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“I smell burning,” Gemma murmurs against Mark’s throat.
Mark hums, her eyes still closed, clearly more interested in the press of their bodies together. “It’s probably fine.”
Written for Sapphic Severance Week, Day 3: One Person Feeding/Cooking for the Other.
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21 Mar 2026
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Daisuke seems to have taken a liking to Anya (though he assures he doesn't). He tries to confess but things go a bit differently than expected.
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15 Dec 2025
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13 Oct 2025
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Anya pushes you against the abrasive, barky surface of a sturdy tree as she kisses you. Her hands find a comfortable place on your chest, her lips crashing against yours.
This isn't how you expected to spend your run through the woods with her, but you aren't complaining. In fact, you're a bit too busy kissing her to say anything at all, much less complain. When you deepen the kiss, Anya lets out a soft, eager groan against your lips. The birds sing a joyful song in the trees above, blissfully unaware of what the two of you are getting up to.
kinktober 2025, day 6: outdoor sex
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- Part 6 of Anya/Reader Kinktober 2025
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06 Oct 2025
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through the vapor, see the inside of her head by honey tea (steviatea)
Fandoms: Mouthwashing (Video Game)
18 Jan 2025
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Then there are days like today. She doesn't wake up screaming or start crying over nothing—she just feels very little of anything. She feels numb, for a lack of better ways to put it. Even the exciting things, like studying for her class or the promise of a little fast food treat after she finishes her studies, are dulled in comparison to normal. It isn't fun; it's frustrating and bothersome, and it makes Anya wonder if something inside her is truly broken and left unfixable by what she's experienced.
…but then you take care of her, and you make her lunch, and after that, you sit close to her on the couch and smile warmly every time she looks at you. You hold her hand and play with it while she idly reads a textbook that she can barely pay attention to—the attention of which is entirely robbed from the book when you bring up one particular topic.
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19 Jan 2025