#Writer’s block is still kicking my ass

[0rphiichaze]

     “I think you missed, love.”

Twinkling verdant eyes study your smug form, his own exuding a similar aura. His freckled cheeks glow with a rosy blush, his face smothered in glossy kiss stains. Firm arms wrap around your waist and tug you impossibly closer.

A quiet little hum slips from your lips. “News to me. What exactly did I miss?”

Xyx chuckles lowly, ignoring how the blush on his cheeks blooms like roses — slowly spreading across his face. “What’s this game you’re playing, hm? Want me to beg?”

The last word is murmured next to your ear, his warm breath brushing against your skin. He’s trying to get you riled up now —  you can’t help but blush. 

     “Oh shut it.” You huff, but can’t fight the smile that creeps to your lips; one that tugs persistently until your cheeks sting and your eyes shine with joy.

His own face is alight, a grin plastered to his face. Eyes hooded, he leans towards you.

     “Oh c’mon babe— indulge me?”

You chuckle. When he looks at you like that, who are you to say no?

✩ Reblogs are appreciated !!

[damp-gravelove]

I like to think that Julia in the Toxicule would also be weirdly obsessive but not in any outwardly aggressive way, just kinda like “Hey Ashley! Are you sure you wanna try that flavor of ice cream? On Thursday the seventh of last month at 7:46 pm while you were sitting on the couch you talked about how you find pistachio flavored stuff gross and I looked into this place’s flavors and that one has a pistachio ice cream base!”

Ashley and Andrew are like “… Our Love what are you talking about?” And she’ll do the same with Andrew too, just somehow having every word said ever memorized. At first it weirds the two out before they go “Okay she agreed to join an incest polycule I guess there had to be something going on.”

They end up kinda finding it hot, Ashley especially is like “ohhhh she remembered such a small but meaningful detail I can’t not let her fuck me”. Julia is completely normal aside from this.

Basically this image:

[ghastigiggles]

can i request for ler!kafka and lee!trailblazer with “is that a sensitive spot?”

thank u ok bai :D

Mischievious Prompts [Still Open]

This was bullshit. Mean, and unfair, and nonsensical, and more than anything Stelle was just really hoping and praying none of the Express Crew turned up to save her right now.

“Your face is getting red from holding it in, you know. You really are such a trooper, but this is one of life’s little inevitabilities…”

Kafka’s lilting voice ate away at her already frayed and frazzled nerves, and the gray-haired Trailblazer screwed her eyes shut with a stubborn shake of her head, her cheeks puffed out from the effort of containing her laughter. Her arms strained against the manipulated ‘spider web’ Kafka bound them in, itching to wrap around her torso, to find some measure of protection from the deft squeezes coursing up and down her sides.

“Aw, that’s adorable…” The Stellaron Hunter laughed, her tone condescending yet her intentions genuine; “Come on, sooner or later you’re going to explode…”

Stelle tossed her head with a strangled whine, gritting her teeth – only for her resolve to absolutely crumble once Kafka finally dug her fingers into her underarms, her eyes flying open alongside an almost out-of-character squeal.

“Eeyaaah, nonononohoho, not – not thehere!”

“Oh? Is that a sensitive spot?”

“Plhehehease!!”

Kafka merely chuckled along with her prey as Stelle melted, practically putty in her hands, her will temporarily broken down. 

Sooner or later, someone from either faction would find them, and their fun would be over. Until then, Kafka would enjoy her playtime with her Trailblazer, and Stelle would gleefully bask in the doting attention until her crewmates teased her for it later.

[that-nerd-who-writes-fanfiction]

I feel like I’m tightrope walking sanity. I’m either gonna start writing psychology papers or Franz Kafka type poetry.

(I’ve been writing so long that words no longer look real and my characters are collecting trauma like pokemon so the angst is angsting like a mentally ill poets journal)

[thatsit-thatsthepost]

you ever rewatch a show?? and realise that the ficlet you wrote the first time was actually really good? so you post it to ao3 with minimal editing?

ya me too - i don’t know anything (but i know i miss you) now up on ao3 for all my daybreak friends <3

[bcofl0ve]

!!REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN!!

need ideas? … ⬇️ browse my fav prompt lists

i write for austin, olivia, and austin!elvis/elvis presley

hurt/comfort • fluff • smut • more smut

angst • taylor swift lyrics • more hurt/comfort

more fluff • love confession ish • love songs

[yournowheregirl]

once i actually get to finishing this fwb college au, it’s gonna be over for all y’all

[wickedreplay]

*blows u all a lil kissy*

[htsdfferent]

spins around in a bunch of circles until i fall over

[yesterdayiwrote]

I’ve been nostalgia diving again and now I really need someone to write a galex au based on the John Paul and Craig storyline from Hollyoaks…

[trashmouth-richie]

I feel like I’m really bad at prompts so I’m just gonna go with my “do’s” from costar today…

Stomping. Instant coffee. Cold* shower.

*“Cold” autocorrected to “come” and I almost didn’t fix it, soooo…do with that what you will.

OH MY LOVE.

hoping my slutty choices for this prompt find you well.

18+, no minors, acts of sex, yay.

**peep my little hints at 90s tv and movies—there are 4 🖤

<1k

send me a prompt from this post ! (writers block is killing me !)

Cold beads of water trickle like ice down your body. Making your already pert nipples stand at attention and harden in an instant. 

Cursing the boy you’ve been best friends with since diapers, you turn the faucet off in a quickened haste— exiting the tub in an anything but graceful fashion, stubbing your toes on the way out. 

“Eddie!” your shrill voice is clouded by the throbbing in your foot and the chatter in your teeth. “Did you pay the water bill?”  

One job, the menace had one job— one duty for the small shared apartment, and it was to pay the water bill each month. 

Wrapping yourself in a threadbare towel that had once been a swim towel for an uppity family— you stomp down to his bedroom, kicking open the door with enough rage to channel Jackie Chan.

You should have knocked. Fuck, why didn’t you knock? 

Eddie was naked.

Pale-moon colored ass on display. 

Thigh muscles rippled beneath dark patchwork tattoos, arms that never looked muscly suddenly flexed tight. A veiny hand wrapped tight around a black haired pony tail. Hips, his hips were— fucking, thrusting, pounding. 

His mouth was slack, slick like an oil painting, head back and eyes rolled to squinted ivory surrounded with a colossal woodland of thick lashes.

Sweat coated his brow, dribbling down until it collected on his cupids bow, a salty pooled tease. His rougey lips were spit coated, sheer— glossy— begging for your tongue to taste them. 

Your heart thumped loudly, heat in your core on its own tempo, hot and deep. 

And then you hear it. 

A whimper. Softer than silk, low, whiny, almost sweetly pathetic in its delivery from a deep space in his throat. 

Your cheeks warm, cunt heated like a fire, sirens going off for extreme temperatures. 

Oh—fuck.

His eyes meet yours and you hold his gaze for a second. The clouded look of a man being sucked dry took over his normal instant coffee colored irises. Glaucoma esque beauty in the dark swirls, and you wet your lips at the sight of him— at Eddie Munson— resident freak of Hawkins and your best friend. 

Jesus.

Both your lips explicitly mutter words with eyes wild doe like. His going from lazy pleasure to shock. Yours were covered with your palm, the other reaching, fumbling for the door knob. 

Apologizing profusely you suddenly stammer around clearing your throat and trying to leave ASAP. 

The towel around your middle, the only thing keeping you decent, glides to the ground—falling gently like that fucking feather in opening scenes of Forest Gump. Practically in slow motion but still too quick for your blind shut eyes to catch it. 

Fuck.

Pulling with both hands on the knob your heart races to shut the door, not registering that the towel is wedged tight between the frame, making it impossible to shut. 

Shit shitshitshitshitSHIT

With a last feeble attempt of yanking your arms, the latch clicks into place and you beeline to your room with a slam of your door so hard it ricocheted off the walls, making a framed picture of you and Eddie at a Metallica concert fall to the ground, shattering the glass.

What the fuck? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

Your heart boomed in your ears, back stuck to the door like you were holding it up. It wasn’t the first time you’d seen Eddie naked, pretty sure your entire graduating class saw him naked on more than one occasion. But this?! This was so mouthwatering better than any other time. 

Goosebumps spread across your skin at the burned image of Eddie getting head on your retinas. The two of you had never crossed those lines. Each dating, fucking around it never once crossed your mind what he would be like in the sack, or what his sack would be like in your mouth. 

You’re pleased when you don’t cringe at the dirty thoughts of him— it felt like second nature, like eve seeing adam —lol okay maybe not, but still! What your mind was conjuring up was biblical. 

A giggle surpasses your lips and you wipe a line of drool from the corner of your mouth. Nerves finally settling as your realization hits— who was it?

It wasn’t Sarah, you hadn’t seen her since last fall. Eddie had said she started dating Steve—his comic book “arch nemesis” but in reality another bestie, who spent most of his time wallowing on your couch about Nancy than he did actually going on dates. 

Mary ended up being a virgin—preacher’s daughter, one of seven. He stopped seeing Clarissa after she wouldn’t stop over explaining every single minute detail of her day. Could it be the girl with the green leather jacket? Darla? Daria? 

The horny ache in your belly soured like curdled milk. 

How dare her (whoever she was!) The thought of someone other than you pulling those noises from Eddie suddenly set you on edge. Rage burned through your veins like lightning. Spidering and leeching to your skin. 

The pajamas you had taken off before your shower lay in a heap on your floor and you quickly yanked them on. Muttering to yourself about every vile thing you could imagine about whoever the lucky girl was who currently had a mouthful of your roommate. 

You needed to leave. The clouds of embarrassment eased overhead, colliding with the lightning making a storm brew deep beneath your surface and you be damned if you were going to let the rain fall whilst still in this apartment. 

Keys in your palm you throw open your bedroom door, ready to bolt through your apartment and down to your car— destination unknown. 

You nearly knock him over in your attempt to run. But you’re stopped cold by sweaty bangs, a heaving chest, and the same stupid pair of boxers that had small tears along the elastic from years of wear. 

“Sweetheart…” he coaxed, voice so sugary and laced with tiny shreds of venom it could ice a wedding cake— then strike you dead. 

You had seen plenty of Eddie today, your body screamed for you to leave, but your feet were stuck in the icing, waiting for the bomb to drop. 

Warmth from your cheeks from your shame could keep a trailer with broken windows warm in a blizzard—your stomach flipped— dropped like lead as his next words hit like a bullet. 

“We need to talk.” 

part two

steve tied up

[yawnderu]

Cat and Mouse — König x Reader

CW: porn with barely any plot, primal play, hunter and prey, rough sex, previous consent, established relationships, anal fingering, König is too in love to fuck you hard, love-making.

A/N: I'm taking a very short break after this one, trying to work on my writer's block and to come up with better ideas. My inbox and dms are always open, I love getting random asks and talking to all of you!♡

The wind blew on your hair as you ran through the woods, barely managing to narrowly miss the trees when you turn back, the giant man chasing after you standing out easily— his imposing figure looking even more intimidating under the moonlight.

His cocky laugh encourages you to run faster, your heart beating in your ears when you hear him start chasing after you again, legs already exhausted from running nonstop for the past ten minutes, never once losing sight of the masked man matter how fast you ran. He was simply faster, with a better stamina that came from being a soldier most of his life. You gasp for air, lungs greedily taking in the oxygen as the world starts to blur out, the muffled sounds of nature around you doing nothing to help as you manage to find the strength to run.

"Get over here!" His loud voice overpowered your surroundings, burly arms wrapping around your waist before manhandling you onto the ground, holding you still no matter how much you tried to kick and scream.

In a pathetic attempt to escape him you throw a punch to his face that connects square on his jaw, the man's grip on you loosening slightly out of shock. You take the chance to try to run away again, barely managing to get on your knees before he's pushing your face down onto the cold, moist soil, the strong smell nulling your senses so bad you don't feel him pulling down your pants until the cold wind hits your bare cunt.

"Caught you, kleine maus." He taunts in a whisper, running one of his gloved fingers up and down your cunt, spreading the wetness all over it before he wets his thumb, pressing onto your puckered hole.

"Wait—" His hand comes down to deliver a hard slap to your ass, the whine of protest you let out doing nothing but make the blood rush faster to his cock. He manages to get his thumb in, fucking it in and out of your ass. You bite your hand in an attempt to muffle your tiny moans, the stimulation of all the nerves being touched by his thick thumb already getting to you, feeling your wet cunt clench around nothing, making the tall man behind you let out an amused, taunting laugh.

"Little mouse likes getting chased around like an animal, ja?" He's clearly trying to get into your head and it's working, not even protesting when you hear his zipper being pulled down, his heavy cock laid out on your ass. König is huge— you've seen it way too many times, felt it way too many times, yet it never fails to surprise you.

"Well, spatzi, you act like an animal—" His words are interrupted by a muffled groan, his cock sinking into you slowly, yet it's so painfully tight he never got used to it. He groaned as he finally bottomed out, a sharp hiss mixing in with your moaning.

"You get treated like one." He finished his sentence, his free hand holding onto the curve of your waist, fingers bruising the skin as he began to thrust into you, movements fast and desperate, your warm insides feeling way too good.

"Fuck— slow down, König." You plead pathetically even when that's the opposite of what you truly want, feeling the tip of his cock slam into the spongy spot of your cunt over and over, whiny moans mixing in with his loud groans and growls.

"No can do, Schatz." You can hear the shit-eating smirk he has under the sniper hood, almost making you smile before he starts to slam his hips into you faster, pulling his cock out all the way before slamming himself back in. You're reduced to a pathetic moaning mess as König drills into your cunt, hitting every single sensitive bundle of nerves along the way to hit your cervix.

He pulls out suddenly, making you feel empty for a second before he manhandles you onto your back, taking a second to admire your pretty, fucked-out face and body. One of his warm hands comes down to cup your cheek, thumb caressing the skin softly before he slowly pushes into you, this time much more gentle. Truth is, König wanted to fuck you. He wanted to fuck you good and hard, yet how can he resist the urge to make love to you when you look up at him with nothing but trust and adoration in your eyes?

"Pretty girl." He muses, holding his weight above you as his hips roll against yours, pushing himself deep inside with every single thrust. He's nothing like before— all the adrenaline from chasing you down fully gone as he simply focuses on making love to you, light blue eyes looking down at you with nothing short of raw devotion. Your legs wrap around his defined waist and he fucks into you harder, one of his gloved hands coming down between your bodies to rub on your hard clit.

"Fuck—" Your back arches, hips moving weakly to meet his thrusts, the double stimulation driving you closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it, my pretty girl." His masked lips are planted on your forehead for a soft kiss, his fingers rubbing faster and faster as he feels his cock twitch, wanting nothing else than to finish inside you.

"Can I come inside, liebling? Want me to fill you up...?" His masked face is buried into the crook of your neck, eyes closed tightly as he tried his best to get your consent before cumming.

"Need— need to cum inside. Fill you up with my babies, please." He was now getting whiny, images of your tummy stretched out carrying his baby with your tits full of milk raid his brain, numbing him out to everything around him other than the way your tight cunt suck him in.

"Yes— cum inside, baby." Your arms wrap around his neck while your thighs hold him on a leg lock, pushing him even deeper into your cunt, not allowing his stuttering hips to pull out much as he ruts into you, his fingers going back to rub your clit, your bodies uniting as one in a display of love and passion, orgasms hitting together like a tidal wave. Your cunt tightens up around him, his balls emptying all the way deep inside you, a low growl coming out of his lips.

He tries his best not to collapse on top of you, managing to pull out slowly and lay down next to you, pulling you closer to him. He takes deep breaths, his big hand gently massaging your scalp before looking down at you, meeting your gaze. You can't see it because of the mask, yet the way his eyes soften and turn into crescents is enough for you to know he's smiling.

[simply-ellas-stuff]

I'm rewatching Twilight Breaking Dawn (the extended edition) because I'm bored.

Let's see if it does... anything.

[the-oblivious-writer]

Drunk In Love

Core Four x Reader | Tara Carpenter x Reader

Drabble: Social Media Au

Summary: You and Tara are just really good friends... really good friends

Warning(s): Swearing, secret relationship, & r's implied to be roomates with chad

Notes: Wrote this ages ago, it's been in my drafts for over a month 😭 it's technically unfinished but hopefully you'll still enjoy. Silently hoping this helps me out of the writer's block I've been in for let the light in

y/n

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y/n: your lips, my lips, apocalypse

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chadtheman_meeks: OK, this is the 5th post like this...who is she? 🤨

>y/n: who's who?

>chadtheman_meeks: the girl you keep making these posts about

>y/n: I don't kiss and tell

>chadtheman_meeks: fine...keep your secrets...

mindythegreat: and what if I said I know who it is? 🤭

>y/n: you better fucking not...

>mindythegreat: someone's getting defensive...

nik: I wish MY girlfriend posted about me 😒

>mindythegreat: I DO ☹️

>nik: videos of me falling my ass don't count.

tara_dactle

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tara_dactle: in a world of boys, she's a gentleman 💞

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chadtheman_meeks: I KNOW THAT HAIR

>tara_dactle: it's a very common hair style

>chadtheman_meeks: you're not gonna gaslight me on this

mindythegreat: interesting...

samcarpenter1997: I thought you said you were at y/n's last night

>tara_dactle: ...yes...

>mindythegreat: VERY interesting

mindythegreat:

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mindythegreat: ...guess who I found all cuddled up at the arcade

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tara_dactle: when tf did you take this???

>mindythegreat: was someone too occupied to have seen me? 🤔

>tara_dactle: fall in a ditch.

chadtheman_meeks: hold up- wait a damn minute @y/n isn't that the same hoodie I've seen you wear a million times?

>y/n: it's a very generic hoodie

>chadtheman_meeks: I can literally see your name written on the hem

>y/n: I find that hard to believe since you can't see for shit

>chadtheman_meeks: I breathed.

y/n: mindy, forever the shit stirrer

>mindythegreat: I don't see any denying

tara_dactle

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tara_dactle: just woke up

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mindythegreat: it's like 3 in the afternoon and you JUST woke up 💀

>tara_dactle: you're 19 and STILL haven't had your glow up

>mindythegreat: so aggressive for what

y/n: you could wear a trash bag and still look stunning

>tara_dactle: same could go for you 😉

>chadtheman_meeks: ARE YA'LL SEEING THIS SHIT

samcarpenter1997: Isn't this the picture you got ready for?

>mindythegreat: oop "woke up like this" my ass

>tara_dactle: ...don't you have work

>samcarpenter1997: I'm on break

>tara_dactle: lovely.

>mindythegreat: it's okay tar, you can admit you wanted to look good for your mystery girl (y/n) 😚

>tara_dactle: me when I'm delusional

y/n

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y/n: SHE GOT ME LEGOOOOSSS

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nik: lego dates>>

chadtheman_meeks: i LITERALLY saw tara walk into our apartment with a lego set

>y/n: who?

>chadtheman_meeks: don't play with me rn 😭

not_ethanlandry: I'm so jealous

>y/n: does chad not do these kinds of things?

>not_ethanlandry: no 😔

>chadtheman_meeks: @y/n for the last time me and ethan aren't dating

>y/n: not with that attitude

y/n:

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y/n: she's so tiny

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chadtheman_meeks: is this why you kicked me out of the house 😔

>y/n: I asked you kindly, I never kicked

>chadtheman_meeks: you were practically shoving me out the door

mindythegreat: ya'll are terrible at being in a secret relationship

>y/n: what secret relationship?

>mindythegreat: right...

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A/N: genuinely can't do anything rn

[lyak12]

Just so you guys know, I did not forget about the request I still owe you:))

Just writers block is kicking my butt rn on top of being busy with Uni.

I swear it's coming, the request is amazing:) I can't wait to write it!

[vixensajntz]

(sighhh sighhh i might be back on my writing shit yall,writers block been kicking my ass real bad nd it finally disappeared for a day so heres some of my cookin for yall.)

connie x blackthickreader! lazy couch sex.reader wears connies hoodie nd its turns him on.drug usage(weed).slow sex in the beginning then gets a lil ykk.pet name usage.both pass a blunt while fuckin.makeout.shotgunning.soul ties.unprotected sex(use protection urrday all day)

ROLL FOR THE RIDE.

It was a chill nd silent day in your place besides the movie ‘the princess nd the frog’ playin on the tv…you decided to wear something comfortable while cuddling with connie…just his dark brown essential hoodie with a cute brown matchin pantie nd bra set nd your cute fresh done hair u did a couple hours before…this would have connie adjusting himself every few minutes even going as far as putting a pillow to hide his painful hard bonner that just needed a good nice fixing…luckily the way he was lookin in his black wife beater nd grey sweats would get him just what he wanted.

now here you are slowly bouncing on connie…your phat ass rippling against his pretty muscular thighs everytime you go back down on his dick..your brown lace panties still looped on your right ankle…the hoodie pulled up by him who has a blunt in his mouth…slowly taking out your pretty pierced titties out of your brown matching bralette he loved oh so very much…him rubbing on your senstive titties with such slow motions…making you shiver nd whine…him passing the blunt to you…you taking the blunt with your pretty nails…doing a beautiful french inhale while staring deep into his eyes…you taking one last hit to shotgun him…slowly taking his greek god structured face into your hands to slowly blow the smoke into his mouth…which slowly turned into a sloppy makeout…having both of you suck on eachothers tounges nd swirl them around eachother…having a string of essence break from eachothers mouth…the smoke blowing back into your face…the blunt being put out so you both can really focus on eachother in such a desperate time…you speeding up your motions which causes him to groan…you start whining and whining over and over again because his dick is hitting the right spots so perfectly…him guiding you down his dick with his beautifully structured veiny hands filled with braclets taking ahold of your phat ass…making you grind in harder on the base of his dick…your pearly clit getting sitmulated just right on his slightly overgrown landing strip…making you moan loudly…connie looking at you with such lust in his eyes seeing you get off…your perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed…your beautiful eyes havin a daze in them from the weed finally hittin you…your glossed glitterly lips formed into an O…hes never seen someone so beautiful like you…it makes him get even closer to his release…he slouches more into the couch makin you shift your thick thighs open more…your phat ass slapping against his thighs fastly…youre starting to babble nd get closer to your ending…’f-fuck connieeee,this dick is s-so fuckin g-good shitttt’ you said with a whine…him slowly fucking into you chasing his high…his face contorting into pleasure…’s-shit baby im finna fuckin cum in this phat pussy’he said with a low moan…’cum in me connie,cum in meee’you said cradling his head between your titties…rubbing your nails into his buzzcut…him bear hugging you…your nd his high are on the edge on yalls tounge…hes fucking into you harder now…’o-oh fuckkkkk imcumminnnn’ you said with a soft pornographic moan…’i am too baby,cum on this dickkkk’he said with guttural groan…your creamy essence streaming down his dick nd his thick seed filling your womb just right…you both fucking eachother thru the highs of euphoria spreading thru your bodies…forming your bodies together into one.

‘did you know you look so goood in my clothes baby?’ connie said with a stupid pearly smile on his face still recovering from his intense high.

‘yes connie i know,you fuck on me everytime i wear your clothes’you said playfully rolling your eyes pulling his hoodie back down.

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