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re: daken's pheromones, there are a lot of non-con / dubious consent elements there that make me rly uncomfortable and it's not something i'm ever gonna write and so the way I portray his powers are slightly different from canon.
daken can't use his pheromones to make people feel something that they don't already feel. he can just manipulate and heighten preexisting emotions or attractions. for example he can make people more agreeable or susceptible to suggestion and he can make someone who already wants him want him more. but there has to be that feeling already there to build on and draw out.
this is definitely in relation of the “I feel like we often forget about Matt’s background story” I wrote like, yesterday xD you’ll find his backstory HERE .-.
What are your thooughts on creampies? Messy dripping creampies? Pregnancy risks?
Pregnancy risks are deeef v hot. I love impregnation and breeding kink, and when they’re taunting the other char with knocking them up and the other char is like ‘noooo’ it’s … *deep inhale* it’s very good.
Creampies are okay but are usually something that simply happens; not something I actively work to because I think it’s especially hot. It always also depends on how it is written because if it’s too graphic I have to think of RL cum and have to gag aöldfaödfkalf. I got a v sensitive throat :’ )
what would it take for pelle to get rough during sex? what kinks does he have that take him off guard?
oooooooo them Good smut HCs below the cut(ft. allusions to dub/non-con so please be careful and skip if thats not your thing, ily)
so like i’ve said before, there’s very few instances i can see pelle get rougher (or rougher than usual):
k mentioned it in the aforementioned post but - boy’s got a big ol’ breeding kink, so that’ll mcfricking Do It
both while trying for a child, and when your efforts have proven successful
creating life is an honour an joy that is incomparable to anything else, and to have the blessing from the matriarch to not only couple with you but to mate with you? brings him such joy
but it is not just about pleasure, it is a job - an important one that the village relies on to survive and thrive for generations to come
he thrusts fast and deep into you, to ensure his seed gets where it needs to, and he makes sure to have you cum multiple times so your womb will welcome his cum as it stuffs you full
he keeps you pinned down under him, still, hips propped up in his lap so they’re elevated, legs locked around his waist as he lavishes you with kisses, to sooth you for a job well done and to make you comfortable because you will not be permitted to move for a while - you have to make sure it takes, after all
the first time you tell him you love him
this isn’t really the roughest he ever gets - it’s rough in the sense that the overwhelming emotions that wash over him make him lose his head
he grips you tighter than usual, keeping every inch of you pressed against him in some way
his hips lack a proper rhythm, thrusting harshly into you because he needs to get into you as deep as he can, he needs to feel your welcoming, loving heat all around him, hugging him closer as he is doing to you
if you were ever to leave
or, rather, try to leave - because of course he’s not letting you go
he loves you - they all love you!
more and better than anyone back in your ‘home’ ever did - can’t you see?
he’s show you, over and over and over again, as many times as is necessary, that he’s utterly devoted to you
no one else can make him feel this way, and he knows the same goes for you too, let him prove it
hands having to keeps yours pinned to the ground beneath you as his hips rock into yours, lips gently kissing away your tears as he loves so deeply and thoroughly, not stopping until you’ve cum so hard and so much you wouldn’t be able to move even if you wanted to
his movements so frantic and rough continue on and on until he properly tires you out, collecting you in his arms and bringing you back home, kissing your forehead as you snuggle closer to him
(ur thing says requests are closed so completely ignore/delete this if u want!! no pressure! the only reason im sending is bc it's a pelle request) how do u think it would go if pelle's s/o didnt want to be there, like realized it was a cult and they'd been drugged etc etc, and managed to run away?
ooo yeeee boi that Dark Shit™ - gimme gimme(below the cut if that’s not ur tastes - stay safe lovelies~!)
oh, this is no good at all!
you can’t just ‘run away’ - you may think they won’t miss one random sacrifice, but you’re so much more than that!
you were chosen for a reason - you won’t end up like the other visitors that came here, don’t you see?
‘managed to run away’ doesn’t mean much
they live in an isolated and heavily forested community - even with all the head starts in the world you wouldn’t be able to better navigate the land than the locals
they will find you, and every one of the Hårga would be so worried about you!
were you hurt?? they simply wouldn’t forgive themselves if you’d gotten hurt when you ran off like that, please rest and let them look after you
Pelle would be by your side immediately, easily able to hold you and run his hand through your hair - as the smelling salts they’d given you calmed you down to a rather lethargic state
don’t worry - he’d tell you - he won’t let anything like this happen to you again; he’ll keep you safe, and taken care of; they all will
you just misunderstood things, but don’t worry, he’ll explain it all and everything will be ok - you just have to trust him
you do trust him, don’t you?
of course you do, he’s never - and would never - do anything to hurt you, you’re more important than you (or anyone outside the sanctity of this community) know
if whoever tipped you off to the goings-on of the village was another outside guest, they would be dealt with immediately, suddenly gone
"out of guilt for misleading you”, the villagers would all tell you, “they simply felt so bad about overreacting and his misunderstanding having such a negative affect on you, they left in shame and beg your forgiveness”
“they hope their silly, misconceived notions won’t deter you from enjoying your stay” :)
Pelle is by your side 24/7 now
where you go, he goes
if you just want to sit in bed all day? that’s fine, though he does so wish you’d get up and walk around a bit at least - but if you just want to lay in bed he’ll hold you while you do so
if you want to walk around outside, he’d be overjoyed - and so would the rest of the community! everyone greeting you so warmly as you pass
Pelle’s hand is intertwined and locked with yours the whole time you’re outside
wouldn’t want you wandering off and getting lost again
not that that is likely to happen, as you know you’re still ingesting drugs - whether in your food, in your drink (both of which you tried to ingest a minimal amount of), or maybe it was in the air itself
not only were you too tired to run, but some days seemed better and brighter than others - some days you almost found yourself forgetting why you were so on edge in the first place...
he’d try and give you time, at first
time to calm down, time to process, time to think things through - to sort through your emotions on your own as you’d been forced to do your whole life
if that’s what you needed, then so be it, though it does break his heart when he knows he could be helping you through it all
he’d hope that that would be enough for you to get over whatever managed to scare you enough to flee
he knows it won’t be enough, but it’s a nice thought nonetheless
of course, after about a week, he simply has to take matters into his own hands
he can’t stand seeing you upset anymore, hurting and suffering alone - letting it eat at you from the inside when he and everyone else around you could be helping you
just one talk, just listen to him for one moment, that’s all he asks of you
he’s positive he can get you to change your mind, but if you don’t by the end of it, he says he’ll drive you to the train station himself
he’d tell you about the rituals you witnessed, about their cultural importance, but more than that his conversation would mainly focus on you
before all of... that happened, how did you feel? did you feel welcomed? and happy? loved?
yet the past week you isolated yourself from them and how did that make you feel? you were suffering, in so much pain and refusing to let anyone help you - because you were taught that’s what you were meant to do
but you don’t have to suffer alone - you don’t have to be alone here - you’re wanted and valued and respected here; you’re apart of something delicate and beautiful and you’re as vital to it as everyone else here is
do you feel so needed at home? so loved? so held?
you may not understand everything now, but you could - if you stay, if you open yourself up to a life you deserve, to being treated the way you ought to
it’s new, and it’s scary, he understands that - because you’re used to living a life where you’re cast aside and undermined and under-appreciated
to him, that is horrific - that the world beyond the commune could be blessed with someone as wonderful as you and toss you aside and leave you in the gutter - it’s something he cannot fathom
he loves you - so much, and if you stay he can give you that life you deserve: one where you’re loved and cared for and worshipped
if by the end of it, you somehow still don’t understand his point of view, he agrees to take you to the train station in the morning
you likely protest this, but Pelle points out it is too late at night to go out now and no trains would even be running
don’t worry, he would never keep you here against your will
all he asks in return is that you drink this before you rest - it’s just water, and since he knows you'll refuse to eat anything before you go, he wouldn’t want to send you off on in a malnourished state
that night when you go to sleep, your dreams are filled with such wonderful thoughts - about family, and compassion, and understanding, and acceptance
in your sleep, your body feels a warmth wrap around you - you subconsciously press your body back closer into its embrace, and smile in your sleep as a chaste kiss is placed to the crown of your head and soft Swedish words are whispered in your ear
when you wake the next morning, you smile up at Pelle as he stares at you
good morning, he whispers before pressing his lips to you - your mind feels foggy with bliss, the women prepared you a special breakfast in bed since you haven’t been feeling well - won’t you eat up?
here, let him feed you~ - have to be sure you eat it all, right?
plans? were you forgetting plans today? you weren’t sure, you could barely think straight, but Pelle’s sweet voice was the one thing your mind could discern and hold onto right now - so you ate
you ate more than you had the past week, that water last night made the emptiness in your stomach from such minimal nourishment the past week hit you full force!
he knew, eventually, you’d have to learn the truth, but in the mean time - until he can be sure you will accept it - he doesn’t mind playing this game, looking after you in your blissed out state
you look so happy like this, so at peace; it could be like this everyday without effort if you’d only let him in
a/n: thank u friend who loves me more than i deserve but also forgot to put on anon - this is for u <3
he saw you, across the room in philosophy class
Mark elbowed him, trying to get his attention, but he was completely captivated by you - sitting there, finger on your lip as you stared at your laptop screen in thought
not only was it a precious sight in and of itself, but it gave him the perfect view of your wrist, where your soulmate tattoo was in full view - and he knew it was your soulmate tattoo because the same ruin marked his own wrist, which he rubbed soothingly with his thumb as he watched the side of your face all class
you felt his gaze on you all class, but every time you looked over at the strange man he simply smiled at you so... warmly - you felt more tenderness in that smile than you did from your own family; it was as unnerving as it was enchanting
he waits up for you after the class ends, introducing himself and showing you his matching tattoo
after one quick coffee date, you jumped right in and started dating
he’s attentive - you notice it straight away; his most prominent feature
he’s more caring than anyone you’ve ever dated before, more compassionate, more empathetic - you feel like you can be open with him, it feels natural to bare yourself to him and you’re not afraid of being taken seriously
but, you suppose, that’s just what it’s like having a soulmate
he’s literally never been happier than now that he has you, and with his encouragement he has you move into his apartment as soon as possible so he can spend every moment with you
his sketch book is filled with pictures of you - most he lets you see, but some he insists aren’t done yet
those pictures are of you in the traditional clothing of his community, with a flower crown, dancing with villagers, tending a garden...
daydreams he cannot contain, and that he’s eager to
that very summer he invites you back to his village with him
were you two not soulmate, all of this would be moving far too fast, but it just feels right - and his enthusiasm is contagious
not that you’d ever dream of rejecting the trip to meet the people that raised such an amazing man - let alone saying no to him at all - but Pelle seemed almost desperate when he asked you that the Yes tumbled from your lips without a thought
clearly this was important to him, he already had your tickets booked for the following weekend - meaning he’d been planning this for a while
when you arrive in Hälsingland, everyone greets you with open arms
it’s almost overwhelming the way everyone rushes to greet the two of you, treating you like a long lost relative rather than a newcomer
they gush over your attractiveness, they congratulate Pelle when he tells them about your kindness and compassion and how well you treat him
“We’re family!” one of the girls exclaims happily, gripping your hand to her chest with a smile, the other women around you echoing their agreement
in the main house, you sleep in beds next to each other - talking in hushed whispers all night and reaching your hands out to hold each other until sleep overcame one of you
usually it’s you, leaving Pelle to watch you rest with a smile on his face as he thanks the gods above for blessing him with you
one night, early in your stay, he slips out of the warmth of his covers as you sleep to leave a love rune under your bed for good luck in the coming days as he continues to court you properly
you stick by his side throughout the festival as he eagerly introduces you to everyone in the village
you’re anxious to leave him, body practically wrapped around his arm as he introduces you to this new environment, but a few times you’ve had to as he had specific duties you could not be there for, but the other in the village were eager to take care of you
they encouraged you to lean on them as you do with Pelle, to trust them as you do him, and they somehow managed to make you feel calmer than you ever felt in the presence of a large group of strangers
the time flying by as you all entertained yourselves before Pelle sneaks up behind you and spins you around, laughing along happily
then one day you have a very... odd conversation with Siv
it begins innocently enough - fantastically, in fact, as she informs you that the union between you and Pelle is approved
your lover is ecstatic at the news gripping your hands in his tightly as he explains to you that while being soulmates is usually a guarantee, sometimes some soulmates are not approved by the elders to join the community
he just knew you would be perfect though, he just knew they’d all love you as he does
though the joyful celebration between you two - mostly Pelle running over traditional wedding plans with such decisiveness you can’t help but wonder how long he’s been thinking about it - is interrupted quickly by the matriarch
she informs you that by extension - of course - you’re also approved to mate with him; which is expected to happen in a few days in accordance with the festival and the upcoming night of alignment
Pelle was seemingly flustered at this, scratching the back of his neck as he takes in your shocked expression - but a light sort of flustered, like a kid would be when their parents show their significant other baby photos
to him there was nothing wrong with the conversation - of course you were going to mate with him, right? you were soulmates
and then things start to go wrong
the conversation was odd to you, almost off-putting, but you chalked it up to cultural differences
what happened the next day, you could not do the same
you watch, horrified, as two elders dive from the cliff, sacrificing their lives to the rocks below - you let out a pained scream, trying to turn and run away, but Pelle comes behind you and wraps his arms around you
he shushes you, coos to you, trying to explain what just happened and why, but you refuse to hear it, your own screams along with the blood pumping in your ears drowns him out
when you get back to the barn, you can only throw a few of your things in your bag before you collapse on your bed, sobs wracking through your body
Pelle, unable to be shaken from your side, rubs your back soothingly as he tries to explain away what you just saw, the history and meaning of this ‘ritual’ and how it was an honour to them to die this way - but you just can’t accept it
you can’t do this, you try and tell him, you just can’t - you can’t be apart of something - some place - that does that
he begs you to reconsider, begs you to sleep on it so you two can talk more in the morning; tomorrow was the big dance, and you can see the other side of the celebrations and the community. the side that will surely make that beautiful smile of yours come back
but you’re adamant you’ve made up your mind, and you want to go home
though clearly disappointed, he respects your decision with a solemn nod - watching you bury yourself under the covers like it was a cocoon you could hide safely in from the horrors outside
he leaves and quickly returns, offering you a cup of odd smelling tea to help you sleep with your nerves
you accept it, sitting up and gulping it down in a hurry as he tilts the cup higher so you have to down the whole thing
you begin coughing at the taste and the sting as it goes down, before your focus begins to blur and your eyes flutter shut, making your body collapse into his waiting arms
I mean, am I the ONLY one who has huge problems with how Bill and Virginia end up having sex in the Topeka episode? Like don't get me wrong I also LOVE it, in my guilty heart and treacherous loins, but holy FUCKING dubcon, batman :((((
