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xruiiii-blog · 2 months

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Some ghouls come in pairs and they are giving heavy sidling vibes…

These are just for fun!!! Some hc my friends and I shared:)) forgive my English too…I tried🤷‍♀️!

Swiss & Rain-They are not blood siblings but they’ve been by each other’s side for as long as they can remember. There’s an age gap, they act completely different, into different things, but there are times where they look like each other’s reflection. The pit was a tough memory for both of them but luckily they had each other.

That being said, They will do stupid pranks to the other one and it’s only funny to themselves. No one beside them will understand what the hell is going on. They won’t even stop giggling during practices this sometimes pisses Copia off…but they are his ghouls so he can’t do anything about it. Usually Swiss’ the one who started them. Rain only pays back if he’s bored/got irritated, most of the time he lets it slide.

Ifrit & Zephyr-They are twins! They can be very handful sometimes…the intention was nice(ended badly bc one of them accidentally messed up or got too carried away, drag the other one with them). They are free spirit. Don’t even try n tell them to behave or what to do cuz they always end up doing their own thing. Follow the instructions was never an option. If you trust them on whatever they’re about to do then that’s a promise, they sure knows how to deliver. Usually Ifrit suggests an idea and comes up with a “plan” but then Zeph is the one who’s actually doing all the work…

Rare occasions they get time-out from Terzo. They will start behaving for a week at most. Ifrit has to spend a day or two convincing Zeph to be on his side again. They are the sweetest boys tho, always trying to cheer their papa up and lighten the mood. If papa didn’t like it, try something new. Terzo secretly enjoyed their company. It feels like home when these two hanging around(even if he had to cover his ears or screams “put that down!”) Terzo gets complaints from sisters about these two running down the hall all the time. Besides a disappointed gaze, Terzo never actually punish them, ever.

Aurora & Phantom-baby bat siblings! Aurora is probably minutes or seconds older than Phantom and she won’t ever let this go. There’re A LOT of pillow fights, back and forth arguments about nothing, constantly screaming each other’s name for no reason in the ghoul dorms right after they’re summoned. Copia had to sit both of them down for a chat but ending up realizing there’s nothing he can do from this point on. They’re fine, it’s a sibling thing. The ghouls are on their own now.

(Quick side explaining: our lore is that ghoulettes and ghouls are not coming from the same place. Ghoulettes are like witches?? Their community are tight, function more like merceners, papa had to go hire from the witches. Ghouls are…ghouls. They are from hell, the pit, they can be owned I guess?? Make a living in the pit it’s all on ur own. Doesn’t matter where u from, working with/for the clergy, next to papa is always a pleasure, an honor. A sacred chance for anyone. Exceptions always exist, Mist is a ghoulette but she’s from the pit. Phantom in this case, was adopted by the witches and lives among them, so this makes him a half-witch I guess…there are some ghoul behaviors he simply doesn’t understand, Aether prepared him after his summoning but there’re still alotttt to process. He’s an exchange student if u will. )

If Phantom ever felt frustrated, Aurora is the first person he goes to, and vises versus. Aurora will call Phantom her baby brother only when tommy is not around. They are still on the young side so everyone is looking out for them. They never been on Earth before so they are super hyped about everything. Blew up the kitchen couple times but they were forgiven after a sincere apology. Will you ever say no or stay mad towards a baby bat who love you with all their heart?? That’s right, I don’t think so.

I haven’t read much of the lores in the fandom if there’s similar ones oops!! We have similar tastes I guess! I don’t own any of these they are all just for fun. Thanks for reading and tolerating my on going struggle with writing! Hearts to all the writers out there, idk how y’all did this, it’s so damn hard💀.

u guys’ stuff actually makes sense, mines don’t lol

FYI my drawing always have them in these dynamic as well! These became canon to me…I just love seeing ghouls messing around…

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thot-of-khonshu · 2 years

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Steamy elevator sex with Jake Lockley.....

Y’all are on one with these asks!!!! They are too good…

Rating: Explicit 18+. It's brief, but it's filthy, folks.

Content: Elevator sex, violence (knives and guns), dirty talk, unprotected p in v, rough sex.

You weren’t supposed to be in this position, legs clasping the torso of the man sent to kill you, teeth nibbling on your earlobe. How did it come to this?

You knew the drill; whenever you came into contact with Jake Lockley, it was because he was trying to end your life, so as much as the excitement stirred between your legs whenever you saw him, you knew it was about to be a battle to stall him away from you.

The first time he tried, he pulled you into an abandoned street corner, knife to your neck, feeling your hot breath combine. You couldn’t help but laugh in that moment and so did he, two sadistic chuckles as you looked into his dark eyes.

He was studying the bow of your lips when you kicked at his crotch and stabbed his knife with his shirt to the other side of the wall. You swayed your hips, accentuating every step.

The second time you were in a car garage. You could sense someone was after you, how cliche to do it in a spacious parking lot. He grabbed you from behind, a gun to your temple and whispered in your ear with his rough and harsh voice.

Buenas noches, bebita.

You weren’t afraid of the cold barrel on your temple. All you could think about was the strain in his voice and in his pants as he grabbed you tightly. He could’ve killed you easily the first time, you knew this. He kept you alive for a reason.

You pressed up against the bulge in his jeans, hearing him groan into your ear made you embarrassingly turned on. He pressed the temple to your skull harder as he pressed up against you harder. The curve of your ass in your skirt feeling him through each roll of your body. His hand on your neck loosened, his leather gloved hand making its way to your quickly puckering breast.

That’s when you collided the back of your head with his front. His gun clacking to the ground as you kicked it away and pinned him to the car.

“I’m gonna say this once and make it clear, if you want to fuck with me it's clearly not going to go well for you. So I suggest you leave. me. alone."

"And if you want to stop trying to kill me, you know where I am."

You climbed into your car, speeding off as Jake stared at you in awe, knelt on the ground in search of his gun.

And you didn’t hear from him for a while. You could perform your other mercenary jobs, walk clear and think about what you'll be able to buy once you have some money coming in.

And then you walked into your hotel elevator. Things started off normally, a crowd of people all were inside and then slowly, people left to their respective floors and they left you with a broad man with his head down, eyes hidden behind a newsboy cap.

"Hello, Jake." You leaned up against the back of the mirrored elevator. Without a sound, he pressed the STOP button, and the lift went to an abrupt stop.

He turned towards you, his usual sneer written right on his face. His arms trapped you into the enclosed space you were in. You both looked at each other for a moment, you with an amused grin. How bold of him to come back.

He quickly grabbed at your hair behind your back, yanking it all into one rope, causing your head to lift up. You could feel his heavy breathing down your neck as he began to suck.

You moaned, pressing into him as he took his other hand to caress the side of your face, tracing his thumb on your bottom lip.

"I haven't come to kill you, bebita. Not this time." He growled.

You grabbed the cap off of his head, yanking it to the other side of the elevator so you could run your fingers through his dark curls. Jake removed his hands from your hair and explored your body, lifting your blouse off of you and wasting no time with pleasantries.

Soon you found yourself getting fucked into the elevator wall by Jake Lockley, the mercenary sent to kill you.

He had you hop off of him and turned you around so you could face the mirrored elevator wall. You watched as he lined up his thick cock, precum seeping out into your tight pussy.

"See how hard you fucking get me, baby? How I couldn't kill this pussy yet until I got to fuck it? How I had to feel how wet you are for me?"

"I'm so wet for you, you feel so fucking good." You whined as he drove himself into you, feeling incredibly full.

"I'm not gonna last long. You'd like that wouldn't you bebita? You want me to fuck my cum into you?"

You whined as he drove harder into you, you able to watch his every move through the elevator mirror. You could hear the sounds from your sex as watching him sink his fingers into your hips only made you wetter.

"When we're done, you're going to be so full of my cum, I want to feel this cunt milk me, baby. Te voy a destrozar."

He started fucking you even harder, making you clench and wail into the void of the elevator space. You didn't care if anyone could hear you on the other side; you were so wound up and ready to feel Jake fill you up to the brim.

He grabbed your throat, moving you up where you could see your breasts move up and down from the rapid movement.

"That's right, let me see those tits bounce for me." He growled into your ear. "Fuck, I knew this pussy would be so fucking good. I wanna feel you cum all over my cock, bebita."

He grabbed your jaw, pounding into you even harder. You've never been fucked like this before and you've lost all inhibition. Soon, you're convulsing on his dick, grinding out your orgasm as he groans into your ear words of encouragement to keep you cumming.

He wasn't long after; you felt his warm cum shoot into you as he filled you with sharp thrusts as he loudly groaned. You both took a moment before he slid out of you, his cum running down your leg.

"And don't clean it up. I want you to walk around with me in you all day. I know, I'll be watching. I always am. "

#jake lockley smut #jake lockely x reader #Jake lockley X you #jake lockley #moon knight #moon knight smut #oscar isaac #oscar isaac smut

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dfroggofarson · 1 year

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i wrote a oneshot about a hot NPC dilf. its 1600+ words. i'm really proud of myself.

when i was doing this quest, i had to come to the realization that i, in fact, do have some daddy issues. and that i have no idea of their origins, but so be it.

the more daddies for my perverted imagination, the better my day is.

if you haven't done the Golden Slumber world quest so far, i highly recommend it! it's long and sometimes annoying, but man, anything for hot dilfs (and their also hot daughters).

ok, that's all, i'm done simping. requests for other stories are open, as always.

fluff, comfort embedded. no smut for y'all horny ppl. sorry, not this time ;)

enjoy! ^^

A difference between sky and sky.

A night in the desert wasn't a joke to anyone. It was rough, cold and merciless, killing anyone that missed to take care of themselves. Most mobile creatures had already found a shelter as soon as the Sun started to dive into the treshold of the horizont, hiding itself behind the gold of endless dunes. No matter if it were just animals, people, or monsters - survival made everyone behave similarly.

That night wasn't anything different than the previous ones. You and your two companions have been traveling for two days - for the fifth time. You commisioned them yet again to escort you while you collected some redcrest and other materials from the desert for special herbs. And why not just commisson them to bring some, without you having to travel such a long and tiring journey, or just buy what you need from the mercenants? You asked yourself at least a thousand times. For example, when you almost stepped on a giant scorpion-like thing, got hit by an especially massive tumbleweed, tripped on a scarab, and even when you got into a fight and almost lost all of your dignity?

Yes, you asked yourself a lot of times.

But you only trusted yourself when it came to collencting materials. After all, only you knew what exactly you needed.

And... Maybe you just enjoyed traveling with them on a regular basis.

Because every one or two months you came to Aaru village and commissioned them for the very same reason, and there wasn't even a single time they turned you down. It started nearly a year ago, when you had no idea of who to trust and how this region works, but out of sheer luck you bumped into - literally, right to his chest - the perfect people. And ever since you only commissioned them and no one else.

So there were the three of you: a still unexperienced, clumsy alhemist's apprentice, depending too much on their deputees; an always smiling, funny and kind, but at the same time life-threatening girl; and her father, a whole natural force, like a billion-years-old mountain looking like he could even challenge Morax himself with his bare two hands.

Well, a colorful team, might as well to say, you tought to yourself as you were laying in your tent. It was a strange friendship between the three of you. You were almost best friends with Jeht, you could talk and laugh about almost everything. And even tough you never talked much with Jebrael, he had proven that he really did care about you, so you considered him as a dear friend as well.

Despite these dangerous journeys, they were the most awaited people in your whole month.

Minutes passed, then half an hour, and then a whole, and you still could not sleep. Getting bored of trying, you sat up and started to think again. But after another thirty minutes you got bored again, so you decided to do a little stargazing. It might help you fall asleep.

You put on some clothes, and opened the tent. You almost tripped in your own legs as soon as you saw the tall, threatening figure's back infront of you-

Oh, wait. It's just Jebrael. Yeah. He's in your team.

Cool.

After your heartbeat kind of went back to normal, you just stood there, studying the man's silhouette. If the muscles and scars armoring his massive body could tell you their stories, you'd probably listen to them for years long. When he fights, he does not have any spare movements, and the way he swings his weapon with such pure brutallity and unique elegance... This controversiality always left you tremble and speechless at the same time.

You snapped out of your toughts as you approached the man, not having any better idea as soon as you saw him. You were sure he's heard you, but just in case, you stepped on a drained brach to alert him of your presence. He did not turn his head towards you, and didn't say a word when you sat down next to him. You both remained silent for long minutes.

"Aren't you tired?" You asked, breaking the silence. "It's been a long day. You should take a rest, too."

"It's my turn on watch," he replied. "And Jeht is also tired. I'm fine. You should be the one taking a rest."

"But I can't sleep. I just keep thinking about everything."

"Hm," he 'said', still not moving an inch. Sometimes you wondered how a man of such a figure could act so unnoticeable and noiseless.

"For examle, the sky," you pointed at the stars. "All the orbs can be seen from there so much better than from Lyue harbor or Mondstadt. It's probably because of the light pollution, or I don't know."

"I tought you were a scientist?"

"Well... sort of, but this is not my field. I'm more into alchemistry. Or, at least, I'm trying," you laughed nervously, scratching the back of your head in embarassment. "But I'm not that good, no matter how hard I try."

"That's not true," he opposed, slightly turning his head toward you. "The ointment you gave us was really effective."

"Ah, yes. That is the only one I'm proud of," you chuckled. "And the anti-sweat bandages! I see you still use them," you smiled at him, looking at his arm.

"See, these things are useful. Just keep it up."

There was silence again. You stared at the endless black of the sky, toughts racing trough your head like a tumbleweed in the wind.

Somehotw, sitting in silence with him wasn't uncomfortable, like it was with other people. You could collect your toughts and think silently, while feeling perfectly safe.

You wanted to experience it more. Not just every one or two months.

"How much more materials do you need for the following months?" He asked suddenly.

"Well... Hmm... I need a few more redcrest, five scarabs and three more ajilenakh nuts... but I think that's all for now. But I'll think it trough the morning."

"Good. Jeht and I have to head back to the village soon, so we can collect them tomorrow and then start to take our way home," he said casually.

Like it didn't mean that your journey, your only chance to finally have some time for yourself, but be safe and with friends at the same time wasn't about to end in a few hours.

"Oh," you replied. "Okay, no problem."

"And you know, you can commission others to these trips, too. I have some reliable acquintances, so I can recommend you some of them. You don't have to aks us every single time."

Ouch.

You gulped. Did that mean that he wasn't enjoying your company? Definitely, you declared. But he seemed to be okay with it... Is there something wrong with you? Or with anything? Did you do something wrong?

Oh, silly question. Even when establishing the camp, you couldn't help properly, because the tent you tried to make always collapsed as soon as it had the chance, and it was always Jebrael who helped you fix it. You could only make some food, but that wasn't so delicious either, rather flavoured with herbs to make your companions feel better. But that didn't mean they enjoyed it as much as you did...

Were you overreacting again? Yes. But was it logical? Absolutely, for this time.

They were... he was important to you. It did matter what he said. Maybe a little bit too much.

"Right. That's true. I should probably ask someone else, too, you two must be busy as well," you laughed again, but this time much more nervously. "I'm sorry I bother you with this every month. Seriously." You nodded, holding back your tears, trying to find some excuse to leave the scenery as fast as possible. "Oh, can you feel it? It's getting so cold! I'd probably go back and, you know, try to get some rest... Good night, then!"

You quickly jumped up from the log you were sitting in, waving a quick "goodbye", then turned your back on him and walked to your tent.

How could you be so blind... Why would you think that he enjoyed spending time with you? No one enjoyed your company, that's why you didn't have any friends. You were nothing more than an ignorant little pharmacist who had no idea about the dangers and pressures of the world Jebrael lived in. He's porbably had some more important business to take care of, and you had no right to tell him to stay one more day just because-

"The... The stars. What's the difference between Lyue and here?"

You froze, slowly turning your head back to him. His head was facing the sky, hands resting on his knees relaxed.

He looked so peaceful all of a sudden.

You gulped again.

"We- well," you started, playing with your hand in embarassment, "there are so much more lamps in Lyue. It's a harbor, after all, and it's always bathing in light, so you cannot see the night sky so well..."

"Hmm. I haven't seen it in a long time," he whispered.

You turned your head to look at him. You had no idea why he was wearing, or why he had to wear that blindfold. You never asked about it. Once you tried to talk to Jeht, but she just brushed it off with an "I dunno, he never talks about it," and that was all.

Jebrael never talked about himself, not even to his daughter.

But something changed this evening.

He seemed to be more... open. To have a conversation. Even if it was just about the sky.

And he started to open himself for you.

You snapped back to reality, forgetting that you should probably carry on the talk. You made your way back to the log, sitting down next to him where you were just moments ago. It was still warm.

"Do you... want me to tell about it?" You asked silently.

For a moment, he didn't reply. Then he slighly nod.

You smiled.

Well... at least that's something to begin with.

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The next morning, when Jebrael woke up, he found himself under a blanket - and with you leaning onto him, head on his right shoulder. He focused on the sounds surrounding him, but he couldn't hear Jeht's breathing, only yours. But when he moved his left hand, he found a short message.

'Wouldn't want to wake you two up, went to grab some branches. Not gonna be back soon. ;P'

Jebrael let out a small sigh, cautious not to wake you up, and just listened to your peaceful breathing for a few minutes.

And then he cracked a small smile.

That business in the village could wait a few days.

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#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #comfort #comfort character #genshin impact jebrael #jebrael #genshin impact jeht #jeht #golden slumber #x reader

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julyzaa · 2 months

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Mercen Aga in his goth eunuch clothes is so funny to me

#like oh no why would they suspect your allegiances #meanwhile dude is literally standing there ominously in all black #magnificent century

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fregget-frou · 1 year

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The sillies

Morgan is one of my fav Twst ocs and I’m definitely normal about this fic ARHRHRHSSHRG

I feel like they have the sleazy vibe the twins have but they’re just really bad at putting on a good face

Ao3 link to the fic also name,

“the seven habits of highly unfortunate souls: a transmigrator’s guide to the coral sea” by mercen

Also here’s some images that fit the Treel’s vibes

#the seven habits of highly unfortunate souls: a transmigrator’s guide to the coral sea #freggzartz #freggzocs #twst yuu #twisted wonderland #twstファンアート #twisted wonderland fanart #twisted wonderland floyd #twisted wonderland jade

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dekarios · 2 months

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my life... is complete..........

#fray.txt #rogue trader

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otakunyakumon · 1 year

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Hehe morgan doodles. This fic has been living in my head rent free. Sadly I can't do digital for now so take these trad ones.

Here's the link to the fic :D

I swear it's really really good. Please give it a read.

If my scribbling is eligible, here's what it says:

Top left corner:

"I had a funny thought where mor grabs them (the brothers but floyd more so) at the neck like a cat."

Middle:

*squinting*

Right:

Other's POV

"Oi. You dropped something."

Reality

"Uh, you dropped this."

A little extra on the bottom left corner like a convo between my oc and mor hehe :

"Don't tell me your world doesn't have Dixney?!?"

"What the heck is Dixney???"

2nd photo:

Top Right:

"Smiley boi"

Bottom:

"I headcanon mor is photogenic af"

"can u tell I like his hair down?"

Left:

"I made them look evil nooooooo... (It's because of math definitely)"

"Flowy hair!!"

#Twst #Twisted wonderland #The seven habits of highly unfortunate souls: a transmigrator's guide to the coral sea #Twst morgan #Morgan leech #Twst morgan leech #Ddb twst #The devil and the deep blue #Threels #LOL #i love morgan sm #My art

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starfallpod · 2 months

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Oh hi there! Fun fact, we're still crowdfunding, and I didn't set any goals for this past week because I wasn't planning on posting (and tbqh I wasn't expecting too much anyway)

But we still wound up getting like 9 donations, which is really good for a third week! Y'all really blew my expectations away, so I'm going back to my original plan and.

Here you go - here's a bunch saints from the Starfall-verse and the things they did to get sainted!

Saint Marcienne of Aquette, saint of irrigation and field drainage; called upon the Lord to redirect floodwaters, saving all crops in the Vrouen region

Saint Opitalon of Capribourg, saint of well-constructed soup tourines; negotiated peace between Eriss and Capribourg over a single dinner

Saint Ishoria of Krinos, saint of postage fees; discovered mailing routes through the Broken Peaks to facilitate non-sea-based postage out of the country

Saint Oloyi of Satigarry, saint of floral decoration in moderation; revived a seemingly-extinct species of shade-blooming flower and established the first Falstenian consulate on the island

Saint Searoil of Eriss, saint of ashes swept from fireplaces; rescued dozens of patients from the burning King Kirow’s Hospital in Dowden

Saint Michard of Scortegia, saint of timely crop rotation; took over one of the many failing farms in northern Scortegia, using it to feed impoverished communities with improved techniques

Saint Nonoka of Krinos, saint of thoughtfully directed prayer; ended all theft in a southern Krinosi town for a period of three years

Saint Eksevina of Mercen, saint of silks and satins; recovered a king’s ransom of stolen goods in the faewood

Saint Edelwood of Virstraea, saint of proper adornment; led the way to the first democratic election in the north

Saint Sath of Liborotes, saint of bureaucratic efficacy; founded the very first script licensing office

Saint Roroki of Lenolem, saint of well-equipped standing armies; rebuffed militant rebels from storming the north at Talon’s Pass with a group of only 13 combatants

Saints Astra and Pollina of Duosoud, saints of social planning; prevented civil war within Duosoud via sufficient social niceties and event planning at the king’s wedding

#starfall podcast

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