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Hi!!!! I just wanted to hop and say that your writing is just PHENOMENAL. It had been ages since I visited your page, you wrote one of my favorite fics ever (your filthy heart) and UGH the chapter 9 just had a hold on me. It physically pained me to read it you just have a way of capturing and writing emotions that is just.. wow?? I saw on your page that you were struggling with mental health, i wish you all the best love <3

What a lovely thing to read when I opened tumblr this morning 🥰

Thank you.

Writing is, and always has been, a great escape for me. Especially from my own mind.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, really, I have decided to focus more on healthier coping mechanisms this year- and going forward.

As things stand, YFH will likely never be completed. At least, not in fanfiction form. I know you weren't pressuring me at all, but it feels like the perfect time to state that. My passion for the fandom has died down exponentially, and my mental and physical health are thriving right now. I'd rather enjoy the life I've fostered for myself these past 6 months instead of escaping into imaginary worlds to numb the misery, ya know? 😆 Never thought I'd be able to say that and mean it.

I hope you're having a great September so far.

Thank you so much for the support x

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tonight might actually be the best night of my life 🥲

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If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating.

Sylvia Plath, Ariel

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hands up if you have a masters degree in self sabotage 🧍🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️

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Absolutely fucking obsessed with this. And you.

Forever getting that fucked up side of me that would 1000% bang the ever loving radiation out of Cooper Howard.

Incredible, as always. Nobody is shocked by this 👑

There Is A Heaven, Lets Keep It A Secret

Summary: The owner of the brothel you were sold to only offered you to the ghoul in the hopes it would frighten you. To stop you from trying to run away. You weren’t meant to actually like it.

Characters: The Ghoul/Cooper Howard x F!Reader.

Words: ~1K.

Warnings: ghoul fucking, what else can I say? Mostly PWP, some initially unintended angst, 18+.

A/N: Dedicated to the queens that are @sweeterthanthis & @likedovesinthewnd ❤️ Not beta’ed so all errors, spelling mistakes and general bullshit are entirely mine.

The smell of leather and day old blood used to turn your stomach. But as Cooper slams his glove over your mouth to keep you quiet, your gut rolls with something that’s so far removed from revulsion, it makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Pavlovian instinct or not, warmth blossoms in your core, and flames take root in your veins until all you can feel is unmistakable heat.

“Ssh sweetheart,” he coos in Texan above you. “Can’t have them knowin’ you like it. You wouldn’t want me to stop comin’ around, would ya?”

He doesn’t need your affirmation in words. The way your cunt pulses around him is more enough to tell him what he already knows.

The ghoul was only meant to scare you into staying. To put you in your place.

But the more he keeps coming back, the more of the man beneath the irradiated skin shines through.

Initial terror morphs into adoration and some nights, when the raiders decide to get a little rough, you find yourself hiding inside your head— fantasising that it’s his hands on you instead.

But the fantasy only lasts briefly. Cooper Howard would never.

Unless you ask him nice and pretty.

You stare up at him, his eyes lost in the way your breasts bounce from the force of his thrusts. He ruts into you with abandon, the loud slap of his hips against your ass echoing around the room. The obscenity makes heat creep up your spine, and settle thick beneath your cheeks.

You can’t have anyone knowing that these moments are all that keep you sane.

“Maybe it ain’t gonna be your mouth that reveals your truth, after all, honey,” Cooper observes with a husk.

A free hand slides up your writhing body, and a gloved thumb runs circles over your pebbling nipple. Your back arches at the contact, forcing your hips up. His stare catches yours over the top of leather.

“There you are, little Jet,” he smiles.

Cooper lifts your leg over his shoulder, the contrast in depth steals the breath from your lungs. He notices— must see the way your eyes widen as he slides back inside you, right up to the root. Your hand flies up, tightening your grip around his wrist.

“Right there, huh?” With another brash smile, he presses his lips firm against the inside of your knee. The kiss sends pulses of electricity firing straight to your core.

Fuck. If there was still a God, you’d pray.

There was a part of you that used to hate how easily he managed to unravel the components that make you weak.

But hate fast became a need. Now you welcome it. Crave it.

Your stomach lurches with heat the moment his pace begins to quicken. Everything suddenly heightens around you— heartbeat and all five of the senses— and it’s evident your end is close to catching you.

“You gonna give me what I came for, sweetheart?” His voice is gentle, but his actions are not.

You nod. You’d give him your fucking life at this point.

His hand slides off your mouth, settling loosely around your throat like a necklace. “Wanna hear you beg.”

You lick your lips wet, the words, “Please, Coop,” hissing quietly through your teeth. Just loud enough for him to hear.

He smirks. His free hand finds its way between your legs without a second thought, and the roughness of the leather against your sensitive clit is everything you need to tumble over the edge.

Cooper clamps his hand back over your mouth, hurrying to stifle your scream as you splinter beneath him. Stars swell, bursting into bright white behind your eyes just as the tremors start off in your thighs. Euphoria claims you for its own, and by the time you’re finished, your entire body is shaking with delirium.

He stares down at you in awe, hips snapping to a rhythm that has you keening into the palm of his glove. Leather and blood encompass you. Your body ripples from the weight of Cooper’s body against yours, your name wrapped up within his lips as he surrenders to his high.

When he moves out from between your legs, you’re too fucked out to pull him back in. Every inch of you needs him back.

You hate this moment the most. The awkward silence before he has to leave. And as he glances at you over his shoulder, tipping his hat in your direction like the goddamn gentlemen he still is beneath the surface, you feel a twinge in your chest.

“Until next time sweetheart,” he drawls thickly.

You flash him a small smile. “I’ll be here, Coop, just like always.”

And just like always, you’ll be counting down the days like it’s fucking Christmas.

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i need to be in a stadium full of people screaming “what a shame she’s fucked in the head”

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all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

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Thank you, Mir. Gave me a good giggle this morning 🤣

Happy Valentines 🩷

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Still thinking about this 🫠

Thinking about getting railed by Mob!Bucky on his yacht. Nobody around for miles, just the two of you. That man wouldn't leave a single inch of your body dissatisfied. He'd eat you until you're crying, and fuck you until you can't feel your fucking toes.

"C'mon, baby. Nobody can hear you. Let it out. That's it. Good fuckin' girl. All you gotta do is keep on coming for daddy. That's your only responsibility now."

Please.

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𝖲𝖤𝖡𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖨𝖠𝖭 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖭 𝖺𝗌 𝖡𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖸 𝖡𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖤𝖲 𝗂𝗇 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖥𝖠𝖫𝖢𝖮𝖭 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖶𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖲𝖮𝖫𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖱 (2021)

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DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE (July 26 2024)

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Tbh I thought we lost you forever so pls take your time, prioritize yourself and ur mental health, I'm just glad you're back ☺️❤️

Babe 😭 thank you. Trying to ease myself back into the tumblr world slowly. Much has changed since I was around regularly lol. Fingers crossed I catch the bug again soon 🩶

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bro

i love you

its been over a year (i think)

please

update your filthy heart

🙏

PLEASE

(if you want to but bro i need it)

Trust me, I want to finish it just as much as you want to read it. My mental health has been truly fucking disastrous for over a year now and I'm doing my best. If that means I write one sentence per week, it's better than nothing. I can't write when my love for it is in hibernation 🩶

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Could you help me find a fanfic? I believe it's with Ari (I'm not entirely sure) In this fanfic, Ari was SN's half brother and he came home from a failed date and she offered to relieve his stress.

Not a clue, sorry. Its been an age since I read any Ari fanfiction.

Can anyone help this lovely out? 🩶

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Please don't kill me for this sjhsklalfsjdskh

Simon Riley sex on legs this. Simon Riley rock your world that. What about Simon Riley who's bad at sex, huh? What about clumsy, inexperienced Simon? What about awkward, all thumbs, ‘Fuckin’ Christ, even animals know how to do this’ Simon? Hmmmm??? Why don't you chew on that for a bit?

Simon who almost breaks both your noses as he leans in too eagerly to kiss you. Simon who has no clue how to sext, so you're left with a string of incomprehensible horny emojis you have to decipher like it's the Rosetta Stone. Simon who uses so much lube you’d think his dick’s made of sandpaper. Simon who watches a little porn to work on his “technique”, and ends up adopting the cringy bits of dialogue into his own speech. Simon who tries opening the condom wrapper with his teeth, only to tear through the latex itself, twice. Simon who doesn't even attempt to hide the little pfft pfft he does after he gets one of your pubic hairs stuck in his mouth. Simon who keeps accidentally slipping out of you, and then missing every time he tries to re-enter. Simon who cums after only six and a half strokes in, because you just feel that good wrapped around him. Simon who changes his pace right as you're about to finish, none the wiser as he ruins your orgasm. Simon whose sense of rhythm can only be described as that of a deaf monkey banging on a set of drums.

Simon who doesn't really know what he's doing when it comes to sex, but that isn't the point. What matters is not that he's bad in bed, but that he wants to get better. For you. With you.