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#The chalk man
yuyinesque · 11 days
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KREIDEPRINZ | “𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾.”
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⚘ précis. ≡ he was a little curious as to how the female anatomy reacts to arousal; you were the individual that incessantly muddled his mind with this idea. because of this, he managed to charm you into laying you down on his table and taking his fingers in order to conclude a few factors.
⚘ disclaimers. ≡ afab!reader; sub!reader x top!albedo, finger-fucking/excessive clit play, overstimulation, implied pussy worshipping, pussy studying, edging, squirting, gentle praise, albedo’s simply playing dumb with you.
⚘ category. ≡ nsft smut drabble/headcanons.
⚘ wc. ≡ 1.5k.
𖦥 m.list. oc.list.
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𖤥 The holder of Princeps Cretaceus, mm mm mm… anywayyy — This little chalk-based AI is a little too curious for his own good. I believe that you had to been not only aesthetically interesting to the eye, but have a mind of wisdom in order to have such an obsessive interest towards you. With this mind, it’s only a matter of time before he uses you as both a subject and a partner for his experiments, with your consent, of course, for you have an adoration towards him as well. (Un)fortunately, this only set you up for failure, for he was beginning to wonder how you would look in various positions.
𖤥 Now, I may not know much about Albedo, but I’m sure that an enabler would provoke these said thoughts. This said “enabler” is no other than you, the individual who is incapable of holding back their feelings for someone who could read you like a book, ESPECIALLY because he’s been studying you since you carry such a mysterious intensity within you.
𖤥 Hell, he may be an AI, but because of this he’s beyond stupid. It’s clear at times that you’ve been experiencing arousal, but he was unsure as to if you were experiencing it because of him specifically. Besides, he didn’t want to outwardly just ask without any context. Not only that’s an intimate question, but he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, let alone scare you off, now suffering from rejection. Still, the idea couldn’t be left undiscovered, I fear… Really, this whole thing is not about him studying it because he was clueless, he not only wanted a confirmation, but ponder about how YOU would behave if aroused … like like like like like listen-
𖤥 “I must take into account factors such as your temperature, texture, and contractions per minute after each orgasm,” He would divulge as his pallid fingers plunged deeper into your clenching hole, one that was greedily memorizing the taste of his skin to the point where it was her favorite dessert. His statements were definitely rhetorical and you knew it, seeing as you were incapable of formulating comprehensible words with the way he was finger-fucking you without any reasonable restraint bounding his actions. He was destined to complete his experiment, and he was sure that you were on your thirteenth- fourteenth clench. “As long as I have your approval, I do not believe that I’m overstepping any boundaries. You do agree, right Y/n?”
𖤥 NAAA LEMME COOK? HEAR ME OUT!!!
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🧷 𝓗ad you haven’t been in a predicament where you could formulate appropriate thoughts, let alone speech that didn’t involve loud, lecherous blubbers, you would’ve retorted with an impish smile with corresponding titter, seeing as he was simply being careful despite his monotonous tone. It’s merely impossible to strangle out a few words since you were practically hyperventilating from overstimulation; there was quite literally never been a time where you’ve felt this overwhelmed during an experiment. Albedo is very considerate of your safety.
He claims that this would be safe as well: Sketching down a memorable image of your pretty pussy rapaciously contracting for his fingers, though instead he decided to use his fingers to polish your clit with vast zeal, earning a pearlescent drool of cum to cascade from your hole. He noted that he should add a glimmering adaptation to accentuate how the rushing river of cum titillate under the pale LED light, also the image of your fingertips delving into your plush thighs as you attempted to keep them up for as long as possible. Albedo however sighed in misfortune at this observation, especially at the way your thighs palpitated endlessly; there was only a matter of time until your body were to finally give into exhaustion. You were only human, after all. Therefore, he made sure to assert underneath his sketch of you that the three components were completed.
One: Temperature. How hot could it get? Normally the temperature inside the vaginal canal equates to a high fever when not aroused, but how hot does yours get during both stages? Unfortunately, Albedo was unable to determine the temperature during its natural stage, for you were already unbearably drenched before he could even give your pussy the time of day, tainting the steel table with the voracious drooling since she terribly craved him inside of her. He also concluded that utilizing a thermometer during the session would possibly bring down your mood (or heighten it, considering that he also noticed that you’re very fond of edging as much as overstimulation). He wondered if he should ask to take its temperature after he cleans everything up, but it wouldn’t correlate with his initial hypothesis.
Two: Texture. Generally speaking, the inside has an identical texture to the inside of your cheeks but… he still wanted to finalize that it stays that said texture before, during, and after sexual activity. Albedo certainly has definitely used his tongue to poke at the inside of his cheek while curling his fingers deep inside of you, carefully massaging your spot as your squeals sang saccharine tunes, whispering poetic praises that caused your noises to induce and circulate throughout the vast vicinity. As anticipated, the resemblance is there, but your walls were softer, but that could be because of how inundated you are. It was another uncompleted draft that he had to address on another occasion; it was beginning to miff him, though at least you were willing to trust him in one of your most vulnerable states.
Three: Contractions. Would it be too selfish for him to wonder how many times you’ll clench before each orgasm? Surely it was quite the push, but he couldn’t help but wonder if that’ll be the last time the two of you would perform something so intimate, therefore it’s best to have most if not all of his questions answered before departure. Not only has he determined how many times you’ve clenched before each orgasm, also determining that the number accumulates the more you cum, he’s estimated that you’ve contracted much more without his fingers rather than with them. Was it due to your acts of desperation? Yes, of course, that he figured as much, and he found the ideal flattering and promising, or even exciting. He could proudly deem that you were one of his favorite experiments yet, and truly desired more of you in different positions in later references.
And Ideally, Four: En–
“‘Bedo, Beh- ff-uh.. fuckfuckfuckfuck- please!” His train of calculations and concentration was vengefully disrupted by the guinea pig in question: you. The one who sobbed out hardly comprehensible beseeches in hopes Albedo has finally calculated enough data to grant you the opportunity to fucking breathe without hiccuping and choking on saliva. The one whose cum spluttered erotically out of their pussy, their juices acting as a varnish on your tumescent lips in order to preserve such finest chef-d'œuvre, and giving the steel table a shrine that’s never been achieved before. The one whose left leg was occasionally being pried away from their right by the alchemist’s gloved hand, seeing as he couldn’t help but feel selfishly miffed at the fact that they’re incapable of keeping them open for the sake of the hypothesis. However, it’s safe for the two of you that this experiment will require addressment… over a few shots, of course.
“What perfection…” Albedo’s cerulean blooming eyes eased with awe as he watched your writhing body twitch and writhe with each time he thrust his fingers inside you, but even when he decided to slow down a little, you were still too sensitive to inure the overbearing pleasure, therefore he decided to stop altogether by finally retracting his pallid fingers that were submerged with a thick ivory. For a moment he had the intrusive urge to give you a taste, but he already broke one of his promises, which was to go easy on you. “The moons surely favor you, don’t they?”
Your mind was too muddled to even comprehend the fact that he was praising you at the moment; you were still trying to find a way to close your legs without any more exertion, let alone rid the seething pain between them. Surely you weren’t complaining, but you were just as shocked as him. Rarely does he lose himself, especially during something of importance. “Perhaps I was being too edacious… it was never my objective to test your endurance … This was my mistake.”
With a sigh that could only disclose disappointment, he stood up from his chair after using a cloth to wipe his fingers clean. Then, while his expression still mordantly stoic, he gently lifted one of your legs to place them on his shoulder, cautiously wiping you down, squeezing your knee reassuringly when you jolted and whined when he began dapping your numbing clit with the cloth.
“We should conduct this on a later date, I'd say… next week. Certainly after your convalescence.. That way the both of us may conclude how well your body responds to penetration.”
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lonelywarder · 2 years
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We all have our hiding places. Not just physical ones. Places deep inside where we put away the things we don’t want others to see. The less palatable parts.
The Burning Girls / C.J. Tudor
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nerdynatreads · 1 year
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book review || The Chalk Man by C.J. Tudor
video review || Halloweekend Readathon — Reading Vlog 213: 5 books in 4 weekends
Atmosphere in this was fan-freaking-tastic, whether it was summer vacation or the crisp fall and now the transitioning into winter. A tense and unsettling feel permeates everything. There are also the terrific lines dropped in that feel so deep and analyzing of life.
Was really taken off guard by the sudden sexual assault that took place on page, so content warning for that.
The alternating timelines do make me intrigued but they’re not always well separated, as there will be comments that feel like young Eddie wouldn’t know, but it also makes the pacing super slow, which does make for great suspense and tension. There were a few well-done reveals that took me off guard, but each time it feels like the moment is just slightly too dragged out, with Eddie taking too long to put it together, or they’re dropped and Eddie has very little reaction to them.
I was pretty invested in the mystery all the way through. The main character is pretty unlikable but also I feel bad because he’s clearly gone through some rough things in his life. Any time he talks about women, it just feels slightly creepy or misogynistic. This little group of friends definitely makes me think of the Losers Club from It. The single girl, Nicky, definitely feels a bit like a Beverly knockoff.
By the end of the book… I did sort of guess the ending? Just not quite. That seemed like the most shockingly written reveal, but the epilogue was what really creeped me out.
I… kind of liked this? I just don’t know if this author’s thrillers are for me, just because the writing around the mystery didn’t feel satisfying in the end.
3.5 / 5 stars
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esmiephan · 1 year
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The Chalk Man — SPOILER ALERT!!
I read this book 3 days ago and I'll do a small review here.
C.J Tudor's narrative involved me and the narrative sounded natural and simple, it really featured some kids (later old childhood friends) talking to each other. Really, she knows how to build tension with the narrative, I slept DREAMING about the story because I was extremely excited.
Now it's when the SPOILERS begin. Analyzing the story after the hype passed, I can notice a lot of things that bothered me. Ok, Sean died by an accident when tried to rescue his bike, no murder at all. Murphy was accidentaly poisoned by Gwen (Hoppo's mother). Mickey's dead is a total mystery. That pastor Martim was attacked by the generic police dude, and Martin himself reveals to be the great villain later. Fine. But who drew the chalk men? Each victim of the supposed serial killer were represented as chalk men graphics, but If most of the deaths were accidental or ocasional (Martim only killed Elisa, and nearly killed Chloe, Hoppo and Eddie), then why the chalk men exist? Was it Eddie that drew them but couldn't remember since he was inheriting his father's Alzheimer? We don't have an answer for this. The "ghosts" and nightmares were kinda random in the story, nothing supernatural at all. More like hallucinations.
Well, Eddie was a guy who hided many secrets, he didn't defend his teacher even knowing he was innocent, he kept Elisa's head, he never answered Mickey either he wanted to write the book or not. I apreciate this protagonist's complex personality. C.J Tudor didn't write "pure heroic meow meow" characters, they are had sins, they are wronged, they all had some weird and problematic opinions, and still, they weren't despicable. By the way, Eddie suffered too much. First, the Twister accident, then the chalk men's horror, then Elisa is found bemembered, then he watches his father dying day after day, then Gav suffers an accident because of Mickey and the friendship ends, then he loses Mickey, then Chloe is almost murdered by that Martim maniac, and finally, he inherited his father Alzheimer. Really, I felt for Eddie. I actually hoped him and Chloe could be a couple (btw, gothic Chloe >>>>>>> blonde Chloe).
C.J Tudor criticizes the conservative religious society we have and that's great. However, i have MANY issues with the way Tudor wrote about Romani people. Hoppo's mother is compared to be "as ugly as a gypsy". The city where the story takes place was robbed by "gypsies" once. It's such a small detail and it's still not cool. Can the Roma people read and watch things IN PEACE without being suddenly offended? Really?
Ok, these were my frustations. But the rest of the book is great, the narrative is well built, the characters are good and the story was involving. Just one last thing to say.
Elisa and Halloran deserved better. They're the best characters. I still cannot accept Mr. Halloran's death, i'm still suffering in grief and despair. Really. I couldn't stop crying. My lonely albino teacher 💔😔 him and Erik are the prove that I have some fantasy with older teachers. Like. Yeah (don't worry i'm not minor lol).
Anyway, thanks for the reading, Tudor. BUT HALLORAN STILL DESERVED BETTER! 😣😣
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backlogbooks · 2 years
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spent my three day weekend in my cousins pool, reading and soaking in the sun (and only getting a *little* sunburned for it)
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kkmooncore · 2 years
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hey, could someone please explain the ending of chalk man to me , i am so lost here
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flourmelon · 2 years
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“People say there’s nothing stronger than love. They’re right. That’s why the worst atrocities are always committed in its name.”
The Chalk Man
By C. J. Tudor
Read: 4.24.2022
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"They were chanting a lot of stuff about love but they seemed full of hate."
C.J. Tudor (The Chalk Man)
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roseshavethoughts · 9 months
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The Chalk Man by C. J. Tudor
My #BookReview of The Chalk Man by C. J. Tudor #Iamreading #Fiction
The Chalk Man by C. J. Tudor Title – The Chalk Man Author – C. J. Tudor Genres – Mystery | Crime | Thriller Published – 2018 by Crown Publishing Group (NY) Links – Amazon | Goodreads ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 5 out of 5. From the shocking first chapter, through to the whirlwind finale, The Chalk Man is a wonderfully rich coming-of-age story about love, loss, regret and desire. This novel has it all,…
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lonelywarder · 2 years
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We assume things because it’s easier, lazier. It stops us thinking too hard …usually about stuff that makes us feel uncomfortable. But not thinking can lead to misunderstandings and in some cases, tragedies.
The Chalk Man / C.J. Tudor
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whathannelblogs · 2 years
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The Chalk Man by C.J. Tudor Book Review
The Chalk Man by C.J. Tudor Book Review
The thing you have to understand is that being a good person isn’t about singing hymns, or praying to some mystical, god. It isn’t about wearing a cross or going to church every Sunday. Being a good person is about how you treat others. A good person doesn’t need a religion, because they are content within themselves that they are doing the right thing.”Excerpt from: C.J. Tudor, The Chalk…
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esmiephan · 1 year
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[THE CHALK MAN SPOILERS ALERT]
Mr. Halloran did nothing wrong
Mr. Halloran is a hero
Mr. Halloran is not a perv or a phedo
Mr. Halloran wasn't crazy
Mr. Halloran didn't kill Elisa
Mr. Halloran didn't hurt anyone
Mr. Halloran saved Eddie
Mr. Halloran was right about karma
Mr. Halloran was a good person
Mr. Halloran was misunderstood by everyone
Mr. Halloran wasn't defended by Eddie even though he saved Elisa, Eddie's father and Eddie himself
Mr. Halloran is talented
Mr. Halloran was a beautiful albino
Mr. Halloran DIDN'T DESERVE NOTHING WRONG THAT HAPPENED TO HIM
I'm with Eddie when he said he couldn't accept his teacher's death. Justice to Mr. Halloran 😔💔✊
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backlogbooks · 2 years
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this was an engaging mystery/suspense book, and all the answers were satisfying, but there was a cohesiveness missing for me—i expected some of the crimes to be more connected to each other than they were
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rifleman787742 · 3 months
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i got suspended on twitter so you guys better appreciate this double strength
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borderlinenormal · 2 years
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After 7 days of feeling like a Covid zombie, today is the first day I’m starting to feel better - even though I still can’t smell or taste anything! My energy level is still very low but I’m not getting out of breath doing simple tasks like walking up the stairs.
Starting my new read in bed tonight, I bought it from a small independent book store that has recently opened in my town.
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caffstrink · 10 months
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Did that color wheel thing on twitter, here's the finished result. Happy rainbow month
❤🧡💛💚💙💜💝
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