ahegao (
ahegao) wrote in
bakerstreet2019-11-23 04:47 pm
I'll make you mine
a smut meme

There may be a part of all of us that is both drawn towards perfection and slightly unnerved by it. A straight line of items is appealing, yet we could feel more at ease if one thing was to the side just so. If things are already ruined, we don't have to worry about doing it ourselves. But, still, there exists at the core of a good deal of us some kind of primal urge that is very simple: destroy what's perfect. Make it flawed, like us.
This meme takes this dark and fairly insignificant desire and twists it to new extremes, combining it with that other age-old dichotomy of virgin/whore. Characters will want to corrupt another character, whether the latter is innocent or stoic and put together. They want to see them turned depraved, into a slut --- yet only addicted and loyal to them.
One concept that is different than other memes, however, is that the character doing the corrupting does not have to be flat out mustache-twirling evil. Anyone can want to be the corrupter, from the sweetest to the most rotten, because there are tons of varying interpretations of why they'd want to do it: as a kink, perhaps a mutual one with their lover, just to see if this so-called "perfect" person really is, out of genuine adoration, or even hoping. Of course, they could also just want to watch the world burn...and be mustache twirling evil.
RULES
- This meme is going to play somewhat into sluttification kinks, so obviously there's a problematic element here. All aspects of that kink IE dirty talk, humiliation, sexy clothing, loving depravation, etc, are welcome, but how straight or how far you take it is up to you. Disclaimer that nobody here believes in this shit, it's all kink, so on so forth.
- Comment with your character, preferences, and what role they're likely to play. I don't want to see this meme filled with pillow queening, though, so try to be flexible and proactive.
- Reply to others.
WHY
- For Love: You want to make them yours in every way possible, and they're all for it.
- For Curiosity: Can you really corrupt someone?
- For Teaching: They want to be more worldly. Things are taken far, far into the opposite direction.
- For Their Own Good: It would be better for them if they were more open. Much more open.
- For Fetish: You get off to this. Maybe they do, too?
- For Spite: You want to ruin their life. Nothing more, nothing less.
- For Benefit: More than a lover, you want a right hand man. A henchman. A Harley Quinn, if you will.
- Because You Can: You just like to fuck with people, and what better way to do it than this?

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What was less well known was just how much of a horny obsessive mess she could be when left to her own devices. Her team knew of course and Velvet was often on the receiving end of Coco's sudden urges, but lately another Faunus had caught her eye.
Where Coco was outgoing and sociable Blake was often seen as quiet and distant. It seemed strange to see the calm dark haired beauty surrounded by the often loud and rowdy members of Team RWBY, but Coco had been paying close attention and she had liked what she saw.
And so the night came for her to make her move, and Coco knew exactly how she wanted to surprise Blake. She had sent a message to Blake's scroll asking for her to come by Team CFVY's room when Coco knew she's have the space to herself.
She could hardly wait to see if the bookworm would take the bait.
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That was curious. She felt a phrase escape her grasp for a moment. Something about curiosity and cats - probably a bad Yang joke. The bell sounded and Blake would have been disappointed if she wasn't meeting someone - she was getting to the good part of the book that was cleverly disguised as a textbook. Her parents had made sure she was well versed in faunus history and she was not worried about failing Oobleck's class.
She stood and headed off towards the dorms. She probably should have knocked, but why would there be a need to if she was expected?
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It was also clear right away which side was Cocos and which side was Velvet's based on the photos covering Velvet's wall of different students and teachers she admired. Blake was among the featured photos...though the more she looked at them the more she might realize most of the photos were of girls...and mostly of their butts.
Before she could contemplate how the photo of her butt looked next to a photo of Yang's the door next to Velvet's bed opened and a rush of steam came out along with Coco clad in a silky looking bathrobe with her hair in a towel only looking mildly surprised.
"Oh, good you're right on time, though if you'd been any earlier I might have had you join me."
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"Do you usually take showers with people?" Blake's tone was light as she tried to break the tension.
She did wonder why Coco had had taken a bath when she expected company. Hard training day? Who could tell.
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"But I am flattered to be in the presence of a princess and a warrior, your blade as deadly as the winds of hell itself, your eyes as mysterious and hypnotic as the full moon."
She had practiced that line all afternoon, a line from one of the "Romance" novels that Coco had spied Blake reading in class. The scene involved a wealthy merchant being seduced by the heroine of the novel who had just saved her from some monsters.
As Coco took a seat on the bed she watched for the look of recognition on Blake's face with a coy smile on her own.
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Blake's expression was confused then her ears perked straight up at recognition of the lines and then her cheeks became inflamed as she realized what she recognized the passage from.
"You read a Tryst in the Mist?" she finally managed stammer.
How had Coco read it and how did she know Blake would know it. Someone had found her stash! Who had told? She should never have loaned Yang or Ruby any books. Someone had squealed. And knowing Ruby, she wouldn't even realize she was.
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"Oh I have my ways." Coco chuckled in a superior sort of way and added "When you wear sunglasses all the time people never know just what you're looking at. But don't be too embarrassed. I started reading and I just couldn't put it down. In fact..."
She patted the bed next to her as if inviting Blake to sit on it next to her.
"I was hoping you could recommend me some more titles with that kind of...style" Her eyes were locked on Blake's now to savor her expression as she admitted the next part.
"Every time I picked it up I started getting turned on before I'd even read it."
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"Normally, I have people ask my permission before they go through my books," said the cat faunus to the girl that looked like she rarely asked permission but probably begged forgiveness a lot. "But if you'll tell other people, I can tell you where to find more books like it."
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"If it makes you feel any better I didn't exactly sneak into your room and get nosy." But however she'd gotten her information it had gotten her what she wanted.
"And hey, thank you. I promise I can keep a secret better then Ruby."
Was that little reveal on purpose? Either way she was rising to her feet again moving towards her closet, the bathrobe offering just a peek of her pale white bottom as she opened the closet door and rummaged around inside.
"I took the liberty of making you a little thank you gift. I hope you'll try it on so I know it fits."
From the depths of her closet Coco produced a mass of fabric, fake leather and straps.
"The whole time I was reading the book I just kept imagining the heroine's outfit as something like this. Give it a try?"
It was...far more revealing then anything a Huntress would normally wear.
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It is a nice outfit though, said a rogue voice on her head.
Though she kind of hoped Ruby hadn't read that one or she would have a lot to explain to Yang. Though the blond might be as likely to laugh about it as be irate.
"Tell you what," Blake began. "I'll try it on if I can hold you to that promise."
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Passing the outfit to Blake she caught the girl's eyes for a moment and smiled a warmer more genuine smile.
"It's so cool to get to talk to someone honestly about this sort of stuff isn't it? My first year here I honestly felt like I was the only girl in the whole school who felt like this." She chuckled.
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Some nice wholesome corrupting?]
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Besides, she had better get this stuff organized in alphabetical order and series before the campaign for the Atlas council seat took off tomorrow. She was pretty sure Yang had plans to drag her out to a club which was a terrifying concept. Blake had never gotten the hang of dancing.
She froze and her ears perked. Were those footsteps?
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Except she had no specific plans until later on in the evening. So she dragged herself back to the teams room until she figured out her next plan of action. She flopped onto one of the bottom bunks and just let herself lay there briefly. Eventually she lifted her head and realized the closet was wide open with a familiar Faunus kneeling over a set of books.
"...Blake?"
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"Ruby!" she spluttered, trying to seem nonchalant and failing miserably. "Hi! Um.....you're back!"
Well this was going smoothly already.
"I was just cleaning up! How was your day?"
Because Blake was always cheerful and happy and ready to chat and definitely hiding nothing.
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"A little less action packed then I was expecting but still good." Ruby sighed and went to pull herself back up to her feet. She couldn't let Blake clean up all on her own. Especially when she noticed the pile of clothes were her sister's
"Yang left a mess? That's weird. Usually she's the one picking up after me. I'll give you a hand." And Ruby made a move directly for the stack of her sisters clothes. Scooping them up in one big armful with a book of two mixed in the pile that she hadn't noticed yet.
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