#the tears on ivory

[shadeysprings]

The Tears on Ivory

—Priest!Lee Bodecker x Church Pianist!F!Reader

Summary — The new priest of your church asks you to sing for him.

Warnings — noncon, public sex, face shot, religious references, and other dark themes. There may be more that I forgot so I ask that you read with caution.

A/N — Kindly blame @vellicore and @flordeamatista for such sexy sinful ideas. But I mean, who could even resist this belly daddy? Not me. No beta so may be sloppy.

As always, your feedback is highly appreciated and your reblogs would be amazing. And of course, I hope y'all enjoy! ❤️

A sense of unease washes over you when you see Father Bodecker standing by the royal doors, bidding the last child and his parents goodbye. Choir practice just ended and you collect your music sheets from the stand of the piano, yet you do it with haste, not wanting to be alone with him in the great hall. But the sound of the wooden doors closing is just as loud as your beating heart.

“Leavin’ so soon, Sweetheart?” His voice echoes through the night air and you turn to face him, watching as he slowly walks up to you.

“It’s gettin’ late, Father.” You tell him with a smile, doing your best to hide the fear that begins to bloom in your core. “My daddy wouldn’t want me stayin’ out too long. Says it ain’t safe for a lady bein’ alone in the night.” You explain, hoping that the mention of your daddy would keep him at bay.

“But you’re in the house of God with your priest. Ain’t nowhere safer than here, right?” He’s closer now, intense blue eyes trained on you and the smirk he sends your way brings a chill up your spine. You look away, not wanting him to see your dread, and focus on the white tab tucked underneath the collar of his black shirt.

“I hear you singin’ with ‘em kids—such a lovely voice you have.” You take his compliment but keep your guard up as you cradle your purse in your arms, keeping the bench between the two of you. “I want to hear it again. One of ‘em hymns for tomorrow’s mass.”

“I’d love to, Father, but—”

“You know, disobeying the will of the priest is equivalent to disobeying the will of God.” Your hand trembles with how he says those words, swallowing thickly as you try to calm your nerves. “You wouldn’t want that, do you? To disobey the Lord?”

You shake your head.

“Good girl.” The praise makes you feel nothing but disgust. “Now, why don’t you get back in that chair and start playing?”

And just like that, you do as you are told; setting down your purse on the side of the piano and taking your seat once more. Your spine tenses and your hands shake upon setting them over the keys when he goes to stand behind you, feeling the excess of his stomach brushing against your arm.

Just play, you tell yourself, and you hope then when you do, when you’ve done what is being asked of you, that he will leave you alone.

Ever since Father Bodecker - Lee as he likes to be addressed - arrived in your quaint town as the new priest, things for you have never been the same. The sense of trepidation never once came across your mind when you were first within his presence, but it soon blossomed, quite strongly, in your opinion, when you saw the way he looked at you each time you stayed behind to practice the songs for the mass. 

How his hands would mindlessly touch you, innocently from the outside looking in, but you know to yourself that they’re beyond appropriate especially for a woman as yourself and even more for the man of God. His lips utter words of vulgarity, ones you know someone of his profession should never say.

But what had you fearing his presence was once, before Sunday mass, while you were practicing the psalms on the podium, you saw him enter from your periphery and stood behind you, too close for your liking. You thought he was simply curious about what you were reading but such thoughts ultimately vanished when he pressed his hands on the wooden surface of the stand and you felt something hard dig into your backside. 

You’d only ever escaped when one of the parish volunteers arrived earlier than expected and you heard the growl of disappointment that he emitted. Yet you know deep down that won’t be his last attempt, especially after seeing the determination in his sapphire eyes, a promise of a next time. 

As you reach the end of the song, you startled upon feeling his hands rest on your shoulders, his thumbs massaging your muscles and his warm breath scattering against your cheek.

“You play so beautifully, Sweetheart. Singin’ those praises like an angel.” He’s so close and you feel your heart pounding wildly against your chest, panic completely setting into your bones. “Why don’t you sing another praise—for me this time.”

“I’d love to, Father, but it is already getting late.” You tell him as you move to stand from your seat but his hands keep you firmly still and you gasp in shock when he leans you forward, pushing you against the keys that cry upon being pressed. “Father—what are you doing?” You ask frantically, eyes wide in fear as you struggle against his hold.

“I just want to hear that sweet voice of yours.” His voice is laced with darkness and your knees almost buckle when he pushes away the bench from underneath you, hand lifting the skirt of your dress. “I wonder what other sounds you can make, huh? I’m dyin’ to hear.”

You claw your fingers against the piano when you hear the sound of his zipper being undone, struggling much more to set yourself free. But you’re rendered helpless against a man his size, his feet pushing your own apart and a gasp wretches from your throat when in one swift move, he’s inside you—your walls stretching in pain from his girth.

Tears spill from your eyes as he moves his lips in a sadistic pace, each of his thrust sending you shivers of agony, making every second of his assault unbearable. His groans mix with the sound of ivory and your pleas for him to stop, Father Bodecker panting and mumbling a slew of curses when he continues to plunge, harder and faster, unrelenting of his sinful intent. 

You beg once more, your nails digging into your skin as you try to push him back, but such a gesture is futile—benefiting him further as it allows him to slide deeper into your core that begins to grow damp with each torturous second. 

He calls out your name in the flurry of notes, his hips moving erratically that you feel something foreign, something new, something forbidden pull at you from within. You grit your teeth and shut your eyes as you endure the sins he brandishes on your soul.

But all at once, he’s gone and you’re empty, the walls of your abused cunt clenching around nothing. A grunt is then pulled from your lips when you're effortlessly pushed onto your knees and you stare up at him in horror when he grabs the back of your head, keeping you in place.

That’s when you truly see the devil he truly is. He’s no man of God but a spawn of the underworld.

He groans once more, his cock stiff and throbbing in his hand as he strokes it once, twice, seeing his eyes shut tight with his face twisting in bliss and you’re shocked to your core when streaks of hot, white essence paint your face.  

Disbelief engulfs you, along with anger and shame—that he would do this to you and in the house of the Lord.

A dark laugh escapes him as he looks down on you, his hand cupping your cheek as he smears his seed on your face then tapping the tip of his cock against your lips.

“Blessed are you among women,” He quotes. “And blessed is the one who has shared the seed.”

#lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x female reader #dark lee bodecker #dark!lee bodecker #the tears on ivory #priest!lee bodecker #dark fic #the devil all the time #shadeysprings fics

[ghostofanovelwriter]

Just thinking about how em forster had no way of knowing in 1917 if there would ever come a time where people like him could be free to love whoever they wanted but he still made a point of creating a story where the canonically gay protagonist found himself with a happy ending despite not ending up with his initial lover because he still learned how to accept and love himself as he is and found a man who felt the same and not two decades after the book was published an openly gay director decided to make a movie that kept it lovingly close to the source material with actors incredibly dedicated to their roles so now to this day people can read the book or watch the film and understand what forster wanted to say , which just goes to show how far this story has come to finally reach an audience to appreciate it in all its glory and connect people to a time that seems so far off to them now, simply because forster believed that no one deserves to have a happy ending taken from them and even though he never got to live to see the day where two members of the same sex could love each other without fear of persecution he knew that it wasn’t him or who he was that was wrong, it was the world’s way of thinking at the time that was wrong, and because he never once doubted that he’s managed to create a legacy that has managed to surpass the test of time. In a way this story is a message to the future lgbt community to remind us that we’ve never been alone. We’ve been around for ages and prevailed. And not only we deserve to be loved, we deserve to be able to love, because neither sex or social class should be allowed to divide us because those aspects don’t define our entire identity.

#em forster #maurice 1917 #maurice 1987 #james ivory #i went on a small rant about this movie during an interview the other day and I managed to make the interviewer tear up #lgbtqia #dark academia #we’ve come so far #may this story never die #on the surface it’s just a gay love story setbin the edwardian era but it’s so much more than that #rip

[rainymoodlet]

ivory was actually introduced to sachiko during a dinner party (her second in terms of generational goals!) held to celebrate dallas and shingo's upcoming wedding (and for her parents to meet her two partners!) i seriously can't even tell you the storm of emotions that went through me while i watched this whole interaction, i just...

these two have come so far 💛

#ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #;tjol+ #sim: ivory #sim: dallas #sim: sachiko #|| #i can't i just... i mean... ivory's a whole ass adult. #my baby is standing next to their grown-ass baby. #handing her their new child and her new sibling bc she's grown and she can hold a fcking BABY LIKE -- #and i know dallas still said vry softly 'mind her head' even though ivory is like top notch responsibility baby i just... #i am so overwhelmed #i have all the respect for legacy players because i am literally in tears from a SECOND CHILD #JUST BECAUSE I WATCHED THIS SIM CRAWL FROM STRIPPING IN A TRAILER WITH A BASTARD CHILD TO BEING HAPPILY MARRIED IN KOMOREBI SURROUNDED BY #DOGS AND THEIR BABYGIRL IS DOING FINE I JUST (screams into the void) #i named these images in series 'images that collectively healed my mother trauma (genderless)' #and i think that's why i've been playing the kruegers so much #they just... they're v healing idk how to describe it for me #and so i'm sorry for neglecting kmik dfkhdkdsj and you all in general #i've been very inactive this week but last week was Hell and this week didn't start much better #with everything that's happened i've just wanted to dream away with the kruegers and i'm so sorry i've been so neglectful in that way #i love you all so much :')

[onawhimsicot]

god the parallels make me unwell. the way in book 1, Berkley says that they're actually sorry and grieving for Praecursoris bc he is a dragon and was only doing what his captain told him to do, because Praecursoris would not have thought it on his own as he does not care for king and country. But then in book 4, Temeraire is saying to Laurence that Laurence did it on Temeraire's behalf, that Laurence would not have thought it on his own as he cares, so very much, for king and country, even to the point of dooming him.

#empire of ivory #temeraire spoilers #im not done rereading EOI. i just couldnt wait and wanted to read the ending again lol #The whole ending chapters are written SO hauntingly. it makes me tear up every time. i love it so much. #the way his internal monologue just screeches to a stop and his dialogue gets so small and quiet from then on. #and he stops taking care of himself bc it doesnt matter anymore #he just focuses solely on temeraire and his monologue is restricted to only describing what he is seeing around him. #rereading them dragon books #reading log

[missivoryrainbow]

I’ve got a larger version of the Dark Link keychain up in my shop now!

Large keychain is 3.5”

Small keychain 1.5”

Follow me to check it out

Image description; an ad for MissIvoryRainbow’s new keychain size. The keychain is an image of dark link holding up the master sword while riding a pink stalhorse unicorn

#link #missivoryrainbow #unicorn #unicorn skull #miss ivory rainbow #skull #zelda #loz #legend of zelda #keychain #small business #small shop #neat stuff #twilight princess #botw #TOTK #tears of the kingdom #ocarina of time #dark link #stalhorse #skelecorn #art #art by me #art by op #artist on tumblr

[figbian]

everybody says fire emblem three houses is a good game but they do NOT talk about how after you play there becomes a real danger of a medieval art history phd. we should be talking about how fe3h aims to convince the youth of today to get a medieval art history phd.

#caught myself looking at medieval art history requirements @ [redacted university] again. #thru tears: reliquaries.............ivories.............hagiography........MANUSCRIPTS #rambles #fe3h #in fe3h's defense i already liked medieval art history i just have spent more time w it recently . :|

[marylinofvinheim]

My name is Maya and bosses I feel so much Artorias & Sif, Burnt Ivory King, Maria & Morgott

#|| Artorias and Sif get my tears every time #|| I just hate fighting Sif I don't like hurting canines in games - I always run past dogs and wolves tbh #|| People smashing DS2 but it's like - IVORY KING is my one true king of that game #|| the whole build up to the final battle and the THEME #|| ER I am like - Morgs you are worthy ;_; probably holiest of beings #|| Maria... I just feel pain in Bloodborne dlc nghh #|| she needs a hug

[gailynovelry]

First day in a while that I’ve gotten genuine writer’s block! The brain is not focusing. Might be that I’ve got only about six chapters of Ember Warrior left, and that does kind of mean that only the chapters I was nervous about and putting off are left. Maybe I will have better luck after sleeping on it though!

#one is a Mep chapter #one is a Gildhe chapter i dropped in last minute that needs the previous Crislie ch finished first before i understand it fully #and alllll the other four are Crislie #i lov Crislie #but out of my protags she keeps the most to herself and i have to shake her aggressively to get her to spill ANYTHING vulnerable #even just in narration #meanwhile i just have to poke Mep or Navaeli and they break down in tears confessing every frustrated thought they are not saying aloud #Crislie just #no thoughts we eat our emotions and die #i mean it kind of makes sense to me #Vae & Mep do emotional repression primarily for their own safety #Crislie does it for other’s safety because most of her negative emotional responses are “punch the person i feel is responsible” #& that gets complicated when like the people responsible are like #noncorporeal gods / “the system” / Regent in her ivory tower / Gildhe is being slightly annoying / Crislie’s Da but only a lil #i have written more in these tags than i have written for anything else today hkjsksks #finally i can write things! #but now i go to bed in less than tEN MINUTE #sleeby #goodnight

[villalunae]

utena rlly be out here like "the endless cycle of abuse can only be solved by an equally endless flow of selfless love and even then the people who contributed to the cycle of abuse likely wont ever know its been stopped" and expect me 2 be normal abt that

#personal #i watched the entire second half of the show today. kindly? what the fuck #like. like. i have so many thoughts. i have so many thoughts. i need to kill myself to realize half of them #utenas sacrifice to save anthy went unnoticed by everyone else involved in the game because they were still playing for power not for her #utena's goal this whole time was to save anthy from this endless cycle and she did and nobody else knows #because anthy was always an object to them a means to an end she was never a person she was just how they could gain power #are we to understand that the dueling 'game' is over now because the rose bride is no longer a component?? #i think so. i dont know. i like to think that piece of shit in his ivory tower is still trying to find ways to get that power #more importantly tho. when the door turned into the coffin. i was dying. iwas on the floor. tears? flowing. im legally dead #MIGHT just kill myself over this. utena is the most media of all time #quite literally tho the trigger warnings for this shit. maybe i shouldve looked at those. maybe i shouldve realized they existed #went in fucking BLIND had no clue what was going 2 happen. perhaps i shouldve. some of that shit hit way too close to home for me #like ok anthy i love you. i apologize because im now going to project on you and literally everyone around you #ngl tho jury best lesbian. i was so rooting for her and shiori. i love them. wish them the best #utena #i GUESS

[iamjessemccartney]

1 and 35 for Carol?

YES thank you lars

1. Are they associated with a certain color? What color do they wear most?

i definitely associate him with orange and shades of orangey brown. one reason being the obvious- he's a ginger with light brown eyes, those colors come built in. but lesser-known fun fact is that his middle name is Oisin, which translates to "little deer" from irish gaelic- so! brown shades to match the colors faun fur comes in :3

as for the colors he normally wears? i do like to picture him in deep greens and blues, and.. reds and dustier purples, but he's probably got more earthy tones and generally lighter shades in his actual wardrobe. and considering he's a professional violnist, he most definitely has a couple Very Tasteful concert black™️ suits in rotation.

35. Do they ever return home?

ohhh god he Tries. in literal terms? yes. he never really strays very far from the city he was raised in, and- the way i've seen it, he winds up taking over his childhood home when the time comes. the home he was born in, for clarification- the first one he lived in. but? carol takes over this home, his first one, because his father dies and carol himself can't bear to leave it empty or put it up for sale. his fiancée breaks their engagement and leaves him in this home, a few months after the funeral. his mother died in this home when he was still just a boy. half of his childhood was spent elsewhere, in another home, with other guardians, because his father couldn't take care of him alone once she was gone.

yes, he returns home, but home isn't the same. home will never be what he'd tried to plan for himself. but all in all, it is still home.

#oh my god i just found out if you press and hold the font options on mobile. it gives you a list you can just Select from rather than #having to tap and cycle through each one. yee fucking Haw #carol joyce #asks #romanticslimecreature #'lesser-known' unless he's mentioned it to anoyone else- wyrm is the only one who knew carol's middle name actually lmao #and also he still sees those other guardians (his aunt and uncle) as long as they're around. but that sort of #tears him in 2 different directions too still #lmao carol is. Deeply complex actually and he has so much lore. like stupid amounts of lore. like. fully ridiculous amounts of lore. #sooo much hiding behind that pretty lil face of his💖 #for those of you who dont know. carol the silly redhead bitch (and ivory's best friend) wyrm draws now and then #was created by Me #if ever you have wanted lore for him for Any reason. 👀 the post these questions came from is in my ask game tag #thank you laaars #'never really strays very far' well he does go to college somewhere. else. i suppose. but *otherwise*

[ivorypiano]

i want to hear about all your wips but if i have to choose then 4 :)

alright 4 is drowning in a sea of tears! this is for my electricity pirate au, but the fic doesn't have virgil or karnak in it sadly </3

it's the backstory for penny/jane. penny is a sort of conduit for magic, so on top of having to take care of ezra they're constantly on the run. penny wants ezra to have a better life, so on a whim she steals a book of spells and rituals (the shop owner assumes its fiction, but penny can sense that the rituals actually work) and summons a spirit that will hopefully help her out. that spirit ends up being jane doe, a beheaded ghost that has no memories of who she was. penny makes a deal with jane, and they essentially swap places. jane possesses penny's body, and penny becomes a ghost!

#thanks for the ask! #drowning in a sea of tears #electricity pirate au #rickys writing tag #penny lamb #rtc jane doe #rtc au #ride the cyclone #rtc #ivorys asks

[fiirecracker]

Caiatl tag drop //

they will know me or not by the strength of my life ( empress caiatl. ) / tear down the tyrants and all that they claim ( caiatl musings. ) / nothing grows until the oak has hit the ground ( caiatl aesthetics. ) / festina lente ( caiatl ic. ) / they stand together in what destiny would bring and crown a queen ( general caiatl ships. ) / power lay upon her like a thousand secrets ( caiatl appearance. ) / there's more to life than struggle and the things we seek to win ( caiatl & julia. ) / i offer you a look inside; i offer you that trust ( zavala & caiatl.) / all the promises of power from his glittering ivory tower ( caiatl & calus.)

#they will know me or not by the strength of my life ( empress caiatl. ) #tear down the tyrants and all that they claim ( caiatl musings. ) #nothing grows until the oak has hit the ground ( caiatl aesthetics. ) #festina lente ( caiatl ic. ) #they stand together in what destiny would bring and crown a queen ( general caiatl ships. ) #there's more to life than struggle and the things we seek to win ( caiatl & julia. ) #i offer you a look inside; i offer you that trust ( zavala & caiatl.) #all the promises of power from his glittering ivory tower ( caiatl & calus.) #we love shipping with canons here baby girl

[aeriedwelling]

the more i think about it the more apollo’s character is just. I know we’ve just met, but I trust you with my life. Will you keep it safe? I’ll try to keep you safe too. I’m sorry. I know we’re enemies. I know neither of us will come out of this alive. I know you’ll go home, I know there’s a chance I won’t exist anymore, I know we used to be friends and now we’re enemies, I know we used to be enemies but now we’re friends. I don’t know who I’m supposed to be, who I was, who I’ll become. I love you. Genuinely. If I had more lives to give I’d give them all to you in a heartbeat. I love you. Do you love me? It’s okay if you don’t, we’ll get the chance to love again, maybe not here. Maybe in another life. I love you. I hope you live. I hope we both live.

#the universe wants us to tear each other apart. i want the one to bring us all together. #i love you. i Love you. I Love You. #you mean something to me. you take up space in my heart. the sun rises and falls and You are my sun #my universe. my love. #i'll try to live for you. will you live for me to? #i love you. #apollo aeriedwelling #ivory monologues

[brevium234m]

Just now appeared, massive fucking hole in the elbow of my favourite shirt. Very unfortunate, I may actually have to go out and get another shirt. I don't have many nice white-ish ones.

I can tell how cheap the fabric is though. It's like nothing's hardly there at all.

#ironically my best shirts are a pair of identical polyester ivory white ones that are unbelievably durable #I got them in 2013 and they still have no tears #need to put new cuf buttons on them though #personal musings

[missivoryrainbow]

Gloom Hands

The first time I encountered these things I was terrified. They still spook me, but now I make sure to carry weapons to get rid of them quickly.

Image description: digital painting of link from the legend of Zelda tears of the kingdom. You only see him from the shoulders up, he’s being held down by gloom hands that are ripping at his hair. An earring in the shape of an eye glows as it dangles from his ear. His face is bleeding but determined.

#zelda #TOTK #tears of the kingdom #the legend of Zelda #tloz #loz #tloztotk #loz totk #link #totk link #tears link #gloom #gloom hands #Zelda fan art #procreate #artist on tumblr #art by me #art by op #MissIvoryRainbow #miss ivory rainbow

[red-revival]

Ok yall i need help. I will not give context other than:

I have two dragons. Themed after vampire squid bc thise are apparently bioluminescent. I named the lady Dracula, but now I need a well-known vampire to name the guy after

#flight rising #they’re banescales. guy is sanguine ragged/sanguine tear/ivory sparkly