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snugstones · 8 months

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Oh there is something wrong with him (affectionate).

#❀.txt #📖#is he just into bones or monsters as a whole??#HE WANTS TO EATING LIVING ARMOR?!?

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moralpuppet · 1 year

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❝ It's okay. The doctor said it was permanent. I'm used to it now really. ❞ Orel didn't want @soulblank to worry too much about his leg or ask too many questions at that. He didn't want to have to lie and he certainly didn't want to have to relive the truth either.

❝ I just need to take breaks more regularly. ❞ He assures moving to lower himself onto the grass. ❝ The bones shattered so there's no use in trying to repair it. ❞ / starter

#📖what did you do now you little menace? . ic #soulbank #tw: broken bones

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vmpwrld · 10 months

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hey boy [bones crack like a twig]

#📖#help my bones wont stop cracking :(

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httpsserene · 6 months

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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝟴: 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 | 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽

📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: if lando achieved a podium at silverstone, you promised you’d give him anything he wants. he thinks about it the whole race weekend, and when the two of you are celebrating his second-place finish, he tells you that he wants to take care of you. you’re disbelieving–he takes care of you every waking hour. lando, on the other hand, said that with his chest. and he’ll prove it to you. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. explicit. not beta read. service top lando. shy/self-conscious!reader. mention of multiple orgasms. mention of vaginal sex. face-riding/sitting. lando is a munch & simp. 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 1k words. 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: lando norris x fem!black!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: drabble. 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: lotus flower bomb • wale ft. miguel

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lando pulls your body completely against his, chest to chest as you straddle his lap. he tenderly holds the nape of your neck, using his large hand to coax your head backwards. he leans forward to kiss you but pauses at the last second, and smiles at your body language. as soon as his hand gently tangled into your hair, your eyes fluttered shut and your lips pursed in anticipation for a kiss. instead of pressing your lips together like expected, lando kisses you softly on the forehead. you open your eyes halfway in question, and lando beats you to speaking.

“let me,” lando murmurs, his warm eyes gazing at you lovingly, “you said you’d give me anything i want—so, let me take it.”

he watches the astonished look in your eyes fade into a bashful avoidance of eye contact. he pets at your scalp gently, charmed at how you still shy away when you deem his devotion too intense. lando doesn’t understand why you don’t believe that he actually wants to take care of you, why he wants to love you thoroughly. his brain sings in satisfaction every time he makes you satisfied. you’re his soulmate; you’ve become each other’s rock, he’s not sure if he’d manage to withstand the extreme pressure of his life without you. so, of course when you offer yourself to him in exchange for his home race podium finish, he’s going to take advantage of that—and provide you with pleasure, solely.

lando allows you to hide, but continues to press sweet kisses around your face. he drags his lips from your forehead, to your cheeks, to your brow bone, to your eyelids, to your nose, reveling in the heat that rises to your brown skin at his attention. he kisses you properly when he feels the tension coiled within your muscles dissipate. the slick sound of your lips meeting rings in the brit’s ears, and he moans into your mouth when he feels your manicured nails dig into his shoulders. lando captures your bottom lip between his teeth and nips teasingly; he wants your lips even plumper than they already are, he wants them to swell from his passionate onslaught. when his tongue sneaks past the seam of your lips as they part around a moan, his kisses deepen. his free hand cups your ass and drags you closer to him—there should be no space between your bodies. he’s become lost under the weight of his own kisses and swallows down every keening moan, whimper, and whine that you breathe into his mouth. he wouldn’t mind if this is as far as he took it tonight, sharing kisses like these quiets his urge to move along. you, however, care little for lando’s content; you begin to circle your hips down onto him in tight, almost unnoticeable grinds. he breaks the kiss to sigh shakily, and fulfills the question he knows you’re not going to vocalize.

“pretty girl,” lando hums at the sight of your already disheveled appearance, you look fucked out. “hmm, you want more, love? yeah, you do—c’mere and ride my face, pretty.” lando chuckles at the way you freeze at his request, and how you choke on your own breath. you’ve been bare on top of him the whole time and unconsciously started searching for more friction from his boxer-clad erection, and you clam up at the idea of grinding on his tongue—like he’s never eaten you out before.

lando doesn’t allow you any time to protest and shrugs off the shirt he’s wearing, tossing it to some random spot on the floor. he relaxes back, lying flat and rests both of his hands on your hips. he watches how your pupils blow, irises shrinking away at your arousal—he’s not going to interrupt you, and gives you ample time to bask in the sight of his toned torso. a handful of seconds pass before your eyes flick upwards to meet his own, and he sees how you automatically hide away from his stare. there’s no need to attempt to hide from him, he knows your intricacies forward and back. lando dismisses your behavior, and bodily lifts you to hover over his mouth.

he pretends to miss your scandalized cry of his name at the sudden manhandling, and sucks marks into your inner thigh, slowly moving closer and closer to your core. lando presses a final kiss where your navel meets your cunt, and pauses to stare up at you, waiting for your permission. for the first time tonight, you hold eye-contact with him and softly whisper for him to continue, and lando smiles tenderly at the first hint of confidence that leaks into your tone.

building a strong neck is good for his day job, but lando especially appreciates his strengthened neck for this activity alone—he can feast on you without a single complaint concerning cramping or exhaustion. he messily brandishes his tongue through your lips, his moan of delight at your taste vibrating through your most sensitive area. his tongue forms tight circles and flicks against your clit, and he pauses randomly to slurp lewdly against your entrance to make sure he’s not missing any of your essence. lando whimpers depravedly when he feels your hips start to press down on his mouth, rocking against his tongue to direct him where you want—and his eyes flutter shut in pleasure.

lando will make you come once like this and the resulting dopamine spike will cause your shyness to evaporate. you’ll start riding his face like he wants you to, leading to another orgasm. his goatee will be soaked with your arousal and lando will not care. then, he’ll make you cum once more from his fingers alone—you’ve always had a thing for his hands—and depending on how sensitive you are, lando might make you spray your release all over the fresh bed sheets. he’ll allow himself to fuck you slowly to another orgasm, that coasts over your body smoothly. and when he deems that he’s satisfied his desire of taking care of you, he’s going to paint your thighs white with his release. of course, his pleasure comes second to yours. he has the whole night to worship you, and he doesn’t see his devotion for you faltering any time soon.

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itsimaginetime · 9 months

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S.o being bratty to yunho and show a little of her dom side by riding him 😩😩

Enjoy the ride

⚠Warnings⚠: Dom turned Sub!Yunho, BrattySub turned Domme!FemReader , Y/n is obsessed with Cosmopolitan!Yunho (such a mood) , they're both switches but they're just figuring that out now , Y/n loves pinning Yunho against things (again , mood) , dick riding, Y/n is a natural Domme , Yunho is the most obedient baby boy ever , Yunho submissive and breedable supremacy.

❗EVERYTHING IN THIS IMAGINE AND ALL IMAGINES I WRITE IS CONSENTUAL AND FICTIONAL , FOR EDUCATIONAL AND ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY❗

Summary📝: It was quite the pleasant surprise when Y/n decided to jump Yunho's bones after the release of the Cosmopolitan x Ateez collab.

Author's Note✏: *screams like a banshee*

Word count📖: 0.9k @itsimaginetime

"Yuyu , baby! What the fuck?!"

"Y/n! Language!" Yunho's giggles can be heard loud and clear in the hallway of Y/n's apartment as he laughed at his girlfriend's astonished expression, her hands holding his as she bounced on the tips of her feet.

"Babe , you can't just have a collab with Cosmopolitan out of all things , look dangerously hot in it and not expect me to lose my shit! My god , Yunho!"

"Oh? You think I looked hot?"

"THOUGHT YOU LOOKED HOT??? YUNHO I-" Y/n stopped herself before she could start rambling. She didn't think he looked hot , she thought he looked so fucking attractive beyond words. The confidence in his entire being, the way he looked at the camera , the way he moved fluidly in that one promotion video. It had her squeezing her thighs together in absolute desperation.

But ... It was a different desperation than usual. @itsimaginetime

She didn't want to be pinned down and fucked senseless. No , that wouldn't satisfy her newly discovered urge.

Those pictures and video clips made him look so... submissive and breedable in her eyes she just wanted to pin him down and-

"Y/n?"

She looked up abruptly. Fuck , she didn't mean to get so lost in thought.

"Baby? You ok? You were zoning-"

He didn't have the chance to finish that sentence as Y/n unexpectedly pinned him against the nearest wall. @itsimaginetime

"I'm gonna show you just how hot I think you are"

"Oh-" Yunho's voiced echoed in the bedroom as Y/n pushed him onto the bed before immediately climbing on top of him.

"Well, aren't you feeling adventurous today?" Yunho smirked up at his girlfriend as she pinned him down to the mattress, planning on flipping her over and taming her bratty wild side.

Not like he'll get the chance to do that.

"Yeah ,you can say that"

With that , just as Yunho was about to flip their positions around, Y/n spoke once more.

"Yuyu~~ , I wanna try something new today"

His curiosity was immediately piqued. Something new...? @itsimaginetime

"And don't get me wrong, I love it when you fuck the attitude out of me..."

Y/n proceeded to grind against Yunho's growing erection, feeling him twitch against her clothed heat.

"But I wanna switch things up a bit... Can we do that , please?"

The pout on Y/n's lips was absolutely irresistible. Fuck , she had him completely at her mercy.

"Of course, puppy. What did you have in mi-"

Y/n leaned down, capturing Yunho's lips in a passionate kiss, grinding against his bulge.

Yunho couldn't help the muffled moan that escaped him. Fuck , why was she so good at taking control? @itsimaginetime

And why did he like it so much?

Slowly, her hands travelled down his body causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

Grabbing the hem of his sweatpants, she pulled them down with an undeniable lust in her eyes.

"Oh? Going commando? How naughty of you , puppy"

Yunho couldn't believe his ears. Did she just use the nickname he gave her on him? She just called him puppy. And why did it make him so unimaginably horny?

With a sultry smile , she grabbed his rock hard cock , chuckling at the precum running down its length and over her fingers.

"So wet for me , isn't that right Yuyu?"

The tables were fully flipped and Y/n did not hesitate to use Yunho's exact same words and technics against him. @itsimaginetime

Grabbing his dick and without hesitation, Y/n sank herself down with urgency, letting out an obscene moan at the how full she felt.

Yunho's breathy whimper caught both of them off guard, he has never let out such a sound before.

"Fuck , you sound so good , pretty boy"

Another pathetic whimper escaped Yunho involuntarily, he couldn't help it , her words had his breath hitching and his limbs plient under her ministrations.

Y/n's hands traced up Yunho's body , soon reaching his hands and pinning them above his head. @itsimaginetime

"You look so gorgeous like this. Letting me use you as I please"

She leaned down to press a heated kiss on his lips , grinding her hips with lustful abandon.

"Such an obedient puppy"

Yunho squealed as Y/n's lips attached to his neck , sucking hickeys into existence.

Y/n's pace picked up, riding his dick like a woman on a mission.

Well , she is on a mission. @itsimaginetime

A mission to make her man absolutely melt.

"Y-y/n...Fuck , I'm so close..."

"Hmm? Already? Such a desperate pup"

Yunho's pants and moans got louder the closer he got , yet he didn't wanna cum yet...not before asking for permission.

"Baby- ah~ , baby please let me cum"

Y/n felt herself clench at the sweet begging tone that reached her ears.

Damn , he sounds so good when he begs ; she thought.

"How could I ever say no to you , Yuyu? Go ahead, cum whenever you want"

As if commanded , Yunho came immediately, letting out delicious moans of his lover's name. @itsimaginetime

With a cut off moan of her own , Y/n came on Yunho's cock , bouncing a few more times to ride out the orgasm before pulling out and gently laying on top of the man below her, wrapping her arms around him in a loose , loving hug.

Neither of them ever thought they'd enjoy such a dynamic switch but turns out, they couldn't get enough of it.

They are definitely gonna do this more often.

"Next time , I'm riding your face"

Fuck , he couldn't wait. @itsimaginetime

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jakekiszkasmommy · 6 months

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The Professor Part 2 📖

Warnings: 18+, ABSOLUTE FILTH, literally only sex this entire chapter, unprotected sex, dirty talk, rough sex, orgasm denial and overstimulation, squirting, ALL the warnings!!!!!

Author's note: SURPRISE!! I couldn't wait until tomorrow- I will be planning on rolling out a new part every Monday so here is this one a teensy bit early!

Part 1

Part 2

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The way his tongue rolls over your nipple has you letting out small moans, the alcohol heightening your senses.

"Jacob, please," you beg as your run your fingers through his chocolate locks.

He bites your left nipple, sending you arching off the bed with a yelp. His mouth works it's way around your chest and up your collar bones. His hands find the button and zipper on your jeans, undoing them quickly. He helps you drag your pants off your ankles, eyes again raking up your legs as he did at the bar.

"You are a work of art, Y/n." His calloused fingertips run up the sides of your legs. "I'm feeling a bit parched. Think you can help?" You think he is about to ask for a drink but before you have the chance to respond, he is diving between your legs. Tongue lapping at your soaked panties, "and you taste like heaven as well." He nearly growls.

He yanks your underwear off of you and discards them onto the floor before moving back to your aching center. The second his tongue finds your clit, you are clamping your thighs around his head and digging your fists into his hair.

"Oh my god," you shout as a moan rips through your chest.

His tongue circles your clit at a fast pace, quickly bringing you to the edge of an orgasm. He chuckles as he pulls away. Your eyes shoot open and you see him rise from the bed. He starts undoing his own pants and discards them into the ever growing pile, his cock springing free.

"I told you that you were a needy little thing, love" the new pet name rolling off his tongue. "But we are still going to play by my rules. You will only cum when I allow you to. Understood?" You nod. He approaches the side of the bed, "Safe word is Gibson if you need me to stop." You nod again, "no I need to hear you say it."

"Gibson." You say, looking up at him with doe eyes.

"On your knees." He points to the hardwood floor. You scramble to the floor, unsure of what is to come but ready to give him anything he needs. He gathers your hair into his fist into a makeshift bun. "Open." He commands. You do as you are told and open your mouth, tongue out, waiting. "Oh, you are such a good listener. Such a good little slut for me." He says as you looked up at him with hooded eyes, watching him stroke himself. He slaps the head of his cock on your tongue a few times. A devilish grin on his face sends a shockwave to your core.

He slides his length into your mouth slowly. You wrap your lips around him, using your tongue for added pressure on the bottom. He picks up his pace.

"I want you to play with yourself. Keep her feeling nice for me." He says through gritted teeth. Your hand shoots down to circle your bundle of nerves. You nearly melt into a puddle on the floor at the touch. A small moan vibrates his cock and he starts fucking your mouth harder. "Keep your pace with mine."

You are circling your clit with every thrust of his own. "That's it baby, god you look beautiful." You look up at him through your lashes, eyes nearly rolling in the back of your head. Your other hand grabs the back of his thigh to keep him thrusting into your mouth.

No sooner than it started, he uses the grip in your hair to pull you off of him. He crouches down onto the floor with you, bending your head backwards. He inserts two fingers into you unexpectedly and you let out your loudest moan yet.

"God baby, you are so tight." Pumping his fingers in and out of you, making you teeter on the edge yet again.

Moans are falling out of you non-stop now. "Jake I'm going to cum, please, you have to stop."

"I'm not quite sure who Jake is, love," he brings your head up to meet his dark gaze.

You panic, stumbling over your words, "Sorry, sir, I- I'm-" you start to unravel below him, unable to stop it.

"At least you know to call me Sir. I'll let that one slide. Be a good girl and cum for me. Do it. Now." He demands.

You are relieved when you finally let go. Squeezing around his fingers. But then it all becomes too much. He hasn't stopped.

"Sir, I-"

"You know what to say if you want me to stop." He growls in your ear. You can't stop cumming. Your vision whites out and you scream his name, another orgasm taking over you. "That's it. That's what I wanted." He says as he pulls his fingers out and rubs your clit rapidly. You can feel and hear the wetness hitting the floor. You feel euphoric, no one has ever made you cum like that.

"Jacob, oh my god, I- I've never," you start to apologize.

He pulls you up and pushes you onto the bed face down with your feet on the floor. "I'm going to fuck you now. And I want you to do that all over again. Soak me."

He lines himself up with your entrance and slams into you, not allowing any time to adjust. He is so much bigger than you expected but the stretch is welcomed. With every thrust, he is grazing your g-spot. You can control the moans and praises slipping from your mouth.

"Yes, sir, just like that, pleaseeee," you whine. Gripping the sheets you use the leverage to push back into him harder.

"No no no, you aren't in control. I am." He seethes. He grabs both arms by your elbows and pulls towards him, lifting your chest off the mattress. "Keep begging for it, let me hear you."

You throw your head back moaning, "Please sir, please can I cum now?"

His hips snapping into you at a relentless pace is sure to leave you sore tomorrow. "Already? No, love, we just started having fun." He says sternly as he pulls up harder on your arms. Each thrust into you is deep and hard, your ass smacking against his thighs. He is groaning behind you, watching your perfect ass bounce against him. He pulls out with a harsh smack on your ass before ramming into you again. Letting go of your arms, his hands find purchase digging into your hips, driving him into you harder.

You are screaming into the mattress and squeezing him so hard that his hips falter just the slightest moment.

"Alright baby girl, cum for me," he says lowly as he leans down to your ear. Finally causing you to release all over him. "That's it, baby. See I know you can be good and listen."

Flipping you over, you lay fucked out beneath him on the bed, tears streaming from your eyes. A hint of worry crosses his expression. He cradles the back of your neck and lifts your head towards him. "Hey, love, you ok? We can stop. You just have to tell me."

"No, no please, I want more. Please please," you beg.

A wicked smile is plastered on his face as he stares down at you. "Give me one more. But I want you to hold it until I say so and then give me all you've got." He slips himself back into you. The both of you letting out a moan together. You are balanced on the edge of the bed, with your legs wrapped around his waist and his hand cradling your head.

He leans down and kisses you, deepening it as he starts to thrust faster again. His other thumb finds your clit and starts to rub hard, slow circles.

The obscene words falling from your mouth were enough praise for him to know that you were close again. You start to squeeze him and it only makes him pound into you harder. The sweat making his hair stick to his face and neck.

Who would have thought the man you brought home from the bar would be giving you the best fuck of your life?

The circles he's rubbing on your clit become tighter, faster. "Jacob, god this is- fuck- yes just like that," you throw your head back in pleasure. Your eyebrows scrunch together and your mouth hangs open, no noises spilling out as you try to hold it together.

"Oh love, don't hide those sounds from me now." The grip around the back of your neck tightens. "Look at me, open your eyes."

Your eyes open to find his nearly jet black and pupils blown with lust. A particular pass over your clit sends your eyes rolling backwards.

He pulls you to him and you are completely submitting to him as your lips lock, relaxing in his grip. He pulls away just slightly so that he can watch your face. Your eyes meet and you swear in that moment you feel a spark. A spark other than a drunken hookup.

"Ok, love, are you ready? Think you can do it one more time for me?" His caring tone brings you back down to earth as you find yourself getting lost in the feeling of everything.

His thrusts become sloppy and you clench around him. His thumb brushes over your bundle of nerves a few more times before you are coming undone with him following you. You scream his name and claw at his biceps. The both of you ride out your highs until the air settles and you are both a panting mess.

.....

"So," he pauses, "about that tattoo?" Jacob chuckles as he lifts your chin to kiss you.

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Part 3

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dawnsumhrs · 2 months

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kirkwall dashboard simulator

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Red Lyrium!Meredith Stannard x F!Reader

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Meredith fucks you on lyrium imagines

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cosmic-ghost-hermit · 2 months

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Take what resonates and leave behind anything that doesn't. Always be open to new perspectives.

-ghost 👻🩵🤍🖤

PILE 1

Bone: Short Thigh Bone

Astrology: Libra ♎️, Aries ♈️, Leo ♌️, Virgo ♍️

Hello, pile 1! Your ancestors are big fans of you but definitely have some opinions about your current actions. These ancestors are waiting for you to do something before they pass on to the next life. They want to meet you in person in this life but they are waiting for something. It’s like they are waiting for you to become you. You are real busy trying to be what other people want. Your ancestors are telling me you ignore yourself a lot. Honestly, I see why you feel that way and act that way but your ancestors are frustrated watching you hurt yourself. They are telling you to take some time for yourself. Rest or spend time on your creative goals. Focus on you for once. Focus on fanning your own flame instead of tending to others. When you spend so much time tending to other peoples gardens you have no time for your own garden.

💜🔑☯️🔮⚱️☮️🎺🎨🏆🍆🐱☂️🌾🪻🌼🍋🍇🦄🦻😈🫰👾👑🎆🛎️🧬💛🚺

PILE 2

Bone: Spine Bones

Astrology: Taurus ♉️, Cancer ♋️, Scorpio ♏️, Pisces ♓️

Heyo, pile 2. Welcome to your reading! The ancestors reaching out to you are already contacting you regularly. Maybe you aren’t fully aware that it is them but you do listen to them even if you didn’t know who they were. They have deep ties to water and the moon. They remind me of a cottonmouth snake. They keep a keen eye out for you. Protecting you and watching your back. However, they don’t always interfere if they know you can handle it. The message I’m hearing from them is about self reflection. Have you been showing your cards to people who want to hurt you? Have you been telling certain untrustworthy people truths they do not deserve? Why have you been doing that? Maybe you have been looking for deep connections in the wrong places. You are extremely intuitive. Spend time listening to your intuition about people. Something that helps me get better intune with my intuition is a phrase I’ll credit Esotarot on youtube. The phrase is “anxiety screams, intuition whispers”. If you listen closer to your intuition you will hear the truth. Listening to your anxieties will just distract you. Your ancestors will protect you when necessary but they want you to be able to help yourself as well. They love you dearly, my friend.

🤍🪩🪞🎐🐻‍❄️🐭🐰🥼💀👻🩹💉⏱️🎹🏐🍚🫖🥛☁️🐚🪽🐮🐁✉️💭🏳️📖🎧🍽️

PILE 3

Bone: Turtle Skull

Astrology: Aquarius ♒️, Capricorn ♑️, Sagittarius ♐️, Gemini ♊️

Good-day, pile 3! Your ancestor has a trickster-like energy. A balance of positive and negative. Comedy and tragedy. Healer and killer. Medicine and poison. They are a Master of alchemy. This ancestor is helping you master it as well. Honestly, they are helping you become skilled at using most of your psychic abilities. It looks like you have gone through a lot and so did this ancestor. They had a lot of similar experiences to you but was very different from you. You are much more serious because of what you have been through. This ancestor has a habit of making light of their experiences. The message your ancestor wants to tell you is to have more fun and see more color in your world. This will create balance in your life. You will reach your full potential if this ancestor has anything to say about it. I wish you luck!

🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️‍🌈🏓🏀🎾🪀🥏🪁🍡🍒🍊🍋🍏🫐🍆🐙🦊🐱🐸🦋🦄

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yanderelmk · 11 months

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It's my birthday today 😊🎂

How do various yanderes celebrate their darling's birthday?

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Oh my gosh happy birthday!! :D For the sake of not running out of space Imma group this together: ☀️MONKEY MEN🌑: They tried to make you a birthday cake...thing is neither of them know how to bake. They had to set their bitterness aside (or- well, they tried to) and the result was Wukong trying to distract you while Macaque scrambled around trying to find you something, even sending out his clones so he could sweep multiple stores at once (while pocketing a few shiny things for himself b/c mfer is a magpie). 🚦TRAFFIC LIGHT TRIO🚦: Mei got you a gift weeks in advance, she stays on top of birthdays. Same for Red Son! MK however didn't remember until the night before because ADHD is a bitch, but he likely ended up drawing a bunch of pictures of you, him, Red Son, and Mei. Mei also has a cake ready b/c she's The Best Ever. The trio's general vibe is just "BFFs 5ever because it's longer than 4" and everyone they care about is given the same treatment. 📖FREE NOODLES🍜: Pigsy is gonna be cookin' up a whole-ass STORM!! All of your favorite foods will be made, and breakfast is definitely served in bed. Dinner's gonna be a whole feast with the cake made extra special. Tang's the type of guy that follows "It's your birthday, so whatever you say goes!" He'll be fully open to trying out something new, and his gift is going to relate to a really niche subject that he knows you absolutely adore. It's likely he's done research to make sure he got the gift just right! 🕷️SPIDER DEMONS🕸️: These four are so wild it's funny. Spider Queen probably used her silk to make you a really fancy outfit, Syntax (who had your birthday set up as a reminder on his phone) probably is gonna give you some kind of drone that can help you out with mundane stuff (you get to name it). Goliath tried to make something, but whatever it is it's gonna be messy...he did his best. Huntsman? Deadass he probably went to go hunt your favorite animal so he could stuff it. If your favorite animal isn't in the area or it's a fictional one catch this extra-ass motherfucker carving a big-ass statue of it.

They had these gifts prepared. They knew your birthday was coming. They still all forgot until the actual day/the night before, for various reasons. Hey, at least the gifts are well-made. ☠️BONE DUO👻: Both the Lady Bone Demon and the Mayor are going to appear on your doorstep at midnight. They have a full day planned with ways to celebrate your birthday and 'no' is not an option. You will be spoiled!! The Mayor's got enough money to take you out in style, probably in his limo to fancy restaurants, most likely one of those rotating ones. The gifts will be exactly what you need, even if you didn't know you needed it yet. Even if it seems odd at first, best to just go along with it. 🪷CELESTIAL SQUAD🌙: Chang'e has a gigantic cake prepared, most likely one layer for each year of your life. She's been working on this for forever!! Nezha helped her prepare a big party on the moon for you. Both of them are likely to gift you presents of Celestial origins (blessed jewelry that protects you from demonic possession, or a very rare book). They might have lost count of their own ages, but they understand how important birthdays are to some people. 🦁THE🐘BROTHERHOOD🦅: They're completely unfamiliar with how mortals celebrate birthdays, but they're going to do their best. Cake? OK sure they can make one (it looks god awful). Presents? Surely any mortal would appreciate dangerous weapons and armor (it's horribly wrapped)! With the whole "listen to the birthday person" thing they might take it too literally. Like if you say "Let's hit the road" they are going to demolish that goddamn road b/c you said to and are the birthday person. Your wishes must be followed. They're trying they really are.

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cravingstudyvalidation · 1 year

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The first full week back to skl was okay(?) By okay I mean we got loaded with assignments,presentations and tests. I have a presentation due tmrw and a chem test too so today was a pretty stressful day, but thankfully we had a free class so I got to work on my presentation and edit some bits.

📖- Shadow and Bone by leigh bardugo

🎧- Halazia by Ateez

#mine #studyblr #studyspo #study motivation #study hard #studyspace #study blog #student #bookblr #book recs #chaotic academia

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astrhoeluvr · 1 year

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Astrhoe Observations Pt.5 🫂🥰🫶🏻

(Here we go again….👀😗)

Back to 👉🏻 my materialist 👁️🫦👁️.

a lil disclaimer : these are just my personal observations, so don’t take any of them to heart🥳.Some could be applicable to you and some would differ, so take all of them with a grain of salt OKIE! enough of me blabbing let’s get on with it🫶🏻🥰

😈🔥: Aries/Capricorn/Scorpio placements what is it with y’all and wanting to experience the enemies to lovers/rivals to lovers trope??! 👀🤨 (Not me calling myself out😁🤡)!

😃😭: Pisces placements be making eye contact with random ass strangers and start journaling about how they met their soulmate at the subway 😝😝 like baby no, they ain’t your soulmate 🥰.

🎤🎧: Pisces placements could prefer listening to old school music (70s, 80s, 90s etc) 👀🎧👩🏻‍🎤 whereas Aries placements would prefer listening to the latest upbeat pop/hiphop music 🎵🔥✨.

🌋🌍: 9th house placements could be really good at geography. They’re the one’s who’d randomly pull out a map during an argument and say HA! I told you the Colorado river flows through the Grand Canyaon!! Like??😭😭( YES WE GET IT!! y’all are smart 🤪🥱🫣).

🦴😖: I’ve noticed Chiron in Capricorn peeps could have broken a bone at least once in their lifetime😭.

👩‍🎤🧚🏻‍♀️🧝🏼‍♀️🧞‍♀️: Mutable placements could really be into cosplaying yk?? Or might have a thing for people who cosplay👀😌 (maybe a turn on?🫣😳).

😏🗣️: Libra in the 3rd house (Leo risings) are such SMOOTH talkers, like nah fr. Can literally lie their way out of any situation, y’all slick frfr😈👀🤨.

🔮🧿: Scorpio in the 3rd house (Virgo risings) have such amazing intuitions. They’re literally the friends who say “I told you so” 😀😗 cause they’re always RIGHT. (Yes I love Virgo rising’s!! AND WHAT ABOUT IT!!🥰 will always compliment them at any chance I get).

👩‍👦‍👦💖: Your momma’s 4th house sign could be a prominent sign in your chart.

For instance if your mom has Sagittarius in the 4th house, you could have prominent sag placements 🤔💭😗.

🤪😛: Sagittarius placements are either : let me tell you this story which really inspired me to tap into my philosophical side of being📚📖📆🧐👩‍🔬🤔 or let’s fuck this shit up baby!!!😈💅🏻🥰🥵🥳🎉🍾👯‍♀️🎊 (or both teehee🤭) - sincerely, a sag dom here!!😘.

Okay that’s all for today luvs🥰🫶🏻

(Please do not copy or plagiarise any of my work <33)

- san✨🍵🪴📖🧘🏻‍♀️

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boundtoletters · 1 year

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📖 books i read in 2023: a court of mist and fury by sarah j maas

“I fell in love with you, smartass, because you were one of us—because you weren’t afraid of me, and you decided to end your spectacular victory by throwing that piece of bone at Amarantha like a javelin. I felt Cassian’s spirit beside me in that moment, and could have sworn I heard him say, ‘If you don’t marry her, you stupid prick, I will.”

#title; a court of mist and fury #author; sarah j maas #status; finished #rating; ★ ★ ★ ★ ★#a court of mist and fury #acomaf #sarah j maas #bookedit #books23 #useredit

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lostmyremembrall · 1 year

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📖 Hi! I love your writing you are really really talented. If you don't mind I would love to request numer 12 and I was really curious how would Tom react seeing reader really hurt for the first time - like you know it's the first time he comes to see her play and something bad happens. But of course i would love to read everything you write! Congrats on 1K!!!!!!

📖𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝐻𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑇𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 24/7

A/N: Yesssss! I love this idea! Thank you for the request! The 1K Celebration is now closed, so thank you so much for your patience!

The crowd erupted into an excited roar as you stood on your hand on the broom, and swung in 360 to catch the quaffle in your other hand. With agility only comparable to that of a feline, you landed on your broom, navigating it with the twists of your body.

There was perhaps a single person in the entire Quidditch field who did not cheer for you. Tom Riddle stood crossed-face, his arms crossed in irritation as he narrowed his eyes up at you.

“Show off,” he mumbled against the wind and the zealous of his housemates.

One would say, you were truly in your element as you rode the wind, as if you commanded the wind god Boreas himself. The wind swept through your hair. The sunlight’s only purpose to shed light for you to bask in your glory. Your eyes shimmered in excitement, and your lips smirked triumphantly as you tossed the quaffle into the goalpost with elegance. Tom had to admit, you were magnificent.

You were driving him absolutely insane as you precariously balanced yourself on the stick. His grips were tightening on his robe. His eyes anxiously following your every movement.

The same eyes saw the terror in your eyes, when a bludger rammed into you, and you no longer felt the stable broom underneath your feet. All colour drained from Tom’s face as he stood there amidst the cheering crowd, the only one to notice what had happened.

It was all a slow motion. Tom heard himself whisper a muggle curse word instead of the wizardry ones that he had trained himself to do. Before he realised, he was scrambling to his feet, pushing everyone else out of his way to reach you.

He pointed his shaky wand up to the air and murmured a spell.

You were in a more horrible state than he’d expected. You’d lost consciousness from the pain by the time you were carried into the Hospital Wing. Your cheeks had grown pale, so unlike the solar divinity that you were. The only sign of your life was the puffs of shallow breath as your chest rose and fell.

Tom followed the stretcher, his eyes trained on you. It was obvious from the asymmetrical concave of your torso that you had broken a rib. Tom wondered if the bone may have punctured an organ, causing you to bleed out and lose all colour of vigour that you held. Or perhaps you had gone into a shock from the pain. If it had punctured your liver…

Tom felt his head grow lighthearted at the thought. You being a Quidditch player was not good for his heart.

Tom resisted the urge to swat away the hands of the nurse. She was being too rough. She was being too slow. The complaints were ready to pour out lest he bit down on his lips.

Tom was finally able to breathe when the nurse announced that you had not sustained any grave injury; the bludger having hit you from a miraculous angle. She performed a simple bone-mending charm and left you to rest.

It had been hours of him sitting by your bedside, well past curfew. Frankly, he did not care he was breaking curfew. If not now, he wasn’t sure when to exploit the Head Boy privileges. Your teammates had come and gone, informing him of the result of the match. Tom, again, resisted the urge to throw your broomstick at them and bark at them that the match was the least of his concern. And that he would have never cared for quidditch if not for you.

By the time you awoke, Tom’s eyes were twitching – whether from exhaustion or irritation, he wasn’t sure. Perhaps both. All he knew was that the moment you awoke, he was going to make you promise to never play quidditch again.

But, it never went like that. Not with you. Tom should have known.

You stretched your arms, smiling. And you opened your eyes as if you had awoken from the most pleasant nap.

“Oh, hi Tom,” you smiled dazedly up at him, unaware of his alarmed state as he jolted up at your stirring. “Where am I?” you rubbed your still groggy eyes.

Tom took one long breath before he spoke again, careful not to agitate you. “You are in the Hospital Wing,” he explained calmly. “You fell off your broom,” he said darkly, not caring to mention that he practically saved your life with an ‘Arresto Momentum’.

“Shame,” you shrugged, a display of nonchalance at such a traumatising moment to Tom’s disbelief. “Did you enjoy the match?”

Tom blinked his eyes rapidly. “Did I enjoy the match?” he repeated vehemently at your ignorance. “Did I. Enjoy the match?!”

He felt his hands shaking, not being able to hold himself together anymore. “I was worried sick that you might die! I was going half mad, pacing back and forth in front of your bed, wondering when you’ll awake! The things you put me through just to be with you!”

Tom turned his enraged eyes to you once more. “So if you’re asking, did I enjoy the match? No, Y/N. I don’t think so.”

You merely giggled softly at his outrage, as if to suggest he was the one being ridiculous. “Only five people die from Quidditch per year, Tom.”

Tom dared to wonder how you came to a conclusion that that statistics warranted the word ‘only’.

Tom dragged his feet back to the bedside and slumped down on the chair, rubbing his cheeks.

Your voice sounded a bit more timid this time, sensing that you’d made him upset. “Do you know who won?” you still asked.

Tom only groaned, wondering if this was how it felt to be your mother.

Still, he peeked his annoyed eyes through his fingers at you. “230 to 180. You would have won had it not been for the opposing seeker,” he recited the information that the captain had babbled about. It was no longer surprising to him that he retained the most useless facts even when he was trying to draw them out.

“Rats,” you swore under your breath, punching your fist into the cover.

Tom stared as the rosy red returned to your cheeks in a fit of irritation. Against his will, he felt the corner of his lips curl into a smirk at the sight. He parted his lips, but thought against it. As always, you had somehow managed to convince him that maybe he wanted to continue seeing your passion in Quidditch.

Even if it meant his life will be shortened at every match, perhaps it was worth seeing your smile, excitement, and frustration.

Tom shook his head, trying to hide his smirk in the shadow of the night. “You’ve driven your boyfriend mad with worry, and all you could do is pout about the match.”

Tom raised his eyes when he felt your hand wrap around his.

“Come on,” you flashed a smile – the same smile that Tom could never say no to. “You loved seeing me up there.”

Tom’s eyes remained cool and indifferent. “I will say,” still, Tom turned his hand to lace his fingers with yours.

“You were in your element,” he admitted, knowing he won’t live past 40.

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osleeplessflowero · 2 months

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// haven't written red in a hot minute, might as well experiment! 📖 Fairytale AU series! ft. an Assassin Red? 👀 ❤️ Reader is Gender Neutral as always, SOUL is up to you! 🗡️First Oneshot (You're here!) Second Oneshot (Coming Soon)

You run. You run as far as you possibly can, your cloak flowing out behind you as you run through the woods, grabbing onto trees and launching yourself forwards to get a head start.

A dagger, or rather a sharpened bone, flies by your face just barely missing it and landing in a tree in front of you. You turn left, clutching your bag of spell ingredients to your side.

Being chased by someone who's out for your head in return for some gold was not on your schedule for today!

"you may as well stop runnin'," The assassin shouts from behind you, keeping up at a rapid pace. "it's pointless!"

You dodge another sharpened bone, looking back at the skeleton behind you with a glare. "And let you just fucking kill me? YOU WISH-"

"i can see why they found it so hard to kill ya before, you've got plenty of stamina-" He throws a few more bones, you jumping over them to the best of your ability.

"Who hired you?" You stand behind a tree, backing up when a bone goes through it and running again. No time to catch your breath when your life's on the line..

"confidential." "Of course." You roll your eyes, opening your spellbook and looking for something to possibly help your situation. A transport spell? Protection spell? Anything??

You see your hideout up ahead, contemplating locking yourself in there, but you really don't want an assassin to know where you live, so you take a right.

The light of the sun shines through the trees harshly, a spotlight on the chase. Woodland creatures peek their heads out from behind the trees to watch. Fairies fly about, sitting in flowers and whispering to each other to give commentary.

The skeleton was starting to get tired now, but he couldn't stop running. He really didn't want another lecture from his brother about "Slacking Off". He adjusts his dark red cloak, the fur on it soft against his skull.

You're good at dodging, he'll give you that. You've managed to avoid every single bone he's thrown your way with relative ease. Most people would've been down by the second one. He can respect your skills, even if you're the person who he needs to kill for this bounty.

Thoughts race through your mind. Your potential killer is running right behind you, and you're running out of places to, well, run to. Who could've possibly wanted you killed? You've left your past life behind, they don't have to worry about you showing your face again. So who could possibly want you dead?

As you become further and further lost in thought, you feel the side of a bone (the non-sharpened side, that is) hit the side of your torso, knocking you down onto the cold ground. You back up quickly, holding your side with one of your hands as the skeleton slowly walks towards you, bone in hand. His sharp teeth are on display as he grins down at you, a single gold tooth glistening in the light. You try to get up, but he holds you down with one of his boots, leaning his arm on his knee as you wince.

"well, look at that..seems i caught ya."

"Let me go!" You struggle, trying to push him off of you.

"can't, sorry 'bout that." He watches you continue to struggle despite this, raising a browbone. "now, what's someone like you doin' to get a price this big on their head? gotta be somethin' pretty damn bad."

"I don't know why someone wants me dead, I haven't spoken to anyone in a year. I'm just trying to live my life out here, not be bothered by people I knew in the past."

"huh.. so you have no idea why?"

"No! I don't want anything to do with them, that's for sure. I didn't ask for this, I haven't done anything."

"hm. well, that's a pity-" He raises a bone above you.

"WAIT!" You hold out your hands, halting his kill. He lets out an annoyed huff, staring down at you.

"what? what is it now?"

"You don't have to kill me, I can give you double what they gave."

"yeah right, they offered me a fortune to bring your soul back to 'em in a pretty little box." "I have a shop, I make a ton of profits. I can give you some in exchange for you not killing me. Wouldn't you rather get your gold from someone who isn't corrupt?"

He averts his single visible eyelight to the side. He's thinking about it.. Please let this work. You're running out of options here.

"you mean to tell me you can give me more than royalty?" "Yes. ..Just let me live, and I can show you."

He hums in acknowledgement. In truth, you didn't really..seem like someone that should have a price on your head. Something about the aura around you. You never fought back when he first encountered you, instead choosing to run immediately.

If he could get more gold from you than from some entitled tyrant, he'd choose the former option any day.

"alright, i'll bite. i'm goin' with ya to get it, though. no funny business, or it won't just be your heart i'm takin' back." He points the sharpened edge of the bone above you against your raised chin to emphasize his point.

"Okay. Get off me first, then." You deadpan, before he lowers his weapon, stepping off you. You get up and dust yourself off with a huff. Might as well go find the shop..good thing you don't live in there.

It's a mostly quiet walk there, with the exception of the sounds of nature around you. You perk up since the silence is starting to unsettle you.

"Y'know, I can actually give you an alternative soul if you need one for "proof" that you killed me. So you can still get paid without any questions." "..you have a human soul?" He narrows his eyesockets at you. "I have my business, you have yours. You want it or not?" You look back at him. "if you actually have what you promised, i'll accept it." He shrugs. You let out a sigh as you finally reach your potions and medicine shop, unlocking the door.

The skeleton glances around at all the different plants inside, both magical and natural. Potions are on various shelves as well as ingredients to make them. He probably should've guessed you're a mage of some kind, seeing as you literally have one of the hats on your head right now.

You go behind the counter, looking through several cabinets for what you need.

"you got any poisoned apples or spindles for princesses to prick their fingers on in here?" He jokes, earning an eye roll from you.

"I'm not allowed to sell those anymore." You reply, continuing to look. That causes him to pause and look in your direction, before letting out a laugh. So you've got jokes too, huh?

"funny." "I try." You pull quite a few hefty bags of gold out of your cabinet, sitting them on the desk and taking out some gems you found while exploring some crystal caves. "This enough?"

"holy shit, you weren't kiddin'." "Duh. My life was on the line." "well, fair 'nuff. deal's a deal." He takes what you gave him, hiding it all in his cloak with magic.

You slide over a container, motioning for him to give you the box in one of his hands. He sits it down, and you transfer the pieces of a deceased person's soul into it. Thankfully it's the same color as your own, so it's more convincing.

"heheh. pleasure doin' business, human."

You correct him, telling him your name.

"huh.. guess we aren't strangers now. name's red. nice to meet'cha." "You too, I suppose..skeleton that almost tried to murder me and cut out my soul." "gotta work somehow." He slides over a stool, sitting at the counter. You rest your arms on said counter, curious.

"you mind if i stick around? 'm not ready to go back there yet." "Uh..go ahead, if you want. I'll just organize some stuff."

And you do just that, the skeleton sitting and observing. Once he gets to talking, the two of you go through various topics of interest, both shared and opposing. When he's not trying to kill you, he's a bit of a charmer in truth. You can see yourself getting along with him.

"And so that's.." You pause mid sentence, seeing the skeleton has fallen asleep. With an amused smile and a huff, you pull out your wand and conjure up a blanket, letting it fall over him and deciding to let him rest.

You walk over to one of the window seats, lying down yourself and letting your hat rest over your face.

Morning arrives. Red sits up, confused, before remembering what happened previously. He feels the blanket over his shoulders and smiles a little bit, looking over at your sleeping form.

"not bad. not bad at all." Is all he says before walking out. Yeah..he'll be back later.

#sleeplessflower's oneshots #underfell sans x reader #fell sans x reader #sleeplessflower's fairytale series

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hippolotamus · 7 months

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Seven Sentence Sunday 🖋️📖

Tagged by @wikiangela @daffi-990 @your-catfish-friend @rmd-writes @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life @spotsandsocks Thank you loves! 💖(And don't forget to check their snippets!)

Here's Buck's journal entry to Ch 2 of you're where I wanna go (prev snippets here)

To have and to hold. Until death do us part. Those phrases, those vows should mean something, yes? Something deeper than words spoken for an audience. And when they are uttered, the experience should be as if every consonant and vowel are taken from one’s very soul. Written by God himself upon every blood vessel, nerve ending, ligament and bone. Pumping through the heart, waiting for the day they can be shared with another. Vow is defined as a solemn promise or assertion; specifically one by which a person is bound to as an act, service, or condition. Supposedly the earliest marriage vows can be traced back to the medieval church, originating sometime during the 11th century. In earlier times a bride was negotiated for. When all parties were satisfied the couple was declared married. Simple. I suppose Lucy and I did a bit of both. I always thought, when I formally pledged myself to another, it would be joyous. That I would give part of myself, but still feel fulfilled because I was gaining pieces of my partner, too. As it turns out, all I felt was more of me being lost. Once again offered in service to a greater purpose. The only comfort, if it could be called that, was knowing the fragments I received in return were never mine to keep either…

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#oh inner thoughts we're really in it now #fic: you’re where i wanna go #hippo writes #buddie wip #queerplatonic relationship #every chapter will start with a bit of Buck's journal thoughts #not sure if i mentioned that before?#aaaanyway bon appetit #seven sentence sunday #historical au

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zae5 · 4 months

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📖 Fic rec time! When you get this, reply with three fics that you've read and loved to pieces, then pass on to at least five other people who read fics. Let’s appreciate fic writers and their amazing stories 💖

Thank you so much for this ask Miranda 💕💕 I couldn't narrow it down to three so I'll mention a few more:

Ones I've loved on ao3 (currently reading):

1. The fool and the dragon by @prince-aemond-targaryen (Aemond and Faune are just so perfect together. One of my favourite oc couples)

2. The Protector of the Realm by @lullaebies (Alice does the greens justice like no other. I love their genderbent counterparts and individual character exploration)

3. The Prince's Pearl by @mejcinta (I've gotten into shipping Rhaemond through her fic. Really good politicking and slow burn romance)

4. The Phoenix King by @starstrucksnowing

(First crossover that I've loved so much. Azula is the perfect badass complex protagonist to read about who fits perfectly in this world)

Series I've loved on Tumblr (read):

5. Rev. 22:20 by @ewanmitchellcrumbs (this is one of my absolute favorites on Tumblr. From the trope, to the slow burn and religious guilt, it was a wild ride through and through)

6. She walks in starlight by @arcielee (the first fic I read on Tumblr which I absolutely adore to this day)

7. Greek mythology masterlist by @valeskafics ( love Bel's take on these au's I always gobble them up with joy)

8. The commune by @adragonprinceswhore (Intriguing to the bone. Absolutely loved the premise and the ending)

Oneshots I've loved on Tumblr:

9. A curse for a curse by @barbieaemond (I'm going to mention my favourite here despite fangirling over everything you write amore. Just perfect from the title to Aemond and his wife yearning for each other, pure goodness!)

10. A history not repeated by @assortedseaglass (loved this little insight into the greens' lives through Aemond's perspective. Reading about them with their dragons in a new light was super touching)

11. I'm A Fire, And I'll Keep Your Brittle Heart Warm by @randomdragonfires (Loved Aemond and his Tyrell wife's romance. The perfect metamorphosis of a couple throughout their marriage)

Special mentions:

12. All the ways lead to you by @boundlessfantasy (My favourite doctor/make up artist au. I vicariously lived through the reader who she wrote so so beautifully)

#fic recs #lovely asks

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