In the forest beyond the trees
lies a forgotten castle
away from the reaches of humankind
kept safe by a wheel of ever-changing terrains
a hidden sanctuary for creatures of any kind
only the lost could ever find it
(Intro inspired on the song The Ocean Beyond The Sea by Jon Foreman)
About me:
Khea, 21+ (minors and ageless blogs dni), incredibly scatterbrained, professional daydreamer, part-time jukebox.
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Yapping #idle chatter
Writing tag #daydreams
About the ocs #magical friends
Ask games #tea parties
Answered asks #carried in the wind
Anons #ghostly visitor
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Tags: Xavier x gn!reader, nsfw, masturbation, bit of voyeurism
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I've been getting haunted by the image of coming back home to find Xavier jerking off because he missed you 😵💫
You walk into the apartment, and at first it's quiet, which is normal. Until it isn't, you catch a hint of a moan from somewhere into the apartment– your bedroom– and you can't help zeroing on that sound. Nothing else matters but hearing that little sound again. So, you make your way quietly through the apartment, shoes and bags completely left behind as you make your way towards your bedroom.
In it, you find gold; Xavier, in your bed, looking like a sight to behold as he jerks off. He's shirtless, pants pulled down low enough to leave his cock out. It brings a soft smile to your face to see the way his scrunches up in pleasure.
He's so pretty, so beautiful like this, so needy for you as he gasps and calls your name in a moan. You don't intend to answer, wishing to enjoy the sights just a bit longer– however long it took for him to realize you were there– but it happens anyway.
"Yeah, baby?"
Ah, his beautiful eyes. How they open and immediately fall on you, so blue and so deep and so fucking beautiful. You want to get lost in them, want them on you at all times, the only spotlight you'd ever feel comfortable standing in.
"Starlight," he sounds relieved and desperate in one breath. Your smile grows into a grin.
"Oh, don't stop on my account," you take a step into your bedroom, straightening from where you'd been leaning in the doorway, "I was enjoying the show after all."
Before he can say anything, you add, like a change of mind, "Mind if I join you, Xavie?" you stop at the foot of your bed, playing with the hem of your top while he stares. Not like a predator, although you're sure it'll turn into that if you push his buttons long enough, but more like a hungry man taking everything he can get, "Help me out of these?"
That makes him spring into action. He's on you faster than you can blink, making you giggle against his lips.
"Missed me a lot, huh, bunny?" Your smile is still there as you pull him close, as you kiss him with the same fervor.
"Missed you so much, starlight," your clothes are left forgotten, strewn about the room as you push Xavier back towards the bed.
"It's okay, baby, I'm here now," you straddle his lap, a hand to his chest to keep him from kissing you again for just a bit longer, "let me make it better, yeah?" You kiss his neck, nibble on the spot that always makes him sigh and give you more access, "just let me make you feel good."
Guy makes a really stupid decision and gets in a car accident -> no real damage from accident but insurance goes up -> starts beating himself up over his stupid decision -> gets depressed -> starts to realize he's single and had crash been worse he'd die alone -> realizes he's never had a relationship or even a crush and starts wondering what he'd want out of a relationship -> starts to realize he doesn't really like girls so he thinks he must be gay -> realizes he likes girls and boys about the same amount, so he must be bi -> later realizes that "same amount" is none at all -> he's ace
I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job. There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept. The line represented how close you could get to the fog signal without experiencing physical harm in the form of eardrums shattering or worse.
Even in the house it was LOUD. Probably the loudest thing I have ever experienced but at a normal, predictable interval. You would begin to time your sentences with little pauses with the rest of the lighthouse crew so you would talk like this while making your………..HORN…………. tea and then carry on talking because you knew when it would go off. It rattled the walls and the dishes in our cabinet.
At least one girl had died there. They kept photos of her everywhere “in honor of her sacrifice” because she had decided to take the winter watch alone and died in a storm where bounders the size of mini vans had been lifted out of the ocean and left scattered across the island, to say nothing of the ice chunks. People weren’t allowed to be alone on the watch after that.
One day a dead moose washed up on shore and it took my entire crew all day but we managed to rig up a line to hang it up to dry because we thought having a moose skeleton in the house would really spice the living room up a bit. It did. Weird shit happens when six of you are left alone, like ALONE ALONE, no cell reception, no wifi, just a radio to contact the real world and not a lot of reason to do that. People don’t go on lighthouse jobs if they want to stay connected, I’ve found.
That said Id do it all again, I really do treasure those days
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Reader, a dragon of white scales, was a talented singer who loved to perform on stage before war chose her to pick up the sword. In her realm, voice held power, kinda like a mix of Dune and Skyrim to some extent. Her voice was deemed a cataclysmic problem by both her allies and enemies. She ultimately refused to weaponize it and her superiors ordered her to be silenced. That's how she ended up a mute when she met the others. This puts a frustrated strain on her relationship with Sylus. Not bc he is intolerant but because she feels trapped and the rage and frustration does get to her from time to time Now time skippy here to after finally restoring her voice and her natural form.
Naturally, after being deprived of his beloveds voice for so long, Sylus may have developed a lil sensitivity to hearing her speak. Who am I kidding, this freakazoid got a hard on that lasted hours after the battle from hearing her wield her voice as a weapon. This then brings me to Gaga's Bad Romance.
MC finds out the reader used to be a performer and proceeds to drag her to the nearest music hall that's hosting a large competition to find the next popstar. After some badgering, whining and puppy eyes, the reader gives in. To MCs delight, she ends up in the final round of the competition and has gone viral since the first audition. The venue is packed with watch parties outside the building. Everyone wants to see who this new talent is. This is when MC decides it's the right moment to invite Sylus to come see. He has no clue it's the reader performing yet and MC desperately wants to see this ship sail. And boi oh boi did her plan work. She's never witnessed the crime lord go thru that many emotions at once then lock in like a heat seaking missile at Mach 6. When the reader threw caution to the wind and used the chorus to shift to her dragoness form and float while delivering the high notes, MC had to hold Sylus back with the help of the twins and the other LI. He entered a primal state releasing his form aswell since his dragon instincts were demanding he answer his mate's call. MC runs to grab the reader after she won to tell her what happened and to help get him out of there before he destroys the city block.
Reader took one glance in their direction and the eye contact between both dragons prompted her to fly out of there as fast as possible. Not out of fear of him, but out of fear of what she might do as her instincts started taking over aswell. Sylus breaks free from the group throwing everyone within a half mile radius and gives chase. Once the reader led him out far enough from civilization, she then dropped to a nearby mountain top and stood her ground. Sylus catches up and kicks off what could only be described as the most intense, animalistic, angry, nasty, downright fucking insane, biblical levels of greedy and lustful mating ritual claiming of marathon sex that destroyed half the mountain top. They didn't return to civilization for a month. Don't save him he is exactly where he wants to be.
See, you sent this absolute masterpiece in anon, but I recognized you anyways cause well... The vibes.
And honestly, where do I fucking start with this novel?
Love the dragon non-mc reader, naturally, and I love the voice-powers, 10/10. Hate her superiors for being cowards, -infinity/10
I never thought about Sylus being the one with the voice kink, which is a horrible oversight on my side, we should make that man even more pathetic.
But back on reader HER PERFORMING? YES QUEEN, EAT THE OTHER CONTESTANTS UP
I can't judge Sylus for losing it 🤷♀️ I'd lose it too, ngl
That ending tho. Poor mountain top 😂 and also DAMN A WHOLE MONTH? DID THEY NOT TAKE ANY BREAKS? WHAT ABOUT FOOD? WATER? I wouldn't worry too much about clothes but like... Youchies, they've gotta be sore in places they weren't even aware they could be
my liege if you keep having all of the guards come to your bedroom to read you bedtime stories, there will be no one to actually guard the castle during that time!
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“I can walk away from my name, my inheritance, and the duties that once bound me. As long as you remain yourself, I would defy every rule and run toward freedom with you.”
xavier you can’t just say things like this and expect me to be normal about you oh my god
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by the way it's fine to like sexual content just for the sake of it. "we can't ban porn because other stuff will get banned" "sometimes nude art has value" "the government will classify queer people as sexual" this is all true but it's okay to just like porn. its okay to not want porn to be banned because you like it.
art and creation are the voice of human expression, the outlets in which complex emotions find home. an inability to express yourself freely places restriction on your sovereignty, your right to exist as a human being. to be unable to speak, emote, exist freely in the world is truly a material suffering. to be unable to voice harm, fear, and pain is a profound limitation. it is the first thing a regime will do subjugate their population.
it is why it is so harmful to police each other in social spaces. creating art that is disturbing, distasteful, and disgusting is a necessity. it is an expression of the human condition, and bears no harm on the material world. art is always a voice, an extension of what it means to live. when you police the art of your fellow person, you blind yourself to each material conditions that led them to its creation. you lose your ability to connect or understand, and isn’t that what it’s all about? isn’t the point to understand each other? but how can you expect to do that with anyone when all of your concern is placed solely on the art itself, and not at all on what’s its trying to tell you? on what it’s very existence is trying to tell you? all art is political because all art is begins inside of someone. a whole life shapes each piece