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earl-grey-love · 1 month
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Studying for my college entrance exam next week. Let's hope I do good on the day ✌️
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sansaissteel · 2 years
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Aemond and Sansa
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You have created a monster
This fanfiction is now my favorite time travel fic
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hues-of-purple · 2 years
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I works die for chocolate. That’s it. That’s the post
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tojisun · 1 month
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the way you wrote simon “my cock is too big it won’t fit” riley was jaw dropping, eye-rolling, and heavenly!!!
I’m imagining Simon who finally puts it in and is even more desperate than reader (cue male whimpering audio)
awww thank u so much!! i had such intense need that i bonked my head n went, “yup. this is the horny thought for the day” <333
oh but he was always soooooo desperate, even more so than the reader!! especially before they finally fucked!!!
thinking about the way he fucks his fist every night after your date ends :((
while you were at your home, stuffing your hole with your fingers (and toys, really—your eyes having devoured the chub underneath simon’s pants every time you two would sit close together, snuggled as you watched a movie, before rushing home and putting in on an order for toys because god do you need one. or four…), simon was locked in his room, messily fisting his cock.
there is too much lube, and it is staining his boxers and his pants because he was too horny to even strip properly. he bites down his moans, hesitant to let them out even when he is alone at his safe house, his eyes pressed close as he imagines the way he'll take you: on your knees while he pinches your nipples, flicking the buds with the blunt ends of his nails, or on your back with your legs folded to your chest because there is no way in hell that simon's not going to breed you.
it's that thought that always makes him cum, rumbled groans pouring out like rippling water.
“jesus,” he murmurs as he stares at his cum-stained palm, mind running at the way you clenched-and-unclenched your legs during dinner—something, he notes, was happening more often. “this is torture.”
(simon has always known how you look good in your own desperation, ragged in the way you stare up at him with furrowed eyes and lips jutted into a pout, but there was something different then. it was charged. primal. and simon realized how the ache must have peaked for you.
good, simon thought. i need you just as much.)
he slid two fingers in your twitching hole, relishing in your stuttered moans at the ease of their plunge. the wet squelch made his cock jump, thumping against his thigh, but he wasn’t done.
it wasn’t enough.
(simon has had countless partners before you, just like you had others before him.
you told him of the dissatisfaction, how cocks only ever breached your walls for the pleasure of the body it was attached to and never for your own. you told him of your elation that bubbled into sputtering disappointment because they never knew how to coax an orgasm from you with just their cock. you told him of the accidental orgasms, those that they cannot recreate because it wasn’t intended. sure, you told him of their wonderful fingers or mouths, of their robust laps you were grinding on during those days when sex is more foreplay than the penetration, but it wasn’t what you ached for.
you told him all of this, in return, simon told you the others who could never really fit him. the others who tried but they were never really interested in the preparation. the others who could only take half of his length, hissing when an inch slides in even when it shouldn’t.
“impatient,” simon murmured when you asked why his ex-partners couldn’t fit him.
“and they don’t have that…” he trailed off, tongue heavy in his mouth.
“they don’t have what?” you prodded, blinking at him all so darlingly, your blood buzzed with alcohol.
“they don’t have that masochistic streak,” simon replied, voice gentle. testing.
your only reaction was a quiet gasp, heavy eyes widening a fraction as the words settled in. he watched as you began fidgeting, throat bobbing at your dry swallow.
that was all simon needed to know you are made for him—soul and body.)
the moment your greedy hole managed to gobble all of his four fingers was when simon knew you were ready. he flicked his eyes away from your dripping slit and watched as you laid on the bed twitching, your eyes red from your tears, your skin dotted with sweat.
you looked like a beautiful, hot mess and simon was ready to engulf you whole.
simon slots himself between your legs, fist warm around his flushed cock. your glazed eyes focus on him, watching with open-mouthed gasps, and simon coos, unable to stop himself.
“ready f’r me, pup?” he asks, tapping the head of his cock against your sensitive sex.
it makes you keen, hips squirming, mussing up the already soiled sheets. simon chuckles, heat filling his cheeks, and taps it once, twice, three more times before finally lining the leaking head of his cock against your twitching hole.
the slow press in makes you two moan, bodies locking at the explosion of ecstasy that fills up your senses. overwhelming pleasure quickly razes through him, overtaking his sanity as the wet squeeze of your walls grips him deliciously.
he buckles, muscles liquifying, and the dizzying euphoria makes him stumble. he slips, his cock sliding in deeper, breaching further—
simon whimpers, unable to stop himself as unadulterated bliss grips him. he couldn’t help it: he sinks all of himself in you, your walls not even protesting as they swallowed him in, hungry in the way you are all filled up by him.
“si-!” he hears your delirious squeal, the rumble of your voice scratching into a ragged echo, and simon—
simon gurgles a response.
his mind has been zapped by the peaking high, rendering him unable to string coherent thoughts as all of his synapses sing nothing but the enveloping pleasure, running him on overdrive.
simon feels like he is being devoured. like he is stripped into nothing but his sensitive spots.
“t-too good,” he mewls. “pup, s’too good–”
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why can’t you see?? you belong with meee
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lily thinks she’s in love with james.
she also thinks mary and james are dating.
she doesn’t know that mary and james had gotten closer bc she’d found him snogging the school’s volleyball team libero (regulus black) behind the bleachers.
(i might write this)
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sweetlullabyebye · 4 months
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Characters that are absolute lovesick disasters but also brutal killers are... definitely something
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done-with-the-shit · 3 months
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Valentine's Day special~
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Lucifer Morningstar x GN/Reader
Fluff<3
You seem to have forgotten that it's Valentine's Day, but he hasn't.
Note: I just thought of this in the middle of my history class, so it's short af (469 words), and I apologize for any mistakes since English is not my first language😅
It was past midnight as you made your way through the dark hallway towards your room. It was another exhausting day of work, filled with lots of meetings and tons of paperwork. And as always, there was nothing you wanted more than to lay in bed and drift off to the world of dreams.. However, you felt like you were forgetting something, not just then but throughout the whole day.
As you were lost in thought, you didn't realize when you arrived in front of your room. What caught you off guard, however, was how the door was slightly agapped. Preparing for the worst, you slowly entered the room, looking around cautiously. The room was dark, the only light coming from the moon as it helped you see a figure sitting on the chair near your bed. Upon getting closer, you finally managed to fully see who the intruder was.. Your eyes widened as you looked at his peacefully sleeping self. "Luci?", you said quietly. Was he waiting for you? Why didn't he just call you? So many questions popped up in your head, but they were quickly pushed aside as you took a closer look at him. He was holding something.. it was one of his rubber ducks, but that one was slightly different. It was holding a small red heart with the words 'I love you!" written on it. 
And then it clicked.. it was Valentine's Day. "Oh no.. I completely forgot!", you almost shouted as your gaze shifted from the little duck to the peacefully sleeping man in front of you. 
You gently caressed his face as you felt him nuzzling into the warmth of your hand. His eyes slowly opened as he sleepily looked towards you. It took him some time to realize your presence, but when he did, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face. "N/n!", he exclaimed excitedly as he practically jumped from the chair and embraced you. "Happy Valentine's Day, love!", he told you as he put the duck in your hands.
"Thank you, Luci.. you shouldn't have, though..", you felt awful for forgetting such a thing. And knowing that he waited for you for who knows how long, just so he can give you his gift, wasn't making it any better. "I'm sorry.. but I haven't gotten you anything. I‐", he cut you off by closing the distance between the two of you, his soft lips shushing you and your worries.
"You being with me is enough.. it's the best gift I could get, truly!", he resured you after ending the kiss, his eyes filled with love and affection as they looked at you.
You couldn't help but smile at him. He was so sweet, so caring.. It made you wonder what you did to deserve him.
>>MORE OF MY WORKS<<
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hellaephemeral · 2 years
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glassiskies · 4 months
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Aziraphale expressions 😇
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emikomusubi · 1 year
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the xenk/edgin dynamic is hilarious bc xenk is like edgin🥰i have the utmost faith in you and your oath to me🥰i will gladly save your life and explicitly trust you to do the same🥰it brings me great joy to see you reawaken as the harper you are meant to be 🥰 here take my hand🥰 and edgin is like Fuck U. *takes hand*
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spocks-kaathyra · 10 months
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me giggling twirling my hair kicking my feet when something completely unremarkable happens in a star trek show
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kyouka-supremacy · 4 months
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Alright what's up with the last two Hoshikawa arts and Akutagawa and Chuuya wearing hats that are suspiciously similar to the Hunting Dogs one
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litafan4ever · 6 months
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Raphael (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles): In Animation (1987 - Present)
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captainsavre · 2 months
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Maya and Carina || Station 19 - Season 7 Official Trailer
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toadallytickles · 2 months
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The Dom taking you out shopping for you to help them pick out paintbrushes, feathers.. and an electric toothbrush. 😵‍💫
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