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denaliwrites · 6 months
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p o l i c i e s (please read before making requests!)
b a d s a m a r i t a n The Best of You, Honey, Belongs to Me Blackthorn Cover Myself in the Ashes of You Dumb Ways To Die Enough of You to Dull the Pain (18+) Hellbent Looking For A Godsend Hit Me With Your Best Shot I Got This Feeling On A Summer Day (18+) I'm Gooey in the Middle Baby Let Me Bake In His Eyes A Flaming Glow Intrigued and Afraid Keep You Like An Oath (18+) Killing Me Softly My Baby Shot Me Down (18+) Not Much Between Despair and Ecstasy (18+) Only Touch That Gets Me Melting (18+) Run Rabbit Run (18+) Say My Name Send a Thousand Kings Away Shia Surprise Something Good to Celebrate Stop, Look and Listen, It's Halloween! Taste of a Poison Paradise Trust in Me, Just in Me With Your Scars and Your Lonely Heart Your Body's a Secret Girl and You're About to Spill It (18+)
t h e b o y s Watch That Butcher Burn
b r o a d c h u r c h Always Leave Me With a Hungry Heart Am I Doing This Right? An Art to Life's Distractions Beating Like A Kick Drum Catch & Release Girls Like Girls Like Boys Do It's Been a Long, Long Time Love's Perfect Ache Now and Again We Try to Just Stay Alive Regale You With A Gourd-geous Tale Say You'll Remember Me Say You'll Remember Me (Denali's Version) Tell Me It's A Nightmare
d o c t o r w h o Cuddle, Meet Puddle Cute Things Don't Blink (Part 1) Don't Turn Your Back (Part 2) Don't Look Away (Part 3) Dreams See Us Through (Part 4) Hate the Feeling of Falling Have a Holly Jolly Christmas Horrible Things Isn't That Wizard It's How I'm Made Let Me Come Home Little Creepy House On the Brave Shit The Origin of (Love Bug) Species What Beautiful Things I'll Wear When the Crypt Doors Creak You Know That I Would Jump Too
d u c k t a l e s Tales of Daring
g o o d o m e n s All I Want For Christmas Aziraphale's Favorite Author Dance on a Tightrope of Weird Free as My Hair His Love is All in Me How the Wine Plays Tricks on My Tongue Lockdown Blues Making Biscuits My Heart's a Stereo Naked in That Garden (18+) Out There Making DuckTales Pickin' Up the Pieces of the Mess You Made Road to Hell Something Meaty For The Main Course Step Too Far Tongue Tied Your Love is Holy (18+)
f a l l o f t h e h o u s e o f u s h e r Tomorrow I Shall Be Fetterless (18+)
f r i g h t n i g h t Emptiness to Melody Everybody Scream in Our Town of Halloween Fixed Up to the Nines Howl Like an Animal in the Darkness I'm So Hot I'd Fuck Myself (18+) I'm Starvin', Darlin', Let Me Put My Lips to Somethin' Late Night Devil Put Your Hands On Me (18+) Make Me Glow Night of Long Fangs (18+) Parade of Dancing Skeletons Talk So Pretty (18+) Who Are You Supposed To Be, Criss Angel? (18+)
h a u n t i n g o f b l y m a n o r ???
j u r a s s i c p a r k / w o r l d Best Behavior The Future Ex Mrs. Malcolm
p r o d i g a l s o n But Then My Stupid Phone Beeps Never Fallen From Quite This High Office Supplies Rude Boy They are the Hunters, We are the Foxes Trigger Happy With a Sense of Poise (18+)
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sexynetra · 14 days
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Saw these photos and decided the world needed a Plane Jane skating fic… so here you go 😅
Read on Ao3
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qdbs-writes · 1 year
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Hello, If it's okay, may I please request Tanya Denali smut oneshot? Where Tanya finally finds her mate in the form of an immortal vixen named y/n who is just as overjoyed in finding Tanya. After getting to know eachother for a bit and a few dates the two decide not to waste any more time, and do what they've been wanting to do since they first saw each other.
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Finally - Tanya Denali x Reader
The winter grass was dry and dark where you lay together, illuminated by nothing but soft moonlight and the twinkling stars above. But Tanya wasn't looking at the stars. No, instead, she was far too distracted by the way your amber eyes glittered like a celestial mirror. Her chilled, pale hand moves to grasp your own, and you glance at her with a smile.
"I can't tell you how long I've waited for this. Waited for someone like you..." She murmurs, gaze falling from your eyes to your lips. For centuries, Tanya had been wanting and lonely, wondering if she would ever find the eternal love she so desperately craved. When she first met you, she wanted to brace for disappointment, for the torment of heartbreak. But you accepted her too, accepted her love, accepted that the two of you would never part.
"Then why wait for even another second?" you retort with a chuckle, rolling over to cage her in your arms, lips descending to her mouth, before pressing fast, teeth-filled kisses down her jaw and neck. Tanya moaned, arms whipping around to grasp desperately at your back, legs spreading to make room for your hips. She gasps and cries when your leg comes to press against her core, finally providing the friction she had searched so long for.
"Ah, I've wanted- oh! Wanted to do this since I first met you..." Tanya heaves, grinding into your pelvis in return, blonde hair splayed as she tossed and turned in the grass.
"Oh, my love! We only have the rest of forever..." you sing in her ear, slipping a cold, lifeless hand under her top, feeling your way upwards to her lacy bra. As Tanya grasped to lift your own shirt, she came to a realisation; an eternity of pleasure with you almost wouldn't be enough.
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foxynali · 2 years
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Ok so... this happened last night and now I don't know how to live my life without tatinali thoughts
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eyeslikewatercoolers · 8 months
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Hey there, have a drabble :)
Here's a little drabble of the Anetra/Denali/Jasmine ship (also we need a ship name for them if this is a thing now) I'm happy to see others interested in this ship a well!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------"Okay, so once your leg is at this angle, you can move it into a crescent moon shape, and land it on the other side so you don't lose your balance."
"Got it, I just have one more question before I try it."
"Which is?"
"Do all coaches keep their hands on their student's asses like you are right now?" Jasmine looked away from the wall mirror and turned her head to look at Anetra behind her.
"Only when the student is also that coach's very pretty girlfriend." Anetra winked at the blonde she was still keeping the position, and gently let go and backed away to the foam mannequin in front of them.
Jasmine stood back on both feet as Anetra moved the mannequin back into position.
"He's ready for you." Anetra stepped to the side, so the blonde would have plenty of room to practice the move.
Jasmine nodded as she lifted her outer leg and moved her body to twist her leg upwards and into an arching motion, just like she was shown. She felt the mannequin's stiff body for a split second on her bare foot, but the foam she felt was gone sooner than she expected.
She heard a surprised yelp from the other side of the gym they were practicing in, but didn't have a chance to think about it until she regained her footing back on the mat.
Looking over at Anetra for an explanation for what caused the yelp, she was met with the red-head covering her mouth with her hand, and her brown eyes wide open.
Turning her head to the other side of the room, she saw a short brunette firmly holding the mannequin's head with both hands and a look in her eyes that matched Anetra's.
Silence fell between the three women until Denali exclaimed "You nearly killed me!!"
Anetra's laughter filled the room, doubling over in near hysterics. Her girlfriends soon followed, realizing the comically ridiculous situation that just happened.
"I am so sorry, Nali." Jasmine said in between her fits of laughter.
As they all started calming down from their laughter fits, Denali walked to the decapitated mannequin and looked at how to re-attach it.
"I think now's a good time for a water break for you, Jas. You definitely kicked too high." Anetra passed Jasmine her pink shimmery water bottle with a gentle smile.
"Does that mean I can try that front kick again?" Denali excitedly said from her seat on the weight-lifting bench.
"Just don't decapitate him, I don't want us kicked out of this gym for property damage."
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bunihyo · 11 months
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i’m not asking, i’m BEGGING for rosenali “who did this to you” PLEASEE IM IN MY ROSENALI PHASE AGAIN…
✎ mini message :
I got you soldier 🫡 also look at me fr being organized rn?? hello..
✎ synopsis :
stripper! au. rosé finds out someone laid a hand on denali, and she’s not happy. no warnings, other than a bruise and some harsh language.
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“Hey baby, have you seen my lipstick?” Rosé quietly questions, wandering into the break room. Her hips jut uncomfortably against the stretchy fabric wrapped around her waist, causing quiet rustling sounds. She peers around for her girlfriend, and finds the black haired female poised quietly at her vanity, dabbing at her arm with a beauty blender. “Nali? You okay?”
Seemingly finally noticing her girlfriends presence, Denali turns— her face slightly etched in surprise. “Oh, hey! Sorry, what did you say?”
Rosé frowns. “I asked if you’d seen my lipstick? What’s up with you?” She questions, moving closer toward the younger girl. Denali smiled up at her, though her smile seemed rather forced.
“Nothing, I’m okay.” She assured, turning to look around at her vanity’s stand. “I haven���t seen your lipstick, but you’re welcome to borrow mine.” She mumbles, handing off a random container of lipstick to Rosé who studies her quietly.
She tucks the lipstick away in a random strap of her outfit and squints. “You sure you’re okay? You’re acting weird, more so than usual.”
It’s a light tease that travels completely over Denali’s head, she furrows her brows with a pout. “Mean, I’m not acting weird at all.”
“Baby i’m messing,” Rosé responds, dropping her hand to Denali’s shoulder. She watched the girl slightly tense. “You know you can come to me if something is wrong, right? You don’t have to hide from me.”
Denali breathes gently and nods. “Yeah, I know.”
She looks up and meets eyes with Rosé, before looking back at the mirror infront of her. Rosé spared her a sympathetic smile. “Alright,” She whispers, applying a slight amount of reassuring pressure to her before completely pulling away. “I’ve got privates in twenty. I’ll see you soon, okay?”
The ravonette infront of her nods, and Rosé inwardly sighs at her silence. But she knows that Denali probably doesn’t want to be pestered right now, and turns to leave, getting halfway to the door before her girl gently calls out for her. “Come back.”
The sincerity in her tone makes Rosé turn, knitting her brows together. “What’s up? Do you need something?” Denali sighs. She pushes up off her chair and walks over, rubbing her wrist against her side. Rosé watches the action in full complexity, “Are you okay?”
“It happened earlier,” Denali mumbled, lifting her wrist up for Rosé to inspect. What she finds elicits a quiet gasp. A darkening bruise sits at her girlfriend’s wrist, slightly purple in hue with green undertones. It’s enough to send a shiver through Rosé. “I— can’t lie to you. And not telling you felt wrong—”
“Who did this to you?” Rosé questions sharply, her hand coming forward to grab Denali’s wrist. Despite her earnest tone, Rosé’s grip is gentle as if Denali is now a fragile dandelion in her grasp. “Was it one of the girls? Did you accidentally smack it?”
Denali bits her lip. “In a private earlier—” She starts, and already Rosé’s eyes are narrowing, never looking up to meet hers however. “The dude was seriously giving me the creeps— and I went to leave after he started getting too touchy. But when I went to the door he grabbed me, pulled me back.” Her voice is wavering and shaky as she explains the sequence of events, and Rosé can physically feel her heart breaking at how small her girlfriend sounds.
“Did he try to do anything else to you?” She forced out, desperately scouring the rest of Denali’s exposed arm.
“No,” Denali mumbles. “I pulled away and left. I didn’t think anything of it— but I guess he grabbed me way too hard and bruised it, I dunno. I tried to hide it—” A frown falls on her face, she looks to the ground. “I’m so sorry I lied to you—”
“Baby don’t apologize,” Rosé instructs, breathing out unevenly. “I’m…glad you told me now. Rather than not at all. Do you…remember who it was?”
Denali shrugs. “Some old guy, he was in this bright red suit? And he had like- slick backed white hair.”
Rosé clicks her tongue and nods, finally forcing her eyes up to Denali’s. She places a gentle hand over Denali’s bruise and meets her gaze. “I’ll talk to Visage about having the man banned. Or face some sort of consequence.”
“You don’t have to—”
“I want to.” Rosé dismisses, shaking her head. “No man is gonna lay a hand on you, and get away with it. Just let me handle these things, okay?”
Denali wills herself enough to nod, trusting her girlfriend wholeheartedly. “Okay.” She breathes.
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And handle it Rosé did. While speaking with her boss she spots the man whom Denali had described, and wastes no time wandering over and delivering a healthy punch to his gut. It’s enough to turn heads, but not enough to cause a large scene. Michelle drags her away to scold the girl, during which she meets eyes with a slightly shocked Denali— and sends her a charming grin, with a thumbs up.
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lady-assnali · 10 months
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Ooh, I was tagged by @thecollectionsof and @slutnetra for this tag game! Excuse the formatting, I left my iPad in my classroom so phone typing is a thing tonight. 🤷🏼‍♀️
1. Share the premise (as much or as little as you’d like) of the WIP that’s been haunting you lately.
—-oh, you mean the baby model Crygi meetcute I’ve been wanting to write but haven’t had the time to sit down and write?? Yeah, that. Hi Gi, you must’ve known it’d be baby model related if you tagged me.
Basically, it’s a cute lil fic about the first few weeks of crystal and Gigi interacting for the first time in some intro class in college. Crystal sits with her because she can’t sit with her chatty friends anymore, but they end up chatting more anyway. Gigi does not want to be in school, she’d much rather be working, but she promised herself she’d give college a try and she likes to come to class now that she has this new friend.
2. Share the last line of your latest WIP
—-“Saying hi doesn’t count, Crystal.”
3. ctrl + f for any of these words: hand, gold, bed, brown, money, tea, smile, water. if any of those are in your wip, share those sentences too.
“Cute,” She whispers. Clicking the pen, she begins taking notes in swirling, neat handwriting. It’s meow or never, written on the pen she gave away, feels like a sign.
She’s perpetually late to class, designer bag slung over her shoulder and a tea in her hand. There’s a narrative that follows her around that she’s just another rich kid here for a “fun” degree.
The pretty girl holds it up, examining it before the corners of her lips turn up in a smile that knocks Crystal out.
4. No pressure tags:
@sexynetra (because I need about 1,000 sneak peeks of rawnsyf in order to live.) @thecollectionsof and @jinkx-monswoon
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bone-wolves · 2 years
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Listen I love my current lead wolf (Denali she's perfect) but this Cryptid Catastrophe event is THE ABSOLUTE BEST TIME to plan for a cryptid lead wolf
This MAY be the design. Maybe. Still got some time, Denali is only 5 1/2 yrs lol
I am grinding for scales to get as much as I can off the event shop. I'm having so much fun y'all! I love these cryptids!!!
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(Often times i will just take Denali and plop her into a universe i have either a mild liking, great interest in, adore to pieces, or simply an original world of my creation. With any universe i put Denali in, i may or may not change her name to fit in better with that universe, or to differentiate which Denali i am speaking of.
I have decided to finally put her in a Pokemon universe, as a Pokemon. I would like to learn to draw Pokemon and this is a good way to do so.
I have some details but as with most the universe shenanigans, it's a work in progress and subject to change.)
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denaliwrites · 6 months
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me any time im asked to do philosophy:
i do not think therefore i do not am
me doing philosophy for fun:
im gonna make descartes my bitch
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sexynetra · 5 months
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WIP WEDNESDAY
Hi my lovelies :) welcome to a story I started writing at 2am last night <3 obviously this is a very rough draft but I am excited for this universe to come to life <3
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“I’ll be moping whether I’m here or in France,” Anetra grumbled. “Might as well mope somewhere I don’t have to watch Denali and her new girlfriend be disgustingly affectionate while I pretend that I still believe that love is real.”
“You do believe love is real. You’re, like, disgustingly sappy and romantic literally all the time.”
Anetra sighed, running a hand over her face. “That was before. I’m swearing off love forever.”
“You told me yesterday you’re still in love with Denali. What's the truth?”
Anetra’s silence was an answer in and of itself. She picked at a loose thread on her shirt, procrastinating having to respond.
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sallytwo · 2 years
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“The Last Cairn” National Geographic Adventure, March 2003
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thevampirearcher-md · 2 years
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can we get a part 4 to the exes with feelings please?
A/N: Sure you can, here it is 😉 sorry, for the delay, I had to write it first 😂 I haven't proof-read this so if anything doesn't make sense, me sowwey (I left it open for a last part five and maybe after I wrap it up it can go on ao3?)
whatever, enjoy ✨
6:30
The clock on Denali’s dashboard proudly announces that the time for her to go inside has arrived, but still she lingers - takes a sip from her coffee, turns the volume up on her new favourite song, closes her eyes against the chateau landscape in front of her, trying to reach a level of zen that probably hasn’t been yet achieved.
It’s all because she’s scared to deal with Rosé.
Rosé - who has been so perfect since their first fight that Denali doesn’t know if she should kick herself or the ginger. She wonders if it was never Rosé… What if she’s just bad at communicating? What would have happened if, instead of getting all hot-headed and breaking up with Rosé, she would have told her what was wrong?
Would it have worked out differently?
She breathes in through her nose, crisp and cold morning air that fills her lungs until they’re ready to overflow. She breathes out through her nose, counting. She’s in the right here. She’s in the right and she’s not going to crack, no matter what Rosé pulls today.
A knock on her window startles her. 6:32.
“If I have to be inside right now, so do you,” a cranky Lagoona announces from just outside her car.
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The atmosphere inside is chaos, Jan is frantic, half of the bridesmaids are trudging across the room slowly, like barely awake zombies, the other half are shooting back coffee as if their life depended on it. In the far corner of the room, Rosé is curled up in an armchair, surrounded by tote bags and small suitcases, sleeping with her face tucked between her knees.
Of course, that’s where Denali’s eyes get stuck. Needless to say, Lagoona notices.
“She had a gig last night and she was Jan’s ride here, I don’t think she got any sleep,” she mutters. Denali is saved from responding to that as Jan descends upon them.
“Bring your dresses out and Nicky will steam them, then grab your robes and put them on - we’re going for a full luxury spa fantasy today,” she points to the row of hangers carrying silky robes embroided with J&J. “We’ll get you signed on the make-up and hair sheet… I’ll make sure you’re amongst the first,” Jan winks. “Once you’re done, you can help me wrangle everyone else into shape.”
Denali doesn’t even know what happens. Jan runs all over the place. She and Lagoona and pushed and pulled - stripped of their own clothing and wrestled into the robes, plunked down into twin chairs to have their hair and make-up down. The room is stuffy, almost overcrowded, and the air is saturated in humidity, from both the steamer aggressively attacking their clothing and the industrial quantities of setting spray and hairspray.
“I think it’s time to wake-up sleeping beauty,” Lagoona informs Denali, who doesn’t immediately react. “Earth to Nali,” she tries to elbow her in the ribs, but their chairs are slightly too far apart.
“Oh, you want me to do it?”
“Well, she rather likes looking at your face, I think it will put her in a better mood,” Lagoona shrugs, shutting her eyes to allow the make-up artist to work on her eyeliner.
Denali grunts, rolls her eyes, then complies. It’s Jan’s special day, it’s Jan’s special day, she keeps the mantra going in her head.
Rosé hasn’t moved an inch since Denali arrived, an hour and a half ago. She’s peacefully asleep and in a couple of minutes, she’s going to be painfully sore. Denali starts brushing her hair, from around her shoulders with gentle hands. It’s gotten longer since they’ve broken up, reaching almost all the way to her waist, but its curl still holds its shape against all of the laws of physics.
“Rosie,” Denali says softly, hand brushing against her shoulder. “It’s time to wake up,” she squeezes lightly. “C’mon, Rosie.” Seeing her like this brings back soft memories of mornings not too long ago. Rosé’s eyes open slowly. “C’mon now, Rosie,” Denali murmurs again, hand squeezing her arm.
Rosé smirks. “If this is a dream, don’t wake me,” she muses. Denali’s giggle is interrupted as she’s suddenly pulled forward. Her legs give and she lands in Rosé’s lap.
“I don’t care what you say,” Rosé whispers, now fully awake, judging by the look in her eyes, “this is definitely a dream.” Denali’s whole body has erupted in goosebumps. The robe is short and soft and slippery and, Goddamit, far too loosely tied.
“Time to get ready,” Denali manages to stutter, but her stomach is in knots. She knows that look in Rosé’s eyes - it’s one that has led to many unforgettable nights. Denali gulps.
“Five more minutes,” Rosé smirks, fingers tracing lightly over the robe’s thin material. It feels like she’s getting closer to Denali and her breath hitches. “I need more time to…”
“To what?” Denali finds a last spark of antagonism and she grasps onto it. She loses - she knows the moment she’s said it, the moment a dangerous spark lights up Rosé’s eyes.
“I was only planning on admiring,” the ginger’s eyes feel like laser rays, warming Denali's skin. “But just for that,” Rosé boops her nose, “I’ll do so much more,” her lips brush against Denali’s, soft and airy, but it’s as if a bonfire ignites inside her body. As if all this time that Rosé’s been taunting her, she’s been dousing her in gasoline and this small contact is all that is needed to ignite her.
A gate breaks open and Denali pushes Rosé back against the armchair.
“Oh, I’m gonna like this, too bad it’ll ruin your hair and make up,” Rosé laughs, enjoying Denali’s trance. A door slams open.
“Ruin her hair and make-up after the wedding, you inconsiderate shite,” Lagoona barks at them.
“Oh, I plan to…”
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raz-writes-the-thing · 6 months
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ERMMM sorry for spamming I'LL STOP NOW PINKY PROMISE but,,
Tenth doctor relationship hcs? Could be sfw/nsfw, or both!! I've been rewatching doctor who and OMGG I NEED HIM SO BA- (GUNSHOTS)
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I feel that- honestly devo I haven't been able to find some more active writers that write for Ten (aside from Denali, who does the best sfw stuff but i am also after that,, that nsfw good shit,,)
here you go!
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Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader Relationship HCS / requests are open and encouraged
SFW/NSFW below the cut
Doctor Who tag list: @nyxiethesimp @quickslvxrr @midnight--raine @blueberry-sunshines (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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SFW HCS:
The Doctor has no spatial awareness. Particularly when it comes to you. He wants to be in your space all the time. Especially when you're out and about on adventures.
Literally- he's always rubbing a hand on your back when you're looking at a market stall or standing close to you when you're telling off a cyborg for planning to bomb a village or something.
He's not big on huge PDA though. A peck here and there before you're both running off to do something is fine but he doesn't like to have huge big make-out sessions in public or anything.
He loves to hold your hand at all times possible.
He also? Does these super cute romantic gestures that he thinks are kinda meh and then you completely gush over them and he's like "oh, right! I was just- oh, good! I'm glad you like it."
I'm talking shit like going out while you're sleeping and picking up supplies for you. Things you can only get on Earth at specific times. Or taking you for surprise trips in the TARDIS and them being, like, to meet people you idolise or see events that have fascinated you since you were young.
He's also gone to get things that you've missed out on before, too. That deluxe figure that was a limited run of 500 in 1993 that go for, like, $8000 now? He just picked one up for you from release year. Just because he could. And wanted to see you smile.
NSFW HCS:
The Doctor loves having his hair pulled. He's super into it. Nothing makes his cock twitch harder than having his hair yanked on.
He's a switch, though his domming style is very soft. Lots of praise and pretend disappointment if you're being bratty.
He loves to have you ride him. He loves being able to be under you and watch you like the deity he believes you to be. He loves to hold your hips and watch you grind yourself on top of him.
The man lives for head. Giving or receiving- he LOVES it. Particularly if he's giving head and you pull on his hair? A dying man. He could cum untouched from that.
He's also a big fan of grinding up on you. Particularly when he's feeling needy, subby and desperate. He just- he wants to rut himself on you at any given opportunity. He's so cute.
He's so in control all the time so he loves being able to let go in a safe environment. If he's subbing for you, he adores being edged. Having to beg you to be allowed to cum makes him so horny for you it's ridiculous.
Domming you though? He's all praise, all loving and teasing caresses. He's made games of how many times he can make you cum before, and also how many times he can bring you to that edge and take it away before he's finally giving in to your begging.
Big slut for aftercare, that Doctor. He's all hydrolites, cuddles and snacks.
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shelbgrey · 1 year
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Hi honey, I want to place an order for Twilight please. I want something for "being Rosalie and Emmett's daughter" the girl would be Jasper and Alice's goddaughter, hence, "granddaughter" of Esme and Carlisle. If it wasn't too much to ask, write how you think her relationship with each person in your family would be, Clan Denali would also enter this medium, since they are such good friends with Carlisle (I love them). Anyway, that's it honey, if it's too much for you, let me know, I never meant to be rude 😔💗
Being Emmett and Rose's daughter and the youngest in the Cullen family:
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Your relationships with them:
Emmett and Rosalie:
They are your parents, they adopted you a little bit over a century before the big move to Forks.
Unlike the people around you, you have a strong relationship with your parents. Rosalie is a loving mother and Emmett is very much an over protective father.
The over protectiveness can get annoying but you know he means well. At first he was afraid to touch you, with his super human strangth he was always afraid to be around you. That didn't stop you from when you were a baby beacuse you'd just follow him everywhere. If he was working on his jeep you were crawling under there with him holding a flashlight. If he was play video games you'll craw on the couch and read a Dr. Suse book next to him.
Rosalie always makes sure your loved a cared for. She makes sure you eat proper meals, buys you anything you want, and most importantly she's always there to listen. It's hard to keep things from her and you know you can tell her anything.
Their worst fear is you becoming a vampire... But they also don't want to lose you once you get into your old age. It's a subject that wasn't discussed and you just didn't bring it up. That's the only thing you guys fight about... That and boys.
You've never seen your father so angry when he found out Pual Imprinted on you. Rose was just disponted on who it was but she was glad you found someone you loved. I think part of her was afraid you'll end up in this same relationship she was when she dated Ryoce King.
But then they saw that dispite his temper he treated you like a queen and that's what matter.
Alice and Jasper:
These two are your godparents. I think part of Rose wanted it to be carlisle and Esma but over the years she relized Alice was the best choice.
You love Alice and all but sometimes you argue. Mostly over clothes. There's been many first days of school that you hid in carlisle's office because you didn't want to wear a dress. After school you guys do make up.
She always makes sure you know your beautiful. If your insecur about something she'll try and help you see the beauty in it. If you hate your hair she'll come up with different styles intill you find one you like.
Jasper is the one you'll set with if you want peace. If there's a big family gathering and you don't want to talk you'll be with Jasper.
To him your the only thing pure in his life and he'll tare down the world for you.
You love hearing stories from jasper's past.
Jasper tought you how to swing a bat and to play baseball.
Carlisle and Esme:
You have a strong bond with these two.
Your close to carlisle and he always inspires you to be kind to others and he's the reason you want to go to medical school.
If you have a problem that you feel you can't tell your parents you go to him.
You guys bond over books and like with Jasper, you love hearing his stories.
Carlisle is just as protective if not more than Emmett. Carlisle is very calm and collected, but if anything is causing you harm his eyes will be blazing with anger.
Esme was the first one to except your relationship with Paul... Carlisle on the other hand didn't like it.
“I don't like him”
“that's a first” Esme said rolling her eyes.
Emes loves like you like you were own daughter. She's always puts you first and would give you the world if she could.
Dispite there young aprences you call them Pops and grams. When you were a little you couldn't say carlisle properly so you just called him car then pops.
You guys love going to the movies together and they'll watch whatever you want and always show interest in what you like.
Edward and bella:
You don't get along with Bella. Pirod. She doesn't treat you like your part of the family, which it doesn't matter because you were there first.
Edward is more like a brother. Your both closer in age and he treats you like a little sister more then a niece.
He loves you but sometimes he doesn't see that Bella treats you like crap. Infact none of them do expect your mother and Carlisle.
You never told them beacuse you didn't want to ruin anything for Edward but then one day rose and carlisle cought her in the act. You made them promise not to say anything.
You and Edward are close like I said before. You don't see him as the monster he thinks he is and you always try and make his life more brighter.
You never fail to make him laugh.
He tought you how to play piano and you guys bond over music.
Bella causes problems so the day she slapped Paul and he phased she tried to pin it on you right when the family started to except him. You and Paul explained everything and Edward took your side, which you were thankful for.
The denalis:
You and Eleazar have the type of relationship that you guys make each other laugh at the wrong time. Camron and Rosalie can't take you guys anywhere.
Camron loves you to bits and taught to how to speak Spanish. She teaches to about her culture and it warms her heart that you care so much.
Tanya and Kate are like big sister to you. You have inside jokes the others don't understand and your always laughing.
Irina and your get along but you aren't close. She stoped talking to you after Paul and the pack killed Laurant. You could understand why she would be angry but it hurt knowing she hates you because you love a wolf.
Garrett and you have a love hate relationship. You guys teas and taunt each other. At first it was out of spite beacuse your personalites just didn't clash but then he grew a soft spot for you and you became buddies.
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For years, I thought Vladimir and Stefan were together. It's a few day ago I learned they all had a mate. Maybe their mate weren't women but it's Stephanie Meyer the book writers so I doubt she wants to write gay vampires.
Oh a lot of those vampires came across as very gay contrary to her intentions. Shoutout to Zafrina, Senna, and Kachiri. And Aro and Carlisle, and Alice and Bella, and probably many others that are slipping my mind at the moment, Stefan and Vladimir not least among them. The Denali share their men, god knows what else.
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