#The mood has been rough

[goldgargoyles]

@ff9week2024

Day 1: Protagonist / Antagonist

[honeypleasejustkillme]

“how did that t break go?”

[insanechayne]

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[prettyboybun]

Oh to be a knight who gets roughed up by a pretty prince 😵‍💫 He's usually my pillow prince, because I'm so deeply devoted to him and I want to make him feel good at every opportunity.

But tonight, he's throwing me around, biting me, shoving his boot into me while I'm on the ground. Mocking and teasing me, "Is this what you do all day, just for me? Yeah? You like getting fucked up by strong men just to keep me to yourself, pet?"

I manage to whine out, "Yes, sir, I like getting thrown around- especially when it's you."

He grinds his boot into me harder, making me cry out. He flips me over on my front, and I immediately arch my back and present for him. "Good toy. So obedient for me."

He rummages around in one of his drawers, producing a thick strap. He pushes the tip unceremoniously between my lips, and commands, "Suck."

I start to do as I'm told, trying to take it as deep in my throat as I can, glancing up at him for approval. He still has all his clothes on, fine rings decorating his fingers. He grins down at me, and I realize I've been staring at his hands.

"Oh?" He grips my hair, taking my mouth off the strap, "What, you want to feel my fingers inside you? Is that it?"

I whimper and nod. He grips my hair tighter and I gasp, "I- Yes please, sir, please put your fingers in me-"

He brings my mouth back down on the strap and walks behind me, plunging a finger in my cunt. I moan as he continues to add more, til he's got four in, spreading me out. I can feel the rings grinding against me, and I feel lightheaded.

He leans forward and bites my shoulder hard enough to make teeth marks. "My pretty knight. I wonder if all those men you battle for my honor know this is what you're fighting for- To keep yourself nice and full at both ends, to let me fuck you because I know exactly how you need it."

I shiver and nod as best I can around the cock in my throat. He hums, speeding up his fingers thrusting in me, "I bet they wish they could see you like this, actually. When you're all fucked up and bruised and bloody, I bet they're thinking about yanking your armor off and fucking you senseless there in front of everyone. I bet you wish they would, huh?"

He grips my hair again, this time further forcing me down on the dildo, making me choke and splutter. My eyes start welling with tears, and he says, "That's it, take it. You'll need to get my cock nice and wet for me, toy."

I can't make a move or noise to respond, so I focus on doing as he asks. Eventually, he pulls my mouth off and kisses me gingerly. He pulls the strap away, and pulls his fingers out, eliciting a whine from me. He lines it up with my cunt, still presented and waiting. He murmurs, "Say please."

"Please, sir," I'm breathless, I realize, from how hard I was sucking the cock he just removed from my throat, "Please, fuck me, I wanna be yours."

"Good boy," He praises, nudging the cock inside me. I gasp and grip the rug beneath me as he slowly pushes it all inside. He takes a few seconds to pause and let me breathe and acclimate to the length inside me. Then, without warning, he starts thrusting.

He starts pondering out loud, "I wonder if pawning you out would help the kingdom achieve peace. Let those men who are always giving you trouble to loosen up and have a turn with you, right there in the throne room. I bet you wouldn't be able to walk straight for days when we were all done with you."

I pant and nod slightly, "If you think it would help, I'd do anything for you, sir."

My prince pets my hair, "Aw, sweet thing. So loyal. You're mine, understand?"

"Always, sir."

"Good," He speeds up his thrusting, "Such a good boy. Want the whole kingdom to see how good you take it."

I begin moving my hips back to meet his thrusts, moaning, the tears collecting in my eyes earlier slipping down my face. He grips my hair firmly, grunting with effort.

I feel pleasure coiling inside me, and I manage to ask, "Sir, can I cum for you, please?"

He thrusts deeper and begins rubbing my tdick, and he says, "That's it. Good boy. Cum for me, toy."

It takes a moment longer, but eventually I obey his orders and cum around the cock deep inside me. After a minute, he slowly eases it out. He pulls me up onto the bed with him, holding me close. He kisses my forehead and bundles me up under the duvet. I know I'm safe in his arms, and I end up falling asleep while he softly praises me.

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[kitty-does-stuff]

Hi you may have noticed, we are on a Jinx lockdown on main here!

[paradoxrealm]

(I'M ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! Well- Mostly alive- But! I'm here to chew gum and torment characters, and I'm all outta gum :) So! Time to get my smooth brain back into gear before work kills it again-)

A Return Worth Waiting For...~

The strange new fragment seemed to straighten up a bit, a shy smile on her lips as her fiery button eyes seemed to shimmer and flicker like a candle flame, so full of life and spirit and power. It almost makes Moon wonder if her eyes looked the same way.

...Y-Yes. ...My old name was Mesánychta, but... I suppose a new life meant a new name, and I think I've taken quite well to the name "Midnight" now though.~ ...It's nice to finally meet you, Moon.~

She gave a respectful bow in return, her manners seeming to match Moon's in a sense, feeling a bit more... old fashioned almost, though the more modern mannerisms of Astel and Eclipse seemed to bleed through as well. The Beldam could almost feel her true age despite the influences of her reborn light and shadow, her ancient soul finally showing its true colors as well as its age, power, and knowledge that was once lost on the girl that was her rebirth.

...Please forgive me if I'm a smidge quieter than my light and sister shadow. ...I'm... still finding my way, I guess... ...I'm still a little lost having two, technically three, sets of lives inside my head so... it's a little rough. ...But I know your face. ...From Astel and Eclipse's memories I know your face. But... what's even more strange is that I know you, wh-what you are. Even after eons that knowledge has yet to be lost on me. Though... I've never seen a Beldam like you before. Last I saw one of your kind their power and they themselves took on the form and image of wooden marionettes rather than dolls, and consumed blood rather than eyes. Strange fellow, but still rather kind, so long as you never fell under what they defined as "food". And they had the most wonderful library with books and scrolls spanning Ages. Rumor had it that they even had parchments from Alexandria itself before it was burned. ...You remind me a bit of them.~

...

...Huh. Suppose they weren't kidding when the girls said that Midnight was ancient if her depth of knowledge just at the surface was anything to go by. Eons of knowledge spanning worlds upon worlds.

...

...

...this world is still so young, this dimension still taking its first steps, still forming its own identity. And it seems that it's not quite finished with said identity.

Creation is not yet done with this little world.~

This world? It is waiting to make a few unique changes, and those changes are just moments away as the very fabric of this reality slowly begins to quiver and quake, preparing to rearrange and rattle the very threads that define this world.~

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He could feel it- the anticipation of change teetering around his realm. It was strange to be sure, though not entirely unwelcome- so long as the changes kept from troubling him, of course. He could of course blame the feeling on the appearance of his dear old friend- he knew better to think it was just her, but some part of him hoped that it was.

He shifted slightly at the mention of another Beldam, his curiosity clear. He was a recluse at the best of times with no desire whatsoever to run into another of his own, but he still found it interesting to hear of them nonetheless. Not to mention hearing of one that was clearly far older than himself.

Moon quite liked his own cozy little realm, young though it may be, it was his. He had bonded himself so tightly to the very fabric of the place that he had doubts for how long he could properly stray from it without consequence- not that he wanted to.

“… How very curious,” he smiled, offering the slightest tilt of his head “I do hope your time with them was peaceful. They can be such nasty little hosts at times,” he chuckled, somehow managing to sound both like he was making fun of himself yet not at all grouping himself with them at the same time. “What terrible taste, blood…” he hummed, making a face that failed to pull his smile down. He of course only sought after the eyes of his prey- to make an entire gorey mess just to make use of their innards sounded beyond distasteful as far as he was concerned.

[puzzlekinq]

cant sleep because im seething with anger

[sunlightfeeling]

I finally started MiraTen after…how many weeks has it been since I re-reblogged @woundedheartwithin’s gifs?

actually its my first time watching anything this week…the last things were the BtS of GwtF and ND last Sunday 😭

anywho~ how am i actually meant to focus on Yasuda Ken giving the plot of the show all while Takuya’s off…being…Takuya?

like…

[thelightthatruins]

Sometimes all you need to do is to look at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself that you are one bodacious babe

[arolesbianism]

Thinking abt my bndori ocs again... I need to draw them more I love them all sm

[tciddaemina]

absolutely hate the feeling of being certain i wrote out the skeleton of a fic, then scrolling through my notes and being unable to find it. like, am i imagining having written it up, just because i’ve thought about this idea so much? did i actually write it up at some point, but mistag or misplace or accidentally delete the note? it honestly could be either one, but if it does exist i definitely can’t find it

i mean its fine, i can write the fic either way, and the skeleton isn’t too hard to rewrite, not when it’s a story i have as clear a path for as this but like still. frustrating. urg.

[coollyinterferes]

Jonathan and Speedwagon chatting and laughing while walking into the room when...

ｂ ｏ ｎ ｋ

[helianthus-hellion]

i've seen a lot of discussion of ppl having trouble crying on T and so far i am not having that problem. unfortunately.

[merevide]

past me should be killed for making plans that present me isn’t keen on doing at all idc how good of a mood i was in wtf was i doing agreeing to go to a football game. i was not in my right mind

[andromeda3116]

what you gave away (alias remix) by the one am radio

like, this random obscure song has always haunted me, but somehow seeing the lyrics laid out like this makes it reach its icy fingers even deeper into my brain stem

[thisperfectmonsoon]

idk it’s just nice when people tell you that you’re pretty (even if you yourself don’t actually believe it)