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yours-trudy · 2 years
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Happy anniversary, you kids.
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gleafer · 3 months
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ride-a-dromedary · 6 months
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Again I know it's supposed to be a haha reference to the turns into a bear when he's too aroused thing, but in again refusing to brush just over the surface of this character: "I must be careful or I'll lose run of myself again. An Archdruid should show *some* restraint." comes across to me as more melancholy than perhaps intended when a. You take it into consideration that several lines imply that Halsin has issues with self control and self servitude, and presenting an "acceptable" version of himself as an outwards facing authority figure, to the point where he brushes over his own feelings, or pushes things that he wants down in the effort to reflect better what others want from him.
And b. Remember that Halsin was essentially just an apprentice when he was forcibly situationally promoted to Archdruid - he wasn't taught *how* to be an Archdruid or trained for it, or mentored; he was thrust into it because they didn't have any other choice. But they needed someone, so he stepped up. Halsin has spent the last century studying and learning things on the fly or through trial and error, and in a position of leadership like that, he is aware that every failure to uphold that mask *counts* and others *are* very much affected. How many times has he muttered that same mantra? Or heard it thrown around? An Archdruid not having control over their own magic is a big deal. Even when he is no longer Archdruid, he still grumbles it to himself. He's been at it over a century and he *still* doesn't feel like he's gotten it right. Even when he is in a place of progression, of trying to gain hold of himself again, those wisps of failure and self doubt still creep into everything. And that's sad to me.
#BG3 Musing#Halsin Posting#haha funny line in response to saucy line that man is about to go feral ooh se- HEY TRAUMA#it's like a med student being promoted to the head of emergency#or an admin assistant suddenly being put in a ceo role#like i know it's a meme scene!! but halsin sounds *humilated* when he accidentally wildshapes during his romance scene#he sounds flustered and embarrassed and is so quickly launching off excuses with a tone that indicates *he thinks it's over*#like he fucked up he fucked this up just when he was *starting* to come into himself again and it never stops#i keep thinking of that one lyric from big thief 'i can't find surrender/and i can't keep control'#and again i'm reading too deep into it but halsin's struggle with failure really is embedded here you just have to...like listen to him#Even when he *says* that there's little point in denying oneself#he does it literally all the time - he did it for a *century*#and i'm not saying he doesn't have fun or not enjoy things but he cuts himself off so early at the root#or buries himself so thoroughly in a self indulgence until it wrecks him and neither of these things are healthy#note that he says as long as others aren't affected - he doesn't say as long as i'm not affecting *myself*#anyway i'm unwell#maybe i was never meant to be archdruid - you weren't! you were meant to protect nature's spirit and roam with the wilds#and yet he still did the best he could and people *admire* him and followed him but he may never come to see it that way#you ruined a perfectly good wood elf - look it's got trauma and anxiety (and larian turned him into a meme and i won't forgive them)
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ashleyfableblack · 2 months
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What do you get for your spouse on Hearts N' Hooves Day when all they want is you?
Queen Twilight has got ya covered. Queen Chrysalis Sparkle awakens to what promises to be a very happy, healthy and busy Hearts N' Hooves Day. Happy Hearts N' Hooves Day to all y'all out there, Pony Queen, Big Mama Bughorse or whatever ya got.
The Eternal Courtship. Love never dies. It only changes form. 💜💚🐞🐎💚💜
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tswwwit · 4 months
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I feel like at some point in the Familiar AU, someone (Ford? Secret Flirtagent who's made it his personal mission to ""rescue"" Dipper from Bill after nearly getting murdered?) snoops through Dipper's magic cellohone for clues on how to destroy Cipher. And this really is 70% of their texts.
Obviously Bill would have made it so if anyone besides he or Dipper tries to use the phone, they get a nasty surprise, but still.
(Thanks as always for the amazing writing!)
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diseaseriddencube · 3 months
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scared to look up alastor on ao3, because while I'm not opposed to people shipping alastor/putting him in saucy scenarios and whatever else that has become a drama- but i know that's ALL it's gonna be, and he is not gonna be in character is he 😩
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promptspa · 2 years
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Random prompt #39
"It's a yes or no question." Supervillain stated bluntly, draped along their throne with their chin propped on their hand. "Yes. I do want to live," Hero sneered, baring their teeth as they pulled at the chains confining their form. "That was an answer with five more words than I wanted." It came off as a warning, but the hero merely yanked at their chains once more with a lot more force than intended. They let out a small yelp as they felt something pop out of it's place, arching at the sudden ache. A pained whimper slipped out of their lips, no matter how much they didn't want it to. A coo sounded from ahead of them and they lifted their head to glare at the horrid villain, keen to stay defiant and not show vulnerability. They snarled, ducking their head to rid the other's pitying look. "That's what happens when you refuse to just listen." Supervillain chirped at them as they stood from their throne, walking to the kneeling hero. They crouched down and grabbed Hero by their chin, forcing their head up. Hero waited for an order, an insult, anything. But no words came - and that was somehow worse. The silence taunted them as they kept their gaze locked with the villain's. And when the quietness became too much and Hero's thoughts had simmered enough, they let out a small sigh and relaxed in Villain's hold, their jaw unclenching and the defiant spark in their eyes cooled. "See? It's much easier to just be good for me, pet."
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oluka · 1 year
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Tony and Emma on horses.
Invincible Iron Man (2022) #5
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spirit-of-anime · 1 year
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The morning after drunk in BL - The realisation ^^
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Silent Bonus....... ^^’
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Namaiki Kareshi (My Saucy Boyfriend)
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plasmablasts · 11 days
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i appreciate the bottom out there that wants alex to be a sole top, but this man didn't get railed by wolverine in mexico for you to say such things.
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Now hear me out but like what if Shimazaki found out Reigen was not an esper and wants revenge for that punch. What if he waits till he's sure that Mob and Serizawa aren't around, Reigen is alone at this little corner of the bar. It's the perfect opportunity to get his comeuppance. He sidles up to him ready to give his little prepared speech and-
They end up sleeping together.
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projectcaramel · 2 years
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Ambrosia (END) - Obey Me! Barbatos, Lucifer, Diavolo x Reader
NSFW Content ahead.
Part IV
"I just want to get laid."
“Lucifer!” you protest loudly, but Barbatos is already running with you in tow. “Barbatos, this is unnecessary!” 
“Try to understand his feelings, MC,” Barbatos replies gently, even as you pass through a long, dark passageway. 
“I said I don’t want to be protected!” you retort. “I’m a grown-ass woman, and I can make the decision whether or not I want to get laid by the guys I like!” 
“Those weren’t the sentiments I was referring to,” Barbatos replies, and you almost trip and fall into the butler’s back. Not quite. 
“Then what?” 
“He—and my lord as well—don’t want to have sex with you while they’re under the influence of a drug that makes them spiral out of control. To them, it would feel as if they were lying to you.” 
“That’s bull!” you complain, and light finally starts to re-enter your sight as Barbatos pulls you into his room. The labyrinth was connected to his room?
“It may sound ridiculous, but that is their honest feelings.” Barbatos chuckles softly, even as you shake yourself, irritated. 
“And what about you?” you challenge the butler. “Are you going to pull the same BS, or are you just immune?” You wouldn’t have been surprised if someone like Barbatos was immune to the effects of the dessert; he always was the most controlled one out of the three and the least likely to indulge himself. 
“Oh, no,” he replies, as if amused at the very thought. He faces away from you, your hand still clutched in his as he continues, “I’m afraid you’d be quite incorrect on either of those suppositions.” He finally turns to look at you, his chartreuse eyes brightly gleaming in the moonlight afforded by his windows. The look inside them makes you do a double take. “In truth, I should have locked myself inside a room and given someone else the key. Because...” Barbatos smiles sweetly. “Unlike those two, I know exactly what Lussuria chocolate does to me.” 
“...makes you hot and bothered?” you suggest, even as you feel Barbatos toying with your fingers in his hand, the cloth of his gloves sliding gently against your skin. 
“The reaction does produce an aphrodisiac, yes,” Barbatos confirms, even as he captures your other hand. You swallow nervously as he does so, mainly because you can tell he’s not joking about needing to be confined. This quiet butler... isn’t he the real danger here? The sheer fact that he’s warning you with such a sweet expression, all while silently denying you the option to leave, is concerning enough. “However, personally, the only effect such a drug has on me is exposing a part of me I normally choose to keep hidden.”
“Which is?” you ask, although you can already guess the answer.
“The selfish part,” he replies, still smiling at you. “And right now... I don’t mind showing you that part of me.” 
“I didn’t know you could be selfish; I thought that was Diavolo’s job.” Barbatos chuckles at that remark, and for a moment, you see something warped in his gaze. “So, what you’re saying is that you’re going to do exactly what the other two were trying to avoid?” 
“Yes,” he replies, closing his eyes as he smiles. “Come to think of it, I believe my lord locked me inside a closet at my request, but such a thing no longer matters.” Barbatos trails his fingers up your arm, against the side of your neck to weave themselves into your scalp. “Instead... tell me how you’d prefer it.” He’s nearly kissing you at this point, but he hasn’t let your lips meet yet, as if he’s trying to test your patience. 
“With me in control,” you reply, but Barbatos just seems amused by the response, and in the moment that you kiss him, you have the strong feeling that “control” is not something he plans on giving you. He wants to dominate you with a complete power over your pleasure. Wasn’t he supposed to be a sub?!
“MC,” Barbatos says, but just as he opens his mouth to say something else, both Diavolo and Lucifer burst in. 
“Goddammit, what?” you ask. “I swear, if you—” You aren’t able to finish as the three boys attack you at once with their lips and hands. Apparently, all of them have lost their minds, though you’re not complaining. 
And this time, there is no stopping. 
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causticsunshine · 1 year
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me: has several fic wips to finish from last year, two fest fics due in march and april, several art pieces left half completed, a full time job complete with an exhaustive schedule and manual labor
also me: yeah yeah okay BUT hear me out. what about a juno au.
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ashleyfableblack · 6 months
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"Honeybug, I've been thinking…"
Twilight ran a hoof along her wife's barrel, listening to the soft cricket-like purring buzz through the chitinous plates of her slumbering body.
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Chrysalis stirred, giving her alicorn partner a squeeze. "Mnnhmm. You do that, fairly often. It's one of the things I love about you." She accented the statement with a sleepy kiss to the tip of Twilight's horn and a flicker of her serpentine tongue. She adjusted herself to better clasp the much smaller mare to her body and gave a small yawn. "And what mystery are you pondering that demands you wake your poor, overworked wife from her well-deserved slumber?"
Twilight only purred in response. The crest of floof across her barrel fluffed up as her eyes took a mischefious glow.
She trailed a hoof delicately along the chitinous plates of Chrysalis' abdomen. "Your anatomy, specifically your reproductive structures."
"You have my attention."
She chuckled, brushing the satin of her wife's camisole aside to massage the bands of her wasp-like abdomen. "Weeeeell' evolutionary science teaches us that even in an enhanced environment of thaumaturgic conductivity such as Equus, the structures of a body exist to serve a purpose beneficial to the survival of the creature or the species as a whole. All organs have a purpose. Hearts pump blood. Brains process and store data. Bones, or in your case, a chitinous exoskeleton provide support and protection to vital regions and so on."
Her hoof trailed along the band of her wife's camishorts, drawing a playfully inquisitive chirp from the changeling queen. "Reproduction is generally a matter of processes best adapted to the climate, necessities of diet and thaumaturgic resonance. Most biological species consist of a standard binary of partners, one providing their essence to merge with the other and form offspring. The structures drastically vary from species to species but most fit into this broadly categorized system."
Twilight paused, tapping her hoof on her wife's flank. "Which brings us to you…"
Chrysalis chuffed through her fangs and smiled broadly.
"Your species is different than any other sentient species we know of. There are no sexes in the same sense as other creatures. There are only you, the queen and the rest, drones, effectively all female clones of you. Your body converts collected emotional energy into biological essence which becomes fertilized eggs. The process is asexual in nature requiring no input from a male…"
Chrysalis purred. "Yes. A clearly superior species."
Twilight smirked as she continued, massaging her wife's rump. "This parthenogenesis explains your prehensile ovipositor and a few of your internal structures, producing and laying the eggs."
Twilight's wingtip glided up the inside of Chrysalis's Thigh, exploring like fingertips. "But everything else around this neighborhood here is a bit of a mystery." She tugged at the satin bow of her camishorts with a raised eyebrow. "You have a butt. Which makes sense from a structural-" her voice lowered, taking a noticeable edge "-and pleasingly aesthetic perspective." Chrysalis wriggled with a sinister chuckle humming through her barrel.
"You possess the standard orifices one would find on a cisgender female pony. With the exception of the armored plating of your lebia majora the structures below the belt they're nearly identical. However, they seem to serve no clear purpose. Between your species' diet and the efficiency of your nutrition processing, your body has no waste to process and remove. Your ovipositor covers all external aspects of egg-laying so the reproductive aspects of your marehood and any internal components are non-existent."
Twilight looked up to meet her wife's heavy-lidded gaze. Chrysalis' snake-like tongue flickered at her inquisitively. Her slitted eyes betrayed nothing of her thoughts but her smile was born of wicked mischief.
"Which leaves us with the question. Why? You did promise me to never change your form during our times of intimacy, a promise which you have kept. This would indicate that this IS your standard structural configuration. Then again, I could also imagine you assuming these structures full-time prior to our relationship becoming official, perhaps as a preemptive means of making your body more familiar to me…"
Chrysalis leered back to her. Her look could light charcoal.
"What do you think?"
"I think… You like to be mysterious." Her wings' feathery fingertips slowly unlaced the bow of Chrysalis' camisole with a growing smile. "And you would do just about anything to make me happy."
The changeling queen gave a wicked chuckle worthy of a super-villain and draped her hooves over Twilight's withers.
"Right on both counts, beloved."
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saucyroots · 1 year
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Well now, ain’t this interesting and fitting for such a small bloom close to the ground. Spring crocuses are from the iris family and symbolize rebirth since they pop out of the ground and show their pretty faces after winter. They are also a symbol of joy and romance. Could there be a connection between rebirth, joy and romance!? I say so! Yes! But I ain’t handing you all the answers. 🤓 #saucy.roots #springflowers #joy #romance #rebirth #spring #gardencenterbeauties #gardencenter #gardencenterlife #crocus #crocusflowers #purpleblooms #beautychaser https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYMghmLwM8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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cupandsaucybooks · 1 year
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