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thebeddrawer · 2 months
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Floyd every single time he sees riff’s ass
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I got so frustrated…. That they didn’t. Kiss
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So I wanted it so bad (I spent half a class practice how to draw them kissing /this is a silly doodle )
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brights-place · 3 months
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Hi! Could you do NSFW headcanons of Riff please?
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Riff NSFW Headcannons୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ
Pairings: Barb X Reader Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, SFW A/N: RIFF IS EVERYTHING! I AM AN RIFF SIMP AND LOVER HE'S SO YVEHRaB PLUS THE FACT HIS VA IS PAVITR IN ATSV IS EVEN BETTER!
- I FUCKING LOVE RIFF! UGH HE IS SO FINE! Him and Clay are so EVRUIAIBHJES - Is an dom in bed but dosen't mind when you tie him up every now and then he just likes to be more dominant - Gentle Dom! but sometimes might be an Rough Dom! if he's annoyed which is rarely - Praise this man HELL DEGRADE HIM AND HE'LL BE AN MESS!! Do it All the time. - Tell him how good he’s doing, how sweet he is, how good he makes you feel, how beautiful he looks. -He’ll blush and duck his head, but he thrives onz your words as he hides his head in your shoulder moaning loudly - Hands on your ass, or thighs whenever he can be able to touch them - He’ll whine when you grab his jaw and make him look at you. - Dig your nails onto him and he'll be an mess - Make him repeat your praise back to you, make him say that he’s so pretty, that he’s such a good boy, make him say he’s yours and yours alone.
- What are his turn on’s? Biting, Kissing and marking, Bondadge, BDSM, and light touches on his skin
- What are his turn offs? talking about your ex regularly, Cheating, bad breath, blood play
- favorite positions are the slider, the lean in, the rocket, Reverse cowgirl, Missionary, Cowgirl and doggy - He's very vocal so you have to kiss him to shut him up as he rutts into you which is pulsing on his dick - When he has to masturbate if your not there he’s rougher with himself he’s full of desperation with how much he’s thinking about you, and he wants to take you right in his bed loving the idea of being naked around you when you’re not with him - He keeps thrusting hard while he’s cumming, grinding his hips against yours, milking every last drop of his orgasm
- He Cums a lot, like my god does it make for a great cream pie and he'd definitely just want to cum inside you whenever you let him
- His cum is like an thick milk white coat that he loves to see on your stomach, leave your holes, or on your face he dosent care he just loves to see it in you - His length is of 16 cm (6.3 in) and a girth of 12.2 cm (4.8 in) flaccid but when erected it would be an 16.51 cm(6.5in) when hard and the girth would stay the same
- If you ask him to man handle you or hurt you in the process of the doing the devils tango he would do it - He loves having control when you are doing so he likes stopping his movements on purpose just to hear you whine and beg for him to go back to railing you
- HE WOULD SUCK YOU OFF/ EAT YOU OUT IF YOU EVEN FIRST START YOUR SENTENCE “Hey Riff Can you- Ngh~!” He already started to eat you out/ suck you off in an second “Fuck You taste good” riff said his tongue lapping around your tip/folds
- Literally loves teasing you any chance he gets but would wanna be reassured every once in a while to make sure he’s not hurting you too bad and would make sure you feel alright and good
- Wouldn't mind fucking you in public places in secret for fun as he covers your mouth as he's balls deep into you - Makeout sessions backstages or some more STEAMY stuff going on before an concert - Sticks his tongue out drooling as he bends you over his tail smacking the floor many times happily as you are doing the devils tango backstage
reblogs + comments are appreciated ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
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artqueens-stuff · 2 months
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I want this as a family, like me and my friends.
I don't know if I'm just touch starved or something
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I love seeing your work, it makes my day so much better
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pariahsparadise · 1 year
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riff lorton x shy!reader hc's
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requested by @luckyrabbits - hi! if requests are open, can i request something (fic or hcs are alright!) w riff lorton and a fem / gn reader who’s very shy? ty and have a great day! 
word count: 500
a/n: sorry this took so long to make! and as a shy person myself, i totally loved this prompt lol. hope you like this 💗
pairing(s): riff lorton x fem!reader
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riff first sees you when he stops by at doc’s. you’re working alongside tony and laughing at something he’s saying to you, one hand coming up a little self-consciously to cover your smile
riff melts on the spot
he bothers tony for next few days, trying to convince him to introduce the two of you
tony first says no, he knows you aren’t too comfortable around strangers
but riff manages to wear him down eventually
you’re a little scared when you first talk to him, and you’re really thankful that tony and riff manage to carry the conversation on their own with little input from you
but over time, talking to riff gets a little easier
until the mf starts flirting with you
my god, you get so flustered
riff’s a pretty smooth guy, with lots of confidence, he knows what he’s doing
you’re the exact opposite
the first time riff calls you “girly girl”, you get so flustered, you have to walk away to the staff room
he always keeps himself in check though
yes, he loves making you blush, but he never wants to actually make you uncomfortable, so he stays within his limits
he takes you out on multiple dates, usually in secluded places
originally, he did this so you’d feel better, but he ends up liking it more himself, it’s quality time with you AND he’s the sole receiver of all your attention
this isn’t always the case though
sometimes you insist on going dancing because you know all the jets are
and riff loves it too, but he won’t go without you
so you try and bear with it as much as you can
you’re too shy to dance in the hall with all the people milling about you though, so you encourage riff to dance with grazie and the other girls
and even if he does, he always manages to find his way back to you
will probably drag you out of the hall to dance in the parking lot
the music is muted, he sings along to it as he sways you around before pulling you into a kiss
you melt against him, knees unsteady, thankful for the arm he secures around your waist to keep you standing
riff’s also great at extracting you from social situations you don’t want to be in
all you have to do is tug on his sleeve once, and he’ll offer the people around you a pleasant smile and believable excuse before whisking you away
he’s usually the one to initiate physical touch, but on the rare occasions that you do?? fucking dead
just imagine, dragging him down by the collar of his shirt to kiss you?? out of absolutely nowhere?
he always makes the most surprised gasp, too
it fuels your ego, gives you the very necessary confidence boost that you need
riff kind of tends to keep the jets away from you, they’re a really loud and often rude gang
he knows you don’t need to be a part of a crowd like that, so the only jets you properly know are riff and tony
all in all, he’s a great boyfriend, and he finds your shyness endearing instead of annoying
it’s just one of the many things he’s loves about you :)
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Guys they get married i already know this ive watched a majority of sp and all the movies besides the most recent because autism but STOP
Just THINK ABOUT IT
THEY CANONICALLY GET MARRIED, THEY’RE HAPPY AND GROW OLD TOGETHER AND ARE SO HEALTHY
WHAT THE FUCK MATT AND TREY
GOD I LOVE THEM
THEY GET MARRIED!!!!
Just you wait until me and my bf get married, I’m never fucking shutting up
My ass will be GLOATING
“Oh this ring? (I already have one) oh erm yeah im married!! (As soon as i live with him were planning the wedding) oh and hes sooooo hot and soooo sweet and SOOOOO AHHWJWSJDEMDMD”
FUCK
God im going to be so cheesy and only a select audience will find it cute but i found my craig and i could never be happier im insane im feral im fucking vibrating
I found my craig and im his tweek and
GOD AGHHHHHHHHH FUCK IM REALLY GAY!!!!!!
Im so gay.
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keerysfreckles · 2 months
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will you accept requests of mike faist characters? love uuuu
i will!!!!!!! in my mike faist era HEAVILYYY literally love him with all my heart 💌
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ifeellikeameowster · 3 months
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Trolls Crackship Idea!
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Clay from Trolls 3 x Gust Tumbleweed from Trollstopia!
They both have sad book clubs! And Gust is the Fun Sheriff while Clay is the Putt Putt Manager. They could bond over both their favorite books and how difficult it is to handle troublemaking trolls!
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Maul sometimes doesn't know what he needs, but you know what's good.
Does he take such good care of you because he doesn't know how to care for himself? Maybe. Maybe that's inculcation at work -- learned behaviour, but you don't talk about his time with Sidious. You only catch glimpses in the way he redirects himself into his work, his pain, his pleasure, his relief, his release: a particular breed of violence and suffering. But who troubles themselves to look after him? You do.
There are salves and syrups and poultices and powders, there are meditation chambers, and sensory-deprivation tanks, and caustic abrasives for the scuffs on his legs. His routine is negligence, but you do the work: you clean and you polish and you oil his hinges, you fine tune the mechanics that he can't reach, and you make sure everything's well-lubricated and functioning. He natters at you incessantly, brooding, hardly noticing how deft your fingers have become with time and practice as you fasten and loosen and make adjustments, moving around a little pillow beneath your knees so the floor doesn't hurt you. And he'll stand and stretch and bend, lamenting Kenobi (again) and never noticing how his movements are more fluid; that one joint no longer creaking, but... You do.
You know which robes he prefers and you know how he likes to fold them -- where to insert the banding, where he likes to cinch things. Careful placements and wrappings and clasps; no fingerprints on his necklace. It's polished. His tunic is pressed. His trousers tucked into the banding on his legs. He looks proper. He could be a king. So when he stalks around complaining, you can see how the fabric moves -- how you've draped him highlighting his power in places where muscle bunches: his arms, his shoulders, his back. Menacing. A presence. His gloves are clean and so well-oiled they barely creak anymore, but you know it doesn't hurt his knuckles when he makes a fist like before. Maul leaves these details unremarked, but he carries himself with a new sort of stature when he leaves his chambers after you've dressed him. He doesn't see himself, but... You do.
His pains are ever-present in his back and around his waist, phantom sensations that echo the presence of limbs long lost. He doesn't complain. The discomfort, he says, strengthens him, but you know when you touch the tender places at the base of his spine -- what remains -- that there is a spot where you might apply gentle pressure to soothe him. It doesn't happen often, but it's a pleasure to see him rock his head back into your chest when you touch him, massaging, unconcerned by how close his horns get to your throat. Does he understand pleasure? Does he take it when offered? You know how hard it can be. But there is joy in giving him relief, even if temporary. So you do.
The day he notices, you're minding your business. His clothes are folded. Leathers oiled. Contemplating the array of aromatics on the counter as if they might prove some benefit. Flowers: a combination of creepers and night-blooming mushling that are quite pretty but don't serve a purpose because they'll poison him. You're so absorbed by the thought of ripping out the apothecary's throat for sending the bouquet by mistake, you don't even hear his approach: a hand to your hip, and one to your throat, tempering your hostility with his dexterity. "My Lady," he addresses you, and it's for the first time, but confusion is not far behind when he turns you: commanding as ever and indifferent to your reluctance. "It's a thank you." You're so absorbed that you forget the warmth he inspires, but it only lasts a moment before he takes you by the hand: intent on demonstrating his appreciation as he leads you into the candlelit confines of a bedroom you're familiar with, but not intimately. Not yet. You don't protest when he asks, "I would show you my appreciation for how well you've cared for me. Come with me."
You never expected this, but you do.
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attractthecrows · 5 months
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dicking about at work with characters I haven't interacted with yet from a game I do not own and have not played
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[ID: Two notecards with writing in blue ink. the first reads:
"Allies?" Durge blinks in surprise. "Were we really?"
Their eyes narrow thoughtfully. Their face is almost serene. The pretty little blade turns idly in Durge's hands, its edge leaving pinpricks and weepy little lines in their flesh.
"I imagine it's somewhat freeing," Durge says suddenly, "no longer being beholden to your gods. Released from the shackles of personhood, as it were."
Their expression is guarded, unreadable.
"Though of course, I have no frame of reference as to that. So this whole discussion smacks of futility, doesnt it?"
The second card reads:
Gortash shivered. He'd always loved Durge for their coldness, their intellect as sharp as the hungriest of knives.
They will not mourn him, their former lover, they will not hesitate, and they will not be burdened by guilt. The favored spawn of Bhaal does not know tenderness or mercy. And he knows the inky stillness that will overtake them as they watch him die.
Oh, magnificent one.
Avatar of slaughter, I submit to thee.
/end ID]
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candycryptids · 1 month
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I think I should be allowed to have a catch phrase. I think everybody should. I think we should all have fun catchphrases and change them when we get bored or when we hear our friend with a cool catchphrase even if it was tailored to their exact aesthetic and now you’re walking around saying some goth shit while dressed in pastel pink and daisies.
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nyuudoupee · 7 months
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the new txt album is amazing as always, but the only thing i could really dock it for is where DILT is on the album. it kinda throws off the pacing/theming??? Put it right after happily ever after and you fix it easy. but those songs are still really good so i'm not upset that they're on the album at all
outside of that the genre hopping is excellent, more rock txt is always needed all the time i will never get sick of it... skipping stones kinda sounds like a musical sequence in a play LOL. i did not expect a deon custom future bass type deepcut on happily ever after, TXT doesn't really do much edm but when they do it gets super atmospheric and more organic than usual which makes it really cool (think of CROWN + PUMA)!!!!!!! good work boys!!!!!!!! come back here soobin I miss you
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pohlepen · 9 months
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frankie & who????
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artqueens-stuff · 2 months
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Poor Floyd, he doesn't deserve to be treated like that.
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pariahsparadise · 2 years
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green-eyed beauty | r. l.
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requests: hi can you plz write a fic about riff being jealous bc he finds out reader had a tiny crush on tony before him?? thanks + Hiiii!! I loved your Riff x reader story and I was just wondering if you could write another one pleaseeeeee <3
word count: 0.5k
a/n: this took me forever to write and i am SO SORRY. it's also not as long as i'd like it to be, but thank you for the requests anyways! i combined them both, hopefully it's good enough?? i'm so sorry lol. also, you didn't specify the readers gender, so i made them gender neutral. hope that's fine!
pairings: riff lorton x gn!reader
warnings: kissing i guess, mostly fluff
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“You’re joking.” 
“I’m not, I swear!” You laughed, a little because you were tipsy, but mostly at the incredulous look on Riff’s face.
“Tony?” His eyebrows alternated between shooting high and furrowing, unable to process the fact that you, his partner, used to have a crush on his best mate. “What? Why? When?”
“Uh, I think it was when he used to work at Doc’s? I had popped in just to buy some medicine, but what can I say? Have you seen that man’s smile?” You rambled, oblivious to the deepening scowl on Riff’s face. 
“And that hair, he could be starring in freaking shampoo commercials with those locks. Not to mention,” you went on, well past drunk now, “His face looks like it’s been sculpted by the gods.” 
“Right,” Riff said sourly, causing your head to snap towards him at the change in his tone, but you were still unable to place the emotion on his face- was it anger? Jealousy? Deciding to find out, you put your drink down on a table to the side of the couch, scooting over closer to him and squinting your eyes to scrutinise his expression.
He simply scoffed, taking your actions as a way of making a move on him, and turned his head away, tilting his chin up to take a large swallow of his drink. Definitely jealous, you thought to yourself, noticing the way his jaw had tightened over the course of your conversation, the way his hand tightened on the cool glass bottle, God, you’re hot when you’re jealous. You realised too late that you had vocalised your last thought out loud.
Riff sputtered on his swallow, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, turning to look at you with wide eyes, “I’m not jealous!” 
You just giggled at his blatant lie, leaning up slightly to place a series of gentle kisses on his tense jaw, loving the way he immediately relaxed to your touch, the goosebumps you could feel forming against your cheeks as you peppered fluttery kisses on his skin. “Sure you aren’t, Lorton,” you said, words muffled into his body. 
“I’m not,” he said, but with a lot less conviction as he sighed, leaning in closer to you. You pulled away from your soft assault on his skin, your hands coming up to gently sweep across his exposed collarbone, finding their way to the hair on the nape of his neck, turning him so he could meet your eyes again. 
“Well,” you said slowly, “In that case, wanna know what I thought Tony’s best feature was?”
His shoulders slumped visibly and his eyes looked defeated, but he nodded yes anyways. “Go on.”
He let out a sharp gasp as you suddenly swung one of your legs over his thighs, straddling him, your hands moving to grab the collar of his shirt, tugging him closer to you.
“His best friend,” you whispered, closing the distance between you.
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Working on a draft of the JTK x reader
Im unsure as to when I’ll be posting that or my fliff fic chapter <3
For the fliff fic, expect it by Saturday latest!
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phantastragoria · 1 year
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The Guardians need their own equivalent to the Hellfire Gala or at least some sort of annual excuse to dress fancy every once in a while, blease.
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