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vamprisms · 7 months
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big fan of just watching the first film in a horror franchise and moving on with my life. big fan of watching installment 9 of a horror franchise with absolutely no context of having seen the others before it
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long-manic-nights · 7 months
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Kinktober list
One little group of drabbles with a theme every day of the month.
Love bites/bruises
Choking/spanking
Webcam
Face riding
Daddy kink
Size difference
Fingering
Toys
Begging
Rough
Overstimulation
Praise kink
Dirty talk
Handcuffs
Tease
Hate/angry sex
Public sex
Blindfold
Cross dressing
Wet dreams
Hunger
Impregnating
Roleplay
Window/mirror
Hair pull
Moaning
Humiliation kink
Punishment
Face fucking/deep throating
Car sex
Uniform kink
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thepalaceofmelanie · 3 months
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House Martell Week, Day 1: Song/Lyrics that remind you of House Martell
Tag list: @adriennegabriella @morby @candycanes19 @tashastrange89 @wingsoftheangels @elvinaa @neversatisfiedgirl @friskynotebook
(A/N: Oh here we go. I’m really going to enjoy doing this one; love a good music task. I got stuck trying to get the “Favorite Martell” one, so I’m just switching the days. )
Day 1: Song/Lyrics that remind you of House Martell
1- “I'm over it
Why can't we be together embrace it?
Sleeping so long taking off the mask
At last I see”- “Foresaken” by: David Draiman
2- “Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was
Buried along with her name nobody came
Father Mackenzie
Wiping the dirty from his hands as
He walks from the grave no one was saved.”- Eleanor Rigby cover by: Cody Fry
3- “Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean” – “Unholy” by: Sam Smith feat. Kim Petras
4- “Oh boy, it's you that I lie with
As the atom bomb locks in
Oh boy, it's you I watch TV with
As the world, as the world caves in”- “As the world caves in" cover by: Sarah Cothran
5- “Fly on your way, like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle
Fly, touch the sun” – “Flight of Icarus” by: Iron Maiden
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revenantghost · 10 months
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Y’all are out there killin’ it with bookclub while I sit here like “teehee, Emowood.”
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mageofseven · 10 months
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Sia's OM!Story Progress (or lack thereof)
Just to let you guys know, I'm only in chapter 10 of Nightbringer and early 10 at that.
Yes, I know I'm slacking 😅
I write more than I play lol
So please no spoilers! I'd appreciate it.
Thanks guys! 🥰
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shiiikigami · 11 months
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me explaining to my mutuals why i havent written much in days and that im going to get to drafts/dms/asks sometime soon
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hold-him-down · 2 years
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WIJ #5 - Favorite Whumpees
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Here’s a sampling across medias of some of my favorite whumpees:
TV:
Mike in Graceland
Paul in The Fall
Angel in BTVS & Angel 
Film:
Gale in Catching Fire
Max in Mad Max: Fury Road
Bucky in Winter Soldier & Others
Stage:
Leo in the Inheritance
Daniel in Once on This Island
Gabe in Next to Normal (he’s not technically a whumpee but he does breathe really hard while shirtless after running up some stairs and also is canonically aaron tveit so he counts)
Published Writing:
Andrew in the Foxhole Court 
Damen in Captive Prince
Barrons in the Fever Series 
Tumblr Writing:
Danny in this
Bo in this
Jaime in this
@whumpmasinjuly​
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madrewrites · 1 year
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what in the otherworldly fuck happened y'all
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nipuni · 1 year
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Once again I bring you some Eriks 😊
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claraoswalds · 6 months
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The Girl Who Died // Hell Bent
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 10 months
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Get Souped!
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daemonfish · 6 months
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oblivion
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long-manic-nights · 6 months
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October 3rd: Webcam
Nebumibu
Everything Reo does is beautiful and well-planned. Front the way he shoots three-pointers to the precision he has while putting on eyelines in moving cars; everything has a method, a ritual to follow, an excessive amount of care Nebuya can’t help but to admire. Even knowing how much effort his boyfriend puts in everything, he didn’t expect what he saw the moment he answered the videocall that night:
The image of an angel, he would say. A living mythological creature with the most wonderful eyes and charming little smile. Low, warm light around him, the absolute softness of it all falling on the bed like a wave; there, sitting on the edge, looking back at him from what it seemed to be a very planned setting, was his boyfriend, wearing a short tight dress and pale blue knee socks. In private, Reo loves making a big show out of himself, and Eikichi simply can’t take his eyes off him.
Reo, spreading his legs little by little, passed his slender fingers softly between his thighs, arching his back; the dress sliding up showing everything yet never enough. White, silky skin right there for him to see but too far for him to discover and conquer like he always did. Sweet, tempting voice, echoing on his headphones, whispering his name.
“I miss you”, the shooter moaned, placing himself better so his boyfriend could see his entire body. “I miss you so, so much”.
“I miss you too, angel”, he answered back. “God, I miss you. You look beautiful”.
“Mmmh, really?”, he wasn’t wearing underwear, he realized once the dress rolled up his hip. Talented hands around his own cock, stroking it slowly.
“Yeah, baby. So fucking beautiful. Can you put the camara a little closer for me?”, and he must have sounded desperate, because Reo laughed, amused, passing one hand from his thigh all the way to his chest. “Come on, princess. Let me take a better look”.
“I always give you an excellent look”, the shooter giggled again, getting closer to the camara, legs open again showing everything but not enough, never fucking enough. If he can’t touch him, it’s not enough. “I always put a good show for you, don’t I?”
“Yeah, princess”, he murmured, his hand travelled by itself under his joggers, grabbing his cock. No one in the world make him get hard that fast. “You always do”.
Hayaizu
It was a mistake, really. He was meant to call a dude from Tokyo he has been talking to for a while now, and he pressed the wrong name, too horny to even noticed he did until Izuki’s confused eyes fell on him.
He’s naked, hand already jerking his half hard cock, and his cheeks are burning with shame.
“I’m so fucking sorry”, Kotarou finds himself yelling, throwing the phone down, letting the camara point at the ceiling of his bedroom. “I’m so, so sorry. I’m not a creep, I swear. I dial the wrong number”, he explains, nervously, grabbing the phone again. “Like…I was kinda too horny to notice, but it was an accident”.
Izuki’s blushing, in complete silence, with his eyes wide open and biting his fingernail, having no idea of what to say. Because Hayama Kotarou is hot as fuck and looks even better with his hand around his cock and his pretty, turn-on expression. He can hear it rambling about how it was a mistake and this random dude he met god knows where, and he can’t care less about who the guy is or how hot he looked with his skateboard; the only thing in his head is that he’s dying to suck Kotarou off or bite his lips while he jerks off.
He has no idea when he decided it was a great idea to take off his shirt too and give the enemy a half flirty smile.
“I don’t mind”, he offers.
“Oh”, Hayama exclaims, and puts the phone in a better angle. “Me neither”.
Kagakuro
Kagami being away is a big hit on Kuroko. A destroying one. Dating him was a new thing when the scholarship arrived on his light’s life, and he has never been one to interfere with other people’s dreams       ; he’s happy, of course, this is a huge opportunity and a gigantic jump on his career, but he misses him so bad.
He misses him so bad and proves it all the time. They call all the time, text even more, send each other cute cat videos and the Miracles reunion’s photos. Kuroko also videocalls every now and then, with no context, doing exactly what he’s doing now.
“Fuck, Kuroko, I’m at practice”, Kagami’s fighting to keep his breathing on a normal rhythm, and to convince himself that he can hang up without breaking into tears for losing the opportunity of seeing this wonder of a boy bouncing on his new toy. “Don’t do this to me, baby”.
“But…mh…I miss you”, Tetsuya moans in a fake shy tone, riding the toy slowly, up and down. Kagami can’t see his face, but he most certainly can see all the important parts. “…mmh, wanna…ride you”, he manages to say, moving his hips a little faster. “want this…to be you”.
“Like that, baby, a little faster”, Taiga breaks faster than he would like to admit, but no one can blame him for it. “A little harder, show me how you like it”.
“Like this?”, the shadow moans again, bouncing again and again, deeper and harder every time. “Like this?”, he asks again, without noticing. “It feels good…”
“I’m gonna make you feel better when I visit, baby, I promise”.
“I know”.
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becca-e-barnes · 10 months
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I’m literally drooling over the thought of sensitive Bucky whimpering and whining while fucking your tits and thighs he’s so pathetic and needy all he wants is to make you feel good and to fill you with his cum even if it overstimulates him
Okay, tit fucking is great and all but thigh fucking is SO underrated in my humble opinion. Could just be the fact I've got a small chest though lmao
It's so fun when you're already really into it and the insides of your thighs are all slick. I feel like Bucky would lose it, getting to see your face and look in your eyes and enjoy your body.
It's a nice one to do while laid on your side, facing each other. Although the angle isn't quite right for him to slip inside you, it's fun to explore the other ways your bodies can steal pleasure from one another.
"This isn't going to work, sweetheart." You can't help but laugh, having already tried everything you can think of to make the height difference work. There's no way to keep this romantic and intimate in that position because there's just no chance of aligning your bodies properly to allow him to press inside you.
"Maybe not. But it feels nice anyway." His eyes flutter shut, gliding his dick over the smooth, soft, warm insides of your thighs, encouraged by how slick and easy your arousal makes the movement.
You adjust yourself to bring your other thigh on top of his length, closing him in on both sides.
You're wet enough that friction doesn't impede his movement too much and there's something oddly romantic about it. Maybe it's his hand smoothing the back of your head or his other hand up your back, pulling your body closer to his.
It's so intimate, watching his face as he whines your name, rutting senselessly against your thighs. The little flush to his cheeks is beautiful and you can't resist kissing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. The thick duvet on top of you both, coupled with your combined body heat means the room is far hotter than you'd planned.
You take a second to reach between your bodies, spreading your wet folds and readjusting his length, letting him drag his cock against your neglected clit with each stroke and oh, that's pretty mind-blowing.
"O-oh my God." He whines, desperately fucking himself against your wet cunt, rather than into it. It's a different kind of pleasure to being inside you and while they're not comparable sensations, it doesn't stop this from feeling fantastic.
"Fuck, that's good." You groan, rolling your hips to meet his. Your fingers dip between you once more, gathering some of your slick arousal, using it to glide your fingertips over the underside of his shaft and over his balls.
"Holy shit, that's - fuck." Bucky's hardly got a coherent thought left in his head. He's closed in on both sides by your wet, soft thighs and now your fingers are giving him a different sensation underneath while pressing him against your soaked sex.
"I know, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?" Your fingertips trail lightly back and forth over the underside of his shaft, focusing on the inch or so beneath the tip.
"I can't... I need to cum." He groans, thrusting frantically, clinging to your body to keep you close. Within a few seconds, you feel his dick pulse under your fingertips, his cum coating the inside of your thighs in hot, thick, messy spurts.
He doesn't waste a second, kissing your forehead before kissing your neck and whispering "Good girl. Now let me watch you get yourself off with my cum on your fingertips."
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peculiary · 2 years
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Seven Soldiers: The Manhattan Guardian #1 Mar 23, 2005
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a2zillustration · 5 months
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Holding hands will make things better, surely
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