dox-wildstar

[karimationkat]

Consider:

GLADIATOR AU

The RGBY group were literally created to fight, so, why not make them literally gladiators?

(they're all adults in the main story, tsc&tco&vic are brothers and only them)

Tsc is the son of a noble called Noogai (didn't feel like calling the father alan) and is called Secundus.

Despite Noogai trying to have TSC become a senator, TSC still longs for fights and arts. One time during a gladiator fight his eyes got caught on the RGBY. Idk where to go from here on.

I haven't got names for the RGBY group but they'll probably be called after their signature colour, let's just say people have colourful hair just because

Ruber, Viridis, Caeruleus, Flavus (pretend this is yellow) are despite different backgrounds friends and are gladiators duh

Now, there are different ways to end up as a gladiator is by being a slave forced to, criminal whose punishment it is or sometimes just someone who wants the fame and glory of a gladiator.

First thoughts:

Red is the son of a criminal and one himself too. Not because he wanted but because he was forced. (Herobrine is the father and it's more or less based on avm)

Green was someone who had nothing and decided to give it a try and became gladiator because of that.

Blue might have had severe debts, either because he tried to help people or because of his addiction or both. So, he had to become an gladiator.

Yellow. He was a slave and the son of a former wealthy citizen, therefore educated. Thanks to that he was to tutor for the children of a wealthy family. Later, due to trouble he kept causing because of his curious yet careless nature, he was just sent to a gladiator school.

Not sure if I want to stick with these ideas.

Anyway...

In ancient rome if the father did not accept the infant, they could be left to die.

So. In Victim's case this is what happened. Despite being left to die, he was found and adopted by a lower family. Everyone knew that Vic was the abandoned child of Noogai and so did Vic. Which made him resent Noogai and fuel his determination to become a wealthy merchant/citizen/senator idk.

Idk what his latin name will be. Maybe one he gave himself? Victor. You see what I did there right?

The chosen one however was the first accepted child. But TCO was a difficult and rebellious child, which was why he got mistreated by Noogai who tried to use violence and strict measures to discipline him but it never worked. At one point, to gain freedom, him and TDL run away together.

Maybe we can call him Electus?

The dark lord. I'm not sure what to do with him yet. Because technically he did serve under Alan, so, he might be a former noble turned slave and because he was educated, he was Noogai's assistent. However because of Noogai's cruelties, he understood why TCO was so hostile towards him and both of them bonded over that and ran way later.

They're both currently wanted.

I'm not sure where to put the mercenaries, purple and king orange yet. Maybe later.

[maudiemoods]

Art slump making me hate these BUT!! they're for you all <3

I'd like to think death has been encouraging them to find a partner for a long time now! Sun's all in for it but knows moon isn't, so he doesn't try to persuade moon. Still not exactly sure how they meet y/n!

I think they need an outfit change but I have been so so bad at designing them AURGH!! I DO like the originals but they're so blue and orange AUWGU!! but these are too!! Fjkqkckskx idk!!

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Listen, I love OC x Canon as much as the next guy, maybe even MORE than the next guy ever could, but Stanley Pines would NOT date a person that looks like they're in their first year of College.

I'm sorry, but he wouldn't. MAKE YOUR OC MORE AGE APPROPRIATE RIGHT. NOW. 👇😠

[letswonderspirit]

I made a uquiz! what Kind of spirit are you? 👻https://uquiz.com/gGB9B7

[chasedeys]

Hi do you have a favorite moment between Joe and Ja’Marr ?? Also how would you describe their relationship I’m new to this fandom and they are just so close and adorable

hi there!! thank you sm for coming by and sending this ask bc now there's like 2k+ words under the cut 😭 i feel like i should apologize profusely for the unchecked word vomit oh my god

to start off, like would you believe me if i said i’ve been a fan of the bengals for like a month :')) started ts during the week leading up to the first regular season game when jamarrs contract literally gripped me with the drama of it all. so for all my word vomit below feel free to fact check me ahaha

you asked me for a favorite moment for joemarr and i start describing their entire life together i am so very sorry, but:

on the top of my head literally just two weeks ago. this 63 yarder jamarr and joe made that led to an mildly feral celly where they just. didn’t know how to act right and got made fun of for not doing a cool celly?? this insane anon ask i sent before i caved and made a sideblog was actually just my word vomit over it 😭. And also last weeks celly, a whole lot softer and more tender with jamarr skipping then walking straight towards joe who held his arms out for him? thats crazyyyy he was expected! he was welcomed!! he was loved!!! the way one of the fired up coach just let joemarr have their intimate little moment before slapping jamarrs shoulders in joy is also crazy to me 😵‍💫 and just this screenshot of that celly where they’re just wrapped around each other right in front of their sidelines. the fuck. watched that shit sick to my stomachhhh i had enoughhhh.

this edit with the compilation of their post-tds pinky shakes oh my goddd. just every time they do pinky shakes!! who does that!!!! the softest possible way they can make a handshake (since college my god) in a status quo where you make the most elaborate handshakes to look cool and spread joy and burn up adrenaline but these two chose to do a quick twist of their pinky fingers (the symbolism of it alllll how dare theyy) and pressing knuckles together for however long they want to. the roty award where they did their pinky shake is one of my favorites huhu

the lakers date…..the way i had no idea sam and dj reader were with them on this date until i see a full vid of lebron meeting them 😭 and the lore goes crazyyy for this whole thing bc apparently joe was having the shittiest week in arizona and jamarr made an obscure ig story that he arrived in az before deleting it (like whyyyy would he do that) and then boom. they’re in the lakers game in lsu/lakers colors. and jamarr did that arms around shoulder thing that blows my mind because what the fuck is wrong with him why would he do that in front of lebron james and anthony davis and like national tv idk. joe also clapped (??? for whatever reason this fucking dork my godd) his hands right in front of jamarrs face when jamarr was being introduced to the stadium.

THE WEIRD CLOTHES PAIRING THING IS INSANE TO ME TOO. they do it in such subtle ways that you just think its a coincidence and you're delusional and it probably is but!! but??? they went to the game wearing yellow and purple (color coordinating lakers colors!! if i were on a date i would also do that cringy shit!!) that is also coincidentally lsu colors! another theory is they each chose to wear lakers colors without the other knowing of which this is just another case of soulmatism. the matching shoes during week 3! the sort of matching color schemes for their away game airport fits! last week both wearing rick owens apparently idk?? no idea if they've done this before this season btw i just got here lol. this is reaching ofc but very fun to think of!

jamarr being batshit crazy with his words abt joe. 'he's like a god to me' 'trying playing without my favorite quarterback' 'i told him dont scare me like that again. he knows how to slide he's just hard headed' 'im here for the future, for him. i want you to be here for the future' (this was abt joe playing through an injury :)) etc etc. something about 'just keep winning as many championships together' or like 'me and him come as package' or something fairy tale ish like that idk man he's crazy i could make something up only to be bamboozled because he has in fact said shit like it before. and like his refusal to consider anyone but joe for the no. 1 qb hhh. somebody needs to put him in an mri and study his brain when shown a picture of joe burrow bc like?? the way jake had to prove himself before jamarr even followed him on ig is ??? pls be normal jamarr i beg of u (he's perfect the way he is).

while jamarrs insane with his words, joes insane with his actions!! the lsu sec championship ball he gave to jamarr. that little look like ‘hey you want it? okay its rightfully yours' mkayy crazy ass!!! jamarrs lsu championship game worn jersey joe asked for and worn for their first game back in nola. just what the fuck went through joes mind that led to this. their dads (both named jimmy both close since lsu too, cute!) were asked about their fav joe game day fit they said the jamarrs lsu jersey 😃! in laws approving your partner of choice etc. this is jimmy chases interview regarding joemarr too btw haha. anyway back to joe being insane—the demented way joe runs to jamarr and hops around him and slams his helmet to his when jamarr makes plays. and like again this is speculation as in no citation sorry but jamarrs reason for going to cincy is definitely in part because of joe?? joe being the one to text him pack your bags you’re going to cincy is crazyyy. firmly believe joe talked him up and asked for him! when they last parted before joe went to cincy did they make a pact that they would play in a team together again? did jamarr reach out when joes 2020 season ending injurys news reached him? did he watch him go down that first time?

also during their lsu days they interviewed the wr core and they were asked abt who joe likes best (stupid ass question in my opinion btw. why would they ask that), it was so....sooooo......like jamarr was so shy and unsure!! he's like 'is it..me?' and terrace going 'he does like throwing to jamarr most' and then jamarr bursting into embarrassed laughter like okay??? okay 😭😭 fine okay be cute or whatever. in my mind back then jamarr was a whole lot more unsure of his presence in joes life because hes super young, his qb is literally 3 years older, its their first year playing together etc but i think being joe being upfront on asking jamarr to play with him in cincy (again speculation on my part no idea if this is true ha) just cements the little gremlin in his head that believes he has to be crazy about joe

their 2021 preseason jamarrs drops were apparently disgusting enough for people to shit on his entire life idk and crucify the bengals for drafting another wr but joe was so firm on his belief in jamarr! that's devotion babyyyy his clap back in the first post game presser was very much what were u saying abt the loml coded love that for them

last feb probowl dramaaa rumors of jamarr moving to houston bc he chirped at cj stroud that he knew cj wanted to play with him or smtg so he had to post this very emotional very sincere tweet and speak abt it in an interview 😭😭 just head empty no thoughts mouth racing! joe probably teased the ever living shit out of him 'so you’re moving to houston without telling me :( i had to find out through twitter :(('

just teasing each other in numerous occasions over each others speed??? that mic'ed up moment when joe teased jamarr over being slow! yelling out his name so many times just to say that he was a little slow and jamarr shooting back instantly with an incredulous ‘be serious. be serious.’ vs jamarr nagging joe over being slow ass hell during his 20 (?) yard rushing attempt and joe defending himself in the whiniest voice i have ever heard from him saying he had to wait for ted to block before him (ted then going what did i do? ted I’m sorry you had to be dragged into their weird mating dance banter) and also this gem of a jamarr tweet

speaking of jamarrs twitter, 17yo him’s curiouscat answers that insanely aligns with joe is nothing short of crazy. they have not met or heard of each other then i don't think. but according to it he likes them older, smart, doesn't mind if they're taller, but he doesn't fw long distance so he flew his ass to ohio 😮‍💨. (also whooo be sending these asks high schoolers dear lordd 😭). the soulmatism between them is kinda crazy like joe being well over 3yrs his senior yet still they had a moment chance to play together during jamarrs freshie/sopho (?) year in college because joe chooses to transfer to lsu, and coach o taking a chance on him despite not playing for how many long, winning a championship (!!) together for that one year that they could play together, and saying fuck that only one year bullshit before flying jamarrs ass right to cincy so they could play 4 and counting more years together.

jamarr talking abt where it apparently clicked for joe and jamarr that joe can throw to jamarr and jamarr would be right there to catch it haha. like he didn't give a shit if people thought it was joes big life changing moment hes just insisting that that was when he and joe really clicked!

literally my favorite mic'ed up moment between them. the teasing! the nagging! 'you see the big blue thing' 'don't do me that' 'that's the endzone' then the laugh!!!! ‘he’s gonna get mad at me when i tell him this shit' then gesturing joe over like hes a cat my god jamarr 'you couldnt overthrow me?' a very affronted 'my guy you were wide open' aughuhghuhhguu joy love laughter etc. (side note can't help myself sorry pretty sure the reason joe teased him about the endzone is bc jamarr could’ve gone for it but got tackled bc he was kinda slow to start sprinting and when he did he just sat there legs out shoulders dropped looking disappointed but cute as all hell i love him sm)

sooo many other moments because theyve literally been in each others lives for over five years!!!! recently joe saying jamarr playing is fun to watch 😵‍💫, jamarr saying numerous times that joes a tough mfer but also hard-headed and how he's also hard-headed but at least he listens (my guy....reflect again), that article of jamarr knocking on doors for a house near joe that he denied i think but he also said that he kept his stuff in joes house before he got his own, that jamarr gq shoot where he went insane and lied (or did he?) about buying joe clothes that just led to the ridiculous clothes saga that is still unsolved to this day and that tb and tee very obviously teased him over and somehow the socmed team clowned him on too 😭

etc etc stop me please

AND ANYWAYSSS MOVING ON:

how i would describe their relationship is ride or die with incredibly similar way of living by which i mean they live and breathe a sport they’re so talented in and they play to win and beat themselves up for doing bad in but also with the awkwardness of knowing they’re two vastly different people with different ways of seeing things and handling things but also even with that steadfast difference of being they also believe in each other in a truly outrageous way that it translates to them saying and being insane about each other (hence the list above) with little to no shame. (i hope this makes sense because im not reading all that over again wow)

like they’re so complicated to me!! by all means i don’t actually know these two or what they’re really like, but surface level they’re so different! their temperament is literally 180, joes cool and steady persona, incapable of being ruffled, closed off, moments of silliness he brings out only in certain situations, smart little quips he gives out at times like he can’t help himself vs exuberant open extroverted blustering to hide his shyness runs his mouth always down to fight jamarr chase. they couldn’t be more different! so how can they read each other so well? how can they run routes and plays with minute changes whilst running from men trying to take them down between one heartbeat to the next? how is it that jamarr is so down bad for this man that he can just say the shit he does about him? how much trust does joe have in this man that he shuts down every bad shit anybody tries to tell him or coax him to say? something about /always/ choosing the other despite everything is always a thing that attracts me to a ship.

also after that infamous kc game shove, i definitely think they had a very tough heart to heart where jamarr maybe spills his full feelings over the contract and how he hasn’t been getting the ball to actually make big plays and how his worth as a wr1 is being brought to question and joe probably spills on his own feelings on how jamarr held out so long and had last minute (?) changes of playing that week one ramps up joes own anxiety and hang ups like i definitely feel like he had some unchecked anxiety over playing with his wrist that first game that jamarr probably said something incredibly insane yet uplifting about in response. the next game its like they mended some unseen frayed stitch of their connection! first drive banger of a 41 yarder td for jamarr, two tuddys for the game in fact lol!! joe gets him his deep ball, then the insane way joe rushed at him after his 63 yarder in the next game, its like that first touchdown against minnesota again. i just wish the very best for them, to keep making these insane passes and insane runs they've been making since lsu.

anyway i feel like a lot of my rambling is for jamarr sorry 😭 he’s like a drug to me such an interesting person i base my thoughts around him. I feel obliged to say i wrote my first ever fic and its them lmao and i link this just as a fair warning to everyone that i very obviously write and ramble in the tags like im in love with jamarr, definitely with some bias, and I’m learning how not to be ashamed of that !

also nobody asked but scrolling through the hell that is my photo gallery i just have to share my favorite tee photo which is coincidentally the mock photoshoot the bengals socmed team made them do to clown jamarrs gq shoot ahaha

hearts ❤️ thank u for reading all the way through :"))

[eyeheartboobiez]

I Fucking Hate College

jason todd x fem!reader

warnings: smut

word count: 519

a/n: i wrote this in the middle of writing a passive aggressive email to my english professor... anyways first time writing smut LES GO‼️🗣️

The bright light of your laptop was beginning to strain your eyes. The clock read 1:10 am and you were still awake trying to complete the mountain of assignments that you somehow let pile up.

The bedroom door creaked open as your boyfriend Jason walked in, hoping you'd be done and ready to go to bed. "You're still up?"

"Yeah," The sigh you let out spoke for itself, "I just need to turn in these last few papers then I'm done for the night."

Peering over you, the batboy looked at what you were working on. Only a few sentences had been typed on the google doc, and from the looks of it, it was going to stay that way for a while. The cursor at the top of the page continued to blink back at you tauntingly.

His large hands came up to rub your shoulders, thumbs kneading into your shoulder blades. A drained groan came from your throat as the knot in your upper back started to disappear.

Jason's attention moved down to your neck, where he began peppering wet kisses along your neck. He was like a drug you couldn’t get enough of, but this wasn't helping you get your work done any faster.

"Jay seriously,” a soft moan fell from your lips, “I need to get this done.”

The kisses never ceased, his hands moving to pick you up from your seat and move you to the bed, “Lemme just help you relax for a minute.”

---

"Jason, baby, please!”

The vigilante's tongue continued to lazily lap at your heat. Finals week really has been stressing the hell out of you. Luckily, your boyfriend knew just the way to clear your head.

"Don't worry doll, I'll get you there. Just relax for me."

The more you shook, the tighter he gripped your plush thighs. Your legs practically crushed his skull but he didn't care. Still keeping a hold on you, one of his hands reached to rub at your bundle of nerves.

His eyes traveled up your body until they met your own. The combination of his lustful gaze and his repetitive motions brought you over the edge. All your senses were ablaze. The sheets felt rougher, the air felt hotter, and you let out a silent cry of pleasure while you rode out your high.

Jason came up to talk you down, his fingers still pumping in and out of you while his thumb continued to serenade your clit, "That's it, sweetheart. Jay's gotcha."

Squelching noises were heard throughout the room as Jason's hand refused to let up, his thick digits slowly going in and out of your sensitive cunt. Finally done torturing you, Jason sat up and brought the two cum stained fingers to his lips, licking them clean.

Breathless, you laid back on the bead. The feeling of your boyfriend kissing your sweat-stained forehead brought you back to reality. You wrapped your arms around him to cuddle, the assignments waiting for you at your desk long forgotten. Hearing your breaths start to even out, Jason moved to spoon you.

"Told ya I'd help you relax."

[userparamore]

PARAMORE'S DORK INTERVIEW

i thought i'd gather some of the highlights/important quotes from their newest interview with dork magazine; all from new music, more solo music from hayley, and fine print. i've put it under the cut as it got a little long:

– hayley talking about new music:

Well, the band have already started toying with new music. At home, before the tour began, Paramore created some early demos that "really surprised" Hayley, with the tracks taking inspiration from the Bjork-fronted alt-rock band The Sugarcubes. But they've also spent a few days off from tour in the studio. In Hamburg, they visited Clouds Hill Studio and started messing around with another idea that "felt like it was on the other side of the tracks to what we'd been working on at home," offers Hayley. "But that excites me."

"Lyrics have always been a huge driving force for me as well. I feel a deep sense of discomfor when we go home to the American South in this political climate and a lot of poetry that I've been writing lately feels like adulted versions of the themes I was writing about in 'Brand New Eyes'." The band's third album was an exploration of faith, betrayal, community and pain. "Also you mid-30s are wild. I was told they were supposed to be breezy but it's like another puberty."

After the overwhelming positive reaction to the glistening pop of 'After Laughter' and the scuzzy rage of 'This Is Why', there's a real sense of liberation to whatever comes next. [...] "It does feel like there's more space now to do whatever it is we're inspired to do and not look back," she adds. "It doesn't have to be on thing either."

– hayley talking about more solo music:

"Fine Print is about creating a better ecosystem for our creativity," explains Hayley. And that includes potential solo stuff as well. "Paramore has always been the thing that I want to do the most, and I get really passionate and protective of it," says Hayley, but something shifted after seeing that nothing major changed with the band after releasing solo album 'Petals for Armor' and follow-up record 'Flowers for Vases/Descansos'. "I don't feel done with it at all," she adds. "And that feels so good to say."

"Originally she wanted her solo music to be released under the Petals for Armor name because it felt like a nice cloak. "Even when I was doing press for 'Petals', I was really worried people would think I was done with Paramore because those rumours fly so fast, but now I don't feel that fear at all. I know the three of us will be creative until we die, and that's going to manifest as a million different projects," she explains. Some projects will be Paramore, sure, but others might be Zac shooting music videos on film or Taylor acting as a producer for other people's records, like he did with 'Petals for Armor'. "I think Fine Print is going to be a really great catch-all for those things."

– on "Fine Print" and independence:

Not having a label is the closest Paramore have ever got to the "total freedom" they felt when they first started the band. "I think the creativity is about to get cranked up," offers Hayley.

With Fine Print, Paramore want to find a balance between creating art and living life, especially because "the music industry does not reward taking care of yourself," says Hayley, who is also asking questions about fairer payments for musicians and how to support new artists as well.

Paramore are still laying the foundations for Fine Print but the whole thing is being built on the same ethos of their 2018 Art + Friends festival. "If it's not people I would be happy to have a cookout with, I don't want them involved," says Hayley. "Music is community. It's such a great connector, and that's the energy I want around anything that we do."

– on their inspirations right now:

Right now Hayley is inspired by the fearless, slightly chaotic world of pop that's being ushered in by the likes of Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo and Chappell Roan. They're not afraid of messy feelings and they don't care if they don't have all the answers either, which is something Paramore have always done really well. "You have all these women ruling the world, and I don't think pop has ever been cooler," says Hayley. "It's so inspiring to see young artists being really bold, expressing themselves freely and making good shit that everyone wants to sing along to, while also speaking about things that perhaps don't always feel good to speak about," she adds, with that new generation of pop stars kickstarting discussions on politics, abortion rights, body image and predatory fan behavior.

"But there's also so much exciting stuff happening with guitar music as well," Hayley adds, name-checking Amyl And The Sniffers and "sick" new band Font. "I'll always love indie sleaze and bands like The Rapture and Yeah Yeah Yeahs, but I'm ready for whatever comes next in the dystopian future that we're all entering. We need punk music, and we need those underground movements," she explains. "Not because I want to hide from pop music, but because there's life there that I want to live."

– hayley said she thinks zac is the most underrated drummer:

"Can I also just say in an interview that I think Zac is the most underrated drummer in whatever fucking genre we're in," says Hayley, still struggling to find a label for the band. "When he was 11, and I was 13, I saw him play for the first time, and I just knew." She can't explain how she knew, because what does anyone really know at that age, but at the end of every Eras show when the rest of the band huddles around him for the furious, cathartic conclusion to 'This Is Why', it's every dream Hayley ever had for the band come true. "I'm so grateful Zac came back for 'After Laughter' because he's the backbone of Paramore. He makes us better."

– hayley on performing:

"I remember when we were touring 'Brand New eyes' and our tour manager kept telling people the only time we didn’t fight was when we were onstage. I didn't want to accept it, but he was right," says Hayley. "We were beat down, uncomfortable, and that was such a rough time, but there's a reason Taylor and I never quit, and it was the shows. Paramore gigs did get a lot of the poison out."

"My smile is sorta too big for my face but make no mistake, I am but a bird-sized woman still filled to the brim with rage. If i didn't get to make music or throw my body around the stage every night, I wouldn't survive."

"I've realised I can't be alone," says Hayley." I can't be by myself in this, so I guess we'll keep touring until we physically can't. Can you imagine seventy-year-old Taylor York doing light choreography on stage?" she laughs. "Honestly, I am so excited for the next incarnation. It feels like there's something in the water."

[On playing The Only Exception] "It's not 'Misery Business' but I didn't want to endorse that message either," she explains. This time it was her vocal coach who had a word. "He said, 'You're in a band with your partner. Just look at him and pretend nothing else ever existed'. You know what is so dumb about me?" asks Hayley. "I felt so stupid doing that at first. I felt stupid having this pure expression of adoration and tapping into the hopefulness I had as a 19-year-old. This tour completely changed my relationship with that song though. Now when I sing it, I feel happy."

[weepingfishturtledragon]

Solomon working 24/7 to make sure Billy doesn't die or reveal his identity: _(°ཀ°」∠)_

All of the other mythological figures after doing the bare minimum: (ᴗ˳ᴗ)💤

[marvelnatswhore]

eyes on mommy

Lady dimitrescu X reader ~smut

Warnings: mommy kink, praise, masturbation, voyeurism, humiliation ?, oral, light pussy spanking, fingering, really wet panties, & sub/dom roles.

WC: 1.8k

A/N: let's pretend i didn't write this just to procrastinate from writing every other fic i promised 

i know this is bad i just wanted to post something)

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“Dear, today I have something.. different in mind for your punishment.”

Your eyes must have shown your confusion and Alcina smiled. She had you seated on the couch rather than the bed; you wondered why but ignored it as your eyes flicked over to your clothes, discarded in an unity pile on the floor.

She was on you the moment you reached the privacy of your bedroom. Wasting no time tearing the fabric from your body and kissing you with an alcoholic desire, groping you everywhere she could, promising to take proper care of you, while leaving you panting and bare, while she finished her work.

The time went by agonisingly slowly and your mind wandered possibly too far when you found your legs pressing together in search of something, rubbing slightly and reminding you of the fabric between them. 

Unlike your other abandoned garments, Alcina left your panties on you. Something she often liked to do. You discovered she got off on seeing how wet she could make you before you were pleading for her to touch you. She knew it drove you feral for her too and sometimes she just wanted to see that innocent look in your eyes turn to filthy desire.

You snapped suddenly back to the present moment as Alcina entered the room. She grinned, seeing you sitting patiently for her on the sofa and she closed the doors behind her as she came to stand above you. 

Her large figure swamped your own and you felt your cheeks flush, Alcina's hand moved to stroke your hair and admire you sitting pretty below her, “I think you’ll enjoy your punishment tonight, dearest.” She smiled softly at you and there was something predatory in her eyes that sent a shiver to your core.

 “Although, I will miss having you over my thigh.” 

Your throat goes dry as the thought of your usual punishment plagues your mind, not to mention other places. You wonder what she has planned for you when her hand leaves your hair and she steps back, reaching up to her chest to unbutton her dress. 

You watch intently with a growing heat in your chest. She let the soft fabric pool to the floor at her heels and you pull in a breath at the sight. She’s naked and standing above you with a pleased grin across her face. 

“Like what you see?” She asks, putting her hands on her lower thighs and bending down to meet your face, giving full view of her breasts. You’d never get tired of seeing them-

“Do you want to touch mommy?” She chuckles, knowing something you clearly don’t.

You nod at her question with oblivious eyes and she cups your jaw with a large, soft hand. 

“That’s too bad, pet.”

You frown as she pulls away, already missing the contact. She moves over to the bed and you can’t keep your eyes off her. You wonder for a moment if she was purposely swaying her hips at you.

Alcina turns to you as she sits. You hadn’t noticed the new placement of the couch you were on as you walked in and Alcina sat you on it, but now it made sense.

“All you have to do is watch. You can't touch Mommy or yourself. Understand?” 

You nod your head obediently, and she grins, “Good girl.” 

You tried to ignore the title she gave herself and the small wet patch that you felt form on your panites from it.

She leaned back against the bedding. Propping herself against the silk pillows and letting her hand drop down to her bare sex. Even from where you were sat you could tell how wet she was and the sight was making your head spin. 

She let out a low moan. Guiding her fingers over her heat, stopping to stroke her clit and bask in the pleasure. You could feel your own arousal spreading between your thighs watching her and it was almost uncomfortable. 

Her hand moved lower quickly, she’d been thinking of you all day and she could barely control herself. Sliding through her folds and moaning as she brushed her entrance, she looked over at you, you assumed to make sure you were still watching, (not that you could take your eyes off her) and she pushed two fingers into her pussy, beginning to pump them at a quick pace. Your breath was caught in your throat and you wanted her so badly it hurt. Alcina’s head fell back and she moaned, gasping between unsteady breaths and reaching to palm her breasts with her spare hand. 

“Mommy-” You whimpered softly, feeling your thighs squeeze together, and the thin fabric over your pussy starting to rub against your skin. The friction drew a soft groan from you and you knew she heard you, Alcina moaned and you realised she was watching you again, fucking herself to you. 

Her eyes were brighter than usual and she looked ravenous. You knew she wanted you too. 

“Pet-” Her voice was breathy and it drew out the worst in you. You could feel your hips grinding against the seating under you, It was subtle and you hoped Alcina wouldn’t notice but the aching between your thighs was becoming insatiable. 

Even from across the room she had complete control over you, that familiar warmth quickly enveloped you and you could almost feel tears forming in your eyes and you didn’t know what to do. You needed mommy to tell you. 

Her pace became quicker and the sound of her fucking herself seemed to fill the room along with your own short breaths You watched her mesmerised, trying to ignore the throbbing under you as you sucked your bottom lip. Alcina moaned your name, adding another finger to her cunt and rubbing her clit. 

Her voice was becoming short gasps and you knew she was close. “Oh-” her breath hitched, dragging it out into a moan, “Mommy’s gonna come!” she cries, pumping harder, your legs are squeezing together, grinding against the bedding below you and you can’t stop yourself from moaning.

“fuck!” She yells, gasping as she comes in a long moan, riding out her high before finally slowing. Your panties are beyond ruined, and you can feel tears in your eyes. 

Alcina groans deeply, slowing her movements as she pulls out her fingers, dripping with her cum. She seems to admire them for a brief moment before turning her attention back to you. Her eyes drift down to your legs crossed tightly together, and you can feel her grin on you.

“Darling..come here.” Alcina orders gently, you don’t waste a moment to scramble over to her, and place yourself up between her legs.  

“Eager little thing, aren't you?” She chuckles, tucking a strand of stray hair behind your ear. She takes a moment to swallow in your appearance and brush her thumb over your lips.

 “Clean mommy up sweetheart.” 

The bedding is softer than the couch and you’re somewhat thankful for it as Alcina’s hand guides you down to her sex with a gente tug on your jaw.

The next thing you knew your lips are pressed against her slit, and you instinctively draw a long line down with your tongue. You moan instantly at her taste, and sink your tongue further, lapping at her hole and the cum smeared over her heat. 

She moans softly, weaving her hands through your hair and pushing you closer to her core. 

“Good-girl.. just like that-” Her praise doesn't make it easy to ignore the throbbing between your legs or how desperately you want her to touch you. Her hand guides you to her hardened clit and you don't need instructions to start sucking it. 

Alcina groans at the sensation muttering something guttural you couldn’t comprehend as you lapped at her cunt, your head felt like it was spinning and you were drunk off her. 

She pushed you flush against her moaning, as you dipped your tongue into her. You felt your thighs rub together secretly hoping she would notice. You stop licking briefly to suck on her sensitive clit and the grip she has on your hair tightens. It didn’t take long for the pleasure to reach her again and her hips are grinding against your face desperately as you felt her walls closing and she came shuddering against your lips.

You lapped at her cunt until she was pushing you away, breathing heavily and coming back to the present moment. 

You’re panting softly as she pulls your head away from her heat and you can't help but be somewhat disappointed to leave it; she guides you up against her chest and leans in to kiss your wet lips tenderly, wanting to move deeper but deciding to withhold for now. 

“You pleasure mommy so well dear.” Her hand came to stroke your hair and you felt that familiar warmth spread through your body. You flinch as Alcina slides her hand down the curve of your back, softly grabbing your ass and enticing a gasp from you, “let mommy touch you now darling.” 

You nearly yelled as her hand cups your pussy through the soaking fabric and you hear her sigh into a moan. Her index finger rubs over your clit and you can’t stop yourself from moaning at the sensation. 

“Such a filthy thing.” 

Her fingers trace gently across the wet patch on your lace covered pussy until she seems to want more and you gasp as she starts pulling your panties down your hips. No less at an agonising pace. 

You felt your cheeks burning red as she reached your cunt. You knew how soaked you were for her and your panites were more than proof. She slipped the thin fabric further down your thighs and you whined softly.

“You’ve clearly been enjoying yourself, Honey..” Her fingers brushed your folds and she pushed a single digit through your slit. You gasped instantly. Pressing your face into her breasts to muffle yourself as you shivered and moaned against her. 

‘so fucking wet-’ She groans pushing her fingers through your slick a few more times as you whimpered. You felt a sudden, sharp smack against your cunt. You flinch and the sudden sting quickly melts into wet pleasure. 

“darling, I did say this was a punishment didn’t I?”

You knew better than to answer her.

“Take it like a good pet.”

Her hand came down again, grazing your clit lightly and you moaned as your breath caught in your throat. 

With each smack you were panting for air and tears formed in your eyes. “Mommy-” Your voice softened into a low whimper and you felt yourself clenching around nothing.

Her hand came down again, lighter this time and it lingered on you, cupping your throbbing pussy and rubbing between your folds with her fingers. 

“We can’t leave such a cute pussy so desperate can we?” You shake your head feeling arousal quickly building in your gut.

“Lay back pet. Mommy’s gonna take care of you..”

[monstrous-munch]

Ok I’m back with more thoughts…. I ended up writing way more than I thought I was going to haha also why is it every time I actually write some stuff for this blog is fae or fae adjacent ?? pfft

Tw: voyerism, dubcon ?? Like at the start ?? Idk just to be safe, vague mention of rejection by other humans, mentions of feeling isolated, yall get jiggy with a water elemental

Ok, but imagine living by yourself, out in the wilds, away from the village full of people you turned you away. Do you get lonely sometimes ? Sure, but it’s better than being around those who don’t want you.

Most often you’re fine with it. You enjoy your own company, and spend your days in a comfort of your own making. But sometimes that ache arises. The one that yearns so desperately for warmth. To be held by another. To no longer feel alone….. when this happens you take a trip to the hot springs.

Slipping into the warm water, you bask in the heat - letting it seep into your tense muscles and ease that aching in your chest. Faint ribbons of steam dance in the silver light as you relax fully. You’ve been coming here for many moons now, and each time you leave feeling content.

Hands creeping downward, you gently brush the skin of your chest, stomach, thighs….before dipping further. The water already feels so good, why not add to the satisfaction you feel before it’s time to leave ?

Eyes closed, you feel the the pleasure from your fingers, and the warmth of the water - the way it’s gentle volume seems to craddle you, move against your legs, gentle lap at your throat.

With a soft moan you lazily lift you eyelids, only to be startled by the form of a man waist deep at the other side of the pool. Well not really a man. Although it takes on a humanoid shape, the figure across from you is completely formed from the hot springs water. You’d heard of creatures like this. Ancient magic so strong it took on a life of its own; through water, air, earth or fire.

There world around the two of you totally stills, waiting for someone to break the silence. It’s the water elemental who speaks first. Well, he doesn’t really speak, the sound of a babbling stream emerges from him, though you understand as if he were speaking in your own tongue.

A garble of flustered apologies tumble out. He hadn’t meant to watch you… but he couldn’t really not, seeing as he was the hot springs. He should have revealed himself when you first came to the pool, but you were so beautiful, he felt unable to manifest as anything other than a puddle. And the way your tension eased as you lay within the water…the way you seemed so much happier when you left… he couldn’t stand to take that from you.

After hearing all his rambling, only one thing hummed in your mind.

“You’re the reason I don’t feel alone.”

Although the elemental had no need to breath, you swore you saw him gasp softly, eyes filled with yearning as the water around you gently swirled.

Standing, you made your way towards him; parting the spring slowly with your hips as you came to stand before the curious being. Lifting a hand, you gently pressed your fingers against him. Sliding them up his chest as the water tension kept you from sinking in. With only a moments hesitation, you tentatively pressed your lips to his, cradling the warmth of his cheek and raising to your toes to press closer. The crash of an ocean wave filled your ears, what could only be a groan from this watery creature, as he pulled you’re naked body further against him.

Soon sweet moans filled the night. The elemental held you close, his touch at times almost human - strong arms around you, his mouth pressed to you neck - but the sudden morphing of sensations, into the caress of water you had grown familiar with, reminded you what held you was much more than a man. A gentle current seemed to spread you legs wider as you were filled over and over. First by a tender caress, the tide against a river’s edge in the mauve hours of evening. Then, growing, swelling, till you felt like a rocky cliff meeting the crashing waves of a storm. Despite the rhythm of waves rushing forth, you still felt safe, the warm water holding you, soothing you as it always had - only now the whispers of steam carried with them sweet words of worship.

With a final cry you pleasure reached its peak. The waves around you lulled, encircling you in a soft embrace. The spring had always been something that helped ease your loneliness, now running your fingers over the water elementals tenderly smiling face, you felt a lightness in you chest like nothing you’d known before.

[soitsbee]

its been a while! heres a bunch of doodles (and a fey&co / wright&co study I did for an assignment!)

mostly aa related but I added some other stuff at the end ^^ ("read more" to see all of them .. mostly shitpost stuff)

[karimationkat]

So I think I have an backstory idea for Blue (Caeruleus) Gladiator AU

The entire deal with the fight site sticks is that their development from ava/avm is their backstory

In Caeruleus case I already had the idea of being in severe debts and selling himself off to repay them. Now, I wasn't sure why but here the current idea:

Caeruleus was an orphan adopted and raised by a group of small merchants (piglins from avm), however Caeruleus had more interest in cooking and became the student of a local old lady (the witch from avm) who also taught him in the arts of herbal medicine.

Here is where it all starts to go down. Caeruleus' flaw being far too kind and helping out anyone with little to no pay back. While trying to come up with new recipes and to get through the day without problems, he started to test out/consume the prototypes/medicine/drugs. This whole thing didn't only make him addicted but also ruined him financially, not only him, his family too, who had financially supported him.

Caeruleus decided the fastest/easiest way to pay off the debts was to sell himself off.

However because of his good built through field work and fighting abilities which he learned from caretakers who were veterans he was brought to a gladiator school.

----

I made his story so unnecessary tragic, wtf

Like, imagine bringing your family to ruins because of your addiction, everything they had crumbling because of you---

[omgeto]

WAIT WAIT. you and geto both cheating on your partners with each other and while one of yall are finally getting ready to leave the partner, the other doesn’t. they can’t. they won’t.

geto suguru show's up at your house, his heart pounding, his mind racing. he pauses before he knocks on your door, 'did I really just end things with my girlfriend' he thinks to himself. he can't forget that sad look on his now ex girlfriends face when he dumped her. but that was overpowered by his excitement of finally getting to be with you, with no complications, no sneaking around.

but when you finally open the door, half your body stood behind it as you talk in a hushed tone, he could feel something's off. his confidence continues to dim the more the pity in your eyes increases and just before geto can even confront you on what you did — what you didn't do. he hears the voice of the one person he thought he didn't have to think about anymore.

"babe, who's at the door," your husband calls, the husband you've had for years, the husband you've been cheating on, the husband that you told geto to not worry about, the one that you said you were going to leave.

"oh it's just a nobody," you call back to him, and your words strike geto since they were true and he could see that now. to you, he'd always be a nobody, you were never going to leave your husband. before you had a chance to apologise, to properly explain, geto turns on his heel, feeling tears spring to his eyes, and he storms down you street using all his will power to not turn and look back at you.

[mukuharakazui]

the bg3 fanbase is funny as fuck in a bad way for primarily shipping gale, who is the most garrulous man you can imagine, with astarion, whom gale goes "uh 😐 not really looking to talk with you man" at when prompted for conversation, and not with wyll, whose party admission gets a "gale approves" and then they proceed to compliment each other 24/7.

update: i think ship wars are stupid as fuck + this is about something very different. a very notable problem not just among the general bg3 and d&d fan circles but among certain fans of this sort of fantasy genre as a whole.

[awzominator]

Behold!! The Ninja Tribunal in all their fully rendered glory!!

Chikara was the hardest in terms of coloring so her colors are the most identical to the 03 designs. Hisomi on the other hand was the easiest and I will be chasing that high for the rest of my life! Anyway,, Kon is a low emergent bitch while Chikara is a high energy bitch. Jotu causes problems on purpose for everyone. Hisomi….it’s the quiet ones you gotta watch out for…

[palmettoshitposts]

some andrew & renee thoughts

andrew likes renee because she’s not afraid to confront him, contradict him or say no to him. she’s not afraid of him at all.

renee is easily more dangerous and andrew knows and respects that. renee has a grasp on how to use knives better than andrew could ever imagine (before neil, at least) and it leaves him more than slightly in awe.

the whole sparring thing came about because when andrew pushed her one practice early on, she pushed back harder and they started fighting

she definitely hurts his feelings once or twice and he lies awake at night thinking about it. what bugs andrew that what she’s said is right. comments that are just observational in nature about his behaviour or character but they cut because he trusts her opinion on things.

one time, she just calls him out on something he thought she’d support him on - some stupid opinion - and he’s offended and irritated. and renee never says I told you so, so she just shrugs and moves on.

renee calls andrew out on being a misogynist. andrew is initially confused but renee bullies him into being a feminist. that’s how their friendship works. most of this takes place on the roof. before that was andrew and neil’s place (and even after), it was andrew and renee’s. but renee has no interest in smoking, so she joins him by bringing tiny bottles of bubbles and punctuating her sentences by blowing them. the one time andrew calls her a bitch, she just responds with ‘don’t🫧be🫧a🫧misogynist🫧’. weirdly, it works.

andrew likes renee because she’s all sharp edges and imperfections. andrew’s had more than enough of the horrors that lie behind the perfect facade.

when you get close to renee, you learn she’s got crooked teeth and a honky laugh. when she dyes her hair, it’s because of sheer boredom but she has a list of her next ten hair colours in her notes on her phone. andrew knows these things, and knows that knowing them is a privilege. he keeps this to himself.

renee can be spiteful and rude. renee can be snappy and unkind. but she acknowledges these things and takes accountability in a way that’s totally revolutionary for andrew.

she rarely apologises. one time, early on, a remark she makes at his expense is far too cutting and he’s not mad about it but clearly it’s impacted her. she apologises later on, carefully and sincerely, and it’s the first apology andrew has ever fully believed, even if he doesn’t think it’s required. he shrugs her off and she knows exactly what it means.

andrew never admits it aloud, but what he deep down loves about renee is how she can make him a better person.

she gently nudges him and his rigid thinking along the path of self development and it’s something he would never thank her for but he is endlessly grateful for.