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#𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐅𝐄𝐑. INDEPENDENT ⸺ SELECTIVE ⸺ PRIVATE rp blog for ORIGINAL CHARACTERS and various highly private CANON CHARACTERS. written by NIKAN, CET, 28+. minors dni. contents may include cannibalism, violence, suicidal ideation. established september 8, 2025
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“behave” hey so unfortunately that was hot and i will be listening.
He knew so well what was going on with her and yet he likes teasing her, pushing her even more beyond her limits. "words my love" he whispered close to her ear as he kept her closer as possible against him into his arms. He reached the small control from inside on his pockets only to keep it in hand and high up the speed just a little bit, just enough to do something.
@mortuam
his whisper has a shiver ripple through her body, heat settling deep in her stomach. but this isn't what yakan wanted to hear at all, even if she does love hear him calling her that. with a dejected noise, she holds onto him tighter, tries to slot her hips against his to rub her already dripping core against him, to entice him into giving her what she needs. ❝ damon, please . . . ❞ she begins, about to ask him for more, to beg if she must, but her next words are swallowed by a gasp, the vibrations of the toy inside of her making her seize up in his arms, her back arching into a nigh painful curve. even just that small change of pace is enough to leave her breathless, her body sensitive from how much damon has already teased her. another whine, and yakan presses her face to the crook of his neck, panting into his skin. oh, she has to collect herself, lest damon never gives her what she wants. ❝ mmn . . . please, i need you, please . . . ❞
He remained silent, processing what she had just said, what she was accusing him of. He even blinked a couple of times because he was now lost in the conversation and trying to piece together the events, trying to understand what one thing had to do with the other. "Okay,hang in there." He gestured with his free hand and then took both of her hands in his. He always tries to listen to everything she says and tries to remember everything she likes, but now he's trying to memorize what he missed. "Didn't I hear you?" he asked genuinely. "My love... I remember perfectly that you told me you had an incredible idea for a song, if I can remember that very well - what I don't remember is you telling me you were going to release it today. I even remember telling you that I thought it was a good lyric and melody..." as he tried to remember, but said that was all he could recall for the moment. "Hey," he said as he made her look at him. “I repeat, I never said I didn’t like your song… I listened to it and I liked it. I know my name isn’t in it - I know you put a lot of effort into this project---- but I was just saying that if you had given me a little warning to prepare, it would have been much better, that’s all…” he explained once more, almost exhausted, as he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and looked at his phone. “What are you going to do with that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Stop being defensive for a second… trying to deflect the press is only going to make things worse.”
@mortuam
yakan clicks her tongue when damon grasps both of her hands, but she doesn't pull away right away. ❝ i guess you were too busy with your deal this week. ❞ which wouldn't be surprising, really. damon's job is demanding and, as he said, it's an important deal. still, it holds true that there've been a number of times during which he asked questions for the sole purpose of asking rather than listening.
❝ well, if i ever make another song like this, i'll make sure to warn you. ❞ not that she is planning on it. releasing his hands, yakan begins typing a few short sentences on her phone, and then glances at damon for but a moment hearing him claim that he likes the song. briefly, she wonders if he's trying to placate her as to not have to deal with her defiance much longer, but it doesn't really matter. ❝ i'm telling my agency to do something about the journalists bothering you. ❞ among other things, but damon needn't know. that truly isn't his decision to make anymore. she doubts she can halt distribution of he r song at this point, but perhaps she could have it played less than it was originally meant to. sighing softly, yakan shoves the phone back into her purse. ❝ it's not the first time we have to distract the press, so you don't need to worry. there should be significantly less calls by lunchtime tomorrow. ❞ she checks the delicate watch on the inside of her wrist, then straightens her shoulders. ❝ i'm going home now, if that's all. i'm tired and i still have to take care of a few things. there's a photoshoot here the day after tomorrow, maybe i'll see you there if the commotion has died down by then. ❞
It wasn't that he wanted her to stop distributing the product; again, that wasn't the point. But it had been an incredibly demanding day for him, indeed the entire week. The company was working on closing a very important deal, and everything had to be perfect. News like this always came as a bad omen when it came to business, and he didn't want his potential clients focusing on his personal life. Business and personal life didn't mix, but he knew better than anyone that people loved to intertwine them. "I know you didn't mention me,i did listen to it," he said firmly through gritted teeth as he began to pinch the bridge of his nose. "It's not that I'm trying to deny us, Yakan; it's that I need to deny it until this company matter is over," he explained quickly. “The thing is, I have the damn press tearing me apart over something that doesn't even exist. They're looking for a name to link the song to. Like I said, I just wanted a damn warning so I could change the subject while business progressed.” He watched as she was ready to leave, but he quickly pulled her close. “Come on, you have to admit I'm the guy you'refucking,” he said with a soft smile, trying to downplay the situation. “I know you're angry… I'm annoying too, but you have to understand that our actions shouldn't be taken lightly,” he said, stroking her forearm. “Besides, I don't understand how you're going to do that? You're going to say another man's name? That would make me incredibly jealous,” he said, this time stroking the side of her neck with his knuckles.
@mortuam
yakan looks positively annoyed when damon pulls her close, head turned away from him as she looks off to the side quite defiantly. it's not only that it bothers her that he's trying to downplay everything nuddly but also that he keeps mentioning that they're fucking when . . . it's more than that. isn't it? truth be told, this entire situation is rather disappointing at this point. the song she was happy to release and thought damon would at least . . . appreciate, knowing that yakan was thinking of but him caused but strife between them now ❝ perhaps you wouldn't need an extra warning if you actually listened from time to time. or had asked about anything at all about what i've been doing. ❞ a low blow, really. it's not that damon doesn't ever listen, but yakan certainly noticed that there are times that he asks her questions without truly being interested in the answer. ❝ and i don't mind you denying us, you know that. we've agreed that that's how we're handling our relationship, nothing's changed. ❞ yakan barely reacts to damon's gentle gestures, instead beginning to rummage in her purse to look for her phone. ❝ i'll think of something. it should be fine as long as the press stops calling you, no? ❞
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instead of writing or studying i did this. now miyata and i finally have a place to refer to for all of the aus we currently have for yakan and damon
Her song? That made him blink a couple of times. He could tell they weren't on the same wavelength, which had caught him even more off guard. He remained silent for a long time, processing the information. Had he really acted like a fucking idiot, starting to forbid her things? He shook his head in denial and took a deep breath, holding it for a couple of seconds before exhaling. "darling," he said calmly, as calmly as he could manage. "If I were your manager, I'd probably have forbade it if we were involved... Luckily for you, I'm not your fucking manager. I'm just the guy you're fucking." He leaned forward to look her directly in the eyes. He was starting to get annoyed, but he had to stay calm. “I’m not talking about your song itself; you own that and don’t need to consult me. I just wanted a heads-up on how to handle things. I know it’s just a song, but we were already on the radar of the press, and that just fuels their attacks… Like I said, I just wanted a heads-up on whether to admit it or keep denying it. I’ve been stunned like an idiot… I’m simply saying that I expected our relationship to become public once we talked about it. I’m not interested in controlling your creativity, nor in controlling you.”
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❝ just the guy i'm fucking , ❞ she echoes slowly. luckily, too. damon certainly doesn't mean to, but he almost sounds threatening, making yakan sit up straighter. she knows well that she shouldn't take everything damon is saying to heart right now, and yet ... it feels rather belittling. both towards herself, her feelings and the relationship they truly have. huffing softly, yakan stands up, straightening out her dress as she meets his eyes properly. ❝ i didn't mention your name, us fucking isn't public. it's just a song. it could be about anyone else that i'm possibly just fucking. ❞ oh, the song is about their little escapades exclusively, yes, but no one but them truly knows that. writing and recording it all, it had made yakan feel warm and giddy, but now . . . now she feels disappointed. and a tad stupid although she does well to ban either emotion from her features. ❝ nothing's changed because we didn't talk about anything, as you said. so you can keep denying it as we've always done. ❞ but . . . being called over and over again truly is a nuisance, so she does understand how bothered damon must be. glancing off to the side, yakan takes a moment to take a deep breath. ❝ i'm sorry. i'll try and direct the journalists' attention elsewhere. they'll move on , ❞ she mutters ere bending down to pick up the purse she'd set next to her chair. there isn't much to be done about the song anymore, although curbing its distribution might still be possible.
His eyes quickly tore from the laptop screen. He looked at her seriously for a couple of seconds before rising from his seat and approaching her with purposeful steps. “Precisely the reason I called you here,” he said quickly, as if he were speaking to business colleagues for a second. His hands grasped her forearm and pulled her close, guiding her to a seat in one of the chairs. He half-sat on the edge of the desk. “The damn phone hasn’t stopped ringing all day. I had to unplug it… not to mention my own cell phone,” he began to explain. He wasn’t really angry, well, not anymore. “I respect your status as an artist, and the creativity of your song, but…” He paused, trying to find the right words without sounding completely rude. “I would have appreciated a little warning… since all of this caught me off guard, and I really thought we were going to discuss this matter ----- about when to make it public.”
@mortuam
it's difficult to read damon when he is in a mood like this, but he seems less than pleased. lips pulling into a thin line, yakan allows him to pull her to one of the cushioned seats although she can't help but try and pull her arm free from his grasp anyway. she certainly doesn't like the way he's handling her right now, not in this context. so distant, almost cold. exhaling slowly, she crosses her legs and listens to him silently, a frown marring her face. ❝ make it public . . . ? the song? ❞ staring at him silently for a few moments, yakan begins shaking her head slowly. ❝ i ⸺ didn't know you expected me to ask for permission. ❞ strictly, she doesn't have to, after all. the song doesn't mention his name, and she's taken great care to not feed into any rumors by mentioning his name during any interviews, either. still, they're floating around, so . . . it'd make sense that the press would chase him down. ❝ i thought we'd handle it like before. ❞ not confirming anything, not denying anything, simply allowing the journalists to move onto the next piece of gossip they'd find within a matter of days. or hours.
( yakan , 6:00pm ) : could you please come to my office as soon as possible. ( yakan , 6:00pm ) : theres an important and delicate matter we need to discuss. ( yakan , 6:01pm ) : it needs to be now.
@mortuam
[ ✓ sent ⸺ 06:12pm ] i'll be there in 30.
the anxiety gnawing at her makes it impossible to send but this confirmation. no teasing, no other questions, nothing. she did release that song today . . . and damon seemed wholly unaware when he called her earlier. it could bode ill considering that they're not official yet. and ⸺ well. it is a song arose from their intimate life. she may have mentioned it, but did he take her seriously back then? considering that they immediately began their second round.
yakan is knocking on the door of damon's office twenty-five minutes later still wearing the dress she wore during the interview she gave earlier. closing the door behind her gently, she turns to face him properly, not quite approaching him just yet as she wrings at her wrist with her other hand.
❝ . . . did you listen to it? ❞
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Foul child, bastard and beast O lost lamb, first to the feast Come claim if you’re able A spot at this table
Mild and meek, down on your knees For hide and seek. It’s time that we feed
Your heart is racing, blood is running cold Your fractured will is whispering (fly away, fly away) Far Away
Here be lions
Say goodnight With each bite does your sanity die Sucking the life out, letting the dark Inside Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes Or scream all you like, your gods can’t hear you
Scream Now Scream Scream Pseudo suicide, don’t choke on your pride
Scream Now scream Now. Scream. Yeah, I’m gonna watch you bleed
Flensed and flayed, how does it feel? Your pound is paid, those scars will not heal, no
Lost in suffering, drowning in your tears Won’t someone, somewhere tell me (where do I, where do I) Go from here
Be the lion
Say goodnight With each bite does your sanity die Sucking the life out, letting the dark Inside Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes Or scream all you like, the gods can’t hear you
Dressed in rage Inside my cage My pandemonium Still bound to the flame that I bear
Buried alive In the coffin of who I used to be I’ll scream all I like, ‘cause we’re all mad here
(Slumbering, tumbling) (Wandering, wondering) (Suffering, hungering) Forever falling into my mind Deeper, deeper down 'til I
Say goodnight To the shadow I left far behind I’m just a stranger, we are all strange Inside You can run but there’s nowhere to hide So scream all you like, no one can hear us
Follow me (Follow me) Come follow me (Follow me) To Pandemonium Still bound to the flame that I bear (There’s)
No release (Rescue me) From this empty, waking wonderland (Rescue me) So scream if you like, 'cause we’re all mad here
Scream all you like, 'cause we’re all mad here
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Damon gives a sidelook to yakan as he continue driving. He doesn't really care about what yakan can or not so under his manager's orders but he wasn't going to tell him not to do something. "I'll make sure to get you those things at home from time to time." if eating junk food every now and then made yakan happy then he shall provide.
Once he arrived the building and pulled over, he got off the car and opened the passenger door and helped yakan to get off the car. " I'll be honest I like when you are a good boy" but how he dislikes when he needs to obey to that manager of his.
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yakan positively perks up hearing damon's offer, a smile curling his lips. ❝ really? i'd love that. ❞ it's a small thing, really, and for damon to want to accommodate him like this . . . well, it undeniably makes yakan happy, his heart fluttering a little. humming softly, the idol leans back into his seat, smile never leaving his lips. when they reach the other's home, he waits patiently ere grasping damon's hand as he steps out of the car.
❝ mm, i guess for you i can always be a good boy , ❞ yakan chuckles softly, stepping closer to damon and tipping up his chin to press a small kiss to the corner of the other's lips. then, with their hands still joined, yakan leads him over to the front door. ❝ any specific plans for tonight or are we just relaxing? ❞
"D'ya mind?" Hand to their cheek, thumb to chin in tilting just enough for his lips to caress at throat. "A bit peckish and ya be smelling mighty fine this night~ ♥" A chuckle, as he knew friendship is all about give and take and his companion for tonight knew the rules~ Well, the agreement between two when it came to this idiot.
"Pardon me ~ " Lips part, fangs settle and press with ease. A pinch before the secretion of glands aids in numbing and settling the place a little more pleasurable for them both.
Sip sip ~
❝ hm? ❞ he glances at the other all the while already complying, head tipping back to rest against the cushioned back of his seat, golden hair cascading down. his breath catches in his throat for but a moment feeling lachlan's lips, then ganymede exhales slowly. of course. ❝ go ahead. ❞ blood for companionship. it's only fair, really. fangs settle against his skin, and ganymede's eyes slip shut nigh automatically, the corners of his lips twitching so very faintly ere relaxing when the pain is soothed over rather immediately. not that it matters much considering his immortality, but it still feels nice.
❝ ⸺ what do i taste like? ❞ ganymede wonders idly, eyes opening again to stare at the ceiling up above. is it noticeable, his ancient blood and divinity weaved into his being? never before has the immortal had the opportunity to ask such a thing. regardless, he doesn't expect an answer right away, not while lachlan is having his fill, so he waits patiently.
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His blue irises moved, scanning the menu. Yes, he knew exactly what he was going to order. He, like Yakan, could have ordered the meat, but this time he decided on something perhaps a little lighter. " I'll get the salmon," he said simply, setting the menu aside and quickly ordering what the couple wanted. The moment the waiter left, his eyes fixed on Yakan as he leaned forward just a little to reach her chair and pull it out - closer, once more. "You're too far away," he said as he moved closer to her. "The good thing about all this is that I won't have to order dessert here, since I'll have it at home."
@mortuam
quietly, yakan waits whilst damon orders food and drinks for them both, eyes briefly tracking the waiter retreat ere her attention is drawn back to the necromancer. just briefly does her breath hitch when damon pulls her closer, and she reaches out to take one of his hands. watching him closely, an amused spark appears in her eyes whilst she nuzzles into the back of his palm. ❝ mm, you're being astonishingly patient today. ❞ truth be told, the spirit wasn't certain before they'd leave on time at all, that either of them would give in to their more carnal desires instead. yet they've made it here without incident, and although yakan isn't disappointed, she can't deny that the want and desire for the man next to her is always boiling beneath her skin. ❝ and what exactly are you planning for dessert? ❞
He looked down at the bag with the food arching an eyebrow before looking back at him and giving him a last kiss before he start driving off to their place. "I thought you weren't suppose to eat that." he asked more like in a genuine way than anything.
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❝ i'm not , ❞ yakan mutters, glancing out of the window as they begin driving. he holds onto the bag just that little bit tighter before he looks at the other man again. ❝ ⸺ but, y'know, it's nice . . . eating junk food every couple months. and my manager and dietitian don't have to know everything all the time. ❞ a moment of silence, then the hint of a smile curls the idol's lips as reaches over to rest a hand on damon's knee. ❝ i don't always gotta be a good boy. ❞
