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#touch part 7
seagull-scribbles · 9 months
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They’re out of touch
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“Sing, let your heart soar! Sing forever!
Sad and so happy! Feelings flow over
Now our world is full of all kinds of colors
Closing my eyes, I still can see the stars…”
Overmorrow -FIN-
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layersofsymbolism · 7 days
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Zevlor's breathing doesn't slow this time. He's burning as hot as the Hells under your hands, your mouth, as he kisses you with barely restrained fury. His own calloused fingers glide over your skin, knuckles flexing, tense, the occasional bite of claws and prick of teeth showing how ragged his command of himself has become. The low growl, the deep vibration in his powerful chest, is almost constant now. He shifts from between your thighs and slips a hand behind your knees, his arm moving around your back and lifting you as easily as if you were made of straw. Cradling your still quivering body as a few quick steps take you around a corner to where his bedroll waits in a small alcove. Crouching, he lays you down on the thin wool blanket, the meagre padding reinforcing your suspicion that this is a man too accustomed to denying himself even the most basic of life's pleasures. His kit is clean and meticulously kept, but painfully spartan. He kneels above you, tail lashing, regarding your supine form with undisguised trepidation. Brushing a lock of the dark flaxen hair from his eyes, his tone is rough, apologetic.
"I wish it was softer. You deserve..."
"Fear not, I like it hard," you smile, running your nails down his abs.
His nostrils flare, and those long hands clench, fighting himself for mastery. Incrementally, he lowers himself over you, careful to avoid laying his full weight upon you, easing between your spread legs, supporting his body on his elbows until he is pressed against you fully, manhood sliding against the junction between your thighs. He closes his eyes, resting his forehead on yours and letting his hair curtain your faces. A gentle kiss, and another, precedes the fire of his eyes reigniting an inch from yours. He draws a deep, shaking breath.
"I want... I need to be inside you. I've never felt anything like... please, I don't want to hurt you. I'll go slow. Let me know if it's too much. Say 'Paladin'."
Your heart almost breaks, knowing he chose that word because it was guaranteed to wrench him from any loss of control and cool his lust like a dash of icy water. You know you'd never be able to do that to him, to remind him of everything he hates about himself, to bring awareness of his perceived dishonor to your bed. You shower kisses over his face, his eyelids, gripping him almost fiercely, wanting to feel his full weight on you. He's heavy for his size, but you adore the pressure, wanting to be as close to him as possible. You flex your hips with a needy whimper, dragging him back from the brink and igniting that flaming passion once more. You nibble his pointed ear and he groans, shifting his hardness against your center.
"I can take anything you're willing to give me, Zevlor. I want everything that you are. I'm yours. Please. I..."
Your last two words are swallowed by his frantic kiss as his amazing body flexes, lining up the thick blunt crown of his manhood with your slick, quivering folds. He lifts his head slightly, the fire raging in his eyes the only thing you can see within the silken curtain of his hair as, ever so slowly, with as much gentleness as his lust will allow, he lets the weight of his hips and thighs relax downward...
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jayisnotverysmart · 23 days
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laststandx3 · 7 months
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*sobbing* daryl dixon is so bad. it feels like it was written by coping every other zombie story but without a drop of creativity. is so boring, so predictable, the characters are so boring. ep 1 dixon arrivies at the nun place, doesn't want to take the *mysteriously special* kid with him. why will he change his mind? but sure the nuns get all killed by a sort of militia that decided the nuns were responsible for the murder of one guy. of course it's the nuns! ep 2 the group has dinner with some kids. there's the most predictable oxigen tanks drop and explosion and then they keep on walking. there was a woman that hid a 7 months pregnancy to her sister, even tho they lived together, and you can't hide a 7th month belly. magical kid has the same origin story as the kid from the last of us. identical + the nuns. who are the people i would trust the most in case of a medical emergency. i mean we all know how nuns these days study anatomy and medicine.
now poor adnag that so far has been given the blandest generic douche boyfriend character!! he was really there trying to pull a face cupping that would make a marine sergeant blush and betray his country, all the while saying 'lets leave your sister on the road while we run'. what person in the world can think this line can work. lets abandon your pregnant sister on the road during a zombie apocalypse. this is just stupid. who would agree? who wrote this line and thought it was a plausible conversation? they just needed to make this scene believable, like pregnant sister is starting to have contractions in the car and then he panics and wants to leave her behind and non-preg sister leaves him. and it makes more human sense like uugh. who can ask a person to leave their sibling during the apocalypse? but this is the level of character depth we have in this show. this is the level of writing we have to witness.
and why everyone has to speak english even when they're between them? even when dixon isn't around. if you don't want them to speak french then don't set the story in france. if you want them to speak english all the time then never make them speak french from the begin and we can just pretend they're speaking the language of the audience. let them speak french!
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thawthebeez · 7 months
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do you guys ever think about how the floorboards in stampy's home are probably so worn down from years of walking the same path over and over again? do you think some rooms are so pristine and shiny but others are so worn out from use? do you ever watch him tower up while making a build and then jump down onto the roof of another building or a lamppost and then imagine a cat holding a sword in their mouth and sculpting clay with their paws? do you ever just make stampy's lovely world so realistic in your brain and then think of the various ways you could write about it? all the poems? the lifelong friends and how after all these years there is still so much love in everything he does? do you
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seagull-scribbles · 8 months
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O-o-ohhh, O-0-ohhh~
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griffincloud · 1 year
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This was originally done/being worked on for Valentine's Day but this is as far as I got before crashing (mentally) but I’m happy with it enough to post it as it is so far
BG under the cut
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navramanan · 4 months
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I feel so horrible
#last evening i spilled tea it was obv an accident but i should have been more careful it was through a too careless action#some spilled on the book i got from the library. i thought that was the worst part#a bit spilled on my laptop. very little. while i was busy with the book my mom wiped my laptop#my brother immediately turned it off & told me to keep it upside down overnight#so i put it upside down. for hours. at least 4. before that i picked it up to look i could still see the water#but my laptop reacted to me picking it up & showed the battery percentage on the screen like it does#i didnt do anything else and put it back upside down. so again later i picked it up to check#it look dry. this time it didnt react to my ''touch'' to me picking it up#i didnt think anything. i wanted to do something on my laptop and tried powering it on. idk if that was a mistake or not#but it didnt react. the night is over it's almost noon it's still not turning on. it's been in rice the whole night#but honestly i dont even know if that actually helps. i know it's a popular method but idk#my brother works in IT he knows computers he said he'd unscrew & remove the storage disk to be safe#and to call someone they know who repairs computers. neither of these things happened yet bc we dont have the right screw#my brother i believe asked the neighbor#i'm not really hopeful. i've slept 4 hours last night bc i was so worried i couldnt sleep#went to sleep at 3 woke up at 7 couldnt sleep again#i said i'm not hopeful but one thing about me i never think bad things like this could happen to me so there's always this#''it's not real this isnt happening'' in me. i wish it wasnt bc if it turns out to be real it devastates me#i feel i get swayed so easily by things going wrong. it just immobilizes me#it happened when my luggage got lost. i was completely scatter brained fully gone when it happened#i was staying at my aunt's place. she poked fun at me for how much it affected me. said i have euros i could raplace my clothes#i spent four days this way. i was there to see a friend. i felt i was robbed from truly having a good time. it was our first time meeting#i cried every single day. called the airport lost & found every single day. this one thing occupied my whole being#i got my luggage back but what i'm getting at is for one i actually got it back so it wasnt a real bad thing that happened. it got fixed#and two it just had me in its clutches this one incident. so now my laptop wont turn on i cant think of anything else#cant do anything else. and although it looks real and i DONT want to be hopeful so i can let go and not be devastated when i find out#it's irreparable. idk where i'm getting at with this. except idk i really really really want it to work again#nesi rants
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naw-naw-honeyimgood · 5 months
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i know im the dumb bitch that's first thought to what fic i can write off a media is either a soulmate au or a daemon au BUT
I'm reading a harry potter fanfic (dont look at me like that 1) its a crossover and 2)fanfics can just as easily be a ceremony where we dance around a fire thats burning source material okay) and i mean
tbf i didnt CHECK but has anyone considered that a person's animagi form is just what their daemon would be? cuz the mc of this fic is about to realize that the weird-ass dog he's seen around campus is an animagus and i was like
you know, when ur writing a daemon au, one staple is that a trait for people with dog daemons is loyalty. so i thought it was kinda funny that someone who's a dog animagus was framed for disloyalty and all that
then i thought of a daemon au where there's like a whole faction of people STILL, twelve years later, debating whether sirius black was REALLY guilty. because he has a dog daemon, so there's no way he'd betray his BEST FRIENDS, who he was LOYAL to, right? ('in fact' some of that faction would mutter to each other 'that action far better befits the rat daemon whose death he was accused of' conspiracy theorists who?)
or a group thats adjacent to THEM who insist he was playing a long con from the beginning: he was planning to serve voldemort from the get-go, so he PRETENDED to have his daemon settle as a dog in order to have an in with the Order of the Phoenix, who would obviously trust someone with a dog daemon. his daemon isnt ACTUALLY a dog, the claim.
but one thing i hate about writing daemon aus is that u have to come up with a daemon for EVERYONE and then NAME them all, which i hate, so this is an open offer to anyone who actually wants to write it
i mean i guess i could write a tiny little thing??? i dunno- if i actually wrote this it would ONLY have this stuff in it so idk if it would be worth writing
(i could see conspiracy theorist parvarti or lavender tho- divintation fanatics they are 🤔)
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thedragonsnotdead · 10 months
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i love ur tags on ghost's fic let us screech together about it soon pls <3333
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HIII. THIS FIC HAS ME SOO AAUUGGGDHHFFHH.
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mysteriousdragon2 · 1 year
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Art trade for @churbo Requested to draw Diego Brando and Hot Pants from Steel Ball Run! Honestly, I never drew Hot Pants before so she was a new challenge to encounter, while Diego had his fair share of struggle too, but hey- I drew something a tad challenging, and I’m proud of that!  They are posing for an epic battle! Don’t mess with these duos, surely they’ll pack a punch together! Also I never read Steel Ball Run because reading something lengthy tires me out to the point of forgetting what happened in the story, it’s a pain lol. Will I someday? Unsure- Anyway, thank you so much for this art trade! Was fun working on despite the struggle I endured, but all worth it. 
Enjoy ;p
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