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scummy-writes · 1 year

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Oh god I'm doing it. I'm putting it under a cut for everyone's sake.

I posted 766 times in 2022

255 posts created (33%)

511 posts reblogged (67%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@scummy-writes (lmao)

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly

@alby-rei

@loptyrs

@shookspearewrites

I tagged 480 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

#ikemen vampire - 202 posts

#ikevamp - 201 posts

#q - 87 posts

#smut - 74 posts

#ikevamp isaac - 66 posts

#ikevamp arthur - 59 posts

#ikemen vampire isaac - 57 posts

#ikemen vampire arthur - 54 posts

#replies - 40 posts

#ikevamp theo - 36 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#vincent is wanting to set up painting outside somewhere and isaac runs into him trying to lug a bunch of stuff out and offers to help

My Top Posts in 2022:

Musings

Pairing: Isaac/Mc(Reader)

Rating: Mature (there is not explicit sex, but still references/light discussion of sex)

Words: 889

Note: A short, unbeta'd and spur of the moment piece about 'Mc' asking a burning question or two after Isaac thoroughly spoiled them in bed.

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The night air was a relief as you rested on your bed, thankful the cool breeze coming from the window Isaac opened reached your burning cheeks. His usual shyness at your naked body was long discarded, his mind too busy with making sure you were comfortable as he came back to the bed, settling in beside you to kiss your temple.

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100 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1,226

Tags: Masturbation, guilty pleasures, Isaac is a bit hard on himself

Full fic under the cut!

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It wasn’t often that Isaac was unable to sleep due to a certain flavor of… excitement. Though he had climbed into bed a couple of hours ago, he found himself with a peculiar itch nagging at him, causing him to uncomfortably toss and turn as he tried to calm his racing mind in any way that wasn’t what his body craved.

He pinched the bridge of his nose as a heavy sigh escaped, eyes slowly blinking open to stare at the ceiling. The earlier talks with Jean and Napoleon, while the three of them bathed, were circling his restless thoughts still. They left him plagued, nearly wanting to beg with his mind for entertaining the heated thoughts that lingered.

Why, oh why, were the others so intent on bringing you up in the baths?

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134 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

I've been doin some...Journaling? To destress and try not to get anxious so much, but it is Simp Journaling. Thought I'd share because I think it looks Neat but messy

Isaac's spread:

Arthur's spread:

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138 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

This request is...old. like. Embarrassingly old to the point where I don't think the requester is even into ikevamp anymore- that old.

But. I wanted a small writing warm up while on my lunch break, so I whipped this up and the context of the ask is needed- so I took a screenshot so I wouldn't bother the person who asked, haha...

Short, unbeta'd since it's a request I'm using as a warm up, gets a little heated because while Mc might be innocent, Arthur is a pervert at heart (even if he's a sweetheart).

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This… was torture. Divine torture; pain that was worth bearing just to have you so close to him, but Gods, Arthur was suffering so.

You wiggled your hips as you settled in his lap, ignoring the wooden chair creaking as you leafed through the pages on his desk, "hm, you've written a lot today! Are you sure you're hitting writer's block, Arthur?"

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156 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Suitors reacting to Mc riding their thigh

Rating: explicit, minors dni

Suitors: Isaac, Arthur, Vincent

Prolouge: It happens as the two of you paw at the other's clothes, stumbing onto the bed between biting kisses. The lust is swirling through your mind, taking most reason away until you're whining, worked up to the point of throwing your leg over his thigh and seeking relief for the burning arousal coursing through you…

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185 notes - Posted August 22, 2022

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Damn, I'm surprised over a lot of this LMAO. I'm surprised my #1 post was something random I just wrote super spur of the moment, *almost* didn't post since I wanted to add Theo and Comte but couldn't think of what to write, and finally said 'fuck it' and posted. Wow.

I am also surprised about my lil journal pages being popular too. I really want to do another one when I have the mental and physical energy to, haha.

I am happy that Isaac jacking off made it to the top five. It's as nature intended.

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words-etched-in-her-skin · 2 years

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Ropes anon!

Here with a bit of a fun challenge for you.

I’ve been reading through a bunch of nsfw alphabets and have come to realize we are missing Sal and Sasha! I know your busy with moving and everything, but I feel like you’d have a lot of fun doing some alphabets for our resi ladies and maybe even Sasha? I know you’ve done Alcina but I’m curious about everyone else and it doesn’t even have to be nsfw.

I just like reading through your blog and wish I could give you a hug. I hope your doing ok, Theo. 💜

Hello, dear! I am doing okay, don't worry 😊 I've been working on a commission for a friend, which is why I haven't been posting much lately 😅 I do apologize! As for life, tho, my partner booked their tickets to come and visit me in October, so a big gay hooray for that! 🥰 And we may have purchased something for them recently that makes the top in me very, very pleased 👀😩 ahem

As for your requests! I actually have some Sal alphabet planned 👀 I got an ask for them awhile back, and yes 👀 Definitely happening! I hadn't even considered doing one for Sasha, tho - but NOW THAT YOU SAID IT 👀 I feel like it would be a crime not to write that 😩 So, thank you for that idea, ahem 👀

And I hope you're doing well, dear ♥️ I will try and post something soon, I promise 🤗

#depravity answered #anonymous #resident evil village #genderbent sal #sasha dragoi #sasha from safety #seriously tho 👀#sasha abcs #ahem 👀#re8 asks

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samadiw · 3 years

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Knickers - Part 03 - Yellow Knickers 💛

Yellow?

Fucking yellow?

She didnt have yellow knickers, she didnt have yellow anything and it wasnt like she could stroll into Hogsmeade and buy a pair.

Hermione pulls out her drawer of knickers, for a girl who didnt get it on much, she had a drawer full of colourful undies, one must always feel good in what covers your twat.

She gingerly picks up a scanty almost see through black pair of knickers, well, they would have to do.

Placing the pair on the bed, she reaches for her wand and waves it over the undergarment, the colour instantly changes from black to dark yellow.

Hermione grins, it looks better than she expected.

H : "Not bad..."

She flops down on the bed and thinks of Malfoy's cock for what seemed like the hundredth time that day.

The fucker had no shame in just whipping it out in front of her, his crass boldness turned her on, he didn't care to tip toe around her as if she would shatter into a million pieces.

Her toes curl with wanting, he would widen her nicely, she had always been told she was tight.

Damn that bloody Malfoy cock.

*******

T : "The fuck man."

B : "Don't you get sick of losing?"

T : "You're cheating, I know it."

B : "Its wizards chess, you just suck."

T : "I have to meet Luna but once I'm back, I want a bloody rematch."

B : "Let's make it interesting, care to place a bet?"

T : "10 Galleons?"

B : "My house elf makes 10 times that, you bloody cheapskate."

T : "Later."

B : "Use protection, we don't want crummy chess players being added to the population."

T : "Fuck you, Zabini."

Draco walks in towelling his hair

B : "Ah, want to grab a butter beer?"

D : "Sure, mate."

Throws a bottle at Draco and he catches it expertly.

D : "So, whats the name of the new broad?"

B : "Patil..."

D : "Nice."

B : "Is Weasley still banging Granger?"

D : "Haven't a clue."

B : "She's looking rather fine this year."

Draco tightens his hold on the bottle and takes a long swig.

Blaise didnt know the half of it.

The next morning

T : "Fuck, are you ready to leave?"

D : "Yeah, I've got some, unm...work to do."

What he wanted to do was claim his seat in the Great Hall before someone else did.

B : "Well, I'm ready, I'll come with you, Theo, do hurry up bitch."

T : "Yeah, yeah, I'm hurrying."

They walk into the Great Hall and find it half full.

A bunch of 3rd years are sitting in Draco's usual place.

The blonde towers over the younger students and hisses darkly.

D : "Move, now!"

The adolescent boys trip over themselves in their haste to get up.

"Yes, Mr Malfoy, sir."

"Right away."

"So sorry."

Blaise and Draco slide into the seat.

B : "I think the tall one wet his pants."

D : "Respect, Blaise, must be taught when young."

B : "Theres a fine line between respect and bullying."

D : "Potato, potahto."

B : "Why the fuck do you keep looking at the entrance?"

D : "For Nott, ofcourse."

Blaise raises a brow and grins.

B : "Sure you are..."

Hermione links her arm through Ron's and he whispers a funny joke into her ear, she throws her head back in laughter.

From across the hall she can feel steely grey eyes watching her every movement.

She locks eyes with the ice blonde and bites her lip.

Settling down in her usual spot, Hermione looks at Draco through hooded eyes and challenges him.

Draco smirks, fucking showtime.

He's about to drop something when a voice cuts into his train of thought.

PS : "Mr Malfoy."

Fuck..

D : "Yes, Professor Slughorn?"

PS : "Come with me, boy, I need your rather unique potion making skills."

Come on, no, no...

D : "Now?"

Slughorn raises a brow.

PS : "Yes, now..."

Draco glances at Hermione desperately.

Did the old codger have to fuck up his morning?

Draco weakly protests

D : "But sir, I'm um..hungry."

Hungry for Grangers cunt.

PS : "Now! Before I start deducting points off Slytherin."

The bloody bastard.

Draco gets to his feet

D : "Fine."

Hermione looks on in disappointment, brings her legs together and watches Malfoy trail after Slughorn miserably.

The fuming Slytherin throws a look of annoyance her way before exiting the hall after the potions master.

Draco misses his first two lessons because of Slughorn's potions emergency, he is still at it when his year piles into the classroom.

He wipes his brow and looks up, Hermione grins and pats the seat next to her suggestively.

It wouldn't do to openly sit next to the Gryffindor without a bunch of questions being asked.

Draco coughs to distract everyone else and shakes his head, Hermione frowns, rolls her eyes and pulls out her books.

PS : "Good job, Mr Malfoy."

Draco replies in frustration.

D : "Yeah, no problem, Professor."

He gathers this things and sits next to Theo.

The class drones on and by the end of it Draco has dozed off more than once.

Theo nudges him and hisses.

T : "For fuck sake, get up."

The class ends and the exhausted students leave the dungeons and make their way to lunch before the next round of classes start.

Hermione studiously avoids Draco, she wouldn't go to him, let him come to her.

Refusing to sit with her, who the bloody hell did he think he was?

She steps into the abandoned girls bathroom to fix her hair and wash the tiredness off her face.

It takes but a second.

The door opens, closes with a bang and a heavy firm body presses up against her back.

Shocked at first, Hermione reaches for her wand but she looks up to see Draco grinning smugly at her.

She turns around and shoves him

H : "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

D : "Isn't it obvious?"

H : "This is the girls lavatory."

D : "I'm aware."

H : "Get away from me, you pervert."

D : "I haven't seen your knickers today, Granger."

H : "And you're not going to see them now."

D : "Oh, I beg to differ."

He places firm hands on her waist, lifts her and settles her on the counter.

Hermione lashes out

H : "Have you lost your damn mind?"

Draco winks.

D : "Possibly."

Hermione tries to hop down.

H : "I'm not playing this bloody game."

Draco holds her in place, his long fingers brush gently along her skin and edge upwards.

He pushes up the school skirt so it bunches around her waist and stares at the bright yellow undie hugging her pussy lips, outlining every dip and curve.

Draco swallows hard, up close she looks absolutely breathtaking.

H : "There, you saw them, are you satisfied?"

D : "Immensely, yellow might be my new favourite colour."

H : "Very funny, now let me go."

D : "Not so fast, pet."

He runs a long finger down her material covered slit.

Hermione gasps and a involuntary moan escapes her full lips.

She comes back to her senses and scolds.

H : "Stop it, anyone could walk in."

Draco rolls his eye, waves his wand and distinctive click echoes through the quiet bathroom.

He grins mischievously.

D : "Problem solved."

He continues to rub enticing circles around the flesh of her inner thighs.

D : "I wonder if you taste as good as you look."

H : "You wouldn't..."

D : "Oh, I would and you will love it."

He peels down her panties, leaving a trail of fire where his fingers touch her skin.

Draco puts Hermione smooth legs over his shoulders and bends to give her exposed cunt a quick lick.

Hermione gasps as he delves inside her with the tip of his tongue.

He gives her clit a quick flick and proceeds to eat her out generously.

Holy fuck, was Malfoy licking her cunt?

Oh, so good, so bloody good.

D : "You taste divine, let's see what makes you come."

Hermione's breathing elevates, she surrenders to the blonde licking her to glory.

The noises he makes as he moves his tongue echo in her head and fuel her pending release.

H : "Malfoy...."

D : "Wet, so fucking wet."

They have 4 minutes and 26 seconds before their next class.

Draco figures he needs 3 minutes tops to fuck her with his talented tongue and feel her orgasm on it.

D : "You taste fucking amazing."

He parts her pussy lips with his tongue again and begins to lap at her eager wetness.

Moving slowly, he uses the tip of his tongue to circle her ever receptive bud.

His tongue slips and he's rewarded with a loud moan.

Ah, so that's the spot.

Draco relentlessly tongues Hermione till she squirms.

He wants to look at her, keeping up his ministrations he braved a look at the witch whispering his name.

She was shuddering above him, her body wracked in pleasure.

Head thrown back, wild curls around her face, fuck...she looked stunning.

Her eyes closed, thighs spread wide and hands massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples.

This was a sight he could get used to.

H : "There, oh fuck...don't stop..."

H : "Oh...mm...I'm going to come."

Music to his ears, he takes her swollen bud between his lips and sucks hard.

D : "Let go, baby."

Hermione lets out a cry, grabs a fistful of Draco's hair and comes crashing down around him.

Only after she rode her high and stilled did he wipe her dripping juices off his chin and get to his feet.

H : "Well, that was..."

She hopes off the counter and attempts to stand on wobbly legs.

Draco licks his cum stained lips and grins.

D : "Something else."

H : Yes, something else.

Draco muses .

D: "And we havent even kissed yet."

Post orgasm bliss aside, Hermione asks.

H : "Why didn't you sit next to me? Do you still think me dirty?"

Dirty, was the woman mad? She fucking came in his mouth and he couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth.

Draco pulls Hermione close and kisses her.

The kiss is no gentle exchange between lovers, its hard, fast and demanding

He pries her stubborn lips open with his tongue and slips it in to seek the inner sweetness, they grab onto each other fighting for dominance, until, she breaks free and surfaces for air.

Draco nibbles on the heated flesh of her neck and whispers.

D : "That's your cum you taste on my tongue, do you honestly believe your blood status means fuck all to me?"

He places a tender kiss to her lips

D : Actually, I wanted to spare you the embarrassment of mingling with an ex Death Eater.

Hermione shoves him playfully.

H : "Sod it, sit with me tomorrow."

D : "You dig your own grave, Granger."

A distinctive tent decorated Draco's trousers, he cups the bulge and adjusts his painfully hard erection.

H : "Oh, you're still hard, let me..."

D : "We don't have time."

Hermione's face falls in disappointment and Draco smirks.

D : "Don't worry about it, you can make up for it tomorrow."

Draco picks up the discarded yellow knickers and pockets them.

D : "I'm keeping these by the way."

H : "You cant be serious?"

D : "I rather enjoy the thought of you walking about the castle knickerless."

H : "You fucking smug prat."

D : "Blue is my favourite colour, Granger."

Draco lifts the spell and walks out.

Funny, she would've bet her left tit that it was black.

#dramione #draco and hermione #draco x hermione #hermione granger #draco lucius malfoy #dramionefandom #dramionefanart #dramione smut #dramione fanfic

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thusatlas · 2 years

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Hey! So I saw you post awhile back that you're Welsh. In my Theomiones, I write a Welsh Theo, with Nott Manor in south Wales. Is there anything you'd like to see/not see in Welsh representation?

WELSH THEODORE?! Excuse me whilst I go and sit under a cold shower. There's just something charming about welsh men, they're a different calibre of man and Theo as a Welshman has me flustered!

I've been thinking about this question since I saw it this morning. First of all, thank you! This is incredibly sweet and thoughtful. It was such a wholesome thing to start the day with.

I think it's easier to answer what I wouldn't like to see: please try and steer clear of any jokes referencing 'sheepfucker' or any type of inappropriate behaviour with animals. I will speak for every Welsh person in Britain here - we are so bored to tears with this obvious display of top tier wit, that we just can't handle it anymore.

Other than that, have at it! Like the rest of the Celts in the Isles, we're a warm bunch. We show our welcoming with food: the minute you walk through the door the kettle is boiled for tea and a plate of biscuits (or cookies for the Americans) is waiting for you. If we meet you in a pub, you're getting bought a drink because that's just the polite thing to do. No conversation is ever had without some type of beverage and/or snack.

As much as we hate to admit it, we do pretty much have some connection to most people around the country. It's a thing that the English like to take the piss out of us for, but it is unfortunately true. The fact of the matter is though, that the Welsh are an incredibly friendly bunch and so we work to keep good connections with most people, whether that be a neighbour or a grandparent's friend, or the postman etc.

Another thing that would be quite fun, is that our vernacular is quite rooted in idioms and hyperbole. The colloquial rhythm when speaking English differs from an English person's speaking English. A small example, 'putting clothes by' rather than 'putting clothes away'. No one will pick you up on this at all, but this is to say have fun with your idioms! They're generally nonsense, but I promise you that make complete sense within context!

And actually, Welsh men are gentlemen, compared to the cold austere of England. There's an aloofness to English men when they're behaving themselves, that's very Mr Darcy (and quite painful to witness). But most Welsh men are very charming and confident by comparison, whilst being quite respectful. Having been on many nights out around the UK, the English cities do not compare to Welsh. The people are friendly and welcoming, and you really are there to just have a good time. (Disclaimer - there are obviously the bad eggs who spoil it for everyone everywhere, I'm speaking generally).

So yeah, I'd like to see the warmth, passion and openness that is synonymous with the Welsh. If you'd like to include a little of the language, I would love it, but I appreciate that including foreign languages in writing isn't everyone's cup of tea. The way that you could embody the Welsh the most, is to have fun with your writing. The love for your story will shine through the narrative and that will be enough to show hwyl. That's the greatest way that you could represent the land of my fathers.

This is quite a high-level overview, so if you'd like specifics, just shout! I am excited to read your stuff! You'll definitely have to drop a link!

#akorah #wales #welsh #writing #welsh!theo

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sillyteecup · 4 years

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What happens next?

Scott McCall x black!Reader

Post season 5, pre season 6.

Warnings:

Mentions of Death

Slight cursing

Overall terrible writing (because my english is bad and so are my writing skills)

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You and Scott were about 20 minutes into The Princess and the frog when you needed the bathroom. "Yo please pause the movie. I'll be back in about a minute ," you said as you got up from your bed. Scott nodded and paused the movie on the laptop. He got off the bed to get his phone on your dresser. A framed picture of you two (well the whole pack but it was your million dollar grin that caught his attention) in junior year caught his attention. It was taken between the Alpha pack and Nogitsune sagas. The most peaceful week of your lives.

He put the picture down and was about to go back to the bed when he noticed a bunch of envelopes stacked on top of each other, all of them adressed to you and labeled "acceptance letters" in your handwriting. He noticed that they were already opened and had a mental debate about whether or not he should read the letters inside. He made his decision and stuck his hand in the first envelope. The letter was from Princeton university-before he could read further, your door swung open which startled him.

"Sorry I took so long, my mom," you said deciding not to give a further explanation. He didn't respond and thats when you noticed the letter in his hand. You pressed your lips into a thin line and bit the inside of your cheek. You knew it was about to get ugly. A rather uncomfortable silence settled in the room, weighing in heavily on both of you. Scott decided to break it by speaking. "So. Princeton," he said as he held the letter up. You weren't sure if he was angry or hurt, or maybe even both. "I was gonna tell you," you whispered. "When?" he asked softly. You could hear the small crack in his voice and it broke your heart. You couldn't find an answer so you remained silent. "When were you going to tell me?" he questioned, the hurt in his voice becoming more evident. "I-I don't know," you sputtered barely over a whisper.

He looked at you in disbelief and chuckled dryly. "You dont know," he drawled. You winced at his harsh tone. Scott had never been the type to get angry. Well not since he became a true alpha anyway. He had always been sweet and understaning. "How long have you known," he demanded. You remained quiet, knowing that your answer would make the situation worse, but Scott wasn't about to let it go. "How. Long Y/N?" You thought about it one more time and chalked up the conclusion that whether or not you answered, it would still piss him off, which meant you had to come clean. "A month." To the human ear, your answer was inaudible. To the true alpha's ears, they were loud and crystal clear. He wasn't liking them one bit. "A mon- a whole fucking month!?" he hissed. "And you decided not to tell me?" he asked, his voice getting softer. "I didn't know how. You were excited about us all going to schools in California and I didn't wanna hurt you," you rambled. For the first time since this argument started, you lifted your head to look into his eyes. His heartbroken chocolate brown eyes.

"You dont think I would've understood ? Why did you apply at Princeton anyway?" "Its one of the best schools in America." You had to admit that your lie was pathetic, and he knew it. He let out a tired sigh and spoke: "You know I can hear your heartbeat right? Please stop lying to me." You let out a shaky breath and decided to tell the truth. "Because I'm tired of Scott. Im tired of being hunted, I'm tired of fighting, I'm tired of watching innocent people lose their lives. I'm tired of watching you get hurt, I'm tired of watching my friends die for fucks sake! I know its been a year since Allison and Aiden died but I can't get over it. There's still a part of me that absolutely despises and fears Stiles. I cant look him in the eye without seeing my friends take their last breaths and I'm sick of it! You were killed by Theo not so long ago. Like you literally died and I had to watch your grief stricken mother bring you back! And thats not even counting the amount of times I've almost died! I can't be anywhere near Beacon Hills Scott. I'm sorry that I have to leave you but if I stay here any longer, I'm gonna end up losing my fucking mind!" That was it. Everything you had bottled up in the past year just came flooding in tears.

Any semblance of anger that Scott had, automatically vanished as he rushed over to hold you whike you broke down. You two stayed like that for a while until you stopped crying. "Im sorry. I should've told you," you whispered. "Shh. Its okay, I should've handled it better. Im sorry too," he cooed into your braids.

You pulled away to look up at him. His soft yet conflicted eyes pierce into yours and at that moment you felt like you knew what he was gonna say next. You dreaded it.

"So what about us? You're going to Princeton and I'm going to UC Davis which are thousands of miles apart. What about our relationship after high school? What happens next?"

#scott mccall #teen wolf #scott mccall imagine #scott mccall imagines #scott mccall x reader #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf imagines

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