#laughed the whole time i answered this

[ghostaholics]

Ghost and jealousy? Like u hate me tf r u jealous about bitch and he’s like the silent jealous mf type

𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔-𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉-𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔 (18+) || 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔-𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉-𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔

You’re a catch, too – liked by everybody, getting along with others easily. Charming; that's something Simon can't fucking comprehend. Because you get offers from people who're willing to take their shot with you (flowers, love notes, prospective dates), and every time you bring a new person's name up, he just has a creative insult to off-handedly sling: oh, that wanker?

And Simon—god, Simon is so fed up. Don't they know you’re a man-eater? He doesn't see it, doesn't get it at all. But he doesn't intervene, tells himself not to get involved because that would mean admitting that he's holding a torch for you, which is absolutely not the case. So he just seethes, quietly; he's the picture of stoicism and indifference. Of course he is. Not even remotely affected.

But then, a bold fucking rookie. Private what's-his-name. Not even important enough to register on Simon's radar so it catches him off-guard when he finds out that you have a date – showing up to Simon's room after he messages you for a fast fuck, in a dress and all done up in a way that's clearly not for him. And you impatiently tell him that you have to leave in 20 minutes.

He doesn't make this quick. In fact, it's the slowest that he fucks you, ravages you until you’re late. Hickeys all over your chest that can't be covered by the cut of your dress, makeup and hair ruined. There's a mess between your thighs, and he's bloody smug because he knows that while you’re on your date, the only thing on your mind is going to be him and how sore he made your cunt.

Simon doesn't say it. He doesn't have to. Everything he did to you already says enough: mine. And he just has a sardonic smile on his face and bids you farewell with a 'Have fun.'

[mikesbasementbeets]

Surface Things™

(+bonus)

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hii, I'm here to drop a request~

Okay so, i have a thing for self-distrustive characters. Here's the idea: give me a self-harming hero who is too weak to act on it alone and willingly surrenders themselves to villain assuming (hoping maybe) they would torture them for information. Villain tho reluctant, doesn't hesitate to hurt the hero not too seriously tho. But for our self distrustive hero whatever the villain is doing is not enough to make them feel the relief they're seeking so~ let it slip out. Let them thoughtlessly cry out for more. And then give me a shocked villain. A concerned, regretful and lastly caring enough to treat their wounds villain. Give me an unresponsive to the villain's treatment hero. If you'd like to ass anything feel free <3

Much love to you friend, stay hydrated, we love you ~<33

It wasn’t like it didn’t hurt. 

It just didn’t hurt enough. That’s why the hoarse please had slipped from their tongue. And it was why the weak more followed. Judging from their actions, the villain hadn’t heard it right away but when the hero cried harder, the villain’s hands came to a stop. 

They’d broken three fingers, not to mention the shattered ankle. What had happened to their ankle had felt just but once the villain had moved on to their fingers, the hero had secretly begging them to break harder bones, like their collarbone or maybe even their ulna. It was sick, they knew it in their heart. It was maniacal and disturbing to feel like this.

Heroes were supposed to save people, even if their own well-being came in last. Saving themselves counted too.

The villain let go of their hand, eyes darting between the hero’s.

“What did you just say to me?” The villain’s hands went through the hero’s hair, getting a full grip of them, pulling them up.

The hero thought about their broken ankle. About how they wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks, maybe even a few months…? They always concentrated on the pain, rather than the period it took place in. By the time old pain faded, the hero always managed to get themselves into new trouble.

Letting injuries heal had never been an option. The villain let go of them.

It was hard. It was hard to lie there and accept their defeat, the fact that the villain had found out about their secret and more importantly, that they had stopped bruising the hero.

“Please,” the hero sobbed. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Their nose was running and their tears gathered together, falling down their cheeks like raindrops from the sky. Breathing was hard, their lungs felt frail from these past months and the world came crashing down around them.

When their sobs echoed from the walls, they felt truly defeated, humiliated, and the pain wasn’t enough to forget that. 

For a moment, nothing happened. Neither of them said anything. All that was left in the room were the villain’s questions and the quiet sobs the hero made. Feeling overwhelmed by the horribleness of it all, the hero rolled themselves into a little ball, crying into their torn sleeve. They were ready for everything. Ready to die, ready to be bled, to be beaten, anything.

“Hey, easy there.” Once again, the villain combed their fingers through the hero’s hair but this time it was much more gentle and softer, leaving the hero with the taste of bile on their tongue. They braced themselves for new pain, impatiently waiting for the lashing out and the violent actions but nothing of that sort came. Quite the opposite: the villain scratched their scalp softly. 

“Darling, what happened to you?” Their nails scraped across the hero’s skin, taking their time. It was oddly comfortable. Even though their muscles ached, they looked up at the villain crouching above them. 

“Please,” the hero begged again. “Please hurt me.”

The villain was silent, biting their inner cheek as if they were considering it. But when they answered with a tender “no,” all hopes the hero had were crushed. 

“Please.”

“You’re a mess. Hurting you seems to be what you want. I don’t want to give you what you want,” they explained. They wiped away a tear.  “Don’t mistake this for compassion. This is me controlling your desires. This is me taunting you.” 

They pulled the hero who had exhausted themselves and was completely defenceless into their arms. 

“And this is me wanting information. Why did you say that?” They held them close and embarrassingly enough, it dawned on the hero how touch-starved they were.

“I am so alone,” they whispered. They mumbled the words, not even believing their own mouth for saying it. No one was supposed to hear this.  “I am so alone.”

They started sobbing again. It was hopeless. The villain was the only comfort they had — even now that they weren’t hurting them.

“You will never be alone with me,” the villain said carefully. “I’ll make sure of that. Now, come on. Let’s treat your wounds.”

In all honesty, the hero had never done that. They weren’t sure if there were rules to it.

“If this is you taunting me,” the hero said, “then why do you want to treat my wounds?”

The villain gave them a grim look that didn’t leave room for protest.

“I’m asking the questions, not you.”

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

plan for profit: 1. get together with the other biggest clowns or sluts on the website. 2. record yourselves reading an omegaverse fanfiction. 3. translate the entire recording into latin. 4. when people start wouting this latin recording of reading a/b/o dynamics, they summon a demon. 5. eat the rich(not me though, the superrich cunts).

that is…. certainly a plan

[ravarui]

your pecs are like a beacon of light shining the way through the dark. your abs are as sturdy as stone, booty so fat its to admired from afar. what i want to say is- tiddielicious red head - let me smash

There is a moment of silence as he blinks at the warlord. He should be surprised, but he honestly isn't. "I must admit: That's not a pick-up line I heard before." Which is saying something. "Are you going to start serenading me next?"

Yet there still needs to be given an answer to the actual question. It should be an obvious one, technically at least, but yet...he had made worse decisions in his life. Right? Right?!

"How much will I regret it when I agree?"

@heavens-sin

[tswwwit]

For the reincarnation thing, how does the time work?

I'm assuming its only Dipper being reincarnated; not everyone, so does he get reincarnated at any point in time, modern time being reversed each time or does he just get reincarnated as time goes on?

In that case- that opens up:

Sci-fi era

Time is kept nebulous because if I start making a solid timeline, I'd have to keep track of it. And screw that! Let's just say it's some kind of wibbly wobbly timey-wimey bullshit that doesn't have to be linear, or even make sense!

Sci-fi era is very approved. A truly fine concept! Idiots in love is always enhanced when they can also be in space.

[discocactusblogs]

🕯️

[pixlokita]

Is this the beginning of the Bully!Evan arc?

Ah yes he attacks where it hurts the most!! Laughing at his own bestie -

Truly he is brutal

[ruelpsen]

quick question bc i want to feel like im not alone 1. do u ever hear/see others burp in public and feel flustered and try to act normal but have no idea if its obvious and others can tell and u feel sooo embaressed and awkward. 2. do u ever feel uncomfortable and awkward and disgusted when ppl ur not attracted to, family members, children, etc. burps. bc its like. well. you know. i hate it!

Yes and yes for real! Maybe it's the neurodiversity (it is 100% the neurodiversity) but I frequently worry about my reaction, and then worry further as to whether my worry shows on top of the initial potential feigned overreaction or genuine reaction. Plus with people I'm not attracted to, there's an additional layer of worry based on how others react to me seeming angry/annoyed. If I am annoyed with someone burping, then it also means they're 100% the kind of person I can never ever EVER tell the real reason for my behavior to, which just makes it even more awkward.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

I have two thoughts that are bouncing around in my head right now

1. The problem with me inventing horsies is that I want them all to have feathers but that's fucking boring but I the feathers are neat but it's boring but-

2. Oh my god. Oh my god. There is not a single fundamental fact Roxy has believed that has been right. Not a single fucking thing. Her life is a god damn lie. Tries to clear up one identity problem and ends up with another two. She feels like this is the identity crisis hydra. Is there a way to win here? Is there anything else that's been a lie this whole time? Is she even still Roxy anymore? She's going through some things...

But at least her horsie has feathers I guess

[incorrecttigerandbunny]

Kotetsu: Did Yuri just tell me he loves me for the first time?

Pao-Lin: Yeah, he did.

Kotetsu: And did I just do finger guns back?

Pao-Lin: Yeah, you did.

[keylovesstuff]

17, 22, 68. 😊

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

I think since I tend to write in spurs and only work on one thing at a time, I rarely get writers block. However, if I find myself stuck at a certain part and just aren't sure how to move forward, that's just a sign that I'm done for the day and my two braincells need to be recharge. So I mindlessly scroll the internet, play a game, and watch some vids... maybe eat something too...If I haven't, I tend to ignore that when I get really focused 😤. I come back to it when I'm ready, and that could range from days to a couple of weeks. I don't force it.

22. Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

Reader x Character, especially if they're a real-life person. I mean, I can't read them that long writing them, but my gosh, if it's not hilarious to see people act out the 'standard' scripts, and then there was a point where Youtubers would read and would react to those fics about themselves and I was done.

68. What, if anything, do you do for inspiration?

I read and look at other people's fanworks, interpretations, and headcanons about characters and shows alike. I think I can add Youtube video analysis in the mix, those are also fun to watch, and even if it's on a completely different character or event in a show, I'm able to think about how it could fit to this person if that makes sense. For as toxic as Twitter can be while lurking, there's the occasional user that makes some sense on a Fandom thing, and it makes think differently about something.

[faarkas]

tagged to do this template by @denerims @cptcassian @arklay (thank you for the psd leah ily <3) @aartyom and @nuclearstorms SO I DID TWO <3

not tagging anybody because it seems like everybody has been already, but feel free to do it!!! I WANNA SEE !!!

[rubberrabbitta]

@jestique asked: offers him a brioche. just to see

looking down he glances at the brioche, then back at short-cake, before he takes the brioche. bringing it up to his mouth without moving his mouth as his head started moving like he was eatting & what do you know, it started to become smaller & smaller until it was gone. patting her head for the small snack.

[franeridan]

people who say zoro became less funny post timeskip are weird and also wrong and are also reading another manga than the one piece I'm reading, probably

[lunaetis]

@tenkoseiensei asked :

three rejections is more hands than i have to make big Ls with

unprompted. || always accepting

​​─「エデン」─  " it shows my genuine interest in him, shut up. "