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sealsdaily · 29 days
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WE GOT ON SOME SORT OF NEWS?
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stacytea · 5 months
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Ereinion & Elrond in Lindon and the ,,happily married, but on different sleep schedules'' theme like: Elrond who wakes up at 5 a.m. , eats breakfast, goes to the hospital, does a ward round and stays there for two hours or something, then comes back and still has time to sort out some papers or drink tea before the morning council and then there's Ereinion, who wakes up a quarter (half of an hour at best) before the council starts, barely has time to dress up and brush his hair, puts on shoes at a run in the hallway (sometimes forgets until he's already all the way down at the council room's door and then he has no more time to go get them, so he just goes about his day barefoot, rapunzel-style) also ,,wdym I should eat breakfast after waking up? *genuine confusion''; somehow he has only ever shown up late at a council something like twice in his whole life and it was 2-3 minutes late, no one knows how he manages (no one including Ereinion himself) Ereinion & Elrond who always eat a meal together sometime between the noon and 3 p.m. (depends if they eat during a break or after the morning council) , but for Elrond it's a dinner and for Ereinion it's a breakfast Elrond who's kinda sorta worried about his boyfriend's (unofficial husband's) eating & sleeping habits bonus: Ereinion & Elrond sitting somewhere in the gardens at night and looking at the stars and it's nice they finally get to spend some time together, not-working, but also Elrond is already so exhausted that he is falling asleep on his partner's shoulder.
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elegyofthemoon · 2 months
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ahh i'm,,, so happy that i got some job offers already !! ;; v ;; theres two currently and im waiting to hear from one place and then theres one more interview tomorrow (which. i really dont wanna do), but i'm really happy that two worked out!! i just... wouldnt know what to decide on😔
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todayisafridaynight · 4 months
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masato's Super Serum bullshit is still wack to me but i hope it wears out while he and daigo are tryna get nasty in the back of a hot topic and now daigo has to carry him out and daigo's being supportive and just tryna be helpful and nice but masato's acting like a damp cat three seconds away from murder the entire time
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stabbyfoxandrew · 5 months
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YES! I love wip wednesday<3 Anyways could I have some mafia restaurant please? Your writing is so fun and I love how you write the characters so much! (also, sorry, I think I ask for the same one every week bc i’m super behind on angel neil and kandrew turns my stomach so I avoid vampdrew which only leaves the two lol)
anon i've got to be honest with ya, i was ready to write you some mafia restaurant and call it a day. like i do for wipw apparently every week. then you hit me with the 'kandrew turns my stomach'
you didn't have to say that. i didn't need to know you don't like it. i appreciate you wanting to read my stuff but then to say a quarter of it makes you sick? you don't have to come in my house and announce that?
like i get it (neil reference) there are some ships i don't really care for but i don't go and tell the people who enjoy them that i think they suck?? it's just rude? i know you probably didn't mean to come off this way but it did.
i really enjoy writing the vampdrew au and the kandrew in it. i also really like kandreil, which is obvious i think since i reblog it all the time and have literally written a threesome about them?
i don't know. i'm not trying to be a whiny little bitch. but this ask really made me not want to write yesterday which is why i'm just now starting wipw.
i don't mind you asking for the same thing every week but you didn't have to tell me why.
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void-botanist · 7 months
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Happy spoopy season STS! Which of your OC's is the Final Girl and how do they survive the horror movie?
Happy STS!
Isabel is Nicea's final girl without question. She makes it to that point by being collected under pressure and convinced that she can get out of the situation, whatever it is. As people die around her she acquires more and more "fuck you" energy until she finally manages to take out the killer. You don't want to know how many times she stabbed them.
As for AOM, I think it has to be Avis. She will not accept this bullshit. If someone thinks they can murder people (even people she has decidedly lukewarm feelings about) then she's just going to have to murder them right back. She's afraid, but she's not letting anyone else know it, because she was born to be In Charge Of The Situation. Unlike Isabel, though, she has no interest in getting her hands actually dirty and would much rather shoot/outsmart the killer.
Nicea taglist: @kahvilahuhut @malloen8c @outpost51 @writernopal @athenswrites
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gooooood morning gamers!
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moominpaws · 2 years
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Mmm I made a robot OC for my other character, made by your favorite nerd purplecentric scientist, I tried making the design based on his other inventions but decided to go for something more round than boxy. More info in tags.
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strixhaven · 7 months
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i would be unstoppable and so sexy if i could wear jewelry for longer than ten seconds without me wanting to bite my skin off
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trollbreak · 6 months
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OH THE COMFIES R BECAUSE I WAS IN PAIN
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zkretchy · 2 years
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A: I have been bored B: Again adore everyone actually gathering braincells for scenarios to get Kiyan out and better and all that but my daydreams go through like 20 scenarios at once how do you do that Also C I wasn’t in the mood for gritty stuff and my brain set on Kiyan actually being just fine and vibing around until someone grabs the fucking key and opens the doors again To be fair-it would be kinda funny And to be extra fair: When I first found him he did just chill around for a while and then very patiently got up to try and destroy me
oh also D: I won’t get to draw on my laptop for at least a week so I had to get some art out but brainjuices are empty so //gives Kiyan some drinks This //waves hands
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I started working at a place where i can just... Wear T-shirts, like there's no required uniform really and the urge to find/make a bunch of shirts with weird shit on them is almost overwhelming
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fishareglorious · 2 years
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(Cloud Retainer voice) Why was one not informed of your birthday!? Why does one not have any anecdotes to regale your followers with?
(hope it was tasty and/or fun. Or both!)
To be honest this day was not very eventful. Mostly just went out to town to buy a dozen salted eggs to gift to my aunts because they really like them, and bought one of those waffle time hotdogs on the way home. After that I spent some time doing work despite here being sunday, and gorged myself in kare kare when lunch came around.
I love kare kare. Have I mentioned that before?
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meganiumgender · 2 years
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Was blindsided earlier tonight by a video of roommate I had 5 years ago talking shit about me explicitly, using my deadname, on tiktok and i haven't been able to sleep for 4 hours since 🙃 I've got work in the morning, but there's just something about it that's like left me totally rattled and anxious and I can't make myself rest now
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teddybeirin · 1 year
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what if the real motivation to disobey was the feeling of impending doom cuz of all the threats and fear along the way
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schwarzkatje · 4 months
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filthy secret
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summary ➴
loser!ellie is not just your average outcast — too awkward to avert her gaze when she spots you in the school's corridors and just as much of a coward to muster some courage to ask you out. when fate serves her the chance to get closer to you she panicks. bad.
author's notes ➴
i'm landing on the spectacular world of tumblr fanfics – a deranged world, at that, just like i want it. anyhow, the only thing i will apologise for is any grammar errors (since english is not my native language). the obscenities i'm responsible for are all intentional.
content warnings ➴
18+ MDNI • loser!ellie, nsfw, swearing, masturbation (!ellie), afab reader, sex toys (strap-on & masturbator), strap referred to as "her cock", dirty talk, humping, fantasising (everything happens in ellie's mind and ellie's mind only), implied top!ellie and bottom!reader, no capital letters as a stylistic choice • not proofread
fuck. fuck. fuck.
the agitated mix of her gritted teeth and the moist puffs of breath leaving her mouth confused ellie even more on whether the string of cuss words had been simply thought or had taken shape into a concrete and uttered form.
the people crossing her same path and turning their heads in confusion as well as faint fright suggested the latter. too bad ellie couldn't give two shits if that only served as confirmation of the title of "town's weirdo" she had been given.
ellie had other things on her mind. more precisely, you.
the closer she was home, the more vividly and intensely she started recalling what had happened that same morning. if thoughts are naturally impossible to organise due to their simultaneity nature, it was a given ellie's poor brain was reduced to a mushy mess.
shards of the images, the scent, the sounds and the feelings she had experienced assembled like torturers anxious to play their part in tormenting her.
your eyes have drifted towards ellie, during lunch you have passed by her just enough to leave your fragrance lingering, you have decided to wear one of her personal favourite skirts – the pastel blue one with all the frills which left ellie wondering if you actually matched your panties – your laugh had been audible like the most venomous of enchantments. but apparently all of this had not been enough since she clearly was undergoing a twisted endurance test which she could swear has been submitted by god himself, because your biology teacher paired the two of you and tasked you to work on a project together.
how can i possibly survive this?
frustration single handedly swept away any semblance of rationality and drowned her into an amplified version of the real world. one where you were its centre and she barely remembered to breathe.
"so... is it ok with you if we study at your place, ellie?"
she must have died and reincarnated because after you had said her name she felt a rush of pure ecstasy spreading through her body, making her core warmer and uncomfortable.
she somehow managed to at least nod and agree with a meek "y-yeah" to your plan of what day and what hour to meet.
this same afternoon.
and there she was. finally aware of her surroundings again after having detoured so severely bad, in her room, door shut and her tattooed right hand around the glistening strap – because of both her own spit and the dollar store hand cream used in lieu of a proper lubricant – that was dying to penetrate the little hole of the masturbator placed on her desk.
how she managed to take her strap out of the drawer, wear it around her bony hips and fasten the buckles, is something that could explained with the fact that this definitely wasn't the first, nor the third or even the tenth time she resorted to this. ellie had grown accustomed to the harness holding the veiny cock she had bought alongside the silicone pussy,
"fuck, doll... you're soaking and so fucking... fucking warm f'me"
the base of her strap was getting wetter and stickier, resulting in ellie picturing with meticulous precision how your own pussy would be.
now it was your turn to be teased beyond the point of no return. now it was ellie who took matters into her own hands and called the shots. and what better retaliation if not punishing you by teasing your begging and eager hole with the tip of her cock?
that's how ellie found herself thrusting her hips following the pace of helpless hiccups, back and forth for the last twenty minutes.
"you love this cock, don't you? s'the reason why you dress like that for me, mmh? you beg me to take you and fuck you all day because you can't go a day without feeling your pussy stretched around me... then take it, feel what you do to me"
ellie grabbed what she dreamed was you with full force and just as strongly drove the toy against her wet cock. she had heard of the alleged phantom dick experiences but never before had she felt like she could outline the shape of your gushing pussy, almost as if the strap had become a part of her through and through.
breathy and worked pantings only consolidated the more ellie bumped her toys against her crotch. she was losing herself again, too busy chasing a pleasure that was filthy, animalistic, crude and absolutely intoxicating.
ellie had to press her lips shut against each other the very moment her bud of nerves welcomed a particularly well dealt thrust and transformed the stimulus into the first tingling shock that made ellie flex, if a little, her knees forward.
her orgasm was approaching fast and with that the figments of her imagination cooperated to offer her the display of you, completely drunk on the punishment or reward ellie was gifting you. the same eyes and mouth with which you had kindly arranged your study session were now unfocused and wet with tears and open around nothing, imploring ellie to never stop.
with the hem of her shirt stuffed inside her mouth and the change in position of the masturbator – now flipped over, creating the illusion for ellie that she was now fucking you from behind – ellie's throbbing clit finally liberated itself and unleashed violent waves of pleasure which turned into sweet whimpers.
ellie was a destroyed woman. collapsing onto the bed behind her she closed her green eyes, as pleasurable itching splotches emerged now and then in various regions of her body.
what wouldn't she give to have you like she imagined. but she knew she would never be able to think coherently for more than two seconds with you around, let alone make you scream for her cock.
ellie was resigned to this scenario and although it hurt, all she wanted to do at the moment was calm her breathing and let herself be lulled by the rhythm of the world outside her room.
except, her doorbell rings.
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