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star1117-archives · 2 years

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I need to hear your thoughts about ateez reaction to gf crying from pleasure during sex

Take your sweet time

Oooooooh chile lemme tell you exactly what I think

➵ Pairing : OT8 X Fem!Reader

➵ Genre : Smut

➵ W.C : 1335

➵ Warnings : Dacryphilia, Rough sex, Praise, Degradation, Fingering, Oral [f receiving], Overstimulation, Dumbification, Marking, Licking [Joong 💀], Mirror sex, Size kink + training, Humiliation.

➵ A/N: Under 16’s DNI

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

It was definitely an ego boost when a tear rolled down your cheek as Seonghwa ruthlessly opened you up, he didn’t even know he was doing so well. It was just something about the position you were in, and the way his fingers just felt heavenly as the pumped in and out of your cunt that had you sobbing, body shaking as the male ripped another orgasm from your tired body.

“You’re doing so well for me, Sweetie. Such a good girl.”

You were exhausted and could hardly take anymore, yet you still cried out for him to go faster, deeper. He found it almost addictive seeing you like this, completely enveloped in the pleasure he was giving you. Seonghwa made a mental note to do this more often, he wanted to see you like this again.

“Come on, give Daddy another one. Can you do that for me, Sweetie?”

You couldn’t help but nod, beyond words as tears still streamed down your cheeks. He simply chuckled at this, rubbing your leg soothingly.

“You look so pretty like this..”

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

He was so fucking proud. He knew straight away it was from pleasure, from the way your nails were digging into his arms and your eyes rolling, and it was as if the male had received a shot of adrenaline. He leaned down and licked them away, making the both of you shudder. You at the feeling of his wet tongue trailing across your skin, him at the salty taste of your tears. His movements never ceased, even when he moved his tongue along the trail of your tear to your ear, licking and biting at your lobe before speaking into it.

“What, can’t you take it? A little whore like you.. can’t take how well I’m fucking you?”

He chuckled when you whimpered in between the constant lewd moans flowing from your lips, teeth now pulling at your ear a little as he spoke again.

“You’re just a pathetic little slut, aren’t you Y/N? A stupid little slut, all for me.”

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

It’s a regular occurrence, so he’s pretty much accustomed to it. It brings out the pervert in Yunho, seeing the tears wetting your pretty cheeks just from his size. It makes him want to go faster, harder, just to see that pretty face of yours contort from the overwhelming pleasure, only able to cry out for him to keep going in your current state. He’s hardly fucked your pretty cunt, yet you’re brain is practically leaking out of your pussy. It really did something to him, seeing you fall apart so easily over barely anything.

“Fuck baby, is it too much? Can’t your tiny pussy take my big cock? How cute..”

Your helpless moans as you shook underneath Yunho were fucking addictive, and he couldn’t help but slam into you a little harder than intended. The result was worth it however, your eyes rolling as you gripped the sheets tight. A pleasured mewl burst from the inner depths of throat, and more tears streamed. Fucking beautiful.

“Keep this up, and I can’t promise I won’t breed this pretty pussy of yours, Baby.”

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

He was a little confused at first, stilling his movements in concern since you’ve never cried before. But when you whine and held him by the hips, looking at him with those damned ‘fuck me’ eyes, it dawned on him. Oh. Oh shit. He smirks to himself, proud that he could make you react in such a way. It spurs him into action, hand snaking down to your clit so he can rub you while he thrusts. He wants to see that reaction again, see you so blown away with pleasure that you can’t help but sob under him. He wants to see those pretty eyes of yours red and swollen by the time he’s finished with you.

“Oh, Angel… you don’t know what you’ve done. Now I gotta see this every time I fuck you.”

𝐒𝐚𝐧

He fuckin’ loves it. San’s an avid fan of mirror sex, something about being able to see everything at once already driving him feral. So when he sees your mascara start to smear, it awakens something within him. His hips are snapping against yours even harder than before, the male intent on making the stream of tears leaving your eyes never end.

“S-shit Y/N.”

The sound of skin slapping violently against each other was almost deafening, especially when paired with your pleasured screams. It was music to San’s ears, and your expressions were only a plus.

“Cry. Bawl like the l-little fucking bitch you are.“

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

When he saw a single tear roll down your cheek, brows furrowed as he brought you to your high for the third time in a row, Mingi was slightly scared. He thought he’d been too harsh on you, apologising with a worried expression as he slowly worked his fingers to a stop. This soon changed however when you grasped the hand that wasn’t fingering your into an oblivion, eyes watery as you begged him for more.

“O-oh.. So it was.. those kinda tears..”

His cheeks flushed as he tried to dance around the subject, smiling awkwardly at you. It made something tingle in the back of his brain though, as if something had just.. clicked. He liked seeing you like this, and he wanted to submerge you in pleasure, drown you in it just so he could see what a mess he’s made of you.

“One more time for me Y/N, I just.. I gotta see that again.”

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

You’re never gonna hear the fucking end of it with this one. He’s gonna milk the whole fucking cow about it, practically puffing his chest with pride. Everyone knows Wooyoung knows how to talk, and with a tongue that can move that fast for that long, it was inevitable that the male would leave you shaking and sobbing with pleasure. He didn’t bother to pull away as he forcefully held your thighs open, only just keeping them apart as you strained helplessly against his hands.

“Awh, can’t you take it? You were acting so brave earlier, talking about how I run my mouth and can’t even use it properly.”

There was no sympathy in his gaze as he said this, clearly his ego was harmed from when you’d embarrassed him in front of the guys. Well, at least now they’ve probably heard the truth, judging from your poorly-muffled screams.

“I’m gonna milk you of every single drop until you’re a drooling fucking mess, Y/N. And tomorrow, you can wobble out there and tell the guys just how orally gifted I am.”

And true to his word, like the vindictive little bastard he is, Wooyoung made sure to fuck every single thought out of that stupid little brain of yours. It only came up with bullshit anyways.

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

He was a bit shocked, to be honest. He genuinely didn’t know that that could actually happen in real life. I mean sure, you both were great together, but you weren’t in a porno either. At least, that’s what he thought to be the truth, until you moaned lewdly into the kiss he was giving you as you orgasmed, your salty tears adding an odd taste to the mix. When he pulled away only to see your face contorting with pleasure as tears fell, Jongho almost burned with desire. The way a plethora of whimpered curses fell from your lips, paired with sweet tears and your pitiful moans, it was fucking.. ethereal.

“You’ll never understand how fucking beautiful you just looked, Y/N.”

It was like nothing he’d seen before, and he doubted he’d ever see anything close to it ever again. Pure, unbridled pleasure, so overwhelming that you couldn’t help but sob. It was as if he’d been gifted the most precious gift on this earth, and the moment was definitely imprinted into memory forevermore.

“I’d do anything to see that again baby, what do I have to do?”

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phantasmalnightmare · 7 months

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Starter for @deathdetectives

How long had Shinigami been asleep this time? It was hard to tell in the cramped space of her tome, the Book of Death. She was timeless, bored, and so very alone. She hated the isolation and despair she felt when she had no master to serve. A part of her wished that she had disappeared when Yuma used the emergency exit. The Death God wished he would come back for her already, but would he want to lose his memories again?

In one of those perpetual moments, there was a flash of light. Lavender hues cracked open, as Shinigami took in the brilliance of freedom once more. Lazily floating out of her tome, she expected to find Yuma. "About time Master! Hmph, I suppose I can forgive you now that-" However, it wasn't him that stood there, but Vivia.

"Anemic Vampire!? Why are you here?" Her floating body seemed to deflate in disappointment. "I thought Master would have come back for me... Well, what do you need? Don't tell me you're actually working and need my help or something!?"

#☾✩☽ Mysteriful Death God----- IC Shinigami #☾✩☽ Verse: Master Detective Archives: Raincode #//Hope this is okay!#deathdetectives

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metalcursed · 10 months

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i'm b.uddy the e.lf singing I LOVE U over and over in different pitches @ my dash

#✥ ⟿ 𝖉𝖔𝖓❜𝖙 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖐 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 ⤬ ☾ ooc ☽ ⤦#i need to go to bed but i don't wanna #still gotta *sigh*#i have some drafts & i even #went over to the archive to find some old threads #got them ready to go =D #anyways night night

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torpublishinggroup · 5 months

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GET BOOKT

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orbital-inclination · 1 year

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Molten Dreams - master post

All Moltendreams content can be found under the Moltendreams!au Tag.

Summary: Molten Dreams is an AU variant of Dreamtale in which Dream is corrupted instead of Nightmare but remains a kind person. The brothers travel the multiverse together, seeking a cure. Extended Summary (Story): Dream and Nightmare’s childhood follow the events of Dreamtale closely. Dream’s kindness is taken advantage of while Nightmare is relentlessly bullied and shunned by the village. Gradually, Dream finds it harder and harder to say no. He spends less and less time guarding the tree with his brother. They grow distant and frustrated with each other.

One day, while Dream is sent away on an errand outside the villager, a group of humans and monsters approach the tree and demand apples from it. Their village had been suffering from a drought for months, and the Tree of Emotions, sacred as it may be, was the only thing bearing fruit. When Nightmare refuses, they turn violent.

To defend himself and the tree, Nightmare consumes one black apple but in the end it's not enough. Dream returns just in time to save his brother from a fatal blow. Barely clinging to consciousness, Dream bites into a golden apple, unaware that his side of the tree had been inflicted by a curse born of greed. The act of consuming the apple brands the curse onto Dream’s soul. He consumes more than one after that, unable to stop himself. Traumatized, Dream and Nightmare leave their world behind and spend the rest of their childhood and adolescence nomadically. They move from AU to AU, unable to settle anywhere.

The bulk of the story takes place centuries later. Driven by guilt and a sense of responsibility, Nightmare is determined to find a way to get rid of the goop that Dream is covered in. Dream struggles with and attempts to hide his own demons. In the meantime, the pair work to archive balance in a multiverse that is over-saturated with positivity. The brothers are often viewed with ambivalence and sometimes outright hostility, both by the inhabitants of local AUs and sometimes by fellow outcodes.

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────• Molten!Dream Ref tagged as Molten!Dream

Called Molt, for short. Dream is branded by a curse that is deeply tied to the state of the larger Multiverse. As positivity spreads, he is rendered blind, as positivity recedes, Dream is weakened but is able to retain his sight. Personality: Kind, courageous, empathetic (both emotionally and literally), reserved, quiet, tolerant, docile/mild, petty, and prone to making decisions informed by his emotions over logical thought.

Rem!Nightmare Ref tagged as: moltendreams!nightmare, rem!nightmare. Called Rem/Remmy for short, his full name is Remembrance. For him, negativity manifests as black and starry, instead of a goopy/inky one. Personality: scholarly, haughty, guilt-ridden, irritable, moody, introverted, secretive, straight-laced, and cynical. Prefers to make informed logical decisions over those influenced by emotion.

The twins were "born" on March 23rd!

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Written Stuff: "What I never told you" - part 1, part 2

Comics: "Bad Day" part 1, Aftermath "It won't wash off" "Gingerbread House"

Stuff from the Unnamed AU: In Which Rem and Molt meet their Alternate Selves. "A Joint Meeting" "Rem meets Nightmare" "Molt meets Dream" "So Rem, how's that "I've been kidnapped thing" going?" "Molt meets Nightmare" "Reunion and Reversal" part 1

#long post #moltendreams!au

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crystalstars350 · 1 year

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Heard that people be makin Collector OCs and I wanna join lmao ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

「It is inevitable that some specimen will rebel when subjected to the process of archivation. While most collectors can handle these acts of defiance, there are cases when even the Stars cannot keep them under control. In these scenarios, it is best to send Komet to subdue the disobedient.亅 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ “Keep the talking to a minimum. It’s distracting.” Name: Komet Pronouns: He/Him Age: Who knows??? (Mentally, he’s in his late-teens; about 17-18) Species: Collector Archivation Method: Cryopreservation - He preserves all matter using low, freezing temperatures using some sort of strong ice magic. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ To most people, especially other collectors, Komet maintains a cold and reserved demeanor. He takes his role as a collector extremely seriously and can be quite the workaholic. His need to constantly work can lead to him skipping out on sleep and antsy whenever he gets time to rest. As a collector present during the Collector-Titan war, Komet generally has a disdain for titans. Instead of viewing them as brainless brutes, Komet sees them more as annoyances who should have complied with the Collectors and their need to archive all life.

#collector oc #the owl house #toh oc #my art

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emilija04acer · 2 months

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My fanfic which focuses on Rosie giving love advice to Alastor! 🌹☕📻

This was a fun little fic I wanted to write about Al being AroAce and not realizing it. After Rosie's comment in ep 7, I had to write it.

Summary :

Rosie, the love expert, observes her enigmatic friend Alastor’s reluctance to embrace romantic connections. She "subtly" hints that love comes in many forms.

This is a short fic, about 800 words.

Spoiler ahead >>>>

Here are a few lines <3

The Café is quiet only the clatter of cups, the soft murmur of conversations. The tables are far enough for everyone to feel alone. Couples sat at those tables, lost in their worlds. Rosie’s gaze wandered to a pair by the window—a young demon with lilac hair and her partner, their fingers entwined. They laughed, their love palpable It was beautiful to love a person and want to spend eternity with them. She always wished to find that herself.

“Rosie,” Alastor said, breaking her reverie. “What intrigues you about them dear?”

She glanced back at him, studying his eyes. “Their connection,” she replied. “It’s more than physical attraction. It’s… companionship. A shared history. Love, perhaps.”

“Love.” Alastor’s voice held a hint of wistfulness. “I never understood the desire for it.” He paused to take a sip of his coffee. “A curious concept. Humans and demons alike chase after it.”

“And yet,” Rosie said, her gaze drifting to the other tables. “It’s everywhere. In the simplest gestures—a touch, a smile. Even in this café, love dances between tables. Maybe you'll have it someday.”

He leaned back in his chair, his crimson eyes flickering. “What if I don’t want a partner?”

•☽────✧༺♥༻∞────☾•

All of my fics are here and I can't let this one feel left out!

Rosie is lovely and I hope we see more of her next season! ♥

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minerwarfare-suzuya · 15 days

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Archiving lost Mobox87 media

I just want to share that I've recently archived Crying Blossom's Mobox87 rant video from her now private YouTube channel.

I'll be trying to recover some other lost media involving Mobox87 such as deleted videos from her YouTube channel. Stay tuned for that.

#youtube #mobox87 #mod cagney #mod patty

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powerful-niya · 5 months

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— (⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☾ 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ☽₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆)

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☾ ◯ ☽₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆𝙰 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝙼𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

Hello, Everyone!

It's December, and that means, It's Naruhina Month! The Naruhina Tumblr event has rolled around again, and so fast!

I'm so excited to share what I have written and came up with for this lovely event! I intend to finish everything I started, so it won't be like last year, I promise. ✨

For starters, NHmonth23 on Tumblr has provided an entire list of prompts that will be dedicated to each day of December for the event.

I will display the prompts I will be writing for this month.

••Table Of Contents••

✨December 1: Domestic + Marriage ✔️

✨December 9: Couple Rings + Cuddles ✔️

✨December 11: Tarot Card + Stolen Glances + Historical Eras AU ✔️

✨December 13: Delinquent AU + "How To Love." ✔️

✨December 14: Cyberpunk + Road to Ninja Personalities + Role Reversal + Movie Crossover ✔️

✨December 17: Evil AU + Yakuza AU ✔️

✨December 19: Sports or Gym AU. + "I made a mistake but I love you."

✨December 23: Forbidden Love + War And Love

✨December 24: Little Red Riding Hood + Urban Legends

✨December 26: Destiny + Beauty And The Beast

✨December 27: Birthdays + Vacation

✨December 28: Misunderstandings

✨December 31: Caught In The Rain + Stolen Glances

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I hope you all enjoy!

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star1117-archives · 2 years

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Non-sexual possessiveness is icky but in the bedroom 👀

just like… what would each member be like with it? What would they do to show you belong to them?

➵ Pairing : OT8 X Gn!Reader

➵ Genre : Smut

➵ W.C : 700

➵ Warnings : Breeding kink, Body painting, Edging, Dumbification, Praise, Begging, Manhandling, Fingering, Cockwarming, Degradation, Marking, Grinding, Rough sex, Choking.

➵ A/N: Under 16’s DNI

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚: Breeding

“Shit.. gonna breed you like the bitch you are. Pump you full of my kids.”

He’ll pump you full of his cum and finger it into you, saying he’s gonna breed you since you’re his and his only. Kinda seems like someone who’d make you cockwarm him all night just to make sure hardly any of his cum drips outta you. Depending on your mood it’ll either be hard degradation or the most heartwarming praise.

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠: Drawing

“Unless you want people to know who your body belongs to, I suggest you don’t wear that crop top love.”

Since we already know Joong is the artsy type, I could see him getting a fat black pen and drawing all over your body. Cumdump, insert here, master’s plaything, etc etc. He’ll put you infront of the mirror as he works, colouring you carefully like the piece of art you are.

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨: Making out

“Look how swollen your lips look babe… bet they’d look even better around my cock.”

Yunho seems like a guy who’d have the wildest fascination with your body, and especially your lips. He’s spent hours at a time kissing you, biting your lips, sucking them gently. He just loves seeing you get all worked up about something as small as kissing. He just absolutely loves pinning you down and holding you in place as he grinds onto you as he kisses you roughly.

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠: Edging

“Just say it baby. Give in and tell Daddy what you want, you know you want to.”

This man craves to see you whimpering on the bed, clenching uselessly around air as he steals yet another orgasm from you. He wants to see you beg for release, thank him for the pleasure, promise to never leave him. Yeosang will stuff you with his fingers again and again until you finally suck it up and tell him what you want. He’ll give you the world, as long as he’s the center of your universe.

𝐒𝐚𝐧: Dumbification

“Tied up all pretty for Daddy, you’re just my dumb little slut aren’t you? Can’t even deny it you’re so fucked out.”

San’s only goal in life is to fuck you so hard all you can think of is him. He’ll pour a truckload of whispers into your ears, filling your mind with only him and his cock. He doesn’t want a single other thing to be up there. Just him, only him.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢: Praise

“Such a good doll, can you come for Daddy my love? Cum over him and mark him as yours? Cause you know damn straight I’ll be doing it to you.”

Mingi just wants you to know you’re his pretty little doll, so beautiful and so fucking tight. He’ll run his hands over your ass, squeezing and moulding your cheeks as he fucks you slow and deep, hips rocking into you precisely every single time. He wanted it to be perfect, especially since he was gonna be the only one you fuck for the rest of your life.

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠: Begging

“Come here my sweet babe, come ride Daddy’s dick like a good little cocksleeve. Or do I have to give you another facial to refresh that memory of yours?”

Similar to Yeosang, Wooyoung wants you on your knees promising all his heart desires just for release. Watching you cry for him, cry for pleasure, shit that turns him on. He’ll sit there with his dick out, masturbating until he comes all over your face. And shit it’s so arousing seeing his cum flowing down your face. Arousing enough that he gets hard again almost instantly.

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨: Manhandling

“Beautiful. You look so fucking hot covered in my marks cub. Now hold still, let me taste that sweet nectar of yours.”

Pinning you against walls, choking you until your head swims, bruising your hips with his tight grip, marking your neck in a feverish uncontrolled state. Jongho almost turns animalistic when he’s with you, wanting to just cover you in his marks. When you wake up with your bruised hips, shaky legs, and marked neck, he wants you to know who you belong to. What he did to give you a permanent reminder you’re taken.

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phantasmalnightmare · 5 months

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Fubuki sighed drearily as the Kanai Ward train finally began to come to a stop at the station. She hadn't expected the explosion, her time rewinding ability the only thing that had allowed her to survive, and it had taken her a few more attempts to locate and disarm the bomb. Somehow, she'd finally managed to cut the correct wire(Luckily there had only been three), but she was feeling exhausted from all the rewinds.

A mix of both dread and relief overwhelmed her, as the train finally came to a halt. She didn't think that trains normally exploded, which meant that someone was probably after her. She didn't think she had many rewinds left. The time Leaper cautiously peeked out of the train. There were some people further down in uniform, staring at in confusion "Wasn't this train supposed to be blown up?" One of them asked.

She ran in the opposite direction as fast as she could, before the men could spot her. She rounded the corner finally, stopping to catch her breath. The rain had already drenched her hair, and she looked out at the city. "Oh dear... This is turning out to be quite the adventure. I fear I'm not up to investigating at this moment. I did not expect the trip here to be an adventure in itself."

#fuzzhead-detective #☾✩☽ Head Empty No Thoughts ----- IC Fubuki Clockford #☾✩☽ verse: master detective archives: raincode #Hope this is okay #Will get to silly shenanigans after this rough patch haha

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van-yangyin · 28 days

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PICREW☾☻☽

Tagged by @tenyrasims and @kanonbreakerz, THANK YOU FOR THE TAG! 💝

My Yin in my Yang and my Yang in my Yin 😎

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This time I'm tagging @lea-heartscxiv, @the-daydream-archives, @honeybeenrw, @pralinesims, @raccoonium, @yuracrazy and @void-imp. As always, if you don't feel like doing it, you can feel free not to do it. Tho if you aren't tagged and want to do it consider yourself tagged by me and tag me so I can see it! I see some already did it so I tag who I think don't do it yet 💦

#van do games #tag game #non sims #picrew #van-yangyin

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amantes-lunae · 5 months

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Priest!Remus Wolfstar List ☾✩☽

☾ I haven't read all of these, but I'm archiving them here so I know where to find them when I want to read, including a disproportionate amount of fleabag aus ☽

Teeth Full Of Sin - E, 6k

sin /sɪn/ an immoral act considered to be a transgression against divine law: “a sin in the eyes of God” Vampire Sirius, Priest Remus; what could go wrong?

Forgive Me, Father - T, 2.5k

Remus is faced with temptation after temptation after Sirius moves in.

Take a Shot of Holy Water - M, 73k

A year after cutting ties with his family and taking steps to improve his life after coming to terms with his role in the tragic death of his best friend, Sirius Black reconnects with his past at an engagement dinner for a friend he thought he’d lost and the family he’d left behind. There he meets a priest named Remus Lupin, who is about to change the course of his life forever. or, a fleabag series 2 au

The Shape and Sound of God - E, 38k

This is a love story. a fleabag (season two) au. “We’re not going to have sex,” he says softly. Sirius coughs out a laugh. Bites his lip and looks out to the water, looks back at Remus. Scrapes his fingernail over the sad sprog of green growing through a seam in the bridge wall. “We’re not?” he asks. Remus smiles. “No. We’re not.” “Not even - are you sure?” he asks, his heart beating, beating; it hurts in his chest, a metal door knocker against his ribs. He’s out of breath, he’s running down a highway for this man, he’s scraping his knees on the bitumen. Remus turns to him and he’s a heartbreak waiting to happen, and Sirius keeps telling himself it’s just sex.

God Doesn't Make Hot Priests - M, 3k

Sirius loses a bet and dresses as a sexy nun for Halloween. He meets an incredibly attractive Priest during his night out.

Dear Your Holiness - E, 142k

During the week of his father's funeral, Sirius Black meets an unusual priest and offers to help write Orion Black's eulogy. At the same time, he's started texting a mysterious bass player from a pop-punk band that he accidentally swapped phones with. Eventually, the conversations between the two start to blur together and Sirius has trouble trying to decide which one he's falling for the hardest. (one of my personal fav wolfstar fics EVER, you should read!!!!!!!!)

Love & Blowjobs & Other Sacred Things - E, 77k

Two strangers meet in a loud and dingy club. It's love at first sight, except the few mitigating circumstances. Namely, that Sirius is married to God, Remus is a minister, love is complicated, and religion is even more so. OR In which Sirius is a priest, Remus is a preacher, Lily is a badass, and James is confused. (maybe this one is cheating since SIRIUS is the priest... you should read it anyway)

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #priest remus #atyd #atyd remus #atyd marauders #atyd sirius #atyd wolfstar #kate's wolfstar reclist tag

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wistful-giselle · 3 months

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link to my newsletter ☾⋆｡°☽an archive of curiosities, thoughts, art, reading lists, excerpts from my magazine and writing.... a way to consecrate living as an artform. any support is received very gratefully.

#mine #diary #newsletter #art #writing

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kedsandtubesocks · 1 year

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happy may the 4th be with you day ✨ this is a small but it is mighty treat for today and for my big brain babe @willowser because yes we had our 👀 moment seeing Mando Bkg out of his armor but are you ready for the first time he sees us out of our jedi robes? 🩶

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He’s pissed off. Bakugou needs a map from one of your archive records and it’s late. He should be in bed and he’s pissed off.

So he stomps over to your little homestead at the edge of village and bangs his hand hard on the wall. He bangs, bangs, and bangs until he hears you scream through the door-

“Stars, what the hell do you want this late Bakugou?!”

He’s about to yell at you because how the hell did you know it was him?

But then the door slides open and there you are. All of his thoughts quickly burst from his mind as if one of his explosives went off.

Your face is scrunched up like a furious beast, but he can’t even focus on that. In the dim evening light a sheen glistens across your entire face as if you’ve put something on it like a cream or some other shit.

And…you’re in a sleeping tunic.

The tunic is simple and leaves your forearms bare. You’re not in your sacred robes and his mind can’t process it for a moment. You seem so normal, as if you’re not a revered peace keeper.

“What do you want?” You ask again through gritted teeth and it reminds him that yeah, you’re still the same annoying shitty Jedi. You just…don’t look like it.

“The archive map.” Bakugou answers back an angered bark because now he’s twice as pissed off and can’t stop staring at you.

“Are you serious? Right now?! This couldn’t wait?” You sigh exasperated.

“No it can’t wait, shitty Jedi!” Bakugou snaps back and you make an indignant noise he almost laughs at. But you whip around fast and storm back into the living quarters.

“Come on.” You seethe at him from over your shoulder.

A small piece of him freezes. Hesitation clutches at him to stay still, to be respectful and wait outside. He doesn’t. He instead follows you inside.

All the living quarters for single warriors are the same. He’s thankful being clan leader allows him a larger space cause shit the regular ones are small as hell. The bed, compact kitchen area, and even small lounge couch are all in the same space. The only other room is the fresher door off to the side.

They all look the damn same.

Except yours doesn’t. Of course it fucking doesn’t.

The elders had given you this homestead as a sign of good faith and trust instead of letting you sleep in the crappy makeshift tent you brought.

And now that he’s here, Bakugou realizes he’s never seen inside of it. He’s never been inside of this makeshift apartment of yours.

He greedily drinks in every sight he can, flat out stares without any shame behind the safety of the helmet.

Mountains of scrolls and text clutter the small table you sit in front of now. A small mug rests besides the clutter with a drink inside already cooled. In the compact kitchen a couple of candles illuminate the space with their soft flames. Even a small incense stick releases gentle smoke floating into the air. When the hell did you even get this crap? Did you bring it with you?

Shit, even the lighting of this room looks so different. He has the same lamps you do that are carved into the walls and produce a soft amber light. Except your space seems to glow a different shade. Bakugou can’t describe it. He wonders if maybe he’s slipped into a new dimension. Or, maybe he is now just existing stuck between a dream and something else.

“You can sit down.” Your dull voice snaps him out of his tumbling thoughts as his helmet towards you. You stare at him bored, holopad in hand.

“No.” He flat out tells you and just as quickly turns his face away because he can’t. He will stare at you again if he lets his gaze linger anymore on you.

So he goes back to staring at your room.

He tries not to focus at your messy bed because quickly he begins to imagine you in the sheets, wonders if they smell like you-

Bakugou violently squishes those thoughts away and instead examines your night stand. Then his crimson eyes go wide fast.

“You kept a damn rock from that glow cave we got stuck in?”

The memory is so clear to him.

In that damn cave illuminated by all the weird glow worms was the first time you and him were stuck alone together. That’s why Bakugou recognizes the rock cause of course those worms are still glowing here and he doesn’t even know how. But that cave…that was the first time he truly trusted you, knew he couldn’t see you as an enemy anymore.

Now here a rock from that damn cave rests on your nightstand almost grinning at him.

“Yeah.” You suddenly snicker a low thing as you answer him. “I couldn’t help myself. The rocks were just too pretty. Plus…wanted to just remember that day.”

Your voice is so soft and Bakugou thinks it clutches his heart like a shriek hawk. He whips his helmet back to you. Very quickly he catches your eyes on him for just a second before you rapidly return your attention to the pad.

With your focus there he goes back to again flat out staring at you. This is most of your skin he’s seen. He noticed you bare arms first earlier when the door slid opened. But now, he finds you’re even bare foot. You are here cozy, warm, and relaxed, so openly making this space a home. You here are not a sacred jedi - just you.

It makes Bakugou want to storm out. He wants to leave so badly because he wants, more than anything, to carve out a spot for himself here. He wants to sit on the couch and give you shit for whatever meal you make for dinner. He wants to know what type of tea you favor more. What does your incense smell like? Which of those scrolls do you read the most?

It’s all too much. Especially now as his gloved fingers dangerously itch and beg to run a soft path against any bare skin you’ll let him get close to.

He can’t take this.

So Bakugou yanks his gaze away to scanning the room yet again. And he can’t help it. His attention returns to your bed. This time though his entire body feels as if he’s been suddenly drop kicked into an icy lake on the frozen planet Hoth.

Because there on your nightstand sitting by the dang rock is your lightsaber.

Damn, he’s more upset with himself that he didn’t notice it first.

Quietly unassuming, Bakugou once even joked the weapon looked like a piece of discarded metal found in a junk yard. He now thinks it radiates some freaky as hell sensation and that the saber might be alive, breathing, silently judging him. Because he swears the piece of junk is staring straight at him, a sharp reminder of the the consecrated truth. Bakugou has been trying to believe that here, in this room, your reality is blurred and you aren’t the ancient enemy his ancestors warned him about. But that lightsaber is proof.

It is the literal manifestation of the deep chasm between you and him.

He is a mandalorian. You are a Jedi.

As he continues to stare at the damn freaky light stick he can’t even hate it, especially after you told him you made it yourself.

Bakugou learned from you that Jedi hand make their lightsabers. From picking the metal, to the color of the actual saber which apparently you even had to go and find the crystal used to power it, the process was extensive, intimate. Crafting a lightsaber by hand is meant to forge a bond and solidify a Jedi to the saber that would be with them for life. It is a union between weapon and warrior that, as a mandalorian, Bakugou appreciates. He realizes now he’s never taken the time to truly look at yours.

He finds you in every inch of that dumb metal stick. From the coloring, to the groves of steel, to the actual length of it, it all screams you.

But Bakugou is disgusted that everything now simply screams you. It’s like he can’t escape you. But he’s a mandalorian, a damn good one. So he won’t be defeated by a dumb Jedi, especially by you.

“Alright,” your voice breaks his thoughts. “All done here.”

You stand up to hand him the map now transferred to a small pocket projector he can take with him.

Bakugou swipes it from your hand quickly because he now fears touching any part of you might cause him to combust. Not saying another word Bakugou stomps off to the door.

“You’re welcome.” You joking tease and it freezes him.

Bakugou takes a deep inhale.

“Yeah whatever you did your job shitty Jedi. Get some sleep.” It’s the closest thank you he’ll say to you.

The door slides open and Bakugou almost used bud jet pack to get away as fast as he can from you.

Later when he’s back in his room trying not to think about your homestead or your bare skin or how soft you looked, a thought fires into him.

Jedi weren’t suppose to have attachments.

He knew that.

He supposes forms of attachment meant more of the emotional type. Because all the shit in your room, that small glowing rock, they all seem like attachments. Yeah they were physical ones and small compared to something that could be considered corruptible.

But they are attachments all the same.

And for some reason, Bakugou goes to sleep pleased at the thought of you having them.

He doesn’t like that he’s happy at the thought of you being a bit selfish. Rationally, he argues that it’s because he’s a mandalorian. Seeing possible cracks in a Jedi has to count as some sort of victory. But the more he lingers on these thoughts, the reality sinks it’s teeth into him harder and draws blood. It makes him feel selfish and shitty.

Because if he wasn’t mandalorian, Bakugou knows he would have felt the same way. He was just glad he got to see this side of you - of you not being so Jedi, just being normal, bare, and open. This version of you Bakugou saw tonight, along with the thoughts he can’t quiet down, all keep him up for the rest of the night.

And what ends up pissing him off the most?

This encounter should have solidified that he is pure mandalorian at any moment just like how you are pure Jedi at any moment. But instead it has Bakugou feeling as if his beskar has been stripped and he now stands simply a man consumed by the thoughts of another, of you, of simple pure you.

#referencing another snippet I wrote in this snippet who am I???#anyway HAPPY MAY THEE FOURTH!!!!!#across the stars: mandalorian bakugou #a galaxy far far away: a sw bnha universe #mandalorian bakugo or aka erika stop talking about Star Wars #in a galaxy far far away: a sw bnha universe

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