#and I wanted this to be spicier

[danses-with-dogmeat]

R is for -- Raul Tejada

Ah, Raul, what an absolute legend for beating MacCready in the polls. I couldn't believe it, but once again, I am not complaining. I love him, I love writing for him, and just... these types of prompts for him make me feel all giddy.

Gramps deserves some lovin', what can I say?

And here is the 2k event masterlist, for your browsing pleasure!

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Pair: Raul x F! Six

Dialogue: “Don't stop."

Word: Relief

Rating: NSFW (but not super explicit)

Category: Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 1.4k

“Really? Wow, I can’t believe you remember all that…When it was, what, over a hundred years ago or something?” Without putting too much thought to the action, Six leaned her head against her companion’s shoulder as her eyes stayed transfixed on the smoldering fire they’d prepared.

“Well, more like 200." He let out a dry sort of chuckle, and the movement jostled Six's head slightly. "Doesn’t seem as long ago as it was, though. And what can I say? Memories like that... They stick with you. Family, you know?” 

“I don’t actually.” She was quick to answer him.

“O-oh, right, sorry ‘bout that, boss.” Raul stammered, and Six felt him tense. 

“No, no, sorry, I meant that more as a joke.” Six laughed a bit, and she felt Raul’s shoulders relax from their previous stiffness as she kept her head leaning on him. 

“It may sound bad to say," She continued, "but… I feel like I don’t really need to be sad about not having a family.” Six seemed to say it without thinking, the words just flowing out freely like Raul’s ears were a natural sort of irrigation path. “I mean… I have you.” 

Raul shifted as he looked down at his companion, and though she was still staring ahead, into the glowing coals of their leftover fire, he could see the truth of her words shining through in her expression. 

“Me?” He asked, and it came out as little more than a breath. 

“Yeah, Raul.”

He smiled at the way she said his name, feeling like a giddy colegial again, even after so many years.

“I feel like, with you, I have everything I need.” 

He could only blink at that, unsure quite how to respond to something so sweet, directed at him. 

It's been awhile...

Six shifted against him, sitting up and turning so that they could meet his gaze. 

“And… I’m sorry, for everything that you’ve lost, that you had to leave behind. But I hope… I hope that having me in your life makes it a little easier.” 

She looked away now, and-- was that un poco de rosa rising to her cheeks? 

Raul felt… captivated, his eyes unblinking as he took in the lovely sight of his partner–

His boss, he had to remind himself. 

There is no way she could see me that way. Románticamente. She just said she sees me as family. 

“I don’t know what I’d do without you, mija.” He said, in placement of everything he truly wanted to reveal to her. 

This... this is más fácil.

What she feels for him now; how she depends on him, how she views him, it should be enough. 

After all this time though, time on his own… Raul felt ready for something more with this woman, but if it meant losing what they have? If she refused him? Maybe, like the few others he’d thought of pursuing in the past hundred years or so, she’d turn him away, maybe with that same hint of disgust upon her face, that quality of ‘what were you thinking?’ in her voice. 

Raul didn’t think he could handle something like that, couldn’t go back to his measly shack and his workbench, todo solo. Not now, that he knew what it was like to be with her. 

Sure, he complained and he sassed, he still worked and was in danger a hell of a lot more than he had been on his own, but… He was living, now. Not just wallowing in his memories, living in the past, or living in a prison– in more than one way– like when she found him. 

“Really?” Six breathed, and he felt the spill of warm air over his face, just now realizing her close proximity to him. 

How come she hasn’t flinched yet? Most women flinch– most gente, even– can’t stand to be so close to someone like me. 

“I feel… Just the same, only, well…” 

Raul could see the way her heart picked up written upon her face. Six was about to tell him something that would change everything, but… 

She never quite had the chance, as something possessed the ghoul, some confidence her words had forced into him, something her closeness brought about, and he leaned forward the couple inches it took to press his lips to hers. 

A small noise escaped her, surprise, he hoped, and not– 

Disgust, revulsion, fear, anger. Sólo elige uno, could be any. Or multiple, even. 

His own fear was dashed from him, though, as Six wove her hands around the back of his neck and pulled him closer. 

Sparks flew behind Raul’s closed eyelids as he felt her press so wholly into him, as she tilted her head and her soft, perfecta, lips kneaded over his. His, that he’d been so self-conscious about, that he feared might even hurt her, with their roughness. If it did though, Six made no mention or motion of it, and before he knew it, Raul found his– equally bruto– hands sliding over her waist, pulling her body closer to his, delicately weaving his fingers over her loose-fitting sleep shirt, lifting the fabric ever so slightly to graze his warm fingers over the smooth skin of her torso. 

As one exploratory hand moved to caress her back beneath her shirt, Raul felt Six gasp against him, her body tensing beneath his touch in a way that jolted him out of his mindless bliss, back into reality. Without another thought, he pulled back and away from her, his hands and lips both vacating her body with rash haste. 

“Mija, Six… I…”

Does an apology even begin to cover this?

Maldito idiota--

“Shh.” She filled the space that he'd made between them without hesitation.

No, alternatively, Six’s hands never left their place over Raul's shoulders, and even now, they sought to pull him closer, her fingers insistent where they pressed into the thin fabric of his jumpsuit.

“It’s alright, Raul.” 

She’d whispered his name this time, and despite all his cautionary thoughts, Raul couldn’t stop the tingle down his spine from reaching another place, one he was more ashamed of, as he felt his jumpsuit seem to tighten below his hips. 

“Don’t stop.”

Raul heard the words, and then, Six’s lips were back on his. 

Even the coals of the fire had darkened and cooled now, and the pair were utterly lost in one another. Months of buildup, of feelings unspoken and actions un-acted upon, and all of it being released on this one fine, cool night beneath the stars. 

Raul’s mind only came back to him when Six’s fingers set upon the zipper of his mechanic jumpsuit, pulling it down without an ounce of reproach, and he couldn’t find it in himself to stop her. At this point, Six knew what she was doing, she wanted this, as much as he did. 

And mierda, but that was a wondrous thought. 

So, he allowed her to tug the fabric from his arms, to haul it all down, down, until his chest was exposed to her. Only then, did she pull her lips from his. 

Breathless, Raul opened his eyes, seeking any semblance of apprehension or disgust from her as she saw his ravaged skin in its gross entirety, but no such expression crossed her face. 

No, only that same such wonder that he felt as he looked at her, as he thought of her. She drank him in, like a clear, blue oasis in the middle of the blistering heat of the Mojave, and her lips quickly followed suit from her eyes. Tentatively, but more for his sake than her own, it seemed, Six kissed down his neck, then to his chest, as her arms smoothed over his skin in a reverent sort of way. A way that made him want to worship her in return. 

The touch was… shocking, to say the least, but the weight off his shoulders, the fear, it was all lifted away as she pressed her hands to his chest, encouraging Raul to lay back on the rough blanket they’d laid upon the sand, and continued her cariñoso actions over his skin. 

Raul allowed himself to close his eyes, to soak in the feeling of her touches, unabashed and unashamed. More than he could say of his own views of himself. 

It was aliviando, to forget his own biases, and to free himself of what he’d thought she might say or do when he told her the truth, when he made it clear how he cared for her. 

It wasn’t something he was used to, but perhaps, that too could change. 

#2k event #2k celebration #secret event #fallout #fallout companions #fallout npc #fallout new vegas #fallout nv #new vegas #fnv #raul tejada #fallout raul #courier six #Spanish speakers: I accept feedback 😅 #and I wanted this to be spicier #but I spent too much time on the buildup #oh well #🤷‍♀️ #still #it's nice and cute <3

[imjestergirl]

Smoke break 😤🫠

You’re her favorite workout routine

#minthara baenre #I know her tattoo is on the wrong side but I liked it better this direction #bg3 #minthara #baldur's gate 3 #dark urge #my art #baldurs gate fanart #I also have an even spicier version but I don’t have a Twitter anymore so idk where to put it so I guess dm me if you want it lol

[noodlesarecheese]

Full disclosure I'm a couple episodes behind in WWW, so I'm not 100% on every thing that's being discoursed about, but I've seen enough that I just want to remind people/beg people to remember:

You are watching The Nuance Show, DMed by Mr. Philosophical Nuance and played by Notable Lovers of Nuance.

#I've just seen some real ice cold takes that seemingly want to strip all nuance out of wbn and like...my guy...it's The Nuance Show #worlds beyond number #might delete later this isn't that spicy but it's spicier than I normally get #I'm just so tired. #Also some of y'all have nerves of steel posting some of the shit you do knowing full well that Aabriya Herself lives here #discourse #wbn discourse #I don't think this is really discourse but it's about the discourse soooooo tagging it

[sylladextrous]

oh I forgot to post this one too. I'm so grabbable and biteable and girls should do those things to me

#if you know me personally theres a spicier version of this that i can send you if you want 😘 #double tummy post what the hell #tgirl tummy tuesday #tummy tuesday #trans #transgender #chloe.img

[marmastry]

Agent 3s

#That was supposed to be a very short self-indulgent doodle (4-page max) but it ended up being a little bit more lol #It also took a lot of redrawing for me to be satisfied with ahhhhh #that's why the format feels a little informal (bcoz it just started as doodle) so please excuse how rough-looking it is >< #the earlier drafts were a bit spicier #but I had to tone it down if I want to stay consistent with what I've been building on RIP. #anyway this is just me paying a little homage to one of my favorite Ao3 tags: Hurt & comfort #there was only one bed #etc dsfadgfd #moomers #mayamaya #hasahasa #fancomics #splatoonOC #splatoon3 #hasamaya

[justanotherignot]

More Model Swap Shenanigans, Part 17

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #aylin x isobel #dame aylin #aylin #bg3 aylin #isobel thorm #isobel #bg3 isobel #justanotherignot #iggy's model swap shenanigans #shirtless aylin #i have uh spicier screenshots #but i think these are pushing it already #feel free to dm me if you want to see them #and dm @traceofexistence for an even spicier version of one of them

[deus-and-the-machina]

ngl I might get crucified for this but I think the dunmeshi yuri/yaoi discourse was stupid and misrepresenting the ao3 factoids. as of today the most written for mlm ship is labru with 69 (nice) and the next most popular has less then half that at 31. meanwhile farcille has 125 out of the 154 F/F ships in the tag. it is by FAR the most popular ship, with the next two most written about sapphic ships being marcille/izutsumi (9) and kiki/namari (4) and also a couple of x readers? so farcille dominates by far

it seems to me that what's going on is that several mlm ships are in rotation in terms of popularity whereas farcille dominates as the singularly popular wlw ship.

and this doesnt mean that the issues people were bringing up about the general lack of sapphic content and the way fandom treats female characters aren't valid, but idk man when farcille fanart is cropping up daily and getting thousands of notes and has about twice more the amount of fics that the most popular mlm ship on ao3 has its like. I dont think this is really a fandom that proves that point.

I would like to see some more variation in smaller wlw pairs to make up the difference though! I dont think I see any tade/izutsumi fics and we need to change that they could be so cute.

#keeping this bit in a tags bc its a bit spicier but even without farcille actually being by far the most written about ship I dont think #dunmeshi is the best work to make this argument with bc while its got great female characters the main cast is still 3/4 and then 3/5 male #characters when izutsumi comes and she's not very shippable on account of being 17. I wouldn't sit there scratching my head as to why peopl #are writing about the multiple very relevant male characters as if its some mystery. and again farcille is still by far the no 1 ship rn #I hope that more people getting into the manga will lead to greater spreads of interest in the various minor characters bc there are many #very cool ones esp the [REDACTED BIRD NAME] are very prime for cooking up yuri. I just wanna gather up people who are passionate about #sapphic works and talk about ideas and spread the creativity and discussion I want there to be more wlw stuff and I think the only way that #gonna happen is by spreading that passion and love and encouraging other sapphic creators and enjoyers #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon

[yesandpeeps]

Birthday Kiss 🎂💋🦇

Rating: Teen.

Word count: 1146.

Pairing: Swiss/Aeon.

Summary: Aeon’s curiosity for his new life on the surface leaves him excited for any type of celebration. He overhears it’s a certain ghouls birthday, and can’t help himself. Kissing and petting.

Read below or on AO3.

New summons often had difficulty adjusting to the surface’s day and night cycle. It’s a struggle to learn how to initially regulate their energy. New ghouls tend to be keen on long naps, that is, if they even wake up in the morning.

Aeon was no different, granted slack due to his “new summon” status. Snoozing long after the sun had risen above his window. As long as he gets his chores done and gets to practice on time, Papa doesn’t seem to mind. The crisp air of autumn doesn’t help persuade him out of his warm bed, but the ache of an empty stomach sure does.

Eyes barely open, Aeon dresses himself and exits his room, guided towards the common area by smell alone. Whatever had been prepared for their midday meal was already put away, cold and stiffened in the fridge. It’ll do. Had the bright, cold light not clicked on upon opening the door, he would’ve never noticed the white cardboard box that nearly took up a full shelf. Aeon blinked at it for a moment, noticing a plastic viewing slot on the top of the box. Too curious for his own good, he slid the box halfway off the shelf and tilted it, peering in on a white sheet of. Something. Fancy curling letters decorated the surface. After a couple more dumb blinks, Aeon’s finally able to register what he’s seeing.

A sheet cake, elegantly piped with the words, “Happy Birthday Swiss!” Aeon’s jaw might as well have hit the floor. He took a glance around the room, empty except for him, and oh, so carefully slid the cake back onto its shelf. Why had nobody told him? He grabbed another boxed container, a portion of left overs saved for him, and closed the fridge door. He mustn’t waste any time, barely grabbing a utensil to scarf down his first meal of the day. The dish was cleared in what felt like seconds. Aeon had something more important to focus on: finding Swiss.

Thankfully, the rotation of chores was listed on a white board in the common area. Swiss was stationed on laundry duty, so he’d better check there first. Aeon bounded off down the corridor, hard to believe he was out cold barely ten minutes prior.

A little out of breath and sluggish from his hurried meal, Aeon pushes the door open to the laundry room as quietly as he can manage. He pokes his head in, and just like he’d hoped, there was his target with his back to him. Unaware. Alone. Perfect.

Swiss continued the steady pattern of folding towels out in front of himself, using his chin to assist, and tossing them into a basket. Mumbling and nodding along to whatever song was playing in his earbuds, blissfully ignorant to what lurked behind him. While Aeon stalked, the muscles shifting in Swiss’s back caught his attention, and he couldn’t help but admire his arms as he worked. The song must’ve gotten good, because Swiss began a little dance, shifting his weight back and forth between his feet and rolling his body. Aeon felt his cheeks grow warm.

Against better judgment, Aeon believed this was the perfect time to launch his attack. Holding his breath, he crept up behind his victim. He trembled in anticipation before launching his hands forward and grabbing Swiss’s sides, yanking him back against his body. The poor multi ghoul probably would’ve shot through the ceiling with how hard he jumped if he’d not been held down. Off balance and dazed, Swiss grabs at whoever’s arms were squeezing him and whips his head around. His breathless laugh sent a swoop through Aeon’s stomach. Swiss takes a step back to right himself again, letting his head roll back to rest against the quintessence ghouls shoulder.

“That’s a way to greet someone,” Swiss breathes, removing his ear buds.

“You didn’t tell me it was your birthday,” Aeon pouts, tucking his chin over Swiss’s shoulder.

Swiss turns his head, enough to brush his nose against Aeon’s hair. Talk right into his ear. “No?”

“No,” He chuffed, reveling in the way Swiss’s warm breath passed across his cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Wasn’t on purpose, just never came up. Sorry bug,” Swiss shrugged, patting his hands over the limbs wrapped around his middle.

Reluctantly, Aeon let his arms fall to his sides, letting Swiss step out of his range to retrieve a towel that got dropped during the ambush. “So?”

“So what?” The multi ghoul tossed over his shoulder as he refolded the fabric.

Aeon rolled up onto the balls of his feet. “How old are you?” He prodded.

The beat of silence made him drop back onto flat feet, suddenly uncertain. Was that not an appropriate thing to ask?

“Well,” Swiss starts, “I’ve been topside since the reign was shifted to our Papa-“

“Not what I meant,” the other interrupts.

The taller ghoul hums for a moment before giving his answer. Aeon nods slowly before stepping back into Swiss’s space again, this time wearing a grin. Too innocent for the way he crowds Swiss back against the table.

“Well,” Aeon huffs, “I may not have known it was your birthday, but I do have a present for you. Maybe a bit of an apology, too.”

“Is that so?” Swiss tilts his head, unable to stop the smile that splits across his face.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement. Finally, Aeon reaches to cup Swiss’s face in his hands, letting his fingers lightly scratch over the stubble on his cheeks. Before he can react, Aeon leans forward and places a quick peck to Swiss’s mouth, mostly kissing his teeth.

“Yeah?” Swiss barks a laugh, his head tilting the other way.

“One,” Aeon smiles.

“Just one? That’s it-“

The multi ghoul is cut off by another quick kiss.

“Two.”

Finally catching on, Swiss begins to melt into chuckles. He wraps his strong arms around Aeon, able to reciprocate the kisses now that he sees the game he’s started.

After the tenth kiss, Aeon’s not counting them out loud anymore. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t care, or maybe it’s because the kisses barely break enough for him to say anything. The kisses turn deeper, hotter, wetter. He’s letting his excitement wander, dropping a hand from Swiss’s face to pet at his chest. A shudder runs through him when he feels a wide palm slide up his back and rest on the crook of his neck, huddling Aeon closer. The quintessence ghoul indulges in Swiss’s form, allowing himself to trace the fat padded muscle going down his chest, his ribs, his stomach-

“Y’know,” Swiss mutters between soft licks and sharp fangs biting at his lips, “Plenty of other places could be getting this treatment, too.”

“Is that so?” Aeon chuffs, his fingers tracing the hem of the other's shirt.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement.

#yap yap yap #ghost #fanfic #nameless ghoul #swiss ghoul #aeon ghoul #ayo first fic posted #i lied about waiting to post it sorry lol 🧎🧎 #i wanted it to be spicier but i don’t have the energy for it right now #maybe i’ll add another smuttier part down the road #here’s this for now 🤲 #happy birthday cheese ghoul #no beta we die lie nihil #does having the screen reader read it back to me count as a beta? #i don’t think so #if you see me making little grammar edits for the next couple days noooo you do not

[thefanciestborrower]

Man,,,I’m so tired

#there’s always something going on somewhere in this community that I need to care about #Some problematic person or friend groups who hate each other #Characters you’re allowed or not allowed to draw #You have to like vore one of two hyper specific ways and if you go outside of that then YOU’RE the problematic one #Each part of the community keeps splitting off smaller and smaller and they all hate each other it feels like #Main fandoms hate you for existing and OCs get headcannoned beyond recognition #Idk how to tag this I’m just having a moment #I don’t even want to be in the ‘vore community’ I just want to post stuff #And not fear for my life if I post something slightly out of the norm #Like I like fatal and reformation and I like slightly spicier stuff between couples and I like familial and teens being goofy and #It just feels impossible to exist like that idk #Might delete later tbh #I’m just tired of all the rules and the feuds and the fighting #vent post

[satans-knitwear]

Ooooh hell, do i have some goodies for you today!!! 👀✨

Keep ur eye on my OF for some of my spiciest extras yet!

Treat me ~ Tip me

#Treat (lingerie wishlist) me (amazon wishlist) ~ Tip (pypl) me (cshpp) #Ah my little darlings im excited to share todays look with you!! I was having so much fun!! #A good playlist goes aong way 😎✨🥰 #So much of it is gonna be difficult to post on here! But i shall do my best as always. And the full set(s) will be available on my free OF #With the even spicier extras available if you want them ✨🔥 #Satans knitwear #Alt pinup #Pinup girl #Lingerie reveal #Vintage inspired #Underbust corset #Pretty lingerie #cheeky #wlw #More to come!!!

[pervypeachdraws]

more smoochin <3 

#miraculous ladybug #nathaniel kurtzberg #marc anciel #marcnath #marcaniel #doodle #how far can I go with them without it being weird #like I want just a little spicier of a makeout #but idk how to go about it

[siriuscygnus]

Softest

#the ref impies this happens in public which #makes it just spicier #even so I want him to kiss up Lothric's arm #or turn his palm over to kiss there #the most forbidden hand kiss #art

[majimassqueaktoy]

I know there's a certain (bitchass) segment of fandom that hates the idea of reading Makoto and Majima even potentially as romantic, which is fine. It's whatever. but honestly? I love those two so much on their own but then when you factor in the Kiryu/Tachibananess of it all it just gets better- because, to me, if Majimako is meant to be read as a love that couldn't be, but a real love nonetheless, than so is Tachibana and Kiryu. and isn't that juicy? Like Kiryu and Majima having literal siblings who haunt them to some degree is so good to me...

#yeah i said bitchass bc i still cannot get over that weird hateful ass post people were reblogging about majimako months ago lmao #Also at this point i do not fuck with kazumaji im sure you can tell #BUT it even makes kazumaji spicier? like they literally have SIBLINGS who they had some weird haunted ass relationship with #like its just juicy okay #like its just fun okay #i want to see them get drunk in a bar circa idk 1990 and cry about the siblings

[todayisafridaynight]

pick your bunny

#spoilers #weirdest. weirdest thing to spoiler by far. #besties starting y7 soon tho.. i think #rgg #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku 7 #yakuza series #yakuza 7 #yakuza like a dragon #masato arakawa #ryo aoki #snap sketches #havent forced anyone into a bunny outfit since that one comm SO. #but i made it Just A Bit Spicier because i can. might as well make masato's full emo just for the comedic contrast #wanted to draw this for days but ive been held up by Other Things #mk bye

[neallo]

What’s your most unpopular DN opinion? (It can be about canon, fanon the fandom)

hello! thank you for this question!! i am feeling mildly spicy tonight so i will say:

matt's oversized presence in fanon specifically when compared to near's presence in fanon is at best insanely confusing and at worst fairly irritating.

now. before i am misunderstood. notice that what i said here was not "i don't like matt." it was not "i don't think people should make fan content or talk about matt." i do like matt!! i write matt!! he is very fun to write and i am very fond of him!! however near is my favorite little guy in the world and i am selfish so i would like for him to get more attention. sorry.

also — and this is where i'm going to perhaps lose some of you — if you discuss mello without discussing near's significance in his character and his arc in the story, that is fundamentally an incomplete character analysis. if you discuss mello without discussing matt... i do think that's less complete than it could be — mello's interactions with matt do add texture to his character — but you can do a pretty passable job.

i would like for this to Not be misinterpreted as me telling people what to do. i am not telling anyone what to do. i am not even saying "your headcanon / story / idea is worthless unless you do x, y, z." not everything has to be a character study, for one — i write a whole lot of really lighthearted things that do not engage with the character arcs seen in canon at all — and it is also just not that deep.

#asks #spicier phrasing: neglecting to address the near question in mello's character renders him an OC in leather pants and a crucifix #which is fine btw! do literally whatever you want! but that's not mello baby #if this upsets you deeply i invite you to just block me instead of trying to talk to me about it #because we will both be wasting our time #okay i wasn't going to but to hell w it #mello death note #<- kicking the hornet's nest #:-)

[steddie-as-they-come]

my friend: you should add smut to the bed monster eddie au

me, who once got so nervous writing a makeout scene that i passed out:

#to be fair. i was 15 #BUT my point stands #even nowadays i am a whole entire adult and i still have to change my font color to white #in order to write anything spicier than kissing #i might have to make her a deal #‘if i write smut no one can ever talk about it. i don’t want to hear about it irl.’ #‘do not tell me how much you enjoyed it in the dining hall bc then i’ll be forced to die of embarrassment’