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primal-con · 1 year
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I wanna see men in homoerotic situations wearing slutty clothes 🥺👉👈
How could I say no to that face... well, alright, you've twisted my arm
Fairy tale AU! aka I watched Enchanted as a kid and it permanently altered my brain chemistry
I've only really figured out a handful of characters but the beauty of this thing is it can fit as many characters as I can imagine, so basically it's an infinite plot bunny and I love it <33 (also if anyone has pitches for other characters/ideas please please please send them 👀👀)
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The initial idea was just dragon!Rodimus because obviously, but it grew from there. He’s the prince of a ruined kingdom who was cursed as a child to transform into a dragon each morning and change back each night a la Beauty and the Beast or Shrek if you have taste
Then there’s Ratchet as a piss poor damsel in distress and Drift as a knight (really he’s a ninja, but what is a ninja if not a non-western knight who can do sick flips?) who embarks on a quest to save Ratchet but kinda just ends up in a polycule because Rodimus is bad at being a dragon and Ratchet is bad at sitting back and letting other people solve his problems!
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The central plot of the AU though, the thing that most of the other stuff revolves around is, of course, Orion Pax and Megatronus trying to overthrow a corrupt king. Because they have an MO and also I’m very weak for their relationship dynamic during that era of their lives. Orion is actually the lost prince Optimus who disappeared as a newborn, but since he was raised by Alpha Trion rather than the corrupt king and grew up some regular kid in a library, he’s way too aware of all the ways in which the crown sucks ass so he wants no part in all this “Prince Optimus” bullshit. And Megatronus is a gladiator and totally not treasonous poet wanted by the crown whose help he enlists in overthrowing his father. Hijinks ensue etc etc
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And again, I can map as many characters as I want into this!! Infinite possibilities at my fingertips and all of them deeply driven by the sense of craving something you cannot possibly have because the barriers of society disallow it. And also men shirtless, that’s equally as important as the first thing. I love fairy tale settings so fucking much <33
Also I made a playlist :D I created this AU two days ago you guys I think I might have a slight problem-
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kenjakusbraincum · 6 months
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Heey, I LOVE your writings on soft sukuna, you write so beautifully🩷 please can you do one where he is jealous (fluff)😭🩷
Thank you sm for the kind words!!! Here's my best attempt at doing your idea justice <3
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Sukuna has no real reason to be jealous. He practically owns you, controls every aspect of your life, who or what could he possibly be jealous of? Every servant who dared approach you in an inappropriate way would be dealt with swiftly. And you're a good pet, who has eyes for no one other than your master. You really don't give him a reason.
But there's this one thing... Since you've been so good and obedient, Sukuna has allowed you many liberties. You're permitted to skip around the mansion, watch Uraume cook, even enjoy little hobbies. You've tried many before you found that crocheting particularly piqued your interest. Ever since you've learned the basics, you've been spending hours working on perfecting your skills. At first it was cute, watching you squint in concentration as you move the hook. But then the math became really simple - having this hobby to keep you busy meant you approached Sukuna out of boredom a lot less. And he noticed it. It irked him, but you're not technically doing anything wrong. You were still as happy to serve him as ever, he just had to ask. But why would he have to ask? You should be all over him on your own. He should have to push you away, not beg you to give him attention. He didn't like this disturbance in your master and pet balance that this little hobby of yours caused.
He stands at the door now. You're crocheting again. You and your favorite servant laugh at your failed creation so sweetly, you don't even notice he's waiting. He clicks his tongue to establish his presence, and your servant falls to her knees immediately. You however, are not held to that high of a standard anymore.
"Master!", you call him, and hop up to greet him with a deep bow. Before he can say anything, you've picked up the piece of fabric you've been working on and ran into his arms to show him.
He looks at the ugly form and scoffs. "This is what I'm sponsoring?", he says and pulls a loose piece of yarn, making your little creation fall apart. He always was a bully, but you note his bad mood.
"I'm only a beginner...", you sulk.
"That much is obvious.", he flicks the yarn away and it falls onto the floor. Before you can bend to pick it up, he seizes your wrist and pulls you back. "Aren't you a little young to waste time with hobbies for the elderly?", he asks. You look at him with your cutest, practiced doe eyes, but it doesn't work.
"Come, pet. I know an activity more suitable for your age.", he says when you don't respond, and steps out of the room. You hop after him, unaffected by his condescending comments. You know that they're just for show. If he really thought you were a hag, you would've been gone a long time ago.
"Sitting at your throne all day?", you tease innocently and join him at his side, sliding your arm underneath one of his. You hope your playfulness will distract him from whatever is bothering him. "Or in a bath?" His lower set of eyes peeks at you and smirks, noticing that you're feeling particularly daring today. He's not sure how he feels about that. "Or in your bed." He rolls his eyes gently and opens the door to his chambers.
"At least then you'd be serving your purpose and actually spending time with your master.", he comments and shuts the door. His comment catches you a bit off guard and you stop in front of his bed. He makes his way towards you, and you look up at him with an insulted expression.
"Master, are you jealous of a ball of yarn?", you ask playfully, and squeal when he suddenly pushes you down to sit on the bed. Now you're at eye level... with his crotch.
"You've got quite a big mouth today. Put it to good use for a change, will you?", he runs his hand from the crown of your head to the back of your neck. You seem to have struck a nerve, so it really is the ball of yarn. Is it possible that Sukuna is this clingy?
"Will you?", he repeats and tugs on your hair and narrows his eyes. You smile obediently and reach behind him to untie his obi.
"Yes Master."
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You try your best to manage the time you spend crocheting from then on, working on productivity in the hours that you dedicate to developing this skill. And it helps that you have a specific goal in mind now: helping Sukuna realize that this hobby is a friend, not an enemy. He still catches you engaging in it sometimes, and gives you a dirty look, but you're as quick as ever to drop what you're doing and join him. That seems to satisfy him.
When you're finally happy with the result of your creation, you look for Sukuna around the mansion. It's not really that hard to find him, as he frequents three places most of all: the dining room, his bedroom and his throne room. This time, he's sitting on his throne, and a small line of people wait for their turn to be gifted his attention. You on the other hand, don't have to wait in line to get it. His lower set of eyes spots you the moment you enter the chamber. You're allowed to roam the mansion, but barging in unannounced is not standard even for you.
Still, Sukuna has learned that you usually only feel daring enough to cross boundaries when you're sure he'll like what you have in mind. So for now, he will let this slide. He's bored as hell anyways. The people are dismissed and you pass by them on your way to his throne, nestled on a pile of bones. You stop in front of it and greet him with a bow.
"Master, I come to you with a humble offering.", you say with your hands on your thighs and your eyes fixated on the ground.
"Show me.", he says simply, but you recognize entertainment in his voice. You climb up the bones and feel his stare scan you from head to toe, before you sit on his knee.
"May I ask you to close your eyes?", you ask and flutter your lashes. Oh the way you seduce him. Who else could ask Sukuna to do something as dangerous as close his eyes? Give his opponent valuable time to land an attack. Who else could dare? And who else would he ever listen to and really close his eyes? Really do as he's told? Oh how safe he feels with you.
You take one of his large hands into yours, and gently pry his long fingers away to open his palm. He has beautiful hands. The only ones you've ever known, but you're sure they're the most beautiful hands in the world. So dangerous, so elegant. You want to press a kiss to his palm, but you hope your gift will have the same, maybe even more profound effect.
Something soft touches his skin, and then you speak, as politely as before. "You may look.", in your softest voice. And when he opens his eyes, he finds himself looking at you first. You're an offering on your own.
Then he looks at his hand. Two crocheted plush figures resembling him and yourself lay flat on his palm, connected through their holding hands. At first glance, it looks like they're two separate creations. In a sense, they are, but... He tries to part them.
"We're sewn together.", you explain. He hums in amusement and inspects your gift more closely. His plush is bigger, recognizable by the pink hair and four buttons for eyes. It's even wearing his favorite kimono. Yours is smaller and less detailed. You look like any other human when placed next to him, insignificant. But in a sea of pets, entertainers and lovers he's had in the past, he would never fail to recognize it as you.
He's spent so long looking at it with that face of his that you just can't read. You're starting to grow restless in his lap, and he feels your eyes dwell into his soul. When he looks back at you with one pair of eyes, your brows are furrowed in worry and you're fiddling your hands in your lap. He pats you on the head and pulls you closer, so you have no choice but to lean on his frame.
"It's beautiful, darling.", his fingers run through your hair, scraping your scalp softly. "No loose threads either.", he looks at you with all four eyes now, and you feel so small in his arms. You're not used to receiving this many compliments from Sukuna at once. Not ones that weren't directed at your body or performance. Especially not when he's looking at you so tenderly, when every word sounds so loving and genuine. "You've improved so much.", his hand is on your face now, and you catch him glancing at your lips. You part them to start thanking him, but you already know how much he hates listening to that.
You stay quiet instead, and lean closer, letting him take you. And he kisses you so softly, fingertips light against your heated skin. You feel like you're floating, like a lily pad in a warm pond. The littlest gesture of his affection has you melting in his embrace. The power he has over you... and how wonderful it is to surrender yourself to it.
None of the liberties and privileges you've been awarded with compare to this. You know that many pets have walked these halls before you. Many warmed his bed and claimed the title of his favorite. But how many loved him like this? Enough to dedicate time of their day to making intricate gifts. How many could say Sukuna kissed them lovingly, for no other reason than to show gratitude and affection?
You're flushed completely red by the time his lips leave yours. You can't hold the intensity of his gaze, as he stares at you in adoration. "I'm happ.. I'm glad you l-like it...", you stumble through the words and win a giggle out of him. You are just so cute. Like a pet should be. He rubs your head again and pushes you away lightly.
"Go now, the people await me.", he says with a benevolent smile gracing his face. "I'll see you tonight."
You bow to him and leave.
And when you visit him that night, he is as gentle as he was when he kissed you earlier, still in a good mood after your gift. Caressing your hair, shoulders and back, as you lay comfortably with your head on his chest. Keeping you warm in his embrace. You're trying your best to follow the conversation, but sleep is slowly taking over you. Sukuna notices and plants a kiss to your forehead, wishing you goodnight. The last thing you see before your eyes close, is your handcrafted plushies sitting on his nightstand.
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kiss-me-cill-me · 2 months
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cillian murphy thighs google images
Well, it's probably been long enough since I made my search history deal with 20 back-to-back requests for "Cillian Murphy hands," so sure, why not?
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(Images are not mine and are from various sources, including "wikiFeet" which is just about the most internet phrase I've ever heard)
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dustofthedailylife · 1 year
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Cute little roommate drabble for alhaitam and Kaveh.
Kaveh is definitely the roommate who would have spa nights with you! You two do the whole lot,facials, pedicure etc.
Haitam absolutely refused he would rather have his nose in a book. But all it takes is some puppy eyes and he just sighs and agrees
I love them so much it's unreal, omg.
So, imagine that both have a crush on you.
Kaveh is an absolute icon. This man has an entire shelf just for all his creams, moisturizers, soaps, oils, and perfumes. No doubt about it! His skin is glowing!
Alhaitham is more the introverted who keeps to himself most of the time and mostly tends to his books. Whenever there is some group activity going on with you and Kaveh you always ask him to join, but more often than not he declines.
One day they both realize they have feelings for you that have begun to bloom in their chests and subconsciously they start to fight for your attention.
Alhaitham as the more introverted and reclusive of the two men, generally prefers to be on his own so Kaveh thinks his chances are better. After all, he spends more time with you already and Alhaitham always declines your invites too. And unsurprisingly he keeps doing so, because he'd rather have you for himself and not join some stupid activity Kaveh is into as well.
That is until he sees Kaveh putting a face mask on you and massaging the soft skin on your face. Something inside Alhaitham starts searing. Why did you not come to ask him if he wanted to join this time?
When Alhaitham asks what the two of you are doing you turn around, grinning widely uttering a cheerful "spa night!" before innocently adding "Do you wish to join? I can apply a face mask for you, too." while throwing him the cutest puppy eyes he had ever seen.
While still not being the biggest fan of the idea, Alhaitham sighs and joins in. Only because it's you though. And if he is being honest also because he can see envy and anger flaring up behind Kaveh's eyes. And for some reason not giving him the satisfaction of your company alone feels very rewarding.
Maybe he'd have to join your little spa escapades more often after all.
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shanastoryteller · 1 year
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💕Happy Valentines Day! Heaven Officials Blessing or MDZS? 💕
Jin Ling has had it.
He loves his parents. He loves Uncle Wanyin. But they're all busy training for their own competitions and they've stuck him the Nie Huaisang as his coach, which he really thought was a joke up until the first practice. This is his first year competing as a senior skater and this is the best they can do? Come on.
"This is shit. Why did my old coach have to retire? I hate this," he complains to Jingyi.
"At least Lan Qiren isn't your coach," he points out.
He pauses, considering. "I guess it could be worse."
Poor Sizhui, honestly. Jingyi at least gives as good as he gets.
It's not like anyone can say anything about his effectiveness, with Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen fighting each other for the top spot every year. He's glad that Uncle Wanyin pair skates with his mom because he feels like the two of them on the ice would end in bloodshed. They hate each other for some reason that no one has ever bothered to explain to him.
"Why are you mad about Nie Huaisang anyway?" Jingyi asks. "He placed really well until he retired, and his footwork is great, unlike yours."
"Shut up about my footwork," he says automatically. "He's annoying, and I hate his choreography, it doesn't work for me at all. Screw this. I'm going to go to my uncle's and make him train me. It's not like he's doing anything anyway."
"Um, Jiang Wanyin is very busy practicing which is why you're with Nie Huaisang in the first place," Jingyi points out.
Jin Ling rolls his eyes. "Obviously I'm not talking about him."
"Mo Xuanyu doesn't even skate? And Meng Yao never even placed, which is why he's a manager," he continues.
"Uncle Yao had his own reasons for not placing," he says defensively, "but no, obviously not them either, are you being deliberately obtuse?"
"Are you?" Jingyi pokes him in the side. "Do you have another uncle?"
He has to be joking. "Yes? Obviously? I'm going to fly to Uncle Wuxian's and make him do it instead."
"Who?" he blinks.
Unbelievable. "My uncle? My mother's brother? Wei Wuxian?"
Jingyi's jaw drops before it snaps shut and then he's screeching, "YOUR UNCLE IS WEI WUXIAN? Like, the only person to ever beat out the Lan brothers Wei Wuxian, the one who won gold in the Grand Prix Final three years in a row and then disappeared into smoke Wei Wuxian?"
This is ridiculous. "He didn't disappear into smoke, he just moved to the coast. I don't know why you're acting surprised by this, I visit him every summer."
"You said you were going to visit your uncle in the summer!" Jingyi says accusingly.
Jin Ling blinks. "Yeah? I was."
Jingyi mimes strangling him then says, "Okay, you know what, we'll put that aside for right now. I fully support your decision to go and harass Wei Wuxian, who is apparently your uncle, and I'm coming with you."
"You are not, Lan Qiren would kill me," Jin Ling says, but Jingyi clearly isn't listening to him.
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moonfil · 8 months
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(based of @/tulipsempai's thing with Jeremy anon)
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take-taker-taken · 3 months
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could i please have comfort fluff with a quiet, shy reader who cries sometimes from feeling ugly and like no one likes or cares about her with 1997 lord of darkness taker? she doesn't want to bother him with her troubles but he wants to hear her
maybe a bit erotic too..
Ok, so whenever I try to write Ministry!Taker, what comes out is a Lord of the Manor type. I find it hard to write him within a wrestling universe due to the nature of the character, so it always ends being in an AU with an air of magic powers and mysticism - I hope that’s OK! I also didn’t quite get there with the eroticism, so I’m sorry about that - just felt that if I’d tried to add it then it would have seemed shoe-horned in and rushed.
Obsidian & Lilium
You didn’t realise that you could be heard. You thought you’d found a quiet spot when the sadness overtook you and so when the door to the under stairs cupboard opens you squeak in shock.
“Now, what do we have here?” The deep voice rumbles and then his head and shoulders appear in the now open doorway.
Your eyes go wide and your throat freezes up when you realise that it’s the master of the house. Unable to respond in the moment you hurriedly wipe a hand over your face.
“Out you come, girl.” His tone is gentle but firm and then he steps back, allowing you room to slink out of your hiding place. You stand before the giant of a man, the head of the Ministry of Darkness himself - the one known as The Undertaker, and try desperately to stop crying.
He steps away briefly as your tears reduce to sniffles and you notice that he’s at the sink. He turns back and presents you with a cool, damp cloth which you take and wipe over your face. You remain in stunned silence as he takes your hand and leads you to the table, taking a seat and indicating that you should do the same.
“Perhaps you’d like to tell me why you’re crying?”
You lift the cloth to your mouth and try not to get overwhelmed. The very idea that the Lord of Darkness is here with you ‘below stairs’ is enough to send you reeling, never mind that he’s talking to you as well.
You shake your head and mumble behind the cloth, “It doesn’t matter.”
His expression remains neutral but he reaches out and plucks the material from your hand, dropping it to the table. You glance up at him guiltily, realising that you should be showing more respect and add, “It’s nothing, sir.”
He taps his long, pale fingers gently against the table top. “Enough to have a member of my ministry hiding away in a cupboard and crying. I should say that matters.”
You stare at the digits in fascination, seeing for the first time how many of them are bent as though they’ve perhaps been broken. You notice the faint freckles that pepper the back of his hands and his short, neat nails. You’ve never been this close to him and find it surprising that you don’t feel particularly scared.
“Something has upset you,” he continues. “Has anybody spoken unkindly to you?”
You look up at him and a sigh escapes before you can stop it. He doesn’t react beyond a twitch of that pierced eyebrow and so you elaborate. “Nobody speaks to me, sir. Why would they?”
“I cannot imagine why they wouldn’t, little one.”
Your eyes raise to him in surprise at the mild endearment and he nods encouragingly. You pick up the cloth again and dab at your eyes but then shake your head as you say quietly, “It’s not important. Please, I - I shouldn’t be taking up your time like this.”
He reaches across and strokes a lazy circle on your hand with one finger. “I get to decide how I spend my time - no one else.”
Your hand seems to tingle at his touch and it’s clear that you’re to keep talking. You concentrate on the pattern he’s drawing on your skin and let the words fall out, even though the reality of it makes your voice crack a bit. “Nobody really likes me, sir. There’s no one to care about me - it’s not as if I’m pretty or anything.”
“Nonsense.” He waits for you to finish but is quick with his simple rebuttal. “I’ve spent only a few moments in your company and I find you perfectly likeable, so why shouldn’t others?” He continues on as you sit in rather stunned silence. “I myself care about each and every member of my ministry, and as to your last point, well…” He stops tracing his finger over your skin and instead takes your hand in his. “You are most definitely a pretty little thing. I expect even nicer without red eyes from all those tears.”
You stare at your joined hands, his covering yours completely and then glance up at him. His expression is inscrutable and you swallow. “It’s very kind of you - too kind, sir - to say that but,”
“I never say things that I do not mean, little one.” His interruption is quiet but firm and then you’re astonished to see that he’s smiling. Not the cruel or sarcastic smirks that you think you’re used to seeing sometimes on the faces of those around you, but a genuine smile - albeit small, but that somehow makes it even more real. Unbidden, you feel yourself returning it. “There, now - such a pretty smile.”
“Thank you,” you reply as you feel yourself blushing. Doubt still nags at you, however, and you say wistfully, “I wish it were true, sir. It seems that being attractive is valued more highly than anything. And that will never be me.”
He stands up without releasing your hand and so you have little choice but to get up with him. “Valued by those without the brains to value much else,” he says. “I would like you to take a walk with me.”
It’s a question and yet not one, given how he presents it with such finality - of course, he is used to being obeyed. You’re not about to try and resist his will, so you nod and with one hand in his and the other clutching the cloth, he leads you from the room.
He takes you up the stairs and through the main house which makes your head swivel around as you take it all in. The next familiar sight you see is the gardens - you love it when you get the opportunity to walk near here, though you’ve never seen it properly. You wish it wasn’t dark and it seems silly to stroll about when it is.
“A walk in the gardens when it’s dark, sir?” You can’t help voicing your doubt and then you squeak and then giggle as he turns his free hand palm up and you see a gentle glow emanating from it. It’s enough to light the way immediately ahead of you and makes you step more confidently.
“Certainly when it’s dark, little one.” There’s that tiny endearment again and it makes your heart swell a little. “Night blooming lilies are quite beautiful.” He leads you down a few more paths and then when you round the next corner you gasp in wonder because there they are - rows of bright, white lilies glowing in the moonlight. There’s a pond too, with yet more wide open flowers sitting atop the inky black surface as water trickles down a stone feature into the pool.
“I’ve never seen anything so pretty,” you whisper, utterly transfixed by the sight before you.
He lets go of your hand and you stiffen slightly as you feel him stroking his fingertips up your back. “I have,” he says softly. “And I’m standing with her at this very moment.”
You turn and look up at him, no longer feeling shy or like a lesser person. “Thank you.”
The statement seems too small but it’s all you can manage for now and you hope it’s enough. It must be, you think to yourself, because then he’s leaning down and brushing his lips against yours. You know and understand in that moment that everything is going to be alright.
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teabutmakeitazure · 5 months
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Yandere Childe who would there’s a chance give you money for free- and it’s like for any reason. Honestly your a little surpised that he give his money to you to spend go generously- honestly if you play a gatcha game the pull addiction would be REAL and it be bad with how Childe just will let you use his rich ass wallet. Thing is he def tell you you’ll need to pay back and if your a girl failure like me…the idea of that will have you stress and in tears 😭 but Childe would expect some kind of date from you-
- moonie anon
I've actually been mulling over an idea for Dissimulation Childe that's similar to this. Now that you're living with him, he wants to give you some sort 'pocket money'. He names it like that but he's actually giving you a secondary credit card from his account. The thing is, he gives it to you casually and when you decline, he says that it's okay because you'll pay him back. You accept because you'll pay him back and you won't be using it anyway because you have your own money. A month passes and he's sad because he knows you didn't use it since there were 0 transactions on the credit card statement which means he didn't get to use the "pay me back by going to a fancy dinner date with me" line :(
Don't be surprised when you 'lose' your personal credit card and have to use his while you apply for a replacement
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withoutalice · 3 months
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What about comedic over/pan v0re? Over/lord panicking coz Mega/tron is at his door demanding to be let in, and he can't let him see Tre/pan so he just puts the little guy in the safest and most hidden place he could think of. Which happens to be inside him. Then he has to talk to Mega/tron while playing it cool.
I'm-
👀😳
Anon when I tell you I screamed when I saw this?!?! Biggest brain moment right here ^^ 🤌
I'm OBVIOUSLY going to write a bigger fic based on this eventually but omg omg omgomgomg-
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;) Here's some art in the mean time ~
But yes anon, Mega/tron shows up to Over/lord's hab for an inspection (most likely because he was tipped off by Tarn, that square). Over/lord knows Mega/tron would kill Tre/pan if he found out, so he decides to keep the mnemo/surg/eon in his tanks, much to Tre/pan's dismay.
I imagine Tre/pan would be kicking and irritating him all the while he's talking to Mega/tron, only prolonging the experience because of how many questions Over/lord is asked about his off behavior while with Mega/tron- (his poor angry tanks 😔)
Maybe even a continuation of the story, what if they were all called into an emergency meeting of Decep/ticons? 😳 And Tre/pan is in there for hours ;) He learns that it's actually quite comfortable 🤭
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scarlet-ancunin · 1 month
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✺𝔅𝔞𝔩𝔡𝔲𝔯'𝔰 𝔊𝔞𝔱𝔢 3 𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔏𝔦𝔰𝔱☆✺
Requests: Are Open
A/N: I don't mind writing about Acended Astarion However, I will Not do anything regarding being Abusive and/or Anything relating to it. I dont mind request based of Astarion ships you like. I also believe that Spawn Astarion can turn into a bat soo~
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𝒜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒜𝓃𝒸𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓃
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You Love Me To - Oneshot
Bat Zoomies - Batstarian Hc
I'm Forever Healthy - Hc
My Dear Idiot - Oneshot
We Meet Again - Batstarion Oneshot
Spoiling My Little Love - Batstarion Hc
Was Being Foolish - Jealous/Insecure Hc
Shh we are not alone - Batstarion Hc
Your so adorable - Modern Au Hc
Let Me Be Your Comfort - S. Astarion Hc
Love Im Not Fragile - Dadstarion Hc
How To Calm Him Down - A. Astarion Hc
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tojisun · 2 years
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Thinking about putting my hands on toji’s slutty little waist… 🥴
YESSS!! FUCK YES
looping your arms around toji’s waist whenever you hug him in that burrowing type of way where your head is tucked under his chin, your cheek resting on his chest. his own arms are around your shoulders, his palm cupping the back of your head, slowly thumbing your nape as you continue to nuzzle close to him;
or when you’re back hugging toji, your arms coming to settle just under his bellybutton. toji always clasps one of his hands with yours when you do this, his other arm curling behind him to loosely hold you. it’s a little awkward for him in this position but toji’s just as clingy as you are so he keeps his hold on you;
hooking your arm around toji’s slutty little waist whenever you two are out on a date. he’s always in dark fitting shirts, borderline skin-tight, which gives everyone the perfect vantage point to see the delicious way his broad shoulders curve into his waist. so you hold onto toji (like he’s your baby girl) because toji’s yours and everyone needs to know that :p
slipping your arm under toji’s sweater to pinch his waist and tickle his skin. toji just grunts and lets you prod at his body because he finds it so cute how you just wanna keep touching him;
hugging toji’s waist when you’re sitting on his lap, facing him. you feel so safe with the way all of your corners are safely held in toji’s arms;
(oh but your absolute fave is when you’re holding toji’s waist while hes fucking you in missionary. your mind may be drunk off of his cock, but that doesn’t mean you don’t actively try to feel the way his abdomen ripples with his every thrust <3)
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httpiastri · 6 months
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Hi🤭👋
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGed83E5g/
You see It?! YOU HEAR IT?
He said he likes to be in control
Can you feed us a smut w dom Lando x younger sis of one of the drivers
Dom Lando🫠
i usually save requests in my inbox until i write them but i just had to share this
making me go feral honestly 🫠🫠🫠 what the frick? lando?? phrasing it like that???? oh my godddddd
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caitlynmeow · 3 months
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I need some small hcs about Cass' gf/wife to feed my brainrot or I may implode.
Please 🙏🙏🙏
asdfghjkl no worries anon i got you!!!
She took the first step and went for it when she saw Cass for the first time. (also need to specify that she’s about 3-4 inches taller than Cass bc she used to play volleyball when she was in high school. She’s a masc lesbian and has tattoos on one forearm)
During early relationship hiccups she didn’t back away and let Cass disappear. She went to the castle and all the way to Cass’s room and and a proper talk with her to figure things out.
She is very dominant and territorial when it comes to Cassandra (and Cassandra loves it) and she isn’t afraid to casually say “if you mess with my wife I’ll kill you,” to anyone who thinks they can just approach Cassandra. And she will add “I’m not joking. I will kill you,” (meanwhile our Cass is melting into a puddle)
They are both very kinky this is why there is never a lack of creativity when it comes to them and their time alone together as well as bedroom activities
She loves spending time with Cassandra, just the two of them. A lot of their dates are them just lounging around in her apartment after going out. They prefer to shift their activists indoors because these two can last a whole night just fucking each other into oblivion and back.
She loves cooking, especially for Cassandra because she’s picky and her future wife takes pride in making things that Cass loves. Though she was shocked on day when Cassandra said “you make the best chicken nuggets” and she felt a slight betrayal because “of all things I cook for you it’s the chicken nuggets you like best” deadpan and all
when she proposed she did it privately because she will never be one of those people who try and make a public spectacle out of something so private. this is between her and Cassandra and she wants it to remain this way (Cass said yes in a heartbreak because how come this woman knows her so well???)
She’s the more rational/logical one as opposed to Cassandra’s passionate and wild nature.
She isn’t afraid of Cassandra. She isn’t fooled by the assertiveness she knows she can fold her like a lawn chair if she wants but she plays along just to see how far Cass can go before she shows Cassandra who’s the boss in their relationship
She knows that family is very important to Cassandra and this is why she also has good relations with the mom and sisters
She’s the only one who calls Cassandra princess (affectionately) and Cass allows it because she knows it’s something genuine (bc wife loves using nicknames and she dares Cass to deny it (she doesn’t))
She is aware how actually spoiled Cassandra is and have told herself that ‘it is what it is’ because she’s been to castle Dimitrescu plenty of times to learn that there isn’t anything she can do about it (besides she loves Cass just the way she is and she wouldn’t have it any other way)
She knows all about Cassandra’s trauma and what happened to her and she is always willing to take things slowly and not make her feel uncomfortable in any way. (She was so serious about it she went to a therapist to learn how to be a better partner around this kind of trauma) she really loves cass okay ;__;
She can understand the different moods Cassandra have and knows how to handle them (in case she can’t a little space can do them both wonders (unless Cass is still going to war and blowing things way out of proportion again) (bc our girl is very intense and emotional she can go on and on and on)
They decided to have their wedding after the building of their mansion house is done. they kept changing the wedding date because not everything is available and interior designers and engineers from all over the globe are working on the place and things just kept getting delayed because of a piece of furniture only exists on one place all over earth, Cass was going to wait for this one particular item to arrive and since it’s a HUGE house this process took a while (Alcina did get mad and said that the wedding should be called off until further notice instead of keeping pushing the date back)
The thought of having children with Cassandra made her feel very ecstatic. It was something to deepen their bond and she couldn’t wait to see what kind of child she can Cass would make (tho the thought of any of their kids getting Cassandra’s attitude and personality is terrifying, she was ready to embrace it (spoiler: kids ended up having the same attitude and she learned to navigate through that but she loves them more for it)
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mistressemmedi · 3 months
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thoughts on james vowles?
He stays in his lane and supports his drivers. 10/10 for me
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reveluving · 4 months
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Hope I'm not a bother but I was wondering if you'll post the "make it double" fic bc ever since I've seen it on your profile i legit cannot get it outta my head it's literally living in my head rent free at all times bye 😭😭🙏
Good news: Hell yeah I'll definitely post it!
Bad news: I haven't touched it in a while klsdjksl But the semester's ending, so I'm really hoping to come back to it (especially because I've been in a Jeff mood these days).
Even better news: I made a little piece based on the fic for the time being! Always wanted to make a smaller one for it, and thought this ask was a good chance! But I can't thank you enough for even remembering that piece, because them being bros is too good not to talk about 😭💗 Thanks again, and please enjoy! Love ya!
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sensitiveheartless · 2 years
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Alright I found your undercover comic, and I have thoughts about crossdressing soukoku
Chuuya reads as really masculine to me, I feel like you have to fight to get him into a dress. Dazai probably made some sort of bet to get him to wear a dress.
HOWEVER Dazai would LOVE to crossdress. He would've probably volunteered for the position. He probably crossdresses in his free time. He's probably using the mission as an excuse to crossdress (and watch Chuuya's ass Chuuya kick ass).
(Another hc, a little more niche, is that Dazai has crossdressed so much for missions that he associates crossdressing with crime, so whenever he does he always commits some minor crime without fail)
Anyways enjoy my brain worms
Yes yes YES to all of this, I am absolutely losing my mind over the mental image of Dazai being this sleeper agent of crime who gets activated every time he wears a dress and now the ADA has to deal with this—
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you can take the gremlin out of the criminal organization, but you can't take the crime out of the gremlin
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