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under the stars one last time

Tamar x Nadia

A/N: NSFW - very, as in this is pure smut

Warnings: smut

Summary: The night before the ambush, Tamar and Nadia had disappeared early.

Word count: ~900

Tamar and Nadia had disappeared early. 

Tamar held Nadia’s hand and guided her towards the orchard with a sense of urgency. Once they’d disappeared from sight into the trees, she looped an arm around her waist and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. The other coming to gently caress the back of her head. Nadia slipped her arms up to hold both of the other girl’s cheeks. The kisses started off short and sweet, but naturally grew quicker and rougher. Tamar hands drifted to squeeze Nadia’s ass, smacking it as she gave a little yelp before moaning. That only seemed to fuel Tamar who kept one hand around her waist, another drifting up and down the sides of her body. Nadia’s nails left scratches on her back. 

Before either of them knew it, they’d both removed their tops, Nadia’s Kefta had been shed to the side a long time ago – and Tamar’s hidden knives and axes thrown on top of it – normally she was always careful with them, but this time that care flew out the window. Nadia leaned down to start kissing Tamar’s breasts, leaving a trail of hickeys across them – gently sucked on each nipple as Tamar moaned her name quietly. Nadia’s hands kept leaving scratches on Tamar’s back as she moved her way down her stomach towards her clit. She yanked on Tamar’s trousers, the other girl laughing as she helped pull them off. 

The laugh quickly turned into a moan as Nadia’s tongue found her clit. She flicked her tongue up and down, watching her lover unravel above her through her eyelashes. Her finger easily slid in into her wet cunt and pressed in the perfect spot. 

It was a short amount of time before Tamar began to feel her stomach tighten. 

“Baby .. fuck, baby don’t stop” she groaned, 

Nadia moaned into her, the vibrations adding another layer of pleasure.  

“Right there, right there” 

Nadia moaned again and Tamar unraveled, stifling the moans with one hand as the other gripped the back of Nadia’s head. Nadia slowly licked up and down the whole length of her pussy, cleaning her up. After a few moments, Tamar pulled Nadia up to kiss her. She kept eye contact as she gripped the bottom of her thighs and lifted her up so Nadia could wrap her legs around her waist. Nadia squealed as Tamar pushed her against the nearest tree. 

She let the other girl’s legs fall to the ground as she slowly left a trail of marks from her collar bone to her navel. Spending time caressing each breast, and gently biting and sucking on her nipples. Nadia started squirming, trying to rub her legs together to get some relief. Tamar loved to tease and it both excited the girl and drove her crazy. 

Tamar stood up and whispered in her ear, “be patient”. Nadia groaned but Tamar hid the sound with a rough kiss, biting the other girls lip hard enough to almost draw blood. But, Nadia loved it. Tamar’s hand had drifted up Nadia’s side, gently ghosting over her nipple before Tamar’s put two fingers in Nadia’s mouth. 

She made eye contact as she gently sucked on each finger, letting them out of her mouth with a pop. Tamar almost growled before bringing her hand back down to work at Nadia’s clit. Her fingers gently drifted over her folds, she looked up at Nadia who nodded, and Tamar began – sliding one finger in first, gently stretching before adding a second, and a third. She pumped her fingers in and out at a excruciatingly slow pace before Nadia had enough of it,

“Faster, please, fuck me baby” With that, Tamar set a brutal pace pumping in and out of her, and Nadia loved it – she bit into her shoulder to keep from screaming. 

“Be a good girl and finish for me” Tamar whispered in her ear, and that’s all it took for Nadia to come undone. Nadia was loud – really loud. Even though she was biting into her shoulder, Tamar hoped the others hadn’t heard. It would be incredibly embarrassing for everyone to charge over thinking there was some kind of danger. 

Nadia collapsed into Tamar’s arms, breathing heavily. 

“You don’t even seem tired”, she glared at her, petulantly, 

Tamar just chuckled and held the other girl in her arms. She gently lowered them to the ground, propping her own back up against the tree and letting Nadia curl up in her arms. She ran her fingers up and down her bare back – making goosebumps break out on Nadia’s arms. She kissed the top of her head, humming contently. 

“We should at least get our clothes on love”

“I just want to stay here forever” Nadia replied, 

“I wish we could little dove”. 

Tamar managed to convince Nadia to put her clothes back on, and they took up the same position – curled up against the tree. 

“What if … the worst happens?” Nadia replies hesitantly. 

“It wont”, Tamar said with confidence. 

“And if it does?” 

“Then we go down fighting, with honor”

Nadia nodded in agreement, it was morbid to think about but they both had the understanding that they would die before being captured – better to go down on a battlefield than destroyed by the Darkling’s nichevo’ya. But she brushed the thought aside, they would spend the night together where they belonged – in each other’s arms. 

Metamorphosis by Truthwatcher_Vez

Rated Teen, 3000 words, Masaka/Izzy Human girls liked cute things. Masaka liked cute things. …And Izzy, with her bleached-blonde hair and heart-shaped face and often-smiling lips, was very, very cute.

“I’m going to date an alien or two,” Izumakamo announced to the rest of the group, who were all gathered at their regular table at the Noodle Pupil noodle shop.  She lifted her chin in determination.  “It’s in my dramascope.  I’d never date one who isn’t hot.”

Shocked silence fell all around the table.  Tojin, Akane and Yumi were all staring at Izzy.  Masaka was staring too, but for entirely different reasons. 

Izzy was always saying startling, outlandish things.  It was part of her personality.  So it shouldn’t have been surprising that she’d used the news about the spaceship launch to share her opinions.  But this....  Masaka felt a little dizzy at the revelation.

Izzy wants to date an alien?

Akane recovered first.  “Your logic, Izzy, is… um....”

“Terrible?” Tojin spoke up.

“I was looking for something more politic.”

“Allegedly terrible?”

“You’ll see,” Izzy continued, completely unphased by their reactions.  “When I have both a handsome alien hunk and a curvy alien knockout fighting over me.”

Masaka continued to stare at her, unable to look away.  Alien… and female....

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Thinking, Overthinking, and a Pile of Letters by bridgeboy

Rated General, 6000 words, Khriss/Design and Cord/Rysn A philosophical treatise on the nature of love, masquerading as a fanfiction about two dorky scholars meeting for the first time. Design has questions, Khriss has answers... maybe. Beware spoilers across the cosmere!

Despite having her own office, Khriss preferred doing her research in the university's enormous library. Proximity to massive amount of information played into it, of course, but the bigger reason was that it was easier to get away from people and actually focus on her research. Her office was known to everyone at the university—why, it was known to practically everyone in Silverlight itself—and as a result, she had frequent visitors. The library, meanwhile, may as well have been a maze. It was easy to find a quiet corner far from distractions, and Khriss made a point to never hole up in the same study nook twice in a row; that helped make it much harder for people to find her on purpose. Of course, she'd still see other people as they wandered by, but they were just other users of the library; they never actually disrupted her.

Usually, at least.

Khriss looked up in surprise when she heard the scrape of someone pulling out the chair across from her. She'd been poring over maps of Western Roshar, and she'd been so absorbed in her thoughts she hadn't heard the newcomer approach.

They appeared to be a human woman, although Khriss knew that didn't necessarily mean much. Her long white hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun, and a tight, dark green dress showed off her frankly stunning curves. She seemed to be looking over the piles of assorted notes that were spread across the table.

"What are you working on?" the stranger asked.

Khriss ignored the question. "Who are you?" She was happy to talk about her work, but she wouldn't tell just anybody about it.

"My name is Design," the stranger said cheerily. She picked up one of the maps and started scanning it over.

Khriss wrinkled her brow, searching her memory for how she knew that name… Hoid's spren. Of course. She relaxed; Hoid was a pain in the ass, but he could be trusted—well, he could be trusted with knowledge of Khriss's current project, at least.

"I'm Khriss," she said. "I'm currently trying to get to the bottom of how a simple merchant on Roshar got a hold of one of the Dawnshards."

"Oh, Hoid told me about you. The famous scholar!" Design grinned. "Have you tried lifting up all your notes and checking underneath? Or… wait… that was a figure of speech, wasn't it?"

Khriss raised an eyebrow, then nodded slowly. She'd never actually met a Cryptic in person, but she'd read about their tendency to take things far too literally. "So Hoid is in town, then? What's he working on?"

"I'm honestly not sure!" Design let the map drop back to the table, eyeing a stack of letters. "Something about Aons, probably. Or Awakening. Something with an A. He said he didn't need my help but now I'm bored. Can I look through those?" She pointed at the letters.

"Uh, sure." With her concentration broken and distraction-free environment disrupted, there wasn't really any point in trying to get much work done at this point. Khriss decided she'd indulge a few questions from Design, then send the spren on her way.

Meanwhile, Design helped her self to the letters and began reading through them. Khriss couldn't help but notice how quickly she moved from one letter to the next—much faster than the average human could read. Fascinating. Would Design be interested in letting herself be timed?

Barely a moment passed before Design looked up. "The note on top is right, I don't see anything in here about Dawnshards." She wrinkled her nose and frowned. "Why are the letters written in two different languages? Also, does my facial expression look sufficiently confused? I still have a hard time getting confusion right. It doesn't come up much."

"You look kind of confused but mostly annoyed."

"Damnation, I'll have to practice that some more. Anyways, the languages? It would be more logical for them both to pick one to have their conversation in."

Khriss nodded. "It's because they were in love," she explained. "From what I can tell, they were practicing each other's native tongues."

Design quirked an eyebrow. "What does learning a new language have to do with love? They seem to like each other from all the 'I miss you' stuff but what does language factor in?"

Khriss sat back in her chair. How was she supposed to explain this? "Doing nice things for someone is a way to show you love them, through your actions instead of your words. Learning someone's native language so that they can understand you better is a really big action, and a really kind thing to do for another person."

Design hummed thoughtfully. "Would solving a complex math problem for someone show that you loved them?"

"Um. I guess so? If the person on the receiving end was really struggling and needed help."

"Does that mean all teachers are in love with their students?"

"No, definitely not."

"Why?"

"You don't have to be in love with someone to care about them."

"What's the difference between loving and caring?"

Khriss opened her mouth to reply, then stopped. There was a difference, of course, but Design's questions had her all turned around. "I… I need to think about that. It's hard to explain."

"Okay!" Design said, surprisingly chipper given that her question hadn't actually been answered. She put down the stack of letters and stood. "Thanks for the chat!"

And then she walked away, leaving Khriss sitting alone in stunned silence.

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FEMSLASH FEBRUARY DAY 1: SHARING

I might redraw this at some point in the future. First I need to learn how to color properly though

FEMSLASH FEBRUARY DAY 2: STYLE SWAP/CLOTHES SWAP

I shouldn't have taken so long, but I was so excited about doing at least one digital piece (and I had a huge ton of exams) that I lost track of time.

I'm hella proud of this one. Imagine my surprise when I managed to make it look good knowing my shitty skills!! Please, ignore the background. I'm trying, I swear!

Also, first time drawing Neptunia!! She's amazing, I definitely need more of her❤

And Morgana's face was a blessing to do.

Image being hot and waking up to your equally hot girlfriend after a smashing night

Definitely don't wanna miss out on f/f even if this is going to be a stressful month for me. Got 15+ other ships on my list that I'd love to draw!

Second day of femslash feb: Morag x Brighid  💜💙 I'd pictured this scene at the end of Xenoblade Chronicles 2, knowing their Kingdom will be save finally they can be there for eachother 

Kobayashi: "....Tohru are you actually listening?" Tohru: "Heheh no - ah y-yes I mean yes!" 

Casually teaching your dragon wife how to operate a pc. Meanwhile Tohru seems to be too distracted with other things 

I want to see more interaction between those two, they would make such good friends!! And fighting buddies >:)

Some angsty Athena x Junie, I would love them to be together, Athena cares so very much about her Juniper and yet Dual Destinies left me with the hc Thena’s affection is rather one sided. Still I have hope for them!

Bonus are some messy sketches of Athena, I love her very much and I just want her to be happy ;m;

soft franmaya kissing

you’re welcome ;D

My favourite victorian women, I need season 2 so bad ;w;

Wanted to draw these two cuties again :D

I’ve beaten the game two times by now, but I’m never getting tired of fighting her.

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[ID: The image shows a digital painting of two women sitting in a café/club setting. The characters depicted are the leg trainer names as Allegra and the female protagonist of the game Ring Fit Adventure. The nameless protagonist is is depicted with caramel skin tone and blue eyes. She wears a cropped top with black and purple colors, dark red boxer shorts and white sneakers. She is enjoying a purple smoothie while resting her muscular legs on Allegras’ lap.

Allegra wears her usual royal blue outfit and ponytail which points straight upwards. She is slightly hunched over. Her left arm is clutched to her chest while her right hand almost hovers over the others’ leg. Her expression is not easy to read: She vaguely looks in the direction of the players smoothie, her left eye twitched.

Background: Walls with a golden angular swirls pattern, mostly covered by the light green corner sofa the characters are sitting on. In the foreground is a low round wood table, partly covering Allegras’ legs. End ID]