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sister-lucifer · 27 days
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Teach Me Better Than I Know Now: A Preview
Ticci Toby x Gender Neutral Reader WIP
Genre: Fluff
cws: brief mentions of Toby’s trauma regarding his abusive father, non explicit mentions of depression/depression like symptoms
For as long as Toby remembers, he’s been nothing to nobody. 
He was born into a house that didn’t want him; a father who treated him like shit under his boot, a mother who didn’t care enough to save him, and a sister who was stolen too early to make a real difference. 
When he left that house and stumbled into the real world, it wasn’t all that unfamiliar. He couldn’t keep a steady job, couldn’t find any proper motivation, could barely function on his own. He couldn’t make himself shower or eat or brush his teeth with any sort of regularity; his body was practically rotting alive. 
By some miracle he managed to sneak into a community college with a bit of clever flair on his application and the lucky desperation of an underfunded educational institution. It wasn’t anything fancy, that’s for sure, but it’s better than nothing. Maybe this would help him get a worthwhile job, at least, once he figures out what he wants to do.
He didn’t have any expectations, any hope, any dreams…
That’s how it’d always been. 
He kept his shoulders slumped and head down as he entered the classroom on his first day. He kept his gaze on his ratty shoes for as long as he could until he had to look up to find a seat. Tired eyes like glassy, hazel marbles rolled lazily over the empty rows, a permanently addled brain doing its best to calculate where would be the least terrible to sit. 
That’s when it happened. 
That’s when he saw you for the first time. 
It was a lucky coincidence that you looked up at the same time he turned towards you, but it felt like blessed providence. His eyes widened as they fell on you, rapidly flicking over every detail of your glowing face. He was bolted to the floor as you took a moment to observe him, and he watched in slow motion as your perfect lips curled into a smile.
A real, genuine smile. 
Not a sneer or a mocking smirk, not a quick flash of a grin just because it’s common courtesy. 
You were really smiling at him. 
You even did that cute little head tilt and everything, your eyes crinkling at the corners as your face scrunched to accommodate that beautiful smile. 
That was all he needed—you had him on the hook from the jump, and you had no idea. 
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sun-citadel · 4 months
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kasienda · 3 months
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yin and yang for the ask game!
A few comments on the last update said they could already swap back, and I'm like, umm... we haven't even explore the Ladynoir dynamic yet. ...
Context: Marinette as Chat Noir just sacrificed herself in battle for Ladybug.
Chat Noir felt the ladybugs buzzing across her skin as she came back to herself. She looked herself up and down - it looked like everything was in place.
It was almost surreal.  
She grunted when Ladybug tackled her in a hug. 
“Don’t ever do that again!” he cried. 
She pulled away. “Are you serious right now?” 
“Yes! I can’t! I don’t know what I’m doing! I need you! You’re…” 
“More important?” she filled in. 
“Yes!” he snapped. 
“Because?” she prompted when he didn’t elaborate. 
“Because you’re…” he trailed off, his eyes suddenly wide. 
“Because I’m Ladybug?” she filled in. 
He dropped his head. 
“Because I’m not Ladybug right now,” she whispered gently. She of course knew exactly what he was feeling right now. 
“You’re more important to me,” he whispered, still not meeting her eyes.
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thecryptidart1st · 22 days
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kazinsblog · 2 months
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Here’s a little WIP preview I’m working on for @pixelatedraindrops challenge !
Here’s Makoto in his base colors plus the BG
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Why must everything I work on be a comic??? /jk
It’s still fun it just takes more time ORZ
Plus everyone’s drawings are so great I kinda wanna show what I’m doing too :3
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Soft!Dom! Simeon x reader blurb
I had this one sitting in my drafts for eons. This is a small part of a larger fic I got requested to do a thousand years ago.
Simeon, AFAB reader, gender neutral, racially ambiguous, breeding kink, fingering
"Would you like that?" Simeon slid his fingers into your sopping hole, rubbing the spongy spot at the top of your entrance. "Would you like it if you got knocked up?" He kissed along the shell of your ear making your hair stand on end. His fingers moved in and out of your cunt faster earning appreciative moans from you. Your hand closest to him reached up to grab onto his dark hair. Your pussy made sloppy wet sounds as he fucked you on his fingers. "Is this what you'll sound like on my cock, hm?" You turned your head towards him trying to hide from his words. "Aww," Simeon purred moving his other hand from your waist to hold your head to his chest, "my sweet love."
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animetrashmuffin · 2 years
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tokkiasnanowrimo · 5 months
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little tasty wip treat for you all because livy told me she looks forward to my daily updates and i thought. oh wow people actually do care about this project and i will be riding this high for the rest of the week.
“So, how did we get together?”
“Easy, you begged me to go out with you once you finally realised that I’m the coolest, strongest, most attractive guy you know,” Natsu grinned, much to Lucy’s chagrin.
“Might I remind you who exactly it was that was practically on his knees, begging me to come as his date to a wedding?” She huffed, unimpressed with his suggestion, especially considering their circumstances.
“Fine,” Natsu groaned before taking a moment to contemplate his new story. “How about…” he drawled out as he thought. “I asked you out one day because you’re my best friend and I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone except you?”
Lucy’s expression softened slightly as he gave her his serious answer.
Natsu was never the romantic type, he never cared about her romance novels or wanted to watch silly romcoms with her, but for someone whom she had previously considered impervious to romance, this new story was… sweet.
“And then you said yes because no one else would want to date you—ow!”
That last part she was not so keen on.
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drawnandredrawn · 3 months
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Know what we haven't played for a while?
'How It Stared' vs 'How It's Going'.
Fell immediately in love with the demon Vox design by ShortsightedOwl over on the site formerly known as bird and my arthritic ass has been slowly plinking away at this ever since.
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claymorexpunisher · 9 months
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Live Forever (unedited scene preview)
(Rhea Ripley x OFC!Vivianna x Dominik Mysterio) (18+😈)
(This turned into something longer than I expected but I just kept writing lmao! Dom can’t seem to put his 👅 away and it got me thinking. Oops!)
“Harder.” I said louder. I smirked as Rhea’s eyes lit up with devilish glee, tightening the hold that her index finger and thumb had on my sensitive nipples.
Right at this very moment, I was glad we had decided to taken that month-long break. Though my interactions with Rhea, Damian, Finn, and Dominik were fleeting due to our schedules not aligning as much and me not living with them for that time period, I felt like we were stronger than ever. Especially after Dom and I mended our fractured relationship as well. I wouldn’t say everything was perfect, but being away from one another really put things into perspective.
And it definitely helped our bodies and souls miss one another. It was as if time had passed yet it hadn’t at all. My body reacted to Rhea’s touch as it always did and yet everything felt that much more intense. I couldn’t explain it and right now I didn’t care to try.
“Harder, huh?” Rhea mocked as she watched my features scrunch up in pain and my back arched as the pleasure soon followed.
Right now my body was hers entirely. Hers to touch, taste, and play with as she pleased. Her touch on my body was like a musician plucking the strings on her guitar… testing which cord made what sounds. And she made sure to make note of my every move and every scrunch of my features just to pluck those strings that sent my body into overdrive again.
I arched into Rhea’s touch as she released my nipples and her greedy fingers snaked over my torso, pinching and soothing my warm skin until she reached the creases between my thighs and my pussy. She laid soft kisses where she could reach, on my thighs, my lower stomach, teasing the skin until I giggled softly.
“Stop,” I laughed at the ticklish sensations, gasping when her fingers moved between my legs where I was drenched and waiting for them.
Then, there were two knocks on the bedroom door and Rhea and I stopped and stared at another.
“It’s Dom.” Was all she said. Her brows raised and I immediately understood that she wanted my permission to let him in. I hesitated for all of two seconds before I nodded.
“Yeah.” I said, licking my lips nervously. My skin grew hotter with simmering anticipation as the door slowly slid open at Rhea’s approval and Dom’s hesitantly playful presence filled the room. His eyes shined as bright as the smirk on his face when he was met with the sight of Rhea’s naked and toned body nestled between my plump thighs.
Like I said, everything between us all seemed to settle especially after Dom and I bared our souls to one another like we should’ve done ages ago. But things weren’t perfect. There was still a slight hesitation between the two of us underneath the building sexual tension that seemed to pulsate every time we were in a room together. As if we were afraid of ruining the carefully put together stitches in our relationship.
But at this point, I was over being hesitant. I knew I had Dom’s heart and he had mine. We all knew where we stood with one another but it was time that I made it more than clear with Dom.
Clearly, Rhea thought the same.
“Come here and lay next to her, Dom-Dom.” Rhea said, her eyes gentle despite the way she smirked before she slowly balanced on her knees on the bed, removing herself from between my thighs.
The way she commanded the room- especially the way she commanded Dom- was nothing short of marveling. The unbridled trust they had in one another was so… beautiful. It went past what fans saw on tv and it was amazing to witness personally.
“I was gonna eat you out until you cried… and I will. But I think… I think Dom Dom should go first.” Rhea said.
My eyes quickly shot to Dom and my pussy throbbed at the heated desire I saw in his eyes. The way he licked his lips as if silently confirming his agreement with Rhea had me mimicking his movements.
I slowly pivoted my torso, turning onto my side as Dom laid flat on the bed. I grew slightly drunk at how easily he lifted his head as my hand slowly slid beneath it. I let my instincts guide my movements and smiled at the pleased look on Dom’s face, his eyes hazy as I gripped his hair. My grip on his hair was firm but not rough, just enough to get his full attention.
And holy shit did I have it. I wasn’t quite prepared for the complete devotion that swam in Dom’s eyes. It hit me square in the gut and I almost lost my breath at the sight.
“Do you think you should go first?” I murmured playfully, leaning until our lips were a breath’s width apart.
Dom nodded, clearing his throat until he found his voice long enough to answer me.
“Y-yeah. Yeah I definitely think I should.” He murmured back, eager. So eager. And my pussy gave another heated throb.
“Sit on his face.” Rhea said, swiftly cutting the trance Dom and I were in. Despite how firm and calm she sounded, as Dom and my eyes met Rhea’s we both noticed her heavy eyelids and the way her chest heaved up and down, clearly affected by what was going on in front of her.
After one more nod by Dom, I didn’t waste any time in getting situated. Except… I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want this to happen but I had a bit of a concern. This wasn’t a position I was used to being in and being a bit of a curvier girl, my cheeks grew hot as old insecurities I thought were long gone suddenly plagued my head.
That was quickly cut short when Rhea’s voice broke through those thoughts once again.
“Vivíanna. Sit. On. His. Face…. He’s yours now. He doesn’t need to breathe. Do you you, Dom Dom?” Rhea asked mockingly, smiling down at Dom from her spot next to me.
The brat answered with a shake of his head and a shit-eating grin on his face that I quickly covered with my pussy, sitting on his face firmly now.
I let out a shuttering breath as Dom’s mouth worked on my pussy almost immediately. His tongue lapped on my folds and on my clit and our fingers laced together against my thighs as I searched frantically for something to hold onto.
“Fuck, that feels so good… oh my god.” I exclaimed, my eyes going wide at the eagerness in the strokes of Dom’s tongue against my sensitive pussy. I already felt my release chasing me but I didn’t want this to end so soon.
“Mhm… he’s good at that. Isn’t he, princess?” Rhea whispered in my ear, not moving from her spot on her knees next to me. Her hands trailed over my body, adding to the already intense sensations I was feeling and I let out a shutter with every stroke of her fingers and Dom’s tongue.
“Yeah… so. good.” I managed to say in between gasping breaths and breathy whimpers. “Oh god, so good. Don’t stop, baby. Don’t-” I let out an overwhelmed squeal as Dom’s sucked on my clit harder and Rhea’s twisted one of my nipples at the same time. I didn’t know what to react to more and I knew the sounds I was making the closer my orgasm got were anything but human. But I didn’t care.
I didn’t care how I looked, how I sounded. All I cared about were my partners and the delicious torture they were dishing on my body.
“Oh he’s not gonna stop. He’s not gonna stop until you- or I-” Rhea added pointedly, reminding me that ultimately, when it came to me and Dom’s pleasure, she was in charge. She had the final say. Where I owned Dom, she owned us both.
“Until you or I tell him to stop.” She finished before her lips found my neck and her fangs sprang out and they nipped at my skin playfully.
“Right Dom Dom?” Rhea asked, smiling as I gasped when Dom- the little shit- nodded his head while his mouth continued its sweet, sweet torture. My shocked eyes looked down into his smiling ones.
His nodding brought on all-new sensations that had me reeling towards my orgasm, my thighs shaking from the force of it…
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sun-citadel · 4 months
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wanderingwriter87 · 2 years
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sometimes an idea latches onto me and won't let go
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ghosttotheparty · 1 year
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something in the back of my mind
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It’s silent when the door shuts behind Wayne. Except for Eddie’s soft breaths. Steve gazes down at him. It’s getting dark now, the room dim except for the silvery twilight that makes Eddie glow a little. 
“I heard that, you know,” Eddie mumbles, and Steve’s face flushes with heat as he realises what Eddie’s teasing him about. Well actually I have a huge crush on you. Steve tugs his hair a little, watching Eddie smile. 
“Go back to sleep, baby.”
“M’kay.”
Eddie sighs, nuzzling into Steve’s lap, and Steve watches. His heart aches. He’s never felt like this before, almost claustrophobic with it, like he suffocating on his own affection. He wonders if he’s ever actually been in love before. 
He didn’t feel like this with Nancy. It was intense with her, of course, but not like this. He didn’t feel like he was dying a little bit every time he looked at her. It didn’t feel like the world was ending all over again. That’s what it feels like. The end of everything, unavoidable. Like his heart is being ripped straight out of his chest, and Eddie is holding it in the palm of his hand, and Steve is trusting him with it. 
He would let him do anything with it. Squeeze it until it stops beating. Lift it to his mouth and drain it dry.
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thecryptidart1st · 9 days
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dystopicjumpsuit · 7 months
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tags @wings-and-beskar @clonemedickix and @moonlightwarriorqueen! Today, I'm sharing a little snippet of my Jesse x Reader Monster!AU fic for @anxiouspineapple99's event.
“Stars, you look great!” Anan shouted. “What's your costume supposed to be again?”
You drew a breath to respond, when suddenly, a towering droid lunged out of the crowd and roared in your face. You blinked.
“Are you okay?” you asked.
The droid visibly deflated as the vampire in medical scrubs next to him laughed, “I told you it wouldn’t work, vod!”
“What wouldn’t work?” you asked.
“He’s been trying to scare cute girls since we got here,” the vampire doctor replied. “I told him civvies don’t know enough about commando droids to be scared of his costume.”
Latik sidled up to the vampire doctor and fluttered her eyelashes. “I’m afraid of vampires. Are you going to bite me?”
The doctor gave her a seductive, fanged smirk. “That depends. What blood type are you?”
“Type orenth-negative!” she giggled.
“Ah, the universal donor!” he said, ratcheting up the charm. “Have you considered donating? The GAR is always in short supply.”
“That depends,” Latik simpered. “Will you be the one collecting?”
“I’ll be working a shift at a blood drive at GAR headquarters on Taungsday,” he said.
“Wait, you’re being serious?” Latik asked, confused.
“Stop doing that, Kix!” the commando droid groaned, shoving the vampire doctor. “Why can’t you just flirt like a normal person?”
“Has he tried that more than once?” you asked the commando droid.
“He’s been doing it all kriffing night,” he sighed, removing his mask to reveal a clone trooper with a large Republic cog tattoo and the kindest brown eyes you’d ever seen.
Oh, no, he’s hot!
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NPTs: @sev-on-kamino @starrylothcat @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @starqueensthings @deejadabbles @imarvelatthestars
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rapono-writes-stuff · 4 months
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"...The dragon is crying, and the hunter realizes they are too. They're both crying, scared of death, overwhelmed by the terror of being the other's prey. And thus, even as the hunter's fingers find their dropped weapon, neither attack. The weapon is sheathed, teeth are no longer bared. They don’t know what to do anymore, except without a word said, they bond in a mutual terror. Cry together in way no one else will understand."
- Excerpt from a WIP
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