#I love this idea and wanna write stuff like this

[millieisawriter]

Calm for a moment

arthur morgan x reader

summary: during sean's return celebration you get a little tipsy, which also means needy in your dictionary. so you and your horny mind try to lure arthur into a night of passion. this doesn't go as expected.

wc: 2k

all pics from pinterest

a/n: first time in a long time attempting to write something soft!! chilling with the sad/angsty/dark stuff for once!!

The gang had finally left Colter behind and for now settled in Horseshoe Overlook. Of course you would’ve been a fool if you had believed to have peace. Sean was still taken by the bounty hunters, and there was talk of rescuing him. You, being you, insisted on participating, and others knew better than telling you no. Even your poor Arthur, probably more worried about you than his own life, didn’t argue.

“Are you sure?” He’d asked, trying to talk you out of it. “I mean, we’re basically going back to Blackwater. Maybe you don’t necessarily wanna go back there after—”

You didn’t let him finish. “I’m a grown woman, Arthur.”

“You’re my woman.” He paused, as if not believing he said it out loud. “And I think it’s too dangerous for you.”

He could talk, but you wouldn’t have listened. You never did. You were stubborn, always had been. Maybe that was part of why he loved you so damn much. It was a contradiction, the thing he hated about you, was exactly what made him fall for you.

It was messy. Did you nearly die? Yeah, more than once, and Arthur was definitely going to give you a talk about it later on. You could tell by the way he barely spoke anything all the way back to camp. It was always like this, you were reckless, he was upset about it, but a kiss (or something more) from you was enough to make him forget it.

That was your plan also this time.

The gang decided to celebrate Sean’s safe return. It was going to be a long night, filled with music and lots of drinks. And who were you to say no to drinking when Karen asked? However, her attention shortly averted to Sean, something he whispered into her ear. You had an idea of what could’ve been so important that Karen just couldn’t wait to disappear somewhere with him.

So, you took a look around, quickly spotting your own man. Every time you drank alcohol it gave you this sixth sense of knowing exactly where to find him, as you happened to be a little more… needy every time you drank.

You smiled, approaching Arthur. “You mad?”

He looked up, as he was sitting on a rock. “No,” he said. “Just still not used to you bein’ so… careless sometimes.”

You put your hands on your hips. “That’s a yes then.” You walked closed, standing between his legs.”You don’t like the way I do things,” you continued, taking his face in your hands, “but you sure do like it when I apologize afterwards.”

“You couldn’t be more right, darlin’, but you’re drunk.”

You pouted your lips seductively. “Not drunk. Just tipsy enough to…” you did that little trick where your gaze momentarily dropped to his lips, “do anything you ask me to.”

“You tryin’ to get yourself in trouble?”

“Already did, now I’m waiting for the punishment.”

Arthur gulped, looking away. Seeing the effect you had on him, you leaned in and started placing kisses on his neck. Kisses so soft your lips barely brushed his skin, the kind you knew worked on him every time. The dangerous kind, that nearly got you pregnant a few times in the past.

Arthur finally broke the silence, his voice low. “You’d do anythin’ I want, hm?”

“Anything,” you confirmed.

“Alright,” he said, suddenly standing and grabbing your hand. “Let’s go.”

You blinked, thrown off for a second about how easily you got what you wanted. “Now we’re talking.”

Without any more unnecessary words, Arthur led you to your shared tent. You passed your fellow gang members who knew exactly what was about to happen between the two of you. Your heart was racing when Arthur pulled the flap aside, letting you in first like the gentleman he absolutely was not about to be.

With your back turned to Arthur, you attempted to undo the buttons in your blouse. He stepped behind you, so close it gave you goosebumps, making you think he’s about to help you. He leaned down to kiss the side of your neck, and you let your eyes close and head fall back against him due to the pleasure.

“Arthur…” you almost moaned, so ready for what always came next.

You let him handle you, and he dragged you to the bed, gently laying you on it. Then, he took the spot behind you. “Turn around,” he commanded in that voice that always got you worked up when you were a few drinks in.

“I still have my pants on,” you mumbled, despite obeying his order.

“I know.”

You felt his big, warm body press against your back. You expected his hand to go to the buttons of your pants, but that didn’t happen. Your mind and body were so ready for it, but instead Arthur’s arm sneaked around your waist, cuddling you closer into him.

You questioned it. “Arthur…?”

“You said you’d do anything I want, didn’t you?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, I wanna hold you.”

“But Arthur!” You wined, arching your back into him. “I’m so damn needy for you, and all you wanna do is hold me?”

“I was worried sick about you today and I don’t feel like fuckin’.”

You huffed. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I am,” he mumbled into your hair, “now shut up and let me hold you.”

You tried to hate him for it, the tension in the lower part of your body certainly wasn’t leaving anytime soon. It was screaming for more. Your body was prepared to take him, and you were desperate to make it happen.

You wiggled. “Will you at least let me suck it?”

He chuckled. “You’re relentless. But the answer’s still no.”

“You’re evil.”

“I know, but I need you to be a good girl for me.”

A whine left your mouth again at these words. It took a few more seconds of grumbling and pouting, but eventually, your body started to give in. It wasn’t the night you’d imagined, but there was something better in the quiet of it all.

Soon enough, the whole world outside the tent went silent. It was just the two of you. All that remained was the calm beat of Arthur’s heart against your back and the warmth of being held by someone who loved you just enough to say no. Sure, you were still painfully needy, but being held like this was something you might’ve needed more than sex at that moment.

And then you drifted off. Sexually frustrated, but emotionally loved.

[ckret2]

Hey, well I am a follower of yours. Also someome who has posted some stuff here on Tumblr. What advice would you recommend to get attention to posts?

I love that you make pretty art to lure in readers too. Content is good.

pretty art. You've figured that part out.

tag ur posts. With the fandom, with the characters, with the kind of content it is ("art," "headcanons," "gifs" whatever). Tumblr's tagging system is, in fact, functional these days, and people do use it to find posts they like! I do! When I wanna find stuff that might interest me I browse actual tags 20x as often as I look at the for you tab

use RELEVANT tags. On some sites it's normal to throw on irrelevant tags "for reach." On tumblr it makes you a douchebag. If I'm browsing a character's tag and I see a piece of fanart that doesn't include or even mention the character I'm looking for and yet has their tag, I will block that artist and never see anything they make ever again.

make your blog easy to navigate. This ties into tagging. idk what you make but let's say art. Tag all your art "#my art" or whatever you want and link your art tag in your pinned post. If somebody sees one of your art posts and likes it, they're gonna want to go to your blog and find more. MAKE IT EASY FOR THEM. if you don't tag any of your art and there's 200 reblogs in between your art posts they're just gonna leave rather than scroll long enough to find the next one.

interact with other people. I don't mean fishing for interactions, "hey your art's cool wanna come look at mine?" Just TALK TO people. You see a post you like the ideas of, reblog it and compliment OP's work in the tags, or leave a comment continuing the discussion they started in the post, whatever. When people see your name regularly they'll probably click on it and look at your blog and THEN they'll see your stuff. If they like it they like it. If they don't, you'll still be having more fun because you're participating in your fandom rather than standing on the side hoping someone looks at you.

don't cringe at yourself for your own creations when you post them. "here's my art sorry this looks bad," "I know this is kinda shitty," using something like "#[your name] shut up" or "#[your name]'s shitty writing" in your personal tags. Not only does it make you feel worse about your creations, it also TELLS THE VIEWERS that it's shit and they should see it that way—and that has a subconscious effect. Just put it out there, don't apologize, don't discourage the people who DO like it. If you've gotta cringe at yourself do it IRL or in DMs where people browsing your blog won't see. The more amateurish or corny or self-indulgent you think your post is & the more you're afraid it might embarrass you, the more important it is that you post it without flinching.

the most important point is "make stuff that interests people and that they wanna look at." I don't know how to teach you how to do this. I have no clue what appeals to people, I'm the person that keeps getting questions about Bill Cipher's menstrual cycle.

[redrage71890]

Saja Boys Characterisations/Headcanons

Okay I really need this answered right now.

How are the Saja Boys generally characterised?!

I know that they're kpop stereotypes, but considering how we are basically giving them characters with our headcanons, WHAT IS THE GENERAL PERSONALITIES ARE WE GIVING THEM.

I'm just gonna say my headcanons but I want to hear what other people are doing bc it'll help me form an opinion more.

Jinu

I'm including Jinu because I wanna add my headcanons for how he is with the boys. Which I see as him being the tired mother/leader. He’s the one trying to keep the peace to some extent in success.

He’s still insecure about him being a demon. Loves quality time and you can’t tell me otherwise.

Romance

I see Romance being a flirt (for obvious reasons) but also someone who can be a bit cynical and a little manipulative as he uses his charm on others. Playing into him being a demon of course. But also a person that vies for attention on him. His character when it’s just with the Saja Boys I see as him being more bratty but in a weird girly pop way. (I can't describe this right)

Relationship wise, he’s a bit clingy and loves words of affirmation as a love language (receiving and giving). The kind of guy that goes above and beyond when trying to impress someone.

Baby Saja

Someone like Baby I see as aloof and chill. Tending to worry about himself and his entertainment. I do like how people portray him as a sadist because its such a contrast to his appearance. So he's shit disturber and a chaotic neutral.

In say a relationship way, he's a bit nonchalant about everything but loves receiving attention by physical touch and quality time. Doing stuff like playing games and leaning on him.

Abby

I see him being quite the golden retriever but is very protective. A bit overwhelming and cocky about his appearance. His role in the group is like a big brother to also an enabler. He lets shit happen and Jinu’s gotta be the one to tell him otherwise. (Side note: I kinda like the shop between Jinu and Abby, my friend has sort of convinced me)

He likes doing acts of service.

Mystery

Love how people characterise him being a weird dog out of the boys. But I say he’s very observant and gives subtle hints to what he likes and doesn’t like. Can get a bit feral when pissed.

He loves physical touch like leaning his lead on thighs, shoulders, head and hands.

Just saying this is very impulsive but I genuinely want to know others thoughts on this topic. Please give me ideas as I try to write the Saja Boys.

[transfemme-shelterdog]

This whole anti kink 'fiction affects reality' thing is very strange to because it's acting like books and other media like this wasn't being created before? Like, kink novels have existed for as long as the written word has probably. Like, are we forgetting about marquis de sade? Are we forgetting about the bdsm victorian erotica? Are we forgetting about 80s bodice rippers? Like, it's extremely concerning to me a bunch of people have taken this idea that 'often media can be used to influence people by spreading propaganda -for example movies with positive depictions of the military or showing colonialism as something necessary for progress' and somehow started applying that to kinky media. And these people aren't even going after people actually spreading propaganda through the media! But instead after trans and other queer people + poc for writing about things to get their rocks off. It's like hun, i prommy you the trans person writing about to fuck their doppelganger or a niche indie game where incest occurs in a single ending isn't actually going to normalise incest because a. Selfcest is physically not possible yet. And b. Most people have enough sense to ascertain that incest is not something you should partake in in real life.

Also the people who tell others to go to therapy for being into taboo and 'problematic' stuff like cnc/rape kinks or incest and wanting to read like fanfic about have a fundamental misunderstanding of how therapy works because like therapists literally tell people suffering from actual paraphilias to do this because it's a healthy way of exploring and coming to terms with their feelings that hurts nobody. Therapists are actively telling you to read that 'problematic' fanfic because guess what, fictional people are not real!!! Peace and love.

Anyway lillith you are the bravest wolf on this webbed site and I hope you get lots of belly rubs for dealing with this bullshit.

Yeah, 120 Days of Sodom was full of very depraved kinks that would give a lot of extreme literature these days a run for their money.

I've read that book and I've never had a desire to consume feces, like so many people claim that reading incest makes you wanna commit incest.

Those same people must also assume I'm some sort of pedophile for owning a copy of Tampa too.

[indieyuugure]

Hi indie, how you doing ?

I wanna ask why did indie turtles live in 1996 ? I think it's a good idea, like you can match real events with your story and some people can feel nostalgia, but why 1996 ? Why not between 2000 and 2020, because it's more recent and that’s time you can identifie to it. ( I hope you understand my english😭)

And also, when Leo's in the coma, is the scene when he wake up gonna be like 2012 version or we will see him wake up ? When he wake up, is someone's here with him ?

And what you think about mutant mayhem 2 ? ( who will be in cinema on October 2026 ), I really hope Leo will be throw through a window by Shredder, be badly hurt and have trauma🤩

Hello! I’m doing good!

So there were a few factors that prompted me to choose 1996.

The first factor I considered was that I didn’t want my story to age badly because it was set in the present day. Like if I made references to something or someone and then something bad happened and it’s like…ooooo…yikes… (Mutant Mayhem, is a great movie, but it experienced one or two of these instances of “that reference didn’t age well”)

After I had confirmed I was definitely not going to write a story about the modern age, but the past, (a time which as already happened and I can look back to and only include stuff that has already happened) the next question was when in the past. At first I was going to go with the early 2000s around when I was born, but since there’s already TMNT 2003 and I wanted to try maybe going a bit further back to the 90s.

I am aware that there is The Next Mutation show which aired in the 90s, but no one watched it so I figured it’d be fine. Then I chose 1996 because of how I wanted the books to end, and there we go, May 23rd of 1996 is when it starts.

Then for your second question: yes, it’ll probably end up being pretty similar to 2012. I haven’t decided on everything yet because that’s gonna be in the next book, but generally my story is a large amount a mix of 2003 and 2012.

I haven’t really thought much about what I think Mutant Mayhem 2 will be like actually 🤔 I thought the first movie was pretty good, and I really loved the tv show (especially the first arc with the robots, that was AMAZING). I hope it ends up being pretty good.

I think Shredder’s probably gonna be in it which would be really cool, Shredder’s my favorite villain, so I hope they do some cool stuff with him and the Foot clan and stuff. I’ll probably try to see it in theaters if I can. At the very least, the art style is gorgeous and bro if Nine Inch Nails is doing the soundtrack again, I’m going just for that.

Good questions! :]

[throwmethroughawindow]

anyways what’s stopping me rn from writing a fanfic where ProHero!Bakugou stumbles across fanfictions about him and he jokingly starts reading them to the rest of the heroes but he starts to get a little annoyed at how the writer portrays him so he goes out of his way to make an account (blackandorangeexplosionking) to comment on the fics like

“Dynamite wouldn’t do this”

“He can definitely lift more than 800 hundred pounds”

“He doesn’t smell sweet, he smells really manly and not like caramel”

“Dynamite doesn’t live in a fuckin’ penthouse, he has a nice house in the suburbs away from all these extras. He’s not like fuckin’ IcyHot”

And the writers like ???? Shut up these are my headcanons about him and you can’t change how I see him??? If you wanna write what you think he can / can’t do, what he does / doesn’t like, write your own stories???

And he gets upset and comments “I know him personally and he thinks these are dumb stories”

And writers like 🙄🙄✋🏽lol ok whatever loser

And Bakugou gets so riled up he stops commenting on writers stories and just starts sending them messages on every platform they have; telling them that they have false information and they have no idea who dynamite really is and writing him how they do is stupid and writer finally gets fed up and is like ok let’s meet up and fckn talk at a coffee shop or something since you feel so passionate about these fictional headcanons / stories about a prohero who won’t ever see them

Bakugou’s foaming at the mouth ready to rip into the writer so he drops the name of a hole in the wall coffee shop and says they have 30 minutes, he’ll be sitting in the back and so he shows up 20 minutes early to sit and rehearse what he’s going to say and tell them to take down their stories because theyre not accurate but then the cutest cutie pie (writer🤍) walks in with an annoyed look on their face and he’s lost for words (wow for once) and doesn’t know what to say to them.

Bakugous wearing a mask and a hat pulled over his ash blonde hair but his carmine eyes are sharp as ever as he assesses the writer; their eyes widening in recognition of the pro hero Dynamite sitting in front of them. It had been Dynamite all along reading the silly head canons and stories about himself, no wonder he made comments like that. And oh my god the fucking smut Jesus Christ. Embarrassment was evident on writers face but they sit down across from him and patiently wait for him to tell them everything they got wrong.

[tagarilaghost]

I SWEAR CELEBI'S THINGY IS COMING SOON BUT I REALLY WANTED TO POST THIS ALRIGHT

yeaah... future trio got me too...

and Darkrai is there too, because of course he is.

hey look i drew a cute Drifloon :D

...ignore the rest

whatever started at Darkrai doodles ended in brainrot of future trio + darkrai and I'm blaming @scribz-ag24 for this

[cosmini]

I adore tgcf. Like absolue 100% love it. I will consume all and every scrap of it I can find. Ever fic fanart and plot bunny. Hualian is quite possibly my favourite ship ever. However the Svsss sandbox is so much more fun to play with!!!!!

Why cruel world? Why do you do this to me? Just let me write hulian in peace without getting distracted by Shen Yuan dumbfuck ways!

[amogus-real-not-clickbait]

here's some benreys for y'all!!! it's meal time little ones!!!! nobody starves today. i provide

also random gordo he's here too i guess-

[wewerebornsextuplets]

it's looking like a restless night for me once again and i can't lie at least half of that is the fault of me thinking too hard about how memory worlds work

[soggy-fishsticks]

guys ive been drawing so much lately I've been starting to actually hate it 🙁

[joffykingdom]

Mars Devouring His Children

The voice of Reason does fail to deign

To drown out the screams and sorrow'd cries;

Of the innocent, whom such I waded through,

To lend my falt'ring hand so tender,

To rest it 'pon the brow of souls

Lost such as they were,

Entranced by tragedy, with gazes affixed

To the center of the stage's scene.

Wherefore dost nature choose to lend,

Upon a world crafted of Luciferian torment,

More tragedy than such one simple man can bear,

By forcing upon idle hands busywork,

The command to play spinster, with fabric

Cut so from the cloth of pain'ed sorrow,

Itself spun by the hands of uncaring forces above.

There remains no mind of man,

No witan, parliament nor archdiocese whom

Can elucidate unto me the truth of the matter -

Why a spirit of infinite wisdom designs a land

Wherein such dumbfounding misfortune may fester.

No man can say, yet always they do,

God creates man,

Man creates pain,

Pain creates God,

And around we go again,

Mars devours his own son.

By creating his son,

Whom devours himself by design,

Perhaps long ago

Mars devoured himself?

[quietlyblooms-gone]

open to mutuals | just a lil zombie outbreak au ♡

“ he tried to bite me. ”

sitting with her back pressed against the wall, chiyo’s voice sounds far away as she stares at the closed bathroom door. she doesn’t speak above a whisper, doesn't look away even as the other approaches her. “ he tried to bite me, ” chiyo repeats, voice wavering. “ he was fine, and then he… ”

there’s partially dried blood on her face and hoody and in her hair. what did she do? a bloody frying pan rests in her lap. what did she do? the bathroom door has blood smeared along the edge — like someone tried to stop it from closing. what did she do?

chiyo finally looks up at the other, brown eyes glassy as her lips tremble. “ he wouldn’t listen no matter what i said. he— he tried to bite me, and i— ” she startles and stares back at the door. someone quietly shuffles inside the bathroom, listening, waiting. chiyo’s grip upon her pan turns her knuckles white, and she sounds unlike herself again. hollow. “ i hit him. hard. he still kept coming. ”

[ursachaotic]

my hyperfixation right now is violently going back and forth between gravity falls and arcane and i'm also working on my original story so i just. MY FOCUS RIGHT NOW IS JUST SOUP THERE IS NO FOCUS I CAN'T DECIDE WHAT TO DRAW ASDHFOASDIH HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DRAW THINGS IN THIS ECONOMY LMAO

(anyway hi i'm trying to get back into drawing lmao i want to draw more original stuff again and i'm kind offfffff working on a design update to my oc trevor so yippee)

[ripgray-moved]

it's the way i just want people to love and be invested in peter after all the hard work i've put in him tbh.

[foursidecity]

Feel like I'm growing out of calendertown.. wichh is scary and because I love my stories but the characters just feel so flat to me now... so is the nature of OCs you made when you were 13 years old