#I need some inspo for writing

[streamingcolors-gvf]

I need angry Jake inspo, you guys 👀

[welcometogrouchland]

I understand that literature nerd Jason Todd is kind of overblown in fanon compared to it's actual presence in canon (a few issues during his pre (and post?)crisis Robin tenure that highlight it) BUT consider that I think it's hilarious if the unhinged gun toting criminal has strong opinions on poetry

[daenysx]

wanna tell me your filthiest nsfw thoughts on marauders?

[becca-e-barnes]

Hey Becca! Could you do something with dbf bucky and reader? Imagine he has to spend the night and the guest room is right beside yours. You’ve been horny for him all night, barely finding satisfaction with your fingers. Bucky thinks he’s dreaming when he hears your moans and starts to palm himself. But then he hears you moan for him and he can’t wait, he makes his way to your room. He fucks you into oblivion with one hand over your mouth because you have to be quiet.

Pleaseeee, the idea of being the person he thinks about while he touches himself does things to me 🙈

And I love the whole thought of him desperately trying not to touch himself, even though it's all he wants to do. He'd hear your tiny gasps and soft groans, the gentle sobs of his name and he'd do his best to think of anything other than how you must look in that moment.

He knows he could block it out. He could put on his headphones and listen to music and wait for you to finish. If he did that, he could get up in the morning and look you in the eye and pretend nothing ever happened. He knows he absolutely should do that but he swears if he listens closely enough, he can hear the slick sounds of your fingers dipping inside your soaked cunt and he can't pass up the opportunity to hear that.

Almost without thinking about it, his hand wraps around his cock, stroking absentmindedly, just seeking some relief from his own frustration.

He hangs on each one of your shaky breaths. He strokes himself faster when your moans get louder, edging himself in time with you but it's fucking torture. Your little cries of "Bucky, please" wear down his resolve faster than he imagined.

You're pleading. You're begging him to fuck you and he can't ignore it. His dick rules his head as he takes a deep breath, putting his underwear back on before climbing out of bed, crossing the short distance between his room and your door.

He knocks twice, calls your name and waits for you to answer before he enters. Even with just your dim bedside lamp on, he can see the discomfort on your face, mentally prepared for the most awkward conversation of your life.

It doesn't come though. "You were thinking of me?" Bucky asks, his voice calm and barely louder than a whisper.

You nod, watching his face closely. "You were thinking of me while you edged yourself?"

You nod again, a little more embarrassed this time. Clearly he'd been listening for way too long.

"Do you know what you did to me?" His hand falls to his boxers, palming his length. "You and that pretty little pussy are trouble."

Your fingers circle your clit under the covers and without seeing your hand, he knows exactly what you're doing. "Bucky, please." You whimper once more, overwhelmed by the relief that this didn't take the horrendously awkward turn you thought it would. "Please touch me."

That's all he wants to do. It's all he's wanted for the best part of an hour and he's so far past the point of talking himself out of it.

He's on the bed in a second, pushing the covers out of the way so he has access to your body. His lips are hot on yours, exactly how you imagined they would be, kissing you with an urgency you'd only dreamed of.

His boxers are quickly discarded again and while he'd love to draw it out, neither of you have the patience in that moment. There's plenty of time for later.

His cock feels heavy, resting against your slick entrance and you both marvel at the sound it makes when he grinds it against your soaked folds.

"Stay nice and quiet, sweetheart." He whispers, lining his tip up with your entrance, beginning to press inside. "If I could hear you moaning my name, chances are everyone else in the house could too." His hand covers your mouth, muffling your groan as he begins to press inside you, whispering the filthiest praises in your ear.

[mynephewmarriedajaguar]

to the one amangela fic writer who hasn’t posted anything new in a bit (you should know exactly who you are), i just want you to know that there IS in fact a rabid animal clawing its way through my chest every time i check ao3 and don’t see your name over a new work. just keep that in mind <3

[rescuefield-arch1]

what if i changed my fc to ka.rol queir.oz

[oceisastar]

MDNI

helloooo friends wanna send me some chubby!gn!reader x Miguel O’Hara requests 😏

[majorproblems77]

Be me.

Writing Whumptober prompts, as i work through some ideas in my head for the writer's block I'm having right now.

Resist the urge to write about 4 new WIPS that are unrelated to anything and everything right now.

But also. Sky beloved, he needs more written about him.

What to do?

[madame-fear]

I HAVE LIKE 13 PENDING REQUESTS I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THISSS

[slowandsteddie]

I’m trying to get back into writing longer pieces again, and like nothing I have is holding my attention.

So I wanna try something.

Recommend me songs and I’ll try to write something based on either lyrics or vibes.

Please?

Pretty please with a cherry on top?

[drewmorg4n]

currently in a shrick? (i don’t even know what their ship name is) phase…(rick x shane if anyone’s confused)

does anyone have any fic recommendations? smut, sad, angst, fluff literally anything. i’ll read it. please…

[ice-block]

Question for people who do art commissions or have commissioned art in the past: is it a good idea to buy a commission with very little idea of what I actually want other than “here’s my oc can you draw them looking cool I will give you total creative freedom” or even as broad as “here’s a few ocs pick one you like and draw them looking cool” do artists like that sort of thing or is it putting an unnecessary burden on them

[curscival]

Maybe today I ought to try and write for one of my 4 WIPs currently sitting in my folder...

[swede]

hmm…

aster of the fae

- stolen by a human as a young faerie during a great war the kingdom once had against the fae

- raised in seclusion by a gentle, loving mother who wholeheartedly believes in magic and has never tried to snuff out her light

- no father. none. bye.

- kept away from all people as means of protection

- one of the only few surviving fae from the war, she is unaware if any of her kind are left. she has never seen another faerie

- lives in a little cottage at the edge of the woods. lots of baskets and berries and cotton dresses and goats and bunnies and stuff

- eventually her mother ages and dies. WAH WAH

- left completely to her own devices she sets out into the world. she is well aware of what she is and she has somewhat harnessed her powers in healing and controlling nature

- she is easily swarmed by humans and they are fascinated by her. she is brought before a new king, a great-grandson of the previous king who started the war

- she is mistaken for a goddess and worshipped as such, placed on a pedestal she does not want and didn’t ask for

- lives in the palace for several decades. centuries maybe? never grows old etc etc and because of this the belief in her is only strengthened

- her story devolves into myth, into legend, she can be found in ancient script and scrolls

- she eventually runs away. there’s an uproar. crops begin to die and the kingdom is turned into a realm of forever winter. it never recovers in her absence

- the kingdom is frozen in time. it remains there to modern day. ashamed of the damage she’s done, she places a spell on the kingdom in order to hide it from other humans. it is empty and desolate.

- OPTION 1: she haunts the kingdom and stays there forever in order to try to undo what she has done to this land

- OPTION 2: she explores the world and makes it to modern day, still seeking her own kind wherever she goes

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

less than one week till Fontaine, less than one week till Fontaine, less than one week till Fontaine.......

[supercutofbuck]

kind of in the mood to write some buddie fics… so if someone has an idea or maybe a prompt my inbox is open… just saying… just putting it out there…

(for past fic reference: shutupheather )