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miraculous-hotmess · 1 year
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OKAY BUT NO in full honesty... when it comes to how Adrien sees Marinette, the thing he seems to find most endearing, most charming, most funny, most loveable about her is her absolute unhinged cringe and awkwardness. 
And that is like my FAVORITE thing. That’s what makes me giggle and blush the most about them lmao 
The trait that the fanbase sometimes criticizes her for, the trait that she feels self conscious about, the trait that has caused her to often be perceived as awkward, weird, and strange... that’s the trait that Adrien is so captivated by and I cannot tell you how much I just love that ADFJKJFF...how much I love them!!😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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sugarrspice · 1 year
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Good morning! I'm alive, as you may have guessed; writing is slow, still, as I'm picking up both longer days and been placed on a new research project, but I've been getting both my requests ready to be queued up and writing the two long-fics for you all.
For your patience, have a pair of snippets, both from my latest long-fic.
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He plasters on his most charming smile; is just about to steel himself when a sharp hoy! catches his ear. He startles, badly enough to slam his elbow into the wall, and hisses to himself- great first impressions, great first impressions-
“The fuck are you doing here,” snaps the same voice, and Chase glances up into possibly the most vivid green eyes he’s ever seen in his life. His brain stalls for a moment out of sheer mortification. “We’ve got a permit, you can fuck right off if you’re here on trespassing complaints.”
Fortunately for Chase, his mouth has never needed his brain to run.
“Pest control,” he says, cheerfully. “I was told there are- five other pests here, and to catch ‘em before they disappeared back into the walls. Also, I feel like I should be offended, do I look like a cop?”
Dark-and-stormy’s expression grows even more thunderous, which is impressive, because Chase was already sort of wondering if his face had stuck that way after a particularly unfortunate childhood incident. 
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“They never do, if they’re hired in,” says another voice from behind him; Chase startles, nearly knocking the tripod next to him over, and grabs madly for it. 
He bobbles the thing a few times, steadying it. There’s a faint snicker to his side; he maturely ignores them, and turns to look up-
And up, and up. 
Chase isn’t a tall dude. He knows this. He’s average, maybe a bit on the shorter end, but he’s got presence enough to make up for that; it’s all in how you carry yourself, anyways. 
This guy looks like he should be stooping to step in the van. Chase eyeballs him for a moment longer.
“You must get a lot of questions about the weather.”
“All the time,” Jackie says, cheerfully. “We’ve joked that he should get a degree in meteorology.”
“Go big or go home on that student debt,” snipes dark-and-stormy. Which, yikes, Chase can sympathize, university is not getting cheaper, but also reminds him-
“More of you just keep filing in,” he points out, cheerfully, “and I’ll admit, I’ve just been coming up with various very entertaining names to refer to you, but I really think knowing your names would save time for everybody.”
Long-hair-and-petty raises an eyebrow. “Entertaining names.”
It’s not so much a question as a statement, flatter than the soda that- oh, shit, Chase left his soda in the car. Gods damn it all. He wiggles his eyebrows right back.
“Thinkin’ I should’ve named you ratboy, for your impassioned defense of the little guys.”
His expression does several revolutions through what Chase feels safe in identifying as astonishment and lands on a face Chase only sees before someone tries to deck him. He surreptitiously checks the distance between them; he’s got a tripod, he’s fairly sure he can trip the newly christened rat attorney up. 
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spicy-katsuki · 2 years
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Oh holy shit. I am not responsible for my behavior from this point on. Bakugo’s eyes are TOP TIER SEXINESS. His eyes could make a rock fuckable. I said what I said
Pic not mine. I got it from My Hero Academia FB page
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spicedraws · 2 years
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OOC question [OOC = out of character]
are there specific asks witch will never be answered?
like, uh, a question about living humans, will those never be answered
I pretty much try to answer whatever I can! whenever I don't it either means it's a work in progress or I don't know how to answer it. Currently I have a lot of asks that needs to be answered so that's gonna make it a little slow too.
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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.
Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …
- 🍯
Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵‍💫
"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."
With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.
Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.
"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"
As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.
"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.
You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.
"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.
You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.
Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.
"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.
"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.
"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.
"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."
Update: Part 2
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gojo-mochi · 6 months
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Gojo loves your titties, call them his “Girlies.” He had a bad day? He’s resting his face right in the middle of them, one hand squeezing them occasionally as he whines about how mean Nanami or Megumi was to him earlier that day. Can’t keep his hands off of them, in public when you’re walking side by side, his hand on your waist, he would secretly move it up inch by inch until he can get a squeeze in. You lost count of how many times you had to slap his hand away when he tried to do it behind the back of his students or the other teachers. At home, there is no excuse now, whether you’re cooking, relaxing, or doing anything. Gojo is right there behind you, hand on your chest, chin on your shoulder or resting on your head. Talking the day away like his large hand isn’t encompassing your entire boob right now.
If he feeling frisky (which is most of the time, let’s be honest), he would slip his hand under your shirt or if you’re around the house braless, he would teasingly rub and pinch at your nubs until you start to whine. Then because he’s a jerk, he would pull his hands away and walk away like nothing happened until you go to beg him to touch some more. During sex it when he’s the worst about it, now he can’t keep his mouth off of your chest, licking, sucking, and biting at it. Leaving various love marks all around your poor titties, leaving it sore in the morning afterwards. He’ll happily massage the pain away though. Gojo will suck at your nipples like he’s trying to get milk out of it though, no matter how many times you say you can’t, he’ll try anyway, stating that maybe one day it’ll work. 
When he’s fucking you, if he can see your tits bounce, his eyes are fixated on them, stopping to a halt with his cock buried all the way inside of you, stopping just when you were about to reach that peak. Your nails digging in his shoulder as you cried out, wondering why he stopped.  Only for him to lean down and place a wet smack on each of your tits like; “Forgot to give my girlies their kisses~” And just because he’s so nice, he’ll let you return the favor and play with his tiddies as well.
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zivazivc · 6 months
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I saw like two people compliment my fem Casey design and I immediately drew this. The power of tags lol
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sunglassesmish · 1 year
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my life is complete now that he said this. jenmisheel/cockles real
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evermoredeluxe · 2 months
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icespice: W
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golden-afternoon · 1 month
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Yeah I was working on another actual fic but uhhh the 'Nari brainrot took over so uhhh here take me going insane over him and rambling about what comes to my mind. Kay? Kay.
Warnings - nsfw, mating cycle talk from a person who only has google by her side, absolutely not proofread having gone straight from brain to paper, and just know there is a solid chance I'll have more to say about this in the future.
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Tighnari, by his very nature, is a very compartmentalized person. His own problems stay within himself to be dealt with later when he is done and everyone else's needs are already attended to. Always concerned with helping others and keeping things in order, even to the point of staying up into the early hours of the morning, less concerned with himself than those around him. If he’s ever struggling with anything at all, he will do absolutely everything in his power to keep anyone from knowing about it, much less something as personal as this.
In the early months of the year, especially as Lantern Rite nears, Tighnari becomes withdrawn. Quieter, more distant. The Forest Watchers have been talking for forever back and forth swapping theories and rumors in not so hushed tones.
“I heard Master Tighnari lost a family member around this time of year.”
“Really? I heard he just reeeeally hates any kind of festivities especially Lantern Rite because it's so noisy, even when not in Liyue.”
“I dunno, maybe he's just sensitive to the cold?”
Unlike the usual case where he was quick to nip such chatter in the bud and tell off the Rangers for gossiping, he remains entirely silent on the issue, otherwise carrying on as usual. Setting up excursions, documenting his findings, helping and guiding wherever he was needed…
Until he just can't stand it anymore. With hardly a word, save perhaps to Collei to ask her to care for things in his absence, he retreats, hiding himself away in his hut, barricading himself in completely so no nosy Rangers have any reason to loiter around.
He hates it.
He understands it's natural and it's going to happen and blah blah blah, but it was such a nuisance to his life he would give anything to not have to put up with it. The worst of it usually lasts a week or two before he can at least carry some semblance of normalcy and feel willing and able to return to work, but while he's in it, it drives him insane.
Some years it's so bad that he can't even focus on anything other than the absolutely filthy thoughts that plague his mind, his hands shaking so hard he can't even hold a pen long enough to attempt any sort of work. Even like this he just doesn't feel right not being productive especially when he's always running around here and there the rest of the year, why should this be any different?
Head slamming into his desk with a groan, a flush curling up his cheeks and neck. Eventually he has to crack, begrudgingly caring for the needs that grow and grow and grow and become nigh insatiable during his rut.
It starts out almost clinical, looking to just take care of a symptom of an illness almost. Face flushed, lips curled into a deep frown, he sits at his desk, fisting his cock with precision, hoping to get it over with as fast as possible by hitting everything just right.
But no. After dealing with this for years you think he would have known by now that just once isn't enough, yet he still hopes year after year. It only gets worse. Over and over and over again until he's just sore and it hurts. Until he can't keep jerking it lest he make his own skin turn raw. By this point he usually finds himself in his bed, ears flat and face buried into some blankets to muffle the pathetic whimpers that left his lips as he kept grinding his hips into the pillows over and over and over and over, chasing even the slightest modicum of relief.
And most of the time, as annoying as it is, it was completely fine for him to just be stuck imagining some faceless, nameless mate beneath him as he struggled to sate these urges. However, if Tighnari has a bit of a crush… Well, he'd be in for a rude awakening if he hadn't already acknowledged his feelings for you.
I could see poor Tighnari getting almost ill as he realized the cute moans he was imagining sounded a little too much like your voice. Everything freezes for a moment, his stomach lurching both from the realization and the sudden loss of friction when he faltered. He tries so hard to brush it aside, chastising himself for pulling you into his filthy mind right then. But it doesn't stop. Your face, your voice, your skin. Everything. Everything stays in his mind and he cannot stop it. He feels such overwhelming shame about it, but… he does eventually give in and just let whatever fantasies take root, especially since it seems to ease the feelings when he does.
But when he sees you after the worst of it is over and he leaves his hut, guilt grips around his heart and memories of those fantasies rush into his head, leaving him turning on his heel to avoid you at all costs, honestly risking you thinking he hates you with how intensely he's ignoring you.
It's even worse because Tighnari considers hiding in his hut again for even longer as usually he was fine when the worst of it passed, he could resume his duties, but with you around, he could feel his hands shaking, the intense urge to find you wherever you were and pin you down immediately was so strong it scared him a little. Sometimes it caught him off guard too, like he would catch your scent on the breeze and while in his rut, he would genuinely get so horny so fast he's gotten lightheaded, having to catch himself on whatever was nearby so he didn't go crashing down.
If he hated his rut before, the shame of all this made him absolutely loathe it.
Maybe one day you can find a way to make it a liiiiittle more bearable for him ♡
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miraculous-hotmess · 1 year
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headcanoning Marinette to be ADHD and Adrien to be an INFP is really what keeps me going
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sugarrspice · 9 months
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Hm. At nearly 20k, I do believe that Phantom is my longest work, even still as a WIP. I am glad I decided to make this blog, in the end.
That being said: hopefully, chapter 4 will be coming out soon-ish, now that I have some free time- Stardew will follow suit, and as always, prompts are open (and I'll likely reblog a few ask games for that.)
It's good to be semi-back!
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spicy-katsuki · 2 years
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Y’know when Bakugo is feeling left behind and all the self doubts are swarming around him? I feel like Contagious by night riots would be a perfect song for that. Suddenly always chasing after Deku while Deku is standing in the sunlight, always feeling like he is crawling and sprinting to feel the warmth but always too far out of reach.. someone write this 🥺
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musubiki · 9 months
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moments of overflowing desire
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gojo-mochi · 5 months
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Toji likes to roll over in his sleep. Which would be fine itself but it not fine when you’re the one sleeping next to him. He more often than not crushes you with his body weight. Pressing his tiddies on your face as his arm is slung over your side with a snore. His immense body heat quickly warming you up.
You can try to wiggle from out of under him but be careful you might awaken the beast that lives inside his pants. If it not already hard that is, Toji’s hard cock lying against his thigh, was now pressed on to you. And the more you move the more his dick twitches.
If you were feeling bold or maybe a bit vengeful, you could find yourself biting into Toji’s chest while your hand slips into his sweats. Slowly dragging his balls up and squeezing them a little. Collecting his precum and smearing it on his length, your hand almost feels like it burning when you first tried this, the whiff of musk when you opened his sweats almost knocked you out too.
Then finally, after a while of being crushed under this brick house of man, will he open one eye to look down at you. Voice rasping out; “What you doing, pup? Playing games, hmm? My pup so damn needy while I’m trying to sleep…”
He groans like it an annoyance but it quickly turns into a moan when you bite into him again. Like it wasn’t his damn fault you couldn’t sleep tonight.
“Fuck… feisty tonight. Mm, let me retrain you to behave better, pup…”
You’ll get sleep tonight, you’ll get a lot of rest actually. You’ll just won’t be able to walk for awhile afterwards.
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monzaaasharl · 3 months
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Who Do You Think You Are?
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Pairings:: F1 drivers x Female driver! Reader, Christian Horner x Daughter! Reader, Geri Halliwell x Daughter! Reader
Summary:: Y/n Horner is officially announced as a 2024 f1 driver
Author note:: This is set during July 2023 just so the time frame makes sense
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Here it was.
This is all she had ever worked for. And now she had it. Becoming a Formula One driver was all she ever dreamed of, and now that it became true she didn't know how to act.
She knew it wouldn't be easy, hell, everyone around her knew that. Especially her parents, Redbull Racing Team Principal Christian Horner and 90s Popstar Geri Halliwell. They knew better than anyone that Y/n becoming an F1 driver would spark controversy, but that's exactly why they didn't hold her back.
Y/n's parents wanted her to have everything she ever wanted. And if helping her with her journey into motorsports was what she wanted, they would do anything in their power to make it easier for her.
Contrary to popular belief her father wasn't as involved with her career as many people thought. I mean of course he gave her advice that the other drivers in F4, F3 and F2 wouldn't get, but they would just have to find it out for themselves. The main part Christian played in her motorsports career was being the person to introduce it to her, and get her her first ever go-kart.
They always tried to keep their father-daughter relationship away from the world of motorsport, because as Christian knew, and y/n would later find out, the media can destroy relationships with information that isn't even true.
Y/n practically grew up at the race track. She was always begging her mother to let her go karting after school and Geri almost always let her with the conditions that she had to do all her homework, and if it wasn't done she couldn't go until it was.
It was almost inevitable that Y/n became a driver, she was meeting new drivers every time she came to a race with her parents. And they could all tell that the way she spoke about karting and her dreams, she was going to go far.
The moment Y/n got off the phone with the Team Principal from Porsche she sprinted down the stairs of her childhood home, as she was staying with her parents at the time, and ran to find her parents.
"Spider in your room or something?" Her father teased, knowing her fear of spiders.
"Much better than that" Trying to hide the smile on her face, however it was growing bigger by the second.
"Go on then, what's happened?" Her mother asked her, confused by her behaviour.
"I'M GONNA BE A FORMULA ONE DRIVER FOR PORSCHE NEXT YEAR" She exclaimed at insane volume.
"Oh my goodness, sweetheart, I'm so proud of you" There were tears forming in Geri's eyes as she spoke. "Come here", she widened her arm's for Y/n.
"That's definitely not what I thought you were about to say", Christian joked, and joined in the group hug.
They all took a few moments to comprehend what was going on. As soon as they let go from their hug Christian spoke up.
"I'm sure you'll be good competition"
"I hope so", Y/n joked. "I'm so excited" She squealed, "but I'm also terrified"
Geri laughed at her statement, Y/n always had conflicting emotions. "I'm sure you'll be brilliant, my love" She reassured her daughter, "Who's your teammate going to be?"
"Mick Schumacher" She replied, "I mean, he's been in F1 before, what if he's much better than I am?"
"Nonsense", Christian answered, "They wouldn't have signed you if they didn't think you would good enough." He tried to soothe her worries, it always upset him when she would second guess herself, she was his baby girl, and he wanted whatever was best for her. "You're going to be fantastic, and I know that"
Y/n hugged her father tightly, she knew her parents would always be her biggest fans. "Thank you, Dad"
"So, how long have you been keeping your signing a secret?" He pondered.
"Since September last year...", She quietly admitted.
"That long?"
"Well, it wasn't certain until about 15 minutes ago" She admitted, "They want me to go sign the papers next week"
"My little girl is all grown up", Geri spoke up.
Herself and her father laughed and rolled their eyes.
After a few conversations, and a few more tears, mostly from Geri's eyes, but Y/n could've sworn she saw Christian's eyes become glossy at one point, Y/n went to her bedroom and decided to pack her suitcase, to go back to her own home and then to Germany to officially sign her contract.
It was now 6th July 2023 and Y/n was about to sign her contract.
"Are you ready, Miss?"
"I suppose so"
She didn't even have enough time to take in all her surroundings, the pen was in and out of her hand in seconds.
"You are officially a Formula One driver for Porsche now, congratulations" The team principal of the team said whilst they shared a handshake after her signing.
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This was it.
It was now official.
This is Y/n Horner, and this was her story.
...Introducing Speedy Spice...
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