#I’ll write anything

[cxthycc]

Anyways chat because i need a distraction rn like request a character/s or ship/s and a prompt to get a mini crack fix cuz I really don’t wanna get anxious asf

[sunmovesbehindyou]

hi. bored. send me fic ideas n i’ll write them for you ;)

[jayduztumb1r]

Hey guys my asks are TOTALLY open and I’ll gladly draw, write, or just talk about anything!

Totally send asks my way!

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[wrathofrats]

Shakes my ask box in front of you like neon colored baby keys

Oooooouhhhhhhuu u wanna send me requests so bad ooooooo soooo bad ooooo

[jealousjersey]

send req PLEASE

[martyfive]

SHHH… ma’s looking for you!

[gojoest]

the nerdy boy (gojo satoru) in your class keeps staring at you.

he’s a peculiar one.

he always sits in the front rows in the university lecture hall, and often raises a hand to ask or answer questions. sometimes he makes additions to what the lecturer said, other times — he makes corrections. he’s a blessing for some educators and a nightmare for others.

very smart. almost concerningly so. there are times when you think he should be the one leading the lectures instead of the professors. most of them seem uncomfortable in his presence, often glancing his way for a nod of approval during class, clearly distressed and wary of yet another academic confrontation, because gojo satoru — as much of a nerd he is — is not the quiet and easy type. he’s considered arrogant and hard to manage. perhaps, courtesy of having a threateningly vast knowledge and a unique way of justifying his point, which he seems to be very proud of. he’s almost cheeky when he speaks, using a respectful form of speech but with an undeniable and evident (very much on purpose) undertone of arrogance in the way those very respectful words come out of his mouth. it can drive a person crazy.

but every time he’s done speaking, he turns back to look at you. as if to check, if you are listening to him. to see if you notice him. as much as he tries to be subtle about it, you see it. maybe he thinks the strands of his fluffy hair that fall on his face and the glasses he wears help hide the direction in which he is glancing at.

but you see it, and soon enough you figure it out — that the nerdy boy in your class has a crush on you, that even a genius like him can become a bit stupid at times.

[trashmakerarticle]

Jason: no tim, it’s not the same. I make dead jokes, you make death jokes

Tim: I am failing to see how that’s any different

Jason: I didn’t want to die Tim. I didn’t make plans that would result in my own death, but you do. You plan to die.

[shelter-wood]

being an ffxiv fanfic writer is hard because you have to remember how to spell shit like merlwyb bloefhiswyn

[starbuck]

is this ship popular because it’s legitimately compelling or is it popular because it’s the easiest to decontextualize and write college roommate AUs about?

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Aroace Sonic Shadow pt 15

She lost him at the handholding part.

[sunmovesbehindyou]

i’ll write joshler blurbs feel free to send me rqs <3 no limitations i love writing all sorts of stuff

[shhwsper]

slowly getting motivated to work on my au again.. so after trial and error,

Goddess Poppy!

I tweaked some parts of her design just a bit. i really wanted to stress that goddess-like look for her because i felt that her old design was a bit flat and boring to look at.. so here’s the updated version!

i can imagine that she looked down on herself a lot. it’s a lot of weight to maintain such a steady upkeep of being a good leader, especially if you’re in a position as high as a deity, and she never really felt like she was doing anything right. there were definitely times where she got in her own head and accidentally caused a catastrophe down in Trolldom. (i don’t actually know what happened specifically.. yet. you guys can decide)

when she stepped down from her role as a goddess and started a new life in Pop Village, she really started to grow into her own;

Troll Poppy! (or whatever you wanna call her…)

wanted to keep her design simple as well as true to her character, and i hope i captured it well! of course it tugged at her heart to leave Viva and her father, but she holds them close with a few yellow and orange accents added to her dress! her love for them still burns the same.

[ovaryacted]

Real shit tho, I’m not gonna shut up about this movie anytime soon fr. I mean, the fact that Pedro is this rich man of color who is handsome, romantic and passionate, and like Dakota’s character says “a unicorn”…it means so much to me. Like I’ve been said I wanted to see Pedro in a romantic movie in a lead role, and this seems like such a perfect role even if he won’t get picked in the end cause sure, choose the brokie I don’t really care. I just really hope he’s in the movie for a longer period of time and I feel more confident that he might be after watching the trailer. But ugh, he’s written in a romantic narrative by a woman and I can’t wait to gobble it all up. I manifested this sooooo bad. He’s all I care about and I’m so serious. FAWK CHRIS EVANS AND HIS DEEP SIDE PART!

But I better see the fix-it fics for his character. Let that man happily be romantic by someone who wants him as much as he wants them! And I already know y’all are gonna have a field day with the sugar daddy fics, I can’t wait for that!

[stellewriites]

fem!141 thirst traps

simon: he doesn’t take it himself, is mid-way through his routine when one of the lads takes it and sends it to him with the suggestion of forwarding it on to you.

he does so with an unrelated text, “be home in half hour. leg day tomorrow :(” and he doesn’t think anything of it until you send back a stream of 👀 & 💦 emojis and ask him to keep you fully updated with before and after pics of tomorrow’s leg progress. all angles, you specify.

price: you message her first, a curious “wuu2?” in hopes of curing your boredom, and boy does she fix it. she doesn’t mean for it to be a thirst trap but the casual show of height and strength in her relaxed posture has your interest piquing immediately and you’re bugging her for the next hour for more snippets into her gym routine until she finally catches on and sends you a steamy photo in the gym showers with a promise to come occupy your time in person.

gaz: she’d message you at stupid o’clock, something baity like “just finished my usual yoga routine, but it’s not hitting like it used to 😪 we should try couples yoga, don’t you think? you said you’ve been feeling tight recently, i can help with that.”

and i mean the flash of bicep and tease of bush was enough to turn you to putty but the idea of getting a little stretching done under her hands was certainly something you’d never say no to either.

johnny: johnny’s surprisingly clothed in hers; as long as she can flash the nipple piercings and the size of her hands, she’s golden. flexing and keeping her trackies low slung to flash a tan line is just the cherry on top, a little extra to reel you in.

it’s probably the only time she's subtle; as soon as you reply anything vaguely complimentary or suggestive she's sending absolute filth right back - whether it’s in voice notes, scrambled texts, pics of her hand down her pants or pulling at the collar of her sports bra to flash her tits. she just needed the suggestion of permission before getting started.

alternatives:

johnny/gaz: i think they’d like a bit of competition between themselves, would send it to you with a cheeky lilt to the message, “who’s been working harder, babe?” or maybe “who looks better?” if they’ve riled each other up too much and need a third opinion to decide who’s made the most progress since they’re lifting pretty much the same weight and their stamina is just about level.

when you reply a flirty, “think we’ll have to run some tests at home” they don’t waste time finishing their sets before leaving.

simon: he rarely sends a posed selfie but when you request it (and maybe send an example photo of yourself first) he’ll oblige with his face covered.

finds it funny when you promptly send it back with red circles dotted all over and an almost blunt text, “this is where i’m going to bite you when you get home”, only there isn’t really any patch of skin you haven’t circled twice over.

price: she’s another one, like simon, that’s likely to have the lads take a candid photo and suggest she sends it to her missus. price would be in the locker room, half changed and laughing at something soap was saying when she catches gaz out of the corner of her eye.

it’s takes all three of them badgering her to send it unlike simon who did it without needing much convincing. but she’s glad to have given in when you send your own gym selfie back - tight workout shorts practically eaten up by the curves of your arse and thick thighs. one hand is pulling up your baggy shirt so she gets an unhindered view and she can see your cheeky smile in the reflection of the mirror.

[prettybabybaby]

rating: 18+. mdni.

pairing: regulus black x reader

content: noncon

regulus was nice about it, as he always was. after all he still cares about you in a weird way. teetering the line of mere lust and a sense of longing. that whisper of yearning was always enough to make his internal irritation dull and replace itself with begrudging acceptance.

you never let regulus touch you. you pushed his wandering hands away from your flesh that he craved to hold, turning your face away when his kisses became hungry. none of that took very long and the time only grew shorter the longer regulus went without.

still, regulus kept his gentle demeanor. he found more frustration settled in his stomach when he pushed too far and your eyes welled with water. though he was never sure which way. his pants tightened as much as his head began to beat with irritation.

you were vulnerable every time you tried to get regulus to understand time and time again, attempting to assert “boundaries”. boundaries that made no sense and had no business being applied to your boyfriend. hiding away from others was fine, it was preferred, even. but everything else about it was stupid in his eyes. valuing worthless opinions, seeking validation, and the like was stupid. regulus isn’t like your other boyfriends.

so, he truly doesn’t get it. he didn’t get it before and he especially doesn’t get it now. it already began. he already mouthed at your neck as he pulled you close, relishing in the weight on his lap, leaning on his chest as he held you tighter and tighter. his hands already shoved down your underwear, pushing past your the lips of your puffy pussy to find the swelling clit and clenching hole between them. he already pushed past the threshold, pumping his nimble fingers in and out of your gummy walls, mind spinning as he realized your walls were as soft as the rest of you. regulus already claimed his spot above you, nestling himself between your legs as he peered down at every inch of skin on display, wet with his spit.

yet, even as tears slip down your cheeks in thick uncontrollable streams and your breathing comes out labored, your hands still attempt to hide your body beneath your palms. it is pissing regulus off because despite the situation that even he can admit is vile, he is gentle.

his hands grip lovingly at your flesh. his teeth nibble softly at your body. his nose inhales every scent. his cock pulses and ruts into you with fervor as he chases his own release and attempts to bring you to yours. regulus can only hope you’ll change your mind once the waves of bliss that ripple through your body and your womb is stuffed full of his spent.