#Requests: open

[himbos-hotline]

☆ { pulling } their hair mattkenny?

I was born something (what could I be?) if you saw this be posted early, no you didnt!, 1,933 words read on ao3

It isn't the first time Matt's stood across the ring from Kenny and some small part of him knows that it won't be the last but as he stares across the ring, he's never felt further away than what he does right at that moment. 

The middle of his chest rolls and bile bubbles up the back of his throat and Matt has to do everything not to crawl under the ring to throw up. He stands, gazes up at his little brother and it feels like forever since he's seen the puzzled glare in nicks eyes, watches how his eyes shift across Kenny's shoulders, gazing so hard that Matt can hear Nick's brain begging for Kenny to just look at them! "Look at us." Matt mouths and it sounds like a growl, like something deep in his heart has cracked and it tastes bitter. 

Hatred tastes bitter and Matt knows he's never fully going to get used to the taste as it covers his teeth. 

Kenny's eyes meet Matt's for just a second and he pretends to recognise their friend through the fluttering light eyelashes and the cold eyes, the corner of his lips twitch just a little and something in Matt, someone a lot softer, pulls at him inside until he flashes kenny a grin and he waits, waits with impatient breath for Kenny to smile back but he just drops his eyes, letting Kota slide his hand around Kenny's shoulders and the knot in Matthew's chest tightens. 

He barely hears the bell ring, it's a low drone in the back of his skull when it does happen and it takes Nick to poke at his side for Matt to feel real again. He squares his shoulders, shakes his head and stares. "I want Kenny." He shouts and to everyone else it sounds like a confession. The crowd falls into a nervous hush as if they're waiting before exploring when Kenny's dented ring boots scratch their way into the ring and suddenly it all feels just a little bit smaller. The air feels a little bit more tighter around Matt's chest and he breathes in heavy enough that it must begin to hurt his ribs because the nausea goes away and replaces itself with pain. 

He soaks into it at first, circles kenny like hes an animal stalking prey but soon Kenny is the one to strike the first hit; a warm, heavy slap that makes Matt's cheek burn under the fake tan and almost like they're tangled together, Matt feels Nick wince on the apron. He keeps Kota in the corner of his eyes as Matt fights back, he lashes out- feet and fists dancing and whipping and Matt wants to believe his anger is born out of anything other than desperation. 

He doesn't know how Kenny gets the upper hand, knees drilling into his chest but it hurts. Matt feels his bones bend around Kenny's as if they're melting together; an imperfect stew of heartbreak and Matt opens wet eyes, blinks until the word comes back into focus under the bright lights and there's Nick, staring back with the same heartbreak shimmering like a mirror in his eyes. 

"Nick, get me out of here." Matt asks and he knows he's begging, he knows the way that his voice tumbles into the mat is pathetic but when his eyes flutter back to stare at his brother, arms falling over his head in protection, Nicks staring at him fearfully and it's a look that Matt's seen etched on his brothers face so many times. From childhood thunderstorms to their first day in a new place, squashed into the same bunk bed. "Nick." Matt calls and he's trying, fighting against his own fear. "get me out of here!" 

"Keep going Matt." Is Nick's only reply and for a few haunting seconds, the darkest part of Matthew hates the fearful shapes of his baby brother. He scowls, grabs onto Kenny's ankle and twists. He feels the bones shifting between his shaking hands and Matt pretends not to notice the way his fingertips itch at the hem of Kenny's ring pants as if his own nails, round and sharp, are trying to claw at the leather until their friend comes back. Almost like a rebirth and when Nick finally tags in, Matt finds it so ironic that they're still treating Kenny like a god. 

The bitterness seems to soak out of Matt, covering him like a second skin before Nick starts lashing out, punching and kicking and soon Matt has him against the ropes, hands around his shoulders. "Nick." He raises both eyebrows, nudges his brother's face to make him look at him. "We got this." 

"I know." 

Nick tags his brother in and Matt wrestles until his veins start to burn with pain. He feels his back seizing; muscles tensing, limbs stinging and he can taste the ghost of blood in his mouth. He spits and it comes back clear and Matt wonders why he feels like he's decomposing through the match. He doesn't know how long they've been wrestling or how long that the crowd has been so wrapped up that their silence is almost cold. There's the drone of the bell and Matt doesn't question who won, he just gathers himself up between his arms and stumbles backstage, pulling knots out of his hair.

He knows Nick is there, he always will be. 

Matt doesn't ask what happened, he lets his little brother slide under his arm and he holds him until Nick stops tapping against his sweaty chest. "its okay." 

"I want my friend back." Nick whispers and Matt just sighs, rests his chin against the top of his little brothers head and squeezes, holds him so tight that maybe the sadness would melt through and Matt could father it up and toss it into the sea, like how they did as kids- throwing concerns into the creek or crumpling it up with torn paper in an old waste paper basket. But there's none of that now, the two of them are alone in a sea of indescribable feelings with only each other to cling too as the waves lap at their feet beckoning them to join it. 

"I know Nicky." Matt whispers and when he kisses his little brother's head, the heavy sigh is a promise. "Go get ready to leave, I'll be back soon." Matt knows not to say anything else to Nick, just lets him stare as Matt stumbles through the crowd backstage. 

He dodges through the cameras past the shadows of reporters that dance across the walls and Matt wonders if this is how Orpheas felt, wandering the same walls of the underworld that he had before in another lifetime, spirits watching and waiting for him to screw up and to drag yet another man foolish enough to love back to hell. 

Matt knows where Kenny stays, follows the crowd of laughter, of mumbled Japanese praise, of the thud of another body slamming against white painted bricks and he knocks on the door hard enough that it rattles under Matt's sweat stained palm almost like it's as scared as he fills. "Kenny, open the damn door!" Matt snaps and the lock cracks and Kenny stands, hair tousled, lips swollen gazing at Matt. "Why the hell are you doing this!?" 

Matt doesn't know why he shoves his way into the room or why he's half surprised when Kota looks up from his place against the wall, hair falling over his eyes. "Out." Matt snaps and Kenny stands in the doorway. 

"You can't throw him out!" 

"Why not?! It's all his fault!" Matt snaps and there's suddenly hands on his shoulders, round nails stabbing into his shaking frame and he thrashes. "Let me go!" He lands  a couple of weak hits against Kota's chest, his knee pushing between his as his back slams into the wall and Matt lets out a choked soba and there's pain in the back of his brain, flooding like a bleed through his skull. 

There's a mumble conversation that makes Matt's ears burn and he tries to pick up on the small number of words he can remember through the nervousness. He keeps his eyes closed and tries to breathe through the feeling of his legs starting to tingle. his back hurts, really hurts and Matt barely has time to focus on it before Kota's hands lift slowly off him and the door slams. Matthew feels himself deflate against the wall, feels the scratch of the bricks hitting against the joints of his shoulderblades and he's slow to open his eyes- blinking up at Kenny as he scowls.

"Why do you always have to fuck things up!?" Kenny snaps the moment Matt parts his lips to speak. There's such anger in his voice that it hurts when the words finally hit Matt's ears. 

"ME!?" He snaps, he raises his arms, pretending to not notice the way that Kenny flinches. The two of them stare at one another, panting, breathing in each other's anger. "You hurt me." Matt says, almost whispering the confession into the heavy air around them and he watches how Kenny's face crumples in confusion. "You hurt me because you hurt Nick and you hurt me when you shoved me to the ground and-" 

"I get it!" Kenny is closer now, crowding into Matt's space when he's against the wall and he's panting onto Matt's lips, breathing in Matt's shaking breath. "But Kota is...he's special." He admits and the way that his voice morphs, softens and shakes makes Matt feel sick. 

"More special than what we had?" Matt asks and he takes a risk, he dives head first into the river of stupidity and steals a kiss. It's slow- almost cautious as if the two of them are learning how each other moves, how the other thinks and Kenny is almost whimpering into Matt's parted lips before he pulls away, breathing heavily and leaving Matt still leaning against the wall licking at his swollen lips. "Kenny?" Matt whispers and Kenny just shakes his head. 

"What?" 

"I won't hurt Kota." Kenny mumbles and by the time that he's staring up at Matt there's almost an apology in his eyes. 

"We were always there for you Kenny...even when he..." Matt lets the words melt away on his tongue because he knows whatever he's desperate to say will be useless, that begging Kenny to come back is just a fruitless endeavor. 

Kenny will always choose someone else other than him and when Matt just sighs, shifting off the wall, Kenny catches his wrist. 

The two of them stare at one another and Kenny smiles and it's the same crooked smile that Matt's seen more times than he can count. He lets Matt step closer and slide their lips together and the kiss almost tastes like a goodbye. Kenny's hand knots into Matt's hair pulling him closer and closer until Matt's pressing himself so desperately against Kenny's chest that it feels like he's trying to dig into his chest; under the cage of his ribs until he can wrap a hand around his heart and squeeze Kota out like pus from a pimple. 

Kenny tugs harder. Just enough that Matt whimpers a little surprised into his mouth and it stuns them both so much that they pull away from one another and Kenny untangles his hands from the back of Matt's skull. "I'll come back." Kenny whispers.”We are the elite afterall.” 

Matt has no other choice to believe that it's a promise. 

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[florvaine]

MASTERLIST — MY HERO ACADEMIA REQS OPEN!

S. TODOROKI 1. old love! { fluff, expanded headcannons } 2. tied him down to my queen bed! { suggestive, nsfw, aged up }

B. KATSUKI 1. denial! { fluff, expanded headcannons } 2. heavy is the crown! { fantasy au, fluff }

GENERAL FICS

1. cure-alls!

{zombie au series, bi!fem! reader}

+ more to be added!

[malikaihii]

hey guys! i’d like to start off with saying happy trans visibility day (i know im late im sorry 😭😭) and i’m so proud of all trans people out there (including me yippee!!) <33

now i don’t think im gonna do smaus anymore cause the app i had was frustrating and im low on storage 😭 but please feel free to send one shot/drabble requests!!

i write for:

cowboy bebop - Spike Spiegel (there’s just the most info on him and i love him)

MHA - most characters (all characters that are teens in the show are written in the time skip)

HQ - most characters (any under 18 character will be written in the time skip)

JJK - most characters except for mahito or manga only characters as i’ve only read mangas 1-4 :P (again minor character would be written in a time skipped manor)

All stories will be gender neutral (unless specified but in that case it would only be in the case of like “telling ___ you’re trans” other than that it will be gender neutral because, as a trans man, there’s so many female readers stories and i want more non gender specific stories)

no nsfw :p

please understand if i don’t respond to your ask or it takes a while my motivation and energy is very “come and go” and sometimes it takes a while for inspiration!

Final note, be mindful that this is all for fun so if you don’t like a story or if there’s grammar errors please just ignore them!!

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OH AND THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS :DDD

[venu5ss]

—requests are OPEN

i’ve never done this before but i’m open to fanfic requests!

when requesting, outline what fandom, character, gender/pronouns used and storyline. feel free to request specific dynamics and preferences

i can do characters that aren’t listed, these are just my favourites

i’m also always open to feedback but please be kind :)

—fandoms and characters

—TV SHOWS + FILMS

avatar the last airbender

(zuko, haru, katara, sokka, suki, jet)

how to train your dragon

(hiccup, astrid, valka, eret, heather)

star wars

(cassian andor, jyn erso, anakin, padme, luke, obi-wan, ahsoka, han solo, mando, poe dameron, finn, rey)

arcane

(viktor, jayce, vi, caitlyn, sevika, mel)

—ANIMES

demon slayer

(akaza, tanjiro, inosuke, giyuu, obanai, mitsuri, shinobu, tengen, sabito)

jujutsu kaisen

(yuji, megumi, nobara, maki)

one piece

(zoro, sanji, luffy, ACE, nami)

—GAMES

red dead redemption

(charles smith, arthur morgan, javier escuella, sadie adler, lenny summers, john marston, ask in rqs for others)

the last of us (only played p1 so far)

(joel, tess, p2 ellie)

hogwarts legacy

(ominis gaunt, sebastian sallow)

overwatch

(cassidy, ashe, pharah, brig, zarya, genji, hanzo, kiriko, reaper, sojourn, venture, ask in rqs for others)

—what i will and won’t write

will

-fluff, angst, headcanons, can try smut

-wlw, wlm and gender neutral relationships

-character x fem or gender neutral reader, can do char x char but depends on the characters

won’t

-dark content (inc*st, abuse, p*dophilia, dubcon/noncon etc.)

-oc x reader

[honestcompassion]

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 - 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 welcome to my candy store !!

❝HONEY, WHAT YOU WAITIN FOR? WELCOME TO MY CANDY STORE!!❞

𓍯𓂃𓏧♡INTRO

Salutations! You may call me Honest. I’m a 19-year-old working student who enjoys writing as a pastime! My pronouns are she/her/hers, and I’m a bisexual ENTP.

The focus of this account is Cookie Run: Kingdom content, with a particular emphasis on yandere-themed writing. I create yandere-inspired Cookie Run: Kingdom content for all readers; however, I’d prefer not to write for children.

If you’d like to make a request, feel free to include specific details to help me bring your idea to life—though this is entirely optional. Let’s create something captivating together!

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Before we begin with the fun writing! I would like to get a few things clear, please keep these rules in mind when requesting for a cookie.

No CanonxCanon or CanonxOC: I exclusively write canonxreader content to keep my works accessible and inclusive for all readers.

Age Restrictions: I will not accept requests that involve child-coded characters or scenarios with a child reader insert. This is a firm boundary.

Sensitive Topics: While I do accept morally incorrect themes such as incest and noncon, I will not write these topics involving child characters or a child reader. Any such requests will be rejected outright.

Romantic and Platonic Content: I write for both romantic and platonic dynamics, allowing for a wide variety of story possibilities.

Tropes: I’m open to all tropes, ranging from light-hearted to dark themes. Feel free to get creative with your requests, as long as they respect the boundaries above.

Respect and Communication: Requests are welcome, but please respect my boundaries and be clear about your ideas. Specific details are encouraged but not mandatory.

Yandere Focus: My content emphasizes yandere themes, so expect intense emotions and morally complex narratives.

Regarding the cookies: I will portray them as humanized characters with human anatomy. If you would like further details or clarification about this portrayal, feel free to ask.

THE STORE IS NOW OPEN!

requests: open

[hotchsofficialwifey]

please send me Mike Schmidt requests/thirst/ideas!! I want to hear all your thoughts on this man!! I’m not used to writing smut so I may not (unless I really want to lol), but I will try to write for/answer everything you guys request!

love you, stay hydrated!

[nateezfics]

i told myself i wasn’t gonna do this yet, but fuck it.

i am opening my requests!!

if you’ve been wanting to request from me, now is your time! i will only be leaving requests open for the time being, but i’ll make sure to announce when they are closed again.

please make sure to read my rules before requesting. can’t wait to see what y’all send in!

[fawnslatte]

REQUEST STATUS: OPEN!

For anyone who wants to request drabbles, headcanons or fics, I'm within these fandoms:

Ouran High School Host Club

The Apothecary Diaries

Love and Deepspace

Romantic Killer

Jujutsu Kaisen

Fruits Basket

Naruto

If a series/book/manga that you liked is not here, feel free to ask me and I'll see if I can write it!

What I don't Write:

Underage Inappropriate Content

Homophobia / Racism outside of emphasising it's injustice.

Rape: Non-con | Dead Dove Do Not Eat

Real Life People : Celebrities : Actors, etc.

From June 7th 2025, I will only write for 2 characters per request in Headcanon and Drabbles types, and 1 character per One-Shots.

Please state in your request if you're okay with nsfw or not!

[silverskye13]

Doodling time..... Send me requests

[lockedloki]

im back! im back im back im BACK!!! yessssssss finally!!!!

i missed this blog so very much! got deactivated, got reactivated, forgot password, remembered password after 2 years, and now I'M BACK!

you know what, fuck it, requests open for tolkien, transformers and bnha for the next week! i feel so powerful!! whooo!

[himbos-hotline]

Sorry for the lack of prompt for the Trans Hangman Adam Page fic. I was thinking u can surprise me.

I am okay with any Hangman ship. Maybe Mox x Hangman or Matt x Hangman. For the prompt, body praise kink will be cute and a blushing Hangman with happy tears 🤔

Feel free to write it and have fun writing it👍 Thank you 😊

The creation of Man

READ ON AO3 | 1.4k words

They never plan these meetings, Matt kind of wishes that they would. 

He gets a text; feels the lust flash through his phone with every garbled message and he excuses himself, leaves his phone locked and facedown in the middle of the couch, shoved between couch cushions and it's almost a thrill to leave it there. The thrill of being caught- Hangman's shaking hands tapping out against his phone screen, each filthy message playing out for someone else's eyes while his lips are pressing to the inside of Matt's neck, teeth clashing when Adam pulls his hair to make him look at him.

"Hi." Matt whispers when he pushes the bathroom door open and Adam replies with a grunt, lips already searching against Matt's self tanned skin and Matt lets him pin him against the door of the bathroom, lets his lips press into his so hard that it almost hurts when he pulls away, spit dripping down his chin.

Matt licks the back of his teeth, tastes the last of the whiskey on off Adam's spit and sighs. Any other time he'd be disappointed but as he gasps in soft breathes, he lets Adam be addicting. "You won." Matt whispers into the small space between them as he presses his hand over Adam's shoulder. His palm feels damp and he pulls back, wincing at the blood that paints it way into the grooves of Matt's palm-lines. "You're still bleeding cowboy." Matt's lips twist and Adam sighs a little softer.

"Do you care?" Adam asks and Matt sighs. "Not like that, I know you care." He flails his hand and rests his chin against the crown of Matt's head. "It's not important, I need you." He whispers and he frowns when Matt frowns up at him. "Matty."

"You do know I care right?" Matt says slowly, wiping Adam's blood down his shirt, silently happy that he chose to wear black. "Is it a deep wound, let me see." Adam frowns a little and Matt nudges him in the side and soon he's crouched over the sinks, letting Matt dab away at the cut with wet toilet paper. "It's not that deep, barely a scratch."

"Yeah. I told you that!" Adam mumbles, chucking into the sound of running water. The sound is so soft that Matt feels it ripple through his skin before he hears it and something inside of him glows. He's making Adam laugh even while picking his dry blood out from under manicured nails. "You worry too much." Adam whispers, wrapping his hand around Matt as they pull apart.

"I gotta worry about my best wrestler, what kinda boss would I be?" His voice was soft and jovial, watching how Adam leans against the counter and there's water soaking into the back of his jeans, Matt just knows there is because he watches the leather turn a darker black until he can't take it anymore and he chuckles. "Move from there, you're gonna catch your death."

"Nah." Adam waves his hand dismissively, wraps his arms around Matt and kisses him again, lets Matts hands over his top surgery scars until his skin rises in little bumps and Matt's biting at his bottom lip as he pulls away to press little kiss against his collarbone and Adam lets him sink his teeth into the bone, even when it starts to ache he doesnt pull away. He whimpers into the air around them, hands falling to the edge of the sink and he grips, squeezes hard enough his fingers whiteknuckle and Matt's pressing into his space, sliding his tongue over the sensitive buds of his nipples and Adam just lets Matt slobber over him. "Enough now pup" His voice trembles just a little and Matt nods, pulling away slow enough that strands of spit connect him to Adam's heaving chest.

"You're really handsome ya know that?" Matt whispers, voice barely a rumble in the air when Adamp pushes him into the end stall. The door locks by his hand and Matt rests himself against the door for a few seconds, feels the lock crack but it doesn't open and he settles into himself smiling as he watches Adam tugging at his suit jacket. He watches Adam blink a few times, glancing up at Matt through his eyelashes before his lips twitch and Matt wraps his hands around his wrists. "Yeah you're really handsome, the perfect kinda man. I see why you chose the name Adam now."

Matt follows the pink rise on Adam's cheeks and the two of them share a small smile, a grin that's kissed into each other's lips. Matt feels Adams hand, large and rough wrapping around his neck, picking at the pearls. "I like these." Adam whispers and Matt giggles into his opening mouth as he steals another kiss.

"I thought you would." Matt giggles and soon Adam's hands are running up the hem of his shirt, tugging at his suit pants to pull him closer and closer until it almost hurts to be pushed so tightly together. They kiss, Matt's hands roaming across Adam's damp chest and soon he feels his pants sliding slowly down self tanned thighs and he whimpers, feels Adam's hard pressing and squeezing at his thighs and Matt understands the message, he hops like they're wrestling one another and Adam catches him; his legs wrap around Adam's hips and he grinds against him softly, just enough that Adam whimpers into his ear. "You're always so needy after wrestling, it's cute!"

Adam nips at the curve of Matt's ear, lets Matt press soft hands against his heaving chest, lets him wrap them around the back of his neck, scratching at the short tufts of hair and Adam feels his skin come alight under Matt's hands and he knows it's meant to be a dirty hookup- they are squished together in an arena toilet, lips frantic and hands so slow against one another and it's the most beautiful Adam has ever felt as Matt pulls him out of his ring gear. "Put me down." Matt whispers and Adam lets him, sits on the closer toilet lid and blushes when Matt slides between his legs, boxers tight around his tenting cock and he presses kisses across his cock, tongue sliding out against his slit and its enough to make Adam stuff his bottom up into his mouth to stuffle the sound of his moans.

"Gorgeous dick." Matt whispers and Adam lets a whimper slip past his kiss-swollen lips. Matt takes the head of his cock into his mouth and socks softly, tongue flat against the weight of Adam's cock and it's enough for his hios to twitch just enough to fill Matt's mouth and he lets Matt suck and lick until it starts to hurt and Adam tugs at his head. He lets himself fill Matt's mouth for a few seconds before he pulls out and pulls Matt into a kiss, hands still tangled into his hair.

"Come on, wanna make you cum!" Matt whimpers into Adam's mouth and Adam grunts in reply, a hand wrapping around their dicks. It's tight enough that it hurts and Matt knows that he's squeezing at him, fearing that he'll have let each other go.

It's a small moment of soft heaven through the anger of their feud, a small scrap of safety and Matt doesn't want to let it go either so he lets adam line their cocks up again and pump his right hand until it hurts and Matt shakes his head against his shoulder and adam let's go instantly, bottom lip twisting in apology. "Hey it's okay cowboy. I just.. let me yeah?"

Matt spits into his hand, holds it out for Adam to copy and he watches how he rolls his tongue in his mouth and soon it's spilling out his mouth and their spit mixes on Matt's hand in a disgusting display of affection and he grinds down on Adam just enough that he feels his balls draw closer and he whispers praise into the air around them. "You're such a good cowboy. Good body, good boy, good good good-" Matt dishes out the praise through heavy puffs of air and Adam lets his head roll backwards and soon he's cumming across Matt's heaving chest and the two of them breathe in one another's pleasure.

Matt doesn't mind that he doesn't cum because Adam licks his own cum off Matt's heaving chest and the feeling of his tongue against his nipples and under the pulsepoint of his neck is more than enough pleasure. Adam scratches his hotel room number into Matt's ass cheek and when Matt returns back to the locker room, he sneaks into the bathroom to send Adam pictures.

"You look great baby." Adam texts back and Matt grins before replying back.

"Says the best self-made man in the world!"

⏤⏤⏤╝❀ taglist ❀╚⏤⏤⏤╗

@smallestsnarkestgirl @skyqueen3 @josiewrites

@golden-disaster @sincyrlee @glitchaxolol @chainsawmoxley @fletcherfluid

@katries @motorcitygem @powderflower

@miserablecreachur @afterdarkprincess @mobiblackout @golden-disaster

@harvey-dent @aerodaltonimperial @spacegatito @meginthebuilding27

@appleappreciator31 @sadiesm @dearestwaves

[florvaine]

—– requests: OPEN

please note: it may take a while for me to complete asks, please be patient! when requesting, outline what fandom, character, gender/pronouns used and the storyline.

‘what do you write for?’

[ask in rq’s = nearly all characters/too many characters]

— TV SHOWS

the walking dead [masterlist]

(DARYL DIXON, rick grimes, michonne grimes, carl grimes, maggie rhee, GLENN RHEE, ROSITA ESPINOSA, tara chambers, carol peletier)

alice in borderland

(arisu, usagi, CHISHIYA, KUINA, ann)

weak hero class (all characters!)

arcane (all characters!)

— GAMES

red dead redemption [masterlist]

(arthur morgan, JAVIER ESCEULLA, CHARLES SMITH, john marston, hosea matthews, sadie adler, sean macguire, abigail roberts, karen smith, MOLLY O’SHEA, lenny summers, mary-beth gaski, tilly jackson, EAGLE FLIES)

sally face

(SAL FISHER, ashley campbell, larry johnson)

stardew valley

(all bachelors + bachelorettes)

danganronpa

(ask in rq’s!)

the walking dead series

(clementine (final season ONLY), lee)

the last of us

(joel miller, ellie (more to come))

the quarry

(all characters!)

detroit: become human

(CONNOR, kara, markus)

life is strange

— ANIMES

my hero academia [masterlist] (ask in rq’s!)

tokyo ghoul

(ask in rq’s!)

cyberpunk: edgerunners

(ask in rq’s!)

deathnote

(ask in rq’s!)

haikyuu!!

(ask in rq’s!)

nanbaka

(ask in rq’s!)

soul eater

demon slayer

‘what will you write?’

will

- fluff, angst, headcannons - can try with smut

- i only write x readers (female/genderneutral)

- wlw, wlm & gender neutral relationships

wont

- dark content (inc*st, abuse, p*dophilia, dubcon)

- certain kinks relating to smut (scat, watersports, etc.)

- oc x reader or char x char

[lay-z]

do u do requests?

I take CoD related requests, yes, but I can only try to come up with some blurbs and drabbles at the moment.

They help me get my brain juices and creativity flowing 🤍

[aarontveit]

starting a gif request this morning that's for schmigadoon and i just. lmao. kudos to this gif request cause it's a great moment lmao

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