#pepperine

[bbboar]

so i wanted to learn more about Loviatar and so i did some cursory google searching and imagine my surprise and delight when i discover that she was originally a servant of Bhaal and then became consort to Bane. How very interesting!

I know we durgetash likers talk about Durge religious guilt, but also what if Gortash sacrilegious justifications?

Like submitting to Durge's violence and being like "Well Loviatar was Bane's consort and did he not offer himself up to her whip as surely as she offered her submission to him?" So actually its ok to let Durge hurt him. Actually its devotion. Actually their little power plays and freak nasty bloody sex and switching is them walking in the footsteps of the god. Hubris? Yes i know her intimately.

Idk im just spitballing, but you get the idea

(sidenote: All the wikis i could find were all repeating the same text so either they all have the same source or theyre all stealin from each other w/o checkign sources, so there may be errors)

[jmunneytumbler]

Please! One More! Okay, But This is 'Magic Mike's Last Dance'

Please! One More! Okay, But This is 'Magic Mike's Last Dance'

(CREDIT: Warner Bros. Pictures/Screenshot) Starring: Channing Tatum, Salma Hayek, Ayub Khan Din, Juliette Motamed, Jemelia George, Vicki Pepperine Director: Steven Soderbergh Running Time: 110 Minutes Rating: R for Unstoppable Gyrations (with Permission) Release Date: February 10, 2022 (Theaters) What’s It About?: If Michale Jeffrey Lane stopped dancing, would there be any reason to make a movie…

[cinnbar-bun]

Mihawk Gen NSFW HCs

Rating: NSFW, it's all smut here baby

Headcanons are under the read more.

You can read this on my AO3 here!

A generous, thorough lover, who doesn’t waste any time getting down to business with you. 

Mihawk is incredibly patient and passionate with his touches. It’s intimate, it’s loving, and he uses physical action to express more of what he feels than through his own words. 

Mihawk, first and foremost, is a lover of roleplay. And not just any roleplay. No, no, no- we’ve seen how extra Mihawk is in general, and it is no different in the bedroom. He loves certain “themes” (which you begin to recognize the pattern of after a few ‘sessions’ with him). 

His favorite roleplay scenarios include: 

Injured, wandering swordsman needing a place to stay and heal after a terrible battle, and you happen to find him and take him in (and fuck him). 

Wandering swordsman comes across a dark castle with you trapped inside due to your evil father/lord (and then you fuck). 

Lord of the castle sees you trespassing on his estate and takes you as his prisoner (whom he falls majorly in love with and fucks).

Loyal swordsman/bodyguard falls for his lord despite the different class ranks and society forbidding your love (you two fuck anyways). 

Dark vampire swordsman invites you into castle after you stumble in during a terrible storm (and then he fucks you to remind you to never trust unsuspecting strangers in their dark castles).

This man gets VERY into his scenarios. He’s preparing a script for himself, buying outfits and decor that perfectly match the theme (because how DARE you try to have sex in a room that is NOT accurate to gothic interior design), and lighting different scents and waiting for the perfect weather. 

That doesn’t mean he’ll never have sex otherwise, he’s just a very detail-oriented person who gets really caught up in things like settings and feelings. It makes the sex better when all his senses are filled with what he feels are the “correct” attributes of a scene. It makes him excited that you trust and enjoy playing along into these scenarios with him, and he views it as a bonding activity. 

He wasn’t particularly sexually active with someone before, so when you two get close together, he begins to read plenty of romance novels to get an idea or two for a good way to woo and excite you. This does mean reading plenty of smut. You can tell when he’s reading it by the way his face looks even more serious than usual. It’s very subtle compared to his normal appearance, but when he furrows his brows and nods curiously at different times, he’s almost certainly reading a smutty scene. 

A way you can tell he’s in the mood (beyond him proposing and asking to do a roleplay session with you), is when he kisses your neck more and offers you plates of fresh fruits like apples, pomegranates, figs, or strawberries. 

Speaking of fruits, he’s not averse to food play. It depends on the type of food, generally, but with things like fruits or even honey, he’s absolutely down for it. If you two are really feeling frisky, he might pour wine on you and lick it off. 

Despite his eagerness to cut his enemies down- he absolutely will NOT cut you. To him, as a swordsman, seeing any scars on you would mean he has failed to protect you, and he sees that as a source of shame. It would take a while before he dares bring a knife or sword into the bedroom to use on you. Until then, it might appear as a prop or just be held by your side to get the “thrill” of being cut. 

I also doubt he’d enjoy getting cut either, as a scar is a source of shame on a swordsman. Actual cuts are not something he wants, but he probably would not mind something like hickies or hand/finger prints. 

He does enjoy restraints- whether on you or him. He prefers ropes and leather belts over something like handcuffs. Hell, even your own hands will be good too. 

Mihawk adores your neck and your hands. Pro tip, moisturize your hands a lot and he will spend his time peppering kisses all over your hands. 

He can get sappy as hell during foreplay. He will kiss all over your arms and hands and body. It’s Gomez Addams levels of adoration towards you. 

Tends to whisper affectionate nicknames to you, and occasionally, when he’s really into it, he will whisper beautiful words of praise for you in his language (I personally hc him as Transylvanian so I think he’d speak Romanian, but I know many others believe him to be Spanish or Italian so hey, whatever floats your boat my lovelies <3. You can just imagine). 

Mihawk isn’t loud during bed (but then again, when is he ever?), but he lets out the most beautiful moans and pants ever. When he gets close, his breath picks up and ugh, can you imagine the world’s strongest swordsman just panting in your ear? It’s a sound you won’t be forgetting anytime soon. 

He is rather possessive but also respectful of your feelings, so he wouldn’t prefer to have public sex or sex with a risk of getting caught. He would not have sex where Perona or Zoro could easily walk in (Perona has made that mistake once and never again), so Mihawk always blocks off a room in the castle specifically for the both of you to indulge in all of your whims together with. Everyone else knows not to step in there for fear of Mihawk’s wrath. 

His aftercare is wonderful, and during this time, he may become more talkative. It’s more so to make sure you were okay and if you enjoyed it or not. He’d carefully tend to you and clean you and the bed up before you to go to sleep or back to work. 

Mihawk likes to have sex with you the night before he leaves to various missions. One reason being that it’s a way for you two to enjoy the intimacy of each other before a long stretch of time where he’s off. Two, he likes seeing the smile on your face and the post-sex afterglow that surrounds you when you begin to fall asleep. It comforts him and gives you a good reminder of him when he’s gone in the morning (not without him leaving you a note saying he’ll seen you soon). 

[abrthephantomq]

🌋Additional fun facts about Uendo Toneido!

In tha original Japanese version, it's a bit more obvious that tha alters are fictives of sorts. Kisegawa retains her name from tha rakugo story of 'Omitate', but Patches's original name was 'Ippachi' while Owen's original name was 'Sadakichi Isoda'. They're both rakugo characters that feature in a number of stories, Ippachi especially.

While Uendo's original stage name was 'Bifu Senputei', Uendo Toneido functions as a real Japanese name! (Ya can even see it a split second written on the fan they threw) Translating roughly to "Feather Performer", we believe.

A right cute detail is the fan symbol pepperin' their design is not only a mechanical fan, but one with specifically 4 blades.

Them gettin' drunk off of a sake bun is actually a rakugo reference! 'The scary manju bun' is a tale of a man claiming that his biggest fear, one that makes him pass out, are manju buns. When his friends prank him with a bunch of them, he eats them all and goes 'hmm... my biggest fear now is... a bottle of alcohol...' 'r somethin' like that!

Number of mats a rakugo artist sits on can be indicative of how popular/well liked they are! Can't get full details on this but it's 'parently a gag in rakugo shows/series that this can happen. So it's fair ta say that Uendo is fairly well liked as a performer ('n probably does give out autographs!)

Uendo calls Geiru "big sis" and Athena "sis" in the original Japanese

Uendo actually falls in line with a specific theme of Spirit of Justice, which I can only really describe as being themed ta spirit channelin'? Albhi and the dog being able to talk somehow, the magician twins pretending to be one person, Uendo and co. all seem to be sort of allusions to that element. In a sense they're kind of a parallel to Maya Fey, in fact they're actually the same age as her in canon, if ya look closely! It makes sense, if ya consider Maya and Mia are basically two characters in one. 'N with how many cocouncil characters allude ta Maya (if ya haven't played the Professor Layton one the gal in that is uh. The most blatant one, we'll say.), Uendo sorta... inadvertently confirms the whole dang series has been awfully plural for a long time? It's interestin'.

Can't remember anythin' else atm, but hope ya liked all that! - Helen

Mannnnnnn. I am absolutely loving all of this. ❤️ Thank you for stopping by with these fun facts!!

I haven't played the crossover game (I desperately wanna tho), but ... Yeah. I def see what you mean about things being System- coded.

These little facts just make everything so much better, though. And tbh I'm not surprised that the Uendo's headmates may be fictives - considering how large rakugo is as a piece of their shared life.

Idk it seems like they did a decent amount of research for rep that actually felt reasonable within the context of the AA universe. Especially with these added little facts. ❤️

[n8ptune]

Artfight 2024 is over-

So here are all the attacks I could make :)

Character credits ( in order from left to right, top to bottom )

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MARIANA & MIHAI ★ from Mush_the_possum

Kuroba from wildflowercryptid

Robin Wild (one-off) from richynepp

Anne Vestigator from ToonIRL

☆Washi☆ from Wilted-Ribs

Grov from Leaf_1

Miss Dulciumi / Alison Sweet from seeninmydreams

Anya from Amandart

DETECTIVE PEPPERINE from RalphRiptide

Kora from 1whowalkbutnosmile

Seashell ❁* & Rex ❁* from RockyHorrorCacti

Terry & Yayo (Rudolf) from Rikoicoico & Salsalsal

Ingrid Morgan from violixir

[Sona] Bungee from Ottosbigtop

Emery Inkflow from totally_razzical

[remapped-soul]

If you're still taking prompts, Charlos + "jetlag"!

oh sweet anon, i am so sorry this took so long (in my defence...rosquez). here i am with the promised charlos (with a twist to it). i hope you like it <3 my dms are always open for prompts.

Don't make a deal with the devil if you can't handle the heat. His Abu used to tell him this and more when he was still young and naive, hands clutching to her skirts as she knitted by the fire, tales of devils and saints always on the tip of her tongue.

"Throw salt over your shoulder," she'd say. "Never stop at a crossroads. Never ask for absolution there."

At 27, Carlos is not young anymore. His Abu still calls him naive. He always loved summer best. If he's dealt a one-way ticket to hell, there are worse ways to go. At least, Charles will wait for him upon arrival.

Carlos is not superstitious, never been, not in the way Charles is with his red-quali pants and good luck bracelets, but Carlos pays attention. Still, he doesn’t recognise the crossroads until it was too late. He thought he was better prepared.

“What do you want?” “To win.” And now making it 150th start from pole position, is gonna take victory and for the first time in Formula 1, Carlos Sainz is victorious! He wins the British Grand Prix! His crossroads comes in the shape of the rampant cavallino. His devil has dimples. He spills blood for only one of them.

Carlos didn't know what to expect once he asked, once he said yes, once the kiss sealed the deal, but whatever was on his mind involved the burning pits of hell, pain so intense he’d forget anything else. The devil feeds on your soul. His devil gives him massages when Carlos is jet-lagged

In Melbourne, Charles is already in his hotel room when Carlos gets there. For a moment, Carlos sees double, two devils sitting on his bed, set ablaze by the sunset washing Melbourne in molten red, his ruby shackles glowing around his neck around his wrists and ankles. The heat his Abu warned him about runs in Charles' veins, pumps his heart, makes his eyes glow in the dark. Carlos wants to touch. He's never been afraid. He also wants to sleep. Maybe he should eat first or take a shower. Maybe—

"Sit," Charles says, voice soft, eyes unnerving, a predator watching his prey. He moves and the illusion disperses. Charles’ skin is smooth and unmarked. He’s human.

Carlos sits. All of his strength goes out of him the minute his ass hits the mattress, a puppet with its strings cut off. It takes everything he has to not slump sideways and go straight to sleep.

Charles’ fingers are in his hair between one blink and the other. Carlos doesn’t see him move, but there is heat all around his back, a puff of breath against his ears and Charles cards his fingers through his hair, tugging at his roots.

“How was your day?”

Carlos tries to say something but it translates into unintelligible sounds.

“Words, cariño.”

Carlos snorts. “Aren’t you supposed to understand every language on earth?”

“In the life before this, I spoke Portuguese. In this one, I’m speaking French and Italian.”

“Poor English too.”

Charles nips the tip of his ear with his teeth. Carlos hisses and moves away from him, but Charles is faster, arms strong, pulling him in, back against chest. Charles nuzzles his nose in the crook of Carlos’ neck, pressing his lips to the exposed skin.

Carlos squirms. “Hey. I’m sweaty.”

Charles makes a show of dragging his tongue all the way up to his jaw before he grabs his chin and presses a hard kiss to Carlos’ mouth.

“Take this off,” Charles purrs.

A moment later, Carlos is on his stomach, shirt off, Charles straddling his ass as his fingers work the kinks in his muscles. He’s not afraid to moan, melting into the mattress, feeling the long hours spent on the plane, the squash session, the time spent with Lando on the golf course. Charles does something wicked to his shoulder blades. Carlos moans louder.

“Dios mio.”

Charles snorts. “Try again.”

“You’re such a brat,” Carlos grits out.

Charles bends, peppering kisses up his spine until he reaches his ear. “You love it, mio tesoro.”

“Do I have any other choice?”

Charles presses a kiss under his ear. “This was your choice,” he says, fingers skimming down his ribs. “Spending time with Lando is also a choice.”

Carlos turns his head, cheek bumping into Charles’ nose. “Jealous?”

Charles grins, wicked. “That would be a sin, wouldn’t it?”

Once upon a time, his Abu warned Carlos that the devil is everything you wish for and more, the horns merely a display of power. Carlos has never seen Charles’ horns. He’s not sure he has any. He is not sure if this is what he wants either, but now that he has it, his life before seems incomplete.

Carlos falls asleep that night against Charles’ chest, relaxed and safe with a pair of arms around his neck and a fresh string of bites on the inside of his thighs. Maybe a deal with the devil is not that bad. Maybe having Charles growling in his ear as he comes that he’ll protect Carlos is not that bad.

Come morning, Charles sends his forgiveness to his Abu back in Spain. He crosses himself and goes on with his day. Australia feels good this year.

[lalaballa]

Listening to this masterpiece again and....aghhh....

"But as long as you still keep pepperin' the pill

You'll find a way to spit it out, again"

(so, please, be honest with yourself and your feelings)

"Stretchin' out the neck on your evenin'

Tryin' to even out some deficit

But it's saber tooth multi-ball confusion"

(saber tooth...as in a "saw toothed lover boy" confusing situation?)

[aclassic-game-ofthrones]

Salt N' Pepperin' out here.

[dabisbratz]

Sho, Toji, or Nanami as sugar daddies?? Sign me up PLEASE!! They'd take you out on fancy dinner dates and shopping sprees, randomly give you expensive gifts (and if you ask them why they'll be like "jus cause you're pretty" like that one song on tik tok) they'll also fuck you in one of their many fancy cars just cause they can- I wanna be their sugar baby SO BAD and it SHOWS 😭

- ⭐️

EEEEJEHSUHS drivin home from a fancy dinner or somethin with them in the back, tryin t’be nice to the chauffeur but they’re too busy pepperin kisses up your neck runnin their hands up your thighs..

nanami would gift you a lot of food i feel like!! very fancy, expensive food especially when he’s off on a business trip n cant cook for you!! he’d have it delivered to you with flowers n a cute lil note that holds your allowance in it!! he also reminds you of things you have to do cause he remembers the lil stuff!!

you wouldn’t see toji as often but when you do it’s good. he goes all out n blows through money like it grows on trees, buys you anythin you want n gifts you ‘toys’. picks you up in one of his many cars n even lets you choose the music!!

sho doesn’t even look like he has money but he has it n he has it good. not really one for grand gestures! so when he buys you stuff with prices you can’t even say out loud he acts like it’s nothin special (guess it’s not much for him!) as long as you show it off to everyone you know!

s’long as you respond with a kiss to their cheeks n a sweet ‘thank you, daddy’ they’re happy to do it all over again!!

[kikiwooo]

Nono you’re right Arlott

Arlott

I like arlott alot

No, Arlott likes you more, he loves you more, dare to argue with me.

Whatever you give him, he gives( at least try to )it back 10x

You give him a kiss? Suddenly, your whole face is being pepperin w/ kisses cause of how much this half-and-half appreciates you. You give him a hug? He holds you tighter, it's gentle and secure.

I headcanon that his temperature changes a lot, like sometimes he'll be ice cold, and other times he'll be burning.

Anyway Arlott will die for you.

[berrymoos]

ive been rewatching power rangers samurai lately bc why not, yk, & my brain has been plagued w regressor jayden hdkfhwkfjekf

i mean cmon he's literally been training to be the red ranger since like 8 years old, always trying to be the best leader he possibly can so he's got aaaall this weight on his shoulders all the time ,,, ohh my gosh he hasn't genuinely rested in so long that when the team tells him to he goes “w. what is that.” OMFJWH /silly

im also thinkin all of the samurai team pitch in w caregiving n stuff - & jay js deserves to be doted on by the ppl that love him - but then again jayden is a master secret keeper so they might not even know much ??

oooo or or or they help in sorta discreet ways! like jayden comes back inside after training & sees that his security blanket has been washed, folded, & his childhood stuffie is sitting atop it, the scent of the laundry detergent still lingering on everything. makes him feel mad small in seconds (which is exactly what he needs after training that hard!!)

one definite cg is antonio when he joins the team bc ugh childhood friends rekindling trope my beloved 🥹 how he finds out isn't the clearest but i'd bet he'd just kinda know; that's his best friend right there & even if it's been years since their last interaction he still knows!!

antonio ABSOLUTELY spoils the living daylights of of jayden, too!! he finds out the only regression gear he has are his blanket and well-loved stuffie - mainly bc samurai duties, partly bc he wants this to be kinda discreet (even if the others do know) - & within a DAY antonio's in jay's room dumping 17 pacis (with paci clips, mind you) 3 new stuffies, 5 chewies, and 4 sippy cups on his bed JKDNAKDJWK – “look i know you want this to be discreet and i totally get that, but i saw the plush that reminded me of you and THIS ONE was right next to it, and behind IT was an oddly-placed sippy so i thought huh might as well, right–” & now he's rambling while jay's sitting there all flustered but so so loved (but he's also like “where did you find the money for this....”)

OOOFMEJ & antonio is sooo lovey w jayden allll the time!!! he could just be sittin on the floor with a few stuffies, mindin his business, & toni'll come up to him n start squishin his little cheeks n pepperin kisses alllll over his face, goin “you're just the cutest little boy ever, yes you are!” & jay's soso red like “toniiiii...!” ,,,, HMMMBFUFFHDJ i luv them hi

[onlyathief]

5d (Clint)

5d from this spicy meme

"y'doin' so good, babygirl," he's purring.

encouragement to keep it up, to sink down further and further with each roll of his hips, comes in the smoothin' of a palm over his spread ass cheeks. pair that with a pepperin' of kisses over his flushed chest, tongue dragging circles around the stiffened peaks of clint's nipples and you got yourself one hell of a good fuck goin' on.

remy slides forward just a little to slump in the chair and offer up more of his lap for clint to settle on as he bounced. it was incredible, seeing how well the man worked his tight backside down the thick of remy's cock, and remy didn't even have to touch him much, though he most certainly would soon.

"tell me what it feels like, all stretched tight 'round my cock, babygirl."

[toastyghosty2425]

I might work on tmna x tmnt next generation liam is pepper and Leo's kid and this Leo and pepperin the future

[rafesangelita]

can i request a [🍪] chocolate chip cookie, for “bed chem” by sabrina carpenter

₊˚⊹ᰔ 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦

pairing: soft!dom!rafe x kook!sweetheart!reader

summary: ❝how you talk so sweet when you’re doing bad things. that’s bed chem.❞ — rafe loves coming home to his girl.

warnings: sooo much dirty talk, lots of praise, grinding (?), unprotected sex, brief mention of reader having a size kink, multiple orgasms, love biting, yk rafe has to talk you through it ;)

word count: 1.0k

a/n: me realizing this is the first explicit piece i write with rafe and kook!sweetheart!reader :0

“fuck, just look at you..” rafe had you laid out on your bed, his lips whispering sweet nothings against your skin. “so fucking beautiful, ‘always ready for me to take you when i get home.” he ran his large hands up your bare thighs, his cock stirring in his briefs. you took your bottom lip between your teeth, his rough palms a stark contrast to your soft flesh. “this is all i think about when we’re apart.” you gasped when he spread your legs open, his eyes darkening at the sight of your glossy folds. “you’re already wet just thinking about it, huh?” you nodded, meeting his lust filled gaze.

“you’re so passive with me, baby, i love that. ‘love when i walk in here and you give me those ‘fuck me�� eyes.” he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your jaw as his hand trailed down to where you needed him most. you couldn’t help the moan slipping past your lips when the pads of his fingers found your needy clit, all of his attention zeroing in on the way you melted into his touch. “coming home to you like this.. fuck this is all i’ll ever need.” you swore you could cum from his words alone. cupping his face, you pulled him down to meet your lips. like always, he tasted like a little bit of liquor with a hint of mint.

“please, rafe..” you weren’t exactly sure what you were begging for, but since rafe always called the shots, you let him decide where this was going to go. you watched as he took himself out of his boxers, a shaky breath emitting from your mouth. you could never get used to the mere sight of him, the size difference of you two making butterflies erupt in your tummy every single time. rafe laid down, pulling you on top of him as his cock sprang up against his stomach. “grind on me, pretty girl, you know how i like it.” his hands rested in the curves of your hips as you dragged your soaked cunt up and down the underside of his length.

rafe groaned, his head falling back against your pillows as your sensitive bundle of nerves glided on top of his cock with ease. “shit,” he said through gritted teeth, “you’re doing so good for me, doll face.” you whimpered, feeling empty while fighting the urge to sink onto him. “wanna feel you inside me, ray..” your nails dug into the skin of his toned chest, your boyfriend’s mouth falling open in a silent moan. “not yet, baby, let’s go slow, ‘promise i’ll be fucking you into oblivion very soon.” your cheeks heated, muttering a pathetic ‘okay..’ before continuing your ministrations.

rafe was in absolute awe watching the way you moved on top of him, those little sounds falling from your swollen lips as you panted and whined from not being filled up. you jolted with every swipe of your clit against the head of his cock. rafe knew how sensitive you were, how it never took much to have you making a mess on him in no time. that fact turned him on more than anything else he could think of. adjusting the grip he had on your hips, you let out a yelp when he started dragging you up and down his cock himself. “i want that pussy greedy and sucking me in when i flip you over.”

you shuddered, feeling the familiar heat start to boil until rafe brought it to the surface. rafe thought you looked the prettiest when you were cumming, your expression ingrained in his brain forever. “oh, my g- fuck, rafe!” he knew it was good when you cursed out loud, your body trembling and shaking as your high washed over you. rafe pulled you into his chest, peppering your face with kisses until you were nothing but jelly in his arms. without giving you any time to recover, rafe pushed your face into the pillows, snaking an arm underneath your waist before thrusting into you without warning.

thankfully your scream was muffled, your fingers digging into the sheets for dear life. rafe’s skin was flushed to your own, the weight of him on your back making you mewl. “so fucking tight, holy shit.” he kissed the spot behind your ear, his arms enveloping yours. you intertwined your fingers with his as he thrusted into you, stretching you so deliciously. you moaned, the feeling of his cock kissing your cervix made you clench around him. arching into his thrusts, he rested his head in the curve of your neck. “you’re so fucking perfect, ‘taking it so good.” rafe bit your earlobe, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine.

you nearly lost it when he angled his hips, the thick head of his cock hitting the spot inside of you that made you see stars. “oh!” you gasped, your face contorting into one of pleasure. “i know baby, fuckin’ hell, i know.” he shuddered, feeling the start of his peak forming in his stomach. “gonna fill you up, ‘make you take every last drop..” he pressed a kiss between your shoulder blades before sitting up on his knees. adjusting your position so your ass was in the air, you lost all ability to form a single thought when he took your hands behind your back and plowed into you until you were crying out, begging for him to never stop.

when the band snapped, and rafe fell over the edge, he cursed against your skin, holding you still as your own orgasm hit you at the same time. he painted your walls with his cum, his hands never leaving yours. you loved squeezing around him, taking him for everything he had while his breath fanned against your skin. he stayed nestled inside you for a few minutes before pulling out with a hiss. you laid limp, your boyfriend pulling you close as he stroked the side of your face. wiping the stray tears from your cheeks, rafe admired your post-sex afterglow. “what are you thinking about?” he hummed, snapping you out of your daze.

“how you talk so sweet when you’re doing bad things.”

[klausie]

a fun activity of mine isto pepperin foreign words into my vocabulary in a very thick american accent

[mayhemproduces]

The pads of explosive barbed wire surrounded the ring, and several weapons left strewn around had explosive charges attached to them too. Steve Guy was in the middle of Effy’s introduction when VENY had decided he’d heard enough, before Steve could even finish, VENY had a tube bundle in her hands and she smashed it over Effy from behind! VENY wasn’t wasting any more time here tonight! Effy is knocked right out of the ring, as Steve Guy evacuates and Tom Dunn calls for the bell! We’re underway! 

VENY follows Effy outside of the ring, already being accosted by our fans here in Atlanta, receiving mixed chants for both VENY and Effy, a very split crowd despite this being Effy’s show. VENY shouted back at them, but never saw that Effy had already procured a chair, and as VENY turned back around to go after Effy, she’s caught with a steel chair right to the dome! VENY was clearly rattled by the chair shot, and might not know where she is right now! VENY stumbles to her feet, and Effy grabs him, slamming him into the barricade, before landing a few right hands to the head, before starting to bite VENY! Effy threw VENY into another section of the barricade, before going to get one of the weapons that had been brought out for this match, a milk jug filled with sand, taped to the end of a broomhandle. Effy swung wildly at VENY, connecting with head and body shots, before the milk jug broke off. Effy then broke the broomhandle over his knee, and with the new sharp, jagged point, began to dig into VENY’s forehead! VENY was already bleeding from the very first chairshot, but now the blood flow had been increased by Effy. Effy caught VENY with one more shot to the head, before throwing him to the side, taking a second to relish in the rabid Atlanta fans, before grabbing VENY again, and hiptossing VENY right into the Exploding Barbed Wire! C4 charges fire off, as VENY’s flesh is singed by the explosion! The bombs around ringside already claim their first victim, as VENY rolls out of the barbed wire, shaking from the pain of the explosion! 

Effy grabbed a door and brought it into the ring, before setting it up in the corner, grabbing VENY, and literally just throwing VENY right through the door! Effy once again took a moment for the fans, before grabbing the box of light tubes that had been set in the corner, grabbing a few out, and setting them up where VENY was seated in the corner. Effy then ran off the ropes and hit his running boot scrape, kicking the glass light tubes, and sending a rain of glass right into VENY’s face and upper body! 

As the crowd continued to chant for Effy, Effy grabbed the pieces of broken door, and the parts of the light tubes that were still somewhat intact, and began stacking them on top of VENY. Effy then climbed up onto the second rope, looking for a big splash, crashing down on VENY and absolutely crushing him beneath the wreckage he was currently buried under! Effy landed the move and began pounding on the wooden boards, getting the crowd even more fired up. Once again Effy was up and firing up his fans, getting even louder as the match was going on. Effy grabbed VENY again, but suddenly VENY was showing signs of life, catching Effy with a few body shots, causing Effy to stumble back, and VENY to get up to her feet. VENY swung wildly at Effy with a lariat, but Effy ducked, before twisting VENY around and planting her with a DDT! VENY was spiked right on the top of her head! Effy takes a second to try and pluck some of the glass out of his back before getting up, and searching for his next weapon. Effy got out of the ring, and walked over to the fans, gesturing that he wanted their chairs. A few fans offered them up, and Effy threw them in the ring behind him, all and all collecting about six chairs in total. Effy got back into the ring and picked up two of the chairs, before setting them up back to back, Necro Butcher style. Effy then went to grab VENY, when suddenly VENY broke Effy’s hold, and began peppering Effy with forearm shots, punctuating them with a brutal European uppercut, before lifting Effy onto her shoulders, and hitting a massive Death Valley Driver onto the set up chairs! Effy’s spine connected with the points of the chairs, as he rolled off of them and into the corner, holding his back and struggling to stand. VENY grabbed a chair, and threw it at Effy, connecting with it, sending Effy down into a seated position, before charging and crashing into Effy with a cannonball! VENY drags Effy out of the corner, looking for the first cover of the match! 

1…2… Kickout!

Effy kicks out at two! VENY didn’t waste much time, getting right back up to her feet, and watching Effy get up in the corner. Effy was struggling to his feet, and grabbing a chair, but VENY still charged him, and when Effy put the chair up to swing it, VENY connected with a massive bicycle pump knee, connecting with the chair, and sending it right into Effy’s face! Effy fell against the ropes, and VENY quickly ran off them, before delivering a massive bicycle knee to the back of Effy’s Head, before grabbing him by the back waistband of his shorts, and lifting him up into an electric chair! VENY eyed the pile of chairs in the middle of the ring, before walking over to them, and dropping Effy down with a massive One Winged Angel, Effy landing right on the pile of chairs! VENY made the cover again! 

1...2… kickout! 

Effy out again! VENY gets up on his knees and looks down at Effy, a smirk spreading across his face as he does. “What’s wrong, Effy? I thought this was what you wanted?!” VENY gave Effy a kick to the ribs. “C’mon, Effy. You’re letting everyone down, just like you always do!” VENY went to pick Effy up, but Effy started firing back with a series of forearms, starting to stun VENY, before Effy turned around to hit the ropes, trying to go for a clothesline on VENY, when VENY ducked it and nailed Effy with a kick right to the kidneys! Effy sat up and clutched his back in pain, as VENY kicked him back down, hit the ropes, and crashed down onto Effy with a senton! VENY shoves Effy down to the mat and hooks the leg for a cover!

1….2… Kickout!

Effy wasn’t done fighting tonight. VENY got back to her feet, before grabbing a styrofoam board, with a bunch of plastic forks sticking up out of it, and setting it in the middle of the ring, grabbing Effy again, and slamming Effy down onto the forks with a Falcon Arrow! This earned VENY a chant of “You Sick Fuck!” Which VENY simply smiled at, before wiping some of the blood on her forehead off with her hand, before taking a nice, slow lick of his hand, savoring the taste of her own blood. VENY then walked over to the corner, grabbing a Barbed Wire Lawn Chair, And setting it up, before grabbing Effy and pushing him into it, forcing Effy’s ass and back right into the barbed wire! VENY marches across the ring, and seemed to be setting up for something, when a fan yelling at her seemed to catch her attention, as VENY began yelling back and forth with the fan, daring them to come over the barricade, before turning her attention back to Effy, and charging him with an imploding Senton, but Effy moved at the last second! VENY crashed into the turnbuckles, and Effy grabbed VENY, hitting her with a small wooden crate, breaking it over VENY’s head, before pulling VENY out of the corner, and wrapping his hand around VENY’s throat, going for a Chokeslam, but VENY managed to escape, before grabbing Effy, going for the Storm Cradle Driver, but Effy escapes, slips behind VENY, and drives her into the mat with a dragon suplex! VENY is stunned, and Effy grabs the styrofoam board full of forks again, setting it down, before grabbing VENY and driving her into it head first with a double arm DDT! Effy goes for the cover! 

1...2… kickout! 

VENY manages to stay alive! Effy looked down at the forks again, and began to pull them out of the board, apparently looking to drive them into VENY’s head. Effy grabbed VENY by the hair and began to drive the forks into her forehead, causing VENY to bleed even more than she already was. Blood trickled down VENY’s forehead as Effy continued to stab him, before throwing the forks away, and looking for something else to go after VENY with. Effy rolled out of the ring, and quickly began rearranging furniture, grabbing two chairs and setting them up, before grabbing a pane of glass on the outside and setting that up in between them. Effy then grabbed two more chairs, and set those up on top of the pane of glass, before grabbing another pane of glass and setting it between those two chairs, creating some makeshift double decker glass pane sandwich thing. Effy then grabbed VENY, and dragged her in between it, laying VENY across one of the panes of glass, before Effy climbed up onto the apron, before climbing up onto the second rope, and beginning to bounce. Effy built up momentum, bouncing a few times, before leaping off, crashing down through both panes of glass, and VENY, with a splash! Glass exploded everywhere, and both compettiors laid in a heap on the outside, bleeding, perhaps both of them unconcious! What lengths were these two willing to go to in order to put each other away here tonight?! 

Effy is the first up, having to lean on the apron just to stand. Effy wipes some of the blood from his head, before grabbing VENY by the hair, pulling her up, and tossing her into the steel ringpost. VENY’s head connects with the steel and she just crumples to her knees, probably unsure of where he’s at currently. Effy then goes back underneath the ring, retrieving a door out from underneath, and sliding it into the ring. Effy then goes over and grabs VENY, dragging him back up as well, and tossing him into the ring. Effy pulls another door out from underneath the ring, and this time, he grabs the steel guardrail and pulls it closer towards the ring, in order to bridge the door between the ring apron and the guardrail. Effy takes a moment to pump the crowd back up, before he climbs up onto the apron in order to get back into the ring, but suddenly, VENY is quickly back on her feet and catches Effy with a boot to the face, and a couple of forearms, stunning Effy on the apron, before looking behind him, looking at the door bridged right over the barbed wire bomb patch. VENY caught Effy with another forearm, before grabbing Effy, lifting him up, and putting him through the door with a Suplex Toss off the apron! Effy crashes through the door, and then down into the barbed wire, where an explosion fires off and singes Effy! Effy rolls around in agony, but VENY wasn’t done! VENY gets down and tosses Effy back into the ring, before grabbing a baseball bat that has been rigged with C4. VENY waits for Effy to get up, before she charges, swings the bat, and causes a small explosion to fire off on contact! Effy shouts in pain as his skin is fried by the explosives, as VENY tosses the bat aside and goes for another pin. 

1….2… Kickout! 

Effy stays alive again! Effy refuses to die! VENY gets up, breathing heavily, clearly frustrated that she hadn’t yet put Effy away. VENY picks up Effy again, and tries to set him up for a piledriver, but Effy fires off a couple of elbows to VENY’s head, blocking it. VENY lets him go, and Effy charges VENY, dropping her with a clothesline. VENY gets back to her feet, and as Effy goes for another clothesline, VENY ducks it, before taking a wild swing with a roundhouse kick that Effy ducks, but VENY keeps her momentum going, swings back around, and drops Effy with an Enziguri! VENY gets back to her feet, and as Effy is stunned, grabs Effy, and plants him with a massive piledriver! That might be it! VENY may have just put Effy down for good! Cover!

1….2… Kickout! 

VENY shouts in frustration as Effy kicks out again. “Are you fucking kidding me?!” She shouts over at Tom, who just shakes his head and insists it was two. VENY pounds the mat, and stands back up, beginning to circle Effy. 

“You really won’t stay down, will you?” VENY stomped on Effy, as xhe picked up a light tube, and stared down at her opponent. “This is fun for me, Effy, I promise you. I’m enjoying every moment of this.” VENY stomped Effy again, before grabbing him by the head and lifting him up, forcing him to sit upright, before she took the light tube and placed it in Effy’s mouth, grabbing both ends of it, before snapping it in half, using Effy’s mouth as the fulcrum, breaking the light tube right in Effy’s mouth! The crowd gasped in horror, but frankly, one should have come to expect this level of brutality and violence from these two. VENY grabbed the box of light tubes, before pouring them out onto the mat, lining them all up in a pile, before grabbing Effy, lifting him up, and driving him down right on top of the light tubes with a Michinoku Driver! VENY hooked Effy’s leg for another cover!

1...2… Kickout!

Effy managed to stay alive again, but it was clear from the amount of times now that he’d been driven into glass, that he was losing a significant amount of blood. If he was going to turn this around, he’d have to do it quickly. VENY rolled out of the ring after the unsuccessful pin attempt, and began looking around for other weapons she could use. She looked under the ring and pulled out a door, grabbing a couple of chairs to go along with it. VENY slides all of these things into the ring, before hopping up onto the apron. VENY sees Effy charge him, and manages to sidestep Effy trying to catch him with a shoulder, and catches Effy with a kick to the head, stunning him. Effy stumbles back as VENY starts to get back into the ring, before using the ropes to catch Effy with a slingshot cutter in the middle of the ring! Innovative offense here from VENY! 

VENY gets back up, and begins to unfold the chairs, before carefully placing the door between them, before turning to collect Effy again, catching him with a few clubbing blows to the back, before laying Effy across the makeshift table she’d just made. VENY then began to head for the top rope, setting her feet on the top, before launching herself with the Shooting Star Press, crashing down on Effy! VENY may have just ended this! Cover!

1….2….Kickout!

Effy KICKS OUT AGAIN! Effy  WILL NOT DIE! Chants for Effy grow louder and louder, and VENY sits up in disbelief, unsure of just what he was going to have to do to end this one. Only one idea came to mind; piledriver off the top. VENY got back to her feet and grabs for the chairs in the ring, setting them up, before VENY grabbed for the door that had been brought into the ring by Effy earlier, perhaps the last unbroken door allotted to these two compettiors for this match. VENY bridged the door across the chairs, and then went to the ropes to grab some of the light tubes that had yet to have been broken. VENY lays the tubes on the door, before going back over to Effy, and drags him over towards the turnbuckles. VENY climbs herself up to the second rope, before pulling Effy up by his shirt, and pulling him up onto the ropes with her. VENY tries lifting him up for the piledriver, but Effy catches VENY with a few well placed back elbows, causing VENY to let Effy go. VENY was stunned sitting on the top rope, and Effy grabbed a bundle of tubes, before smashing the tube bundle over VENY’s head! VENY hunched over, perhaps out cold, as Effy climbed back up to the top. Effy grabs VENY and holds her up, as the two stand on the top rope, before Effy leaps, launches himself up, and SENDS VENY TO THE MAT, CRUSHING HER WITH A TOP ROPE SACK RYDER! VENY’s HEAD DRIVEN TO THE MAT! COVER! 

1…..2…..3!

“Here is your winner, EFFY!”