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raayllum · 2 days
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Aaravos was able to give them something they wanted very badly.
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artbytesslyn · 8 months
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no idea if anybody cares about 80s Raven but I still do
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cowboyshit · 4 months
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red-writes · 1 year
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“Well, have a goodnight”
“Mhm. Night izu”
As the man lets your hand go, something inside of you forces you to grip it once more. “Ah. Wait!”
He looks back at you, a little concerned, “you okay?”
“No- I’m fine it’s just…aren’t you gonna kiss me” you whisper and Izuku’s mouth slacks at your boldness. He doesn’t answer immediately and it gives you time to rationalize your statement, “it’s just- it’s our 3rd date and I just..do you not wanna kiss me?”
“Oh no sweetheart, I’m so sorry if I made you feel that way. I just wanted to be polite, didn’t know what you were comfortable with” he says, his thumb rubbing over your hand soothingly.
“Don’t want you to be polite izu…I want you to be mean to me” you say under your breath and Izuku hears it and it leads to the situation you’re in now, folded in half into a mating press, knees pressed against your chest while Izuku’s heavy cock knocking the wind out of you with every thrust.
It feels too good, your head feels full of cotton and your cunt keeps drooling slick and a white ring of cum has formed around the base of his cock, you’re so wet his balls make squelching noises as they slap against your ass.
Izuku is looking down at you with such adoration it makes your pussy flutter and the knot in your tummy grow tighter. He leans down and presses gentle kisses on your cheeks, cooing about how well you’re doing for him and good you’re making him feel. You’re unsure wether it was the feel of his cock dragging along your sensitive walls or the way he gently talked you to the edge of your orgasm but you came with a whine of his name and a roll of your eyes to the back of your head. he didn’t stop, choosing to fuck you through your high. Izuku came a few thrusts later, the feel of your pussy fluttering against his cock sent him over the edge, cock twitching as he came.
umm yeah idk just…thinking about Izuku holding back ig
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fartmaster27 · 1 year
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swagler for my art assignment :P
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chaos-theoryyy · 3 months
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My bad y'all sorry not TSP this time around
Low quality Overwatch doodles instead. 👍
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meep-meep-richie · 4 months
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This is very important to me🤭❤️
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jacksprostate · 2 months
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A year in the psych ward, I’ve qualified for group therapy. A choir of lost souls, taking on a form I’m plenty used to. We're all in our circle of chairs as one of the archangels guides us through meditation. The ball of healing light. The cave inside us, with our power animal. It's obvious I’m the only one with any prior experience here.
I told the angel, I know a lot of these. All the settings and tips and tricks. I could run it for a day if she wants a break. She laughed and said I was funny. I’ve been here long enough, I’m like a declawed, defanged tiger. Jumping through hoops.
Whatever the archangel’s saying, I’m taking my leisurely stroll through the palace of seven doors. Behind the blue door, it’s Tyler’s body. Behind the white door, it’s Tyler’s brain leaking out of his skull.
This is, roughly, how meditation has gone for me since they backed off the benzos enough that I can string two thoughts together again.
Behind the green door, it’s Tyler, half buried in the garden at Paper Street. Up to the gills in blood and shit, just like Dave down the hall every other Wednesday.
Behind the red door, it’s Tyler, in a patient’s loose shirt and sweatpants with no ties so no one gets to hang themselves or each other.
It’s Tyler, entering the room and pulling up a chair. It’s Tyler, and his eyes are more dead than when I blew his brains out.
Tyler?
Everyone looks at me. I’m staring at him. Back to life. I’m Job at the end of all his trials.
Tyler?
Tyler. I plead. Desperate. My body unfreezes, starts the race across the room and the angels aren’t there to stop me before I’m grabbing a handful of his thin shirt and slamming my fist into his perfect cheekbone, getting all up in his dead face and saying you bastard, I shot you. You died. You left me. Tyler. Tyler. Tyler!
He looks through me. He’s seeing nothing, feeling nothing, he has never seemed more like a puppet of a hallucination.
Where the fuck have you been? Why are you back now?
Tyler! I shout. Tyler, answer me you piece of shit. Tyler!
And the angels shoot me full of high concentration promethazine, and I wake back up to learn about falsification of memories, and delusional misidentification syndromes, and all these other words that God seems quite excited about.
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raayllum · 3 months
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Names and agency and identity and self-actualization!!
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haunted-xander · 2 years
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Masks
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averysmolbear · 1 year
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I’ve been sitting here, thinking about Reiner (nothing new there) so now you have to deal with this little self ship coded, f!reader drabble or something like that.
CW: established relationship, pet names, only hints at smut, f!reader, self ship coded, not proofread
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Reiner, who has texted you about a dozen times since he left the house to go out with friends, shows up back home again sometime around midnight. He’s spent all night thinking about this moment, only to come home and find you curled up on the couch with your cell phone in hand. Reiner softly whispers your name, leaning down to get closer to you.
You softly hum in your sleep, stirring slightly at the sound of his voice. But you don’t wake up so Reiner scoops you up in his arms, cradling you close to his chest. He chuckles as you rest your head on his shoulder and nuzzle your nose into the crook of his neck.
“R-Reiner?” Your eyes flutter open as you try to focus in the dim light of your shared apartment.
He glances over at you with a small smile on his face. “You didn’t have to try to wait up for me,” he softly says, carefully balancing you in his arms as he opens the bedroom door.
You shake your head and wipe the sleep from your eyes, yawning softly. He smells like the sandalwood, lavender, and vanilla homemade soap you bought from a stand at the farmer’s market last week but you can also smell the bourbon on his breath when he softly speaks to you. It’s a heady mix that almost makes you feel dizzy as you breathe it in.
Reiner gently lays you down in your shared bed and helps you out of the jeans and shirt you had been wearing before he strips down to his boxers, handing you the gray t-shirt he had been wearing. You wiggle your way into it with a lazy smile, making your boyfriend softly laugh. He could see the sleepy but lusty look in your eyes as you looked up at him.
He climbs into bed, pulling you close before pressing soft kisses along the side of your neck. When you squirm a little in his arms, Reiner softly groans at the way you move against him.
He gently bites the side of your neck before whispering against your skin, “Gonna make up for making you wait up for me, kitten. Don’t you worry about that.”
You giggle and intentionally grind against him, making Reiner pin you to the bed with an almost feral growl. He looks down at you with a hungry look, licking his lips. And in that moment you know that tomorrow you’re going to be sore in the best ways.
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yangsbandana · 1 year
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bees being established girlfriends in these last few chapters,,,, everything to me,,,,,,,,,,,
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backagainpodcast · 1 month
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@camlannpod is making me go WILD waaaahhhh. Spent the entire back half of my walk rambling about it to my partner. Have been thinking about Gwaine even though I'm done with a draft of my paper and this is my Sir Gawain Break. I love Dai. I love Perry. I want to eat the way that Gwaine and Dai talk. I want to know everything that has happened to them ever. I'm so obsessed.
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lovestereo · 2 years
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sincenewyorks · 2 months
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mhmm more please
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