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aroyrichardson · 2 years

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S4E11: What is Run of Show - Live Stream Planning

If you fail to plan... Yeah, you know. This episode we talk about creating a "Run of Show" for your YouTube Live Streams with @DrElo #Podcast

So are your livestreams or recorded videos a disorganized mess? This episode we talk about how to organize your “run of show”, your show flow, your script for your show with my guest, Dr. Elo, yes, that Dr. Elo. We will also talk about scripts, worksheets, and teleprompters. I don’t use a teleprompter but you might or you might want to. You can use these for your show. Even if you are doing a…

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gunsatthaphan · 10 months

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"let's take it slow."

#hidden agenda #hidden agenda ep6 #joongdunk #jokezo #joke x zo #joong archen #dunk natachai #gmmtv #thai bl #bl drama #LITERALLY that scene had me running in circles #I just.----#the softness 😩#Im a weak bitch bc I simply cannot deal with joong's charisma I just cant #hes so........🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️#good god.#this show is giving me what only friends wont #which is softness and romance kjdhgf

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airenyah · 9 months

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Bad Buddy (2021) | Hidden Agenda (2023)

#wake up babes new trope dropped #hidden agenda #bad buddy #bbs #patpran #jokezo #meine grafiken #bbsgifmine #hagifmine #patpranification #the patpranification of hidden agenda #as i said: leave it to me to find patpran parallels in E V E R Y T H I N G #this is the 2nd week in a row that i'm patpranifying jokezo and the 3rd time in total during the entire run of the show so far

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ahsoka-in-a-hood · 1 year

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when watching the mandalorian I am left with the distinct impression of there being no reliable narrators, which is cool, but also that the writers themselves are not reliable narrators, which is slightly less cool,

#the mandalorian #especially on mando stuff #din? knows jackshit #bo katan? so much baggage so much projection #the armorer? has a clear agenda and runs a deliberate misinformation school #favroni? i don't actually know which is why the show keeps me guessing lol #i mean apart from rule of cool that's the main thing

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rickybaby · 11 months

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“Daniel knew before the tests at Silverstone that he would have the cockpit at AT if he could perform. He more than survived the pressure situation."

- Helmut fucking Marko

#this old coot really needs to go into a retirement home and I know he’ll just turn around and say shit that only supports his agendas #but damn Daniel really showed he’s still got it #and truth be told he’s always shown he can thrive under pressure #be it monza 2021 going into that weekend knowing that would be his strongest track and being determined to win #because he knew he had to prove he could turn his season around #and after being sacked last year and going into that triple header after summer break #having a nightmarish time in the first two races including that cursed moment of him sitting alone in spa #but then he gets to monza and somehow manages to get to q3 and running in P8 for most of the race before dnfing???#it requires a kind of mental resilience to be able to perform even when everybody has already written you off and you’re on your way out #daniel ricciardo

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assortedfruitsnacks212 · 2 years

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Dear fans of "problematic" characters, ships, and media,

I want you to listen to me very carefully. I've been thinking about this for a while, and it's time I said it out loud.

Hiding your preferences in fiction will not protect you forever. I repeat, hiding your preferences in fiction will not protect you forever.

Here's what happens instead. You get smaller. And because you get smaller, antis rush in to claim what should've been your space and get louder. It's intimidating, so you get even smaller to escape them. Then they claim the space that should've been yours and get louder. And louder. Repeat ad nauseam until you're shoved into a corner so small you can hardly breathe. And you can't live that way, so eventually you leave fandom. Cue the antis laughing and celebrating because that's exactly what they wanted: they've driven you out.

Now, that should be the end of it, right? Except it isn't. Fandom isn't a separate universe from the real world. You might feel like it is, but the two are intimately linked. It's no coincidence anti rhetoric has overrun western fandom at the same time that we're seeing a resurgence in conservative, reactionary politics.

The goal is the same across the board. They want to control every part of your life. If that fails, they'll settle for outright eliminating you. That's why antis are so startlingly casual about sending death threats. It's also why radical conservatives stockpile guns and fantasize about the day they get to use them. It's the same damn attitude, the same intolerance for anyone who thinks differently than them.

(What a tragedy that so many antis are some flavor of queer. They're parroting people who, in the real world, are itching to eliminate them too.)

If we don't get in the habit of pushing back, things are only going to get worse for "freaks" and "weirdos" like us. So I'm begging you to start building those push-back muscles. Draw a boundary, even if it's invisible to everyone but you, and plant your feet there. Tell yourself, "No, they don't get to chase me out any further than this." Then, as you get more comfortable, take your space back one step at a time.

It's okay if you have to start small. In fact, I encourage it. Think of the tiniest baby step you can take and do that.

Send an anon to a blog that's pro-problematic media (a great way to start voicing your opinions safely).

Create a sideblog that's totally separate from your main.

Turn off anons on your blog(s).

Hide your likes and the list of blogs you follow.

Message people privately who share your interests. If you feel a good vibe, keep the conversation going until you can call them friends.

Join a Discord server for your "problematic interest."

Block antis the second you see them.

Slowly, piece by piece, build a little community that supports you.

And then, when it feels right, start stretching your limits.

Send an ask without turning on anon.

Reblog a "problematic" post on your main.

Re-enable anons on your own blog (only if you want to - personally, I have no desire to do that yet, but I'm getting there).

And so on and so forth :)

Take it as slow as you need to, lean hard on your trusted friends, and don't be ashamed if it gets too stressful and you have to back off for a while. Dealing with anti bullshit is fkn hard.

And of course, always prioritize your health and safety. I would never tell a queer teenager to come out if they're still living with their abusive, homophobic family. Same with a "problematic" fan who's surrounded by antis!

Just remember, there are many more people like you than you might suspect. Both in fandom and out of it.

#purity culture #anti anti #i decided to openly ship bileven after the u.s. supreme court struck down abortion rights #at first glance those things couldn't be more unrelated #but in my mind it's all part of the same fight #the overturning of roe v wade showed me that no matter how small i try to make myself #people with a hostile agenda will chase me down and force their will down my throat #you CANNOT win by running and hiding #only by standing your ground and saying #'no more. this is who i am. and i deserve to take up just as much space as you.'

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fcb-mv33 · 9 months

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Sky sports love to play the high and mighty act with their questions especially this weekend towards max and Christian but yet they have danica patrick on air with all her history?? Lmao

#look I get why max and Christian got asked but the wording of the questions were ridiculous #sky really want to run their agenda yet they have her on the show?#lmao #rambles

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heretherebedork · 1 year

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I am a mess what an ending, people heading on journeys and Chan setting Khatha free because he loved him all alone, Chan forcing Khatha to fight for his new loves and new life, Khatha having the chance to be with Chan at the end of his life and to dream with him, Dome getting to help save the world, The One giving a speech about free will and killing god, Triphob giving up his chance at love for her life, Chan releasing Khatha from his obligations but giving him back the freedom to love with the Dome, the return of Khatha's scepter, Chan looking at the moon with Khatha, Dome promising to stay at his side no matter his choices... I am a mess that was glorious and I hope Khatha and Dome find a lot of happiness together whereever and whenever they might be.

#midnight museum #midnight museum series #midnight museum the series #thai drama #thai series #khathadome #khatha x dome #dome x khatha #domekhatha #gmmtv #weird gay meta #weird gay agenda #i love them so much #honestly loved the entire show #and hope that if we do get a second season it has nothing to do with them #just let them run off into the sunset

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mlady-magnolia · 10 months

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Rogers: The Musical is GIVING. SILLY. GOOFY.

Oh my god it was so much fun. It was so stupid. It was so camp. The whole thing was camp. I loved every second of it. It was perfect.

Also Peggy, my beloved little musical Peggy, you are perfect I love you and your silly little British singing was mwah mwah mwah

Agent Carter’s musical episode walked so Rogers: The Musical could fucking RUN.

#go see it if y’all are at disney land #its a limited time run this summer and its so worth it #its amazing from a theatre kid and an mcu fan #i love rogers the musical sm #also the steggy agenda was strong with this one #god i dont even ship steggy that much but you bet your ass i was screaming when they danced and kissed #right in the feels #rogers the musical #steve rogers my beloved #peggy carter my beloved #mcu #disneyland #i will not shut up about this #the theatre kid inside me is screaming #and so is the mcu fan #also NICK FURY’S NUMBER SLAPS SO HARD #IM SORRY BUT HIS SONG IS THE BEST ONE IN THE SHOW #GIVE THAT MAN A RAISE GOD DAMNIT

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lifedomain · 2 years

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Isidora Goreshter as Svetlana Yevgenivna in Shameless (US) Season 5 Episode 2, I’m the Liver

#shamelessedit #shameless #svetlana yevgenivna #isidora goreshter #mygifs*#*mine #rewatching this show as a semi-adult..#means that the gay agenda is running rampant #she is so beautiful i am going to walk off a very tall cliff

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natalias-pierogi · 8 months

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all of this, all of the theories about him coming out, or maybe someone getting hurt because of him, was just because. jokes a middle child. what

#i enjoyed this show but also. what 😭#it feels like it tried to do too many things and then they run out of time to wrap it up #so they just said *shrug* i guess he has issues bc he has an older and a younger brother!#bff rn 😭#hidden agenda

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carrotcouple · 2 years

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Jiang Yanli loves her brothers. She loves her family. She always has. But sometimes she pulls herself away. Because her family is broken and they tear at each other with the shards. She is sometimes so scared of getting hurt and hurting in return.

So she loves and smiles and cares and fears. She puts on a facade of peace in hopes that it'll become true. It's easy sometimes. Her brothers come to her to find peace and she offers it readily. But sometimes it's hard. Her father plants a knife in Wei Ying's hands and Jiang Cheng gets cut on the sharp edge. It's terrifying to see Jiang Cheng embrace Wei Ying even as he sees that knife.

She wants to slap herself. If she had tried harder, if she had been more than just a safe place, things could have changed. She wouldn't be sitting here in the middle of her youngest brother's room and staring blankly at the walls.

She'd noticed him writing, complimented him, smiled, had given him a hug. He'd always lit up back then. But it hadn't been enough. She didn't understand that writing had been his life, that his fingers had always been stained with ink, that he always had a brush in his pocket and words on his skin.

She stares at the walls now, noticing points where the ink runs out and then runs slightly red. She's heard rumors, about people like her A-Cheng who didn't mind destroying themselves in order to keep going. To stop would be to live a life worse than death.

She gets up and puts her fingers against the wall, where the ink starts to run a little red.

How had she not noticed her brother bleeding?

She presses her forehead against the wall, against the heart that A-Cheng had poured out with ink and cries.

Part 1 < Part 2 > Part 3

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seawherethesunsets · 2 years

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I have so many things I wanna gif from little women ep 8 but that has to wait till I’m back from work and if I have leftover energy adksadfjll /old/

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carlyreneeinthemoon · 9 months

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2 sons paying for dinner with dad: yeah he’s over 65 and that’s technically senile so we gotta take care of him now, ha.

Me: oh man I wish someone would tell the government that…

Them: what?

Me: what? Thanks so much have a great night! ✌🏻

#oops my liberal agenda is showing #say no to octogenarians running the country

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saetoru · 10 months

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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ GETO SENSEI — GETO SUGURU.

contents. based on this drabble and this drabble, post hidden inventory arc, healing suguru agenda !!, fluff + established relationships, suguru wants to become a teacher :,) bc teacher suguru is what we deserved

“mwah,” you press a wet kiss to suguru’s cheek. “there,” you said proudly, “another kiss for my sugu. want more?”

“i think i’m okay now, baby. thank you—”

“mwah,” you kiss his forehead, giggling, “i have a lot more where that came from, y’know.”

“i believe it,” he shakes his head, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips, “you don’t seem to run out.”

“my sugu needs all the kisses he can get,” you gasp, “they’re good for his health!”

suguru smiles softly at that, closes his eyes and leans into you as you brush back his bangs from his face and thread your fingers into his hair, scratching gently along his scalp as he sighs. you watch him relax, content with the way his under eyes seem to be less dark as of late. you brush a thumb under his eyes, feeling the soft skin before gently stroking along his cheek.

“don’t you have a mission tomorrow?” he asks quietly, letting his head droop into your hand as you cup his cheek.

“i do,” you nod, “but i have some time to kill before i go to bed.”

“you should rest,” he mumbles, “you don’t want to be tired while you’re out there.”

“i’ll get rest, suguru,” you assure with a roll of your eyes, “your hair’s a bit longer, don’t you think?”

“yeah,” he tilts his head as you reach to grab at his bun, pulling the hair tie to let his hair fall freely down to his shoulder. “i guess i should cut it.”

“i like it,” you pout, “‘s pretty like this.”

“yeah?” he grins, cracking an eye open to look at you in amusement, “should i keep growing it for you then?”

“you should,” you nod, “i’ll braid it.”

“yeah, as if,” he raises an eyebrow, unimpressed, “satoru’s never gonna let me hear the end of it if he sees.”

“he won’t see!”

“you said that last time when you put my hair in space buns, remember? and then you showed him a picture.”

“baby,” you gasp, “what happened to forgiving and forgetting? that was me of the past—i’ve grown! i won’t betray you like that again.”

you hold a hand up as an oath, nodding seriously to prove your point. he looks at you unconvinced before chuckling and leaning in, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“today wasn’t so bad,” he mumbles, “i liked today.”

“yeah?” you smile, letting his head fall to the crook of your neck, shuffling closer on his lap as your arms wrap around him.

he nods into your shoulder, “yeah.”

“good,” you murmur, “you’ll be okay. even if it takes some time.”

“sometimes it doesn’t feel like it,” he admits, cheek pressed against your shoulder as he speaks into your skin. your fingers are in his hair—they seem to never leave, and he hopes they never do. your hand rubs up and down his back, slowly, like it’ll snap in two if you go too fast.

“you will, baby,” you say sweetly, kissing his head as you twist his hair into a messy bun, tying it with his hair tie as you speak.

suguru is healing—you like to think so. he smiles more, sometimes they even meet his eyes all the way. he sleeps better, eats more healthy, seeks you out when things are crushing on his shoulders. there’s something lighter about him, something less heavy and tormented and even if he’s still empty sometimes, you always find him at the right moments.

sometimes, suguru is lost—and maybe you can’t always guide him out, but you can be lost together.

sometimes that’s enough.

“i think…” he starts, trailing off hesitantly. your hand hikes under his shirt, rubbing the bare skin of his back—it’s always calmed him more that way, feeling you without the barrier of fabric in the way.

“you think?” you encourage, letting him take his time to process his thoughts.

“i think i want to teach,” he mumbles, “here, at jujutsu high. but…but do it better. i think i’d do it better, y’know? the way kids deserve.”

you smile at that—proud, a little heartbroken deep down. people have failed suguru, they’ve failed you too. and satoru. and shoko. and nanami. and haibara too—and it’s up to you all to piece yourselves back together. maybe you can all do it together, one cracked, sharp little piece at a time.

sometimes the edges will slice your skin, will reopen old wounds and make you bleed all over again just when you thought you were done bleeding. but suguru has you to bandage the cuts, and you have him too. and everyone else, as well.

you pull away, cup his cheeks and press a soft kiss to his lips as you close your eyes. his hands lay over yours, and he thinks, for a brief moment, you’re right.

maybe he will be okay—maybe he won’t be the same, but he can be new. and that’s not always so bad.

“i think that’s a great idea,” you whisper, “i think you’ll be amazing. what kids will need.”

“well, i’ll try,” he chuckles, pressing his forehead to yours, “and who knows, maybe you can call me geto sensei here and there.”

“we’ll see about that,” you snort. he pouts, making you lean in and kiss those jutted lips of his with a quick peck.

“i’ll convince you,” he says confidently, “you’ll be the only one i let get extra credit.”

“oh i’m honored,” you giggle, “i’ll stay in school just for you.”

“how sweet,” he grins.

you kiss him after that, and he kisses you back. your lips taste like strawberry chapstick, and your arms are warm and tight around him, and even if curses taste vile and the world is coldly unforgiving, suguru can make it through each day with at least one real smile with you by his side.

it’s not so hard when you’re around.

“i love you,” you breathe. it’s enough, he thinks, you’re enough.

“i love you too,” he kisses your jaw, “i’ll love you more if you call me geto sensei, though.”

yes this is my own version of canon. u can’t take it away from me. in MY world (the only world that matters) suguru heals and becomes a teacher <3 and fucks me over his desk

#operation: heal suguru!#teepods.writings #drabbles.#geto x reader #geto fluff #geto x you #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fluff #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #geto suguru fluff

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tojirights · 3 months

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❛ you taste like heaven. ❜

Alastor with angel!reader omg. I imagine that reader was Alastor's wife back when they were alive, but didn't see eachother again after death because Alastor is in hell and reader is in heaven. I imagine that after Sir Pentious got redeemed, Sera sent reader (because she has experience with demons(? Ur choice) and Sera trusts her a lot) down to hell to investigate this 'hazbin hotel'.

a/n: AHHHH i almost didnt want to write smut into this because it was so precious 😭 ooc alastor again but its so CUTE. i added my "alastor speaks french" agenda to this as well lol.

buy me a coffee? 😇

tags: 18+ smut nsfw, fem! receiving oral

heaven was in shambles after the last extermination, no one knew what would happen next now that souls could be redeemed from hell. it was then that sera approached you in private, all but begging you to go be an "ambassador." you were hesistant at first, not only thinking that this was a lot of responsibility, but also that your... husband had to be down there. he wasn't a "good man" after all, but your heart still fluttered at the thought of seeing him once more. with a sigh, you accept sera's plea and prepare for your trip down to the hazbin hotel.

there to greet you, was charlie morningstar herself, bright eyed and bubbly just like you heard all about. she leads you into the foyer of the hotel before you stop dead in your tracks. charlie is still speaking a mile a minute in your ear, trying to welcome you as best she can, but you're not listening. your eyes meet alastor's, immediately recognizing him even in this new form of his. and when his smile almost fades, you know he recognizes you too.

there's another brief pause before you're running towards him, your wings unfurling on their own as you're quickly wrapped up in his embrace. the other inhabitants of the hotel watch, confused, seeing as alastor hasn't really let anyone but niffty get close enough to touch him, let alone embrace him. your wings fluff up and cover your faces as you lean up to kiss your estranged partner. "oohh, sweetheart.." he sighs against your lips. "its been..."

you smile between kisses, your heart racing in your chest. "too long." you finish his sentence, earning a chuckle from the demon. his lips kiss a trail to your ear, a low growl to his voice as he whispers to you. "you taste like heaven, darling." your cheeks go red, not quite prepared for such a comment, especially in front of company. "alastor!" you hiss, hitting his chest gently but he just pulls you closer in response.

finally, he addresses the group behind you who are all standing with their jaws hanging open. "now, if you're all done gawking, i believe my wife needs to be shown around..."

husk spits out his drink as alastor speaks, covering angel in alcohol. "your WHAT!?" you hide your face as calamity ensues, everyone trying to speak over eachother at the insane news. "your wife... is an angel?" charlie asks gently, trying to get to the bottom of this. "well, i couldn't have known for sure but she was always more a saint than i." alastor hums, running his hand down your back. you shudder when he touches your wings, to which he notes in his head for later.

"o-oh! well then! i guess you should show her around, yeah?" she smiles bashfully, still taken aback by everything happening since your arrival just a few minutes ago. you look up at alastor, your cheeks aching from smiling so wide. "i think i'd like that." you whisper to him, enjoying the way he pulls you closer to him. "hold on tight then, my love."

you're not sure what he means by that until you're slipping into the shadows with him. its an odd feeling, but you don't think much of it until you're reappearing in what you assume is his bedroom. alastor is careful with you, like he's afraid the wrong touch will burn you, but he craves the feeling of your bare skin against his hands more than he can admit. you smile, reaching your hands up to cup his face. "touch me, al. i'm not fragile..."

your words light a spark deep within him, forcing him to restrain himself from ripping your pretty clothes into tatters. he groans inwardly, large hands reaching around to pick you up before fumbling his way to the bed. "corrupting an angel wasn't on my bucket list until seeing you again, my dear." his tone, its not what you're used to hearing, but that gravelly undertone shoots straight through you. "oh please, you can't corrupt me more than you already have." alastor's lips find the sensitive skin of your neck and you feel him smirk.

"i hope that's not a challenge." he tests, tugging at the hem of your dress. you all but giggle, lifting up so alastor can free your body of clothes. "and what if is it?" you challenge, knowing full well that alastor wouldn't let your teasing continue without proper punishment. his eyes darken red, and there's a tinge of fear in your gut. because this may still be alastor, but its been quite a while, you don't know how he's changed.

but as he kisses down your stomach, you're reassured that the man you married is still there somewhere, underneath this 'radio demon' persona. "your lips tasted of heaven, mon amour, does this taste so sweet as well?" alastor's words alone are enough are enough to make you whimper, then the feeling of his hot breath against your clothed cunt makes your core pulse.

your hands naturally fall to the top of his head, feeling the softness of his ears and the rough points of his antlers. "c-can i..?" you start, timidly holding onto the horns. alastor's body shudders as he shoves his face into your thigh. "yes, ma chérie. please do." he breathes, tugging on the thin fabric of your panties until they rip in half.

alastor wants to be patient, wants to treat you like the angel you are, but he is a demon after all. and he hasn't gotten such a delicious meal in far too long. after he feels your grip tighten on his antlers, he lets loose his self control. his first taste of your sweet pussy sends him into a frenzy, eating you like a man starving. his tongue swipes up your slit before circling your clit in quick flicks. your legs are shaking already, breathy moans leaving your lips with reckless abandon.

there's a part of you that is concerned to be getting your cunt ate by a demon, but this demon was your husband, after all. sera made you come down here and you might as well enjoy yourself, right?

your hips arch up, craving more and more, and alastor is happy to oblige. "this is heaven, my dear. not some palace in the sky, but here, between your legs." your eyes well with tears, overwhelmed in more ways than one. every pass of his tongue has your release teetering on the edge while his sweet words make your heart flutter. its almost too much, and when alastor sucks on your clit, your walls burst.

"a-alastor i'm..." you mewl, every nerve on your body screaming as your orgasm rolls over you. you're almost sure you're hurting him by how hard you tug at his hair, but alastor doesn't stop. the intensity is something you've not experienced in many, many years, and the tears stream down your cheeks. alastor coaxes you through it, licking slow and soft circles around your sensitive bud until your shaking stops.

he's quick to climb up, wiping the tears from your puffy eyes. "such a good girl, mon amour. there's plenty more where that came from."

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