to answer your question about heated rivalry, as an existing hockey fan-- yah, I personally don't like it and find it annoying. But, it's not the end of the world to just block the tags.
The funny thing is that it feels so unrelated to most of what actual hockey is. The plus side is possibly getting more people into real hockey, which I'm always in favor of!
I have for sure gotten more into hockey... gotten into at all period bc of the show. I preciate your answer!
I will always see it as a sex thing, as a metaphor, as men PLOWING into eachother. But it's cool af. I love how fast it is. It makes me think of what Romans would watch gladiators for back in the day but with cheetos sponsorships.
I do wonder about how stressed the HR fans have made any closeted players. But I hope that we can make space for everyone to enjoy men plowing eachother, no matter what it means to someone else.
Emperor of Mankind x Fem!OC. Hand kink with heavy implied dubcon
Not a primarch but set in the same universe so I'll tag the usual. @baldieboi @veryspecificreason @doubting-dreamingdreams @handedsanitiser
Araceli knelt beside the Emperor’s throne, hands resting on her thighs, her plump breasts hanging freely from her loosened robes. Her elegant null collar, made of golden leaves that hid their perfected nullifying power, sat heavy around her neck. It was custom in every way, just tight enough to be a permanent reminder and nearly imperceptible as a null collar.
Her forest-green eyes were glassy, hazy, her lips parted slightly. Every breath she exhaled was hot, carrying a soft noise that bordered on a moan. Her robes barely covered herself, revealing every freckle to any who entered.
The Emperor reached out, absent-minded as He read a report in His other hand. His fingers passed her lips, stroking her tongue slowly. She closed her lips around the two fingers, just large enough to fit her mouth comfortably. She gave them a slow suck, moaning softly in bliss.
She laved her tongue over the rough pads of his fingers, tasting sunlight and power, all coated in a light haze of aged parchment and flame. She had enough wherewithal to swallow the pooling drool in her mouth, sucking on his fingers. Her teeth scraped his knuckles as she did so, but He made no note of it.
He turned His hand over, rubbing the roof of her mouth with His fingers. His thumb petting her top lip, smearing the golden lipstick she’d been painted with today. He hummed softly, golden gaze drifting towards her briefly.
A surge of pleasure ran through her and she moaned despite herself, squeezing around nothing as she felt herself drip onto the floor. She lifted her head more, drawing His fingers deeper into her mouth. Drool dripped from her lips as she shallowly bobbed her head, practically fucking her mouth with his fingers.
She moaned, eyelids drifting shut. He fed her more of that pleasure, stroking her entire body with invisible, incorporeal hands. They ran up and down her sides, passing through her clothes without disturbing them. More cupped her breasts and rubbed her nipples in slow circles. Two fingers entered her cunt, thrusting into her without warning.
She needed no preparation, no warning for Him, her body wet and relaxed for Him. Quickly, she realized the faster she bobbed her head and the harder she sucked on His fingers, the invisible fingers in her pussy mirrored the motion. Her moans filled the hall, falling past her lips.
He rotated His hand again and pushed them deeper into her mouth, down to the knuckle. Her eyes rolled back, fluttering as the fingers in her pussy pushed in deeper to match. She squeezed around them - around nothing, truly, but came all the same, dripping slick into a small puddle on the floor.
Her throat was relaxed and she barely gagged around His deep, penetrating fingers. The motion was accompanied with raw pleasure filling her mind and body, her very soul bare to His touch. She sucked around them, tongue darting out to stroke against His palm. All she knew was that she needed more, more and more of Him, she needed to taste more.
A soft chuckle reached her ears - or perhaps her mind? - and He pulled His hand from her mouth. She reached up, but invisible hands caught her wrists, forcing them behind her back. She made a needy noise of protest, her eyes narrowing as they darkened with the threat of her own power.
+Calm,+ His voice carried through her mind. He offered her His hand again, petting her lips with spit-soaked fingers. Tilting her head to take them into her mouth again, she grunted when He turned His hand to press His knuckles to her lips.
She opened her mouth wide, pressing it over His knuckles. She dragged her tongue over His knuckles, feeling the rough scars and callouses underneath the layers of illusion and deceit He wrapped Himself in. She lingered over the end of one scar that’d sat on the back of His hand, pressing her lips to it in reverence.
Around her neck, her collar tightened and she whimpered, shivering as all the hands disappeared and cold swirled around her. The scars and callouses disappeared as her collar responded to the minor reveal, tuning itself to her fluctuating power. She almost felt sad, longing to feel Him as He was.
He spread His fingers, cupping the side of her face. Once again, His hand was too big, too large, nearly encompassing her entire skull. She was unafraid, staring up at Him as the fog began to clear from her mind, the pleasure fading from her body like gentle, receding waves.
She didn’t need to say it, but she did anyway. “You bastard.” It lacked any bite, any real spite or hate, only sadness at His own denial.
His lips turned upwards into a smile. “Such language.”
She bowed low, resting her head against the side of His leg. Pulling her robes together, she exhaled softly as the cold faded and His golden warmth embraced her once again. “I thought you would like a classic term.”
His silent chuckle echoed within her mind, responding to her with a layer of delight.
Majlis Peperiksaan Malaysia (MPM) memaklumkan bahawa semakan keputusan MUET Sesi 3 Tahun 2025 boleh dibuat mulai 27 Januari 2026, jam 10.00 pagi.
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