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zoozvie · 3 days
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can Levi be the type to go “mm…mmm…mmm..” between kisses?
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actuallyeddiediaz · 2 days
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do you think we'll get a brief in-bed scene where buck and tommy wake up together all cute and buck is on top of tommy cupping his face in his hands to kiss him good morning before heading off to work?
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🙂
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ineffablyruined · 3 months
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DOES ANYONE ELSE SEE THAT SMILE?!!?
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Gif by @stars-bean
It's at the very end. And it's just a split second. A hint.
But I swear it's there.
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You all see it, too, right?
His eyes get a little twinkle, the corners of his mouth twitch up. He wants to spend the night before he realizes he shouldn't.
HE WANTS TO SPEND THE NIGHT.
(Someone help me, I'm unwell)
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kyhgwts · 8 days
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Older!König x Fem!Reader
I love the idea of gentle and shy older!König but then he’s just an absolute beast in bed, like please? For my sanity?
Just imagine him being so quiet and put off to himself around everyone but you.
Walking around in the grocery store he’s trailing behind you as you push the cart, silently messing with your shirt nervously when someone comes up to you and makes small talk. He doesn’t dare make eye contact with them. It’s not that he is scared, god no, look at the man. But he just isn’t comfortable showing his real self to people who aren’t you. Maybe only your very close friends who come over a lot, but other than that? Absolutely no one.
He’s just so UGH like a big soft bear, silent and kept to himself but if anyone dares to mess with his territory (you) all hell will break loose.
He hates being out in public without you, because then you aren’t there to do all the talking. And he isn’t an asshole, so he has to respond back to people.
“Oh! Hi König!” He turns back to look at someone who he registered as a close friend of yours.
“Hallo” he smiles gingerly, he knew this friend of yours well enough they came over a lot, and he wasn’t shy by them.
“Where’s your attachment at?” They ask, smiling at their own joke. It almost makes him chuckle but that’s too far out of his comfort zone.
“Back at home, got sick” he would explain shortly, but not in a rude way because he respected this friend, they meant a lot to you.
“Well alright big guy, I’ll leave you alone. Tell her i said get well!” They said making their way for the end of the aisle, he just nodded.
How is he so big, but so gentle?!?! He’s so perfect :(
Like the perfect cocoon, laying in bed, you straddling his lap as you nuzzle your head into his chest and neck. His big arms holding you tight against him as he takes in your presence, the heat from your body, the weight of you making him feel secure, your hair wash smelling so good, as well as your perfume you always have on, he fucking loved it.
But oh if this man is in a mood? You have the time of your life.
“König! Please” you’d moan and cry, tear prickling from your eyes.
“Please what baby?” He’d ask all innocent, while he’s pounding into you, stuffing you so full you can’t even think clearly :(
He’d push down on your stomach, causing you to gasp at the familiar sensation.
“Yes! Yes yes yes yes” you’d sob, pushing down your hips trying to fuck yourself on him.
“My Süßes Mädchen“ he’d whisper, all while never giving you a break, pounding into you with his hand pressed hard into your stomach. (Sweet Girl)
The sound of skin against skin making him go feral, the wet sounds as he pounds into you making your cheeks go red, but he fucking loved it.
“Come on Kostbarkeit, let go for me baby” he groans, your tears streaming down your face in pure ecstasy. You loved this side of him, so masculine and beautiful. Taking care of you and that deep feelings in your stomach :( (Treasure)
Once you’ve came, and you’ve milked him for all he’s got he carefully lays himself on top of you. Making sure not to crush you. And loving on you like no other, head nuzzled into your neck as he kissed it, and hands roaming your body as he kept you close and your legs wrapped around his waist.
“Fuck Mein Baby, i just can’t get enough of you” he’d whisper while his hands slide under your back, hands meeting up behind your head cradling it as pulls you closer.
You moan from the movement, his cock still deep inside of you.
You could stay like this forever, in his embrace, feeling so full and content.
You didn’t leave that bed for another few hours, as he made soft love to you, making sure you felt his love as he slowly rocked into you.
Life was perfect with your perfect boy around :(
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I NEED to be spit roasted. Just a dumb little rag doll who can’t do anything but moan and whimper and take it while two superior beings use my body to give them pleasure, pushing me back and forth between them, laughing about how pathetic I am and working out the logistics of a DP, shoving my head down to choke me when I start trying to wriggle away in protest.
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a-small-tragedy · 11 months
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POV: your clone parent was turned on religion and believed that God was talking to him
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mascxdaddy · 18 days
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oh nothing just imagining fucking someone with my strap and then slowly introducing a second dildo and watching their pussy stretch around both while they whine about it being too much, but they're getting wetter and dripping around both while i fuck them
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happyheidi · 1 year
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ig: viewofedinburgh
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maybe-a-cynic · 11 months
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Im making a big ass thing on notion
Basically, it is a giant catalog of therian and otherkin gear.
From ears and tails, to collars, to wings, to horns, to fins, to clothes, all of it. (Everything I could find at least.)
I have it separated by therian/otherkin, canine/cat/aquatic ect and devinekin/demonkin/darkkin ect.
Then, it's by type. Wild cat/domestic cat/other. Wolf/domestic /other. Ect.
Then it's by exact species. Timber wolf/snow wolf/coastal wolf. Stuff like that. For absolutely everything.
I'm trying to get as many kins as possible so everyone can use this, so please, comment your kin so I can make sure it's there. (Especially if it's a rare one!!)
ill add links and pictures, make sure they are not from harmful fur farms, make sure the quality is good, all of that stuff.
But yeah. I'm super excited for when it's done tbh, and I hope a lot of people see this. (Please reblog :'))
I'll put some pictures of what I have done right now.
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herlittlebunnyboy · 8 months
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This! This is what I need right now!!!
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emzalot · 2 months
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I like to pretend that when the clone’s bodies reach maturity (that would be what, physically 25?) the growth hormone stops over-producing and slows to a normal rate so they age normally from then on.
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th3secr3th1story · 11 months
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how gojo tries to get your attention after a fight
gojo messed up majorly. last night, he came home tired and stressed after a mission with a special grade curse. yes, it was successful (obviously. it's gojo.), but it still drained him.
he was so out of it and wasn't feeling like himself, but you, as a wonderful partner, tried to take care of him. gojo got frustrated, and sure, he felt guilty for it, but he was done.
and he took it all out on you. you would've gladly left him alone if he'd just asked you, but gojo was never one for good communication.
you eventually got the hint and realized it was best for him to be alone, but the words from last night still stung and the hurtful glares unforgotten. you decided you would just ignore him until he apologized. until he realized that you can't put up with this anymore.
so, the problem was now with gojo. he woke up that morning to an empty bed, curious, because you usually beg him to stay in longer.
and then, of course, it hit him. he can't remember what he was so upset about. yes, he was tired, but you were just there to help him after a long day. and he ruined it all.
sliding out of bed, he sidles up to you in the bathroom as you brush your teeth, trying to assess how much damage control was needed.
"last night was crazy, huh?"
"..."
"i absolutely destroyed that curse though, baby. nothing left."
"..."
okay...so maybe this was worse than he expected. but it would be okay because he would figure out a way to fix it all. he's gojo satoru; if he can kill special grade curses he can definitely get your forgiveness!
plan A--commence!
naturally, instead of apologizing like a normal person, gojo sneaks around the house tightening every jar he can find. your leave in conditioner, the pickles, jam...anything with a screw-on lid that he laid his eyes on.
all that was left was to wait for you to reach for one of the jars, realize it was screwed on too tight, and ask him for help.
an hour later, seated in the living room, he watches you enter the kitchen, looking for your favorite quick snack--pickles!!
he gets ready to see your angry but desperate face. should you forgive gojo and enjoy your snack, or save your pride but remain hungry? you'd debate with yourself for a bit, but eventually you'd begrudgingly walk over to him. "just open it," you'd say. he'd unscrew the jar, you'd smile at each other. he'd pull you into his ar-
oh. you opened it by yourself. the sound of a jar popping open snapped him out of his imagination, watching you pull out a few pickles and happily bite into them.
there may have been one small flaw with gojo's masterplan--he forgot that you're stronger than him.
no sweat! it's all good! he was already thinking up something new. it was time for plan B!
galloping over to your air conditioning, he cranks it all the way up (as much as your paychecks would allow, at least). he had seen this in one of those stupid romance movies he'd begged you to watch with him a couple months ago. it was only a matter of time before you ran over to him, shivering, begging for his warmth. he was sure of it.
20 or so minutes later, still nothing from you...odd! he walks around the house, curious to see what you're doing at a temperature like this. he finds you in one of his sweaters, curled up in your bed. his stomach sinks even more. he just wants to climb in with you, pull you into him, and smother you in his kisses.
"go away, satoru," you mumble. he sighs, sulking away back to the living room. at least you're talking to him?
he doesn't know how much time has passed but later when he gets off the couch his head hurts and he just wants to be near you. he'll do anything at this point. this is how he reaches plan C: apologize. what a novel idea!
he walks back into the room, sitting at the foot of the bed.
"hey."
"..." great.
"y/n, i know i messed up. i shouldn't have taken out my frustrations on you and i should've just asked for space. i know you were just trying to help. i'm so sorry, baby. please forgive me, i miss you and i can't stand you ignoring me."
for the first time in what has got to be a thousand hours to gojo, you finally turn your head and look him in the eyes. you swear you can see sparkles in them. oh, the things he does to you.
"i just want you to tell me what you need, 'toru. i'm not a mind reader, i can't just know what you want from me. i need you to know that i would do anything for you and i hate when you put up these walls."
"i know, baby. i'm so sorry."
you sigh, smiling at him a little. of course you forgive him. you always would, no matter what.
"i forgive you. wanna get in here with me?" you ask, lifting up the covers a little. why was it chilly?
"absolutely."
plan C: success!
who knew that apologizing could actually fix things? certainly not gojo!
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souriadraws · 3 months
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secretlytranced · 2 months
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*pouts* I dont wanna work anymore! I wanna be shoved into a small, dark closet with no light but the flashing colors from a screen sunk into the back wall and no sound but the whispers of programming pulsing from hidden speakers and the desperate moans I issue as my mind melts and my body succumbs to the arousal of being rewritten.
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icarus-suraki · 10 months
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A little solarpunk inspiration for your afternoon, p'raps? And, yes, it's real. This is not AI.
EDEN tower in Singapore (streetview)
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