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Fantasy Mandala Art đ đș Motion Graphic Animation Video - Colorful Visuals đ Fantasy Visual Mandala Artwork
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"Mandala Artwork: Meditation Art for Yoga Lovers" Sticker by Azur-Sky-Art
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àšâŻ a helping hand âŻà§
pairing: loser!ellie williams x fem!reader x dina nolastname synopsis: ellie's too shy and too nervous to take it all the way with you, and thank god dina's right by her side. warnings: weed, smut, mdni, soft dom!dina, awkward top!ellie, sub!reader, oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving) authors note: this is based off of a request i got but accidentally deleted since i'm a little braindead Ë àŒâĄ â§àŒșâĄàŒ»â
It was thick, and and hazy, and the pungent smoke hung lazily in the air. The scent was⊠captivating. It wasnât bad â no, it was a tad skunky and earthy, citrusy. Piney too, and a little bit of spice.Â
Something that smelled sickly sweet wafted through the air. It was almost intoxicatingâ The way her Jasmine and Vanilla fragrance mixed with the musk and and the resin.Â
Dina took the skinny spliff in between her fingers.Â
Inhale.Â
Exhale.Â
Silence.Â
Ellieâs eyes took a on a reddish hue. They were glossy, and bloodshot. She wore this languid, almost dreamy expression on her face. It rendered a slight droop to her eyelids and a gentle, unfocused gaze. She always got like this.Â
She was not quietâ no, she was relaxed, calm. Shoulders dropped down, she wasn't hunching, she was perfectly serene, slightly manspreading on the velvety, emerald green colored couch. A piece of lint landed on her faded beige khakiâs, and she flicked it away gently.Â
Everything seemed to move so slow.Â
âAre you gonna let go of that blunt, D?â you questioned, lazily grasping and squeezing Ellieâs light blue stress ball in your palms. You caught her playing with that when she kissed you, once â Just a mere week ago.Â
âËâčâĄ
âAre you playing with your fidget while weâre making out?â Your voice was breathy and faint, just above a whisper. You could taste her on your tongue, bordering going on cotton mouthed.Â
âNo â no, Iâm â ItâsâŠâ she stammered, and let the ball fly out of her hand and land on the concrete floor.Â
An awkward silence.Â
âYou make me nervousâÂ
âËâčâĄ
âItâs not a blunt, babe, Itâs a spliff.â Dina took another drag, and handed it to you.Â
âWhatever.â you shrugged.Â
It caressed down your throat, a slight burn tingled in its wake.
Ellie always loved the way you smoked. A well manicured hand squeezing the bud between your fingers, the way your eyes were forced completely shut when you took a hit, the way your eyelashes fluttered while you exhaled. In all honestly, Ellie just thought you were very pretty. It was not the reason why she dated you; you were funny, and smart, and sweet â and the way you laughed made her stomach tie in knots and her heart feel like it was trying to leap out of her chest and leave her still as a corpse.Â
But that âprettyâ part, made her very, very nervous.Â
She shifted on the couch, lifting her legs up to rest her chin on top of them. Ellie couldn't help but look, examine the way your chest heaved up and down, with her gaze fixed on you. She had a bit of aâŠÂ staring problem. You saw her gaze from the corner of your eye, and smirked.Â
âCan you two stop with your little sex games?â Dina's voice pierced through, breaking Ellieâs trance.Â
âSex games?â you probed, followed by a small huff. This wasn't a sex game. No, no... this was â purely innocent. Just two gals, who happen to be fresh as a daisy lovers, staring at each other while their best friend is in the same room.
âEllieâs staring at you like she wants to fuck. Iâm not a ghost â Iâm here too, hello?â She waved her hand from side to side. You could tell sheâs here too, youâd be lying if you said nothing in this living room screamed âDinaâs house!â. A silver menorah thatâs been laying on the kitchen counter since Hanukkah, with a layer of fine dust collecting on top of the highest branch, a white crocheted mandala hanging slightly loose over the flat TV, bright colored crystals, and some dark ones too â splattered all over the antique mahogany table. Yes, Dina was definitely still there.Â
But still, so was Ellie. And being around Ellie⊠made you want to⊠Well â Sex games? Is that how Dina put it?Â
âWeâre not doing anythingâ Ellie murmured, reaching over to take the spliff out of your hand. Her touch lingered a tad too long, lengthy finger softly caressing yours. Maybe you were?Â
âYou can go to the bathroom if you want. I wont peepâ Dina suggested with a grin. That little devil.Â
Ellie almost choked as she exhaled, You chose to ignore.Â
âPromise?â You asked.Â
âSwear.âÂ
Ellie huffed, Yeah right.Â
âGimmeâ Dina whined, signaling Ellie to pass her the half finished spliff.Â
âIâm not doneâ Ellieâs defended, and took another hit. Her eyebrows were hunched together, and a small line had formed, creasing right between them. God, did she look pretty too.Â
âGive it, bitchâ Dina moaned, and abruptly took the spliff out of Ellieâs wet mouth, Ellie groaning in response.Â
Dina rolled it between her fingers, and gave it a small squeeze.Â
âEw! You fucking drooled over it!âÂ
âFuck you manâ Ellie hissed, bumping lightly into Dinaâs shoulder.Â
âBut seriously⊠Whereâs likeââ Dina inhaled, blowing the smoke into Ellieâs face.Â
âDudeââ Ellie huffed, waving her hand in the air as if attempting to disperse the thick smoke that enveloped them.Â
âWhereâs the wildest place you had sex?â Dina questioned, as she smushed the spliff on the ashtray, then casually picked off some leftover tobacco from the table, absentmindedly wiping it on the red ceramic surface.
Ellie felt her cheeks turn an adorable shade of light pink. She was a blusher, you soon came to realize.Â
The sex thing... that was an issue â Well, it wasnât necessary an âissueâ but it was⊠a thing.Â
You and Ellie hadnât had sex yet. âËâčâĄ
two full months of dating, resulting only in heated make out sessions. Sure, Ellie played with your tits, breathy and panting, and you almost came when she made you jump up and down her creamy thigh, crossfaded and washed by a sudden burst of extreme boldness, but that was that. When you lifted your skirt up to let her see what was underneath (that day, was a mint green colored lace thong) she hastily pulled it down, followed by a whispered âmâsorryâ, and when you pouted, nauseous and incredibly embarrassed, she calmed you down with soft delicate butterfly kisses on your nose and on your forehead.Â
âWanna take it slowâ she mumbled, her cheeks turning a rosy pink, lips curling down to a pout â almost matching yours.Â
Maybe she didnât really like you like that, you wondered, hugging your pillow, hot tears smearing all over the bedsheet. Maybe you werenât attractive enough, perhaps she saw you more as a friend⊠A friend she liked to kiss and only kiss, a friend who made her stomach flip and her mind race, but still, only a friend.Â
If you knew that Ellie spent the entire night after that glorious encounter with her purple vibrator in between her legs and a pair of your panties stuffed inside her mouth, perhaps you wouldnât have cried. Perhaps⊠you wouldnât have been embarrassed. Thing is, you didnât know. So you didnât kiss her hungrily after that, and you didnât sit on her lap just to watch her get flustered like you always used used to. You kept your distance, respected her boundaries, and pretended to let it go. Small pecks, hand holding, and one kiss on the pulse of her neck â Thatâs how it went.Â
âËâčâĄ
You crossed your arms, and fixed your gaze on the yellow colored wall behind Dina.Â
âWe made out in Jesseâs bathroomâ Ellie said quietly. That you did, right after Jesseâs birthday party, you needed to âClean the bathroomâ because âA girl threw up and made a messâ
Dina rolled her eyes, and turned to face her.Â
âI asked about sexâÂ
âMhmâ Ellie hummed, feeling her toes curl inside her Chuckâs. She wasnât going to get this.Â
âDonât know why you need to know so badâÂ
âI'm just... curious," Dina stated, her smirk growing wider as she looked in your direction.
âYou two seem like freaks.â
Ellie bit her lip so hard it almost bled. She couldnât look at you, too embarrassed to see the look on your face, so she looked at the ashtray, examining its sleek cover. Would you pout again? just like you did when she pulled your skirt down? will you look angry? sad? disappointed?Â
âCmonâ Dina grumbled.Â
âI wont judge ââ
She glanced at you.
âPromise.âÂ
You looked at her like you wanted to shut her lips tightly together with a piece of tape.Â
âItâs been kinda dry for me and Iâm trying to live vicariously through my best frââÂ
âWe havenât had sex yet.â Ellie blurted.Â
The room fell silent.Â
Ellieâs eyes were glued to the table.Â
Why the fuck⊠would she say that?Â
Dina cleared her throat, her gaze fixed firmly upon you. Her lips hinted at a grin, but she suppressed it, pressing them together into a straight line.
âOhâ Dina quietly said. Noted.Â
Ellie shifted on the couch, and mumbled something you couldnât hear under her breath. Could have been a âso nosyâ or a âfuck offâ, but alas, it was barely above a whisper.Â
âHappy?â she murmured.Â
âJustâŠâÂ
Dina flipped her hair to the side, brushing her fingers through the thick, black strands. If you sat any closer, you would have been able to smell her pistachio-almond shampoo.Â
âSurprisedâÂ
âPass me the weed? I wanna roll another oneâ Ellie groaned.Â
âI dont have anyâÂ
Ellie tsâkd, attempting to divert the conversation everywhere but towards what had just happened. Avoid, avoid, avoid.Â
You sat quietly, manipulating the stress ball, squeezing it so hard your knuckles almost strained.Â
Itâs not like Dina didnât know everything about you, because she did. It wasnât confessing to some clueless stranger, this was Dina. And still, it hurt. You knew she wouldnât judge you, never. But you â you would judge you. And that was worse. And now, this wasnât an unspoken thing anymore. It was out there, waiting to be pounced on.Â
Maybe⊠maybe you needed that.Â
âFuckâ Ellie huffed.Â
The room fell silent again. It wasnât the smoke that made the air feel thick anymore.Â
âCan I askâŠâÂ
Dina turned her body to squarely face Ellie.Â
âWhy?âÂ
âNo," Ellie stated bluntly, her voice tinged with raspiness and hoarseness.Â
âWas it like this with Cat too?â Dina asked. She always knew how to hit the fucking jackpot. Cat.Â
âNo, tâwasnâtâ Ellie rolled her eyes.Â
âCan you let it go?âÂ
This was a conversation about you, that you didnât even participate in. Until you did, because you truly couldnât help yourself. Was it you? Did Ellie just⊠Did Ellie just like Cat better?Â
âIs it me?â Your voice was shaky, soft and quiet.Â
She wanted to say no, Wanted to ask Dina to just let it fucking go.Â
It was silent for a moment again, till it wasnât.Â
Ellie took a deep breath, slid off the couch slightly as the need to hide under it slowly overtook her. She crossed her arms.
"Yes"
You felt something turning in the pits of your stomach.Â
âOhâ you whispered, god, that was painful. It was you.Â
Dinaâs mouth fell agape.Â
âNoâ not like thatâ Ellie retreated.Â
âNo itâs⊠I get it. SâfineâÂ
There was nothing Ellie needed more than a punch in the gut to knock her out and a fat blunt intertwined between her fingers.Â
âYou donât get it thoughâÂ
âThink Iâm gonnaâŠâ You hastily started to look for everything you needed. Sunglasses, purse, keychain. You werenât doing this.Â
âGonna goâÂ
âHear her out, babe⊠Sitâ Dina calmly suggested. It was as if she knew exactly what Ellie had in mind. It was you, but not like that. How could it ever be like that?Â
âJust⊠Fuckâ Ellie mumbled.Â
âCat â she didnât⊠Can you sit down?âÂ
You stared at the floor. Maybe you should sit down.
âOkay how do Iââ Ellie began, scratching her head.Â
âHow do I explain this?â She looked at Dina. Yes, Dina knew.Â
âCalmly, and with reason.â She squeezed Ellieâs bicep, followed up with a small, breathy âFuck youâ from Ellie.Â
âCat didnât make me nervous like you fucking do, manâ She didnât make me rethink every single step I took and kissing herâ FuckâÂ
Silence again.Â
âKissing her didnât make me feel like my legs were fucking wobbly or whatever.âÂ
âI dont wanna disappoint you.â The way it came out of her mouth, so real, and so raw⊠you looked⊠wide eyed.Â
âEllieâŠâ you whispered.Â
âWhy would you disappoint me?â Gosh. Give her a little squeeze!Â
âBecause what if I donât fucking know howâ What if you donât like the shit I do and what if you think I fucking suck and leave me andââÂ
âCan I say something?â Dina interrupted.Â
âNo, Dinaâ Ellie nudged her.Â
âEllie shut up, youâre rambling and itâs probably turning her off more thââÂ
âSânot turning me offâ It was your turn to interrupt now. "You don't know how?" the brunette asked Ellie, with a teasing smile. Oh, she was making fun of her. Ellie barely picked up on that, too frustrated by her own thoughts running circles inside her foggy brain.
"I do know howâ Just... fuck, Dina, just let it fucking go"Â
âI can help.â Is all she said. Quiet, but confident. She could help.
âWhat?â you were stunned. Maybe she had a printed guide? A 101 on lesbian sex?Â
Dina rolled her eyes and flashed her pearly whites.Â
âRemember that time⊠when you slept over?â She had to stop herself from grinning again. Her tongue was bumping her cheek, like a naughty little chipmunk.Â
âWhat time?â As if there werenât dozens of those times.Â
âThatâŠÂ Timeâ Dina tilted her head slightly.
âDonât know what time youreââ you rambled, soon to be cut off.
âEllieââ Dina turned around to face her, yet again.Â
âI fingerblasted your girlâÂ
âWhat the fââ Ellie blurted, and her mouth fell wide open.Â
âDina!â you yelled.Â
âIâm justââ She lifted her hands up in defense.Â
âI wanna help because it clearly felt good andââÂ
âAre you on fucking drugs?!â Ellie blurted, and immediately stood up.Â
âI mean we fucking smoked, EllieâÂ
It was almost comical â how fast paced all of this⊠situation was.
The room felt silent again. How many more times could this happen? awkward silences, questioning looks.Â
âIâm saying I wanna help you, ElâÂ
âLet me show youâ Dinaâs voice was quiet. Genuine. Begging⊠almost?Â
Ellie stared at the floor. And then at you â and then at the floor again. She could feel her hands grow clammy, and a droplet of sweat forming and flowing down her neck. Show her? why didnât that make her feel nauseous? Why did she feel it in her fucking crotch?
"What the fuck does that mean?"Â Ellie shook her head.
âOnly if itâs okay with youâ Dina murmured softly, and gave you a warm, calming look. Comfort â Dina.Â
âAnd with you.â She took Ellieâs trembling hand and gave it a small squeeze.
"I can show you just what I did."Â
Ellie dropped her ass on the couch, and fuck â if her legs didnât feel so fucking wobbly again maybe she would have stayed standing up. But she sat, her legs slightly parting.Â
âOkay?â Dina quipped.Â
Ellie gulped.
âI wonât steal her from you⊠Iâll be your⊠tutor?â Dina questioned, a sly smirk forming on her lips.
âDinaâ You and Ellie said in unison. Ellie glanced at you. She felt ashamed, she felt sweaty, sickly, and too fucking turned on to move a muscle.Â
âLet me take care of thisâ She sounded genuine. Like she truly wanted to help. No grin, no smirk, no attitude, just long eyelashes batting softly as the sun sank lower in the west.
âOkay?â she quipped softly.
âOkayâ
Dina smiled so wide she had to bite her entire cheek to stop herself from fully crumpling down on the floor.Â
You glanced at Ellie, then Ellie glanced at you. She still couldnât⊠fully look, But this was something. A small agreement.Â
âCâmereâ Dina patted her thigh softly.Â
It took you a moment, but you took up on her invitation. Hesitantly, you crawled slowly towards her. When you lifted yourself up in order to sit on her bare thigh, her purple thin linen shorts ending right where your ass met her leg, Ellie felt it in her guts. Her face twitched, maybe in jealousy, perhaps in confusion, but none of it mattered, since her clit throbbed inside her boxers. She didnât know what was more painful, seeing you â sitting directly on your best friends thigh, getting felt up by someone else, or the aching of her own cunt.
âAnd I wonât kiss her if you donât⊠want me too. Just show you, okay?â Dina whispered. Always so fucking attentive.Â
âMhmâ Ellie hummed, as her mouth felt too dry to form any real, clear sentences. It was as if time stood completely still. She could stop this, she could. She doesnât want to.
Meanwhile, you, you were trembling all over. It was almost too much â and nothing even happened yet. Dina's thighs were soft, and her scent tickled your nostrils. Vanilla, jasmine, almonds, and a hint weed. Her chest was firm as it brushed your back, two soft mounds caressing it. She let out a long breath that lingered on your neck, you hummed softly.
âEllie⊠come closerâ she whispered.
âGet on the floor⊠right between my thighs, okay?â It was the way she had said it, that got you. The way it came out to soft, so delicate, as if she was trying to comfort her, make her feel safe.
Ellie slowly crawled right where she needed her.
Dina bunched your skirt up just a tad, revealing a little bit of your upper thigh to Ellie. She sat directly in front, almost as if she was watching a movie, the bystander that she was. Her chest rose up and down. Sheâs never even seen that part of you yet.Â
âThis okay?â Dina whispered in your ear, her saccharine voice making your entire body shudder in response.Â
A barely audible "Yeah..." slipped past your lips, barely more than a whisper, breathy and faint.
âEllie?â Dina questioned, adverting her look to face the girl.Â
âHave you seen it yet?âÂ
âN⊠noâ she huffed. Her clammy hand formed in a fist, short nails digging crescent little moons on her palms. She hasnât seen it. Of course she hasnât. Sheâs barely seen anything.
âItâs so prettyâ Dina teased, bumping her nose into the crook of your neck.
âShe has a really pretty oneâ she whispered, and began slowly pecking your shoulders.Â
âYou gotta make sure you treat her good.â kiss. âMake sure sheâs wet for youâ kiss.
Ellie was breathing like she had run a marathon in the Sahara desert for 18 kilometers.
âDo you wanna maybe⊠Move her panties to the side?âÂ
Ellie gulped, you almost heard the fat glob of saliva slip down her throat. her mind almost went entirely blank. This could not, under any circumstances, possibly be real.
Another moment of silence.Â
âNo?â Dina questioned, running her fingernails down your thighs. She pinched one of them, pulling the fat between her fingers, making you jolt in her lap.Â
âYesâ Ellie groaned.Â
âFuck I wannaââ Fast paced, and needy. Slurring her words and trying to stop herself from fainting on the floor.
She jolted forward, practically leaping towards you.
âDo itâŠâ Dina teased.Â
Ellieâs hands were shaky, and her movements were agonizingly slow. As she brought her hand up your thigh, slightly tugging on your skirt, playing with the hem of it, you felt your mind melting completely off. You could only whimper in response.Â
With an unsteady pull, your skirt was down. It stood pretty right above your feet.
âGodâ Ellie groaned at the sight. All she wanted to do, was lay her head on top of Dinaâs thighs, as if they were two soft cushions, and stare till her mind completely liquefied.
âDid you pick them just for her?â Dina teased, taking both of your hands in her palms. You hummed in response.
âSheâs such a sweet girl, isnât she?â she looked towards Ellie. Ellie could barely make eye contact with Dina, let alone with you.
All she could do is moan softly in response.
âYou can do it, Elâ
âFâffuck offâ she hissed.
She slowly moved the fabric to the side, and her eyes almost closed entirely shut when she unraveled your drooling, messy cunt. She could see the big wet spot on your panties, and all she wanted to do was suck the juices completely dry, clean them with her tongue until all that was left on the soft cotton thong was her own saliva. she wanted to digest you whole, taste the sweetness running down her throat, but all she could fucking do was pull them to the side, and let out an incredibly harsh breathâ bordering on a grunt, almost a whimper.Â
âIsnât it so fucking pretty?â Dina cood, patting your pussy lips softly, each little pat making you buck your hips forward. She played with the sticky strings of slick that hung loose in the air.
Ellie ran her fingers through them, as if they were the strings of her guitar.
You â poor you, didn't even know where to look.Â
All Ellie could do was hum, and stare like a tortured, bordering on perverted soul.
âTell herâ Dina commanded.Â
âTell her how pretty you think it isâ she parted your puffy lips slightly, revealing the beautiful pearl that resided inside. The cool air, mixed with Ellieâs breath, so so close to where you needed her, made you shiver.
You thought you could come with just her looking into you, examining you as if you were some sort of art work, the most beautiful one sheâs ever seen, with details carved by the Gods themselves, a pretty little button, a hole that clenched in and outâ inviting her in, and lips like gentle curtains, soft and ethereal.
âIts so⊠fuckâ She huffed. She could feel her mouth watering, the soft muscle hiding inside slowly grazing the top of her mouth.Â
âSo prettyâÂ
Before you could move and react to Ellieâs praise, Dina plunged a finger directly inside your greedy hole. Small, delicate, sheer little bubbles made perfectly round of your own juices formed on the tiny tip of her middle finger.Â
âOw fuck!â
Dina, quickly as ever, smeared them all over Ellieâs plump lips.Â
Ellie fucking whimpered, and babbled about how good it tasted, and almost instinctively licked all of the gathered slickness that formed on her mouth.Â
âThats a good girlâ Dina smirked, patting her fingers on Ellie's left cheek.Â
âDont fucking good girl meâ Ellie hissed, almost falling to her knees when she heard the needy, long, high pitched moan that escaped your lips when Dina caressed your cunt again.Â
âI see how it isâ Dina nodded, grinning like the little minx that she is.Â
âTell herâ She whispered.Â
âTell her how good sheâs being for you thenâÂ
Ellie gave Dina a questioning look, and stared at your hazed expression. You were wheezing, it was all so fucking much. Dinaâs finger slipping in and out, Ellie staring and panting like a cat in heat, and the way Dina started slowly but surely, grinding your hips back and forth to meet Ellieâs hungry, desperate gaze was making you see a million galaxies every time you dared to close your eyes shut.Â
âYouâre being so goodâ Ellie whispered.Â
âSo goodâ she repeated. She was telling it to herself, now.Â
Dinaâs middle finger began forming slow circles on your clit, making you whimper out quiet sobs into her neck.Â
âLook at her⊠I think she likes the circlesâ
She fastened her pace, making you cry softly.
âTell her you like themâ
âI liâ I like the circles⊠Godâ yesssâ you hiccuped, bucking your hips faster and harder towards Ellieâs face.
The way she looked at you, like she was absolutely ravenous, was inexplainable.
Ellie sat on her knees, legs slightly parted, both of her hands laying on the plush of your thighs. Forcefully, she parted them further apart.
She was utterly hypnotized by the way Dinas fingers pinched your swollen clit between her fingers, tugging at the little button. Every time she gave it a little slap, and stopped those agonizingly slow circles she was forming, almost as if she was creating something out of clay â Ellie noticed how your eyes completely shut, she noticed the juice leaking from your hole directly into your ass, making Dinaâs thighs glimmer as the slick created a small, sheer puddle on her thighs.Â
Ellie had to stop herself from taking her pants off and grinding on the fucking floor.Â
âYou like that baby?â Dina cood, plunging two fingers inside of your hole, pumping them in and out slowly. She made sure she was putting on a show for Ellie.Â
âMââ oh fuckfuckâ you babbled, feeling it jolt inside of your stomach.Â
âYou ready? Ellie? Touch her fucking clitâÂ
âI cââ Ellie panted pathetically.Â
âMake her come, câmon, make her fucking comeâ Dinas voice was breathless and desperate. Somehow, she managed to keep it stern. She was in charge, for now.
Ellieâs fingers met your cunt, pinching your puffy outer lips together, her gaze fixed directly upon it, marveling in how louder you got when it was her who had her fingers caressing you. Dina made you feel good, sure, but it was Ellie who made the coil in your stomach tighten. It was her you craved.Â
You needed her.Â
âElâMphâ Ellieâ You cried, as you felt her movements grow faster and faster. She wanted to drown herself in it, at last â her mouth was on you. She gave no warning, was she truly the student here?Â
It was fervent, and warm, and the tight, pink muscle caressed you everywhere, from your clit, and then lapping up the juices gathering in your entrance, it all happened too fast.Â
The thing is, she couldnât help it anymore.Â
âPut yourââ Dina breathlessly mumbled.Â
âPut your finger inside when you eat her outâÂ
Her ears perked up, and she obliged. Ellie pumped them in and out, so long they almost grazed your cervix, over that one sweet spongey spot inside, rendering you almost unconscious.Â
âFuckkkâ Ellie hissed, as she hungrily kissed your clit, sucking the sensitive little button in between her lips.Â
âI wanna fuckingââ Ellie pantedÂ
âDont you dare keep your mouth off of her, Ellie â"
"You like when she does that?" Dina mumbled, gripping your tit with her left hand, her right one opening your puffy lips together to let Ellie's fingers slip inside easier, quickly pumping in and out like she was trying to win a race.
"I love itâ oh god" you babbled. You were almost riding Ellie's entire face, your thighs clenching around her.
"Make her cum Ellie" Dina tugged the taller girls hair.
Oh, she fucking did.Â
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Character Design: Part 3
TATTOO
Moving to his tattoo, most of the information related to Buddhism is a copy paste of this tumblr post, alongside other elements, which if I hadnât read I wouldnât have noticed these things because Iâm not familiar with it at all, but I added a few things:
The tattoo covering most of his body is a tribal style tattoo, with thick lines that flow with the anatomy of the body. Truth is that for a long time I thought that this tattoo was somewhat of a filler, I was trying to see what else here was relevant, and it wasnât until I saw this picture of the tattoo spread out that it clicked.
At first, and honestly now too, I thought that maybe it was kind of a stretch (it wouldnât be me if I didnât doubt everything I do or think all the time huh), but I canât unsee it now. This part of the tattoo is made to look like a bird, or parts of one. The symmetrical spread out looks like a bird with its wings open, the beak on top and its tail following the length of his arm. Other parts of the tattoo follow the flow of the feathers, the side profile of birds, even the one on his legs looks like two wings wrapping it, more obvious when looking at it from behind. With a quick search you find very simple examples that already resemble these shapes.
Recently imadhatt3r read the essay and suggested that the shapes on his chest reminded her to the Japanese phoenix Hou-ou, HĆĆ, or similar variations (ă»ăăă). It has its origin in China, called Feng Huang (éłłć°), where it was adopted as one of the symbols of the imperial household, particularly the empress, with the mythical bird representing fire, the sun, justice, obedience, fidelity and the southern star constellations. According to the legend, the Hou-ou appears on very specific occasions, the beginning of a new era, like the birth of a virtuous ruler.
In other traditions it appears only in peaceful and prosperous times, and it's said they nest in paulownia trees, hiding when thereâs trouble. It's a symbol of peace when appearing, and disharmony when disappearing. In China the phoenix (female) is intimately associated with the Dragon (male), theyâre either mortal enemies, or blissful lovers (while the phoenix represents fire, the dragon represents water, and would also be representative of the emperor instead). Males would be denominated Feng, and females Huang. This phoenix is the ruler of all birds, and itâs a mix of different species, including non-bird animals. They all would color the phoenix with the five colors of the Chinese elements: white, black, red, yellow and blue. Iâve read they have five distinct feathers on its tail, on other sites I've read twelve, like the twelve months.
Apparently, while it used to be represented next to paulownia trees and bamboo, it was gradually replaced with peonies, cherry blossoms, chrysanthemums and seasonal Japanese wild flowers.
The sparrow/bird motif couldnât be more obvious and recurrent in his character, itâs in his kimono, in his name, his AllMate, in his back tattoo. Itâs no surprise that they played with this idea here as well. Birds in general are seen as symbols of freedom, being able to fly wherever they want. Koujaku was basically born a slave, and from day one he has sought and fought for his and his motherâs freedom, desperate, and being punished for it. The day this tattoo was completed, he would never be free again. How ironic, isnât it?
Even these designs hold a resemblance too to these birds. And the design of Koujaku on the right compared to Beni.
The symbol inside the circle on his shoulder and knee is the seed syllable of the sanskrit alphabet âaâ (à€
). In Buddhism âaâ is the seed syllable for the mantras associated with Vairochana Buddha, one of the Five Great Buddhas. He is represented in the center of the mandala and with color white, he is considered the personification of the Dharmakaya (cosmic body of Buddha, the everything, the complete wisdom, enlightenment and universal compassion), he is the supreme and primordial Buddha. Dharma cannot be translated into a single word, but it is understood that it refers to behaviors and actions that are in harmony with the laws of life, the cosmos, virtues or religious moral duties, and are the teachings of Buddha.
The Wisdom associated with âaâ is that which can create or deny, and if itâs added as a prefix it makes the word have the opposite meaning. For example, when adding âaâ to âmoralâ, it creates âamoralâ which is the opposite. Vidya means wisdom, avidya is ignorance.
The Buddha Vairochana appears in the Brahmajala Sutra, or the Brahma Net Sutra:
Now, I, Vairochana Buddha am sitting atop a lotus pedestal;
On a thousand flowers surrounding me are a thousand Shakyamuni Buddhas.
Each flower supports a hundred million worlds; in each world a Shakyamuni Buddha appears.
All are seated beneath a Bodhi-tree, all simultaneously attain Buddhahood.
All these innumerable Buddhas have Vairochana as their original body.
He is also mentioned in the Avatamsaka Sutra or Flower Garland Sutra, where the flower garland represents his many virtues or inspiring glory. The theme of the sutra is the interdependence of all things, âall in one, one in all⊠There are no divisions in the totality of reality⊠the universal Buddhahood of all realityâ. According to this sutra, the entirety of the cosmos can be observed at any level within that cosmos.
In each dust-mote of these worlds
Are countless worlds and BuddhasâŠ
From the tip of each hair of Buddhaâs body
Are revealed the indescribable Pure LandsâŠ
The indescribable infinite Lands
All ensemble in a hairâs tip [of Buddha].
Koujakuâs tattoo has two major connections to Vairochana: the garland of flowers, representative of his virtues, and the use of the Vairochana seed syllable âaâ. We also have a symbolic introduction to hair, associated with Vairochana and Koujaku, to which we will return later.
These tattoos were not consensual, they were forced by Ryuuhouâs hand, so why did he choose these elements with such strong Buddhist symbolism?
SHISEI
Ryuuhouâs character is based on a story called âShiseiâ or âTattooâ, by Junichiro Tanizaki in 1910, charged with sadism, cruelty and dark, perversed erotism.
The story is about a tattoo artist named Seikichi, master of tebori, the traditional technique, who, like Ryuuhou, is psychologically disturbed and has a âsecret pleasure, secret desireâ to see men in agony when he buries his needles into them, and the more they suffer the more pleasurable it was for him. The story tells how he used to be an ukiyo painter, his social status fell and then he became a renowned tattoo artist, tattooing peopleâs bodies as if they were canvases.
He would even mock the men who screamed the loudest, calling them children, and when someone appeared who endured the pain of his needles, he would assure them that it would be impossible to continue enduring it, which to me it only implies that he would stick the needles in them as deep as possible to make them suffer.
But he was so obsessed with finding the perfect canvas, a woman on whom to tattoo his masterpiece, her own soul. He wanted to tattoo a woman who was not only beautiful on the outside but who also met his expectations with her personality. One day while walking, he thought he had found the perfect woman just by looking at her bare foot, saying to himself: âThat foot will be feeding on the fresh blood of the men it will end up trampling onâ.
But it would not be until the following year that Seikichi would meet that girl. After showing her some paintings that he believed reflected her, she gets scared and wants to leave, but Seikichi drugs her and puts her to sleep. He would not stop until he finished the tattoo, and he tells the girl that âThere will be no woman more seductive than you. There will be no man who is not your victimâ. And when she woke up, at the same time that she moved, so did the spider tattooed on her back.
The girlâs personality changed completely, and it is her, his masterpiece, who ends up killing the tattoo artist after fulfilling his last request of seeing her tattoo completed one last time, dying with a smile.
The references are more than obvious. Koujakuâs tattoo as his greatest work, tattooing his soul, his sadistic nature and the purposeful infliction of as much pain as possible during the tattoo sessions (not only itâs a slow and painful technique, but Ryuuhou also stuck the needles deeper than needed. Koujaku himself said that he spent months and months being tattooed, so itâs easy to assume that he purposely made it last longer), the moment of his death, Koujakuâs fainting and change of âpersonalityâ, the moment he meets him as a teenager. Not only that, but those references are repeated with Aoba too when he meets him and feels âlove at first sightâ, when Aoba returns to âhis doorâ, drugs and kidnaps him with the intention of tattooing him.
And of course, thereâs also this woman they met when they arrived at Platinum Jail, with a spider tattoo on her face and neck.
Ryuuhou is covered from head to toe, but we can still see a tattoo on his neck of a seahorse. Itâs in plain sight and of course it draws attention. Seahorses are known for their unusual way of breeding: the males are the ones that get pregnant and give birth. If Iâm not wrong seahorses in Japan are called something like the illegitimate child of the dragon or baby dragon. It could be a symbol of power, unshakable strength, abundance and good luck because of its connection to dragons, a fantastic animal that also appears on Ryuuhouâs kimono and name. But what interests us most is the connection of the seahorse with creation, as a symbol of fatherhood, its capacity of getting pregnant.
RYUUHOU, FORCE OF CREATION
Ryuuhou being tattooed with the image of a male creative force is not an accident. We hear him always talk about creation, about his âgreatest workâ. âI always knew I would die at the hands of my greatest creationâ
Look at the last sentence and think about the recurring duality of creation and destruction. If Ryuuhou is shaped as a creative force, then there has to be a destructive force: Koujaku
The duality of Ryuuhou and Koujaku is told through the visual narration of red vs blue, recurring in many stories and with roots in the red and blue Oni trope, in which the two oni have opposite personalities and have a very different way of seeing the world, often provoking confrontation with one another. The red oni, Koujaku, is associated with passion, wildness and rebellion. A generally outgoing, enthusiastic, determined and lively character.
On the other hand, the blue oni is associated with serenity, control and vigilant authority, resonant with Ryuuhou. The way he presents himself, the way he speaks. Blue ones are more intellectual, proud, traditional, introverted and cultured, sometimes more spiritual. They are usually respected by others, but they often confuse or even intimidate others because they are difficult to read and have a mysterious aura. When there are elemental powers involved in this popular trope, the red oni will of course be associated with fire, and the blue one with water or ice.
Fire cleanses the soul and symbolizes rebirth. It has strong Buddhist connotations, and represents passion, intensity, desire. Water also has purifying properties, used to clean the hands and mouth at the entrance of shrines. It is a strong element that can erode rocks, and represents adaptability, change, perseverance. This is a detail that might not be very important, but I found it curious and why not add it. Note that the lowest point of Aoba and Koujakuâs relationship is marked by the arrival of scheduled rain, and then Ryuuhou coaxes Aoba under it. Seahorses and dragons live in water, and the latter also can control it. The rain comes symbolically, thereâs no other reason for it to appear. They donât use it to create a scene or situation in specific, if they got rid of it not much would change, as it relies on other topics. Itâs a sign of the influence and power of Ryuuhou, theyâre drenched with it.
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