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ax100 · 1 year
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Nightcap by ax100 Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses Ship: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Claude von Riegan Rating: E
The Claude in his head is sweet and submissive, perfect as he takes Dimitri’s cock beautifully. He lets out plaintive sounds as Dimitri’s thickness pushes past his rim, arches his back coquettishly, begging him in action for more, more, more.
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Late at night, Dimitri touches himself to thoughts of Claude under him.
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novelconcepts · 2 years
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The defintion of hell is knowing a show is incredibly well-received in its first season, but if people don’t become machines churning out tweets, content, and rewatching 24/7, there’s no likelihood it’ll get a chance to tell its whole story. This shit is madness. Shows in different genres shouldn’t have to pit-battle for dominance. First seasons are MEANT to be baselines establishing worlds and characters, not complete storylines. The idea that this golden age of television has turned into “get it done in one or get out” is revolting.
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floral-force · 1 year
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paz throwing hands over mandalorian chess made me feel so seen as somebody who has been known to flip the monopoly board
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ministarfruit · 4 months
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I also did mock CGs of them for fun!!
(doppelgänger magni and vesper concepts)
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hungharrington · 9 months
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this might sound a bit weird, but personally i find comforting someone and like. boosting their confidence really fucking hot. like i get off to fixing someone’s insecurities
like maybe an insecure steve about how he’s not the same person he was in high school, thinks he’s lost his charm and attractive looks or whatever due to his scars as well as change in body (he’s not 16 anymore, he’s gonna have a bit of pudge)
just like body worship and, in the best way i can describe it, fucking the belief into him that he’s still gorgeous. like lots of praise
hot or not?
HOT !! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!! i'm not sure if 'fix' is the right word for it but i am GOBBLING up what you are putting down my god <3 lots of praise is my fuckin JAM MDNI this entire blog is 18+
i actually don't think that steve is overly that insecure, especially to do with his appearance-- most of the insecurities that pop up with him are to do with his abandonment issues :( but that does not mean there aren’t little moments, yknow?
sometimes it’s a comment, sometimes it only takes an old photograph, especially something something from his earlier years when it was just sport after sport after sport— and look, he likes that he's not as lean as he used to be but then, well sometimes old jeans just don’t fit right and his tummy pushes over the waistband and steve doesn’t hate it, he swears he doesn’t, he just spends a couple extra minutes in the mirror.
he thinks you won’t notice— thinks there wouldn’t be any way you would be able to tell and honestly, he thinks he gets away with it- his usual charm gets all the laughs and you seem to be more giving with your kisses tonight, on his neck and cheeks whenever you can, but he doesn’t make the connection at all. but then back at his, when the kisses get more heated and you’re sprawled in his lap, both of you half undressed, steve starts to notice the extra attention. the lingering lovebites on the inner of his thighs, the nuzzling along his happy trail and tummy — these these motions that draw attention to these parts, these fickle little moments of insecurity, all while you douse him in pleasure.
steve doesn’t mean to let you lead, to let himself squirm on the sheets while your hot tongue licks up his cock but you have a determination in you tonight that he’s far too willing to submit to. every moment your lips aren’t stretched around him, not making him cry out and tremble with how good it feels, you’re whispering into his skin— “feeling good, baby?” you murmur sweetly, pulling your mouth off and pumping the length of him in your hand, teasing at the top. steve nods quickly, arching his back as you speed up your hand. you kiss the skin where his thigh meets his pelvis, your free hand soothing up to his tummy.
“mm, good,” you hum, lightly tonguing his vein, as your hand slides back down from his tummy, gripping into the flesh of his thigh. “s’want you to feel good, stevie— want you to feel good always, cos you are. so fucking good and so fucking beautiful, hmm? my beautiful boy.” and god, steve knows what you’re doing now, a loud whimper slipping out his throat at the realisation - that you’d somehow picked up on his own disappointed looks at his appearances and taken them in stride, showing him in a way he’d understand just how easy it was to love all of him.
steve moans loudly, the noise all high pitched and pitiful, his hands pawing at the sheets for one of your hands to hold, that familiar hunger in his gut boiling hotter and hotter— you release your hold on his thigh in an instant to reach out and lace your fingers together, squeezing tight, and when you take him back in your mouth, steve whines again loudly— feeling hot, feeling loved, and the sour thoughts about the extra pudge on his tummy far far from him now <3
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gotogull · 6 months
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Ancient Knight
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tequiilasunriise · 9 months
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Okay but the emphasis on Ada being axed in the abdomen specifically?
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My current headcanon fer her death is that Ada was a maid who had an affair with a rich man she worked fer and fell horrendously in love with this man who likely just saw her as a pretty toy to enjoy on the side. At one point, Richboy tries to break if off with her, and Ada persists because she so wholly believes what they have is real and special meanwhile Richboy is just tryna get rid of her before this scandal gets out to the public.
tw: woah this angst got a little dark and lowkey spiraled into a minific
Ada follows her ‘lover’ into the woods where he she knows he likes to chop wood to destress, and when she finds him she starts begging him to take her back because they’re oh so in love you can’t you see? He tries to push her away, but Ada screams out, “You, you can’t leave me!”
“Ada, for the last time, leave me alone-“
“I’M WITH CHILD! IT’S YOURS!”
A stray wind rustles fallen foliage in the distance, the silence that has befallen the pair so heavy that the man could faintly count each individual leaf. Even as he stands stunned and speechless outwardly, from within a thunderous hammering of his heart begins to stir.
“… what?”
“I am going to bear your child! Please, can’t you see? You can’t leave me now!”
Shaking his head, the drumbeat man’s heart continues to bang against his eardrums louder and louder. It’s as if the bloodied thing was trying to break out of his ribcage and run away shrieking.
“No, n-no it can not be.”
“It can, it can,” wide green eyes stare up at him with a frenzied gleam, the maid’s broad smile stretching across her features like a slash, “It’s yours, you know I would never touch another.”
Ada steps forward, clinging onto the arm of her one and only. The man tries to take a step back and dodge her hands, but it’s already too late, the maid’s fingers frantically dig deep into the flesh of his arm and pull him close.
“Ada- Ada st-stop, stop touching me-“
“This is fate!” She crows desperately, completely ignoring his plea, her grip tightening on the man who gave her light.
“A-Ada! Let go!”
“No, I can’t! This child is a sign of our lov- AAAARRGHHHHH!”
Her backside slams onto the forest floor beneath her, but the bruises that shall surely form on her back holds not even a candlelight to the wretched, searing pain races from her stomach. Ada’s shaky hands reach up and-
Oh.
Oh, she’s bleeding.
Above her, the love of her life breathes unevenly, the axe clutched in his fist stained with a cruel, cruel crimson.
The immense pain rushing from her stomach is nearly enough to rob her of words completely, yet even this physical anguish can not hold back the aching in her betrayed soul.
“B-but,” she barely chokes out, hot tears streaming from her eyes, “But why?”
“Because you gave me no choice.”
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Pov Ada is crumpled on the forest floor bleeding out and STILL girly doesn’t even try to get up and call for help.
The man above her runs his free hand through his hair, disbelief and desperation laced in his every movement. His voice, once so strong and sure, now tremors as the realization of what he has done settles deep into the marrow of his bones.
“Do you understand now, you worthless fool? Do you understand?”
Ada can only shake her head. Even now, even here where she is very nearly nothing but a corpse to feed the maggots that reside in the dirt beneath her, Ada refuses to believe that this man she has devoted her whole being truly doesn’t feel the same.
“You, you didn’t mean to,” the man bellows in frustration, but Ada continues to push on with a watery smile, “It was just a mistake, I-I made you mad, and you acted out. It’s- it’s alright, I forgive you. I, I still love y-“
“NO!”
Pov when Richboy realizes that nothing he’ll do or say can make Ada stay away from him he ends up chopping her to pieces and hiding her body in the swamp where other animals have long since become carcasses, her shrieks of agony a quick yet haunting melody that echoes against the silent trees forced to witness such a brutal end to life.
Andddd THAT’S how I headcanon why Ada’s spectre form is a screaming banshee with cut up limbs stained in dirt and decorated in forest animal skeletons :DD
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florence-nomachine · 1 month
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Thinking about JJ with a MILF/Older! Reader, cause you know he’s definitely into them… (Mostly NSFW, he is 18+ obv!!!)
JJ! Who meets you at one of the many country clubs in Figure Eight. He’s a pool boy, and you’re the wife of some rich guy.
JJ! Who always finds a reason to be around you; offering you complimentary drinks without asking.
JJ! Who checks you out from afar, unable to draw his gaze from your bathing suit. It clings to your body perfectly, and he wonders whether your husband satisfies you.
JJ! Whose thoughts are always interrupted by the sight of your wedding ring gleaming in the sunlight. He knows he could never really have you - He’s a Pogue, and you’re a Kook - but the visual gets him through the day. It’s just a fantasy, right?
JJ! Who takes up the offer to become your gardener. He doesn’t know shit about keeping a plant alive, but he smokes weed and spends almost all of his time outside. It’s good enough for him.
JJ! Who begins to lose his mind once he’s near you. Your husband is almost never home, so it’s just the two of you. He’s always lost in the scent of your perfume as you pass him, or watching you groom yourself before you get ready to go to dinner. You’re gorgeous, and he needs to have you.
JJ! Who happily drinks or eats whatever you make for him. You always greet him with a sweet smile that makes him feel all warm inside…And hard below. He wants to see your sweet lips curl and part as he fucks you.
JJ! Who sneaks around your walk-in wardrobe when you’re out, pretending that he’s not looking for something in particular. He fingers your lacy lingerie, shutting his eyes as he imagines you in them, slowly being peeled off just for him.
JJ! Who can’t help but feel jealous when your husband comes home. Like any other Kook, he treats him like shit. He’s an asshole, and he wants nothing more than to fuck the shit out of you infront of him.
JJ! Who has a cucking kink. He's the bull.
JJ! Who's flirting becomes more blatant. He makes inappropriate jokes about your sex life, and notices how you dismiss him, but doesn't shut him out completely — You must secretly like it…
JJ! Who notices the way you check him out from the inside of your pool house, sipping on your wine as your lips linger on the rim of the glass for a bit too long. His ego is already soaring, but so much more as he sees you slip your fingers down your body, slowly disappearing into your panties…
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itsalwaysforyou · 1 month
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WHAT???????
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aborealisglfry · 5 months
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IM SO NORMAL ABOUT THAT FREAK!!!!!!!!! (Lie)
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nightraiderwrites · 5 months
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Pearl is dressed in her midnight blue suit, her silver rapier at her side. She swings Gem around the dance floor, the string quartet playing a jaunty tune.
She looks beautiful tonight. The royal seamstress did a good job on her dress, which fans around in a whirlpool of green.
They step in time, Gem's heels clicking on the floor.
Pearl's pulse is racing. Her heart thuds in her ears, eyes scanning the ballroom for any threats. She's certain Gem can feel her hands sweat, as they grasp light together.
The ballroom is full of masked people, gossiping about, no doubt, the Queen and the Advisor dancing together. They do not understand. She needs to stay close.
"Relax," the Queen murmurs to Pearl. "You're too tense. They'll notice." She swallows, and nods imperceptibly.
They twirl across the floor, Pearl focusing on the way Gem's hair bounces in the chandelier's light. Her antlers are adorned with little flecks of gold, and Pearl imagines them tonight, when this is over, curled up in bed. Her head will be on Gem’s chest, and she’ll be able to hear the soft thump of her heart.
Gem spins them off to the side, walking with Pearl’s arm in hers, making her way to the throne. The crowds part before her ornate green mask, detailed in gold. It is quite intimidating, Pearl thinks. It's fierce, gold shaped in such a way it looks like teeth.
"Stay close," Gem murmurs. Pearl thinks the mask brings out the sharp emerald of her eyes. "We don't know what he's planning."
Pearl would really like this night to be over actually. Or she'd like to go back to dancing.
She breathes in, spotting Impulse by the throne. He's dressed in  his deep black armor, outlined in jagged gold. His axe is on his back too, sharpened to perfection.
The Executioner nods as he scans the room as well, searching each face for threats.
Gold, Pearl thinks, is a very big symbol in their kingdom. Her own suit is adorned in gold stitching, leaves twirling around her wrists and neck. Impulse's own armor has gold up and down his arms and legs, with an "i" carved above his heart.
The Queen has claimed them, is what Pearl thinks. She's taken them and she's laid her claim on their souls.
They reach the throne. As she sits, Gem motions for Pearl to lean in close. “I see them,” she whispers. “Don’t look. Back left of the room, next to the drinks.” The Queen smiles, and presses a chaste kiss to the edge of Pearl’s lip. 
“Let Impulse know,” she whispers, as gasps erupt from around the room. “Get them out of my kingdom.”
Pearl takes a step back, and bows. “As you wish, my Queen,” she replies.
She does not look back as nods at Impulse and draws her silver rapier.
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Day one of @mcyt-yuri-week ! This is from an au that I have yet to release, but I figured I'd give y'all a sneak peak.
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ax100 · 1 year
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Heartbreaker Rulemaker 
Fire Emblem Three Houses / FE3H / Dimiclaude / claumitri / dmcl / rated E / 2571 words / birthday fic for @venjubilation
Summary:
“Strictly sex. Nothing else. If anything changes, we stop. If one of us catches feelings, we stop.”
That had been Claude’s condition when they had started…whatever this was. And Dimitri had readily agreed.
That might have been Claude’s first mistake.
Read it on AO3!
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erisluna35 · 3 months
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"Because of what happened in Derision, Marinette become anxious and will find out everything about the person she loves even if it's by stalking."
So by that logic, Marinette doesn't love both Luka and Cat Noir because she only do this to Adrien. She become tongue tied only to Adrien, she only EVER stalk Adrien. Weird how her anxiety only directed to one person and one person only.
The whole "Marinette stalking Adrien is trauma reaction and it's not a joke" is even weirder than any senti shit I've ever seen it's as if it decided on the last minute before deadline. Because if we're supposed to see it as serious thing then Ladybug throwing Cat Noir to trash bin should also be seen as serious thing, not a joke, especially considering Cat Noir reaction afterwards who looks scared and anxious. Or is the whole "joke that should be taken seriously" only work for Marinette?
I feel like Derision is made so Marinette have a sob story to show that she too has a dark and troubled past so people will sympathize with her, like how people sympathize with Adrien. Except it doesn't executed properly and feel out of place and doesn't make any single senses. Instead it make the writers become a hypocrite because of the message they try to put in that episode.
Same anon, same. I don't have much else to add. That episode contradicts so much for explaining something that didn't need an explanation. It's just so disconnected, you can cut it out and everything makes MORE sense somehow.
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glitching-time-bomb · 2 years
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Speaking of resting faces due to the scenario with the bad guys and a smiling resting face. What about a sad looking resting face. Just a sad looking face all the time. Because I think that's my resting face because I have been asked whats wrong on multiple occasions. How would the bad guy sans react to that
So, uhm... I'm just going to pretend that this hasn't been sitting in my inbox since February, and that I haven't posted in ages--
But, uh, surprise? I'm back, sort of!
Bad Sanses Reaction to Their S/O Having a Sad Resting Face
Dust:
Dust likely won't notice, at first
He'll mostly just think that, yeah, that's just the way you look. There's nothing weird about that, right?
But after a bit he'll end up questioning if your actually sad ,or if that's just your resting face
He's not the best with emotions, so it may take a bit for him to actually ask you if you're okay
If you explain that you are okay, and that that's just the way your face naturally rests, he's going to accept that and leave you be about it
Axe:
Axe notices pretty much everything about body language, so he's going to be very confused about why your body language says you're happy, but your face says that you're sad
You'll probably be able to notice his confusion, and asking him will spark the conversation of your resting sad face
He fully understands what you mean after you explain, he's used to feeling one way but not expressing that properly on his face
He'll try coming up with more pun than usual once he's had this conversation with you, not just because he wants you to smile, but because he just wants you to be happy
Killer:
Killer is the exact opposite in this matter, so in a way he understands what it feels like
It won't really be much of a big deal to him, it's just... something about you, just like any other trait or quirk you might have
He might joke about you being polar opposites, and he'll occasionally fake a frown if he sees you smiling just to mess with you
If it bothers you at all that he does any of these, just flick him on the skull and he'll get the gist
maybe...
Nightmare:
This is probably going to confuse Nightmare quite a bit
He can sense that you're not upset at all, quite the opposite really, so why are you frowning all the time?
Unlike Dust he's going to ask you straight away, wanting to make sure that nothing is wrong
Once you explain to him that your facial expression doesn't equal how you're feeling, he'll understand and leave you be about it
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apolladay · 12 days
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Do you remember/have heard of Bamzooki, either the game or the show?
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Yes! (I am British)
No? (I am British)
Yes (I am not British (impressive!?)
No (I am not British)
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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I am now in the dark part of truth.
Hélène Cixous, Stigmata: Escaping Texts; from 'Hiss of the Axe', tr. Keith Cohen
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