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st4r-cr0ss3d-l0v3r · 2 months

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That irresistible urge to make the most disgusting upsetting mind boggling toe curling throwing up sobbing scream worthy ripping put my hair running around the room foaming at the mouth combusting convulsing angst for my oc who is a child

#but like… they need some spice #a little trauma doesn’t hurt #they’ll be okay #thug it out #oc #oc lore #oc angst #angst

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becca-e-barnes · 11 months

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I need more of needy Bucky who loses control from the feeling of being inside your pussy. I need him to fuck me like a rag doll and to carry me over his shoulder around the house like his personal flesh light.

Fuck, this has always been one of my very favourites to write. I really like to imagine that he struggles to last but he can keep going after he finishes 🙈 it's my lil filthy fantasy

But imagine spending the morning in bed with him. You both wake up around 6am and you spend the first little while just touching and chatting before a couple of hours of sex. Now it's maybe around 11am and after lying there together for a while, you're both in the mood for something to eat.

You pull a robe around you and that's just about as much as you manage before Bucky's scooped you up, carrying you to the kitchen.

"You don't need to carry me everywhere!" You tease, remembering that he'd carried you up the stairs to bed last night too.

"I know. But. Carrying you means. I. Can put you. Exactly. Where. I want you." He peppers kisses over your face and neck, tenderly capturing your bottom lip between his before he sets you up on the kitchen countertop.

There's no point arguing with him so you sit there quite happily. He makes up a quick pancake mix, washes some berries from the fridge, preps the coffee machine and sets the little dining table for the two of you.

Somewhere in between, you got a little distracted, perched on the counter scrolling on your phone. You hadn't noticed the way he's looking at you.

He's so caught up in the little things; the way the light hits your shoulder, the curve of your hips, the way the silhouette of your nipples are visible against the satin robe.

"Look at you, sitting there all sweet like your cunt isn't so fucking full of me."

That's got your attention.

You squirm a little, your body fluttering at how shamelessly vulgar he's being but nothing's stopping you from doing the same.

You spread your legs, exposing the slick mess coating your inner thighs. It's a mixture of your own arousal and Bucky's cum, dripping out of your sensitive cunt.

Your fingertips trail lazily over your exposed sex, your skin glistening in the natural light before you bring your fingers to your own lips, sucking them clean, giving him a little bit of a show.

"Tastes amazing, sweetheart." You groan, noticing the growing bulge in his thin pyjama bottoms. "But I lost track of how many times you came inside me this morning. You came so deep, most of your cum won't have dripped out yet. Bet I'm still totally stuffed full."

He sinks to his knees in no time, settling his head between your thighs, breathing in the faint smell of your arousal. His tongue presses flat to your sex, trailing from your hole to your clit and back, gathering as much of your combined release as possible.

He groans, low and pathetic, allowing his tongue to dip inside you as deep as he can bury it. He savours every drop of cum he earns back from your body.

When his tongue alone isn't enough, he slips a finger into you, followed quickly by a second, curling them against your sensitive inner wall.

"Bucky baby, please don't make me cum again." You groan, your fingers tangled in his dark hair but you know he's not giving you that choice. Not when his free hand is furiously stroking his own cock, desperate to ensure that when he's finished licking his cum out of you, he can flood your cunt with another load.

#asks answered <3 #becca writes spice #anon #needy!bucky #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes smut #I've gotten so into Scandal again recently #I'm so so so into Mellie #holy shit that woman is stunning #I'd be so tempted to write some shamelessly filthy Mellie x reader #I like Fitz too but just imagine THE COMPETITION #right no I actually HATE picking a colour for a pedi #I get a gel pedi every few weeks and I really need colour suggestions #Last time I got a sparkly red #the time before I got white with a pearly kind of shimmer on top #I've liked both but I'm so bad at picking a colour #I know neons are usually safe in summer but I don't think I'd like neons on me #open to any other suggestions tbh

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robo-milky · 3 months

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“…Master Rook, I understand if you don’t like… ‘stronger flavours.’”

“I can’t say I can experience the yin yang hot pot fully if I only ate from one side, no?”

Late CNY Celebration Doodle

Maybe family is the 垃圾猫 and 老外 you bring home <3

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chiropteracupola · 5 months

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a few friends from the Wood and the Riverbank

#em draws stuff #wind in the willows #witw #this is a redraw of my attempt at doing designs for these four about two years ago!#wanted to lean a little harder into the late-edwardian and also what I personally think could be fun out of these critters #also going to specify more clearly this time around that I'm drawing badger and ratty as butches!#also did that in the previous iteration but I think I communicated it better this time around #ratty's look here is also based on too-ticky - felt like the right place for some visual influence from tove jansson and tuulikki pietilä!#no glasses for mole in this iteration but I did think she needed something to spice up her design so she's got a little carbide lantern #and then I tried to give miss toad a big hat but it wasn't working out visually... you should still imagine one though :}

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saucywendeee · 1 year

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👻🧼 - Fantasy AU - True love’s kiss

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hoofpeet · 1 year

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Emmet just blaming Spice like the dog out here causing all the problems in his life. Bet that at some point Spice bulldozed over Emmet in dog form. Emmet flying to the ground like a small toddler. Spice would definitely be the type to run into and drag people.

YEAH I love thinking about the fact that alpha zoroarks are like. 10ft tall. Spice is fuckall huge for no reason and could definitely effortlessly bulldoze Emmet </3

#hoof draws #mailbox #replacement ingo au #.also like to imagine that spice is the designated security guard? of the station #the only 'command' he knows is MAUL. which ingo uses exclusively when someone needs to be removed from the station #some guy being a dick on the train. Ingo points at him and yells MAUL at full volume #spice instantly de-emmets and barrels at the guy full force and starts shaking him around like a chew toy b4 dragging him outside

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dawns-beauty · 9 months

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Went on a tag rant earlier, but I'll also post it:

Not everything in Skyrim needs a 4k+ texture mod (or a super high poly version, tbh.)

All those 4k clutter mods are eating into your VRAM and for little benefit. For small objects, 2k is practically identical to 4k, and 1k is usually sufficient if you're not zooming in on every apple (which... Are you honestly doing that during regular play?)

4k shines more on big objects where the texture is stretched over a larger mesh (dragons, for example) or for stuff like armors, horses, etc in screenarchery when you're doing close up shots.

2k is great for trees, landscape, bigger objects where you won't necessarily be zooming in.

Really small objects (ants, eyes, etc) look fine using 512x512 (again... How often do you zoom in to look at ants??)

Additionally: even modern 'realistic' games don't go 4k high poly on everything all the time! Smaller objects are often lower quality compared to characters because it's not as important. Modern games have better methods of reducing texture qualities dynamically that even modded Skyrim can't even touch.

Anyways, Cathedral Assets Optimizer is a great tool to tune down any textures that are too big.

#skyrim #skyrim mods #not trying to be controversal but like... there is an 8k apple mod. apples do not need 8 k's. trust me.#but it's not something i think the average user knows so i feel like i need to say something #like... pay attention to stuff even in the new GoW or Horizon and you can see some polygons and lower quality on shit that isnt important #one of my hobbies is looking at all the clutter up close in games #because its fun and theres often easter eggs #this is by no means gospel: if you have a beloved piece of clutter you want to spice up go for it #i wouldnt recommend it with items where theres a lot of them in one place often (like apples) but unique stuff should be fine

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squ1dteeth · 8 months

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I'm sorry but "I'm pointing out all the animation errors uwu" is a cruel way to critique Helluva Boss. So fucking mean spirited. Critique the story, the character designs, things Vivziepop did, but fuck, don't rope her overworked and underpaid animators and editors in it. That's a level of mindless hate I hope I never get dragged down to

#some of yall in the critical tags need to see this #also animation errors are inevitable in like. all animated media #of course there's some examples where their prevalence is indicative of a larger underlying issue #like high guardian spice #but come on #helluva boss critical #vivziepop critical

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altamira-a · 7 months

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Can't wait for the day that I start suddenly start hearing wispy disembodied voices from the woods and discover the Supernatural folklore themed mystery I know I'm supposed to go solve

#cryptozoolologist #cryptid hunting #crypidcore #cryptid #mystery #escapism #cryptid academia #God I wish #Like some gravity falls type thing you know #I just need some Spice in my life #Im close enough to the woods it could happen any day now

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clockwork-garden · 22 days

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I don't usually write in books, but cookbooks are the one exception. I've never made an aggressive note before, but the recipe for this soup I made the other day really needed some help and some scolding.

#I'm white as fuck btw #but seriously white people just don't season their damn food #every time I make a new recipe that I know was written by a white person I do at least half again or double the spices #sometimes even that's not enough #for this soup I think I'm going to have to quadruple the spices and add some new ones #who the fuck thinks 1/4 teaspoon of anything is going to season a soup that needs like 7 cups of water for the broth‽‽‽‽

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becca-e-barnes · 21 days

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I think too much in real life to fully let myself enjoy some activities so I'm going to live vicariously through the characters I write 🙃

He's here for pleasure. You're not under any illusion about his intentions. Sure, he'll let you snuggle up beside him afterwards, playing with the little soft curls on his chest. He'll kiss your forehead and smooth your hair and you'll laugh together about the silliest things but it's no secret that it's the sex that keeps him coming back.

Secretly, it's exactly what you need too. It works well for both of you. You get someone who has the confidence and experience to show you things you didn't even think you'd be into and you get to simply enjoy the way he gets off on pleasuring you. There's no need to feel shy around a man who's told you his secret filthy fantasies.

"What's one thing you've always wanted to do but have never had a chance to?" You probe one evening, taking your necklace off and placing it on the bedside table, well aware he's probably wearing more of your lipgloss that you are after the way he greeted you at the hotel room door.

You hop onto the bed to take your shoes off, enjoying how the mattress bounces you slightly.

He doesn't answer right away, pouring two glasses of a sweet, chilled Riesling before handing one to you. You take a sip, trying not to put him under pressure but the time he's taking to consider your question makes you even more curious.

"If I tell you, I'd like you to try it with me. So how badly do you want to know?" He stands in front of you and places the glass to his lips and in that moment, you couldn't want anything more than you want to fulfil a fantasy for him. You want to be something he's never had and offer him opportunities to enjoy your body that he might never have again.

"Tell me. We'll do it." You hardly even have to think about it.

"I'd like to lick you. All of you. Run my tongue all over your body. Find what makes you shiver. Find what makes you moan. Find the places that are so ticklish you need me to stop. I want to lick all the places you've never been licked before. If you'll let me." He really could make anything sound appealing.

Excitement fizzles in your core and a real desperation begins to build. Just being around this man makes you wet so you can't help the fact you're ready for him already.

"If that's what you want to do, I'll let you." If you're honest with yourself, you'd probably agree no matter what he asked for. You trust him enough to know he won't take you further than you're comfortable with.

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You knew what you were signing up for but you didn't think it'd feel like this. Why the hell haven't you tried this before?

He's kneeling at the end of the bed, stroking his cock while his hot, wet, stiff tongue flicks gently against your asshole and there's no denying how much you're enjoying the pressure there. You couldn't hide it if you tried. You're so wet, you're practically dripping and it only spurs him on. It's intimate in a way you don't think you'll ever recover from while being one of the most erotic things you think he's ever done. There's nothing to be embarrassed about it when it's clear he's enjoying it just as much as you are. Maybe more.

The way you're gripping his hair has you wondering whether the strain on his tongue or his neck will overwhelm him first but he shows no signs of relenting. That is until he stands up, already looking delightfully over-pleasured and sinks his cock into your fluttering, neglected cunt without a word.

If he goes too fast it's all over and he knows it but he can't resist holding both of your ankles, watching you while he places open mouthed kisses to the soles of your feet, thrusting into you with slow, calculated strokes.

#becca writes spice #becca's thots #dbf!bucky #dads best friend! bucky #I just want to get some of my personal needs out before I go back to writing requests #I have a couple more fantasies that I can't shake so I'll have to write those soon #I had an assignment due this afternoon and oh boy #Leaving it to 9pm last night before I got started was a plan that I knew would suck #but I was in my second job all last week and couldn't be bothered starting any earlier than that #so I worked from home today to tackle the sleepies #and I spent all day working from bed with an Easter egg so like... pretty good Monday #tw: alcohol mention #tw: alcohol #can you tell I've been to one single wine tasting event 💅🏻

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quicksillver · 3 months

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guys i need a new obsession so i stop painting cyberpunk characters and wrestlers

#mish complains #it's getting repetitive i need some spice in my life #it's been like 6 months since i've painted anything not wrestling or cyberpunk #what if i paint cyberpunk ocs instead

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lrdvyke · 2 months

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Vyke, his Maiden, and Shabriri / a relationship study. ❛ Did he make his choice for his maiden, or did some other force lure him with suggestion? ❜

Shabriri came to the Maiden first, but not by design. Vyke caught his eyeless gaze with the win of the first Great Rune, putting him above the other Tarnished that came and went through the Lands Between. Vyke held a certain promise well on his way to earn him a place upon the throne itself, but one that Shabriri desired to break and mold into a vessel to carry the flame of the Lord of Chaos. One that will finally put them all onto the right path, given to them by the Three Fingers. Yet, there was a problem: getting to Vyke proved difficult with the Ancient Dragons supporting his growth. There was no viable way to push the Tarnished Champion down enough to start chipping away at the cracks wrought by simply being in the Lands Between.

No way, that is, until the second Great Rune was won. No way until Vyke and his Maiden entered onto the capital streets, saw the thorns covering the door and the passage barred. Unprepared, unknowing, despite doing all that was meant to be done, the path into the Erdtree has become impassable. No flame hot enough that could burn the roots from the passage. No incantation worthy enough that could break the seal holding it all together. Hope, once a vibrant thing, now shriveling fast before them. Long were their discussions about what it is they needed to do, long did they search for an answer that brought them to the same question that they started with: with two Great Runes in hand, what more needed to be done?

The answer came eventually, in a dawning horror of realization that fast brings about the necessity of sacrifice. There is little to say how it came to be known; be it through the information given and guessed upon as they looked out towards the Mountaintops, to the Forge of the Giants where the Flame of Ruin is contained, or by a whispering agitator that knew more than they led on. But one thing was certain: the Maiden's mind began to shift, to reflect upon her own station and find something amiss. Vyke was blind to this subtle change growing right beside him.

In the Maiden's budding grief and sense of dread for what the future may hold for her, she became a beacon for the caller of the Frenzy: Shabriri. In the guise of another, he was the shoulder for her to lean upon, to speak of her fears that he fed greedily enough with calmer words. He knew of the flame that which could burn the tree and the world surrounding, it is the very one that which the god of Chaos yearned for in the centuries since it was called down into the Lands Between, wanting nothing more than to incinerate all until there is nothing left. To start anew, to begin again.

Shabriri would show her the way, of survival, to convince her Tarnished that it is not right for such a terrible sacrifice to stain his ascension and she accepted readily enough. In the form of a slow knife to the heart, the cover of her mouth as he stared into her eyes, the dulling of her gaze of gold, and the promise of a life evermore, the Finger Maiden of the Tarnished Champion fled from the Lands Between. The first lie told, fire would soon lick her bones as it nestled inside of her. Shabriri took her body for his own and finally found his way to Vyke's ear.

❛ ( You are about to sacrifice something precious. ) Am I not precious to you? ( The life of a fair maiden, ) The life of the Maiden who has done nothing but serve you. ( that you would toss into the fiery forge. Only so that you may be Lord. ) You would toss me into the fiery forge so that you may be Lord, is that it? ( What a horrible thing to ponder. ) What a horrid thing to even conceive. ( Your ascendancy requires her sacrifice, whether she wishes it or not. ) Your ascendancy requires more sacrifice from me than from your own self. ( But how would the Lord, crowned so, be looked upon? ) How would you be looked upon, crowned so in my blood? Is it something you would be proud of? ❜

No, Vyke would say. No, Vyke would repeat. A deep-seeded grief began to seep through the cracks that formed within his time in the Lands Between. Long would he stare at the forge within the misted distance, the voice of his Maiden whispering in his ear that she does not deserve this fate. That to make the sacrifice, to take what he wants righteously, he needed to be the one to throw himself in. He needed to take that which would protect him, deep below the Erdtree, and make a pact with the Three Fingers and inherit the Flame of Frenzy itself. Become a better Lord. Become that which would never falter. Incinerate all that which divides and distinguishes ... is that not what he wanted after all? Yes, Vyke would say. Yes, Vyke would repeat. This would be the true path. None other.

Thus Vyke descended, goaded by the voice of his Maiden down further and further into the depths. Past the church, past the emaciated bodies littering the floor, past even the pile of those just like him who made his landing from the high beams unsteady—he pushed opened the door, and saw the Three Fingers rake across the stone ground trailing with sickly yellow flame. Second thoughts made him turn, to the closing of the door as the fingers took hold of him and melted steel and flesh both until he saw nothing, heard nothing, and felt nothing but that curling fire.

Once he was able to pick himself back up, to drag himself from the depths and out of the capital, his mind scrambled for purchase on a singular thought of getting back to his Maiden. To tell her she is safe, that they may go on to the Mountaintops together. But he returned with her blood upon his shaking hands and her lifeless form sitting so plainly upon a chair. The flames engulfed him for a second time, as his cries were echoed within the village.

Shabriri came back to him eventually, as a whisper inside his head. To begin pushing him away from the village, back towards the forge so that none could be sacrificed in vain. But word already spread of Vyke's crimes. He was hunted, he was brought low, and before he could get to the giant's flame, he was thrown into the Evergaol never to be seen again.

#— study.#— rel. maiden #— rel. shabriri #let me know if i need any content warnings. but huzzaH finally finished with this ghkjsg #always had this on the back-burner thinking that maybe it's a bit too much #but it stuck the more i looked into other theories and the like #anyway the first quote at the top always made me go: why not both? and so this was born hgkjshgjk #beware it's long and reads more like a story??? than me rambling. wanted to give it some Spice #and idk a bit nervous posting this hhhhhh anyway hope u like if u read this far. if u dont like then im sorry 😭#its 12am so im going to BED

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dreamerwriternstargazer · 4 months

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Horrifying my family by ordering a Hawaiian pizza with a twist

Pineapples, Turkey ham, pepperoni and green chilli

#I felt like it needed some spice! it’s not that bad #also the place didn’t do a traditional Hawaiian so I had to add some elements #star speaks

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chxrryrose · 10 months

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daniel needs to collab with gang of youths and make a ‘ricciardo is racing’ line aka speedway 2.0 merch

#enchanté has been cool and it is the overarching line #but we need to spice it up a bit within the line #i say that like i can afford any of it #but seeing it would give me at least some joy #daniel ricciardo

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