#sebastian fan fluid

[chestersbraincell]

The Sebastian Solace brainrot is so real because me and my friend just spent a treacherous like 2-3 hours trying over and over again to get to his shop only to, once there, simply climb up onto his character model and sit there in his arms completely fawning over him for a good half hour

[chestersbraincell]

Me when Sebastian solace from the hit Roblox game pressure

Let me be very clear:

When I say I want in her bed, I don't mean for sex. I mean for sleeping with her. And not "sleeping with her" aka sex.

ACTUALLY sleeping!

Cuddled up and cozy. Resting together.

[valkyyriia]

Day 12 - Love's Labour's Lost

Kinktober 2024 Prompt List | Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Words: 1218 CW: Non-consensual voyeurism, PiV, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Public Sex, Suffering Shakespeare, attempted Shakespearean writing Pairing: Comte de Saint-Germain x Reader Prompt(s): Voyeurism/Exhibitionism | Edging

Notes: For once Sebastian isn’t the one that gets to suffer.

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It started subtly.

A lingering touch here; a sweet whisper to the ear there.

A not-so-innocent innocent look across the table.

Clearly Claudine knew what was going on, if the cheeky glances she was giving you were of any indication. A terrible friend, truly.

Or a good one, considering she had the good graces to keep it to herself. Mostly, anyway.

When Comte had excused you both to get some fresh air, she had the audacity to wink at you. How dare she!

Your face flushed a deep crimson at her indirect teasing, giving her an imploring look of your own. She had just laughed and fanned herself with her hand.

You couldn’t deny her intuition, though; not with Comte pressing you up against the wall like he was. Your voluminous skirts were bunched around your waist and le Comte’s pants were undone as he fucked you on the balcony, tucked behind a large potted plant and just out of sight of the gala on the other side of the French doors. The brisk October night sent gooseflesh up your arms, the temperature a stark contrast to the intense heat coursing through your veins and pooling in your stomach.

Comte rutted into you quickly; after all, you were at a party. If the two of you were gone for too long, it would raise questions that neither of you particularly wished to answer. Wasting no time, the vampire slid a hand around your thigh and towards the crux of your legs, rubbing small concentric circles around the sensitive nub there.

You bit your lip, a soft moan falling from your mouth as you struggled to bite back your sounds of pleasure.

“You have to be quiet, ma chérie, or someone’s going to hear us. We don’t want that, do we?” Comte murmured, his hips rocking against yours, your clothes muffling the sounds of skin against skin.

Fortunately for you both, most of the other attendees had opted to stay inside rather than venture out into the open autumn air. The only exception was, in an odd twist of fate, le Comte’s friend and fellow vampire, William Shakespeare.

Will had journeyed outside not too long before and was leaning over the balustrade, staring up at the full moon high in the sky. As far as you could tell, the playwright was completely unware of the fact his vampiric sire was currently having a tryst with you on the other side of the topiary.

Although you knew you would be positively mortified if Will - or Guilliame, as he was known in this century - were to catch you with your figurative pants around your ankles, the possibility of being caught sent a thrill up your spine. You shuddered, your cunt clamping down on Comte’s cock as an orgasm ripped through you. Comte inhaled sharply, but quietly, as he thrust into you a couple more times before finally releasing himself inside of you.

Comte thrust one final time before pulling himself out from within you, tucking himself back into his pants as you adjusted your own undergarments. He straightened his shirt as you let your skirts fall back into place, wincing as you felt a trickle of fluid begin to leak down your thigh. You hated nineteenth century undergarments.

Not that you had made a regular habit of walking around full of your partner’s come during the twenty-first century, either, so you supposed the modern underclothes hadn’t quite been put to the same test.

“So much for being a gentleman,” you sighed quietly, shifting your skirts. The length of the skirts was another plus to the nineteenth century, you supposed; it would be much more difficult to notice the trail of come dribbling down your legs underneath a floor length gown.

Comte chuckled lightly, pulling you close and pressing a kiss against your temple. “Naughty thing. At least we can blame those flushed cheeks on the cold,” he teased. ,” he murmured into your hair. “You really do know how to turn me on, chérie, regardless of the time or place.”

“Really, Abel; you’re just insatiable,” you replied, huffing lightly.

He captured your lips in a chaste, but sweet, kiss. “I just can’t help it around you. Je t’aime.”

You leaned forward into his firm chest, his arms wrapping around you as your own wound around his waist. A shiver ran through your body.

“Let’s get you inside where it’s warm, ma chérie,” Comte said as he placed his hand on your back and started to lead you back inside. “We can’t have you getting sick.” Between the post-coital haze and Comte’s gentle teasing, you had nearly forgotten you were outside. You looked up at him in horror as you suddenly remembered you weren’t alone on the balcony.

Shakespeare, by some stroke of good fortune, was still staring up at the moon, seemingly lost in thought. The playwright had apparently not realized he was not alone on the balcony, thank the stars. Comte dropped another kiss on top of your hair in relief as the two of you quickly and quietly returned to the party.

In your haste, the both of you failed to notice the faint flush dusted across Will’s cheekbones and his tight grip on the balustrade as he pointedly looked anywhere and everywhere else but in your direction.

Shakespeare breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the couple had returned inside. What on Earth were they thinking, copulating in public? Anyone could have walked in on them! It’s not like they were subtle about what they were doing!

They had chosen to take shelter behind a topiary of all things. Sure, William hadn’t seen anything - but it’s not like a perennial plant offered any kind of protection against sound.

He was torn; on one hand, he felt perhaps he should say something to le Comte in private and warn him for the future. On the other hand, to admit to hearing them - and not promptly absconding from the situation - was completely mortifying.

To tell, or not to tell? That was indeed the question: whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of profound embarrassment; to take up arms for his fellow companions, given life once more by the good Comte, and deign himself to shrift his voyeuristic sins? Or to retire in cowardice; to sleep, the secret of his folly kept ‘til he at long last shuffled this not-so-mortal coil?

Was he Fortune’s fool, indeed?

William shook his head, his forehead falling into his palm as he exhaled harshly.

The last time William had gone by le Comte’s mansion, Sebastian had pulled him aside to warn him to be vigilant and to be sure to knock before entering a room. When he asked why, Sebastian had responded with a rather cryptic “it’d be in your best interest.”

Suddenly the entire conversation made far more sense.

Never in his wildest dreams would William have thought le Comte de Saint-Germain as profane as to make the beast with two backs on the balcony at his friend’s birthday gala.

Will groaned, rubbing his eyes.

Perhaps he should head home and crack open the fine vintage his troupe had given him for his own upcoming birthday. Maybe then he could forget everything he heard that night.

Or maybe not.

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The Serpent's Paramour CH 5 - Sebastian Sallow x Female!Reader

Summary: The morning after your magical 'outburst' is filled to the brim with questions, answers, and even more questions. When Sebastian reveals you'll be accompanying him to a place that's bound to be riddled with the worst sorts of people, you find yourself contemplating whether your decision to help him was the right one.

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: 18+, aged up characters, explicit language, shameless flirting

Chapter 5 is now up here on Ao3 !

Warm, comfortable silence greeted you when you awoke. 

Not just the kind of quiet that existed in an empty room early in the morning or late at night. It went far deeper than that. The insistent hum of magic that had existed in the back of your mind for the past five years was gone– or perhaps dormant was a better word to use. You knew the power was there, lurking beneath the surface like a shark biding its time, but for the moment it was sated. Spent. No longer threatening to boil over like a botched potion in a cauldron. 

You also felt remarkably good, all things considered. As your eyes cracked open and took in the sight of the familiar canopy overhead, you found your vision to be sharper, your head clearer, and the perpetual ache that had taken root in your bones was no longer present. Even when you had used your power in the past, you’d never felt so at ease afterwards. Letting the errant magic erupt evidently had its upsides, but despite the overall outcome of everything, you never wanted to experience something like that again. 

The pain had been… insurmountable. 

With a small shudder, you rolled your head to the side and were instantly surprised to find Sebastian seated in an armchair beside the bed. Those thick arms of his were crossed over one another, his head tucked into his chest and his long legs outstretched as he dozed. It looked far from comfortable, but even if it wasn’t, his discomfort wasn’t visible on his face. If anything, he appeared the most serene you’d ever seen him. 

Pushing yourself up to lean back against the mountain of pillows behind you, your eyes swept over the brunet, shamelessly studying him while the opportunity presented itself. He really had become quite handsome… not that you’d ever tell the conceited prick. Full, dark lashes fanned out delicately against his high cheekbones, and the constellation of freckles that adorned his entire face stood stark against his sun-kissed skin. You wondered then how long he had been out of Azkaban for him to look so… vibrant. 

That strange, abstract tattoo of his was more noticeable now than it had been before; the sleeves of the dark button-up shirt he wore were rolled up to his elbows, giving you a clear view of the intricate design, and you came to the conclusion that your original impression rang half-true. It did kind of look like lightning, but the lines were too thick in some places– too fluid. To make matters more interesting, the tattoo seemed to move.

It was hard to know for certain, but with Sebastian sitting wholly still, there was no mistaking the way the tattoo actively coiled around his skin, seemingly stuck in a permanent spiral as the design wrapped around his right arm and shifted in the areas along his neck. You had never seen anything like it before, and you silently wondered what kind of magic existed that could enchant artwork on living flesh.

“See something you like?” 

You jolted in place, your gaze flying from Sebastian’s arm to his now open eyes staring back at you, and there wasn’t a chance in hell you could have stopped the flush that spread from your ears all the way down to your chest. 

As Sebastian stretched his arms over his head, you found yourself tracking the movement in your peripheral vision, and in an attempt to chase away your newfound nervousness, you cleared your throat and asked him, “What does your tattoo mean?” 

He grunted as he settled back against his seat and balanced his elbow on the armrest, sticking his hand under his chin so he could support his head while he stared at you seriously. “I don’t really think you’re the one who gets to be asking questions here.” 

Touché. “It moved,” you pressed further. 

Sebastian sighed, blinking at you slowly as he seemed to debate indulging your curiosity. It took a herculean effort, but you kept your eyes on his when his tongue darted out to wet his lips before he said, “A question for a question. Ask me something, and I get to do the same. No lies, no secrets, just… the truth.”

It was a fair deal, you had to admit. Besides, you already knew what he wanted to ask you, and there would be no tiptoeing around that particular topic anytime soon. Chances are he already knew everything about what had transpired the night prior, and in an odd turn of events, you strangely felt like you owed him an explanation in regards to almost blowing up his house. With that in mind, you nodded. 

“Alright,” he murmured, sounding somewhat surprised. The hand under his chin dropped to grip the armrest, and he absently waved towards you with the other, “Fire away.” 

“The same question as before; what’s the deal with your tattoo? I’ve never seen anything like it.” 

In response, Sebastian held out his right arm to let your eyes rove over it up close. Sure enough, when he held the limb still, it was way easier to make out the blatant shifting of the design over his skin. “Think of it as less of a tattoo and more of a brand, courtesy of our illustrious Ministry.” 

The venom in his tone didn’t escape you, and the implication in his statement registered immediately. “You mean you got that before–” the words lodged in your throat, and you worked to swallow around the sudden dryness you found there. Sebastian knew what you refrained from saying, however, and the spark that flared in his eyes then made your heart race. 

“Before Azkaban? Yes. Given to me after my trial and preceding my imprisonment. It signifies my use of Unforgivables, but ordinarily it wouldn’t move. That special trait is reserved for escapees so we’re easier to track down.” 

Nervously, your eyes fell to your lap as you absentmindedly picked at your cuticles, the surge of compunction that overtook you leaving you more uncomfortable than you cared to admit. “Do you have any other ‘brands’ then?”

Sebastian was silent for a moment before he reluctantly murmured, “Not anymore.” When you glanced back at him, he had averted his gaze to the top of the bed canopy, and despite the fact that he was only a handful of feet away from you, the look in his eyes told you that he was somewhere far, far away. The pit of remorse you felt in your gut worsened in that instant. “That was two questions, by the way. Now it’s my turn,” he added after a moment, the side of his mouth quirking up into a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes. 

You said nothing as he sat forward to rest his elbows on his knees, the amusement vanishing from his face entirely as he stared you down. “What the fuck happened last night?” 

You knew it had been coming, but you still hesitated to answer right away. It scared you to acknowledge your secret– to put it out in the open after five long years of hiding it away. It terrified you almost as much as it had terrified you to lose control, to not be able to fight back the waves of pain that had crashed over you and left you a writhing, whimpering mess in the dirt. Naturally you were worried that confessing the truth would only result in Sebastian confining you under more wards and restrictions. But even still, there was no easy way to lie your way out of this one. So, you steeled your nerves and met the brunet’s dark, unwavering stare. 

“I don’t really know where to start,” you mumbled. 

To his credit, Sebastian didn’t scoff or roll his eyes. He simply said, “How about at the beginning?” 

The beginning. Five years ago was when it had all started, beneath the foundations of Hogwarts with Professor Fig at your side. It seemed like a lifetime ago, but you’d relived that day enough times to know precisely what had transpired in those fateful hours separated from your friends. 

So you told him. You reminded him of Isidora– of how she had used your shared ability to accumulate all the pain she had collected to store in the repository. How it sat dormant and quiet for centuries until Ranrok came barreling through, seeking to claim it for himself. You detailed how blinded by the idea of power you were, and how you had opted to absorb the magic for yourself and justified the decision with the excuse that it was no longer safe to leave it where it was. Professor Fig’s disappointment in you was harder to dredge up, so you dutifully kept his feelings on the matter vague before diving into how the power had a mind of its own– demanding to be let loose or sated with remnants of ancient magic you found lingering throughout the Highlands. The details of your escapades were summarized and kept brief, but in short, you recounted how you’d isolated yourself for the last two years to better see your journey through. 

A journey with no end in sight. 

Sebastian said nothing for the entirety of your story, simply watching you with a steadfast expression on his face and curiosity burning in his dark eyes. Only when your voice trailed off and a heavy silence settled over the room did he break eye contact to stare at your fidgeting hands, and he raked his fingers through his hair with a small sigh. “So this power, you can’t control it?” 

“Isn’t it my turn to ask a question?” 

“Humor me,” he instructed you with a smirk. “You can ask me two questions after this.”

Drawing in a deep breath, you tipped your head back against the headboard and made a sour face. “I can control it, but if I don’t use it enough it sort of… bursts out.” 

“Has it ever happened before last night?” 

You made a mental note that he now owed you three questions, then nodded. “Once, but it wasn’t as… severe. It’s how I figured all of this out. Trial and error.”

He dipped his chin slowly in understanding, settling back in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest once again. Whatever he was thinking, you didn’t know, but all in all he seemed to be taking the news rather well. You could see the gears in his head spinning as he played over every lick of information you’d given him, and you took advantage of the lapse in conversation to collect the answers he owed you. 

“When did you escape from Azkaban?” 

Sebastian paused as he mulled over the question; not out of hesitation, but out of obvious reflection. Had it been that long? “About two years ago, give or take.” 

Two whole years? It baffled you to think that you’d been none the wiser to his prison break during that time, until you contemplated when you would have had the opportunity to hear about it. Over the course of the last two years, you had rarely found yourself in established towns or in public places long enough to hear much of anything, always moving quickly with your head down to avoid unwanted attention. Being oblivious to something like an inmate escaping Azkaban wasn’t the hardest thing to wrap your brain around when you thought long and hard about it. 

Sebastian tipped his head back over the backrest of his chair, staring up at the ceiling as if searching for something there. You watched him quietly for a moment before asking, “How did you escape?” 

There was no missing the far off look that filled his eyes at the question. He swallowed thickly, your own gaze following the pronounced bob of his adam’s apple as he drew in a slow, deep breath. “I’m not at liberty to say,” he said stiffly, furrowing his brow as he seemed to stare harder at the ceiling. 

You couldn’t help it– you scoffed, “That’s not fair, I thought you said no secrets.” 

“Well this secret isn’t just mine to keep.” Sebastian’s long fingers curled into fists atop his lap, and he fixed you with a stern look meant to quell any arguments on the spot. “I don’t have a choice.”

Your pulse kicked up as indignant anger took root, and the piercing glare you aimed at the man did little to lessen the stone cold resolve on his face. Suddenly you couldn’t help but feel incredibly foolish for having believed that this would be a seamless exchange. At the end of the day, the version of Sebastian you found yourself conversing with was still a stranger to you. “Everyone has a choice,” you retorted, crossing your arms over your chest and averting your gaze to one of the bed posts. “You’re choosing not to tell me.”

“I made an Unbreakable Vow,” he fired back instantly, and your wide eyes fell back on him at the revelation. “I can’t tell you. The circumstances surrounding my escape are… complicated.”

What in the nine hells could be important enough to warrant an Unbreakable Vow? Nora had already confessed that her motley group was responsible for Sebastian’s current status as an escapee, and she’d alluded to his freedom being given to him in exchange for something else. Maybe it had something to do with that?

There was no guarantee that he would even tell you, but you still found yourself asking him, “Does it have anything to do with the ‘deal’ Nora mentioned?” 

Sebastian said nothing, opting to silently work a muscle in his jaw as his eyes seemingly darkened. He might be different in other ways now compared to your fifth-year, but it didn’t take a mind reader to see that he was mad. You’d seen that look on his face enough times in the past to know that you’d inadvertently thrown Nora under the metaphorical carriage, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to care. When Sebastian sat back in his seat and looked to his clenched hands in his lap, he shook his head minutely, something strikingly similar to guilt washing over his features for a split second. 

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll forget whatever Nora told you.”

Bastard.

“Whatever,” you groused, his threat falling on deaf ears, and you rolled your eyes before pivoting your knees to the other side of the bed and angling your torso away so you no longer faced him. The motion conveyed very clearly that you were fed up with the conversation, and you heard him swear softly under his breath. 

“Please, just–  fuck– ask me anything else. I want this to work, just… bear with me here, okay?” 

Your lips stayed stubbornly sealed for a few seconds while you stewed in your anger. Sebastian, ever the patient saint, waited with his big brown eyes pinned wholly on you, and even without looking at him you could tell he was doing his best impression of a kicked puppy. Eventually though, you sighed and directed your next question up at the bed canopy while you twisted the sheets around your fingers. “Can I have my wand back?” 

At first, you expected for him to outright refuse. It made perfect sense for him to want you to remain unarmed while you were under house arrest, especially because you had yet to willingly agree to help him find the relic. Nevermind the fact that you had such volatile magic at your disposal; Sebastian was well within his captor rights to keep your wand as far from you as humanly possible. 

To your surprise, however, he seemed to actually consider your request. 

He eyed you warily, “When your power explodes like that, what’s it like?” 

“Painful,” you summarized quickly. That was putting it mildly, to be completely honest. 

“And using the power really prevents that?” It sounded insane to hear someone say it out loud, but the truth was always more complicated than it had any right to be. You nodded. “Will you ever run out of repository magic? Since it was pain collected from a certain number of people, wouldn’t there just be nothing left after a while?” 

“I doubt it,” you said with a frown, wanting more than anything for his hypothesis to be true. “It’s still as active as ever after five years and I’ve used it consistently from the get go. I’ve never once felt my abilities wane.” 

Sebastian nodded once again, glancing down at his feet and pursing his lips as he chose his next words carefully. “If I give you your wand back to help you keep your magic in check, will you stay?”

To say you were stunned would be a monumental understatement. After days of feeling stuck with no means of escape or self-defense, the answer to all of your problems was actually being offered to you on a silver platter. You could apparate away and have the one thing at your disposal that you desperately needed to keep moving forward. None of the Ashwinders lurking in the shadows could stop you– Sebastian couldn’t stop you. Freedom was well within reach if you forced out one little lie that would seal the deal. 

More than anything, you wanted to resume your search for ancient magic sites to keep your power at bay. The deposits of foreign, unseen power were the only thing that sated the repository’s magic within you aside from using it, and in a strange, convoluted way, you missed your solitary lifestyle. You’d had enough human interaction to last a lifetime, and if you never saw Sebastian again, you liked to think that you would be grateful. 

But the eyes he stared at you with were full to the brim with blind hope. His expression looked tight, as though it physically pained him to essentially hold open the front doors for his one shot at getting the relic. Months of planning wasted in the event you decided to abscond– to not help him. He needed you to get inside the location unscathed, and though you refused to admit you needed him for anything, you had no clue where the site he wanted access to was. You both needed it– for different reasons, mind– but for the time being, your goals somewhat aligned. 

Maybe, just maybe, the two of you could potentially help one another. 

“I’ll stay,” you reluctantly agreed, and you watched as an invisible weight was seemingly lifted from Sebastian’s shoulders. He sat up straighter, his eyes shined brighter, and the palpable tension in the air dissipated into calm reassurance. “I have conditions, though.” 

“Name them,” he said surely, as though he would say yes to anything you asked so long as his plan could remain in motion. 

With the most confidence you could muster, you said, “I can’t stay in this house every day. I’m losing my fucking mind here counting spots in the ceiling, so take me with you when you leave. I don’t care where– just let me come with you.” 

Sebastian flashed you a smirk that would have left you flustered if you weren’t already fighting to control your emotions. “That just means spending more time together,” he nearly purred. “I agree. Anything else, princess?” 

You overlooked the blasted nickname and pressed on, “Nora needs to stay the hell away from me. If I have my wand back, my hand could slip and she might end up transfigured into a toad.” 

Sebastian laughed softly, pushing himself up from his seat to tower over the edge of your bed with a cunning glint in his dark eyes. “She really rubbed you the wrong way, huh? She’s definitely an acquired taste.” 

“She’s insufferable,” you mumbled, ignoring the burning feeling in your gut at his choice of words. An acquired taste? The urge to gag was real. All the nasty, goading comments she had made to you the night prior came back to you in that instant, making you scowl. “Who is she to you anyways? With how she was talking about you last night you’d think she was a jilted lover or something.” 

“Jealous, princess?” Sebastian teased, his obvious enjoyment doing little to quell the rampant discomfort you felt. “Nora is Devlin’s daughter. She’s a little more invested in our line of work than is probably healthy, but she’s otherwise harmless.”

Well… that explained the twin looks of contempt you’d seen both Ashwinders wearing throughout your time here. It did nothing to justify Nora’s territorial display, though. You figured Sebastian was intentionally leaving details out, but before you could get worked up or upset about it, you reminded yourself that you had no business getting offended by it. So what if some blonde goddess had imprinted on the man and claimed him for herself? It shouldn’t matter to you– didn’t matter to you– and you beat back the wave of disappointment that surged through you with a mental stick. 

Noting your newly subdued demeanor, Sebastian stared down at you curiously before raking his fingers through his hair and nodding towards the door. “Any more questions for me, or are you up for an impromptu trip?” 

Suspiciously, you narrowed your eyes at him, “Where?” 

“You’re the one who said she wanted to come with me when I leave the house,” he retorted pointedly. “I’m going to France. I have a contact there I need to meet with.” 

France? What on Godric’s green Earth could possibly be waiting for him all the way in France? Your mind raced with the possibilities, your curiosity getting the better of you and causing you to nod eagerly. 

“Good. Get changed and meet me downstairs in the dining room in half an hour. You should eat before we go.” What was with his obsession with feeding you? He was worse than a mother hen. 

As your hand flew to the top of the duvet to throw it off, you paused abruptly once it dawned on you that you were no longer wearing your pajama pants. Shifting testingly confirmed your fears, and you fixed Sebastian with a hard, sickened stare. “Where did my trousers go?” 

That damnable smirk of his reappeared, bringing with it a set of dimples that banished his older, mature facade and replaced it with something younger and more familiar. “I threw them out last night. You were covered in mud, in case you forgot.” 

Beyond remembering the scalding pain that had wracked your entire being, everything else was a blur to you– but that hardly mattered as your jaw dropped and an indignant squeak sounded from you. “You ass! Get out,” you pulled the duvet higher up your torso, as if that could somehow protect your already soiled modesty. 

“Aw, don’t start hiding now, princess. It’s nothing I haven’t already seen– mmph–” 

His joke was cut short by one of your pillows smacking him in the face, landing harmlessly on the floor as a string of curses unbecoming of a lady tore from your throat. Sebastian acquiesced to your demands for him to leave, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter on his way out the door while your cheeks burned with embarrassment. You didn’t move from beneath the covers until the sound of his footsteps disappeared entirely from the second floor, and then you were dashing into the bathroom to scrub yourself of any remaining dirt and the lingering feeling of Sebastian’s eyes on your half-naked body. 

You were already regretting your decision to stay. 

When you finally made it downstairs, your mood had improved dramatically– though it had more to do with the proper clothing you finally had on. Bitchy as she was, Nora’s taste in fashion was her one redeeming quality. There hadn’t been a single skirt to be found in the pile of attire she’d left for you, which you were immensely grateful for. You had opted for simple black trousers and a gray, washed out blouse that paired nicely with the thick, fur lined dress coat you had on over everything. The fluffy neckline did wonders to keep you warm, and while you felt like you were overheating presently, you were certain you’d be grateful for the feeling once outside. 

Sebastian was already seated at the table in the middle of the room with Devlin leaning over the chair beside him. The older Ashwinder seemed to be pointing out a few things on a piece of parchment while the brunet nodded in understanding, but their conversation died off rather quickly once both men took notice of you standing in the doorway. Sebastian smiled as he took in your appearance, “You clean up nicely, princess.” 

Saying nothing, you dipped your chin into the fur neckline of your coat in an attempt to hide the rosy flush you knew spread across your cheeks. The sound of your loaned heeled boots clicking across the floorboards filled the otherwise silent room as you made your way towards the table, and once you’d taken your usual seat, your gaze returned to the duo in time to see Devlin’s eyes narrowing at you. That stupid hat of his was back on his head again, and you scowled. 

“What?” you snapped, mirroring his expression with added disdain. 

Standing straighter, Devlin crossed his arms over his chest and took in the sight of the mane that enveloped your neck, pursing his lips as he debated on whether to voice his inner thoughts. Eventually he did, though you wished he hadn’t. “You look like a rabbit.” 

You rolled your eyes, only slightly bothered by the comment. At this point you sorely doubted there was anything he could say or do to genuinely offend you. “And you still look like a fool wearing that hat. Couldn’t even be bothered to properly clean the dirt off of it, hm?” 

There was no stopping the wave of giddiness that washed over you when he took the bait, snatching the hat from his head to inspect the front brim where the potted plant you’d thrown at him days earlier had struck. He swore softly under his breath, glaring your way as he tucked the headwear under his arm before glancing down at Sebastian, the man in question watching the exchange with mirth twinkling in his brown eyes. 

“Can we get on with this?” Devlin grumbled. “The sooner she’s as far from me as physically possible, the better.” 

You responded with a vulgar gesture before Sebastian interjected, “Well, tough. The two of you are going to have to learn to coexist with one another at record speeds, because you’re both coming with me to France.” 

“What?” you and Devlin both exclaimed at the same time, for presumably like minded reasons. Being in close quarters with Sebastian was one thing, but with Devlin? The man was the living embodiment of a headache– not to mention he was the father of the woman who had threatened you– and a quick glance his way told you he was thinking similarly about you. He seemed to be contemplating whether an early death was preferable to your company. 

Devlin tossed his hat down on the table, the frustration that radiated from him palpable and as thick as mud. “Why the hell is she coming? That definitely can’t be allowed– you’re playing with fire, Sebastian.” 

The use of the word ‘allowed’ stood out to you and immediately captured your attention. Who else would have the final say in the decisions made around here if not Sebastian? All of the Ashwinders you’d interacted with up until now had directly referred to the former Slytherin as their boss, going as far as to voice their disapproval if something was done that explicitly went against his orders. Even though he was younger than Devlin, there had never been any doubt in your mind that Sebastian was the one calling the shots around here. 

Now though, you weren’t so sure. 

A tense silence settled over the room, but you were too caught up pondering Devlin’s statement to take proper note of it. Only when Sebastian spoke did your attention return to the two men, his voice low, tight, and conveying obvious danger. “It’s allowed because I say so. Got a problem with that, Dev?” 

A bizarre mental exchange transpired then, both men glaring daringly at the other. A quiet fury unlike any other you’d seen before settled over Sebastian’s face, chilling your blood and causing Devlin to go rigid. He seemed to realize his mistake in speaking out of turn after a few seconds, his icy eyes averting to the table as he swallowed thickly without another word. Part of you had expected him to apologize or grovel for forgiveness, but evidently Sebastian took his silence as a decent enough admission of defeat, seeing as he dropped the murderous expression and turned back to you. 

“Now then,” he carried on, as though the flames of Hell hadn’t just been licking at his ankles. “When we get there, make sure you let me do the talking. I’m not saying that to be a prick either,” he added hastily, shooting you a knowing look. “Please just trust my judgment on this.” 

You had no problem with him taking the reins– especially when you considered how out of your element you were bound to be in a foreign country– but the blatant apprehension in Sebastian’s demeanor made you curious, if nothing else. “What exactly is in France?” 

To your surprise, both Sebastian and Devlin looked disgusted as they thought to the truth, and you observed as the graying Ashwinder shook his head disapprovingly while Sebastian frowned at the table. 

He addressed the empty plate in front of him as he answered, “A dragon fighting ring.” 

A hiss slipped through your teeth as your hands clenched in your lap. Unbelievable. Memories of your fifth-year came flooding back to you then as you recalled the abhorrent poacher camp you’d snuck into with Poppy. Dangerous as they were, dragons were highly intelligent creatures with a stubborn streak a mile wide, and to see them bound, injured, and forced to fight had sickened you to your core. The conditions within the enchanted tent back then had been abysmal– the purpose of the whole thing even more so– and you didn’t bother to hide the reproach on your face. The cruelty that some people were capable of baffled and infuriated you.  

“Why would you have anything to do with Poachers? That’s just vile, Sebastian.” 

“I’m no more pleased by it than you are, believe me.” he countered with a sigh, thankfully sounding genuine. “But they have something I need if I want to stand a chance at using that dark relic once we get our hands on it. They’re a necessary evil.” 

A laugh devoid of any humor burst from your lips, and your brows slammed down atop your eyes at the stupidity he was spouting. “A necessary evil is still evil. What the hell could a bunch of animal abusing criminals possibly have that you need?” 

The look he fixed you with then was as serious as they came, the severity of his pending answer registering straight away, and you couldn’t help but wonder exactly what it was you’d gotten yourself into by agreeing to his earlier terms. 

Devlin had to feel similarly, because he actually looked like he was going to be sick, much to your astonishment. Your stomach churned uncomfortably as you realized you shouldn’t have asked– that ignorance probably was bliss– because based on Sebastian’s expression alone, you already knew you weren’t going to like what he was about to say. 

“We need dragon heartstrings,” he said quietly. “A lot of them.” 

[chestersbraincell]

Me when that fucking fish that I love

Ok Google change my Facebook status to smitten and gleeful

[the1astolympian]

an introduction my percy jackson ocs !! part one

- warning this post will be LONG. this is only 10/22 but i have years worth of lore/info. im hyperfixated on them LMFAOO

- i love talking about them. So Much. if yall have any questions or want any extra information please dm me/reply i will be so happy

- ages operate under the assumption that pjo takes place in the late 2000s/early 2010s hence why they r all 90s kids. all the ages mentioned are as of tower of nero (june 2011ish) because the ages are technically fluid depending on what time period im writing about

info below the cut :D

1. jacqueline sistine jakobs

she/he/they, genderfluid, lesbian

16, born march 23, 1995

child of dionysus

from paris, france. year round camper

dating madeleine

she is my favorite oc. ever. out of 180+ percy jackson ocs and god knows how many ocs for other fandoms/no fandoms. i love them the most

fun facts

1. their mbti type is esfp

2. she really likes reading

3. his dream job is to be an actor, if that doesn’t work out he wants to be a nurse

2. asra marceline hall

she/her, cis, lesbian

19, born october 31st, 1991

daughter of hecate

from bethlehem, pennsylvania. summer only camper but has since left for college

was in the titan army for a while. left shortly before the battle of the labyrinth with sebastian and ashlynn and rejoined camp half-blood

fun facts

1. her mbti type is intp

2. shes currently a psychology major

3. she has a photographic memory 

3. lydia “lyra” melody jumper

she/they, cis, lesbian

15, born january 28th, 1996

daughter of apollo

from burlington, new jersey. summer only camper

in an on-again-off-again relationship with lace

the first pjo oc i ever created :,)

fun facts

1. her mbti is estp

2. she changes the color of their braids like every two weeks. she is very indecisive when it comes to her hair

3. they really like photography and collect digital cameras (most are thrifted)

4. madeleine rebecca cole

she/her, cis, bisexual

15, born september 25, 1995

daughter of apollo

from north charleston, south carolina. summer only camper

fun facts

1. her mbti type is infp

2. she has prophecy powers which are so cool to me. i love writing stuff with them

3. she likes pottery

5. reid lucas edwards

he/him, cis, gay

16, born april 17th, 1995

son of demeter

from asheville, north carolina. started off as a summer only camper but switched to year round after 2 years

despite her not moving to the united states until she was 8, jacqueline and reid have been friends since they were toddlers. they met while reid was on vacation and jacqueline happened to move into reids neighborhood when she moved to the us

fun facts

1. his mbti type is isfj

2. hes deaf and uses hearing aids

3. he collects magazines and is an avid fan of crossword puzzles

6. catalina “cat” valeria gurrero

she/her, cis, bisexual

16, born september 18th, 1994

daughter of ares

from puebla, mexico. year round camper

dating darcy

fun facts

1. her mbti type is entj

2. shes my shortest oc at 4’11. she is also without a doubt the best fighter out of all my ocs

3. her original name was isabela (isa for short) knight. i do not remember when her name changed but its been catalina for over a year at this point

7. amira blair dupont

she/her, cishet

13, born january 22nd 1998

daughter of aphrodite

from paris, france. year round camper

fun facts

1. her mbti type is enfj

2. she is my youngest oc

3. a bit of a neat freak. she also loves decorating things

8. chase deshpande

he/him, trans male, straight

17, born november 30th 1993

son of ares

from aurora, colorado. summer only camper

fun facts

1. his mbti type is istj

2. he is in a band and plays guitar

3. he really likes race cars. he likes cars in general really. his car is his baby

9. kieran blake lee

they/them, nonbinary, pansexual

16, born august 26th, 1994

child of athena

from akron, ohio. summer only camper

dating taylor

fun facts

1. their mbti type is estj

2. they have glasses that they dont actually need. its purely for the aesthetic

3. very computer smart. they hack people for fun

10. lace amalia van astor

she/her, cis, lesbian

16, born april 26th, 1995

daughter of aphrodite

from amsterdam, the netherlands

in an on-again-off-again relationship with lyra

if my memory is right shes the first oc i ever created however she wasnt a pjo oc until later on. she was created around the same time as lyra i think

fun facts

1. her mbti type is infp

2. she collects vintage dishware/silverware

3. she always smells like vanilla. no matter what

[blxxdingstars]

I see in the fandom many headcanons about Black Butler characters. Many of them are pressed so much, that people believe it is canon.

I personally have the rule: canon is only when it is said clearly in the manga.

For example I won't treat Grell as a transwoman if that character didn't said clearly they are. Grell is just Grell.

If Claudia x Undertaker wouldn't be a canon ship... I would be sad, but I would quickly adjust to the reality. Headcanons are fine for me till the moment, the canon reveals facts.

Why I say so? Because I am an very old fan (from the beginning when Black Butler was created) and it frighten and amazed me like fans can jump into each other eyes because of topics like what gender Grell is. 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

How long it isn't said clearly in the manga (no, I don't take seriously Grell's jokes about having Sebastian's child) the thing is fluid and everyone should live with that fact instead blocking and cancelling each others.

The perfect template of discusson?

Person A: I think it is like (put a theory)

Person B: That's interesting, but my mind on this topic is (put here your mind)

Person A: Cool. Have a nice day.

Person B: You too.

This is how civilized people talk instead pushing block button.

I guess it's mostly a problem of younger fans. That's why I don't want minors to interact with me, because I don't need an unnecessary emotional rollercoaster. Thank you very much.

(And to be clear here, no one blocked me, it's just my general thoughts).

[lady-umbra24]

Black Butler: Janna and Grell Sutcliff's Relationship

[Apologies to Black Butler fans and those who are a Grell fan if I refer Grell as "he", but honestly, Grell is gender-fluid in my perspective and the way I see it is Grell doesn't seem to mind if they were refered as 'he' or 'she', since their gender changes overtime and expressed themselves in a flamboyant manner]

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The relationship between Janna and Grell is rather a complex and layered "not-so-best-of-friends" relationship, characterized by fluctuations.

Janna, in one hand, is indeed annoyed by Grell's behavior, even repulsed by his sexual remarks, plus his use of tongue and gestures when speaking about his kinky fantasies with Sebastian, but Janna apparently holds no animosity or hatred towards Grell and still maintains a civil relationship with him.

Grell, on the other hand, is trying his best to be friendly and supportive to Janna, albeit in a somewhat eccentric manner, and does not become overtly hostile or violent towards her. Despite the differences between the two, Grell is able to maintain a level of respect and care towards Janna and shows a heart of gold in his attempts to be a good friend.

I can say their dynamic is rather intriguing because it shows that even though they may not always see eye-to-eye or get along perfectly, they are still able to coexist and find some common ground.

Overall, that is how I can describe the relationship between Jana and Grell to be "not-so-best-of-friends." Not all friendships are perfect, but that doesn't mean they aren't valuable in their own way.

[stxriesfromasharchive]

Ash's Chaotic Muses List

I'm trying to give as many possible references and shortcuts to find my muses as possible, so here is a list I will occasionally reblog / edit when I need to that features all of my menaces and buttheads, both oc and canons. A reminder that all canons are heavily divergent and headcanon based. All muses, unless stated clearly otherwise, are available and open for shipping (of all types) and are au, meaning unless discussed none of them will intersect with each other. No muse has a complete bio page as of yet, but please feel free to ask me anything you would like to know regarding a butthead of mine.

CANON MUSES

Abel Teller Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Farmer / Rancher. Sons of Anarchy. FC: Luke Grimes. Age 26.

Berlioz Bonfamille Human. Non-Binary (he/him ; they/them). Pansexual / Panromantic. Musician. Disney’s Aristocats (modernized). FC: Timothee Chalamet. Age 24.

Carlisle Cullen Vampire (“impure”/turned), Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Doctor. Twilight. FC: Peter Facinelli.

Cassandra Pentaghast Human. Cis Female (she/her). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Seeker/Right Hand of Divine Justinia V. Dragon Age: Inquisition. FC: Jaimie Alexander.

Cullen Rutherford Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual/Heteroromantic. Commander of the Inquisition Forces. Dragon Age: Inquisition. FC: Charlie Hunnam (temporarily ; may be changed).

Death (Deacon Crowe) Nephilim (half-angel half-demon). Cis Male (he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Protector of Earth/Humanity. Darksiders series. FC: Mads Mikkelsen (human form).

Dorian Pavus Human. Cis Male (he/him). Homosexual / Homoromantic. Mage (necromancy specialty). Dragon Age: Inquisition. FC: To Be Determined.

Duchess Bonfamille Human. Cis Female (she/her). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Music Teacher. Disney’s Aristocats (modernized). FC: Annabelle Wallis. Age 43.

Edward Cullen Vampire (impure/turned). Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic. English Teacher. Twilight. FC: Robert Pattinson.

Emmett Cullen Vampire (impure/turned). Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Gym Owner/Bartender/DJ. Twilight. FC: Michael Malarkey.

Fury (Scarlet Blair) Nephilim (half-angel half-demon). Cis Female (she/her). Pansexual / Panromantic. Protector of Earth/Humanity. Darksiders series. FC: Jessica Chastain (human form).

Gabriel Van Helsing Werewolf (bitten). Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic. Monster Hunter. Van Helsing 2004. FC: Hugh Jackman.

Iron Bull Qunari. Cis Male (he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Warrior. Dragon Age: Inquisition. FC: Jason Momoa.

Judith Grimes Human. Cis Female (she/her). Sexualy fluid. Leader of the Commonwealth/caretaker. The Walking Dead. FC: Emma Watson. Age 25.

Marie Bonfamille Human. Cis Female (she/her). Bicurious. Singer (specifically opera). Disney’s Aristocats (modernized). FC: Elle Fanning. Age 24.

Rick Grimes Jr. Human. Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic. Second in command of the Commonwealth/Farmer. The Walking Dead. FC: Roland Buck III.

Sam Winchester Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Hunter. Supernatural. FC: Jared Padalecki.

Strife (Jones Gunn) Nephilim (half-angel half-demon). Cis Male (he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Protector of Earth/Humanity. Darksiders series. FC: Idris Elba (human form).

Thomas Teller Jr. Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Veterinarian. Sons of Anarchy. FC: Garrett Hedlund. Age 24.

Toulouse Bonfamille Human. Cis Male (he/him). Homosexual / Homoromantic. Artist. Disney’s Aristocats (modernized). FC: Cameron Monoghan. Age 24.

War (Warren Godfrey) Nephilim (half-angel half-demon). Cis Male (he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Protector of Earth/Humanity. Darksiders series. FC: Henry Cavill [as Geralt from the Witcher] (human form).

ORIGINAL MUSES

Abraham Thompson Human. Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic. Professional Thief and Con Man. Crime based. Face Claim: Sebastian Stan.   

Arin Morrison Human. Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic (leaning towards men ; demiromantic with women). Doctor / General Surgeon. Fandomless. FC: Justin Hartley.

Benjamin Weston Reed Hybrid (half-vampire half-human). Cis Male (he/him). Semi Bisexual / Semi Biromantic. Agent of Chaos. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Nathaniel Buzolic. Son of Ethan Weston ; half-nephew of Mabel Weston Blacksmith. Second Generation.

Darkcaster Dark Witch /Dark Alter Ego. Non-Binary (she/her/they/them/he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Dark!Alternate of Jade Willows, only purpose is to create and cause misery and suffering to feed from. Born from an ancient curse. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Katie McGrath (mainly in her role as Morgana le Fay in Merlin) ; Colin O’Donoghue (male presenting).

Ethan Weston Vampire (pureblood/born). Cis Male (he/him). Pansexual / Panromantic. Artist/Painter. FC: Daniel Gillies. Father of Benjamin Weston Reed ; half-brother of Mabel Weston Blacksmith.

Gabrielle “Ellie” Willows Witch. Cis Female (she/her). Uncertain of her orientation and preferences. College Student (studying botanical science) ; part time florist. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Elizabeth Gillies. Daughter of Jade Willows ; niece of Katrina Willows. Second Generation [aged up to 24]

Helena Chester Human. Cis Female (she/her). Bisexual / Biromantic. Occupation various, formerly a lawyer (for her estranged mob crime family). Partial Crime based. FC: Sophia Bush. 

Isaac Keath Werewolf (bitten). Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual / Biromantic. Underground/Illegal Fighter. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Joe Manganiello.

Jack Gray Mason Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Heteroromantic. Private Investigator. Crime based. FC: Dylan O’Brien. Son of Kimberly Mason ; nephew of Kole Mason ; older brother of Sonny Mason. Second Generation [age up to 24].

Jade Willows Witch. Cis Female (she/her). Bisexual / Biromantic. Florist and single mother. Supernatural (genre). FC: Katie McGrath. Good!alternate ego of Darkcaster. Older sister of Katrina Willows. Mother of Ellie Willows.

James Score Watterson Hybrid (half-werewolf half-human). Cis Male (he/him). Closeted Bisexual / Biromantic. No Employment ; hunting his father. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Chandler Riggs. Son of Will Score. Second Generation [aged up tp 24]. 

Jason “Sonny” Gray Mason Human. Cis Male (he/him). Homosexual / Homoromantic. University student (studying visual arts). Fandomless. FC: Colin Ford. Son of Kimberly Mason ; nephew of Kole Mason ; younger brother of Jack Mason. Second Generation [age up to 22]. 

Katrina Willows Human (main verse) ; Witch (alternate verse). Cis Female (she/her). Pansexual / Panromantic. Stripper/Exotic Dancer/Prostitute. Fandomless (main) ; Supernatural (genre) based (alternate verse). FC: Meghan Ory. Younger sister of Jade Willows ; aunt of Ellie Willows.

Kazvrall Half-Orc. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual / Demiromantic. Paladin (Oath of Redemption). Dungeons and Dragons / High fantasy based. FC: Kit Harington.

Kimberly Mason Human. Cis Female (she/her). Bisexual / Biromantic. Homicide detective. Crime Based. FC: Genevieve Padalecki. Mother of Jack and Sonny Mason ; younger twin sister of Kole Mason. 

Kole Mason Human. Cis male (he/him). Semi-closeted Bisexual / Biromantic. Bartender. Fandomless. FC: Jensen Ackles. Older twin brother of Kimberly Mason ; uncle of Jack and Sonny Mason. Father of Molly Mason (single!dad verse).

Mabel Weston Blacksmith Hybrid (half-vampire half-werewolf). Cis Female (she/her). Demisexual / Demiromantic. Photographer. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Shelley Hennig. Younger half-sister of Ethan Weston ; half-aunt of Benjamin Weston Reed. 

Matthias  Demon. Cis Male (he/him). Crossroads demon / soul collector. Supernatural (genre and tv show) based. FC: Nathan Parsons.

Molly Mason Human. Cis Female (she/her). Orientation undecided. Employment undecided. Fandomless. FC: Lily Collins. Daughter of Kole Mason (alive in single!dad verse which will be her main verse setting). Second Generation [aged up to between 19 and 22].

Oakley Chambers Human. Cis Female (she/her). Bisexual / Biromantic. Chef & waitress. Fandomless. FC: Crystal Reed. 

Phoenix Maine Gifted Human / Pyromancer. Cis Female (she/her). Bisexual / Biromantic. Circus Performer / Dancer. Fandomless mostly (Marvel/DC friendly). FC: Katherine McNamara.

Rex Howard Werewolf. Cis Male (he/him). Closeted Bisexual / Biromantic. Heir to his Pack’s Alpha / leadership status. Supernatural (genre) based. FC: Tyler Hoechlin.

Shane Black  Human. Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual/Heteroromantic. Contract Killer/Mercenary for hire.  Crime based. FC: Frank Grillo.

Silas Drake Cybernetically enhanced Human. Cis Male (he/him). Bisexual/Biromantic. Vigilante/former military soldier turned brainwashed killer/Mechanic. Sci-fi based / crime based. FC: Joel Kinnaman. 

Will Score Werewolf (born / pureblood). Cis Male (he/him). Heterosexual/Heteroromantic. Self Employed. Supenatural (genre) based. FC: Norman Reedus. Father of James Score Watterson.

[dom-bastiansmythe]

OLLISBASTIAN || Discord threads

@switchingolliesmythe

March 10, 2024

Bas — 03/10/2024 3:03 PM

You can never go wrong with black leather, am I right?

Ollie — 03/10/2024 3:03 PM

Not tradtionally.

[3:03 PM]

Why?

Bas — 03/10/2024 3:14 PM

Just saying. I was looking at some old pictures from one of the times we went out together.

Of course, I like it all that much when I use it to tie you down all pretty, on my bed, or my bondage chair.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 3:42 PM

Ah. Someone's taking another trip down memory lane.

[3:42 PM]

You do love doing that.

Bas — 03/10/2024 3:52 PM

I like doing that from time to time.

[3:52 PM]

And you love being on the receiving end of that.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 3:57 PM

Hm, it certainly seems so.

[3:57 PM]

Well anything where I get your cock, I'm a fan of.

Bas — 03/10/2024 4:13 PM

Do you think that's a sign I'm getting old?

And any scenario when I get your pussy, I adore.

IMAGE

Ollie — 03/10/2024 4:14 PM

Ha. You are the older brother.

As you should. It's the best pussy on campus

IMAGE

Bas — 03/10/2024 4:17 PM

Shush you, before you earn a spanking.

Fuck.

The best, most warm, moist and delicious one, hands down. No competition at all.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 4:36 PM

Oh no. A spanking. Whatever will I do.

[4:36 PM]

Heh.

[4:36 PM]

Like that picture?

[4:37 PM]

Fuck. I really do have a big brother.

Bas — 03/10/2024 4:41 PM

As usual, being a very, very naughty girl.

I would say a picture does you no justice, but that one almost does.

You really do. Just how many fingers do you think you need to push inside your pussy to feel as thick as this, little sister? Three? Four?

Ollie — 03/10/2024 4:55 PM

Heh. And yet, I thought you like naughty, naughty girls

[4:55 PM]

Or boys.

[4:55 PM]

Hm, I certainly like it.

[4:55 PM]

Hmmm fuck. Four. Definately four. To be stuffed to the brim.

Bas — 03/10/2024 4:59 PM

The only naughty girl I like is you, sweet sister.

You look positively exquisite.

Hm, that was my guess, yes. Go on then. Be a good little and suck on four of your fingers and slide them in your pussy for your big brother.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 5:01 PM

Heh. Oh yeah? Hmmmmmm, you sure you got know gender-fluid gays you might want?

[5:02 PM]

I thought so. Almost sent it to Henri.

[5:03 PM]

Hm, well if it's for my Big brother…How could I not do that? God. Fuck that's a lot.

Bas — 03/10/2024 5:13 PM

Sure I do. You.

Why didn't you? You would get him drooling in one second, and making you kneel in front of him before you could even blink.

That's my good Little Sister. So obedient… I know, but you can handle it, can you? Move your hand, come on… Slow and deep.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 5:22 PM

I meant other than me, obviously.

[5:23 PM]

He's busy with the resturant. I don't want to steal too much of his time.

[5:23 PM]

What can I say? When you lean into the brother thing, it's hard to say no. Hm…fuck. Should I video call you?

Bas — 03/10/2024 5:28 PM

Are there other genderfluid gays at the Academy?

Baby, he would never be too busy to admire the beauty that is you.

Well, that is just who I am. The big brother who can never get enough of her slutty baby sister. Hm, yes…. That would be very good. Do it.

"Fuck.."

Ollie — 03/10/2024 5:29 PM

Hm, you never know. You might have a few spare laying around.

[5:29 PM]

Ha. Perhaps. I don't want to bug him too much, obviously.

[5:31 PM]

It takes a moment before that call starts ringing on Sebastian's phone, when the other finally picks up. It shows off the fact that Ollie had set up the phone to show all him beside him, four fingers pressing into himself as he stroked his cock, his head falling back with a loud gasp. He was lost in his own pleasure.

"Hm… That's it, baby sister… Let your big brother hear you."

Bas — 03/10/2024 5:34 PM

Hm. Now you got me curious. I will have to do some detective work about that.

I still think you should.

[5:36 PM]

With his phone already on the tripod from when he took a picture of himself, he leaned in to press the green button when the call came, the image of his brother fully on the screen, while his own was on the smaller square down to the right. It showed him wearing only a white shirt, hanging open from his shoulders, his already hard cock in full display, being held tight inside his fist.

"Bas…" He felt his cock jump at being called baby sister. At all of it. He made a show of pressing those fingers deep into him and arching his back.

Ollie — 03/10/2024 5:49 PM

There's a little smirk when that phone finally opened and he turned his head to look towards the phone and the the sight of Sebastian already hard, Ollie's perfect pout pressing together as he gave a soft groan at the sight of that cock and how hard Sebastian was.

"Fuck… It's almost too much…"

Bas — 03/10/2024 5:56 PM

Bas licked his lips as he kept his eyes fixed on the screen, letting go of his cock for just one second to suck on his fingers a bit before he was back to slowly jerking himself off. "Ollie… Fuck, you look so hot like that…" he breathed out, then bent his knees so that his feet laid flat on the bed, now showing not only his cock, but also his ass to him. He swiped a bead of slick off the slit of his cock and sucked on his fingers with a grin on his face. "No, it's not… I'm sure you put one more finger in." He swung his hard cock to the camera. "Make all of this fit."

Ollie — 03/10/2024 6:05 PM

Ollie was in his element being this sexual, being this openly slutty, hard, wanton and horny. His head tilted back against the bed and his eyes focused onto that phone as he bit at those prefect, pouty lips of him. "Hm, yeah? You like your little sister, Bas?" He teased, his eyes dancing over at him. His hips shifted into the air as those fingers inside him slid deep and he groaned. His cock jumping in his hand as he stroked it. "One more… Bas…" He groaned, giving a pout before there was that hungry look as that cock swung towards the camera. "God that's fucking huge…" Ollie shifted slightly, moving his other hand away from his cock and down between his legs. There's a little soft intake of breath as he slid all four fingers into himself before he finally slid a finger from his other hand into himself. "Big brother…Fucking hell…"

Bas — 03/10/2024 6:18 PM

Bas grinned. "How could I not? My little sister has the best fucking pussy in the world" he said, his hand now moving with more ease on his cock with the aid of his own slick now lubricating the motion of it. A soft gasp fell from his lips when he saw his brother's hand also stroking himself out, his hips now shifting and pushing down on empty, his own cock now throbbing inside his tight fist. "Fuck, yes…. Get them good and deep in you…." He groaned, also excited beyond belief at being called big brother. "Yes, huge. Just the way like it, don't you, baby?" he said with a wicked smirk on his face. "Watch my hand now. Follow my hand. Do it at the same pace I do."

[chestersbraincell]

Im so very normal about Sebastian from the hit roblox game pressure

(I am forced by the hyperfix side of my brain to scramble search and scour every inch of the internet for every small crumb of content of him there is out there everytime after play the game)

(and there is nowhere NEAR enough angst damn it!!!!)

[borntogayz]

about me!

20s, art student, chronically online 2010-2019, afab gender-fluid, any pronouns, lgbt… that’s all u get

fandoms I’ve been in:

harry potter, creepy pasta, one direction, 5sos, YouTubers 2010-now, teen wolf, the walking dead, doctor who, torchwood, Sherlock, supernatural, marvel, Hannibal, game of thrones, les miserables, Spider-Man, annE, downton abbey, SKAM, IT, Percy Jackson, 2gether, Jesse eisenberg (I know), MCYT, twitch, blur, Taylor swift

Basically I am ran thru

F1:

joined the f1 fandom in June 2023, so I’m relatively new. Since I’ve joined I’ve watched every race live…I am American so I have never been a big Motorsport fan or been exposed to it much. I quickly became obsessed with the lore and the cars. My current favorite driver is Oscar Piastri, but I really like Lando Norris, Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Alex Albon, and Sebastian Vettel.

[metalmessage]

[ Artwork: Andrej Bartulović ]

[ Pic: Stephan Trapp ] IGNITION Glorious bursts of power

Action: IGNITION Title: Vengeance Base: Duisburg • Germany Style: Power Metal Genre: Heavy Metal, Power Metal, Thrash Metal, Melodic Death Metal FFO: Blind Guardian, Iced Earth, Primal Fear Type: Full-length Format: CD + Vinyl Label: Doc Gator Records Release: Sept. 15, 2023 PR: https://www.metalmessage.de/PR_IGNITION_en.php Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4oBGUsjD2nxZtftePbh78W?si=NgigQM70RMmicu1NNV6J5w FB: https://www.facebook.com/Ignitionmetalmusic IGNITION are available for interviews via phone, Skype, Zoom & ema

Bulletpoints: 🔘 Third album of the knowledgeable steel professionals 🔘 Immensely dynamic and fluid US Power Metal 🔘 Even more powerful, gritty and altogether more compact https://youtu.be/33ceFw9qw2E [ Official Video ] The band state: „This track is an anthem for all those who are not afraid to unleash their inner warrior.“ IGNITION, that is classic fuel in the proven US POWER METAL style from the heart of the German Ruhr area, the origin of famous acts like Sodom, Kreator etc.

The quintet around singer Dennis Marschallik, the two guitarists Sebastian Ernst and Christian Bruckschen as well as bassist Andreas Leyer and the new drummer Lukas Leuuw convinces since 2014 with a rough and straight sound, forged from the finest steel, which is skillfully refined with influences from traditional and modern Metal. LINE-UP: Dennis Marschallik • Lead Vocals Christian Bruckschen • Guitars Sebastian Ernst • Guitars Andreas Leyer • Bass Lukas Leeuw • Drums

The honest music of the band is often described as a mix of the old Blind Guardian and Trivium. So far, IGNITION released the EP „We Are The Force“ in 2016, which stirred the cauldron mightily and thus attracted the attention of the Metal scene.

No wonder that the following records „Guided By The Waves“ (2017) and „Call Of The Sirens“ (2020) became hotly anticipated and successful albums, duly celebrated by the trade press at the time – and by fans even today.

Together with the label Doc Gator Records, the playful five-piece will release the new long player „Vengeance“ on September 15, 2023, which will relegate some heavyweights who have become limp to their places and let their longships sink to the bottom of the stormy sea of the genre with twelve sound-strong thunderclaps.

Gone are the days of comparisons, gone are the days in the shadow of Blind Guardian or Trivium. Singer Dennis ‚Schally‘ Marschallik says about „Vengeance“: „We have deliberately ventured with the album into new realms, which you do not know from us so and will still love,“ and bassist Andreas Leyer adds equally motivated:

„‚Vengeance‘ combines for me everything that makes IGNITION. We show ourselves more varied on this record and make a statement to the fact that for us Metal has many facets and that pigeonholing and a reduction to a defined genre ultimately means standstill!“

TRACKS:

Ignite The Fire 03:31

The Wounds That Cause The Pain 04:45

Adrenaline 04:33

Beastmode 05:03

Kingdom of Lies 03:46

A New Dawn 05:30

The Rise 03:45

A Dark Fate 01:22

Betrayal 05:31

We Were The Shieldwall 04:05

The Funeral 04:35

The Final Hour 03:39

total 50:05

„From the gut and with a proper ‚fuck it!‘ attitude, we have taken off the blinders to other (sub)genres without denying our typical IGNITION trademarks,“ guitarist Christian Bruckschen lets slip – and his (guitar) colleague Sebastian Ernst adds: „‚Vengeance‘ is honest and versatile Metal from our area, forged from pure Metal in the fire where tradition and modernity meet.“

All participants are firmly convinced that IGNITION will make every shield wall burst with their fourth album attack, because on „Vengeance“ the warhammer circles properly and the new battle songs will inevitably inspire every berserker and every shield maiden.

„Vengeance“ comes with a total of twelve songs that are included in physical format completely only on the CD version. However, the song „The Funeral“, which no longer fit on the vinyl format, is also included in the digital version. So vinyl fans don’t have to miss out on „The Funeral“ either, because each vinyl contains a code that entitles you to download the track.

So everyone gets the twelve powerful anthems from the boiling steel forge of the enormously steadfasts. Those who know the previous albums of IGNITION also know about „The Viking Saga Pt. I“ and „The Viking Saga Pt. II“. This content-rich saga continues the quintet on „Vengeance“. So „The Viking Saga Pt. III“ starts with the track „The Rise“. DISCOGRAPHY: 2016 • We Are The Force • EP 2017 • Guided By The Waves • Full-length 2019 • Memory • Single 2020 • Call Of The Sirens • Full-length 2023 • Vengeance • Full-length

MEDIA FEEDBACK:

5 / 5 ➤ „IGNITION take the Power in their Metal very seriously! Most of the songs on the album are bursting with bombast and ‚fist into face‘ energy, you can clearly notice these Germans‘ joy of playing throughout … a love letter to the joys of the mosh pit, an energy drink infusion … awesome thing, more of it!“ (Stormbringer AT)

9,8 / 10 ➤ „… interestingly designed Power Metal, which is by no means designed according to usual genre templates … plenty of freshness … mix classic, melodic Teutonic steel of the brand early Rage to Blind Guardian, enriched with Iced Earth and Iron Maiden side blows … melodic … enormous potential … a bear strong album … breathtakingly coherent … puts many bands from the mishmash in the shade …“ (Zephyr’s Odem)

9,5 / 10 ➤ „… IGNITION clearly show all genre limitations where the hammer hangs and manage to not only stay true to their very own style but also to improve it … harmonious, classic, partly epic-hymnal melodies that have made the leap into modernity with fresh elements and enough harshness to connect old and young … clearly a pleasure for all senses …“ (Obliveon)

4,5 / 5 ➤ „… refreshing ideas are once again the basic concept … strikingly multifaceted … all compositions are perfectly matched to the plot of the lyric content and enhance the listening experience enormously … each song has its own atmosphere that transports the listener into another world … brilliant Power Metal album that takes the band to a new level … IGNITION have the potential to play their way to the top of the Power Metal scene … brings tears of joy to every Power Metal freak’s face …“ (Metal Underground AT)

9 / 10 ➤ „… erinnert nicht selten an alte Blind Guardian … ein geiles Album, dass frisch und modern klingt und richtig Power hat, ohne dabei auf Melodie und Soli zu verzichten.“ (Powermetal DE)

9 / 10 ➤ „… cool cocktail of traditional Power Metal, Thrash and modern tones … very playful and maturely executed … fat riffing and an equally great production … simply great, captivating songs … sounds so fresh and puts you in a good mood … high level is maintained throughout the entire playing time … not predictable and remains exciting … absolutely great and I definitely recommend it to every friend of this direction … a highlight from start to finish!“ (Neckbreaker)

4 / 5 ➤ „Between Mystic Prophecy and Brainstorm … show IGNITIONS‘ heavier and more direct side, perhaps the most effective … convincing … flows along compactly and pleasantly … proof of how alive and well the underground scene is still, as well as rich in quality … recommended for lovers of Heavy Metal of substance, powerful and melodic without ever being too accessible or happy!“ (Loud And Proud IT)

13 / 15 ➤ „… compositionally we are clearly dealing with the strongest IGNITION here … impressive how all band members put themselves one hundred percent in the service of the whole, without driving any ego tours … partly spectacular guitar work and steam hammer drumming … usual charismatic vocals …“ (Legacy Magazin)

3,75 / 5 ➤ „… riffs are heavy, with that definite US crunch and that edge of complexity in the compositions without being flashy … solid … interesting … singer Dennis Marschallik has a good raw-edged wail … plenty of power and range … IGNITION have the right idea …“ (The Metal Crypt)

8,5 / 10 ➤ „… excellent musical mixture … 12 crunchy banging US Power Metal bangers … with the pinch of Thrash incorporated and the melodic choruses they will surely please especially fans of early Iced Earth. Maybe I’m alone in this, but for me ‚Vengeance‘ is even the true successor to ‚Burnt Offerings‘, which was never created for me by the originals … this thing is plenty of fun …“ (Saitenkult)

8,5 / 10 ➤ „Blinkers have been taken off here, influences opened … probably the most versatile album in the band’s history, without neglecting the typical trademarks … straightforward … very playful … full on the twelve …“ (Rock Garage)

8,5 / 10 ➤ „…a diverse Power Metal album that should put the fear of God into many an old stager … ‚Vengeance‘ forges modernity and tradition into an alloy that ignites across the board …“ (Rock Magazine)

8,5 / 10 ➤ „… easy to listen to … the no-frills version of everything I consider German Power Metal, with the modern overtones of Mystic Prophecy and Primal Fear as well as the more brute approach that is considered Grave Diggers‘ domain …“ (Metal Observer)

8,3 / 10 ➤ „With complete old-school Heavy/Power Metal roots, the band has managed to incorporate elements of modern Thrash Metal with great success … melodies and vocal styles lead directly to the classic Heavy/Power albums from the early 90s, but some of the rhythmic work and guitar riffs are completely influenced by the American Thrash and Groove Metal bands from the 2010s … a combination that works very well, as it gives a very unique and fresh energy to almost all the songs on the album … very solid and powerful … makes you shake your head from beginning to end …“ (Metalrock Club)

3,8 / 5 ➤ „… Power Metal American style á la Iced Earth … turned to the melodic side … anthemic choruses … that makes you think of Blind Guardian in the distance – but without the incredible bombast … there is audibly a lot of work in it … the songs are sophisticated and yet very catchy … round thing!“ (Handwritten Mag)

8 / 10 ➤ „… solid … very good work by the instrumentalists … very inventive and technically demanding … accessible to a wider range of fans of melodic Power Metal …“ (Metal Melodic Sound)

8 / 10 ➤ „… a powerful Thrash Power Metal album with strong guitar melodies and rhythm, dynamic and powerful drums … a combination of several bands with strong characters and from two different continents, and this is a smart combination. I recommend this album to fans of bands like Blind Guardian, Iced Earth, Orden Ogan, Savage Circus, Persuader, Trivium or Sinbreed …“ (Metal Opera)

8 / 10 ➤ „The riffs are really heavy … the vocals are melodic and aggressive at the same time. I find it cool that they are always heavy and never drift into dull kitsch, as it is the case with many genre colleagues … in the style of (straightforward) Blind Guardian, Brainstorm, Symphorce and in places also Iced Earth or Persuader … so here there is a proper one on it …“ (Crossfire Webzine)

8 / 10 ➤ „… hot candidate for continuous rotation … accelerator pedal is properly depressed, but without neglecting earworm-like melody lines … after repeated enjoyment, two things can be noted: First, that IGNITION have delivered a strong Power Metal album here, which does not need to shy away from the comparison with the competition; and secondly, that I must urgently get the first two discs!“ (Hellfire)

8 / 10 ➤ „Powerful drumming, supportive background shouts, gripping rhythm tempo changes, shimmering twin guitar eruptions, fine melodies, intense moments of tension, as well as Dennis Marshallik’s striking vocals, which alternate between throaty and heroic clear voices, leave no doubt as to who has supremacy at sea: IGNITION! Blind Guardian, Orden Ogan, Lonewolf, Rebellion, Stormwarrior can of course still be mentioned as comparison values, nevertheless the song material also has its own recognisable recognition value … good album …“ (FFM Rock)

8 / 10 ➤ „… very refreshing, here a pinch of Iron Maiden, there a bit of Trivium, and Dennis Marschallik’s voice reminds of the singers of Blind Guardian or Persuader. Powerful Power Metal is the guys‘ motto – and rightly so … a strong album that makes you want more!“ (Bleeding4Metal)

7 / 10 ➤ „A metallic thunderclap from the heart of the Ruhr area … a must for all Metal fans looking for a sincere and powerful musical experience … a true masterpiece …“ (AM:plified Mag)

7 / 10 ➤ „… solid … may well appeal to fans of Rage or early Blind Guardian …“ (Deaf Forever)

➤ „… clearly deserves the predicate rich in variety … the typical recognition value of the band remains … this is not least due to the successful vocal lines of Dennis Marschallik … have further developed … even better, even fatter, even more mature … the production is polished … the bass bangs well, the guitars are more differentiated than ever and virtuoso … the drums relentlessly drive all protagonists before them … fresh and full of ideas … 12 strong songs, partly arrow-fast or groovy …“ (Metalheads DE)

➤ „… nichts weniger als eindrucksvoll … kraftvolle Hymnen … emotionale Melodien … ein Werk, das die Grenzen ihres bisherigen Schaffens sprengt …“ (Metaller DE)

➤ „… one of the best Power Metal bands I’ve heard in a long time, managing to combine the inspiration of the classic bands with the more modern Metal sound …“ (Rancor Metalzine)

➤ „‚Vengeance‘ has become such a good album … I think from what I’ve heard here, the days of being the lost link between Blind Guardian and Trivium are long gone …“ (Metal Addicts)

➤ „… fuckin‘ brilliant … I fuckin‘ love it!“ (Iridium Heavy Rock And Metal Music Reviews)

➤ „… has become really good and should appeal to both traditional metalheads and younger audiences. You have to manage this balancing act first, without it sounding too forced and embarrassing. With ‚Vengeance‘ IGNITION have delivered a really strong album with a lot of catchy tunes. Should be heard!“ (Vampster)

➤ „… very well achieved, with well worked-out guitars and great solos, mixing melodic moments with Speed and Power …“ (Riff Of Metal)

➤ „Energetic, powerful and melodic … full of heavy riffs, good vocals and good choruses that may remind you of bands like Angel Witch or Iced Earth …“ (Trueno Metálico)

➤ „… melodic Metal meets riffing with a strong US influence … borrowings from Iced Earth … strong and haunting vocals from Dennis Marschallik, who might even be the biggest discovery for some listeners … in his style aggression meets melodic lead and depth, showing a talent that should not be underestimated ��� every friend of Power, Melodic or even US Metal should definitely strain their listening ears here … it’s worth it.“ (Metalglory)

➤ „Excellent … Teutonic Heavy/Power Metal! Powerful and dynamic!“ (Unique High Fidelity)

➤ „… one of the best Power Metal bands I’ve heard in a long time, managing to combine the inspiration of the classic bands with the more modern Metal sound …“ (Metaltone DK) etc.

[deadhumourist]

Step into my office, Baby

Pairing: F!Reader and Dark!Marcus Moreno

Rating: Explicit. Bloody hell, explicit. No minors. 

Words: 1200ish

Warnings Dark!Marcus Moreno, seriously he’s not a soft and nice guy here, derogatory language, sass, rough sex, rough handling (no injuries!), abuse of superpowers, bodily fluids, cussing, disregard for intact underwear, expensive furniture getting mistreated, people not taking financial matters seriously.  ;)

A/N: Ok, I don’t know what happened here. I was listening to Belle & Sebastian and suddenly this fell out and I’m not sorry but I am going to hide somewhere because this is the most explicit/unabashedly horny thing I’ve ever written. Don’t look at me.

A huge thank you to @just-here-for-the-moment for beta-ing and making amazing suggestions which will likely pop up in a follow-up. <3

Masterlist | Taglist

Your stilettos hammered marks into the thin, worn carpeting of the Heroics headquarters as you stomped down the hallway. You were going to give him a piece of your mind; a big piece with frosting and sprinkles. On a fucking pitchfork.

Hastily, you pushed through the door and let it slam shut behind you, hands coming to rest on your hips. 

"You scrapped my staff budget. Explain. Rapido."

Marcus Moreno looked up from his desk, thick black-rimmed glasses perched at the end of his nose. It would have made him look less dorky than usual was it not for the brown puppy eyes staring back at you in total incomprehension. 

"What staff budget?"

"Ops. You reduced my headcount, after I explicitly told you we needed 23 analysts. This is going to cut us off at the knees."

He thought for a beat then said: "I don't approve budgets, I'm sorry." and resumed completing the paperwork in front of him. He seemed completely unaffected and you bristled at the brush-off.

You paced over until your knees hit the desk, leaning forward slightly with both palms resting on the solid mahogany. Your heart pulsed so hard that it seemed like the desk had a heartbeat of its own, thumping back at you.

Becoming aware of a shadow over him, Marcus looked up again.

“You’re the fucking leader of the Heroics, who else would approve budgets.”

Your breath fanned over his face as he looked you in the eye, now annoyed. 

“Yes, that means kicking asses to the curb, not crunching numbers. Speak to Florence in finance.” 

Rage seared under your skin like an out-of-control brushfire. 

“Bullshit. You call the shots. Change the allocation. I’ll wait.” 

When he didn’t respond, you swept your hand over his desk roughly, sending his stack of paperwork fluttering to the ground. That would get his attention. 

Aggravation pulled a harsh huff from his lungs. He raised himself up from the desk, his defined biceps flexing slightly with the strain.

“Pick that up.” 

You were defiant. 

“No. Fix this.”

He grimaced, and the next moment, you were being hauled over the desk and dropped onto it, the impact of your back a dull thud in the otherwise quiet office. 

Marcus climbed on the desk, towering over you.

“You don’t listen well, do you? Maybe your ears will work better when your mouth is stuffed full of my cock.” 

He unzipped his pants, hauling out his half-hard penis. Shuffling forward until he was over your chest and pinning your arms to your side with his thighs, he looked down at you. 

“Open”

“Make me” you spat back. 

He reached down and stuffed two thick fingers in your mouth, pulling harshly on the one corner. 

“Brat.” 

In the time it took for you to sass him, his cock had become rock hard and now he rested the fat tip against your lips. He nudged them and you opened for him, feeling the heavy length slide deeper into your mouth. 

As you closed your lips around his cock, you sucked eagerly, eyes inadvertently dropping closed at the musky, salty taste of him. 

“That’s it. Nice and quiet. You have some nerve coming in here and making a scene like that” 

He pushed down on your head and gently rocked back and forth, filling the cup of your mouth with dribbles of precum. 

You abruptly stopped sucking and glared at him. Pulling out of your mouth, Marcus listened as you piped up. “If you think your dick in my mouth makes a damned lick of difference, you’re mistaken.” 

He growled, a feral sound that you would never have guessed came from the normally even-keeled Marcus Moreno. 

He shuffled sideways and then moved off the table, his spit-covered cock swinging between his legs as he took you in.

“Spread your legs for me.” 

You huffed a mirthless laugh, keeping your eyes on him. 

“Say please” 

His eyes flashed dangerously, and he stuck his hand out as if reaching for your legs, his lip twitching in concentration. The next moment you felt your ankles separate as if pulled by an invisible force. 

Marcus used the metal heel in your stilettos to pry your legs open. You tried resisting, but you couldn’t outmaneuver him and your knees lewdly fell open in front of him, rolling your form-fitting black dress up until it sat around your waist. 

He reached forward, hooking his arms under your thighs and pulling you closer to the edge of the table. Marcus smirked at your lacy underwear, and you heard a "rrrrrp" as the material ripped over his big knuckles, your pussy suddenly open and exposed to him. 

“I’m going to fuck your insubordination out of you. See if you still have an appetite for fighting when you’re cockdumb.” 

With that he lined up his cock and pushed into you in one smooth motion, stealing the breath from your lungs. 

The thickness stretched you too quickly and it edged just this side of painful. 

Without waiting for you to adjust to him, he started rolling his hips into yours, your legs still spread uncomfortably wide. With every harder thrust, you heard that obscene wet slap of skin on skin, proof that you were as turned on as Marcus was. 

You caught him hissing through his teeth on a particularly hard thrust, and he looked as far gone as you felt. He suddenly saw you watching him, and he tightened his grip on you, pulling you even closer to him. 

He started fucking you in earnest then, hard, deep strokes that inched the desk further along with each thrust, the expensive mahogany carving scuffmarks into the wooden floors. 

"Ahhh fuck" you moaned breathlessly, the tension starting to wind up, the band in your belly tightening as you felt the familiar tingle.

Marcus could see your rapid breathing and let go of your left leg, which fell haphazardly and now dangled off the desk while the other one was still in his vise-like grip. You felt like a ragdoll, ruined and coming apart at the seams. 

His large hand reached over to where he was buried inside you and his thumb rubbed fast, firm circles on your sensitive bud. 

Your vision went white and pleasure skittered along your nerves like concentrated electricity. Marcus followed soon after, a low, feral groan escaping his lips as his orgasm slammed into him. While he worked you through it, he spilled warmly into you, his nails digging painfully into the leg that he was still holding close.

When the wave subsided, he looked down at you for the last time, a self-satisfied smirk on his face and sweat pearling on his brow. 

"Next time you won't have the luxury of a desk. You throw a tantrum like that again and I'll take you on the floor like a fucking animal."

You bit your lip enticingly and reached down to your messy pussy, scooping up some of your release on your middle digit before lifting it triumphantly and flipping him the bird.

He lunged forward and sucked your finger into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, humming at the taste. 

"Not bad for a brat."

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[taldigi]

Hello good morning/day/night I’m a bit lost when it comes to Nathan from gym club and whats “canon” and fanon with him, could u help me?

So someone had found that in an old.. like, 2010 publication, there was a small report on the then in-development concept Lady Bug. Here:

so TLDR: The canon was that he's gorgeous, his name is nathan, and he was in the gym club. He was also marinette's love interest. Anything past that is "fanon". If concept stuff can even be considered fanon.

now, if you want a heavy breakdown, continue on.

So, introductory stuff: an idea in this fandom is that there are "concept characters" like Felix, Richard, Adoni, the Quantic Kids- more obscure designs like Sebastian, Flora, and Alina. Characters who don't exist in the canon 3D series- or at least not recognisable AS these characters.

For example, Melodie may have been developed into "Flora" (a fan name I like to use) who was later developed into Chloe.

They are so wildly different, it's easy to separate them into different characters. Chloe would never be friends with Marinette willingly, but Melodie or Flora are easily depicted as close friends of hers. It explains why she's a hero- at least on a meta sense.

So, back on track.

"Felix" was a design used very heavily in a LOT of concept work, He was Chat Noir's secret identity, Marinette's crush, and a boxer.

From the Artbook, Felix is described like this: "Felix is a classmate of Marinette, and he’s popular among girls. ... He has a speciality on athletics and boxing, and when he rotates his ring he can transform to Chat Noir."

Marinette is described like this: Marinette lives as a normal student at day.... Marinette is in love with Felix, but she doesn’t know Chat Noir is Felix in transformation.

Please keep that description in mind.

It was so established, in fact, that was the design that moved foreword for the PV. So he tends to be the most Well-Known because he DID get to star in some animation!

Felix' design got reused for Adrien's cousin, so the two characters get confused a lot. In a meta sense, Concept Art Felix is closer to Adrien then he is to Felix GDV.

However, he was later developed and changed into Adrien, the character that currently takes the role of Chat Noir. Adrien is notable for being attractive enough to be a model, and participates in the fencing club. Oh. He's also Marinette's Crush.

However, these were not the only designs that existed. Some of the earlier ones got pretty weird. Since the only thing that kept them strung together was the fact that this this character was the secret identity of Chat Noir as well as Marinette's Crush.

I'm quite fond of using some of these to depict Nathan.

So it's safe to assume that...

Nathan COULD be a preliminary name chosen BEFORE Felix was chosen- as names and identities were fluid. Early Marinette was Marietta, after all.

Him being in the gym club DOES mirror the fact that in concept work, Felix was noted to be a boxer as well as Adrien being a fencer- and that Marinette often chose to try and impress Felix by getting into athletics herself.

Nathan is labeled as gorgeous enough that Marinette is tempted to misuse her good luck powers to score a date with him. Something that Marinette would do frequently with Felix. Not so much with Adrien, but we're aware of her crush on him so it's hard to argue. With Felix' popularity with girls and Adrien... well.. Adrien being a model and also being fought over constantly....

This is like, an early publication. Its hard to argue that due to how early it is and how much lines up, or that it's fake- the site seems legit, but personally idk.

Also, it could just be a fluke in the report. Maybe this early Chat Noir identity character wasn't really named Nathan? But hey, concept fandom takes what scraps it gets. and pairing that up with how creepy early Chat was.. well, you get the picture. It's all trying ones best to tie up string, it's all fun.

most importantly, it gives me a new character to use. and I will use him for evil. i promise.