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Upper Moon chibis by Gotouge
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charles leclerc has ice cream, a ferrari, and a puppy. he is living the dream. my dream specifically
#lil baby leo leclerc is the cutest lil fucker in the world holy moly#i wanna say i am not jealous but i am#deeply jealous actually#f1#charles leclerc#ferrari
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FNAF/SAMS TICKLE COMMUNITY LISTEN THE FUCK UP
BLOODY’S NEW BODY HAS A CANON WEAK POINT, AND IT’S LITERALLY ONE OF THEIR UNDERARMS. CANON, WEAK POINT, IN A COMMON PLACE TO BE TICKLISH. I GET THAT ITS BEING PORTRAYED AS JUST A SPOT TO ATTACK TO FUCKING KILL THEM BUT THIS IS LITERALLY A GODDAMN TICKLE-SPOT. I AM FREAKING THE EVER LOVING FUCK OUT AAAAA
#Sun and Moon show tickles#lee!bloodmoon#canon weak spot#Sun and Moon Show#SAMS bloodmoon#WHEN THEY WERE QUESTIONING HOW THEY COULD TRUST IF SOLAR/NICE-ECLIPSE WAS TELLING THE TRUTH???#I WAS JUST SITTING THERE WHISPERING; “Poke the weak-spot- see if it’s really there or not-“#SO DISAPPOINTED WHEN SOLAR JUST SENT THE BLUEPRINTS#BUT OH MY GOD I AM FREAK OUUUUUUT AAAAAAA#WE NEED TO MAKE CONTENT OF THIS.#THIS NEEDS TO BE KNOWN ACROSS THE SAMS/FNAF T-COMMUNITY.#ITS NECESSARY#UPDATE FUCKERS;#WE HAVE LITERALLY GOTTEN A CANON FUCKING T-SCENE INVOLVING THE WEAK SPOT#SOLAR WAS CHECKING OUT THE SPOT AND IT ACCIDENTALLY TICKLED BLOODY#THEY LITERALLY SAID “That tickles a little-“#AFTER LETTING OUT ONE OF THE CUTEST SURPRISED GIGGLES I’VE EVER HEARDDDD#(sure they said they didn’t like it but shhhhh we’ll call it denial/stubbornness)
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Just Jason Todd. Little Robin jason Todd staying up late to do his English hw. Little Robin helping the ppl in crime alley bcs he knows their side. Little jason todd picking at his suit collar because he isn’t used to it and it’s choking him bruce- little jason sitting on the kitchen counter as Alfred cooks telling him abt his day and like arguing little philosophical topics that no one but them cares about. Just little Jason Todd.
#jason todd#dc robin#little Jason Todd#cutest fucker#cutest#so fucking cute#dc comics#batman#alfred pennyworth#like I’m sorry like I love that little nerd
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The Reluctance of Love Pt. 18
Orc Male x Half-Elf Male, Fated Mates, Forbidden Love, Slow Burn
Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17
Word Count: 2257 (average 17 min read)
Content Warnings: mention of mating, homophobia, fantasy racisms.
All orcish is from orcishdictionary.com, created by Matt Vancil.
It had only been a few hours when night let itself drift into the soft pale light of the morning. Altan was still snuggled into me. Tightly. My arms were stiff from holding him, but I refused to let go. My body felt the strain from being awake through the night and holding such a tense position for so long, but I was wide awake and I roved across the now gray horizon to catch sight of anyone looking for us. I had not yet seen anyone return back to Berdusk. Even if I had been tired, the fact that Altan had been touching me for this long was reason enough to keep me up all night. I was frozen in place, completely stock still and waiting for the dream to shatter, for something to break the moment.
Yet, Altan slept. Soundly. Peacefully. Right next to me.
I was dumbfounded. I was also incredibly nervous.
What was I supposed to do?
I knew that we should be moving soon, but every time I looked down at him, all I could see was his small frame, fitting perfectly within my hold and the peaceful rise and fall of his long, slow sleeping breaths. If I leaned over, I could see his gentle expression and the way his hand had bunched the front of my vest into his hands and clung to it. Anytime I shifted, his hands would tighten around the fabric and he would pull himself closer to me.
I might have moved many times on purpose just to watch again how he reacted to me.
As soon as the grass took on a pale hue and the sky turned a misty gray, I didn’t want to risk waiting any longer to move. I gently laid a hand on Altan’s shoulder and gave one small shake. “Altan.” I said, softly.
A moan escaped his lips and he once again drew himself to me. He buried his head into the center of my chest.
“Altan, nod merad.” My heart. The words felt unfamiliar and strange in my mouth. But I liked it the more I said it. “We must be going.”
He started to squirm, his head burrowing into me like he wanted to bury himself into my chest. He opened his mouth wide into a yawn and suddenly he was completely stretched out and his limbs were everywhere. I had to lean back to let him extend his arms out.
He sat up and I noticed how his hair was flat on the side of his face and the center of his forehead was red where he had been resting it on me. His eyes and cheeks were soft and reminded me of the dough Doxxah made. I wanted to squeeze him. I moved my hands to sit on them as I waited patiently for him to awaken. Everything about this was new to me, and I loved discovering this about him.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
He blinked and opened and closed his mouth a few times. I was getting the sense that Altan was not a morning person. He ruffled his hand through his hair, somehow making his appearance even messier and also more adorable. I bit my bottom lip and held back the urge to reach out and touch him.
He finally seemed able to focus and his attention fell on me, and then like the morning sun, his shoulders lifted and his lips parted into an open mouthed smile.
“It really wasn’t a dream.” He proclaimed.
I shook my head and managed to smile. “Still here.”
We seemed to have developed an odd habit where we let conversation die before it even started, replacing it with long stares. I knew for me, it was because I was terrified to say something stupid in front of him. And he was also very beautiful to look at. Words tended to disappear from my brain the moment I saw him and it would take me a few minutes to recover my speech. I had no idea why Altan froze into a mute daze, but I could only hope it was good.
He finally broke the silence with a small laugh, “I’m..I just…I can’t believe that you’re here. We’re together.”
“Not completely.” I said. “We need to be moving soon.”
He became sober and grabbed his knees and hoisted himself to his feet. “Then let us be off.”
I pulled my pack off and pulled a small paper package, I unwrapped it and revealed a small cluster of tarts, each filled with a bright red raspberry filling. “Eat. We’ll need it to make it today.” And from another pocket I pulled out a waterskin.
His eyes softened and he leaned down, reaching for a tart. “You take such good care of me.”
I felt my face go hot and I looked at the ground, reaching for a tart of my own. I downed it in one bite and then handed the paper sack to him. “I’ll go take a look around.”
I rose to my feet and looked around us. The land surrounding Berdusk was mainly plainlands with the occasional copse of trees and clusters of large boulders. We would need to rely on every available tree, rock, or shadow we could find to keep ourselves concealed from plain sight. The later the day would climb, the more difficult it would be to hide.
“I’m ready.” He said beside me. He had his pack on his back and his hair was pulled back from his face, looking a little more put together.
I nodded and with my pack over my shoulder I led the way onward.
We walked instead of ran and my head was constantly looking over our shoulder, ahead of and around us. I saw the way Altan watched me and would sometimes look out.
“How far is your home from here?” He asked.
“Couple days. I’ve never come from this way before.”
“Do we have a map?” He asked.
“Don’t need one.” I said. “I can always find home.”
“Is that an orc thing? Or a Drun thing?”
I hummed, “Most orcs stay in their tribe their whole life, we aren’t meant to be solitary. Our instinct is always to return home.”
“What made you become solitary?” He asked, then hurriedly followed up, “I don’t think it’s bad at all that you’re that way. I only meant to ask because I’m curious. Everyone is different, and I think that’s good.”
I smiled down at him, “I don’t really know. Perhaps my head got hit too many times when I was young and addled my brain. Perhaps there really is something wrong with me.”
“I don’t see anything wrong with you.” He had to pick up the pace to stay abreast with me, and I guiltily fell back, slowing my pace. “I know your family has called you broken for a long time, but I don’t think so.”
“Because everything that you admire is what my family sees as weak.”
He shook his head, “But that doesn’t make you broken. Perhaps you’re something greater than them. You could be bringing in a new era to your people.”
I shook my head, “An admirable thought, but not likely.”
“Then perhaps you were made that way for something greater for yourself.”
“Like you, maybe?”
He blushed at my answer, “I don’t know about that. I’ve only made things harder for you. I worry that you’ll regret choosing me.”
“Why?” I asked.
“I know how much it matters to you that you have your freedom to choose. During lordhovid I think it really scared you because you didn’t want to be forced to do something you didn’t want, nor did you want to force me into it either. Forcing yourself or anyone else to lose their autonomy was too much for you. I just hope that I haven’t pushed you to do something that you aren’t ready for by making us run. You’ve given up your home, your forge and your ability to earn money to support yourself.”
“Altan.” I said softly.
He doesn’t hear me and continues. “We’re on the run and I’m barely even able to keep up. You’re such a man and can do anything. I’ve spent most of my life in one place and learned how to do artistic things. I know nothing about hiking, or hunting or surviving out in the wild. I barely made it to the Sword Coast with my wit, but the wilderness scares me. I’m about to be the greatest burden on your life ever. “
“Altan” I repeated.
“And I’m not even sure I’m prepared for what your family will think of me. I’m not an orc, nor am I a woman. Though I’m sure I’ll pale in comparison to the women in your tribe too. I’m not even sure if you’re even attracted to men like me. And I can’t give you children- though I’m not sure I would want to do that even if I could give you one. The idea of it sounds truly awful and my father has practically cured me of ever wanting to be a parent. But what if you want babies and I’m suddenly the person you’re stuck with? Will your family resent me for that? Will you resent me for that? I’m sure your family is lovely but I'm just nervous about what they’ll do to me when they realize that I’m it. I’m the one you’re stuck with because of something that you didn’t want in the first place.”
“Altan!” I snapped. My voice came out like a low rumbling bark and I noticed how Altan jumped as soon as I said it.
He bit his bottom lip and looked up at me. “I’m sorry, I sometimes get caught in a spiral of thoughts.”
I stopped and grabbed his shoulder. “Altan, I am not good with words, so please listen closely. Lordhovid may have brought us together by mistake, but we are both standing here. I do not make decisions without thinking. We chose this. I chose you without my body’s influence. I am scared to be yours - I do not know how to act or feel - but I would not choose anyone to be with now…now that I know you. Should that make me a broken orc, I will bear it proudly. I have my own fears that I am not adequate enough for you and that being with me will ruin your reputation…but I will fight for you no matter what.”
“Drunrag…” He began. “You…Do you mean it?”
I nodded. “Orcs do not lie, nor do they exaggerate.”
“But…what if I can’t give you what you want?” He asked.
I shook my head. “I do not want children. Nor do I want a woman. I want you.” I pointed to the vial around his neck, “I trust you with the one thing I fear more than anything. I trust you. And I choose you. There is no one else I can be with now.”
He let out a long, loud breath and his hand was suddenly on his heart. “Oh my, I’m not sure why it took this to convince me. Drun, I’ve been so scared and angry and frightened by everything my father has been threatening, it’s made me so emotional and irrational. Can you forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive, nod merad.” I resumed our walking and I made a quick glance around to make sure we were safe.
“You’ve said those words before. What do they mean?”
I bit my lip, hesitant to say it. “It means my heart.”
I couldn’t look at him as I felt my face begin to burn with embarrassment. I could feel his eyes on me, and I felt my body tense up at the pressure building between us. It felt like a bridge, an invisible bridge that tied our feelings close together. If I looked at him, I would likely begin to drown in the emotions he returned back to me.
“You…” He began, his lips teasing into a smile. “You’re quite the romantic.”
“Please don’t mention it.” I said. “My family calls me soft enough as it is.” I stopped and pointed ahead of us. “There looks to be a forest a few miles ahead. If my memories serve, the river that leads to the Plains of the Dead follows through that forest. We’d be wise to travel under its shade.”
“Right. Only a few miles to get there.” He said, then took a deep breath. “We can do this.” It sounded like he was saying it to motivate himself more than anything else.
“Shall we rest?” I asked, struggling to hide the amusement in my voice.
He shook his head. “We must not misuse the time we have.”
I nodded, “Very well.”
“You're mine as well, just so you know.” He said, his voice light.
“What?”
“My heart.”
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Beccaaaaaaa… the “it’s not cheating if” thots are taking over my mind. Because imagine you and Bucky sneaking around, masturbating together to start and slowly working into more, but it’s not cheating cause he isn’t inside you, you aren’t coming with his name on your lips, but one night, this hot hot night Bucky can’t help himself and he’s gliding against your pussy “but it’s not cheating baby, I’m not inside you” and his head catches on your opening, groaning he pushing further “it’s not cheating baby… not if it isn’t all the way in…”
and I’ll let your hot brain come up with the rest 🥵
Giving you all a break from subby!dbf!bucky bc I'm going to write loads more of that soon, this was just too hot and I've been meaning to come back to those thoughts for a while now
And I absolutely love this, I'm just going to pick up where you left off because it's perfect. So maybe he just starts to thrust a little, inching in and out but he can see the worry on your face because each time he thrusts in, he gets a little bit deeper inside you than he was before. Before you know it, he's bottomed out with a broken groan.
"B-Bucky? Oh God, this is wrong." You whimper but he shushes you with the softest kisses.
"No honey, don't worry. It's not cheating if you think of Steve. Don't think of me. Imagine I'm Steve." You can't help how your body flutters around him because now he's inside you, you're desperate for him to stay there. For a few minutes, you almost think you can do it. If you close your eyes and pretend, you can nearly tell yourself it's Steve grunting in your ear. You can almost convince yourself it's your boyfriend calling you a "good girl" and not his best friend.
It doesn't last for long though. No matter how badly you want to let yourself fall into the fantasy that you're doing nothing wrong, you can't escape the fact that the man on top of you kisses differently. He feels different, he moans different and he fucks different. No, this isn't your partner and there's no denying that.
"Bucky, that's so good." You whine, arching your back into his chest and for a second he thinks he might lose it. You don't want to think of Steve, that much is clear.
"I know, angel. I know. It feels perfect. But it's only cheating if you cum so be a good girl and hold it for me. You can't cum, sweetheart." There's no fucking way you can hold it, especially not when he starts to pound into you, setting a punishing pace. Pathetic cries of his name fill the air, along with the sound of skin slapping on skin and it's pure bliss.
"You're gonna cum for me." He pants, his brows knitted together. The sensation of finally being inside you is just overwhelming for him but he knows it's just as intense for you. "I-it's okay, you can cum. It's not cheating if I don't cum inside you. It's okay. It won't count if I pull out."
Some sick little part of you both loves this frantic clutching at straws, searching for some moral exoneration for what you both know to be downright wrong. There's no explaining this away. There's no absolving yourselves of the guilt but at least the longing will have subsided. This never needs to happen again, after all.
"Bucky, oh God, I'm cumming. Fuck, I'm cumming." You groan, right against his ear, clawing at his back and grinding your hips so you take him as deep inside you as possible. It's different to how an orgasm with Steve feels. It's more intense and much more frantic.
"Oh fuck, oh God no." Bucky grunts and in the midst of your own overwhelming high, you feel him twitching and pulsing inside you. "Fuck, you made me cum. You filthy little slut, you made me cum inside you." He's not even sure where such a vulgar insult came from but it makes you want every last drop of his cum and you're determined now to take it all, concequences be damned.
"It's okay, it's not cheating if I didn't knock you up. Who am I kidding, I probably just did."
#asks answered <3#anon#becca writes spice#something has bitten my ankles#like please#I know I'm delicious#but leave me alone#I'm tasty but if I find the fucker that nibbled me I won't be held responsible for what I'll do#mainly because I make everything so much worse#I could just leave the lil itchy bites alone like a normal person#but I HAVE to scratch them#and now I have removed skin#If I find what bit me#I will bite it back#and that won't be pretty#why are snapchat memories a kick in the throat?#A year ago today I was on the cutest lil date night#4 years ago today I was in florida#and today I'm ranting on the internet about getting my ankles bitten#life is weird
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Terzieff and her narrative foils
#bonesart#oh ya that is enver gortash btw#i dont want to delete terzies saves yet in order to do my durge run :(#i love her sm#enver gortash prob thought this lady was gonna be sooo easy to manipulate. only for her to speak to him once and think: this fucker is dead#bg3#bg3 tav#kindest and cutest of the bunch adores the asshole elf#well. karlach might have her beat in the kindness thing
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brb pinning every single frame of this interaction on my wall MY LITTLE SKRUNKLIES LOOK AT THEM SMILE IM PUTTING THEM IN MY POCKET AND PROTECTING THEM FROM ALL HARM
#not spoilers#bbc ghosts#bbc ghosts robin#bbc ghosts mary#larry rickard#katy wix#it’s the platonic soulmatism for me#cutest little scheming fuckers on the planet <333
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Sunny's getting sleepy so shes asked tubbo to put her to bed <3
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if i’m allergic to cats then why are they so cute and want to be best friends with me
#I MUST PET THEM ALL#i’m a little drunk and this cat in my lap is…..the cutest baby ever ever ever#love these fuckers
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RUNS THROUGH DOOR
A lil Inner Sloth and Mahiru??? A tidbit of SlothMahi perhaps?? Also dear lord i hope you can get rest and a break from school soon :<
SO. I am a simple man with a simple brain so I saw the first part of this ask and took it literally ldhdidhzn BUT. I still think it's cute and hope ya enjoy
#me? drawing servamp?? after all these years??? more likely than you think#krkejdh i was gonna draw the lil cat verson bc i think i remember him the best BUT ik yall like that little demon fucker alot too so! ye#cutest mahiru ive drawn in a while can i get a hell yah#asks#servamp#kuromahi#is there a different ship name for this specific kuro? i havent servamped in so long guys help me#brizie draws#mahi-does-some-art#AND THANK YOU I WILL SURVUVE SCHOOL I PROMISE!! THE SEMESTER IS ALMOST OVER!!! AAHGGGGHH!!!!
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eclipse au is the best thing to happen to this world i get to just cry over cute cat versions of my favorite characters
#text post#mine#ECLIPSE!TOMMY IS LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING ON THIS EARTH#HAVE GENUINELY TEARED UP AT THAT LITTLE FUCKER
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At some point growing up Regulus Black wore every single one of these victorian smocks.
#regulus black#marauders#and sirius??#harry potter#marauders era#slytherin squad#he was the cutest kid I swear#a little emo#tag urself as a member of the black family in one of theses fuckers
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Please look at this animal
🥹🥹🥹🥹
#hey look it's my cat!!!#cinnabud#Cinnamon#kitty blogging#cats#IS HE NOT THE CUTEST LIL CHONKY FUCKER
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going through my files and realized i never shared the finished mao drawing from gcw. so have him and those incredible hands now yee ~
#my art#traditional art#wrasslin#wrestling fan art#mao#my beloved#seriously those hands#probably some of my favorite hands ever#especially considering i finished the right one on the bus#but god he was. the cutest fucker#i will ramble eventually about my trips this summer i promise#but he remembered seeing this on insta when i handed it to him and was so happy to get it#i love him so much your honor
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Why's he so fucking cute, like why, I can't deal with him 🥰😣🥰😣
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