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hazza-babby · 1 year
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Jesper Fahey means so much to me. Not only was he the first canonically bisexual character that I had read in a book (at the ripe age of 14) but I love that his major internal conflict has nothing to do with his sexuality. And that the love story between Wylan isn’t some magical “I like boys” awakening. Its a story about two people who have been scarred and who have lied and stolen and murdered and been hunted, getting to be vulnerable and find the person they are willing to show the skeletons in their closet. It’s just so nice that for roughly 1000 pages in the duology, sexuality doesn’t matter. People aren’t going to turn their heads and look at you because you are holding hands with the same sex. And there isn’t any laws against it. It isn’t even a thought in their head. I love it. And after watching the first episode in the first season on Netflix, I knew Kit Young would do Jesper proud.
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rewcana · 6 months
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nkogneatho · 10 months
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˚ ༘♡ 𝑴𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑶 𝑴𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑰𝑻 𝑭𝑰𝑻.ೃ࿐
—cw: fem!reader, dacryphilia, size kink, pet names, pulled this one out of my cunt so idk who to specify but insert any big man here.
Your cries are not ignored. They just happen to fuel his ego. Broad pelvis concealing your sweet, wet core and his balls are drenched in your juices. His dickhead forcing out all the cum you have hidden inside as he pushes it in.
It hurts. The stretch is too much to bear. But you don't want him to stop either. Your pussy wants to devour him till you're fucked apart. You're scared. You need him desperately, but what if he doesn't fit?
"Then I'll make it fit. Don'tcha worry, sweetheart." He doesn't hurt you. His mushroom head settles near your entrance to make sure it is getting used to it. To make sure it'll welcome when he pushes that big cock inside you.
And when he finally knows you're ready, the man uses all his force in ramming his thick cock inside you, knocking out the air in your lungs. You're overwhelmed. You want to cry. But at the same time, you need to feel that man as if he is deep in your fucking throat. A lump of air is formed in your oesophagus and you feel like you need extra effort to breathe. He comes to the rescue and slams his dick another time, making that lump disappear and all you feel now is a cocksleeve made for him. No matter how big you are, you feel tiny when his body hovers over you. You feel as if you're just a small cumsock sewn for his dick.
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littol-bunnie · 6 months
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me n who ??
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nowhere-again1134 · 11 months
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Come nap with me (sexual)
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teardew · 4 months
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blueberry ass nipple
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Next season predictions
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99-devilz · 3 months
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my friend called v1 lame so i made this in response. blood thirsty war robot cries like booboo idiot and is dangled like sobbing wet pathetic creature
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fang-wife · 22 days
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so fond of when subs get fucked so unapologetically stupid they just start saying sorry. when they don't even really know for what, just big wet puppy eyes and not all that much in their head. drooly and flush and so very weepy. its always when you start condescending to them just to tease them. about not letting them cum and they just get so wide-eyed and hysterical and go im sorry im sorry im sorry please let me cum. even if you fully intend to let them, or already told them they can - they're so out of it they just start begging. so cute. makes me soo <33
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fcthots · 3 months
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Jason gets so pussydrunk and it doesn’t take much at all. Like you’re talking to him while sitting down in a dress. You don’t think anything of it, you’re just getting more comfortable, so you open your legs. His gaze drops as your legs uncross and his eyes never leave you. His face goes bright red. Without warning, he rushes forward and falls to his knees. He thumbs at the seams of your underwear. “Please.” When you nod your head, he tugs them down your legs reverently. He kisses all over your thighs, leaving you speechless. Unacceptable. “Keep talking, baby. I wanna hear your voice. I need it.” His voice is whiny and he makes no move to hide it. His kisses trail closer and closer to where you want him, but right before he gets there, you lace your fingers through his hair and tug him back, making him let out a sound that you wish you had recorded. He needs to beg for it. You can see the thought click in his clouded eyes. Despite not having touched your pussy yet, he’s breathless. “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Please. I’ll be so good for you.” You push his face into your cunt and you can feel the vibrations of his moan, you take it as an excuse to grind into his face. Call him your slut, he'd like it.
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kisses4kaia · 3 months
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superbowl tn who loves football !! luke def does .
just imagining loser!luke get soo mad when his favorite team fumbles a touchdown, or when the ball is taken from his fav player and he just needs to calm down. and what a better time than halftime?
so like the sweet girl you are, you make no complaints when luke wordlessly and unexplainedly manhandles you onto your back spreading your legs. he kneels on the ground before you and throws your calves over his shoulders which are clad in a jersey reading his favorite tight end’s name on the back as he pulls your pretty little panties to the side.
usually, he would take his sweet time prepping you, teasing a little cruelly, but right now? right now he just wants to bury his face between your plush thighs, slobber a little mindlessly all over your pretty cunt. god, he’s so messy, too ! he’s paying little to no mind to your squeals and writhes as he just holds a strong arm to your pelvis, restraining you from trying to run away from him any further. “please, luke! slow down, sh-shit!” you moan in a high-pitched tone, the pop singer’s half-time performance on the tv now background static over the disgusting and bestial ways he’s devouring you like a wolf would prey.
everything is so primal and animalistic with the way his tongue fucks into you—because, its not because he’s desperate to drive you to pleasure, but because he’s found a vaguely familiar, warm, place for his worked tongue to dwell. he’s made you cum, what, thrice now? and not once has he stopped or even seemed to notice.
worse for you, he hasn’t resolved his anger yet, and as retribution for when you try to tug at his dark curls to dispel the achy overstimulation he’s caused, he slaps your agonized cunt and utters some filthy degradation before returning to his ministrations.
and when he realizes halftime has come to a conclusion and the game is back on, he simply presses a parting kiss to your sensitive little clit, sits back up onto the couch next to a heaving, crying, you, and glues his eyes back onto the screen in front of him; leaving you to limp off to take care of yourself.
“grab me another beer while you’re up, hm baby?”
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arsonforcharlie · 2 months
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great news, pigeon has discovered that sometimes when i hold a bag and it makes noise it's treats
bad news, she got a brain the size of a walnut and does not understand the difference between a tasty little salmon filled morsel and a spoonful of fucken turmeric, but she doesn't care, she fucken WANTS it
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pink-andwhite · 10 months
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ethan landry mocking you >>>
"oh it's too big baby? that's so cute." then proceeds to fuck you harder, making sure to shove that extra inch in there each thrust.
"too much? oh you poor thing.." wraps his hand around your throat and fucks you faster, definitely rubs your clit too.
"you're all done sweetie? that's too bad, im just getting started." proceeds to fuck you through 4 more orgasms.
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chitsangenthusiast · 2 months
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red is to spider-man as pink is to miles, in that pink is the color of: self-expression, confidence, compassion. if you side with miles, if you want to support his growth, you're going to be in pink
that being said...a pink robe can be removed, and pink hairdye can be washed out
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risustravelogue · 4 months
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cw. fem!reader
Partly inspired by this post. Damn you Rin /aff
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Thinking about Wriothesley telling you to relax on your first night together, because you’re so tense at the thought of his thick cock entering you—no, it’s not gonna fit, it’s too big—even though he has prepared you so much.
You try to let go of the tension, relaxing your hip muscles and spreading your thighs apart for him (it takes everything for him to not go down on you again), and he grips your waist gently, slowly lifting your lower body up. He bends down to kiss you, his hot tip pressing against your entrance.
“I love you,” he whispers against your lips, and slightly pushes his hips forward. You moan, your breathing quickens at the sensation of his cock bullying its way inside you, slowly but surely spreading your walls apart.
“I can’t… please, I can’t—” you cry, tears rolling down your temple.
“You’re so wet… it’s okay, you can take me,” he shushes, kissing the tears away.
Your back arches as his hips finally snap against yours, your trembling moans and his satisfied groans filling the room.
“There you go… that’s my girl… so good for me,” he coos.
He makes love to you until you’re both spent, bodies tired but satisfied from indulgence—the first of endless nights spent together to come.
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flokali · 4 months
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Argenti who believes you (player) are Idrila… the being who’d saved him countless of times, the one who protects him in times of peril. The reason he only meets you in near death situation is due to how the universe works, determined to only let you meet those who adore you once they’re at their weakest and need your help to return to their true form. Every time a new soul comes to you, arriving at the Express’ doors, you welcome them and work tirelessly to give them strength unattainable through other means.
Albeit not knowing how you truly look like, he can see your silhouette in his mind’s eye. He knows the broad brush strokes that compose your face, even your eye color and hair texture immortalized in his memory. He knows deep down that there will never be any being that can rival the beauty of his Lord.
Argenti, who once finally home with you, can finally rest easy knowing that you are with him – watching over him and giving him strength in your own way. However, he still cannot touch you, he hasn’t been able to clearly see your face yet. His journey isn’t done, now he must find a way to bring you to him so he can spread the word of your arrival and power while adoring you in his arms.
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