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so. in light of recent news, I’m logging on here so I can delete what i have written for cwilbur - I was already debating on leaving it up or not anyway - and I’ll be changing my username once I figure out a new one. I know this hasn’t blog been focused on his characters for literal years, but I figure it’d be best to let y’all know - especially considering the username change.
I will probably continue to be inactive for the next month at least, but will be active for the next few days trying to edit things here, if anyone wants to talk through asks or DM’s. I hope you all are doing well, and I hope Shelby continues to receive the support she deserves.
#a little more personal in tags. bc I know for me his music especially was so important to me. and this sort of image he’d made for himself#his music has gotten me through some of my worst moments he’s put out music I relate to. and it makes me kinda sick to think abt now#basically its okay for you all to grieve too about this#fuck him. he claims to have grown but there’s no accountability in his actions#and no apology where he claims to be taking accountability#I hope Shelby continues to face support and I hope other victims are helped by this in feeling seen and heard#and see the warning signs in both what she has shared of her experience and in that manipulative ‘apology’#and I hope despite his ass ‘apology’ he really has changed. or will continue to do so moving forward#this all hits a bit too close to home for myself. that’s all I’ll say on that. I hope you all are doing okay in light of this all#will babbles#info
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Scar and his team’s strategies oh my fucking god. 0/10 strategy 10/10 comedy I love it. and Foolish saying he feels like he did cocaine in front of a crowd streamed to thousands, on brand. also BAD IS SO SMALL NEXT TO FOOLISH OFKKSJG HELLO???
#mcc posting again kfkskf#they’re silly they’re silly they’re silly they’re silly they’re silly#the sky battle was so fucking funny. everyone just sitting in the center and the tnt taking them out in one swoop. iconic#I’m gonna have to watch some other vods too man. I’m sure sneeg’s goes hard#will babbles
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laughing so hard at the mcc announcers calling sapnap and george a ‘crowd favorite’ when they cheered deafeningly loud for the hermits
#‘crowd favorite!’ when everyone’s chat is just …………… and the crowd had an average response lmfao#when scar impulse gem and hbomb came out that crowd exploded I’ll tell you that much#hello y’all mcc posting again there will probably be another one before the day is over lmfao#but scar!!!! scar!!!!!!!!!!!! scar in mcc live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! raaaaaaah#will babbles
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the one where you straight up defile a ruin (but not really)
sometimes its 3am and u realize u can write bullet point style and not stress urself to the point of not writing trying to make full out fics. so.
pix isn't usually the type to fuck in an archeological find. he has standards. concerns. a personal duty to preserve history
however
pix also fucks nasty. fucks deep and takes his time to ruin you, confident hands running over your body as he overwhelms you with pleasure
it's not uncommon to go exploring with pix, it's fun watching him work, his excitement at finding something new infectious and making you smile giddily
this time it's something new, something big and when you finally find a way in, it takes your breath away
the temple is obviously old, dust coating every surface, abandoned spiderwebs wilted in the corners. it's in amazing condition, the only damage visible the natural kind, time taking it's toll on the preserved holy place
you think you could spend hours just looking around, taking in all the details, and if you feel this way then you can't imagine how pix feels right now
at least, until you feel his hands on your waist, firm an warm as he moves them down to rest on your hips as he presses against you from behind
you can feel his smile against the sensitive skin of your neck as he presses soft kisses there, his stubble rough as he slowly turns them more heated, open mouthed kisses that turn into him sucking marks into your skin
you melt into him, putty in his hands, and the next thing you know you're bent over one of the ancient alters, pix's hand firm on the small of your back as he works a second finger inside you
he's so skilled with his hands, your pix, and it doesn't take him long to reduce you to a moaning mess, little gasping whines and whimpers escaping you with every smooth thrust of his hand
he wants you needy, wants you prepped and eager for his cock, he wants you near desperate for him, on the edge of begging before he presses into you, groaning softly at the wet heat as he bottoms out inside you
he pins you to the alter, firm hands holding you still as he kissing up your spine, leaving pretty bite marks as he goes, worshiping you as he rocks his hips into you, slowly building up speed until he's fucking into you deep and smooth, punching moans out of you with every thrust
he makes you come like that, mind hazy with pleasure and dizzy with want, and you think he's going to follow shortly after but instead he just keeps fucking into you, picking up the pace as he focuses more on his own pleasure
which isn't to say that he ignores yours. he absolutely makes you come again before he does, because he's a gentleman. he wants to watch you lay there limp over the alter, shivering through the aftershocks of your second orgasm
absolutely fingers his cum back into you and just. pulls up your underwear. expects you to do your best to keep it in while he marks the temple on the map. he takes longer than necessary doing this. on purpose.
helps you clean up at home, washes you in a nice hot shower or runs a bath for you with the works, takes time to wash your hair for you and dries it carefully for you afterwards
#HDJFKSKFJDJGJDJFJ#love this sm actually#fucking you right on the alter. goddamn#what kink is fucking in an abandoned temple jfjdjfjfj#k. multiple orgasms#villain reblogs#stellaricwriting
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so happy your back and yes the qsmp hyperfix is strong thank you for the food i love pac
thank you! I’m happy to be back around, and glad you like it :3 the hyperfix has been grabbing me and shaking me like a chew toy lflskfkr expect qsmp centric writing in the future because that’s where my brain is at
#I love Pac too man there’s smth about that cubito#like he’s got the biggest fear kink I have ever fucking seen I can’t not start writing shit immediately#I’ve got to write more for some of the others tho#qsmp really out here making me loop back around to putting bad back on my list jfjskgkskgk like damn#I’m so sorry to the hermits and crafters here left high and dry hfjsjfjejf I love y’all but yknow. I go where the inspiration takes me#will babbles
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You tug at Pac’s bottom lip, and his hand shoots up to grip at your shoulder as he whines. You soak in the little noises he lets out, biting down harder, then sucking, soothing it with your tongue.
He pants, breathless, when you pull away. His forehead presses against yours as you catch your breath, his hands clenching into fists, tugging at your shirt. He looks at you through his long lashes, eyes watery and pupils blown wide.
He’s pretty like this. Debauched and desperate from your touch, from your kiss, from your teeth digging into his lips and biting them raw. They’re already swollen and red, and they work to drive you absolutely mad as he pouts.
“You’re so pretty,” you murmur, cupping his jaw with your hand and dragging your thumb over his bottom lip. He lets you tug it down without resistance, mailable like clay in your steady hands.
Then he opens his mouth and dips down enough to suck your thumb into his mouth, closing his lips around it and sucking.
“Que lindo,” you praise. He opens his lips up to bite, just enough to leave indents of his teeth above your knuckle, before closing his lips and hollowing out his cheeks.
You pull your thumb out of his mouth to kiss him again, bringing your other hand up to clutch at his hair. He moans when you nip at his bottom lip again, pressing himself against you, a pressure against your lips and your chest as he tries to get impossibly closer.
You want to squeeze him, to crush him in your embrace. You want to dig in with your claws and teeth and take everything he has to give, desperate, as if he’ll be taken away at any moment.
He whimpers, and your fist tightens in his hair, and he moans again, and god - you want him to keep making those noises for forever. You want to be the one to pull them out of him, again and again, until his throat aches.
You pull back and look at him again, long enough to take in his flushed cheeks, his lips, his glazed eyes that look up to you like he’s begging. Sweet and pleading and slightly unfocused in his pleasure.
You want to devour him, and all that he is. You want to bring him to ruin. With the look he gives you, pupils blown wide, desperate and already impatient for more, you think he just might let you. Demand it of you, really, with the way his hand grips your wrist and squeezes, prompting you to tug at his hair again.
You gladly comply, pulling his head back by his hair, hardly bothering to be gentle as you press kisses along his exposed throat. He gasps when you nip underneath his jawline, barely able to sit still as you suck a mark into his skin, and then proceed lower.
He‘s far more desperate at the thought of you ruining him than you are.
#where my qsmp bitches at. qPac fans raise your hands#also que lindo means how beautiful in Portuguese as far as I understand and have been using it! <3 I love the phrase lmao#correct me if I’m using it wrong here though if you know lol#sorry it ain’t an ask but like. I’m going crazy fucking stupid over this dude. he’s so he’s just so so so so so#head empty.brr#pac.brr#k. praise#k. oral fixation#k. marking#k. possessiveness#I’d say this counts as possessiveness??#what’s the tag for when a character has been a victim of cannibalism and came out with a crush on the cannibal and a thing for biting#because like. my guys got some stuff goin on yknow#nsfw.brr
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y’all my qsmp hyperfix has grabbed me by the balls I’m gonna be honest, how are all of you doing?
#I’m chipping away at an ask but it’s slow going my brain pivoted real quick from back to hc straight to qsmp jfjsjjf#are any of y’all also in this boat. because I might start writing shit for some of the characters tbfh#love you all hope you’re doin well!#will babbles
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kinks i'm 100% sure mythicalsausage has
reminder that i only write characters and not cc's. ANYWAY
BREEDING KINK. no explanation needed, look at him
Blood Play. do not talk to me. do not look at me
Predator/Prey. i just think he'd be absolutely thrilled with the chase, very giddy and giggly. is down to chase or be chased
Oral. look at him. oral.
PRAISE!!! give him praise!! let him shower you in praise!!!
absolutely Overstimulation are you kidding me. ruin him. wreck him. destroy this man. he'll beg for more and thank you after
Marking!! Hickeys!!!! Bite marks!!!!! this ties into (healthy) possessiveness
push him around a little! pull his hair and order him around and watch him melt for it
alright i'm a little mixed on this one but i do think he'd be a joy and a delight to be a brat to.
speaking of
DADDY KINK. THIS MAN HAS A DADDY KINK. LOOK AT HIM. TELL ME I'M WRONG
i'm a little iffy on this one actually but i really think he'd go bonkers over seeing you in pretty jewelry and clothes borrowed from him. this ties into marking i think.
#you’re so correct and real for all of these tbfh#he’d be so fun to brat to because he’s such a brat himself methinks#brat recognizes brat yknow#villain reblogs#stellaricwriting#k. breeding#k. blood kink#k. primal (predator/prey)#k. overstimulation#k. hair pulling#k. marking#k. praise#k. mommy/daddy
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I’m going to explode I’m going to explode I’m going to explode I’m going to explode I’m going to explode
#I keep getting tik toks of cellbit on my fyp and i need to lay down and stop breathing about it#It’s like a few certain clips of that man robs me of the ability to fucking breathe dude#like fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck what the fuck#what the fuck dude what the fuck#I cannot stress this enough. holyfuckingshit#me? attracted to another brunette man with long floppy hair and a sharp grin that is really into puzzles???? everyone pretend to be shocked#sorry I need to share this before I literally explode like a hydrogen bomb#anyways I’m having a regular one. how are all of you doing#will babbles
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okay, okay- seems like i can't stop myself today, so here's one more!
you, you are mayor scar's assistant alongside with bdubs. but you and bdubs didn't get along so well, it's like a rivalry relationship between you two for mayor scar's praise or attention, when one of you gets praise out of your mayor, fully expected that there's going to be another fight between you two.
there's one time in the meeting where bdubs is the one who gets praise for his idea and it makes him turn to you to send a "smirk of victory" at you, but that only triggers you to make some comments on his idea about how likely it's won't going to be working as well as he thought it would be to turn scar's attention to you and then it'll be you who send the smirk back at bdubs, and this will happens back and forth until someone stops you two. if not? well, expect this meeting to never end until two of you are out of breath :D
if after the meeting ended, and you two are still heated at each other there will be an argument along the way back to the assistant's room (scar will purposefully put yours and bdubs's table close to each other too as if giving you two the same room isn't bad enough)
"i still can't believe scar gives me the same room with a person like you" you spat out as you enter the room, at that, it makes bdubs walk closely after you and mumbles something under his breath. "what's that? are you out of breath already little guy?-" as you turn around you wasn't expecting him to be this close- too close and that makes you stumble back and it feels like you're getting cornered, "gosh, you're so annoying" he said as he continues to corner you until you're back up against your desk, so he put his hands on the desk, caging you in. "what are you going to do about it then" you said with a too confident smirk that soon to be wiped off.
after this, if one of the H.E.P. team sees bdubs's shirt has lipstick stains on it or sees how your legs are shaking, they wouldn't be surprised anymore with all that stunt you two pulled in the meetings.
(some teasing with mayor scar :P hehe, maybe he will have to punish you two for the trouble in the meetings sometimes)
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Hate fucking with right hand to the mayor Bdubs? You have my complete attention hfjsjf
His hands holding your hips so tight you’re sure there’ll be bruises in the shape of his fingers, but you can’t really find it in yourself to do anything to stop it. The way he’s handling you is similar to the way you’re treating him - bared teeth and out of breath insults, your nails down his back and his fingers making bruises.
It’s rough and near feral with how frustrated the both of you are. Months of charged tension and animosity finally resolving in a dramatic, almost violent way. His cock slamming into you without caring if he’s getting you off, though with the way he bites into your shoulder and shoves you harder against the desk, you’re sure you can reach your hand between you and find your own orgasm quickly. This doesn’t stop you from sneering about it, though, how he’s fucking you so hard and yet still can’t properly get you off.
It’s the best fuck you’ve had in a long, long time.
(Mayor Scar can hardly believe it when the two of you come into the office the next day, the both of you still squabbling despite the blatant fact you fucked it out last night. He starts to think, his eyes looking over the dark marks above Bdub’s collar, and the way you wince when you sit down - maybe it’s time for him to intervene and give out some punishments of his own)
#the next day all Bdubs can think about is bending you over your desk. you’re thinking about bending him over his desk. and scar#scar is this close to locking the office door and making you both get on your knees for him because really this rivalry is interfering with#mayoral work. you both have to make it up to him somehow#anyways#villain.ask#🍂 anon#b.brr#s.brr#ms.brr#k. rough sex#k. marking#nsfw#nsfw.brr
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So I’ve been a lurker on this blog for a while now but I figured I would actually send my first ask and it’s a 3L Ren one so hope you enjoy!
So Ren inviting you to Dogwarts to try to convince you to raise the banners for him. And him trying to convince you as a fellow red you want him on your side, he’ll help keep you safe, you should understand how dangerous it is with all these different alliances. And sure you’re listening but keeping an arms length approach to these trying times in 3rd life.
“Well isn’t it dangerous for you too?”
Running a hand up onto his shoulder, lightly running thumb over the scar from getting his head chopped off not too long ago. And him just stiffening up and his arm moving to grab a weapon and you just reaching a hand up to his cheek.
“No there’s no reason for that now.”
And him just doing lil snarl “who do you think you’re talking to here? I am—I’m the red King!” And you just look up at his crown and nod slowly.
“I know you are, you must be so tired…so much work and effort going into keeping everybody safe, keep poltical alignments, and still trusting your hand even after he killed you…”
He just shrugs your hands off him and you let it happen. But he’s not really moving away but slightly leaning back and spitting out,
“I asked him to do that.”
You just nod with a hum and tuck your hands behind my back and slowly walk around him.
“yes I know…but I’m sure there was still a small feeling of betrayal right? Of course he did it and it’s what you wanted but maybe you thought he would protest more? Or maybe he would have a hard time bringing himself to do it? Or maybe convince you to take a different course of action? But he did it…so loyal isn’t he?”
You reach your hands up to smooth over his shoulders from behind and his breath hitches slightly. From there you run your hands back up to his shoulders on your tiptoes (block beneath the feet lmao) and wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind. He could easily shove you off again, but he doesn’t.
“You should feel lucky…grateful to him. He does so much work for you. Everything you don’t do he does, and he does everything for you doesn’t he?”
He glares over his shoulder at you, and you catch the slightest bit of the red gaze from under the glasses as he growls out through gritted teeth,
“He doesn’t do everything and I—I am grateful! He’s loyal to me! I don’t know what you’re trying to do man but you’ll need to work harder to break Martyn and I’s bond.”
You just tilt your head at him with a small pout. “I’m not trying to do anything. I’m just acknowledging that you’re probably so tired…so exhausted of taking care of everyone and balancing risks and decisions…”
He pauses as your arms squeeze him slightly, and a shaky exhale leaves through his nose at your words. You can’t help to small smile that curls onto your lip as your next words drip honey in his ears.
“Oh there it is…see, my king, I know you’re tired and probably need to relax. And maybe I don’t want you risking yourself for me while you’re also on red, you know? You deserve to be protected”
You end your words with a little whisper and he slouches a lil and wets his lips to talk, a lot more strained suddenly.
“Y-yes maybe you are…right in me taking a little break…”
You hum as he falls right into your web, and reach your hands up to the bloodied crown that lays atop his brown locks. Your words are even softer now.
“The weight on your shoulders…you must feel so heavy…poor thing…”
You slowly remove the crown from his head, careful of his ears the whole time. You can barely hear it, but you can hear a small whine escape his throat involuntarily. The small smile upon your face shifts into a smirk, knowing that you have complete control of the Red King at the moment.
You shushing him softly as the heavy metal leaves his head completely, and feel his tail slightly twitch against your legs. His head just kinda lolling back onto your shoulder and you can’t fully tell but you’re fairly certain he is looking at you from his head’s new resting place. Your smirk swiftly switches back to the ever so sweet smile.
“Such a good king…”
He lets out that shaky exhale again and in response you let out a hum. “Do you know what I think you could do that could help you relax, and help me as an ally?”
His ear just twitches a little and if he wasn’t looking at you before you know that he definitely is now. His eyes are as wide as saucers, bright red eyes staring at you holding your eye contact.
After a moment, while still holding eye contact, your hands shift back up to his shoulders and you begin slowly pushing on his shoulders. He can’t help but follow your lead while swallowing down a lump in his throat as his voice comes out raspy.
“Wh-what are you…”
Whatever protest that might have been dies in his throat as he slowly gets onto his knees. You slowly walk around to face his front, one hand never leaving his shoulder while the other holds the crown dangling off two fingers.
Your smile a little wider now that you’re in front of Ren and he just stares up at you wide eyes with a blink.
“A king should serve his people as much as we serve him”
You watch as his Adam’s apple bobs with an audible gulp. “What do you—what would you have me do?”
You reach your hand up from his shoulder, ghosting your fingers up the side of his jaw. Your hand slowly settles into his hair, past his alert ears, as you begin scratching his scalp and then slowly moving to scratch behind his ear.
He can’t help but lean into the touch as you give it to him, so you step a bit closer. He seems to be utterly delighted by the attention and equally as upset when you remove your hand if the whine that escapes him is any indication. He doesn’t realize how close you were to him, as he ends up now leaning on your thigh. His face flushes a shade darker than it was as he starts to get the picture.
Because apparently while you were scratching behind his ear, you set his crown atop your head. You look gorgeous with the bloody piece of metal atop your head, really accenting your own bright red eyes and matching your wicked little smirk as you stare down at him like he’s nothing more than a mere dog. Your hand tangles back in his hair as you grab at the roots, not hard, but enough to give a tug.
“Go on then, be a good boy for your loyal subject and serve me”
And that’s where I left it because I ran outta steam but yeah :)
Anon I hope you stay here and send asks for forever because holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit
#getting the red king to his knees like that to please you? in a way he’s eager to do so? fuck man#igkwjjfkekfktjt this is so. so so so so so#I got nothing to add to this it’s chefs kiss#villain.ask#r.brr#k. dom reader#k. power play#nsfw#nsfw.brr
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Quick thought before I fall asleep for y’all, but uh. Xisuma with shibari done under his armor.
Usinng one of the smaller sized ropes, just intricate designs along his upper arm or forearm, or maybe both, with the right kind of laces to allow him full mobility but still feel the rope tighten when he bends his elbow.
Maybe giving him a full chest harness of sorts, making diamonds with the rope along his spine, tightening the rope around his shoulders so he feels it when he bends or stretches.
Just knowing that it’s there, even if nobody else can see it. Secure and snug and almost too distracting as he goes about his day on the server. It’s just nice, yknow?
He has to keep his helmet on the first few times he does this, far too flustered for comfort. The more he does it (because, let’s be real, it would not be a one time thing) the more he gets used to it, he almost forgets it’s on sometimes.
And getting to see him as you go about your day on the server, knowing just what’s underneath his armor? How could you be anything but smug and satisfied?
#this is more of a ramble than anything#also. I know a criminally small amount about shibari to keep it a buck with y’all. so I can’t do specifics but I’m trying here#x.brr#k. bondage#will babbles
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Welcome back beloved!! (≧∇≦)/
hi hello hi!!! thank you! It’s nice to see you!
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jokes on tacussy, they don't know i refer to them as tacussy to u
taco cat just can’t escape the tacussy name huh
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AND WHEN THE WORLD NEEDED HIM MOST HE RETURNED -🌮🐱
and just like the avatar, it took me 100 years ppfjajskfkf
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i 100% subscribe to rigger etho, especially shibari. like if you've been annoying that day i feel like he'd just tie you up and leave you for beef to deal with
-part of a finch anon ask
Rigger Etho with shibari just makes sense!!
Etho’s hands are warm against your skin as he ties you up. He’s an expert with the rope in his hands, having no issues or need to untangle or straighten his work as he makes knot after knot. It’s steady and methodical, and the sheer competency of it all works well to wind you up.
He had started with your legs, tying your ankles to the back of your thighs and making a lattice to your knees. He then moved to your arms, wrapping rope around your hands and continuing upwards. He’s steady as he loops the rope around your arm, under and over another strand, then around again until the pattern stretches from your wrist to your bicep.
From there, he positions your arms behind you, and bonds your wrists to your elbows. Then he loops rope over your shoulders to properly tie up your chest and back.
As much as you had bratted your way into this situation, you didn’t want to make this too difficult. Not even considering the difficulty of the rope work, there’s something in the process that feels important.
You let him take your limbs and position them how he pleases, wrapping rope across your body like you’re a work of art. There’s nothing but the two of you, the soothing methodical work of his hands, and the anticipation that builds.
So you hold as still as you can until Etho is finished, and can move you how he wants you on the bed. You follow his direction as he nudges you forward, and widens your legs from how you were previously kneeling. He smoothes over your shoulders with his hands when he’s done, his eyes tracing over your body as he inspects his work.
The rope is a constant pressure against your skin, keeping you in a certain pose and digging in in a way that almost makes you dizzy when you try to flex, let alone struggle against them. He watches for a moment as you purposefully try to curl your arm, testing the give. His hands continue to caress you, passing over the lines of the ropes, occasionally tugging to watch you try and stay upright.
“There we go,” he murmurs, content with his work. He presses a few kisses along your jaw, before moving up to your lips. Your hands clench as you kiss him back, wanting more than anything to reach up and tangle your fingers in his hair.
His hands come up to cup your cheeks when the kiss is over, pressing his forehead against yours for just a moment. Then he pulls away, standing up off of the bed to face you. He crosses his arms across his chest, sliding back into the sort of stern mood that he was before the almost meditative state of tying you up.
“Are you ready to be good?” He asks. You’re torn between the thrill of mouthing off (because really, haven’t you been still and behaved this whole time?), and sinking into that soft buzz that has you wanting to be good for him.
He pinches your chin and turns you to look at him when you don’t answer, his fingers pressing into your skin.
“Well?”
You’re nodding before you realize it. He hums and lets you go, bringing his hand down from your chin to your thigh, trailing it down to your knee as he pulls away.
“I dunno. You haven’t exactly impressed me today,” he says. He takes a step away from the bed, and brings his hand to his chin, as if thinking. The rope reminds you to hold still instead of trying to reach for him, digging into your skin as your arm tries to move. Your breath catches at the feeling.
“But,” he continues, before you can try to argue your case, “maybe you can try with Beef.”
“Beef?” The mention of him is enough to refocus you, pull your mind away from the ropes. Beef wasn’t supposed to be back for a while, which meant you would have to wait, left high and dry until he returned. “I don’t want to wait for Beef.”
“That’s rough,” Etho says. He takes a step closer and slips two fingers underneath the rope over your shoulder, tugging it to fix whatever imperfection he had seen. “Brats like you don’t get what they want.”
Then he steps away again. You watch until he starts to open the door to leave, pleading for him to change his mind, reassuring him you can be good - because you’re so turned on you can barely think, and you can’t just watch him leave without trying to get him to stay.
“Color?” He checks in, when you’ve run out of breath, and ways to say please. He nods when you tell him green. “If you say you can be good for me, then you can be good for Beef.”
And then he’s gone. Leaving you with the thought of Beef finding you here like this, all roped up and exposed. Needy and wanting from the way the ropes squeeze your skin and keep you still. Entirely unable to touch yourself, to move off the bed, to do anything at all.
(You’re lucky it doesn’t take long for Beef to come back and find you there, tied up and desperate, like a present just for him. And Etho is right - you’re perfectly behaved for Beef as he finally gets you onto your back and stretches you out on his cock, ropes digging into your skin as he fucks you like you had been gagging for)
#ropes are sexy. Etho is sexy. consent is sexy. you agree#It’s just like. going from the methodical meditative hazy mindset to immediate brat taming needs a check in yk#anyways sorry finch this is the ask I was talking about splitting up. because you’ve got several bullet points and I can’t not elaborate sm#thank you theo once again for reading it over :3#villain.ask#finch anon#e.brr#bf.brr#k. bondage#k. brat taming#k. restraint#k. poly#k. edging#I think this counts#nsfw#nsfw.brr
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