SODA IM GOING TO MAKE MYSELF CRY
So theoretically would you rather be a prop or actor in a play?
The props are used by others sure, but they are vital. You can't have a play without them and they can completely change the tone and mood of a scene.
The actors have a vague sense of freedom. They follow a script but they interpret it and make it their own. They're the heart of the play but live under stress and pressure, crumbling if taken to far.
Though in the end they're only really good when the director knows how to use them.
Thats Siglai. In this essay I will-
ooooo, i’d probably be an actor honestly.
[the fact i can’t tell which one is supposed to be sigma and which is meant to be nikolai bc i see bits of both in each description tells me this is a very good analogy and i agree wholeheartedly]
ANYWAYS, GOING BASED ON MAJOR DESCRIPTORS: im saying sigma is the prop based on his backstory and current uses plot wise. and Nikolai is the actor!!
THIS IS SUCH A WAY TO DESCRIBE THEM BTW
assuming sigma represents the prop: sigmas sky casino literally houses one of the stages for one of their terror plots, the coin bombs!! and not to mention his backstory being trafficked and used for his ability, being deemed a tool before a person. only to escape and end back in the same exact scenario with less visible strings. <3 but at the same time he is literally how the doa got the whereabouts for the page if i remember correctly, and their stuff wouldn’t have worked without him or just would’ve been more difficult to pull off. [if he defects i wonder what’ll become of the doa tbh. assuming fyodor is most likely alive, and they continue their original goals]
aaand assuming the actor represents nikolai: the only reason he feels that vague freedom is because he believes he proved it everything he does is for free will. he needs to prove it and he needs to know it himself. he’s, of course, a sane individual like everybody else; he, of course, feels the guilt that comes with his actions. yk eventually he won’t be able to put it off anymore he hears the cries, and the screams and everything that comes with proof. he endures. and he endures. and he endures. all the meanwhile he’s only creating more more ties back to his own humanity.
What happens when he finally has to face this humanity of his?
We don’t know, perhaps we’ll find out in act II.
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the most wholesome thing is seeing that the wholesome post blog runner is probably one of the nicest people ever :3 i’m generally Terrified of sending asks especially to a blog that Does Things like this but seeing you talk in the tags instead of just reblogging and moving on makes you seem very friendly and approachable !!!! and i hope u know i appreciate that :] i hope you have a wonderful day and both sides of your pillow are always cool and that if you see a random cat on the sidewalk it won’t run away from U ♡
woah, META-WHOLESOME!! thank ya for the compliment, i try my best to carry out those kinds of traits i value!!!!! i’m SUPER super glad that ya did!!! THANK YOU THANK U!! always appreciating how much of an impact this lil blog has on top of appreciating u for sharing as much with me :-)
it’s always a TRIP getting to hear that something i do that i wasn’t even really mindfully doing makes all the difference?? i’m just really, REALLY grateful for all the different kinds of posts that get sent my way and seeing cool + uplifting + sentimental + OVERALL WHOLESOME posts that i express my thanks + ramble a bit in the tags haha !!
i ALSO hope you have as terrific of a day as you’re able to! and i hope you’ll enjoy seeing more posts pop up!
AND YOU’LL NEVER BELIEVE but i got new pillow cases like a week ago THAT DO JUST THAT! AND THERE’S A NEW CAT ON THE STREET WHO HANGS OUT WITH ME SOMETIMES (i’ve been planning to see if he has a microchip, but i know for a fact that the neighbors who feed all the stray cats on our street already have a cage + are well-versed in TNR, so i’ve been thinking about asking them first because the thought that someone could be out there looking for their pal is enough for me to “do it scared”) !! SO THANK U NOT ONLY FOR THE SWEET SENTIMENTS BUT ALSO FOR THE UNEXPECTED HILARITY OVER THE FACT THAT THEY’VE COME TRUE???
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Needy subby Bucky needing to cum so bad so you let him use your cunt to get off. Just imagine him whining and crying while pounding into your cunt like a needy puppy filling you over and over agian with his cum because he wants to be your good boy to please you and make you full.
Oh god okay but that look of almost pain that'd be on his face after he cums but keeps going?? 😳 It's so hot idec
Because maybe you've been really vocal about how good it feels to have him cum inside you and then once he does, he just doesn't want to stop.
And the way you'd coo so gently as he fills you, stroking his cheek and promising he feels fucking perfect, enjoying the way his length throbs inside you. "Fuck, you feel perfect, sweetheart. That's it. Just give me a little more. Such a good boy." Your praise just makes him melt, whimpering and sobbing because he's done but something in him needs to keep going.
His stubble is rough under your fingertips, his eyes on yours while he finishes inside you and the beautiful little groans that tumble from his lips are enough to make you weak. He's so lost in pleasure it makes his head swim and it's a really good look on him.
You can feel that he's finished. He's given you everything he can and you look pretty fucking happy with yourself.
But he's not done. He's still hard and he feels like he needs to keep going, despite knowing that he shouldn't need more.
"Fuck..." He groans, giving you a few more shallow thrusts, testing the water. This is what he needs. It almost hurts but not quite. It feels overwhelming and the slick mess of his own cum just adds to the glide. "I don't wanna stop."
He doesn't have to stop. Your body is so warm and wet and welcoming, it's everything he didn't know he's been missing. Your thumb strokes gently over his flushed cheek before pulling him down for a beautifully intimate kiss.
"Don't stop." You whisper against his mouth. He's hungry for this and you can feel it. He's past getting lost in the pleasure. That hardly even matters anymore. Instead, he's trying to get lost in you.
He can't even really think straight anymore. He only cares about filling you up and feeling the way you flutter around him when you cum.
"Please, f-fuck, take it." He whimpers, his thrusts now punishing, hardly even noticing that you're scratching down his back because you're so unbelievably close to another orgasm.
He barely registers that your hand is between your bodies, rubbing exactly how you need. He hears you moaning in his ear, pleading for him to cum inside you again and calling him a good boy but nothing really matters once he feels your orgasm take over because his own isn't far behind.
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Using only song titles from one band/artist, cleverly answer the questions and tag people. Tagged by @sherlockig, thank you Alexz!
Artist: David Bowie
Gender: Velvet Goldmine
How you feel: Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
If you could go anywhere, where: Where Are We Now?
Fav mode of transportation: I Took a Trip on a Gemini Spaceship
If my life were a TV show: God Only Knows
Relationship status: Brilliant Adventure
Your fear: I'm Afraid of Americans
Tagging (if u wanna!): @willowenigma, @dianetastesmetal, @gydima, @samuelroukin, @bjornkram, @apineappleheart, @bromelads, @vexbatch, @mash1972, and @king-bussy
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