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ancient sentient swords. ancient weapons that still live and havent been held in ages. ancient weapons that are terrified their user will die and leave them again
ancient weapons that detest and fear war. ancient weapons that loathe monarchies, ancient weapons that once had power to slaughter thousands but can now read intent and can sniff out corruption
ancient weapons that cling to you and sob. ancient weapons that talk about their old wielders. they talk about their smiles, their laughs, the things they wanted to do when the war was over, the things they did before the war. the simple lives, the simple celebrations and little rituals and daily tasks that everyone did.
ancient weapons that weep and sob when war seems on the horizon.
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Stress Relief | levi ackerman n.sfw drabble
✧ notes ➼ 18+, minors and ageless blogs do not interact, sub!levi, riding, not proofread as usual, i said i couldn't write today yet here i am
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just casually thinking about slamming my ass down onto levi's cock
like imagine him being tired after a long day at work. you, being who you are, can tell and you immediately push him down onto the bed, mumbling about how you'll help him relax. he provides little resistance as you crawl on top of him, you fingers ghosting over his neck as you pull him into a needy kiss.
imagine the grunts that come out of him or the way that his breathing momentarily stops as he feels you grinding up against his cock. if only those few layers of clothing weren't there to dull the sensation.
imagine him running his fingers through his hair with one hand and gripping tightly onto your hip with the other. his frustration tolerance was low from being tired. he needed you and the amount of teasing you were doing to him was criminal.
imagine his unstable breathing when you finally let him slide his cock into you, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as quiet, nearly inaudible whimpers escape his lips.
imagine just how tense and frustrated he'd be as you cockwarmed him, having to fight against every instinct so he didn't just begin thrusting up into you and how you'd scold him for needing to be more patient
imagine all the tension and stress in his life being thrown out the window as he only felt the sensation of your ass slamming down onto his hips as you bounced up and down on his cock, with one of his hands clamped down tightly on your breast, overstimulated by the feeling and sight of you.
imagine him burying his face into your breasts as he began thrusting up into you while he sat up, beginning to complain that your speed was too slow and that he needed more of you.
imagine him dragging his tongue across your neck before biting and sucking at the sensitive flesh as he grabbed at your ass, whispering to you just how much he was looking forward to coming home to you.
you were an expert in knowing how to get him to unwind after all...
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konohamaru-sensei · 1 year
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Goddess of Water
I recently travelled Japan and when I saw the prompts for Gruvia week, somehow this popped up in my head. Can't tell y'all why, but here it is! Please be kind, otherwise I will cry.
The Gruvia fans were real nice to me last time, so here I am again, .. sorry? The floating Tori gate in Miyajima island is real pretty by the way, just saying. If you read the story, always think how pretty it is! Uh, yeah!
Juvia is a goddess & Gray is a human AU
Gray Fullbuster x Juvia Lockser
Rated T
Warning: very basic level (and probably wrong) usage of shinotism.
7185 words
Thank you to my dearest @kankuroplease for the wonderful additional artwork <3 Its so perfect I love it so much.
For @gruviaweek Day 2: Whisper.
When he was very little, Gray’s adoptive mother Ur took him and his foster brother Lyon to the floating shrine gate, a tall, orange structure that stood out in the water almost as if it was placed on its surface, when it probably ran deep enough to stand on the ground beneath. She put her hand on both her boy’s shoulders and told them matter of factly: “This is where you meet the goddess of water.”
Gray, who had always been fascinated by the different forms that water could contain, rain, waves, rivers, morning cold, and his very much beloved snow, had just about held himself back from gasping at that admittance. 
“There is a goddess of water?” His eyes went wide over the calm water in front of him to the shrine gate at the back. It seemed so very huge to him, as if a hundred men could have never carried it out there. With the way the sun illuminated the space right behind it there was no doubt in his mind that a god could live there. Despite his passion for water, he had never himself been out to sea.
Ur smiled at him: “Of course there is. Just like there are gods for sky and earth and plants and the seasons. They are honoured at different shrines than this one though, this one is only dedicated to water.” She stopped for a moment and then laughed a little. “You know Gray, each year you ask me when the snow will be falling, that is something you could ask the goddess for, since she can actually make it happen.”
“Really?” The little boy felt his eyes shine at the prospect.
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geminiskulleta · 7 months
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* Lullaby looking at the other Zeldas *
“ My little babies… Off to destroy people”
* tears up*
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rogueddie · 9 months
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continuing Enter Sandman a little as a little celebration for one year 🎉
Steve has always considered himself brave. Especially after fighting interdimensional monsters and helping save the world. The idea that anything could scare him after all of that? Ridiculous.
But, standing in front of a mirror, he feels terrified. He's so anxious that he's sure that he's going to puke.
"You look great," Robin says, coming up behind him.
She's wearing a baby blue dress with a blazer on top, matching his three-piece suit. Not only is her outfit tailored, it's custom made- some big designer that owed Eddie a favor.
"I don't feel great," Steve mumbles. He tugs at the hem of his blazer. "We should have gone for traditional black. This is too much. What if Eddie-"
"Eddie is the one who insisted on color!" Robin reminds him, gently smacking his arm. "He said it's supposed to be a day for both of you, right? Or do you not trust him anymore?"
"Of course I trust him! But I want... I need this to work."
"It will. You look great, everything is ready, it's exactly how both of you want. It's going to be perfect." She grabs his shoulders, gently shaking him. "I will make sure it's perfect- if that means dragging you out by your ear then, damn it, I will."
Steve laughs, gently batting her off him. "Alright, alright, I get it!"
"Do you? Because we don't have long left, we need to get a move on!"
"Yeah, alright," he raises an eyebrow at her, nudging her. "Well, come on then, we don't have all day!"
She throws his hands up, pretending to be annoyed- it's ruined by how her face immediately softens, curling an arm around his. "Come on loverboy, the alter won't wait forever."
The yard is just as beautiful as Steve hoped it would be. El had taken over the organization, insisting that Steve and Eddie can't see it before the big day (the same way she insisted they couldn't see each other the night before).
Steve knew she would do an amazing job, but he's still blown away.
The new place the Byers got is bigger than their previous home in Hawkins- the back yard isn't much bigger though. They had managed to make it work, even with such little space.
Eddie stands at their little make-shift alter, Jeff nudging him when Steve steps out.
He looks beautiful. His suit is a dark blue, near black- but with the sun behind him, illuminating him, it's the perfect shade. His hair is half up in messy braids- Maxs work.
"You ready?" Steves mom asks. She looks awkward, most likely stressed with how harsh Steves father had reacted, but she's there. She's trying.
"Yeah," Steve says. His eyes are glued to Eddie.
"Come on," she laughs, tugging his arm out of Robins grip. "Go ahead, Robbie. I've got him."
Robin gives her a two finger salute.
The music starts up, a second before El skips up beside Robin. She hand her one of the baskets she has, full of white petals.
It's surreal, walking up the aisle. He's surprised that it's not being on this end that's throwing him off- he's been more than happy to be the one to walk up the aisle, and actually doing so isn't changing that.
No, it's that he's actually getting married. He's finally getting his happy ending and it's to someone he loves. To someone who loves him.
He feels like he's underwater, stuck in a dream- he's relieved that they agreed with El about doing the 'usual' vows, not a personal version or speech, when he finds himself repeating the vows Hopper on autopilot.
Robin gives his hand a squeeze when she gives him one of the rings.
"I love you," he can't help but whisper. It's worth it, to see Eddies smile get so big and bright.
"I love you too," he whispers back, as he slides Steves ring on.
Hopper clears his throat, giving them both pointed looks- something that has the crowd tittering. He lifts the little notebook, continuing to read out the vows.
He pauses, at the last line, looking up and grabbing Steves shoulder. His voice is a little choked when he continues; "is it my privelage to pronounce you husband and husband." He jerks his head towards Eddie. "Kiss your man."
Steve manages to hold his laughter in, just long enough to kiss Eddie. Luckily, Eddie also bursts into laughter when they pull apart.
Dustins cheering is the loudest.
Eddie pulls him close to his side with a hand on his waist, their friends swarming them with love and congratulations. He leans close, so Steve can hear him over the noise; "is it everything you dreamed of?"
"Better."
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in-every-reality · 9 months
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“I don’t know what you do to me.” - Tam Song x Reader hc/blurbs
Hyperfixation go brrr
In which Tam is pining hard for you, but just doesn’t know why he’s feeling like this.
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Tam Song doesn’t know how to respond when he first meets you, instantly standing out from the rest of the Black Swan and your group in his eyes.
Tam doesn’t know why he’s so warm, relaxed yet on edge, when he speaks to you during his time in Alluveterre.
Tam doesn’t know why his breath catches in his throat when he sees you dressed up for the Peace Summit for the Black Swan, in your intricate (yet semi professional) suit/dress that fits you so well—your hair still managing to fall slightly in your face, though not in the way of your eyes that always seem to put him in a trance.
Tam doesn’t know why he trips on his words as he manages to mumble out a quick “You- look nice..” as he and Linh wish you luck.
Tam doesn’t know why he’s constantly watching your back in the battle at Nightfall; he knows you can handle yourself, so why does his heart seem to momentarily stop when he hears a crash from your direction?
Tam doesn’t know why he’s suddenly so sweaty as you come to Tiergan’s house to study with Linh but almost always end up alone with him when she leaves for “a snack” for half an hour.
Tam doesn’t know why he’s always first to volunteer when you need someone to train with; making your spar a challenge but almost always getting distracted and ending up pinned beneath you Percabeth-style, willing his breathing to calm down as he stares up at you ,wanting nothing more than to bring his face up just a little closer to yours.
Tam doesn’t know why he instinctively moves closer to you when you attract the eyes of yet another Foxfire prodigy—it’s not like who’s into you matters to him..  *it’s not like you’re his.*
Tam doesn’t know why he gets so red when a subtle glimpse of your abs peeks out from your rising tunic as you stretch your arms over you; why those striking silver eyes of his trace your body, stopping right at your lips.
Tam doesn’t know why he can’t seem to stop asking Sophie about you, eventually ending up ranting about how impressive and smart and kind and badass and *gorgeous* you are— he just can’t think straight about you.
Tam doesn’t know what he’s doing as his eyes hold contact with yours, his hand running back through his hair to push his bangs out of his eyes when he tells you how you make him feel, how long he’s been desperately trying to hold in how weak you make him—
Tam doesn’t know what you’re doing before you pull his face down to yours, confessing your reciprocating feelings and how long you’ve wanted to do this as you give him a soft kiss (which he returns in full).
Tam doesn’t know how his heart can beat so hard without killing him as he pulls you in again for more.
He never really knows why he does anything when it comes to you.
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aimeedaisies · 1 year
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At last, my love has come along
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My lonely days are over and life is like a song
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At last, the skies above are blue, my heart was wrapped up in clover
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The night I looked at you, I found a dream, that I could speak to
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A dream that I can call my own, I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
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A thrill that I have never known, you smile, oh and then the spell was cast
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And here we are in heaven, for you are mine
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At last
On the occasion of their pearl (30th) wedding anniversary, I send Princess Anne and Sir Tim Laurence my heartfelt congratulations on this special milestone.
I wish them both a lifetime of happiness together and an eternity of love.
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thefact0rygirl · 2 years
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Suggestion anon here! Good to know! Anyway I was thinking about a young Mand'alor!Jango with a chubby reader? idk it's been on my mind
Ahhhhh I love this!! I've toyed with the idea of Mand'alor!Jango and thinking about him with a chubby!reader has me thinking 👀
jango fett x chubby!fem!reader
no major warnings, just jango and lust/love at first sight
Jango notices you almost immediately in court, it's kind of hard not to. You walk with confidence, your aura and actions dripping with dignity and demanding respect. He has met many soldiers and mercenaries with confidence for days, and they all paled in comparison to you. You approach him like many others, offering him a sly smile as you bow your head in respect. His name falls off your tongue and Jango tightens his jaw to stop himself from groaning.
As your head is bowed, he takes in the slopes and curves of your body. He sees the soft outline of your belly and the way the tops of your thighs spill over your thigh highs. He waits until you look up to nod in acknowledgement, your own name coming out in a lustful rasp. His hands twitch at his sides as you walk away, the skirt of your dress swaying behind you.
He wants to touch you.
He wants to feel the warmth of your skin against his calloused fingers. Everything in his life is harsh edges and metal coldness, the exact opposite of you. He wants your warmth and softness.
Jango Fett, the Mand'alor, wants you.
It's another stuffy dinner for whatever reason (Jango really doesn't care), but all he wants is to devour you. You sit to his right and he does his best to sneak a glance towards your thighs. He struggles to focus on what his advisor is saying when he sees your skin dimple against the velvet cushion.
And maybe you even notice his wandering eyes and you shift your weight in the chair, pulling away the slit in your dress to reveal even more skin. And in that moment he wants to see you sat in his throne, the sunset of Mandalore bleeding out through the stained windows of the throne room as he kneels before you, ready to worship you.
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theangelshifter · 23 days
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—— ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ ——
I am an angel
Yet I am not
I have no wings
I have no flight
I have no power
I have no light
I am a human
Yet I am not
I have wings
I have flight
I have power
I have light
Who am I meant to be
When I’m only a half of me
—— ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ — ୨୧ ——
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stillfighting-ghosts · 4 months
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Don't touch me
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First, you deserve every follower you have! I love your writing! Can I be one of the first to make a request for your 400 followers thing?
I’d love something fluffy, gen modern AU, with the blind date prompt if that’s okay!
;al kfj you're so sweet ;-; i'm so happy you enjoy it!!! :3
also i failed in the challenge and this ended up being 250 words oops
come hang out with (and torture) me with this 200-word 400 follower event! :D
The Worst Date You Could Imagine | 400-Follower Drabble Event
✧ notes ➼ fluff x general modern!au x blind date by mutual friend trope
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"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
That was the only phrase that came out of your head when you walked up to your so-called date.
It can't have been him. Miche wouldn't do that to you. Setting you up with Levi fucking Ackermann was not something he would do—yet here he was, wearing his stupid blazer with his stupid hat and his stupid-
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," muttered Levi when he saw you approaching.
"Hey, I said that first, asshole."
"Tch, whatever," Levi mumbled. "Let's just get this over with."
After a surprisingly pleasant dinner, you and Levi headed to the docks, which were lit up with twinkling fairy lights now that the sun had set.
"Turns out you're not as much of a douche as I thought you were."
"Tch, turns out you're not as much of a brat as I thought you were."
You stopped and looked up at him as you reached the end of the dock. You found yourself noticing things up close that you were never able to recognize before—exactly how captivating his eyes were and the way he held himself—both humble and confident at the same time—or how the brushing of his hand on yours sent shivers up your spine.
A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips.
"I wouldn't mind doing this again," you whispered. "As long as it's not Miche that plans it."
You heard a scoff escape from Levi's lips.
"I wouldn't either."
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elusiveowl · 1 year
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ragingstillness · 2 years
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And in the weirdest alignment chart I’ve ever come up with:
Ofmd characters as Disney/Pixar villains:
Note: this is based off of an interpretation of these characters’ bad traits and possible villain arcs NOT how they are actually shown to act in canon
Izzy- Cruella De Vil (because Val, but also because of the black and white aesthetic, the two followers, the tendency to fly into rages, the hatred of kind blondes) alt. Lord Farquad {I know Shrek is Dreamworks don’t @ me} or Ursula
Lucius- the Cheshire Cat (lures you to your doom, confuses you, plays tricks on you, smooth silky voice, appears and disappears at will) alt. The Evil Queen
Ed- Maleficent (super pissed at being left out, can transform into a supernatural creature {the Kraken}, cursed a leggy blonde, dark aesthetic, most dangerous when quiet and fake polite) alt. Jafar
Stede- Queen of Hearts (holds sway over others, selfish, whimsical, demands things done to their specifications, quick to strike if offended) alt. Prince John
Black Pete- Ratigan (reputation is everything, poor leadership skills, thinks violence solves things) alt. Captain Hook
Frenchie- Dr. Facilier (prone to tricks and smokescreens, pretends to serve a higher power, takes from the foolish) alt. Mother Gothel
The Swede- Yzma and Kronk (both stupid and smart at times, unusual voice, plans often foiled, comically inept) alt. Kaa
Jim- Shere Khan (rules by fear, physical strength to back up their talk, has specific targets they will do anything to kill) alt. Scar
Oluwande- Hades (deceptively powerful, fake modesty, leader, good at faking various personalities and hiding emotion) alt. The Wizard of Oz {from Oz the Great and Powerful}
Roach- Shan Yu (open with his desire to kill violently, cares about his people but no one else, ruthless, lack of moral compass) alt. The Horned King {from The Black Cauldron}
Wee John- Lady Tremaine (obsessed with the latest fashion, avoids work when possible, dismissive of others) alt. The Baroness {from Cruella 2021}
Buttons- Chernabog (mysterious, unknown magic powers, seems dangerous to provoke) alt. Hexxus (I know Disney didn’t make this movie but they own the company that did now) {from Ferngully}
Ivan- Scar (intelligent, full of suppressed rage, prone to violence, ambitious) alt. Ernesto de la Cruz {from Coco}
Fang- Gaston (powerful and aware of it, arrogant, strong, abuses power) alt. Pharaoh Ramses {from Prince of Egypt}
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veenxys · 2 years
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a guy just told me he thought i was 14 i’m-
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cyman · 1 year
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Rogue One got a different happy ending :)
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highlifeboat · 2 years
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Lol, omg XD
You should draw it... Pretty please :)
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Sometimes you need to use your short girlfriend for boob support.
I think everybody wins in this scenario.
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