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dredgesnails · 1 month

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i very badly want a double life 2: electric boogaloo but crucially no one is allowed to be paired up with their soulmate from the first one (except ranchers) and also lizzie and gem and mumbo and skizz are there too. anyway here are some pairings i think would be funny or interesting or would please me personally:

mumbo + scar: complete the mumscarian circuit

mumbo + lizzie: statistically the worst players right after jimmy. lizzie died before him once and she can do it again (and take mumbo with her)

grian + jimmy: nightmare scenario for the both of them

pearl + gem: an unfair matchup as they would win no problem but i love them together and i think we deserve them together after the events of secret life

scar + tango: wildly unpredictable. scar takes damage constantly but (almost) always escapes by the skin of his teeth. tango on the other hand has blown himself up before

pair them up best + worst in order (pearl + jimmy, gem + mumbo, scott + lizzie etc) and see if they manage to balance each other out. this takes out some of the randomness but there are still some fun duos i think would come out of it (etho + bdubs, skizz + martyn, impulse + bigb) and i also think pearl could keep jimmy alive long enough to not die first

and for lore reasons:

grian + bigb: lets see how the secret soulmates can handle being real soulmates

scott + jimmy: ok i know the last time they were together jimmy doomed them both with his curse but this time it’ll be different scott’s lucky now

cleo + etho: the progression of divorced with kids > roomies > soulmates tickles me

ren + martyn: i miss renchanting

+ bonus because i have been thinking about who i would want joining the life series a lot. this is who i want to join

doc + anyone really but mostly grian: okay seriously i imagined doc in the life series once and now ive been consumed by the desire to see it. especially with his health linked to grian. think about it. would be fun with ren also for entirely opposite reasons

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ghouljams · 9 months

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GHOUL I LOVE YOU BUT I’VE JUST BEEN BINGE READING (i don’t get yer notifs for some reason) AND I STUMBLED ACROSS DIE AND GHOST AND YOU CUT IT OFF RIGHT WHEN THEY WERE GONNA FUCK (or i assume so) AND SO

… may i humbly ask . may i . my lord ? my liege ? may we … get a snippet of Die and Ghosty . bc somehow i feel like their sex would either be Feral or Barely Enough To Call Sex and no in between

God yeah what would their sex be like? I think Die is so starved at this point that she's liable to try and drain Ghost dry, but at the same time she can't because he's technically in charge of her so she really has to ration because she doesn't know how much Ghost can take... hmm

The issue is that Ghost is an absolute bastard who's been eyeing his demon since she showed up.

Ghost grinds against you, and you hitch your legs around his waist, ankles crossed behind his back to keep him held tight and close. You're too quick to magic your skirts away.

"This what you needed? Cock keeps you off the corpses, yeah?" He murmurs, you nod and tilt your hips for a better angle. The tight hold you have on your control is fraying each time he rocks his clothed cock against your bare cunt. The desperate need he inspires in you, it's like dangling a gourmet meal in front of a starving child. You only have so much willpower, and being a demon cuts your desire to maintain it in half. You love frottage as much as the next demon but this isn't going to sate your hunger.

Your fingers fly to the waistband of his sweats, you dont want to rip the soft grey fabric under your all too eager hand, but some sacrifices must be made. Ghost stops his movements, letting you push his pants down, your fingers splayed greedily against the deep v of his hips, his skin warm and tight over the muscles if his stomach.

"Come on sweetheart, almost there," he teases, hardly twitching to help you towards your goal. With how little work he lets you do in the field you're surprised he's making you work for your dinner. You slide your hand lower, fingers wrapping around Ghost's rapidly hardening cock. He stays held for you even as you stroke him under his pants, but you can feel the way his muscles ache with the desire to thrust into your hand. All that delicious desire he's let build for you drools out the tip of his cock into your hand, slicking your grip so nicely you'd think it was magic. And who's to say it isnt?

You squeeze him a little harder than you normally would and he groans. Ghost hovers over you, his eyes dark through the opening of his balaclava. You suppose it's good he still wears it around you. You'd hate for him to be too familiar with the demon attached to his immortal soul.

Your lips part, head tipping to follow the way his eyes roll while you stroke his cock. Your thumb rubs against his stomach, dragging through his coarse pubic hair, feeling the muscles jump at your touch. He hums, his hips twitching forward into your hand. You make a similar questioning noise, half teasing him. Oh he feels good under your hands. You can only imagine what he'll feel like inside of you.

"Ah," you drop your chin to your chest as Ghost drops his head, his breathing beginning to grow heavier. You quite like the way his shoulders twitch, his biceps flexing as he holds himself still over you. "I thought you were going to fuck me," you coo, grip punishing as you stroke his fat cock. He deserves it for starving you.

"What're you doing to me," Ghost's voice is just at the edge of slurring, he sounds good like this. Although you quite like when he's barking orders too. He wanted to stay still and tease you, you're perfectly happy to enforce that magically.

"Nothing you weren't doing yourself." You breathe in his desire, feeling it fill your lungs as he shakes with repressed movement. Ghost grits his teeth, he could break the spell if he really wanted. You only hold so much power over your commanding officer after all. You'd almost think he likes this.

Ghost hisses out a breath through his teeth, and fixes you with a glare. His patience apparently having worn as thin as yours. Your good humor hitches, tumbling to simmer in your stomach. Your hand stills and your lieutenant bursts into motion.

Ghost's fingers wrap around your neck, pressing you hard against the mattress as he folds you in half. "Cheeky little bitch," he growls, your hands going to grip his wrist. You gasp, feeling him slick his cock against your wet cunt. The heavy heat of his cock drags through your folds, the blunt head catching against your hole again and again. He bumps against your clit and you jerk. He's still teasing you.

You open your mouth to complain and he spits into it, grip on your neck tightening to keep you from making a sound as he pushes every inch of his girthy cock into you. You want to scream at the way he breaks you open, forces your cunt to make room for him, but you can barely gasp for air. It hurts, the burn of the stretch pooling warmth through your muscles. You try to find purchase to claw at him but you're torn between the hand keeping you from drawing a breath and the cock dragging its veins against the aching walls of your cunt.

"Tha's it, you can take it." Ghost tells you as he bottoms out, grinding his cock deep inside you. He barely gives you time to adjust to him, his hips snapping another hard thrust, another mind breaking, pussy filling stretch. The worst part is he's right. You're made for this, made for him, and you love it. Slick gushes around him, working to ease the slide of his cock into you, and you clench around the length of him. Trying to keep him inside, trying to stay full.

His balls smack against your ass as he sets a punishing pace. His cock pounding deep into you, hitting your soft spots, veins dragging against your gummy insides, pouring aggression and desperation into you. He's using you like a toy, just like he should. You're his. His demon, a tool for him to use, to become an even more deadly force. He fucks you like he hopes it kills you. The slick sound of his cock pushing into your cunt filling the room under his panting groans.

Black fuzzes the edges of your vision, eyes rolling back as he shifts the angle of his hips to hit that toe curling sweet spot. You tap his wrist, feel his grip loosen enough for you to take a breath. Your throat is raw as you gasp and cough. He barely gives you a moment to collect a breath before his cock is forcing whines from you.

"Fuck, Ghost," you moan, tipping your head back, unable to arch when he's forcing you down against the bed. You stare at the barrack wall, at the way the light casts shadows over the stone. The spring in your stomach coiling tighter, your cunt gushing more slick with each punishing thrust of Ghost's cock, coating your thighs and dripping onto the bed.

You had no doubt that Ghost deserved you, but... the shadows. The stretch of black wings across the wall, the arching horns of a broken halo, the very devil himself in human form reflected in Ghost's shadow. The angel of death.

"God," you breath in awe. Ghost grabs your face, forces you to look at him, his eyes like molten rock. The heat from them drips into your veins. Makes sweat bead on your skin.

"He's not here sweetheart," Ghost tells you, and you abandon clawing at his grip on your throat to grab his face. You pull him down to kiss him through the mask, hardly caring that it's fabric and not lips you're kissing. Ghost pulls back, his hand leaving your throat to pull the balaclava up, before he's kissing you properly. Messy. Desperate. Hungry.

He snakes a hand between you to circle his thumb over your clit and you jerk against him. Sparks shoot up your spine, your hips bucking to follow the thrust of his cock. Your legs are starting to shake, cunt clenching around him as you whimper. "Good girl," he mumbles between kisses, "pretty little slag. Let me feel you."

You gasp against his lips, shuddering at what you're sure he didn't mean as an order. It pulls you just the same. Drags you through the heat and pops the lever on your orgasm, the spring unrolling as you shake under him. Ghost fucks you through it, his pace never slowing from the mad desperation, chasing his own release. He presses his hips hard against you, stilling with a low groan, his cock buried deep inside your clenching cunt. You feel his cum fill you, hot and thick. Deep shallow thrusts pumping you full as the rush of potent magical energy from Ghost's release fills your stomach better than any physical meal could.

Ghost takes a moment, enjoying the soft warmth of your cunt before pulling out. He tries to ignore the soft look in your eye as he rolls off of you to settle back on the bed. It's easier to ignore than the-

"You purring?" He asks, feeling you stretch next to him.

"Don't worry about it," you mumble, moving to cuddle up against his chest. Ghost raises an arm to wrap around you, keeping you held close as you tug his sweats back up. Maybe this demon thing isn't so bad.

#simon ghost riley #cod x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost x reader #demon!darlings au #oc: die #wow this was really long i just kept fucking writing it #like i couldnt figure out how to get their relationship into bed #and i kept thinking about their relationship in the field how that would translate off the field #because their dynamic is very push and pull #and ghost has been reluctant to give Die anything up until now #it grosses him out to watch die eat organs so he switches her over to a sex diet lol

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pratchettquotes · 1 year

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"What mob?" said Magrat.

"We'll organize one," said Nanny.

"You don't organize a mob, Nanny," said Agnes. "A mob is something that happens spontaneously."

Nanny Ogg's eyes gleamed.

"There's seventy-nine Oggs in these parts," she said. "Spontaneous it is, then."

Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum

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exotic-inquiry · 11 months

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Day seven: Swords

#wayfarerweek #wayfarer #wayfarer game #amali sero #more than a day late to posting this T-T but we technically made it to day seven!#next time I will have the forethought to give myself more prep time than just a couple of days #oh and also substituted the day 7 prompt since I was having a hard time coming up with a visual idea for pact..#so instead i offer you many sero sketches for the prompt swords<3 (ended up using it as some v needed dynamic pose practice)#with that the week is complete! saw so many beautiful pieces of art and absolutely fantastic writing!!#there’s just so many incredibly talented folk in the wayfarer community! also ty organizers for putting this week event together!!<33 #my art #my oc: finn briadis

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ki-flor · 5 months

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They wake up early to have extra time to be a hater

#They're so real I miss their dynamic #Richey: We like being organized especially him 🤗#Richey Edwards #Nicky wire #Manic street preachers

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evercelle · 3 months

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ousai vs saiou?

#ask ever #i really do like both... both directions have unique charm points ✨#both dynamics have the same core flavor of 'i want to unravel you' but each direction has different tasting notes if u will #ousai has the coy pursuit the challenging your world the invitation to play the perfect mean top #saiou got the charmed by curiosity intrigued by inner depths the quiet strength the steady warmth #the CHASE #(ftr i tend to use saiouma as a catch all tag on tumblr for organizing. i tag diff on twt cuz i like both!!)

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daily-hanamura · 6 months

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#do you guys ever think about how yosuke is always the one that proposes their outings #yu is the catalyst that brings them together but yosuke is the glue that helps hold them there #thinking about his shadow's comment about how yosuke needs to surround himself with as many people as possible to stave off the loneliness #and to a large extent it kind of still holds true here (and theres nothing wrong with that!) and not only does yu know that #yu doesnt judge him or tease him for it. and like for all the things that yu (or anybody else) teases him about #THAT is not it #Yukiko calls him well connected and friendly aaaaah i cannot get that out of my head ever #and it's also in how his proposals are received by the others - everyone else is always genuinely excited to participate in it #like the motorcycle license and the beach holiday is all your friends can talk about for the days after that #i think its one of those things that imo really add to that... very organic friendship dynamic that the IT have compared to the SEES #or even the PT to some extent #(listen i love the PT dont get me wrong but the IT just have a Something to them) (and i think a lot of it is driven by Yosuke)#his friends rib and tease him because hes so bullyable but they are always always so willing to jump in when he suggests something aaaaaah #and he knows this!! he may not have realised it at first but he does eventually!!!#yosuke truly my beloved my absolute number one love

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dayurno · 1 month

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kevin’s general boytoy helplessness does arrive to the natural conclusion that he is probably dogshit at cooking however i think there is something inherently funny about him liking it but being too horrified by the process of handling raw meat / deboning fish or chicken / seeing animal blood or their organs. i need to see this grown man depend on a more responsible adult to prepare the meat he is about to cook

#i also think in the k/t marriage kevin definitely is the one who cooks but he needs theas help for those parts 😭#kevin: making ribs tonight… thea: (sighing) i’ll get the cleaver #doubly funny for canon-age too. kevin will make dinner if andrew debones the fish #otherwise its not happening #YES i can cook. NO im not touching raw meat or blood or organs #i believe this is a staple in every kevin dynamic he needs a person who will do that for him and the rest is secondary #txt #kevin

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aromanticduck · 21 days

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'Stoic and closed off' emotionally repressed x 'deflects with humour' emotionally repressed (they never talk about their feelings)

#kind of fits the new characters i'm making at the moment #ship dynamics #character dynamics #organic home grown content

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ricebooks · 1 year

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April, The Purple Jacket

Donnie, Lair Games

Team Science + Violence, folks

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #gif #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt april #THEY'RE SIBLINGS YOUR HONOR #I love how this show depicts them adopting each others' mannerisms #makes the sibling dynamics feel more organic #love it when siblings get along in media #anyway I'd called them science and violence duo in my head. but then I realized. science + violence #I was going to put violence first but it sounded off in my head. shame.

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the-organic-dynamic · 9 months

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In honor of the new series in the works by the lovely @ashleighyorkart , if any of my followers have any interest in a 3 or 9-card reading from our collaborative piece

THE ORGANIC DYNAMIC TAROT

Please feel free to reach out, about anything in particular. This absolutely incredible 69-card deck is balanced, and provides invigorating insights and natural paths toward the future. These beautiful cards are reliable when asking fun, comical questions too, so don't feel the need to be super serious.

(Spoilers below the cut)

#tarot #tarot reading #custom tarot cards #tarot cards #the organic dynamic #new arcana #ashleighyorkart #Ashleigh York

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loving-jack-kelly · 3 months

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turning the tables of what i think is normal fanon to say. jack is super organized and on top of all of his commitments because he knows that if he isn't, things will get left behind. he has a digital calendar that's so updated he's adding weekend plans to it the second they're in the group chat. he's got a physical planner that's organized by date and priority. he's a regular user of a label maker so when he cleans his desk he doesn't have to work hard to figure out where things belong. he is consciously and consistently on top of things because he doesn't want to get back into the habit of forgetting and feeling terrible about it.

davey, on the other hand, never had to work hard at staying on top of things until crunch time right before he graduated college, when suddenly he had work, projects, exams, job applications, and social obligations all happening at once. he never had to build actual skill at staying on top of things, because for a very long time he just was. he did homework when it was assigned, had a consistent work schedule that worked for him and felt routine, and had few enough social things going on that they weren't hard to remember. as an adult, he has no idea how to keep track of it all. he's a disaster. double booking himself for lunch with Sarah and lunch with work friends on the same day, never knows where his good shoes are because he was distracted when he got home and took them off in the wrong room, only has events on his work calendar that other people put there and even then he barely remembers to check it. his notes app is a million unfinished to-do lists that stress him out to look at, so instead he just makes a new to-do list and doesn't finish that one either. he always feels like he's forgetting something, and he's usually right. that doesn't mean he isn't good at what he does, because he is, he just never feels caught up and on top of things, because he isn't.

#also consider this dynamic with single father jack meeting davey as full adults #davey being amazed at jack being able to keep track of not only himself but a six year old so perfectly #and jack being amazed at how functional and stable davey is without any semblance of personal organization #newsies #jack kelly #davey jacobs

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