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“Flirtation Dictation” (Professor x Student)

“Let’s Quarantest it” (You and Aizawa do a cam show. BNHarem Collab!) 

“When Stories Come to Life” (Aizawa learns you write fanfic about him)

“Forgive and Forget” (Aizawa and his ex submissive, y/n, reunite.)

“Between the Evergreens” (Shouta as Hades finding his true love. Citrus Dome collab)

“Nice and Easy” (First-time orgasm with Shouta Aizawa)

“Hide and Seek” (Erasermic x reader threesome. Patreon Exclusive)

“Pitching a Tent” (You and Shouta have to chaperone a school camping trip. You can also buy a Doujinshi of this story on Gumroad!) 

“Breath of Fresh Air” (You’re invited to Midnight’s masquerade and meet a handsome stranger. Citrus Dome Collab piece.)

“Comfortably Mine” (ABO breeding fic. Patreon exclusive)

“Self Care” (Bratty reader x EraserMic)

Brat taming (Shouta x bratty reader. Patreon exclusive) 

A Logical Ruse (BNHarem collab. Shouta meets Y/n at a party. Fluff!) 

“Wake up Call”  (A spicy wakeup call for Shou on his birthday!)

“The Teacher’s Pet” (Shinsou/Aizawa threesome Realistic BDSM)

“Messy Revelations” (Shouta learns his shy S/o can squirt)

“Cheeky” (First time anal with bratty reader. Patreon exclusive)

“Three’s a Fucking Crowd” (Aizawa x Dabi x Reader. Patreon exclusive)

“Public Service” (Aizawa x dominant reader with public toy usage and pegging)

“Relief” (Therapist Aizawa x reader) 

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Today I'll teach about this peculiar character:

La Catrina! 💀🏵️

🏵️RESOURCES:

https://dayofthedead.holiday/traditions/who-is-la-catrina

https://www.refinery29.com/en-us/2019/10/8623059/sugar-skull-makeup-day-of-dead-cultural-appropriation

https://www.vogue.mx/estilo-de-vida/galeria/desfile-de-catrinas-en-la-cdmx-mega-procesion-imagenes-en-el-angel-de-la-independencia?image=5db4cb97595ddf00096f1035

@sketching-jess @savenkey

Melted Stars, Melted Sea

[arthur curry x you]

author’s note: me, deep in chaos territory atm: hey remember that aquaman thing you wrote over two years ago when you watched the movie ten times in three days? yeah you should post that since you havent posted anything in a While + you watched the snyder cut two times in 24 hours

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He found you on the dock, eyes spellbound by the infinite celestial sky above you.

It was common, that he found you like this. Back pressed against sturdy wooden planks, hands tucked behind your head or mimicking the rise and fall of your abdomen. Air, cool from the ocean would caress your face, your hands, your skin - it kept you grounded just enough, so you wouldn’t forget you were still on planet Earth. Your eyes would remain glued to the deep lavender, cobalt blue, and midnight black. They would search the crystalline sprinkles above for familiar shapes, and then shapes you wished to know. You hunted for far off moons or tails of the galaxy and hidden planets you longed to see with your own bright eyes. You imagined what, or who, could be residing in the eerily empty spaces between the glitter in the sky.

Arthur Curry loved that about you.

It was ironic, he thought - his own head was usually down underwater, lost in the darkness below. Yours was tilted up and up and up to see where no human had gone before.

In the middle of your impromptu star-gazing session, soft footfalls on the dock began to bring your mind back down to your own rock in the cosmos. A nudge to your calf brought wandering eyes back down to land.

“Want to go for a drive, Stephen Hawking?”

You smiled at the sky; a grin that could put ethereal moonlight to shame.

“Always,” barely made it past your lips before you were hauled to your feet and into the arms of the Aquaman himself. He pulled you close for a moment, before he took your hand and guided you to the truck idling at the edge of the docks. You tilted your head back one last time; trusted Arthur to catch you if you were about to bite the dust.

You tripped over a rock.

He laughed. You shoved him.

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series

on my tongue - dad’sbestfriend!bucky.

oneshots/drabbles

leather & sharp things - knifeplay smut

black lace for beginners - bucky hasn’t made it to second base yet, but the presence of a pretty girl in his life has him understanding the appeal of wearing someone’s thighs like a pair of earmuffs

let me show you - bucky gives reader a “redo” on her first time, and takes her virginity

famished sharp things - bucky barnes is a very broken man, one with a tendency to show up at your doorstep with blood on his face and longing between his legs

dog tags & storage units - two things in this world belong to bucky. his tags, and you.

ready to comply, to you - the winter soldier gets triggered to come out and play, but instead of taking orders from the one who sets it off, bucky stays obedient to the reader.

i really can’t stand you - bucky is a prick. he also had a prick. some good old fashioned hate sex was bound to have happened, sooner or later.

i really can’t stand you part two

winter soldier hotline - phone sex with the guy who really doesn’t know how to work a phone

squat here often? - personal trainer bucky

teacher of mine - professor barnes looked that good, and you were expected to NOT jump his bones?

good girl - pet names go both ways

dear old brooks - domestic bucky washing reader’s hair in the bath

unsavory situations - bucky comes home to find reader in the middle of a panic attack

just hitched - bridesmaid reader x groomsman bucky

just hitched part two

dean winchester (of supernatural)

firecracker motel - the air is crisp, spirits are sleeping, and dean is a cassette hog.

breaking in the back seat - impala smut

stucky x reader

done dirt cheap - it’s summer in brooklyn, and the boys across the trailer park seem to be the only things refreshing enough to tame your thirst

dirty honey - “purposely bitching out just so stucky ties you down; bucky fingering you with that metal hand until you can’t take it anymore”

winter’s child has a gun - in which blood is thicker than water, but one is easier to drown in.

the fun kind of collar - emt stucky x reader

part one

Slytherin x Hufflepuff

- first of all, the slytherin

- the biggest social outcast ever

- that “end of second semester” mood, but all the time

- and the hufflepuff would be the happiest little jelly bean

- they’re the last people anyone expected to get together

- it takes a little time but eventually ppl are so used to it they would actually die if they ever broke up

- slytherin always acts so tough but they cry around hufflepuff

- and hufflepuff is so protective of their slytherin like an angry little hedgehog

- they’re always together, hufflepuff dragging slytherin’s ass to parties and quidditch matches

- “it’ll be fun!”

- “no”

- “please?” *puppy eyes*

- *giving up* “fuck you”

- pillow fights

- eating ice cream and hufflepuff getting a brain freeze and looking so adorable slytherin can feel them self falling for them

- slytherin dropping things on purpose just so they check out hufflepuff

- and hufflepuff knows it

- “[slytherin], I want to take our relationship to the next level”

- “um..”

- “I want to raise a house plant with you!”

- just the most pure, cute relationship ever that no one understands but everyone is jealous of

This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!

One of the things I love about Avengers fic writers is that we all still write the everybody-lives-in-the-Tower stories, even though canon’s pretty well established that that didn’t really happen. And for some reason it just makes me really happy that nobody has the same Tower. Sometimes everyone has their own floor, sometimes everyone has their own wing on the same floor, and sometimes they all share a bathroom they fight over in the mornings. Sometimes explosions from Tony’s lab down the hall from the kitchen set off the fire alarm in the living room, and sometimes Tony has so many labs spread across the building that they could go for weeks without seeing him. Is the gym down in the basement? Does it have a view of the city skyline? Is the building laid out in a straight line inside, or do the hallways loop so Clint can run in circles when he’s had too much caffeine? Are there Stark Industries chefs who make all their food, and housekeeping staff to keep the place nice, or does Steve make scrambled eggs in the morning and Thor vacuums the living room? We have no idea how the place works, but that doesn’t stop us and I love it.

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My freinds and I trying to act normal when our parents walk in