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edandstede · 4 months ago
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imagine it. sherlock returns in 2026. the baby is gone. what baby? the baby never existed. all the conspirators are vindicated. sherlock and john fuck nasty and the skull with glowing eyes on the wall watches. mystrade is canon. there is never any mention of his sister again and we still don’t know if sherlock’s best friend was a boy or a dog and at this point everyone is too afraid to ask.
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scealaiscoite · 7 months ago
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.☽༊˚ prompts for helping bathe an injured loved one
¹⁾ sitting on the edge of the bathtub and letting them lay their head against your thigh as the fatigue starts taking hold
²⁾ “i know, i know it hurts but hold on for just a little longer and we’re done, yeah? think you can do that for me, pet?”
³⁾ helping them lean up so you can wash their back, and pretending not to notice them shaking in your arms
⁴⁾ “you needn’t be so gentle, y’know. if today wasn’t enough to break me, i doubt an ill-applied handful of shampoo will.”
⁵⁾ using your soapstuffs because the familiar scent will, hopefully, help calm them
⁶⁾ “i can’t believe it took a night like that for you to let me help you with something.”
⁷⁾ having never seen them in a state of undress before and so, trying admirably hard to avoid looking directly at them in such a vulnerable state
⁸⁾ “so mr/mrs surly and serious likes having their hair washed for them, hm? don’t worry, i’ll keep your secret.”
⁹⁾ climbing into the bath/shower with them, more for the physical comfort than practicality
¹⁰⁾ “i wish the first time you saw me like this could’ve been under better circumstances.”
¹¹⁾ stripping down to the same level of undress as them in an effort to try and make them feel more comfortable
¹²⁾ “can we- can we just stay here, like this, for a minute? please?”
¹³⁾ using as gentle a touch as possible to clean them off and feeling your heart break each time they still suppress a pained whimper
¹⁴⁾ “it’s just me now. you don’t have to be brave anymore.”
¹⁵⁾ trying to towel them dry but ending up just cradling them to your chest with the towel pressed aimlessly between you
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mischievous-thunder · 4 months ago
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Wade: I have an idea for an Unsolved Mysteries episode.
Logan: And what is that?
Wade: They need to dedicate an episode to investigate how I get blamed every single day for everything that goes wrong in this household even when I'm gone for two days.
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thatonecrazysidekick · 2 months ago
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@sunfloweraro I'm sorry it took so long to respond to you on this post, but I needed to draw this before any further action could be taken.
Yippee, Ravio will get comfort!! My sanity is safe (for now). Hilda and Zelda appearances would be cool, and a Sheerow POV would be quite interesting indeed!! I wonder what that bird is thinking behind those blank little eyes...
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rat-prophetess · 5 months ago
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Pathologic Classic HD + reductress headlines that I made on my phone during smoke breaks
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I have several problems and I am addressing none of them
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mythicalmage · 5 months ago
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All this time, Rayla was reading smutty self-insert fix-it Conrad/Esmerelda RPF (and thinking about Callum).
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yasmindifference · 3 months ago
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trick or treat! 🎃🎃
(i tried the generator and got this wonderful prompt if you wanna give it a shot)
Have one of your characters give the other a tension-filled, flirty palm reading. Bonus points if their reading is total bullshit they're making up on the spot as an excuse to touch the other.
happy halloween!!! 🦇🦇🦇🎃👻🎃🦇🦇🦇 unfortunately, the muse doesn't feel like writing anything substantial at the moment, so how about a sneak peek instead? i've been poking at this fic for a while...originally it was for the animal transformation prompt during last year's(?) jaytim week, but it didn't work out. featuring robin!jason as the unfortunate victim of animal transformation, and tim as the good-hearted bat-stalker who takes a lost little kitten home:
Jason is contemplating how many months it’ll take him to walk all the way to Bristol, trying not to cry, when a sudden metallic SCREECH nearly scares him out of his skin.
Fun fact: the adorable bristling thing startled cats do? Not as fun from this side of it.
It takes him several heart-stopping minutes to identify the ongoing rattling sound as a fire escape, and then…well, then he just feels silly, because it turns out the source of his terror is a little boy climbing down said fire escape.
Wait.
Embarrassment fading in favor of concern, Jason creeps closer, watching the kid descend. It’s gotta be like four in the morning by now. Where is he going?
Looking at the kid’s backpack, his first thought is he’s running away. But then the kid hits the ground and, once he’s close enough for Jason to read his expression, he doesn’t look scared or upset or whatever. Actually, he doesn’t really look like anything at all, except maybe tired.
He’s moving like this is some regular errand. Just sneaking out at four a.m. at age baby.
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flickeringquip · 10 days ago
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Convince the Fighter abstinence is bad for his health. There may be consequences(?) <<
A text continuation of this post, feat. @thedolmainblog's Blythe (shamelessly self-indulgent smut below the cut)
Your lips meet Blythe's a bit more forcefully than you intended, but you don't let that slow you down. You take advantage of his gasp to swipe your tongue against his own, hoping to entice him into responding.
Your knuckles turn white as your grip tightens on his shirt; you don't have a back-up plan to speak of, and frankly you're not sure you'd ever be able to look him in the eyes again if he shoves you away—
(1) And then he does move, but it's certainly not away.
In what feels like barely a few blinks, you find your positions almost completely reversed. You hear wood crack as it's kicked out of the way and internally thank your trusty crate for its service—
A firm thigh pushes between your own as warm hands slide over your ass with a squeeze, and then you get a taste of your own medicine as it's your gasp that's taken advantage of, this time.
(1) You don't know what you were expecting, but it wasn't quite this.
This being how you're pinned firmly to the concrete wall behind you, weight supported by the leg slotted between your own and the hands on your ass as every shift and squirm finds you inadvertently grinding down against Blythe's thigh — and making the most dreadfully embarrassing little noises that are only mostly muffled by the Fighter's own lips against your own.
Already you can feel the desire pulsing in your middle, can feel the heat building between your thighs with each of your little shifts and squirms, each squeeze of Blythe's hands as he kisses you like a man possessed.
(1) It's only when you break the kiss, feeling like you can't quite get enough air, that his attention shifts.
Those same lips trail down to your throat as his hands slide up to take a firmer hold of your hips — and this time there's nothing to muffle the moan that startles out of you when he sucks a bruising mark over your pulse and grinds you down harder against his thighs.
His echoing groan rumbles through you like a physical touch, tension winding hot and fast in your middle as Blythe guides your hips into a rolling rhythm against his leg — and fuck if the easy way he moves you doesn't make you burn all the hotter.
You lose a bit of time, then, losing yourself in the all-consuming onslaught of his affections. It's dizzying, overwhelming, and leaves you utterly unable to focus on anything other than him—
(1) Which leaves you caught entirely off-guard when you suddenly find yourself only scant seconds away from cumming.
"Blythe—" Your fingers fist tighter into his shirt, the only part of your positions that has remained the same, a shivery note to your voice you're unfamiliar with as your thighs squeeze around his own, not even aware of the faint quiver working its way down your spine, "W-wait a sec, I, I'm—"
Blythe, who most certainly did notice your little tremble, the way your breath begins to catch in your throat, the heat he can feel through both of your trousers—
"Cum," The order is as demanding as it is desperate, all but growled into your ear as he presses even closer, tilting your hips until the next roll of them has you loosing a stuttered cry, every inch of you going taut as a bowstring in his grasp, "Aster, cum."
(1) And really, what can you do but listen?
Pleasure crashes through you like a tidal wave, and you're only dimly aware of the lips slanting over yours to muffle noises you hadn't even realized you could make. Your body moves of its own volition, hips rocking jerkily against Blythe's thigh as you ride out your orgasm with mindless intent until you're finally spent.
You collapse against the Fighter's chest like a puppet with her strings cut, trembling all over as you try and catch your breath in the wake of such unexpected intensity. Just above you, Blythe makes a noise that nearly sounds pained, and it's jarring enough to have you lifting your cheek from his collar to peer up at him in somewhat bleary concern—
And then you're being moved again, faintly trembling hands no less strong as they hoist your legs up around his waist. You can't help but fidget, and Blythe responds by taking another half-step closer, leaving you pinned flush between him and the wall — and entirely unable to miss the firm bulge that grinds into your still-sensitive sex, hot enough to make you whine even through the layers of cloth between the two of you.
(1) "Again."
Time blurs again. You try to cling to your composure, but it's a battle you lose laughably quick when every rock of Blythe's hips sends frissons of heat shocking through you. The high-pitched little noises - nearly mewls - have you flushing bright enough to rival your hair, but it's blessedly easy to ignore, because—
Blythe seems fixated on wringing another orgasm from you just like this, grinding into you with laser-focused intensity, adapting real time to what pulls the best noises from you. Normally you'd feel a little bad at your lack of participation, but honestly it's all you can do to hang on for the ride, what with how determined the Fighter is on driving pesky little things like thoughts out of your head.
(1) Your next orgasm leaves you twice as breathless and shaky as the last, and you only just catch the muttering coming from above you.
"Not here, not here," Blythe all but chants the words, and the fingers flexing against your hips are your only warning before you find yourself plucked away from the wall, arms slipping instinctively around his neck as Blythe walks with a single-minded focus to. . . Somewhere? You get your answer when you find yourself set gently down upon a leather seat. It's Blythe's motorcycle; you've seen him on it a handful of times, but you've never been on one before. He hands you a helmet, waiting a little impatiently for you to put it on, and you're in enough of a daze from your unexpected - and successive - climaxes that you do so without even really thinking about it. He tightens it for you before getting on himself, reaching back to pull your arms around his waist, guiding you grab your opposite wrists before looking over his shoulder with a look caught somewhere between stern and feverish. "Hang on tight." (1) Why did no one tell you motorcycles vibrated so much?
End of Pt. 1(?)
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suzukiblu · 4 months ago
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a quickie lil' Saturday night kink meme! ✨️🍑✨️
( for reasons that totally don't have annnnnything to do with me being extremely ADHD and/or susceptible to anons randomly asking me about fun writing meme options when I was already halfway debating doing a writing meme this weekend. definitely not. )
Send me an ask with a kink and a DC character and/or pairing included, and I will write you a lil' bit of related kink and/or porn in return! Also open to just getting sent a kink if you want surprised, and I'll do dealer's choice for the character or pairing.
Also-also, not a mandatory thing, but bonus points for:
a) rarepairs,
b) KON rarepairs,
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c) giving me a reason why you think the kink vibes with the character/pairing.
Multiple requests are fine; just please send 'em in separate asks, it makes it way easier for me to answer them.
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writtenbygracewilliams · 9 months ago
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Me: wrote this two days ago
Also me: is surprised by my characters actions and motives
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write-it-motherfuckers · 1 year ago
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what if we replace fuck marry kill with hug adopt slap for underage characters. better version
How about hug, adopt, therapy? H.A.T for short
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raayllum · 1 year ago
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me asking myself if callum would torture someone for information if rayla or ezran's lives were on the line
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savebylou · 26 days ago
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omg I just found some old bread I forgot about in my room, fully in mould, smelling awful and fucking warm, it was that bad and the first thought I had after jesus fucking christ and gotta clean this shit up was lol gotta look out for any anti thoughts now, I was breathing mould after all
💀🤣 anon this make me laugh thank you. Sorry to hear that you will have to deal with the mold. We all have mold infestation in our minds lol, so don't feel alone.
Thank you for sending this I never get this type of ask, I hope you have a lovely day/afternoon/ night.
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saphstories · 8 months ago
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@maddiebwrites 😗🎵🎵 😁😁😁👀👀👀👀
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lainalit · 7 months ago
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SJM writing Acotar 6
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can-of-slorgs · 10 months ago
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Final surprise boop attack for @yowassupitsred!!
Faeran would 100% be really obnoxious about Calamari, and would intentionally make others appreciate her boopings haha.
(Secret second boop attack to @starbiology in revenge to the april fools war because even though i didn't know if you had any characters, I think of her as your character by this point and I found this scenario hilarious in my mind)
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