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gothicbabydollz · 2 years
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One last thing before I go to bed: I have seen a fanart and it gave me IDEAS!
https://www.instagram.com/p/CbMLlcjL0iv/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Please tell me I'm not the only one that looks at this and imagine an azriel x reader x gwyn/elain (even both) where they restrain that huge illyrian warrior and turn him into a moaning mess so desperate to cum and then so overstimulated, using him for their own pleasure, putting him on his place oh shit how I love fanart 🀌🏻
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I stared at that fanart for a long time. I love you.
You’re not the only one, I love this idea. i may have to
uh save it for the future. Just you, Gwyn and Elain typing him up and using him they way you all see fit. Keeping him gagged because he’s begun to whine too much as you continue to tease him. Forcing Az to watch as you all make each other cum, he can’t touch himself or beg so he has to sit in torture, aching and drooling. Fuck me- 😩
fanart under the cut for reference
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jvstsaywhen · 5 months
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The shit I put up with
jk ilu and all the damn heart wrenching plots
@champagneandparacosm
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pinkandblueblurbs · 2 years
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people write ‘dom/sub’ but really it’s just abuse
i assume u mean like. sometimes or oftentimes it reads abusively and arent trying to just say all d/s is abusive lmao. but yeah i can see where this is coming from. i mean sometimes people write toxic d/s dynamics knowingly, and i think if they KNOW its toxic that’s one thing, like its the same as just writing darker stuff. but sometimes it does almost unintentionally turn toxic or abusive lmao
i feel like im kinda guilty of this sometimes since i like heavy d/s and also i like dark stuff so im sure there have been times where i’ve written stuff with dark undertones and not rlly called it dark
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fushic0re · 2 years
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Hi Sam!! I'm loving seeing your reactions to the movie. I loved it!! How are you?? Hope you're alright, I saw a very sweet pillow/teddybear and remembered of you - 🍑
omg thank you 🥺 i got a new panda stuffie who i have yet to name
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arropadita · 8 months
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bios :•)
Í àœ²àœŽ*: 🍮 ♬ ᬟ ❀ ۪۪۫۫ဢ ⣬ ⭐🩵 ❥
❀𝓂͟𝑜͟𝓇͟𝒹͟𝒟͟𝒹͟𝒶 :. 𝓹each eyes ⡎⠞🧞🍑
🔂 àŸ€àœ²ðŸž 𒂭۪۪۪۪᳝۟. ♥⁎̯͡ ʔ🧇🐜 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑙*:·.
c♥ramelo ♬ 🐻‍❄ ✟ ✧ ✧ 👩🏻‍🊰🫙🪱 ̩̩͙*
፝ á­š 𐎱̞ ⚠🊂 ‎. 🥷🏻 ﷻ𝓌𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓮ᅵᅵ𝓮𝓌𝓌 
  
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lxnarphase · 3 months
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❥ time to use the most powerful magical weapon in my arsenal !
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✰... dear lunar.
. ↳ "LET'S DANCE!" : sweet, sticky, thick, and pretty ⌞toji x reader⌝
✰..."CHECK IT OUT!". she/they. twenty-two [22]. blk writer. 18+ jjk blog
. ↳ current favs : g. satoru, g. suguru, f. toji, r. sukuna
⌞ reqs : closed | thirsts : open⌝
✰...rules ⋆ byf ⋆ m.list ⋆ tags ⋆ follows + interacts from @rxddxvotion
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starclub ;
⌞emoji anons⌝ : 🧞 , 🪻 , 🩰 , 🍑 , 🎀
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all rights reserved © lxnarphase | do not repost, copy, translate, or alter my work | do not use my work for ai bots without permission | dividers used in works by @cafekitsune & @benkeibear
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grapementos · 10 months
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ʙᎏʏꜱ + ʙ᎜᎛᎛ꜱ 🍑
『ꜱᎏᎍᎇ ʙɎʜᎀ ʙᎏʏꜱ ᮀɮᮅ ᎛ʜᎇ ʀᎏʟᎇ ʙ᎜᎛᎛ꜱ ᎘ʟᎀʏ ɪɎ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ʀᎇʟᎀ᎛ɪᎏɎꜱʜɪ᎘—᎘ʀᎇ᎛᎛ʏ ᎄʜᎀꜱ᎛ᎇ & ᎏᎠᎇʀᎀʟʟ ɢᎏᎏꜰʏ. ᎄᎀ᎜ꜱᎇ ᎇᎠᎇʀʏᎏɎᎇ ʟᎏᎠᎇꜱ ʙ᎜᎛᎛ꜱ. ᎀɢᎇᎅ ᮜᮘ ᎀʟʟ 』
‷ ᮋ. ʙᎀᎋ᎜ɢᎏ, ᮋ. ᎅᎇɎᎋɪ, ᮇ. ᎋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᎍᎀ, ʜᎀᎡᎋꜱ
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❥ katsuki loves every inch of you. of course, he loves your mind and soul more than anything, but your looks were definitely a bonus.
you were the same with him, except there was one thing you loved a tiny bit more.
“goddamit, y/n, if you poke my ass one more time—” he gritted his teeth, body basically folded in half from your playful assault on his ass.
you giggled, backing yourself up against the nearest surface, “sorry, kats. you know i just can’t resist when you bend over in front of me like that.”
his hands were twitching and eyes scanning, a telltale sign that he was watching and waiting until the perfect moment to get you back, “it’s not even just then. when i’m walking up the stairs, or laying on my bed, you go straight for my ass like some kind of vulture.”
“you do the same shit!” you accused, “except you don’t poke, you grab!”
he chuckled, as if recalling a fond memory, “dunno what you’re talking about.”
“bullshit.” you scooted against the wall, never once taking your eyes off him. you couldn’t stay in the same spot, for he’d easily be able to manhandle you and get you back.
your eyes darted left towards the living room and then right towards the laundry room, excitement and fear and adrenaline thrumming under your skin.
“don’t even try.”
now or never, you decided, making a break for the living room with a squeal.
the heavy footsteps behind you made the chase all the more thrilling as you launched yourself towards the couch, only to fail as bakugo wrapped his arms around your waist just in time.
“no!” you screamed, struggling fruitlessly against him.
“nice try.”
❥ kaminari is always attached at your hip. physical contact makes his skin buzz with life and love and everything in between. he’s always holding your hand, your thigh, your face, and occasionally your ass.
he doesn’t have a favorite part of your body, considering he’s constantly touching all of it, but he does love ass as much as the next guy. he’ll poke you when you bend over and burst out into hysterical laughter at the look on your face when you stand upright.
your favorite thing to do in retaliation is to take the high road and wait until you’re laying together. every night, he has to crawl to the end of the bed to tug the ceiling fan light off, giving you the perfect opportunity to kick him right in the ass.
“ah!” he yelped the moment your foot made contact with his ass, curling in on himself.
“that’s what you get for nearly knocking me over earlier.”
just as he moved to get back at you, he lost his balance and rolled right off the bed with a thud.
instinctively, you burst into laughter, throwing the blanket off to go check on him.
he was laughing too, cracking up on the wood floor at his own pain. looking at him just made you laugh more as you dropped to the floor beside him, trying desperately to breathe.
“oh-” he guffawed out, “oh fuck.”
you shook off the last bit of giggles, straddling his lower stomach, “are you okay?”
once his face went back to his normal color, he nodded as the last bit of laughter bubbled out of his body, “yeah, didn’t even hit anything. except for my butt.”
your head fell onto his chest as you broke into laughter all over again, “oh my god, perfect.”
❥ ejirou is the ass man of all ass men. he naps on it, grabs it, pokes it, smacks it, bites it—he’s an ass man. he squeezes it when he kisses or hugs you—his hands just naturally gravitate towards it.
since being with him, you’ve developed the habit of squatting rather than bending over to pick something up. you only walk behind him up the stairs, which sometimes is advantageous for you, considering you’re quite fond of his ass as well.
you’ll poke his butt when he goes upstairs, which starts an all-out chase around the entirety of the house. even at his agency, you’ll visit during his break to bring him something to eat and bug him for his hour lunch.
“thanks, babe,” he spoke through a mouth full of lunch, sat behind a sleek desk.
“no problem.” you had a chair pulled up next to his, fingering his hard, gelled up hair, “you should’ve taken off your hero costume.”
he eyed you knowingly, “why? cause my sash covers my ass?”
you grinned, “maybe. but i gotta say, i do love the half-naked part of your costume.”
“perv.”
“you’re one to talk.”
he chuckled and lifted you onto his lap, his hands resting comfortably where your hips ended and ass began, “yeah, but at least i’m honest about it.”
you cupped his cheeks and kissed his nose, “you are, my lovely, pervy ass-man.”
❥ hawks isn’t always with you, but when he is, he’s all over you. he’ll take you to the highest places and hold you, the two of you trapped between his wings. your ass is one of the more intimate places he loves.
sometimes he just needs to hold you in silence, listening to nothing but the sound of your breaths mingling and heartbeat becoming one. his hands will skim feather-lightly over your waist, hips, and ass.
you’d finger his feathers, gently rubbing them between your fingers. you’d gently rub the lightly scarred area where his wings sprouted from, basking in the sheer intimacy between the two of you.
other times, when he was less vulnerable and more of the happy, charismatic, witty hero that everyone knew, he’d tickle and carry you, make dirty jokes and innuendos that left you rolling your eyes.
you loved both sides, but you had to admit that the soft, quiet intimacy was your favorite.
“i love you.” you mumbled into his bare chest, slipping your hand down his back.
“i love you.” his eyes were closed, thumb smoothing over your hip, “all of you.”
his wings fluttered under your touch the moment you moved your hand up, his hand squeezing the fat between your hip and ass.
“me too.”
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gothicbabydollz · 2 years
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I've been feeling extra soft these days and just thinking of laying in bed with Azriel, his wings covering you, warming you, hearing his heartbeat and holding his hand. Tracing his scars, kissing his hands and calling him beautiful while he caresses your hair with the other hand ah what a dream <3
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What a dream, indeed. It would feel like no one else exists other than you and Az, tucked away in your little nest of warmth. He’d be mesmerised watching you absentmindedly play with his hands, ï¿Œhis fingers. Loving them in a way he hasn’t grown to do so.
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yxngwxnieee · 1 year
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woncon · 9 months
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❥ jungkook x gn!reader
➳ warnings: there is a light 🍑 slap
➳ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣
➳ bts masterlist | main masterlist
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mug. sugar. teaspoon. coffee capsule. you prepare the ingredients and arrange them on the counter. you hear footsteps.
"would you like a coffee too?" you ask, without turning around.
with your back turned, you have no chance to prepare for jungkook's next move. you scream as you're lifted off the ground by the other's muscular arms and swinged onto his shoulders.
"w-what are you doing?" you're surprised, and a little confused, but hearing your boyfriend's sweet giggles, you just smile. you're also amazed at how strong jungkook is.
"what do you think? i'm taking you back to bed."
"put me down, kook!"
he slaps your ass playfully.
"nope."
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pinkandblueblurbs · 2 years
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tumblr drama i don’t get, is when a minor gets mad at an older blog for blocking them, when in their bio it clearly is stated __ and up!! i’m a moot on anon, but i’ve gotten a few asks in past blogs and a few in this one, with people mad at me for blocking them
it’s clearly stated in my DESCRIPTION where it’s very hard to miss, and it just baffles me.
same thing with minors getting mad for the smut fics having dark themes

there’s clearly warning at the TOP of the post, giving you spoilers on what’s to come, and an obvious 18+ associated with it. i just don’t understand how people don’t look at tags or anything important, and get mad at the creator for wanting to be comfortable in their own blog??? 🧐
yeah no any shit where people (esp minors lmao) get mad about not reading people’s clear warnings or blog boundaries or whatever is so annoying. like this is on YOU, not me, don’t get upset with me! it’s not my fault you can’t read!
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fushic0re · 2 years
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I've talked to all my friends so we can go out once I get better (which future me will hate and curse current me for), I hope you're more wise and binging a show or something. I'd send you a message but I'm so awkward 🥎, if I try to come up with a subject I'll say something like "Don't you think it's weird when a golden retriever is called Loki? There's a unspoken law that they should be always Thor" 🀡 -🍑
LMAOOOO I TOTALLY GET YOU I'M LOWKEY THE SAME WAY 😭 no pressure though!
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sunniewr · 1 year
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⠀⠀❥⠀🍑 ᷊̀⠀⍺࣪𝘭ֵ𑜐⍺࣪𝘺𝘎⠀𝘭ֵኞׄኞׄ𝑘𝘪𝘯ናׁ⠀᳡᳔𝘳ׄᧉናׁဆ̵֎⠀⠀⃚ á¥¬ðŸ—’â €àŒŽ
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unlicensedcardiologist · 5 months
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Mfs when they find out autism is a spectrum: 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Could you write Kyoya with a partner who’s a bit of a misfit? Like not bullied, just kinda out of place for having odd interests. Thank you so much 💕
🍑💭: I can relate to this s hard:’) hope you enjoy babe!
pairing: kyoya x gn! reader
genre: fluff headcanons
cw: none!
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❥ i’m not gonna lie to u chief he did not like you at first LMAO
❥ he very much thought you were a weirdo cuz nobody hung out with you and you were off by yourself enjoying the things you like
❥ he ended up meeting you because you thought the abandoned music room was a place to study at. turns out there’s guys that are trying to flirt with you as soon as you walk in??? why??¿??
❥ you end up requesting him just so you have some company, and he ends up enjoying his time with you
❥ he says teasing remarks a lot, but he starts to hang out with you outside the host club. will approach you and go “oh? alone again, are we?” but he’ll always end up sitting next to you
❥ he doesn’t share your interests, but he’ll let you info dump on him etc once y’all end up dating
❥ he loves you very much:) tries to spend a lot of time with you
❥ he ends up getting you to become friends with the host club and now you have friends to share your interests with!!
❥ so cute<3
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