a boy is imprisoned in a castle’s dungeon and sentenced to hanging, but one of the guards tells him he can put it off if he’s pregnant, and the boy agrees to let the guard fuck him until he’s showing. it starts with the one guard, quickly catching on with the rest until he’s getting tied up and bent over every shift change (so he can’t try to escape, they say).
they don’t stop when his belly starts to swell, or when he looks so heavy and full he realizes it must be at least twins. he’s so tired and overworked, late one night, he almost doesn’t notice the judge who sentenced him come down and hand off a wad of money to the guard still refastening his belt.
the judge never once takes his hands off the boys over-ripe belly while he fucks him.
the boy tries to hide his contractions the next day, but the guards notice before long, and he’s dragged out to the stocks for a new punishment; bound and restrained, he has to give birth in front of the whole estate.
the townspeople make good use of his mouth while he cries out and groans, and he’s sure this must be some special form of execution, so weak and exhausted by the time the first one makes it out that he can’t imagine surviving the rest. he doesn’t see where it gets handed off to, but the last thing he feels is hands on his belly and between his legs, helping the next one along, before he passes out.
he wakes up with a chubby but still flatter belly, on his back on the pile of old blankets in his cell, with a guard unbuckling his pants and climbing in between the boys legs.
ohhhh. remember the two random waystar employees in the elevator who complimented kendall on his “stuff” and “innovation”? they also said “not to sound cheap but the whole breakfast cereals thing?” “yeah, the bircher muesli was off the hook. that shit was crazy.” i assumed they meant that kendall had, idk, bought a groundbreaking breakfast cereal company or something, but noooo. look at this reddit comment
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kendall set up fucking breakfast stations for waystar underlings on the lower floors. no wonder logan hates him, he’s wasting money on stupid shit like worker happiness and productivity.
Love thissss. I see him wanting to keep the employees happy. He would also definitely go down to those floors to see how they were doing and be hoping they’d like him. Plus, if the employees want him to be in charge then it’s more validation that he should be.
And we see that they do like him, but they still always talk to him like he’s the boss. In my head this was also the case when he tried to be friends with them in the past because everyone upstairs was being terrible.
How many times did he take Waystar employees out for drinks in his partying days thinking they’d be friends, but to them he was still *Kendall Roy* the big boss’ son.
So I haven’t used this blog in a really long time BUT I’m back with some fun Stardew Valley inspired travel posters! I had so much fun making these and hopefully plan on making more, so follow my main account @kalihoffs if you wanna keep up.
Update: Prints are up :) Click here for digital download and here for finished prints
I love the Meta analysis of why Solavellan is so great but I can also just boil it down to a rebellious powerful God/not-god whos hardened his heart against the world and forced himself to not see the people of Thedas as real people so he can destroy them without a guilty conscience suddenly meeting this elven woman who flipping took the power meant for him and instead of being bitter she reminds him how it is to love and be loved and be supported and accepted unconditionally to the point he sees value in the world. Just this random Dalish Elf who wants to do the right thing fucking…softening this ancient being to the point he finds the world fucking beautiful.
drugged pet treats that make it hard to think, make me feel a fuzzy and hot and needy, getting a treat every time I follow a simple command, getting praised more and more as I get dumber and dumber, not being able to think about anything except obeying and the rewards for obeying, caught in a cycle of command-obey-praise-treat-get dumber
Well, a new prescription has, uh, apparently randomly restored my depth perception. And made it so I can focus my eyes on things so much better. Um, drawing feels different, suddenly. What will this mean for me? What will this mean for my art?
Vision users accidentally resonating/releasing elemental energy when feeling overwhelmed or emotional.
MakingDiluc blush so much he turns his head to the side to cough out fire just to cool down. You tease him a little more that he’s acting like a cute dragon. If you look closely at a candle while having a particularly enjoyable moment with him, you’d see the flames sway side to side like a dog’s tail. If someone’s rude to you in the tavern, watch the flames on every candle blaze chaotically.
Kaeya who sneezes out frost. It embarrasses him a little and he tries to cover up his mouth whenever he sneezes. If you surprise him (something that rarely happens) he’d let out a quick version of his burst, freezing the area around his feet and cooling the air by several degrees. It’s all fun and games until you’re in a bathtub with him. When it’s snowing, watch the snowflakes dance and fall gently around him as he looks at you with adoration.
kirishima murmurs it to your mare quietly, scrubbing a rough hand down the front of her muzzle as he frowns, as the words sit between you both like a life sentence. a royal order not even you can overturn.
“i am,” you agree, and his eyes flick to yours over the saddle for just a moment before falling away, ashamed. for all that he lacks in wealth and class, he’s more honorable than any knight you’ve ever known, more respect in his pouty lips than in all the kings of the north. if only you could be the same, then perhaps this hurt wouldn’t wound you both so deeply. “are you married, ser eijirou?”
“no, ’m not,” his frown deepens, even pulling a crease between his eyebrows as he stares at the ground, hard as iron. “‘n i beg yer pardon, m'lady, but i’m no ser.”
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