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immeasurable-depths · 4 months

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Merry Christmas everyone- have some smut!

Idk where this came from, I think I was possessed by the spirit of the purple-haired lesbian. This is… quite explicit. It also became MUCH longer than expected so here’s an excerpt, the rest is on AO3. Hope you enjoy!

Then Imogen’s tongue is on her, rough and warm and wet, and all coherent thought is gone from Laudna’s mind in an instant. Imogen starts at the base of her spine, tongue wide and flat as she traces firmly up, up past her core, mapping over the vertebrae that protrude there, and Laudna can’t help but arch her back into the touch. Imogen continues up, leaving a trail of searing heat against the cold expanse of Laudna’s skin, and as she reaches the base of her neck, Laudna can’t suppress the feral moan that tears out of her throat.

Imogen stops. She withdraws her tongue and the effect is immediate; Laudna cranes her neck back almost involuntarily with a frown, desperate to keep up the contact as a petulant whine escapes her lips.

“Shh, Laudna,” she chides. Gently, oh, so gently. “We’re bein’ quiet, remember, hun?” Laudna nods frantically, desperately trying to focus on her breathing, to regain her composure as she draws breath in, out, in, out, but it’s so hard to concentrate when Imogen’s lips are ghosting against the nape of her neck. She clenches her fingers to stop herself releasing another cry, her nails digging into her thighs with the effort.

Immediately, Imogen’s hands are on top of hers, smoothing down Laudna’s curled claws, cradling her from behind. Gentle, soothing - but oh , so firm, too.

“Don’t hurt yourself, sweetheart.” A deep kiss is pressed to the base of Laudna’s neck, and Imogen curls her arms protectively around Laudna for a moment as her legs bracket her from behind on either side. With them both in a kneeling position like this, Imogen forms a protective embrace around Laudna's porcelain frame.

“I know you’ve got the control for this, don’t you, sweetheart?”

Yes. For Imogen, yes, she does, she can - she nods and focuses on flattening her palms. Imogen’s fingers brush gently over Laudna’s knuckles, and when she retracts them, the faintest trace of fingernails scrape against Laudna’s thighs. This time, Laudna manages to suppress the whine.

Imogen’s touch is maddening. Laudna can feel her pulse pounding in her ears, and her skin is incandescent where Imogen caresses her. How the sorcerer can touch her with such care, and control, is beyond Laudna: Imogen is so deliberate and sure in her movements, tracing fascinating patterns across Laudna’s skin and marvelling at the flush her touch brings to the surface. Meanwhile Laudna trembles and shakes, so wound up that her body follows its own instincts. She squirms her legs together, desperate for some friction, any relief she can find.

Imogen freezes again.

“I didn’t say you could do that, did I?” Her voice is soft, but a threatening edge creeps in that makes ichor pool all the more between Laudna’s legs. She has never been this turned on, never in life or unlife or however she exists now, and she doesn’t know how she can bear it. Her shoulders quake as they contract inwards, another pathetic whine escaping her lips.

#critical role #imodna #imogen temult #laudna #imodna fic #cr campaign three #c3e79 #feywild #communication challenge #blindfolds #honestly this is the filthiest thing I’ve ever written I think #waaaayyy out of my comfort zone so please let me know what you think!

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link-sans-specs · 7 months

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You're making me feel a little weird.

GMM2451

Can You Smell With Your Tongue?

#gmm #gmm 2451 #link neal #link avec specs #ocean blues #closeup cam #SO GOOD #these glasses somehow let light in so well #his eyes are breathtaking #my goodness #look at him #so pretty and silly and sexy and goofy and...#sigh 🥰#the prettiest boy #blindfolds #my edit

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sunshiline-writes · 8 months

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Drabble: A Glass Meal

Cw: MOUTH GORE (apparently it’s a theme with me), Blood, choking on blood, sadistic Whumper, starvation, blindfold, I think that’s it but extra warning for MOUTH GORE

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Gnawing hunger made whumpee ache. An ache that settled deep in their bones. Spread through their body. They’d been stuck in the cellar for days. Time moved so slowly in the darkness. They had no idea how long it had been. But they had been drinking droplets of water from the leaky pipe.

They couldn’t see a thing, the blindfold still wrapped tightly around their head. Pressing into their eyes. They couldn’t even try to take it off if they wanted too. With their hands cuffed to the pipe awkwardly behind them. Whumpee whimpered. They had given up calling out for someone to come get them. But someone had to come right? Right?

Whumpee heard the creaking of the cellar door and the wooden steps. “Please.. please..” they immediately begged. “I’m so hungry.”

“Shut up. I brought you something to eat..” came the voice, standing right in front of them now. Whumpee could smell it. The smell of chicken flooded their senses and their mouth filled with saliva. They were so hungry, their stomach cramped painfully and they brought their legs to their stomach. Trying to quell the pain.

“Please..” they whispered again. “I can’t take it anymore..”

A hand smoothed over whumpees hair, then moved to ensure the blindfold was tight. “I know. Open your mouth.”

Whumpee opened their mouth immediately. Almost drooling at the promise of something.. something to eat. They wanted to beg again. But they were afraid that if they closed their mouth Whumper wouldn’t feed them. They flinched when something cold and smooth was placed on their tongue and Whumper tapped their chin to signal for them to close their mouth.

“Chew.”

Whumpee moved the mystery object in their mouth and it clacked against their teeth. Glass.. Whumper had placed a piece of glass in their mouth. Shaking their head they moved to spit out the glass. Whumper moved quickly, slamming a hand over their mouth, shoving them backward.

“No no.. this is a gift. Fúcking chew.”

Whumpee had tears streaming down their face. Shaking their head. Whumper growled and slammed Whumpees head against the wall, causing Whumpee to cut their tongue on the glass. Blood filled their mouth and they choked on it. Sobbing through Whumpers hand.

“I won’t tell you again. Fucking chew.”

Whumpee sobbed and moved the glass to the side of their mouth. They felt the glass crack under their teeth. At the sound, Whumper made a hum of approval. They didn’t remove the hand from over their mouth though.

As they chewed, blood filled their mouth. Pain was in every crevice, as was glass. They chewed slowly, whimpering at every crack of glass under their teeth. Every movement of their tongue, made the glass cut deeper, it was everywhere. Under their molars, in their gums, under their tongue, in their pallet. Their mouth was filled with blood and they choked on blood and glass.

When Whumper was satisfied they released their hand from over their mouth. “You can spit it out now..” there was a cruel lilt to their words as Whumpee threw themselves foward, letting their mouth fall open. Blood and glass dripped slowly. They coughed and tried to spit. Every movement made their mouth light up with pain. Glass cut up their mouth even more as they spit and coughed. It was never going to all come out. It cut their dry, cracked lips and dripped on their chin.

“Here..” Whumper said, putting a cup to their lips. “Water, rinse,” was all they said as tilted it, making Whumpee fill their mouth rinse, and spit out more blood and glass. It all tasted metallic. Whumper allowed Whumpee to rinse their mouth a few more times. “There is food to your left… chicken and rice.. if you can chew it after that little snack.” Whumper said with a cruel laugh.

Whumpee didn’t even hear them leave over their own choked sobs.

They still tasted blood.

#whumpblr #whump #sunshine writes whump #sunshine drabbles #mouth gore #blood #starvation #choking #blindfolds #sadistic whumper

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certkidwhocantdomath · 2 months

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Back from Beyond: Johnny Cage's Return

Additional tags: Blind Character, Blindfolds, Referenced Character Injury, Referenced Character Death, Healing, Resurrection, Johnny Cage-centric, OP Johnny Cage(I mean- he defeated a fallen elder god and destroyed a cityscape!)

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Johnny had woken up alone and warm.

Alone?

Warm?

Sure, Bi-Han was an early riser but they usually get up together so they can walk around the academy, enjoy the sun rise and talk to eachother.

And warm? Bi-Han was practically a human air conditioner so he kept the bed nice and cold.

He heard a quiet gasp come from his right.

"Oh, oh dear. You've woken up quite early.." Said a shy, quiet and feminine voice.

It was a voice he did not recognize.

"Where am I?"

"Oh uh... You are in the infirmary."

"Infirmary of?"

"Of the Order of Light.."

Order of Light? He heard Ashrah mention that clan before.. It was the one she joined after she left the Brotherhood of Shadow.

"Who are you?" Johnny asked the girl.

"Meditrina.."

"Okay, Meditrina, can you tell what happened and why I'm here?"

"Well my boss, Raphael, found you while she was out for a walk. You were grievously injuries so we struggled to get you back alive."

Johnny stayed silent.

"It was at that point we drew several sigils around your body to keep the healing magic stable."

"Trina, who are you talking to?" Another voice, feminine but deeper than Meditrina's.

"I.. Uhm... Mr. Cage meet my boss, Raphael." She quietly introduced.

"You are up quite early, Mr. Cage."

"Yeah, I guess.."

"I may have a spell that can restore your eye sight. To an extent."

"To an extent?"

"Yes. You will be able to see that outline of something of something but you will not be able to see color as everything else will be pitch black."

"Hey, outlines is better than seeing nothing."

"Very well then. Lay down."

Johnny lies back down on the bed.

Meditrina held his hair back as Raphael started drawing a sigil with ash. She mumble a quick chant and the sigil glowed gold before turning black and is tattooed to his forehead.

Now, Johnny saw a lot.

He finally saw what Raphael and Meditrina looked like.

Raphael has tight twin Dutch braids and is wearing something both an adventurer and healer would. She stood poised with confidence, arms crossed.

Meditrina has a loose French braid and is wearing something mainly a healer would. She stood slouched with shyness, arms wrapped around a pieces of paper that are clutched to her chest.

Johnny sat up and noticed something. His blindfold is gone, the one Kenshi wrapped so tenderly and so gently around his head.

"My blindfold, where is it?"

"Ah, it was ripped in your battle"

"Battle? What battle?"

"You.. Do not remember?"

"Uh, no. What battle?"

"Oh! Uhh, I sewed a purple blindfold for you as a replacement! Let me go get it!" Meditrina changed the subject and scurried off to an ornate box.

There she pulled a, assumingly, purple blindfold with a dragon scale design.

"It's purple with a black dragon scale design, by the way." Meditrina explained as she walked back to him and gently tied the blindfold over his scarred sockets.

"Good? Not that tight?"

"Nope, all good."

Johnny attempted to get up but his back hurt like hell. He groaned and was eventually helped by the ladies.

"Ugh.. Damn, my body hurts like hell. I feel like an old man with full gray hair..."

"Probably because you do...." Meditrina mumble under her breath.

"What?"

"Uhhh..."

"Mr. Cage, most of your hair has turned gray. Most likely from your incident." Raphael answered for her assistant.

"What incident?"

"Nevermind..

"I will admit, Mr. Cage, you look quite dashing with gray hair." Meditrina admitted.

"I have sent for our best chiropractor. He will help with the ache in your bones." Raphael butted in.

"Okay, thanks."

The ladies eventually left and a few minutes later the outline of a man made itself known.

"Good morning, Mr. Cage. I am Galen."

(Pronunciation: Gay-len)

"Good morning, it's nice to meet you, Galen."

"Likewise, Mr. Cage. Ms. Raphael and Lady Meditrina said you are feeling sore, so they sent for me."

"Yeah, my bones have been hurting for quite a while now."

"I can help with that. Please lay down on your stomach."

Johnny does as he is told and he feels a satin cloth drape over his legs and ass.

Galen started off with simple massages, adding several times of ointments and amenities to skins. Then he started cracking the knots in bones away.

After, Johnny felt anew.

"Wow, I feel like refreshed. Thank you, Galen."

"No problem, Mr. Cage." Just as Galen was about to walk out, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to him.

"Ah! Ms. Raphael said that you may go to the library if you wish. It is the next room to the next"

"Okay. Thanks for telling me."

Galen nodded and walked out.

Johnny stretched once more and cracked his knuckles. The star just then noticed he was wearing just shorts.

He looked at his legs and he saw more sigils. And scars.

How'd he get those?

Johnny shook his head and looked around. He saw a pair of black casual baggy drawstring boho pants. He grabbed it and put it on, it fit him perfectly.

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Johnny walked to the library and entered and then he realized another thing. What the fuck is he gonna do here?

Outworld doesn't have the Titanic or Twilight. Not even Green Eggs and Ham!

So Johnny simply looked around the shelves, hoping to find something interesting.

And so he.

THE KARLATUN CLAN: DEFENDERS GREEK AND SCANDINAVIA

That's promising.

The cover was of a woman in a toga with long hair, wings, a bow and arrow with the quiver on her back. The woman was seemingly flying in the clouds

Johnny pulled out the generally small book and opened to the first page.

ORIGINS OF THE KARLATUN

The Karlatun initially started off as a small village in Greece, located in the outskirts of Edenia. Though poor in money, they were rich in luck; they have been loyally devoted to their goddess, Bia, for several years through their devotion came fortune.

When they asked rain for their crops, Bia gave rain, when they asked for warmth in the cold hard winter, Bia gave them warmth. They had a large shrine built just for her in the middle of their small village, the statue smelt of incense and different types of grasses, roots, cereal grains, fruits, cheese, oils, honeys and milk surrounded it.

Unknowingly to Johnny, as he continued reading, two magical objects incased in strong glass was shaking and glowing purple.

CREATION OF THE KARLATUN

The tyrant king of Edenia, KING ARGUS, heard about this and he grew envious. "How could such a small village with no gold or jewels be so blessed?!" Argus thought. Having had enough of this blasphemy, King Argus sent his army to kill the villagers, destroy the village and their statue. Zeus, the god the Edenians were loyal to, heard of this and told his loyal companion, Bia. She was not happy.

Bia went down to Edenia herself and spoke to her loyal devotees by possessing the very statue they created. Argus had planned to attack them at their weakest, as the Karlatun were having a supper.

As she possessed the statue, the eyes glowed white. "My children. The King of Edenia plans to eradicate you all. Hide your children and elder hide them within the farthest cave you can find, for they cannot know what shall happen". The Karlatun were afraid but they listened their goddess' instructions. They hid their children and elders within a cave returned to the village.

The magical objects were now shaking violently and glowing brighter.

BLESSING OF THE KARLATUN

As the rest of villagers returned they got their knees and bowed before Bia. "O great goddess of force, what shall we do to protect our village?" A villager asked.

Bia took some bread, blessed it and said; "take it, for this my body which is given to you." Bia said as she watched her loyal devotees take apart the bread and share it among themselves.

Bia took glass of wine, blessed it and said; "this is my blood, it is poured out as a sacrifice to forgive the sins of many." Bia said she watched her loyal soldiers take one small sip each to give to the next.

She watched as the eyes of her loyal warriors glowed different colors. Though different colors, every color represented battle and courage.

They heard the sounds of footsteps and horses galloping hearing them but the villagers stood tall as the color their eyes glow now covered their body.

As King Argus' army arrived at the village, several beats went by the soldiers silently stared down at the villagers, underestimating them because they are outnumbered. Then a green orb hit the captain straight in the chest, sending him back several miles. Everyone looked in pure shock as they saw a woman in fighting stance, clearly having sent the orb. The villagers knew this woman as Adira Karlatun.

Then, brutal battle was fought. Many were lost but the casualties to the Karlatun was minimal thanks to Adira's leadership, the true damage was caused on the army. But the damage to their homes, was too much.

The surviving villagers returned to the cave and led their people to a safe haven where they can live in peace, unbothered by the tyranny of King Argus.

The magical objects shook aggressively and glowed even brighter

HOME OF THE KARLATUN

The Karlatun sought refuge in the very edge of Greece, near the Mediterranean Sea.

There, they built yet another shrine for Bia. Now, every year Bia would bless a child when they are the right age and after they are blessed, they trained how to use their new found powers to protect their god and their home.

They lived there for centuries now going by the name "Karlatun Clan" after the woman who started the battle in village meaning "free man" and settlement". And over the centuries, they have made several alliances with other clans in Earthrealm- the Taira Clan of Japan being their most prominent ally.

But... Everything went awry when King Argus' great-grest grandson, Daegon, found them once more and sought revenge.

The magical objects shook and the glass started to crack.

DESTRUCTION OF THE KARLATUN

Emperor Daegon ambushed them and managed to destroy the statue of Bia.

Many of the Karlatun were killed, mainly children and elders, but many still managed to escape Daegon's wrath. They scattered all over Earthrealm; some escaped for America and some for the Czech Republic.

THE END

(Damn, would anyone believe me if I said all that came from the top off my head?)

"Wha- that's it? Where's the rest of it?" Johnny asked as he tried looking for the rest.

That when Johnny finally noticed. The magical artifacts.

The sound of glass breaking echoed through the library. Then two flying... Somethings.. Went straight to Johnny, nearly hitting him if he hadn't dodged.

Then the objects stopped and Johnny got a clearer view of whatever the hell it is.

It was a pair of brass knuckles.

(Pretend the blue is purple)

"What the..."

"Johnny Cage," he heard something call out, "son of Karlatun, descendant of Scandinavia and Greece. You have done well for this timeline's Lord. You are worthy of my blessing."

Then, everything burned.

It felt like he was being cooked from the inside.

"AGH!" Johnny groaned and clutched his chest, suddenly memories started flashing.

Pain in his chest.

Killing a good portion of Shao's army.

Fighting Reiko and winning.

General Shao stabbing him again and snapping his neck.

Now Johnny knew.

Raphael said he had gray hair was because of an 'incident'. That 'incident' being his fucking death. His hair turned gray because it lacked melanin.

Then the brass knuckles floated closer to him, closer to his hands. And when he removed his hands from the floor, the brass knuckles inserted itself into his fingers.

Johnny felt... Powerful, renewed.

"Finally, you realize your true potential." He turned to the library's entrance and the outline of Raphael.

"When I saw you fight. I knew who you are. What you are."

"Why resurrect me?"

"Because you are too powerful to let die. Come, my sister is waiting for you. She will be the one to monitor your training."

As they walked to the exit of the temple, Meditrina had given him a black tank top to cover his scars.

"Ah, Mr. Cage! It is quite an honor to meet you."

"Like wise, Miss?..."

"Alala."

"Ms. Alala."

"Please, call me Alala. After all, we will be spending quite some time together."

"If you say so."

"Has my sister told about your situation?"

"I guess. I just found out I'm a defendant of the Karlatun Clan and Raphael said you would be training me."

"Yes, that is correct." Alala created a portal using a magic symbol. "Come along now, we have a lot to fulfill!"

#blind character #blindfolds #johnny cage #background coldstar

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