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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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hi ive been obsessed w fez for the last two weeks and ur fics are the best ones.

i am literally obsessed w u so thank u for helping me w my ‘fez fever’

i live for the fez x reader x (platonic) ash. i love when ash and reader banter and tease eachother 😭

I LOVE UU

I love writing this trope SO MUCH.

"You guys know you could do this anywhere else but here." Ash's deep groan from the other side of the room forces Fez away from me, my lips chasing his as he backs away from me. His hands stabilize me on each side of my hips, my legs hanging off the edge of the counter between us. "Like fucking go make out in the car or some shit." I bite back a giggle at Ash's complaining, watching Fez's cheeks redden in embarrassment and his chest puff in protectiveness.

"Oh, is our love bothering you?" I call out over my shoulder, not needing to see the look on Ash's face to know he's beyond disgusted and beyond annoyed.

"You guys are like fucking rabbits, always making out and shit." I push Fez away from me with a huff, hopping down from the counter so I can peer under the cabinet at Ash who sits in the living room, draped across the loveseat.

"Then leave the room Ash, no one's asking you to hang around." Fez groans, giving me a sorry look as his hand rubs up and down my back.

"It's my goddamn house-"

"And I pay the goddamn bills so I'll kiss my woman where I want." I can't fight the laugh that leaves me this time, Fez's hand slapping over my mouth instantly and Ash gives me a deadly look.

"Boys, seriously. I think I know what's going on." I push Fez away from me and wave my hands between them, stepping away from Fez so I can approach Ash with hands held up, mocking surrender. "I think Ash misses me." I throw a pout his way, reaching out to tug him up from the couch and into my arms.

"Fuck no, get out of here." He scoffs, trying to push me away but he doesn't try hard enough because I just continue to smother him with love, pressing kisses to the top of his head as he whines. "Stop tryna hug me, Y/n."

"C'mere munchkin." I coo and he finally gives up with a huff, patting my back in an exasperated attempt to please my 'insanity'. "I think Ash just needs a hug." Fez chuckles from the doorway, looking between his brother and I with a fond expression.

"You're mean to him." Fez sighs, folding his arms over his chest and I throw him a sassy wink.

"It's good for his character development." Ash finally pushes me away, deciding he's had enough of my love and before he can storm out, I can see the light blush on his cheeks.

Success.

"Fuck character development and fuck both of y'all."

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#fezco #fezco x reader #fez #fez x reader #euphoria #euphoria fic

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haunted-headset · 4 months

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wilbur comforting reader after a nightmare? :0

…

(i tried to think of how to elaborate on that but i think i’ll just leave it up to you while my sleepy brain takes over LMAO)

🌙 I've Got You 🌙

a/n: this is such a cute idea wtf

tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@taylors-version-from-the-vault@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @ace-call-me-what-youd-like @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot(let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged!!)

word count: 613 (i need to write longer fics i feel like writing short fics is bad but oh well)

contains: reader having a nightmare, use of Y/N, crying, reader having a panic attack, reader thinking Wilbur left them, reader shows signs of depression & anxiety, reader has self-deprecating thoughts

You had awoken with a gasp as you tried to catch your shaky breath & stop your sobs. It was just a dream. A really, really bad dream.

Wilbur, in the dream, had gotten fed up with you. He had gone on a rant about how much of a terrible partner you were & how you were useless & a waste of skin; it was almost as if he had taken every single thought you'd ever had about yourself, soaked them in vitriol till it was dripping, & then spouted it out to make your ears bleed. It was a fear you always had. Maybe it did happen. Maybe he finally fell out of love with you. Maybe he never loved you. Maybe he--

"No, Y/N, that didn't happen," you whispered to yourself through the sobs. "Wilbur's right next to--" You looked over at where Wilbur was supposed to be in bed.

& he wasn't there.

& that's when all of the panic you've ever felt attacked you like a tsunami. You started hyperventilating & sobbing so hard to the point where you were seeing white & your head felt like it was being slowly drilled into & your brain was being turned to mush. Your heart didn't go one millisecond without beating so hard you swore you could see it beating out of your chest, & you were shaking so hard to the point where somebody could've compared you to a vibrating iPhone & nobody would be able to tell the difference.

In a desperate attempt to calm yourself down, you slowly got up & stumbled over to Wilbur's closet to grab one of his hoodies. You pressed the hoodie to your face as you stumbled back to bed & sobbed harder, the scent of his body wash & cologne, earthy & calming & perfect, still faintly there. What did you do? What did you do to make him leave you? You were aware that you were far from a perfect partner, & you were far from attractive, & maybe he had some sort of realization & decided that there were other, better fish in the sea to catch, leaving you at the bottom of the pond, away from the shiny, attractive fish that he was bound to catch.

"Darling?" his voice rang out & echoed against the walls, causing you to look up.

"Oh my God, honey," Wilbur, lovely, amazing Wilbur, whispered, practically jumping onto the bed to pull you into his lap & wrap his arms around you so tightly to the point where you thought you'd never be able to escape his embrace. Not that you were complaining, of course. "I've got you. You're okay, you're alright."

"Why're we crying? What's going on?" he whispered in your ear, rocking you back & forth & wiping your tears.

"I had a bad dream & I thought you left," you croaked through your sobs.

"Baby, I would never even dream of leaving you," Wilbur said. "You're everything to me. You're the reason I wake up in the morning. You're the reason I write songs & play music. You're the reason I'm still here." He kisses your cheek before continuing, "You're the Tori Spring to my Michael Holdman or whatever his name is."

"Michael Holden," you corrected with a tearful laugh.

He smiled at you. "There's my beautiful baby with their beautiful laugh," he whispered.

"Why weren't you in our room?" you asked.

"I was getting water, lovely," he said. "I wasn't leaving, not at all. I wouldn't even dare to think about it. I'd die without you."

"Promise?" you asked.

He linked his pinky with yours. "Swear on my life."

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lina-lovebug · 1 year

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Bleeding Hearts

Part 6

Taglist: Taglist: @silverhowe @happycupcakeenthusiast @vampire-hunter @simpforavillain @dumb-fawkin-bitch @mushroomlover13 @kimqueenofhell @vane28282 @namor-is-the-way @daaiissyyyyy @anyzandy @pturnersblog @lovejot3ro @nizem8 @witxhy-lexx

“You took everything from me,” my voice spoke through the machine he was using to watch his own death. There were tears in my eyes as I forced my dagger in his skull. My strength was able to force it in after three strikes, and his demons looked at me.

“I will do the same to you all,” I hissed at them.

The Colonel grabbed his human skull from his body and held it in his hands. It is tiny compared to the body he occupies now, and he crushed it in his hand.

“So this belongs to you,” He said without looking at me, my dagger in his hand.

He stared at it with a certain look within his eye. He looked conflicted and confused, but his own emotional turmoil did not matter to me.

“What’s the DNA request for, boss?” The demon asked him, and he finally looked at me.

“Just need to double check something when we get back,” He told him, avoiding the question as he continued to stare at me. He was studying my face, almost as if he had seen me before.

The eclipse had dawned upon us, and I started to think of what to do before their leader could take us with them. Their weapons are made for fast moving targets, so unless they were distracted, we could not just run. Tuk is still too small to defend herself, so I would have to prioritize her safety before anything else.

“Show me your hands,” the Colonel told me, to which I held them down.

He grabbed both my hands by my wrist while the other held me by my queue, and I clenched my jaw.

“Only three fingers,” he muttered to himself, and then looked at me. His hand reached for my hair and I tried to scoot away.

“Stay!” The demon demanded, his gun being held at the back of my neck.

My ears folded back to avoid his unholy hand, and grabbed a feather from my hair. It was one that Neytiri had braided into my hair.

“Do you know her?” He held up the feather and then the end of my sister's bow.

Which had the same feather.

“I will tear out your vocal cords and feed them to Zephyr,” I replied, my voice low and dangerous as it started to rain.

“Do. . .do you know where. . .” He tried to communicate with me but was frustrated.

The other demons could sense this and grabbed Kiri. They grabbed her by her restraints and held a gun to her temple.

“Kiri!” I yelled in a panic.

“Answer him or she gets a bullet,” Kiri whimpered, closing her eyes.

“It was a gift from my sister. She is the first woman to kill you,” I answered.

“The first?” the Colonel questioned.

I said nothing but stared at him. He was no man, nor could he ever dream to be Na’vi - he wears our skin but is nothing but hollow within.

That is why they are demons.

He got up and the feather hung between his fingers, keeping it in place. Before I could try and figure out my own plan, a call came deep within the forest.

Neytiri.

I had to keep a smile from approaching on my lips as the children recognized their mothers call. The demons assumed it was some animal, but they would regret ignoring the calls of a mother.

“Watch our six,” the Colonel told them and started to walk away. I was beside Kiri and Spider, being held by a demon woman.

My sister's calls were growing stronger, meaning she was growing closer.

Kiri started to pray to Eywa, hoping that we would all make it out alive. The demon yanked her hair, telling her to be quiet, but she ignored him. One last pull, I knew he had made a grave mistake.

And Neytiris’ arrow struck through his skull. The demon woman panicked, and her grip on me loosened. I turned around as she started firing her weapon into the trees and pushed it upwards. It avoided Neytiri completely, and I bit her wrist.

“Shit!” She yelled out in pain, letting her weapon out of her grasp as my fangs punctured her skin.

As she swung out at me, I ducked and ran into the forest. The eclipse would not be over for an hour and the darkness covered me well. I could smell the gas bomb that Lo’ak released, and climbed further into the trees.

The gunfire that once crowded my hearing had now ceased, and my ears flickered at the sound of a gun being reloaded.

He is beneath me.

One look downwards, and he was beneath the tree I had hidden myself in. The revived demon, the one responsible for my fathers death and for my familys’ grief.

“That you, Mrs. Sully? I recognized your calling card,” He called out to her, and I spotted my dagger in his pocket.

“Why don’t you come on out, Mrs. Sully? You and I, we’ve got some unfinished business.”

You will die before you reach her.

“Demon! I will kill you as many times as I have to!” She yelled out.

“Guess you’ve been pretty busy! Got yourself a whole litter of half-breeds! I met your sister too! She’s a real fiery one! I think we’d get along great,” He was taunting her, trying to coax her out.

My chance for revenge came as the guns sounded, and he got up to take his shot.

She was the first, and I will be the last.

I jumped down onto him, forcing my feet off of the tree and collided with his body. We fell downwards, and as he scrambled to try and get me away, I bit his neck.

I remained ontop of him as his hands went to my shoulders, trying to force me off, but the harder he pushed, the more blood I could taste.

He elbowed my throat, to which I gasped and let go, but I had grabbed my dagger and held it at his throat.

“Neytiri was the first, but I will be the last,” I sneered, forcing my thumb inside of his neck wound, and he cried out.

“Any last words, demon?” I brought up my dagger, ready to pierce his heart.

“Nina, I’m sorry.”

I was caught off guard, and that day, I would not have my revenge. Just as I was confused by his answer and the look of despair in his eyes, a gunshot sounded and my eyes widened.

The grip on my dagger loosened and it fell as I grabbed my shoulder. It was throbbing with pain and when I looked at my hand, it was covered in blood.

A sharp pain came from behind me, and all I could see was darkness.

#avatar the way of water imagine #avatar imagine #miles quaritch #avatar the way of water #na'vi quaritch #the way of water

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lexosaurus · 1 year

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Mighty Lexx I cannot remember what epsiode the danno face is from.

Thank you DP Discord for helping with this one 🙏

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It's from Season 1 Episode 11: Shades of Gray!

[get your transparent dannos here]

#danny phantom #dannypocalypse #ask #origins

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misaverawrites · 2 years

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Intern Lounge Blues (Mark Sloan x Reader) *SMUT*

a/n: literally so happy my parents nicknamed me lexxe (same pronunciation) bc it allows me to indulge in slexie. kind of a prequel to Never, which I am editing!! :) Thank you so, so much for 800 followers!!!

tags: SMUT, shameless, self-indulgent smut for this damn man, praise kink, kissing, fingering, dirty talk, AU: Mark Sloan survives, mild begging

summary: Sloan sure does know his way around a woman.

Mark Sloan is a god among men. You were more than sure of that.

As an intern, you'd been too busy with school to go searching for one-night stands or even long-term sexual relationships. Now you were pleased with that decision because Mark Sloan, the long-term plastic surgeon at Grey Memorial, is breaking a long dry spell and the wait was now worth it.

His hands grip at your thighs, and you're firmly seated on his lap, facing him and grinding against his hard erection which strains against his scrub pants, you move your hands away from the back of his neck, moving them down to take off the scrub top that sticks close to his torso, he chuckles lowly, grabbing a hold of your hands before they are able to grip at the fabric.

"Gonna need you to be patient, let me take care of you." Shit, what have you done right to deserve this? It's a question that is cut off by his lips on your neck, soft bites painting the flesh as he pulls off your scrub top. You gasp at the frozen air of the locker room, his warm breath on your skin contrasting it strikingly. His warm hands travel the length of your body, squeezing at the flesh of your ass, before slipping under the waistband of your scrub pants and your underwear.

You release a whine, almost silent, but Mark picks up on it, his cock hardening against your pussy, and his skin sets yours on fire. This isn’t what you’d heard of being in store for you when you slept with Mark Sloan, brilliant man-whore plastic surgeon of Grey Memorial Hospital, this was tender, you lift your hips as his fingers slip inside of your cunt, which is dripping and desperate for him, his thumb quickly teases at your clit, you gasp loudly, the sensitive organ throbbing at the ministrations, you watch as Mark leers over you, his gaze burning into your skin.

You craved more of him, his fingers quickly becoming not enough for you, he leans down to kiss you, his free hand grasping at the waistband of your pants and underwear, pulling them off as the wet sounds of Mark’s fingers languidly fucking you, slow and talented, become louder in the locker room, the only other noises to drown it out being your moans and yelps, quiet and controlled. You’re completely naked and at the mercy of this amazingly capable man who stands over you, smiling as he slowly leans down to your neck, his teeth biting softly into the flesh, leaving a bruise for future you to worry about, he sucks on the spot a bit before beginning to kiss you, trailing the kisses down the flesh of your body. “Mark,” You whine softly as he bites at the flesh of your thighs, “Come on, Fuck me, Mark…” You hear him chuckle deeply, he licks a stripe up the slit of your pussy, sucking softly on your clit for just a moment, releasing it from his lips with a soft pop. You whine softly as look up to find Mark sliding his scrub top off, leaving you to stare at the absolute Adonis of a man who you were lucky enough to have gotten into this situation with. Your eyes were full of adoration, which was something he was all too aware of… It reminded him of- You notice Mark shake his head as he smiles at you, sliding the rest of his scrubs off as you unclasp your bra, getting up just a bit to take Mark’s face in your hand, kissing him softly, intimately on the lips. It’s a small gesture but he seems to take it for all that it is. It’s oddly enough, the most personal he’s gotten with sex in the past few years.

You both seem to just watch each other for a few seconds, that is until Mark comes in close to you once more, cock pressing against your stomach, rock hard as you pump it softly with your hand, “Oh shit, love the way you… The way you do that. Keep going, sweetheart.” You giggle lovingly at his request as you pump it, faster and harder, his lips meeting yours over and over, “So good, shit.” Praise falls from his lips as he continues to kiss you, until you pull away, standing up and smirking, “Come on, Mark, fuck me.” He nods, pulling your body close to his, your chest pressed against his, his rock-hard cock pressing into your stomach, “You want me to fuck you, sweetheart?” You nod as he pulls you away just slightly, lining the length of his cock, dripping with precum, against your wet cunt. “Then beg.” You roll your eyes, bringing his face to yours, kissing him, hot and heavy before you pull away just slightly, “Mark Sloan, fuck me, fuck me better than you’ve fucked any of the other interns this year and I will be the best surgical assistant any of the attendings have ever seen, now come on… Fuck me!” He chuckles, whispering deeply into your ear, “You’ll get better at the begging thing, babe.” He then slowly eases inside of you, slow and powerful thrusts, causing you to gasp out, you’re close, with all of the foreplay it’s not long before the tension snaps inside of you, wading you into wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure. Mark continues his thrusting, hitting every spot inside of you while rubbing at your clit, “Sh-Shit Mark, fuck!” He chuckles deeply as his hips stutter a bit, he’s getting close, you both know it. Your moans only spur him closer to the finish line as he kisses your skin, before pulling out, spilling his seed out onto your stomach. He kisses your forehead softly and helps you wipe yourself off before pulling his pants back on and sitting next to you for a moment, the quiet allowing what just happened to soak in heavily for the both of you.

You vowed you’d never, ever do something this monumentally stupid. Yet you did, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to regret it.

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thehoundwrites · 2 years

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Intoxicating

Sevika x Fem!Reader MINORS DNI

CW: NSFW, eating Sevika out, she calls herself momma, inexperienced reader, loving Sevika

Words: 1800+

Tagging: @nora-xox @colourfulkidglitter @midnightsk13s @witxhy-lexx @dumbdoll-420 @biphrogg @thebleccbird @lucky13les @petitepersephone

What would you like to see more, Toxic Sevika or Werewolf Sevika? Make sure to request AoT, and Horizon characters while I'm in the mood. Comment to be tagged for anything :)

You didn't know which part of her was more intoxicating, the way her large palms gripped your scalp, long rough fingers combing through the thick roots of your hair tugging the strands ever so slightly to guide your tongue along her curves. Bits of white cut at your vision while you drowned in her. One of those magnificent hands has connected to each side of your head pulling at your skin. With just enough force only to sting. Dull nails scratching into the back of your neck as she lets you work on her lips. Only allowed to suck, and lick and nip at her as she ordered. Her muscles tightened around her shoulders ready to pull you in further whenever she wants.

You didn't know if it was the way her large body hung over you extruding copious amounts of heat and tension, it felt with the way she curled her back keeping you close to her heaving chest as your tongue lapped at her clit, fighting it's way through the thick hair that covered her skin. She mercilessly closed her legs around you, her thighs now pressed to your ears as she smothered you with her.

Or maybe it was the way she'd coo at you, the way you could see the smirk without even needing to raise your eyes to look. The loving insults that fell out of her mouth like second nature. The love that could only be said with that arrogant tone of hers.

Maybe it the her eyes went dark, clouded over with lust when you tease her, when you're naked, or how those stormy grey eyes would linger on your lips when you pull yourself away for air. Her slick leaking down your chin as she had her fun with you..

Every so often she'd lean forward to kiss your sweaty forehead. Wiping away strands of hair that stuck to your face.

"You said whatever I wanted, baby, don't you need a break?"

You'd answer but the palm of her hand shoved your tongue further inside of her pussy. She clearly didn't actually care if you needed one. She's always such a tease. You squint your eyes nodding, knowing she would keep teasing if you didn't answer her.

"Aww c'mon baby, you can talk with your mouth full I won't judge" a snort behind her words as she lifted a hand away from you, however you weren't worried about it yet trying to satisfy your girlfriend.

You couldn't, you could only mumble into her clit, your arms wrapped around her legs, nails scratching into the sides of her thighs as she squished you a bit more, strong calves pulling you closer. Her free hand lifted your bangs so she could see your eyes peek over the top of her.

"Look at me"

Yet no matter how much she teased, how meant she was, how cruel she could be, you obeyed. Your eyes fluttered open to see her staring at you, familiar grey eyes boring holes into your head. Heavy lidded as her smoky eyes had sweated a bit down her cheeks leaving stains along her perfectly scarred skin.

"You look beautiful like this angel"

Your eyes closed, lips wrapping around her clit as you sucked the sensitive bud , arms lifting to rub your palm against the muscles of her stomach. Her soft skin was scarred through and through, rough patches covered every other inch and you love ghosting your fingers memorizing each and every imperfection.

"Fuck, youre so good baby"

Her hands combed through the front of your hair as she moved your head exactly how she wanted to, grinding her clit further and further into you, as your face paled.

She was so intoxicating sometimes, like now. How you struggled to breath, how you'd fight away tears and the sting of asphyxiation to make your lover finish.

"Make me cum" her thighs squeezed you more as you struggled to breath, excitement only was keeping you going, desperate to please her, your fingers unclenched her thigh moving inwards underneath the tongue that played with her clit. You inserted one finger, that made her groan, you felt her other hand reach your head once more, gripping your hair tight.

"Just like that" she said, pushing you into her harshly.

One finger had dipped just as easily as two. Your two fingers are lost inside her wetness. Fucking the spongey skin inside of her as full as you could, your fingers felt small. You felt almost inadequate. Like you couldn't please such a beautiful, powerful woman.

But with the grunts escaping her, the way her limbs cut off your vision as her clit throbbed in your mouth proved otherwise. The tips of your buried digits scissored inside of her brushing the spot only slightly over and over pushing her.

Breathy deep chested groans left her, your eyes peering up for only a minute. To see her sweaty body heaving above you, her neck thrown back as her hands and legs kept you in place, her tits bounced perfectly as she rubbed her clit into your face.

When you added another finger it was all over, it sent her over the edge. Full moaning as you felt her cunt squeeze onto your fingers, her perfect nub convulsing in your lips as she came.

Slews of curses fell out of the woman's mouth as she loosened her legs enough for you to breathe, her hand going to the bottom of your chin to lift your face up. Her fingers pressing into your cheeks. Only now could you feel how uncomfortably hard the floor was beneath your bones kneecaps. How cold and sticky you were, you wanted her back on you so bad. But you obeyed, you let her lift your head without resistance, eyes following to see your lover pant.

Her cum was still dripping down your face, when she leaned forward to kiss you. Her warm hands found the sides of your face, her thumbs rubbing circles underneath your eyes on the sharps of your cheekbones. Her lips connected to yours as she pressed harder, her tongue swirling around your mouth to taste herself on you.

"God you taste so good like this"

She sighed leaning back against the soft cushiony couch she sat on. Both of you butt naked. You began to lift yourself, the palms of your hands pushing against the tops of her thighs, before wrapping both thighs around hers, your clit brushing against the rough bush right below her stomach.

"Hi baby"

"Hey princess"

She replied with her hand pulling at you waste, motioning you to rub your clit on whatever's closest, for now it was her chiseled abs. Her eyes watched the way your body grinded against her, she pushed you lower so the two of you were basically scissoring when you thrusted forward your clits would rub when you motioned back your lips wrapped around her thigh. It was sticky, and wet and hot and you couldn't get enough.

Sevika seemed to be in a good mood, the after taste of whiskey and expensive cigars lingered in your mouth from her kisses. The feeling of calloused skin wouldn't leave your hips, and the strings of soft compliments and praises ring through your ears.

You barely blinked when she switched your positions and now she was on top, her metal arm held the back of the couch, her body curled over you as you could only sink further into her couch, she positioned her hips above yours and began to grind her clit roughly into you, it was hard and it was big. Probably a result of the testosterone taken to work out, or maybe every bitch this muscular had a bigger clit. You didn't know or care, but the way she expertly fucked you with it, how the sofa kept banging into the wall. You couldn't get enough..

The room was quickly filled with your moaning, and her panting. You heard a rip as her sharp claws sunk into the fabric of the couch behind your head. She was already wet and warm. She used her cum to help slide your lips together, melding into one another only made you wetter. She lifted her hips and used her good hand to push two fingers inside of you with ease.

"Good fucking girl, do I really make you this wet?"

You could only moan, words left your head as she kept abusing the wet skin inside of you, fingers opening and closing stretching your poor little pussy out. Your hands lifted and locked behind her neck attempting to bury yourself in her chest.

"Fuck"

"Damn, your all fucked out already?"

She smirked at you, her fingers working at your core pulling strings of moans and cries from you.

"Please, please please Sev mmh."

"Yea?"

Fingers twirled inside of yoy her metal hands moving to wipe away stray strands of hair dangling in your face. Other hand still mercilessly fucking you.

"Seeev" you whined her name.

"Do you need to cum already, doll?"

"Pleeease" your eyes squinted shut as she kept dancing around the spot inside of you purposely. Whines of protest left your lips.

"You look so good angel, momma's gonna fuck you until you can't think"

"Seeev" the way your mouth couldn't stop saying her name. The way her lips left black lipstick stains across your neck, the way she sucked your skin leaving marks on her girl, tears left your eyes as she kept pushing your limits.

"You're so pretty when you cry for me" she chuckled her lips moving to wrap around your nipples taking them into her mouth one at a time, black lipstick marks all over your torso. Yet all it took was that palm rubbing your clit, and her fingers thrusting into that spot and it was over.

Her name fell from your mouth, over and over like it was the only way you could breathe. "Sevsevsevsevsevsev" your juices spilled over her arm and thighs, making a nice wet spot on her sofa. Your face flushed a bit in embarrassment.

You felt warm hands wrap around you and pull you into her. She was once again sitting on the couch, you now cradled in her arms. As she lifted your face to hers.

"You did so good for me" she whispered her nose nuzzling into the soft part of your cheek, her words lingered on your skin as you close yoy eyes trying to catch a breath.

"I'm so proud of you baby, remember when you could barely handle one finger" she smiled, and you grinned a small laugh coming out of your throat.

"We're way past that aren't we baby" you said taking one of her hands and ghosting your lips on her knuckles.

"I think you're ready to try my strap"

"Next time right? I can't move"

"Of course, if I fuck you anymore now I'm afraid your gonna knock the fuck out."

"I ammm" you groaned, burying your face in her shoulder.

"You could keep going even if I do" you smirked.

"I can do whatever I want"

"Like me?"

"Like youuu." She smirked, nuzzling herself into you neck.

"My pretty pretty princess"

#queue never learned patience #sevika #sevika fanfic #arcane sevika #sevika x you #sevika imagine #sevika x reader #arcane

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lexiepiper · 1 year

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Aaaaand here we go!

After a truly horrible year, and a fic that just didn’t want to be written, my @invisobang space horror fic The Void Yawns Softly is finally up!

My collaboration artists were @q-gorgeous and @lexosaurus. Gorgi’s art will be found at @k-beckerart, and Lexx’s music at @lexosaurus. Each will be posting their respective pieces as the matching chapters are posted at a rate of one chapter per day!

Fic summary: Despite saving the world, nobody knows that Danny Fenton is anything other than a perfectly normal astronaut candidate training for the first manned mission to Mars. He's generally happy to keep it this way, too, until he's disqualified from the team at the last minute. They jet into space without him, only to go dark on comms a month into their journey while he's left back on Earth, unable to save them from whatever went wrong. He has to rescue them. He's the only one who can... But when NASA sends him up there to achieve the impossible, Danny comes face to face with the very thing he fears the most: despite his love of the stars, space is cold and empty and ready to destroy him, and when his welcome aboard the stricken ship isn't what he'd expected, he's going to need everything he has at his disposal to bring them home again.

Thanks again to Gorgi, Lexx, special mention to beta Bib, and anyone else who helped me with the crazy science and was so patient with me throughout this entire process!

I hope you all enjoy the story <3

#invisobang 2022 #lexiepiper #The Void Yawns Softly #I can't believe I actually managed to finish this fic y'all

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phandomphightclub · 1 year

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Important 2023 Phight Information

By popular demand, the one and only Ghost Zone Denny’s is reopening to host the notorious PHANDOM PHIGHT CLUB! Tali (@dannyphandump) and Vic (@babypop-phantom)are returning with the help of new recruit Lexx (@lexosaurus) to mod the biggest and baddest fight in the Ghost Zone! Get ready to face your friends, acquaintances, strangers, and enemies in immortal combat an organized shitposting tournament!

So… what the heck is the Phandom Phight Club?

THE SHORT EXPLANATION

It’s basically a Danny Phantom shitposting tournament, involving 64 entrants and 6 total rounds of posts. Rounds are single elimination, leaving one ultimate Phight Club Champion.

This post provides a great backstory as to how the Phight Club came to be!

THE DETAILED EXPLANATION

Please read even if you have participated in previous years as some information has changed!

For Entrants:

Registration begins December 4th at 12am EST

Entrants will be sorted randomly into a single-elimination bracket. This bracket will be posted on December 31st for everyone to view.

ONLY 64 PHIGHTERS CAN ENTER. In past years, spots filled up very rapidly, so we suggest signing up as early as possible!

Please only sign up if you plan to participate in the Phight. We don’t want people taking up slots for people who actually want to compete. If you sign up and decide you do not want to participate, or find out you do not have the time to, please reach out to one of the mods before December 31st and we will remove you from the phight. We will offer up the spot to someone else who would like to participate.

The 2023 Phight™ will take place throughout the month of January. More specific details on the schedule will be included on the January calendar to be released November 26th.

A new round will take place every few days, with a couple “dead days” scheduled for phighters to prepare their shitposts.

Please be sure you’re able to submit your entry on each entry day. Participants will be disqualified if they do not submit an entry by the deadline.

PHIGHTERS WILL CREATE THEIR POSTS ON THEIR OWN BLOGS. This is to ensure that all Phighters get credit for the shitposts they create. Phighters will paste a link to their post in a google submission form that will be released for each round. Phighters may create posts as far in advance as they would like, but submission forms for the next rounds will not open until the results of the previous round have been posted. (It is recommended that even if your post is ready beforehand, you wait to post it to keep each round organized and in case you are eliminated beforehand.)

Submission posts will be reblogged to @phandomphightclub throughout the day submissions are due.

Voters decide the winners of each round. The winners will move onto the next round. The phinal round occurs when only two phighters are left. The semiphinalist phighters will also compete in the phinal round prompt for third place. (If you make it to round 5, you automatically compete in round 6, the phinal round, to determine phinal standings.)

You cannot ask people to vote for you! This may result in disqualification! Try reblogging the voting polls to get people to vote, instead!

Limit of one vote per person. You do not need a tumblr to vote, but the form will require you to be logged into a google account to prevent duplicate votes.

Prizes for winners will be announced if we find people willing to provide them, but no prizes are guaranteed other than bragging rights and certificates for the top 3. Who wouldn't want to brag about winning the Phight?

For Voters:

Voters are crucial to the success of this competition. A poll to vote for the winners of each round will be open the whole day after the submissions are due.

Anyone can vote, whether you are a phighter or a spectator (Technically, you can even vote for yourself, but there should be enough voters that this won’t matter much).

Follow @phandomphightclub for the links to the voting polls.

Other Information:

There is no phight the day of voting.

People will be able to place bets on who will win the Phight. Betting booth information will be released with the January Phight calendar on November 26th.

Round results will be posted on @phandomphightclub after voting ends.

PHIGHT CLUB RULES:

The first rule of phight club is you don’t talk about phight club.

All entries must be SFW (absolutely no sexual content or excessive gore). People who submit this kind of content may be disqualified at the discretion of the mods.

Submissions are meant to be Danny Phantom shitposts, so please don’t worry too much about artistic or writing quality. This competition is meant to be open to anyone who wants to enter, regardless of perceived talent.

No direct personal attacks in your submissions or towards other entrants, please. This phandom is pretty good about this, but just remember to keep it clean, folks. Lighthearted trash talk is allowed; use your best judgment here.

Please do not take losing as a personal attack.

When voting, try to be as unbiased as possible. The submissions will be posted in the poll without the competitor’s name attached in order to help facilitate this.

Competitors are allowed/encouraged to advertise the Phight on their blogs, but please do not ask followers to vote for you specifically. If phighters are found to be asking, bribing, or cheating to gain votes, they may be disqualified at the discretion of the mods.

If you’re confused about anything, don’t hesitate to send an ask to @phandomphightclub.

Don’t eat food off the ground in the Denny’s parking lot. Trust me, please.

Please be patient with us mods as we work to provide the best Phight experience for you. And to those of you who have participated before, please note that this year’s Phight may not be as extravagant as it was in previous years. We are working to streamline our system and smaller side projects are very hard for us to manage on top of everything else. It is also important to note that write-ups of round results will not be as prevalent this year in lieu of our new system. Thank you for your understanding while we navigate these changes, but don’t worry… us mods still have some tricks up our sleeves…

Thank you for your interest in the Phight Club! Order an appetizer at the Denny’s, place your bets, and get ready to watch the greatest Phight this side of the ghost portal!

💚 Mod Tali, Mod Vic, and Mod Lexx

#ppc2023 #phandom phight club #phight club 2023

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spaceyquinn · 2 years

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The lovely @misfit-on-a-journey tagged me for a selfie 💜

I'm a bit of a shy weenie but I'll play along and tag @queenoflightning2 and @safehaven-artemis (no pressure!)

If anyone else wants an excuse to post a selfie, consider yourself tagged!!

#I'm always so flattered when I get tagged in things like this thank you for including me!💜#i tried actually tagging people this time 😅#hello friends 💜 I like your faces and your selfies #lexx's face #selfie #tag chain #alt style #alt girl #bisexual #gwlg #big tiddy goth gf #makeup #lipstick #me #aaaand that's enough tags thank you and goodnight #I posted this so late sorry Mante 😅 I didn't forget about it though!!💜

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glennk56 · 1 year

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David Verrey, British actor. David Verrey’s film career started in 1989, but he only has 34 credits, mostly in TV. He has made appearances in popular TV shows, so his face is familiar. He is also very active in British Theater.

PHOTOS

1. 1993/Feb. Poirot S05;E05.

2. 1999/May. Red Dwarf S08;E08.

3. 2001/Sep. Lexx S04;E09.

4. 2004/Oct. Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason.

5-7 2005/Mar. Doctor Who S01;E04.

8. 2006/May. Ultimate Force S04;E02.

9. 2007/Nov. Law & Order: UK S05;E01.

10. 2012/May. Game of Thrones S02;E06.

11-12. Ripper Street S01;E06.

13. profile photo, circa 2013.

14. 2014. photo from theatrical production of One Man, Two Guvnors.

15-16. 2014/Jun. The Musketeers S01;E01.

17. 2021/Apr. Shadow & Bone S01;E05.

#David Verrey #British Actor #Fat Actor

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goddamnwebcomics · 1 month

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I can not bring myself to read Alien Dice, so tell me. What is Riley like if you keep bringing her up occasionally?

Him.

Riley is to this day the worst character in this blog's history. Let me just quote my Alien Dice review.

Where do I begin with Riley? He is Lexx’s best friend and soul brother, but he has never done one good thing for Lexx or Chel. In his first appearance, he first tries to hit on Chel and then tries to use her to get chicks? After that, we learn that Riley is working for Lexx’s brother Zaile, who hates him, and Riley knows a whole bunch of shit Lexx doesn’t know, which we learn throughout the whole comic, he also knows that LEXX’S MOM WAS ALIVE THE WHOLE TIME. He is the brother of Trasik, the crazy child trafficking psychopath who wants to kill Lexx because she is racist against rishans, and a whole bunch of other siblings AND THEY ALL PLAY. Riley also belittles Lexx and reads his mind by force but doesn’t let Lexx read his mind, victimblames and insults Lisaan for being a slave and a prostitute, drugs both Chel and Lexx in their sleep, calls Chel’s breasts “deformed”, enables his sister’s child trafficking business, the list goes on and on. He is a manipulative piece of shit fucktard that might as well be the main antagonist, because almost all the problems in Lexx’s life are his fault.

Riley only faces his comeuppance once, when Lexx punches him, but we don't get the satisfaction of seeing his punched face. I don't think Tiffany intended him to be so hateable, which makes him even worse. There was only ONE time Riley was reasonable and it was when Lexx was being a green-eyed monster over Keith.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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Sarah and wheezie realizing rafes good mood is actually because of a new woman in his life?

LOVE!

"Rafe, are you blushing?" Wheezie asks as she throws herself down onto the couch beside her brother, eyes desperately trying to peak down at his phone. He shoves her away with a scoff, his wide eyes sending me a desperate look.

"Wheeze-"

"Rafe never blushes let alone shows any sort of positive emotion!" She points out with a huff, folding her arms over her chest. "Right?" She looks to me for agreement but I just shake my head with a shrug. For a second, I think she's going to drop it but instead, Sarah steps into the room with furrowed brows.

"Rafe showing positive emotion instead of fantasizing about homicide? That's new." Sarah claps, falling down beside me on the couch and she wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Who ya texting?" She asks but I'm quick to turn my phone off, my cheeks warming as I duck my gaze to avoid Wheezie and Sarah's interested gaze.

"Okay, weird." Wheezie huffs and I take a deep breath, flashing wide eyes at Rafe as he slips his phone into his pocket, discontinuing our private text conversation that was meant to not be on Sarah's or Wheezie's radar. We're not the best secret keepers.

"Should we just tell them?" I ask Rafe, a small scoff leaving him as he nods his head, looking down at his lap. I address both girls, referencing between Rafe and I before confessing. "Rafe and I have been seeing each other for nearly four months now and you both are blind if you haven't realized it by now-"

"I fucking knew it!" Wheezie cheers, slapping a hand over her mouth as Ward yells 'language' from another part of the house. Sarah's dumbfounded, looking between her brother and I as the pieces in her head fit into place.

"That's why you've been so nice." Sarah nods at Rafe, a small blush dipping down under the collar of his shirt as he sends his sister a small nod in agreement, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck. A sudden look of realization passes across Wheezie's face, her jaw dropping as she reaches out to punch Rafe on the shoulder, a small wince leaving him.

"Oh my god, you're the girl who's been keeping us up for months?!"

Oh god. They heard that?

"Oh god this just got a lot worse." Rafe mutters, burying his face into the nearest pillow and I try desperately to hold in all of my anxious giggles as Sarah and Wheezie go back and forth, recalling awkward moments from the last few months that they're just now piecing together.

@crunchytoenailsyum@glizzymcguirex @beth123lg @melovesmut @rafecameronswhore @ariianelle @write-from-the-heart @vampviolets@haylee-e@popehaywardssecretgf @honee-chai-tea @lokiandbuckywife @smoke-and-fire @officiallyunofficialperson@heyaitsklaudia@rosepetalsparks @bluetreecloud20 @scenesofobx @double-shot-of-tequila @1dluver13xx @colbysbrocks @iamasimpingh0e @smoke-and-fire386 @loveshineslikethesky @id-3-kbro @diorsitgirl @errorfound101-allideasburnedout @neverwillknowme18 @ellyskey @taylors-folk @loversjoy @myaloveee @thyris-is @lagataprrr @aaaaslaaaan @minjix @luvrosee @storytellingwitht @savageneversaw @admiringlove @witxhy-lexx @starlightandfairies

#rafe #rafe x reader #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #au!rafe #au!rafe x reader #the outerbanks #the outerbanks fic #the outerbanks au

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haunted-headset · 4 months

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hey friend! tis me back again hahah

this is gonna sound so random but anyways i was thinking.. reader coming home to hear wilbur shouting away in his room (he’s streaming for once LMAO) and deciding to just chill in the living room/bedroom for a bit. and then when wilbur’s finished and he surprised to see reader and he’s so happy to them and just aah :,) 🫶 and i had the idea of smth like a cozy night in with wilbur?? and i was wondering if u had any thoughts on that or if u wanted to write about it maybe! no pressure at all to do any of that tho <3

i hope ur having a nice dayyy! 💕

💗 You're Back! 💗

a/n: stopppppp this is so cute!! also why did my writing get really good during this

summary: read the ask

contains: excited Wilbur, tired reader, tooth-rotting fluff, pet names, kissing, & silly Haunty shenanigans overall

words: 702

tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot @21-cats-in-a-trenchcoat @strangleetomz (let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged)

At around 5pm, you finally got home after an exhausting day at work. You, of course, loved your job; it was your dream job, after all! Some days were more tiring than others.

You took your shoes off & put them near the door next to Wilbur's scuffed, untied Dr. Martens that had lost their shine years ago, unlike your darling boyfriend, who always seemed to have some sort of lively spark about him that nobody could quite have for themselves, which is rather peculiar, since he writes incredibly heart-wrenching songs nowadays. The shoes were massive compared to yours, almost like a clown's.

In the office, you heard shouting & laughter. You didn't think your boyfriend would be streaming, since he hadn't streamed since October, & he never mentioned any upcoming streams. Maybe he was treating the livestream like he treated Mammalian Sighing Reflex & did it unannounced to surprise people. Not wanting to interrupt him, you walked into the bedroom to take off your work clothes & change into sweatpants & Wilbur's brown hoodie that still had the smell of earthy, soothing cologne & petrichor lingering on the soft fabric. You checked yourself in the mirror. You looked okay, except for the fact that your eyes were drooping & you looked almost like you were going to collapse & fall asleep on the floor if you did any excessive movements. You yawned & stretched your arms above your head, hearing a few cracks & pops as you did such from not cracking anything all day. You then cracked your neck & knuckles, & both of them made loud pop & crack & crunch sounds. You finger-combed through your hair, tugging through the knots while wincing. You looked very dead. Abandoning the rule you made for yourself not to bother Wilbur during streams, you slowly opened the office door just a crack, making sure not to make any loud creaks.

"So, I think that'll be all today, chat!" Wilbur smiled. "Thank you all for coming. I'm so sorry I haven't been streaming as much, I've just got Lovejoy things to do. We're all very busy all the time. Here, let's have you all raid...Philza. Go raid him. Bye, chat!" He clicked the "Stop streaming" button on his PC & sighed. Since his spinny chair was still facing the PC setup, you were able to come around & hug him from behind.

"Hello," you mumbled sleepily. "I'm back."

"Angel! You're back!" Wilbur sprang up from his seat & picked you up & spun you around, causing you to laugh. When he stopped, he sat down on the chair with you in his lap. "How was work, love? Everything go okay at work?"

You shrugged. "It wasn't bad, per se, but it was just exasperating. Nobody was rude or crass to me, but I'm just really tired." Wilbur made a small "ah" sound & nodded.

"Do you want to go cuddle in bed & drink some tea?" Wilbur asked, playing with your fingers. "Do you want to do that? Or we could do something else."

"Tea & cuddles sound nice," you said. Wilbur nodded & picked you up & walked you to the kitchen. He still kept you in his arms while he made tea, softly asking you which tea flavor you preferred & which mug you wanted, or if you even wanted a mug or if you just wanted a glass. You two waited in the kitchen while the tea was being prepared, with Wilbur rocking you back & forth to a symphony only he could hear. When the whistling of the tea kettle echoed through the kitchen, he poured the two mugs of tea & handed you one as he grabbed the other & walked back to the bedroom. He cautiously placed you on the bed to make sure neither of you spilled the tea onto the soft white sheets. When he sat down on the bed, you immediately scooted over to him & cuddled up to him with his arm over your shoulders & your head buried in the crook of his neck. & you two just stayed like that for an uncountable amount of time.

Thank goodness you came back.

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