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ꨄ︎『Sneaky Links』ꨄ︎ (PART 2)

Sukuna x Reader

(Mentions of Yuji x Reader)

18+ Minors - DNI

PART 2 of 2 (Read Part 1 first!!!!)

“You should know by now, Y/N, disobedient brats need to be punished.”

Summary: Y/N is a dickmatized manipulative brat. Sukuna is Sukuna. Poor sweet Yuji is collateral damage. CW: cheating, rough play, unprotected sex, spit play, brat taming, spanking, pussy slapping, manipulation, fingering, anal play, edging, tit job, blow job, slight dubcon, blood play, sukuna being toxic, ntr, y/n thinking with her pussy not her brain (but it’s hard not to when you got that wet wet). WK: 5.3k of 8.5k Slightly Black female coded but no descriptors.

A/N: Part 2 took longer than I expected but I hope y'all enjoy it!

So much smut my gawd my mind is so cracked.

“You should know by now, Y/N, disobedient brats need to be punished.”

Before you could even feel the chill from his threat, your world was spinning as Sukuna had repositioned your body to lay across his thick muscular thighs on the edge of the bed.

The exact situation you were in didn’t click until a loud smack reverberated in your ears and you felt white hot pain blossom across your left asscheck.

Smack.

Fully aware of the second, you hissed as you felt the full force of the spank on your right cheek rock its way into your cunt.

Smack.

Three spanks in and you were moaning,

Sukuna’s assault on your ass continued leaving you panting and drooling as your tongue lolled out of your mouth.

Smack.

A fourth and you gripped his thigh for leverage so you could push your bottom up to meet his hand halfway. The action allowed the friction to transfer deeper into your core making your body convulse with pleasure.

“S-Sukuna!” you screamed out as the fifth smack this time was directly on your pussy.

Already drenched from your current arousal and earlier sex with Yuji, the squelching sound your slit made from being slapped was absolutely vulgar. The sounds turn you on more than you can bear at the moment and you could tell from laying across his lap, it’s having a similar effect on Sukuna as well.

The need for him to fuck you was overwhelming.

“FuckMeFuckMeFuckMePLEASEEE!” your words slurry jumble as you writhed against the growing bulge beneath you.

“Fuck you, Y/N?” Sukuna taunted toyingly.

Another soggy smack rang out from your pussy.

Your eyes rolled back as you bit your lip so hard you might have drawn blood then but wouldn’t have even noticed.

“Not when you address me so casually...”

Smack.

“...and certainly not when you still have that other brat’s spunk in your cunt, slut. It’s fucking disrespectful to me.”

Smack.

SMACK.

The force from the spanks on your clit took the air out of you, leaving you gasping as your face grew hot with shame.

“Hn… we’ll have to fix that won’t we, Brat?”

And with that Sukuna plunged three thick fingers into your messy cunt, relishing in your cries of surprise that filled the room.

His fingers glided in effortlessly from how wet you were, vigorously pumping into you.

You whined as they reached deeper than you ever could yourself and at a more reckless pace than Yuji would ever dream to take with you.

Sukuna was absolutely relentless.

Staying true to his words, his fingers pulled the last remnants of Yuji’s cum out of you as you fell to pieces on his lap.

“Did I not make it clear last time who this sloppy hole belonged to Y/N?”

You could barely register Sukuna’s question.

Your breathy moans and the ASMR sounds from his fingers tearing through your cunt as your walls sucked him in were thrumming in your ears and drowning out everything else.

Vision spotty, you could feel yourself closer to attaining release with every scraping movement of his fingers against the spongy spot within you. The little bundle of nerves going wild at his abuse and pushing you even closer to the edge.

The tension in you pulls tight like a cord ready to snap and you curl your toes as you could nearly taste your release.

Almost there.

“Ah! S-s-sooo clos-see” you finally sputtered out, only focusing on getting off.

That's when Sukuna’s fingers came to an immediate halt inside you.

“I fucking hate repeating myself Y/N. If the little whore can’t focus enough to answer me properly while I finger fuck her, I’ll simply have to stop.”

Your insides burned terribly at the loss of movement.

Your breath was shaky.

All you could think about was your need to cum, it wholly consumed you.

The attempts you made to push your hips back and fuck yourself on his fingers enough to cum were thuwarted by Sukuna’s free arm locking you in place.

He had you where he wanted you.

“N-No! P-PleasePlease! My pus-syy i-it’s yourssss, Suk- Lord Sukuna!” you corrected yourself, desperately wanting him to continue.

“Hm?” Sukuna questioned. He didn’t know if you fully understood just yet who owned you.

“Sure about that, bitch? You gonna let anyone else cum in this pussy again?”

You shook your head vigorously, splashing tears onto his thigh.

“N-No”, you huffed and sniffled quietly.

“What was that slut? Speak up.”

His voice was harsh yet his fingers began moving again, yet this time with slow agonizing circles over your g-spot.

It was fucking maddening.

“I wont! I-I won’t let Yuji come in this pussy again, so please… PLEASE let me cum!”

You desperately begged with little control or care at what you were saying. You knew you would have said anything at this point for release and he knew it too.

He was a real bastard for actually making you say it though.

Pausing, Sukuna suddenly burst into laughter.

It slightly puzzled you, almost as if it wasn’t directed towards you. But you had no time to consider his motivations as his fingers dug into you harder than before.

Your eyes rolled further back into your head as all other thoughts gave way again to ecstasy. His thumb joined in now as well, teasing your puckered back entrance.

“Oh! O-ooh godddd”, you sobbed, eyes squeezing shut.

The prodding of his thumb into the rim of your ass while he finger banged your cunt was too intense.

Not even Yuji had touched you there before.

The feeling was foreign but you were too overstimulated at this point, you couldn’t process anything from it but pleasure.

“Yesyesyesyes!”, you sighed out like a mantra.

Sukuna could feel your walls clamping down on his fingers, letting him know you were close.

“Shit- That's it. Cream on my fingers, slutty brat.”

As if your body needed his permission, those words were what finally broke the dam inside of you.

You came with a loud moan as your body convulsed with pleasure. You felt the first taste of the sweet release you’d been yearning for all night. Babbling nonsensically as you repeated Sukuna’s name over and over.

Your tears, drool and squirt continue to dribble out of you as they drenched his thighs from both ends.

Sukuna’s fingers continued to bully into you not slowing until you completely rode out your orgasm.

Your chest heaved constricted against his lap and your legs were still shaking but you knew he was far from finished with you.

His fingers slid out of your weeping pussy with a slimy pop.

“On your knees.”

You heard Sukuna’s gruff order boom from above you and you quickly moved, not wanting to test his temperament as you could feel welts on your ass begin to form the spanking you received.

Your legs had been reduced to jelly so you could only slide onto the floor, careful of putting too much pressure on your bruised bottom.

Gathering yourself, you saw how Sukuna began to manspread for you. Reclining on the bed, he was giving you a delicious view of his hard cock.

You unconsciously licked your lips at his angry red tip swaying back against his stomach and soiling his abs with precum.

Nevertheless, you couldn’t help but hesitate as him finally letting you cum had cleared a bit of the fog in your brain. You knew what he expected you to do, you had just never done it before.

Well to him at least.

Sukuna’s size was intimidating enough to make you nervous but you really didn’t know how to react right now as you weren’t used to this much foreplay with him.

His previous visits he would show up, fuck you into a stupor and leave. You didn’t even think he had even teased you as much as he had tonight.

Tonight was different. You weren’t sure why exactly but that thought did give you a bit of courage stirring the brat within you.

A sudden compulsion surfaced to see exactly how much he would give you and how far you could push him.

You could tell by how his engorged cock swayed impatiently that him delaying his own gratification to punish had an effect on him.

The game you decided to play was a risky one of course, but you wanted payback for the way he treated you.

For leaving you high and dry for days, for breaking your favorite vibrator, for making you beg to cum but mostly for turning you into such a dizzy cock-hungry bitch who still yearned for him to fuck her silly.

Your thoughts of retribution were soon interrupted as he grew impatient with you.

“Y/N put that fuckin’ bratty mouth to good use for once, bitch. If I left now, your sloppy cunt would still be unsatisfied.” Sukuna growled baring his canines.

You pouted at his cruel insult but it was mostly to suppress a small smile as he confirmed your suspicions.

Oh he wouldn’t dare leave you now.

Not in this state.

And if he wanted you to give him head, you would give The King Asshole of Curses the nastiest sloppiest toppy you could muster.

Your mind set, you wet your lips making careful eye contact with him through moist batting lashes.

You started to crawl to close the short distance separating you with a slight sway of your hips.

Slinking up between his legs, your hands caressed his calves and skimmed up over his thighs with feather light touches.

Your tongue lingered in his inner thigh to lap up some of your juices that soiled his lap, never breaking eye contact.

It was faint but could have sworn you heard Sukuna suck in a breath through his teeth.

Rising to your knees, you settled yourself into him until you were pressed between his legs and his hefty cock was nestled between your tits.

“Slut…”, Sukuna breathed out feeling your soft mounds enclose his cock.

He held a good poker face but you could tell from the slight perspiration on his brow and deeper breaths that he wanted this.

It gave you back some of the nerve you lost feeling his immense size between your bust.

Still holding his gaze, you tossed him a sweet smile before opening your mouth and letting the large amount of saliva you gathered descend from your tongue slowly like honey onto his dick.

The wetness flowed from your mouth and was instantly cooled by air as it left your lips. This earned you a low hiss of approval from The King of Curses as it landed on his hot tip.

Not wasting time, you gathered the mixture of drool and precum that flowed onto your tits and began moving them against his massive cock, up and down slowly.

Indulging yourself, you couldn’t help but squeeze your neglected nipples and moan wantonly from wedging his thick cock between your breasts.

You meant to provoke him but you were driving yourself wild in the process wishing it was your pussy and not your tits enveloping him.

Your mouth remained open and jaw lax all the while, allowing more of your saliva to freely spill out, still holding his gaze.

Sukuna was nearly about to snap at you for being a cockteasing whore when as if you could sense the insult forming in his mind you finally broke eye contact. Dipping your head low, you took his swollen cockhead in between your lips while your tits continued working the base.

You swirl your tongue over the hole at his tip and lewdly slurp up more precum causing Sukuna’s hand to shoot into your hair.

“Fuck” Sukuna let slip out.

His claws were at your roots applying a near agonizing grip.

Despite the pain on your scalp, the action encouraged you.

You licked, kissed and slobbered your way down the length of his cock. The obscene noises from blowing him only rivaled by the sounds coming from your cunt earlier.

Sukuna grunted. He honestly hadn’t expected this from you.

He corrupted you in a way that had broken many others in the past but he could tell by the insolence of your stare how your eagerness was not a show of devotion, but of defiance.

His earlier punishment had only fanned your flames.

Sukuna thought you would complain and cower away from sucking his cock like the pillow princess he knew you were with Yuji, not attack it like it was your last life line.

Fuckin’ manipulative ass brat.

The curse king would never admit it out loud but your brattiness turned him on.

It always had.

He would watch you from within Yuji. Your slick comments when he did something that upset you, your bratty protests when you didn’t get your way– Yuji bent to your will every single time.

It was infuriating that he never put you in your place.

The kid was too pussy whipped to see just how big a whore he actually had on his hands waiting to be turned out and used as a fucktoy.

Sukuna stifled a groan and resisted tilting his head back when he felt your soft fingers work their way down to cup his heavy sack.

You fondle them lightly as you move from giving him a boob job to take him in your mouth deeper and pump the base of his length with your other hand.

He couldn’t let this go on any longer. He wouldn’t allow himself to be undone by you.

Your brattiness entertained him but his pride could never let you have the upperhand for long.

Taking control over the situation, both his hands clutched the back of your skull keeping your mouth on his cock as he stood up.

And with a forward roll of his hips Sukuna was forcing you to take his entire length in one rough motion, gagging you on it.

You choked and your hands scrambled to push against his thighs but there was still plenty of your slick left from earlier causing you to lose your grip and lurch forward.

The action had you taking him to the hilt, your jaw stretched beyond its limits. Your tears that pricked the corners of your eyes spilled forth. His cock filled your throat so deeply there was barely room for air.

“Now, now, Y/N.” Sukuna chided you as you flailed uselessly against him to release you.

“You were so eager to suck on this cock a minute ago, show me how well your throat can take it too.”

Your throat in question was currently being fucked raw as your face was roughly slammed into his crotch.

Pubic hair tickled your cheeks and your nostrils filled with the pungent scent of his arousal which combined with lack of oxygen, made you dizzy.

You croaked out a moan as you gagged further on his dick.

The vibrations that traveled along Sukuna’s cock caused him to thrust deeper with force as he stuffed himself further down your throat.

Your jaw hurt like hell but the pain was slowly being overshadowed by your weepy cunt. Once more your pussy was flaring with jealousy as you felt phantom strokes inside you sync up with him ravaging your throat. You couldn’t help but be turned on again from Sukuna’s rough treatment.

You would have rubbed your clit if your nails hadn’t found purchase in his hips, leaving marks and long scratches as your body instinctively clawed away at him to release you from his hold.

“Take it Y/N. Swallow it all like a good little fuckdoll. Don’t spill a drop.” he snarled out the command and you could tell by how his cock thrashed against your throat he was close.

A few more spurts of his hips and he came cursing profanities into the air. His hot cum hits the back of your throat, filling you as it warms its way down into your belly.

Waiting until your throat wrung every drop from him Sukuna finally releases you and you collapse down into the ground coughing.

You couldn’t help but spit up some of his seed. Despite your earlier bravado you weren’t prepared to take his girth fully nor for how thick his cum would be down your throat, which was now left raw and scratchy.

“Brats like you can never follow instructions well, can they?”

You were tempted to give him the finger for nearly suffocating you on his dick but you could only scowl at him while your hands tried to soothe your throat.

“Tch, cumming just from getting your face fucked and without permission too? You still don’t deserve me fucking you.” Sukuna mused, the grin spreading wide on his face.

You looked up at him incredulously as his voice threatened punishment again.

“Y-You’re kidding me”, you coughed out. You couldn’t help but furrow your brow and pout. You more than earned it in your opinion.

Sukuna chuckled at your reaction. Manspread and seated once again on the bed, he pumped his cock, giving you a once over.

He had made an utter mess of you: stray strands from your disheveled hair stuck to your cheeks soiled with tears; cum dribbled down the corners of your mouth and chin with any attempts you made to wipe it away merely smearing it on your face further; your chest heaved and glistened with sweat and whatever other fluids it collected; while that disobedient pussy of yours was beginning to seep a wet spot onto the floor from where you sat.

Just filthy.

He could deny you further, if he wished.

Tease you further. Make you beg for him as he knew how much you hated it which made him enjoy it that much more.

But then he would also be denying himself.

He saw how you enthusiastically rose to the challenge of giving him head and it made him impatient to see you make more of a mess of yourself on his cock, which grew harder the more he took in your sullied form.

“Y/N, if that filthy pussy of yours want to cum on my dick she’s going to have to fuck herself on it.”

The curse king moved back onto the bed to fully recline and looked at you expectantly.

You nodded and wordlessly followed, your voice still recovering.

Sukuna had preferred to fuck you ass up with an arched back, but if this was your punishment you would gladly accept it.

You would take any position if it resulted in his cock inside of you to be honest.

Crawling over his large form to straddle him, you let your hands roam over the taunt muscles of his abs.

Your hands traced his tattoos as you began to grind your slickness on his erection.

It felt amazing feeling him underneath you. The thick girth of him spread your pussy lips apart as you created more friction against your clit. You quivered. It was too good.

“On with it already, pillow princess.” Sukuna smirked, giving your ass a firm slap. He wasn’t going to cum like some virgin just from you rubbing up against him.

You yelped as the action had you clenching your cheeks. Your ass was still very much sore but Sukuna would never let you have a moment to enjoy yourself unless it was on his terms.

“Then just lay back and let me fuck you, okay?” you snapped, your brattiness getting the best of you once again but you still complied as you centered his cock over your entrance giving it a few pumps.

You half expected him to flip you over and choke you out while drilling you into the mattress for sassing him again.However when you looked at him you saw his gaze transfixed on where your cunt was attempting to swallow him whole.

“Then just fucking do it slut”, he answered with another smack to your cheeks.

Sukuna wouldn’t let you off this easily by provoking him. You were going to ride this dick, he would make sure of it.

You wanted to glare at him but you were too preoccupied with getting his monstrous dick inside of you and your eyes shut in concentration. Pressing yourself down onto him you only met firm resistance.

Your body was screaming at you that it wouldn’t fit even though you knew it would as it had many times in the past with him bullying it in you.

You hissed, pushing yourself down more. You hoped gravity would do its job here but you had barely gotten the head in.

Tears were already flowing, the stretch was too intense, he was too thick.

“Aw, am I too much for the little brat?” I thought you were going to fuck me?” Sukuna teased, feigning boredom.

“I AM”, you whine through gritted teeth. You were so wet in addition to having been stretched from his fingers yet it was still this difficult.

Leaning more unto him for support you tried to adjust yourself but it only caused his cockhead to begin to slip out of you.

“Too damn slow”, Sukuna barked at you before firmly gripping your hips and ramming up into you.

You let out a screech so loud you would have thought it woke your neighbors, that is if you could give a fuck to think about anything else but Sukuna ripping through you right now.

His fat blunt tip rammed against your cervix and it took all the air out of your lungs. You were left reeling, arched back as your vision blacked out momentarily.

Trembling, you fell forward onto his tattooed chest. It was too intense, you were too full. Too much too fast of what you had been begging for all night, all at once.

Your legs trembled and your shoulders shook.

Your walls compressed Sukuna’s length and he let out a low growl at its intensity.

“Shit bitch - did you just cum again!?”

“S’your f-fault,” you slurred out with a sigh, wiping the drool dripping down your chin.

Pushing yourself up, you started to swivel your hips, grinding on Sukuna in a slow circular wine.

You could feel your whole body buzzing from your orgasm. You were too sensitive, but it wasn’t nearly enough.

You needed more of him.

You couldn’t think of anything else except for him buried inside of you.

You leaned back to grip Sukuna’s thighs for support as you picked up your pace the more you recovered until you were bucking on him.

The angle had you impaling yourself on him. You were putting on a show for the curse king who drank in the view of you in shambles on his cock.

Your tits bounced wildly as your cunt greedily sucked him in and ignored the pain of the stretch which was incomparable to the amount of pleasure you are receiving.

“That’s it Y/N. Use that filthy pussy of yours to gobble up this dick.”

Your eyes rolled back into your head as more obscenities spilled forth from him. It only made you hornier and you could feel him start to move in tandem with you, his hands leaving your hips and finding their way to your breasts, pinching your nipples harshly.

“Mmm shit, t-too good, t-ooo good” you groaned at his manhandling of you which caused you to gush around his cock creating a white ring of fluids.

You see Sukuna grit his teeth and adjust his hips to thrust up into you deeper. Being on top and watching him underneath you, seeing the pleasure you were giving him you feel a surge of power rush through you.

Sitting up from your reclined position, your hands ran over his that were still grasping your tits before settling on his muscular forearms to anchor yourself.

His strokes were making your pussy flutter with pleasure, every nerve alight.

You weren’t just playing with fire, you were dancing in it and it made you feel higher than any actual drug ever could.

Fucking him like this was a drug.

You would probably still hate him and yourself in the morning but right now you were his greedy little whore and you wanted him to give you even more.

“I-I-I w-wan-t…” you started but lost focus. You were losing yourself again and you still had something you wanted before you came, one more trick up your sleeve.

“Yes? Use your words Y/N. Tell me what my lil slut wants.” He purred teasingly however the strain was evident in his voice.

You come closer to him, your chest pressed against his as continues fucks into you his fingers digging into your ass cheeks.

“Ryo..men, d-daddy.. .. you-r tongue… ki-ss me” you cooed seductively. Putting on your best babyface and looking down at him with a lustful pout wanting him to indulge you.

His eyes flashed. You truly caught him off guard with this one.

Your legs wrapped around him tightly as he suddenly sat up and his hand was around your neck once again but he never stopped his hips driving into you.

Your eyes widened in response but they were filled with excitement. The thrill of pushing him further and the danger of it all was intoxicating.

The air was heavy with the smell of your sweat and sex and you leaned deeper into the hand around your neck. You couldn’t help the gleeful look on your face as you shivered and stroked the arm that grasped your neck as if daring him to squeeze tighter. It was audacious.

Did you truly get off on edging death?

Sukuna was wondering something similar as the desire to actually snap your neck this time for real this time rose within him.

You took liberties with him that he would have killed his concubines for without a second thought back in his day. But as much as he mocked, taunted and called you all manners of whore, you were no concubine. You were a sorcerer, much weaker than him of course, but a strong one nonetheless.

One that he had either since turned into sex-crazed whore who had developed a death wish kink…

…Or one that he had severely underestimated and was far more manipulative than he gave you credit for. One who would do or say anything to provoke him into giving her what she wanted.

Truthfully you were all of those things.

He could punish you later but Sukuna would not deny you at this moment. It was absolutely sinful how you would whore yourself to him, completely forgetting about Yuji as soon as he was in your guts.

Loosening his grip on your neck, he grabbed your jaw harshly bringing you closer.

“Open”

You obeyed without fuss, sticking out your tongue.

He tilted your head upwards toward him and you felt his spit hit the back of your throat.

“Swallow”

The command had barely left his mouth before you were already savoring his thick saliva before you stuck out your tongue to prove you had in fact swallowed it all this time.

“Good girl.” he muttered. Sukuna’s breath was hot on your face before his mouth crashed onto yours, devouring you.

The brutal kiss overwhelmed your already overstimulated senses. Your teeth clashed against his as mouth ravaged yours. Even his kiss was dangerous as his razor sharp canines cut your tongue and your blood flowed into his mouth.

You felt him groan into you as he drank it eagerly, nipping and sucking on your tongue, savoring the flavor.

Completely disoriented, you didn’t realize the lack of oxygen you had until he pulled back, your blood staining his lips.

Sukuna chuckled at your dazed expression.��

His kiss left you in a stupor as you hung onto his shoulders utterly breathless.

Catching your breath, you lean in closer as your tongue slides over his lips to taste your blood on them.

“M-more w-wanna c-cum Daddy.” you mewled against his lips.

“More? Not sure if daddy’s bratty baby can handle it,” he replied mischievously.

Sukuna’s breath fanned across your face as he captured your lips again roughly.

He placed a hand behind you but nothing could have prepared you for the sensation of the mouth on his palm opening and tongue diving directly into your asshole.

You cried as your body instinctively pressed yourself closer to him, breaking the kiss and burrowing your face in his neck trying to keep his tongue from going deeper. However, that only gives the mouth on his stomach better access as it opens to lap at your clit as he continued to fuck into you.

“Don’t run from this slut you asked for more.” Sukuna grunted in your ear, the smirk evident in his voice.

You had asked for more but the sensations of being fucked and sucked from both ends was making you crazy.

“Damn, so fucking tight. Gonna cum in this pussy just like this. Going to breed her, you’d like that wouldn’t you Y/N?”

Sukuna taunted you and you felt his words travel through your ears and straight to your cunt.

His free hand came up to yank your head back for your response but you could barely keep your eyes opened and focused on him.

“U-h Uh-huh,” You nodded as incoherent babbles were the only noises that could muster.

You had never experienced an assault on your senses this hard. Every nerve felt like it might combust as the heat within terrorized you, making you feel as if your entire body was erogenous.

“Cum for me baby girl”, he whispers into your neck as he bit down, drawing blood again.

His words made your chest tighten and your stomach flutter, both betraying you.

Every trick you tried on him thus far had backfired on you when he returned your energy.

Every time you toyed with him he would toy with you harder.

You realized now you’d never win.

You didn’t know if you hated him or loved him for it. The sane part of you was locked away somewhere and all you knew now is your body was screaming to feel his seed fill you, to breed you.

You could feel his cock twitching inside of you and it proved all too much for you to handle.

Sukuna swallowed your screams of ecstasy as you came harder than ever before, toppling over your peak and jerking against him as tremors overtook your entire body. Your mind blank, you collapsed against him tapping out as your senses faded to black.

You weren't out for long but as you came to, you noticed he had placed you back on the bed, on your belly as he moved to position himself behind you.

“I’ve fucked you dumb. Just look at you, half unconscious.”

You could only grumble at him as your whole body felt drained of both your fluids and your energy.

“Hands and Knees, Y/N” Sukuna ordered.

“5 minutes Daddy pleasssseeee” you slurred, you couldn’t possibly take any more of him, your body needed to recover you were exhausted

“Fuck no. Hands and knees slut. It's gonna take more than one load to knock that greedy cunt up.”

You groaned. Your limbs were liquified and you couldn’t manage to support yourself with your arms.

Head rolling to one side to support yourself with your pillow you lif your ass up into the air. Your arms reached back to spread your cheeks wide for him,

Sukuna, satisfied with your position, whistled at the sight of you. “Need fuck this cum back into you and fill you up again.”

His heavy hand landed with a smack against your puffy pussy for emphasis. You whine as the slap causes your mixed fluids to spurt out of you, dribbling down your sex and onto the bed.

Sukuna’s evil laughter rang into your ears as he plows into you once more. His thrusts blessing you with the toe curling backshots you’ve learned to crave and causing you to come undone once again over his cock as he fucked you senseless over and over. “See Yuji? When I told you I could breed your bratty pillow princess into an obedient cum dump… I meant that.”

LOL!

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Long A/N ahead:

Any mistakes please DM, no rude or criticizing comments please. (I literally am so busy but got up at 5am to finish this.) This is the first smut I’ve written in ages. I didn’t expect it to be so LONG my fucking god. But I actually enjoyed writing this! Especially Sukuna softening a bit towards Y/N at the end. Not really in a romantic way per se but in a “I actually enjoy your pussy presence and would likely keep you around once I'm released from your cuckass boyfriend.” kind of way. I also see it as him indulging Y/N and wanting to breed her just to piss off Yuji lmfao. He would totally knock you up out of spite. I also had fun writing Y/N here as a brat but one who doesn’t give up the fight, just finds new ways to be a brat and enjoys the punishment lmfao. (Me af) I feel like complete brat taming works well with Toji, Geto, and Choso. Sukuna on the otherhand needs a constant challenge or he will just get bored easily and kill you. You gotta tease him enough to keep him interested but he still ain’t gonna let you win. But no, even though I completely tortured and cucked Yuji here (cause he was aware this entire time), I actually really adore him. Yuji is so baby girl. I want to play with his hair and watch dumb movies on the sofa with cuddling with him and then once I get horny Sukuna can fuck my face into the cushions. OMFG SHOULD I WRITE THAT!?

What’s next?

Well my next 3 stories (in order of longest to shortest) center around lactation (Toji), van sex (Geto) and thigh job (Nanami) kinks. Which one y'all want first? ;)

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dark-night-hero · 1 year

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Oh gawd that "without you/me" imagine... Madame Ping better be regretting everything once MC's death is revealed. Imagine if Zhongli succumbed to erosion because of that, and now all of the adepti must put their own leader to rest—especially Xiao, whom was equally devastated by this turn of events. Venti implied there was someone interested in MC too so what if that was Xiao (gawd what if he also succumbs to karmic debt—)? Now Barbatos remains as the last of the Original 7, the supposed weakest

: Sorry for the late answer/reply. Had to go on a brainstorming for this one. And hehehe, I've made my convo with my cousin like a notepad because I kept dumping idea in it. Well I suppose this is the last part of the "without me/you" following the other imagine.

: without me | without you | part 3? imagine

"Oh Morax, I've heard you've retired. What business do I owe you to come into me like this?" Tightening his hold upon the guy.. a fellow being's neck, Zhongli- Morax hold his polearm an inch away from his face. "Where are they?" "Who? Ahhh wait pffff HAHAHAHA urgh-!" Without any tind of hesitation, Morax trusted the blade of his polearm on his stomach. "I asked you." "Where. Are. They." This time, his amber iris glowed much like of a dragon, sending fear down the mans spine and yet having no regrets upon realizing he had accomplished his goals already. "Haven't you heard the news Morax? They're dead. I killed them with my own hands while you were away-"

Imagine the way earthquake were once again frequent in the land of Liyue to the point were it reaches the Harbor. It wouldn't be that much of a big deal at first if it was just once in a while, but nowadays, it goes three times a day, sending fears in the heart of the citizens that lived in it.

Imagine at the same time, deep within the hidden caves in one of the oldest standing mountains of Liyue was their former Archon. Slowly, but surely little by little succumb to erosion as he suffered grieving for his beloved. Questioning every decisions he have made so far and regretting most of it. He should have been there for you, he shouldn't have leave you alone. He shouldn't have let you go, he shouldn't have made that deal that made the two of you further away from each other.

Imagine the pain of loosing you. You who he cherished the most now gone just like that, while he wasn't looking. Imagine the pain, the way a terror roars of a dragon who have lost his mate echos and crumbles the cave. The way the ground shake as he released the feeling of grieving, frustration, anger and self hatred. The way he started lossing himself and the only thing that manages to keep him calm was the flower field that was slowly turning into a wreck upon his own doing.

Imagine the way upon having another harsh session of destroying everything in sight which was nothing but rocks and flowers. He would calm down and cry, asking himself why and why and why. A never ending why. Why does it has to be you. He was fine to admire you from afar, he was fine if you were happy with someone else, he was fine as long as you are happy and not suffering. As long as you're alive and well, he doesn't mind. He was able to bare it for hundreds of thousands of years upon the contract. But now that you were gone. What more does he have?

Imagine if it aren't for you, he wouldn't have change. He wouldn't have much interest to other being, he would still be that same old aggressive God ready to make chaos along the way. He was never interest in making friends, he was never interested in being nice, nor taking people and protecting them. It was all on you, it was you who taught him to be nice, not to take everything for granted. It may not be thay obvious, but looking back. You were the only reason why he decided to keep going. He who aren't that much interest in anything, manage to find every little things matter, all because of you.

Imagine the way Zhongli... the way Morax started loosing himself. The moment he heard.. he moment he felt that you're gone. He just lost it. The way he started looking for the one who did this to you, the one he sealed all those years ago. He was careless, he should have killed him long ago. It was all his fault. Why you were hurting, why you were gone. It was all on him.

"I'm sorry." Kneeling in front of the messed flower field, he grip on one of the flowers. "I'm sorry." He repeated. "My love. Forgive me." He cried and then snap out of the dazed form he was in. Wondering for a moment what he was doing before looking down on his hands only to find a crushed flower in hand, he then flinch. Gently laying down the dead crushed flower in hand, looking at the messed up field, his amber iris where shaken, then he let out a shaky sigh. "What a mess. Let's get it fixed up. They're going to get mad seeing this mess on their lair."

"We need to end things as soon as possible." It was Cloud Retainer that spoke up. "We.. We can't face him alone." "But we need to try. Rex Lapis condition is getting worst. The more time we let by, the more he wouldn't be able to rest in peace peacefully." "What are your thoughts about this, Conqueror of demons?" All eyes turned upon the said Adeptus who have been silently listening on the meeting. "I.. I won't do it." "Alatus." "I'm not participating." He firmly said. "But-" "None of this would have happened if you just let them be in the beginning." "You-" "You can do whatever you want, but I'm out of this." He look at the fellow Adeptus coldly.

Imagine the silence after that. Then one Adeptus spoke up. "I don't get it." It was Streetward Rambler. "It was you who lost your master, who can you cling close to the one who killed her?" "Were you the only one who lost someone?" Xiao asked back. "You lost my master, I lost my master. We all lost her who was very dear to us." "Then why.." Why do you keep defending them just like Rex Lapis? "Why? Because you aren't the only one who lost someone! Just like you, (First name) lost someone very dear to them. They were my master friends too! If only, if only you let them repent the proper way. No one wanted this to happen! Do you think my master would be all happy knowing what you did? No! She wouldn't be! You said you were doing this make them know what they felt when you lost my master?"

"The moment they lost my master within their own hands, the pain was greater and never the same with us! And what? What did you do after that? Force Rex Lapis to stay out of them? For what? For greater pain you might never experience? Because of what? Because you thought that that would make them repent on their actions? They never wanted this to happen! And now what? Rex Lapis has to see them only from afar! Rex Lapis only get to admire them from afar! Do you think my Master would be happy to see this? All happening because of her death? No. I don't think she would be happy, never. If she have known that her death would result like this, she must be disappointed."

Imagine the way Xiao left after that, leaving the rest of the Adeptus on nothing but silence. The Streetward Rambler left with nothing but bundles of regret, little by little realizing her mistakes. Although it wasn't wrong, none can say it was right too. After all, everyone has different way of grieving, in this case, in her case. Maybe she went too far. Hurting and affecting so many lives and love in the process.

"And who you may be? As far as I can remember, My Lover is yet to return, let alone does they have any friends at the moment." "Rex Lapis." "Rex Lapis?" "They're gone." Although they were aware that the being right in front of them were faking kindness right in front of them, just like the first time they've met. As soon as those words left on their side, those amber iris went half lidded with silent rage of a dragon that was ready to blast at them at any moment. "Apologies but I just happened to fixed everything in here. My lover wouldn't appreciate coming back home with their lair all messed up so I would like to ask you to le-" "They're gone, Morax."

Imagine the way those amber iris widen, the sudden ache on his head and the never ending pain on his chest return, at the same time. A glimpse of what happened not too long ago came into mind. They're dead said the laughing bastard, I killed them with my own hands. Have you seen the way they look Morax? Ahhh just thinking about it gives me shivers HAHAHA. Stop. You're not dead, you just went away for a moment like you always did in the past. You just said goodbye to him not to long ago for a short venture. You asked him to look after your lair after giving him a quick peck on the lips. They're dead Morax, I made it sure if I can't have them. Then no one else can. I gave them a choice long ago, but they kept rejecting me, and then you came and they seems to have forgotten about me. "No, they're not dead." "Morax-" "Utter a single word about my beloved and I swear you're goin to meet your demise!"

Imagine the more they try to reason it out, the painful his headache is. The more they kept telling him you're gone, that you're dead. The more he felt rage. Because why do they kept telling him you're dead? Aren't you by his side not to long ago? Who are these beings even? How do they get in here? Where are these memories coming from? Who was the voice inside his head? You'll do just fine without me, My love. Are you really dead? He couldn't believe it, he couldn't accept it. No, fuck. No.

Imagine, the more he thinks about it. The more he looses it, black embers starts to swirl around him, his horns and dragonic teeth showing, his amber iris glowing. Morax, did you ever love me? Just like that, something inside him snap and went out of control. They're dead. They're gone. In a blink of eye, the moment he took his eyes off them, they're gone. Suddenly everything went quiet, just like a calm before the storm. Except this was nothing like a storm, it was a disaster. As the ground starts to shake, the Adeptus were on their guard. But the moment Zhongli.. Morax turn around, the moment they saw those clouded amber iris, they could only think of something. They couldn't win. Because those, those were the eyes of someone who have lost everything, they held no fear, just vengeance. It was destructive, so destructive.

Imagine, despite the fact that even though he was no longer in his prime, despite the effects of erosion, he was still powerful and all mighty. Even with the adeptus trying to snap him out of it, they knew it was too late. And the only way to stop Morax, Rex Lapis was to kill him as fast as possible. That way they would be able to at least end his sufferings quickly as possible. And yet here they are barely hanging on in front of him, their friend. The same friend that they didn't notice was suffering in silence all this time, all because they took you away from him. Making them wonder what kind of friend they were in the first place as they remembered Xiao's word.

Imagine not to far away from the scene was Xiao, watching his Lord, Rex Lapis, someone he had admire for a very long time fall into pits of despair thus is now suffering from erosion and must be put to rest as soon as possible before he was corrupted. Thus imagine the pain for as soon as he steps in the field, those amber iris met his yellow ones. "Zhongli sama." "I don't know what you're talking about, Alatus." Replied Morax as soon as Xiao spoke.

"Zhongli sama, this is enough." "Stop calling me that- I have no memories of taking that persona." "(First nam-)" "Don't. Don't you dare utter the name of my beloved." "(First name) wouldn't want to see you like this, Zhongli sama." "I said stop calling me that name!" "It's okay to cry, Zhongli sama." There was silence after that, only the two of then staring at each other. While he, Morax have obvious wounds and bruises all over his body, Xiao who just came in the scene was all well.

Imagine the way Xiao look a step forward, he wasn't afraid at all. All because he knew deep down, the god, the Archon he respected and was loyal to was deep within the being right in front of him still. "Zhongli sama. It's okay to take a rest now." With every step he take, Morax just stayed still, those clouded amber iris were obviously shaken. "Zhongli sama..-" "Zhongli.. Is the name they've given me." "You remembered." Little by little, light returns to those amber iris. "Yes. Of course it's the game they've given me." Little by little, he started to be calm.

Imagine as Zhongli calms down, that didn't take away the headache he was having, although this time, everything was far clearer. But perhaps with the erosion effect, he left himself getting weaker as moments passed by. Still realizing his outburst and the beins he have end up hurting due to his unstable state. "I-" "It's alright, Rex Lapis." It was the Cloud Retainer. "Despite being blinded by rage, you were unconsciously holding back aren't you?" She chuckle, looking at the direction of the unconscious fellow adeptus. "I know it's too late, far too late but. She- we went too far, didn't we." "No yo-" "You've done enough for this world, don't you think, Zhongli. No, Morax?" There another uninvited yet familiar face came in the scene, Venti or should we say, Barbatos.

Imagine the silence once again, but this time, Morax was rather surprised but eventually let out a sigh before falling back on the ground if it wasn't for Xiao who manage to prevent him from galling back into the ground. He was feeling rather weak but then strange enough, it was welcoming. "What are you doing here?" "I came to say goodbye to an old friend." That made Morax chuckle, it was slow, but visible cracks were now appearing all over his body. "How did you know?" "Whispers in the wind." Venti then kneel right beside Morax who being supported by Xiao as he sat on the ground.

Imagine as moment passed by, Zhongli was rather calm as if he didn't went on a rampage for the last few months after your death. He was calm as if he waiting, maybe he was waiting. Morax. "Zhongli sama." In reply, Zhongli could only humm. "You've done enough, you can rest peacefully now." He didn't failed to notice the way the little hand that was supporting his back was trembling. Morax. "Have I?" He asked and Xiao nodded causing a genuine smile makes it way on Zhongli's lips.

"Yes, you can rest easily now." Xiao reply to the one he respthe most. "Don't make them wait any longer." He added causing Zhongli's eyes to go widen before letting out a heart felt laugh. "Alright." The cracks then starts to spread faster. "Though if you all don't mind." With every bit of strength left as he, Morax started to disintegrate. "Would you mind looking after this place? It's very dear to me, to us."

Imagine as for a moment, everything went black for Morax as he closes his eyes, only for him soon be to blinded by light, causing his brows to frown and hands went to shield his eyes away from the blinding light. And upon adjusting his vision, he soon realised where he was. In the same flower field, except it was endless, and compared to the cave ceiling on your lair, it was rather bright out the sun in here. Not that he minded tho, not when he could hear familiar foot steps approach. And as he did, he turn around. There you were eyes wide as if you did not expect him to sense you approaching him.

Imagine, all across the field, with a good distance between the two of you, your eyes met. And as soon as it does. You let out a laugh and open your arms, and that's all it took him to run after you. Forgetting everything, he ran after you. And as soon as you were within his reach, he pull you into a tight embrace. Burying his face on your neck, breathing your scent, feeling your pulse, your warmth. And you pat him in the back as you embrace him back, closely listening to his rapid heartbeat. "Don't ever asume I could and would bare to live without you ever again." By his words, you laugh continuously patting him at the back. "I'm never living a life without you, keep that in mind." He added.

"Was it that hard without me?" The way he nuzzled close to you was enough to figure out as an answer. "Alright, that was my bad." You smile. "(First name)." "What it is?" Gently withdrawing himself away from you, "I love you." He spoke while looking at you directly in the eyes. "If you ask me again if I ever loved you. The answer is I did, I never stopped, I don't think I could never stop loving you." Brushing away the tears that roll down his cheeks, you kissed him gently. "I love you too. Thank you for making it back to me, my love, my Morax."

Imagine, back in the land of Teyvat where the Adeptus and an old friend was left alone. As Xiao stare at the spot, his arms were Rex Lapis just disappeared from. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "They'll be fine." It was Barbatos, Venti. "What you did was the right thing to do." Although he did say that, there was a bitter smile on Venti's face before he shake his head and only then was a genuine smile on his face. "I guess this makes be the last man standing, Morax." He whispered to himself before turning his attention back to Xiao who was staring at him. "If you don't mind, would you like to listen to my melody tonight?"

A life without you is no life at all.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: man! that was long, I was not expecting it go be this long, what the. well then, I guess this is the end. also, I think I did stray away from what was asked but I think it's pretty close? well then its 0:55 in the morning and still got classes around 8 am. so yeah, gnight.

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silenzahra · 2 months

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The Spanish Nintendo Store is gonna ruin me

They always have the BEST Mario merch whenever a new game is announced or about to be released and I want it ALL 😭😭😭 (and I want it now 🎶)

I mean, look at this!!!! 🤩🤩🤩 Not only the game includes a pin of the princess, but also a LOVELY notebook and, OMG, I LOVE collecting notebooks, I'm a writer and I've been buying and gathering all kinds of notebooks throughout my entire life AND NOW THEY RELEASE A PRINCESS PEACH NOTEBOOK!?!?!?!?!? I just needed it so BADLY 😭😭😭

Isn't it BEAUTIFUL my God I'm so in LOVE 😭😭😭 You BET is gonna be MINE OMG

And the bag!!! 😍😍😍 It features a few of Peach's transformations, including my absolute favorite: COWGIRL PEACH 🥹🥹🥹 GAWD it's so BEAUTIFUL I love it SO MUCH 😭😭😭

The Paper Mario merch was released just yesterday and it's so damn CUTE 🥹 I would LOVE to own that little stage, and OMG look at THESE 👇👇👇

THREE KEYCHAINS. AND ONE OF THEM IS LITTLE YOSHI. MY FAVORITE PARTNER. EXCUSE ME IF I SCREAM AND YELL AND CRY 😭😭😭

(Also: yes, Goombella is called Goomarina in Spain 😂 Though I don't call Yoshi "Yoshito," I call him "Mini Yoshi," but well 🤷‍♀️😂)

And last but not least... look at the Luigi's Mansion 2 merch 🥹🥹🥹

Guys. Oh my God. You don't even KNOW how many years I've been wanting, wishing, YEARNING, to get a Luigi's Mansion figure.

AND THEN THEY RELEASE THIS.

AND IT'S NOT ONLY MY SWEET BABY LUIGI BUT ALSO THE BESTEST OF BOYS, POLTERPUP.

IT'S PERFECT AAAAAAAAAHHHH EXCUSE ME IF I SCREAM (again)

I also LOVE these two beauties they're so PERFECT I am in LOVE 😭😭😭

Here's a closer look at the figure! You can either choose to buy this alone, or the mug, the diorama with Polterpup and the ghost, AND the figure. Yep, the whole pack together 🤭 Guess you already know which one I'm buying... 🤭😏💚

You BET I'm gonna be saving money to get all these beauties as soon as I can 🥹🥹🥹 I feel so HAPPY!!! Mario merch is very difficult to find where I live (and when I do find it, it's usually targeted for children 😅). So the fact that the Spanish Nintendo Store gives us the chance to get these beauties when preordering the games is truly a treat and a dream and a chance I won't miss.

I just need to win the lottery 😂😂😂

These are all screenshots I took from the web! I'll leave the links below in case you'd like to give a closer look at each product:

-Princess Peach Showtime! (the one with the notebook seems to be sold out, thank God I bought it two days ago 😅)

-Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door: the stage / the keychains

-Luigi's Mansion 2: Dark Moon: the whole pack / just the figure

#super mario bros #princess peach showtime #paper mario #paper mario the thousand year door #luigi's mansion #luigi's mansion 2 #luigi's mansion dark moon #luigi #mario #peach #princess peach #new games #mario merch #nintendo switch #remakes

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STORY: Ups And Downs 31

Stepping Up

Ron, Kim, and I tried to keep ourselves busy the rest of that morning when Woody accompanied Mr. Block to the hospital following what appeared to be a heart attack. God knows we had enough work to do. The estate was a mess after the raucous and raunchy Halloween party. In addition to the usual paper cups and such strewn everywhere, there were used condoms throughout the house, on the patio, and in the barn and boathouse. I even found dried cum on the floor in my room, and I know I wasn’t the one who put it there. There was so much cum that it seemed like somebody had put together an impromptu bukkake party.

Ron and I did most of the clean-up because Kim was already at work planning the next big party, the annual Thanksgiving dinner for homeless gay kids. We were all looking forward to that event because most of us had been through some version of their experiences.

Still, it was hard to concentrate on anything but Mr. Block’s condition. We waited impatiently for Woody to call and reassure us that all was well. Lunch passed and then dinner with no word. Finally, Woody trudged through the door just as we were clearing the table. “Let me get you a plate,” said Kim.

“Thanks, Kim, but I’m not really hungry,” sighed Woody, but he did plop down at the table to give us a report on Mr. Block’s condition. Yes, it was a heart attack, he confirmed, and it was indeed serious, but the doctors were optimistic that the boss would recover. They just needed to keep him in the hospital for a few days for observation. Though we all breathed a sigh of relief, we still felt some apprehension, which would linger until we were absolutely sure that Mr. Block was all right.

“I can’t believe he had a heart attack,” I said. “He’s too young.”

“Well, he was blessed with a youthful appearance, but he is not quite as young as you might think,” said Woody. “He’s in his mid sixties.”

I was surprised, but, “Still,” I said, “That’s young to have a heart attack.”

“Heart trouble runs in his family,” explained Woody. “His father and grandfather died even younger from heart attacks.”

Naturally, we all asked what we could do to help, and Woody said that we should just continue to do our jobs, but we all agreed to take turns sitting with him at the hospital so that Woody could get some rest and maybe take care of the business of running the estate in Mr. Block’s absence.

The college guys who had come over to help with the post-party cleanup were as subdued all day as we were. Nobody was having sex, or even making out, around the pool. But once we conveyed the message that Mr. Block would be OK, some of the guys started getting frisky, and we perked up too. The three of us stripped down and jumped into the pool or hot tub, where we were quickly approached by randy boys eager to release their stresses of the day.

As I sat on the edge of the pool with my dick hanging down, a scruffy young man with long, wet hair that hung over his dark eyes swam up between my legs and began massaging them from the knee up to my groin. At the same time, another lad sat down behind me, spreading his legs around my hips. I could feel his cock growing and rubbing against my butt as he massaged my neck and shoulders. Gawd, I needed that.

When the guy at my back started kissing me on the neck and shoulders, the man in the pool took his cue and went down on my cock. As he sucked, the guy behind me pulled closer—I could feel his smooth, solid chest pressing against my back as his hands reached around and cupped my pecs. He alternated between rubbing them and teasing my nipples, which drove me wild. Reaching back, I pulled him around so that our faces met and our tongues explored each other’s salivating mouths. He gently leaned me back against the concrete pool deck and continued romancing me as the one in the pool lifted up my legs to reach my love hole, which he licked and probed with his fingers. As he did so, another eager stud approached, knelt down, and took my cock into his mouth. I was being ministered to on three fronts: my face, my dick, and my ass. All I needed was two more guys to work over my nipples and I would be reliving the night of my initiation. The only difference was that the tools being used on me were tongues, not dicks. But that was about to change.

Four guys lifted me up from the concrete deck and carried me over to a lounge chair where they resumed their activities, but with a twist. The tongue that had been exploring my mouth was replaced with a cock, and the tongue that had been licking my ass was replaced with another cock.

The guy fucking me was good—just the right balance between slow, deliberate probes and forceful thrusts. He was good, and he was good looking, but with every intrusion, I closed my eyes and thought of someone else—Tyler. What the fuck, Joe? You don’t really even know the guy. He fucked you once, and you can’t get him out of your mind? Get over it. You’ve got a nice hard dick in your ass. What difference does it make who it belongs to. Right now it belongs to you, so just relax and enjoy it. I did enjoy it, but I didn’t stop fantasizing about Tyler.

When the guy fucking my ass shot his wad deep inside my guts, I smiled up at the one who had been kissing me and fucking my face, and he got the message. He took his place at the other end of me and picked up where the other guy had left off. He was every bit as good as the first guy, and I loved feeling his juices shoot inside me to mix with the other pool of cum I had already taken. The rest of the evening turned into a round robin with guys taking their turns shoving their cocks into my mouth and then up my ass. I must have taken at least half a dozen loads, and I came twice myself before I took one of the guys by the hand and led him to my bedroom, where we fucked each other and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Over the next three days, Ron, Kim, and I tended to our daily chores and prepared for Mr. Block’s return. We didn’t see much of Woody. When he wasn’t at the hospital with the boss, he was holed up in his office taking care of business. He did check in with Kim from time to time just to make sure all the preparations for the Thanksgiving dinner were on track. Of course, he knew that Kim had everything under control. I think he just wanted to take his mind off of everything else for a few minutes.

Woody informed us that night that Mr. Block would be coming home the next day, and, naturally, we were all excited about his homecoming. We weren’t prepared for Woody’s call from the hospital.

“He’s had a stroke,” Woody lamented. “He’ll be here a few more days, and then we’ll see.” We learned later that Mr. Block was paralyzed on one side, and his speech was severely impaired. Clearly, he would need long-term care. Rather than put him in a rehab facility, Woody insisted on bringing him back to the estate, back to his home. He hired two full-time nurses who worked in shifts, and Kim, Ron, Woody, and I took turns relieving them from time to time.

A few days later, Woody pulled me aside after dinner and told me to have his Jaguar prepped the next day for an evening outing. “And I want you to run over to Brooks Brothers at the mall and pick up a suit,” he added. “François has all of our measurements now, so there’s no need for a fitting.” I always appreciated it when Woody gave me specific tasks to perform. It made me feel useful…like I actually belonged there.

The next morning I got up early and went right to prepping the Jag. I didn’t just wash it; I detailed it. It really wasn’t that dirty, but I wanted to make it immaculate for Woody. I didn’t know where he would be taking it, but I knew it must be something important.

With the Jag prepped, I took one of the Lexus cars to the mall to pick up the suit at Brooks Brothers. The suit turned out to be a tuxedo, so I surmised that Woody was either going to a formal affair or had a very, very hot date. François was delighted to see me at the men’s store and insisted on giving me a blow job. I was glad I had gotten an early start that morning, which gave me plenty of time to take François up on his offer.

When I got back to the estate, Woody was out, so I took the suit and laid it on his bed and left it. Later in the afternoon, he called and summoned me back to his suite. “I guess I didn’t make myself clear,” he said. “The tux is for you.”

“Wh…wh…” I stammered.

“Mr. Block was supposed to accept an award tonight. He has loads of them, but this one is special to him because it is for his contributions to LGBT youth. He doesn’t usually go to these affairs, but he was actually looking forward to this one. Obviously, he won’t be able to go tonight, so I have to go and accept the award in his honor, and since he had already made reservations for two, I figured I might as well take one of you guys with me.”

“Me?” I asked.

“Kim and Ron have already been to lots of these kinds of things, so it seemed like it was your turn.”

“Oh, OK,” I said, still somewhat speechless.

“Well, don’t just stand there,” he said. “Go try on your tux and get ready. The banquet isn’t until 7:30, but there’s a reception at 6:00, and we don’t want to be late,” he emphasized with a swat on my butt.

Since I had never worn a tuxedo before, I asked Kim to help me get dressed. He could get away from the kitchen because Ron was preparing dinner that night for Mr. Block and the two nurses, and he and Kim were planning to order a pizza and watch a movie later. He didn’t tell me that Zac was bringing over the edited video of our foursome with his brother Jack and Pete.

When I met Woody in the foyer, he looked absolutely stunning in his Armani tux. I thought he was the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. In the garage, he directed me to the Jaguar. Of course we were taking the Jag; that’s why he had me prep it. I just hadn’t made the connection that Woody would be letting me ride in his precious Jag for the first time. Sitting next to that gorgeous man in our tuxes in a luxurious Jaguar, I had to pinch myself to convince myself that I wasn’t dreaming. Suddenly, Columbus, Georgia, seemed like a lifetime away.

At the historic Hotel del Coronado, all eyes at the reception turned to us when we entered the room. When I gasped, Woody whispered to me, “They’re gawking at you, Joe. Not me. They’ve all seen me before. You’re the one they are enthralled with.” Naturally, I was flattered, but I figured that’s all it was, flattery, so I shrugged it off.

The room was filled with luminaries from the worlds of entertainment, politics, and world commerce who had come to pay their respects to Arthur Block, and they all knew Woody on a first-name basis. One of them was a major motion picture star who I will simply refer to as Brad. “And who is this dashing young man?” Brad asked Woody.

“Walter,” Woody said to another man who was approaching, appearing to ignore the question from the Oscar-winning actor, “I was just telling Brad here about the newest rising star in the art world, Joe Campbell.”

“Oh, is that so?” asked Walter, somewhat skeptically. “You’re an art critic now, Woody?”

“No,” chuckled Woody. “But you don’t have to take my word for it. Just ask Brock Archer. He’s the one who introduced Mr. Campbell at the recent Greenwich Erotic Art Show.”

Of course, nothing Woody said was actually false, but I was taken aback and impressed at how deftly he spun the tale.

“Oh!” exclaimed the man known as Walter. “Then you must be the phenom that Youngblood was telling me about.” He was, I realized, referring to Mr. Youngblood, the director of the Leslie-Lohman Museum in New York City. “It seems that you made quite an impression back east.”

“Joe,” Woody said, turning to me. “Walter is on the board of the Tom of Finland Foundation in Los Angeles.” After we exchanged pleasantries, Woody added, “Say, Walter, Brad has just invited Joe up to L.A. in a couple of weeks. Maybe you would like to have him come over to Tom’s House while he’s in town and show you some of his sketches. I’m sure you’re going to want to arrange a showing of his work.”

Of course, Brad had issued no such invitation, but he smiled, seeming perfectly willing to play along with the ruse. “I’ll have my secretary call you,” Brad said to Walter, “when Joe and I have worked out a schedule.”

When Walter nodded and walked away, Brad whispered to me, “Maybe I should give my Oscar to Woody.”

I thanked him for not giving us away. “My pleasure,” he said. “Now let’s talk about your upcoming visit. I’m sure you have plans for Thanksgiving, as do I, but how about the first week of December?” As I looked at him in astonishment, he added, “And I have some friends who I know would love to see your sketches as well.”

Watching Woody work the room was an education in itself. I knew he was cool, but I was mesmerized at how smooth he was. I was even more impressed when he got up to accept the award for Mr. Block. From the first word, he had the audience eating out of the palm of his hand. He was funny, empathetic, warm, confident, persuasive, charming, and completely captivating. When he stepped off the dais, everyone wanted to shake his hand…and most wanted to get him into their beds, I’m sure.

As we walked back to the car following the ceremony, I told him how impressed I was, and I was surprised at his response. “I did this,” he said, “for Art. It’s the least I could do. But it’s exhausting. I just want to go home and crawl into bed and let the world go away.” And with that, he handed me the keys to the Jaguar and walked to the passenger side of the car. Once again, I was flabbergasted.

We both remained speechless on the drive home, but as we pulled into the driveway, I asked when I should return the rented tux to the store. “Oh, that’s not a rental,” he said. “That’s yours. You’ll need it again. And after tonight, I think you’re going to need it a lot.”

I thanked him for promoting my fledgling art career. “I only did what Art would have done had he been there,” he said. It may have sounded a bit dismissive, but I honestly think he was just being modest. As we entered the house and started to go our separate ways, I grabbed his hand and pulled him into a very firm embrace. Maybe I was being too forward, but I think he appreciated it. As we parted, I believe I saw tears forming in his eyes.

A couple of days later, about two weeks before the Thanksgiving dinner, Woody called Kim, Ron, and me into his office. “I’ve decided that we need more help around here,” he announced, “so I have decided to bring in another staff member temporarily.”

“Another nurse?” Ron asked.

“No,” replied Woody. “I need someone to help me with the business. He will also help out with the household chores when necessary, but he will mostly be working with me.”

Seeing the puzzled look on my face, he added, “Joe will also continue to work with me as needed and also with the new man, but he will be working on his art career too, so he won’t have as much free time as before.”

I felt reassured that Woody was not completely replacing me as his assistant, but I was also somewhat apprehensive about working with someone new. Would he be easy to work with or difficult? Would he be cute? Would he be versatile?

Suddenly, a door opened—not the one from the library or the one from Mr. Block’s office, but the one from Woody’s bedroom—and in walked the new man, his hair wet as if he had just stepped out of the shower. I was shocked to see Tyler stroll through that door.

To be continued

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The old pick-up has been sitting idle long enough, so you suggest a joy ride to ‘blow out the carbs’. My imagination takes a wicked u-turn at the phrasing, even though I know you intend to find a clear stretch of back road and open ‘er up for a couple of miles. I slip into that sheer little tight number, you refer to as my dealbreaker, and not much else besides some tall sandals. I’m waiting for you in the cab, when you finally find the keys. We smile at each other as I elevate one leg above the steering wheel, so you understand my state of mind. I’ve rouged my nipples with cherry chapstick and they peek above the rims of the opaque demi cups as an obvious invitation to be nibbled. You comment on my lack of a visible panty line and I bring your hand between my thighs to verify your suspicions. You kiss me, all tongue and possessive in your intent to blitz my bravado. I ooze in acquiescence as your masterful mouth progresses to the cherry-flavored tips of my full breasts that are already taut and tightened with arousal. I’m soon moaning from the breech below, stirring me deeply with two fingers as you nurse the cherry-ness from the sensitive nubs between your lips. “Make me cum, baby…” “What’s the rush, sweetie? We have all afternoon.” Despite your exquisite torment, you are edging me closer with a pace I obviously crave. I murmur nonsense about the carbs needing to be blown and reciprocation for your own pleasure… There is a moment of hesitation as you stand outside the open door of the truck making me moan and writhe with abandon in the driver’s seat. My agenda finally clicks in your brain and I am finessed into cumming within the next instant. I giggle and gasp hysterically from the exhilarating release and you marvel at the vision of me in the throes of your man-made orgasm. Smothering me with kisses as I recover, the small aftershocks surprise us both. Still in no condition to drive, I maneuver myself over the stick shift to the passenger side and you take the wheel. We head out to a seldom traveled old access highway, while I fiddle and flirt with your fly. You protest half-heartedly as I nuzzle face first in your lap, knowing you are due the gratification for my first satisfaction. You downshift as a familiar car approaches, but I remain focused on my task of freeing you from the confines of your jeans. Not expecting a full stop to exchange brief explanations for your Sunday drive with an old pal, I remain out of sight. I hear him… “Taking the old girl out for a spin?” you reply, the “Perfect day to let all the pistons pump, she deserves to have her carbs blown.” I have unleashed your twitching to tease the tip with my tongue. The conversation is cut short with a swift farewell as I take you past my lips. “Aaawh, baby, your timing is…” “Exquisite?” I murmur between lavishing the length with a spiraling descent to its hilt. “This is unsafe… dangerous…” “Exhilarating?” I announce as you accelerate and the first backfires are left in the dust as your foot reflexively presses the clutch to upshift to third. I hear the wind in the side window vents reflecting our new speed and take you deeper into my mouth to suckle. “Aaaaaw, so wrong, jeezus, that’s it, gawd… this is worth… the risk… lord, your mouth…” By this time, the backfires have subsided, all the pistons are running clean and we are sailing at 70… 80… it’s hard to judge with you halfway down my throat. You’re growling with unbridled bliss at the top of your lungs as you unload all at once. Your foot slips off the accelerator and the old truck slows and sputters to another full stop without the advantage of fuel or the clutch. I have taken one last cleansing lap up and down its girth as your huffing breaths slow to normal. I raise myself to sitting and lick my lips devilishly, much to your amusement, and roll my window down to vent fresh air into the warm roomy cab. “Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did…” Your fingers are between my legs again, feeling for the answer… and drippings you seek. You find both and bring the spoils to your lips for tasting. Motioning a ‘chef’s kiss’ you return for another sample, and hum contentedly as you nurse your glistening fingers. “How did I get so lucky?” You mumble to yourself. “How are we gonna top that on the ride home?” I whisper conspiratorially. I eye the revived twitching and note we won’t need to wait long, apparently. You turn over the engine and suggest we drive a bit further out before we head back. The old girl purrs, sounding as pleased as we both feel. Brainstorming a few debauched ideas, revs our own engines to their lusting levels again. You are soon hard again as I compliment your stamina and offer my ongoing slickness from my fingertips to rehydrate your imaginative desires. Several miles more down the empty road we pull over and reach a consensus that there is no need for speed. Having taken that death risk off the table, we agree that ‘slow and steady wins the race’. We’ll take our time and indulge our automotive-sexual fixations one more time today. “Time to turn her around and let you steer?” “As long as you’re my co-pilot… lover.” The details have been hammered out as I crawl into your lap and guide your hardened girth inside of my slick welcoming void. I whimper with delight and clear my head as best I can to focus on the straight road ahead through the bug-specked windshield. Pulling my damp transparent skirt to my waist to give me full range of motion, you caress my hips and belly to feel the goosebumps on my flesh. You rev the engine and thrust deeper to test the comfort and angle of my mount. I squirm slightly to adjust and you groan your approval. I circle the wheel to pull off the shoulder and return back toward our destination. The road is bumpier than I remember… or the shocks need replacing, either way it’s a boon to our engagement. You supply the footwork and finesse the stickshift as I bounce subtly for the gripping friction. Your hip movement adds another dimension each time you change gears, and I request you take me through the sequence several times for purely selfish reasons. For your part, you seem to be still growing as I am stretched from the inside and respond with thrilled complimentary moans. I see our turnoff in the distance and insist we cum together before we arrive. “I thought you’d never ask… just say when.” Your fingers add a kneading assist as I double time my bouncing and as we let go simultaneously you can’t help but gun it one last time. The shock and awe of fear adds an unexpected adrenaline and we tear up the track crossing our finish line, roaring with the mutual release. Showing restraint, you pump the brakes softly so the truck rolls to a slow stop after we turn off the main road. I’m breathless, quivering, and you’re somewhat apologetic for leaving teeth marks on my shoulder. Our eyes meet in the rear view mirror for a long while, waiting for the other to reflect confusion… or desire for our new kink.

#lingerie #pickup truck

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my Even More Expert Than Usual impressions of this year's eurovision

faves:

australia (promise): this grows on me more and more every listen, might actually be my non-finland(yes this is a word now.) favourite this year. insert a joke about australia not even being europe here. catchy electro rock metal whatever with an attractive singer, yes king

austria (who the hell is edgar): ah ma gawd. this song mad catchy.

croatia (mama SC): it's perfect. next

cyprus (break a broken heart): my guilty pleasure fave this year, a borderline boring swedish-produced turd aaand i love it. this was the first one that stuck on my first listen through all the songs. that's just how it goes in this short-term-memory eat short-term-memory world

czechia (my sister's crown): this song would be near perfect if none of it was in english, because the english lyrics are a bit too corny for me. but the chorus is in ukrainian so i feel adequately pandered to. some of it is also in bulgarian and some in russian and i forgot what else. this is the one song that i hope has a really really good stage performance because otherwise it will just be ignored by everyone

finland (cha cha cha): here's a beautiful story…. back in february. it was a sunny winter day.... i walked home while listening through all our UMK (national selection) songs in release order for the first time. and i heard cha cha cha in there, and i typed in our friend group chat: ok so we're sending cha cha cha this year, that's just how it is. that IS how it is. (and my friends didn't believe me!!!! fools. i'm obviously always right?) it's crazy it's party.

germany (blood & glitter): WE'RE SO HAPPY WE COULD DIE! germany sends metal for the first time in eurovision history and the song was recorded in helsinki, it's my duty as a finn to stan. i also read that the german national selection juries hated this but finland was part of the international jury and gave it a 12 and into esc you go. take that, motherfucks.

moldova (suarele si luna): literally only just now while typing this noticed that this artist is the same who did lautar in 2012. that's a fucking excellent song LOOK AT THOSE DANCERS. anyway! moldova single-handedly taking care of my techno folk needs. like, all any artist in esc needs to do is combine folk and techno and it's my favourite that year, i'm basic like that

norway (queen of kings): let me just go grab my viking queen sword and we can leave on a journey through the fjords.

not crazy about it but ok:

belgium (because of you): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy.

denmark (breaking my heart): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy.

estonia (bridges): look, on a year with almost no ballads, the only(?? idk i didn't pay enough attention) piano&string quartet ballad is actually nice. i mean i genuinely like the song, it's good. and i love estonia. they're my new favourite neighbour because sweden needs to be eliminated

france (evidemment): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy. also very french

georgia (echo): would be better in georgian (or just any language that's not english) but still pretty cool. it echoes alright

iceland (power): there's this specific flavour of song this year that is, "i'm aware this isn't very good, nobody else likes this, i only see shit reviews everywhere, but this is seriously stuck in my head all the time so i apparently find it catchy and likable". this is one of those. i really be singing POPOPOPOOOOOWEER WOoOOWOO while doing the laundry or whatever the shit

ireland (we are one): same as above. basic, corny stupid lyrics. but it's the only irish entry i've liked in… uhh ever? so that's.. something.

italy (due vite): there are two types of italian eurovisions. actually good ones and then… this. the due vites. i like listening to these too but it's no soldi or zitti e buoni. i wish i was listening to soldi rn

lithuania (stay): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy. oh did i say that already. truthfully my opinion of this improved several notches when i learned the ciuto tuto part has to do with lithuanian folklore. it's almost like you add folk anything to something and i automatically like it? hmm. well yes

portugal (ai coracao): shockingly catchy for portugal. it's fun and got a bit of a folk sound. did someone feed portugal illegal substances to make them send such a fun song

romania (d.g.t (off and on)): i don't fucking know why i like this.

serbia (samo mi se spava): HEWWO? 0w0 this is a weird techno banger that basically got no clear melody and it kinda fucks. the way the dude goes SPAAVVAA :) in the beginning sounds mad gay and makes me laugh every time

slovenia (carpe diem): a nice little rock song in slovenian. the language does a lot for this tbh. it's also... it's.......... it's inoffensive alright catchy

uk (i wrote a song): i liked this decently much at first but then started seeing people call it A SUPER GOOD SONG AGAIN BY UK WOW THEY DOING IT AGAIN!!!! I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE SENDING SUCH AN EXCELLENT SONG AGAIN!!!! and my own interest started dying because bitch please. this is mediocre at best compared to space man from last year. but. i'm still gonna tatta datta da dai. tatta datta da dai

wish i liked more than i do:

albania (duje): the only ethno balkan ballad this year and! it's not good. and i always like balkan ballads, so this does something wrong. the only good part is the bridge(??) with no singing.

latvia (aija): i'd want to like this more because it's a pretty cool little song but i don't so there's that

spain (eaea): don't really understand this one. i've really tried to like it because of the ethno folk sound but i just don't get it, i wouldn't choose to ever listen to this outside esc. i feel like portugal and spain switched places this year, this is the experimental artsy song portugal would usually send. mom someone mixed the iberians up in mail.

ukraine (heart of steel): it's ukraine, it's dark and dramatic, it's for the defenders of azovstal. and i don't really like it. this song just doesn't go anywhere. but i do think it's fitting for the current ukraine, so that's a plus. they hopefully are going somewhere tho

wish i didn't like as much as i do:

israel (unicorn): ok enough FEMALE EMPOWERMENT!!!! YEA!!! POWER OF THE UNICORN!!!!!!!!!!!!! shit already. there's a centaur instead of a unicorn in the music video. you had one job. one horse. unfortunately the song is catchy

switzerland (watergun): if this was any other country's song or any other year, this could be my actual favourite, i mean like number one creme de la creme favourite. but here we have switzerland, a country that actively keeps blocking aid for ukraine because We ARe A neuTRAL coUnTRy, sending some fucking. no guns!!! song to eurovision. [loads my rifle and aims it at switzerland's head] let's see about that. then again, that's not really this artist's fault, is it. most probably not

no:

armenia (future lover): a toilet break song. though the upulupuu herureruus in the chorus are pretty fun

azerbaijan (tell me more): i had to check which country's entry this even was. that's how much i care

greece (what they say): i get a chuckle out of thinking back to a youtube comment on this song's official music video that was like "WHY ARE PEOPLE SLEEPING ON THIS MASTERPIECE???". because it's shit that's why

malta (dance (our own party)): you can't try to be a new epic sax guy without an actually good song. god this is so repetitive it makes me want to DIE

netherlands (burning daylight): zzz…. zzmgffgfg did you say something? no? mkayzzzz

poland (solo): baybah. :{} did you know that one of the producers of this song is finnish. i wish i didn't learn that today

san marino (like an animal): san marino existing in some weird bubble on its own as usual.

sweden (tattoo): i don't so much have a problem with this song specifically as i have a problem with sweden's melodifestivalen being a shit turd production where the actually good, unique, swedish-sounding stuff gets shoved aside for something like Hey let's send loreen again this year because she won ten years ago and we haven't been doing so hot lately in eurovision, surely she will be sexy and get us another win. and the fact that people are just buying it. sweden, unfortunately i have decided you need to be annihilated from the planet

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so, Love Lies Bleeding ...

It hasn't even ARRIVED yet and this movie is ALREADY making me go feral. I mean seriously, a movie with Kristen Stewart AND Katy O'Brian playing tough outlaw gun-toting lesbians? SO HAWT already ... then we get THIS insane-making advertising campaign?

I mean serious, THIS is already really something ...

Kristen. Sleeveless tee and jeans combo. Blood splatter. No, I am NOT okay already. But then there's THIS ...

Katy ... oh my fucking GAWD Katy ... she's been one of my favourite BUFF GIRLS for a while now, but EVERY TIME IS SEE ANYTHING OF HER in this movie, not just in this poster ... seriously, she is clearly TRYING to destroy me this time ...

No other movie coming out this year is making me THIS CRAZY with the pure EXPECTATION of the sheer hotness. Like I said, it's making me feral. Like ...

Damn you, UK release date. Gotta wait an extra month for this one over here. THAT'S enough to make me crazy too. But it'll be worth the wait. I know it will. IT HAS TO BE.

I mean there's CLEARLY too much hotness in this for it NOT TO BE ...

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Also, that needle drop ... bona fide beloved queer anthem Smalltown Boy by Bronski Beat? Nothing more fitting, especially with the retro vibe. It's perfect ...

#love lies bleeding #rose glass #kristen stewart #katy o'brian #a24 #so hot #like ridiculously hot #cannot wait for this #Youtube

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Currently T-minus 6 days until scaramouche birthday and the worst day of my life😔like he’s been outside my bedroom door for the last few nights. Like ik that this mf has the nastiest sex EVER like the fanart community out?? They released him on purpose this close to Christmas(btw felt like another Tuesday like lmao how boring I bought albedo cat stickers to feel something) like I’m trying to be toxic w him but not really; the couple that’s always play arguing and making fun of other people. He can’t even get anyone pregnant but in albedo fashion he will fuck like he’s trying for a kid!! Clears his whole schedule (fatui scaramouche ig)so he can do nothing but pump you full of his cum, like he’s very messy I feel like the sheets are always ruined so you gotta keep a spare on the nightstand or something. Like he’s always trying to fuck in público places like he gets jealous very easily and he can do the whole lmao this ass is mine. But if he sees some loser ass fatui grunt still trying after he’s made is week he’ll he will literally call him into his office to reprimand him and like while he tries to explain himself he hears you choke bc he pushes your head all the way down without warning and he pays your head saying some shit like “don’t be rude I’m having a meeting” like he’s gunna absolutely dominante you and the poor bastard will have to watch like he can’t hear you slurping down there😔😔 “ their mouth feels really good, that why you been harassing them instead of doing your job?” Probably makes you cockwarm him but it’s fake bc when you beg he says you can ride him immediately.(as I will like lmao i am slamming down on him) but he’s just looking him dead in the eyes with the most bored glare. Slips his hand down in between your legs like he’s scrolling on his phone or something 😭 “hurry up and cum already you’re ruining my pants.” Or “you can’t to be good and cum on my cock?go head” and holds you tight as your eyes roll back and that grunt much less any other one talks to you again. Likes cute outfits!! Like he’s gunna buy you expensive intricate lingerie JUST to tear it off you. Will sit you on his face until you hit his head to try and get away. He’s such a Fucking menace😒 I feel like he would tie you up and leave wanting

omg only five days until the birthday bash of the year?! we're starting off strong! you guys are going to do a joint thing right looool

scara is really hoyo's new 'it boy' and as of right now, i dont hate it kekeke

omggg lemme see the stickerssss i want xiao stickers so badly hehe i might order some

bruh i just had a thought about clay man like he cant get you pregnant either but hear me out w albedo's big brain he would figure out a way to get you pregnant LMFAO like you gonna have some clay babies or something.... if he really wants it... (yandere!albedo impregnating you w/o you knowing oof- crazy!) but yeah no kid for scara (thank gawd!)

NO bc scaramouche is such a pathetic loser because he would so try to make a claim on you in public after another fatui agent glances at you.... like hed take any excuse to fuck you smh

honestly, i like pathetic!scaramouche (what does that say about me?!) like mean but pathetic scaramouche who has no problem yelling at you but then cries when you leave him LMAO

he pretends like he doesnt give a fuck while pleasuring you but in reality he's so deep in his mind making sure that he's doing everything right LOL like im sorry but i cant have scara not interested like he needs to be obsessed or i wont care about him-

oh he's so the type to put you in pretty panties, have you sit on his face and then just lock his arms around your thighs and then eat you out until you pass out- hes evil!

and he would so tie you up to the bed and leave you there as a punishment, to embarrass you even further he might leave the bedroom door open just a bit so that anyone who passes by (childe, signora) can get a glance

((side note: i hope you have a happy new year my dear!!! </3 and some good albedo dreams~))

#sarahandoikawatalkshit #lol pathetic scara is my fav #xiaos spicy almond tofu #sorta

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Listie says some words about every new movie she saw in July 2023 that she hadn't seen before

Eh, why not? I may as well say a few words about every movie I saw last month that I hadn't already seen before (at least according to the spreadsheet I've been keeping up with since February 2017). So, here we go—below the cut, of course, since this is gonna really run long.

(A note from right before I posted this: I actually kind of underestimated how long this would be when I started writing this, oh my goodness. This is 22 films I said words about down there.)

Indiana Jones And The Dial Of Destiny (2023)

Date seen: 2023-07-02

I'll admit I liked this one more coming out of the theater than I do now, so many days removed from it. Back when I made my Indiana Jones ranking post, I ranked it dead in the middle, as worse than Last Crusade and better than Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull, but, honestly? I think I might like Crystal Skull a it better than this, actually?

Of course, I might change my mind again if I ever re-watch it, but... I don't know. I can't exactly pinpoint anything specific about it. There's not even nitpicks I can point to to make a mountain-out-of-a-molehill deal out of like everyone did back when Crystal Skull was released.

And, actually, maybe it is just that Dial doesn't have any big, goofy, unbelievable movie serial/B-movie moments like any of the others did. For the most part, it is kind of just a Fast & Furious spectacle with some tomb raiding thrown in there. And when we do get that big moment... Somehow, in a franchise where aliens have already happened, this still seems like a small step too far?

I don't know. I'm not gonna declare it the worst film of 2023 like I'm sure some other people already have, because I did enjoy my time in the theater. I didn't start to wonder two-thirds of the way through "Maybe this isn't good, actually?" like I did SHAZAM! Fury Of The Gods. I'unno. At any rate, this still feels like a better adventure for Jones to bow out on than Crustal Skull. At least until they deepfake Harrison Ford for a sixth film, anyway.

Nimona (2023)

Date seen: 2023-07-03

Jeez, and I'd thought that Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse would the best 2023 film I'd see all year. Like, I knew Nimona would be good, but I didn't expect it to hit me as hard as it can. It legitimately made me cry, which, despite how much my mom teases me about it, is not something I do that often.

It really is incredible to me that Disney left this movie to die when they shut down Blue Sky, but they still let The Ice Age Adventures Of Buck Wild happen. And, gawd, I thought it was a slap in the face before, because it seemed like the only thing Disney wanted to do with Blue Sky was milk the dead cow that is the Ice Age franchise even further (I haven't even seen the Scratt shorts)... And, really, if Blue Sky hadn't been closed down, its biggest crime is that it would've been boring, and potentially pointless if the Buck Wild TV series that this movie was obviously a pilot for never happened.

But in the wake of Nimona's release, The Ice Age Adventures Of Buck Wild is even worse, because Nimona, no doubt, would've been Blue Sky's best movie. Maybe even better than The Peanuts Movie. And that just makes it all the more tragic that Blue Sky was closed before they could finally hit their creative stride.

Also, Nimona ended the same way that Spider-Man: Homecoming did, and part of me's grateful that it did, 'cuz I actually would've been bawling for the next hour or so if it didn't, and I had other shit to do, so...

Mission: Impossible III (2006)

Date seen: 2023-07-03

At the start of July I was in the middle of watching all of the Mission: Impossible movies into the lead-up to Dead Reckoning Part One (more on that later!), and of course this is the last of the "original trilogy," as I like to think of it, before they went from spy thrillers to Jackie Chan stunt spectaculars.

And, honestly, of all of the films, this might be my least favorite?

Like, I'unno, in general, I prefer the more stunt-focused flicks to these, but even besides that... I just really didn't take to it? Like, the first one does the spy stuff the best, I think, and then the sequel is stupid, enjoyable John Woo nonsense. But this? It's the one I'd return to the least.

I mean, maybe I'm just pissed that they never told me what the hell the Rabbit's Foot was.

Independence Day (1996)

Date seen: 2023-07-04

I don't have much to say about this one, really. It's just stupid, popcorn fun. Like, yeah, it's overly jingoistic, but Will Smith punches out an alien and a whole shit-ton of miniatures blow up. Come on, that's entertainment.

I mean, at any rate, I enjoyed watching this movie more than Anonymous. At least this movie didn't put forward any Anti-Stratfordian conspiracy theories.

Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation (2015)

Date watched: 2023-07-08

Surprisingly, this was the only one of the "latter trilogy" that I hadn't seen before this year. I'm not entirely sure why. I mean, I believe all three were available to me when I watched Ghost Protocol and Fallout, so I can't exactly figure out why it took me this long.

And big surprise, it's as much of a fun, thrilling spy action stunt spectacular as the other two. I wasn't expecting anything less.

Part of me kind of feels like these three are sort of interchangeable—like, if you wanna watch a spy movie where Tom Cruise risks his life being very high up in the air, you'd be fine with any of these. Of course, that's ignoring the actual stories, and I'm not saying they're bad in calling them interchangeable. Just that, in the future, if I were to try and figure out which one to watch, I'd have a hard time 'cuz they're all so equally good.

Maybe I'd just make it easy and put on Mission: Impossible 2, I'unno.

Spinout (1966)

Date watched: 2023-07-10

I've already talked about this movie in a previous post, so I'll just direct you there if you wanna hear my thoughts about it. Y'know, if you're really dying to find out what some random user on Tumblr thinks about Elvis's twentieth-some movie.

The Transformers: The Movie (1986)

Date watched: 2023-07-15

I plan to watch all of the Transformers movie this August, so I figured I may as well take the time to watch the original flick. Which, really, let's be honest, mostly served just to wipe most of the previous cast away so they could promote new toys.

I didn't not enjoy this movie, don't get me wrong, but obviously I didn't get as much out of it as I could have. Like, if I were a kid in the 80's, or if I were deeply invested in the cartoon, or if I didn't know that Optimus comes back, dies and comes back in the season of the show following this movie. Mostly, I just wanted to hear Eric Idle and Orson Welles, watch some robots beat up other robots, listen to one of the characters say "Aw, shit!" and devour the film's gloriously cheesy 80's soundtrack, which even includes Weird Al's "Dare To Be Stupid". And I got all that, so...

My friend Aylo didn't like it when I said that Hot Rod is partially responsible for Optimus Prime's death, but, hey, I just call 'em like I see 'em. Also, I mistook Hot Rod for Wheelie, and I wanted to perpetuate those allegations just to spite Wheelie.

Mission: Impossible – Dead Reckoning Part One (2023)

Date watched: 2023-07-16

I mean this in the best way possible—this movie frustrated the shit out of me. I just wanted Ethan to keep a hold on that damn key, but it just kept on getting yoinked out of his hands by some damn pickpocket or whoever. And, like, I mean it in the best way because that does mean I was invested in what was going on enough to care, but gaaaawd, how is this the person Ethan's had the most trouble with?

This movie's portrayal of A.I. is exactly what both A.I. evangelists and doomsayers clam it will be.

The Adventures Of Buckaroo Banzai Across The 8th Dimension (1984)

Date watched: 2023-07-18

Is this what all superhero movies feel like to people who aren't deeply invested in them? 'Cuz I found it pretty dang enjoyable if it is.

Also, I accidentally learned why that watermelon was there, and it bums me out because I liked the mystery way more.

Ruthless People (1986)

Date watched: 2023-07-20

This is a fine black comedy, but certainly not the best Zucker/Abrams/Zucker. I mean, literally, the only times I remembered that they directed this was the opening credits and the closing credits. In-between? I'unno, maybe I was just too distracted by Danny DeVito to remember.

And, yes, I did watch this movie entirely because its title song was the subject of Weird Al's only miss in parodying a hit, "Toothless People". Indeed, it really isn't even the best parody on the album. Not even "Addicted To Spuds" is right there with the line "Some tater tots would blow your mind!"

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret Of The Ooze (1991)

Date watched: 2023-07-20

The second part of my preparation for the upcoming Turtles movie this August, and... I don't think it's that much worse than the first, honestly? Clearly not as good, of course, but I'd give it a thumbs up.

This movie reminds me a lot of Ghostbusters II, where the tone was lightened up quite a bit from the first film because there was a franchise and a Saturday morning cartoon all the little kids were into. Now, true, the Turtles were already a franchise and cartoon beforehand, so it's not a 100% accurate comparison, but you get what I mean. After the first film, which was based more on the original comics, proved to be a success, the sequel was made to fit in better with how most people knew the TMNT.

But, again, I don't think it's a total downgrade. I can still take this mostly seriously, even with some of the dumber lines and moments. And at least we still have the Henson costumes. Can't argue with those.

Really, the only part that absolutely stunk was the anti-climax of Super Shredder. Like, even the appearance of Vanilla Ice got a laugh of me because... Come on, it's Vanilla Ice. What else was I supposed to do?

Superman II: The Richard Donner Cut (2006)

Date watched: 2023-07-22

I watched this to celebrate the one-year anniversary of me watching all of the Superman movies I hadn't seen before (which meant "literally all of them except the DCEU two"), and in the intermediate time I've seen a lot of other movies, so I can't exactly tell you how this cut stacks up to the original, but... It's Superman II. It's the best of all of 'em. Can't argue with it.

I don't think you should watch this over the theatrical cut, but if you're curious to see how Donner would've cut it, I say go for it.

And, hey, 'know, this didn't cost Warner Bros. millions like that other time they let someone recut one of their DC movies (and, yes, thank you, I do refuse to watch it—or the original for that matter).

But so we don't go to the next film on that note, I wanna confess that the only thing I noticed different from the original cut was when I thought, "Hey, waitaminute—that shot where Superman blows a woman's skirt up wasn't there before."

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III (1993)

Date watched: 2023-07-23

Any enjoyment I got out of this you could credit way more to James Rolfe than you can the film itself. If it weren't for his old review, I wouldn't've laughed nearly as much at the bad lines, poor special effects, terrible costumes, stupid story, and just the utterly bone-headed decision to have the Turtles time travel to early 17th-century Japan.

Well, at least it's not the worst thing to feature that subway lair set—though it's not exactly a compliment to say that Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III is only barely better than Ninja Turtles: The Next Mutation.

The Flash (2023)

Date watched: 2023-07-24

I wanna state upfront that nobody made a dime off of me watching this. The only thing I wasted here was my time.

So. The Flash.

You ever watch something just to be able to call it the worst thing you've seen all year?

Seriously, if the film hadn't stopped dead in its tracks in the middle of the climax to shove poorly rendered CGi fanservice in our face, it would have been fine. Maybe slightly better than SHAZAM! Fury Of The Gods. But that one extended moment is so crassly cynical, I think it caused "multiverse fatigue" all by itself, and I can't imagine myself willingly seeing anything worse this year.

Literally the best part was just the opening logos, and the fact that the movie quotes "Barbie Girl" really pissed me off, because that meant it tied directly into the next movie I saw.

Barbie (2023)

Date watched: 2023-07-24

I remember when I first heard that there was going to be a live-action Barbie movie, I was really skeptical. Like this was Mattel looking at the success of The LEGO Movie years ago and decided to shit out something in the vein of, like, The Smurfs or whatever.

Never would I have imagined that, years later, I'd be one of many people sitting in the theater audience wearing pink.

Absolutely lived up to the hype and how insane the trailers made it look. I couldn't have asked for anything better. Gawd bless.

You go live your best life, Alan.

Hatching Pete (2009)

Date watched: 2023-07-25

This is another one of those DCOMs I've seen ahead of the podcast Escape From Vault Disney—which is the only kind of DCOM I see, for the record—and, well, on a scale of "Does this feature a man in a chicken suit committing grand theft auto?", it's so far the best one.

In another universe, "Hatching Pete" is the title of a trans coming out story.

Elvis: That's The Way It Is (1970)

Date watched: 2023-07-26

Now this is what I wanted from an Elvis film—Elvis on stage singing his ass off, doing flailing karate moves, messing around with his band, finding time to kiss every woman in the audience, and deepthroating his microphone. Fun times!

TMNT (2007)

Date watched: 2023-07-26

Maybe the best Turtles film since the first one? I'unno, maybe if it had a plot I could give a hoot about, because Winters and all of the everything he was doing was just not doing it for me.

But, hey, at least I got to look at good looking CGi Turtles one more time before... Urgh. The next two.

Inception (2007)

Date watched: 2023-07-27

Oh, so that's why everybody uses "-ception" as a suffix. Neat! And the rest of the movie's real good, too.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2007)

Date watched: 2023-07-28

I wouldn't say this is as bad as Turtles III—I mean, it keeps the characters in New York, but that's the lowest possible bar for it to clear, and it certainly doesn't cross into being good.

It's such a strange decision to have the movie focus so centeredly on April, but I guess it's for the better we don't spend as much time as we could have being forced to focus on creeper Mikey.

Oppenheimer (2023)

Date watched: 2023-07-30

Lemme say up front that this is a good movie. A very good movie. Maybe one of Nolan's best—I haven't seen enough of his work to say for sure, but from what I've read, it's a very good candidate not only for Nolan's best, but maybe even best of the year. And certainly, this is absolutely a film that needs to be seen in theaters. There are moments in here I can't imagine just watching on a TV or phone.

And I bring all this preface just to say that if anyone sees this film rank towards the middle of my 2023 film ranking, it's because, honestly, if it weren't for the whole "Barbenheimer" phenomenon, I don't think I would've gone out of my way to see it, at least not in theaters. I'm sure I still would've had some interest in this film (largely because of the Epic Rap Battle where Oppenheimer battled Thanos), but not enough to go out of my way like this.

Also, lemme jus' say that, yeah, I agree with Issa Rae; I am a bit of psychopath for seeing this late. Didn't hit me until a few hours after I'd left the theater, but, yeah; shit could mess you up if you let it.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out Of The Shadows (2016)

Date watched: 2023-07-31

I guess it's better than the first—I mean, credit for addressing issues like how pointless splitting Shredder into two characters was and for actually giving the Turtles character focus, and for adding in elements that fans had no doubt waited forever to see, like Krang and Be-Bop and Rocksteady—but it's still not that great.

Seriously, could they not get Krang on set for more than two days? He's a big brain alien with a mustache for some reason; he can't be that busy!

#text #film #rambling #long post #mission impossible #transformers #superman #barbie #barbie 2023 #the flash #dceu #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #oppenheimer #barbenheimer

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KINNPORSCHE EP 11 (Spoilers, duh)

gawd I know I'm so late but life happens. It's literally like 12 hours before the next ep drops, but better late than never right? anyways here's my usual recap of highlights from the ep, random shit that stood out to me:

Kinnporsche: ok fine. tooth-rotting sweetness. almost too much for me to watch at times. both of them admitting to each other's families (EEEEEEEE) that they love each other. floating hearts everywhere. So lost in themselves that they seem to have forgotten mafia duties, big brother duties, friend duties, or literally any other duties other than getting their dicks wet. To think we haven't gotten the pool scene OR the 'i'm on your side' scene yet...fear.jpg

Kimchay: Kim you are so close to being on my shit list. I've said it before, but the only reason you're on thin ice but not in the sub-arctic waters is because I love Jeff. The thing is, I'm sure that Kim said that to protect (??) Chay from whatever shenanigans he's up to, but he better start resolving it soon. It's been there as a B plot/C plot since the early episodes, but it hasn't really progressed, and also it hasn't been made clear to the audience why we should care about whatever he's investigating. What impact does it have on our protagonists, other than the fact that it involves the Kittisawat parents? Also, we haven't seen much from Kim's POV so far, we need to see that there's a private side to him that isn't his cold facade, that he cares for Chay and struggled with his decision to let him go. (People who have read the books, this is not an invitation to slide into my DMs and explain, this is me critiquing the show's writing and storytelling technique, i'm not asking anyone to explain the actual plot to me lmao)

VegasPete: Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Vegas' sadistic side was probably born out of him needing a release from the violence his father inflicted upon him, him needing an outlet for all that pain. Understandably, he wanted someone else to feel the pain that he felt. In a way, every time Vegas has tortured someone, it was him calling out to the universe begging to be seen, to be heard, to be understood. He obviously didn't know this himself, how would he. He's suppressed any part of him that involves self-reflection, except the awareness that he's Fucked Up. His entire personality is a combination of Please Dad, Protect Macau, Piss Off Kinn, and Fuck the World Up. What I find so interesting, is the parallel between Porsche and Pete. They are both beacons of light in a world that's perpetually shrouded in darkness, and they are both bright sparks despite the shit they've both been through, making them ideal partners for Kinn/Vegas. They can help them out of the darkness without being idealistic, because they can understand what they other's been through. Vegas wanted to be seen, and Pete saw him, and saw right through him. Vegas tried to break him down the way his father has constantly broken him, but Pete broke through Vegas' walls instead. Vegas realises this, and knowing that in turn sees Pete properly for the first time. Not as Porsche's shadow, not as just another (head) bodyguard for the major family. And after their first real conversation, Vegas is going to go through a paradigm shift - it's already started, in fact. In his mind, Pete is elevating himself from the position of prisoner to someone on an equal level with Vegas mentally, and consequently Vegas is going to want to do things to Pete not because he likes seeing Pete in pain, but because he likes pleasing Pete and Pete himself is going to want it and enjoy it. It's about time Pete starting living for himself. I'm sure I could write a lot more about just their characters, and the symbolism around levels in the different scenes between their characters and how it changed throughout the episode, but I can't quite put it into words. This is enough already.

Things I need in the next ep:

KinnChay interactions A S A P

KinnKim interactions, why are they literally never in the same frame??

Kimhan. Mr. Kimothy. Sir Kimlock Holmes. If you don't explain yourself, both your actions towards baby Chay and also what all investigative spy work you've been up to, or so help me god i'll let Tankhun loose on you

VegasPete is going to follow their natural progression of events, so the next new conflict has to arise - Kim's info on the Kittisawats in connection with Korn??

P.S. I refuse to entertain the idea of ChayMacau. Absolutely not. I haven't read the book so I don't know but the little Macau that we've in the show is like, even more childish than Chay. I don't even want to see them talk to each other. If this makes me salty and petty so be it. I've said before that I'm not the biggest fan of JeffBarcode (as a pairing) but I will not think of any other pairing other than KimChay, and that's on that.

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Hello Eri! I DID check out Hello and man!! It's a bop. So maaaaaaybe I'll bite. So can you do me a favor and give me Treasure for the ask game? Even though I'm sure I know an answer or two already. MWAH! Thank you.

best news ever so i am pushing u to the front of the line JKNDGJHB stan treasure for immense pain bc yg is the worst good health !!

treasure [i ult]:

favorite member / bias line: jaehyuk (ult), jihoon (ult), junkyu, and doyoung!

which member I’d fight (& why): junkyu . yes he's in my bias line yes he is infuriating to me JBDHGJBDJS i just think he needs to be kept humble and i am the person for the job . but i love him . also jeongwoo my annoying little brother i'd do anything for him i'd also yell at him for eating my food and using my skincare

favorite song(s): I LOVE YOU, U, come to me, orange, darari, and on the most recent release volkno !! and hello and clap! and thank you -

favorite thing about the group: gawd i'd do anything for these clowns and idek how it happened ... but i feel like anyone who really takes a good look at them just Gets It ... they're so lovable, funny, and genuine. i think their rap line is literally the best 4th gen rap line no contest no question idc. they are heavily involved in making their own music. treasure map is healing. and i really think this team works hard to understand each other and work well together. they've been through a LOT from predebut until now and i'm so proud of them for staying resilient and bringing so much joy to so many people ... and the music is good like ... unarguably . it doesn't have to be your preference, but it's just literally objectively good . JDSGHJBJS

something i’d like to see from them: MORE SCREENTIME FOR JAEHYUK and also i want a full unit album i was really excited to finally get units on this new release but i want wanna one divided style i want golden child game changer style split them all up into units and give me some self-produced bangers . yg you can steal this idea and u don't have to pay me . thank u

send a group !

#taps mic hello my name is erin eri rara blondejaehyuk pvrtyrock chamhwis jaehyukkies and i love treasure #erimail #mail from: chrissy! 🌗#eri.askgame

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drawing-way-outside-the-lines · 2 years

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➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖

Chapter 31 - Why are you in my kitchen?

Episode 2. Raven: *He was the first one who said anything, after they all heard the gate creak and slam when Dalton left* No arguing! *He reached out at the speed of light, grabbing Adrian's wrist* Adrian: *A loud surprised moan escaped him, and he quickly fell back on the couch, looking up at Raven with fiery eyes, ready to open his mouth and yell at the demon, but before any words came out, another louder and longer moan escaped him* Raven: *He squinted his eyes, observing Adrian squirm on the couch* Interesting... Andy: What? *He looked at Raven curiously* is he okay? Raven: Doesn't he look okay? *he chuckled amused* either he's enjoying himself a little too much, or my powers works different on him now that he's more bonded with his Sigma? I'm not giving him a stronger doze... and look at him... *he nodded at Adrian still squirming on the couch* Andy: *He looked at Adrian with a cheeky smirk* Looks damn inviting tho...

Adrian: Sthoph! *he sighed between moans and arched his back as an intense orgasm rolled through his body*

Andy: Oh gawd, he's so fucking ready! *he said with hungry eyes, and felt himself starting to get hard, his heart rate growing rapidly* Make him pop!

Raven: He's gonna get pissed!

Andy: He already is... better make it worth it *he grinned*

Adrian: N-nnnnoooh! *he gasped from overwhelming pleasure and arched his back again* Ravennnhhh!!!! *He reached up fast, grabbing onto Raven's lower arm, squeezing it tightly*

Raven: *He moaned soft from pain, observing Adrian's nails digging into his skin, piercing it lightly* Andy..

Andy: *He looked at the two of them intensely*

Raven: Go outside for a moment, please.... *a light groan escaping him*

Andy: But I

Raven: Do it! *he looked at Andy with red, glowing eyes, which always meant his demon was waking up*

Andy: Shit! *he mumbled soft and hurried outside, pressing his back against the door, wondering if it was a a strong enough separation between the 3 of them... of course it wasn't! Raven could break it like a tooth pick!*

Raven: *He moaned deep and gazed deep and intense into Adrian's eyes* Let him out...

Adrian: Nohhh! *he sighed between growing fangs*

Raven: He wants to come out and play.... let him!

Adrian: So does yours *a soft moan escaping him, followed by a light growl*

Raven: I'll show you mine if you show me yours... *his grip tightening on Adrian's wrist*

Adrian: *He hissed from pain and arched his back, feeling a fever-ish fire in his whole body*

Raven: Don't fight it so hard you know he wants it... he needs it...

Adrian: *A loud snarl escaping him this time* fuck off!

Raven: *He grinned wide* I can't... you're holding onto me! No matter how many times you tell me to 'fuck off'... you're still holding onto me... aren't you tired of this dance yet?

Adrian: *Loud growl*

Andy: *Soft gasp* Fuck this shit, I'm calling Sam!

Raven: *Loud ear piercing demonic screech*

Andy: Fuck this, I'm running to Sam's! *he quickly sprinted through the garden and out the gate, heading next door to the safety of Sam's house!*

Raven: SHOW HIM!!!

Adrian: NO!!!

Raven: *another ear piercing screech, loud enough to be heard at least a few kilometers away*

Adrian: *Loud wolf howl, as his human shape, slowly started transforming into his Sigma, Raven demanding his presence*

Raven: Good! *he grinned wide* release the beast!

Adrian: *He panted hard as he laid below Raven, fully transformed, glaring up at him*

Raven: Now what do I do with you? *he tilted his head slightly, observing the wolf as a large predator observes it's pray* So you wanna play... let's play! *he grabbed onto the Sigma with both arms, and they were both gone, at the split second Sam came running through the front door, Andy panting right behind him, nearly stumbling over his feet*

Sam: Where are they?!

Andy: *Still panting, leaning against the door frame* I dunno, they were just here!

Sam: Fuck! *he quickly grabbed his phone and dialed the first number that came to his mind* Ronan! Your fucking brother just took off with Adrian and they were both shifting! Tell me this wont end up with one dead wolf on my hands?!!!

Ronan: *He sighed deep* No, I can guarantee Raven wont fully shift. And he wont hurt Adrian.

Sam: *He took a deep breath* How, how can you make that guarantee?

Ronan: Sam.... Raven doesn't hurt people he loves. He never even hurt Andy or Peter, even in his full shifted size. Raven is extremely protective and possessive, he would never harm anyone he believe he "owns" which is exactly what his demon believes. Adrian belongs to his demon. Or at the very least Adrian's Sigma does. Not literally... of course... but that's how Raven's demon feels.

Sam: wait.... so Raven is... in love with Adrian?

Andy: I FUCKING KNEW IT! *he slapped his own thigh amused, then slowly dragged his still panting body towards the fridge, opening it wide, as he grabbed for ANYTHING to drink*

Sam: *He frowned soft* Well Adrian wont be happy about those news...

Ronan: My guess is that wont matter much if Raven's demon comes out... fully shifted or not, he will have the power to call out the Sigma and by then animal instincts take over.... and even you know what that means... which would also be my best guess as to why they are no longer where they are supposed to be. Which also leads me to knowing exactly where they are, and trust me, you don't want to go there.

Sam: No, I'm sure I don't. *He sighed soft* But they will be okay?

Ronan: Trust me, Sam... even if at the moment you find it difficult to trust Raven, trust me. I'm not alarmed in any way. But for the sake of keeping you more calm, I'll keep an ear on them and make sure nothing gets too out of hand, how about that?

Sam: *He nodded lightly* Yes... please do that, thank you.

Ronan: That's alright Sam. They will be home whenever they are done budding heads. I promise.

Sam: *He sighed deep and nodded* Thank you. *As he hung up, he looked at Andy, instantly noticing him chugging down a jar of some liquid* DAD NO!!! *he quickly rushed towards Andy, grabbing the jar and quickly closed the lid, shoving it back inside the fridge, slamming the fridge door* Do you have any idea what you just drank?!??!

Andy: Uh *he looked at the fridge, then at Sam* Lemonade?

Sam: No *he frowned deep* that was a potion! A very strong one as a matter of fact and I have more than enough trouble on my hands right now!

Andy: *His eyes got wide* am I about to turn into a toad?

Sam: Dad! It's not a joke! Some of these things could be potentially dangerous, even kill you!

Andy: Yeah... okay...but I assume I'm not dying since you haven't started panicking yet *he frowned deep* what did I do?

Sam: *He sighed soft* Not much... it's a potion to keep Adrian's wolf down. He's overall doing much better with the whole thing, but sometimes he just needs a break.

Andy: So it's meant to affect the Sigma... not Adrian?

Sam: Yes, technically it should have no strong effect on you, although you might experience some side effects...

Andy: Side effects?

Sam: Yes...

Andy: But isn't it herbal?

Sam: Dad, herbal can have side effects too... although usually nothing as negative or violent as drugs can create.

Andy: *He nodded slow* okay... so what should I be expecting?

Sam: I don't know, which is technically the least problem... the problem is that you can't just grab something random in someone elses fridge, specially when things aren't labeled AND it happens to be in a house where you know there's frequently access to witchcraft!

Andy: Yes, you're right, and I'm sorry *he frowned lightly* but it happened, what do we do now?

Sam: I don't know *he sighed deep* I guess I'm stuck with you the rest of the day, someone has to keep an eye on you!

Andy: Stuck with me? *he scoffed lightly* No you know what?! Fuck that shit! I'm outta here! *he quickly grabbed Adrian's car keys and marched towards Adrian's Charger*

Sam: Dad! I didn't mean it that way! I'm sorry!

Andy: *He shook his head lightly* You know what Sam?! I expect shit like this from pretty much ANYONE else in my life, but not you! *He quickly got into Adrian's car, slammed the door, turned the keys and drove out of the gate*

Sam: DAMMIT! *he slammed Adrian's door hard, panting as he stood in the room alone*

Niyol: *He slowly became visible in front of Sam, placing his hands firmly on Sam's shoulders* Center yourself *he spoke in a calm soothing voice*

Sam: *He took a deep breath and closed his eyes* shouldn't have said that! It came out all wrong.

Niyol: I know. He knows too, and he will forgive you.

Sam: Yes *he opened his eyes, looking back at Niyol with a light frown* But will I?

Niyol: You have to. Sam.

#unicorntales #Raven McKinney #Brandubh McKinney #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Adrian Blackwood

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