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danddymaro · 3 months
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Staying In | Kars x Reader
big boy stays with you
Sweet stuff.
Word count: 352
Staying In
Kars watched as you continued to sleep through the night, unperturbed by any of his movements, at an ease he hadn't thought could be possible near someone like him.
-For a prey like you to be so trusting ; there was certainly some sort of amusement there for him to muse over.
But of course, he wasn't too surprised.
You were the exception to many of his doubts, a constant reminder of how beautiful humans could be.
-You were truly a rarity to come across, and he appreciated your very existence, as he did most creatures that basked under the sun.
His large hand lightly ghosted over your head, occasionally petting you with a contemplative sigh as he considered slipping out of your home again.
The illumination of the forgiving moon called out to him as it was the only time he could explore freely. His old friend smiled down at him, luring him, yet he resisted.
You wouldn't be aware, only slightly upset when you saw him again, but too grateful to have him return to dwell in it.
He knew you well enough to know that you wanted more time with him, you were sentimental and needy in that way.
-Not that he minded much.
After all, It's the custom as he's never stayed longer than a few gracious hours. Though, he's been willing to extend that time lately.
You're fortunate to have claimed a part of his heart, a piece that was growing furthumore as time progressed.
"I suppose…" he murmurs as he leans down, his lips pressed to your shoulder as he takes a second longer to consider his options before ultimately deciding to stay.
" These few hours will belong to you," he declares with a touch of gentle delight before it takes him a moment to settle, to try and fit close to your smaller frame as he tests out holding you close, your entire body shifting in silent complience he finds to his favor.
If he were inconsiderate, he'd let out a hearty laugh as you immediately cuddle close to him, clutching his hand to your chest and between your two arms that hold it lovingly.
"My precious little gem," he softly says as he holds you from behind, cocooning you with his larger body and falling waves of plum that gently caress your skin.
"I'll stay with you longer,"
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devilioadskin · 1 month
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Joseph probably asked it ngl
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ponury-grajek · 2 months
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joseph would say that fr
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bioluminesced · 4 months
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Il mare eterno nella mia anima
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foksafristailer · 11 days
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When I see something crazy, I immediately think of Grandfather Joseph
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wesaier · 6 months
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Just some Kars sketch
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agoobear · 11 months
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barbie mugshot meme ft. caejose ✨
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baloneydoodles · 17 days
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i had a fever three weeks ago. original under the cut
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sansisnes · 25 days
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deliciest · 1 year
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danddymaro · 1 year
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Warmth | Santana x Reader
You guys, Where is the Santana love? 
He’s a good boy here, literal freaking sweet.
very short and mostly started as a headcannon but whatever.
Word count: 586
Warmth
He takes his time exploring your body, not only because it's his nature to do so, but because he is genuinely pleased to find the little spots that have you sighing sweetly.
Any reaction you give him is noted, and soon, he knows your body better than you know it yourself, something you'd never thought possible.
Needless to say, he's a selfless lover.
Whatever parts of you that aren’t kissed are caressed with his curious hands as they mold you, and his palms feel strangely soft as they travel over your bared flesh.
The little specs that rise over your skin  interest him, they have him looking on with regard he voices, a touch of concern there too,
“Are you cold? “ he asks with true consideration, his deep, crimson eyes on your own because he loved looking into their depths.
He questions you, but he hardly waits for an answer, his lips grazing your body, trailing up to your bare chest with the occasional warm puff of breath granted.
“ I’ll give you warmth,” he then promises, “ - cover you in it,” he breathes before his lips come in contact with the center of your bosom, one of your risen peaks greeted with a soft kiss.
Soon after his lips part, and he surrounds the bud.
His cheeks sink in as he slowly sucks, his tongue toying with you too.
His eyes are closed as he does so, and even if he can't see your reaction, he can hear your breathy sounds of encouragement, of utter appreciation.
The other breast is taken care of too as one of his hands travels there after its exploration. He palms it, gently kneading after discovering how delighted you seem when his caresses there are firm, yet benevolent.
As you arch your back to him, he knows he's doing right.
And if that weren't enough your voice tells him so.
When you praise him, it gives him an otherworldly feeling, one that makes his face flourish with color. It's deep and rich, prominent even on his tanned flesh.
All he wants is to give you that same feeling, that same warm, wonderful sensation that has him drunk.
He's not used to such praise, yet he wants nothing more than to have you sing them to him.
As your hands weave through his fiery locks he nearly melts, and becomes completely  subdued when the other hand pets one of his dark-toned horns.
You find them beautiful, worthy of remarks that make them sound fascinating, and it makes him feel like he's much more than just a dog.
It makes him feel that wonderful pride that his kind has always spoken of but he’s never quite felt a part of.
With you, he feels powerful, respected, like royalty, and he knows it's not something that was meant for him.
He hadn't told you about the hierarchy, about how the moment he was born he'd be nothing but a servant, and he'd almost afraid to.
Once he's had your adoration, he can't even consider a world without it. However, the moment you spoke of love, about how he's precious to you and irreplaceable, he feels a strange serenity.
He feels your dedication is true and he doesn't feel expendable.
And then he realizes something ;
This man has no issue in being a servant, only if he can kiss the ground you walk on, and serve your every whimsy demand.
You're literally his goddess, and he would do anything for you.
A/n: This takes place in a time where he just runs of with you lol. 
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regularcitrus · 1 year
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there’s no way all 3 of them haven’t snogged at some point
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based on this image
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ponury-grajek · 1 month
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I probably would never finish this, so I'll just drop the sketch here <3
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bioluminesced · 7 months
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swallow the sun ⭐️
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soutzouart · 4 months
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An illustration depicting Kars witnessing the sunrise for the first time
(Inspired by Sibelius’ Symphony no. 2 and specifically the 4th movement)
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wesaier · 8 months
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He's just watching
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