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sootrootdoot · 1 month
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old old comic .srry for no post lately super busy ❤️♥️
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 1 year
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Have the fairy brothers ever played a prank on each other? How did it go?
(Adore your art so much, they are so hecking adorable!!)
(thank you!)
Ohhh most definitely. Like any siblings do, they like to mess with each other with a little harmless fun. They've pulled a great number of pranks on each other, from old classics to getting a tad creative.
Moon once put a liiiiiittle bit of chili pepper in Sun's food, just enough to give it a good kick but not too much for it to hurt Sun.
And Sun once set up a trap (he's skilled at setting traps btw) for Moon to get caught in.
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kiruamon · 3 months
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Sun and Moon - regular cats
Moon is up for some mischief. And Sun is a very fluffy boy. Or just me trying to draw them as regular cats this time.
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pranksteranon · 5 days
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The gang as Murder Drones doodles, I guess
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amore-amari · 1 year
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Local wolf underestimates just how strong his tiny fox girlfriend is. He's pleasantly surprised, but also knows she is stupidly ticklish and will soon have his revenge. This is my arctic fox Amari, Allyra. She's a positively hyperactive bundle of trouble even Donovan is having trouble keeping up with, but she's also sweet as can be. I hope to write some fluff for these two soon, they're perfect idiots together.
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kaleidoscopek9 · 1 year
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NAH YOU LITTLE SIMPS GOING AFTER PUNK MOON?? NAH IM GOING FULL SPEED FOR PUNK SUN AWOOGA I WANNA MARRY HIM LIKE>>>>>>>>>
HELL YEAH YOU GO GET YOUR MAN 🌞
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demonlychee · 1 year
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I present youu- a vid of myyy KING ECLIPSE AU [btw sorry for the shitty quality my phone is broken as fu- just like me :,) ]
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frecklystars · 2 years
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goshhh i love princess celestia sooo much 🥰🥰 she is so beautiful and kind!! and when her subjects are a little high strung and nervous around her bc she’s royalty, she’ll playfully tease them to make them relax. i think that’s my favorite part abt her!! she is nurturing and loving but she’s also approachable at the same time
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pardiselost · 2 months
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@obedientmade said: ❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜ (Jax. c:)
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oh ? does he ever really need something to say when it comes to talking to the puppet ? maybe not . who knows what the rabbit is thinking of when he is bored out of his mind . anyone that has nothing better to do can simply, oh i dont know , try to start a little mayhem ! he keeps his arms behind his back as he tilts his head in thought . that little shit grin smile that he has on his face as he stares at the puppet .
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❝ what me ? never . im just here to give you little something something ! ❞ a little something something was always never good when it came from jax's mouth. of course it might have been a LITTLE too late for the puppet as he pulled out a bowling ball - that shit eating grin getting a little wider as he put his arm back with said bowling ball in hand.
the purple rabbit lets his arm go forward dropping the bowling ball as it hits the puppet deadass center, watching him go in the air before coming down to the ground. mission accomplished. for some reason though the sounds of this could be heard when he was strike down, causing the rabbit to let out a laugh. oh it was good to mess around with that one. truly it was.
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lua-magic · 5 months
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Seventh house sign and what you attract in your life
Here, I am mentioning about the sign in which your seventh house falls, and not the planets.
Planets I will discuss in my later blog.
Seventh house Aries.
You will attract partner who has martian qualities.
Could be short tempered and ready to fight, now if you have planets here, like malefic planets then it shows frequent fights with partner, but if you have benefic here, then effect would be reduced.
Mars not alway represents fight, but good Mars represents safety, security and possesive and protection.
So, partner could be possessive and make you feel safe and secure as well as well.
Seventh house in Taurus.
Your spouse will have all the qualities of Venus, self love, self care, obsessed with beauty and food, shopholics, love to dress and groom.
Taurus is also quite logical sign and agressive as well, so partner would be logical and aggressive and flirtatious as well.
Seventh house in Gemini.
Partner will have all the qualities of Mercury like communication, skilled, looks quite young, child like, playful and big prankster and sarcastic.
Mercury is asexual so spouses could be detached sexually.
Seventh house in cancer.
Spouse would be emotional, and could cry easily, and you have to communicate with him/her emotionally.
Spouse could also have all mother like emotions, and probably think you as their kid more than spouse.
Seventh house in Leo.
Baundaries, baundaries and baundaries.
Remember my seventh house Leo ladies and gentlemen never cross your baundaries because you are dealing here with king .
So maintain your baundaries.
Spouse could think highly about themselves, and their ego could get hurt fast. They respect and love themselves alot
Seventh house in Virgo.
Love to analyse you and judge you.
They take out all the mistakes in you and constantly find faults and do lot of nitpicking.
Here, you need to draw clear baundaries and tell them what is acceptable and what is not
Seventh house in Libra.
Loves to communicate, all friends like character, quite libral and fun loving character and balanced emotionaly.
You both will be like ☯️ yin and yang.
Seventh house in Scorpio
You will spouse who struggled alot in their past and has lot of past life emotions and traumas stored.
You must support them emotionally.
Scorpio is also sign of secrets and occult, so your partner could be secretive and even into occult.
Seventh house in sagg.
You guys will attract spouse who are like teacher and counselor to you, they would love to advise you and correct you.
Quite Frank and upfront about your mistakes and help you to make long terms plans for you .
Seventh house in Capricorn.
Native attracts partner who are workholic, logical and give importance to work life
Native could also marry their colleagues or meet their partner in work.
Seventh house in Aquarius.
Native attracts partner with large friends Group and are quite popular in their friends, partner is ambitious and probably could have large fan bas on social media.
Seventh house in piesces.
Native attracts soulmate from their past life
They could dream of their soulmate alot before or after meeting them.
Especially, if women has their Jupiter or seventh lord and man has Venus or seventh lord in piesces then it is mostly past life connection.
Mercury in seventh house gives native karmic connections, and native stays friends with their ex as well.
They usually marry their friends and and have very friendly relationship with their partners.
Venus in seventh house gives native connections who are quite fast to move on after break-up, as Venus is fast moving planet. Venus here gives partner who loves to spend money as well and are flirty in nature..
Mars here creates fight in relationship, untill and unless you marry partner who has exalted Mars
Mars seventh house natives should look for people whose Mars is exalted, then only it will be an energy match.
Sun in Libra, could create marital problems and ego clash, such natives are advised to be more grounded in relationship.
Jupiter here, gives spiritual partner, and also restricts sexual life pleasure.
Saturn in Libra people go for long term relationship, as Saturn is exalted here.
Moon here again gives multiple partners and relationship and cause dissatisfaction from their own partner.
South node creates first obsession with marriage and at later stage native becomes detached to marital life .
North node gives multiple relationship, and high sexual desires, hence, native should be careful of heartbreaks.
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It’s Pride 2023! Time to put up some more comic recs!
This time I’ve put together some stories about discovering one’s own queer identity, outlining a family history of queerness, and several stories where being queer isn’t the focus - queer characters are simply allowed to be.
Belle of the Ball By Mari Costa
High-school senior and notorious wallflower Hawkins finally works up the courage to remove her mascot mask and ask out her longtime crush: Regina Moreno, head cheerleader, academic overachiever, and all-around popular girl. There’s only one teensy little problem: Regina is already dating Chloe Kitagawa, athletic all-star…and middling English student. Regina sees a perfectly self-serving opportunity here, and asks the smitten Hawkins to tutor Chloe free of charge, knowing Hawkins will do anything to get closer to her. And while Regina’s plan works at first, she doesn’t realize that Hawkins and Chloe knew each other as kids, when Hawkins went by Belle and wore princess dresses to school every single day. Before long, romance does start to blossom…but not between who you might expect. With Belle of the Ball, cartoonist Mariana Costa has reinvigorated satisfying, reliable tropes into your new favorite teen romantic comedy.
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The Moth Keeper By Kay O’Neill
Anya is finally a Moth Keeper, the protector of the lunar moths that allow the Night-Lily flower to bloom once a year. Her village needs the flower to continue thriving and Anya is excited to prove her worth and show her thanks to her friends with her actions, but what happens when being a Moth Keeper isn't exactly what Anya thought it would be? The nights are cold in the desert and the lunar moths live far from the village. Anya finds herself isolated and lonely. Despite Anya's dedication, she wonders what it would be like to live in the sun. Her thoughts turn into an obsession, and when Anya takes a chance to stay up during the day to feel the sun's warmth, her village and the lunar moths are left to deal with the consequences.
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Hollow By Shannon Watters, Branden Boyer-White & Berenice Nelle
Isabel "Izzy" Crane and her family have just relocated to Sleepy Hollow, the town made famous by—and obsessed with—Washington Irving's legend of the Headless Horseman. But city slicker-skeptic Izzy has no time for superstition as she navigates life at a new address, a new school, and, with any luck, with new friends. Ghost stories aren't real, after all.... Then Izzy is pulled into the orbit of the town's teen royalty, Vicky Van Tassel (yes, that Van Tassel) and loveable varsity-level prankster Croc Byun. Vicky's weariness with her family connection to the legend turns to terror when the trio begins to be haunted by the Horseman himself, uncovering a curse set on destroying the Van Tassel line. Now, they have only until Halloween night to break it—meaning it's a totally inconvenient time for Izzy to develop a massive crush on the enigmatic Vicky. Can Izzy's practical nature help her face the unknown—or only trip her up? As the calendar runs down to the 31st, Izzy will have to use all of her wits and work with her new friends to save Vicky and uncover the mystery of the legendary Horseman of Sleepy Hollow—before it's too late. 
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Until I Meet my Husband By Ryousuke Nanasaki & Yoshi Tsukizuki
The memoir of gay activist Ryousuke Nanasaki and the first religiously recognized same-sex marriage in Japan. From school crushes to awkward dating sites to finding a community, this collection of stories recounts the author’s “firsts” as a young gay man searching for love. Dating is never ever easy, but that goes doubly so for Ryousuke, whose journey is full of unrequited loves and many speed bumps. But perseverance and time heals all wounds, even those of the heart.
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Is Love the Answer? By Uta Isaki
When it comes to love, high schooler Chika wonders if she might be an alien. She’s never fallen for or even had a crush on anyone, and she has no desire for physical intimacy. Her friends tell her that she just "hasn't met the one yet," but Chika has doubts... It's only when Chika enters college and meets peers like herself that she realizes there’s a word for what she feels inside--asexual--and she’s not the only one. After years of wondering if love was the answer, Chika realizes that the answer she long sought may not exist at all--and that that's perfectly normal.
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M Is for Monster By Talia Dutton
When Doctor Frances Ai's younger sister Maura died in a tragic accident six months ago, Frances swore she would bring her back to life. However, the creature that rises from the slab is clearly not Maura. This girl, who chooses the name "M," doesn't remember anything about Maura's life and just wants to be her own person. However, Frances expects M to pursue the same path that Maura had been on—applying to college to become a scientist—and continue the plans she and Maura shared. Hoping to trigger Maura's memories, Frances surrounds M with the trappings of Maura's past, but M wants nothing to do with Frances' attempts to change her into something she's not. In order to face the future, both Frances and M need to learn to listen and let go of Maura once and for all. Talia Dutton's debut graphic novel, M Is for Monster, takes a hard look at what it means to live up to other people's expectations—as well as our own.
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Golden Sparkle By Minta Suzumaru
Himaru Uehara’s first year of high school is off to a good start, minus one problem—he keeps having wet dreams. With only his mom and sister at home—and having skipped health class in middle school—he thinks it means there’s something wrong with him. Thankfully, a new friend has just the remedy and teaches Himaru exactly how to deal with those pesky dreams! But his solution only leads to more confusion, and the two find themselves navigating feelings they’ve never felt before.
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Thieves By Lucie Bryon
Ella can’t seem to remember a single thing from the party the night before at a mysterious stranger’s mansion, and she sure as heck doesn’t know why she’s woken up in her bed surrounded by a magpie’s nest of objects that aren’t her own. And she can’t stop thinking about her huge crush on Madeleine, who she definitely can’t tell about her sudden penchant for kleptomania… But does Maddy have secrets of her own? Can they piece together that night between them and fix the mess of their chaotic personal lives in time to form a normal, teenage relationship? That would be nice.
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Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic By Alison Bechdel
Meet Alison's father, a historic preservation expert and obsessive restorer of the family's Victorian home, a third-generation funeral home director, a high school English teacher, an icily distant parent, and a closeted homosexual who, as it turns out, is involved with his male students and a family babysitter. Through narrative that is alternately heartbreaking and fiercely funny, we are drawn into a daughter's complex yearning for her father. And yet, apart from assigned stints dusting caskets at the family-owned "fun home," as Alison and her brothers call it, the relationship achieves its most intimate expression through the shared code of books. When Alison comes out as homosexual herself in late adolescense, the denouement is swift, graphic -- and redemptive.
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She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat By Sakaomi Yuzaki
Cooking is how Nomoto de-stresses, but one day, she finds herself making way more than she can eat by herself. And so, she invites her neighbor Kasuga, who also lives alone. What will come out of this impromptu dinner invitation...?
Kasuga and Nomoto promised to spend their Christmas and New Year’s together. Now, they find themselves learning more about each other’s families through the food sent by Nomoto’s mother. Cute character bento, salmon and rice, stollen, fruit sandwiches, roast beef…Nomoto and Kasuga warm up to each other over a cheerful holiday season.  
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angel-of-the-moons · 7 months
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can you do some bratty reader x johnny cage :33 need him so bad 😭
HELLS YEA I CAN
(Also because it wasn't specified which Johnny, I'm gonna go with MK1 because the things I would do to with this man--)
Bad Kitten
Johnny Cage x Bratty!Fem!Reader
TW/CW: NSFW, SMUT, bratty!reader, bit of a dom!Johnny (but not much), pool sex, teasing, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, dirty talk
MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME
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Being Johnny Cage's girlfriend had its perks.
Living in Malibu in his gorgeous mansion was one of them. As well as having a bomb ass pool that went all the way inside the house, too.
It was no biggie to pop in for a swim whenever you wanted to engage in your "fish instinct brain" that Johnny called it. In fact, when Johnny couldn't get a hold of you while he was on set, or you weren't answering he knew he could find you floating in the pool, one of your favorite shows playing on the TV nearby as you lazily kicked your feet about in the water.
You were a bombshell, a true prize, Johnny would tell everyone.
But the one thing that confounded him the most, was your bratty and playful personality. You were a smartass, a bit of a prankster, and a maddening tease.
An intoxicating cocktail that he couldn't resist (and found stupidly sexy).
But sometimes... You needed some reminding as to who you were playing with. And right now was one of those times.
He crossed his arms as he looked down at you, his shoes just inches from the edge of the pool, his expensive silk shirt wet and damp from where you splashed him, soles squeaking on the expensive tile.
"C'mon, Kitten..." He said, crossing his arms over his chest, frowning down at you, a bite to his tone.
"Because of you, I have to go change now. We're gonna miss our reservations."
"So?" You grin up at him, doing a lazy backstroke, thrusting your chest up out of the water so your breasts were on display, your bikini top leaving little to the imagination.
You could see his Adams apple bob in his throat as he licked his lips. You couldn't see his glasses behind his shades, but you knew damn well what he was looking at.
"Baby, c'mon..." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Nah. Fish brain demands water." You laugh, kicking your foot out and splashing water onto his shoes, causing him to step back with a sputter.
Somewhere along that time, Johnny slipped on the water you'd splashed earlier, landing flat on his ass and sending his glasses skittering across the floor.
"All right, that's it!" Johnny growled, moving to get back on his feet.
"You are in for--" He was cut off when your bikini top came flying at him and hit him square in the face.
His mouth dropped open when he looked at you, the setting sun casting fiery colors on the water, reflecting up onto the walls in a mystical array of patterns, the light of the sunset illuminating around you as you spun in the water, a cheeky grin on your face as your breasts freely bobbed in the water.
"In for what, baby?" You purr, sticking your tongue out at him. "Gotta catch me if you wanna get your point across..."
Johnny gave you a grin that sent a thrill down your spine, and he started pulling his clothes off.
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"I'm soo-oo-rrr-rrryyy!" You whimpered, squirming to get free from his relentless grasp.
"Nope. Nuh-uh." Johnny said casually, as he rolled and pinched your clit between his thumb and forefinger. Your bikini bottoms had long since been untied, floating somewhere in the pool.
He had been at it for nearly an hour and a half. Your bodies were already pruning, but that didn't stop him.
"You got my floor wet, Kitten." Johnny sighed in your ear as he gave you another pinch, his other arm wrapped firmly around your waist, keeping your back pinned to his front.
"Got my clothes wet, made us miss our dinner reservation..." He rolled your clit beneath his water-wrinkled thumb.
"Made me drop my glasses, too. If those lenses are scratched... Well." He grinned into the skin of your shoulder.
"This is what happens to bad pussies, you know. You gotta learn your actions have consequences, babe."
You groaned at his crude metaphor, and made a shaky moan. Your throat was dry and scratchy, your tongue feeling like sandpaper from your whining, squealing, and moaning you'd done since he started this torture.
You felt the flames of your orgasm, so close to completely engulfing you, and you felt your heart speed up again at the promise of release.
But Johnny? Oh, he knew your body like that back of his hand, by now.
He knew how to read you the way a blind man reads a book written in braille; and he was always eager to study when it came to you.
And that, is precisely why he stopped, merely tapping his finger on your engorged clit, sighing as you thrashed, a needy sob coming from you as water splashed around you, your legs kicking weakly in protest.
"Johnny!" You cried, tears burning in the corners of your eyes.
"Mmm?" He hummed innocently, still tapping your clit in a way that was just pure torture, each point of contact sending lightning bolts striking up through you.
You could feel the hardness of his cock was pressed firmly against your ass, yet Johnny seemed perfectly content to ignore it in favor of driving you to the brink of insanity with just his fingers.
"God--just--fucking--" You cry, throwing your head back.
"Hey, now, keep talking like that and I'm gonna make sure you never get off." Johnny grinned at you, kissing your cheek.
"Johnny, I'm sorry--" You hiccuped pathetically. "Just please!"
"Please what, baby?" He cooed.
"Fu--please. Please please pleasepleaseplease let me cum."
"Aaaaaand?" He chuckled, swiping at your clit again.
"I'm sorry I got you wet!" You sobbed. "Ah-and--and made us miss d-dinner!"
"That's my girl! Knew you could do it!" He encouraged with a kiss to your shoulder.
When he pulled his hand away from your, you whined, thinking that he was messing with you and wouldn't give you the relief he had been teasing you with and yanking out of your fingers.
But when he spun you around and started to grind his cock against your folds in the water? You felt your mind get foggy with the promise of having his cock fuck you into oblivion.
"Been wanting to fuck you in the pool for a while." He grunted as you blindly reached down to line him up, sinking down so the tip of his cock popped into your aching hole.
Johnny tipped his head back with a deep groan that rumbled in his chest as you speared yourself down, nails biting into the wet skin of his shoulders, sliding down to leave deep red grooves in the skin.
"Goddamn, Kitten. You're so tight."
"Ah, god--fuck." You whine, desperately trying to get into a rhythm that you could settle into.
But it was hard. The slickness of the water made it difficult; awkward and hard to find purchase. You were getting frustrated now, and made an angry whine.
Johnny chuckled tightly and took pity on you, his feet planting on the tiles of the pool below (thankfully you were on the shallow end, right now) as he grabbed your hips.
He used the water to help him move you as he arched his back, thrusting up into you with vigor.
You squealed and doubled over as he rammed himself in mercilessly.
When he tipped his hips up in a certain way, your mind went blank with the white-hot pleasure that sparked in your blood. The flames of your orgasm that Johnny had been edging from you finally combusted, engulfing you in the choking flames with a frayed wail; your muscles clamping down on his cock as you wrapped your arms around his neck, sniffling from the overstimulation as he continued to slam up into you, his arms caging you against his chest.
"Fuck, so good for me, baby." He hissed through clenched teeth.
"Doing so. Fucking. Good." He grunted, punctuating each word with a harsh snap of his hips.
"Johhhnnnnyyyyy..." You mewled as his dick dragged in and out of your gummy walls.
"Fuck!" He rolled his eyes back with a deep moan, swallowing hard.
He knew he was going to cum soon, he never lasted long when you were this worked up and tight.
But damn, was it fun to work you up.
Johnny made a whimper in your ear before taking the lobe between his teeth, biting down as his orgasm started to crest.
He had the mental acuity enough to pull out before he started to cum, milky white ropes spurting out of his swollen and achy tip, lazily wafting about in the waves that splashed around the two of you.
You both almost collapsed, letting the push and pull of the water ease your muscles.
"...Im thinking we should order out tonight." Johnny grinned at you.
"Up for some Chinese?"
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Astarion Fic Masterlist Under Cut!
Bold italics = nsfw Normal lettering = sfw
Original Ideas/Headcanons
Soft Astarion Jealousy Part 1 and Part 2
Astarion Happy Ending Part 1 and Part 2
Ascended Astarion Headcanons
Kidnapped Astarion
Past Astarion Meets the Present
Ascended Astarion Manipulation
Ask Fics
Mirror Mirror
Actually Remembering Your Vampire BF needs protection from the Sun
Astarion & Scratch: Compromising for Tav Affection
Astarion Teaching You How to Sew
Artist Tav and Subject Astarion
Not Interested in Sex Tav and Clueless Astarion
Ascended Astarion & Tav wandering away at a ball
Astarion Child Panic
Astarion Calming down Druid Tav
Chill Tav and Slightly Pissed Astarion (Blood related pissiness)
Bard Tav Singing Astarion to Sleep
Prankster Astarion who is Happy to Make Everyone Briefly Uncomfrotable
Ascended Astarion Honeymoon
Cuddly Tav and Whipped Astarion
Astarion Meeting the Family
Hot Powerful Man blowing Smoke into your Mouth, more at 11
A Night All About Him
Lady Ancunin
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marishoodie7 · 7 months
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Hey! Don’t know if requesting is open but could i request a smut with Ethan Landry where the reader is super innocent and Ethan is her best friend. The reader accidentally slips how she is attracted to ghost face during one of their late night phone calls. Ethan is ghostface in this still btw. Then he calls her as ghostface one night and does a guided masturbation with her, like telling her what to do. But then accidentally turns his voice modulator off and she finds out he is ghostface?
a/n: this is SUCH a good request! Sorry it took me a while to answer :( I’ve been pretty busy lmao. Phone sex is smthn I’ve been wanting to write for a while 🤍 Ghostface!ethan holds a special place in my heart tbh
Ghostface!Ethan x Innocent!Reader
Warnings: phone sex, masturbation, dubcon!
╰┈➤here we go!
“So if he’s not your type, then who is?” Ethan asked with a smirk.
You had been paired up with some guy in your Econ class, who had been hitting on you. Ethan, your best friend, flanked you outside to question you about him.
You laughed, “Well, I guess I like guys will low voices. Oh, and I want them to like horror movies just as much as I do,”
Ethan raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Sounds like your describing that Ghostface guy to me,” he joked, and you playfully hit his shoulder as you two sat down on the grass under a tree.
“Come on Eth, don’t joke like that. That Ghostface freak already killed my film professor,” You deadpanned, Ethan’s face was still wearing a sly smile.
“You never answered my question,” he smirked, and laid down under the sun, crossing his legs and folding his arms under his head.
“Well,” you sighed, unsure whether or not to confess to him. You two were best friends, so you did trust him. Ultimately you gave in, “I guess so,”
“I knew it!” Ethan gasped.
“Wait, wait a second!” You cut in, “I always thought Ghostfaces voice in the movie was kinda hot…sexy, you know?”
“Alright,” Ethan shrugged, still not buying your cover up. You stayed under the tree with Ethan for a few more minutes, talking about anything, until you saw Anika run up. You two were going to eat lunch together, so you waved bye to Ethan and went the rest of the day without seeing him, which was strange, but you didn’t think much of it.
~ Anika had left to go on a date with Mindy, leaving you alone in your dorm to finish up homework. A few moments later your phone began to vibrate on your desk next to you. You checked the screen. No caller ID. You hesitated a second before answering, remembering Tara’s motto of living in the wild side. It would be funny if you pranked a scammer and told the story to your friends the next day.
“Hello?” You asked when you were met with silence from the other end. You heard what you thought sounded like heavy breathing before a high squeal echoed in the background. It sounded like a machine being turned on.
“Hello, y/n,” An unmistakable voice said from the other end. You scoffed. Of course Ethan would disappear for the rest of the day only to mess with her later. Him and Chad were probably laughed at you over your confession from earlier.
“Hey Ethan, I know you think your funny, but I’m really not laughing,” You said dryly.
“Oh, I assure you no one’s going to be laughing,” The voice said dangerously from the other end, as if he was hinting at a big surprise.
“I know you and Chad are having fun over your little joke,” You were a little hurt over Ethan exploiting what you said in private.
“I know what you think of me y/n, I’m very flattered,” The voice said sarcastically.
“Cut the shit Ethan!” You exclaimed. You were getting a little sick of this. It was a calm night until he called, the last thing on your mind was finishing your homework, but at this point you really just wanted to get back to it.
“This isn’t Ethan!” The voice snapped at her, outraged. Your lips parted and you struggled to form words. The voice wasn’t just a nameless prankster, it was cold blooded murderer and for all you knew, you could be next on the victim list.
“Well then who is this?” You managed, a pit growing in your stomach.
“If you're lucky you’ll find out,” he answered ambiguously.
“Are- Are you going to kill me?” It took your all of your courage to ask, and you were immediately regretting the answer.
“Maybe. I’ll just have to see how willing you are to do what I ask,” He replied menacingly.
“And what do you want me to do?”
“Strip,” He said plainly.
You sat in your chair, dumbfounded at the request. There was no way you had heard correctly.
“Tell me y/n, have you ever seen Stab?” Ghostface asked.
“I don’t see what that has to do with anything,” Your voice waivers.
“If you’ll remember correctly, in the opening scene Casey Becker finds her boyfriend split open on her front porch. You’ll do what I ask if you don’t want your roommate to find you gutted like a fish,” His voice crescendoed from a conversational tone to a threatening one, and it terrified you.
“Now move your hands down to your pants, and stand up, face the window so I can see you,” Ghostface continued. You silently stood up and took your jeans off, slipping your hands down your panties.
You could hear what sounded like rustling clothes from the other end, “Is this good?” Your voice cracked.
“Perfect,” Ghostface purred in a raspy voice. You could feel yourself getting wet, “You can touch yourself now,” He permitted.
You slid a finger through your wetness, and let a shallow gasp escape. You moved your thumb towards your clit and rubbed your heat.
“That’s it,” He gasped, “Slip a finger in now,” His voice shook, and you could assume he was teasing himself while watching you.
You hesitated, it was a small movement, but he caught on.
“What’s the matter?” The voice asked, “I told you what to do,”
“It’s just-“ you began, “I’ve never really done anything like that before,” You confessed.
“If you value your life you’ll do it,” The voice pushed, and fear bubbles inside you again, but in some strange way it also fueled your movements. Your finger slid through your wet folds and slowly started moving.
You couldn’t help but let a few soft moans slip loose.
“That’s right, touching yourself for me,” Ghostface gasped, voice strained.
“Are you- are you doing it too?” You dared, testing the waters of this strange encounter.
“Fuck- yes,” He groaned huskily.
You dipped your finger in farther and sped your motions up, adding another when you heard his praise. You crooked your finger and continued until you felt a hot feeling travel into you.
Ghostafaces moans continued, fueled by your own sounds of pleasure. You felt yourself nearing your orgasm, if you weren’t busy paying attention to Ghostface, you would have missed a soft click.
“You look so good coming undone for me,” Ghostface said, although it didn’t sound like him. Your eyes rolled up in your head as you recognized the source, which was none other than Ethan. With that realization you immediately tipped over the edge and felt yourself come all over your hand.
Ethan let out a last groan, then a few more breathy whines, indicating that he had probably mimicked your actions.
“Ethan?” You murmured as you gasped for breath. You heard a startled sound, then silence. He had hung up. Your head spun as you tried to rationalize what had just happened. It could be Ethan, could it? There was no way he was capable of something like that
You heard a knock at your door, and jumped back. You frantically grabbed your jeans and pulled them up, peeking through the peep hole. From the other side you could see none other than Ethan Landrys nervous face, waiting at your doorstep.
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a/n: I did not expect this to turn into a series, but with that said, STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO!! 🤍
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pranksteranon · 2 months
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OCs without trauma cuz why not
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Andrew if his mother never died; a painter!
June if his parents never had to pick a favorite child; a mountaineer, like he wanted to be as a kid.
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Glen if his parents never died in an office fire; a famous pianist.
SunStone lived a happy life, he literally has no trauma
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itsabouttimex2 · 2 months
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Hi, I was wondering if you could do platonic yandere monkiefam and bull demonfam with a younger sibling/child that is blind but can sense vibrations, like toph from Atla
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Monkiefam with a blind Y/N
Out of all three of them, MK struggles the most with your blindness. He means well, he really does! You didn’t grow up with the ability to sense vibrations and interpret them- you had to learn. And sometimes he thinks back to the days before you did, comforting you in his arms after a nasty spill brought on by a rearranged environment. He thinks back to getting into fistfights with bullies and pranksters, how he would see red each time someone would snatch things away from you or knock you over- and he remembers the feeling of teaching them to keep their hands off of you.
“I’m not trying to baby you,” MK loudly insists as you struggle in his grip. “But you need to take this with you if you’re going so far out!”
The two of you continue to struggle against one another as your older brother tries in vain to pin a tracking device to your backpack, notably holding back so he doesn’t hurt you. “C’mon, please?! Just let me put it on already!” MK lessens the force he’s exerting on you, deciding to try and barter instead. “You don’t even have to keep it on! Just for today, Y/N!”
Predictably, his attempts at diplomacy fail and you’re left to wrestle even more fervently in his grip, trying your absolute hardest to writhe free.
And then something slips under your shirt- a fluffy, prehensile tail that writhes against your ribs and leaves you in a giggling fit, MK free to stuff the tracker somewhere deep inside your bag. “Monkey King! Knock it off,” you wail out, fighting against his playful assault. “Stop!”
“Nope! Hate to be a joykill, bud- but I agree with MK. You’re taking the tracker if you wanna head out to that new cafe. Honestly, I don’t see why you wanna go at all when I could just whip something up with my-“
“I am not eating hair! Now get your tail off me!”
It’s incredibly frustrating, the way they treat you. It’s not quite to the point that you’d say they’re infantilizing you with their actions, but it can come very close.
MK’s babying is mostly tolerable, given that it comes from a lifetime of watching over you before you learned to sense vibrations and find your way around. He was there for you at your absolute lowest, and he’s not gonna forget all the people that messed with you because you looked like an easy target. Still, as you grow older his actions feel less ‘protective’ and more ‘stifling’.
Sun Wukong is far, far more irritating. You’re just too easy to scoop up! He can sneak up behind you on his cloud and sweep you into his arms and keep you there for hours on end as you struggle and kick, futilely trying to escape his furry grip. No vibrations can travel through the misty mounds of his nimbus mount, leaving you well and truly helpless in his arms.
The Great Sage’s intention isn’t to make you feel weak or vulnerable, but he certainly won’t raise a fuss as you squirm into his lap so you can at least feel the vibrations that race through his body with each breath he takes- it’s something, at least. Wukong twists around a little to accommodate your body, letting your head rest again this chest, listening to his thrumming heartbeat. The outline of his body flashes in your eyes, something to ground and settle you.
“Dad’s gotcha, bud/hun… I’ve gotcha…”
As for your other ‘dad’, Macaque mostly watches you from afar when you’re with Wukong and MK. He prefers to step in when he has the chance to have you all to himself, springing umbral portals underneath your feet, the shadowy pit dropping you from the ceiling and into his arms with a smug: “Hey kiddo-going somewhere?”
And before you can yell at him for springing this nonsense with you again, you pause, because… hey, why not use a chance when you’ve got it?
“Dad,” you start, forcing the awkward word off your tongue. Already, the sable simian perks up, his ego stroked at your acknowledgement of the role he wishes to take. “I’m heading to a café. You want me to bring you something back?”
Macaque traces a clawed finger across the bottom of your face, curving up in a semi-circle motion: cheek to chin to cheek. His way of telling you: ‘I’m smiling’. Softly, his palm comes to cup your cheek.
“I’ll take you there myself, kiddo.”
It’s not that he’s a better person than MK or Sun Wukong. In fact, he’s a lot worse. He was a vindictive, egotistical villain not too long ago. You think of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, smashed to pieces, it’s residents displaced and it’s people injured. Men. Women. Children. Each of them, innocent. Mere collateral damage to the simian.
He’s displayed no remorse or regret for his actions. The only thing he’s felt shame for is his long-ago submissiveness to his sworn brothers.
He’s not a good person. Not in the slightest.
But he’ll try to be one. If only for your sake.
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Bullfam with a blind Y/N
It’s easy to feel out of place here. Your parents and brother are demon warriors, powerful celestials, prideful members of their esteemed and feared clan. Your vibration technique is nothing short of impressive, if not outright groundbreaking, but it hardly holds to the level your kin can reach.
It doesn’t help that you are rarely given the opportunity to prove your worth, no matter how you strive and fight for those precious chances.
Instead, you’re often relegated to support and menial chores, your family finding worth in your services by putting you to task with (safe) time-consuming labor. And you… kind of enjoy it? Because instead of “Don’t touch the laundry machine, you don’t know what you’re doing”, it’s “Y/N, clear the table and bring us the grimoire we unearthed last month,” Princess Iron Fan says, brushing some hair behind your ears and clipping it into place.
You shouldn’t be so happy about such a mild thing, shouldn’t be happy to be commanded and directed. But it’s proof that they don’t see you as entirely helpless, and allow you to contribute in some way, even if it’s small.
There’s a degree of normalcy in it, something you crave. To be treated like a regular member of the family, responsibilities and all.
Unlike the Monkiefam, Y/N doesn’t have much freedom before they learn their vibration technique. The Bullfam keeps you on a much shorter leash, often locking you in your room during fights or training, refusing to let you potentially wander into harm’s way. MK would carry you across the street to keep you safe while still giving you a chance to explore the city with him, Red Son would lock you in your room and serve you exclusively blended meals to keep you from making a mess and spilling things on yourself.
Secretly, he misses making those drinks for you. It was a very strange and unwanted; if surprisingly heartfelt, way of caring for you.
After all, they got used to the ways they took care of you. Learning to utilize the vibration technique teaches you how to be independent, but also shakes up the dynamics you have with your family. No more being gently bundled around the fortress on the Demon Bull King’s hands, for example. He used to scoop you into his palms and let you sit there, safely nestled into plush purple fur. His steps grow more cautious now that you absolutely insist on walking on your own (and your father does want to make you happy, so he begrudgingly allows you to wander the walls alone) the taurine warlord doing his best to keep from crushing you underfoot.
Not that they’re suddenly going to stop being obsessed with your safety and welfare. You are still under strict orders and schedules, and they don’t go easy on you for breaking them.
And if you ever do step out of line?
Red Son has an incredibly devious method of punishment for you- snow boots.
Sounds like a joke, right? It sounds funny, almost. Your parents don’t seem to mind all too much, and Red certainly derives are least a little bit of amusement from the scenario.
It’s not funny to you, though.
The matter of getting punished for exerting basic control over your life aside- they’re taking away your crutch. Without a thought of how helpless and vulnerable you feel as result, how terrified you are to be plunged into darkness again, how bad it hurts to remember the days you spent crying as child, scared and alone when you got lost, no way to find the path home.
He’ll feel bad for doing this to you, eventually. He always does, no matter how many times he swears that this will be the time he’ll “Make you wear them for a full hour, and it will be raised to two if you complain, Y/N!”
You’re wrapped in a blanket and drinking tea with him by the time a half-hour has passed.
He loves you, after all. Even if he thinks of you as a blithering little idiot sometimes- you’re still his cherished little sibling.
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