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st4rfckerz · 3 months
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this came to me in a dream last night and i'm literally frothing at the mouth.
MDNI 18+ (dubcon)
"what did you just say?" anakin asked, his voice low and menacing. he knows what you said, he just wanted to hear you say it again.
"i said you're fucking selfish." you sneer. anakin takes slow steps towards you until you're mere inches apart. his presence filled the small room, making it feel suffocatingly hot all of a sudden. you can smell his musky scent mixed with sweat and determination emanating from him as he loomed over you.
anakin's eyes sparkle with amusement as he watches you get all hot and bothered talking about how much you claim to hate him.
"is that really what you think?" he asks, tilting his head slightly. anakin looks at you, almost daring you to respond. when you say nothing he lets out a harsh breath and calmy removes his dark, heavy robe. “oh i see.” he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “you wanna know what i think?"
before you could respond, anakin kicks out with his leg, sending you flying backwards onto the floor. you cry in pain as your head strikes the hard hardwood floor, landing on your back. stars danced wildly in front of your vision for a brief moment, and when they subsided, you find yourself pinned down by his weight.
"i think you're a whiny little prude, just dying to get fucked," he growled, his eyes burning with desire. "too good for some cock? is that what it is sweetheart?" anakin held you firmly, trapping both of your arms against your chest with one hand while his other hand stayed wrapped around your throat.
"get off me anakin or i swear-" you shriek as you squirm futilely underneath him. anakin's hand flies across your face and then squeezes your cheeks together.
"stop struggling you're not gonna get anywhere." he growls, his voice deepening with anger and lust combined. you finally stop struggling against him, your body limp beneath his weight.
"atta girl." anakin's expression softens slightly, a devilish smirk forming on his lips. slowly, he reaches down and slips his hand under your robes. a low groan erupts in his throat as he feels how wet you've become.
"see? you don't hate me," a satisfied grin spreads across his face as he leans down, his mouth trailing hot kisses along your neck and shoulder. "no no, if you hated me you wouldn't be dripping right now." you arch your back into him, your body responding instinctively to his touch. a pathetic whine escapes your lips as his finger rubs little circles against your throbbing clit.
anakin chuckles darkly, enjoying how you easily surrender yourself to him. "that's better," he purrs, his fingers trailing teasingly over your sensitive flesh.
"now be a good girl and spread your legs for me."
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limbokidd · 6 months
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Soft moment ig
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ranubd · 8 months
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I'm going to pretend I'm not stuck in a hefty art block rn, BUT, Hey... Yk what helps with art block?? (I clearly don't)
So I listened to a few songs and just sketched stuff that the song brought to my mind, is it mostly Grian? No. (Yes)
Also, NOT COPYING KOU AT ALL... If you have any requests on something you'd like me to draw, etc, or you just have some fun art ideas for me to draw, SEND THEM TO ME!! 😝😝😝 Art block will be beaten real damn hard, so srs rn.
Race - Alex G
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Why Didn't You Stop Me? -Mitski
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Child Psychology - Black Box Recorder
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Yellow - Coldplay
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ftm-megamind · 11 months
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i think that whenever david reads poetry his mind always drifts to jack no matter how hard he tries to resd it normally. doesn't matter what the poem is, it could be sad, it could be happy, it could be romantic, it could be about something that isn't even human, he just makes the connection. because jack is such a complex being with such a beautiful and kind soul and david can't help but love absolutely everything about him and see him in absolutely everything he loves. and i don't even know if i'm making any sense with this .
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randompajamaalt · 7 months
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New TMA AU
so. I’ve been thinking for a few days, and I have officially decided to start a brand-new TMA au here on tumblr. It’s still in the works, but I wanted to see if y’all were interested in this at all.
It’ll basically be a spooky story podcast style thing- they’ll hunt for cryptids, ghosts, myths, other such things- and investigate them.
The story will focus on Jon, Georgie, Martin, and Melanie as they delve deeper into spooky stories you’d hear over a campfire.
I’m debating on how the institute and other characters are gonna come in to play, but over time more people are gonna join the main gang in their adventures.
it will also be released in bits and pieces and will kind of work like an ARG, having different parts of the story released in a different order than they actually happened in the canon timeline.
Here’s the kicker, though- and probably where I’ll lose a lot of you- It’ll be written like a transcript, not an actual story. The layout will be way different than what I usually do.
It’s hard to explain, so, I’ll just add a sample/test below! Think of it like a transcript of a podcast, sometimes accompanied by descriptions of visual video, if it’s included in the episode.
anyways I’m ranting! I’m just gonna put it below :)
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Episode 0.5 - Prologue/Teaser
Jon
[click]
[fabric rustles]
“Hello? Testing, testing.. One, two, three..”
Georgie
[shuffling]
“I think it’s working, Jon.”
[small chuckle]
Jon
“A-Ah, yes.. uhm..”
[rustling]
[whispering]: “Are we on?”
[clears throat]
[presumably reading from a script]: “Hello. My name is Jonathan Sims, and you’re listening to-“
[whisper]: “I did not agree to this name, Georgie, I-“
Georgie
[whisper]: “Just go with it, Jon.”
[quiet chuckle]
Jon
“Sorry. Uhm. My name is Jonathan Sims, and you’re listening to a collection of spooky stories, regarding cryptids, creeps, and chaotic encounters.”
[groan]
[whisper]: “Can- Can we just re-record this part?”
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alright! That was fun. Anyways, would you all be interested in reading a story completely written like this or would it be boring?
yippie I’m so tired
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sneezypeasy · 2 years
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My laptop battery didn't last the whole flight and I think I severely underestimated how long it would take to write up this post 😅 I may actually have to break it into parts, there's a lot I want to go through.
I'm going as fast as I can tho, I promise! ❤
Planning on staying up tonight to at least get the first part finished. ❤
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oneisallallisone · 1 year
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Mutuals I would commit the ultimate alchemical taboo on in the hopes of bringing them back to life
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world-of-ezraprisc · 1 year
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Since Halloween’s coming, Werewolf Matpat?
> Instruction's unclear, i turned him into a Furry instead.
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Even though Halloween is already passed, But i tried my best to imagine what Mat look like when he's a werewolf.
Imagining him chillin' in his house, then suddenly the moon came and he began to transform into the wolf.
Clothes that he wears:
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ferrn-draws · 2 years
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i’m so incredibly normal about these
inspired by @/peachy.doodle and @/brocovibes on instagram
click images for better quality <3
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ineedtherapist · 1 year
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Will Zeppeli s/o piece about him serving breakfast in bed? Can be headcanons or oneshot
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ANON I LOVE YOUUU 。⁠:゚⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)゚⁠:⁠。
As PB & BT loyal enthusiast I am using my absolute cruel & despicable power to skip all the other request so I can indulge myself in this most fluffy heartwarming masterpiece of an ask to ever exist
I WANNA MAKE A ONESHOT BUT I DON'T HAVE THE CAPABILITY TO DO IT *CRY
Will A. Zeppeli serving breakfast for his s/o hcs and drabbles
He's the type that cook on his free time as both hobby and a need. It doesn't matter if he's a guy. It's one of those things that give him a sense of normalcy, that he's still living and he's still a human amidst all the craziness and seemingly hopeless life fighting his cruel fate. There are also times when he missed family and home so cooking is the only way for William to keep them close to him.
That being said, his favourite meal time is breakfast and dinner. There's just something undescribable about the first meal at the fresh start of the day and the last meal to commemorate another day of heartfelt life and ofc well- survival.
He's also a fairly romantic person, carrying the zeppeli gene down to the core. Sure, for some people, bringing your s/o breakfast in bed is not something to be proud of, a routine even. But not for him. Cooking, breakfast and his s/o. Three of his most precious things in life together? What could be more lovely?
It's a bright and cool Saturday morning. The wind felt just nice and the sun wasn't too hot, perfect for a longer sleeping sessions. At least until the realization William wasn't beside you sink in. His side of the bed is cold meaning he's been out of it for quite some time.
'Maybe he's out training with those two..?'
The thought sounds more like a question than a statement.
'But it's Saturday and he says it himself he's staying in today.'
'Should I search for him..?'
Weighing all the options, you finally sigh. Your heart felt heavy and the day didn't felt so bright
or cool
or Saturday
anymore. Muffling your face into the pillow, your mouth started to hum a slow and comforting tune, your favourite tune, to soothe the uneasy feeling growing insides you.
To be frank, this is not something abnormal. It's just how your life usually went but that didn't mean the same anxious feeling you felt everyday actually subsided. The thought that one day you'll wake up alone forever without a trace of him which can happen at any moments given the nature of his job, frightened you.
'I hate this.'
Another sigh almost escaped from your lips yet was interrupted by a sudden knock on both you and William shared bedroom door. Looking up from the pillow, a small smile escaped your lips when you see the blackbrown haired man make his entrance.
"Morning bambola, how're you feeling?"
You didn't answer his questions instead beckon him to come closer in which he did. Taking both side of his face, you kiss his forehead lingering there longer than usual. William noticed the sudden gestures but didn't say anything instead reciprocate it with another kiss under your right eye.
'What's that?'
Your eyes settling on a medium sized tray in his hands, covered by a metal lid.
Grinning he put the tray in front of you and sit at the edge of the bed.
'A present, for my n only one'
Curious, you opened the tray to found almost all of your favourite breakfast menu dished out beautifully signalling all the effect the older man had put for you. You feel you're about to cry but instead you sit on the bed properly this time and reach out for him in which he again, gladly comply to.
'Thank you, it's beautiful amore.'
'Anything for you dearest.'
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mixtapeliars · 1 year
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ihatebnha · 2 years
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OFFICIALLY DONE WITH SCHOOL 
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say-sike · 2 years
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squigglywindy · 2 years
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Name suggestions for the random villager I mutilated in the spirit of whumptober?
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theriddlerisanerd · 2 years
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Fuck it - bored and gonna fancast my wip
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sacha-da-1 · 1 year
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The Doctor, Charley, and Romana are all completely fine! You hear me?? Okay!? I’m gonna go to sleep now! They’re all just having tea somewhere or sitting on a beach or whatever the f*ck to relax after their really stressful day they just had. It’s fine! It’s all fine! Good night!!
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