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iolypse · 1 year
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I need to write a fic where qmissa, chayanne, and qphil all celebrate día de los muertos (day of the dead) and spend the whole day cooking and decorating altars, sharing stories and such, and tallulah and qwilbur come by with an absolute shitload of marigolds to celebrate with them
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tojisun · 9 months
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thinking about the way jake smothers your moans with his hand. the way he hears the sound of your whimpers swelling, the pitch of your voice rising – slipping past gritted teeth until they fill up the space – before jake finally decides to cover your mouth with his big palm.
“shh,” he whispers, a breathless chuckle leaving his lips. “not too loud, sweetheart.”
the gruff of his voice and the sudden display of his dominance makes you clamp down on him, your tight walls milking his cock for all he’s worth. jake hisses in pleasure, his eyes narrowing at the unexpected reaction he pulled from you.
“fuckin’ hell, baby,” he grunts, bucking his hips up and thrusting his cock deeper into you. you choke on your moan, your dripping cunt leaking even more as you go cross-eyed, teetering into your orgasm.
jake laughs, the sound coming out so mean even as he gazes at you lovingly. “y’like it when i smother you like this? y’like feeling helpless in my arms?”
you whine, clawing at his back amidst your tears, not knowing how to answer. well, not even needing to.
“oh, yeah, you do,” he mumbles, nosing at your damp forehead and breathing you in. he ruts his cock along your walls, the blunt head of it kissing the entrance of your cervix – fuckfuckfuck!
jake nips the shell of your ear, huffing a fond laugh at hearing another of your stifled whimpers, before murmuring, “don’t worry baby, i love you like this too – fuckin’ putty and incoherent all ‘cus of my cock.” then, he presses a soft kiss on your cheek before straightening back up with a sardonic grin.
fuck-
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redhead-batgal · 1 month
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Sneak Peek of I'm With You
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This is a sneak peek of the part two, to I Feel A Sin Coming On (HERE). It's basically a Fem! Student! & Soulmate! X Damian Wayne/Robin and likeeee the angst has called to me so why not 😈
You were six when you decided to loathe soulmates. Six when you swore on your very soul- your existence that you would never love your soulmate. You swore to live in misery of your own making rather than fates. No matter who they were, you would hate them.
But fate... well fate hated to be tested. So, fate did the worst thing it could. It made you fall for the one person you swore never to.
Your soulmate.
Your very own soulmate who seemed like the only light in the dark and suddenly you began questioning whether or not these feelings- these emotions you had thought were your own and genuine- were actually yours. Or if they were just fate pulling its strings and making you dance and dance and dance.
To say you were upset was an understatement and... well let's just say fate might be prideful, but you were twice as petty.
At age thirteen you shoved the emotions you had so dearly cherished so deep in your chest they seemed like nothing more than echoes of naive mind. You distanced yourself from him and only let yourself feel in your loneliest of moments.
Four years, it had nearly been four years since you had begun your battle against fate. And- and and fate was getting stronger... as you have been told. The older you get- the closer you are to your soulmate, the stronger the bond is.
Those moments... those lonely moments happened more often, and those stupid annoying emotions rose up with the beating of your traitorous heart.
Which is exactly how you ended up in the last place you ever wanted to be. Face to face with your soulmate... with them recognizing you and what you were to them.
"I'm your soulmate." Damian Fucking Wayne said his eyes locked on you as you felt your heart jump to your throat and all the color drain from your face.
"Fucking shit, " You whispered, unable to break his gaze.
Shaking- shaking you nervously laughed before looking at your bare wrist and you began gathering your things.
"Oh- oh would you look at the time!" You stammered shoving everything into your bag, "I need to get going."
Your book lay just in front of Damian and your eyes darted towards the book then him. With your heart hammering in your chest, you lunged for it. Fingers brushing its cover only for a hand to clasp around your wrist pulling you back towards the table. Damian- he- had had grabbed you. Half looking towards him you curled your fingers into your palm away from the book with had led you into this trap.
"I'm your soulmate," He said again as you avoided eye contact, "and you are mine."
Soulmate- god why did you have to care about him. Why- why-
WHY COULDN'T FATE JUST LEAVE YOU THE FUCK ALONE????
Petty- you were so violently petty and prideful- oh even fate knew this yet- it still tried... this- you wouldn't let this stand.
Forcing a breath out you bit your lip. Trembling, you raised your chin as your eyes burned, finally meeting his gaze and feeling his grip lighten.
"I don't have a soulmate... I won't have one. Not you- not any one... I don't believe in them."
His hand slid off of your wrist as his brow furrowed, you gave him a bitter smile as something warm spilled down your cheeks and you pulled yourself away from him.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get going."
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lesbianralzarek · 19 days
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a story in 2 parts
(please stop and think "would someone scrolling this tag want to see this?" before tagging irrelevant shit. way too many posts in wyll's tag dont even mention him, and all of us are sick to bastard death of it)
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soleilsplanet · 2 months
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I think that my brain needs to be studied because it’s baffling to me how whenever I start a project, after writing one or two wips I immediately get a writer’s block and then I jump on the next fixation, and as a consequence the next fanfiction, ending up with millions of wips and not even ONE full fanfiction that I could possibly publish.
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sttoru · 10 months
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ima tell u this now : if u hate on x reader fics, block me cus by doing that you r doing us both a great favour 🤚🏽 ion need any of ur negativity on my blog because this is a safe space for people who do enjoy x reader fics goodbye
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ctntduoarchive · 11 months
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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), QSMP | Quackity SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alexis | Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Alexis | Quackity & Wilbur Soot & Tallulah (QSMP), Wilbur Soot & Tallulah (QSMP), Alexis | Quackity & Tallulah (QSMP) Characters: Wilbur Soot, Alexis | Quackity, Tallulah (QSMP), QSMP Ensemble Additional Tags: Wilbur Soot-centric, Denial of Feelings, Fake Marriage, Touring, Miscommunication, Idiots in Love, Hopeful Ending, Yaoi Warrior Tallulah (QSMP), can we make that a tag. for me, Resolved Romantic Tension, Love Confessions, right person wrong time but happy . trust me i can make it work, Light Angst Summary:
"So, this is for Tallulah?"
"Uh-" Quackity's voice hits an awkward high, "um, yes. Yes, this is for Tallulah and not me- us. This is for Tallulah."
It sounds like he is trying to convince himself instead of Wilbur. Then again, they both need that reminder it feels like.
"Yeah, we're getting married, for her sake," he poses sarcastically.
A million miscommunications and desires thinly-veiled as an agreement, Quackity and Wilbur find themselves in a position they might like more than they let on.
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mrsluthordanvers · 2 years
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Supercorptober 2022
I did write a couple one-shots for supercorptober2022 but never posted. Better late than never, right!!
I had hoped I’d have more to post but writers block is still kicking my butt. I’m gonna leave it as unfinished bc I want to try to keep doing prompts in hopes of breaking through this block. So in no particular order, here you go!
Day 1 - Summer
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Kara loves every season. In fall the air feels fresh and crisp and perfect for flying. There’s cozy drinks and cozier sweaters. There’s halloween and thanksgiving - the beginning of all Kara’s favourite holidays and the perfect excuse to get together with friends and family. In winter there’s a sense of quiet that blankets the city, everything sounds softer, more muffled in winter. There’s ice skating and hot chocolate, and the city lights up in all different colours the closer it gets to christmas. There’s a sense of hope and new beginnings that comes every year at New Year’s that Kara absolutely loves. Then there’s spring with all the new life starting to come back, and the sun starts to get warmer and Kara knows that summer is right around the corner. The season of sunbathing as she floats on the wind. Late night bonfires and camping and surfing.
Kara loves every season, but she can’t think of any season she loves more than summer right now.
Not when Lena came already dressed for their impromptu trip to the beach. Objectively, she knows they all agreed to leave first thing this morning so it was unlikely that Lena would have a reason to come dressed in her trademark skirt and heels. But it never occurred to Kara that meant Lena would come dressed in something else instead.
It never occurred to her that going to the beach with Lena would mean going to the beach with Lena in a bathing suit. That it would mean seeing Lena in a bathing suit.
The bathing suit in question is relatively modest - a black one piece with a scooped neck. It’s the stark contrast against porcelain skin and the sheer cover-up tied around her waist that has Kara slowing to a pause midway through pushing her surfboard into the back of the jeep. Her hands slip on the smooth surface as she takes in Lena’s loose waves, her fingers twitching with the desire to sink into the dark locks and find out if it feels as thick and soft as it looks.
She can’t pull her eyes away as Lena pushes her hair back with her oversized sunglasses to meet Kelly with a hug and a laugh. Her eyes dance in the morning sun as she laughs at Kelly’s antics as she tugs at Lena’s skirt, turning her cheeks a lovely shade of pink.
Kara’s so busy watching Lena she completely misses Alex trying to load a second surfboard around her until the end accidentally hits her in the head.
“Hey!” Kara pouts as she rubs the back of her head dramatically and scowls at her sister.
“Oh come on, you barely felt that.” Alex brushes her off as she gives the surfboard one more shove and dusts off her hands looking proud of herself as she inspects the trunk.
Kara sticks her tongue out at the back of her sister’s head, blushing when she catches Lena watching her with a raised brow. Kara helplessly shrugs a shoulder as she tries not to look too embarrassed, grinning when Lena chuckles and turns back to Kelly.
She manages to finish loading her surfboard before she's distracted again. This time she stares at Lena without really looking at her, her figure becoming a blur in the background as she imagines Lena stretched out under an umbrella thumbing through a magazine. Probably something sciency that makes Kara want to try to distract her. She's so caught up in her daydream of all the ways she could distract Lena that she doesn't see the real one approaching her.
"Kara?" Lena's voice bleeds together with her daydream.
"Kara." The sharper tone makes Kara blink, slowly focusing on Lena's concerned face."Alex asked if you're ready to go. Are you okay?"
"Yup. Yeah. Peachy." Kara freezes, her back ramrod straight and eyes wide. "Not pea- yes, yeah, I'm ready. We should go."
Kara wrenches the jeep door open and waits expectantly for Lena to climb in. She tries not to watch as her friend slides across the seat before she clambers in without a thought, leaving Alex standing on the driveway holding out the set of keys she had begged Alex to give her earlier that morning.
"I don't think she cares about driving anymore." Kelly whispers dramatically as she fails to smother a smile and gives her wife's arm a loving squeeze.
Day 10 - Ice Day 12 - Evening Day 6 - Leaves
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sainns · 3 days
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stop spam liking!!!!! i am so serious some of yall do not understand that idc i will block u 😭😭 it says on top of my masterlist PLUS in the tags of my links post that spam liking = block so why am i logging on to, like, seven (7) different people spamming be so serious
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lilliejareau · 7 months
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the amount of unfinished one-shots and stories i have is sad, like where did my 2022 write-every-day-all-day motivation go??? this cannot be the same brain i had when i attempted to write a NOVEL.
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saintchaser · 8 months
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dorcas let her fingers trail over the cold and smooth. absolutely beautiful, she thought, in a serene, macabre kind of way.
she reminisced on her love, on the life she had lived once. she was now dull, an emptiness consuming her soul little by little until there would be nothing left of her.
nothing was new. people were lowered into the ground and their live tore them apart piece by piece, shattering every little memory they had once held onto. their world was sickeningly empty, monotone days and wilting lovers.
one day, she thought, they wouldn’t live and die like this anymore. one day, they would live, beautiful and filled with love and joy and all they had never gotten to experience in the life that had passed.
maybe in another life, she would not meet the same people. her beautiful life would be someone else’s, and someone else would get to see her life-filled smile. she would like to meet her old friends again, even if just through passing and, with a sign, tell them she was doing well. at least then, if not with them; she hoped they were to be happy, too.
until then, the graveyards were filled with their martyrs, and their hearts were emptied.
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lunar-years · 8 months
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I've been living in such a nice bubble of the internet (Ted Lasso fandom) where pretty much everyone at least likes the characters I love that I forgot what it's like out here as a Stranger Things Jonathan Byers fan ✌️ all i can say I'm glad we're not getting s5 until 2026 (probably) I'm no longer emotionally strong enough for this.
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stygianheart · 7 months
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*grips hair and slams Chapter 11 of TSaTS into a wall* YES I KNOW, I’M REBLOGGING A LOT OF KOBYLU STUFF BUT MY INSPIRATION AND MOTIVATION IS AS DRY AS THE ATACAMA DESERT.
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chaosjester666 · 5 months
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When you have to go back and read every chapter you have written in your book to make a stat block for the main character for when magic happens and you were stupid and didn't make one prior and now you are reading 4 1/6 of a book to mark down every skill and ability
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heycoyotegirl · 11 months
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always wild to find out a blog you've never interacted with blocked you
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moregraceful · 2 years
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no no no no who reblogged the [checks notes] post again no why stop
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