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sky-kiss · 5 months
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I’m prompting you for ascended fiend Raphael. The scenario is your oyster but I vote for deliciously sinful and nasty. 😈
But if not that one, I do have a prompt idea of Tav saving Raphael (and Haarlep) from an assassination attempt in his boudoir and whatever shenanigans/reactions you’d want to explore. 😂
A/N: I have a few other nasty prompts for the Ascended Lad, so let’s (attempt to) ASSASSINATE THE BOYS. I made it silly. The lads were having a good time. I’m sorry.
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R/T/H: 18+: Assassins are so five minutes ago, darling.
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"Heroism" is the last thing on Tav's mind as she storms through the House of Hope. "Annoyed" is high on her emotional list, falling just shy of "murderous" and "sexually frustrated." And while these states of emotional flux were often confusing, she has the rare and dubious pleasure of knowing the exact source of her woes. 
Raphael, by way of Haarlep. The Hero of Baldur's Gate chews the inside of her cheek hard enough that it might draw blood. It's still early morning back in Faerun, too early for breakfast, which has not dissuaded Raphael a lick. He's been eating for hours, the little shit. He is never so overtly generous, not without a contract on the table, and so Tav knows it's a deliberate play. He wants her attention; he's too proud to ask so…
…Haarlep. She didn't need to see them or ask for confirmation to know it had been their idea. The incubus had pitched it with a smile on their face and a song in their heart. 
Unsurprisingly, the boudoir's barrier does not stop her. The magic washes over her like an old friend, a touch oily, intimate like a caress. The second she crosses the threshold, the pleasure shifts. Raphael presses his tongue flat against her clit, warm, static pressure. The fingers in her cunt still, an agonizing stretch promising such pleasure if she can ride the wave a little higher. 
"Master, oh, Master, please…" Haarlep cries. It's Tav's voice- wrecked, breathy, and close to sobbing. It's an obvious exaggeration. These situations always inspire Haarlep. A voice in her head, eternally practical and sounding like Jaheira, says she should feel offended by this indignity. 
The problem is she can feel how it affects Raphael. The way his hand tightens on her hip. He shifts against the mattress, grinding his hips down, suckles at her clit. All the strength threatens to leave her knees as Haarlep comes apart, gushing over the cambion's face. 
Well, good for them. 
But back to the "heroism" section of our narrative. 
The fact of the matter is it all comes down to luck. Haarlep's orgasm is intense enough to stop her cold. Those few minutes are why she's lingering in the foyer instead of standing by the foot of the bed. It's the reason she sees the shimmering figure slip in through the window, little more than a few flickering dust motes. Tav frowns, summoning enough presence of mind to focus on the intruder and not the sensation of her doppelganger sinking on a perfectly lovely cock.  
The stranger makes a critical mistake: they hesitate, knife raised above their head. Cold iron or not, she can't think of a less effective assassination attempt. That points to an irritated debtor rather than a competitor in the Infernal Courts. Tav crashes into the would-be assassin. The impact sends them sprawling. 
Fucking Haarlep never even stutters, riding the Archduke with a practiced, effortless grace Tav would admire under less pressing circumstances. She clears her throat. 
"Oh, we heard you, little thief." Haarlep opens their eyes long enough to wink, palming their breasts. Tav glares. The incubus pinches their nipple in response, hard enough to leave Tav shifting. "Nearly finished with that?" 
"With the assassin?"
Raphael chuckles. The low rumbling sound makes her shiver. It's gratifying to know the feeling is mutual; Haarlep's cunt clenches, pace stuttering briefly. The incubus grumbles something in Infernal before resuming a more leisurely pace. "We appear to be in danger, Haarlep. Were you aware?" 
"Such danger. Whatever would we have done without our stalwart protector?" 
The cambion smiles. Handsome, so fucking gorgeous. The assassin twitches under Tav, still clearly present. No matter what the devils would like to pretend. "How should we repay her for this kindness?" 
"The assassin, Raphael!" 
He frowns. The devil pats Haarlep's hip, stilling them. He snaps his fingers, and the assassin vanishes in a shimmering veil of hellfire. Off to languish in his dungeon, no doubt. "There, pet. Are you content now? Can you be civil?" The absurdity of the statement leaves her sputtering. Raphael looks at her, brow furrowing, confused and irritated. "Well, what are you doing down there? Or will I have to make it an invitation?" 
"Someone tried to kill you." 
Haarlep laughs. "Old news. Why linger? We'd far prefer guiding you to a little death, sweetling." 
"Come, mouse." 
And she hates it. She hates the abuse of power, hates their dismissiveness…
…hates that she's rolling her eyes and crawling into bed to join them. 
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swiftietartt · 5 months
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BROOM PEOPLE — THE MOUNTAIN GOATS
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miraculous-romance · 1 year
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You know what's magical about MariChat? It makes no sense... except for them.
For Marinette, she has been locking down her feelings for Chat Noir for way too long due to her fear of making Chat Blanc a reality and blaming her love life in general for letting Monarch steal the miraculouses.
For Chat Noir, he has been in denial since the beginning, not even knowing what love felt like. Only after their accidental kiss in the museum was he finally able to acknowledge his feelings for Marinette.
In hindsight, they are completely blind as to why the other person likes them - moreover, they do not care. They see the desire in their eyes, like they have been wanting this to happen for the longest time. That's all that they ever wanted, to love each other for a few moments without any distraction.
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orangetangyorka · 2 years
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I emerge from my trashcan, back to the world of Tumblr. To give you an important message.
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These two are 100% gay coded.
I'll take no further questions /lh
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squidkid15 · 8 months
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I really should make a whump side blog
And then I'll forget about it
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lab-trash · 1 year
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Remember that time Kaz thrust his hips while Chase was on his knees? And people still say they're not gay? (/hj)
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Gif provided by @neurodivenport
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your-pal-nebula · 1 month
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I have a wonderfully bad idea
Wings of Fire: A Guide to the Dragon World
But instead it's
WordGirl: A Guide to the Fair City World
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vesta-knows-besta · 2 years
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i actually think it’s so mean that murdoch mysteries introduced milo strange as a new love interest for watts and then dropping him in favour of jack walker again :(
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psycholuvrgirl · 11 months
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guys i swear i'm working on sweets but i found a major plothole in the story and i refuse to ignore it so... it's taking a while... i'm sorry
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thebibutterflyao3 · 1 year
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I tried to write a Jegulus fic that is truly enemies to lovers and I don’t think I can do it. I made it to Chapter Two before James (it’s me, the problem is me) completely fell apart simping over Regulus. 🤦‍♀️
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an-eala-bhan · 1 year
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Me: I’m gonna write about something other than matchablossom
Also me: *only writes matchablossom*
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acepalindrome · 5 months
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ewingstan · 2 years
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Pact Spoilers. Also Sorry
So. Blake Thorburn. Blonde guy whose actually a remnant of someone else. Themes of having to deal with the fact that they’re now more a purpose than a person. Increasingly loses his original self as he transforms in stranger and stranger ways. Has a colder “sibling” he’s related to through esoteric means, who has an interest in working with dark powers and lets themselves be taken over by sinister forces. Fights with a broken sword, has a bird motif and eventually gets wings.
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Someone tell me I’m wrong please this can’t be right—
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"Quixis can change the ending?"
Yo. I fucking. Mmmmmmmm. Have I ever said that I have a theory-
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cheolhub · 1 year
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loser soobin w a big dick and his bimbo gf 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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european culture is borrowing an english, german, norwegian and croatian book and the lady looking at you only slightly weird
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