#d/s themes

[call-me-mother-darling]

I’m so happy my Regina lovers are liking the fic!! I got to tap into the magic/fairytale side of things and it was genuinely so fun!!

Makes my little gay heart happy!

Men & Minors DNI

[shadowphoenixrider]

Be Mine

(A PWP smut fic where Gambit and Shadow indulge in some casual d/s play. Hey don't look at me like that, I just wrote this to get my rocks off.)

"Mmm, Gambit!"

He groaned, pressing Shadow tightly into the wall, arching his hips into her gorgeous backside as she pushed back against him.

"Keep sayin' my name like dat chère, an' Gambit gon' lose his mind." He rumbled into her ear, immediately dipping down to nibble along her neck, stretched obligingly out for him.

"Gambit...!" She mewled, and he had to close his eyes, his cock throbbing in his pants. Oh, she was doing this on purpose now.

"Sure you wanna do dis, brigand?" He growled, rolling his hips against her again. "When Gambit finished wit you, you ain't gonna be able to walk straight." A dark grin spread across his lips, and he felt the shiver shoot down her spine at the feel of it against her skin. "Soon as dey saw, dey'd know. Dey'd know what happened, who did dat to you."

His hand slid down her side with just enough pressure not to make her flinch, his fingers curling around the flair of her hips. "An' dey'd know dat you wanted dis." His lips brushed against her ear to whisper: "Little pleasure slut."

Shadow made a pleasured gasp-sigh that sent off his own shudders, her reaction enough to quiet the uncomfortable twist his gut did.

"Use me." She uttered. "Gambit, please, I need-"

"Bien sûr." He murmured softly to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek as the spell lifted, just for a moment. "I've got you."

She glanced back to him, and they shared a look - there were no words, but Gambit could feel the trust exchanged between them. This wasn't an unfamiliar game, yet playing it with Shadow, with how she trusted him so completely that she gave nearly all of herself willingly - he would never not feel honoured.

A smile, and his heart skipped a beat, feeling warmth wrap around it. She was so beautiful, and he loved her so.

But, back to business. Gambit grabbed her wrists, pinning them over her head with one hand, his other groping a breast over her shirt. He delighted in her gasp, and then the low moan as he began to fondle her.

"We should get some handcuffs, chère." He mused, running his finger around her nipple as it began to peak up. "Keep ya nice an' secure whilst Gambit's busy."

"I thought thieves like you hated handcuffs?" Shadow replied, and he smirked - not too far gone to have lost her sass yet. Parfait.

"Only so long as we can't get outta dem." The Cajun explained. "But fer locking up our treasures?" He grinned widely as he pinched, listening to her little gasp. "Dey jus' what we need."

"Your 'treasures'?" Another little gasp as he switched hands to attend to her other breast. "Does that mean you wanna lock me up?"

"Lock you up nice an' safe, mon amie..." Gambit purred in her ear. "Keep you here so Gambit can ravish you, have his fun wit you...his little play-thing..."

Oh, the way Shadow's mouth opened and her body shuddered let him know he'd hit exactly the right nerves. Gambit might lack her ability to literally play with them like she could, but he'd learnt to harness Shadow's quick, sharp mind against her. The right words in just the right tone of voice, and she would shackle herself for him - in another context, Gambit supposed he could be accused of mesmerism.

And yet she was fully willing, which made it all the better.

"Like th' sound of dat? Being all Gambit's? Jus' a little toy for him to play with?" His lips caressed the shell of her ear.

"Yes...please...!" She moaned softly. Gambit let himself laugh, a deep throaty one that rumbled against her.

"Of course. You'd do anythin' for me, jus' for pleasure. Want it so bad dat you'd sell y' soul for it..." His hand slipped away from her breast, down her belly. "Sell ya freedom...ya will..." His long fingers slipped under her trousers (enjoying her hitched breath) and down. "Y' very body..."

She was already hot and damp beneath her panties, and he groaned lowly as he pressed into them and the soft flesh beneath, revelling in her breathy moan. "Look at you, already wet." He began to rub at her, delighting in her hips immediately starting to grind against him. "So needy, ain'tcha, slut? Wanna get yaself nice and ready fer my cock?"

"Yes, hah, oh yes, please!" Shadow moaned, pressing her chest into the wall so she could push her hips more into him - Gambit's eyes rolled back as she ground into his arousal. "I'm so empty Gambit. Please, I need to be filled!"

"Mon dieu..." He cursed, without annoyance. Merde, he was supposed to be the one turning his beloved partner's mind to mush, but here he was, descending into madness alongside her.

Ah well - they always did say two was better than one.

"You wan' to be filled, eh?" Gambit said, unable to fight away his own breathy tone. "Fingers, cock or toy?"

"Your cock, please." She gasped. "I need, I need you..."

A wicked grin pulled at his parted lips.

"I dunno, mon amie, maybe Gambit should jus' use a little toy on ya? Fill ya up whilst he play with ya some more..."

"No, please!" She cried. "It's not the same! I need your cock. I need you to, to, to fill me. T-To make me yours."

Anybody else, any other time, and the Cajun would have declined. Too risky to his and his partner's health. But with Shadow? With her powers and his precautions, he knew they would be safe.

Which allowed him to indulge.

"You want to be Gambit's? Let him make you his?" He teased, pressing hard into her clothed clit. "You be so hungry, willin' to bend over fer jus' the slightest lick o' pleasure." He let his tongue flick against her ear.

"Gambit, please..." She mewled again, and he lost himself for a moment. The hand that had been between her legs suddenly shot up to her shirt, grabbing it and her sports bra, yanking them up and over her head and off her arms, tossing them carelessly to the side.

"Bed, chère." He growled, pulling her back from the wall. She nodded and he released her wrists. She might have been free, but Gambit herded her to their bed, immediately mounting up behind her as she climbed onto it on all fours.

His dexterous hands made quick work of her belt and trouser fastenings, shedding them and her panties in one smooth movement. Shadow, ever obliging, spread her legs and lifted her pelvis, all but presenting herself to him. Gambit should have basked in the sight, but he was too far gone - his only thoughts were to undo his own trousers and push them and his boxers down enough to free his cock.

Shadow's little hitched breath as she glanced over her shoulder to see made him twitch, and sent a shot of pride flashing through him.

"Dere's a good girl." He crooned, giving himself one preparatory stroke before he moved up behind her. "So needy, ain'tchu? Do anythin' for my cock."

"Please..." Her breathy voice made him chuckle darkly, letting the blunt head of his arousal glide over her wet folds. Teasing, taunting, coaxing her to rock back and forth to grasp even a semblance of friction against him.

"Look at you..." Gambit purred, gloating over the sense of power he had. It was intoxicating, heady, nigh on addicting. "Gambit gon' have such fun wit you, chère." His hands settled either side of her hips. "You ready, ma chère? Ready for Gambit to claim you?"

"Yes." Shadow turned her head, their eyes meeting. "Yes, please. Use me, Gambit!"

"How can I refuse when ya ask so nicely?" He grinned wickedly, pushing in quickly and smoothly. Shadow's moan was music to his ears, and the way her body arched, pressing herself down against him as if she couldn't get enough, even when he was hilted - she drove him wonderfully, beautifully mad.

"Merde, feel like ya were made for me." Gambit muttered, rubbing her hips tenderly. "Mmm. Gambit gon' keep ya, chérie. Nice an' safe...no escape..." He chuckled softly. "Not dat you'd wanna leave...not from de pleasure I give ya..."

And with that, he began to thrust into her, at first with long, powerful strokes that had Shadow melt underneath him, equally long, luxurious groan rolling out of her. He let himself be briefly hypnotised, watching himself sliding in and out of her hot, slick body. Yet soon he quickened his pace, speeding up to pounding into her, pressing her chest into the bed so all she could do was let him have his way with her. Just like they wanted it.

"Oh Gambit, yes, yes!" She chanted, his name a benediction on her lips.

"Dat's it, no more t'inkin'!" He grinned. "Let Gambit fuck all dose thoughts outta ya head! Y' belong to Remy now!"

She was a symphony, of moans, sighs, the calls of his names - a part of him dimly noted that they wouldn't be out of place in a porn movie. And he loved every moment, wished he could bottle it to sample it forever.

Ribbons of golden light beginning to flash under Shadow's pale skin was his indication that she was nearing her climax, and so was he. Gambit bent over her, planting one hand on top of hers as the other snaked under them to the swollen bud at the apex of her thighs. She uttered a high-pitched gasp as he rolled it under his finger, her walls flexing powerfully against him that tore his own gasp from him.

"Gettin' close, chère." He panted urgently.

"Nearly there Remy, please!"

"I gotchu, I gotchu, I always gotchu."

Her fingers interlaced with his, her awareness trying to reach into him as if to do the same - oh how he wished he could return such a sensation to her. He kept rubbing, rolling her clit under his fingers, anything to keep them running alongside one another.

"Oh Remy! Remy I'm there! I'm ready!" Shadow cried.

"Den come, mon ombre!" Gambit snarled. "Give yaself to me!"

Shadow came with his name on her lips, her body stiffening under him. He was undone by her walls pulsing around him, and he spilled deep inside her with a long groan, his grip tight around her hand. He felt more than heard her softer moan as he filled her.

They did nothing for a long moment, before Shadow slowly lowered herself onto the bed. Gambit went with her, settling on top of her as a living Cajun blanket for a couple of seconds, before he lifted his weight off her, carefully pulling out. He stripped his clothes as quickly as he could before climbing back on next to her, gently turning Shadow over onto her back.

"Mon ombre, you alright?" He asked softly, stroking her cheek.

Her eyes fluttered open, still glazed over for a couple of blinks.

"M' here. I'm okay..." She replied breathily, smiling up at him. Gambit leant over to kiss her forehead.

"You sure? Everythin' alright in dere?"

Shadow's gaze became faraway for a moment, the Cajun tenderly brushing her hair out of her face as he waited.

"All's good." She smiled up at him. "Definitely gonna be a bit sore tomorrow, but worth it for that."

"Good." He smiled back down at her. "Wanna cuddle? Or want me to go getcha cleaned up?"

"Cuddle, please?" She lifted her arms up, and Gambit gratefully snuggled into them, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close to his warm body.

"Always, mon amour." He placed a kiss on her head. "Enjoy yaself?"

"Mmm, very much so." Shadow stretched out against him, and he had to ignore the limp stirrings of interest below his waist. "Thank you. Always appreciate when you do this for me."

"No problem, chère. Anytime." He nuzzled against her. "Still aways kinda surprises me what floats ya boat."

"Hehe, it's not anything special." Shadow smiled, running a finger up and down his muscled arm. "Just nice not to have to think, you know?"

"Sure." He nodded. "I get dat."

"I know you don't like calling me things like that."

"It...does feel wrong." Gambit admitted, shifting her in his arms so she looked at him. "But seeing de way you love it when we do dis? Makes up for it. Every time." He gently booped her nose with a finger. "No feelin' guilty for it."

"Hey, how'd you know-"

"I know you, mon ombre." Gambit smiled, leaning his head down to her. "Carryin' de weight of everyone's worries on ya shoulders." He brushed his nose against hers.

She smiled at him, one at reached her blue eyes and made them warm.

"Good thing I've got you here then, huh?"

"Oui." Gambit smiled, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to her lips.

They lay together for several long, peaceful minutes, lounging in their afterglow. At least, until Shadow traced her fingers up his thigh.

"You feel up for some more playtime, Cajun?" She asked coyly, looking up at him from under her lashes. "I'm sure there's something I can do for you..."

A slow grin spread across Gambit's face.

"Gambit's definitely got some ideas 'bout dat, chère." He purred, hands roving her body.

"Oh?" Shadow arched an eyebrow, giggling. She leant forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, and his eyes dropped to her bare breasts. "And what ideas are those, big boy?"

"Let me show you, mon amour..." Gambit rolled her onto her back, and dipped his head down to her.

They certainly wouldn't be getting up early the next morning...

[crescentfool]

judgement day 🌕

[andy-clutterbuck]

[lilypadpanda]

Tutu giving Mytho back the Heart Shards like:

[brookriver]

every time im sick i draw my ocs as furries to keep my spirits up

[scarefox]

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THE STAGE DELI : famous for both its celebrity clients and its menu, which often references celebrities. If your muse had food named for them here, WHAT WOULD IT BE ?

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[shadowphoenixrider]

Late Night Lagniappe

(It's bedtime for Shadow and Gambit. Gambit's ready to call it a night. Shadow, on the other hand, has other ideas... This is PwP - there is no plot in this smut, just self-indulgent naughty business below the read more. Enjoy!)

"Quiet night, chère?" Gambit asked as Shadow walked out their shared bathroom, dark eyes wandering over her. Clad in loose, long-sleeved grey pyjamas, the cotton was soft against his skin as she climbed into bed next to him.

"I think so, big guy," she said, planting a chaste kiss to his lips. "If you can keep your hands to yourself."

Her mischievous grin made him chuckle, tugging her closer.

"Me? Chère, Gambit be nothin' if not a gentleman." He grinned back, his heart skipping at her giggle.

"Uh huh, sure." Another kiss, this time to the tip of his nose. "Alright, Cajun. Time to get some rest."

Gambit leaned over to flick the light off before he laid down next to Shadow, curling his large body around hers. She wiggled back against him, her back fitting almost perfectly against his chest, tucked up just under his chin.

"G'night, mon cœur." He rumbled into her ear.

"G'night, Remy." She replied, gently squeezing the hand close to her. "Love you."

"Love you too."

As Gambit closed his eyes, that's where he figured it would end, like it had many other nights before. They would fall asleep entwined together, and wake up with him in a completely different position, and her having stolen all of the blankets.

Shadow was a little restless, adjusting how she was lying on her side, but that wasn't unusual. Like him, she struggled to stay still for long periods of time, although her need to move was something other than the ceaseless churn of kinetic energy burning under the skin.

However, her movements were starting to get...suspect. With Shadow's backside against his hips, it was no wonder that sometimes her body moving against him would have unintentional consequences, yet this time...the little wiggles, the little arches into him were just too teasing. Too deliberate. Especially since they were working.

After giving her a couple of extra minutes of grace, Gambit pinned one of her hands to the bed, and leaned over to whisper in her ear:

"What are you up to, brigand?"

Shadow froze, before she turned her head slightly, one eye looking up at him through the mass of her curly hair.

"Um. So it turns out I'm not as tired as I thought I was?" A wide, 'innocent' grin spread across her lips. "Sorry?"

Gambit chuckled, shaking his head.

"So ya think just 'cos you be bored, you can disturb Gambit's sleep?" He asked smoothly, letting his lips brush over her ear.

"I'm sorry Remy, I didn't mean to," she began; he silenced her needless apology by pressing a kiss to her pulse point.

"Ah ah ah, none of dat." He purred, curling closer, pressing his growing hardness against her. "If ya jus' wanted to play wit Gambit, ya jus' had to ask..." His hand slid up her arm to cup her petite breast. He grinned when her breath hitched, excitement building for what was to come.

"Gambit..." She sighed, wriggling back into his body, Gambit grunting pleasantly as she ground against him.

"Though it feels to me you want Gambit to play wit you..." He rumbled lowly, sliding his other hand under her to the other breast. A firm squeeze of them both coaxed a moan from her, sparking pure heat into his groin.

He nuzzled into her neck and pressed kisses to it as he fondled her, nipples peaking under his touch. Shadow sighed, leaning her head back into him to grant him space to work, reaching back to grasp his own hair.

"Please..." Murmured Shadow, arching into his hands, writhing slowly against him. It was an erotic dance that drove him wild, and he was only too happy to guide her through the steps.

"Hmm?" Gambit hummed, flicking a nipple with his thumb. "Dat a 'please play wit me'? 'Please have ya way wit me'?"

"Yes!" She gasped as he pinched them. "Play with me, Gambit. Please..."

"Such a good girl." He cooed, rewarding her with a kiss on the cheek. "Ya wish be my command, chérie..."

Although the fabric muted Gambit's touch somewhat, there was something more teasing, more illicit about groping Shadow over her nightwear. A feeling she seemed to share, as she was in no hurry to shed them, even as his hand drifted down below her legs to brush against her heat, and the ever increasing damp spot forming there.

"Mmm, been workin' yourself up pretty well, haven't ya?" Gambit purred as she rolled her hips against his fingers. "Already so needy an' Gambit barely done anythin'." He let a deep chuckle roll out of his throat, delighting at the little shiver against him. "Maybe dat was what you were up to, hmm? 'Gettin' ready for bed'? Getting yaself all hot an' wet, jus' for Gambit..."

"No, I wasn't." Shadow protested. "I was actually getting ready to sleep. I just..."

"Jus' got horny?" He smirked over her shoulder.

"Yeah!" She shot him an annoyed Look, one that thrilled him down to his core. "Don't act like this hasn't happened before, Cajun!"

"Oh, it sure has, an' Gambit certainly not complainin'. Jus' makes him wonder, ya know? What 'bout just lying next to me gets ya all hot under de collar..." He mused, tracing little circles against her clothed mound with his finger, and pretending not to notice her hips following his motion.

It was Shadow's turn to shoot him a grin, reaching back to sink her hand into his thick hair.

"Are you kidding? You're wondering why me lying up close to the sexiest man I know, and having him all to myself with no interruptions, might make a little bit horny?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"Why thank you for de compliment, chère!" Gambit grinned widely, unable to resist giving her an affectionate peck on the lips. "Gambit glad he can drive ya wild jus' with his presence."

"Oh, there are other things, too."

"Hmm?" He leaned closer. "An' what would dose be, mon ombre?"

"Take a wild guess, Cajun." She teased, before she yanked on his hair to lock their lips together, and Gambit felt himself ignite. He swept his tongue into her mouth as soon as he could, his cock throbbing at the soft little whimper she made. He wanted to devour her, and with how pliant her body was becoming under his hands, she'd probably let him.

The hand at her breast left only to tug her shirt up and over them, immediately pinching her pointed nipple and catching her gasp into his mouth.

Her grip was loosening as she slowly began to fall under his spell, losing herself in the pleasure he lavished upon her. He grinned smugly through their kiss, even as it became sloppy and messy.

"Think I know what it is." Gambit mused as they finally broke the kiss, rocking his hips against her. "Ya know what I can do to you. You know I can have ya squirmin' and beggin' like a slut with jus' dese hands alone." His grin widened as her breath caught at the back of her throat. "An' dat's jus' what ya want, isn't it?" His lips brushed against her ear, voice low and sensual. "You want ya Gambit to have his way with you, play with you like a little toy. Don't you?"

A shiver shot up Shadow's spine, and he had to bite back his own groan as he felt it against his bare stomach.

"Please, Remy..." She mewled, and the groan escaped him this time. For a moment, he considered just skipping straight to the main event - pinning Shadow to the mattress and ploughing into that ass he loved so much.

He took a breath, letting the urge slip away like an outgoing wave. No. If his lady was hungry for him, he was going to make sure she fell asleep satisfied.

"Please what, chère?" He cooed wickedly, cackling when she whined.

"Please...Gambit!" He could hear the request lodged on the tip of her tongue.

"Gambit can't give ya what you want if you don' tell him, chérie~." His sing-song tone would have gotten him pinched, had Shadow not been wrapped up in a pleasure-drunk haze.

"Please! I...I want..."

"You can do it, chère." He murmured lovingly. "Don' think about it. Jus' say from de heart. Let me help you." He pressed his fingers just a bit tighter into the bud of nerves under those soft pyjama trousers, crooking the tip just slightly.

"Ahh~! I want, I want you to play with me, please!" It came out in a gasped rush, her back arching. Gambit beamed, pressing kisses to her cheek and neck.

"Dere we go, dere's a good girl. Tellement fier de toi. Doin' so good for me." He smiled against her skin. "Now den, my treasure, do you want Gambit to leave his little calling cards on you?" Lips curled back so she felt teeth. "Let de others know what we were doin' tonight?"

He slowed his ministrations so she could give a clear answer, watching her dark, pleasure-glazed eyes flick back and forth in thought.

"No, not tonight." She replied, and Gambit nodded. A wicked grin grew across his lips.

"Ah, so you wanna keep dis liaison a secret? Gambit can work with dat." The Cajun chuckled deeply, letting it thrum through the woman in his arms. "Dey never gonna know what I be doin' to ya tonight." His eyes flashed eagerly. "Yess, dis gonna be our little secret. Our secret little pleasure."

"Yes!" Came Shadow's breathy little reply, an enraptured smile pulling at her own lips at the idea.

"Ah ah ah," Gambit tutted softly, the hand at her breast pulling away to gently cover her mouth. "Dat means no more talk from you 'til de morning, mon petite ombre." He grinned. "An' keep dose pretty moans o' yours quiet. Don' want dem to come an' interrupt us, would we?"

She shook her head rapidly, and he chuckled. "Dere's a good girl..."

Gambit started to lazily trail kisses along her neck, nipping at her pulse point, beating fast under his lips. The hand that had been slowly and surely turning Shadow's pyjama bottoms into a wet mess moved away from its position, up, and under the waistband, carding through the thick thatch of hair on her mound before returning to its position at her apex. Shadow uttered a muffled little gasp as his fingers pressed against her swollen bud, rolling it under the pad.

"Look at ya dance..." He purred as her hips began to rock with his motions. "So desperate for me..." Gambit had to close his eyes as Shadow made a soft whimper at the back of her throat, her back arching against him. "Merde, mon ombre, drivin' me crazy..." He growled.

Despite his cock aching impatiently, Gambit continued his ministrations, massaging and playing with her clit, occasionally dipping down to trail his fingertips over and through her wet folds. Shadow was doing an excellent job staying quiet, all breathless gasps and soft sighs, and he murmured little praises into her ear, nibbling her neck as she squirmed against him.

Eventually the Cajun decided to indulge himself, tugging his shorts and Shadow's pyjama bottoms down, uttering a soft sigh as his length was freed.

"Help me out here, chère." Gambit murmured softly. He smiled when she wiggled her legs, kicking the bottoms off under the duvet to be rediscovered in the morning. "Merci, good girl." He pressed a kiss to her head, repositioning himself behind her. "Time to have some proper fun with ya..."

Gambit lifted Shadow's leg up and lined his cock up against her entrance. He grinned at the shudder he felt run up her spine.

"So eager, so ready for me..." He purred in her ear, sliding his cock's blunt head teasingly against her, pulling away every time she tried to angle her hips to catch him. "Feelin' empty? Want Gambit to fill ya up?"

Shadow whined eagerly, nodding vigorously behind his hand, and he had to breathe through the near-painful throb through his length.

"Dere's a good girl." He soothed. "Jus' relax now..."

Gambit slid into her in a slow, smooth motion, uttering a low relieved groan as he hilted himself within her. "Merde, Shadow, ya feel so good!" She wriggled against him, trying to press him even deeper within her, and Gambit's dark eyes rolled to the back of his head.

It took everything he had to hold still for a minute to let his lady adapt, despite her impatient wiggling. But when he started moving, Gambit swiftly accelerated the pace, quickly pounding into her. Shadow grasped the hand still clamped around her mouth, pressing it tightly to her lips as she moaned.

"Ahh, jus' can' help yaself, can ya?" He growled, biting her neck. "Little pleasure slut-!" Her muffled moan had his own roll from his throat.

Gambit threw the duvet off them, its weight now just irritating and getting in the way; it didn't matter if the pretence of secrecy was dropped, as they were both too consumed by lust to care. Bless her, Shadow was still clinging to his command for silence, but even her gasps and whines and whimpers were loud against his hand as her pleasure spiralled higher and higher.

He bent over her, changing his angle as best he could as the pressure gathered and built deep within him, every sensation sharpening and strengthening.

"Fuck, dat's it, dere's a good girl." He rambled. "Doin' so good fer Gambit!"

Ribbons of light flashed under Shadow's pale skin as her powers slipped away from her, the ghostly whispers of her awareness brushing against him; she was getting close.

With a grunt, the hand holding her leg up snaked down to her clit, rubbing it roughly. "C'mon chérie, dat's it now," he rumbled urgently into her ear as she keened under his hands, "doin' so good, let me take ya. Dat's it, dat's it- c'mon, come for me chère! Come for ya Gambit!"

Shadow arched against him with a muffled cry, her powers lighting her up as she came around him. Gambit fell apart seconds later, thrusts stuttering against her hips as he emptied himself within her.

They sagged into a tangled heap, exhausted. Gambit nuzzled against Shadow's cheek, pulling his hand away from her mouth.

"Doin' okay, Ombre?" He murmured softly, pressing light kisses to her face.

"Yeah! Yeah I'm good...!" Shadow replied breathlessly, tilting her head over to give him a kiss in the vague direction of his mouth. She smiled, wrapped in a happy, euphoric daze that made him pull her closer into his embrace.

"Enjoy yaself?" He grinned as she nodded, her eyelids starting to droop. "Aww, looks like Gambit fucked ya to sleep!" He flinched away at her half-hearted attempt to bonk him on the head, grin only broadening.

"You're such a twat sometimes, Remy." Said Shadow, leaning over to give him a proper kiss. "But thank you for this...Fuck, that was so good..."

"De rien, mon ombre." He nuzzled against her, lovingly rubbing her side. "Ya know Gambit always want to make his lady feel good."

"That you do..." She murmured, tucking herself in close to him.

"Guessin' now ya gonna let me sleep?" Gambit teased.

"Mmm, now you've tired me out, yeah." Shadow giggled, reaching out to touch his hip. "Just...stay in me, please?"

The Cajun's eyebrows rose, a smile slowly sliding across his lips.

"Of course, mon amie," he said, reaching to pull the duvet back over them. He settled down around her, hips pressed comfortably to her backside. "Never thought you'd be one fer this." She blushed, and he couldn't help himself: "Guess ya jus' like the feeling of Gambit's cock, non?"

"Oh hush, you!" She swatted at him. "Don't go getting a big head about it."

"Gambit jus' playin'." He assured her, tucking his head close to hers. "Bonne nuit, chère. Fais de beux rêves."

"Same to you, big guy." Shadow replied, her voice already starting to drift off. "Sleep well, an' sweet dreams..."

Gambit smiled fondly at her.

"Dey always are wit you, mon cœur."

[queenlua]

Bruno Latour's "Why Has Critique Run Out Of Steam?" but instead of critique he's analyzing the limits of whatever erotic AU verse is currently in vogue on AO3

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Video Game Track Bracket Round 2

C-R-O-W-N-E-D from Kirby's Return to Dream Land Deluxe

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Dark Cloud ~ Main Theme:

This music is played for an in game AMV of pieces and times in the game before the main menu. Listen to that violin! The castanets! The feeling of a medieval bar and someone performing as they regale people with stories of their accomplishments

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M E: EVERYONE SHUT *UP*!!! Shinigami Record by Jin is playing!!!!

[usertoxicyaoi]

watching ep 5 with subs back now and you know what yes segasaki was a dick he shouldnt have trivialiased yoh's passion for manga and his dream of being a successful manga artist like that. and yes he shouldnt have planted a tracker on him either. but i love that we get all this. yes segasaki can be such husband material goals and know exactly how to care for and look after yoh so much so that that's all he wants to do and cherishes doing in a caregiver role. but there's also this extremely over protective and possessive side of him that claims yoh as his. and yes! thank you for showing that segasaki is not perfect once again!!! bc he isnt unlike how that editor describes him at the start of the ep or how man-san sees him!!! and good on yoh for fighting back! for telling him he is human and has dreams and aspirations outside of their ~relationship~ and whatever 'positions' and 'roles' they occupy themselves in it. good on yoh for walking out and once again showing segasaki that he can and will bite back even though he does love it when segasaki takes care of him and loves him. and we all know that yoh isn't perfect either. he's a brat and wavers between loving the codependency and the sex and then loathing it and overthinks himself into a confused hesitant mess and holds very little value of himself and drinks to avoid feeling and needs word as affirmation (when he himself doesn't quite know how to approach segasaki or talk to him) when segasaki uses every other love language in the world that screams "i love you!!" - and thats another flaw segasaki has though he's gradually getting a little better - etc etc etc.

it just makes their dynamic even more compelling and interesting and gives them room to address this particular issue they have, if they will, in future episodes.

[volt-reblogs-n-rambles]

I know the whole Persona 4 domain registration thing is DEFINITELY a remake but it'd be REALLY funny if we got a new Arena game instead.

[dia-smthidk]

if I get told ONE MORE TIME that “Gooseworx doesn’t want us to ship characters” or “ewww that ship is pedo bc [TADC character that is an ADULT] is [ADULT AGE] and [ANOTHER ADULT TADC CHARACTER] is [ANOTHER ADULT AGE]” I’m gonna whip out the piss-filled Raid Spray Bottle™️

[biitchcakes]

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a small inspo collection from my Jess Fashion pinterest board .

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