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blindmagdalena · 3 months

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oh my god YES

he’s been stalking her and finds out she goes to church every sunday so what else is there to do? become a priest obviously how hard can it be?

GOD AND THE SINS READER CONFESSES

she confesses to be feeling lustful and vulgar things about a certain blonde priest and he just EATS IT UP

i'm dizzy thinking about his lips at your ear, his hands pressed to either side of the wood behind you, his body radiating such heat that you're warmed by him without him ever touching you.

you swallow dryly and choke out, "Forgive me." he caught you staring at him, thinking of him, lusting for him. you think he must have been able to read your mind, all those wicked thoughts.

"How can I forgive you," he laughs softly, his breath ghosting on your skin. goosebumps erupt down your neck. "Before you confess to me?"

#priest au #y'all fuckin me up with this istg #i thought i was out of priest kink hell and y'all DRAGGIN ME BACK IN #jk ilu #homelander x reader #darling anon #ask and you shall receive #profaning the holy #that might have to be my tag actually it's more fun

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1bolddaredevil · 4 days

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i like watching shows w my sib is like a safe blanket.. except they can be mean sometimes but we take what we can get

#jk ilu #taira said

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feralkwe · 7 months

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thanks to @beezelbubbles i have little shop of horrors stuck in my head and i may never forgive them lol

#jk ilu

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atohii · 7 months

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I feel like you becoming a Price blog is a small... cost to pay for whatever the fuck I have going on my end

#jk ilu

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wanda-chaos-witch · 2 years

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‘ will you tuck me in? ’ (from Billy @arandomnerdsrp358 )

“Of course sweetheart.” Wanda replies.

#screams in WandaVision #first of all how dare you #jk ilu

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outoutdamnspark · 1 year

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👑 🚦 aaaaaand

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Share your shame, bro bro

From the fanfic prompt list here~

👑 Do you like writing short fics or long fics?

Oof. I like longer fics, but I don't like the amount of effort they require. Ironically, though, as much as I wish I could commit to shorter pieces, I can never actually seem to keep them short.

So... Yes. XD

🚦What sort of endings do you prefer to write: ambiguous, bad, happily ever after, etc.?

Depends on the fic, I guess? If I'm going for like, wump or total angst, then I like to go for bittersweet or pseudo-open endings. I like to try and make them hopeful when I can, though.

Otherwise I shoot for happy endings, because as much as I love angst, I need that 'comfort' to go with the 'hurt' part, you know? Otherwise it's too heavy.

💡How many WIPs do you currently have?

Psi. Psi why do you wish to hurt me? Have I not been a good brother?

Oh man. Okay... just for this blog?? Not including anything P4?

And these are just the ones I've got docs for! There's a few more I haven't even started outlining yet - like the Valkyrie Profile idea, or the Pygmalion idea.

(not shown are the prompt drabbles for people, because I want those to be a surprise.)

#spark chats #bro I know this is you #XD <3 #jk ilu #ask game #ask meme #spark queues

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ufogoo · 2 years

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❤️ ❤️ ❤️

❤️- SIKE! 🗡🗡🗡

#fell for it. fool #flinnie #jk ilu #❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

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dasfreefree · 2 years

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i refuse to confess my undying love for you on anon i will say it to your face and you will like it ❤️

YOU

#jk ilu #ask games

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strange-aus-and-crossovers · 2 years

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DAY 363 ASKING YOU TO DRAW A WORM

I REFUSE

#ask #menace #jk ilu #but nO WORM

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dittolicous · 2 years

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once I get to the plot of my fic it's over for u fuckers

#ditto rambles #jk ilu #just it'll have more everyday humor n conflict #and yes lady Sneasler interacting with technology and other humans #mad historians etc etc

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demcnsinmymind · 24 days

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hey @walriding why tf are you putting that porn on my dash hm????

#what a pretty man #gdi #jk Ilu #dash commentary

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sassy-hedgie · 1 year

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friendship ended with chelsi she somehow unfollowed me on here when this is how we MET

#jk ilu

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miasmaghoul · 5 months

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*ahem* edelweisss, edelweisss . . .

Swiss leans in the doorway to the common room, arms crossed over his chest, tail idly swishing behind him. He's been here for a few minutes now, left his book dog-eared on his bed with the intent of grabbing a snack. He'd found the kitchen occupied, though, and the smile he wears is exclusively thanks to the sight before him.

The kitchen is a mess; the small island is occupied by an ancient stand mixer and a few dirty bowls, while the counter lies covered in open containers, half-empty ingredient bags and not-small pile of used measuring spoons. The scent of sugar, citrus and something floral hangs heavy in the air, and Swiss can feel the heat of the oven from across the room.

At the center of the mess, though, lies what holds Swiss' attention.

Mountain's humming, swaying in front of the stove along with the album playing on the common room turntable. Something jazzy Swiss recognizes but can't name off the top of his head. Whatever it is, Mountain is clearly lost in it while he rather vigorously stirs something Swiss can't see. What he can see is the smattering of floury handprints covering Mountain's jeans, and the streak of something pale yellow that's somehow ended up in his hair. Swiss can only imagine how much worse Mountain's front must be, but there's one more detail that keeps him from wondering too hard.

The few delicate white flowers that have made their home at the base of Mountian's antlers have Swiss' eyes crinkling. He'd know those pale petals anywhere.

Swiss pushes off the doorframe and drags his feet just loud enough to announce himself. Sneaking up on Mountain in the kitchen doesn't usually end well. He sees the other ghoul's ear flick, sees him pause in stirring, and Swiss feels safe to speak.

"Thinkin' about me, grasshopper?"

Mountain peers at his over his shoulder, raises an eyebrow. Swiss gestures at his head as he strolls into he room, and Mountain rolls his eyes as though he can see his own antlers. He makes a chuffing sound and resumes his mixing, but Swiss doesn't miss his little smirk.

"Might be," he replies with a half shrug. "It's happened once or twice, against my better judgement."

Swiss laughs as he hops up onto one of the bar stools at the island, one leg tucked up under himself. He rests his elbow on one of the few clean spots by the mixer - the remnants of whatever Mountain has in his hair sits in the bowl closest to him, so Swiss picks it up and gives it a sniff.

"What's on the menu today, peaches?" Swiss swipes a fingers through a blob on the side of the bowl. Gives it a cursory sniff.

"A lemon and lavender cake," Mountain supplies, just in time for Swiss to pop his finger into his mouth and find out for himself.

The batter is delicious, sweet and tart and wonderfully smooth. Delightful on all counts. Swiss isn't surprised; Mountain is as good a cook as he is a messy one, and judging by the splotch of egg yolk Swiss can see on the ceiling this has been particularly inspired session.

"Fancy," he says, gathering another bit of batter. "If you need someone to taste when it's baked, my mouth ain't busy."

Mountain snorts, and together they say,

"For now."

Swiss playfully tosses a dirty tea towel at his back, and Mountain catches it without even looking. Tucks one corner into his pocket while his tail meanders towards the fridge.

"Already baked," he says, nodding towards the appliance while his tail tugs it open. The middle shelf holds three identical rounds of cake, the loveliest shade of yellow speckled with what must be flecks of lavender. "You'll have to wait for the finished product, I already trimmed them down. For quality control. You know how it is."

Swiss nods sagely. He slides from his stool and wanders over to the stove, humming when Mountain's tail sways up to greet him, the tufted end caressing his jaw. Swiss leans against the counter, and now he can see what Mountain is working on.

"What's, uh," he waves at the odd arrangement on the stove - a pan beneath what appears to be the stand mixer's bowl, which must contain whatever Mountain is tirelessly stirring. "What's this all for, then?"

"Frosting," Mountain tells him, lifting what turns out to be a whisk. "Eventually."

Something thick and gooey drips from the whisk and immediately gives Swiss several indecent thoughts.

"Don't say it looks like cum," Mountain says before Swiss can so much as open his mouth.

"Wasn't gonna," Swiss lies, tongue poking out between his fangs. Mountain gives him a look. "I wasn't!" Swiss insists, pushing away from the counter. He slips behind Mountain instead, wraps his arms around the taller ghoul's waist. Swiss kisses the back of his shoulder. "But I was gonna ask if that was why you were thinkin' about me."

Mountain barks out a laugh.

"Gross," he complains, but his tail wraps around Swiss' calf all the same. "But you're actually half right." Swiss makes a questioning sound, and Mountain points a thumb behind them. "Look at the recipe."

Swiss will, eventually. He indulges in holding Mountain first, just for a moment. Presses his nose to his sweat-damp shirt and breathes in the the homey scent of warm earth and something herbal. It blends beautifully with the lemon and sugar surrounding them, makes him feel a little fuzzy around the edges. He gives Mountain a squeeze, and stands on his toes to kiss the back of his neck before he lets go; another soft, white blossom pops up behind Mountain's ear.

Mountain picks up humming again while Swiss hunts for the recipe he mentioned. He piles dishes as he searches, stacks bowls and gathers measuring spoons. He finds it after a minute, an index card stained with vanilla and sticky with egg.

"A-ha," he holds up the card triumphantly, a light dusting of flour raining down from it. "Let's see what got you growing me."

Swiss wipes the card on his pants, and recognizes its looping, cursive script as Cumulus' handwriting. Lemon lavender layer cake with -

"No fuckin' way," Swiss says through a laugh. He looks up to find Mountain watching him with a glimmer in his eye. "That's all it took?"

"Yep," Mountain sighs, turning back to the task at hand. "That's all."

Swiss stares at the back of his head for a beat, and then the goofiest smile cracks his face. He tosses the card to the counter and returns to his place at Mountain's back, wrapping him up just a little tighter this time.

"Lucifer, you're a sap," he teases, but they both know it's true. Swiss reaches up and plucks one of the flowers decorating Mountain's antlers, spins it between two fingers. "Not that I'm complaining about bein' on your mind."

"Neither am I, edelweiss," Mountain rumbles. He briefly abandons his dutiful whisking to turn and knock their horns together. "Neither am I."

Mountain ducks down just enough for Swiss to catch him is a leisurely kiss, one that tastes like summery sunshine, and then he's gone again. Leaves Swiss grinning dumbly at the back of his head while warmth trickles into his belly. He settles against the taller ghoul's back, and in no time at all the pair of them start to sway to the music as one.

"So," Swiss murmurs into his shirt after a long moment, "what's a Swiss meringue buttercream, anyway?"

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #swiss/mountain #swiss x mountain #SURPRISE BITCH HAVE THE CAKE IDEA >:)#jk ilu crow <3

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scintillyyy · 6 days

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