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definetelynotavampire · 2 months
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target practise :D
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fictionfordays · 8 months
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Parked
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The gif search function would not load any of Ran!!! So I found this gif on Google Images, credit to the gif maker! So sorry :'(
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(21+) Ran Haitani x Fem!Reader
CW: piv, riding, car sex, pet names (baby, sweet thing, good girl, pretty girl), begging, Ran is a tease but also kinda romantic, softdom!Ran ig, lil hair pulling
WC: <1k
A/N: The brainrot is so fr rn like 😵‍💫🫠 I. Can. Not. Function. Also as a side note: idk do we like the divider right here to separate the Masterlist links or nah???
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Back to Main Masterlist | Tokyo Revengers Masterlist
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The air feels hot, a stark contrast to the cool breeze just outside the vehicle. Between the clouds and the city lights, the stars are nowhere to be seen, the night sky seeming even darker than usual.
Of course, the foggy film forming on your car windows doesn't help that fact. The only light illuminating you being the dim lights on the radio and the parking light a couple of rows over from where you're parked in a random lot.
Memories from your dream the night prior flooded your mind, coupled with the warm hand that grasped your upper thigh as he drove to who knows where, fingers delicately digging into the meat of your leg, made your panties feel uncomfortably damp on the far too long drive.
You squeeze your legs together. He notices, of course he notices, and you see him smirk out of the corner of your eye. His slender fingers sliding their way up your cute little skirt but stopping short of where you wanted him most.
He feels you, ready to jump out of your skin desperately.
"You okay, baby?" His voice holds a teasing lilt that makes sparks run straight to your core. "You seem a little... on edge~"
You slowly spread your legs a tiny bit wider, hoping that maybe he takes the hint. "'M fine..."
He knows you're not.
The air in the car changes as he begins to move his fingers again, stopping at the hem of your poor wet panties.
"Good girls use their words." A statement. No, a demand. You take in a shaky breath, pulling your skirt up just a little bit higher, sinking just a little bit lower in your seat, hoping to subtly entice him to keep going.
He taps your thigh once... twice... thrice before tsking. He's not one to ask a second time.
"P-please, Ran. Jus' need you..." your quiet pleas fall on deaf ears. He removes his fingers from where they sat so dangerously close to where you wanted him, needed him.
The rest of the car ride is silent. Your nerves becoming restless when he's suddenly veering the car onto random dirt roads and parking in some abandoned lot.
Which is how you find yourself now, straddling his lap in the backseat of his car, moving your hips frantically to the pace he set. His fingers dig into the meat of your hips harshly as he helps you move along his thick shaft.
Your fingers thread through his long hair and tug firmly, pulling his head back enough to expose his neck to your desperate and wet kisses, nibbling along his jawline before making your way to his collarbone and biting down roughly.
A shamelessly loud moan escapes his swollen lips, "f-fuuuu... hnn you'll be the death of me, sweet thing~" his voice is raspy and quiet.
He slides one hand down from where his fingers were bruising your hip, his thumb rubbing all too slowly through your folds and catching just right on your sensitive little nub.
"Raannnn~" you moan, too quiet for his liking.
"C'mon, baby, lemme hear you," he bites your shoulder before rubbing quick, tight circles over your clit. His lavender eyes searched what he could see of your sweet face ere his other hand wrapped behind you and firmly traced up your spine. He held you close, keeping you attached as he adjusted the position. He began fucking up into you, the force of it pushing you forward so your chest was pressed against his own.
You moaned loudly this time, mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed so beautifully as he continued to hit that spongey spot inside of you. Your warm, wet walls fluttering around his length as he held you close. Your legs began to tremble as his thumb rubbed faster circles over your clit and his thrusts became desperate and erratic.
“That’s it, baby…” he mumbled against your damp skin.
The coil in your belly was tightening.
"G-god, you feel so fuckin’ tight," he panted against your ear. "Close, huh, pretty girl?" He teased a little, though he, too, was getting close.
“Hnn~” you hummed, breath hitching. “Feel s’ good, baby. G-g’na cum mnnnhh-” you grabbed his face, bringing your lips down to crash against his, teeth bumping in the process.
He moaned into the kiss. “G-go ahead -ahhh- and cum for me, sweet thing~” His hips began to stutter when he felt you fluttering, your warm walls squeezing around his length so tight causing him to sputter thick ropes of cum inside of you. You both moaned and whimpered against each other’s lips as you milked him for all that he’s worth. His deep groans sent shivers down your spine as you rode out your highs together.
You rested your forehead against his, your breaths hot against each other’s faces.
He kissed your nose sweetly, with a warm, mischievous smile. “We don’t have to be home any time soon…” he smiled and searched your eyes, “we got time for another round~”
You chuckled at him warmly, “Ran, you are… insufferable.”
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hiemaldesirae · 24 days
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be my victim / be my nourishment / be everything that makes me whole / at the cost of yourself
cw: possible eyestrain
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(this idea was brought to you by a tweet i saw on cakeverse aka cannibalistic omegaverse)
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cellsshapedlikestars · 4 months
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She's buried on a cold, dreary day in late January. That’s all Jon can seem to think about at the funeral. It’s too cold, the sky is too grey. Bleak and barren; there isn’t even snow. It’s an inane, intrusive thought. It could rain, at least, he thinks. The sky should weep for her. The universe should mourn. It doesn’t make sense. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t understand why anyone would murder Sansa Stark.
read it here on ao3
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grissomesque · 8 months
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THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER The Pit and the Pendulum v. The Raven
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I think I'm beyond a lost cause to this couple... so here is a playlist I'm working on in their honor 🤣🤣
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liebgottsjumpwings · 5 months
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I may already be developing an oc for masters of the air…. yeah….
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tirkdi · 10 months
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In R&R, we find out that the Darkling's father was a powerful heartrender. It's not much, but it says a lot that Baghra actually told Alina this when I'm sure she didn't even say this much to the Darkling. How do you think the Darkling would react if he were to find out about this? Love your stories btw <3
Oh man what a good question anon!
The full quote is "I wanted a child, so I sought out the most powerful Grisha I could find. He was a Heartrender. I don't even remember his name." There are a few possibilities here:
As your ask suggests: this is all true, and Baghra never told Aleks but tells Alina, which is cruel even by book!Baghra standards (it's fully inline with show!Baghra standards imo). If he somehow found out that Baghra had told Alina more than she had ever told him, it would have explained some of his more unhinged behavior at the end of R&R. I can actually see him taking that out on people close to Alina in a way that I never completely bought him taking out his anger & grief on them before.
Another option: This is all true, and Baghra at some point told him the same thing. I feel like we see him curious enough about his father that Baghra might have told him this just to shut him up, with the little that she did remember since it wasn't enough for him to do anything with anyway.
Third option: Some – or none – of this is true. This is, honestly, my assumption, because the one thing we seem to know about Baghra for certain is that she is a lying liar who lies. Names are a big enough deal to her that I don't think she'd forget the name of someone that important. There's the additional complication of her being an amplifier and what that means when she sought out a Grisha to have a child with ... if you read my stories (and thank you for letting me know you're enjoying them!! 💜) you know some of what I think that implies but whatever the specifics it's for sure complicated. I don't think finding someone to father her child is something she could have done casually due to being an amplifier. In this case, if the Darkling and Alina had a conversation sometime in or post-R&R and Alina mentioned that Baghra had said his father was a Heartrender, I imagine him responding: "She told me that too – once. Once she said that he was an Inferni. Once Shu royalty. Once she told me he was a merman."
(Because there's also the really interesting fact that he seems to have gotten basically nothing from his father other than pale skin. He got his power from Baghra, he is an amplifier like Baghra, he has the same hair color as she does. Was his father even Grisha?????)
(was his father another shadow summoner?????)
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heliosinwater · 8 months
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i need me a man like barty crouch jr. PLEASE GOD. 🙏
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doujinprotag · 2 months
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tentacle + corruption kink = hot mindfucking eldritch gods?
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toshidou · 1 year
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This is surprisingly not horny but i got a question,
Do you think any of the COD men have stretch marks? I personally think König and Ghost definitely have at least a few because they’re massive, but do you think anyone else does? And how do you think they feel about them?
I kinda think they wouldn’t mind them. It would be real cute if reader also has them and then they’re kinda happy that they match
this made me so soft and squishy you have no idea 🥹
i for sure think ghost has stretch marks on his thighs, signs of a man who grew quickly, only bolstered by the muscle growth from training. as for his opinion of them? he couldn't care less. there are far uglier scars on his body he's had to come to terms with, stretched skin is the least of his worries.
price has stretch marks on his tummy. although he used to have a defined abdomen back in the day, he's grown softer around the edges, and with that comes pretty lines of pink that mark his torso. price isn't one for insecurities, but sometimes he does find himself staring at his shirtless self in the mirror, a low huff accompanied with a subtle shake of his head as he mutters about the physique he used to have. but those moments never last long, after all appearances have never been at the top of his priority list.
soap has some around his biceps, he calls them his "tiger stripes" and he loves them so much, they're a sign of the hard work he put into building them up to what they are now. he'll have no qualms flexing his biceps and wiggling his eyebrows, showing off faded pink lines that stripe across bulging muscle. but the stretch marks he has on his ass? he may not be insecure about them, but the way you tease him for having such a rotund rear leaves him pink in the cheeks every time.
gaz has some on his hips and back. he's had them since adolescence, and they're not really something he's paid attention to until he catches your fingers tracing over them every chance you get. he finds it nothing short of adorably endearing, especially when he notices how instinctive the touch is to you, a mindless motion that coaxes your fingers to brush over scarred skin whenever you're both tangled together in bed.
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writerlyhabits · 7 months
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I wanna make cutesy little ads for my fics like I keep seeing on instagram, I just think they’re neat
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melisusthewee · 5 months
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Sometimes in order to loosen up your wrist, you have to get a little silly with your canvas.
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Nando Parrado is the GOAT. The finger guns prove this.
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solaaresque · 2 months
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matching with neocat loml (lobster of my life)
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fortyfive-forty · 1 month
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i am a bit evil perhaps but i want this to go to three. like sorry but
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Behold a drawing I spent too much effort on for a shitpost based on me and @crushpunchhs Convo. another day in the life of a gg betraying him, getting sliced up, you know the deal
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