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cursedcrest · 5 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY. can i see your credit card girl
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um.... sure! anything for you.
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ninadove · 8 months
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤️
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1. Shadow Strike [Miraculous Ladybug, WIP] 🦋
“We have to get the brooch back,” Adrien said, his voice cracking. “So he can’t do this to anyone else.”
His lack of hesitation took Felix by surprise. When he finally looked back at him, there was something new in his eyes — something that vaguely resembled hope.
“Will you help me…?"
Adrien looked off into the distance, trying to muster the same confidence and strength he had as Chat Noir despite feeling like a lost kid.
“Of course I will. We’re doing this together.”
Or what if the kids actually shared basic plot info with each other for once?
Our baby. The one I was just editing before stopping to answer the ask. I’ve never felt this motivated to write anything in my life ever and it’s entirely thanks to you love (@paracosmicfawn). 💜
2. Sometimes It’s Worth It All To Risk The Fall [Miraculous Ladybug, one-shot] ⚔️
Based on this writing prompt from @writing-prompt-s and @feather-of-argos:
A woman from a foreign land is sentenced to die but is allowed to choose the method of execution. As per the laws of her land, she asks to die in honourable combat against the King's knights, armed with a wooden sword while the knights have real weapons.
It's been 24 hours since the execution started and the King is running out of knights... So he sends for his nephew.
My first Feligami fic, written and edited in a six-hour-long fever dream. Probably the darkest thing I will ever write, but because it’s me, you know it has a happy ending.
3. Avant-première [Miraculous Ladybug, one-shot] 🎭
Guilt deformed Felix’s traits as memories flooded the room, suffocating them both. Nevertheless, she needed to press on — for his sake, for hers, for everyone’s.
“That night, with Red Moon…” The name felt awful in her mouth, like a bitter taste she would need to get used to. “You didn’t lose Marinette. You just weren’t looking properly.”
She reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers together.
This next step would make or break them.
Got sent to Tumblr jail (shadowbanned) THE DAY of the Representation premiere.
So, instead of screaming random thoughts in the tags and hitting my mutuals on the head with analysis posts, I got to work and wrote the Feligami fluff I want to see in the world.
4. La nuit, tous les chats sont gris [Miraculous Ladybug, completed] 🐈‍⬛
In which the Cat Miraculous grants Adrien much needed freedom — even if he's not the one wielding it.
A two parter for our PV/Black Cat Felix AU! 💜
Sometimes I reference video games. Other times I reference French literature. It’s about the range.
5. In Vino Veritas [Professor Layton, officially a one-shot but not really] 🎩
After days of avoiding conversation and a few beers to build up her courage, Emmy opens up to Clive about her love life.
Part of my "The Lucky Ones" AU, where Clive gets the mental health support he needs in time and Hershel becomes UF's main antagonist.
Really, this will be a chapter of a much longer fic once I actually write it (it’s been on my to-do list since 2019).
And yes, it’s Clemmy. I love Clemmy. Clemmy is my life.
Passing it on to:
@consistent-chaos-corporation
@dragongutsixofficial (this is your cue to write the rest of the Edeleth+Thanzag polycule fic, and to share your drabbles about the Hresvelg siblings)
Anyone who wants to participate! 📝
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13moonswomenstemple · 2 years
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Sagittarius Full Moon Collective Oracle Card draw - major themes of sovereign leadership, loving support, completing cycles and breaking free of old bonds and beliefs. This full moon brings with it the energy and light codes needed to wrap up all unfinished business as we enter the winter solstice portal next week. This week it is time to look at long standing intentions and relationships (not just to people, but situations too) and do what is necessary to being them to a close. Tuesdays Winter Solstice is a rebirth point so releasing grief, sadness and resistance to change is going to support you through this natural shift towards a renewed freedom, ready for the next chapter of the solar cycle. Change needn’t be massive, just a shift in perspective or belief is enough to create an opportunity for growth and awakening. Queen of Rods + Brothers of the Rose 🌹Lead with divinity. Draw from the stability of the sacred masculine and recognise the support that is available here. Temperance + Whispers of Mother Earth 🌏 You are blessed to have the loving support of your guides in your quest to recognise and release what is ready to come to completion. Look to Mother Earth for creative solutions, support, inspiration and to channel her wisdom. 10 of Blades (Swords) + Codes of the Seeds 🌱 Recognise the resistance to change as a fear of sadness, grief or loss that your psyche is anticipating will come and know that it’s okay to feel loss at the end of a cycle, but to turn your gaze to the future where the seeds of your intentions and desires are waiting to manifest from a place of clarity, after the rebirth. King of Knives (Swords) + The Anointed ⚔️ This prophecy is bookended by the Queen and King. It is a reminder that Soverignty is your birthright. That the path forwards for humanity is with the balanced divine feminine and masculine hand in hand. That the Queen must lead the way now, and invite the King to return. This is a message that answering this call over this winter solstice period empowered leadership (however that looks for you) is available and new essay. Look to your soul gifts for clues for your path into the future for this chapter of humanity. (at Planet Earth) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce1_nLbPJQ2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pedrosbrat · 3 years
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Sorrow You Are My Light {Pero Tovar x Max Phillips x F!Reader}
CHAPTER IV: Anything You Want, Anything You Desire
AU Vampire Hunters
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 5.2k
Warnings: MMF Threesome, M/M & M/F dynamics (if you are Inconfortable with this, don’t read this chapter) Orgasm, creampie, cum play, feelings, trouple, oral sex (male and female receiving)…etc…SMUT. That's it. Literally 5.2k words of smut …
Summary: Well with the Warning did I really need a Summary my friends?
Little Comment : Hi everyone First THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO IS READING AND SHARING It means a lot for a little writer ✍🏾 What u r waiting for his finally here I guess hahaha, BUT please IF YOU ARE A MINOR Don't read this chapter! It's 100% smut! (if you see any mistakes let me know and I will correct it) & 1 chapter will be published every week, every Saturday⚔️like and reblog are appreciated 🖤 Enjoy!
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2- Chapter3 - Series Masterlist
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You spent much less time in the bath than you usually do. But Pero doesn't know that, he's walking around the room, a simple two buttons unbuttoned shirt as usual, and a light bottom covering his body. He's lost in his own thoughts, stressing about how he's going to find the strength to tell you what he wants to say.
Max has been watching him for over ten minutes now, having returned from his hunt, yet not bothering to make any noise. But Pero is so absorbed in his thoughts that he has not heard him.
"Just tell her that you care about her... and that she has a beautiful body that you would like to share with me!"
Pero is startled by the awareness of the man's presence in the room, "I'm not going to tell her the second part, Max," he grumbles back.
"Well, I will!" Max laughed and walked over to Pero, putting his hands on his hips to pull him closer. "You have to calm down... It's only natural you'll see... Look how easy it went for both of us, and I think between the three of us we could have been the most complicated, couldn't we?"
Pero ran his hand through Max's curls, keeping his grumpy air that Max knows, however, a little more soothed "We'll see about that when she gets out..." said Pero, before giving him a delicate longing kiss.
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You can't help but stare at your reflection in the mirror in the bathroom, listening to the voices of the boys in the other room, Max now back from her hunt, your thoughts far too preoccupied with what might happen tomorrow night, with the fact that you might lose one of the two people you care most about in this world, or even lose your life, without ever having shared your being, your body with them.
I can do it... I know what Max wants... And almost that Pero loves me too, as much as I love him and might be only shy... Not afraid; Pero doesn't fear anything, especially not me... I guess...
You hold your head in your hands wondering if you did something at some point that could have made you get stuck at this point...
You wrap yourself in a sheet on the side and put on no clothes after thinking very deeply about what you want, tired of thinking more than acting, and simply open the door to the room that separates you from the two men you love and desire.
Their eyes directly fall on you.
Pero is about to open his mouth, but he can't look away from your nipples, nor can Max, fully visible in the white sheet you're wearing around your body completely wet from your bath. Your gaze doesn't miss the slight bulge that's starting to form in their trousers, and you move your gaze over to Max as you walk over to him to stroke his hair slightly above his ear "Did everything go well Max?” "I... I have crossed ..." you shake your head frantically not really listening to his answer and move on to Pero dropping your sheet at your feet, finding yourself completely naked in front of their eyes.
His dark brown gaze is fixed in yours, never turning away from it, not even to get a mere glimpse of your body that he has dreamed of so many times and even masturbated to imagining you bouncing intensely on his hard cock, hard by your beauty and the desire and love he feels for you... And yet even with all this, his gaze remains fixed in yours.
Max wants to intervene, but he understands that this moment between the two of you is necessary before the three of you can finally become one. So, he looks at the both of you silently, talking without opening your lips, talking to a soul from another by the door in your eyes... He watches Pero's hand pass over your buttocks to tenderly plop them, letting out a little moan from between your lips.
"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted all this?..."You simply smile and nod "So do I..."
Then he slowly lowers himself after glancing at Max, to let his lips place a kiss over your collarbones, then near your neck, before he finds himself standing in front of your face again, close to you, as close to you as possible, only forcing you to share the same breaths in and out "I don't... I don't want to do this because you're freaking out Paloma..." he says in a low voice, his hands trying to find an appropriate path over your naked body
"I'm freaking out... But I've always wanted this from you... And I don't want to die without having it Pero..." you say as you bring his face close to yours, placing your arms around his neck to whisper against his lips "I want you... Both of you..."
He doesn't waste a moment and wraps his arms around your body, still slightly damp from your shower, and lifts you slightly to take you against his lips and taste yours. On your toes you respond to his kiss by pressing your lips hungrily against his plush and soft lips, having wanted this for years and years, longer than you can remember. You let out a moan, silent in a breath, and he grunts lightly, licking your bottom lip asking for access to the inside of your mouth, which you allow as you open to let your tongues mingle in a sensual dance, tasting each other, your bodies pressed together, leaving very little to your imagination as to what is pressed against your belly, his cock that you can feel hardening with each passing moment.
Max looks at the both of you for a few seconds, biting his lips, wanting to get into your embrace, to stand behind you and place kisses on your neck and then taste your lips. But he slowly pulls away and turns his back to move towards the door silently, not wanting to impose himself, in an embrace that he thinks is necessary between the two of you, after so many years, not thinking that he is wanted in the moment... At least that's what he thinks.
"Where are you going Max?" you ask, your body still pressed against Pero's, who is now placing kisses on the back of your neck as you look at Max. "I assumed..." he says, pointing to the door... "...that maybe it was better that I left..." "I didn't get naked in front of both of you to have the desire only give myself to one of you... And I don't think I'm the only one who desires you here Max... You know that very well" you say as you place your hand on Pero's cheek as he breaks free of your body to walk towards Max.
You watch Max walk away from the door smiling at Pero who approaches him "There was no need to talk after all..." he says as he takes off his jacket and throws it on the chair by the wall. Tovar's hands gently rest on Max's face, "Stop talking..." "If you stop grumbling..." replies Max with a smile before Pero puts his lips against his.
Max doesn't hesitate for a moment and presses his body against Pero's, placing his hands on Pero's ass, letting both of their erections rub against each other through the thin material of the trousers they are wearing.
You have never seen two men kiss before. You don't mind, on the contrary, you like to see them love each other, and to know that they love you back is something gold too. You watch them exchange an intense kiss, their bodies rubbing against each other, their soft grunts growing in the room, and you bite your lips, pinch your nipples, fondle your breasts, and shake your legs, feeling your excitement rise at such a beautiful scene.
Max unlocks his lips first and stares at your crotch before smiling at Pero, as if he can feel what's going on in your sex "She likes what she sees handsome..." Pero turns to let his gaze pass over your completely naked body for the first time pressing his hand on his sex, twitching in his trousers "You look beautiful Paloma...". You smile at him and point to the two men "Take off your clothes... I want to enjoy the view too".
"Anything you want" said Pero "Anything you desire" continued Max, and they did so, letting their clothes fall to the drunken floor of the tavern, Max enjoying placing kisses on Pero's neck, on his eyes where his scar is that you both seem to love, also wishing to bite him in excitement, to bite him with desire, with passion. But he didn't, not knowing if you'd understand that aspect of it so early in your relationship, and settled for little kisses, this and that, making them both smile, making you want to join them.
So you walked over to them and watched them slowly, savouring the sight of two completely different men standing in front of you, but at the same time so similar: Both have broad shoulders and a slim, defined waist, both have a slim and firm, strong body due to Pero's lifestyle, and Max's pre-transformation body, a body just as firm from life on the farm. Pero just has a lot more scars than the man next to him.
Max grinned widely and didn't try to hide it when Pero dropped his trousers to let you see a thick, long cock pointing at you, the tip already red and shiny with precum. "I am enjoying the view!" said Max with a cocky smile.
You both licked your lips, and you took Max's lips between yours, one hand tugging at the curls at the back of his neck; your other hand stroked Pero's body, gently, slowly, to grasp his cock between your fingers and run your thumb over his glans, making Pero wriggle with anticipation. You then bring your thumb to your lips to taste your lover and to make the other one taste it too, which you take between your lips, starting with one of your hands to pump Pero.
He lets out a low moan from between his lips, letting his hand pass over Max's buttocks, gripping them lightly, not letting your two tongues leave Pero's eyes. You pull away from Max with a smile, the excitement between your legs growing, your clit burning at the lovemaking you are undertaking.
You placed a quick kiss on Pero's lips before kneeling in front of him and Max, grabbing Max's sex in your other hand and placing a kiss on the tip of both penises, making them tremble with anticipation between your fingers, causing a rustling moan to escape from between the lips of both men. "Let me in... between those beautiful lips..." said Pero less and less patient "Patience..." you said with a smile.
Max looks down at you, eyes glistening as you place your tongue on both of their tassels, licking the tips frantically, he swears it's the most beautiful thing he's seen in ages. He turns to kiss Tovar who welcomes him with the greatest of pleasures, each of them with a hand in your hair, caressing you affectionately.
You start sucking on both men one after the other, pushing Max's cock down your throat until your nose touches his pubic hair and then do the same for Pero. Not letting them out of your sight, yet feeling a few tears start to run down the sides of your eyes each time you push one of their dicks deeper into your throat, letting your tongue stroke the frenulum each time making them moan and groan with each stroke: and you move your head faster and faster for each of them, licking a long stripe and back again.
You can't pay as much attention to each of their penises as you'd like, but you know they like what you're doing, you can see it in the admiring look and sounds they give to you, while stroking each other.
You can feel your arousal starting to flow from your pussy and squeeze your legs together to create a minimum of friction, in reaction to the neglect of your sex, and Pero notices, freeing himself from your lips in despite himself, loving what you're doing to them, to make you stand up and take yourself between his lips. Pero suddenly finds himself pressed between you and Max, placing kisses on your lips as you all alternate kisses with each other’s and gradually push each other towards the bed. When the back of your knees hit the bed Pero lets you sit up and turns to place one last almost aggressive kiss on Max's throat, both of you starting to get more than a little hungry for every single body in the room.
"Open your legs Paloma, let us see the beauty of your being, the excitement and desire you have for us" Pero says as he strokes one of your legs with a gentle, admiring look on your face. You comply, moving back to the middle of the bed, spreading your legs to let the two men see your pussy, glistening and flowing with desire for them.
Your body is revealed before their eyes lit by the yellow light of the candles in the room. Pero had thought about it several times, wondering what you could look like in this position, your lower lips completely swollen with desire, and he can finally see her in front of him, the reality surpassing his biggest dreams...
Max hasn't thought about it for as many years as Pero of course, but God he likes what he sees... Gasps escape from his lips as he keeps his eyes on you and moves towards you, kissing you "You're beautiful, so beautiful for us, so wet..." he says before placing kisses on your neck, and lower to wrap one of your breasts in his mouth. You gasp and moan as he strokes Max's hair and moans as he licks and sucks on your breast, while bringing his free large hand on your breast, touching it gently, playing with the nipple, massaging it like heaven.
Pero positions himself between your legs and kisses your navel, meeting your gaze and Max's from the corner of his eye, which he tries not to let go of as he alternates between Max's eyes and lips wrapped around your breast, and your face expressing pleasure, moving down to your mound, placing kisses on every part of your skin he has access to, before placing a first kiss on your trembling clit, which is already far too sensitive in that area, over-stimulated by both men for too long now.
He runs his tongue along your entrance, letting out a sound of adoration, "You should come and taste Max... She's delicious," he says, wrapping his hands around your thighs to place kisses on them, as he runs his tongue down a long line from the bottom to the top of your pussy, making you mewl his name and finally kiss your clit again, making you pout : you want more.
You bite your lip and fidget as you watch him torture you, watching him smile at your impatience, an impatience that makes Max laugh, still running his tongue over your breasts "Pero please... Don't tea...". He doesn't let you finish and takes your clit in his mouth. You scream with pleasure at this simple gesture, arch your back out of the mattress and Max puts a hand on your stomach to steady you on the bed as your other lover eat you slowly. Neither man takes his eyes off you as you watch your face contort with pleasure at their touch.
Pero doesn't stop, not even wanting to breathe, thrusting two fingers into you without warning, curling them up and practically finding your g-spot on the first try, watching your lips open and suffocate under so much pleasure, worshipping your body by sucking on your clit, flicking your tongue and making you gasp every moment and you can't hold back the sounds that come from between your lips, grabbing Max's hair with one hand and Pero's with the other, sounds that make each of your lovers' cocks tremble.
Max released your breast from between his lips with a pop, your nipples now hard and pointing more than you ever were, and crash his lips to yours, absorbing the sounds you make. He stood to one side and placed a kiss on one of your legs before lowering it slightly to kiss Pero over your clit and taste you on his glossy lips "Mmm, delicious indeed..." he said smiling at you.
Pero lowered himself slightly, still hungry to worship every part of you, and to see you completely blissful, withdrawing his fingers, to insert his tongue into you "Oh yes Pero!" you write as you feel him inside you, his beautiful nose that you have imagined many times in this location, rubbing against your clit "Tan apretado... You're as tight as I imagined... I can't wait to open you up with my cock". Max licked Pero's fingers not taking his eyes off him and you and both men grunted, precum leaking from their dicks lightly onto the sheets "Oh I want you to open us both up" You said smiling at Max suffocating. He approves with a large smile kissing your hand and your arm tenderly and Pero can't help but let out a groan that vibrates against your sex and makes you tremble "I would love that..." replied Pero quickly.
Max then bent over to the side, where your leg is bent, so that you could see the two men as he ran his tongue over your clit and licked you like the sweetest treats. You screamed, over-stimulated by Pero's tongue inside you and Max's tongue on your clit, you begin to feel that pleasant sensation growing in your lower belly, and Pero can feel you contracting around him "Cum for us mi paloma... Soak my tongue with your beautiful nectar".
His words, Max's tongue and his own make you lose yourself and your body obey him: you cum harder than you ever have, screaming and gasping for every bit of air you can get, your sight completely blurred by this wave of pleasure. Pero drinks every drop you give him, every drop you release in your wave of pleasure.
Max watches as Pero drinks you and grabs his hand to pump himself, unable to hold back any longer, watching your face completely filled with pleasure... So beautiful...
As for you, even though their lips have been on you for quite some time and worship you more than ever, you reach out wanting the touch of one of your two lovers' lips now feeling completely empty. Max leans in to kiss you longingly, impatiently "Sit on my face sweetheart, I want to get a taste too," he says as he lies back on the bed.
You straighten up slightly to kiss Pero tenderly, thanking him softly for this, but you don't have time to say these words, as he wraps you up and turns you back to Max. You're legs are still shaking and you climb on top of Max and he wastes no time in placing his lips on your sex and starts jerking and licking as you ride him quickly, not having recovered from your first orgasm yet, "Oh Max!" you say panting and mewling as you lean back against the wall, unable to hold onto your own body. You suddenly feel Pero's arms wrap around your body and kiss the back of your neck, "You're beautiful like that..." he says before taking hold of himself and Max's cock and pumping both of their sexes together, his lips never leaving your neck.
Max never catches his breath, he doesn't need to, and just plunges his full attention into your pussy without stopping, making you see stars quite quickly, still far too sensitive, and you can't hold back your second orgasm when he comes much quicker than you'd like, " Come for me" he says, and when you scream his name, you look him in the eye, drinking you in, dark gaze dipping into yours, grunting, finally releasing his head back, having drunk every drop of your nectar you could give him, trying to say something, eyes closed, fists clenching into the sheets, and it's only when you pull out that you understand why his body react like this: Pero has his lips wrapped around Max's cock with his fingers wrapped over the base, sucking him hungrily and passionately. You watch him suck Max like he just wants it, watching Max's chest rise faster and faster, Pero pumping himself at the same time to both make unholy sounds "Pero... Wait..." suddenly said Max.
Pero stopped short and straightened up "I want her on you... I want to watch the both of you and jerk on it." said Max as he straightened up on his elbows
"Don't you want to participate?... I'd like to have you both inside me... One in my mouth and one in my pussy..." you said as you got down on all fours to press your cheek against his chest and smile at him as you wiggled your buttocks who is facing Pero that he doesn't hesitate to slap.
He smiles at you and straightens up to slap your ass as well, before shoving you underneath him faster than you can see or even react, then he turns and pulls Pero towards him by the throat. Pero lets go completely, which surprises you a little, being usually much more dominant, he cowers completely from Max. "You're going to take her, and I'm going to watch you, my cock in her mouth".
You bite your lips and feel your crotch demanding attention again at the thought of this idea. Pero positions himself in front of your entrance after pumping himself a few times, and rests on his elbows to take your lips against his, and you take the opportunity to place a kiss on his scar that you love so much.
He looked at you for a moment, "If you've changed your mind, we can stop this, Paloma, do you still want that?”
You put your legs around his hips and look at Max before smiling to him "Yes Pero, I still want it, make love to me…please". He pulls away from you to look into your eyes as he gradually introduces himself into you, his gaze feral.
Although you had his fingers to prepare you for this, his cock is much bigger than anything you've ever taken. You open your mouth, but no sound comes out, you can only look into his eyes as he gradually thrusts into you and you can stop your mouth getting bigger and bigger with every inch "Oh fuck Pero...". He looks into your eyes and straightens up to see how he opens you up, to see his cock covered with your slick, his gaze reflecting back to you only the pleasure you're currently feeling.
As he slowly moves back into you and finds himself completely inside you you breathe heavily only then realising that you hadn't taken a single breath and you feel max's hand gently caressing your chest " Does he feel good sweetheart? Completely buried in you?" he asks with a naughty smile on his face and you can only smile and nod, your mind already carried away by the simple pleasure that Pero is about to provide you.
"Fuck... You are so tight Paloma... She is perfect" "I don't doubt it Pero" Max says as he strokes his cheeks, admiring you in this position.
Pero doesn't move for a few seconds, kissing Max, letting you get used to his presence inside you, letting you feel each of his inch and veins inside you. When he shakes you put your hands on his chest and make him turn his attention back to you "Please move Pero... please".
He pulls out, leaving only the tip of his dick inside you, and thrusts back in with a growl that hits you directly in your core before he begins his thrusts inside you. You both groan with each thrust and thrust of his hips.
You take Max's cock and put it in your mouth, looking into his eyes, trying to suck him off as best you can in this position, while his gaze alternates between yours, Pero's sex moving back and forth inside you, and your tits, which thanks to Pero dabbing your pussy hard enough to make them bounce.
You moan, your lips and tongue wrapping around Max sending vibrations against his cock, making him grunt as he strokes your hair cheveux "Do you like it sweetheart ?" He says in a whisper, and you nod letting Pero change the angle, making your eyes roll for a moment for the new angle "Y-you want me to…p-push harder and fuck you? Fucking that pretty little pussy like you wanted me to do it for so many years?" says Pero putting your legs on his shoulders, kissing your knuckle.
You're not even sure what noises you're making anymore, you wanted him so bad, and you nod your head back and forth suffocating watching Max panting from how you work with your hands and mouth on his cock. As Pero work harder on you founding the little spot how makes you see stars every time he hit it, Max grabs harder on your hair, the feeling of your lips and your tongue around him, to see your pussy open with every thrust that Pero undertakes, his cock glistening with your arousal, he can't hold back anymore “Sweetheart I-I am going to…” He can't finish his sentence until you feel his cum flowing into your mouth and you sit up slightly so you can swallow without choking, pero still working on you, looking up at Max with shining eyes savouring every drop of his fluid he offers you.
Before you have time to swallow the last wave of his cum, Pero kisses you and you let some of the cum pass into his mouth so he can taste his lover in turn, he moans, loving the taste of him and you at the same time. Max looks at the both of you, smiling passionately, and grabs you both by the throat to kiss you in turn. “Makes her cum now, I want to lick your sperm on this beautiful little cunt.”
Pero starts to push harder inside you letting you feel every single fucking inch of him, stretching you faster and harder, but in a good way only. You quickly feel a soft sensation growing in your lower belly. He can feel his own orgasm approaching and Max starts stroking your clit seeing that Pero needs you to cum. “Come on Paloma, give us just another one… I-I am not gonna… where do you want me?”
You force yourself to say a few words, gasping for air as you do so, one arm clinging to Max and the other in the sheets “On-on my p-pussy… Max want to… Oh Pero!” You cum without warning, gripping him hard, soaking his cock with your juice and he pulls out after a few seconds, pumping himself on top of you to finally let shots of his cum fall on your pussy.
Max wastes no time and licks the tip of his cock before licking his seed directly onto your sex, producing vibrations near your still sensitive clit with each groan he makes. But he doesn't force himself on that part seeing that you are already far too sensitive and, in the end, won't appreciate any more stimulation. He simply places a final kiss on your mound and leans in to place a kiss on your lips, making you taste Pero on his lips.
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The boys have taken care of you after all of this, they've been gentle, washing and wiping your cum off, and are now in your arms. You must have been cuddling for minutes, letting Max enjoy the warmth of your skins as he tells you again and again, listening to each other's breaths, enjoying each other's softness and warmth, and despite the sex you've just had, it feels more intimate, the most intimate thing you could ever share with anyone but them... Those stolen kisses, a few caresses on parts of your bodies normally common but so soft between you such as the forehead, or the nose... You could melt for any of their movements towards you, and towards each other...
You smile at the sight of their completely broken faces and wonder if it doesn't reflect your own face, tired, satisfied as you've never been.
"I was a little jealous that you were more tactile with Max than with me at some point you know..."
Pero stood up with a sad look on his face, knowing deep down that you felt that way. "I didn't want you to get attached to me that way... If I die..." You place a kiss on his forehead, understanding a little his concern, regretting all the same that you had wasted so much time..."Doesn't matter now..."
But you both know now that it wouldn't have worked the same way, that you weren't complete, that Max was missing in your lives, even if you've tried ...
You also place a kiss on Max's forehead, your eyes filled with love for him, and he smiles at you as he kisses your hand, which makes you think that this is probably his love language.
"When you came in you wanted to tell us something?" asked Pero, running his hand through Max's hair.
He huffed slightly, not in annoyance but in disgust at having to return to reality, that he'll have to get out of bed, or he'll wish he'd stayed with those lovers for eternity... "I ran into one of my ... 'sisters' during my hunt..."
You quickly sit up wondering why he didn't warn you instead of a potential vampire that could have followed you, but he stopped you and lightly stroked your arm "She's not evil, she'll never hurt you... She just warned me to keep you away from here, that something big is coming." he said with a worried look on his face. "That's why we have to stay." Pero said softly, lying on your stomach, playing with max's hand. "Go to sleep now... Max will tell us all about what's ahead of us tomorrow night." he said, tugging on max's arm to force him to lie down again.
You've never seen him so relaxed.
Pero has never been so relaxed. He honestly didn't think he would survive this long. To have such a long life, as short as he is only in his twenties, and he never thought he would come so close to his goal. He never thought he'd have you in his arms, let alone share your love with someone he's hated since he was young, but fell hard for, in a few weeks...
If Pero dies tomorrow, he will die happy, having accomplished what he wanted to do, in the arms of the people he loves the most in this world...
Chapter 5 next Saturday
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palimpsessed · 3 years
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The first four chapters of my COTTA fic are up and chapter five will post this Friday. I could tease more from the upcoming chapters, but I have things to say about the fic. Let’s do that instead, shall we?
So. The title is Slings and Eros, which is me playing off a Shakespeare quote from Hamlet (“the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune”), referring to the trials of life (because what is a Greek myth without some trials?) and the fact that this fic is based on the Eros and Psyche myth...but does not contain arrows. (There is a different kind of magical weapon tho...⚔️)
The idea for this fic comes from my COTTA story from last year, when Regency dandy Baz likened Army captain Simon to a statue of Eros by Praxiteles. Immediately my brain said “hey! do the thing!” One of the best known statues by Praxiteles is the Eros of Thespiae. The Thespians had a fertility cult dedicated to Eros, and I set part of my fic in a fictionalized version of Thespiae in homage both to that history, and my weird COTTA-ception moment. And also, because the people who live there are called Thespians!!! 🎭
The form of poetry most associated with Classical mythology is epic verse (think The Iliad and The Odyssey), and I’ve included a few nods to this, as well. (This means there is some poetry, but I promise you’ll be okay if that’s not your thing!!) I also made Penelope the patron goddess of epic poetry and sorcery, which makes the Bunce siblings this world’s answer to the Muses...
Simon is the god of homoerotic love in this story, partly because I do what I want, and partly because Eros was a prominent figure in Ancient Greek homoerotic relationships.
One of the most notable elements in the original myth is the classic series of impossible tasks that must be completed before our hero (Psyche in the myth) can find peace/happiness/love (Love?). Of course I had to carry the spirit of that section into my version. As I outlined the tasks, I knew that I had to include as many figures as I could from Greek mythological tradition that already appear in Simon Snow canon.
If you don’t know anything about mythology—never fear! I am using a Pantheon comprised entirely of canon characters because that was more fun and I didn’t want anyone to get lost in mentions of Greek gods and goddesses. That means Merlin is chief among the gods of Mount Watford, of course.
This will (likely) be the longest and the “plottiest” fic I’ve written to date, and while the outline was a bitch, I’m super excited to be sharing this story with you all!
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cursedcrest · 9 months
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"You need distraction to survive." Calyx smiles warmly, offers Marianne a rose. "So if you ever need stories, or a book, or company to quietly sit nearby, I'm here."
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"i... i g-guess." marianne gingerly accepts the rose, their long and sharp nails cautiously holding the green and thorny stem. marianne had lived in fear of their draconic nature since they had been taken in by the margrave edmund- of the imminent threat was their ability to remain amongst humans, without rampaging- every second of everyday, and when they were not living in fear, they were praying that the goddess would grant their soul mercy, any small mercy. but it wasn't happening.
the goddess loves you, but not enough to save you.
"um.... do you h-have time today to tell a st-story?"
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cursedcrest · 1 year
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rapha, age 6, sits at marianne's feet. waiting for them to finish with dorte. i think your hair is a really retty color. i reminds me of the sky over duscur."
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" thank you, little rapha. that makes me very happy. " marianne smiles, as they put away the curry comb that they had been running through dorte's coat and after putting the horse back into his stable.
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they kneel down next to her, and gently squeezes the child's cheek. many people are unnerved by the dancer, but not rapha. " since you waited so patiently, would you like to join me for lunch, and afterwards we can do something you like? "
@shonde
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cursedcrest · 2 years
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💝FeliMari is Love and Life
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he looks silly- marianne thinks. with felix’s slightly scrunched up face- and it makes them smile. a real smile- that shows off the sharp fangs. they lean in, rest their warm hands on his shoulders with a gentle touch. ( you can turn away from a monster’s touch. no one will blame you. especially not me ) and they press a kiss to the spot just above the corner of his mouth, and retract their hands in embarrassment, biting on the inside of their cheeks- trying to summon the words to say- but instead drawing blanks.
@winter-sword kissy.
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cursedcrest · 2 years
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💭
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you are ten, quietly shuffled from town to town by familiar strangers, when you’re not walking on your own path, trying to make your way from your home- tucked in the far corners of edmund territory, to your new . . . caretaker. you’re less than a day’s journey from his estate. you . . .  you don’t know how to feel about him. you don’t feel any type of connection to this unfamiliar man, regardless of any shared lineage.
it’s far too early, and the moon hangs low in the sky- dawn is yet hours away. you curl into yourself as you stop at the edge of yet another barely notable town, this week spent trundled away into the corner of a inconspicuous cart. you are cold and wet from the journey- and the uncomfortable and gross taste in the back of your throat from hunger.
‘ you get off here. you have to walk from here- all carts have to pay a steep price to pass through the town center.. ’ the woman has a shrill voice- and she tosses your pack to the muddy ground- and stares at you with apprehension as you jump into the muddy ground to retrieve your pack. ( what wrong had you committed against everyone ? why were all of these unfamiliar faces so hostile ? ) ‘ someone will be at down by the lake by dawn to get you. ’
the cart speeds away, and splatters you with half-dry mud. you slump against the brick. maybe this meant the goddess really hated your whole family. you want to cry, but something catches your nose. you act on impulse- following the scent through twists and turns, and your stomach drops when you snap back to reality and read the stop sign.
                                                  BUTCHERS.
your eyes land on something in the shop window. rows of cuts and cuts of meat displayed on magical ice. 
your mouth waters at the thought of eating one raw and whole- and your mind shudders at the thought. you lick your lips and rest your hand against the glass. you could easily shatter the glass. it’d be so easy for you.
the goddess hates those who steal. the goddess hates abominations.
you turn away. you force yourself away from the butchers, and the meat, and the want. you can never talk about this. to anyone. you find yourself, in front of the small lake that the town lay next to. the people who take you the rest of the way- are a group of mercenaries, lead by a gruff blond draped in orange cloth, muttering about how he owed your mother a favor when you meet him.
you don’t talk for the rest of the ride- you ignore everyone, and they’re content to look the other way- and you spend the next week in near continuous prayer to the goddess for her forgiveness . . .  because you have to pretend to belong to something.
a past memory.
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cursedcrest · 7 months
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" i'm frankie! frankie stein! my pronouns are they/them! shalom! "
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a pause, before tired brown eyes glance up towards the ghoul who had spoken to them. " um... i'm..." they take an anxious breath. "i-i'm marianne adairevna maurijenia, and um... i use they/them a-as well. it's n-nice to meet you. you... you c-can just call me marianne..."
@shonde
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cursedcrest · 10 months
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"i was hoping the house church was haunted."
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"if you ask a-ashe or annette, they're convinced the church is haunted..."
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cursedcrest · 10 months
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just like we would do when we were kids.
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"mhmm!" marianne's tail flicks, content. they lay on their stomach, letting the sunshine warm their back. “its kind o-of nostalgic… do you remember when the four of us tried to sneak away and go to the lantern festoval, and my mother and father c-caught us the moment we stepped f-foot near the chasm?”
guard dog. @denphelia
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cursedcrest · 11 months
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❝ when times get tough, it's okay to run away. ❞ - claude
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run away. it's so easy. a siren's song of freedom- the tempting choice to cast aside your woes and flee from your problems. they've been running since they were old enough to walk and they don't remember if they've ever stopped running in their whole life.
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" i can't do that forever, claude. i'm tired of running away, from myself, from those who care about me, and from the truth. i need to stop somewhere, and i choose here- because i won't run away any longer. "
arcadia arcana. @heartwilled
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cursedcrest · 1 year
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⚔️  *  out.   ‣  manakete marianne supremacy. ⚔️  *  in.   ‣  a girl in the shape of a monster. ⚔️  *  inbox.   ‣  paralouge start. ⚔️  *  answered.   ‣  chapter complete. ⚔️  *  face.   ‣  o’ bearer of curses and blessings. ⚔️  *  dash.   ‣  tea time. ⚔️  *  crack.   ‣  occupation? false prophet. ⚔️  *  aesthetics.   ‣  ate a falling star to teach myself to glow again. ⚔️  *  character.   ‣   a monster in shape of a girl. ⚔️  *  worldbuilding.   ‣  keeper of the lore. ⚔️  *  creations.   ‣  scoutlight‚ scoutkeep‚ scoutboss. ⚔️  *  promotions.   ‣  support rank up. ⚔️  *  wishlist.   ‣  certificate exam. ⚔️  *  connections.   ‣  because no one is truly alone. ⚔️  *  calls.   ‣  note box. ⚔️  *  closet.   ‣  class change. ⚔️  *  music.   ‣  there will be no choir to sing. ⚔️  *  blog updates.   ‣  god help us all.
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cursedcrest · 1 year
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❛ in the end there is no blaze of glory. ❜ love binghe (i remade xoxo)
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“ well, ” ( not with a bang, but with a whimper. ) marianne lays on their stomach to stretch out, tail swishing with the effort of doing so. “ that’d be the best outcome, in my humble opinion. ”
shitty horoscopes @deconsacro​
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cursedcrest · 1 year
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❝ there's a hidden truth somewhere in this world. i want…to learn it. ❞ fe3h ajax 👁👁
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“ you're g-going to get in trouble if you d-do that. ” marianne fiddles with a smooth, oval-shaped river rock they had plucked out of a stream during a walk. their words are more despondent than cautionary, more tired than warning. “ a-also, it’s easier to just accept things as they are. ”
A TIMELESS PLAY. @odinnadtsatyy.
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