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stilessbaseballbat · 2 years
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YALL this man is killing me
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pasharuu · 10 months
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both of us already know who it is
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fish stealing incident
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cant-ra · 7 months
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dizzybizz · 11 months
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ooo what about the main trio + sampo reacting to their wanted posters?
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only gepard's bc theyre masterpieces and i love them sm
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itsredpaint · 29 days
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good luck on your jing yuan pulls!
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onceandfuturelesbian · 10 months
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i’m OBSESSED with how the merlin cast has aged like fine fucking wine
LIKE LOOK AT THEM
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haliaiii · 11 months
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i played honkai star rail
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jingyuan-doodles · 5 months
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hallo, I saw you asking for suggestions on what to draw for Jing Yuan and I suggest that you draw Jing Yuan and the hcq gossiping lol
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this got way out of hand
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yurastarry · 27 days
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god im so WEAK for this man he's so fucking gorgeous 😔😔😔☹️☹️☹️💔💔💔
id let him do so much stuff to me I SWEAR
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paperglader · 11 months
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I’m a little obsessed with hsr’s mc so far cause she literally only has two modes:
1) imma smack you with this cone thing I just found
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And
2) Literal wet dog. Dead in the eyes. Just done with everybody else’s shit from minute 0. Got dumped in the middle of a spaceship with no memories, no past or explanation, and now everyone’s trying to kill her at every turn. Just straight up not having a good a time.
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+ she has a girlfriend
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(She’s actually really funny too, and snarky, but I’m too lazy to find those screenshots)
Edit: I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT SHE HAS LIKE A BOMB IN HER CHEST. So. Like, the whole thing makes sense if you think about it.
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98chao · 27 days
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who's the real sparkle?
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daydreamgoddess14 · 8 months
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Complaints Procedure
MASTERLIST
Roy Kent x F!Reader
Literally just 1.5k of pure filth. Sorry, not sorry?! 😅Taken from this prompt.
Inspired by this image:
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~~~~~
You knew to avoid the locker room immediately before and after matches. The less than stellar performance of the team during the season had seemingly made everyone angry - even Sam was down. Jamie Tartt continued to annoy and degrade everyone who so much as glanced at him, and the so-called Captain looked about ready to throw in the towel. Getting rid of George Cartrick may have been a wise decision, but his replacement was certainly unorthodox. You had your work cut out for you in HR, it was like babysitting 2 year olds - they all still bit, kicked, and scratched. Seeing you always gave them the initiative to put complaints in, complaints that you had to be seen to legitimately deal with, even if dealing with it meant sitting the idiots involved down and giving them a telling off. You had never told off Roy Kent, though. The man terrified and turned you on in equal measure.
Just the low timbre of his voice made your heart pound and flooded your body with want. Training was long over, so you figured you were safe to take some paperwork down to Ted Lasso's office. Your heels clicked on the concrete as you made your way through the maze of rooms. Wage slips for the folks in the ticket office, holiday forms for the staff in the medical and treatment areas, and the weekly update on player relations that Ted had asked you to draft. Who was fighting with who, who had you had to threaten with suspension, and who you'd just had to give an arse kicking to. As you turn to leave Ted’s office, Roy is coming back in from the showers. With just a towel gripped in his hand. You look literally anywhere else. The ceiling tiles become particularly interesting. 
"Oi, what you doing in here?"
"Just dropping some paperwork off, no need to be rude."
"Sorry, just… thought I was alone, that's all." You drag your eyes from the ceiling to his, drawing an invisible line across his nose so you do not look any lower. "See something you like?" He teases, as if he knows it's taking all your will to not look at his chest or the towel. 
"Definitely not. I'm done now, I'll leave you to it." 
 
You're sure you must hold your breath on the walk from the locker room to your office because as soon as you shut the door, it all comes out in a whoooosh. As good-looking as he is, you can't stand his arrogance, dominance, and anger issues. You knew it was nothing new in football or in work at all, really. You'd seen every layer of the food chain, and it was always the top of the tree who thought they were gods gift. You knew he could be kind and thoughtful. You'd seen it for yourself with the younger, less experienced players and with fans too. It was definitely a certain calibre of person who set him off - the Jamie Tartts and George Cartricks of the world. You're still leaning against your office door when you feel and hear it knock. When it begins to open against your back, you have to jump out of the way so it can swing open. Fully clothed, Roy is on the other side. 
"Do I scare you?" He asked, frowning. 
"Course you don't scare me, I'm not a sodding child." You roll your eyes. "Did you need something?" 
"I might need to put in a complaint." You arch an eyebrow at him, 
"Really? Go on?" He took a step closer to you, so you take a step back. 
"I saw the way you looked at me downstairs -" you scoffed, 
"I did not look at you at all. I actively didn't look at you," you start, angry until you see the smirk. "Oh fuck off, did you come up here just for a laugh? I've got enough to deal with picking up 
after Jamie Tartt since he can't stop making everyone miserable." He holds up his hands in surrender. 
"Alright, alright, just a joke," he laughs a little. "You wanted to look though." 
"You are just like the other idiots. So full of your own self importance, you all think everyone wants you." He narrows his eyes and takes another step towards you.
"At the risk of sounding like any of those pricks, tell me you don't?"
"What makes you think-"
"Humour me." He looks at you like he might devour you at any moment, his eyes dark with just a hint of mirth. He knows what you think about when you see him. You feel your breath quicken, and the urge to press your thighs together is desperate, but you don't want to give him the satisfaction of being right. Before he can catch you in a lie, he forces you to take one final step back against your desk and leans down to capture your mouth in a messy, obscene kiss. 
 
The shock of it makes you gasp, giving him access to deepen the kiss. Your hands grip at his shoulders to keep him close, trying to get him even closer if it's possible. He leans you back against your desk, the edge of it digging into the back of your thighs while his hands are trying to touch as much of you as possible. By leaning back on the desk, he can kiss along your jawline. It would be impossible now to make out that you don't want him, your greedy hands roam up his arms and into his hair and the sighs and moans he's pulling from you with just a kiss are insane. The length of his body presses against the length of yours and you feel him hard against your hip. Feeling how much he wants you only makes you need him more. Your hand brushes across the front of his jeans, making him jerk to meet it. He breaks the kiss and watches you breathlessly as you move to undo the button in the waistband. You can tell he's about to ask if you're sure, so you place a soft kiss to his lips,
"I want you to fuck me," you tell him quietly. There is still just a hint of hesitation in your voice, but it's more a fear that he'll reject you than anything else. 
"Fucking hell." He sighs into you. He grips your hips and turns you to face the desk, you rest on your forearms. He has your skirt rucked up around your waist in no time at all and nudges your feet a little further apart. You don't have the time or inclination to feel embarrassed or to consider something more meaningful. The singular thought in your mind is having him inside you. You hear the tear of a condom wrapper and feel him at your core. His hand cups you first, wanting to check that you're ready. "You're so fucking wet," he mutters almost proudly. He gives your hip a little squeeze of warning and pushes inside you. 
"God, Roy yesss," you hiss as he fills you completely. Fully seated, he pauses just a minute to reach down and sweep your hair to one side so he can kiss your neck, "please, Roy-" you push back against him, desperate for more. He takes the hint and pounds into you over and over. He’s hitting exactly where you need him with each thrust, and it's enough to have you believing in some sort of deity. You can feel the pressure building and you're so close to the edge it's overwhelming. "I'm so close, please daddy-" the words tumble from you, unfiltered and unexpectedly - that is a brand new one for you, and when you feel his pace slow just slightly, you're terrified that you've repelled him. He moans low in his chest and redoubles his efforts, unyielding, until you come hard, crying out his name. 
"Say it again," he whispers against your ear, his body draped over your back. His hand reaches around to rub circles over your clit and you're so sensitive that the payback is almost immediate and you can feel another orgasm building. 
"Fuck, make me come again daddy," you beg. He does exactly that within seconds of you asking, his own release coming at the same time. He holds your hips while your legs shake, his forehead resting on the center of your back. He slips out of you and disposes of the condom before turning you gently to rest you back against the desk. You keep your head down, chin to chest, mortified at what's just happened until his nose nudges against yours and he kisses you softly. 
"Holy fucking shit, I should threaten to complain again, that was insane," he breathes, still holding your hips and trying to get you to look up at him. 
"I shouldn’t ha-"
"No, don't do that. You're definitely going to say it again," he chuckles against you, "I fucking promise you'll say it again." 
 
FIN
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shoezuki · 4 months
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Thinkin bout Sampo Koski rn as like. His character n what we get of him in honkai star rail and he fucking. He confuses me like. There has to be So Much more to him like
The general vibes of him and especially how other characters treat him is that of comic relief, a punching bag, a goof, just a slick conman causing trouble. It's genuinely difficult NOT to insult him n treat him badly with dialogue options and any time he's even mentioned March 7th hisses at him. He's literally a cryptid in belobog. He's a joke.
But. But. There's his light cone. It makes me insane. It contradicts all of that.
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In it he's competent. He's badass. He's omnipotent. He's able to somehow know a sniper from however far away is locked on him and address them specifically.
And even like... in the entire plot of jarilo-vi he's spoken of like he's not much. He's a 4 star character. But he's practically as present as bronya and seele and Gepard and his involvement in the story is ASTRONOMICAL. He has a part in every major event. He's the one who drags the Trailblazers and bronya into the Underworld. He's the one who takes you to svarog, to the overworld again. He gets Natasha and saves you from svarog. He's the first character you ever meet on jarilo.
And he seems to just vanish before you confront cocolia. But no. Sampo is the one who has the last word and wraps up the entire mission on jarilo-vi. He fucking breaks the forth wall. Jarilo-vi both begins and ends with Sampo.
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He calls himself shadowy comic relief yet he seemingly orchestrated everything. What is he. What the fuck is he doing. What else is up with him and when will we get more of him. I want to bite into him and tear him apart.
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myfriendthedictionary · 3 months
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hsr text posts that came to me in a dream (pt. 2)
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more: part 1
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slooshee · 1 day
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SPOILERS FOR 2.1 HSR!!!
YOU’LL NEVER GET THEM LIKE I DO!!! 😔
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culturity · 7 months
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𖤐 𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𖤐
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♥︎ — i decided to join in on the fun for once and participate in kinktober this year ^_^ i hope to finish all of the fics listed below and post them on their due dates but please be mindful that there may be date/fic changes or even removals if im unable to fit them in like i hope :< nevertheless i hope you guys look forward to these upcoming fics <3
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-> REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED <-
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OCTOBER 5TH
THIGH RIDING — GENSHIN IMPACT & HSR MEN.
! — CHILDE, DILUC, BLADE, JING YUAN
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OCTOBER 9TH
CAUGHT IN THE WEB — SPIDER HYBRID! KAFKA.
! — you let your guard down, falling victim to her spirit whisper and lured into her trap like helpless prey. the sight of fangs peeking into view when she smirks tells you that she’s been keeping a secret hidden from you and you were determined to find out what it was despite the danger she posed.
DUBCON 、DUMBIFICATION 、POISONED VIA VENOM
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OCTOBER 14TH
CAMGIRL — HSR MEN & WOMEN.
! — JING YUAN, BLADE, KAFKA
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OCTOBER 17TH
A CHANCE ENCOUNTER — VAMPIRE! BLADE.
! — it was late into the night and he was starving for blood, needing to feed on someone— anyone. he’s lucky he found you wandering by your lonesome, a weak mortal he could finally drink from and use for other primal means.
NONCON/DUBCON 、BLOOD KINK 、PUBLIC SEX
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OCTOBER 20TH
HYBRIDS — HSR MEN.
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OCTOBER 24TH
FINAL GIRL — CAMP KILLER! CHILDE.
! — trying to figure out who the killer amongst your friend group is on a camping trip that’s gone terribly wrong is a hard job to do alone. you’re lucky you can trust your best friend ajax, who swears he’d never harm a soul, to help you through it and hopefully make it out alive with.
NONCON/DUBCON 、PRED/PREY PLAY 、KNIFEPLAY
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OCTOBER 27TH
DILFS/MILFS — HSR MEN & WOMEN.
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OCTOBER 31ST
SLEEP PARALYSIS EXPERIENCE — DEMON! BLADE.
! — waking up and finding yourself unable to move or speak, frozen where you laid in bed, was a terrifying experience and the appearance of an unknown being at the foot of your bed was not easing your panicked mind.
NONCON 、FORCED ORGASM 、HUMILIATION
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