#citrus warning

[nikkxb]

Legend of Illethai Mobre Update

Chapter 9

Rating: Explicit Status: In Progress Summary: In Kagome’s new neighborhood, there’s a wall. It’s been there for years, this massive sheet of concrete stretching across the land, separating a memorial from the neighboring church. One day on her afternoon walks, curiosity has Kagome seeking out the history behind this piece, why it exists, and what the stories around it mean. She didn’t expect the stories to be real.

Chapter Excerpt:

The door opened behind her, footsteps coming in. Miroku and Sango got over here quick, considering how bad traffic could be on a Friday afternoon. Turning to greet them, she froze at the sight of silver hair looking over the papers on the coffee table.

He was in jeans and a tee, very much not his work scrubs, and the last person she expected to see. After Wednesday, she couldn’t imagine pulling him back into this and didn’t understand why he was there. She distinctly recalled Touga telling him to leave it all alone, so why would he be standing there reading over the copies she’d received from Shiori?

“Dad called me,” he started saying, not looking up from the table. “Myouga called him as soon as he knew you were heading over and wanted someone else to be here. I was the closest one.”

Amber eyes looked up at her, weary, but friendly, and he offered her a self-deprecating smile. “I’m just as surprised as you are.”

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[panther-os]

random fordo headcanons in no specific order

looks like Generic Clone (TM) except has a y-shape scar on the right side of his face from the corner of his mouth and from just below his cheekbone back into his hair and the shrapnel that did it also sliced off part of his ear on that side

speaking of ears, he loses his helmet mid-battle like obiwan loses his lightsaber and is hard of hearing for various explosion shaped reasons. stec and the rest of the m10 accommodate him well enough it doesn't become an Issue with the kaminoans until far enough in the war for him to get hearing aids instead of euthanized

("but panther! him losing his helmet is clearly not the case in clone wars 2003!" consider: clone wars 2003 is in-universe propaganda (bad propaganda bc palps) about the negotiator and the hero with no fear and is largely not representative of the bodies actually fighting the war or their general disposition)

although i will allow that part of the m10's accommodations are relying almost exclusively on hand signals in combat because a) their co can't keep his comm on his goddamn head and b) even if he could it's 50/50 whether or not the audio quality is bad enough he wouldn't be able to understand them anyway

he's good with teaching cadets and enjoys it v much but when it comes to being around children in any other setting, he's that guy that leans away from them as they come closer. kids ofc think this is hilarious and so make a point to swarm him at any given opportunity which does not help endear them to him as individuals or as a concept

he went to the ct-27-5555 school of showing brotherly affection (or more accurately vice versa)

thinks either extremely deeply or not at all, there is no in-between

started mimicking 17 as a cadet just because it was funny and it has not stopped being funny since so he has not stopped either

in general just a rock solid absolutely batshit insane dude who delights in being a chaotic contradiction and faux contrarian bastard but has an emotional intelligence and easy insight that makes him most trooper's go-to for good advice

also he/they neptunic enbian for relationships and also views sex as a social interaction which is fun with just about anyone and everyone

#/incoherent noises/ #star wars the clone wars #star wars #captain fordo #arc captain fordo #star wars alpha 77 #citrus warning #but just mention thereof #clone trooper decommissioning

[dreamsofalifeold]

"My safeword is "Quark", because I'm physically unable to hear his name and be horny at the same time."

#cracker barrel street justice (crack tag) #v: i lay my love between the stars #citrus warning

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

Night at the Manor

(citrus under the cut)

The lights were low, and the room was cool.  Snowflakes gusted by the windows, sometimes flurries, other times thick waves of white.  This was a night for a blizzard, and every soul in the city had done their best to hunker down.  Normally Riven would have spent the evening reading or studying--perhaps going to bed early to sleep out the storm.  But tonight (praise the Twelve) there was a happy change to the status quo.

“Mmmm.”  With a low moan, Riven gyrated her hips.  She was still clad in the lingerie set she’d bought as a present for herself, white lace with blue accents.  Beneath her Estinien growled. His hair was strewn across the pillows, his muscles tense as he clutched at her hips.  He was nude save for his smalls, and Riven rubbed herself against the enticing bulge just beneath the fabric.  Heat coiled in her belly, but there was no rush to continue on just yet--the friction of her panties and Estinien’s length felt too good to stop.

“It took you long enough to get in here.”  She breathed, running a hand over Estinien’s chest. 

“Blame your brothers.”  Estinien growled.  “Including Artoirel.  My quarters are the furthest guest suite, and I’m certain Helgrim has a guard watching your section of the roof on purpose.  Otherwise I’d already have been in here every night.”  Riven gasped as he thrust his hips up on that last statement. 

“Are you telling me you don’t feel confident enough in your skills to sneak past the Fortemps Knight-Dragoon captain?”  She teased.

“I’ve been without you long enough.  I’d rather take the safer route of the house passageways than deal with whatever hellspawned-trap system they have set up outside.”  Estinien let his eyes roam over Riven’s body.  She was beautiful in the white fabric, lace and beading combining in delicate patterns atop her skin. Her skin was flushed pink, and her eyes closed as she tipped her head back, exposing her throat. Bliss radiated off her, and Estinien pushed himself up, teasingly swiping his tongue over the pulse in Riven's neck.

"You have too many clothes on." He rumbled, lifting his hands to the front of the bra. One twist and it would be gone.

"You should be naked." Faint alarms went off in Riven's head and her hands immediately flew up to grip Estinien's wrists.

"Don't you dare!" She hissed. "Do not rip this one!" Estinien, damn him, smirked. His blood was rising further, it was rare he could provoke Riven's physical strength. He could free his wrists but it would be a struggle. The fact that Riven was on par with him for both fighting ability and strength was one of the things he adored about her.

"I'll buy you a new one." He said.

"You already owe me several bras and panties!”  With a grunt, Riven pushed Estinien back down onto the mattress, and then loomed over him.

“Lie still!  I’m in charge.” 

“Are you now?”  Estinien demanded, unable to hide the smile spreading over his face.  Riven smirked, then placed her hands on his chest to push herself back up.

“I am.  And if you’re patient...”  With a hum, she placed her hands on the sash of the cover, stifling a giggle as Estinien’s eyes followed.  Slowly she undid the knot, shrugging her shoulders so the fabric could slide off and around her.  Then she reached behind her for the bra’s fastenings, pausing to give another wriggle atop Estinien’s groin.

“...Woman.”

“Yesss?”  Riven asked innocently.  Bra undone, she tossed it to the side.  Then she moaned as Estinien’s hands were suddenly on her breasts, gently massaging them.

“See?  Good things come to those who wait.”  She breathed, pushing herself more into Estinien’s hands.

“You’re still wearing too much clothing for my liking.”  And before Riven could reply, Estinien moved--sitting up and rolling so that Riven was now the one on the bottom, and he on top.  As she made to protest, his lips landed on hers.

“He--mmmmm.”  Estinien could kiss, Riven thought dreamily.  And when he did, he gave her everything he had and demanded the same from her.  He kissed her like he was starving, he kissed her like he was drowning, he kissed her as if he would never see her again.  And Riven responded eagerly, letting herself drown in the tastes and smells that belonged to Estinien.  The smell of the alpine air mixed with spice and fire, the stew they’d had for dinner pressing against her tongue.  His weight bore down on her, pressing her into the mattress, and Riven couldn’t help but shudder in relief, a quiet moan escaping her.  Estinien pulled back at the noise, looking down at her.

“Are you alright?”  He asked, a hand coming up to gently stroke her hair.  Riven smiled faintly.

“I’m fine.”

“Am I crushing you?”  Shite, had he let himself get carried away?  Estinien wanted to curse.  Compared to his size, Riven was small-and they’d already learned that he had to be extra careful sometimes when being intimate.

“If you fucking get up I will murder you.”  To prove her point, Riven lifted her legs to wrap them around Estinien’s waist, running her hands over his back. 

“I told you before, I like it when you’re on top of me.”

“Yes, well.”  Estinien grumbled, shifting his weight about slightly.  “As you’re the...”  Now he had to trail off at the telltale gleam of impending wrath in Riven’s eyes.  If he called her small he was looking at another night with just his hand for company.

“I’m the what?”  Riven repeated.

“You are the one entirely too dressed.”  And with that, Estinien rocked up and back, hooking his fingers into Riven’s panties.

“No no, that was a change of--do not rip those I swear to the gods-!”  With a grunt, Estinien captured Riven’s legs and lifted them up, pulling the offending garment up and off.

“See? I didn’t rip them.”  He said, dangling the panties above Riven’s head, yanking them away when she made a grab for them.  “But now you don’t get them back for the rest of the night.”  Riven huffed.

“And how is it fair that I have to be completely naked and you aren’t?”  She complained.  Estinien smirked, pushing himself off the bed to strip his own underthings off.

“There.  Now we’re both naked.”  He declared, getting back into the bed.  “The way the gods and nature intended.”  A impish idea crossed his mind, and Estinien reached out to tickle one of the bottoms of Riven’s feet.  The hyur gasped-trying to pull her feet away.

“Nononono not that!”  She squeaked, laughter escaping her.

“Come here.”  Estinien growled playfully, moving fast enough to grab one of Riven’s ankles. 

“You’ve been teasing me ever since I got here.  Time to give you exactly what you’re after.”  Riven let herself go limp, wriggling as Estinien angled himself above her.  “Promises, promises.”  She whispered, running her nails over Estinien’s shoulders and back.  The dragoon shuddered at the sensation, a hiss escaping him.  Then he bent his head down for another kiss, and Riven was only too happy to let coherent thought leave her. 

#ffxiv #wol x estinien #estinien x wol #wolstinien #estinien varlineau #riven fortemps #wol riven #CITRUS WARNING #just a smidge bit of lemon methinks #dry lemon #your honor I present these two

[queenoftheblackpuddle]

Me, writing a kinky fanfic: you know what this needs? A Steamed Hams reference

#citrus warning

[puckishpixie]

uhhhh. your … hair is. pink????

"Thanks, the carpet matches the drapes!"

#citrus warning #nsft #I AM SO SORRY #BUT THIS IS SOMETHING SHE WOULD SAY 100%

[theladyregret]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Legend of Drizzt Series - R. A. Salvatore, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Forgotten Realms Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Drizzt Do'Urden/Artemis Entreri Characters: Drizzt Do'Urden, Artemis Entreri Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Anal Sex, slow burn if you consider every moment from Streams of Silver on to be the build up, takes place during The Last Threshold, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Bottoming from the Top, Dahlia dies with little fanfare because I hate her, just saying, Enemies to Lovers Summary:

Drizzt and Entreri come to some sudden and unexpected realizations about what they mean to each other on their way north.

#the legend of drizzt #drizzt/entreri #enemies to lovers #drizzt do'urden #artemis entreri #fanfiction #citrus warning #why is this the only drizzt fic I've written no one will comment on :<

[rayroseu]

"Because i want you to live a long and happy life"

#(messy doodle warning lol) #twst yume #malleusdraconia #malleus draconia #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #disney twst #twst malleus #art #malleus #malleus x reader #malleyuu #twisted wonderland malleus #twst yuu #twst oc #twst imagines #twst wonderland #twst headcanons #in my yumeship malleus likes styling citrine's hair ✨✨ it reminds him of weaving ✨✨ #lian oc: citrine #GRAHHH I MISSED DRAWING THEM 🥺🥺💖💖 #in my world after silver gifted lilia the acorn braclet and lilia rambled about it to malleus #malleus began gifting this to the people he's important with too 😭🙏🏻✨ #so everyone(YOU KNOW WHO) has an acorn bracelet from him #even queen maleficia aweee✨✨✨🥺 #silver and forest creatures are influential duos ✨✨💖 #🧡💚mallerine(citrus) 🍊

[clownsuu]

Hello, Can I steal Robbie and run off into the sunset?

Is it stealing if you asked me for permission jdhdJDDUJ-

#Sure but he will eat ur walls (citrus bowls) #Make sure u give him acknowledgement that he’s just a lil guy every hour or so or he will get sad #Don’t be surprise if he takes on a new identity and flees the country without warning #Welcome home #welcome home oc #robbie robs #oh it feels like a million years since iv typed his full name JDHDDD

[2p42m]

|| femmez <3

.

.

|| now playing:

> beauty queen on a silver screen, living life like i'm in a dream 💋

#ace attorney #kristoph gavin #klavier gavin #2:42pm #citrus #sending mental messages to all the transfem hcanoners out there. especially the trans kris believers hi. i've seen you on my dash hi. #if i never draw canon kris again btw i'm sorry but the lesbianism got me #just a warning. but you understand

[nikkxb]

What Could Have Been Update

Chapter 5

Rating: Explicit Status: In Progress Summary: Kagome wished on the jewel, but it wasn’t the right wish.

Chapter Excerpt:

“The rain is going to be clearing up soon.” Kouga’s voice rang clear through the cave, drawing her attention from where she’d been doodling in the dirt. “We should be able to return in the morning.”

Standing, Kagome stretched out her back and hips before making her way toward him, careful of the various roots and rocks until she was looking out into the forest with him.

“The temperature’s going to drop overnight,” he continued. “We might need to prepare for that before we bed down.”

Nodding, she planned out the best way to do so. While not perfectly ideal with what they currently had to work with, it would be better to tackle the ins and outs of how it would work now rather than in the middle of the night when they had to.

“Are you wanting to deal with the jewel as soon as we get back?”

 That brought her right out of her thoughts, blinking up at him as she considered the question. It had been her plan, deal with the jewel as soon as she could and get it over with, but now that it was tomorrow, everything looked a little different.

“Yes,” she answered honestly. “I don’t want to risk it drawing the attention of anything else.”

He nodded, his eyes tracking over her face. “This might be my last night with you.”

A lump formed in her throat. She’d been avoiding thinking about that possibility all day. “It might.”

“Are you worried?”

“Terrified.”

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[panther-os]

Hmmmmmm Jesse head/heart/gut/junk/spleencanons

Head - bipolar he/they indigenous gendered (his gender is Mando thank) aroace bicon

Heart - Soft (TM), serial shiny adopter, 501st tio/auntie/ba'vodu (iykyk), if he were Latine he'd be lethal with a chancla though not as lethal as Kix, good cook, his tingiilar he wheedled the recipe out of a nice-ish Cuyval Dar trainer for is to die for

Gut - Rex' only surviving batchmate, hair is blond when it grows out just like Rex/Omega/Arla, also just like Rex he's an overachiever with a hate-love relationship with attention and just as much brain cells as balls (aka only two but they dam big)

Junk - Pro kisser, little gentle bites and careful tongue sweeps, arms are meant for holding (up against a wall OR close to his heart in his sleep), laughs during sex, likes to explore his partner's body at his own pace, ticklish

Spleen - fuck you Filoni his chip got broke from the blunt force trauma but he survived and ditched his helmet for Rex and ahsoka to find before yeeting himself off planet I will not accept otherwise (he is also epileptic after the chip broke and that does not magically go away after he gets it taken out, this is disability management household not disability erasure household (by which I mean he takes meds and does everything right to not die but he is still disabled))

#/incoherent noises/ #star wars the clone wars #citrus warning #arc trooper jesse #clone trooper jesse #ct 5597 #headcanon #heartcanon #gutcanon #junkcanon #spleencanon

[dreamsofalifeold]

Hey, everyone likes what they like; some folks are into apples, some like pears, and I like being choked out behind the 7/11 on Fifth and Vine.

#whispers from beyond (dash comm) #cracker barrel street justice (crack tag) #citrus warning #ask to tag

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

happy heavensturn to the dragon dragoon

(under a cut for spice)

#ffxiv #wol x estinien #estinien x wol #wolstinien #estinien varlineau #wol riven #citrusy #citrus warning #riven fortemps #the forbidden tools

[queenoftheblackpuddle]

Shy and Forrester really are kinda kismesis aren't they.

They hate each other and insult and snipe at each other any available chance, but at the same time they would absolutely jump each other's bones given the chance.

#citrus warning

[puckishpixie]

((In my usual tradition, y'all get one Sinday headcanon as a freebie and everything else goes on @triplexpixie despite it being basically empty lol. I tag any and all suggestive bordering on 18+ content with citrus warning if you want to block the tag.

Pixie did a few burlesque performances before she moved to VC. It's not something she's necessarily ashamed of, but she doesn't like it being brought up because it clashes with her badass punk persona. She does still own a few of the costumes, kept very hidden.))

#citrus warning #offstage (ooc) #smile for the paparazzi (headcanons)