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#the importance of sober consent
yowyowyaoi · 2 months
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Kakuzu, stumbling into Hidan's room: Oi, brat? Braaaat?! What are you doing? Hidan, in bed, half-asleep: What the fuck do you want?! Kakuzu: I want you, you sexy asshole. *gets into bed with Hidan* C'mon, let's get naked and do dirty things to each other ~ Hidan: What the fuck ... old man. Go back to your room. You're drunk. Kakuzu: What? You don't think I love you? You complain all the time that I never want to do it. I wanna do it now, baby ~ Hidan: *gets out of bed and pulls Kakuzu to his feet* Hidan: Oi, I may be a dumb bastard, but even I know it's wrong to take advantage of someone who ain't in their right head. Kakuzu: Head? I could give you some spectacular head, Hidan. *starts trying to unbutton Hidan's pajama pants* Want a demonstration? Hidan: *grabs Kakuzu's hand and holds it in his own* No. If you still want to tomorrow, fine. But not now. Not like this. Now come on ... *starts guiding Kakuzu back to his room* It's time to sleep, eh? Kakuzu: You ... Hidan you're so good to me. You're too good for me. I'm in love with you ... Hidan: *gets Kakuzu to his room, and tucks him carefully into bed* Yeah, yeah ... I love you too, you drunk old fuck. *kisses Kakuzu's forehead* Now sleep, okay? Kakuzu: Okay. Hey, hey Hidan? We're getting married soon. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe -- *nods off and starts snoring* *the next day* Hidan: So, bastard, a few thoughts for our wedding. White and yellow flowers, one of those churches with the stained glass windows, a cake with -- Kakuzu, on his knees and hanging over the toilet, puking: A wedding? IN THIS ECONOMY?!
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having thoughts about how Husk actually has very little left to redeem bc he started his journey of self-change before even coming to work at the hotel, but at the same time redemption isn't even his goal- he ain't even aiming for heaven, he just wanted to be a better person and maybe now with friends and especially Angel, who he supports so much and wants to see succeed, maybe now he has a reason to be a better person
#hazbin hotel#husk#warning I am about to ramble in these tags O7 I have a ridiculous amount of thoughts about this cat bird man#thinking about that word of god from vivzie that Husk is actively fighting his gambling addiction in hell#which besides the pilot we've only seen his gambling mentioned in the past#and idk if it's just because they had to focus on other things but we don't see him drinking as heavily as he did in the pilot#and first few episodes. like he actually wants to be sober#we know he used to be an overlord and we assume that comes with all the terrible overlord qualities#(aka there's no such thing as a good slave owner)#but the Husk we know now has been on both sides of this chain#he knows and respects boundaries. consent is super important to him. this feels like a moral you can't really have to be an overlord#he also sees everyone as more than just what they can do for him specifically. he gets NOTHING out of being Angel's friend#he gets NOTHING out of defending Angel and Cherri during the fight with the Exorcists#he knows when to open up and who to open up to and trust. and he extends a hand to someone in need. someone he ain't even close to-#and if it hasn't changed he is trying to beat his own vices despite not even being a guest of the hotel. he's staff. he doesn't HAVE to#participate in their activities or try to change. he was dragged into this#but dammit he does it anyway#(also if he is still trying to beat his gambling addiction I wonder if the pilot was a relapse. hm)#anyway ig what im trying to say is husk isn't a guest at the hotel but plays the role of a guide for the guests bc he's already#got a very strong and *GOOD* set of morals considering they're in hell#like his level of morals we've only seen /explicitly/ shown in hellborn. and yeah consent and boundaries is rock bottom even for Earth#but they're in hell so somehow the bar manages to be even fucking lower than that so I consider it a win#ALSO THE FACT THAT HE STOOD BETWEEN ANGEL & CHERRI AND THE EXORCISTS??? this mf is willing to DIE for these people#I am 100% sure that if Husk's soul didn't belong to Alastor he would already be redeemed#we don't know what he did in life and we don't know how bad he was as an overlord but we know who husk is /now/#and that person is a pretty damn good guy#he might have some work to do sure but he's already at least started his redemption before the show even began and#we're just seeing the tail end of it#god damn I really rambled in these tags i am so sorry#I just have so many thoughts about him
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littleturtle95 · 2 years
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OCtober day 4, Youth
Prompts by @tkc-info
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Federico let Marco push him on the bed, unsteady on his feet, and looked up at him from the mattress with an uneven breath, his lips swollen from kisses and his pupils blown. Marco got rid of his shoes and got on top of him, the boy arching up his back for friction.
Marco was about to touch him, to do everything he had thought to do to him since he first saw him, then he did the most difficult thing he had ever done and stopped.
“What happened?” Federico asked, annoyed and confused because he stopped so suddenly.
“It happened that you’re Alice’s boyfriend, idiot.”
“Alice cheated on me. She’s not my girlfriend anymore.”
“And you’re drunk. I don’t do this kind of stuff with drunk kids.”
“I am nineteen, I am not a kid.”
Marco did not say that was the most childish reply he’d ever heard. “But you’re drunk.”
“And what so?”
“And so you can’t consent,” he said, gaining some strength back and getting on his feet.
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cambion-companion · 7 months
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Baldur's Gate 3 Characters with Virgin Reader
18+ only obviously. Dirty headcanons under the cut. (these are all the "good" endings btw
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Halsin would honestly be a little in awed shock when you tell him. He'd treat you tenderly, go slowly and save the more rough lovemaking once you're accustomed to his...girth.
There is a lot of emotional connection that goes into the intimate act and knowing its his partner's first time would mean a great deal to him, he takes the perceived responsibility seriously.
Yall would have to go slow though, to accomodate the guy's size. Has strength as his dump stat yet is built like a brick house.
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He's all for the game of seduction, especially if he is still unsure of where he stands with you and your party.
When discovering you're a virgin he acts the part, flirting and using honeyed words to manipulate your heart.
However as the two of you grow closer his feelings also change and he feels anxious about knowing he has your utter consent before taking things further.
He knows what it feels like to be used and wants to avoid causing you the same hurt and feelings of doubt, because against all odds he has begun to care for you.
So much foreplay...SO much foreplay. And you can be in whatever position you want, it's all about your comfort when the time comes to be intimate.
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yeah she'd tease you at first, all in good fun, but still she has to get those sharp words in somewhere.
Soon enough the teasing gives way to concerned questions, not probing too deep into your feelings, but enough to give her hints as to how comfortable you feel with her.
We all know Shadowheart is a slow burn romance, so expect a long buildup while your relationship blossoms.
Lots of sweet kisses and witty flirtations, respecting each other's space until the time feels right to take it to the next level.
perhaps it's after one of your many swimming lessons where you Shadowheart takes the reins and becomes the teacher of a different kind of lesson.
She'd be asking questions throughout, listening to your responses and making sure everything is perfect and you're not feeling rushed.
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Oh she would be so sweet. You know how Karlach is usually quite boisterous and tends toward the goofy side.
She'd sober up right quick when you discuss something so personal with her and she'd be quite pleased you decided to share this with her.
She promises to take it easy on you, at least at first wink wink, and she has the idea to allow you full control to explore her body as much as you wish.
Feel her heart, or at least where her heart used to be, it blazes hotter under your touch.
She might pop the occasional sweet joke, but her eyes and her care is on you the whole time.
She will ask if now is okay, and make sure to gain your express verbal permission before touching your body herself.
She is gentle at first, as promised, but it becomes hard for her to contain her enthusiasm as your coupling progresses. Remind her if you deem it necessary.
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Gale, he'd be surprised but I think pleased.
He would want you to feel comfortable with him, and thus would info dump about his Tressym and the many books he's read about magic and the weave.
It's all about words of affirmation and quality time with Gale, he wants to show you and tell you how much you truly mean to him and reaffirm it is you, not Mystra, with whom is explosive heart now lies.
When the night comes, because he does prefer the romance of a star filled sky, he would ask you if you wish to become one with him.
Maybe astral sex is too soon for the first night, but you can certainly accept when he no doubt extends that offer.
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I think it's pretty much canon that she beats the shit out of you when yall have intimate time...that wouldn't change on account of your virginity.
You'd tell her you're a virgin and she might not even know what that means, I wouldn't be surprised. Either that or she truly does not understand why you think it's important to mention.
She would encourage you to take initiative and assume a more dominant role, prodding you (probably with a stick) if you got too shy.
Later on, in her storyline when she becomes more of an individual unto herself, she will understand the softer aspects of lovemaking.
Then she will be more willing to empathize with the feelings that must come with a first-time coupling, and act a little slower accordingly.
Still prepare yourself for the occasional impatient "tchuk".
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are you kidding, he'd be the ultimate gentleman.
He'd definitely get you a picnic and take you somewhere that smells better than the party camp and that stew Gale attempted to make for supper.
I feel like he'd be more forward than Gale or Karlach, wanting to feel some semblance of peace that your body and your affection could offer.
He'd for sure be drawn to your inexperience, feeling a sense of protectiveness overcome him. (yes yes I understand this post is full of innuendo)
Might wax poetic about his many adventures but pull him in for another kiss and he'll quickly forget his train of thought.
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yes, I made him wait in line, little shit
This cambion knows how to fuck, sit down and block me if you vehemently disagree.
He finds out you're a virgin, and interested in him? Game over.
He plays the long game in all his dealings, and won't be bothered if you choose to play hard to get....in fact he prefers it. Cat and mouse etc.
He's not gentle, nope, but when you're finally in his claws you hardly want him to be.
Doesn't have the bonus of Incubus spittle acting as an aphrodisiac but has had many bedmates and centuries to study how best to use another's body to pleasure his own.
Oh and bring you pleasure of course.
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Go play DOS2
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aria-ashryver · 1 month
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SAAM2024 - SA Awareness Month
TW: SA, discussions around rape and sexual violence
Listen, I’m going to talk about something it isn’t easy or fun to talk about. I’m going to try and get a point across, and hopefully have it amount to something legible, because I am already feeling my body physically reacting with symptoms of stress.
I want to talk about sexual assault.
Did you know that April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month? And has been, for the last 23 years? Because I sure didn’t! Which is wild, considering I am a survivor of six separate incidents of sexual assault, two of which were penetrative rape.
I looked up the SAAM2024 hashtag and found crickets. Because who the hell wants to talk about sexual violence and rape on a random Thursday, right?
The thing is, we need to be having these conversations.
Of course, the onus isn’t on survivors to start the conversation — who would ask someone who is horrifically traumatised to open those scars again and talk about their trauma? I couldn’t even say the word “rape” for years.
[note: I have chosen not to censor the word rape here as a part of my own recovery process. Its just a word. I refuse to let it incite terror. Its just a word. ]
So who, then? If we could all talk about sex and sexual assault —if these were topics of conversation that weren’t so taboo to discuss— we could begin to take steps to make things safer for ourselves and for others.
So here I am, talking.
I feel it is important to destigmatise sex as this hush hush topic; it’s important to be able to discuss safe sex, consent, to differentiate what is just “bad sex” from what is assault. People are often quick to brush off encounters that give them the ick as just “bad sex”.
I was no different.
At sixteen, I didn’t have the terminology to describe what happened to me as rape. In a culture that glamorises illicit affairs and drunken hook-ups at parties, I didn’t have the comprehension to realise that what happened to me was not some sexy, drunken, desirable thing.
[trigger warning for more context around the first of my rapes]
I had been at a party, celebrating the wrap of my high school’s theatre production. I had been drinking underage and was extremely drunk*.
(*which in no way excuses what happened to me — it is important to take steps to dismantle rape culture and victim-blaming.)
There was a classmate I had been on a few dates with, and though we had been handsy during makeout sessions a few times, we had never discussed having sex. He offered to pick me up from the party, to give me a place to stay for the night. He had not been in attendance at the party, and was completely sober. By the time he drove us both home, I was already intermittently blacking out.
I have only a few memories of that night. One, crystal clear even to this day — a concerned classmate, grabbing my arm as I was heading out of the venue. The look of alarm on his face as he asked if I had a safe means of transport home. I lied to him. I have no idea why. I told him my mother was waiting in the vehicle that had just pulled up, and he let me go.
The next memory that I have is of his bedroom ceiling. A vague, blurred outline of his unclothed body over mine, as he was raping me.
Yes, we had been at that tentative, early stage of a potential relationship. Yes, I had taken him up on the offer to go to sleep at his house.
But, in the state I was in, there is no possible way I could have consented to sex.
I knew something was wrong, afterwards. I knew I spent the next night curled in a ball, sobbing in the shower for a reason. I knew there was a reason I froze up when a friend side-eyed me at school the following Monday, and said “you had sex with him, didn’t you?”. What I didn’t understand was that the reason was because I had been raped.
Because I didn’t have the vocabulary to describe my experience as such.
Because people don’t like to talk about sexual assault.
But we need to talk about sexual assault.
Conversations about sex can and should be removed from the concept of arousal. You can and should talk about sex without it being labelled as horny, or flirty, or suggestive — because it is just another topic to learn about.
Sex is an intricately nuanced thing that can mean so many different things to so many different people. There are elements of shame and embarrassment around sexual encounters sometimes; young and naive as I was, I was ready to take my crawling feelings of shame, self-blame, disgust, and put them down to “it was just bad sex”.
It wasn’t until long after the horror of my second, more violent rape, that I was able to pinpoint some of the trauma responses as being the same as that first time. There were patterns there, feelings that, had I been in a position of knowing more about safe sex and consent, I would have recognised sooner for what they were.
Its all well and good to go “hey! Don’t rape people!” and pat yourself on the back for your activism.
But the thing is, that kind of does sweet fuck all to actually help people who are at risk of experiencing sexual violence. What we really need is to take actionable steps toward improving people’s sexual safety and practises around consent and safe sex.
So what does that look like?
We talk about sex and consent without stigma.
We believe survivors and do not victim-blame
We practice respecting other people’s bodily autonomy in everyday scenarios, before it ever reaches a sexual context — if someone doesn’t want to hug you, respect their autonomy! If someone tells you to stop tickling them, even though they are laughing, hey, guess what? Respect their autonomy!
We remember what consent looks like, and take steps to inform others — consent is always clear, continuous, coercion-free, and conscious.
We make it second nature to take basic steps toward safety — never leave a drink unattended at a party! Stick to a buddy system to ensure people get home safe! Not because you suspect something will happen, it's just a default behaviour!
Be that classmate that tries to stop a drunk person walking out into the night alone.
The more we do these kinds of things, the less mystical and nebulous this whole “safe sex and healthy consent” thing becomes, and the safer we all are for it.
I’m gonna cut myself off here for my own wellbeing, as this has been extremely taxing, but let me provide a few links that I think are relevant. I hope this might be in some way helpful, and encourages others to continue the conversation offline. (or online, even -- reblogs are totally fine, and please feel free to add other stories or links if you have resources to share)
Be safe, and to any SA survivors who happen to be reading this, please know that you will always be yours, and what happened to you was not your fault. 💖
What is Consent (VeryWellMind)
History of Sexual Assault Awareness Month (NSVRC)
Sexual Violence Prevention: Beginning the Dialogue (NSVRC)
How to Support a Survivor (CRCC)
Finding Help If You’ve Been Sexually Abused (Crisis Text Line)
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Okay I’m going to say this and I’m going to say this once.
I do not like how the relationship with Jamie’s father was handled in season 3.
If they wanted to go the route of forgiveness they absolutely could have. If they wanted to go the route of his dad going to rehab they absolutely could have. Those are not inherently wrong or bad. It’s a show about forgiveness and I get that. It’s a comedy and Jamie is not the main character - I get that too.
My issue is this: the show went out of its way on multiple occasions to show just how violent and abusive James is. Just to give a few examples:
Repeated physical abuse
Repeated verbal abuse
Planning, funding, and likely pressuring the sexual abuse of his 14 year old son (a minor and below the age of consent in both The Netherlands and the UK regardless of the age of the girl in the red light district)
The willingness to beat Coach Beard (basically a stranger to him) with a metal pipe in a 3 to 1 fight in a back alley which could have realistically resulted in his death (and calling Beard “son” right before the final blow)
Jamie literally gave up his dream - a job as a professional footballer on a top hometown team - to leave the country on a trashy reality show just to get away from his father. The show traced a large portion of Jamie’s issues back to his relationship with his father. Not all of course - but that was a big theme of his growth and development.
So even if we entertain the notion that this stint in rehab was successful and James is sober - that’s great. That’s a storyline I wouldn’t mind hearing - IF we had the appropriate time to show it. But the thing is, we didn’t. This season was disjointed and rushed in many ways - and I’m not complaining - I still loved it. But if they’re going to tackle a topic this serious, they need to do it right. They need to be clear that alcohol was not the only problem James had and that sobriety does not absolve you of accountability. As important as it is to portray the message that all human beings can change, including addicts, it is equally as important to show the serious work that addicts in recovery put in to address the hurt that they caused through their addiction. It is not easy work to battle addiction and to mend relationships - sometimes part of recovery is accepting that you can’t mend things with everyone you’ve hurt and that is the right of the victim to decide how they feel.
We were shown none of this. What we got instead was:
A speech from Jamie’s mom about how he is still amazing despite his dad while still somehow crediting Jamie’s talent to his dad’s abuse
Ted telling Jamie to forgive his dad as he’s mid-panic about his safety and his dad’s location
Ted making a point to say the forgiveness was for Jamie’s sake, not for James - which was ALMOST good until they ruined it
Denbo and Bug suddenly supportive despite being just as violent as James in 2x09
James suddenly in rehab for 0.2 seconds
Jamie reaching out to his dad via text despite having no idea his dad is in rehab - something that is realistically compromising his physical and emotional safety
A quick clip of Jamie bonding with his father before the season/series ends for good
The reason I connected with Jamie so intensely from season 1 was the shared experience of abuse from my father. I want to be clear that I know I’m projecting - that’s what fandom is - and I in no way expected the show to end exactly as I wanted. However, this is what I would have liked to see as 1) an abuse survivor 2) a licensed therapist and 3) a person:
The message that you can heal without forgiving those who hurt you OR that you can forgive them and still not allow them back into your life (ESPECIALLY if it compromises your safety)
The message that sometimes people don’t change for the better and you can grieve that relationship while still fostering healthier ones elsewhere.
An emphasis on support systems and chosen family when someone doesn’t have the reality of a parent or partner getting better (we saw this with Bex seeking out Rebecca and Rupert’s assistant)
Instead of Man City suddenly cheering for Jamie, which felt insanely unrealistic, having the cheers of Richmond fans drown out the boos and verbal assaults of the Man City crowd - further emphasizing that despite the pain he has attached to Man City and his father, he has a home with Richmond.
So to wrap up this very long rant, I feel very disheartened by this part of the season. I still love Ted Lasso and always will - there were so many parts of this season I absolutely adored and wouldn’t trade for anything - but I feel that they dropped the ball on this one. Most people don’t get to repair relationships with abusive parents. Is it possible? Of course. Is it important to depict that it can happen? Absolutely. It’s a show about forgiveness. But they didn’t need to do it like this for Jamie’s storyline. They could have kept the speech about forgiving James for Jamie’s sake and deleted all of the rehab/texting afterwards. I still wouldn’t have been thrilled but it would have made more sense to me in context of the show. And it would have meant a lot more to me as someone who’s father is unlikely to ever stop being a risk to my safety.
This just felt bad. Jamie Tartt had one of the best arcs I’ve ever seen in media and he deserved better than that.
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TRICK OR TREAT
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⁰¹ I don't have regrets or shame. I was extremely horny and thinking abt tartaglia and scary clowns. Best things of the world
⁰² Yes i know that is Ghostface in the picture, I just couldn't find a clown to fit the aesthetic ok
⁰³ tw: dumbification, lots of "sweetie, cutie, slut, bitch", pussy pleaser tartaglia, primal play, mentions of cum and blood, exhibitionism, fucking in the woods, kissing, biting, creampie, lots of cum (I'm disgusting<3). And clowns.
⁰⁴ no beta we die like valorant players
Enjoy &lt;3
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You loved Halloween, it's the best part of the year. The screaming of kids, the candy, the ghosts. Even if people called you weird for liking this things.
Truth is, you were always a little weird.
But the best people in the world are.
When you and your friends decided to go to the Halloween Carnival that would take place in town, you were super excited. People scaring you from all sides? Cool costumes and games? You're in. And maybe you liked the idea of ​​being chased by a fake killer clown a little too much? Yes but it wasn't your fault they were... attractive.
Your friends knew it, and they weren't the least bit surprised to see your excitement when they arrived at the Carnival. Between running away from clowns and even trying to kiss some of the "scary" clowns, you and your friends managed to have a lot of fun and even get laughs out of people who were working that night.
You and your friends decided to split up and play some games, between jokes and attempts to eat at some point you ended up losing the group. You just laughed deciding to look for them along the way, looking the costumes, taking pictures do maybe draw latter, and eating candy. You're humming a soft melody of "Scarborough Fair" when a sudden clown emerged in front of you making you scream and laugh.
"Trick or treat cutie?" the muffled voice asked you. He was tall, oh boy he as tall, and he did a good job with his mask, and he was holding a fake axe in hands. 8/10 of a costume.
"You scared the shit out of me!" You laugh, bending your body to take a deep breath. The clown seemed amused by your reaction.
"Usually people start crying out of fear and don't laugh you know?" you just let out a weak laugh in response.
"You'll have to do a better trick to get some reaction out of me y'know?" You laughed and stuck your tongue out as you continued walking.
"So will it be trick cutie?" he asked. For a moment you imagined a hint of second intentions in his voice. But so what if it did? It's Halloween, he looked cool, and walking out of the Carnival with wobbly legs and jaw aching from sucking cock seemed like a good idea.
"Yeah. It's trick for you Mr. Scary Clown." You looked behind, smiling at him. He was fast to catch the invite.
After making sure that he didn't catch wrong vibes, and you were sober and consenting to him (after all he's not a jerk and consent is important). He decided to torture you a little (in the best way possible) while leading you to one of the buildings used to prepare one of the haunted houses. He put his hand in the back pocket of your jeans, giving a nice squeeze in your ass every now and then. You're nervous and smiling like a dummy, and honestly who wouldn't? Along the way he was asking things about you while going up in the building, and you could swear you saw a boner in front of his pants. When you reached the third floor of the building he stoped:
"Here's the thing, were going to play a little game." He said. You nodded, you're so dummy, such a good little bitch Tartaglia thought. "We're going to play hide and seek ok?" He got close, putting his hands on your waist, making small circles, you had barely started and your mouth was already dry.
"You can't go downstairs, unless you want everyone seeing what I'm about to do with you okay cutie? Yeah? Can you promise that?" He humped his crotch on your heat slightly, making you moan a little. "I'm going to count to 10, and you're going to hide ok sweetie? Be a doll for me and do as I say hmm?" You nodded, mind hazy already, he gave your ass another squeeze.
"By the way, you can call me Tartaglia. One... Two..." He started counting, you stupidly looked at the rooms and corridors of the small 5 floor building and started to run towards one of the rooms. Outside the window you could see the colorful lights of the Carnival, and below you could hear screams from the haunted house, you smiled at the thought that while everyone was playing outside you would be playing a dirty game inside the building.
You've finally managed to find a reasonable place to hide, behind a counter in a room. You heard Tartaglia saying that he stopped counting and started hunting you. You heart was racing, and your panties were starting to get soaked with the idea of being hunt like a prey. The anxiety and tension making you more excited than you wanted to admit.
"Cutie~ I can hear you panting~" Tartaglia said laughing, you covered your mouth with a red face. Had he turned you into a bitch in heat with just a few humps and ass squeezes? Damn...
For a moment everything was silent and you almost came out of your hiding place to check if Tartaglia had gotten lost or left you there alone. But a pair of hands appeared in your field of vision and pulled you out while laughed. "Fuck yeah, I've got you" he said and you screamed, laughing with him right after.
"Gotta get my treat now." He said next to you ear, turning you to face the window, leaning on the counter. He gave your ass a slap before start humping again, this time more harder and moaning louder. You started mewling felling his boner between your clothed ass. God he was so big, the way he was holding your waist tightly making you feel things.
He started to take off his pants, lowering them to his legs, and palming his boner in front of you. You imitated him taking off your pants and jacket, lucky you weren't in a costume. Tartaglia lifted his mask enough for his mouth to show and started giving you little kisses, with time you two were kissing like horny teenagers.
He was standing between your legs, lowering his underwear and squeezing your breasts. He seemed to try to hold every part of your body.
"Fuck, you're pretty, can't believe I got you all for myself" he said kissing your and giving your neck and collarbones some hickeys. He let his heavy cock rest against your tummy. You bite your lips while held his dick masturbating him. You felt hot and your mind was cloudy, you wanted to suck his dick really bad.
Tartaglia kissed your neck and took off your bra licking and sucking your nipples while looking at you. He was in his own Wonderland. He took of his mask, revealing that even under the mask he wore clown makeup, which was now slightly melted, giving him a chaotic look. He was so pretty. With blue eyes scanning your state: panting, in messy clothes, and breasts inviting him once more.
"Fuck" he said, going back to your nipples closing his eyes sucking and biting like he want to milk your breasts. He humped again rubbing his dick in you clit making you moan loudly and spread your legs. Your fingers twitched in pleasure as he lowered his mouth further and further.
"Can I lick your pussy Sweetie?" He asked nicely patting your belly. You nodded of course you nodded, smiling stupidly. He kissed your pussy, grateful and you're gone, moaning like his little bitch. Tartaglia sucked and licked you as if his life depended on it, his hands held your thighs steady, and even though you closed around him he smiled and rolled his eyes in pleasure like he was tasting ambrosia. The wet sounds of his mouth and you mixed with the excitement outside made your head full.
You rocked your hips against his face and Tartaglia started seeing stars, sucking you while one hand was on his own cock, moaning from both pleasures. He wanted to go on, he wanted to taste you. He hunted you and now he would eat you out and taste everything you had to give him. You were his prey, he was the hunter.
"Ta-Tartaglia-ah! I'm gonna... I'm" you tried to alert him, but oh boy he was long gone between your folds. Sinking his head deeper and his tongue even deeper into you, Tartaglia drank your juices as you squirted into his mouth. The sounds he made as he licked and sucked what was left of you were so obscene that they will haunt you for months. You on the other hand were a mess, your body vibrating and wet with sweat, panting like you'd run a marathon.
When Tartaglia finally left your poor cunt alone, he rose to kiss you, who responded happily, already limp after cumming so intensely. Without giving much time to you for recover, he started to overstimulate your pussy, rubbing his dick on your clit.
"Open your mouth" You obeyed, opening as he commanded. He stuck two fingers inside your mouth and after you had sucked them long enough, he put them inside your pussy. Your legs opened up giving him more room so his fingers could go in and out, like pistons inside your hole. You held his arm giving him little cries while he prepared and coaxed you.
"Shhhh, it's ok doll, you need to be nice and wet for me ok? So I can fuck this pretty little pussy." He slapped your cunt, making you jump. "I think you're ready" He said opening your folds and spitting, using his tongue to lick your clit. Tartaglia held his cock in front of your entrance, the head of his dick was red, like he was angry. It's not a surprise since he was holding back his cum so he could make a mess on you. He put the head inside you slowly, the rest going in without difficulty since you're so wet.
"Ffuck yeah..." He threw back his head. Hissing and moaning. You were so tiny, so hot inside. Your gummy walls gripping his dick like a vice. He wanted to cum already, paint you with thick ropes of hot cum and breed you. God this was already the best halloween for him.
The fact that you were so welcoming to him was the best, your silly face already dumb just for having your pussy eaten by him, god the things he wanted to do with you.
He started to move, going slow just to hear you breaking little by little, moaning like a little bitch on his cock. He held you putting your legs around his waist and started moving your hips faster, making you hold on to him to stay steady. Fucking you raw and in a fast pace, you could feel his cock kissing your cervix. Going deep inside you.
You were so warm, he couldn't stop, he don't wanted to. Tartaglia wanted to keep going on and on and on marking you as his. He had a smile into his face, completely drunk on your pussy. Already addicted into fucking you.
Going back to the counter he made you face the Carnival, pulling your hair while going balls deep into your warmth. Your eyes rolling back to your skull, your voice hoarse from moaning too much. One of his hands going to your clit, making small circles, causing you to hold the counter. The skin on skin noise going more and more fast, Tartaglia was on the verge of tears after holding his cum for so long. And you were cumming again, making Tartaglia hiss felling your insides getting more tight, almost milking his cock, you were already crying of overstimulation.
"You're so so tight doll! Yeah, so tight. I'm gonna make a mess inside you. Take it all like a good little slut hmm? Be a cutie and take all my cum f-fuck yeah!" He shouted, still going in and out while cumming inside your poor little pussy. His cum was thick and hot, making you feel more wobbly, your legs giving up, but Tartaglia was fast to catch you before your fall.
"There you go..." He said, panting. Sitting on the ground with you on his arms. You were fucked silly, saying incoherent words and holding him, with lazy expression. He gave you time to recover this time. And after a little nap you could talk like a functional adult again.
"Your friends called you, i answered saying that you're ok, gave my number and sent a picture of my ID card, they're sweet for taking good care of you." He said, holding your face. You laughed. "Yeah they do that."
"Wanna go to my place? We can eat something and sleep. I pay your Uber tomorrow, how about that?" He offered. You nodded "It's ok for me. But you'll need to carry me, because I think I can't walk anymore." You laughed and he just cover his face in shame. For someone with a sharp tongue, he was cute.
It was a good Halloween indeed.
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barbiegirldream · 2 months
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Everyone’s jumping Dream for it but his part about non verbal consent is right, it’s the factor of her being drunk that everyones so focused on, but George was also drunk and not responsibly thinking. Besides that, what they were doing didn’t actually need consent because by my knowledge it wasn’t sexual in nature. (And while people do sometimes ask consent for nonsexual touching, it doesn’t mean it’s required, and it’s typically towards people you can tell are uncomfortable with touch — and those people, like myself, aren’t living with the expectation that every time someone touches me, they’re going to ask explicit permission. Plus, she didn’t give the impression she wasn’t okay with touch.) How people are parading around “drunk people can’t consent” misrepresents the situation and lowkey sickens me because that phrase is almost always used in a much more serious context, and it makes this appear so much more differently than it actually is. It’s also implying that he also wasn’t drunk? Both of them were drunk, both of them weren’t thinking properly, no one could tell she was uncomfortable — because IIRC she wasn’t, it was after that she reflected and became uncomfortable — and her friends weren’t watching over her. Language is so important and something like this has to be displayed as what it is. Worsening it is unnecessary. Either way I am absolutely sure this was a situation twisted by her awful friends and I feel so terrible for her.
They're making it as vague as absolutely possible on purpose. drunk people can't consent means any drunk party. and usually is said in the instance of you being sober and getting someone drunk to take advantage of them. They are trying to make an uncomfortable situation of over familiarity into rape. like I'll just say it they want to be as unclear as possible so it spreads on twitter and the narrative becomes that he forced himself on a drunk teenager at a party. Which is essentially what Harry randomly claimed that Dream did and everyone was like wtf is wrong with you. That's the point of their cryptic ass hyperbolic language.
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ari-kari · 1 month
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something I’ve noticed as I begin to include more “realistic” communication in my written work - particularly when it comes to boundaries and consent - is that after a while, it sort of rewires your brain a bit. And rather than feel turned off by it, you actually start to find it more attractive than the alternative.
Human communication is hard. I say this as someone who basically had to learn it from scratch as an adult. Expressing challenging emotions mid-hookup? Setting a hard boundary on what you do/don’t want? That shit can be awkward, and sometimes, even a “mood-killer” - if you’re thinking of “mood” as the constant presence of undisrupted, purely-libidinous thoughts.
But one-note human interactions don’t exist. We are complex creatures; there are always going to be mood fluctuations and energy changes in any given moment. And that was something that was very important for me to realize - in my writing, but also, in my personal life. I had to learn to make space for the full spectrum of human emotion in my sexual and romantic interactions (even for spur-of-the-moment hookups where “spontaneity” is a large part of the appeal.)
But I did. And now…I don’t know how I ever lived without it, to be honest. Because in my mind, introducing communication serves the following purposes:
1) Makes sex/romance interesting and varied, instead of some one-dimensional expression of “carnal desire” you read in shitty pulp novels.
2) Normalizes boundaries and consent, which (obviously) makes sex a lot more healthy and enjoyable in the long run.
3) When the hard stuff is over with, you can get back to it - and it’s literally way more intense when you do! Because not only have you strengthened that connection with your partner, you also get the catharsis of reuniting after the fact. And in a literary context at least, the laws of tension/release create a much more fulfilling end result than just rawdogging it in absolute silence for 10 minutes.
Obviously, there’s a time and a place for unbridled lust in fiction (even in real life, if you’ve communicated beforehand.) And I’m not saying every sexual/romantic interaction has to devolve into a round table discussion on feelings and preferences. I guess I’m just glad that I’ve found a place for human complexity in these moments, and even grown to enjoy its presence. Because as someone who used to have a lot of non-sober sex in an effort to “keep the good times going”……..it’s boring. And I’m a lot happier now that I’ve realized how genuinely sexy using your words can be.
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samiamack · 2 months
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Cale Rok Headcanons:
KRS is a pillow princess
Bulky/stronk sub
Ace → sex neutral
Willing to do it to fulfill partner
Can make him feel closer to Cale
Wants Cale to be happy
Cale will never engage unless he is certain that Rok Soo consents
Doesn’t enjoy the physical activity aspect
Tends to forget about it while having sex
Can enjoy the act occasionally
Enjoys cuddles after sex
He prefers to express his affection nonverbally
Cuddles
Hugs
Snuggling
Gifts
Acts of service
He loves Cale fiercely
Has a habit of listening to Cale’s heartbeat to remind him that Cale is alive
This habit stems from the trauma of everyone he’s ever loved dying
Cale is the top
Lean muscle dom
Ace → sex positive
Feels closer when and after doing it
Ensures he has consent
Will not engage in any sexual tension if he isn’t sober(almost never)
Enjoys sex
Prefers to express affection physically and verbally
Words of affirmation
Says i love you frequently
Flusters and comforts Rok Soo
Gives compliments frequently
Kisses
Any positive physical touch
Hugs
Snuggles
Arms on waist/shoulders
Gets really insecure about relationship at times and ends up in a spiral of thinking he doesn’t deserve Rok Soo
Rok Soo hates this and tries to help by showing his affection as often as possible
Rok Soo can be averse to touch and won't allow anyone to touch or get near him
Cale respects this and ensures that no one disturb him
Rok Soo likes it when Cale just talks with him during those moments
He also appreciates that Cale will always ask when he is going to go near Rok Soo
The two are the best parental units to their hordes of adopted(legally and emotionally) children.
Cale is genderfluid
Has different wardrobes for all their genders
Ron and Hans can somehow inherently tell which gender Cale is that day/ at the moment(much like Magnus in the Records of Ragnarok)
Deruth is jealous of this ability
KRS is agender but uses he/him pronouns
Due to his appearance people often just assume he is a boy
KRS doesn’t care about whatever pronouns people use for him he just uses he/him because it’s easiest to explain
He actually really likes it when people use anything other than he/him or use he/him but not in a way that seems to imply that they see him as solely a boy (I am 100% projecting here)
Cale catches onto this and will often use whatever random new pronoun he found today in his encyclopedia of neopronouns
Open communication is extremely important to the two so they practice it frequently(I know it’s OCC but in this essay I will-)
They keep almost no secrets from each other
Always inform the other of their plans and if they are injured
Respect keeping each other secrets as they respect each others privacy
Were both hurt by miscommunication in the past so they make sure to always inform the other
KRS is nonverbal
Cale learns sign language to better communicate with KRS first
Rest of the family learn as well
Order:
Kids
Ohn
Hong
Raon
Hans
Ron + Beacrox
Alberu + Rosalyn
Violan + Basen + Lilly
Deruth
Choi Han
Bud Illis
Toonka
Eruhaben already knew sign language
KRS likes to cook for Cale
Cale loves KRS’s cooking
Cale loves to dress KRS up
KRS is fine with whatever as long as it’s comfortable
Cale kisses all of KRS’s scars
KRS finds the scars to be shameful and scary so he gets flustered whenever cale does this
@aro-screams-into-the-void bestie pls opinions I need them!
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asumofwords · 9 months
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The ask about the dicks??yall are wild 💀💀💀
I want to ask something spicy too and very important: what do Aemond, Aegon, Daemon, Jace and Criston like more?ass or boobs? Like what do they prefers in a woman or what do they see fisrt?what preferences do they have?for example I know for sure that Aemond would have a massive size kink and is into petite girls(and it has nothing to do with being a short queen myself and being delulu) because he likes the power dynamic
Sorry for taking so long to answer this but omg I love it heheh. I am literally cackling as I write this. I know I'm going to miss a lot, but let's at least set down the baseline.
What Aemond, Aegon, Daemon, Jace and Criston fancy.
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Aemond is definitely a boobs kind of guy, we all know how feral he gets at the thought of breast milk and them tiddies being swollen (Mummy issues right? Freud is rolling in his grave if he existed in the HOTD universe lmao).
You’re right about Aemond having a size kink, he likes loves when you’re smaller than him. He loves when he has power, strength over you. To throw you around, grab you, fuck you and do anything he wants.
He definitely loves marking people, whether hands, lips or teeth, he wants to mark you so that everyone knows you are his. Possessive right?
Loves submission but also brattiness is a weak spot for him. He wants to break someone in, bend them to his will and put them in their place. Massive power dynamics with him.
Loves fear play as well, the hunter/prey gig. Aemond lives for the chase, loves to see the fear in your eyes when he catches you. Did I say knife kink?
Somnophillia is definitely something he thrives on too, this man is just a filthy little deviant. DID I MENTION BREEDING KINK. Pussy eating is an addiction this man will not go to rehab for.
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Aegon; Tits and ass man, not really fussed, anything goes. He’s got that ‘any holes a goal’ attitude and sticks to it.
Breeding kink 100%, loves watching cum drip out of cunnies, or to be fair, any orifice. This man will cum on your face, tits, back or wherever he wants. The dirtier the better.
Definitely a switch. Can be very submissive, mummy kink to boot. Wants to be taken care of and praised, held and doted on. Wants someone to press kisses to his face whilst they ride him and tell him he makes them feel good.
Loves quiet, little creatures who will squeak if he pinches them. Insatiable, like his brother. Will fuck you anywhere, anytime, drunk, sober, awake, asleep. If your hole is the goal, Aegon is gonna get it.
If we ignore cannon assaults, I would say he definitely has a CNC kink (consensual non consent). When he’s in the mood, stressed or pushed, he will bend you over any surface and force himself in.
Free use King.
Not a pleasure dom, will get his nut and run most of the time.
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Our Daddy Daemon has no limits to his tastes. Call this man a connoisseur. Tits, ass, anything goes for this man.
Absolute kink King, would let you peg him if you begged prettily enough. Orgies galore, the more the merrier. Loves his ass being played with, lick, finger, rub, fuck, anything for that stimulation that makes his toes curl and teeth clench. Go. Off. King. If you play with his balls when you suck him off, that man is a goner, eyes will roll in the back of his head.
Definite size kink, loves the power of it, seeing how small you look beneath him as he fucks into you. This man has a giant cock, we all know it's the truth, and he would delight seeing the bulge of it in your stomach.
Daemon has a thing for eating pussy like his nephew Aemond, blood runs thick in this family, and Daemon will spend an entire night between your thighs until you are crying and begging for him to stop or have passed out.
Restraints? No problem, he will tie you up with silk or whatever is lying around and have his way with you, or simply hold both of your wrists in his hands as he plows into you.
Breeding kink…enough said.
Considerate lover, will make you cum every time. Voyeur king, anywhere he can get caught? Mans will be there to fuck you into any surface.
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Jacaerys is an ass man. Don’t ask questions, I just get the vibe. He wants to grab your cheeks and spread them apart, look down at both of your fluttering holes and watch his seed or your release leak out. Speaking of ass man, anal. Loves it.
He’s such a cutie as well, will praise the living hell out of you. Spit? Loves it. Will spit in your mouth, on your pussy, in your holes, wherever he can, but he will be real polite about it.
Soft dom for days, will praise, compliment and encourage you until you’re a puddle beneath him and blushing. But will also grab the fuck out of you if you are bratty. He has his mothers temper.
And like his Step Daddy Daemon, man has a fucking hog, and loves to stretch you out on it, insert oooh big stretch. Size kinks galore with this one.
Loves to fuck your face and coo at how well you take him, smoothing hair and tears away from your cheeks as you gag on his length.
Skilled fingers, this man has a thing about his hands and needs them to be on you. If you have your period, he will make love to you during it and be so doting and caring about it. He loves how much wetter you are and how sensitive you can be. He also loves knowing it makes you feel good, because he wants to take care of you.
Anything you want, Jace will give to you.
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Criston Incel Cole. Wants a submissive, demure woman who won’t hurt him like Rhaenyra (cough Alicent cough). Boobs and thigh man, loves to grab and suck at the skin and mark it, but not in a way that could be seen publicly. He doesn’t want anyone to know he’s broken his oath or that you’re his whore behind closed doors.
Loves praise.
Hard dom. Very strict on instructions and commands, will wear his uniform as he fucks you, will be angry, rough, but after, soft and gentle. He has to get his anger out somehow.
Creampie kink, not necessarily a breeding kink, but loves to see you full of him. Will play with it as it leaks out of you. Has a thing about kissing you though.
A Missionary Man, hard to get him to fuck you in any other position, but he likes to watch you below him, how your breasts jiggle with each thrust or how your face flushes when you cum.
Not the most skilled of lovers, but is eager and willing to learn.
If he really trusts you, man is a fucking SUB. But that is a rare occurrence.
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Hope you enjoyed my disgusting fucking thoughts on this hahahaha
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wu-sisyphus-gang · 11 months
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Jaune: We should go out drinking.
Weiss: Oh I don’t drink.
Jaune: Come on. Not even alone just the two of us?
Weiss: Not happening.
Jaune: I bet you get so cute, though. Slurring your pristine words with your sexy tongue.
Weiss: My tongue is sexy?
Jaune: Not on its own. Your eyes are sexy but if you just had an eyeball on the table it would be gross. Context is important.
Weiss: I suppose you need the whole picture.
Jaune: Exactly. So you’ll go out drinking with me.
Weiss: I didn’t agree to that.
Jaune: Think of it from my perspective.
Weiss: You want a drunk girl alone with you?
Jaune: First of all, roasted me. Well done. Second of all, how dare you? I have your consent sober. Third of all, there’s nothing more pure than loving somebody when they have no inhibitions and can’t control themselves. And I love you.
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scarefox · 11 months
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btw. it annoys me when people reduce Bed Friend to just showing homophobia, trauma and child abuse or NC scenes. 
When it is actually ALSO about finding / getting help, self acceptance and about healing and leaving toxic relationships behind.
And sometimes it might do that in an anti-example. Like the whole Uea and Krit situation. (confirmed by Ueas actor James) Uea KNOWS what Krits deal is, he is afraid of him, knows that he can’t do anything against him since he is his boss. He’s a bit stuck there. Because he doesn’t want to show fear, wants to stay strong on his own. Getting help is / was weakness in Ueas opinion, it would make Krit win. But in this case we all learn (he too), that this isn’t the best way, that he should have asked for help. Uea realizes that at the end. That there are indeed people who want to help him, people he can trust despite his bad experiences with other people. Therapy and talking about it helps him in the end too. And I think that is an important message. 
And yes, the NC scenes are crucial to the plot and character development for both Uea and King as well (despite the sex positivity which is a contrast to Ueas moms negativity).
It starts as a mistake with overstepping. Uea then gives into not the bets coping at the beginning at least (sex can be used for coping since it makes you feel better / high for a moment but can turn into an addiction or bad coping) and lowkey self destructive tendencies. Which gets shown or addressed in some of the NC scenes, when Uea gets overboard. Ueas mom taught him that he’s a dirty homosexual, a slut and so on. He internalized that shit to an extend that he hates King for being a player at first. But every time Uea has conflicts with his mom he goes like “well guess I behave in the worst way mom hates and I will love it”. But eventually this develops into him realizing with help of King, that it’s not bad and dirty. That people can love him not just for his body. (tbh I would have loved a little insight into Uea and his ex relationship. We only know that he was just ‘unknowingly’ his affair. So again might have been just reduced to his body again)
And did someone notice the theme of the alcohol issue? Their first hook up was a drunken one which ended in regret and the feeling of being used. The next time the same situation started, King denies any sexual activity with Uea. Cause he learned the lesson. And at the end they do have sex with alcohol involved but with both their consent to involve it when they were still sober!
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allzelemonz · 11 months
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Care and Perfection: Kieran Duffy X Male Reader
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Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ and ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Drinking, top Reader and bottom Kieran, sober consent is important, clingy drunk, kissing, neck kissing, lap sitting, fluff, smut, anal fingering, anal sex Summary: Kieran is a clingy drunk and you want to make sure he’s well taken care of.
The gang drinking around the fire is at least a weekly occurrence, but Kieran drinking with them is rare. He’s had a few bottles of whiskey and since he downed the second, he hasn’t let go of you. First it was just gripping your hand, then he pulled your arm around him and held it there, then he found his way into your lap. He has his arms draped around you, hardly participating in the hijinks at the fire anymore, but he has been pressing kisses to your neck. For a man who is usually too shy to show affection in front of others, this is a good sign that he’s drunk off his ass.
Slowly, you pull him up with you. He hugs you tightly, face buried in your shoulder. You pull him away enough to walk and lead him to your tent. He mumbles incoherent things along the way, nonsense that you can only pick the occasional syllable out of. You get him inside and lower him onto the bedroll before you close the tent off.
Kieran calls your name and you turn to him.
“Here, Kieran.” You hand him a cup of water. “You overdid it a little.”
He shakes his head. “No, no. Come ‘ere.”
He holds his arms out to you and you oblige, putting the water down and laying next to him. You hold him close as he presses messy kisses to your neck.
“I love ya, so much.” He mumbles. “So much…”
“You should probably sleep, Kieran.”
“No.” He groans. “No, I-I wanna… I wanna…”
He presses up against you and you can feel what he means. “You’re too drunk for all that.”
He whines, nuzzling into your chest. “Please, I love ya so much, please…”
“In the morning.” You say, pressing a kiss to his head. “Sleep it off first.”
He mumbles something into your chest but you can’t hear it. His arms tighten around you and he nods off pretty quickly. You follow soon after, comforted by the tight cling he has around you. In the morning you wake up to a light whisper. You look down at Kieran who is playing with your shirt.
“I’m sorry.” He says. “I were, I were indecent last night, weren’t I?”
You smile. “It’s okay.”
He buries his face back into your chest as a pink comes over his face. “I’m sorry.”
“You still want to?” You ask, running your fingers softly through his hair.
“With you, a’ course.” Kieran says, looking up at you. “I shouldn’t a’ asked before.”
“It’s okay, Kieran.” You say, tilting his head up so you can give him a proper kiss. “Can you lay back for me?”
Kieran nods. “Course, yeah.”
Kieran shuffles, laying on his back and you climb over him. He rests his hands on your hips as you settle into place and lean down to kiss him. You can still taste the remnants of the whiskey. Kieran’s hands dip under your shirt and his hands feel cold on your skin as you move to kiss his neck. You grind down into him, feeling him getting hard again. He moves his hips with yours until you can’t take it anymore. You pull away and tug at his pants, he lifts his hips so you can get them off. He fumbles through a pile of things in the corner as you take yourself out. Kieran hands you the container of hair pomade and lays back, getting a pillow to prop himself up properly.
You dip your fingers into the container, getting a decent amount before you slowly circle Kieran’s hole. He bites his sleeve as you push a finger inside. You have to hold his hip down when he bucks at another finger. You prepare him, stretching him and spreading the pomade to make him slick.
“D-Darlin’ I ain’t gonna last…” Kieran moans before he can bite onto his sleeve again.
“You ready or you want me to keep going?” You ask, stilling your fingers inside of him.
“I’m ready.” He sighs. “Go on, darlin’.”
You slowly pull your fingers out and Kieran relaxes as you scoop up more pomade and cover yourself. Then you lean over Kieran, lining yourself up before you lean over and connect your lips as you push inside. Kieran moans, muffled by your kiss, as you stretch him out until you’re settled all the way in. You rest your forehead on his, giving him a minute to catch his breath.
“You’re doing good, Kieran.” You whisper, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Perfect as always.”
His face is flushed red as he cups your cheek and kisses you again. He bucks his hips, silently telling you to move and you oblige. You move slowly, pulling all the way out and all the way back in. He presses his head back as you build up and quicken the pace, your hand reaching down to pump him with the same speed. He grunts softly with every other thrust as he tries to move his hips along with you. You press kisses to his neck and pick up the pace when you feel the build coming over you. Kieran cums over your hand, painting both of your stomachs and you chase your own end. You grind into him as you cum, releasing deep into him as his fingers run through your hair and his back arches into you.
You press a short kiss to his forehead as you pull out and fall beside him. He catches his breath, staring up at the top of the tent and it’s a wonderful sight. His hair is a mess and sweaty, his skin is flushed. Everything about Kieran is angelic as your eyes trail over him. Perfect, by definition.
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Everything important in this show happens twice, with different sets of characters, and they never react the same way. The mess ep 5 ends on is part of one such set of parallels:
Boston tells Top some bs about Mew and Ray, and Top physically leaves Mew's location to go to Boston and let him finish convincing him, and then willingly consents to sex with a guy who has already demonstrated he will not care if Top withdraws consent, which to me is shockingly self-destructive. At least cheat with someone you can trust???
Boston tries the same shit on Sand, and what does Sand do? He kicks Boston out of the living room, and even though he's hurt and doesn't want to talk, he still lets Ray sleep in his bed with him. He doesn't even make him sleep in the living room!
Which might be related to Boston being somewhere in the apartment, but then if Sand lets Ray stay with him to protect Ray's safety, despite possibly wanting him to go, that's in contrast to Top who left even though he wanted to stay because he was too afraid to be caught in a lie. To protect what, his image in Mew's eyes? And to the detriment of his own safety.
Anyway, I think just like Sand said he'll say whether he likes Ray or not when he's sober, he's gonna decide what to think of what Boston said when he's sober. He feels what he feels, he cries, but he didn't kick Ray out before he's had the chance to think about it, and he really already has all the information to know that even if Ray is in love with Mew, there is zero reason to listen to Boston, so I think they're going to be okay.
I also think he's more upset about Ray calling him a friend than anything else, and that has a very clear solution which is having a conversation about it, which they have done multiple times before. And I have a feeling that for Sand it will be enough if Ray just agrees to either say that they don't know what they are yet or tell people to mind their own business, because I don't think he wanted Ray to say anything specific, he just wanted him to acknowledge that there's something between them or at least not say there isn't.
So, whatever else goes wrong for them, I don't think this one will be a major breaking point.
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fandom-nursery · 1 month
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Can you do Klaus agere headcanons?
Yes!! I love little Klaus so much!
He isn’t totally sure what age he regresses to yet but he’s pretty sure it’s usually under the age of 7
Because of how frequently he was high or drunk over the years he has had a bit of trouble identifying if it was substances or regressing making his movements uncoordinated or his head fuzzy or his emotional state more sensitive. Now that he’s sober hes slowly starting to figure out the ins and outs of his own regression 
Involuntary regressor and has only recently been really addressing it  
He’s pretty accepting of it in a “this might as well happen” sort of way. He tries not to let it bother him and knowing his siblings regress too helps but there is always reginalds voice in the back of his mind calling him weak or an embarrassment for his behavior 
Little Klaus finds all of his big feelings very overwhelming and confusing and tends to shut down when faced with them. It sometimes takes some prompting for the others to figure out what wrong 
He’s pretty talkative when small unless he’s really upset but he tends to lisp or mix up his words while talking which can sometimes make it difficult to understand him. He also loves to just make up words and then use them like everyone else knows what they mean already. His siblings have taken to keeping a sort of dictionary of made up Klaus words
His moods are unpredictable. Sometimes he will regress and be very silly and happy, others he will be silent and clingy and withdrawn, sometimes he will even be incredibly grumpy or angry. It’s hard to tell which version of little Klaus you are going to get
He will nap but it’s always in the strangest places. His family has joked that he must be allergic to his bed after finding him passed out bent over the back of the sofa for the 5th time 
little Klaus once lined up all the kitchen chairs in a row and then fell asleep underneath them
He has a bad habit of hiding and then falling asleep in his hiding spot and making everyone watching him panic because they can't find him
Klaus will run and leap into his siblings' arms insisting they catch him. Most of them manage it pretty well. Ben always feels really bad when Klaus forgets to make him corporeal enough and isn’t able to catch him at all 
Baths have always been a source of great comfort for Klaus and he has a truly astonishing number of rubber ducks 
He loves to go on “treasure hunts”. It's never clear what exactly the treasure he’s looking for is but he has a great time doing it. He also loves to play elaborate pretend games and dress up 
Big fan of sugary snacks. He also loves breakfast foods. Pancakes, waffles, eggs, french toast, bacon, hash browns, you name it he will eat it at any time of day 
Messy little. He’s been banned from eating on the couch after spilling three things on it in one evening 
Surprisingly musical while small and loves playing maracas, tambourine, and kazoo at all hours of the day. He will also sing along to any songs playing over the radio and he knows a very impressive number of them by heart
Klaus doesn’t get too attached to material possessions due to always being on the move. He does however always keep Dave's dog tags around his neck even when small and will rub them between his fingers when he's sad. Being able to see Ben is also pretty important to him since he’s used to his brother's presence. 
He has a habit of stealing his siblings clothing to wear while regressing. They bring him a lot of comfort. His favorite siblings to steal from are Luther and allison 
He will use a paci on occasion although it’s usually a tool to indicate when he has confided something about himself to his family but doesn’t want to answer follow up questions because he doesn’t feel big enough to adequately explain  
He doesn't like diapers very much however he has consented to being changed into them on the rare occasion that he does have an accident 
Ben has known about his regression the longest for obvious reasons but Dave was the one who helped him figure out what exactly it was. Once Diego told him about his regression he became very open about his own and it didn't take very long for everyone else to learn about it. 
Ben took care of him as best he could for years and Dave was his first real living caregiver. He never asked any of his siblings to be his caregiver however Diego was pretty quick to step in and be that for him when he started slipping around his family. From there five also started stepping in. Viktor, Allison and Luther aren’t really sure what to do with him and usually stick to babysitting. Sparrow Ben accidentally proves his resemblance to their Ben when he also falls into the role of caregiver  
Little Klaus does not have as thick of skin as big Klaus and can be very sensitive which his siblings learned the hard way after a bit of teasing that big Klaus would have snarked back to or ignored caused little Klaus to burst into tears 
He isn't sure exactly when he started regressing but he suspects it might have started as early as the mausoleum
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