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nixie-writes-aot · 1 year

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Reiner Breeding Kink Headcanons

Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, dumbification, breeding kink, cumplay, praise, size kink, creampie

Pairing: Reiner Braun x female reader

Author's Note: I had some thoughts about Reiner today fjfndn

I think we can all agree Reiner has a massive breeding kink. Reiner standing above you, cock slamming into your cunt over and over and over again. He just can't get enough of you, of how tight you are around him, and how responsive you are to his cock, which you're just absolutely struggling to take because this man is too big for anyone to take easily. Reiner is just absolutely massive after all and he can't get enough of your cunt.

So, naturally, he just wants to give for all you've given to him. Your time, your energy, your love. He wants to give back. What better thing to give to them than his very own time, energy, and love? In the form of his cum, of course. Only the best for you, the love of his life. Which he'll remind you of countless times, slamming into your cunt as he moans and groans in your ear about how pretty you are, how good you feel about his cock, and how much he just loves you. Because he does. More than life itself, driving his cock into you and granting you a brutal orgasm just to show you how much he loves you.

Reiner growls in your ear as he cums, filling you up and watching as you're much too stupid to lay there and keep his cum in. But that's okay. Reiner will take care of you. He'll push his cum back in with his fingers, fucking it into you. If that doesn't work? Oh well, he'll just have to fill you again and keep it in with his cock. Praising you as he pounds that tight little cunt, railing you again because "it just kept spilling out, it won't take that way, darling". Anyway, yeah. Reiner and breeding just makes sense.

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sinful-sketches · 10 months

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Siren Nix was born and raised in the IRIS Facility and is labelled (and treated as such) as one of the most dangerous monsters they got. Its got a massive enclosure underwater despite it being more beneficial for its kind to have a mix of water and air. It can breathe under water but Sirens are meant to spend a good 30% of their time above water and on beaches (depending on breed of Siren). Nix is a beach dwelling Siren specifically. It would've normally hunted crabs, fish, other saltwater creatures, and could eat humans (in a way a lion can but decidedly tends not to except in cases of starvation). But the reigning scientist that is in charge of Nix, one Doctor John Doe, has stuck it on a poor diet of various different canned fish instead pf the live fish Sirens thrive on. As such, everything with a heartbeat has been warned to not go into Nix's tank. Albeit other monsters and ALTRs seem to survive fine (minus the times Nix forgets other creatures can't breathe underwater)

#irisona monster au #siren nix #sin speaks

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fragmentos-adolescentes · 2 years

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Paro de Ecuador sin matices

La policía empezó a restringir vías y la marcha, haciendo que crezca el enojo y violencia en los indígenas.

La marcha por la paz, es una marcha por la conformidad, aunque tienen la base por el trabajo, mucha gente en Quito mismo, no tiene trabajo.

La educación no presencial no debería representar tanto problema, porque ya fueron dos años que se enseñó así, así que todos generaron recuersos para aprender de esta manera, no es la ideal, pero no es un gran lío.

El presidente ha intentado hacer felices a agentes políticos internacionales y nunca se puso a hablar realmente con las comunidades.

Ecuador ya estaba mal antes del paro, solo que ahora se lo puede ver y hacer palpable, es lo que realmente molesta a los otros.

La gente sigue siendo clasista y racista, lo ve todo desde el privilegio y niegan las necesidades de los demás.

Tener una población indígena es bonito para presumir la multiculturalidad del Ecuador, pero cuando ellos hablan de derechos incómoda su fantasía de la cultura indígena.

Los ciudadanos se la han pasando dando cosas a los indígenas, en vez de enseñarles cosas, porque la la primera les permite controlarlos, pero si se quejan los discriminan.

Guayaquil y su alcaldesa se niega a ver otras realidades y su mejor forma de reducir a los indígenas a nada, es buscando otros lugares para comprar frutas y vegetales.

Los organismos internacionales de la paz no están muy presentes porque se sigue considerando al Ecuador como menos.

El que haya un levantamiento en todo Ecuador, habla de que la situación está fuera de control, pero la presidencia se niega a verlo.

Las universidades PUCE y FLACSO que negaron ser centro de acogida humanitaria, son de las universidades con más proyectos, tesis, investigaciones de las culturas indígenas.

Y un poco personal, me avergüenza que el presidente de la federación estudiantil de mi U (PUCE) sea un clasista, racista y se refiera de forma tan discriminatoria hacia los indígenas; y que sea psicólogo, es lo peor que le puede pasar a la profesión, alguien que no sabe tratar a todos con igualdad y sin juzgar.

Nix

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thedemonlady · 2 years

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Dogma - “Father I Have Sinned” - (x)

#Dogma #Father I Have Sinned #Lilith #Lamia #Nixe #Abrahel #Metal Nuns #my edit #my gif #😈#☆- Goddesses of Metal -☆

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nixon-stars · 7 months

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It's honestly so funny to see qsmp posts when you have no clue what's going on. Like all posts are like, 'Cellphone had no clue what it was like being spiderman...' and it's hilarious to me.

#shut up nix #i honest to god love it when posts like that show up on my dash #they better not leave #i also know this is a sin i am committed #nobody knows what im talking about when I say 'my lil bb patrick..'

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nixify · 1 year

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Nix | 23 | They/xem

Welcome to my oc blog! Prepare for any and all content about the nonsense that I lovingly call my creativity, though don’t expect a regular schedule - I cannot control the times at which my brain decides to be loud about my stories lmao

READ FIRST:

Before You Follow

Tags

As my OCs are shown and developed here, there may be problematic content under the character tags that is later no longer canon (as far as I can tell that isn’t the case yet, but I’m putting it here as a heads up if it does happen).

If you ever find that one of my OCs becomes a comfort character of yours, cool! I’m glad that you found comfort in something I created! But with all due respect, please don’t bring it up to me. I’ve had bad experiences where my boundaries were disrespected for the sake of a comfort character and I don’t want to go through that again.

Other accounts:

heyspibs (Instagram, where you can also find my art, and Twitch which I pretty much use to lurk on streams)

SpibsVODS (YouTube, for my short-lived streaming hobby and any animations or speedpaints I may post)

@nixerium (main blog, you’ll find anything non-oc related there)

In-progress stories below the cut!

Danganronpa: Despair’s Resurgence (aka DesRes or Project Phoenix)

A fanseries of stories set in the world of the Danganronpa franchise. When a copycat killing game sets off a second wave of despair, it’s up to a small group of average people to shut it down before the world returns to disaster. Stories in this series include:

Cruiseline Catastrophe

Ringmaster’s Misery

Fallen Grace

Search for Salvation (working title)

Seventh Scare (working title)

31 Hallow Street (aka 31HS)

Reference Sheets

Students on the campus of Blucaster University occasionally talk of the Hallow Street disappearances and, like many youths in the city, dare each other to stay overnight in the house linked to them all. Erin Richardson, Li Chen-Martin, Phoenix Ellison, and Connor Griffiths are the latest group to face the allegedly haunted house. Are the rumours true, or is it all a dramatised story to scare people away?

Sins of Virtue (aka SoV)

Full description to be added later, it’s a story involving seven deadly sins and heavenly virtues (literally that’s all I have so far)

How Not to Write a Story (aka HNTWAS)

Andie Winslow, a university dropout with a creative mind, learns just how serious the warning “Be careful what you wish for” really is after being thrown into a world of their own design.

Reload

Full description to be added later, it’s still in the works but more developed than SoV. Partly inspired by HLVRAI.

Bruedor Chronicles (aka BruChron)

A worldbuilding project I’m working on that doesn’t really have a set story in mind, it’s just under here since there are a LOT of characters that live in Bruedor and I thought the name was fitting

#nix set loose #nix ocs #despair’s resurgence series #31 hallow street #sins of virtue #how not to write a story #reload #bruedor chronicles #okay hopefully this time I don’t have to remake the post every year lmao #edit: finally got the post fixed (I hope!)

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slytherizz · 5 months

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Everything, with you - Sebastian Sallow x F!MC/Reader

Tags/Warnings: 18+ | Breeding Kink | Size Kink | explicit sexual content | Dad!Seb

All tags can be found on Ao3

Summary:

"Watching you carry my children is one of life's greatest pleasures. If it's possible - you're more beautiful now than you've ever been.”

“Do you ever think about…”

“Having another one?”

A/N This works as a stand-alone but if you happened to have read either of my long fics this would sit either after the epilogue of 'Whatever it Takes' or in between the final chapter and the epilogue of 'In the Shadow of Us' (but I omitted the Azkaban references so it works for both). I have literally nothing to say for myself for this one other than...

For the thicc Seb girlies 💕

Dark curly hair tickled the underside of Sebastian's chin as he adjusted his son nestled in his lap. Book resting against his knee which was bent at an awkward and rather uncomfortable angle where he'd managed to cram himself onto Sam's little bed. Sebastian’s neck ached and his left leg was almost completely dead. Not that he minded. He knew his youngest would outgrow this one day, and would no longer need his father to read him fairytales. So Sebastian succumbed easily to Sam’s pleading and let himself be the dutiful mountain against which his son could rest.

"Now, this word’s a little tricky, so take your time with it,” Sebastian tapped his finger on the page. "What does this say?"

"I'm not sure." Sam frowned. He traced his pudgy finger over the unfamiliar word and along the bright plume of fiery feathers printed in rich shades of red and gold on the page. The enchanted bird ruffled its wings as it clicked its beak attempting to nip at Sam's fingers. Each time the bird squawked soundlessly as he stroked its plumage Sam giggled with delight.

"Sound it out. You see right here? The 'Ph' makes an ‘f’ sound.”

"Like ‘t’ and ‘h’ make a 'the' sound?"

“Exactly right. Two letters. One sound,” Sebastian said, ruffling his boy's hair proudly.

Alice, his eldest had always had an uncanny ability to memorise words. Could recall the contents of practically every book he'd ever given her once she’d devoured it. She'd taken great pride in unnerving her primary school teacher by listing every ingredient in ‘A draft of living death’. Which may have seemed like a feat within itself…until she’d insisted on doing it backwards.

His unique form of parenting had been called into question more than once by her teachers but who was he to tell his daughter that ‘most potent potions’ was not appropriate bedtime reading? Restricting her inquisitive mind would be a far greater sin.

Sam's little mind on the other hand worked like a tinker. Slower it may seem than his sister as he pieced together meaning. But that wasn’t nearly the case. Simply because he liked to fiddle with things more than his sister. Take a word apart and rearrange it before dismantling it again entirely. He picked apart the rules as he learnt them. All whilst, humming sagely from time to time like he was some great philosopher and he wasn't in fact, a boy of four who had spent the morning sulking when there was no honey left in the pantry for his toast.

“Try sounding it out," he encouraged.

"Fee-nix?" Sam’s brows furrowed slightly the new word unfamiliar and clunky on his tongue. "Pheonix?"

"That’s it. You’re doing well. Now I know you know the rest of it. Reckon you can read the full sentence?”

"The p-phoenix went up in…smoke?"

"Clever boy!"

Sam turned to look up at Sebastian, puffing out his chest with pride. Sebastian kissed the crown of his head affectionately. Sam burrowed his head into his shirt trying and failing to disguise a yawn against his father's chest.

Snapping the book closed and placing it on his bedside table. Sebastian scooped him up as he shifted off the small bed placing his son snuggly under the quilt constellations in golden thread adorned its edges.

“Right, I think that's enough for tonight. Bedtime for you mister.”

“But I'm not tired,” Sam protested. Rubbing his drooping eyelids which did little to rally his father to his plight. Eyes so like his mother's framed under furrowed dark brows. Stubbornness was an inherited trait and with how pigheaded he and his wife could be Sebastian should have known his children would be no different.

“I'm sure you're not,” Sebastian chuckled. Tucking the blankets tighter around his squirming limbs. “But it's already way past your bedtime. If you settle down I’ll put the stars up - How does that sound?”

Sam grinned, nodding his head eagerly as he buried his head deeper into his pillow. Sebastian pulled out his wand. Sam’s eyes lighting up. Glittering as they always get in his eyes when either of her parents performed even the simplest of charms. With an unnecessarily large flourish, Sebastian extinguished the bedside lantern plunging them into darkness. He whispered his modified charm.

Stars small but dazzling began to twinkle into life one by one across the steepled ceiling painting the cosmos across the wooden beams.

It wasn’t nearly as elaborate as the charm in the Hogwarts great hall that had given Sebastian the inspiration. Not quite a replication of the overcast sky outside, but to Sam’s childlike wonder; his father could conjure the heavens in his bedroom. Pluck the stars from the sky so he could sleep bathed in starlight.

For all his folly into the persuits into the darker sides of magic - there was no spell more powerful than the ones that made his children’s life a little more magical.

“Night, Dad.”

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Undoing the buttons of his shirt Sebastian shucking the material from his shoulders. Wincing as he kneaded at the tight knot that had formed in his neck from too long spent hunched over in his son's small bed. Stretching like a bear ripe from hibernation joints cracking audibly.

His dark brows lifted in alarm as he caught his reflection in the ornate oblong mirror tucked into the corner of their bedroom.

Sebastian had always looked like his father. Same bow to their lips, unruly chestnut hair and soft brown eyes like sodden earth after rain. He could practically divine how his features would change using the brushstrokes of the portrait of his parents that hung proudly on the stairs.

But it was the things that went beyond the superficial that made his parents' old friends stumble on his name and acquaintances double-take in the street as if the dead still walked among them. The determined set of his jaw, the curious glint in his eye. There truly had never been any mistaking exactly who Sebastian’s father was.

But he didn’t just look like his Dad ; he looked like a Dad.

Not that he'd ever been particularly lean . A stockiness to his frame as all Sallow men carried. Violence practically carved into his marrow. Built more for quidditch or boxing, than for scholarly pursuits he'd always been drawn to; but this was getting out of hand.

Sebastian frowned at his reflection. Still strong in the trunk in a way that he never minded, especially not with how it elicited such sinful looks from his wife but he had become notably softer around the middle. What had once been a sparse tuft of hair on his chest he’d taken great pride as a lad, was now thick dark hair trailing down his stomach.

It seemed as unprepared Sebastian had been, stumbling bowlegged and awkwardly into fatherhood, not having nearly enough time with his own to have much to go off; his body had settled far quicker into his new role than he had.

Scratching at the short beard he kept neatly trimmed. Well, for what could pass as neat considering his hair was unruly no matter where it grew. Sebastian twisted and turned, appraising himself from different angles.

When was the last time he'd duelled? Worked up any kind of sweat?

Perhaps he should consider himself lucky he was in the shape he was. Carrying his children upstairs to bed and lugging stacks of heavy stacks of old manuscripts and attifacts charmed against magical interference around the Department of Mysteries hardly counted as exercise. The closest thing anyone would consider vigorous was fucking his wife. But then again holding her small frame against a wall hardly felt like work.

He rotated his joints, and the tendons of muscle in his heavy shoulders flexed under freckled skin. An old puckered scar long faded to white across his shoulder now a mere remnant from his past life. Underneath the soft exterior of the doting father he’d become still lurked the shadow of the hellion youth he’d once been.

Delicate hands slithered around his middle running along the breadth of him stroking at the hair on his chest. Her warm cheek came to rest, nestled between his shoulder blades. Sighing affectionately, her breath tickling his skin. Sebastian leaned into her touch, even after all these years he still felt sparks.

"If you keep scowling your face will get stuck like that,” she chided. Sebastian snorted twisting in her hold to face her. She’d loosened the soft braids she usually wore at her temples so her hair hung loose around her shoulders. She smiled up at him, crooked and his heart stuttered in an unsteady rhythm.

“Alice, go down without any fuss?”

“Has she ever?” She quirked an eyebrow at him far more amused by their daughters' antics than cross. “Caught her trying to get into your study after I put her to bed - again. Luckily she isn’t half as stealthy as she is mischievous.”

Sebastian grinned at her, arching his eyebrows. “She gets that from you.”

“I think Scribner would have disagreed.” She said rolling her eyes. “But something tells me it's not Alice's nocturnal antics causing that face. Tell me what's wrong my love?"

Placing a warm hand against his cheek fingers combing through the hair on his chin. He shifted uncomfortably under the weight of her gaze. Failing to suppress the heat he could feel rising in his cheeks most likely staining the tops of his ears.

"Nothing, Pet. I’m uh-” he hesitated, wincing slightly. Perhaps she hadn’t noticed. And is she hadn't, he was reluctant to point it out. Lest it change the way she looked at him. She was still as radiant the first time he'd laid eyes on her but Sebastian was a far cry from the roguish boy who'd made her heart race.

He leaned heavily into her hand resting against his chin. Letting the tenderness of her touch and softness of her gaze quell the unease. “Just carrying a bit more timber than I'm used to. I hadn’t noticed how much the years had caught up to me. After two kids and all."

"You’ll always be the same stubborn and reckless boy to me," she wrapped her arms around him tighter. It was only a chaste peck but an inexplicable blush darkened her cheeks as she nibbled on the inside of her cheek contemplatively. Her hands grazed along Sebastian’s freckled shoulders, through the sparse hair on his chest nails scratching softly. "But I must admit…I rather like you like this. Broad. Manly.”

" Oh - Do you now?" he smirked. Admiring the flush that had stained her cheeks at her admission.

Seeming to take an unnatural amount of interest in the pattern of their curtains she averted her eyes blushing deeply. "Yes. I do. And don't let it go to your big head.”

Far too late for that. After all these years she should really have known better. His chest already swelling with pride a smug smile pulling at the corner of his freckled cheeks.

Tugging at the sleeve of her pale blue dress. The cotton slipped away to expose more of her skin. Sebastian snaked his hand around her waist to settle on the small of her back. Ducking his head to pepper kisses along the dip of her shoulder.

The faint smell of mallowsweet that always clung to her hair far sweeter than any perfume; a herb balm that had soothed and tamed his stubborn heart. Heat rose where he'd exposed her as Sebastian's mouth worked its way down her neck towards her clavicle. Her fingers pressed a little harder into his flesh feeling the tight coils of muscle that still lurked underneath.

Despite Sebastian's intention of letting his wife thoroughly enjoy the body, she found so desirable. She seemed distracted. Her breathing hitched a little as he grazed his teeth over her delicate throat. Sucking in just a way that would usually drive all the thoughts from her pretty head - that was not the case tonight.

“Besides - it's not like I look the same as I did before Alice and Sam.”

"Mmm, but watching you carry my children is one of life's greatest pleasures. If it's possible - you're more beautiful now than you've ever been.”

“Do you ever think about…”

She trailed off. Mouth opened and closed lamely as she searched for the words her eyebrows furrowed.

“Having another one?”

The high-pitched and uncharacteristically nervous noise of agreement she emitted made Sebastian pause his efforts to adorn her shoulder with dark love bites which were now blooming like wild grapes.

It was rare to see his wife nervous. Even rarer still for her mind to be elsewhere when it came to their marital relations. But he could understand her trepidation; it wasn’t as if either of their children had exactly been planned.

Before either of them were born he often wondered if they should have been parents. Not a single guardian between them to cobble together any semblance of what a parent should be. A trail of lost souls he'd not been able to protect.

Hazy memories of love weren't exactly a blueprint for success.

So Sebastian packed those feelings away even before he'd let them fully bubble to the surface. Resigned perhaps to the fact that although she may have fallen in love with the rough-edged boy he’d been; she'd still bore witness to the worst of him. A dark unsightly stain on his soul he kept cloistered away but they both knew would never leave him. Or her.

And why would either of them want to burden a child with him as their father; or her with his last name? It did not do to dwell on something Sebastian never thought he’d be able to have.

Then one day their world shifted and as willfully unprepared as they’d been for it; so did they.

Alice bloomed in the cracks of space in their lives they hadn’t known something had been missing. But perhaps had always left vacant and wanting for her.

Sam, followed so shortly after. Alice - barely a year old when they’d realised three would quickly become four.

By then, Sebastian had put to rest that gnawing anxiety that told him perhaps they should have never been parents. Fatherhood suited him. Soothed an old ache that had been throbbing since the passing of his own and now he wore it like a familiar coat.

He allowed himself to bask in the elation of their growing family; in a way, he’d not been able to with Alice. Not only taking pride in his wife, who practically glowed more beautiful than he’d ever seen her; but pleasure in watching her stomach swell once again with his child.

So much in fact, he lamented over the missed opportunity for what it would be like to take her with the sole intention of filling her with life. Could practically taste it every time he felt her unravelling on his cock. Dragged his feet at the apothecary when she asked him to purchase extra dandelion root for her monthly brew in the years that followed.

Already Sebastian could feel his blood rushing south at the thought. Inhaling sharply, calming his heart which was now thumping hard against his sternum as that familiar desire pooled.

“I love our family. Alice and Sam, are plenty troublesome and we have our hands full as it is,” he began carefully.

Sebastian cupped her chin, shifting her soft gaze to his. The smile he wore, genuine if a little weak. What he said was true. Sebastian did not wish to burden her with making such a decision simply to satisfy his elicit fantasies. He would not begrudge her if she didn’t want another child after she’d given him so much - more than he’d ever let himself hope for.

But she visibly deflated with his words. “Oh…so you wouldn't want another one?”

“No! I mean- not ‘ no’ . Merlin, it’s quite the opposite. In fact, I think I’ll always want more ,” Sebastian spluttered. Tongue tied and feeling the opportunity slipping through his fingers Sebastian took a breath to right himself. “Neither of us has much in the way of family outside of the one we made for ourselves - each child you give me is the greatest blessing I never thought I’d have. I’d love nothing more than to grow the family that we created.”

“I just want to know you're sure. You don't have to just because I want one.”

“There is nothing within my power that I would not give you. But, trust me love there are other reasons it appeals to me.”

“Oh?”

Hands glided down her spine grabbing the soft curve of her backside. Her eyes widened as he pulled her flush against his body where she could feel the growing bulge press against her stomach. Tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear, Sebastian ducked his head to nip gently at her earlobe before he whispered.

“Getting to fuck you purely with the intention of filling you with my seed. Watching you swell with another of my children. Breeding you. ” His voice, a low rumble reverberating from deep in his chest. Domineering. Predatory. Every point his body was pressed against hers felt like a fire that ignited a desire that lay dormant inside him. Desperate to claw its way out. Claim her as his - again . "Wearing the evidence under those pretty dresses of yours for everyone to see. So they know exactly what you let me do to you. Who you belong to.”

A visible shiver ran down her spine. Goosebumps prickling across her skin at the filth of his words. Feeling pressed hard against her stomach exactly how much the idea appealed to him.

“Sebastian-”

“Tell me you want it and it’s yours,” he murmured huskily against her neck. Nipping at that spot below her jaw he knew made her knees buckle.

His little witch had never been the obedient sort, as wild and stubborn as a poorly bottled lightning. But after all these years together - Sebastian knew exactly which buttons to push. How to make her laugh so hard her cheeks ached from smiling; a sound so perfect it washed his worries away like a tide. The ones that made rage; burn so fiercely he was reminded she was barely a witch at all but a dragon merely playing at domesticity.

Most favourably to Sebastian were the ones that turned every rational coherent thought in her head into a blinding fog of lust.

He trailed kisses across her skin, her pulse quickening under the tender brush of his lips. An eager whine slipped from her throat. Hips pushing against his in search of friction to soothe the heat pooling in her abdomen.

“Yes- fuck. Please, I want that. Another baby. Your baby.”

The choked sound that clawed its way out of Sebastian’s throat sounded far from anything human. Somewhere between a groan and a growl.

Wasting not a second longer he grasped her hips lifting her swiftly as if she weighed nothing at all. Thighs wrapped tightly around his hips as she moulded into him. Heat radiated from her core barely concealed behind the thin fabric of her undergarment.

Fingers tangling in his hair, she pulled his lips forcefully to hers. Kissing him greedily. Tongue delved between his parted lips as if he were the air she breathed.

From the way she ground her hips insistently, his wife cared little if it drove him to distraction; she knew there was no way Sebastian would let her fall.

Carrying her over to the bed to practically launch her down onto the mattress. Hooded eyes, devoured every inch of her husband standing above her. Her dress dishevelled had ridden up to expose the tops of her thighs which squeezed together in anticipation. Sebastian palmed his hard length through biting hard on his lip to stifle a moan.

Her nimble fingers came quickly to fumble with the buttons of her dress. Sebastian batted her hand away with a grunt to tear into them himself. His mouth trailed kisses further down her body with every inch he exposed.

Stopping as in his journey towards her core to pay particular attention to the soft curve of her belly. She whined under every press of his lips against her stomach squirming impatiently under Sebastian with the need for him to fill the womb he worshipped so reverently.

Sebastian pulled her hips sharply towards the edge of their bed dropping to his knees between her spread legs. Folds already glistening with unrestrained desire. Sebastian ran the tip of his nose through the sparse hairs. The heat of his breath teased against her growing slick. Shivering with anticipation her hips bucked craving - no, needing Sebastian to provide relief to the ache between her legs.

“Sebastian - please,” she whined.

“Impatient,” he scolded. Despite his own clothed erection strained against his trousers twitching desperate to be buried inside his wife’s impossibly tight core. But to Sebastian there no more perfect sight than her laid out before him. Bare, flushed and eyes darkened with desire. A nymph from some Greek tragedy he hadn’t tamed; rather merely a disciple come to worship at her altar. “Such a good girl. Already so wet for me.”

Her fingers tangled harshly in his hair hips bucking as Sebastian at last ended her torment. Licking a broad stripe with the flat of his tongue across her weeping entrance. Her head fell back in a broken whine finally relieving her from her torture. Sebastian released a groan of his own against her folds, lapping more needly at the growing slick. Savouring every drop she offered him. A man lost in a desert and her his bountiful oasis.

He knew her body better than he knew his own. Chasing her keening mewls a wordless plea for more, pleasure only he could offer her as he flicked and curled his tongue against the hooded bundle of nerves. Releasing his grip on her hip to slide his fingers into her tight heat. Savouring how her fluttering walls gripped him as he worked her open with every pump and curl of his fingers.

Her back arched, legs shaking the cool satin sheets scrunched in her fists as she writhed in ecstasy. Clinging desperately to them a last bastion of as she teetered on the edge of oblivion.

He chanced a glance up at her, mouth still servicing her fervently. Their eyes locked her voice caught on a silent plea for release. Sebastian sucked. Devouring her quivering clit and she broke.

Screaming curses and praise to forgotten deities her body jerking to grind frantically against his tongue. Sebastian’s hips rutted forward into nothingness as her body clenching around his fingers as he brought her to climax. His own need growing almost unbearable as he felt her dissolved into pleasure needing to feel that pulsing release around his cock not just his fingers.

His patience was now paper thin, he needed to be inside of her and from the way her fingers tugged at his chestnut hair impatiently as her orgasm ebbed - she seemed to agree.

Bed springs creaked as he crawled onto the bed beside her. He slid his hands along the dip of her waist gripping her soft flesh to flip her onto her stomach.

She peering back at him from over her shoulder. Her lips were swollen, her hair in a wild tangle but her eyes burning into him as if she could set him alight - daring him to take her as she arched her hips up and back towards Sebastian.

Gripping her side he bared down on her. Large body resting heavily against her back she curled up into him sighing contentedly at the feeling of his weight resting against her.

How many wizards had coveted her affection since their school days? Cursed the very ground Sebastian walked on because since the day she’d become his. His cock achingly hard grinding against her arse at the mere thought of her wearing the reminder to them all exactly who she belonged to under her dress.

He scrambled with the buttons on his breeches before pulling them off entirely cock springing free arching proudly and achingly hard. Slit glistening in anticipation that coil inside of him already tightly wound at the mere thought of filling her.

"Going to fuck even more of my kids into you," he purred low in her ear as he settled himself between her legs dragging the head of his cock through her spit-slicked folds. Their nerves practically vibrating with carnal anticipation.

She cried out, broken and rasping as Sebastian finally pressed into her with a strong deliberate thrust. Stretching her open inch by inch groaning low, his head falling against her back when he buried himself inside her to the hilt. The sheen of sweat coating her back salty on his tongue as he mouthed brainlessly at her bare flesh.

“Fuck,” she hissed as Sebastian began to cant his hips in deep maddening strokes. He hadn't expected such a lustful fog to overcome him. Like some primitive part of his brain had overcome him and now he was entirely consumed with the thought of her. Filling her with seed.

His eyes flicked up catching their reflection in the mirror. Sebastian groaned her name as he watched himself pounding into her relentlessly. Tiny body nestled under his own her spine curved in pleasure but her face was buried in the sheets. Stifling the delicious sounds of ecstasy she only made for him into the mattress.

Sebastian grunted in annoyance. Snapping his hips harder she only seemed to bit down harder on the sheets.

He didn’t just want her to feel him filling her with life; he wanted her to bear witness to it.

Tucking his arm around her waist he hauled her up flush against his body. Her yelp of surprise dissolving into a moan as the new angle had her sinking deeper onto his cock. Her back pressed against his chest she rolled her hips, eyelashes fluttering as his crown teased against her sweet spot. Sebastian curled a possessive hand around her throat to keep her upright. The other kneaded her breast, rolling the pert peak between his fingertips.

Despite the utterly filthy position in which he took her. Sebastian’s hands were gentle, large arms cradling her body. He whispered sweet reverent praise and encouragement into her ear with every roll of her as she sought her pleasure.

“Look at you,” he whispered. Pressing a kiss to her temple coaxing her to look and witness how fucking perfect she was. Her eyes cracked open, gaze settling on the mirror in the corner of the room. Sebastian's reflection grinned at her. She blushed deeply at the sight but she made no move to cover herself. Eyes devouring the sight of her bare, legs spread wide and impaled on Sebastian's cock.

“Fucking look at you.” He punctuated the statement with a sharp buck of his hips into her cunt.

She whined desperately with every deep maddening thrust. She leaned back further into his embrace, head tipped back in a wanton moan but she didn't tear her eyes away. As if wishing to burn this moment into her mind. Cunt fluttering greedily around his cock, coaxing more slick onto his shaft.

“Fuck- you're taking me so well. Do you- fuck. Feel how deep I am inside you?” Sebastian groaned at the slight swell of her stomach. He released her breast hand ghosting down the planes of her stomach. “I can feel you clenching around me - fuck . Feel where I'm going to fill you. Where you'll grow our child.”

He barely recognised the cadence of his voice, low gravelly more akin to a growl than anything human. He pressed a little harder onto her stomach. Feeling the head of his cock against his palm, he groaned. Forehead fell against the crook of her neck pumping into his palm as he ground into her with deep thrusts. Gently teasing his thumb over the blunt head through her soft stomach.

She whined readily, shivering with pleasure sinking deeper onto his cock with every needy roll of her hips. Blood pounding in his ears Sebastian could feel the pressure mounting. He released his hold on her throat, taking hold of her hips so hard he knew even if his seed did not take her skin would still wear the marks for days.

Leaning back so she could rest against him, his toes curling in the sheets as he found purchase to thrust into her frantic. Her arm wrapped around his neck keening and whimpering with every strong thrust.

“Please Seb- fuck. I need,” she rasped. Too deliriously close to the edge to tell him what she needed. What they both craved so desperately.

“Tell me what you want, darling,” he grunted. Peppering kisses behind her ear, along the curve of her jaw. “Do you want me to come deep inside you? Breed you? Make you mine again?”

“Yes. Gods. Yes!”

“Tell- tell me,” he grunted. Clutching her hips to pound up into her brutally. The coil inside of him tightened, feeling his release rushing in. Visions narrowing and cock twitching eagerly. “Tell me how much you want it.”

“I-I want your seed. Your baby. You. Please, Seb- fuck,” she cried out.

Deft fingers found her clit. Still so sensitive from how he’d already made her quake. Sebastian circled the swollen nub and her head tipped back in a husky moan. Grinding her hips against him, Glistening with a thin sheen of sweat everywhere their bodies were intertwined.

“You're going to look so perfect. So bloody beautiful carrying our child. My child.”

She gasped as that familiar feeling pooled in her core. “Fuck- Seb please. I'm close.”

“Fuck I can feel you. So tight - around my cock. Let go for me, my love. And I will ah - for you,” Sebastian groaned into the shell of her ear.

Despite his vision blurring as Sebastian teetered so close to the edge of nirvana, he couldn't tear his eyes from their reflection. He doubted there was a more mesmerising and all-consuming sight than watching her come completely undone. Head tipped back all words stolen by how expertly he fucked her so a tune to her body. Beads of sweat clung to every curve and dip on her.

Shimmering. Beautiful. His .

Teasing faster circles over her still-swollen clit. Bucking into her hard and faster. Biting down on his lip so hard he tasted the metallic tang of blood on his tongue as he desperately held back his release. A final uneven snap of his hips burying his cock deep inside her climax broke.

She cried out suddenly; a clap of thunder announcing a storm. Like the heavens split apart and she submitted to drown in the waves of her pleasure. Nails clawing against his shoulder. Cunt tightened and spasmed as she sucked him in impossibly deeper as Sebastian followed her. Pulling her hips down as her came hard.

Her name and filthy praise erupted from his lips in a sound he could only liken to a primal whine. Spilling his seed hot and purposeful into the deepest part of her channel. Grinding against her arse, Sebastian milked every last drop from his pulsing cock.

Willing it to take root.

Her body slumped against him boneless but every nerve alight and still shivering from the last throws of pleasure as her orgasm ebbed. Rasping in broken pants as she tried to recapture her stolen breath.

He kissed her cheek, tender, lovingly and with as much gentleness as Sebastian could muster with how he practically rattled with how hard his heart was hammering against his ribs; he shifted strong arms guiding her onto her side. Cock still sheathed inside of her. Unwilling to remove himself from her his mind still overcome and entirely consumed with the need to fill her with life.

Sebastian pushed his release deeper inside her with shallow thrusts. She whimpered hips bucking away from the overstimulation of the motion. He peppered soft apologetic kisses across the small bruises beginning to bloom around her throat wrapping his arms around her and cradling her body to him tighter. But Sebastian held firm. Hand pressing against her stomach a silent prayer. Willing his seed to take.

"I love you. You're going to look so beautiful. Full of my baby," he cooed, with a languid roll of his hips. Tucking her a sweaty lock of tangled hair behind her ear. She sighed, angling her face to meet his gaze. Dishevelled. Swollen lipped. Beautiful. Her soft crooked and familiar yet it still takes his breath away.

He'd once thought the greatest thing he could do was burn the world for her. But now he knew - It was to build one.

A life. A legacy. One that they forged and fought for together. Everything, as long as it was with her.

Despite his efforts to keep her full of him, he could already feel it leaking out around his shaft, hot and slick, coating her thighs. The crown of his cock dragged over her sweet spot before pushing his further in. “In fact - why stop at one this time? Twins do run in my family.”

“I don't think that's how it works-” she stuttered. But her core clenched greedily around his cock. Still stiff and firmly inside of her, it twitched with approval.

“Care to test the theory?”

#i headcannon dadbod seb so hard #daddy!seb #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x f!mc #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian x mc #sebastian sallow fanfic #sebastian sallow smut

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nixie-writes-aot · 1 year

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Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, praising kink, brat taming, oral mention, switch Reiner, dom Reiner, exhibitionism, uhhh more undoubtedly

Pairing: Reiner Braun x genderneutral reader

Author's Note: So. I saved this to my drafts with the ask, right? Tumblr ate it so uhhhh for the anon who wanted Reiner, here you are dhdnjsns

Aftercare: What they're like after sex

Reiner is a complete cuddle bug, whispering praise in your ear as he pulls you close. He's just as tired as you, if not more, but he wants you to know that no matter how rough he was, he loves you. Reiner absolutely adores you, naturally. He'd never pass up another chance to make you well aware of that. Reiner wants to know that you still love him, too. He can be a tad insecure, after all.

Body Part: Their favorite body part of theirs and yours

Reiner is rather fond of his height, while not a body part per say I'm gonna say it counts. He likes to tower over you, almost like a guard dog. Like you have some sort of scary dog privilege but said scary dog is just Reiner. Albeit Reiner can be absolutely terrifying when he wants to and has a tendency towards being protective. Especially of you.

As for his favorite body part on you, it'd be your hands. He likes to hold them, looking at the size difference between the two of you. Even better, he likes to pin them above your head or behind your back when he fucks you. Just so he can watch you squirm with no chance of you really hiding or muffling anything.

Cum: Anything to do with cum

Reiner loves to watch his cum drip out of your mouth or hole. That and cumming on your face in general. He has a really bad breeding kink, wanting to see his cum on you and dripping. Sometimes he'll even stuff his cum back into you, growling that you can't waste a drop.

Dirty Secret: Dirty secret of theirs

Reiner gets hard at the idea of having a stay at home spouse, of being able to go home after a hard day and seeing you cooking. Often he will end up fucking you after dinner, slamming his cock into you over and over as you can do nothing but lay there being fucked dumb by your boyfriend.

Experience: How experienced are they?

Reiner probably has had a few partners, aware of what he does or doesn't want. So not the most experienced but he definitely has enough experience to make you feel like you're on cloud nine.

Favorite Position: Self explanatory

Reiner likes any position where he gets to watch your face change and contort with pleasure, growling his praise in your ear as he fucks into you.

Goofy: Are they serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc

Reiner isn't particularly serious nor humorous in the moment, preferring to make it as lighthearted and comfortable as possible for you. Reiner prioritizes your enjoyment as much as he possibly can, he loves to take care of you.

Hair: How well groomed are they?

Reiner is fairly well groomed but doesn't prioritize it. If you asked him to, he'd probably shave completely. Reiner doesn't really care about body hair. He never has, viewing it as just another thing about human nature.

Intimacy: How are they romantically?

Reiner is an absolute sweetheart. He would take you wherever you wanted but his favorite is stargazing. Reiner doesn't like fucking someone just to get off, he needs a human connection. At least a friendship beyond just the sex but preferably a proper romantic relationship.

Jack off: How often do they masturbate?

Reiner masturbates pretty often, having a decently high sex drive. Plus he just likes the moments to himself to fuck his fist, the personal familiarity he gets with his own body. Reiner likes discovering how best to please himself.

Kink: One or more of their kinks

Breeding. Reiner loves to cum inside of you, marking you in a way. Claiming your hole for his only to cum inside, growling teasing comments about how good you look dripping with his seed. Reiner will sometimes purposely creampie you just to act all disappointed, fuck his cum inside of you and comment about "guess I'll just need to cum inside of you again".

Size. Reiner loves how small you are in comparison to him, loves holding you and fucking you in his lap. He marvels at how you take his cock despite how large it is, how even with all the prep possible you still struggle to take it no matter how many times he stretches you out.

Location: Favorite places to do it

Reiner mostly likes to stick to the bed, maybe the shower or a desk, to fuck you on. Although he's willing to fuck you mostly anywhere that its unlikely anyone will catch the two of you.

Motivation: What turns them on?

Reiner likes to be teased just as much as he likes to tease. So, being teasing to him is far too easy a way to get him hard. He loves feeling your hand on his knee, going up his thigh slowly and rubbing his cock through his pants. It drives Reiner crazy. He'll end up bending you over the closet surface, fucking you with reckless abandon.

No: What turns them off?

Reiner hates the idea of just fucking to fuck, he understands that some like it and respects it. Don't yuck someone's yum, after all. However, for him, its all about the connection. The love, if you will. So if he's being used just for sex, its an immediate turn off.

Oral: Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc

Reiner is a giver, he likes giving you oral. He's really good with his tongue too, pressing it against all the right spots. The way you squirm under his tongue makes him beyond horny, almost painfully hard at times. Sometimes he will agree to you giving him a blowjob and oh boy. Just because he likes giving over receiving doesn't mean he doesn't like it because he loves your tongue on him.

Pace: Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc

Reiner tends to be fast and rough, building up to it so that his size doesn't hurt you. He loves just grabbing your thighs as he slams himself into you, fucking you as hard as he possibly can. On other days, however, he can be rather soft and slow, worshiping every inch of you.

Quickie: Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc

Reiner prefers long, drawn out sessions that often have multiple rounds. With his size, its best to have as much prep as possible after all. But sometimes, if he's horny enough, he'll go for a quickie. Although you will likely not be able to walk right even with him just being quick.

Risk: Are they willing to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc

Reiner is fairly willing to experiment and will take risks, particularly when it comes to being teased. Being behind you in line, feeling you press your ass into him a bit too purposely. Even at a table, his thigh being rubbed. He loves being teased.

Stamina: How many rounds can they go? How long do they last? Etc

Reiner has a decent amount of stamina, he can probably go for two or three rounds. Each round lasting a while as he does whatever is necessary for you to orgasm. Reiner loves watching you come undone because of him, drawing each orgasm out of you like its an artform and he's a master.

Toys: Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves? Etc

Reiner doesn't use or have his own toys, preferring to use his own hands on himself. However, if you have any? He will gladly use them on you, drawing out all of your pleasure as he fucks you with a dildo, watching how you take the purple, smooth surface.

Unfair: How much do they like to tease?

Reiner loves to be teased. He's a service dom and struggles a bit with not just giving in and giving you what you want. When you've been good at least. When you've been a brat, he can easily give Bertholdt a run for his money as far as being a mean dom goes.

Volume: How loud are they? What sounds do they make? Etc

Reiner is fairly loud, teasing and praising you. He never shuts up, mostly just talking. Although sometimes he lets out grunts. Rarely, you might hear him moan himself, probably because you're sucking him off and he's trying so hard not to fuck your mouth.

Wild Card: A random headcanon

X-ray: What's going on under those clothes?

Reiner likes to be watched and heard. He often jacks off to the idea that you can hear him. He will absolutely go harder and rougher on you if theres the risk of being caught or heard. He will especially growl dirty nothings about that in your ear as he presses you against the wall and absolutely rails you.

Reiner is a large man, his cock no different. Its thick and heavy. His balls match the size of his cock. His cock curves upwards with a few veins and a pink cockhead. He has some body hair that he keeps decently trimmed.

Yearning: How high is their sex drive?

Reiner has a fairly high sex drive, willing to go whenever you are pretty much. He often tries not to go to you for his own desperation but fails, horribly. He only ends up fucking you harder, especially when he has been holding back.

Zzz: How quickly do they fall asleep after?

Reiner only really sleeps well with you so he's probably the first to fall asleep. His arms wrapped around you, nuzzling into your neck with his slight beard lightly scratching you. Sometimes, he doesn't even remember to pull out before falling asleep while cuddling you.

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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Navy! Would you ever consider making this a full story or retold version of howling commandos?

https://at.tumblr.com/navybrat817/from-the-howling-commandos-fic/rfcw8ydklmjn

Hi, nonnie. I would consider it! I would probably switch out tattoo artist though, simply because I have my Howling Commandos Tattoo Bucky and I have Sin on Skin* Bucky.

*Sin on Skin is what I'm calling the AU for Sugar and Spice and A Sunny Outlook (others to be added).

But definitely Bucky with tattoos. 🔥

Edit by Nix.

Love and thanks! 💙

#navybrat answers #sweet ask #fic ask #opacity #bucky barnes #tattoo!bucky barnes #howling commandos tattoo au #sin on skin au #anon ask #sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated #nix #nix akimbo #nixakimbo #nix edit #nix akimbo edit #nixakimbo edit

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stvharrngton · 7 months

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kinktober: day two

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

kink: hands/fingers

warnings: smut, 19+ minors dni, fingering, finger sucking

word count: 0.7k

taglist: @inkluvs @dukesmebby @sweetbabygirlsworld @kennedy-brooke @gvf23 @nix-rose

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

You loved Steve’s hands.

The way they felt so big compared to yours, when his fingers were threaded through your own. How they curled around your thigh when he was driving, fingers digging into your flesh.

You also craved to have his hands on you in other ways, caressing your hips and waist, groping at your tits. Either wrapped around your throat or having them plunged deep inside you.

You loved how they felt against you, sometimes soft, other times rough. So when you woke one morning, still naked in Steve’s bed from the night before, the boy’s fingers headed south as his soft lips kissed on your shoulder, who were you to complain?

Steve teased you softly as he moved his kisses to your neck, fingers slipping through your pussy before they began to circle your clit. You hummed at the ministration, sleep still evident in your croaky voice.

Steve pecked featherlight kisses along your jaw before reaching that sweet little spot just below your ear. You keened below him, your fingers threading through his soft brown locks, tugging lightly at the strands.

He groaned in response, a low throaty hum at the sweet pinch. “Good morning,” he finally spoke as he nipped at your neck.

“Morning,” you replied, cheeks heating up as the pleasure began to roll through your body. Eyes fluttering closed again, thighs parting involuntarily for Steve.

The boy smirked at your response, fingers now circling your hole. Teasing and taunting as they gathered your slick, a moan rumbling in his chest as he felt how wet you were.

“Were you dreamin’ of me, honey?” He asked, innocently enough until he plunged his fingers inside you, “pussy’s so wet, looks like she can’t get enough of me, hm?”

You moaned loudly, Steve was always one for dirty talk and this morning was no different. You stuttered put a y-yes, not sure which part of the question you were actually responding to.

He sped his fingers up now, pumping them in and out of your cunt with vigour, digits curling inside you, hitting that sweet little spot of yours. You wailed in response, hands grabbing and clawing at anything they could find.

Steve’s thumb came to rub at your clit in tandem with how his fingers were fucking in and out of you, making your back arch and your pussy flutter. Thumb rubbing softly but with just the right amount of pressure, causing you to exhale out a breathy moan.

The room filled with the sounds of your gasps and groans, with the sound of Steve’s fingers plunging in and out of you quickly, your slick leaking and coating Steve’s fingers.

“Does that feel good, honey? You like when I fuck you with my fingers?” He asks, voice gravelly and low, sexy and sinful. You keened at the question, mustering everything you had in you so you could provide Steve with the answer that he wanted.

“Yeah, fuck,” you whined, hips bucking off the mattress to try and match the pace of Steve’s fingers, clenching around his thick digits.

“Oh,” he groaned, the feeling making all his blood rush south, “can feel you squeezing em’, shit,” Steve was overcome with lust, a lewd haze taking over him just at the sight of you below him. Your hair still a-mess with sleep, your eyes fluttering closed, your lips parted oh so prettily, “how ‘bout I let you cum all over them and then I’ll stick them in your mouth like the dirty little girl you are, hm?”

You mewled at the proposition, your pussy becoming wetter, the wet sound circling through your eardrums. You mustered a nod, followed by a strangled “Pleasepleaseplease.”

It wasn’t long until you were coming undone, your orgasm washing over you as the pleasure sparked throughout your body. Your back arched as your thighs shook, your nails raking over Steve’s bicep as the other clutched the sheets you lay on. You whined as Steve eventually pulled his fingers from you, the digits soaked in your own juices.

The boy licked his lips as he brought them to his sightline, his fingers glistening in the warm glow that peaked through the crack in the curtains. Your eyes blinked open, eyelashes fluttering up at your boyfriend as you parted your lips almost on command.

He smirked down at you as he placed his fingers flat on your tongue, watching with desire as you sucked them into your mouth, tongue swirling around his fingers, licking and sucking your own orgasm from them.

Steve groaned at the feeling as you released his fingers with a pop, “Good girl.” he cooed.

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington oneshot #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things smut #k.fic #kinktober2023

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sinful-sketches · 1 year

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Saw a post of yours about your irisona as a kid and was wondering if you wanted to share some info of Nix's childhood

Anon I love you for asking this because OH BOY

In the IRIS archives, theres a file for a man named "Doctor John Rivers Doe". He is one of the few that IRIS has "let go". When John was fired, he caused a panic. Namely by letting an extremely dangerous ALTR out so he could "rescue" a child. This is how he refers to the event, of course. Because the file notes that John was extreme. Too extreme for even IRIS to just ignore. IRIS made certain he'd never work as a doctor again but that night he, and the ALTR child, vanished. That child was Nix. Also known as ALTR 204933.

For years after that, until Nix was 13, Nix was experimented on. John had found a lab that wouldn't question him and for years the lab and pain and misery was all Nix knew. For two years, after escaping, Nix lived on the streets where it met Jackie Jackson. An aspiring hero who wanted to save everyone, regardless of their circumstances. That event changed Nix and the two begun living together, Nix taken in by Jackie's parents. When it hit 15, fae got a job at IRIS to help pay the bills and keep the Jackson family afloat. There it spent 5 years as custodoal staff until IRIS promoted fae to being a Caretaker. After the Anti Situation, it became the head of that department. Nowadays, Mr. Jackson and Mrs. Jackson live with Nix and Jackie, spending lots of time with Fen.

#fenix speaks #sin speaks #oc: caretaker nix #anonymous

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teejaystumbles · 7 months

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Teejaystumbles’ Dreamling art and fic - ultimate masterpost

Fic

general tumblr writing tag (teejay writes)

AO3 (I’m not going to link to every fic I wrote, there are several, please check out this link to the archive)

Art

general tumblr art tag (teejaystumbles)

Pillowfort (for 18+/NSFW works so be aware before clicking!)

Patreon

deviantArt

My original webcomic Behind the Obsidian Mirror (BL, aztec setting, WIP) can be found in my deviantArt gallery and on my Patreon. I also made an extra tumblr but it’s not up to date.

specific posts for certain events or AUs:

Monsterfucktober Bingo 2023 masterpost (full card)

As the World falls down comic (Labyrinth dream AU) (WIP)

Illustration/Cover

pages 1-2

pages 3-5

pages 6-8

pages 9-11

coming soon

The Storms of Life (1889 canon divergence, complete)

kind of related to ch2 - apparition

ch2 - rescue

ch6 - nightmare 1 (cw blood, claws, injury)

ch6 - nightmare 2

ch8 - waiting in the garden

ch10 - kiss

extra - Hob (cw body horror)

Valentine’s Day - Hob in lingerie

Hob portrait

plant creature Dream + Hob

Flatter the Mountain Tops (dragon AU, complete)

ch1 - Hob+Dream as dragons

ch6 - dragon snuggling

ch7 - partial transformation

ch9 - a feather, a reminder…

other Endless dragon sketches

Hob mastering partial transformation

some Hob faces

dragon/human sex (sft version with link to nsft)

more dragon/human sex - Hob being irresponsible (comic)

Ollie/Hob sketches

Hob being lifted up by a dragon

loads of more wonderful art for my dragons can be found on @amielot’s tumblr!!

Fins & Fangs AU (vampire!Hob/nixie!Dream)

now with a fic!! Wash these sins on down the river for a life I didn't choose by @karalynlovescake

Story post

story sketches

nix Dream being carried doodle

three stages of monstrification/curse

vampire/nix making out (sft version with link to nsft)

glowing in the rain (angsty)

Hell or High Water (AU with skate merman Hob that tumblr helped create through a poll <3)

sketches 1

sketches 2 - daydreaming on a rock like a good mermaid

first eye contact

sketches 3

sketch with ruby 1

sketch with ruby 2

trying to save a “human”

sketch with ruby 3 - sexy Hob

Hob caught in a net sketch

underwater kisses sketch

Hob playing in kelp forest sketch

sketches 4

Hob pinup

chibi Hob with pet

some Hob faces

anatomy studies (sft version with link to nsft)

dive with me illustration

merman/human illustration (sft version with link to nsft)

Hob caught in a net illustration

Unsustainable (dark!Dream/Hob, Hannibal-inspired AU)

art and premise

drabble

more drabble/thoughts

Single AU/fic art posts

Knight Hob

Cobwebs - sad Hob + kiss

Dryad Dream (cw body horror)

A Hope in Hell

Hob in corset (1789)

There’s an Emerald in the sky (Daniel/Hob)

Spiritstalker (cw blood)

1489 AU - 1 + 2, extra

Jumper (2008) - 1 + 2

Beauty and the Beast (fairytale dream rescue AU)

Moulin Rouge AU

kidnapped Hob (blindfold)

The Hunted (assassin/vigilante AU)

Servant of the Bones AU

Orc Hob

Witch Hob 1 + 2 + 3 + cover art and fic!

Sleep Token song illustrations

Rain (Dreamling)

Apparition (Dreamling - for Storms of Life)

Aqua Regia (Morpheus)

The Offering (Dreamling)

Euclid (Hob - for There’s an Emerald in the Sky)

Take Me Back To Eden (Dreamling - for There’s an Emerald in the Sky)

Higher (Corinthian/Dream)

Aldritch Kemp fanart (Ferdie): sketch, art

Art for others/Masterpost part 2

(I had to cut in half because I reached the tumblr link limit)

#whew oh boy that took a while I can tell you that #this is not all of my art but the most important ones I guess #you can find the rest under my general art tag (my name)#teejaystumbles #masterpost #teejay writes #artists on tumblr #dreamling #the sandman fanart #the sandman fanfiction

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spitinsideme · 1 month

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Any ragapom or chaggie toxic yuri mafia au?

i dont like mafia aus 💔💔💔 too violent .. why are they killing ..... i think lady couples should never have to endure any hardshios and zero trauma they shoukd be happy and rainbows .. OH BUT I THINK IVE SEEN SOME MAFIA AUS AROUND ? like the casino one ??? i think that ones mafia maybe idonrknlw but you shoukd check that out !!! i dont likw toxic yuri UNLESSS it has religious symbolisim give mr a girl who has to pretend her lover is a prophet so she can justify her sinful desires youknow ? i dont thonk ivr rver seen a chaggie mafia au bjt there was a band au i saw once that was really good ! domr remeber from.where but you shoild look it up it ha dvery nixe drsigns !!!

#also i dont like suits #suits are BORING #oh yoire wearung a shirt and trousers and a blazer ? okay #that was my school uniform everday thats not special #i wore a tie to school i donr CARE about your fancy suit with a tie #suits are boring to me bit i think thats because ive seen it so often #it looks boring i jate them #aso mafia aus i hate guns #give me skin on skin murder #give me knife pointed at someones throat #give me them havjng to push it inside hard to actully kill them #or ehatever ...

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