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[actualbird]

other life things: so shocker, i actually havent been doing well this entire month of november. it's rather bad (intersection of unfortunate personal life occurrences + my bipolar throwing me into Quite the depressive episode + those two things happening at the same time = jesus fucking christ) but on the bright side ive been reading a bunch of shoujo manga which has been good for my heart and on the cathartic side im going to a rage room soon which will be good (hopefully) for my brain. rage room, yknow, a place i can smash and destroy shit. im hoping that that helps dispel uhhhhhh roughly 24 years of pent up anger that has never had an outlet. related to that, i made a short playlist full of my fave screaming music (many of them cliche, sorry not sorry for liking linkin park JSKJFH) to play during my session there so i can yell at whatever poor appliance im gonna smash with metal pipe

i might take luke plush with me to take a before and after picture of the aforementioned poor appliance

[beauvm]

* BEAU MARGRAFF asiste al evento de ANGELES NATIONAL FOREST.

[inaspv]

💭 con cris y sun :$

CRISTOPHER.

una de sus personas favoritas en toda la ciudad. eso es todo. le gusta lo que él saca en ella y lo que ella parece sacar en el mayor, la cual es una faceta que no le ha visto compartir con nadie más. eso, por supuesto, la hace sentir especial así que busca generar lo mismo en él. en ocasiones teme que diferencia de edad o intereses acabe por ponerles en distancia, por lo que procura que visitas a su restaurante u ocasiones compartidas sean frecuentes para que los dos se acostumbren a la idea de compartir mucho tiempo juntos.

SUN.

how fucking pretty. si bien ina no se le acercó por nada en particular, definitivamente decidió quedarse y descubrir un poquito más sobre sun. espera volver a cruzarla y que esta vez puedan conversar un poco más, tal vez hasta intercambiar algún secreto.

[cvvrmela]

# 👊 —— @bvilcys + @inaspv

' ¿eh? ' no se da por aludida en primera instancia porque, ¿en qué mundo alguien que no reconoce estaría reclamándole algo? pero cuando tono de voz impropio no parece dirigido a nadie más, entrecejo se frunce. ' ¿qué te pasa? ¿qué necesitas? '

[raevvon]

# 😈 —— @inaspv

' ¿qué te pasa, enana? no me hagas reír ' es tan molesto que acentúa la diferencia de alturas apoyándose con uno de sus brazos en la cabeza impropia, gesto que tampoco dura tanto tiempo. ' ¿qué es lo que tienes en mente ahora, eh? '

[lonely-space-ace]

the urge to take the novels I’ve been plotting for years and turn them into comics instead

[br4tphobia]

mothers day . ♱ connie springer

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Wc : 2,9k, Plug bby daddy! Connie x fem! reader, written with black woman in mind, idccc connie tanned !!!, connie being a sweet heart 🥹, connie callin the reader hella petnames, snuck in a lil bit of headcannons here n there!! , uses of baby, ma, mama and more, connie sneakin ina lil jokey joke, you/your pronouns used ! (not proofread, forgive me if u see any spelling mistakes.) NS4W + sex w/ some plot, passionate sex, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, oral (r receiving), breeding kink (ig .), fingering (r receiving) marking, missionary, pussy whipped connie !!, creampie and slight overstimulation .

✧˖*° vals note + this was lowkey ass n short (all of my work is) but hey ,, js a lil sumn thats late for mothers day, love everything yall do for yall children !!

its mothers day. the day where mothers are appreciated by children for what their mothers have did for them. you and connie have been dating for a while, only have one child, ava. life is perfect as it is and you wouldnt trade anything for it .

“boy what are you planninggg !”

your glossy lips pout dramatically, a blindfold covering your eyes and he guides you by your waist. “jus’ know its for you.” you suck your teeth, “well duh .. since you plannin all this shit, where ava?” “dont worry about allat, she with mikasa.” a exaggerated sigh fell from your lips, eager to see what ever hes gonna show you. “bae you scarin me ..” he leaves a reassuring grip on your waist and plants a kiss on your neck. “nothin to be scared about, now watch yo step. we going up the stairs .” “cant watch my step if im blind folded ~” “exactly why im here.” you cant help but feel yourself warm all over, his hands cupping around your waist, smooth tone of his voice, his audible accent.

when you both make it up the stairs which seems like forever, he removes one hand off your waist to open the door, “keep the blind fold on til i say you can take it off .” a small “ok..” leaves past your tongue, you fidget with your fingers nervously — connie doesnt do surprises like that ; but when he did, it was scary. “igh..take it off.” “papi, can you do it.. im nervous.” a small chuckle erupts from his chest, undoing the tie behind your head — before taking it off “ready, ma?” he questions you. you nod your head as a yes quickly, the darkness covering your vision fades away ; the blind fold dropped. your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, “happy mothers day.” your eyes immediately widen along with a gasp. rose petals along the floor leading to the bed traced into a heart with red ballons reaching the ceiling with pictures of you, connie and ava hanging at the end. designer bags sitting infront of the pillows. such as Chanel, Louis vuitton and prada.

your eyes swell up at the scene. “you didnt..” holding your head up, trying to prevent those tears that’s threatening to fall. he pulls you into a hug, “i did. i love you and appreciate you for everything you did for this family.” whispering in your ear while he rubs circles on your back. “i-i love you too..thank you.” “save those tears mama, lets see yo gifts.” he grabs your arm and leads you to the bed. he watches you intensely as you smile from joy at the gifts, thats all he wants. to see you happy in life. “con..! i swear you’re too good to me!” your pretty face beaming, holding up the beautiful louis vuitton bag. tracing over the LV monogram logo ever so lightly. “you like it mama?” “i love it, baby, thank you. so so much !” his polished whites shine in your face from your response.

laying with him close after opening your gifts you catch him staring at you, the longer he looked at you, the more he fell in love. hell, even if you both are screaming at each other out of anger. “you ok..?” — “you're so pretty.” he's so confident in what he says you hate it, it always folds you. he's not afraid of thinking he's doing too much for you, flat out treating you like a princess more than he does his baby girl. he grabs your chin before your could respond and presses his lips against yours, you kiss back. your hand snaking up his neck, scratching his nape lightly with your solid baby pink nails. he tilts his head to the side to get more access to your lips, his tongue going past your teeth, tongues swirling around whilst he holds you still with his hand on your neck. lifting you up a bit to help you onto his lap. he groaned into your mouth as he pulled you on top of him, straddling his body. your tongues ran over each other so passionately, pulling away every other second to catch your breath.

he utters sweet compliments between every clash of lips, he always knows what to say to you. your plush thighs sit on his with your back arched, the kiss only getting deeper, his hands slid down to your hips and rocked them back and forth. you feel his hard on bump on your clothed clit causing you to moan, gaining the muscle memory of grinding ontop of him, you pull away from the kiss at the pleasure. “jus’ like that mama..” soft groans were shared through the room together from both mouths. til the point where he was leaking in his own pants he turns you in your back, swiftly scooting down to your thighs. he gave you a look of consent, you nod slightly, lowering the band of your shorts that you’ve been teasing connie with all day. his veiny hands pull both your shorts and underwear down in a swift motion.

you let out a light gasp at the cold air mixing with your hot core, you push your thighs together from the cold. “aht aht.. lemme see that pussy, keep those legs open ma..” his hand slid in-between your thigh and part them together. he licked his lips before diving in. he spat down on your core, slurping it up almost instantly. he runs his tongue over your folds, his nose bumping your clit — sending a shock wave to your pit of your stomach. “mm..con..” honey sweet moan fills his ears, your hand resting on his head whilst yours grip the sheets. placing sloppy kisses on your pussy, this man was eating you out like it was his very last meal of his life. slurping, smacking, and gulping down your slick, he knows he can eat pussy and tales advantage of it. “fuck..i love the way you eat this pussy papi..” your voice is breathy, more moans are formed and exhaled out of your mouth.

you rut your hips against his face, your juices running down his face dripping onto the silk sheets. you love seeing connie like this — hungry for you. the way he groans into your pussy at your taste, having his own make out session with your folds ; tongue fucking you ever so deliciously. "im gonna cum baby.." you roll your head back, waiting for your orgasm. every lick and plunge from his tongue brings you closer to the edge – god, you haven’t felt like this for while since ava was born. Everything starts to feel tingly and intense, he was desperate for you. “cmon.. make a mess on my face, mama.” Muttered through his messy mouth full of your arousal, you see white spots as soon as the pit in your stomach boils over. “mm shit babyy!” clawing at his dyed hair, shaking legs, broken moans, all that just by his mouth.

he made sure not to let a drop spill after pulling away, he charmingly smiles against your cum stained thighs, giving them a peck. “still with me, mama?” “ yea..” your voice is breathy, and rasp. Recovering from you recent orgasm, “ight, lift your arms .” his hands curve to your back as you do as he says. The shirt going over your head and dropping them back to your sides. “can I” he looks you dead, then trailing down to your laced bralette, hinting to take it off . “mhm” is your immediate response, feeling his slim tattooed fingers clip your bra of your chest. your nipples harden to the exposed surface of the air, “you gon lemme suck em ?” he raises a eyebrow, his tone teasing. you smile at his idiotic comment “oh my god.. yes…” connie hums at your quiet response, “yes, con. you can.” not even processing your answer he latches his mouth on your nipple like hes some type of leech. the warm wetness of his mouth soaking your nipple, whilst his other hand massages the other one — you let out quiet whines as hes twisting and pinching on it.

“imma prep you, ok, pretty?” hes slightly inaudible but you can still understand. he sliding his hand down your bare body, curving down to your inner thigh. connie collects the leftover slick and slides his lubricated digits into you. your walls immediately pulse around him index and ring, his thumb reaching to rub your clit. “oh my god..” shallow breathes escape, his long fingers massage the inside of your pussy, scissoring, pumping and curling against ; hitting all the rights spots. “just like that baby, oh fuck..” once he feels like hes gave that boob enough attention he switches, his mouth latching on your right one. you find yourself grinding on his fingers, the pleasure too much where you have to push your sticky thighs together, your nipple leaves his mouth with a ‘pop !’

“what i tell you ?” his tone hinted a warning , “to k-keep my legs open..”

“then do it, todays all about you. so let me make you feel good.”

he continues his actions with his fingers, simultaneously reaching up to give you a kiss. “think — you can ,, take me?” he’d push his fingers out through the kisses as you keep coming back for more, “yes, i need you so bad..” “dont say that, imma nut in my pants, mama” he rolls his eyes in resemblance of you. “boy pleasee” he gives you another smile before pulling his sweat pants down, you stop him. tugging on his shirt “take it off firstt” “ight ight,,” his shirt lifts over his head and thrown unknowingly in the room — his tanned abs on full display for you, god knew what he was doing when creating him cause lord.. hes so fine. “now ,, can i fuck you?” “of course.” he lowers the waistband to his thighs along with his PSD boxers. his tip slaps against his toned stomach with ongoing beads of precum oozing out the pretty brownish pink slit of his tip.

“ready, ma?” he says with a few strokes with his then — then sliding his girth through your folds. nodding another yes, he slides in. the wetness of your pussy squelches as he slids in, pretty tanned cock disappearing into your heat. “shit..” you head rolls back, eyes brows furrowing at the small stretch. “i know, ma..but you can take it..i know it.” his comforting words ease the pain, with his hand stroking your face. within a few moments he pulls out til the tip is only left inside you. “you think you can take me?” “yea..” “tell me if its too much.” whispering low, but loud enough for you to hear. he’d raise your leg on his shoulder and push back into you, sliding in and back out. making sure his rhythm wasn’t too slow or fast — from watching your facial expressions and body language, he kept his pace,

"mm.. fuck.." moaning softly, he could listen to your sounds every morning, evening, and night. "thats it mama.. " he lowers his head to the level of your neck, nibble and sucking on your bare skin. visible bite marks and hickeys grew one by one, connie loves marking you. he wants to know youre his, he loves you and wants to be there for you at all times. even when you both are on bad terms. the way his shaft disappears into every-time he rocks back into you. pushing out moans more and more, “look at you.. takin this dick so pretty..” he groaned at the feeling of your getting wetter at his choice of words. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him inches closer than what he already was to collide his lips with yours. tongues tangling beautifully together, moans, groans , and whimpers where the only thing shared along the soft skin clapping.

pulling away from his intoxicating lips, to catch your breath. he moves back down to your hickey, covered neck to add more. whispering how good it is against your neck “fuckk i miss this pussy..” — “got me wantin to nut already..” “mm..” whimpering as he brushes his tip against your cervix again. he angles his hips at certain directions to find your spot, watching your body language once again. His finger tips grazing over your beautiful curves while thrusting into you so sensually as hes laying kisses on your neck. "fuck papi.. faster.." your body squirms at neediness, just for him to obey your request — snapping his hips quicker then before, not too fast nor slow, hed do anything just to make sure you were pleased, in and out of bed! he loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied. “mm shitt !” you breath hitches on how deep he got, bumping places inside you that you couldnt reach with your own fingers, he watches your boobs bounce at the rhythm of his strokes as you grip on once tightly, those plump lips slightly agape to release moans, the crease between your hips and thighs from having your legs on his shoulders.

another moan came from you lips, the volume of them getting louder as he hits your g spot. “right here, ma?” he softly puts his hand over the small bulge re-appearing every other thrust, “y—yes! don’t stop baby.. fuck im g’na cum..” oh, he most definetily wont stop. your back arches from the pleasure, scratching on Connie’s back for some type of stability, leaving scratch marks he would definitely admire in the morning. “cum, mama. nut on this dick.” more thrusts, clit stroking, and groping away from your second orgasm. connie loves how whiney you get before you cum, your high pitched moans and whimpers is the most euphoric thing to hear from you, letting him know that you feel good. “baby..baby im cu—" cut off by a silent moan, his strokes get deeper then — what you thought — he possibly could get. gushing over his length, a white ring forming on it.

"fuuck.." he slows down to prevent himself from cumming too soon, but still allowing you to ride out your orgasm. your voice is quiet mumbling "oh baby"s, your pretty face relaxed with your lips shaped into an O. "feels so.. — fuckin good.." his voice is pitched, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, still continuing his intoxicating thrust which feels like light shocks from being overstimulated. he looks down to admire your facial features, he cant get enough of you, not even if he tried. "you like that? this dick fuckin you deep?" his voice is slightly hoarse, "yesyes mmhpp" you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your sounds, not wanting to get louder. "let me hear you." , he grabs your hand and places it your tummy buldge.

"i-im sorry... ohmygodd.. you fuckin me so good, papi.." your wet sounds from your previous orgasms leaving his lower stomcach sticky. "shit..gonna cum mama.." cant help but feel embarassed from being close too soon, but you dont care. you also want him to feel as good as you do. "fill t-this pussy up.." his cock twitching inside your silk walls, “yeah? tell me how much you want it.” thats one thing he loves, seeing you plead for anything from him, probably one of his biggest turn-ons. “so bad baby.. mhpp! make me a mom of two..” Thats all connie hears, two. "thats what i like to hear, mama.." his pace picks up, "s-shit baby..fuck im cumming.."

his breathing quickens before he lets out a drawn out groan of your name followed by a few other thrusts. letting out whimpers at his thick seed sitting inside you before dripping onto the sheets. soon he pulled out, watching in awe whilst trying to catch his breath. "jus’ wait til fathers day. imma make it up to you." refering to everything hes did for you today, "lookin forward to it, catch yo breath. i ain done." "wha..?" "you head me, imma make sure you a mother of two."

theemrsjaeger 2023 © do not plagiarize, copy, or repost anything I post. 🩶

[lady--vixen]

Non so da dove arrivi questa fiducia. Appena mi vede molla tutto e viene da me pronunciando il mio nome. Mi abbraccia, subito, e mi tiene stretta con la forza di un uccellino. Gli accarezzo i capelli, forse non dovrei, ma non posso farne a meno. Capelli corti, castani. Poi mi prende la mano e mi porta al tavolo. Vorrei ricordarmi il suo nome. Non riesco. Si siede e, serissimo, chiede: "Posso presentarti mio cugino?" Rido. Lo dice come se volesse trovarmi marito. "Tuo cugino?" "Sì, però adesso non lo vedo qui in giro. Vuoi leggere quello che ho scritto?" "Fammi vedere." Controllo. "Tutto giusto, tranne qui, guarda."

PA-NCH-INA

"Riesci a correggerlo?" "No, mi aiuti?" "Certo."

Si alza dalla sedia e mi abbraccia ancora. Peserà quindici chili.

Lorenzo. Si chiama Lorenzo.

[idettaglihere]

Ultimamente sono circondata da tante piccole cose negative che messe insieme mi provocano un senso di malessere non indifferente. Paradossalmente non sono nemmeno cose personali, bensì che mi colpiscono e che la mia mente non riesce a cancellare. Uno dei clienti che conosco da quando lavoro lì, è ricomparso dopo un mese di assenza ed è irriconoscibile. Mi ha raccontato di aver fatto un frontale con il camion (camionista di professione) a causa dell'altro camionista che ha avuto un malore ed è morto. Lui l'hanno operato in qualsiasi parte del corpo e ora non riesce nemmeno a parlare normalmente. Due sorelle e la madre che vengono sempre alla mia cassa mi raccontano che il fratello è morto fra le braccia di una di loro, dopo aver girato ogni ospedale della zona senza essere presi in considerazione perché quest'uomo era obeso, quindi non un'urgenza agli occhi dei medici. Un signore, sulla 60 ina, tutto d'un pezzo, ci scherzo sempre, oggi si è messo letteralmente a piangere davanti a me raccontandomi che la madre ha rotto entrambi i femori in un anno e non ha nessuno che lo aiuti nella gestione della sua ripresa. Si scusava per le lacrime, dicendo che non merito di vederle. Questa mattina girando in macchina ho visto due soccorritori caricare sull'ambulanza una anziana che mi ha ricordato terribilmente mia nonna, quando prima di metterla sule ho infilato il suo golfino perché aveva freddo e paura. È stata l'ultima volta che è riuscita a restare seduta. Una delle colleghe alle quali sono particolarmente legata ha avuto un comportamento che mi ha ferito ma non ho il coraggio di farglielo presente. Non dormo bene da settimane e niente riesce a calmarmi, di fatti la psichiatra insiste che io riprenda con lo xanax. Penso a quanto vorrei costruire una famiglia ma allo stesso tempo penso di essere inetta all'amore e in generale ho così tanta rabbia immagazzinata che ho paura di non riuscire a crescere un figlio senza scaricarla su di lui. Cerco un appoggio, una spalla sulla quale piangere o semplicemente posare la mia testa e non sentirmi in dovere di ricambiare. Tra un mese faccio 26 anni, sono più vicina ai 30 che ai 20, sono una adulta, ma in me vive ancora una bambina che cerca spiegazioni, amore, comprensione.

[in1-nutshell]

What is the relationship that Soundwave has with Deadloop?

Ina nutshell...

They both have mutual respect for each other.

From one hard working mech to another

Soundwave doesn't care too much about Deadloop, mainly caring about his use for the Decepticon army.

Though he is keeping an extra optic on him.

After being gone from the force too long, there is no telling if loyalty has swayed.

Deadloop respects Soundwave above most other Cons on board.

After all it's him who mainly has the army up and running.

But that doesn't mean that he is going to let his guard down, especially with Lazer rank flying around ...

[cannibl-canine]

hullo,, thought I'd share my Phighting polymorph Mimic forms cause they ar interesting !! :D

ive really only gotten medkit and subspace so far,, I used to get Banhammer every once ina while but some of my forms kinda just come and go ^_^

also ther ar somany pros n cons about being subspace SIGH. theres the fact that I'm VENOMOUS HEHHEHEH I get venom in my fangs and my tail hehehheheheh and also. breath some sort of gas ? its like the stuff that'd make you pass out I thinjk heheh. but the cons are that SUNLIGHT SUCKS. LIKE SUUCCKKS. it feels weird on my burns and my mostly exposed arm,, just uncomfy. then also I'm terribly thin, being rotten ykyk and eating feels weird. sometimes I just cant eat cause my stomach will IMMEDIATELY reject it sigh.

anyway enough rambles I'll try to post again soon,, hehehehheheheh

[jsvausvqbd]

Do Da-hae and Bok I-na

I'm so excited for the development of Dahae and Ina's relationship because there are no lies between them. They both know things no one else knows, and since there seems to be an agreement to keep quiet, it opens a huge door for character development.

In a way, both are parallels/ folds to each other. Both grew up without a mother, both had alcoholic parents and basically no one else to help them (Ina technically has a family but they're a mess so I'm going to pretend they're inexistent for this). Dahae is what Ina could end up as if surrounded by the wrong people, and we're already seeing crumbs of this with her 'friendship' with the other seventh grader, Ina is a people pleaser because she wants to be loved/accepted. On the other hand, Dahae is a con-artist willing to marry and scam men... why? sure, it's mainly to pay off her debt but no one can convince me she doesn't crave for love and/or a family as well. I mean, she calls the woman that put her in a debt in the first place 'mom', both in public and in private showing that there is emotional dependency from Dahae's side. Dahae is just as in need of familial love as Ina is, which is why I'm excited for them to bond.

Although I know that Dahae and Gwiju's eventual romance is inevitable - as Ina stated, Dahae's feelings are already getting in her way- what I think is going to be the turning point for Dahae to "change" and I theorize, ultimately leave the family alone will not be Gwiju but Ina herself. I mean, Dahae is not a great person, sure, but at least she's not delusional and tries to convince herself that what she's doing isn't wrong. She knows, and this is why I think she'll eventually leave for Ina's sake, as to preclude her to become as lonely as she is. Anyways, I can't wait to see in what direction these characters are taken.

♡

[inaspv]

deja ir un suspiro, completamente derrotada cuando una carpeta de papeles se le vuelve a caer al piso. "perdona" se dirige a la persona que pasa a su lado, ofreciéndole su mejor sonrisa cuando miradas se encuentran. "¿te importaría sostenerme el café un segundo?" pregunta entonces, alzando el vaso de starbucks que tiene en su diestra. ( @owensf. )

[altrovemanonqui]

Ore 19:53

Farmacia.

“Mi da una scatola di Tachidol?”

“Buonasera,la ricetta?”

“Non ce l’ho…”

“Mi spiace non posso darglielo…”

“Ah già…vero… perché c è dentro la COCAINA…”

“Codeina…”

“Eh si…la cocaina…”

“CO…DE…INA…”

“Sempre quello è…”

“Si, appunto. Torni con la ricetta della Cocaina…”

Alle 19:53 giuro che mi fate veramente solo MALE!

Sipario.

[semtituloh]

Vía in Mezz'ora

Una donna palestinese in lutto che stringe a sé il corpo senza vita di una bambina, uccisa in un raid israeliano nella Striscia. È questa l’immagine che ha conquistato il World Press Photo 2024. L’ha scattata il fotoreporter della Reuters Mohammed Salem.

La donna rannicchiata si chiama Inas Abu Maamar. E il corpicino che culla e abbraccia è quello della nipotina Saly, di soli cinque anni. Saly è morta insieme a sua madre e a sua sorella. La loro casa a Khan Younis, nel sud della Striscia, è stata colpita da un missile nell’ottobre scorso. L’immagine è stata già ribattezzata “la pietà di Gaza”, per la somiglianza nella posa con l’opera di Michelangelo.

La foto vincitrice è stata scattata il 17 ottobre 2023, a meno di due settimane dall’attacco di Hamas e dall’inizio della guerra su Gaza. “È stato un momento potente e triste e ho sentito che l'immagine riassumeva in senso lato ciò che stava accadendo nella Striscia di Gaza”, ha commentato il fotografo della Reuters.

“È un'immagine davvero profondamente commovente”, ha affermato la presidente della giuria del World Press Photo, Fiona Shields. «Una volta che lo vedi, ti rimane in mente. È come una sorta di messaggio letterale e metaforico sull'orrore e l'inutilità del conflitto. E rappresenta un argomento incredibilmente potente a favore della pace», ha aggiunto.

Il mondo di #InMezzora

[axiina]

- NAVIGATION ☆

CHARACTER LIST - MASTERLIST

- INTRODUCTION ☆

hi! i’m Ina. you can also call me axii. i’m 19 and go by she/her pronouns. I moved here from another account.

status: active

inbox: open for asks/thirsts

- RULES☆

be respectful to me and others

check my character list before sending asks.

if you're a minor you can only read the fluff and angst.

you’re allowed to swear on this blog

respect people's pronouns.

please don’t rush me for things. i will try to be as active as possible

if you have real criticism or concerns then shoot me an ask but if you simply don’t like the content, then just ignore and avoid it

do not repost, copy and alter any part of my works as a whole and pass it off as your own.

DNI if you are: proshipper, LGBTQIA-phobic, anti-neopronounse, pedopile, racist, sexist, ableist, xenophobic

- WRITING & REQUESTS ☆

topics i WILL NOT write: pedophilia, sexual assault (non-con), necrophilia, ddlg, LGBTQIA-phobia, racism, ableism, incest(targcest doesn’t count), mpreg, heavy bdsm, piss play, fear play (gun, knife play)

SFW topics i will write: fluff, angst, character x oc, character x reader, neurodivergent character/reader, headcanons, hurt and comfort, unrequited love, AUs, character/reader death, mental illness, comfort fics, platonic, family etc

NSFW topics i WILL write: dom!reader, switch!reader, sub!reader, pegging, bondage, choking, size difference, character x oc, character x reader, gn!reader, fem!reader, afab!reader (i’m sorry but i can’t write amab!reader), sensory deprivation, voyeurism, exhibitionism, crossdressing, etc

if you’re unsure, just ask!

I WRITE FOR:

genshin impact

arcane

fnaf (mainly security breach)

eldarya

final fantasy VII

haikyuu

jujutsu kaisen

tears of themis

the arcana

the witcher (books, games, tv series)

hunger games (also the ballade of songbirds and snakes)

the umbrella academy

heartstopper

Call of Duty

stardew valley

Baldur's gate 3

house of the dragon

- WARNINGS AND NOTES☆

my first language is not English, so there may be some mistakes. i apologize for all of them. if it bothers you, please leave this blog

My works are based on my interpretation of the characters and their personalities. They’re not always 100% consistent with canon

if you are against minority groups; this includes but is limited to: the LGBTQ+ community, poc, disabled persons. Leave.

For female/afab characters, I only write platonic and romantic (sfw only). I'm not comfortable with writing nsfw works with female characters, sorry

Each teenage character will be aged up.

on this blog will also be a shitpost about literally everything. if it bothers you, please leave