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telestoapologist · 7 days
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Glint: Remember, you haven’t spoken to him in a long time, so just keep it light and casual! You can use our conversation starters if you get in trouble. :)
Young Wolf: 👍
Crow: Light and casual, got it… (exhales) Thanks, guys.
Crow, gay panicking: I’M GOING INTO LABOR
Jolyon: ?!?!?
Glint: HE’S PULLING THE PREGNANCY CARD THIS EARLY??
Young Wolf, observing through binoculars: If he u-turns the topic back to supply runs we might clutch this.
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catboyazem · 2 years
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do you know which side you're on?
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pedanticauspice · 2 years
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elusivexx · 1 year
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✧more cat✧
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hellkitten813 · 2 years
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This has to be one of my favorite pieces of art.
https://twitter.com/Kathi_Langley
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baede-6 · 6 months
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If Glint isn't talking in your Lost Sector, I borrowed him. If Crow asks where he is, tell him I borrowed him because he's too precious and I needed some Seratonin.
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vaporwave-girlfriend · 8 months
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upon reading glint lore i have come to the conclusion: he's just a little guy your honor
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azmodeusart · 1 year
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Made this Crow piece awhile ago as my 2nd ever Destiny piece.
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br-uwu-cewayne · 2 years
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I'm a simple bitch, i think about an exhausted middle aged man who typically dresses in decent but inexpensive and fairly conservative "professional" clothing, habitually wearing a slim gold chain and an old stretched out white ribbed tank underneath his cheap suit, and i lose my fucking mind
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myname-isnia · 8 months
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Zoned out in literature and imagined an entire Kuviren smut scene and I don't know how I'll manage another lesson and then the tram ride home with it at the forefront of my mind
#kuviren#concept is such:#suiren has a bad day with resurfacing trauma and general overstimulation#kuvira tried to talk to her but suiren tells her to fuck off in no uncertain terms#unfortunately kuvira's too stubborn and cares too much to leave it be and pushes#also yeah it's established relationship at that point#eventually suiren confesses that she keeps hearing Haya's voice in her head calling her a curse and a worthless good for nothing#kuvira comforts her and then offwrs to help her with a distraction to get her out of her head#she's got a glint in her eyes. suiren is only half into is bc she's tired but agrees anyway#and the idea is that it's after they leave the anarchist commune hiding out in the mountains and forge their own path#so i guess after the gears of revolution were put in place too. but that's half relevant#point is. wherever they are now there's a floor length mirror in the room. kuvira takes suiren by the hand and leads her to it#slowly she runs her hands over her body showering her with flowing praise. telling her how beautiful she is#suiren's wearing an oversized shirt as a night gown. kuvira easily pulls it down to below her chest#and i don't think tumblr will like me continuing to describe what happens after that in detail#but the gist is that suiren is made to watch herself be absolutely done in so she can see that kuvira's praise aren't just empty words#playing with blades and edging are involved too#and eventually suiren can't think of anything else so mission completed#she finishes long and hard and looks stunning in the afterglow#kinda wanna actually write it ngl
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heartofspells · 2 years
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Whoops?? Did you just send me a list of the most terrible, painful phrases and say whoops????
This is not okay. You know me too well. I think we need to take a break, Britt. Like a month. A week. Maybe just a day, or half of one. You know what, let's just both try to get some sleep and that space of time should be sufficient enough.
You've no idea (or maybe you do??) how much I want to take all these and put them into one large thing. And I could. I very easily could. Buuuuut
"No, stop. Just stop. I don't know what you're saying. I don't think you know what you're saying."
"Don't tell me what's in my own head, Remus," snarls Sirius, pacing the length of their small sitting room now. "I live with it. I know."
Remus stumbles over his words, eyes tracking the other man, his movements jerky, spasmic as he storms, feet pounding against the floor, a negative charge ready to spark and explode. "I know I haven't been here lately," he tries, struggling for something to latch onto, some explanation. "The Order, Dumbledore's missions and secrecy, it's terrible, but we're fighting a war, Sirius. Sometimes we have to make sacrifices to keep moving forward."
Sirius stops, flint eyes locking on Remus. "Sacrifices?" he snaps. "That's what you call this, call me? A sacrifice? For what? The greater fucking good, like Albus is always spouting?" Sirius throws his head back with a manic burst of harsh laughter that sends a chill down Remus' spine. "This isn't sacrifice, Remus. This is separation. It's a fucking canyon in the pit of the earth. Every time I see you, I feel more alone. Every time I wake up, I'm reaching for you but you're never there anymore."
"Just say it then," mutters Remus, something inside him finally deflating, giving up that ghost, that fight, that things he's been clinging to for months now, everything slowly slipping through his fingertips. "Just say it, Sirius."
Sirius stops in the middle of the floor, staring at Remus with hollow eyes, a gaze that hasn't been full of that fire Remus had once known so well for nearly a year now. "You're not enough anymore," he says bluntly.
Remus releases his own harsh burst of laughter, a dark-tinged sound in the growing space between them. "Did you have to be so honest?" he mumbles to the floor with a tone of bitter amusement. His face scrunches a little, but he fights it back, replaces that mask he's grown so accustomed to using. "I still need you."
"No one needs me."
The words hit Remus in the chest like a club, a violent swing. "That's not true," he denies in a whisper. "That's never been true. I've always needed you."
"It's true for me," responds Sirius, eyes still latched on Remus.
"So that's it then," says Remus, no question in his voice, able to see in Sirius' gaze the truth of it all. "This is what you want."
Sirius' face wobbles a bit before it smooths out, nearly every line disappearing. "What I want is my life back."
Remus nods slowly, something inside him snapping. "Good luck with that," he utters.
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arcenergy · 2 years
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☕️Crow should get a 300 purple nurple, 69 atomic wedgie, & 25 swirlies for changing Pulled Pork’s name to Gary or Hank or Whatever
^^^^^^^^^^^ THIS . WE COULDVE HAD IT ALL
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ramonathinks · 7 months
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nanami drabble based on this (minors do not interact)
your sweet boyfriend nanami isn’t that old. but when he hears you say, “i want you to fuck me like a whore.” he gulps and almost spits out his drink.
“you want me to what?” he’s bouncing his leg and pulling you close against his chest to hear you say it again.
“i want you to fuck me.”
“don’t i always?” he chuckles, but the glint in your eyes are still there and a deep pout on your lips. “we always—”
“we make love. we have sex. but… i want you to fuck me. i want it rough and dirty—"
“do you know what you’re asking of me? i can’t… why would i want to be rough with my delicate baby, hm?”
“you can be rough with me and still show how much you love me… i love making love with you, but tonight i want you to just let loose and not so responsible,”
he thinks it over all night before he actually makes his way to bed. swallowing hard and his palms shaking. he’s never had this to be requested of him.
but when he sees you… naked and spread for him, he’s no longer thinking like the sweet man you know.
he’s flipping you over quickly and putting a hand over your mouth as he slips inside of you, no foreplay, just thrusting. a pinch of pain and your muffled voice making his eyes go hazy, his hips with a kind of their own as he pounds inside of you.
kissing and biting up and down your neck, he whispers words he never thought to urge, “you like when daddy fucks you? when i show you how this is mine?”
pushing your back down he continues, feeling you squeezing around him. tears streaming down your face and your eyes rolling back, “thought you wanted this? now you can’t speak? talk to daddy.”
but the only talking he can hear is the squishy sounds echoing off the walls as he fills your cunt, the fast thrashing of skin slapping together. “n-nanami—ah!”
your hands are pushing him away but he’s rubbing eagerly at your clit. “just a breakkkkk!”
“nuh uh. gonna break this pussy in, show her the new me.” your legs are shaking as he does a devilish smile, thrusting inside of you again
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chuluoyi · 4 months
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✎ curiosity
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- gojo satoru x reader
when gojo is found out by his own son during your nighttime activities
genre: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact! crack, fluff, dad!gojo
note: based on a fun suggestion by anon! and it’s been sooo long in my drafts🤧 anyways gojo in phantom parade game is so otome-coded, look at his innocent face!—that's how he's going to be while explaining this to his son
a part of gojo's love entries
series masterlist | oneshot masterlist
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"Nghh—Satoru... ah!" you mewled, breathless, right after the third time he made you cum on his fingers alone.
Gods, even with one kid already running around, Satoru never stopped acting like he desired you like when you were still newlyweds. The glint in his eyes never dulled—always smirking at you as if you were the prey, as he licked his fingers with a wicked smile.
"Ah, sweets, are you ready to take me in now?" he cooed in your ear. Really, he was at his limit, seeing how he brought pleasure to you as you writhed under him made him this close to becoming undone too.
With your nod of approval, he wasted no time. He gripped your hips, and swiftly slid his thick cock between your folds. As he sank into you—making himself fit, you accidentally let out a loud moan.
“So pretty,” Satoru groaned through clenched teeth, marveling at your scrunched face, feeling how your legs wrapped around his waist in compliance. “Still so tight for me...”
And the way you squeezed your eyes shut right before he started to pound into you made him finally lose it, as he hotly grunted in that raw, almost feral voice—
“All mine.”
With each thrust, you quite literally squealed. Seems like you were sensitive at this time of the month, because your senses were heightened and you couldn't help the nasty moans leaving your lips. The sensation of him repeatedly slamming his hips against you turned you into a crying mess, and had you totally forgetting that your toddler was sleeping just next door.
And when his climax exploded within you with one last powerful thrust, his hot cum spurting hard, stuffing you to the brim and painting your womb white— you clawed at him, tugged him closer to your breasts as a mix of scream and moan of his name escaped your lips, trembling at the depth to which he was burying himself inside you.
You were panting, totally spent, sensing the familiar way of his cum trickling down your thighs. And at that moment, you could have sworn you heard the patter of footsteps nearby. Before you could fully register it, Satoru hastily pulled the blanket to cover you both.
Suddenly, your bedroom's door swung open, revealing your precious boy standing there, visibly sleepy but worried. "Mama?"
You muttered your son's name weakly, disoriented, and it only served to worry him further. His little eyes widened, and he took a step—
"No, no, kiddo!" Satoru urged in a panic. "Stay there! Don't move!"
His son eyed him suspiciously. "What are you doing? Why are you crushing mama?"
"I—" Satoru collected himself, and put on the most innocent smile. "I'm... helping mama to sleep, you see."
You went pale, now that you realized the situation you were in. Your son had just seen you and your husband in the middle of the act. You were silently grateful for Satoru's quick thinking for covering both of you to spare your son from the indecency.
"Helping?" your son gaped in disbelief. "But she was just crying!"
"Yeah, she cried because she couldn't sleep," Satoru blurted, still smiling benevolently like he hadn't nothing wrong. You felt the urge to facepalm at his terrible excuse and the irony of the situation—how close he was to collapsing beside you, and that he hadn't even pulled out of you yet.
Your intelligent boy wasn't easily convinced, that was what you would expect of him.
"How's you hovering over her will help her sleep?"
“With this position, she'll sleep more comfortably, you know,” he asserted confidently, prompting a subtle twitch in your eye. He turned to you, a stupid grin on his face. “And who knows, it might also help to make your sibling. Isn’t it true, dear?”
Satoru nudged your side, willing you to agree with him. You were in utter shock and shot him a dark glare, before looking at your distraught son in a flurry. “Y-yeah… I’m fine, baby. Go back to your room now.”
“You're not hurting, Mama?” the little boy asked you worriedly. Thank heavens he was more focused on you rather than Satoru's little comment.
“No. Your papa is just… trying to help. I’m okay, yeah?”
“If you say so…” your son pouted reluctantly. He shifted his gaze on his father and 'hmph'-ed in accusation. “You’re weird.”
"Hey!" Satoru exclaimed, comically offended. "What are you doing here, anyway? Can't you sleep?"
“I heard noises... and now I want to go to the bathroom…”
Your husband grunted. "Fine, I'll come with you. Just wait a moment and close the door, please?"
Your son threw one last concerned glance at you before shutting the door. Both of you let out collective sighs of relief.
“I swear, he’s such a brat. He used to be so lovable too,” Satoru grumbled under his breath, finally slipping out of you and rolled to your side. He playfully tapped your lower belly and winked. “I hope it’s a daughter next. She will surely be daddy's girl.”
Your body was still shivering as a result of your high earlier, and yet you still managed to side-eye him, hissing, “I'm going to kill you, Gojo Satoru.”
“Wha—”
“Sleep more comfortably? A sibling?”
“Well, can’t we just say that we’re going to give him—”
“Satoru, don’t you put more weird ideas in our son’s head.”
“But—!”
“The moment you do, and if I catch you, I swear to God, I'm banishing you from our bed.”
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Epilogue
“Uncle Nanami… does sleeping in certain position will give me a sibling?”
Nanami almost choked on his own words. “What?”
On this rather fine day, he had agreed to help you keep an eye on your child, as both you and Satoru went on separate missions.
He might not be able to stand his senior, but Nanami couldn’t deny that he had a soft spot for the toddler even if he was a carbon copy of his father, as the boy was sweet and overall more like you in nature.
Your son blinked at him curiously. “Papa said not to tell this to mama, but when I asked, he was actually trying to give me a brother or sister to play with when he squished mama on the bed the other day.”
Nanami felt a vein about to burst at the very implication. In hindsight, he shouldn’t be surprised at Gojo Satoru’s unrefined parenting skills but then again, anything that annoying clown did always managed to surprise him one way or another. He let out a long sigh.
“Kid, forget what your father said.”
“Huh? Is that not true then?”
“Report this to your mother, yeah? Ask her too, she will have better answers for you.”
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hellkitten813 · 2 years
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❤️❤️One of the many reasons I love Glint!❤️❤️
Located in lore book: Between Stolen Stars, page 5.
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iciclesses · 5 months
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cw dubcon / noncon voyeurism
Ghost keeps fucking you in the safe houses at night. He swears none of the other men can hear you guys despite all uncomfortably packed into one small room, they all sleep like the dead. Just let him fuck you a little, he swears he can't sleep without it. Peeling your sleep pants off to pull you onto his lap, making you ride him reverse cowgirl.
Spearing you on his cock and you're clapping a hand over your mouth from how full you feel in this position, hips jerking when you feel Ghost grab your ass in the dark. He's thrusting his hips up and into you, all you can do is lean back against him and take it. Trying to keep your mouth quiet but you can't control the lewd schlicking noise that accompanies every thrust.
You're getting fucked too good, too deep to notice Gaz stroking his cock slow and thorough under his blanket, to see Soap’s eyes glinting in the moonlight staring you down as he ruts into his makeshift bed, to catch Price as he's cupping his balls and rolling his hips to thrust into his other hand.
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