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✦ Freshly ordained ✦
#a packless dog will happily accept his collar or something like that#own art#own characters#CanisAlbus#art#artists on tumblr#Machete#anthro#sighthound#dogs#canine#animals#maybe you might benefit from a little bit of context in this case#Machete becomes a priest at around 20 or so#he has trained all his life for this goal#he has worked himself to the bone and sacrificed so much#because he believes it would make him respectable and worthy and give his life a purpose and meaning#he gets his very first cassock from the tailor's and it immediately fits like a second skin#for the first time ever he feels like something he wears actually makes him look kind of nice#the hard part is over it'll be smooth sailing from here on out#there's a period in Vasco's and Machete's lives where they were apart for almost a decad#they met in their late teens when they were both studying in the same university in Venice#became friends and then lovers#but had to separate when Machete graduated and Vasco dropped out#Machete was ordained as intended and Vasco followed his father into politics#they meet again unexpectedly in their early 30's thanks to their similar jobs#Machete had became a cardinal secretary of state and Vasco was a Florentine diplomat#this takes place shortly after he had lost contact with Vasco and before he reconnects with him again
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Train trip
gn!Ghost x fem!reader || groping, heavy dub-con, edging, accidental exhibitionism (very light)
You were almost asleep, the train home took too long and you worked a double shift. You could barely keep your eyes open as you (finally) sat down. There were only two other people in the train, and you didn't mind them as you pushed your legs up on the seat in front of you and made yourself comfortable. You were thinking about taking a nap when you felt it.
At first, you thought it was just a weird contraction of your muscles, tired after all day working. You moved a bit and tried to fall asleep again. But then you felt it again.
A soft caress against the inside of your leg, it felt like a hand. You looked down, but there was nothing there. Your skirt rode up at the bottom, like something was pushing it up. You slapped it down again. The hair at the back of your neck standing up as a shiver ran down your back. You couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. Something was there. You looked at the other two passengers, but they were looking at their phones, nobody paying you attention. An awful feeling ran through you.
The profound dread that filled you made you anxious as you tried, and failed, to get up. There was some kind of force holding you down, your legs felt too heavy, extended on the seat in front of you. Your arms too tired to get them up. You started to panic, something primal inside of you wanting you to run, to scream. You couldn’t, as you opened your mouth to do just that, something fell over it. You couldn’t see anything, but you couldn’t move, couldn’t scream.
What the fuck.
Something, someone, was constricting your movements and covering your mouth. You always said you didn’t believe in ghosts, but in that second, all the times you said something about it passes through your mind. Your mind frantically trying to make you run, filled with panic. You tried to scream again, but the thing over your mouth just pushed harder, pressing lightly against your nose and making it hard for you to breathe. You tried to calm down, to take deep breaths. You almost succeeded calming your racing heart.
But you felt it again. A presence at your side, a hand running up and down inside your thigh, pushing your legs apart. You tried to push your knees together as hard as you could. It was no use, whatever force was there kept them open.
You tried to scream, to bite down, but they didn’t move. The hand kept going up and up, your skirt moving up as they got too close. You felt exposed, scared that somebody was going to look at you and see you there, quiet and with your skirt up your hips, your panties showing completely. You tried to move away again as ghostly fingers ran up and down the seam of your panties, you moaned involuntarily. Fuck. It was not the time to get aroused by ghostly hands. It was unnatural, it was wrong. You couldn’t be feeling aroused about it. You didn’t want to be touched. Did you?
You tried to get away again, but failed once more. Sitting still on the train, legs up, open and exposing your most vulnerable parts, panting. You didn't want to, you knew it wasn’t normal to feel like that, but your panties were getting damp, your pussy wet. The presence moved again, something else groping your tits, massaging them like they didn’t care about you, just wanted to feel you pant again. They succeeded. You moaned softly as whatever was there kept groping your boobs. You felt how they pinched your nipples through the fabric of your bra, the moan you let out swallowed by the hand covering your mouth. How many hand did they have? Were they even hands? You couldn’t see anything at all, but you could feel so much. Too much. Your pussy clenched over nothing.
The fingers kept playing with your pussy over your panties, not pressing, not doing more than a light caress. You wanted to scream for them to stop, maybe to keep going. You weren't sure anymore. You wanted them to move. Each second, growing a bit more nervous, a bit desperate. The mixed feeling inside of your brain weren’t nothing compared to the heat soaking your panties.
When the first finger moved your panties and pushed inside, your scream was muffled by a hand. Followed right after with what felt like two fingers getting shoved down your mouth. You gagged over them, but not a heartbeat later you were sucking on them, soaking them and trying to get them as far as you could. You thought you heard a laugh, but there was nothing there. With two fingers down your throat and two fingers up your pussy, you felt like a toy for their pleasure. That shouldn’t make you hot, shouldn’t make more juices run down your thighs. But it did. You felt so hot, so aroused.
They fucked your pussy like a piston as you stood there, unable to move and swallowing against their fingers, trying to muffle the dirty sounds you were making. You looked up at the other two passengers, they were still looking at their phone. Good. You didn’t want them to look. Did you? No, you didn’t. That thought didn’t make your pussy contract against the fingers inside you.
You felt on edge, you were so close but so far. They were hitting all the right places at once, just to move away the next second. They were flicking your clit and rolling it in the most perfect way to have to touch the edge, but never going over it. You wanted to scream. But instead of that, you doubled your efforts sucking the fingers inside your mouth. You were good, you were a good girl who deserved to cum. Weren’t you? You could deep-throat those fingers until the ghost (ghosts?) made you come.
But they kept the torture up. Getting you close and taking it away over and over. A tear fell from your right eye, traveling down your cheek. You tasted the salt of your tears next, flowing freely as you were exposed and played with, unable to fight back, unable to move, unable to come.
The whole trip kept going like that, they got you close just to take it away. Over and over until you were a crying mess, your tears mixing with the saliva running down your mouth as you sucked on their fingers. You were scared that somebody could see you like that, but too desperate to stop. It was fruitless. You were at the mercy of an unknown entity in the middle of a train. You felt dirty. You felt like a filthy girl. And that turned you on beyond belief.
They played with your pussy for what felt like hours, but you know it was only 30 min, the exact time between one stop and the next one. When the next stop was rolling close, they hit that damn place that made you see stars, the fingers inside of you milking the pleasure out of you as the train slowly reduced the speed. You came and came and came, a scream involuntarily leaving your mouth as the presence vanished completely. The fingers inside your pussy gone, the fingers inside your mouth, too. The scream alerted the two other passengers who looked up and rapidly looked down.
You didn’t want to know how you looked, probably a mess. They didn’t look up, but you could see how one of them tried to hide his erection. You tried to pull yourself together, your panties were completely ruined, your face was probably a messy mix of tears and saliva, your shirt as wet as the inside of your thighs. You left the wagon and the dude lifted his eyes, making eye content with you and smirking. The knowing grin on his face made your face flush, embarrassed beyond belief.
A ghost ravished you in a train… and you enjoyed it.
What a filthy, filthy girl.
#maybe i was a bit drunk writing this#shhhh#ghost x reader#ghost#monster#monster fucker#monster x human#monster imagine#teratophillia#monster boyfriend#monster x reader#gn monster#terato#monster lover
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Unable to conceive with your vampire!husband so he suggests you try with your werewolf best friend. He’s pretty insistent about it, and promises he won’t be jealous or anything…
As long as he gets to watch you take your best friend’s knot.
#I’ve written something similar#but maybe I want to expand on it…#monster fucker#monster lover#monster fudger#monster boyfriend#monster fic#chubby!reader#terato#chubby reader#teratophillia#terat0philliac#teraphilia#vampire x reader x werewolf#vampire imagine#vampire x human#vampire smut#vampire boyfriend#werewolf x reader#werewolf imagine#werewolf smut#monster fucking#monster x you#monster x reader#monster x human#monster imagine#exophelia#monster smut#x reader#female reader
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wings
#post-trimax vash.......#fuck!!!#something about vash holding onto a tiny little thing wolfwood carved with his own hands#and that being the last remaining piece of him#vash keeps on living but as the centuries go by he's starting to forget the little details about wolfwood#he still dreams of his voice. he buys the cigarettes he used to smoke just to feel his presence (maybe suffer in his absence)#but the wooden bird is losing its shape day by day. year by year#and when theres none of it left how will vash be sure of his past lover's existence?#ok rant done im killinj myslef#ilsa if u see this im staring into your soul rn while im plagiarising you#vashwood#vash the stampede#trigun maximum#trimax#my art#trigun fanart
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Her Astrophel and Sterling
hmmm
Hmmmmmmmm
You know what.
You know those AU's where the Batfam finds or learns about either hidden or thought to be dead Al Ghul Danny! with a deaged/daughter Dani (Ellie) (I should know, I created a few of those storylines) but what if, now hear me out, what if instead of them finding Danny first its Talia.
Do I want Talia discovering her thought to be dead son to be alive? Yes. Do I want her to find him while investigating Amity Park when the League gets reports of 'Lazarus creatures/water'? Yes.
DO I WANT HER TO KNOCK ON THE FENTON'S DOOR, fully ready to pretend/honey talk her way into the house to uncover what the Fenton's know, ONLY TO MEET A LITTLE ELLIE?!
YES.
Ellie whose eyes and hair look like a copy of her Beloved but she can see bits and pieces of herself as well. Talia knows the child in front of her was not fully her's though but everything makes sense when she hears a voice, a voice she hasn't heard in ages but as a mother just knows, speak out.
"Ellie! I thought I said do not answer the door my Sterling."
"But Daddy, yous was busy fighting the hotdoggys!"
Talia's eyes widen when she finally catches sight of familiar black hair and blue eyes.
and she could only lightly whisper a old nickname she hasn't dared uttered in ages, a name she secretly gave her son due to his love of the stars "Astrophel..."
#danny phantom#danny fenton#crossover#dp x dc#blue rambles#danny phantom dc#writing ideas#random idea#dpxdc#good mom Talia?#Good mom Talia. Yes#Astrophel means Star Lover btw#Sterling means Little Star or Excellent#Deaged Ellie#Deaged Dani#Danny either faked his death or got yeet from the Pits to Amity#does he remember? Idk leaving it open ended#if he does remember he chose not to return cause he knew he'd be punished#Talia comes to Amity after so many years because the League finally got reports of 'Lazarus' like creatures/waters being used/seen#Is she League leader now? Idk again leaving it open ended for anyone to play with#does she kept it a secret when talks to Danny about everything? I think so if he asks her not to say anything#Talia is happy to see her son again after so long. She isnt happy about how Ellie came into his life but is happy to have a granddaughter#she totally holds Ellie everytime she visits and promises to teach her how to make the world fall into her chubby little hands#Ellie loves her Granmama Talia cause she tells stories of all the places she's been#Eventually though I can see someone. Maybe Damian or Bruce. Needing to speak with Talia about something#and they track her down when she's on a visit to Danny and Ellie. And well the secret is out.#dani phantom#danielle phantom#Dani is Ellie
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THE HEART KILLERS (2024) I EP. 3 "I want you. Nothing more than that."
#the heart killers#the heart killers the series#thk#dunk natachai#joong archen#joongdunk#fadel x style#fadelstyle#kantbison#uservix#userfaiza#userrlaura#userrlana#userspicy#usermor#fyeahthaidramas#tuseryoo#thai bl#asiandramanet#something something about how gentle fadel used to be in the past#dancing with his lover while smiling and whispering something in their ear#and how right now he's mandhandling style#it's maybe something broke in him#and also maybe because he wants to keep his relationship with style as unpersonal as possible - it's just lust nothing more etc#but on the other hand im actually convinced that fadel does want style in this aggressive way - i mean the man is barely holding back#especially considering what we know fadel was doing at the end of the last episode#and the acting choices here are so good bc style clearly seems quite happy with himself that he has driven fadel to be this intense#mywork
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Who put these kids here?
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan sizhui#jin ling#jin chan#lan wangji#wei wuxian#ouyang zizhen#nameless red disciple#Congrats Jin Chan on your second and likely final appearance in this comic series.#Him turning into a yellow lump in the final panel is shorthand for 'I gave up. drawing is hard. Lump mode activated.'#Or - maybe they turned him around last minute to hide the evidence. It's up to reader interpretation!#I did skip a lot to get here but it is all in the effort of hitting key points and not dragging this season on.#Wen Ning lovers don't worry. He'll be back soon.#I do love how LZH turns to violence and joins in on kicking jin chan alongside the others.#Even more so when you remember they are all tied up the entire time.#Just...What a scene to walk in on as an outsider. And then to not fully comment on.#To be honest: That's kind of how it goes with teens. They know you know. You know they know you know. We won't unpack that.#It's been ages since we saw all the juniors together! They are as silly as ever B*)#I split this comic into two! So there are two comics left of the season!
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Begging swifties to understand that Taylor didn’t write reputation and Lover with the knowledge of how the relationship was going to end and that trying to “excavate” those albums for evidence to prove a specific theory as to why it ended is not how they should be viewed. Taylor wrote those songs feeling a very specific way because that’s what she was experiencing and she is now reflecting on them with hindsight and relates to them differently than when she first created them. These conflicting emotions can exist; how she views it now doesn’t diminish how she felt about it when she first released it.
#taylor swift#don’t know if I’m expressing myself as properly and as articulate as I’d like#but both of the emotions she’s feeling about the songs can coexist#like little lover can still be a love song that’s what it was for her for a while#but she can also look back and say ‘oh maybe this wasn’t the best’ but it doesn’t void what it was originally#like I keep seeing things like oh she wrote this lyric in lover about him not showing up and it’s like no that’s not right#like yes you can see her underlying anxieties and fears in those songs because she was open about them#it doesn’t mean she predicted how it would end#there was a point in time where she thought this man was the one and would write about feeling that way
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Meljay isn’t boring. Most people are just unwilling to discuss or engage with them in a meaningful way because of their own biases + inability to think of ship dynamics beyond their cookie cutter tropes
#hot take#fyi it’s fine if you don’t ship them#but can we please analyze them more then ‘mel is a evil harpy who is taking jayce away from viktor >:(‘#or ‘how did jayce pull her 😭🙏’#mel medarda#arcane#meljay#jayce talis#i can write a whole essay about the obsession with enemies/friends to lovers is ruining modern romance#maybe some day#anyway I got to get back to homework lol
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some couples will cheat and fight and turn love into the most excruciating thing in the world for all to see. and these two pure souls are giggling at each other for 24 minutes straight cause one doesn't like liquorice and the other hates soup
#maybe they're star-crossed lovers and soulmates#but their love is so simple and easy to see#loving each other must be the easiest thing in the world to them#dan and phil#dnp#phan#phil lester#amazingphil#daniel howell#danisnotonfire#danandphilgames#phandom
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Nightwing would be their love child or something
#fanart#doodles#netflix marvel#marvel fanart#marvel#matthew murdock fanart#netflix daredevil#daredevil#daredevil fanart#dc#dc fanart#dc batman#dc comics#dc universe#batman#batman fanart#cyberpunk batman#cyberbat#bruce wayne#bruce wayne fanart#dc bruce wayne#heroes of tomorrow#dan mora#henshin batman#frenemies to lovers#maybe#hornhead vs ears#idk “remember the time” was playing in my head while drawing these two
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"id let the world burn for you"
"I'd kill for you"
"id die for you"
"I'd sacrifice the world for you"
BORING!
Yawn snore snore. Honk shoo honk shoo.
I got twelve other guys ready to that for me. You already do that. You already destroy the world I would just happen to be there while you did.
The real question is.
Would you save the world for me?
Would you put aside your hatred for humanity and put my love for it Infront? Would you save the world because I love the world? Would you stop killing because I hate killing? Would you find a way to live because I want you alive?
Death and destruction are easy as hell. Do you know how fucking easy it is to kill someone? To blow up a building? Shure security is in the way but if it wasn't there it would be easy as hell.
You'd do the basics Shure. But would you do the hard thing and save the world because I asked you to?
Would you push aside your hatred of everyone but me because I asked you to nicely?
Would you?
#no idea what tf this is#came to me in a vision#hero x villain#hero x supervillain#villian x hero#villain x reader#villian x civilian#this is coming from a villian lover#i love a good villian#but this is just more fun#batjokes#i guess#devil's minion#clex#feysand#maybe idk#booktok#morally grey characters#jason x reader#i fucking guess#idk man i don't know who this is about#visions are weird like that#tw death#cw death#or like a mention of it#writing prompts#villian oc#villains#supervillain#lawlight
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i don't think i posted pirate au so. pirate au.
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#dungeons and daddies fanart#dndads fanart#dndads season 1#lark oak garcia#sparrow oak garcia#nick close#paeden bennetts#yeet bigly#killa demaul#henry oak#glenn close dndads#nick jr#theres a lot of lore to this one errrmmm#wrote it with nia hi nia if u see this#more of a nark au than anything#two diff crews#enemies to gay pirate lovers yk how it is#maybe will draw the rest of the crews eventually!!
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just cried like four times started hyperventilating and now im doing my hair. woohoo am i right or am i right
anyways demo woman
#did i post this drawing just for the sole purpose of complaining? maybe#im just procrastinating because i dont want to finish my project#i feel sick#mcr#drawing#my chemical romance#art#emo#mcr art#gerard way#mcr revenge era#demolition woman#demo lovers#demolition lovers#three cheers for sweet revenge#tcfsr
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hough save me gay yaoi
#coming out to my shadowvaniller lovers rn..............i actually also like purecacao it was the first ship i liked when i started playing#and i AM biased towards it no matter how much pv sobs over lily in the game this is MY pretend land#actually i have drawn stuff in my interpretation of pv and wls friendship#its definitely an energy of... doomed lovers never meant to be SNRRKS idk i just feel theyre both very aware of the missed chance they had#so much time has passed yet none at all and theyre ... the same but also so fundamentally different#maybe in another time another life#anyways i shouldnt talk abt this in the tags lmao#cookie run kingdom#crk fanart#fanart#shadow milk cookie#pure vanilla cookie#white lily cookie#dark cacao cookie#shadowvanilla#pureshadow#my drawbs
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Danny couldn't really explain why he always answered this specific summoning ritual. It was like a feeling. One of warmth. Of a mug of hot cocoa in your hands and a nice weighted blanket dropped around your shoulders as a fire blazed in the hearth in front of you, keeping the chill in the rest of the room at bay.
Danny always lost himself in the sensation and found himself back in that stupid circle of protection with that same wierd guy demanding answers. But Danny didn't know anything about a "Lazarus Pit" or a "Pit Madness" let alone a cure for it. Even if he did he wasn't going to tell Red Robin anything after all the times he'd used the marriage summoning spell to get him here.
Earlier on Red had explained it was the only spell known to thier universe that could summon an entity from "The Lazarus Dimension" Which he guessed was another name for the ghost zone and Phantom was the only one to ever be summoned.
Danny couldn't help but wonder why...
After escaping Bird boy and his supernatural pop quiz (oh look, another test for him to flunk) he returns home only to discover his parents had seen him get summoned and accused him of being a ghost that replaced thier baby boy.
Naturalally the next time Red Robin had summoned Phantom he was angry. He was tired and dirty from being on the run from his parents, his worlds US government, and Vlad. Not to mention his own rogues gallery didn't exactly cut him any slack.
So Danny decided that if Red Robin wanted to abuse the power of a marriage ritual than the very least he can do is put his money where his mouth is.
Danny grinned and exited the magic circle, taking delight in Reds widening eyes before he lunged. A kiss sealed the deal, making sure Danny had a safeish place to stay.
After all, married couples in the infinite realms were obligated and even compelled to protect and care for eachother.
#dpxdc#prompts#fanfiction prompts#danny phantom#danny fenton#tim drake#red robin#danny: I will explain nothing but this is all your fault#danny: *becomes Tims sort of house husband and cleans up after him/organizes his stuff*#danny: *starts getting lessons from Alfred*#tim: wait. maybe this wont be so bad...#marriage of convenience#marriage of spite#enemies to friends to lovers#drama#before the friendship#also angst#but its not like his friends and family are dead in this#this time.#danny is gonna be a little shot to tim for a bit before tim offers an olive branch
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