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#﹙ 🌱 — self. ﹚
stinkrascal · 5 months
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standstill ; a story by stinkrascal
after stumbling upon the world of supernaturals and befriending a powerful and enigmatic vampire, she realizes the choice is simple. she could abandon her humanity, or she could go back home. and breanna realizes, more than anything, that she can never go back home.
31/01/2024
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ihavemanyhusbands · 1 year
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Hannibal request!! Hannibal and the reader are going to an event (maybe the opera or dinner but definitely something fancy). the reader decided to wear a short dress with no panties and is teasing Hannibal all night and being bratty- then I imagine this going one of two ways, either Hannibal takes them home to punish them or shoves them in a coat closet or something to fuck them and is degrading the reader about being a slut and making everyone hear her moans.):):) okay that’s the requests if you write it thank youu💓💓
EEEEEEE YESSSSS (i hope you don’t mind i snuck a lil bit of Mr. Graham in there 🤭 and also yes they are married hee hee AND also yes i got carried away)
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As soon as you stepped out of the bedroom, Hannibal knew he was in for a long night.
He was taking you out to see Turandot, one of your favorite operas. It was the perfect excuse for both of you to dress up even more than usual, and your gown was one he hadn’t seen you wear before.
Not only did it have a plunging neckline, but a prominent slit on one side too, showing just a little too much of your thigh.
It was a pleasant surprise, sure, but it did worry him some. Especially considering he’d also invited Will to join you two for the show.
“Playing games tonight, are we?” He asked, adjusting the cuff of his shirt.
“Whatever could you mean?” You tilted your head in an attempt to seem innocently confused. “I just thought you’d appreciate having some arm candy this evening.”
You busied yourself by touching up your lipstick in front of the mirror as he looked you over. The fabric clung to you in a way that didn’t leave much to the imagination — all those curves and soft angles he’d memorized over time.
Hannibal didn’t mind showing you off, but he still had a possessive streak he could not deny. He knew well that you loved taking advantage of that by being rebellious, always eager to test just how far you could push him.
He inhaled deeply, immediately scenting that perfume you knew he liked. He also detected a sharp note of adrenaline, which told him you were more thrilled than you let on. He huffed in amusement, shaking his head.
He supposed he could leave it be for the time being, but he would have to be cautious. At the very least, the balcony at the opera house would be dark, should you decide to misbehave.
When you two met up with Will in the reception area, Hannibal did not miss the way his eyes wandered. Or how his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
“My, aren’t you a striking pair,” Will said, earning a smile from you. “I feel woefully underdressed now.”
You hummed, returning the favor of drinking him in. "That's never a problem in my eyes."
"I'm sure your husband agrees with that."
Hannibal merely smiled politely, but his jaw was clenched. More eyes strayed in your direction as the two men led you up the stairs and toward your balcony. You basked in the attention, especially because it made Hannibal keep his hand on the small of your back.
Will slid onto his seat first, and before you could even try, Hannibal scurried in after him. He offered his hand to help you sit, pointedly keeping eye contact with you. You offered him your most charming grin, raising an eyebrow ever so slightly.
The lights soon dimmed, and the orchestral notes of the first act subsequently filled the cavernous room. The rising voices of the choir reverberated all the way to your bones, and you let them carry you away for a moment, closing your eyes.
Hannibal eyed the column of your throat as your head slightly tipped back, enraptured by the performance. His gaze dipper lower, seeing that your fingers were splayed over your sternum to feel the thrum beneath.
As the first song came to an end, you clapped uproariously along with the rest of the crowd. For a while after, you simply watched, forgetting all the mischief you had planned. Or so it seemed, at least.
Then, you re-crossed your legs, making a point of leaning just a little closer to him, and the slit of your gown widened. Hannibal couldn't help himself, his fingers ghosting past your knee and trailing upwards. When he couldn't feel the hem of your panties, he realized you weren't wearing any. That earned you a pinch on the hip, hard enough to bruise.
You pretended to be none the wiser -- despite the fact that your slightly upturned lips gave you away -- folding up your opera glasses.
"Excuse me, I have to go to the powder room," you murmured, your fingers lightly tracing the back of his hand.
Before you could get up, he leaned in close, grasping your forearm.
"Try not to get lost," he said, his breath hot in your ear. "Or else I'll have to come find you."
This time, your smile had a lupine quality. "Is that a promise?"
He did not respond, instead releasing you. You felt his burning gaze on you as you left, your heart frantically racing.
It only took him a couple of minutes to keep his word. You could vaguely hear the last song of the first act as he ushered you toward the coat closet.
There, away from prying eyes, he wasted no time, pinning you against the wall among a sea of fur coats.
“You did always like putting on a show, didn’t you?” he said, making you gasp with a particularly hard thrust.
"I think we can both agree I can captivate a-an audience…”
“Oh, and how I wish they could see you now, rightfully claimed.” He smirked, bringing a hand to your neck. “Go on, let them hear you. Isn’t that what you wanted all along?”
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mothfinite · 2 months
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filled out this yume template bc ithought it was soooo cute so <333
mothfinite blast!!!!
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The All-Seeing Child
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My little son but make him ultra mega giga HD *-*
BEHOLD!!! THE EVERLASTING BEAUTY OF ENMEI AAAAAHHHHHHH😩😩
(For the newbies, this is my fankiddo created by yours truly (and the parent is of course, my beloved- okay username says it all JWHEHWJWJ)
I somehow doodled this with my finger in the middle of class. I thought I was gonna rage bc it would end up shit, but it actually ended up quite... Lovely?💀
My reaction was like:
*pause*
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*stare*
"... I tell you what though folks that's bloody nice :0"
"That is really-"
*stares some more*
"-That is bloody lovely :D"
Anyways yeah UHHHH thats it idk- hes happy to meet you ig?
UGH HES SO BEAUTIFUL I CAN'T-
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sproutzai · 1 month
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the disorder faking in this generation is genuinely wild. like.
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Lazy screenshot draw-over bc I love my daughter ^-^
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wiststudies · 4 months
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20th Jan, 2024.
day 4 / 30 [ 30 days productivity ]
note: i've been really sick for the past few days and i still kinda am so i took it easy. also noticed how many of you are new here so hi! thank you for the support &lt;3
studied: electromagnetic waves -physics.
misc: i got 'attitude is everything' by jeff keller in the mail today, so i'll start on that. my finals dates have been announced and i feel so unprepared so i'll be picking up the pace now.
goal for tomorrow: finishing EW and SC
till tomorrow ♡ - wist 🌱
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hyacinthhearts · 5 months
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selfshippers who play pokémon, what pokémon reminds you of your f/o :3 ? i’ll go first !!
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my beloved wife (💙) reminds me of espurr!
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ender-selfships · 1 year
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that feeling when you look at your f/o and your entire chest swells and your breath gets caught in your throat because you just love them so much >>>>>
pr*ship/c*mship/antianti/whatever you're calling yourself FUCK OFF.
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mondaymelon · 2 months
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mel mel,,, can you tell me abt ur selfship with xiao… im curious…
BYE i let this rot in here for so long.... uuuu okok hes the kinda guy to say he's merely tolerating me... but there are obvious signs when the guy likes you ( if you look closeley enough ) wwww outside of the things from my selfship blog he’d DEF try to hide it whenever he gets flustered…. HEAD IN HANDS AKVAVISG FOAMING AT THE MOURH
he’s like a stray little cat who will bite your fingers off semi affectionately and semi maliciously but you pester him so much he eventually learns to just tune you out (he loves me guys)
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this is so us coded !!!!!! (im the one w the Doritos chin btw)
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cabinetduo · 4 months
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that post abt "no that Korean speaker is not saying the nword post" pissed me tf off. I wasn't gnna say anything but yall will truly use any excuse to be all "I'm not touching you racist" to black people. it's old ass discourse that maybe yall don't know bcs yall aren't black but not once has anyone been like "oh that person speaking an entire different language with an entirely different alphabet is clearly saying a racial slur". maybe nonblack people who wanna speak for us but it's like. a whole thing. It's making up fictional black people to get mad at. calling "Americans" self-centered in the notes is crazy when we know exactly what Americans you are talking about!!
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springsung · 21 days
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the baby boy ( who ate a bee and got stung )
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milkydudzz · 7 months
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Thinking about monster/robot F/Os who don't understand love.... until they meet you. Maybe they even mock human emotions; but they can't deny the way you make them feel disgustingly soft and sweet. How, for the first time ever, they don't want to disembowel a human.
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selfshipconfessionz · 1 month
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i think selfshipping may be an unhealthy coping mechanism for me but i dont want to give it up because i dont have that kind of love available to me irl and i would miss my f/os. sometimes f/o imagines make me pretty upset instead of happy because i know its not real and it hurts to think about that, and i cant really predict when they will have that effect on me instead of making me feel good.
i have a lot of barriers to any kind of romantic relationship irl and even if i didnt, im very discouraged by the idea of being with a real person with flaws and disappointing things and having to deal with actual relationship stuff and make compromises etc. instead of it just being a perfect life with f/o where everything is how i want it to be. i also think i would miss that deeper connection with my f/os if i just started being a fan of them the “normal” way instead.
idk what to do lol if anyone has any advice or something that would be nice, or even if you feel a similar way and just want to talk to someone about it
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sproutzai · 28 days
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⊹ 𝓨 ou're a doll, you are flawless.
➥ chuuzai
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Also my other mother's day post, my kids!! (I am their mother :3)
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