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old-scalebag · 5 months
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Continuation from here @melusinezephyr
"I am from Goldoa, a country of dragons. Within the continent of Tellius. Though, I've only lived the majority of my life there..." He paused for a moment. Looking down at the dark beverage he held. Stirring it in contemplation.
"I was born elsewhere. Somewhere that's been swept deep within the ocean for several centuries now." He took a brief sip, His face remained neutral. As if a past tragedy was a simple fact and nothing more to him in this conversation.
"I am Dheginsea, The first and former king of Goldoa. And, you?" He looked at her expectantly. For It did not fail his notice that she had not mentioned her name yet...
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Undyne had been doing her normal routine, looking for anyone that she could challenge to test her strength to prove that she was the toughest monster in the Underground. The guppy however came across a human, something that would be a true test of her skill, so thus the hunt began. The young monster had tried several times to land any solid attacks with her spears, yet this human was skilled at dodging. Finally she managed to get ahead of the human, jumping from her hiding spot to cut of their path.
“Alright, you’ve been good at dodging my spears so far, though now you’ve got no where to run. That means you’ve got no where to run which means you have to fight me, Undyne, the toughest monster in the Underground.” Undyne would then summon a spear, getting in a fight stance, ready for battle.
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@freaxshow
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"Are you sure, because I really wouldn't mind." Poppy was always one to lend a helping hand when she could, believing being kind gets you further in life more often than not. "Besides, I was here to ask for a job so this would be a good chance to show I can handle the physical work." The opossum was sure at place like this would require a lot of heavy lifting which was something she could do.
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"At least, I hope you're still hiring." Poppy was going off by what she'd been told by the other townsfolk and most had told her that the Ol' Pickaxe was always looking for help. "I'm not looking for any part time or temporary job either, so no need to worry about me leaving only after short time." Maybe she was coming off a bit strong, yet she has bills to pay and food to put on the table.
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Are you going to try Threads? It's like the lovechild of early Twitter and 2011 Tumblr. And I'm not entirely sure how I feel about that.
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tojisun · 6 months
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oki but this is sooo biker!simon after that first hookup you two had!! (this is a silly ramble based on the vid teehee)
biker!simon (ghost) riley x fem reader
!! smut - minors dni; D/s; sexting :’> // biker!simon mlist
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you left with your number saved in his phone and his number saved in yours – simon having been the one to type it in. he named himself in your contacts as ‘simon 🏍️’ then got too shy at its obnoxiousness so he renamed it to ‘simon’ only.
(you later changed it to ‘si <3’ anyway).
simon sends the first message, unable to wait.
“hope you got home safe.” <
he would’ve dropped you home if he could, but simon understands why you preferred to keep your location a secret from him.
he waits for your reply, which arrives thirty minutes later.
> “thank you!! and i just got home, safe and sound <3”
simon almost chokes at the giddiness that lodged in his throat, his fingers trembling as he sends his reply.
the conversation picks up after that, mutual awkwardness breaking as friendship begins to bloom. you two try to make up plans, but your schedules never synced up and it left simon starving. aching with a heavy desire because he wants to see you again. wants to be with you again.
he wonders if you felt the same way. if you ache for his touch. for his body. if you lay on your bed at night, tracing at your skin, reminiscing the way simon pressed kisses into your soft corners and tender flesh.
simon wonders if you do. hopes that you do.
because even though he knows how much you’ve whispered how you love him, he had chucked it to your delirium; had told himself that it was a spur of the moment thought in fear that you would actually reject him.
so it came to him as a surprise when you sent him a… sensual message. nothing too conspicuous, but something that set him ablaze.
> “i miss the way you held me.”
simon stares at the message, going breathless as the memories return to him full force. it’s not like simon forgot – he knows he can never – but he’s been trying to push it in the back of his mind to pursue a more innocent relationship with you.
because you deserve more than a series of messages full of the ways he’d promise to fuck you – positions, places, and the amount of times he’d make you cum just with his mouth. because you deserve more than just words. words that aren’t even spoken, just typed.
and yet, he couldn’t help himself. he types in his reply, his mind overtaken by a fog that settles within his blood, mingling with reason.
“i miss you too, sweet girl.” <
simon breathes in, his mind shackled by the memory of your heat wrapped around him, and adds:
“miss the way you moaned for me.” <
he doesn’t hesitate when he sends this but simon does feel a twinge of guilt when he finally sees it in the message thread, something that snaps him outside of the fog just long enough to feel the way he’s been tightly gripping on his phone.
because what if this was too much? was he supposed to just hint at what happened? to dance around the tension until you two finally get to meet? to-
> “i miss how you filled me up.”
“fuck,” simon whispers to himself as he stares at your message, his voice a ragged timbre of his devastation. he almost drops his phone on the floor, seized by the greatness of his desires that is pumping blood to his ears and into his cock.
he swipes his eyes along your message once again, unearthing the sound of your voice from his memories as he envisions the way you would’ve said this – breathy, whimper-y, broken. your throat having been thoroughly used by simon.
“fuck,” he repeats, adjusting himself underneath his sweats before sending his reply.
“i filled you good, didn’t i, princess? kissed somewhere deep in you. deeper than anyone has ever reached.” <
simon feels like a fucking depraved teenager at the way his cock jumped just at the mere sight of the speech bubble appearing on your end, showing him that you’re typing up a response. he stares at his screen intently as though willing it to finally reveal the earth-shattering reply he knows you’re going to send, only to see the speech bubble disappear completely.
he blinks, confused, and restarts his messaging app at the thought that it’s glitching. when it finally reloads, simon tries not to drown in his disappointment when he sees no new received replies from you.
his fingers twitch, apology already forming from the back of his mind, ready to be typed out. he bounces his legs, worrying over the appropriate words to use because he truly is sorry. he-
a notification ping shakes him from his thoughts and simon realizes that his phone had turned off amidst his spiral. he breathes in shakily, gulping when he sees your contact name flashing on the screen – ‘princess’ – and taps at your icon.
oh.
“oh,” simon repeats out loud, his voice a warbled croak.
because who wouldn’t be breathless at this?
this being an image of you in nothing but simon’s zip-up jacket, the one that he lent you from that one fateful night when you two met up. it falls just past your pelvis, giving him a good glimpse of your thighs only to cut just above your knees, a grave loss that resonated with simon as he honest to god whimpers. it’s not zipped up all the way, stopping like a low v-cut on your chest which shows enough of your cleavage and your pretty tits that simon’s throat constrict in his thirst.
simon’s greedy eyes almost bypass your other message:
> “i wish you can tear my clothes off me again.”
he groans, feeling his cock leak from your message; from seeing you love his rough side.
he has to grip his phone as his unrelenting mind wanders, imagining the way he’d rip that jacket off your beautiful body. the way he wouldn’t even fully shrug it off you because simon wants to take you that way – surrounded with everything of him. his cock buried in your cunt, his hands braced on either side of your face, and his clothes grazing the skin with which his hands can’t caress. simon wants to envelope you with all that he is. with all that you will allow him to give.
fuck. he wants you. he needs you.
simon has to breathe through his mouth as he sends you a reply, choosing careful words to express his intention.
(but not to express the twinge of his darkness. of his possessiveness. not yet, anyway.)
“i’d do that and more, sweetheart.” <
he licks his lips, fingers hovering above his screen. thinking. hesitating. making up his mind. then, sending:
“wanna see what you do to me? how you make me so fucking hard?” <
simon absolutely moans at your beautiful, submissive reply:
> “yes, please.”
(what a good girl. and simon doesn’t even need to teach you how to be one. god, aren’t you just too perfect for him?)
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will-bonna · 1 month
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spearmaster + violet sea slug !
the gills can be molded and pulled from their tail to create needles… it makes a gross sound
here’s the slug reference:3
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andromerot · 1 year
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i should marry a mutual. thats how mabelpodcast was written
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xiewho · 27 days
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could i get a fabian pretty pls… possessed would be cool but anything with him is fine
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based on that one fake bad kids twt thread that i Cannot find for the life of me
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nonlethal-au · 1 month
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zaerxa · 9 months
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Thanks for the high life (I’d like to think that you’d stick around)
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inkskinned · 10 months
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
#writeblr#warm up#i can't write rn but i have SO much words in here bc im reading the chorus of dragons books#(just started book 4)#and this woman's writing is just LIVING in my brain. let me out!!!#(i read roughly like 2-4 books a week usually bc i go on long walks with my dog but when a book is REALLY good like. it eats my life. )#anyway ...... so like here's a story that idk i've tried to explain to other people as being wild#but maybe im the only one who thinks it is wild???#so i play pokemon go (i just started in jan) bc i love pokemon and as i have mentioned i walk goblin for like an hour in the morning#and i don't like a lot of fitness trackers due to the fact it makes me .sad. but i also wanted the little digital rewards. enter pokemon go#anyway so they make you make friends to complete quests. so i used a reddit thread. i do not usually use reddit. i don't have an acct#i lurked. i just googled like ''pokemon go reddit '' and randomly added a bunch of numbers#i was on that page for all of 15 minutes. there are THOUSANDS of responses on that page.#here's what's wild: in that group of people. even though i am not on reddit and it was one random event once#it turns out one of those people lives in the town i live in. or at least very close. i only know this because#when we send each other gifts. it's from the same freaking area.#i can't ask them to meet up bc pokemon go doesn't have a messaging app lol but like . what are the fucking chances that#a random person posts in a random reddit thread and HAPPENS to get added by someone ELSE from their SAME TOWN#who by pure fucking CHANCE is ALSO playing pokemon go and looking for friends#i googled it there's only 42000 people in my broad region. the .......... smallness ! of the world!!!
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ghostsgrazing · 3 months
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Tubbo donated ALL his revenue this week to help palestine like he promised he will.
Keep boycotting companies that fund genocide and if you're able to donate to trusted charities.
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@scrappy-urchin​
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“THE SOAP IS FIGHTING BACK! DESTROY THE SOAP!” Undyne clearly wasn’t thinking things through as she hurled a spear at the bar of soap full force, easily causing the bar to be split into several pieces. The guppy was quick to realize her mistake upon looking at it. “I DESTROYED THE SOAP! WE NEED A PLAN B!” The young monster began trying to think of another plan on what to do, though nothing was coming to mind which made her even more stressed about things. “What if we destroy the mud? Magic can do that, right?”
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Vix had to admit the reaction was unexpected to say the least, yet didn't show any sign's that it surprised her. Were teenager's always this aggressive or was she simply out of touch with today's youth? Regardless, her priority will be to see what the teen was doing here. Normally the fennec wouldn't bother, though as of late some trouble makers had been making a mess out of the castle court yard. The Darling Family has always kept it open to their people and didn't wish to restrict it over a few hooligans.
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"Well, to answer your question you happen to be wandering around the castle court yard of the Darling Family, not that I mind of course. We allow everyone the right to do so as long as they are civil with each other and don't attempt to break into the castle. My reason for approaching you with such a question is you appear to be a bit young to be here without some form of adult supervision." Vix wasn't going to accuse them of anything without proof so would simply state what she saw for now.
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vinceaddams · 3 days
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Most of the stuff I work on at my alterations job is suits, but today I did a prom dress for the daughter of an acquaintance, and everyone else at the prom is going to be soooooo jealous of the 40 cm deep pockets I added.
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novaxanomaly · 3 months
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"I've got you." - Donovan to Kagemi
send “i’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body
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Kagemi was staring off into space, frown upon her lips, not even reacting to Donovan when he stripped her and got her into the hot bath. She was covered in blood, and she wouldn't talk to anyone, she showed up at Donovan's window, drenched from the rain and blood.
Now she brought her knees up and hugged them to her chest in the bath, not paying attention to anything he was asking. she wasn't even reacting to the fact he managed to get her naked and not freak out. or did he have help? She didn't know, she wasn't there.
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