#not suitable for what

[queer-crusader]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022) RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman Characters: Eric Bogosian, Assad Zaman Additional Tags: First Time, Character Bleed, Face Slapping, Spit Kink, only shows up briefly, BDSM, Rimming, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Hair-pulling, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Subspace Series: Part 1 of The devil made me do it - zamasian edition

Summary: If Assad were to follow this thread, like Sam suggested, it could go only one way: to bed. Armand would fuck Eric, dominant to a fault, and while he suspects from Eric’s older works that the man does not mind in the slightest to be tossed around and told what to do in the bedroom, it’s not naturally in Assad’s nature. He’s not averse to playing with it, of course. But rather than give him the closure he needs, he suspects it might drive him further into Armand, the one person – character – his mind is trying to shirk off.

So he stands frozen before Eric, stuck in a character that needs to let off steam in the one way Assad does not want to. Not like that, at least. He stands there for a few minutes, Eric’s patient gaze growing ever so slightly concerned. The crew is slowly starting to filter out, and Assad is still unsure of how to bring himself to move.

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Assad finds himself stuck in the lingering energy of Armand. He asks Eric for help, who's more than happy to oblige.

[queer-crusader]

Nice

Oh my god I thought . Well. Anyway

[imaginariumwanderer]

Discord's first mistake was in thinking they'll listen to reasons.

I finally got time to finish this silly lil comic!

Not taking credit here btw the ideas came from this post, credit to @pinkvaquita and @groovyfrog420 in particular!

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[sunderwight]

Bingqiu AU where Luo Binghe's the chosen village sacrifice to the evil deity who lives up the mountain.

Normally the village sends maidens, but they've more or less run out of expendable girls of the right age and, ahem, "virtues". So of course Luo Binghe's early life bad luck kicks in. In the wake of his mother's death there's no one to really care about what happens to him, he's fairly pretty, and the village leaders decide that if they dress him up like a girl the teenaged homeless kid should pass well enough. And hey, y'know, he's probably got a hard life ahead for him anyway -- dying in a brothel of some venereal disease or on the streets of exposure or starvation. At least as a sacrifice, everyone else gets to benefit from his loss! And the kid will get added to a shrine and be remembered as a hero! If anything, he should be happy about this!

Binghe is not happy about this.

But he's also a skinny underfed nobody who is easily overpowered, dressed up like a bride, and tied to a post. So. Not much he can do but wait for the evil deity to come and do whatever horrible thing he's gonna do to him.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan is pretty sure he's been isekai'd into the over-powered hero of some kind of supernatural adventure story? He's not totally sure because he doesn't recognize the setting, but the signs are there. He's got a shrine-like base of operations (though it seems to have become corrupted/ruined, probably he has to restore it somehow), he has a very resilient and handsome new body with spiritual energy of some kind flowing through him, and a very clearly magical sword. Plus lots of neat starter powers! Though it feels like he has other abilities that have been blocked somehow? Probably he has to level up in order to access them.

When he treks out of his "base" and finds what seems to be a distressed maiden, he takes it for his beginner hero mission. The girl claims that she's been doomed to be sacrificed to an evil god. That sounds a little above Shen Yuan's pay grade for dealing with, so he unties her and decides that they had better just get out of the whole region altogether. He already packed up anything useful from his base, anticipating he might get caught up in an adventure once he left, so they follow the river away from the settlement until they reach another one.

While they travel, Luo Binghe tells Shen Yuan about the cursed deity, Shen Qingqiu, who was cast out of the heavens for slaughtering one of his brethren and has apparently being do-who-knows what to maidens from the local village in exchange for his "protection" ever since. Sounds like a real asshole! And also mid-level boss type bad guy at least. Shen Yuan hopes he doesn't have to fight him, but he probably will.

Thank goodness he found Binghe, though! Clearly the helpful little sister type! He's definitely going to require her assistance if he's going to figure out how to navigate this world and level up his skills enough to take on a god.

[queer-crusader]

WHILE she grabbed at his dick - presumably with her own two hands, or at the very least one of them - she also scratched his back. With both her hands. Sir are you aware of human anatomy bc I think even beyond genitals you seem a bit lost

[poirott]

COLUMBO SEASON 1 Peter Falk as Lieutenant Columbo

[zevranunderstander]

i dont think i will ever be over dragon age 2. like. bioware made an epic fantasy story about a chosen one having to save a country and stop the apocalypse and then they made the second installment of the series be about the sociopolitical climate in ONE city through the lens of a family of refugees fleeing from the war of the first game and just. made it about political tensions and class dynamics and the influences of living in a church-mandated state and the growing tension over an occupied piece of the city and political killings and interpersonal conflict and power and its story is ENTIRELY character-driven. it has easily the most iconic set of companion characters. the premise of living through a story told over the course of ten years and knowing from the start that something really bad will happen in the end was so fresh and exciting. the fact that the acts really built on top of each other andhow much the city changed over time. and the game was so mature in terms of the topic of fighting against oppression in so many ways (im usually generous and say that the short development time left some things a bit wanting), and as much as some people say that the game treats mages and templars as being equally bad, i don't think that that is actually true about the game and it very earnestly tries to grapple with some pretty complex political dynamics.

and then the game completely flopped financially and was almost universally hated for its queer themes and its sympathy for "terrorism" and a lot of the things that stemmed from basically having no production time at all and then the studio just made another epic fantasy story about a chosen one that has to save the world from the apocalypse

[gossippool]

fuck it let's have wade be the construction worker instead and logan can be idk. a stripper. or a florist. although wade would probably just end up playing jenga with the bricks

[marstonsboy]

had another evil thought that spiralled out of control. indulge me for a moment:

over the years, people start arriving on a near empty plot of land west of blackwater. it’s uncertain who got there first: bessie matthews, beatrice and lyle morgan, eliza, isaac morgan, etc.— but more and more people show up until it’s something of a community. jenny kirk, mac and davey callander. then soon after, jake adler, sean macguire, kieran duffy, hosea matthews, lenny summers, molly o’shea, eagle flies, susan grimshaw. more and more in such a short amount of time. arthur morgan is the last, and suddenly the deaths stop.

after a sudden stretch of years with little newcomers, a house starts taking shape. soon enough the house is a home, and peculiar things can be found all over: a dog barking where no one can find it. echoes of campfire songs going late into the night. photos of john and abigail’s wedding, attended by what remained of their family. a taxidermy squirrel that appears back on the mantle no matter how many times you throw it out, wearing a very familiar hat. in just a few years a heartbreakingly young girl comes home, bearing a strong resemblance to one abigail marston.

then, gunshots. john marston and uncle are the next to arrive.

in the next few years, the house is eerily quiet. the residents see it falling into disrepair, but they can’t do anything about it. the dog stops barking, the campfire has gone cold and won’t relight. abigail marston is next, and though they’re happy to see her, the arrival brings up a question. what happens to jack now?

the livestock are gone, and the house is dusty, all but stripped of the knickknacks and personality that built up over the years, like someone found it all too painful to look at. john’s hat and guns, once tucked away inside a box beneath the bed, vanish the night after abigail arrives. newspapers come to the door, announcing the death of former government agent edgar ross.

soon after, a wanted poster, bearing the name “john marston jr.” and a sketch resembling the boy’s namesake so much that it has john himself stumbling back. jack was only a boy when he left, and now he’s wanted dead or alive, with a price over his head that could rival some of his uncles and aunts back in the day.

every year that passes without any sign of jack is a relief. the house doesn’t change much, still abandoned, but letters come in. mary-beth gaskill, tilly jackson, simon pearson, sadie adler, charles smith— old friends and family, checking in on him. none of them reach the recipient, as he is not home, but they’re filled to the brim with love, letting him know that he isn’t alone. that he always has a home with them, if he wants it.

one day, john spots a book he doesn’t recognize on the shelf by the piano, and he stops. “Red Dead” by a J. Marston. it doesn’t take much to figure out who that could be. he opens it, flips through, and reads it to abigail. the kinder parts get read to their daughter, ecstatic to learn about how her older brother is doing. their son did become a writer after all, even if everything he’s written speaks volumes of his grief, his anger. the loneliness he’s endured since losing his family, and killing edgar ross.

arthur morgan opens his old journal to find several entries and sketches from john, but also many new ones from jack. his handwriting is just as clumsy as his father’s, but his drawings are more refined. little portraits of the gang members that lived and scribbly sketches of what the world is becoming in their absence decorate the pages. war, cars outnumbering horses, and a very detailed drawing of a revolver none of them have ever seen before.

he’s all grown up, and good lord is he angry. he’s mourning, and hurt, and he’s lost so much, but he’s still undoubtedly jack marston. he draws dogs and writes about missing rufus, slipping strays some food from his bag whenever he sees them. sometimes he’ll write a dry, sarcastic joke that speaks of his father’s influence, or mention missing his momma’s cooking, “even though it was hardly edible,” which makes abigail roll her eyes. he hates fishing and prefers to lose hours of the day with his nose in a book. the best maintained part of beecher’s hope is the graves on that hill, which gain new flowers every week. sometimes, if they listen close, they can hear him talking, telling his ma and pa what he’s been up to, though he saves the grisly details for his book.

and when jack marston finally does walk through that door, much older than when anyone he knew last saw him but far too young to die, he is welcomed home with open arms. because no matter what he’s done, and no matter how much he may hate himself, he will always have a home here with people who love him, and who can’t wait to get to know him all over again.

[firstfullmoon]

Chen Chen, from “In Pandemic January I Am, Once Again, Sitting in My Swivel Chair”

[queer-crusader]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022) RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman Characters: Assad Zaman, Eric Bogosian Additional Tags: this fic has it all:, Gym Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Scent Kink, (sorry), Exhibitionism, Spit As Lube, (briefly) - Freeform, Shower Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Body Worship, Dirty Talk, Multiple Orgasms, First Time, Enthusiastic Consent, Degradation, just smatterings here and there, and of course a brief whiff of, Corruption Kink 

Summary: Assad makes the mistake of inviting Eric to the gym. It goes both better and worse than Assad might have hoped.

(Aka, an ode to Eric's arms and Assad's tits, with some sweaty sweaty gym sex.)

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Shout-outs to @zwergenmaedchen who sparked the original idea for this, @thatsthewrongwallcraig for being my eternal cheerleader, @4th-make-quail for all the #old man bone zone content that has helped spur this on, and a tag for @carouselcults who was one of the people calling for Eric arm worship fics. Hope this satisfies

[scintillatingshortgirl19]

gee i wonder if the issue could be at all related to the fact that the current treatment plan for his chronic pain consists solely of FUCKING IBUPROFEN

[the-witchhunter]

DP x DC: Fractured Soul

So a common misconception about John is that he sold of pieces of his soul

I just want to point out that a soul isn’t like an object in DC you can just break into pieces without consequences. It’s your spirit, it is your ghost after you die, it is your consciousness, it is YOU

So what a fractured soul would look like isn’t John Constantine

It’s a Fun Danny and Super Danny situation

This is straight up a fractured soul

Different parts of his personality and various traits separate into two incomplete beings, and probably disturbing on a spiritual level if you think too hard about it

So what I’m saying is, if you were looking for bits of someone’s soul, John or otherwise, then you aren’t looking for an object or contract,

you’re looking for a whole ass person

[mynameismad]

Just a guy! Just a sleepy noodle guy!! 

[freakinator]

Devotions Week Day 4: Animals / Objects