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s0fter-sin · 10 months ago

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thinking about the way ghost doesn't hesitate to start killing shadows when graves betrays them but soap only takes one hostage

you can almost hear the voice in his head telling him it doesn't have to be this way; they can still talk it out

"i'm calling shepherd"

his first instinct when confronted with betrayal is to play it by the books: to go up the chain. that goes against everything we've seen him do. he bucks authority at every chance except for the one time he's confronted with the barrels of his allies' guns

he wants a peaceful resolution; for the first time we've ever seen, he doesn't want violence to be the answer. there has to be another fix, a solution that doesn't end with him killing the same men he's been working with; his friends

nothing's happened yet

it doesn't have to go this way

but ghost has been betrayed before. he knows the way this ends; either with him six feet under or his enemy

he doesn't hesitate

it's only when they knock alejandro out that soap shoots; when they spill the first blood and cross a line they can never come back from

only when ghost orders him to run and he has to cover his retreat

and somewhere along the line, between civilians’ screams and taunting voices, between his shaking breath and ghost steady in his ear, that naivety is stripped away; his trust turned to teeth that he uses to sink into throats of men he'd have given his life for

"be careful who you trust, sergeant; people you know can hurt you the most"

he's learned the price of trust

just like ghost did

but unlike ghost, he has someone to guide him through the aftermath

"good advice, It"

#im gonna add these to my notfics on ao3 i think i have a Lot of these floating around #a bit shorter than my other metas but i think its something that gets missed when people talk about alone #soap is a violent man #his career literally trains him to shoot first ask questions later #and yet he still tries his best to avoid blood when faced with betrayal #and you realise it actually does fit him #soap cares about the men he serves with #he wants to save the men at the crash site he checks on a downed soldier he asks about civilians about alejandros family #hes very tuned into the people around him #and he cant turn that off until hes forced to #until graves gives him a reason to hate him #and all of that previous care and consideration goes out the window #‘makes me want to commit a few war crimes of my own’#dont cross soap #you want like what happens if you do #coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt #we’re a team. ghost team #talk meta to me #soap cod #john soap mactavish #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #ghoap #ghostsoap #soapghost #meta #phillip graves #graves cod #save post

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dcxdpdabbles · 5 months ago

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My request for Adoptive son got accidentally posted with a different response and then deleted a while back, so I've come back to see if you're willing to do a little of the Summoned Demon au instead? 🥺 pretty please? I keep hoping it'll come back up and I'm excited haha

Danny flies while blinking through his tears, trying his best to find the giant clown Alex has mentioned. He is unsure what will happen to the police officer's ghost now that he has been captured, and that sends his heart into turmoil.

Every part of his core wanted him to turn around to rescue Alex. It went against his very soul to run, but he could think rationally enough to know that if he did, nothing good would come of it.

At best, he would give Alex enough time to hide inside the building he was anchored to; at worst, both of them would be shipped off to some lab and ripped apart.

No. He couldn't save Alex, and couldn't let his sacerfice to help Danny escape go to waste.

He needed to regroup. Figure out a plan, establish communication, or do something to escape the crazy cultists. It didn't help that they obviously had connections with police who were hunting him down to return him.

Thankfully, Danny has some experience with escaping government bodies. Just as long as he keeps moving and uses his powers wisely, he should be able to find somewhere to catch his breath.

Danny wipes at his eyes, pushing himself to fly faster.

Thanks to his invisibility, no one notices his form fly over their heads. A steady flow of people moves underneath him, going through another mundane day. It's crowded, busy and noisy.

So different from the city of Amity Park. It's a jarring reminder that only this morning, he had been dreading his upcoming math exam, and now he was running for his life.

At least the hook feeling in his navel has lessened. Using Phantom's abilities didn't take as much effort as it did a few hours ago.

Likely, whatever that voice activation cell did was starting to lose effect. Based on how his body responded, it would be two or three hours before he would be back to full strength.

As he finished the thought, Danny felt his body grow heavy, as if a weight was suddenly thrown around his ankles.

With a shout of alarm, Danny plummeted downwards, struggling against the cruel grips of gravity. He felt his invisibility fall away just as he landed face first on the ground between an open of people.

The force of his face has him skitting against the pavement, tumbling over and over as screams from the started civilians echo through the crowd. Danny rolls three times before smacking against a pull, upside down, with his legs folded over near his head.

He groans. "That is going to leave so many bruises."

His healing factor was kicking in already working on easing the aching in his spine and face. Slowly, as to not agitate his wounds, he unfolds, bracing his hands on the ground, and leaps up.

When the world is right, he finds himself standing before a little metal fence separating the street from a restaurant's dining area. The two boys Danny saw at the cult are sitting at the table right in front of him.

They were the ones who were pleading with the other boy who clung to his legs. Danny blinks. "Oh, hello."

The one on the left, a ginger that reminds him surprisingly of Kyle Weston down to his choice of clothes, lets a blood-curdling scream before his eyes roll back into his head in a dead faint. Danny leaps over the fence, catching him before he hits the ground.

The other boy watches like a deer caught in headlights, frozen with absolute terror all over his face. The fork in his white knuckle grip is bending at a strange angle as he makes small whimpers, almost as if he's scared to talk.

Danny carefully sets the one he caught on the ground, ensuring his head is cushioned before tugging at his clothes. He unzips the hoodie the boy was wearing and pulls at his neck collar to ensure it's not bothering his breaking.

Only after ensuring that the boy is breathing correctly does Danny move down to carefully left up his legs, remembering the lessons his father taught him in case he ever witnessed someone faint.

The teenager sitting at the table starts to speak, sounding panicky, but Danny ignores him in favor of placing the Kyle-Wannabe's legs on the chair's cushion. He tugs on the ankles in his hold, making sure it's angled in a way that does not hurt him spin but can allow more blood flow to his head.

"Can someone please call an ambulance?" He demands of the watching crowd only to have the majority of them cower back. He makes a face, causing a waitress to flinch so hard she stumbles over a nearby table.

Right, they can't understand him. He raises his hand above his head, attempting to mimic the ambulance light while speaking slowly. "Am-bu-lance. wee-oww wee-oww?"

A child bursts into tears. Danny drops his hands, letting them hang loosely at his side. The sea of faces surrounding him is all edged with fear, which makes his stomach turn. "None of you understand me. You're scared of me."

"I'm not," A man says, stepping away from the crowd. His transparent body lets him know it's a ghost. That and the dripping cinder block chained to his legs, along with his flouting hair as if though he were underwater, are significant indicators of his death. "You're trying to get him to a hospital?"

"Yes!" Danny points at him, forgetting himself for a moment. The people standing behind the ghost scramble to get out of the path of his pointing.

The man tilts his head slightly. "What language are you speaking?"

"English?"

"Odd. It sounds different. I would know since I speak nine languages." The man grunts, his strange accent sounding like a melody to the ear were it not for the watery effect. It's sad how it affects his handsomeness, with the green and silver trimming of his suit and the snake necklace and rings he is wearing.

The ghost calmly flouts to a poster on the restaurant's wall a few steps away from Danny, knocking his knuckles against some symbols. "Point to this word, then the boy. That'll let the crowd know to get some medical attention."

Danny stares at him for a moment before the murder victim clears his throat impatiently, and it snaps him into action. Rushing over, he points to the words, then the Kyle-wannabee, and back again to the word. When the crowd continues to stare, Danny repeats the motion more urgently until the boy at the table finally catches on.

He pulls out a rectangular device from his pocket- the same one that girl had earlier this morning-tapping it with shaking fingers and speaking in rushed panic words.

The ghost at the poster nods approvingly. "Well done. Now, leave the scene before the authorities arrive."

"What?"

"I was an immigration lawyer in life. One of the only ones in this cursed city that actually gave a shit, and it got me killed. I know how they treat people who aren't from around here and how to help you when a language barrier gets in the way. Trust me, kid, it's better to get gone in this situation." As he speaks, the ghosts float back to Danny, shaking the chains around his feet for emphasis. There is a cold, calculating glint in his eye as he regards the silent crowd . "The panic will settle soon, and these people will form a mob. Get going."

Danny throws one last look at the unconscious boy before he realizes that the fear on people's faces hasn't lessened. It's growing, and he knows a witch hunt will start soon.

He's seen it before on the faces of Amity Park back when he was Inviza-Bill. He twists on his feet, running away with the lawyer flying behind him.

The older man gives out curt directions at every turn, slowly guiding him outside of the part of the city. Danny's legs are starting to burn when the sight of a large, broken-down amusement park comes into view.

The lawyer tells him which part of the fence board is loose enough for him to slide in and then instructs him to go to the fun house shaped like a giant clown head. Danny scrambles through the hole, hissing when a few loose nails catch on his skin, but he finally stumbles through, only to be overwhelmed by a new large and bustling crowd.

A crowd made of thousands of ghosts that walk or fly about without a care in the world. They are wearing various different eras of clothing, blending, and some have ghastly marks on their bodies, indicating their deaths.

The majority, however, are people with large, crazed smiles frozen on their faces. He gawks at all of them, not used to seeing so many of the dead in one place outside of the Ghost Zone.

"Don't just stand there with your mouth open." The lawyer snaps at Danny's back. "Get out of sight now!"

"Tom?" A woman in a gown that looks like she was present for the beheading of Marie Antonette steps in front of the drowned layer, Tom, with a look of confusion. "Who are you talking to?"

"Him." Tom nods his head at Danny, who offers the woman a wave. She reels back, opening her mouth like she's about to scream,m but Tom snaps forward, slapping a hand on her lips before she can. "Do not! What do you think will happen when all these murder victims realize he can communicate with them? He just escaped from being mobbed."

The man glances over his shoulder at Danny. "Go into the fun house. Act like you can't see or hear the rest of the ghosts. Walk through them if you have to."

"I can't," Danny whispers, his heart suddenly beating wildly. None of the ghosts noticed him, but that could change in a second. "Ghosts are solid to me. If I try to walk through them, we'll just end up bumping against each other."

Tom lets out a very put-upon sigh. "Then walk around them. Now go. It's not safe to talk in the open."

Danny knows Tom is helping him but feels vaguely threatened as he walks stiffly to the giant clown's head. He fights to keep his gaze straight, watching ghosts step out of his path while some flout closer, looking curious. He fights to not flinch at the ones with the enormous smile as if someone had cut them into their faces.

This is making his stomach turn.

"Who's this?" An older man asks Tom and the woman that follows him. His lips are pulled into two upturns, showing tight yellow teeth in a similar craze grin.

"Street kid," Tom grunts from somewhere behind him.

"He's likely looking for shelter from the cold." The woman adds, though her voice is slightly strained. "Tom wants to make sure he gets settled."

"Where is he going to?" The old man questions, his voice a little odd because he has to speak behind his teeth, trapped in a smile. "The only warm place here is the Joker's old place, and not even the dead go in there."

Danny ignores the old man's words, speed walking all the way to the entrance of the Fun House. He notices that various ghosts stop to watch him out of the corner of his eye as he finally passes the doorway into the building. Shaking his head, the old man lingers just a little outside of it. "Fool. Even if the Joker is not here, it's not a place to go."

Neither Tom nor the woman responds as they follow Danny inside. Tom is facing the wall when he mutters. "Close the door."

As soon as the wood seals shut, with a few ghosts lingering gaze trapped outside, Danny collapses on the floor, letting out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding. "That was terrifying."

"What in the world is going on, Tom!" The woman hisses, apparently unable to hold back any longer while crossing her arms, "Who is this?"

Tom holds up a hand in her face, which makes her gasp in offense, but his eyes linger on Danny's crumbled form. " There is a dictionary tucked away in the third office. Go get it."

"What? Why?"

"Because we'll use that to help you communicate with the living locals. I can read, and you can point."

Danny's eyes widen. "That's a clever idea!"

"Of course it is. I'm one the cleverest men to walk this stupid city's streets." Tom smirks like the snakes he's wearing. "We don't have much time. Knowing the idiots of Gotham, Batman will be tipped off and on his way here as we speak."

#dcxdpdabbles #dcxdp crossover #the summoned demon #Part 5 #Danny finds more ghostly help #Can anyone guess who Tom is based off? Loosely anyway #Danny has leveled up his communication skills!#He's still on the run #The effect of the wards Raven and John put on him limits his Phantom #Sorry about the previous ask! I hope this makes up for it

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bixels · 5 months ago

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As cameras becomes more normalized (Sarah Bernhardt encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use cameras because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by manufacturing companies. I paint not because I want a painting but because I love the process of painting. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

if i have to explain to you that using a camera to take a picture is not the same as using generative ai to generate an image then you are a fucking moron.

#ask me #anon #no more patience for this #i've heard this for the past 2 years #“an object created and controlled by companies” anon the company cannot barge into your home and take your camera away #or randomly change how it works on a whim. you OWN the camera that's the whole POINT #the entire point of a camera is that i can control it and my body to produce art. photography is one of the most PHYSICAL forms of artmakin #you have to communicate with your space and subjects and be conscious of your position in a physical world.#that's what makes a camera a tool. generative ai (if used wholesale) is not a tool because it's not an implement that helps you #do a task. it just does the task for you. you wouldn't call a microwave a “tool”#but most importantly a camera captures a REPRESENTATION of reality. it captures a specific irreproducible moment and all its data #read Roland Barthes: Studium & Punctum #generative ai creates an algorithmic IMITATION of reality. it isn't truth. it's the average of truths.#while conceptually that's interesting (if we wanna get into media theory) but that alone should tell you why a camera and ai aren't the sam #ai is incomparable to all previous mediums of art because no medium has ever solely relied on generative automation for its creation #no medium of art has also been so thoroughly constructed to be merged into online digital surveillance capitalism #so reliant on the collection and commodification of personal information for production #if you think using a camera is “automation” you have worms in your brain and you need to see a doctor #if you continue to deny that ai is an apparatus of tech capitalism and is being weaponized against you the consumer you're delusional #the fact that SO many tumblr lefists are ready to defend ai while talking about smashing the surveillance state is baffling to me #and their defense is always “well i don't engage in systems that would make me vulnerable to ai so if you own an apple phone that's on you”#you aren't a communist you're just self-centered

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pvtpunsart · 1 month ago

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What if the ROTTMNT Turtles met the Utrom Shredder from 2003 TMNT?

You know, the menace of an Utrom who canonically has a nine digit kill count at the bare minimum

and then comes a giant fist!!!!!!!!!!!!!

that guy looks like a pissed off pac-man ghost piloting a knife enthusiast i'm going to shove him in a locker

#disclaimer this is a joke #i have not seen 2003 i looked up some information about this young man #i think the rise turtles are kind of OP compared to anything that has happened previously #which is great for me specifically because i do love an Engineered To Do War character #it just also makes previous iterations villains seem kind of silly at times #which is also great for me specifically because rise turtles playing ping pong with a previous iteration villain as the puck is hilarious #my art #asks #rottmnt

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kaiserouo · 11 months ago

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"Huh."

#as with every game with some human mind stuffed into a machine i need to ask if he still has human instinct left in there somewhere #also i don't really think ordan would eat elegantly like some royalties anyways #you know the more i read about ordis the more i like him #i mean i never thought his talking is annoying like some people do apparently #but after going through the cephalon fragment thingy my thoughts about him-#-turned from “ominously happy” to “murderous but also kinda cute happy”#and you'd think it should be the other way around #hey if he has erased his memory a lot of times and probably has gone through the same reasoning-#-every time he chooses memory erasure rather than self destruction because he would probably also remember the previous attempts #will he someday choose the other option instead because of all the pain he endured?#(hopefully not i actually like him it's not destiny 2 i hope DE don't just yeet characters off their game that frequently)#also i like how he can take up some ordan karris knowledge by treating it as some stories / facts about others but not about himself #neat but he probably would have to erase his memories more often because it's still about ordan karris i guess #warframe #warframe operator #warframe ordis #ordis #my art

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crabsnpersimmons · 5 months ago

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"Do your best today! I'll be waiting here when you get home, starlight~💕"

had two busy days of work outside of my cave and the only thing that kept me going was the sight of my housewife/househusband Eclipse waiting for me at home

that is, the sketch of him waiting for me to finish drawing him 😂

starring @starriegalaxy's Eclipse from her Fear Factor AU/House Husband AU

#fnaf eclipse #fnaf dca #dca fandom #crab art #traditional art #bright colours #fear factor au #fear factor eclipse #all i need is a pretty househusband to come home to #is that so much to ask?#my headcanon for this AU is that Eclipse just collects frilly aprons #every time y/n comes home he's wearing a different one #i'm both happy and frustrated with this one #happy - because i'm glad i finished it and it looks nice #also i feel accomplished since it's the most ambitious illustration i've done during this exercise to get out of artblock #but also frustrated with some small things #most of it is chalked up to me not planning things head of time #namely the door #that's why the perspective is off and the colours aren't great #for some reason my focus was on the handsome apron-clad robot instead of the door no idea why #also this illustration also taught me a lot about this new lineart style i've been using #it needs more careful planning if it's going to be used as part of a larger illustration #the gradients help suggest some lighting and shading #but if it's going to be used in an illustration with a background then it needs to adjust to the lighting of the background #my previous drawings had simple shapes as a background so it didn't matter as much #but here the open doorway suggests light coming from behind Eclipse #so there are dark parts of the lineart that should be lighter #all in all i need to do more planning #but besides that this was really fun #love how chunky his pants and sleeves came out

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some-sort-of-ecologist · 7 months ago

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i think one of the biggest scams i've seen in my lifetime is the idea that it looks better to have to have all matching mugs, preferably that match your dishes

reblog and tell me about your coffee mug

#i never want to see a dish set come with mugs again #(actually i change my mind i just realized i could give them away as gifts #and my friends would have mugs that match my dishes #but only for fancy dish sets not the soulless ones from walmart)#i trend minimalism and matching aesthetics in real life so i AM the target audience for that kind of thing #and theres honestly nothing i love more than asking my friends about their unique things #and you lose that when you all have soulless matching mugs #my favourite mug is a 20oz thats half glazed and unglazed pottery #reminds me of living in yellowknife with miles and the coffees we made during covid #my previous favourite mug was a gift from my mom #an awesome 20oz mug with a cute downward dog with dog drawing

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starflungwaddledee · 20 days ago

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does starstruck ever get angry?

very rarely, thankfully. but it was unavoidable. looks like it's finally time to wake up... loading [stage 4]. ■■■■□ 80%... << prev || [masterpost] || next stage >>

#cw angst #cw violence #cw blood #my art #my comics #asks #starstruck dee #oc (2024): starstruck dee #galacta knight #???#phew!!! dream arc is finally complete!! the next few updates will be much lighter!!!#with a fun oc cameo and wrapping up the remaining asks i received during the tourney itself!#and then we'll finally be done with this side-story and we'll get back to the canon story!! but i hope it's been fun!!#thank you to everyone who worked hard and spectacularly tied the previous poll!!! it was amazing to see!!#this would have been about two pages if not; instead there's an extra four or so! i hope it's enjoyable!!

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auspiciouscat · 3 months ago

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hroo...

#im eepy but #heres my official hc design for jon #grabbed elements i liked from previous designs and put them into one #catd00dz #wip #Scarecrow #jonathan crane #listen......#dont ask about the hand lmao

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regenderated · 2 years ago

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"rank the doctors" based on what!? which one is my favourite? which one i think is objectively the best? which one is most fuckable? which one has the nicest voice? best costume? best actor? best writing?

#doctor who #the doctor #nuwho #new who #9th doctor #10th doctor #11th doctor #12th doctor #13th doctor #ninth doctor #tenth doctor #eleventh doctor #thirteenth doctor #twelfth doctor #the answers to these in order are:#ten- nine- ten- eleven- eleven- twelve- ten #we are at 550 notes and I am back with edits to the tags...#a few other ways to rank them. including but not limited to #“most likely to trip and fall” “most gender” “best cook” “coolest stims” “flavor. scent”#one person didn't realize that this was a doctor who post until they reached “best costume”#which means that they thought the previous questions were normal ones to ask about medical professionals #so many notes what the HELL is going on here /ref #1218 notes?? awww you shouldntve! for me?#AIGHT YALLSEY ON INSTA JUST POSTED THIS WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUUUCK #more options: “best at defeating an angry chihuahua” “best tardis console room”#2k #i guess

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violentdelightshavevioletends · 3 months ago

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"You sure I shouldn't ask Cuir or Chradh—"

"No." I start down the stairs. There's only one other person besides Bodhi and Garrick I can trust to prioritize Xaden's best interests, only one other person who can know the truth in its entirety. "Tell Glane I need Imogen."

— Violet Sorrengail, in the Onyx Storm prologue

"What did you do?" My head snaps toward Imogen, and a deep sense of foreboding takes root in my chest.

She slowly lifts her gaze to mine. "What you asked me to."

— Violet Sorrengail to Imogen Cardulo, during Chapter 66 of Onyx Storm

#Violet Sorrengail #Andarna #Glane #Imogen Cardulo #Onyx Storm #Prologue #Chapter 66 #The Empyrean #Rebecca Yarros #Xaden Riorson #Riorgail #Garrick Tavis #Chradh #Bodhi Durran #Cuir #Onyx Storm spoilers #Onyx Storm ending #the full circle of these moments #quote parallels #fan theories #Andarna is the dragon she speaks to in the beginning while Tairn is sleeping #& the dragon she speaks to in the end… while Tairn is sleeping?#They mention Garrick through Chradh in the beginning #then he is mentioned & confirmed as missing in these final chapters (when Imogen asks)#Which adds to my theory of him being the “new Venin” as well as a possible part of whatever Violet forgot in the previous 12 hours #It also makes me wonder about the brief mention of Bodhi through Cuir & if it means anything...#as he is one I am concerned may be among the missing especially after so many mentioned “close calls”#Now my question is: did Violet ask Imogen for something new? Or was this a VERY old promise kept?#… or maybe I somehow forgot a scene and this was just a normal conversation that I’m turning into nothing while desperate for answers lol

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bozepomagaj · 19 days ago

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HSR WOMEN IN BED

Part 1: Kafka

A/N: first time publishing smut! I'm proud of how this turned out, but I would still love feedback as I'm still trying to figure my way out around how to write smut. But considering it's Kafka in question, this really wasn't that hard to write lol. Still working on the Phoebe x Zani fanfic as it turned out MUCH longer than I expected so take this in the mean time.

CW: NSFW, Shibari, dom/sub dynamics, rough sex, praise

You are, as the kids say, cooked.

As surprising as it is, Kafka doesn't actually have a high libido. And even when she's feeling needy, she can usually deal with this either by herself or can simply suppress her needs. For now.

She will always let you know in advance about your sessions so you can clear your schedule. Trust me, you will need it.

She's into shibari, to no one's surprise. She'll have you tied up on her bed, the contrast between the soft sheets and the tight rope sending shivers down your spine, and Kafka can't help but practically drool at the sight, fingers immediately sliding between her legs, the cold leather of her gloves cooling her needy cunt, as a way of telling herself to calm down.

Don't expect her to play nice. She WILL put your flexibility to the limits and will tie you in positions that most BDSM folks wouldn't approve of because they're dangerous. But it's not like you can complain with that beautiful, custom-made gag in your mouth. And she's got her watchful eye on you, always. She knows when she went too far, when you might actually be in danger.

This foreplay will last for hours, with her taunting you by taking off her clothes tantilizingly slowlyand touching herself, making you hear every little noise all the while you are constrained and blindfolded. She'll climb onto your lap and grind against your leg, describing how she's feeling, how she looks, how her legs are shaking but not letting you touch or see anything. She'll pull your hair on occasion when the friction isn't enough because she's a whore for whines. One of her biggest dirty secrets is that she recorded a few of your sessions, only audio, just so she can listen to your voice and get off on it. And even if you're not vocal that particular time, it's not like it matters. Kafka is perceptive, more than you think. Every time your chest expands because of a sharp gasp, every time sweat begins to trickle down your forehead, every time your muscles tighten and contract, she can see it all.

Once she's finally got you desperate enough, on the verge of tears, that's when the real fun begins.

She has toys, all sorts of them, and she always makes sure to decorate your whole body with them, even if its sometimes in... unconventional means.

Nipple clamps? Who cares, why not put it between your legs, you can take it, right?

Candles? Well, they dont melt THAT easily, we'll just put a condom on them and place them inside, just dont clench too hard so it doesn't break.

Mind you, she is rough. VERY rough when the session begins. Bites, scratches, slaps, and a steel grip so tight it will leave a blue mark for at least a week. That isn't to mention her ruthless pace, the squelching of your liquids loud enough for the whole building to hear as she pounds into you relentlessly. She's not letting you have a moment of peace.

And hell, on the occasion she let's you top and fuck into her? Don't think you're off the leash just yet, because she's pulling you right back in with a custom-made collar and leash and telling you exactly how to fuck her. You might be bending her over but she'll always be there to remind you that's she's the one letting you bend her over.

All the while, she's whispering sweet praises in your ear with that soft voice of hers. Not once will she call you a 'slut', 'whore' or anything demeaning. She'll always praise you on how well you're doing, how you're doing such a good job taking the whole thing just for her all the while she's rearranging your insides. It's this juxtaposition that could make one go insane, the difference between her words and actions could make anyone crumble to their knees and cum on the spot.

Once she's finally satiated and she's had her fun, she will be treating you like royalty. A warm bath with all sorts of oils to help you relax and soothe your skin while rose petals float at the top, a massage to help your aching muscles from being constricted for such a long time, a nice meal and a drink. You'd almost forget how she was treating you not even 20 minutes ago.

In any case, she's an expert in aftercare because she's very aware of how rough she is, that she IS pushing you to your limits and the fact you're willing to let her use you like this means the world to her, of course she's gotta show her appreciation!

The next two days are spent in her bed, relaxing, and she will personally take on the role of your maid to make sure once you're back on track and continuing with your journey, with no one suspecting a thing.

#honkai star rail #hsr #kafka #kafka hsr #kafka x reader #hsr x reader #kafka x y/n #kafka x you #dom Kafka #RAUGH I love her so much #Thank you to whoever commented asking me about her #she was the main inspo for the previous post #bozepomagaj

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