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I WOULD LOOOOVE SOME REQUESTS TO WRITE in between me writing “Change” my ghost x reader fic

They can be blurbs or one shots or full fic ideas it’s whatever I’m down

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"holy shit they finally confessed, what comes next--"

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jason todd def has the sexiest accent, like a thick jersey one that slips out when he’s mad or sleepy. when he’s drunk his drawl comes out especially bad though, “cmon’ doll.” UGHHH!!!

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Took an edible I feel like writing more Ghost x reader or Deadpool maybe

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i miss him so bad, i’m gonna throw up. why, white boy, why….

#rdr2 #arthurmorgan #reddeadredemption2

#imisshim

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What the fuck Badjhur passed away ?!

This is insane..

Rest Easy Badjhur 💖

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do you think brucie wayne would ever go on snl

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Close To You II

Part 1

Pairing: Jason Todd x female!Reader

(heeeeey sooo this is a WIP of part ii I've been in a rut for the last several months and I opened my writing folder and I'm like holy shit I gotta work on stuff I miss these fics!! Anyway lemme know if I should finish and post the rest)

It had been exactly nine months since you and Jason broke up, the seasons had come and gone and it was the coldest winter you’d seen in Gotham.

The temperature had plummeted and you were bundled up for your walk to work. You knew taking the bus was the warmer approach, but it being a five minute walk compared to a bus route that would take you in a circle around the block and rubbing shoulders with strangers wasn’t how you wanted to spend your morning before work. You fast walked down the alley that cut your walk time in half, you knew better than to walk down it, but it was broad daylight. So your worries were eased quickly once you realized that the night was what made this stupid alleyway so terrifying, plus being a little tipsy added to that.

You walked past dumpsters and side doors with butcher papers pasted to the windows, old fire escapes with mangled and rusted ladders. You finally made it to the end of the alley out into the sidewalk when you felt a chill down your spine and it wasn’t the weather, it was the feeling of being watched like there were a set of eyes on you that you couldn’t see. As if there was someone so close you pictured being able to see their breath in the cold air behind you.

You whipped around anxiously only to be met with no one. You shook the nerves away after checking the time and made your way to the crosswalk which then brought your walk to work to an end.

Café Triste.

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The last nine months had been excruciating for Jason. Going on missions like usual while simultaneously torturing himself daily by following you and watching your every move. He wasn’t trying to stalk, really he wasn’t, but this was the closest he could get to you without showing up on your doorstep.

Since that night he’d been cursing himself for not telling you about his double life. He kept replaying the night over and over wishing he had said something different, wishing he’d explained himself.

[ Red Hood are you even listening?!]

“Yeah..of course but you know how much I Love hearing you repeat yourself Babs” he said with a smile as he was perched on a ledge across from Cafe Triste.

[you’re a terrible liar and secondly why the hell are you on the other side of town..is that Cafe Triste?]

“ what I can't stop for a coffee “ he says getting up from his perch and sliding down a fire escape to his motorcycle

[you can't keep doing this-]

“Doing what-”

[following her, look I know its been hard. I know you miss her-]

“I just wish things had gone differently “he says riding past the before mentioned cafe slow enough for him to peer into the window and catch a glimpse of you at the register calling out a drink order.

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I need to tear that man apart with my teeth(/pos)

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UGGGHHH i just KNOW this man follows you around like a lapdog. I need him so bad.

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CW// BLOOD,GORE, VIOLENCE

INVINCIBLE EDIT

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One of the reasons that I don't really like writing smut is that people gonna be like "Oh there's no way he's that big! You're just a weirdo!"

Meanwhile him:

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO THINK HUH???? LOOK AT THESE BITCHES!!! THEY'RE THE SIZE OF A FUCKING MOUNTAIN!!! IT'S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT THAT THEY'RE BIG!

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MADE BREAD TONIGHT WHY THE FUCK IS COUNT ORLOK THERE?!!

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Saw this quote on Twitter and knew I had to write something and now I have this writing blog now dedicated to monsters x black! fem reader stories. if you like this and want to see more monster x black! reader stories, let me know.

"enough about daddy dom vampires. what about vampires overwhelmed with bloodlust. what about vampires begging on their knees for just a taste. what about making them lick your bloodied fingers clean with tears in their eyes and saliva pooling down their chin trembling with effort" (x)

Please.|| Vampire x Black!Fem Reader

Triggers: mentions of blood, blood drinking, cardiophilia, just a whimpering mess of a vampire and the human he adores.

minors dni.

On a moonlit night, the immortal returned to you.

He barely made it to your door before he fell to his knees, fat bloody tears falling down his pale cheeks. He could not move or think, neither man nor monster, just a pile of wanton longing for your blood on his lips.

There were others like him who would tear a mortal from collar to pelvis at the climax of their blood rage but not him, never him. He would sooner sob into your chest in unyielding thirst than lay a finger on you in violence.

The burning in his throat made him genuflect when you opened the door in your silky nightgown, worry gracing your features for the ancient creature weeping openly for your blood.

You knew the routine by now, inviting him to crawl through your threshold, body contorting in pain and lust for just a drop, just a single drop to make him more docile company.

"Please." A tender plea tumbled from the vampire's mouth, two slender glacial fingers pressed into your wrist, each beat he counted to steady himself a gospel to his ears while you reached for your sharpest kitchen knife.

A simple cut into your finger to begin, his hands clasped behind his back and head tipped back to receive such a blessed communion, drop by drop till he was sucking on your finger, choking on blood and mewling.

"Please." This plea was warm and rich as he ran his hands up and down your arms, leaving sticky kisses on your brown skin before standing to his feet.

"Please." He growled, behind you before you could blink, gently tipping your head to the side, the soft click of his fangs revealing themselves to you before sinking into the flesh of your neck.

"Please." You moaned, limp in passion as he supped you, his hold up on your waist tightening to keep you from crumpling in pleasure, delighting in the sticky wetness that blossomed between your thighs the more he feasted upon you.

"Please." You muttered some time later, the weariness in your voice and growing pause between your heartbeats signaling to him that it was time to stop, less he condemn you to a life of eternal groveling like him.

As he tucked you into bed, neck bandaged, hair and body wrapped in silk, the monster wept again, scarlet tears not of lust but something else entirely.

"Thank you."

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I'm very normal about Nosferatu as you can probably see by my very normal reblogs about it 😊 so normal!

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COUNT ORLOK + tags

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NOSFERATU (2024) dir. Robert Eggers The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 1 (2011) dir. Bill Condon