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[ex0skeletal-undead]

Winter Captures the Night by EranFowler

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[jagalart]

We are all forsaken.

Morgott paintover/redraw I've made while waiting for Shadow of the Erdtree! I've created the original back when the game came out and I took a more experimental turn with colors there, but I've decided to go more classic with the new one. Hope I can draw him again soon!

[sugarchrry]

Sebastian Stan x Fem Reader

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌Decided to switch things up and write this next chapter in first person cus I felt like it’d make it more interactive/immersive. This chapter does have smut, hope you enjoy it!

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Whispers Past Midnight

Chapter 2:

The soft glow of the streetlights filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle dance of shadows on the walls of my apartment. The city hummed outside, a symphony of late-night traffic and distant laughter, but inside, the air was thick with an unspoken tension.

I sat on the couch, my legs tucked beneath me, a mug of steaming tea cradled in my hands. The warmth of the liquid did little to dispel the chill that had settled in my bones since the night before.

Sebastian stood by the window, his reflection a stark silhouette against the glass. His hands were tucked into his pockets, his shoulders tense, as if he were holding back a storm.

The silence between us was a heavy thing, a tangible weight that seemed to press down on my chest. I took a sip of my tea, the liquid burning my throat, a welcome distraction from the turmoil inside me.

I had woken up this morning with a pounding headache and a heart full of confusion. The memory of last night's events played back in my mind like a looped film reel—my drunken kiss, Sebastian's surprise, the way his eyes had widened before he had pulled away. I had seen the same shock and uncertainty in his gaze that mirrored my own feelings.

"Sebastian," I started, my voice barely above a whisper. "About last night—"

He turned to face me, his expression unreadable. "Bianca, I—"

We spoke at the same time, our words colliding in the air between us. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he gestured for me to continue.

"You go first," I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil within me.

He took a deep breath, his gaze dropping to the floor before meeting mine again. "Bianca, I care about you. A lot. And I think... I think I might be falling for you."

The words hung in the air, a declaration that sent a jolt through me. I had expected him to say something about the kiss, about how it was a mistake, but not this. Not this admission of feelings that echoed my own.

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. I felt a lump form in my throat, a mix of fear and excitement and something else I couldn't quite name. I took another sip of my tea, buying myself time to gather my thoughts.

"I... I care about you too, Sebastian," I finally managed to say. "But I'm scared. I don't want to ruin what we have."

He nodded, understanding in his eyes. "I know. I'm scared too. But I think we owe it to ourselves to explore this, to see where it leads."

I looked down at my tea, the liquid swirling in the mug. "You're right. We do."

He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to touch my cheek. His thumb brushed away a stray tear I hadn't realized had fallen. "We'll take it slow, Bianca. No pressure."

I leaned into his touch, the warmth of his hand grounding me. "Okay," I whispered.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. It was a promise, a commitment, a step forward into the unknown. And as we pulled away, our eyes met, and we knew we were ready to face whatever came next, together.

My heart pounded in my chest as Sebastian's lips brushed against mine, the softness of his kiss sending a shiver down my spine. I could feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles as he pulled me closer, his hands sliding around my waist. I melted into him, my own hands reaching up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer still.

The kiss deepened, our tongues dancing together in a rhythm that was both familiar and new. It was a dance of exploration, of discovery, of two people who had known each other for so long but were just now beginning to understand the depth of their connection. The taste of him was intoxicating, a mixture of coffee and something uniquely Sebastian, something that made me want to lose myself in him.

He broke away, his breath ragged, his eyes dark with desire. "Bianca" he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Are you sure about this?"

I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. "Yes. I want you, Sebastian."

He smiled, a slow, sensual curve of his lips that sent a wave of heat through me. He reached down, his hands sliding under my shirt, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist, the dip of my spine. I shivered under his touch, my body responding to his every caress.

He lifted my shirt over my head, his eyes never leaving mine as he tossed it aside. I felt vulnerable, exposed, but the look in his eyes told me I was beautiful, that he wanted me. He leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive spot on my neck, his teeth nipping gently as his hands cupped my breasts. I gasped, my back arching as waves of pleasure coursed through me.

He unbuttoned my jeans, his fingers sliding inside to trace the line of my underwear. I could feel the heat of his touch, the promise of what was to come. He pulled my jeans down, his hands sliding over my hips, my thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

He stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body, taking in every curve, every line. I stood before him, my breath coming in short gasps, my heart pounding in my chest. He was a vision, his body lean and muscular, his eyes filled with a hunger that matched my own.

He reached for me, his hands sliding around my waist, pulling me against him. I could feel the hardness of him, the evidence of his desire. I reached up, my hands sliding down his chest, his stomach, my fingers brushing against the button of his jeans.

He caught my hand, his eyes dark with desire. "Not yet," he said, his voice a low growl. "I want to taste you first."

He pushed me back onto the couch, his hands sliding over my thighs, pushing them apart. I felt a rush of heat, a wave of desire that left me breathless. He leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive spot between my legs, his tongue sliding over my most intimate place.

I gasped, my hands gripping the couch cushions as waves of pleasure washed over me. He was gentle at first, his tongue exploring, teasing, but as my body responded, he became more insistent, his tongue sliding deeper, his fingers joining in, stroking and caressing.

I could feel the tension building, the heat coiling in my belly. I was close, so close, and I wanted to come, wanted to feel the release that was just out of reach. But he pulled back, his eyes dark with desire, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Not yet," he said, his voice a low growl. "I want to be inside you when you come."

He stood, his hands sliding to his belt, unbuckling it, pushing his jeans down. I could see the evidence of his desire, hard and ready. He reached for me, his hands sliding under me, lifting me as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling the heat of him, the hardness of him, pressing against me.

He positioned himself at my entrance, his eyes never leaving mine. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice a low growl.

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes. Please."

He pushed into me, slowly, gently, filling me completely. I gasped, my body stretching to accommodate him. He was big, and I was tight, and the sensation was overwhelming. He gave me a moment to adjust, his hands sliding over my hips, his body pressing against mine.

Then he began to move, his hips thrusting against mine, his body driving into mine. I met his thrusts, my hips rising to meet him, my body moving in sync with his. The sensation was incredible, a mix of pleasure and pain, of heat and desire.

He leaned down, his lips finding mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his body continued to move against mine. I could taste myself on him, the sweetness of my desire mixed with the salt of his skin. It was intoxicating, a heady mix that sent me spiraling closer to the edge.

He broke away, his breath ragged, his eyes dark with desire. "Come for me, Bianca," he said, his voice a low growl. "I want to feel you come around me."

I could feel the tension building, the heat coiling in my belly. I was close, so close, and I wanted to come, wanted to feel the release that was just out of reach. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back, my body moving in sync with his.

And then I was there, the wave of pleasure crashing over me, my body convulsing as I came, my cries of pleasure filling the room. He followed me, his body shuddering as he came, his seed spilling into me.

He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in short gasps. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close, my body still pulsing with the aftershocks of my orgasm.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our hearts pounding in unison. Then he rolled off me, pulling me into his arms, his lips finding mine in a soft, gentle kiss.

"I love you, Bianca," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

I smiled, my heart swelling with love. "I love you too, Sebastian."

And as we lay there, our bodies entwined, our hearts pounding in unison, we knew that we had taken a step forward, a step into the unknown, a step that would change our lives forever.

[thecorvids]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Summary:

The modern world has fallen, the cities are rubble and millions are dead, but humanity survives. Prophecies are coming to be, heros are rising, the gods have arisen, and the earth mother has awakened. We follow Aspen Kane as she discovers her own families history and begins living her own. She'll find friends of all kind, and go on an adventure she could never have imagined in her wildest dream. Follow her in the aftermath of The Fall.

[hyydraworks]

Hi!! I absolutely love your little creatures, and I was wondering if you were planning on doing New Years dragons, like you did with the rabbits?

As it so happens I definitely plan on making dragons for year of the dragon! Going to be trying something new and having fewer dragons in each update, and making them more unique from one another.

This is the first fellow with just underglaze, but will have a handful ready for the March Etsy update! Thanks for this ask and the lovely words!

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[dreorcaul]

my female general zafim. I made her huge and also goth... I nEED to work on the script for her comic! speaking of which i'll post next week the 4 page comic I did of her and althel! this is an older piece of her but im rather still fond of it!