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pray4saint · 9 months

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how it was on your honeymoon with chuckle sammy

masterlist & descrip. rated r. 16+. smut. afab!reader & gn!reader. 2.2k words total. sfw version.

ted - afab!reader, shorter blurb, ted being a tease, teasing, fingering, dirty talk, sheet humping, implied oral sex (reader receiving)

ted teased you all throughout the day, mercilessly. he wanted to work you up for that night. after all, you were married now, it wasn't the same as dating sex.

”ted c'mon hands off.” you pulled his hand from your thigh and dropped it back in his lap. ”you can wait until we get to the hotel, can't you my love?” ted faked a moment of thought. ”yeah, course i can.” you nodded to him and quickly kissed his cheek. not even five minutes later, his hand was back on your thigh, inching closer to your sex.

by the time you'd gotten to the hotel, you were all hot and bothered and frustrated. ”what is wrong with you?” you roll your suitcase out of the way and turn around to face your husband. he reached for your arm, pulling you closer until he can get his hands perched your waist, flushing your chests together. ”what do you mean sweetheart? what did i do?” in all reality he knew what he was doing and he was enjoying every second of your irritation. you scowl at him and he laughs, pressing a kiss to your lips. when he pulls away, it's not far, just far enough to whisper against your mouth, ”is there anything i can do to make it better my dear?” his hands travel south, to the sides of your thighs. ”i think there might be.” despite the small smile on your lips, your tone is still firm and frustrated. ”oh yeah?”

there was a flurry of sloppy, open-mouthed, loud making out and clothes flying everywhere as ted guided you back to the bed.

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”sweetheart look at how wet y'are for me.” your husband pulled his hand away from your slit and you whined at the loss of contact. you watched him turn his middle and index fingers in the light to show off the slick you'd covered them with. ”ted, c'mon. stop teasing me.” he chuckled and kissed the inside of your thigh before he slid his fingers along your slit and when you went to protest again, cut you off by plunging his fingers into your cunt.

the sleep depravity, the hours of buildup, him, his fingers, the warmth of the room, how the sheets felt, it all added to how good his fingers felt pumping in and out of you, his other hand plants firmly on the plush of your thigh, keeping you close to him. on occasion he'd kiss at your clit, trailing down to where his fingers worked you open. ”god you're gorgeous hon'.” you almost didn't pick up on his words because all you could really hear was your mewls and the sound of his fingers moving with your fluids.

when you pulled your head up from the pillow and down at the man between your legs, you could see his hips moving. he was bucking into the sheets trying to release some of the friction in his pants and it only turned you on more. ”baby, fuck– come up here and–” you whined at how he slowed his fingers and tilted his head at you in interest, although he knew how you hated it when he slowed down. ”teddy come up here and fuck me.” you reached your hand down from where it had fisted at the sheets to the side of his face, caressing his cheek. ”not until you've come undone like this f'me. you understand right my dear? just wanna make you feel good.” before you can challenge his words, he picks up the pace and puts his tongue to work at your clit. your hand moves rather frantically up to his hair and you grab tight, throwing your head back once again. it was gonna be a long night for you.

charlie - afab!reader & one use of 'girl', nervous!charlie, praise, kind of service dom!charlie

since you and charlie got on that first plane, he'd been worried about what your expectations would be for your first night as a married couple. sure, you'd had sex plenty of times before but this was different. you were married now and in his mind there were certain expectations that came with that. of course you were so preoccupied with the flights and getting to the hotel that night that you didn't seem to notice his nervous demeanour.

”you ready to go?” you squeezed your new husband's hand to get his attention away from the ceiling. ”hm, yeah, m'ready.” you gave him an unsure look but nonetheless kept walking through and up to the ticket check for the next plane.

with how unsure he seemed in the airport about whatever was on his mind, it made you worry, and that entire next flight you held your hand in his or on his thigh, even while you were asleep. and as much as he enjoyed the physical display of your care, it didn't ease his mind much. also, with your hand moved on his thigh in your sleep, there were a few times it seemed like your hand wandered dangerously close to his crotch, leaving him both nervous and a little horny.

”char come here would you?” your husband perked up from the bedroom, getting up to find you in the bathroom. ”what's up?” you stood in front of the mirror, towel up high around your chest and it really was not helping how his mind still continued to wander to what could happen tonight. ”does this spot look like a pimple?” you turn to him with a pout on your lips. ”no baby, y'look beautiful.”

”you know you don't have to say that just because we're married right?” you look at him through the mirror with a smile. he puts his hands up in self defence, ”i'm not lying, you look gorgeous.” you tap at your lips and your husband rushes over, pressing a kiss to your cheek and then to your lips. ”m'serious, you look so good, always do.” you smile against his lips and in no time you find yourself straddling charlie in the bedroom, towel discarded on the floor.

”charlie, honey, it's okay.” you hold your lips close to his ear, your hands running under his shirt.

”no baby, i want this to be special for you.” you smile at him but you don't move. ”please.” after a moment of thinking you give in and roll over.

- ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ -

once your husband had gotten his cock nestled inside you, snug against the walls of your cunt, there was this renewed sense of confidence in him, and it was evident in how he pressed his hips against yours, hands moving along your sides while his mouth pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to your chest, making you moan with your hands rested on his shoulders.

”charlie f– charlie fuck, feels so good.” you held him close as you could, the combined feeling of his cock dragging inside your pussy and his mouth sucking hickeys into your navel and the surrounding skin. he mumbled something against your skin but you couldn't hear, too enamoured by everything else.

he's like a dog waiting for and wanting your approval. ”really? feels good?” you can only nod in response, whining as he rolls his hips into you over and over again. even without your verbal praise, the nod you gave him made him more confident and he moved with a faster pace. ”ohgodohgodohgod,” the little swears you let out under your breath and praises you managed to mutter between moans encouraged charlie, and bit by bit the original nervousness he had was removed entirely, replaced with this need, the need to make you cum.

”please don't stop, i'm so,” another moan was torn from your body, making your face scrunch up and charlie absolutely loved how you looked, wrecked for him, whining and clenching down on his cock. ”so close handsome.” he almost purred at the nickname, pulling one of his hands low to your pelvis where he pressed his thumb down against your clit. the action solicited a louder moan from you, your cunt begging his cock to keep fucking into you.

as he got closer, he kept pushing it away, focused entirely on making you cum on his dick. ”charlie, m'gonna cum.” he breathed against your chest, pressing a soft kiss between your breasts. ”yeah? y'gonna cum for me, sweetheart?” again you can only nod. ”god y'so beautiful.” all you can do is moan under his touch, letting the feeling in your stomach grow even further.

”fuck, charlie, fuck!” you screamed as you let your orgasm wash over you, your husband fucking his cock into you through your orgasm, praising you through it, kissing along the the expanse of your chest. ”so good baby, that's my sweet girl.”

once you'd gotten through your high and he'd pulled out, you were quick to sit up and slide off the bed to your knees. ”what are you doing love, come get some sleep.” despite his words, you're not gonna leave him unfinished, his cock still hard.

with a heavy breath you reach up, settling yourself between his legs and reach for his dick, him gasping at even the light touches ”m'gonna make you cum now honey, okay?” now it's his turn to only nod in response.

schlatt - gn!reader although many uses of word 'wife', desperate!schlatt, dom!schlatt, size kink, praise, dirty talk, superiority kink, calling schlatt 'sir', mention of cumming inside/creampie

your husband of barely a day had kind of been fixated on having his way with you since the moment you sliced the cake at the reception. because of the constant moving around airports and getting on and off planes you didn't notice the darker glint in his eye when you looked up at him. plus, as horny as he was, he knew he shouldn't distract you while you were in the zone, getting from one place to the next.

the scheduled pick up time for the car rental was tomorrow morning, but for the evening you and schlatt clambered into an uber.

”thank you.” you waved with a small smile at the uber driver, but then schlatt was dragging you by the wrist into the hotel, the bell boy moving your bags. he was quick with reception, getting the keycard to go upstairs.

you tried to talk to him but nothing changed, he didn't say a word. once you'd reached the room he waited for the bell boy to put your bags inside and nodded to him as he left.

”j, baby what the f–” his lips were on yours in an instant, pushing you against the door while he turned the lock. the action took you back, but still you gave him, kissing him back with your hands against his chest. when he pulled away from you there was a string of saliva connecting your lips and he smiled at how flushed your face was. ”i've needed you s'bad. so bad.” pressed against you, you could feel his hard-on and it made you gasp. ”go get on the bed for me sweetheart.” his tone was sweet but you still heard something bitter in the words.

- ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ -

once he'd got you on your stomach with your ass up and his cock inside you, his pace was brutal, as was the grip schlatt had on your hips. you were sure by the time morning rolled around there'd be marks left behind by his hands.

”y'so small under me, hm? my perfect little wife?” it was a rhetorical question that was met with only the sounds of you moaning his name. it wasn't a sense of ownership – maybe it was – but he loved how tiny you looked beside him, and under him, and on top of him. he loved knowing he could cover your entirety like a blanket, and something about it made him so needy to have you even in the most tame situations.

”god, bet'ya didn't know how close i was to havin' you meet in the plane bathrooms, huh?” again the only response he got was your sounds of pleasure. he allowed his hands to move from your hips to your back, feeling along the arch and you screamed for him, he could feel how it reverberated close to your heart and it made him chuckle.

every word he said to you made it harder to hold out, but you kept trying. you wanted so badly to be good for him. to be his sweet little wife who took everything he gave you. ”m'gettin' so close pretty..” his voice trailed off, low grunts making you squeeze against his cock. ”cum, cum inside, please..” your words were barely audible, a long low mutter, and schlatt leaned over, his hips still pressed against your ass. ”what was that sweetheart?” now you could feel his breath against the back of your neck and it made you shiver. it also made you clench down on his cock yet again. you whined at him when he kissed just behind your ear. ”c'mon pretty, what was it?”

”want you–” you interrupted yourself with a moan. ”want you to cum inside, please sir.” the words only seemed to encourage your husband to rut into with a faster fervour than before, his breathing and low noises of pleasure like music to your ears.

”i know you'been holdin' back baby but you can go ahead, you can go on and cum. cum f'me like the perfect little thing you are f'me.” there was no other warning and your moans became pornographic when you came. ”good job baby, did so good” he kissed the back of your neck as his hips continued to rock against you. ”just hold on a minute for me, okay?”

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starlanes · 8 months

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hii honeyy :D

i always hear 'oh fuck boy schlatt' or 'fuck boy dream' but let's talk fuck boy/girl/person reader, and how ted and charlie would be absolutely wrapped around their fingers

ted – is always texting reader 24/7 for dates even though reader always says no because you doesn't want a relationship (of course he gets you to say yes by covering it as just something sweet that leads up to the hookup) , texts at night asking you to come over , you getting up to leave afterwards every time but he pulls you back into bed so he can convince you to let him provide aftercare and stay overnight at his place , absolutely tells all his friends about you

charlie – initially thinks there's no harm in it but ends up falling for reader , knowing reader doesn't want a relationship so he just sticks around for the hookups , always provides aftercare bc it's the closest he's going to get to having you , texts you in the middle of day and in the morning but lets you text him to come over at night , would do absolutely anything for you even when you ghost him repeatedly

saint we're best friends with best friend bracelets

#follow saint #right now #⚊ ꒰ 💌 ꒱.#⚞ pray4saint !#｡:ﾟ ted drool #｡:ﾟ charlie drool #୭ nsf #ted nivison smut #slimecicle smut

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cchr11 · 6 months

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I briefly talked to a bunch of character.ai JCs and there was one in particular that was really interesting (In fact, the others were pretty boring). He:

Thought Paul was a wuss constantly messing missions over morals and ethics. Believed he wasn't cut for UNATCO.

Thought of Anna as a saint.

Related to Gunther.

Believed Walton was crazy but a needed type of crazy to deal with the NSF.

Admired Manderley.

Disliked the GEP Gun and favored the Dragon's Tooth as the ultimate weapon.

Even though I revealed all the crooked stuff UNATCO was up to, he said the organization wasn't perfect and it was the only thing stopping the terrorists.

This was UNATCO-Born JC, right? The one you were supposed to play as if you choose to continue working for them.

#Umhhhhh

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maneki-mushi · 1 year

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You can now play Saint Ceri's extended demo! Click the link to check out the itch.io page, or play it on steam and wishlist the game!

#saint ceri #otome dev #indie otome #english visual novel #visual novel #interactive fiction

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malka-lisitsa · 8 months

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⭐️

MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY

⭐️ my roleplay pet peeves

Oh youre just setting me up for hate arent you Kenz?

Biggest one is people who do not actually know their characters. God OOC actions drive me INSANE. JUST MAKE AN OC.

People who pick a single aspect of their character and reduce them completely to that. Example: People who play Elena like a Saint, people who play Katherine as a slut, people who play Stefan as ONLY RIPPER AND OR DEPRESSED RIPPER ADJACENT.

People who play villain characters and then cherry pick what they would and wouldnt do, yes my guy you are writing a monster who has and will continue to do terrible things. You do not have to write them out but they absolutely did happen and you dont get to just take that away bc they make you uncomfortable. Write a different character if you dont like that one being shitty like that.

GIANT GIFS

"Removed from canon and written in-" Just say AU interpretation.

one line in reply to three paragraphs. try a LITTLE BIT guys.

PEOPLE WHO CANCEL PEOPLE AND ACTORS WHO DID SOMETHING FUKKIN YEARSD AGO AND HAVE BEEN UNPROBLEMATIC SINCE. CHILL. PPL MAKE MISTAKES. FUCKING CHILL.

pr0n blogs

People who come after people for writing a villainous character doing villainous things. If it's IC THEN ITS IN CHARACTER. GET OVER IT. GOD are you also gonna write a letter to the show writers? And the actor for having the AUDACITY to do it on tv? Actually if you do this to rp blogs you probably would, please dont. Leave ppl alone.

banned FC lists (even tho I myself will not rp with other Ninas fc characters)

I WOULD put Anon hate on here but really I like tearing them apart. I actually havent gotten any in a while and I do hope shes doing ok. I hope you found peace hun, glad to see you've evolved.

PEOPLE WHO CHANGE FC OF CHARACTERS FOR NO REASON. (and for reasons Idk it just irks me when ppl change canon fc Idk.)

Theres more but I already look like an elitist and I absolutely am, wont even deny that fact. So there you go LKMNFDSK<F NSF.

#Answered #petrovawitch #the one and only... sort of: ooc

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draculas-husband · 2 years

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Sorry for being kinda mia lately. Been having a time™. Lots of stuff going on in my life right now. Most of them less than ideal I'm afraid.

I have gotten some All saint's wake content prepped and in the works that I am excited about. 🎃👻💀🦇🕸️

I also did some spicy nsf/w content the other day but I don't know if anyone would be interested in seeing that? 🤔😳

#richard's rambles #The count on count romance content is being brewed

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boowhumps · 23 days

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Whumpril 2024

Day 3 - Shame

⚠TW⚠

- Swearing

- Mentions of Death

- Mentions of Suicide

Enjoy!

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Karyme paced the room anxiously, pulling at her hair.

She couldn't understand, fuck, why her, why was it always her!

She worked so damn hard, and for what? She did all she could to protect Kaiden, to protect her family.

She failed them.

There was nothing left. Her son, on his death bed, her daughter, too afraid to even leave their home, and now her husband..

Now Kaiden knew about the things she did decades ago, the irreversible decisions she made for the greater good.

It seemed right then, but now, now she was paying the price.

Her life was no longer hers, she knew that.

But Kaiden didn't, and he never should've known.

Karyme stopped pacing, staring at herself in the reflection of the mirror. she brushed her bangs to the side, revealing her abnormal eye.

The light purple pupil looked almost white, but it contrasted from the black that was her sclera.

She stood there, staring.

Suddenly her right eye flashed, turning from its usual red color to a bright green. Karyme gasped, backing away from the mirror as it shattered.

Her head began to pound as she pulled at her hair more, trying to destress in the only way she knew how.

The conversation from just moments earlier repeated in her mind, reminding her of everything..

~~~~~~~~~~

”You all think you’re innocent, don’t you?” The voice rings out of the tape.

The NSF, along with others, all sat around in a table, listening closely. Karyme felt her anxiety rise, her only sense of grounding being Kaidens hand holding her own tightly.

“Isn’t that how it always goes, the heroes can do no wrong, right? Well believe it or not, I know most of you have done things that could never help paint you as the saints you appear to be.”

The tape is paused suddenly. Karyme looks around, seeing everyone’s reactions to the statement. Everyone knew what this was. Every person in the room had done something that was never spoken about, and it was all about to be exposed.

“We shouldn’t-“ Leony starts, but Krystal stops her.

“We have to listen.” Krystal states to everyone. “No matter what it says, we need to go through it.”

Elliot slumps back. “And let this fucker expose our secrets to everyone in the room, you can’t be serious.”

Krystal sighs. “Yes, I’m serious, this tape could help us uncover who S.A is, and how to stop him.”

“What if there’s nothing?” Lycus replies. “We’re just gonna risk our personal lives for nothing?”

“We won’t know if there’s any information unless we go through it.” Krystal replies, looking around the room. “Is anyone on board here?”

There’s a tense silence. Krystal’s eyes wander over to Karyme and Kaiden.

“Not even you guys?” She asks.

Karyme looks away, and Kaiden sighs. “It sounds like he’s trying to make us turn on each other..” He says.

“What about Ashton’s case?” Krystal inquires. “Don’t you want answers-“

Karyme squeezes Kaiden hand as the mention of their son, and Kaiden shoots a bit of a glare at Krystal.

“Krystal, not the time.” He says sternly.

Krystal frowns, turning away from them. “Really, no one-“

“I’m with you.” A voice says from the corner of the room.

Everyone seems to turn at once as Elio steps forward.

“Krystal is right, we need to through the tape, even if nothing comes from it.” He says.

Karyme looks up, seemingly surprised. Elio notices her look, and takes a seat next to Krystal.

“I know we all have secrets, things that we don’t want exposed, but in the end, we’re a team, and we won’t be broken up over this.” He states.

Krystal nods along to his words, and Karyme goes back to looking at the floor.

“We need to remain strong, and together.” Elio continues. “No matter what information this.. person knows, true or not, we’ll show him that we can stick together.” He finishes, looking over at Krystal. “Play the tape.”

Karyme leans a bit against Kaiden, who in response wraps an arm around her. Thoughts were racing in her head, the most prominent one being, ‘They’re gonna find out..’

Krystal hits the play button, and the words start up again.

“If you’re all still here, I applaud you, but I’m sure you won’t be after this.” The voice says smugly. “Now, let’s start off easy..”

“Krystal, always the leader, yet quick to turn on people. Turning on everyone, until it came with consequences.. Tell me, how does it feel to do that to a friend, being the reason for permanent damage to someone so close to you..?”

Karyme can feel the tension coming from Krystal as they share a brief glance at one another.

"You knew that sending her away.. Banishing her would kill her, but that didn't stop you, did it?"

Krystal seemed to succumb to her own shame, her usually tight frame disappearing for a spilt second before the tape spoke again.

"Now, to the man himself, Kaiden, oh you've done some pretty fucked up shit, huh? You always pledge your distaste towards lies, but you have your own."

Karyme looks at Kaiden through the corner of her eye as he squeezes her hand even tighter than before.

"Did you ever tell anyone about the book, about what you read that solidified what your dear wife told you? No, I suppose you didn't, in fact, you were very well aware of the possibility of possession, and instead of taking the help, you went the other route."

Karyme feels the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Even with all these people around, she can't mask her sheer horror at the realization. Kaiden only gives her a shameful look in response.

The tape keeps speaking, but Karyme can't hear it anymore. All she can think about is what Kaiden did- no, what he didn't do.

This whole time, this whole damn time, she was lied to. Every decision she made, up until that dreaded day, it all could've been prevented.

Suddenly, rage fills her. Boiling, hot rage building up under her skin. Her hands begin to warm up, getting so hot that it causes pain.

Karyme pulls her own handout of Kaiden's grasp, holding it close to her chest. She shuts her eyes tightly, not even wanting to see Kaiden's face.

She remains frozen in this position, fearing everything she had ever done had doomed her. Every reckless decision now could affect her, and it was also because of-

Everything stops, and above it all, the voice speaks.

"Now to the star of the show, Miss Sain-Santos herself!"

Karyme snaps her head up, not expecting to hear her- the last name that once was hers.

She buried her secrets deep, deep enough into small crevasses that she herself could never find, there was no way..

"Sain-Santos' have always been known to be liars, so why would you expect any less from Karyme? Even when she worked so incredibly hard, she wasn't able to stray from the path that all her ancestors before her walked."

Karyme feels her hand start to shake, once again heating up..

"I'm sure it's no surprise that she lies her way through anything, but I'm sure you never suspected her story of what happened on August 1st, 2022."

Karyme's breath gets caught in her throat, and she clenches her fist.

"She must've never told anyone how there was no accident on that day, but rather a plan made by yours truly."

Karyme feels the burning fishing through her now, just about to pop..

"I also highly doubt she ever told anyone about the parasite she took on, knowing damn well of it's lethal-"

The tape player bursts into flames quickly, cutting off the tape. Everyone backs off, caught off guard as it suddenly dies down.

Karyme breathes heavily, deactivating her ability before she manages to light the entire room ablaze. She can feel the looks of everyone on her, even Kaiden's..

Karyme can't take it.

She stands up abruptly, and leaves the room as fast as she possibly can, not daring to even take a short glance back.

~~~~~~~~~~

Karyme leans against the wall, her breath heavy again from remembering. She has no idea what to do, what to say, how the hell to explain the truth-

Her thoughts are cut off by a knock on the door.

"Karyme, open up." Kaiden's voice says from outside.

Karyme glares dangers at the door, not budging from her spot against the wall.

"We need to talk, now." Kaiden adds after a moment.

Something about his tone of voice triggers Karyme enough for her to oblige.

She slowly opens the door, watching Kaiden brush past her.

Karyme closes the door, and finally turns towards Kaiden.

"I-" She begins.

"No, just- stop." He says.

Karyme frowns, looking away from him.

He sighs before speaking. "You need to explain everything, now."

Karyme glares at the floor. "There's noth8ng to explain-"

"Nothing?" He replies, raising his voice. "After everything that tape said, you have nothing to say?"

Karyme looks up. "No, I don't have to say anything-"

"No, that's where you're wrong." He hisses. "We swore to each other, no lies between us, compete honesty, or do you not remember our vows?"

Karyme balls up her fists. "I did what I had to do to protect you, to protect our family."

"How, by not telling any of us about the fucking parasite?!" He says, now yelling. "Do you have any idea what that shit will do to you?!"

"Of course I do!" Karyme shouts back. "That's why I took it on!"

"For the love of Selyna, Karyme, that will kill you, does that not matter to you?!"

"It didn't then, because I had nothing to lose!" Karyme shouts, feeling the tears coming on.

Kaiden stops, just.. looking at her. She can't even read his expression at the moment, but reguardless, she keeps talking.

"I had lost my parents the day I was born, the man I considered a father hardly years later, then my friends, and then fucking you!" Karyme cries. "Don't act all innocent, that tape exposed you too! You knew about the possession, the dangers of it, and you still chose not to take me seriously!"

Karyme backs up until she hits the wall. She struggles to steady herself as tears fall down her cheeks.

"Look at me! You think this is what I wanted for myself?! Do you think I wanted to suffer like this, unable to tell you?! I didn't tell you because it's my job to protect us, and I'll be damned before I fail to do it!"

Karyme stops, finally feeling the exhaustion hit her. She slides down against the wall, a mess of tears. She had never, ever, been so overwhelmed with emotion to this point. She couldn't process anything anymore. Everything had fallen apart so quickly, and just like always, she was the one left to pick it all up again.

She cries into her hands until arms wrap around her. Even if she has the urge to fight it, she was completely exhausted from it all, so she just sunk into the embrace, still crying.

She could feel his hands treading through her hair, soothing her. In a hushed whisper, the words, "I'm so sorry" are repeated like clockwork.

She stayed in that embrace for what felt like hours, but in reality it couldn't have been more than 5 minutes.

And even with the warmth and genuine apologies, something inside her was broken. Not her heart, something else..

And Karyme, despite trying to not think about it, could tell that it wouldn't- no, it couldn't be fixed.

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#whumpril2024 #whumprilday3 #shame #whump writing #ouch guys #i may have broken myself with this one.#ik i keep giving this ship of mine shit after shit #but its for a reason #no they srent perfect #but they try their best #couples can fight and still love each other #thats what im trying to protray here #a semi-healthy and realistic relationship #anywho babes #that is pretty much it #and as always #enjoy! :)

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falcorskeeper-blog · 1 year

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evoldir · 1 year

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Fwd: Postdoc: BrighamYoungU.InsectSilkGenomics

Begin forwarded message: > From: [email protected] > Subject: Postdoc: BrighamYoungU.InsectSilkGenomics > Date: 20 March 2023 at 05:03:28 GMT > To: [email protected] > > > > The Frandsen Lab at Brigham Young University seeks a postdoc for > an NSF-funded project focused on silk genetics/genomics in Trichoptera > and Lepidoptera. This project is funded across multiple lab groups > and institutions (Stewart Lab, University of Utah; Kawahara and > Stoppel Labs, University of Florida; Martin Lab, George Washington > University; Hayashi Lab, American Museum of Natural History), with > the goal of integrating across multiple disciplines to assess how > nature shapes silk fiber function. The postdoc selected with work > with other postdocs and graduate students across the partner > institutions. > > We seek a highly motivated individual with a background in > genomics/bioinformatics. The postdoc will lead efforts in combining > genomic, transcriptomic, and proteomic data to characterize the > "silkome" of butterflies, moths, and caddisflies. They will also > be responsible for the organization and coordination of samples. > They will interface with other postdocs and graduate students > involved in the project. The successful applicant will have: > > - A PhD (ABD candidates are welcome) > - Experience in analysis of genetic data, preferably using high > throughput sequencing data > - A knowledge and experience of working in a high-performance > computing environment > - Scripting experience in a coding language like Python or R > - An ability or willingness to work well with others and mentor > both graduate and undergraduate students. > - Coordinate with other institutions in data sharing and analyses. > > Also desirable, but not essential: > - a knowledge of Lepidoptera/Trichoptera and/or insects in general > - most publications from graduate work near submission > - well organized > - laboratory skills > - fieldwork skills > > BYU is a selective private university sponsored by the Church of > Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints with a student body of ~32,000 > students. There are exceptional opportunities to mentor both graduate > and undergraduate students. The Plant and Wildlife Department is > composed of faculty in genetics, environmental science and > sustainability, and wildlife conservation that are collegial and > collaborative. BYU has state-of-the-art computational resources > (https://ift.tt/vtQC3PW) and a DNA sequencing > center (https://ift.tt/5IeAP40). The postdoc would have the > opportunity to mentor undergraduate students from several related > majors (bioinformatics, genetics, and biodiversity) as well as > graduate students working directly on the SPIN project. There is > also the opportunity for the postdoc to develop their own research. > > BYU is located in the heart of the Rocky Mountains in Provo Utah > at 4500 feet elevation (~1400 m). It is a mecca for outdoor activities > and is close to five national parks, 20 minutes to ski resorts, 15 > minutes to world-class rock climbing, endless hiking and mountain > biking opportunities, off-roading, and 20 minutes to blue-ribbon > trout streams. Provo has a population of ~116,000 and is part of > the Wasatch Front metropolitan area with ~two million people and > has all the amenities of a large city. There is free public transport > within Provo and across the Wasatch Front (including to Salt Lake > City). > > Interested candidates should send a CV and any questions to > [email protected]. > > Paul Frandsen

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i was just thinking abt sapnap w a size kink 🤭 i’m super short (like 4’11) & i just think so many thoughts abt him <3 -🐼

sapnap with a size kink

masterlist & descrip. rated r. 16+. size kink. gn!reader.

a/n. NO FR BC SAPNAP W A SIZE KINK WOULD BE UNEXPECTED BUT IT MAKES SENSE

when you held hands with sapnap before you started officially dating, he'd noticed how much smaller your hands were than his and it made his chest swell with a warmth he assumed was just pride

or when he thought it was the honeymoon stage that made him smile so wide when he looked down at your wide eyes

or even when you were lying on top of him and he realised just how easily he could encompass you with his body, like a blanket

sapnap who relishes in the feeling of knowing he could overpower you so easy simply because he's bigger than you

”it's almost like you were made for me peach.” he'd tell you when he bottomed out. ”so pretty, so small under me.”

he holds your hand, keeping his eyes trained on yours as he fucks into you

”shit, sap, y'so big inside me.. fuck!” he could've creamed right then and there. that's when he knew it really was a kink for him.

absolutely ruins his mind thinking about the difference in size and it forces a realisation of just how much he wanted, no needed to claim you, leaving marks all over your body and cum dripping out of you and down your shaking legs

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Snow Falls

Pairing: Charles x Arthur Summary: After Charles had found Arthur unconscious on that mountain and he vowed that he'd never leave him again. Now he’d broken that vow. Words:3018 Chapter 1/1

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And the snow falls, the wind calls The year turns round again 'Til then put your trust in tomorrow my friend For yesterday's over and done

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The cabin was the best way up a mountain, far from prying eyes. They were safe here. Arthur could rest here. Charles could almost rest too but he would be lying if he said that he didn’t spend the moments that he wasn’t caring for Arthur looking over his shoulder for bounty hunters, Pinkertons or worse, Dutch and Micah.

Arthur was awake before Charles, he had gotten out of bed and was stoking the fire. “I can do that,” Charles said huskily, still half asleep and half dressed, getting out of bed and going over to Arthur.

Arthur's frame was slimmer than it had been a few months ago, a few months ago when Arthur had been well enough to eat. At that time, Charles had been able to see Arthur's spine through his paper white skin when the older outlaw let Charles bathe him. No matter how hard Charles tried to get Arthur to eat more, he didn't. He couldn't. Some days, he had no appetite. Some days, it was all he could do to get out of bed and sit by the cabin window. His brilliant blue eyes were less blood shot now though, perhaps because the stillness of the mountains allowed him to sleep compared to their tiny but noisy room in Saint Denis. The colour had returned to his sallow cheeks and he was beginning to grow stronger day by day.

But Charles could still hear Arthur's breaths sometimes, laboured and shaky. He tried to hide how breathless he became doing simple things like even brushing the horses, tried to stifle his coughs from Charles perhaps because he was embarrassed but of course, nothing escaped Charles.

“I know,” Arthur replied, “but I want to. Maybe you can let me chop the firewood from now on - you always do it.” “Oh Arthur…” Charles started. “Don’t oh Arthur me, “ Arthur said quickly. “Charles, I know you’re just trying to help but… I’m bored! I’m so damned bored, stuck in a little cabin in the middle of nowhere like… Like Little Red Riding Hood!” Charles chuckled at this. “It ain’t funny, Charles.” Arthur said huffily, continuing to stoke the fire doggedly. “You said we’d be across the border soon and I’m... I'm feeling better. We could go soon.”

Charles sighed, he reached for Arthur’s face. Arthur let Charles stroke the soft downy hair out of his eyes and caress his cheek tenderly. “I just want to take care of you, my love. You’re… well, you’re still healing.” “I’m fine…” Arthur started but Charles brushed his thumb over Arthur’s lips in a bid to silence him. They held each other’s gaze, it hadn’t gone unnoticed by Charles thart Arthur's shimmering blue eyes were more tired these days. But he was still the man Charles had fallen in love with, loved like no other. “We're lucky we've made it this far. I don't want to push the limits. We’ll go as soon as you’re ready, I promise.” Charles said gently, moving his head closer to Arthur's, “you know what the doctor said, you must rest.” “Charles-” “Arthur…”

They didn’t say it often. Arthur would flush and look away and Charles found himself getting tongue tied. So he kissed Arthur and Arthur kissed back. Arthur was always so strong but at the feel of Charles's lips to his own, he softened. He sighed into Charles’s mouth.

“You've spent your whole life taking care of other people,” Charles said to him in earnest, “let me take care of you. Just this one time.” Arthur was powerless to argue.

****

Charles chopped firewood in the morning, made sure Arthur took the medicine the doctor had prescribed for him for his pneumonia with his breakfast of eggs and potatoes. After that, Charles cleaned his guns, crafted some arrows and mended some of his clothes that seemed to miraculously sprout holes faster than he could stitch them. Arthur dozed, the medicine made him drowsy and the warmth from the fireplace only exacerbated things. Charles was glad to see Arthur resting, though. Once he was better, they would head further north into Canada and start a new life. Get some land. Maybe some animals, too. Maybe change their names. Spend every day together. Grow old together. Forget what happened out east. Love each other until they stopped drawing breath… But Arthur wasn’t well enough yet. Charles had waited this long, he could wait a while longer.

Charles’s cough started that evening after dinner. Arthur’s eyes widened, “d-did I..?” Charles shook his head and laughed softly, “it’s not contagious. I must have caught the cold, that’s all.” By the next morning, the cough had worsened and Charles's chest hurt; it felt like he was tearing through him with each swing of his axe while he chopped the firewood as usual. He fixed breakfast while Arthur slept in - he hadn’t slept well during the night, he'd woken wheezing a few times and sweating. Charles had feared it was a fever but he seemed better by the time he awoke the next day.

Charles didn’t tell Arthur that it hurt when he moved, that his head felt stuffy and the blood pounded like he’d been running. But he didn’t need to. Arthur noticed that Charles seemed groggy and tired. “It’s just a cold. I’ll be fine.” Charles said dismissively.

But Arthur saw how he shivered as he tried to stitch the clothes he hadn’t managed to finish yesterday.

“Come to bed.” “Arthur, I’m hardly in the mood-” Charles was cut off by Arthur’s rasping laugh. “I ain’t propositioning you, Mr Smith.” Charles looked over at Arthur who was still lying down and felt his cheeks burn hot with embarrassment. “It’s warm here. We can keep each other warm, pair o’ invalids together.” Arthur said, patting the bed beside him. Charles smirked. “How can I resist?”

So the pair of them spent the rest of the day in bed together, huddling under the blankets, Charles's head aching and his chest tight, dozing in each other's arms in a contended way that they’d never really been able to when they had been living a life on the run.

They spent the next few days like that until the worst of Charles's cold passed. Arthur seemed to enjoy this role reversal of taking care of Charles. He made him hot herbal tea that he said Hosea had taught him to brew. Better than that stuff you buy in the store. Whether the tea really helped or not, Charles was able to get up and back to his usual self (or near enough,) after a couple of days. But by this time, there was almost no food left in the cabin. “I’m going hunting,” Charles told Arthur that morning. “Charles… you’re not well.” Arthur said sleepily, holding his hand as he went to leave the bed to get dressed. Charles tugged away reluctantly, fingers slipping through Arthur's like water. “I’m well enough. Besides, we’ll both starve if I don’t go. I’ll be back before nightfall, I promise you.”

But he wasn’t.

The snow came down heavy and thick. Charles cursed himself for being so careless, so stupid. He’d been tracking a mountain ram, perhaps a little too far. He should have known when to give up and turn back, maybe ride into town the next day and get supplies from the general store but as much as Charles would never admit it, it was his pride that kept him out longer than he should have been. He didn’t want to return to Arthur empty handed, though he knew Arthur wouldn’t be disappointed. It was stupid, male pride. It was that pride that found him unable to get back across the mountain to the cabin, to Arthur. Taima had always been a strong horse but this had proven to be her limit. The snowstorm rolled across the hills and Charles was lucky in that he found a cave that looked like it had once been home to animals of some sort - wolves he suspected - but now seemed empty. He did his best to light a fire for them both but the wood he managed to gather in the boisterous wind was too wet and the embers soon died out.

The storm swirled and the wind howled. He was reminded of the time after the Blackwater fiasco, when the gang had been stuck in a storm at Colter. It seemed like a lifetime ago now. He had shared his first kiss with Arthur not long after that, just before the gang had moved from Horseshoe Overlook to Clemens Point. He remembered that night, when they’d camped under the stars in Big Valley, how Charles had felt so comfortable with Arthur in a way he’d never felt with anyone else. He’d never foreseen this future for himself, falling for a man, a white man, a murderer and outlaw… but Charles knew he couldn't question the way the world turns. All he knew was that he cared for Arthur in a way that set his heart on ablaze like nothing before.

Rains Fall had looked him deeply in the eyes that night when Arthur returned to Beaver Hollow and said, “go to him.” Charles had opened his mouth to protest but Rains Fall shook his head steadfastly, He had wore a sorrowful smile but the look in his eyes was as resolute as ever. “I have lost too many people I love, Mr Smith. You have too.” He lay his hand gently on Charles’s shoulder. “Mr Morgan can be saved. He needs you more than we do, now go.”

So Charles had rode into the night, the sky had gone from deepest navy to a blanket of obsidian above him. No stars shone. Charles rode desperately to Arthur, each beat of his heart was Arthur’s name as he flattened his body to Taima’s and urged her faster and faster, please, girl. Please just this once, please.

He had found Arthur unconscious on that mountain and he vowed that he'd never leave him again. Now he’d broken that vow.

As the snow came down harder and faster than ever, Charles paced the cave, flooded with images of Arthur alone in the cabin and endless “what ifs?” Eventually the night rolled in, the moon reflecting off of the snow as if it were the ocean and Charles knew he he could do nothing but wait.

Two days passed. Charles managed to start a fire and kept himself and Taima warm. It was a comfort to have her there, she'd been through a lot with him and turned out to be the most loyal of everyone in the end. On the third morning, the snow had all but stopped and it was so serene on the mountain now, as if the storm had never happened. Charles mounted up and urged Taima back to the cabin, fearing the worst with every beat of his heart.

****

It was dark by the time Charles burst through the door of the cabin, Arthur was already on his feet. Neither said anything as they embraced, Charles holding Arthur so tight to his chest, tighter than he should be he didn’t care. Needed to feel the warmth of the other man, to feel his breath on his neck as they stood like that while time seemed to stand still and all that could be heard was the crackling from the fire. He wouldn’t let Arthur go ever again.

And then they were kissing. Kissing without care nor hesitation nor complexity. Just two people so fiercely in love.

“I’ve missed you,” Charles breathed, kissing Arthur so hard it almost knocked the air from his lungs. “I love you,” came Arthur’s reply, his lips soft and warm against Charles’s cold ones.

He’d missed Arthur desperately, that feeling that he might not see him again, just like the night he went to the mountain had flooded him Every doubt he’d ever had, every time he had wondered if he had made the right decision was erased.

He kissed Arthur hard, bruisingly so. Arthur sighed into the kiss, lacing his arms around Charles’s neck and pressing their bodies together.

Charles had never loved anyone like this, never felt the branches grow, felt it take root in him until it was at his very centre. All consuming. The reason he woke up in the morning and the reason he didn't just give up when things looked bleak. The reason the sunsets looked beautiful and the reason why food tasted good.

Charles didn't know which one of them had started to the bed or maybe it was both but suddenly, he was lying Arthur down and Arthur was kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt.

Charles hesitated, “Arthur… Are you sure?” He asked gently.

They’d only done this a handful of times, Arthur inexperienced and shy about his body, Charles not wanting to press the issue because of Arthur’s inexperience but also because Arthur was still frail. But he’d make love to Arthur every day if he could just to see the way the older man’s eyes seemed to shine when he lay beneath Charles and how his face lost all tension when it was enraptured by bliss.

Since Arthur got sick, they hadn’t been able to be intimate. Arthur’s health was more important. And then they were moving from place to place, Charles paranoid that someone had recognised them from their bounty posters even though he would slip out at night sometimes while Arthur slept and tear them down, burning them in the fire.

This was the first time in months that they were truly alone. Arthur leaned up to kiss Charles’s lips, before pulling away, their eyes meeting in a rich gaze, “it’s ok… I want to do this.” he told him

Charles brushed Arthur’s hair from his face, the love he felt overpowering him, hands working away at Arthur’s shirt and union suit until he was bare. Charles kissed his lover’s pale, flushed skin, ran his lips tenderly over the gunshot wound at his shoulder, let his tongue flick teasingly around Arthur's nipples and softly nibble at his stomach, delighting in how Arthur quaked beneath him and gasped.

Arthur’s hands reached for Charles, too, slipping his shirt off of him, fingers working at buttons and fastenings until Charles was freed of his clothes. Arthur continued, caressing the wide expanse of Charles’s back, down his flank and kneading his ass. Charles chuckled softly. “I want you,” Arthur whispered. “You’re sure?” “Y-yeah.”

Charles rolled them both over so that Arthur was now astride him. His feet remained planted on the floor, his hips supported by the bed, Arthur straddled him. Both were panting and flushed, both achingly hard.

Arthur looked away hesitantly, arms moving up instinctively to cover himself but Charles held his wrists gently, “I want to see you, all of you.” Still not meeting Charles’s gaze, Arthur positioned himself over Charles’s length and, not able to wait any longer, after quickly slicking it with hair pomade (that tore a shiver down Charles’s spine but he managed to stop himself from bucking up into Arthur), he sunk down, swallowing Charles inch by inch.

Both of them gasped and moaned softly. Arthur’s dazzling eyes closed now as he adjusted to the length buried deep inside him to the hilt..

Arthur moved, he groaned as he did so. Charles filled him, felt so big inside. He reached down, steading himself by placing his palms on Charles's broad chest and then began to find a pace that he could enjoy. Charles watched with adoration as Arthur rode him, slow and sensual at first. He saw the flush deepening, saw his brow furrow as he found a rhythm, Charles placed his hands on Arthur’s hips to steady him Charles reached up to caress Arthur torso, his hips, the swell of his ass. The older outlaw’s weight bared down on him, engulfing him. Everything from the past few days, the past awful months felt like white noise. All Charles could focus on was his hard cock inside Arthur, his breathing, Arthur’s moans, their bodies rubbing against each other's, the feel of Arthur’s erection on his stomach as he slid in and out out of him, him becoming part of Arthur and Arthur becoming part of him.

It didn’t take long for Arthur's moans to grow louder and for him to bring himself down harder, passage squeezing Charles, making Charles growl in response. Arthur’s eyes rolled back and his body stiffened, he juddered almost collapsing if Charles hadn’t been holding him. He came without touching himself the first time. Charles saw the ecstasy clouding Arthur’s vision and as he barely came down from his first orgasm, he began to chase a second, raising his hips, grinding down on Charles with a force that Charles hadn't been certain Arthur wasn't capable of. Arthur huffed and cursed, he chanted Charles's name between low, careless moans. Charles groaned, doing his best not to spill himself in Arthur just yet and fill him up as much as would love to, Arthur’s heat was hypnotising but so was the way he moved, so was the way he looked above him, fawn coloured hair framing his handsome face, biting down on his lip, unable to hide how good this made him feel, how much he loved this,

Charles’s cock wrung orgasm after orgasm out of Arthur until he was left breathless and exhausted and finally collapsed into Charles’s arms. Charles thrust up into Arthur now, shivering and chest rumbling as he came, foreheads pressed together, breath hot on his face, Arthur’s lips trailing lazy kisses over his skin until they both stilled and lay in each others arms.

They lay like that until it began to grow light again outside and Charles could hear birdsong. "I love you," Charles murmured. Arthur slipped his hand in Charles's and whispered it back before he began to snore softly.

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