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federer7 · 1 year
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Saucy Stories - April 1936
Cover by Norman Saunders
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oakendesk · 1 year
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Saucy Stories Apr 1936
Blaine = Norman Saunders
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la-di-doodles · 1 year
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I just want this to be my life is that too much to ask
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littledigits · 6 months
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Miss Willamina is an avid reader. Paranormal romance is her fav genre
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kinokoshoujoart · 8 months
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suddenly realized i have a type
would love to hear abt other candidates that fit this bill, i haven’t played many of the newer games and need incentive
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ashleyfableblack · 4 months
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"Oh Twiiiliiiiight" Chrysalis purred. The Changeling Queen-Mother teased her wife, wiggling her festively-adorned plot side to side. The sleigh bells on her legs jingle-jangled adding a jolly holiday soundtrack to her sultry display.
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Queen Twilight fluttered closer, the smile of a very happily married mare stretching across her face. "Yeeees?" Chrysalis peered over her shoulder with a coy grin. "You knoooow... I've been thinking about this little 'Hearthswarming' tradition of yours." She whipped her tail about and gave a saucy stomp of her jingle-jangle hindlegs. "In trying to adapt our pony people's rather unusual customs to better fit our changelings I feel I may have come up with some new ways to celebrate..." She gyrated about teasingly, accenting each of her points with a playful bounce of her festive flanks. "...keeping with your traditions of giving gifts, sharing warmth and sponsoring good will between our peoples..." Twilight drew close. Her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed into a smoldering, mischievous smile. "Please, oh dark, mysterious queen, won't you tell me more about your people's ways...?"
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the-sycophant · 3 months
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WIP Wednesday
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“Do you know what that means?” He didn’t respond. Of course he didn’t.  A hand reached out to cup at his jaw, to turn his face one way, the other. He let her. So her attention glided over it, the details of him. The hook of his nose, how it bent and turned, crackled and erupted up like a heat filled street too many years left untouched, uncorrected. All the way up to the ridge of his brow, just as blotchy and purple as the rest of him. A thumb pressed into his cheek, to where it could force the coagulation under his eye to burst, making him grunt, jerk back. She let him. And she did not dare to bring that same thumb to her mouth, to slide it back and forth along her tongue and let his insides mingle with the outsides. With the dirt, the leather.  She sighed around the idea, now moving to relax wrists against bent knees. The material of her gloves creaked with her self restraint, with the flexing of her fingers, the turn of her wrists. “It means you are outside the law.” She mumbled, thumb and forefinger rubbing in small circles together, working his blood around absently. Her tongue slid behind her teeth which chittered together with a clickity click click.  “If I wanted to, these fingers of yours,” and she reached to touch them, felt how they twitched and turned as he shifted in his bindings, “I could clean them for you.” Soft lips, bruised lips moved over a knuckle, the same knuckle that had split her face twice over. Pressed to it, kissed it.  The sound he made was…well, it was something. Disgusted? Detested? Distasted? Taste. “Could clean the meat all the way down to the bone, maybe make them a bit less sticky. And they wouldn’t care. They just care that you come back- you don’t even have to come back alive.”
Tagged by (TY!!) || @wpip-raham
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wavvie · 3 months
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Retribution: The Beginning of the End
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*Lei'maerha (Lay-mare-a): a title placed on a soul that's been reborn throughout the millennia. Once it's reborn it's said to cause misfortune and bring ill luck to all who come near it. It's prone to the most heinous sins. Roughly translated to 'The Divine's Sorrow'
*Lei'naera (Lay-NEE-ra): A flower native to Zenier, roughly translated to 'God's Bane'
*Rhae'zeil (Ray-ze-eel): A title placed on a soul that's been reborn throughout the millennia. Only two have been actively titled, as the title is only granted if the Divine call upon their champion. Roughly translated to 'The Chosen Champion'
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5 Random Pulps
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mycological-mariner · 6 months
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Tagged by @gniew777 (cheers, mate!!)
Last Read: Sagittarius Rising — Cecil Lewis (one of those books I’d highly recommend and also one I repeatedly had to set down at various points), Collecting the New, Rare and Curious: Letters Selected from the Correspondence of the Cornish Mineralogists Philip Rashleigh, John Hawkins and William Gregor, 1755-1822 — R. J. Cleevely - edited (long long title but extremely interesting) Mr. Midshipman Hornblower — C.S. Forester (reread, wow I forgot how relatable he is), The Surgeon’s Mate — Patrick O’Brian (took me ages but I loved it)
Current Read: Reasons to Stay Alive — Matt Haig, Reaper Man — Terry Pratchett (an excellent autumnal book, plus the ultimate comfort novel), Birdie Bowers: Captain Scott’s Marvel — Anne Strathie (tbh it’s been taking me so long to finish because well, wee bit heavy)
Next Read: god knows. When I’m not exhausted I’d want to finally read Leeward and Kidnapped because it’s been on my shelf longer than Leeward has; The Facemaker, The Lamplighters, Entangled Life and The Worst Journey in the World are all on my TBR list with a wait time of A While
0 pressure tagging @bees-with-swords @some-cold-and-some-violence @gohoubi @bookyholic @acrossthewavesoftime @werewiire @cerebrobullet @hey-scully-itsme and anyone else who’d like to!
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portal-to-the-past · 1 year
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Saucy Romantic Adventures - June 1936 // Cover by Norman Saunders
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gaywiththesauce · 9 months
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Hi good morning it seems my insanity is terminal so here I am hopefully you don’t mind me swinging by to shout in your inbox because I jusT FINISHED CHAP 2 OF CHWE AND IM. GOING NUTS.
Giyuu not realizing Senj and Kyo were related??? God I love him he’s so stupid
The little implications at Senj’s home life not being good I’m crying I’m crying I’m crying I’m c
Drunk Kyo means everything to me!!!!!!!!!!!
HITTING HIS HEAD ON THE DESK WHILE BOWING. IM. GOING TO BE SICK
I’m OBSESSED with modern aus that include texts between characters and now I might need to shout desperately about how each of them would text
The fucking HEART NOTE. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
_:(´ཀ`」 ∠): <-me being normal I’m very normal ok sorry bye
Shout all you like! I am also terminally Giyuu diseased.
Hehe yes, he's a little bit stupid! He doesn't see the correlation between his dumb loud neighbor that threw up in his bathroom and his shy student that sits in the back of the class. Just "they look similar but they're so different that it's impossible for them to be related- oh no they are"
the implicationssssss, that's all I saying
I love making Kyo so stupid too! He's just so,, I don't know how to describe it. He's mentally homosexual. Gay brain. Alcohol does not help his condition lmao. Like he's so stupid that he's unaware of his surroundings. He just wants to leave a good impression on "Senjuro's teacher."
I love texts too because it reveals things like the habits of the characters and how they capitalize and punctuate and if they use emojis and stuff! There are more texts in the next chapter! which is already up for your viewing pleasure And what I believe to be more Kyojuro and Giyuu stupids. I love mens that can't use their brains properly.
It wasn't until your and another comment that I forgot about the heart note so now I have to... possibly mention it later...
you don't need to apologize, no one is normal here. your bio needs to include the Instagram warning "See why fact-checks say this is false."
thank you for giving me another opportunity to talk about da boyss, they're a bit stoopid
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oakendesk · 1 year
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Saucy Stories Mar 1936
Blaine = Norman Saunders
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seirosu · 4 months
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thinks about seiros and wilhelm . . . crumbles away like dust in the wind .
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theflyingfeeling · 2 months
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do you think if i pay well enough olli would read me bedtime stories let's say like every night?
i feel so tired every night but still can't fall asleep before like 2:30am
id maybe prefer tommi but i still have some sense of reality and think that olli would be at least in some way persuadable
if you figure that out pls lmk, I'm willing to pay good money to be read bedtime stories by Olli 😭
for some reason I think Tommi reading audiobooks would be hilarious to listen to, idk why but I imagine he'd sound kinda bored and just waiting to be over and done with it 😂 I'd still listen to it though
I hope you'll manage to fall asleep swiftly tonight <3
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projectcaramel · 2 years
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Ambrosia (END) - Obey Me! Barbatos, Lucifer, Diavolo x Reader
NSFW Content ahead.
Part IV
"I just want to get laid."
“Lucifer!” you protest loudly, but Barbatos is already running with you in tow. “Barbatos, this is unnecessary!” 
“Try to understand his feelings, MC,” Barbatos replies gently, even as you pass through a long, dark passageway. 
“I said I don’t want to be protected!” you retort. “I’m a grown-ass woman, and I can make the decision whether or not I want to get laid by the guys I like!” 
“Those weren’t the sentiments I was referring to,” Barbatos replies, and you almost trip and fall into the butler’s back. Not quite. 
“Then what?” 
“He—and my lord as well—don’t want to have sex with you while they’re under the influence of a drug that makes them spiral out of control. To them, it would feel as if they were lying to you.” 
“That’s bull!” you complain, and light finally starts to re-enter your sight as Barbatos pulls you into his room. The labyrinth was connected to his room?
“It may sound ridiculous, but that is their honest feelings.” Barbatos chuckles softly, even as you shake yourself, irritated. 
“And what about you?” you challenge the butler. “Are you going to pull the same BS, or are you just immune?” You wouldn’t have been surprised if someone like Barbatos was immune to the effects of the dessert; he always was the most controlled one out of the three and the least likely to indulge himself. 
“Oh, no,” he replies, as if amused at the very thought. He faces away from you, your hand still clutched in his as he continues, “I’m afraid you’d be quite incorrect on either of those suppositions.” He finally turns to look at you, his chartreuse eyes brightly gleaming in the moonlight afforded by his windows. The look inside them makes you do a double take. “In truth, I should have locked myself inside a room and given someone else the key. Because...” Barbatos smiles sweetly. “Unlike those two, I know exactly what Lussuria chocolate does to me.” 
“...makes you hot and bothered?” you suggest, even as you feel Barbatos toying with your fingers in his hand, the cloth of his gloves sliding gently against your skin. 
“The reaction does produce an aphrodisiac, yes,” Barbatos confirms, even as he captures your other hand. You swallow nervously as he does so, mainly because you can tell he’s not joking about needing to be confined. This quiet butler... isn’t he the real danger here? The sheer fact that he’s warning you with such a sweet expression, all while silently denying you the option to leave, is concerning enough. “However, personally, the only effect such a drug has on me is exposing a part of me I normally choose to keep hidden.”
“Which is?” you ask, although you can already guess the answer.
“The selfish part,” he replies, still smiling at you. “And right now... I don’t mind showing you that part of me.” 
“I didn’t know you could be selfish; I thought that was Diavolo’s job.” Barbatos chuckles at that remark, and for a moment, you see something warped in his gaze. “So, what you’re saying is that you’re going to do exactly what the other two were trying to avoid?” 
“Yes,” he replies, closing his eyes as he smiles. “Come to think of it, I believe my lord locked me inside a closet at my request, but such a thing no longer matters.” Barbatos trails his fingers up your arm, against the side of your neck to weave themselves into your scalp. “Instead... tell me how you’d prefer it.” He’s nearly kissing you at this point, but he hasn’t let your lips meet yet, as if he’s trying to test your patience. 
“With me in control,” you reply, but Barbatos just seems amused by the response, and in the moment that you kiss him, you have the strong feeling that “control” is not something he plans on giving you. He wants to dominate you with a complete power over your pleasure. Wasn’t he supposed to be a sub?!
“MC,” Barbatos says, but just as he opens his mouth to say something else, both Diavolo and Lucifer burst in. 
“Goddammit, what?” you ask. “I swear, if you—” You aren’t able to finish as the three boys attack you at once with their lips and hands. Apparently, all of them have lost their minds, though you’re not complaining. 
And this time, there is no stopping. 
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