idk if u still have requests open, BUUUT i personally never knew remlits could fly back up and thusly never threw one off skyloft. i was shocked when i saw a clip of someone doing that. maybe that w sky + the links?
YEAH! BYE KITTY!!!
Alternate ending under the read more!
(Twi doesn't know the remlits fly, but he knows Sky can SOOOO
Sky knew what he was getting into xD )
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Ugh I'm so desperate for more of Farmer! König fucking us so hard and filling us with his seed, loving our small size so he can handle us however he wants :P
just like me :( i love size kink AND könig. both together? heaven, the best thing to write about.
cw; farmer!könig, size kink, manhandling
it's in könig's nature as a large man to manhandle you about the place, especially when he takes a good look at your small frame. your petite body against his sweaty body, the harsh scent of sweat and cologne mixed together familiar to you; comforting.
könig's favourite place to fuck you is outside during august's summer. august's sun glowing down on your bodies when he has you laying against the grass, panties drenched in his cum and your slick after he was finished humping your cunt. you whimpered, feeling his hot, large hands wrap around your waist and pick you up onto his lap. he wanted you to bounce onto his cock.
he pulled your lace panties to the side, his huge cock still hard and sticky from cumming all in your favourite pair of panties. you whimpered when you felt the huge, hot, rock shaft rut and grind against your slit, feeling him lift you up slightly by your hips – his large hands dwarfing them – and push you down onto it by the tip.
you gasped, biting your lip, your eyes wide and looking into his silver ones. you grinded against him while he guided you, fucking you down onto his fat dick while you gripped where his hands laid. with one hand barely wrapping around his thick wrists and the other laying on his stomach, you felt him buck into you at the same rhythm he pushed and fucked you down. “just-so fuckin' small, sonnenschein.” he huffed, head thrown back when you clutched around him.
the tightness of his balls and the roughness he had you at, you moaned out in bliss. riding him like the sweet, little thing you are and treating your farmer rightfully after a long and hard day. you could only whine and mewl at the stretch of his huge cock, especially in comparison to your smaller body. he was piercing you, spearing you on his dick while he used your body and fucked you silly.
you felt yourself getting closer slowly, walls begining to throb and pulse around his girth rapidly. könig frantically fucked you down, both hands squeezing your hips tightly as he breathed out, grunting lowly with his eyes shut tightly when you squeezed him. you creamed around him unexpectedly when he slammed upwards into your drooling hole. the tip seeping precum and your cunt weeping, wettening his dick with your sweet fluids.
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headcanon that percy was in love with annabeth at the same time he was developing a crush on rachel. and the guilt consumed him for weeks. because he wanted to be with both of them. but felt like he was supposed to pick one. so he just never said anything to either one of them about it. and just let the chips fall. until he got older and summoned the courage to confide in annabeth about feeling like there was something wrong with him his whole life. and then annabeth just validates the shit out of his polyamorous desires. and calls rachel over so the three of them could give it a shot just for the fun of it. and it ends up being an extremely healing thing for all three of them.
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so bf of taigen to recover from life threatening wounds, just so he can hike all the way to kohama village from master eiji’s forge, buy the best food you can possibly find there, hike all the way back, and then proceed to promptly plop said food right in front of mizu and watch her eat all of it. dosen’t even blink. those dumplings are a childhood nostalgia food for him and he did not eat a single one. literally recovered from his injuries just enough to leave on his own, solely so he could go get food for mizu, and only for mizu. he didn’t get dumplings for anyone else, not even himself. he hates kohama, but he’ll go walk straight into the village centre that smells like the fish on his dad’s fists, just to purchase the only good thing from his childhood in that place, proceed to enjoy none of it, and offer it all to mizu with absolutely no expectations.
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These experimental pieces were the result of me fucking around with Krita for a bit.
They were all requests from @an-ev-ent-full-time and @architect-lumicent during that time.
Featuring their lovely ocs and of course the OG Al-An :]
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I’m going to paint you a picture of modern communication, and how it is fundamentally broken.
Let’s look at one friend. You chat pretty much everyday, and mostly talk to this person on twitter and discord, with occasional tumblr DMs. That’s three places you talk. But that’s actually not true, because you also have each other’s priv twitters and talk there as well. That’s four. Now account for, let’s say, one post reply per account per person, in addition to your DMs. That’s eight. But that’s ALSO not true, because not only do you talk in discord DMs with each other, but you’re in a friend group server as well! And you talk in those channels together! That’s nine.
This is one friend.
Now look around you. How many friends, how many mutuals are you in contact with. A few, a handful, a dozen, more? How many accounts per person do you have, how many places can you send each other posts, devolve into separate topics and conversations? How many people text you as well. Friends, family, coworkers? What do you do day to day around catching up, what IRL commitments will rip you away long enough to let the pile build again?
I can’t do it. I cannot live an actual life in the real world and balance this much interaction, it’s crushing. I reply to a friend’s post because I’m interested in the subject, I want to have a discussion! I WANT to talk about it with them, but I immediately kick myself for adding another conversation to the pile. Day by day, I ignore messages for hours on end and watch mountains pile around me, to reply en masse at the end of the night to let the cycle repeat. I wake up to six discord DMs and as I clear the third, the first replies back again.
We weren’t meant to have thirty simultaneous conversations. We weren’t. And you know in your bones that the number isn’t an exaggeration.
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Yeah,
that color soulmate AU but the first colors Akaza sees are the colors of Kyojuro's spirit during battle and even when the hues of the rest of the world come into the demon's vision, they still pale in comparison to those fiery, dignified eyes that cauterized him that one fight.
Right, yeah, and then Kyojuro tries to trick himself into thinking that it is simply an effect of encountering an Upper Moon, not wanting to accept that he is truly bound to something so inhuman, but when he keeps stumbling upon evidence of Akaza's humanity, his vision is made just a little bit more colorful with each encounter.
Yeah?
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