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His breath brushes against your ear and you squirm a little, his next words settling hot in the pit of your stomach.
“Ya brought me dinner, but what if I wanna eat my dessert first?”
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- Part 4 of tooth and tail
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plaything by zonalascension (commoncastor)
Fandoms: TWRP | Tupper Ware Remix Party (Band)
11 Sep 2025
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The cold, disembodied shaft hums in your hands, as if it’s waking up from the touch of your warm palm. You turn it over again, running your fingertips over the serial code stamped into the base of the steel.
H4-VV3.
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- Part 2 of steel and soul
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The tip of the tentacle rubs teasingly against the slit of his cock, and when he looks back up to glare, Phobos has a mischievous grin on his face. He wraps the ovipositor tighter around the base, curling into the thick fur, and it makes Meouch suck in a breath through his teeth.
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He sighs again, burying his face in the pillow this time, blushing golden light so hard it emanates through the stuffing.
Face still covered, he signs one word.
Eggs.
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- Part 1 of glow and grace
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Your laundry— your dirty laundry— is spilled across the floor like it’s been torn through in a frenzy. You can hear him panting, open-mouthed and hot, and heat creeps up your cheeks as you feel a tingle of arousal in your belly.
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- Part 1 of tooth and tail
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tooth and tail by zonalascension (commoncastor)
Fandom TWRP | Tupper Ware Remix Party (Band)
24 Oct 2025
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steel and soul by zonalascension (commoncastor)
Fandom TWRP | Tupper Ware Remix Party (Band)
12 Sep 2025
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glow and grace by zonalascension (commoncastor)
Fandom TWRP | Tupper Ware Remix Party (Band)
19 Jul 2025
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"Even after Aurora gave me the gift of true free will, I held onto my weapons," Ramattra says. "I was treated like a rabid animal and my kin were put down like they were before my very eyes. This is an experience that is, ironically, so human. But to an empirically limited number... that is an experience only Omnics hold."
Emre's surprised to feel a hand slide down the length of his thigh. Gently hooking his hand under Emre's knee, Ramattra raises his leg.
"There's no ports on my legs," Emre gets out, blushing.
Ramattra looks for another moment, then hums. He rests the limb back on the cold ground gently. "You do not share that experience, but we are so much more alike than you may realize."
Bookmarked by commoncastor
13 Apr 2026
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After a concert, Sung and Havve are summoned to an odd job across the galaxy, leaving Meouch and Phobos alone together on an icy planet. When Phobos comes down with an illness, Meouch has to figure out how to help him while trying to gain his trust.
Bookmarked by commoncastor
30 Oct 2025
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Phobos goes into heat, and tries reaching Meouch for help.
Bookmarked by zonalascension (commoncastor)
27 Jul 2025
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we were together, i forget the rest by harpmuto
Fandoms: TWRP | Tupper Ware Remix Party (Band)
29 Jun 2022
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It was the aching desire for someone, anyone, like him. Doctor Sung had always seen his own perpetuity as a burden, a curse, a life he was sentenced to. It was a longing for anything he had not to grieve anymore, something he could cherish, promising he wouldn’t be left behind at least this one time. A scavenged robot with a few parts replaced--including red LEDs screwed into the hollow holes of the eyes, an 808 drum machine fastened tightly for a heart, and now, Doctor Sung’s Device zapping brightly hovering in his chest.
Bookmarked by zonalascension (commoncastor)
30 Jun 2025
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Havve shutters his optics with a laugh only he can hear before shutting the whole thing down. ‘You should be asleep, Phobos.’ He signs as the red of his vision washes over them instead, body and chair creaking as he allows himself the luxury of leaning back. ‘In your nice, warm bed.’ The temptation proves too much then and he reaches out without warning, giving the slouchy fabric a lazy series of tugs, gauging the other’s reaction. It’s all purple and pink and black and stupidly soft, with a little mischievous face at the top grinning back at him.
And Phobos blinks a few times in response before giving a soft, breathless kind of laugh of his own. It’s half there, just like the Lepid, and it causes Havve’s amusement to flicker-shift-tumble out of him. ‘Dreaming the night away, not awake.’ He hesitates, fingers popped wide by his the black and red of his eyes. He thumbs his chin then. Shakes his head. Holds both palms up placatingly- a gesture of good will. ‘Not here.’
Not here, not here, not here.
Bookmarked by zonalascension (commoncastor)
30 Jun 2025