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kettle-cover · 22 days
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Anatomy sucks, but it was still cool
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cityofjimmy · 11 months
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Lemon eyes 😊
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oblong-egg · 2 years
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petals-armor · 2 years
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mooncastleastrology · 2 years
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Pisces Mood Playlist
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It's a good time for creativity Pisces. Develop yourself!
Here's this week's track list:
Barricades by Netsky & Rita Ora 
Feel It Still by Portugal. The Man
Lost Me by Giveon 
Release Me by Agnes
Smoke and Mirrors by Gotye
Feisty by Jhameel
Pink Fields by Neon Hitch
Lemon Eyes by Meg Myers
Another Miracle by Feed the Biirds
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nahmanacles-blog · 9 months
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murderofsomeone · 2 months
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weird commission.
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Tom and Greg giving the worst medical advice you've ever heard.
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factual-fantasy · 2 years
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So I was kind’a gloomy last night and my buddies were all like “Hey! Let’s draw some horror stuff! :D” So we did XD
Please take these as-spooky-as-I-could-make-them drawings and try not to have nightmares! Also don’t dwell on the FNAF ones to much, most of em aren’t canon to my AU :/
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modelcoutureee · 1 month
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plistommy · 16 days
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Eddie: It’s not exactly a car, Steve.
Steve: So, what? What is it? What do I need to drive?
Eddie:
Eddie: *smirks* well you can definitely ride something-
Max: Ew, what the fuck?
Robin: Ughh
Steve:
Steve: What is he talking about?
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cambion-companion · 1 year
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okay i have an idea if you'd be willing - i think you wrote something similar but aemond and his wife are like super hungry and craving something after spending the night on top of each other but its very late now and they sneak into the kitchen and find a chocolate cake. and she's like overjoyed, very focused on eating the cake so she doesn’t even realize how aemond is getting harder again. Bc he's there, watching her, sitting on the table, eating the chocolate cake and he just *loves* the sight so much lmao
Oh hello! I didn't forget about this request, it's been on my mind for months now and I finally wrote a drabble to sate us no pun intended!
Enjoy some dessert with Aemond
Where Aemond is once again surprised by the hold his wife has on him.
Aemond x wife!reader | smut |18+ only
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"I'm famished." You breathed heavily, still straddling Aemond as he looked up at you, his face flushed from exertion.
"I would've thought you sated by now my ember." There was suppressed laughter in his breathless voice.
You rocked your hips experimentally, smirking at the groan it elicited from your husband. "Not like that." You slid your hands behind his head, combing your fingers through the silken hair splayed out on the pillow. "I'm craving chocolate." With you chest now flush with his, you nibbled suggestively at Aemond's jaw, continuing your rolling movements.
"I'm almost offended." Aemond tangled his fingers in your hair, dragging your lips up to meet his in a sloppy kiss as he arched into you. "However I know my place." He kissed you softer this time. "Second to none save for chocolate."
You hummed in contented bliss before sliding off Aemond entirely in one fluid movement. Before he could properly react you snatched your dressing robe from the armchair, swinging it about your shoulders, and hastened out into the abandoned corridor. You could hear your husband cursing quietly from the bed chamber as you continued padding down the hallway along the familiar path to the kitchens.
Aemond followed as you descended the castle steps, making sure to avoid any nighttime guard patrols or other late-night adventurers. He joined you within the empty kitchen just as you finished pulling out the tray of leftover chocolate cakes from the pantry. You shot him a grin over your shoulder as he pressed himself behind you, his hands possessively grasping at your hips clad only in the thin velvet of your robe.
Aemond dragged his lips along the curve of your neck as you took a bite of the cake. "You truly have a wicked hold on me." He let out a small gasp as you pushed back against his groin. "That I would allow such reckless gallivanting about the keep."
You took another bite of the rich chocolate, a coating of icing glazing your lips. "I know. I'm the terrible influence in this marriage." You turned your head so he could capture your sweet lips in a searing kiss.
Aemond's tongue swiped the icing from your lips before delving into your mouth to taste you further. He groaned in disapproval as you pulled away to continue eating your dessert.
"Can you fetch me some milk, my love?" You asked him, gesturing to the ice box in the corner of the room.
Aemond's hands flexed on your hips as he rested his chin atop your head. "Hmm. Perhaps if you ask nicely."
"Please?" You smiled, enjoying the feeling of him so warm and so close.
Aemond sighed a little. "Very well. Only for you will a Targaryen play the milk maid."
"Oh there's an image!" You giggled around a mouthful of cake as he reluctantly removed his hands from your body. "Perhaps we should roleplay such in the bedchamber?"
You heard your husband growl something under his breath but paid him no real mind as you shuffled off your robe, allowing it to pool at your feet upon the cold tile floor before positioning yourself in a kneeling position atop the table's smooth wooden surface.
"You do realize if someone were to intrude upon such a scene I would kill them immediately." Aemond could not contain his arousal as his eye swept over your form kneeling on the table with your fingers in the chocolate cake, your eyes wide as you looked at his attempt at severity.
"I highly doubt anyone would bother us here, my dragon." You sucked your icing-covered finger into your mouth, making sure to not break eye contact. "Especially if we make it clear this room is occupied by those wishing not to be disturbed." You cupped your breast with a hand, leaving a trail of chocolate on your skin.
Aemond's eye followed the movement, his arousal already straining against the trousers he'd hastily thrown on. He moved to you as a cat stalks its prey, ducking to taste where your hand had left the sweet stain upon your chest.
Soon the platter of half-eaten cake was forgotten as Aemond climbed over you, his knees knocking yours apart with ease as you surrendered to his demanding touches.
"At last." He breathed before sucking marks onto the skin of your throat. "Now it's my turn for dessert."
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scenteddean · 7 months
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cosmic horror heaven trueform tentacle fetish anniversary gay sex, or in short: cas helped
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mytheoristavenue · 6 months
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Day 11-
BES Mizu x Reader - Winter Proposal
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Summary: Mizu has to ask you something before leaving for London.
Warnings: Angst, fluff, sad, rushed/short, spoilers, takes place days after the last episode, grammar
Yesterday's events still played fresh in your mind. The sounds of gunfire, screaming, and metal clanging rang in your ears like a broken record. You'd sustained some injuries, thankfully not from any man-made weapon. You'd been trapped in a collapsing building and pinned under a burning beam. Luckily, Ringo found you and dragged you to safety, before hauling you back to where Master Eiji lived.
The night was spent with Ringo tending to your wounds and delivering news of Mizu's death to her father, who pretended not to be phased. You were unprofessionally diagnosed with a shattered ankle and varying degrees of burning on your legs and waist. Nothing fatal, thank God.
In your short time with Ringo and Eiji, you'd taken to being placed out in the nearby forest. Close enough to yell for help, but far enough to get away from the noise and heat of the forge. Of course, you still had to contribute in some way, so every morning, Ringo would set you outside with a task, usually washing clothes or dishes in a rudimentary tub, and let you watch the woods for anyone looking for trouble. In the evenings, he'd come back and hang the clothes on the line if needed, as you were in no shape to walk.
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On the third day, you sat in your chair on the edge of the forest, humming and mending clothes when you finally did spot trouble. A slender figure came hobbling through the woods, peaking out from behind trees when it heard a twig snap. You eyed the shadow cautiously, ready to scream out for the men to protect you at a moment's notice.
"Leave us be, stranger," you warned, brandishing a kitchen knife you kept to cut stray scraps of fabric for patches. "I may be vulnerable, but I'm deadly with a blade even still."
"I know you are," a tired, hoarse voice croaked. "I taught you that."
Your heart skipped a beat at the possibility before you shook the hope away. "You haven't taught me anything, stranger," you rebuked. "The one who trained me is dead."
Just then, the knife plummetted to the snow, let go of by your trembling hands. The stranger finally had inched close enough for their face to be unobscured by the light shining through the trees. Glacier eyes peered down at you from under shaggy chocolate fringe as she leaned against the nearest tree, waiting for you to react.
Without another thought, you left out of your chair, forgetting entirely about the searing pain in your brutalized body, but crumbled at her feet, clinging to her pants.
"My darling," she gasped softly, falling to her knees with you to hold you in her arms. "You're hurt, I'm so sorry, I didn't even know-"
"Where were you?!" you sobbed into her shoulder, making her fall silent. "I thought you were dead- we all thought you were dead!"
"I am," she corrected, bringing your hands from her shoulders to cradle them in hers. "For now, at least. You can't tell anyone I came to you."
"I-I don't understand..." you sniffled, (e/c) gems boring into her very soul. "You only came to see me?"
Her face softened and she smiled. "Yes, my love, I did. I couldn't leave without telling you where I was going."
"You..." you froze in her grasp. "You're leaving again? B-But-"
"But nothing," she corrected, sternly but with love. "I'm going to London to continue my mission." she confessed.
"London..." you repeated. "W-What's that? Where is that? Why can't we go with you?" Your head was spinning, you were so hurt and overjoyed and confused all at the same time.
"It's very far away, in another country. But I promise I'll be back." Mizu swore, pressing a kiss to your forehead with her palms on either temple. "I'm gonna finish my mission and I'll be back before you know it, and we're gonna live a normal life."
"We can't, you know that!" you argued but melted at her soothing touch. "Women can't be wed with one another, women can't buy property, women can't have kids together..." you trailed. "Besides, I know you'll never be done with this endless path of vengence..."
"I hate when you say things like that, my love," Mizu cooed. "Lips as lovely as yours have no place uttering words so violent. You leave all that talk to me." A moment of silence passed between the two of you before she mushed you away enough to hold you at arm's length. "I promise you that I'll be back, and when I am, I'm going to marry you, (Y/N)."
"But how..." you sighed, immense sadness for the death of a dream making your chest hurt.
"I'm a man in the eyes of the law." she smirked. "I can travel unaccompanied, own land and property, and marry who I damn well choose. And...I choose to marry you. If you'll have me?"
You'd never seen Mizu so enthusiastically sure of anything, short of destroying her bloodline. It made you feel incredibly special, the amount of passion she seemed to carry for this. "I'll have you, but I have a few conditions."
"Which are?" she cocked a brow.
You reached up and cupped her cheeks with both hands. "Come back to me in one piece, promise me you will."
Mizu smiled, studying your face lovingly. "I promise I will."
"And I want a farm near Osaka so I can see my family, and I want children to chase around the yard." you dreamed.
"A farm in Osaka, got it," she snickered. "Though knocking you up may be a different story."
"We'll adopt some!" you chirped.
"I think I can do that," Mizu sighed happily, nuzzling into your throat. "I promise a thousand times, my love."
Almost as quickly as she appeared, she was leaving again, begrudgingly tearing herself away from you. "Promise to write me," you sniffled, getting ready to cry again as she helped you back into your chair.
"I will, but it'll be under an alias." she agreed, brushing the hair out of your face and gathering your things to put within your reach. "But you gotta promise me something too."
"Anything."
"Darling, wait for me."
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wafferreyes · 1 year
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i'm soooo normal about brian i swear please don't take me to the mental ward
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murderofsomeone · 3 months
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"Due to my strong personal convictions I wish to stress that this record in no way endorses a belief in the occult."
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