#ari plays dds

[detective-prince-enthusiast]

am i gonna get crucified for saying this is lowkey yuri between argilla and jinana. cause this too is kind of yuri.

[evansbby]

you get a request from a mysterious viewer for a private chat…

❃▹or ❃▹

sugar daddy ari meets cute camgirl!reader and she doesn’t know how to act around him.

{18+, dd/lg overtones, daddy kink,minors dni}

A. Levinson has requested a private chat.

The message pops up on your screen the moment you’re about to shut your laptop and call it a night. It’s already past midnight and you’ve just ended a particularly wild livestream. Tonight, you’d done the whole innocent girl act that your subscribers loved so much. You’d asked them to suggest on the live chat all the different ways you could touch yourself. As expected, it had gone over a treat, and you’d done your highest numbers yet thanks to your loving fans.

Speaking of which, your laptop beeps again with another notification:

A. Levinson donated $500.

You recognise the name immediately. Of course, you have no clue what he looks like or who he is. But he’s a new regular on your livestreams. Thousands of people watch you but you recognise the names of those who donate frequently. A. Levinson is one of those people – and his donations are hefty, too. Oh, should you accept? You didn’t really do private chats…

The buzz of another notification snaps you out of your thoughts. Another five hundred dollars. And this time, there’s a message attached.

A. Levinson: I really enjoyed your show tonight. Could I possibly take up your time for just a little bit longer? You can name your price.

Well… he didn’t sound creepy. He was most likely an older gentleman, probably lonely with a bunch of wealth and nobody to spend it on – aka, your favourite type of customer. You hover over his name quickly – no profile picture, forty-two years old (practically double your age!), new profile. Yep, it all checked out. You’d been planning on calling it an early night tonight but perhaps you could stretch it out a little longer and give this lonely old soul a bit of an extra show… For the extra cash, of course.

You fix your hair and adjust the lingerie you’ve still got on. You hadn’t stripped nude on tonight’s livestream, and most of your viewers had been too enraptured watching you make yourself cum over and over again to really even notice. Plus, you always chose the best lingerie to wear for your cam-shows. Tonight, you had on a pretty lacy set in the softest, cutest shade of baby pink, with creamy white ribbons and detailing completing the look along with your signature pink pumps. This A. Levinson guy would be in for a treat and a half. You quickly accept his request for a private chat, easily slipping back into the character you play in your shows.

“Hello there,” you feign shyness and smile into the camera how you always do. “What’s your name?”

“Ari,” the stranger responds, his voice sounding like liquid chocolate pouring straight out of your laptop. Damn. He didn’t have his camera on but that was unsurprising – most of your fans were very shy. “I have to admit, I didn’t know if you’d accept my private chat request.”

“Well, how could I not?” You adjust the straps of your bra slowly, “I love my fans, you know.”

He chuckles, “And they sure do love you.” A pause. “You looked breathtaking tonight.”

You’re used to compliments from your fans. Comments ranging from: “you’re gorgeous” to fuck ur so hot xx” to “I wish my girlfriend looked like you” to “you made me cum so hard in my pants baby.” But the way this Ari guy says it… the way he says the word “breathtaking” – all soft, and slow and melodious and confident. Instantly, your heart thrums, leaving you feeling a tad embarrassed.

“Oh… why thank you! That’s super sweet of you to say.” You recover quickly, slipping back into your “innocent girl” character as you smile softly and avert your gaze and do that thing where you rub your arm and pretend to be all shy. It goes over great with all your other fans.

But this fan only chuckles, “You can call me Ari for now, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart?!?

You clear your throat, “Were you feeling lonely tonight, Ari?”

“You could say that. I try to tune in to your show whenever I have the time. You were beautiful tonight, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so sweet.” Oh, there was that liquid chocolate voice again – all velvety and smooth and deep! You vaguely wonder what he looks like…

“Thank you, Ari. What was your favourite part?”

And okay, so maybe you’re being a bit boring right now. Usually, on the rare occasion you did agree to a private chat, you’d be a lot more flirtatious. But this man’s voice was almost putting you in a trance, making you have to think your next words so you don’t stumble over them. Gosh, none of your other fans sounded like he did! All calm and self-assured, and…

“I really enjoyed the part when you were using your fingers. You had that lost look in your eye, as though you were on another planet. I thought it was really cute.”

You giggle, shuffling closer to your webcam so he has a good view of your cleavage. The ring-light behind your camera casts a flattering, bright hue over your body, accentuating the way your breasts spill out of your bra and bounce slightly as you move closer. You think you hear a rumble escape his throat, but you can’t be too sure. Either way, you lean into the camera, “You like it when I touch myself?”

“Honey, I don’t think there’s a man in this world who wouldn’t like that.”

Another spark flutters down your spine, and you wonder why his words are making you react like this. You’ve been on the receiving end of a bunch of different compliments from your fans day after day. So… why now? Why tonight? Why him? Why was it different now?

The buzz of your laptop knocks you out of your reverie.

A. Levinson donated $600.

“Do you think you could touch yourself for me again?” He asks, his voice all velvety smooth yet rugged at the same time. And it’s a request that he doesn’t even bother to veil as a question, and for some reason, you feel a jolt down there at his expectant tone. “I would really love to see that pretty look on your face again.”

You giggle nervously before remembering to put on your innocent girl act for the camera. “Touch myself? I dunno… It’s getting kind of late, sir.”

A. Levinson donated $800.

“I told you, please call me Ari for now.”

You don’t know whether you clench from the sheer amount of money he seems to be throwing at you as if it’s nothing, or the delicious hint of authority in his tone. None of your fans were like that – they all acted like you were very much the one on charge, the one with all the power, the one who could log out and end the chat and leave them hanging at any moment. Which you could – so then why was Ari acting like he was the one who held all the power?

And why did you not hate it at all?

Slowly, you slip your hand down your body, making sure to look demure and seductive in front of the camera.

“Play with your lingerie,” he commands, “Play with those cute little white ribbons.”

“Yeah, o-okay,” you breathe, inwardly wondering why the hell you’re not taking control of your own show like how you usually do. Why you’re so okay with letting him take the lead. Nevertheless, you twirl the ribbons of your panties around your fingers, stroking the satin softly as your core begins to pulse in need. But instead of going down to touch your pussy, you keep playing with your lingerie instead, imagining that your hands are not yours, but rather… someone else’s. Someone who’s rough, tough, masculine and rugged… And hell bent on teasing you.

“Use your other hand too,” Ari says, “Squeeze your pretty tits, baby girl. They look so pretty in that pink bra.”

“Th-Thank you, da–” You bite down on your tongue just in time, mortified that you almost let that word slip out. And you think you hear a smirk on the other end of the call, but you’re too preoccupied with listening to Ari to really pay any heed. With one hand still playing with your panties, you squeeze your breast with your other. Your nipple feels hard against your palm, and your eyes momentarily flutter shut as you knead your soft flesh at his orders.

“That’s so good, pretty girl. You look so pretty and cute like that.” Ari compliments. “In fact, your choice of lingerie is one of my favourite parts of your shows. You’re always wearing something cute and girly. It’s very charming, sweetheart.”

Oh, how was he being so calm right now? Usually, your fans got themselves worked up within the first few minutes of your private chats. It didn’t take much to get them to blow their loads and their money too, and the chat would be over in about five minutes. But right now? Right now, it seems you’re the one who’s getting worked up. Quickly, you clear your throat.

“Thanks. This set is one of my favourites.”

“Is that so? Well, you have to promise me you’ll buy yourself a few more sets as adorable as this one.” Ari responds, “Cute and pink and pretty, just like a princess. Aren’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you agree, cringing at how dumb you sound. He seems unperturbed, however, and you soon grow preoccupied with touching yourself again. Squeezing your other breast while you make direct eye contact with your camera.

“Good girl. Why don’t you touch your little pussy now? I’m sure she’s starting to feel a bit neglected.” He chuckles, and you marvel at how in control he sounds, how easily the words slip past his tongue. “After all, she’s the star of the show, isn’t she?”

“She is,” you agree softly, blinking at the camera, “She’s very wet.”

“Mm, I’m sure she is, baby girl. Push your panties aside and spread your legs so her daddy can take a look at her.”

You gasp when you hear him refer to himself as that, but he seems so damned unperturbed that you feel you have to act the same. Oh gosh, when had this all taken such a turn? Never before had you taken orders from a fan in a private chat, but it’s like he’s somehow programmed you to listen to him through that velvety voice of his.

You spread your legs like how you’d do on a regular livestream, angling the webcam to get the perfect shot. Your panties are soaked when you push them aside, and you bite your lip as you use two of your fingers to spread your folds. They glisten under the lighting, your wetness trailing down your thighs and staining the rug under you.

“Such a good girl,” Ari rewards you with a compliment. “Such a good little girl with a cute little baby pussy. You should be so proud, princess.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Now, do you want daddy to turn his camera on? And don’t worry, it’s alright if you’re too shy and you don’t want me to. You’re just a little girl after all, and I wouldn’t want to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

Your heart lurches. Ari? Turn his camera on? Oh, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a bit curious to see what he looked like! To see the face that matched that insanely chocolatey voice… A nervous thrill ripples through you, but you try your hardest to remain cool.

“Y-Yes,” you manage to get out, hating how you stutter. You never stutter on your own livestreams and chats. Never. You clear your throat, “Yes. Yes, you can turn your camera on.”

A moment later you find yourself staring at a set of deep blue eyes. You blink several times. Now, you see a handsome face. A very handsome face. Bronzed skin, a thick beard. Striking eyes, high cheekbones. A gorgeous, sloped nose. Long brown hair that brushes over his eyes before he pushes it back and out of his face. Oh, he was hot! And fully dressed, too. In an expensive-looking suit with his tie loosened around his neck.

“Oh… wow, Ari… I–” You’re at a loss for words, but thankfully Ari takes the reins.

“Keep touching yourself, sweetheart. Yeah, just like that.” He licks his lips, long lashes fluttering across his cheekbones as he blinks, “And call me daddy, baby. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, daddy, that’s fine.”

“I thought so. Now, why don’t you tell daddy your favourite way of keeping your baby pussy happy.” He murmurs softly, slowly, hypnotically.

You watch as his own hand slips down, and it thrills you to think of what he’s doing, what his camera isn’t showing. Oh, none of your other fans were as handsome as him! Or as put together or as in control! No, Ari’s energy is completely different. So softly dominant that it sends chills up and down your spine as you clamber to obey him.

Suddenly, you remember he’d asked a question.

“My stuffie, I guess.” You answer hypnotically, staring into his blue eyes that look to be so deep, so soulful. Like he was a man who’d seen everyone and everything this world had to offer. A man who’d lived an entire lifetime, a man who was, well, a man in the purest sense of the word. So virile, so mature – someone you could look up to, follow, listen to.

“Your stuffie.” Ari repeats, savouring the word on his tongue, “You stuffie keeps your pussy happy, huh? I think I remember watching one of your livestreams where you did something like that. But I’d like you to show me again, baby. Will you do that for me?”

Luckily, your stuffed teddy bear is only a foot away from you, and you quickly grab it. And it was true, sometimes you’d ride your stuffies during your livestreams. Your fans loved to watch you writhe and moan and lose yourself in the moment, watch you go from cuddling your stuffed toys to humping them and making yourself cum. Clearly, Ari had been a fan of this routine too.

You get into position, placing your teddy bear between your legs, watching how its fur goes damp as soon as it makes contact with your soaking pussy. Biting your lip, you waste no time as you start rocking back and forth tentatively. Ari lets out a rumble of approval, and you see his arm flex as he leans forward.

“That’s so good, baby girl. You like using your little friend to make you feel good?”

“Y-Yeah, it’s one of my most viewed livestreams.”

He smirks, “But you’ll put on a better show for me right now, won’t you?”

“Yeah, daddy…”

Your breathing slowly goes shallow, mind clear of any thoughts except how sexy and manly Ari sounded on this call right now. And it feels so delicious already, your teddy’s fur catching on your throbbing clit, incensing you to grind down harder.

“You have a wishlist, babygirl?”

The question is posed so casually that it somehow almost winds you. Your hips slow down and you look up at your webcam. But Ari narrows his eyes, nodding his head as if commanding you to continue, which you do. God, it was so hot how nonchalant he was being — and yet he sounded so attentive too!

“A wishlist?” You squeak, voice going high-pitched as your hips pick up pace, and you wish it was Ari’s thigh you were grinding on instead of this stuffie. Your body’s doing that thing where it feels empty, craving something bigger, more substantial…

“Yes, sweetie. A wishlist. A list of things you want. Clothes or makeup or anything like that.” He’s pumping his dick now, you can tell with how his hand’s moving. But the rest of him looks so unperturbed and unbothered, as if he’s having a normal conversation and not jacking off with a camgirl while he watches her masturbate with a stuffed teddy.

“I—um—yeah, I do…” you somehow manage to get the words out, but you’re mostly focused on cumming now. Your mind conjures up images of you naked on top of a fully dressed Ari. Him big and powerful, guiding your hips with just one hand, dragging you back and forth on his muscular thigh. Or maybe picking you up and placing you on his bulge, letting you rub your soaking cunt on it while he calls you a good girl in that deep, sexy voice of his…

“Sweetheart? You with me?”

“I, yeah, sorry!” You pant, feeling so close and yet a part of you knows you have to answer him. “I d-do — I have a list but—”

“You’re going to send it to daddy after you cum,” he tells you. “A pretty little girl like you needs her daddy to reward her after she humps her pretty little princess cunt and gets off so nicely just like how I asked you to.”

Your orgasm hits you out of nowhere. And it’s his words that tip you over the edge. So dirty, yet he talks in such a sweet way! Oh, a man’s never spoken to you like that! So casually talked you through your orgasm, praising you so sweetly and telling you he’d buy you everything on your wish list?! Who was this man??

“Send it to me. Now.”

You’re weak and spent, legs shaking from cumming so hard. But you quickly send him your wish list on private chat. You doubted he’d buy everything on it — all the expensive jewellery, designer clothes, shoes — especially since he’d already showered you with so many cash donations. But you send it to him anyways, and he hums in approval.

“That’s such a good girl. I really enjoyed our chat, baby.”

Your heart sinks. Was this it?

“Why don’t you show daddy your pussy again, baby girl? I want to see how messy it is now.”

Again, you obey. Angling your webcam and opening your legs for him. A part of you imagines him doing it for you, gripping your soft thighs with his calloused, manly hands so he could inspect to his heart’s content. God, he just exuded dominant energy and it was making you lightheaded. Quickly, you spread your sopping folds with your fingers, letting him see everything.

“Fuck, you’re so messy, aren’t you?” Ari murmurs, and you watch him brush his long hair out of his face. His tanned skin glistens slightly, his lips pink and plump and you find yourself just staring at him in awe.

“I-I’m messy…” you repeat, feeling dumb and spaced out after your orgasm.

“Bet you need your daddy to clean up that baby pussy, don’t you?” He licks his lips, pumping himself faster. That’s when his camera lowers slightly, and your breath hitches at the sight of the angry red tip of his dick.

“I… I don’t know… I—”

He chuckles kind of breathlessly, “You’re all dumbed out, huh? That’s alright, sweet girl. Daddy understands.” Again, he runs a hand through his hair, leaning forward slightly to get a better look at you. “I understand that little girls like you get tired easily, especially after playing with your toy so naughtily like how you were just now. That’s why you need your daddy.”

“D-Daddy…” you whimper, incapable of saying anything else except repeating what he’s saying, but you’re able to press your thighs weakly together, as if his words are just too much and you need to get off again despite being so weak.

“You need me, don’t you? To hold you in my lap, clean you up, take care of you, think for you, buy you whatever you want. Lap at your little baby cunt till you cum in my mouth. Am I right?”

Ohfuck. You feel newfound thrill ripple down to your pussy, making you clench at his words.

“I… I don’t.. I just— daddy, I. —“

Ari chuckles breathlessly, and a lock of his hair falls over his forehead, but apart from that he still looks pristine. The complete opposite of fucked out, messy little you.

“You can’t even speak straight, can you, Princess? That’s alright, little girls like you aren’t meant to think or talk anyways. That’s your daddy’s job, that’s why I’m here. All you have to do is look cute and play with your little toy on my lap while daddy does all the thinking for you. Would you like that?”

“Yes!” You cry, feeling needy and vulnerable and still a little bit confused as to how this virtual stranger has reduced you to such a blubbering mess.

“Fuck. Say it, then. Tell me how badly you need me.”

“N-Need daddy,” you blubber, vaguely wondering what your viewers would think if they saw you now. Often, you acted all spaced out and whimpery in your livestreams. But this… oh, this wasn’t acting at all. Ari had well and truly reduced you to a whimpering mess — and you didn’t even know the guy!

“I know you need me,” he croons, “Little girls like you always need their daddy. And I want to take care of you too, sweet baby.”

“Please do!” You cry, “Need you to take care of me so bad! Can’t think, can’t… I can’t…”

You press your thighs together and cum again. And it’s a shock to you, you hadn’t expected to orgasm again so quickly. But you hear Ari groan, and a moment later you watch enraptured as he blows his load, spurts of his thick cum landing on his palm. And you wish so bad you were there in person to clean him up too.

“Both of you are quiet for a minute or so after that. All you can hear is his breathing - rapid at first before it goes steady. You, on the other hand, are beside yourself. Whimpering, crying, breathing hard. You just want him to hold you - and it’s crazy because you don’t even know who he is! Not really, anyways. But he looks so big and strong even on the laptop screen, and you really feel so small in front of his eyes, but in a good way… He had a way with words, so soft and dominant that it made you want him to take care of you, and-

"Thank you, baby girl,” Ari chuckles after a while, “thank you for indulging me.”

You clear your throat, “I…uh… I… okay.”

“You still dumbed out, honey?”

You lower your eyes and nod, feeling all kinds of shy now that you’ve cum twice and your senses are all coming back. Had you really gotten that submissive and vulnerable with a viewer on private chat? Oh gosh…

“Do you need daddy to tell you what to do next?”

You nod, embarrassed at how helpless you feel. Your legs are still shaking from the remnants of your orgasm, ears still buzzing from that smooth, gravelly voice of his as he’d coaxed you through those two orgasms.

“First, I want you to send me that wishlist of yours. Then, I want you to go and take a nice, hot bath to calm yourself down, alright?”

“O-Okay, daddy,” you agree quietly.

“Mm, that’s my good girl. Then, I want you to put on something comfy and tuck yourself into bed. I know little girls like you need your daddy to do that, but for now I need you to do it for yourself. Got that?”

You nod dumbly.

“Daddy needs you to use your words, sweet girl.”

“Yes, I - uh - I’ll take a bath and tuck myself in, daddy.”

“Good girl. But I’ll need you to take pictures as proof you’ve followed my instructions.”

“I will, I will!” You blurt out, wanting to make this virtual stranger proud. Oh, you didn’t even recognise yourself anymore but you didn’t care. Not in the least.

“Thank you, baby. And one last thing.”

“Y-Yes?”

“Would you like to talk to daddy again tomorrow night?”

“Yes! Please, yes!”

“I thought so. Why don’t you give me your number, sweetheart, and I’ll be sure to make that happen.”

THE END.

Honestly wrote this super quickly so it’s probably paced like shit and not that good but YOLO. also i tried something different with the layout heheehehe LMK WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THE FIC PLSSS LOVE YOU GUYS

[kalpeavaris]

Some Murder Deer headcanons

oh nooo please don't get dragged into the deer AU haha... unless...

here's some headcanons & ideas I got while drawing these funky lil' cervidae! enjoy... I guess?!

The Deers in general

They're considered "fawns" until the age of 18 years, then they're "bucks" or "does". A gender neutral term does exist in their species - it's simply "cervi".

Their antlers break in (regardless of biological sex) between 15 and 17 years of age.

Antler size can be inherited, but they're mostly fairly small.

Fawns keep their fawn spots as late as 25 years of age. The longer they persist, the smaller the fawns usually are in "final" height. Uzi's e.g stayed until she was 25 and she's fairly small for her species.

Copper-9 & the Absolute Solver

The entire story sets place on an earth-like exoplanet that - similar to alot of xenofiction (e.g Guardians of Ga'hoole) - has one main race populating the planet (in this case, species of the cervidae family)

The Absolute Solver is an Eldritch Organism that is fascinated by the different kinds of mammals and species on exoplanets, slowly incooperating itself into different planets, imitating their populating species and slowly rotting the planet from the core until it is no more.

On Copper-9 it finds the many cervidae looking creatures, taking on the shape of a musk deer like entity (no antlers, sharp canines, for some reasons wants to devour flesh) - seeing how alot of the main individuals have antlers it develops a secondary obsession with antlers.

The AS incooperates the body of a deceased deer, Cyn, which it found rotting away in a forest. After taking the corpse and making it it's host body it found a small 'family' (herd) of deer which included Tessa, a young doe aged 20 that isn't opposed to welcome new indiviuals into the herd. Her parents however, the leading pair of the herd, do not agree and cast "Cyn"/AS aside.

Intruiged by Tessa's welcoming presence despite the herd's cold aura the AS slowly managed to gain her trust by meeting, playing the role of a young doe lost alone in this world ("Cyn") - and Tessa takes the bait easily.

Long yap session short story, the AS kills Tessa, eats her remains and removes her antlers to fuse them to itself, as well as parts of her fur to appear more like her, hoping it could "become" her in a twisted sense of identity seeking.

The Solvers emblem appears on the "users" forehead and they can use it to regenerate and telepathically carry things around with them. An infected user needs blood to sustain themselves as they'll throw up anything that isn't blood or flesh (for example, the deer on Copper-9 eat a plant based diet).

Solver Users/hosts also grow elongated canines and sharp teeth similar to "Cyn"/AS and it's musk deer body.

The Disassembly Squads

The AS creates the Disassembly "Drones" like it did in the OG story, shaping them after deer. Similar to the OG DDs their true eyes sit on their antlers while the ones in their faces are just to blend in (well... as much as they blend in looking like they do LOL).

The DDs are created from slaughtered members of Tessa's former herd, including N(ari), V(erika) and J(ane).

The DDs also have long canines and eat flesh. They're larger than normal deer and while not capable of flight (lack of wings) they're extremely agile and fast, able to quickly outmaneuver their prey.

N, V and J have fragmented memories of their former lives before being killed and rebuilt which do haunt them. J and V suffer the most from this, N is spared for the most part.

J was Tessa's best friend and almost-partner back before they were all slaughtered, and she still remembers this. "Cyn"/AS promises J to bring back Tessa if she does what it commands of her - trusting it to keep it's word. It doesn't. Doomed Yuri.

J is killed off fairly early by Khan when he chases them out of the forest as he manages to pierce her heart with his antlers, which does kill the DDs - usually alot of deer's antlers are too short, but Khan's cool, so he has very big ones. B)

Uzi & her family

They're now called "Doemans" (yes, you may slap me) - and live in a fairly protected herd away from most dangers in a hidden forest.

Nori was killed by N but returned as ghostly entity. She lost her eye in a battle with "Cyn" but was able to escape before being destroyed - she now serves as some sort of guardian for the Cathedral the humans once inhabited, wearing a cross she found as roseary around her neck; knowing it holds the key to kill the AS.

Khan raised Uzi alone and is the main leader of the herd, thus he's a BADASS in this AU. He won't hesitate to fight N when he tried to kill off Uzi, even being able to chase him off.

Uzi is a late bloomer in regards to her antlers - most fawns get them between the age of 15-17 years, Uzi still hasn't gotten her's at the age of 19 and feels extremely sensitive about this topic. Do not mention it unless you want her to cry internally. She gets mocked over this by some of the fawns in her age range. :'))

Khan doesn't allow Uzi to go outside of the forest's borders until her antlers grow in. She hates this - and sneaks out (only to meet N, V and J - whoops!)

Due to her missing antlers N doesn't really recognize her as prey, so he is friendly until V and J are like "dude that's still a deer?? fucking idiot??" and he's like "but she's so nice to me :'(("

That's when you run, Uzi. And have your dad fight N. And win. Because in this AU he doesn't suck!! >:(

Uzi gets the Solver from her mother like in the OG, where Nori is infected by "Cyn" during their fight. It activates during N's attack on her.

Other people

Doll also has her Solver in this AU! She and her family originate from a different part of Copper-9 and lived with different herds which is why their language differs from those in Khan's herd. They mainly got along by communicating through body language :D

Yeva & Nikolai, her parents, where killed by V when they attempted to leave the forest for food. Doll escaped because V didn't spot the fawn hiding in the tall grass - and this activated Doll's Solver. Ever since she's wandering about alone, trying to find a cure for herself. She also loses her eye in another quarrel later on.

Doll's fate is similar to the OG show with "Cyn" eating her corpse after killing her in a vunerable position.

Lizzy & Thad are also around and they're siblings! They're the first fawns in the herd to tag along with Khan to help and find Uzi. Lizzy is still the chattermouth she is in the show and Thad likes to be active. It's the deer ADHD. Their father is the teacher (who isn't a teacher to be exact in this AU... but something similar B))

[not-a-space-alien]

Desperate Daybreak Chapter 10

In this chapter: Valen quickly realizes he needs to pivot, but is left floundering when it becomes obvious his newfound support has her turn to be emotionally compromised.

MMSS masterpost

DD masterpost

On AO3

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Warning for this chapter: Child death (off-screen)

“Since when did the Landon family have a harvest network?”

“Since today, I suppose.” 

Valen sat down, head in his hands.  “Tessie, did you-”

“No.”

“You didn’t know about this at all?”

“No.”

“How long have they been working to set this up?”

“I have no idea.”

“Setting all this up so quickly–they must have kidnapped hundreds of humans to get this up and running.”

Tessie ground her teeth.

“Tessie?  What do we do?”

Tessie violently twisted the radio knob to turn it off, cutting off the smooth jazz music that had come on.  She cursed violently and stormed off.

“Tessie?” Valen said, like a lost, scared puppy.

“Soooooo,” Lex said.  “Let me see if I understand this correctly.  It doesn’t really matter what we do with the Kithrara estate now, because whatever demand for violence we manage to get rid of, this other family is just going to take over the scene to fill in behind us?”

Valen gripped his hair, folding over onto his knees.  “None of them would have dared with Priscus here.  With Xavier.  It’s because I’m in charge.  They think I’m weak.”  And they’re right.

Ari sighed, fiddling with her knife.  “Well, what would Priscus have done if he were here, that they would have respected him so much?”

“Political assassinations are… much more common here than they are in human society.  And treated with much less fanfare.”  Priscus would have quietly had them vanish for stepping on his turf.  It would be business as usual to snuff out a competitor like that.  “Either that, or he would have challenged them to a public duel.”

“...Duel?”

“Members of the nobility often settle disputes with duels.  It’s perfectly legal.”  Valen sweated, trying to imagine himself being challenged to a duel.  He didn’t like the idea in the slightest.  He’d have no chance of winning anyway, if his embarrassing confrontation with Sebastian where he’d only been saved by his friends was anything to judge by.  “Assassinating your business competition is less legal, but the Kithrara family has done plenty of it.  It’s easy to convince lawmakers to look the other way, and the public hardly cares.  If anything, they love the bloodsport.”

“Well, maybe we can assassinate the Landon family,” Ari said bluntly.

Maybe they could.  Maybe Valen could be ruthless and play this game as well.

Unless…

Unless the rules of the game only applied when someone like Xavier or Priscus was doing it.  If Valen did it, suddenly all those technicalities and illegalities that would have been hand-waved might be very important to the power that be.  He thought back to the police who’d interrogated him, certain he’d killed his husband, until Tessie showed up and thrown around her expertise. 

Maybe the Landon family didn’t think Valen was weak–but had simply correctly assessed that he didn’t have the political weight to throw around to flagrantly bend rules to get his way.  Because of what he was.  A woman, or a sexual pervert, or a little freak who didn’t respect traditional ways of life and had murdered her husband.  All the technicalities that would be waived for a respectable vampire wouldn’t be afforded to him.

He had to follow the law to a T, or an entire nation of hawk-eyed vampires would come down on him in an instant.  Anything he did at all had the potential to upset the precarious act he was putting on to stay in charge of the estate in the first place.  If the Landon family somehow got ahold of the records from the fertility clinic to show he wasn’t going to his appointments, well…  He might start suddenly worrying about political assassination.

“We should just walk over there and bust them out,” Ari said.

“I don’t think that’ll work,” Lex said.

“Why not?  They can’t distribute human blood if they don’t have any humans.”

“They’ll just get more!  Don’t be stupid!  As long as it’s legal to do that here, there will always be someone else in line.”

Lex and Ari started to argue.  Their conversation dimmed in Valen’s ears as he stared at his hands, ears ringing. 

There was nothing he could do.  Someone was just going to swoop in and do evil in whatever room he managed to make by clearing out evil. 

“Did you know the theory of natural selection of species was actually developed by observing the way businesses practice competition in limited markets?” Valen said, eyes glazed over.

Lex and Ari stopped and looked at him.

“It was first characterized by a vampire named Asmodeus Hale in 1861, although there’s evidence that a human named Charles Darwin wrote about it a few y-”

Ari put her hand on Valen’s shoulder.  He looked up at her sharply.

“Valen.”

“...Maybe we should just let them do it.”

“What?”

“We should just let them.  Then, at the very least, these evils won’t be our fault.”

Ari stared at him.  The pit in his stomach got heavier and heavier.

“Just roll over and give up like a pussy, huh?”

“Ariana-”

“Like a fucking pussy?”

“Valen,” Lex said more gently.  She put her hand on Valen’s other shoulder.  “We knew this was going to be a hard fight.  We can’t give up.  We’re going to hit roadblocks.  But we’ll come up with a plan.”

He looked at the two of them, catching his breath.  Then, he nodded.  “Yes.  Thank you.”

“So, let’s think.”

Very easy to say we’ll and let’s when Valen had to be the one doing the heavy lifting.  He wrangled in his thoughts before he could spiral again.  “Lex is right, unfortunately.  We could take guerrilla action to go free their humans, but there would be backlash and they would just get more bodies to feed the machine.  As long as it’s legal…”

His eyes widened.  “As long as it’s… Tessie!”

He leapt up and sprinted after where Tessie had gone, only slowing down when Lex and Ari called for him to wait up for them.

He found Tessie in the master bedroom–or rather, the room’s elegant bathroom.  Her fancy suit, pants, tie, cufflinks, the whole nine yards–it was strewn all over the floor.  Tessie stood in front of the bathroom mirror with her hair down, in an ill-fitting black dress laced with white ribbons Valen had not seen her wear yet.  She was crying and trying to put on lipstick.

“Tessie?” Valen said cautiously.  He slunk in, peeking into the bathroom.

Tessie’s shaking hand stopped, and tears streamed down her face.  She threw her lipstick on the floor, smearing it everywhere.  “I fucking hate the Landon family!” she screamed.  “They ruined my fucking life!  They won’t ever stop ruining everything!”

Valen stood in the door dumbfounded as Tessie bent over the sink, sobbing.  Lex brushed past him to dip in and rub Tessie’s back.  “You’re okay.  You’re okay.”

“I’m not fucking okay!  None of this is okay!”

“What she means to say,” Valen said gently, “is that you’ve talked me through my fits plenty of times now.  Let us do the same for you.”

Tessie sagged against the wall.  She’d apparently been in the process of applying fresh mascara, which had already run.

“What do you need?”

“Here, wash your face,” Lex said.

Tessie let out all her gasping sobs and then splashed cold water on her face with Lex’s help.

“Come here, sit down,” Ari said, patting the bed.  “Tell us what’s going through your head.”

Tessie followed instructions and let herself be led to a sitting position.  “What’s going through my head,” she said slowly, “is that the Landon family has been my family’s rivals for forever now.  And I wouldn’t have cared about that at all, except that my parents did, and they drove me into the ground trying to get me to prove I was as good as their family.  Because we were minor nobility, and the Landons were just a cusp above us, and if they could just raise their son to show up the Landon’s son, that would get them more political power.”

She stopped, fiddling with the twisty knob of the lipstick tube.

“I suspect there’s more to it than that,” Valen prompted.

“The night of my first hunt,” Tessie continued immediately.  “When I turned eighteen.  They sent me out to bring back a human.  I didn’t think much of it at the time.  It was normal and expected.  Until I got there, and this woman I’d tried stalking called the vampire hunters.  And I panicked.  And I tried to take her, and I–I panicked.”

She put her face in her hands.  They all put their hands on her comfortingly.

“Save your pity,” Tessie choked.  “You won’t be so sympathetic in a minute.  I panicked, and I killed her.  And was still trying to convince myself it wasn’t a big deal until I heard the baby crying.”

Lex slowly removed her hand, looking somber.

“So much happened inside of me at that moment.  I felt so much regret.  Disgust with myself.  Ashamed of my entire family and the way they’d trained me not to feel anything.  Everything I’d been pushing down until then.  And… as twisted as it is… that was when I had the realization that I wanted to be a mother, not a father.”

Lex and Ari were silent.  Valen did not let go of her hand and said, “We all react to growing up with these pressures in different ways.”

“Yeah.  Well, maybe you can forgive me, and maybe I can forgive myself if I tell myself I’m doing whatever I can to make up for the guilt, but…  When I brought that orphaned human baby home, my parents weren’t happy, but they let me keep it.  Until the Landon family came over for a visit and saw that I had it.”

“Tessie, I’m so sorry,” Valen said, dismayed.  “They pressured your family to make you get rid of it, didn’t they?”

Tessie nodded, face still in her hand.  “I can still hear him crying.  Wailing, as they did it.  And my father–his completely unfeeling expression.  My mother’s annoyance that I was protesting.  As though this were a childish tantrum I was throwing and not an innocent baby dying.”

She burst into fresh tears.  “I’ve been estranged ever s-since.  I barely speak to them.  They’re monsters, and they made me realize I’m a monster too.”

“You aren’t a monster, Tessie.”  Valen’s grip on her hand intensified.  “Not more than any of us.  You feel things because you’re not a monster.  You feel sadness at the senseless loss of innocent life.  That’s the opposite of a monster.”

She looked at him through red-rimmed eyes.  He took her other hand, squeezing them both.  “What matters isn’t what we did in the past, but that we work together to forge a better future.  So that these mistakes don’t happen again.  All right?”

“All right.”  Tessie leaned her head into Valen’s shoulder.  “All right.”  She sniffled.  “His name was Saul, by the way.  I only had him for about a week, but I find myself imagining how he could have grown up.”

“Saul.  That’s a nice name.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sure he knows you did your best once you realized what the right thing to do is.”

“I hope so.”

“Speaking of… Tessie, it’s been years since I took any classes about the legislature.  But this whole thing has given me an idea.”

“Oh?”

“And it’s for something I think you’d be rather good at.”

“...Go on.”  The promise of an interesting challenge seemed to snap Tessie out of her depression.

“It’s true that as long as it’s legal to forcefully farm humans for blood, whatever humans we free will just be replaced by new captures.  Right?”

“Yes.”

“So… can you draft a bill making it illegal?”

Tessie tapped her golden nails on Valen’s hand.  “Draft it?  Yes, I can draft it.  Passing it would be a battle, though.”

“Well…”  Valen took one of the ribbons that’d fallen off her dress and pinned it back on.  “Shall we put on our battle armor, then?”

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you mentioned a while ago that zodiacs can turn into their kaiju form when they re-experience trauma? i was curious about what trauma and backstories the zodiacs had when they were mortal/before they became gods. i mean, we know about sag’s backstory and vaguely where the zodiacs came from in history, but im curious about the details! and also do any of their corruptions end up playing huge roles in the story? i love corruption arcs/plots (more specifically, how they end up impacting and causing angst for the cast) sorry but im just really curious hsndkjsk

OHOHOHO ANON WHAT AN EXCELLENT QUESTION

i have unfortunately mostly given up trying to write an actual story for my zodiac ocs; ie, i tried to write a book about them and gave up, so i'm happy to divulge all my lore secrets! that being said, spoilers beware for my zodiac lore !! :DD

@sweet-star-cookie @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @hyperfixation-tangentopia @maiawhimsicalt

TW: abuse, murder, suicide, sexual assault, many other various methods of death

Trauma the Zodiacs gained in their mortal lives:

Aries: Aries was a soldier in Ancient Greece, so he has some PTSD due to war and violence and whatnot.

Taurus: Taurus lived in poverty when she was alive, and willingly sold her organs on the black market in order to ensure her family had enough money to live.

Gemini: Gemini had Dissociative Identity Disorder, or DID when she was a mortal. Additionally, she was physically abused by her father for her early life and mentally abused by her mother for her later life. She was also accused of murdering her best friend (Virgo) and took her own life instead of waiting to be executed.

Cancer: Cancer was a soldier in Spain, and he was blown up in an accident involving cannons and gunpowder. He lost the lower parts of his legs and bled to death.

Leo: He lived a good life as a royalty in Ancient Greece, but was ridiculed by his father for wanting to take his father's throne. His father later heard that Leo was prophesied to take his life, so he hired Leo's fiancé (who would later become the Constellation Hercules) to kill Leo. Leo was beheaded in his sleep.

Virgo: Virgo was the bastard child of a king and one of the castle's servants, but was so beautiful that a prince from a neighboring kingdom wanted to marry her still. She was sexually assaulted by her music teacher, one of the dukes that was a close friend of her father's, and the woman that was meant to become her lady in waiting. She was able to get her lady in waiting jailed with the help of her new husband (who was actually a very nice man), but the lady in waiting bribed one of the guards and Virgo was poisoned the night before her wedding.

Libra: Libra was born blind, and became a priestess of Themis, the goddess of justice. Throughout her life, they suffered severe abuse and bullying because they were blind, and they were eventually run over by a chariot.

Scorpio: Scorpio was kept as a sex slave in Ancient Greece and was sexually assaulted an uncountable number of times by at least five different men. Eventually, a man named Origenes (the man who would later become the Constellation Orion) took him as a lover but Scorpio later stabbed Origenes in the eye and heart in a fit of rage after he found Origenes cheating on him. He was killed when two men found Scorpio hovering over Origenes' dead body and the men bound Scorpio's hands and legs and tossed him into the sea.

Sagittarius: Sagittarius was born to Daiyu Cheng (the woman who would later become Capricorn) and spent the majority of his younger life believing his mother did not truly love him because he was conceived from her rape (Daiyu did in fact love Sagittarius with all her heart). When he was eight, his mother faked her own death in order to deceive her husband and fool him into believing she died. Daiyu managed to take her son and board a boat to the United States, with the help of her secret lover. Daiyu later married her lover and bore him twins, and Sagittarius gained two new half-sisters. When he was fifteen, Daiyu died for real and Sagittarius' stepfather turned abusive, often hitting and screaming at Sagittarius and the twins. When he was sixteen, he found out he was pansexual and started seeking out a relationship with one of his male friends, which ended up with him being forced to go to church and him gaining religious trauma. Sagittarius was also sexually assaulted by a girl from his school. Soon after this, his boyfriend was shot and died. When he was seventeen, he accidentally had a child with his then girlfriend, a girl named Lihua (who would later become the Constellation Phoenix). For a while, they were happy and their child was born healthy and they named her Kimberly. At the age of twenty, both of Sagittarius' half sisters died in a car accident, and Sagittarius attempted to hang himself but was stopped by Lihua. He died when their apartment complex burned down.

Capricorn: Capricorn was born to a wealthy man and was the oldest child out of three sisters. When she was fifteen, she was sold off to an associate of her father's and became his fourth concubine. When she was eighteen, she was raped and bore her husband's son, a boy named Weilin (the man who would later become the Constellation Sagittarius). As time passed, her husband and her husband's other concubines became increasingly abusive towards her, and she found solace in one of the servants of the household, who became her secret lover. She then faked her death and escaped to the United States, where she lived in happiness until her death to an aneurysm.

Aquarius: Aquarius was the illegitimate daughter of a Japanese noblewoman, and was abandoned in the forest when she was young. She was found by the Zodiac Pisces, who enjoyed coming down to Earth and talking with her. Eventually, she was found by another Japanese noblewoman and was adopted into her family. After her adoptive mother died, her adoptive father wanted to take Aquarius as his new wife. Aquarius refused, and in a drunken rage, her adoptive father threw her off a balcony.

Pisces: Pisces was the second youngest in a group of six siblings. He was closest with his siblings Megumi and Enyo (the future Constellations Ophiuchus and Cetus), but both siblings mysteriously disappeared when he was thirteen. His oldest siblings, Hayami and Takeo, were later found to be conspiring against the local shogun and as punishment, he and all of his siblings were executed. He was tied to a rock and thrown into a lake, where he drowned.

Trauma the Zodiacs gained after they became a Zodiac (these traumas take place before the main story starts):

Leo and Scorpio: These two were in a very toxic relationship, which ended very badly for the both of them. Leo tended to isolate Scorpio from his friends and family, and also physically abused him by scratching him or biting him. Scorpio verbally abused Leo by belittling him and guilt tripping him, as well as stalking him and watching him while he slept. Both also sexually assaulted each other.

Libra and Capricorn: Libra was bullied a lot by Capricorn because Capricorn believed that Libra hadn't suffered enough to become a Zodiac. Libra also had a crush on Sagittarius, and Capricorn believed that Libra wasn't good enough for her son.

That's all of the Zodiacs' traumas! Now as for how corruption affects the main plot, here are the main plot points involving corruption:

Scorpio and Leo are Zodiacs that succumb to corruption a lot of times, and a minor character arc for the both of them is them figuring out how to deal with their trauma in constructive ways and not just returning to each other and abusing each other.

Pisces was widely considered as the weakest Zodiac, and so he tried to look for ways to become stronger. He found out that if he kept reliving his trauma, he would be in a constant state of corruption, and would become stronger as a result. This culminates in him killing Eclipse (the main god), and drinking her blood in an attempt to gain even more power. This results in him becoming a Kaiju, and all of the Zodiacs need to band together to stop him. However, they are unable to stop him and it ultimately ends with Ophiuchus and Cetus killing him for good.

Scorpio ends up transforming into his Kaiju form in a last ditch attempt to stop the Kaiju version of Pisces. This form of transformation was an artificial transformation, carefully monitored by Aquarius, and therefore able to be stopped at any time. However, he ends up dying due to injuries sustained by Pisces. He does manage to turn back to his normal form, and is able to deliver his final words to his family.

Gemini was kidnapped by Pisces in an attempt to figure out how to travel to the Abyss. His working theory was that since Gemini was an Air sign and a Mutable sign (the most magically flexible of the Zodiacs), if he injected her with the gemstones found in Eclipse's scythe, she would be able to create portals to the Abyss. This results in her corruption and almost Kaiju transformation.

damn I think that's everything!! sorry I took so long to answer this ask, I've been in a creative slump lately. hope that answers all your questions anon!!

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Just finished watching American Dragon: Jake Long to commemorate the 20th anniversary (which isn't for a few weeks, but I couldn't wait!)

ADJL was a HUGE part of my life back in the day. The ADJL Fan Forum was the very first message board I ever joined and the first fandom community I joined, and the very first fanfiction I posted on FanFiction.net was an ADJL fanfiction.

The ADJLFF was a wild bunch of people. We had so much fun making OCs and creating fanfiction and fanart, coming up with theories, playing games, chatting, roleplaying...

Sigh. Fond memories.

My own OCs were Leah Bension. She was called a Supernatural (I completely made that title up. And I didn't realize there was a show called Supernatural) with healing, telepathy, and telekinesis (I didn't realize I basically made her a Jedi. I'm surprised no one called me out on that. lol). I originally made her Rose's long-lost twin, but then I realized it might be a little Mary-Sue-ish (Yeah, yeah, I know- Oh, but her superpowers aren't?), so I just made her Rose's best friend. Irony of ironies, Rose does indeed have a twin!

Another one was an actual dragon: Benjiro (Kind of regretting that name, though. Long story.) Kishi- the Japanese Dragon (Ironically, there is a Japanese Dragon on the dragon council, but it's female). He is from Bethesda, MD; his dad's job transferred the family to NYC. He became Leah's boyfriend.

One more was Michelle, a witch with a personal vendetta against the Dark Dragon, for the DD killed her family. She became friends with Jake and his friends.

I made two or three more who were loosely based on the characters from Avatar: The Last Airbender: Kate, Tibby, and Aaron.

The other OCs my friends made from what I can remember are Kellan, a.k.a. IronHand (he had a metal hand which he can use to control metal objects), also a member of the Huntsclan and Rose's best friend; Cat, Raffi, Ari, Kevin, Liam (who somehow made an annoying clone I can't remember the name of now), Travis (the Dark Dragon's son and Leah's first boyfriend), Brandon (Michelle's boyfriend, and the Floridian Dragon (Who knew Jake's mom's side of the family actually lived in Florida?! Another freakish coincedence.), Veronika, and Ashleigh, an alchemist with a curse (kind of a FullMetalAlchemist thing).

Yep. Those were the days!

Anyway, about the show itself, I didn't realize there were quite a few Star Wars references (and Harry Potter references) there were. Holy shit.

And speaking of Star Wars, when I saw The Force Awakens for the first time, and Finn was telling Rey he was taken by the First Order when he was a baby, I got Rose being kidnapped by the Huntsclan flashbacks!

And Star Wars Resistance came along. Kaz, Tam, and Neeku low-key reminded me of Jake, Trixie, and Spud! And there's Torra, the child prodigy with buns (pigtails in Haley's case), and Synara with a similar hairstyle as Huntsgirl, who left the pirates.

TL:DR ADJL was a big part of my life and continued to be even when I left the fandom.

[erenmpreglover]

Hello hello! Heard you do nijisanji match ups, i was wondering if i can have one too :DD

(Preferably Male, but Female is fine too!)

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Omnisexual (basically like pansexual but yeah, it's hard to explain😭)

Zodiac: Aries

Appearance: 5'6/5'7, chubby, medium lenght wavy hair, tanned skin, dark brown eyes

Mbti: INFJ/INFP (took the test multiple times, these are the two i get always)

Personality: energetic, likes to joke around (in the right time of course), friendly, kind of smart? (My brain is confusing👁👁), sometimes soft spoken, gets easily irritated when im forced to multitask.

Likes: music, food, movies, nature, photography, cooking, playing games, doodles, late night talks

Dislikes: bitter food, when people ask the same question over and over again,

Love Language;

Giving: Acts of Service, Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Gift Giving

Receiving: Acts of Service, Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Physical Touch

Extra: i tend to tap my foot nervously, i hum whenever i cook sometimes or put on a vod in youtube and watch while i do chores.

(That's all! Let's see if i can get my oshi, thank you for this! Hope you have a wonderful day!)

I pair you with…

Ike Eveland !

hear me out…

• first off: IMAGINE HIM LETTING YOU DOODLE ON HIM IN MARKER IF YOUR NERVOUS RAHH 🦅🦅

• no seriously like making a bunch of heart doodles on his hands 🫶🫶🫶

• he overworks himself a lot and if you pull him out of his trance he will melt melt melt

• srsly if u worry about his health hes going to be wrapped around your pretty little finger

• he dates for marriage; not for fun. so if youre not up for a serious relationship he will probably end things even if it hurts him

• FYCK I DONT EVEN WANT TO THINK AB IKE BEING SAD I LOVE HIM SM

• someone needs to match me up w him fr

• anyway, will hum you to sleep as well if you have trouble sleeping. its the sweetest thing ever.

• omg imagine coming home one day and the first thing you hear from his streaming room is his metals screams LMAOO

• “BARRRRGGHHHHH 🔥🔥”

• he knows your introverted and he is too so he’ll probably take you on dates to restaurants every now and then, but most of the time he’ll set up at home dates

• imagine him setting up a fort of blankets, pillows, etc and having netflix on the TV (bonus points if youre watching Thirteen pls that is my most favorite movie of all time..)

• IMAGINE THE SNACKS HE WOULD GET

• okay end of rant i love him too much

• HE WILL READ YOU TO SLEEP 11/10 EXPERIENCE HE HAS THE BESTEST VOICE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

• if youre sick he might EMPHASIS ON MIGHT sing you to sleep

• will actually ask if caviar toast would help you if youre sick

• in his eyes caviar toast makes everything better

RUNNERS UP: Hex Haywire, Selen Tatsuki

[lovinggreeniehours]

🎫 here's a gush pass ^^ feel free to gush about whichever f/o you want, however much you want, then send this ask to 3 other self shippers! (@comfortingstars)

this isn't really a gush but i wanted an excuse to ramble without getting embarrassed hfshjhddj i might not be very coherent, and all of this is just me talking to myself (about arifive) so i can organize my thoughts

okay firstly, i am rewatching season 3. it is such a giant shitshow. honestly. hfshjfdhhdh now the thing is, the plot threads are so tightly knit together (same can be said for the whole show, really) that ive always found it difficult to self insert into it. which is why ari doesn't play too much of a role besides being five's self-appointed meatshield lol

i am rolling with it and making it related to his character arc throughout the story, but i also thought, what if i scrap him altogether? 🤔 what if he was still in the first apocalypse? we do see in the s4 trailer that we might get to see it again through the time-traveling subway(?) so the idea of arifive reunion there sounds. hmmmmmm. but then again that would present a lot of issues like awkward age gap that just. doesn't feel like their style i guess

that idea, i realize, is also just going to be scrapped right away though. five would never leave him there to begin with. that's the entire basis of their relationship 😭

however that does leave ari as a hanging thread with nowhere to go again. ive tried my best not to speculate too hard so i can roll with the flow as s4 comes out (in less than a week :DD) but i really do wonder. in any case ari's presence there, i feel like, would already create colossal differences to the canon events simply because he's there? 😭 five might not behave the same way because of that and now i have to rewrite the entire series. which is such a pain. honestly

like a lot of problems would be solved so fast if ari was there 😒 not to toot my own horn or anything hfshjfsfhj but i do mean it. like the many times five gets hurt and shot at would be solved very quickly, since ari would be affected by neither of that. that is a major problem on this show in general i think. it relies too much on the inconvenience of it all. they keep all their main characters busy and distracted so they're never on the same page, and therfore they all deal with shit by themselves for 10 episodes when they could've solved the problem in 1 by just talking to each other for more than 3 minutes,,,

this show is so so annoying actually how am i supposed to walk around saying "i like this show" when that is sooo not true i am the umbrella academy's number 1 hater at this point 💀 but also i have extensive knowledge of the characters, lore, and plot that is basically burned into my skull. yes i hate this show i swear

one way i had wanted to give ari his own plot (his main theme is of him growing into his own person after his childhood was cut short, after all) was his doppelganger, morgan, in the sparrow academy but im so lost on whether or not she's dead at the end of the season,,,💀 like sure TWO sparrows survived to the finale. out of SEVEN. and then one of them lived until the end (but he's ben so we're unsure about why he's here), but the other one????? no one knows where the hell she went???????? and the season 4 promo doesn't mention her at all 😭 😭 😭 😭 im so confused okay

one thing i definitely had wanted to touch on when i flesh out ari's arc is his powers. they are so complex and personally one of my favorite concepts ever. the power itself is actually rather simple in concept, just hard to explain

but assuming that there are multiple timelines and dimensions in the universe, ari's powers make it so that he is spiritually connected to all his other selves. at least, more so than the average person would be. this is why he doesn't die! if everyone else's souls are split into all their different variants', ari's variants have one soul connected together like a giant web. even if you cut one string, you still have the web, and it can still be rebuilt. therefore, he can never really be processed as dead (unless he cuts the string himself, but he doesn't know that)

that has always been so interesting to think about for me, and how that impacts his character, because then even his power is a direct parallel to five's. five is the traveler of time and space, meaning he can go anywhere he wishes. ari, meanwhile, is already there. always has been, always is, always will be

i was going to build up on that in season 3 and 4, since morgan is one of his variants but. 💀 um. she might have been wiped from existence altogether so i don't really know if that counts as killing her

tldr this show is stupid. it's so stupid it makes its characters stupid by proxy. if i put myself, a non-stupid person, there, there would be no more plot :( i am sad. but i will carry on with my watching because i need to see my husband very badly

[detective-prince-enthusiast]

HEAT. STOP BEING A FUCKING FREAK???? THIS IS A LONG FORCED KISS WHAT IF WE DIDNT DO THAT. WHAT IF THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN. IMAGINE THAT.

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Relationship with Cal Kestis @tapalslegacy | the beginning

Kalmiya takes after her mother with being a video game fanatic, playing all types of games, but what makes her different from her mother, Rosalie is that she enjoys multiplayer games over campaign games. Due to multiplayer games is how she met Cal Kestis.

At first, Kalmiya was very hesistant on speaking over mic when she would solo queue for matches, but it wasn't until she heard Cal's callouts during matches is when she finally decided to speak over the mic. From there, the two became a dynamic duo over various multi-player games, mainly Call of Duty. Even though Kalmiya had anxiety over being in the lobbies for COD due to their toxic environment, she felt at ease knowing Cal was her teammate and they could go through matches together.

Over time of having an online friendship, it wasn't until they started talking offline that her feelings grew for him. She would spend many hours up late talking and getting to know him, as well as telling information about her life with a enough detail to get conversations going, but never actually telling any information about her special abilities and the people in her life that have them.

Information that she shared is the following:

That she's an only child in her house but a half sibling for her father's family in South Korea

That she has a very strong relationship with her mother, but not the best with her father

That she's trying to pursue a music career

That she travels to South Korea every other summer to see her father

Her birthday ( MM/DD ), including zodiac sign ( Aries )

Other hobbies ( reading, photography, gardening with her Aunt Victoria and star gazing with her mother )

Her favorite comic villain being Electro from the Marvel Comics since he reminds her of her mother

Her fear of being failing

More information that's pretty typical is also shared, but overall, she trusts Cal and respect him. It wasn't until she finally met him face to face is where she developed an attraction to him, however in this moment she's doing what she can to learn more about him to solidify her feelings about him.

[spyforme]

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[not-a-space-alien]

Desperate Daybreak Chapter 8

In this chapter:

Warnings: dehumanization, unexpected erections and mention of fetishes I guess? Very tame adult content

MMSS masterpost

DD masterpost

On AO3

***

Snowball was remarkably pliant for whatever Valen wanted to do with her, but apparently the harness was where she drew the line.  Valen had strapped it on her, and she'd immediately flopped over and refused to move.

“Come on, Snowball.  Don't you want to go outside?”  Valen tugged on the leash, to absolutely no effect.  The cat's tail thumped agitatedly.

“Just let her outside unsupervised,” Ari insisted.  “Everyone does it.  It's fine.”

“No,” Valen said stubbornly.  “Do you have any idea how many bird species alone have gone extinct from free roaming domestic cats?”  He resolutely pulled the harness once more.  Snowball simply let herself be dragged along.  “Come on, you'll like this so much more than being toted around in a carrier.  You have the temperament, I know you do.”

Tessie marched in.  “We have a problem.”  She slapped a newspaper down.  The headline said NATIONAL BLOOD SHORTAGE FAULT OF KITHARA HEIRESS?

Snowball darted off as soon as Valen dropped the leash. He took the paper slowly, dread in his stomach.  “What?  There's a blood shortage already?  I released seven humans!  Ones that weren't even in the supply chain yet!”  His mental health had been steadily improving with the overhaul of the bedroom, but this threatened to set it back immediately.

“This is the stupid part,” Tessie said.  She sat down, looking defeated.  “Someone somewhere in the processing facilities blabbed that you'd given the order to stop new captures, and given your reputation, people were speculating some big changes for the worse are coming to the supply chain.  This led to speculation that a blood shortage was coming, which led to everyone panic-buying as much blood as they could get, which led to an actual supply shortage.”

“That is ridiculous.”  Valen snapped the paper open to find an article that had been written entirely about the word from a single worker at a processing facility, and the other 90% being complete speculation, questioning his fitness to run the blood harvest web, and a helping of plain meanness about his appearance.

Ari sighed and sat down on the floor next to Snowball.  “I hate to say it, but I get it.  These are just Joe Schmoe vampires, right?  They know no one is gonna take care of them.  Especially since it seems like the nobility doesn't really care what happens to them, usually.”

Valen tried to wrestle himself past his frustration to share Ari’s empathy and view the faceless mass of commoners making this problem as people and not an obstacle for him to overcome.  “Who wrote this article?  Can we go speak to them?  Maybe we can convince them everything is all right.”

Tessie shook her head.  “Lost cause.  They're clearly just agitating to sell papers.  We need to reach the people who will listen.”

“The commoners who are anxious about the food supply?”

“Yes.  We might be able to garner sympathy if we play it right.”

“Maybe we should release a statement?”

Tessie snapped her fingers.  “Great idea.  Maybe we should call the cable news.  No, the radio, more people listen to the radio, especially the older crowd.”

“Goodness,” Valen murmured, suddenly extremely nervous.

“I'll write something up,” Tessie said, and she dashed out of the room.

Valen sank to the floor and dragged Snowball onto his lap.  “Where is Edwin?  We should speak with him again.”

***

Did Priscus have a PR manager?  Had he needed one?  Valen’s head felt like a buzz of static as he struggled to figure out where to go from here.

Of course his actions were going to have unintended consequences.  He was operating on such a huge scale that he had to take thousands of people’s disparate opinions into account.

He hated it.  He wished the whole situation could just be in a beaker that he could dispassionately watch as he added various chemicals to it.  Not this chaotic splash of mess and emotion where everyone was pulling him a million different directions.

They would have to get something up and running to make up for the loss of new captures contributing to the blood supply a lot sooner than anticipated.  The thought of actually having anyone else drinking his artificial blood made him nervous, as did the thought of having to figure out how to try and import more ethical blood, but those were the only two solutions he could think of.

He tried to not take it out on Edwin again, but he knew it was going to be hard.  Good thing Tessie was here again, and of course Lex and Ari. They always grounded him.

Edwin came in and gave a graceful bow.  “I came as soon as I could, Mistress.”

“I told you to call me Valen,” he snapped.

Tessie held out a hand, clearly not optimistic that this was how he was starting out.  Valen forced himself to take a deep breath and settle back into the couch.

Edwin’s face darkened.  “Forgive me, Valen.  I’m used to certain measures of respect.  I apologize.  The fault is mine entirely.”

Valen’s fingers drummed rapid-fire on the armrest of the loveseat.  “I’m sure you saw the headline.”

Edwin remained standing woodenly in the center of the room.  “Yes, Valen.”

“You wouldn’t happen to know who gave the Post that interview?”

Edwin bowed once again.  “No, Valen.  It was not me, nor was it anyone I know of.”

“It had to be someone.”

“Respectfully, Valen, it could have been anyone.  The workers were all given the order to stop new captures.  It is hardly a secret.”

Edwin was completely correct, but Valen was pissed off at him anyway.  “I suppose.”

Edwin dipped his head.  “I would never say such disrespectful things about your appearance and demeanor either, Valen.  I think you are only lovelier each time I see you.  I did not bring my thrall, since it seemed to displease you last time.  I am here to assist you in whatever way you see fit.”

“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Valen fumed.  “You’re a small, slimy little man who will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.  You have no real values or guiding principles.  You’re impotent and weak.  You think you can be the one to claim me?”

Tessie rapidly gave him the cut-it-out motion on her neck again, eyes wide.  Well, too late now.

“If you were truly so awed by me, you would understand that I’m a wild mare that can’t be tamed.”

“I do understand, Valen.”

That caught Valen off guard.  He stopped seeing red for long enough to look at Edwin again and noticed-

Oh.  Oh God.  Edwin had moved his hands to a polite position crossed in front of his crotch, clearly to hide the hint of an erection.  His face was also flush and embarrassed.

Oh.

Oh…

Edwin folded himself in half to bow.  “I’ll have my letter of resignation on your desk by this afternoon.”

“Wait.  I didn’t say you were fired.”

Edwin straightened up, still looking overwhelmed.  Lex and Ari snickered quietly.

“You clearly have some sort of perversion,” Valen said, and then immediately kicked himself.  Great direction for the conversation.  “Am I just a fantasy for you?”

“No, Valen.  I am your loyal servant.”  Well, that didn’t answer the question.  That was the fantasy.

Valen put his face in his hand, sighed, and waved his other hand.  “Whatever.  I’m hardly one to judge.”

Edwin shifted from foot to foot.

“You must understand I do have guiding principles, though.  I am trying to transition the blood harvest web into something that requires less cruelty.  Meaning we fill our daily orders without resorting to humans taken from their homes and their lives destroyed to be brought here.  If you don’t agree with that, you are not a good fit for this position any longer.”

“I understand, Valen.  I am amenable to that.”

“Really?  Because it’s a big change.”

“Yes.  I understand.”

“What about the proud Kithrara legacy or whatever?”

“I don’t care much for pride.  Only doing my job well.”

“Prove it.”

“How so?”

“Give me your thrall.”

Edwin’s face darkened.  “May I ask what for, Valen?”

“To prove you’ll do what I ask you to.”

Edwin uncomfortably fidgeted, then turned around and walked out, disappearing out the front door without a word.

Valen sighed.  “I figured.”

“Holy shit,” Lex said, going wild.  “Holy shit.  He’s-”

“I know.”

“He’s got-”

“I know.”

“He couldn’t get enough of you,” Ari said with a shiteating grin.  “Even when you were being condescending.  Especially when you were being condescending.”

“...I’m not unaware of the effect I can have on men, but I must admit this one in particular is new for me.”

Tessie hopped over onto the couch next to Valen.  “Okay, obviously he has that fetish, but it’s also possible he’s homosexual and finally found someone it’d be acceptable to marry.  Best of both worlds.”

“Oh.  Oh, yes.”  Valen sighed.  “Well, regardless, I figured he wouldn’t put his money where his mouth is when it came time to actually give up his comforts.  I’m sorry I made such a display of myself.  I’m on a rather short temper recently.”

“It’s understandable,” Tessie said.  “You were… huh?”

The clatter of Edwin’s shoes sounded in the entryway, and he appeared a moment later carrying his thrall.

Lex and Ari exploded into laughter, whereas Valen just looked bewildered.

“Do with my thrall as you please,” Edwin said, putting the hapless human down.

Valen just stared at him for a moment, before breaking down into his own repressed chuckles.  “Very well, Edwin.  If it pleases you to be in this position for me, you’re very good at your job.  You’ll be an asset to solve this problem, I’m sure.”

***

Edwin suggested calling the Northern Enclave to fill the blood shortage by importing more ethically harvested blood.  Apparently Priscus had called them previously to try and corner that market as well, saying it would be the last piece of their monopoly and cementing the family’s power once and for all.  None of which was suddenly important anymore as soon as the Northern Enclave told him to kick rocks, at which point ethical blood became only a silly passing fad.

It was a more direct in than Valen’s original plan, which had been to go to the ethical blood shop he frequented and ask for their supplier’s information, working his way up the chain until he found someone who could work with him.  So he dialed the number Edwin had given him, suddenly extremely nervous.  He looked to Tessie sitting across the table, like he was a nervous prey animal and she was his protection.  She smiled and gave him a thumbs-up.

The person on the other end of the phone answered in a foreign language.

“Ah…” Valen said.  “Um, I’m sorry.  My name is Valen Kithrara, and I-”

“Ah,” said the other person.  “One moment.”

After a minute of shuffling on the other end of the line, a new voice answered.  “Allo?”

“Hello!  Um, my name is Valen Kithrara, and-”

“Ah, the Western Enclave, ja?  The Kithrara family, we already talked, I told you.  Ve cannot export more blood.  I’m sorry, but we have an in-e-last-tic supply.  It’s all voluntarily given, which I’m sure you must not understand, but we are firm on our principles.”

“Yes!” Valen said, excitement bleeding through his voice.  “No, I understand completely!  I’m actually interested in, um, setting up something like that here.  Voluntary harvesting.”  Well, he certainly hadn’t called to talk about that, but if importing more blood was impossible that would be the next logical step, right?  But even Valen could see what a mountain that would be to climb.  But maybe they could make it work somehow?

“Ahhh!  So sorry for assuming.  You may call me Rolf.  I am the head of the Department of Sanguine Affairs and Human Relations under Supreme Gölz.”

“It’s such a pleasure to meet you!  You must understand where I’m from it’s very rare to meet someone like you.  Attitudes are very different over here.”

“Ja.  We are…aware.”

“Erm, yes.  Well.”  He’d completely lost his train of thought.  He briefly fantasized about just moving over there and leaving everything here to collapse into ruin.

“Unfortunately, Mr. Kithrara, the answer is still the same.  Ve can only export a set amount.  There is simply no way to guarantee an increase in süpply.”

Valen was too busy preening that his voice was deep enough to be gendered correctly over the phone to realize what bad news that was.  “Oh, is it?  That’s it?  Oh, it’s–Oh.  Um, yes, I suppose that makes sense.  Is there nothing you can do, though?  I’m trying to, ah, fill the supply shortage being caused by the fact that we’re not taking in any new human captures.”

“You’ve stopped captures?  That’s vonderful!  A win for human rights!”

“Yes!  Yes, it is.  It is, um, causing problems with the blood supply though.  So I have to figure out how to fix that.”

“Jes, jes.  Hmm.  Well I can offer my ássistance in how to set up the infrastructure to do voluntary harvest, perhaps.”

“Yes!  Yes, please.  How does it work for you?”

“We have walk-in processing facilities where humans come for monetary incentive.  It’s quite expensive, but it’s much more sustainable in the long-run.  And of course, facilitates a much healthier relationship between vampires and humans.”

“Are the facilities on the border, then?”

“Börder.  I had forgotten what it was like over there.”

“What?  Border?  You don’t have a border?”

“Goodness, no.”

“So humans and vampires just live, what, next to each other?  They’re neighbors?  Living in harmony?”

“Ah,” Rolf said, backpedaling.  “Vell, it is a noble goal.  We hope to achieve one day.”  Oh, so they’re still separated, they just don’t have a distinct territory border, then.  “Mr. Kithrara, if I may.  Ve can export the blood we can, but for something long-term, you may need to turn to your own neighbors.”

“Yes, um, yes, setting up something like that here would be.  Oh that would be just wonderful.”

“Do you have any human contacts?  Someone in a position to help you work towards this goal together?  Vampires cannot do it alone.  We need a trusting bond with humans to make it work.”

Valen’s heart sank, because yes, he did have a contact like that, and yes, it did make sense that Valen would need his help to do something like this.  “Yes.  I personally know the Director of Nocturnal Security on the human side of the border.  I suppose I can swallow my fear and call him.”

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[laced0lli]

୨⎯ hi my name is Ari 🎀🌸⎯୧

Likes: pink!!!! writing, fantasy books, movies, kpop, anime, hello kitty, etc

NOTES: DO NOT MESSAGE ME I DO NOT TAKE REQUESTS FOR ANYTHING!!!!

Personality: shy, introverted, funny, sad sometimes

Dni: porn blog, racist, nsfw, pedo, homophobe, transphobe, age play, gore blog, fat phobic, anti feminist, dd/lg, prolife, ed page. I WON’T HESITATE TO BLOCK YOU.

My pookie bear : @gaydoorraid

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[erenmpreglover]

hello :DD can I get a nijiEN matchup? Preferably male, but I don't mind female too

gender: female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bisexual

zodiac: aries

appearance: long black hair, brown eyes, pale skin, skinny, short height and I wear glasses too

mbti: ENFP-T

personality: energetic, talkative, a bit vengeful, impulsive, strong minded, affectionate, kinda shy ig, kind, selfless and also easily overwhelmed/stressed

likes: video-games, vocaloid, music, reading, drawing, nature and any kind of affection

dislikes: repeated questions, people invading my personal space when I'm stressed, crowded places, loud noises, dark places and dark humor

love language: mainly words of affirmation, quality time and physical touch

extra: idk I'm allergic to milk and I have alopecia areata

i pair you with…

Shu Yamino!

hear me out…

• shu is such a sweet boy and he is just infatuated by you <3

• you guys are quite similar and he LOVES it!!!

• him loving listening to you ramble even though its 3:47am for him…

• if you have different time zones you’ll probably feel so bad the next day; not realizing how late you had made him stay up… he reassures you though that its fine cuz he would have been up anyway!!!

• if you arent that much of a gamer yourself, he’ll probably get you to play valo at least once

• then starts the addiction 😞

• will constantly send you vocaloid songs he likes with sweet messages

• “made me think of u”

• “you should cover this”

• will also send you some sweet or chaotic relationship tts with messages like:

• “lmao us”

• “can we do this”

• when facetiming, he will take so many screenshots and facetime photos its not even funny

• probably has the thing on his phone where his wallpaper switches through different photos off an album, sometimes itll be a pic of u 2 kissing, the next its you with a shocked face because you broke glass with your scream

• messages you will receive at 1AM:

• “youre kinda built like a donkey but cute”

• “ily”

• “i want ur last name to be yamino one day; my mom agrees”

[goodgirlofglory]

Cyber lovin’ / Mini One-shot

Pairing: Daddy!Ari Levinson x reader

Word count: 1,3k

Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, SMUT, Daddy kink, dd/lg dynamics, orgasm denial (m), masturbation (m and f), sex toy use, overstimulation, digital sex, slight anal play, filthy talk, slight dumbification. 

Summary: While your daddy is away, he talks you through your nightly mastubation via skype, complete with a silicone copy of his own cock.

Note: This is so HEAVILY inspired by @evansbby ‘s genius and mouth-watering writing with Daddy!Ari x reader, it’s basically a shameless homage. Go check out their writing, it’s so good (also notice me senpai)

So anyhoo, I got really hot thinking about skype sex for some reason and this popped into my mind. Hope you enjoy<3 

This is my first fic on Ari, yay<3 

Your media consumption is your own responsibility, don’t interact if the content triggers you. Minors are not welcome. My work is not to be distributed outside my blog.

Likes, replies and reblogs are amazing<3 

“Keep going, sweetie,” Ari’s voice comes, grainy and distorted by the speaker of your computer, nothing of the deep rumble of his timbre to feel radiating through your body. You whine as a wave of longing washes over you, making you push the toy harder into yourself. 

“I-I miss you, daddy,” you cry, your voice thick with pleasure. 

“I know, baby, daddy’s gonna be away for a little longer, which is why you need to be a good girl and fuck yourself on the toy daddy got you,” he says, and you moan at his instruction. 

“I need it, daddy, uh… need you,” you whine, amping up the speed of the toy going in and out of you, the squelching sounds filling the room once more. Your fingers are sticky, the sheets under you wet with your sweat and the room smells like sex - but only your own, sweet scent - Ari’s thick and domineering musk is missing. You mourn it, your pussy clamping down on the silicone tone as you try to remember him above you, covering you with his body, his warmth, his chain dangling in your face as his spit fills your mouth. 

"Daddy spent a lot of time making a copy of his cock for you to play with, so you better show it some love," he continues. "Take it out and give it a kiss, pretty girl", he says, a smirk in his voice as he sees your eyes roll back momentarily. 

You whine again, removing the toy in a loud, wet sound, bringing it to your parted lips, angling your head to make sure Ari sees it on his end of the Skype call. You moan as the warm tip smears your juices on your lips, tasting the heady, tangy taste. You bring it back down inside your throbbing pussy, savouring how snug it fits. You start pumping it in and out again, not even waiting for Ari's instruction. 

“That’s it, pretty girl. Does that little pussy like her toy? The toy daddy made especially for her, so she could have something to split herself and cry on when daddy’s away?” Ari asks, his breath coming more labored, crackling in the speaker like a crusty wind. 

You roll your head to the side, where the laptop stands at the end of the bed. On the screen, you see Ari, thick legs spread, his cock drawn out of his jeans. He is fully dressed in his flannel shirt, buttoned open with a white tank underneath. The juxtaposition of his fully clothed body and your starkly nude one still makes you feel small and timid, even as he is thousands of miles away. You shudder at the thought, your cunt pulsing. His hand is moving over his cock languidly, and your eyes glue to the image, cursing the video for not being higher pixelated. 

“I asked you a question, sweet girl,” Ari prompts. 

“S-sorry, Daddy. Yes, it’s good, so good,” you moan, feeling the toy hitting your g-spot over and over again. 

“Not too good I hope? Do you not need daddy anymore, baby?” Ari teases, and your cheeks bloom with heat. 

“No, daddy, I’ll..ah…nothing feels as good’s you, as my daddy,” you quickly amend, slightly panicked. 

“Shh, I know. Dumb baby, fucking yourself stupid on daddy’s toy, huh? Come one, touch your little nub, I wanna see my baby come again,” he orders, his own fist picking up slightly in speed. 

You whimper. You’ve come what? Seven times already, sore and oversensitive as your flesh feels on fire, but there is a burning itch deep within still, something you just can’t satisfy on your own. 

“C-can’t, daddy, not alone. Need you to do it,” you whimper, speeding up anyway, your other hand finding your throbbing, swollen clit, sweeping some of your own copious mess over it to soothe your own touch. You start circling it, already so close, just lingering in an endless loop of pleasure, constantly on the edge. 

“You can, sweetheart, I know you can. Be good, do as daddy says, make your daddy proud,” he taunts, and you tether over the edge on a strangled whimper, pussy helplessly spasming on the dildo still lodged inside you. 

Ari groans, warped through the laptop speaker, and you imagine the scrape of his beard on the sensitive skin of your neck, how he usually buries his face there when you come on his cock. 

You sporadically shudder as your overstimulated body copes with your newest orgasm, protesting it all the while craving more, craving Ari’s force, his weight, his skin. 

“Such a sweet, good girl,” Ari breathes, grunting as his hand flies in a blur over his cock. “Let me see, sweetheart, show daddy.”

You wiggle around to give him the full frontal view as you remove the toy, seeing your own pussy gape slightly in the corner of the screen, the toy shining with your slick. It’s all so frightfully intimate, so exposing, to see what he sees as he sees it. 

Ari groans again. “So pretty, baby. You feel good?” he breathes. 

You whimper, pouting as you slip a finger to touch around the heated, puffy flesh of your entrance. 

“Where’s your come, daddy?” you ask, hearing him groan again, loving how it sends a new set of tingles down your thighs. 

“It’s coming real soon, baby,” he says. 

“No,” you mewl, “you can’t let it spill, daddy. I’m supposed to get all of it, remember?”

Ari’s quiet for a moment, and you wonder momentarily if you might have misstepped. Then he groans again, strangled and frustrated, and you see his fist slowing down. 

“Oh baby, you’re so right. You’re not gonna let daddy spill a single drop unless it’s inside you, huh? Need all of it, do you?” he says, excitement and pride clear in his voice. 

“Yes, daddy,” you moan back, loving how he abides you. 

“Greedy, little thing, aren’t you? Demanding daddy waits til he can give it all to you,” he muses, clearly, extremely pleased by it. 

You nod, giggling, bringing the toy up to suck your own juices off the head, loving how it’s the exact same shape and size of the original, moaning around it. He loves making you suck on his cock and balls after he’s come in you, cleaning both your juices off before kissing you deep to taste it himself, to completely clog up and overwhelm all your senses with him, him, him, possessive and needy in his own way.

“Hmm, guess daddy just has to come home earlier to make sure his baby is stuffed and filled properly,” he says, and you just know he’s painfully hard as he returns his hand to the languid pace he had earlier. “And because you’re a greedy, little cumslut, daddy’s gonna make you punish yourself. Now spit on that cock and push it up your tight little ass, sweet thing,” he says, a sinister gleam in his voice. 

You squeal around the head of the toy cock again, already anticipating the searing pressure of it in your ass, how lewdly he’s gonna make you show your gaping hole afterwards. New heat blooms on your cheeks as you gather your spit on the toy’s tip before bringing it down between your soppy, wet thighs again. 

“Yeah, that’s it. Next time, daddy’s gonna make a toy that squirts his come into you when he’s not there, so that my baby pussy never goes a day without being filled,” he says just as the tip of the toy breaches your puckered hole, your back arching off the bed. 

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Note: Lord, help me. 

[detective-prince-enthusiast]

it’s very unfortunate i can only deploy 3 party members at once because while i do think 3 team members is good gameplay wise, this means i must choose between Heat and Gale, and that is a very unfortunate choice to have to make.