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arkhamslvts · 7 days
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jason who not only has multiple videos of you bent over, getting fucked until you can't think. but he also has pictures of you with his cum leaking out of your pussy.
whenever you let him cum inside, he makes sure he does it more than once, maybe it was your cries of "please fill me up sir.. i need it so bad" or maybe it was instinct. it didn't matter though when he cums the first time he doesn't pull out, just presses a kiss to your neck and mutters "wanna feel full, don't you angel?" obviously you're confused because he just finished, you do feel full, but you nod anyways and all he does is chuckle before he starts moving again. his hands firm on your waist, despite how much you try, you're not getting away from it "no baby, you wanna feel full? you need it? you're gonna take every drop, gonna make you so full you start leakin' on the sheets." the vulgarity of his words make you moan and clench around him, he doesn't care when you cum because he wouldn't stop either way. and at the end of the night, when your legs are shaking and he's pumped you full of 4 loads, he reaches for his phone, his other hand rubbing your pussy gently, "don't move baby, let me take a picture of this fuckin' mess" it's embarrassing, and if you didn't feel his cum dripping out of you, down the plush of your thighs and onto the sheets, and then his tongue, licking up whatever slipped out, maybe you would've had a bit more resistance.
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mossonastone · 1 year
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next year i wanna make time for celebrating the twelve days of Christmas - Rauhnächte - and generally wanna get more into paganism and pagan rites and rituals. i‘m literally sitting on Celtic ground.
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k2ntoss · 5 months
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JASON TODD IS JUST SO CUTE EVEN WHEN HE'S BEING RED HOOD
okay, i know i may appear insane but i'm not so just listen to me: i know i already said that jason is a pleasure dom and well, he IS HE LIKES TO PAMPER YOU AND SPOIL YOU HE JUST he can't help it but feeling all fuzzy when you give him a cheeky smile and a long warm kiss whenever he gets you something so...
it's a nice morning and jason decided to go on a walk with you, small city fair going on so you go around, looking at the kids playing and running around until you spot a nice plushie, big and fluffy pink cow with a cute tiny strawberry pattern and ohhh jason notices how you stare at the little stuffed animal and he knows you want it but then his phone rings and he has to pick up the call, job is calling and he has to leave like NOW "baby, i can get it for you really fast, you know" he'll tell you almost pleading for you to let him delay his duty but you know it'll be problematic "jay, it's fine, you have to go" and jason pouts, yes HE POUTS "but baby, you want it" it's his excuse, he is determined to get late to his meeting just for you to have that fucking pink cow "yes, i want it and it's cute but you're in a hurry so the cow can wait" and that's it, you make him go to his meeting
later that day, when night falls and you're getting in bed to watch something on tv while waiting for jason to come back from his patrol as red hood and that happens around midnight, he comes in through the window of your room all geared up, red helmet and leather jacket, his guns on his holsters as he takes off his boots "y'know i had the weirdest night, these punks are getting way too bold lately" it's the first thing he says as soon as his helmet comes off and you are looking at him "i swear i got a bunch of them tonight and they laughed at me, can you believe it? i'm pointing a gun at them and they laugh!" he is venting, probably a little more talkative than his usual but you are lying in bed trying to hold your laugh as he takes off his gloves and then his guns "and now you too? what is it? am i a clown now?" he grunts as he looks at you through narrowed eyes "jay... did you stuffed that into your pocket?" you ask jason pointing at the pocket of his jacket and then he realizes, red hood has been going around in patrol with the pink fluffy cow on his pocket "oh fuck! the things i do for you"
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mara-phelion · 14 days
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i love so many new people getting into dorym now that robbie's back because now everyone gets to see The Dynamic that everyone who's been a truther has been going insane for
from tension and mistrust brought by the circlet ("sounds like a threat, orym" / "that's what it was")
to dorian asking orym if he can join him in his journey at the end of exu ("you're the best with maps" / "i won't turn down the company") until orym giving dorian platinum pieces, and when asked what it was for, he responds "for the company"
from incessant arguing over where to go to or what to do to following each other to the ends of the earth, maybe not always physically but always in heart, no debts between them
orym seeing dorian in the natural blues of the world, spending so much time processing his loss, ending up with the conclusion that he misses dorian and how he thinks sometimes that it's a betrayal of the self
how despite everything they've gone through, orym can't help but look at dorian like how a spouse looks at a spouse, like how he used to look at will all those years ago, how even with the guilt and the voices of doubt, he loves dorian
and dorian, the second son of a royal family, aching to be free from anyone's shadow, always willing to follow orym because he knows they've built themselves to walk side by side, loves him too
and that is dorym; loving each other despite the promises they've made to themselves of independence, not because they're bound to be broken, but because being with the other makes them realize that reliance isn't weakness
but it is love, and that's okay
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baeshijima · 2 months
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mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.
he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.
you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.
in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.
"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."
standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.
"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.
and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.
with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."
silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.
"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"
had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.
his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.
(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.
you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seems from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.
you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)
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s0fthunny · 7 months
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i love love love how girly vs and pink is
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fogswirls · 7 months
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My new She Ra illustration, just in time for Thought Bubble ✨This is the only one of my prints that is in A4 as well as A5, and copies are limited, so make sure you grab one!
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furious-blueberry0 · 2 days
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Just realized I could make Luke, Leia, Ezra and Mara Jade crèchemates in the AU
The chaos it would create
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fallenandrogyne · 9 months
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Carol (2015) | Killing Eve (2019) | Barbie (2023)
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odairs-fishery · 2 months
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I always get so suspicious when I see people say they like Finnick. I get excited bc I want more Finnick mutuals but then go on their page and see all that they post is shit sexualising him. Tell me why I saw someone calling him a SLUT. Like do you guys have no literacy skills whatsoever? No respect for male victims? pisses me off infinitely because people don't like his character for who he is, they like him bc hes just another "hot guy" they can trendhop.
Maybe a bit niche, but the same goes for Spotify playlists. The amount of times I've seen government hooker on finnick themed playlists??
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waynaedr · 8 months
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has anyone noticed before how Carol hungrily...bites...Therese? and Therese is insanely overwhelmed with feelings, so much so that she can't kiss Carol back, she's choking.
such passion, pure feelings.
this film is not just about love between women, this film is about true love, which you rarely see, but thanks to art there is hope that this will happen to you too...
"I took what you gave willingly."
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arkhamslvts · 1 month
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and while i’m here… jason anal? jason pushing in all slow, pressing kisses to your spine muttering out a “it’s okay baby.. i’m here, i’ll be gentle.. shhh it’s alright angel” he chuckles when he’s all the way in, pressing you down into the mattress, one hand on your waist, one hand on in your hair as he speeds up. “ ‘s good angel? you want more” his pace gets relentless, head pressed into the mattress. “mine. all mine baby, no one else is fucking this hole, alright? …fuck you’re tight”
yeah… jason & anal.
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kindlythevoid · 2 months
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Y’all, y’all, I know this is (among many, many other things) the talk-about-your-fanfics site but I physically cannot talk about them without being prompted. However, because I am dying to talk about them, I have decided to do it in the format of an ask game.
What story (stories?) are you writing rn that you’ll most likely publish next? ∩(´∀`∩)
What story (stories?) are you writing rn that will most likely linger in your head for an undetermined period of time? (*´▽`*)
What tropes do you like writing about the most? (´▽`ʃƪ)
Lore dump about the OCs (see tags for options)! (∩˃o˂∩)
One individual fun fact for each OC in the tags. ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ
Longest fic you’ve written (published or not)? ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ
Shortest fic you’ve written (published or not)? ‹•.•›
Fic that is near and dear to your heart? ♡
Top three fics you’ve written (in author’s opinion)? ♡♡♡
Story Moodboard of choice (either you or author picks the story; author makes). (◡‿◡✿)
OC Moodboard of choice (either you or author picks the OC; author makes). ❀☉‿☉❀
Write another line in your WIP (rude, productive, but okay). ◔̯◔
Drop a playlist for a story! ♪♡♪
Umm… yeah, so feel free to reblog to use the ask game yourself!! Fingers crossed all those nervous writers get to lore dump, yeah?
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k2ntoss · 4 months
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the first time you asked jason to teach you how to ride a motorcycle he agreed, maybe it was because how cute you looked when he said 'yes' or maybe it was because he knew that riding behind you he could drive a certain kind of feeling through your body.
he loved the idea of having you sitting in front of him, your legs spread between his to properly adjust to the seat while his hands rested on the handlebar on top of yours as he tells you, softly and tenderly what you have to do in order to start the engine and drive.
it's sweet at first, he gives gentle squeezes to your waist and thighs when he asks you what you have to do next and your answer is right, that's how the first week of lessons goes and you really love it because he's so sweet with his "that's a smart girl" and "you're doing great, baby, just like that" that your heart melts.
but once you're ready to ride on your own he's still sitting behind you, hands on your hips when you hit the road and as soon as he knows there's not too much to worry about and there's no more cars or other bikes around his grip on your hips thightens when you make the engine roar "what are you doing, jay?" but the smirk on his face widens as soon as your words are cut by a soft moan. he presses your body against the sit, making your core feel the way the engine works.
"you have to know how it feels, part of your lessons" jason says as he presses a kiss to your temple, his hands now lying on the inner side of your thighs and moving you slightly to press you a little more to the vehicle.
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mara-phelion · 1 month
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nakedtoaster reacts to the tortured poets department and they take the opportunity to promote the love of their life
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makorragal-312 · 8 days
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I genuinely don't want to believe that Chris is gonna actively choose to go back to Texas and stay with his grandparents.
But in the off chance he actually does and Eddie is left alone, what if this is what leads to Buck and Eddie being "closer than ever?"
Chris heads back to Texas and Eddie, who is now newly single, is alone and trying to work through his Shannon issues and eventual catholic guilt. Buck stops by his house constantly to check up on him and make sure he's not spiraling and just to give him a shoulder.
Which leads to Eddie confiding in Buck about his catholic guilt and him realizing that his relationships with women weren't good for him.
Which eventually causes conflict between him and Tommy because he's spending most of his time with Eddie and he won't fill him in and why he's been going to see him
Which leads to Tommy realizing that Buck has been seeking out Eddie's attention the whole time.
Which leads to Tommy and Buck eventually breaking up.
Which leads to Eddie having an episode where he realizes that he's queer and he panics.
Which leads to Buck coming over and comforting him through his episode as he tries to work through his emotions.
Which leads to-
You know what? I'll just stop.
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