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ughthisisntright · 9 months
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Nsfw Silco request; drunk Silco. 🍻
oooo drunk silco.... this'll be fun.
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Thumping could be heard from outside the bedroom door. You were sat in bed with a book, half-asleep but jostled awake from the sounds outside the door. Silco's bedroom door, you'd found out, was not at all sound proof.
You carefully slipped from the blankets when you heard a muffled grunt followed by a particularly heavy thud. You opened the door to Silco's bedroom slowly and saw something that you'd surely be retelling the tale about for years to come.
Silco - piss-drunk - struggling to get up off the floor of his office. His left foot crossed over his right, simply not balanced and causing him to continue tumbling over. He was grumbling something about his boots, how the soles were too slippery or whatever. You simply bit your knuckle to keep from laughing.
What seemed like an hour passed as Silco finally got his footing and stood straight. He huffs from frustration and exhaustion and shakes out his shoulders. His jacket is gone, his cravat is crooked, and his usually pale cheeks are flushed. When the floor creaked beneath you, his head whipped in your direction.
"Oh, no," he groaned. "I'm woke you!"
You snickered and walked toward him, just a few steps.
"I was awake, love," you spoke softly. "You came in like gangbusters." He shook his head at your comment, a smirk tugging at his scarred lips.
"I was quiet as a mouse," he argued. "'Cept for when I toppled over. That wasn't quiet 't all!"
You walked right up to him and straightened his cravat gently. His eyes bore into yours as you worked on him, the goofy man who once stood before you becoming the brooding, domineering Eye of Zaun you were more familiar with from this distance. His hands - albeit a little less steady than normal - came to rest on your hips to tug you closer. You glanced up at him with an innocent enough smile.
"Can I help you, darling?" Your voice came out as a purr.
"Oh, you know you can," his lips collide with yours in a sloppy kiss. No real method or reason other than connection. You could feel the desire burning within him. This always happened when he drank.
You felt soon that you were the intoxicated one. Your head swam as he pushed you back into your shared bedroom and onto your back. Within moments, the thin fabric of your panties came flying off, and his cock was pressing against your soaked cunt. His breathing was more labored from the stupor but it made him more vocal than usual.
"Oh, my love," he groaned as he pushed inside you. "I'm going to make you scream."
Your moan of approval pulled the animal out of him, a rough and unrelenting pace being set above you. His hips snapped against yours so hard, you wanted to scream in pain if it didn't feel so good. Orgasms given like candy and Silco's voice above you added to the incredible feelings, the filth dripping from his lips sinful in it's delivery.
"Such a disgusting girl. Upstairs in bed, just your underwear - fuck - and ready for me to fuck you," he growled the words. "Always ready for me to fuck you."
You cried out in pleasure as he drives into you harder. Seeing stars, having lost count of how many orgasms he's given you with his impressive drunken stamina.
Finally after what felt like ages, and your body feeling like mush, Silco buried himself inside you and came so hard, he actually screamed. The man rarely raised his voice. And he was screaming for you.
After a few moments, you giggled. He looked down at you with a concerned look.
"You should drink more often."
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Part of my 100 Followers Party!
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gongustheawsome01 · 2 months
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Been meaning to say this for a bit.. And now that I finally can I just want to say...
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THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!!
Ever sense I was but a little Gongus my Mama and Papa and Brother and Dog and Parrot and Cat and Goldfish and Garbage Man all mocked me and told me. "GONGUS YOU WILL NEVER BE ANY GOOD AT DRAWING BIG BURLY ITALIAN WARIO LAND INSPIRED MEN WHO RUN FAST!" But I never gave up... And LOOK AT WHERE I AM TODAY!!
Heck even my old Pa even came around and got me some Chinese takeout ( my favorite! ) to celebrate!
SO I WANNA THANK ALL MY MUTUALS!! ( YES EVEN THE ONES I DON'T TALK TO MUCH YOU HELPED ME GET HERE TOO!! )
@jellazticious @zedortoo @whereismyhat5678 @the-little-knight @oddpizza @skeweredmaggot
MY REAL LIFE FRIENDS THAT I GET TO EAT GRASS WITH IN THE MEADOWS EVERYDAY!
@funnylittlegoober @therealmachiavelli123 @gabrielora @sosokittyplays @somegamer @number1princessdianafan
And despite what I may have said in the beginning.. Yes.. Even my family I have to thank.. INCLUDING @funnylittlegoober YET AGAIN LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YEAH THAT'S RIGHT THAT'S THE GUY WHO TORMENTED ME WITH THE MR STICKS JERMA IMAGE GET HIM!!!!!!
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merverelli · 1 year
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just a couple of dirty bean boys!
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mxgoldenwood · 7 months
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I CAN NOT stop thinking about Astarion with cleric-of-Ilmater Tav, so a few thoughts that have crossed my mind….
First… what could possibly be a more powerful religious experience for a follower of Ilmater than giving up your own blood, so that a friend in need won’t go hungry? The way Astarion’s first bite is narrated, it would almost certainly be a transcendent, divine experience.
Following on from this, though… the more Tav and Astarion spend time around each other, the more I think they would both gain from their relationship.
Yes, Astarion is annoyed by his companions playing the hero and he doesn’t like it when Tav promises to help people just because they’re sworn to relieve suffering wherever they can. He’s selfish and jaded and nobody ever did that for him (before now) so why are these strangers so special?
But on the flip side, there comes a point when Astarion has a point!! Tav doesn’t need to open their veins for every stranger in need. Maybe they shouldn’t sell their soul to help someone who would as soon kill them as look at them. You can’t fill up anyone else’s glass when your own is empty, and all that. I can easily imagine Astarion’s annoyance with Tav’s heroics shifting gradually from “ugh, what makes these people so special that they deserve help for nothing?” to “darling, you’re killing yourself slowly— and for what?” as he finds himself becoming more genuinely attached to Tav.
When you have people who care about you, your suffering becomes theirs. Cleric-of-Ilmater Tav may not see this at first, but they could come to understand it. By all means, help where you can. But don’t make your loved ones watch as you bind yourself onto the rack for someone whose gratitude can never cancel out the vicarious suffering of your (found) family watching you suffer. If anyone would speak up and talk some sense into Tav about this, it would be Astarion.
Just as Tav can set a good example for Astarion, reminding him that he has some goodness and maybe a little heroics of his own, buried under all the bitterness and trauma…. I believe Astarion would have a thing or two to teach cleric-of-Ilmater Tav about when it’s fine to help, and when they’re hurting themself for no good reason.
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splatattackz · 5 months
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something i find interesting is in strike 3, sanya describes the day sergei will stop protecting her as a warm and bright one ("a day will come / warm and bright / when i tear down these dismal shelter walls") but instead, in the 100 epitaphs video, it turns out to be quite the opposite. when sergei resigns and tells her "do what you want" it is night. cold and dark, only illuminated by a street light.
maybe a foreshadowing to it not turning out to be all sanya had hoped for. idk..
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ghibli-stims · 8 months
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🎂 -> 100 Followers Stimboard !
📦 -> with party & comfort stims !
📭 -> rqd by me, made possible by you !
📚 -> 🎉 - 💯 - 🎉 / 💯 - 💯 / 🎉 - 💯 - 🎉
🔓 -> requests open ! rq info !
💬 -> thank you all so much ! you've all been so kind and patient, i'm glad you all love my stimboards as much as i love making them ! <3
DNI -> NSFW/Kink/Bigots/Etc. I'll Block You.
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mitamicah · 4 months
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We made it :'D thank you so much :'3
Now comes the question: What would you like to see me draw (and you to redraw in your style) :3? I am open for pretty much all ideas :D!!
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ok ok first of all congrats again for the 100 that's so cool :P
lately i've been a sucker for partyvan (peter/barty/evan) content (i admit it) and there's so little!! I love their dynamic even tho it's mostly considered a crack ship
and all three of them, i picture them well managing a casino, for some reason... idk it fits.
i hope you're going to get lots of asks so you get tons of ideas!
thank you so much! and do not worry, i am a huge supporter of genuinely shipping crackships in this house. partyvan ftw. i got a BIT carried away but... oh well. and thanks! i have like 15 asks waiting for me so i'd say yes, haha.
Jealousy, Jealousy
oops i named it after an olivia rodrigo song... anyway, enjoy some jealous peter and barty <3
Barty growls next to Peter. Generally, he would laugh at this because honestly, what the fuck? But this time, it's justified. Still, Peter has to at least try to be the voice of reason, he supposes.
"Barty, sweetheart, cool it with the animal noises," Peter says, placing a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. Barty keeps up his scrunched up, angry face, and turns to look at Peter, raising an eyebrow in challenge. They have a silent conversation with their eyes that goes something like: really? you want to do this now? followed by i have to at least pretend to be the reasonable one, babe and good luck with that one, babe. Peter eventually gives up, and joins Barty in their attempt to stare holes in the back of this girl's head. The girl with long, curly black hair and piercing grey eyes. With deep brown skin that glows in the light of the casino. Wearing a skin-tight white dress and gold heels, and a downright slutty red lipstick. The girl who is currently flirting up a storm with Evan Rosier.
The worst part is, Evan looks invested in the conversation. He looks far too relaxed, smiling, and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Peter and Barty must look insane leering at him behind the slot machines. What a horrid display from the owners of such an establishment! Peter doesn't really care, to be honest. Somebody is trying to take what's theirs, and that's just unacceptable. With a look at Barty, they share a nod and compose themselves, walking over to Evan and this mysterious woman. Barty opens his mouth to speak but before he can, Evan cuts him off.
"Barty! Peter! Lovely to see you my dears, have you met my cousin, Bellatrix? She's thinking of investing in our casino, isn't that nice?" He asks, clearly knowing the reason they came over. Barty snaps his mouth shut and promptly turns red, it's rather endearing, really. The woman, who is apparently Evan's cousin, smiles and holds out a hand to Peter who shakes it, his other hand still on Barty's shoulder, trying to squeeze him awake.
"Yes, yes, sorry, lovely to meet you Ms-?" Barty wakes up, shaking her hand firmly.
"Black," Bellatrix replies, smiling. There's a bit of a wild glint in her eye, which might scare most prospective business partners, but for Peter, Barty, and Evan? It's perfect. This is going to be a great arrangement, Peter's sure. "Well thank you so much for meeting with me, Vanny!" Bellatrix says, leaning in to messily kiss his cheek and walk away, waving behind her.
"Vanny?" Barty asks, wiping the lipstick off Evan's cheek and laughing.
"Oh shut up, I saw how jealous you both were just now," Evan replies with a smirk, brushing Barty's hand off. He raises an eyebrow, looking between his boyfriends. They try to come up with some semblance of excuse, failing miserably but Evan cuts them off. "Mm, no, jealousy is sexy." Barty turns red, yet again. "But you know what's sexier?" he asks, leaning closer. "We made $500,000 tonight, my loves," a shiver goes down Peter's spine. And well, it's almost 3am, when the casino closes for the night, so…
also special thanks to @canyouhearmyfear for helping with the nicknames
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macaw-squawks · 6 months
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100 followers stimboard, with confetti, rainbows, and general party themes!
Requested by: me!
Breaking news, local wolfdog is sobbing! /pos Thanks for 100 follows guys!! Still can't believe that many people like my boards that much :'(( /vpos
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ughthisisntright · 7 months
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Hello There ! 👋😊
May I ask you a humble request ? 🙏
NSFW Silco seducing and fucking Finn's girlfriend please 🙈
YES. THIS. THIIIIIIS. I made reader gender neutral - I was on autopilot and wrote it like that!
NSFW below the cut!
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You felt the watchful gaze of Silco as Finn berates you in front of the entire society of chembarons. You had little to do with the operation, with the cause, but Finn still loved to assert his power over you. Something he'd been doing since the very beginning. You loved him. sure, but there was something eating away at you that made you want to... rebel.
As the man huffed away to join the rest of the chembarons, you were left with an uneasy feeling in your gut. The way he made you feel - small, unimportant, a burden - it was not an easy pill to swallow that your boyfriend was as cruel as he was. It seemed that being part of a covert operation to bring forth the greater good was not something he was suited for. And it angered you.
And still as you ruminated over the horrible display of toxic masculinity, that feeling of Silco's eyes on you burned your skin. You turned your head ever so slightly to meet his gaze. He wasn't even listening to the meeting. He didn't care what Finn had to say. He would never care again.
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When the meeting concluded, and Finn tossed his coat at you before leaving, you sank into an empty chair. The room was empty, the rest of the more important people going to finalize plans for another shimmer plant, and all that was left was you and this stupid fucking coat. You gripped it in your smaller hands, wishing beyond anything that you would be able to tear it into pieces and cast it into the River Pilt.
You screamed in agony before slamming the coat onto the table. It felt good, but not good enough. And before you could even allow yourself the joy of letting some of that go, you heard clapping behind you.
Turning, you laid eyes on Silco. So the room wasn't empty. He stalked toward you with a smirk on his face. The older man always carried himself with such bravado, such confidence, not unlike Finn. But there was a key difference between the two: Experience.
Silco was successful long before the chembarons came together. Independently achieving goals left and right before any of them had even had the chance to taste Topside. Long before Finn was even born.
And here he was, stalking toward you like it was nothing. You watched him come closer, clasping his hands behind his back, and looking you over.
"Quite impressive the way you stand your ground in the face of something like that. Are you quite alright?" His low voice reverberated off the walls of the room, as large as it was, and you could feel it in your bones.
"Well," you began, trying to find your words. "I'm fine, but... That's him I guess."
"Regardless, it was quite the sight to see. I don't exactly know what the cause was for that kind of reaction, but it seems if I know Finn enough, it was likely his fault." A smirk lifted his features as he gave what you assumed to be his version of comfort. A smirk to which you responded with a small smile of your own.
"That's very kind of you to say," you admit softly.
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And that was how you found yourself bent over the table - on top of Finn's elaborate coat - in the meeting room. The same meeting room where Finn had berated you earlier, the same meeting room where the meeting between the society of chembarons had taken place, and the same place where Silco - of all people - had given you comfort.
The feeling of him inside you was overwhelming. You didn't exactly expect him to be as large as he was, but you also thought you'd seen all you'd ever get with Finn. And now, with his hands around your waist and his hips against the swell of your ass, you were sure that this wouldn't be the last time this kind of meeting would occur between the two of you.
Heavy breathing and grunts behind gritted teeth sounded out from behind you as harsh snaps of hips shook your entire being. You could feel the hard edge of the wood digging into your flesh as you were pounded into the surface of the table like a thing to be used. And you were loving every second of it.
At the height of your ecstasy, when Silco was growling the filthiest things in your ear, you heard the sound of the heavy door being opened. Your eyes opened and you caught sight of your boyfriend standing in the doorway.
Ex-boyfriend, that is. It's a fair trade-off for this kind of lust.
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anon-polls-for-you · 3 months
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Since this blog hit 100 followers how do we celebrate?
Eat some food!
Let's dance!
Give the mod a hug
All of the above
None of the above
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Very kind ask, anon, thank you!
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intruder-time · 10 months
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HOLY SHIT
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FUCKING UHHHHH THANKS
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YIPPEE!!
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shirefantasies · 4 months
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🥳 100 Followers!!! 🥳
Crazy to think that in such a relatively short time, ONE HUNDRED people are reading my works and ridiculous rambles!!! If you’re reading this one, in fact, know how happy I am you’re here and that I’d love to chat ☺️
To celebrate, I would love to have an ‘ask party’ for things like MTL, headcanons to expand on, etc.! Please feel free to submit some thoughts you’ve been having or just a regular request if you’d prefer 😌
💕💕💕 I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!! 💕💕💕
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anton-luvr · 7 months
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# anton-luvr ; 100 FOLLOWERS EVENT !!
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[ CLOSED; thank you to everyone who joined! ]
thank you for 100 followers!!! this is honestly insane bc i only started posting riize fics about a week ago... but in honor of this milestone, i'm holding a request event!!
check out my req guidelines here and feel free to drop in any requests you want me to write <3
but since my oct/nov igcse papers start very soon, i'll only take a maximum of 10 reqs. i'll have to close my inbox then, so i hope yall understand!
for my previous reqs, don't worry i'm working on them :p
thank u so much once again!! i'll continue working hard to write good fics for yall >:)
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Holy shit! I'm almost at 100 followers 😲 Since my birthday is a month away, I'm going to combine the celebrations and release the party post when I hit that that 100 mark.
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lady-of-imladris · 10 months
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You get the chance to go and live in Middle Earth, BUT you have to marry Aragorn (this is after the destruction of the ring), would you?
Absolutely not!
Elrond isn't there anymore, no chance for me to go and seduce Thranduil
And I would have to have kids with Aragorn and hell no, I don't want to be pregnant EVER (I wouldn't be opposed to fucking him tho)
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