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risingsuntarot · 6 days

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General Messages & Advice !!

⚠️TW Quick mention of s*icidal ideation⚠️

I honestly had no set plan for this reading negl so I kinda just pulled out some cards to describe the collective energies and give them some advice sorry if this is long !! This took me quite a while so any love would be greatly appreciated!! Thanks for reading 💜

Excuse any typos :+//

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Pile ONE

---Cards pulled---

Ace of cups/Queen of Coins/2 of Coins

---Clarification---

9 of Coins/7 of Coins/8 of Wands

I see you're able to either barely able hold onto your emotions and new beginnings or you manage them quite well no inbetween

Youre extremely intelligent, patient yet fast and direct, dedicated and multifaceted it may have taken a lot to get to this point although

Im sensing a lot of emotional sensitivity yet you are perceived as stone when you feel like glass

"Petite, Cute, Princess, Marilyn monroe, Dainty" maybe youre described as such?

Strong sense of justice and very dependable, able to maintain balance

Maybe you feel lost inside? S*icidal ideation ? Or loneliness is a big factor

Possible lack of belief in change and self confidence

Im getting Hopeless romantic or dissatisfaction in love life if im being honest

No inspiration for life :'+(

Unstable Family background or relationships

Youre extremely pessimistic arent you? Im so sorry but i feel genuine pain hurt and the urge to cry almost? But something wont allow me to

Suppressed emotions or memories :+((

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Eagle "see from a higher perspective"

Air Gaurdian "Shift your perception"

Lord "Take charge with authority"

High Priest "Intend ans Create"

There is a need for the sun and nature for playing a huge part in your healing, maybe its seasonal depression or simply anxiety or the "no inspiration for life" thats here

Bed rot could be a thing

There is a need to release old habits desires and ego

Confide in a masculine figure in your life or a masculine figure sees your distress (Gender doesn't matter its all energy)

Protection is needed and maybe a nice cleanse, maybe a cedar bath?

Again seasonal depression is coming up lol

You could be either a pieces or one of the Air signs

Take pride in your appearance, in the card she has long flowing black hair and stunning eyes!! Piercings too? Specifically a left nose piercing

Over thinking/pondering lol

Possible past friends or connections have ended badly?

Opportunities will only open up when you open your eyes and see that what you choose to see in the world if what youll perceive and experience

Lord of the rings/DND/Elden Ring/LARPing?

Rams could be significant or Aries sign!!

Learn a new instrument!! Make more art but with your own style ? Maybe youre in a art achool that doesnt allow for much individuality? But being a proud ab your individuality here is important!!

Birds are an important sign here, look out for feathers, hawks or eagles!!

If youre indigenous/Native/Aboriginal you may be receiving an Eagle Feather from an elder or during ceremony?! What an honor oml

Willie Jack from reservation dogs Vibes !!

---Channeled Songs---

LVL up - David strickland, Drezus, Aspects, prognosis

This came on during writing the eagle feather bit a lyric that caught my attention was

"Been a problem, Still a problem

But problems are what you need to grow"

Runaway - Lil peep

"Everybody act like they care, Why the fuck do everybody act like they care"

When I'm Gone - Eminem

"Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling

And I didn't feel a thing,

So, baby, don't feel no pain

Just smile back"

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PILE TWO

---Cards pulled---

The hermit/Knight of wands/8 of wands

---Clarification---

9 of cups/The Empress/Strength

Im getting like lost rebellion? And being unhealed and hurt inside from past trauma's specifically abandonment, neglect or betrayal from authority figures or those you had trusted

Feeling empty and misguided despite only trusting yourself, and no one seems to want to listen to your advice/experiences leading you to feel isolated and forgotten in a way?

Maybe you're a party animal, possible drinker and/or just popular/known in social settings

There is heavy overindulgence in emotionally fufilling things, specifically overspending and maybe other possible addictions (sleep, food, drugs etc)

Mother/Feminine figure is very important in your life

You look to them for approval of many things but they may have been not caring about your emotional needs or satisfaction rather they cared more about your hidden strengths and "beast inside" ?? Or even how "weak" they perceived you, they may have been disappointed at your strengths and abilities, n maybe they put you in some kind of martial arts or boxing despite your disinterest in it?

Quick to move on from situations!! Yet indecision and regret is coming through Strongly

Impatient with skills and talents that dont turm out they way you wanted so perfectionist type vibes

You are a clear communicator but tend to be rather impulsive with decisions or say one thing and do a completely different thing

Extreme harshness towards oneself and heavy judgement too :+(

Feeling exposed? Like all eyes are on you yet you dont want them

I feel a facade of confidence but there is true confidence coming through by the tiniest bit? yet it's heavily based on the feminine figures perspective in your life one with authority also your own perspective on yourself

Lots of self hatred and anger

Family oriented, getting protective yet detached energy tho

Cancer by my chemical romance came on so that song may be relevant?

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Wise One "Grow within your current situation"

Mountains "Stand your ground"

Stargazer "Set your sights higher"

Direction guardian "Choose your path"

Owls maybe significant to you and other avians such as ravens

The wise one card depicts a woman with feathers in her gray hair, description of someone possibly?

Also a crescent moon is atop the owls head so maybe Athena or Greek mythology is important to you

I sense there was a lot of hardship in your life, ups and downs, peaks and valleys yet you choose to persevere and stay strong

I see you have may have been passed down a gift having to do with dreams, keep a journal and look into meanings of those dreams!! Also maybe astrology is something you love to look into or have an interest in ?

Although something is blocking this gift from its fullest potential i believe there is healing or a cycle to be closed off before youre allowed to fully tap into it !! It'll take time and work on your part

As of now you have many choices to make in many areas of life, youre heavily protected by your guides and loved ones, the direction guardian is depicted with a Seraphim as described by the hebrew prophet Ezekiel!!

Specifically in Ezekiel 28:11-19 is where the seraphim is described

You have choices, this card is to remind you that YOU have the power of your own path and direction

---Channeled Songs---

Cancer - MCR

"Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo

But counting down the days to go

It just ain't living

And I just hope you know

That if you say (if you say)

Good-bye today (good-bye today)

I'd ask you to be true (I'd ask you to be true)

'Cause the hardest part of this

Is leaving you"

No place to hide - Korn

"Some will look at the time I looked back into my life

You wanna touch me to see what's in my eyes

Why do you make me remember my hate, all this shame?

Don't you hate me? Sometimes"

I-E-A-I-A-I-O - SOAD

"Mine delusions acquainted,

Bubbles erotica,

Plutonium wedding rings,

Icicles stretching,

Bicycles, shoestrings,

One flag, flaggy but one,

Painting the paintings of the alive."

Although this seems like nonsense many fans believe its abbreviations or like code!! Soo...

M D E = Media and so on

The sentence comes together as:

"Media back-end power is bullshit, opposing force for the power of propaganda"

Stole this^^^ from genuis btw lmao

Theres the "lost rebel" part lol

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PILE THREE

---Cards pulled---

2 of swords/The Chariot/10 of Wands

---Clarification---

Ace of Swords/Knave of Coins/6 of wands

I feel more a message for this pile? And i do apologize but it is quite shorter than the rest but I will try my best to deliver both tho

You seem to be a very balanced person with clear morals and judgement, you have an ability to see all shades of gray in a black and white world maybe you work in the justice system? Or are dealing with the justice system ?And this stresses you out greatly yet you maintain hope for all that you see and deal with even if you see repeating injustices to those around you

Maybe PTSD is a factor here too, overthinking your own trauma or others

Anyways despite your position here you choose this pile for a reason !! You offer people truth and often give closure to cycles that needed to end

With the 2 of coins tho i think there is some imbalance between what you can and cannot do ? If that makes sense, like you can heal others or give them justice but cannot do the same for yourself :+(

Anyways the message i sense from this pile is pretty straight forward, you are giving someone (or yourself!!) the chance or closure to heal once more and whatever you may be waiting for is coming in quite quick although I feel there may be someone who may come in to sabotage the whole thing so be careful about who you choose to reveal this information to

They may offer a trade of some sort?

A deal, hush money or simply intimidation

Up your protection and be aware of fake friends yet still remain hopeful about the outcome because i see it turning out in your favor

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Snake "Shed old skin"

Protection Guardian "Drop your Shields"

Winter "Take care of your needs"

High Priestess "Harness mystic power"

Again straightforward, beware of fake Friends and deals with strings attached my advice here is to up your protection and stand your ground!!

Drop your gaurd with those who you KNOW you can trust, you may need ro let out some stresses and emotions? Because the card winter is all about needs and hibernation so sleep well, eat and take some time to relax !!

Also might be an indication that whatever this situation is it may have happened in the winter/colder months

While in this time of self care and healing strengthen your knowledge and strengths learn how to master them !!

Your dreams and own special psychic gifts are important and potent !! Use them for yourself at this moment in time use that healing energy for yourself

Have confidence in yourself and know and own your protection because again you are heavily protected at this time you will most likely know who to stay away from very soon

Follow you intuition and what it tells you !!

---Channeled Songs---

The bird and the worm - The Used

[Whispered Post-Chorus] "Don't tell on me, don't tell on me. No, don't you tell on me, please. It's okay, don't tell on me, please..."

I find it interesting that its not the actual audible lyrics but if you listen to the song this is what the whispers are saying so...take it as it resonates

Spiders - SOAD

"Approaching guiding light

Our shallow years in fright

Dreams are made, winding through my head"

Bad dreams might be significant to you? Please try to relax good things are coming !!

Mama - MCR

"You should have raised a baby girl

I should've been a better son

If you could coddle the infection

They can amputate at once

You should've been

I could have been a better son"

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Pile Four

---Cards pulled---

5 of cups/4 of wands/Knave of coins

---Clarification---

8 of wands/6 of cups/Knave of wands

I believe there currently is dissatisfaction with your love life or offers within love at this moment or even just impatiently waiting for your current partner/interest to "make a move"

There isnt a lot of hope or faith in the connection on your part but i do see this person is interested they just operate differently and have some concerns

Mostly having to do with being used for their material gain, name position and/or authority

They do see this connection quite successful but they hate being put on a pedestal, due to this they wont have the guts to come forward if they do!! It will most likely be impulsive or very confusing and indirect which might leave both of yous flustered mainly them

This might be over drinks because my face is warming up lol

They see you as the four of wands and 6 of cups what a wonderful pair of cards together!!

But they see your disappointment and or pulling away from their energy which is turning them off easily but they still have their eyes on you

They have no time to be a chaser or to be chased this person is quite serious in their relationships so dont play childish games, play stupid games and win stupid prizes right?

They have come to a decision on their own but its also up to them when this information is revealed to you directly

Also there seems to be a sort of distrust with relationships on either sides which needs to be addressed before hand

Communication maybe be an issue

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Medicine Guardian "Be open to healing information"

Elder "Healing through lineage"

Peacekeeper "Harmonious resolution is possible"

Lady "enjoy growth a reap rewards"

I feel like time is needes to open up tp yourself and heal some issues on your side first, become the best possible version you can before you can move on with this

I see that this connection may heal cycles in your family and generational trauma possibly?

Its your job to keep cool despite the circumstances now and remember to mediate and that peace is always an option. Not every battle is worth fighting

However this goes you will be happy with what you see in the mirroe nonetheless!! Enjoy your hardwork and healed state

---Channeled Songs---

Fed Up - Ghostmane

"I'm fed up with the fame

I'm sick of reading my name in any other way than I intended

Fed up with all of these motherfuckers misunderstandin' me

I'm fed up with the ones that try to say you a fan of me

But then they turn their back and mothafuckers abandon me

You think I'm sitting high with everything, but now can't you see?

I'm livin' in reality, a struggle, not fantasy

I'm in a million-dollar couch, back then I was in a van"

No you girls - Franz Ferdinand

"Sometimes I say stupid things

But I think, well, I mean I

Sometimes I think the stupidest things

Because I never wonder

Oh, how the girl feels

Oh, how the girl feels"

Driven Under - Seether

"Must be something on your mind

Something lost for me to find

Do you know I'm faking?"

I feel this is more the distrust with their previous relationship possibly?

Also this lyric

"We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this all again

We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this"

Also pile 3 may have some messages?? I accidentally typed pile three for this one? :+//

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mysacredmuse · 2 months

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• reader: female anatomy, gender neutral descriptors and nicknames (ex: pretty, my dear)

• tw/cw: nsfw - mdni!, body worship (reader receiving), implied established relationship, first time between Black Swan and the reader (not in a virgin way), oral (reader receiving), vaginal fingering, nipple licking and playing, not much dialogue (we horny out here), if I missed anything - let me know! :)

• word count: 2.6k

I hope you will enjoy! :)

feedback is appreciated! I also wish to write a strap-on with Black Swan as well as some thigh riding and so on...please let me know if you'd like that or not! :)

dividers by @/cafekitsune

• Black Swan • Beauty of unknown •

As a memokeeper, Black Swan is quite knowledgeable and her vast erudition seems to be never ending. She has a great, borderline perfect memory that she uses for all sorts of things she might come across. But, as soon as she laid her eyes on you, she could feel that her need to know more, no, to know and remember everything about you was far deeper and more meaningful than the simple duty of a memokeeper.

Besides being interested in and actively learning as much as possible about you, from big and shaping things about yourself such as your past, your memories, your dreams for the future, she learned and finds great importance in remembering all the things that are more casual. Such as all of your favorite things, from your favorite animal to your preferred drink order. Making sure to always be able to surprise you with gifts that are in some shape or form of the things you hold dearest to your heart.

However, there is only one area where she is completely in the dark. Your sexual preferences. But, instead of asking in a straightforward manner, she wants to learn and memorize your body, the way it curves, the way it reacts to certain things with her own fingers and her own body.

First time with her is slow, tender, filled with curiosity and sensibility.

Once both of you are naked on the bed, kneeling in front of each other, her gaze doesn't leave your face and neck at first. She gently places her hand on the side of your neck, her thumb tenderly lifting your jaw ever so slightly as she leans in closer, her lips ghosting over yours. Your body follows, slightly leaning into hers as your lips part almost instantly. There is a soft smile on her face before her lips softly collide with yours, her tongue teasingly brushing over your bottom lip.

Your tongue does the same to her upper lip and the kiss slowly becomes more intense and needy, your hands semi-hesitantly, but swiftly enough find their way to rest on her waist. You sneak them upwards in a desire to cup her boobs, but she quickly wraps her hands around your wrists and puts them on your lap as her lips part from yours.

"I want to make today all about you, dear." she says softly, a mellow chuckle following upon seeing your disappointed face. She gently lifts your jaw with her index finger, examining your face and nude body. After a small pause, she finally speaks up.

"You look absolutely beautiful." she whispers, slight silkiness of her tone sending shivers down your spine. The tip of her index finger slowly slides over your collarbone to your shoulder and further down your arm. She tilts her head slightly, eyes filled with curiosity and mild lust as she is trying to take it as slow as possible.

A small hum slips past her parted lips as her eyes lower to your chest area, her index finger following right after her gaze.

She doesn't touch your nipples at any moment, but her finger touches close enough to cause a small gasp to escape your lips. She slowly moves behind you, her finger still following as it slides over your other arm. Your body slightly shivers in anticipation as you feel her heavy presence behind your back.

You feel a soft, warm breath on the back of your neck, the sudden sensation making your muscles lightly twitch in places.

"Is this where you are sensitive?" Black Swan notes under her breath, light chuckle escaping her throat afterwards.

"Perhaps." you chuckle back in response, slightly readjusting yourself.

"I am sure there are far more sensitive spots of yours that I need to find. Now.." she trails off, back of her fingers sliding down your spine in a feather-like manner.

Your tummy swirls with slight excitement, goosebumps spreading over your body. Her fingers reach the very end of your lower back and slowly move to your hip and up your waist.

She keeps her hand still as her lips linger even closer to the back of your neck, placing an experimental, tender kiss on your skin. Your body shivers, slightly leaning forward to give her a better angle and Black Swan takes that as a confirmation to keep going; slowly moving lower, tracing her way kiss by kiss all the way down your spine. Each kiss makes the warm knot in your lower tummy swirl more intensely, making you slightly clench your thighs together.

Once she reaches the very end of your spine, she places the tip of her tongue at the very last place she kissed and slowly drags it upwards, in a slight and gentle zig-zag motion, sending shivers down your body. You let out a soft, barely audible whimper as her tongue reaches the nape of your neck, a soft kiss on top following right after.

She extends her arm, her fingers colliding with yours to lift your own arm in the air, going slowly, kiss by kiss - all the way from your shoulder and all the way down to your wrist. You can feel yourself becoming needier and less patient with each second, but knowing Black Swan, it would be pointless to even try to get your way with her right now. She pauses at your wrist for a moment, sly gaze noticing your still tame desire, earning a soft, yet mysterious smile of hers.

She repeats the kissing process on your other arm, but she goes even slower this time, just to play with your impatience a bit further.

"Lay down for me, please." she practically orders, but the tenderness of her tone makes you dizzy. You obey as she moves out of the way, laying your head down on the pillow, slightly parting your legs for her. She positions herself in-between, her own gaze becoming a bit more passionate, a bit more needy, a bit more...greedy.

She sighs out, the breath leaving her throat a bit shaky as she lowers herself; her lips ghosting over your collarbone.

"It would be so easy to ruin you right now, but alas...patience." she whispers in your skin before she starts by kissing the very edge of your collarbone, slowly moving up to the side of your neck.

She gently bites your earlobe, making you breathe in a bit sharply, before she places a soft kitten lick on the skin she was kissing. She slowly keeps moving, making her way through kisses to the other side of your neck where she gives you a mellow bite, softly sucking on your skin for a few moments before she continues moving to the other edge of your collarbone, tracing her way in more kisses and soft licks.

Then, she kisses the middle of your chest while her hands rest on your waist before her attention goes to one of your nipples. She brushes her lips over it, slightly using her tongue to tease it in slow circles, earning a dim gasp from you as she does so, before she properly wraps her lips around it and starts sucking on it in a rougher manner. Your back arches a bit, a weak whimper slipping past your lips as her fingernails dig into the skin of your waist.

She was losing patience herself, but the desire to squeeze out more reactions out of you helped her to keep it together and learn about you as she planned.

She gently pulls away from your nipple, placing a soft kiss on top of it, then another kiss in the middle of your chest and slowly moves her attention to your other nipple, swiftly wrapping her lips around it. She starts sucking on it even more eagerly than the previous one, bringing her hand to your boob and gently cupping it while letting her thumb circle over the wet nipple. You let out a choked moan, heat in your tummy swirling more intensely with every second. Black Swan lets out a soft whimper in return, sending vibrations through your nipple as her tongue makes soft circles over it in-between the sucks.

You feel the warmth in your lower tummy, legs pressing into Black Swan's hips as your pussy leaks more precum.

She finally lets go of your nipple, placing one quick kitten lick as she slowly moves down, kissing the middle of your stomach. Her thumb makes one last circle over your nipple before it falls down on your waist again as she keeps moving lower, inching closer and closer to your pussy. In this very moment, she just wishes to corrupt you, ruin you, but a desire to worship you is much stronger, so she controls herself.

She reaches your lower tummy, kissing all the way down to the very edge of your pussy, placing one last kiss right above your clit, making a breath get stuck in your throat. She brings her hands to your outer thighs, gently moving her head between them at the same time, your lower tummy building more pressure and desire while she does so.

With a small smile, she turns her head, softly kissing your inner thigh, from the closest spot to your pussy and all the way up to your knee. It hurts from how much you want her to touch you, needy eyes shamelessly gazing down at her. She repeats the process on your other thigh, sneaking in a few playful licks and bites. Your body trembles in response as your pussy leaks more, the precum sliding down your inner lips.

"Your whole body seems to be sensitive to me." she notes in a sultry tone as she slowly lifts herself between your legs, towering over you in a way, making your cunt clench in arousal. She puts two of her fingers inside her mouth, slightly twirling her tongue over them before she aligns them with your entrance.

She draws a small circle, just to squeeze a reaction out of you. In which she succeeds as a soft whimper escapes your throat, warmth inside your chest growing with each passing second. Satisfied, she slowly slides both of her fingers inside your twitchy cunt, her lips parting slightly upon hearing a guttural moan of yours.

"Here…" she trails off as her fingers rub over your sensitive spot. She curls them just enough to apply a bit more pressure, making you arch your back as your pussy clenches around her almost immediately. She puts one of her hands on one of your knees, parting it away from the other one, making you more sensitive to her touch in the process. Your eyes roll back, hands shakily and weakly grabbing onto the sheets as she speeds up her movement just a bit, pressuring your g-spot without a break. You let out a mixture of moans and whimpers, eyes still rolling back as your thighs become more weak.

She brings her other hand to your lower tummy, gently pressing on it as she adjusts herself between your legs, her face not even an inch away from your clit. Firstly, she softly brushes the tip of her nose over it, earning a sharp gasp of yours.

Then, she uses the tip of her tongue, giving your clit a couple of feather-like licks, earning more gasps and twitches of your body as she does so. She keeps up the speed of her fingers as her tongue gradually builds up pace and movement. It moves in slow, teasing circles, opposed to the pace of her fingers.

The difference in speed makes you lightheaded, gasps and moans escaping your lips as your hips twitch and roll almost involuntarily.

Your hands travel down, swiftly pulling on her hair, trying to move her as close as humanly possible, slight fear of her stopping taking over you. She takes the hint, curling her fingers more, pressuring your g-spot with much more intensity than before all while speeding up her fingers, but keeping her pace on your clit slow and teasing enough not to make you cum on the spot.

Your eyes fill up with tears of pleasure, soft pleads for her to keep going, to give you more, making her tongue a bit shaky. She presses her hand harder on your lower tummy, making your sweet spots even more sensitive as her lips wrap around your clit as she begins sucking on it while her tongue brushes over it from time to time, sending sudden jolts of overwhelming pleasure through your body.

A knot inside your lower tummy becomes tighter, hotter, more intense as she keeps pleasuring you with her tongue and fingers. She lets out a mellow moan as your cunt clenches around her fingers, covering them in more and more precum, sending soft vibrations through your body and bringing your orgasm closer. Your thighs squeeze her face tightly as her sucking on your clit becomes more greedy; her fingers not giving you a single break to form a coherent thought or make a coherent noise besides moans, whimpers and gasps.

Your grip on her hair grows even rougher as your orgasm slowly approaches, a first few mellow waves sending shivers through your hot body. You try to roll your hips to meet her movement but her hand stops you from doing so, practically forcing you to take it as it is, making you more desperate for anything she will give to you.

You gasp as she begins sucking on your clit in an even greedier manner, a wave of unbearable heat spreading through your body as your orgasm builds up to its edge. Her fingers don't slow down, neither does her tongue as she keeps sliding it over your clit more and more in-between the sucks, dim moans of her own pleasure getting muffled by your clit.

You throw your head back as your body becomes shaky and twitchy, each time her fingers curl into your g-spot there is a lingering feeling inside of your body as if you are going to break any moment soon. You feel another, more intense wave of heat spreading through your body, its core centered in your lower tummy as your orgasm slowly breaks inside of you. Your grip on her hair weakens, fingers becoming shaky as your throat strains from intense moans escaping it.

"Cum for me dear, just like that." she whispers quickly before she continues sucking on your clit, for a moment delaying your orgasm, but as soon as she continues it feels even stronger, more ardent than before. You curse under your breath as a knot inside your lower tummy unties and one of the most intense orgasms you ever had spread through your body, making you lightheaded and weak.

Black Swan doesn't stop, sliding her fingers in and out of your cunt even faster than before, prolonging your orgasm without mercy as her hand remains firm on your lower tummy. You let out a broken whine, tears slightly filling your eyes once more as your whole body trembles and twitches throughout your orgasm. She slowly parts away from your clit as her fingers finally slow down, letting you calm down from your release. You receive a small kiss on top of your clit as a reward for taking it well and cumming for her. Your hips twitch as your pussy and your whole body feel quite sensitive, heart still beating hard inside your chest.

Black Swan slowly slides her fingers out of your pussy, lifting herself to take a good look at your tired body as she experimentally licks her fingers, curious about what you taste like. She hums in enjoyment, licking her fingers clean before she towers above you, an arousal and lust lingering in her eyes.

"Maybe next we can try some toys...or perhaps, you can show me what you like by yourself, my dear." she whispers, gently kissing your cheek.

There was a certain tone in her voice, the one that was revealing that you were in for a long night with her.

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celaenaeiln · 7 months

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Absolutely agree with your post. My friend once told me something like “it’s interesting to see how there are a lot of narratives within dick grayson’s stories that can be read as metaphors of rejection of someone’s autonomy—which is many times it happens towards/explored in female characters, e.g the robin mantle being ‘ripped away’ from him without his consent, his should have been ‘fate’ as talon, a tool for CoO” and when you add it with his canonical SA and the many times he gets objectified, another thing that media throughout the times write happened to/explored in female characters, it further cements the point of him occupying the (traditional) female character role.

OG post in reference

Thank you!!! Those are all excellent points to bring up!

You guys did a fantastic job of identifying core examples of where Dick is written for the female role. Every time I read him, I'm amazed time and time again how beautifully DC has written him. He's undeniably written as a man but he's unique in the way his characteristics overwhelmingly reflect typical female personality traits and his entire life story is written as if he were a woman. The relationships he has with people, he always subtly ends up in the female role.

Take the scene of him being objectified -

JLA/Titans Issue #3

This is exactly what it's like to be catcalled.

It's humiliating, uncomfortable, and scary. It needs to be addressed.

But here's where I oppose fandom's view on this. Fandom basically blames DC for scenarios like this where Dick is being harassed by other characters for his beauty or suggesting that Dick somehow encourages this behavior, but I think we should restructure our outlook.

Dick being objectified should be considered as one of his trauma's like his SA is. Like the way Jason death affected him, Stephanie's death affected her, or the way Tim's depression did him, Dick's constant sexual objectification should be analyzed as part of canon problem because it's relates to once again to how women feel in these exact situations. Note the way he is uncomfortable - the writers know what they're doing. They know it's wrong and if they're bringing up his reluctance time and time again, then this should be explored not as a fault of DC but as a problem he's forced to face.

DC uses Dick as a soundboard to broadcast the issues women face in a way that wouldn't be as problematic as if they did with other major female characters. Because doing such things to female characters is a little too political for a comic book and a corporate company so they take liberties through Dick instead. Some of the times they've written him seem intentional and other times it seems unintentional, but even with the way the later is written, it's because they're following Dick's standard characterization which was written to be the balance between men and women.

Another major, MAJOR point you bring up is autonomy.

Autonomy is the essence of his character.

Quick definition: autonomy is the right to self-govern. This means you're in control of your own actions, beliefs, and HERE IT IS - Freedom to do what you wish to.

From the moment Dick and Bruce started fighting, the problem with their relationship boiled down to one thing and one thing only. Freedom.

Given my other Bruce and Dick posts, I've mentioned how Bruce felt an increasing need for control over Dick while Dick felt increasingly furious at his freedom being taken away.

Even Azrael when he lost it for a moment. Batman!Dick

Batman (1940) Issue #709

Another point: For Bruce, all his enemies want him to break. They want him to turn evil but for Dick's, his enemies always want to him to follow them.

Yet the fact that Dick faces all this and continually fights this - he's girlbossing so hard.

That's why I like Dick so much. He breaks the gender roles. Because breaking gender roles isn't just painting your nails pink and saying you respect women. No. It means playing the traditional role of men and women both.

A man's typical role is strength, power, and competitiveness.

A woman's typical role is vulnerability, empathy, and intutition.

But Dick? Dick is one of the strongest fighters in all of DC, he's considered the best leader, and he's so brilliant he always wins his fights. But at the same time, he cries when he's heartbroken. He cares for children that aren't his own and citizens he doesn't know. He anticipates the emotions of his family and friends and loves them for who they are.

That's also a core difference between Bruce's treatment of the batfamily vs Dick's. Where Bruce rages at their disobedience and differences, Dick accepts them and encourages them. Another why Bruce is viewed as the father role of the family while Dick is viewed in the mother context. Evidence of this is pretty clear in Red Robin Issues #23 - 26 with the way Dick treats Tim vs the way Bruce treats him.

DC made Dick pretty on purpose and they wrote him like a woman on purpose while building him up as a man.

I'll iterate agin, he was built to fight male toxic masculinity and we should be looking at him through those lens. He's a complex, deep character that was meant to break gender roles by embodying both male and female characteristics and that's beauty of him.

#dick grayson #nightwing #bruce wayne #batman #azrael #batfamily #thanks for the ask!#cl anon asks

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punksocks · 6 months

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To Tame The Untamable: Lilith & Obsession:

*just based on my experiences, only take what resonates

**This is more so the like analysis portion, for synastry & placements that trigger obsession see part 2

Black Moon Lilith is fascinating. Even in her presence in your birth chart, she’s less of a planetary body and more of a philosophical (I.e. mathematical) point. She’s elusive and hard to pin down, and yet her influence is permeating. Similar to how Scorpio placements bleed through a birth chart like ink bleeds through paper. Lilith has a distinctive presence (Lilith’s energy is especially felt with hard aspects- square/opposition/conjunct to the angular houses -1st,4th,7th,10th).

Lilith is so weighted yet so elusive, and that is definitely a cornerstone of why she triggers such obsession in others. Even in her original mythology, her husband, Adam, couldn’t control her - and she was made for him ! There’s something inherently rebellious and hard to categorize about the impact of her energy. She’s dark, sultry, and heavy. She’s the eternal antithesis of the traditional feminine. Because she’s always sitting in this outsider energy, there’s an inherent challenge to power that is attached to her presence.

There’s something shocking about what she brings to the native’s energy. She swings in extremes so that people with heavy Lilith placements are often derided for being so outside of the norm. Too s*xy, too opinionated, too smart “for their own good”, for having too much of a strong impact in general. The reality of the situation is that Lilith is here to show you how to live outside of a traditional lens and embrace this energy you already have. She’s here to help you step into your power (while keeping your approach balanced and not over indulging in it, of course).

…So… what’s the deal with the men?

I had to restart this paragraph like 3 times lol. From the top, we live in a society ! Lol

Social roles have certain social rules depending on cultural structures. I often wonder what all of this, all of these dynamics would look like if the gender fluid or the matriarchal societies didn’t get so eroded by colonialism but obviously that’s an essay for another day lol. The dominant culture is a not so distant run off of conservative religious power structures. So as a result, our sort of default social standards are set to be white, patriarchal, heteronormative, and many other strict social categories in line with those ideals. The more you culturally align with these ideals by default the more power you tend to have. And, through a sort of simplified lens, to be socialized within, or at least in closer proximity to those ideals can create a curiousity about those on the outside. Those who cannot and do not align with those defaults have this something else. Something else about how they exist in the world, sometimes on the outskirts, does compel people that are committed/used to living within these strict categories.

There’s something about people with that outsider energy, that exude this inherent wildness that sort of captivates the attention of those that don’t have it. Like an it factor with a bit more darkness attached to it. I think there’s a power in like finding your identity outside of these circles. And when any sort of feelings come into play it can make things more volatile. I think the grip that Lilith tends to pull on guys lies in the power dynamics at play in many relationships in -patriarchal- society. If she’s uncontrollable does that mean you have any power at all? It can be dizzying to be vulnerable in a relationship and lose any of the power/control you’ve had your whole life (I assume lol, I’ve never been a man and they know how I feel about them lol).

I think that’s why relationships tinged by Lilith energy/synastry can quickly become a lot. A lot of passion, a lot of drama, a lot of vying for power. When you’re a femme, much of your social power lies in your attractiveness (even when it comes to stuff that should be neutral like getting a job, or getting a fair chance if you get in trouble, etc). And I think it’s so interesting that Lilith has such a strong effect on the girls. She makes you attractive and gives you power but makes you damn polarizing and makes the power you have into this double edged sword.

On the flip side (Mm yes very 90s of me), this is just shadow side energy. Which is to say Lilith doesn’t make anyone do anything. Her energy just exposes the other side of people (all people, but that’s another essay for another day). If a man, any person really, was going to have positive intentions towards you Lilith energy wouldn’t warp this. She just shows you the darkness some people try to hide. If you’re dating someone and they try to cross your boundaries and get controlling after the second date- this was always going to happen, they just were compelled to try to box you in earlier than they may have intended with someone else.

But yeah in summary, Lilith triggers obsession in others because entitlement. Whoever is acting this way had those controlling and obsessive tendencies all along- it was just brought to light. And when someone shows you who they are, take it from me, it’s best to listen.

Disclaimer: 1. This is a generalization of how things can go, not how they always have to go, so yknow grain of salt 2.With great power comes great responsibility, stay safe out there y’all :0 3. Ok so we live in a society lol, and so we have a lot of social conventions we tend to be used to by default. Romanticize even. And I definitely think obsession is one of those conventions. Desire can be enticing. To want to be wanted. But if it’s taking over your life? I don’t think that should be aspirational. I think everyone wants someone to be obsessed with them until they actually are then it’s this wild uncontrollable thing -and frankly that’s terrifying. (We’ve seen the show You right? It tends to go bad lol.) Live your life ofc, just be careful not to romanticize ab*sive/controlling tendencies in others because it’s unhealthy at best and dangerous at worst. Just my two cents.

(Also omg this whole thing took me so much longer to write than I intended lol, thank you so much for the support everyone <3!)

#astro observations #astro notes #astroblr #astro community #astrology #lilith astrology #astroloji #lilith culture #lilith aspects #lilith

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Hello!! I hope you’re doing well <3 I was wondering if I could request a Thomas Shelby x Male reader. Reader is the head of a gang from another town and known for being a sarcastic a-hole. His power is similar to Thomas‘ + he kinda has a thing for him and flirts nonstop whenever he gets the chance to interact with Tommy. The Reader never engaged in activities that would cause serious harm to the blinders but he provokes them from time to time just to get Tommys attention. He opens a Pub in the blinders territory and uses it for his own gang and then Shelby finally confronts him, is about to start a literal gang war after the big amount of provocation over the months but the reader just thinks him being mad is hot asf. They kinda start to argue and maybe you can add that the reader saved Tommys life in the war (but they were enemies on front lines) Tommy can only remember the tattoo his saviour has on the back of his hand. And then he sees the tattoo and instantly remembers.

I’d be so happy if you’d write it because I really love all your stories and I haven’t been reading anything else the last three days 🥲🥲

Hi! Thank you for loving my stories and thank you for even requesting my friend! I hope you like this one! And have a nice day!

THOMAS SHELBY X GANG LEADER MALE READER

Quick little background.

"L/N..." The last name that his been running around through everyone in Birmingham.

A new gang in a different town somehow caught almost everybody's attention in Birmingham. The town wasn't too far from Birmingham, but it was a good distance between both towns.

The gang has been doing many things. Like robbing banks from different towns, getting families out the streets, and what really caught everyone by surprise was a special types of business they ran.

They ran business/ motels full of prostitutes all of the workers different sizes and colors hell they even had men working for them. Some of the gang's bars weren't just regular bars they were gay.

And that's only the business side of them. The more known part of them was their leader. Y/n L/n. He was a sarcastic asshole who knew what he wanted and would do anything to get there. The gang have done cruel things to their enemies and sometimes allies.

The gang had gotten almost too powerful and reckless for only a short amount of time.

And sadly the Leader of the Peaky Blinders have gotten an earful about them everyday. Everyday there was a complaint about them from his men and other people. So to keep the peace Tommy had arranged a meeting with both leaders privately.

Background over!

Tommy walked inside the unfamiliar building with his hands deep inside his coat. Tommy's cold blue eyes looked around keeping note of how many men are patrolling.

Many people of different genders and colors of all sizes were moving around the building freely as they worked without a single sign of hate or discomfort. The workers played around, but got the job done.

"Mr Shelby?"

Tommy turns his head to the side looking at the woman. The woman had a bright smile and a hand out.

Hello, my name is Mrs Ramos it's a pleasure to finally meet." She says with a trusting smile as Tommy takes her hand shaking it. "Where's L/n?" Tommy says wasting no time.

"He's in his office sir. Please let me guide you." Mrs Ramos says already turning around walking leaving Tommy no room to talk.

"What's your relationship with Mr L/n?" Tommy says striking up a conversation.

"I'm his right hand's man wife on a more personal level. But here I'm the secretary around this place." She answers as she guides Tommy through many hallways and different rooms. Tommy hums as he digs inside his pocket for a cigarette.

"Here we are." Mrs Ramos says looking at Tommy to see his reaction to the name plate above the door.

"Y/N WHORE L/N" With bold bright letters above the door.

"Whore?" Tommy questions with a raised brow and a puzzled expression. Mrs Ramos tries to contain her giggles.

"One of his older nieces made it for him as a birthday gift." She says trying to help with the confusion as she pulls the door open for him.

Tommy looks at the long hallway as there are many people in seats waiting.

"Are these men waiting?" Tommy questions as he lights the cigarette taking a deep inhale.

"Yes sir. The boss put all his meetings on hold for yours. So whatever you two are talking about must be important. So just walk down that hallway you'll see the door and just step inside." The woman says before adding.

"Good luck Mr Shelby~" She says as if shes teasing him before turning around on her heels walking away.

The shelby inhales the smoke for one last time as as he walks inside the long hallway.

Tommy could feel all the men's eyes burn into them. Some with confusion and most with anger and hate. Tommy only ignores them and keeps walking straight ahead.

Soon enough Tommy reaches the door and opens inside his eyes meeting the back of who he's guessing Mr L/n's.

"How many times I've got to tell you fuckers to stop bothering me!" Mr L/n's shouts without even turning to see who it is.

"Mr L/n." Tommy says as he walks to the seat across from his desk.

Spinning his chair around looking at the man who just sat in his chair.

"Mr Shelby? I've thought you were one of those idiotic men outside my door. I should have known only people with cold stone hearts could open my door." Y/n jokes as he leans back into his chair.

"But I have to say... You're much prettier than the way that my man stalked you have described. But they did have one thing right. Your eyes are beautiful." Y/n says with a smile as he reaches inside his drawer getting to glasses.

"You sent people to stalk me?" Tommy says ignoring the way Y/n flirted so boldly.

"Naturally. I wanted to know who i'm going against. And especially now since they might just be my future partner.~" L/n flirts again as he pours whiskey into the glasses.

Y/n reaches the glass out putting the full glass of whiskey in front of Tommy.

As Y/n was doing it Tommy stared at the hand tattoo almost getting memorized by it. Y/n looked at Tommy's once cold eyes, but this time they were softened and warm less tense.

“You like my tattoo huh? Maybe you’ll like me more if I get one that has your name.” Y/n teases with a wink before taking his hand way putting it back to his side.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Trying to flirt with me Mr L/n. Flirting isn't going to help any of our problems. Your charms won't foll me." Tommy says bluntly as he takes a sip of the whiskey.

Y/n bites the inside of his cheek thinking of a response before the smirk on his lips grows brighter.

"So, you think i'm charming?" Y/n responds back earning an annoyed groan from the Shelby. "Please. Lets get serious shall we?" "Okay fine. I won't make any promises about how long that'll last." Y/n jokes as he crosses his arms.

TIMESKIP

Months with past since the first meeting that the two head leaders of the separate gangs met. The meeting was long and deeply meaningful, it could have more meanings than just if Y/n would stop flirting and teasing.

Since the meeting Y/n started to become reckless and daring to get Thomas Shelby's attention.

Ever since then it has been The gang messing and provoking the Peaky Blinders. Like finding ways to ruin horse races, sending their men into the garrison, ruining the peace around Birmingham. The gang were being little shits and assholes to the blinders much to their leader request.

The leader Y/n had even walked Ada to her home acting like he was new to town.

Y/n started to buy some of the businesses around Birmingham. Like auto shops, Saloons, bars and such. Slowly invading the Peaky blinder area.

Others gangs noticed the tension between the two and started to pick sides.

What really pissed off the Blinders was when they built a new bar directly in the Peaky Blinder territory. They stole Garrison's customers and money that messed up everything.

It became clear to Thomas that Y/n clearly wanted his attention. But sadly Y/n had the wrong type of attention that anyone with some sense would not want from the shelby.

The Peaky Blinders were the first to start the war. Going to the bar that almost took them out of business and trashing it. Breaking and stealing whatever they found. But they didn't stop there. They burned the nearby business the gang owned. They even went as far to get the coopers on them.

People who had a nick of common sense sided with the Shelby's in fear that they'll be next, but somehow Y/n had loyal allies.

The allies Y/n had helped him rebuild the businesses and got the coopers off of his back.

Most thought Y/n and his gang learned their lesson, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

If only it seemed that it excited Y/n and the gang to create more problems.

During the course of months the gang war became more and more heated. Y/n's gang doing no serious harm to the other unlike the Peaky Blinders. Somehow even from the spilled blood the Blinders made Y/n remained calm and mischievous.

With all of that it leads to now.

Tommy was tied up to a chair. Blood stained his suit with bruises all over his body. For once. The shelby thought he was gonna die there. Help was nowhere to be seen.

A drip of blood falls from the head of Tommy landing onto his tied up hand.

Thomas was too weak to raise up his head. Pain overwhelmed his body.

He has been getting tortured for the past three days. He didn't want to give up completely, but damn he was close.

With footsteps coming from behind him Tommy knew who was inside the empty warehouse with him. It was his capture. Tommy could recognize that foot pattern from anywhere.

"Tsk tsk... No one is still here to save you huh Tom. Not even that dumb god you worship." The capture teases as he walks in front of the Shelby. The capture takes a hand full of Thomas hair yanking it forcing Thomas head up.

"You think the man you're at war with will be jealous that i'm the pain who gets to kill you?" He jokes as he uses his free hand to dig his thumb into a open cut on Tommy's cheek.

"You're so pathetic! Not even having enough to open your eyes fully." He degrades as he drops Tommy's hair.

"Its bout time I kill you tom." The capture says as he digs inside his coat pocket.

Finally finding what he needs the man is about to take his hand out of his pockets but before he can.

A gun shot rings to Tommy's ears. Tommy opens his eyes looking at his capture dead body in front of him. The hole in his head is proof that he's been shot from behind.

A different pair of footsteps walk towards Tommy and the dead man on the floor. The shooter kicks the man's dead body away giving him room to stand in front of Tommy.

The shooter begins to untie Tommy's legs and hands. At the last hand Tommy stares at the tattoo on his hand before closing his eyes passing out.

TIMESKIP

"What the hell happened to ya Tom?" The eldest Shelby questions as he and John expect the injuries.

"Gotten snatched in an alley. Been tortured at a warehouse for about three days before someone saved me." Tommy answers as he takes a swing off the whisky that Arthur gave him.

"What type of madman would save you?" John questions with a slight laugh.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you who I think saved me." Tommy responds back before standing up from the chair his brothers forced him to sit on.

"I'll be back alright." Tommy says before getting his coat and leaving.

"How much you wanna bet its a whore that Tommy slept with who took their husbands gun." Arthur teases watching Tommy leave as John his Arthur in his side laughing.

With Tommy.

Tommy stood in front of the same building he swore to himself that he'll never stand in front of again. Stepping inside of the building Tommy went straight towards the leader of the whole thing office.

Many workers and assistants tried to stop the Shelby, but he just marched right past them.

Finally reaching the door to the hallway he swings open the door walking straight inside ignoring the people shouting at him to wait his turn.

Reaching the door to Y/n's door he swings it open walking straight inside.

There were a couple of men inside the room talking with Y/n. The men who was halfway naked only inside their briefs whip their heads around staring at the man who just stormed in.

"Maybe I should just install a lock on my door. For the cunts who doesn't know how to wait their turn." Y/n groans out as he moves his eyes from the resume he was just reading.

Looking up to see who it is Y/n smiles at the Shelby.

"Gentleman you all are hired! Now please put your clothes on and make hast." Y/n says signing their resumes and putting the papers on his desk.

The men quickly puts their clothes back on and hurries out of the room.

Tommy sits down in the chair with a raised eyebrow.

"They wanted a job at one of my motels. I needed to see what i'm working with." Y/n answers the question that was written all over the Shelby face. "Don't be jealous now.~ They're not as pretty as you or as hot you can be when angry." Y/n flirts before giving Tommy his full attention.

Y/n lays his hands on the desk waiting for Tommy to shoot his flirting down.

The room became silent as Tommy stared at the back of Y/n's hand intensely. Tommy slowly looks at Y/n staring into his eyes.

"You saved my life..." Tommy breathes out breaking the silence

"Why?" Tommy questions.

"What makes you think I saved you?" Y/n questions with a raised brow. "One because my savior had the same tattoo you have. And two you're the only man I know who has that tattoo design." Tommy answers watching Y/n bite back a smile.

"You always show off that tattoo as if you were a peacock with its feathers." Tommy says watching Y/n turn his head away.

"Why'd you do it? We are at war right now. Me and my men killed dozens of your men and ruined your business so why? You saved me so you can take my life instead huh?" Tommy adds.

"Not at all Tom. You and I both know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." Y/n dismisses fast shaking his head at the thought.

"Then why save me!?" Tommy cuts him off raising his voice lightly.

"Because I like you Thomas! Are you that blind to see that I am in love with you! I caused all the problems for your attention just for you to think of me!" Y/n answers standing up from his chair and walking around it.

Tommy stands up from his chair watching Y/n move to him.

"You're in love with me?..." Tommy breathes out.

"Yes! I did all of this for you Tommy! And i'll be damned if some guy tries to take you away from me before I could confess." Y/n answers again not a single lie in his tone.

"..." Tommy is silent staring at Y/n with wide eyes.

"If you do not love me or like me it is okay. Sure it will hurt, but I can get over it." Y/n says watching Tommy take a few steps back away from him.

"Tom--" Y/n says before trailing off. "You don't trust me. I can tell that you don't trust me even though I saved your life. But that's okay. I will work for your trust as well as your love." Y/n adds before taking Tommy's hands.

"Watch me as I earn your trust. Then wait as I earn your love." Y/n says.

"Will you Tommy. Watch and wait for me?" Y/n says.

The shelby is in deep thought as he stares at Y/n looking for any sign that he's lying or just playing him.

This wasn't Y/n's usual tease or flirting. That means Tommy couldn't deny that Y/n was telling the truth.

"I will...."

THE END

#Thomas Shelby #thomas shelby x male reader #tommy shelby #tommy shelby x male reader #peaky blinders x male reader #peaky fookin blinders #x male reader #x gang leader male reader #male reader #the bear club

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adrianicsea · 3 months

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the time that glenn howerton was in a gay period-piece play about crossdressing

so awhile back i was poking around glenn howerton's wikipedia looking for movies and such that i might have missed, and i noticed it had a small theatrical section listed. this was never something i'd given much thought in the past, but on this particular occasion i was so hard-up for new Glontent that i decided to see what i could find about the three plays listed there, because i'd never seen anyone else have much luck with that and i love a good internet scavenger hunt. walk with me.

compleat female stage beauty caught my eye right away-- the title of the play itself is interesting, and i happened to know already that the most famous real-life duke of buckingham was the lover of king james. so of course i went delving...

and what should i find but the entire playscript for compleat female stage beauty, For Free, on archive dot org? anyone on earth can rent it and read it for an hour at a time, or for 14 days if you want to really take your time with it. i have to assume that this is NOT common knowledge among sunny fans (or anyone else), as the archive upload only has 99 views at the time of making this post.

to give a VERY succinct summary of what the play is about-- in the 1660s, during the english restoration, women were allowed to act professionally onstage for the first time in english history. this caused problems for the male actors who had previously made their careers playing female characters, such as edward kynaston, around whom the play centers. outside of his acting career, kynaston is a gay man, and he's in a romantic entanglement with george villiars, the duke of buckingham (NOT the same duke of buckingham who was fucking king james-- that was this villiars' dad. we love gay fathers and their gay sons!) kynaston struggles to find his place in a changing social landscape where it seems as though his talents are no longer needed or wanted.

before getting into the script proper, the book has some information about notable early productions of the play. this is great because it pins down a lot of details about glenn's involvement in the show that wikipedia left unanswered, but there's also an unexpected sunny crossover here-- in an even EARLIER production, the lead role was played by david hornsby!

(i also learned over the course of my deep dive on this that glenn's costar, lead actor brandon demery, was a fellow member of glenn's graduating juilliard group!)

things don't end well for kynaston and villiars, but still, the onstage relationship between the two is both electrifying and heartbreaking as it changes over the course of the show.

now, this WOULD be where i would include cast pictures or footage or any kind of photos of glenn in this show... but if any such material exists, it's not publicly available. i went so far as to email the publicity and outreach coordinator for the theater that hosted glenn's production of this show to ask if they had any archived materials, but she told me that they didn't.

but this production took place in october of 2000, meaning it was pre-that 80s show, meaning we can all sit and think about how a glenn that looked like This was acting in a gay period piece about crossdressing and gender roles and the mystery of human sexuality. dudes rock.

a bit of a disappointing note to end on, i know, but i really wanted to talk about this play and share it with people!! it's a super interesting and overlooked part of glenn's early career, but also i think the script is fascinating and very well-written in its own right. i definitely encourage yall to check it out on the internet archive if you're interested-- again, it's literally free!

#glenn howerton #iasip #it's always sunny in philadelphia #compleat female stage beauty #this is a longer and more coherent version of a post i made two months ago that got no traction--#--because i accidentally opted out of having my blog's original posts show in any tags. lol. and even lmao #it's crazy what's just like. there and relatively easy to find on the internet if you take the time to look

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Let's be honest: Criston's offense’s more than justified and well-reasoned. Another question is how much this very offense is, but everyone will judge this through their own internal compass. Let me explain Cole’s motivation and worldview, maybe I'll open someone's eyes.

Let’s simulate the situation: we have a son from a humble family (so low that his position was low even for an engagement), who, with sweat, blood, his skills and efforts, carved out a place for himself in the Kingsguard, taking into account that, thanks to the goodwill of a representative of the royal family, - who has a golden spoon in her mouth, we remember, was able to get a healthy assessment of her capabilities and skills without watered calculations.

- “I know what it’s like to fight for something that others don’t value.”

He owes his new position precisely to the favor of the princess, and we have no reason to refute Criston’s conscience, because BEFORE any traumatic and drastic changes/events, he manifests himself as a conscientious and devoted knight, with a clear worldview.

They spend a lot of time together, and already at Aegon’s name day we see that the level of trust between Rhaenyra and Criston is high, moreover, it is rapidly gaining momentum when she opens some part of her soul, shares things that can be called “personal”, laments his situation and outlines the problems he faces. Most notable:

— “My father is trying to sell me to Jason Lannister. I was named heir to the throne only to improve the position of Lord Casterly Rock.

— Should I kill him?”

This is literally a joke about killing the LORD that Criston makes in the presence of the princess, and it is remarkable that they both laugh without taking it seriously.

— “You can choose your own path, you are lucky. Many would gladly change places with you.

— “I am the princess of Dragonstone, but I am toothless.”

— “Once, not so long ago, you were able to write my name in the White Book. A position in the Kingsguard is the highest honor for the Cole family. I owe you everything. And I wouldn’t call it toothless.”

He provides her with sincere support, without greedy or hypocritical intent, and she accepts it with open arms.

The development of their relationship, on the initiative of the princess, follows immediately when, after some time, abandoned by Daemon (I condemn) in a brothel, she persuades Criston to have sex. Rhaenyra lures him into the room, plays with the helmet, kisses him, not allowing him to leave, and then tries to free the knight from his armor. Yes, Criston could more than experience romantic feelings towards his princess, but above all, it was a kind of admiration, sincere gratitude for what bestowed her favor on the rootless commoner. His representation of Rhaenyra may seem banal and naive, namely as “a poor princess, enslaved by her position,” we will note this in the future. But based on his pure motives, he faces a choice in which his feelings equally suffer, his vows and, of course, the wishes of his object of desire, in relation to whom Criston has never crossed the line before, are called into question. Many may underestimate the pressure that arises between the statuses and titles of total opposites, and only in the example of “maid - prince” do some realize the problematic nature of such a union, but not “princess - knight”. Please note: despite gender, it is still a class difference that breeds power with abuse. And, unfortunately, Cole cannot know and be sure that Rhaenyra’s need to get sex here and now has nothing to do with her love for him. He hesitantly follows the princess's lead, putting aside his white cloak.

Next we see and hear that Criston is ashamed of himself for violating his honor, neglecting his duty, although he listened to his heart, to his duty to Rhaenyra.

— “You occasionally confided in me... Over the years of acquaintance. And it seems to me that I know you. A little.

— “More than a little.”

Another imaginary confirmation in Christon’s eyes of reciprocity.

— “You have said many times how you despise your position. That you will be married off at the whim of your father, without thinking about the inclination of your heart. And this day has come."

He imbues her with the problem mentioned in the past; driven not only by his dilemma, but also by Rhaenyra's “confinement,” a literal shackle that equally binds and constrains them both.

— “I ask you to come with me. Away from all this, from the humiliations and burdens of your heritage. Let's leave all this and look at the world together. We will be free, nameless. We are free to go wherever we want, to love whoever we want. Will you marry me? Not for the crown. For love.

— “I’m the Crown, Ser Criston. Or I will be her. I can complain about my debt, but would I choose infamy in exchange for a barrel of oranges, or a ship to Asshai? It is my duty to marry a noble of a great house. But my marriage is not the end all be all. Ser Criston, Laenor and I have come to an understanding. I gave him the right to do what he wants. He granted me the same”.

— “Do you want to make me a whore?”

— “I want what started to continue.” You are my protector. My white knight”.

— “I made a vow, a vow of chastity. I have nothing but my white cloak, and I have stained it! I thought the wedding would cleanse him.”

Literally, Criston pours out not only his soul to Rhaenyra, but also to us, as viewers. He dictates the reality of his situation, assures that he can provide and protect the princess as much as possible. But, of course, for the blood of the dragon, for the heiress, for the father’s daughter, who was previously brought up in the conditions of “do you want it? Get it!” such a prospect is worthless. Naive of Cole? Yes, but not without reason.

After everything, he feels extremely vulnerable, as well as after a sincere confession to the Queen - which responds even more precariously and nervously to any conscience and confidence, despite her gratitude. Already at the wedding of Rhaenyra and Laenor, Cole, like a taut string, stands at the service, but restlessly and nervously looks at the princess.

— “I’m on duty, what’s your business?”

— “You don’t know me, Ser Criston, but this alliance is very important to both of us.”

— “If you have something to say, Ser Joffrey, speak.”

— “Ser Laenor is as dear to me as I know the princess is to you. We must swear to keep them and their secrets. We’re not in any danger yet... They are safe.”

Sounds like a threat to a pins and needles knight with a stained cloak and a sense of duty, don’t you think? Criston can only guess how Joffrey knows about his affair with the princess, and only one of the options may look convincing - Rhaenyra telling Laenor about this, who could notify his lover along the chain. Again, every possible inclination towards princess on his part is undermined when their secret is at stake. Yes, Criston succumbs to anger and panic, resentment and hopelessness, for which he commits a much more terrible act than calling a woman names. But even so, Cole feels guilt, boundless disappointment, and at the lynching he also feels remorse. He plans to voluntarily commit suicide and admits his every mistake. This scene is literally the rebirth of a knight in the rays of Alicent’s understanding and favor.

And as a result: people complain countless times and blame Criston for swearing towards Rhaenyra, for which he apologizes. Cool. Let's think critically and delve into the story and characters, and not spit hypocrisy.

#hotd #anti team black #houseofthedragon #rhaenyra targaryen #pro team green #team green #the greens #criston cole #alicent hightower

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Crave, Part 3 (18+)

♡ Pairing: Romantic Demon!Hyunjin x Plus Size Human Fem!Reader

♡ Genre: supernatural au, demon au, age gap relationship typical in monster fucker fics, the porn with plot you've been waiting for is finally here!

♡ Word Count: 6.4k

♡ Summary: "The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain." - Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy. In which Hyunjin, a demon from the nine circles of hell, finds himself impossibly infatuated with the very human he once set upon himself to destroy.

♡ Warnings: please read the previous parts before reading this installment <3, part 1, part 2, supernatural abilities, some possessiveness, references to hyunjin's true appearance as a demon, references to vampires and spiders, not much else for this part!

♡ Smut Warnings (contains spoilers): some wine drinking (neither reader or hyunjin are drunk), pet names (my love, lovely, baby, gendered language such as "silly girl"), scent stuff ?? (hyunjin has a heightened sense of smell as a demon so. yeah.) dom/sub dynamics, pleasure dom hyunjin (we cheered!), kink exploration and establishing limits + safe words, lots of kissing (per my standard), some nipple play, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), marking + biting + choking but make it Soft™, some crying, multiple orgasms, intended to be overall very romantic!

♡ Notes: here we go, the smut i'm sure most, if not all, of you have been waiting for <3 i usually keep body descriptions pretty neutral so anyone can enjoy but as a big girlie irl i wanted to be a lil self indulgent this time around, i hope those of you who don't fit this description don't mind :') happy reading!

♡ Disclaimer: please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people.

Dating Hwang Hyunjin is like a fairytale you thought only existed in the imaginations of young girls that had not yet experienced the disappointment of reality. You imagined he'd be a perfect lover, but you truly hadn't anticipated just how accurate your interpretation of him would end up being.

He took you on more dates than you could count on your fingers- museums and exhibits, to restaurants you'd never find on your own with delicious menus, on picnics with the scenic views of the city, of nature, or the setting sun, staying until stars hung in the sky and your only illumination was the vibrant moon shining on just the two of you. You learned that he was a reader of classic literature, with an impressive knowledge of romantic poetry and novellas, often able to recite the most beautiful lines you'd ever heard straight from his own memory.

When he took you to museums, you learned more from Hyunjin himself than the tour guide, and truly it seemed like he was an encyclopedia for all things creative, classic, and romantic in nature. He was multilingual, which you knew from his resume, but to actually hear him recite something in latin with ease was something else entirely; it was if it came naturally to him, like it wasn't technically a dead language, and you almost couldn't believe it was just an extra class he took in college for fun.

He endlessly impressed you- with his beauty, his intelligence, his attentiveness, his.. everything, really. And he never let you feel inferior to him, always assured you how happy he was that you were his girlfriend beyond just taking you out on dates throughout the city. He bought you many, many gifts- clothes that always fit you perfectly that not only suited your tastes but that he thought you'd look beautiful in. Sweet treats, often your favorites but other times just slightly outside your usual comfort zone, just enough to get you to try something new to fall in love with the taste of.

Stuffed teddy bears or other cute animals meant to remind you of him, jewelry that was sometimes dainty and meant to be office appropriate (in which he'd have the brightest smile seeing you come into work wearing it) and other times lavish, extravagant pieces that somehow were always stunning without being tacky or garish. If he brought you a necklace or bracelet before a date, he'd help you put it on, smiling when it fit you perfectly and complimented your skin tone, always touching you softly and showering you with compliments.

And while acts of service were clearly a huge love language of his, it wasn't like Hyunjin just showered you with gifts and fun dates and expected that to be enough (which would be valid if it was enough for some people, but you want more than that! You value emotional connection!) He always made time for you outside of the office or promised dates, coming to your apartment anytime you asked just to spend time with you.

He always listened to you so attentively, genuinely interested in things you liked, and listened to your input when it came to what to do for you next date. He listened to your thoughts and ideas, let you vent if you were having a hard day, hugged you sweetly if you needed reassurance or were feeling stressed. He'd spend hours on the couch with you watching movies if that's what you wanted to do that day, and he always paid undivided attention to you or what you were doing together, never pulling out his phone or mentally checking out even once.

Everyday with Hyunjin feels like it's Valentine's Day- and honestly you can't even imagine what he'll do when an actual romantic holiday or your anniversary rolls around when he's already so perfect to you. Even months into your relationship he still holds open doors for you, still carries anything that at all seems slightly heavy, still dotes on you as if he still has to prove he's a gentleman (when you clearly already know he is.)

You honestly can't express enough how perfect Hyunjin is, and how much you appreciate the relationship you now have, but.. well, if you're being honest there is one problem. Nothing major, of course, just.. You're think you're going to explode if he doesn't fuck you soon, or at least touch you somewhere less than polite.

The first time he kissed you, after your third date and you were certain things were going well, you felt those infamous sparks other people talk about- like every cell in your body was gunpowder and it had just been ignited. You became addicted to kissing him after that, always seeking out his plush, soft and perfect lips, even if it was just for a quick peck to satiate you until later.

You made out for the first time just under a month ago, and that spark turned into a full on blaze, hot and raging and dangerously close to burning out of control. You wanted him so bad, more than you ever imagined you'd want someone; it was almost sad to say your past relationships and attractions paled in comparison to how Hyunjin ignited your deeply hidden passionate side.

Still, Hyunjin hadn't touched you intimately yet, and while you suspected it's because he's a gentleman waiting for the right sign or explicit, worded permission, you were going crazy inside. You don't know if you even have it in you to make the first move, truthfully; you feel almost.. intimidated? Whenever you think about it, your mind always travels to how effortless and beautiful he is, and despite how much he shows you that he wants you as his girlfriend, you are admittedly still struggling with thoughts of your own desirability.

It almost makes you feel ashamed despite how natural a feeling it is. You know you should be confident, but it's not something that just comes to you just because you know objectively you're worthy; knowing it and feeling it are different things entirely. You wish you could just pull it together with a snap of your fingers; like c'mon Y/N, you're a beautiful woman who holds an impressive leadership position, who graduated with high honors and has more than enough to show for it! Why wouldn't Hyunjin want you? You're a catch!

You sigh, setting down the knife you were using to cut the veggies for tonight's dinner with Hyunjin, closing your eyes to collect yourself for a moment. Isn't it a bit pathetic for you to be reduced to insecurity over past rejections and unrequited love when what you have now is such a fairytale? You wish it'd just go away, so you can tell Hyunjin to fuck you until you're dumb and have no thoughts left in your stupid head but his cock filling you up, but-

You jump slightly when you feel Hyunjin's arms wrap around you from behind, and he chuckles a bit, apologizing for startling you; you were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn't even notice him rise from the sofa when he heard you sigh and put down the knife. "What's bothering you, my love?" he asks, his chest pressing firmly against your back as he kisses the top of your head, "You seem so tense tonight.. Is dinner giving you a hard time?"

Your heart always picks up when he uses that affectionate term for you; you're not sure if your relationship could already be classified as "love" when you've only been together a few months, but you love the way it sounds falling from his lips all the same. "No, it's not that.." you frown a bit, not melting into his embrace the way you usually do.

"Feeling stressed out again?" he inquired next, his hands moving up to your shoulders to feel for any tension and massage it away if it exists. You hum in confirmation, finally melting against his body when his hands rub soothing circles in your tender skin, just deep enough to relieve some of the built up tension without leaving you sore and achy. "Stressed, and.." you pause a moment, biting your lip as you consider if you'll really continue and admit what it is you really need.

"And?" Hyunjin's voice comes out in a soft question, clearly wanting to know what it is you want to say but with no intention to force it out of you. "S-Stressed, and.. frustrated." you finally acquiesce after a short-lived internal fight with your nerves. You're not even entirely sure he'll get the implication behind you saying it in the way you did, if he'll recognize your need for a physical touch beyond what you've felt with him so far but you hope he does, because you're not sure you're capable of just coming straight out and saying "please fuck me before I lose my mind."

Hyunjin is the next one to hum, his tone relaying understanding. Goosebumps erupt on your skin when he leans his head down to kiss your shoulder and neck, his hands traveling from your shoulder to rub down your arms. "Why don't I finish dinner, hmm? Have you relax in the bath while I take care of everything," his voice is soft, almost a whisper, his hands finding your waist and rubbing carefully over the area before moving down to your hips.

"It'll be finished by the time you're done, we'll have a little wine," he continues, his lips now touching the shell of your ear, his voice directly in your ear, "And after that.. I'll take care of you. In any way you want me to." A kiss pressed to your skin, a shiver running down your spine as you suck in a breath- he definitely got the message. His right hand reaches up to your face, fingers finding their place on your left cheek, guiding you to twist your face to meet his gaze from behind you.

He leans down to kiss you like this, one hand holding your face where he wants it and the other squeezing the meat of your hip. Hyunjin holds the kiss for several seconds, making sure it lingers and tingles on your skin when he pulls away, already expertly planting the seeds of desire and anticipation within your gut. "How's that sound, lovely?" he asks and you blink for a moment, your brain already feeling like it's going to melt out of your ears from how eager and desperate for more intimacy you are.

You nod, almost dumbly, and he smiles, planting a quick peck to your forehead before he helps you prepare for a bath. He runs the water hot, wanting warmth to linger for as long as you'll need it to once you're settled and used to the temperature, while you spend your time picking out what you'll wear afterwards. You swallow as you rummage through your drawers, possibilities seemingly endless.

You've never been in a situation like this- a situation where you knew with absolute certainty that you'd be getting your pussy wet by the end. Your sexual encounters were never preplanned, not even with your past boyfriends. It was always spur of the moment, especially since you were too college-then-career focused to spend time on dating apps looking for hookups. Honestly, it was kind of exhilarating; and suddenly you felt like you understood what the appeal of knowing you were going to get laid by the end of the night was.

And Hyunjin, well.. he promised himself he wouldn't fuck you until he was sure without a shadow of a doubt that you were head over heels in love with him and only him, because it was that kind of first time with you he was seeking. But that didn't mean he couldn't have fun with you in the meantime, did it? And how could he say no when he could literally fucking taste the desperation on you? He'd be a good boyfriend to you, and give you whatever he could within his limits, because you're his perfect girl and he'll always spoil you in any way he can.

After the tub is full, Hyunjin leaves the bathroom, smiling at you when he sees you standing in the hallway patiently, towel and a change of clothes in hand. "Take your time, lovely," he pecks your head again as he passes by, ready to tackle finishing dinner while you soak in the tub. You texted him instructions just in case before you left your bedroom with your clothes and towel, so you're confident that it'll turn out well without your guidance- and besides, Hyunjin cooks well anyways; you're sure it'd turn out delicious even if he didn't follow your instructions.

Your soak in the tub is spent entirely on thoughts of Hyunjin's hands and lips on your body, wondering what he'll do and how, and you wonder how much of the heat on your body is from the water and how much is from your own mental images of him between your legs. Thankfully, the water actually does manage to loosen up your tense muscles (despite your anticipation doing you no favors), and you do just as Hyunjin instructed; you take your time. Dinner won't be done any faster just because you hurry, after all, so why not soak and destress and indulge in your little fantasies?

You dry off thoroughly when you step out of the tub, pulling on your prettiest pair of white panties and a silky slip nightgown- a cream color with lace accents on the hems. You brought a cardigan too, just for warmth while you eat dinner, though you don't bother to button it up at all the way, leaving the upper most buttons undone so Hyunjin can have a clear view of your chest while you share dinner. It's a bit bold of you to purposely display your cleavage, but what's the harm in enticing him further? You know he wants you as his partner, but seeming him want you physically too would be everything.

The nightgown is just tight enough to hug your curves, and it also displays your stomach, but.. Well, Hyunjin isn't blind, you're certain he knows that the woman he's dating has a chubbier tummy than other women in the office. But he wanted you out of all of them, and he's spent so much time calling you beautiful and giving you the world, that you imagine he either likes bigger girls, or at the very least doesn't let weight dictate someone's appeal. So, you're not self conscious in the slightest- at least, not about that. You still have nerves, but you think that's natural when you're dating and plan to have sex with someone attractive enough to have people falling at his feet for a chance to be with him.

When you step out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, Hyunjin is just finishing plating the food and is pouring the wine into two glasses he pulled out from your cabinets, already familiar with where you typically keep them. "Feeling better?" he asks with a soft smile when he notices your presence, and you don't miss the way his eyes drop to your chest, a glint of something flashing in his eyes before he looks back to your face- desire for your body, you hope.

You sit across from each other at your dinner table, having the quietest dinner the two of you have ever shared- though the tension being built is far from uncomfortable. His eyes linger right where you wanted them to, tempting him, teasing him, and you're buzzing with anticipation, almost giddy whenever his eyes meet your again as he sips from his wine.

Your face is dusted pink all the way to your ears, but you'd blame it on the wine if he asked (though you suspect he'd know better than to believe that.) Hyunjin downs the last of his wine in one gulp when he's finished eating, and you do the same, wiping your mouth carefully with a napkin before you look at him again. He's standing now, gathering the dishes from the table and bringing them to the kitchen.

You follow, intending to help him wash and put them away, but he tuts at you, saying "Baby, you're supposed to be relaxing and letting me do the work! Go get comfortable and wait for me, hmm?" He instructs and you can't help but smile, doing as he instructs after you thank him, quickly making the trip to your bedroom.

However, the nerves hit you again once you're in your room, and you sit on the edge of your bed, fiddling with your hands as you think about what you should do next. Just lay down and get comfortable as you would if you were going to bed? Should you present yourself to him? Get into some enticing position he won't be able to resist? Stay right where you are now and let him lead you wherever he wants you?

You've never experienced so much build up before- you almost feel like the inexperienced girl you were in college again. God, you don't know what to do with yourself and you're definitely overthinking it- but you can't help it! Hyunjin is just so.. well, he's Hyunjin. And that alone is enough to send your nerves into overdrive as your mind races with the possibilities of what's to come.

You hear him chuckle softly when he's in the doorway, looking at you very clearly shy, twiddling your thumbs as you wait for him. It took everything in Hyunjin to not say "fuck this" over dinner and just take you on the table, the lust pouring off you enough to make him lose control if he was a lesser demon. And now, he can hear the thumping of your heart louder than ever, can smell the arousal pooling in your underwear even more clearly than he could over your meal.

"Silly girl," he says with a near grin as he steps fully inside your room, meeting you right where you are at the edge of the bed, "Why didn't you get comfortable? Sweet thing, you're nervous, aren't you?" He carefully nudges your legs so he can stand between them, and you swallow as you nod and look up at him, not sure how much more of the anticipation you can handle before you snap and just drag him to you in a fervor.

One of his hands comes to your cheek again, rubbing gentle, soothing circles with his thumb as he leans down to kiss you. He does it slowly, the combination of his soft lips and the taste of wine that still lingers on them making your stomach flip. It doesn't take long for him to introduce his tongue, in the same manner he always does- rubbing over your lips before pushing past them.

You're always left panting, lips stained red by the time he pulls away, and tonight his kisses leave you especially dizzy with need. "Take care of those buttons," he instructs in a near plea as his fingers ghost over your neck in their downward descent, "or I might just pop them off when I pull this off you." Your breath hitches, though you're not sure if it's more from the words or the feeling of his fingers lingering on your neck.

Hyunjin seems to notice that you like his fingers there, the way he notices everything when it comes to you, and he has to stop himself from smirking as he asks you about it. "My love- do you like being choked?" You almost groan in embarrassment, not expecting him to have already noticed and asked about it. How are you so fucking transparent to him already?

"I-I mean.. I'm curious. I've never done it, because.." Well, probably best you don't get into an ex-boyfriend talk right when you finally have the possibility of Hyunjin fucking you into next week right in the palm of your hands. "Uhm- it just never happened. But it looks nice. Really nice. I, uh- I think I'd like it," you say; certainly true, but without going into detail about how you always struggled to seem to trust your boyfriends enough to release control and let them do it.

It's natural that giving control to someone else is hard for you; you've always been very independent, and your career puts you in a position where you are leading others, always in control of everything. But you like the idea of giving control to someone else in the bedroom, letting them take the lead and decide on how you'll receive the pleasure you crave- the real problem lied with finding someone you trust enough to truly let go with.

You think you can trust Hyunjin- he's been so, so perfect since the day you met him. You firmly believe he sees you for who you are beyond your physical attributes, that he values you beyond the superficial, and that he'd never hurt you (unless you asked him to, of course.) Hyunjin naturally feels all this, can read every emotion that pours off of you- and the fact that you have trust that he'll treat you right positively elates him, knowing he’s one step closer to the love he craves so badly.

"We can try, see if you like it," he says, soft and careful, "and it doesn't have to be now. We can always wait until later." His fingers now rub over your neck purposefully, never wrapping around but simply familiarizing your skin with the feeling of them there. "Either way, we won't start with that. We need to build up to it first, don't you agree?" he asks and you hum with a nod- building up to it certainly sounds better than jumping straight into unfamiliar territory.

Carefully, and slowly, he lowers himself to his knees, still between your legs, now making it so he's the one looking up at you. "Even if we try it and you decide you don't like it, I'm so happy you trust me," he says before he kisses you once more, all his passion and affection behind the soft touch of his lips. "Do you already know what to do if you don't like it?"

You nod again, having become well familiarized with different safe words and systems you can put in place in your research on the topic when you first found out you might be into the rougher side of intimacy. Hyunjin tuts his time, unpleased by the fact that you nodded instead of verbally answering him. "I need you to tell me what you know."

Despite the tone he used, his eyes are still soft, and you can tell he genuinely cares about your safety and comfort, aiding more in the trust you feel. "Sorry, I- I know what to do. Uh, traffic lights..?" you suggest, preferring that over coming up with a random safeword that you may not even remember if the time comes to use it. Hyunjin smiles again, telling you that's good before he kisses you again, making sure all your nerves melt away now that the key elements are established. This is supposed to be fun and enjoyable above all else- nothing else matters but that.

"Now, be a good girl and take care of those buttons like I asked you to, lovely," Hyunjin instructs in a gentle tone after he pulls away from your lips. With another shiver, you quickly do as you're told, fumbling with the buttons just slightly in your rush to get them all undone. You probably should've been more graceful about it- purposeful, maybe even sexy, but honestly you were acting before even fully considering how you'd appear.

With the buttons undone, Hyunjin pulls the cardigan down your shoulders, and you pull your arms out of the sleeves. You pay no attention to where it gets discarded, Hyunjin's lips back on your much too distracting to care about something so trivial. "Gonna take care of you now," he whispers against your lips, his fingers coming to bottom of your nightgown, where the hem squeezes against your parted thighs, "use your words if I do something you don't like."

You tell him you will, and he smiles again, rewarding you with one last sweet kiss to your lips before his lips trail your neck instead, his hands pushing your nightgown up your thighs until your thighs and panties are completely exposed. One thing Hyunjin is confident of from his time looking over your porn history, it's that you love biting- and while he's unsure if it's just a fantasy you have that has remained unfilled in reality, similar to choking, he's decided it's the first step he's going to take in gently finding your limit and what boundaries you want to set between fantasy and reality.

Carefully, after his kisses to your skin have become familiar, he presses his teeth to the sensitive skin, and you gasp before he even has the chance to actually bite down. To Hyunjin's absolute delight, you tilt your head to the side to expose more of your neck to him, giving him all the permission he needs to sink his teeth into your soft, unmarred skin. You let out an involuntary squeak at first, the unfamiliar sensation sending a pool of heat to your gut- the act always seemed so hot, and now you knew for sure you loved it.

It wasn't just the physical feeling of it you loved though- you loved the idea of your lover's marks remaining on your skin for days, leaving behind evidence that someone touched your body and brought you bliss. And while you'd certainly cover the marks with makeup for work, the knowledge that you and Hyunjin would share, that they are there just below the surface your concealer has created, would be so fun and exciting.

His hands leave your thighs, finding the straps of your nightgown and pulling them down, until your breasts are exposed for him to see. Pulling away from your neck, he admires you- the way your skin blooms with fresh bruises and impressions of his teeth, your nipples hard and begging to be played with, and your pretty white panties stained with arousal. You can see the lust in his eyes as he looks you over, and it makes you bite your lip in anticipation for what he'll do next.

"I've told you so many times you're beautiful, haven't I?" he asks as he takes your heavy breasts into his hands, though you can tell it's rhetorical- he's not expecting a real response from you. Instead, he continues to speak as his hands squeeze and thumbs rub over your nipples. "But I haven't told you how fucking sexy you are yet, isn't that right? You're so alluring, it drives me crazy sometimes. Did you know that?"

You can't help but let out a soft whine as you shake your head, completely clueless to the fact that you ever made him as crazy with need as he made you. You hoped you did plenty of times, but you really didn't know until now just how much he was holding back from having his hands all over you. His hands move to your hips next, fingers slipping into the band of your panties.

You lift your hips from the bed, letting Hyunjin pull the soaked fabric down your thighs and then your legs, tossing them quickly aside. You hold the bed for additional support as he spreads your thighs further apart, sucking in a nervous breath when he looks directly at your dripping heat. The fact that he's on his knees for you is already enough to have your heart feeling like it's going to beat out of your chest, but when he starts planting sensual, open-mouthed kisses to your thighs, mixed with carefully placed bites, you're done for.

Your thighs twitch with each kiss, jolt with each bite, your nails digging into your bed sheets before he's even at where you want him most. And God, when he finally kisses your pussy, you feel so worked up that you could cum just from that simple stimulation alone. When his tongue meets you it feels like heaven, your head falling back and an almost embarrassingly loud moan tumbling from your lips.

Hyunjin starts licking you up slowly, almost teasingly, and you can't even complain; because even though you still want more, it's already so good. It's when he's done with his teasing and really gets going that you're left truly breathless- he pulls you closer to his face, to the point your ass is practically hanging off the bed, but he throws your legs over his shoulders, using his hands to hold you in place, right where he wants you against his mouth.

Your whole body is trembling from the pleasure, and this position makes it so that your hips can't move unless he lets them. Even as you unconsciously twist and jolt from the pleasure, you're always firmly in place, unable to escape his tongue even if you wanted to. You cum almost embarrassingly fast like this, barely able to warn Hyunjin you're close before you're crying out in absolute bliss, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

You expect Hyunjin to set you down as you catch your breath, but that's the exact opposite of what happens; against all your expectations, he keeps going, his tongue sliding over and around your sensitive clit, drawing out your orgasm until the pleasure mixes with tingles of painful overstimulation. You stutter out a curse, loud whines and begs leaving you in a nearly unintelligible jumble- though you're not entirely sure if you're begging for him to stop or keep going.

His hands carefully move from your hips to squeeze the meat of your ass as he continues holding you where he wants you, tears pricking the corners of your eyes from the unrelenting onslaught of pleasure. You're certain you're going to receive a noise complaint from your neighbors, unable to control your volume as another, more intense orgasm rocks your body. The tears lingering in the corners of your eyes fall as you cum once again, and you can hear and feel Hyunjin groaning against you, evidently taking just as much pleasure in this as you are.

He's careful as he moves your trembling legs off his shoulders, helping you to fully rest your weight back on the bed. When he stands, he helps you get your head to the pillows before he's laying next to you, your sensitive body jolting once again when this time his fingers rub between your slick folds. "How're you feeling, my love?" he asks, wanting to make sure he's not overwhelming you too much.

You're definitely overwhelmed, but in the best way possible, and you stutter out a shaky "green," to which Hyunjin smiles. "What a good, perfect girl you are," he praises you, pressing lingering kisses to tear-streaked cheeks, "My sweet thing, you're all for me, aren't you? A good girl just for me?" You nod quickly, brain fuzzy with the desire to be anything he wants you to be. "'m a good girl, all for you Hyun, only you."

You have no idea how much those words affect him- and you're sure if your brain wasn't so foggy from the pleasure, you'd have noticed how he had to clench his teeth and take a breath to stop himself from pulling his cock out and fucking you into the mattress right that moment. Patience, restraint, it's not the right time, he has to desperately remind himself.

Even as his fingers slide inside your heat and hug him tightly, he has to make a conscious effort not to lose himself in the thought of what you'd feel like hugging his cock instead. In all his years of lust, he's never been this close to losing control of himself; but fuck, he's never wanted someone as bad as he wants you, and you're so slick and warm and tight, it takes all he has to ignore the desperate throbbing of his cock.

Hyunjin finds your spot within seconds, and your eyes are rolling back, fists once again straining and tugging against the sheets. He adds a third finger when you seem ready for it, pumping at a steady pace before he's curling his fingers into your spot again. He's at your neck again now, his teeth making contact with your skin just as they had before while his fingers continue their motion between your legs.

When he bites this time, it feels different- rather than the dull pain and ache his teeth brought before, this feels more.. sharp? You let out a loud gasp as the sudden sharp feeling buries further into your neck, as if Hyunjin is a vampire digging his fangs into your skin. Did he actually have fangs this whole time and you didn't notice..?

No, that seems impossible- and honestly you feel too fucking good right now to even put much more thought into it. You're sure it just feels that way because now that he knows you're comfortable with the sting, he doesn't need to show anymore restraint when biting, and is now putting more force into his bite- that's all that makes sense. He speeds up his fingers as his teeth sink further into your skin, his thumb firm on your clit, and it's enough to send you over the edge for a third time, your back arching off the bed as you let out a string of expletives and moans.

Fuck. When Hyunjin pulls away, he knows he fucked up, quickly retracting his fangs before you can notice them. The two holes left behind in your skin from his fangs make it look like you were bit by a fucking vampire, or a huge ass spider. Unlike the hickies, that's not the kind of shit you can just hide with makeup, and when you look at yourself in the mirror tomorrow you'll definitely have questions about how the fuck he managed to do that will dull, human teeth.

But when you look at him, absolutely blissed out and eyes hazy with pleasure, he decides that it's a problem for future Hyunjin; you're both already in the moment, and why ruin it now? He's still not quite done with you, after all; he's supposed to be relieving your stress like a good boyfriend. And what better way to relieve all your stress and tension than to make you cum again and again, until your body is as weak as jelly?

"Can you handle one more, lovely?" he asks, rubbing your cheek with his unoccupied hand. You lean into his touch, a soft smile on your face as you eagerly nod, ready to take all he wants to give you. He returns the smile, planting a lingering kiss on your swollen, self-bitten lips, praising you once more. His hand trails down to your neck, fingers lingering on the surface while his other hand resumes its motion between your legs.

"Tell me how you feel, baby," Hyunjin instructs softly, and you look at him with glassy eyes, stuttering out your answer. "Y-Yellow. Feels g-good, but 'm nervous," you say honestly and he coos and comforts you, assuring you he won't squeeze unless you want him too; for now, he'll just hold his hand in place, let you familiarize yourself with the pressure before you decide if you want anymore than that.

Soon enough your eyes are rolling back once more, your pussy clenching around his fingers as he drives you close to orgasm just as expertly as he did each time before, letting yourself go completely as you become familiar and comfortable with his hand on your neck. You're babbling almost incoherently about how good it feels, but there's one thing in your string of words that he hears loud and clear, and that's "more."

"Want me to squeeze, lovely?" he asks, wanting to make 100% sure that he's not mistaken, and you nod quickly, repeating the word "squeeze" with a soft, pleading voice, followed by a string of "please, please, please." You don't have to beg for a single thing when it comes to Hyunjin, but fuck, does he love hearing it more than he's ever loved anything.

And so he does as you ask, gently of course, since it's your first time experiencing it. And your body immediately reacts, gushing and clenching hard around his fingers as your mouth hangs open in a silent wail of pleasure, your last orgasm of the night hitting you like a semi-truck. Hyunjin slides his fingers out of you, planting soft kisses to your heated, sweat laden skin as you come down from the high.

He steps away just for a moment to bring you some water, helping you sit up enough to drink it before you fall back against the bed, body limp, utterly spent and exhausted. "Hyun.. what about you..?" you ask in a sleepy voice, and Hyunjin chuckles softly, patting the top of your head after he wipes the sweat from your brows. "I'm good, baby, this was all for you. Feeling better now?"

You hum with a soft smile, curling into him and closing your heavy eyes. Hyunjin does his best to fix your nightgown and clean you up, once again chuckling when you start to softly snore after he manages to get you under the blankets. As a demon, he doesn't need to sleep, but he lies next to you anyways, wrapping his arms around you and smiling as you snore into his chest.

There's an anxiety that lingers in the back of his mind, the reality that come tomorrow you're going to see an abnormal mark on your neck and how he'll have to face what that means for your budding relationship. Does he tell the truth? Would you even accept him if you knew? As far as he knew, humans hated and feared demons, and demons in turn weren't supposed to be fond of humans.

Loving you was against everything he understood about himself, and loving him would be against what you understood about yourself. Hyunjin closes his eyes, and for the first time in centuries, he forces himself to take the sleep he doesn't need- because if this is where his relationship with you goes up in flames, then he wants the last good moment to be spent as human as he can possibly make it.

i hope you enjoyed thus far, there's just one more chapter after this! and as a preview this is what i will say: …. sex with hyunjin in his demon form. i hope this intrigues you :) <3

#skz x reader #hyunjin x reader #skz smut #hyunjin smut #skz scenarios #skz imagines #mdni + divider graphic credit: @cafekitsune #i literally stayed up all night to finish writing and editing this and now its past 6am #why do i keep doing this to myself... i'm going to bed.... GOOD NIGHT

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biblio-smia · 1 year

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can you hear my heart beat for you? [ethan landry x reader]

pre - ghostface / no ghostface alternate! no spoilers for scream 6!

masterlist | requests are open!

pairing: ethan landry x gender neutral reader

warnings: none, just fluff

read part 1 here!

Your relationship with Ethan strengthened after everything, something you were grateful for. One result you didn't appreciate as much was the sudden awareness of the growing feelings for your best friend. You didn't know what to do with them, though you suspected they were reciprocated.

It was like something had hit the both of you after Ethan's now ex-girlfriend. A desperation for each other struck and both of you were unwilling to let the other go. If you were always together before, you were impossible to separate now. So, you found yourselves in situations like these; cuddled up on Ethan's too-small bed with his laptop playing a show you reserved to watch together.

It was all casual hangouts like before: doing homework together, watching movies, getting something to eat. Except now there was a degree of romanticism to it all, a charge in the air, one that you could tell made Ethan nervous. You had to comfort him repeatedly, reminding him that technically nothing had changed from before. You hadn't considered his nerves stemmed from his desire for things to change.

Ethan took his time with you, considering his inexperience. He wanted to take it slow and do things right this time. You deserved the absolute best and he would take all the time in the world to be that for you.

There was no pressure to change what you and Ethan had; you made sure to let Ethan know that the slow and steady pace didn't bother you at all. However, the beating around the bush frustrated your friends to no end.

Mindy created a new routine of asking if you and Landry are dating yet? everyday in the group chat despite the same answer from both you and Ethan, just like a little kid would impatiently ask if the destination had been reached yet. It was all jokes but Ethan's anxiety peaked every time, wondering if you would eventually get tired of his cowardliness.

The change began with a few texts from Ethan:

get ready tomorrow, 5 pm. i'll pick you up from your dorm. dress nice :)

You couldn't help but giggle, liking the smiley face message, wondering what Ethan had planned. On the other side of the dorm buildings, Ethan had shoved his phone into Chad's hands, instructing him on what to type and making him hit send.

「 ... 」

Your last class ended at two p.m.; it was no surprise Ethan picked a Thursday for your date event, considering he knew your schedule as well as (arguably better than) his own.

His only mistake was letting you know so early in advance; you couldn't help but think about what he had planned all day.

Ethan instructed you to dress nice, so you spent an hour rifling through your closet for the perfect thing to wear. Did he mean dress nice, as in super fancy nice? No, that wasn't his scene. He probably meant nice as in, not jeans and a t-shirt. Finally settling on something you liked, you hoped the two of you had the same idea of dressing nice.

The distinct pattern of knocks at your door came at exactly five, just as you'd finished getting ready. You'd packed a bag full of a variety of items that would prove useful at whatever event Ethan had planned.

You opened the door with a smile, nervously glancing at Ethan's outfit. He retired his usual jeans and sweaters for nicer pants and a sweater vest that was definitely Chad's over a white shirt. Your smile widened as the two of you had the same definition of dressing nice.

You'd been so busy worrying about your outfit that you hadn't realized Ethan was holding something behind his back until the bouquet of fresh flowers was in front of you.

"Do you like them?" Ethan asked worriedly, watching your expression carefully.

"I love them." You confirmed, gently taking them and emptying a container of pens.

"I should've gotten a vase—" Ethan started as you began filling the container with water.

You quickly shushed him, placing the flowers carefully in their temporary vase.

"They're perfect." You made your way back to Ethan at the entry way, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

Ethan's face erupted in red, but he didn't attempt to argue. Instead, he offered his hand to you, which you gladly took.

「 ... 」

The two of you walked for a while, talking and laughing as you usually would, hands swinging between the two of you. Caught up in the conversation and Ethan's presence, the realization that you were walking towards a destination didn't come over you until you reached it.

Ethan stopped next to you, a smile on his face as he awaited your reaction. It took you a moment to realize, your hand clapping over your mouth that had dropped in shock.

"Ethan—" Your voice came out slightly muffled from behind your hand as you turned towards him quickly.

"Do you like it?" Ethan's eyes shone and a bright red blush adorned his cheeks.

You were speechless but you were aware that if you didn't respond soon, Ethan's self-consciousness would trip up.

You pulled Ethan into a tight hug, basking in his warmth as he instinctively put his arms around you. You stood there for a while, breathing in the comforting scent of him. "I love it." You mumbled out quietly but sincerely. You know he heard it as his grip on you tightened and his shoulders relaxed. Your head moved from its place on his shoulder to reach up and land a gentle kiss on Ethan's cheek, watching with a small laugh as his face continued reddening, feeling the heat radiate from him.

You heard the snap of a camera and your head whipped around to see Chad with an alarmingly big grin on his face. You relaxed as he walked over, waving around the photo he'd captured of the two of you like it was gold.

"I'll keep it safe!" Chad called as he began his route towards the dorms you came from. "For an anniversary scrapbook!"

You flipped Chad off despite your smile, hearing his fading laugh as he ran off.

"He, uh, helped me set everything up." Ethan said nervously, as if somehow the detail would take away from the result.

The scene before you looked like it had come out of a movie, completely transforming the ugly spot of the campus green area. A few thin trees were adorned with tiny lights that glowed softly. Underneath them was a plush blanket spread out and surrounded by baskets of a variety of food and drinks, flower petals spread purposefully around.

Your cheeks were warm with delight as you took Ethan's hand in yours, leading him to take a seat.

Snacks, both yours and Ethan's favorites were opened and exchanged as easy conversation flowed between the two of you. Ethan couldn't take his eyes off you, your sweet voice drawing him in and keeping him close to you.

The sun was in the middle of its daily disappearance, gently touching the horizon as warmth creating a blanket of golden light over the two of you. Ethan was laughing at a stupid joke you'd made and you looked at him, eyes shut and corners creased, brown curls shining in the sunset. He was beautiful.

You must've said it out loud, for Ethan turned towards you curiously. His expression transformed into one of awe as he admired the way the sun seemed to shine only for you, showering you in a glow that only made you even more gorgeous. You caught Ethan's eye and smiled, and Ethan was in love.

He sat there stupidly staring at you, your lips, your eyes, you, with the heavy realization weighing on his chest right next to his pounding heart. He didn't realize it was the perfect moment to lean in and press his lips against yours with the sun sinking in the background, a moment you thought would follow. He didn't realize your heart was thumping as hard as his, waiting for something to happen.

The moment broke as Ethan lied down and the sun slowly disappeared beneath the sky line, an instant chill sent down your spine as the world grew dark. You'd really though Ethan would kiss you.

Ethan reached out to tap you, eyes wandering to the spot next to him, wondering why you hadn't joined him yet. You gave him a small smile as you complied, shoulder-to-shoulder with Ethan against the ground. You kept your eyes steady in front of you, watching as the sky grew dimmer and darker around you.

"We should probably pack up soon." You whispered into the rapidly cooling air.

"Soon." Ethan hummed, taking your hand in his, eyes stubbornly settled on you.

「 ... 」

After Ethan walked you back to your dorm and wished you goodnight with a hug, he made his way back to his room with the blanket and lights exploding out of a bag.

He entered the room with a dopey smile, dropping the bag on the floor and throwing himself onto his bed. Chad had been reading a book when Ethan came in, but he threw it aside and ran to Ethan's room upon hearing the hints of his roommate's arrival.

"So? How'd it go?" Chad asked excitedly, leaning against the doorframe.

Ethan smiled even wider, attempting to rub the blush out of his face. "Amazing. It was perfect."

"Did you ask... y'know..." Chad raised his eyebrows expectedly.

Ethan's face fell a little at the question, groaning. "No. I was going to but then I... I freaked."

"Hey, it's okay, man. There's always tomorrow. Or the next day. Just don't put it off for too long or I swear Mindy's head is going to explode."

Ethan managed to laugh at that but the missed opportunity kept him up that night. You'd just looked so beautiful and he couldn't get the words out. He spent the night imagining how the night could've gone differently if he'd just had a little more courage. How much longer would it take until he could finally know what it was like to kiss you?

「 ... 」

Ethan Landry's second attempt to formally be yours occurred a little under two weeks later. He invited you out as he usually would and waited outside your dorm until the clock hit exactly 7 p.m. before his knocked. You waited on the other side of the wood, letting Ethan's special knock end before opening the door. You too had stood there, waiting until the second your phone told you it was time, knowing Ethan would be there not a second later.

Your faces lit up once you saw each other, leaning in for a hug that lasted a little too long, both of you forcing yourselves to pull away.

The walk was much shorter this time, a curious glance creeping on your face as you realized you were walking towards Ethan's dorm building. Ethan only sent a smile in your direction as the two of you traveled the familiar route to his rather dorm.

Ethan totally lucked out with his dorm all thanks to his over preparedness — he was able to get one of the biggest spaces Blackmore offered, one of those dorms that had space for a living room along with its kitchen and two single rooms. You'd say Ethan got pretty lucky getting stuck with Chad too, considering how close the two had gotten.

"You know I could've just walked here." You noted with a smile, already knowing what Ethan's reply would be.

Ethan gave you a look as if you were crazy for even suggesting it. "I'd go over to walk you next door," Ethan replied and you knew he would. "Plus, at this hour? No way." Ever the gentleman. Ethan unlocked his door, opening it to reveal the setup he had laid out in the living room.

It wasn't as impressive as the picnic considering the limited space, but it was just as beautiful. Lights — the same ones from that day — were strung up along the walls, illuminating the picture-perfect pillow fort constructed. Most of the furniture that had previously occupied the space was gone — presumably shoved into Ethan's and Chad's rooms — and snacks peeked out from the entrance.

The strongest urge to kiss Ethan overwhelmed you, a minute needed to compose yourself.

"Ethan..."

"You like it?" Ethan said with a hopefulness in his voice as if you didn't think everything he did was perfect.

You stepped close to him, reaching up to cup his face in your hands.

"I love it." I love you.

You glanced at Ethan's lips, that urge taking the better of you — only for a second — before you finally decided to press a kiss to Ethan's nose. It caught him off guard and gave you time to keep the flush on your cheeks under control as you got to your knees, ready to climb into the fort.

Ethan followed after you and the two of you got comfortable. The fort was much more spacious than you'd anticipated, yet you'd ended up on Ethan's chest anyway. Ethan got his laptop ready, loading up your favorite movie. You'd appreciated the thought though you knew you wouldn't be paying attention. Not with Ethan radiating warmth under and around you, his arm keeping you close to him.

You didn't know how long passed as the two of you laid there in comfortable quiet. You adjusted your head, a little worried about your neck, and landed with your ear right above Ethan's heart. At first you'd mistaken the racing as the sound of your own heart but, upon closer listening, realized it was Ethan.

"Your heart's beating." It was pounding.

"No way?" Ethan responded jokingly, resulting in a gentle smack on his arm from you.

You raised yourself off Ethan's chest slightly, faces merely inches apart.

"Do you like me or something?" You asked with a teasing smile.

"Or something." Ethan replied cheekily, raising a hand out to cup your cheek.

"Are you gonna kiss me?"

"Do you want me to?" Ethan's eyes flashed with an adorable type of worry.

"I'd love you to." You whispered as you leaned in carefully.

Finally. Ethan's lips pressed against yours as you felt him sit up, hands moving to rest against his chest. He kissed you gently, slowly. He kissed you carefully and clumsily but with all the love he could muster. That was Ethan, a boy who loved largely and a lot, more than most people could understand.

But you understood, kissing Ethan back with love you couldn't express before. You broke away and you immediately connected your lips to Ethan's cheeks, his forehead, his nose. Small giggles escaped him that were the most beautiful thing you'd ever heard. Ethan pulled you closer — he'd moved his laptop to the floor some time ago and replaced it with you — placing lazy kisses to your head.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that." Ethan confessed in a whisper.

"I think I have a guess." You replied with a smile before you kissed Ethan again. The taste of his lips was better than anything you'd experienced before, aligning perfectly with yours. Ethan was a quick learner, hands moving to your head to guide you gently.

You sighed happily once you separated again, reaching to move an out of place curl from Ethan's forehead.

Ethan's eyes moved around the small space quickly, landing on any place except you.

"Would you... want to be mine? I mean, not be mine, but be... together? Officially?" God, that didn't come out anything like he had practiced with Chad.

A small laugh escaped you as Ethan's awkward phrasing and you couldn't help falling more in love with him.

"I'd love to, Ethan," you reassured him quickly, thumbing over his cheek. "There's nothing I want more." You confessed quietly but you knew he heard as he smiled with rosy cheeks.

"Let's stay here?" Ethan asked nervously, grabbing the hand that had been placed on his face and pressing a soft kiss on it.

"As long as you want." You nodded, moving to lie down next to Ethan again.

「 ... 」

Chad wasn't sure until what time he was allowed to come in but Ethan had only told him a few hours. It had been past that and Ethan wasn't picking up and Chad was tired. He was almost positive it ended well; he just hoped it didn't end too well.

Chad pressed his ear to the door before entering; upon hearing silence, he entered quietly. The lights on the walls still illuminated the room, hinting that you and Ethan were still in the fort. Chad crept up quietly, lowering himself down to peek inside.

Sure enough, there the two of you were; sound asleep, you were half draped over Ethan, whose arms wrapped around you however he could manage, a tangle of limbs hidden under the thick blanket covering the two of you.

Chad smiled and had a sneaking suspicion things turned out all right. He left the two of you be (although not before taking a few pictures), heading towards his room with relief. He opened the door and walked in dreaming of his bed; though he didn't realize a small table previously positioned in the living room now occupied the majority of his room until his thigh came into contact with its edge. Chad grasped at the spot with a curse, knowing there'd be a bruise by tomorrow.

「 ... 」

Ethan woke up with a weight resting on him and an incredible pain in his back. It took him a few seconds to rub the sleep out of his eyes before he scanned his surroundings, spotting you sleeping peacefully next to him as the memories of last night came flooding back. Shit. He hadn't texted Chad.

Ethan reached for his phone in a hurry, checking his notifications before clicking on the one that caught his eye first — a photo from Chad in the group chat.

chad ▷ Photo

tara omg...

Ethan clicked on the photo curiously, rolling his eyes with a smile as he realized through the dim light that it was a photo of him and you before he typed out a reply.

ethan haha.

mindy EHTNA ETHAN DATING????? please.

ethan no. lmao im jk as of yesterday yes :)

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fluff #scream #scream x reader #scream 6 #scream vi #v writes #v + ethan

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nicoline1998enilocin · 8 months

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Can you write soft smut with Steve like morning cuddles lead into that?

Mornin', Captain!

PAIRING | Husband!Steve Rogers x Pregnant Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.6K

SUMMARY | You and Steve are enjoying a comfortable Monday morning at home, spending the entire morning in each other's arms while thinking about nothing but each other and the little life growing inside you. The two of you could get used to this and are starting to plan a life with your little human inside your belly.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Established relationship [ Husband & Wife ], smut [ Slow morning sex, oral (F receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), multiple orgasms, nipple play, daddy kink, implied aftercare ].

A/N | Thank you so much for this request! I already had something similar in my drafts and decided to work them into one, I love that you gave me the push I needed to finish it!

Also, let's not think too hard about the fact that the GIF is, in fact, of Chris and not Steve. He just looked too hot not to use for this fic. 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 🩷

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Quiet Monday mornings with your husband are rare the last few months, so you are soaking in every second while you can. However, since you're currently five months pregnant, sleep is a luxury you're enjoying less of nowadays.

Because of that, you're cuddling with your heater in the form of your very own super soldier. His hand is splayed on your bare stomach as his thumb rubs softly back and forth in a soothing motion.

''I still can't believe a little human is forming inside you right now,'' Steve whispers in your ear, and you smile softly at his words.

''Well, you can trust me when I say it's true because they're constantly keeping me up or having me go to the bathroom,'' you say as you chuckle.

This afternoon is the appointment for your ultrasound to find out the gender of the baby, and you've been very excited for the last week to find out.

''Today we're gonna find out what the little human is going to be,'' you tell Steve, and he nods as he gives soft kisses on your neck and your shoulders while his hand keeps rubbing your stomach. You put your hand over his and let out a small sigh as you settle into his touches.

''C'mere hot Mama,'' Steve says, gently guiding you onto your back. This way, he can finally give you a deep, loving kiss like he's been thinking about the entire time.

''Hmm, Steve,'' you moan softly as his kisses move from your soft pink lips to your jaw, down your neck, and onto your collarbone. When his trails reach your sensitive nipples, he pays them special attention.

His mouth wraps around one of your nipples, and he starts suckling softly, earning himself high-pitched moans at how he's making you feel.

His other hand is softly kneading and ghosting over your other nipple, careful not to hurt you as he does this. His tongue lavishes over your stiffened peak as he keeps softly suckling.

When that one gets too sensitive, he moves on to the other, repeating the same actions to turn you into a moaning mess underneath him.

After that, he moves down to your stomach, one of his favorite parts of your body. His hand roams over the skin as he whispers sweet things to your baby.

Soft kisses are littered, each stretchmark getting extra attention because Steve knows how insecure you are about them.

''I'm still in awe that you're carrying our beautiful child and married someone like me. I still find it hard to believe that you would choose someone like me,'' he says as you rub your hands through his hair.

''Well, I just stuck with my gut here. It said, 'I like that one, let's trap it!' and here we are. That's all there is to it, really,'' you shrug before bursting out in laughter.

''Sometimes you're unbelievable! But I'm glad you did because I can't imagine being anywhere else than with the two of you,'' he says as he places a few more soft kisses on your stomach, laughing when the baby kicks him.

''See, even they are telling you to hurry up already! Mama needs her-'' is all you can say before the air is knocked out of your lungs by Steve attaching his lips to your sensitive, throbbing clit.

A long, broken moan leaves your lips as he works up to your orgasm, which isn't hard to do since you're always turned on beyond belief due to your pregnancy.

''S-Steve, gonna cum!'' you say as your back arches off the bed, and he keeps licking and sucking on your sensitive bud until you come undone underneath him.

He keeps working you through your orgasm, and when he's done, he can't stop praising you and telling you how beautiful you are.

''You did so well for me, Mama; you're doing so good for me. Perfect when you cum for me like that,'' he says as he rubs your stomach again.

He goes to lay on your side, and you turn your head to kiss your wonderful husband.

His hand never left your stomach, and he keeps rubbing soft circles and laughing when he feels the baby kick again. The two of you lie like that until your hand snakes between your bodies and grabs Steve's still-hard cock.

''Want to feel you stretch me out, Daddy,'' you breathe against his mouth, and he doesn't hesitate for even a second.

Soon your legs are bent upwards and leaning against his shoulders, his thick cock slowly piercing you as he's sitting on his heels, his thighs spread wide so he has the perfect angle to slide in.

''Oh, d-daddy! Stretch me out so well!'' you say, and Steve lets out a deep groan as he bottoms out. He lets you adjust to his size, and when that's done, he sets a slow, loving pace.

All he wants to do is make you fall apart over and over by making love to you, and right now's the perfect start for doing just that. Soft moans and the sound of skin on skin fill the room, but neither of you cares since you're too wrapped up in pleasure.

Steve keeps going for a while, but when he suddenly rubs your clit your orgasm washes over you with such force you squirt all over his stomach, legs, and the bed.

After the build-up and constant keeping you on edge, the release is sweet, and your back is arching off the bed as he works you through it before shooting his ropes of cum deep inside you.

When you have come down from your highs, you decide to take a bath together and relax until it is time to get ready for your ultrasound.

You're getting ready for your ultrasound and are now wearing your new pair of maternity coveralls you've wanted to wear for a while. Combined with a couple of sneakers and your hair in a ponytail, you're ready to go.

''Wow, those look amazing on you. Now you are one hot Mama!'' Steve says as you walk into the living room, where he waits for you.

''Thank you, I'm so happy I can finally wear this!'' you say as you grab your sunglasses.

Steve is decked out in sunglasses, a baseball cap, and a simple outfit not to be recognized outside. Aside from the Avengers, nobody knows you're pregnant, and you'd like to keep it that way for a while longer.

The trip to the hospital is smooth, and when it's finally time to go in, a nurse calls you in.

''Mrs. Rogers-Y/L/N?'' she says, and you get up with the help of Steve.

''Yeah, right here!'' you say, and when you're finally standing, you interlace your fingers with Steve's, who squeezes it reassuringly.

''Alright, you can lay down on the table and open your coveralls and lift your shirt,'' she says, and you happily do so. When that's done, you grab Steve's hand again, and he places a kiss on your forehead.

''Are you ready to see your baby again?'' the nurse asks after applying the gel, and you nod.

When you hear the rapid heartbeat and see the little human inside you moving, you tear up again; it is still the most beautiful thing you have ever witnessed.

''Do you want to know the gender of your baby?'' and both of you happily agree that you want to know.

''You two will be having a gorgeous baby boy!'' she says, and you can't believe it! Tears start streaming down your face in a steady stream now that you know.

The nurse prints out the ultrasound pictures, and when you're back at the Compound, you can't wait to show all the other Avengers.

''Guys, we're gonna have a baby boy!'' you say as you run into the room where they're all having lunch, and everyone cheers and congratulates the both of you.

After lunch, you pull Steve and Bucky apart to tell them something, though Steve already knows what you'll say.

''Bucky, Steve, and I have been thinking about something, and we want to run the idea past you. Well, two ideas, actually,'' you start, and he nods.

''Alright, is everything okay?'' he says, a little concerned.

''Everything is great, but we wondered if you were okay with being our son's godfather. Nat has agreed to be his godmother, and nothing would make us happier than for you to take care of him if it would ever be needed,'' you say, and he starts tearing up.

''Please tell me this isn't some joke? That you're asking me this? Because you know I would do it without a doubt in my mind, right?'' he says, and you nod with a big smile.

''We mean it, Buck. And there's one more thing we want to tell you,'' Steve starts, and Bucky looks over to his best friend.

''We were hoping to name our boy after you, so his name would be James Axyl Rogers,'' Steve says, and Bucky doesn't know what to say, so he wraps his arms around his best friend in response.

You rub Bucky's back softly as he keeps hugging his best friend, grateful for everything he's done for him up to now, and this is just the cherry on top.

''I love you both so much,'' he says as he pulls away and pulls you into the hug, so all three of you are hugging.

''We love you too, Bucky. We always have, and we will be with you until the end of the line,'' you say, earning yourself an even tighter hug.

''Guys, still pregnant!'' you say, and they release you with a laugh.

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yanderes-galore · 8 months

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If it's okay could I request Transformers prime Knockout with a human part 2 if not just a oneshot then :)

I'll see what I can do to add to this! Sorry if this continuation was bad, I wasn't sure what else to add :(

Midnight Drive Part 1 Found Here

Midnight Drive Part 2

Yandere! TFP! Knock Out with Human! Darling Short

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Tracker, Stalking, Kidnapping, Degrading behavior, Manipulation, Forced relationship, Implied invasive touching, Implied delusional yandere, Cybertronian/Human pairing.

Knock Out had been practicing on working with humans before he took you in. They're such small trackers and it took time to find a tracker small enough to fit under your skin. It felt very similar to microchipping you.

Under your skin now lays a mechanical component holding information, with a quick scan it shows you're his and where you are.

It took a significant amount of time to successfully finish the procedure. On a small table you lay unconscious, blissfully unaware of what he has done. It felt nice to finally have you in his grasp.

Knock Out internally praises himself for what he's done. He'd managed to take you onto The Nemesis with minimal questioning and successfully marked you as his. Now he can't ever lose you as long as you have a tracker.

Such a device you won't be able to remove on your own anyways.

While you sleep peacefully Knock Out takes his time noting your anatomy. His claws lightly graze your skin and he takes note of your limbs. If he is going to properly take care of you he needs to know everything about you, right?

Knock Out pauses when he sees you move. You murmur in your sleep before slowly waking up. Knock Out watches carefully, optics carefully observing you.

His original intentions were to bring you back to your human home... but you've pulled at his spark....

"Wake up, human..." Knock Out encourages. "Your procedure was a success, even on such a small fleshy body."

You shakily try to sit up and stare at Knock Out with tired yet scared eyes. You shuffle against the table but realize it's too high to get down. Knock Out laughs at this, a teasing grin on his face.

"Aw, look at you! You can't move around here without my help, can you?"

"You're... the car that's been following me-"

Knock Out frowns for a moment before answering.

"I'm not just some car, I think I'm better than that! You did get one thing right... I WAS following you. You caught my interest since that race between us. You're quite skilled!"

"I don't even know what you want from me... where did you even take me!?" You shakily ask, looking around at the amount of purple walls.

"To my lab. I had to make sure I made my mark on you. After all, humans tend to be seen as pets by Decepticons...." Knock Out vents in what appears to be his form of a sigh. "You're so much more than just a pet to me though, dear. My fellow Decepticons just wouldn't understand."

"What did you do!?"

"Always with the questions, huh?" Knock Out clicks, leaning on the table to look at you. "I put a tracker on you. It tell me exactly where you are. That way I'm never going to lose you if you decide to pull something stupid and run."

You're shocked at the blunt tone he uses with you. You then see Knock Out laugh at your expression before lightly tapping your stomach with a metal claw.

"But you'd never do that, right? You're so much smarter than that as my human."

"Why'd you pick me?"

"Partially by chance. However, who really knows why?" Knock Out hums, you could tell by his tone he's messing with you in a playful manner. He also seems to be warning you to play along. You begin to fear what he may be warning you about.

"Do I get to go home?"

"Maybe." Knock Out answers, appearing to not like the idea all that much. "I'd prefer it if I could keep you here more than anything."

Your heart sinks to your stomach when Knock Out picks you up to hold you. Despite being one of the smaller Decepticons he still holds you high off the ground. Fearing he'll drop you, you situate yourself in the palm of his hand/servo.

"I know enough about your organic species to take care of you. You'll be fed and cared for. I feel most of your time will be here... yet you'll see Earth again."

"Really?" You ask, your eyes sparkling in hope.

"We'll drive together, that's the one interest we share isn't it?"

You feel uneasy at what he's implying and look away. Yes, you used to love driving at night. Yet you don't like the idea of being locked in a sentient alien robot for very little fresh air.

It just sounds like a moving prison.

"... what do I even call you?"

"Knock Out."

"Okay, Knock Out... that doesn't seem like a very good idea to me-"

"Really? I thought you wanted to see your home again. You could always just stay here and I'll be the one who goes." Knock Out's expression is cocky as he sees the fear on your face.

"W-Wait, no-!" You cry out, only after realizing Knock Out is training you like a pet. You go silent at the realization before biting your tongue and continuing. "I'll drive with you if it means I can look away from these purple walls...."

"Excellent! I knew you'd come around. We may have only met recently but I did enjoy our drives together." Knock Out praises holding you close while he exits his lab. You quickly feel sick to your stomach at the idea of him following you for all that time.

"Where are we going?" You ask, observing the walls of what appears to be a ship.

"Isn't it obvious?" Knock Out look down at you, softly stroking your head.

"I want to take another midnight drive with my special human."

It's then as he walks through The Nemesis you realize you may never see your old life again. Even if you ran, he'd find you. He'd probably even kill any who try to take you.

With reality sinking in, you curl up into a ball and try to dry your approaching tears.

Knock Out offers you minimal comfort.

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Hiii, I just came across your blog, and I L O V E it! Since you said you were looking for a recommendation, here's one from me. Yandere school president. They have immense power at their school because not only are they the president, but their parents own the school. Their word is quite literally the law at this school. He just so happens to be head over heels in love and obsessed with you. Give in to their obsessive and possessive love or suffer the consequences. Since he holds so much power, he can make you a school outcast in less then a week, and he can have teachers fail you or pick on you for the stupidest reasons ever, he'll make your life a living hell at school if you don't accept his twisted and fucked up love, it's best to just be a good darling, and let yourself be loved on his own terms. It's a concept I've thought about a lot, but I haven't seen much of it. Anyways, thank you for your time, and keep up the good work!!!

okay okay omg first of all your brain???? this way too good and oml now i'm sad i spent my entire school life without a class prez like this :( but let's talk about this !!! this is mildly inspired by this one guy from the kdrama called taxi driver (ep 3) !!!

gender neutral!reader. warnings for obsessive behavior, mentions of killing someone but it's nothing graphic. blackmail/coercion type thing?? and typical yandere behavior.

okay so yandere!class president who is so focused, he's the top student of the grade and he's good at sports too?? captain of the basket ball team?? i don't know how he does it because i really couldn't but anyway even apart from that he keeps on taking part and neatly scoring in debates, and writing contests, you name it and he's doing it. it does happen sometimes that he ends up getting silver or bronze but he's there on the list somehow.

and obviously if you've ever been a teenager then you know how attractive this type of people are, because they're good at everything, because they look very unattainable and bonus for our class president is that he's super hot as well. so obviously he had a classroom filled with admirers. and he loved the attention, who doesn't? but he's never thought more of it than that, the aspect of romance is kinda alien to him, he's had his fair share of physical relationships (if they can be even called that) but none of them too good to stay.

so he keeps on with his day, his cram school, having lunch, dinner, studying, more studying.

and when he bumps into you from his way back from the library, he just stops dead in his tracks as you attempt to pick up the books you both dropped, and when you look up at him he's literally frozen. who are you? why has he never seen you around? why do you look so pretty? hey, where's that romantic instrumental playing from? why-

"hey, mister, are you okay? i didn't hit your head or anything right?"

and trust me when he's the literal embodiment of the ":0" emoji.

anyway, but that guy has never had a crush before so at first he just feels like its some kinda internal intuition? that there's something wrong with you or something.

but then he finds himself trying to find your class, sitting there on the excuse of talking to some friends and obviously he's welcomed there.

and he figures that his initial impression might be a wrong because you were such a sweetheart. not as popular as him, and you stuck to your 2-3 friends but he saw the way you would smile at people - a gentle, warm one. and he quite literally died when you greeted him that way once, surprised that you would know about his existence

it wasn’t that he forgot he was famous but having a crush really does wonders to your self esteem.

also you best believe he's digging up all your information, your past schooling if you've transferred, your parents' background, your social media and duh, where you live, where you work.

and if you work somewhere like a cafè or a convenience store, he's there for half the day, "studying" for exams and stuff, he claims it helps more than studying at home. and all the time his eyes barely register a page because he's looking at you as you're hard at work, helping customers, greeting them with that damned, charming smile and then in rare moments he looks at you as you lose that demeanor and sigh out of exhaustion. poor baby, he wished he could something for you so bad in those moments.

and then comes the part where his friends (he has a lot of friends but he believed that when you have a crush you shouldn’t tell everyone? also given his popularity... he figured it wouldn't be a greatest idea ever. so he only told like a guy or two) they adviced him to just go up to you and ask you out? what's the problem even? he's literally the golden boy of the school, why would someone reject him ever? you shouldn’t even be worried about that, dude! but with that confidence in himself, he decides on a day, nothing too significant and he looks at himself in the mirror.

"uh, actually, i do have a partner," did you hear that? the glass shattering? uh, that was his heart. that was his reaction when you told him this. but it was true, you had a partner in another country (which made sense that the yandere did not come to know of this before because he had been following you, just to make sure you were safe ofcourse, and he did not see a persosn who could classify as a romantic threat) and you loved them very much! no matter how cute and great this guy was, you were loyal to them.

and now cue the yandere's sad era. but only for like a day or two. until he realizes something. this was absurd, you were rejecting him? when so many people would literally kill for something like this? it was unbelievable. but he was deadset, this was the first time he felt this way for someone and he was determind to make you feel the same, or at least keep you with him, and he would do it with any means necessary.

he realized that your friends' parents were mere employees in his dad's company so all it took was one meeting. "stop talking to y/n." for them to start ignoring you and they did not even try to keep it lowkey and you had to resort to sitting alone at lunch, giving an easy access to the guy who used it as a time to sit beside you and tell you about his day, nevermind the fact that for the first few times you would just up and leave. and then you finally decided to just snap.

"what the fuck do you want?" you look at him, frustrated by all these things, and changes happening in your life in less than a week.

he just smirked, that mf had the audacity to smirk? "you, ofcourse,"

now he wasn’t quite violent because he'd just entered adulthood, he did not want to fuck up and spend the rest of his years in jail (not that he actually would because his parents would be hiring the world's best lawyers for him) but he did imagine it, murdering your s/o. he did not know what they looked like, but all they saw was you happy in their arms and as much he loved that little smile of yours, he wanted it to be for himself! not someone else!

so anyway, after you storm out on him after the last conversation, you get your english test results back and a big, red F is staring at you.

and normally your parents weren't grade obsessed but you would boast to them about how good you were at english and how much you loved the subject and even the teacher agreed thaf you were good at it.

when you meet with the teacher after class, he just removes his spectacles and rubs his eyes, "listen, y/n, you're one of the smartest students i've had the pleasure of teaching. so make the right choice, it's good for your future. just say yes to him. he's not bad, you know,"

he was behind this???????

you felt even more utterly helpless when you found that the yandere's parents fund almost more than half of the school so there’s nobody who would be willing to go against them and help you, no matter how much you would plead them.

"a transfer? don't even think about it, baby, nobody is going to issue that certificate unless i say so,"

chills run down your neck as he whispers this. you were truly stuck with him.

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