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I remember why I kinda lost interest on tumblr. So, I’m likely not going to be very active on this account anymore. Like, At All. Maybe I’ll check in every now and then, but for right now, It’s just not doing anything for me.
If you’d like to keep in touch still, though, my discord is Beep#2466
Add me, and we can chat there. Sorry!!
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Gonna tell y’all what I can hear now that I got my hearing aids
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a beaded curtain, but instead of beads they’re worms on strings
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m/m nsfw gif starters
Send me a number and a ship and I’ll write up a starter based on the gif. Bonus points for not peeking! (Or you can peek, it’s cool) None of these gifs were made by me and were collected from gif hunts and rph sites.
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This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.
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The man sighed, wrapping his arms back around Able’s waist, dropping his head down onto his shoulder as he squeezed gently.
“Honestly... you’re way too nice to me.” He turns his head to press a few kisses against the male’s throat. “Tell me how I can make it up to you. I’ll do anything.” His hand slides along the other’s spine, pressing him a little closer. “I missed you..”
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Pulling back, Hamish brings his hands up to cup the other’s face, leaning in to kiss him sweetly on the lips. When he pulls back slowly, he presses his forehead to the other’s.
“Please, be mad at me. What I did wasn’t right, and I know it. Hit me, yell at me, do something.”
The kiss was returned, and he kept still, holding the other close, gods he’d missed this a LOT… “…Heh it wasn’t but you came back, I’m not hitting you, or yelling at you, gonna have to just deal with that ~”
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It’s Sinday! Send dirty anons for my muses to answer to!
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“Oh, you are hardly drinking buddy material.” Pitch rolled his eyes as he poured some of the drink into Jack’s outstretched glass, soon doing the same to his own before corking the bottle and setting it aside, taking his own drink. He gently sniffs it.
“This is a very old wine. I’ve got quite the collection from over the years. Pricey, but the perks of living in the shadows is that no one suspects a thing when they go missing.” He smirked a small bit toward Jack, before sipping the alcohol. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste as he swallows.
“It’s been a long, long time since I’ve had some wine.”
"You are the most infuriating person that I've ever had in my hair, and I swear most times you're doing it on purpose." - Kozmotis Pitchiner/Pitch Black. (Heyheyhey)
“well what can I say? I do enjoy making you furious by spending tremendous time in your hair”
(well hello there)
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Jack turned his head as Peter went to write down a number and address, agreeing to the therapy. He stepped over, before he felt his stomach drop as the ring was pulled off of her finger and set down on the coffee table. He felt like his heart had just been ripped out, and he felt tears welling up in his eyes and starting to fall.
“P-Peter… Wait—“ He chokes, moving to set Ellie down on the bed carefully, before hurrying to take the woman’s hand, stopping her. “Don’t do this, please. I’ve never loved someone more than I love you and Ell, and I’ve never wanted someone so amazing.” He drops to his knees, pressing his forehead against her knuckles as he grips.
“Please don’t leave me.. I hate being alone, and I can’t do this without you. I’ll do anything, anything. Just… please don’t do this.” He chokes, shoulders shaking. If Peter was leaving him, he doesn’t think he could handle being alone. He doesn’t even know if he’d be able to continue on with his life without Peter there to help and support him.
“Please…”
"Peter, babe, can you help me put these groceries away----" Silence. "Who the fuck are you?" - Jack in response to the m!a lmaoo
Peter- Or now Petra, was currently wearing Jack’s biggest hoodie. It looked so big on her, almost like a dress, and she was currently try to tie her hair as her boyfriend walked in.
She jumped a bit to Jack’s question and smirked.
“Heyyy snowflake,” she said, bouncing over to Jack and pecking his cheek. “I woke up like this! I have long hair, and boobs!” she chuckled taking the groceries from Jack. Luckily, she was still as strong as she was when she was a boy.
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Jack carefully took the toddler, holding her with one arm as he watched the woman, feeling his stomach drop. He fucked up. Big time. He knows. And he knows it was going to take a while before he could make it up to Peter.
“Hey.” He reached to grab Peter’s hand, squeezing gently. “I really am sorry. I’ll… I’ll go to therapy, I’ll do whatever I can so something like this never happens again.” He promised, tipping his head so he can look at her sunglasses.
“Please look at me. You did nothing wrong. I love you, I really do, but it’s just way too hard right now. You have to understand that what I went through was really traumatic..” He sighs softly, releasing the other’s hand. “I’m sorry. I’ll… I’ll leave you be.” He looks to Ellie, smiling weakly as the girl grabs his nose and giggles a bit.
"Peter, babe, can you help me put these groceries away----" Silence. "Who the fuck are you?" - Jack in response to the m!a lmaoo
Peter- Or now Petra, was currently wearing Jack’s biggest hoodie. It looked so big on her, almost like a dress, and she was currently try to tie her hair as her boyfriend walked in.
She jumped a bit to Jack’s question and smirked.
“Heyyy snowflake,” she said, bouncing over to Jack and pecking his cheek. “I woke up like this! I have long hair, and boobs!” she chuckled taking the groceries from Jack. Luckily, she was still as strong as she was when she was a boy.
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When he heard the knocking, he made his way to the door and opened it. He sees her, and he’s at least a little glad that she tried to hide her face. He looked to Ellie, and soon stepped aside so that they could come in.
“I’m.. really sorry for this.” He brings his hand up to gently pet Ellie’s hair back. “It’s just... too painful. I promise to make it up to you, okay?” He looks to Peter.
"Peter, babe, can you help me put these groceries away----" Silence. "Who the fuck are you?" - Jack in response to the m!a lmaoo
Peter- Or now Petra, was currently wearing Jack’s biggest hoodie. It looked so big on her, almost like a dress, and she was currently try to tie her hair as her boyfriend walked in.
She jumped a bit to Jack’s question and smirked.
“Heyyy snowflake,” she said, bouncing over to Jack and pecking his cheek. “I woke up like this! I have long hair, and boobs!” she chuckled taking the groceries from Jack. Luckily, she was still as strong as she was when she was a boy.
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The girl hummed softly, turning her head to press small kisses against her fiancée's neck, her hand reaching down between the girl’s legs so that her thick fingers can slowly rub along Talnah’s slit. Fingers sliding up, circling her clit as she hums softly.
“Just relax against me, sweetie, okay?” She murmurs softly.
Dahlia giggles softly and follows after the girl, and once they were in the bathroom, she shuts the door behind them and starts to undress, cheeks burning. While they’ve been naked in front of one another plenty of times, she’s always so nervous.
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[Alright. I love you, Petey.]
He sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. This was difficult, he didn’t want to hurt Peter. So, downing his drink, he pays his tab and makes his way to the nearest motel to pay for a room for a couple days. He’s out a bit of money, but at this point, he needed to make sure he didn’t upset Peter any more than he has now.
[I’m at a motel. I’ll send the address and room number so you two can come meet me.]
And he does just that.
"Peter, babe, can you help me put these groceries away----" Silence. "Who the fuck are you?" - Jack in response to the m!a lmaoo
Peter- Or now Petra, was currently wearing Jack’s biggest hoodie. It looked so big on her, almost like a dress, and she was currently try to tie her hair as her boyfriend walked in.
She jumped a bit to Jack’s question and smirked.
“Heyyy snowflake,” she said, bouncing over to Jack and pecking his cheek. “I woke up like this! I have long hair, and boobs!” she chuckled taking the groceries from Jack. Luckily, she was still as strong as she was when she was a boy.
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“Alcohol doesn’t effect me like it once did.” Pitch appears behind Jack in an instant. “However I don’t mind having wine once in a while.” A shadowy tendril raises, and it’s holding a bottle of wine. He takes the bottle, and two wine glasses are soon brought out as well.
“Here.” One is offered to the male as Pitch works the bottle open. “Hold out your glass.”
"You are the most infuriating person that I've ever had in my hair, and I swear most times you're doing it on purpose." - Kozmotis Pitchiner/Pitch Black. (Heyheyhey)
“well what can I say? I do enjoy making you furious by spending tremendous time in your hair”
(well hello there)
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“Oh, you can’t just leave.” Jack frowned a small bit, bringing his other hand up to touch gently over one of her horns. “It’s far too dangerous right now.. Companies like Maliwan or Dahl won’t hesitate to kill you if they have reason to believe you’re some kind of enemy. And trust me, kitten, they’ll believe anything.” He brings his hand to tip her head up with her chin.
“Just stay with me until it’s safe for you to travel through space, alright?” He brushes his thumb over her lip with a small smirk. “You aren’t gonna fall asleep, are ya?” He teased gently. “We still have food on the way.”
Little Pet
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Smut Starters & Symbols
TW: explicit sexual content, some slight humiliation. Feel free to change wording, pronouns, genitalia, etc, to better fit your muse.
Send one of the following SENTENCES for my muse’s reaction:
“You’re so pretty like this.” “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” “Do you want me to take you like this?” “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Slow down, slow down.” “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.” “I want to suck you off.” “I want to eat you out.” “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” “Please, please, touch me.” “I want to bury my face between your thighs.” “I want to touch you all night.” “Please. Please, I’ll beg, I’ll do anything you want.” “You can beg better than that, I think.” “Harder, harder–” “Fuck me until I can’t think.” “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.” “Would you let me take you here? Where anyone might see?” “I don’t usually do this - but for you, anything.” “You have such beautiful thighs.” “Be patient, I’m not going to fuck you dry, no matter how much you beg.” “Beg me for it.” “You were made for this, weren’t you?” “I think you’d stay on your knees all night if I’d let you.” “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.” “Don’t you dare come until I give you permission.” “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” “Touch yourself, go on.” “I want to make you feel good.” “I love it when you moan for me.” “Come on, darling, come for me.” “Come on my fingers, that’s it.” “God, your mouth, please–” “I need you, I need your (mouth/cock/pussy/ass/fingers)–” “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” “You’re so fucking tight.” “You feel so good.” “Kiss me, I want–please–” “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come–!” “Please let me come.” “I think I could go again, if you wanted.”
Send one of the following PROMPTS for my muse’s reaction:
[tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair [throat] - to grip my muse gently but firmly by the throat [chin] - to tilt my muse’s chin up to make them look at your muse [kneel] - to kneel in front of my muse [wall] - to pin my muse to a wall [wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists [flip] - to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down [drag] - to drag my muse into yours’ lap [palm] - to rub a palm against my muse’s clothed groin [rut] - to push a knee between my muse’s thighs, against their groin [mouth] - to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear [taste] - to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers [tongue] - to kiss my muse with tongue [thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse [finger] - to finger my muse [breasts] - to fondle my muse’s breasts [booty] - to fondle my muse’s ass [spank] - to spank my muse [restrain] - to tie my muse’s hands to prevent them from moving them [vibrator] - to use a vibrator on my muse [penetrate] - to fuck my muse with a cock, dildo or strap
[pants] - to make my muse come in their pants [facial] - to come on my muse’s face [inside] - to come inside my muse [risky] - to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered [early] - to make my muse come earlier than expected [edge] - to edge my muse/deny them orgasm [beg] - to beg my muse to let yours come
Add ‘reverse’ to any prompt for my muse to perform the action on yours instead! Alternatively, feel free to make up your own prompt even if it’s not on the list!
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