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#ch. forester
tapeworrmart · 3 months
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COME HOME
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hanasnx · 2 months
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dean who play-wrestles with you, but you never bother to fight back because there's no point- you'll never win. dean who traps you in a convoluted, pretzel-like position and fake-punches you while grunting uhn! uhn! uhn! and panting in your ear because he's kinda sorta on top of you now.
and then you rub your pussy on his abdomen for some relief of an ache he caused, and suddenly he's not as interested in play-fighting anymore unless it gets your pants off
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juniemoe · 1 year
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NATURE OF THE BEAST;
lady of the forest. 🍃
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imberlae · 1 year
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yandereshingeki · 2 years
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yandere eremika
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nieithryn · 28 days
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Returning Muse: Master Ikrit
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Name: Ikrit Species: Kushiban Age: ~300 Years Time Period: Default is New Republic Affiliation: Jedi Order (Old & New), Republic (High & New) Summary: A kushiban Jedi trained by Yoda during the High Republic. While a decently skilled combatant, Ikrit is far more in tune with the Force, sensing the ebbs and flows of it. He was drawn to the temple on Yavin 4 and discovered a great evil he could not undo. Realizing this, he went into a deep, centuries-long sleep, awaiting the presence of someone who might be able to help.
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ic: Force Be With Me (Ikrit) ch: I Am No Warrior (Ikrit) musing: Death Comes to Call (Ikrit) Headcanons: Ikrit skills: Weapons Will Not Prevail (Ikrit) aesthetic: Wild Forest Glade (Ikrit)
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madamrynodm · 1 year
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Clover is such a lovely character, I love seeing them every chapter 💕
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Link to the speeddraw for this:
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doom-dreaming · 8 months
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Ash Reads: The Fall of Reach
Please enjoy my thoughts on Ch. 3 while I finish up my next prompt fic. Featuring: child abuse! war crimes! John being a little shit of a kid.
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Whip those kids into shape! Literally! (Don't Do This)
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DON'T STEAL HER LUNCH, YOU GREMLIN (but in hindsight, good call, since he ain't gettin' dinner that night).
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POINTS. KELLY. Give my girl what she deserves (blue hair). She knows the vibes are off right from the start. Vibe checked and found wanting. (Her instincts are good.)
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ThE gIrL wOuLd SlOw HiM dOwN. You fool. You utter buffoon of a child. She's your rabbit. You just don't know it yet. You don't get dinner tonight, John.
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CPO Franklin "can't believe I have to do team-building exercises with 6-year-olds" Mendez. This lesson does not yet register with John. Don't worry. It will shortly.
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Feral children. This will be (mostly) beaten out of them over the course of 2 years. They'll start being aggressive at everyone else, not each other.
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Yayyyyy they're besties now! Kelly got to show off her Sick Running Skills(tm). (They didn't win the exercise but they finished as a team, goddamn it. And presumably got to eat.)
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pancakelewoof · 1 year
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Their first meeting.
Soot lives with her younger sister, Ash, deep within the forest. While her sister is often busy with mercenary work, Soot tends to their home and the small crops they grow with the help of their trusty companions.
Soot (bottom left) is initially stricken by Ashcloud's superficial similarities to her sister; from her carnation eyes to her dusty coat and the curious aura the hints at more beneath her fur (and even their names are so similar?), Soot finds herself drawn to the kit.
Ashcloud, on the other hand, is immediately smitten by the jocol. She is finally able to find peace of mind in her charming (and often witty) company.
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davidhatter · 2 years
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If A Sorcerer Falls In a Forest || Hatfish
@baenxietydad
Mr. Bae apparently had not been kidding when he said that the squirrel, Karen, liked Hatter.
He had been seeing him more often. On his trips through the park, mostly. Hatter didn’t think it was any different than how his relationships with the other regulars of the shoppe worked. They came around often enough that seeing them outside of the usual environment was weird the first time, but after that it was fine. He’d wave, sometimes get to give Karen a pat on the head or a scratch under the chin, and be on his way again.
Today he had left the shoppe early in the morning and passed through the park on his way to the forest to collect reagents. Now that autumn was officially the season there were some things he needed restocked until next year.
Karen had decided to join him.
Things had been going fine for the first hour or so. Hatter couldn’t understand what Karen was jabbering at him about without Mr. Bae, but that didn’t seem to discourage the squirrel. It did prove to be a proper distraction though because as he was walking along, looking up to watch Karen as he chirped as he had always been taught that it was polite to look at the person who was speaking, he tripped.
A good proper trip that sent him face first into a fallen log. It was still hard enough to split the skin on his forehead where he struck it, send his hat off into the dirt, his fresh bag of reagents clattering from where it rested on his hip, and caused his vision to blur.
It took him minute after he sat up and blink the brightness back into submission in his vision to realize that he was alone. Or, well, not alone-alone as no one ever truly was in these woods, but that Karen was no longer there.
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hanasnx · 2 months
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Dean tricks out his car to be more comfortable for you cause he drives you around everywhere. A blanket bundled up on the seat, snacks in the glove box, and a plushy lining on the seats to make steamy car sex more comfortable for you
i am so here for passenger-princess!reader. he's so thoughtful, and he knows your favorite foods, and how you run cold. he's even got slippers he bought in case you're on a longer drive with him and need more comfortable shoes.
that plush lining of the seats definitely helps, he got to working on that project as soon as you and him fucked for the first time in his car. uncomfortable, but worth it. now things are way easier, and finding a dark place to fuck late at night has never been so accessible
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ifacotarwasgood · 9 months
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CHAPTER 1 - page 10/?
original word count: 2452
revised word count: 1529
click for ch 1's full comparison document.
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Color and darkness whirled, eddying in my vision, mixing with the snow. His legs were twitching as a low whine sliced through the wind. Impossible—he should be dead, not dying. The arrow was through his eye almost to the goose fletching. But wolf or faerie, it didn’t matter. Not with that ash arrow buried in his side. He’d be dead soon enough. Still, my hands shook as I brushed off snow and edged closer, still keeping a good distance. Blood gushed from the wounds I’d given him, staining the snow crimson. He pawed at the ground, his breathing already slowing. Was he in much pain, or was his whimper just his attempt to shove death away? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. The snow swirled around us. I stared at him until that coat of charcoal and obsidian and ivory ceased rising and falling. Wolf—definitely just a wolf, despite his size. The tightness in my chest eased, and I loosed a sigh, my breath clouding in front of me. At least the ash arrow had proved itself to be lethal, regardless of who or what it took down. A rapid examination of the doe told me I could carry only one animal—and even that would be a struggle. But it was a shame to leave the wolf.
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I was only strong enough to carry one animal out of the woods, and even that would be a struggle. But it was a shame to leave the wolf. Though the woods were steadily growing darker, I skinned the wolf and cleaned my arrows as best I could. If nothing else, it warmed my hands. I wrapped the bloody side of the pelt around the doe’s death-wound before hoisting her across my shoulders, grunting against the weight. It was several miles back to our cottage, and I didn’t need to leave a trail of blood. I grasped the deer’s legs and spared a final glance at the wolf’s steaming carcass. Its remaining golden eye stared at the snow-heavy sky. For as strange as I’d felt after its death, I didn’t feel a pang of remorse. Winter was too lean a time for regret.
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clonehub · 1 year
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love the absolutely abysmal impact tbb has had on the greater sw psyche
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lightning-will-bovino · 10 months
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nsfw gif 42 [Muse : Forest ]
From this post -> X [42]
"Shh~ Love~" Lambo assures Forest as the raven covers the other's mouth his his hand while trying not to grunt loudly as he thrust his hips. "The window is open and the neighbors can easily hear~" Even if their floor is not ground level they can be easily heard by the passing neighbors.
Forest folded with legs up, his hands bound to keep the legs up and face flustered with muffled moans, made a lovely sight as he continued to thrust.
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strywoven · 10 months
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closed. / @lcstkey
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There comes a soft rapping upon the door.  When bid entrance , who should come forth but the Dustling with his – rather IMPORTANT – package.  As always , his features are serious-set , but his all-dark eyes are tinged with a certain friendliness , his expression s o f t e n i n g just the slightest when he sees the keybearer.
❝ Well met , my friend , ❞ He inclines his maned head slightly to her , ❝ I hope your recovery has been going well ? ❞  Detectable is the note of c o n c e r n there in his question.  She appears to be fine , from a glance , but he still wants to be sure.  After all , once he had caught word of what happened to her realm , Dyn’lo was struck with immense WORRY for her.  Happy is he to see she is looking more like her old self , at the very least.  All things considered.
With a heavy / hearty t h u n k , Dyn’lo sets his package down on a nearby desk , his paw resting atop.  ❝ You know , I was rather surprised when you said you wanted m e to make this prosthetic for you , ❞ He smiles at her ; sincere , genuine.  ❝ But I am no less honored for the task. ❞  Turning , he unclasps the case and pulls open the lid , motioning with a nod of head for her to come and see it for herself.  ❝ Take a look , won’t you ?  I know I took an especially long time on it , but I wanted to make it PERFECT . ❞  And he hopes it shall be.  It i s what she deserves.
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