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¿¿¿¿¿HELP I DON’T DRAw THIS KINDA STUFF BUT I WAS LOOPING UNDISCLOSED DESIRES WHICH IS THE MOST DESTIEL SONG EVER WRITTEN AND THINGS JUST ESCALATED??????

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Obsessed, as always.

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Women can write m/m. Men can write f/f. Asexuals can write filthy smut. Lesbians and gay men can write m/f. It's all arbitrary anyway. Who give a shit.

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Hannibal (2013-2015) blooper reel

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BLOODBORNE

Some Hunter fan art to get things ready for the October season!

I’m a bit late to this party, but better late than never!

(Also I made this a a little while ago but slipped my mind to post it here!)

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I need more happy silly drunkstarion after getting absolutely sloshed on the blood of his beloved. How he unlatches his teeth with gasps and giggles and collapses onto his back with blood dripping down his lips and the tips of his ears newly flushed pink. How he prefers to feed from different spots sometimes and insists it tastes different depending on where he feeds from. How he cradles his beloved and strokes their cheek as he feeds. How he moans with bliss the moment their life essence touches his tongue. How feeding could easily turn into something more intimate; and now he finds himself biting into them as he finishes inside them. Sending shocks of pleasure and happiness to every part of him. How he gingerly licks and kisses the small puncture wounds he leaves behind. And how he tells his beloved as often as he can that this is a gift, and he is forever greatful for them.

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suspension

full on the priv twt as always

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--- "Angel Erogenous Zones" ---

The middle of an Angel's neck, where their Grace can be extracted from - wouldn't that be a vulnerable, sensitive spot?

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It hadn’t been Dean's intention to be kissing Cas against his bedroom door, but as soon as it had slammed shut behind them that’s where they’d ended up.

There had been a desperate mix of gripping and pulling to draw each other in – and then suddenly they were on each other. Dean had both his fists full of trench coat, while Cas's hands had started on his shirt collar and slid up to the back of his head.

Dean had a fuzzy, vague realisation (his blood had far more interesting places to go than his brain) that Cas could be completely immovable if he wanted to be, so the satisfying slam of his back against the door was something that he’d let happen.

God, wasn’t that something.

Dean groaned aloud at that thought and Cas made a high breathy sound in response, like being able to make the other feel good left them in a never ending feedback loop of pleasure.

Their angle changed slightly, their bodies one long tight line of heat, as Dean reluctantly pulled his lips away to desperately breathe some air before he passed out.

Cas tilted his head back, baring the column of his throat, as Dean tasted it with his lips and tongue, while he got his breathing back under control. But Cas flinched violently when his mouth touched the skin below his chin.

“Sorry,” Dean said, freezing immediately. Even he could hear how wrecked and rough he sounded. He pulled back and searched Cas’s face – was he making sure he was okay, or looking for signs of regret?

Dean couldn’t help it when he placed a gentle hand on Cas’s cheek and wiped a thumb gently under his eye. They were both shining brightly with an inner light that seemed to swirl through what Dean could see of his irises (though they were mostly dilated pupil). He wanted to feel smug at the effect he’d had, but concern at the flinch he’d definitely felt overrode everything else.

Cas shook his head slightly and let out a long, shaky breath. “No, I’m sorry, Dean. I didn’t think I would react like that.”

“I- uh- I mean, I get it man, this is uh- kinda new territory for us and-” Dean tensed and went to move away, but Cas held him close.

“No, please... Please don’t think it was a reaction to this. To us. There’s a scar,” Cas explained, voice even lower than usual, “from when my Grace was removed and I became human. It never healed.”

Dean felt his whole body relax again in relief and he pressed in closer, just barely resisting the urge to kiss Cas again, to catch sight of the thin white scar straight across his throat. The lowlight of the bedroom caught the edge of the raised line, making it stand out slightly, and Dean felt a deep pang of sympathy. The hand he’d left still resting on Cas’s cheek slid down to his neck and touched the very edge of it carefully.

“Does it hurt?”

“N-No,” Cas said, his breathing speeding up as his eyes slid closed. Blue light escaped from between his eyelashes.

Dean blinked in surprise. Wait...

“Sensitive,” Cas added, “sensitive place for ah-angels.”

Oh.

Dean had slid a finger over the scar gently while Cas had been talking and now he understood his reaction before.

“Sensitive, huh,” Dean repeated.

The moment that his mouth touched the scar he heard Cas gasp.

He paused, giving Cas the opportunity to tell him to stop, but instead a hand returned to the back of his head and fingers dug deep into his short hair. Dean smiled, knowing Cas would be able to feel it, and added a gentle mouthing of teeth. Cas made a noise in the back of his throat that shot a bolt of want down Dean’s spine.

He bit down harder.

A hand slammed over Dean’s eyes that shielded him from a blindingly bright blue light bursting out into the room.

Dean laughed, his chest full of warmth, as he crushed their bodies even closer together to hide his face in Cas’s shoulder.

“Oh, Angel,” Dean whispered, as a tingling electricity accompanied the light and seemed to slide over and under his skin. He had the strangest thought that it felt like silky feathers.

The light finally faded and Cas thumped his head back against the door.

“So, turns out, angel erogenous zones are a thing,” Dean said, his voice rumbling deeply with affection and warmth.

“I’ll teach you mine if you teach me yours,” Cas said breathlessly.

“I can work with that.”

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Slow mornings 😌

Full Nsft on Twitter

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For the Bloodweave mini bang on bloodweave haven discord

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2. IN VINO VERITAS

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Day 1 of Bloodweave Week: Hunger/Knifeplay astarion teases himself with something he can't even taste yet while sating his and gale's hungers for something else entirely

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Little fanart for Late Dawns and Early Sunsets by badmarilyn on AO3, an absolutely lovely modern bookshop AU.

This fic hits like a warm blanket and a hot beverage on a rainy autumn morning, it's so very sweet and cozy. Also it has a chubby Gale which automatically elevates it into the stratosphere for me LMAO it's so good please read it now 🙏

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sussur flower bondage

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