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kenobisanakin · 9 months
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Sith Empire AU
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sith empire au where Obi-Wan is an extremely powerful Sith Lord, has a seat on the Sith Emperor's Dark Council and is looking for an apprentice. He knows that using the dark side corrupts and he wants a strong and able heir to continue his legacy on.
Goes to Korriban's Sith Academy to find an apprentice and finds 16-year old Anakin Skywalker who shines so brightly in the Force that it's surprising he immediately wasn't whisked away by some other Sith Lord. One look at the boy's documents confirms that he's biologically compatible with Obi-Wan and can bear him heirs. So Obi-Wan takes him away, under the guise of Sith Apprentice training.
Except the only training Anakin receives is on how to be a good consort to a Sith Lord, how to take care of Obi-Wan's estate, how to be a good parent and raise Sith Heirs properly, and how to be a good socialite.
Two years later a beautiful and hopelessly-in-love Anakin marries Sith Lord Darth Lumis in a grand wedding ceremony.
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essektheylyss · 1 year
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I realized that A Crown of Candy is actually the first time I've watched Zac Oyama play D&D, and it's frankly been wild watching how masterfully and quickly he sets up Lapin and the depths of this rabbit. I know it's been said that Zac's an excellent player, but it's one thing to hear and another to actually witness.
I feel like it probably shouldn't surprise anyone that the liar spellcaster with the religious bullshit is my favorite right off the bat, but it's funny because the first introduction of him did not endear me to him whatsoever, and in fact kind of off-put me, but every further piece of information about him, and in fact many of his offhand comments, feels like picking up a log on the ground and finding an entire microbiome underneath.
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turtlecleric · 26 days
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You are doing your best to be better. To be honest to Leo about your feelings. Though to be quiet honest, trying to hide what you are feeling from Leo is about as difficult as it sounds. He just knows, he always just knows when something is up. And when necessary he will give you space, but tonight is not one of those nights.
he sits next to you on your bed his hand wrapped around yours offering a comforting squeeze as he just sits and listens. The window he climbed through to get into your room wide open. a cool breeze caressing you head to toe, ruffling your curtains. Calming you both as you try to find the words. The right words to let him know how you feel but not worry him at the same time.
“It’s never a feeling as deep as hatred” you finally manage. “ I just, really, really, don’t like myself sometimes. I am supposed to be more than what I currently am, I am supposed to be in a different place. I feel like I am constantly falling behind, unable to catch up. Like I’m drowning in myself. Like I’m constantly disappointing everyone.”
You don’t look at Leo as you speak. One part terrified of what you will see and another disappointed that’s he has to come comfort you at all. But then he takes you by your chin. Gently maneuvering it so you are facing him. You look at his mouth. Still too scared to look him in the eye. To nervous of what you will see.
“Mi preciosa . Please look at me.”
His voice is low and soft. More like a coo than anything. You can feel the affection in it, the care he has for you. You pinch your eyes closed a moment. Steeling yourself, before you slowly open them and look him in the eye. And it’s then it’s all laid bare. There is no pity, there is no resentment or sadness. He looks at you with deep understanding. Like one would the other half of their soul. Like he’s looking in a mirror. Like he can see you fully and clearly what you are. You feel naked and exposed and raw. His gaze exploring every piece of doubt you have ever harbored.
and then he kisses you. Deep and wanting. But a delicate thing all the same. You try to pull away but he holds you there. Entrancing you to continue. So you do. You stay there with him as he moves to kiss the corner of your mouth, to your neck. Sliding your shirt to the side so he can have access to your collarbone and shoulder. Peppering them with longing.
“Leo, what are you doing?” You whisper as a slow building heat begins to envelop you.
Leo looks up at you. His expression bare, no sign of his usual mask as he looks at you with a softness that makes you what to cry. “I love you.”
His honestly makes you laugh rather than cry. But a part of you breaks at the words. A part of you not ready to stop hiding you reinforce your walls. “I know Leo.”
Leo gently pushes forward his chin rubbing along your neck, in the familiar gesture of him senting you. Again he repeats. “I love you.”
A small sigh leaves you. “I-I know. Leo I know what you are trying to do. It won’t… I’m not.”
His hands fall to your sides both his thumb peaking under your shirt as he ducks his head low to the underside of your chin and kisses you where you’re soft. “I love you.” The words practically purring against you.
you feel yourself sputter. To find words to ground yourself to.
“I love you.” “Leo.”
“I love you”
you feel yourself start to break.
“I love you.” your voice becomes warped with emotion. As you give in to it. “ say it again.”
he complies as easily as breathing. “ I love you.”
“again.”
“I love you.”
you feel yourself begin to tremble. “Again.”
“I love you.”
He has you on your back now. Kissing away the tears streaking your face. You can’t stop crying. It feels so silly. And yet he repeats its again and again his voice steady with the same honestly and longing he’s had for you sense the beginning.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.”
His hands slide down you slowly, giving you enough time to regret him. You don’t. gently he unbuttons your pants. Slipping you out of them as he kisses your shoulder. Your shirt is next piece to be removed and so on and so on until you are completely bare in front of him. He looks at you with softness. With kindness. With a desire for you now more then ever to be soft with you. So you let him.
He bends down and kisses your tummy. His hands delicately caressing your sides as he dose. “ I love you here.”
He moves down further to the crook of your knee and kisses you there too. “I love you here too.”
your thighs your legs your feet. He kisses them all like he can’t get enough. Your shoulders your sides your breasts. His hands explore you in a reverence, that you swear should be reserved for gods alone. But he touches you in that delicate piety all the same. Like he can’t imagine a world where he isn’t touching you. Like your body is all he will ever need. Like you are the concept of life itself, he worships you fully.
finally he leans over to your ear and presses a kiss to your temple. His hands touching and pinching at your nipples as he dose. “ Will you let me take you Hermosa? Mi preciosa, Mi amor. Can I have you? Please can I have you.”
Deep heat unfurls in you as he begs for you, over and over. With a Desperation, like he hasn’t been the one rendering you to stardust by his caresses. He begs for you, like you have been the one leading him to worship this whole time. Like you had been the one to entrance him. you wrap your arms around his neck and sigh as his hands dip lower. Ghosting his fingers on your hips.
“Take me.” You mumble into his shoulder.
and he all but devours you. His mouth is in your pulse and the quick dull pain of teeth meet you on your throat. As one of his hands explores your seam and folds like he’s doing it for the first time. Worshiping your cunt with his hand. meanwhile his moth babbles on and on.
“Mi preciosa, my Hermosa, mi princesa, me amore. I love you.”
He curls one of his fingers inside you and you arch your back into him. He presses his face to your chest, scenting you and he works you open. His mouth continuing to babble “ fuck I love you, I love you. I need you, I need you. I need you. I want you, every second of every day I want you. I want my cock in you. I want to hang off of you. I want to live inside your skin I can’t get enough of you. If I could I would live the rest of my life buried inside of you. Fucking and filling you until we both are unable to tell where we are. I need you, I love you. I want to worship you.”
He presses another finger into you and your fingers curl and bite into his shoulder. He dosent need anymore to start pumping them inside you. Taking them out only to spread your slick up to your clit before pressing his palm to it. You kick your head back like you’re seeing stars.
“Don’t make me come. Don’t make me come. Get me to the edge and then stop.” You beg as he pulls the pleasure out of you. “ I wanna come with you in me. Please please please.”
He nods taking hold of one of your hands and leading it down to where he’s wet and wanting. You press your fingers into him and he moans loud and wounded. His eyes fluttering closed as he bites into your shoulder once more. The both of you fucking onto each others hands. Leo biting you harder when you feel your climax coming sooner the. You would like. Letting out a sob when he removes his hand. kissing your cheeks apologetically. His voice almost as wounded as yours as he speaks. “ you said you wanted to come on my cock remember, forgive me. Mi preciosa, not yet not yet.”
you fuck your fingers into him harder as pay back. Technically yes he’s doing what you wanted but still, the infuriation of you being denied your pleasure when you are all but begging for him makes you want to be a little mean. Not that Leo is in anyway complaining. He rolls the both of you so you’re in top of him. Giving you a better angle to finger fuck him. He’s close. You can tell with the way he quivers against your hand. His cock head kiss your fingers from where they are pressed deep inside him. He holds your hips like he dose when you ride him. God you want to ride him stupid.
“come on baby, drop for me. Drop for me. I know you want it. I know you need it. You can do it. You are being so good for me. Such a good boy.” He makes a wounded noise at your praise before dropping. Your hand taking hold of him as you lean down and kiss his cock pressing it to your cheek. Leo moans at the sight.
“Fuck me, Hermosa, please, please, fuck me.” He begs as you press on more kiss to him before sheathing him inside. The way he stretches you out will never feel out of place. You love how his cock feels like it was made for you to take. And with the way Leo’s eyes roll to the back of his head every time you allow him the honer to press inside. You feel like he agrees.
still a bit miffed that you were denied your orgasm you start to ride him almost immediately. Not giving either of you time to adjust. Leo’s hands pressing into you in a way that you know will leave pretty bruises behind. More reminders that he wants and claims you as his.
“Hermosa, hermosa, hermosa.” Hé keens out his mouth open and continuing to babble on. “I’m gonna come amore, I’m gonna come slow down. I’m gonna come.” You barel passed his pleas for you to slow down. You are too focused on your own pleasure to care, you fuck him through his orgasm. Hot threads filling you and dripping on to his cloaca and cock as you continue to fuck him. Making him immediately hard again. He teeters on the edge broken hiccuping sobs leaving him as he looks up at you with complete adoration for what you are doing to him.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He repeats. “I’m gonna come again, I’m gonna come again forgive me, forgive me.”
“come for me baby. Make me proud come for me again.” You say nuzzling into his neck. He dose. More hot threads of come fill you up right as you hit your own climax. Clenching around him taking everything. God you want his baby’s. God you want it to stick. You clench around him again at the thought and he praises you through it.
“good job Hermosa. That’s it, come on me, that’s it’s thank you, fuck thank you. You feel so good. So good. Good job.”
you both breath there for a moment. The two of you spent. Leo leans up and kisses you. Passionate and fiercely. Like he has ent already shown how much adoration he has for you already.
“Again?” You whimper against him when he dares to part his mouth from yours.
“I love you, mi amor”
(-stranger)
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Oh my g od
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johnslittlespoon · 4 days
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hey hehe anyone remember this brainrot post?
anyway, dog coded bucky fic ch2 snippet (ʘ‿ʘ✿)
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r0semultiverse · 27 days
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While you were busy studying the blade, I was haunting the narrative.
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mashbrainrot · 27 days
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we really are so lucky with beejhawk that not only did we get to enjoy the sexy energy between two VERY nice looking men to channel into porn but that we also got 8 seasons of characterisation to translate into juicy long meta/fic as well. hashtag blessed.
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fenrishion · 4 months
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growing older is weird once you start becoming more emotionally mature than your parents and start realizing how emotionally instable they are and that none of these fuckers should be allowed to have kids in the first place
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httpiastri · 6 months
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Oscar is so bad LOL What even is he doing?
go off, anon 😚 you seem to know a lot
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idk if i would say p9 in the championship, two podiums and being one of the four people to win a race this year is “so bad”, but you do you i guess
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wilsonssluttywaist · 29 days
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*Gets up on podium* HUDSON 🗣️📢🔊
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theflyingfeeling · 8 months
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so idk if anyone remembers anymore but some time ago I described a fic idea in the tags of a post (and then elaborated the idea in a later ask) regarding Olli/Aleksi falling for each other while still being in relationships respectively... yeah, I kinda ended up writing something based off that thought and I just uploaded the first chapter on AO3, I hope y'all will be cool about it 👉👈
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katyspersonal · 2 months
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I really hate it when someone says or does something mean and unfair and I try to address how wrong it is, and all they can react as "hey this is just internet and we are also strangers move on why are you getting so worked up about words in the iNtErNeT fRoM sTrAnGeR grow up pls I can be a mean unfair bitch for no reason to StRaNgErS on the InTeRnEt 🥺🥺🥺"
Like, the fact that we are not sharing physical space doesn't cancel the fact that what you just did not only didn't make rational sense, but was mean? And you are not supposed to be a rude bitch to "strangers" either? How are you a mature, secure adult if the only way you can handle the fact of misjudging someone and being rude is to try to gaslight them with that "you're overreacting uwu" thing? I am reacting just right, by pointing out an unfair action for being unfair, I am physically unable to react more rationally.
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emiliosandozsequence · 6 months
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maybe it's just bc i'm traumatized, so i have to spoil things for myself to have peace of mind, but i don't think spoilers ruin a story.
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dontflirt · 2 years
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THE BOYZ [BE AWARE] — DENIAL
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joelletwo · 5 months
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#the fact that its the ghost joelle and there's a skeleton....
ksjdfg when there was a metaphorical spectre of death haunting matoba seiji that was me
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felikatze · 1 year
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the second spinbros book features characters being soulbound to marionettes, notably including wu. after wu's soul is returned to his flesh and bone body, the puppet remains inside the dark wizard's hideout. a creeped out garmadon leaves it there.
however, once our heroes leave the dark wizard's lair, it is revealed that puppet wu, without a soul, has somehow left the cave and joined a caravan for a puppet theater.
the book ends on this. it's never elaborated on. marionette wu is just out there, one foot tall, immortal, made of wood.
do you think marionette wu just stuck with that caravan? some prop guy noticed that they have a weird extra doll? do you think puppet wu just enjoys a small time acting career as star puppet? it's immortal, right- so it stays with the caravan forever. imagine, for me, joining a puppet show, part time maybe, and some grizzled old actor tells you, "yeah that's wu, he's alive, don't worry about it," and you just have to deal.
in the present day section of the book, real life wu refuses to attend the puppet show. do you think puppet wu was there. two ships passing in the night. the most hilarious reunion ever slipping out of our grasp.
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takamoris · 2 months
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I need a best friend who's as insane about FFXIV as I am, but is still as new to it as I am. I have friends who are interested in it. Friends who are new and kind of vaguely interested. Friends who listen to me ramble. Friends who are veterans of the game with all kinds of knowledge beyond what I have- But I need friends who are sprouts like me, who are already obsessed with it like I am. Where are they?
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