God, the intimacy of Astarion feeding from you.
Astarion drinking from your neck as he pulls your body closer to his in bed, his chest up against your back, his arms wrapped around your waist. It's a casual thing, now, his whispered can I? and your answering nod, as much a part of your bedtime routine as your bath or his curl care. You sigh as his fangs pierce your skin and his fingers flex against your stomach. His breath hitches when the taste of you hits his tongue, and that's familiar too, the physicality of it, the noises he makes low in his throat as he drinks, the way he grows warmer against you as your blood begins to flow through his veins. Nothing else makes you feel so heady, so intoxicated- so comforted.
Astarion drinking from your wrist when he’s starving for it and can’t wait to get you more comfortable. Pulling him into an alleyway one night on the way home from the Elfsong because you can see how badly he's craving in the way he can't keep his eyes off of the pulse point in your neck. He seizes your arm with both hands (can I? Yes-), bringing the soft skin on the inside of your wrist to his lips. He has just enough presence of mind to kiss the heel of your hand distractedly before he bites, fangs sliding through your skin and into the vein. The sound he makes can only be described as a growl, something feral and possessive (and you'll never tell him that it turns you on, since he would be insufferable about it- a promise to yourself that lasts exactly as long as the space between the moment and the next time you're tipsy and want him).
(NSFW Below!)
Astarion drinking from your inner thigh, one hand holding your leg steady and the other cupping your cunt. You groan, eyes shut in pleasure, as his thumb comes to rub your clit. The pain of the bite is barely pain this way- it collides with the pleasure in your belly and sends you almost out of your mind, overwhelmed with sensation and heat. He takes you all the way there, takes just enough from you to have you relaxed and pliant and soaring somewhere above your own body, plays you like an instrument with all the knowledge of you he's gathered over the months, the years. He knows when you're close, knows to crook his fingers inside you just so, knows the reaction he's going to get when he pulls away from your thigh for just a moment and looks up at you with dark eyes and tells you to come for him, he wants to see it, you fall apart so beautifully and it's all for him, isn't it, tell him how good he makes you feel and when you climax with his voice in your ear and the scent of blood on the air he has the audacity to laugh at how well he understands you, your body.
He's soft, after, softer than he'll ever be with anyone who isn't you. He licks you clean before he takes you to the bath, carrying you with the strength your lifeblood gives him. It's the least he can do for you, with everything you've given him: not just your body, but your trust, your closeness, and he will never stop being grateful.
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HC's about your choice and I would like to challenge you to use this song for motivation!
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TokRev x Reader: Risky Sex
♡ NSFW, needy!reader, fem reader, oral->fem receiving, exhibitionism, sex in Shin's bikeshop, sex in a dressing room, teasing, these men are cocky fr, also Tora has a tongue piercing because I said so ♡
Characters: Shinichiro and Kazutora (separately)
note: as soon as I heard the song I knew what direction I wanted to go with this and I kinda went overboard 😭 Sarah Ilysm for this 🩷 also I proofread this so yea my eyes hurt lol
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Shinichiro
You honestly couldn't help yourself when it came to Shin, especially when he was working on a bike, he always looked so hot when he was focused. As he was about to get up from his place on the floor you ambushed him, positioning yourself in his lap and wrapping your arms around him. He pulled his cigarette out of his mouth and put it out in the ashtray, focusing all his attention on you.
"What is it darling? Feeling affectionate?"
You couldn't even be bothered to respond, too busy grinding against the growing bulge in his pants. He chuckled at your neediness before planting a deep kiss on your lips.
"You sure you want me to fuck you here? Anyone could walk in on us."
Did he really just ask you that? As if he didn't see the desperate look in your eyes, like he didn't feel how hard your nails were digging into his back, itching to tear his clothes off.
"Shin, please!"
"Please what darling?"
"Please fuck me~"
That's all he needed to hear, as a matter of fact, he could live off of those words alone. He undid your pants before pushing you onto the cold floor and undoing his belt. The adrenaline coursed through his veins as the thought of being caught flashed in his head. But that didn't matter, all that mattered was how pretty you looked underneath him and how badly you needed him. He started off slow, setting a pace that only made you beg for him even more. Your whining was his signal to go faster, to go deeper, to be rougher. His hands held your legs down, spreading them as far apart as possible so he could hit every nerve. His cock rammed in and out of you so fast that your legs started to involuntarily close, but he wasn't gonna let that happen.
"Uh-uh sweetheart, don't try to get away. You wanted this remember? You were begging for me to fuck you and now you can't take it? Just be a good girl for me and take it ♡"
Fortunately, you two finished up without getting caught. It also goes without saying that he left you completely satisfied, filled to the brim, and unable to walk properly.
Kazutora
You had been out shopping with Tora all day and you didn't know why, but everything this man did was about to send you over the edge. The adoration in his eyes whenever you tried something on and the endless flow of compliments would've polluted your ego, if they hadn't gone straight to your pussy. You were already on your last straw when you came out of the dressing room in a tight black dress, praying that he'd hold off on the compliments for once.
"You look absolutely stunning angel, I love how you look in that, you'd look even better with it off though ♡"
Your hand gripped the doorway of the dressing room as you felt your legs about to give out on you. There was no way you were gonna be able to hold out until you got home, you needed him now. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into the dressing room, closing and locking the door behind you.
"Do you have any clue what you're doing to me right now?"
"Of course I do, because I'm doing it deliberately."
"You're such a jackass!"
"I know, but I'm your jackass."
He pushed you onto the bench of the dressing room and was immediately in between your legs. His calloused hands pulled up your dress and pried your legs open, his tongue brushing over your clothed clit as he licked over the wet spot on your panties.
"Look at you, so fucking wet for me princess ♡"
His teeth hooked into the waistband of your underwear, pulling them off of you in an agonizingly slow manner.
"Tora, stop teasing!"
"Okay okay! I'm sorry angel, I'll stop teasing ya."
He gently pressed his thumb onto your clit, rubbing circles and applying more pressure as you got wetter. His thumb was quickly replaced by his tongue and you felt a chill go down your spine as the cold metal of his piercing hit your clit. This definitely didn't go unnoticed by him either.
"Aww angel, do you like it when I press my piercing on your pretty little clit?"
You could only nod in agreement as your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as you grinded against him. His grip on your thighs tightening as you came, leaving the bottom half of his face soaked. Before you could even let what just happened sink in, there was a knock on the dressing room door.
"Ma'am are you okay in there? Do you need assistance?"
"No I'm okay, I'll be out in a second!"
Tora looked up at you with a smirk on his face before kissing your clit and getting up to help you fix your clothes.
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To be honest I'm spiraling a little bit about how much people refuse to see other human beings as human beings lately.
Humans are flawed. We hurt each other. Sometimes terribly. Sometimes unforgivably. Sometimes we commit monstrous acts that feel impossible to understand to most of us.
We are also good. Often in small, seemingly insignificant ways, but that matter in the aggregate. Sometimes it's big things, too. And sometimes we do incredible things that require bravery that most people have a hard time understanding how one can muster it.
But ultimately, we are human — the good, the bad, the ugly, the incredible, the mundane, the monstrous, the subtle evil, and the humble kindness — it's all so very, very human.
Most of us are complicated and inconsistent; our relationships with each other even more so. In the collective, it becomes complex enough that it requires whole fields of study.
People spend ages working to discover and understand themselves, never mind anyone else, and yet we are so arrogant and simplistic towards each other. We give ourselves the benefit of the doubt and yet struggle to not make snap decisions about one another's motivations.
And yet despite all that, it really is possible to approach each other with compassion and a willingness to understand. It is possible to care about multiple things at once. It is possible to hold onto multiple truths. It is possible to hold people accountable without cruelty and with honesty, yet understand the reasons why they acted the way they did. It is possible to balance mercy and justice. And one without the other is not really either. I'm not saying it's easy, but it's possible.
It is possible. You don't have to dehumanize other people; that is a choice.
It's always a choice.
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once again i am comparing the difference between how jan and nace hold their own faces compared to how jan holds nace...
they're distorting their own faces with the force of their hands. they're in distress, they're in pain. they're both affecting their vision with their hands - jan is holding his eye open, nace is holding his closed. jan even has a finger in his mouth to open it.
jan's hand is gentle! he's cupping the side of nace's face rather than gripping it, there's no distortion of the skin. he's carefully avoiding nace's eyes and the reason we can't see them properly is because nace is choosing to look at jan. and mirroring jan's solo photo, his finger is almost in nace's mouth, but without distorting it.
what i'm basically saying is that in these photos, they're gentle with each other in ways that they're not gentle to themselves.
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So. Did you know there's a backstory to Dick's mullet?
Because there is.
Mirage convinced Dick to let her restyle him while she was impersonating Kori. Which he went along with, because Kori had been incredibly depressed for the last several weeks and nothing Dick said or did seemed to be helping her. Dick had pretty clearly hit the point where he was willing to do just about anything to make her happy again.
Which I know doesn't even begin to compare to the many other ways Mirage took advantage of him (trust me, I just read it,) but has made me hate the mullet jokes now, because that was not Dick's choice.
(I'm sure it's just a coincidence Dick's hair & costume came out of it looking a lot more like the future!Dick Mirage was pining over. Contrasts between future!Dick & the classic Discowing Dick was wearing in the arc right before this one below the cut.)
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Here's future!Dick...
....Aaaand Discowing.
Obviously, she somehow magically grew his hair out several inches. But even beyond that...
Look at the stripe shape & placement on the new suit, lining up with both future!Dick's stripes & his mesh armbands.
Look at the glove shape, going from a segmented gauntlet to a single elbow-length piece with a curved upper edge.
While Dick's boots are considerably less dramatic than his future self's thigh-highs, they are still much more strongly emphasized in Mirage's version of the costume.
While future!Dick has the diamond on his abdomen like Discowing, future!Dick's costume has much less detailing around his abdomen.
Discowing also isn't the one with a utility belt. A belt which just so happens to have the same insignia as future!Dick's shield. Weird that.
While neither of the prior versions have the little glider-cape, I would like to note it's something future!Dick probably could've gotten a lot of use out of, given the way his sidekick usually carried him around.
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So anyway, I have gone from being kinda tired of the mullet jokes to actively disliking them. Less jokes about the mullet, more jokes about the rat-tail please.
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