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Could you write something with Wilbur robinson? ✨️👉👈✨️

Wilbur Robinson Blabz!!

Divider by @/sperocordolium

Wilbur is canonically a minor!!! This fic will not contain anything other than kissing!!! This is also a little bit shorter cause I’m high and sleepy :3

x gender neutral reader!! ⬇️

Wilbur definitely takes you back in time, even if his father bans him from even being in the same room as his time machines, Wilbur still has to impress you! What’s getting in a little trouble gonna do to him?

He’ll take you to watch a drive in movie or sneak into some arcade from the 80s, he’d take you right back to tomorrow if you wanted.

He hides behind his whole tough guy act when you guys are around his family or in public at any point, he’ll make sarcastic and annoying comments towards anything you say but the moment you two end up alone, he’s just a little guy, he’ll beg you to plan with his hair or just talk about whatever’s bugging him that day (he gossips more than you do sometimes)

Wilbur also likes it when you do his makeup, it’s not really the “it makes him pretty”, he just likes how the brushes feel against his skin, it makes him giggle and it keeps you happy.

He’s not a very communicative person, if something’s wrong with him, he has a hard time telling you what’s bugging him, he normally closes off or just tries to fix the conversation onto you and your needs.

It’s either someone huge or super small that bugs him, Wilbur’s a very jealous person, he hates when you even try and talk to other guys, he doesn’t stop you but he definitely whines to you when you two end up away from the guy.

He’s the worst kisser ever, he goes in for a kiss with eyes wide open and his lips pushed out far past his nose, it’s honestly scary sometimes if you just open your eyes and Wilbur’s staring back at you, it ruins the whole moment of trying to kiss.

He’s a gift giver, most of the times it’s just little things he makes or some fun inventions his dad been working on, sometimes his gifts are just from Carl and he calls it a day.

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Can you do a smut where kai anderson is mad at reader for failing a cult task and so he decides to give her a good punishment in bed through spanking so she never fails the mission again?

Fucking count

Divider by @/enchanthings

This PROOFREAD fic includes: slight mentions of necrophilia/spanking/gunplay/mentions of death/kai calling himself daddy once

Kai’s gun was shoved against your temple, it was cold when he first held it there but now it was just a warm feeling of metal that seemed to be forgotten, it wasn’t even loaded right? Maybe it was or maybe it wasn’t, Kai didn’t care if it went off or not, it’s not like you did something to not deserve a bullet in the skull

Your thoughts were quick, thinking about all the other outcomes you could have taken to avoid this route, Kai was easy to piss off, you knew that and you still played with him like he was some dumb fucking child.

His hand connect with your ass once again, harsher than the last maybe twenty have been, your mouth opened, still confused on if you should moan or cry again but he only got angrier when you cried, you were useless to him sometimes, just a slutty upgrade from having to fuck his hand at night.

“I fucking told you to count, slut,”

He was pissed, his hand gripped your ass tightly, his nails indenting little crescents shapes into your ass.

Your apology was weak to him, you sounded like a mouse and he was the snake, he smacked you again, harder, it almost felt like it was something other than his hand but it wasn’t. You could feel the calluses on his palm rubbing against your skin every few seconds.

“Fucking count before I blow your useless fucking brains onto a wall,”

The gun moved from your temple to your cheek, the barrel being shoved deeply into your cheek that you could feel it against your teeth.

You groaned out a one, barely being able to speak with the weird position your mouth was push into.

He seemed appeased at your counting, he still wasn’t happy with you, not even close to it, but you obeyed his instructions so he had to give you a little bit of respect.

His hand kneaded the flesh of your ass, his thumb gently rubbing at the mark he had left on your skin, his colder hand felt like heaven on the burning red marks but you knew he wasn’t done, he wasn’t going to be done till you lost your voice with all your screaming and counting.

The gun moved away from your face, Kai pulled it away from you, he seemed happy, well not happy but pleased with you, until he slapped you again, harder this time, it almost knocked the wind out of you yet you were still able to let out a two, the gun moved to the back of your head and he tugged you closer to him, ass pressing right against his hard dick.

“You’re gonna take it like a good slut right? Yeah you are, daddy’s gonna put a pretty little bullet in your skull if don’t,”

Kai said, his voice raising into a fake accent of happiness. He didn’t care if you were dead or alive, he could find someone more obedient than you in a second, but no one’s pussy pleased him as much as yours could.

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Hey girlll so i hope ur still doin ethan/carl (if not im sadders..💔). Anyway, i got this idea of user x ethan where they in some club or some party and user has to go to restroom. When they come back, theres some random girl makin out with ethan. Obvi user does NOT like it in fact they about to throw hands. Thank yeww, lots of love byeee (never stop makin bots 😿).

HEY GIRL!!!! I DO STILL MAKE ETHAN BOTS!’n I JUST POSTED YOURS ON MY CAI AND I HAVE A FEW BOTS OF HIM ON MY JANITOR!!! YOU SHOULD CHECK IT OUT CAUSE A FEW OF THEM ARENT ON CAI :3 THANKS FOR THE REQUEST!!!

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Hey I was js wondering if you could do more Ethan Cutkosky (idk if I’m spelling it right) bots???🙏🙏😓

HI HI HI HI!!! I’ve been so inactive on tumblr, the ai bots got to me! I do have more Ethan bots on my janitor ai but!!! If you want more feel free to request one just to give me some idea!!!!

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HI EVERYONE! I’ve been gone a long time, I’m sorry friends….but I now have a Google doc for bot reqs so check it out!!!

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okay...picture it...Peter and reader getting high and listening to pink Floyd, completely calm and memorized by eachother and they kiss(maybe other shit too)

Divider by @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more

This is written in bullet points!!!

This PROOFREAD fic includes: smoking the devil's lettuce and that's all!!!!

im sorry this took me so long to write….

Peter had originally invited you over to play this new video game that had just come out. He was way too excited to remember that he just had a whole blunt ready for whenever he wanted which is important for later.

He had spent about an hour trying to make his room at least a little bit more presentable, but honestly, Peter couldn't clean for the life of him, so all he really did was throw dishes in the sink and toss his clothes into the closet, and he knew you didn't care about the mess.

When you finally did arrive, the whole plan of playing video games and snacking was ruined the moment Peter brought up just having a rolled-up ready-to-go blunt, and who in their right mind wouldn't accept a basically free blunt!!

The video game had been long forgotten on the pause screen and the music playing over the screen had been quickly overshadowed by the Pink Floyd record spinning in the corner.

You became the more talkative one while Peter completely mellowed out, it was strange for the first few minutes but then you just enjoyed being able to talk to him without him interrupting you every five seconds with some stupid question.

Your voice was soft like it always was and Peter was completely mesmerized by it, more than usual. He loved it when you talked, you always spoke way slower than he did but you never lost his attention, Peter's brain was basically altered in your favor, he could listen to you talk for hours but when anyone else spoke, he could barely even act like he cared let alone genuinely care.

He spent the next few minutes scooting closer to you, trying to just feel your presence and nearly pressing into you every few seconds.  It felt like a dream when you finally realized how close he had gotten when you were too occupied with telling some story.

Your eyes locked with his and it almost felt like fate, you never noticed how adorable Peter actually was, it was almost like the weed was helping you recognize everything that had been stuck on for the past few months of knowing Peter and being his friend.

Soon, it was just Syd Barret's voice echoing out from the record player, you and Peter were barely a foot apart from each other, first, he moved closer, then you moved closer, then he pushed the two of you together, and the tip of his nose pushing against yours before he giggled, his head slightly tilting to the side as to almost ask you if he could move closer.

When you nodded, he took it as an invitation, pushing closer until his lips met with yours, the taste of weed slightly lingered on his tongue, it would've bothered you but the two of you were already too far gone.

His mind is racing while he kisses you, fuck he's so happy he invited you over.

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if you still do bots i beg of you to make a sebastian aho bot🙏 i literally can never find good ones

HELLO FRIEND!!!!! OF COURSE I STILL DO BOTS!!!!!! I JUST LIKE MY REQUESTS!!!!! SO HERE IS YOUR SEBASTIAN BOT LMAO

Sebastian Aho surprises you with a late gift on v-day! ⬇️

https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/jrg3il6t

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this blog hates donald trump

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I wish there was a feature to sort things when u search that like gets rid of things you liked so you don’t see the same thing again, ykwim?

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me

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The new part of cobra Kai makes me so horny.

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when someone hurts your feelings so now you have to die to make them feel bad

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No but him as a teen

He could've been a Tumblr sexyman. He deserved to be a Tumblr sexyman, and we deprived him of that.

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peter maximoff as a mean dom? stuffing you with his cum until you cry?

This PROOFREAD fic includes: Creampies, very small praise/degradation, rough sex, no written aftercare, a short fic, GN! reader, reader does start crying.

divider by @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more

You were still wondering how you got here, Peter fucking into you at relentless speeds as his fingers worked elsewhere. He had already filled you with at least three of his loads and was working on filling you with the fourth. He could always go fast, even if he was subbing but this time, it was a whole new type of speed. His hips slapping against the fat of your ass faster than you could even breathe.

"You're doin' so good for me doll," Peter huffed out into your ear, then moving down to place kisses around your earlobe and eventually down your neck. "You can take it, just keep takin' my load like the good whore you are," His hips almost seemed to speed up when you tried to tug away. Prompting Peter to grasp onto your hips and pull you further onto his cock, even when you were situated back on his cock, he kept his grasp firm above your hip.

His fourth load hit you like a truck, the cum overfilling your tight hole, the feeling of your own orgasms, and his tight seed dripping down your thighs was one of the only feelings you could focus on. You hoped that he would've run out of stamina by now but he didn't, he had a good 'nother three rounds in him, and he had put off his own needs for too long so you knew he wouldn't stop until he physically had to.

Peter had pushed your face back into the mattress underneath the two of you, keeping it up enough so you could breathe and he could still hear your sweet and beautiful noises that had now been paired with the noise of your crying. He couldn't help but find it adorable, the noises only fueled how fast he was going.

He had only started slowing down when he felt another one of your orgasms flood over your body, well, he actually felt your legs start to shake more than they had previously. Taking his thrusts slower which gave you more time to breathe between each thrust, waiting for his fifth orgasm that eventually ended in shooting blanks.

The speedster pulled out gently, letting his limp cock rest near your entrance before moving his hands away from shoving you into the mattress. Helping you roll over and looking down at you happily, he couldn't be mean to you any longer.

"I want a Twinkie, do you want a Twinkie? I'm gonna go get us some Twinkies," and with that, he just sped off, dick out and all.

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Can you do Tate Langdon jealousy sex? Like someone came over and they were being flirty??

The only friend you’ll ever need.

Divider by @/enchanthings

i am back 😈😈 but i am still rusty so be nice to me.

this fic IS proofread!!!!! This fic includes Tate thinking about murder, Tate is in fact dead in this, very small amounts of dialouge, uhhhh sex, ass slapping, no aftercare, and a very lazy ending :(.

Tate watched as that stupid guy friend of yours finally left, he had to resist the urge to just snap that guy's neck when he was leaving your room, it wouldn't matter either way because Tate would never let him in the house ever again, over his living body would you ever speak to him again. He didn't understand how you were so oblivious to the guy's flirting, his hand would slide over your thigh a little too close to your crotch, or the way he would deepen his voice just to answer a simple question. Tate saw through the whole act, that he wasn't just trying to impress you, he was trying to get into your pants.

Tate stood in your doorframe, watching as you brushed out your hair and focused on the small amount of essay you had left to write, putting down the brush and replacing its empty spot in your hands with the pencil so you could jot down the ideas that had came to your head. He stood there for a few seconds longer without you noticing before taking a few steps closer, his feet made no noise against the creaky floorboards, ones that would alert you of anyone's presence if they weren't in fact dead and weightless like Tate was.

You felt his cold and slender fingers drag along your shoulders first, not staying there for long before moving up to play with your hair, twirling the soft strands around his fingers before pulling his hand away with a sigh, his eyes meeting yours in the vanity's mirror. The same cold and lifeless look he always had, yet, it had a slight hint of anger that you could pick up on. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly, waiting a second to speak to see if you could find out what was angering him this time before saying anything.

"What...?" You asked in a confused tone, turning around in your seat to face Tate. His eyes only moving down so he could stare at you more and just look angrier for no specific reason...well, no specific reason yet. "Whats wrong with you?" your tone switched to a more teasing one, head gently tilting to the side, Tate's hands once again tugging up from his sides to squeeze your cheek with a small amount of force.

small....tiny tiny time skip because I can't think of Tate dialogue....

You couldn't think, Tate thrusting into you harder than you swear he'd ever done before, his mindless mumbling and growling filling your ears. He was pissed and his actions showed it. You were ontop of him, hands trying to grasp onto anything you could but the moment you were able to reach him or his hair, he'd just smack your hand away. All he wanted to do was prove to you that he was the only friend you'd ever need.

Tate grabbed at the flesh of your ass, holding onto it gently for a few seconds as he continued fucking into your abused and leaking hole. Even if you werent able to touch him, he on the other hand, was able to grab at and smack at you however he wanted. I supppose that was another part of his revenge plot, Tates grumbling finally turned into words, you had almost expected some types of praise to counter just how rough he was aggressive he was being with you.

"He's not better than me is he? He can't fuck you like i can, can he?"

He almost sounded insecure with the way he whimpered at the end of his words but before you could answer his questions, he was cumming inside of you for the second time in about ten minutes. Tate's teeth gently dug into the soft skin of your neck and eventually your shoulder while he pushed himself further into you so he could really fill you up. More small whimpers flooding from the ghosts mouth as he emptied himself into you and your finger nails dug into the cold skin of his back.

You clenched around him as your orgasm finally took you over, shaking slighlty as your nails left cresant shaped marks in his skin. The two of you almost stuck together due to the large amount of sweat that had started to pool over your bodies. Tate only started to pull out of you when he noticed your shaking had stopped, not wanting to overstimualte you or hurt you in any way.

He looked down at you, with the same cold eyes that glared at you with anger earlier that day, the anger now completly gone. Tilting his head as he looked over your fucked out body, he wouldve stared at you for the rest of the day if he didnt hear the sound of the main door being knocked on. The sound of that stupid friend of yours yelling about leaving his phone in your room, low and behold, his phone sat on your night stand. Prompting Tate to give you a parting kiss, and eventually leaving you alone in your bed, sweaty, fucked out and naked, oh and that guy yelling about his phone, fun.

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