Apologize

“apologize”

the word rang through your dizzy and blurry head- trying to breathe while your cheek pressed down onto pillows with every swing of nanami’s hips. you hadn’t seen his face for the better part of half an hour now.

having used every shaky word you were allowed to use in his presence with slip ups like these.

too needy, begging and vying for his attention so badly it slipped you into an uneasy and frankly snappy attitude. directing it to everyone except for him… until he stood directly in front of you with inquisitive questions as to why a pout was painted on your lips. arms crossed and straining against the pressed shirt that had absolutely no give.

heart sinking down to your tummy when your answer was uncharacteristically sour and borderline mean. accusing your sweet, overworking man of prioritizing work over you- lips snapped shut when he stepped forward and promptly pressed his fingers on either side of your cheeks and squeezing tight enough that there was a panic crawling up the base of your skull. hand immediately coming to try and pry his hand off before you thought better.

settling for the way he tugged you away and brought you to the point you were currently at- screaming and crying into the pillow saturated with tears and drool he had mercilessly fucked out of you.

messy cock bullying your poor cunt now after he deemed your mouth raw enough; ensuing you’d think twice about speaking to him like that.

he was good to you, patient- understanding when you got into your head over the silliest things and speaking before thinking. he could dismiss that; but he had been strung too tight, already missing you like you were him and being received in a manner where your kindness wasn’t there struck a cord within him that he preferred to swallow back.

but it was fine, he’d be here to straighten out any attitude you’d catch with him.

smiling when he saw you try and look back at him, knowing your lips were still sore and swollen from his thick cock previously. eyes barely able to meet his, rolling back every time he stopped and pressed his hips into the fat of your ass down so hard he knew it hurt.

stomach clenching with the painted look of hurt painted your pretty face.

“apologize for making me treat you like this.”

nanami spoke, reaching down to grab one swell of fat- spreading you open to see for himself the spattered wetness of orgasms ruined circling the base of his cock.

trying to keep the shiver that had him audibly groan down when your whole being spasmed at the words he directed towards your barely lucid self.

letting you suck in tufts of air before your lips trembled trying to form every syllable.

“‘m sorry.” it was warbled, every letter shaky and pitchy. a pathetic attempt in the midst of his hips pistoning in and out of you, swallowing after every word with the feeling that his cock itself was in your throat.

“nanami- ‘m sorry.” you whimpered, shame and embarrassment curling so tight in your stomach you could mistake it for a hot orgasm, ripped away when he finally ceased.

finally curled his body down to feel your heated skin, hand kept at the base of your neck but this time moving your head to bring your lips to his own. kissing you like he intended the first time he came back to you.

sweet and warm, silently apologizing in his own right for how he’d handled it- not regretting a single thing, but apologizing for the act itself.

“it’s okay, sweetheart- i’m here.” he whispered.

“good now, yeah?” nanami wondered, waiting for the nod of your head before finally lifting off you- eager himself to give you everything you wanted. knowing it was his fault for indulging you, especially like this.

waiting with a salivating mouth for the sight and feel of every messy orgasm he’d fuck out of you yet.

[An die Freude]

Summary: An incident from Isis' childhood comes back to her in an unexpected way. Word count: 12,000 | Rating: T

“Do you know what I wanted at fourteen?” Isis returned the smile, with an unsettled sigh, oddly relieved. Here was the balance of pain: he’d rather talk about this than that. “Tell me.” “I spent a lot of time thinking about beating my stepfather to death with his nine iron.” “A nine iron?” “A golf club. The heaviest one, with the greatest slope. For hitting the ball with maximum loft.” Isis considered that cynical, canny little smile. “You wanted him to die.” “He’s the subject. I wanted to be the agent. I wanted to do it. However: that old bastard beat me to it. Or, to put it in your terms, destiny got to him before I did.” A thousand possible replies flared through her mind. Do you really want to live with your father’s blood on your hands? Don’t we want to be better than them? Malik did what you wanted and it almost destroyed us. It was not your destiny to kill him. It was your destiny to survive him. “That’s what you wanted,” she said. “But it’s not what you needed.”

A/N: (AGED UP) trustshipping, but it's really about isis and her childhood and post-canon struggles and kaiba is just there to be annoying <3 rishid and malik are also here. read for romance and fluff and ancient egyptian mythology and my love for berlin, one of my favorite cities i've ever visited. enjoy, kind comments and kudos are always welcome!

It's supposed to be Ion before he became the Grand Karcist, breaking the veil of reality and coming face to face with Yaldabaoth.

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a list of Kaiba fic recs, in honor of his birthday

I thought I'd have a fic ready for the 25th, but alas, it was not to be. So instead, I pulled together a fic rec list of some of my favorites I've read in the last few months, sorted by ship. I'm sure there's plenty more that I haven't been able to find the links to.

Happy reading! This got way too long so I put the list under the cut.

Flareshipping

it takes two to duel by ImagineYourself

Gen fics

Cozy, Distance by rainstormcolors

If Your Heart Were A House I’d Be Breaking In And Taking Photos Of Your Hair While You Sleep by rowanthestrange

The Inexperienced Spy by DrMiniPie

the last taiyaki by surrenderer (self-rec)

Mokuba Kaiba and the Very Pointed Prank by duelmepharaoh (captain_indigo)

Opinions Shared with The World by Winxhelina

The Past by EriksChampion

“What Common Mistakes Are You Making Over And Over Again?” (Number 3 will SHOCK you) by rowanthestrange

Prideshipping

Allargando by Slaycinder

Apep Swallows the Moon by bobtailsquid

by night by mimsical

The Haunted RV by Winxhelina

Hm n(y)w mri by bobtailsquid

Just Another Duel? by dragonwrangler

Inclement Weather by bobtailsquid

Our Fairly Modest Just A Few Close Friends Ancient Egyptian Wedding by rowanthestrange

Pharaoh's First Con by DrMiniPie

The Poetry of Logic by RookSacrifice

potential/kinetic by peachpal

Save Point by bobtailsquid

Stalemate by duelmepharaoh (captain_indigo), mooguriklaine

Studies and Sales by Winxhelina

sweeter when it's finally found by surrenderer (self-rec)

there's so much left unspoken between the two of us (it's so much more exciting to look when you can't touch) by JigsawLesbian

Unavoidable by DrMiniPie

Puppyshipping

In bed with the mob by Alecto

Menagerie by shadow_of_egypt (Shachaai)

Old Friends by Alecto

Rivalshipping

Doublebooked at 3:30 PM by grevola

Ticket to Ride by Desidera

Unrespectable Society by bobtailsquid

Trustshipping

Catching Z's by DrMiniPie

I Trust This Finds You Well by Sparklefists

Mess and All by DrMiniPie

Scenes From a Journey by JustAWritingAmateur

Self Destruction by MyMisguidedFairytale

when it’s you and me, it’s never too late by scorpionGrass

Does scandalshipping count? well, consider it a bonus, I guess...

A Royal Excursion by TelepathJeneral

The Beast Of My Daydreams by Not Kujaku (WaterTreeProductions)

The High Priest by hakaibunshi

Hushed Scandal by Sparklefists

see me as a secret mission by surrenderer (self-rec)

Serpens Caput, Serpens Cauda by RookSacrifice

The Sound of Drums by shadow_of_egypt (Shachaai)

Throne Room Rendezvous by Slaycinder

Wymack's Peptalks

An older Andrew talking with Wymack about life and whats the point in trying. Scene is from @stillmadaboutpetra's fic Does the Dog Die in the End. It's probably my favourite writing of older Andrew, charaterization is great and the writing is incredible. This mini comic is basically a thank you back to the writer, they did amazing. Definitely go have a read.

Never posted anything worthwhile in Tumblr, but today is the day post this map of the SCP Multiverse I did a couple of months ago.

It burned me out pretty heavily, but it turned out as confusing as I expected.