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#hes living in my mind rent free
penelopwgarcia · 1 year
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Hunter Doohan in Paris, France 2023
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anakinstwinklebunny · 28 days
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do you guys think that nerd!anakin would be able to beat someone?
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shegetsburned · 4 months
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bed talk w. sir crocodile ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .
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.nsfw.
content. mainly what i think croc would say in bed
“use your words.”
“i’m either joining or watching.”
“quit playing, princess. give me what i want.”
“mhm. you’re such a good girl, come get your reward.”
“tsk— is that all you can take? what a pathetic little cunt you have.”
“relax yourself, otherwise it won’t fit.”
"i don’t have all day. hurry up and bend over."
“quit squirming. let me handle this.”
“don’t worry about the dress sweetheart, let me tear it down so i can buy a prettier one, tomorrow.”
“so cute, all spread out for me.”
“don’t you dare touch yourself. i’m not finished.”
tell me he wouldn’t just spoil the shit out of you and then use it against you in bed.
“ngh— spoiled brat.”
“what do you think you’re doing? keep your hands still.”
he uses his ring to please youuuuu
“the rings stay on, spread ‘em for me.”
“is that what you do when you’re on your own? am i not giving you enough attention?”
“bend over the window so I can fuck you and you can look outside at everything you now own.”
“look me in the eyes when you’re fingering yourself, princess.”
“a safe word? ridiculous.”
literally laughs at you when you can’t masturbate properly.
“can’t do shit right, can you? i’ll take care of this little problem of yours.”
“you show these hook marks for everyone to see. understood?”
“i’m feeling hungry, come here.”
© shegetsburned 2023-24 Please do not repost/edit/or claim my writing as your own.
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carrotkicks · 4 months
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this place feels familiar...
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mobius-m-mobius · 2 months
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If it’s all the same to you… I’ll have that drink now.
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pokeberry5 · 10 months
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thug beatdown round 2: electric boogaloo
(extras, cw flashing gif:)
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alt:
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the fit:
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deathblossomm · 3 months
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he was so insane for this
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I go bazoonkers whenever I see his neck and collarbones 🛐🛐🛐
His neck looks so kissable and biteable
(RAWRARAWRWAAAHHHAJQBAJNDJQNARAWR)
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Chest, jaw, hands and lips too.
If he needs a dog...I can moo 🍞
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tnazips · 3 months
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꒰ ˆ ロ ˆ 𓏼 ྀི꒱ s.riley
i just know ghosts’ fat cock would take forever to put in. “in yet..” you mumble impatiently, and simon laughs with just his tip in. “cant ya sucking me in, relax.” you whine, wanting it all in already. “tsk stop being impatient.” he warns. another whine leaves your swollen lips and suddenly simon’s hips thrust sharply and his whole length is inside of you, splitting you open. you mewl agaisnt simon’s chest, s too much. too much si.
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dawnsedits · 3 months
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Come on! Faster!
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ozymandien · 4 months
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later, ouyang thought esen wouldn't even had noticed: the moment his stillness of anticipation flicked into the stillness of shame, as quickly as capping a candle. his blood ran cold; his body burned. it was the feeling of a blade slid gently into his heart.
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flymmsy · 5 months
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Inroads by Pirate Lord Arms Dealer Gortash
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minzbins · 8 months
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seungmin moments [1/∞]
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komaneko-kun · 3 months
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Fenglian week Day 3&4: Day + Unspoken - AU where feng xin finds xie lian in the mortal realm as nan feng and keeps his identity secret, thinking that xie lian doesn't want to see him anymore. xie lian falls for him again without realizing who he is, until he does.
remember to check out @fenglianweek to see everyone's beautiful works!!
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comatosebunny09 · 5 months
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When you say he (Astarion) is nervous about initiating a kiss with you/Tav, I see him pacing back and forth by the fire clearly not acting like himself until you/Tav tell him to call his tits.
Lmfao at the “calm his tits.” 😂😂😂
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The deer you’re whittling is no longer interesting.
Instead, you’re intrigued by your love, wearing a path into the soil around the fire with how much he’s paced back and forth.
Your lips twitch into a smile. Whatever’s bothering him, you’ll get to the heart of it. It’s unlike Astarion to be so anxious. The knit between his brows doesn’t suit his handsome face.
You set your carving knife down, leaning back on your hands, feet dangling from the log. “Astarion,” you caution over the crackling fire.
His shoulders tense. It’s like he’s been caught indulging in a naughty secret. He doesn’t meet your gaze, too busy running jittery fingers through his hair. He dons that mask of nonchalance. You see right through it.
“Yes, love?”
You pat the space beside you. Your tone leaves no room for argument. “Come sit.”
Silence stretches between you, save for the ballad of the katydids inhabiting the forest around. The air is so tense, you could cut through it with a blade.
You raise a brow when his lips tremble around a reply. It never comes. Your stomach plummets. Maybe something truly is troubling him.  
With a drop of his shoulders and a sigh, Astarion wanders to you, plopping down on the log. A good bit of distance rests between you. He’s rigid, avoiding your gaze at all costs. It’s hard not to when you look at him like that. A mixture of hurt and curiosity that makes something twinge in his chest.
Did you do something? Say something to offend him? You browse through the catalog of your mind for answers. Other than your usual banter, you can’t think of a single instance where you’ve done something to set him off.  
You’ve called him beautiful. Touched him with explicit permission. Acknowledged his boundaries. So…why?
Warily, you inch closer until your thighs brush. Astarion stiffens even more, a strained sound pinched from his throat. You contemplate backing off, but…well, something tells you to press on tonight. At least with subtle advances.
Maybe he needs this.
Absently, your pinky smooths over the back of his hand on his thigh. Some silent encouragement. Something is eating away at him, but you’d rather he reveal it in his own time.
No sense in trying to squeeze blood from a stone.
“I—” begins Astarion, wheedling through the mess of your thoughts.
You turn hopeful eyes to him, quizzically tilting your head. Grow a little bolder, gently placing your hand over his. Angle yourself closer, urging him to continue.
He wears something of a pout. Looks at the ground, a little contemplative, a little annoyed. It’s cute. Better than the somberness he wore before.
His eyes flit back to you, and the air is siphoned from your lungs. You’ll never get used to those eyes. The beauty they possess, the love they seem to exude only for you.
Astarion engulfs your hand with his. Takes a deep breath, as if he’s about to reveal all the world’s secrets.
Finally, he ventures, “I…want to kiss you.”
You blink. Relief surges through your chest. The rigidness you once held sloughs off, replaced by a pitying smile.
Is that all?
“Alright,” you say. Quickly shift to angle your cheek towards him.
You anticipate the brush of cold lips against your skin. Something chaste and abrupt to make your body hum with affection. To leave it aching for more.
But it never comes.
Instead, you’re met with a chuckle. An arctic finger slips beneath your chin, encouraging your gaze to return to your beloved.
“No, darling,” he softly chides. “Not like that.”
You stare at him, bemused.
There’s a humored crinkle in his eye. Sluggishly, he etches a triangle between your eyes and lips with his darkening gaze. Thumb cruises over your chin, and your lips instinctively part.
Realization settles on your shoulders. Your mouth forms around a quiet oh.
It would be your first time kissing like this in a very long time. You’ve never pushed him further than the graze of your lips on his cheek, knuckles, or the crown of his head. So, pardon you for being a little out of sorts.
A little giddy.
You find your wits scattered amongst the clouds. Feel like you’re dreaming as the forest and campfire dwindle into beautiful bokeh around you.
“A-Alright. I would…like that,” you wistfully murmur. Unconsciously, you crane your body closer, your lids drooping under the weight of his spell.
Astarion sifts through the haze and leans closer, your cheek cupped adoringly in his palm. Your hand clasps around his wrist, the other scrunched in your lap.
You’ve but milliseconds to admire the curl of his lashes before his mouth descends on yours. Pillow-soft and gentle, and you pour the deftest sound into his body.
He breaks away before you’ve any time to lose yourself in the suppleness of his lips. You whine softly, chewing on your lip whilst he chuckles. You yearn for more. Always do.
But you’ll settle for this, idly stroking his wrist with your thumb as he presses your foreheads together, appearing weightless with a youthful smile rounding his lips.
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esmesketch · 23 days
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HONK if you're still deep inside the Far Cry 5 hole trap in 2024 and can't escape.
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