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bucksbirthmark · 1 year
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we have time
It’s getting easier, right?
Must be. He just can’t properly remember how bad it was before. How he used to not even notice the catastrophizing, let alone try to stop it. How he used to berate himself for every little mistake, the voice in his head sounding so much like mother’s, she could’ve been in the room with him.
How he used to hold back from finding his way to the Diazes’ any time he felt lonely. He’s still working on not feeling guilty, like an intrusion, a burden. But at least he goes. Eddie would, truthfully, be more upset to find out Buck had wanted to come and didn’t than he would be to hear the key in the lock, the quiet “Hello” at the door. He’s still working on the “I’m safe here. I’m wanted here. I deserve a safe place where I’m loved unconditionally.” But it’s getting easier.
Right?
Buck makes his way to the kitchen, noting the soft sounds of what must be a phone call with his new middle school friends coming from Christopher’s room. Eddie is humming at the sink, tackling the evening’s dishes.
“Hey.”
Eddie turns and hits him with one of his most beautiful, startling, life-giving smiles.
Buck can’t always remember how hard it used to be for himself, but he definitely remembers how hard it used to be to get Eddie to smile. Not long ago, Buck would’ve given his good leg just to see a smirk, a fraction of the sunshine directed at him now. Now, all he had to do was show up.
“Hey.” Eddie shuts off the tap. “Thought when you didn’t show up before dinner, I might not see you tonight.”
He expected him. Eddie knew he would want to be here tonight. Or maybe Buck is just here nearly every night these days.
“Sorry, I -“
“For what? Not coming for dinner or coming by now?” Eddie asks, cutting off Buck’s spiral at its knees.
“Um-“
“Doesn’t matter. I’m glad you’re here.” He’s still smiling. And Buck is weak. So, maybe, just maybe he believes it.
“I’m glad too.”
He’s not sure when they got so close, when he walked the length of the kitchen to meet Eddie at the sink, but Buck finds himself leaning in to Eddie’s orbit, pulled by the gravity that brings him here each night. Like a string that goes taut whenever they get too far apart. Apparently, too far is whatever the distance is between Eddie’s house and Buck’s loft.
Eddie is Buck’s safe place.
“I always want you here.” Eddie is whispering now.
I always want you here. I want you here always.
“Whenever you’re ready, we’re waiting.” Not impatient, not frustrated. Just soft and kind and safe.
“I just need a little more time, I think.” Buck doesn’t want to rush this. Jump in before he’s ready. Like he’s done with too many other things. This - Eddie and Christopher - is too important. He can’t ruin it. “A little more time to- To trust this. Not you,” Buck swallows hard. “To trust myself. Me.”
“I know.” The look in Eddie’s eyes says everything he’s holding back. Giving Buck the space and time he’s asking for. But reminding him what’s waiting on the other side of that time. “Like I said. Whenever you’re ready. And not a second before.”
“It’s getting easier.”
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wasabi-gumdrop · 11 days
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oh
i am. unwell.
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puppyeared · 8 months
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harbingersglory · 4 months
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Mayhaps something with (transfem) Kujou Sara fucking a bratty reader who (intentionally) pisses her off to the point where she goes all out with her full inhuman strength, ultimately knocking them up completely by accident because she was so caught up in the moment she forgot to pull out?
I bet nobody expected her to be first out of her siblings to become a parent, least of all herself, but she ain’t complaining!
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{☆} characters kujou sara {☆} notes drabble, implied fem reader, sub reader, transfem kujou sara {☆} warnings 18+ content, breeding kink
Kujou Sara was not one to allow herself to lose her ironclad control– she was a general, above all else, a servant of the Almighty Shogun.
Yet try as she might, you..you had a way of getting under her skin in a way that had her patience and will tested. Maybe it was the bratty, teasing demeanor that had her jaw clenched so hard it creaked, or maybe it was the provocative words you'd whisper in her ear while she was trying to focus.
It was irrelevant in the face of her dragging you back to her quarters, her brows furrowed and her lips pursed into a thin line– she tried to be gentle, but her grip was firm on her arm as she pulled you into the delicately managed room, her composure cracking like shattering glass. She wanted to wipe that smug grin off your face when she slammed her hands against the door, the wall nearly splintering beneath barely restrained strength, her expression..less than amused.
"Just what are you trying to accomplish?" She ground out, her teeth aching from how hard she was clenching her jaw– and, though she refused to outwardly admit it, your little..distraction was working far better then she wanted to admit to even herself. "I told you not to..to do such things while I'm working. Do you ever listen?"
She nearly growled– like some common beast, she thinks, and she is glad for her tempered control that she did not embarrass herself in such a way. She still had her dignity. But Archons, you were testing that control even still– the way your tongue poked out like a child, mocking and teasing, as if you wanted her to snap.
She almost considered it, but..you were human, she had to remind herself. Archons knows she's never forgive herself if she actually hurt you.
"What? Can the General not handle a little playful banter?" Sara opened her mouth to snarl back a reply, but she closed it but a sharp click just as quickly, a grimace gracing her features instead. "Is that all it takes to rile you up?"
She wants to deny it, keep her sense of control, but damn it– the way your hands glide across her skin, your nails just barely ghosting across the flexing muscles of her back..she feels her control slipping faster then she can maintain it, her lip quivering.
"You.." She croaks out in reply, trying to subdue the uneasy urge that lingers in the back of her mind with every glance down at you, every touch of your hands, every word that drips from your lips like honey. The silence is broken by a low growl, her hands tugging you off your feet and practically shoving you onto the bed.
"What? Are you going to shut me up? Or are you going to admit you enjoy it?"
Fine, she thinks, fine! If this is what you want so badly, she's going to shut you up the only way she knows she can.
She wastes little time between shoving you onto the bed and climbing on it herself, one of her hands reaching up to tangle in your hair as she shoves your face into the mattress, her other hand fumbling with your clothes– just enough to expose your dripping cunt to her, nostrils flaring at the sharp tang of your arousal, her teeth bared in a snarl.
She can't help the raspy groan that tumbles from her lips at the sight– you looked perfect like that. Quiet, your face forcibly held down, your thighs soaked in your own arousal. She absentmindedly wonders if you'd been so wet the entire time– if you'd just been waiting, no, practically begging for her to just..she can't even finish the thought, her hands trembling and her control slipping even further.
Her free hand fumbles with the hem of her own shorts, freeing her straining, twitching cock, pre cum beading at the tip. Her fist tightens in your hair as she leans over you, pressing her chest against your back and aligning her aching cock to your entrance. She almost snaps out of the fog clouding her rationality, but it returns in full force when she snaps her hips forward, sinking into your cunt with a sharp hiss.
"Fuck," Sara curses beneath her breath, groaning at the tight heat enveloping her– Archons, she'd never get used to it. It only drove her further over the edge, rolling her hips to force more of her cock into you. "Not..not going to talk back?" She growled, huffing and releasing her hold on your hair to instead slip her fingers past your lips. The muffled, garbled response was..far more enjoyable than she expected, the hazy eyed look as she sunk fully into you.
It made her feel lightheaded, to be honest. She was getting a bit too carried away, but the way your walls squeezed against her..her teeth ached for an entirely different reason, tongue swiping over the sharp points before she leaned down to sink them into your shoulder, pulling out and slamming back in with a muffled groan. Her pace was frantic after that, dragging moans and whimpers from your throat like a chorus of broken notes.
She hated how easily you got under her skin, but damn it, she couldn't deny how good it felt to put you in your place. You couldn't even get away if you tried– you were human, and while it made you fragile it also made you weak. Easier to handle.
Even if your tongue was far sharper than your appearance would make one believe.
Archons, she was so close, though. She pulled her fingers from your mouth, nearly crumbling at the moan that tumbled openly from your lips immediately after– she may have chastised you for your attitude, but she still thoroughly enjoyed hearing you. Just knowing you were unable to form anything more complex then senseless babbling was a special kind of high.
She wants to speak, but even her own words fail her beyond a low groan, the absence filled with the slick sound of her wild thrusts, caring little about the stinging ache in her thighs as she pounds you into the mattress without a shred of hesitation or rationality beyond fucking you into silence.
A small part of her, the rational part, tried to remind her to pull out– but your cunt felt so fucking good she just kept going despite the sirens blaring in her head. Even as your limbs tensed and your voice grew hoarse from screaming, she kept you beneath her, nipping at your throat to leave her mark against your skin. She was so close, just..just a little more. Just a little longer. Archons, she doesn't ever want to leave– doesn't ever want to pull out.
Her hands grasp your hips tightly as she nears her own climax, slamming back into you with a broken moan– she barely registered the fact she had cum inside you beyond the thrill of it dribbling down your thighs, not even her cock enough to keep you plugged up as she tried to gain some semblance of control through the haze.
..Fuck. She was going to regret this. She was, every so slowly, coming back to her senses– the first thing she felt was embarrassment, then panic, and then resignation.
At the very least she hadn't accidentally fucked you into unconsciousness on accident.
She was much gentler as she sat up, her cock still half hard as she pulled out, inhaling sharply at the way her cum dripped down onto the sheets. She hated how arousing it was. No– no. She needed to get a hold of herself.
But then again..you didn't seem to be complaining, at least not yet. She hesitantly lifted her eyes to see your expression, her throat suddenly feeling dry at the smug satisfaction on your face.
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vertiny · 1 month
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KEVIN: "He has a puppy-like face. You can't say it like that in English, it sounds..."
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more scribbles to throw in the salad
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rocketbirdie · 1 month
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destiny intersects with the ruined reactor...
little details!
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ferahntics · 1 year
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So that quiz episode.
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ayrennaranaaldmeri · 7 months
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man the dev notes w/ the stormshore tabernacle convo. whatever they're there for it's kind of remarkable how so much of the notes there for her are just textbook abuser stuff.
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melandrops · 5 months
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a pretty girl just told me she thinks i'm pretty everyone STAY FUCKING CALM
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perelka-l · 9 months
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ever ever ever ever ever. Bc I can't write lol.
Overseer Talloran and Omega-1 Draven :)
Alas, it shines very badly after hairspray treatment so it was really hard to take a photo. The pain! The pain!!!
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vertiny · 21 days
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CHANGMIN ☁️ NECTAR ☁️ 240321
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cyn-onym · 1 year
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Miguel O'Hara Smut Headcannons
warning! - nsfw (marking/biting + condescension + c0ckwarming + size k!nk + manhandling + s3x positions mentions + overstim + breeding + impreg mentions + dumbification + smono). gender-neutral pronouns, but minor fem qualities mentioned (nicknames + undergarments).
RAHHHH. I told y'all I had something inappropriate to say.
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▷ Miguel O'Hara is a man of many talents and accomplishments...and one of them is being a fiend in bed. But let's start out light. We all saw the trailers. This man has fangs and best believe he uses 'em. If he goes down on you be prepared to wear pants for the rest of the week because your hips and thighs will be littered with bite marks and scratches. All because he can't get enough of you and your taste.
▷ But as mean as Miguel may come off he can't help but treat you with kindness and respect, no matter what you do. So be scared. It makes punishing you all the worse. He'll either have you cumming back to back to back. All while lecturing you through each orgasm, "You know how upset that makes me." or he'll force you to cockwarm him until he finishes his work so he can do the latter. Sometimes he'll get a little too heated and lecture you in Spanish. "Mírate. Volverse tonto en mi polla? Contéstame nena? Hey, are you listening?!". He's so nice...but so mean :(
▷ Be even more scared when he's rewarding you. He'll give you some of the most eye-rolling, sheet-ripping, body-failing orgasms you've ever experienced. You'll be damn near ready to pass out and he'll just continue because your his baby and he can't help but spoil you for being/doing so good for him. "It's ok, I know. I know you can keep going, I got you." or "You're doing so well, mi amor, just like that." RAHHHH.
▷ Now let's move on to positions, but first, let's address the elephant in the room. This man is huge, and I mean that everywhere. His shoulders, his back, his.... The only thing small about this man is his waist let's be so fucking fr. And he uses his size to his advantage always looming over you and it honestly....turns him on. Being able to handle you and put you in any position, he pleases because you can't fight back or deny it, does a number on him. He's so sick for thinking like that :(
▷ With that being said his favorite positions are full nelson (because he just loves seeing you helpless and unable to fight back). Along with prone bone, and mating press (because he also loves pinning you down, being in control and giving you what you deserve).
▷ Which brings us to our next segment. This man has a breeding kink. Especially after losing his first child, but after a little convincing and therapy, he'd probably be willing to try for another...or more... Don't worry he'll unload load after load to make sure your thoroughly bred, and I imagine he loves the idea of a having a big family so....expect no rest "Just 1 more. One more. Linda, I promise." Knowing damn well he said 1 more, 3 more ago :(
▷ After his long days of saving civilians or working in his lab, he comes back late only to find you deep in sleep. He admires and coos over you (of course) but can't help but notice how your only wearing one of his t-shirts, and your panties...and you just so happen to be in the perfect position for him to pull your panties aside and slide in....and you can guessed what happened. But like any normal person you woke up, only for him to coo and tell you to go back to sleep which you obey. Only for you to wake up again to the sound of his choked/muffled moans above you with his claws tearing the pillow by your head.
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ivegennedmylastloss · 10 months
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so. i was thinking. in generation loss, why was charlie given the moniker “The Villain”?
because ranboo and sneeg’s titles make sense: Ranboo “The Hero” was showfall’s hero, no problems there, and Sneeg “The Taken” was taken prisoner in the first episode, taken captive when he tried to escape the carousel in the episode two, and was taken for granted had his life taken permanently (maybe) in the finale.
however, Slimecicle “The Villain” feels like it only really applies to the first episode, with him playing the antagonist to the hero in the form of the slime demon. in the second and third episode, he didn’t really play a villain, just mega chet and then himself.
unless, of course, charlie slimecicle was labeled the villain because he was the one that got the hero killed in the end.
be it intentionally or not, at the start of the trail of dominoes that leads to ranboo being crucified, sits charlie. in a mockery of his streaming set up, oblivious to his surroundings, unaware of the horrors around him until our dear hero saved him. an act of kindness that gave the employees the time they needed to lock the doors and seal the exits. had ranboo not stopped for charlie, they would’ve made it out and been free, they would’ve lived.
instead, our hero wanted to save their friend and in turn they were strung up and slaughtered for their good deed.
and what kind of good person would lead their friend to getting killed? who would let such a cruel fate befall his own brother? no, that’s something only a villain would do
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evscribe · 6 months
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Being a new addition to the ghouls’ polycule was definitely an experience. It was a relatively easy assimilation through friendship and what was now over a year spent knowing them all. It was rare to find Y/N in their own quarters so for Rain to find them shuffling out of Mountain’s room during early morning was no shock. Tour was sneaking up on them all and Y/N was taking up all the free time their partners’ had to offer. It was becoming more and more often Y/N and Rain would find each other in the wee hours when they both couldn’t seem to sleep. Rain’s dark eyes only briefly find theirs as they flop onto the couch in the shared space of the den. An almost dejected sigh leaves their lips as they curl into themself slightly.
“You’ve fucked up your sleep schedule bad, huh?” He comments knowingly, he only half heartedly tries to hide the knowing smirk on his face. A small nod of agreement from them was followed by a small frown.
“Cir, Sunny, and I stayed up until eight am playing video games a couple nights ago and that definitely made it worse, but it was completely wrecked before that.” They admitted. Y/N couldn’t keep eye contact with the ghoul out of shame. His hand came to rest on their thigh, his thumb rubbing their skin comfortingly.
“Sleep meds not working?”
“It’s still hit or miss right now while it’s getting back into my system regularly.” They explain with a sigh before they speak again, ”I hope it starts working before you guys leave.“
Rain’s chest started to ache at their admittance. It was hard to ignore the pain in their voice. This would be the first tour that the entire polycule would have a partner waiting for them back home at the Ministry and in Rain’s mind it was rather bittersweet. Mountain had talked about how he dealt with it when they were exclusive to him, but Rain was admittedly a little less independent.
”You can always crash in my room while we’re gone, if you want.“ He offers. A small smile cracks their face causing his heartbeat to pick up.
”I appreciate it. I don’t know if I will though.“ They admitted as their brows knitted for a second as if in contemplation. Rain couldn’t help but tilt his head at their words. “Any specific reason?“ He asks. A small sigh leaves Y/N before they rest their head on Rain’s shoulder.
”I think it may make me miss you more than I would in my own bed. When it was just me and Mountain tour was still a challenge, but now it’s even harder. I know Aeth will still be here now that he’s been reassigned, but that still leaves the rest of you guys to miss. Plus I think if I’m caught in the den without you all here I’ll catch hell.“ They admit
”When has that ever stopped you from coming to the den? I remember when you would sneak in here to convince me or Swiss to go on late night walks with you in the garden. I think you used to get caught in here once a week or more at one point“ Rain tells them with a fond smile on his face. Y/N lets out a chuckle at the memory followed by a playful roll of their eyes.
”There’s less incentive to risk it without you guys here.“ They explain. Rain nods, understandingly before speaking again.
”Well, the offer stands either way.“ He tells them before snaking his arm around their waist to pull them into his side. ”I appreciate it,“ Y/N tells him as they place a kiss on his cheek, before curling into him. ”I might borrow a hoodie while you’re gone since my bed will be so cold and empty.“ Their feign melodramatic tone making Rain laugh. He rested his head on theirs as he turned his attention back to the TV that had earlier served as white noise.
To Rain’s surprise it didn’t take long before their breathing slowed and they fell asleep cuddled into his side. He couldn’t help the warm feeling in his chest at the realization. Y/N rarely slept, much less slept well, so he couldn’t help but be a little elated at the thought of comforting his partner to this level. Only when the other ghouls started to wake and come out of their rooms did Rain speak again. First was Sunshine who per usual was a notoriously early riser. She went to greet Rain good morning before she was shushed by him.
”Y/N finally fell back asleep.“ He whispered to the ghoulette. Sunshine silently walked over to the couch where Rain and Y/N were, giving Rain a kiss and placing a soft one on Y/N head, before whispering a farewell and leaving the den. A similar pattern repeated when Sodo, Aether, and Cirrus woke up. Sodo and Aether both went about their business after a brief explanation of shushing, but Cirrus decided to cautiously settle on the couch beside Y/N, who only stirred for a second then buried their face in Rain’s chest causing Cirrus to let out a quiet ‘aww.’ Cirrus gently cuddled up to Y/N's sleeping figure making them let out a quiet content sound. Rain couldn’t help but admire the scene before him. Cirrus smiled at him lovingly before resting her head against Y/N. Rain once again turns his attention back to the TV only to soon after be pulled into the warm lulling pull of his partners
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cupiidzbow · 4 months
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my headphones are at my dads house so I can’t enjoy a two headphone experience but I’m listening to funky voice clips ( yknow like a normal person ) and there’s a bunch of them that’s sooo silly he does like a lil humming thing from mkwii that I’ve never heard and there’s a “BABY!” clip i can’t take his ass seriously I love him so bad
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