#its an honor to have that much control over her and to have her trust me that much

[lavenderedhoney]

Sometimes a bitch just wants someone to make all the decisions for them, y'know? You just need to put everything down and let someone else carry it for you, let someone just fucking destroy you. And last night that's what she needed. She went and got the riding crop from the closet, gave it to me, and laid in my arms on the bed while I spanked her with it for a long time. Just shook and hid her face in my neck and moaned and yelped for me like a good girl until she couldn't take it anymore and asked for a break.

After I'd held her for a while I asked her if she wanted to wear her collar and god, she needed it. She said yes so desperately. I made her go get it for me and when she came back she got on her knees without my even asking so I could put it on her. God, she was so gone, she wanted so badly to do whatever I told her to, to be my good girl, to let me use her however I wanted. So I fisted my hand in the hair at the nape of her neck while she was kneeling there for me and I teased her mouth with my tongue and then I made her count five hard slaps to the face. She started tearing up after I got to three and burst into tears after five and I held her and let her cry and praised her for doing such a good job for me. It was the first time I've ever broken her like that - for whatever reason usually I'm the one who cries while we have sex, and usually it's because she's said something so sweet that I can't do anything but sob. Neither of us had ever cried just from just the intensity of the sex before, although I've gotten close.

I wrapped her up in my arms because we both needed it and kissed her cheek better and got her on the bed so I could cradle her to me and let her recover till she needed me again. Till she was climbing on top to kiss me soft and needy and so sweet. God, she's so sweet when she gets like that. I slipped my pointer finger into her mouth and then my ring finger and stroked her tongue till her cock was straining against me and she was so drooly that spit was running all the way down my wrist and onto my face and the pillow under my head. Ordered her to put her dick in me and asked her what she was. She shyly said, "your good girl" (true, but not what I wanted). I prompted her again and she said, "your pretty girl" (also true). Again: "your princess" (also true, but still not the answer I was looking for).

The fourth time she choked out, "your breeding cock," which was closer to what I wanted, and then finally, on try number 5, I got her to call herself my breeding bitch. I told her that was exactly right, that that's why she was wearing a collar for me, which made her hips stutter, and that a good bitch needs a collar. She was fake-mad at me for it later which was very funny because all she could say at the time was "yes, yes, yes." 😌

I informed her that she was a bad girl for not having gotten me pregnant yet which made her eyes absolutely huge and she sped up and came in me pretty fast after that.

(DNI if you: are a cishet man, are under 18, do not have your age on your blog, or post ageplay or rape fantasies on your blog)

#i am almost never a mean domme but she really needed it #and i liked it tbh. i couldnt do that every day; it would be too much for me; but i can and will do it again #its an honor to have that much control over her and to have her trust me that much #i really love her #text #baby 💖 #lesbian nsft #sapphic nsft #wlw nsft #nblw nsft #trans nsft #t4t nsft

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

#hlep #original #mental health #my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need. #the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it #i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support #and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist. #the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28! #a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents. #they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of #huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the #longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong. #and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives. #you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead? #or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of. #no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow. #i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel #i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong. #just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop

[one-idea]

Is there anything out there yet about a Nika worshiping cult trying to capture Luffy. Because there should be.

Maybe the crew comes a cross an island and the people are way to friendly. It’s giving Zoro flashbacks of Wiskey Peaks and he’s already starting to warn the crew not to trust these people.

But they’re so nice. Offering the crew food (Luffy’s sold)

and taking about a treasure hidden on the island (Nami’s all in as soon as money is brought up)

There are beautiful women who are more then excited to watch Sanji cook (Sanji’s suspicion is gone instantly)

Usopp’s with Zoro, always be cautious. But then they start complimenting the Sunny and Franky is proud to tell them about his baby and Usopp gets roped into talking about his inventions and then people are complimenting him(“come on Zoro-bro lighten up.”)

Brook is entertaining while Sanji cooks, both wrapped up in the tasks and the women around them.

Chopper’s been distracted by all the people complimenting him

The only people still on guard are Robin, Jinbei, and Zoro (no matter how much sake they put in front of him he’s not going to drop his guard. Not when the people seem really focused on his captain.

Robin is indulging the crowd but her eyes are sharp waiting for the Betrayal to come. It’s how she survived for so long and she’s not losing her crew.

Jinbei’s been around for a while and while he starts to drop his guard. (His captain and crew seem content to enjoy themselves, relaxing might not hurt) he hears some whispering of Nika in the crowd. He can’t pin down who is talking or what is being said but he’s not letting his guard drop until he knows their intensions.

Zoro is staying pretty close to Luffy as he watches over the rest of the crew. One of the villagers hands Luffy a drink and he downs it without thinking. And then he starts choking.

His hand goes up to his throat and he can’t breath. There’s no air making its way in. Zoro’s attention is immediately on his captain. Holding him up and trying to figure out what is wrong. The crowd starts to push in towards them and Zoro is quick to draw Wado Ichimonji holding Luffy close with his other hand and calling for the crew.

He can’t draw Sandai Kitetsu yet, she’s screaming for blood and he is to but he can’t give in to that impulse until Luffy is safe with another crew mate and they know what’s going on. It’s the same reason he doesn’t draw Enma who calling for the death of anyone threatening their king. Wado Ichimonji is protective of Luffy, loyal as Zoro and while she also wants to kill anyone who harms their captain she’ll wait until Luffy is out of harms way before demanding blood

The crew quickly gets between the crowd and their captain. Chopper quickly realizing the Luffy’s been poisoned.

Robin demands the antidote, already holding several of the leaders with her devil fruit ability. But the leaders laugh and tell them that there isn’t one. Why would they give him something with an antidote when they were trying to free Nika.

The crew starts to spiral at the first part, there has to be a cure! But then the second phrase registers. What do they mean free Nika?

Jinbei asks, more demands an answer. He can hear Luffy’s struggling gasps getting weaker and weaker and the whole crew is ready to burn the island down if they stop.

The leader smiles and goes on a tangent about how they have waited for Nika and they know he resides with in their captain. And that their prophecy says that to free Nika they need to kill his host.

Right now Nika is suppressed by his hosts consciousness but if the host life is put in danger, if he is about to die Nika will come forward and keep the body alive. They want to bring Nika forward. If they wounded Luffy then Nika would only stay in command until the wound healed. But an incurable poison. Nika will be in control for the rest of time. The sun god will return. And all it will cost is the life of their captain. They should be honored that they get to witness this glorious moment.

The strawhats are losing their minds. They can’t be serious. That’s not how devil fruits work. If they don’t give them the antidote right now they will all die!

Jinbei cuts through all the yelling and tells them they are wrong. He’s seen Luffy at deaths door before and Nika didn’t awaken.

But just as he finishes his sentence. Luffy’s body spasms and he goes rigid before his body goes lax and he fall deathly still. Zoro still has a hold of him and has to witness/feel the whole event as he called out “Luffy!” Alerting the rest of the crew.

For a moment everything is still. Then Luffy’s eyes snap back open but they are a different color. His hair turns stark white, his clothing changes as well. But it’s not like Wano. There is no laughter, no Joy. And isn’t it haunting to look at joyless Joyboy.

He rise up out of Zoro’s hold. He barly looks at his crew and when he does there is no warmth in his eyes.

This is a god that is furious at his host just being taken from him.

This is my base idea. From here I think I would have the crew go on a quest to find a cure for Luffy.

All the while Nika is standing there in Luffy’s place once they leave the island Nika is back to being Joyfull but it’s different from Luffy. They have to stop the god from running off (how do you contain freedom?) he’s laughing and bouncing around but he’s not Luffy. He knows all of them because Luffy thinks of them none stop but it’s that second degree of knowing someone, like meeting a friend of a friend. All of the warmth and love Luffy shows his crew is missing because Nika isn’t Luffy.

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #straw hat pirates #roronoa zoro #one piece zolu #zolu #nami #usopp #one piece brook #Jinbei #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #sanji #nico robin #one piece franky #tony tony chopper #sun god nika #Nika cult au

[lovelybrooke]

Yandere Strawhats x Reader

A/N: It's pretty obvious that I'm currently hyperfixating, and I really wanted to write this. These headcanons will only involve Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Chopper, Sanji, and Robin since I'm not caught up on the anime yet. I promise that once I am, I will write an updated version. It's also your choice on whether or not the relationships are platonic or romantic (except for Chopper, he's definatley platonic). Likes and reblogs are appreciated. Enjoy!

You knew you were in a for a wild ride when some goofy boy basically demanded you to join his rag tag group of pirates, but you never expected it to be this bad.

You barely have time alone once you join the Strawhat crew. Whether its Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper demanding you to play and joke around with them, Sanji wanting you to help him cook, Zoro wanting to train with you, or Robin and Nami wanting to read with you, alone time is a thing of the past.

Everyone is extremely overprotective of you. No matter how much train or how strong you are, they are always going to prioritize your safety above all else. Any time a fight is brewing, one of them is there to pull you away. You could be there, beating your opponent's ass, and they will still take you away from battle and finish what you started.

Obviously, you are very annoyed with this, since you spend so much time training with Zoro, only to never actually use what you learned. You've tried talking to Luffy about it, but it never goes anywhere. All he does is tell you not to worry and that it's their job to protect you.

Speaking of Luffy, it's well known that he's protective of his crewmates, willing to fight for any of them, however if it comes to you, it's like his protectiveness is 10 times more. Where you go, he goes, and vice versa. He's constantly watching you, even when on the safety of the Going Merry. Even when you're with the others, Luffy is still attached to your hip. You could be reading with Robin and he's hovering over your shoulder, constantly asking questions about what you're reading.

If you somehow not with Luffy, you're with one of the others. You spend a lot of Zoro either napping or training, both of which he considers bonding time. Alone, Zoro is pretty quiet, so you usually go to him when you want to do something that requires peace and quiet. If you're working on something that doesn't require his help, he will most likely fall asleep, but don't be fooled. He will definitely tell if someone else tries to take you away from him.

Nami is like your big sister, and you spend a lot of your time complaining about the others to her. She's proud that you trust her enough to tell her anything, but she's definitely telling the others anything noteworthy that you tell her. She likes to shop with you, and you're one of the few people she will spend her money on

You are Sanji's favorite person. He cares about you above all else, and whenever anything goes wrong, he always worrying about you. He's constantly giving you compliments, praising you about everything you do, even if it's something stupid, which most of the time it is. He takes any insult to you personally and will defend your honor with your life. He doesn't like it when his time with you is interrupted and will go as far as bribing the others with food to get more time alone with you. He likes to spend time cooking with you, since it's one of his favorite activities, and will constantly be cooking your favorite meals.

Usopp deep down is afraid that you will view him as a coward, so even though he doesn't like it, he is constantly lying about his abilities to you, even though most of the time you see right through him. He's actually fine with other people spending time with you while you're with him. Will he very much cares for you, he doesn't view you as an object to own and control, and he just wants you to be happy. Because of this, he is often the one who bails you out when you're tired with the others however he will team up with Luffy and Chopper when he wants to hang out with you.

Chopper knows he's cute and will use it to get you to spend time with him. Chopper loves that you don't view him as a monster, but also wishes he could protect you like the others. He constantly worried about you getting hurt, and constantly does routine checkups on you to make sure you aren't sick. Whenever there's a big battle you are the first-person on Chopper's mind, and even if you had no involvement with the fight, he is checking you over, making sure there is nothing at all wrong with you. Since you don't get involved in battles often, he teaches you a lot about medicine, viewing you as sort of an apprentice. He likes to infodump on you and appreciates having someone who listens. He knows he isn't as the others, so will often spend time with you when Luffy or Usopp is with you, even if he doesn't like sharing.

Robin wants to know everything about you, even down to the small minute details. She asks a lot of questions and expects you to give very detailed answers. Like Nami, she uses the fact that you trust he so much to her advantage and isn't afraid to use what you tell her against you. Unlike the others who like to horde information about you to their self, she will go straight to Luffy is she gets even a whiff that you planning to escape or leave the crew in any way. She isn't all that bad though, she won't spill all your secrets, choosing to keep some to herself just in case. In terms of hanging out, she likes to read with you. You've developed a book club with her and will buy books from the island you visit and share them with each other. It's one of the few things you look forward to. The others have tried to join, but Robin always refuses.

Most of the time, the Strawhats get along well, rationing out time together and working hand in hand to protect you. Sometimes you question why you even joined the Strawhats when you don't really do anything, but whenever you see Luffy come back from a fight, blood all over his face and a faraway look in his eyes, and he comes straight to you, asking for a hug, you understand.

There's been a few times when you were somehow hurt in battle, and in some ways it's more terrifying than death. All the Strawhats are willing to put their lives on the line for you and waste no time in eradicating anyone who lays even a finger on you.

Leaving the crew isn't an option. You have the world's most dangerous pirates obsessing over you, there's no chance of escaping. Even if you give a good reason, it's in one ear and out the other for Luffy. He just ignores you when you beg to leave and tells you that you're a Strawhat, and Strawhat's stay together.

#yandere #yandere one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x you #gender nuetral reader #straw hats x reader #one piece strawhats #monkey d. luffy #monkey d. luffy x reader #roranoa zoro #zoro x reader #nami one piece #nami x reader #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #tony tony chopper #captain usopp #usopp x reader #nico robin #nico robin x reader #Yandere strawhats #yandere x reader #soft yandere #anime fanfic

[asylummint]

Hihi<3 May I request poly Shadowheart/Lae'zel/Tav hcs? Thank youuu<3

hello!!! absolutely!!! i love the women in bg3!

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Shadowheart:

Shadowheart is wise beyond her years, possessing a deep understanding of the world and its complexities. She is perceptive and empathetic, able to sense and understand the emotions of those around her.

Despite her empathetic nature, Shadowheart can be mysterious and reserved, often keeping her true thoughts and feelings hidden beneath a calm and composed exterior. She values her privacy and independence, but she also yearns for connection and intimacy with those she trusts.

Shadowheart is deeply spiritual and devoted to her faith, finding solace and strength in her beliefs. She is guided by a strong sense of duty and honor, committed to serving her deity and fighting against evil forces.

Beneath her stoic facade lies a vulnerability and insecurity that she often struggles to acknowledge. In the safety of her relationship with Lae'zel and Tav, Shadowheart learns to embrace her vulnerabilities and share her innermost thoughts and feelings without fear of judgment.

Shadowheart is fiercely loyal and protective of her loved ones, willing to go to great lengths to ensure their safety and well-being. She offers unwavering support and encouragement to Lae'zel and Tav, standing by their side through thick and thin.

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel is a fierce warrior, known for her strength and determination in battle. She is fearless and unwavering in the face of danger, always willing to fight for what she believes in.

Lae'zel is proud and independent, refusing to bow to anyone or anything that threatens her autonomy. She values her freedom above all else and resents any attempt to control or manipulate her.

Despite her rough exterior, Lae'zel is honorable and loyal to those she considers allies. She values integrity and loyalty, and she expects the same from others.

Beneath her tough exterior lies a vulnerability and insecurity that she often struggles to acknowledge. In the safety of her relationship with Shadowheart and Tav, Lae'zel learns to embrace her vulnerabilities and express her true feelings without fear of judgment.

Lae'zel is fiercely passionate and protective of her loved ones, willing to do whatever it takes to keep them safe. She is deeply devoted to Shadowheart and Tav, willing to lay down her life for them if necessary.

Tav:

Tav is charismatic and charming, able to win over even the most skeptical of individuals with their wit and charm. They possess a natural magnetism that draws others to them, making them a natural leader and diplomat.

Tav is adventurous and curious, always eager to explore new places and discover new things. They have a thirst for knowledge and a love of adventure that drives them to seek out new experiences and challenges.

Tav is empathetic and understanding, able to empathize with the thoughts and feelings of those around them. They are compassionate and caring, always willing to lend a listening ear or a helping hand to those in need.

Tav has a playful and spontaneous nature, often injecting humor and levity into even the most dire of situations. They have a mischievous streak that adds an element of excitement and unpredictability to their relationship with Shadowheart and Lae'zel's.

Tav is supportive and nurturing, always looking out for the well-being of their partners. They offer unwavering encouragement and support to Shadowheart and Lae'zel, helping them navigate the challenges of their respective journeys and grow as individuals.

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I hope you like it!!! Thank you so much for requesting!!

#lae'zel x reader #lae’zel x reader #lae'zel #laezel #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #shadowheart #tav #shadowheart x reader #shadowheart x tav #shadowheart x lae’zel #lae'zel x tav #lae'zel x shadowheart #tav x shadowheart

[instarsandcrime]

Angels (Don't) Make Mistakes

Well, @fetishy-ivy and I collectively enjoyed the idea of Lucifer losing control of his powers if his rapid fits were bad enough and, after several hours of trying not to write it I broke. Sooo...here ya go! Some allergy!Lucifer when he and Lilith were still meeting in Eden :)

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Despite her better judgment, Lilith was not one to question her sanity. Because Adam was, politely speaking, a fucking nightmare to be around. Which is why– only on occasion, thank you very much– she would call upon her guardian seraphim for company. She couldn't help it. He was just more…personable. So she continued to sit in the soft embrace of an overgrown flower field, lithe fingers intertwined in prayer. “Saint Lucifer? If you’re listening, I need your guidance.” 

So she waited. And waited. Waited for a brush of divine wings on the wind. Only left with the chirping crickets, and the stroke of a snake’s tail against her bare leg. Slithering its way up her arm, Lilith held its iridescent scales to the moonlight. “Tell me– have you seen my friend, little one? I admit, I’ve become rather lonely in his absence.”

“Lonely? Oh nonono Miss, we can't have that! This so-called friend of yours must really be slacking on the job to leave you in such a state.” The snake replied with an annoyed flick of the forked tongue.

“...Lucifer?” She gaped, studying its chubby cheeks and scarlet eyes. At the very mention of the name he leapt off his perch– glowing, stretching, and finally snapping back to the usual angelic form. Robed in white, he tucked his six wings and adjusted his haloed top hat.

“In the flesh!” The seraphim chuckled, bowing with a dramatic flourish. “How may I be of assistance, child of the garden?”

“I suppose you can help me by sparing a moment of your time.” Lilith appealed, pushing herself upright. “I understand that my requests aren't always of vital importance. But despite all that, you’ve always taken such good care of me. So I would like to repay your kindness with something special. Something that reminds me of you.” Padding to a low-hanging willow, she parted the foliage to unveil a crown of daisies. A proud smile tugged at her lips when Lucifer immediately gushed, applauding wildly with sparkling eyes.

“And what a fine job you did! The care! The craftsmanship!” A pause. “Wh-what– what is it, exactly?”

“An offering. I wanted to show my appreciation for your services, protection, and…and companionship. All that you’ve done means more than you know. Trust me.” Lilith couldn’t help the light blush that dusted her cheeks as she gently lowered her present from its knotted hook.

“Oh.” Lucifer breathed, bashfully fiddling with the hem of his sleeve. “Well, I-I suppose I could use another halo! If you would do the honor of crowning me, of course.”

“My, how forward! Bending to a lowly human?” The mortal teased, watching her seraphim bow to one knee, hat pressed to his chest. 

“Wh– of course not! Don't be silly. You and Adam are just as special as anyone in Heaven. Father said so himself!”

“Oh? Then tell me glowing, benevolent being, what are you?” Lilith chuckled, gently settling the flower crown in its rightful place.

“Why, the great Saint Lucifer of course!” He hopped to his feet, preening at the precious daisies that blessed him. “Here to h–…h-hhhelp…hpsh’hhiew!” Ivory petals rained down from the sudden jolt. The seraphim blinked once. Twice. Then lifted a gloved finger to rub at his button nose.

“O-oh…goodness. Snff!” He chuckled nervously, “This is…d-definitely a new ehhh…ehhhxperience for…for me…Het’sshhhiew! ‘Chhhiew!”

“Sneezing?” Lilith bit her lip to keep from laughing as the ‘great Saint Lucifer’ stared back with helpless doe-eyes, completely clueless over something so small.

“Yes! Sneezing! That’s what it’s called! Let me tell you, I was fascinated when Adam did ihh…it– ittshh’iieww! But I– h-heh’hhitschh! I didn’t realize how fruhh– ‘Tshh! ‘Tchh! HET’Ch’hhieww! F-frustrating it iiihh– hhheh-hih-hhHIT’SHIEW! Snf! Ohhh…”

“You’re not sick, are you?” Thin brows furrowed, and a doting palm pressed against his forehead. Too close for comfort, Lucifer scrambled to pinch his nose, holding his breath for good measure. But it just made the tickle worse. How was that even possible? No matter how much he sneezed it never seemed to slow down and stop.

“Well, you don’t have a fever–”

“Hn’chnxt! ‘Chnxt! HTCH’nxhht!”

Lilith barely swallowed a yelp, attention snapping downward as a heavenly light pooled below. A bouquet of lavender tied itself into knots, petals reborn into a cloud of fireflies. The seraphim slapped a hand over his mouth, face glowing gold in the dark.

“I-I am so sorry! I don’t know what’s c-come ohhh-over mbe– h-heh! HT’SCHHIEWW! ‘ISHH! ‘ITSCHHH!”

Nearby another flash broke through the tall grass. A flock of ducks surfaced on a glassy pond, happily quacking away like they hadn’t just sprung to life two seconds ago. Biting the nail of her thumb, Lilith replayed the night’s events in her mind. She called his name, he responded in kind, he transformed from a snake, looking into her eyes with that goofy, lopsided smile– no, shit! Focus!

She shook her head to clear it. Lucifer gave his usual introduction, she thanked him for everything he’d done, she gave him the– …oh. Oh, for God’s sake. Lilith knelt to meet her friend’s watery gaze. “Lucifer?”

“Snff! I cad fix this! I– I c-cahh– can f-fihh- fiiihhhHHESCHH’IIEWW! ETCH’HHHIIEWW! ESH’HHIEWW!” 

“I’m afraid nature isn’t something you can fix. Not without ‘the proper paperwork.’” She mocked with a touch of angelic snobbery, plucking the daisy crown from his head. “And forgive me for being so crass. But Lucifer, my dear, you sound absolutely fucking miserable.”

“Please dohn’d– snff! throw away such a nice gift. Besides, it’s from you!” He gestured Lilith up and down like it was just so obvious that every little piece of art she made was a miracle beyond comprehension. “You make such wonderful creations. I’d hate to see another one go so soon.”

In return her expression softened, taking his hands in her own. “Don’t fret. Your passion for my happiness is more than enough. Even if there are some parts you can’t be near without having a fit.”

Lucifer groaned tiredly through breathless hitching. “Guhh-gonna be honest, I’d– I’d like the sdeezing to stobp nuhh– now– Heh’shhiieww…Het’shhhiieww!...Hep’tttschhiieeww!”

Another pop of magic, and with every sneeze his cherry red cheeks flashed a different color. With a sharp squeak Lucifer tugged his top hat over his face, finally relenting to his fate. “Fide, fide! You– snff! you win.”

“Of course I do! Humans are stubborn ones, aren’t they?” A giggle carried on the warm spring air. With a soft tug Lilith tilted the haloed brim to shelter the pair from prying eyes above the clouds, kissing a now gold-tinted nose. “But I would be more than honored to make you a new crown. One with beautiful, pearly snakeskin.”

Completely shell-shocked, Lucifer watched Lilith disappear into the forest border, daisies in hand. Savoring the pleasant tingle left behind, the tips of satin gloves hovered over the spot where warm lips touched. Another fascinating discovery to add to today's list. What was it called?

One small, stumbling step led to another, and soon enough he was pacing fervently through the wildflowers. The inventor began to think– and in a snap his mind was back in his workshop, tinkering with a promising new idea. 

“Maybe I should start offering my services without needing her prayer. Yes. Yes, that would be perfect! I could just pop in to say hello, check in to make sure everything’s going according to plan, and pop out! Occasionally. Wouldn’t want to get too close to our special little lady, right?”

The tall grass parted, and his eyes fell to a stray duck, casually observing from a distance. “It’s not like I’m making up some silly, nonsensical excuse to see her again, right?”

It tilted its head with a low, indifferent quack. 

“...Right.”

#snz #snz fic #ha//zb//in//ho//tel// #lu/ci/fer #li/li/th

[mrs--edge]

Hi Mrs Edge and Tom. I'm fairly new to your blog but my husband and I are in a similar relationship just for the past year or so. It started after he cheated on me and I didn't feel I could trust him anymore. Long story short he ultimately volunteered to be put in a chastity cage with me as the keyholder, which was very weird to me at first but turns out it was also sort of his fantasy.

Like you and Tom this isn't part of a larger "dom-sub" relationship or other kinks. And I honestly didn't want to do it at first. But it has evolved to an interesting point where I have a lot of control over him bc his cock is permanently (?) locked away and useless to him. Mostly he goes down on me and fingers me now which is how I like it. I do like him occasionally to use a fake cock on me.

At first he tried to treat this as kind of a fetish thing where he would get off on me teasing him etc but I basically just didn't go along with that.

My strategy was to just act like his cock being locked up was a normal and permanent thing. I almost never mention his cock at all, as if it isn't there. And that's honestly the biggest turn on for me. If I want sex his cock never enters the equation. It's just a question of, is he going to go down on me or is he going to strap on his cock? We both know that he won't be cumming. Its almost like he no longer has a cock.

Unlike Tom my hubby still occasionally asks to be unlocked but I always say no. I do it very casually, almost in passing, to make it clear it's out of the question. I make cleaning him a very sanitized, ritual thing that has nothing to do with sex. The cage comes off, he's thoroughly cleaned and then it goes back on. I don't acknowledge his cock as even a sexual organ at all.

I do think this has had a psychological impact on him. He definitely has lost some of his swagger. He doesn't show interest in other women now bc there's nothing he can do about it. If he ever tried to hit on a woman the ultimate result would be her finding out he's locked up.

He's extremely attentive to me now. Maybe it's partly because he cheated on me and broke my heart but I do believe it's at least partly bc he sees that as a way to eventually get unlocked and be inside me again. I honestly don't see that happening and I tell him that bluntly.

Wow. There is so much going on here. On one hand it does seem like you and your husband have a similar lifestyle as we do with your husband permanently locked and the focus being on you and your pleasure. On the other hand it's that you got there from a place of pain and heartbreak, and that you keep him locked as punishment, instead of mutual love and enjoyment.

I've had messages from men claiming that men should be locked up to prevent cheating but from what I can see it just makes them more focused on their dicks than ever. I'm a little surprised that you managed to go along with his fetish as a way to fix things between you, but I'm glad to hear that you have managed to turn this into something that (hopefully!) will bring you to a better place.

My husband has told me a few times that he sometimes fantasizes that I keep him locked because he was "a bad husband" in some way, but honestly I hate even thinking that way. I like to think about him as having made a commitment to honor and serve me out of love and loyalty... like a knight pledging to his Queen. The punishment fantasy turns me right off.

The other thing I see is that your husband may only be attentive because he is enduring his punishment (which is why he keeps asking to be unlocked). How will you know when he is being attentive because he has truly become devoted to you?

I hope that the both of you will consider some kind of counseling to learn how to better communicate with each other. I'm sure you're still in pain and I will pray that you are able to take this and build a stronger marriage from it all.

#chastity question

[simlit]

Chosen of the Sun | | forest // seventy-four

| @sani-sims | @maladi777

next / previous / beginning

EVE: Your Grace! KYRIE: Mm, I thought we were on a first name basis. EVE: laughs What a terrible time to joke. KYRIE: I think it’s the best time. What happened? EVE: You collapsed. I’d thought the curse had overcome you. KYRIE: No, at least, not yet. It was my fault, getting all worked up over… Indryr warned me it’d get worse before it got better. EVE: An admission like Taiyo’s would be hard for anyone to hear. Even without what you’d done for him figuring into the equation. He’s only just left now, I can go and fetch him— KYRIE: Don’t trouble yourself. If he wants to come in his own time, that’s for him to decide. EVE: I would rather you rest comfortably, but I feel it’d be wrong for me not tell you— HIGH PRIESTESS: Kyrie. KYRIE: Well, if it isn’t the other shoe. HIGH PRIESTESS: You told me you’d alert me as soon as he was conscious. That was our arrangement. EVE: He’s only just awoke. At least give him a moment to think, if not breathe. HIGH PRIESTESS: Yes, well, he is awake now. You’re free to leave. EVE: I’d rather stay to make certain he’s well— HIGH PRIESTESS: I can make certain myself, or will you not allow me a moment with my son? KYRIE: laughs Oh, stars above. The gods are full of jokes these days. If I’m alive at all, it’s because of Eve’s consideration and skill. You could do her the honor of showing at least a modicum of respect. HIGH PRIESTESS: I am endlessly grateful for your contributions, My Lady. Now, please. A moment. EVE: scoffs Very well. KYRIE: Is this the sort of behavior you would show to one of your precious Chosen? It’s incredible you can’t even fake civility in the face of this ceremony you profess to care so much about. HIGH PRIESTESS: Don’t patronize me, Kyrie. While you lay here like some negligent child. You asked me to trust you once again, and here we are. The sheer scope of your irresponsibility is truly astounding. KYRIE: Why should I have to live long enough to hear you lecture me a thousandth time? If I had one wish at all its that this curse would kill me quicker. HIGH PRIESTESS: Do not speak so recklessly. KYRIE: I’ll speak as I wish, if only because my voice is the one part of me you can’t control. HIGH PRIESTESS: And what will your sister say when she returns? KYRIE: Don’t threaten me with my own sister! For all you know, Alphanei is dead. And maybe you do know it, Gods be certain you’d never tell me the truth. There must be a reason she’s beyond my sight. And maybe I’m glad of it. If the last month has taught me anything, it’s that being Chosen of the Moon is nothing but a prison. If this is how you treated her all these years and I stood idly by, oblivious to what she endured, then I wish you would have neither of us. HIGH PRIESTESS: Your sickness has made you delusional. You’ve grown up inside these very walls. Tell me what have you wanted for? Nothing. I have done everything in my power to protect you both. To keep you safe— even from yourselves. But you have always been the troublesome one. Ever since you were a child. Caught in your own head, selfish and stubborn. HIGH PRIESTESS: Do you know how many mages I have sent north? How many elven knights have traveled out to retrieve Her Grace? Do you know how many have died in that pursuit? No, Kyrie. I spared you those details so you did not have to live with guilt of just how important you really are. KYRIE: As tools. But not as people. Regardless, now that too is on my conscience. We never asked for this role. We never had that choice. And because of this city’s insistence on a corrupt ritual, hundreds have been subjected to needless slaughter. If I could end it all by forfeit of my life, I would not wait a moment longer. HIGH PRIESTESS: Always a fool. I’ll send for the King’s clerics. And after you are cured of this, we will a find more suitable way to proceed. ASTER: Your Grace, heard you were awa— Oh. Am I interrupting something? KYRIE: Not at all. Mother was just leaving. HIGH PRIESTESS: Hmph.

#ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 story #ts4 bachelor challenge #chosen of the sun #oc: kyrie loren #cc: aster songleaf #cc: eve ravenclaw-silvermoon

[princess-of-the-corner]

Honestly outside of that wish fulfillment outline I did elsewhere, my idea season 6, involves the following:

1: Marinette & Felix & Kagami debating whether to tell Adrien the truth, Marinette is on the fence, Felix thinks it won't make him happy so bad idea & "I never hesitate Tsurugi" seems to keep wafling.

2: Kagami keeps finding what appear to be love letters from Felix lying around but we never know what they say or see her react to or comment on them.

3: Chloe comes back as a perpetual Akuma, breaking all the things and leaving ominous messages all over. Andre 'seems' to try to parent by donning a Miraculous so he can 'talk' to Chloe & its basically Tai Lung VS Shifu except more of a stomp fest.

Andre: I know... I'm at fault, we're at fault. Your mother and I rewarded cruelty and called it strength and punished kindness and called it weakness. I am sorry, I can have the banishment lifted, we can start over again and fix things.

4: Followed by Chloe letting out an unhinged cackle and revealing she is not naive enough to trust him anymore, not when he knows who Hawk Moth really was. Cue her revealing via Lila provided info that Gabriel was Hawk Moth, how he twisted her & Lila to make them useful assets. Chloe 'broke' while Lila became more terrifying & that Ladybug as well covered it up.

5: Lila abandons Chloe "No honor among thieves I guess" and Crimson Akuma descend on the city. Felix & Marinette go for Chloe only to get lightning struck by Kagami who steals the peacock & Horse. "I have broken the rose tinted glasses you forced on me Felix" she says, passing Doosoo off to a low key flabbergasted Chloe, Like she did provide those letters making Kagami question what Felix did with her Amok but she didn't expect this!

6: Chloe uses Voyage to force summon Lila and then she & Kagami bounce, while everyone stomps her. Adrien freaks out & runs off too, but the crimson Akuma aren't going away but multiplying on their own like Stonehearts did so soon it seems like Paris will be infested with nothing but monsters.

Note: Felix didn't do overt mind control so much as just implant a "See things from my perspective" subtext, it could be overwhelmed by say, genocide. He may also offer to let her do the same to him when trying to justify it. IE "We can make it so we both always see each others point of view!" Which uh, would not help.

7: Anyway, everyone is having a bad time and this was just the mid season two parter.

God though

[cefonteyn]

The Kind of Man Eyk Is

Much has been made (rightly) about Maura defending Eyk to Daniel, but look how she talks about him to Franz.

This massive dude, with blood still on his face, has just fomented a successful mutiny - a crime so serious that he'll be executed for it when they reach land. His people physically drag Maura to him, where he dismisses her. She insists she needs to speak to Eyk, and he tells her, "Eyk is not the man you think he is."

Without considering his words for even a second, she mocks him: "No. You're not the man you think you are." She emasculates this strong, grown man: "You're just a little boy toying with power." She's not interested in tact or trying to appease this guy, even though she knows he controls the entire ship and is not beyond physically harming her. She's interested only in protecting Eyk's honor and reputation, even when she knows her words will make no difference to Franz or any of the other mutineers. She's saying it out of principle, because she really believes it.

And Franz's words don't give her any pause at all. Eyk's behavior up to this point has been strange: he's been drinking when she first meets him; he insists on returning to Europe, against the wishes of everyone on the ship; he runs around the ship listening to music only he can hear and claims to have seen his dead daughter; he goes back to the Prometheus and finds something there that makes him act suddenly cold and distant to Maura. Based on everything she knows about Eyk, she should agree with Franz that something is not right with him.

But she doesn't think that, not even for a moment. She rejects Franz's idea out of hand. She doesn't even bother defending or explaining Eyk, like she does to Daniel. She just says to Franz, essentially, "You'll never be the man that Eyk is." That suggests to me that, at some subconscious level, Maura knows Eyk extremely well and trusts him deeply -- deeply enough that she dismisses his strange behavior.

Maura also shows Eyk grace repeatedly. First, when he slams Elliot against the wall, then when he's angry with her for apparently no reason, again when he allows (orders?) that Elliot be locked in a cabinet, and finally when he slams her against the wall and demands to know how she disappeared. She's furious with him over Elliot both times -- they physically grapple -- but she forgives him without him having to ask. This grace would be superhuman if she showed it to just an acquaintance, even if they had strong chemistry.

I don't know if Maura built this attachment to Eyk over the dozens of simulations they've traversed together, or if its basis is a relationship they have in the real world. I don't even know if it's reciprocated by him (although I suspect it is). But either way, Maura feels a very real, deep connection to Eyk.

#maura x eyk #eyk x maura #eyk larsen #maura franklin #1899 #1899 netflix #1899 spoilers #1899 meta #in my mind she meant “you'll never be the man that my husband is”

[bozawarriorsposting]

Following up from my last post about this AU, this is some info about the four damned souls on 'probation' and their Overseer

Mudclaw

The ““““Leader”””” of the group

Spent his entire life with the ambition of becoming leader, grew up with stories of his great ancestors and what a Warrior should be

Devoted himself to his clan and lived every second of every day as the ideal Warrior cat, revered the Stars and it seemed it payed of as he was made deputy

Stolen from him and given to some sniveling coward making googly eyes at a Thunderclan kittypet

VERY bitter

Tries to take charge in every situation, the other three tend to fight him on this depending on how dire it is

Gruff, blunt, cold, and easily irritable

“Ends Justify the means” as a lifelong motto, and they are doing Starclans will, so the Ends MUST be good

Despises the other three, but this goes for all of them

Does find some enjoyment in these missions, it's something to do, a chance to prove himself,

makes it feel less like his life is over

Can manipulate mud and physical matter as a spirit, very good for dropping trees on cats, Starclan has a sense of humor

Ashfur

Felt fully vindicated by Starclan’s decision to let him in, and was happy to watch as Squirrelflight and her wretched family suffered

Yet… they did cope with it, and while everyone back in the real world recovered, Ashfur was still dead, still alone

His obsession emerged again as Ashfur found that his death was as empty as his life

He HAD to do something…

Yeah, Starclan decided to nip that one in the bud

PISSED at them for shunting him here

He thought he was proven right with his entry into Starclan, then they let his murderer in too

WILL try and take revenge on the stars… at some point

Dubious honor of being the most amoral out of the four

I mean, its neck and neck all the way down

Tends to keep his unhinged nature in check

Pretty good liar,  capable of disguising his true self

Still gives everyone else the creeps so they still don’t trust him

Pretty short tempered as a warrior, spiteful as all hell

Ability to possess living cats, that and also limited emotional manipulation for more discrete methods

Needletail

Out of the four, the one that most recognizes she messed up

Which isn’t saying much, she still sees her rebellion as justified, and Rowanstar as being more culpable just because of how weak he was

Rebellious teenager turns into a very rebellious ghost

She isn’t doing this for Starclan’s approval, she wants to be in Starclan when Violet dies so she can apologize for everything

Has something resembling a moral backbone

Still self serving in the end, and it’s not hard to have moral standard higher then zero

She tends to go along with the plans, but makes her displeasure abundantly clear

Is very caustic, snapping at everyone more than the others usually do

Sometimes plays contrarian just for the sake of it

She is surrounded by stuck up fanatics that will do whatever Starclan tells them to, so why not screw with them a little?

Power is either luck control or something that similarly is unpredictable and upends everything

Appledusk

Is having the worst time

Was looked down upon in Starclan, he was an average warrior, and is now solely remembered as a consequence in what is the equivalent of an old wives tail

He wasn’t particularly ambitious or anything, but it does sting to be known as nothing more than what happens when you have a cross Clan relationship

Then suddenly THIS happens

Out of the four, he is the most afraid of ending up in the dark forest, for obvious reasons

Would have the thing most resembling a moral compass, but has absolutely zero spine

Is essentially resigned to doing whatever Starclan tells him so he can get back up there

Has also been dead the longest out of the four, so there is some disconnect between him and actually living, more like a loose memory at this point

In life was a smooth talker, real womanizing charmer, a real sleazy asshole

And he still acts like that occasionally

But under the surface he is just exhausted, wants to go back up to starclan and rest until he fades

But nope, he is going back down to the mortal plain, risk getting murdered by his ex, and have to work with a bunch of War Criminals

His power is warding of some kind, while the other three affect the physical world, he makes sure they don’t get attacked by the things lurking in the forest, or for other starclan spirits to find them and ask exactly what they are doing

Clear Sky

Very much enjoying getting to lord over other cats again

This was more or less his idea with what to do with at-risk Starclan cats, is trying to keep it on the down low in terms of activities

Not a secret, he did get the thumbs up from the rest of Starclan, but he does keep their operations vague in terms of what exactly happens

Starclan gets what it wants, prophecies come true, who is paying attention to the details

What does it matter if some mortal lives get ruined

Been dead for so long that the idea of a mortal life is almost unimaginable to him

Is proof of why Fading exists

Represents Starclan at both its most self righteous and amoral

He is morally right because he is the stars

You know the Vast from TMA? that's essentially what he can do

If you piss him off, you will be getting the worst case of vertigo of your life at best

Falling forever in a pocket dimension at worst

Falling from the very real sky and into the very real ground as a sort of midpoint between experiences

On the mortal plain, a clear sky means that he can observe almost everything from above

The Four learn to fear a bright sunny day and a cloudless blue sky, for it means that their “Benefactor” is watching

#warrior cats #warrior cats au #appledusk #mudclaw #needletail #clear sky #ashfur #wc

[bhsiwoo]

heylo again! this is xydo (juyeon's mun) bringing you my second muse and oldest son, jeong siwoo, the owner of eternity. he's a bit more on the tragic side of my muse spectrum but i hope you love him as much as i do! read under cut for more info and hit the like button if you'd be keen to interact!

dossier / bio / plot / moodboard

BASICS !

jeong siwoo, thirty years old, a widow of three years now and the famous owner of eternity.

he is someone who knows and is well aware of his growing entrepreneurship and wealth amongst society. needless to say, he doesn't fear the main three house but that doesn't mean he wants to fuck around with them. he draws a professional line with the three houses (or basically anyone per say) and does not have any interpersonal relationships with anyone from those household, mainly because it saves him the headache of any unwarranted drama. he does however enjoy tea ceremonies hosted by yeon and is well aware of who is behind yeon but doesn't snitch due to their mutual business relationships (siwoo enjoys teas and tea ceremonies but offers no gossips. yeon gets to host his ceremonies at eternity's private room in exchange).

tw / death. he was in an arranged marriage with his now deceased wife when they were both twenty four and twenty five respectively. despite it being arranged, they were both very much in love. his belated wife passed away just roughly two years into their marriage from being medically poisoned. she was also in her fifth month term of pregnancy.

in present time, he's being pressured to remarry so that there's an heir to inherit eternity but siwoo has no plans to remarry anyone due to his deep infatuation and remorse over his belated wife. instead, he's secretly seeking for adoption of a possible heir or to bring in a mentee whom he will name as an heir. (wanted connection!)

backgrounds on eternity: siwoo was in his late seventeen when he inherited the no name hotel from his late father, leaving him an orphan as well. the no name hotel is then revamped by seventeen year old siwoo who then renamed it to be [eternity]. it's a miracle how eternity managed to get its fame that there were rumors that siwoo had been associated to shamans, people who practice dark magic/supernatural beings, or even that he lured people to his property. others have said that when a nearby prince who had been undercover/traveling to beonhwa had fallen sick, it was whatever is going on at eternity that the royalty recuperated well. no one truly had known how eternity had got its fame especially after the change in reign, and siwoo refuses to budge when prompted or asked to comment on the rumors. what matters now is that the reservation list will always be occupied and unless you know siwoo personally, one may have to wait even over a year to be able to stay at eternity for even just a day.

INTERACTIONS !

siwoo can be found in formal events amongst the main houses, or even cultural/private events that is hosted by the orchid opera houses. he hates attending formal events but has to 'show his face' out of courtesy when required, whereas he enjoys the later since his late wife was fond of performances, particularly involving traditional korean instruments. it would be nice to write a plot where he gets called out on attending formal events where he shows his disdain as much as he hides it, or alternatively if y our muse and him would somehow always be seatmates for shows at the opera house!

honorable guests at eternity. while he owns it, it doesn't necessarily mean he's there 24/7; trusting his management and staff well for things to be in control. finding him there is a sort of an honor which your muse is bestowed? casual conversation, or even attempts of flirts (for muses above twenty seven) ensues? alternatively: he gets mistaken as a guest in his own busi and your muse thinks he's a tourist, hence an impromptu travel guide around beonhwa

someone who looks up to him and wants him to be a mentor or sort (without the naming of heir part)

down the line, a possible fling or someone he has fwb with (for muses that are 27-30), will have to work on trust and chemistry for this

alternative take, your muse having a harmless crush on him that's definitely one-sided and won't be reciprocated by siwoo if you want to sign your muse up for some angst

someone he has business-to-societal benefits with. your muse who makes an appearance with him as his plus one to boost their own name/social standing while he gets insight on the main family/things that could boost eternity's standing and profit.

someone who constantly sees him by the beach alone, wondering why he comes here so often to stare at the scenery before leaving without doing anything in particular) a rather personal angst plot which involves talks of death

someone who thinks of him as a friend? and alternatively, a take where they no longer are friends especially after his late wife passed.

maybe someone who visually resembles his wife a lot and that makes him delirious in a way? (don't particularly need to be a romance connection) but will def go for the angst route

someone from the main house that he works with for a mutual benefit relationship with between siwoo helping the house and them helping with eternity's fame and profit

#bhrp:intro #𝕆𝕆ℂ ― 𝘟𝘠𝘋𝘖 𝘛𝘈𝘓𝘒𝘚!

[mischiefmaker615]

Maid to Honor (Loki Love Story Ch.12)

Rose glanced in the corner of her eye at Loki who continued to read his book beside her on the bed. As soon as she leaned forward, his hand shot over to her chest and gently pushed her back to her original sitting position, causing yet another groan to leave her lips.

''I cant just sit here and do nothing-''

''while we enjoy our days off you will take the time to heal your wound.'' He told her without even looking up from his book.

''I'm not useless Loki, I can do things.'' She said determinedly.

''then lets have sex'' he smirked, looking over at her challengingly and her eyes backed off.

''I said things, not everything..''

''then as soon as you are able to let me fuck you comfortably you are to stay there and rest.'' He told her calmly and went back to reading his book.

''but-''

''would you like to read?''

''I'd like to do things without you hovering like a shadow.'' She told him grimly and crossed her arms.

With a sigh, Loki set down his book and turned more to look at her. ''darling you hurt yourself. Your lucky it wasn't deep enough for stitches but Banner said any possibly strenuous movement could delay the healing process. If you wish to do normal things that much sooner than I suggest you sit there and heal.''

''I'm achy Loki, my drive needs to be used. There has to be something I can do..'' she practically whined.

''fine, I will accompany you on a walk around the tower, how is that? There's always the balcony you can go on for fresh air.'' He suggested.

''why can't you stay here and continue reading?'' she said flatly and he laughed.

''because without my watchful eye, I know you're bound to try something more than you should.''

Rose sighed and gave a nod as she carefully got up. ''fine- but I'm not broken. It's feeling better than yesterday.''

''and I am glad, but don't think you're getting out of being punished when you are properly healed because you still withheld information from me.'' He told her calmly as he joined her side, talking her arm as he used himself for ready support.

''what punishment- isn't getting stabbed enough??'' she questioned as they moved down the hall at a slow pace controlled by him.

''that is learning from your mistake darling. I am merely teaching you your mistake. After all, you're still my serv-''

''assistant.''

''fine, assistant. And there is going to be quite the assisting around here.'' he smirked and Rose found it wise to advert her gaze from his lustful blue orbs that dragged over her body.

''Loki its my side, not my arm.'' Rose reminded with a hint of sarcasm as he raised a forkful of eggs to her mouth.

''any movement could delay the healing process'' he counter reminded and tried against but she leaned away and took the fork.

''I'm pretty sure he meant major movement. I can move my arm without moving the rest of me.'' She sighed and began eating where he stubbornly sat down next to her and began eating as well.

''at least your cooking is down, I'm not sure there's anything left here to teach you.'' Rose thought out loud, glancing around the house as if she would find something. ''you already know about basic home life, job, direct deposit is just the start of money management...''

''relationships?''

Rose paused and looked at him with small surprise ''..what about them?''

''back on Asgard, we hold a courting system before one is wed, royals are very different from commoners as well. The Midgardians here seem to just rely on their friendship and trust each other is loyal before a wedding is even planned..'' Loki explained, finding himself holding her free hand out of unconscious habit.

''well its dating.. when you like each other, you form a relationship where you remain true to each other and each other only. A wedding isn't usually mentioned until you are absolutely sure you wish to be with that person.'' Rose explained, her thumb gently stroking his skin and feeling her cheeks slightly redden at the particular topic.

''why wouldn't you be absolutely sure in the first place?'' Loki asked as he raised a brow.

''well, some mortals can be dating one but perhaps grow bored or in ways disinterested where they wish to seek someone else to fulfill all their needs.''

''how many needs are there?''

Rose shrugged as she thought. ''some people are simple, others have many. It could be sexual needs, or perhaps the person isn't giving enough attention, respect, holding promises, stuff like that. Mortals are very complicated sometimes and backstab others more than people in actual battle.''

''it seems so..'' Loki agreed, his mind elsewhere before his eyes returning to her ''if you are willing to try, perhaps I could use magic to heal your wound.''

Rose raised a brow and her eyes narrowed as she set down her fork ''you couldn't suggest that before you stranded me on my bed??"

Loki chuckled and stood ''come on darling, you wished to do something anyway.''

He led the way to his own room in which he instructed her to lay on her back on his bed. Moving her shirt up to access her wound, getting a little side tracked with a few kisses before being reminded to continue- gathered the very book he had been reading on her bed.

''isn't that the one you were reading?''

''indeed love, I was already preparing myself to perhaps see if I could speed up the process.'' He smiled almost smugly before he set it down with a particular page open ''I just need you to lie still, you shouldn't feel any discomfort, perhaps just a little strange.'' He told her before he kneeled down before her gash.

Carefully removing her bandages, he looked over the wound once before he took a deep breath and hovered a hand just above it. Rose bit her lip, wanting to wash but figured it be best to close her eyes just as Loki did. She could hear him taking deep breaths and she could have sworn the area around her wound felt cold, tingly even with random waves of warmth over her skin before she felt light pricks. Just as she was about to wince when the sensation began to get uncomfortable, she left Loki's lips press against hers, making her jump with surprise but definitely didn't hesitate to kiss him back.

''you're all healed darling.'' He murmured against her lips as he cupped her face, slowly getting up and moving himself on top of her before lowering his body onto hers, groaning from the sensation her body seemed to fit like a glove against him.

By all the movements, she could tell there was no pain and her body was all back to normal, allowing her to wrap her arms around him neck and deepening the kiss with a soft moan and her leg rubbing up against his thigh. She felt his hand slip between their bodies and undo the button of her jeans before he reached behind her, gripped and pulled them down. He only broke the kiss to move down and pull her pants off from her ankles before he removed his own shirt, moving slowly just how she liked it as he gave her his bedroom eyes.

His lips made a path as he kissed and sucked her smooth skin up her thighs until he got to where he knew she wanted him to be. She arched her back at the sensation, a shiver running up her spine as he slowly removed her panties down and off before he licked a strip once and light against her clit. She let out a moan and gripped his hair as he moved a hand and released his cock from his pants, kissing up her body until he got to her neck and nipped, a small yelp leaving her lips where he smirked against her skin, loving the sounds he was able to earn from her before he raised her legs against his waist and aligned his tip to her entrance.

''I hope you're ready for your punishment darling..'' he whispered.

Rose fluttered her eyes open, having a split second to process what he just said before she gasped as he entered her, burying himself up all the way to the hilt. Slowly resting his hips and body down against hers, he remained motionless as she bit her lip and looked at him who looked completely content and his finger tips drew pointless circles against her skin.

''..what are you-''

''your punishment darling for keeping the fact that you were injured from me. You will spend a good long while being my good little cocksheath before you get even the slightest bit of movement.'' He told her innocently and pressed his hips down to prevent her from moving as she tried to get a little bit of friction.

''Lokkkiii'' she whined and Loki couldn't help but kiss that sweet mouth of hers, biting down on her bottom lip as she gripped his shoulders.

''get comfortable darling.''

#Loki Laufeyson #loki #Thor and Loki #loki odinson #loki smut #loki x reader smut #loki fluff #loki god of mischief #loki x reader

[pythiaswine]

nothing makes my heart twist in knots more than Fear Street 1666. fantastic. it's the historical, fictional sapphic movie i needed. camp as fuck. like fuck netflix okay but this is one thing i actually really love. this and Ratched of COURSE.

[spoilers]

the absolute TRUTH in the story of a woman demonized by the covert actions of a man who plays the good guy even to the woman he's damning, the "deviancy" of teens even in 1660s colonial america, the queer love story that's pursued despite the whole "this is wrong" shebang, the offered "cure," the overshadowing horror, the trilogy altogether being about these serial killers and the absolutely sickening backstory where you're led on for the first two movies to believe it's the work of a witch who cursed the land and then really it's the fact that she was a scapegoat who was in the wrong place at the wrong time!!! fuck! it kills me. the men allcoming together and straight up lying out of their asses just to implicate sarah and hannah in the crime of witchcraft. the assault as they "search" hannah for marks. fucking vile. witch hunt unraveling in its purest. the way sarah trusts solomon. the way he kills her off not because she's a witch but because she's the only one who knows he's the real villain.

FUCK. and don't get me wrong i love Midnight Mass and even though the degeneration of peaceful small-town christianity into a cult is chilling and incredibly well-done, and it got my heart racing, something about the way Fear Street unfolds itself, something about how it tricks you into believing it's the same old teen slasher story about a curse on a town from centuries ago, or leads you to believe the witch is really a witch. it's something about the way two teenage girls are trying to just exist and love in a world that paints them as witches and whores and sinners, a world where the "holy" men of the town would control them, assault them, rape them, hang them if they so choose. they were at a disadvantage BEFORE solomon made a deal with the devil. it's personal to me as a young lesbian who has never seen such a great portrayal of the scrutiny and lesbaphobia, the intersectionality of misogyny, homophobia, and the purity culture of christianity. i went into the trilogy with a feeling of disappointment like oh good, another evil witch, another good cop... AND THEY 360 THAT SHIT!! and i love it!

and then the horror aspects?? all of the gore was awesome imo but i was never quite so uncomfortable (and that's how gore should make you feel in a horror movie, i think) as when the children and pastor had their eyes gouged out. the hand scene was gnarly too but badass as fuck. kate and simon's deaths were gross and pretty awesome, i genuinely didn't expect either of them to go despite this being the slasher genre. the whole 1978 movie was great and it's totally a modern Friday the 13th with some totally rad heroines who are well written.

the happy ending we deserved!!!?? the tragedy of Sarah ultimately being hanged despite her best fighting efforts because even though she escaped him, nobody was going to believe her anyway, then we finally have victory. Sunnyvale/the Goodes get what they fucking deserve.

and don't get me started on how we learn the story of what happened in 1666 through our current characters, it's so warming and familiar. it makes the audience keep focus. fuck i loved this trilogy. i loved RL Stine's books as a kid and the world-building in this was so colorfully reminiscent. the music was also awesomeeee ughh

amanda ford's costuming??? love her so much

and to top off the happy ending, Deena and Sam get a date over Sarah Fier's grave in honor of her memory and the history it's romantic and sapphic as fuck i love it

then of course some classic horror nonsense when ee see the book in the credits. so much to adore here.

#fear street #fear street 1666 #fear street 1994 #fear street 1978 #sarah fier #hannah miller #nick goode #sam fraser #deena x sam #deena johnson #josh johnson #kate schmidt #martin franklin #kiana madeira #ziggy berman #sadie sink #simon kalivoda #cindy berman #amanda ford costuming

[rubypasha1]

In honor of Mermay here are some headcannons for my other reader inserts as mermaids/sirens.

Stolen souls

A whale shark mermaid (born). A gentle giant through and through.

Left her old pod in search of a new life and wound up by a reef, becoming its guardian and caretaker.

A real softie with a green thumb. Most sirens don’t come near her for her size but she hates fight with all her soul.

Likes to help or communicate with humans every now and again.

Made friends with a fisherman a while back and helps him out if in trouble.

Doesn’t go too close to the shore but can be seen from it. But if a local celebrity.

Known for helping out any humans in distress

The most likely to get captured by humans.

A bit too trusting of humans. Knows there are some bad but she wants to have a few friends and most mers and sirens avoid her.

Did accidental knock over a boat once while trying to rub against it affectionately

Incredibly lonely

Is open to being friends with any species but a bit cautious

There’s a meme of her laying on her back on the beach with an arm over he eyes.

A spider in a graveyard

Was turned (drowned) into a siren. Was originally a hammer head shark siren however after being captured by humans and due to experimentation became a mic with a jellyfish.

Tail has a layer of tentacle-like dark red and yellow things surrounding it and making up hair. A kind of ‘cap’ which is usually the ‘head’ of the jellyfish sits on her head. It is actually another organism but an extension of herself. Kind of a symbiotic relationship. Lions mane jellyfish, very dangerous sting.

Is known to sirens, mers and land dwellers alike as a hero. (Except for a particular news station)

Rescues swimmers daily, helps marine life to escape being captured by land dwellers or killed for the black market, often saving mermaids from unwanted attention from sirens and a lot more.

Has a small pod famous for helping people out

Has to be careful with stings, the scientists already messed up her genes a bit but the lip dish stings are very dangerous. She could control the dosage leading it to be a paralyzing venom but it seemed to have different properties than a normal jellyfish.

Scientist try and study her through underwater drones. Doesn’t mind too much as long as they don’t touch her or harm anything.

Some of her pod mates do mind though

Has drowned a person once. Never bought anyone back as a siren.

On decent terms with land dwellers but has a reputation of following fishing boats and making sure they didn’t do anything too drastic

Has sunk several boats

Guilty pleasure of exploring shipwrecks and collecting whatever she finds interesting

Set the sails

A common stingray siren

Lives in a large pod living around an island with a history of land dwellers attacking. Fighting over resources

Knows plant life in the area better than any textbook

Often found helping sea life of all kinds out when available.

Not too friendly with land dwellers but not unreasonable

Hates any kind of drone or machine that’s sent to scout areas. Destroys it as soon as possible

Extremely experienced fighter. Doesn’t fight often but when she does she’s often the victor.

Doesn’t kill other sirens, mers or and dwellers

A bit of a fable among sailors. They say if you see a sting ray with a bloody rust-like complexion that the ship was damned by the sea or someone on board was near death. If it’s the latter, pay the price and that person could be saved. The former? Pray.

Hates fishing boats and marines

Has an addiction to a specific kind of seaweed

Was alive when pirates were around. A kid but still there. Siren by birth.

Found a pirate washed up ashore and helped him, a bear monster. In return he had to teach her how to heal.

She learnt everything and more from him

He lived in the island until killed by some humans. Right after she was captured and sent to a reasurch facility with a few other pod members.

Terrible place

Released back into the wild after criticism from citizens and wild life conservation groups

Wears a red bandana given by her mentor

Touch it or the books she hides on land and death will be a mercy

Doesn’t have sharp teeth but will bite. Especially if you’re a patient being difficult.

Has it killed anyone

The rusty blood colour of her body is caused by the exsessive consumption of the seaweed.

Has this one reasurcher that’s completely obsessed with finding out anything and everything there is about her.

Least likely to ever be captured again

Has turned someone into a siren (got permission)

her sting is completely missing (lost in an accident) and with her one side having a cut that makes swimming a little harder.

Her claws became very hard due to labor and she sharpens them regularly. They’re as sharp if not sharper than any medical tool

Collects drift wood and likes to carve it with her claws

#mermay #sans undertale #sans x reader #ao3 fanfic #siren au #set the sails #a spider in a graveyard #stolen souls

[notsosilentsister]

Anatomy of a Fall (Justine Triet, 2023)

I find myself wanting to talk about this film like the characters in it are real people, which can be the mark of a story that has accomplished its aims. So the question is, did she do it? What do I think, what are we supposed to think?

I think we're supposed to think it's ambiguous. The climax is all about the son making a choice - it's clearly not an easy one for him. He isn't just telling the truth. He's - if not inventing entirely - embellishing, at least. The testimony might not provide much admissible evidence, but emotionally, it's too neat of a resolution, fits too well with the lawyer's characterisation of the husband. So well that at first I thought, sure, this has to be true, how could a kid have come up with this? But of course this is the kid of two writers. He cannot know if his mother is innocent, but he decides to save her anyway.

Sandra herself doesn't agree with her lawyer's characterization of her husband. She tells him right in court, where others might hear, when that's the pillar of his defense, undermining her own best shot at being exculpated. (Are we supposed to think she is at a real risk of being found guilty? I don't know enough about French courts to evaluate that, but I would normally assume there's not much of a case, the accusation is based on too much conjecture. But that's not truly what's at stake here, isn't it, the real stakes are about losing her child's trust and love. The suspense of the court's verdict might be taking artistic licence to dramatize the suspense of the child's verdict.)

Sandra has enough of a self preservation instinct to lie about the bruise, but she hesitates to support the suicide theory. She still doesn't seem to be entirely on board even after she herself has disclosed her husband's first suicide attempt. She's muddling her own story, and it does seem like a mark of counter-productive honesty. It could be manipulation - maybe making her lawyer think she's innocent is just as, if not more, important to her as proving her innocence in court? But it does seem genuine to me. Sandra is presented as someone who almost can't help her honesty. She's straightforward, blunt, she won't smile at her husband's friends, when she's not feeling it, she's showing her true colours, even if it costs her.

I declared Sandra innocent in my mind pretty early in the proceedings, I just couldn't buy the motive. A fit of rage? I kinda never buy that as an explanation, killing seems often like a fairly drawn-out-affair, where you have to commit to see it through, and it certainly does seem so in the scenario presented, where she would have to lift his legs over the windowsill. Like, I could sometimes see someone inadvertently killing a victim they just intended to scare, because they misjudged their power, but it's also hard to see that as a strategy Sandra would use in this scenario. My guess is that fatal domestic violence (without financial motive) is usually either habitual intimidation with miscalculated impact, a honor killing, or the last resort of a cornered animal. And those other options also don't seem to fit Sandra, whose honor doesn't rely on controlling her husband and who always seems to have plenty of agency - if she's unhappy in her marriage, she speaks her mind, she takes a lover; if she's unhappy enough, why wouldn't she just get a divorce?

But isn't that just the textbook mistake? To believe that a strong woman like Sandra would not get trapped in an abusive relationship? (She always seems to have plenty of agency - except when he's ruining her interview with his awful music, and she can't just tell him to shut it off..). Because that husband sure is a piece of work. I'm immediately predisposed against him, before he's even shown on the scene, with his first aural emantion. I grieve for him, when I see the grief of his child. And then he's on my eternal shitlist again, when he accuses his wife of always forcing others to meet her on her own territory, when he's just roped her into moving to his home-town. Because he has to speak English with her instead of his native tongue French, when she doesn't get to speak her native tongue German to him either! The gall of it! Shit's so transparent, it's adding insult to injury.

So the husand certainly _tries_to trap her, in isolation, in guilt, but doesn't she see through it, when she reads him for filth in that climactic altercation? Shouldn't that be enough to break the spell? Would she have to resort to violence to escape?

For what it's worth, I think the laywer's theory is much more likely. Husband tries it, and fails, and sees that his guilt trips won't work on her much longer. He's the one who's cornered. And I wouldn't put it past him to pull a Gone Girl and choose his exit in a way that frames the wife he blames for all his miseries. Vindictive self-destruction. Also fits well with the injuries to his knuckles and the holes in the walls, for which we do, after all, see objective evidence. But maybe I would believe any theory presented by Swann Arlaud (who, since we're talking about imagining animals' heads on people's bodies, obviously looks like a stoat. A beautiful stoat. I've been keenly waiting for Sandra Hüller to say it in that last scene they have together, when she cradles his head and looks deep into his eyes. But this film is really all about witholding resolution.)

#anatomy of a fall #justine triet #sandra hüller #swann arlaud #film #film review #journal