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pixiefeatherkw3 · 5 months
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the solemn emo phase of teens
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ffwix · 4 months
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I did this instead of sleeping.
I honestly love all the critters
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fire-eyed-raven · 8 months
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spadeblob26 · 11 months
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Left Leosagi 03
Right Rise Leo x Yuichi Usagi
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Undead unluck spoilers
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hangesbestie · 1 year
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Reiner x female reader nsfw. I've always felt like Reiner would be so considerate before, during, and after sex. Like he wants to make sure you're okay and afterwards he would love to just hold you and play with you hair.
yes, yes, yes, i completely agree 💌 soft, caring, love-drunk Reiner always
nsfw content ahead — minors do not interact
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Even before Reiner thinks of leaning down towards you again, longing in his bones to feel the touch of your lips upon his own — in a much deeper way than the chaste kisses you've been sharing until now, short-lived and light-hearted; the whole world stops for a good moment, and he takes a look at you. 
His hazel eyes soon are dipping into your features, traveling across your face, feeling already so desperately love-drunk he could feel ashamed, should feel ashamed, pathetic at the least — but with you, when it comes to you, it's senseless to find any regrets on it, any guilt; when everything feels so right.
How every single time he finds himself lost on you like this, his captivation consuming him from the insides, devouring his self-restraint, eating him alive in the most blissful way. 
Observing you between his slow blinking, even the most imperceptible detail written across your skin is acknowledged in his eyes, cherished upon, the ‘imperfect’ spots, the enthralling look in your eyes, disarming him in ways beyond what words can ever say, the slight crease of your brows, the bridge of your nose that so many times he had kissed, and then — then he sees your lips, slightly parted, damp in between kisses, waiting for him, aching for him in what have been simple seconds in truth, and at the sight of you, looking at him like that, so yours, so his, nothing is left to do but giving in — and he does. 
Both of your lips find their way to one another, and it feels easy to surrender, it always does; and even with that burning thrill guiding both of your movements, his touch always remains gentle, reverent as his hands roam across your body, finding their place around your waist. And soon those modest kisses lead to deeper ones, tongues softly delving inside each other's mouths, unhurried at first — but kindling your insides in that certain way you know deep in your bones that can only grow more and more insatiable, feeling the taste of him on your mouth, your fervent exhales interweaving with each other. When he feels your hands locking around his neck, without even thinking about it, his tender hold on you guides your body towards his own, towering over you always in a way that quickens your heartbeat. The lingering closeness between your bodies turns into a sweet nothing; lips curling in a smile as soon as he deepens the kisses again and you begin to feel the evident hardness in his pants, pressing against you.
With you humming against his lips — so sweet, so perfect, his hands sneak inside your shirt, big and steady traveling down your spine, in between your shoulder blades, holding your back with a sureness stronger than life; your fingers running through his blonde hair, awakening a low sigh from his chest. 
And still, all that remains in Reiner is pure gentleness. Even when he watches you laying down in the bed, eyes never abandoning him, resting on your elbows, clothes already somehow disheveled, and he feels a wildfire running loose beneath his skin, weakening his knees.
Even when his body falls on top of yours, between your open legs, featherlight despite his size, fragile despite all his brute strength, and the ever-growing arousal in his pants helplessly rubs against your core, thing you reciprocate with a breathy moan, he still holds you like the most delicate of things — even with his hands trailing through your skin, observing a body he aches to undress, with kisses growing more and more hot-blooded, lingering for a moment upon your jaw… his amber eyes still fall on yours for a silent second, breathing the same air, filled with an unspoken question that needs no answer.
Even during those moments when the only thing Reiner can't do is thinking straight, lost in the feeling of thrusting in and out of you, both of you so close together its starts to drive him mad, you so tight it clouds his whole sanity — his gentleness never subsides. Even when the grip of your hand in his arm tightens a bit, asking without words for more, always more, and your eyes become half-lidded in the sensation he's granting you, moans and fervent breaths escaping your lips; and he watches you calling his name, thinking with his whole heart that you are nothing but heaven-sent, incapable of denying you a thing, feeling his chest blooming in warmth — rocking his hips into yours, each time deeper than the last one, each one more frantic, more profound, sweeter, better — all for you; and his way of holding you never changes; so deep inside that he could gladly die in those moments around your arms, head coming to rest upon your shoulder at his growing need to come undone, at you tightening around him, breathing sweet nothings into your ears. 
And even afterwards, when both of you are still catching your breaths, with the later bliss washing over you and your entangled bodies, and Reiner leans down, his heart guiding him — kissing your hairline, your cheek, your forehead, drunk in the warmth of love overflowing inside his ribcage, of the closeness of you and him, and your hand finds the back of his head — the touch of his lips falling upon you is lighter than raindrops, and you lean into his touch, so madly, so doubtlessly. 
Even when Reiner is like this, looking down on you, when tears are helplessly spilling out, he does not feel them, paying mind to nothing.
Nothing in the world matters to him. Not when there is you, your disarranged hair unfurling upon the pillows, the tenderness in your eyes; not when there is you to him, and him to you. 
“You're feeling alright?” 
Right away, you dismiss his question. arms reaching up, fingers wiping his tears away. “Are you, love?”
“I am, yes.”
This time, it is his tears what fall upon you like raindrops. 
Your hands go from caressing his features down to his broad shoulders, touch guiding him towards you; and Reiner falls right into you, arms embracing one another, skin on skin, his head coming to rest on the crook of your neck, eyes closing, allowing himself to get lost in you for some moments, feeling your fingertips through his hair. 
You two always stay like that, together, for a long while.
Hiding away from the world in each other's arms. Him observing you at his side, his calloused hand rubbing circles on your naked hip, stealing a kiss from you, placing another upon your shoulder, tender and heartfelt, rearranging the strands of your hair. And your fingertips always end up tracing his otherworldly features, beautiful in their roughness, memorizing them again and again, as if you don't have them etched upon your mind like unyielding fire. You kiss his eyelids, the bridge of his crooked nose, his cheeks, and not much time can pass before Reiner already leans down to kiss you one more time, and all of it is gentle, soft, even then, even now. And you know that it is in his nature, that he just can't help himself.
Because all he could ever want is that. To feel the gentleness of intimacy between you two; that itself is all he can ever feel, all he can give you.
And because out of all places, you're there, in his arms.
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— interactions are always appreciated. inbox/requests are open! ♡
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Quotes from The Picture of Dorian Gray
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celestialsandtitans · 9 months
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If Collector’s name is Collector, would that make his siblings names be Archivist, Archivist, Archivist and Archivist?
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m0rbs · 1 year
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This has context but I don’t feel like giving it
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reduxable · 1 year
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due to his severe ADD, p3 dude failed to finish his sentence
(srry if this is bad, its one of my first edits that ive posted publicly👍👍(that typo made me cry))
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laylaisthename · 1 year
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Please all know that if theres even the barest hint of Silvia still being out there that theres nothing I wouldnt do to see her
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juststayquiete · 3 months
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Martina Garcia!!!!
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nichekiddo · 2 years
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woop woop, more old parappa stuff! Had someone tell me they looked like NFTS haha.
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toolazytodecide · 1 year
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writer questions!
nobody tagged me but I love this crap and am technically a writer so lets do it.
1. what’s your favourite genre to write?
Oooooo romance obviously, but more specifically I like writing fics that focus a lot on character analysis? 
2. do you pull inspiration from real-life, or do you pull things from other books/fanfic?
I write a lot of AUs, but I do get a lot of inspiration from songs. I’ll also work in headcanons I see on tumblr and stuff 
3. do you tend to write one-shots, short stories, or longer things?
I always want to write multi-chapter fics, but struggle to finish them. It’s a goal of mine to write more one shots instead of dedicating myself to 20k+ fics.
4. do you prefer description or dialogue?
DIALOGUE!!! I used to be obsessed with writing texting fics which gave me a lot of experience with dialogue, while leaving my description skills to suffer.
5. favourite fanfic/book of all time?
Bro. Impossible question, but my current favourite book is The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt. My favourite series is Six of Crows or  The Raven Cycle. 
As for fics...I’m gonna forget so many BUT I’ll give you one for each of my top ships on AO3
1. Andrew and Neil (All for the Game):  Those That Broke Us by  WriteThroughTheNight  ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/9095254:)
 This is atypical for me since it’s not romance focused, but is rather focused on Neil’s trauma from his mother and him realizing that the way she treated him was not okay. 
Also shoutout to every “andreil fake rivalry fic” it is one of the few times I read established relationship and I eat it up every time.
2: Adam and Ronan (The Raven Cycle): while we're on the subject, could we change the subject now by  shinealightonme (https://archiveofourown.org/works/12643005)
A truly adorable neighbour AU. Honestly Pynch was one of the toughest to pick a favourite for. 
3. Mickey and Ian (Shameless): I couldn’t decide between Fucked for Life by  Awritersmind (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21800806/chapters/52022443) 
An interesting twist on the coffee shop AU where Mickey and Ian fall in love as adults rather than teens. 
I read this a while ago, but I was OBSESSED it made me fall in love with the idea of Artist! Mickey and I loved how they wrote his relationship with his sister Mandy.
 and None the wiser by Loftec
 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/4856489/chapters/11128907
Again I read this a while ago, but it is a diner AU and just utterly delightful. I love reading fics where Mickey had a good relationship with his son and this is is a really good one. 
4: Remus and Sirius (Harry Potter)- My actual favourite Wolfstar fic has disappeared and is a Greatest British Bake off AU where Remus has fibromyalgia so if you know where to find it please let me know. 
BUT a close second is Text Talk by  merlywhirls (https://archiveofourown.org/works/1651109/chapters/3501239)
If I’m having a shitty day I’m re-reading Text-talk. it’s that simple. It’s a wrong number AU where they muggles in the modern day and Remus is home schooled due to his health.
5: Boris and Theo (The Goldfinch)- They Fuck (it up) by  colish3
( https://archiveofourown.org/works/33547123/chapters/83356504) 
A gorgeous fic about Theo dealing with the aftermath of the book, and maybe accepting his feelings for Boris. 
6: Ben and Devi (Never Have I ever)- all the magic we gave off by  transfiguredtoad
Bevi trying their best to not still be into each other while in other relationships. Super addicting tbh. 
6. favorite trope?
Wrong number! Enemies to Lovers! Fake Dating! There was only one bed! I’m a simple girl tbh. when writing I especially like writing about chronic illness but idk if that counts as a trope.
7. are you the kind of person to work on more than one wip?
Not successfully. If I start another fic the first one won’t be touched again til I’ve finished my new fic if ever again. 
8. how long have you been writing for?
Since I was 14 so almost 9 years, but that has definitely not been continuous. I’ve gone years without writing anything.
9. do you tend to write more during the morning, afternoon, or evening?
I get an idea and write whenever I can until it’s either done or I’ve gotten distracted rather than having a set time of the day. 
10. do you prefer to post your wip chapter by chapter, or do you prefer to wait until your wip is 100% finished before posting?
I prefer to finish everything first because I’ve found I won’t finish otherwise. Besides I like being able to go back and change stuff. 
im tagging  @furoruisa and  @siriuslynotovermarauders   🙈  feel free to ignore this if it aint your thing. I also challenge anyone else who wants to give it a try.
#tag game
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jeritoodles · 1 year
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🏃🏾‍♀️💨
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vaporwavesthings · 2 years
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