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I made some sales on some costume pieces recently and....

Literally is supposed to get here on the day of my birthday

Am EXCITEMENT™

Because who needs a boring ass phone sleeve when you can have a Pip-Boy

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Ooooooh grant me strength, if not bail money because I am about to strangle my ex brother-in-law.

His ass is lucky I love 12 hours away.

He's a gaslighting, abusive, manipulative asshole who doesn't deserve my sister or their kids.

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Hi, do u accept requests?

I do, but not at the moment hon! You can check in regularly as I'm slowly whittling down on the backed up reqs I have in my asks!

But another reason I've closed them for the time being is because my life has been overall insane the past couple of months so I've been focusing on some personal works to help me feel better.

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Baby decided I am her bed and my head is her biscuit dough

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Imsorryyall

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^^^^^^^

THAT

Your Father's Rival!Leto Atreides x F!virgin!reader

NSFW MDNI. Reader is of age, obviously! AU in the sense that there is no mention of Lady Jessica or Paul Atreides. Also, Leto may be OOC here. Not beta'd. More content/warnings below the cut. 1.3k words

content: seduction, nipple play, allusions to oral - f. rec., allusions to fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, duplicitous behavior, but everything is consensual

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Your father's rival!Leto Atreides

...who invites your family to Caladan for "peace talks", but secretly hatches his plan

Rival!Leto, who welcomes your begrudging father, throwing a magnificent ball in your family's honor

whose gaze lingers on you - your father's only heir, nearly twenty years younger than Leto himself...

and conveniently unmarried.

Rival!Leto, who requests the honor of a first dance with you. His dark devour yours as his gloved hand pulls you a little closer than is formal.

whose stern countenance dissolves when eyes crinkle as he grants you a brilliant smile

whose smooth, tenor voice tickles your ear as he compliments your dancing, subtly hinting at how your body moves in perfect time with his

whose gaze lingers on your lips before dipping down to the low scooped neck of your gown

Rival!Leto, who lets everyone know to treat your family like royalty - to be sure you don't miss a single dance, so that you will eventually need to step outside for some air...

who conveniently stumbles upon you under the stars, in the lush gardens of Castle Caladan and manages to remark how you are more beautiful, if possible, bathed in moonglow

Rival!Leto, who notices your breath hitch when he nears, who asks permission to escort you on a tour of the garden, granting him the opportunity to take you by the arm.

who finds you delightful, really: intelligent - well-read and opinionated. Sparkling conversation distracts him, for a brief while, from his primary goal.

Rival!Leto, who plans to seduce you, and breed you.

You're young and beautiful, and a virgin - the cherished prize of his one and only rival.

Rival!Leto, who will snatch his enemy’s most precious possession from his grasp - to steal your youth, your body and above all, your love.

Not to harm you. In fact, he's already growing quite fond of you.

Rival!Leto, who bids you goodnight, as an upstanding Duke would do, who keeps your honor in tact, while his plan begins to unfold.

who notices you stealing glances across the breakfast table, smiling to himself at the impression he's clearly already made.

who finds you again in the gardens later that evening - who walks and talks with you, luring you into a comforting trust...but doesn't realize he is being lured as well.

Rival!Leto, who carries on for days, so innocently, that he's almost forgotten the duplicity of his original plan...

who finds himself meaning it when he folds you into his arms and kisses you breathless underneath the stars, his body responding with fervor as you wind your fingers through his thick curls and tug him closer to you.

who does it again the next night, and the next, until your walks in the garden turn into the collision of your mouths, the tangle of tongues, the sharing of breath, kissing and panting and touching, bolder each evening.

unlacing the front of your dress while kissing you deeply before trailing his lips down your throat, fingers brushing your collarbone.

stepping over the line of propriety, cupping your breast in his palm, stoking a fire of lust inside you. His lips caress the curve of your mound as hot breath fans across your stiff peaks.

Your father's rival, who takes your nipple into his mouth and gently sucks, pulling a breathy moan from your throat...

who greedily sucks and fondles away your innocence, his cock stirring and twitching at the sounds of your evident desire.

Rival!Leto, who has you half naked in the garden - a scandal just waiting to be uncovered - but the sound of his name on your lips won't allow him to slow, or stop.

who tells you that he's never seen anything more beautiful in all the known universe, and asks you to come to his bed tonight.

Your father's rival, who assures you his staff is discreet, and your secret is safe...

who thrills as you enter his bedchamber in the dark of night, very obviously bathed and perfumed to please him

who unleashes his fervent desire now that you are alone, unlacing your gown - his strong fingers laying claim to your soft flesh as his hungry mouth seeks out yours.

Your father's rival, who draws previously unknown desires from the core of you, making you bloom with raw want and drip with lust, soaking his beard

whose lips bring you to heaven itself as he sucks and fingers away your innocence, coaxing you into womanhood with delicious gasps and moans and sweet little begs that make him hard and ready to take your body completely

who slips inside the wet core of you, hissing as you snugly fit and grip his cock, whimpers and sighs of how full you feel tickling his ear.

His name on your lips as he starts to move - as the sting of intrusion eases into a fullness and completeness unlike anything you could have imagined.

Your father's treasure, naked and panting and scandalously writhing beneath his bitter rival, filled with his thick length, giving your maidenhood away to the enemy - to a man who has promised you nothing

Rival!Leto who presses his strong hand to your abdomen, murmuring your name. "Let me fill you up, dove. You can have a piece of me I've given no woman before this night."

"Yes, Leto," you repeat over and over. "Fill me...I'm yours."

Your father's rival, who intends to fill your belly with his heir, and now realizes, as your thighs fall apart - with each deep thrust - how quickly and how hard he comes inside you. How he fell apart so easily in the soft heat of your body.

who holds you close to his chest, like a treasure, your bodies still joined, kissing you tenderly and making promises.

Who can't seem to usher you back to your rooms, even to keep your scandalous secret. Who gently wipes you clean and folds you against his naked, sated body, assuring you to give into your exhaustion and sleep.

Who wakes to your beautiful face in dawn's light, stares into your eyes and kisses you deeply, certain you are falling in love with him

He swallows hard, realizing the same thing is happening to him.

Rival!Leto who finds his thoughts on you constantly throughout the day, who can't keep his eyes from devouring you when you enter a room.

Who desperately seeks a moment alone with you, to beckon you back to his bed. "I must have you again," he murmurs against your cheek in a darkened alcove.

He gathers you into his arms when you come to him that night and takes you to bed.

And the next night, and the next. Each night, telling you how he wants to fill you - his body climaxing at your eager acceptance

Who fucks you slow and deep one night, hand on your belly, hard and ready to burst as you beg him to fill you up - who finally utters his plan aloud. "I want you to carry my heir. I want my child to grow inside you."

You assume this is practically a marriage proposal. "Oh Leto..." you coo, coming apart in his arms. "I would love to be your wife."

He should tell you the truth. That he planned to breed you. To trap you on Caladan, to win your heart, and take your father's only treasure away from him.

But he sees an out - he can simply propose and all will be well

Rival!Leto, who didn't plan to actually fall in love with you

Who realizes, he's trapped himself. He loves you too much to lie anymore. So he confesses.

You don't seem upset with him, or even shocked. You simply kiss him deeply, coaxing him to hardness before joining your body with his once more.

Your father's rival, who has fallen in love with you, who wants to marry you, who will share children with you.

Your mission is accomplished. Your father will be proud.

And it cost you nothing. Because you accidentally fell in love with him

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Miscellaneous Characters Masterlist

Main Masterlist

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Whodhlsboxblsb

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, biker!kenshi, sexting, public indecency, masturbation, recording *not proofread, just pure horny

[I’ve watched one too many edits of bikers on tiktok….] I also lowkey hate how i ended this one :((

His earpieces secured under his helmet were a blessing and a curse.

You found yet another way to interrupt the peaceful nature of the adrenaline-rushing late-evening ride he was on. Your messages were read out loud to him, one after the other. The vulgarity of your messages had sucked the moisture out of his mouth and had created an increasingly hard problem in his jeans.

As each message is read out to him, Kenshi tries to find somewhere to park his bike. Though, it can’t be out in the open. With how each of your messages made him feel, he had no choice but to pull into an empty parking garage.

Kenshi parked close to the wall, using his bike to hide how he slipped down the wall with shaky knees. But it was also to hide how hastily he tugged at the zip of his gear, exposing how he chose to forego a shirt. He pushed and pulled at his clothes until his aching and leaking cock sprung out of the confines of his boxers.

He flipped his visor up, removing his gloves to easily set up his phone to record a very special present for you. Kenshi leaned back against the wall, his eyes fluttering as he wrapped a hand around his base. With the view of a small red dot in the corner of his eye, he started slowly.

Twisting and squeezing his hand around his cock as he languidly stroked himself. Kenshi wanted to drag it out but your messages from before only made him throb even more. Precum pearled at his tip as his eyes struggled to stay open and focused on the camera.

His earpiece and mic picked up the audio easily, with breathy moans and soft hisses as he squeezed around his tip. His moans became more frequent as he jerked himself off, the light squelching from using his own precum as lube to stroke himself barely audible in his recording.

As his hand grew faster, his breaths shortened and his quiet moans turned into staggered whimpers. His eyes rolled back into his head as he tilted his head back, he squeezed his hand around his base as his hips twitched. He came with a string of curses and short whimpers, rubbing himself through his high. His eyes were glossy as sweat lined his brow, he stared at the debauched image of himself in his camera.

After struggling with his gear to clean himself well enough to make it home, he finally managed to grab his phone and end the recording. A quick trim to the video and he was sending it to you with a caption of “I’ll be home in a bit, don’t have too much fun without me.”

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Whodhlsboxblsb

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, biker!kenshi, sexting, public indecency, masturbation, recording *not proofread, just pure horny

[I’ve watched one too many edits of bikers on tiktok….] I also lowkey hate how i ended this one :((

His earpieces secured under his helmet were a blessing and a curse.

You found yet another way to interrupt the peaceful nature of the adrenaline-rushing late-evening ride he was on. Your messages were read out loud to him, one after the other. The vulgarity of your messages had sucked the moisture out of his mouth and had created an increasingly hard problem in his jeans.

As each message is read out to him, Kenshi tries to find somewhere to park his bike. Though, it can’t be out in the open. With how each of your messages made him feel, he had no choice but to pull into an empty parking garage.

Kenshi parked close to the wall, using his bike to hide how he slipped down the wall with shaky knees. But it was also to hide how hastily he tugged at the zip of his gear, exposing how he chose to forego a shirt. He pushed and pulled at his clothes until his aching and leaking cock sprung out of the confines of his boxers.

He flipped his visor up, removing his gloves to easily set up his phone to record a very special present for you. Kenshi leaned back against the wall, his eyes fluttering as he wrapped a hand around his base. With the view of a small red dot in the corner of his eye, he started slowly.

Twisting and squeezing his hand around his cock as he languidly stroked himself. Kenshi wanted to drag it out but your messages from before only made him throb even more. Precum pearled at his tip as his eyes struggled to stay open and focused on the camera.

His earpiece and mic picked up the audio easily, with breathy moans and soft hisses as he squeezed around his tip. His moans became more frequent as he jerked himself off, the light squelching from using his own precum as lube to stroke himself barely audible in his recording.

As his hand grew faster, his breaths shortened and his quiet moans turned into staggered whimpers. His eyes rolled back into his head as he tilted his head back, he squeezed his hand around his base as his hips twitched. He came with a string of curses and short whimpers, rubbing himself through his high. His eyes were glossy as sweat lined his brow, he stared at the debauched image of himself in his camera.

After struggling with his gear to clean himself well enough to make it home, he finally managed to grab his phone and end the recording. A quick trim to the video and he was sending it to you with a caption of “I’ll be home in a bit, don’t have too much fun without me.”

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Update on fishbone fiasco

Am okay. It's hot stuck, but they said it likely scraped all the way down so it hurtses

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They did not tell me the mullet fillets had bones in them until I bit down on one and already swallowed one

Going to ER

Swallowed fish bone

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Going to ER

Swallowed fish bone

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About the only productive thing to happen tonight

My hand was shaky as hell, but it was all I could do to resist the urge to jump across the table and strangle this one woman who would not stop sneering at me every time I looked up

Soooo.... Have this

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Nothing like being in a public event, someone slips up and calls someone "they" during a speech and a local defense attorney loudly yells

"Hey! We don't say those make-up "pronouns" here in this town!" And gets a resounding applause from everyone.

I'd leave but I don't have a ride out of here, yet, and there's a wall of bigots between me and the exit 🙃

I hate this goddamn state.

Edit:

Sorry. She was the STATE REPRESENTATIVE

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@cupcakeinat0r

ASLDLENLFNLSN

Professor O’Hara for the 3am art post … clearly Oscar-based. Not sure about the glasses..last minute decision to add those there, might need a different shape or something?

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Tiny vent, but--

Imagine making your own mother fucking cry after she begged for money from people to put on your fucking books because you got busted with drugs LIKE WE'VE BEEN TELLING YOU FOR YEARS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN!

My sister is genuinely the biggest waste of human life on this planet. The only good thing she ever did was have her kids, and she doesn't even have custody of them.

Then goes around lying and saying we set her up for it.

Because we "can't stand to see her happy".

Like bitch. If I had my way you would be off, married to your "true love" who is also in jail for the same shit and filing a restraining order.

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Every other OI character

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

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Iamsosorryy'all

One of them will have to get finished eventually, right???