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bambiali · 24 days
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victorzhuzhakin · 6 months
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tadc but caine (and bubble) moved to the human world
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hum kaufmo but idk
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caine and kinger humanizations but my friend's version
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iuciferic · 1 month
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faeghoul-old · 6 months
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i <3 science
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unknownlvr777 · 1 month
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sad girl
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in33dmyt3ach3r · 1 month
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I'd like to have the most craziest outrageous toe curling back arching mouth watering legs shaking unholy sinful roughest nonstopping loudest sloppy messy and deranged sex with him ♡♡♡
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theghostinyourwalls · 5 months
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WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN
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twinkbusted · 8 months
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untitled- simon petrikov x reader
(just a very indulgent oneshot i wrote... i hope ygs enjoy! [btw y/n is NOT excusing simon's behavior at the end im sorry if i didn't make that clear] also pls excuse all grammatical errors... i wrote this in a few hours)
warnings ! - making out and sexual implications
rating - tv-14
It was early in the morning, when he left. At first you assumed he had simply left for work, but something felt off when you woke up. Half of the blanket was sprawled across the floor, Simon’s uniform was still neatly folded on the desk, and most alarmingly, there was a note on top of it.
“No, no, NO.” you stammered, dragging your fingers through your hair. You didn’t have to read it to know what it said. He was going to leave you again and he wasn’t going to come back. You hurriedly threw on a robe and slippers, not bothering on finding a proper outfit. You dashed out the door, shoveling your way through crowds and crowds of people.
“To Ooo?” The sailor asked, eyes wide. You didn’t have time for questions. You needed to find him now, before it was too late. “Yes. Immediately.” The sailor nodded, and started vigorously rowing. You knew you were being difficult; and possibly a bit entitled, but something like this couldn’t wait. You needed him to stay away from that thing.
“Thank you!” you said, scurrying out of the boat and into the woods. You didn’t know why you always tried to run after him. Deep down, you wondered if it’d be better if you just left, let him deal with himself. It was getting kind of tiring, like playing a never-ending game. You were not amused by it.
However, time and time again you still found yourself helplessly in love with him. It was probably foolish at this point, but he was always gentle; sweet. You just hated to see him like this; so upset. You would do anything to see him happy again.  
After about ten minutes or so of running, you were surprised to see him sitting on a log, staring down at the ground. Taking a second to catch your breath, you slowly started walking towards him, still bearing in mind that he could still be thinking about taking the crown. 
Your plan failed, Simon perked up immediately as he heard a branch break. “Y/n?” Simon asked, confused. You sighed, and picked up your pace, stopping about arm’s-length from him. You forced yourself to relax and hear him out, but it was hard to not look a little angry. 
“What are you doing out here, Simon?” you asked, your voice softer than expected. He was silent for a second, scratching his head nervously. “I don’t know anymore. I’ve just been… so out of it lately.” Simon clasped his hands together, avoiding eye contact. You put your hand out for a moment, before taking it back.
“Were you thinking about taking the crown?” you whispered, hands clenched into fists. Simon’s head sank lower, his glasses hanging lopsidedly off his face. “Yes,” he admitted. “I thought it would make everything better again. But… I didn’t want you to go through that, not again.” 
Your fists loosened up a little, it wasn’t perfect, but it was definitely a start. You adjusted your robe, and sat next to Simon. “Thank you for being honest with me.” You said, reaching for his hand. Simon turned around, giving you a weak smile. You laughed, and leaned in for a kiss. 
In that moment, everything was perfect. Your hands fluttered at Simon’s waist, and his hand was around your neck, the other cusping your face. Simon’s tongue settled in your mouth, and your lip was inbetween his teeth. You found yourself pinning him to the log, moving up and down on his mouth, holding your breath like you’d drown.
Eventually, you both pulled back, gasping for air. You were both too tired to take it any further, and Simon peppered your cheek with soft kisses. You were grinning helplessly, staring lovingly into Simon’s eyes. He brushed your face, before resting his head on your shoulder.
Yes, it was definitely a start.
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victorzhuzhakin · 6 months
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Continue to face my chronic, unrelenting pain.
I think Caine is quite short and if he were a human he would be really short (no I'm not trying to make him my representation because I'm a 158cm man /j)
Please, guys, don't say anything about that other chess piece, I'm disgusted by this ship, let me enjoy my shit.
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faeghoul-old · 6 months
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i showed u my iguana pls respond :(
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tinglstinglstingls · 10 months
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