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Prim, proper Zuko, who’s more of a monk than Sokka’s actual monk brother-in-law, has gone and gotten himself these sexy, diplomatic, tantalising, ritual nipple piercings. He got them for world peace, and now Sokka’s world is falling to pieces.
Zuko gets his nipples pierced for ritual purposes. Sokka needs to get his mouth on them.
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22 Apr 2026
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Druk and the Softka Parent Trap by SyciaraLynx
Fandom Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
18 Oct 2024
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20 Apr 2026
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i wonder how it feels sometimes (must be good to you) by Spades (bumblingbees)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
27 Mar 2024
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“You were a fucking menace in that apron and you know it. Wearing a damn strapless dress like that? I thought I walked in on a naked apron situation for a second.” Angel giggles, leaning down and kissing Husk, soft and slow. Husk returns it, claws digging in for a moment in a habitual movement before he pulls his head back. “I wanted to bend you over that counter and stuff you like those fucking manicotti. What a scene that’d be for the girls to walk in on, huh?” That sends a shudder through Angel and he grinds down, pleased to feel the other’s straining erection underneath him. “Can I bend you over that desk now, baby? Show you what I wanted to do to you in the kitchen?”
“Whiskey, please.”
“You know my name now, use it.”
“Husk.”
Or what if Husk was Angel's client before the hotel?
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- Part 5 of Angel Dust fics
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28 Jan 2026
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Ruby eyes burrow into his cheeks, suddenly heat sinks for the alcohol burning away in his veins and the latent humiliation of his rumpled shirt collar and open slacks. Alastor is hyper aware of the way his hair is sticking to his face, to the way his fur is standing on end and he does not know if its fear, or if this is what arousal is supposed to feel like- all of the little pieces of him reaching for Lucifer like starlight to a black hole.
“I want to fuck you.”
He doesn’t like the way those words taste in his mouth. They don’t belong to him, and anyways, they don’t feel big enough to contain what he means- that he wants to split Lucifer open and reach his claws inside to find the ticking mechanism of his heart.
“....What do you really want?”
TLDR; Post season 2 angst and comfort
NOW with beautiful art by the incredible Romanaxe <3
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01 Dec 2025
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No Husk can't make a fucking Mai Tai. But he can absolutely enjoy Angel’s new outfit.
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Crossing an arm in front of himself to grasp his elbow, Angel grins sheepishly. “That bad, huh?”
The ever present shorts, bow tie, and mid-thigh high boots remain, but the opera length gloves and jacket Angel prefers to wear on a day in have been replaced by a cropped sweater with a heart cut out over his chest. His lower arms and the midriff are bare, and the pale pink of Angel’s hands up top reveal the complete absence of gloves.
Angel looks so fucking comfortable. It makes Husk’s heart clench.
“You know damn well it ain’t possible for an outfit to make you look bad,” Husk says, folding his arms on the green bar top to lean toward him. He arches a brow. “A bender, on the other hand…”
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08 Oct 2025