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[gotxpenny]

Prompts

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Angst / Hurt-Comfort

"Why won’t you just let me help you?"

"You think I had a choice? It hurt me to."

“You don’t have to pretend around me.”

“You’re acting like this doesn’t matter. Like I don’t matter.”

“I waited for you. I would’ve waited forever.”

“Don’t say it unless you mean it.”

“You left. And I had to pretend that didn’t destroy me.”

“Stop pretending you're okay just to make me feel better.”

��If this is goodbye, just say it. Don’t make me beg.”

“I take it back, I’m not sorry—I’m not sorry for loving you.”

“You’re not a burden. You never were.”

“Please—just come back to me.”

"I didn’t know who else to go to..."

“You can scream at me, cry, hit me—I don’t care. Just... feel something.”

“Can you honestly look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me?”

“It’s not your fault. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”

“I can’t fix you. But I’ll sit with you while you fall apart.”

Worded prompts:

A reunion in the rain after years of silence. Neither of them says what they really want to.

They wake up from a nightmare and realise they’ve been calling the other’s name.

One of them is injured, and the other can’t stop blaming themselves.

A letter that was never meant to be read is found—and everything changes.

One tells the other they’re leaving. The other pretends not to care.

Fluff / Domestic

“You’re warm. Stay a little longer.”

“I know it’s 2 a.m., but I needed to hear your voice.”

“You can’t just kiss me and walk away like that.”

“You always know when something’s wrong. It’s kind of annoying.”

"I made your favourite—don’t ask how I remembered."

“You remembered that? I only mentioned it once.”

“Wearing my clothes now? Bold of you.”

"What would you do without me?" / "I'd be a hopeless man."

“You talk in your sleep. It’s adorable.”

“If we get caught, this was your idea.”

"Oh dear, am I in trouble?" / "Only if you want to be."

“Let me brush your hair.”

“I like waking up next to you.”

"I love the way you say my name."

“You’re my favourite reason to stay.”

"Don’t move—this is the best part of the movie."

“You fell asleep on me. I didn’t want to wake you.”

"You've stolen my heart." / "And you've had mine from the start."

Worded prompts:

They fall asleep on the couch together, tangled in a blanket, a film forgotten in the background.

A lazy morning—coffee, unbrushed hair, soft silence, quiet love.

An impulsive "I love you" slips out mid-argument. It stops everything.

One of them has a nightmare. The other stays up the rest of the night just watching over them.

They have a “you’re the only one I want to come home to” kind of moment after a long day.

Tension / Slow Burn

“Say it like you mean it.”

“Do you feel that too? Or am I imagining everything?”

"I hate how much I love you."

"We’re not supposed to be doing this."

"Tell me to leave, and I will."

“That’s a dangerous look you’re giving me.”

“You keep looking at me like that...why?”

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

“If you kiss me right now, everything changes.”

“Close the space between us. Please.”

“Tell me to stop.” / “I can’t.”

“I didn’t plan on falling for you. Especially not like this.”

“We’re not just friends. Stop pretending we are.”

“You're jealous.” / “No, I’m protective. There's a difference.”

“You could’ve kissed me. But you didn’t.”

Worded prompts:

A training scene where one is clearly flustered being close to the other.

They have to share a bed. It’s cold. Only one of them is pretending to be asleep.

A touch lingers a second too long—and neither of them pulls away.

One of them almost says “I love you” and then laughs it off like a joke. But the other heard it.

An argument turns quiet. Their faces are inches apart. One breath, and everything could change.

Dialogue-Centric Prompts

“I’d take your pain if I could.”

“You’re the only person who ever saw me.”

“You could’ve died!” / “But I didn’t.”

“I’m not leaving. Not this time.”

“Stay. That’s all I’m asking.”

“Lie to me. Tell me you don't love me the way I love you.”

“You always know exactly what to say.”

“Don’t ruin this with logic.”

"Good luck," / "I don't need luck, I need you to not die."

“This isn’t how our story ends.”

Sad but Beautiful

“We could’ve had everything.”

“I’ll always find you.”

“Even if it’s not me, I hope someone loves you like I do.”

“This is the part where you forget me, isn’t it?”

“If I could live a hundred lives, I’d find you in every single one.”

“I missed you. Every version of you.”

“Maybe we met in the wrong lifetime.”

“You deserved more than this world ever gave you.”

“It hurts. Loving you hurts—but not loving you would kill me.”

“And if all of this ends tomorrow...I’m glad it was with you.”

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Reply or send an ask with something simple you’d like me to draw and I’ll pick some ones to doodle!

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[minimiance]

size difference kink but in the “i grew up being made fun of for being chubby so now the idea of a giant of a man being able to toss me around and tower over me without making my weight a problem makes me really horny” way, you get what im saying?

[kokytea]

Could you draw Anya getting angry at daisuke over their game. I think she deserves being more than just sad or scared

I bet Daisuke won with probably the worst card i can think of.

[skelecentral]

Crappy finger doodle requests are still open!

[daily-dragon-drawing]

#111 - 跨性別 (kuà xìngbié / transgender) - A dragon that transes your gender?! 🏳️‍⚧️💙💗🤍⚧️

[grumpoww]

Married Hilson 🗣️🗣️

[gaypirate420]

I WANT HIM ALL DIRTY AND CRAZY IDGAF.

[38livesalone-has3cats]

Hiiiii i have a request 😛

bob floyd gets a concussion and is flustered and embarrassed when wife!reader tells him they’re married, and he doesn’t believe her because she’s so pretty

muaahahahaha😈😈😈 I absolutely loveee this !!!

warnings/tags: v minimal hospital stuff, anxious reader, (y/n) used like twice, fluff, bob is sooo in love lololl, very quick nsfw mention, also bob is southern because I SAID SO, reader is lowkey southern too cause i am and i’m projecting🥀

wc: 1.2k

a/n: sighhh i love bob so much, this was so fun to write :] thank you for the req !! plsss keep them comin !

It wasn't very often you were invited on base. You aren't not allowed there, you just never really had much of a reason to spend the day over there. So that's why you're a little fidgety as you make your way through the parking lot of the small hospital on base. That, and you had received a worrying phone call this morning.

You were lounging at home- enjoying your day off- when your phone rang. You recognized the number from the very few times you had been called by one of your husband's supervisors. A doctor had informed you that your husband had had to make an emergency eject during training and hit his head pretty hard.

You had panicked immediately but the doctor assured you Bob would be just fine; he just has a fairly serious concussion and his memory and motor skills are a bit wonky at the moment. You finished up the phone call and rushed over as quickly as you could.

You aren't waiting in the lobby very long before a nurse leads you back to your husband's room. Your heart almost breaks at the sight of him in his hospital bed, looking absolutely pitiful. He's sitting up slightly with his head tilted back facing the ceiling, his eyes closed and his breathing a bit slower than usual.

"Bobby? Honey, how're you feeling?" You're by his side in an instant, one hand caressing his arm and the other brushing along his forehead as his eyes flutter a few times before his head tilts toward you. His eyes are a bit fuzzy, unfocused, but he's still got that light he's always had- like the sun itself has taken root in him and couldn't help but shine through. "'m doin' okay, how're you?" He mumbles, his tone completely serious. You can't help but laugh at him; those southern manners imbedded deep in him. "I'm okay, just worried bout you, Bobby." You run your fingers along the edge of a small bandage on his forehead, before turning and reaching for his glasses.

Carefully, you slide them onto his face and watch in amusement as his mouth drops open. You go to speak, but he beats you to it; "I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." A pretty flush rises to his cheeks and his eyes stay wide open, like he doesn't want to blink and miss any microexpression you might make.

"Oh, thank you, handsome." You grin, cupping his chin with one hand and leaning in to brush your lips against his gently. You're shocked when his shaky arms do what they can to push you away- there's not much force behind his wobbly movements, but you back away and look down at him with furrowed brows. "Nonononono, stop stop- 'm married." He frantically tries to get out despite the slur in his voice.

"Baby-" You start, fighting the giggle in your voice. He shakes his head, a beautiful pout taking over his features. "I love my wife. She's perfect- you gotta back up." His eyes screw shut, he turns his head away from you, and his shaky hands rub his eyes. "Her name's (y/n), she's fuckin' great- pardon my l-language." He mumbles, mostly to himself at this point.

"Bob. My name is (y/n). My last name's Floyd. I'm your wife." You reach out to gently grasp his wrists. Bob whips his head toward you so fast he's dizzy for a few moments. You keep your eyes on him, unsure whether to laugh or call for a nurse. Once his eyes really focus on you he seems to deflate, his arms falling to his lap and his cheeks quickly heat up a bright red. He looks.. nervous. "You okay?" You hum, slowly reaching out for him.

A beat of silence passes before he opens his mouth, his bottom lip trembling, "I missed youuu." He finally says- his hand shooting out to meet yours. He overshoots it a bit, though, and smacks your shoulder. You let out a relieved laugh, grabbing his hand and interlacing your fingers together. God, he really scared you for a second. "You're really my wife? How?" He asks, looking absolutely amazed as you run your fingers along his cheekbones.

"It's a very long story, Bobby. But I love you." You grin, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He lets out a dreamy sigh, reaching up with his free hand to grip onto your shoulder. "Yeah? God, you're so pretty." He blinks up at you, unable to fight the smile on his face.

For a moment, you're stunned by just how beautiful he is- pink cheeks, wide eyes, and a boyish grin; a little beat up and bruised but easily the most gorgeous man you've ever seen. You chest seems to swell up with all the love you feel for your husband. You feel a tugging at your shirt and realize he's said something to you. "Sorry, what'd you say, honey?"

"'m tryna sweep you off your feet, sweetheart- you're makin' it hard." Bob grumbles, letting go of your hand to grip at the front of your shirt so he can tug you down with both arms. You let out a breathy laugh, allowing him to pull you closer. "I'm so very sorry." You grin against his lips before giving in.

He tastes the same, he's got the usual enthusiasm, his technique's just a bit wonky. You honestly wouldn't change it for the world. The kiss only breaks when he's gasping and you have to push him away or he won't stop. It's his favorite thing- drowning in you; in your eyes, your lips, your pussy. God, just the thought of having you has blood rushing to his dick so fast he's a bit lightheaded.

You press one last lingering kiss to his lips before you're pulling back and turning to grab a chair. "Doctor said you gotta spend the night here so-"

"Need my pillow- need to move my pillow." Bob's voice is urgent when he interrupts you and you're letting go of the chair and running your eyes over him to see if anything's changed. "Where? Are you okay? You hurting?" You question him as you carefully slide the pillow out from behind him. He just furrows his brows and chews on his lip as you hold the pillow beside him for a moment. "Where do you want it, Bobby?" You repeat, worry clawing up your throat.

"My lap." One of his wobbly arms grabs onto the pillow and tugs it toward him- you don't let go just yet, your fear turning to confusion. A "Huh?" tumbles from your lips and Bob is grinning. "So pretty, my wife.. Gave me a kiss and I popped a boner." He sighs, still fighting with you for the pillow as he starts to giggle to himself over the word 'boner'.

You let go of the pillow with an incredulous laugh and watch as he settles it over his lap. Surely there's no way he's at full mast with all the pain meds in his system- you almost want to check- but you just shake your head and settle into the chair next to his hospital bed. You thread your fingers with his and settle your head onto his boner-hiding pillow, keeping your eyes on his as he traces his unsteady fingers along your features.

Bob stares at you in wonder, wondering what he could've done to ever possibly deserve having you. "My wife." He murmurs, reverently, like he can't quite believe it.

"Maybe we'll renew our vows when you aren't so hopped up on pain meds."

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OOoOoooOo you wanna draw tenna.... OoooooOoo this is not who you tjink it is....................... Mr. "Ant" Tennnaaaaa............ Tv time......

Thanks anon, geeee I really hope u aren't some weird cat shaped ink.....that would be unfortunate.

Drawing request #2

[loveafterlife]

"i shine only with the light you gave me,"

[minimiance]

Ghost who fucks NASTYYYY, he gets so sweaty and he’s licking the tears off your face, licks away sweat on your neck.

NASTY!! Has got you in a tight grip, one arm wrapped around your throat and the other wrapped tight around your waist to move your body against his as he thrusts harshly. Can barely moan because you feel like he’s stealing all the air from your lungs.

Licks your teeth until you open up and let him kiss you. Barely lets you breathe between kisses. When he gets close he just starts to thrust harder. Going as far as to get a foot on the ground for better leverage to pound into you.

Finally cums inside of you, rubbing you until you cum too. Loves the overstimulation of you squeezing around him after he’s painted your insides. Lets out the closest thing he could to a whine from the feeling, pressing his body as tightly against you as he can while he bites into your shoulder.

God he’s so gross and nasty i love him….

[astars-things]

In case of an emergency

Lando Norris x Reader

Summary- where y/n is going to watch Lando race and unexpectedly gets her period and finds out that Lando has an 'In case of an emergency' little bag in his backpack full of everything you need  

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"Hey baby", Lando cooed, walking up to you. You were standing in his garage, waiting for Lando to finish free practice "Hi, love", you said, trying to keep your distance from Lando as he was hot and sweaty. As much as you adored him, you weren’t exactly in the mood for a hot, sweaty hug right now.

Lando paused, eyebrows pulling together just slightly. "You okay?" you nodded "I’m just going to the toilet," you whispered quickly, brushing your hand gently over his arm as you turned to leave. As you walked to the nearest bathroom, you had a gut feeling that something wasn't right. By the time you reached the stall and checked, your fears were confirmed. A quiet groan escaped your lips as you stared down, suddenly unsure of what to do. No products, no bag,  you hadn’t brought anything because you hadn’t expected this. Of all days.

You sat there for a second, frozen. The panic crept in slowly. You didn’t know many people around the paddock well enough to ask. And Lando, he was in the middle of a race weekend. You didn’t want to bother him with this. It felt silly, even though you knew it wasn’t. 

Lando🧡- Hey, you've been in the toilet for a while, you okay?

y/n ❤️- No I'm not okay...I JUST GOT MY PERIOD 

You locked your phone, a little embarrassed, already regretting sending the message. But less than a minute later, it buzzed again.

Lando🧡- Don’t move. I’ve got you

About five minutes later, someone entered the Ladies' room "Hey y/n", Lily Oscar's girlfriend called out "Yeah," You answered, slightly panicked. Not really wanting to interact with people while you were going through a crisis, she slid a small bag under the stall "Lando told me to give this to you" Your mouth dropped open slightly as you stared down at the bag on the floor. You reached for it slowly, touched by the gesture, but also slightly mortified that your period situation had now become a whole team effort. 

You muttered a thanks before opening the bag to find. Pads, tampons, painkillers, even a mini chocolate bar, a hair tie and perfume. You felt your eyes beginning to water as it was the most sweetest thing, once you were all sorted you made your way to the Mclaren unit. You found Lando in his driver’s room, sitting on the edge of the couch with his race suit unzipped halfway and a water bottle in hand. The moment he saw you, his eyes softened.

"Hey," he said gently, getting to his feet. "Feeling better?" You nodded, managing a small smile as you stepped inside. "Much. Thank you."  He reached for you instantly, pulling you into a warm, slightly damp hug, but for once, you didn’t mind the sweat. It was Lando. He made everything feel safe, even the most inconvenient kind of chaos.

When you pulled back, he gave you a sheepish grin. "Hey, uh, do you still have the bag Lily gave you?" You raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why?" He held out his hand. "I wanna put it back in my backpack." You handed it over, curiosity blooming in your chest. "Wait this is yours, I thought it was lilys'?"

Lando nodded, looking almost bashful. "Yeah. I’ve had it for a while now. Started putting it together ages ago after you had that meltdown in Monaco 'cause you forgot tampons and no store was open." 

Your heart swelled, but you kept your tone light. "So, You made this for me?" 

"Pretty much," he said, unzipping his backpack and tucking the pouch carefully into the front pocket. "It’s not just for you, technically. I mean, yeah mostly you but Lily’s needed it once. One of the mechanics’ girlfriends, too. It’s just a little 'In Case of an Emergency' kit. Someone always ends up needing something at the track. Even Max borrowed a painkiller once."

You blinked. "Max?"

"Headache. Not a period," he added quickly, grinning. You stared at him, mouth slightly open. "You carry this around like, all the time?" He nodded like it was the most casual thing in the world. "Lives in my backpack. Next to my spare gloves and protein bars." He paused, eyes flickering up to yours. "Figured if I can’t fix everything, I can at least be prepared."

You laughed, the sound soft and full of love. "That’s actually one of the sweetest things ever."  He glanced at you over his shoulder, zipping up the bag. "You think?" "I know," you said, walking up to him and wrapping your arms around his waist. "Thank you for being an amazing boyfriend" You said kissing lando on the cheek 

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