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r u still into hazbin

In general yes it's not my current hyper fixation. If you request hazbin stuff it might take a bit until I write it but feel free to do so

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Update on the seizure shit:

I had another. Went to the hospital, they ran some more tests & prescribed me meds. Fell on my handsome face once more so it's scratched open, whoops. But I'm good now, I'm already home again & I'm recovering.

Also finally have a diagnosis. I officially have confirmed epilepsy so we at least know what we're working with.

Stay safe guys xx

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Little Thanos ramble bc I need to get this shit off my chest like rn.

So I genuinely and unironicallly love how the fandom frames Thanos as this twenty-eight year old dude who only ever raps about pussy and drugs - and to be real? It doesn't even entirely fit. Like yeah, he flirted with Mi-na and Se-mi but he wasn't disrespectful or forced himself onto them y'know?

Like he totally raps about drugs and he totally glorifies that stuff on his tracks because there ain't no way he's gonna show ppl how shit his life is bc of drugs. Or maybe dude's too far gone to realize how shit drugs are - who knows.

But can we talk about how Thanos is really just a huge fanboy? Like his stage name is literally the name of a marvel character and it's not even like he vaguely stumbled across it and chose it bc it sounds cool, dude has purple hair and nails painted like infinity stones. When Se-mi asked if Thanos collected them all, dude proudly showed off his nails. The only fucking rapline that gets quoted by Gyeong-su twice is literally "Don't even have to snap, kill half the universe with a rap"

Another marvel Thanos reference.

So yeah, he raps about drugs. And maybe pussy too. But this man is a huge nerd and I'm convinced that at least 50% of his raps are marvel Thanos references

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Are taking request/prompts? I would like to send one but I don't want to bother you with more to do when you are no longer taking them especially after you had a seizure Hope you feel better and please, take your time for your recovery

I sure am. During times I'm not taking requests or prompts, I close my inbox to not get overwhelmed with things. So feel free to request but expect it to take a lil until I eventually write it✨

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Quick update for those waiting for their requests/prompts to be written:

I just got outta hospital a day ago after having a seizure and the docs still need to check if I have epilepsy (so far it heavily seems like it). Imma write again once I feel well enough to do so, no clue when that'll be but yk, I haven't forgotten🫶🏻

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thanos making a bet with his fwb that he can’t keep quiet if thanos is fingering him, so once everyone’s asleep they sit in the top bunks with thanos forcing several prostate orgasms out of him (m reader) while he tries not to make any noise

idk it’s late and the thought lowkey seemed fire

Nah that prompt IS fire. Fuck hard w it ngl. Hope ya like this lil thing and I'm sorry it took so long, work holds me in a chokehold. I also spent way too fucking long on the banner whoops

'Cause tongue is overrated

pairing: Thanos x male!reader

warnings: language, anal fingering, dirty talk, mention of drugs

note: not beta read bc fuck you

“You’re too loud for that shit,” the man with the vibrant purple hair grunted as they headed back to the room where the beds for the attempting players were set up along with the neon marks on the floor that indicated their voting positions. They were heading back from the second game, the adrenaline still rushing through their veins just like the effect that those sweet, colorful pills the former rapper stored in the cross pendant that hung from his necklace was. Oh the high those candy looking pills could cause, it was the most intense high you had felt in a while.

In response to the words spoken by the purple-haired junkie walking next to you, you snorted, clearly disagreeing with the words spoken by him. Sure, you were more vocal than most men would be, that wasn’t something you’d deny given that it was the simple truth, but having Thanos telling you that you were too loud for a quickie in the bathrooms? Yeah, that man was definitely being dramatic there, you weren’t that loud - at least from your very own perspective you weren’t. And you yourself should know best if you were loud in bed or not, right? “I’m not that loud, bitch.”

Those words caused Thanos to roll his eyes at you, clearly not buying it - you on the other side believed those words were true, if demanded - and the circumstances you two found yourself in were demanding it - you definitely were able to keep quiet and tone down the noises you made while being pleasured. Well, at least you really thought that was the case, before you never really had to keep quiet while the former rapper fucked you. Sure, sometimes in bathroom stalls in shitty clubs with equally shitty music and drugs that were even worse Thanos had asked you to at least try and not let the other people around know how good he did you - but that had never been anything serious. The worst outcome out of such situations was that security would kick you two out and blacklist you. In this little game you and your best homie had signed up for? Shit, that was life or death type shit and as much as you were willing to risk your life for money while playing stupid kid games, you’d rather not take a bullet to the head while getting your world rocked by the pierced dick of the former rapper.

“Bet,” the purple-haired druggie responded with a lazy shrug of his shoulders. And maybe that should’ve been the point for you to realize that he would go and try his hardest to in fact prove you wrong. But your mind was working slower than usually due to the drugs, so you simply - and honestly quite dumbly - agreed to the bet.

Which was how you found yourself in his bed in the middle of the night. The announcement for the lights to turn off had been hours ago and the only noise that actively filled the room in which you, Thanos and 454 other players stayed in to sleep, eat and possibly bond were the rather soft sounds all those strangers made in their sleep. Well that and the rustling of fabric that was caused by the guy who had once been an active rapper. Because Thanos was on it - kicking away the blanket that was truly too thin to provide any form of comfortable warmth in a room that felt cold. The blanket wasn't the only fabric being removed.

Soon, your face was buried in the pillow - it was a shitty pillow, that you could tell, not nearly as soft as the pillows Thanos himself had in his own bed. It smelled like the purple-haired man positioned behind you though, so that was something positive.

With your ass in the air, the cheap, green tracksuit pants pulled down to your knees Thanos held you in place. One tattooed hand strongly held onto your hip, making sure your ass stayed up no matter how much your body would jerk and squirm under his touch, the other hand was occupied otherwise. Two fingers were buried knuckle deep in the heat of your body and that asshole had not bothered to take off his rings. So with every thrust that the former rapper aimed against your prostate, that ring he wore on his goddamn index finger caught onto the tight, clenching ring of muscles. The thing that bothered you most about the slight pain that silver jewelry caused was that you liked it though. Like it actually felt good, the way Thanos managed to let the pain bleed into pure pleasure.

Your teeth were sunken deeply into the fabric of the pillow, biting down on it to prevent noises from slipping from your lips, hoping dearly that those small whimpers that did escape your throat whenever the former rapper behind you hit the prostate with a little more force than necessary went unnoticed by the man causing you pleasure. “Fuck-” you grunted around the pillow between your teeth, squeezing youreyes shut in pleasure as those skilled fingers hit the G-spot of your body over and over again, causing your erected dick to leak a drop of pre-cum.

With nails clawed into the rumpled sheets and a body that trembled from how good it felt it was safe to say that you were a mess through and through. “Good boy,” Thanos growled from behind, letting his colorful painted nails sink into the flesh of your hips a little as his torso leaned forward, the clothed chest of the former rapper pressing against your bare back. And it wasn’t that you had taken off the jacket or the shirt that were part of the tracksuit you had been woken up in, no, the shirt had simply slipped from your back to bunch up around your shoulders when Thanos had forced your face down into the pillow. “Takin’ it so fuckin’ well.”

The purple-haired man’s voice gave away how aroused he was by the pure doing of fingering you, there was no need for him to actively fuck you, to split you open on his own erection that trobbed under the fabric of both his boxershorts and his tracksuit sweats. No, the sight of you all needy, trying so very hard to prove that you could in fact stay quiet was enough for him, he did not need more. And yet Thanos was confident to eventually make you lose that silly little bet he had thrown in the room earlier. There was no way his ego could take a loss like that, especially when he knew how vocal you were.

Stars danced over the darkness that surrounded you when you closed your eyes in order to focus on staying quiet. Stars that exploded into bright dots when your orgasm eventually crashed over you. It was a little embarrassing, if you were honest, the way you spilled your load onto rumpled and messy sheets without a hand on your dick to provide the friction you had been craving. The way you had simply managed to fall apart in a room filled with sleeping people, completely and utterly untouched and onl be the heavy stimulation of your prostate.

With laboured breathing you were confident that those skilled fingers that were still penetrating the swollen G-spot inside of you would leave your body within the next few seconds, that Thanos would simply lay down next to you, maybe jerk off and go to bed afterwards - you had orgasmed and you had managed to stay somewhat quiet after all. But that wasn’t what the former rapper with the wide grin on his face intended on doing, though, so he kept those two fingers buried inside your ass, still pounding, clearly causing overstimulation. He would prove you wrong, would show you how loud and messy you really were, no matter what you yourself thought about that. He’d show you that having a quickie inside the bathroom stalls was not possible with someone as loud as you.

With a whine you reached out, trying to catch his wrist in order to get his fingers to stop. But before you could do so, before you had even the slightest chance of touching him, his hand was the one wrapping around your wrist, pinning our hand against the thin mattress right next to where your head laid. Your eyes searched out his - which was kinda hard to do in the dark - all while skilled fingers kept rubbing and pushing over and against the sensitive spot hidden away inside your body. Shudders ran through you, shudders so obvious that they made Thanos smirk, that caused him to apply ever so slightly more pressure and thrust his fingers a little harder, a little more forceful.

“Too much-” you were able to gasp out as your hips jerked, not sure if they should chase the pleasure that was indeed becoming too much or if they should try to wiggle away, to put distance between your body and his hand. Thanos, though, only kicked his tongue in response, followed by a shake of his head - not that you were able to see that though - as if to tell ‘No, not too much. Take it’, and maybe you could. Maybe you could take what he was giving and push through the overstimulation that forced a pitchy whine out of your throat, followed by multiple gasps. It was sort of insane, the way constant prostate stimulation could affect the body so intensely.

Because it didn't take long for your dick to harden again - which earned an approving grunt by the former rapper kneeling between your spread legs, not even attempting to pull away. No, Thanos was clearly enjoying this, enjoying how slowly you began to grow louder and needier, how your body chased his fingers while also trying to push them away, reject them. He was watching closely, the way you reacted to his touch, to his words and reactions. “Shut it and take it like a good slut.”

Before you could wrap your pleasure-drunken mind around it, another load joined your first one on the already messy sheets. It was accompanied by a scream - a scream of pleasure definitely, but a scream nonetheless and even the attempt to muffle it by biting onto the pillow was only doing so much to dampen the loud noise that your body made.

Okay, so maybe a quickie in the men's bathroom was a bad idea. Maybe you were too loud. Because if those were the noises you let out by only the feeling of his fingers, then it was quite obvious there were louder ones, needier ones reserved for his dick.

“Told you,” the former rapper with the vibrant purple hair grunted behind you, leaning over your back which caused his chest to press against it - all while those fingers made once more no attempt to leave your spent body to rest. “Loud ass bitch can't keep quiet. They all heard you. Proves my point, don't ya think?”

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Send me Squid Game Thanos x male!reader requests pls I'm going insane here, I need to write

Like genuinely, fluff, angst, smut idc just need to write some shit

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Damn the Adam chokehold is real I swear. Like even tho he's not my current hyperfixation he's still on my insta fyp and idk how that fucker does it

I JUST FOUND ONE OF YOUR FICS ON AO3 BRO

GEEZ I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT I POSTED SOME SHIT THERE-

low-key forgot that I used to post in general, so wrapped up in my bubble atm it's crazy

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I JUST FOUND ONE OF YOUR FICS ON AO3 BRO

GEEZ I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT I POSTED SOME SHIT THERE-

low-key forgot that I used to post in general, so wrapped up in my bubble atm it's crazy

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I love how you guys keep em Adam requests comin', just want ya to know that the hyperfixation shifted to Deadpool & Wolverine over the past couple months I've been gone. I will write the Adam requests at one point, promise! so keep 'em coming, I love reading all of 'em

So rn I'm focusing on Deadpool & Wolverine requests bc those two make my brain go brrr atm

Thank u for understanding xoxo

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Ring the bell, baby

pairing: Poolverine

warnings: language, sexual tension, implied sex

note: not beta read bc fuck you

See, living with a person like Wade Wilson was special. Special because it was more exhausting than Logan had ever imagined. But it was also rewarding in many, different and surprisingly tasteful ways, as the Wolverine was granted to find out.

Wade was a freak. So when Logan entered the kitchen one morning he had found a bell. The thing was pink, even had a cute little bow on it and white letters read ‘ring for sex’. It was a simple thing, really, one of the less freaky things Wade had bought over the short period of time the two mutants had been living together. And oh lord have mercy, Logan was able to give people an entire list of freaky things the merc had ordered ever since the Wolverine from another earth had agreed to move in with Red. And the list was long, so very long and partly disturbing.

And that same pink bell that Logan had found on the kitchen counter a week ago, was now filling the apartment with the softest and yet annoying sound the Wolverine knew. Because Wade had just gotten home from a mission and the merc had turned it into a little tradition to ring that bell after every little adventure he went on. Actually, no scratch that. Wade was ringing that bell whenever he got his greedy little hands on it - which was often. And that was the reason - to Logan’s sensitive ears - the sound was highly annoying.

Then a groan from the living room was heard - Logan’s groan. The fabric of the old, worn out couch shifted, moved over the equally old and worn out cushions and the wood of the couche’s frame creaked under the heavy weight of Logan’s bones. Slow, heavy steps made their way towards the kitchen of the apartment and Logan was grateful for Al to be out of the house. The old lady could be quite lovely - at least to the Wolverine from another earth she was - but she couldn’t stand the noises of sex. Him and Wade had to learn that the hard way.

Wade was sitting on the counter. The bell was set down on the flat, clean surface next to him. His legs were dangling, his suit still drenched in blood from the mission he had been on for the entire day. The merc’s head was tilted to the side and even though he was wearing his mask, the grumpy, old Wolverine knew that underneath that red fabric there was a massive smirk.

And so the brunette grabbed Wade’s waist, hauled him off the counter and tossed him over his shoulder with zero effort, like Wade was just a sheet of paper, like the man wasn’t packing a bunch of muscles and strong bones himself. And so they made their way over to the only bedroom of the apartment - with Logan, who was carrying Wade thrown over his shoulder and Wade, who was dragging a chair behind them to put in front of the closed - and later locked - bedroom door to give Al a heads up in case the lady got home early from playing bingo with her friends.. Neither of them liked it very much when the old lady walked in on Logan and Wade. Especially Al - and she couldn’t even see the impure things Wade and Logan were doing in the bed all three of them shared. And she was grateful for that, God knew it, at least that’s what she said.

“About damn time your ass comes back to me,” Logan growled out in a deep, grumpy voice and yet Wade knew he didn’t mean it, wasn’t actually as annoyed as he acted. Because - believe it or not - Logan could be a little drama queen if he wanted to. At least that’s what Wade said, but who knew how true those words actually were - probably only Wade and Logan themselves.

“Sorry,” Wade responded in a tone that reflected his cheerfulness as much as his legs that kept happily kicking against Logan’s so well defined abs - at least they did so until Logan wrapped his other arm around them strong calves, pressing them to his chest with such force that it caused them to stop moving. Logan released a single, low grunt. “Some cockblocking shitface kept me on my toes, told ‘im I have a feisty little Wolvie waitin’ for me, but he wouldn’t listen.”

“Keep the cheerful bullshit up, Wilson. We both know you won’t be able to walk after this. Not even with your healing factor.”

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YOURE BACK!!! I MISSED YOU!!!

AHHHHHH I MISSED YOU GUYS TOO IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK🫶🫶

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HOW DID I JUST SEE THAT YOUR REQUEST BOX WAS OPEN AGAIN???? I AM SO HAPPY YOU’RE ALIVE AGAIN I MISSED YOUR STORIES😭😭😭😭

AHHHHHHH SOOO CUTE🥹

yeah doing my best to balance life and work so every now and then I try to make time to write something :3

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Wolverine Masterlist

Most men is dogs and most dogs is nasty {NSFW}

Baby paint me like a canvas {NSFW}

Ring the bell, baby {SFW}

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Deadpool Masterlist

Baby paint me like a canvas {NSFW}

Ring the bell, baby {SFW}

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I saw that you're taking deadpool and wolverine x male reader requests? Idk if you do nsfw but can be either nsfw or sfw, up to you. I was wondering if you could do deadpool and wolverine (either deadpool x reader and wolverine x reader, or deadpool x wolverine x reader) with a male or ftm artist reader who asks wade and Logan if they can help him practice anatomy? Either the sfw route where they keep their clothes on or the nsfw route. If that makes sense. Thank you

We're rolling with Deadpool x Wolverine x Reader here baby. Implied ftm!reader, though that's only mentioned/implied with one sentence. Hope ya like it and that it didn't turn out too rough, it's been a while, gotta get back into writing lol

Baby paint me like a canvas

pairing: Deadpool x Wolverine x (trans)male!reader

warnings: language, sexual tension, implied threesome, implied smut

note: not beta read bc fuck you

“Wade,” your voice rang through the apartment, the noise bouncing off the walls until it reached the mutant you called out to. The merc emerged from the kitchen, with his arms crossed over his chest and a small smirk on his lips he eyed you up and down. “Babycakes,” the older man teased in return, the skin where his eyebrow would be located if he were to have body hair lifted up.

With your sketchbook under your arm and Logan by your side - you ignored the fact that you were dragging that man through your apartment like a dog on a very short leash, he followed suit and didn’t seem like he was having a bad time. Really, the opposite appeared to be the case. Not that it mattered in that very moment. “I need your body,” you blurted out, not even thinking about how wrong those words could come across - especially if you considered that it was Wade fucking Wilson you were talking to, there was no chance this man wouldn’t notice the double meaning of the words just spoken by you.

“Straight to the point, I see,” the merc seemed quite delighted by your choice of words as he pushed off the doorframe and started to walk towards you and Logan, that sly smirk on his lips didn’t fall for even a second. Red took a hold of the hem of his sweater and without a care in the world he pulled it over his head and let it drop to the floor. And really, it wasn’t like you’ve never seen Wade naked, the man could be quite confident about his body if only he wanted to. And yet your eyes were glued to his naked torso the moment the fabric revealed scared skin to not only your view, but also Logan’s. Who exhaled a little heavier than needed at the sight of the shirtless merc. “That’s not what he-” Logan began to speak, the older mutant clearly wanted to explain to Wade that he could keep his clothes on for that, wanted to tell Wade that naked skin wasn’t needed. But before he could ruin this sight for you, your hand covered his mouth and therefore muffled his words, “Sh, sh, sh, lemme have that.”

The merc only smirked at that sight, moving to unbutton his pants as well and really who were you to stop your boyfriend from undressing? Instead of telling Wade to keep his clothes on, you turned towards Logan instead, an eyebrow raised at your other boyfriend as if silently asking why he wasn’t getting undressed too. Logan grunted, the gruff man batted your hand from the collar of his shirt and with a silent roll of his eyes he also started to strip out of the fabric that covered his skin. “Thought you wanted to learn anatomy,” the brunette mutant grumbled as he tossed his shirt onto the nearby table. His eyes were scanning Wade’s body - it was clear that you weren’t the only one enjoying the view that the mercenary delivered. And you really couldn’t blame the wolverine mutant, not when Wade was a feast for the eyes with all those muscles that stretched over his fit body and the cocky smile his lips had curled into.

“And I thought you were horny,” Red almost purred as he moved over to the same table Logan had tossed his shirt onto. Acting as if they were in a movie - or for that matter maybe even a shitty porn - he swept all the things covering the wooden surface of the table right off of it, clearing it in one smooth motion before he himself laid down on top of it in a somewhat seductive pose. With his eyes constantly on his lovers Wade shifted, exposing more of his body with every change of position. “Wanna draw me like this?” he asked, laying on his side with his hand on his hip and his head propped up on his other hand. “Or like that?” Wade continued, sitting up. One of his hands rested on the center of his chest, the other covered his crotch - or at least he pretended to do so because the man’s private parts were quite visible, regardless of what the pose suggested.

Logan only rolled his eyes again, his attitude remained somewhat grumpy as he pushed Wade to the side to sit down next to him. Compared to the merc, the wolverine remained somewhat dressed - means he was at least wearing boxershorts. Even if those did little to hide anything, you were able to see what you wanted to see and while it seemed Logan had decided to simply keep it a little decent, you knew that the older mutant was aware of how revealing his underwear was. Logan was aware how good his body looked and what sort of effect it had on you and Wade most of the time, little he did to rile you up was done unintentionally.

“Just- geez,” you mumbled under your breath. Your hands clenched around the pen in your hand, the sketchbook pressed firmly against your chest as you watched the two men you were dating doing their very best to distract you from the original plan of drawing them. “C’mon baby,” Wade hummed in a tone that was way too suggestive, way too deep to be taken casual. “Use your words.” And oh, how you hated that you loved what those words did to you. Yes, Wade was a flirt, so was Logan which really wasn’t a big help. But that. That he was doing full on purposely, doing his best to take your mind off of the drawing, to guide your thoughts to something dirtier, something that still included both of them. Your eyes darted between Logan’s muscular tits - the man was moving his muscles subtle enough to let you believe it was done unintentionally, yet enough to make them bounce a little - and Wade’s poorly hidden crotch.

It felt as if breathing was getting harder with how thick the air was, the sight of both of your lovers so on display had your body running hot and your mind coming up with fantasies so delicious, it caused your own boxershorts to soak in the slick of arousal that your body produced. Your pupils were wide and your tongue darted out to wet your lips. And before you were fully aware of what was happening and where this road was leading you - and them - your sketchbook fell onto the floor, landing right on top of Logan’s shirt while your pen rolled over the hardwood, right underneath the couch. Not that you cared - how could you care about something so small when the natural bulge in Logan’s underwear grew to something more lustful while Wade’s lips and the words they spoke clouded your mind with all the nasty things that you wanted them to do to you.

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send me prompts for Deadpool x male!reader, Wolverine x male!reader & Poolverine pls I wanna write for them so bad ahhhhh

Pls note that I also write for ftm reader so if ya wanna request that pls do so, what I don't do is fem!reader or gn!reader