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honestly shadowgast was MADE for pride and prejudice au. big reader with a big annoying family which he and the one other sane one try and fail to keep on track x socially awkward rich guy with too much ego who cannot make a good first impression to save his life. a horrible betrayal tears them apart, but then it turns out the guy has come to regret what he did and promises to change for the better. and most importantly chaos crew fucking shit up as the younger bennett sisters

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It's fine. I'm fine.

mod by the amazing @flowersforthemachines

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Happy dadwc here is the prompt: Handers and "Just admit that..."

Happy Friday, Law! Here's your dinner, stay cool out there :)

Written for @dadrunkwriting

Rated: M | Words: 630 | TWs: Dirty talk, suggestive content

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“I’m not a dog,” Hawke huffed. The sea felt like bathwater, glimmering brightly beneath the Antivan sun.

“You are a dog. You’re my dog,” Anders teased, playfully splashing him. Hawke feigned shock, despite the water’s warmth. The Waking Sea was comparatively brisk all year round, even when the days were brightest and longest.

“Bold words, coming from a cat,” Hawke hummed and splashed Anders back. The water smacked him squarely in the face, and his hand instinctively flew to his ponytail.

“I am not a cat!” Anders cried out, spluttering. He was flooded with relief when his fingers closed around Hawke's favour, secured snugly in his hair.

“Not a cat, the cat man protests. You even sleep on me like one,” Hawke grinned, and Anders laughed brightly, wiping the water from his eyes. It was true; he often sprawled out on Hawke’s chest at night, if he wasn’t curled up and tucked beneath an arm. 

“Okay, maybe you’re right,” he conceded with a smile and began slowly wading towards Hawke.

“I thought cats hated dogs,” Hawke teased, honey-brown eyes alight with mischief. Anders drew closer, wrapping his arms snugly around his neck. Hawke’s skin was as warm as the sea, and he melted into him.

“Usually,” Anders thrummed, feeling Hawke's big hands slip up his back. “But I’ve made an exception for you."

Hawke started panting loudly, planting wet, slobbery kisses on his mouth. Anders gasped and tried to wriggle out of his hold, crying out when Hawke licked a fat, sloppy line up his cheek.

“Stop that! Eugh, Hawke, no,” he protested, squirming, but Hawke held him tighter. 

“What was that? I couldn’t understand you through all your meowing,” Hawke cooed, nibbling at his jawline.

“You’re disgusting,” Anders feigned annoyance, but ceased his struggle, stilling once more inside Hawke’s arms.

“Oh, please. Just admit that you love my spit. Act all prissy now but I know what you want later,” Hawke grinned, voice dropping an octave. Anders flushed to the thighs but kept up his act. Brow furrowed, displeased. 

“What do I want later?” he asked, glancing up at the cloudless sky, aloof. Hawke pulled him even closer, pressing his mouth to his ear. 

“Me inside you, fucking you so hard you only see white. Spitting into your mouth, but you give in to me, like the good little pussycat you are,” Hawke murmured, his lips featherlight. 

Anders was instantly hard. Overheating slightly in this sun and bathwater, Hawke’s skin flush against his. He reached up to cradle Hawke’s face, pulling him closer until their lips met in a warm crush. The kiss deepened when Hawke licked into his mouth, and Anders opened up for him. Hungrily, his fingers drifted below the waterline, skirting down the hard plane of Hawke's stomach, trailing toward his waistband.

Without warning, Hawke broke the kiss. 

“Anders! We’re in public,” he gasped, eyes blown, and Anders’ face warmed. First with embarrassment, then irritation, which bubbled over when Hawke beamed back at him like a big, dumb mabari. Stroppily, Anders splashed him again, earning a playful bark. 

“I hate you,” he scowled and submerged himself, desperately needing to cool off. When he re-emerged, Hawke was still grinning. 

“Meow, meow, meow. You love me,” Hawke teased and splashed him back with twice the force. Anders shouted in protest, lunging to dunk him. They struggled against each other, but Hawke was stronger, and Anders was encased in his hold within seconds. He slackened against him, laughing, but slapped a hand on his broad chest for good measure. 

“And I love you, even when you pretend to be stroppy,” Hawke chuckled low, his lips brushing the shell of his ear. 

“But don’t worry, I’ll still fuck you like a whore later, and treat you like my husband afterwards.”

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tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it

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i love hearing about the declining birth rate like yesss that is a major problem considering our dominant economic model. a problem i plan on contributing to 👍 joining the war on declining birth rates on the side of declining birth rates

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old project

based on a sweet little kiss from the Heartstopper comic book

https://lycorisembroidery.etsy.com

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time to throw the whole man out

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when the wifi says "connected without internet" how about i fucking kill you

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"we all do our share of murdering around here, don't we?"

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been missing the rock band au 🥺 so I drew more of it 😈

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The weird intersection between fatphobia, sexual puritanism and fake progressiveness that breeds the idea that a skinny person attracted to fat people is a "chubby chaser" or a "fat fetishist" and not just like. Someone who has the hots for fat people. The idea that only another fat person could be attracted to fat people, otherwise it's sinister. Secretly you think any skinny person who'd want to fuck a fat person is debasing and devaluing ourselves, but you've pivoted into pretending you worry about a fat person's dignity.

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when you want to play your video games but dont have the energy for it its like who wants to be my proxy that does the gameplay while i watch and make every decision in the game from the comfort of my bed

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Mini Comics: Critical Role - Aeor Adventures page 7

Make Essek blush time XD

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"Every time we approach something fucking adorable, it goes south." "Not everything adorable is here to kill you."

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? varric we're at the fucking beach