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elizakai · 1 year ago
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The lovelies
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never-enough-novels · 8 months ago
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If the grandest game is supposed to take place after 2 yrs of the brothers hawthorne, imagine how many calls grayson and lyra must've had🤭🤭
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latedawnsearlysunset · 30 days ago
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justartyall · 8 months ago
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sokeefe sokeefe sokeefe sokeefe s
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cinecuts1 · 5 days ago
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the way he looks at her 😞💜
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theblenderstolemyballs · 6 months ago
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Just wanted to share this scene (accompanied by a beautiful piece of artwork) from a Merthur fic I just finished
SLIGHT SPOILERS (but also not really)
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crys-sp · 10 months ago
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aniwahstan · 1 year ago
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Writing Wolfstar as the main ship after writing only Jegulus for a longtime is so FREEING bc the dynamic is so different and it feels damn good.
Anyways
Snippet from this dark academia / magical realism AU
(Smut below the cut)
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As if reading his mind, Sirius pulls Remus’ hand, wrenching his body in closer to him.
“I want you,” he finally resolves, meeting Remus’ eyes with an intensity of a storm breaking through the sky.
Remus starts to shake his head, fear and guilt sweeping in like a strong wind pulling leaves from dying trees. He stands, breaking their connection of hands. He rubs at the back of his neck, moving across the kitchen. He can hear Sirius pull a deep breath, thinking he’s going to be left suffering. Left reeling.
Remus stands at the barrier between the kitchen and the thin hall that leads deeper into his flat. He turns and leans in its doorway as Sirius waits by the kitchen island, his head hung before Remus’ voice snaps his attention up.
“Come on,” he says before turning down the hall, not giving himself or Sirius a chance to say more.
He waits just inside of his bedroom wall, arms crossed, the door still ajar as Sirius walks through. Sirius takes in the room with wide eyes. The large oil painting hung over a four-post wooden bed covered in cream-colored egyptian cotton. The centuries-old art strewn about. The eighteenth century trunk at the foot of the bed.
Sirius looks over at Remus and swallows.
“Get on the bed,” Remus says softly, but with a command that he knows Sirius will follow.
And he does. Like a perfect, obedient angel, he walks over and sits at the edge of the mattress. He places his hands in his lap, unknowingly offering his body in a way Remus rarely allows himself to want. Someone willing, eager, and compliant.
Remus moves toward Sirius, standing before him and towering over him as he sits quietly below him. He strokes his thumb up his cheek, his hand moving to his black hair. He pulls at the tie holding that perfect silky mess up and takes it out, letting his tangled waves fall. Sirius licks his lips in anticipation, and even that tiny act of want gives Remus quiet permission to continue.
He drops to his knees, tucking himself between Sirius’ legs. With both hands on Sirius’ thighs, he says the one thing he needs to say before they go any further.
“You tell me to stop, at any point, and it stops.”
A wry smirk makes its way to Sirius’ lips and Remus rises enough to kiss it away before gripping his jaw and forcing Sirus to look at him.
“Say you understand.”
The smirk turns to pressed lips, Sirius’ eyes’ narrowing. “I understand.”
Remus nods once and moves for Sirius’ belt, undoing everything and pulling his trousers and briefs down together so he can kick them off to the floor below. He places a soft kiss on Sirius thigh, a gentle hello. Even the brief contact of Remus mouth pulls a small sound from Sirius above him. The responsiveness lights Remus up from within, a long lost desire ripping to the surface so fast he has to actively work to keep it contained.
When he takes Sirius into his mouth, he revels in feeling the twitch and the hardness start to form against his tongue. Fingers immediately find his hair, gently pulling as he starts to undo the man in front of him.
“Fucking hell,” Sirius breathes out from above.
Remus risks one look up at Sirius through his eyelashes. Sirius’ mouth is parted, his eyes fixed between his legs. The absolute yearning Sirius is displaying in his tense stomach and rolling hips drives Remus to the brink of oblivion.
He’s so goddamn beautiful, and wanting. And Remus gives him every weapon in his arsenal. His mouth works Sirius over, soft and fast and warm. It only lasts a few minutes before the gentle tugging in his hair turns to a true, forceful pull. Remus is hauled from the floor. He stands as Sirius moves to undo his trousers, fingers slipping into the hem on his briefs and yanking them down as he stands on display and steps out of his clothing, kicking them away so fast they land on top of the trunk at the foot of the bed.
A sweet chuckle escapes from Sirius as he places his own teasing kiss on Remus’ hip bone. Sirius returns the favor, his height perfect to take Remus at an angle that has him hitting the back of Sirius throat with ease. Sirius gives almost better than he gets, if that’s even possible. He’s a force of nature, his nails digging into skin and his moans vibrating through Remus’ body.
The last hold Remus had on making this slow and careful slips away, the hum and buzz of their bodies melting into each other and creating a field of energy that has Remus pushing Sirius’ chest so his back is flat on the bed.
He crawls on, pulling Sirius’ jumper off his body and taking his own off with one knee on each side of Sirius’ waist. He tosses them on the other side of the bed, keeping Sirius pinned below him.
There’s a moment of hesitation, of shyness, as Sirius stares at the scar that runs from Remus’ chest to his navel. It’s brushed aside when Sirius sits up and runs his tongue along its route, his hands gripping into the dips of Remus’ hips as he travels down as far as he can from the odd angle. It’s unusual for Remus to feel revered like this. On the rare occasion he allows someone into his bed, he prefers to do the worshiping of his partner. Making sure every nook and corner of their body isn’t left untouched. Sirius Black seems to match him in this way, wanting to explore and discover and praise.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” Sirius says as he pulls his mouth from Remus’ chest. It’s too much to respond to, so Remus topples over onto Sirius, pressing his weight into him and feeling their bodies slot into an easy connection. He can feel every inch of him below him, the friction starting to create blindspots in his vision. How long has it been since he’s done this?
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sugar-cube-person · 2 years ago
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I just moved houses and I have decided to dedicate this wall to Oswald and Ed bc why not lol. Any suggestions?
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agendersebastian · 1 year ago
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holy fuvk ...
its...
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ITS MY WIFEY!!!
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pierogipete · 6 months ago
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[kicks down your door] hello I would like you to know I'm INCREDIBLY obsessed with KimPorsche, and I just binge-read all of in another life in like 3 days. (would have made it in 1 but! Exams!!) Anyway. Friend???
yes please!!! i am so consumed with kimporsche ahhh im so happy :D yes lets be friends 🥰🥰 i hope exams went well ❤️
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honeyxmonkey · 1 year ago
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"In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you're whispering 'where have you been?' I say, 'I've been lost but I'm here now. You're the only person who has ever been able to find me'."
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someofusarequeer · 5 days ago
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UN BE LIEVABLE
more people need to watch rivals on hulu because rupert and taggie’s chemistry is unbelievable
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triona-tribblescore · 10 months ago
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I just wanna draw them being all soft n stuff okay? :'( <333
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pinacoladamatata · 4 months ago
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blink and you'll miss it moments around skyhold....
#solavellan#solas#gotta put out some tender stuff to balance the chaos target team leader solas has caused.#look i just need to go feral in the tags for a moment#okay the fucking. what's he call himself? the great adversary of her people's mythology....falls in love w a woman being forced into a role#not unlike his own#i t makes me c r a z y#like at one point he's all ooooh we're elves need to make sure the humans trust us to ensure safety. gives them a castle......#then he's all ''ooh you cant change the way your legend is getting out of hand. might as well accept it''#but he disapproves if you lean into it/call yourself the herald.#he approves of you fighting against the status quo. encourages sera to sow chaos and has a VERY interesting convo w her about power#''what lop of the top?'' ''yes.'' ''well what's that do except make room for a new top to come and fuck it all up?''#at which point he fuckin STUTTERS and is like. oh fuck. you're right. my bad. and then he shuts up in quiet contemplation#he's clearly wrestling w himself. and Ohmygod the felassanstuff.#like the Guilt. the Regret.#haunting that fucking rotunda.#and yet he's so in love w lavellan if they go that route.#like clearly some stuff was missing/fumbled in game. but like#how he fuckin screams for the inquisitor at the well?????!?! OK BOI?!#im just. the dread wolf. great adversary of the dalish pantheon.#turns out to be some somber grim guy with a fatalistic sense of humor who hates tea and greatly values free will#pina art
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lizardpersonyknow · 8 months ago
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It's so incredibly funny to me that somehow some people think Tim is a boring straightlace and Jason is deranged and unhinged
Like Jason at his worst is a murderous crime lord who also has a moral conscience, protects children and sex workers, works to make the worst parts of Gotham safer and wants to know that his dad cares
Tim at his worst on the other hand.... Rampant murder with NO morals, becomes Batman and uses the gun that killed Bruce's parents, dictator, takes over like half of America, goes back in time like a couple times to tell his younger self that this is their inevitable end just to fuck with HIMSELF
Jason at his best is the happy robin, loves school, cares for sex workers becomes a crime lord to help make sure the people who are addicted aren't being given toxic shit
Tim at his best is entirely unhinged, stalking Batman and Robin through the streets, blackmailing Batman, all the young justice shenanigans, creating a fake uncle to avoid adoption, beefing with a like 9 year old (deserved imo 9 year olds are MEAN), lies to everyone including batman and take pride in it
Like besties one is exponentially more of a black sheep and it isn't the drug lord, it's the heroic sidekick of batman
Yes Jason is still out on the streets wildin and feral but I don't think people give enough credit to how normal he is for his background
Yes Tim is CEO but he's also been 17 for years and probably has taken cocaine to see what it felt like
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