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o x b l o o d.
feat :: deadwool - vinz tracksuit @ alpha // semller - skate sneakers // exile - knox hair // stray dog - yoichi skin // lelutka - kane evox head //
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i wish people wouldn’t say you smell when you smell cause way to feel insecure lol
#like sometimes you can’t control your bodily fluids#and theres no point saying it semlls bad out loud and humiliating someone#just be understanding and stfu
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love how your body's first instinct after you smell something really bad is to chuck it as far away from yourself as possible
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» 95さんはTwitterを使っています: 「Ah,I love the semll of Glaze Lilies. 啊，琉璃百合的味道，真好啊~ #Ganyu #Genshin #Genshinlmpact #原神 #甘雨 https://t.co/Q27IWoiXQj」 / Twitter
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I semll tust
Anyone speak gibberish?
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Don't Tell scp-049
Day 2
Day 2 of scp-049 being absent from site 19. While scp 035 and scp 076 are wreck havoc in the main area scp 106 decided to go and explore some of the other scp containment chambers, hoping to possably torment any anomalous creatures in his pocket dimension. However he end up finding himself in scp 049's empty containment chamber instead.
106: *peaks out of the wall* HEEEERES LAWRENCE- ... empty. Damn it! ... *looks around the cell*
The cell was a plain white room, a single cot on the left side wall of the cell, and a desk close by it, had several different tables with different test tunes and chemical sets, placed on them in a somewhat chaotic order, in the center of the other side of the room was seemed to look like a surgical area, there he saw a large overhead light above an operating table next to it a rolling cart, resting on top were some cleaned up surgical tools and by the wall next to the surgery area was a lone sink.
It then came to 106 that he was in the plague doctor's cell.
106: huh... *picks up one of 049's scalpels and fiddles with it* eh... I'll never understand why the doctor does this stuff... *looks down at the scalpel he's holding for a moment* . . .
Half an hour later.
106: *wearing a paper made plague doctor's mask and speaks in a mediocre french accent* HMMM YES PeStIlEnCe AnD DiSeAsEs! *sniffing sounds* WHOOP! I sEmLl PeStIlEnCe iN yOu! *swings the scalpel around* DYO YOU PORCELAIN B@#$! I SAID DON'T TOUCH MY SH*T! *starts waving his arms around in the air still holding the scalpel* EvErYoNe LiStEn To mE aNd EvErY eArFuLl AnNoYiNg CoMmAnDs I hAvE tO SaY cAuSe yOu IdIotS cAn'T dO sH*T RiGhT! *swings the scalpel around some more* LoOk aT mE AnD mY bIg @$$ BeAk FaCe AnD LiStEn To mY OUTRAGEOUS FRENCH ACCENT!!! VERY OUTRAGEOUS!!!
Scp 035 over hears yelling from 049's chambers and takes a peek inside the room to see what was going on, only to find 106 stomping around the plague doctor's cell wearing a poorly made plague doctor's mask.
106: HaVe NO FeAr DeAr PaTiEnTs fOr I! *tries to do a scalpel trick spin but nearly drops it* Oh sh*t- *catches it last second and lifts it in the air* AM THE CURE!!! NOW I WILL CURE THE PESTIL-
035: *leaning on the cell door* Nice impersonation attempt.
106: *freezes in place* . . . Uh... h-how long were you standing there for?
035: ... *pulls out a well made mask connect piece of a plague doctor's lower mask and puts it over the mouth part of his face* *starts talking in 049's voice* long enough to show you how to impersonate the good doctor properly.
106: ...
035: *smug energy* ...
106: ... don't tell the Doctor-
035: Don't, tell, Doc.
30 minutes later.
035: *still in 049's voice* pass me the scalpel, my dear good doctor.
106: of course good doctor. *passes 035 the scalpel*
035: *cuts something with the scalpel* pass the glue, now.
106: glue! *hands 035 the glue*
035: *glues something* and done! Our patient has been cured of the pestilence!
Sitting there on the plague doctor's surgical table was a bar of carved soap in the shape of what apear to be the shape of a platypus, with beak and limbs made from gluw and cut popsicle sticks.
106: ... I hate to use such language, but our patient looks like sh*t.
035: In your eyes maybe good doctor! But I think this surgery was a complete success! *stretches his arms out*
There was a sudden crash of shattering glass next to them.
106: O_O . . .
035: *is now the tragedy mask* . . .
Both turn to the left and looked down to see one of the plague doctor's test-tubes full of strange black liquid substince had spilled on the only carpet in the entire room.
035: *in his normal voice* ... oh that's not good.
106: *his normal voice and takes if his mask* OH YOU THINK!?? Why the hell does he have a single white f@#$ing carpet in his entire cell!?
035: oh that's an easy answer! Cause his feet hurt when he stands in a single spot for a long period of time when he does surgery, so he had them put a carpet next to his surgery table to-
106: NEVER MIND THAT! We gotta clean this sh*t up before anyone sees!
035: OK! Ok! Relax! I know where doc keeps his rags at! *goes to find a rag in one of the cupboards* Where the f@#$ did doc move the stupid-
106: hurry up!
035: SHUT UP I GOT IT! *grabs a rag* found it! *runs it under warm water in a nearby sink and starts cleaning the stain on the rug* Oh no, not the CARPET!!!
106: Doc is going to kiiill you!!!
035: *scrubs harder* ooh Doc is gonna kill me!
The black liquid doesn't go away, as it stains the rag as well.
035: Ooh WHAT HAVE I DOOOONE! OOOH NO, OH NO, OH NOOOO!
The stain doesn't go away and starts to get bigger as 035 continues to scrub at it.
035: OH I'M MAKING IT WORSE!!!
106: *starts laughing* oh this turned over quickly completely!
035: OOOH YOU @$$HOLE!!! You made this happen!!!
106: I DIDN'T MAKE YOU FLING YOUR CLUMSY @$$ HOST HANDS AT THE GLASS TUBES!!!
035: UUUGH! ... *looks up at the cell security camera* Oh Doc please don't watch the security footage please! Uuugh! It was all Lawrence's Fault!
106: I wasn't the one who broke his sh*t! That was you!
035: YA BUT YOU WERE IN DOC'S ROOM WHEN HE TOLD US NOT TOO!!!
106: YOU BROKE HIS SH*T! NOT ME!!!
035: YOU F@#$ING WENT INTO HIS ROOM FIRST!!!
106: OK! you know what! Let's just say 682 did this or something. I mean the doctor isn't gonna be back here in a week maybe the foundation will clean up his room or something.
035: *sighs* fine! Your right! Your right! *stands up and puts the rag in the sink and looks down at the mess* ... you think he'll notice?
106: *looks down at the stain as well*
The stain has became bigger and is nearly a gaint black blob on the carpet.
106: . . . No, I don't think he will...
035: ... Ok, so we both agree to never speak of this again?
106: agreed.
035: Don't tell Doc.
106: Don't tell Doc. *sinks into his pocket dimension portal on the ground*
035: *quickly leaves the room while whistling*
🤫
Ssssssh!
...
Don't tell Doc.
[Day 1] [currently Day 2] [Day 3] [Day 4] [Day 5]
#headcanon#funny headcanon#funny#don't tell scp 049#scp 049#scp 035#scp 106#scp#scp containment breach#scp foundation#scp headcanons
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Yay, your requests are open!!! 😍
Could I please request a Dalim x Alice pairing for the prompt Nighttime skinny dipping? Thank you so much! 💖
Hi Kristen! Thank you so much for hosting this event again this year with @xxsycamore. I would love to write Dalim, it's been so long. I hope you enjoy
Dangers of the Forest
Fandom: IkeRev
Pairing: Dalim x Alice
Prompt: Summer of Smut - Nighttime Skinny Dipping
Type: NSFW - Minors DNI
CW: voyeurism, skinny dipping, fingering, vaginal penetration, magic spell as contraception, orgasms, almost getting caught
WC: 1219
Tagging: @thewitchofbooks, @queen-dahlia, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, @aquagirl1978, @devildomwritersposts, @canaria-blackwell , @ikesimp100 , @kpop-and-otome , @sarahann-1984, @citizensofcradle , @littlewitty , @curious-skybunny , @lordsisterxotome, @ikehoe, @psychodreamer666 , @tele86 - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.
There is no moon shining as the hooded figure approaches the Lake of tears, trying to figure out his next move. A calming song greets him, and he looks up to see Alice swimming in the Lake of Tears. Her figure is illuminated only by the natural magic crystals around the lake.
Why is she here again? His mind races with the questions, remembering the last time that he almost caught her, she had narrowly escaped from the others. He had warned her to stay far away from the forest, but here she is, bathing naked.
Perpelexed by the woman from the Land of Reason, he settles down to watch over her, not wanting others to find her, to take her away. A princess with so many dragons after her, he would be her knight, atleast for tonight.
Trying to keep his focus, he keeps his eyes around the lake, trying not to look at the curves and skin on display in the lake. Wetting his lips, he allows himself one look. Her hair is over her shoulder and her back to him, but even the moon wants to test him tonight. Sneaking a few rays of moonlight from behind a cloud just to illuminate the water droplets running down the skin of her back. Shutting his eyes momentarily, he tries to cool the tendril of desire racing south. He has a mission.
Finally Alice seems to have enough of the water, making her way to the shoreline, the water receding around her and baring so much more of her skin. He tries to be a gentlemen, not focusing on the naked woman approaching him, but he can only last so long. Her face turns his way, and a smile crosses her face.
“I was hoping you would come tonight” She murmurs, just loud enough for the hooded disciple to hear. He starts to approach her, using a small burst of magic to dry her skin. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he lowers his voice to her ear.
“I warned you that the forest was a dangerous place to be Little Bird” The contact with her and her semll had his pulse racing.
“Yet here you are Dalim” her retort a soft whisper, her hand trailing up his forearm. He is trying to get her to leave, to warn her to never come here again, but her touch is clouding his mind.
“The forest is full of beasts and dragons little Bird, you should stop coming here and stay with your knights.” He warns again, his breath so dangerously close to her skin, almost caressing it. He can feel the goosebumps rise along her neck. When she turns in his arms, his resolve almost shatters.
“You are here in the forest, are you a dangerous beast or a dragon?” Her eyes are trusting, her hands grasping on the edge of his hood. He knows he should say yes, take her to the tower. His mission. But he doesn’t he freezes, mind unsure what to do with the woman in his arms, dressed in only a shift.
Her hands almost lift his hood off his face, revealing who he is. Bringing his lips down to hers, he fully pushed his mission from his mind and revels in the kiss from Alice. His hands squeeze her waist tighter, feeling her bare skin under his fingers.
Backing her up, he stops talking, pressing her against a tree, the soft whimper from her lips has pleasure racing through his body. All his mind is filled with is her, as his hands explore her body. Squeezing her thighs, he urges her to wrap her legs around his waist for support. The weight of her hands around his neck is barely felt through his heavy robe and he is happy to not have so much of his skin bared. Busying himself with brushing his hands along her, he caresses her soft spots, encouraged by the way she mewls for more. His lips hush her cries, his hips pinning her to the tree while his hands knead her breasts, so supple and soft. Lowering his lips, he presses a mark just below her collar, against her collarbone. Wachign it bloom red, his fingers slip between their bodies to carress her core. Alice pulls his lips back to hers in a heaty kiss. His smell is filling her head, his hands burn where he touches. Every moment getting locked away.
Dalim curls his fingers in her, feeling her orgasm approaching, her legs squeezing his waist, starting to go week and tremble. The taste of her lips is intocxicationg him, making him want more of her and he can feel faintly feel her fingers digging into his back through the heavy robe.
Leaving her core, he soothes her protest by pressing quick kisses to her lips, his length pressing against her core. He can hear her depserate whimpers and soft pleas as he eases in, inch by inch. Pressing his forehead against hers, he muffles his groans against her lips. Her body fits so perfectly against his, her walls hugging him so tight as he eases in. Thrusting his hips, he wrapps his arms around her waist, pinning her harder against the tree.
Her hands are desperately clawing against the back of his robe, her ankles locking firmly around his waist, dead set on not letting go. Her brain is absolutely melting at how he feels going in her, eyes blown open in pleasure when she finally looks at him. Dalim keeps his lips against her to muffle thier sounds. His hand presses against her stomach, whispering a barrier spell, he presses his finger against her clit to feel her clamp down on him.
“Dalim” His name a whisper from her lips as she orgasms arounf his lenght. Her eyes flutter shut, head resting against the tree as she rides out her high. THe feeling of her wall hugging his length has Dalim falling not far behind her. Spurting his seed into her, he resist his head against hers as they come down.
The sound of voices and footsteps pull Dalim out of his high. On alert, his hand reaches in to his robe to pull out a magic crystal. Grabbing her dress, he uses magic to teleport them just outside the Forbidden Forest.
“Dalim?” Alice looks up at him confused, hurt flickering across her face. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, Dalim just shakes his head.
“Do not come back to the Forbidden forest Dearest Priness, there is too many dangers” He warns her a final time.
“What if I want to see you?” Her breathless whisper is a thorn in his heart.
“You shouldnt’ want ot see me again, go home on the full moon and think of this as nothing more than a dream” He warns her, his eyes turning red as he disappears in a flash of light, leaving a stunned Alice behind. Her hand presses against hte mark on her collar, proof it wasn’t a dream. Leaving to go back to base, she tries to figure out a way to see the hooded man. The warning drives a dagger in her heart and she sighs, looking behind her for any sign of the hooded man.
“Never come back to the Forbidden Forest”
#ikerev smut#ikemen revolution smut#summer of smut 3.0#summer of smut content creation challenge#summer of smut writing challenge#chayaasks#ikerev dalim#dalim tweedle
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One moment things are good, you're kinda enjoying your morning. Having creative thoughts, making chill plans for the day, looking to be at leat okay. But then the next moment, you just don't give a shit.
Whether it be you heard something, semll, saw, thought, whatever happened, even the smallest thing. And you just stop caring, and you feel awful cus why? Why did the switch just flip? It just feels so bad and you can't do anything, or you feel like you can't do anything right and it's just crushing.
The day drages on slowly, you do one or two things you'd planned on, but most of the day it's a hollow. You might smile, but it's a reaction you can't control, that subconscious mask there to protect you. Though today it only hurts you. But each time you move, say or express something against your will, something cracks inside you. And that hollow feeling turns into a void.
You're empty. You can't care to do much. A distraction or two, fleeting seconds where you forget, or just don't notice how you feel. You can't confide in anyone, each time you try you're met with offense and anger. You keep it close to you despite your hatred for this feeling. It was yours. It was all you could feel that day.
Hopeless.
#writting#creative writing#but not really#venting#vent post#Had no other place to say or whatever so here we are#What does it feel like for someone to care?#What does it feel like for you?
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Is it just me, but every time I write, my spelling gets slowly worse and worse?
Example- the 4 ways I spelled smell:
Small, Smeall, Smaell and Semll
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this woman really just?? sniffed my package and said it semlled good??
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ITS RAINING SO FUCKIJG HARD YES EYSYESYEYSYEYSYEYSYEYSYEYSES
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Challenge of the Day! 03/30/22
do something worthwhile and tell me about it by the end of the day. I believe in you me, make me and you proud.
Don't forget to enjoy the day, whatever that means.
#get out of bed before reality smacks you in the face#seriously you dont want a beating from reality#the most hurtful type of pain#seeing all your potentials wasted smh#also applying lotion perfume and deodorant really helps out#imagine doing the dishes and not dreading it because you smell fucking awesome#smell smell semll
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She'd expected his vest to smell like a wet dog, but he smelled rather pleasant, warm and musky with a hint of pine that probably came from the tree behind them.
-Tamsin Ley, Midnight Heat
Part of the he smelled like series
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