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xxivletxx · 3 months

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sunset horse riding

#this is based after the Great Basin desert in my home state of Nevada #as someone who was born in Nevada I feel like I have to draw horseback riders under a sunset sky at least once in my life lmao #those clouds took so many years off of my life…#chrobin #fire emblem #chrom fire emblem #fire emblem awakening #fire emblem engage #robin fire emblem #m!chrobin #fire emblem kakusei #fe13 #fire emblem heroes #chrom x robin #male robin #male robin fire emblem #insert brokeback Mountain joke here

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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year

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Y/N, the Ghost Rider, wipes out the entire Bailey family…

Tara: what the-?!

Y/N: them…guilty

Y/N points to the Carpenter sisters

Y/N: you…innocent

Y/N transforms back to a human…

Sam: mmm you…cute

For @deafeningsharkslimeempath

#scream ghostface #scream sam #scream franchise #scream imagine #scream movie #scream #scream fanfic #sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x male reader #sam carpenter imagine #sam carpenter #melissa barrera #ghost rider #horror crossover #crossover

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 4 months

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🐉.Fly High Dragon King | How To Train Your Dragon X Male Reader

The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

Description: Fly High Dragon King | (You are Here) More about you: More about you Prologue: New Home From Across the Sea Chapter 1: Old Friends from the Starry Sky |TBW Chapter 2: The Chieftain's Decision | TBW Chapter 3: My Good Friend and Maybe Yours | TBW Chapter 4: Understanding This Way of Life | TBW Chapter 5: Convincing Her of Sky Bound Beauty | TBW Chapter 6: Lifelong Friends Over War | TBW Chapter 7: The Queen Faces the King | TBW

Growing up with dragons, Y/n became something like one. He didn't have wings or a tail, but he had the scales, teeth, and appetite of one. Not to mention his aging stunted. His body adapted to live with these glorious winged reptiles as he made his home in their nest. He was stuck, at the age of 2, living with these dragons for 10 years. These dragons would try to provide him some education; bringing him books from the vikings boats they had shot down. The dragons all cared for Y/n as their own, and he loved each of them dearly. All dragons knew him as the Dragon King. No dragon would defy him, not even the babies. Y/n would fly with them and would act like them. But after those 10 years, Y/n wanted to explore and figure out what made up vikings and why they would hurt the creatures he cared so much for. With the help of 2 night furies, whom he had befriended over those 10 years, they brought him to an abandoned ship and Y/n had sailed away. After a few months of sailing, his boat crashed into Berk, and he became a part of their community as he tried to understand the reason they killed those he considered family.

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travelingcentaur · 2 months

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Centaur: Night Rider

That feeling when your centaur lover of elven origin has had enough of your nonsense. Your insistence on reading when its that special time of year for his people, and you are insisting on staying in and reading! His annoyance is laid bare as he insists on going out with the moon begins to climb, but you decline in favor of reading your favorite book. Forcing him to be direct as his mother has taught him with troublesome mates.

Resulting in you, still laid on your favorite blanket, suddenly finding his rear hooves slamming down on either side of your shoulders. Startling you to no end before finding your head pinned to the floor by two extremely warm and swollen balls as he squats down on you. Musky and near sticky from the intensity of his natural needs. Each bigger than your chest and weighing just as much as he settles his weight down on you.

Nearly sitting as a dog on your head as he makes a point of taking your shorts off. Unbuckling and sliding off to show he's not a brute as you protest. Only to be silenced by him shifting his rump across your face to have his plump sack pressing against your mouth. Ensuring no further protests as he grips your throbbing member and begins stroking.

Feeling his determination to get you to relieve yourself with his firm practiced strokes. Needing but a few minutes before you spill heavily into his hand for him to loudly drink and lick clean before he gets up. Leaving you breathlessly as he grabs a belly harness you purchased for his birthday the month prior.

Something you immediately regret as he stands over you for a moment with a smile. Then leaning down and sniffing your face for a few moments before kissing you and stripping you of your shirt. Making it far easier for him to slip you into the harness before stepping into the straps and pulling you up.

Nice and taunt against his belly and rump firmly pressed against his sheath. Barely getting everything in place and tightened down properly before you moan with his cock pressing free of his sheath and entering you in one smooth motion. Needing but a few tense pleasure digging moments before you find your favorite blanket wrapped around you.

"Now, we have much time to make up for, most of the herd are already on their seventh releases into their partners. And I still intend on setting the new record with thirty before the first light of dawn!", he proudly says as you jostle and bounce on his swelling cock as he walks out the front door.

Feeling his plump sack bouncing and smacking against your rear with each step as your belly and his becomes warm with your pleasure driven release. Earning a delighted chuckle from him before he sprints off into the field and away from the house. Barely slowing as you cum again with his own balls clenching against your rear. Letting loose a flood you know to be dozens of gallons yet refusing to miss a single step or sway in his gallop.

Racing hard into the night to catch up with his herd, joining them for their games and chases. Sharing in the joyous fun as you speak to the others on their lovers belly as you are, drinking wine brought by the others. Laughing heartily as you do not regret teasing your lover as you had. Joking over who is leaving the bigger and longer trails of seed behind them. And by the peak of the moon he has already caught up and exceeded most others in releases.

A delightful eighteen heavy releases into you with no signs of slowing or stopping as he takes the lead in the next race. Galloping hard and fast with his balls slapping against your ass as its a long one this time. Earning another two releases by the time he reaches the finish, in third place. But no hard feelings are hard as everyone, including him, cheers for the one who came in first.

As the moon reaches high above he proudly declares his count of twenty-seven. Earning a few whistles and cheer as more wine is had before he and everyone gathered hunch over slightly and really begin fucking their belly tied partners. Encouraged by the others to thrust hard and fast into you as your seed has long since soaked through his fur and spilling out around your belly and back. Dripping heavily onto the ground as he cums again and again.

Determined now as he breaks the record of thirty releases and continues without slowing. Leaving you to try and count with difficulty with the pleasure soaking through your numbing mind. Feeling his release blending together with the next till exhaustion finally takes you. Slipping into a intense dream of pleasure that seems to never end.

Waking the next day with a pleasant snap, finding yourself staring at your lovers chest. Taking a few seconds to realize he has not taken you off yet. And... he's cooking breakfast.

"Fret not dear, its tradition for one to keep their partner on them for the weeks leading up to the full moon. To ensure proper bonding and show of love between two men such as ourselves. And for those with woman as their lovers, to ensure their seed takes.", he says with pleased tones.

Barely finishing before you feel his balls tense once more with a fresh filling of warmth. Only to frown up to him as you point out he's the one who is going to be scrubbing the floors clean, not you.

#nsft monster #monsterfucker #monster lover #monster boyfriend #male monster #terato #tetrophilia #fantasy #monster breeding #nsft centaur #Belly rider #centaur x human #Male Centaur x Male

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imvgeswrestling · 1 month

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#death riders #jon moxley #shota umino #njpw #backstage #no action #wrestling #ppv show #forbidden door #male #tag teams #*mine

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thesmartartslibrary · 3 months

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#dragons #fantasy #male #warrior #rider #dragon rider #flight #2310 #The SmartArts Library #shv3

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xyzbud · 1 year

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Tangled’s Flynn Rider is having “difficulties” while on the run. What do you think happened to him? 😳

Full sequence on Twitter!

PATREON | TWITTER | INSTAGRAM

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whosagodnow · 7 months

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#hot guy #college bro #hot jeans #male hottie #perfect boyfriend #subway rider #delectable

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ornii · 4 months

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—They will be Loved—

So after finishing the Multiverse of Madness film, I had an idea of a story where the reader is the Widow of Black Widow (see what I did there?) and is also the spirit of Vengeance because Ghost Rider needs an R-Rated MCU Film, and shares his grief with an also grieving Wanda.

Strange Had requested help with a “little” issue as he called it, little being an absolute lie since it’s dealing with the god damn multiverse, but you relented and agreed. It’s been, lonely since Nat left and the avengers are gone, it’ll be nice to at least get out of the house.

You rode down the countryside, the hum of your chopper in your ears and the wind on your face, you went to the orchad of Mrs Maximoff. it was often you did the dirty work of others. This one, was personal though. Wanda did some things many would consider simply evil, but it’s not always so cut and dry with things like this. The white petal orchard trees lined the side of the road and nearing her home, a voice of pure evil calls from the back of your head like a speaker.

“I sense immense magic here..” the Spirit of Vengeance, my others self you could say, was speaking to you

“Yeah, I felt it too..” You replied, I saw from the corner of my eye a woman grafting the orchard. You slowly came to a halt and halted your bike and kicked up the stand. Stepping off, you approached her, the warm scent of apple and grass felt so, human. And you haven’t felt human in a long time.

You get behind her, and she obviously senses your presence.

“Apples, right?” You ask, trying to break the ice with your old friend. “Nat would have loved it..” you start.

“Eventually.” Wanda replies in Jest, she turns to face you and you can see that her beauty hasn’t changed at all. Those beautiful eyes hold so much grief behind them. You nod, “It’s almost to good to be true, you know?” You say, trying to hint at Wanda.

“It's all very real. Thanks. I put the magic behind me.” She said to you, she walks off to continue pruning limbs and you casually follow her, “Well, I knew sooner or later you'd... show up, wanting to discuss what happened at WestView. I made mistakes, and people were hurt.” She said, the pain in her eyes, her power was neatly unmatched, and that lead to catastrophic consequences.

“I'm not here to talk about WestView Wanda.” You say.

“Then what are you here for?”

“Strange, needs your help.” You start.

“With what?” She inquired, you rubbed your chin trying to think of a way to explain. “You, ever come across the concept of, the Multiverse?” You said, Wanda didn’t look as confused as you thought she would.

“The Multiverse. Vis had his theories. He believed it was real. And, dangerous.” She drops the limbs into a crate and then gives her full attention to you.

“Well, he was right about that. From what he told me, he found a girl who can somehow travel across it but she's being pursued.” You say.

“Pursued by who?”

“Some kind of demon. From what strange told me, I’d go with Underworld Deity, a Trickster wouldn’t try to take her by force but trick her into giving her soul or powers away. Strange is ready to defend her, and we could use another Avenger.” You offer, trying to get a smile out of Wanda, she gives you a sad one.

“There are other Avengers, (Y/n).”

“Yeah but, it’s not really the same, besides between Clint, A Teenager webslinger, and …Whatever I am. We’re the best line of defense for her.” You explain, and Wanda poses a question.

“What if you brought America here?” She asks.

“Here?” You reply? And the spirit in your head also picks it up.

“She knows the name of America Chavez…”

“Yeah, she’s been stalking her..” you think, and Wanda goes on.

“Yeah. I know what it's like. To be on your own, hunted for abilities you never wanted. I can protect her.” She explains, you continue to look at Wanda, not saying anything as she realizes her slip up.

“..You never told me her name, did you?” She asks, now realizing she’s been had.

“No. No, I didn't.” You reply, Wanda sighs, and looks around. “You know, the Hex was the easy part. The lying, not so much.”

Wanda calmly moves her hand, which dispels the illusion and reveals the truly hellish world she’s been on, it’s blood red, mixed with such evil darkenss, no life, no trees, no happy little farm. And what stood there for you, was a Book. The, Book.

“The Darkhold.” You felt its eternal power reach out to you, ready to swallow you whole. You fight its call of power and hear Wanda.

“You've heard of the Darkhold?” She asks you, turning your eyes to her, you see her dawned not in regular civilian clothes, but that of the Scarlet Witch.

“it's the Book of the Damned. And that it corrupts everything and everyone that it touches. The Way Chthon intended it, it shows you falsehoods and a sense of power you will never control.”

“The Darkhold only showed me the truth. Everything I lost... can be mine again.” She said, somehow believing her own lies, you shook your head in disbelief, that Wanda would go so, far.

“What do you want with America? And What do you want with the Multiverse?” You demand, and she gives up her plan.

“I'm going to leave this reality, and go to one where I can be with my children.” She said, but you calmly countered.

“Wanda, your children aren't real. They were made from magic.”

“That's what every mother does. If you knew... there was a universe, where you were happy, happy with Natasha, with a family, wouldn't you wanna go there?” She asks you, and admittedly, she’s right. A simple life on the countryside, away from the Spy games and Occult evil, a world where you’re happy. Your anger slowly transformed into melancholic empathy, you frowned softly to Wanda.

“You know… Nat couldn’t have kids, so we considered adopting. It was the last thing we talked about. She really would have loved any child we had. I know it can’t compare to you and Viz though. It’s not enough that, In Many other universes, they’ll be loved?” You ask, Wanda’s walls come down for a moment and you saw the real Her. A grieving mother and widow. A tear comes down her eye, and she couldn’t reply.

“You’re right, I would love a world where I can be happy with Nat, love her, hold her… but in order to do that I’d have to kill a version of myself that’s happy. I can’t do that, I can’t kill a version of myself for my own happiness. If I did that, would I even deserve to be happy? Would you kill a version of yourself that’s happy because you’re not?” You reply. Just for a moment you saw Wanda’s eyes have a hint of remorse in them. “Wanda, what you plan do to will cause irreparable damage to our universe and the one you intended to murder and implant yourself inside, if you try to child's power, she won't survive.” You warn her, but it seems she unfortunately stuck in a fusion of corruption and grief.

“I don't relish hurting anyone, (Y/n). But she's not a child. She's a supernatural being. Such raw power could wreak havoc on this, and other worlds. Her sacrifice would be for the greater good.” She said, still trying to justify this absolutely diabolical behavior.

“You’re starting to sound just like Him, the same man who killed Vision and half of the universe.” You shake you Head, turning away from her to walk away.

“Strange killed half of the universe When he gave Thanos the Time Stone.” She retorts back to you. You halt in your steps and slowly turn back to her.

“He breaks the rules and becomes a hero. I do it and I become the enemy. That doesn't seem fair.” She replies, You Storm over, frustration coming to a boil, she could see it, the red burning flame in your eyes, the Ghost Rider.

“That was different, Strange gave Thanos the stone because it’s the only way in Fourteen Million outcomes that we beat Thanos. You want it to bring back children that don’t exist for you, Strange was Selfless, you’re just Selfish.” The venom in your words, they haunt Wanda, the growing disconnect between her and reality was apparent.. she shook off your threat.

“Return to Kamar-Taj, and prepare to hand over America Chavez by sundown. Peacefully. After that... You'll never see me again.” She bargains.

“And if I refuse?” You ask, and her sinister aura changes.

“Then it won’t be Wanda who comes for her, it will be the Scarlet Witch.” With those haunting words, she turns to walk away, you felt a blend of anger, sadness, grief all your own.

“Wanda..” you say, she stood still but didn’t turn to face you.

“I… I Miss the people that we used to be..” you say. Wanda gives a shaky sigh, you can hear her trying not to break down into tears.

“.. So do I Pral..” she mutters before leaving, as much as it tore you apart, as much as you hated it. This, could only end one way.

#male reader #wanda maximoff x male reader #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda marvel #wanda maximoff #wanda fanfic #wandavision #wanda x y/n #ghost rider #marvel #wanda x male reader #angst #wanda angst #Ornii

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dragon-inc · 1 month

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#dragons #fantasy #male #warrior #rider #dragon rider #swords #flight

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fandomnerd9602 · 10 months

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Hello, hope you’re doing good.

could you do an male ghost rider reader x sam carpenter, where reader in ghost rider form points to sam ‘not guilty’ and then to richie and amber and says ‘guilty’ before he drags Them to hell.

tara: that you’re boyfriend?

sam: yep

tara: cool

Or something like that

Y/N, the Ghost Rider, wraps chains around Richie and Amber...

Y/N: guilty!

He throws the chains down into the underworld. The two Ghostfaces are dragged straight down...

Sam: thanks baby

Y/N: no problem. it was a pleasure meeting you Tara

Y/N rides off on his fiery motorcycle...

Tara: that was your boyfriend?

Sam: oh yeah. he's a great cook too.

Tara: marry him

#scream franchise #scream fanfic #scream ghostface #scream movie #scream #ghost rider #ghostface #sam carpenter #sam carpenter x male reader #sam carpenter imagine #sam carpenter x reader #melissa barrera #horror #horror crossover #tara carpenter #jenna ortega

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cascare-neituoi-occhi · 2 years

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Mi viene un po’ da piangere, un po’ da ridere, un po’ da vomitare.

#cascareneituoiocchi #tumblr #tumblr italia #italia #napoli #tumblr napoli #naples #italy #persone #piangere #ridere #vomitare #stare male #tristezza #sola #tumblr lgbt #lgbt napoli

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mostro-rotto · 2 months

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Il mio terapeuta mi ha detto: "La ragione per cui ridi e fai battute sul tuo trauma invece di piangere è perché hai insegnato a te stesso a invalidare i tuoi sentimenti in modo che non faccia male".