#vicedmuses

[arkhospheleteon]

Life was good. The past year had been all about self-discovery for Leo — understanding more about himself, his dreams, his sexuality. And he chose to be open about those things with the people he loved – teammates, close friends, family. It seemed that the universe was rewarding him for living as authentically as he could. He had won the NCAA singles and double championship, had bigger sponsors chasing after him and, most importantly, had his father's support. The day he decided to come out to his old man was the most nerve-wracking of his life — no tournament could compare. But his father made those worries vanish like they'd never been there. If anything, their bond had only grown stronger, especially since Leo moved back home., Three weeks before his birthday, Leo met Mason and the two started dating after two weeks of knowing each other. His first boyfriend. His father organized a big party for his special day on their home, and Leo brought Mason to meet his family. He was serious about him — and he wanted everyone to know. The event was a blast. By the looks of it, everyone was having a good time. Leo was extremely drunk. He pulled Mason to the center of the room for a dance and the way they were looking at each other made it clear as day how they were dying to leave the party and get inside the other's pants.

“ Give me a sec. ” Leo split from his partner to grab more drinks and bumped against his father on the way. He apologized and gave his old man a bear-like hug. He began to ramble on – expressing his gratitude and love for his dad, gossiping about his teammates, and finally revealing details about his sex life that should've been kept private. Leo told his dad that he and Mason had agreed to take things slow. He explained that they hadn’t had sex yet — that he'd never been with another man before — and admitted he was curious about how different it might feel from being with a woman. He was nervous, but ready to take that step with his boyfriend that day. After dropping that bomb, he pressed one big kiss to his father's cheek and left him. When he found Mason again, his boyfriend informed him that something had come up and he had to leave. To say Leo was frustrated was an understatement. Rather than taking out his frustration on someone else, he decided to get some rest — he was getting tired anyway. He quietly retreated to his bedroom, took off all of his clothes and just let his body fall onto the mattress. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

@vicedmuses.

[heartwars]

if this was with anyone else , nikita would be embarrassed by just how needy he was . but he doesn't care , not right now . he absently leans into the touch on his cheek from piers , eyes flickering over his face as he stays on the ground . " yes , daddy . always good boy for you , " nikita mutters , before he hums softly when their lips press together . it always settles him , brings him back to himself . " i want . . . i want you , daddy . been long , need you . "

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[loveshard]

continued from ken's open starter (@vicedmuses)

          "it's not just any favor," ken warned, his head tilting ever so slightly to mirror logan’s. "this is about.. about love!" he inhaled sharply, eyelashes fluttering as he dropped what he believed to be an earth-shattering revelation. "i need you to kiss me," he blurted, voice barely above a whisper, but every ounce of urgency was packed into those five words. "properly. not like... a little peck or whatever. like a real kiss. with meaning. and technique." his lips pressed together as he searched logan’s face, waiting for the inevitable protest, the refusal, the judgment because even ken knew this was not a normal thing to ask your friend. but he had reasons, valid ones. and to logan’s credit, he didn’t blink an eye or pull away when ken initially clutched onto him. and ken liked that about him. he was dependable, like a really solid rock. a rock that served drinks, which made him slightly less nervous going to his trusted friend with this request. his fingers twitched against the fabric of logan’s shirt before he finally pulled back just enough to give him room to breathe. "and it has to be you. you’re… you’re stable. you won’t judge me, and i know you’re good at this because you—well, you’re you, obviously." his hands gestured vaguely, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world.

[oceanicxeyes]

closed for: @vicedmuses

Places of worship were not really his thing. Walter understood the reasoning behind it but he never truly fully comprehended why humans would waste their time praying for salvation when everything was pretty much on their hands. Why not be the ones to make things change rather than believe in some higher power? Were humans that incompetent? Regardless – places of worship were still architectural beautiful, right? Despite humans many,many flaws… they were still capable of doing something beautiful in the end. How was it that they were both capable of constructing such gorgeous places and yet be so keen to destroy what was not theirs to take? Such walking contradictions. Should he feel pity of them? Should he forsake them? Not all humans were monsters but when the vast majority simply did not care about what they did…

It was the sound of the choir that made him pause. Eerie and beautiful – almost like a true siren’s song. But it couldn’t be. They were just fully harmonious and there was nothing supernatural about it. Yet – Walter could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. There truly was something familiar about it. Something that lulled him in, bringing back memories of a time long past. But it couldn’t be…right? As he climbed the steps and placed one hand over the wooden door, the choir song was heard even louder. Eyes closed as he took a deep breath. There truly was something eerie about the song. Something so incredibly familiar that the bartender couldn’t help but to feel his eyes sting. Could it be…? He would recognize the chant of a siren anywhere but at a church? With a choir….?

He wiped the tears that escaped with the back of his hand and pushed open the door – blue eyes attracted to the choir being guided by the pastor. There was no one else around at the time. Were they… rehearsing? Was it the walls themselves or the choir that amplified the siren’s voice? Which one was it that made his skin tingle with excitement and his eyes water with the knowledge that maybe… just MAYBE he had found one of his kind around? Weren’t they practically extinct? Didn’t they all swim to deeper waters? The fact that there was a chance of him not being the only one around…

Should he interrupt? Should he just listen? How should approach? What should he say? What should he do?!

[harvies]

continued from here! @vicedmuses

eli doesn’t answer right away. he stares at the tree as his hands dangle loosely by his sides, fingers brushing against the frayed edges of his jeans. yago’s words hang in the air, filling the quiet space between them before he huffs out a soft laugh, shaking his head. “hey, cool it, tiger.” he mutters, giving the other a playful glare. he shifts his weight as he glances at the tree again, its crooked star and dim lights blinking like they’re trying their best. “maybe you’re right,” he says quietly, almost to himself. “maybe it’s time to stop letting him take this too.” his voice wavers for a moment before he clears his throat, pulling his shoulders back. “but no glittery tinsel,” he adds, pressing his lips into a thin line. “i mean it!” eli watches yago for a moment, feeling the warmth spread in his chest. “you don’t have to go all out, you know...” he says softly. “just you being here... it’s more than enough.” the words feel heavy, but they’re true, yago has always been there for him and it's something that he truly appreciates. and maybe... it's time to let go of his past and truly move on. eli's lips tug into a smile, “let's start with drinks first. i've got some champagne, would you like a glass? or... we could always go with the classic hot cocoa.”

[throatsplit]

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[atgvnpoint]

This man was everything Noah ever dreamed of. He had to admit that he always eyed Jess' father from the first day they met, but he never tried to be obvious about his attraction. But now that he got a taste of Maverick, Noah was hooked. At least for this night, he wanted this man to himself. Eventually, they will have to go back to their partners and keep their little affair hidden, but at least for now those people don't matter to him. Noah traced his trembling fingers over Maverick's strong shoulders. ❝We are, and I don't want it any other way,❞ the young athlete whispered. His hand came to rest on the side of Maverick's neck before he captured the man's lips for a passionate kiss. He could taste himself on Maverick's tongue and it made him crave even more. A shiver went down his spine and a soft groan erupted from his throat. His fingers entangled a bit with soft strands of Maverick's hair and gave it a gentle tug. Teasingly, he pulled back to free his tongue, just to sink his teeth into the older man's bottom lip playfully but gently at the same time. ❝Mhm, I agree with you.❞ he purred and placed another peck on Maverick's lips. A little hesitant, Noah lifted his hips, whimpering softly as he felt Maverick's length slipping out of him and leaving him unpleasantly empty. ❝Call your wife and come to the bathroom then. I'll wait there for you.❞ Noah pointed over to a door, indicating where the bathroom was before he got up finally.

most of the guys that he would hook up with would've stopped doing anything the moment that he started to cum. not noah. that's just how special jess' boyfriend was and part of the reason why the older man was now hooked. the muscles in his thighs tightened as his feet were planted firmly on the ground. the rest of the body reacted positively as well as he road out the last bits of his orgasm. his breathing became heavy again, like he had just run a marathon and had to catch up. sweat was pooling in several different places and he no coherent thoughts flashing through his mind. the only thing that he could think of was noah and how good he felt. ❝and you make me insane. guess we're a match made in hell.❞ considering they were also not only just cheating on one person, but two. maverick couldn't even think about that right now. he just leaned back on the couch and let noah have his way with him. he made sure to give into the kiss with as much passion as the other. he started to suck on his tongue when he felt it inside of his mouth, not wanting to break any connection. one hand wrapped around the man's waist while the other snaked up his back. then, he lightly scratched it as he brought his hand down somewhat. not enough to leave a mark though. he didn't need his daughter asking questions.

[heartwars]

aspen tucks her bookmark into the pages , setting it beside her on the sofa . eyes roll slightly at george's words , " george. " she sits up , moving her hair out of her face as she just watches him . she honestly doesn't know what to say , this arrangement has been strange to say the least; learning how to navigate around each other when they're not really sure if the other wants them there. aspen motions to the arm chair on the opposite side of the room, "sit there... i'll get it," she tells him, pushing herself to her feet as she heads into the kitchen to grab some peas and wrapping them in a towel so he doesn't get ice burn.

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[loveshard]

continued from xavier's open starter (@vicedmuses)

          xavier glanced at paul’s outstretched hand, arching a perfectly groomed brow as a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “hilarious that you'd assume i’d let you benefit from my body heat.” but despite his words, he reached out, slipping his hand into paul’s. “fine. you’re lucky you’re cute. otherwise, i’d be questioning why i agreed to this whole ‘adventure in the freezing wilderness’ thing. remember you’re still buying me hot cocoa after all of this. with extra whipped cream.”

[harvies]

continued from here! @vicedmuses

everything seems so achingly familiar, like he's stepping back into a memory he wasn’t quite ready to relive. his fingers trace the edge of the table as a quiet laugh escapes him, lifting his brow. “eloped, huh?” he says, tilting his head with a faint smirk. “that’d give everyone something to talk about for sure.” phillip laughs softly, leaning forward as he rests his arms on the table. “you’ve been perfecting recipes? sounds like you’ve been keeping busy... as always.” there’s warmth in his voice as he smiles fondly at the other.

phil takes in a deep breath, “you know, i missed this. spending time with you.” his gaze lift to meet giovanni’s, “not just... this moment, but us. the way we used to talk, how easy it felt. i don’t think i’ve laughed as much as i did when we were together. i guess what i'm saying is that i'm thankful that you're a part of my life.” he exhales, the tension in his shoulders softening. “so, yeah! let’s give them a story. maybe not the jail bit — i don’t think i’m cut out for that. but honestly?” the corner of his lips tug into a wider smile, “i can’t think of a better way to spend tonight than catching up with you. what are you gonna have from the menu?”

[writtenbystitch]

━⊱ george leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on the table as he glanced between the twins — the playful back-and-forth was entertaining, but what really made him grin was having his dad take his side on pineapple bit without hesitation. ❝ and that's why i love you, dad! ❞ he laughed, flashing giacomo a wide grin before turning to gaetano. ❝ i mean, who says no to both? ❞ he shrugged. ❝ we can ask for both. i can take more than one. ❞

as the waiter approached, george looked toward his father, leaving the final decision in his hands. ❝ you go first, dad. oh, and i’ll have a coke with lemon too, please. ❞

the place had a lot of italian decor around and it just smelled of good food. something about it almost felt like home. when george mentioned what he wanted, gaetano put the menu down and titled his head a bit to the side. ❝ ehh, i don't know. i was kind of leaning towards the buffalo chicken. plus, who puts pineapple on their pizza? ❞ he asked the group, but he couldn't help the smile that formed on his face.

almost as if giacomo kicked him under the table, he coughed a bit. then, the other twin finally spoke up. ❝ i think that hawaiian is perfect. extra pineapple if we're feeling petty. ❞ he smiled softly. outmatched, and actually liking the choice already, gaetano just raised his hands up again and sighed in defeat. ❝ hawaiian it is. any pizza is good pizza at this place, so let me not pick any fights before i have to hitchhike back home. ❞ he brought up the joke from before.

[loveshard]

continued from estefanía's open starter (@vicedmuses)

          “not to say i'm one way or the other, but.. what’s wrong with being a little naughty? santa’s probably tired of the nice people; they’re boring. the naughty ones keep things interesting,” stefi said, her tone on the edge of being teasingly defensive. "and if i had been naughty—which i’m not saying i have—it was all for very good reasons. you know, like taste-testing his cookies or borrowing the neighbors' cat for an impromptu cuddle session. nothing too scandalous."

[throatsplit]

🌴 = a favorite canon character in my fandom

inbox prompt. accepting.

sooo... i don't really have a fandom, honestly, because most of my babies are ocs and even my canons are oc-based... basically i'm a slut for original characters if you can't tell. so i'm gonna use this as a chance to give a shoutout to a few of my favorite writers here because i can't pick just one!! they're genuinely awesome, and if you're reading this, y'all should check them out 👀

obviously the literal lights of my life in my pinned post (including you ilysm loki)... but also @vicedmuses, @haslust, @lostwcnderlands, @coastercruushed (i watched crazy fun park bc of billie and it was the best thing i ever fucking did), @racointeur, & @r3dblccd. i have loved every second of having them on my dash!

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@vicedmuses

replying to this - tyler x v

"Oh... I'm... Loving it. I'm tied. Trapped. And some fucker is toying me. But I'm enjoying it so much. Literally the best sex experience of my life." She mocked. However, the man soon slapped her ass and squeezed the area. That drew a surprised moan from V. "It's pretty easy to be brave when you've got a girl tied up, hm?" He didn't seem stupid. V didn't believe he would actually release her after some words, but it didn't hurt to try. She had nothing to lose.

[courtesons]

The sounds of choking and gagging only got louder from this point on, his air completely taken from him - tears almost falling down his face from the strain as he was just used like he was just an object or property, that large cock fucking his throat as the helpless caged boy was used like this was his only purpose. To be dominated, owned and used. His face turning a different colour from the lack of air and the abuse before finally felt the cock be pulled back and the leash hold loosened, causing Peter to gasp for air and splutter. His heart racing, body trembling from the sheer intensity.

"I...t-thank you..." He managed to say weakly, swallowing before adding; "...Master" He said, knowing Ricky had used that title before and best not to upset the man. Dazed expression, hair a mess and gazing up at the man in a shameful submissive haze - unsure even want to say or do so he just, unprompted, gently kissed the head of the man's cock. "What...do you wish to do with me next...? What did you fantasize doing to me when you saw me...?"

He could tell that he could grow to care about Peter. Want to take care of him like a benefactor would. That didn't mean that he wouldn't use the man sexually and make him his submissive though. That was still on the table and the main reason he initiated all of this in the first place. Hearing those lewd noises coming from his mouth and seeing those eyes grow wet with tears made him feel like he made the right choice. They were made to find each other, he was sure of it.

When Peter's eyes started to glaze over, Ricky took that opportunity to fully fuck his face. His hips thrusted so hard to the point that his balls were lightly slapping against the bars of the cage. Finally, he loosened his grip on the leash and pulled his cock back a bit. Ricky slid it out of the other's mouth to give him some space to breathe. "You're being such a good boy."

[unapxlogeticme]

Which is Your Morality Alignment?

True Neutral (88%)

you view the world in an unbiased manner, acting mostly on either your own self interest or on the best objective course. this can mean you enjoy creating balance between all forces, meaning you may do actions that involve good as well as evil, respecting authority like lawful with the skepticism of chaotic; or, you may simply draw your line in the sand, and go your separate way. this develops you into the archetypal "on-the-fence" person.

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