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Did Fallout casually drop a non-binary character out of the blue like that? I love them, very gender. But I did not expect that from the Brotherhood?!?!

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Ulysses, Joshua, Dean, Christine, and Follows-Chalk Reactions To Destroy Dick December

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » MDNI ➼ Genre » Romantic, NSFW ➼ A/N » Actually kicking myself for adding quotes to this series

Ulysses will actually agree to this scarily fast. He's a very physical person and adores the idea of spending that much time with you sexually. Besides, he feels that this is the perfect time to try a few different things out on you, just to make your time together a tad more interesting. You'll find that he's very passionate when it comes to your pleasure and will fuck you in all sorts of places to ensure you beat this month, especially if you lost in November. 9/10, depends on how busy the month is, but he's putting in some crazy effort for the both of you.

"Shh, just lay back."

Joshua is not only disgusted with you but amazed you think he could actually do all that with how many burns he has on his body. The first thing he's doing in the month of December is baptizing you. The fact that you even tried to ask something of this from him during the month of the Lord's birth baffles him and he will instead be doing a challenge of his own where he goes over one story of the bible every day until the month's over. 0/10, it just leads to another month of no sex.

"No."

Dean will get drastically more flirtatious with you as the month goes on. He'll plan out romantic, candle-lit dinners at random locations in the Villa, tilt your head to meet his gaze and play all sorts of records he's managed to salvage just to get you into the mood. He has tons of experience and would love to demonstrate it for you during these 31 days. It's honestly the friendliest Dean has ever been throughout the entire year, he just likes getting laid. 11/10, he is an animal.

"My dear~ How could I say no to a request like that?"

Christine will just shrug when you mention it. Sure, you guys can try it. She's aware of her limits and already knows she won't pass at all.. but you will. She'll make sure of it. She's not that into overstimulation, but throughout this month, she'll be doing her best to ensure you actually pass this time. Besides, she likes women who don't quit, even when put under all sorts of pressure. 9/10, you said you were going to do it, didn't you? She's just making sure you keep your word.

"You're tired? Already? C'mon, we can get one more in for you."

Follows-Chalk understands the rules of this one a lot better than he did in November, however, he doesn't pass it as easily. He finds that after the 9th or 10th day, he gets incredibly exhausted. He still needs to go out and hunt for his tribe, especially during the colder months. 4/10, he tries but, logistically it just wouldn't work out.

"Sorry... I.. I'm too out of breath."

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tem study with cody

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I really only wanted to show my Clone OC's Tattoos, buuut who was ever hurt by shirtless Wolffe, Rex, Cody and Jesse? 👀

I'd kind of love to draw some fanarts of canon Clones ... Which ones would you like to see?

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'Stargazing? Ma'am, I'm still not sure I see the point...'

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These boots stomp fascists

Based off of the extremely misogynistic 1974 Weyenberg Shoes ad. Image ID under the cut.

[Image ID: A picture of a heavy combat boot crushing the hand of Vulpes Inculta. The text across the top reads “Keep Legion where it belongs.” The combat boot is decorated with skulls and chains and the Roman numeral for six. Vulpes’ face is bloody and his glasses are lying broken in front of him. He is reaching for a platinum chip on the ground, just out of reach. The scene takes place in an empty desert.]

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Clone Commando Gregor

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"Hi there!💙

I saw requests are open again..🤩

May I ask for another Thrawn x f reader drabble, this time smutty?😈

I was thinking about something nsfw, just you and your secret lover enjoying another hot night on the Chimaera after duty...good food, wine, jazz music..and he's happy to show you his skills sharing his knowledge of the Chiss "Art of Love"😁

Thank you!!!!!🥰💙" - @ele-millennial-weirdo

Here you go bestie, smutty action for you <3

Thrawn x f!reader

tags : cunni, p in v, blindfolds, handcuffs

- What do you have in mind? You ask shivering

He kisses the corner of your mouth

- Something new, he murmurs , do you trust me?

-Yes, you let out in a breath.

He nods approvingly before making you spin.

- Let it happen.

He ties a ribbon over your eyes, blocking your sight. You shiver with anticipation, biting your lower lips. You feel his lips tenderly kissing the crook of your neck and his hands caressing your shoulder, playing with the braces of your babydoll. He let them slide as his hand snake their way to your front and grasp your breast, kneading them over the fabric. You giggle, your hand takes a fistful of his hair, keeping him in place. Not seeing a thing is making everything thrilling and exciting, so much you feel goosebump appearing over your skin. He licks your neck with a satisfied growl, making his chest vibrate against your back. He nibbles at your skin, surely leaving a hickey behind and marking his territory. He pulls on the string of the babydoll, loosening it up, permitting him to slide his hands inside to grope your tits and playing with them, he circles your bud with his thumbs, pinching them from time to time. You let out a moan at the warm sensation of his palms over your tender mounds of flesh. Your inner walls start to clench in excitation and you roll your hips against his, feeling him tight in his trousers. 

He chuckles.

- Impatient, aren't you? 

- Aren’t you? You moan.

- Everything in due time.

He stops and guides you towards the bed, delicately pushing you down over the pillows. You hear a metallic rattling before feeling the bed sinking next to you.

-Hands up, he orders.

You obey without refraining your excited smile. You feel a cold sensation circling your wrists and a locking sound. Your hands are now unmovable. You gulp and squirm on the bed until you feel something incredibly soft caressing your lips. A strong odor fills your nose as it  passes over your mouth. A rose. He lits it and kisses you, your tongues meeting in a sensual embrace. You savor the kiss like a treat, moaning in his mouth. He parts with you and you feel the rose caressing its way from your jaw to your breast, circling them. It tickles you a bit. He pulls on the fabric, fully opening the babydoll and exposes your tits to the fresh air, you feel your bud hardening and peek. He takes them in his mouth, lapping them, licking across them, kissing them softly. He bites one, earning a yelp of surprise from you. You squirm and whine under his ministrations, your body waving with excitement, awaiting what’s next with impatience.

The rose comes back, trailing from your breast to your navel and then your venus mound. He licks the trail, kissing your mound with reverence.

- Lower… You plead.

You hear him purr, a deep rumble coming from the back of throat, making his whole chest vibrate. You wish you could purr in synchrony with him. Your raise your hips and he takes out your panties, revealing your pussy to him, you hear his puring deepen as he holds your thighs open for him. 

Once again you feel the rose trails down your slit and you can’t refrain from bursting out laughing.

-Ah! It tickles!

He chuckles and does it again, prompting you to jerk your hips away with a laugh. He holds your hips down, caressing your legs and spreading them apart. 

You gulp, feeling him caressing your inner thighs, then you feel his breath as he kisses and nibbles them. You mewl with great pleasure, the sound getting more deep and guttural as he slowly approaches your cunny. 

He blows on your cunt, sending shivers down your spine. You await with excitement, biting your lips. He parts your pussylips with two fingers and traces them tenderly. You curl your toes in anticipation, your breath getting stuck in your throat. He takes a sloppy lap at your cunt with the flat of his tongue with a moan from the depth of his throat. You growl, digging your nails in your palm. He starts sucking on your clit, his wet tongue circling your pearl and licking all across, tickling you. You mewl and coo, your back arching and your inner walls clenching.

- Oh maker…

You gulp under his assaults, getting wetter by the seconds, you feel your walls contract, your pussy so painfully empty.

- More… Thrawn please…

You wave your hips but he holds them down, stroking them with his thumbs. He smooches your clit and tongue fuck you thorougly, parting your folds with his wet muscles, grazing your g spot with ease. You moan uncontrollably, earning a deep purr from him, he always liked hearring you. 

- You taste divine, ch’acah, he growls.

You humm, too lost in the pleasure to formulate a sentence. He inserts two fingers and scissors you while he goes back to licking your bud like a lollipop. He hooks his fingers, knuckles deep, and caresses your inner soft place. You feel all your inner muscles contract by waves more and more rapidly until you squirt in his mouth with a yelp. 

Out of breath, you hear him drink from you while purring, he sounds really pleased. He lapps the remnant of your juices from your pussy and your tighs.

- Thank you for the drink. You imagine him licking his lips.

- I’m sorry for that… You’re not even sure why you’re sorry in the first place, but you can’t help feeling embarrassed.

- Do not ever apologize for that!.In fact I will make sure you will do it again right now, he rumbles.

You flush, squirming under his imposing presence.

You feel him changing position between your legs, the bed dipping a bit. 

He spreads your legs wider and you feel a long and warm shaft against your cunt, coating in your creamy fluids with a back and forth motion. You jolt at the sensation. Then he slowly slides his cock inside you. He deeply sighs at the sensation of your cunt swallowing his dick.

- Maker, you're so tight, he lets out.

You gasp at the sensation of being stuffed, he makes a circling motion with his hips, earning a moan from you. He lets you adjust to the size of his veiny, girthy length before thrusting. He starts with a slow, languid pace, moving in and out of your warmth, delicately massaging your wet inner walls. You can feel his cock leaking and twitching inside of you. You wrapp your legs around his waist.

- More… you plead between two mewls.

He grunts and fastens his pace, jerking his hips, with a deep, brutal pace. He pushes the air out of your lungs with each thrust, fucking you silly. Your back arches and your eyes roll inside your head. You gasp and whine, holding the bed frame for dear life. Rutting you with obscene noise, flesh slapping against flesh, juices mixing. You feel your breast bounce as he rolls his hips against yours. You yelp, and cry and he moans and purrs. He grabs your hips to hold them up, deepening his thrusts.  He pounds you like a jackhammer, digging his nails in your tender flesh. You grit your teeth. Slowly and surely, the pleasure build up and spread through your veins with waves. 

Your inner walls clench and contract, strangling his cock. He buries it deep to the hilt with gasps, You’re trembling with your whole body, muscles shaking. 

You come with a silent scream, all your body tensing up around his girth. You squirt once again, and you hear a deep satisfied rumble from the deep of his chest.

His thrust begin to get sloppy and erratic when he finally comes to a stop and cum inside you, his potent seed leaking out of you as your cunt milks him dry. 

He places his hand on your tummy as you both catch your breath. He leans forward and slide his other hand under your head to untie the blindfold. The light blinds you a bit at first, forcing you to squint, but you can quickly see the face of the man you love. Sweaty, out of breath, muscles flexing and disheveled hair. He slicks them back, his chest moving up and down, you take the occasion to admire him. 

Maker, he’s handsome.

And all yours.

He caresses your tummy tenderly, almost mind-absently, eyes on his hand. He doesn’t pull out of you, remaining seated between your thighs. 

- Can you free me? you ask, rattling the handcuffs.

His gaze shifts, like you called him back from his thoughts. He looms over you and detach the cuffs, you massage your sore wrists. He puts his forehead on yours, closing his eyelids. You look at his face with nothing but love in your eyes, caressing his cheek. He holds your hand in his palm, with a satisfied sigh while you cockwarming him.

- Everything is okay? You ask, murmuring

- Everything is fine. I was just measuring the chance I have to be with you, he kisses your palm.

- It’s me who should say that, you pout.

- Then we are both lucky, ch’acah.

He kisses you softly, like a secret, embracing and hugging you.

-... incredibly lucky.

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@thrawnspetgoose @readinglistfics @elise2174 @debonaire-princess @twilekchiss @pencil-urchin @ineedazeezee @mssbridgerton

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"Hi there!💙

May I ask for some fluff or mild nsfw this time?👀😁

I was thinking about Thrawn x fem reader, maybe they're a longtime couple, and after long missions that brought him far away from home for months, he's finally back and they deserve some good quality time together..he missed you and your touch so much..🤭💙

Thank you!!😘" -@ele-millennial-weirdo

Nsfw implied at the end

Thrawn x f!reader

You’re scrolling on your datapad, gathering data and contacting intel when you hear the door of your apartment open. It must be him. You run to the door to see and greet your dear husband.

“Thrawn! Finally you-”

He cuts you out, with a finger on your mouth, shushing you lightly. He caresses your lips with his thumb, devouring them with his burning gaze and slowly leans over to kiss you. The kiss is infinitely soft and delicate, as he holds your head and you let your mind wander at the sensations. He smells like leather and metal, and under that the heady smell of musk. Your lips curl in a smile, simply happy to be with your husband. Finally, you think, it's been so long… 

Contrasting with his delicate work on your lips, his hand travels south, grazing your ear, your cheek, your neck, your shoulder, your arm then finally your waist. He seizes them and presses them against his pelvis. You forgot how warm his skin is, even under the fabric. You hum in appreciation, grasping is uniform, pulling him closer. He leaves a peck on your mouth and slides his head on the side of your neck and takes a deep breath of your scent, taking a fistfull of your hair. 

"You used my conditioner?" He asks, the head still buried in the crook of your neck. 

“The odor reminded me of you…” You coo, shivering at every breath he takes.

He lowly chuckles, leaving a trail of kisses in your neck forcing your head back gently and licks his way from the crook of your neck to the tip of your chin. He peppers kisses on your cheeks and nose, with a gutural low growl, holding your head in place. He finally towers over your lips once again, you can feel his breath on them, but this time his eyes lock with yours. You are entranced by them, by their carmine glow.

“I missed you.” He murmurs

“Me too.” You lick your lips with anticipation.

“I missed your lips, your voice, your laugh.” As he speaks, one of his hands trails down all the way to your thigh where he kneads the flesh, caressing your soft skin. He leans to your ear, licks the outer shape, making you moan, he whispers to it like a chant. ”I missed your squirms, your whimpers and how your pussy clenches and drips over my cock.” He bites and nibbles your ear and you gasp, his hand cupping you core under your thin panties. He slides them to the side and trails down all the length of your pussy with one finger. 

"It appears I can not get enough of you. Even when I am on duty."

Your left trembling in his hands, legs weak and panting. He looks at you satisfied with his demonstration, you gulp under his gaze. 

"Thrawn…" You left out in a breath, feeling the desire burning between your legs. 

He looks at you with tenderness and kisses your knuckles, slowly guiding you towards your bedchambers. 

"I know ch'acah, I know. Let me take care of everything."

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Happy Birthday @nataliens !!!!!

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Odi et Amo: Fox and Spider

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Selkie Spring/Summer 2023

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I don't know if anyone else has drawn this meme, but it's been in the back of my mind since I got Maxson's order(҂⌣̀_⌣́)