female mcyters rarely play the same roles that their male counterparts do in terms of antagonism/conflict in mcrp, because those that do end up buried in a shitstorm of comment section misogyny, which reinforces that rule by discouraging them from doing so again. the range of acceptable female character dynamics that won't get you dogpiled is so pitifully narrow that you can't even, like, kill a fucking pig. let alone another person. and god forbid you make an intentionally evil character choice on Evil Character Choices SMP, it's completely fucking over for you. meanwhile the men get to do whatever they want to eachother and to you, but if you fight back, everyone in the audience from the redditors to the genderfluid tumblrinas decide that you're the crazy one. like i'd love to analyze and write stories about women in minecraft world where the core issue is something besides misogyny, but you people literally won't give me anything else to work with besides toothless yuri shipbait that still won't pull 80% of the fandom out of the yaoi mines. i'll keep painstakingly extracting compelling narratives out of unintentional implications because it is my passion and my life's work, but i really wish my range of options wasn't so limited.
The buzz from the pre-game shots spread through your veins, as you and your friend Sasha walked up the stairs to a random party. She'd begged you to go as soon as she learned about it through her friend Connie.
She knew you never turned down a party, it was the only way to distract yourself from the hellish life of being a pre-med student.
Apparently it was thrown by some guy named Eren, whoever he was, he was loaded. The all white mansion's lights shined bright in the night.
"Nice house" you admired, still walking up the never ending stairs.
"Yeah, his family's loaded, his dad's a really big surgeon around here" Sasha replied.
"Mhm maybe I could shadow him...you think I could get an internsh-"
"Ah ah, no nerdy talk right now" Sasha shushed you, as you finally made it to the front door.
You thought maybe there'd be some sort of security because of the scale of the party, and it being in such a wealthy neighborhood, but Sasha just walked right in, and you followed.
The crowd was massive, everyone practically bumping shoulders...or other parts. You couldn't help but admire the chandeliers above you, the lights changed colors along with the beat of the music.
Taking your attention away from the pretty lights, you caught the eyes of a familiar blonde. His blue eyes glowed in the now purple lights, glasses framing his face. He wore a dark green t-shirt, and a multi-colored flannel, with jeans.
Before you could wave, nod, or give him any type of acknowledgment, you were pulled in the opposite direction.
"C'mon I wanna see what they have to drink" she shouted over the music. You just nodded, still being tugged toward the kitchen. Once you were there, Sasha fixed you and her cups of punch.
You however, were still thinking about the blonde. He was your Biochem TA from last semester. You'd always thought he was sweet and kinda hot in a sorta nerdy way. You felt there was a bit of tension between you, but you never acted on it.
He even had one on one tutoring sessions with you before your exams. If it weren't for him you doubt you would've passed with an "A".
You wondered if he even remembered your name, he probably had so many other things to worry about.
Sasha handed you your drink, "Y/n?"
"Hmm" you finally snapped out of your thoughts, grabbing the red solo cup.
"Did you hear anything I said" she sighed, taking a sip of her punch.
"No, sorry. What did you say?" you shook your head, sipping the red concoction. It was actually pretty good, a bit sweeter than you'd like, but good.
"I saidddd, Nic is here!" She exclaimed. Nic being her crush of a few months, who you're sure that everybody knows likes her, but her.
"What? How?" You questioned.
"I sent him a snap of me at the party to make him a bit jealous, but then he snapped me back saying he was here too and asked if I wanted to hang" she could barely contain her excitement.
"So you're leaving me for your crush?" You playfully pouted.
"No of course not, you can come too" she smiled, not seeing anything wrong with you intruding.
"Ugh no Sash, I don't think Nic wants to hang with me. I think he wants one on one time with you, ya know?" You chuckled.
"No...he doesn't think of me in th- wait really?"
"Yeah Sash I'm pretty sure he likes you back, like 99.999% sure"
"Okay I'm going, you sure you'll be okay?" She looked up at you, concern in her brown eyes, oh how you loved her.
"Yes, I promise. I'll find something...or someone to do" you laughed, half joking.
"Alright wish me luck" she kissed your cheek and then she was off in another direction.
You decided to walk back towards the heart of the party. Scanning the crowd, your eyes moved towards the area of the familiar face, only to see he was gone.
"Looking for someone?" A voice questioned, close beside you. You instinctively jumped, turning to see Armin Arlert, your former Biochem TA.
Although the air was filled with weed and liquor, you were still able to get a whiff of his citrusy cologne. Well, you'd found him, or rather he'd found you.
"Yeah, I was looking for you actually. You're the only familiar face I've seen and my friend just ditched me" you sipped more of the sugary drink.
Armin only hummed in response, nodding over to his former spot in a corner. You nodded, following him through the crowd.
"So, you still a TA for Professor Hange?" You shouted above the music.
"Yep, not the same as last semester though" he replied, finally making it to the corner, where the music wasn't as loud.
"How so?" You questioned.
"The students don't ask for my help, I kinda feel useless" he let out a soft chuckle.
"You know I kinda missed you, you actually seemed like you wanted to learn". He smiled over at you, his pretty eyes meeting yours.
You took another drink of punch before responding."Really? You missed me?" You laughed. He only responded with a head nod, licking his lips, unintentionally giving you get a glimpse of his tongue ring. That god damn tongue ring.
"I missed you too" you blurted out, a smirk formed against his lips.
"Yeah?" He moved closer to you, his cologne was intoxicating.
"Yeah" you responded, with an innocent smile.
"There's no other TA like you" you added, finishing the cup of punch which you're pretty sure was 80% sugar, but you still felt a slight buzz.
Armin's cheeks burned red, and you couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol in his red solo cup or your comment, but you hoped it was the latter.
"You know, I kinda thought you didn't remember me" you continued.
"Who could forget such a pretty face" Armin's eyes flickered up at yours then to his drink, taking another sip.
"Am I just a pretty face?" You teased, moving even closer, face to face.
"No, you're smart and passionate about your future, it's admirable" he smiled at you, genuinely.
You didn't know if it was the punch or the way he was complimenting you, but you felt like you had a chance, and you took it.
"I've always thought you were cute"
"Cute? Just cute?" He asked, his mouth twitched into a smirk.
"And smar-" Armin's free hand grabbed your face, pulling you into an abrupt kiss. His lips were soft and sweet from the punch.
The kiss was quick, but you could still feel his warm lips pressed against yours once he pulled back.
"Thanks, but I'm not just cute" he smiled, his hands left your face, and back into his pockets.
"How so?" You teased.
"Let me show you"
The next thing you knew, you were upstairs in a random bathroom.
Armin locked the door, pushing you against it, connecting your lips again. He held your face in one hand, while holding your hip with the other. This kiss was rougher, less calculated, more frantic.
Feeling his tongue push against your lips, you let it slip in. The silver ball you'd fantasized about in class, was now in your mouth, and you couldn't help but moan at the thought.
Armin broke the kiss a string of saliva moved with him, still connected to your lips. He smirked down at you before grabbing the ends of your tank and lifting it over your head.
You quickly discarded your bra, your nipples hardened from the cool air of the bathroom. "Fuck, they're even better than I imagined" Armin drooled at the sight of your breast, you took it he was a boob guy.
His lips attached to one of your nipples, playfully flicking his tongue before sucking it. You let out a soft moan, grabbing his head, fingers running through his hair.
His other hand moved to play with your other breast, pinching and grabbing it, until it stung. The slight pain went straight to your cunt, begging for attention.
His teeth bit down on the sensitive skin and you swore you could see stars. You moaned out, grabbing his hair and pulling him up to look at you.
"You're a little freak aren't you" you teased, before grabbing the back of his neck, pulling him into another kiss. You moved from the door, sitting on the sink. Your legs spread, letting Armin in between, both his hands laid on your thighs.
Your hands moved from his neck, back to his soft hair, tugging it a bit, when he bites down on your bottom lip. He pulled back from the kiss, out of breath.
"I like to be in control" he looked at your sternly, glasses at the slope of his nose.
"Then take control" you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, his clothed erection against your clothed cunt. There were too many barriers between you at the moment.
He let out a chuckle, before giving your thighs a light squeeze to let go of his waist. He moved away from you and over the toilet, placing his glasses on the seat.
Then his flannel and shirt were off, and you couldn't help but admire his body. Holy sleeper build.
Once he's in front of you again, your hands immediately attach to his chest, his heart was racing, and for some reason you felt your pussy pulse because of it.
His hands moved to lift your skirt, sliding your black panties off. He balled the thin fabric, before placing them in your mouth with a smirk. "Shh" he lifted a finger to his mouth.
Then he was on his knees, between your legs. "You know, it may be perverted to say, but I've imagined what you'd taste like" his breathe shuddered against your cunt. He was such a freak, and you loved it.
Armin wrapped his arms around your legs and pulled you closer to the edge of the counter. Without warning, he dipped his tongue into your heat, down to your hole lapping up your slick and moving to your clit.
His tongue moved in circles against the sensitive bud, the metal ball adding a new element of pleasure. He slurped and sucked your clit just as hungrily as he'd done your breasts.
You moaned into your panties, moving your head back against the mirror. His fingers dug into your thighs, as his tongue dipped into your hole, swirling around before slurping your arousal.
He took a hand from your thigh, taking his ring and middle finger into his mouth and interning them into your cunt. "Mmm" you moaned, muffled by the fabric.
"You're so wet" he smiled up at you innocently, so much that it gave you whiplash. How could he look like that but do things li-
His lips attached to your clit again, as his fingers eagerly pumped inside you with a slight curve, hitting your sweet spot.
"Mmm mm" you pleaded, wanting to announce you were close, your hands grabbed a hold of his hair, pressing him further onto your cunt.
Armin continued his pursuit against your pussy, never letting up. He sucked your clit so hard you swore the stars were back, and with another pump of his fingers hitting that spot, you came undone.
Pleasure ran through your veins, the pressure in your abdomen releasing, you squirted against Armin's fingers. Your arousal and liquids all over his face, but he continued pumping into you.
"Mmm mm mm" you wanted to cry out from the pleasure and overstimulation, but Armin continued attempting to get another orgasm out of you.
He groaned against your clit, before lifting his head to look at you, "cmon you can do it again, I know it" he coached you.
"Just lift your hips a bit"
You nodded, moving your hands from his hair to the marble bathroom counter, slightly lifting your hips, arms trembling.
"Good girl" he smirked, still pumping his fingers into you, he spat against your clit before adding pressure with his thumb.
Armin watched your face the entire time, your second orgasm slowly built and he knew the moment your cunt clenched around his fingers you were almost there.
With his fingers bruising your cunt, you came undone again. Tears left your eyes, as you squeeze them shut, coming down from the high. Your hips jerked against his hands and Armin finally removed his fingers, giving your clit a soft peck.
He raised from his knees, taking the panties from you mouth. You let out a sigh, catching your breath, your body slumped on top of the counter.
A smirk formed across his lips, sticking his fingers into your mouth and you sucked them clean. Armin brought you into a quick kiss, unbuttoning his pants.
His jeans and underwear dropped to floor and the only thing left was his painfully erect dick. It was...pretty, just like him. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling.
"Stand up and turn around" Armin ordered, and your smile immediately faded, you didn't even know if you could stand anymore.
"You can do it" he added, his blue eyes softened.
You nodded, slowly getting off the counter, your legs took a second to readjust, but you were good...for now.
Turning around, you placed your hands against the marble counter. Armin's hands grabbed your ass, kneading it before aligning himself with your cunt.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Mmhm" you replied, looking back at him over your shoulder.
Armin slid himself inside you, and you finally felt whole. You let out a small whimper, which gained a slight moan from Armin.
A hand slapped your ass, forcing another whimper out of you, the pain hurt so good. Armin's strokes started off slow, but it wasn't long before his pace quickened, his hips snipping against you.
Each stroke, hitting your already bruised cervix. He looked down at himself moving in and out of your cunt. You swallowed him whole, taking him so well.
Your cunt dripped with your arousal, and he was proud to say he'd made you this way. You had gotten wet just for him. "Mmhm" he moaned, lifting a hand and slapping your ass again.
You looked up at the mirror, dried mascara streaks against your skin. You looked fucked out, but you could go for another orgasm, and he for sure gonna give it to you.
Armin increased his speed, pounding into you over and over. Your hands gripped against the counter, close to your release.
"Fuck Armin" you cried out, your legs trembling from his pursuit. He abruptly pulled out of you, turning you around and picking you up. To be honest, you hadn't thought he could lift you, but he did so effortlessly.
You instinctively wrapped your legs around him, as he pushed you back down onto his length. Pushing your back against the door, Armin began pumping into you again. With his face in the crook of your neck, he moaned, fingers digging into your thighs, he was close.
His hips snapped into you, coaxing your orgasm. You tightened your legs around his waist, wanting no space between you. Your hands moved to his hair again, giving it a slight tug.
Your hips bucked against his, "Mmhm Armin" you cried out, your third orgasm washed over you. New tears fell down your face, as you sobbed from the pleasure.
Armin groaned against your neck, "fuck I'm gonna cum." His strokes became staggered, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, as he came inside you, his warm seed coating your insides. He pumped into you a few more times, coming down from his high.
Armin caught his breath, slowly placing you to your feet, giving your forehead a soft peck.
✎ i promise he gave after care(i mean it’s armin we’re talking abt)
sorry for any grammar/spelling errors, i’ll fix em when i have the time<3
Headcanon- the Ring decided to leave gollum when it felt thorins presence in the goblin caves. A power hungry megalomaniac dwarven king would be a perfect bearer. It just didn’t expect Bilbo instead
so I'm making a site skin, as I so often do, and I need a dark colour for a semi-transparent background. I decide to go with #2a2a2a because that's the background colour for Reversi (AO3's dark mode). But to make it semi-transparent, I need to use the RGB value, not the hex, so I convert it and
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