#just a short one
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i love women
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something with Palpatine and his mother BLEASUS CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!
#palpatine#star wars#@coruscas#palpatine and his mother#i really enjoyed thinking about them#just a short one#but oooof
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I"m gonna be busy tomorrow but don't let me forget I have a iau fic I'm gonna try to post
#just a short one#it's an addition to the glasses fic#and it fits for mother's day so i thought i'd try and get it up tomorrow#...maybe lol#rambles from the floor
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CW: Vore
I’m hungry.
You know how it feels to be hungry, don’t you? That emptiness, that longing, raging out from the deepest hollows of your body. That animalistic desire that takes you over, clouds your brain, urges you to gnaw and tear at everything.
No, wait, before you get me food… let me explain. It’s a… a different kind of hunger. You trust me, right? Will you hear me out? Okay.
I’m hungry… for you.
You’re so sweet I could just eat you up… I think about that saying all the time, and I’m living it: the feeling is so strong, so visceral… I want to take you in, let you fill me, nourish me. You know nothing is more important to me than keeping you safe, but at the same time, I’m compelled to bite, chew, swallow, devour you piece by piece until there’s nothing left...
I can’t even look at you now without drooling. If only I could eat you, but gently… in a way that wouldn’t hurt you… does that make sense?
If I could somehow keep you alive, I’d let you nestle into my body, right next to my heart; you’d be right at the center of me, surrounded by everything that holds me together. I’d always have you with me, be satisfied, keep the wild thoughts at bay…
You probably think I’m some sort of monster. And I suppose I am. Surely no one else has this kind of craving for the ones they love. But it’s always been with me.
I’m hungry. And I want to know what it’s like to be full.
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Oh, no. Angst in my mind and heart lead to angsty thoughts which lead to me wanting to write a story. I'm already working on two! I can't do this to myself!
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Art by Saucy
#21 straight months of almost nothing but L's#Could I please have a break from getting hurt all the time?#Just a short one#I'm practically a husk at this point#I'm running out of life
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everytime I hear that one “haven’t I given enough” sound on tiktok, I think about gojo in the heat of battle, not really losing but losing. friends, lovers, students, innocents. losing. losing. losing.
all he can think, the only thought that’s running through his mind as he expends energy and time and his own humanity is “haven’t I given enough? haven’t I given enough? haven’t I given enough?” on a loop. on repeat as he watches his friends give more than they are able. as he watches students too young to see war be maimed and killed. as he’s forced to reckon with the only person in the world he thought he’d give it all up for, long after he watched him die.
and he realizes, as he asks himself if there’s even anything left to take, that there is always something—someone—to lose.
haven’t we given enough?
#tw: angst#implied jjk manga spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#<- just in case#I would love to write a full fic on this#I think I might#just a short one#or maybe a long one
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might go on a little hiatus for a bit <3
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That 1 line coupled with that 1 scene would not leave my mind so I exorcised it (and took psychic damage in the process 😭)
I'm on my knees, I'm begging you
Don't break the heart
That's loving you
(Song is "Don't Break the Heart" by Tom Grennan)
#kinnporsche#kimchay#porchay kittisawat#breakup#i'm not crying you're crying#my fanvid#just a short one#kinnporche the series
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Just realized that I accidently sent the last ask in anon, so yeah, I'm the one who sent it.
So for college percabeth prompt, you can pick any of those :
-a part 2 which is a direct follow up to the first drable with their first time
-a similar story than the first one, just a couple years later. It starts with a date in New Rome and ends with them flirting hard and discussing a new kink or something they should try, but now they are way more comfortable and less shy.
-just a smutty drable set in New Rome (like their appartement, but could be the library or the park). Kinda miss your smut, so feel free to write any smutty drable in any setting :)
<3
84 years later...
I'm alive, sorry for taking so long to fulfill this prompt.
This is college percabeth two years later, showing the progression of their confidence and comfortability as a couple.
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Annabeth cracked her neck and stretched her arms above her head, feeling her shoulders pop.
“Fuckk,” she sighed.
“My thoughts exactly,” a voice said behind her.
She craned her neck, looking up at Percy. He placed his hands on the back of her chair, and tilted it backwards so that he could lean over her, lifting her feet off the ground.
“Hi,” she mumbled with a sleepy grin.
He bent down to brush his nose against hers before pressing a light kiss to her lips. It was a little awkward since they were facing opposite directions, but his mouth was soft, and his breath tasted like chocolate, so she didn’t really care.
After another peck to her forehead, he stood to full height and released his hold on the chair, sending her springing back into place. He set a paper bag on the table next to her and beckoned her to stand. Slowly, she pushed out of her seat and let him wrap his arms around her, his hands resting low on her spine.
“You look pretty,” he told her.
She quirked a brow, “I’ve been wearing the same shirt for the past two days.”
He smiled, leaning closer, “you smell good too.”
“You’re weird,” she laughed.
“I missed you,” he shrugged, “we’ve both been so busy with studying, I thought I might be able to entice you into taking a break with some food.”
She melted in his hold, brushing some hair out of his eyes. “thank you,” she said, softly.
He shrugged again, smiling, “you’re welcome.”
She turned in his arms and reached behind her for the bag, trying to sneak a peek inside, “so, what’d you bring me?”
Percy stopped her, “ah ah, not yet,” he said, sliding his palms over her ass and lifting her onto the table, before stepping between her spread thighs.
“I’m hungry,” she pouted, but she didn’t hesitate to hook her fingers together, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck.
Percy leaned down and nuzzled his face into her collarbone, “so am I.”
She exhaled shakily as he dragged his warm lips over the base of her throat, pulling gently at the skin. He positioned his hands on either side of her on the table, crowding her space and pressing his hips against hers. She felt heat beginning to simmer low in her gut.
She swallowed, “are you gonna keep me trapped here all night?”
He hummed, tracing the length of her neck with his nose, “I might.”
“Aren’t we gonna eat?” she asked, tilting her head back to give him better access.
“Oh, I have plans to eat,” he replied, his voice dark as he bit down on her earlobe.
She shivered, her hands roaming over his broad back, feeling the shift of his muscles, “you’re in a clingy mood.”
He forced her backwards, pushing her onto the table until she was lying flat, legs dangling over the side.
“Like I said,” he whispered, face hovering over hers, the firm weight of him squeezed tight against her. “I missed you, and you look really good.”
She probably should’ve been wearing a bra, but she was a week into exam season and her shirt was really baggy, and right now she was kind of pleased with her choices as Percy’s chest dragged deliciously against her hardened nipples.
She pursed her lips, her breathing a little uneven as she smoothed her fingers over his shoulders, “and you’re just hoping to have your way with me, right here in the library?”
He nodded, “why not?”
She twirled a lock of his dark hair around her finger, “oh, I don’t know? I kinda like New Rome, and I don’t really want to get expelled for public indecency.”
“No one’s here anymore,” he said, eyes darting quickly around the room, “it’s like two a.m.”
She knocked her forehead against his, “Jesus, is it really?”
“Mhm.”
She grabbed the top of his head and shoved it down, “well then, get to eating, mister,” she joked.
Percy laughed against her stomach, looking up at her, his chin digging into her belt, “so pushy.”
“Have you met me? This is not a surprise.”
He lifted a brow and smirked, “when it comes to this stuff? A little,” he teased.
Her cheeks warmed despite herself, “shut up.”
He crawled his way back up her body, “what? It’s hot,” he promised.
“I’m sure it is,” she rolled her eyes, “the guy who’s always saying, ‘that’s a good girl, you feel so good around me, you take me so well, Beth’,” she rasped huskily in a bad imitation of him.
He squinted at her accusingly, “well fine, if you don’t want the praise, I can keep my mouth shut-”
She punched his arm lightly, “I didn’t say that.”
“Good,” he laughed as a smug grin spread across his lips, “then you won’t mind me saying that your boobs look great in this shirt and I really want you right now.”
She chewed her lip and his grin widened, like he knew he had her. He started to scoop her off the table, throwing her over his shoulder before she could even respond.
“Can’t we eat first,” she whined, although she giggled when he smacked her ass.
“Later, there’s got something I gotta do,” he answered, carrying her towards the empty bathroom.
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Hello, dear Crowie! 💕
I'm very curious; for the Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game, please tell us if there's a **pastry** hidden in your WiP somewhere? ;) Thank you!!! 💕
Hi there, Susie dear! Thanks for dropping in! 😁 *offers a plate of said pastries*
To my surprise, I couldn’t find anything at first, but after another quick search, something came up! (Ok, there’s waaay more than one sentence here, but I like giving context - even when it’s just for a quick excerpt.) Anyway, hope you enjoy this bit from an extremely old Syndicate piece! 💕
"Uh…actually, if you recall, I believe the two of us had a rendezvous this morning?" He hopped up to sit on the counter, paying no mind to the fact that it was covered in baking flour, before continuing, "So, I was doing some thinking on the way over, and I thought perhaps for starters, you and I could take a little walk along the Thames…maybe stop for some Elevensies at that café you like so much? Pier's, was it?" He smiled at her.
Her face saddening, Magnolia wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her wrist, leaving a streak of flour in its wake. "Sorry, Jacob, I'm afraid we'll have to cancel our date," she reluctantly declined, turning to look at him.
His smile dropped. "What? Why?"
She pointed over her shoulder with her thumb, towards the direction of the door that lead into the dining room of the lodging house her family owned. Even through the door, the muffled sounds of people talking up a storm could be heard. "It's this huge influx of people we have at the moment, both borders and folks just in off the street - and with my father and younger sister out running deliveries, my mother has no one else to help her but me," she explained, wiping her hands on her apron. "That's why I couldn't send word to you - I've just been too busy."
Jacob's shoulders slumped in disappointment. He had been looking forward to their date all week. "Well, your father and sister should be back soon, right?" he said hopefully.
"No guarantee of that. Ever since my father came up with the idea of selling our homemade pastries as a side business, orders have been pouring in from half of the district. You should've seen the load he and Millie were carrying out this morning!" she almost laughed. She then lightly slapped the side of Jacob's thigh. "Move, I need this space."
Jacob obeyed, jumping down from the counter.
#this was started early last year and still hasn't been completed - and it wasn't even intended to be a long story lol#just a short one#anyway I hope whoever reads this enjoys it!#thanks again for the ask Susie!#ask replies#Jacob Frye x OC#AC OC: Magnolia#my ac writings
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TW: blood (unrealistic) and mild horror
so i initially made a version of this last november but well i re-drew it,, taa daa
my oc ash and idk one of the creatures i now refer to him as The Creature™️ (name will arrive eventually)
#tw blo0d#digital art#animation go brr#animation#art#just a short one#my ocs#oc artwork#emptymilk draws#*slaps* how much trauma can we fit in this bad boy#it felt fitting to post this on halloween#ash and finn
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Chapters: 1/4
Fandom: Welcome To The Table - Ben Brainard (Web Series), Welcome To The Statehouse (Web Series)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: DC/Louisiana (Welcome to the table), Dc/Florida/Louisiana (Welcome to the table)
Characters: DC (Welcome to the Table), Louisiana (Welcome To The Table), Florida (Welcome To The Table), New York (Welcome To The Table), Gov (Welcome To The Table)
Additional Tags: DC and Gov are Separate People (Welcome To The Table)
Series: Part 5 of Mawage is wot bwings us together today
Summary:
DC is stressed and making it everyone's problem. Everyone is now making it Louie's problem. They are over due a talk anyways.
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Absolutely frustrating how I still feel like I need to apologize for even the most mundane and inoffensive parts of my existence. Still that little kid buried in there waiting for people to up and discard me over a minor inconvenience, or for my intense emotional responses to be just too weird and over the top to handle. Waiting to make another promise I can’t keep even though I really wanted to and have that be the last straw. Would like to stop feeling like my flaws are going to decimate every relationship I have.
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Constellations
focus on Remus + Sirius
approx. 350 words
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“Moony?” Sirius starts.
“Mmm?” Comes the subdued response, speaking into the table that he has his head resting on.
He pauses. “You have a lot of freckles.”
Remus snorts. “Yes, I am aware of that, believe it or not.”
Sirius blushes and reaches up to his earring, fiddling with it. “No, they’re- they’re pretty. They, remind me of the night sky...” He trails off and looks away, embarrassed.
Remus’ eyebrows raise, hidden from Sirius’ sight.
After a moment of silence, Sirius begins trying to explain himself. “Your freckles look like stars, you know? Like you could draw lines between them and name constellations. Like... This one here, this one could be Aquila, the eagle.” Sirius trails his finger lightly down Remus’ forearm.
Remus closes his eyes and relishes the feeling. Selfishly, he asks softly, “Yeah? What other ones are there?” knowing full well that he was only listening to Sirius’ tentative voice, and not the words he was saying.
Sirius moves his hand up towards Remus’ bicep and exhales softly when he brushes his finger over it. “Here, this looks like the Canis Major. And there- that’s Sirius. The brightest star in the sky,” he says with a soft chuckle.
“You are.” Remus silently agrees, not voicing his confirmation. Instead he says out loud, ”Draw it for me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Quite certain, Pads”
Sirius reaches for the pen sitting at the edge of the table and takes the cap off. Hesitantly, he places a steadying hand on Remus’ upper arm, enjoying the firmness beneath his fingers, and began to trace the all too familiar shape onto skin.
Remus sighs inwardly and relaxes into it, a willing canvas. Remus would let Sirius draw on him for hours, be it pictures of flowers or stars or anything in between. He was eager to provide a blank slate, a piece of spare paper. He would let Sirius scribble out mistakes and rub his skin raw with an eraser, as long as he was of use. Pleased to be parchment, Remus gave his skin to him, and revelled in the way Sirius’ hand glided across the night sky.
#just a short one#i love the concept of sirius drawing constellations on remus using freckles or scars#theyre so cute#remus willing to do anything for Sirius#oneshot#sirius black#remus lupin#marauders#marauders era
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I really want to see Yuna and Rabi/Lavi interact with each other more, they are quite similar in a way.
#magia record#magireco#himuro rabi#rabi himuro#kureha yuna#yuna kureha#I like this pairing a lot tbh#might write a fanfic about them interacting with each other in a cafe or something#just a short one#though
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