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braverytattoos · 2 months
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hi to the larrie blogs i havent seen on my dash for approx 9 years
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2024 Wish
Anyone else here make a new years resolution to write more? Maybe even finish a story or two? I did. Here's hoping it sticks!
For everyone like me, here's my wish for you:
I wish you all continued inspiration, free time, and energy. May you find joy and fulfillment in what you write, and be proud of the stories you create. Whether you plan to publish traditionally, make money, or simply enjoy sharing your art online, I hope that you not only meet your goals but surpass them.
Happy New Year, everyone!
Let's write.
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tv1xx · 1 month
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*pops in awkwardly*
Oh hi! It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Here’s battle beast!
So a little more info on where i’ve been….Hi! I’m so sorry I haven’t been as active on Tumblr. I’ve been dealing with life and college :P and unfortunately life is kicking my butt right now. Along with art block. Art block has been HARD. But I’m slowly learning more rendering methods and drawing more stuff. I’m hopeful to start posting more! (no promises tho…) Anyways. Enough of me rambling haha….
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raianara · 5 months
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Britechester pt. I🌿
my favorite city
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ofmiceandsierra · 8 months
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anyone up for a late night snack?
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milkiematcha · 2 years
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jeno wants to fuck in a car
“my dad fucking hates you.” you say, slamming the door to his car as you slide into the shotgun seat. “he think’s you’re gunna corrupt me or something, asshole.”
he wraps his arm around the back of the your seat, reversing out of your driveway like he’d done it a million times. “you say that like i don’t plan on it.”
“he doesn’t know that.”
jeno raises his eyebrow, sliding his hand onto your thigh, fingers dancing along the edge of your dress. his eyes say the teasing words he must be suppressing with his smirk, and i roll my eyes. “he pro-”
“lee jeno, shut the fuck up.”
 his head tilts back just slightly, his adam’s apple bobbing as his voice rasps the slightest bit. “be nice,princess.”
“don’t call me that.” you snap, and his hand squeezes your thigh, fingers brushing closer to where you want him most. you whine, wrapping a hand around his wrist, and he loosens his grasp just slightly. “you’re such a tease.”
“you love me for it.”
“i love you more when you just give me what I want.”
he laughs again, not even bothering to spare you a glance, eyes staying set on the road. his other hand, the one not taunting you with his warm fingers on your thigh, tightens on the wheel, veins popping on his forearm when you rest your fingers at the top of his pants. “be good.”
the hum that leaves your lips is barely audible over the soft purr of his engine. it’s not as if it meant much- especially when your fingers dont stop moving over his bulge, straining slightly against the fabric of his pants.
and he looks so pretty- his lips parted slightly, his breaths leaving as more of a groan than a proper exhale and his brows furrowed in concentration. he’s so fucking bad at driving like this, when your skirt is riding up next to him and he cant even glance over because if he does he’ll end up with his fingers deep in you and the drive home forgotten. so he focuses harder, mouth pulling shut and jaw tightening when you pull at the zipper and slip your hand under his pants and... that stop is not right.
but his hand is already pulling off of the wheel and tugging you across the console, your leg almost catching on one the shotgun side before he lifted you, settling you on his lap, straddling his thighs with his fingers deep in your hair already.
“you’re a fucking hazard” he murmurs, lips already pressing against yours, the hand in your hair dropping to curl around your waist while the other tugs at your dress. “off.’
the moment it takes too long for him, the cold metal of the rings on his fingers shocking against your skin when they drag along the lace adorning your body. “you look so hot like this.”
“this isn’t fair.” you mumble, recapturing his lips with yours. “take something off.”
he ignores your protests, a hand raising to the clasp of your bra, undoing it so easily it almost makes you feel bad for how long it takes you. when you pull back, lips curled in a pout at his refusal, he tosses his head back, roughly pulling at his black leather jacket in a way that disregards the fact it’s worth more than you make in a month. “you’re being a fucking brat.”your palm rests over the now painfully obvious bulge in his pants, the innocence in your voice purely contrary to the action. “you love me for it.”
i’m backkkkkk!! i will write a full fic tomorrow but uh... idk if this one’s very good so it’s getting published even though it’s unfinished. consider this a tease for whats to come i guess lol
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hella1975 · 10 months
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WHO WANT ME
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phussenartzzz · 3 months
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Just like Melanie Martinez, I TOO am back from the dead
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I would have posted this yesterday but priorities must addressed a.k.a studying for my Algebra 2 regents. Might I say, even though I'm only 16 this whole growing up thing sucks and I know it'll only get more difficult from here on out but still- AT LEAST THERE'S TUMBLRRRRR! On to the real point of this post
Bros, Broski's, and Brosiphenes,
Life has been lifing and I have not posted in MONTHS but yesterday someone stumbled upon my blog. That someone is @boredceilingfan. Thank you for reading my fanfic excerpt, commenting on it, and reblogging it ( I'm so happy that you believe amidst the treacherous hot summer that is upon us my words are like ice cream) It reminded me of it cuz I completely forgot I wrote that and it's ironic considering I'm starting to write fanfics again, FOR REAL LIFE now. I pray that I'll post more often but I'm still thankful for the support 🫶🏾 STAY TUNED because I actually have more art, and fanfics in store for y'all especially considering Saiouma week was recently (Also, WHO MADE THE PROMPT LIST??? I swear I can't find it anywhere. I kid you not all I see is the wonderful fanart but not prompt list)
(P.S. Happy pride month all LGBTQ+ individuals are welcome here and MUST be treated with respect)
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ggunight · 1 year
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airplane selfies..
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starnightlover · 1 year
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So it's been awhile….
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dr-quinzpup · 1 month
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everything seems normal again<3
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daddyjackfrost · 7 months
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hi guys! i am alive. i like to remind you every few months so you can think to yourself "oh, daddy's back." and indeed, i am
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1ts-izzy · 7 months
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☆ high score
Vance is going to be so goddamn fucking mad. Bruce thinks, staring at the new high score on the pinball machine. He had just beaten Vance Hopper at pinball, and Bruce knew he had it coming. No one ever beat Vance Hopper at pinball and only one kid ever tried it, but he was never seen again after that day.
Bruce was shaking in his shoes, hand clenching the joystick. The raven-haired boy was starting to panic. How could he be so stupid? Why didn’t he just give up when he got near Vance’s score?
The faint tingling sound of the doorbell opening awoke Bruce from his thoughts, and he spun around to see who just entered the Grab’n’Go.
It was Vance Hopper.
Bruce smiled at Vance, trying to use his charm to let him get off easy. Vance ignored him, pushing Bruce aside to get to the pinball machine. Seconds later, Vance turned his head to look at Bruce;
“Did you beat my fucking score?” Vance hissed, eyes seemingly piercing Bruce’s soul.
Bruce said nothing, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish.
“Well? Don’t you fucking ignore me.” Vance growled, crossing his arms.
“…Yeah!…” Bruce squeaked out, shaking in fear. He had just beaten the one and only Vance Hopper's score.
Vance mutters something under his breath, kicking the machine and staring down at Bruce’s feet.
“Don’t let me catch you beating it again, got it?” Vance scowls, his cheeks flushing pink as he meets Bruce’s gaze.
Bruce nods quickly and sprints out of the store as quick as he possibly can, feeling surprised that he even made it out alive.
Vance scoffs as Bruce leaves the store, rolling his eyes and trying to ignore his bright pink, burning cheeks.
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lyraofthestarsss · 1 month
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Tenyuki but it’s summer troupe performing that one JP YouTube comedy skit where the guy is meeting his girlfriend’s parents for the first time but their house was built on a steep angle so they keep sliding all over the fucking place
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ofmiceandsierra · 2 years
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i know you missed me
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daintyytulip · 1 month
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🌛
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