Most societies have certain mores that are unspoken rules; humanity itself even has such conventions, grilled subconsciously into our minds for our own safety. Don't go out alone at night. Avoid getting wet when it's cold. Don't pick fights with those stronger than you...okay, some of us missed the boat on the last one, but the point still stands. Society's rules tend to be more variable, though they apply to most aspects of life - including sex. In fact, bending the rules on what's considered acceptable in romance and sexual encounters can lead to anything from ostracization to death, depending on the time and culture.
So, play it close to the chest if you're going to do a big, big, big t a b o o. Is it worth the risk?
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- Be fun and respect others, as this will deal with some heavy topics and potentially triggering material s.
A G E ( DIFFERENCE ) - light of my life, fire of my loins. you're supposed to stick to those your own age, but you can't resist.
I N C E S T - you're of the same blood, yet something draws you together. you'll keep your secret thicker than water.
C H E A T I N G - when you were young, they should have taught you to not take things that belong to other people.
I N ( PUBLIC ) - to involve unsuspecting others in your sex is insidious, but you can't resist it.
S U P E R F L U O U S - some conservative societies view sex outside procreational purposes as taboo. that means anal, oral, and toys are all no-go.
F I X A T I O N - you're nearly obsessed with one part of your partner - breasts, ass, lips...whatever the case may be, you always focus on that.
D E V I A N C Y ( IN SUBURBIA ) - there are some things that should be sacred. the home should be one of those. should.
S I Z E - pick on someone your own size. couples with large size difference, be it height or weight, can be looked down upon; don't let that get you down.
P H O B I A - unfortunately, in some societies, being with someone of the same gender is a taboo, no matter how much progress the modern world has made.
F E T I S H - some just can't get off without their fetish, and the varieties run the gamut: feet, crossdressing, autoerotic asphyxiation, foodplay, bondage...it goes on and on.
U N E X P E C T E D ( DOMINATION/SUBMISSION ) - the masculine must be dominant. the feminine must be submissive. what if you're dominant in life, though, and just want to be submissive in the bedroom.
V I O L E N T - more than mere lover's spats, what goes on between you two is dangerous. if people knew, they'd be horrified. still, you can't stop.
F O R B I D D E N ( LOVE ) - your relationship may be taboo, but there's genuine love in your copulation. this isn't merely a thrill.
L O O S E - monogamy isn't what you're after. no matter how looked down upon it is, you're going to have fun while you can.
S T U D E N T / T E A C H E R - what goes on between the sheets is not an appropriate subject matter to teach. there's so much to lose; is it a smart game to play?
A U T H O R I T Y - perhaps they're the boss, the president, the king, but you, you're a lowly peon. are they using their powers over you or is this something you both want?
I N T E R S P E C I E S - kind finds kind, and don't you be a traitor by being with one of them.
B E S T I A L I T Y - one of the most primal taboos. will you go into that moral wilderness?
S O C I A L ( CLASS ) - the rich. the poor. it's like they're in two different worlds. what will the uppercrust say if they saw their golden child with a tramp?
C E L I B A C Y - you are supposed to keep your chastity, but things are never that easy.
S T O C K H O L M - prisoners should never fall for their guards.
D U T I E S - whether it be saving the world or being the world's best bodyguard, your sworn quest and purpose keeps you from enjoying the sins of the flesh - especially with your charges.
I N N O C E N C E - one of you is much more worldly, and to ruin the "innocence" of the other feels unclean.
F E R T I L E - you aren't supposed to find mothers or fathers sexually alluring. however, there's something so enticing about fertility...perhaps even pregnancy.
C O R R U P T I O N - society expects you to treat your partner well, not try to destroy them through sexual degradation.
N O N C O N S E N S U A L - consent is rightfully important to a healthy sexual relationship. to break that trust is taboo. |
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bakerstreet2018-01-04 06:21 pm
Kylo Ren ( STAR WARS ) ota
Matthew & Summer Kimura * OCs* M/F/F
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For Summer, the thoughts had started years ago. She'd always doted on her little sister, but once Robin crossed the line and started on her way to being a beautiful young woman, the secret and dark things in the back of Summer's mind began to include her sister in their whisperings. Once she met Matthew, those thoughts moved into the furthest corner of her mind. He was the perfect answer to every dirty need that Summer had ever imagined, and many that had never crossed her mind.
And then Robin had emailed, asking if she could visit, and the dirty thoughts came back. A few nights after, while Matthew was pumping his cock into her so hard she knew sitting would be difficult the next day, Summer whispered things in her husband's ear that scared and excited her. And Matthew, her love, had replied with a plan.
Two days after Robin's arrival, the younger sister is nowhere to be found in the house. Summer sits at the kitchen table, fingers drumming impatiently on the wood. Matt's said that tonight is the night, and even though she always gets to top their playmates, Summer knows that her husband is the one in charge. Already, there's a nervous knot in her stomach that contrasts wildly with the molten feeling between her thighs.
Matthew arrives a few minutes later, nods at her, and Summer follows him down to the basement.
Behind a well-disguised door is a "bonus room" as the real estate listing had described it, a large bedroom. On that bed is Robin, clad in only her bra and panties, a thick leather cuff around one wrist linked to a metal chain that holds her to the wrought-iron frame of the bed that's bolted to the floor. Matt turns and smiles at his wife, the painfully beautiful redhead who's become his perfect partner both in bed and in crime. Matthew nods again, and Summer sits on the edge of the bed, stroking Robin's hair, cooing for her little sister to wake up. The last time they spoke, it seemed as though Robin had started to understand her situation: she belonged to them now, and soon they'd be using her for themselves. That day has come.
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For his part, Matthew hangs back, leaning against the secure and very solid door. He watches his wife with her sister, the fire in his belly already raging. It's not the first time they've done something like this, but those girls were all well aware of the arrangement beforehand and were experienced with serving. This is Summer's sister. And it had been Summer's idea.
He can't love his wife more.
Summer is dressed-- or undressed-- much the same as Robin, clad only in a bra and panties, though lacier and more provocative styles in an emerald green, which stands out beautifully against her pale skin. "What do you remember, Robin?" Summer asks.
[OOC: Just FYI, weekends are tough for me to tag, but I will try, so don't think I've dropped :) ]
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Summer smiled, continuing to stroke Robin's hair. "I'm afraid that wasn't a dream, kiddo. We had to make sure to get you down here to your new room without any fuss, and get your new bracelet on."
The look she gave her sister was warm and sympathetic, but behind her words there was the weight of absolute certainty that Robin had no choices left to her any more.
"So no, sweetie, you're not going home anymore. You're staying here, with me and Matthew. You're ours now." Summer's touch moved to Robin's cheek, then her shoulder, then her arm. "Doesn't that sound good, though? Living with two people who adore you and appreciate you... and know how to make you feel very, very good."
Her touch strayed down to trace the strap of Robin's bra before moving over the top edge and underneath.
[OOC: No worries!]
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Re: Matthew & Summer Kimura * OCs* M/F/F
Summer was the cool cousin who'd given her her first makeup lessons and who'd been there on the phone whenever she had a breakup. Also the one who'd given her her sex ed and her first vibrator and told her how to learn to deep throat on a cucumber. She was also the babysitter who'd made being babysat fun, normally involving dressing up in clothes Summer had brought with her, and frequently involving either Lydia being tied up or a spanking, or both.
And Lydia had no idea that now she was 19 her cousin planned to serve her up on a platter for her husband. Or that Summer had basically been laying the groundwork for something like this since Summer was a teenager. Even if she should have at least realised some of the symbolism of the choker with a loop she was wearing for this visit because Summer had given it to her.
OOC: The threesome kinks list really isn't the one linked on your profile...
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They'd been just close enough in age that while growing up, Summer was her companion by default, not that she'd ever complained about hanging out with Lydia. Sumer had always known she was just as into girls as guys and Lydia had started blooming fast so really, Summer never had a chance. She took every opportunity to play dress up or give her birthday spanks or spend hours talking sex.
Meanwhile, Matthew had taken the bags after tipping the cab driver a massive wad of cash to forget he'd ever been there. Lydia's suitcase went into his and Summer's closet out of sight. His wife had been telling him about this idea for years, and the idea that it was finally happening made the usually reserved and domineering man almost giddy.
He was just coming down the stairs when the girls came into the house. "You really are gorgeous," he told Lydia, smiling warmly. "I don't know, Summer, I think you're going to be competing for me a little bit this week."
[OOC: Yeah, the journal's still a bit of a WIP. But this list is my generic one which covers most of the bases.]
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Lydia's eyes widened as Matthew spoke and she blushed. "Compete with Summer? I couldn't." She hadn't yet told Matthew that she wanted to change, but now was the time to tell her that her bag was missing and that the only things Summer had that would fit properly would be the costume box; Summer was a few inches taller.
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Matthew shrugged, his eyes not leaving his wife's young cousin, his gaze raking over Lydia in a particularly appraising way.
"Unfortunately, Lydia, I have to be the bearer of bad news," he said, striding closer and shaking his head sadly. "Looks like your bag got mixed up with someone else's at the airport. Your driver took it back to the airport, and the airline is promising they'll do everything they can to find yours... but they can't guarantee it."
Lieutenant Dopheld Mitaka | Star Wars | m/m
asuramaru | owari no seraph
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[ Ashera's domain, if one wants to call it that within the mind, is always an expanse of white against a blue sky. It can be described as... peaceful, upon first glance but if anyone actually knows the demon behind offering such a serene sort of environment for the wandering soul who the demon just so happens to be dwelling within, they would know that this is far from peaceful and that a red-eyed, grinning demon with long flowing hair is watching and waiting and oh so very hungry.
In the middle of this white space that seems to be never ending, is a table with a chair. It looks quite ordinary, not at all suspicious and made from glossy sort of wood from the looks of it. It's that happens to be on the table that is a little more interesting than the table being in the middle of nowhere and that... is a plate of hot, fresh meat. Lots of meat. Strips of it with chopsticks and a napkin laid out, steam coming off and disappearing while the aroma permeates the air so strongly.
But it's not just the mouthwatering plate of meat laid out that brings a sort of curiosity to this space of white. The wind that whips by in a gentle breeze smells of summer and warmth and flowers that can't be seen for miles. It's inviting and pleasing and attempts to push Ikki towards the table and chair and plate of fresh meat.
Because when one is often deprived- starved for something as delicious as meat, they should indulge in it when they have the chance to, shouldn't they? Consequences... those can be dealt with later. ]
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[ ikki isn’t prone to dream like this - dream are suppose to be of familiar things, right? though not exactly sure if this was a dream, ikki finds himself in a place that goes into eternity, the only comforting sight is the clear sky above him. he stares at the sky for a while, racking his brain for answers he didn’t have. the breeze rustles through his clothes and tousles his already disheveled black hair, bringing along the smell of clean, fresh air…?
ikki takes another deep breath and surely enough, the smell of cooked meat was thick and enticing in the breeze. his stomach gurgles pitifully, and before he can even follow the heavenly scent, the wind is pushing him towards it gently, as if caring for his well being, wanting the poor, starving boy to eat heartily.
he does everything but fight the air current, stumbling less than gracefully towards the neat table, the plate set with chopsticks and filled with all his favorite meats, steaming hot and permeating his senses with an overwhelming hunger. his stomach is all but roaring at this point like a man malnourished beyond compare, and ikki gratefully takes a seat without protest of even the slightest bit of paranoia.
if this was a dream, it had to be the best one he has had in a long while.
he pinches the utensils between his fingers and says a quick, almost happily tearful ‘itadakimasu!’ before digging in with a fervor, his cheeks bulging as he chewed with zeal. he swallows before leaning back into his seat, eyeing the now empty plate. he wonders briefly if he could ask for more… or just maybe think hard enough about it more delicious meat would magically appear on the platter for him to gorge on. he feels a bit sheepish at the thought, ruffling his hair bashfully. ]
W-Whoa… I’m stuffed. Holy shit, can I stay here forever? I hope so.
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So? What does he do? Well, he allows more meat to appear on the empty plate, giving Ikki exactly what he wants like the greedy little human that he is. After all, if Ikki is happy and giving into his desires, then Ashera can be happy and give into his own desires... which is to break and corrupt Ikki.
Like a gentle breeze caressing along his shoulders, Ashera appears behind Ikki with hands clasped behind his back and dark flowing hair wrapping around him like a thick purple smoke. ]
My, you're so hungry, aren't you?
belle ❀ beauty and the beast (2017) → ota
Honoka Kousaka | Love Live! | OTA
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But I'm up for either! Honoka's always eager to please. ]
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Hanzo can only imagine that life can be difficult for Honoka in ways that many wouldn't expect. As popular and prominent as the girl is at school, such things come with demands and responsibilities, as well. And on top of that, she just so happens to be the daughter of a man with the reputation of being the strictest teacher in school: Hanzo himself.
He loves his daughter, of course, and from his perspective he dotes on Honoka, nearly spoils her with attention and gifts and a special, unique place in his heart. She is his beautiful and wonderful little girl, and he adores her. Their relationship, though, is even more complicated than that, but Hanzo has always had faith that Honoka will be a good girl for him. And if she's not, well, she understands the consequences.
Those consequences, he assumes, are why the girl arrives at his classroom precisely as the last bell rings, no earlier or later, exactly as Hanzo has instructed. He looks up at his daughter and smiles warmly. "Very good, Honoka, right on time. Are you ready to go home now?"
Carine ne Britannia | Code Geass | OTA
Eren Jaeger | Shingeki no Kyojin | M/M
Mamoru Chiba - Sailor Moon - OTA castmates, M/F cross-canon
For Evil/Brainwashed!Mamoru, I'm interested in the following: Age, In Public, Fixation, Deviancy, Fetish, Loose, Student/Teacher, Authority, Interspecies, Celibacy, Innocence, Fertile, and Corruption.
Just lemme know which version you want.))
Right - Ressha Sentai ToQger - Open to Anyone
Natsumi Hikari - Kamen Rider Decade - Open to Anyone
AkaRed - Boukenger Vs Super Sentai/Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger - Open To Anyone
Yuri Plisetsky | Yuri!!! On Ice | m/m
L | Death Note | m/m
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No but really. Yessss please. ))
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1. Handcuffs work both ways. Even a memory-wiped Light philosophically believes in Kira's cause. Hatred and UST doesn't break them but it wears them down slowly. When Kira takes over again L might be willing to bargain.
2. Light's scheme all along is to feed L's pathological possessiveness. In the end L can't bear to give up his untamable, corrupt, "shackled" god of death, even if he knows it's just a manipulative illusion.
Let me know what particular aspects of this crazy thing amuse you the most! If we're going to play it out in its full glory, we might as well incorporate everything fun that we can. )
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In particular for L, I think he definitely needs to be fully aware of what's happening, make his decisions with eyes wide open. There's an addiction metaphor I think. L's finally found himself an equal; someone who is actually a challenge, exists on his level and he can't give that up, especially if you couple it with UST/attraction/some terribly broken 'relationship' between them.
It might be neat if it eventually got to the point of L being able to prove Light is Kira and deliberately destroying that proof because he knows it'll mean he'll lose all that. ))
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Maybe L had all the proof he needed long ago, and has kept it hidden, but was irrationally tempted to see Light in person, just once, before taking him down. Then L wanted to meet Kira face-to-face before ending it. The irrationality just snowballs from there. )
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Oooh I like that. Always just one more hit then I can end it. One more one more, etc. And then eventually he can realize that nope, he can't actually end it. It'll break him a little. :D ))
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And I have an old musebox that I could shake the dust off :D
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integra hellsing ( hellsing )