#i love when men stick their fucking noses in places where they dont belong

[handsomegentlebutch]

It's laughable to me the way that men (no matter their sexuality!) Think they Get a fucking say in the business of lesbians. Like. There's a gay man clowning in the notes of my memes. You don't even go here! Fuck off!

[randomliven]

Long post warning

Episode break down

Ep2 rewatch (ive seen all eps mutli times )

*Moving on up

*You got your own library?

*Letis fav wardrobe

*Angels & devils

*Xtina lies about leaving with Rose. Well xtina didnt kno all about what her father wanted to do completely

*The ring

*Code for slaves

*As long as you return for dinner

*Close personal friend

*I need salt (butler brings it

*Memory gone

*Were being watched ( blk folk changing under the eyes of the others)

*We are Not splitting up

*They not getting crazy white looks

*The whistle

*Guest of mr. Brathwhite (birth right)

* Always sticking they nose where it dont belong( like where rose is being kept

*Outside after dark again. They dont listen

*Ya mother told me " hanna escaped her masters house after a fire."

*Notoriously kind

*Whistle they forget again

*The liver is the only organ that regenerates

*Xtina gulps wine

*Family history book

*The symbol on the stone & xtina gives tic is on the robe

*That was their name therof

*Sharing of creation

* Adam put everything in its place

Xtina " stupid mincing troublemaking Bitch bought entropy and death.

Biblical lyricism is for the simple

"My daughter believes you can help in my aims but as you an see its little we agree on"

William he is a boy & a friend sometimes

Xtina "you should think about making some friends, Not all us white folk are out to get you"

(Girl aint you trying to use all his blood)

Anyone who encouters the guard dogs

So you a friend " then remove the spell

Unfortunately yall trapped trapped

She birthed a shaggoth from a cow for the 1st time

Project our deepest desires

Leti mom left her alone for more than a week

Fake tic. Snake tic.

Ji in combat uniform

Dorra "this isnt real"

After the thing with fake tic no wonder leti just let things happen

Xtina walking around gloss eyed watching the the men watch the "movie"

Men only.. (Xtina as william)

"Just because they dont want you hear dont mean youre not supposed to be here" (willtina)

Heres a sliver of my liver ... Dont eat that

Soo it just happens to find the bylaws was available for unc to read.

Unc is a freemason man

Loophole- direct decedents - sons among sons

Uuhhh get the fuck out, "thats an order"

William approves& also leaves

Zealot, book of names to spell his body

Do not mistake useful for indispensable

Leti smacked her with that shovel

Montrose escapes

Ill talk to my son how ever i want to

Book of names (book of life)

FORCE FIELD

(Xtina look like a ghost in the background)

(What was tina supposed to do against her father)

*He shoots unc cuz he knows thats who more important to tic

* xtina didnt even look over tic

Your father couldn't give two shits about you" tic

The things theyve done is unforgivable but we still coming running when they need help ...

"I didnt bring two of them"

"Willingly participate"

Being born a man" not even a white man as that"

Our destiny is not decided by our grandfathers

See it and seize it

Leti rearrested. Trauma 3

Montrose use to draw. Drew a 'colorful' welcome sign for the negro soldiers

Beat the black off my ass.

I want you to show him more of that love

I don't need your advice when it comes to raising my son .. ( Montrose repeating my son

He might not be yours...

Ion care if you got a bullet... We settled that.. You may be all tic has left.

Whitey on the moon

Opening the portal to Eden

He sees hannah prego with book

The Power Shift

The spell begins to fail

Two portals open

Tic over powers the spell

The mansion collapses

(Hannah come on boy this way)

How did the comic get on top of rubble later??

The silent conformation

(Never seen a black man cry like that)

The walk. The music.

Montrose holding his dead brother

[thatbeauadams]

Initial Meeting - Beau/Adam

WHEN: 5/24 WHERE: Dom Dorms WHO: Beau Adams and Adam Sylvester @dominantsylvester

After he'd gotten out some intial tension the day before, Beau was still on edge. Classes were a nightmare, he couldn't even think to edit his podcast, much less record. So instead he was wandering, trying to expend his nervous energy somehow. He found himself in the Dominant dorms where, unsurprisingly, the sound of sex reached his ears. Beau leaned against a wall and ran a hand over his face with a long sigh. "God what I wouldn't give to be bent over and pounded right now," he muttered, knowing that would give him the release he craved so much.

Adam Adam was minding his own business, as usual. He couldn't say he was in a particularly good mood, given everything that had happened recently, but he wasn't letting it show. He was heading back to his room after studying in the library, ignoring the very loud sex sounds coming from one of his neighbors, when he passed a sub in the hall and happened to hear him mutter to himself. Adam paused, surprised for s second, then turned to look at the sub. "...And what would you give? To be, as you say, bent over and pounded?" A slight smirk appeared on his lips.

Beau Beau opened his eyes to see who overheard him, the corners of his lips curling a bit when he took in the sight. Tall, dark and handsome - just how he liked his men. "Pretty much anything at this point. I don't even want to think about how long it's been and I could use a good release," he replied, still lazily leaning against the wall, interest clear on his face.

Adam Adam looked him up and down. He was attractive, that much was certain. Adam moved closer, into the sub's space, using his height to his advantage and pinning the sub against the wall with his eyes. "That's pretty much anything, Sir. I'm happy to bend you over and spank you as much as fuck you. I don't waste my time with subs who dont want to learn their place." He was still pissed off about the punishment, and how many people had fought him over using his title when he arrived. He wasn't going to mess around any more.

Beau The authority in the taller man's voice made him shiver, heat sparking in his dark eyes. "How do you feel about subs who need a reminder of where their place is, Sir?" he asked. "Sometimes spanking doesn't always do the trick, you know." Beau reached out and laid his hand on the Dom's chest, an impish smile touching his lips like he knew - or he was hoping that - he was playing with fire.

Adam Adam's eyes darkened. It was obvious that this sub was flirting, not actually challenging him. He wanted to be put in his place. And Adam wanted to relieve his frustration with submissives who didn't know how to be respectful. "Get on your knees," he ordered, staring him down. "I have no problem showing you where you belong, submissive."

Beau Beau licked his lips in anticipation, letting his hand trail down the Dom's chest as he moved to his knees slowly. "I do have a name, you know. Sir," he added cheekily, relying on sass to stoke the fire, hiding the desperate need he had to be used and hurt.

Adam Adam raised an eyebrow. "So do I. That doesn't mean you get to use it. Why should I use yours?" He ran his hand over the top of the sub's head, then cupped the back of it and pushed the boy's face into his crotch. "I don't need to know your name to put you in your place." He held him there for a moment, then stepped back. "Follow me. Crawl. You don't get to stand."

Beau The answer had him grinning. He barely held back a groan when his face was forced into the Dom's groin, and he couldn't help but nuzzle against him, inhaling deeply. Fuck he needed this. Beau was happy to crawl behind the Dom, his eyes on the other man's ass the entire way. "I really don't think I should be allowed clothes either, Sir," he pointed out.

Adam "What makes you think you get to ask for anything?" He would have maybe liked to have the boy naked, but he didn't want to let him decide anything, just on principle. "You're awfully demanding." He got to his door and opened it, then gestured inside. "In. Strip."

Beau He couldn't help but chuckle and shrug as he crawled into the Dom's bedroom, his dark eyes dancing. "Or impatient, but who can really tell?" Beau didn't hesitate before shucking his clothes off, sitting back on his heels once he was nude, the piercings in his nipples glinting as he moved.

Adam "Perhaps I'll have to teach you patience, submissive." He spotted the nipple piercings immediately and smirked. "I knew you were a slut." He reached down to pinch the sub's nipple, then straightened up and crossed his arms, looking down at him imperiously. "Limits and safe word, boy."

Beau "Many have tried and failed, Sir," he pointed out. Beau just smirked, humming happily when fingers tweaked his nipple, pleasure twisting down his spine. "That's not the only hardware I have, Sir." The ring through his cockhead was visible as well, though not as prominent just yet - he wasn't fully hard after all. "Limits - don't leave permanent marks, scat, anything vanilla... and my safeword is legend," he rattled off quickly.

Adam "You weren't scening with a Sylvester before," Adam informed him dryly. He raised an eyebrow at the boy's comment and looked down, spotting the little glint at the head of his cock. Oh, this boy was going to be fun. "That's it? If I tired you down, whipped you, and pissed on you, you wouldn't hit a limit?" He wasn't necessarily planning to do all that, but he did like more intense kinks, and he'd only just met this boy. Hadn't even fully met him at all, since he still didn't know his name. Adam wanted to be sure the sub was up for the kind of scene Adam wanted.

Beau He just smirked at that. Many Doms could try and tame him but Beau wouldn't find himself in that situation. He licked his lips as the Dom continued to speak, hands rubbing over his own thighs slowly. "Try it out. You might be surprised when I beg you for more."

Adam Apparently humiliation wasn't a limit either. Adam smirked. He could be down right evil when he wanted to be, and this boy was very literally asking for it. "Open your mouth, then." He undid his belt and wants and slipped his dick out from his boxers. He had to pee anyway, and he loved opening a scene by humiliating a submissive to let them know where they stood with him.

Beau He dug his fingertips into his thighs, licking his lips as he watched the Dom take his cock out. Oh god he wanted that in his mouth... Beau parted his lips obediently, even sticking his tongue out like he couldn't wait to taste the other man's piss, wondering if he would deliberately miss so he could feel it on his skin.

Adam Adam had only actually pissed on someone once before, with Silas, but he'd always fantasized about it. He relaxed and let his bladder go, and watched with immense satisfaction as it hit the boy in the nose. His aim had been a little off, apparently, but no matter. He redirected to get most of it in the boy's mouth, but watching it drip down his face was priceless. This was exactly what he needed to take out his frustration and relax. "Clean off the tip," he ordered when he finished, since there were a couple drops clinging to him.

Beau He couldn't help the groan that caught in his throat as the Dom's warm fluids hit his skin, his cock hardening at the degradation of it all. He swallowed the piss that landed in his mouth, his skin tingling as it slid down his cheeks and throat. Beau leaned in when he was told, wrapping his lips around the tip of the Dom's cock and swirling his tongue over the smooth skin, cleaning the remaining drops off as thoroughly as he could get away with.

Adam Adam let the sub lick his cock for a moment, because it felt fantastic. But it was too soon to let him have more than a taste. Adam stepped back and tucked his half hard cock into his pants. "Lick up what you let spill on the floor, boy," he said, looking down pointedly at the drips that had fallen from the sub's chin.

Beau Beau huffed when that thick cock was taken from him, but ran his tongue over his lips to help the taste linger. The command had him grinning, and he leaned over, dragging his tongue across the floor to lick up the spilled piss. He put on a show, humming happily as he cleaned it up, his ass pushed into the air, on display.

Adam God, he was hot. Where had this boy been hiding? Adam was definitely planning on getting his name, because they were going to have a repeat performance of this, but at the moment he liked the idea that he didn't even know the boy's name. He was just an anonymous submissive, just a toy to be used. "That's right, good slut," he hummed, watching the boy's ass. "When you've cleaned my floor, go to the bathroom and wash your face. It's filthy and I don't want you dripping piss on my floors all afternoon." He turned and walked away to sit on the couch.(edited)

Beau He appreciated the lack of 'possessive' terms that most Doms seemed to be fond of. This was completely anonymous, no strings, clearly a release they were both looking for. Beau glanced up and smirked, finishing licking up his 'mess' before heading into the bathroom, swinging his hips as he crawled. Once he was clean, he came to kneel in front of the Dom, brazenly smirking at him. "Thought you might be a fan of filthy sluts, Sir. I'm surprised."

Adam Adam gave the boy an unimpressed look. "A filthy slut is all well and good, but I don't want you getting it all over my things. I have a higher standard for my floors than for you. Now kiss my feet and apologise for your sass, and thank me for giving you my piss. I even let you taste my cock and didn't get so much as a thank you."

Beau The look only made him grin wider. Keeping eye contact as long as he could, he leaned down to kiss the Dom's shoes. "Thank you for your piss, Sir, I was so very thirsy for it. And for letting me taste your cock. I hope I get more of a taste later," he murmured.

Adam "Better," Adam said, though his tone was still less than pleased. "But I told you to apologise for your sass as well, submissive. Or are you incapable of following simple orders?" He reached down and grabbed the sub by the hair and yanked him up to make eye contact. "I'm still not convinced you're worth my time, slut. I don't give my cock to just anyone."

Beau He inhaled sharply as his hair was grabbed and his head was pulled back, though there was nothing but heat in his eyes. "Not incapable, Sir. I apologize if my sass offended you. I got the impression that you might have enjoyed it,' Beau offered. "What can I do to convince you I'm worthy of not only your time, but your cock and your cum?"

Adam Adam tugged again on his hair just because he could. "I'm not offended, slut. I just think you need to be put in your place." He shoved Beau's head down and released his grip. "Get up, bend over the couch and stick your ass up." He slid his belt out from his pants as he stood up.

Beau He groaned and shivered, his cock twitching as the bolt of pain washed through him. The slide of leather and clink of metal was so promising, and Beau couldn't get himself up over the couch fast enough. He bent over and arched his hips up, wiggling his ass at the Dom, taunting him almost.

Adam Adam didn't bother warning Beau before snapping his folded-over belt hard against the boy's ass. He smiled at the thick strip that appeared immediately. It didn't stand out much, given Beau's skin tone, but it was definitely visible. Adam hit him twice more in quick succession, one of the hits landing squarely on his sit spot. "Tell me what you need, submissive," he prompted in a cool tone.

Beau His jaw dropped open on a gasp when the belt landed on his ass, the pain blooming perfectly hot under his skin. Beau moaned in delight as the next two blows came, his head beginning to spin in the best way. “More, Sir. Harder,” he whispered. “Please.”

Adam Adam struck him twice more in a row, once on the thighs and once right across the ass. "Tell me why," he said sternly, and then brought the belt down again, harder. "Tell me why you need my belt to bruise your ass." Two more quick strikes, overlapping the others.

Beau His fingers dug into the couch cushions, grunting at the blows, his cock getting impossibly harder with each strike of the belt. He opened his mouth to reply, but the only noise that came out was a moan. Beau swallowed hard, licking his lips. “To show me my place, Sir. to make me@remember where I belong,” he gasped out, widening his stance to brace himself for more.

Adam "That's right," Adam said, finally showing some approval in his tone. Watching the submissive take his beating was making Adam get hard in his pants, but more than that, it was making a warm glow spread in his chest, a feeling of pride and accomplishment and power. He lined up the next strike right on the boy's sit spot, particularly hard. "And where do you belong, slut?"

Beau Though he hated it, he felt a heat that had nothing to do with lust bloom in his stomach at the praise. Beau whined at the hard hit to his sensitive spot. “On... on my knees, Sir. Or wh-wherever I’m told to be, Sir,” he added, daring a glance over his shoulder at the handsome Dom.

Adam "That's right, slut. That's were you belong." He struck him three more times, once on the thighs and twice across the whole of his ass, and then lowered the belt to his side. "On the floor," he ordered sternly. "You may thank me now."

Beau He took the last three blows with gasping cries, his stomach tight as he rode out the pain he needed so badly. Beau sank to his knees, his head in that beautiful place he wouldn’t admit he craved. “Thank you, Sir. Thank you for the reminder,” he breathed out, gingerly sitting back on his heels, hands resting on his thighs, his cock standing up proudly.

Adam At the sight of the submissive on his knees, looking properly humbled, no hint of defiance, with a prominently hard cock, Adam finally smiled. He ran his hand over the boy's hair gently. "You're welcome. I will remind you as often as you need of where you belong, submissive." He set the belt down on the side table and undid his pants again. "You've earned another taste. Come here." He didn't take off his pants, just undid the fly and pulled his cock out of his boxers.

Beau He tried not to, but he leaned into the touch, a little sigh pushing from his lips. Beau didn’t want to need this... but he did. His dark eyes widened hopefully and he shuffled over, fitting himself between the Dom’s thighs. “Thank you, Sir,” he purred, leaning in to wrap his lips around his cock, groaning happily as the musky taste filled his mouth.

Adam Adam would never tire of watching a submissive who had actually given in and let themselves be soothed by their submission and Adam's power over them. That little sigh the boy gave was everything. Adam had thought he was sexy and interesting when he was being sassy, but this was incredible, if nothing else because it felt earned, because they'd both had to work to get the boy to this point, where the defiance melted away. He gripped the sub's hair, but still gave the boy room to move, letting him control the blow job for now. He was clearly enjoying himself, and he had earned a treat. Not to mention, it felt wonderful.

Beau He hummed happily, his hands on his thighs as he slowly bobbed his head over the Dom’s lap. The grip on his hair made things even better, lips sliding over the thick, delicious length of him. Beau sucked gently on him, his lips tightening around the head, tongue teasing over the smooth skin.

Adam Adam let the boy suck for a while, since it was a reward, after all. But he didn't actually want to come yet. The boy had asked to be bent over and fucked, back in the hallway, and Adam still intended to do that. So eventually he pulled the boy back by the hair, making him pull off of Adam's cock. "That's enough, slut. You don't get to taste my come today. You might earn that privilege another day, but not today."

Beau He lost track of time, sucking the Dom’s thick cock, the act just making him so happy. So he whined when he was pulled off, his lips slightly swollen and wet. “Please, Sir? Please?” He asked in a ragged voice.

Adam There were few things Adam liked better than hearing a submissive beg for him. And denying them. "No," he said with a smirk, stroking himself lazily. "Get up and lean over the back of the couch. I'm going to go and get something, and when I come back, I want to see yourself fingering yourself open using your own spit as lube." Without waiting for Beau to respond, he turned and left the room. He was only getting lube and a condom, but he took his time, enjoying the idea of making the boy wait. He put the condom on, and after a few minutes strolled back into the living room.

Beau He huffed but struggled to his feet, leaning over the couch again. Beau sucked messily on his fingers and reached back, pushing one finger into himself. The pain stung through him as he pressed against the marks on his ass, but it just made him move his fingers faster, the need to be filled rising uncontrollably.

Adam Adam came back to find the submissive bent over the couch and fingering himself, just like he'd been told. "Good boy," he praised as he came up behind him and squeezed a handful of the boy's ass, making sure tp press his fingertips into the marks on his sit spot. "Is your slutty hole ready for my cock? Or do you need to open yourself more first? I'll wait. It's a nice view, watching you get yourself ready to be used like a cumdump."

Beau Beau arched and pushed into the hand grabbing his ass, his fingers still sunk into his hole. “Do you want to watch, Sir?” he asked, adding a second finger with a slight wince. “I’m still looking to prove that I’m worth your cock,” he murmured, arching back into his own touch.

Adam Adam grinned. "Well, prove it, then." He continued to squeeze and prod the submissive's ass, heedless of whether he made things more difficult for the boy. He looked so good like this, preparing himself for Adam's cock like his ass was an offering.

Beau The pressure on his bruised ass just made the pleasure of his fingers inside him even better. Beau groaned as he continued to stretch his hole, spitting briefly on his fingers again before adding a third to open himself up wide. “What else can I do, Sir? How can I prove my worth as a cumdump for you?”

Adam Fuck, this was hot. He could watch this all day. Well, except that he was going to want to stick his cock deep in that boy's ass very soon. Just for fun, he slapped the submissive's ass cheek before going back to squeezing it. "Beg, slut. Beg me to fuck you like you need."

Beau He gasped harshly, the bloom of pain making him arch. He swallowed hard, still in the state of mind but enough of himself to hesitate to beg. “Please Sir... please fuck this hole, use my ass for your pleasure... bend me over and pound me Sir, please,” he breathed out, his voice rising to a whine.

Adam Adam detected a slight hesitation, which told him that the humiliation was probably starting to get to the boy. It was a difficult line to find, since it varied person to person, but the last thing he wanted to do was push the boy so far that he fell out of the subspace he'd found when Adam belted him. So Adam decided to ease up, but without seeming to pull back, because that would likely confuse the sub. "That's right, that's a good boy. A very good slut, asking for what you need from me. Get your fingers out of the way now, and lean on the couch."

Beau The praise was always so confusing, craved and resented, but he smiled anyway. Beau eagerly pulled his fingers out of his ass, spreading his legs and leaning over the couch to open himself up for the Dom. “Please fuck me, Sir, I need it... need your cock,” he finished in almost a whisper, his tone pleading.

Adam Adam held onto the boy's hip with one hand and used the other to spread some lube onto his cock before he guided it into the sub's hole. It was tight, he hadn't stretched himself for all that long, and Adam groaned as the head of his cock pushed past the initial resistance and into the heat and friction he found inside. "That's a good slut," he murmured again as he pushed in further. He moved his hand, no longer needing to use it on his cock, and slapped the boy's ass again, right over the stripes that colored his sit-spot. The pain had clearly pushed him into subspace, and Adam wanted to keep the boy in a headspace where submission was easy and good.

Beau Beau loved how his hole burned as the Dom pushed into him, not quite stretched enough for the thick girth. “Fuck, s’good, Sir,” he slurred out, arching back into him. He let out a low sound when his ass was slapped, right in the perfect spot. “Fuck yes, Sir, please more,” Beau whined without thinking, the pleasure of being so full incredible with the bite of pain.

Adam Yes, that was what Adam wanted the boy to sound like. Blissed out, no trace of self-consciousness left, no hesitation to be for more. Perfect. And if pain was what got him there, Adam was more than happy to deliver. He pushed hard into the boy's ass, burying another three inches of his length, and he squeezed the sub's ass with one hand, making sure his fingers and blunt, trimmed nails dug into the places the belt had marked.

Beau His lower back arched hard, pushing back to try and get more of the Dom’s cock inside of him. He was greedy for more, more sensation to make his head spin. “Please... oh fuck, Sir, give me all of it please, fill me with your cock, Sir,” he begged, bringing one knee up onto the couch to open himself up wider.

Adam When the boy moved, Adam slipped in another inch without even trying. He pulled back, gripping the boy's hips tightly, and then pushed in farther, finally burying himself fully in the boy. He paused there, giving him a moment to adjust, making sure that the stretch wasn't too much. As he waited, he reached around to find the boy's cock and finger the decoration in its tip.

Beau The burn only added to how incredible this felt, a thick cock buried in his throbbing ass. Beau panted once the Dom was fully inside of him, his hips jerking as his cock was teased. “Like that, Sir?” He asked breathlessly, a hint of cockiness creeping back into his tone.

Adam That sounded like the cocky, sassy boy of twenty minutes ago, and Adam couldn't have that, of course. He shifted his hand down to grip the shaft of the submissive's cock and squeezed tightly. "I like that it got nice and hard from me using your holes," he growled. Then he pulled back, gripped the boy's hips with both hands, and slammed into him, his hips slapping against the boy's ass.

Beau His fingers dug into the couch and he gasped loudly, the squeeze to his cock almost the wrong side of painful. “Love... having them... used, fuck!” His voice rose on a shout as the Dom really began to fuck him, knocking all the sassy comebacks from his mind with just one thrust, the only sound he was capable of making a wanton moan.

Adam God, that moan went straight to Adam's cock. He started to rock his hips properly, pumping into the boy at a quick tempo. After a moment, he reached around him again, this time feeling for his nipples and their silver piercings. He found one, and pinched it, not too hard, the tugged on it.

Beau Beau gripped onto the couch hard, his cock twitching with every slam inside of him. When he felt fingers on his nipples, he arched up, which was apparently just the right angle. On the next thrust, that thick cock hit him just right, pulling a shout from the sub.

Adam Adam stopped holding back at this point, and started to slam into the boy with all the force he could muster. He pinched the boy's nipple much harder, then dropped his hand to the sub's hip in order to use both hands to hold him in place. His fingers dug into the boy's skin as he pumped into him at a breakneck pace.

Beau Beau let out a cry as the Dom started pounding his ass in the way he craved. He whimpered loudly, pushing his hips back into the thrusts, every one hitting his prostate in the most delicious way. “Sir... f-fuck, please.... fuck!” Adam Adam could feel his orgasm coming. He was so close. He reached around the boy again, this time wrapping his fingers around his cock and stroking it in time with his thrusts. "You can come, slut," he growled into the boy's ear. "Come for me." He kept stroking the sub even as he tipped over the edge into his own orgasm and groaned loudly.

Beau He gasped as fingers wrapped around his length, the order to come surprising him in the best way. Beau let himself succumb to the pleasure and faint throbbing over his ass and thighs. He let out a shout as he obeyed, covering the Dom’s hand and the couch below in his release, his ass gripping tight around the thick length still inside him.

Adam The submissive came only moments after Adam did, and the Dom stroked him through it, still buried inside him, until both of their orgasms seemed to have faded. He pulled the boy back against him, his back to Adam's chest, and wrapped his arms around him to just hold him there for a moment while he came down from the high of his orgasm. "Good boy," he murmured, his voice still heavy. "Good boy." After a bit, Adam loosened his grip and shifted back so his softening cock could slip out of the boy.

Beau He struggled to catch his breath, leaning back into the Dom’s strong chest. The praise sank into him, almost like a touch on his sweaty skin. Beau managed to keep himself from whimpering when the Dom pulled out of him, and he put one hand onto the couch, keeping himself upright as his knees weren’t quite back to normal yet. “Thanks for that, Sir,” he said once he’d managed to catch his breath.

Adam "You're welcome," he said softly as he stepped back from the sub, though he kept his hands on him. "You did very well. Such a good boy. Sit on the couch for me, you've earned a rest. I'm going to clean up and then I'll be right here with you."

Beau This was always an awkward time for him, when he both craved and resisted the contact, the care. But he didn’t pull away from the hands as he climbed on the couch, avoiding the wet spot. “Thanks, Sir. Uh... mind if I get cleaned up once you’re done?”

Adam Adam was taking care of his condom and then getting kleenexes to wipe himself off and clean off the boy's come from his hand and the couch. He looked over when he spoke. "Of course." He bent down to wipe some residual come off of the boy's cock with a tissue. "Please feel free to tell me what you want, what kind of aftercare you like. I want you to be comfortable, and to rest a while."

Beau The high of subspace was fading, his usual demeanor coming back. He sat up, running a hand over his curls. “Uh, really I just need to get cleaned up and I can be out of your hair,” Beau said with a shrug.

Adam Adam gave the boy a slightly stern look. "It sounds like you weren't listening. Feel free to use the bathroom if you want to clean up or shower, but I want you to rest before you go, and I want to take a look at your ass to double check it's alright. Aftercare is non-optional."

Beau He cocked one eyebrow. So much for his comfort then. “I can rest in my room, Sir,” he pointed out as he walked towards the bathroom, his gait a bit off thanks to the pounding his ass had taken.

Adam Adam frowned. Back to the sassy submissive he'd met in the hallway, then, but this time he didn't want somethin from Adam. He caught up to the boy in a long stride and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around. "Aftercare is non-optional," he repeated. "It can take whatever form you want, but I'm not going to let a submissive that I humiliated, belted, and fucked just walk out the door three minutes later. It's unsafe." He frowned a little deeper, wondering if the boy really didn't know why after care was necessary, or if he just didn't want it, and which of the two was more concerning. His tone gentled a little. "Aftercare is important for both of us, it's the only way that scenes like what we just did are safe."

Beau Instinct made him jerk out of the Dom’s hold. Well this was one way to kill the high of what just happened. Beau didn’t really know why it would be considered unsafe if he just went back to his own room and chilled out - none of the other Doms he’d been with had an issue with that - but he just answered with a shrug, not particularly wanting to get into it. “Whatever floats your boat, Sir. I’ll be out in a few,” he said before ducking into the bathroom to shower the sweat off his skin.

Adam Adam dropped his hand when the boy jerked out of it, feeling confused. Had something gone wrong? From his perspective, it had been a very enjoyable scene, and suddenly the sub seemed to want nothing to do with him. He just blinked for a second, then nodded. He wasn't going to stop the boy from taking a shower. He even went to get the boy's clothes and put them on the sink counter while he was in the shower, in case he wanted to dress. Adam put on a pair of loose running shorts and an old t-shirt while he waited.

Beau He cleaned himself off quickly, noticing the clothes on the counter once he got out. Beau didn’t get dressed though - the Dom wanted to look at his ass apparently, and getting dressed before that happened didn’t make sense. So he picked up his clothes before walking out, setting them by the couch. “Where do you want me, Sir?” He asked, his tone neutral.

Adam Adam had hoped that the sub would understand why he was insisting on aftercare, but he could tell from the reserved tone that the boy used that he wasn't happy. "Come lay over my lap," he said softly, gesturing for the boy to come closer. He wondered if he was screwing up, if maybe he should be stern right now and inform the sub what was expected after a scene. But he wasn't used to being stern after a scene. This was time for aftercare, it was time for him to be gentle and soothing.

Beau It wasn’t that he didn’t know what aftercare was - he’d had it before when he literally couldn’t walk after scenes - but he was fine now, so he didn’t really get why this Dom was making a big deal out of it happening. Still though, he walked over and laid across his lap, head resting on his folded arms.

Adam Adam put a hand on the small of the sub's back and ran his other hand over the marks on his bottom. They weren't too bad. Bruising was showing up already, but nothing severe. He patted him gently. "It looks good. You can get up. I'd like it if you sat on the couch with me, but you can dress first if you'd like."

Beau He liked the way the Dom was touching him. It was gentle, but he liked it, which was weird. Beau sat up, moving to pull on his jeans but not bothering with his shirt just yet. He still felt hot. “So um... what now?” He asked once he was sitting.

Adam Adam still thought it was strange the way the sub was acting, but at least he wasn't being combative or particularly resistant. "What kind of aftercare normally makes you feel better after scenes? I know a lot of subs need physical contact, I'm happy to hold you if you'd like."

Beau He shrugged. "Usually I just go back to my room or home or wherever once I'm sure I'm not bleeding and can walk," Beau said. "I don't really need a whole lot of attention or anything."

Adam Adam tried not to look horrified. He just left as long as he wasn't bleeding. What kind of Doms had he been scening with? "...Aftercare isn't just another word for first aid. I saw you go down into subspace. That means you need aftercare. Your brain is flooded with chemicals, and as they come back down you can crash. You need to be properly cared for or you risk sub drop."

Beau Beau chuckled at the look that ghosted across the Dom's face. "I'm into knifeplay, don't look like that," he pointed out. Sub drop? He knew what it was, but he didn't think he'd experienced it. Sure he felt a little down sometimes after scenes but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. "Seriously, Sir, I'm fine. I'll be fine. I've been doing this for years, I know how to handle myself."

Adam "I'm not judging your kinks, I'm judging your Dominants who would just let you walk out after a scene unless you needed literal bandages." He gave the boy a look that said he didn't really buy it, then sighed and shook his head. "I can't just let you leave yet. It would be completely irresponsible. Not to mention that Dominants need aftercare too, in a different way. But that doesn't mean we need to cuddle, or anything you don't want to do. So, here's what we're going to do. You're going to tell me a few things that you do to relax. Things you enjoy that don't take much energy. I'll pick one, and we'll do it for an hour, so I can make sure you're not going to drop when you walk out that door. Okay?"

Beau He had never known much else so he didn't really get where the Dom was coming from but... maybe things were done differently around here or something. Beau leaned back against the couch. Hanging out with someone he scened with wasn't foreign to him, but it wasn't normally something he did right after a scene. "Uh... I mean, normally to relax I research urban legends or do some editing. Watch movies... bad reality baking TV? There's a new season of Nailed It I haven't seen yet."

Adam Adam smiled a little. Good. Those were good options. He reached for his remote on the side table. "Urban legends? Interesting," he prompted as he loaded up Netflix. "Oh, and, my name is Adam. Adam Sylvester."

Beau "Yeah. I mean, I guess technically it's work, but it's interesting to research." Looks like he chose baking shows, which was fine by Beau. He leaned against the arm of the couch, reaching for his shirt to tug it over his head. "I had a feeling you were a Sylvester - you look too much like your brother to be denied. I'm Beau Adams, Sir."

[bigskydreaming]

A lot of the discussions about AoX and the stuff said about the X-Tremists has altered my view of some elements of all that, I’m not gonna lie. The X-Tremists definitely isn’t what I initially thought it was, and in the context of all the X-Men being heavily brainwashed and operating based on a selectively altered sense of self and reality, even if I still don’t agree with it, I GET the intention behind picking gay and bi characters to be the cast of this particular book. 

Like, I can understand how when focused on the end goal rather than the set up, there’s a satisfying payoff to it being gay and bi characters pissed at being shoved back into the closet who are the ones best positioned to figure out what’s really going on and fight back against it once they do. I can connect those dots, see how that story choice makes sense and has the sense of catharsis Williams talked about getting from writing it. From the angle of gay/bi characters fuck shit up because they’re not gonna take society or some higher authority determining who they can and can’t love, that fits.

In a lot of ways, its the compulsory sexuality story I’ve ranted for months about wanting to see in regards to Bobby’s situation and the fact that Jean’s actions are ultimately the reason he spent so long in the closet.

BUT. At the same time....that’s kinda the problem?

Because that story I talked about wanting to see with Bobby, it didn’t come from nowhere, I didn’t just go ‘oh hey what if.’ It came from just putting together the pieces that were already there. Everything needed to tell this particular story about being pissed at someone overriding your own sense of self and telling you who you needed to be for the sake of society, the timeline, whatever....it was already there. In the main universe. Already written. Every single element needed to tell that specific narrative was already in place.

Completely unacknowledged.

And I think that’s a big part of where my cynicism comes from, beyond just not trusting Marvel as a whole. Because the fact that this specific narrative was already laid out, already in play, hell, already the fallout of a Grey’s choices and mucking around with Bobby’s head.....without it ever being addressed, its hard to see how a five issue mini (that needs at least an issue or two to set up the revelations to the characters) can do for that narrative spread out among three gay/bi characters what nobody bothered to do with just one character in three years worth of opportunities.

(And if in the end it turns out by the time all of this is over NOBODY in-story has drawn the parallel between this and Bobby’s own narrative even before all this, like.....that’s gonna bug.)

But anyway. When you look at it from that perspective, as essentially the same narrative that was already set up and put in place and then completely overlooked for Bobby already.....then its hard to see this as anything other than gratuitous. Because that was already this same narrative, WITHOUT the fascist imagery and associations. Bobby already had every reason to be pissed - just needed those reasons to be raised and acknowledged - WITHOUT needing the trauma of being made unwillingly complicit in storm trooper actions heaped on top of how much he would already be fucked up from just the forced closeting. The painful catharsis of watching a gay hero push back against forces trying to make him something other than he is and wants to be, it was already locked and loaded ready to go - WITHOUT the trauma part of that narrative needing to be added to two other characters’ narratives additionally.

It just feels...unnecessary.

Like, I can’t stop fixating on that damn armband, is one of the things. I understand the in-story logic, that its ultimately one of the clues that makes them wake up to the realization something is very wrong, for Bobby to be wearing that. I understand that the intention there is for it to be a motivating factor for Bobby’s anger, making him intensely furious that this was done to him, put on him. But the thing I can’t understand is what makes the armband necessary to do all that?

Its not needed in order to leave bread crumbs for them to see how things are messed up and where. There are other options available, other ways to portray how things are different or wrong. I’ll never agree its necessary for THAT to be the thing that makes Bobby enraged. Like look at everything I was saying about his main universe storyline. Why not just use this to allow Bobby to have a different perspective on his lack of agency in all that and the how and why of his staying repressed for so long, have this second instance of telepathic meddling with his sense of self make the first more clearly obvious to him. Isn’t that already more than enough to make Bobby furious and intent on beating the fucking shit out of Nate Grey because he’s sick of not knowing how much of his sense of self is actually HIM and how much of it is the result of telepaths sticking their nose where they don’t belong, without any hint of remorse?

When its your perspective that the more offensive elements of this story aren’t necessary, its all but impossible to look at anything else. They’re the elephant in the room. The things your eye can’t stray from in those ‘what in this picture doesn’t belong’ games once you find them, because its so painfully obvious then that they don’t belong.

And the other thing, the big thing that I’m really upset at seeing so many other white LGBTQ+ readers dismiss or just trivialize....personally, I find it impossible to find empowerment in three white gay/bi characters who are used to police the romantic and sexual relationships of characters of color and especially LGBTQ+ characters of color. I get that this isn’t on Williams, that it wasn’t her choice to have the X-Tremists arrest Bishop and Bling specifically, that those happened in other books. But this is an area where editorial oversight - used properly - would not only be useful, but I honestly believe was NECESSARY. If you’re gonna tell a story like this, do an event like this, play with these themes specifically and talk about how its meant to explore intersectionality, about how intersections of power affect how an individual interacts with society and its institutions....you need to bring your fucking A game, and this event just didn’t. At all. 

You need to be conscious of the fact that Marvel has given its readers, particularly its most marginalized ones, NO reason to have any faith in them, give them any benefit of the doubt, after they’ve spent the better part of 20 years deliberately driving this franchise into the ground because they didn’t get any of the X-Men movie profits. Editorial absolutely NEEDED to be aware of the nuances of this story and be prepared to step in where necessary to prevent things like what happened with Bishop and Bling interfering with the intended point of the X-Tremists mini and costing it more readers. There should have been someone watching all the pieces, someone whose JOB it was to look at the script for NextGen and hand it back and say no, Ed, you can’t have the X-Tremists arrest Bling, you need to pick someone else, pick a straight white character. We’re not having three white gay/bi cops arrest a black lesbian teen for impure thoughts. Nuh uh, no way. Not happening. Same with Bishop. If he absolutely had to be imprisoned in order for the events of Prisoner X to unfold, there should have been a different reason, rather than a random out of the blue pairing with Jean Grey that gets him locked up and her a slap on the wrist. Like, how about the fact that Nate Grey - being from the Age of Apocalypse - is aware that Bishop being a time traveler enabled him to know the AoA wasn’t how events were supposed to happen, and preemptively locked him away because he was afraid Bishop would be similarly able to see through this altered reality and warn people?

Like, when you have a character LITERALLY playing God, as in that’s the entire narrative....deus ex machina isn’t a problem. It’s your actual story engine. You can set the stage however the hell you want and Bishop can be wherever the hell you need him to be with the only reason being Nate Grey arranged for him to be there because that’s where he wanted him to be, fearing he could be a threat.

But seriously, white LGBTQ+ fans need to shut the absolute fuck up about the instances with Bishop and Bling and stop talking over fans of color when they bring them up. Stop trying to minimize it or handwave it away as no big deal, like, that is ugly. That is just, plain UGLY. Stop telling fans of color and LGBTQ+ fans of color any issues they have with white characters arresting black characters for ‘impure’ and ‘barbaric’ thoughts and relationships...like, stop acting like these things are no big deal or that they’re not big ENOUGH of a deal to take away from the empowerment you get from three white gay/bi characters’ narratives. Stop saying the latter is what they should be focusing on, as if its the only variable here that matters, and that they’re just blowing things out of proportion.  Some readers developing a dislike for Bobby because they have to read and see him being depicted the way he is at the expense of characters of color - even if its not ‘his fault’ - like, some readers not wanting to read or see Bobby in stories for awhile or ever because they just can’t get that image out of their head, that’s a valid and understandable reaction to what’s on the page, what they can’t avoid if they want to take in this story on any level at all. Its a reaction EARNED by the narrative choices made overall, and if its not a reaction the narrative wanted to earn, different narrative choices needed to be made.

Honestly, the more I think about it, if this event was going to happen like it or not, if writers had to just make the best of it as much as they could, knowing editorial wasn’t going to be interfering on their behalf when other writers used their characters in ways detrimental to the first writer’s intentions....Bobby, Jean-Paul and Betsy should have been in the cast of Prisoner X, I think. Like, they shouldn’t have been the secret police, the guilty parties motivated by outrage at being used to hurt others like them, they should have been part of the ones who already had plenty of motivational outrage based entirely on experience with being told their love was impure and wrong.

LGBTQ+ characters IMO were already a natural fit for seeing through Nate Grey’s changes to reality, to be arrested for engaging in romantic and sexual relationships in defiance of society’s laws and arbitrary morals. It could have easily been built into the event itself that Nate Grey (who has never identified as anything other than straight) viewed the world through a heteronormative lens. And thus when ‘eliminating’ love and memories of it and things like that, he did so according to a straight person’s perception of what that looked like...and thus potentially overlooked where LGBTQ+ peoples’ experiences had taught them how to keep a secret part of themselves hidden away at the core of their being, their mind, where no one would stumble across any truths they weren’t ready to reveal. LGBTQ+ characters were already a natural fit to be caught breaking the rules of this society instead of keeping it to themselves and staying safe if they started to suspect something was wrong with the way things were....because they were the ones who had already defiantly pushed back against unjust rules and restrictions the first time they realized something wasn’t right with the way society told them they should feel.

The same is true of characters of color of any sexual orientation, given past laws against interracial relationships - I’m not expanding on that not to exclude them, but just because imprisonment narratives have a different context and history with characters of color and that’s not my lane.

But like, if the event was structured to remove the variable of mutant oppression and thus explore intersections of power when everyone was on the same field in that respect, its disingenuous to make up forms of oppression to highlight the flaws in a dystopian society when existing marginalizations already exist once the mutant metaphor is removed. Those already marginalized in our society should be the ones marginalized in that society, else you end up with a ‘what if straight white people were the oppressed and sympathetic’ narrative that nobody asked for. And I do suspect that part of the way AoX is structured IS intended to reflect that, to have LGBTQ+ characters like the X-Tremists and characters of color like Bishop play key roles in toppling Nate Grey’s dystopian vision....I just don’t believe making any of them the secret police works in FAVOR of that rather than against. If your marginalized characters are united by common experiences of being oppressed by straight white mutants once they in turn are no longer oppressed by humans, then you also eliminate the stuff I was talking about earlier, the issue of having an oppressed group fight to put things back to where they were more oppressed. Instead of SPLITTING your characters’ identities along different axes, with the world according to Nate Grey being better for them in the sense that they’re no longer persecuted for being mutants but worse for them because it tries to restrain their sexualities...they don’t need to prioritize between their marginalizations at all. These characters don’t have to ‘sacrifice’ a world in which they aren’t oppressed for one where they are, if they’re still oppressed by that society as gay and bi individuals even though they’re no longer persecuted for being mutants. That’s still messy as hell for a variety of reasons this long fucking post doesn’t need to see their unpacking added to it, but like....

Sigh. Thing is, I know I have a tendency to go off and running in some AU direction like “this is what I would do if I were writing this story” every time I’m critical of shit. Its honestly not because I think I’m the greatest writer ever or oh my ideas are so much better than everything else. 

Its just....I don’t know how else to say it, even though it fails to sink in every damn time I have a variation of this argument...I’m not critical so I can hate things, I’m critical cuz I want them to be better. I don’t come up with different ideas for how else to tell a story BECAUSE I’m critical of it and hate it as is. Its the reverse. I’m critical of stuff BECAUSE I can’t turn off my writer brain and I can see where things could be better or at least fail in new and different ways than the same old repeated mistakes (and thus at least get us closer to better, by eliminating more of what doesn’t work).

Like, I’m just so fucking tired of being talked about like I’m this bitter angry dude who just hates everything and is never happy with any content ever. I’m not angry and loud when I criticize shit because I’m thinking like “This thing you like offended these three people and thus its fucking terrible and you should feel bad!” I’m angry and loud when I criticize shit because I’m thinking “This thing you like offended these three people AND IT DIDN’T FUCKING HAVE TO. THAT CAN BE AVOIDED.”

I don’t posit all these alternative scenarios when I criticize shit because I’m thinking that doing it any way other than my way is bad, and I’m just an egotistical jackass who will never be satisfied with any work other than his own. (LMAO, hell no, I’m insecure as hellllllll about my work, like lolol. How critical I am of other shit is nothing compared to how critical I am of my own).

Point is, when I do that, I’m only doing it to say like....see, look. Here are alternatives. If I can find some, other writers can too.

But other writers have to LOOK for alternatives in order to find them. They have to have a REASON to write things differently than what they already wrote. THAT’S WHAT CRITICISM IS FOR. TO GIVE THEM THAT REASON. TO TELL THEM THIS DOESN’T WORK THE WAY IT IS, BUT IT COULD WORK IF YOU DO SOME OF THESE THINGS DIFFERENTLY.

And when people say “lmao some of you just need to go the fuck outside, like calm down and let people enjoy shit for a change,” what that ACTUALLY sounds like to some of us is “well this thing works for me as is, and thus I see no reason to care about it being better for the people it doesn’t work for or actively offends.”

It’s honestly depressing as hell how many people on this site smugly reblog that “I don’t know how to explain to you that you should care about other people” post, only to turn around and five posts later complain about criticisms of a show they like and are perfectly comfortable with as is.

Its not about telling you that you should never enjoy anything ever. Its not about saying well this thing offends us, and if we can’t enjoy it, nobody should.

Its just like.....its great that you enjoy this thing but wouldn’t it be better if you could still enjoy it and all these people who AREN’T able to enjoy it because of these reasons could now enjoy it more too?

People shutting up about the ways content offends or hurts them or people just settling for sucking it up and dealing with the microaggressions in a creative work, like those things shouldn’t be necessary in order for you to enjoy content or be comfortable with what you’re reading or watching. 

And if it is, that’s a you problem and if you could PLEASE stop projecting it on to people who just want things to be better and more enjoyable across the board - like that’d be great kthxbai.