#clay roach

[p1nkprincess444]

BUSY - SID JENKINS

female!reader x sid jenkins

word count: 942

contents: 18+, loss of virginity

You stood in front of your locker exchanging your books from within your bags before you heard a soft thud next to you. Tony was leaning against the locker, his eyes locked on his phone as he typed out a text. 

“ Are you coming to Nips party tonight? ” 

“ No, mm’ busy tonight. ”

Tony simply just rolled his eyes and walked off, but yet not even four hours later he was completely plastered, calling your phone.

“ Where are you, I thought you were coming, ” he was barely even legible, his words slurring into the phone as music blared in the background.

“ No, I told you I have a date. ”

The phone went silent, the only indicator he was still there being the loud music.

“ You what? With who? ”

You clicked your phone shut without an answer, your date standing in front of you.

“ Hey, you alright? ”

“ Yeah Sid, let's just go get food, ” you silenced your phone shoving it in your bag.

Your fingers were intertwined with Sid's, your faces illuminated by the movie theater screen. The reflection of the movie played in Sid’s glasses, his eyes remaining on the screen, but your eyes were locked on him. You knew he was a virgin, hadn’t even kissed a girl according to Tony, but you found it endearing. He wasn’t like the other boys you had been with, he wasn’t like Tony. 

You had been staring too long and now you were being reflected back to yourself in Sid’s glasses, his eyes locked on yours. You leaned in, giving him a gentle peck on the lips, but when Sid tried to pull back his cheeks flushing red you held him there. Your fingers curled in his hair playing with the exposed hair on the nape of his neck, your tongue tangled with his. You could feel how inexperienced he was. Every movement of his lips or tongue met with a retraction unsure of how to proceed. 

You were only pulled from each other when the lights of the theater came on. Lipstick was smudged across Sid’s lips making you laugh, but you didn’t tell him why. 

Your hand remained in his as he walked you to your doorstep. 

“ Do you want to come up, my parents aren’t home. ”

Sid could practically taste the sexual innuendo from the question as it fell from your lips. He stared at you like a deer in headlights, the simple affirmation of yes getting caught in his throat. 

Your eyes were locked on him, watching as his cheeks grew red and he stood frozen, “ you don’t have to… ”

Words didn’t follow your sentence, they couldn’t, it was the only thing Sid could think of doing as his lips came down upon yours. His tongue pushing into your mouth the way yours had earlier in the night, it was as if he was trying to memorize the feeling. 

Sid’s nails were clawing at your hips that were covered only by a denim mini skirt as you sat in his lap. Your hands were tangled in his messy brown hair, his beanie discarded on your bedroom floor along with your shirt. It was all almost overwhelming to Sid but so exciting. 

Your hands moved to the zipper on his hoodie pulling it down with one tug before it joined his beanie on the floor. You stripped him of his clothing, one by one till he was laid out on your bed in just his boxers. His cock was straining against the fabric desperate to break free of its confines. You stripped down, carelessly tossing your clothes on the floor watching as Sid’s cheeks grew redder against his pale face.

You bent down, opening your purse, grabbing out the spare rubber you always kept in the side pocket before joining Sid on the bed. You tore open the plastic with your teeth before grabbing the rubber discarding the rest on the bed.

“ Can you take em’ off for me? ”

Sid hastily nodded, his fingers hooked under the elastic waistband pushing them down before kicking them. His cock was resting against his abdomen, the veins that lay visible through the skin pulsing. You slowly rolled the condom onto his cock already earning a groan from Sid. Your hands rested on his chest for support as you sunk down onto his shaft, his head was already thrown back pushing against your pillows as groans tumbled past his lips. His fingers gripped the sheets, his knuckles going white as he tried desperately not to finish too early, but his efforts were futile as you simply rolled your hips against his. A loud moan filled the room, his hips bucking into yours as he finished.

“ Shit- I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to- ”

I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, “ we’re not done. ”

Your hips rolled against his before you grabbed his hands moving them to grasp your breasts. Your soft moans were much quieter than all the sounds falling from Sid’s lips. His hips rutted into yours, nothing could pull you from one another till something did. 

You could hear the loud pounding from downstairs as someone banged on the door. Your brow furrowed knowing you didn’t invite anyone over and your parents weren’t coming back till Monday. You slowly slid off Sid pulling his zip up over your unclothed body struggling with the zipper as you ran down the steps insisting to whoever was pounding on the door that you were coming. 

You had just gotten the zipper up when you opened the door revealing Tony, partially standing and partially leaning on the railing that guarded the front of your porch. 

[starry-eyed-wild-child]

🎃🍂rory culkin kinktober masterlist 2024 🍂🎃

a/n: whoooo! since this was highly requested, I'm going to be doing the rory kinktober this year! 🤭 I'm going to be starting tomorrow, and try and catch up on the missed days!

Requests for one shots would be appreciated, if there's any particular characters you'd like to see with a specific prompt!! Enjoy pookies 🫶

1. Soft Dom/ Sub with Ollie Sway

2. Choking with Kappa

3. Knife Kink with Euronymous

4. Thigh Riding with Mike

5. Overstimulation with Danny Cooper

6. Mutual Masturbation with Clyde

7. Breeding with Samuel Lafferty

8. Orgasm Denial with Jack Thurlow

9. Exhibitionism with Kappa

10. Costumes with Charlie Walker

11. Cockwarming with Clay Roach

12. Blowjob with Possum

13. Aftercare with Gabriel

14. Pillow Humping with Samuel Lafferty

15. Corruption Kink with Euronymous

16. Body Worship with Danny Cooper

17. Filming with Charlie Walker

18. Praise Kink with Gabriel

19. Degradation with Jack Thurlow

20. Hair Pulling with Marcus

21. Premature Ejaculation with Ollie Sway

22. Somnophilia with Kappa

23. Fingering with Possum

24. Mirror Sex with Clyde

25. Size Kink with Mike

26. Lap Dance with Euronymous

27. Phone Sex with Jack Thurlow

28. Spanking with Samuel Lafferty

29. Squirting with Clay Roach

30. Begging with Marcus

31. Happy Halloween

[startseeingstars]

MASTERLIST

* requests open * 🥰

Rory characters only (currently). Fluff, smut, whatever you want 🤪 just send me ideas!

I will write pretty much anything except the obvious ones- ped*phelia, necr*phelia

Rory Culkin characters:

Delicate Destruction Euronymous (Lords of Chaos) {Complete}

Collision Path - Mike (5lbs of Pressure) {Complete}

Fireflies - Possum (welcome to Willits) {Complete}

Echoes - Ollie Sway (Song of Sway Lake) {Complete}

Killer Instinct - Charlie Walker (Scream 4) {Complete}

Maybe It’s Fate - Samuel Lafferty (Under the Banner of Heaven) {complete}

Under the Needle - Clay Roach (City on a Hill) {complete}

Smoke & Lights - Marcus (swarm) {WIP}

💖 ONE SHOTS 💖

Danny Cooper (Intruders) {coming soon}

Clyde (Electrick Children) {coming soon}

Jack Thurlow (Jack Goes Home) {coming soon}

Kappa (Black Mirror) {coming soon}

[x-prettyboy-x]

RORY MF CULKIN HELLO?! I THOUGHT THE DIVORCE THING WAS FALSE WTF

[roryrealm]

Omgggg 😩✋🏻

Tag: @starry-eyed-wild-child

[hxllhxund]

Rory fandom come back. I need y'all 😭🙏....♡

[outofboundsarchives]

okay, hai!! request forrr clay face fucking reader 🫶 i think about it much much too often n id luvv for u to maybe write something on it. im sorry if this is a little broad, im not good at sending in requests 😓

(have flower)

I'm so sorry this took so long! I was in a total creative rut, but I hope you like it!

(As always, my requests are open. I do both sexes, any gender, with any Rory Culkin characters)

//non gendered reader//

It had been a long day, and struggling to get your keys in the lock was almost too much to handle, but when you opened the door, you could hear the TV playing.

Clay was home.

You feel a small flicker of relief that's quickly blown out when you walk into the living room.

Clay was curled up in a ball, his knees pulled up to his chest, and his hair hung in his face as he chewed at the skin around his nails.

"Clay?" You ask cautiously as you walk into the room. His head turns quickly as he watches you in the doorway.

"Baby, are you okay? What's going on?" You say as you step closer to him, dropping your bag next to the couch. He was strung out and jittery. Something was obviously bothering him, but he just shook his head.

"Just watching a show," His voice was flat but shaky. There was something eating him alive, but you know he'd rather die than talk about it.

You walk over, crouching in front of him and resting your hands and chin on his bent knee.

"Talk to me baby, please," you almost pout as you tilt your head.

He rolls his eyes at your attempt to ease his tension, but he doesn't speak.

You let out a fake sigh, your hands sliding up and down either side of his thigh.

"You might feel better if you talk about it," Your hand ghosts over the groin area of his sweat pants, and he looks down at you. "Can I make you feel better, Clay?"

You hear a whine strain against his throat, but he doesn't let it escape his mouth. He nods his head as he spreads his thighs to make room for your body.

"Yeah...yeah I would like that," He replies as he places both feet on either side of your body.

No matter what state he was in, Clay would never turn down a blow job.

You lean forward, your face nuzzling against his cock as you already feel it start to harden against your lips.

He lets out a shallow moan, his hips shifting as he adjusts himself on the couch.

"Fuck," He whispers as your saliva soaks into his sweatpants, the wet fabric hot against him.

You hook your fingers into his waistband and boxers and pull them down just enough for his election to slide out.

Immediately you press your face against him, your lips slide up the side of his shaft and back down again.

"Fuck that feels good..." He mutters before he sucks air through his clenched teeth.

One of his hands fists the fabric of the cushion as he pulls your hair out of your face with the other.

Already, his hips are rocking forward as he impatiently pushes his swollen tip against your cheek.

You look up at him through your lashes as you slide your tongue across his tip. His body twitches as his mouth drops open in a small gasp.

You feel the hand in your hair tighten as he pushes his tip against your lips.

"C'mon baby, open up," He commands as his brows knit together. You barley part your lips before he's pushing into them, his cock filling your mouth.

"There you go, that's it...so good," He rolls his head back with a whine. Clay wastes no time and pushes you to take him deeper and deeper until you gag. Your hand reaches up to grip his base, where you can't quite reach with your mouth.

He uses your hair to push and pull you back and forth, his grip tightening as you hollow your cheeks and suck around him.

"I've been thinking about you all day," His voice is raspy as you look up at him. His lips are parted as a moan rolls off his tongue. His brows are curled up as you keep eye contact and try to take him deeper.

You let him control your speed, but he keeps forcing you to take more than you're ready for, and you gag.

His movments slow but don't stop. His other hand caresses your cheek as his hips lift off the couch slightly.

"You're okay, you're okay," He coos. "Breath through your nose, yeah?"

You take a shuddering sniffling inhale through your nose before he starts to push you down again.

A smile tugs at the corner of his lip as he tilts his head and looks down at you.

"Just like that...Fuck" His head hits the back of the couch before his cock is shoved to the back of your throat once more.

Your hands shoot up and grab at his inner thighs before he does it again.

Tears break past your lashes and drip down your cheeks from the strain. Your gaze lifts up to his, and he groans.

"You look so good like this," He huffs as his teeth pull at his lip.

Your eyes look up to meet his. They're half lidded and dark. The purplish circles encase his eyes from lack of sleep. Withdrawals

The sound of your mouth sucking against him pops as you pull back too far. You feel his grip tighten in your hair slightly before taking him in again.

He lets out a frustrated huff.

Your eyes flutter closed at the sound, his little whimpers like music to your ears.

Clay's legs twitch slightly as your hand moves up along with your mouth.

"So good to me, baby." His breath is getting raspy as you feel his fingers tense against your scalp.

You whine at the feeling, and before you realize it, he's pulling your head back. You look up at him with a confused look as he squirms his hips, his body sliding down the couch just a bit.

"Put your hands on the floor for me," He groans as he pulls your hair into a tight pony tail with his hand.

You do as he asks, your hands and knees pressed against the ground as they support your weight.

You feel the pressure of him pushing your head down, and as you open your mouth to lick his tip his hips push up, shoving his cock down your throat in one thrust.

The sharp gasp you release is smothered by him fucking your mouth.

His hips lift off the couch as he forces himself deeper into your throat, a stuttered breath rolling off his lips and tickling your face.

He lets his body go slack and move down, before lifting again and slamming back into you.

You can feel your breath stopping as he hits deeper each time, your eyes water as you try to swallow around him.

It doesn't take long before he's hammering against the back of your mouth as he holds your head in place.

The pressure of his hands almost gives you a headache as he stops you from moving or pulling away.

Saliva drips from your mouth, his hands tightening in your hair, and everything becomes too much.

You gag and pull back, but Clay lets out a long, drawn-out whine.

"Please, please, I'm so close,"

His desperation is like a punch to your gut, and you stop trying to move back.

His movements become ragged, and sudden until his hands push your head down, his body leaning forward as he cradles youd head and cums down your throat.

His cock squirts thick hot liquid as it twitches inside your mouth.

"So good...fuck it's so good," He whimpers, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.

You squirm in his lap, the lack of oxygen making your brain feel fuzzy before he pulls away.

Your throat burns as you take a deep breath and cough before cleaning the spit from your chin. You sit back on your calves as you look up at Clay. His hair is a mess, tangled and draped in his heated face.

His hands run through your hair as his eyes meet yours.

"I've had a very stressful day," He replies with a long exhale.

[3m0li0tt]

yooo kinda new here (not really, but this account sure is new), and I'm really falling back into my rory culkin obsession, so it's time to write some fanfics

since there are way too many rory characters, i decided to ask the all-knowing wheel of fortune who I should start with, and its answer was Samuel Lafferty, but I'd love to know what the masses think!

(I'm probably gonna add Clay Roach cuz I still haven't finished all the eps he's in, but for now, I'm not really vibing with him ngl)

[p1nkprincess444]

ANGEL - EURONYMOUS; LORDS OF CHAOS

female!reader x oystein aarseth

word count: 1,837

contents: 18+, Loss of virginity, Cheating

mentions: fallout-girl219

The bell chimed above the main entrance of the record shop. Øysteins head lifted from where it rested in the palm of his hand. You stuck out like a sore thumb in his record shop, your white dress popping against the dark aesthetic in the shop. You were dressed as if you were going to church, not as if you were going to browse a black metal shop. His eyes remained locked on your figure following you around the shop. He watched as your fingers twirled and fiddled with the golden cross that lay clasped around your neck. His eyes moved back to the magazine in front of him as you approached the counter. 

“ Hi- uhm.. can you help me? ”

“ Uh- yeah I guess. You sure you’re in the right spot? ”

You nodded a bright smile on your face as you handed him a slip of notepad paper. The sloppy writing of bands and artists didn’t match your put together look. 

“ You listen to these? ”

“ Oh no, not me. My boyfriend told me to come here. You have all these, right? ”

“ Yeah give me a second- ”

Øystein left you at the counter by yourself, collecting the vinyls you asked for in the back of the shop. He returned a few minutes later with everything your boyfriend had requested. Placing them on the counter you exchanged a handful of neatly straightened bills for the records. You were perfect in a way that would’ve annoyed him seeing it in anyone else. He counted the bills in front of him, but his eyes weren’t on the money, they were locked onto the cross that now rested nestled in between your breasts. 

“ Is that enough? ”

“ Yeah- uhm you’re good- ”

He watched you carry out the vinyls placing them in the front seat of your car before driving off. He found himself wishing to see you again. He couldn’t place the feeling, but at the early mention of your boyfriend he felt a slight tightness in his chest. 

You made your second appearance in his shop a month later. Dressed in similar fashion, the same cross resting on your chest. He watched as you approached him smiling gleefully with another list. 

“ Your boyfriend sending you back so soon ?”

“ Yeah uhm- he wanted to know if you had a new vinyl that just got released. ”

He looked over the small list nodding to himself, “ yeah- I should have this, it just came in last week. ”

Somehow a brighter smile graced your lips as he came out holding the vinyls. “ You Have them? He’ll be so happy. ”

You didn’t think before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his cheek. 

A small smile graced his lips before he took the money from your hands pushing the records towards you. With that you left once more. 

You returned much sooner rather than later, your fingers nervously twirling the cross pendant. You approached the counter with a casual grace, your dress slightly swaying behind you. You carried a vinyl, the one he gave you the day prior at your side, before it took its place on the counter top. 

“ He said it’s the wrong band. ” 

Your voice was soft, almost frail, Øystein wasn’t one for emotion, but he noticed the change in you, in the way you carried yourself. Your eyes remained locked on the vinyl, but he could see the evident puffiness in them. 

“ Which band is it then? ”

“ It’s supposed to be Venom- ”

Øystein met your words with a nod before going to the back and exchanging the record for the correct one. He wished for the interaction to last longer, knowing when you walked out through that door he wouldn’t see you for another month, possibly more. He knew he shouldn’t have but he wrote his number on the receipt before handing it over. 

“ Call me sometime. ”

“ You know I have a boyfriend. ” You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your lips as your fingers grazed over the numbers.

“ Yeah- I know. ”

It was almost a week later when Øysteins small red rotary phone began ringing. He huffed making his way from his sofa to where his phone rested a top a desk in his den. 

“ Hello? Who’s this ?”

“ Hi- It’s just me. I was wondering if you wanted to come over later ?”

“ Yeah uh- sure, your boyfriend gonna be there? ”

“ No, he’s out of town. ”

Øystein couldn’t help but smile at the idea of having you completely to himself for that night.

He showed up around eight in the evening dressed in his regular attire that still even managed to contrast your pajamas. You wore short pale plaid pajama bottoms with a matching plain coloured tank top, no bra. That was the first thing he noticed as he looked at you. 

You both were situated on the leather sofa that sat in the middle of your living room facing the small television set. Øysteins thumb pressed into the television remote until he was happy with the channel he decided upon. It was a new horror movie your boyfriend had already made you watch twice already that week, but you didn’t mind rewatching it as your head rested comfortably on his shoulder. 

As the night went on Øystein pushed the bounds to see how far you’d let him go, his hand started on your knee, ten minutes later it climbed higher to your thigh, then higher brushing the edge of your shorts, now resting comfortably on your ass. His eyes flickered down to your neck that still carried the golden cross. He wondered how pure you actually were, his hand moving to toy with the waistband of your shorts. Your eyes moved to look at him, he now remained focused on the television. 

“ Turn over, ” he whispered the words against your hair helping you adjust so you were laid out across his lap. He rested his hand on your stomach gently rubbing the slightly exposed midriff before moving lower. You didn’t stop him as his fingers hooked onto your shorts, gently pulling the fabric down your thighs. 

“ I shouldn’t.. ”

“ He won’t know, it’s okay. ”

“ But what if I go to hell for it ?”

Øystein internally rolled his eyes before responding, “ just ask for forgiveness later, okay ?”

You briefly pondered the thought before nodding in agreement. He smiled pushing down your shorts, your underwear soon following, you lay only across his lap in a thin tank top, barely pure enough to wear a cross around your neck.

“ Open your legs for me baby, just a little. ”

You met his words with a nod before opening your legs for him. You stared up at him with wide doe eyes waiting for his next request and or action. He gently rubbed your slit with his middle and ring finger. He heard your breath hitch as he pushed in slowly. He could feel the tightness within your cunt, which made him wonder if you ever allowed your boyfriend to touch you the way he is now. He ignored the thought for the moment focusing on the soft whines and gentle mewls following past your lips, the simple roll of your hips against his hand, accompanied by your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. He pushed deeper his fingers dipping in and out of your cunt, He watched you begin to writhe in his lap, watching as your eyes rolled back in your head, followed by louder, ungodly moans, he watched you come undone from him barely moving his fingers inside you.

He withdrew them slowly, his pale and thin fingers completely covered in your cum. He licked his dirtied fingers clean of your cum, smiling as he saw the dazed look on your face.

Gently he sat you up to straddle his thigh. He brushed a few stray and untamed hairs from your face, before his hands came to rest on your hips. He slowly moved you back and forth on his jean clad thigh, enjoying the soft moans it earned from you. 

“ Answer me honestly, are you a virgin? ”

You were completely distracted grinding against his thigh, his question barely registering to you. Only a soft ‘ mhm ’ left your lips.

The confirmation of his early question only raised more questions in his mind. If you were a virgin why were you being so intimate with him and not your boyfriend? Why hadn’t you slept with your boyfriend? He couldn’t stop thinking as you rode his thigh, until the dampness on his jeans pulled him back to the scene in front of him. 

Your face was pressed against his neck as you caught your breath. He had never seen a girl so easily turned on, let alone made a girl cum in under five minutes. He stood gently laying you out on the sofa, standing as he removed his belt, his jeans following suit. He tossed his shirt on the floor standing in only his socks before crawling over top of you. 

“ You ready? It might hurt a little, ” his voice was soft, almost caring as he parted your thighs once more. 

You nodded your eyes fluttering open to lock onto his. Øysteins hips slowly moved forward, sinking in the head of his cock before his shaft followed, until it came to a hilt. His fingers dug into your hips as he quickly pushed through, almost as if ripping off a bandage. He watched the dazed expression on your face change to that of pain and discomfort. His head dipped down moving to pepper your neck in kisses and gentle bites. He moved slowly and sensually as you grew more comfortable to the sensation of him moving inside you. Your loud pleasure filled moans now drowned out the screams of the horror movie on the television, your back was arching up off the sofa, your overstuffed cunt pushing down on his shaft to grow more filled. 

Øysteins hands dug into the sofas upholstery, his eyes locking onto your cunt watching as you fucked yourself on his cock. He had never witnessed someone so pure, be so filthy in their actions. He made no movements completely stilling himself as you moved in a completely primal way, your moans growing louder, your movements becoming rougher, and less calculated. 

Øystein could feel his release nearing but he knew he had to witness your first orgasim before he had his. He gave you some little needed help pushing his hips into yours causing your moans to increase in volume. With that the wave came crashing over you, a loud cry filled the room, your nails digging into the leather as you came. Øystein’s orgasim soon followed your own, his seed filling you completely.

When his cock finally left the warm confines of your cunt all the cum followed. The warm liquid leaked down your thighs before Øystein wiped them clean with your damp panties. 

“ You gonna be okay if I go shower? ”

You only were able to muster a weak nod and hum before your eyes began to droop shut.

Thank you soso much for 400!!

[starry-eyed-wild-child]

Kinktober Day Twenty-Nine - Squirting

Clay Roach x Reader

"Clay, p-please!" you whined, your legs shaking and your head drooping back against Clay's shoulder. Clay's fingers had been pumping in and out of you for hours now, his hand drenched in your slick and still, he didn't let up.

"C'mon, babydoll, you can give me one more, hm?" Clay encouraged, sliding his thumb over your overstimulated clit while his fingers continued the assault on your clenched insides. You could already feel the orgasmic contractions of your release bubbling up inside your abdomen, for what would be the fourth edge of the night.

"Can... can I, Clay? P... p-please!" you cried out, tears brimming on your lower lash line from how desperate you were to cum.

"Mmhm... go on, babydoll, I'll let you. You gonna cream my fingers for me, hm?" Clay cooed, kissing your hair as his fingers eagerly stroked that beautiful spot inside you.

You nodded frantically, eager, wanting. And your release finally hit you like a freight train - squirting out in a blissful wave of relief as you made a mess of Clay's fingers and chest.

"O-oh, mmhm, babydoll!" Clay groaned, looking down at the mess on his chest, biting his lip at the arousing sight.

"Mmm... think you can give me one more?"

[startseeingstars]

His smile tho 🥹 he’s literally the cutest?!?

[x-prettyboy-x]

Clay would be the type to absolutely refuse to bottom for you but when he finally does he becomes the most pathetic brat you've ever seen. Begging and crying so pretty from every little touch hes given.

[ultr6violnce]

nsfw

thinking of spit roasting with clay n' kappa. kappa would be behind you. hands gripping the fat of ur hips. nails digging enough to draw blood. his cock ruthlessly n' relentlessy pounding into you. meanwhile your mouth would be engulfing clay's cock. he'd be high off of his mind. his hand wrapped up in your hair , gripping it so hard it could've come off. the loudest moans spilling from his mouth as he forced his cock deeper into ur mouth , enough to create a nice big bulge in ur throat. drool would be pooling down ur chin n' onto his balls whilst cum would be pouring from under you and onto the bed as kappa would most likely be on his fourth release.

[roryzlittles1ut]

Rory Culkin roles as different cats

Possum

Clay

Charlie

Gabriel

Euronymous

[hxllhxund]

All of rory's characters are squishy. I just wanna bite their faces....♡

[3m0li0tt]

fandoms i write for :3

okay so since I have way too much free time on my hands I am in a lot of fandoms so doing a list will make it a little more manageable for everyone (i hate doing the link thingies but this list might also dabble as a masterlist at one point)

◇ rory culkin characters

I can write fics for pretty much any character he's ever played i literally love this man

◇ house md

I do love all my pookies, but I don't think I'd write good stuff with anyone besides wilson or chase (but I could try, not promising it's gonna be good tho :p)

◇ sally face

what can I say I just love me a guy with blue hair and pigtails (nagisa from assassination classroom anyone???) and i love larry just as much though (I know that there are also other cool characters but everything i say is purely based on fanfic logistics aka who I'm attracted to and whose characters I can actually write properly)

◇ danganronpa

I love these games so much and i probably wouldn't have gotten back into my obsession if it wasn't for my friend who started playing them for the first time ever last summer. here I think I can write most characters (if you send me a fuyuhiko or chihiro ask i will love you forever)

◇ criminal minds

I love this show so much but I've still not finished it. fanfic wise I'll definitely write for spence but I'd love to try writing for emily or hotch (or literally anyone else) as well

◇ stardew valley

I love that game so much oh me oh my. I will write most of the bachelors and bachelorettes (except for harvey, maru emily and leah sorry guys)

okay so, I definitely missed a shit ton of things but oh well. anyways feel free to send anything in my asks like literally anything I'm so bored >;

(I write pretty much only smut but I wouldn't mind trying writing some fluff or a more platonic relationship. also I use "Reader" as a place holder instead of (Y/N))