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azurlily · 5 months
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Begging for makima x fem reader smut fluff don’t care just need Makima
I love Makima...yeah she's a bad person, but I supports women's rights and wrongs!! This is my first writing prompt, I'm Wora and if you like the way I write please give me feedback!! Sorry it's so short!
Thanks to Azur for being my grammar police!
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Makima x fem!reader
Smutty Fluff
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Oh, you're perfection. You're amazing. You're the reason she wakes up in the morning. You make Makima feel like the most loved woman in the world, and with enough persuasion, she could be. That used to be something that sparked her interest, that and the Chainsaw Man.
You don't have to worry about him anymore. Who even is this man? Person? Thing? She doesn't know, which means you don't either.
Makima thinks about you day and night. The idea of you simply being there makes her even happier. Your mere existence keeps her from doing less than savory acts to the general public.
A better way to describe it is that you are the reason there aren't as many devils as there could be. If she lost you, well, all hell would break loose. So be careful, okay?
Makima knows you love her too and knows kindness spreads through your body. Even if you weren't as she imagined, a soft weak lamb, she would still see you in that light.
See you as something all-encompassing and all-loving. You love her, so you obviously have some sort of a heart.
The woman sings your praise, and she wants to hear you sing too. Makima wants to reward you, give you a reason to love her as much as she loves you.
She'll play any role, be anyone: a monster, a human, a friend, a fiend. From the fake soft smiles when others are around to the true and convoluted grin as you cry out in pleasure, all alone in her bed.
"You can take more—it wasn't a request."
Oh, but she's just so mean to you! Yes, seeing you cry and whine, begging for something you don't understand. Begging from someone you can't comprehend.
It's all too perfect; you're too perfect! Giving her a reason to love you and your body, brain, and soul. Makima loves all of you, and she enjoys frequently reminding you just how much love she has for you.
She's been planning this reward for weeks, and finally, she'll get to taste the fruits of her hard work...and you'll get fucked into bliss!
Warm hands wrap around your thighs. Makima has a particular love for your lower body, whether you have thick or thin thighs; she loves them all the same. She loves you, and it would take a lot to ever change that.
Makima has you bear your hands tied neatly behind your back and you on your back. Your head rests on a small stack of pillows, just high enough to elevate your head properly.
She wants you to watch her torture you into oblivion, she wants you to remember who you belong to.
Your whines and whimpers can be heard all throughout the room. You feel her nails gently run up and down your body; it feels so nice.
You'd think, with the look on her face and how gentle she's being, that she intends to take it slow.
You both know that's a lie.
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I am an absolute heathen for this woman, I mean who isn't...she's hot as fuck.
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You know what's an amusing thing about the previous two Eclipses? The way the both of them were with Sun.
They were never kind to him, no, it would be foolish to say that either the first Eclipse or the backup Eclipse were kind to Sun. But regardless of which one we're talking about, Eclipse has always been more, indulgent with him.
When Sun first met Eclipse eye to eye after that fateful argument he had with Moon in Beta-10, Eclipse was... weirdly gentle? It's not even the correct word for it, but he appeared to indulge Sun and his anxious rambling, before shooting him down. He was also much more friendly than he was with Moon, probably because he did not see Sun as a threat, but still. He quite helpfully pointed out the exit point to Sun, and was acting kinda peacful. He was also less antagonistic, although he was definitely condescending.
When Sun exited the mindscape, he apologised to Eclipse, and Eclipse replied something like: "Oh, don't be sorry, only time you're ever sorry is when it actually IS your fault." which is obviously a jab. However, there's also a hidden admitance, that Sun is innocent, and is not at fault. It kind of feels like comfort from Eclipse? This was preluded by Eclipse admiting that Sun WAS a good person, but with issues (like everyone else lol).
Also, ever since Eclipse locked Sun and Moon into the Infinite Staicase SCP, and forced Moon to admit that he (Eclipse) IS better, seemed to have put more weight on Sun's opinion. Which can be clearly seen in the episode where Sun, having been fed up with Eclipse constantly throwing him and New Moon into things, exploded on him, and Eclipse just... left.
He also passed up some opportunities to actually hurt him? Like we now know, that Sun was tortured in the mindscape, but the first interaction we see between them, which is not a power struggle, Eclipse never got violent. He was a jerk, but a toned down jerk compared to how he was with Moon. Eclipse also, during the first ever video fully focused on him "Sun and Moon TRANSFORM into ECLIPSE in VRCHAT", said he was going to kill Sun, and then never followed through with it, even though he had the entirety of October to do so. Like my guy, do you or do you NOT want to kill him? You said you wanted to! Then actually do it, pussy!
And Eclipse is a killcode right? They said in the show that he is so. But compared to other people, he's actually kinda peacful. Like there are only a couple confirmed kills Eclipse has, like the homeless person he beat to death using Monty's body and the government official before that.
All these can be said to be little things, that Eclipse did not bother with, because they seemed like a waste of his time, but there is one piece of information he had, that could have destroyed both his enemies from the very beginning. A neat little fact. Moon wanted to kill Sun. He wanted to kill him, because he felt injustice at the fact that he was locked into their mind, and wanted a body of his own. The fact that it was their PLAN to do so.
Of course it was probably an intrusive thought of Moon, corrupted by his homicide code, and was probably his greatest shame. Before Eclipse that is. And it's obviously understandable why Moon wasn't jumping at the chance to tell this to his brother, the ONLY person he could fully, truly and wholly love and care about (before Lunar also appeared), but then why didn't Eclipse?
He could have won. He could have won before the brothers had a chance to realise how screwed they actually were, before the October Takeover, before the Wither Storm, before the infamous Beta-10 argument, before anything really. All he had to do, was basically poison Sun with this hate, and ruin any sort of relationship Sun and Moon ever had. Sure, probably when he would have first told it to Sun, he would've thought him a liar, but doubt eventually would have come. That was something Moon could not have countered in any form, and he probably would not have wanted to from how terrible he must have felt about that. Moon would have probably given up, if confronted with that information, because I don't think he'd have lied about something of that magnitude.
But alas, Eclipse never told (probably cuz Reed and Davis had no solid idea about it back then). This could have been such a powerful trump card from him. He could have ruined New Moon and Sun's relationship before it even began! Because back then Sun was still (understandably) more attuned to the Old Moon. So he would not have overcome it as easily, not saying he would do so now. Eclipse could very easily break Sun's fragile little sanity. And yet he never did. He never once even uttered anything similiar to it when in front of Sun. Sure he threw insults and taunts, basically tortured the guy for funsies, but this was a line he never once crossed. And I'm not sure why.
Eclipse had a strong ace up his (non-existent) sleeve, that he could have used anytime. At all times, it would have allowed him to win. But he never once used it. He took it with him silently, everytime he was defeated. I can't stress this enough.
This man had the chance to destroy his enemies with just a couple little words.
But both times he took it to his GRAVE.
Let's see if this one will too (:
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simpabyss · 7 months
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he is the love of my life and my only reason I want to live I never deserved him in my life but now that I have him I never want to let go of him ever because I can't let go of him anymore
he is the most caring person I know who spoils and loves me and cares for me in so many ways I know I don't deserve any of it but god i love him so much I wish I could just express in some way how much I love him because there are no words that can express it to the fullest extend I could make a million posts like these and it could never come close to how I feel about him
he makes me want to live I want to spend every second I have with him and prefferably with him only I love him unconditionally i love him so much
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l1linya · 1 year
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Miraculous PV but with Season 5??
Sobbing over BriChat frfr.
Okay but in all seriousness with how season 5 of Miraculous is going with the love square being flipped, do you think Bridgette and Felix would have their own version of Luka and Kagami? I'd like to Imagine Claude(Kid mime) and Allegra(Melodie) are them before getting together while Alya exists in here and got together with Mercury.
Like... what if Felix fucked up somehow and made Bridgette finally stops obsessing over him or atleast stops paying attention to him despite her feelings. He's puzzled and confused and lowkey misses her presence but got jealous when Claude got a bit too close with her. Obviously he wouldn't admit it but like that made him make that push of chasing after Bridgette's attention and he wouldn't even know the reason why. Bridgette pushing him away could mean Felix starts searching for her as Chat Noir. But despite all that, Ladybug finally wanted to give Chat a chance but has to put her feelings aside to make sure she has a chat noir for the safety of Paris. Danger Magnet Bridgette takes any chance she got when encountering Chat Noir and Felichat despite being angry-annoyed at her for running into trouble constantly he's glad he'll know where she'll be once everything goes back to normal.
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sophiesrambling · 1 year
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john always praising sam for having the kind of intelligence henry was looking for in a man of letters (books and that sort of stuff) but never allowing dean to explore his intelligence and all that he could do because he was the punching type not the reading type so dean had to be too just neglecting and criticizing his kid like he did himself but dean was sooo smart and quick and he probably got into so much trouble for "being a smartass" whit his dad because john felt dumb all over again when his kids showed how clever they were and i don't know if this makes sense its just the sadness of it all the cycle of criticism and low self-esteem that just kills me if i think too much about it how our parents never got their chances and its so unfair but taking it out on their kids is also so unfair
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lettuceeeee · 9 months
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The world if everything was spelled -ght
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The mix of -ght and -gth is killing me
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attourney-at-lycan · 1 year
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small tiny dialogue idea i just had:
“who came up shadow knights anywa—”
zenix, who was busy trying to scare the birds on the bridge with rocks, stops, and immediately interrupts, “me.” he leans close to the girl with a glare, “you have a problem with our possee name?”
aphmau laughs nervously, leaning back as she swallows the rest of her previous sentence, “no! no- not at all! haha..”
“don’t worry about zenix,” sasha snorts, leaning on aphmau with an arm on her shoulder (which does not make aphmau nervous whatsoever), “just.. don’t make fun of our cringe title, it’s a touchy subject for him.”
“it’s not fucking cringe!”
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justelibutbored · 2 years
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I can’t tell if it’s a red flag or a green flag that my preferred mediums of writing are poetry and playwriting just because I hate thinking about grammar.
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wozwaid · 1 year
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why does the i before e except after c rule not apply to the word protein im so fucking confused
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xi-xxi · 1 year
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My bestfriends mom has been texting me for the past few months so that she can plan a surprise sip and paint party for her 30th and the love and care that she has been putting in to plan it kind of gets to me because my mom has never done things like this. I can’t even remember the last time I even had a party or anything “special” for a birthday. I gotta stop wasting time and create my own family that is built on love and stability. Heavy on the love that you can feel.
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vankaar · 2 years
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I’ve seen that amazing (awesome, breathtaking!! *___*)!art of Steve in ancient roman’s clothes while my hormones were wackos and I consequently fell into the superfun rabbit hole of ancient roman’s swear words and this drabble happened. Sorry for the English and bad latin (I bet my archeologists friends -who actually knows latin- would wack me with a newspaper if they ever read this xD ) no beta, we die like Julius Caesar.
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Futuo, he was screwed. If they would catch him he was totally dead or worse, they’ll send him off to the mines.
Edyrn looked around frantically, dark eyes wide in the dim light of the cave, searching for a place to hide.
Nope, nothing.
So he grabbed the bigger piece of broken terrracotta he could see on the ground and lounged.
The man looked surprised by his attack, his wind momentarily knocked out of him as his back hit the cave’s wall, Edyrn putting all his body weight into pinning him, sharp piece of pottery, trembling near the pale throat.
“Edyrn! Stop!” Shouted the familiar voice of one of his little friends.
What was the little menace doing here? Wonderful, the rest of the gang were gawking behind him.
“It’s me, it’s Drustanus,” he said with the tone one uses to calm a spooked horse. “This is Stephanus, he’s not gonna hurt you.”
“I’m cool, comes! I’m cool” said the man putting his hands up in a placating gesture. To Edyrn total bafflement, he didn’t seem to be putting up any fight. Weird, everyone in the polis knew that Stephanus was a skilled fighter.
He squinted, trying to read into those pretty hazel eyes if the other was being sincere or if it was all some rich peoples’ plot at his expense.
Edyrn knew the little parvulus were there to help him but what in Hades’ realm was that patrician son of a scortor doing with them?
Looking at his plush, pomegranate lips, slightly parted from the fright, he remembered the first time he saw him.
It was a evening, one of the good ones, when his master let him play the pandura to entertain the guests. Edyrn had just finished to tune the instrument as the Invictus family made his entrance, father first, looking around like everyone was shit, the other family members after him weren’t better off with their noses held hight.
What a bunch of hateful pendulam, he thought to himself.
Luckily no one was paying him attention at the moment, so none noticed him glare at a patrician. In those last, hard years he learned to bite his tongue and keep his opinions to himself, but his too expressive face sometimes still betrayed him, even if he was careful not to show his disdain. He really didn’t wish to have another close up encounter with the flagellum.
Everything stopped, it felt like Chronos was holding his breath as Edyrn lifted his gaze from the lute’s keys some moment after thats, and saw the most stunning being in existence.
The young man was between a group of giggling, finely-dressed, ladies but he was looking at straight at him.
Fair skin, strong arms, a golden laurel crown on his shiny hair… the first unhinged thought that popped in his brain was that Apollo himself has came down from mount Olympus to mingle with the humans and Edryn was more than happy to kneel and worship him with his undeserving mortal mouth.
“That’s Stephanus Invictus,” whispered Rianne, while poking the bony elbow of the arm not holding her aulos, into his ribs “I can introduce you to him if you stop gawking like a sturnus!”
“Hey!!” He turned to glare at her “I wasn’t —gawking, tks! That’s just another patrician dick. He’s not even that pretty,” it wasn’t a lie, the man wasn’t pretty he was downright gorgeous but sure as death Edyrn wasn’t making Rianne privy to that particular info.
“Yeah right, and you totally aren’t drooling all over his strong thighs,” she deadpanned with a raised eyebrow.
Damn, he was caught. “Still a patrician dick,” he said faintly as his eyes fell on those sinfully muscled thighs.
“You’re wrong, he’s not a dick, he’s quite decent and brave,” she smiled challenging at the unimpressed face he made. “Now shut up and play.”
He stuck out his tongue at her in an impressive show of maturity and self restraint, and was rewarded with the funny sound of her snorting into her aulos.
Hours later, when the banquet was in full swing and Edyrn was tasked with wine service. He was sweating from the damp hotness in the cramped room and more than fed up of old, sweaty men feeling him up while he was trying not to spill red wine on the white tablecloths. The damned things were hard to wash clean without the bloody wine stains.
On clue a boisterous, balding patrician spilled his entire goblet.
Eryn couldn’t quite contain the eye roll, than took a better look at the man. This was the same filthy being that hit one of the younger servants the las time. He felt the fury growing in his chest. The Parcae lend him a chance as just then the man got up from his triclinium, more out of instinct that reasoning, Edyrn put his foot in front of him, sending the inepte man sprawling on the tiled floor with a satisfying thud.
The other servants nearby scrambled to help him, Edyrn kept up with his tasks of refilling empty goblets. A small satisfied smirk dancing in the corner of his lip until he stopped, horrified, as he saw the beautiful man from before, looking directly at him with an amused smile.
Oh no. No, no, no.
Merda! From the angle he sat he must’ve saw him.
Stephanus gestured with his goblet and Edyrn had no choice as to go to him and serve the wine. He kept his gaze on the ruby liquid so it looked he was caught up into not spill any but the truth was that his insides were cold and leaden and he was terrified because his fate was gonna be sealed the moment those pretty lips opened.
A finger under his chin made him turn to look directly into the young patrician’s face.
Edyrn took all his courage and looked at him straight in the eyes, daring him to made his move. The man inclined his head slightly, his smile growing “he deserved it, anyway,” he wispered with a wink and with a light pat onto Edyrn butt he sent him over to the next guest in need of some of Dionysius’ nectar.
What did just happened? Edyrn went to the motion in autopilot, his brain was mush and sure as fate the warm he felt at the tip of his ears were from the overcrowded room and he definitely didn’t kept sneaking glances at the pretty patrician for the rest of the evening.
Edyrn looked at him now, he wore no golden crown of laurel this time, a simple white tunic decorated with a couple of dark yellow stripe, instead of a toga but he looked breathtaking nonetheless, especially up close..
“Why are you here?” He asked roughly.
“To help you,” said Drustanus, eyes begging to believe him.
He turns again to Stephanusand with a last heated look at those kissable lips Edyrn backed away, mentally saying goodbye to the solid warm body he was pressing on the cave wall.
Homicides and monsters sure forge strange alliances.
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Futuo - fuck
Polis - city
Comes - man/bro
Parvulus - children
Hades’s realm - hell
Patrician - nobleman
Scortus - bitch
Pandura - lute
Pendulam - dick
Flagellum - whip
Chornos - God of time
Apollo - God of the sun and music
Mount Olympus - the place were gods live
Aulos - double flute
Parcae - goddesses of fate
Inepte - dumb
Merda - shit (fun fact in italians it’s still used Merda)
Dionysius - God of wine and intoxication
Toga - formal Ancient Rome’s clothes
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userwaddles · 2 years
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Jokes, the only way I copes 💀
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sabertoothwalrus · 2 days
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get him a ouppy!!!!!
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rwby-encrusted-blog · 5 months
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Being neurodivergent is just having a Demicolon attached to every single sentence that comes out of your mouth.
For those who don't know what a Demicolon is:
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1969chevycamaro · 4 months
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I use a Samsung phone (The clearly superior choice), and Samsung phones use Grammarly for spelling and grammar corrections. I don't like this because I can't turn it off, and GRAMMARLY DOESN'T KNOW PROPER FUCKING GRAMMAR! Grammar varies from person to person so heres a few things that Grammarly is a fucking asshole about (Everything colored green is something Grammarly thinks needs correcting):
1: It doesn't like it when I capitalize the first letter in parenthesis
2: It's is clearly superior to Its and I'm tired of Grammarly being a bitch about it
3: If I put a comma or a period, It's because I meant a comma or a period and it doesn't neee to be changed
4: Sometimes, Words after a comma should be capitalized and
5: If I wrote something a certain way, It's because It's supposed to be that way
6: Grammarly is kinda rude with how it "corrects" me. It gives a snarky green underline that I can't make fuck off and if I tap it, it tries to "correct" the "mistake"
7: Grammarly not understanding that I'm still typing the sentence and that it isn't "grammatically incorrect"
There's probably more that I'm forgetting. I fucking hate Grammarly with every fiber of my being and I wish I could yeet it off my phone. I downloaded it on my school chromebook once, I removed that shit from my chromebook as soon as I figured out how to
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littlemizzlinguistics · 4 months
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Studying linguistics is actually so wonderful because when you explain youth slang to older professors, instead of complaining about how "your generation can't speak right/ you're butchering the language" they light up and go “really? That’s so wonderful! What an innovative construction! Isn't language wonderful?"
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