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Kokomi goes to Sara's house to do a school project, and because of a suspicious little audio she had been listening to the night before... some things happen.
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“Oh fuck, oh my god, well no, I want nothing to happen,” says Kokomi stubbornly, trying to avert her gaze from her crush, but Sara gently catches her by the jaw and forces her to hold eye contact.
“I’m asking you, Sangonomiya Kokomi, what you want. It seems to me that you’re really turned on, and if you’d like me to help out, y’know, I wouldn’t be opposed to it,” says Sara, looking her in the eye. "What do you mean you aren't opposed to it, that's not hot at all, sounds like you're just doing it for my sake," huffs Kokomi, looking away.
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Navia's heading to a party, where she's going to go meet the Champion Duelist Clorinde, who she has such a large crush on. Their interactions are intriguing, and it feels like something's going to happen...
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Navia dumbly nods her head, as she feels the lips of her crush briefly touch her gloves and she feels her ears burning at this moment, but she composes herself. “You don’t need to call me Miss… Navia’s fine,” murmurs Navia, and the dark-haired woman lets the statement hang in the air for a few moments, processing it before smiling softly at the blonde.
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DISCONTINUED, this will not be recieving future updates, so please keep that in mind before reading!
When she was a young knight, Jean Gunnhildr met Lisa Minci, a bright student headed for Sumeru Academia. With no promises being made between the two, the Knight keeps the mysterious brunette tucked away in her heart after a kiss on the cheek. When the Mage returns to Mondstadt, she reintroduces herself, and Jean is not about to let the oppurtunity of getting to know her pass by like she once did.
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An upgraded version of my friend (@0n1ybradp1tt)'s work because they're shit at writing smut, so as the seasoned author I'm here with a shitpost but not but shitpost type - fic, enjoy!
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Keqing has always been a skeptic about a lot of things, but the thing she's questioned the most is love. She knows how important it is to a lot of people, but it never really strikes her until she finds herself slowly falling for her best friend, Ganyu.
This story has been LEFT INCOMPLETE, AND WILL NOT BE RECIEVING ANY UPDATES.
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"Same! Even if I'm dating Beidou, I still have the most fun with you, Keqing. You somehow always know exactly what to say, no matter the situation," replies the qilin, her tinkling laugh echoing in Keqing's headset, before Ganyu wishes her goodnight and ends the call.
Almost immediately, a massive grin appears on Keqing's face.
She attempts to stop smiling so much from such simple words.
But she just can't help herself from loving Ganyu.
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Zoey had always known she harbored feelings for Mira. But Mira is the muse to everyone, admired from every angle. Mira never seemed to notice Zoey. Her gaze would glide past her, and each time, Zoey’s heart ached with quiet longing. Thus, these solitary visits to the bathhouse were Zoey’s only refuge. The only moments where she could untangle her thoughts, drifting in the warmth and silence as she pondered the ache Mira left behind.
However, Mira arrived today, clutching her heart as she shares the ripples of the bathwater with Zoey.
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04 Jul 2025
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Taste me by MaraNorii (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
13 Jan 2025
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“Holy shit,” Vi whispered, her eyes widening as she watched Caitlyn with awe and desire.
Caitlyn locked eyes with Vi, her expression daring and unrestrained. She brought her slick fingers to Vi’s lips, her voice a sultry whisper. “Here,” she said softly. “Taste me.”
Caitlyn’s breath hitched as she watched, her mouth slightly open. “Better than ice cream?” she teased, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re addictive, Cait,”
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Domestic Caitlyn and Vi, where Vi is a culinary talent and Caitlyn enjoys every bit of it. As their night goes on, Caitlyn seems to be quite interested in dessert and proposes to try something new. Vi is happy to please, as usual.
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- Part 4 of You really know how to shut me up
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Like a puppy in a sweater by MaraNorii (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
10 Jan 2025
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Caitlyn’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous edge cutting through her gaze. “Seeing things? Is that what you think this is?” Her voice dropped, low and angry. “She didn’t just look at you, Vi. She devoured you. Every lingering touch, every coy smile—it was all over you. And all I could do was sit there, watching, while someone else fawned over everything that belongs to me.”
Vi’s breath hitched as Caitlyn stormed forward, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she looked up, “Belongs to you?” she shot back, her voice laced with disbelief. “What the hell, Cait? I’m not some piece of—”
“You’re mine,” Caitlyn interrupted, her voice fierce and unwavering, cutting through Vi’s protests. “Every inch of you.”
“Then show me,” she challenged, her voice husky, daring Caitlyn to take what she wanted.
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At a fancy tailor’s fitting for a gala, Vi unwillingly models a bold suit while Caitlyn sips champagne and boils with jealousy over an overly flirty assistant, leading to a heated confrontation back home where Caitlyn firmly reclaims what’s hers.
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- Part 2 of You really know how to shut me up
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do the girls back home touch you like i do? by sevsgiirl
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
20 Feb 2025
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having feelings for the most feared woman in zaun had more cons than it did pros - her being popular amongst women and a regular at the brothel just to name a few. it hurt because you knew with her history there’s no way she’d return your feelings… right?
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From across the bar, her eyes caught the light as she looked up and over at the bartender. Underneath them was a storm, and it brewed every night. You'd follow them as she drank whiskey, neat; watching women, bottle girls or patrons she found attractive. Not like that was any of your business, though. You could've gave her a run for her money, with the way your eyes could wander.
Her existence to you was a passing thing, turbulent, unstable. But it simmers just enough, her presence suffocating, but never truly dominant. Perhaps that's why she glares, the bartender's hand trembling slightly as her fingertips brush his when she takes the glass herself. She wants you, someone- to know she was there. In the way storms do, too. Dampness to the ground, coolness in the morning, branches snapped, trees fallen. All you can do is wake up and idly process the aftermath.
You're chasing the storm. Her name is Sevika.