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ain't no rest for the wicked - chapter three

ain't no rest for the wicked series

three: been sinnin' in this city

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Tess Servopoulos x f!reader x Joel Miller

words: 5.7k

summary: Tess and Joel go AWOL for a while, but return with a gift.

warnings: dark-ish Joel and Tess, smuggler!Joel, smuggler!Tess, boston QZ, QZ life, poorly negotiated d/s-style dynamics, poor communication, enthusiastic consent, oral sex (m & f receiving), p in v, degradation, stalking, canon-typical violence, threesome, cum eating, light rope bondage, cloth gag, spanking, punishment, sub drop, aftercare, strap-on, anal sex, rimming, light angst, edging, orgasm denial

IMPORTANT NOTE: I have updated the warnings on the masterlist to reflect that this has a bittersweet (imo) ending. It's not a happily ever after. Please feel free to DM me if you want to know spoilers before you decide if you will continue reading.

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“Soon” doesn’t quite happen. It’s a month before you hear from them.

Honestly, you had forced yourself to accept that it was over. Maybe Joel coming over alone was crossing a line.

Not that it stops you from looking over your shoulder or getting your hopes up when you come home. But there isn’t even a moment where you feel watched from afar. You consider drawing a line of flour across your threshold, but you have a feeling it’d be undisturbed when you get back, no matter if they came or not.

The disappointment sits bitter at the base of your throat.

That is, until you get home one evening, soaked from head to toe in sleet, and Tess is in your apartment.

When you walk in, you’re too busy trying to get your soaked boots and coat off with minimal sludge on your floor to notice. But when you do, you jerk so fast you nearly slide on the wet floor, falling back against the door.

“What the fuck,” you gasp, trying to recover from the embarrassing screech.

“Joel was right. You really ain’t got a sense of your surroundings, huh?”

“Not in my own home! M’not supposed to have to—“

She smirks.

Not that you notice; too distracted by where she’s lounging. It’s your bed but also it very much is not.

Your mattress is set up on a wooden frame. It’s not fancy, just unstained boards, but it looks well-crafted and sturdy.

“Um,” you say.

“Gonna come try it out?”

“What?”

“Don’t you like it, sunflower?”

“I-I do, I’m just—“

“I told you, we’ll take care of you.” The smirk is gone, now. She’s startlingly serious.

“You said when I’m at yours,” you say.

“Did Joel not take care of you while he was here?”

“No, he did, I—“

She sits up and grabs your wrist, tugging you over. You follow easily, acquiescing when she pulls you on the bed and manhandles you…

(womanhandles you? Are you failing feminism? Where does the movement stand at the end of the world?)

… until you’re laying beside her with your head on her stomach.

“Isn’t this more comfortable?” she says.

She’s so soft, and she smells so good. You’re a little unfocused between taking deep breaths and curling your arm around her waist. “Yes, ma’am,” you say.

She grins. “Good girl.”

For a moment, you are both content to lay there. It really is comfortable. Soon, though, you’re pressing absentminded kisses to her stomach and nuzzling her breasts.

She rubs her hand up and down your back.

Your hand twitches near the hem of her shirt. “Um,” you mumble, anxious fingers fiddling with the folded fabric.

She lifts just enough to tug it off, going after yours in nearly the same motion. Your mouth waters.

She snaps your bra strap. “Off.”

You scramble to obey, not even bothering to unhook it but yanking the old, worn cotton over your head and tossing it to the floor.

She grins at your over-eagerness, but you barely notice, unabashedly focused on her tits.

“Please,” you whisper.

She nods, and before she can voice the answer, you find yourself clinging to her.

Huh.

Funny.

You had meant to latch your mouth around her nipple, but you’re practically climbing her to get close.

Her skin against yours feels like heaven. The creeping loneliness that burrowed into your bones hurts more than ever. At the same time, though, it’s beginning to bleed out.

She gasps softly as your nails dig into her side. Not enough to hurt but enough that she seems to recognize your desperation.

“I know, sunflower. I’m sorry,” she murmurs, holding you tight, just on the right side of painful. But you need it. The twinge in your ribs is giving you more comfort than you’ve known in weeks.

You nuzzle into her chest, placing kisses across her skin that swiftly shift from soft to sloppy. You suck and lick at any inch you can reach, finally mouthing your way to her breasts. Every brush scatters sparks across your shoulders and between your ribs, leaving you shuddering and gasping against her.

She moans as you lave at each hardened bud, and holds your head with an unforgiving grip when you suckle at one. Her back arches, pushing the fat of her breast into your face.

You don’t mind. Oxygen doesn’t seem super important right now. Her other hand has captured one of your own nipples, and she pinches and tugs harshly, her moans drawn out when you whimper against her.

She laughs, and it’s on the edge of cruel, but you’re unbothered.

“Look at you,” she teases. “So fuckin’ needy, huh?”

You hadn’t even realized, but you’ve thrown a leg over hers and are rocking your hips against her thigh.

“M’sorry,” you pant, after pulling off her breast with a lewd pop. You go to move away.

“Don’t stop; it’s cute,” she says, guiding you by the back of your head to her other breast.

Heat spreads across your face but also through your spine until it pools between your thighs. Fuck it, your brain decides, before it turns off for the day.

You’re gasping as you mouth at her, your panties dragging against your clit as you grind.

She slides her hands down and tugs at them, and you quickly lift and help her wiggle them off before sliding down to dispose of hers.

You had planned on returning to her tits and maybe trying to make out, but now that you’re down here, making out with her pussy seems like a much better idea.

You press a soft kiss to her thigh and look up at her, but she surprises you and reaches her hand out to pull you back up.

She guides you, pushing and pulling your pliant limbs where she likes. You let go of the knots anxiety tied to hold you stiff and quiet, a tug behind your ribcage urging you to give in, give up, give everything to Tess.

Something hazy and lax trickles through your veins—it doesn’t go unnoticed, either.

“There you go,” she croons as you gaze up at her.

You didn’t even really notice her laying you down or getting on top of you, but you don’t think about it for long because her knee slides up to your core, grinding until it pushes against your clit.

She catches your moan in a kiss just as she settles her cunt against your thigh.

The feeling of her heat on your leg sends your hips canting against the relentless pressure of her knee. As you squirm and buck, your thigh moves against her, and she moans, biting at your lips until they part with a gasp.

She’s less rough with you than Joel but no less commanding. Her hands grip true and firm, and one winds its way around your neck to squeeze at the sides as she kisses you. You can’t tell which makes you dizzier, but either way, you writhe beneath her just the way she intended.

“I know you’re his,” she murmurs against your swollen lips. “But you’re mine, too, ain’tcha?”

You nod frantically, or at least to the best of your ability, trapped as you are. She eases up a little to let you gasp. You manage to squeak out a “yes, ma’am,” before she increases the pressure again. You’re squirming now, each wriggle of your body bringing you together in a rush of warm, wet ecstasy.

“That’s right,” she says before releasing your throat and focusing her attention on grinding against you. “You wanna cum, sunflower?” Her finger tweaks your nipple.

You reach for her breasts with one hand, the other settling on her thigh, where she’s spread across you. “Want you to,” you pant.

“Oh, I plan on it,” she says. Her smirk is intoxicating, and so is the way her hair falls around her face while she looks down at you. “But you’re gonna cum now.”

Her voice permits no choice, and she jerks her knee against your cunt. The shock and delicious pain of it have you obeying immediately, with her not far behind.

She, at least, has the sense of mind to cover your mouth with her hand. When she’s coming down from her high, she slides it slightly to cover your nose, too.

“Cum again, baby,” she says.

You cling to her with bruising fingers as you cum, and everything goes fuzzy and gray. She pulls her hand away at the last second, rolling her hips against your leg until she cums again, too.

“Please,” you sob.

She doesn’t need you to explain, just rolls back until you can pull your leg out from under her and lunge, burying your face between her thighs.

Her nails scratch against your scalp, and she gasps when you suck on her swollen clit. She lets you lick and draw two more orgasms out of her before she pulls you away from her cunt.

“No more,” she scolds when you whine. “I don’t wanna be sore tomorrow when you come over.”

“Oh, am I coming over tomorrow?” you tease.

“Well, I just said you were, didn’t I? Don’t be late.”

You frown, something too close to a pout, when she rises from the bed and pulls her clothes back on.

“I know,” she says softly, pinching your chin. “You be good and get some sleep, okay? You’re gonna need it.”

She pauses, looking at your bathroom door. “You really got mice in there on purpose?”

You bury your face in your hands and nod. “I can scare ‘em off if you need it.”

She snorts and shakes her head, something almost fond in her eyes, something that will haunt you. “Nah, leave ‘em be.” With one last kiss to your forehead, she slips out of the door.

You hesitate, but get up and lock all the locks behind her.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t expecting Joel to be outside your work. He isn’t, though. You hesitate for a minute, wondering if it means you shouldn’t go over after all.

In the end, your cunt makes the call, and you find your way to their apartment successfully. Look at that, you think. You were paying attention, after all. They never need to know you knocked on two wrong doors first.

Tess opens the third door and smiles. You flush immediately and give her a soft smile back, slipping inside and toeing off your boots. Once you set your bag by the door, you sink onto your knees. It’s all you could think about at work, and you don’t have the strength to fight the urge.

She ruffles your hair. “Look how good you are, pretty girl.”

Your eyes close briefly at the praise, and you look up at her. The fluorescent yellow bulb is obscured behind her head, warmth framing her like a halo.

“Unfortunately, Joel’s not been so good today, sunflower. You’re going to help me remind him how, okay?”

She gives you a hand and doesn’t let go after you stand, leading you into the bedroom. You freeze, though, when you see Joel tied to the bedposts with short lengths of rope and a bandana shoved in his mouth.

He squeezes his eyes tight when he sees you like he can block out the way your eyes are wide and brows furrowed. The shame burns across his body, but more than that, he aches to wipe the concern off your face.

So, he opens his eyes and forces himself into something calm. Accepting. He twitches two fingers against his bond to beckon you.

“Go ahead,” Tess gives you a little shove.

Logically, you know he submits to her. You’ve seen it. But it’s never been like this, never been him restrained or suffering.

He’s usually more like a devoted beast, content to kiss the hand that feeds.

Either way, you go to him and obediently duck so he can cup your face to the best of his ability. You press a kiss to his palm before looking to Tess.

“Someone here decided he couldn’t wait and jerked himself off in the shower this morning, even though you were comin’ over,” she says.

You look at Joel, baffled by the way you almost feel… hurt? It doesn’t make sense, but Tess’s tone seemed to imply you should.

She laughs at the look on your face. “Told ya,” she says to Joel. She comes up behind you, one arm slung across your collarbone and the other hand curling under your chin to grip your jaw. “Little slut’s disappointed.”

You, as always, burn for her amusement.

“Ain’t that right? You woulda been willing to help him out, huh?” she asks. Her grip on your jaw jerks your head up and down even as you’re whimpering, “Yes, ma’am.”

He spits the bandana out. “Told you, I wouldn’t have lasted. Had to take the edge off.”

Oh, she knows. She had come home last night and stroked his cock while telling him all about her visit. She hadn’t let him cum, then, either.

“That’s not for you to decide,” she says, letting you go so she can stuff his mouth full again. “Guess you gotta learn.”

She turns to you. “Climb up and get comfortable between his legs.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

He growls. You look sad, and he doesn’t like it. It doesn’t suit you.

Tess catches his eye and looks you over. “Hey,” she says, a hand on your shoulder. “You trust me?”

“Yes, ma’am.” And you mean it, more than you realized.

“Then stop feelin’ bad for him and help him out.”

“Yes, ma’am,” you murmur and climb up onto the bed, finding a home for yourself between his thighs. The dark hair tickles your nose when you press a kiss to the inside of his leg, nuzzling your cheek against it.

You’re not stupid, but you think you might be an idiot. You know what this is. And what it isn’t. But the way your chest warms at being close, at being allowed to see him vulnerable, at being coddled a little by the both of them—well, it’s dangerous.

When Tess rubs a hand over your back and whispers “good girl,” in your ear, you decide you don’t care. So what if your foolish heart is collateral? How many times since the world ended have you gotten to feel anything? You don’t need forever; you just need whatever you have in these moments.

So you’ll take it and swallow it up, bottle it inside for when you need something soft and warm at the end of a bad day.

Unfortunately, all the thinking about things that aren’t has you jittering your right leg. It’s tucked under you and jostles your whole body a little. Your head rests on Joel’s thigh, a torturous inch from his leaking cock.

But you know better. And so you wait.

She takes her sweet time, letting him watch you watch precum leak down. The longer she leaves you there in silence, the more the buzzing in your brain fades to a gentle breeze. Your leg stops its fussing, and you breathe deeper, easier. His thigh is wide and warm, and you’re close enough to smell the deep musk of him.

It makes your mouth water and your mind quiet. She comes back over, and you shudder when her fingers trip up the length of your spine until they come to rest on the back of your neck.

“Go real slow,” she says. “Just kisses and licks, for now.”

You’re in a haze; the world narrowed to her voice and his cock. First, you wipe his leaking slit clean with the broad stripe of your tongue before kissing it softly. He groans, but it settles into a whine when you kiss down the underside until you reach his balls.

They’re hanging at a bit of an awkward angle for you to reach, so you shift to sink lower, steadying yourself with a hand on each of his thighs. You don’t think you’ve ever gotten to properly appreciate him like this, to feel the velvet skin against your cheek as you nuzzle in.

Tess’s hand stays steady on the back of your neck, tethering you to the world without having to focus on the threadbare sheets or the clangs and shouts from the open window.

You’re not sure how long you spend like that, wrapping your tongue around wherever you can reach without actually taking him into your mouth. He’s twitching here and there, rewarding you with tiny tastes of him as you go.

She tugs on your neck, pulling you back. You whine, but he whimpers louder. She lets both of you sit and catch your breath for a moment before she’s pushing you down again.

“Just the tip,” she tells you with a playful wink at Joel.

You wrap your lips around it and can’t help but suck hard. His hips jerk up, but Tess is faster, pulling you out of his reach.

“Hold still,” she says, swatting at his thigh. “Be grateful for what you’re getting.”

She waits until he nods before pushing you back down. You try to be gentler, a softer, pulsing pressure, but he’s squirming beneath you, and you’re aching to have him deeper, sliding just a little further onto his shaft.

Tess yanks you by the neck away from him and fixes you with a stern scowl.

“I’m sorry! I’ll be good,” you cry.

“You better be,” she warns and pushes you back down.

By the time she lets you bury him in your throat, your knees are aching, and Joel is shaking with the effort to hold still. You don’t like the way he gasps and struggles; each sound sending a hairline fracture through something in your chest.

You don’t need to look to know he has tears in his eyes. You can hear it in the ragged breaths and grit of his teeth.

The sun has set. It has to have been at least an hour, maybe two, since this all started.

He lets out a wounded sound, and your own follows.

“Hey,” Tess’s voice cuts through Joel’s whimpers. She tugs at you gently, and you pull off.

“Why’re you crying, sunflower?” she says.

You don’t know how she knew it wasn’t from choking on his cock. It wasn’t like you hadn’t gotten teary before. You weren’t even really sure you were crying. But now that she’s asked, your chest feels tight.

Joel’s focused on you, too, throbbing cock forgotten for a moment.

“I’m okay,” you say, but it’s hardly convincing after it breaks on a sobbing gasp. “I-I—“

She gets on the bed and pulls you into her lap, where you curl around her and begin to cry in earnest. With one hand, she’s able to tug one of Joel’s free, and he’s more than capable of undoing the other.

He sits up on his knees and hovers, hands clenching and unclenching at his side. Tess cradles you and whispers soothing nothings.

Joel finally reaches out and puts his hand on the back of your neck, cupping close. He doesn’t really know what to do with himself.

When you feel his hand on you, unmistakably Joel, both in the breadth of his grip and considering you know where both of Tess’s hands are, you peek up to look at him.

“I’m sorry,” you say, and the chest-wracking gasps take over again. “I’m sorry.”

You’re clinging; you know you are. But it feels all wrong, all jumbled in your chest, like instead of finishing the puzzle, someone just jammed the pieces together until they stuck, no matter the damage.

“Why’re you sorry, huh? You did exactly as you were told,” he says, thumb rubbing over the nape of your neck.

“I don’t know, I feel sad,” you mumble into Tess’s shoulder.

Tess rubs her hand between your shoulder blades. “That was too confusing for you, huh? Put you in a weird place? Like you betrayed him a little bit?”

You nod, rubbing your hand over your clavicle. “Feels wrong.”

“I’m sorry, sunflower.” She kisses your forehead. “You need him to forgive you?”

Your throat is cinched around stone. All you can do is nod.

“Hey, c’mere,” Joel says and pulls you from her lap to his.

You curl up with your face buried in the crook of his arm.

“Ain’t nothin’ to forgive,” he murmurs, kissing the top of your head.

Your inhale sounds mortifyingly like a sob.

Tess shakes her head and raises an eyebrow at him, knowing he gets the same way. “You need to show her. Prove it. Let her earn it.”

“That what ya need? Need your own punishment, remember your place?”

You nod frantically against his collarbone.

“Okay, sweet girl. I can do that.”

Once you’ve settled and the tears subsided, he pries you away and tilts your chin up to look at him. “Lay across my lap.”

You remember his threat from your apartment, and for whatever reason, warmth spreads from your chest to your toes.

He helps you shift into position, arranging you how he wants. A broad hand splays across your hips while the other grips you by the jaw.

“Look at you. You’re just a little girl who needs a spanking, huh?” His grip intensifies, craning your neck.

“Yes sir,” you cry.

“Say it.”

“I—I’m just a little girl who needs a spanking.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?”

“‘Cause you’ll take care of me.”

It’s not the answer any of you expected. Tess gives a low whistle. Joel’s grip on your jaw slackens just a little.

His other hand comes up to brush against your cheek. He clears his throat, and when he speaks, it’s softer, quieter. “That’s right. I’m gonna take care of ya.”

Your lip quivers, and you don’t know why. Everything is suddenly in stereo sound. Your scalp stings. The brush of his dry finger scrapes against the apple of your cheek. There’s a crack opening somewhere, maybe your throat, maybe your stomach.

Tess runs a hand through Joel’s hair, and he releases your jaw, broad palm finding purchase on the upturned curve of your back.

“Jus’ relax ‘n let me take care of ya,” he rumbles.

The first hit is soft. A test. You don’t flinch when he lifts his hand to strike you again.

The third one stings, and you huff out a breath but hold steady. His hand on your back seems to be supporting your entire spine, given that the rest of you feels like it may melt into the horrible carpet. Another stain in their apartment, but at least this one will bring good memories. You hope.

You might have spent more on the thought, but the next smack lands hard and heavy, and you yelp, nails digging into his calf where they cling for stability. Physical and mental.

“Shh, you’re alright,” he says, rubbing his thumb back and forth where it lays.

The next hit is hard again. And the next. And the three after that.

You’re wriggling in his lap now, not trying to escape but simply squirming after each spank as if you could douse the fire he’s started.

He rubs your ass where his palm had just bounced from, and you suck in a soft hiss.

“I want to give you five more,” he says. “Can you take it?”

You don’t even think about it. “Yes, sir,” you say, shuddering.

His hand cracks down hard before you can brace yourself, and you whimper, kicking your feet a little and squirming.

The next one pushes the tears over the edge as you cry out, writhing a little.

“Good girl, you’re doing so good, darlin’,” he croons.

You want nothing more than to believe him. The words sink beneath your skin, and you expect them to itch like all praise. But they don’t.

The next three aren’t as harsh. At least, you think they aren’t? You’re feeling kind of sleepy. Or dizzy. Maybe both.

“C’mere,” he says, pulling you up seated in his lap. “You took that so well. So good for us, baby.”

Tess hands you a glass of water and kisses the top of your head. She kisses Joel’s, too.

“Y’did good, sweet boy,” she tells him.

You sip at the water while they kiss, something silent passing overhead. You don’t try to catch it; it’s not for you.

You feel quiet. Like sitting there in Joel’s lap, drinking your water is the only thing in your life. Nothing buzzes behind your skull; nothing sends you jittering and twitching and bouncing. It’s… well, it’s quiet.

“Alright, I think you’ve both earned a reward,” Tess says.

Joel looks up at her.

She grins. “I’m going to fuck you while you fuck her.”

His grip on your waist tightens. “Can I…”

“Yes, I’ll let you come, baby,” she says. “I think you learned your lesson. And you’ve done such a good job with our girl there.”

You’re leaning against his chest, now, listening to the rumble of his voice. You’re not really sure what they’re talking about, but you think maybe you’re going to get fucked now. Which sounds great. You sigh softly, eyes fluttering shut.

“Hey,” he jostles you a little. “You awake enough to fuck?”

“Mhm.”

He nudges you again, and you blink up at him. “I’m awake,” you whine, nuzzling into his neck and setting your teeth gently against the tendon in protest.

“Didn’t you just get spanked?” he scolds. “You need another round?”

“No,” you mumble, even though maybe your pussy is saying yes. But you’re starting to think she doesn’t have your best interests in mind. “I dunno. Maybe later.”

He sighs, shaking his head. “Lay down,” he says, pushing slowly at your shoulder. You whine and cling with your arms around his neck. He wants you to move? It seems so cruel.

You tell him so, and he rolls his eyes before slipping an arm under your knees and standing up. You squeak.

You try to bury your face further into Joel, but he dumps you unceremoniously on the bed.

You pout, and he smirks as he prowls, trapping you between his knees and bringing your arms up over your head.

“You wanna keep up the attitude? I don’t have to let you cum tonight,” he says as he cages you in.

You whimper, less at his words than at the way you’re throbbing. “I’ll be good,” you whisper.

“Wanna try that again?”

“I’ll be good, sir.”

He kisses your forehead, still looming over you. “Yeah, you will.”

“You want her to help get you ready, baby?” Tess says.

“Oh fuck,” Joel whispers. He looks down at you. “Ever eaten ass, princess?”

You can’t help the moan that slips out, nodding. “Not in a long time.”

He cocks an eyebrow at you. “Y’keep sayin’ that. How long was it for ya, before us?”

You flush and suddenly can’t look at him. “Like. Years. Too long.”

“Don’t gotta be shy about it, sunflower,” Tess says. “We were just curious.”

Mortifyingly, you realize that means they talked about you when you weren’t there. Of course, they did, but you didn’t think it really went beyond “Hey did you like that” and “Do we want to fuck her again?”

“Oh god,” you whisper.

“C’mon and put that mouth to better use,” Joel says, rolling his eyes. He tugs you down further on the mattress before kneeling at the top of the bed, knees bracketing your head.

You don’t waste time, leaning forward to first lick at his balls before dragging your tongue back. You can’t help but nip at his butt. He pinches at your breast in return, and you grin as you drag your tongue in circles, coming close but never quite touching where he needs you.

He gasps when you finally lick across his hole, soaking him in your saliva but only using soft, light touches. He grinds down onto your face, forcing you to devote your attention to him, kissing and licking until your face is covered in your own spit from how buried in him you are.

It’s your turn to gasp when, just as you press the tip of your tongue inside him, Tess slides two fingers into your cunt and curls them. Having regained control of the situation, Joel gropes at your breasts, tugging your nipples until they’re stretched almost too painfully, and you don’t really recognize the wet sounds above you right away.

You almost cum when you realize they’re making out as they toy with you. Tess works you open with three fingers now as you twirl your tongue in tight circles. She pulls her hand free and breaks the kiss just to shove her fingers into his mouth. He sucks and licks your slick from her, and when she pulls her hand away, they both move in tandem without speaking a word.

He moves down off the bed to bury his face between your legs, bent at the waist so she can work lubed-up fingers into his ass. He moans against your clit, and you writhe under the weight of his strong arm across your hips.

He smacks your hip. “Cum,” he growls, pinching your clit and licking as deep as he can inside you. You do, crying out just a little too loud and wincing at the sound.

“Don’t,” Tess scolds. “Let us hear you, sunflower.”

“B-but—”

“You think we give a fuck about the neighbors?” She pulls back from Joel and slaps his ass. “C’mon, give her your cock now.”

He taps your thigh and jerks his head toward the top of the bed. You scoot back a little.

“Ready, sunflower? You want me t’fill you up?” His fist is wrapped around the base of his cock.

“Please, sir,” you say, spreading your legs wide and tilting your hips up.

“Attagirl,” he murmurs. Once he’s settled on top of you, Tess grabs him by the hair.

“Just the tip, baby,” she says. “Let me fuck you into her.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he says while you moan.

He notches himself at your slit and gently pushes until the head of his cock is nestled inside you. His hands are balled into fists where they cage you in, and his chest heaves with the effort. After all the wretched edging earlier, he’s not actually sure he can hold back.

“Good boy,” Tess murmurs.

It helps, at least until he hears the vibrator click to life inside her. She moans and adjusts the harness a little before she slaps his ass and pushes in agonizingly slow.

It doesn’t stay slow. She drags it out just until you both are desperate before grabbing his hips and shoving the rest of her strap in. It knocks him forward to split you open.

You think you might actually die this time. How is it that she keeps coming up with even better ways to fuck?

You expect him to try to take control, but he lets her set the unforgiving rhythm, fucking herself on the cock held tight inside her by the harness and taking Joel apart with the other half. Each time her hips crash into him, he rocks into you.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Joel grunts, leaning down to bite at your tits so you writhe and whine beneath him.

You grip one of his biceps and reach up for Tess with the other hand. She entwines your fingers, grinning as you grip on desperately. Joel’s teeth have found your neck, leaving marks for you to find later.

You’re not sure how many times you cum. Or Tess, for that matter. Joel manages two. When Tess takes pity on him for the first, he breaks apart so hard that he buries his face in your tits, biting down and leaving hot tears behind. She fucks him through it, and he never goes fully soft, still twitching and throbbing inside you.

When he starts to protest from the overstimulation, she clicks her tongue at him. “No. Another.”

“I can’t,” he whimpers.

“Yeah, you can. Don’t you want him to cum again, sunflower?”

“Uh-huh,” is all you manage as the breath gets knocked out of you on each thrust.

“Be a good boy and cum for me again,” she says. She lets go of your hand to wrap hers around his throat.

You moan, remembering the way she held yours just yesterday.

He gets a glint in his eye even as they glaze over a little, and slides his hand up to do the same to you.

“Fuck, look at you,” Tess says, eyes flicking between you. “Both bein’ so good for me.”

It’s really all it takes. Joel starts to cum first, and when you feel him jerk inside you, this orgasm forcing some of his first load out to pool on the sheet, you snap, warmth flooding you as you tremble beneath them.

All of it sends Tess over the edge, too, and she reaches out to stroke your cheek as she cums, her other hand still loosely cupping Joel’s neck.

Joel’s shaking as he holds himself over you carefully, waiting as Tess gently pulls out. He follows, concern in his wrinkles as you wince.

“M’ok,” you mumble.

Tess goes to head to the bathroom for a towel but he stops her, grabbing her hand and bringing it to his lips. He jerks his head to the bed, and she sighs but crawls beside you to let him handle cleanup.

You watch him, brow furrowed just a little. He should be more tired than either of you.

“He likes to take care of me,” she says. “Of both of us. Sometimes, we just gotta let him.” She tucks an arm under you, and you roll to wrap your arm around her waist.

Tess insists they walk you home that night. “But will you make it back before curfew?” you try to protest.

“Y’ain’t gotta worry about us,” Joel cuts in gruffly. “We’re the ones that gotta worry about you.”

You bite your lip but don’t argue. There’s no point once they’ve decided something, anyway.

Something about it feels off, like you’re in someone else’s skin, but then she slips her hand into yours. Joel trails behind you, scowl firmly locked in place as he shoots dark looks around.

You draw the line at them coming into the building. It feels sickeningly silly, like you’re playing pretend in dangerous waters. Your firm “no” doesn’t stop Tess from kissing your cheek or Joel from rubbing your shoulder before you go inside.

You’d always been fine by yourself before, but your new bed feels cold and lonely.

next chapter

*title from "HandClap" by Fitz and the Tantrums

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x oc #joel miller fic #joel miller smut #joel miller x tess servopoulos #joel miller x reader x tess servopoulos #tess servopoulos x you #tess servopolous x joel miller x you #tess servopolous x joel miller #tess servopoulos x reader x joel miller #tess servopoulos x reader #tess servopoulos x f!reader #the last of us smut #the last of us fic #tlou smut

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yanfeisty · 2 years

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I've been thinking of this for a bit, so here's a request :D So the Creator is a huge speedrunner for fun and absolutely uses any glitch and exploit in order to progress the game. So when they get descend in Sumeru, they immediately start running towards the area where Nahida is trapped in. The Sages are very confused and try to stop the Creator for answers and sweet knowledge juice, but the Creator just bypasses through the bubble Nahida is trapped in and is all like "Nahida sorry it took me so long to free you" and the Sages are like "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S BEEN FIVE MINUTES"

It's a bit of a crack-ish request, but freeing Nahida is the first thing I would have done if I was in the Self-Aware AU haha

Genshin sagau imagine | Speedrunner!Reader

━━━ ՙ 𓄼 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Genshin x Creator!Reader

━━━ ՙ 𓄼 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Reader speedruns the game and create chaos.

━━━ ՙ 𓄼 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Religious theme. Sumeru Archon's quest spoiler.

━━━ ՙ 𓄼 𝐀/𝐍 : LMAO, that's a great idea, I would absolutely do that too. I'm sorry that it's a bit short, but I hope you'll like it.

Masterlist

. Some have tears in their eyes and cries of joy could be heard, seeing the supreme being finally descend, as well as choosing to bless sumeru first with their presence, they couldn't wait to properly welcome you into their nation and- wait, why are you running? And why in the direction of the Sanctuary of Surasthana? The guards are hesitating if they should stop you or not, and of course the Akasha is ordering them to do it still.

. The sages are sweating, since they learned the situation quickly, they'll run faster than they ever did in their life. They're trying to resonate with you, your apparence made things more complicated, sure, you are The God above all, but they still want to have one of their own, foolishly thinking they can make a better one and maybe a bit superior to you, because their ego is that big.

. But nothing can stop you on your way and you succeed to wake up Nahida from her artificial slumber before all the mess with the Fatuis.

. I can imagine, you can try to speedrun other things, such as going to Inazuma without the boat, which can cause this weird feelings to some of the characters you were supposed to meet, to not remember meeting and helping the character but acting like they did. And for the Traveler and Paimon to feel like they finished a quest without having any memory about it, but they're just like "Well that saved us a lot of time."

. If people are aware of your actions, they'll see it as you being omniscient, knowing everything when you aren't supposed to, and using your powers (aka glitches) to go faster in your adventures.

#sagau #self aware genshin #genshin x reader #genshin creator au

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zombeebunnie · 15 days

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Trembling Essence:💙Quality of life changes + choice progress + backgrounds💙

Hi and welcome new followers! :]

This week focused on quality of life changes with the story based on your choices at the start of the game. There was some art practicing again but I managed to get stuff done!

In my previous game development posts I kept talking about making parallax effects in the game! Here's an example of what it'll look like! I learned a lot and had so much fun doing this. :]

Here's some quality life changes for certain effects in the game:

When I initially added an effect for losing HP it was suppose to light up the edges of your screen. Sometimes it can be hard to see if there's another effect happening on the screen so I went back and gave a small hue effect every time you lose HP instead of it only occurring on the edges of the screen. I don't have an example of this only because I have to go through the entire game to fix it, maybe next week I'll have it all done! :,]

Before:

After:

If the player(Y/N) is feeling very cold a icy effect will be shown around the screen to indicate this. I really loved the original way it looked but the new backgrounds can make it very hard to see now. To fix this I added a touch of white frost around the center of the screen so it'll be more noticeable. I also optimized this image so it takes up less space in the game! :]

Choice progress:

I have been going through and writing out what happens with each choice you make.

Without giving spoilers for this ending I want there to be a variety on what happens when you make a choice but I don't want there to be too much branching for this one in particular. It's pretty straightforward. When it comes to the dialog I found out a way to combine sentences together in a way that makes the pacing flow better. It's a little hard to visualize but when you get to the next statement sometimes it'll stay in the same line instead of dragging the dialog out. I also managed to catch a very early bug that caused the screen to go black if you skipped through the dialog, I am very happy I caught this versus finding this problem later into the game. :,,]

Almost half way there! I redid a few more backgrounds and added some animations to them. Since this game development post is getting very long I'll show more of them next week. :D

Q&A / Ask box is open:

If you have any questions about Trembling Essence/Noah feel free to ask here or on itch.io please. This makes it easier for me to see and answer accordingly! I would really like to hear from you guys!

I appreciate the asks I got recently these past couple of days! I'm trying to get to them when I can including the ones I remember that got deleted. I just need time to answer since I like to respond with doodles/drawings as practice. :]

I think that's everything I have to say right now, thank you guys very much for all of the positive support, I appreciate it! :,,]

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egophiliac · 1 year

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Hello!! I'm in love with your artstyle (especially the way you did the signature spells??? I've been looking at them for a while adsgfdfsf, they look like movie posters tbh and that's fricking cool to me. anyway!! I'm a player on the NA server (btw, I've already seen spoilers of chap 7 due to tumblr/reddit/pinterest, so yeah it's not the most spoiled I've ever been so yea) and yeah. I'm getting through the story okay but do you have any advice for people trying to get through certain events with a more limited life schedule??? Also, what are some of the differences that you notice between the english (if you see a lot of it??) and Japanese versions of the game? sorry if this was a longer ask, i tried to be simple but i wanted to tell you that I loved your art and everything just spiraled AAAAAAH

thank you! ❤️❤️❤️ I've been surprised by how many people really like my posters -- it's kind of a weird style to do fanart in, I guess, but I'm glad other people think it's cool too! :D

(gonna answer out of order because the event stuff turned into a huge block of text, sorry!)

I've seen a few of the localizations, but I don't know a lot about the Eng version, so I can't speak too much about differences. (I do think "housewarden" has a better sound to it than "dorm leader" though...they need a fancy little word to match their fancy little outfits.) I did look up the unique magic/signature spells to see if they were able to somehow work in the glossing -- I'm not even sure how you would localize that without it being super weird, so I don't blame them, but I was a little sad anyway! :( in Japanese, they're all written as Japanese phrases with the English as ruby text, and sometimes they're given a little extra meaning. like -- this is where the episode 7 spoilers I'm tagging are) the words that Mal says are "Fae of Maleficence":

but the meaning of the Japanese is "Blessing", which is a nice little "ooooh" moment given the context of it!

there isn't always an extra meaning, sometimes it's just. super literal. but my other favorite is Jack's, where what he means is "✨howl that pierces the moonlit night✨", but what he actually yells is "UNLEASH BEAST" before turning into a giant dog. what a good boy.

as for event advice (under the cut, because this was already getting long)...

speaking as someone who is 100% F2P and therefore also tends to get kind of burnt by some of these events -- the #1 most important thing is to just...make peace with not getting everyone. :') I am a collector-type person, so it definitely gets grating when I can't have all the fancy PNGs my little packrat heart desires. generally though: never do random pulls, always be saving your keys and gems between events. (once a month you can buy a 10-set from Sam for a 50 gem discount, and logging in on a character's birthday will give you a 10-set for free, so make sure to do those!). when the event info starts coming out, pick one or two cards that you really want and work specifically towards those, focusing on grinding out the items and/or using your saved-up pulls on their specific banner. and in the end, accept that it might just not be meant to be, even if you hit the 100-pull pity SSR no I'm not still bitter over fairy gala Ortho why do you ask. if the event doesn't have any cards that you really want, take it as an opportunity to save for the next one!

hoard your star fragments (the things that restore AP) -- if you're going for a card that requires grinding event items to permanently unlock, and the item is one you get from lessons, you can use star fragments to bump your AP up to 30 at a time (10 is the limit that will restore over time, but 30 is the max you can have at once). that makes for a looong lesson loop, but I usually get about 50-60 items per 30 lessons, and I just let it run in the background while doing other stuff. (usually these items are what also unlock the event story, so I'll do a huge amount of lessons first thing and then have enough to get the whole story at once. 👍) it can get really grindy, but events go on for a while so it's not usually that bad if you space it out a bit, instead of waiting until the last minute to try and get those last 600 items (cough) (cough).

if it's one of the ones where you get the item from doing a rhythmic, you get the same amount of items no matter how well you do, even if you miss every note. so you can just...tap occasionally to restart it and get the same effect. if it's a battle one, you do have to actually win to get the item, but once you figure out the sweet spot of a team setup + highest battle level where you win every time, it becomes basically the same deal.

so...yeah, tl;dr you can get away with a lot just by setting things up to run in the background and paying just enough attention to tap through some of the menus. it does require a certain amount of time to just leave your phone while still sorta-kinda paying attention to it, so it might not work for everyone, but that's the best way I've found to get through most events!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #i feel like i just emerged from juice hell from getting my sunset lilia #and yet here i am diving right into tuna hell for my grim #it's okay i wasn't using these ap on anything else anyway #i have gotten SUPER lucky on some of these events #like i think the only halloween card i'm missing is ace #which is nuts considering how many of those are ssrs #but then i didn't manage to get a single one of the birthday diasomnias past the first year :(#we're not going to talk about the dorm dias. we just aren't.#the gacha giveth and it taketh away

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months

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I'd like to request smth from Jujutsu Kaisen, I'd like to request switch yuta and gojo, i find their relationship cute coz they're distant relatives and all hehe

Heyo! Oo, I love this! You know who I need to write more of? Yuta. He's a doll. And Switch!Gojo? BELOVED. I've gotcha covered, anon! :D

CW: Spoilers for JJK 0, angsty- but just a touch,

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@thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @gladdygirl18 @baby-tickles2022 @cupcake-spice13 @rachi-roo

Things were…odd, after the whole Geto situation.

Rika was gone- at least; her soul was anyway. The curse form she’d taken was Yuta’s now- a sentient vessel that doubled as his technique. It was something both painful and comforting at once- she was gone, but no longer trapped.

Then there was the whole school thing; where exactly do they go from here? The first years were told to return to their usual business, but with most of the remaining curses being special grade, they were left to train and train and…train some more…

His body hurt all over- both from recovering and from the new training program Maki instilled upon them.

And then there was Gojo…

“Good work, you guys! Keep it up!” He called out, grinning behind his new blindfold as the four carried on routine. At a glance, he seemed perfectly fine- joyous even. He laughed at Panda’s jokes and sparred with Maki, gave out little missions to Inumaki and answered basic questions regarding various techniques.

He seemed unfazed.

“He was my best friend. My only friend.”

There was no way he was fine. While the students weren’t told what happened to Geto- the answer was pretty obvious. The way he spoke about him- that untouched softness in his voice with the vaguest hint of grief.

He cared about him- really cared. The pain must have been unbearable.

“There you are! How’s my new favorite distant relative?” Of course getting anything out of Gojo was near impossible.

“New favorite? Do you have others?” He asked, yelping some when Gojo slung an arm over his shoulders, pulling him along. “Who was the last favorite?”

“Jealous?” Gojo snickered, dragging him along as they headed towards one of the indoor training rooms. “To be honest- I don’t really know. I guess that makes you my default favorite. Anyway- you said you wanted to train today?”

“Uh- yes! Yes, I did! Yuta nodded, wiggling free when they got there. “I eh- I train so much with Maki, I’m worried I won’t be ready to fight others, you know? She’s talented, but her way of fighting is just one of many. I want to experience all kinds of techniques!”

“Ah, I see now. Alright- I suppose I can play with you for awhile.” Gojo snickered as he rolled his shoulders, shaking out his hands. Yuta gulped, patting himself down to find…he had no weapon. “O-Oh…”

“That’s fine, we need to work on your hand to hand combat anyway. Tell me- can you throw a punch?” Gojo was on him in seconds, teleporting right before his eyes. Yuta went to block his face-

“GAH!” He gasped when a foot connected with his stomach instead, sending him stumbling back a few feet. He thought Maki’s kicks were bad, but this?

Oh, this was hell.

“Oops- and that wasn’t even that strong of a kick.” Gojo tilted his head at him as Yuta fell to his knees, choking and wheezing. “Hm..maybe hand to hand combat isn’t the best right now. You’re still recovering-”

“I-I can do it!” Yuta got up, straightening his shoulders with a determined glare. “I was just caught off guard, that’s all. Please- let me try again.”

Gojo hummed. Then he smiled, nodding. “Okay, but I’m not gonna go easy on you, Mr. I Can Handle It.”

Another teleport, Gojo was to his left. He went to block-

“AH!” This time instead of a punch or kick, it was a finger- a finger! Pressing right into the soft part of his side. Stumbling back, he covered himself, cheeks pink. “G-Gojo-”

“Yes?” Gojo asked from his other side. Another finger poked him once more.

“EEH!” Yuta all but flailed forward at the touch, tripping on his feet. His knees hit the mats, but not before more fingers attacked his ribs. “Aheahhahahhhahaha! Hohohohohld on! Gohoohoohohjoohohohohoho!”

“What’s wrong? I thought you said you could handle it?” Gojo cooed, kneeling over him as Yuta kicked and squeaked, laughing like a child. “Come on, Yuta- tell me why you're laughing? Is it me?”

“Yohohohohou knohoohoohw whhihihihihihiy! Aheahhahahhaha, Gohoohohohojohoohohoho! Stahhahahp tihihihihihckling mehehehehehehe!” Yuta swatted at his hands, feet kicking up a storm as he tried to squirm away. No matter where he went, Gojo was right there with him, kneading his sides and tasering the soft parts of his belly. “Plehhahahahhahahhahse!”

“Aww, look at you begging! Come on- this is a training day! Use some of those fancy curse techniques you’ve been working on.” Gojo moved to his belly, tapping his fingers along it as Yuta squealed. “Oh man- you’re just like Gumi! Hey- I wonder what would happen if I did this?”

“Whohohohoohho’s Guhuuhu-MEHEHEHEHHEHE!” Yuta never got to ask his question. He arched like a victim of an exorcism as fingers shot into his armpits, clawing at the skin beneath. “GOHOHOOHOHOOHJOHOHOHOHO!”

“Oo, this is really bad, huh?” Gojo cooed, snickering alongside him. “You and Gumi- what is it with kids like you two being so ticklish here?”

Yuta was gonna die. He was gonna die and die and die some more. There was only one way to get out of this…

“Hm? Yuta, whatcha gonna do-whoa!” Gojo was suddenly pulled off, “Rika”’s hands grasping his biceps and adjusting him until he was properly trapped. “Not bad, Yuta. Rika’s vessel has it’s uses.”

“Ahehehe…hehehehe…heh…” Yuta groaned as he sat up, rubbing his belly to alleviate the ticklishness. “Rika…keep him still…”

“Oh? What’s this- Yuta’s gonna get revenge?” Gojo sounded impressed and something else Yuta couldn’t quite put his finger on. “I’m so scared! Oh someone help little ol’ me!”

“Oh, you’re gonna need help alright- here I COME!” Yuta lunged, grabbing onto Gojo’s sides to…nothing. Not even a peep.

“Oo, good move. Now actually tickle me.” Gojo grinned, absolutely unfazed.

“What-but-” Yuta narrowed his eyes, tickling more. He moved to his hips, his waist, his belly- nothing! Gojo meanwhile was lounging as best he could in his trapped state, humming a happy tune. “You have to be ticklish! You have to be!”

“Sorry Yuta- I guess I’m not.” He snickered. Yuta glared before going for ribs, kneading them gently. That’s when he saw it- the slight tension in Gojo’s easy smile.

“Oooooh…you got tickly ribs?” Yuta grinned as he attacked, scratching along his ribcage. Gojo’s easy pose stiffened, his smile tightening as he struggled to remain composed. “I knew you were ticklish! Come on- laugh! You need it.”

“N-Now wahaht gave you thahat idea?” A few traitorous giggles escaped Gojo’s lips, much to Yuta’s delight. “Yuhuhuta, wait- wahahhait not thehehehre!”

“Why not? Does it tickle?” Yuta teased, tapping his way down until he was hovering over his lower ribs. “Is this your most ticklish spot?”

“N-Nohohohoohoho?” The lie was so obvious. Yuta could barely fight down a grin.

“Hehehe~”

“Yuhuhuhuta- YUHUHUUHUHUUTAHHAHAHAHHAHA!” Gojo all but exploded when Yuta prodded his lower ribs, going right for that dreadful spot along the lower third. Squirming his best within the confines of Rika’s grip, he cackled and howled with mirth, head thrown back as his legs did a little jig against the mats. “OHOHOOHOKAY OHOHOHOHOKAY YOHOHOOHU WIHIIHIHIHN!”

“I-I do?” Yuta pulled his hands back, amazed. Rika’s grip loosened…

“HA! You believed me!” Gojo cackled before tackling him to the mat, resuming his tickles.

“AHEHEHE! G-GOHOOHOHOJOHOHOHO!

~~~

“Eh…eheheheh…heh…” Yuta ran his hands over his face in exhaustion, his body like jelly but his chest strangely light. “Thahat…was kinda nice.”

“Heh, yeah.” Gojo was a picture of relaxed. You wouldn’t have known him and Yuta had a full blown tickle fight just from his appearance. That is the way of Gojo it seems. “So- feeling better?”

“Huh?” What was that about?

“You’ve been looking at me like a lost puppy for the past few days. I figured you were stressed about everything that happened. Sometimes, we just need a distraction from it all, you know?”

Yuta stared at him, the words sinking themselves into his skin. “You…you were worried about me?”

“Yeah. You are my student, no?”

“Yeah but- Gojo! Everything that happened! Geto- your best and only friend! The fight, his war declaration- his….” Yuta couldn’t bring himself to say it. “You’ve been through hell and yet- here you are worried about me! You shouldn’t have to put everything away to comfort some kid like me! You….you…” Tears blurred his vision, and Yuta found himself staring up at the ceiling as he willed them down. “God..Gojo…”

The other man was quiet, letting the room fill with the sound of Yuta’s soft sniffling. Then a hand reached out, squeezing his shoulder.

“I’m not gonna lie…I’m a mess.” Gojo laughed, voice a touch choked. “You’re right- everything you just said was right. Minus some things.” Gojo pushed up his blindfold so he could meet his eyes properly. “You’re not just ‘some kid’. You’re my student. Not only that- but a distant relative. I know that probably doesn’t mean much to you, but to me it feels kinda special. Probably some sentimental part of me, you know?

“Geto...I've accepted what he became. I accepted it long before any of this happened. Sure- it hurts. It hurts that this is how it all came to an end, but…I got my closure. That’s all that matters to me now.” Gojo moved his hand up to Yuta’s hair, ruffling it some. “Thank you though. It’s nice to know someone cares about what’s going on with me.”

Yuta couldn’t bring himself to speak, instead smiling through watery eyes as he nodded. The curse faded away, leaving just them side by side against worn down mats.

“I do feel better. Thank you.”

Thanks for reading!

#jjk #jjk 0 #jjk 0 spoilers #jjk spoilers #tickle #tickle fic #gojo satoru #yuta okkotsu #fluff and angst #but just a tiiiny dash of angst #Takes place after JJK 0 be warned #fluff for the soul cause I'm hurting like a mf right now over these characters #they are just- ahhhhhhh

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midnight-in-town · 10 months

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Leaving Vinland...? (spoilers for ch205!)

After reading the chapter, I actually think we had it coming, even if they went through all that trouble to reach Vinland and create a peaceful village of settlers there. :D

I mean, remember Ketil's Farm arc?

Like I said before, I think the last arc parallels it a lot (like the War on the Baltic Sea arc mirrored some parts of the Prologue).

Back then, when confronting Canute's violent ways, Thorfinn was asked whether or not he would kill Canute to stop him (illustrating that "righteous violence" Einar talked about in a previous chapter) and he answered...

...that in front of violence, he'll always choose to run (and he did so against first Sigurd and then Garm as well, when they first met, during the War on the Baltic Sea arc).

Now in the last arc, faced with a devastating epidemic in both Europe and Vinland, Canute chose his usual approach of "killing a few to save the many" (ch202)...

whereas Thorfinn once again chose to run in the latest chapter:

Don't get me wrong, it's understandable why some readers might side with Einar and Hild after reading ch205, because in the past, whenever Thorfinn would choose to run, it was always in order to make it to Vinland and to create there "a country of peace".

Now that they're driven out of Vinland though (or, more accurately, that Thorfinn intends to leave in order to avoid war), it makes sense that many would wonder "but to go where?!":

However, I think wondering about "where" is missing the point Yukimura-sensei is trying to make.

Obviously, we were always led to think that reaching Vinland was the end goal of Thorfinn's journey, because it was also Thors' dream to go live there in peace. That being said if, even after reaching Vinland, Thorfinn and the settlers trigger a never-ending conflict that many generations after them will inherit and recreate, then how are they doing any better than all the violence they fled from all the countries at war in Europe?

Peace is not just about "where", but also about "how" and "with who".

In my opinion, Hild forgiving Thorfinn was the conclusion of Thorfinn's journey to reach Vinland: this success is why he can forgive himself and start living free from guilt.

But Yukimura-sensei just chose to illustrate that Thorfinn's road pursuing pacifism and living his life without guilt doesn't just end by reaching Vinland: it is also about his family's survival and about what he passes onto his children.

Like Thors did with him, despite Thors never reaching Vinland.

Well done, Yukimura-sensei, that's an excellent lesson for this series' final arc. Can't wait to see how it continues!

(PS: Gudrid is giving birth next month :D and I love that the birth of Thorfinn's second child happens precisely as he says he doesn't want his kids to inherit war in Vinland :D)

#vinland saga #thorfinn karlsefni #canute #hild #einar #thors snorresson #gudrid #karli #yukimura makoto #vs205 #vs theory #my analysis

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mangekyuou · 1 year

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⟡ ֺ 𓂂 now playing , up on the hill top.

⟡ pairing! … f!reader x trafalgar law. ft. big brother sanji.

⟡ type of love! … romantic.

⟡ cw(s)! … she/her pronouns used. brief allusion to child neglect. the reader has a sibling-like relationship with sanji. reader is implied to be a few months younger than sanji. annoyingly overprotective sanji. reader shotgunning a beer. takes place during the conclusion of wano but no spoilers. me trying to be funny.

⟡ wc! … 1.8k.

⟡ notes! … took out of the c*lestial d*agon part, but the reader still has a princess past. this was in my drafts for so long, i am so sorry. thank you so much for requesting !! <333

“You don’t dance or you can’t dance?” you challenged him with a light chuckle, pressing your body against his, closing the small space between you. “Maybe a mixture of both?” you added, earning an eye roll from him.

It was over. The battle was over. The reign of terror that lasted 20 years had finally ended. The people of Wano were free from the brutal reins of Kurozumi Orochi, of the Beast Pirates, of Kaido. To conclude the dark era finally coming to its end and start a new era, the people of Wano all across the nation held a banquet.

Away from the festivities, on top of the hill, looking out on the banquet taking place in the Flower Capital, stood you and Law. It was nice to see everyone happy, laughing with each other, and dancing. It was so lively. But it had been so long since you had gotten to spend any alone time with Law since arriving in Wano.

You took his hand into yours, slipping away from the banquet together. You found this spot before the raid, being able to see all the beauty of the Flower Capital. In it, you found a moment of peace through all of the turmoil, a chance to finally slow down and breathe, a chance to look back on the life you’ve led up until this point. None of which you found yourself regretting. And if you had to do it all over again, you would a million times over.

When it was all over, said and done, you had promised to come back to this very spot before you’d left this island with your crew. And now you were able to share this spot with the man you loved.

It felt good to be back in his arms. But that didn’t stop you from thinking about what happens after the banquet when you and Law have to separate. Your contented smile wavered, as your head lowered. You tried to hide your face in his chest.

He noticed, and he knew where your mind had drifted off to. The thought of being separated for god knows how long, played through his mind repeatedly.

“You’re thinking about it again, aren’t you?” He asked, his hand moving up to the small of your back.

“It’s kind of hard not to. I’ve gotten so used to you being there when I wake up. And now I have no clue when I’ll even be able to see you again,” You admitted.

With his free hand, he grabbed his hat, placing it on your head. You picked your head up, looking into his golden eyes that you had fallen in love with over the course of these past few months. His golden eyes that you continue to fall in love with over and over again with every loving gaze. “If I could give you an answer, I would. I wish I knew myself. I’d tell you not to worry, but it would make me a hypocrite because I’m worried myself. Never thought I’d be saying that aloud.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” You noted with a smile. He couldn’t stop that small smile that formed his features. He never really noticed how much more he smiled when he was around you. Not until he was being teased left and right for it, whether it was by you or his crew.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, “We can be worried together. I may from time to time call you for hours on end because I miss you.”

“I wouldn’t mind hearing your voice. It’s better than listening to Penguin and Shachi arguing all the time,” He mentioned, earning a laugh from you.

“But you love them.”

“Unfortunately, I do.”

It felt amazing to just talk and laugh with him, to see how he’s truly lightened up. His claims of only being interested in you due to your position in the Straw Hats as well as your devil fruit were proven to be false. Neither of those aspects was what truly drew him to you. He wasn’t really sure himself what it was either.

You were just...you. It was the best way he could explain it. Though he was still learning to say that part out loud, he loved every part of you. He couldn’t even begin to tell you what it was that made him face first in love with you. There was so much he wanted to say, but the words available to him were just not enough to describe it.

Being with you felt like home. He felt a sense of safety as he inhaled your perfume when he hugged you, when he kissed you, and when you were asleep next to him. Even now at this moment, as he holds you close, unsure of if he even wants to let you go. He feels at ease, something he hasn’t felt in so long.

You capture his lips in a loving kiss, dropping your hands from around his neck, snaking under the fabric of his shirt, and feeling his hot skin underneath the tips of your fingertips. His calloused hands cradled your face gently, for only a brief moment, pulling away from your lips, earning a pout from you.

His body was tensed, eyes piercing as he glared to the left. You turned your head in the same direction feeling a sense of familiarity, as well as an intense aura. Someone was coming, and there were furious.

Appearing out of the shadows was a blond with a smile, “( y/n )! There you are! I was looking everywhere for you!” His smile had disappeared, being replaced with a look of annoyance as he made eye contact with the company you had found yourself entangled with. The blond looked Law up and down, “Law...”

“Blackleg-ya...” Law scoffed, rolling his eyes.

You untangled yourself from your lover. “Sanji, what are you doing here?”

As the blond looked at you again, his smile reappeared, “I couldn’t find you at the banquet. And I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“How thoughtful. I’m okay!”

“Why wouldn’t she be?” Law grumbled under his breath, earning a glare from the cook. If looks could kill, they’d be in a death battle.

To say Sanji had a soft spot for you was an understatement. You were the little sister he never knew he needed. Since you had joined the Straw Hats, he made a promise to himself, he’d do anything to see you always smiling, to see you always happy.

But did you have to fall for the man whose epithet is Surgeon of Death?

Law was the walking personification of the man he never wanted you to be around.

When he had overheard you, rather eavesdropping on the three of you, gushing to Nami and Robin about your new boyfriend he had nearly fainted. He couldn’t believe his ears. His lovely, too good for this world, little sister who he adored, dating Law of all people?! The very same man who swore when the alliance dissolved, he would go back to being an enemy of the Straw Hats, now cuddled up with you.

He could hardly hear how overdramatic he was being from Nami, he was too busy being dramatic.

Every time you tried to defend your boyfriend, he’d never listen. It just resulted in the two of you talking over each other, neither of you being heard. You adored Sanji, and you appreciated him being protective and wanting the best for you.

But sometimes you just wished he’d shut up and listen, rather than trying to dictate your life! People dictating your life was the reason you were with the Straw Hats in the first place, why you ran away from the place you used to call home.

Sanji cleared his throat, “Law, can I talk to you for a moment?” Despite it being phrased as a question, it wasn’t in the slightest. “Alone. You know, man to man,” He clarified. By the look on his face, there was nothing you could say that would have persuaded him from the obviously terrible idea of leaving the two of them alone together. The red flags were now flashing red lights going off in your head.

Looking back to your boyfriend, he didn’t seem phased in the slightest, as if he was expecting whatever was to come. “Go have fun, it won’t take long, will it?”

“Of course not. I’ll return him back to you in one piece.” Sanji chimed in. Something about the way he said it, made you doubt it even more. “Alright, alright. Well when you’re finished, come and find me, yeah?”

“Not like there’s anyone else I want to see.” You press a kiss on his cheek, bidding the two men your goodbyes, returning to the festivities in the Flower Capital.

Law’s eyes had followed you until you were out of sight. How he hated to see you go but loved to watch you leave.

“Don’t look at her like that, you bastard.”

“Like what?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. What are your intentions with ( y/n )? What the hell are you planning? Are you using her as a ploy to take all of us down? I know what pirates like you think when you see women like her” Sanji accused.

Law rolled his eyes, “The pot calling the kettle black.”

“WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!”

The Surgeon of Death continued, “Look Blackleg-ya, I’m not going to have this conversation with you, again. I owe you no explanation for my relationship with ( y/n ). Stay out of it.”

“If she didn’t like you so much, I’d choke the life out of you,” The cook threatened under his breath, his fingers twitching at his sides.

“As if I’d even let you let you get that close,” Law spat back.

“( y/n ) used to be a princess, you know?”

“Didn’t ask.”

“She’s too good for you!”

The surgeon simply shrugged, completely uninterested in the conversation.

“I’LL KILL YOU!”

Down in the Flower Capital, you found yourself nursing a drink that Nami gave you. You kept looking back toward the hill, wondering what was taking Law and Sanji so long. The orange-haired woman nudged your shoulder, grabbing your attention, “You okay?”

“Yeah, just...wondering what’s taking them so long.”

Your question was immediately answered, as you could hear the sheathing of a sword from meters aware and the sound of yelling over the loud music. An annoyed sigh left your lips. You shotgunned the rest of your drink, handing the empty glass to Nami.

“Gonna need another one of those when I get back from stopping these idiots from tearing each others’ throats out.”

“Good luck, babes.”

“I’ll need it.”

#one piece #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar d law #trafalgar law #law #law one piece #law x reader #law oneshots #law scenarios #law imagines #law headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece oneshots #one piece scenarios #one piece imagines #one piece headcanons #☆ — MY LOVE MINE ALL MINE.

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Welcome to askfuzzycallie!

This is a splatoon au ask blog! I'm your humble host, @possiblycringe! I hope you enjoy my silly little au :D This blog will have a overarching story told over time. Most asks will not progress the plot, but Callies behavior and the status quo will change, usually during the course of longer answers or non ask comics. If you are just arriving, I recommend reading through the asks in chronological order. <- Chrono Tag Also, this is a horror au, or at least an au that contains horror in it. There is going to be psychological horror, body horror, and other unpleasant stuff. These aspects will become more apparent later on in the story, though. Just be aware of that! ______________________________________________________________ Our cast! Captain 3 (Carp)

-The quiet captain of the NSS. She can face down a horde of enemy octarians but when faced with a slightly uncomfortable conversation she will bolt. -Carp is also partially Octarian -(SPOILERS) Carp has been on the sidelines this whole time, but with Callie feral will she step into action? She seems uncomfortable to even talk about it... Agent 3 (Peashooter) and Lil Buddy (Pod)

-The short-tempered, half-fuzzified kid who, for some reason, was recruited by Craig. He seems to not trust easily, but those who gain his trust, such as Craig and Pod, are people he will die for without question. Despite Pod eating the fuzzy ooze just before it transformed him, he doesn't remember anything about his old life, and wants to keep it that way. -(SPOILERS) It seems that Pea has reason not to want to remember his former life, as he had a past similar to the squid sisters...except he was forced into fame at a much younger age, leading to neglect and a belief that genuine joy is simply a facade that he is above -(SPOILERS) In the past, Pea, or as his name used to be, Crumb, had a collaboration with the squid sisters, where Callie comforted him after he tried to run away from set. This memory has inspired a new courage in Pea, who seems to have changed his view on the world just a little Agent 1 (Callie Cuttlefish)

-The cheery premier agent of the NSS and the former pop star, Callie has been enjoying life after her incident with the hypnoshades. Unfortunately, the fuzzy ooze might disrupt that...but she doesn’t seemed very bothered by the changes! -(SPOILERS) The symptoms have progressed. Callie is now hunting birds without Marie's knowledge -(SPOILERS) Callie has been convinced by Mr. Grizz to hide her worsening symptoms from Marie. This could be a bad sign -(SPOILERS) Callie has become aggressive towards Deep Cut, now attacking them without hesitation. Memories have also begun to degrade -(SPOILERS) Callie has attempted to kill and eat Big Man, and this whole time has been eating salmonoids, some of which used to be her friends. Has she fully lost herself? She has separated away from the NSS, permanently for now Agent 2 (Marie Cuttlefish)

-The sassy half of the Squid Sisters and second agent of the NSS, Marie has one of the strongest wills in the Splatoon. She's wary of Callie's new quirks, but is trying not to let them drift apart again. -(SPOILERS) Marie's worst fears have been realized: Callie has been lying to her this entire time. Now she's who-knows-where. She will need to find the inner strength to keep going and rescue her cousin. Again. I have other agents and feel free to ask about them, but they will likely not make a huge impact on the story! ______________________________________________________________ General rules and guidelines: -No NSFW related asks, please -OOC asks are okay, if you want any clarification on the au! -You can clarify who you are asking or leave it up to me to decide who answers -No ships are planned for this, there are some I am considering but I might not include them as I am not the strongest with romance (Edit: There is one minor romantic subplot planned because I was enabled by a friend. Have fun with that!) -I'm pretty bad with fancy formatting, so I will probably not have that much fancy texts -M!Anons aren't allowed. I'm pretty new with askblogs so I want to wait a bit until I'm more comfortable to let M!Anons happen. EDIT: No M!A will be allowed until the main story is completed

-As established in this ask, the context for asks is that an ancient human AI was found in alterna. You are free to send asks to any character in alterna because of this, but please keep this lore in mind! -No interaction with other roleplay blogs, please. This is a self contained story and because of the reasoning given above, other roleplay blogs sending asks wouldn't make sense. Thank you for understanding! -Non-OOC Asks will generally be answered with 1-5 sketches, might add splashes of color if needed ______________________________________________________________

Tags: [Ask] - any asks, in character or not [OOC] - any OOC asks [Fuzzy Callie] - any in character asks or events relating to the overall story ______________________________________________________________ Ending things off, I have never run an ask blog before so please forgive me for any mistakes I make! Thank you :D

#Fuzzy Callie #splatoon au

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vitanithepure · 10 months

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Gale and Mystra

Ok, first thing I wanna talk about, what absolutely lives rent-free in my mind since I finished my first run is how much I love the companion's personal stories. I will for sure make an Origin run with most of them. I want to know every last detail about those pixel people.

With no surprise on nobody's part - I want to talk about Gale first. I believe I once said my OC Vitani and I share exactly one brain cell and it is consumed with thoughts about that wizard.

He did get a bit of a lift up when it comes to the story we knew from EA and it turned out absolutely fabulous. I won't be focusing on our relationship with the man as much as his with Mystra, the goddess of magic. This would be far too long otherwise, there is just too much to say.

Regardless, this will also be a long one, and full of spoilers for his story, so be warned. Placing it all under the cut.

First, some facts. It turns out, from my understanding, that Gale was not after Mystra's godhood, quite contrary to his bio on the website (which I find…weird) but rather tried to ascend by himself. He was impatient; he wanted more, and he wanted it now - and Mystra was not willing to grant his wishes. It goes without saying he was in the wrong, no explanation needed.

So, to convince Mystra to share even more with him, he decided to "screw flowers" and tried to get her what turned out to be that cursed Netherese orb. At least, that is what he thought. We know that this went horribly wrong and Gale was not only stuck with magic he can barely control, but severed from means to stop it - as Mystra, understandably, abandoned him.

Which is also to say how little she actually cares about other mortals, leaving a ticking bomb to run free in the Realms. We could assume that, in her "infinite wisdom" she trusted Gale to do the right thing and just go on and die somewhere remote, like he planned to if he ever started to lose control of the orb. Not really sure what lesson is there to give through such a punishment, that is for Mystra to answer, I don't get it :)

This is when we meet Gale, humbled, but not giving up. I don't want to repeat myself too much as I did a breakdown of his EA content a while back [link here] and not much changed in that regard, his slight rewrite didn't change my opinion on how and why he does and says to us.

So, moving on:

The juicy part truly begins when Elminster shows up and drops the bomb (heh…) about what Mystra expects of Gale… I instantly went with "ok, yeah, here it is, my heartbreak I've been waiting for". And from that point, he seems so…resigned. I can't imagine what a person in his position goes through? Not sure I want to. Can you imagine that? Someone you genuinely looked up to, perhaps even loved, in the past, someone holding infinite power over magic in this world, hell, someone holding power over you asks you to forfeit your life to deserve forgiveness? Damn, D&D gods are stone cold.

Like, I get it, and I try not to excuse Gale. He did a terrible thing, a horrible breach of trust and who knows what kind of person it would make him if he succeeded. As it is, though, it shows such an awful imbalance in power. Mystra was never in any real danger, she proves this by being able to control the orb, decides that this - already humbled and regretful - man has to die to make it okay with her?

Even though she clearly sees he learned his lesson? And she could remove the orb at literally any time? Because that is what she presents him with if he refuses to just lie down and die for her. She will remove the orb if he brings her Karsus's Crown, along with the netherstones - the thing the Elder Brain possesses.

I don't know what happens if we go along Gale's plan to control the crown himself, possibly nothing good (I am about to find out, I so desperately want to see his whole arc, from every perspective), so here I want to finish off with how it ended for me on my first run - with a complete redemption, both in his and Mystra's eyes.

Gale recognized his folly and, in hindsight, agreed he had everything a mortal man could ever possess and lost it to his arrogance and ambition. But also him realizing "no love was lost between them" makes me simply happy, he is healed at this point.

From what I gathered, he finishes his story by becoming the Chosen of Mystra once again. Still curious, because how could he not be with his love for magic, but knowing his limits. No longer known as Gale of Waterdeep, but Gale Dekarios, your neighborhood nerdy wizard with a good tale to spin over some wine in the Yawning Portal.

And seriously, fuck the D&D gods with their mortal flaws.

#gale of waterdeep #mystra #bg3 spoilers #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

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duchessonfire · 6 days

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Whatever AU you create I live for it, honestly I'm your biggest fan at this point. Feel free to expand! The abo, supernatural twist, the motherfucking reverse sugar that i did not expect 😂 what kinda dynamic do you envision? Are they overall similar to savior except for some key point or is the energy between cegan completely altered? What are the vibes 🤩

Also! What are you thought on Negan's evolution and can you add your twist as to where do you think Carl can fit in it

(ive never watched dead city and stopped twd years ago coincidentaly right after carl died i keep up a bit with spoilers so i got the gist of it. But from what i can see he's become a fundamentaly different person. Swagger still there but dialed down enough to make me sad 😔 wbu do you keep up? id be impressed if you did cause that's some damn comitmment.

Listen i've been trying to recreate your magic by combining ao3 tags lately but nothing seems to fit! Its the age difference, its the slow burn with what started as someone playing meanly and exerting their power on someone else only to be hit with the feelings 🫢, it's the top tier d/s subtext, its the jealousy and the two step forward one step back, its the smut tbh mostly the smut, simply put it's giving.

And absolutely no rush and dont feel obliged to answer but what kinda irl timeline are you predicting for part 3 and 4 and the neganpov? You've been churning out updates lately (22k high quality chapter within a month; we are spoiled god bless🫂).

I'm frothing at the mouth waiting for your next update. You sincerely bring me joy.

Hi again Cegan lovely! ✨

Thank you so much for this sweet message.

The dynamics of the other Cegan project I have planned will be very much similar to the Savior!Carl universe with Carl and Negan going from enemies to lovers. The only one that is truly different is the reverse sugar daddy AU where I'm going for a Carl that is super shy and vulnerable, really a gifted kid who has trouble connecting with people and who clings to his crush for his former PE teacher for dear life. I'm really excited about those projects even though I have no idea when I'll have time to write them 😅

I am still heavily involved in TWD universe and I have watched the main show until the end, as well as the Daryl Dixon, The Ones Who Live and the Dead City spinoffs. I was very unhappy with Negan's characterization in the last season of TWD but Dead City really brought a breath of fresh air and I'm excited to see what lies in store for Negan in season 2.

So funny thing, part 4 of the Savior!Carl universe will cover Rick's arrival and the war between the Saviors and the other communities, but because I want to stick closely to canon, part 5 will deal with the time Negan spends in the cell and the Whisperer War. So I have in fact plans for Carl and Negan's relationship even after Negan loses his empire. (I'm actually very excited about their new dynamics after that happens ❤️‍🔥 While Negan will go softer, Carl will become a lot harder and more ruthless so that will be pretty amazing to explore...).

I'm so happy that you enjoy the Savior!Carl AU 😍 If you're looking for more Cegan content, I recommend looking at my bookmarks. If you enter Carl Grimes or Negan Smith in the "other work tags to include" section, you will be able to see all my Cegan bookmarks. I especially recommend the fics by Gemjam: Wildflowers and Genesis, which are really the main inspiration behind the Savior!Carl universe, but in my bookmarks you will find loads more of amazing works by amazing writers! Happy reading 📖

So for the time-line, part 3 will finish this summer for sure, hopefully by beginning of July. I will post chapter 10 this week (hopefully today or tomorrow), and then it's only two more chapters to go. The time-line for 4 is a lot blurrier because I still have a lot of brainstorming to do. Same for part 5 and for the Negan's pov. Ideally, I would like the Negan's pov to post at the same time as part 5 because Carl will spend a lot of time away from Negan while he's in the cell, so posting Negan's pov at the same time would still giving readers a healthy amount of Cegan next to the plot of part 5.

Thank you again for such a lovely ask and I hope you have an amazing day 💐😘

#Duchess answers #Cegan #Cegan ask #Twd #TWD ask #carl grimes #negan smith #Savior Carl AU

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bookofmirth · 5 months

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Hello! I was wondering if you could clarify something for me about acotar mating bonds. Azriel mentions in the bonus chapter that the cauldron could be wrong, and he could actually be Elain’s mate. I’m confused why he’s connecting mating bonds to the cauldron, when the cauldron has never been implied to have created mating bonds before? Rhys had dreams of Feyre when she was a human even if the mating bond only clicked into place for him after she became fae. I interpreted this is meaning that Feyre and Rhys were always mates, the bond just didn’t click into place until she was Made, but the bond itself has nothing to do with the actual cauldron. With Elain and Lucien, I also thought it was obvious that the bond clicks into place right after she is Made not because of the cauldron creating the bond, but because it’s the first time they’re meeting face to face or because she’s now fae. Is there something I’m missing about the link between the cauldron and mating bonds? It has been a few years since i last read the original trilogy

Hello friend! I was actually just writing something about this in the last ask I was answering and held off, but here goes!

Azriel saying "what if the Cauldron is wrong" is him speaking out of desperation. Whether you think he's desperate for Elain or for a mate in general is neither here not there - he's clearly emotional and lonely.

Here is what Rhys says in acowar, when he and Feyre are having a discussion about where bonds come from:

“What decides it? Who decides it?” Rhys straightened his lapels before plucking an invisible piece of lint from them. “Fate, the Mother, the Cauldron’s swirling eddies …”

Rhys, the most powerful High Lord in history and often our source of knowledge about the world, doesn't know where mating bonds come from. And this was an actual conversation about where the mating bond comes from, not an offhand comment from someone who is sad and upset.

So why would we take Azriel's words, when in context they are not even having a discussion of how the world works, over the words of Rhys, when he is trying to discuss what he understands about his world and the mating bond with his mate, discussing Elain's mating bond?

Honestly, we've been having this argument for ages. You're right, mates are mates from birth, not after they are Made.

Rhys dreams about Feyre before she even crossed the wall.

Cassian was drawn to Nesta even when she was a human.

Lucien tried to help Elain before she was Made by the Cauldron. He literally broke a spell trying to go to her.

And one reason people think Ruhn and Lidia are mates is because they were able to find one another psychically before they even met in person.

There are probably other examples of this, that's just off the top of my head. Anyone can feel free to add on!

One more point that I mentioned in the last ask, and it wasn't mine but I can't remember who said this initially - the Cauldron made the acotar world, yeah? If the Cauldron makes mating bonds, then there likely wouldn't be mating bonds in Erilea or Midgard because the Cauldron is in the acotar world. It's something bigger, more far-reaching, that creates mating bonds.

But let's be real - sjm is what makes mating bonds. She decides "hey this couple is going to be endgame" and then it just works, magically, which is probably why Rhys didn't have a real reason to explain them. And we have to have the contrast of mating bonds that are incompatible to highlight the fact that, despite fate, people do have a choice in her stories.

The fact that people can say "no", is what makes the "yes" meaningful.

I don't expect this argument to go anywhere any time soon, unfortunately. But I can tell you that hofas only reinforces the fact that sjm loves mating bonds, that once she mates a couple they are endgame, and people are just going to be in denial for however long they feel like. I'm not going to tag that as a spoiler because hofas was basically just sjm doing the same things she's always done, no surprises in terms of the big things she likes to write in romantic relationships.

#antielriel #acotar #the cauldron #elucien #mating bonds #ask #anon

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wetcatspellcaster · 6 months

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If it’s not [REDACTED] material you plan on covering further on in Pieces, would you mind talking about why Hemlock is so jealous of Rosalie? It seems like every time she’s “on screen” she’s making some sort of jab at Rosie concerning either Astarion/Rosalie’s past relationship, or Astarion and Hemlocks (insinuated?) carnal activities, but hardly anyone ever comments on it. Like poor Hemmie practically spat the fact Astarion comes to her bed in Rosalie’s face during Chapter 12 in front of Shadowheart but no one acknowledges that she’s constantly trying to make Rose upset with this info. Is it just the power of the Ascendant that Hemlock is drawn to and makes her wish she was on Rosalie’s level (in Astarion’s eyes), or is it the bond between vampire and spawn that makes her act like this?

Hey anon! Thank you for the question! I'll try to answer you as best I can without spoilers :)

Firstly, the reason no one ever comments on Hemlock's behaviour or the buckwild things she says is because.... they all find it kind of cringe :') In my mind, by this point in the timeline, this party and Tav have encountered Gortash, Orin, Cazador, Raphael, Mizora, the Emperor's bullshit... not to mention any villains Rose encountered in her post game life, and in Avernus. They've had their fair share of villain speeches! They're used to it! They feel like water off a duck's back at this point! It's easier to simply not acknowledge it, than engage.

(Rose talks about the social energy it takes to interact with evil people in another fic I've written, she's just like "more than anything, it's exhausting to act like I value their opinions and pretend I care".)

Hemlock also thinks her and Rosalie are fighting over an Ascended Astarion... they're not. Rose doesn't want Ascended Astarion. So when Hemlock's like, "yeah, did I mention we fucked", Rose is just like "...and? you and every other person in that house. happy for you, i guess?" Like yes, it does sting a little in the sense that it shows how much Astarion has changed... but it's kind of missing the real mark? And most of Rose's friends know her well enough to know that, but especially Shadowheart, who walked round that awful dungeon with her.

That being said, Rose is more petty with Hemlock when they're alone and no one's there to judge her, but that's more because of the Feeblemind than anything.

As for Hemlock's motivations, it's unfortunately a mixture of all of the things you list above. Astarion's spawn are all people he recruited post-Ascendency, so all of them buy into his spiel to some extent. Hemlock, in particular, is a person who was already evil-aligned before she became a vampire. She was promised a lot of power and a position of supposed equals (where have we heard that before?) I do think, if she doesn't have feelings for Astarion, or may now have started to reach a point where some of the sheen of this hot, all-powerful vampire man has been tarnished, she does at least want the peak ascendency romance: the glamour, the debauchery, and the power that comes with it (she is, essentially, a Tav that picks all the pro-evil plan lines in the dialogue tree and means it).

Instead, she's forced to live a circumscribed and domesticated life, because of some girl she's never met, who Astarion waxes lyrical about whenever he has a free moment to pause for breath. In Chapter 13, I reveal that all the spawn have to live according to Rose's dictate of 'no harm' - notice that Astarion enforces that perfectly on all the people he can literally command, meanwhile he is the only person with freedom in that situation, and he can act however he likes and keeps 'messing it up uwu'. He thinks he's being 'good' and doing vampirism 'well', but what it actually is is just hypocrisy, and a way to continue to exercise power over those he controls, to some extent. Hemlock is someone who actually wants to be an evil vampire, or even a Cazador, and can't, because she's not given the free will with which to do so.

So Hemlock has this mixture of 'I am actually in love with this man and want what he promised me'; or 'I was in love with this fantasy and now I'm facing the reality, after having sold my soul, and even if I hate it here now I'm trapped, I want to find any way to salvage this so I've got to continue pretending he's right'; 'I fucking hate this woman who I'm constantly compared to and can never live up to, even though, to my mind, she sounds fucking stupid'; ....AND then there's the bond between vampire and servant. Hemlock tells Rose that she's already under orders not to displease Astarion - I fully believe that order has been in place for a long time. This Astarion words commands and orders in a way that means the spawn have the illusion of cooperation and free choice, which basically means he makes the spawn complicit in their own oppression. He'll say something like "because you've upset me, you should go to the dungeon cells and starve yourself and not move, while you think about what you've done" - that's still, to all intents and purposes, an order (especially when you're already under orders not to displease him).

Hemlock says a lot of what she says to Rosalie because it's easier to hate the woman who 'ruined her life' and 'prevents Astarion from reaching his full potential', rather than examine anything too closely and realise she's ruined her life herself. If she stops buying into the vampirism she chose, she's fucked bc it's not like she can leave it, so better to hate anything else but being a spawn.

It's just also unfortunate, that she thinks the way to hurt Rose is to brag about sleeping with Astarion. But then, the only version of Astarion Hemlock has ever known is obsessed with sex, so why wouldn't she think the woman who loves him wouldn't be as well?

I hope that makes sense! Sorry, this ended up being very long!

#asks #anons #wip: pieces still stuck in your teeth #I'm not sure if Hemlock feels like a consistently written character but tbh she just has the same cognitive dissonance as an act 1 astarion #so like... spawn 'how dare you try to save me. i dont want to be saved' syndrome. only she hasn't admitted any of what she has is trauma.#but this is then coupled with the fact that she's evil aligned. so it's hard to want to give her free will when part of her baggage is:#'but what if i want to commit atrocities :((((((('#hemlock tag

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Not really a question on anything big, but just wanted to stop by and say hello. How are things? :P

Hello! Things are good! I'm about to graduate from college in two days! :D

And gog I can't believe it. I'll never have to do schoolwork again (hopefully, I mean my parents are pushing me to go to grad school but I REALLY don't wanna). 90% of my life has been schoolwork, and now I never have to do it again. I literally can't wait for all the free time I'll have to do draw and write and do all the stuff that college has hindered me from doing. Like COLOR-TV!

I mean I still have my animatic of course, but my professor said that she'll let me work on it until September, which is DOABLE. I'm almost to the second chorus! And gog I can't wait to show it to you all, I really hope y'all like it because I'm putting SO MUCH EFFORT into this!!!

Oh yeah and lookie! Remember how I said that I submitted my art to be showcased alongside fellow artists at my college? Well here's a picture of that lmao

My silly cartoony art of Christopher, alongside people's actually good photography and paintings, as well as several complicated research projects ;v;

I'm even in the first few pages too, ughhh lmao

I also made collages of the many many drawings I made for the animatic that I had to put together for the exhibition, and I would show you all them if they weren't unfortunately a spoiler lmao. I want the animatic to be a surprise, at least as well as I can keep this secret!

Hmm, what else... I guess I'm worried about getting a job after college? Because it's gotta be labwork, that was the whole point of getting my bio degree lmao. Hopefully I can score a job working at that national laboratory I visited, because they had positions that seemed interesting. Plus that would be a state job, which is fantastic?? But I'm gonna try not to get my hopes up lmao

Although I'm gonna be honest. If I do get that national lab job, I have no idea what will happen to my activity on this blog. Because I'll have to move there since it's three hours away from where I live, and live on the lab campus. Which wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't a federal facility using a federal network. Apparently they're very strict about what websites you go to. I'm not even allowed to play video games on their network, can you believe that? So what are the chances I can use social media???

So yeah. I want the job, but also I kinda. Don't want the job. Lmao

I care so much about my blog and my online presence man. This stuff keeps me sane, as awful as that is. I need to make things and share them online for people to enjoy, it's just so much more natural to me than working in some sterile lab somewhere. *sigh*

Uhhh have I rambled enough? I think I've rambled enough. If I somehow haven't, feel free to ask any specific questions and I'll be happy to answer them lmao

#bendyartistic #I assume this was an invitation to just ramble about how I'm generally doing #Sorry if you wanted a specific answer lmao

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summary; cyno's fluff alphabet for the 200 followers event! note; thank you, everyone, for your kind words! i decided to do the full alphabet for him since there were many requests. i hope he's not too ooc, I'm still learning how to write him,,, tags; fluff, some hints of violence and light angst, possible spoilers.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Cyno, unsurprisingly, likes to play Genius Invokation TCG with you! If you don’t know how to play, he’ll gladly teach you and give you some advice on how to make your deck. He always has his own ready whenever he suspects you’re going to visit him.

Your lover is a busy man and doesn’t have much free time, so besides playing together, he’s willing to do something you like instead. Even if he doesn’t particularly enjoy it, he can deal with it from time to time just to spend time with you. He’d also enjoy traveling with you! For your birthday, he’ll take a few days off, so you can use that time to take a nice trip with Cyno.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

It’s a difficult question. The General Mahamatra thinks everything about you is beautiful, from your looks to your personality, once he falls in love with you, he can’t think of any other answer. But, Cyno loves your eyes very much, seeing how you are always honest with him.

If you’re with him, that means you have a decent sense of justice yourself. He admires that, along with your morals and your opinions in many topics. And, if you have a goal in mind, tell him. He’ll do everything in his power to support you, as long as you remember that there are limits for everything.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

It would depend on your own reactions. Depending on that, Cyno will either offer quiet comfort or try to lighten the atmosphere by telling one of his jokes, and then probably explaining it in great detail to make sure you got it. If he does the latter, you might end up forgetting about what upset you before to try and stop him.

If you prefer someone to listen to you, or hold you in silence as you calm down, he can also do it. He’ll stay with you, gently rubbing your back, maybe leaving a kiss on your head if you let him. Cry, scream, do what you need. Cyno won’t judge you when you trust him to be with you during your weakest moments.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Cyno doesn’t have any expectations about the future, preferring to cherish the present instead of daydreaming about something that might or might not happen. As everyone else, he does have hope, but he doesn’t really think about it a lot.

He would like to be with you but, as mentioned before, he focuses more on the here and now. Your lover prefers to cherish your touch, your smiles, the moments you share together in the present rather than think about what could happen in the future.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He’s in between. He does take the lead sometimes, but most of the time he prefers to share that with you. Cyno doesn’t exactly care about being dominant or passive in that aspect, he only cares about being with you.

Feel free to take the lead when you want to, as long as you’re respectful of his opinions and don’t try to force something, he doesn’t mind. If you don’t like to lead, he can do it, once again he doesn’t mind. In the end, it depends on your own preferences.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

If the fight happened because of something serious, no. Cyno is very firm with his beliefs, and has clear boundaries that will turn the fight into something truly serious. If you overstep these boundaries, it won’t be easy to be forgiven by him, and it’s pretty likely that your relationship won’t continue.

He’s pretty rational and tries to avoid misunderstandings with you, but this doesn’t mean that fights won’t happen. He’s busy a lot of the time and it can cause problems in a relationship, he can take his duty too seriously sometimes. When he’s angry, he doesn’t raise his voice, but when you see his cold eyes you wish he would yell instead. Another thing that may start a fight, is if you put yourself in danger, Cyno can’t think clearly in that kind of situation.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He’s grateful and aware of what you do for him. Cyno knows that it isn’t easy to love him, as he doesn’t really express his emotions often and is a rather… famous person in Sumeru. He appreciates how patient and understanding you are.

Once your relationship turns serious, he’ll try to not spend too much time outside. If you’re doing your best to understand him and love him for who he is, with his flaws and everything, he wants to at least try to spend more time with you. It’s the least he can do.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Cyno tells you everything he can, but has to keep a few secrets. He’s straightforward when he can’t say something, usually because it’s a secret from the Akademiya or something regarding a sensitive topic.

Besides that kind of things, he likes to be honest with you and expects you to do the same. Slowly but surely, he wants to share most of his secrets with you, as you’re someone he knows he can trust with his life. He hopes you feel the same about him, too.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Indeed! The General Mahamatra started taking more breaks after your relationship began, to see you more often. You help him a lot when he finds it difficult to relax or sleep. He’s also willing to try new things if you like them, whatever they are, as long as you don’t break any rules.

Cyno would most likely be able to help you with your fears and insecurity. He’ll be there to support you whenever you need him as you fight against something you fear, no matter how silly you may think it is. And, although he does feel a bit… flustered sometimes, he will shower you with honest compliments whenever you’re insecure about yourself.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Not really. As said before, Cyno trusts you with his life, so he trusts that you wouldn’t cheat on him. He wouldn’t, however, find it amusing if someone ignored your words about how you have a boyfriend and continued flirting with you.

In the mentioned situations, he simply has to step in. Most people, if not everyone, in Sumeru is aware of who he is, so that person will leave after a single glare if they’re wise enough. If not, well… let’s just say that Cyno doesn’t have a problem with showing his polearm. Threatening? No, no, it’s just a warning.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

The first kiss you shared with him was short and quick, but not less sweet. He wasn’t used to that kind of affection, so he would be a little clumsy for a while. It’s actually cute, as he does his best to learn more about how you like to be kissed.

After he got used to it, it’s safe to say that his kisses leave you breathless. Cyno’s lips start gently touching yours, but his kisses are long and slow if he has the type to spare. Even when he doesn’t, he kisses you with so much passion that you can’t complain. Don’t let his stoic face fool you, he can’t hide how much he loves your lips when he kisses you.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It would take quite a long while to even think about confessing his feelings. Not because he doesn’t want to accept them, and fear of rejection isn’t the main reason as to why he stopped himself so many times, but because of who he is. As the General Mahamatra, he has many enemies, and putting you in danger is what he’s afraid of.

So, it was most likely a slip up. Maybe in a situation where you put yourself in danger, not listening to him, and it triggers something inside Cyno. His face doesn’t change, but he’s a mess inside, scared of the thought that he could’ve lost you and upset because you didn’t listen. In the end, he accidentally confesses to you. No one would believe that someone like he confessed in accident, but it’s difficult for him to keep his emotions in check around you.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Cyno isn’t really interested in marriage, but if you want to get married, he’ll think about it. You’ve had some conversations about this topic, and if your dream is for him to propose, he doesn’t mind. He’s okay if you want to propose to him.

Either way, it has to be completely private. Only a few friends, family members and the like, to avoid making it too known. A private wedding, a day to always remember and a promise to stay together. Even though he wasn’t interested at first, he can’t help but let a soft smile appear on his face at the thought of putting a ring on your finger.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He’s pretty simple with the nicknames… when you aren’t alone, at least. If you’re outside or around friends, he would call you “love” or “dear”. Cyno doesn’t call you by a pet name often though, he prefers to keep most affection in private.

And when you’re alone, he can just drop the cheesiest nicknames you’ve ever heard. Is he serious, or just joking? You can never be sure. But, he does like to call you “honey” sometimes, too, when he’s relaxing against you. He whispers the nickname close to your ear, asking you if you want to rest.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

The only one who will notice that you have Cyno wrapped around your finger is Tighnari, no one else can see the signs. They can’t see the way Cyno’s eyes soften ever so slightly when you’re around, how he likes to stay close to you, ready to put you behind him in case danger comes… His expression doesn’t change much, except for the almost unnoticeable gentleness and stares.

He’s pretty subtle, in a way. He expresses his love for you by making time to be by your side, telling you his newest jokes and bringing small tokens he thought you would like. It’s not showy, he’s not singing you praises all day around, but he’s always thinking about you.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Cyno has a… reputation, as we all know. As the General Mahamatra, he has made many enemies that hold a grudge against him, so he doesn’t want you to be seen as a target all the time. Therefore, he prefers to avoid most types of affection in public. But, sometimes, he does hold and gently squeeze your hand if he thinks it’s safe enough.

If you’re in front of friends, he’s a bit more open about it. Hand holding, a short hug and a peck are always alright. If you’re with close friends, those you can trust without a doubt, Cyno will even let you sit on his lap if you want to.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

He always knows when something is bothering you, especially if it’s something that may cause you harm. Cyno can’t help but notice some of the signs you unconsciously give, be it the way you can’t look at him when he asks you about your day, or anything that may tell him you’re hiding something.

He won’t let it slide. Whatever it is, it’s making you anxious, and he wants to help you. If it’s because of someone, well… he’s a pretty good hunter, and it seems he’ll have a new prey to find. There are barely any limits for him to protect you, and he’ll use his authority to stop whatever is upsetting you if he has to.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He can be romantic sometimes, especially if he sees that you like it. Cyno shows it by getting you the prettiest flowers he can find, telling you that they made him think of you. Your lover can be a little cliché, but that doesn’t make his gestures any less charming.

He’s willing to do almost everything, as long as it’s not against any rules and it doesn’t put you in harm’s way. If him taking a break to travel with you makes you happy, he’ll take a few days off to be by your side. And, although he won’t tell anyone, a part of him wants to kiss you under the stars after spending the day exploring together.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Of course! Cyno will do everything in his power to help you whenever you need it, he’ll always be there for you. No matter how impossible your goal may seem, he believes in you, and won’t let anyone make fun of you.

But, if it’s something dangerous, you must let him accompany you. As someone who is very stubborn with his goals himself, he knows he won’t be able to change your mind, so he at least wants to ensure your safety.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

A routine may sound boring to some, but your lover is a man who needs to have some time to just relax, to rest without any surprises. It’s comforting to find himself following a routine with you, someone who loves him and stays with him.

Cyno does like to try something new from time to time, from a new game to exploring a place that caught your attention. An activity that isn’t particularly incredible, but creates new memories for the two of you.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Your lover is a man who pays attention to detail, at least when it comes to people. He unconsciously learns some of your quirks, noticing how your eyes light up when you’re talking about a topic you like, even if you never told him that you did, and the same happens with the things you dislike.

He’s a bit more empathetic with you, a part of him can’t help but soften around you, even though he learned to not let his emotions control him. With you, he can feel himself let his guard down ever so slightly, and he yearns to understand you more and more.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Your relationship is very important, you’re someone who can make his days much better with just a glance, with a smile you can make his heart flutter and his cheeks burn. Thanks to you, he found himself feeling a little happier each day.

But, even although you’re one of the most important people for him, his duty is still one of his priorities. Cyno won’t let a criminal escape, even if he has to stay away for a few days. He’ll apologize, but you must understand that he’ll never let something like that slide, and it won’t be the last time it happens.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Cyno loves when you fall asleep near him. It shows how much you trust him, letting your guard down knowing he won’t let anything harm you. Sometimes, he lets himself caress your hair, his touch soft as a feather. Sadly, you won’t be able to see the smile on his face.

He also likes to watch you from time to time, but tries not to do it too much in fear of you catching him and thinking it’s creepy. Still, his red eyes always end up staring at your relaxed form, engraving your features in his memory.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

In public, not really. Like it was said before, he prefers to avoid most affection outside… but in private, it’s completely different. He loves to hold you and kiss your lips as many times as he can before he has to go.

When you have free time together, his arms are usually around your waist, or his hand touching yours, or your arm, or anywhere as long as he’s touching you. It helps Cyno relax, reminding him that you’re right next to him. If you hold him, he’ll absolutely melt.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Cyno tries to focus even more on his duty, but his patience is noticeable shorter. He wants to finish everything he has to do so he can finally go back home, where you would greet him with a sweet kiss and an even sweeter smile.

If this doesn’t work, he’ll just stare up at the sky, watching the stars and wondering about how you’re doing. He has to force himself to not let his thoughts wander too much, he can’t let his guard down, after all.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Yes, he’s willing to take many risks for you. Cyno won’t hesitate to face the most dangerous enemies as long as you’re safe, and he doesn’t even care about his reputation if he catches someone insulting you.

No matter what, he will protect you. If he has to use his authority or violence, he doesn’t care, no one will touch a hair from your head.

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