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soleilsplanet · 24 days
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do you ever just … picture a whole scene, a whole fanfiction in your head, you know how to place every single word of the english dictionary that you need (or your language dictionary), you know how to structure your sentences, you know just what your characters are going to say to each other and then… and then you just open microsoft word.
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1sjsoul · 2 months
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subby Bill. when ur at work and you come home early to find Bill pumping his cock with his hand moaning your name ❤️
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I can’t believe i’m actually posting this, honestly this is embarrassing since i can’t write but i’ve been threatened to finish it 😔 @memzyyy
This is my first time writing smut so leave me alone 😞😞
nsfw warning!!
You had finished work early, and you were happy about that. That meant you got to spend more time with Bill. Dropping your bag to the ground and locking the door behind you, the noise of whimpering could be heard. You knew Bill was home, but you were clueless as to what he was doing. Creeping up the stairs, you slowly peaked through the crack of the door. To your surprise, you found out what that whimpering was. You could see Bill desperately pumping his cock with his right hand, moaning your name while holding his phone with a picture of you in his left hand. “Could someone not wait till i got home?” Your sudden voice and appearance had startled Bill, making him immediately embarrassed and cover his erection with a blanket. “I couldn’t help it..” Was all you heard from Bill, a weak and useless mumble. You decided to be the caring girlfriend you were and help him finish off. Your hand was gliding up and down his hardened cock at a normal pace, causing petty whimpers to leave Bills mouth. You couldn’t deny those whimpers were hot though. You kept that same pace going for a few minutes until you could feel his throbbing cock twitch and his hips buck. He was so helpless it was hot. “Ngh..I’m gonna cum..” Bill mumbled as he desperately held onto any part of your body he could grab. You then pressed your lips against his, speeding up the strokes until he eventually came all over your hand. He was panting, and sweating. Bill was obviously desperate for that, and his face immediately heated up as he watched you lick his seed off of your hand.
“Don’t worry darling, we aren’t done yet..” You whispered before pulling at your belt…
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romancingdaffodils · 6 months
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Drunken Monologues
Certified Mind Blower
remus lupin x gender neutral!magical!reader
fluff fluff pure fluff with a tiny sprinkle of Remus being silly about his furry little problem.
Remus Lupin is the cutest cutie that ever did cute!
You fell asleep at his house, in his bed, beside him. Despite what your ‘drunken’ self may have wanted Remus just put you to sleep. Then, you wake up to the sound of his voice and to the scent of something sweet. Oh, and a splitting headache.
haii did you miss me i bet you did (lots of love lilac)
ps i think this picture is super cute because my best friend taught me how to play backgammon and i’m shit at it but it makes me happy :333 matt hitt is so cute
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Remus Lupin has been and always will be unbearably pretty. So, when you woke up in his bed, it was a bit of a shock. However, that shock was soon overcome by the consequences of your previous actions. ‘Ow, my head.’ you thought, groaning once again. You were certain you hadn’t been that drunk, but maybe you were in denial. Not being that drunk should not warrant this awful headache. Suddenly, it dawned on you. You were alone in the bed. Surely Remus wasn’t the type to fuck off from his own house just because he wasn’t interested in you, right? Right? Sitting up, another sensation other than the splitting headache hit you. The smell of pancakes and the sound of Remus’s voice. Yum (for both). He’s talking, was he on the phone? You wanted to groan again, feeling like it was too much energy to move to the lounge. However, for more of Remus, you’d do anything.
“I’d say sorry Pads,” Sirius from last night, you remind yourself “But, I’m not sorry at all. They’re lovely, absolutely perfect.” he said, his voice muffled slightly by the walls. You can’t hear Sirius’s voice but you imagine he said something along the lines of ‘Honestly Moony, never expected that from you,’. As you had this thought, it set in he was talking about you. Fuck. Your face flushed and every single thing you’d said last night popped into your head. Late night slideshows of embarrassment now had enough fuel to last a life time. Padding out of the bedroom, you stood in the doorway to the lounge.
“Dunno why you’re so bothered, heard you went home with someone else anyway, Mckinnon was it? Or perhaps the bartender guy, who couldn’t leave you alone?” Remus said, chuckling down the phone. You were glad Sirius wasn’t bothered by your infatuation with his friend, seeing as he’d gone home with someone else. In front of him, two plates of pancakes were being coated in strawberries and chocolate spread. Sirius shouted so loud down the phone that you actually heard it this time.
“‘Cause it was a fucking betrayal Remus!” he whined and you couldn’t help but giggle at his remark. Immediately, the tall boys head whipped round and he flashed you a smile.
“Good bye Sirius.” he replied, hanging up instantly. “Made breakfast, how long have you been awake?” he asked, still grinning at you; you smiled back.
“Not long, thanks for breakfast. Looks good.” you said, trying desperately hard not to fumble over your words. Your cheeks were still flushed and your brain was still mush.
“You alright, love? Y’look- quite red. How’s your head?” he questioned, as though he could read your mind. The statement ‘you look quite red’ was obviously a teasing one. So, when you frowned up at him, his grin only grew. Stomach twisting, you tried desperately hard not to give him a reaction to his pet name.
“I’m fine, thanks. Plus, you’re completely and utterly awful.” you complained, still frowning up at him.
“I made you breakfast and I’m awful. You were a lot braver last night.” he teased, picking up the two plates and placing them down on the breakfast bar.
“I remember you being a lot less mean last night.” you complained, still scowling at him. Your false anger didn’t last long as you sat down and gave a big smile. “Thank you.” you added, tilting your head.
“ ‘m incredible, dunno what you’re talking about. And, you’re welcome. How’d you sleep?” he replied, sitting down next to you and stretching out his legs. He was so unbelievably pretty, even with messy hair and too big pyjamas - which consisted of a band shirt and joggers.
“Really, really well actually. You? Oh, by the way. Sorry about, you know, everything I said last night. I’m not normally like that.” you mumbled in between bites of freakishly good pancakes. Chocolate spread and strawberries were an unmatched combo (only lemon juice and sugar could beat it).
“Slept well too. Plus, quite enjoyed you telling me how, ahh what was it? Fucking gorgeous you think I am. But, seriously, no worries.” Remus teased, but his tone deepened at his last sentence.
“I feel like I forced my way into your home.” you giggled, smiling over at him sheepishly.
“I’m not complaining. Y’lovely. I know you heard me say that to Sirius, by the way. You don’t really have the whole poker face nailed, do you?”.
“No, no not really.” you mumbled, becoming flustered once again. Watching Remus, you admired his every move as he finished off the pancakes. Similarly, he couldn’t take his eyes away from you. “Let me help, like do the washing up or something.” you said, standing up as soon as you finished the food “I feel bad, you’ve been so nice.”.
“You really don’t have to, but, if you want to you can.” he stated, smiling over at you as you took the plate away. Quickly, you got to work on washing the plates. He laughed lightly as he watched you, shaking his head.
“Are you laughing at me?” you asked, feigning offence. Approaching you, Remus placed his arms on either side of you. You turned around, having finished with the washing up. His face was only a few inches away from your own.
“Would never.” he defended, looking down at you. Remus Lupin was ridiculously tall, pretty and charismatic. He dressed like a loser, but was in fact - in your eyes - quite the opposite. Right now, he was all you had ever wanted.
“Hi.” your mind was at a complete blank and the fact you had even formed a word was impressive. Your body felt like it was on fire.
“Hello, dove.” he purred, trying hard not to laugh at the look on your face. As calm as Remus presented himself, he had a dead giveaway. A tell. White knuckles. He was gripping the sink so tightly his knuckles had altered into a pale, almost translucent white.
“You didn’t kiss me yesterday.” you stated, feeling it rather appropriate for the situation. He smiled. You swallowed, hard.
“No, I didn’t. You were quite drunk. However, it would be awful of me to not kiss you today.” he murmured in response, leaning closer in. Your mind was filled with a repetitive sequence of two words. Kiss me. Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me. His teasing was criminal. He was driving you insane within the first day of knowing him and you couldn’t imagine the solace his kiss would bring.
“So awful,”. You had to bite your tongue to avoid begging him to kiss you.
Moving even closer towards you, Remus’s tight grip on the sink never once faltered. And, finally, sweet relief. He kissed you like you’d never been kissed before. Soft, sweet and somehow it held a passion that sent your brain into a wicked frenzy. When he pulls away, you pant.
It was good. Too good. Far too good.
“You’re so pretty, ‘s unfair.” he cooed, releasing the sink and running his hand through your hair. Tenderly, he tucked the majority of your unbrushed hair behind your ears. Remus didn’t really seem to mind the mess.
“Ha-ha. Haha.” you said. Yes, you spoke the sounds “Ha-ha.” Sounding somewhat like a maniac, all you could do was look up at him with pure adoration.
“Are you okay?” he asked, tilting his head. Once again, he was trying desperately hard not to laugh.
“Perfectly- Um, perfectly fine.” you confirmed, nodding your head as you spoke. Once again, the broken record spinning that was in your mind began its maniacal chant. ‘Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me.’ you begged, silently.
“Still not got a poker face, dove.” he observed, leaning back in. Connection. Morning breath and all. Connection. You were praying you wouldn’t collapse of the sensation of it all. Your hands shakily found their way into Remus’s hair. Carelessly, his hands moved to your waist and pulled you closer.
In books it’s common for the writer to describe the characters emotions whilst kissing; it emphasises how good the sensation truly is. However, right now, you were going against all laws of literature. All you could think, feel or live was Remus. One day was all it took for you to be whipped. Truly, taken. One day.
With your head tilted upwards and your body pressed flush against the brown haired man’s, you could’ve died. Unfortunately, he pulled away. Taking in slow deep breaths, he peered down at you. The look in his eyes was different. He had attraction and affection, sure. But, there was something else there. His expression changed, now matching the look in his eyes. It looked like he was fighting some sort of battle with himself.
And, honestly? Remus was fighting a battle. He liked you, from what he could tell anyway. He liked you a lot. However, Remus Lupin was burdened with a curse he wouldn’t dare admit to anyone bar his closest friends. His so called furry little problem actually turned out to be a rather large problem. Especially when it came to people like you.
Famously, he was promiscuous. God knows the number of people he’d been with. But, those hookups could be reduced to a number. Someone like you couldn’t be inconsequential. In fact, he was of the firm belief you were going to be quite consequential in deed. Reducing you to another quick affection fix would be doing you a great disservice, so Remus thought anyway. So here he was, in his own kitchen, desperately pleading with his own brain to let him take you out. You kissed like some sort of God and you begged like a desperate follower; his body couldn’t decide which part of you he liked the most. In turn, that was what led to the ultimate decision to ask you out. Reminding himself of James, Sirius and Pete’s never ending pep talks, the lanky man understood his lycanthropy did not make him any less worthy of what he wanted. However, trying to act on that was an unbelievably difficult task for Remus. The typical excuse of chronic pain won’t cut it in a serious relationship, when he disappears for days. And, he felt a pang of guilt already fiddling with his intestines for any pain it would bring you. Making his mind up was proving to be far more difficult than he would’ve liked.
His heart won the fight, for once. Foolishly, he had put his logic driven brain aside and let his heart do the talking. (He’d soon come to realise it wasn’t foolish at all).
“Do you wanna go out, this week sometime?” he asked, continuously taking the lead. Grateful, you smiled up at him.
“Yeah, actually. I’d really, really like that.” you affirmed, once again nodding your head like a babbling idiot.
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zhivchik · 1 month
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mokah · 8 months
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zuri bloom
a cute elf sim for @sinfulwunders bachelorette.
details below the cut.
traits: family oriented | ambitious | gloomy
aspiration: painter extraordinaire
age: 24
pronouns: she/her/they
sexuality: lesbian
backstory: Zuri grew up without knowing who her real parents were. She was found as a baby in the forest, and was taken in by a kind elven couple who raised her as their own, but she always felt like she didn't quite belong. As she grew older, Zuri discovered her love for painting and began to spend all her free time creating beautiful works of art. Now, she’s realized that painting can’t heal all of her emotional baggage. She hopes to settle down and create the family that she’s always wanted.
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ubehalayas-blog · 9 months
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(I apologize in advance)
agedup!Kyle n s/o that overworks themself :(
they’re probably... 17-18 
“Babe– you know I’m only worried about you” Kyle started, trying to make you understand his side but you only shook your head at his statement, “Stop. I know but I have to do this” you murmured, letting your fingers run through your hair to ease yourself from the stress and annoyance Kyle was passing onto you. “Love.. I am not going to let you overwork yourself again, I’ve learned my lesson–” He grumbled, feeling frustrated from your response. 
His hand took a hold of yours, he let out a sigh and brough them to his lips, pressing a kiss on your open palm. You couldn’t help but to melt from his touch, although you shook your head side to side, trying hard to not let yourself be intoxicated by his warmth, “Sorry– Kyle” your gaze averted as you pulled away from his touch, “It’s just–” you sighed. Your mind is failing to think of some excuse to back yourself up from the wall you pushed yourself to, “just what.. Babe?” he let out a sigh too, feeling tired from convincing you to stop overworking yourself. 
He tried to hear you out but your loss for words just made it completely clear that you had no reason to overwork yourself, “Listen to me.. Y/n” He brought his hand to your cheeks, cupping them as his thumb caressed your cheeks, “you have to stop studying, you’re going to burn yourself out.. I know that– that, it’s your time of the month” He let out a short chuckle, making your lips frown from his amusement, “and–” He started again, “and it should be the time where you rest and just laze around like other girls do, just why are you stubborn and overwork yourself to death huh?” his lips formed a smile as he pressed a chaste kiss onto your forehead. 
You are defeated, you knew that, you let out a soft sigh as you felt his soft lips pressed onto you. “Alright.. Sorry” you managed to croak out, you 're already defeated the moment he held your hand earlier. You let out a short giggle from the thought, “why?” his eyes locked onto yours as he tilted his head to the side. “Nothing” you smiled, sighing as you placed a quick kiss onto his lips. 
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magnetostits · 7 months
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shoutout to me for making the least helpful outline possible for my future self
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kakyogay · 11 months
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I've been doodling things for something I've been writing and AUGH I want to post the doodles but I also want to post them as like the chapters come out but also they are barely usual chapter length and there's a lot I still need to write and Argh I haven't even written a proper opening.
Anyways expect a scug iterator swap thing some time in the future hopefully 👍
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scaramutual · 28 days
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I've had the whole idea for a confession scene in my head for like. ever. BUT IM SCAREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
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stewiefanumtax · 6 months
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im writing smth rn
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mlemonnnn · 5 days
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i love writing scripts because i can do stupid shit like this
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soleilsplanet · 20 days
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sometimes i get this paralysing fear of publishing my works, either because i don’t know whether they are good enough or because i know that i don’t have the right perseverance to update wips. this is something only amazing people relate to.
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bluebirbbs · 1 year
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Some Teens Girl ready to solve this mystery secret admirer of Tina’s 🐴👀
Added that cute flower design to Jocelyn’s shorts by @rocketkit
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lesbianchipbastard · 2 months
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google how the fuck to write shorter chapters google how the fuck do i not vomit 10k words in one go without losing the Plot and Pacingand important scenes google how do i be concise google why the fuck does my word count keep getting longer google this was only suppo sed to be 75k words and 15 chapters g
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kaidan-z · 2 months
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posting a fic and then logging out
logging in an 3-4hrs later just to see that nobody interacted
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i love this pic of him it’s so stupid
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voxsremotec0ck · 17 days
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I’m going to throw my laptop at a wall istg WHY IS PT2 BEING SO DIFFICULT 😭😭
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