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marchtomydrums · 2 years
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Speak Up
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Olivia Benson x Reader
Rated M
Request: Could you do one with Olivia x Amanda or Olivia x reader? Where Liv is the teacher and the student came to her house for a "private" lesson or something.
By now you should be used to the damp panties and ache between your thighs. It has become quite common since the beginning of the semester. Yet here you are struggling to keep still in your seat. From the short brown hair that frames her face just perfectly to the black leather jacket that hugs her just right to the cocky attitude and everything in between causes a flood twice a week. Professor Benson was without a doubt the hottest professor on campus. You have never had so much trouble focusing on a subject before. In all honesty, you might even be failing this class. You weren't sure. However, the thought of having to retake this course has its appeal. “How can you focus on anything when she looks like this? God, I gotta stop she's probably straight.” you think to yourself. “I don't see a ring though...ugh...
Stop!!!!
Wow, that sounded loud in my head.”
“Y/N?” she calls to you gaining your attention. The whole class is looking at you. “Holy shit did I say that out loud.”
“Yes?” You asked timidly.
“Are you okay or can I finish the lecture?” she asked raising her eyebrows.
“Umm, yeah sure.” you stuttered. A blush spreads across your face as the class snickers.
For the next ten minutes, you’re quiet as can be. Praying for the clock to hurry up so you can sprint out the door. As soon as Professor Benson dismissed the class you shot up out of your seat. Halfway to the door, you hear her call your name. You stop in your tracks and brace yourself for the humiliation to come.
Walking to her desk you can feel your cheeks burning and your heart pounding. She waits until every soul is gone until it's just the two of you. She sits down in her seat and you feel as if she's staring into your soul.
“Tell me y/n. Do you find my class boring?” she asked.
“N...noo Professor Benson not at all” you stutter.
She smiles “ I noticed that you tend to zone out during my lectures. Which is why it's not hard to believe that your grades are slipping. Your papers are very interesting and captivating to read. However, your in work class and communication are lacking.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I would love for you to express these thoughts with your peers. That's the purpose of a lecture to listen but to also bounce ideas and thoughts off of each other. Do you think you're too good to speak to your peers?”
“No! I just don't like to talk in class. I'm ss..sorry I’ll try to speak more. “ you said trying to swallow your emotions.
She sighed as she watched you duck your head hiding your eyes from her.
“Y/n I don't mean to upset you I just want you to be well rounded and to take advantage of the environment you are in.”
“I understand.”
“You're a good student. I just want you to thrive and seek more.”
“I understand. I'll try harder.”
“I hope you understand that I truly mean no harm. I'd just hate to see you waste your potential. With that being said I believe this belongs to you.” she says handing over the paper. Your eyes scan the paper seeing the bright red A+ at the top.
“Like I said you're a good student. Your papers are by far my favorite to read.” She smiles.
You smiled looking at her.
“Thank you, Professor Benson. “
“No thanks needed you did all the hard work. However, If you wish to have a better mark you need to participate and work on your public speaking.”
“I understand.”
“Now I don’t normally do this but I’m willing to offer some extra credit. If you’re interested?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Good. I’ll see you Thursday night. I have your number on file I send you the details.” She says with a smile.
“Thank you Professor Benson I appreciate it.”
“No problem. I’ll see you then.”
You smiled nodding your head as you gathered your things to leave.
“And y/n?” She calls out causing you to turn around.
“When it’s just the two of us you can call me Olivia.”
“Olivia?”
“Mhm hmm.”
“Okay. See you later Olivia.” You smiled walking out the door.
The next day you received a text message from Olivia. It was an address and she said to meet her at 7. As you replied “ Okay” as your stomach formed knots. You were extremely anxious about being alone with her. What if you said something stupid or acted like a fool. You'd never be able to live it down. You sighed as you prepared for bed slightly dreading but also excited about tomorrow night.
The next day went by rather quickly as you mentally prepared for your meeting with the professor. Walking to the address you take in your surroundings discovering that this must be her apartment. You gulped as you headed for the door. Taking deep breaths you tried to calm yourself on the elevator ride up to her door. Finding it pretty quickly you gently knocked waiting. A few minutes later the door opens reliving Olivia. Your breath caught in your throat as you took in the sight of her. Her short brown hair was messier than usual.
She wore a pair of tight dark blue jeans and an NYPD t-shirt and you were pretty sure she didn't have anything underneath it.
She smiles stepping aside for you to enter.
“Y/n, right on time. Come in.”
You smiled entering the apartment.
“Would you like something to drink? I have water? Tea? Wine?”
“Wait,” she says stopping in her tracks.
“How old are you again?”
“22.” you stuttered.
“Ah. So yes I have wine or a beer if you prefer that.”
You shake your head “Water is fine.”
She smiles “Okay. I'll be right back.”
You smiled as she walks into the kitchen. Taking a moment you gather yourself as you look around her apartment. It's simple, laid back. There are countless books, and files scattered across the coffee table. She was working before you showed up. Taking a seat on the couch you run your hands down your jeans as you tried to calm your nerves.
“Here you go,” she says offering you the glass of water.
“Thank you.”
She smiles taking a seat next to you.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. No. Umm.Yes.” you stuttered blushing slightly.
“There's no reason to be nervous. As I said before you're a smart girl. I think you just need a little help finding your voice.” she says.
You nod. “Yes.”
Olivia smiles “You know I've found the best way to do so is to express what you want. Do you know what you want y/n?”
“Like in class?”
“Sure. Or in general.”
“Umm. I want to pass your course and I want to be a journalist.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes. I love to write. To tell a story.”
“Well that much is obvious.” she chuckles. You looked up at her in confusion.
“I told you that your papers are my favorite to read.”
“Oh. Right. Sorry, I forgot.”
“That's alright. Tell me why is it that you space out in my class hmm?”
“Well, I umm.”
“I've seen you on campus. You seem to be very aware of your surroundings. Which leads me to believe that there is a distraction for you in my class. Is there?”
“Is there what?”
“A distraction.”
“Well, I umm.”
“Speak up.”
“Yes,” you said breathlessly.
She nods “hmm I thought so. And what might that be?”
“I...umm..”
“Would it be me?” she asked with a grin.
Your cheeks flushed and covered with a bright pink tint. The older woman chuckled.
“I thought so. And why might that be y/n?”
You shake your head not knowing how to respond. Olivia smiles grabbing your hands. “Can I tell you a secret?” she asked.
You looked up at her nodding your head.
“I find myself distracted by you as well.”
“You do?”
“Mhmm. Can you tell me why?”
“Why what?”
“Why I'm such a distraction for you.” she smiles.
“Umm. Well. I..”
“Are you thinking about me?” she asked gently running her fingertips up and down your thigh.
“Yes,” you whispered.
“Mmm. Sexual things?” she husked.
“Yes,” you answered slightly shocked by your confession.
She chuckles “I see. And what is it that you want dear?”
You looked up at her with wide eyes and your mouth slightly open not knowing what to say. She leans in just inches away from your lips. “Tell me what you want.”
“You.”
She grins slowly moving her lips closer to yours until they're barely touching.
“Do you want to kiss me?” she asked.
Your eyes closed as you breathed in her scent. “Yes.”
She hums “Do you want to fuck me?”
“Yes,” you whispered moaning as her mouth attaches to yours.
Olivia circles her arms around your waist pulling you to sit in her lap. Her mouth never leaving yours. You moaned at the taste of her tongue exploring your mouth. She hums pulling you closer as you begin to grind on her. Pulling back she looks up at you with lust in her eyes. “Do you want me to fuck you?” she asked. You nod your head. She smiles shaking hers “Tell me.”
“Yes. I want you to fuck me,” you whispered. She grins lifting you off her lap to stand in front of her. Carefully unbuttoning your jeans she slowly slides them down your legs throwing them to the side once you stepped out. She wastes no time freeing you from your panties as well. Looking up at you with a smile she asked “Do you want me to kiss you?”
“Yes,” you whispered.
“Where?” she asked.
You breathed deeply trying to control your heavy pants. She smiles lifting your shirt exposing your stomach placing a gentle kiss. “Here?”
“No.”
She grins dragging her tongue down your stomach as she reaches your hip bone kissing it gently. “Here?”
“Lower.” you moaned. She smiles as he drags her tongue lower her eyes never leaving yours. Kissing the top of your cunt she whispered “Here?”
“Lower.” you moaned.
Her tongue slides lower until she dips it in between your folds causing your head to sway back. “Here,” she asked kissing your clit gently. “Yes.” you moaned loudly.
She grins using her fingertips to expose your now throbbing bud. Taking a long lick across it causing you to Shutter. Her lips hover around it before she sucks it into her mouth. You moaned deeply as your fingers tangled in her hair. She hums and moans against you causing vibrations that are sending you into a pleasurable bliss.
“Olivia.” you sighed holding on to her short brown locks as she sucks.
Wrapping her arms around your waist she pulls you into her face as she feasts on you. You moaned and sighed holding on tight as she brings you closer and closer. Your legs wobble and shake causing you to stumble slightly. Olivia pulls back looking up at you as she sits back against the couch tugging you to straddle her lap.
Once you were settled she hooks her hand behind your head pulling you in for a passionate kiss. Pulling back slightly she whispered, “What do you want?”
You whined looking up at her.
“Speak up! Tell me, love.”
“I want you,” you whispered.
“How?”
You grind your hips against her legs “Inside of me.”
She smiles entering you with two long fingers. “Ahh.” you moaned dropping your head against hers.
“Take what you want. Tell me how you want it,” she orders.
You rolled your hips meeting her pace breathing deeply against her mouth.
“Faster,” you whispered.
Olivia picks up the pace “Like that?”
“Yes! Yes. Just like that.” you chant rolling your hips vigorously. She grins watching you ride her fingers.
Once you got lost in the pleasure it was easier for you to say what you wanted.
“More.”
“More?” she asked adding another finger.
“Yes! God yes!”
“Do you like that?”
“Yes! Yes! Liv.”
She smiles keeping her pace as she watches you slowly make your way towards the edge. “Close,” you whispered.
“Your close?”
“Yes.”
“What do you need baby?”
“Ah.Mhmm. I..umm. God. Olivia.” you stuttered getting lost in the pleasure.
“Tell me!” she growls.
“Thumb. My clit.” you moaned as her thumb circled the bud.
“Like that?”
“Yes! Yes! Ah. God.”
Olivia chuckles leaning to give you a sloppy kiss. You moaned wrapping your arms around her neck.
“I'm coming,” you whispered.
Brown eyes locked onto yours as she twisted her fingers deep inside of you.
“Then come for me, baby,” she growled.
That was all it took as your body arched into hers. Fire spread across your limbs as you screamed her name. She quickly covers your mouth with hers swallowing your screams.
Your body goes limp against hers as your hips slowly come to a halt. Her fingers gently thrust in and out of you as you drip down her hand. Your body was on overdrive as your head slumped against her neck. Gently reaching down you grab her wrist halting her thrust.
“Enough,” you whispered.
She hums kissing the side of your head before gently pulling out. The sound of her licking her fingers draws your attention to her. Looking up at her she smiles as she licks every last drop off her fingers.
Sitting up in her lap you smiled at her shyly. She chuckled “You're a piece of work. There’s no way you can come like that and still be shy.”
You smiled shrugging your shoulders. “Maybe I still need a few lessons.”
“Is that so?”
You leaned in kissing her “Yes.”
“Well maybe we can work something out,” she whispers.
“Next Thursday?” you asked innocently.
She chuckled “Of course. Anything for my favorite student.”
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pickled-flowers · 3 months
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Sex positivity is also about not calling Ace people prude and using virgin as an insult 👍 hope that helps
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parachutingkitten · 4 months
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'only boring gays survived the AIDS crisis' on top of being just an insanely horrific and dismissive sentiment to have, is also weirdly acephobic? Like you can only make good art if you have a bunch of sex?
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leonardcohenofficial · 4 months
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literally nine would have treated martha so right i don’t even wanna TALK ABOUT IT
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mechamedusa · 8 months
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you pay for an hour with toji and he tells you with a knowing smirk that if he makes you tap out before the time is up then his price doubles
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lazyveran · 5 months
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minthara using psychic sex beam
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sirenserendipity · 2 months
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thinking about that time a girl was strapping me so fucking well with my legs pulled up around her waist. deep consistent strokes and kissing me at the same time. at some point my mind just fucking broke and i felt this wave of pleasure roll through me, like i was not cumming- it was something totally different. and when it happened i reflexively shot my hand out on instinct and wrapped my fingers tight around her throat above me. immediately when i did it my eyes snapped open and i put my free hand on her side to stop her. i started apologizing because we hadn’t talked about choking yet and i told her that had never happened before and i'm asking her if she’s okay because obviously i'm worried, telling her that was super not okay of me to do and we should stop. this woman looks me dead in my fucking eyes, and LAUGHS at me. she goes, “do it again.” then proceeds to start RAILING me before i can even ask if she's sure. whew- what an afternoon
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novaiisk · 10 months
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🔆Terzo is safe in Omegas arms🔆
Everybody makes Terzo all depressed all the time so IM LETTING HIM BE HAPPY FOR ONCE ‼️‼️
[[ PRINT ]] [ part 2 ]
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sapphsorrows · 5 months
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trans is an inherently spiritual belief. you believe that somehow, in an unfalsifiable way, you were born the wrong gender. i don't have to believe that. i have freedom of religion, and therefore freedom from religion. i am an atheist. i don't believe in god. i don't believe in weird spiritual gender woo. expecting me to refer to your spiritual gender instead of your biological sex is like expecting me to pray to your god and getting mad when i don't. sorry not sorry <3 i only care about material reality.
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marchtomydrums · 2 years
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Wildcard 18
Sorry, it took so long. 🙃
Alex’s POV:
It's been about two months since you left. Olivia has slumped into a depression. She barely speaks, she barely eats, she's lost without you. She hardly ever leaves the apartment unless for work and even that has taken a hit with her attitude and disconnected demeanor. Fin has agreed to step in and take over for the time being until Olivia can get her head on straight.
I’ve tried to be supportive from a distance trying to give her time to figure it all out. As of right now, I feel like I’m dammed if I do and dammed if I don’t. My presence angers her but so does my absence. So I’ve tried to only come when I’m needed or when I haven’t heard from her in a while.
Over the last two months, I’ve felt incredibly guilty for how this all went down. Casey and Delana have both told me how they felt about my part. And they’re right I’ve been selfish and stubborn and because of that, you’re in pain and now so is Olivia. I never wanted to be the cause of that but yet here we are.
I’ve tried to reach out to you a couple of times but each time I’ve been met with silence. I don’t blame you but it hurts. It makes me feel worse about everything. I have to figure out a way to make this right.
I sigh to myself as I walk into the apartment I'm met with darkness and silence. The once cozy and bright home is now a dark hole that houses only Olivia.
“Liv,” I call out as I place the grocery bags on the counter. When I received no response I decided to search for her. Walking into the bedroom I find the brunette passed out on the floor surrounded by photos and empty beer cans. Bending down I pick up a photo of you and Olivia. You're smiling wide as Olivia kisses your cheek. I smile at the photo as tears prick my eyes. Sighing I look down at her as I try to coax her out of her drunken slumber.
“Liv. Olivia.” I whispered shaking her. She groans looking up at me.
“What do you want?”
“You need to get up and shower. Come on. I'll clean up in here while you wash up.”
The brunette groans snatching her arm from me.
“Just leave me, Alex!”
“No! Come on get up!” I shout grabbing her arms to lift her.
Finally, I get her to her feet as she yanks herself away from me stumbling backwards. I lean forward reaching her just in time before she crashes into the bedside table.
“Liv.” I sighed.
“Just leave me here Alex! Just go!” she screams as tears fall from her eyes.
“I'm not going anywhere so you might as well just give it up.”
She sighs rolling her eyes at me.
“Just leave Alex. I won't hold it against you. Everyone always leaves.” she cries.
Her words break my heart. I've never seen her so broken. Olivia is always the strong one. Always the one in charge, always the rock for everyone to lean on. It's hard to see her this way.
I shake my head as I lift her chin. “I'm not going anywhere. I want you to shower, brush your teeth, and comb your hair. I'm going to clean up this mess and then I'm going to cook some food okay?”
She nods as she stumbles toward the bathroom. I sigh as I look around. “I've definitely got my work cut out for me.”
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Readers POV:
Every day seems harder than the next. Alex has reached out a few times but each time you ignore her. It's not that you're trying to be rude to her but you need space. Olivia has called, texted, and emailed whatever she can to try to get in touch with you. But again you've given nothing but silence.
Casey and Delana have been nice enough to share their home with you for the last two months. Watching the two of them together has given you mixed feelings. Partly because they're just so cute and so in love and it makes you miss Olivia. But it also makes you angry to think about how you two used to be before Alex.
When you met Olivia she was a breath of fresh air. You have never had someone in your life care so deeply for you. Protect you. Love you. Olivia saved you from the darkness that was your life. She gave you hope, love, and happiness. And now, it felt like the darkness has returned stronger than it was before.
As you lay in bed scrolling through your photos you come across one of your favorites. Olivia is kissing your cheek as you smile into the camera. You release fresh tears as you think back to that day.
Back when Olivia was the sweetest, most caring, and most attentive partner you ever had. Back when it was new and fun. Before all of the drama, insecurities, and Alex.
As mad as you were at her you still craved her. You still wanted to be near her. The distance made you feel as if a part of you was dying. But you knew you needed a break from it all.
A knock on the door gains your attention. You sighed as you dragged yourself out of bed. Maybe Delana and Casey forgot their keys. You hoped at least because you weren't in the mood to deal with people right now.
But you were shocked when you opened the door to see Alex.
The blonde gives you a small smile and whispered “Hi.”
“Uhh.Hi.”
“Can I come in for a moment?”
You nodded your head stepping to the side allowing her in. She smiles looking over the apartment as you close the door.
You turned to her giving her an awkward smile.
“Soo. How have you been?” she asked.
“Just peachy Al. You?” you said sarcastically.
“I've been better,” she says.
You chuckled shaking your head. “Why are you here Alex?”
The blonde sighs “Because Olivia has fallen off the deep end. She hardly leaves her home. She drinks every night. She doesn't work. She barely speaks to anyone. She's lost y/n.”
“And you want me to do what?”
“I want you to talk to her. Please. I know you're upset and you have every right to be but this isn't like Olivia. I'm scared y/n. She's either sobbing in my arms or screaming at me until I walk out the door. I don't know what to do.” she says her voice cracking with emotion.
You sighed pulling her into your embrace as she cries trying to hold back your own tears.
Alex relaxes in your embrace holding you tight. “We both know that she's never wanted to be like her mother. Alone and always drunk. Angry and abusive to herself and others. I don't know what to do..”
You sighed pulling back from her. “I'll talk to her. But I want to make myself clear that this doesn't mean I'm coming back. This doesn't change anything.”
The blonde nods “I know.” “I'm so sorry. I know that I played a part in this as well. And I'm sorry you got hurt. And even though I shouldn't I do miss you.”
You give her a small smile “I know Al. I miss you too. Ironically we've become great friends in all of this mess. And while you did play a part my problem isn't with you it's Liv. She has to decide what she wants. As much as I care for you I can't compete with you for Olivia anymore.”
“Compete?? Ohh honey I never even came close to her loving me the way she loves you. She felt that our relationship was jaded and saw an opportunity to fix it. But she's never looked at me the way she looks at you. I really hope you two can work this out. Because you two are made for each other.” she says with a smile.
“What about you?”
She grins “I'll be fine. Olivia and I are better as friends and so are we. I don't want to lose either one of you that way no matter how this ends.”
“Well I can't speak for Olivia but you won't lose me. “ you said giving her a small smile. She smiles back pulling you in for a hug.
“I'm so sorry.” She cries.
“I know.”
Clearing her throat she pulls back. “Okay, well I will get out of your hair. Thank you for opening the door.”
“You're welcome. And I will text Olivia maybe we can meet for lunch or something. So we can talk. ”
“Great. I hope she will listen to you. Good luck.” She smiles heading to the door. Before she leaves she looks back at you with a sad smile.
“See ya around?”
You chuckled “I’ll see you soon Al.”
She smiles shutting the door behind her.
You sighed as tears streamed down your face. Pulling out your phone you sent Olivia a text.
-Hey it’s me. Meet me tomorrow at the diner at noon.-
A few seconds later your phone chimes.
-y/n?-
-Ohh okay, I’ll see you at noon.-
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alevens · 2 months
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zolu is maybe one of the easiest ships i've ever liked. they're dating, except when they're not, they're best friends even when they're kissing and they're still captain and first mate when they aren't. they hold hands, they hug. they have sex. they don't.
Luffy can hold Zoro's katanas and Zoro can hold Luffy's strawhat and no one bats an eye. one says "You're so cool!" and the other says "You're strong" and it's just another way to say "I see you, this is why I follow you/this is why I trust you". it's not seeing each other for a long time and still knowing how the other's steps sound like against wood and sand. the captain runs and the first mate follows. it's always "Zoro and the others" and "Where's Luffy?"
if they're just friends, if they're something more, if they don't have a label for it, at its core, it's just about how they get each other. they understand how the other's mind works. however you view them, it doesn't erase they fact that they love each other in a way they don't love other people.
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annabelle--cane · 7 months
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say it with me everybody: personal health is completely immaterial to morality, including mental health. leading a mentally unhealthy lifestyle (or what you perceive as a mentally unhealthy lifestyle) does not a bad person make. no one has to socialize, exercise, have healthy coping mechanisms, or lead (what you perceive as) a fulfilling life with fulfilling hobbies in the same way that no one has to go to the doctor to get a broken bone reset. both of those types of management of personal health are likely to be beneficial to the individual, but they are in no way moral requirements or debts owed to society. they do not actually say anything about a person's principles, personality, or actions towards others. additionally, people know themselves and their own situations better than you do. maybe a person judges that the physical and financial toll of going to the doctor outweigh the benefit of getting their bone reset, maybe a person just does not have the capacity to develop healthy coping mechanisms at this point in their life, and yes, maybe a person feels like they are totally fulfilled by "media based" hobbies alone and would feel no difference in their life if they picked up a loom. just like. let people be sick without accusing them of being representative of the lazy, degenerated state of modern society.
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overseer-picard · 5 months
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Okay everyone, say it with me: mind melds are intimate, which does not inherently mean sexual.
This has been a PSA from the PASWW (people against sex with whales) Foundation
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staryukis · 5 months
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sooo many vampire!gojo thoughts.. (MDNI)
vampire!gojo who is quite particular about who his victims are, because after centuries of tasting human blood he’s found he has a preference for certain blood types. it’s weird to explain but to him he finds that some just taste sweeter than others (he’s always had such a major sweet tooth after all)
vampire!gojo who catches your scent when you walk past him one day in public and he just knows he has to taste you. he finds you again later that evening and he’s so enthralled with you, the way your heart beats so fast with fear and anticipation. with his heightened senses he could hear the blood pumping through your veins and he all but moans when he finally sinks his teeth into your neck
vampire!gojo who doesn’t normally kill his victims, either, but he’s especially careful when it comes to you. your blood tastes sweeter than any he’s ever had before and it drives him crazy. every time he’s drinking from you he’s torn between the primal urge to suck you dry and the very limited self-control he has to employ to pull away when you start getting lightheaded
vampire!gojo who gets incredibly needy around you because of this. you both get off on this so when he has to pull his lips away he starts whimpering and whining like a little bitch in heat, doing kitten licks at the blood trickling down the open wound on your neck while rutting his clothed erection against your thigh, moaning into your ear about how you’re the sweetest little thing he’s ever had the pleasure of tasting. whole time your head is spinning from the blood loss but the way he started humping your leg when he was drinking you made you start to lazily rub at yourself, breathlessly moaning out his name every time he pressed his tongue flat against the two holes in your neck
vampire!gojo who, despite how much you beg him, refuses to actually turn you, mainly because vampire blood tastes significantly different and he is too addicted to your taste right now to let it go. but then he finds out you got attacked by another vampire and almost killed, and he gets so scared when confronted with your mortality that he turns you on the spot. he never would’ve guessed this would happen, but somehow your blood tasted even sweeter after you turned. you were going to be his sweet thing forever now
. . . ⇢ masterlist
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skynobi · 1 year
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obikin university au but it's dark academia 🕯️🩸🗡️ 📖 ╭( ・ㅂ・)و ̑̑
part 1
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redrocketpanda · 8 months
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Larian had no right making Astarion, with his heinous little personality, so goddamn attractive
Bonus image bc I know how much we all love pathetic little meow meow's bathed in blood:
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