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First post on tumblr because I am soooooo normal about @naffeclipse’s Apex Polarity !
Have a messy drawing of my favorite menace and y/n :)
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rebxxy · 2 months
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Okay but like…
Sanemi with an s/o who literally ALWAYS serves cunt??😚👀
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523rdrebel · 2 months
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Crosshair x OC Dr. Isabella Ramot, "Bells"
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I am also not adding my Tag list this time because, being the first more mature fic I've posted, I won't assume everyone on my tag list would appreciate it.
Summary: Bells gets a new shirt and shows it off. Crosshair and Bells play an enticing game involving teasing and a secluded garden.
Warnings: This one gets a touch spicy, friends. So minors, shoo! Description of heavy make-out and Sexual allusions and build-up.
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Bells threw on her pants, light, airy linen and her lightest coverage top for swimming. She slipped on her sandals and her eyes fell on a sheer white top she'd recently acquired. Her eyes sparkled mischievously and she threw on the top, admiring herself in the mirror then skipped out her door, now on a particularly fun mission, down to the beach.
She felt his eyes before she saw him, an exhilarating shiver ran down her spine, and she turned, locking eyes with Crosshair for one electric moment, before walking directly past him.
Crosshair’s eyes narrowed and he kept a few steps behind, enjoying the view, but also curious as to where she would lead him.
She stopped, chatting to a few villagers at one stall, pointedly glancing over her shoulder, a teasing challenge in just one look.
Crosshair's glare intensified and he turned his chilling gaze on any who dared to venture to close, stalked up behind Bells and hovered over her shoulder. He saw her jaw tighten, two can play this game, he thought. He leaned in, Bells angled her head to the side just slightly giving him room and his lips touched her ear as he spoke, "Bells, teasing me like this... Perhaps I should take you somewhere and show you what that does to me."
She smiled, leaning to press her body against Crosshair where he’d leaned in to whisper, "Tsk. I thought snipers were patient. Maybe you're losing your touch." She pulled away abruptly, Crosshair staggering slightly at the sudden shift, and walked away, cheeky grin wide as she glanced over her shoulder. She knows he will follow.
She walked slowly, agonizingly slowly, around the streets of Pabu, Crosshair trailing a few paces behind, glaring daggers at anyone who looked too closely. He watched as the wind shifted Bells's ginger hair, her sheer top pulling tighter one moment, hanging loosely the next. His hands itch to touch her.
She led them, finally, into a small garden, not unlike the location of their first kiss at the Lifeday Festival. She turned to face him, back pressing against the wall.
Crosshair crossed the garden quickly, long strides taking up much of the space with ease and pressing his body against her eagerly, "Would you like to see if I've lost my touch, Bells?"
She laughed, that bright, dangerously infectious laugh, and gripped his waist pulling him to press more against her, "I can't wait..."
He captured her mouth in a hungry kiss, both his hands sliding underneath her sheer blouse, tracing a trail of fire upward. His hands find the softness of her breasts and he kneads at them slowly before pulling down the fabric to free them entirely.
Bells gasped at his touch and responded in equal yearning, kissing back and gently nipping at his lips with her teeth, her hands pulling at the waist of his pants and keeping their bodies flush together.
His kisses trail down her neck and one hand moves around to lift her up and press her once again into the wall. Her legs wrap around his waist and she rolls her hips against him. “Bells–” his voice is a strained low growl, she laughed again and he captured the laugh on her lips, the bright bubbling sound cut off by needy kisses.
Her fingers tangle in his white curls, pulling just enough to lean his head back while she continues to roll her hips against him. Her voice is deep, heavy with need, “Is it safe to assume you like the shirt, Cross?” He groaned as her hips moved just right, “It’s fine, Cyare, but right now it’s in the way.”
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pokegalla · 2 years
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Hellooooo tis I once more hehe um I apologize if this is weird at all but I was wondering if maybe you could write sleepy morning kisses with stretch that get a lil spicy but nothing Overly explicit lol
If your too uncomfortable with the spicy could you maybe just write about the sleepy morning kisses instead👉👈
Only if you're comfortable have a great day! <33
Hey there’s no need to apologize. I’m completely ok with it! I just hope I can deliver! And thank you, hope you have a nice day too! (Sorry if it’s short!)
Morning Kisses
You were shifting in your sleep, eventually turning to your side. You noticed light shining in through the window. Oh….it must be morning already. You scooted forward to try and sit up but felt two arms wrap around your waist, keeping you in place. You giggle, already expecting your bone-friend to hold you hostage. He was a lazy bones and you were like his teddy bear.
“Babe….I wanna get up and make some food,” You said trying to shimmy out of his hold. He just pulls you closer to him.
“Noooooooo. You don’t haven’ta….just a few more minutes,” Stretch groaned.
You laugh, “A few minutes with you means stay in bed all day. C’mon I need to get up.”
“I bet I can convince you to stay….,” Stretch mumbled.
“Suuuuuuuure pal. Do your worst,” You teased.
You gasp feeling his teeth press into the back of your neck. Eventually he kept leaving skellie kisses all over your neck, shoulders, and down along your spine. You turn around in his arms, face completely flushed. You cup the side of his skull and he closed the gap between you two. When you parted, you both were panting lightly.
“Convinced~?” He said smirking.
You scoffed, “You call that a kiss? Let me show you how it’s done~”
His sockets widened when you flipped him onto his back and straddled his lap. He stared up, blushing pretty hard and stuttering a bit. You lean down to cup his chin before diving in for a kiss. The kiss became heated quickly, his hands wandering before firmly gripping your behind. Tongues clashing, slow grinding, and soft moans were made before you both finally separated.
“Fuck honeybun….,” Stretch panted out, “I was tryna convince YOU to stay. But I think you convinced ME.”
You smile and kissed the top of his skull, “I love you sweetheart.” He smiles warmly. “I’m still not staying in bed all day. Come down after you’re ready lazy bones~” You managed to escape his clutch before he finally realized.
“Aw shit….damn tease,” He groaned before chuckling a bit, “They are sooooo gonna regret that~”
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humanityinahandbag · 1 year
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Chapter 8: Tight Tight Tighter
If you want to read more matchmaker Wayne Munson, the new chapter of my story is up! Lots of angst and feels and boys in love. Check it out!
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The walk up towards Harrington House was a dark one, lit mostly by the rain clogged headlight beams of the car below. It had been a short fight, convincing Eddie to stay in the car, but Wayne had won before Eddie had a chance to make his case.
“They’re scared of me,” his nephew had said charitably. “We could use that.”
“No.”
“It's a good idea. Half the town is waiting for me to shit a demon out of my ass."
“No,” Wayne had said again.
It was truly a marvel how anyone was afraid of those large brown calf eyes glaring at him through rain speckled hair. (His nephew gussied himself up in leather and chains and at least tried to play the role of big and scary demonic cult leader. Wayne had once said it was like slapping a denim vest on a sad, wet cat, prompting his nephew to give him the silent treatment for three days straight).
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sluttysaph · 5 months
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aaaalso, next time when i can play, what if i only call myself cunt again, or something degrading, only go by it/its pronouns, u obv use it as well and also u could maybe talk to me like im a dummy and a little dumb girl ummm
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You know when you want food,
But not just any food,
And it’s not a specific food you can name.
But you know the texture you want ,
And tastes you don’t want,
But nothing in the house fits the bill.
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The Berry meta! The Peaches meta! The Silk Flower meta! Forever changed!
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crimeronan · 5 months
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i think about this tweet Every Time i see people scared to write women with flaws bc they think it'll come off as sexist. cannot believe this is nearly a decade old. Ahead Of Its Time.....
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dasketcherz · 9 months
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it was a pretty cool dlc, i enjoyed it a lot
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dduane · 11 months
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...Just read this thread. JUST READ IT.
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catmask · 7 months
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any time i draw characters with an ounce of body fat everyones like “oh i bet they give such warm hugs” like what if they fuck sensual style actually
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rusticfurnace · 1 month
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face studies with the vaqueros i did some time ago!🤠🤠
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...and some white guy ig.
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munsons-mutiny · 1 month
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One of my favorite trope for Steddie is Steve hunting down Eddie when the kids join Hellfire and giving him a long list of dos and donts.
At first Eddie thinks he’s just being a prick, and worried he’s going to turn the nerds into freaks like him. Especially when he says not to mention drugs in front of Dustin.
But then he starts pulling out lists of monsters that can’t be in campaigns. And like what??? Why can’t he use demagorgons? They were gonna be in the next combat! He’s tempted to ignore the warnings, in fact he’s all set to, but something about Steve’s face when he was laying it all out haunts him. Something so deadly serious about it. So first he decides to test the waters to see if he’s full of shit.
When the session starts, he makes a throwaway comment, “you’re acting like there’s a mindflayer around the corner.”
All the kids freeze but Wheeler especially looks like he’s going to be sick. He even grabs at the bracelet around his wrist. The one he always said his best friend made him before he moved.
Eddie curses himself for even trying to test it out after that, and immediately bullshits the whole session so he can scrap any hint of demogorgans from the campaign.
After that session he drives straight to Harringtons house and demands they go over all the things he can’t include again, in detail, while he takes notes.
He doesn’t know what’s going on with these freshmen, but he knows trauma when he sees it and well he’d gotten attached to the gremlins.
When he leaves that night, he thinks Steve is looking at him with approval. Like he trusts him with their well-being now.
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radioapplebs · 25 days
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Ace Alastor Week: Day 1
I like to think that death threats and bickering are a love language
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nightmare-chaser · 11 months
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Ive seen multiple posts from reddit refuges that go like "im queer and its so welcoming here!" Or "im nonbinary and dont get quized on my gender here!" Or "im autistic and i can be weird here and yall like it!" And its so fuckin cute its like yes hi hello welcome this is the gay ass autistic website we love special interests we love weird genders we love just saying random shit and the just happy surprised tone of those posts is so wholesome to me like yes! hi! you are in fact the target audience! welcome home
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