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lust444men · 2 days
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PLEASE WELCOME...PROFESSOR!RAFE💐
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INTRODUCTION ᡴꪫ‎
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who was quite often grumpy, walking into class with a cup of stale cafeteria coffee, a deep frown set on his face.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who had a bad day everyday. that was until you started auditing his class. a pretty lil' student who was interested in the literature he was teaching. of course, he didn't completely lighten up. but he was intrigued.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe spent a few months of watching you in class, seeing you blush and get giddy whenever he praises your correct answers and brilliant questions, he called you back to stay after class for catch up work. which is when he pinned you between him and his desk, hand on the nape of your neck as he kissed you — whispering about how long he's been wanting to do this.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who, from then onwards, was fucking you every chance he got. teachers lounge during class hours, after class, in the library in the dusty aisle no one ventures to.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who will sit you in his lap as he grades your paper, lecturing you for every bad thing you did. "I mean, what type of grammar is this? do you even pay attention during my classes or are you too busy thinkin' about my dick?"
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who on a good day he'll let you cockwarm him as he grades papers, immediately failing anybody with a name he recognises from the times you've cried about how they were so mean to you.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who has a soft spot for you, and only you. it shouldn't be noticeable, but people certainly saw it. he was less bossy, less rude. he gave you extensions.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who will take it upon himself to spank you when you have the audacity to turn in something so, so bad, that it genuinely makes him mad. "the fuck were you thinking? did you proof-read at all?!"
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who takes time to tutor you after his spankings. starting by making you write a two page essay on something, knelt under his desk with his face buried between your thighs. everytime your eyes flutter away from your laptop screen, he pulls away from your dripping pussy to scold you.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who does genuine tutoring with you too, wanting you to actually get better so you don't fail his class.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who, before your history class begins, walks into the classroom to leave a single rose on your desk. he's a lover at heart.
ᨳິ‎english literature!professor who uses his profession to his advantage, leaving little love notes in your bag, desk, jacket, anywhere you'll find them, and others won't.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who signs off all notes with a very, very indecipherable '- R.C' with a sloppy, uneven heart next to it.
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who will messily kiss you against the door of his classroom, two minutes until his class begins. the second he hears the chatter from the hall grow closer, he shoves you off, wiping your lips with his thumb to get rid of your messy, smudged lipstick. he then gently pushes you towards your seat, sitting at his desk and prepping for his lecture. he then throws you glances all the way through it, making sure not to stand face forward for too long so his other, suspecting students don't see how hard he is through his slacks.
ᨳິ‎possessive!professor!rafe who leaves marks all over your neck and your thighs constantly, for people to see out of your low cut blouses and plaited skirts.
ᨳິ‎overprotective!professor!rafe who has to bite his tongue to resist the urge to saunter up to any man who had the audacity to talk to you.
ᨳິ‎jealous!professor!rafe who pounds you from the back in his office, your chest on the smooth wood of his desk. his hand reaching forwards, pulling you up to his chest by your hair. "you think some fuckin' fratboy can fuck you like I can? hm? answer me."
ᨳິ‎professor!rafe who is actually a complete sweetheart, on the inside, very, very deep down.
                                                
special thanks to my girl @princessslutt who helped me with this! go follow her <3
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ozarkthedog · 2 days
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Ozzie's 11k Birthday Sleepover
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i'm still in awe of getting to celebrate another birthday (april 30) on tumblr along with a new milestone! thank you for supporting my writing and indulging in fantasizes with me over the years. i thoroughly enjoy whoring with each and every one of you! i love you! 💙
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𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒
❦ characters accepted: joel miller · tess servopoulos · tommy miller · frankie morales · santi garcia · tim rockford · dieter bravo · javier pena · dave york · mr. ben · marc spector · layla el-faouly · steven grant ❦ send asks with the corresponding emoji and all details! ❦ DILF/DBF/DARK asks are encouraged! ❦ multiple submissions are welcome. i'll do my very best to respond to them all even when the party is over. obvs, i reserve the right to not respond to an ask if it doesn't vibe with me. don't take it personally xx ❦ to filter: #ozzies 11k birthday ❦ celebration from April 26th thru April 28th!
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📷 - send a character + a concept and I’ll respond with a moodboard and maybe a drabble. 📝 - send a location & number from this prompt list + character and i’ll write a drabble. 💀 - send your dark! thots and i’ll add to the carnage. 😈 🥰 - Fic/Blog Rec - i wanna share the love!!!!! 👀 - WYR, FMKiss, This or That, Cast My Mutuals, etc. 💌 - any questions you’d like me to answer!
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i’ll add all fics i write for the sleepover to this post 💙
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dixonsemoboy · 2 days
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DIXONSEMOBOY'S BLOG
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xan/xander, ftm, he/him, ur fav living dead boy
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🦴🐾 STUFF IVE WRITTEN SO FAR:
NEEDY MORNING || ୨୧ || ftm reader, smut
DARYL W/ SOMNO KINK || ୨୧ || ftm reader, smut
DARYL W/ SIZE KINK || ୨୧ || ftm reader, smut
BOYDAD! DARYL || ୨୧ || ftm reader, fluff (with moodboard)
ME YAPPING ABOUT DARYL || ୨୧ ||
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i will NOT write:
fem! reader, it's uncomfortable for me to write and since i'm male i can't apply myself to the story. no fun in it for me.
any weird kinks, scat, piss, feet, etc (i doubt there's any of u out there who even fw those anyway)
underage reader with smut (ew...)
non-con
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i WILL write:
male reader, mainly ftm because that's what i am.
gn! reader.
fluff, smut, angst
pretty much any kinks besides the ones listed up above, i'm open to most things and trust, i'm a freak.
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i'm a beginner writer, so excuse me if what i write isn't the best. i'm still improving.
i can't figure out how to link the actual works with the text up above ^ (stuff ive written so far) so excuse me for that. for now you guys are just gonna have to scroll until you find the fics 😭 sorry baes.
daryl is a switch imo, so i can write him as submissive or dominant
this is a strictly norman centered page, i only write for his characters. he's the only man ever. 🎀
don't come into my inbox talking about sum "daryl's straight, daryl's straight!!" cuz trust me i do not gaf. mind your own business.
feel free to send me asks!! my inbox is pretty empty rn.
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jeeyuns · 5 months
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✍️ Excerpt 07.01.21 | I.B. Vyache
It’s time to forgive My hands for being handsI’m going to hate myself a little less tomorrowI’m going to hate myself a little less tomorrow
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creabirds · 6 months
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your heart, love (has such darkness)
Fandom: Formula 1 RPF Rating: Explicit  Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply  Relationships: Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen  Characters: Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Pierre Gasly, Yuki Tsunoda, Daniel Ricciardo, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Jos Verstappen, Jules Bianchi, Anthoine Hubert, Fernando Alonso (Formula 1 RPF)  Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Morally Ambiguous Character, Dubious Consent, Dom/sub Undertones, War, Power Dynamics, Violence, Angst and Smut, Dark Magic, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Dark Max Verstappen, Dark Charles Leclerc, Roman Empire inspired, Unreliable Narrator  Summary: 
“Who did this to you?“ The question escaped Max in a low growl, sounding more animal than human. Charles’ eyes widened for a fraction of a second before narrowing, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. “Your men,“ he answered, as if it was obvious. And it was. “No, who exactly?“ Max hissed, “because I ordered them not to hurt you and I will cut their fucking heads off for defying their commands.“
The provinces' war against the empire has been raging for years, but finally, Max Verstappen and his rebel army are close to bringing their enemies to their knees. The dire situation has the empire's most powerful warrior, Charles Leclerc, il predestinatio, running right into Max's arms in an attempt to stop him before it's too late. Max wants the empire's darling for himself, but their relationship is much more complex than that of a villain and hero, king and concubine. Though Charles is chained and collared, nothing is really as it seems.
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thefreakandthehair · 6 months
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@eddiemonth prompt, oct 15th: Ren faire | Knights of Cydonia - Muse | Committed And how can we win, when fools can be kings? Don't waste your time, or time will waste you.
Robin stands off to the side with Nancy and watches as Eddie and Steve fight side by side with faux swords against the evil King, the antagonist of the Renaissance Faire’s overarching storyline who's brought together unlikely allies: elves, knights, and peasants fighting as one.
Steve’s medieval outfit, thrifted mainly by Eddie and Robin with a few suggestions from Nancy’s closet, is convincing enough but Eddie? Eddie’s gone all out. Elf ears with gold cuffs applied with an industrial adhesive. Green and beige fabrics fashioned into a shirt with golden embroidery painstakingly stitched into woodland and patterns along his sleeves. Brown leather pants found at a steep discount while thrifting for Steve. A crown made of greenery and medallions tied from his forehead into the back of his hair.
It’s as impressive as it is excessive.
Nancy nudges Robin gently, a light tap of her shoulder against Robin’s, and gestures with her chin towards Eddie. 
“How the Hell are his ears still on?” 
Robin laughs and shrugs as Steve lands a pretend blow and Eddie beams at him. Perhaps there's something healing about fighting a villain and winning without true, mortal stakes.
“No idea, I just hope that whatever glue he used has an easy solvent. I’m not sitting in the E.R. with him and his elf ears.”
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daylightdunbar · 2 months
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singer!theo raeken
“liam dunbar likes my new song? i don’t know who that is”
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vivitalks · 3 months
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directions to the truth
pairing: jason grace/nico di angelo rating: T total word count: 35.7k important tags: canon universe, POV alternating, fluff & angst & humor, hurt/comfort, grief/mourning, nightmares, sword fighting
Three times in three days. This guy is really sticking it to Nico’s trust issues. A small voice in the back of Nico’s head whispers, what does he want with you? People — especially people like Jason — don't just decide you're worth their time. He must want something. Everyone does. Except… The look on Jason’s face when Nico thought he was using him to get Leo back. The genuine distress. The fact that when Jason confronted Nico in Auster’s palace, when Nico pushed, Jason only pushed back, stern and unafraid. Telling him take a risk. No, not telling him; challenging him. • Immediately following the war, Jason and Nico keep choosing each other.
welcome to my post-BoO canonverse exploration of jasico at camp half-blood after the war. it was supposed to be short, and then predictably spiraled way out of control. there are eight chapters, linked below as i update them, which will happen most likely over the next few days. have fun :)
I. NICO // II. JASON // III. NICO // IV. JASON // V. NICO // VI. JASON // VII. NICO // VIII. JASON
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wikiangela · 5 months
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inspiration saturday/seven sentence sunday
tagged by @daffi-990 @exhuastedpigeon @disasterbuckdiaz @buckaroosheart @hippolotamus (tagging y'all back for seven sentence sunday <33)
still trying to get back to writing and currently jumping between wips again lol - and I made a lil moodboard for the cheating fic + title reveal haha - for once I have a title waaaay before I'm gonna finish the fic - it's the line that inspired this whole fic but a bit edited, from mgk's 'loco' (the og line is 'got a man at home but she loves the way I taste')
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and a lil snippet:
“Uh, yeah, I guess it was.” Buck finally responds, quickly getting out of bed and taking his pillow with him and covering himself. He feels too exposed like that, standing in front of Eddie, but he needs to put some distance between them. “It was- it was a-” his voice shakes, he feels like his body is physically trying to stop him from saying these words, “a drunken mistake. It doesn’t- it won’t change anything, right?” he finally looks at Eddie, who’s staring at him with wide, sad eyes, and Buck has no time or energy to read into it right now. “It doesn’t have to be weird.” he sounds pleading, begging, just needing Eddie to say that they can get back to normal and pretend it never happened. 
“No, of course.” Eddie’s voice sounds hoarse, and he clears his throat, a faint smile on his face. “We were drunk, it was- it was nothing. Let’s just forget anything happened.” Eddie’s words sting. Buck was hoping for them, but they still hurt, and he immediately wants him to take it back, he wants to backtrack on what he said earlier, he wants to- he really needs to get a fucking grip and sort out his feelings.
no pressure tags (it's already sunday here so tagging y'all for seven sentence sunday): @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @spagheddiediaz @housewifebuck @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @honestlydarkprincess @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @weewootruck @loserdiaz @evanbegins @steadfastsaturnsrings @ladydorian05 @malewifediaz @pirrusstuff @theotherbuckley @911-on-abc @hoodie-buck @wildlife4life @fortheloveofbuddie @nmcggg @diazpatcher @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @thewolvesof1998 @lover-of-mine @jamespearce9-1-1 @giddyupbuck @spotsandsocks
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ofduskanddreams · 10 months
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pov: azriel has a motorcycle
A moodboard for and inspired by @separatist-apologist and mechanic!Azriel in her Gwynriel fic “The Way You Bend, The Way You Break”
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crossedwiress · 24 days
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and when i'm back in chicago, i feel it
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steddielations · 1 year
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Trouble Looks Good on You
It happens like a fever dream.
The first time Steve gives Eddie a swift smack on the ass, it’s obviously just an old jock habit that stuck with him. It wasn’t meant to have Eddie’s knees going weak, or turn his blood hot under his skin, or give him a brand in the shape of Steve Harrington’s hand, or— Nope, because Eddie’s not even into that.
But then, it happens again.
Or, Steve keeps accidentally awakening Eddie’s new kinks.
Read on Ao3
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emblazons · 4 days
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“If this is to work, we must appear madly in love.”
Phoenixflare Week || Day 3: Pretend Relationship / Fake Dating Joshua Rosfield & Dion Lesage + The Duke & I/Bridgerton AU
Joshua Rosfield—Duke of Rosaria—recently returned from his travels to proper Valisthean court intent on avoiding his mother's intentions to introduce him to every high-born match available, in hopes of finally marrying him off. Yet, during the first ball of the season, an encounter with his childhood friend Dion Lesage—the now cast-off Prince of Sanbreque—provides him with another option. If Prince Dion agrees to a fake courtship, Joshua can deter his mother from a parade of marriageable prospects being placed before him—while Dion (whose prospects were reduced to all but the lowest houses when his true-blood brother Oliver was born) might once again see his prospects and reputation soar. Despite being a match between two of Valisthea's strongest families, a romance between two high-ranking men of the realm is unprecedented—and too interesting for society not to watch with rapt interest. The plan works like a charm—at first. But amid the glittering, gossipy, cut-throat world of Valisthean elite, there is only one certainty: Love ignores every rule.
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entishramblings · 6 months
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Watcher of Wanderers [Legolas/F!Reader]
“When you are nothing but a breeze that passes through the travelers’ bending hair. When you are nothing but a tickle that brushes upon the vagabonds’ breaking skin. When you are nothing but a whisper that hisses upon the wanders’ deaf ear. When you are nothing but alone, you too are a voyager.”
all images found on Pinterest, I do not own them.
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andiwriteordie · 1 year
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a cruel summer (with you)
heard we were talking about summer love today! fun fun fun things coming soon hehe 👀
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louandhazaf · 9 months
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A Social Construct
7k words /// Explicit /// Louis/Harry
Five times Harry and Louis try to lose their virginity and one time they finally do.
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