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scarbadtimes · 5 months
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anyone else like this skin or
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jooseralt · 2 months
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Me: I should chill for my birthday, I have too many wips I can deal with another da—
Also me:
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1wh4re1 · 4 months
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Anyone remember that post (tweets?) where this guy was cooking and his pregnant neighbor knocked on his door with a plate and shyly asked for some because it smelled good. He gives her some and says she kind of waddles away like a cute satisfied penguin with her hunt.
Anyway imagine this with single pregnant reader and literally any of the 141 boys as her neighbor.
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nonbinary-tatooine · 9 months
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i had a wet dream about luke skywalker being a priest and kneeling at the alter confessing to the Force about his desire for Din, the cathedral's sentry guard
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xoxoladyaz · 9 months
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AU-gust, Day Two: Immortals
TW: Major character death (sort of?), allusions to sex, vampires
“Do you believe in reincarnation?”
“Hell yeah, dudette.”
Maybe Argyle wasn’t the best person to ask about this after all, Stevie thought as she sipped on the final dregs of her vanilla latte. (Comped coffee was the only real perk to working at Starbucks. That, and spending time with Argyle.) 
Argyle hummed as he took a bite of his warmed-up pizza. “I’m pretty sure I was a dragonfly in my last life. Righteous, huh? Hey,” he said as he chewed (which, gross), “why do you ask?”
Stevie shrugged as she set her now-empty cup down. “I’ve just been having weird dreams lately.”
“Ooh, yeah, that’s totally a sign of a past life,” Argyle nodded emphatically. “What are you dreaming about?”
A man dressed in a suit but, like, an old suit, something out of one of those period pieces that her mom always used to watch when she got drunk. Long black curls that fell like water across his shoulders and back. A bejeweled cape, as black as the midnight sky.
Eyes as red as blood.
Teeth as sharp as knives.
“Hello, darling.”
“Just some guy.”
Argyle quirked his eyebrow as he took another large bite of pizza. “Just some guy, huh?”
“Yeah.”
No.
A manor in the far distant European countryside, teeming with life – or, rather, filled with a wide circle of those just like him: alluring, red-eyed and cold. Voices that lilted like music. Opulent rooms filled with beautiful people (if they were, in fact, people), entire ballrooms filled with nobility but she was not one of those guests: no. 
She was family.
And no matter the pedigree or riches of the hopeful young women that entered those rooms, his eyes never strayed from her.
“Was he, like, your boyfriend or something?”
Darkness broken by candlelight. Silken sheets, cool to the touch. Her skin on his skin that was cold, so cold, it should have been warm but her racing blood made up for it.
“Darling.”
“My one.”
“My only.”
“My love.”
And then, the soft bliss of ecstasy.
“I don’t know, something like that,” Stevie shrugged, her eyes nervously darting away from Argyle. “It just – it felt so real, you know?”
“Yeah? What part?”
Meeting in a garden – or was it a conservatory? Perhaps a shop along the street? Wearing a dress that she wouldn’t be caught dead in today (mainly due to the huge, layered skirts and corset.) A crooning voice holding a handkerchief out to her – “I believe this belongs to you” – and the owner’s smile setting her chest ablaze.
The blur of time in those gilded halls: dancing, laughing, making love, eating and drinking and being merry. Wishing in that moment, in that dream, that she could just stay there forever and ever.
The cold kiss of the blade as her father withdrew it from her chest. No apologies, only that they “could not risk it.” A roar of rage followed by the cool splatter of her father’s blood on her face.
Those same cold hands that grasped at her, murmuring prayers that she’d believed he’d forgotten.
“It’s okay, my love.”
“No, no,” her love’s voice swore as he tucked her head underneath his chin. “This is not the end! I will not allow it.
“I will find you again someday.
“I promise you that.”
“All of it.” She looked up and met Argyle’s eyes. “Kind of wish it was real.”
“Wishes are powerful things, man,” Argyle nodded solemnly. “Whoever this guy is, he’s going to come back to you. I can feel it.”
Stevie can’t stop herself from smiling. “Yeah?”
“Oh yeah,” Argyle grinned back at her before shoving the last of his pizza into his mouth. “I’m catching those energies big time.”
“You’re going to be catching something else if you two don’t head back onto the floor,” Keith interrupted, sticking his head in the door. “Your mandatory fifteen is up.”
“Pretty sure we’ve only been back here for ten.”
Someone hit the service bell near the register. Keith quirked his eyebrow at Stevie, completely unimpressed. “Well?”
Stevie shot Argyle a look before standing up. Argyle, bless his heart, was too sweet to ever say something rude to Keith. (Stevie’s not, but she sure as hell doesn’t want to lose this job.) “Yeah, yeah, I’m on it,” she muttered, and she threw her emerald-green-corporate-mandated apron over her clothes. Keith barely moved out of the way, meaning she got a whiff of his perpetual nacho-cheese stink on the way to the register, and she barely had time to swallow down her disgust before passing through the swinging doors and entering the main room.
“Sorry about that,” Stevie said as she crossed over, quickly adjusting her nametag before glancing up. “How can I - ”
The man is dressed in a pair of torn yet obviously expensive black jeans with a matching black linen shirt. His leather jacket is as black as the midnight sky. Long black curls that fall like water across his shoulders and back shine underneath the store’s fluorescents. His eyes have an almost reddish tint, and when he smiles, his teeth are as sharp as knives.
“Someday,” Stevie breathed back to her love, the last word she spoke before diving into the darkness that follows life.
Someday. 
“Hello, darling.”
It looks like someday is today.
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forlorn-crows · 1 year
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I come with trinkets for my Crow ♡
Option a: MountRain bathtub sex
Option b: t4t sunny/swiss sharing a double ended dildo
Option c: cumslut Dew getting just c o v e r e d in it
once again, i find myself fulfilling another one of miasma's prompts. she is truly my muse ♡
this is, surprisingly (or maybe not), option a. but DAMN are those other two good as well.
rain is permanently trans in my brain now. pretend this was posted on tuesday, im shy of about 40 minutes
"How's the water, darling?" Mountain mutters against Rain's temple. 
The water ghoul sighs and melts further against his chest, dropping the back of his head against Mountain's shoulder. "So nice. Missed this."
"Mm, those hotel baths are simply not big enough," Mountain agrees.
"Some of them don't even have baths," Rain pouts, floating his hands over the lavender-scented bubbles. 
Mountain chuckles, the sound reverberating through Rain's own chest. "How rude of them." 
"It is." Rain flexes the fingers on one hand, clenching and unclenching them beneath the warm water.
"Sore?" The earth ghoul asks, his own fingers already trailing down Rain's arm, reaching for his hand. He pulls it close to his chest, wrapping his other arm around to meet in the middle, massaging before Rain has a chance to answer.
Rain chirps happily and lets his hand go limp in both of Mountain’s. He melts even further, if that were possible, draping his other arm over Mountain’s thigh and sinking more into the warmth of the water. “That’s nice,” he hums. 
The earth ghoul works his hand quietly, gently stretching the tendons and kneading into the fat of his palm. He pays careful attention to the thumb and pointer fingers, perpetually tense and strained from playing. Mountain works up his wrist and forearm, smiling at the way Rain groans in response. He places a kiss to his temple, digging his thumbs into the tight spots across the muscle. 
Rain’s fingers twitch against his shin as a soft whine escapes his throat. 
“Too much?” Mountain pauses his ministrations, worried he’s pushed too hard on a tender spot. 
“Oh, don’t stop,” Rain whines, petulant. But there’s a hint of something else, something that goes straight to Mountian’s gut when the water ghoul shifts and presses closer, nuzzling his head into the crook of his neck. He squeezes Mountain’s thigh, just hard enough not to be written off as absent-minded.
“Rain,” he says huskily.
“Hm?” The water ghoul kisses his jaw. Sweet. Tender. Just soft enough to set his heart alight with yearning. Mountain slowly drops Rain’s hand back into his lap, sliding his arms around his torso in a loose hug. He drops his head down to kiss along the column of Rain’s neck. It earns him a happy trill and another squeeze to his thigh. 
“Is there something else you want, tadpole?” Mountain mutters against the soft hollow of his throat. 
Rain bares his throat further, dropping his head back as far as it’ll go. “Oh,” he sighs as Mountain kisses along his collarbone. Rain’s hands drift up and down the earth ghoul’s thighs, searching, wanting. “You. Want you,” he says into the air above his face, whispered like an unholy prayer. 
“Can I touch you?” Mountain’s hands trail down his ribs and stop at the v of his hips, cradling Rain in a delicate, reverent grasp. 
“Yes,” Rain breathes. “Yes, anywhere. Everywhere.” 
Mountain pulls him close then, bodies slotting together like well-worn puzzle pieces. The earth ghoul lets his hands roam down to Rain’s legs, smoothing over the soft skin of his inner thighs, back up over the dark freckles on his stomach, over the lilac blush blooming at his sternum. He kisses at the side of his neck, mouthing at a slow and lazy pace. Rain purrs at it all, little sighs falling from his lips as he loses himself in Mountain’s touch.
His hands move lower once more, teasing above and around where Rain really wants it now. “Mount . . .” Rain pulls him into a kiss, a little awkward with the angle, but intoxicating nonetheless. Mountain smiles against the water ghoul’s mouth, letting himself be pulled in. He licks at the seam of Rain’s lips, who lets him in without a second thought. Their tongues slide together with ease just as Mountain dips his fingers between Rain’s legs. 
A shiver runs through Rain’s body. A soft moan escapes his lips, ghosting over the earth ghoul’s mouth. Mountain pulls away and nuzzles against the side of Rain’s face instead, sighing as his clit plumps up beneath his stroking fingers. 
"Fuck, yes," Rain sighs, grinding against the touch. Mountain groans; he can feel his cock fill out, bumping against the swell of Rain’s ass. He pulls the water ghoul’s hips back against his own, groaning again at the friction. “Oh,” Rain gasps, gripping at Mountain’s thighs as he continues to rub lazily at his cunt. 
Mountain takes one of Rain’s earlobes into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. Rain whines as another shiver runs down the length of his spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He’s trembling against the earth ghoul, desire seeping out of his very pores. 
“Mountain,” Rain breathes. The earth ghoul dips his fingers lower, teasing. He grinds against Rain’s ass, teasingly acknowledging what he can already sense hanging off the tip of his tongue. 
“Yes, darling?”
Mountain teases two fingers around Rain’s entrance, prying the smallest of moans from his mouth. Rain pushes back against his cock, making Mountain groan in return. “Need it, inside—fuck, put me in your lap, please.”
“Turn around, need to see you.” Rain does as he’s told, careful not to slosh the water too much. It’s a tight fit with Rain’s legs bracketing Mountain’s hips, but there’s just enough room for him to settle on his knees, hovering over his lap. There’s slick already making its way out of Rain’s cunt; no longer hindered by water pressure, it drools out past his folds. “Fuck,” Mountian breathes, dipping two fingers into it. Rain grips his shoulders, gasping as he teases his entrance once more. 
"Mountain," Rain whines, almost desperate. "Please."
"Yeah," he breathes as he drags the slick gathered on his fingers over his cock, lining up the head to Rain's cunt. The water ghoul sinks down of his own accord. It's a slow, lazy slide all the way down, Rain heaving little sighs until his ass meets Mountain's hips.
Mountain's forehead falls against Rain's as he forces himself to remember how to breathe. He can feel the way Rain throbs around him, how his thighs shake against his hips. 
“Fuck," Mountain chokes out. "Sometimes I forget how good you feel.”
Rain smirks at that, shifting his hips. “How could you forget? You—ah—tell me every time.”
Mountain trails his hand back down to Rain's clit, circling the reddened bud with nimble fingers, mouth dropping open at the way his folds stretch around his length.
"Remind me again, darling."
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Ok it’s way too late I’m scrolling through shorts and I get a lot of Medusa related shorts because she is amazing and I’m obsessed. Not sure if anyone else has brought this up but here goes.
In some myths her and her Gorgon sisters become the Furies dealing out Justice .
what if like Medusa and her sisters is doing her thing and stop this guys harassing this girl down and ally one night.
Naturally Medusa turns the guys to stone cause her site targets men while her sisters smash the statues.
Medusa checks on the girl , but she is scared to look at Medusa because she is transwoman. Medusa cradles the girls face making her look into her soft golden eyes.
“I see you little sister. And you are beautiful. I will always keep you safe. “
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ginnyw-potter · 9 days
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Since it has been two years since I started writing again and I'm getting closer to finishing at least two longfics, I thought it'd be nice to have a bit of an overview of my ongoing and planned fics
Peverell's Progeny: Ongoing and no real ending in sight yet. I want to speed along the storyline more than I have. I think I'll go up to at least 50 chapters but likely far more, I have a broad outline. I'm guessing this will be my longest fic yet if it progresses as I've planned.
Knight of Mine: I am starting to have the ending in sight but it is still some way off. More time jumps are ahead to focus on the actual conflict of the story and to work on the resolution. I really enjoyed the lore I got to build here. I also need to work on the AUs AU, and expect one or two more chapters there.
Love, I like a challenge: a micro-fic that has expanded past 100K words. Oops? I am planning to finish this fic in less than 10 chapters, and I have a firm outline.
That has a ring to it: Completely written and being posted.
Not your captain: Pirate AU I have momentarily lost sight of. I will start working on it again, but I don't know when. I have all the important plotlines but still have to decide the order of things here and there
Spilt blood: 'Regency' AU I am currently writing that was a challenge prompt that also has gotten out of hand. Plot is clear, I could finish this in one or two weeks but I am just struggling to find the time.
The Silver Lining of Dirty Dancing: A Dirty Dancing crossover, where the DD storyline is adapted to fit Hinny. Yes, Harry is Baby. I have a very detailed plot outline handwritten. I will work on this as soon as Lilac and Spilt Blood have been written, probably. I don't know how long that will actually take.
If I missed any, don't hesitate to ask about it!
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purple-goo-writes · 1 year
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Just read two first, and now I need more Clockwork yeeting Danny into the DCU ans letting him go fucking feral gremlin.
Someone give me moooorrrrreer.
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foxyyaoguai · 8 months
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Stuff in my WIPs Folder
Tagged by @eghfeithrean, thank you for tagging me! This looks fun. 🤭
Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you asks with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Oh, oh god, here we go!! Some of these are almost done, others are just an outline. I hope to get to all of them eventually 🤭 pls beware I am terrible at naming things and some of these titles are very literal and almost all of them will have to be changed before posting 🤣
A Brush Dipped in Fate
Catcher of Nightmares & Pursuer of Dreams
ChengXian
ChengXian dogs
Moonlight in your eyes
Tentacle seclusion
Separation Hurts
Broken Swords and Cutesy Dates
Pretty Lan Wangji
Sweet, Rejuvenating Milk (yup)
Make A Wish
Run away with me
WangXiZhui Part 2
Claiming Him
Confessing on Repeat
Heart Deviation
To Buy a Slave
Jadecest + Sizhui Omegaverse
Jadecest Influencer AU
Accidental Stoner LWJ
A Flicker in Seungho’s Soul
LWJ is Eggpreg
Lwj has an oral fixation
Ohhh damn those are a lot more than I expected 😭 🤭
Tagging (if you feel like it!): @deathbyoctopi @foreheadkissesforzewu-jun @theindianghost @erotica-hooligan @jaggededges123 @jadedbirch @valkyrieshepard @kianspo @rx-mercury @likeaflamingkiss-consume @anaxandria-writes @iamwestiec @whoretsumu @veraverorum @omegaji @ck90
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foodsies4me · 8 months
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I was tagged by @echo-bleu, thank you as always Echo!
Make a 24h poll with the names of your wips, let it run its course, and then write a sentence for every vote the winner receives.
These are some of the main Wips I'm struggling to write at the moment (there are a whole lot more, but those plot bunnies are still keeping themselves nicely contained to their cages).
So yeah, tell me what to write!
Tagging @miss-mouse, @abyssal-hellcat, @to-the-stars-writing and @faejilly and @shae-la-hyene (and anyone else that sees this, hasn't participated and yet and wants to join).💜
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abibliophobiaa · 11 months
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I have a sudden urge to write a slasher summer Eddie fic…
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inkedroplets · 2 months
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WIP Tag Game
Rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.
tagged by: @crime-wives (Thanks so much!)
A Hero
Fate Has Intervened
You Owe Me a New Desk
A Red-Eye From Gotham
Hope and Devotion
Task Force X
I Flew Here on a Bus (Literally)
They Can't Take That Away From Me
The Slow Knife Cuts the Deepest
Songbird: Nightclub AU
Across Time
Nature Always Wins
I Loved You so Much
Impractical Magic
Devil in Disguise
Doomsday
I always feel super guilty tagging people (I don't know why) @happypugstuff! @scribbling-punk @rustingcat @appropriatelystupid @autisticlenaluthor @kendrene @fazedlight
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sarahmxwl226 · 8 months
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Dozer design for a cookie run AU web show I will make after 8238538336 months
He has prosthetic legs after having them bit off by a witch 👍🏻
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Do not steal, or repost on other platforms than tumblr unless I will give a permission
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◦•●◉✿ Thank you for any reblogs, hearts are okay too ✿◉●•◦
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me shaking and frothing in the mouth thominho umbrella academy au and horrance maze runner au fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
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randonauticrap · 8 months
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I was tagged by @aquagirl1978 to participate in this challenge!
Rules: make a 24-hr poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for each vote it gets
I'm tagging @jozhenji and @kissmetwicekissmedeadly to participate if you're interested!
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