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farfallasims · 4 days
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Batters Up Mister Yankee ⚾
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spacedlexi · 4 months
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i thought we were gonna kiss up here are you still not over your dead girlfriend
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 6 months
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they r compeeting,,,,, for ur HEART
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ive been sitting on this idea for the pawn au for so long n last night i was asked to make some fluff of the Angst Supreme au so uh. this is way way lower effort than it should be but at least its smthn ig skjdfhsdjkfhsdf
i forget who it was who coined the term 'gigachad Eclipse' on my blog but fam i think abt u and ur brilliant brain every day. ur a gift to this world
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smertzimy · 6 months
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@zemothethirteenth
"You're very cute when you're jealous," Zemo teased, sneaking in closer against his side to brush a faint kiss against his cheek. "I was just checking us in, kočičko, was I truly too friendly with the poor receptionist...?"
"I'm not jealous, Zemo." Bucky sigh at the kiss against his cheek. Neither of them was especially subtle on the jealousy front and he was absolutely not going to convince the other about anything. "Maybe." He added before kissing Zemo's cheek.
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bottombaron · 8 months
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you think that if Guillermo said "vampire" to the human or vampire question, Nandor would have been like 😃 ok. *kills Derek and pounces on Guillermo to turn him properly*
because honestly, i think that was the plan if he did.
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jordanli-dribbles · 3 months
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Jordan Li x fem!Reader | 1.6k Words
You weren't exclusive. You weren't even friends. You were just two people who had been paired up in a group project the previous semester and somehow kept ending up in each other's beds. The unspoken rules were clear to both of you: no strings, no drama, and most importantly, no attachments. You had no mutual friends, so your interactions were limited to class or late-night visits to each other's dorms. It was a straightforward arrangement that worked for the both of you, until it didn’t.
It was a Friday night when your best friend convinced you to attend one of Dusty's notorious off-campus parties. You weren't much of a party-goer, but you were bored, lonely and a bit irritated. You hadn't heard from Jordan in several weeks and they seem to be ignoring your messages so you needed a distraction. You were having a good time until your best friend decided to hook up with some guy, abandoning you. Luckily, you bumped into a girl you knew from the year before. She was cute and you enjoyed her company. She somehow convinced you to dance with her, and soon enough the two of you were dancing and grinding, as her hands freely wander around your touch starved body.
What you hadn't noticed however, was Jordan's eyes on you as soon as you walked into the house. They didn't expect to see you at the party; you never really went to these types of things. But they guessed they didn't really know you, not the way they wished. They had been deliberately avoiding you for the past few weeks. You consumed all their thoughts, and that frightened them, so they pushed you away.
They tried to engage with someone else, hoping a quick fuck would take you off their mind. Yet they found their eyes constantly drawn back to you. They couldn't bear the sight of another person touching you so intimately. Their jealousy quickly rising as they felt the overwhelming urge to stake their claim on you, to show everyone that you belonged to them and no one else. Watching the person lean in to kiss you was the last straw. Within seconds, they charged towards you, harshly pushing the person off you. You tried to object as they gripped your wrist, dragging you towards the nearest empty room.
“What the fuck, Jordan!” You angrily exclaimed before they pinned you against the door, forcefully pressing their lips onto yours. Their kisses were aggressive, and almost desperate. You pulled away, shocked and still angry. They ignored you for weeks and have the audacity to ruin your relatively good night. Just as you were about to speak, their lips found yours again. They kissed you hungrily, like a person gasping for air after resurfacing from the depths. Their hands slid under your dress, cupping you, evoking an involuntary moan from you. Before you could even protest, their fingers were inside of you. The sudden intrusion making you gasp, and your legs instinctively widening, betraying your indignation.
"Do you think she could fuck you the way I do, princess?" they growled into your ear, their fingers moving skillfully inside of you. Trailing kisses down your jaw and neck, sucking on your sensitive skin, leaving small bruises along the way. You whined and squirmed beneath them, your body a traitor. "Fuck…" you whimpered, their fingers still thrusting inside you, curling just enough to graze that spot that only they could find so easily. You couldn't help but rock your hips forward, your hands gripping the door behind you for balance, a loud moan escaping your lips. They pulled back to look into your eyes as their fingers continues to move expertly inside you. Your soft moans, and pleading eyes being the only answer they needed.
"No, princess. She wouldn't. No one will ever fuck you like I do," they said, biting your lower lip before reconnecting your lips in a feverish kiss. You were lost in pleasure. Your pussy dripping, as their fingers fucked your core.
Suddenly, they removed their fingers, you whined in protested. Your breath caught in your throat, and you felt your face flush as you watch them lick their fingers clean. You bit your lip as you stared at them. You felt exposed and vulnerable, unsure of what had sparked this change. Their possessiveness and raw passion a stark contrast to their usual indifferences. You had to admit you enjoyed this new side of them. It was exciting and exhilarating. You craved their touch, their attention. You were addicted.
They smirked at your disheveled state before cupping your sex once again, their eyes never leaving yours. A soft gasped leaves your lips as you feel their thumb slowly rubbing your clit. "Tell me, does she make you this wet, baby?" they whispered, their hot breath tickling your face. You opened your mouth, but no words left your lips. Your mind was blank. You whimpered, your body squirming against their touch, desperate for friction.
"Then who does, baby?" they demanded, their voice rough and commanding, biting into your shoulder. A moan escaped your lips once again, and you arched your back, trying to press your aching pussy into their hand. You let out a frustrated groan as they abruptly pulled away from your body once more, their hand no longer caressing your core. Their eyes darkened as they grabbed your neck, tilting your head up to meet their darken eyes. "Answer me," they demanded, slightly tightening their grip on your neck, eliciting a soft whimper from you.
You stare into their eyes, their gaze unwavering. Your mind was clouded by lust, your body ached for their touch, but you had never seen this side of them before. They were usually cold, detached, and distant. Their possessiveness surprising, yet extremely arousing. The intensity of their gaze made your heart beat faster.
"You…only you, Jordan," you profess, your breathing shallow and ragged.
They smiled at you, their dimples on full display. "Good girl," they replied, before leaning in and capturing your lips. You moaned softly as their tongue licked your bottom lip, granting them access. Their kiss was slow and tender, a contrast to their earlier aggressive ones. Your eyes closed as you surrendered yourself to the moment. You had missed them. The way their hands held you. The way they tasted. The way your body lit on fire from a single touch.
"I fucking missed you." they confessed against your neck, your mind going haywire with the admission. Their hand trailed down your stomach, until it finally reached its destination. You moaned loudly as their fingers teased your core before they slowly inserted their fingers into you. Your head was spinning, so much was happening at once, but all you could think about was the pleasure between your legs.
They began pumping their fingers in and out of you, their lips and tongue exploring the exposed skin of your neck and collarbone. You moaned and writhed under their touch. Your hands reached up and grasped their shoulders, your nails digging into the fabric of their shirt eliciting a growl of approval from them. "Fuck," you whimpered as they worked your sensitive bud, sending shocks through your entire body. “Your mine," they growled against your skin, curling their fingers to hit that spot they always seem to find. "Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine." they chanted against your skin, their voice deep and raspy. "J-Jordaaaan… fuck… please. I'm close" You moaned loudly, your thighs trembling, your muscles tightening.
"That's it, baby. Scream my name." They said as their fingers continue to rub circles over your clit, picking up the pace, pushing you closer to the edge. "I-I'm gonna… fuuuck... I'm gonna cum," you say through labored breaths, your walls tightening around their fingers.
"Cum for me, baby. I want everyone to know whose pussy this is," they groaned into your ear. Your whole body shuddered as you unraveled, screaming their name as your climax hits you like a freight train. Their fingers continue to move inside of you as you rode your high. Your head fell onto their chest as you try to catch your breath.
They place a soft kiss on your head as they remove their fingers, causing you whimper at the sensation. "I love the way you taste, baby," they moan as they lick their fingers clean, "Your so fucking addicting."
They give you a lopsided grin as they look down at you, bring their hand back up to softly caress your cheek. You were both silent, lost in each other's eyes as their thumb gently brushed your lower lip. "I don't want to share,” they said firmly, ”…not anymore.” You could see the sincerity in their eyes, the intensity of their gaze sending shivers down your spine. Your breath caught in your throat as the realization of what they were saying sunk in.
Their lips barely brushing against yours. "You're mine," they declared again, “Only mine.” Your heart fluttered, a swarm of butterflies taking flight in your stomach. Their eyes held an intensity you couldn't identify. Pausing, they studied you, their thumb gently tracing circles on your cheek. "Do you understand, princess?" they whispered, their forehead pressed against yours. Your eyes closed, savoring the sensation of their touch.
"Yours," you responded breathlessly, pulling back to look into their big brown eyes. Your hands moved up to wrap around their neck, your lips finding theirs. The kiss was slow and passionate, conveying the emotions that you couldn't verbalize. Your tongues danced, and your hands tangled in their hair, pulling them closer as their fingers trailed down your spine, making you shiver. You had no doubt in your mind that you were theirs.
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This is the first time I'm write anything smutty, so it's only right that it's a mix of soft and jealous Jordan. Gifs by stannyramirez
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softerhaze · 10 months
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hm. i don't think she likes this dude
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mochikage · 1 year
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ceo!gojo who’s crushing on his secretary and overhears her dinner plans decides to keep her late at work that evening and order dinner from the restaurant she was supposed to go with on her date
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angeat · 6 months
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I don't know if it'd be up your alley but for the yugioh lesbians prompt, Ruri/Serena with optional 闇落ち/Academia Ruri because that shit makes the hamster in my brain go circles
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thank you for this my brain completely and utterly ran away with it and went like full au mode so. cough
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my interpretation of this is when ruri is kidnapped she is brainwashed into being an academia solider, forgetting her previous life though naturally she's not allowed out like serena so she gets very attached to her.
ruri doesn't mind it nearly as much, she has more faith in what leo says and lacks the level of pride in duelling that makes her want to show off so she simply finds most her enjoyment in being alone with serena.
serena has no idea how to really handle ruri's company or how to feel about it because she's never had someone with an unabashed genuine interest in her and being a friend to her rather than like... a bodyguard or something so she has a tendency to push ruri away, but ruri is perceptive enough to tell she sort of likes the attention, she feels hurt sometimes but it just motivates her to try to be closer and understand serena better.
ruri being as social as she is, when the others like sora and dennis are present she tags along with them as much as she's able so she gets like stories of what they did while deployed out and such.
given the way her morals are kind of absent since her brain is 100% academia propaganda with the brainwashing, evidently she absorbs a little of a sadistic streak from them so she's a bit Weird. being like innately a gentle polite sweetheart but also "omg I hoped you made him beg and grovel to be spared and watched all hope drain from his eyes as he realized you wouldn’t"
once plot happens and serena goes off on her own and defects, still at academia, ruri (after being in shambles from the news for a while) is like "I have to kill this motherfucker" and so escapes solo JUST to hunt serena down. turns into a toxic yandere yuri thing. because of course it does. I could go on.
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trevor4ever · 1 month
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i-like-the-eyes · 8 months
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V: “That man just knows which of my buttons he needs to push”
C: “Oh, my devil, aren't you just one big button?”
V:“When it comes to you I apparently am”
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My boy - Vitus and his favorite nightmare❤️🏳️‍🌈🔥
Read more about these two in my fic: Lowered Shades
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aprillikesthings · 2 months
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Okay I do want to watch another episode tonight instead of just back-tracking to watch stuff from earlier episodes over and over and roll around in my feelings and yell about them at my partner
BUT (this is from Corridors)
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Yeah yeah Horde Prime is evil and the actual villain of the series but the fact is: he could read Catra's reactions to things. ("Elevated heart rate, dilated pupils. Adora means something to you.") And while obviously he sees affection/love/etc as bad things, he still nevertheless tells Catra (more than once) to her FACE that she still has feelings for Adora.
And yeah the feelings are often a mixed-up mess of envy and resentment, which comes out of Catra as anger and a need for revenge, and which Horde Prime accurately interprets as very painful for Catra--none of those feelings would be as strong without the love and grief under it all and causing so much of it.
It's a cliche but it's true: the opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. And Catra might feel many things for Adora but indifferent is not one of them.
And it's just SO TELLING that after Horde Prime's next line: "Don't you want to be free of it?" Catra doesn't think "ha ha yeah that would be a relief lol"
She bristles and gets angry.
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And then looks terrified
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And YEAH obviously some of it is a logical reaction to being threatened with joining the hive mind.
But also she doesn't actually want to be freed from her feelings for Adora. And I don't know if she even knew it until that moment.
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freakshowtwopointoh · 6 months
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You never go into a night out meaning to make Jordan jealous. You love being shown off, nothing makes you feel more attractive than the stares of people who can't have you.
Unfortunately, every lingering gaze makes Jordan want to start brawling. They hold your waist close, their long fingers digging into your skin slightly, not letting anyone doubt who you came with.
You spend the first hour or so perched on their knee or sitting next to them in your corner of the club, taking the drinks they bring you and feeling the loud noises of the club dull, and the dance floor becomes irresistible.
One of the girls would pull you away at the first chords of Rihanna or Katy Perry and you would let the music take you. Hips swirling, hands tangling in your hair or resting on your friends shoulders. Eyes would follow you, and drinks would appear in your hands.
And before the fourth "gift", you were always being pulled out of the club.
"You are going to be the death of me, angel." They would growl in your ear, getting you both home as fast as possible.
They push you through the door and pin you against it, locking it as they begin to kiss down your neck, giving you hickey after hickey. Their nails sink into your skin, leaving more marks. You wonder if they don't also have super human speed, or perhaps a third hand, because the way they are able to help you out of your tighter-than-tight clubbing clothes and throw you onto the bed while continuing to mark every inch of your skin they can reach is impressive.
You aren't sure why (and honestly, you'd need a psych degree to fully psychoanalyze Jordan Li and their ... proclivities) but they were always rougher in their femme form. You think it might be because as soon as guys start eyeing you up, they immediately shift to masc and stay that way until you two are alone. Maybe they feel stronger that way?
They sink their teeth into the skin just below your collar bone, interrupting your thoughts. You whimper, unable to hide how their desperation was making you feel.
Even though you never tried to make them jealous, they were so hot when they were jealous. All of their attraction to you laid bare on their face, unable to hide their devotion to you, and desire for you. It always ended up like this: you, naked, on their bed, trying to keep your moans from escaping, and Jordan. Marking your inner thighs before interrupting the sleep of all of their neighbors by making you scream their name deep into the night.
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galedekarios · 4 months
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what it feels like going into gale's tag for good art, meta or hcs
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As sweet as honey <3 🥞🍓🫐
[Image description: A digital drawing of Sanji and Chopper from One Piece on a yellow background. Yellow and white details like stars and radiating lines surround them both.
Sanji is grinning with his eyes closed, one hand to his chest as he dramatically presents a large pile of pancakes to Chopper. The pancakes are covered in golden syrup and different coloured berries.
Chopper's eyes are wide and full of sparkles, and he drools at the plate with a fork in his hoof. His antlers are hung with metal and beaded earrings, one which matches with Sanji.
In the background are a small Robin and Zoro, Robin smiling knowingly at Zoro who seems flustered and looks away from the others. /End description]
(close-ups under the cut :D )
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[Description: Cropped views of Sanji, Chopper, and the small Robin and Zoro. /end description]
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z-lagorio · 1 year
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Beep beep! Kerry delivery! He’s very sleepy and cozy :)
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