#should i tag this as dubcon??

[transingthoseformers]

U did nawt see me trawling through ur pharma tag.....anyway......

Pharma going into heat when he's stuck with the DJD and it completely destroys Tarn. Like if virgin boy Tarn already cried spiking Pharma on a regular day, imagine what happens to him when Pharma literally pounces him one day, exposed valve already leaking onto his frame.

Pharma effectly pins Tarn to the ground, the tank too shocked and overwhelmed to push back. He snarls and paws at Tarn's panels, demanding access. And how can Tarn say no, really, when his senses are all immediately assaulted by Pharma's heat pheromones and scalding plating and claws right over his array.

Tarn doesn't quite register his panels snapping back, allowing his spike to begin to pressurise. Pharma doesn't even wait for him to get fully hard before immediately grabbing the shaft and sitting his dripping valve onto it. He slams his hips all the way down, hissing at the intrusion, but also giving Tarn absolutely no time to adjust to the wet heat around his spike before he immediately starts moving.

Back arched so he leans back into Tarn's spike, Pharma bounces. Mercilessly. He fucks himself on that spike Hard and all Tarn can do is gasp and struggle to keep up.

Every slam of their hips is accompanied by a wet squelch, Pharma's valve desperately cycling around Tarn's spike and spilling copious amounts of lubricant between them.

Tarn really doesn't stand a chance.

Despite Pharma's heightened sensitivity, the tank still overloads first. It builds so fast and slams into him without warning. His hot transfluid spills into Pharma, making the jet hiss in satisfaction, finally filled with something, at least for a few seconds.

But Pharma doesn't stop. He hasn't finished yet. And he's not planning to just overload once anyway. He keeps moving, impaling himself on Tarn's spike, the pheromones in his scent and slick help to keep Tarn hard despite having just overloaded.

The tank twitches and gasps and tries to grip onto Pharma's hips. His post-overload array is sensitive. Every bounce of Pharma's hips feels like a shock of electricity all the way up his spinal struts. He tries to slow Pharma with his grip on the medic's hips, but all that does is draw an angry snarl from Pharma and an even harder clench around his spike

Maybe he whimpers. Tarn would never admit to whimpering or the solvent pooling at his optics as Pharma fucks himself on his spike.

It's all too much and he feels like he can't take it- But in a way he's grateful he has no say in this. It feels good. It kind of hurts but it feels so good.

He can hear Pharma's struggling fans kicking up another notch, feel the movements of his hips getting more and more irregular. And then Pharma leans in, drawing ragged breaths against the cables of Tarn's neck.

He swears he hears the jet purr just before he suddenly bites down, denta piercing into Tarn's fuel lines and valve spasming around his spike

Pharma's overload drags Tarn into his second. More solvent is squeezed from his optics as he paws at Pharma's frame and then grabs his twitching wings

There's just a minute of peace as they both come down from their overloads, Pharma releasing his jaw and purring as he licks the leaking energon and Tarn laying slack on the floor... Until Pharma clenches his calipers and starts to move again, transfluid squelching between their hips and Tarn whimpering helplessly as he's coaxed back to hardness

Okay, I saw nothing😉😏

So i love this, I love the idea of mecha in heat getting quite feisty

Tarn, minutes before paradise: Pharma? answer the door. are you in there? I'm opening the door now

Oh Tarn~

also oo? He's stuck with the DJD?

Hxhcfjfj one of the other members finds them like this and they just... Close the door. They do not need to see their boss like this (and he looks like he's having fun anyway)

IMAGINE THE CLEAN-UP AND CUDDLING AFTERWARDS

Nickel, if she was here (is she? When in the timeline is this?): you better be getting your fluids

[sevenangrybees]

If people keep tagging their perfectly normal vanilla ass fics as "typical consent issues inherent to mithrun" and shit like that, I'm gonna start biting people. Some of yall aren't actually examining the complexities of Mithrun's relationships with other people, and what it means to desire something vs consent to it, you just don't think disabled people can consent to sex. fucks sake

[zorosdimples]

MORE, PLEASE, ALWAYS, FOREVER

pairing ༄ simeon x gn!reader

warnings ༄ minors: please do not interact! i will block you. suggestive content, religious/sacrilegious imagery, corruption, manipulation, dubious consent, drugging. simeon calls reader “little one” and “darling.” please let me know if i’m missing anything!

word count ༄ 771

notes ༄ this is my first time posting my writing, so please be kind! this drabble is darker than what i usually write; i’ve just been thinking about simeon and corruption for months… i have fluffier pieces in the works, i promise! <3

“but s-simeon,” you whispered, afraid to raise your voice lest desire drip from each syllable—as if the angel couldn’t see your trembling thighs or the glint of hunger in your gaze. your skin glowed, he observed, all dewy with want; he had never seen anything so beautiful, so vulnerable. your chest heaved as though you couldn’t catch your breath. “you’re an angel.”

“yes?” he hummed, trying not to sound too eager—all while his blood sang for you.

your tongue wetly floundered for a response, brain unable to comprehend anything other than the fierce fire that licked at your very core. oh, if he did not relish your sputtering, dumb state. you hung onto his every word as if he would lead you to salvation.

that’s what angels were created for, right?

“angels, humans, demons—we all have more in common than you think. we all have similar urges, similar needs,” simeon stated, lithe fingers traveling down your sides to dig into the soft flesh of your hips, forcing a breathy sigh from your lips. shame would have eaten you alive had it not been for your desperation.

“but you humans are rather self-centered, no?” he asked with an experimental squeeze that had your eyes fluttering dreamily. “you assume that your corrupted moral compass applies to the other two realms.”

you shivered as simeon leaned so close that you could smell the sweetness—caramel?—that clung to his skin. his lips brushed your ear as he whispered, “angels, as god’s chosen creatures, are encouraged to love deeply.” his fingertips grazed your belly as you swallowed thickly. his hot breath melted your resolve while his thinly-veiled words had your nerves thrumming in anticipation.

patience was a virtue that simeon usually embodied, but the thrill you inspired within him was cracking his restraint. he couldn’t help but push: push himself, push you. he needed to hear you to say it.

he gently cradled your chin between his thumb and forefinger, angling your face to meet his expectant gaze. if you had been in the right state of mind, perhaps you would have noticed how his azure irises were unusually dark, pools of midnight you could drown in.

the smile that tugged at his lips was almost wicked as he probed, “what do you need, little one? tell me.”

the endearment fell on deaf ears as you leaned into simeon’s grasp like a simpering pet. your eyes flickered down to his lips instead of answering his question, biting down on your own almost hard enough to draw blood.

“ah ah,” he chided, pinching your chin, still a hair’s breadth from your face.

you looked like a wounded animal for a moment, eyes wide and shimmering, staring down the barrel of a hunter’s gun. you tried to wriggle from his grasp in embarrassment.

the angel’s grip was unyielding, though. he was certain there would be bruises on your tender flesh come morning—the thought only heightened his arousal. his honeyed chuckle, like a potent sedative, lulled your movements.

“as much as i appreciate your enthusiasm,” simeon said with featherlight strokes to your burning cheek, “i need you to use your words, darling.”

you whimpered in response. your brain was fried, incapable of intelligent thought. all you could do was feel and act—instinct usurping rationale—more animal than human. all you could muster was a breathy and pathetic “please,” punctuated by the unshed tears that sparkled in your eyes.

“please what?” he cooed with faux sympathy. his free hand skimmed down the slope of your shoulder and the curve of your arm to ultimately settle on the fat of your thigh. the movement caused a tremor to ricochet through your body.

he looked at you like he wanted to devour you, to pick your bones clean, to consume you so wholly that not even your soul remained. and maybe it should have frightened you. but all you wanted was to lay yourself bare and let the angel feast on you until there was nothing left.

“i need you, simeon,” you finally breathed, soft as a prayer.

as soon as the words left your bruised lips, he lifted you onto his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist. you exhaled a warbled moan when he dipped down to scrape his teeth against the column of your throat. “that wasn’t so difficult, was it?” he murmured into your skin.

you were too far gone to answer—not that simeon cared. he finally had you where he wanted you, writhing and whining prettily. he made a mental note to thank solomon for the spell that had his little human begging for more, please, always, forever.

[brainjvice]

I would love to write something (more like i would love to write a fanfic) about Kaiser's issues with physical contact and how it would translate during sex... how sex is considered the socially acceptable norm in a relationship and how Kaiser strives to appear more human, so he may force himself to fit into that box.

More analysis under cut, cw for childhood trauma. Its not too graphic but yk.

...The way I feel like he would dissociate halfway through it, the second it feels too much. He goes on autopilot, his brain working its ass off into still mantaining his suave, flirty mask on while he is probably giving his partner the 300 yards stare.

Kaiser would prefer touching than being touched, but I wonder if he would still experience that as a "duty", as something he must experience as a human.

He may fixate on his partner's breathing pattern, on their heartbeat.

On how turned on and eager they are. And on how much Kaiser wants to hurt them.

Is this how his father felt like? Towering onto a worthless creature. Powerful. Miserable.

No matter what, Kaiser's brain would inevitably go there. His trauma is so familiar to him and its something he cannot escape for now, not when he is having sex.

Not when a caring hand on his skin feels like iron burning his flesh.

Not when his own fingers secretly seek the thrill of clawing at someone's throat till it snaps.

He attempt at sex once. Maybe twice. There's a part of him who craves that closeness, but for now it feels like bathing in boiling water. To be honest, Kaiser may hate himself enough to find comfort in that type of self torture, but at the same time this would mean to get perceived and seen by someone else.

For someone like him, who has spent years carefully crafting his public persona, being seen equals death. It means no more control on how he is being perceived. It means they will know.

...So yeah. Kaiser would be miserable while having sex and methinks it would be cool to see it in fanfic.

[vagabond-umlaut]

WIP GAME

rules — list the names/titles of docs in your WIP folder + open your inbox to have people ask about them!

tyyy for the tag, rheya my love 😌😌❤️ the fics u hv listed sound so so interesting!!! i have my eyes set esp on the tigerhybrid!sukuna fic---tht i'm sure u will write very well, as u always have 🥰🥰 @satoruxx

to fall in love is to create a religion (that has a fallible god)

geto suguru x reader; set in hidden inventory arc; senpai x kouhai; koi no yokan (means 'premonition of love'); canon-compliant

let me take your coat (and this weight off of your shoulders)

geto suguru x reader; slightly insane cult leader!geto; married life; parenthood; nice simple domestic stuff <3 (until jjk 0)

i'll love you forever (and we'll never be in the same room again)

geto suguru x reader; geto survives jjk 0; amnesiac!reader; angst with a happy ending; final installment of this series :D

kugelblitz

gojo satoru x reader; angel!satoru; soulmates (sort of...); tw dubcon (but not really???); tw pregnancy; angst with a hopeful ending

heartbeat star

gojo satoru x reader; angel!satoru; developing relationship; more-or-less domestic vibes; tw pregnancy; epilogue-ish to the above fic :))

the heart is an eye

ryomen sukuna x reader; brother's best friend!sukuna; unrequited love; arranged marriage; regency era; 'falls first' x 'falls hard' trope (but amped up to a 100)

no pressure tags 😊😊❤️ ---

@diremoone, @risuola, @sukunasweetheart, @yuujispinkhair, @avatarofstars

@songsofadelaide, @sukunasteeth, @strawberrystepmom, @afortoru, @pupkashi

[dorkfruit]

red sea but.... as yuris ?

[mychlapci]

Idk if you've ever decided how you feel about Bob x Sunstreaker, but i like to think Bob is a freaky little guy. (If you don't like this pls ignore it, i jus' love insecticons fragging.)

I need Sunstreaker to go into heat, writhing and whimpering on his bed. Sides' is gone, and he doesn't feel comfy asking anyone for help. Usually he has someone else watch Bob when he goes into heat, but it seems like this time he has forgotten.

Aft up, he has an arm reached under him, squeezing and stroking his spike. But he just can't cum. He's shaking, on the verge of sobbing. When he feels a long wet stripe drag across his heated valve, he cries out, frame jerking as heat flares throughout his body.

He has no time to process the weight that settles across his back before some presses against his valve lips. A small chrrp and chitter finally has him realizing whats happening.

"B-Bob?-" he pants out.

Something shoves its way into his valve, Something thick and heavy and long. He about bluescreens, especially when it starts to pull back and the small spines rake across his valve, leaving no node untouched.

Sunstreaker's heat muddled processor loves it, but he also feels rather horrified that this is happening, despite the fact Bob initiated. Claws dig into his plating as the insecticon pounds into him, purring happily. So pleased to make his master feel good.

The humiliation only amplifies the pleasure.

Maybe bob knots him and fills him with eggs. And maybe Sideswipe comes back and walks in only to see his twin being taken. Surely Sideswipe should be disgusted, but he feels only the urge to join in.

I need Sideswipe heavily pregnant with hundreds of tiny swam members, and Bob is happy to have a mate.

As i said, if this isnt you're thing, please ignore this! I'm just happy to get this out of my brain.

oh i feel very good about Bob and Sunstreaker. I think Bob should hump Sunstreaker's fertile valve until Sunny’s squealing into his pillow, trembling through powerful overloads <3 he knows he should kick Bob off of him, but in his relief he can’t find it in him to care. Until the eggs come, of course…. Then he starts squirming.

mhmm maybe by the time Sunstreaker is overloading his brains out around the last of the eggs, Sideswipe finds his twin getting humped by his pet insecticon and knows it’s already too late to do anything about it. Still he kicks Bob off of Sunstreaker’s back, optics lingering for a little too long on Bob’s barbed ovipositor spike....

[necrotic-nephilim]

jaybrusteph. steph and bruce fuck on jason's grave, jason and bruce fuck on stephanie's grave, steph and jason fucking on bruce's grave. threesome where stephanie gets 2 cocks up her ass. they keeo her tied up in a secret part of the cave fir a week with a vibrator on her clit at low vibration and a fuck machine pounding her ass. they share her for another week straight and by the end of it she's mentally checked out and her face id smeared with mascara and cum. maybe they bring cass over once, and all of steph's holes are occupied at the same time. i want her to keep cumming so hard she walks with a limp for a month. she goes on patrol with a butt plug holding in both of their loads. remote controlled vibrators. just the kinkiest shit possible with these 3. any time bruce and jason fight, they take it out on steph. they both try to fuck her mouth and she chips a tooth and dislocates her jaw but they keep going

i've been thinking about this for *days*. bc idk how you intended this anon, but to me it reads as *delightful* non-con and *super* fucked up with grooming vibes. like in my head, i picture it as Bruce dealt with enough problems when Jason came back from death and he *really* doesn't feel like doing a repeat. so when Steph comes back, even if Babs gives her blessing for Steph to be Batgirl, Bruce doesn't trust it and he definitely doesn't like the idea of Steph wearing a Bat. he's been down this road before and this time, he's not making the same mistakes.

so he tells her she's allowed to be Batgirl but this time, there are more Rules. maybe he had a thing with her when she was Robin but Bruce feels like he obviously wasn't strict enough so, he sets new rules this time around. and Steph has no choice but to agree bc she wants to be Batgirl, she feels like she needs to prove herself again.

i love the idea of the mindbreak the first few weeks, too. esp if there are aphrodisiacs or some kind of drugs involved to keep her in a haze where it's all she can think about until she rlly just. breaks. and is okay with it and has no concept how fucked up it is. Bruce invites Jason just because he'll try anything to pacify Jason at this point, and maybe he had a fucked up thing with Jason already and they needed a sub as a buffer.

i also think it's fun if patrolling and missions are the one place Steph has an escape from all the sexual control. so she really leans into being Batgirl bc it's all she has so when they start making her wear plugs and vibrators out it breaks her a little bit. even as Batgirl, her life will revolve around pleasing Jason and Bruce. and Bruce is telling her that she has no idea how much she's helping with this, he's showing her numbers about how Red Hood has been much less lethal since this all started to really get in her head about how this is a duty and it's a favor that she's doing for Bruce and he's so thankful for it, he almost convinces her that she agreed to this somewhere along the way. so she agrees and is submissive when Jason is getting rougher and rougher with her until joints are dislocating and she's crying and doesn't even have the words to ask for it to stop so she can get a breather.

also like the idea of Bruce and Jason arguing while Steph is on a patrol and it's Jason who finds Steph first and without any sort of warning forces some kind of aphrodisiac drug into her mouth and makes her swallow, calmly telling her she has about an hour before it'll kick in so she better wrap up whatever she's doing and hope she gets to Jason's base so he doesn't have to find her and fuck her wherever she ends up when it kicks in-

and all the bruises and injuries she gets from the sex are explained away by vigilante work. i'm also really into the idea of like, gradual body modification without her awareness or consent. constantly having her on muscle relaxers so it's easier to fuck her without prep. adjusting parts of her body with supplements to their likings until she realizes she doesn't really recognize herself in the mirror. her nose has been broken by sex so many times it stoped healing right. her hips are a different size and she has to wear a plug most of the time bc she's usually so loose. just like. Complete Bodily Control over her, yk? and by the time she realizes how fucked up it is, she's in way too deep.

and pulling Cass into it is *really* fun bc Cass is someone she trusts. so if Cass is okay with this, leaning into it and fucking her mouth with a strap while stroking her hair, then it must be okay. bc it's Cass. and maybe Cass is also fucked up, maybe Cass is just trying to provide Steph comfort in a situation she can't get Steph out of. both are good options esp if Steph doesn't know which it is. she never knows if ppl just don't care enough to notice what she's going through or if Bruce and Jason are doing such a good job of hiding it all that they can't see it. and she gets so Stolkholm'd by the end of it there's no escape she even wants. bc it's not like she can go back to normal. it's not like she could come from regular sex that doesn't hurt to the point she cries anymore. so she just. accepts it.

but yk that's just my hurt/no comfort braincell being evil. bc i am evil and i love the psychology of being sexually broken as much as i love the sexual aspect of it. i think it makes it so much crunchier and realistic if there's this haunting acceptance that isn't necessarily a "oh she loves it now" but more of a "she knows escaping will make her feel worse" sort of thing. like she sees Bruce and Jason arguing and just starts to brace for it instead of trying to break them up. it's good food.

[chilfucked]

okay hear me out

i know that i’ve got a wip for a man eating plants fic (sexual. chil is the only character) in the works right now

but what if i worked on chil stuck in a chest instead

[transingthoseformers]

https://www.tumblr.com/transingthoseformers/753183187142868992/ I don't want to disappoint, but I really imagined this angsty, happening while Megatron is captured by the autobots. Maybe it's the reason why Megatron was captured in the first place, weakened while his body prepared itself for laying eggs. And yes, his noises! I imagine him letting out gruff, muffled grunts while very wet magenta eggs slide out. He tries to stay still, but each contraction has him curling forward and stiffing. Eggs are pretty big, but his stealth bomber frame deals with them with no problem. He's not in pain, the process is slow and pleasurable. Megatron hates it because of how weak he is now before Optimus. And because yes! Optimus is the sire! Vorns ago Prime was captured by the decepticons and... Megatron overstepped, showed weakness by letting the autobot leader to frag him. He even willingly took a spike and rode it! And mech pregnancies are long. It also takes even longer to develop eggs under the constant stress of war.

Ooooo? Angst potential? I'm down

IT'S WHILE HE'S CAPTURED??? YES YES YES

The eggs being Optimus's adds just the cherry on top of this awful situation for Megatron, it's a very vivid reminder of a moment of weakness in his mind

Interesting how it took several vorns, I think this is the longest number for a Cybertronian pregnancy I've seen yet (makes sense because million year robots, ESPECIALLY SO IN IDW, but still. That's such a long time to be carrying, and stress seemed to extend it. I wonder how healthy the eggs themselves are.

[polterrrgeist]

Ask Team Phantom part 11

[merakiui]

I’m loving the little drunk reader idea (if it’s okay with you, I would love to see what the other characters would do) but what would Cater do? I imagine that he would either get you black out drunk and film you making a fool of yourself and black mail you, he gets equally as drunk and that leads to drunken sex that you two don’t remember doing the next morning, or the usual get you stupid drunk and films himself taking you.

He would do all of those things! I like to think the drunken sex would work so well for him because he could twist it into something casual. It was just a little drunken silliness between two friends; nothing to worry about! He didn't record anything (yes he did) and he didn't cum inside (yes he did; there are pictures on his phone of his cum dripping out of your hole), so you can rest easy knowing nothing will be spread or posted online. He might even be able to convince you to do friends with benefits with him if you do vaguely remember having sex with him. Trust Cay Cay and he will never lead you astray. <3

Although I think he might get you really drunk while he remains sober (for the most part) just so he can get the best camera angles while you're giving him the sloppiest head. You won't be able to realize it through your drunken haze, but there is a completely different aura to Cater when he's filming you while you're drunk. He seems colder and even a little mean when he focuses so intensely on you, dropping his usual upbeat façade and acting more mature or serious. His eyes are colder, too. Analytical, even. He tells you you're just too cute when you're on your knees like this or when you're sinking down onto his cock. He'll take plenty of photos and videos of you in the most compromising positions. He won't share any of these; they're for his eyes only.

Come morning, you'll have been cleaned and dressed. Cater pops in with breakfast, smiling so brightly, practically chirping about how gone you were last night. You ask him if you did anything weird or awkward while you were drunk and he looks at you, still smiling, and shakes his head. You ask if the both of you did anything and again he'll shake his head. You'll believe him because he's so convincing with his lies, but all the evidence is hidden in a private photo album on his phone.

[toushindai]

Ganondorf makes a sound of disdain. His eyes drag down Rauru’s body, assessing, and Rauru feels something inside him flare. When Ganondorf takes a step forward, crowding Rauru against the throne with a leer on his lips, Rauru puts one hand on his chest to stop him.

Ganondorf raises one eyebrow. “What?” he asks, mockingly.

Magic gathers in Rauru’s palm. Something in you I don’t recognize. He swallows, and it doesn’t stop him from wanting. “I think you ought to be on your knees before your king,” he says, and with a twitch of his right hand, he pulls the gold cuffs on Ganondorf’s legs down and binds them to the floor.

(from A Certain Nobility of Character)

[neversetyoufree]

While I absolutely don't condone Vanitas's early treatment of Jeanne (especially not that first kiss), I do think the power dynamic of their early relationship fits in a really interesting way with Jeanne's arc as a whole. Jeanne is a woman slowly rediscovering how to want things, and Vanitas's pressuring and manipulation forces her very earliest instances of acting on that want.

In particular, I'm talking about the blood drinking scenes at the bal masqué and in the alley in chapter 12. Vanitas doesn't force himself on Jeanne in either case, but you could make a good argument that he gets uncomfortably close. He can tell that Jeanne isn't in good control of herself at the Bal Masqué, and he spends a lot of effort wearing her down and convincing her that she should bite him.

Spending a long time wearing somebody down as you convince them to do a sexual act with you is. not great. Absolutely not a thing that you should do in real life.

And later, in the alley, Vanitas straight up blackmails Jeanne into continuing their blood drinking relationship. If she doesn't bite him and only him, he tells Luca about how/why Jeanne Marked him, which she refuses to let happen.

However, though the first non-consensual kiss is pretty clearly framed as Vanitas doing something Bad, these two blood drinking scenes aren't. So what gives? Well, I once saw a review say that first awful kiss was like something out of a bodice ripper, and the comparison has been haunting me ever since.

Dubious or nonexistent consent is a pretty old and common trope in romances, especially bodice ripper type ones, and there are a couple common explanations that float around as to why women would enjoy reading something like that. One of those explanations is the idea that non/dubcon is a good fantasy for people who feel like they aren't allowed to have agency over their own sexual desires. Women are made to feel like they shouldn't want sex, and so even if they wouldn't want a "no" to be ignored in real life, it's kind of an exciting fantasy. The heroines in books can play chaste as they're meant to, pretending they don't want the things they aren't supposed to want, and the man will give them what they secretly desire anyway.

That isn't a universally applicable explanation for why people like dub/noncon, not by a long shot, but I do think it's an interesting idea. And given that Jeanne's story is so very much about agency and learning to want things, it feels relevant to early VaniJeanne. The actual kiss, the part that that review compared to a bodice ripper, is just straight-up assault. I don't think there was any secret desire involved there on Jeanne's end. But what about the scenes at the bal masqué and in the alley?

It's made pretty clear that, for reasons of both chemistry and whatever secret thing is wrong with her, Jeanne wants Vanitas's blood. She doesn't want to want Vanitas's blood, and she doesn't want to act on the desire, but she desires it anyway. And Vanitas, through dubcon-level coercion and threats of blackmail, cajoles her into acting on that desire.

It's a classic romance novel setup of the heroine saying "no, I shouldn't" while secretly filled with want, only for the love interest to force her to "give in to her desires." She wants to drink his blood, and Vanitas gives her no choice but to do so.

Jeanne, in becoming a Bourreau, was meant to shed everything that made her a person. She was a tool. She was not meant to want anything. And that makes her the perfect character to act out that romance novel trope on. She's the ultimate example of a woman that isn't supposed to want what she wants, because it's not just sex that she isn't supposed to want. It's everything.

But, by casting Vanitas in the mold of a bodice ripper-style love interest, Jeanne is given an out. Gévaudan is her breakthrough—the moment when she goes directly against her orders to do something for the sake of her own heart. Before that point, when she still struggles to admit to wanting things, the only possible way she can act on a desire (including a sexual or blood desire) is to be cajoled and coerced.

And at the bal masqué, her biting Vanitas is the first time we see her carry out an act not in service of Luca.

[laireshi]

one of my favourite things about wu xie is that dark wu xie is so close to canon sometimes, it’s...almost canon??

so today in ‘wu xie and his ZERO chill about xiaoge’: he thought of drugging him not zero times (reasonable amount of times to think about drugging your friend), not even once (which would be weird enough), but at least twice! and he spends a lot of time wondering if he can be drugged. HMMMM.

book 8, ch. 76:

I wondered if modern sleeping pills had any effect on his constitution. If it was useful, I’d get him to go to a place to rest first and then say that I had a particularly important matter to discuss with him and that I hoped he could help me. After that, I could put sleeping pills in his drink, and when he passed out, I could tie him up firmly, ask Xiao Hua for a car, and send him directly back to Hangzhou.

(and what would you do with him in hangzhou, wu xie? keep in your basement?)

zang hai hua, ch. 20:

According to his usual behavior, it seemed that he was never interested in any women, didn’t do anything like masturbation, wasn’t particularly concerned about food, and didn’t show any interest in any information.

Of course, even if he was interested, he wouldn’t show it. At this time, I suddenly had a very vicious thought—if there was a chance to see him again, I would have to feed him some big Spanish flies, although I didn’t know if his constitution made him immune to them.

OH! that’s what you’d do with him later! FEED HIM APHRODISIACS. very normal, straight thoughts about your platonic friend. sure wu xie. sure.

[mychlapci]

After careful consideration of the topic, I would like to propose that d-16 should be breastfeeding his children

Maybe they should suck on mommy's titties as they put a new little sibling in mommy's womb. Thoughts?

(I still have not seen tfone btw. Its going to be an interesting experience when I see it next weekend -v3nth)

oh absolutely, absolutely. hgrh, breastfeeding is a must. in the mines, his sparklings were ripped from his breast when they were still young, well now he can let them drink as much and for as long as he wants. and since they're consuming so much dense, mineral rich milk, they're all strong and powerful, his perfect little soldiers… he can easily fuel them up as they put another sibling in him, his titties constantly lactating due to the repeated carrying cycles…

absolutely love that you haven't seen tfone yet and you've already joined in on doing all this fucked up shit to the bots. think of inbreeding as you watch tfone, do it for me