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historyhermann · 4 months
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No. 2 on my list of top animated series for 2023: "Young Love"
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Unlike every other series on this list, this mature animated comedy, a spin off from the short film, Hair Love, aired without much fanfare earlier this year. Young Love comes at a time that many Black-centered animated series are on streaming services. This series centers on three members of a tight-knit Black family in Chicago: a hair stylist named Angela Young (voiced by Issa Rae), an aspiring music producer and partner of Angela named Stephen Young (voiced by Kid Cudi), and their daughter Zuri Michaela Young-Love (voiced by Brooke Monroe Conaway). Their family strains come to the fore, especially when it comes to Angela's parents.
Young Love, like The Proud Family reboot/revival, provides social commentary on many topics such as the sharing economy, sexist beliefs from men, gangs, social media influencers, homelessness, crowdfunding, anti-Black racism, pyramid schemes, video game addiction, gentrification, and marijuana smoking. All the while, comedy is part and parcel of the series, which has a strong slice-of-life vibe, and emphasizes the value of art and the creative process, even with many episodes having warnings for strong or coarse language, and occasional violence. While parental romance, family bonding, and rejecting religious belief in favor of spiritualism are not unique to this series, the next-to-last episode takes a bold stab at marriage itself.
Young Love concludes that love isn't only possible through marriage. This contrasts from the marriage of convenience in Spy x Family, or the same-sex marriage either canonized (or believed as a headcanon) in yuri and yaoi anime or manga. There can be romantic friendships and romances without any legally binding life-long commitments. However, such depictions in popular culture are rare. The idea that unmarried/single people are abhorrent, bizarre, or "suspicious" is promoted instead. I hope that this series gets a second season, giving new/newish screenwriters, writers, and animators a chance to shine once more.
excerpted from "Burkely's Top Ten Animated TV Shows of 2023"
© 2023 Burkely Hermann. All rights reserved.
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studio trigger understood the assignment. i would let her wreck me.
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ebi-noodle-doodles · 10 months
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Beach! (bun ver)
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i have rolls myself I cant comprehend sometimes how theyll behave in certain poses and material (clothing). From what I learn its like making full size chibi characters if that makes sense but still not enough to learn about the body tho. Probably not the best to "Study" and do a full illustration, maybe some sketches would help but I kinda enjoyed painting and figuring out this one
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yurmomsawh0r · 1 year
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•°His Perfect Little Wife °•
Nanami turning feral over your submissive domestic ways.
• CW : Nanami being a slightly hard Dom, Rough sex, pet names, impact play [If you squint], Cursing, Cervix touching.
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Nanami Kento was considered a very upkept man. His colleagues could tell you that they have honestly never seen him discombobulated, or angry or disorganized. Some would say he was the 'perfect' man. He always came in with his calm, cool and collected manner. It was envious that he never seemed to have trouble in his life.
Hair combed back, suit clean and pressed to perfection. Coffee, just the way he liked it, in hand and all documents organized in folders, perfectly set so that he could have a perfect day without any disruptions to his continuous everyday cycle. They always asked him how he did it. How he was able to always have a smooth, uninterrupted day.
And to put it in the most simplistic way that he could, he always replied with a very simple answer. You.
Now to most of his colleagues, they couldn't quite understand what he would mean. How could a simple housewife, who possibly did nothing at home, make sure this very successful man had a perfect day almost every day.
Nanami, of course, never went into detail. Men were greedy, especially these men. He would never give them the many details about how you always turn him into the most discombobulated man ever by just being a good wife.
Even now, his cock was straining in his suit pants with a never ending need for you. You were so on schedule and so on point for him. Always getting up at 6:30 to get his clothes and suit case ready, soon after, starting his breakfast so that by the time he's out of the shower, you both can eat together.
Making his lunch and filling his thermos with coffee so he can take it to work with him. He loved that he never had to take care of the small things in life. You made it easier for him to focus on the bigger picture. You made it easier for him to take care of you. He always made sure that you were well taken care of and the simple fact that you took care of his home, even his smallest of needs, made him work harder to please you.
You were perfect. You were his.
He would've never considered himself a possessive man, but that was until you entered his life, and as much as he would love to brag about you and show you off, something in his just wouldn't allow him to share anything about you. Of course you've been seen with him on occasions, but Nanami never brought you up if he didn't have too. And when anyone would ask about you, specifically a male, he would always give cold answers, his irritation growing quickly.
Apart of him hated you for how out-of-place you made him feel, and that pent up aggression would always be released upon your soft body.
God, your body. He loved how soft you were compared to his rough and hard one. He loved the way his hands sunk into your flesh. Your plump thigh that he loved to grab and squish.
The fullness of your tits (small boobs can be full too!) ,down to the plumply flesh of your ass.
But his favorite was the soft, delicious set of lips that you held between your legs.
"Nanami? You alright there bud?" He didn't realize he had spaced out. Mostly caught up in his head over all the things he would do to you when he got home. He was sweating but his face kept a stoic expression, but no doubt he knew they knew.
For the first time in years, they had just witnessed Nanami acting out of place. Anger silently crept and soon you were going to be at the end of it's wrath.
It was your fault for being so perfect.
Looking at the clock, Nanami quickly grabbed all his stuff, stuffing whatever he could into his briefcase, before he left without saying another word. Gojo cackling in the back ground at his sudden lack of composure. If anyone knew about how you made Nami feel, it would him.
Quickly getting into his car, he sped off, racing home to you.
There you were. Slaving away over the hot stove, just too have a nice dinner ready for when he got home. Sadly it wasn't ready as Nanami didn't have to come home for another hour.
He stood there watching you move back and forth. Seasoning whatever meat you decided on for tonight.
You were in a pair of black booty shorts and a regular sports bra that nicely lifted your breast. He couldn't help but give you a once over. Shamelessly letting his eyes fall down your legs then back up, stopping at your ass, before his eyes landed on the back of your head.
Some would say he's being creepy but to him, he was just admiring the woman who chose him to be her husband. You were his and he was going to look and appreciate your beauty whenever he could.
Blood rushed to his groin making him grip his hard-on. It was so hard and ready to be seathed in his second home that resided in the neighborhood of your legs. He thought about the many times he had came home to ravish you. Bent over the bathtub that you were cleaning. On top of the washer machine as you did his laundry. Over the table you had just set for dinner, shit, he fucked you all over the house.
You were unaware that your husband was home. To busy fixing dinner and finishing the rest of your chores to notice. It wasn't until you had bent over, opening your oven to place the stuffed chicken inside. It was faint, and if you could identify the sound it would've been the faintest sound of a zipper pulling down.
You shot up, quickly turning to face the noise. Your breath hitched seeing your husband home so early. "Hi honey, how was work?" You asked, glancing at your phone to check the time.
He was about 45 minutes early which was unusual. When he didn't respond, you faced him again with worry. "What's wrong baby?" A pout graced your lips as you caressed his sweaty face.
"Oh my God, your hot and sweaty! What happened?" Panick filled you. Your husband was home early, not responding, hot and sweaty. You've never seen him like this unless he –
Wait. . .
You glanced down at his undone suit pants, he dick already out and throbbing with need. You could clearly see the shiny bead forming at his tip.
'Fuck' you thought to yourself, 'he's never come home like this before. What the hell happened.'
You lift your gaze to meet his eyes. A soft gasp left your lips. You knew this was serious, seeing as his glasses were already off. No time to think, a hand gripped your throat. A squeal leaving your lips at the same time your arousal started to leak. As if your body was reacting to his. The same intensity, the same heat.
You could feel sweat start to form under your pits as well as your forehead. Nanami placed his warm lips against yours with so much passion. Sucking and biting them. Tasting them like it was his last meal. He backed you into the nearest counter, picking you up but your fat and placing you on top of it. Slowly making love to your tongue with his, he let his other hand drift to the inside of your panties. Finding your little pleasure nub, rubbing with just enough friction.
"Ah!" You moaned out only for it to be caught abd muffled by your lust-filled husband. Nanami felt your slick gathering — hiding behind your folds and sliding down to your entrance. He took this chance to plunge his two middle fingers inside your wet cavern, quickly finding his favorite spot to play with.
"Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" You couldn't help but break from his mouth to wail out profanities. He was fucking you so good with his fingers that you already had the urge to cum.
Clenching and un-clenching in a repeated cycle over and over again. "Are you gonna cum for me baby? Yea?"
"Yesss Nami! Fuck!" You screamed, making him chuckle. He loved that you were being compliant today. Usually he would have to pull it out of you, but today was different. She knew he needed control. She knew he didn't need anything to make him feel worse than he did.
He had lost control today, and you were going to let him fuck you to get it back. To help him sate his lust and find composure. First he needed to hear you.
"Who's pussy is this baby?" He thrust his fingers deeper in you, but at a slower pace. pushing you to the edge but not over. "Pleaseeee Nami! You know it's yours!"
He sent a smack to your back side. "I didn't ask what I know, I asked you who's is it my pretty little wife." Nanami pressed a quick kiss to your lips before you had a chance to deepen it, making you whine for him.
Sometimes you hated when he acted like this, you hated not getting what you wanted, and that was rare, but the other side of loved his torment. You loved knowing that you were the only one who could make him this way. "It's yours daddy."
"You're such a good girl, and do you know what good girls get?" He spoke to you in a deep husky voice. You loved it. You loved how it made you feel.
Your pussy throbbed around his finger and your pretty sure he felt it. "Good girls get to cum." He smirked, working his fingers faster and faster and faster until the damn broke.
"Ahhh yesssss!" You pulled him closer to you as your hips undulated with every thrust of his fingers. Nanami felt his hand drenched as your essence shot from your swollen wet pussy.
"You made such a mess baby, see? Look." Taking his hand, he smeared your juices on your face before pulling you into a sloppy kiss.
You didn't even have time to catch your breath before he did. He pulled you down from the counter, turned and bent you over the same said counter top. Folding your arms behind your back, he plunged his hot dick inside your spasming cunt. "Ah! Nami! Be g-gentle!"
But he doesn't. Instead he fucked you harder, faster. Deep calculated thrust that penatrated the deepest parts of your canal. Every thrust caused you to stand on the tips of your toes. He was hurting you, yes, but it was a pleasurable pain. A welcomed pain.
He pressed his cock into your cervix as he was fully seathed inside you. He was fueled by every 'ugh' and 'ah yes' you made. Driving deeper into you just to hear you scream 'Daddy!" Everytime.
"Please daddy! It's too deep, it hurts!" You cried out. Your pussy was pulsing as you came, and he was riding your wave to his peak. No matter how much you wanted him to come, he took his sweet time getting there. He loved hearing you beg, to scream his name.
He was feral, and it was all your fault.
With a few more quick thrusts, he stilled himself, shooting his warm seed deep into your womb. You felt it coating your insides — even spilling from your throbbing heat.
"Whew. . ." You felt your husband's breath on your back. He was breathing heavy. He rubbed up and down your back, caressing your asscheeks whenever he could.
"Sorry my precious little flower. I promise to make it up to you."
And he would. How could he not. You were his precious little wife.
And he loved his precious little wife.
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lysanderrr · 10 months
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“Lost
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Itty sen little cho doodles while I wait for my food
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strbymacaroon · 4 months
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Silent Love: Master-List!
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Master-List:
༝̩̩̥͙ ༓༝̩̩̥͙ ⊹ ૢ་༘࿐ Synopsis:
When moving out of your dorm and leaving your eccentric roommate goes to shit, you're offered by one of her friends to move in with him... for free! That is, if you don't mind living with two completely opposite college boys.
However, life isn't that easy, and there's a hot asshole around the corner to piss you off. Especially when he's always up late at night when you're studying, purposely trying to get on your nerves in the most perverse way possible.
You hate him.
Yet, the tables seem to turn when he comes knocking on your door asking for your help. For something in exchange, of course.
Under one agreement, that is.
CW: Alternate Universe - College/University, Shameless Smut, Thin Walls, Mildly Dubious Consent, Roommates Fluff and Crack, Slice of Life, Kinda Slow Burn, Oral Sex Vaginal Sex, Slight Age Difference, Degradation Fake/Pretend Relationship, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Enemies to Lovers, Spit Kink, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort.
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༝̩̩̥͙ ༓༝̩̩̥͙ ⊹ Reader here on Ao3 ⊹༝̩̩̥͙ ༓༝̩̩̥͙
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter One: 14k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ New Roommate(s)
“… “I can’t deal with your sobbing when I’m trying to go to bed because he broke your heart again.” It’s the reason you're moving out, actually. That's being mean, it isn’t the reason why you’re moving out. But, it definitely is one of them…”
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Two: 9k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ Sexual Tension
"...Maybe you imagined the whole thing, you were up really late and could’ve been sleep deprived. You can’t, right? That’s impossible, you’re not crazy. Besides, if you’re not imagining it, Yuuji had to have heard, right?..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Three: 11.7k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ Fake Dinner Date W/Feels
"...You yell at the door. It’s way to fucking early to be dealing with this shit, why couldn’t he bother you in the afternoon? You glance at the clock on your counter, the numbers ‘2:57 PM’ glaring back at you, oh shit. Okay, fine, maybe it is time to get up..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Four: 26.6k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ Project Week
"...You weren’t necessarily dreading this moment, but you aren’t looking forward to it. Things are just back to being silent between you two. Now, you have to follow him around like a lost puppy..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Five: 10k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ "Good Guy."
"...You feel your stomach drop. Sukuna presses his lips together, his eyes moving up and down your frame, before naturally looking at the women besides him. He can see your expression sour from the corner of his eye, and it makes his stomach turn uncomfortably..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Six: 27.1k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ Forgiveness?
"...Uruame nods, placing the things on the table. “Of course, I’m here for Sukuna.” They place the final item, and you quickly observe they’re the ingredients for cookies..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Seven: 34k words.
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ A Lovely Night
"...“Shit! Sukuna why didn’t you—“ If possible, your stomach twists even harder. The space next to you is empty, void of any form of existing life other than a messy pillow. You feel your eyebrow twitch, before punching his pillow. That fucking lying ass son of a bi..."
ૢ་༘࿐ Chapter Eight:
.・゜-: ✧ :-︑︒⚬∙︓· : ̗̀ ➛ Epilogue...
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historyhermann · 1 year
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“The Executioner and Her Way of Life”: An Exciting Yuri Isekai Series
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On April 2, 2022, The Executioner and Her Way of Life premiered on HIDIVE. This series tells the story of an executioner named Menou tasked with killing a Japanese girl, Akari Tokitō, but not everything goes as planned...
Reprinted from The Geekiary, my History Hermann WordPress blog (it will be published on there on Dec. 28), and Wayback Machine. This was the forty-third article I wrote for The Geekiary. This post was originally published on July 1, 2022.
The Executioner and Her Way of Life is a yuri isekai adventure series directed by Yoshiki Kawasaki and written by Shōgo Yasukawa. It is based on a manga and light novel of the same name by Mato Sato.
Trigger Warning: This post mentions sensitive topics such as bullying, murder, memory loss, and kidnapping
The first season of this exciting series began powerfully. The first seven episodes follow Menou (Iori Saeki) as she tries to kill Akari (voiced by Moe Kahara). Akari has the power to turn back time. She can revive herself if anyone tries to kill her. Menou works with her loyal aide, Momo (voiced by Hisako Kanemoto), who is jealous of how close Menou and Akari are getting. She gives Akari the nickname "booblicious".
The remaining five episodes of this series continue the story with unexpected twists and turns. This includes the encroaching Pandæmonium (Anzu Haruno) and its monstrous manifestation in the port city of Libelle. All the while, a warrior princess, Ashuna (M・A・O) follows them. She has little regard for her noble status and wants to fight villains no matter what.
Akin to extreme bloodiness of episodes of The Legend of Vox Machina or fights in Helluva Boss, The Executioner and Her Way of Life becomes almost horror-like in its final arc. This includes the gruesome death of Manon Libelle (Manaka Iwami). Manon tries to defend herself by calling on strong magical powers. Pandæmonium, in the form of a sadistic little girl, replaces her.
This series is in no way for children. It is for mature adults. Scenes in later episodes could almost come out of nightmares. It goes far beyond any mature tone in all-ages animations like Amphibia or The Owl House by leaps and bounds.
The series is engaging and intriguing, but it leaves more questions than answers. The series only had a 12-episode run from April to June of this year. Even so, the final episode leaves the door open for a possible continuation. This post is filled with spoilers, so be warned.
Memories and Manipulation
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Menou and Akari fighting together, causing Akari to lose even more memories
The first seven episodes of The Executioner and Her Way of Life implied that Menou and Akari were friends in a previous life in Japan. The later episodes never clarify whether this is the case, but they do reveal a terrifying secret: any time that Akari uses her powers, she loses a memory. She loses a part of herself with each blast.
Pandæmonium taunts her with this reality and claims there is a way back to Japan. Akari rejects this. She reveals that she as a Japanese schoolgirl people bullied her. Unsurprisingly, she has no desire to return.
Later, Pandæmonium declares that someone is repeatedly causing her efforts, to make Menou kill her, fail. She realizes that Menou's former master, Flare, is the culprit. Even worse is the fact that her do-overs caused Pandæmonium to leave the enveloping fog. Once outside, she terrorizes the city and almost kills the woman she loves, Menou.
Every time she does a do-over, and sees Menou die, her regression gets worse. She no longer has a connection to the Astral Archive, which stores memories of the planet and its powers.
Her memory loss is not as severe as Kaede's two-year-long amnesia in Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai. In this series, it is not known whether Akari's memories are permanently deleted or are just inaccessible.
What Akari experiences is different from possible human experimentation on Eve, a protagonist of Birdie Wing: A Golf Girls Story. Flare is toying with Akari and repeatedly causing her anguish. Perhaps to protect herself from the mounting trauma, and near-death of Menou, she uses her powers to wipe her memory of the events.
In a possible second season, mind manipulation and destruction-prone tactics of Pandæmonium would be even worse. In the final episode, one of her fragments survives and makes an alliance with Manon to bring chaos to the world.
Bursting with Yuri
The series goes beyond being a yuri isekai about an assassin trying to kill those from another world. The plot and the characters are filled with yuri. First is the budding romance between Akari and Menou.
Reviewers like Vrai Kaiser have a point about Momo as a "stereotypical handsy stalker type" who worships Menou. I would slightly counter Kaiser's argument. When Akari enters the picture, Momo restrains herself to an extent. Even when she doesn't, Menou isn't the biggest fan of Momo fawning over her. She just wants to get her job done and execute Akari.
Momo's actions are not as extreme as the stalkery fan in Carole & Tuesday, a series with poor LGBTQ representation. It differs from Haruka Nishida in Kanameno with a fetish for underage girls and more like the cute yuri couple in the same series.
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There's no heterosexual explanation for this
By the end of the first season of The Executioner and Her Way of Life, Menou considers whether she could neutralize the threat that Akari causes by allowing her to live. Such a possibility would go against everything she believes as an executioner.
Menou is slowly falling in love with Akari. The opposite is the case for Akari, who is head over heels in love with Menou. As for Menou, she slowly shows signs that she may have feelings for Akari. Both of them tour the cities of Garm and Libelle together, in what could be called dates. Another season could focus more on their growing affections for one another.
Predictably, Momo wants Akari out of the picture and even vows to kill Akari herself, so she can have Menou to herself. Little does she know that Akari helped heal her by using her power to move back time!
In terms of yuri themes, it is just as strong as the little-known sci-fi yuri drama, Blue Drop, or the well-known yuri romance, Bloom Into You. This series is different from those, in terms of being a compelling yuri fantasy. It is also more overt than more mature anime like Otherside Picnic with yuri themes so diluted that they became meaningless.
Although there are occasional bouts of fanservice in The Executioner and Her Way of Life, it is nothing to the level of many other anime. For instance, yuri anime, such as Flip Flappers, Valkyrie Drive, and Mnemosyne, have more fanservice.
A Unique Isekai
The focus on yuri makes this series fundamentally different from other novels and anime about those who end up in another world. Often, girls are reincarnated in another world and draw attention from physically attractive men. This includes My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!, about a girl who begins a new life as a villainess in an otome game she once played.
The Executioner and Her Way of Life explores the seemingly infinite possibilities of the isekai genre with a fascinating story. While it doesn't have the social commentary on overwork that series like the soon-to-be returning I've Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level, to give one example, it does provide social commentary. In the show's later episode, there is a focus on yuri horror and the sick plans of Pandæmonium. This could be interpreted as a criticism of the horror genre and how gruesome it can get at times.
At the same time, there is the inevitable clash of cultures, of the world Akari comes from and the world that Menou lives in. There are no themes of those disillusioned with their previous lives or have their genders transformed like in Life with an Ordinary Guy Who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout.
Rather, it has magic and religious themes, making it different from other isekai which involve travelers from Japan, like the 1990s El-Hazard series, with one OVA even featuring a lesbian relationship. Some reviewers called the series an "answer" to the trend of isekai, terming Akari and Menou as "murder wives", and noting the show's "exaggerated approach to the genre" which is full-on gay.
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Akari, dressed like Menou, asks Menou to wait for her.
The series focuses on the common theme: power can corrupt absolutely. This is shown, in later episodes, through Manon's attempt to defeat Menou by using "taboo" powers and even sacrificing herself to bring the Pandæmonium into existence. Earlier episodes demonstrate this through the sadistic plan by Archbishop Orwell (Tamie Kubota) to kidnap young girls in hopes of making her more youthful.
The parallel world of The Executioner and Her Way of Life is different from another other series I've seen. There isn't a science fiction element though the series fall into the common stereotypes for the genre. Rather, it combines the best elements of yuri stories with the best ones in isekai. Although the series has monsters, it is not based on or akin to a video game. Instead, it is a mix of romance, adventure, and suspense.
The series also differs from Western animation which involves dimensional travel. Although Akari can be goofy and aloof at times, the characters are much more mature than the teenage protagonists of The Owl House and Amphibia. There are also scenes with drowning, poisoning, grievous injury, and the like, going beyond even the most mature moments of the latter two series.
The Executioner and Her Way of Life does, however, have some similarities with Samurai Jack, in that the characters are on a journey, a quest, and face challenges along the way. As mentioned earlier, trauma is a major component of this series. It informs the actions of Manon, while everyone else has traumatic experiences over and over throughout the series.
Talented Cast and Crew
The amazing animation by J.C. Staff and background art isn't complete without the amazing voices, directors, and everyone working on the show. Some names were familiar to me, like M・A・O, who is also known as Mao Ichimichi. As it turns out, this year alone she voiced characters in thirteen anime series.
The same is the case for other voice actors in the series. Hisaki Kanemoto, who also voiced a character in Love After World Domination, voiced characters in the wonderful sci-fi adventure, Bodacious Space Pirates, and the second season of The Demon Girl Next Door. Iori Saeki has just as many voice credits, lending her voice to characters in Adachi and Shimamura, and in the upcoming Tokyo Mew Mew New. Yuma Uchida is also voicing a character in the latter series, and another in Heroines Run the Show.
Other voice actors lent their voices to characters in series such as Spy × Family, Yamibou, Strawberry Panic!, Gargantia on the Verdurous Planet,B Gata H Kei, and many others. Many of these anime are yuri or have yuri themes, which gave them something to build on in The Executioner and Her Way of Life.
Those directing and supervising the series are just as skilled. Some have worked on the fantasy isekai series, Ascendance of a Bookworm, while others have worked on other series like the romantic drama yaoi, Given.
Looking Toward a Second Season
Although this series may be, like too many anime, a solitary season, there are many areas for expansion. For one, there are colonialist undercurrents in a society comprised of commoners, evil nobles, and priests, as one reviewer pointed out. In my original review of the series, I noted the same, noting that the world is Japanese-influenced and split into various classes.
Another season would continue the romance of Akari and Menou. All the while Momo remains jealous, even trying to kill Akari if she gets the chance. This could cause Menou and Momo to compete with one another, deciding who will kill Akari first.
On the other hand, Akari, Menou, Momo, and even Ashuna, may have to put their differences aside and come together to fight a common threat. This could be Flare, or the combined evil of Pandæmonium and Manon. Another season could focus more on the family of Manon and the troubled life of Akari back in Japan. Both are briefly touched on in this season.
The series could further focus on the origin of the "pure concepts", magical powers which offworlders have, and how their powers work. So far, the series has delved a bit into this, and talks about the "great human errors" which attempted to ruin the world in the past, but further focus could make the series even more compelling.
There could also be a focus on the role of religion in society and the power of the church.  This is a major theme of the series, but another season could do it more justice.
Closing Words
Hopefully, the series improves in the second season, with stronger storylines, characters, and more unified tone. The tonal change of the series in the last few episodes to almost yuri horror was a bit jarring.
The success of this series will likely inform future yuri series by J.C. Staff and others on HIDIVE. In the end, while I have my criticisms of the series, I look forward to seeing where it goes in a second season, and beyond.
The Executioner and Her Way of Life can be watched on HIDIVE.
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vanessavixenx2 · 6 months
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Wanna get wild with me? 💜🖤 Vv xo
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starrysharks · 7 months
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#zeno's art#i'm not sure if i should tag the show itself as i'm not a fan but i guess its “fan”art so i will#hazbin hotel#charlie hazbin hotel#vivziepop#i was bored and wanted to draw something#my main goal here was to create a design that looked distinct and could (potentially) be moderately easy to animate#of course based on charlie's character i added as many angel images as possible through the hair and bowtie#(i know white on white is a character design sin but i wanted to show the angel wing detail ;w;)#also to express the personality and juxtaposition of a sweet devil her horns are supposed to curve into a heart shape#of course the garterbelts are upside-down/st peters crosses because of her satanic themes#i also tried to go harder into the goat theme but its still subtle i think#i actually think the goat theme is really interesting because of the story of the sheep and the goats in the bible#but i cant remember if it was actually something intended in her original design#i'm not going to draw anyone else so dont even anticipate that#this was basically a cooldown? ok i think i'm rambling now#goodbye#ok edit to say it clearly: i am not a fan of vivziepop or her work. i just wanted to redesign charlie as a cooldown/exercise for fun#because i used to be a fan of the character before i wised up about what vivzie had and has done#and before i matured and noticed the cracks and fundamental flaws in her works#so yea i dont support her at all and this redesign is critical i guess#also the reason why the tag “vivziepop” is there in the first place is so that anyone who has that tag silenced can scroll past#without seeing anything related to her work. in case that clears anything up#its the same reason why i tag “long post” and “food” and the like
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yurmomsawh0r · 10 months
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𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐄. 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑
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.*•.*• 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞�� 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱- 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨.
𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫! 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦. 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 (𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝), 𝐔𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝
.*•.*• 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 - 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥!😭
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“Are you all dressed and ready my love?” You called out to your two year old daughter as you grabbed all your things. “Yes mama! I ready.” She giggled as she slipped into her crocs but with each shoe on the wrong foot.
You smiled at her goofiness and bent down to help her with her shoes. “You put them on the wrong feet baby, but I’ll help you.” You smiled up at her. Obsessed with her cute little face. She was the perfect mixture of you and Eren. Her greens eyes resembling his all the way.
You were running late, but it was your fault. You had forgotten to pack her bag last night, resulting in you running around the house trying to get everything together.
Grabbing her hand, you raced out the house but not before locking it behind you.
“I can’t wait to see Vivi today! She said we would make cookies the last time!” Aaliyha spouted happily in her car seat. Making you smile at her. You were happy with how comfortable your daughter was with your friend Felicity. Luckily enough she also had a daughter that was a year older than yours. Her name was Vivica but Aaliyha called her Vivi. “Can you try to save mommy some cookies baby?”
“Otay mama.”
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After you dropped her off you raced down to your job. It was a new club that had just opened up about a year ago and it was already pretty popular. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬 was the name and you worked their as a bartender/server, but recently you’ve been thinking about switching to an aerialist dancer since they a little made more money.
Keeping up with your bills was starting to get a little hard, especially since your daughter was getting older and her expenses were getting more costly by the year.
I wish Eren was here to help me. I probably wouldn’t have to work so hard. Shit, I probably wouldn’t have to do anything if he was here.
But that was just something you’d have to deal with. After all Eren had no idea he even had a daughter to begin with.
Two years ago, when you had found out you were pregnant, you decided to make the biggest decision in your life. Taking a few stacks of his cash you knew he had hidden and disappeared.
Of course you didn’t want to hurt him, but Eren was starting to change into someone you couldn’t recognize and bringing a baby in the mix of who he was becoming scared you.
You see, Eren used to be a sweet boy. Although he was the plug for weed he always had his head on right. That was until he started to deal with heavier drugs. He slowly started to become colder, more detached and distant. . .
I knew he had gone two far when he started to come home late at night when he thought you would be sleeping. Blood being splattered all over him.
Although Eren always kept you away from the dangerous lifestyle he was getting into, you saw what it was turning him into and it was becoming to much for you.
It scared you.
So you left, and haven’t looked back for two whole years.
You did miss him though. He was the best boyfriend you’ve ever had. He was always one to spoil you and tell you how beautiful you are. Always catering to your needs. Listening to your opinions and ambitions.
You loved the way he made you feel. So safe and secure.
You missed being in his arms. The way he kissed your neck on all your sweet spots.
The way his fingers scissored your pussy, leaving you drippin’ wet. You missed the way his dick bruised your walls and rubbed your insides with all his curved 8 inch glory.
No matter how many guys you had fucked after you left him, none of them could get you off like Eren did.
Yes you missed him.
Even now. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the moment. Your body burning up just from the memories.
“Hey boo, you good?” Jordan, your coworker asked you. Snapping you out of your lustful thoughts.
“Yea girl I’m fine.” You tried to reassure her, but she wasn’t fooled. “You sure? You seem like you got a fever,” she placed a hand on your forehead. “And you feel hot.”
You smacked your lips, and brushed her hand off. “J come on, let’s get this money bitch.”
“Mm, let me guess you was thinking about yo ex again.” Jordan teased you. Placing a hand on her hip as she eyed you. You couldn’t help but crack a smile.
“Yea I was thinking’ bout that nigga.” You couldn’t help from telling the truth. For some reason the past couple of months he’s been on your mind far more often than not.
Putting your small waistline apron on, you got to work.
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Eren couldn’t believe his eyes. He sat frozen with his hand tightly gripping his glass filled with whisky. He tried to keep his composure as best as he could as to not alert his newest business partner. Eren could feel his heart beating faster and faster in his chest.
He just couldn’t believe it. There you were just across the floor, serving customers. His customers. Who would have thought that after two years, fate would lead you back to him.
“Eren?” Jean called out to him. He glanced in his direction. Jeans eyes subtly moving from the client back to him.
“𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.” Eren told the two men in grey suits. Soon, Eren would have his own casino on a remote island. There he would host a black market auction that sold only the rarest of treasures.
The two men in grey suits stood up and offered their hands to shake.
Once Eren saw they were out of the club, his attention immediately went back to where you stood. You looked different, but he knew it was you. He’d never mistake that pretty face for someone else’s.
Your hair was no longer the long length it had been. It was not cut short and styled in finger waves. Your face sported two new nose piercings along with a few new tattoos from what he could see.
He also noticed that you were no longer the skinny bodied female he knew two years ago. Your breast had gotten heavier. No longer the small B cups. Even your hips had spread. The way your mini skirt clung to you let him see just how big your ass had gotten.
Finally - he thought. I’ve fucking found you.
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That night, Eren had followed you home. You didn’t live that far from the club and that gave him the satisfaction of knowing just how close you were.
The next day, he had a close friend of his bring up a file on you. To say he was shocked to find out that you had a child was an understatement. He was furious.
It was like he was staring right into he own eyes. She looked just like a mixture of the both of you. Already, Eren could tell that she was his.
He couldn’t help but be upset with you. First you leave unannounced and then you have his daughter and didn’t think to tell him anything. He would have taken care of you guys. He would have given you both the world.
So why. Why did you do it? Why did you leave him?
All these questions that would soon be answered when he had you back. And this time he didn’t plan on letting you go.
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You had just dropped Aaliyha off at day care for a few hours so that you could get some time to yourself today.
It had been a pretty busy week for you and you needed a small break to recuperate and gather your thoughts. Maybe even do a little self care.
You decide you deserved a nice looong hot steamy shower. So you made your way upstairs and stripped out of your leggings and sports bra. Turning the water to hot, and letting it warm up, you went and grabbed your speaker.
Cleo Sol played in the background as you stepped into your shower, washing all your worries away. The hot water loosening all the stiffness in your back.
30 minutes had passed and you finally decided to wash your body. Grabbing your pomegranate scented soap, you scrubbed the dirt and grime from off of you.
You stepped out of the shower and wrapped your fluffy towel around yourself and wiped your feet of any extra water feeling ten times better than you did before. After doing your face routine, you applied pomegranate scented lotion to your body before leaving your bathroom.
You weren’t really paying attention as you made your way to your dresser. Dropping the towel without a care in the world.
“𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚, 𝐈’𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈’𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.”
You halted in your spot. That voice. It couldn’t be. . .
A gasp escaped you as you glanced over your shoulder.
Erens’ piercing green eyes stared right at you. They were menacing. He sat on your bed shirtless, pants unbuttoned with a blunt in his hand already sparked.
“𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞? 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.“ He said as he took a hit. You gulped.
You didn’t really know what to say or how to react. Apart of you were happy that he was here. You missed him, but . . . The other part of you was scared. How had he even found you. How had he even got into your apartment!?
Quickly, you fumbled to pick up your towel and wrap it around yourself once you realized you were completely naked in front of him.
This only made him laugh. A smirk playing on his face. This snapped you back into reality. If it was one thing, you hated being laughed at.
“The fuck is so funny Yeager!?” You raised your voice at him. Your face filled with an attitude he missed. Just seeing it made his dick jump.
“𝐎𝐡 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.” He said as he put the blunt out on your pink comforter before standing. It was like he had grown taller. His body was more muscular than it was the last time you seen him. His hair was tied back in a low bun. Something you always thought was sexy on him.
His knuckles sported new tattoos and even a few lingered on his body as well. He pretty much looked the same but something definitely changed about him.
It was like he was a whole different person, and this person is someone you wouldn’t want to cross.
He took a step towards you. “𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬.“
“𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬.“ He spoke lowly as he took a few more steps.
“𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.“ As he said this, you couldn’t help but feel heartbroken for him.
You knew he was angry, you knew he had every right to be, and you were sorry, but you couldn’t fix the past. You weren’t sure that even if you could, you would want too.
You had to remember, you thought you were doing what was best for her. You stared at Eren from underneath your lashes. A pout sitting in your face as he towered over you.
“𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫.“
Now this made tears well up and fall from you. “I-I’m s-sorry. I d-d, I-I wasn’t trying t-to-“
He only shushed you. Tilting your tear stricken face upward towards him. “𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.” Not a second later, he pressed his lip’s against yours with a sizzling need. He gripped the towel you were holding onto, yanking it away from your body.
The sudden change in your body temperature caused you to flinch at how cold it was suddenly. “Mm!” You cried out when he gripped your short tuffs of hair, pulling your head back so he could stick his tongue deeper down your throat.
His hands wandered down and gripped your ass in his large hands. Another thing you missed about him. “𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚.“ Eren spoke in between kissing you. He lifted you into his arms and walked you both to your bed, you sucking on his tongue, devouring his mouth with your own.
It had been so long since you’ve felt like this and you were to far gone to have any rational thoughts to stop. He laid you down on the bed before lifting up just to cup your breast.
“𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡.“ He gripped your nipples, twisting slightly, making your body arch up. “𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬?“ You nodded, but squealed when he flicked your nipple.
“𝐔𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲.“
“Yes Eren, I missed you.” You couldn’t help but whine. This made him grin. His finger rubbing slow circles around your clit.
“Oh yesss!”
“𝐇𝐦𝐩𝐡, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞..” He spoke — slipping two fingers inside you, making a ‘come here’ motion.
Your legs opened wider for him. Your body writhing in pleasure as he took you to a place you haven’t been in a long time.
“Oh fuck! Pleeaassee keep doing that!”
Eren continued his assault on you. Kissing his way down your body until his mouth hovered over your pussy.
“𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚?“
“Yes daddy! Please, I missed this.” Your body was shaking as the orgasm pulsed through you. Erens fingers were now coated in your wet creamy cum.
Erens lips latched on to your clit suckling just the way you liked. Your moans grew louder and louder as he did. His tongue lapping up your juices, making the most embarrassing wet noises ever, but you didn’t care.
All you cared about was how good this man was making you feel.
“Uh, boss? Do you want us to clear everything out, or take only the important stuff?” A big hulking figure asked from the door way causing you to scream.
Eren lifted his head from between your legs slowly. He looked behind him with a menacing look that made the big guy take a step back.
“Sorry boss, I’ll uh- figure it out.” He said before tuning and leaving, only for two more guys to come in and start grabbing things from out of your closet. They paid you both no mind. Just simply grabbing what needed to be grabbed and walking out without a glance your way.
“EREN WHAT THE FUCK!” You yelled. You weren’t so comfortable with men coming in and out of your room while you were naked and being eatin’ out. Eren ignored you though, and lowered his head in between your thighs, licking away like a starved animal.
You tried to hold in your moans as best as you could but another orgasm ripped from you.
“𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲.“ He taunted.
Once he removed himself from your thighs, he took his own pants off with his boxers following. His cock stood at attention. Dripping pre-nut and sporting thick veins. He was ready for you.
You couldn’t help close your legs slightly. It had been a while since you had sex, and you knew this was going to be a little uncomfortable. I doubt Eren was not going to take it easy on you.
“𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐲/𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐰.”
And you did. Slowly but surely you did. “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.“ He gripped the back of your knees. Grinding his dick against you a couple of times before he pushed himself inside.
Your hands flew to his abdomen trying to slow down his intrusion but it did little to stop him. He was now fully seethed inside of you. The feeling of being full was so foreign to you but it felt so good.
It felt good to be filled by him again.
“𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞?“
He thrusted into you at a fast pace. You gripped his arms tightly as he assaulted your womb. His ball clapped against your ass in a steady repetitive motion that only added to your lust filled heat.
“𝐇𝐮𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚?! 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?“ He asked you again. This time going faster. “Ah! Yess, yess daddy! I m-mmissed youuuu!”
Your third - or fourth orgasm tore through your body once again. Your slick making it easier for him to go deeper.
“Yesss ‘REN! Just like that daddy!” You could feel him brush against your cervix with every thrust. He groans getting mixed in with our own.
You could tell he was close to nutting. His once hard thrust becoming sloppy but still working your pussy.
“𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.“ Eren grunted, his nut filling you up with one last thrust. The both of you panting and out of breath.
When he slid from the warmth of your walls, he quickly threw your towel back over you and slipped back into his boxers and jeans, lighting the same blunt he had put out earlier. His men still walking in and out of the room with your things as if nothing ever happened.
“𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”
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