i want everyone to know the reason i have been so dry fic wise is bc i used to need them to express scenarios in my mind but now i roleplay and i get so much writing in that way that i’m more of a reader now
…that being said i might have a little something cooking up in the tarlos hurt comfort department. you guys may have to yell at me to keep from killing one of them. beta requests are open, though i’m only 400 words into it
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i too have concepts of a plan
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Nothing’s worse than when you’re talking to someone about character nuances and they refuse to take their shipping goggles off bc I said “oh yeah I think these two could have a really interesting dynamic if it was explored” and they went “well I ship this character with someone else so…” like bro I said they could have a compelling relationship, not that I wanted them to fuck nasty style
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Just saw Etho’s TCG card and. Oh my god
Now you may think ‘what are you talking about that’s just etho at his base?’ But no, you silly man. That’s Joel’s base. The Etho statues in front of that style of arch? With the cherry blossom tree? That isn’t Etho’s base. He made the conscious decision to do that. I will NEVER be over this bit.
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Can’t get over how fast Logan decided him and Wade were a pair
Right after Pyro made Johnny fall out of the sky Logan goes “we don’t know that guy”
Logan what do you mean WE, you’ve known Deadpool for all of half an hour and spent half of that time trying to kill him!
Wolverine really saw that Deadpool could also regenerate and immediately decided they were a package deal, he’s still gotta act grumpy though, gotta keep up the reputation
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Lorna sketches (ft. Pietro being an annoying bro)
where’s my x-factor animated series??? 😭
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I saw this tiktok and all I can think about is begging katsuki to measure his dick with donuts.
“Babe, it’s for science—“
“Science my ass. You just wanna see me put donuts on my dick.” Carmine eyes roll as he snorts and turns his attention back to the kindle in his hand.
“But-“ A glare is sent your way and you huff.
“I ain’t puttin’ donuts on my dick, that’s a infection waitn’ to happen.” Katsuki attempts to finalize his decision with a rough peck to your forehead before he goes back to reading.
But you’re not giving up, oh no. You want to know exactly how many donuts fit on his dick. It’s childish and stupid and you wanna KNOW.
A few minutes go by, he’s propped up with his feet on the coffee table still reading. Your fingers run over his thigh and you press a tentative kiss on his jaw. It takes everything in you to give him the biggest, doey eyes you can manage.
Katsuki glances over and raises a brow.
“You lost y’re goddamn mind,” he puts the kindle down and runs his fingers through blonde spikes “if I put donuts on my dick you’re going to owe the hell outta me, you know that, brat?”
You grin.
“Gladly, whatever you want.” You assert with a snicker and a kiss to his pretty lips. He groans and huffs at your childishness.
The answer is six donuts.
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