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dcangel · 2 months
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luke castellan who’s normally pretty docile in camp (at least when all the other campers and counselors are around) but it’s when you happen to spot his pretty face easily in a crowd, noticing that stupid shit eating grin that’s only ever worn when you’re below him, crying from the relentless overstimulation, that you can feel your knees buckle, and maybe even a slight tensing of the muscles in your thighs. to you, it’s almost concerning how easily he can make your stomach do flips and have your thoughts consist of him and only him while you’re supposed to be helping the younger campers string their camp beads.
the very same concern wasn’t anywhere to be found when luke had you under him later that night. perhaps it drifted through the cracked-open window along with the rest of your thoughts, and the muggy air that inhabited the hermes cabin. no way in hell was there anything behind your eyes as luke dumbed you down. he made sure of it by letting his hips set their own pace. one that abused your inner walls and left arousal seeping out from under his dick, only to get fucked back in once he picked your thighs up and brought you even closer. luke hadn’t particularly explored the asphyxiation fetish you casually described while innocently picking strawberries one day, but what better moment to test the waters than right now?
seeing a large, veiny hand wrapped around your throat was definitely his thing. he was sure of this by the way you seemed to come undone from his added touch. and to luke, overstimulation was no excuse to stop pounding away at your weepy cunt.
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chaoticace2005 · 3 months
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Inspired by this fic: Something New (For Good Luck) - Chapter 1 - False_Fantasy - Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]
@falsefantasy
Lucifer, talking to Husk and Angel: I’d take a page out of your boyfriend’s book and-
Angel: *spits out drink*
Husk: My what?
Lucifer:
Lucifer: Oh, sorry, are you two married? Okay, husband’s book-
Angel and Husk, both blushing: NO!
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moonndust · 8 months
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noco doodles since they consume my every waking thought
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scudelia55 · 4 months
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do i have the permission to speak
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try-set-me-on-fire · 2 months
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I'd shine up the old brown shoes, I'd put on a brand-new shirt
Rated t (pretty much just for the penis talk here hahaha) // 3,565 words
“No, I need, like-“ Eddie sighs so hard it almost sounds like static. “I need… guy help. Will you just come over?”
“Are you-” Buck turns away from Natalia and kind of hunches over the phone, making his voice quieter. “Are you having a penis problem?”
“What?” Buck’s never heard Eddie that high pitched. Loud, too, enough that Buck yanks the phone away from his ear and Natalia snorts with barely contained laughter behind him. When he brings the phone back in, Eddie is making a lot of blustery sounds, which Buck waits out until he finds words again. “Wh- No! No, I don’t have- I’m not having a ‘penis problem,’ Buck!”
Buck shrugs at the air in front of him. “Okay, Eddie, you’re the one who’s hiding in a bathroom and said you needed my ‘guy help,’ what was th-”
“Oh my god, Buck, I need relationship advice, okay!”
Chris is going on his first date. Eddie calls Buck for backup.
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gh0stdogzz · 6 months
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Don’t lose your head, Kieren Duffy!
…too soon?
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korvessa · 8 months
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We want Slovenia! (part 2)
part 1
(Thank you so much @ravensofskyhold for providing me the semifinals <3)
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mophcipula · 6 months
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SO I’ve been experimenting a lot with traditional art and ZINES ARE SO FUN. I figured I should share one I made earlier this year!
Text is in German BUT it reads:
„Everything alright?“
-„Oh, you know.“
„Heh.“
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fistfuloflightning · 1 month
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CAN! WE! HAVE! ✨LIUSHANG✨
Please 🙏
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❤️❤️❤️
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ghoulishdryad · 8 months
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Lyney’s a bisexual disaster, thanks for coming to my Ted talk
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ehilikeshoney · 2 months
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Hey, it’s me, shitposting again
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badwolfgirl314 · 6 months
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Me, starting Fourth Wing: Aw:) childhood-friends-to-lovers, how cute :)
Me, 3/4 through Fourth Wing: if he touches you, kill him
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sweetie-peaches · 6 months
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I’m starting to think I have a problem
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bleekay · 3 months
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olfactory hallucinations are wild. had me awake at 3am smelling bubblegum so strong it was like my sinuses were made of the stuff. never even knew i could experience bubblegum scent at such powerful levels.
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ladytauria · 6 months
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The prompt list. Listen. I think Jason deserves a kiss to the thigh. Whoever you want to give it to him
nonny you are SO right
i went with jaytim bc i'm predictable like that~
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Tim challenges anyone to find a more comfortable pillow than one of Jason's thighs. (Well---alright. They actually come in at a close second to his chest, while his stomach sits at a narrow third. But---still.) There's nothing like reclining on the couch, his head pillowed on Jason's lap while the TV plays in the background.
Tonight, Tim's foregone his laptop. For once in his life, he's had enough of numbers. He just wants to relax with his boyfriend.
Jason's hand drops into his hair, stroking idly through the strands. Tim's eyelids droop. He raises his hand, wrapping it around Jason's knee; thumb pressed to the back of it. Jason's leg shifts to accommodate him.
He smiles, humming softly. He turns his face, pressing a kiss to Jason's thigh. Jason's fingers pause in his hair for a moment, and then continue; the gentle scratch of nails against his scalp making Tim wish he could purr, pushing into his hands.
Jason laughs; a soft huff of air that turns Tim's insides soft and fuzzy. "Overgrown kitten," he murmurs.
Tim's mouth twitches. "Meow~"
Jason snorts, flicking his ear. "Hush, I'm watching a movie."
Tim nips him through his sweats, earning a light tug to his hair. He heaves a put-on sigh, drawing his blanket higher up his shoulder.
Then he settles, letting the low murmur of the television and Jason's fingers in his hair lull him to sleep.
[ sultry prompts list ]
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denim-devil · 6 months
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It was almost inevitable.
The cheap, grey spandex tried it’s best to mold against the strong muscles Frank occupied, his hands wondering against the material which happened to be tighter then expected, his broad shoulders held certain limits even for the suit you had purchased.
“Sweetheart- I don’t think it’s gonna fit”
The cowl had managed to fit like a glove, the black latex covering up most of his features apart from his hazel-doe eyes and the pair of plump lips he was gracefully adorned with.
“I had a feeling this would happen…” you drawl off, most of your focus on the left over bunched up fabric that struggled to surpass his broad shoulders. The party would start within the next half hour, already being late had the nerves blossoming within you but you were certain, with a little help it can fit.
“You did?” He mumbles sarcastically with a murmur of a chuckle. Slapping him playfully on the arm you make quick work of it, pushing the fabric even higher until eventually his shoulders were enveloped with the same grey that hugged the rest of his body.
Stepping back your eyes lurk over every muscle visible underneath, slowly travelling upward until you settled on the prideful smirk he wore, clearly he was finding this more fun then yourself.
“How do I look?”
The urge to shout out every single thought you’ve had about this over the previous past couple of days was thick, full of hunger and lust, he looked impeccable, as cheesy as it was, Frank knew how much you loved Batman, maybe it drove deeper then just adoration for the superhero, maybe something more which he was willing to explore.
“You look so hot, I-“
Frank’s eyebrows rise with curiosity, as if he was trying to drive you up the wall, although the presence of uncomfortableness lingered, the newly welcomed domestic life he began to lead with you was a dream that once appeared distant but now he had it within his grasps.
“Com’ere sweetheart, wanna show you somethin-“
He was soft with his hands, tugging you toward him until you were flush with his spandex-covered body, flush with the growing bulge that even the restrictions of the suit couldn’t hide.
Glancing upward into his eyes, you catch his watchful gaze, almost immediately to soon. You were timid and shy which Frank grew fond of, it was something he held so close to his heart, he couldn’t help but push it.
Your hands crept lower until they skimmed the top of his wide thighs, finger tips grazing the covered skin. Frank sighed, eyes still watching you, allowing your fantasy to take control of the situation.
“What’s it gonna take…Batman?”
A short huff surpassed his open lips, Frank wouldn’t let you know just how quickly he got hard in the suit but this, whatever you had planned, the party can wait, he had you right where he needed you.
“Don’t you think you should keep your hands to yourself?”
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