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papricots · 4 months
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himb soft like snow
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pangur-and-grim · 5 months
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he is magnetically attracted to blankets and pillows
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khun-sam · 1 year
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GEORGIE FARMER as AJAX PETROPOLUS WEDNESDAY NETFLIX (2022)
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beautyofattolia · 1 year
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My life isn’t as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look like.
Tyler Galpin 
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hippolotamus · 1 year
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tag @alyxmastershipper 🥰
I'll tag my love @lizzie-bennetdarcy @ramonaflow @demora00 @stereopticons @blackandwhiteandrose @vanillahigh00 @swiftiediaz @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @fatedbuddie @shortsighted-owl @spotsandsocks @apothecarose @rmd-writes @jesuisici33 @monsterrae1 @elvensorceress @alysiswriting and open tag for anyone else who wants to share what they're working on
Some soft, sexy spy boys anyone??? Under the cut, just in case 💙
Tightness coils low in David’s belly, and he should really put an end to this, because this is not how he wants to come. Not how he wants to be left alone, aching for more of Patrick. But his body no longer feels like his own, jerking his hips to meet Patrick’s movements. He curses his own inability for self-control, ready to give in to his impending release. 
“Noooooo!” The word rips out of David’s chest when Patrick pulls off and leaves him empty again. He anticipates that merciless smirk that indicates he’ll get to come when Patrick says so. But Patrick is panting and breathless, tapping David’s hip so he’ll turn over. An order he eagerly complies with. 
For several long moments, he doesn’t sense anything and begins to fear Patrick will leave him. Or inexplicably already has. But then he feels the mattress shift and dip, feels Patrick lowering himself to scatter kisses across David’s back and shoulders, stopping in some places for longer. It finally occurs to him that those are the spots with scars. The physical ones anyway. Injuries from days long past, created by god knows what or who.
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kinda wish I had an actual tagging system instead of just me screaming random shit bc sometimes I do need to find a post bc it was hot
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ibiscusstuff · 1 year
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percy hynes white icons
like or reblog if u save
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WIP Wednesday & Countdown to EGF (6 days!)
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Hi, hello, hola!! How are you lovelies doing today? Thank you for the Wednesday tags, @confused-bi-queer and @cutestkilla, and for the Sunday tags, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @larkral, @shrekgogurt, @raenestee, @fatalfangirl, @shemakesmeforget, @hushed-chorus, and @aristocratic-otter! I've been away from Le Tumbs for the last few days and I am still sloooowly catching up on all the delightful things you've all been making and reccing!! ❤️❤️❤️
My Good EGG / EGF fic continues apace.... Have one of the rare snippets from Ch. 4 of the draft that isn't just fucking: 😆
“Is it a dealbreaker if I’m a night owl?”
“I think you’d make a very handsome, very judgy owl,” Simon says. He sounds sleepy, and he arches a little whenever Baz’s thumb circles his skin. “If I was a bird, I’d be - dunno, one of those birds with the weird frog mouths.” 
“No,” Baz says. “You’d be a shrike. A butcher bird.”
A smile lifts up the corner of Simon’s mouth. “You really took it to heart when I said that killing things is my love language.”
If you haven't seen the tantalising glimpse of art that @shemakesmeforget shared for SSS, please CHECK IT OUT. I laughed manically when I saw it and it continues to bring me joy~
Tags and a slightly spicier snippet behind the cut!
So, one of the great joys of re-reading a draft that has been sitting for a while is finding bits and pieces that still tickle my funny bone:
"Tell me about things that you’ve killed.” 
Simon laughs, confused. “Are you - does that get you off?”
“No,” Baz says frankly. “But it’ll keep me from jumping on your dick before I’m ready.”
Smut peddling tag: @erotic-grope-fest
A buncha hello tags! I am sleepy so if I forgot anyone please consider yourself tagged (and loved) ❤️ @artsyunderstudy @captain-aralias @dohrnaira @facewithoutheart @ionlydrinkhotwater @ileadacharmedlife @imagineacoolusername @johnwgrey @martsonmars @moodandmist @nightimedreamersworld @onepintobean @sailorblossoms @tea-brigade @thewholelemon @theimpossibledemon @whogaveyoupermission @tectonicduck (I AM DOWN TO CLOWN AND READY TO CRAFT ON SAT 🪡📍🧵✂️)
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floating-in-the-blue · 7 months
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This, Willie thought, lying on the floor of an English palace covered in cake, could have gone better. Judging by the muttered “Christ” coming from his left, Prince Alexander and he were, for once, in agreement.
It had been an accident. Of course. Willie certainly had not planned to ruin a royal wedding by toppling himself and the prince—brother of the groom, not the groom himself at least although that might have spiced up the wedding night—into a seven tiered monster of a cake but here they were, one fateful argument and stumble later.
“Do you think anybody saw that?” Willie whispered, turning his head to the side, painfully aware of a room full of dignitaries staring at them even though everything was awfully silent around them and Willie suspected it wasn’t just the cake lodged in his ear blocking out the sound.
Prince Alexander, famous for his stoic demeanour and infuriating grace in all situations, glared at him. An inappropriate thought crossed Willie’s mind until he remembered that he still very much disliked the prince, never mind how lickable he looked with a face covered in vanilla buttercream. There was cake in his golden hair and cake hanging on to his golden eyelashes and buttercream splattered on his lips and chin and a pair of very blue, very angry eyes expressing amply what the prince thought of Willie in this moment.
At least he seemed somewhat human for once.
Willie licked his own lips free of frosting and cake and decided that the monstrosity surely hadn’t been worth the 75,000 pounds the palace, allegedly, had shelled out for it. He still rather wished he could have come to that conclusion over a plate of cake instead of being currently covered with it.
There was the unmistakable click of a camera behind them.
How wonderful. 
Maybe he shouldn’t have chosen the cake socks for the occasion.
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nocturnalghoul · 1 year
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Mushy May Day 3: "Dance with me?"
Some super short and sweet Rulti fluff.
Song referenced is All The Years by Wild Child
I am once again pushing my head cannon that Rain loves sleepy soft acoustic music, which will have a come back later on in the month. Also threw in a blink and you'll miss it morsel of lore for Swiss' magic just cause I can :)
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ao3 link to day 3
Rain can see the way that Swiss’ eyelids start to flutter shut while he talks, leaning back in relaxation against the wicker chair on the patio outside the ghoul’s den. The sticky summer air has settled like a blanket over them both, gluing them to their spots for well over an hour while they take turns rambling back and forth at each other over the sound of the soft music coming out of Rain’s phone. 
Rain takes a minute to appreciate the various shadows cast across the multi ghoul’s face by the moon high in the sky above them. The soft glowing light filtering through the trellis above throws thin lines across his face accentuating the sharpness of his jaw and nose. The already handsome ghoul looks like something out of a painting he thinks to himself, and while he hates to disturb the breathtaking scene he has other plans in mind. 
“Swisstopher K Ghoul, are you falling asleep on me already?” Rain teases, trailing off into a faint giggle.
“Why, I would never do such a thing Rainbow. You’re too hot a commodity to waste even a single precious second sleeping.” Swiss shoots back, cracking one eye open while sticking his tongue out at the water ghoul. 
Rain raises an eyebrow incredulously and that’s all it takes for Swiss to concede. “Okay, well maybe a little.. but to be fair your playlist is pretty chill and sleepy, babe.”
“Mmmm, sounds like something you should come dance with me about then.” Rain counters, getting up from his chair and extending an arm out in invitation with a little flourish. He pulls Swiss up towards him, both of them settling into position right as the current song ends. 
They sway back and forth together as the next song starts up sweetly, focusing more on looking into eachothers eyes than proper dancing. The soft glow of the moon is the only light they have, allowing the faint glow of the elemental symbols trailing across Swiss’s chest to be seen under his thin shirt. Rain briefly brushes the matching water symbol on his wrist over the one on Swiss’ collarbone, laughing at the way it glows brighter in response. It’s almost like his magic is near as excited as the ghoul himself to spend time with Rain. 
You, you know you mean the world to me I can't think of a better thing than growing old with you
Swiss softly leads Rain into a relaxed twirl, the both of them smiling fondly. As he settles back into their gentle rhythm, Rain closes the distance between them pulling Swiss into a deep kiss.
You, you know I need you by my side And everything seems better now with you here in my life
After a moment, Swiss pulls away ever so slightly. “The song is right, you know. Having you with me is one of the best feelings in the world, Rainy” he whispers against the water ghouls lips. 
“I love you too”
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dirt-str1der · 1 year
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Still obsessed with these two pages (R->L) from Kiryu-chan ni korosareru because you know theyre about to fuck nasty
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papricots · 3 months
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staring at the wall in proper form
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amazingspidermans · 1 year
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i cant believe it but wednesday and tyler are growing on me
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beautyofattolia · 1 year
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I finally watched season one of Wednesday and you can pry my love for Tyler Galpin out of my cold, dead hands. No, I’m not accepting criticism ✌🏻✌🏻
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If Tyler and Wednesday aren’t endgame at the end of this series, I’m burning Netflix to the freaking GROUND, kids. 
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yaaadooon · 1 year
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it makes sense in my head, too, and i don't think it's entirely ooc either. i think sanji is very aware of zoro's role as the crew's main protector, and also of how important he is in that role, specifically, what with him keeping zoro's sacrifice on thriller bark a secret, as an example.
so i don't see why that wouldn't extend to smaller moments too. zoro gets to maintain his role, but with sanji there, he also has access to support for himself. ( it all goes vice versa, too, me thinks ).
and maybe i'm projecting but soft & content zoro is /adorable/ in my head, and i can't help but think sanji thinks that too. it's a white lie he gets to keep, and in return his gets a mossball who wants affection but doesn't always know how to ask for it, so it's not uncommon that sanji essentially gets headbutted when zoro wants his hair playing with but doesn't know how to say it.
// side note - whenever i think of this part of zs i cannot, i CANNOT help but think about how long it might've been since zoro last felt AS safe as he does around sanji.
anon ur making me tear tf up this morning with that last sentence. 😭🥺🥹
and i don't think you're projecting anon! i think generally there is a pervasive headcanon where zoro can be soft if given the room too. but from a zs point of view, especially with how sanji reacted to zoro's sacrifice a thriller bark, there's a lot of canonical evidence and sanji is zoro's silent protector (the vice-versa as you said.)
also the idea that zoro's acts like a cat around sanji Feels So Right fhdkjhfgkjfdkjdfk i have this great mental image now of zoro wanting head pats from an annoyed sanji by ramming his head into sanji's hand.
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dianadeadwing · 7 months
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Hey it’s wip Wednesday!
I strangely have a lot of thoughts about Peter Pescadero that I’ll get more into after inktober. They mostly just boil down to let Gene have more friends.
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