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[shysheeperz]

[startseeingstars]

Fireflies - Possum (Welcome to Willits)

CH12

TW - smut

Soon, I couldn’t take it any longer and reached down, freeing his cock from their fabric prison. As I began stroking, he shuddered in pleasure and moaned lightly.

I don’t know what came over me, but suddenly, an urge to take control crept in. I bit my lip, a little nervous to speak, but wanting to test the waters.

“How does that feel?” I whispered, leaning up to let my tongue gently caress his jaw line.

He nodded slightly. “So good,” he breathed and my mouth watered.

“Let me taste.” I spoke softly and he looked at me - a little surprised, but eager. He nodded again and laid back, bucking his hips as he pulled his pants down.

My stomach twisted in excitement at the sight of his bare cock, so hard… all for me.

Carefully, I wriggled further down his body between his legs, holding his gaze with soft eyes as I wrapped one hand around the thickness of him. With my other hand, I cupped his balls and began massaging as I stroked his length slowly. He let out a breathy sigh as I stuck out my tongue, licking over the head of his needy cock.

Sticky saltiness tickled my mouth as I tasted the precum leaking from the tip. Enjoying the taste, I eagerly took the full head in my mouth.

He groaned as I worked my mouth along his length, resting his head back as I took care of him.

I could have spent hours down there, devouring him. Seeing the pleasure I inflicted on him gave me an ego and I smirked when I came up for air, stroking him with a tighter grip.

With each greedy bob of my head on his cock, I took him deeper down my throat until I couldn’t any further. His eyebrows creased as he looked down at me, slack-jawed taking in the sight.

I held off as long as I could, relishing in the feeling of him filling my throat, but eventually had to come up for air. As I did, he laughed - not a silly, humourous laugh - but one of disbelief.

“You’re… wow.” He breathed heavily and I giggled. I could feel just how sore my throat would be after this, but I didn’t care.

“More?” His voice was barely above a whisper, but it sounded like he would have begged if I denied him.

Hungrily, I began spitting and slurping on his cock and his moans got louder, more frequent, echoing through the trees.

A hand reached for my head but he hesitated. I looked at him, briefly removing my hand from his cock so I could grab his and place it on my head - giving him permission.

Immediately, his fingers tangled through my hair and he forced my head down further. It took everything in me not to gag at the force, but my pussy was quivering, dripping at how ridiculously hot this man had gotten me.

“Sh-shit… I’m close.” He choked out, eyes squeezed shut.

I kept my pace steady, desperate to milk his cock dry and taste his sweet release.

“F- Fuuuuuck.” He held my head down again and bucked his hips wildly as he forced his hot, salty load down my throat.

I groaned, tears streaming down my face as I swallowed.

His legs shook as his body relaxed and he released the death grip he had on my hair.

He whined a little, chucking slightly as I removed my mouth and coughed. My throat felt raw but I felt incredibly pleased with myself and the reward he gave me.

Collapsing beside him, I tried to catch my breath. He turned to me, taking the sleeve of his shirt and wiping it over my cheeks, then my mouth to clean me up.

We laid there silently, only our heavy breathing filling the night air. His cock laid flaccid on his stomach, but it was still impressively big.

“I am gonna make you my famous Possum pancakes in the morning.” He stated matter of factly, bringing a grin to my lips.

“Possum pancakes?” I asked and he nodded.

“No possums will be harmed - I promise.”

“You’re telling me my head game is so good, you’re gonna make me a hot breakfast?” I giggled and he licked his slightly chapped lips.

“I could say something so cheesy right now.”

“Do it.” I dared him, grinning.

“You’re the only hot breakfast I’m hungry for.” He looked at me and I melted into a giggly mess. A calm fell over us after a minute and we stared at the stars.

This time together under the night sky was quickly becoming my favourite part of the day.

[thornsnfeathers]

alright please don’t be mad at me

[thornsnfeathers]

adding my two cents (and i could be totally wrong), but

TW: CLOVER'S DEATH

BUT WHAT'S UP MOTHERFUCKERS

[robiness]

ok so blake’s most likely going to get a yang death scare soon right?

she’d be screaming and freaking out and it’ll be delicious even if slightly painful because we as the audience would probably know or heavily suspect at that point that yang is actually alive and poor blake but also, damn how juicy, go get them gays and we’ll just be anticipating the moment blake catches up to what we know: that yang is safe and alive and within huggable a/o kissable distance; and you know what, that’s exactly what we needed from fair game in v7, there i said it, we needed that temporary misery for that one character but assurance for us that hey dw honey some gay shit is coming, but instead we got—

[thecraftyninjacat]

you did this to me.

[shadydirt]

Some more Undead Clover

[nemomo]

So that's where they were this volume 👀

Day 5 of Fair Game Week: Hurt/Comfort

Aka an AU where everything is the same except right before Tyrian stabs you know who, he (you know who) is replaced by an illusion, created by Emerald. Qrow's point of view is Chapter 12 POV, and Clover suffers :)

Close-up of Qrow because he's a bit blurry

:)

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

[madeofcc]

CHAPTER 12: WHY DID YOU DO THAT ?!

TW: Strong Language

Beginning / Previous / Next

[channelrat]

I Wanna Get Better (all chapters)

When Zach Stone’s lifelong goal to get famous is achieved, ten years later he’s still dealing with the consequences.

TW: hard drug use, explicit sexual content (lemon), depression, attempted suicide, death, brief mentions of alcohol and medication, drug overdose, cheating, fighting, lots of angst.

written by @heyitsphoenixx​ & myself

AO3 link

Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 / Ch4 / Ch5 / Ch6 / Ch7 / Ch8 / Ch9 / Ch10 / Ch11 / Ch12 / Ch13 / Ch14 / Ch15 / Ch16 / Ch17 / Ch18 / Epilogue

final post & goodies

[shysheeperz]

[thornsnfeathers]

(I already had started with this comparison in another post but in this one I’m trying to find the logic behind it)

In Uncovered (v6ch2), the episode where Ruby uses the Lamp, we get the flashback where Oz tells the kids what it does. And it’s also where we get this comment from Ren, after Nora’s intervention:

The Relic of Knowledge doesn’t do wishes; the Staff might, with a little work put into figuring out the loopholes in Ambrosius’ mention of rules that prevents him from bringing people back.

Because we have the body, all that’s needed is a bit of aura and considering how Clover always used his pin to channel his semblance...

Qrow might as well get his wish come true, once he gets his hands on Atlas’ Relic.

[afoolforatook]

A very tangentially related piece for FGW Day 4 - deities/ Haunted

(It's not at all haunting, it just afterlife/revival)

TW for mentions of v7 ch12 events. nongraphic but emotionally intense descriptions (in memories, takes place immediately after ch12).

This fic is a bit different for me, in the sense that there's a very good chance I'll decide to never finish it.

I'd told myself I'd never write a revival fic but... I'm actually really excited for the first half of this fic. I'm just a little... idk, revival is just a very delicate topic that I'm still very unsure about.

Apologies for the ridiculously long authors note at end (as in I nearly hit character limit). I know, huge shock; Farley is literally incapable of being concise.

[thecraftyninjacat]

Fair Game Weekend 2020 Day 1: Confessions

...ouch.

[shadydirt]

Don’t mind me just brainstorming reasons why James would have a dead man brought into a patient room..

[pollyaunt]

Break My Heart- chapter 11

Fandom: From Blood & Ash | ch12

TW: None yet.

Summary: What happens when the star quarterback of Atlantia High School grows an interest towards the shy, adorable but smart girl in his grade? Come and join Hawke and Poppy on this rollercoaster of emotions.

a/n: couldn't update due to the ice cream that i had. 🤧🤒

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Dad and mom were waiting for me in the living room when I returned home.

They both apologized for being so toxic and then assured me that they had cleared things out between them. They were regretting for there actions and more because I had to witness it and that they'll never act the way they did in the future.

I could only give them a tiny smile and a nod in return.

That night, I freshened up and lay on my bed when I received a text form Hawke.

Stalker: How are you feeling now Princess?

Me: A lot better. Thankyou for today :))

Stalker: I'm glad for being helpful.

I quickly went to my Instagram and added a story of Hawke's pic in which he had spilt his milkshake on himself with the caption 'Clumsy ass' and tagged him.

Not even ten minutes had passed and Hawke had reposted it on his story with emojis instead of a caption: 😳😳

I laughed out loud at his reaction.

Just as I was about go to sleep, Venotta messaged me.

V: Good to know you're having fun even when I'm upset with you. Full of selfishness.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement.

I thought for a moment what to say to her but in the end I decided to ignore her.

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The next day I was exchanging my books from my locker when someone cleared their throat behind me.

"Uh do I know you?"

Three girls were standing before me with face full of makeup and tight dresses with heels.

In my opinion it was a bit extra for coming to school but I was no one to judge. It was their choice.

They had narrowed there eyes towards me when the middle one spoke, "Listen here you, I know very well what type of girl you are. Stay away from Hawke. He's mine. We both have something special between us."

The fog instantly cleared from my mind.

Oh, so they were the mean queen bee type of girls.

Without giving me a chance to retort some reply, she continued, "Stop your innocent facade or else I'll make your life a living hell."

My eyebrows were up high when those three left. I shrugged and continued going for my first period without sparing a second thought to those barbies words.

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At lunch I sat alone which let me tell you, is extremely lonely and depressing.

But my little loner party ended soon when Hawke and his best friend, Keiran, came and sat across me on my table.

I raised an eyebrow at them but they continued to converse on whatever topic they were talking about.

I started scrolling in my phone when I heard bits of there argument.

"Dude, I'm telling you pineapple on pizza is the best creation in this world."

Hawke replied, "Pineapple on pizza is disgusting, man. It's like having fries with ice cream."

"Dude, fries with ice cream is bomb. But pineapple on pizza is on another level."

My shoulders shook with silent laughter at there argument on such random topic and I risked a glance at them.

Hawke was scowling at his best friend, "Remind me why am I friends with you again?"

Keiran glared at him then turned towards me.

"You tell who's right."

I was at loss for words first but then I cleared my throat and replied, "I hate pineapple on pizza."

Keiran's jaw dropped on the floor and Hawke went for a high five with me.

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we're reaching there....

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