#Keyboard Master

[love-archer]

His fingers trace. . .

♡ Oh, Such a ghostly pace ♡

♡.Obey me!

♡♡.NSFW!! Choking?

♡♡♡.becausebecausebecausebecausebe

. . . L U C I F E R !

♡ His lips on yours wasn’t nearly enough to appease his hunger, his pent-up wants.

♡ He’s been teased all day and he isn’t pleased.

♡ All your wanton gazes, sitting too near him, your thighs touching his. And he hadn’t forgotten about the daring pictures you sent.

♡ The background music made a terrible job of drowning out the tension igniting between your bodies. The wine glasses and the open book on the coffee table were made witnesses of the scandalous sight.

♡ Your thighs on the sides of his legs, hovering over his lap, his hands kneading at your hips before they slide up to your throat.

♡ "You think you deserve it, hmm?" He breathed on your lips, eyes narrowed at yours.

♡ A slight squeeze was made and his free hand moves to tangle in your hair, tugging your head back to expose more of your neck to his hungry mouth. He licks and sucks at the tender flesh, the pressure threatening to leave marks.

♡ "Say it," he demands, his calloused hand leaves your hair and begins to work its way down your body, tracing the curves of your hips and thighs, his touch igniting sparks beneath your skin wherever he goes. He grips your thighs, spreading your legs wider as he pushes you to his crotch.

♡ "Poor you......can't use your mouth, hm?"

♡ Rocking his hips upward to you, his finger runs up your frame, as if melting your shape into memory before he stops at your lips, rubbing your bottom lip.

♡ “Then I suppose you have no issues of me using it, darling?”

. . . M A M M O N !

♡ His eyes meet yours, a breath slipped his lips. Damn you...

♡ The lights flashed and the modeling director yelled for him to try on the next outfit, and Mammon didn't waste a minute in slipping your temping self inside his changing room.

♡ This was supposed to be a nice wholesome all-day date but you just HAD to torment him. Don't you know by now what you do to him? To his brittle self-control?

♡ “fuck-………Pleaase…..” He gasped, “Mmmgh…….C’mon….” He peers down at you, eyes hazed and hot and heavy as his head now and as his body is feeling.

♡ His hand clenched your wrists together, pinned on the wall behind you, above your head.

♡ He felt your tongue swirl around him, teasing him and "Yess, go like that." He mewls, so desperate. His yearning made into point through his thrusts, so deep and frantic into your mouth.

♡ His other hand wandered down, stilling your throat to the wall. He swallowed, whining as your mouth stretched around him.

♡ “Fuck……you’re so good.” He rutted quicker, the heat spreading into his head.

♡ As the deep breath he took, the need within in overflowed. His thighs twitched, his crotched pressed up against you, touching your nose. His cum spilling on your worked tongue, filling up your tastebuds.

♡ "Aga....again, please. I need it." He beseeched, pulling your neck up, withdrawing his cock from your mouth. His tip popping out of your swollen lips, pulsing on you.

Levi + Asmo next? 👀

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[pigminted]

This is a megaman keyboard wristrest I made. All the squishy ones I used kept on breaking after a while.

[crystalsongbird]

Chris Squire in Then 🩵

[agentorange87]

Alan Wilder, Something To Do, 101 (1988)

[callistos-posts]

I JUST SAW A SHAKE EDIT AND NOW IM DOWN BAD PLS HELP ME I WWNT THIM HFHDHSUEVWVEEGS

[akajustmerry]

so you're attracted to people with skills? isn't that everyone???

that's why i'm bisexual innit <3

[how-masterful]

STOP TRYING TO MAKE THE WAR CHIEF BEING THE MASTER HAPPEN. IT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN

[charmwasjess]

ughhhh I swear I go on a cyclical journey with Lene Kostana as a character and right now, unfortunately for all of you, I'm on "Lene Kostana is so cool and funny and hot and the most incredible bad ass High Republic(?!?) Jedi and came through so much and all I'm doing today is thinking about how brave and self-sacrificing she was with the Tirra'Taka and crying over the 'Take care of him'/'what do you think I've been doing all these years?' exchange SHE STAYS WITH SIFO-DYAS FOR HIS WHOLE LIFE THEY HAVE SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MASTER PADAWAN PARTNERSHIP aughhhhhhh"

[beannary]

ok what do rich people rooms look like

[roxannepolice]

Out of all the literary quotes that can be thrown at the Master and thoschei, this one from A hero of our time always struck me as a particularly accurate. Like, when the Master rushes over to keep the Doctor from falling in EoT, this is what popped up in my brain. Why?

Well, A hero of our time is up there with Shamela as earliest cases of recuntruction of a genre. Except where Shamela deconstructs stories that are generally regarded as sham - the mindbogglingly noble innocent girl "fixing" a guy, with none of the introspection to be found in Bronte sisters' works - A hero of our time deals with a more regarded - and objectively artisticly more meritorious - genre of byronic heroes. The main character, Grigory Pechorin, ticks all the boxes of a byronic hero - handsome, young, tragic, romantic, what have you - except unlike his predecessors like Byron's Giaour or Pushkin's Eugene Onegin (that Pechorin is a direct parody of, with both having river-based surnames)... he's aware he's a bastard. Like, there's always a part of him that can look at himself from outside and recognize that he's ruining himself and others, and that there are very easy ways to stop this. If you provided a critical analysis and called him a spoiled rich white boy who needs therapy, he'd be the first to agree. He's an homme fatal in the way of quality noir femmes fatales, who - again, in actually good noir films - strike the audience as much, much more than just sexy objects that can't control their sexuality and selfish impulses.

Which is why the above passage strikes the reader so hard. Yes, it's all written in a memoir convention, but we're still not at the point of deconstructing the peotic frames, what is written is to be taken at face value. And what we find is a flood of emotion, of deeply honest love and desperation that's hard to be brushed aside as a pose. And yet it's the pov character/main character that does so. He even goes for biologization of his state, dismissing it as possibly litte more than exhaustion. He recognizes spleen for a endocrinological imbalance that the name suggests.

The book is perfectly, openly unpreachy. There's no moral here to derive about how to live. It just presents the reader with a character that we are deeply confused about: he's clearly capable of deep, beautiful, noble emotions, yet chooses not to act on them, the moment a single physical obstacle (such horse dying from exhaustion) cuts the stream of consciousness. There's something no longer unsentimental as much as anti-sentimental about it. "People are, by nature, good, and if they just followed their natural empathy and feelings"- no, nothing good would come out of it, at least there's no guarantee.

And yet there's an honesty to it. An honesty that's specifically lacking in usual romantic heroes. There's an awareness that this level of dramaticness in life has to involve an element of cynically orchestrating it. And it's not the case of preachy "and therefore we should dismiss all delusions of such emotional rushes as fake", because there is no fakeness. It's the case of even manipulation being stragnely honest about itself, moreseo than truth could ever be. It appears to be saying "the only way to resolve the mystery of Mona Lisa's smile is to scratch all the paint off the beechwood, do you really think you'll find something truer underneath?". In a way, yes, wood was there beofre da Vinci, but I don't really think that's the reality we're looking for.

That's why when either fandom or the source material goes for getting to the Master "undearneath all performance" it strikes me as empty. No, it's not the Doctor knowing the truth of the Master, it's the case of the Master exposing truths about the Doctor.

Like Pechorin of byronic heroes.

[creampuffiemina]

makoto doodz huagh i rlly need to start drawing again

aaaalt

[yakool-foolio]

After having this username for a while ya start to realize that Yomi would totally use 'Foolio' as a (playful???) insult toward Yakou. Maybe it once was used as a sorta lighthearted nickname pre-'5 years ago', but then evolved into a gibe to invoke a sense of 'remember the good ol' days where I thought you were hot but now you're not?'

"I thought you were Coolio, turns out your just a Foolio." - Yomi Hellsmile, 20XX

[lulabo]

I am scrolling a lot and putting things in drafts which I often do thinking I will get to all these very important Severance gif sets to tag with my emotional response later and the other day I was like, I should do something about my drafts and realized I had the same strategy with Agatha All Along, which is to say my drafts have become emblematic of the state of my brain at any given time, too many and I am overstressed and overtired and emotionally bottled to the point of concern; there are never too few, there is only a medium amount that means I have reached an even keel, and now is not that time

[2ws2ls]

love when people say that this game plays better on controller. like you are literally wrong

[equinesandeducation]

Working from home today! Which comes with perks like bubble tea and my favorite keyboard, but with cons like a lack of social pressure to work and risk of doom scrolling on TikTok ✌🏻

[starswhispere]

Guys, this chapter is kicking my ass. Plot is hard, I just want to go back to character dynamics and letting them be gay. Action and plot is harrdddd