favorite food: sushi specifically spicy tuna sashimi or a really good hearty turkey sandwich. also al pastor tacos
your eye color: black
do you have curly, wavy, or straight hair? naturally straight but i curl the ends when i have time
coffee or tea? tea only, coffee gives me a headache
you can only listen to one album for the rest of your life. which album is it? punisher by phoebe bridgers
how many countries have you visited? in canada now, been to usa, hong kong, japan, korea, singapore
favorite social media platform (other than tumblr): not sure if it's considered social media but letterboxd
if you had to be reincarnated as an animal, what animal would you want to be? i'd rather stay dead tbh
relationship status: single 4eva
did you go to college? if so, what did you study? english lit
you’ve just made a letterboxd account. what are your top 4 films? my current top four on letterboxd is happy together, the farewell, marcel the shell with shoes on, ocean's eleven (follow me if you want to read random reviews)
what’s one of your pet peeves? people who ask too many personal questions when i barely know them and people who are rude to customer service workers
what’s one of your guilty pleasures? should one feel guilty for indulging in pleasure?
and finally, if you could learn any skill, what skill would you want to learn? crochet
You don’t know how long you have been here, in this position. Half clothed in Chevalier’s office, bent over his wooden desk amongst papers and flickering candles. The sun outside has dawned and the Moon has risen, moonlight and flames battling for dominance over your lover’s features as he examines you.
A whimper falls from your lips as hands rough with years of wielding a sword part your legs, your hands gripping onto the wood of Chevalier’s desk and feet firmly planted to the carpeted floor.
Everything had started when you had come into Chevalier’s office, fidgeting and unsure of yourself as you stepped up to face him. And it did not take a genius such as your lover to guess that something obviously bothered you.
“Who was this noble woman you talked with at the ball tonight?” You asked, refusing to meet his gaze, shame crawling up the back of your neck and forcing your head down.
You knew how ridiculous this was. For you knew there was no other woman Chevalier’s eyes would ever regard with the tender affection and warmth he bore for you. You knew that, out of all the women on this earth, Chevalier had given his heart to you. Had chosen you.
Yet when you had caught a glimpse of him, glass in hand with another woman at the ball, one of noble birth at that, who must have been so much more well versed in political affairs than you were, your heart had squeezed in your chest.
“A noblewoman of no importance whose father hopes I’ll take as my bride.” Chevalier answered flatly, obviously not regarding this as worth his interest. Busy answering letters and filling papers.
Silence fell between the two of you, heavy on your shoulders as another question weighted on your tongue. But you wouldn’t, as there was only so much you were ready to put out about the ugly green snake twisting around your chest.
“Oh… I see.” You said, smoothing the fabric of your skirts, not daring to break the silence in the room, “Was she-”
“No.” Ice blue eyes looked up from letters to pierce through you, “She is not of any interest to me, nor should she be to you.” He scanned your features, in quest of any emotion that would need his intervention.
You paused, inhaling deeply before meeting his gaze, “Wouldn’t she be a good fit for the crown, though?” Your words fell from your lips without you trying, bitter and poisonous, “Wouldn’t she make a good queen for you and the Kingdom, Prince Chevalier?”
And before you knew it, your lover was up on his feet and striding over to you.
“Chev-” You mutter, a sharp intake of breath drawn from your lungs as a slap falls on the tender flesh of your bum. Pain tingles over the sensitive skin, still warm from Chevalier’s touch.
“Do not speak.” He scolds, voice cold as ice, leaving no room to argue, “You do not have the right to speak right now.” Air fans over your heated skin as your lover hikes up your skirts.
A blissful shiver of anticipation runs up your spine, two lean digits tracing over the wet spot your dampening core has left on your undergarments. He bends over, chest pressed to your back, still clad in his immaculate white shirt, breath hot on your nape as he nips at the supple skin.
“Ah-!” His teeth dig in, marking the spot, wet muscle then lapping at your nape to soothe the sudden jolt of pleasurable pain. “Please-”
“You truly are a simpleton, are you not?” He says, voice low in your ear, “Only a simpleton could question their king’s words. Only a simpleton such as yourself could ever think such foolish things.”
Your words are cut by a gasp as cold air nips at your bare core, undergarments discarded to the floor. The comfort of the fabric replaced by the stretch of Chevalier’s fingers as he sheathes them inside of your warmth.
Blood rushes to your cheeks as his digits squelch in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, the room filled with the most sinful of serenade. Wet noises and strangled cries of his name all that fills your head.
“Maybe you need a reminder.” His fingers curl inside of you, “Of why you should never doubt the words of your King.”
His teeth dig in your skin a second time, pain slithering with hot pleasure as the lust pooling between your legs soaks your inner thighs, insides tightening in a scorching knot with every thrust of your lover’s fingers.
“Making you queen had never been part of my plans for the future.” He said, lips brushing over your ear, “Nor did partaking in a father’s desperate attempt to marry off his daughter. But then I examined my own heart, and there you were. Never, I fear, to be removed. From then on I knew there could be no other queen for me than you, and you should know by now, I am never wrong.”
Your heart swells at his confession, as the knot inside of you snaps undone and tendrils of pleasure shoot through you. Tears of both pleasure and joy pricking at the corners of your eyes, urged to roll down your cheeks by Chevalier’s merciless digits between your thighs.
He helps you ride out the waves of your high, slowly helping you back down, legs still trembling from his ministrations.
“Chevalier, I-I’m-”
“We are not done.” He cuts you off, you didn’t have to speak for him to understand that you wanted more of him, all of him. “I will ravage you all night, and as long as it takes for these foolish thoughts to leave your mind.”
You know to read between the lines. You know that Chevalier’s love comes in actions rather than words, and you know this is his way of reassuring you. Of showing you that there can be no other for him.
No one else but you.
After the rustling of fabric and the zipper of his trousers coming undone, Chevalier gives all of himself to you, sheathing his length inside of you. The delicious stretch tearing a sob from your throat as your walls parted to accommodate him.
His hands are on you, gentle if not a bit rough around the edges as he grips your hips to plunge into you again and again, deeper and deeper but never too much for you to take. He knows your limits, knows what it takes for you to unravel under him and what it takes for you to cry his name.
A guttural groan is the only sound he allows himself to utter, too attentive to your own moans and mewls as he angles his hips higher and bottoms out inside of you, the head of his cock hitting that spot he knows has you crumbling.
“Ah-! Chevalier, so good-!” Your hands curl into fist around the edges of the desk as he picks up the pace, length buried between your folds and ramming inside of you to prod at this sweet spot over and over again.
Until your back arches and your mouth falls open in a flurry of cries, features contorted with pleasure. The face he wanted to see.
His own composure crumbles as your walls pulsate around him, engulfing him in comfortable warmth that urges him to pursue his own release. Powerful thrusts heightening your own high as his seed fills your insides and trickles down your thighs.
You shiver under him, letting the last remnants of pleasure wash over you as Chevalier’s lips press reverent kisses to your shoulder and nape.
“I believe that now you won’t question my choices again, will you?” He whispers, voice smooth and deep in your ears.
A tired smile curves your lips, daring eyes meeting lust filled ones, “It depends. If questioning you means getting to see this side of you, I might just be tempted to test my luck further.”
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hi there my beloved kairo i am here …… to talk abt fleabag <333 I GOT SOOO EXCITED WHEN I SAW YOU LIKED IT i need to know your favorite scene(s) and character(s) plsplspls 🙏🙏 is it the priest. i feel like it’s the priest. (he’s getocoded to me btw but you alr know that) ….
also sending you a big bouquet and some boba :3 💐🧋 i hope your day or night is going well!!!! whenever you end up seeing this!!!! ily <3
A FELLOW FLEABAG LOVER 🤝 listen i love that show SO much like phoebe is such a legend in both the writing AND acting department i love her SO much 😭
AND YOU ALREADY KNOWWWWWWW i loved hot priest soooooo much <333 the scene of him & fleabag at the church literally made me mentally unwell like i’m sorry but that’s corrupted priest!geto to a TEE… telling fleabag to “kneel.” and opening the confessional… he’s shrouded in all black… he took off the white collar… they KISS???
AND THEN LATER ON ANOTHER VERY SUGURU GETO CODED MOMENT (JDKSKSJDKSKSJDEKJEJE ARI I’M GOING INSANE ALREADY THINKING ABT SUGURU SAYING IT KDKDKDKDKDKDKD) WHEN HE TELLS HER:
“fuck you calling me ‘Father’ like it doesn’t turn you on just to say it.”
LIKE?:!:&:!3$3:$:$:! ummmmmmm. if suguru said that to ME…………………… sorry but not sorry 2 say that nsfw actions would occur immediately after <3
but also i love fleabag & her relationship w claire like the “i look like a pencil scene” had me cryifnfnfnfnfn i love everyone in the show SO much… also omfg the entire show is so sugu-coded like the FOX mentions??? the ending when fleabag confesses that she loves the priest and he just says to her softly, “it’ll pass.” i may have cried… just a lil bit… bc you know they do STILL care for each other but at the end of the day he chooses God. WHEW……. i know there’s never gonna be another season bc they ended it perfectly but i miss fleabag sm </3
BUT OMFG WHAT ARE YOUR FAV SCENES??? AND YOUR FAV CHARACTERS??? i Have 2 know… 🗣️🗣️🗣️ also have you ever watched “derry girls” i feel like you would fucking LOVE the show omfg 😭 i already have a feeling that sister michael & michelle would be your favs (i’m projecting bc they’re my favs) like it’s also another amazing show 😭😭😭
ALSO I’M ALSO SENDING YOU FLOWERS BACK FEEL FREE TO PLANT THEM IN A GARDEN <3 🌹🌸🌺🌷🪷 i hope your day/night is going wonderfully <3 MWAH! 🩷
Welcome to this site. It is a strange new place and I am afraid that me and you share similar feelings about this matter.
Thank you for defending me. I am sorry I could never tell you before.
Beware. It is a strange new world and weird things tend to happen here.
I wish you well
Ney.
@le-brave-des-braves
PS: regarding the Russian retreat, I am over it. You did what you had to. It pissed me off, but I won’t hold it against you.
Ney Michel, I'm glad someone here shares my sentiment regarding this place...our reality seems to shift with it, does it not? But perhaps I'm overthinking things again.
You needn't thank me for that, I did what I know was right for an honourable man of France and a friend I cherish deeply. (Who I personally believe that being charged with treason and an execution was utterly bullshit unjust.)
My only regret is that my cause was ultimately for naught as I still failed you. But enough of that...I heard you've been out cold for a while? I'm not sure exactly what happened but I certainly wouldn't mind listening to your anecdotes.
Speaking of anecdotes, do you know anything regarding...giant cats?
As absurd as it sounds, just a few days ago my gardens were littered with giant paw patterns that were far bigger than those of the animals in the local area and...giant furballs.
Not to mention how I didn't even hear any of the ruckus happen...which is why I speculated that such absurdity can only come from this platform.
I've been trying to coax my partridges to return to their wicker huts since then and it has proven to be a very slow process. The poor things are scared senseless- My work around the household has only doubled since then...
Ah...I'm babbling again, aren't I? I'm doing that a lot nowadays- I won't keep you any longer then. Please don't be afraid to let me know if there is anything I could help with, mon ami.
I wish you nothing but a speedy recovery to your normal self.
💐
Take care,
L Davout.
P.S. Likewise. Russia was a shithole an unpleasant experience for all of us. Despite my frustrations and...disagreements with your methods, a century-long grudge against each other would be pointless and I am glad we can both agree on that.
Aside from the flowers, the letter also came with a neatly tied box of biscuits.
🌹 - A single red rose - [Gilbert von Obsidian] [Emma]
🌼- A symbolic small flower - [Akechi Mitsuhide]
🍫- Home-made chocolate
😘- A kiss on the cheek - [Jude Jazza] [Victor] [Hideyoshi Toyotomi] [Keith Howell] [Gilbert von Obsidian] [Gilbert von Obsidian (2)] [Alfons Sylvatica] [Ellis Twilight]
🧸 - An animal plushie that reminds you of them - [Luke Randolph] [Fenrir Godspeed]
😏- Use a corny pick-up line on them - [Chevalier Michel] [Mitsuki] [Chevalier Michel (2)]
🟫 - Kabedon them against the nearest wall - [Nokto Klein] [Jude Jazza] [Gilbert Von Obsidian] [Comte de Saint Germain] [Clavis Lelouch] [Emma]
🍬- Slip heart-shaped candy in their pocket - [Ellis Twilight]
📜- Recite a love poem to them - [Chevalier Michel] [Leon Dompteur]
💃- Pull them in for a dance when noone else is around - [William Shakespeare] [Vlad] [Sebastian] [Mitsuki] [Akechi Mitsuhide] [Shingen Takeda] [Mitsuki (2)] [Oda Nobunaga] [Sanada Yukimura] [Emma] [Luka Clemence]
🥺 - Ask them how much they love you - [Clavis Lelouch] [Akechi Mitsuhide] [Date Masamune] [Levie Castell]
🤲- Do the classic "Can you hold something for me" - giving them your hand - [Emma] [Napoleon Bonaparte] [Napoleon Bonaparte (2)] [Isaac Newton] [William Rex]
💋 - Pull them in for a sudden fierce kiss - [Clavis Lelouch] [Gilbert Von Obsidian] [Arthur Conan Doyle] [Jude Jazza] [Napoleon Bonaparte] [Charles-Henri Sanson] [Rio Ortiz] [Sariel Noir] [William Rex] [Chevalier Michel]
🎼- Serenade them with a love song - [Napoleon Bonaparte] [Napoleon Bonaparte (2)]
Just want to share the soundtrack of my life. In chronological order. Restricted to one song per artist, on purpose. Obviously hundreds of more songs to come but I've had spiritual connections with particularly these, as of the present day:
A Little Respect - Erasure (swear I heard this while in the womb/my earliest memory of music)
Don't Go - Yazoo
Oops!…I Did It Again! - Britney Spears
The Way You Love Me - Faith Hill
Just A Girl - No Doubt
Unpretty - TLC
Escape - Enrique Iglesias
Thank You - Dido
Higher - Creed
Again - Lenny Kravitz
Are You That Somebody? - Aaliyah
Fantasy - Mariah Carey, FEAT. ODB
Fly - Sugar Ray
The Game Of Love - Santana FEAT. Michelle Branch
Just Like A Pill - Pink
Shelf - Jonas Brothers
Here I Am - The Explosion
Like The Angel - Rise Against
Seed - Sublime
Astro Zombies - My Chemical Romance
It Will Rain - Bruno Mars
Always Something There To Remind Me - Naked Eyes
The Show Goes On - Lupe Fiasco
Roll Up - Wiz Khalifa
Some Might Say - Oasis
Everlong - Foo Fighters
Today - The Smashing Pumpkins
Voodoo Doll (acoustic) - 5SOS
Stockholm Syndrome - One Direction
Suspension Without Suspense - No Doubt
Fan Mail - Blondie
If I Was Your Girlfriend - TLC
Can U Get Away - Tupac
Never Be The Same Again - Mel C, FEAT. Left Eye
Maybe We Went Too Far - Scandal
Some Guys Have All The Luck - Rod Stewart
Fine Again - Seether
Found A Job - Talking Heads
Emotion - Samantha Sang, FEAT. Bee Gees
Love Bites - Def Leppard
Magnetic Field - Lights
All Through The Night - Cyndi Lauper
Blue Flower - Mazzy Star
Really Gone. - CHVRCHES
Retrograde - Maggie Rogers
Suture Self - The Loved Ones
Standing Still - Jewel
Good Die Young - Divinyls
Only When I Sleep - The Corrs
Sweet Jane - Cowboy Junkies
Wait - Kylie Minogue
Flight Of The Stars - Zayn
Where I'm Headed - Lene Marlin
Everything’s Ruined - Faith No More
Can I Get A... - Jay-Z, FEAT. Amil
Everything - Fefe Dobson
Frou-frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires - Cocteau Twins
I was tagged to do Macy's MySpace Survey ⭐️ by these twinkling sweethearts Macy @celestialmickey Nosho @creepkinginc Jay @surviving-maybe Evie @energievie Anna @rereadanon Cross @crossmydna Carolie @shinygalaxyperson Lyndsey @tomorrowillmissyou Bee @gallawitchxx Vey @look-i-love-u Julissa @heymrspatel Michelle @michellemisfit Bri @y0itsbri Ri @tanktopgallavich thank youuu 🥰
What’s your name? Myn
Your sun sign: Leo 🦁
The last song you listened to: Hunger by Florence + the Machine she was phenomenal & seeing her sing this live was mesmerising 😍
What are you wearing right now? Poofy empire waist flower dress 💐
How tall are you? 151cm i got measured in the hospital getting my tonsil out lol & 4'11 inches
Piercings? 2 one in each year
Tattoos? None but want some!
glasses? contacts?
Last drink: Chugged a bottle of wata 💧
Last thing you ate: Sashimi taco 😋
Favourite colour: Pink & periwinkle 💗💜
Any pets? A good doggy named Roxy
Do you have a crush on anyone? Maybe 👉👈
Favourite fictional character: That Mikhailo Mickster Aleksander Milkovich got mah heart 🥰
A movie you think everyone should watch: Feeling a nostalgia kick so i pick Ever After (1998)
A book you think everyone should read: For a trilling time Six of Crows
The last place you travelled: Overseas was Philippines in 2018 & today to my sister place to visit my niece 💕
Something you’re looking forward to: My Chemical Romance on Sunday!!!
i saw the reblog that talks about telling the writer what you remember about their writing and I'VE TO SEND YOU THE ASK NOW-
because you're one of my favorite writers on this platform and i often find inspiration in the way you write. you have such a flowery way of writing that it makes me go like "how can i describe emotions, feelings, and thoughts just as beautifully as kat does??"
and i love how you portray the characters, especially dazai! you write him so in character and i remember one of your works wherein dazai didn't feel deserving of being called beautiful, which made me go like "... no but this is canon. kat has such a great view on his character and she really knows how to explore dazai's character in a way he still feels very canon." it blows my mind honestly.
also, every time you reveal small details about your work it just reminds me of how much thought you put into your work and i love it. it's very inspiring and admirable.
(also, i hope you're doing okay!!)
Michelle you're too kind🥲 It's so flattering that I'm one of your favourite writers on here and I just can't help but think back to when you were probably one of the first few writers I followed for bsd before I started writing orz.
I'm very honoured that you find inspiration and that you feel that I portray him well🥲
And I'm doing good :3 Hope you're doing well too!
Ask Game: Something you remember (me for) as a writer
Thank you, Michelle, for your prompt submission! I hope you didn't get the idea based on your current weather. And if you did... I hope that the nice early spring weather will find you soon! 🌤️🌱💐
So, dear Drabblers! Time to put on your wellies and to jump into puddles! Your prompt this week is:
I’m super late to this, so not tagging anyone. Sorry. Love y’all. Have some flowers 💐
Name: Michelle
Age: 38
What country do you live in? Britain (the great feels very subjective right now…)
How many blogs do you have? 2. This one and the podcast account @f-f-podcast
How many blogs do you follow? 327
Are you a hugger? Hell yeah! I’m a hugger, and a snuggler, and a biter, and a poker, and a raspberry blower, and a whatever else you’ll let me-er… I do understand that not everyone’s into it though.
Summer or winter? Eh. Not a fan of extremes. Farming in 40 degrees heat is MISERABLE. Farming in deep winter when pipes are frozen and you spent your morning break 2 inches thick sheets off ice out of water troughs is also MISERABLE… however @look-i-love-u was spot on by saying “there's the point in summer when you just can't take off any more clothes without getting arrested” so I guess Winter 🤷🏽♂️
Coffee, tea, soda, or something else? Tap Water. Then tea. Then fuzzy water. Then ginger ale.
Something about you that might surprise people? Cameron Monaghan and I have more in common than you might think? We’ve both been in Star Wars!
And hey, his character might have a name, but Cal’s “only” in a game. The Tatooine farmer I played was in one of the movies! So I win! 😆
If you had to get a tattoo tomorrow, what would it be? It’s weird to me that I do not have a Buffy tattoo, so probably that? I’m a bleeding heart, so it would 100% be one of the BIG MOMENT quotes, like ‘You’re not special. You’re extraordinary’ or ‘Every girl who could have the power, will have the power, can stand up, will stand up’ or ‘The Good Guys Are Always Stalwart And True’ or ‘Are you ready to be strong?’
But in my more frivolous moments I think I’d be hilarious to get “Out for a Walk… Bitch” on the arch of my foot or something silly like that lol
Would you consider yourself a private person or an open book? I always thought I was an open book. Until a friend of mine of like years and years said that I’m funny and great to be around and supportive and sweet, but that she doesn’t feel like she knows me. That was a brutal thing to be told. Basically, if you ask me anything at all, I will tell you the answer. But I don’t just share of myself because I was raised to think that no one would care, so why bother them with my personal life story? I’m working on that now…
Do you believe in soulmates? If soulmates do exist, they're not found, they're made. People meet, they get a good feeling, and then they get to work building a relationship. (The Good Place)
Also, because @sleepyfacetoughguy casually dropped this in and made me WEEP: ‘Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same’
Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert, but I get very sleepy..
Tell me something good that happened to you recently: Went to see Patrick Wolf yesterday. It’s been 20 years. And he’s had a tough time. It was nice to see him, and to see him happy.
And finally, say something nice to yourself: You’re not well at the moment. Maybe you can’t put an exact name to it. Maybe there’s too many names you can put on it. It doesn’t matter. You’re not well, and that’s valid. You need a break, and that’s valid. You wanna have a nap when you get home from work, and that’s valid. You feel like crying half of the day, and you know what? That’s valid, too. Fuck what you feel you should be doing/being/feeling/achieving. Stop being mean to yourself. Shut the fuck up and listen when people who love you tell you you’re good enough.
Stay with someone who looks at you like Noomi Rapace, Jessica Chastain, Michelle Williams and Emily Browning look at 𝗧𝗼𝗺 ✨ 😍💖 Love to Kelly Marcel, too 💞
I wish Michelle the best of luck at the Oscars next Sunday 🙌🏻
Happy International Women's Day 💐!
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Quédate con alguien que te mire como Noomi Rapace, Jessica Chastain, Michelle Williams, y Emily Browning miran a 𝗧𝗼𝗺 ✨ 😍💖 Amor también para Kelly Marcel 💞
Le deseo la mayor de las suertes a Michelle en los Óscars el próximo domingo 🙌🏻
I started this celebration when I hit 500 followers and can finally close it at 600! Thank you to everyone who sent in requests, read/ reblogged/ commented on the following fics. It was a labor of love to complete them all but I enjoyed writing each and every one of these:
I love you truly (Leon Dompteur, fluff)
My heart aches for you (Chevalier Michel, angst)
I declare my love (Mozart, fluff)
I cannot (Clavis Lelouch, angst/fluff)
Pleasure and Pain (Gilbert von Obsidian, angst, implied nsfw)
I like your taste (Leonardo da Vinci, fluff, nsfw)
I send a message (Keith Howell, fluff/ angst)
Be gentle with me (Johann Georg Faust, angst)
I prefer you above all others (Silvio Ricci, fluff)
Devoted affection (Comte de St Germain)
Pure Love (Luke Randolph, fluff)
I am not free (Part three, Gilbert von Obsidian, angst)