#mmmmmm teehee

[alliddewrites]

I've been working on a fic for him, so I figured I'll reblog this here too.

I finished it!

Feminine version:

Masculine version:

Only Miguel c:

If anyone wants to draw themselves there or something, go ahead, just tag me, cause I wanna see it. :3

[lolathepeacocklord]

Despite it all I continue to ball

[weird-dere-writes]

going thru some old pieces in my writing tag before working on some selfship lore and

coming across that mimista pack...

[bealittlesblog]

mmm in the mood to be in kitty space todai🥺 and age dreaming per usual ~♡

[screams-for-three-hours-straight]

I want a burrito

[fazfuri]

okay, here are some more of my theories

(I hope again that everything is fine with the translation)

MMMMMM this is some gud sht, my discord server would love you :teehee:

[babyaiker]

Mutuals come get y’all juice! I’m finally posting about the big man Xavier!

Anyway ya! Red dead insert oc. I’ve lived 10 years of my life convincing myself self-inserts and fandom ocs were cringe, I’m healing I’m thriving let me be

I plan to post more about him in the future so I at least gotta give a general overview (under the cut teehee)

(Bonus appearance from @meeks-just-wants-to-scroll ‘s oc Malt in the first image)

Info!

Full name is Xavier Holden

Son of the real background character Judge Meredith Holden

Has multiple pen names/nicknames such as “Gorrister” and “Lorenzo”

Born in Rhodes, Lemoyne 1867, Currently 32 (1899)

Around 6ft ish, mmmmmm big boy

Outlaw traveling with the Van Der Linde gang since 1895

Prefers to paint and hunt rather than kill and rob though

Primarily uses a Springfield Rifle, with only a Cattleman for protection

Better at fighting hand-to-hand in a self-defense situation

Owns a gelding horse named Saffron

Dark Bay Shire, Gentle giant, likes eating random herbs

Symbolic animals are an octopus (high honor) or squid (low honor)

Xavier’s weirdly calm and diplomatic for an outlaw. He’s pretty closed off, but is more than happy to listen to whatever you have to say. He’s much more skilled with providing stability and comfort for others rather than fighting. Others either regard him as a trusted confidant, or a nosy gossiper who has dirt on just about everyone (both are true).

Trivia!

Is absolutely sweet on Kieran, canon can eat my entire ass those two are getting a happy ending because I said so

You may not see me post too much about them as an item on here. It’s not because I’m embarrassed, but because it’s just personal to me, that’s all. I’ll still joke/reference it though and post some of the art I do!

Lip-scar is maybe canon? It’s more so a reference to my bestie’s possible rdr2 oc, tho it’s not official (she stabbed him in the face a lil but it’s okie)

Absolutely abides by rdr2’s rule of “overweight equals high health and low stamina”. Throw this guy off a cliff and he’d probably be fine.

The fact he’s an artist is very important for like his entire character/backstory don’t forget that bit

Half original character half self insert. I project a lot of my flaws, beliefs, and gender identity onto him, but our personalities are fairly different. Plus we share just enough physical characteristics that I could cosplay him with the help of a wig and fake beard.

[imagine-shenanigans]

I've got severe brain worms from @391780 's fic Into Your Veins, and now I'm thinking of all the different scenarios where the 141 are also monsters in the apocalypse. like. obsessively. Also fat/chubby reader because mmmmmm yaes <3

Also this is basically just rambles and ranting over ideas for like, however long this got i didnt actually check teehee

We already have vampire simon so I won't touch on that because that is Specifically Their Brain Worms but I can't stop laughing every single time over the sunflower seeds incident (and every other similar one).

//

Soap as a werewolf is soooooo funny to me. Like he's constantly in this battle of "Don't swallow don't swallow don't swallow" whenever he rips a zombie in half with his teeth in wolf form and then confusion as to why people would think he's possibly infected. "Wdym I'm infected I'm just a little guy. I'm so cute. I wouldn't ever do anything. Smiles." He can't cover distance like Ghost or Gaz can, and sure he doesn't have the same authority that Price does, but he's a damn good soldier, and he's got some of the most sheer brute force on the team. So when Price tells him to start scouting in an area for survivors, he does! He's very thorough, combs over the area with a precision that would make most soldiers weep with jealousy.

He ends up scenting reader before he sees them, watches their little house from a distance. He's not patient like Simon, but he does watch reader for awhile, watches them surviving, all on their own in this little plot of land. Ends up watching your plush hips sway as you set out the laundry to dry. He's mesmerized, as he watches the sweat drip down your skin while you reinforce a few of your traps, go over the house with a fine toothed comb. You can't see him in the shadows, but by god is he seeing you. (And your ass - god he can't stop staring.)

He's not nearly patient enough to wait, so he waltzes right up, thinking his charming smile and accent is enough to win him some brownie points. He's halfway through a pickup line, maybe, when you level a shotgun at his face, completely unamused.

He's in love.

You refuse to go with him, but Price gave him orders and there's no WAY he's letting you go, not after he's seen your thighs and imagined himself using them as earmuffs. Not after he's thinking of a cute domestic life, providing for you like a good mate, and look at how precious you are, threatening him and -

and you shoot him.

Right in the chest, and thank god for the fact that it takes more than a few bullets to kill him because he's tearing through his skin in an instant, bones cracking and sinew melding as he quickly drops into his wolf form (which, jesus christ he's fucking HUGE) to help ease some of the pain and kickstart his healing process. He snarls right in your face and snaps your damn gun in half with his teeth before he tells you he'll be back in a week. (later, he feels bad, certainly, but only for frightening you)

You freak out, because JESUS CHRIST WEREWOLVES ARE REAL TOO????

Johnny's back in a week as promised, after spending a few days in bed and eating anything he could get his hands on all while gushing about the pretty little soft thing he's bringing back. He even goes out of his way to bring you a gift!!! He hunts down a deer on the way through the woods near your home, bringing dinner so he can butcher it and you can cook it because of course he's bringing you back for practical reasons but if he's going to court you no you don't need to know that.

You're gone when he comes to the home, every last item packed away and shoved into the back of the car he'd seen you drive. He's furious that his hard work will go to waste, so he helps himself to the rest of what you've got in the house and decides to store everything away for when he's on his way back to base. Fights his urge to track you down only for long enough to be practical, and then he's on the hunt.

It doesn't take him long to find you - he can run faster than your car can go cautiously while trying not to attract attention from a horde of zombies, and even though he's living he doesn't attract the same attention from the freaks that you do in a car with a gun. He tracks you down in no time flat, smiling as he taps on your window where you're parked inconspicuously to catch a few minutes of sleep.

When you scream, he laughs and waves, threatens with one clawed hand to slash the tires if you don't come out. Practicality wins in this case, and he has a long talk with you about coming back with him. He's sure he's just about convinced you when you slap him, throwing something at him that has him howling in white-hot pain. He can hear your apologies through sobs as you push him and he tangles with whatever you've thrown at him, trying to get it off in a blind panic, and you've driven off before he can stop you.

When he finally has a moment to breathe, the damn thing off of him, he realizes you'd tied together a small net of necklace chains - silver. necklace chains.

He's as angry as he as endeared, really. It's a game now, of fetch, of tag, he's not sure - he just ends up changing pace, gently herds you back in the direction of the base like a cattle dog. You're furious when he finally pops your tires when you're a good two days away from the base, just hefts you up on a shoulder and pats your ass while he walks with you. He's so smug about it too, and by all accounts, he's won your hand in marriage by finding you, whether or not you agree yet.

//

Now, I'm not as familiar with Gaz as I'd like to be (because I got introduced with Ghoap stuff for my entry into the fandom) so please pardon if my characterization is off but I do love him dearly and eat up all content I end up seeing of him.

I'm slightly biased with Gaz being a harpy because I just love the idea of him being a bird of prey like a peregrine falcon (and i think its bluegiragi who has the monster au of him as a harpy?) or a shifter of some sort like a panther or a cheetah (i'm biased towards cheetah actually, because I love the pictures/videos of cheetahs getting emotional support golden retrievers).

Since my idea for this isn't EITHER of those options, please consider reader putting spike traps on the roof for a bird Gaz like stores put up on their signs. He gets real angry about it for a couple days and then figures out exactly how/where to land so he can perch on your roof anyway, scaring the shit out of you when he's just sitting there, chin in his hands, with a shit eating grin when you go to make sure everything's alright on the roof.

Anyway, for this I'm actually thinking fae Gaz - he's been living amongst humans for as long as he can really remember. He's not a changeling, but his mum was fae and she loved his dad. He's visited the fae realm once or twice (and, as convincing as his mum is when he visits her, he nearly forgets about the time dissonance every single visit - none are as bad as the first time, when he had no clue about it, and ended up being gone for fifty years.)

He's sent to greet you when Ghost majestically fails, and Cap'n doesn't quite want to set Soap loose on the poor reader (yet). Ends up falling in love with how clever you are, soft hands slipping into gloves as you pile leaves over the thin nets over the punji pits and bear traps. He's military trained across multiple decades, he's seen all kinds of war (even though he's still relatively young in comparison - he stopped physically aging somewhere in his twenties, but he's barely been alive for like, fifty years) and he's seen all kinds of tricks.

He watches you pour over old books that you've either scavenged or already had, learning how to make simple, but effective traps. The older types of traps are such a clever idea when combined with new ones. The type doesn't matter much to zombies, but the combination of different types will keep humans (and others) on their guard.

He really really really intends to talk to you, instead of lingering in the shadows like a creep.

You end up seeing him, and through sheer luck (or wit, Gaz isn't honestly sure) when he asks that you give him your name, you say; "Give me your name first."

He's stuck at that one, because Gaz has spent years talking around subjects but this pretty little human just points a shotgun at him and demands his attention. He can't even think to talk around the reason he's there when he changes the subject awkwardly, and you insist on his name.

He can't give you his name, his power, not even his nickname, so it ends with him awkwardly leaving.

He's the absolute butt of the joke when he gets back to base after slipping into the trees (so embarrassed that he doesn't take the time to make sure you can't see him do it) and goes straight back to base utilizing a mushroom circle and the sheer willpower to not get distracted as he slips between realms. Makes a week long trek into an hour's worth of walking.

When he returns, he knocks politely, eyeing the newly replaced doorknob.

When he touches it, out of curiosity, he's gobsmacked to find out you've either found a new knob, or cast the old one in cold iron. He touches it three full times in complete disbelief, watches the skin on his hands grow irritated and blister.

You smirk when you open the door, make some shitty joke that he's pretty sure is a twilight reference that would make Ghost furious, and then you tell him you figured it out pretty quickly.

In comparison to Ghost and Soap, his romance is altogether extremely easy - he just keeps visiting every single day, calls you a nickname when you won't give him an actual answer.

He admires your caution, and falls just a little more in love when you call him something stupid like mushroom man.

In the end, what ends up convincing reader, I think, is that he fully gives them his name. It's akin to a proposal, and Gaz isn't quite sure how he feels when you don't realize it as you roll his name - Kyle Garrick on your tongue, testing it. You ask if you can keep calling him Mushie Man and some other stupid nickname and he laughs, presses a kiss to your temple for it. Says it's only fitting, and whispers your full name like a prayer.

He lets you stay in your home a little longer, as long as you need really, laces a misdirection hex into the branches that'll really only work on humans. He comes by every day, no matter what.

When you finally agree, he grabs your face and kisses you like you've given him the sun and stars and hung the moon just to illuminate his way.

//

For Price, I'm going to say dragon price because mmmm hot. Anyway I like to think it's a little bit of everything.

Ghost is the first - you find out really quickly that he fucking hates the counting trick you pull, so you're sure to carry a pocket full of something small just to piss him off if he gets too close. When you don't make eye contact (whether intentional or because you hate it) he's absolutely bewildered that this Soft Little Thing in the woods has so effectively blocked him from getting his job done initially that when he complains to Price, he puts his foot down. Says if Price thinks is so funny, he should send Johnny or Gaz out, see if they can do better.

And Price, sides hurting from laughing so much, agrees to make it Soap's problem next.

Soap returns, a net-like burn across his forearm from where you'd thrown tied together necklace chains at him. He's pissed, whines and moans for hours about how bad it hurts, and Price just snorts and tells him Shouldn't have tried to drag them out, then.

When intimidation and brute force don't work, Price lets Gaz have a go at it.

The man is practically radiating smugness as he goes to win, and Price is crying with laughter when Gaz comes back, his hands blistered and pride bruised. He clears his throat and says I think ah, I think they've just gone ahead and put every guard on the house they can think of. He does not tell anyone that the human ended up catching him in a net for half an hour afterwards, chiding him for the full thirty minutes about trying to open someone's door without asking.

(But Price knows.)

He ends up saying he's going to go deal with it himself to "Show them how it's done."

Really though, he's absolutely smitten with the idea of you. He knows that, given the time and will, his boys would absolutely bring you back - but he doesn't want that anymore. He has to see for himself the cute soft little human in the woods that's managed to catch all three of his best soldiers off guard because all three of them underestimated you.

He can't very well let anyone on base know (especially the civilians) what he is, so he waits until the dead of night to start flying - only does so when he's well past the point of being seen, even if it means he has to fly in his hybrid form, which is a little awkward when he doesn't do it as often.

He's a perfect gentleman when he walks up to your home at daybreak, letting his form go back to human.

He avoids every trap, tripwire, and camera that Simon and Johnny and Kyle had all warned him about so you don't have to spend your precious time and energy fixing them. He knocks on the door and waits until you open it, introduces himself as Captain John Price, love.

Apologies for the heavy handed attempts of his men as he stands on your doorstep. When you slam the door in his face he simply sighs and knocks again. And again, and again, until you finally relent and open the door back up.

He smiles, and asks if he can come in - you say no, and he smiles.

Love, if I wanted to I could push past you, I'm asking to be polite.

You freeze at that, trying to think, trying to evaluate. You're clever, he thinks with a pleased hum, half lidded eyes staring down at you. You sigh, and relent, finally - knowing that whatever battle that you'd be fighting uphill could at least be done over the breakfast you were starting to cook, and you didn't want to waste it.

Something twinges in John's chest as he sits at the table, and decides, like the rotten, greedy bastard he knows he is, that you're his. And not his like the rest of the people he's got, but his. You'll be his, no matter how long it takes him.

He lets you cook in silence, enjoying the mundane domesticity of it all, tucks into the plate of food gratefully, and feels like he's home.

After breakfast, John takes the time to ask you questions. About your past, about your hobbies outside of survival, how many things you've got that'll be coming with. When you remind him you haven't agreed, he chuckles and smooths a hand over your hair and reminds you that he hasn't asked.

You finally ask him what he is, and he blows a mote of smoke at you, watches the realization hit you before you go blank. A fucking dragon? You ask.

A fucking dragon, he responds.

John is extremely amused when you tell him to wait on the doorstep, and you go upstairs for something. When you come back down, you hand him a box full of jewelry (he almost laughs when he notices the amount of silver chains missing.)

He hands you the box back and curls a finger beneath your chin, calls you a silly girl/boy/pet and tells you that not all the stories are true. In this case, they are, of course- but he doesn't need to tell you that he hoards people, not things. That his hoard is every single person on base - doesn't tell you that his most treasured parts of his hoard are the three strong men who work directly with him, that he intends to keep them for as long as he lives, which will still be a damn long time coming, even if he's been around since before the middle ages.

You'll be his favorite of all though, he thinks.

He gives you a week, but tells you that his boys will keep an eye on you, make sure you're still there every day until he personally comes to escort you home. When you remind him, stubbornly, you are home, he laughs, and presses a kiss to your forehead while you stand there, bewildered.

In between that moment, and when you get back to base with him, I can't decide if its better if he ends up singlehandedly destroying a small horde of zombies with fire breath as the pits you've got full of traps fill up, or if it's better if he shows up with a box truck and a few men and they all end up moving you out of the house without asking. Maybe it's a mix of both - you decide!

But regardless, it ends exactly as he wants - you, tucked up into his lap as he reads reports and issues orders. He skips the dating and goes straight into being your husband - makes some sort of quip about being far too old (fashioned) to entertain the thought and goes straight to being married like "it used to be." Even though for a dragon he's still kinda young, hasn't even hit his comparative forties yet, actually. Even though it doesn't really matter, because as far as he's aware dragons don't die of old age so much as they die of other factors beyond their control. It's why he's so carefully cultivated his life towards survival thus far.

John lets you do whatever you want to keep you busy, the only real stipulation is that you come home to him at the end of the day. He's even quite respectful, really. He never touches you without your consent, aside from placing soft kisses on your temple or forehead, or cuddling up to you in your shared bed. (Which you say you only entertain because he's warm, and there's no heating in his room. But really, you love it when he holds you, and lets you hold him with no questions asked, all under the pretense of being half-asleep.)

He acts like he has all the time in the world for you to come around - and he does.

You'll be awfully sore later when you realize he's bound your life to his, even angrier when your teeth adjust and you can start seeing better. He'll pretend not to notice the changes at first to see what you think, and then he'll help you through all of them, cooing and sighing and rubbing into sore muscles as you learn how to control changing into your half-dragon form. Maybe in a couple hundred years you'll figure out how to fully transform into a dragon - maybe not.

[justagirlwithanoralfixation]

may i have some proongsfoot content?

~🏳️‍🌈

mmmmmm i’m kinda getting into prongsfoot atm how’d you know

hog nose snakes are cute

‘remus was everyone’s gay awakening’ nope

sirius and james were each other’s

they’d always sneak in one bed together at night, not even in a sexual way, it was just a thing they’d do when one of them couldn’t sleep

they’d talk and whatnot

and so they kissed some time in fifth year, maybe while playing truth or dare or smth and sirius went

‘wow this is way nicer than snogging girls’

and james thought

‘i didn’t think it’d be as nice as snogging girls’

it started off with snogging and turned into occasional handjobs and more after that

all experimental of course

no homo

or so they thought

(it was in fact very homo)

what if i said shower sex after quidditch?

after games, practice, whatever

wait-

a very frustrated james fucking sirius after a lost game where he messed up

teehee sry that’s so hot

they’re switches

like it really depends on the day

they’ll do it anywhere and at any time, they literally do not care

blowjobs in empty classrooms between classes

just to get some energy out

lmk if you want more :)

[kenposting]

Kenposting Masterlist <3

i have ryan gosling brainrot so bad..

°.✩┈┈ ┈┈ ∘*┈୨୧┈*∘┈┈ ┈┈ ✩.°

Ken (Barbie, 2023): 

He’s Just Ken ⋆˚✿˖° Ken has always been more than fond of you, and he kept that to himself, like a small thought that didn't mean much. You, unbeknownst to him, of course, felt the same, and he is shocked to learn this.

New Guy ⋆˚✿˖° Short & sweet; Ken is the new guy at your work - somewhere he keeps calling the ‘real world’. You don’t get that, but what’s new, he never really makes any sense.

New Guy Part 2 ⋆˚✿˖° Ken invites you over for dinner at his house - something you were greatly looking forward to! Until you noticed something was on his mind.

Every Night is Ghoul's Night⋆˚✿˖° Ken leads the way to the Real World to join Barbie for a new holiday he doesn't quite understand. Once he arrives, he learns that most things in this place are hard to understand.

Holland March (The Nice Guys, 2016):

You’re Protesting the Air? ⋆˚✿˖° The tension between Holland and his client had been building for weeks. You were proud of yourself for keeping your cool - until Healy left you under the care of his partner.

Officer K (Blade Runner 2049, 2017): 

Baseline ⋆˚✿˖° You're a Blade Runner paired to work with Officer K. You both sense a bizarre shift lately.  Something is wrong.

Other Ken posts: 

Mojo Dojo Bingo + links to free ryan gosling movies ⋆˚✿˖° Just a bingo sheet of Ryan Gosling movies.

Ken’s Cowboy Outfit ⋆˚✿˖° Noticed the difference and thought it was funny.

Kenergy Fits ⋆˚✿˖° Ryan going so hard at the red carpets for some reason.

What Kenergy is This ⋆˚✿˖°  He is an anomaly.

Ken Crying ⋆˚✿˖° :( sad

France Poster ⋆˚✿˖° this had me dying omg lol

THE MOJO DOJO ⋆˚✿˖° need to go so bad u guys don’t understand if this is torn down before i see it i will die

Beach Off ⋆˚✿˖° he gets so mad it is so funny omg

Just Madi ⋆˚✿˖° i luv ken wtf

ryan gosling 😁😁 ⋆˚✿˖° idc this is my favorite video of him

jitterbug 😭 ⋆˚✿˖° no comment

u look lonely ⋆˚✿˖° i giggled

no kitchen :( ⋆˚✿˖° evil!!!!! but accurate

RYAN BEING SO CUTE W GRETA WTF ⋆˚✿˖° screaming crying throwing a tantrum wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf

my dumbest post ⋆˚✿˖° sorry i giggled

the world is healing ⋆˚✿˖° just my brother being sweet wtf

ken behind the scenes <3 ⋆˚✿˖° him

barbie cast ⋆˚✿˖° i luv them

what was going on here ⋆˚✿˖° i want to know so bad

why is he so tall (and this)⋆˚✿˖° wtf

fall guy behind the scenes ⋆˚✿˖° idc he looks so good

hands ⋆˚✿˖° teehee

gq ⋆˚✿˖° they luv him

film cooper talking ab barbie ⋆˚✿˖° slay cooper

week :3 ⋆˚✿˖° this just made me giggle lol

seriously how did this happen ⋆˚✿˖° i just want to hug them plea se argehejjd

ken fits :3 ⋆˚✿˖° so slay ryan so slay

mmmmmm ken ⋆˚✿˖° stfu this outfit

holland brainrot p2 ⋆˚✿˖° he is just so

[onaccountofanabsence]

noah’s hand measurements!

this is a very weird post!!! i know that! a bit creep de la creep am i right?! but OH WELL this is very important research. noah if you see this, don't think i'm weird or be creeped out. i'm sorry... ok i'm not sorry it’s your fault for being BUILT LIKE THIS MMMMMM

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i wanted to show a couple examples for accuracy:

can width = 6.6 cm / 2.6 inches

and if we look at his middle finger. this is the length of just over half of his middle finger

i asked my friend to measure the width of his guitar, and he told me it was 5cm. BUT google tells me that the standard size is 5.2cm / 2.05 inches. so if we add around 1cm to account for the rest of his finger hanging off the top, i would say that this gives us the length of the two top parts of noah’s index finger. so the two top parts equal 6.2cm / 2.4 inches

these are my friends hands - she very kindly took these photos with her xbox controller for me hehe. she is 5’4’’ for reference. you can really see the size difference here…. RAAAAH

iphone x (max lets be real) width = 7.7cm / 3.05 inches

record height = 31.43cm / 12.38 inches

his hand takes up 3/5 of this (i did some reverse engineering on picsart, that is an accurate fraction…) but his hand is a little bent and hangs off the bottom so it is a little more than this. i will add another 2cm to account for this!

so noah's hand plus index finger = 20.89cm / 8.22 inches

can width = 6.35cm / 2.5 inches

can length = 17.02cm / 6.7 inches

noah's index finger is 3/5 of the length (using picsart again)

meaning noah's index finger is 10.21cm / 4.02 inches

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obviously this is just for fun and all my findings are approximate - i might have calculated some things wrong, but i hope you like my post anyway teehee

☻

if you blocked me pretend you didn't see this post... i don't want you looking at my hard work. you don't deserve it! yes, even you the random will ramos blog who blocked me. i love lorna so wtf is up with that?! will would think you're a LOSER just saying. i bet YOU don't have a selfie with him!! I DO SUCKER

p.s sorry for my absence (ha ha ha) my dog has been unwell!!

enjoy LOL @gh0stfacegf @pathion @broken0mens

NOAH PLZ DON'T HATE ME (cry emoji)

[siberat]

Mmmmmm….. who’s been your favorite chubby character(s) to write for? Every character’s got their pros and cons, but some just stick out the most 🤤

Signed,

An obsessive reader of your Ratchet content teehee

ahhhh, this one is a little hard, to be honest.

for long stories- it’s more the concept/theme of the story. Like the aidlock one- wanted to play with opposite factions, a character that is so chirpy and happy verses one that was doom and gloom…. A once dreaded companion turned into a desirable one. So, what gets me the most excited for longer stories is the theme of it. Yes, the characters def help- but truthfully, long stories are usually of my picking.

the all time easier standard would be Ratchet- just because I have done so much with him and you can really play with themes with him- he could be grumpy and not happy with wg, or cuddly and happy.

best dynamic: an overinthused feeder and a very willing feedee. Obviously Aid fits the first.

worst dynamic- as in hardest to write; forced feeding. It just feels very hard for me (but gives me something to work on)

for drabbles: fav feedee is Blast Off, followed by ratchet and first aid. Brawl is a good one too- but haven’t written much with him.

for vore: fav is sunder- but the only other contender was shockwave

worst ones: honestly, it would come down to characters I don’t really write much about/know much about.

of course I done some other ones, but those are the ones that stand out the most for me.

what about you, fellow readers? What are some of your favs to write (or read about if you don’t read)

[headchefshcs]

Sadist creek making yiu do yoga and contorting you into poses you know you can't do, and is trying to hide the fact he's getting off on it >:3

Teehee

Downward Dog// Creek NSFW HCS

NSFW undercut Minors DNI, They/Them pronouns used

You’re not a flexiable troll, so when Creek asks you if you would like to join him with some yoga your reluctantly agree. Now Creek knows that you’re not flexible, so during his classes he’ll give you more attention, trying to help you with positions and to try and push you slowly. He’ll have you stay after to have a one on one session with him.

He’ll you in a downward dog position, “that’s it, just like like that, stretch a little bit more for me…mmmm that’s perfect doll” the last of which he mumbles to himself. He can definitely see that your struggling, your legs and arm trembling and the small sounds of whimpers and moans of discomfort turns him on. He loves hear those discomfort sounds, it’s music to his ears.

“Here let me help you….” He says as he gets behind you. He places his hands on your waist and positions his crotch to your ass. He feels his pants get tighter as he continues to “coach” you through the pose. The whole time he’s looking at your ass. He has to use all his will power to not start grinding on you or moaning from the sight of you in such a vulnerable position. “Creek….” You whimper in discomfort, you feel yourself getting tired and more uncomfortable with the position… but Creeks been so nice with helping you, so you try and hold the position longer.

Creek cleanly sees you struggling, the sight makes have fantasies of himself giving in to his urges and dry humping you. Instead of the natural response of pulling away the thought of you pressing yourself onto him and grinding on him. “Mmmmmm…” you moan and holds you waist to have more control over your movements. “Hmmmm patience, pet….” He says as he slowly grabs the hem of your pants. He slowly moves them down, enough for your pussy/cock to be exposed. “Already so wet hm, what a little whore… looks like your masters going to need discipline you.” He scolds you as he also takes off his pants and positions his throbbing dick to your entrance-

“Creek?” Creeks snapped out of his fantasy to see you looking at him. You must have not looked at his pants and an obvious tent, but it seems you’re a bit more concerned with looking at him. “Are you okay? I kinda got a bit tired… I’m not the most flexible….”

“Oh it’s nothing…. Don’t worry about that, we’ll work more on that next time…” perhaps his fantasy will have to continue later…

//life has gotten in the way of writing. I’ll try to post more soon

[ask-dadpio]

If Espio is a father and possibly married (we see that wedding ring), then who is the lucky guy? 👀

MMMMMM, I don't knowww, I wasn't at the wedding, you should ask Espio that ;]

And to those who do know, kindly not say anything just yet teehee

[avocado-writing]

Not a request just a thought teehee 😋

I'm so so bad at like initiating things, whether that be conversations, relationships, sex, etc etc so I just like,, bottle it all up and just think really hard at the person hoping they suddenly develop telepathy and come fuck me talk to me.

So basically what I need is to be chillin in the bookstore pretending to read some first edition Jane Austens or smth while I secretly fantasize abt crowley and aziraphale and all the ungodly things I would let them do to me. And ofc since idk how to initiate anything, I bottle it up n think really hard at the both of them. But see the thing is crowley can sense the lust absolutely pouring off me and he can tell where it's directed. So ofc like a good lil demon he takes it upon himself to assist me. It wouldn't be complete without the both of them so crowley does his due diligence and tips off his angel about my little predicament, and since aziraphale is such a nice man of course he would help!

Brain melted thinking abt this but basically it ends w the hot sexy threesome we all deserve teehee 😋

HOW DID I MISS THIS ONE?

though i feel like aziraphale is the one who gets cued in when humans are horny, he can literally feel your lust in the air... he's the one who points it out to crowley with a cheeky little smile on his face, then both him & his demon walk over to you to sandwich you between them... dropping hot kisses along the length of your neck, undressing you slowly and teasingly... waiting until you're naked between their clothes bodies before starting to make you come undone...

mmmmmm.... just thinkin...

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

let my prize be your teasure

by idkwhatimdoingbutslay

Vi can’t help but watch Caitlyn think, her eyebrows furrowing and her (plush) lip caught between her teeth and her jittering eyes. Her features stay sharp despite her obvious uncertainty, but Vi remembers touching- No. No, she doesn’t. Caitlyn looks up, shifting her attention to meet Vi’s gaze. They stare for a few seconds, their faces close enough to be able to feel each other’s cold breath. Vi watches Caitlyn analyze her in a different way she’s been analyzing these papers, her eyes jumping from one of Vi’s features to another. Vi’s breaths become heavy without her even realizing it, Caitlyn’s attention suffocating and full of bliss. A familiar loud, vibrating buzz wracks through Vi’s body. Lips part and Vi’s hands are itching to touch places she can now, officially say she’s familiar with. Vi hates remembering each curve, each bite, each graze, each time and time again Caitlyn went in for more. Vi hates thinking about each ‘what if’ even more.

> Post breaching their rivalry and finding themselves way too close for comfort, Caitlyn and Vi adjust to sharing Heimerdinger's internship they were originally competing for. One office, two lesbians, and a nice dash of radicalization to go with it.

Words: 5551, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of uni/pride/pining/sexual tension/veryyyyy lesbian AU | the prize

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Heimerdinger (League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: mmmmmm the girls are at it again!, Forced Proximity, Co-workers, they share an office 😲, Getting to Know Each Other, annoyances to lovers, Co-workers to lovers, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, taking edibles together 😲, Partners in Crime, Basically, Falling In Love, they're both reluctant but especially vi..., Parties, potentially costume..., Seven Minutes In Heaven Game, teehee 🤭, Useless Lesbians, Girls Kissing, Idiots in Love, forced to do things together !!! like, Yoga, and others lol - Freeform, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, kind of......., Alternate Universe - Office, OKAY THAT MIGHT BE IT LOL, they figure things out and totally fall for each other its so gross, There Was Only One Bed, Dress Up, get both of their povs :), Heimerdinger is the regular ignorant and privileged subtle ahole boss, IM SUPER LATE AS PER USUAL BUT HAPPY PRIDE LMAOOO, No beta 🏃🏾‍♀️ so rip, Pining, Mutual Pining, Sexual Tension, AHHH OK I ACTUALLY THINK THATS IT NOW, slay, :), had to mess with the formatting of the summary, cuz ao3 says its too long 😭, i swear i have paragraph breaks in this guys I SWEAR, and i know when to make new paragraphs!!!, i hate this place 😭

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