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Fae Garden Meme
Garden of the Fae Meme
Forget secret gardens hidden behind rock walls - this is the real thing, a fae master's home full of plants and exotic creatures, all touched by magic in some way. And the garden's Master has a taste for the sensual, the sexual, the things that make your heart pound - a taste that infiltrates the magic in every inch of their land.
Of course, being fae, the Master and their servants aren't particularly prone to understanding human things like consent and choice - only the pleasure matters, for themselves and for visitors. Anyone who doesn't get with the program just needs some encouragement - and if their hearts beat from fear instead of anticipation, if they gasp in pain and horror instead of pleasure... Well, it will all become the same soon enough, won't it?
Scenarios
Why are you here? Are you a lost unfortunate, or someone who thinks they know what they're doing? Either way, there's no real way to prepare for the things that await you within...
-> Lost and alone - You're here by some unfortunate twist of fate- taking a wrong path in the woods at night, or something like it. The place feels kind of creepy, but there's not much to do but explore, right? You're not going to find the way back by sitting around.
-> Looking for someone? - Someone you love has disappeared, and you're determined to find them and bring them back safely. No matter what kinds of obstacles you have to face - or at least, that's what you think before you enter the garden.
-> Taken - You've been stolen away. Why? You don't know! Perhaps the Master of the Garden took a personal interest in you. Perhaps you broke some unknown rule, or simply went out to the forest on the wrong night while the Midnight Hunt sounded its horns. Either way, now you're here to stay - unless you can make your escape.
-> A bad bargain - You made a deal with the fae, and now it's time to pay up. Whether you're kept as one of the master's pets, left to wander the garden, or perhaps even turned to stone to be touched and enjoyed while powerless to resist... The fae take their debts quite seriously.
-> Long-term residency - You've been here for quite a while, long enough that the garden seems normal to you. The idea of the outside world has grown fuzzy in your mind - why would you want to leave? Everything you could ever want, food and drink and pleasure, is right here.
-> Coming home - You never were quite right in the human world. Now, after finding your way into the Garden, you feel for the first time at home, like this is where you belong - but a life in the dull world of humans can only prepare you so much for the world of your kin.
-> Like a dream come true - For years, you've been having dreams of this place, dreams that never seem to go quite far enough to satisfy you. Now, as if by some miracle, you've found that the place actually exists - surely there can't be any harm in indulging a bit before you go, right?
-> Wildcard - Any other reason to be in the garden you can think of!
Partners
A wide variety of creatures stalk this master's garden. Who might you encounter on your travels?
-> Another lost soul - At least you don't seem to be the only person stuck in the garden. Whether it's a fellow prisoner or someone you simply happen upon by chance, the odds are better if you stick together, right?
-> Deceptively close - Or maybe they aren't human at all, just one of the fae exceptionally skilled at looking it, and you won't find out until the clothes are off... Or perhaps even later than that.
-> Predator and prey - Something is following you. You hear it in the bushes, see it out of the corner of your eye, no matter how much you try to lose it. Run, hide, embrace your fate - being caught is inevitable, eventually.
-> You shall not pass - Guardians ward various pathways and gates throughout the gardens, some standing silent, some pacing in their places. It's a lonely job, so perhaps if you have some company to offer, they'll let you pass... Though it's just as likely that they'll try to keep you to themselves for as long as possible.
-> A beautiful doll - Whether it be of stone, wood, or something else, this construction seems almost alive. The carving is so lifelike, you rather expect that it could start to move at any moment... Perhaps, if you touch it, it will.
-> Creatures of the night - Once it gets dark within the garden, even seemingly peaceful residents can change, growing dominating and ruthless. Mad revels and orgies can be heard throughout the garden, enticing you to join them. Of course, if you'd prefer more personal attention, it's certain that you can find someone...
-> A mysterious voice - Harmonious and lovely, with or without accompaniment, you can't help but be drawn in by this voice. But the singer keeps moving, staying just out of sight, even as your desire for them grows... Only when you are enraptured without hope of escape will they reveal themselves, in order to make your sounds of pleasure their new instrument.
-> Master of the Garden - You aren't sure how you know when you see them, but there can be no doubt, as leaves bend to their passing and topiary bows, as flowers burst into bloom at their gaze. Somehow, you've drawn their interest. Whether that will be pleasant or painful for you remains to be seen, but there's no point trying to escape before you find out.
-> Wildcard - There's plenty of other residents of the garden that you might encounter, and few are so strange that they won't show an interest in a new human arrival. Unfortunately, few of them quite understand humans themselves...
Where and when
The gardens are truly expansive - there are many marvels to be seen within, and even more private places for a moment between two (or three, or more) people. Of course, some of those aren't nearly as private as they seem...
-> Do it for the - Vines! Vines everywhere! And the more you struggle, the more you seem to get tangled up, almost as if the pants are intentionally trying to wrap around your limbs and secure you in place. You can keep struggling and hope to win your way free, or accept your fate and wait for rescue... Or whatever else comes your way.
-> Sleeping among the flowers - Something about the smell of these poppies is making you drowsy, your limbs unresponsive. Whether you drift off or fight to move is up to you - but someone's sure to find you eventually...
-> Mirror, mirror - No ripples mar the surface of this stone-bordered pond, allowing it to give a perfect reflection of the trees above, and you, when you stop to look into it. Except, now it does seem to ripple, and your reflection slides slowly out of the water, sitting on the edge more sensually than anything with your face and body ought to be. It's the sort of thing everyone fantasizes about trying once, right?
-> At home in the trees - Finally, a safe place to rest! Situated some twenty feet off the ground, the treehouse can't help but look warm and inviting... Perhaps there's even a real bed inside! But, there's always the chance the owner might come home, and take offense to unexpected visitors...
-> The maze - It's not a magical garden without a hedge maze to get lost in - and you are deeply lost. If you didn't know better, you'd think that the maze is moving on its own to keep you inside - but that surely can't be possible, right? Even so, you can't get rid of the feeling of eyes watching you between the leaves...
-> The greenhouse - While the rest of the garden is plenty warm, the inside of this glass building is outright steamy, condensation on the windows making it hard to peer inside. You could always go in, of course... But if you're not careful, the door might swing shut and lock behind you.
-> Table for two - Didn't anyone ever tell you not to eat the food you find in fairyland? It's hard to resist, of course, with such a long table, such an appetizing spread... Strangely, though, there are only two seats. Who will your dining partner be tonight?
-> The Master's Manor - Somewhere deep at the center of the garden is a manor house, as of course there must be. Cushioned, opulent furniture, silent servants taking care of your every need... It could be easy to stay here for a while. Or forever. But if you displease the Master, you might find yourself in for a worse punishment than joining the maids scrubbing floors.
-> Wildcard - Any other environs you feel appropriate to the garden? Feel free to make use of them! There's plenty of unexplored territory, after all, and only the Master knows the whole of it.
Bonus content
There's all sorts of other things to be found throughout the gardens, of course. Feel free to add these to any of the prompts above, or use them by themselves as a jumping-off point!
-> Sex pollen - It's practically obligatory in a place like this, isn't it? Whether it's literal pollen, the smell of a flower, or something else, aphrodisiacs abound within the boundaries of the garden.
-> Strange fruit - The shapes are a bit more than innuendo, at least the ones you can recognize - plump pairs of breasts, vulva-like petals, and dicks of all sizes and shapes, some of them distinctly inhuman. The unfortunate thing is, you're getting rather hungry... If eating the fruit does do something funny to you, surely you can find something matching your original equipment enough to change back... right?
-> Like a present - No matter how careful you are, the garden seems to have a personal grudge against your clothes. Thorns you were far clear of somehow rip small holes, sap dribbles on you from above... Sooner or later, these are going to be unwearable, if they don't just outright fall off.
-> Or an emperor - Fortunately, you stumble across some new clothes, which seem like they'll be decently covering... At least until you put them on! But once you have, they revert to their true, revealing appearances - and for some reason, they just don't seem to want to come back off! At least it's better than being naked... Right?
-> A lesson in obedience - You don't remember falling asleep, but when you woke, there was something around your neck. Whether an elegant choker or a thick metal ring, or something somewhere in between, there doesn't seem to be any way to remove it. And not long after you wake up, you'll come across someone waiting patiently, someone whose very gaze drives you to your knees...
-> On a string - You don't know when it happened. But slowly, you lose control of your body, as it begins to gain a mind of its own - a mind that seems more in line with the desires of the garden. It's hard to say if someone is controlling you specifically or if the magic is just that pervasive, but either way, sooner or later your flesh is going to take things into its own hands...
-> Turn and face the strange - You were human. You were. Now, though, after spending so long in the garden, it's hard to be sure anymore. Subtle changes in your body are getting impossible to ignore. Just what are you becoming, and is it even worth trying to get home anymore?
-> Gifts from the Master - Sometimes, the Master of the Garden decides to give gifts to their visitors. Refusing them is not an option, and it's always something the Master thinks you needed to enhance your pleasure. Nipple and genital piercings in gold, chastity devices in strangely wrought silver, plugs in wood that slowly swells inside you as though they were still growing... Perhaps you'll be able to remove them eventually, but not until the Master has decided that you've appreciated them enough.
-> Wildcard - Something you want to play with that you don't see here? By all means. Who would discourage such a thing?
Forget secret gardens hidden behind rock walls - this is the real thing, a fae master's home full of plants and exotic creatures, all touched by magic in some way. And the garden's Master has a taste for the sensual, the sexual, the things that make your heart pound - a taste that infiltrates the magic in every inch of their land.
Of course, being fae, the Master and their servants aren't particularly prone to understanding human things like consent and choice - only the pleasure matters, for themselves and for visitors. Anyone who doesn't get with the program just needs some encouragement - and if their hearts beat from fear instead of anticipation, if they gasp in pain and horror instead of pleasure... Well, it will all become the same soon enough, won't it?
Scenarios
Why are you here? Are you a lost unfortunate, or someone who thinks they know what they're doing? Either way, there's no real way to prepare for the things that await you within...
-> Lost and alone - You're here by some unfortunate twist of fate- taking a wrong path in the woods at night, or something like it. The place feels kind of creepy, but there's not much to do but explore, right? You're not going to find the way back by sitting around.
-> Looking for someone? - Someone you love has disappeared, and you're determined to find them and bring them back safely. No matter what kinds of obstacles you have to face - or at least, that's what you think before you enter the garden.
-> Taken - You've been stolen away. Why? You don't know! Perhaps the Master of the Garden took a personal interest in you. Perhaps you broke some unknown rule, or simply went out to the forest on the wrong night while the Midnight Hunt sounded its horns. Either way, now you're here to stay - unless you can make your escape.
-> A bad bargain - You made a deal with the fae, and now it's time to pay up. Whether you're kept as one of the master's pets, left to wander the garden, or perhaps even turned to stone to be touched and enjoyed while powerless to resist... The fae take their debts quite seriously.
-> Long-term residency - You've been here for quite a while, long enough that the garden seems normal to you. The idea of the outside world has grown fuzzy in your mind - why would you want to leave? Everything you could ever want, food and drink and pleasure, is right here.
-> Coming home - You never were quite right in the human world. Now, after finding your way into the Garden, you feel for the first time at home, like this is where you belong - but a life in the dull world of humans can only prepare you so much for the world of your kin.
-> Like a dream come true - For years, you've been having dreams of this place, dreams that never seem to go quite far enough to satisfy you. Now, as if by some miracle, you've found that the place actually exists - surely there can't be any harm in indulging a bit before you go, right?
-> Wildcard - Any other reason to be in the garden you can think of!
Partners
A wide variety of creatures stalk this master's garden. Who might you encounter on your travels?
-> Another lost soul - At least you don't seem to be the only person stuck in the garden. Whether it's a fellow prisoner or someone you simply happen upon by chance, the odds are better if you stick together, right?
-> Deceptively close - Or maybe they aren't human at all, just one of the fae exceptionally skilled at looking it, and you won't find out until the clothes are off... Or perhaps even later than that.
-> Predator and prey - Something is following you. You hear it in the bushes, see it out of the corner of your eye, no matter how much you try to lose it. Run, hide, embrace your fate - being caught is inevitable, eventually.
-> You shall not pass - Guardians ward various pathways and gates throughout the gardens, some standing silent, some pacing in their places. It's a lonely job, so perhaps if you have some company to offer, they'll let you pass... Though it's just as likely that they'll try to keep you to themselves for as long as possible.
-> A beautiful doll - Whether it be of stone, wood, or something else, this construction seems almost alive. The carving is so lifelike, you rather expect that it could start to move at any moment... Perhaps, if you touch it, it will.
-> Creatures of the night - Once it gets dark within the garden, even seemingly peaceful residents can change, growing dominating and ruthless. Mad revels and orgies can be heard throughout the garden, enticing you to join them. Of course, if you'd prefer more personal attention, it's certain that you can find someone...
-> A mysterious voice - Harmonious and lovely, with or without accompaniment, you can't help but be drawn in by this voice. But the singer keeps moving, staying just out of sight, even as your desire for them grows... Only when you are enraptured without hope of escape will they reveal themselves, in order to make your sounds of pleasure their new instrument.
-> Master of the Garden - You aren't sure how you know when you see them, but there can be no doubt, as leaves bend to their passing and topiary bows, as flowers burst into bloom at their gaze. Somehow, you've drawn their interest. Whether that will be pleasant or painful for you remains to be seen, but there's no point trying to escape before you find out.
-> Wildcard - There's plenty of other residents of the garden that you might encounter, and few are so strange that they won't show an interest in a new human arrival. Unfortunately, few of them quite understand humans themselves...
Where and when
The gardens are truly expansive - there are many marvels to be seen within, and even more private places for a moment between two (or three, or more) people. Of course, some of those aren't nearly as private as they seem...
-> Do it for the - Vines! Vines everywhere! And the more you struggle, the more you seem to get tangled up, almost as if the pants are intentionally trying to wrap around your limbs and secure you in place. You can keep struggling and hope to win your way free, or accept your fate and wait for rescue... Or whatever else comes your way.
-> Sleeping among the flowers - Something about the smell of these poppies is making you drowsy, your limbs unresponsive. Whether you drift off or fight to move is up to you - but someone's sure to find you eventually...
-> Mirror, mirror - No ripples mar the surface of this stone-bordered pond, allowing it to give a perfect reflection of the trees above, and you, when you stop to look into it. Except, now it does seem to ripple, and your reflection slides slowly out of the water, sitting on the edge more sensually than anything with your face and body ought to be. It's the sort of thing everyone fantasizes about trying once, right?
-> At home in the trees - Finally, a safe place to rest! Situated some twenty feet off the ground, the treehouse can't help but look warm and inviting... Perhaps there's even a real bed inside! But, there's always the chance the owner might come home, and take offense to unexpected visitors...
-> The maze - It's not a magical garden without a hedge maze to get lost in - and you are deeply lost. If you didn't know better, you'd think that the maze is moving on its own to keep you inside - but that surely can't be possible, right? Even so, you can't get rid of the feeling of eyes watching you between the leaves...
-> The greenhouse - While the rest of the garden is plenty warm, the inside of this glass building is outright steamy, condensation on the windows making it hard to peer inside. You could always go in, of course... But if you're not careful, the door might swing shut and lock behind you.
-> Table for two - Didn't anyone ever tell you not to eat the food you find in fairyland? It's hard to resist, of course, with such a long table, such an appetizing spread... Strangely, though, there are only two seats. Who will your dining partner be tonight?
-> The Master's Manor - Somewhere deep at the center of the garden is a manor house, as of course there must be. Cushioned, opulent furniture, silent servants taking care of your every need... It could be easy to stay here for a while. Or forever. But if you displease the Master, you might find yourself in for a worse punishment than joining the maids scrubbing floors.
-> Wildcard - Any other environs you feel appropriate to the garden? Feel free to make use of them! There's plenty of unexplored territory, after all, and only the Master knows the whole of it.
Bonus content
There's all sorts of other things to be found throughout the gardens, of course. Feel free to add these to any of the prompts above, or use them by themselves as a jumping-off point!
-> Sex pollen - It's practically obligatory in a place like this, isn't it? Whether it's literal pollen, the smell of a flower, or something else, aphrodisiacs abound within the boundaries of the garden.
-> Strange fruit - The shapes are a bit more than innuendo, at least the ones you can recognize - plump pairs of breasts, vulva-like petals, and dicks of all sizes and shapes, some of them distinctly inhuman. The unfortunate thing is, you're getting rather hungry... If eating the fruit does do something funny to you, surely you can find something matching your original equipment enough to change back... right?
-> Like a present - No matter how careful you are, the garden seems to have a personal grudge against your clothes. Thorns you were far clear of somehow rip small holes, sap dribbles on you from above... Sooner or later, these are going to be unwearable, if they don't just outright fall off.
-> Or an emperor - Fortunately, you stumble across some new clothes, which seem like they'll be decently covering... At least until you put them on! But once you have, they revert to their true, revealing appearances - and for some reason, they just don't seem to want to come back off! At least it's better than being naked... Right?
-> A lesson in obedience - You don't remember falling asleep, but when you woke, there was something around your neck. Whether an elegant choker or a thick metal ring, or something somewhere in between, there doesn't seem to be any way to remove it. And not long after you wake up, you'll come across someone waiting patiently, someone whose very gaze drives you to your knees...
-> On a string - You don't know when it happened. But slowly, you lose control of your body, as it begins to gain a mind of its own - a mind that seems more in line with the desires of the garden. It's hard to say if someone is controlling you specifically or if the magic is just that pervasive, but either way, sooner or later your flesh is going to take things into its own hands...
-> Turn and face the strange - You were human. You were. Now, though, after spending so long in the garden, it's hard to be sure anymore. Subtle changes in your body are getting impossible to ignore. Just what are you becoming, and is it even worth trying to get home anymore?
-> Gifts from the Master - Sometimes, the Master of the Garden decides to give gifts to their visitors. Refusing them is not an option, and it's always something the Master thinks you needed to enhance your pleasure. Nipple and genital piercings in gold, chastity devices in strangely wrought silver, plugs in wood that slowly swells inside you as though they were still growing... Perhaps you'll be able to remove them eventually, but not until the Master has decided that you've appreciated them enough.
-> Wildcard - Something you want to play with that you don't see here? By all means. Who would discourage such a thing?
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Oh but he would taste him further if only Laurent would give him an opportunity.
"To no longer be alone." He answers the question honestly and genuinely, with no hesitation or even the faintest thought of lying. It makes it all too clear how his master claimed ownership of him.
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“You’d be in company if you returned to your Master,” The faerie asks, clearly bemused. Their politics are tricky but there are certain things even he has taken for granted- they’re not the Unseelie, all the humans in their kingdom come willingly. The definition of “willing” is rather variable, and Cousin is fairly unorthodox, but Cousin’s humans have always seemed so devoted. And this one has been so good. So handsome. He liked that the kiss made him smile, in a childish part of him that takes flattery and that he generally denies. This really isn’t the time or place for that kind of thinking. Laurent gets to his feet, dealing with his feelings the same way he’s dealt with all the other feelings of desire: quickly put his blush out of sight, the blood will go somewhere else eventually.
“I would do you a favour, you’ve earned it, but...“
But since Gladio doesn’t want that he isn’t sure what third solution to cook up- this is a bit more demanding than he has the time of day to provide for. “You can get up. Maybe… we are having a festival here in two months. Someone might want to take you in.”
The fae makes his offer quite sincerely, repaying Gladio’s apparent inability to lie. (It reminds him of his brother. It’s cute, while in the King of fae it had been terrifying.) The human has been exceptionally lucky to catch his attention as is- but unfortunately, everyone knows the Prince doesn’t take human consorts.
You might have to ask yourself. Heaven knows he won’t.
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"A favor?" Soft, curious, as though he can scarcely believe it. Then he takes a deep breath, steels himself for the refusal he fully expects.
"There is no returning to my master. The novelty of my presence wore off centuries ago. I am of no more interest to him than a broken childhood trinket." He shakes his head, hating that he has to compare himself to something so mundane, that he's nothing but a toy to those around him.
"Maybe, during the festival you speak of, someone will be interested enough and brave enough to ask the Master for me but it's hardly the first such festival and no one yet has been willing to consider it." And now he finally looks up to meet Laurent's gaze, bright amber holding that vivid blue for a moment, defiant and unyielding.
"If you wish to do me a favor without taking me from this prison then allow me to touch you, to feel your warmth if only for a moment, something to stave off the loneliness for some small time."
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“Are you aware of how much you’re asking for?” He says eventually, obliquely; it doesn’t sound like a flat-out refusal at least, just a somewhat amused observation. What the observation is, he doesn’t say. There’s a long moment of just that silent consideration, before Laurent eventually continues: “Touch means touch. There will be no fucking. Second, I will stop you as and when my patience runs out. Third- you will tell no one about it, living or otherwise.”
Sorry, he’s a terms and conditions kind of fae. But if one is willing to fill out the paperwork- an unwanted mortal is fair game, right? He’d been concerned about Cousin’s boundaries before, and it appears that Cousin hasn’t even the interest to set some. Frankly, Laurent’s appalled that no one’s noticed this kind of mortal. But it’s mostly just him. Not everyone likes beef, Laurent.
“Frankly, you could do better than me if you’re after affection. But this is my offer.” Daintily, and very visibly, he plucks at the laces at the end of one sleeve and pulls a small section of it loose. Temptation.
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"I've no one to tell even if I wanted to." A sigh and he knows that to a faerie that will seem like a dodge so he doesn't let himself move until he gives clear, irrefutable agreement. "I understand and accept your terms."
At which point Gladio simply shifts a little closer and leans into the faerie, letting his head settle on Laurent's shoulder, his arm sliding behind the slighter man to take most of his weight. "If you don't want anything more than merely this I will consider myself lucky for this much." And it's not just submissive platitudes, it is honest truth, the warmth of the other against him, feeling the shift of his body with each breath... It's more than he's had in so very long.
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Why do people never go for quick and nasty makeouts anymore. He’d been mentally prepared for that, he’d been ready to have another go at that poor-decisions-at-a-party experience. Now he has to contend with something….. frankly, vastly superior. It’s startling.
So his first reaction is to go still again- not quite tense, but clearly not relaxed. Not sure what to do, might be the word. But eventually, whatever mental debate the fae has resolves itself and he starts to relax, letting his weight lie naturally against the human.
"....if I don't like what you're doing, don't worry, you'll know." As we've.... found out elsewhere. But for now the response is delayed, and Laurent's voice sounds slightly dazed; this is a much better start, clearly?