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fxckingaroundandhavingfun) wrote2023-01-26 07:33 pm
fxckingaroundandhavingfun) wrote2023-01-26 07:33 pm
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TDM #1
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The music of an unseen harp begins to play and a golden light permeates the temple. Suddenly, you know what is happening here. The duality that is worshipped here, the figures in the temple, they have a name. The onyx one is Ceannasach and the marble one is Cuiristeach and together with their combined power they are the ones who have brought you to Parthas.
What is Parthas? Parthas is paradise! You have either been brought here because Ceannasach believes you contribute to your world in some glorious way and deserve to be honored and served or because Cuiristeach believes that you would be excellent in a service role, perhaps they even feel sorry for the state of your life back home and want to show you something better.
The deities here also brought you because they need lik which is the energy that allows them to exist. Lik is created in small amounts when you interact with other people, in greater amounts when you grow fond of certain people, and in greater still amounts when you begin to use physical affection. However, when you orgasm, that creates the purest form of lik there is.
Ceannasach and Cuiristeach reward you in a special way. When you have sex with your soulmate or your hjarta, your vördr, or spirit, leaves your body in a time-frozen moment to commune with the deities and ask for something big or small that you might like. Sex carries on as usual and only you will know that you asked for something. If you ask to be sent home, the deities will send you into a hyperaroused state when you least expect it. Hey, you offended them.
The deities also believe you should know of something they have placed in Parthas for your benefit. There is a river in a valley in the middle of housing that will give and take anything you like from your body if you should so wish. This can mean a illness, sadness, a memory or anything else, but be careful because this river runs on fickle magic.
As the harp music continues, you become aware of a new power of yours. You can hear any thought that any other person sends your way, even the ones sent accidentally, and you can see images and moving pictures, as well. Don’t limit yourself to one person! Send that thought to everyone!
The harp music comes to an eventual end and you are left with the knowledge the deities gave you. Your intuition leads you down a southbound path towards a city where a celebration seems to be taking place, if the colorful banners are any indicator. Welcome to Parthas!
Harps, flutes, guitars and drums play lively music for everyone to dance to in the city square where garlands of brightly colored and white flowers hang for people to do with as they will. A stately woman dressed in black and wearing a brooch with the face of Ceannasach stands off to the side, her dark hair pulled back in a chignon. Whispers circulate, getting to you and informing you that this woman is E’ara Fraoch, owner of the most successful brothel in South City, and she is paying 50 gold pieces to the best dancers and 100 more if they will come work for her at Where The Wild Roses Grow, her establishment.
There is a man named Sam wheeling his cart of beverages and chocolate dipped waffles through town. If you catch him, he’ll probably suggest you order the alcoholic drink The Spirit of Feabhra. This drink does not come without side effects. It tastes like a fancy gin cocktail, sparkling and sweet with the flavor of berries and mint hitting your tongue, but the moment you get close to someone you actually have feelings for, you start to feel it… Them. Their thoughts, their emotions, their dreams… It’s as if they have melted into you.
In the forest, the music fades and the chittering of small animals creates a different tune. You don’t seem to be in danger. You might come across the healthiest, most beautiful apple tree you’ve ever seen. It is completely free of pests and only the dew clings to the apples’ shiny surface.
Should you pick one for yourself, you will feel a strange compulsion to bite it. Go on. Do it. If and when you have, you will find yourself incredibly aroused, but you won’t be able to bring yourself to orgasm – another must do it. If you didn’t bite the apple, maybe you gave it to someone else. In that case they will be unstoppably attracted to you with arousal to match. If you chose to plant it near your home, a tree like the one it came from will grow there and you will ICly receive a special reward.
A low-lying cloud of black smoke crawls down the hills from the forest to the city until it covers the smooth stone roads and reaches up into everyone who is either of weak constitution or just simply tired and possesses them. It doesn’t take total control, but rather influences them, and causes them to destroy decorations, vendor carts, and do wild things they wouldn’t ordinarily do. Basically, these spirits want to cut through the façade and see you party like a rock star.
The only way to exorcise one of the vættir from a friend or loved one is to call on the deity of light – Cuiristeach. They accept demonstrations of service as the highest form of prayer, so get on your knees for your friend and get this done!
TEST DRIVE MEME
You awaken slightly disoriented on a beautiful, smooth stone floor. A look around will tell you that this place is a hilltop temple with a good view of the beautiful city below. On opposite sides of the temple are genderless depictions of deities. One is clearly powerful, made of onyx, held up in an imposing stance with one hand holding a gilded flogger and the other outstretched with an open palm as if to enforce a command. The other, made of polished white marble, has taken a knee to the dominant statue across from them. One of their hands is a vase for fresh flowers and you can see that new ones have been placed there today.This Mess We're In The city sun sets over me...
The music of an unseen harp begins to play and a golden light permeates the temple. Suddenly, you know what is happening here. The duality that is worshipped here, the figures in the temple, they have a name. The onyx one is Ceannasach and the marble one is Cuiristeach and together with their combined power they are the ones who have brought you to Parthas.
What is Parthas? Parthas is paradise! You have either been brought here because Ceannasach believes you contribute to your world in some glorious way and deserve to be honored and served or because Cuiristeach believes that you would be excellent in a service role, perhaps they even feel sorry for the state of your life back home and want to show you something better.
The deities here also brought you because they need lik which is the energy that allows them to exist. Lik is created in small amounts when you interact with other people, in greater amounts when you grow fond of certain people, and in greater still amounts when you begin to use physical affection. However, when you orgasm, that creates the purest form of lik there is.
Ceannasach and Cuiristeach reward you in a special way. When you have sex with your soulmate or your hjarta, your vördr, or spirit, leaves your body in a time-frozen moment to commune with the deities and ask for something big or small that you might like. Sex carries on as usual and only you will know that you asked for something. If you ask to be sent home, the deities will send you into a hyperaroused state when you least expect it. Hey, you offended them.
The deities also believe you should know of something they have placed in Parthas for your benefit. There is a river in a valley in the middle of housing that will give and take anything you like from your body if you should so wish. This can mean a illness, sadness, a memory or anything else, but be careful because this river runs on fickle magic.
As the harp music continues, you become aware of a new power of yours. You can hear any thought that any other person sends your way, even the ones sent accidentally, and you can see images and moving pictures, as well. Don’t limit yourself to one person! Send that thought to everyone!
The harp music comes to an eventual end and you are left with the knowledge the deities gave you. Your intuition leads you down a southbound path towards a city where a celebration seems to be taking place, if the colorful banners are any indicator. Welcome to Parthas!
There is indeed a celebration going on in South City as this is the month of Feabhra. Where it was daylight when you left the Main Temple, now that you have reached the city the only lights are colorful paper lanterns strung up across smooth stone roads. The warmth of the daytime has cooled, so it might be smart to snuggle up with someone in one of the city’s various gazebos – each of them has a swing made for two (or three if you snuggle close enough.)Dancing Barefoot She, intoxicated by Thee; She has the slow sensation that He is levitating with She
Harps, flutes, guitars and drums play lively music for everyone to dance to in the city square where garlands of brightly colored and white flowers hang for people to do with as they will. A stately woman dressed in black and wearing a brooch with the face of Ceannasach stands off to the side, her dark hair pulled back in a chignon. Whispers circulate, getting to you and informing you that this woman is E’ara Fraoch, owner of the most successful brothel in South City, and she is paying 50 gold pieces to the best dancers and 100 more if they will come work for her at Where The Wild Roses Grow, her establishment.
Food and drink is plentiful at this celebration and some of it is even free! The vendors believe that this is a good promotion for their stores during the rest of the year. They wheel their carts about, humming jaunty tunes and offering delicious things to you, the new arrivals, and everyone else in the city.I Feel You I feel you, your precious soul, and I am whole
There is a man named Sam wheeling his cart of beverages and chocolate dipped waffles through town. If you catch him, he’ll probably suggest you order the alcoholic drink The Spirit of Feabhra. This drink does not come without side effects. It tastes like a fancy gin cocktail, sparkling and sweet with the flavor of berries and mint hitting your tongue, but the moment you get close to someone you actually have feelings for, you start to feel it… Them. Their thoughts, their emotions, their dreams… It’s as if they have melted into you.
You have been told repeatedly throughout the night by smiling (creepy) faces not to wander out of the city limits into the wilderness, but now that you are here you just don’t get it. Lichens and fungi light up the night with a soft glow from the tree trunks, seemingly drawing you in.
In the forest, the music fades and the chittering of small animals creates a different tune. You don’t seem to be in danger. You might come across the healthiest, most beautiful apple tree you’ve ever seen. It is completely free of pests and only the dew clings to the apples’ shiny surface.
Should you pick one for yourself, you will feel a strange compulsion to bite it. Go on. Do it. If and when you have, you will find yourself incredibly aroused, but you won’t be able to bring yourself to orgasm – another must do it. If you didn’t bite the apple, maybe you gave it to someone else. In that case they will be unstoppably attracted to you with arousal to match. If you chose to plant it near your home, a tree like the one it came from will grow there and you will ICly receive a special reward.
Now you’ve done it. You’ve wandered into the woods without a spiritual guide from the temple. Now the vættir have been awoken and they are ready to fuck shit up… Sort of. Right now, these spirits kind of only want to ruin this party, but who knows what they’ll do later?
A low-lying cloud of black smoke crawls down the hills from the forest to the city until it covers the smooth stone roads and reaches up into everyone who is either of weak constitution or just simply tired and possesses them. It doesn’t take total control, but rather influences them, and causes them to destroy decorations, vendor carts, and do wild things they wouldn’t ordinarily do. Basically, these spirits want to cut through the façade and see you party like a rock star.
The only way to exorcise one of the vættir from a friend or loved one is to call on the deity of light – Cuiristeach. They accept demonstrations of service as the highest form of prayer, so get on your knees for your friend and get this done!
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He pressed her into the mattress, and she felt his cock right against her sex. She was thin, fit for her build. His size was more than adequate for someone like her, but she would enjoy the feeling nonetheless. Just a little bit of pain never deterred her from anything before. Her mouth fell open for a moment before he was moving again, inside her in a quick rock of his hips.
Now that he was in her, she could feel something inside of her relax, like maybe she needed this more than just the drugs were telling her. It felt good to feel this again, that she could. That it was good, a part of who she was and what she was capable of.
"Only if you keep this up," she said, managing a smile up at him. There was no question about his skill though. Not with how good it felt for him to slowly fill her.
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The idea of stopping right now sounds like torture, anyway, and he's had enough of that in life. When he moves, he sets a faster pace than maybe he should but he tries to make up for it by kissing along her neck and shoulder in a way that's a little bit more romantic than just doing what he wants and being done with it. The apple makes him just want to fuck her in the mattress however that comes to be but he has standards when it comes to these things.
He's never looked at Wanda in a sexual way before. He hadn't been ready to look at anyone that way when he first left the Winter Soldier behind and then when he could have looked at someone, possibly, the whole world was at war and Wanda was in love with Vision. He isn't the kind of guy to steal glances at someone else's girl. Now, though, he wonders how he didn't see it. Her hair is soft and beautiful, she has pale, luminous skin and her eyes are the purest green. Shit. He's getting sappy in his old age too.
He thinks all of these things but what he says is that she's beautiful, she feels good, that he wants her. He hopes they're the right things to say.
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She didn't have to think or feel anything in this moment. The anger, the grief, and the loneliness all seemed to dissipate as he fucked her, and let herself fall into this a lot easier than maybe she should. Right now she needed it, and it helped that this was with someone that at least partially understood her, where she was coming from.
Plus it didn't hurt being called beautiful.
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She's tight and warm around him and when he's close, the kisses and nips along her neck turn into a bite at her shoulder and he knows it's gonna leave a bruise. It's not something he'd normally do but he's out of his mind with lust right now and there's nothing to do but ride it out.
"Close. Closer than I should be," he murmurs against her ear. "Feels too good."
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Hands still manage to grasp, fingers dragging down his back. She could tell this wasn't going to last much longer, but it gave her exactly what she needed after just coming here. Toes curl as she tried to keep moving, trying to get every moment out of this that she could.
"Fuck, James--," she cried out, keeping her eyes closed.
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When he finishes, he makes a noise that is half Wanda's name and half a shout and if there's anyone walking by the door, they'd probably hear it. He isn't one to be loud in bed but this is too good. He props himself on his elbows and looks down at her, breath coming hard.
"Are we good, Wanda?"
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She was out of breath, not even entirely aware of how sore she was or would be. Wanda just tried to catch her breath as she smiled and looked up at him. "That was incredible," she confirmed, only realizing now how much it was needed to feel any sort of connection with someone.
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"If this place wants us to do this, I'm here for you. I know that sounds like I'm trying to pressure you into it or something but I'm not. I just know I'd rather be with a friend than someone I'm forced to be with, you know? And I know you've got my back."
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But right now she just felt good. She smiled lightly when he reminded her of why they did what they did. She shifted quietly. In truth she wasn't expecting to ever do something with someone else again. But he was right. At least they had each other. A friend in a lonely place. "You seemed like you needed someone on your side," she said. Whether she meant back when they first meant or now, she didn't elaborate on.
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Wanda is different. She'd had his back once, yes, but he also knows that she'd been with HYDRA before she'd joined the Avengers. HYDRA isn't kind to their personnel, voluntary or not, and he doesn't know how much he believes about Wanda being a volunteer.
"I know what you're capable of and you know what I can do. You protect me, I protect you. Doesn't matter how that shakes out."
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"Deal," she agreed, offering her hand as if to solidify it. They would back one another up here as they did back home. Nothing had to change. It seemed so simple.