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were--ralph · 11 months
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New Oc Drop! Welcome Xi'Tioeué (Zie, She-Oh, Ay), or just Xi for short.
Design by @roamingthrough1
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gyerome · 10 months
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When your nemesis can do things better :/
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fuckyeahchinesefashion · 10 months
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my thought: don't prounce x in chinese as shee in english
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fuddledance · 8 months
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an old edit but i still like it
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xstarkillerx · 2 months
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TW: Drug usage
Drabble based on this ask.
Dom toretto x fem!reader x Brian O'Conner
hop hop 🐇
Long, fat, red at the tip, Dom Toretto's cock is hot in your hands. The heady scent of musk, of body, of a long day working the garage and even longer night putting that RX-7 to work fills your lungs as you rail the line he so graciously laid for you on it. He's got one of his massive hands on your head, heavy, warm, thumb stroking your head affectionately while your swipe your nostrils, eyes squeezed shut at the momentary discomfort. On the other couch is Brian, eyes furrowed, keeping cautious, never really able to drop the cop in him that's ready to jump in if he needs to. He's got a half-smoked blunt burning away in his hand that has him too high to not be laced with something. Despite himself, despite the bizarre circumstance, Brian's fucking hard too.
"That good?" Dom asks, and with powder still on your nose. You look up at him with those pretty eyes like that line wasn't enough and you can squeeze more outta him if you're sweet enough about it. He gives a fond half-smile, his little fucking junkie. Dom swipes at your nose, collecting the powder with his thumb like a father with a snotty child. He does the same with the residue on his cock before invading your lips with the large digit and spreading it on your gums. Your tongue chases it, already feeling the way it makes the thin skin tingle. He watches your pupils change, watches the coke kick in and, fuck, that's the part that always gets him, makes his dick twitch. Corruption. Corruption and pretty young girls who just just can't help but look up to him, trust him, let him lead them astray. He remembers Letty, the way she watched him down the street her whole life, wanted nothing more than to get Dom's attention until she learned this was what you need to do to get it. She had that same look in her eye that first time, wild, hungry fucking ready to go. He's a sucker for it.
Your skin is hot, your heart is racing, you feel like you can fly. You shove Dom's cock in your mouth and almost too eagerly and swallow him down your throat, earning a hiss from Dom through gritted teeth. You can't see it but Dom's looking at Brian and suddenly you're a prop, a toy, like all the other pretty things he uses to get his rocks off. The air is thick between them, scored by the wet gagging sounds of your throat. Tears well up in your eyes when Dom starts fucking your face, hips moving off the couch to shove it deeper down your throat and back out again, you grasp at his thighs for purchase. Brian and Dom are locked in eye contact, Brian is breathing heavy, fingers twitching to to free his cock from his boxers but his limbs feel heavy and sluggish.
Gasping and drenched in your own spit, Dom pulls you off his cock before he cums and uses what saliva you left on it to jerk himself off. "Where'd you want it?" His voice is low, slurred with lust and his own cocktail of chemicals in his system. He doesn't normally ask you this, you know he likes coating your face, likes the mess it makes, the way your features skew when you try to keep it out of your eyes. The question wasn't for you. He isn't even looking at you.
Brian blinks slowly, his head tingles with every movement and his eyes are heavy. "Tits." he says simply through his laboured breathing. Dom complies, and Brian's hips twitch at the sight of your pretty chest coated in his cum.
Desperate to take back the attention of the room you stand from where you were kneeling and lean in and capture Dom's lips in a sloppy kiss, the spit on your face smearing against his skin. You can't help but whine at the feeling of his warm tongue against your own. His fingers find your cunt and he isn't gentle about it; rough and thick he spreads your wetness before shoving them inside. You whine and are forced onto your tip-toes for a moment. Dom breaks the kiss.
"Look at him." he says, directing your gaze over at Brian who can't take his eyes off of you. He's since pulled the waist of his boxers down below his cock and is stroking it, slow, easy, shiny with the spit he shot into his own hand to slick it. "Go on." Your attention is brought back to Dom. "This pussy's greedy, I can feel it. You wanna get fucked? Go on." He slides his fingers out and sticks them in your mouth before sending you across the room to Brian who sits up out of his slouched posture to make more room for you on the couch. You straddle him, knees on either side of his waist and wait for him to guide his cock into position before you sink down on it, and christ, it's almost too much. The coke has your nerves on fire, the entrance alone was enough to get you moaning, but his voice, god his voice, the sound he makes when you get your pussy on him is what heaven must sound like.
"Fuck." he breathes, head spinning, every limb in his body tingling and sensitive, for someone who was so quiet before, he can't seem to shut up now, groaning and whining with every movement you make. It's a slow and easy fuck, too lost in the feeling of your pussy being filled to wanna rush it. Brian fills you up just right, hitting a spot inside you that makes you double over and grab the backrest behind him just to stay upright, it puts your cum-coated tits in his face which he happily sucks on until they're clean, sore and purple. Your orgasm rolls in slow, with the promise of hitting like a giant wave, full body, and it makes you go faster to chase it. Brian is barely containing himself, hands at your waist, staring up at your pretty face while he does everything he can to hold onto his orgasm until you find yours. It's the way you clench when you're close that sends him over, he cums just before you do, enough to where you get the pleasure of hearing his ragged voice cry out while you fuck down on his now sensitive cock. His body is limp, like all life has left it, shot into your body with the cum that's oozing out of your cunt.
Sweaty, placid, hoping for another line you look behind you at Dom who's already making his way over to the couch you share with Brian. He sits down and pulls you in for another dirty kiss, right there, while Brian's still got his cock in you, and with the guidance of Dom's hand, Brian forms a half-tight fist on Dom's cock to stroke it until he cums again. You clean it off of his fingers when he does.
🐇 hop hop
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words-and-coffee · 11 months
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I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair. and though streets I go not nourishing myself, quiet, Bread does not sustain me, the dawn drives me mad, I look for the liquid sound of your feet in the day. I hunger for your laugh that slips, for your hands the colour of a furious harvest, I have hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like an untouched almond. I want to eat the sunbeam burnt in your beauty, the sovereign nose of the arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shadow of your lashes, and hungry I come and go sniffing the twilight, looking for you, looking for your hot heart, like a puma in the solitude of Quitratue.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets: XI
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redacted-coiner · 13 days
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Alpha, Beta, Omega
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Gamma, Delta, Epsilon
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Zeta, Eta, Theta
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Iota, Kappa, Lambda
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Mu, Nu, Xi
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Sigma, Pi, Omicron
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Phi, Tau (Pandynamic)
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Atypical scents, Xenosecondary (𝚾/Chi), Typical scents
Flags Found Here(link) & Scent Ones(link)
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These Flags were made by @omegai I'd highly suggest checking them out! DNI is listed within my pinned post. Please go read it before interacting with any part of my content. Ask to tag!
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codakk · 7 months
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dave "the only touch i know is my older brother's violence" strider and jade "i've long forgotten what the touch of another human being's felt like" harley both being lonely best friends struggling with their touch starvation but maneuvering through it and healing from it with each other's guidance and company
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smokeybloke · 9 months
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XI
goth snake. unemployed Patreon Twitter Carrrd
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teconozcomascarita · 1 month
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Doña Urraca (Burgos, 1081-Saldaña, 1126), presidiendo la Corte. Catedral de Santiago
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were--ralph · 18 days
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Commission by @lambstooth
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gyerome · 10 months
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Ix's nemesis... Xi!
Instead of being made of shadow, they're made of light!
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kneipe · 1 month
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leipzig 2024
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piratecaptainraven · 10 months
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we'll run side by side.
(for the light in the dark: @illuminated-in-darkness )
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enkanomiya36 · 5 months
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Abigail Black Sails Musical Parallels | XI. XII. XIV. XV.
I spent a year rewatching Black Sails and tracking all the bits of music that repeated at any point during the show, and my findings are reinforcing that Bear McCreary is a genius and this show should have been called 'parallels that will kill you over and over again'* (tag | chronological)
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