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devilgirlcrybabyy · 3 months
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I felt pretty 🖤
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remediesremedy · 7 months
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Hello Hello!
so I've been reading your work and I'm obsessed🤩 Could I request foolish reacting to his s/o being a really quiet and shy person but like a total freak in the sheets???(like choking kink, spit kink, stuff like that) If not that's totally okay!
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anon you sound so sweet!! ofc i wanna bring your idea to life, and you’re earning some major brownie points by telling me you’re OBSESSED? with my work? i’m smiling rn!! that’s such an appreciated compliment. anyway, enough from me, let’s get into the good stuff :)
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ENAMOURED BY FILTH
foolish x gn reader
warnings: pure filth, spit kink, rough, choking, biting, breeding
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foolish having a typically shy partner who is a freak in the sheets is so funny to me.
they come onto stream often, sitting content in the background, sometimes quietly humming when foolish speaks to them, and smiling at chat when they say something funny.
their words are soft, so delicate and smooth that even foolish immediately quietens down when he senses they’re about to speak.
the relationship had been pretty slow, the furthest they had gotten was clothed grinding, and that got cut short when foolish got a phone call, relating to a sponsor for his next stream. He wasn’t too thrilled to answer a call with his hard cock straining in his boxers, tip leaking precum and begging for some attention, but he cleared his throat and moved his sight away from his partner’s needy face.
that instance had left foolish absolutely flushed and eager for more, but he didn’t go past kissing. He refused to move at a pace that was too fast for his partner, but his partner was convinced that foolish was the one needing to take it slow.
one night, after a long stream, foolish is exhausted and stumbles into their shared room when he spots his partner bare. They’re stood next to the bed with a towel draping over their thighs as they carefully dry the water on their skin. Foolish’s mouth felt like parchment, and the only thing that would satiate the dryness would be his lover’s attention. With a cough he announced himself and his partner turned around bashfully, and then laughed quietly.
“oh c’mon you’re blushing like a virgin.” they teased, shimmying the towel over their most private areas, “it’s okay, im covered now.” their eyes softened, reaching a hand out to grasp his, “we’ll move at your pace okay?”
Foolish couldn’t contain his disbelief, “my pace? i- i thought you were the one who wanted to take it slow?”
“me?” and with a sultry smile, it was the beginning of their heart racing endeavours.
•their first time being so gentle, foolish’s skin is on fire as his lips capture his lover’s, his heart hammers as his partner reaches up and tugs on his raven hair, the gasp he lets out is delicious. When he aligns his aching cock with their entrance, and slips into their warmth, he swears he sees stars. His high approaches quicker than he would like, and he can’t control the utter filth that leaves his lips as they moan out delightfully, “fuck, you wanna be good for me?”. Foolish wants nothing more than to be perfect for his partner, “yes, yes, what is it?”
“spit in my mouth.”
foolish cums, white blinding his vision as his seed coats his partner’s warm walls. Breathlessly, he collects saliva in his mouth and spits, it lands perfectly on the centre of their tongue, and he can’t help but to keep bucking his hips. He watched in awe as they swallow it in bliss, he ruts into them, until his poor cock is aching and his balls are empty.
They are both satiated, they’re filled with cum, with loving marks all over their skin. and foolish is spent, legs twitching and coursing with electricity.
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nickk987 · 7 months
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Some Man Candy Monday
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kimiashajii · 2 months
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Talk to meee
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does anyone wanna chat in my inbox about literally anything??
please and thanks!!
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devilgirlcrybabyy · 2 months
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🖤 love yourself so no one has to 🖤
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saint-mona · 11 months
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When we will see "Lennon Naked, or what did we do in Paris in 1961" erotic photo collection by Paul McCartney? Bets on when Yoko goes Sayonara? *Extended edition including home videos and never before released "Oh Johnny, oh yeah, right there" song*
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Anon, you killed me....
He better use AI for full bush penetration clips.
I kid.... unless?? 🤷🏻‍♀️.....
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* photo of the audio over dubs of said 'unheard track'
**this is a new mclennon photo from Paul's new book. I also took pics of the Paris excerpts, but that's for another post.
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remediesremedy · 2 months
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one stays shackled (in your life i will unshackle you)
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summary: the good ending
astarion x vampire spawn reader (GN)
warnings: angsty, death, blood, fluff, sad and cute, i hope this makes up for not posting for 4 months
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All thoughts of the plan to kill all the spawn and cazador had immediately dissipated when you reached for him. Your thin hand ached to touch him when he got relatively close, it seemed your bodies still recognised and yearned for each other. He could see that you longed for the solace that Astarion provided, so he gave in without a fight, and let you curl a hand around his wrist, tugging at him with all your might (which wasn’t much) to check if he was real.
When he in fact did not appear to be an apparition or trick, his facade of being fine and strong in your presence almost cracked when you cried out. Whether it was relief, sorrow, grief, he couldn’t place what your sound of distress had originated from. He couldn’t do anything but shield your body from his companions as you sunk into him, he caught you just in time before you fell onto the cobbled floor. Your poor body was so weak, it was a wonder you had been able to be completely present, and not faint during the interaction.
“my moon.” Astarion breathed, no longer resisting the urge to cave into your body. He cradled you with a gentleness his companions had never witnessed, his head dug into the crook of your neck like it was home. “i am here.”
“you are here.” you whispered back weakly, breathing shakily as your lover held your shivering form after what felt like an eternity. through every lashing and cut your body sustained, it had seemed worth it to finally be in astarion’s arms. “you need to go, he’s, he’ll kill you.” tears trickled down your face, all this torture would’ve been null if he stayed here, to walk straight into a gruesome death that you had tried so hard to prevent. “go, go, a’rion please-
Astarion had shushed you, his words coming out in a tentative whisper, meant for only the two of you. No one would know his love like you. “none of these tears.” His head pulled back from your neck, the pads of his thumbs swiftly wiped away the tears that left your sullen eyes. Astarion gazed at you, gathering all his courage to tell you it would be okay with just a glance. “He will rule over you, over me, no longer.” he promised, hoping he was not lying through his teeth.
chilly hands reached for equally cold ones, “trust me, my moon.”
Astarion revealed the party to you, all feverish with looking at you, as if you’d break if their expressions weren’t soft enough. “i met some people, good people, they exist.” Astarion couldn’t help the tears that pricked the corners of his eyes, all the years he spent waiting for a miracle, a god to help, a good person to free him. Now he had a whole band of people who were with him to end his captor. it felt surreal, where had they been all this time?
without that dreadful tadpole in their heads, Astarion would’ve never escaped, he would’ve never had the chance to free you either. The thought of it made him sick, stomach churning with uncertainty, if they failed to do this. If they failed, he would face a painful death, and hell knows that Cazador would kill you in front of him first.
with a nod to karlach, the tiefling gently picked you up, cradling your freezing body that was all shivers and tremors. and steadily, the group descended into the depth’s of Cazador’s palace, a fortress of darkness and misery that seemed impenetrable before he had been unknowingly graced by being infested with a tadpole.
he sneaked glances at you every so often, at least he thought it was now and then, but with the way Laezel fought to roll her eyes, it seemed he had been looking more times than he had initially realised. his body fought the urge to stiffen, still new with the idea of trust, and with one of his weaknesses laid in Karlach’s arms, his instincts were on fire to hide everything that made him vulnerable.
but he forced his mind to focus on the task ahead, killing cazador. a prospect that would’ve gotten him slaughtered if he even thought about it a month prior, but now he was more free than he had ever been. inching forward for a key that would undo a lock. an inescapable prison, suddenly escapable.
his eyes subconsciously glazed over at the sight of his abuser, standing on a platform with his “siblings” all strung up in the air.
he couldn’t recall a moment after.
when he next ‘awoke’, a knife lay crimson in his hands. and a mutilated cazador under him. The foreign sensation of tears came crashing upon him, and with shaky hands and a rage that was immeasurable, the dagger plunged into the remains. again. again and again.
as Cazador’s blood drenched his skin, he had never felt more clean.
and when his eyes locked with yours, he had never felt such relief.
and such, hope.
hope, that was it, and no longer was it fleeting. it was blooming.
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AUTHORS NOTES
hello you :] it has been a long while (4 months since a piece of writing has been delivered to you) ermmm, my bad! writer’s block and lack of motivation yada yada, has invaded my mind and consumed it whole. i owed you guys at least to finish this little fic series. and as much as you might say i don’t owe you guys anything, i feel like i do. for the very small bunch that enjoy my work, this is for you, every word is for you. you keep me writing, even when i hate it, and sometimes i fall back in love with writing (momentarily).
thank you for every like, comment, repost, i see it and it makes me feel so so appreciated beyond belief. i’ll see you next time (whenever that is)
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dwntwn-strnlo · 11 months
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ANONS
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id love to have anons!
just send in an ask w an emoji of your choice and ill let yk if its taken!
TAKEN ANONS
,,, 😀
,,, 🕸️
,,, 🪐
,,, 💚
,,, 🫀
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nickk987 · 8 months
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Man candy Monday
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chrisevansdaughter · 3 months
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I'm waiting so much for your fics!
Hey anon, I do apologise that it’s taking so much time but I also have to appreciate that I don’t have a normal schedule for my job. I’ll try and get more out whilst I’m away but I can’t promise anything.
If you’d like to resend your ask or tell me the outline of it I’ll make sure it’s the first one out when I have the time.
I appreciate you all for being so kind and understanding when it comes to me taking awhile to update and respond because coming back from a deployment is draining for me, but thank you all for that, hopefully this year with more guaranteed time off I can push more content
And thank for my lovely moots to always be there to talk to especially @remuslupinsdaughter 🫶🏻
🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
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