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worldlxvlys · 19 hours

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teasing

(part four of the CRUSH series)

bsf! matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutt, no actual p in v, masturbation (male + female), cursing

a/n: read the previous part for context !

“god, you look so beautiful. and your voice? i could listen to you talk all day”

the camera was aimed at his face, but the wet squelching of him jerking himself off could be heard in the background. he was breathing heavily, the sounds of his low pants filling the room.

if he was trying to be discreet, he wasn’t doing a good job at it.

“just-just please keep talking to me, okay ? need to hear your voice so fucking badly”

the video cut off.

i quickly began to record my own video.

“so fucking needy matt, why don’t you show me what you’re doing baby? i can help you, but i gotta be able to see. wanna make sure i’m doing it right”

“you keep sending videos, i’ll keep talking to you pretty boy”

i ended the video and sent it to him, he opened it immediately.

“what am i doing? just enjoying the sound of your voice, sweetheart”

his shirt was off now, the movement of his tatted arm making it obvious that he was still pumping himself furiously.

“ imagining you’re in front of me, on your knees. that pretty face looking up at me while i make a mess all over it. but what i really want is to hear the way you say my name when you’re twitching and shaking under me”

my hand crept past the waistband of my skirt and panties, a moan slipping past my lips while i played with myself.

“ i’d play with you through your panties, watch you squirm while the lace catches on your clit. you just love to tease me, don’t you? let’s see how you like it when i do it back”

the video ended.

i pulled my panties down my legs, holding them in my hand while i hit record;

“you’re right about one thing baby” i spoke, moving the lacy panties into the view of the camera, “i love wearing lace”

i trailed my hand back down to my heat, rubbing the panties against it.

“god, it feels so good matt” i moaned out, eyes screwing shut. “i think about your hands all the time. such long fingers, and those veins? makes me wonder if that’s the only thing on you that’s so veiny”

my breathing began to pick up as i thought about all the times i’d seen his dick push against his pants, practically begging to be sucked.

“and don’t get me started on those grey sweats you love to wear. god, you’re such a slut, basically begging to be fucked dumb. bet you’d like that, huh?”

“you talk about wanting me under you, but what if i made you work for it? what if i made you get on your knees and beg for it?”

SENT.

he opened it immediately, once again. after a few minutes my phone began to ring.

INCOMING FACTIME CALL: MATTTTT 🤭

ACCEPT ? DECLINE?

when the call connected, the sound of matt’s heavy panting rang through my ears. “i’d do it, i would. i- fuck, i’d get on my knees and say whatever you want me to, do whatever you want me to. i’d be so good for you”

“yeah? tell me what you’d do, matt” i spoke as i propped my phone up, angling it so he could see my hand disappearing under my skirt without showing off what was underneath it.

“oh my god” he whispered to himself, mouth hung open slightly as his eyes were fixated on the screen. “i’d make you get on all fours, and finger you just like that” i let out a moan at his words, spreading my legs wider.

“i’d push a finger in slowly, teasing you a little” he spoke, watching while i followed his instructions and pushed in a finger. “like this?” i asked.

“hm, not sure. can’t really see, baby” he replied. “stop teasing me and i’ll stop teasing you” i countered, continuing to move my finger inside of me slowly.

“take it out” he spoke firmly, catching me off guard. “what?” i asked in surprise.

“take your finger out and move it up to your clit, slowly” i followed his instructions with a low huff.

“what, you have an attitude now? i thought you loved teasing?” he spoke in such a cocky tone, i could practically hear his smirk.

i rolled my eyes at that, letting out a quick “fuck you”. his jaw clenched at that, his eyes becoming darker.

“you think i’m playing with you? don’t move. i’m coming over” he spoke quickly, putting his phone down to pull up his pants.

“wait, what?” i asked, finding myself shocked again. when he came back to the phone he was fully dressed and walking out of his room.

“you heard me, stay on the phone. i wanna make sure you don’t touch yourself” he spoke before yelling out to his brothers, “hey, i’m going over to y/n’s, i’ll probably just stay there tonight”

he shut his front door and made his way to the car. “you better have that attitude fixed by the time i get there” he spoke before pulling off.

well, shit.

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nereidprinc3ss · 9 hours

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Happy 2k babe! I have a request for fluffy Spencer smut based on the song "touch tank" by Quinnie! (the song gives me like golden retriever vibes so maybe you could put something about reader playing with his hair in there? I don't know I'm having later seasons fluffy hair Spencer brainrot and I never make requests, obviously feel free to ignore or change things if this is too specific! <3)

hi angel babe!!! i love this song!! and i too am always having later seasons fluffy haired spencer brainrot!! i wrote this super quick, please let me know if its any good, ILY!!! xo

warnings/tags: fem!reader, softdom!spence, sub reader, fingering, oral f receiving, sorta kinda overstimulation, implicit consent, praise n stuff, not proofread, written at 9 pm on a tuesday night, so fluffy

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Spencer is clearly almost asleep on the couch next to you. That’s one of many things you find endlessly fascinating and charming about him—his ability to fall asleep anywhere at any time within minutes.

So you probably shouldn’t speak. But the stakes are low; it’s barely 7:30 in the evening.

“Spence?” You whisper. His eyes don’t open, but his thumb goes back to making little passes where it’s settled over your hip.

“Hm?”

“Don’t fall asleep.”

He smiles, slight but beautiful—yet his eyes remain stubbornly closed.

“Why not?”

“’Cause I want you to be awake.”

“Then you can’t keep playing with my hair like that.”

You pout as if he can see you.

“But I like playing with your hair.”

Spencer hums, and you can tell you’re losing him again as you continue carding your hand through stupidly soft locks.

“One or the other. You can’t have both.”

“I love you both, though,” you complain. “I don’t know who to pick.”

The grin has been steadily fading from his relaxed face but it flickers back to life for a moment.

“I’m getting a haircut tomorrow. That should make it easier for you.”

“What?”

It’s the genuine horror in your voice that finally gets him to open his eyes. A little line appears between his brows as he regards you with bleary eyes.

“What what?”

“You didn’t consult me!”

The momentarily tensed muscles in his face relax and he rolls his eyes affectionately before craning his neck to kiss your forehead.

“I’m not in the habit of requesting your approval before I make choices like that.”

“Spencer, please don’t cut your hair,” you beg, genuinely distraught. “You can’t. It’s so so pretty.”

“It’s too long, baby. I don’t want to grow it out again.”

“You don’t have to grow it out! Just don’t get it any shorter! It’s perfect how it is,” you insist. Spencer narrows his eyes as you plead with him. But you stand firm in your position. His hair is sort of shaggy, sure—too long to be considered cropped and too short to be considered long. It’s like a beautiful curly halo and it’s perfect playing-with length. “I’m serious. I’m asking you to not cut it short, please. This is what I want for my birthday.”

“Your birthday’s not even—”

“Pretty please with a cherry on top? I love your hair so much and I love you more but I just really don’t want you to cut it, please—”

He’s laughing when he silences you with a soft kiss, and you melt, sighing against him as his hand slides up and down the back of your thigh. When he knows you’ve been sufficiently soothed, he pulls away, still smiling.

“Oh my god, baby—are you about to cry?”

“Stop!” you whine, burying your face into a throw pillow and screwing your eyes shut. Your nose crinkles up with embarrassment. “Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, and though he’s no longer outright laughing, traces of humor still color his lowered voice as he kisses all over the side of your face. “I had no idea you felt that way. I didn’t realize I’d be causing you so much emotional distress if I cut my hair.”

You sniffle away any unfortunate emotional reactions and turn your head back to him. He’s ducked down slightly, still peppering kisses over your jaw and neck, and you lace your fingers through the contentious hair.

“Obviously I’m not the boss of you. If it makes you uncomfortable I want you to cut it. But I really like it how it is.”

He hums against your throat and the vibrations send a chill down your spine. You arch against him unconsciously.

“You are definitely the boss of me. I don’t know anyone else who I like receiving orders from so much.”

“Hotch,” you whisper, and you can feel Spencer’s teeth against your neck as he smiles and presses another loving kiss to the sensitive spot above your collarbone.

“Not the kind of orders I was talking about. And I don’t particularly care what Hotch thinks of my hair, honey.” He kisses tenderly until he earns a tiny whimper from you—which sates him enough to raise his head until you’re eye-level again. His hand, however, has other plans—it creeps south, slipping under the waistband of your pajama pants. “What if we compromise? I just get it trimmed so it doesn’t keep getting in my eyes when I have a loaded gun in my hands, yeah?” You nod dutifully, looping your arms around his neck as his fingers dip beneath your underwear. When you don’t reply verbally, he prompts meaningfully, “okay?”

“Okay,” you whisper, voice small as you look into his searching eyes.

For a few moments, when he finally pushes his fingers against your clit and begins rubbing with slow, gentle strokes, his eyes are everywhere on your face—then they focus back on your eyes, watching with that habitually intense interest permeated with a sense of devotion—like he wants to see exactly what pleasure looks like reflected in your irises. Like he could see through them to your brain and watch your dopamine transmitters working overtime. A soft moan escapes through parted lips, which seems to spur Spencer on. He drags more arousal over your aching bud and openly chuckles at your airy sigh of pleasure, unable to resist from giving you a short kiss.

“Feels good?”

“Mhm,” you breathe.

“Mhm,” he agrees, kissing you again just as quickly before pulling back to study your face once more. “Pretty girl.”

“You’re pretty,” you insist, with what little brain power is available to you as you rake one hand through his hair. He smiles, eyes pinging between your own and your mouth like he can’t decide where to look.

“I’m pretty?” he asks, speaking over another quiet, yet unabashed moan. You nod, hips bucking slightly off the couch cushion as he speed up the motion of his hand. The grin widens and his soft amber eyes soften further. “You’re so sweet.”

You give him a moan he can’t ignore and he takes it as a signal to slip two fingers into you, sighing in what sounds like relief just as your breath catches. The way he seems to feel your pleasure will never get less erotic. Once he’d explained it—something to do with mirror neurons—but whatever the reason, watching the way his arousal rises with yours is exhilarating.

A squeaking sound is expelled from your lungs and your whole body tenses, propelling you maybe an inch upward involuntarily.

His lips part the same as yours—but only allowing another dry laugh to pass between them.

“Relax. I’ll come to you.”

You hum as he leans down and kisses you back into the pillow—a proper kiss, this time, lips parted and the tip of his tongue grazing yours—all the while, still pumping his fingers much deeper than your own could ever manage. Each moan and gasp he allows you to release freely, only barely parting from your lips every few seconds to let you breathe and make your noises. When his fingers begin pumping faster, and you can hear it, you whine, knees clamping shut as the small of your back jumps away from the couch.

“Fuck,” you pant against his lips.

“Need you to keep your legs open, baby,” Spencer reminds you gently, giving you a peck and a moment to relax as his hand stills.

“I don’t think I can,” you admit shyly, still wriggling. “Um, can you—can you use your mouth, please?”

Your boyfriend chuckles again and your cheeks get warmer. Momentarily you allow yourself to be grateful that his face is pressed too close to your own for him to be really be looking at you.

“You still have to keep your legs apart for that.”

“I know. It’s easier when—when you’re not inside.”

The smile in Spencer’s voice when he replies gives you butterflies as if he’s not knuckle deep in you already.

“I bet you think that’s true.”

“It is!” you whine.

“You’ve never had your thighs wrapped around your head so tightly your ears pop, have you?”

“That did not happen.”

“Only once,” Spencer reassures you. “And I happen to like your thighs. So no harm done. Go lie down on the bed.”

You let out a small chirp as he withdraws his fingers from you and your waistband snaps back into place against your skin.

“Where are you going?” you ask suspiciously, once you’re on semi-steady feet and watching him rise from the couch too. At once he kisses your forehead and grabs your ass—the contrast is dizzying.

“To wash my hands,” he says, popping the fingers that were just in you into his mouth like a preliminary clean up. “Go,” he urges, jutting his chin in the direction of the bedroom door. You hang from him just a second longer, biting back a smile, before tearing yourself away and only half-skipping to the bedroom.

Only a moment or two after you flop joyfully down on the mattress, he appears in the doorway again, immediately noticing the way you’re practically vibrating with excitement and unable to hide your grin as he approaches. It seems the smile is contagious—he’s sporting one of his own as he climbs over you.

“You’re adorable,” he murmurs toothily, kissing you once and then speaking again, “I love you so much.”

It’s exactly the kind of thing that makes you feel all soft and shy and giddy and speechless—even as he gives you one more parting kiss and then is sitting up to slide your pants off.

Maybe even especially then.

The sweetness dissipates only a little, still hanging thick in the air as you kick your bottoms off, and he leans back down, pushing your shirt over your chest and pressing kisses to your ribs and down your tummy. He doesn’t waste much time, only taking one brief detour to suck a mark and sink his teeth into your inner thigh until your breath catches loud enough to appease him. Then it’s all easy—his cool fingertips trailing up and down the backs of your thighs as he kisses all over and around your core. Intimacy with Spencer is definitely a spectrum, and while you can always feel the depth of his love for you in every touch, right now it’s so tangible, so potent you can feel it in your teeth.

You coo when one of the kisses finally sticks, lacing your fingers through the hair you love so much and pushing it out of the way as he laps gently at you. He looks as beautiful as always in the golden hour light as it filters through the window, but you’ve always thought he’s just that extra bit prettier when he’s eating you out.

Visually you’re entranced—it’s only when he begins easing you into the deep end with the flicking of his tongue that your brow knits and you gasp.

“Spencer,” you whisper, and it melds into a louder gasp. “Baby.”

He hums into you, reaching around your thigh to grab one of your wrists. You allow him to drag your hand from his hair and intertwine your fingers, his hand on top of yours, pressing them against your stomach where he sweeps his thumb back and forth over your knuckles.

The display of tenderness only makes you ache deeper in your belly, singing in airy, open-mouthed praise for him with a moan you know he would describe as pretty. Spencer says things like that often. He always talks about you like you’re an art form. When it comes to talking about touching you, he’s especially poetic.

When he begins to suckle, your moans get a little more explicit.

But he likes those ones just fine, too.

“Oh, fuck,” you breathe, though it’s a little choked, as you writhe just slightly against him. “That’s so good—oh my god.”

The hand that’s not holding yours rapidly changes position—pressing your thigh to the side with his elbow while he slips his fingers inside you once more.

At that, you really do choke, your body attempting to sit bolt upright but set off balance by the way your hips buck. You moan, loud, lilting, head still lifted to watch as he begins fucking you with his fingers. Your fingers brush through his hair several times before you’re anchoring your hand in it and falling back.

“Wh—please, baby, I can’t—”

But you can, and you both know it. You always do this; your body sends you signs that you’re over-indulging and fights to escape the stimuli and Spencer has learned to recognize your false flags for what they are. His hand speeds up along with his tongue and you cry out again, fighting to keep your legs open and your hips on the bed as every nerve in your body seems to light up neon.

“Oh—Spencer I’m gonna come,” you warn, all high pitched and synthesized into one word. He simply hums a long mhm in acknowledgment, and decides at that moment to brush his fingers over that spot inside of you which proves to be exactly the right button to trigger your detonation.

You can’t help the way you twist then as your orgasm washes you out—jaw dropped as your final keen starts loud, sputters into silence, and melts into an exhausted whine as your hips wind down. Spencer (wisely) adjusts his position, letting go of your hand only so he can sit up as your thighs clamp shut hard. But he’s still pumping his fingers as you writhe, his own mouth hanging open and groaning as you mewl. You watch him through half-lidded eyes, ready to beg him to stop—but as usual, he knows your body better than you do. An orgasm that you had thought was on its way out gets a second life and you can’t even breathe as you feel it so deep within you, pinpointed to one spot of focus, that you have to curl in on yourself, keeling onto your side because it’s simply too intense.

Either your vision goes black or your eyes are simply closed—regardless, time ceases for an unquantifiable moment, and you come to with Spencer rubbing your back and murmuring your name.

“What did I do to you?” he laughs, not unkindly.

Your back arches as mild aftershocks trickle through your system.

“I don’t know,” you slur. “Dark magic.”

He allows himself to be pulled on top of you once more, and you tangle your hands in his hair again.

“But you’re okay?” he murmurs, using his dry hand to play with your hair and brush over your cheek.

“Mhm,” you nod, eyes fluttering shut once more. Then you laugh, sudden and unexpected to both of you. “I think. That was intense. I felt that one in my soul.”

You smile as he exhales a laugh against your skin.

“Okay,” Spencer sighs after you catch your breath, bumping his nose against yours before sitting up—this time, not allowing you to pull him back down. “I need to take a shower. You should come with me.”

“Five more minutes,” you mumble. He raises his eyebrows.

“But this is your last chance to wash my hair before it’s a whole inch shorter tomorrow.”

“Oh,” you laugh, but it turns deadly serious very quickly. “Spencer, I am not letting you cut a whole inch off your hair. I need that inch.”

“For what?” He snorts.

You smile big, glad he didn’t see your joke coming for once.

“Handles! Duh!”

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licorice-lips · 9 hours

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Personally I think we're letting vampire and werewolves stories with an edge of comedy slide too easily. I mean, have you thought about how many jokes and puns we can make with them???

Just to name a few:

• Werewolves:

"I just think...' / "The premium dog is talking, everyone! Listen up!"

"I take personal offense in your disbelief in my ability to take out an upgraded wolf"

*Latina household* / "Did you just GROWL to me, young man?!" / "No, mama, I'm sorry, it's the full moon!"

"So, when you transform, your clothes..." / "Please, don't ask" / "Oh, sorry, I didn't realize it was a *Mom, from somewhere in the house*: "This boy thinks I shit money for his clothes, honey!"

"So... vampires..." / "We're not enemies, we're... Argentina and Brazil during the Worldcup" / "...so enemies" / "...yeah"

"So if you have sex as..." / "OH MY GOD" / "I'm just wondering!" / "DO NOT EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN" / "I'm simply saying monster fuck is a thing!" / "MOM I NEED A NEW BEST FRIEND NOW"

"So the whole pack thing is very intense, is it not? Familial bonds and whatever" / "Well, I'm Latino so I don't think I'd have a choice either way" / "Point made"

• Vampires:

*vampire attacks human* / *Human brandishing a cross* "I REFUSE to die at the hands of the glorified zombie with a blood kink!"

*sunshine teenager human/grumpy 1000yo vampire mentor* / "Ow, c'mon, Fangs" / "Shut up, Food"

"Beg your pardon, I am NOT arrogant!" / "Have you ever looked yourself in a mirror? Oh, wait..." / "Shut up"

"I think..." / "Shut up, Fangs. You drink blood to live, you do not have a trustworthy opinion on how to cook meat."

"C'mon, Food, I don't bite" / "... I'm not even dignifying to answer that one"

"I'm older than you by a millennia!" / "Sorry there, gourmet grandpa"

"So, I know you might be upset but-" / "What are you talking about? I have my personal talking History book!" / "...I really hate you" / "Love you too, fangs"

"So, do you really shine in the sun?" / "The fuck?!?! Of course not! Where did you get this idea from?" / "It's in the book with the gothic vampire?" / "Dracula never shone in the sun!" / "What do you mean, Dracula? I'm talking about Edward Cullen!" / *Pinches his nose in clear disappointment* "What kind of degenerated literature is your generation is consuming where vampires SHINE in the sun" / "Well, it's more a kind of sparkling thing..." / "DON'T talk to me!" *Leaves dramatically*

(I just realized I'm way funnier in English and am now very sad)

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redbleedingrose · 1 year

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Lucien x Fem!Reader NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: NSFW 18+ only, MDNI!!!!! Minors look away frl!!! This is pure filth!

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A/N: What a huge sigh of relief that my tags are officially working again. The stress of it all was insane and like I mentioned before, it was super disheartening. I appreciate every single one of you who has been patient and so kind throughout this whole process of me getting to know/explore/post on tumblr. As always, I appreciate all the likes, comments, and reblogs! The interaction means so much to me, and I absolutely adore each and every one of you! Remember to take a sip of water, eat something nutritious, and take your meds! My asks are always open if you ever need someone to talk to! 🥰

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Lucien and you are such cuddlers after sex, practically clinging to each other, and pressing soft kisses into each others skin wherever you can reach.

You both kind of just like to take some time together in the silence of the night, with the trees rustling in the wind, and come down from your highs in peace.

You both don’t say much, but honestly, not much needs to be said. Your love for each other, your appreciation for each other, your adoration for one another is felt in the moments you share during sex and after sex as you press against each other in a tight embrace.

Lucien just likes to take time and admire you in the moonlight, taking in every dip and curve that is your body, thumbing the stretch marks, and brushing his hand from your hip to waist and back down again.

You fall asleep holding each other, and part of the aftercare process continues in the morning when he brings you pastries and breakfast sandwiches from your favorite bakery that is nearby, and runs you a bath while you eat.

Usually the bath is where you discuss anything you really liked or disliked from the night prior, and if there are any changes that you want to make and also listen to any of his input (though it's usually just him telling you how perfect you are)

If it is a morning after you were dominant, then of course, you are making him homemade breakfast followed with a warm bath and some cuddles. Making sure the male is hydrated and asking him for his feedback.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think Lucien loves your face, the way it is structured, your smile “Gods your lips, honey, your fucking lips”, the shape and color of your eyes, the small wrinkles that appear at the corner of your eyes as you beam at him, the way your entire face lights up when you laugh, the way your eyebrows arch in indignation at his teasing, the way your lips lift up into a smug smirk whenever you tease him, the way the apples of your cheek flush at his compliments. Lucien can and will stare at you with any chance that he gets, and is often teased by everyone around him because he makes it so painfully obvious how smitten he is.

Lucien’s back muscles are so fucking defined, you have no words. Any time his shirt comes off, so do your panties tbh. I think you realize that Lucien is an extremely powerful male, but chooses diplomacy and kindness as a weapon compared to strength and anger, and maybe that is something that he grew to learn with Beron as a father. It is a major turn on that he is just a good male at heart. Someone who values peace and choice, rather than any sort of force or anger. And lets be honest, his back muscles showcase the youngest Vanserra is fucking ripped, and he could lift you up and carry you with ease. (and then toss you into bed before ravishing you)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Mother above, when Lucien cums, he is spilling out a hot thick load fast, and it is almost never ending. The male will cum on you, in you, wherever you want he is not too picky. But let me just say, when he cums in you, Gods, your orgasm just keeps going because of the sensation of his hot load filling you.

Also Lucien loves when you cum on his tongue, you are either cuming on his tongue or cock. Rarely does he let you finish on his fingers, and when he does, his fingers jump straight into his mouth where he can suck and lick off your juices.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You and Lucien are filthy for each other mother above help you cuz you both are going to hell

He really loves when you spit into his mouth, especially when you are riding him and you grip his jaw forcing it open staring into his eyes as you spit.

Once… you were sitting across from Morr discussing gods know what because you don’t even remember now… this male… this fucking male walks up behind you all smooth and easy with a dirty smirk and eyes glinting with lust… he doesn’t say a single word… he just slides his hand around your throat and tilts your head up, one finger sliding up to pull your chin open… in the middle of your conversation with Morr mind you… and fuCKING SPITS INTO YOUR MOUTH… AND THEN WINKS AT YOU BEFORE SAUNTERING AWAY WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING…

Poor Morr, the woman was too stunned to speak

And so were you

Like you literally just brought your head down to face Morr again and it was beet red… AND THEN YOU SWALLOWED IT

Anyways, it was a spiritual journey for you and Lucien that night, you both saw the heavens during your climaxes.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Lucien is a very experienced male, he definitely has had sex with both men and women. He knows what he is doing, and he knows what he likes and dislikes, and he is not afraid to be open about it.

Given he is experienced… Lucien once made you cum on his tongue in 23 seconds… he counted…

Safe to say, you never walk away from the male with no less than 6 orgasms…

mother save your pussy

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Lucien really likes to take you against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist. There is just a deep penetration there that allows for him to hit all the right spots with every thrust, and for him, the look on your face as your eyes glaze over, cheeks flush, lips part with your tongue slipping out looking a bit cockdrunk is a major turn on for him.

And yes he does spit on your tongue and into your mouth… “Swallow f’me honey.” he whispers in such a soft smug filthy voice…

And yes he does put a hand around your throat to feel it bob as you swallow

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I think Lucien tends to be pretty goofy during sex unlike our Illyrian males or autumn heir. Lucien, at his heart and very core, is a good, kind, easy going male.

And that translates into his love making. He is obviously serious in some moments, especially when it comes to teasing you and the foreplay, but he is not afraid to share a giggle with you here and there if you break character

And it makes things so easy going in your relationship and during sex, because it reminds you that at the end of the day, this is for both of you to enjoy and find intimacy in each other.

All in all, he is not afraid to tell a joke while he is pounding into you… his raspy laugh is… well… lets just say it is the sexiest sound you have ever heard and yes you have absolutely cum to the sound alone.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Lucien does trim, but he does not shave down there. He likes his happy trail and so do you.

The carpet does match the drapes ;)

Lucien is also the kind of male to prefer you all natural baby, but he does not care whether you choose to shave or not, he will always be willing to go to town with you.

Hair is just not a big concern for him, and it isn’t for you either.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Man… Lucien is a fucking romantic.

One moment, he is railing into you trying to break your back on his cock, and the next he is moving into a slow sensual rhythm, grinding into you and whispering how much he loves you.

I like to think that Lucien gets extremely emotional at the thought of you, at the thought of having you, at the thought of loving you, and at the thought of you reciprocating any feelings towards him.

The poor male suffered enough with Jesminda’s death, and sometimes, it is overwhelming for him to think that he was able to move on. I think it is terrifying for him because he comes to the realization whenever you are with him, and whenever you are so close to him, that you could be taken away at a moments notice… and he doesn’t think he would survive it

So he is making sure you know, at the end of every orgasm between you, “I love you and I can’t live without you. I just can’t,” while tears begin to brim his reddened eyes, “Please. Please honey. Don’t ever leave me.” It comes out in a heartbreaking whisper as you pull him closer to you, wrapping your legs tightly around his waist as he continues to gyrate into you, and sliding your arms around his neck to bring his head down to yours, “I promise Luc, I am never leaving you.”

Def one of his subby moments

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I think it depends on where you are to be honest. Lucien is constantly craving you, your body, your orgasms and if he isn’t around you, then he will absolutely be fisting his cock thinking about tonguing your cunt.

You also really enjoy mutual masturbation, it is an amazing method of foreplay and the thought of Lucien watching you with hunger in his eyes, unable to touch you as you finger yourself… it's unmatched.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lucien is a switch and you cannot convince me otherwise. He is dominant most of the time, but there are times when he just needs you to take control and show him how much you adore and need him.

Spitting… I have nothing else to say your honor… except…

Once he was eating you out and he spit on your pussy and you immediately came, crossing your shaking thighs and trapping his head between them so fast… in which he proceeded to overstimulate you.

Anyway, overstimulation is another kink of his

Choking - this comes pretty hand in hand with the spitting kink to be honest, he just loves the sensation of feeling your throat bob as you swallow, and your panties are soaked from the control this male has over you.

Hair pulling… this male has the longest most luscious locks, you can’t tell me he doesn’t like the occasional tug in his hair that is trying to pull his head closer to your cunt as he is eating you out.

Begging and edging!!! He loves having you all desperate and crying out for him to touch you in any way. I think it is definitely a confidence booster for him, but also this huge reassurance that you crave him just as much as he craves and desires you. So it absolutely goes both ways.

Sprinkling in a little humiliation and degradation… that time he spit into your mouth while Morr was sitting right across from you… while you were in the middle of a conversation… say less.

But it's also the way he croaks out a laugh at you begging for his spit while he fucks you into oblivion, “What a cockdrunk slut you are begging for my spit, huh honey? My cockdrunk slut.”

Instant orgasm

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

I think Lucien likes to take you anywhere where you can find privacy: the bar bathroom bent over the sink, the sauna in the spa he took you to for vacation, on every surface of your house, literally anywhere where there are no prying eyes.

What I mean to say is there is no specific favorite place because he just wants you whenever he can have you.

This male is feral for you, but is also willing to protect you with his life. And is also very possessive, and is also prone to getting jealous of both males and females that turn their gaze towards you. maybe in slight part because he fears that one day you will leave him for another (though he would never admit it).

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You are a tease. An absolute menace when it comes to Lucien. The poor male is constantly dealing with your games, but oh do you love to play them. Because the reward is always worth it.

And so is the punishment

You only need to whisper some dirty remark into his ear, and the male is done for.

Now sometimes, you get him going completely unintentionally, and these are the times where he is desperate to prove himself to you. Anytime you unintentionally make him jealous by laughing at something Cassian says or giving any male the slightest bit of attention, poor baby Lucien is trying to drag you away to make you forget about any other male.

These are the nights he needs you to take over… the nights he needs you to control him and tell him what to do. The nights you edge him and make him beg to cum. The nights that you overstimulate him, and leave him basking in a warm afterglow from all your need and love for him being poured into his soul.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Lucien is not willing to share you in any capacity. Your body is his and his body is yours. He is also not willing to share himself in any capacity.

Lucien does like to beg, but I think he has a limit there. There is a fine line for him in what is an acceptable amount of teasing and what is too much for him… what would leave him overstimulated and not in the good way… what would leave him feeling desperate and undeserving of you. It is not a line either of you want to cross, and so you make sure to maintain good reassurance throughout with check ins during playtime.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

I don’t know if I have already mentioned this, but both of you are givers in nature. I think it does depend on the mood whether or not you are on your knees for him or he is on his knees for you, but to remediate that, you use the 69 position a TON.

It is absolutely the perfect way for you both to give and receive at the same time, and the moans/groans/whimpers that both of you are making vibrates throughout your entire body and into each other's sexes.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I think it starts off fast for you both… you tend to be desperate for each other at the beginning of the night

As you both continue throughout the evening, the urgency of it all decreases, but the want and need is still there and you will continue with soft, slow, and sensual sex.

Both of you take control at different points throughout the night, only reaffirming your love and want for the other.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

I think when Lucien is feeling desperate for you, then you cannot do quickies because once he starts, he won't stop until you are pushing him away from the ache in your cunt.

However… you are always pushing Lucien into the other room and pulling his pants down to suck on his cock, hissing at him to “Shut your mouth Luc, only I get to hear your moans.”

The way he whimpers in response as he presses his lips together, flush rising up his neck spreading to his face and ears…

So I would like to think that you love quickies and he is impartial to them

(poor male is shaky by the time you are done with him and everyone knows what you two were up to)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Lucien is always game to experiment as long as they land within both of your boundaries. He never wants to make you feel uncomfortable, nor does he want to cross any boundaries for himself.

I mentioned how Lucien tends to be private in terms of having sex… the male is not private with his foreplay as evidence with his stunt in front of Morr.

Which he did spend the night dominating you… but I guarantee…

He was punished the next morning

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Lucien can go 5-6 rounds in a night before he needs a break, maybe a quick nap, before waking up and continuing

He can last for a while when it is foreplay and he is not inside you, but the second your warm silk walls envelope his cock, the male is done for and is rutting into you trying to find his peak.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes absolutely, for both you and him.

His favorite for himself is a butt plug → you would say you were surprised but are you really?

His favorite for you are nipple clamps… idk he loves your nipples…

Mommy kink??? It is possible…

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You both tease each other an insane amount to be honest.

It truly depends on whether he is feeling dominant or submissive in the moment, because that will determine his level and way of teasing

If he is dominant, he is openly teasing you and trying to get you aroused. He doesn’t care if you are sitting at the dinner table in front of the inner circle, he is rubbing circles into your inner thighs inching up…

If Luc is feeling subby… well he is trying to get a rise out of you so that you will drag him away to whatever corner you deem fit to punish him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Lucien in private tends to be very vocal with his whimpers and moans. He has this characteristic roar whenever he cums in you, and gods does it have your cunt clenching down hard when he does

But he can also be very quiet for whenever you are feeling particularly risky and are dragging him into empty conference rooms to have your way with him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lucien has definitely had sex with Tamlin, but he always mentions to you how he didn’t really enjoy himself because he didn’t get to cum that night.

It was a one time thing, but idk… whenever Lucien brings it up (which is very rarely in all fairness) it doesn’t sit well with you

So the next time you were in spring, you pulled him into the library and sucked on his cock, and demanded he be loud (the only time you have allowed him to be loud) so that Tamlin could hear what it sounds like to actually pleasure a male.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Lucien is a good 9 inches, and he is fucking thick.

He is thicker than any male mentioned in the ACOTAR series… don’t argue with me on this… yes, even thicker than Cassian

You can feel every ridge, every vein, every dip, every curve of his cock within you.

It is always an adjustment to accommodate the fullness of him, always a slight stretch at your core. It is the most delicious sensation, and gods when he starts pumping in and out, in and out, in and out????

RIP your pussy

No wonder you get cockdrunk on him

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Its pretty high, you guys will have sex and love making sessions multiple times a day. I think both of you do a good job of equally initiating sex.

Like it's not only Lucien, it is also you… it makes it very easy for him to believe you when you tell him how much you actually need him and want him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

The warmth and cuddling after sex knocks poor baby Lucien out. He is usually exhausted after all is said and done, and after the aftercare portion, he is absolutely the first to fall asleep.

You continue to rub his chest or arms or back, wherever you have access to, and continue to whisper words of affirmations as he sleeps

His breathing and warmth is usually what sends you into sleep after a while of just being with his sleeping form.

#lucien acotar #lucien x reader #lucien vanserra x reader #omg tags please work #idk if you are still working #please i am begging you for the love of god

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ourflagmeansgayrights · 9 months

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not to undermine the emotional significance of the title on probably dozens of blackhands spotify playlists but tbh. imo. if i may.

to me, izzy’s “you told me that above all else is loyalty to my captain” reads exactly like how fang saying “you told me that the love of a pet makes a man weak” in e6 reads. which is that Blackbeard is ed’s worksona, a front he puts on to portray himself as a badass legendary masculine caricature, so sometimes ed says some random shit that sounds kinda ominous and edgy just to keep up appearances.

like in e6, ed barely even remembers saying that shit about loving a pet. the reason he gives for not letting fang keep the dog is that pets make the ship dirty. but disliking mess is not cool/badass/manly enough for The Legendary Blackbeard, so what he said to fang at the time was some bullshit about how having pets is for pussies or whatever. and you know that what he said is bullshit bc he barely remembers saying it. the dialogue and the acting in that scene all imply that the whole “the love of a pet makes a man weak” thing was literally just ed talking out of his ass.

so like. to ME it seems really likely that ed telling izzy “above all else is loyalty to your captain” was ed finding a way to say “a big part of your job is not betraying me” but in a way that sounded cool. and he wasn’t invested in it sounding cool bc izzy’s promotion was a particularly important moment to ed, he wanted it to sound cool for the same reason he needed his “no pets allowed” policy to sound cool. the facade of The Legendary Blackbeard wasn’t just for ed’s enemies, ed needed his crew to believe in it, too.

in the very first episode, buttons tells us that traditionally, pirate captains maintain the respect and obedience of their crew by successfully portraying themselves as tough, badass, manly. ed’s done this by building his reputation as a genius sailor and bloodthirsty killer, and for years he’s most likely had to interact with his crew in a way that supports that reputation.

tl;dr “above all else is loyalty to your captain” was most likely ed making up some manly-sounding bullshit to keep up appearances in the same way that “the love of a pet makes a man weak” was clearly just him talking out of his ass

#please for the love of god nobody get mad about this stupid post about silly gay pirates i am begging you #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd meta #edward teach #ed teach #edward teach born on a beach #txt #meta #mine #og #s1e01 #s1e06 #s1e09

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captainbfresh · 20 days

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I want them to get married so during the vows Tommy can take the piss out of Evan 'I'm an ally' Buckley for a disastrous first date

#911 abc #i love them i love them you don't understand what this has done to me #Eddie who?#Tommy my beloved #he was so sweet and gentle and Buck is going to absolutely ruin it when eddie turns up #and i get it i do but my god #i want them to have a proper relationship please i am begging #tevan #kinkley #tuck #whatever your ship name is you have my entire heart on a platter

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rainbowinbeigeboots · 28 days

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currently thinking about how doug and michael both call lisa “kiddo” when lisa is in a vulnerable moment with both of them, they both betray her in similar/different ways, and how neither of them see her as equal to them

#AND YET CREATURE IS THERE TREATING HER LIKE MORE THAN HIS EQUAL AND WORSHIPPING THE GROUND SHE WALKS ON #I NEED A MOMENT BECAUSE I AM NOT OKAY ABOUT THESE TWO NEARLY TWO MONTHS LATER STILL #i WISH i could make gifs so i could make this parallel because it’s all i’ve been thinking about after watching it again on saturday #please gif makers i am on my knees begging for this gif set #diablo cody i see what you have done and god every time rewatch this movie i fall more in love with it #diablo cody and zelda williams really did hold my face and say ‘babes this one is for YOU’#lisa swallows #creature #lisa frankenstein #meaghan rambles

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syekick-powers · 11 months

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gotta say, i do not like how lately i've been seeing posts from people who use a person having colorfully dyed hair as a sort of shorthand for "leftist who is actually secretly an asshole." like people making comments like "the girl with blue hair and perfect eyeliner wings is also the one who won't give up their seat for a disabled person on the bus". like we already have to deal with the right-wing fascists using "blue hair and pronouns" as a shorthand for "leftist (trans) person who is insufferable and oversensitive", can we please not turn brightly colored hair into a caricature in leftist circles as well. having brightly dyed hair is not some magic symbol of "person who claims to be a leftist but is actually secretly an asshole". it is a morally neutral trait. and while i'm not discounting anyone's experience with someone with brightly dyed hair who treated them badly, i think that turning it into some kind of shorthand for "asshole" is just going to ultimately hurt us more than it's going to help.

#sye's babbles #like. i love having blue hair. i don't feel right without it.#and i am kinda getting uncomfortable with the level of vitriol that is being aimed at ppl with brightly dyed hair #from BOTH sides of the political spectrum #just because you had one fucking person with pink hair treat you badly does not mean everyone w bright hair will #it's obviously not comparable to axes of oppression since its a personal choice to style your hair like that and all #but also like. it just feels like two steps below being an asshole to someone who is gnc #because having brightly dyed hair IS a non-conformist hairstyle #it's treated as improper and unprofessional #and shitting on people for not conforming is always going to make you look like a conformist assimilationist douche.#please for the love of god begging EVERYONE to be normal about brightly dyed hair.

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insuspensa · 1 year

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i have had Enough. words mean things

#HE RUNS A RESEARCH INSTITUTE FUNDED BY DONATIONS I AM BEGGING YOU FIND ANOTHER INSULT #elias bouchard #this also goes for the other insult i see used for him that has zero canon evidence. please for the love of god #if you want to make fun of him there are other legitimate things and i say this as an elias enjoyer

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kaladinkholins · 3 months

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BRB thinking thoughts about Taigen's character, the TaiMizu ship, and a big chunk of fandom's perceptions regarding both those things.

(Inspired by @farintonorth's post related to this topic that just got my brain going brrrrr)

OK so let me just... start off by saying that I think that reducing stories to their tropes is seriously detrimental to the way some people are interacting with fiction, and while that honestly warrants its own post about the subject, I wanna talk specifically about how this affects the way some people in the fandom talk about Taigen and TaiMizu.

Because yeah, tropes are useful shorthand to refer to certain dynamics or archetypes etc, and they are indeed the building blocks to any story. But in a well-written story, characters and their relationships, actions, and motivations, are much more complex than just tropes. Because in a story that has characters who are more than just cardboard cutouts, their behaviours, backgrounds, motivations and all of that, are inseparable from the context of the overall story they exist in.

So like, sure, you can say Mizu and Taigen have an enemies-to-lovers or rivals-to-lovers dynamic. I also use those terms because it's easier. But I also think this is where things start to get a bit twisted, especially from an intertextual sense. Because "enemies-to-lovers" is also commonly used to refer to other ships in other media, whereby it tends to be rooted in an imbalanced power dynamic, such as oppressor-oppressed and bully-victim.

And while that's a whole can of worms that I won't be getting into because it can quickly derail into a whole separate sort of fandom discourse, I'd just like to make it clear that Mizu and Taigen, in particular, do not have an imbalanced power dynamic. They are not bully-victim or oppressor-oppressed. The only understandable reason why someone might actually think their relationship is imbalanced is if

A) they only watched the first episode, or

B) they cannot grasp the slightest bit of nuance in a character, or

C) they're being obtuse on purpose simply because the Mizu/Taigen relationship, or Taigen's character in general, just doesn't suit their tastes.

While yes, Taigen, along with his whole gang, had bullied Mizu when they were children, that dynamic does not exist between them whatsoever in adulthood. Whatever imbalanced bully-victim power dynamic that had once existed between them was decisively ripped apart the moment Mizu beat him in that duel in the dojo, and then completely obliterated by the end of the season.

Mizu is not a defenseless victim at Taigen's mercy. Mizu can beat Taigen's ass any time she wants (and she DOES, repeatedly in fact), and could even kill him if she felt like it. She taunts him openly and without fear ("I like your hair"; "I can beat you with any weapon you choose") and all he does is bark back, because that's pretty much all Taigen ever does. Time and time again, he yaps about how much he wants to kill her, but time and time again, his actions prove that all of it is just an empty threat. Because though his words say "I hate you", his actions demonstrate the complete opposite. He's shown how protective he is of Mizu, how unhesitatingly he sacrifices himself up for her, how loyal he is in enduring days-long torture to not give up information about her, how even when near-death and in pain, he's still willing to keep standing back up so he can fight by her side and help her win against her enemies.

And Mizu is not an idiot! She sees that too. She does not see him as a threat, an enemy, or even a bully. Especially not by the end of Episode 3, and definitely not by the end of the season. When she finds him in the dungeon in Episode 6, she smiles from relief, and doesn't think twice to take him with her. Mizu finds him, at best, an annoyance, or at worst, an infuriating hindrance on her quest for vengeance. Which is why, when Taigen is about to say, "It's a shame our duel's set for tomorrow; I have to kill you before you get your revenge," Mizu whacks him on the head without a second thought before he can even finish his sentence, and leaves him lying unconscious, face-down, in the snow.

And this further emphasises how he does not hold any power over her. There is no abusive power dynamic between them. She is more powerful than him, he knows this, and all he's ever done after they've met up again in adulthood is get his ass whooped by her, get mad about it and pester her and follow her around, get his ass whooped by her some more, and put his life on the line to protect her.

"OOoooOOoooH b-but he called her a demon at the end of Episode 7 and threatened to kill her again!!!" Oh my god. He called her that because he's calling her out on her selfishness to stay silent about her knowledge of Fowler's plans to attack Edo. Because to him, loyalty and honour as a samurai is more important than anything. So in his own brash-and-immature Taigen way, he felt betrayed that Mizu did not hold the same principles. That's why he got angry. He wasn't even that mad about letting Akemi get dragged off by the Tokunobu guards. It was about saving the Shogun and the Shogunate as a whole. That's why the first thing he does in Edo is not find Akemi, but try to warn the Shogun about Fowler's attack.

Look, I'm not defending his stupid ass, of course. Because calling her a demon especially after their cute little wrestling time was obviously rude and inappropriate, especially since words like "demon", "monster" and "Onryo" have had such a deep effect on Mizu throughout her life, and continue to contribute to her self-hatred. But like? That's the fun of realistic and flawed characters, and realistic and flawed relationships. They're not perfect, and it's why we as an audience root for them, wanting to see them work through their shit and find a way to prevail despite it all.

Also, him saying that was in the heat of the moment. He was angry, he felt like his initial belief of who Mizu was—a strong and loyal samurai, just like him—was shattered, and so he lashed out. Was it rude? Definitely. Was it immature of him? Yes, incredibly. But it's also very much in line with his character, because even though he's grown a lot over the course of the season, the show isn't over yet, so obviously his character arc is just beginning, as that is also the case for the other three main characters: Mizu is beginning to accept herself, Akemi is beginning to grow into her position of power, Ringo beginning to train under Master Eiji, while Taigen is beginning to simply be a better person.

On that note, when speaking of Taigen's immaturity, I think that's also one of the main things that people tend to gloss over when it comes to his character. Because when you boil everything down to its bare essentials, Taigen is, essentially, a boy. I've talked about this before, but to reiterate, Taigen very much behaves like an unhealed child. Even as an adult, he is insecure, prone to throwing tantrums, and is desperate to latch onto some material goal in hopes that it will make him feel better—initially he was chasing status/glory/greatness, and then when Mizu tells him that "Nothing comes from being a samurai but death," he immediately decides he wants to run away with Akemi in hopes that he will be happy.

And it's a big step, acknowledging that he doesn't truly want greatness, but had always just assumed it was his only path to a good life. But it's clear he still hasn't really figured it out. Because if he did run off with Akemi to get married and live in the countryside, he still wouldn't be happy. Because he still doesn't know who he really is, or what it is he really wants. Marriage at this moment is the last thing he needs, and as he is now, he would be a pretty awful husband. A simple life would be good for him, but would he be good at a simple life, when he still has so much he needs to work through?

So anyway, what I'm getting at here, is that he's trying and he is learning and growing. So yeah, he is flawed, but honestly? So is Mizu. And the funny thing is that they're flawed in very similar ways.

Because Mizu is also an unhealed child. That's why she's so angry all the time. That's why she pushes people away. That's why she, just like Taigen, is so happy when given the chance to playfully wrestle in the forge, laughing and rolling around like children without shame or pretense.

Again, this shows there is no imbalance between them. They had grown up together as peers from the same town. And while Taigen had had the upper hand back then, because he'd had a gang of other kids with him, that is definitely not the case anymore. Today, they are equally flawed, equally strong, equally skilled swordsmen, and equally bull-headed.

However, yes, Mizu is definitely leagues more mature than Taigen. But she still holds a lot of childhood wounds that mirror Taigen's own. And we see this especially in relation to her mother. Similar to Taigen who had an abusive and alcoholic father, Mizu's Mama was an opium addict and had hit her, berated her, had shaved her head without her consent as a child, and as an adult, had constantly emotionally manipulated and guilt-tripped her. Mizu's love for her Mama was what had driven her to a path of vengeance in the very beginning. And when she'd found out Mama was still alive, she had wanted nothing more than her Mama's love, and it was this alone that pushed her to agree to the marriage with Mikio in the first place. And now, knowing from Fowler that her birth mother is someone else entirely, is what makes her agree to keep him alive and haul his ass to London to seek answers.

Thus, integral to Mizu's self-hatred is also Mizu's intense longing for love and family. Just like Taigen, whose pompousness comes from his insecurity about being the son of a poor fisherman, Mizu's goals are also shaped by who her parents are. Remember, her vengeance is not against just anyone who's corrupt or evil, but specifically against the men who she believes had assaulted her mother, the men she believes had made her a monster, the men she believes had abandoned her to die and continue to try to kill her. Her vengeance is against a father, on behalf of a mother. In The Tale of the Ronin and the Bride, Mizu is not merely the Ronin, the Bride, or the Onryo, but also the Child.

This is also why Ringo is so good, not only for Mizu, but for Taigen as well. Ringo is wise and caring and considerate, but above all, he is in tune with his inner child in ways that Mizu and Taigen are not. He is always earnest and positive, he sees the world with childlike wonder, but is not naive or blind to its ugliness. His whole life has been a battle. Ringo brings out the best in Mizu, consistently acting as her moral compass and conscience, and Mizu's choice to save Akemi in the final episode is only because she promised Ringo that she would. Because it's the right thing to do. Ringo inspires her to be a better person, and to think outside of her narrow-minded goal of revenge. At the same time, Ringo also brings out the best in Taigen. While at first Taigen had looked down on both Mizu and Ringo ("Half-limb to a half-wit"), by the end of the season, he's proud to have Ringo as a friend and ally, he listens to Ringo's advice ("What would Master do?"), and asserts to the fucking Shogun that Ringo is a worthy warrior to have by his side.

Okay, I've gone on a bit of a tangent here, but my main point is that Mizu and Taigen are incredibly similar. They are equals. They are both flawed, unhealed children who are chasing some impossible outlandish goal in hopes that it will fill the void in their hearts. They also both have a long way to go in terms of character development if they were to ever build a healthy romantic relationship (either with each other, or even with anyone else). So while I believe things will be rocky (because duh, it's a story, we all live for the drama, etc), I think with Ringo's help, they'll get there eventually.

#blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai meta #mizu x taigen #taigen x mizu #taimizu #taigen blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #meta dissertations.pdf #im not a taigen defender. but i AM a taimizu truther #wank.mp3 #sorta #fandom.rtf #shut up haydar #like i KNOW we all love mizu and want her for ourselves but cmon. let's be real here for a second.#ahem. hear ye! put down the delulu for a mere moment!#and ask thyself. why am i beefing with this pathetic bald man? a man who is the definition of a wet rat?#thus. my brother in nerd ass shit. i beg thee put down thy weapon. this man is not worth beefing with! he is literally... just some guy.#yes...he is bitchy. however! he is also a loser obsessed with mizu. remember this. he is not thine enemy. but simply...one of us.#also lmao like jokes aside lemme be clear. you ARE ALLOWED to hate taigen and taimizu all you like!!!! feel free to do so!!!!#but please just acknowledge it's like. a preference thing. like it's just not your cup of tea! thats A-OK!#but please dont insist that the ship is toxic unhealthy abusive etc #but if you still feel the need to do so. then for the love of god just tag your posts as anti-[insert whatever here] so it helps ppl mute #i knew how to tag shit as anti-makorra since i was fourteen! 😭 like it's basic courtesy cmon

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