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odessa-castle · 1 month
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Nothing Like the Sun: Chapter 16
An interlude, in which Astarion hears about the exploits of a certain Blade of Frontiers, and Wyll puts an end to a predator. Also, pining. So much pining.
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Astarion/Wyll Characters: Astarion, Wyll, Ulder Ravengard, Cazador Szarr, Dalyria, Petras, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Intrigue, Trauma, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Ulder Ravengard's A+ Parenting, both these boys need hugs, but I'm going to be mean to them first, Unsolicited Fatherly Courtesan Procurement
Summary: Ulder Ravengard wants Wyll to enjoy more of the pleasures of youth, and Cazador Szarr has a solution: an enticing present for the young lord's birthday, in the form of an irresistible pale elf. To Astarion's surprise, Wyll is more interested in companionship than carnal pleasure. Their budding friendship sends ripples through the Gate's elite. But as that friendship begins to blossom into something more, the Grand Duke is called away to Elturel...
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cathartictrash · 1 month
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Snippet Sunday Monday
Thank you for the tag, @elemit!
Tagging @odessa-castle and @asterdurge. 💙
From Chapter 3 of To Have, To Hold. 🌶 CW: a splash of BDSM.
The look on his face, the look on his face. You will never forget the look on his face. It is desperate omnipotence. It is ruinous salvation. It is the triumph of a devil. He unlatches your belt and pulls it from you in one swift slap, its tail end flicking against your exposed stomach like a whip. He releases your arms only to pin down your hips, fangs grazing you as he sucks hungrily at the softly burning skin. 
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dewitty1 · 7 months
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Nothing Like the Sun
Lomonaaeren
Chapters: 17/17 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Original Male Characters, Harry Potter/Original Female Character Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Original Characters, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Body Image, body issues, One Night Stands, Drama, Angst, Romance, Friends With Benefits, Draco Being Frustrated, intimacy issues
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Harry finally realizes that he has trouble keeping lovers both because of his looks and because he isn’t very good at sex. He does what he can to alter that, but it seems he’s never going to be good enough to satisfy a wizard lover. When Draco Malfoy offers, Harry thinks a casual relationship with him might be the solution to his problems. But he should have remembered one thing: when it comes to Harry, Malfoy has a problem staying casual.
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“What?” Draco asked, stopping. “Don’t trust yourself alone in a locked room with me?”
“I thought that if you were about to say something to me that involved never wanting to see me again,” Potter said quietly, “you would want an audience. So that way, it’ll be harder to distort the story and spread it around.”
Draco rubbed his forehead. He might have had a scar like Potter’s there, with the amount of time he’d spent doing that in the last day.
“You don’t need to protect me,” he said.
Potter raised his eyebrows. “Even from Greengrass?”
“You can do whatever you like to her,” Draco said firmly. “Just think of yourself as my proxy, instead of my protector.”
Potter grinned. “All right.”
“But I do want something from you,” Draco went on, stepping forwards. “Something that doesn’t involve gossip or Daphne or telling when people are lying.” “All right,” Potter said, focusing on Draco, although he blinked a few times. “I’m not a good source of rare Potions ingredients, though. And I rather suspect that you have enough Galleons of your own.”
Draco hissed under his breath. Anyone normal would know what he wanted without making this many mistakes.
But then, Potter wasn’t normal, was he? He was fucked in the head, or Draco wouldn’t have had to do half this much.
“I want a kiss,” he said, and stopped in front of Potter, using his arms to cage Potter against the wall. “A real one. On the lips,” he added, because he already suspected what dodge Potter would use to get out of this. “One that you make as good as you can, because I don’t believe you when you say you can’t kiss.”
Potter carried on staring at him. “But what motive would I have to lie?” he asked, sounding perplexed. “I might pretend I was good, but why would I pretend that I was bad? I was telling you the truth.”
“I don’t need a protector,” Draco said clearly, again. “This time, I want you to kiss me. Or hold still and let me kiss you.”
Potter slightly shook his head, but Draco didn’t think it was meant as a refusal, so he waited for Potter to speak, although it made his face feel as if he had a fever to do so. “I am trying to keep you from an experience you’ll regret. It’s horrible, being kissed by me. Everyone who’s kissed me’s said so.” Potter hesitated, then continued in a lower voice. “And if you have to endure that, you might never want to be with me again. And I’d hate that, especially after last night.”
Draco wrapped his fingers through Potter’s hair, harder and harder, expecting a wince every moment. But perhaps Potter thought that such things didn’t hurt next to the “truths” that his lovers had told him in the past, because he just stood there, his eyes wide and earnest and fixed on Draco.
And so, so wrong.
Draco leaned near enough to kiss Potter, but savagely, didn’t let his mouth close the distance. He was going to make Potter do this. He was going to break through those barriers, because he didn’t choose that any challenge he took on should defeat him. And he was going to insist that Potter join him in this.
The moisture and the warmth grew between their mouths, until Draco felt as if he stood in a jungle. Potter’s hair grew loose and wet with the heat under his fingers. And still Potter didn’t move, and still Draco held onto his resolve not to do it, although it made all his muscles stiff and his mouth dry with desire.
Idiot. What’s it going to take for him to realize that I’m telling the truth?
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Moron. I never saw a Slytherin so determined to destroy himself.
Harry had to hold back so he wouldn’t simply shove Malfoy away. He did want to spend time with him again. Malfoy was the first wizard to tolerate him sexually in a year. Harry knew he didn’t have much to offer, but what he did, he’d given to Malfoy, and Malfoy hadn’t disdained it. That made him precious, special, and much more giving than Harry had known he could be.
But Malfoy was also stubborn, and he seemed to be falling victim to the delusion that he was the only one strong enough to endure a kiss from Harry or something. Harry’s fingers tightened on the walls, and he made the decision all at once, in a long, strong strike. Malfoy would have the kiss he wanted. And then he would either retreat fully, or he would give up enough that Harry could go back to sucking him off and things would be fine.
Harry leaned forwards and kissed Malfoy like a snake, quick as one lunging.
He knew all the deficiencies of his kiss, and he watched Malfoy with open eyes, to see when he would start to notice them. There was the wetness, and the awkwardness of the way Harry held his face, so that his glasses always pressed into the other person’s nose, and the way he kept pushing in until he bruised lips and clicked teeth. And it wasn’t that he wanted to. It was just that he never knew when to stop.
He didn’t bother bringing his tongue into play. Malfoy would be convinced enough without that.
Malfoy pulled his head back, staring at Harry. Harry nodded a little. “That was the worst kiss you’ve ever had, wasn’t it?” he asked.
(∩˃o˂∩)♡
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headofthedemonn · 6 months
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My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun
My hunger for her explains everything I've done
To howl at the moon the whole night through
And they really don't care if I do
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randomberlinchick · 1 year
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Watch "Sister Moon - Sting feat. David Sanborn | REMOTE SESSIONS" on YouTube
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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun / My hunger for her explains everything I've done / To howl at the moon the whole night through / And they really don't care if I do / I'd go out of my mind, but for you / Sister Moon
Good night y'all 🌜😴
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theblackestofsuns · 6 months
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Nothing Like The Sun (1964)
Anthony Burgess
Vintage Books
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oobbbear · 21 days
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These designs came to me last night I had to sketch it out
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miguxadraws · 24 days
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Pardon me but can we get a full body drawing of Swap Pomni? She looks so cute!
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You're totally right, she is cute
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Prompt 245
Now Danny would openly admit, if only to himself, that he had a type when it came to relationships. If they were strong, if they were a threat to him, then chances were he would develop some sort of crush. It was how he had dated Sam and Valerie (And Johnny & Kitty) when he was a bit younger, and hell, Sam had technically succeeded in killing him, even if partly. 
Attraction towards smart people who could kill him was honestly par for the course for a Fenton or Nightingale anyway. 
And he’d also admit he enjoyed a bit of time travel, learning about times and culture long before his time, to the point that he could blend in in ancient times just as easily as the time he had been born in. That it was natural to mutter in a language lost to time. 
So color him surprise when another man perks up in the bar he had paused to get a drink in, vibrant green eyes gleaming in interest and responds in turn. And not just in the language, but able to keep up when he talks about things that once existed but haven’t been rediscovered yet. 
And one thing led to the other, and there might have been some assassins and some shenanigans that end with them both laughing together in an inn and then more and- Okay he has a type alright, and he’s ticking each box! How is that fair? 
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odessa-castle · 3 months
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Nothing Like the Sun: Chapter 11
In which Astarion and Wyll finally see each other again! (Yay!) And Wyll finally puts some important pieces together! (...yay?)
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Astarion/Wyll Characters: Astarion, Wyll, Ulder Ravengard, Cazador Szarr, Dalyria, Petras, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Intrigue, Trauma, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Ulder Ravengard's A+ Parenting, both these boys need hugs, but I'm going to be mean to them first, Unsolicited Fatherly Courtesan Procurement
Summary: Ulder Ravengard wants Wyll to enjoy more of the pleasures of youth, and Cazador Szarr has a solution: an enticing present for the young lord's birthday, in the form of an irresistible pale elf. To Astarion's surprise, Wyll is more interested in companionship than carnal pleasure. Their budding friendship sends ripples through the Gate's elite. But as that friendship begins to blossom into something more, the Grand Duke is called away to Elturel...
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theandrosaur · 1 year
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He just wants to live his cottage wife dream, Wukong. When will you listen to him.
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98chao · 1 year
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great hearing you got there mr six eared macaque
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smilesrobotlover · 6 months
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Heh
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headofthedemonn · 6 months
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Every day another miracle
Only death will tear us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart
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wenchfry · 6 months
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Cw:// Blood
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LOLLIPOP CHAINSAW SUN LOLLIPOP CHAINSAW SUN, SHOUT OUT TO eepsy_meep ON INSTAGRAM FOR THE BANGER IDEA + DESIGN. Going to color these in soon.
I fucking loved this game growing up, shaped me into the woman I am today.... Thank you Juliet Starling. Why is sun starling so incredibly fun to draw
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sinnabee · 4 months
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Congratulations on your new semi-permanent experimental position as the Official Daycare Assistant and Attendant Handler!
Now, you may have heard from a few of your coworkers that the Daycare Attendant can get a little... overeager, at times. But we can assure you that these are merely rumors, and should promptly be ignored - after all, the Daycare Attendant is always excited to start the day off with a smile!
Welcome to the Fazbear Family! We're sure you'll love your time with us!
And remember: you have nothing to worry about.
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