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luidilovins · 3 years

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You should turn your post on the Uncanny Valley into a book or something. I am not even kidding, it's brilliant and sorely needed information. Thank you for it.

Tbh its just speculative that the uncanny valley is an inherent biological trait and not cultural or a learned behavior at the moment. A good example would be the cultural phenomenon of colorophobia where in the US we have a longer history of using clowns in our horror pop culture genres than countries like Japan.

Clown entertainment has been around since the Egytian times and maybe some people have always been freaked out by them it honestly just takes one director or author to have an disproportionately irrational fear and good cinematography skills to convince people that they SHOULD hate clowns just as much, (I could say the same about the movie Jaws but thats a bit of a tangent,) or a memorable event that damages the public's trust in something that SHOULD be innocent or harmless. (A good examples being the John Wayne Gacy trials.)

Clowns are also thought to be in the uncanney valley so ita a fairly good argument on cultural phenomenon versus genetic traits. Up until aroud the 60s-70s clowns were actually fairly well liked by the US general public and a lot of older generation still find a fondness in it that would scare the living shit out of their grandchildren.

As far as evidence that I may be right about the "uncanney valley might be because of rabies" theory, there has been a small case study suggesting that the movements of a non-human robot that trigger the effect in us, is also present in people with parkinsons but the sample size is too small for me to be thoroughly convinced.

And don't be mistaken I also dislike this concept because saying that ableism is an inherent human trait is just as bad as saying racism is an inherent human trait. There is little to gain from distrust in the disabled and little historical evidence to suggest it was common or beneficial to discard disabled people. Disabled people's remains have been found time and time again to live to incredibly long livea and be cared for, and participate in their communities. I'm highly critical of this particular case study and I take it with a grain of salt because its on cosmo, but evidence of human disabilities and compassion can be sourced by actual bones and it's been placed on VERY credible sources. NPR, NBC, Discovery, Nat Geo, NY Times, literally the clostest you can get to creme of the crop news articles on DOZENS of accounts and if you have a goddam problem then pay for a tour to the Smithsonian, find an archeologist and coherse them into showing you the bones and then explain phorensics to you because you probably wouldn't understand unless you too were a phorensic archeologist yourself.

What I DO BELIEVE tho is that if the uncanny valley is a legitimate inherent trait, that like most evolutionary traits, it made it this far for this long because it somehow served us benificially. And the biggest benifit I can think of is identifying neuro-infectious diseases because they can spread agressivley, many of them lead to death or lasting effects and are fucking MISERABLE to catch. We're talking brain swelling, fevers, uncontrollable vomiting, tremors, hallucinations, motor and vocal tics, difficulty swallowing, seizures. This could all happen because they eat infected deer meat or because of one bad fox bite. It's miserable if you survive and horrifying if you dont. Rabies can survive in your muscle tissue for years before infecting your brain and once it does usually you only live for about 5-10 days in and out of concious knowledge that you're going to die painfully, and disease aggrivated psychosis. It would be hard to pinpoint the causation because the amout of time before full blown infection would vary too much to assosiate for a long time. So your only option is to hone in on telltale signs.

The disabled people who would suffer from herdeditary or developmental neurological disorders run the risk of prejudice from mistaken identity, but if a human is part of a community, and doesn't die within a week from having a wobbly head, it would sooner or later become apparent that they're not dangerous. I think nowadays culturally people don't press to learn more about disabled people due to social and political prejudice and never fucking grow up past that. Mistaken identity or not. You learn about people from the patterns of their behaviors so even ones that seem abnormal to you become a normal recognizable pattern for them. Fancy that.

We don't get grossed out by chimps or gorillas, who are even more distant cousins, and the proof that we don't have a search and destroy button for anything immediatly related to us is a bunch of bullshit can be found in almost every human's blood on earth. And not just neanderthals, but denisovans as well. And that's not even accounting for genetic backtracking the crossbreeding of other sapiens species before we were whittled down to just the three. What makes the tweet even stupider is that when neandertals still roamed the earth humans were shorter, hardier, and overall more rough looking so we looked even indistinguished then. We Also Chewed On Bones and neandertals handled cold climates better than us based on a study on chest cavity density and, skull nasal intake and heat circulation, providing genetic diversity and the upper hand in survival in the tundras or mountainous regions spanning over Eurasia. If it wasn't for humans fucking neandertals we might not have been able to spread over the contient or diversify the way we did.

So my full hypothesis is that if the uncanny valley is a genetic inherent human trait it was used to benifit people from catching agressive diseases in a time where the benifit of fearing a group member with rabies outweighed the cost of fearing a group member with a disability like parkinsons.

WHAT PISSED ME OFF was the idea that we are DESIGNED to be unwary of our evolutionary cousins could easily be used for white supremacist spaces to justify racism BECAUSE IT ALREADY HAS

So that one tweet that might seem like a quirky thinkpiece in my eyes is just fuel for eugenics trend round whatever number we're on. It's like we don't fucking learn. It would be REALLY easy to retool the concept that it's natural for people to be fearful of whatever the bullshit definition of sub-humans are. Claiming that black people were sub-human thus deserving of mistrust and submission to white ownership worked like a fucking charm.

Maybe if I go to college and major in psyche/socio/civics it'll be my college thesis. Right now I'm more of a hobbyist than anything, but what I DO know is that anyone can make an untested hypothesis to combat another untested hypothesis and it should hold just as much goddamn value. I combatted the idea that the idea that human othering was funneled into an unconfirmed effect that causes disgust and terror based on non-human sapiens is in fact racist and gave what is in my opinion a more evoluntionary practical approach to the uncanney valley.

The generalized links that I used APARENTLY weren't good enough for some people but aparently a single tweet that says "hur dur heedle dee uncanney valley exists because of human cousins" was taken at face value even tho it was probably tapped out in five seconds without regards to the reproccussions. I find a huge discomfort that less than studious links about the evolution of monkey social behaviors that I used as a guideline to explaining my concerns became the focal point for people to nitpick without even having the gall to "well actually" on the subject. That absolute ravaging NEED to rip apart at it and devolve into name calling because I MENTIONED racism is fucking suspicious and I don't trust it. I had to stop looking at the responses because some people were only reblogging and arguing with barely half of my argument and i was getting nowhere fast.

There were a few people that made actual points with cited sources that made their own rebuttle arguments. That I respect. It's just as valid an argument as mine and I'm ALWAYS willing to take on more credible sources to strengthen my stance or gain perspective.

But it's the utter dismissal of a concerning concept that just seeped into the subtext that gnawed at my gut. Some people on top of hating the linked sources I provided, admitted they didn't read it, refused to read between the lines to purposfully misinterpret or derail my main points, and detract that my claim that the tweet was a result of systemic white supremacy saturated into modern science was a bunch of bullshit because I claimed that 1500s anglos invented racism.

The thing is we did invent the racism that we fucking currently subscribe to.

We practice the science that we formulated based on our own social prejudice. Real people die from this.

We remain uncritical of our own theorums that we postulate then pat ourselves on the back like we're philosophical geniuses even though racism is a family heirloom with a new paint job.

We preach the eugenics ideals that we pulled out of our asses to benifit from fearmongering, promises of national security and unpaied labor.

White supremacists create subtext with the intention of it being consumed by accident or in ways that seem palatable.

Fuck.

That.

I don't hate the person who wrote the tweet. Chances are that they gave the tweet as much thought as they took the time to write it and went on their day as a fun little thinkpiece. Everyone on the internet does it. But its that kind of thinking error that needs to be adressed as a progression of historic and scientific prejudice that gets rehashed, recycled and untouched and continually damages and is weaponized against marginalized people. I am not wrong for taking it seriously especially when a bunch of people were sitting around nodding their heads just as effortlessly.

I don't owe the internet any more sources than the tweet. I don't owe anyone on the internet a full scientific ananysis. And the people's reaction to what I had to say was actually what further convinced me I might have hit the nail on the head.

#answered asks #uncanny valley effect #eugenics #fuck white supremacy #systemic racism #racism #negative #slavery #luidilovins

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kissme-hs · 6 years

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Threesome is fun

So here I present you my wildest fantasy, a threesome with harry and Shawn. This is the smuttiest I’ve ever written and has a slight twist. I would love to know your thoughts about it, plus reblog if you like!! Tagging @chonisberonica , there you go love:)

I had to post it again it cuz tumblr is shit.

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT

Word count: 6k

Y/n’s tired feet padded on the wooden floor as she hung her coat on the stand and stood on one leg supporting herself by the wall to take off her heels and rub her sore calves. Her eyes scanned the house looking for her curly headed man, but her eyebrows furrowed the second she realized he is no where to be seen. Maybe he was in kitchen? So Giving her thought a try, she walked inside the pantry only to be met with nothing but clean and tidy shelves.

She smiled to self knowing it was harry who did that. When she woke up in the morning, it was already half past 8 and she had her meeting at 9, the time of the lovely morning had to be spent with hurry scattering her clothes everywhere and leaving the kitchen a mess. She remembered whining about it how much of untidiness she has created but harry reassured her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead and then lips.

“Go love, I’ll clean it up for you.”

And that was 7 hours ago when she last saw his alluring face, unshaven chin, hair all ruffled up and eyes full of sleep. Maybe he’s sleeping upstairs, after all he gets tired working in his office—writing, creating the melody. Grabbing a hair tie from the bowl that Harry kept on the dinning table full of hair ties, even if he finds any vibrant color rubber band, he’d pick it up and drop it in the bowl because they too need a place to live baby, plus I need them all the time, harry said when she asked him why he did that.

Tying her hair up in a messy bun, a bit greasy from the tiring day she made her way upstairs. The cold floor felt amazing against her under feet, even though the cold winds had already started knocking the doors of London, she—for some reason felt good feeling the chilly wood. Their huge house, for a living of two was taken over pin drop silence, not even her walking was making any sound cuz she was bare feet. And by this time she was sure that harry was fast asleep, so she pulled her phone out from her back pocket before turning the camera on, in a hope that she might get some pictures of Harry’s angelic sleeping face.

And suddenly she stops moving. The house that once was nothing but silent, fills up with the filthy moans and grunts. She hears one loud throaty moan that she can bet is Harry’s, and oh maybe he’s jerking off? He’s been out for a quite few days to have his time with her, so this might be the reason he got all worked up and thought about giving himself a good release since he didn’t know she called her day off a bit early and luckily her boss granted her wish.

Smirk replaces the soft look of her face as all the tiredness washes away. She too did in fact gave herself a few good treatments while he was away and wanted nothing but to have him inside of hers back again. She opens the first four buttons of her shirt and pulls it wide enough for her black lacy lingerie to sneak its head out. Pulling out on the hair tie, she lets her hair fall back on her back and ruffles them a bit knowing they’re still a bit greasy to look sexy but oh never mind.

And for the fourth time when she’s about to have another thought of what she’s gonna do with him, her breath hitches and her feet feels heavy, she mentally thanks her luck for the day, she made it to his room. This moan doesn’t sounds like Harry’s, in fact it isn’t of any man but a woman this time. She bites her bottom lip, and twists the knob of door and sneaks head inside. There wasn’t any woman but harry alone and naked pumping himself to some porno, her and eyes were burning into his laptop. Her feet finally feels the weight lifted off as she walks inside and closes the door behind her with a loud thud.

“Fucking Christ y/n! Don’t do that ever!!“

He gasped huffing probably getting scared by her sudden action. He obviously didn’t notice her presence before, and now he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed as she walked to him. Harry extended his arm for hers to accept his invite and sit beside his naked body. Her eyes scanned his flushed self before making its way to the screen.

“Threesome huh?” She chuckled shaking her head and getting up so she could take off her shirt completely. She already was feeling warm with the dirty thoughts she had before and here Harry laid completely bare with his cock hard—veins popping out, top swollen and red, made the surrounding hot. So taking the laptop off his thighs, she nestled herself between and took his hard manhood between her hands.

Harry immediately threw his head back feeling pleased with just a touch of her hands on his dick, his hands were fast to grab her hair and guiding her mouth on him. She let out a loud laugh at his eagerness and heard Harry mumbling a shy ‘sorry’ before kissing his shaft from end to the tip. Her eyes were fixed on his, and he felt himself drowning in those orbs of hers. Her eyes were hallucinating him, making him feel dizzy. And her lips kissing him softly, her tongue licking him was just adding to the clouds he was seeing.

She peppered him with kisses before taking his cock inside her mouth, and popping it out making sure to leave a ‘pop’ behind. He knew that she was gonna tease him, after all she caught him jerking off to a porn that had a naked woman indeed who looked nothing as compared to her.

“Please baby, no foreplay.” He whispered biting his lip hoping for a nod. But instead she just shook her head no, she wasn’t having it. Y/n did excepted to find him jerking off but not to a sex movie.

She gave his waist tattoo a little peck that read Brazil before lowering her mouth on him, taking him deep inside until she felt him hitting the back of her throat. Her one hand held him from the base whereas her other was busy rolling his heavy balls on her palm. The growing swell of his balls gave her a good idea of how he was getting close to losing himself.

Once again Harry’s hand were in her hair pushing her head down making her. Her eyes burned and well up with tears as she pushed her head up to breath, saliva dropped down his cock lubricating it well for her to glide her hand up and down squeezing it at the bottom. Harry’s eyes closed shut as he felt his gut tightening with every move she made. From leaving his cock and replacing her hand with her mouth gagging on it, he could feel the burn.

“Fuck fuck fuck gonna cum baby.” He groans and all she does is gives him a yes with still his cock in her mouth, the vibration of her throat that touched his tip was the last edge and he was cumming down her mouth. When it was too much to take it, she pulled out giving him few more pumps to have him giving in in multiple spurts all over her lace bra.

Shooting him a grin, she collects all the cum off her chest before licking her fingers cleans. Where harry just laid there panting, seeing stars. His breath was heavy because of the sex goddess he was in love with.

“So..”

“Soo?”

“Do you wanna have a threesome?”

Harry asked pulling her down so she laid on him. The air in their room carried the aroma of Harry’s orgasm as she kissed Harry’s chin. Threesome wasn’t a bad idea after all, if harry was okay with it why shouldn’t she be.

“Sure! But with who?” Harry felt like a giddy kid who just was given the permission to buy chocolates at Tesco.

“Shawn. He’s in city for a few days, and he was asking if we could hang anyways.”

“Hmm, okay. I like Shawn, I mean I trust him enough to have a threesome with him.” She replied tapping his nose. The bubbles inside Harry’s belly were too much to handle at the time. He always wondered how it must feel, seeing it in movies as it looks sexy. Y/n was well aware of how adventurous guy harry was, and she trusted him enough with all she had to know that she would never suggest anything that could made her uncomfortable or have any regrets after.

She never doubted any of his suggestions until now. Harry was very possessive of her, and they both were clearly aware of the fact. She remembers how once he texted a guy saying how he’ll beat his ass up if he doesn’t stop texting you, not knowing he’s your cousin. She had enough faith on him but she didn’t want him to do something that would make him feel bad afterwards.

“Then Shawn it is.”

It was no longer than a week when Harry called his friend over their place to have a chat, he did in fact, mentioned about the kinky plan the couple had in mind receiving a big approval from his friend. Shawn was very much hyped about the whole threesome concept just like both of them. Not to bring to Harry’s kind attention but Shawn admired y/n a lot. He always found himself having wild thoughts over her whenever he was returning home from a party or just a simple meet and greet with the couple. Shawn was every much aware how he shouldn’t be having such wild fantasies about Harry’s girlfriend when He genuinely respected harry, being senior to him in age as well as the music, he saw him as a silhouette to success.

But y/n was something else. He fancied her in every little way he could, from her shy self to sudden quirky nature, her good sense of humor never failed to made Shawn snort, even when her jokes were terribly awful, Shawn couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh. And one thing that he was very much aware of, was, that all the feelings he had towards her was nothing but lust. He always imagines how her soft lopes would feel against his, or how her body would feel rocking along the rhythm to his while he pounds senselessly inside of her.

So when harry popped up the question, without a second breath he replied with a loud yes. That did made harry doubt him a little though, but shrugging it off to the fantasies of young boy just like he did when he shared the same age as Shawn, let him be.

So when it was the day, Y/n paced around the hall as harry waited up for Shawn to ring the bell already. She wasn’t paying attention to anything harry was saying, she did know what he was talking about, so I saw this porn with two girls having threesome with a boy and baby it was fucking hot as hell. His words were making their way to her brain but were getting registered. All she could think was how harry was gonna act after, it wasn’t like she had any insecurity with Shawn, whereas she did too bad some wild dreams with him. Always wondered how it would feel to kiss him, not to mention those wondering were from before she met harry.

But knowing his over-protective nature was giving y/n a hard time to believe that harry was actually ready to see someone else do what only harry is suppose to do to her. And maybe when he witnesses it in real, he won’t be able to handle it?

And the sound of the bell snapped her head in the direction. Harry got off from the couch and before he could open the door she held his wrist. Giving her a glance, he took in her expression and his hand immediately was flying to rest on her subtle cheeks.

“You okay baby? Sure wanna do this?” Harry asked searching her eyes for any second thoughts, his face full of concern as he scanned her features.

“Want to ask you the same.” She replied pressing a kiss to the inside of his hands making harry nod and press his lips to his forehead.

“Okay, then let’s do this!” She chirped and opened the door open revealing y’all Canadian dressed in a black v-cut tee shirt under a leather jacket with some blue denim jeans to go along with this. His hair ruffled a bit, probably because of the windy weather of London. Y/n’s sudden change in her attitude, the nervousness now replaced with the bold and confident self that both of the men felt attracted towards.

And Shawn, looked nothing but deliciously sexy.

“Well hello there Shawn. Come in!” Y/n smiled stepping away so the brunette could come in. Harry welcomes him warmly with a hug and soon Shawn turned his face to her. He stared at her alluring self, oh how he already felt himself growing hard for her. She smiled wrapping her arms around his neck pulling for a hug. Shawn smiled hiding his face in her neck, he breathed in the scent of vanilla and cinnamon—such a mouth watering fragrance she wore before pecking her skin softly, making her shudder at his sudden move.

“I see what you did there mendes, plus I already see you getting hard.” Harry said rather straightly clearly annoyed with the fact he got worked up so early, way too early before even hearing the rules that he made.

“Well there are quite few things you need to remember. Number 1, she’s my girlfriend” Harry said making sure to emphasis it.

“Number 2, make sure you’re not hurting her in any way. And lastly the most important one, don’t forget that she does not belongs to you” Harry finished. His intentions weren’t to scare Shawn to shade him in any way, but to remind him.

“Alright man, will remember that. After that I respect you both a lot.” Shawn nodded to both of them with all respect he had for them both. He knew how much they were in love, and he never, even by mistake would do such thing that can hurt them or cause them pain. He was very much aware of what y/n meant to harry, he loved and cared for her as if she carried the world with her, which was what she was to harry. His whole world. And Shawn never wanted harry to lose his everything.

This simple and sweet gesture of Shawn made y/n feel absolutely safe, like a reassurance that maybe Harry’s gonna be okay after this ends.

“And you my darling, I love you.” Harry mumbled wrapping his arm around y/n’s waist and pulling her in a warm embrace. He rested his head on top of hers as she mumbled the words of love back to him, pulling his head down so she could seal her verbal words emotionally. Harry’s lips found their way to her soft ones as they worked together, kissing every inch they could before Harry pulled away.

“I guess we shall get going then.” Harry announced and y/n was walking to Shawn the next second. She wrapped her arms around his waist as Shawn took her chin between her index finger and thumb, god she looked so beautiful to him. If he could, he’d keep her with him forever. Brushing the baby hair off her face, Shawn takes his time to admire the beauty in front of him. The way her orbs stared in his made his knees weak, he was really doing it. After all imagining things in his pretty little mind, he’s gonna witness how it feels to have her lips pressed against his. So he dips his head down and attaches his colds mouth to hers.

Shawns hands finds their way to cup the back of her neck and the other goes to rest on the swell of her bum, giving it a gentle squeeze earning a subtle moan from y/n. Her hands were busy in shawn’s hair, their tongue massaging each other’s. She was enjoying it. Though the kiss didn’t give her butterflies like Harry’s did, but it wasn’t that bad. But Shawn was having the time of his life, kissing her, felt exactly what he dream of. Her lips were juicy and molded into his perfectly, he wondered if it was the same with Harry’s. A wave of jealousy hit his veins as Shawn trailed kisses from her lips to her neck, not missing any spot. He pulled the sleeves of her stop down, so he could kiss all the way up from her shoulder to the sweet spot behind her ear.

Y/n’s eyes were close shut pleased by shawn’s magic, too blind to notice the change in Harry’s eyes. He wasn’t feeling what he was before, it’s not like he was hating it either but seeing another man putting his hands, lips on her body somehow made his blood boil with anger. So without thinking twice he pulls her by her wrist and pushes back on the couch forcefully. Not to mention, Shawn saw the change, but deciding to shrug it off, he removed his clothes feeling hot and bothered with all the clothing.

Harry hovered y/n’s body as she passed him a teeth grin, his heart felt the similar tingle it always did whenever he was this close with her. Tilting his head harry places his lips on hers, feeling this urgency to dominantly kiss her, maybe because he wanted to remind Shawn all the rules. She’s my girlfriend. Meanwhile their lips worked their way on each other’s, savoring every inch of the skin too lost to remember about the naked standing young man who’s staring at them with his hungry eyes.

Before Shawn could, Harry started leaving a trail of hickeys down her chest, stopping just right over her breast. A smirk took over his face as he tugged on her tee, with a wink she raised her arms helping harry to glide the top off her body. Gladly, she wasn’t wearing any bra and harry found himself immediately matching on her boobs, taking her left breast in his hand—he licked her right nipple. His tongue felt absolutely cold, with his warm breath blowing over the wet hardened bud. His mouth leaving a ‘pop’ sound whenever he left her nipple, his hungry eyes traveled down, between their pressed up bodies and stopped to the attraction.

Leaving tiny feather kisses all over her body, making sure to mark every inch of her, harry took her legs in his hand. He rubbed the smooth skin of her and trailed his lips delicately till he reached the waist band of her shorts, she knew every passing inch was becoming heavy for both the boys, so without any further adou, she lifted her pelvic up and removed the last piece of clothing article (yes she wasn’t wearing any lingerie ) and threw it at Shawn. And Shawn felt his cock twitch that sprung over his lower belly. To her notice, she just saw him standing bare when her eyes flicked to the standing beauty of his figure. Her mouth watered at the sight, harry was huge no doubt, but Shawn wasn’t any less.

Spreading her legs wide, harry caught the glistening. She was wet, wet enough for him just to glide his cock inside the second. But he had different plans. His eyes were dark once again. And he could inhale the aroma of her sex, her fragrance spread across in the air that both boys found savoury.

Harry’s fingers, opened her slick wet folds collecting the wetness with his fingers and sliding them in his mouth, recollecting the taste of her. And the taste lit the fire in him, the sudden outburst of hormon made him put his mouth of her core the second after, his lips sucked the numb bud not caring that Shawn was staring with lust full eyes. He just wanted to devour the taste of his baby.

Y/n head threw back with ecstasy taking over her body when Shawn for the third time caught her eye, standing alone giving himself pumps. Her eyes travelled down his body as she reached for him, a sheepish smile covered shawn’s lips with his legs carrying him to the laid down woman in front of him, getting eaten. She wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and gave it a few good pumps, hearing those moans leaving his lips made her feel proud, knowing she could make him feel good. His hands were in her hair as she leaned forward and sink her mouth on him.

“Fuck. Your mouth is magic y/n”

Shawn moaned in his deep Canadian voice. He was feeling his legs going jelly with the amount of pleasure she was causing him. She gagged on his cock, sucking on it like a lollipop, a sweet meaty lollipop. Giving him the acknowledgment, she hummed. But the humming of her throat gave him the delicious vibration he craved far, making it difficult for him to stand.

Where y/n was busy blowing Shawn off, Harry pulled his mouth from her pussy before giving her clit a good quote few rubs. The sudden friction, made her ache her back making harry chuckle. He knew what impact he had on her, and there wasn’t any suspicion that he wanted to have his mouth on her to keep savouring the taste of her pussy. But her hard cock wasn’t having it, so taking her joggers down in a one swift motion, he rubbed his cock on her wet slit, giving it a few hard slaps before sliding in with an ease. The stretch she felt was nothing but full of contentment.

Her moans on the other hand gave Shawn a feel of dizziness seeing stars, as he felt himself getting close to the edge of letting himself go. He felt the coil inside his belly tightening with every moan she made. The whole house was filled with the voices of their larynx made. It wasn’t less than any movie scene, expect just a bit more sexier.

“Shit am gonna cum baby, “ Shawn cried holding onto her hair tightly as she gave his balls a light squeeze telling him to let go. And within her approval, he was shooting his cum all inside her mouth. She felt his warm load of cum making its way down her throat giving her taste buds an appetising smack.

His pants filled the room along with Harry’s grunts who had y/n’s legs thrown over his shoulder as she slumps back down on the couch. A slight bit of cum dripping down her chin that Shawn catches with his index finger. His eyes burned in her skin, taking in every curve of her body, every swell, every stretch mark. And though she wasn’t perfect, like all the other models, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Maybe it was her smooth, soft, delicate skin—or maybe little freckles over her body. She was one of the prettiest and beautiful woman he every saw.

“Like what you see?” Harry said breaking Shawn’s gaze from her body as he nodded. His cheeks burning up a little, feeling embarrassed to be caught staring at his girlfriend. Chuckling upon the flushed state of the young man, harry pulled out earning a loud, why from y/n as whines with the lost of contact. Her lips out in a pout as she sits up licking the sticky cum off her fingers.

“Ca-can I?” Shawn stuttered asking if he could make a move. Y/n giggled at his shy self before giving him a nod and standing up, motioning him to sit. She has never experienced double penetration before, so why not this time. Obliging to her, Shawn sits down on the couch as y/n sinks in his dick. And it’s not even a blink of an eye, harry has his cock sharing the same opening as Shawn. The sudden and whole new feeling of her wide outstretched pussy, was something else. She never thought, never in her wildest dream that she’d do a sandwich with two most hot and handsome folks ever. Luckily one of them was her boyfriend that she couldn’t help but connect her lips with.

She could feel her eardrums banging with the sound of her heart beat mixed with the low grunts of two guys she’s in between. The pounding of their manhood inside of her, made her feel what she’s never felt before. Extreme confidence.

Shawn’s hands were giving her boobs a squeeze ever then, with his lips resting on her shoulders and neck and everywhere they could reach. The way she clenched her walls around his bare cock made him twitch inside of her, what a shame it was for Shawn. She held the capability to make him come within seconds. Harry himself too felt the coil heating up inside him as he continued his hard thrusts, moaning inside her mouth, not leaving it once.

“Fuck doll. Look how good you look taking two fucking cocks so well”

“Yeah mate, couldn’t agree more.”

The two men conversated. Sweat sliding down the bodies of them three as the air they breathed in smelled like their sexes. The aroma of their cums mixed with the sweet scent of her vanilla and cinnamon perfume that Harry gifted her randomly which he brought from Italy, lifted the mood of the room that was already on fire.

“Shit am gonna cum guys.”

She panted holding onto shawn’s hair from reaching behind.

“Let it go beautiful” Shawn whispered in her ear and she wasn’t to be told twice as she let herself flow for the first time the day. But seeing such intimacy between both of them made harry feel a sudden emotion of jealousy. It was him who always told her to let go. He furrowed his eyebrows instantly pulling out of them as y/n’s cum flowed down the space resting on shawn’s thighs that he collected from his fingers and sucked upon.

“Why’d you pull out babe?” Y/n asked with Shawn still inside of her, his hand resting on her boobs and lips pressed to her neck, covering Harry’s hickeys in a darker shade. Harry’s intense stare at their naked body made her wonder if all she was worried before was actually true. Noticing the change in her expression from pleaded to concerned, Harry shook his head giving her a soft smile. He didn’t want his jealousy to ruin the moment she was enjoying. But enjoying with another man?

He swallowed the gulp of anger.

“Nothing, just need a glass of water.”

“But you didn’t even cum once baby. I’ll help you, come here.” Y/n said already standing up a bit as Harry pushed down on her shoulder so she sank on Shawn once agin.

“No no, it’s okay doll. I’ll be right back.” He smiles trying to reassure and get her to settle on his words.

“Okay. Be back soon.” She have him a warm smile, the one that always gave him the feeling of butterflies in his belly. But this time he didn’t feel it, it was like all the butterflies died seeing her having a moment of lust with Shawn. She looked so really into the feeling of drowning in the pleasure Shawn was giving him. Made Harry wondered if she ever felt the same with him. He felt insecure.

The second Harry left, Shawn switched there positions. It was so quick that y/n didn’t even notice Shawn on the floor with her legs thrown on his shoulder. His flushed face now deep buried between her legs, attached to her core. She felt his hot tongue licking its way to her clit, giving it a few hard flick making her gasp. Shawn’s curls tickled her thighs, and for a moment she forget that it was Shawn between her legs. Her hands tangling in his soft hair gave her the similar feeling of being holding onto the hair of harry. So soft and curly.

She let out a loud Yelp when his lips sucked on her clit vigorously until she came undone. Shawn licked every drop of her cum, not wasting any of it as if it was the holy water, too pure to touch the ground. And for the first time,he felt his thirst growing for her. Her sweet taste gave his tongue an addiction of savouring it again and again like an action on repeat. Now he understood why harry was addicted to her like she was his marijuana. Her body, her eyes, her heart? Everything about her was so captivating and Shawn felt lucky to experience a few hours of intimacy with her.

“Jesus you’re so good Shawn.”

“Well it’s all because you’re a fucking sex goddess y/n” Shawn laughed kissing her allowing her to have a taste of herself on his tongue.

Both of them were too indulge to notice Harry’s absence, who was hiding in the kitchen, hearing every moan they made, every kiss they shared. He was hearing everything which made his stomach churn and making him want to throw up. Threesome looked good only in porns because there aren’t any feelings involved, but it’s different with the person you love. The sight of seeing other man making love to your love absolutely kills you, and that’s what harry was going through. He was regretting every second of it, because now there wasn’t any turning back. There was no way he could get the picture of them off his eyes.

“Oh my god harry did you see how cute Shawn is!! He asked us if he could make love to me” y/n blabbered happily recalling every moment that happened the day past few hours. Harry kept his head low as he stirred the vegetables in the frying pan preparing them for the stew he was making. He could y/n going on with all the fun she had faintly in the background because all the insecurities had his attention that time.

A part of him wanted to console himself that she did this all because Harry wanted to, it wasn’t her idea to have a threesome, even asked him for confirmation before Shawn arrived asking him whether he was sure or not. He knew y/n belonged to him and had his heart nestled inside Of her safely, he even believed and was very much concious how she would never break his heart, but she did. Unknowingly, unintentionally she did. And harry hates himself for it, only if he didn’t popped up the horrible idea of having a threesome—knowing how he can never bear his love enjoying sexually with someone else.

He didn’t even wanted to blame Shawn for this. Poor boy just agreed upon his words. Harry was warmed how Shawn respected him and his feelings towards y/n. But, men will be men.

“Harry?”

Y/n sensed it the moment Harry left to get a glass of water, because never ever before during sex he needed water, you’re the reason I’m always thirsty and now that I’ve you, I’m not longer feeling it baby—that’s what he always told her. She knew something was wrong the way Harry’s eyes scanned them too, she knew he was feeling it, feeling what she was afraid off. And she knew how harry is a sensitive baby.

“Baby..are you okay?” She walked to him and rubbed his arm, but what come next was unexpected. A tear slide down his cheek as Harry turned off the stove and marched to the living room with y/n following him behind. Her heart was absolutely crushed seeing tears in those green beautiful orbs of him. She immediately sat by his side on couch rubbing his arm as harry continued to sob.

“I-he wasn’t making love to you okay? That what only I am suppose to do! What only I do!” He half yelled. And there it was, everything she feared of. Harry sometimes could get very insecure, he always thought how he was never good enough for her. Having numerous affairs and dozens of magazines calling him a womaniser that he used to burn in his fireplace with tears rolling down his cheek. He never had a real girlfriend, whom he could trust with his heart until he met her.

She was the centre of his world, never he ever though would be able to love. He never thought a girl like her would lend her heart to him, to adore and love. Would accept his imperfect self and mould him in a better man, making him perfect for the world. She was his strength and his weakness. And he feared one day what if she finds a better person and leaves him?

“No no sweetie, that’s what you do. It’s you whom I love harry, Shawn is nothing to me. Jesus I’m so sorry.” She cried feeling a tear excaping her eyes as she pulled Harry’s slumped tired body to her chest. Resting on her words, Harry wrapped his arms around her waist hiding his face in her chest as he rocked their body slowly.

“I-it’s just you wanted to do it harry.”

“I know, hate it now.” Harry whispered through sobs as she laid down back on couch with harry resting his head on her chest. Her fingers combed through his hair, scratching his scalp with her nails reviving some sadness. Harry nuzzled his face further in her neck taking in the scent of her shea butter body lotion, she always applied after having shower.

“It’s you baby. Always gonna be you. I’m sorry I was so caught up” y/n mumbles pressing a long kiss to Harry’s forehead and he mumbles a small ‘it’s okay’. Finally he felt the warmthness radiating her body, he tightened his grip around her waist hitching one leg over pulling her closer if that was even possible.

This moment of intimacy was just confined to both of them. No one knew that her body always smelled like shea butter after she took shower or how her fingers got cold when she harry wasn’t holding her hand. No one knew how sometimes harry had to sing her because she couldn’t go to sleep, or how she loved when Harry liked her hair giving her a scalp massage. No one knew all these little things, that every single beat of Harry’s body was used to. And no one would ever know that either because it was a thing they both did alone.

Everyday comes with a lesson, that day too taught harry few things. First how much he loved y/n. How he could never stand any man touching her, how much she meant to him. He realized that she was the woman he wants to marry, even though he sensed the feeling long before the moment he saw her. Secondly, how possessive he’s of her. Can’t even bear a mosquito touching her skin. Thirdly, threesome is not fun.

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The Pureblood Pretense

Okay this needs its own post. Seriously. For me, The Pureblood Pretense is on the same level as THROAM, and that’s saying something. Anyways, let’s get to it.

TPP is a series made up of four books as I’m writing this, each book making up one year, same as the HP books.

“Hold up,” a voice interrupts. “I don’t read unfinished fic.”

Yeah, yeah, I know. Even I was wary of the WIP factor when I first stumbled across it. But worry not, my child, for this fic will keep you entertained for an eternity and a half. How so, you ask? Because it’s over one million words long. 1,144,996 words. 1145k. To this day, the longest time I have been awake (hellish times at airports with ten minute naps here and there not included) was when reading TPP for the first time. It wasn’t until I was having Harry Potter themed hallucinations that I finally put the fic down and crashed for 14 hours.

Anyways, I’ll add that when Violet (aka Murkybluematter) does update with a chapter, she releases chapters that are about 40k words. And if you’re anything like most readers you’ll get a rush like no other when you receive that sweet, sweet email notifying you of the new chapter. Be sure to follow the tags on tumblr, hang around r/hpfanfiction and especially the Rigel Black forum on FF.net when the next chapter drops (hopefully this summer) to join in on the celebration. ;)

EDIT #1: The chapter dropped! Hallelujah!

EDIT #2: Another chapter dropped this summer!?!

What about the plot, you ask? Well I suck at putting that in words, so lemme pull up the description from the author herself:

The Pureblood Pretense

Harriett Potter dreams of going to Hogwarts, but in an AU where the school only accepts purebloods, the only way to reach her goal is to switch places with her pureblood cousin—the only problem? Her cousin is a boy. Alanna the Lioness take on HP. 229k

Right, so that’s the first book in the series you’re looking at. And I know what you’re thinking, “Harriett Potter?! Oh god.” But don’t worry, she goes by Harry. Or, well, Rigel for the most part. Sometimes Archie. You’ll understand when you read it.

If that wasn’t enough, here’s a fun description from the author of a fic that’s a fic of the fic TPP (The Rigel Black Chronicles by Elelith) Confusing, I know.

Summary: For those of you who haven't read Murkybluematter's Rigel Black series – What are you doing? Go read it now. If for some incomprehensible reason you haven't but still want to read this- this is what you have to know:

Harry Potter is actually Harriet Potter and she secretly exchanges place with her male cousin (Sirius Black's son) to go to Hogwarts because he wants to learn healing in America and she wants to learn potions under Potion Master Snape but Hogwarts only allows purebloods and she doesn't qualify. She makes friends with Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson all the while masquerading as her male cousin and is apprenticed to Severus Snape.

Actually, all you need to know for this chapter is that Rigel Black (aka Harriet Potter) has an unhealthy obsession with Potions and is both very smart and a clueless idiot when it comes to social cues.

Stephan Sokolow wrote a lovely review of TPP on his blog. I recommend reading the entire thing even if you’ve already read TPP in its entirety. Below are some excerpts.

First, this is a damn good “Draco and other Slytherins as interesting characters” story. The interactions between Rigel’s friends remind me of Harry and co. in canon or the Scoobies (main cast) in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and I really enjoy reading about them.

[…] Murkybluematter really has a talent for good pacing. The ebb and flow of threats and resolutions kept me on my toes beautifully and, if the foreshadowed build-up in the series-level conflict arc is delivered upon, this is going to be one amazingly satisfying read when I get into the later volumes.

All in all, this is one of the best fics I’ve ever read. Of the multiple gigabytes of fanfiction I’ve chewed through in the last 15 years, I’m not sure I can find half a dozen which came this close to the satisfaction I get from a good professionally published novel.

Still not convinced? Well check out this post from years ago, it’s still relevant!

FANWORKS

Check out this two-page comic of the first chapter! It’s hella well made.

And if you’ve already read it? Well go read som TPP fics! There’s a thread on the Rigel Black forum that houses most drabbles and several comments pointing one in the right direction to find more fic. Additionally, the Google doc Recomended Fics has a list on 18 TPP fics, plus more HP fics.

Some excellent TPP drabbles:

Reactions to the ruse reveal (and a bit of humor) by The Four Eyes - I was thinking about how each character might react to finding out that Harry=Rigel and Archie=AIM!Harry, and thought I'd post it here. This is mostly a way to channel my current obsession with the story since I just finished rereading.

Some excellent TPP fics:

Breaking the Lines by kitsunerei88 - Caelum's life is full of lines, between pureblood and Muggle, powerful and weak, pure and impure, fake and real, right and wrong. Harriett Potter shatters them all. A story about Caelum Lestrange, first and foremost: about his childhood, his life, and his relationship with a certain Harriett Potter. 36k

Moments of Realization by kitsunerei88 - A collection of the moments in which various characters discover or realize the ruse, and their reactions. 13k

Liar Liar by kitsunerei88 - Some people are not all that they seem to be. Rigel Black is not, and neither is Aldon Rosier. [AU post-Ambiguous Artifice] 176k

The Rigel Black Chronicles by Elelith - Approved one-shots based on Murkybluematter's Pureblood Pretense & Serpentine Subterfuge fics. Different POVs, cracky, funny, and just plain weird snapshots of Rigel Black's double life. Synopsis: Harriett Potter dreams of going to Hogwarts, but in an AU where the school only accepts purebloods, the only way to reach her goal is to switch places with her pureblood male cousin... 55k

The House of Black – Fanfic of The Pureblood Pretense Series by SakinaoftheAlleys - This takes place before anything that happens in The Pureblood Pretense, and focuses on Sirius after the death of Diana. 7k

And lastly, check out all the wonderful fanart on this site by following the tags pureblood pretense, rigel black etc etc. I’ve reblogged most of it on a sideblog under the tag the pureblood pretense: link. Here’s another comic from The Ambiguous Artifice (book three) :3