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have we tried sitting completely still in a dark room, my liege?
there are only two genders btw. people who are alive and people who are fucking dead
now dance fucker dance man he never had a chance
Yeah I have trauma about it but unfortunately it's a really stupid thing to have trauma about. Yeah honestly if it had happened in a different way at a different time it would have been completely fine and normal. Yeah man like it was just a total confluence of circumstance and now my brain has an allergy against it. Yeah like a peanut allergy but stupider.
Does anyone know where that post is that talks about a child's prayer to Saint Michael? I remember "kill it with your sword, kill it with your sword, amen" quite distinctly but I can't remember the rest
(<- guy who finally focused up enough) YESSSSSS TO ALL OF THE ABOVE!!!!!! tsundere to earnest communication...
BIG AGREE!!! they're both such prime examples of their respective dynamics (as long as you don't look too close) and who they are/who they present to be is so carefully crafted. the tendency i see often when there's like an alpha's alpha or an omega's omega is that they tend to give into their instincts or start acting super out of character (<- there's appeal there! but it's kinda boring for me). like you said, with dante and olivine, they're constantly circling and trying to remain respectful of one another, whiteknuckling through it. im imagining them getting lulled into occasional intimacy with one another. they both get a little relief from being around each other (at the cost of immense horniness). olivine gets a hit of alpha pheromones and dante gets olivine's company, which is quite soothing in its own right. like... it wouldn't be crazy for them to sit next to each other (gasp!) and maybe touch hips. maybe lean into each other... get a real taste of what they've been yearning for. the further they get on autopilot, the worse they both feel (despite liking it)! (PUBLIC CUDDLING ON THE CHAISE LOUNGE... they might even kiss...) (they aren't in dante's room or olivine's guest room because that level of casual intimacy might be... overstepping...) the moment is crazy atmospheric too. lit candles because they're meeting in the evening after all their duties are done. comfy pillows and the view of the courtyard outside. the cold night air wafting against their shared warmth... maybe some wine? dante might offer alcohol if he undergoes ruts regularly. he probably gets stressed as hell during them, so something to take the edge off is nice. it seems fair to offer something to olivine as well, considering the man doesn't have the luxury of suppressants. the whole moment is probably very... picturesque? storybook-like... i think sometime after bloodkey would be an interesting place for this to settle on the timeline! they both definitely trust each other. there's an unspoken wariness about what they know about each other, but maybe also a comfort? like there's nowhere to go but up... and then the whole 'respecting each other's boundaries' gets another level because last time they saw each other, their boundaries were kind of eviscerated (even if eiden was there to patch things up a tad). in the end, i think they both probably apologize and also reject each others apologies. a little moment where they bare themselves, of their own will. and then realize that maybe they can get what they want! and fuck nasty!!! i feel like they probably fuck in dante's room because its more personal and comfortable. it smells like alpha all over and that does something for olivine while he's getting railed into dante's sheets. also, dante would find out quick how to tug and pull on olivine's nipple chains (after a introductory moment of being baffled and so horny he gets lightheaded). also, the imagery of olivine pulling out his little plug between his slick-covered thighs is very nice... also!! a thing i think would be fun for them is like... recognizing each other's scent. like they usually smell traces of other clan members on eiden. and then, with them having sex together, there's kind of a recognition and connection? like, despite it all, they're basically in a pack together? this probably comes up within a few days of them getting hit with each other's horniness. they could smell each other before. but it's a little different i guess? the fucking and intimacy definitely plays a part in recalling eiden to their brains. afterwards, it would be cute for them to exchange little scent handkerchiefs. to ease each other's instincts and its just... nice...
(also. just like. in general. omega olivine getting fun womb tattoo that prevents pregnancy and allows for lots of creampies. amen)
thinking about the omega priests post and olivine. as you do. but more specifically thinking about olivine going to solaria on official church business and coincidentally the scheduling of the trip means that he's going to go into heat during it. which is fine, kind of. it's going to suck a lot going through a heat alone when he's been so thoroughly spoiled by eiden and the clan, but he's had years of practice.
except solaria is really fucking hot. downright unbearable when in heat, especially when you're used to cooler temperatures like resident white boy olivine. and also dante ISN'T used to being around omegas in heat because he's been so isolated for so long. and dante offered to house olivine at his residence because there's a lot of rooms he's not using and what, is he going to make an acquaintance stay at an inn? do you doubt the sun lord's hospitality??
so they're both slowly going insane in close quarters because. olivine can't make the first move. and dante can't make the first move. and they're slowly roasting in horny fumes
also it kills me that his parents died in “an accident” while trying to flee. it wasn’t even the mob?? and dante, being the guy im quoting (its like hanabi dante room 4), knows that their deaths were incidental?
i have my petty qualms with the cowboy dante rooms but i do like the tidbit where we learn that, on the night of the riot, after his carriage was set ablaze and he ran into the desert, he spent his night and subsequent nights getting spooked and fleeing from the sounds of howls traveling across the desert
the house has filled itself with chintz
I feel like the thing thats really different about the polish trans experience is that because the language is heavily gendered and asking about a persons gender is very much not normalized, now that my body looks mostly androgynous people started referring to me with grammatical forms that have never been uttered by human tongue before. Last week a woman couldn’t decide what gender I was so after trying several she settled on speaking to me in plural and infinitive
lets synchronize with mama
lets be carried by mama
let's march with mama