#i saw some shibari art of him

[ihatesilco]

i absolutely need to write another silco x reader drabble.........it's been ages

#too long #far too long #i think it'll be sub silco #perhaps #i just know i wanna do things to him.. #i saw some shibari art of him #maybe it will be that #x reader #silco x reader #silco smut #silco #silco arcane #lol silco #silco fanfic #soon #it's brewing up here #soon i hope

[thatonegenshinsimp]

Binding and Blinding (Alhaitham x fem!reader NSFW)

Notes: You guys thought you were getting some wholesome shit, but you were wrong, it’s all angst. I swear it’s like the first time I’ve ever written half of this stuff on this intense of a level and actually put any sort of effort into it so it’s probably not all that great, but I hope you enjoy!

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Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, fem!reader, sub!reader, riding, bondage (Shibari), doggy style, spanking, sensory deprivation (blindfold), overstimulation, edging, dacryphilia, use of safeword (kinda??? Reader can’t say it because of how overwhelmed she is), rough sex, sappy feelings n’ shit, Alhaitham being the mean dom we all know he is but then being a big softie toward the end

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You were a very bubbly and chatty individual, always willing to talk with people whenever you had the chance, and a stark contrast to your boyfriend. However, what truly drew Alhaitham to you at first was the way you handled things. You always took great care to plan ahead when doing things, and rarely cowered away in fear from any sort of intimidating situation because of said planning. However, when he got into a relationship with you, and more specifically, started getting intimate with you, he found that the one thing that truly terrified you was not having any way of knowing how to plan for things ahead of time.

You had been talking to Kaveh almost the entire evening at the bar, not paying Alhaitham any attention whatsoever. Since his roommate was spending the night in Ghandarvaville, he had you all to himself, and there was something he’d been wanting to try for a while now. In your eyes, sex was the ultimate show of love that anyone could give their significant other. However, there were times when your dear lover saw it as a stress reliever. That was what scared you, him seeing something so important to you as another tool to use to make his life easier and less stressful. You’d never told him how much it meant to you, but he had a small inkling that you liked more vanilla things in the bedroom than him. However, you agreed to try everything he suggested at least once, and unfortunately, tonight was another experimental night in the sheets. It didn’t help that he was annoyed at his roommate for taking all of your attention tonight, which also made him annoyed with you, which in turn added to his foul mood and therefore his stress and anger. The walk home was silent, with him tightly holding your hand the entire way back to his place. You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, trying to reassure him that you had eyes for him only, but instead of squeezing it back, he started walking faster.

You knew that tonight was going to be a long one when he told you to go up to his room. The moment you’d disappeared upstairs and closed the door, he grabbed the bag he’d gotten earlier that month when he’d traveled to Inazuma. He took out the teal silk rope and the matching silk blindfold from the bag, looking at the stairs. Shibari, which originated in Inazuma, was an activity that was a type of bondage, but could also serve as art, depending on the mood of the situation it was used in. Alhaitham had extensively researched it once the silk ropes had arrived from Liyue. As for the blindfold, he’d be using that on you as well tonight. He had memorized how to tie the knots using the rope, and he certainly knew how to tie a blindfold to where it wouldn’t fall off. He’d always wanted to try sensory deprivation on your sight, since he’d already done so with your hearing using his headphones. Since it had been so well received, and had left you panting and begging for more even when your legs were shaking, he wanted to try taking one of your other senses, which was, of course, sight.

He walked upstairs and opened the door to his bedroom, noticing how you turned shy under his gaze when you looked at him. “We’re trying something new tonight, two things, in fact. I’ve been researching the art of Shibari over the past few weeks, so I know how to tie the ropes, and I’ll be able to tie the blindfold easily. However, I’m still going to teach you a lesson tonight about paying too much attention to other men like you did at dinner. Get on the bed.” he said, watching as you nervously nodded and got on the bed. He focused on tying the ropes, making sure you couldn’t move when he tied your wrists together. He then gave you one last annoyed look before tying the blindfold over your eyes, knotting it at the back of your head. “Are you uncomfortable anywhere?” he asked, watching as you shook your head. You were much more flinchy now, but in all honesty, it gave him some sort of sick satisfaction that you were nervous. Whenever you were nervous, you didn’t like showing it, so to see you like this was truly a treat in his eyes. He needed to relieve himself of the stress from tonight, and this was the perfect way to do it. Alhaitham leaned in close to you and gently kissed your neck, watching as you shivered. You were speechless, almost as if he’d taken your ability to speak. He chuckled softly, the noise serving to make you shudder as a chill traveled up your spine. He didn’t waste any time on preparing you to take him, you didn’t deserve his touch, tonight. He slowly pulled back the covers and let you get under them, watching as you pressed your legs together and rubbed your thighs together to get some sort of friction. He slowly undressed and let his clothes drop to the floor, before getting in the bed under you. “Tonight, you’re going to be on top, and you’re going to ride me until I tell you that you can stop, understood?” he asked, watching as you nodded. “Lift your hips.” he demanded, watching as you did so. He grabbed his leaking cock and slowly lined it up with your slit, pushing himself inside. You couldn’t help but whine softly as he held you there, with only the tip inside. You were about to ask him to move, but cried out loudly when he fully sheathed himself inside of you with one harsh thrust, squirming on his lap. “I think I like you like this. You keep that mouth of yours mostly shut. It’s nice to get a break from your constant remarks every so often. We should do this more frequently.” he sneered, too busy mocking you to notice the fact that there were slightly damp spots where your eyes were on the blindfold. You couldn’t handle the intensity of it all very well, or the fact that you couldn’t move all that much. Sure, depriving you of the ability to hear like last time was a new and exhilarating experience, and left you both breathless by the time that evening was over, but being deprived of the ability to see wasn’t. It felt wrong, vicious, and much crueler than jealous sex with him usually felt. Your sense of touch was enhanced to an overwhelming degree, and you couldn’t help but occasionally shy away from his touch when he tried to give it.

He noticed that you didn’t want his hands on you, and smirked up at you. It was as if you felt his gaze on you, because when you tried to get him to hold your hips still, he didn’t, and put his hands behind his head. “You don’t want me to touch you? Fine, but I’m not helping you ride me if you’re gonna be a brat, sweetheart.” he said, watching as you kept pathetically trying to get him off. He thrust his hips up against yours every so often, watching you make those pretty little moans he loved hearing. Eventually, you mustered up enough courage to speak. “Haitham, m’close, m’so close. Please, m’gonna-” You didn’t have time to finish speaking as he grabbed your chin roughly and leaned in close to your ear. “You don’t cum until I say you can, this is what you get for talking so much all the time.” he hissed, roughly letting go of you. He kept thrusting, knowing that you wouldn’t last much longer. He wanted you to cum first, just so that he could punish you further. “Ngh~ Haitham, please, lemme cum! Please just lemme- AhHng~!” you didn’t even get to finish begging when your orgasm hit you full force, pleasure wracking your body as you squirted all over his lap. The moment you realized what you did, you were too late to apologize, as he pulled out and flipped you over, before sliding right back into you. You gasped softly, before yelping against the sheets as his palm made contact with your bare ass. You tried to ride out your high, but he pulled out completely, ruining your orgasm. It was getting to be too much, but you once again felt like you couldn’t speak, and could only lay there and take it until he was done.

When he came inside of you for the second time as he took you from behind, Alhaitham looked down at you and smirked, leaning in close to your ear as he spoke. “See? I told you not to cum without permission. Perhaps if you’d listened, I wouldn’t have had to punish you like this.” he hissed, before forcing you to ride him again. You were too sensitive, it was too much, but he didn’t see that. He didn’t see the trembling of your lip, or the way you flinched a little when his hands made contact with your hips. He also didn’t see what you were thinking as he kept bouncing you on his lap. You could only barely hold back your sobs as he continued fucking you roughly.

Does he really not like it when I talk?

Do I talk too much?

Should I just stop talking whenever he’s around?

It was those thoughts that kept you quiet, kept you from doing anything other than panting heavily. The moment you started holding back your moans, Alhaitham looked up at you. “What’s the matter, can’t speak? What happened to your bite, hmm?” he mocked. “Go ahead, make as much noise as you want.” he taunted. However, the moment you removed your hands from your mouth, a loud, desperate sob escaped your lips, causing you to cover your mouth again. That made him do a double take, and that was when he noticed all of those little things. You trembled as another orgasm hit, the damp spots on the blindfold being hit with fresh tears as you tried to keep quiet on his lap. You were about to try stuttering out an apology, but stopped midway through that attempt, and settled for collapsing against his chest in a whimpering, sobbing heap. You tried to get up, but he held you down against his chest as your orgasm washed over you in waves. You could only tremble against his chest as he quickly untied the ropes, getting them off of your body. He was hesitant to remove the blindfold, but when he did, you slowly opened your eyes and wrapped your arms tightly around him. He could tell that you were feeling overwhelmed, and slowly rocked his hips against yours to get you through your high. The sensations had been too much for you, and he could tell now. He mentally slapped himself for not being more attentive, and now focused on bringing you back down from the intense high you were going through.

His eyes were wide as panic rose in his chest, and he couldn’t help but try to whisper sweet nothings in your ears as he brought you back down. “Shh, relax, just relax, sweetheart, I’ve got you.” he whispered, his tone a much gentler contrast to the harsh one he used when he was speaking to you earlier. You slowly nodded along to what he was saying, not really catching any of the words coming out of his mouth. The slight rasp of his baritone voice soothed your mind, and calmed your racing thoughts. His soft, soothing voice made you feel every pleasant emotion you could feel in that moment, but above all else, it made you feel safe. Once you’d come down from your high, you looked up at him and focused as hard as you could on what he was saying. “Do you want me to pull out?” he asked, watching as you nodded slowly. He withdrew his hips slowly, letting you lay down against his chest. He didn’t care right now that you’d made a mess of the sheets, the only thing that he was paying attention to at the moment was how you were feeling. He gave you a few more minutes to make sure you were, at the very least, somewhat lucid, before he started speaking, cupping your face in his hands. He knew you were still feeling very overwhelmed, so he asked simple questions first.

“Are you ok?” he asked, watching as you shook your head. “Was it too much?” he asked, causing you to nod. You laid your head against his chest. “Do you want me to clean you up?” he asked softly, pressing his forehead against yours. “Mhmm~” you hummed, sighing when he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. He handled you like glass, almost as if you’d shatter from being set down on the edge of the bath. He still set you down, and turned on the faucet to the bathtub. The sound of the water was enough to make you cover your ears, your senses still kicked into overdrive thanks to the blindfold. Alhaitham noticed this, and ran back into the bedroom, where he grabbed his soundproof ear pieces, letting you wear them when he came back. Your shoulders slouched and you relaxed, slowly calming down again. Once the bathtub was full, he slowly removed the ear pieces from your ears and put them back in the bedroom. He then slowly picked you up and set you down in the bath, looking at you from the rim of the bath. “Do you want some water? Something to eat, maybe?” he asked, keeping his voice low so as not to overload your senses again. You looked up at him and nodded. “Both?” he asked, watching as you nodded again. “Does Tachin sound good?” he asked. “Yeah.” you muttered, not quite meeting his gaze. The fact that you were still reeling from everything didn’t surprise him, which is why he was taking care of you. “Alright, I’ll let you have some space for now while I go make the food, alright? If you need anything else, shout for me, and I’ll be here, ok?” he asked, taking your hands into his as he spoke, kneeling beside the bathtub. You nodded, reluctantly letting go of his hands and leaning back in the bath. “Don’t fall asleep in here, ok? It’s bad for your back and you might slip under the water by accident.” he said, causing you to nod.

Alhaitham exited the bathroom and looked back at the door, before throwing on a shirt and his underwear and walking downstairs. He quickly grabbed the ingredients and made some Tachin for the two of you. He knew you liked it because of how sweet it tasted, and he’d been marinating the meat he was using for about a day, so he knew it was going to be good once he was done. He cooked it slowly, before walking back upstairs with the plates of Tachin. He saw that you were still awake, and gently tapped your shoulder. “Hmm?” you looked at him. “Do you want me to get in with you for a bit? The food’s still a bit too hot to eat.” he asked, watching as you nodded softly. He took the shirt and his underwear off, throwing them in a quickly forgotten corner of the bathroom. You moved over a bit so that he could get in the water with you, sighing softly as he pulled you backwards into his arms. You looked up at him and saw the worry in his gaze, before reaching up to gently cup his face in your hands. “I’m sorry I didn’t pay more attention to what was going on, it was my idea to use the blindfold and the ropes on you, and I wasn’t thinking things through when I did that. I should have introduced them in moderation.” he muttered, resting his head on your shoulder as he spoke. “I tried to say the safeword, but it was almost like I couldn’t… like I couldn’t…” You were trying to find the right words to describe how you felt. “Couldn’t breathe?” he finished, watching as you nodded. “Can I ask you something, if you don’t mind?” you questioned, looking back up at him. “Anything at all, I’ll try my best to answer,” he replied. “Do you… really not like it when I talk a lot?” you asked, looking to the side. He turned you around and cupped your face in his hands, pressing his forehead against yours. “I love hearing you talk, don’t ever forget that. I don’t know why I said that earlier, I shouldn’t have,” he said. “Can we not use the blindfold and the ropes at the same time again? I didn’t like that at all, and I hated how it made every noise around me sound so… loud. It felt like every noise I heard was inside of my ears when I had that blindfold on, and it stayed that way for several minutes after you took it off.” you said. Alhaitham nodded softly. “Was there anything else that bothered you about tonight?” he asked. “I- yeah, but can we get out of the bath and eat, first? I’d prefer to tell you when we get in the bed, and the water’s starting to get cold. Plus, I’m pretty sure that cold Tachin isn’t really all that tasty.” you said, giggling softly.

He nodded, grabbing the spare set of sheets in the towel closet and making sure that they were on the bed properly before getting some towels and lifting you out of the bath. Alhaitham dried you off and carried you to the bed, setting you down under the covers before drying himself off. He got in bed with you and set a plate of Tachin on your lap, making sure that you had some water first. The sweet taste of the meat and rice, combined with the Padisarah petals he had carefully added, tasted wonderful, and each bite practically melted in your mouth. You hummed softly, turning to your lover and giving him a thumbs up. Once you’d finished the plate of Tachin and downed the glass of water, you leaned back and sighed deeply, looking back over at him. “So, what was the other thing that you didn’t like?” he asked. You gave him a nervous look, and took a deep breath before you started to speak. “You know how I usually only initiate these things when we don’t have anything to do and when we both need to be closer to each other than usual, right?” you asked, causing him to nod. “You know how I told you that I don’t really like super intense sessions like these because of how long we go at it and how rough you get, right?” you asked. Again, he nodded. “That’s because of how much those nights mean to me, you know? I try not to go to you and ask for things like that too often because it feels like it loses meaning if I do go to you too often. I do these things with you because I want to remind you that I love you, and no one else. Whenever you tell me you want to do these things with me, it mostly has to do with relieving stress, and that kinda takes away from why we do it in the first place, in my eyes, you know? I know you get really stressed sometimes, but…” you trailed off, causing him to cup your face in his hands. When you looked up at him again, he saw that you were crying. “I thought you just liked taking things slow, I didn’t know that you felt that way about all of this.” he said, resting your head in the crook of his neck. He held you there for a while, letting you calm down a bit. “But I just… I don’t want to be seen as just a source of stress relief and nothing else, because it hurts, it really hurts.” you whispered, laying down against him. He wrapped his arms around you as the tears fell, thumbing them away gently as he held you there. “I know, sometimes being rough is just what I need, and I know I sound selfish as I’m saying these things, but-” “Don’t… don’t say that, you’re not being selfish by telling me how you feel. If you catch me doing that again, please tell me. There are so many options for alleviating stress, and it’s not like I never had to deal with stress before I started dating you.” he said, giving a small smile before he pressed his lips against yours. You nodded, giving him a smile of your own in return. You yawned as the exhaustion finally caught up with you, and you laid down against Alhaitham’s chest. “I’m exhausted, goodnight, ‘Haitham.” you sleepily mumbled, closing your eyes. Within minutes, you were fast asleep against his chest. He looked down at you for a minute, before pressing his lips against your temple. “Goodnight, (name).” he whispered, closing his eyes and holding you close as he fell asleep as well.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact alhaitham #alhaitham #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham x fem!reader #alhaitham x reader smut #alhaitham smut #alhaitham x fem!reader smut

[rosedom]

Oh, reading through your Tighnari alphabet post has me thinking- which Genshin characters do you think would be into unique bondage styles?

I saw a fan art of Kazuha where he has his wrists bound by a rope from the ceiling and was on the ground with his knees tucked under him and that has me thinking about which characters would be into more uncommon bondage :>

KAZUHA BONDAGE FANARTS ARE SO MMMMMMM . . . he is absolutely perfect for any form of it, be it simple or shibari—especially-so if the ropes are a deep red. red against his pale skin, contrasting it, and going beautifully with his rosy cheeks (and chest . . . and ass . . . and arms . . . 'cos there's no doubt that this guy is another full-body blusher !!) and streak of colored hair . . . he's literally the pattern-setter. genuinely, any kind of bondage just pairs so beautifully with kaz; but he thrives on his knees, knelt all pretty on a pillow <3

as for others . . . hm . . .

listen. really, really listen, okay?

alhaitham. haitham in unique bondage. maybe shibari, maybe something else; but this man wants to be all in. if his wrists are tied, something else must be, too—be that lines of rope or ribbon criss-crossing his biceps or even his chest, chafing so sweetly against his dusky nipples . . . i want this feeble scribe to finally feel feeble. helpless, with his arms tied up and wrists bound to the opposite forearm, his legs tied to themselves but left spread open. he's able to move, still, but only at your touch—you hold the power (the power he so easily gives, the secret loverboy) to open his legs.

on the opposite side of things, i think that venti is a HUGEEE fan of shibari—not in the restraint sense, but in the sense of artwork. he wants to have his body on display to you. so while his limbs may be tied some days, others they aren't; sometimes, he only has rope stringing across his torso without any impediment to his mobility. (he has definitely worn some rope under his clothes on an outing with you~.) venti's got the prettiest lil' body, and he knows it—he ought to show it off with ropes accentuating that trim waist of his, those plump thighs . . . mmm

and then there's cyno.

bondage isn't usually on the table for him—after all, he's an expanse of scarred yet smooth skin . . . any rope marks would be embarrassingly noticable. but, hey—he's got that big ol' cloak for a reason (look, i'm not saying he's got it just because it can hide the rope marks; but it's definitely a bonus he considered). he's another one of those cases of men in power wanting so desperately to submit, to no longer be in control; and what better way than through bondage? especially the types that leave cyno pulsing—through cock n' cunt—with each loop of rope you drag across his body.

but let's take ropes aside, though, and look at the possibility of leather cuffs.

heizou, for one, would be a huge fan of soft leather tying his wrists together and ankles apart, kept snugly locked to a leather-infused spreader bar. he already wears rope in his day-to-day get-up, so to make that switch to leather instead—it's perfectly ironic. just imagining the way sweet heizou would look with his legs kept shoulder-width apart, unable to close, cunt dripping right past his taint to puddle on the floor, his hands cuffed together in soft leather . . . maybe even a leather collar, too.

i'm not normally a fan of leather—the implications of it are always rough in a way i do not enjoy—, but like this . . . heizou is simply perfect for it !!

bondage is so touch n' go for me, but, god . . . when i like it, i like it.

#roseyapping #i got carried away . . i love tying up pretty boys <3 #it's the vulnerability . . . the trust . . . the raw want that really gets to me. #sub genshin #genshin smut

[oneatlatime]

The Swamp

Random thing I spotted in the opening credits: this Roku (?) silhouette is doing a spinning blade move with airbending, that Azula did with her blue fire while riding the mail system in Return to Omashu. I guess that despite the bending styles being based on different martial arts, borrowing is allowed.

A snippet of blue spirit music plays when that cart carrying the masks passes by. Maybe one second of showtime but the writers and track team put in the effort anyway.

I'm still mad at Zuko for stealing that lady's bird horse, but I'm happy to see that they're looking after it. It even has a blanky.

Those bangs would have done numbers in 2008.

So I'm wishing death on sword guy. Apart from the whole trying to cut off Iroh's feet thing, he can't even do up his shirt right. Zero redeeming features.

I wish I knew how to make gifs to show this, but the way that the diffused lightsource is reflecting off the water peaking through the vegetation of the swamp is incredibly realistic.

Is the sharpening stone the one that usually sits in the indent on the other side of the blade? It would be pretty cool to have a knife with a built in sharpener like that.

Sokka's got a point. How do you "land" on a swamp? Appa will need to break out his sea bison skills.

TIL swamps don't take no for an answer.

HOW are they still ALIVE?!?!

AcTuAlLy Aang it's "where ARE Appa and Momo?"

As someone who has literally had leeches on my elbow, this is not funny.

Also this episode's beat up Sokka quota has already been filled by a tornado, a swamp, and a vampire slug. And we're only 4 minutes in. I feel like this is going to be a rough episode for him.

Look I get that there is no solid land in this swamp, but they could at least move out of the fetid leech-infested water onto a tree root.

Shibari Appa. I ahd to google that.

Momo is a good friend.

Could you imagine what Apppa smells like after landing in the swamp water?

Poor Momo's like "dude. I JUST freed you."

Not everyone can airbend Aang. Some of us would have no option but to cut our way out of the swamp, niceness be damned.

You ever just go FWOMP?

I'm loving these little Appa & Momo scenes.

Did this episode air on Halloween originally? It's really leaning in to the spooky.

And now Appa gets to be a good friend. I love the ear twitch. Have I talked about how cute Appa's ears are?

King of the jungle Appa.

New fear unlocked. Never swimming in seaweed again.

Also kudos to them for sleeping sitting up. I can't do that.

It's neat how all three of their fighting styles are equally effective at freeing them from the vines. No bending superiority here!

How did Cletus and Brandine figure that Appa has six legs from this trail?

No comment. Just thought you'd all appreciate a picture of bowl cut Appa using an alligator as a toothbrush.

Pretty. Swamp wisteria.

This swamp is a dick.

This jumpscare got me. Also, swamp is now a double dick.

And Aang sees some rando. I was expecting Gyatso. Maybe being the avatar makes you immune to swamp dickishness?

If Cletus saw a lemoo at a travelling show once, does that mean that Momo is not the last of his species? Because I've been worrying about that.

This is a pretty cool use of waterbending. Although I don't think 'outboard motor with high manoeuvrability' is a recognised martial arts move.

All the background art in this episode is subtle but very detailed. Another episode I'll be watching on a better quality screen than my little laptop, which makes everything into a green-grey blur.

Sokka was looking for his friends. Katara was looking for her friends. Aang was chasing tail.

Tea party Sokka rocking a midi skirt and thigh high leather boots.

Have to give it to Sokka; they have all been huffing a lot of swamp gas recently. Hallucinating people you think of often after huffing god knows what is a more believable explanation than sentient, dickish swamp. Or it would be, if this wasn't a world where things like the avatar exist.

Looks like I was right about this being a beat up Sokka episode. The number of times swampy has thrown him to the ground, I'm surprised he's still getting up. Also, I think Sokka's voice actor was paid by the scream this episode.

Anyone remember the Absorbaloth?

Are these guys narrating NYOOM noises?

I have to commend the manoeuvrability of these boats.

Not to self: do not piss off a waterbender. They are human deli slicers.

"He's the Avatar. Stuff like that happens to us, a lot." Season 1 in a nutshell.

I applaud this guy's efficiency for styling his hair into a hat.

You guys are really going to go with this guy to a secondary location like 15 seconds after he stopped trying to kill you? Every so often I forget that the Gaang are teens or younger, then something comes along that really reminds me.

Nitpick! Are his socks made out of mud?

This guy has grey eyes like Aang does 50% of the time. I swear Aang has brown eyes in at least half the episodes so far.

More delicious reflections. I wish I could gif this too.

I love the lesson here. The swamp guy's speech about interconnectedness is good, made twice as good by the delivery. Excellent choice of voice actor. Also the bit about the people we've lost still being there hits hard.

A power this useful had better come up again.

Can someone who knows music better than I do tell me if Cletus is on beat? I think not.

New reaction shot!

Why does Sokka repeat "Hugh" so skeptically? What's the joke here?

"He don't eat no bugs. That's people food." This is the kind of stuff I love the most in this show. These seemingly inconsequential, throwaway worldbuilding comments that instantly double the depth of the universe of the show. Every time I get a glimpse of normal people living non-war-torn normal lives I love it.

Scenes like this. PEAK avatar.

That swamp just bitchslapped a bird.

I'd forgotten that Zuko and Iroh were in this episode.

Zuko is well on his way to being forgiven for stealing the horse bird.

Have to wonder why he had a spare set of black clothes lying around though.

Final Thoughts

This episode may well be my new favourite. I like if for the same reasons that I liked Bato of the Water Tribe: it shows us what comparatively normal life is like. Here's a random group of people that might not even know about the war. Looking at them gives us a glimpse of what Aang's pre-war world must have been like, and what the post-war world everyone is fighting to create could be like. It's both nostalgia and hope in one place.

I love that Sokka is still stubbornly anti-supernatural even after travelling for months with the human incarnation of a spirit, being kidnapped by a giant monster panda, and having his crush turn into the moon. Not to mention mega fishman Aang. Although, in a world where the existence of spirits is a scientifically observable fact, isn't believing in the supernatural actually the logical viewpoint?

Apart from that awesome deli slicer waterbending move, Katara did surprisingly little this episode. I think Momo and Appa had more to do.

Spekaing of, I loved having a little side adventure with Momo and Appa. There's enough personality in the animation and voicing of those two characters that they can easily carry dialogue-free scenes. Avatar should do a dialogue free episode with just Appa and Momo going on an adventure. I love their interspecies friendship.

The whole 'we're all connected' thing could have rung hollow if the writers hadn't taken the time to painfully personalise that message for two thirds of the Gaang. In today's arguably too-connected world (thanks internet) the lesson seems obvious, but in a pre-industrial world that's a century into a global war, I bet the connectedness of things is unknown, forgotten, or actively suppressed.

The incredibly short bookends with Zuko and Iroh were (I'm guessing) to establish that Zuko has taken a vigilante turn and that Iroh is inhumanly patient. Neither of those is a surprise. Honestly, if I found myself in that situation, I would react more like Zuko than Iroh. Guess that means I'm a work in progress.

The Storm last season showed that while Aang had a lot to learn, Zuko had a lot to unlearn. Instead of just unlearning incorrect things, it looks like the show is taking it a step farther and progressively stripping Zuko of everything. Zuko isn't one to sit idly by though, so he's fighting back by clinging to harmful things like his pride and learning things he arguably shouldn't, like how to commit theft of bird horses. Although I have no moral objection to stealing that jerk's swords.

This episode didn't have a beat up Sokka quota; it had a beat up everyone quota, physically and sometimes mentally too. Kind of surprised there weren't even bruises. And poor Sokka. The first cut is the deepest.

I'll definitely be rewatching this one.

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #the swamp #avatar the last airbender

[jplupine]

Day 8: Shunsui Kyoraku ~ Shibari

Pairing: Shunsui Kyoraku x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~2k Date Published: October 8, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Dom!Switch!Shunsui, Established Relationship, Age Gap, Size Difference, Shibari, Teasing, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Finger Sucking, Vaginal Sex, Praise, Creampie Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Shunsui also uses terms like 'dear' and 'good boy' to refer to Wynter. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Shunsui has a little fun admiring his rope skills.

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

  My cheeks were warm as I laid in such a compromising position. The soft pillows at least provided some comfort, but I was still aching for a specific type of relief. The soft ropes binding my hands behind my back were tight enough that I couldn't wiggle free but loose enough that I still had circulation.

  The red ropes were also crisscrossing my body and twisting to form patterns down my torso. Worst of all, my legs were bound and forced to bend at the knee while spread. The ropes dipping between my thighs gave no friction where I needed it most, and I huffed.

  I'd lost track of time at some point and had no clue how long I'd been forced to lay like this while left in front of the squat table Shunsui was working at. He'd left me on display just for him as he scribbled away on some paperwork he'd 'suddenly remembered' right after tying me up.

  "Just a little longer, I'm almost done." Shunsui's low voice broke the silence, and he sounded amused.

  "Can't you finish it later?"

  "I'll forget about it later."

  "You're horrible."

  "Oh, I'll make it up to you, dear. I promise." I heard the scritching from his writing continue and huffed while turning my head to look out the window. The curtains billowed in the warm breeze as the scent of blooming flowers wafted in.

  I tried focusing on that to distract me from the fire beneath my skin and the growing need between my thighs. I knew Shunsui was having fun leaving me like this, especially when he hummed while looking at me. No matter what I did though, I was still so turned on.

  The anticipation and being put on display was enough to have me dripping with arousal. The ropes pressing against my skin and limiting my movement didn't help, either.

  Turning my head to look back at Shunsui, I saw him with his cheek on his knuckles and his elbow on the table while his eyes were glued to my pussy. Having his full attention on me sent a tingle up my spine, and I swallowed. The corners of his mouth were turned up in a small smile, his expression not quite fitting me lying there naked and bound.

  "I think I quite like shibari. It's such a beautiful art form." He then rubbed his hand over his scruffy jaw. "I also think the ropes suit you rather well."

  "Please tell me you're done now."

  "Just about." He chuckled. "Though you don't seem to mind too much. I can see how wet you are."

  "I do mind." I sighed while looking at him. "This is getting unbearable." My gaze wandered over his bare chest and down his hairy torso.

  "Unbearable? Hm, I guess I should hurry up." His tone was calm as he actually began to write slower, and he wasn't even looking at the page.

  "Shunsui!" I let my irritation show, and he smirked.

  "All right, all right." He backed away from the table before getting up. His long, toned legs carried him closer to me until he stood over me with his hands on his hips. "I wouldn't want you getting more of an attitude." Shunsui tilted his head while looking down at me, and my eyes dropped to his hard cock.

  At least I hadn't been the only one left wanting from the wait.

  "Though I am tempted to keep you like this. You look like a work of art, Wynter." He then lowered himself to his knees before placing his hands on my thighs. Shunsui tugged on some of the ropes to check that they hadn't loosened and was satisfied to find they were still tight. "I'm sorry for making you wait so long."

  "No, you're not." I retorted, and he gave a lighthearted chuckle as he leaned over. His long hair was still back in a ponytail so that it wouldn't get in the way. His lips brushed across mine before kissing me sweetly.

  My nipples hardened from excitement when his kisses trailed down my jaw and neck. His long fingers danced across my skin between the ropes, and I leaned into his touch with a soft moan. Shunsui's lips found the sensitive spots on my neck and paid them more attention.

  His mouth ventured to my collarbone after he licked my throat. My breath shook, and his fingers were leaving goosebumps from his gentle touches. My hips rocked up out of eagerness, silently begging for him to touch me where it ached.

  "You've been so good for me." Shunsui's voice purred as his breath rolled over my skin. He then ran his tongue over one of my nipples while his fingers brushed over the skin just beneath my belly button. "My, you're certainly sensitive today." He grinned while watching me as he pulled on the ropes that were on either side of my dripping heat.

  I took in a sharp breath as my hands balled into tight fists. His kisses slowly went lower, following the gaps in the rope while his fingers trailed over my hip.

  "Shunsui...." I was just shy of begging when he nipped my side.

  "Hmm?" He hummed in response so calmly, and his hand finally reached between my thighs. His fingers followed the lines of the ropes while completely avoiding my clit.

  Shunsui licked along the crease of my hip as his fingers slid up through my wet lips. My breath faltered and my hips lifted to follow his touch. I'd been left waiting for far too long.

  I felt his breath on my core as his fingers circled my pussy. I bit my bottom lip to silence the whine threatening to spill out. Shunsui finally pushed his fingers inside as he kissed my clit.

  "You're so wet." He smiled while looking up at me. He kissed again while slowly stroking his fingers. My thighs flexed as my hips rocked up into the stimulation. "Mmm, you've been so patient. Thank you for letting me get that work done." Shunsui licked my clit, and my head lolled back.

  I moaned when his fingers curled, pressing against a spot that sent shocks along my nerves. His mouth worked my clit as he pumped and curled his fingers to turn me into a moaning and writhing mess. I was at his mercy while bound, but oh, was it breathtaking.

  "Fuck~!" I moaned as my back arched, and Shunsui hummed with approval. I bucked from the added vibration, and I so badly wanted to bury my fingers in his hair.

  "Feels good?" Shunsui asked with a low tone so close to a purr.

  "Yes!" My voice was breathy, and his tongue glided across my clit before it curled to lap up the slick dripping around his fingers. My fingers flexed as I panted and arched off the floor.

  I could feel my orgasm building until Shunsui pulled away. I felt so empty without his fingers, and he licked one last time before kissing. He rose up and smiled down at me.

  "Would you open your mouth for me?" His tone was so sweet unlike his eyes that looked ready to devour me. My lips parted, and he slid his wet fingers inside. "Good boy." I shivered from his tone and praise while tasting myself on his fingers.

  I licked and sucked them clean until he was satisfied. Shunsui then leaned back while his gaze wandered down my body. He was smiling and hummed as he stroked himself. With his free hand, he grabbed the ropes against my lower gut and picked up my entire lower half with such ease.

  Since he wasn't human and a foot taller than me, I wasn't all that shocked he could do it.

  Shunsui rubbed his cock against me to smear my arousal along his shaft. My heart was racing while watching him. He then lined up the tip to my entrance and slowly pushed inside.

  I panted and closed my eyes while feeling him go deeper. He adjusted his hold on me and used the ropes for a better grip. Shunsui gave a satisfied sigh when he was in to the hilt.

  "Still comfortable?"

  "I'm fine." I licked my lips while feeling my body accommodating his thick cock.

  "Only fine?"

  "I can't say I'm comfortable when cumming is all I can think about right now, Shunsui." He chuckled at my reply.

  "Fair enough." He pulled out a few inches before thrusting back in. I moaned, and he held me up as he continued to go as deep as he could before swinging his hips back only to thrust in again.

  The angle he was hitting from had my body shuddering as I moaned. He gradually started going harder while pulling me into each thrust. The impact reverberated through my entire body, and he was groaning.

  "Oh, so good~." Shunsui's head fell back as his eyes closed. He was just as desperate to cum as I was, likely having been hard the entire time he was at that table and watching me. I was surprised he managed to sit there as long as he had.

  Slick was dripping down my ass and his balls as they kept smacking against me with each thrust. It felt so good as I freely moaned without giving a shit if anyone else heard me.

  "Shunsui~!" I moaned his name, and his hips bucked. He grabbed the ropes over my chest to lift me up before grabbing my ass in both of his hands as he kissed me. My thighs rested on either side of his hips, and he lifted me off his cock with ease before dropping me back down.

  His lips were soft and warm against mine in a heated and hungry kiss. Being bound meant he was literally all that was keeping me from falling as he fucked me. His tongue slipped past my lips and twisted with mine. Shunsui devoured my moans as his groaning was getting lower and lower, nearly sounding like growls.

  "How am I doing, darling? Forgive me?" He questioned, and I only moaned in reply. Shunsui smirked while watching my face closely. "That good, huh? I can feel you getting close." His husky voice purred.

  This new position had my clit rubbing against his pelvis, so of course I wouldn't last much longer. My thighs clenched around his hips as my entire body shuddered from the pleasure.

  Shunsui dipped his face toward my neck to kiss over my pulse and to leave hickeys and lovebites on my skin. The sensation only added to the onslaught to my nerves in the best of ways. He kept a steady rhythm while bouncing me on his cock, and he eventually began to rock his hips up each time he lowered me back down.

  I was panting and moaning with my skin burning. Shunsui was so warm and smelled so good as his mouth was on my neck. He moaned, and his grip on my ass tightened.

  We were both nearing our climaxes as our moans were getting needier. Shunsui held me flush against his chest and started snapping his hips into me.

  "So close. So close." His breathy voice had such urgency as his strong grip kept me held up. I moaned near his ear and felt him shudder.

 I cried out with muscles clenching when I finally orgasmed. Me cumming around Shunsui's cock set him off as he slammed into me and groaned. I could feel him cumming with each twitch of his cock.

  He was panting and crashed onto his back into the pile of pillows. With me resting on his chest that was rising and falling with each breath, I just relaxed with my face in his neck. Shunsui lazily began to loosen the ropes around my legs first, and they felt so weak while laying limp against his outer thighs.

  "Next time....you're the one getting tied up." I panted, and Shunsui chuckled as he worked on freeing my arms.

  "Promise?"

#31 days of bleach #shunsui kyoraku #bleach #bleach smut #shunsui kyoraku smut #dom!shunsui kyoraku #bleach fanfic #oc x canon #kinktober 2023 #lemon #Wolf does fanfic

[in-for-a-pennyx]

Kinktober 2022: October 1st

Day 1: Shibari

Din Djarin/Mando x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Shibari (I’m not an expert! Please do your own research if you want to practice), rope play, submission, restraining, suspension

|| Prompts by @absurdthirst ||

A/N: And here it is! My very first fanfic! I absolutely cannot believe it! I don't care if doesn't make sense or is silly or too simplistic, it's my first piece of fiction writing ever and I'm proud of it. Thanks to @bakulka for her encouraging words. Imma go make soup now to calm myself 😅 Not beta read.

This is only for anyone 18+ years of age, minors - please do not interact. Only proceed if you're over 18 and have read and understood the warnings and rating.

The first time you saw it, you were tracking a bounty on a distant planet in the Outer Rim with The Mandalorian. Human beings of various shapes and sizes were displayed in windows, tied up with rope. But it wasn’t the way Mando tied his quarries. They weren’t hostages. These people weren’t in discomfort as far as you could tell. They looked so… serene. Peaceful. They wanted to be there. 

You stopped and observed them more closely. You couldn’t see any knots. No knots on a rope? It was as if the rope was following the curves of their bodies. You couldn’t tell where it began and ended. There were intricate patterns in some places where the rope overlapped but mostly it was just following the planes of the bodies it was on. What startled you the most was that these people were naked. Stripped bare except for the rope on them. The rope curved around their respective sexes in such a sensual way that it caught your breath. Heat rose to your cheeks and you felt something stir inside you. The way they were bound – arms behind their backs or stretched out, shoulders pushed back, legs apart or tied up – almost made it look like their bodies were blooming from their core. Their bodies were blooming beautifully, gently, like flowers in nature.

It felt like a declaration: here is my body. It is mine and I present it to you, I share it with you. My body is my gift to you. I trust you with it in my vulnerable state. But my vulnerability isn’t my weakness, it is my strength. I invite you to share it with me.

You walk back to the ship in silence but your mind is loud with thoughts and visions. Once the quarry is put away, you pluck up the courage to ask Mando if he’d seen those people too.

“Do you know what that was? I’ve never seen anything like it”. Mando hesitates to answer, which makes you even more intrigued. “What is it, Mando? I can tell you know what it is, why won’t you say?”

“I, uh, it’s called Shibari. It’s an ancient art of using rope for relaxation, meditation and uh…” The usually confident Mando was hesitating. You’d never seen him hesitate. Always so confident and imposing, why was he stuttering over naked bodies and some rope? 

“And what?” you push.

“And sexual pleasure. It can be used by partners to heighten sexual pleasure”, Mando breaths out.

Oh.

The heat that had risen to your cheeks was returning and spreading through your body, pooling low in your belly. It’s not that you’re inexperienced, but this is completely new to you. It excites you for some reason. Who would offer themselves to be bound willingly, you had mused earlier. Now you have the answer: You. You would.

You take a deep breath and straighten your spine, looking directly at Mando’s visor where you think his eyes are. “I want to try it”, you state simply. “I want you to do it with me”, you add before you lose your resolve.

You start to get tense when Mando doesn't say anything after several moments. Did you cross a boundary? Did you offend him? Did he think you too base for wanting to try something you saw in the street? You’re starting to sweat when he whispers through the vocoder, his voice even more gravelly than usual, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve seen you use ropes hundreds of times. You know how to handle it. You’re a practiced hand and could probably do it with your eyes closed”, you state. It’s all true. He is the Mandalorian after all.

“Yes, but always with quarries. I didn’t care how rough or forceful I am with them. I don’t want to hurt you, mesh’la”. Mando, this man who has taken you roughly and softly so many times inside this very spaceship, is cautious because he’ll have to restrain you. His display of care and affection cracks something deep in your heart.

You’re taken aback by his sincerity but it only makes your decision firmer. You step closer to Mando and place your right hand on his chest plate, aiming for his heart. The cool beskar sends a shiver down your spine. “I trust you, Mando. I trust you more than anyone.” You assure him.

“But if it makes you uncomfortable, I understand,” you add, your voice going lower.

Mando gently places a gloved hand on your cheek, his helmet tilting towards you, “Okay, but you have to promise you’ll tell me if it gets too much.”

“Yes, I will. I will tell you. I promise”. Satisfied, Mando nods and moves away from you. “I’ll get the ropes and you get undressed. Stay right here”.

You start undressing as soon as Mando turns his back. You can hear him rummaging through his tools in the lower deck. Your veins are coursing with adrenaline and anticipation. You divest yourself of all your clothes and take a few calming breaths. The cool air of the ship makes your skin break out in goosebumps and you wrap your arms around yourself, waiting. 

Mando comes out with a few lengths of rope, a crate, and a bamboo pole. The rope is new and untarnished, which you’re thankful for. He puts his tools aside and comes closer. 

“Are you ready, mesh’la?” he asks. 

“Yes, I’m ready” you answer confidently, head held high, submitting with courage. He positions you under two hooks in the ceiling, and slides the bamboo pole through them horizontally, effectively making a bar above you. He places the crate next to you and helps you up. That simple touch launches butterflies in your stomach as you lay down on your belly. Mando runs a gloved hand from the top of your head down to your feet, and then he begins. 

Mando starts with your chest, looping the rope above and below your breasts and going through the valley of your breasts. You’ve never felt rope so soft and sumptuous. When did he get it? Where did he get it? Your thoughts are soon lost in a fog that descends over your mind as he continues with the rope. He moves to your arms, positioning them behind you, hands to opposite elbows, with loop after loop of rope along your forearms. He crosses your wrists and binds them with rope behind you. He goes to your legs after that, your left leg folded in half, ankle tied to your upper thigh; your right thigh brought close to your chest and tied off.

You don’t even realise he’s finished until you feel yourself being lifted off the crate. All your mind was aware of were his gloved hands, the soft roughness of the rope, and your breathing. Through the haze, you notice that he is pulling a rope that is tied to you and looped over the bamboo pole. The bindings are tight but well tied, distributing your weight so that no part of your body is uncomfortable. You have a moment of terror but Mando’s hands running over the ropes and your skin soothes you.

Trust. That’s what this is about. You trust him with this, and the familiar rasp of his leather gloves grounds you. This was the Razor Crest, this was Mando, this was your home. You’ll always be safe here.

Mando steps away to admire your displayed form. You thought you’d feel embarrassed, and ashamed but instead, you feel revered. “You look beautiful, mesh’la. I’ve never seen a sight like this”. 

He takes off the glove on his right hand and gingerly brings it to your face, afraid he will break this reverie if he touches you. Like a mere mortal coming too close to something holy, something magical. 

You feel struck by a lightning bolt the moment his hand touches your face, the tips of his fingers supplying the sparks floating down your spine to your sex, which in this suspended position is fully displayed, open. Mando starts walking around you, his hand running over the rope and on your body. With each brush of his hand on your skin, you can feel your sex becoming wetter. You’re a quivering mess by the time he finishes his tour of your tied-up body and stands in front of you. 

“Touch me again, Mando. Please touch me again,” you beg, your mind consumed by need and your core dripping with desire. He gives in to your needy petition, going around again. You moan his name over and over as he drags two fingers from the top of your drenched folds to your entrance and finally plunges them inside you. You wonder if this is what euphoria feels like. It’s short-lived to your absolute dismay as Mando withdraws his fingers much sooner than you’d like him to.

“Please," you beg again, voice cracking. "Please, please, please," as your voice grows hoarse in desperation. Drowning in your own wave of frustration you miss the gentle hiss of Mando’s helmet as he raises it above his nose. What you don’t see is him bringing his fingers to his mouth and tasting your wetness like a pilgrim partaking in holy nectar.

Weapons are a part of his religion, but ritual and devotion are part of religion too. This is his devotion to you, your submission is your devotion to him. The rope - your ritual.

END

Possible interest, no pressure tag - @iamskyereads 😇

#the mandalorian #mandalorian x you #the mandalorian fanfiction #din x you #din djarin #kinktober 2022 #pedro pascal character #mando fic #mando x you #din x reader #mando x reader

[cloudlessly-light]

Oh my sweet sweet girl, do I have a prompt for you.

Aaron is into shibari and completely takes Emily by surprise. Ofc she is all for trying new things but like damn Aaron, you kinky fuck 😏

Oh and don’t forget the dirty talk for me 💜

Baby you know I can’t say no to you 😉 I hope you like this, pretty girl💛

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Smut, bondage, dom Aaron, sub Emily, shibari, oral, dirty talk

She finds them randomly one night in the bottom drawer in his closet. They had been together for a couple of months now and she didn’t think there was much that he kept from her, but as she opened the drawer and saw a bunch of ropes, different length, textures and colors, she couldn’t help the confused look on her face.

“Aaron, honey?” She called out to him as she picked up two sets of rope, one black and another tan, “What’s this?”

He looks up from his laptop just as she walks into his bedroom and he knew that Emily had found his secret, something he had planned to bring up to her at some point, but had felt that it was too early in their relationship to do so yet.

“What is this?” She asked again and he realized that he hadn’t answered her. He shut his laptop and placed it beside him on the bed before getting up to stand closer to her.

“Don’t freak out.” He grabbed the rope from her hands and put them down, then took her hand. He could tell that she was worried, her lip drawn between her teeth and eyebrow furrowed as she waited for his explanation. He sighed heavily, he knew Emily was a fairly open person, but he honestly wasn’t sure how she would react. “They’re for shibari, it’s a form of bondage.”

For a couple of long seconds it was silent in the room and Aaron prepared himself for her to walk out, but then she smiled, her white teeth showing and she let out a small laugh.

“Oh thank God, I thought you were going to say something much worse.” Her arms wrapped around his neck and he could feel himself relaxing. “I haven’t done anything like that before.” Her eyes searched his, dark eyes glowing in the soft light of the bedroom.

“And you don’t have to.” He wants her to know that he would never try and force her, that she didn’t need to feel any pressure to do something she didn’t truly want to do.

She’s silent as she studies him, knew that with him she felt safer than she had in her entire life, knew that he would never hurt her.

“Can you teach me?”

They start slowly, Aaron telling her how he had learned, how much he loved how a woman could willingly give up her control like that to him. He showed her pictures and videos of intricate knots tied together, how the ropes became like art across naked skin, and Emily was immediately intrigued. Then they try something simple, Emily tied with her hands together and she came to find that even though she wasn’t tied to the bed or really immobilized in any way, she was aroused beyond belief before they had even really started.

A year later and Emily couldn’t have been happier that he showed her this part of himself, because it turned out it was a release unlike any other for her as well. To give herself to him fully, to let go of her own deep-seated need for control and to let him control her body and mind completely.

He had tied black rope around her legs, thighs and hips, around her upper body, arms tied behind her back, the rope connecting together behind her back as he attached it to hooks they had installed in the ceiling, effectively lifting her above ground as she swayed in front of him.

“Look how pretty you look, all tied up for me.” He murmured lowly as he stroked along her side, making her shiver.

Her head fell forward as he circled her slowly, her hair falling over her eyes as she enjoyed his rough hands on her body.

“Thank you.”

Aaron took in the way the black robe contrasted against her pale skin, made sure that it wasn’t cutting into her skin too tightly as she continued to look down at the floor.

“How does it feel? Shoulders okay?” He asks as his eyes flicker to the scissors on the dresser, always ready to cut her down if needed.

“Good, everything feels good.” Emily lifts her head to meet his dark stare, her breath hitching as she saw his predatory smirk, how he breathed heavier as he looked at her, the outline of his shaft visible through his slacks, hard and ready.

Aaron nodded and started to touch her again, he had tied her legs apart and he could see her center glistening already. He stroked through her folds and her breathing hitched.

“Needy, aren’t we?” He asked as he turned her body, his fingers already undoing his pants. She was lifted enough for him to easily pull her head back by a hold of her hair and push his cock through her parted lips. With a low groan he cants his hips against her face as he holds her swaying body steady by a hold on the rope, enjoys the way her muffled moans vibrate around him.

“So good, sweet girl, doing such a good job for me.” He praises her and he can see her skin flush in arousal. When he pulls out of her mouth he isn’t surprised to see saliva drip down her chin as her eyes, needy and wide stare up at him.

“Please, please I need you.” She gasps through harsh breaths and if Aaron hadn’t been as desperate to feel her around him, he would have made her wait.

“Such a good slut, begging for it.” He says as he lets go of the rope and she slowly spins in place. When she’s facing away from him and he can stand in between her spread legs he takes a moment to admire the corseted knot. It’s as beautiful as it is arousing, seeing Emily like this.

“Fuck, Sir please.” She begs again, can feel her body aching with need for him and almost immediately she feels him pushing inside of her. She bites back a moan as he groans behind her, his hands falling to her hips as he moves her against him.

“My perfect girl, so wet for me.” He feels her clench in response, her center hot and soaked as he sways her body against him and moves his hips to meet her body each time.

She moans louder and louder, is forced to feel her orgasm building slowly and can do nothing but take it and she knows that he’s dragging it out on purpose. He can see how her body trembles, hear how her moans get breather and needier and she just knows that he’s smirking behind her.

“Please, make me come, please Sir.” She rambles as he picks up the pace, hits her harder and deeper. “You feel so fucking good, Aaron I’m so close.”

The use of his first name is enough for him to move one hand around her body to rub her clit and she clenched harder around him. She’s straining in her bindings; tries to chase her orgasm and he growls lowly at her desperation.

“You want to come?” He asks loud enough for her to hear through the buzzing in her ears and her own moans. She nods quickly, lets out a whine as he rubs her clit harder. “Then come for me, come all over my fucking cock.”

He feels her center flutter around him only seconds later, her body tensing and hands fisting behind her back as she comes hard enough for the air to get stuck in her throat. His name is a gasped whine on her lips and her eyes roll back in her head as she rides out her pleasure.

Feeling Emily come around him is enough for his own orgasm to hit him unexpectedly. He groans as his hips shake against her, the muscles in his legs almost giving out as he erupts inside of her, his release hot and strong and only making Emily moan louder.

When Aaron is sure that his legs won’t give out and Emily is starting to squirm he quickly starts untying her, only stopping when her feet are back on the floor and the last knots are left.

“Are you okay?” He asks as he kisses gently along her shoulder.

“I am.” She turns in his arms when the last knot is undone and her arms circles his neck even though her shoulders protest slightly. “Are you?”

“I’m great. Perfect.”

#hotchniss smut #criminal minds smut #smut prompts #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss smut #hotchniss fanfiction #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss

[starvels]

Ults Steve/Tony using the Red Sting of Fate for some Shibari

yeAHHHh buddy. we love to see it. the meta narrative of it all vastly appeals to me.

the fates: we've tied you together in life, in sorrow and in pain

ults tony to the camera: i've tied this man up to within an inch of his life and plan to use this string as a rein to fuck him raw

ults steve in the background, sitting in the oval office, rolling his eyes like he isn't gonna tie the string around tony's neck and cock afterwards and use it to control how and when tony comes: no i'm gonna strangle you with it

ults tony: that's hot

ults steve, small smile, agressive signature on official United States document: shut up

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on another note, has everyone seen THIS ART by @veryvincible ?? literally the first thing i thought of when i saw this ask

#stevetony talk #stevetony #our talk #lemony goodness #ults tony stark #ults steve rogers

[safetycar-restart]

🏉I'm actually just sending a longer version of the shibari George/Pierre ask because it deserves more credit than what I wrote.

So when George first starts going out with you and Pierre, he's so shy to ask to try anything because everything is so good right now he doesn't want it to change. But then Pierre starts encouraging him.

Pierre just tells him to come sit on his lap for a second on the couch,George drapes himself across Pierre's body and he's just....OMG PIERRE IS WATCHING PORN???" And Pierre has a video up of a cute Sub that looks a bit like George that's all tied up. And Pierre just runs a hand through his air "would you wanna do do that hmm?" And George is so painfully hard,he wants it so bad. And Pierre just runs a hand over his hard on and he comes in his pants because it was just so.....

Pierre doesn't tell you at first. He wants it to be a surprise. He and George go through site after site trying to pick out the best one. And when the day comes...George is so excited he's wide awake an hour early and painfully hard. But Pierre just tuts,He's not jerking off George this morning, George isn't going to be allowed Come until later.

But when Pierre starts preparing him....and won't take off his boxers he's just blushing like "P-ierre?" And Pierre is just grinning. He wants George to make a mess of himself. He ties him to the headboard and George is just crying already because he's so hard and he loves this so much, his hands are tied to the head board and Pierre has the ropes draped across his skin. They're not even they're to keep him tied up, they wrap around his torso with a neat little pattern and press into his skin,because he's yours. The ropes make him feel claimed.

Pierre starts to palm him over his boxers, and he's just a writhing crying mess because he can't come yet,your not here. And Pierre goes as far as to use a vibratory on him until he's leaking pre-come into his underwear (or his cute blue panties-) and its so overwhelming but he loves it, Pierre is so excited for you to see his work ,it's a pretty art piece indeed.

Ooo I love this!! This is just so fucking good, I’m so glad you sent an extended version of the ask because it’s just insanely good.

Firstly, a moment of silence for the braincells George lost when he saw Pierre watching porn. He will never be the same ever again.

Poor George thinks he’s just been called over for some cuddles so he happily drapes himself across Pierre only to look at Pierre’s laptop and see PORN? Yeah he lost a few years of his life right there.

Of course pierre fully planned on making George have a mini meltdown over the porn.

Especially because Pierre is just.... in the living room? He’s fully just watching porn in the living room. George is actually going to die from this man. You shouldn’t allow George to be alone with him.

Though of course george isn’t going to turn down an invite to watch porn with Pierre. Of course not.

And then George sees a cute all tied up? He gets so hard so quickly.

And then Pierre starts palming him through his pants, asking if he’d like to be tied like that, if he’d like to be a gift for you.

George is so excited for it!!

Usually, George is very insecure and anxious about bringing new kinks into the relationship because the sex is just SO good and he feels like he would be ungrateful if he were to bring up other options.

But this time? This time he’s so excited.

And he looks so pretty!! He and Pierre have so much fun trying him up, making him feel and look so pretty. He’s rock hard by the end of it, leaking into his boxers as Pierre calls you.

And you’re so shocked to see George tied up, a nice vibrator in his ass to make him feel good while you look at him.

“Like it?” George asks, shyly. He’s scared for a brief moment, scared that you don’t like it, that you aren’t enjoying it.

But you quickly say, “I love it. You look so pretty.”

You and Pierre shower George in praise, taking him apart bit by bit. Which is extremely easy to do, because George has been close to falling apart since Pierre started tying him up.

He really just great treated like the pretty present he is, made to feel so good exactly how he likes. You hold him tight while Pierre fucks him from behind, letting him suckle on your fingers while Pierre makes him cum all over his belly.

Needless to say, George gets tied up more often.

#poly!george/pierre #poly!dom/dom/sub #nsfw. #sub!george #gr #pg #gn!reader #🏉

[standing-restart]

So this post

I get where this was intended on going but when I saw it all I could think of was trans masc rope bunny reader getting tied up all pretty by a driver.

Which driver/drivers do you think are the ones who are really into shibari and restraints? Who's into the bondage side more vs who is into the artistic side more? Just all things rope my friend. That's about as coherent as I'm getting right now.

- 🔐

Wanders in here with my coffee and an unmatched determination to ramble about all things rope!

Once again, these are all my personal headcanons, and you don’t need to agree with them in the slightest. There are some other drivers I can see fitting in here, but I’ve already talked about them and rope on here, so to avoid repeating myself too much  -   a new list  (ft este, because I apparently wasn’t done rambling ...)

Guanyu:  believe me when I say that Guanyu is absolutely into the artistic side of shibari. He just gives me the vibes of someone who loves to make his partner look pretty. Skilled fingers tying the prettiest knots. He uses it to truly make you into an artwork  (and he includes props for that, too. think this as an example.)  Sessions with him are mostly focused on just one body part, due to the sheer amount of time he’ll take just focusing on your arm. It isn‘t at all sexual for him, he just loves showing you how pretty you are to him through the media of rope. I can also see him giving you something like this for a short lived public outing. The both of you play it off as fashion, even when it’s pushing it.

Esteban:  I’ve already talked about Este and suspension play ... and I’m honestly not done with that. So here’s round 2! His designs are intricate most of the time. He never really uses any other form of restrains  (unless you specifically ask you for it.)  he’s such a soft dom when working on you, showering you in praise when he uses his hands to create works like this. The suspension part of a session is his absolute favourite, and that does tend to turn sexual with him, even when it’s just a buildup of energy  -  slightly bubbling underneath every touch of his fingertips against your skin. He can tie you up without even getting hard, but the second you’re in the air, you know he’s straining against his underwear. Anyway, he’ll make sure you look absolutely gorgeous like this.

Max:  I strongly feel that Max would be in the whole power play side of the dynamic. He isn’t patient enough for artistic shibari. Doesn’t have the time to sit and learn. However, he’s more than happy to tie you up with a simple knot around the wrists and ankles.  He‘s a big fan of leather cuffs like this and this. Frankly, he does not have the patience to create the desired effect with rope by his own hands, and even trying would be too frustrating for the both of you anyway. Regardless, he loves putting you in restrains, as long as he doesn’t need to put too much manual labour into creating them ... oh, they’re absolutely marked with his name and/or the number 33 too.

Yuki:  he is an interesting mix between artistic shibari and sexual bondage. Whatever the mood might be, he’s always going to restrain you in one way or another. Cuffs around your wrists and ankles, or a design like this to wear when you’re kneeling at his feet. He says that it’s a Japanese art, so naturally, he has to be good at it. But the both of you know that it soothes him in the same manner that it does you. The shibari is for the both of you to relax, to gather your breath and to strengthen that trust. The bondage is for that too, but in a different way. When the bondage cuffs come out  -   you know it’s a whole different dynamic. It’s the difference between a soft dom and a hard dom.

#if you see me gnawing on my hand ..... yes #ZG #EO #MV #YT #nsfw.txt #🔐

[rose-tinted-nostalgia]

I can’t even put into words how amazing this festival was. Hulaween really was magical in ways I never could have expected. The people I met on reddit were amazing. I was worried it would be awkward, but an hour after getting there I had four people sitting in my tent - drinking & laughing & falling over with me like I had known them all along. They had an amazing set up right at the festival entrance, next to 24 hour food trucks and real showers & bathrooms. All fest people we met commented on how lucky we were to snag that spot.  And they were just so much fun. They shared everything they had - clothes, batteries, drugs, food. I was offered drugs daily by various people in my camp, all for free, all without strings attached. The camp next to ours had a cool set up, and we’d go over there at night to hang out, and they’d hand out food to everyone there. I had bacon in the morning & spaghetti at night and mokey bread at 3 a.m. the first night I arrived. This one guy was 7 years sober, and he had access to electricity to blow up my air mattress and spent the fest handing out vitamin C tablets each day and gave me a quest upon leaving: to compliment someone every day. The girl I went with was so naturally kind and outgoing that it was infectious. Everywhere we walked, she made a friend or was given a gift, and I’ve never met someone with an energy quite like that. We’re still taking today and making plans to meet up in the future. And the guy who owns the camp is 41 and fits the stereotypical hippy vibes and was so chill and go with the flow. I felt more like a friend to these people than to anyone I’ve met in years. There was so much I didn’t get to see - I’ve seen posts about butplug tug of war at Frick Frack & crazy bondage shows at House of Lost & late night renegade sets in the woods, but I still wouldn’t change it for the world. Spirit lake was fucking magical, and I could have lived there. Between Frick Frack, the two stages, the incendia stage with it’s dome of fire where you could watch fire moving on the roof in this little room, and the dome with bean bag chairs and the projections all over the ceiling, and the house of lost with it’s 2 a.m. satanic mass of mostly naked dancers who did shibari demonstrations and fire dancing and interpretive dance and all it’s hidden secret rooms. And the art installations - the giant spider who’s butt you could climb in and the Rooster See Saws that spit fire when you rode them  and the guy who had everyone painting eyes and the artists live painting and the mural maze and the mind-bending, trippy visual projections over spirit lake and every other thing I can’t even think of to post here. I was given a polaroid by a stranger, and a quest from some people who didn’t expect me to say yes, and I completed my quest when the stranger I talked to about it just happened to have a rubber duck on them that they gave me, and I found a holographic tarot card on the ground (the high priestess), and I saw a guy get his beard shaved at Frick Frack, and another guy get his eye brow shaved after he tried to leave when he lost the bet and they chased after him and brought him back. I got a tiny wooden penis from a vendor I talked to at 3 a.m. and I saw the themed string Cheese Set, and my first ever rocky horror picture show screening and danced at the rail to gigantic nightmare. The park itself was beautiful. I wish I got to see the river & the bat house at sunset. I wish I went more all out with my outfits. I wish festivals weren’t so much fucking money, but everything else was incredible. I have 244 photos/videos, eight phone numbers, and a thousand memories, and I can’t wait to do it again next year. 

[horrorxweasley]

Shibari

George Weasley x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut, Swearing!, Shibari,Bondage, Dom George, Sub Reader, Oral (Female receiving), Degradation, Praise

Word Count: 2.1K

Prompt(s) used: none

Summary: George has been practicing the art of Shibari and he now believes that he has gotten the hang of it so much that he decides to test out his new found skill on his girlfriend

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Over the last few months George has gotten into a new hobby that he had seen practiced online. He came across it when scrolling through an adult website which he had joined a while ago to find new and exciting things to try out in the bedroom with his girlfriend Y/N.

When he first came across it he thought it was just regular bondage but the more videos he watched of people practicing the art and the more photos he saw of completed works, his interest in it grew, so he finally ended up buying himself some rope and a mannequin to practice with.

For months George spent most of his free time in his home office where he also practiced Shibari. He followed multiple tutorials and flipped through hundreds of step by step books. In a surprisingly short space of time George went from a simple arm tie to perfecting the tortoise shell, an intricate pose where the ropes make patterns all over the torso, wrapping round the breast area and making them more prominent, tying the arms behind the back and harnessing through the female’s heat. The look was absolutely gorgeous looking, his imagination always went wild, picturing Y/N in that particular Shibari pose, the very thought in fact made his trousers tight.

After many hours, weeks and months of practicing George finally felt as though he was ready to share this hobby with his girlfriend and hopefully test it out on an actual human instead of a mannequin.One night when they both had a day off of work, Y/N and George were sat cuddled up on the couch watching their favourite TV show until George began to get that itching swell in his trousers as he thinks to himself what is just beyond his office door.

“Hey Darling?” George spoke, shifting slightly to ease the tent that has built in his trousers.

“Yeah?” Y/N replied her eyes not moving from the TV

George leaned in closer so his lips were brushing the side of her neck just under her ear before whispering lowly.

“I have something to show you”

This grabbed Y/N’s attention as she recognized that tone of voice, George was clearly not wanting to watch whatever was on the TV anymore, and she wasn’t complaining. George stood up from his position on the couch, stretching his hand out to Y/N to take, pulling her up and leading her out of the living room. Y/N instantly recognised that George was leading her to his office, confused she asked: “Georgie, why are you taking me to your office?”. She had thought he was ‘in the mood’ so why would he be leading her to his home place of work.

“You’ll see the princess just trust me” he smiled, turning the door handle down, opening the door. He allowed Y/N to walk in first, looking round the room confused, until her eyes landed on the mannequin and rope. The way the mannequin was dressed up in the tortoise shell shibari art took the words from Y/N’s mouth from it’s beauty and also caused a wet patch to form in her pants from knowing that George was wanting to do that to her.

Y/N turned swiftly round to look George in the eyes, her’s wide and doe like, he could feel his trousers tightening slightly at the look of her. His face has a knowing smirk on it and a mischievous gleam in his eyes confirming his intentions for the night ahead.

“What do you think princess?” he smirked

“I-” Y/N was lost for words, her gaze drifting back to the mannequin with the beautiful rope laced round it.

George moved to wrap his hands round her waist, resting his head on her shoulder before whispering in her ear.

“How bout I try my hobby out on a real model” his words laced with a smirk on his lips.

George swiftly took hold of Y/N’s hand and grabbed some of his nicest rope and led her out the home office and down the hallway to their shared bedroom. Their bedroom was partially decorated with the adult toys which they already used the majority of the time in the many nights they shared alone. Once inside George closed the door over with a click while Y/N stood in front of the king sized bed waiting for him patiently.

George slowly walked over to her, his pupils blown with lust, he placed the rope down on the bed behind them as his lips found hers in a loving soft kiss which gradually got rougher and needier as they melted into each other's touch. George bit down on Y/N’s bottom lip harshly causing her to gasp allowing his tongue to slip into her mouth battling with hers for dominance.

George pulled back from the kiss, his lips red and swollen slightly covered in their saliva.

“Strip” He growled, letting go of his tight grip around Y/N’s waist.

Y/N began straight away, starting with her t-shirt, pulling it up over her head to reveal her bra, George soaked in the sight as she moved her hands down her body shuffling out of her leggings. She hadn’t planned it but she was wearing George’s favourite two-piece on her.

“Fuck, those bra and panties make you look even more etheral than you do, shame that you’re going to take them off” he purred, kissing her neck and shoulders slightly.

Once he had pulled away Y/N began to strip off her underwear, she unclasped her bra throwing it to the ground, her nipple hardening with the cold air. Next to come off were her panties, sliding them down her legs and kicking them across the room leaving her completely bare in front of George. His eyes darkened as they wandered round her whole body as he paced towards her. His hands found their way to he sides, caressing her soft skin with a groan.

“So beautiful as always darling”

He reached behind her to grab the rope, showing it off in front of her.

“Now the fun begins” He smirked, kissing her lips quickly before getting on his knees. Due to George being a literal giant he wasn’t much smaller than Y/N while on his knees.

George began to weave the rope expertly all over Y/N’s body, wrapping round her waist, over and under her arms. Y/N looked down to George in admiration as he concentrated on his art. The moment that George started the lower half of the ropework, Y/N found herself whining and moaning slightly at the feeling of the rope brushing up against her wet pussy. The friction was something she had never experienced before, but she was definitely enjoying it.

It didn’t take long for George to finish what he was doing, getting up from his knees to admire his girlfriend. Her hands were now tied so she was unable to move them, the rope accentuating her breasts perfectly. The tent in his trousers became tighter and tighter with every second, he reached forward and pulled on the rope slightly causing Y/N to moan as it brushed past her clit.

“Mm you like how the rope feels against your skin darling? Not too tight is it?”

“Love it Georgie, not too tight, promise”

“Look so pretty tied up like this” He cooed kissing and sucking marks on to her neck causing her to moan as he quickly found her sweet spot, her arousal dampening the rope slightly.

“M’gonna eat out that pretty little pussy darling, bend over the bed for me be a good girl”

Y/N quickly complied, desperate for George’s tongue, she laid her top half down on to the bed, her cheek pressing against the mattress, her hands tied behind her back. George made his way over and once again got on his knees, he raised his hand to slap her arse leaving a red handprint on the skin. The sensation caused her to half moan, half scream into the soft material.

George spread her legs wider to allow himself more access and began to place sloppy kisses over her fold causing her to whine out in pleasure. He groaned against her causing the vibrations to shudder throughout her, his tongue began lapping at her folds gathering her juices on his tongue. Y/N’s whines and moans got louder with every lick and sucked against her sensitive bundle of nerves. Every time George ate her out, he made it his mission to do a better job than the last time, he ate her out like it was his last meal. The lewd sounds of Y/N’s moans, George’s groans and the wet lapping sound of George licking up her arousal.

Y/N’s legs shook as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.

“Fu-uck Georgie”

“Y’like that don’t you princess, taste so good”

George’s teeth grazed against her clit before sucking harshly, Y/N screamed out in pleasure, her walls beginning to flutter against nothing as she came. Her legs buckled but George held her tightly in place as he slurped up every last drop of her orgasm, moaning at the taste.

A muffled “Fuck” could be heard from Y/N

“Done so well f’me, taste so fucking good princess, why don’t you make yourself comfortable huh and i untie your hands, but the rest...the rest stays on” George growled as he leaned back from her cunt,he reached up and untied her hands so she could flip round and lie on her back.

George towered over her, unbuttoning his shirt, ripping it off of his torso exposing his pale, freckled chest to Y/N, her eyes roaming across his bare body as he roamed over her tied up one. The tent in his trousers now fully painful and in need of release, he took off his trousers and boxers allowing his erection to spring free, slapping his lower stomach.

The tip was red and covered in pre-cum, Y/N felt herself salivating at the sight, but as she reached up to stroke his cock George’s hand caught hers, shaking his head ”no”.

”ah ah ah, tonight is about you princess”

George crawled on top of her, capturing her lips with his, their eyes fluttering closed as their tongues brushed against each other. George reached down between them and began stroking his cockthroigh her folds, gathering her juices as lube. He pulled away to look Y/N in the eyes as he slowly pushed himself inside her, her face contorting with pleasure as a loud moan fell from her lips.

”F-fuck” George groaned as he fully sheathed himself inside her tight cunt. He moved his hand so that it was wrapped round the rope on her stomach, pulling it slightly causing friction to run up her body as he began to pound into her.

”y’like that don’t you, you like how the rope feels brushing against your slutty cunt as I fuck you” he groaned

”fuck yes Georgie, love it”

George’s pace quickened, his cock hitting Y/N’s g-spot with each thrust, her walls squeezing his dick perfectly causing both of them to moan out in pleasure. Geroge’s hand stayed firmly wrapped around the Shibari rope as the other cradled Y/N’s face, as he looked into her eyes lovingly leaning down to kiss her once more.

Y/N felt her vision become blurry with each thrust as she came closer and closer to her orgasm. George’s pace slowed as he felt her walls squeeze his cock but his thrusts became harder.

“So. fucking. tight.” George growled out with each hard thrust. The sound of their skin slapping together along with both of their moans filled the room.

“Georgie- oh god, m’so close, feels so good” Y/N moaned out

“Yeah? Can feel you squeezing me princess, fuck you feel so good”

George sped up his pace again as they both neared their release. Y/N could feel George’s dick twitch inside her causing her to moan loud.

Soon enough Y/N’s legs were shaking as her orgasm took over her body, and George’s white

ropes of release coated her velvet walls. Both of them moaned loudly in each other's ears as George held Y/N close to his body, by the ropes round her skin.

After they had both calmed down and from their highs and caught their breaths George pulled himself from inside her and laid down on the bed beside her, wrapping his arm around Y/N’s waist.

“Fuck we’re gonna have to do this more often princess”  

“You were amazing Georgie, this was amazing” Y/N smiled

“But no matter how much I love these beautiful ropes, could you take them off me now, I don’t think I can sleep like this” She laughed breathily as George smirked.

“Of course princess”

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[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

ooishi anon here. ngl i feel like ooishi would be into tying his darling up in shibari so they can’t really resist him (or just using cuffs lmao)

if your requests are still open for the ficlet id like to request something like ooishi and female (she’s like in her 20s and is a family friend of his) go out for drinks and he ends up getting her super drunk or drugs her and she wakes up and finds herself in shibari displayed on his bed and he just is fucking her into the mattress.

djfjfjdjdjd sorry for the cum brain thoughts. delete this if you don’t feel comfortable with it

OH FUCK YES, anon you just activated my fap card

TW: somnophilia, bondage, dub/noncon

Ooishi had always loved how cute she was when she was drunk. Normally she'd only give him quick hugs and pats on the shoulder at most, but the first time they'd gone out for a drink and to catch up, she'd gotten more and more affectionate as the night went on. She always apologized the next day for being too handsy, and Ooishi always said she had nothing to apologize for; he never told her that he loved feeling her rub against him all night, cuddling him and failing to notice his cock stirring in his pants thanks to her touches.

____ was over two decades his junior, and a family friend at that; fantasizing about her always gave him a lingering sense of guilt and shame for a while after he'd cum while eagerly fucking his hand. But it never lasted too long, especially when he imagined her wrapped up and on display for him like a fine piece of art.

Being a man of action and instinct was what had gotten him this far as a detective, and it was what would finally push him to make this one fantasy a reality. He wasn't content to jack off and pine over her like a shy teen; he was a man, and he was going to enjoy ____ as a proper woman.

Taking her home was ridiculously easy: order her a rum-and-coke so the fizz from the pull didn't make her suspicious, feign concern and help walk her into the back of his car, and carry her inside once he's back home. She'd known she wasn't at her place by the decor and the scent of Ooishi's cigarettes and cologne lingering in the air, but she had simply pouted and said he didn't have to let her stay the night like this. He'd shushed her with a smile and said it wasn't any trouble at all--it was his pleasure.

____ had woken up to an intense heat radiating from her body, and she had no idea why. Was her temperature high just from drinking too much? But...why did she feel so full? What was moving between her legs? And why were her arms behind her back?? She was lying face down now instead of on her side, and something was pulled taught over her body as if she were in a web. Her arms were bound to her sides, but which she could feel criss-crossing all around her body. Something round and spherical was in her mouth, and a strap held it in place around her head. The cold nighttime air made her bare nipples harden, but the extreme heat from her full cunt was--

Wait. Why was she naked? Who was inside of her? Who...what was happening?

She slowly opened her eyes (no easy feat thanks to the drugs leaving her foggy and and dazed) and in the reflection of the bedroom mirror, she saw Ooishi towering over her. One of his hands was below his waist; she could feel some of his knuckles every so often while something fleshy with a blunt head kissed the cleft of her ass as well.. His other thumb was feverishly circling around her clitoris, and two of his thick calloused fingers were stretching her walls as he curled around a particularly sensitive spot inside of her that made her gasp.

____ blinked her half-lidded eyes and struggled to fully realize just what Ooishi had done to her. His voice seemed so far away as he panted and murmured vulgar praises to her. "There you go, that's my girl," he said with a grin. "Once you cum on my hand again, I think you'll be ready for my cock. Can't wait to finally feel this tight, cute little pussy of yours now that you're all wet for me."

He moved his fingers faster, curling the ones inside of her while circling even faster around her clit. ____ let out a squeal as she clenched around him; this was so wrong, but it felt so good. Too good. She tried to wiggle her hands free and shuffle forward away from him, and the sudden movement instantly made Ooishi look at the mirror. When he saw ____'s bleary, confused and frightened eyes staring back at him, he smiled sheepishly as he continued to fuck her. "Guess I should've given you a second dose," he admitted. "Then again, it wouldn't be as good if you'd been asleep the whole time." His gaze darkened and his smile became a bit more sinister. "It'll be nice to see what you look like when you cum--well, while you're awake, I mean."

Before ____ could react, Ooishi bent down and quickly used his free arm to wrap around her stomach and pull her torso up until she was in a seated position on her knees. Now she could feel his cock pressed flush against her from behind, and she blinked back a few tears of relief when she felt him remove his fingers; even if the ache was unbearable, she could withstand having to look at herself if he wasn't inside her like that anymore.

Her relief was short-lived. Ooishi placed one glistening hand on her breast, kneading and squeezing her nipple between his fingers while lining his cock up with her entrance. "I changed my mind," he declared. "I can't go another round with just my hand. Now that you're awake, I just have to see how cute you look when you've got my cock inside you."

____ frantically tried to angle her hips away and struggled against the rope and the arm keeping her bound, but all that did was earn her a sharp slap to her backside. She let out a muffled scream and Ooishi looked at her sternly in the mirror. "Listen to me," he said firmly. "I want to make you feel good too, but if you're going to act like that then I'll stop being so caring." He gently rubbed the stung skin on her thigh and rocked against her. "You know that only good girls get to cum, right?"

____ trembled against him and sniffled before replying with a whimpering "Uh-huh" from behind the gag. Ooishi smiled and positioned his cock at her entrance again, and slowly eased his way into her; even without going too fast and the prep he'd given her while she was unconscious, the stretch of his cock was still painful.

"Fuuuuuck, good girl," Ooishi groaned. "Taking me like a good little slut. You're even tighter than I imagined you'd be."

____ began to cry as the man she thought she knew used and violated her. Even if he had started off slow, he'd quickened his pace almost immediately until he was bouncing her on his cock at a frantic speed. Her breasts and stomach jiggled furiously while he continued to jackhammer his cock in and out of her until she thought he'd literally break her. Even with the fear of him punishing her again, she frantically shook her head and strained against her bonds while sobbing and begging him to stop.

Ooishi sighed with disappointment and spanked her again. A new round of sobs came from her and he forced her head up to look at her reflection in the mirror. "Look at me and listen to me, ____-chan," he ordered. ____ blinked away her tears and willed herself to face him in the mirror while he continued to fuck her. "I've dealt with criminals much stronger than you and much more stubborn than you could ever be. You're not gonna win and you're not gonna get away from me. You can hate me now, but I still love you so, SO much." His voice softened and he rolled his hips against her, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. The sudden tenderness made ____ feel even worse than when he'd been rough with her. "And you'll learn to love me too, not the same way as before but like this." He smiled and went back to his fast, admiring the way her breasts bounced wildly and how she'd gasped and moaned at the sudden change. "I know you don’t want this, but I’m going to continue until you need me."

#tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #tw: somnophilia #.ooishi #.oishii #yandere ooishi #yandere oishii #.myshit #.prompts #.queue

[content-consummer]

hello hello may i rq sfw and nsfw faith x reader and marion x reader hcs. with some fluff maybe .. you don’t have to though aaa

Hey hey~!

Indeed I don’t have to but I want to 👁👁

Also Billy scout tomorrow and I’m shaking trying to farm for a ten pull after my 19 tenfolds to get fucking anniversary Faith 😩

Since I already have written Faith fluff you can read more things here

Nsfw under cut❗️

Welp time to get typing! 🌸

Marion Blythe x reader Faith Beams x reader sfw/nsfw headcanons

Sfw Marion

Marion is a very strict person and depending on his mood swings it also sometimes applies to his s/o

He feels like he has a reputation to uphold so he outright refuses any kind of PDA. He believes that it would be a sign of weakness so don’t try it

You are indeed his weakness with how soft he can be behind closed doors

He👏needs👏validation👏and👏praise👏

Marion just LOVES it when you say how strong he was and how cool he was in today’s patrol or mission

He gets really shy when Jack and Jacqueline are around so if you want a chance to tease him here is your chance honey

He isn’t used to cuddling or any physical affection so please try to be patient with this boi

Give him a smooch on the lips and he dEd

Marion has become unresponsive

He will let you listen to him playing the piano!

If he is in a good mood he will even try to teach you

He has an amazing memory and can remember anything in detail

Let it be things you like or dislike or prefer

He remembers it all to make the next date even better

Will teach you self defense so you can be safe in case he isn’t near when you need to

Many people still confuse him for a girl so expect some grandmas to be “aww look at that youthful couple, you have a lovely girlfriend ^^”

Cue to Marion taking out his whip and chase those grandmas and just hitting Gast cuz he was on the way😩 jkjk ksksksk💕

Sfw Faith

He prefers when you hold hands to sometimes just link pinkies

Says I love you at the randomests times holy shit it is bad for the heart

He takes the hoodie he is wear and puts it over your head to wear it too

epic sandwich time

When people hit on you (cuz you a hottie and I don’t take “no I’m not” for an answer) and you say you have a bf oh boy proud sneaky cat boyfriend face activated

You two have matching accessories

Faith once saw couple shirts online and bought them

They say “they are my favorite pain in the ass”😙 #CoupleGoals💕

Nsfw Marion

One big problem of his it’s that he gets jealous suuuuuuper easily

Gast was being the friendly fellow as always to you? Man… you fucked up

Victor decided to come to you and talk about substances???? OH SHIT IM PLANNING YOUR FUNERAL

He def going rough with you tonight and will make sure everyone in blue north hears it

Bondage?? Yes.

He Loves seeing you tied up with pretty bows on your wrists begging him to finally fuck you after continuously denying you to release

He finds the art of Shibari* very interesting so he definitely wants to try it out

Wear👏red👏lingerie👏 He will SIMP

And also maybe just maybe let you make one demand but it really depends on your attitude

Sometimes he just a soft boi that desires some love 🥺

He will hug you, gently kiss your neck and coo your name until you give him the attention he needs

If you ask him if he wants to do it when he is like that you get the once in a lifetime embarrassed but soft Marion

“It’s not like you have to! I- well maybe I do b-but like it isn’t necessary!”

This is your only time to ride him

He adoooresss being praised

Marion will hide his face on your neck because he is afraid that you will laugh at his reactions 🥺

His moans sound so damn cute??? Like it is almost impossible to not go awwww

Say what a good boy you are

He will get harder if possible start thrusting in faster for more praises 😩

Aftercare is mwah schefss kisdsss 😩👌

He brings you everything you need and ask for and apologizes for being rough but quietly, he has a long way to go to put his pride aside a little but he’s trying

In general Marion is mostly a jealous angy floof ball that loves it when you praise him💕

*Shirabi: the art of Japanese rope bondage

Nsfw Faith

He tease

A LOT

Like DAMN “awww you wanna cum pretty girl? I really need to hear you say it loud.and.clear babe~”

You fuck at his room most of the time and when Juni walks in after he screams about the whole room smelling like sex 🙄

Juni’s just traumatized at this point

He lets you ride him only so he can see you work for it

Smug mf

Leaves a lot of hickies in places that only you can see and One that is super visible for everyone

He so damn horny sometimes and whisper dirty things like it’s nothing even when other people are around

He has the energy to go for hours even tho he acts like a lazy cat 24/7

HE IS AMAZING WITH FINGERING YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND

They so long and he damn knows that he is doing and where to put pressure

He might be experienced with sexual acts but the way he looks at you with such genuine emotions in his eyes tells you that this is the first time he is actually feeling real love and pleasure

Quickies. Yes.

When you give him head, he combs his fingers through your hair and pushes you so you can take him further and when you look at him you can only see that fucking smug sadistic smile

Aftercare is giving you water and then cuddling cuz he is too tired to do anything else💕

#heliosr x reader #helios rising heroes x reader #faith beams x reader #marion Blythe x reader #heliosr #helios rising heroes

[vogueinnie]

requested : yes

— 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗

i do not specify it in the scenes below but there is consent in any “levels”. a safeword is discussed in advance between Y/N and the boy which means Y/N or the boy can decide to stop when they want!

◌ ✎ (𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕞) felix loves to see you restrained, he adores the fact that you’re not able to move, talk or even see. and sometimes, all of the three at the same time. you were roped with your hands behind your back, on your knees, with a pretty pink gag ball but oh, too bad, you couldn’t even see it cause you eyes were blindfolded. you know felix was near you cause you could heard his footseps tracing circles around you. a predator and his prey. “want it, whore?” you whines, nodding slowly at his deep voice. you can feel his hard cock slapping your cheeks and you try to open your mouth despite the gag. “i think you don’t fucking deserve it so i’ll just use your ass as my cum bag.”

◌ ✎ (𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕞) i really think felix has something with bondage, ropes, handcuffs. one day you surprise him doing some researches about the shibari method and he clear his throat “you’ll look so pretty, your body is my favorite art...” so you let him tries it on you, and he couldn’t stop eyeing your body with hearted eyes, always making sure that it wasn’t too uncomfortable for you “you did good my angel, you’re beautiful, may you let me reward you for being so patient?” and that’s how he gives you kitten licks which turns into multiple orgasms while you’re body was contorted in an artsty way.

◌ ✎ (𝕤𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙) we all know felix loves to dance and is so talented. one day, you were in the practice room with him and while you were looking at his body dancing to the rythm you saw his little cocky smile. the mood changed when he starts to move his hips sensually, removing his tshirt to throw it at you playfully. you laughed, biting your lips at the view and you know you’re gonna spend a really good time when he locks the door behind him "it’s just the two of us now baby" and that’s how, on a random day, that you fingered yourself in front of your boyfriend doing a lapdance for you.

◌ ✎ (𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕓) you knew felix loves to dressed up pretty for you, especially when you’re at home together. but you didn’t expect him to look that good in a maid dress, cooking some cookies and bending over the work plan just to tease you. the dress was so mini you can see his naked buttcheeks. you come closer to him, kneeling behind him and hidding your head under the dress to kiss his soft skin. his breath itched and yours crash against his softest spot "keep cooking my angel, i’ve found something way more yummy to eat."

◌ ✎ (𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕤𝕦𝕓) whiny. as. fuck. felix is really oral when it comes to sex, especially when you’re fucking him deep from behind. his head is pinned against the mattress and his ass is up just for you to have better access. his hands are hooked to the sheets and you spank him until you’re sure his skin will be bruised. "d-dont stop.. nghh.. please! please, please..." but you did. and tears falls down his cheek as he looks at you, so fucked up and lost he couldn’t stay still "please who?" he shouts out a loud mistress and you shove two fingers in his mouth as you re-start to pound him at a quick pace. he smiles fondly against your digits, mumbling thank you’s with a high pitched voice, sign that he’s near.

➥ next ; seungmin ♡

#skz smut #stray kids smut #felix smut #requested

[kjmsupremacist]

Felix sweet boy baby angel but Christopher Bang is literally Satan? Idk if you saw but Hyunjin ratted him out on live and said the lyrics for Red Light were toned down. I don’t want to know. I don’t. He was already talking about edging and I don’t want to know. He can keep his Scorpio Venus and his Sag Mars away from me and everyone I love. I would give anything to know his rising if sign. It’s giving Earth but there’s so much air in his chart it’s hard to be sure. 🤖

i am so happy you sent me this ask because i have been looking for an excuse to talk about red lights. I sent leon and margot a seven minute long voice message when i was doing my research for my red lights-inspired fic like that's where i'm at.

First, yes, I saw Hyunjin's comments! that's what chris gets for trying to say hyunjin wrote all the lyrics in the first place. nice try, chris. also, his scorpio venus is SEXY. i won't be taking criticism on this opinion.

Now. Please see under the cut if you want to watch me dissect Red Lights -- both the lyrics and the MV.

so, credit where credit's due--I skimmed this and this reddit posts while I was doing my research.

now. we all know that on the surface, this song is about sex (and specifically bondage and edging—that much is clear). but, ah, how's the saying go? "everything is about sex except for sex, which is about power"? sure.

yeah, it's meant to be sexy. they did that for us and im still not sure if I want to kill them for it or thank them with my life. BUT, as they mentioned in the howl in harmony video, it's primarily a song about obsession.

The first reddit post does a great (albeit kind of aggressive) breakdown of the lyrics, where it becomes really clear that they're talking about the relationship they have with their work and the relationship they have with fans. In essence, the song is about how they want to give their lives and all their time to making more content for fans so that they will continue to receive love from us. The red lights are actually the recording light on a camera (hence the line “set the mic up”).

And so a relationship like the one depicted here is dark and intense, and yes—passionate and driven by love—but ultimately, it consumes itself in the vortex of its own desire, and then peters out into a sort of blank monotony—learned through repetition, a habitual reflex instead of a true reaction.

Then, the second reddit post goes on a deep dive of some of the symbolism seen in the MV—specifically, the use of kink. This is where it gets really fun.

We mostly see Hyunjin in shibari-style bondage. OP posits (and I agree) that he is meant to represent passion without discipline. The shibari ropes are tied messily (and so therefore dangerously) which is perfect for representing how often kink (and other obsessions) can devolve—you plunge in headfirst, but you are directionless except for the insistent tug in your gut that cries for more, more.

Chan, on the other hand, is seen primarily (esp in solo scenes) bound by heavy chains. He represents discipline with no passion. In the Howl in Harmony video, I believe he mentions that after a long day of practice, he'll still find himself in the recording studio, even though he's tired. He does what he has to on autopilot, because he knows he must, because it’s the only thing he feels he can do.

If Hyunjin is mania, then Chan is depression. The chains are GREAT symbolism because this dutiful march towards burnout and beyond is, as the lyrics suggest, stemming from a desire to keep receiving love (from fans)—that if you just work hard enough then no one will ever leave you. You wish to bind the person (or people) you love to you, but in the end the bonds only weigh you down.

So then the part where they’re tied together, back to back, at the end, shows when passion and discipline come into balance. And that’s creation for the love of creation while still maintaining a respect for yourself, the art, and your audience. (or idk. maybe they just thought we'd like to see them tied to one another. and they were right).

It's also fun because while we see Hyunjin and Chan both assume positions of domination and submission, it's clear Chan is meant to be the “dominant force” here (hence discipline). The reason we do see instances of Hyunjin in power (choking Chan, standing over him on the table) is because any somewhat healthy d/s relationship involves first the surrender of power. The dom is only perceived to be in power because the sub first relinquishes it them. So. You know.

I will say I'm not sure what to say about the edging theme (BNKSJDF) besides the obvious—almost giving you what you want, but not quite.

And finally, this is not part of either of those two reddit posts, but I was ENTHRALLED by the use of mirror and mirror-esque imagery throughout the MV and in the choreo. I love mirrors as a symbol so we're going to talk about that, too.

First and most obviously, it may be a bit on the nose. In art, mirrors and reflections are often used to show that there is a deeper meaning than what is clear on the surface. So this might have just been hyunchan going "hey! it's not just about sex!"

but I think there's more to it than that. Mirrors are often used as a vessel of truth—in some Chinese myths, for example, mirrors can repel demons, as they will show a demon’s true form. Or see the Little Mermaid—though Ursula managed to change her outward appearance, she was caught in her lie when another character (sebastian, i think?) saw her reflection in the mirror.

Additionally, one’s reflection used to be thought to contain one’s soul—which is why mirrors were covered in the home of person who had just passed, so they would not be trapped as a ghost in the world of the living.

For this reason, mirrors are often also considered dangerous. Think of Narcissus, for a start, who fell in love with his own reflection and sat at the water's edge, pining, until he fucking died. Or consider the following quote (which I love) from Fernando Pessoa:

“Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes. Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself. The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.”

We use mirrors to watch ourselves watching ourselves (and the Margaret Atwood who lives in our heads cries “male fantasies, male fantasies! You are you own voyeur!”). We perform for the mirror—often what we see in the mirror is not actually how we are seen by others! We think we may find truth there, when in reality it is a distortion. Ties itself up really nicely, I think.

In any case, this really goes well with the theme of obsession in the song—staring in the mirror asking, what do others see? What is wrong about me? What can I do better? The idea of looking in the mirror to seek what others see, both positive and negative, is common throughout. And I think their use of mirrored choreo (esp when it seems like one of them is the reflection!!), as well as mirror placement on the set of the mv, and ESPECIALLY the lovely bit at the end where they both stand staring carefully at their own reflections, all work to drive that theme home.

and i don't even know how to touch on all the color symbolism (when it changes between color and b&w?? the palette being overwhelmingly yellow and red and black???), or the lens filters (warping, blurring, etc), or the way they superimposed pieces of the video on top of other pieces, or the use of that one stark white background—without writing a fucking dissertation (and this is already a ridiculously long post) so i'll just stop here.

This is all to say, maybe what they meant was that the lyrics were a lot more aggressive about these themes and they were asked to tone them down to keep it neutral.

or maybe they're just sexy, sexy motherfuckers and their managers bonked them on the head and sent them to horny jail.

#obviously that mirror quote is a little stupid but at the same time i do think it's so real. like so real. #anyway this is very long but I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS. #this is what i was doing a few afternoons ago.... just compiling this. #just... meta hours with xiami #stray kids #bang chan #hyunjin #red lights #mail #🤖 anon