ€™re saying it was an unpleasant first meeting?โ€ She scoffed.
โ€œNo no no, itโ€™s not like that, it was just embarrassing for me, you know?โ€
โ€œIโ€™m joking~. Besides, I find it cute actually. I remembered you asking me whether I mind sharing a book with you or not, but as it turns outโ€ฆโ€
โ€œBut youโ€™re actually happy, right? The fact that I was trying to make a move on you?โ€
โ€œWha-? Oh, trying to get back at me for teasing you is it? Let me take off the bandages I put on you.โ€
He immediately pulled his hand away from her reach, as the two giggled at their first interaction.
โ€œLooks like youโ€™re all good to go. If youโ€™ll excuse me, I will go and have a word with Rei first.โ€
โ€œWait, Zuha. Promise me you wonโ€™t be so hard on her?โ€
โ€œI wouldnโ€™t.โ€ She let out a weak smile, before going out the door.
And in a flash, Valentineโ€™s day had arrived.
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A/N: Which ending do you guys prefer? Kazuhaโ€™s, or Reiโ€™s ending?
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poetryandfluffycats ยท 7 months ago
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OKAY. since reqs are open uhm would you write madara cucking kuro plz...
like literally fucking fem!reader getting fucked, kuro's clothed boner pressed to her cheek while he kinda js sits back in shock and doesn't know what to do while mama is fucking her rrroughhhh and is like "you like my cock that much? kuros right there you'll make him angry" and shit. idk DOES THIS MAKE SENSE but yeah ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
-๐Ÿ“anon
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A/N: I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THE PLOT OMG SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I hope it's too ur liking I may have gone off the rails a little bit....
Pairing: Kuro Kiryu x fem!reader x Madara Mikejima
Content: Madaras into you, everyone and their dog knows that. Only problem is, you have a boyfriend.
Warnings: NSFW, dub-con, slut-shaming, oral sex(f receiving), cuckolding, dry humping, sexual harassment(?), mentions of cheating, established relationship with kuro, ooc madara(?), they're both ooc tbh๐Ÿ’€, porn with plot
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NSFW oneshot under cut!
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Have Him Watch?~
It was no secret that Madara had a thing for you. He had made his advances-both romantic and sexual alike-very obvious to you and everyone else, not even hesitating to flirt with you right in front of your own boyfriend, Kuro.
Kuro wasn't the type to let himself fall into petty jealousy, he knew you loved him and that nothing would never change that. Therefore, he hardly batted an eye whenever Madara made another stuipd comment about your body, or when his hands would linger for just a bit too long. It was better to simply ignore him and wait for Madara to get the hint. Kuro knew he was strong, but to pick a fight with Madara? Death wish.
So, he didn't aggravate him in any way, letting the bigger man do this thing until he realised he had no chance with you. Which is why he was confused when Madara cornered him in the gym one day, his teeth gleaming in his signature smirk.
"Kuro! My friend, my pal! Got a minute?" He beamed, slinging his arm around Kuros shoulders and pulling him in close, squeezing so hard you'd think he was trying to suffocate him.
"Uh, I'm a bit busy right now" Kuro pushed him off, dusting himself off and returning his attention to the weights he had been lifting. "Maybe later"
Madara smile didn't waver, if anything it only grew in size. Clearly, he had no interest in leaving anytime soon, not even when Kuro desperately wanted him too. Whatever Madara wanted from him, he didn't have the time for it. Not now, hopefully not ever.
"Ah, cmon! It'll only take a second!" He chirped, plopping down on the bench beside Kuro, crossing his legs and watching as the redhead started his reps. "Hey, working hard or hardly working, am I right? Hahaha~"
"Out with it, Mikejima" Kuro grunted, resisting the urge to smash his weights straight in the mans face. All he wanted was a peaceful workout, was that too much to ask for?
Madara laughed, waving his hand dismissively as if to clear the tension. "Always so blunt, I've always liked that about you y'know!" He grinned, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. "So, you and (name), huh? How serious have you gotten with her? Is it marriage?"
Now he was just starting to piss him off. How was this any of his business? Sure, you and Madara were friends, but where did he get off asking for details about your relationship?
"She's my girl, yeah" Kuro answered, praying that his short replies would deter him from the conversation. If that was even possible.
"Right, right. And just hypothetically, if she were to cheat on you, would you be mad?"
Kuro tighten his grip on the weights, his knuckles turning white at the strain. "What are you getting at? You trying to start something?" He said through gritted teeth, shooting a glare in the brunettes direction.
Madara chuckled, putting one hand up in defence and using the other to playfully slap Kuro on the shoulder-a gesture that he did not appreciate, might I add. "Woah! Easy, I don't wanna fight ya! I'm just curious. Hey, maybe you'd let her cheat on you, I don't know what you're into!"
Kuro dropped the weights, the metal making a loud 'clunk' sound as they hit the floor, causing the other members of the gym to look over and stare at the two. Not that he gave a damn, oh no. Not when this clown was making a scene. How dare he suggest you would have an affair? Was he out of his mind?
"What's wrong with you? Of course I'd be mad, what makes you think I'd be cool with that? Get lost man" He spat, shoving him aside as he rose to his feet. The blood rushing through his veins felt as if it was burning as he sped away, not wanting to spend another second with such a fool.
What even was that? Kuro had gotten used to Madaras teasing and loud personality. Hell, he'd even grown to enjoy it to an extent. But this was just insulting. Why was he even saying those things? Did he know something Kuro didn't? Had you....
No, that was silly. You would never be unfaithful, that just wasn't you at all. Yet here he was, images flooding his mind of you tangled in Madaras arms, both of your bodies sticky with sweat and cum as you screamed his name. It was disgusting.
But so, so hot.
Shit.
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You and Madara were friends. It was normal for friends to hang out alone in each other's bedrooms, even if they were the opposite gender, right?
Yeah, of course it was fine! Who were you kidding, it was perfectly acceptable.
You two were good friends, the best of friends! So it was normal for him to hug you, to wrap his arms around your waist from behind and pull you closer. He was a touchy person, after all. It was totally okay for him to nuzzle into your neck and inhale the smell of your perfume, to pepper kisses all over your jawline, to grind his erection against your ass-
Wait a minute.
"H-hey! What are you doing?" You yelped, squirming around in his grasp in a feeble attempt to escape his hold. It didn't matter how close you were, there was no way you'd be comfortable with this!
"What's wrong?" He cooed, your wiggling only seeming to excite him further as he continued his humping. "Friends cuddle all the time! Or are we not friends anymore?"
"This isn't cuddling! This is-ah! This is, oh fuck! This is sexual harassment, you perverted fuck!" You cursed yourself for allowing your voice to crack, letting those dreaded moans spill out like you were some whore who enjoyed this. Which, of course, you didn't! You didn't like it, right? Dammit!
"Sexual harassment, huh? If that's what floats your boat" Madara chuckled, pushing his hands past the hem of your skirt, groping the soft flesh of your thighs.
You squirmed around, hitting at his chest and clawing at his arms. It was no use, damn him and his muscles! In this position all you could do was stand there and take it, because in all honesty, you knew that no amount of protesting would get him to stop. Even of you did get away, it wouldn't be for long, Madara was as stubborn as ever and you knew for a fact that he wasn't afraid to use force to get his way.
You just didn't realize that part of him would ever show itself to you.
"Kuro. Kuro will be home soon, and he'll-ah! He'll kick your ass!" You threatened, snapping your head around to glare at the man behind you. Using Kuro as a form of defence probably wasn't the best idea, but it was your last resort. Begging and trying to fight back certainly didn't work against Madara.
He just laughed. "Maybe we can have him watch"
"What do you-"
A sudden knock at the door cut you off, the familiar voice of your beloved boyfriend coming from behind it. "Uh, (name)? Do you have someone over? Why's the door shut? Can I come in?"
Oh fuck. No!
It suddenly dawned on you just how horrible this would look to Kuro, you pinned against another man with his hands up your skirt? Anyone would think you were a cheating whore! No matter how much you tried to explain the situation, it would still look the same. You had dug your own grave by even letting Madara come over!
Madara pressed his lips to your earlobe, nipping on the soft flesh and whispering lowly, "Do you want me to stop?"
Yes! No! Maybe?
God, why did it have to feel so fucking good?
"Babe? I'm coming in"
"Wait-ah-no! Don't-"
Too late.
The door swung open, the face of your wide-eyed and shocked boyfriend sending a wave of guilt down your spine. He looked at you, then Madara, then you again, his mouth opening and closing but no words coming out, only surprised mumbles and stutters.
You honestly couldn't tell if he was angry, sad, confused, aroused, maybe a mix of all three? And it didn't help that you were unaware of what emotions you should have been feeling either. Should you scream for help, or moan in pleasure? Push Madara away or pull him closer?
"Kuro... this isn't..." You started, trailing off when you glanced over the very obvious tent in the redheads jeans. Oh. Oh shit.
So he was aroused by this? What even was this? Some twisted form of roleplay? A fetish that the two men discussed that you didn't know about? Did Kuro actually like this, or was his body reacting subconsciously?
Either way, you didn't have much time to think about it before Madara picked you up from under your thighs and tossed you onto the bed like a ragdoll, wasting no time in climbing in between your thighs and nuzzling his nose into your panties.
"Mm~ You smell so good" He purred, the vibrations of his voice sending a wave of pleasure to your core, a gasp mixed with a whorey moan leaving your lips at the feeling.
The redhead in the doorway cleared his throat, footsteps echoing in the room as he made his way over to where you lay on the bed. He sat down beside you, a hand coming out to gently stroke your cheek. It was a soothing action. One that might have made your heart melt if there wasn't another man currently lapping at your panties like a starved dog.
"Is this okay? I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about it first.." He apologised, his face flushed pink and his lips turned upwards into a small smile. "Just tell me if your not enjoying it and I'll kick him out, alright? That's okay?"
You gulped, then nodded, bringing your own hand up to hold his as you squirmed around on the mattress, your mind slowly but surely becoming goo at the pleasure spreading through your veins.
"Ah!- I don't know"- Madara looked up at you with those big brown eyes, choosing that moment to flatten his tongue against your clothed clit, making a show of slurping and smacking his lips together -"f-fuck yes! Oh god, please!"
With consent finally granted, Madara hooked his fingers under the waistband of your panties, pulling them down in a second and diving straight into the heat of your pussy. He flicked his tongue up and down, side to side, round in circles and everywhere he could possibly reach inside of you.
Anything to make you scream his name, and scream his name you did. You threw your head to the side, falling into Kuros lap, as he brushed over that one spot, a spot that not even Kuro had reached before.
"Shit! Right there! Ah-ha~ Madara" You cried out, wrapping your legs around his head in a death grip, shoving his tongue even further inside you. "So good!"
He pulled his tounge out of your wet hole, opting to swirl and flick it over your clit. You withered and squirmed around on the bed, griping onto the sheets as hard as possible. The knot in your lower belly was starting to build, and both Madara and Kuro could tell. Your whole body felt as if it was on fire under Madaras touch, every inch of your body begging for release.
It just felt so good. So, so, so good-
"Ah-gonna cum!"
Your orgasm washed over you like a wave, toes curling and eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your lips parted and you were panting so heavy you barely had enough breath left in your lungs to moan or even scream. Juices splattered all over the face of the man in between your legs, dripping down his chin as he drank it up like it was the finest wine in the world.
Madara pulled away from your swollen cunt, climbing up onto the bed and hovering above you, leaning down to capture your lips in a quick kiss.
"Aren't you a little slut, huh? Getting off on my tongue while your boyfriend watched? You came so quickly, does he not treat you right?" He cooed, brushing a strand of hair away from your eyes.
Kuro, who had been dead quiet the whole time, finally spoke up. "You didn't have to be so rough with her" He grumbled, stroking the top of your head.
Madara huffed, a grin tugging at his lips. "She loves it! Don't you know what your own girlfriend likes?" He rolled his eyes before returning his attention back to your blissed-out form. "Ready for more, sweetheart?"
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unnoticed-poison ยท 9 months ago
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๐šˆ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ! ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š”! ๐™ท๐šŠ๐šฃ๐š‹๐š’๐š— ๐™ท๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š• ๐š…๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š‡ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ยฐใ€ ๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— ๐Ÿ‘ ใ€‘ยฐ
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So I forgot I explained the situation in my other yandere fic but not this one so I'll do it now so everyone will know.
The reason some girls are genderbend is because I can't exactly write yaoi or yuri cause of my religion, the most I could do for them is turn them into males so they can be romantic yanderes, hope you guys understand.
Also because I like to write genderbend as well.
The treatment Valentino gives Angel Dust will be mentioned of course, and not all the girls will be genderbend, it depends on how the story will go.
So anyways enjoy the chapter โฃ๏ธ
ห–เน‘โ€งหš๊’ท๊’ฆโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆ๏ธถ๏ธถโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆหšโ€งเน‘ห–๐“†ฉ๊จ„๏ธŽ๐“†ช ห–เน‘โ€งหš๊’ท๊’ฆ๏ธถ๏ธถโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆหšโ€งเน‘ห–
Things were not going so well for Charles at the meeting.
"And then I went ahead and invited her to my place-"
This ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ won't stop babbling about useless stuff and avoiding the topic at hand.
"- I failed to seduce her since she's so oblivious, but I can always try again next time," Adam said nonchalantly, taking a bite out of the rib as he glanced at him. "So what did you do this weekend?"
"Sir." The exterminator standing behind Adam looked less than thrilled while listening to his boss's chattering as well. " There's only a few minutes left for the meeting."
"Really? Oh well, you can start talking then."
Fucking finally.
Charles stood up after clearing his throat, holding up his papers as he started explaining the situation at hand.
"So I'm sure you're well aware of the overpopulation issue we're currently facing, I would like to suggest-"
Adam interrupted him. "OH that's not a problem at all! we're taking care of that just fine, Lute!" He called out as Lute stepped closer to him. "How many demons did you kill this year?"
The exterminator's voice was blunt as he answered. "Got a good 275 sir."
"275!? Badass! Awesome job danger dick." They fist-bumped as he said this, making the demon frown.
They're proud of that..?
"You know those are my people, right..?"
Adam laughed. "Of course! And that's what makes it even better!"
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Charles continued. "As I was saying, all our problems will be solved if we rehab those sinners and cleanse all their souls so they can join you guys in heaven and the extermination won't be needed anymore!"
He explained as fast as he could while holding up each paper. " The redeeming process will take place in my hote-"
"That's enough."
Huh?
"But I haven't finished yet-"
"I've heard more than enough, if what you're suggesting is letting those miserable fuckers climb up the ladder then you can forget about it, that's the dumbest idea I've ever heard in my long, loooong life."
"Everyone makes mistakes! They can redeem themselves-"
"They had the chance to do that when they were ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ, now that they've earned damnation, it's no one's fault but their own," Lute spoke in a scornful tone, his eyes narrowed in disgust. "And for your information, angels ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต make mistakes."
Charles narrowed his eyes at him in return. " You really think so."
The man smirked. "I ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ so."
Adam, visibly annoyed, slammed his hands on the table, making them both stop. "Alright that's enough!"
He rose to his feet and made his way over to Charles until they were standing face to face. " Look here pal, hell is forever and there's nothing, and I mean absolutely ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ you can do about it, so I suggest you give up now, and I'll pretend I never heard any of that bullshit."
A sneer of contempt crept over his face as he towered over the boy, he looked too much like his father, just looking at him made him ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ.
"You should consider yourself lucky that damned snake gave you a pardon from the extermination or else you and your hellborn kind would've been dead a long time ago."
Charles could feel his blood boil, his face flushed in rage as he scowled at him.
This damned bastard-
Before he had a chance to respond, the angel suddenly stepped back.
"And now that I've got your and the audience's attention, I would like to announce that we've made a determination!" With a triumphant smirk, Adam turned his head to stare directly at where the camera was.
...?
Confused, Charles turned his head to where Adam was looking.
....
Shit!
There was a camera?!!
How come he didn't notice it!
"-To move up the next extermination."
What?!
"Wait a second that's not-!"
"I can't wait a whole year to slaughter those little cunts, I know the day just finished, but we'll be back in six months!" Taking hold of both the drone and Charles's hand, he sent a menacing smile to the camera. " Enjoy those next few months dear sinners! Cause they might be your last."
Once he said that, he roughly threw them out of the room and returned to his seat while bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Wait!" The demon exclaimed, papers scattered around him as he tried to enter the room again. "Hold on a moment!"
"Now where is my favorite angel-" was the last thing he heard Adam say before the door slammed shut in his face.
......
Frustrated beyond words, his face scrunched up in anger as he slammed his fist into the door.
"Fuck!"
This was not how this was supposed to go!
He made things WORSE.
He then heard a voice come from the small drone.
"Looks like Lucifer's brat fucked things up for us all! What a shocker, I'm sure your father will be ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ."
....
He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a deep sigh as he dropped his head, feeling defeated.
"Excuse me, are those yours?"
Huh?
Charles lifted his head and looked over his shoulder.
Despite the woman being out of uniform and wearing a simple dress, he was certain that she was one of the angels with the wings and halo.
Moreover, the giant hammer in her hand, still dripping with blood, served as a stark reminder of her rank.
Her other hand was holding the papers he drew at the hotel, with a basket hanging from her wrist.
Was that an egg?
Despite being a little disturbed by the sight, he couldn't help but be drawn by her looks.
She's pretty...
"Sir?"
Charles snapped out of it, a flush spread across his cheeks when he realized he'd been staring too long.
With a sheepish nod, he stood up and brushed off his clothes as he went over to you.
"Oh yeah they're mine!"
With a nod, you extended the papers. "Here you go then." You said, handing him the papers, some were stained with blood.
He looked at the stained papers for a moment before taking them off your hand. "Am.. thanks."
"No problem, have a nice day."
With that being said, you walked past him and towards the room he just got kicked out of.
His eyes followed your back for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh and turning around to leave when he suddenly paused in his tracks.
Wait..
๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ
๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ?
Perhaps you're the one that arrogant prick was talking about?
๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ..๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ...
Maybe it wasn't too late yet!
If he could convince you of his project then maybe...
Perhaps you could help change Adam's mind as well!
Or at the very least move the extermination back to once a year like usual.
"Miss! Please wait!"
Turning back, he quickly headed over to you.
Upon hearing that, you paused and turned back to him with a raised brow. "Do you need anything?"
"I'd like to speak with you about something urgent."
You silently glanced back at the door and then back at the blonde, you had arrived just in time to witness him get thrown out by your boss.
So you had a pretty good guess on why he wanted to discuss with you.
"I'm sorry but my boss's words are final, I have no say in them, so whatever you spoke with him about I can't do anything."
That was mostly a lie, but the blonde didn't need to know that.
"Please! I beg you, it will only take a minute."
Gazing at the sheer desperation on the man's face, you couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him.
..........
.....
Damnit.
You finally let out a sigh. "Go ahead, I can't promise anything though."
?!
Charles's face lit up with happiness as he gave you a beaming smile.
"Thank you!"
Despite your visible disinterest, the man excitedly explained his entire project to you in detail.
There might be hope to clean up the mess he made after all.
ห–เน‘โ€งหš๊’ท๊’ฆโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆ๏ธถ๏ธถโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆหšโ€งเน‘ห–๐“†ฉ๊จ„๏ธŽ๐“†ช ห–เน‘โ€งหš๊’ท๊’ฆ๏ธถ๏ธถโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆโ‚Š๊’ท๊’ฆหšโ€งเน‘ห–
Hope you guys liked the chapter!
I really need to focus back on my Yandere Animation Studios fic, that thing only has the trailer chap posted ๐Ÿ˜ญ
Anyways until next time โฃ๏ธ
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crisiscutie ยท 6 months ago
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Wowww!!! I absolutely loved your latest post! I was just wondering if you could write rebirth Sephiroth cucking Rufus with the darling in front of him? Showing him that she belongs to only Sephiroth now. I'm living for the new beef between those two. ๐Ÿคญ
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Thanks for the feedback anon! And yes, I love it too! I always loved the idea of a Yandere stealing their darling away from their love rival, and especially claiming them right in front of said rival... Bonus points for this position ๐Ÿ˜
pairing: ๐Ÿ7R Sephiroth/Older Sister Darling ๐Ÿ‡
(With some Rufus/Darling)
Beach fic here.
Content warning: NSFW. Yandere Sephiroth. Curvy Darling. Dubcon/Noncon. Emotional Abuse.
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The snake's playtime with his bunny prey was finally over.
Sephiroth held your thick, jiggling thighs upwards, your back pressing against his torso. Your tight, stretchy asshole seemed to accommodate his cock well enough.
With each powerful thrust from Sephiroth, your meaty pussy lips moved, granting the shocked new president a lovely view of your wet, pink depths.
Rufus wanted to ignore your welcoming cunt, but his eyes couldn't tear away from it. The bulge in his pants grew stiff, making this experience even more uncomfortable for him.
Your cunt was gaping from the monstrous spawn you had birthed earlier. Sure, it was rather intense, but you'd do it all again for your sweet little brother.
Sephiroth's slit eyes and cold sneer stayed on Rufus, even as he "spoke" to you softly...
"I've won. I've won in every way." He chuckled and pressed his lips against your ear. "You're mine. You're mine for life. And you can't resist me. You'll always come to me, won't you?"
Waves of pleasure washed over your body as blood rushed to your twitching clit. Your resistant, pouty lips trembled against his dominant will until the end, finally curving into a euphoric and gentle smile.
"...Y-yes! I belong to my sweet little brother! I love you, Sephy~!" Your lovesick eyes rolled back as his cock in your tight asshole found your weak spot, making your neglected cunt even more wet.
No one will understand the immense difficulty he faced in restraining his own euphoria. It was a testament to his hard work, a long and tedious journey of breaking your mind, rewiring it, and training it from the ground up.
His mission to have full ownership over you, his precious big sister, and eventually his wife, had been achieved. Mother was so proud of him...
It's even more cathartic that you did this all in front of his love rival, who somehow thought he had a chance with you.
Sephiroth stopped thrusting for a moment, his pupils dilating. "And I... love you, my darling sister. My darling wife." His words held a double meaning, one filled with twisted love for you, while the other a cruel taunt directed at Rufus.
He continued fucking you, going faster now.
Rufus clenched his fist as his other hand rested on the trigger finger of his rifle. Never before had he been so tempted to reduce someone to paste. But he didn't want to hurt you, like he constantly did in the past.
Lying to you about his involvement with AVALANCHE to stage a rebellion against Shinra. Sticking to his plan to rule the world with an iron fist. And he had the audacity to state that he owned you because you were SOLDIER!? And called you out for working AVALANCHE when he did the same thing!? The hypocrite.
He was just a lonely rich kid, thinking he was the chosen one to rule the planet while living in his father's shadow.
"We'll be together forever, won't we, Sephy?" you gasped, nearing your crescendo.
"Of course... We'll be together. Forever." he replied. His gaze returned to Rufus, his sneer growing even more wicked.
You squirted your cunt juices all over Rufus' desk when Sephiroth came into your tight hole, filling your guts to the brim.
Out of the two sweet boys you grew up with, the right one for you had never been so clear...
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Maybe I will do more? ๐Ÿ‘€
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belladonnadawn ยท 2 months ago
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Point Of No Return
After finding out about your infidelity, Xanthus hatched a plan to make sure that you will not do such thing again. Xanthus x Reader Content Warning: Mentions of torture and violence. (I don't know if I should put yandere since he's just like that apparently.)
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Xanthus is inconsolable. After the revelation of your affair came to him, he was left bewildered. You tricked him, you deceived him, you took him for a fool. He knew that the signs were there, but he disregarded it, thinking that his trust in you is bigger than those doubtsโ€“ a regret that he'll always hate himself for.
A part of him is in disbelief that you managed to cheat on him. He wondered how long this has been going on. Days? Weeks? Months? Either way, the fact that you managed to conceal it was impressiveโ€“ especially when both of you are tethered by the bond.
He watched as you kissed him goodbye. The kiss lasted too long for his liking. Betrayal swelled in his heart. Xanthus observed you, wanting to know if you feel what he's feeling. Then, you paused. His eyes widened slightly, maybe you will come around. But instead you gave him another kiss before parting.
His fist was clenched tight as he witnessed it. It felt like an insultโ€“ a blatant display of mockery. The urge to confront you and let all his burdens out was strong, but he resisted. He's better than that. A cheap confrontation does not cut it. He knew he needed to do more. Something that will assure him that you won't commit this sin anymore for as long as he lives.
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Xanthus was known for his swiftness and precision in battlefield and in confrontation. After all, he was a warrior before he was a vampire. The skills that he had were honed by centuries of experience.
He witnessed war, famine, and destruction in his own eyes. But seeing you with that man opened a new kind of pain in his heart. Despite anger and betrayal dominating him, he knew that he can't hide the fact that witnessing your adultery broke something in him.
โ€œPenny for your thoughts?โ€ Your voice drifted him away from his thoughts. โ€œYou seem preoccupied,โ€ Sitting beside him, you can almost feel the tension. You don't have to ask why, since you felt like you already know the answer.
Xanthus gave you a weak smile, โ€œNothing, I've just been exhausted.โ€ He held his card close, not wanting to let you in. Today is not the day where he should reveal his cards. He has a lesson prepared for you and he'll make sure it is something that you won't forget.
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You were beyond anxious when Sam stopped answering your calls. He wasn't in his apartment, his office, or a friend's. Searching far and wide, there are no traces of him. You tried to calm yourself down to minimize Xanthusโ€™ suspicion, but it was ineffective.
โ€œWhat's wrong? Your heart seems to beat out of your chest.โ€ Xanthus pulled you close, โ€œDid something bad happen? I can feel how restless and nervous you are.โ€
Closing your eyes, you relished in his comfort despite the situation. โ€œI was just thinking about my loved ones in my hometown,โ€ You stated giving a small hint of truth.
He nodded understandingly, โ€œAh, yes. The fear of the unknown. Do you want to talk to them? I can accompany you.โ€ A sweet smile plastered on his face. Instead of feeling comforted, your anxiety spiked higher.
You shook your head, โ€œThank you, Xanthus. But I'm fine.โ€ A small smile flashed in your lips as he kissed your forehead.
He is comforting, like a warm blanket on a rainy day. A hint of guilt crept in; you tried to bury it, but before you could a subtle hint of satisfaction filled you. It was strange, but welcome.
โ€œI can appease your mind,โ€ He caressed your cheeks.
โ€œReally?โ€
โ€œYes, you should know by now that I'll do anything for you.โ€ He presented his hand out, โ€œLet me guide you, my love.โ€ Warmth spread on your cheeks as you gently took it.
You watched as he gently guided you deeper in his mansion. As you went deeper, you felt his eagerness and excitement. Curiosity filled you as you both halted in front of a door.
Your heart dropped as Xanthus opened the door. No one could've prepared you for what lies ahead.
You felt suffocated as your eyes landed on him. His arms chained to the wall, feet barely standing up, and his face almost unrecognizable. If it wasn't for the subtle rise on his chest, you'd believe that he's dead.
You finally found Sam.
Xanthus stood beside you, โ€œYou don't have to search for him. Did I appease you?โ€ He tilted his head, almost wearing a grin.
It felt as if the ground was going to swallow you whole. A mix of shame, shock, and fear coursed through your body. Your secret spilled with a big mess, everything that you did to cover it up broke down.
โ€œXanthusโ€ฆโ€ You turned to him, face filled with horror. โ€œI wasn'tโ€“ it wasn't supposed to end like this.โ€ Your voice falters as he gazed at you with an unreadable expression. But you don't have to know what he feels, you can feel it yourself. The burning and ever consuming rage consumed you too.
โ€œHow is this supposed to end?โ€
โ€œIโ€ฆโ€ Words die before they can formulate. You weren't prepared for a confrontation, let alone when your affair partner is chained up with your lover's wall. All you know in this situation is lying will dig your grave deeper.
โ€œIt was just supposed to be a one time thingโ€“โ€
โ€œBut?โ€ He tilted his head, held back tension evident in his face. โ€œWas he that good?โ€
His question made you flinch. You bit the inside of your cheek, โ€œHe'sโ€ฆ enough.โ€
You spoke the truth. The more you think about it, the more unclear why you got caught up in this affair. Maybe it's the thrill? Maybe it was the normalcy that he brought? After all, being with a vampire is different from being with a human.
โ€œFor how long?โ€
โ€œFour days.โ€
Xanthus nodded, satisfied at your answer. โ€œI have had him for two days now. Maybe I can let him escape after two more days.โ€ He hummed. โ€œIf he can make it out after tomorrow.โ€
You grimaced at the thought, immensely apologetic on Sam's situation. Sending a man to a grave for lustful nights is something that you never expected to happen.
โ€œDo you want to know what I did?โ€
Before you could answer, he interjected.
โ€œI took his nails off one by one, bust his kneecaps, broke his fingers, removed some of his teethโ€“โ€
โ€œStop. Please, stop.โ€
He spoke with such nonchalance, as if recalling his grocery list. It was sick. You feel sick.
Xanthus walked towards you, tilting your head so you can look him in the eyes. โ€œI held back for you. Don't you know that? Even in my rage, I thought about what you would feel. I am considerate towards you. Did you even gave me the same grace?โ€
You tried to back away, but he only pulled you close. His presence is domineeringโ€“ overwhelming. Xanthus is inescapable, and you're a fool to try and do so.
โ€œYou and I are bonded, until I dieโ€“ until you die. I don't want any imbeciles trying to take my place. This is the last time that this will happen, understand?โ€
Leaving you no choice, you nodded. His words engraved in your mind noting the thinly veiled threat. The thought of spending your night with someone other than him now feels unimaginable.
You close your eyes, promising to fully give yourself to him. A devotion and a prayer to avoid such tragedy again. After all, he always has a history to back it up.
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dorianbrightmusic ยท 1 year ago
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i'm seeing a lot of Pokรฉmon SV DLC analyses where people say 'Oh, Kieran's fixation on Ogrepon is because he sees it as a path to strength; Carmine's bullied him long enough that his shield against admitting his weakness to himself is adoring a legendary creature'. And don't get me wrong โ€“ these interpretations certainly hold water โ€“ but I've actually been working from basically the opposite angle for all this time.
By all means, Kieran idolises strength, but he inhabits Carmine's shadow โ€“ he's the weak sibling, and probably has been for a long time. Yet, rather than fixate on the fantastical power of the Loyal Three, he identifies himself with Ogrepon โ€“ the downtrodden, ostracised creature cast out to eke out a subsistence. A terrible demon that wasn't quite terrible enough to cause anyone any lasting harm. The creature defeated by heroes, rather than the perfect, heroic figureheads themselves. He's enamoured with the downtrodden; he sees himself in its grief, in its being cast out and excluded. He's been cast out and excluded all his life (and he can't be a bad person, right? It's not fair โ€“ he's hated senselessly, surely, rather than for some reason?) โ€“ he sees himself as harmless; so the ogre, too, must be harmless, mis-blamed. Strength is thus in resistance; in growing a shell to tolerate others' inexplicable cruelty. So Kieran looks to Ogerpon, and he thinks that the meek shall inherit the earth, and it gives him the strength to tolerate long nights with poor company. Others are villains โ€“ not him, not this creature โ€“ and he's safe in the knowledge that at the end of the day, at least an ogre can go down in mythology as the putative sole survivor of its trials.
In this sense, Kieran's like Penny โ€“ he finds himself in a position of weakness, of being victimised, and forms himself an armour of being an underdog, of being the thing that bites back. Yet while Penny's position is that the underdog might muster the strength to bite back and restore justice, Kieran's view is that at least the underdog was worth loving. He's inert and preoccupied with his inertia. He can't understand that maybe he could be a human, with the capacity to grow, the capacity to sin. And when Carmine is cruel to him, he reaffirms his own contrarian mindset more โ€“ she says I am worth little for my weakness, so my weakness is all I am worth; my weakness is my strength.
And yet he chases strength, because he has to to survive. So when the player comes by, and supports him, maybe he has the safety to walk away from his preoccupation with being an underdog, to enjoy strength for strength's sake. And then, he starts losing, but this time, there are stakes, since he can't just withdraw and be consoled by the fact that withdrawing is right, is right, is right. Thus, he must get stronger. And then, when Ogerpon turns out to favour Juliana, who's become Kieran's idol for all that strength means, rather than Kieran, who's Kieran's selfsame designated weaklingpatheticscumidiotโ€”โ€”well, what can Kieran do but fracture, since his whole ideology, his whole premonition that he might have the right to inherit the earth, has been fractured? And, under stress, he pivots from one extreme to the other. All he knows is that weakness is now unbearable. He must get stronger. Must get stronger. Must get strongerโ€”because otherwise he's doomed, he's nothing. He has no myth to dissolve his identity in any longer, so he reshapes himself around the only other standard he's ever known. And it twists him and it breaks him into tiny pieces, because suddenly, the last thing he can bear to be is Kieran: Kieran, the downtrodden and meek boy. He has to flip on his axis; he must become the designated villain of his story by popular imagination, or else be subsumed in the fact that he's going to die someday without any place in the world. He has to play a part, because he's been consigned to one so long, and he can't think of anything other than heroes and villains, enemies and martyrs. He can't be the bad guy. Strength is now goodness; weakness is now evil. And he can't reconcile who he thought he was with who he must become, and as a result, all he can do is try to destroy the person who's destroyed his ideology.
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goodnightmemes ยท 1 year ago
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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1994) SENTENCE STARTERS
โ› So you want me to tell you the story of my life. โœ
โ› What were you going to do? Kill me, drink my blood? โœ
โ› I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for 200 years. โœ
โ› I couldn't bear the pain of their loss. I longed to be released from it. โœ
โ› You lack the courage of your convictions. Do it! โœ
โ› Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice l never had. โœ
โ› Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all. โœ
โ› No words can describe it. Might as well ask Heaven what it sees. No human can know. โœ
โ› You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly. โœ
โ› There's nothing in the world now that doesn't hold some...Fascination. โœ
โ› The dark gift is different for each of us. But one thing is true of everyone. We grow stronger as we go along. โœ
โ› That's more like it! Anger! Fury! โœ
โ› Remember: Life without me would be even more unbearable. โœ
โ› You must know something about the meaning of it all. โœ
โ› They know about us. They watch us dine on empty plates and drink from empty glasses. โœ
โ› Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life. โœ
โ› Perfect! Just burn the place! Burn everything we own! Have us living in a field, like cattle! โœ
โ› What if there is no Hell? Or they don't want us there? Ever think of that? โœ
โ› You're in love with your mortal nature. You resist what can bring you peace. โœ
โ› We're predators, whose all-seeing eyes give them detachment! โœ
โ› It's your coffin, enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like. โœ
โ› Kill them swiftly if you will, but do it! For do not doubt you are a killer! โœ
โ› My philosopher. My martyr. "Never take a human life.โ€ โœ
โ› Pain is terrible for you. You feel it like no other creature, because you're a vampire. โœ
โ› Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately, and so shall we. โœ
โ› A little child, she was. But also a fierce killer, now capable of the ruthless pursuit of blood with all a child's demanding. โœ
โ› Remember, never in our home! โœ
โ› Time can pass quickly for mortals when they're happy. With us, it was the same. The years flew by like minutes. โœ
โ› More melancholy nonsense. You grow more like [name] daily! โœ
โ› Do you want me to be a doll forever? โœ
โ› Can't I change like everyone else? โœ
โ› Be glad I made you what you are. You'd be dead now if I hadn't. โœ
โ› You will never grow old. And you will never die. โœ
โ› I thought of all the things I'd done and couldn't undo. And I longed for one second's peace. โœ
โ› He will never let us go. โœ
โ› What is it now? You irritate me. Your very presence irritates me! โœ
โ› Is that supposed to frighten me? โœ
โ› I came to make peace with you. Even though you're the father of lies. I want things to be as they were. โœ
โ› Why do you say such things? โœ
โ› I promise I'll get rid of the bodies. โœ
โ› We forgive each other then? โœ
โ› Good night, sweet prince. May flights of devils wing you to your rest. โœ
โ› Should we burn him? Bury him? What would he have liked? โœ
โ› You've been a very, very naughty little girl. โœ
โ› We deserve your vengeance. โœ
โ› For what could the damned really have to say to the damned? โœ
โ› There are no vampires in Transylvania? No Count Dracula? โœ
โ› I've searched the world for an immortal and this is what I find! โœ
โ› No one will harm you. I won't allow it. โœ
โ› Vampires who pretend to be humans pretending to be vampires. How avant-garde. โœ
โ› Do you know what it means to be loved by Death? โœ
โ› You die when you kill. You feel you deserve to die and you stint on nothing. โœ
โ› But perhaps...this is the only real evil left. โœ
โ› I know nothing of God. Or the Devil. I have never seen a vision, nor learned a secret that would damn or save my soul. โœ
โ› You fear too much. So much you make me fear. โœ
โ› There is but one crime among us vampires here. It is the crime that means death to any vampire: To kill your own kind. โœ
โ› Danger holds you to me. โœ
โ› Love holds you to me. โœ
โ› You would leave me for [name] if he beckoned you. โœ
โ› Is that what I should do? Let you go? โœ
โ› If you want to save her, send her away! โœ
โ› The world changes. We do not. Therein lies the irony that finally kills us. โœ
โ› I need you to make contact with this age. โœ
โ› A vampire with a human soul. An immortal with a mortal's passion. โœ
โ› You are beautiful, my friend. [name] must have wept when he made you. โœ
โ› I knew him. Knew him well enough not to mourn his passing. โœ
โ› Your evil is that you cannot be evil! And I shall suffer for it no longer! โœ
โ› I haven't tears enough for what you've done to me! โœ
โ› Oh, God! I love you still! That's the torment of it! โœ
โ› Who'll care for me, my love, my dark angel, when you are gone? โœ
โ› Bear me no ill will, my love. We are now even. โœ
โ› What has died is the last breath in me that was human. โœ
โ› Your only company will be your screams. โœ
โ› Maybe it was to quench those tears forever that I took such revenge. โœ
โ› You can teach me this? To be without regret? โœ
โ› What if all I have is my suffering? My regret? โœ
โ› I know you regret nothing. You feel nothing. If that's all I have left to learn, I can do that on my own. โœ
โ› You've come home to me then? โœ
โ› I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty. โœ
โ› That's it? No, it can't end like that. โœ
โ› What I wouldn't give to be like you, to have your power, to have seen the things you have seen. โœ
โ› You want a companion. You want a link to the outside world. That's me. Take me.โœ
โ› Do you like this? Do you like being food for the immortals? Do you like dying? โœ
โ› I assume I need no introduction. โœ
โ› Still whining. Heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries. โœ
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