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i’ve been away. but bat angst is dropping soon so keep a look out for it :)

ps. i’ll put up a little screenshot to show you guys what i’ve worked on

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jason todd masterlist is back. currently working on fixing the other ones

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i need more mr. fantastic smut fics so bad. no, i don't mean the pedro pascal version. i mean the absolutely fucking dorky and nerdy ioan gruffudd version of reed richards. ioan!reed is the type of man who'd be so engrossed in doing his work while you're cockwarming him that he almost doesn't hear you whimpering and begging. ioan!reed is the type of man who'd be edging you for hours because he still hasn't figured out the answer to one of his equations. I AM SO DOWN BAD FOR THIS REED.

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marvel movie fans claiming that female silver surfer is too woke like she hasn’t been a character longer than they’ve been alive.

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jason and jeff the land shark from a twt prompt!!<3

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AO3 has been scraped, once again.

As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped by yet another shady individual looking to make a quick buck off the backs of hardworking hobby writers. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.

I have been trying to hold off on archive locking my fics for as long as possible, and I've managed to get by unscathed up to now. Unfortunately, my luck has run out and I am archive locking all of my current and future stories. I'm sorry to my lovelies who read and comment without an account; I love you all. But I have to do what is best for me and my work. Thank you for your understanding.

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sylus with a mullet changed me

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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling. teeth jittering, mind boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip bitting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tangos, he could put a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

DO YALL GET THE POINT YET OR SHOULD I KEEP GOING? 😵‍💫

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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:

i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight

heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive

i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground

idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came

every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies

some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do

before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea

betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight

i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me

screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief

sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing

but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you

so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you

my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke

be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

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it’s always the white haired characters

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Good Girl || Dante Sparda ||

A/n: Let me know if ya'll want a second part with actual smut.

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The air reeked of gunpowder and demon blood. You were still trembling from the chaos—clutching your arms around yourself as you sat stiffly on the dusty couch in Dante’s office. He had saved you, again. No big deal to him. Another night. Another demon. Another close call.

You flinched as he kicked the door shut behind him.

“Relax,” he said, voice gravelly and low as he tossed Ebony and Ivory on the desk, cracking his neck. “You’re safe now, sweetheart.”

Your eyes followed the way his coat hung off his shoulders, the way blood streaked across his exposed chest. You swallowed hard and looked down, cheeks burning. Why did he have to be so… like that?

He walked over, boots heavy against the wood floor, and knelt in front of you. “You alright?” he asked, more gentle this time. His gloved hand reached up, brushing your hair from your face.

You nodded, though your heart pounded louder than any demon’s roar.

“You’ve got that look again,” he said, cocking his head with a smirk. “Like I’m gonna eat you alive.”

Your breath hitched. His hand hadn’t left your cheek.

“Dante…” you whispered, but there was no strength behind it. Just heat. Nervous heat pooling low in your stomach.

“You like this, don’t you?” he murmured, eyes fixed on your lips. “Watching me tear through monsters, then act all shy like you’re not soaking through those panties.”

You gasped, face burning hotter than hellfire, but your thighs instinctively pressed together.

He caught that. Of course he did.

“Oh, baby…” he chuckled darkly, lips brushing your ear. “You’re not innocent. You’re just aching for someone to ruin you properly.”

You whimpered as he pushed you gently back onto the couch, hovering over you—his hand sliding up your skirt, calloused fingers ghosting over your inner thigh.

“Say the word,” he murmured. “Say you want it.”

“I… I want it,” you breathed, eyes wide, voice trembling.

Dante grinned like a devil, pulling your panties aside. “Then you’re getting it.”

One finger slid between your folds, slow and deliberate. “Shit… You’re dripping.”

Your back arched, a moan escaping your lips before you could stop it. His thumb brushed your clit, sending sparks through your whole body.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled, adding a second finger, pumping into you slowly, then faster—filling the room with the obscene wet sounds of your need. “Such a sweet little thing, falling apart just from my fingers…”

Your hands gripped his shirt, hips rocking against his hand as he curled his fingers just right—finding that spot that made you cry out.

“Let go for me,” he said, voice a low command, lips grazing your neck. “Come on my fingers. Don’t hold back.”

And you didn’t. Your body shattered beneath him, writhing against his touch as your orgasm ripped through you—his name a breathless chant on your lips.

He pulled back slowly, fingers glistening, eyes dark.

“Next time,” he murmured, licking them clean, “I’m not stopping at fingers.”

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Minecraft Movie made me emotional

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it made me so happy to see his crown in the movie, but i have been sobbing for three days and i cant stop thinking about him and how much he inspired and continues to inspire me. thank you technoblade

THEY ADDED A FUCKING TECHNOBLADE REFERENCE IN THE MINECRAFT MOVIE!!! I’m fucking crying now. Good job, guys.

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forever missing technoblade

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He managed to save what remained of his family, but the pain, debt, and distance still haunt him. His only wish now is to reunite with his sister and children, the last pieces of his shattered world.

So far, $7,452 has been raised thanks to 490 generous donors. Your support can help them get reunited.

📢 Please donate & share: Donation Link

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Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

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Definitely my fav Gojo hairstyle