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im writing. im writing so hard guys. ive been playing date everything and obey me lately and i want to write that but you guys gave me 9000000 stardew valley requests. gotta do those firsttttt

but uh

gimme date everything and obey me requests too. ill do those too i promise

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Yall gave me requests then i hit writers blockkkkkk. Will write soon :>

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Ive got 4 requests lined up!! Ill start work on them this weekend. This month has been hell from blown out of proportion discord drama to getting a new job. Please have patience with me {and send me headcanon requests for me to do at work}

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Passion Fruit (Damara Meigido x Reader)

Damara x Reader

Word Count: 924

TW: food, swearing, drug and smoking mention, not a happy ending, unrequited love.  

A/N: I do not speak Japanese, and I am not going to pretend that I can. For convenience sake, Damara Meigido will be speaking English. I also have not read the Homestuck Epilogues, so they do not exist to me or this story. Its pretty non-canon, don’t come for me. I might do a sequel to this if I get enough notes on it. 

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It was still hard for Damara to be out in the actual sunlight of this new planet that was created by those kids. Damara didn't know their names, or at least she didn't bother to learn them or remember them. They weren't important right now, especially since she met you. You were interesting to her, to say the least. With the look of determination in your eyes when you were in a friendly strifing match with the loud troll, or when you had that sleepy look on your face as the sun sets. It mesmerized her time after time. She didn't know what this was, why she constantly thought about you while she half-heartedly flirted with others, or when she was rolling her blunts and cigarettes.

She was pulled from her thoughts as you bounced over, something cupped in your soft hands, the noon sun shining off your hair. With a small tilt of her head, she opened her mouth to speak, her thick accent lacing her words.

"What have you got, (y/n)?" Was the question that was asked in her rough voice, her hand brushing back the loose hair that framed her face.

"It's a passion fruit! Rose alchemized some for me, and I wanted to share them with you!" You do a small happy dance, twirling in a circle before plopping down on the ground next to her, the smell of dirt clinging to your clothes. You must have been helping the barkbeast girl in her garden today.

Damara's face twisted in more confusion. "A passion fruit? Does it cause passion? Is it a mating ritual for humans?" The questions kept coming before you silenced them with a small laugh.

"No, no. Nothing like that! Here, try it!" You were certainly excited as you pulled your pocket knife out of your pocket and cut the fruit in half, handing her the slightly bigger piece. The rust blooded troll sniffed at the interior of the fruit, before recoiling back in slight shock.

"It smells sour. I don't want it." Damara hands it back with a small face. She wasn't one to enjoy sour foods, no matter the amount of persuasion. This caused you to frown slightly, disappointed.

"Oh, um. Alright. I might have a candy bar in my sylladex if you want that instead?"

The mention of chocolate made the other perk up, a small smile forming on her lips to show off her pointed fangs. "Oh, yeah, I want that." You were already pulling it out of your 'dex, handing it to her a few moments later.

"Damn, I love chocolate." She murmurs, ripping apart the wrapping to break a small chunk off, shoving it in her mouth a bit haphazardly. You watched in slight amazement, your eyebrows raising a bit. Damara thought it was cute, along with all of your other facial expressions. She thought you were cute and didn't have a second thought about it. Lots of people were cute, and that's that. Nothing more to it, or so she thought. She didn't realize she was studying your face before you cleared your throat, cheeks red with embarrassment.

"You're staring again. Can you please stop? The stares make me uncomfortable." You pull at your jacket collar a bit, eyes searching the ground as if to find something to take the embarrassment away from the situation.

"Oh, sorry I guess." Damara wasn't used to apologizing for things, especially as small as that, but every time she said sorry for something, your lips pulled up in the small, awkward smile as you mumbled a small 'it's fine' to her. "This chocolate bar is good."

You half-smiled melted into a full smile quickly. "You think so? I alchemized a bunch of it for Porrim and I a few days ago. So I just carry a bit around with me now, just in case I need it." You explain in your puppy-like state, mumbling around a mouth full of passion fruit. Though this time, Damara couldn't share your excitement, not in the slightest.

"Porrim? Why were you hanging out with Porrim?" Jealousy laced her accent, dark eyebrows furrowing tightly. Once again, you looked awkward, but you had that smile on again.

"Well, um, she asked me to be her matesprit! So it was kinda like a date I guess!"

Those were the last words Damara wanted to hear. "Matesprit?" Her voice was a tad bit shaky. She didn't, couldn't, hear your response. Her thoughts were rushing around in her head, screaming in a mix of Beforus, Japanese, and English. It was so bad, she couldn't even understand it.

"I've gotta go." Her words cut you off in mid-sentence.

"What? Why? What's wrong-"

"I just have to go." She was up in a heartbeat, half-eaten chocolate falling to the ground as she rushed away, back to her hive. She wanted to forget it. To forget your smile, your curiosity, your friendly touch.

She wanted to forget the smell of passion fruit on your fingers, and now on her clothes. 

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OOPS

YALL I JUST FOUND MY OLD WATTPAD. IMMA BE TRANSFERING STORIES OVER. THEY ARE GONNA SU C K LMAO

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Roleplay

I think this is a good time to say: I roleplay!

If i write for it, I rp it (though I only rp as my oc, sorry guys!)

But rping helps me get fics out faster, so if anyone wants toooo,, dms are open for adults!

also, add my discord!

Discord: loverbaby (pfp is astarion!)

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Max and his unruly boys

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Ahh screaming!! So many requests!! Im working on a sebastian (sdv) x reader rn!! Got an Elliot headcanon list behind that, then a danganronpa one!! Send more send more!!!

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How do you feel about the anime Bleach?

Haven't seen it! Im a few chapters into the manga, but im not sure if I'll finish it ♡

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Can you write Deidara x male reader?

Beep beep boop bop here you go!!

Robes

I hope you like it!!

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Deidara x Male!Reader: Robes

Word Count: 880

Warnings: slight Nsfw (no actual sex), bratty deidara, dom reader, boner mention. I'd prefer if minors dni.

A/N: i have NEVER written for a male reader before!! I hope this is good ♡. Anon didnt give me many details so I kinda improvised, hence why its not a full smut.

Deidara was growing bored with the cold shoulder you have been giving him recently. He didn't mean to get clay all over your robes. He also didn't know Konan would make you scrub them clean. Not that he could blame her, Konan got most of the cleaning chores around the compound.

But this? This week long game of seeing how long you could ignore him for? It was getting out of hand. You have been hiding from him for days, turning your nose up when Deidara would approach you. Petty, childish responses to a complete accident!

The issue? It wasn't an accident. If it was, Deidara wouldn't have immediately asked you to undress so he could "assess the damage" in his words.

At the moment, you were with Hidan, training quietly by yourselves. You rarely worked together, but it was another way to grind Deidaras gears. Especially when the blond wandered his way into the training area, staring at the two of you. It was like was was hoping you'd both explode from the glares.

Much to his disdain, you didn't. So instead, he wandered over to you, arms crossed over his chest. His attitude radiated from as he leaned his head back to hold eye contact with you. You hide the smirk that was starting to form, glad your height was being used as an advantage.

"You owe me." He starts, hip jutting out to the side as he tosses his ponytail over his shoulder.

You raise your eyebrows at him. "I owe you? What exactly do I owe you besides a kick in the ass?" You counter back, copying his exact pose. "May I remind you that you're the one that ruined my robe. Not only did I get a verbal beating from Konan, but also Kakazu since he had to fork over ryos to get me a new one.

Deidara started to look sheepish, his posture relaxings slightly. His cheeks started to flush a soft pink as he averts his gaze from you. His hands wring nervously as he tries to find something to say, finally settling on a "Has anyone told you that you look handsome today? The anger really brings out your eye color."

You say nothing shifting your weight. You seemed too tall to him now, too big. By the ancestors, it was hot.

He waited for your response, which was taking too long. You were getting caught up in your thoughts, watching the rest spread across his nose and cheeks. He looked nervous, he looked delicious.

"I think you owe me." You finally say, straightening your back even more. You were seemingly towering over him by now, causing him to take a small step back.

"Owe you?" He cautiously repeats, taking a second step back. He was glancing between you and the door, trying to judge if he could get out before you could get him. Didn't take him long yo decide, becaue before he could move again, you had gathered up a fist full of his fishnet shirt and was practically dragging him out of the training room.

He knew the path to your room like the tongues in his hand mouths. He knew the second you turned left thats where you two were heading. His feet struggle to keep up with you, knowing that if he slipped or missteped, you would just drag him along like a doll.

A doll. Thats what he felt like as you open the door to your area and haphazardly drop him onto the floor. He scrambles onto his knees, looking up at you with the bluest puppy eyes. He didn't even need to try and look pathetic, it came naturally to him, to your amusment. You loved the way he would blink up at you, and at this moment you couldn't decide if puppy or doe described him better.

You study his face, his body language, his everything. The minutes dragged out, causing Deidara to squirm a little in his kneeling position. You had him so well trained, so obedient. Yes, he got on your nerves. Of course he was annoying at times, even a little bratty. But seeing him like this, kneeling, waiting, was enough to erase your irritation at him.

Instead, it was replaced with a sort of pride. The kind that swells in your chest and makes you feel all warm and content.

Not to mention, makes your dick throb like it's never done before.

You crouch in front of him, a smirk tugging at your lips as you grasp his chin. You turn his face this way and that, examining his jaw and his neck, looking him over.

"You've ruined my robe." You start, grip tightening on his jaw. It was surely going to leave finger prints.

"I've already apologi-" his words were cut off as you press your thumb into his mouth, applying pressure to his tongue.

You click your tongue in a soft scolding, shaking your head. You watch as his cheeks heat up again, a smirk appearing on your own lips.

"And because you've ruined my robe.." you try again, watching as his eyes grow wider. The anticipation was killing him, and you caught the shudder that ran up his back.

"I'm going to have to ruin you."

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Thank you very much for the sequel of Annie and Hange! It was fun to read! It means a ton that you took time to make it. I hope you have fun writing more, it's really nice to see you active again 😊

OwO im glad you enjoyed it!! I've recently made some personal changes in my life so I've had more time to focus on me and my hobbies (including writing!) Ive even been playing more comfort games as of late and its SOOOO good for my writing. If you have any more requests, please send them my way!

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Ooo requests. Im working on the Deidara x Male!Reader rn! I work on them as i get them so if you have a request please leave it in the inbox!! (You can post anon ♡)

I also want to start a tag list so leave an inbox with the account you want me to tag when I post!!! I love the love guys!!!

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Stardew Valley Masterlist

UNDER CONSTRUCTION: LEAVE REQUESTS

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I really like your story wit Annie and Hange as the fairy who made her nose grow. Is there any way a sequel could be made? It was funny and cute! It's not a problem at all if you prefer not to <3

OKAY YOU GUYS WIN /lh /nm /t

heres pt my love!!

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Annie and the Blue Fairy pt. 2

Word Count: 760

A/N: You guys wore me down!!! heres part two!!

Warnings: N/A

Annie and the Blue Fairy pt. 2

Annie was royally pissed now. She couldn’t do anything but hang her head in shame every time she passed a group of cadets. That stupid.. That stupid thing! She was certain it was a fairy, but no one believed her. Even listening to herself tell captain Levi, she sounded crazy. He was so confused by her story, barely even listening to it as he stared at her now foot-long nose. 

She was nothing but an anxious mess for the following days, knowing nothing would take the attention from her nose. She would spend the nights trying to physically remove the size, from pushing down so hard it caused her nose to bruise to trying to pull it off. Each attempt made her groan in a fit and sleep with a pillow over her eyes to try and block everyone and everything out. 

She had just about given up, cleaning up one night after dinner, when the familiar blue light flashed next to her. She turns her head to face the fairy again. The familiar looking fairy had a stupidly cocky smirk on its lips, wand already tracing the bridge of Annie's elongated nose. The movement caused Annie to flinch back, swatting at the fairy with the spoon she was washing. 

“It’s you!” Annie yelps out, causing the fairy to tut her tongue and wiggle her finger, as if it was scolding a naughty child. 

“Yes its me. Did you think I would leave my experiment to fend for itself? Look at it!” the fairy hums, now running her finger up and down the nose. 

“Just get rid of it!” Annie once again tries to grab at the creature, but was too slow. 

The fairy crosses its arms and huffs. “You can’t make a demand then attempt to attack me! It’s obvious now that you are uneducated, you dolt!” 

Annie couldn’t contain her rage, her cheeks fading to a bright red. Her hands clench by her sides and she takes a deep breath to attempt to calm herself. 

“What..” she starts, trying to formulate the words. “Do you want? I’ll do anything.” She finally pleads out. 

“I just want the truth, dear child.” The fairy defends, waving her wand so her notepad appears again. “Tell me about your education level.” 

Annie groans, tossing the spoon into the soapy water. “I told you! I didn’t go to school!” 

“Did I even mention school?” The fairy counters, waving her wand. There was a tugging sensation at her ears and her hands clamp over them. 

“No! You can’t stretch my nose and my ears!” She protests, tears already pooling in her eyes. “Please! I only know how to read basic things!” She admits. 

The fairy finally seemed satisfied with this answer, the tugging halting. Annie bit back a sigh of relief. She takes a breath and continues. 

“I was only taught combat. Only enough reading and math to get through life.” She didn’t want to spill all of this, the risk of someone finding out that she was uneducated would cause them to pick on her. She could handle bullies, but shame was another bully altogether. 

The fairy writes that down, nodding. “History? Biology?” 

Annie shakes her head and her ears start to go back to their normal size. The creature smirks at this, scribbling aggressively on to the notepad. The creature continues to fire off rapid fire questions from school subjects, even asking some math related questions and spelling challenges. Annie, of course, took too long to spell water adding a silly h after the w. 

The fairy was having a blast, laughing but slowly returning her nose to its normal size with each humiliating answer. 

“Final question,” the fairy taps her pen on the notepad. “Why did you not attend school. A real answer.”

Annie, desperate for the last inch to fall off of her nose, could only shrug. 

“I don’t know! I was never given a reason. Please, I’m telling the truth!” She begs, hands clasped together. The fairy only clicks her tongue and vanishes with a flash of blue light. Annie desperately grasped at her nose. It was still too long, but it was a lot less noticeable. An extra inch? No big deal right? She could live with an extra inch. 

She sniffs, before freezing. She couldn’t smell anything. Not the soap in the sink, not the leftovers from dinner, not even the dirt on the floor. Nothing. 

That damn fairy gaver her her nose back, at the cost of her smell.

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I think it’s time for a new introduction post!

Hi, I’m Carter! You can also call me Clemmie/Clementine! Im a 21+ fanfic writer who has been writing since elementary school! I am always chowing down on new media so I am constantly adding to my fandom list!

Below, you can find some more information on me, my dos and donts for requests, and my new masterlist!

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Name: Carter, Clementine/Clemmie

Age: 21+

Likes: Tanukis, raccoons, purple, sushi

Dislikes: Fanfic warriors {those that critiques “bad or non canon” fanfics}

DNI: homophobes, transphobes, racists, the normal dni

Will write:

* Canon x reader

* Canon x Canon

* Smut

* Fluff

* Angst

* Gay/Trans

* Headcanons

* pretty much anything thats not in the next category

Will NOT Write:

- Anything to do with OCs

- Gore

- Noncon/ r4pe

- Ageplay/underaged

- Anything morally or legally wrong

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Masterlist

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