#PLS I NEED SUMTHIN

[sturnsdarling]

pls pls pls make a fic of either matt or chris where they love cockwarming and beg you everynight to do it or sumthin

"lemme jus' put it in"

mini blurbs of cockwamring, one for Chris and one for Matt.

vibe check: smut (cockwamring, obviously), Chris' one is lowk unrealistic but i love it anyway, biting (i have a thing if you couldn't tell from all my other work), pet names, praise all the stuff we love

A/N: this was so much fun to think up honestly, send me more prompts!!!

love and cigs, merc

Matt; sometimes he's too tired to fuck, but he misses your pussy when he's not inside it.

"jus' lemme sleep with it inside of you, angel, please?" Matt pulled you close against his chest, kneading at the flesh of your stomach as he pressed his hard cock into your ass.

"Matt" you chuckled, "you were just telling me about how tired you were, and now you wanna fuck?" you pressed back into him, unable to stop yourself.

Matt shook his head, "not fuck, pretty girl, I jus' miss your pussy so much when I'm working all day n'I need it" he whined into your skin, pressing wet kisses over your shoulder.

"you just wanna put it in?" you craned your neck round, raking your hands through his hair slightly.

"mhm, and then I can fall asleep with you in my arms n' my dick nice and warm in that perfect pussy of yours" Matt nodded, eyes fluttering closed.

You smiled at him, placing a soft kiss on his nose before turning fully to face him, wrapping one leg around his waist and pulling him into a soft kiss. Matt whimpered into the kiss, dragging his hand down to pump his leaking cock, swiping it through your folds as your position gave him the perfect angle. You arched into him, biting down on his lip slightly as he teased your soaked hole with his throbbing tip. He used his hand to spread your ass apart, using the other to slowly insert himself inside of you, needing nothing other than your sticky juices to slide in.

His whole body relaxed at the feeling as he bottomed out, pressing his cock deep into your pussy with a blissful groan, a sound you echoed with a small whimper.

Matt pushed himself as deep into you as possible with a grunt, "your pussy was made for me, my pretty girl" he said, wrapping his arms around you tight as he leant his head down onto yours.

"feels so good inside me, Matt" you whined, nestled into him and desperate to move.

Matt chuckled and pressed a long kiss into the top of your head, one hand still wrapped tight around your waist as the other came down to palm the flesh of your ass, kneading over your thigh occasionally as it draped over him.

"I could stay like this forever" he whispered sleepily, his dick twitching inside you every so often in response to you clenching around him.

You hummed, tracing circles on his chest with your finger, slowly relaxing into Matt. The sting of him sliding into you had subsided, and all you could focus on was the blissful stretch of your pussy around him, sucking him in like a vice. Your walls were warm around him, lulling him to sleep as he played with the flesh of your thighs like a fidget toy.

Within moments, Matt was asleep, and you weren't far behind. There was something so comforting about having him inside you like this, tucked between your walls as you curled up on his chest. You barely moved all night, and if you did, your movements were met with a boyish whine and Matts grip tightening around you.

At some point during the night, you had slipped out his grip to go to the toilet, managing to leave the room without waking him up, or so you thought.

When you ducked back into bed, you were pulled into Matts chest with brute force, his hard dick pressed against the flesh of your ass once more as he whined in your ear.

"where'd you go?" he mumbled, eyed still closed.

you chuckled, reaching down in between the two of you to pump his length, "I just went to pee, Matt"

he hummed, nestling his head down into the crook of your neck, "need you around me, pretty girl" his words were barely coherent, you weren't even sure if he was actually awake.

His hand dipped down between your thighs and rubbed slow, tired circles against your clit as you pumped his length between your sticky folds.

You moaned softly as he rubbed soft circles over your puffy clit, thrusting his cock into your hand, begging to be back inside of you. You granted him his wish, pushing his leaking cock back into your warm pussy with a soft, tired moan. Matt lightly bit down on your shoulder as he bottomed out, soothing the sting with a short kiss as he pulled you into him desperately close, nestling his cock snug in your pussy.

Before you could react to the sensation of him stretching you out, coupled with the tingling feeling his slow circles on your clit were igniting throughout your body, he was asleep again, and after shifting slightly to get comfortable once more, so were you.

Chris; he needs you, and it doesn't matter where you are.

You and Chris were tucked away in a dark corner of a house party that neither of you really wanted to be at, the music thumping against your skulls. Chris couldn't keep his hands off you, the sight of you in your pretty little outfit was driving him insane, and all he could think about was being nestled in your warm, slick walls.

"come on, baby, please?" Chris tugged at your thigh, his tone whiny but his grip bruising.

"Chris, we're literally in the middle of a party that you dragged me to, I did say we could have just stayed at home" You rolled your eyes at him, placing a firm hand over his as you glared at him.

"I know but, jus - come on" he whined, moving his hand up your bare thigh, pressing his thumb into the flesh with his bottom lip tucked between his lips, "you look so good in this skirt and I jus- I need it"

You chuckled, involuntarily opening your legs to give him better access to you. You loved Chris like this, normally he was so cool and collected, but right now, in the middle of a party he 'had to be at' he was desperate for you.

"do you wanna go home?" you asked, shifting closer to him and placing your leg over his.

His breath hitched at the pressure of your leg against his, he shook his head, looking down at where your soft thigh rested over his leg, "can't, baby, I need to stay, need t'show my face, remember?"

"so, what do you wanna do?" you batted your lashes at him, knowing exactly what he wanted.

He grunted at the sight of you even looking at him, his jeans getting tighter around his crotch as you dipped your head to the crook of his neck to pepper soft kisses long his skin. "you know what I want, stop teasing me"

You chuckled against his skin, lifting yourself up so you were planted firmly on his lap. A low groan left Chris' throat at the friction of your bare ass under your skirt against his jeans. His hands found the flesh of your hips instantly, pressing bruises into you as he attempted to grind you down onto him. Your back was pressed into his chest as you slid your hand behind you. Your fingers fiddled with the button on his jeans as he watched intently, unable to take his eyes off your hand as you gained access to his throbbing cock from between the two of you.

As your hand wrapped around him, Chris sucked all the air around him in through his teeth, his head rocking back on its hinge before he let it fall forward onto your shoulder. You chuckled at his neediness, pumping him a few times behind you before shifting slightly to raise your hips just above his. Luckily, the party was packed, and no one could see the two of you, let alone care enough to pay attention to what you were doing. You dragged his leaking tip through your soaked folds a few times, spreading your wetness across yourself.

"you're so wet, baby, you want me that bad? huh?" Chris whispered into your skin.

Your eyes fluttered at the feeling of him bucking his hips up, pressing his tip into your sopping hole momentarily, "lets not talk about who wants who badly, yeah, Christopher?" you quipped back, lowering yourself down onto him at an agonising pace.

"oh, fuck" Chris bit down on your shoulder at the sensation of your warm pussy clenching around him as he bottomed out.

"stay jus' like that, princess, jus' like that" he was stuttering, his head spinning at your gummy walls being wrapped around him like this in public.

You whimpered at the feeling of him stretching you out, desperate to move but knowing that this is all he wanted; to be completely inside of you, a sign of his desperation for you and a silent marking of territory at this ridiculous party.

His cock was nestled inside your walls, throbbing at the sensation of your slick pussy around him, leaking pre-cum inside you as you attempted to get comfortable, trying to look as un-obvious as possible.

"you're so fuckin' tight, feel s'good around me like this, baby, so warm n' tight around me" Chris was rambling, whispering nonsense in your ear as he tried to collect his thoughts off the floor.

His grip on your hips was nearly painful, his fingers pressing bruises into your skin deeper every time you clenched around him.

You stayed like that for hours, Chris remaining rock hard inside your pussy, refusing to let you get off of him for anything, completely obsessed with the way you felt around him.

taglist: @sturniozalt@mattslolita@shaquilles-0atmeal@blahbel668@sleepysturniolo@le4hsblog @sarosfilms @joemamaaa42069 @2muchofaslvt @seluky10

[melanated-writersblock]

College Basketball Star!Chenle x Black!Fem!Cheerleader!Reader Drabble (18+ MDNI)

a/n & warning: a lil sumthin’ for my Chenle girlies💅🏾 (ignore the typos I wrote this in a flash of hysteria) just filth. And this is my first drabble, actually, so if I didn’t cut it off abruptly this would’ve been long as shit. So let me know if you would actually like me to expand on this in some way shape or form(: [Pls comment & reblog if you enjoyed it!] (P.S. I added more context at the beginning, I felt like the story needed it)

Chenle couldn’t quite wrap his head around the fact that he just led his team to victory in their final game of a perfect season, now on their way to the NCAA Championships. Sinking a final 3-point shot in front of his team, coaches, a crowded arena, and you, doing your routines with your cheer squad to get the crowd more rowdy than they already were. Your braids swaying in the air as you completed various moves and dances.

Sure, it was to get the audience hype, but you were really putting on a show for Chenle…and he knew it, coming over to you and your cheer squad’s side of the ring multiple times during the game, even dancing along during certain parts of songs.

The interactions between you both were fun, and the game felt just like any other to him, so the gravity of the milestone hadn’t really set in just yet…

He couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of anything, actually. Not while you were kneeling between his legs, taking as much of his length into your mouth as you could manage. Using your hands to stroke what couldn’t fit, you moan around Chenle’s dick as you continue to move at a steady pace.

“Fuckkk~ You’re so fucking good at this” Chenle leans his head back against a tiled wall in pure ecstasy as he sits on an in-shower bench, caressing the back of your head as he helps guide you. The hot water from the empty locker room shower running, a result of you wanting to take a “celebratory” shower together after the crowd left the arena for the evening. Of course one thing led to another…

You continue to suck Chenle off, pulling his dick out of your mouth with a ‘pop’ every so often to lick along the length of him. “You’re being~ So good for me right now, so fucking good~” You smile up at him as you spit, letting a long string of saliva trickle down from your lips onto the head of his cock. “Consider this a present for making it to Nationals”, you spit one last time before massaging the saliva onto his length like lube, making sure to collect any precum as you worked your hand along him, your other hand rubbing on his spasming thigh…he was definitely close.

“Get up, I need to fuck you” Chenle’s voice was needy, but still demanding. It never failed to turn you on, far worse than you already were. He helps you to your feet before turning you around to face the wet tiles. Your hands brace the walls as Chenle leans you forward and lifts one of your knees onto the bench, spreading your legs wider, as his 5’10 frame subtly looms over your shoulder. Your breath hitches, your body eager for his next move, his next touch, your eyes fluttering closed as you clench around nothing. But you must’ve not been as calm as you thought, hearing Chenle laugh behind you. “And here I thought, I, was the one that NEEDED to fuck you,” he snakes his arm around your torso, taking one of your breasts in his hand while circling your sensitive nipple, and you can’t help but whimper at the sensation. “it turns out,” Chenle slides the tip of his dick up your inner thigh, collecting your dripping wetness that managed to trail down before leaning in to nick softly at your earlobe, “~You’re the one that needed to be FUCKED” You moan in pleasurable agony as Chenle teases your entrance with the head of his cock, pushing in ever so slightly before removing it, and repeating.

You drop your head in defeat, hot tears threatening to make an appearance, “Aww, baby~ my little cheerleader needs my cock that bad, huh?” You shake your head in agreement, unashamed and riddled with desperation, “You need me to fill you up and fuck you in the locker room shower? Huh?” You cry out as Chenle slides into you with ease, already shaking as you feel the veins of his cock graze the inside of your walls deliciously, “Where anyone could walk in and see you getting pounded like the fucking slut you are? Huh?” “Ohh my Goddd, yes, Yes! Pleaseee~” You just couldn’t help yourself. Hot tears began to run down your face as Chenle continued to plow into you, lewd sounds filling the shower area as he actively fucked you senseless.

[freakinblurr]

Er sorry this is like serious to me but not to sum yall so u can skip this is more like a rant AND reminder.

I rlly be usin this as a spam/rant acc… anywho.. those who know me from my MAIN ACC i gotta remind sum of yall… my art is art of me like hell yea i luv seein ppl use my crap,, but pls don’t go out yer way sayin stuff like thats u or sumthin.. the drawins r me and my memory stuff 😭 not yours or sunthin.. IVE STATED IT IN MY PINNED POST AS WELL.. its like i gotta add a warnin on all my post if i want ppl to listen…

Sum yall need to understand… i am NOT like most of you guys… and think n function differently. I am SCOUT IRL. Im him in the flesh cus of my psychosis and attachment. Yea i dont care for doubles ever bc i know yall r your own ppl n stuff but the crap i go through just cus im me is stressful enough 🙏🏽 I don’t care if ur also blu scout just don’t go thinkin and comparin urself to me n my crap yk.

and the problem isn't that I'm bein sensitive or anythin it's that yer practically claimin to be me on my on stuff ya know? you can see why im uncomfortable.

might as well put the link my irl info site cus god i rather go through the horrors of hundred ppl calling me delusional and reality checkin me n then almost starting to split over this crap

[raptorladylover6969]

RAPTOR LADY HEADCANONS CUZ IM BORED ‼️‼️

- Pampers her raptors like crazy, like, them bitches are SPOILED ROTTEN.

- Is a dark chocolate and carob enjoyer. She hates anything sweet, or spicy (Its the white girl in her 😔).

- Absolute neat freak. If theres any mess, she’ll immediately be in a bad mood.

- Biggest rbf (resting bitch face) along with the most powerful side eyes known to mankind.

- Probably does the “pspspspsp” thing to her raptors.

- Autistic.

- She isn’t actually mute, like she’ll speak, but like on rare occasions. When she does speak, it’s always in a hushed tone or a whisper or mumble.

- To add to the talk thing, she’ll only talk out loud to her raptors. Like not even like simple commands like she’ll have full on conversations with them.

- French ‼️‼️ 🇫🇷🇫🇷 shes multilingual and can speak many languages. (Very ironic for someone who barely speaks..)

- Gas station jerky enjoyer. (The girlies who get it get it, the girlies who don’t don’t.)

- Fidgets with her whistle, like you cannot tell me she doesn’t fiddle with it when she’s bored.

- Will literally go to WAR for her raptors, she’ll sacrifice her OWN life to save them.

-If she were to laugh, it’s at other peoples expense. Its not a loud CACKLE its like a small chuckle or sumthin.

- She RICH RICH. Like she obviously has a shit ton of money otherwise how else would she be able to maintain and take care of her raptors? (Damn can she be my sugar daddy⁉️🤑 /J)

- Actually hates music. She don’t like HATE it, she doesn’t mind it, but she’ll just never listen to music willingly. HOWEVER, if she WERE to have a favourite music artist, it’s IC3PEAK. I’m not taking any other singers nope nope nope it’s IC3PEAK. No questions. And if she were to hate a certain genre, it’s rap, country, and pop. She won’t mind slow RNB tho, she don’t hate it.

- Has a crap ton of scars on her body from her raptors playing with her too rough. They keep forgetting she’s not an actual raptor, and is literally physically unable to fight back.

- Is actually very athletically inclined. She STRONG asf, hella endurance, hella stamina, and hella speed. Think about it, if you’re spending ALL of your time with raptors, and you’re literally the leader of the pack, you have to KEEP UP with them. (She literally gets all her exercise in just by hanging out with her raptors)

- Her short bangs are actually accidental 💀 (she didn’t mean to cut them that short, her hand just slipped ☹️, she couldn’t give a shit tho, she rocks those bangs and she knows it.)

- Has the skincare routine of a teenage boy. Like she’ll just slap water on her face and call it a day. Or if she’s feelin extra motivated, bar of soap, but yet, her skin still GLOWS. (She’s hanging on by a thread cuz she has good skin genetics)

- Mimics the noises the raptors make, and she’s hella good at it. Like you’d think its another raptor, but its just her.

- Is actually rlly good at repairing or building stuff. The modifications on her truck were made BY HER ‼️🗣️

I RAN OUT OF HCS GRGRBGRGRGRGRGRGR PLS SHARE ANY YOU HAVE WITH ME I NEED MORE RAPTOR LADY CONTENT ‼️‼️‼️

[gooblenoodle]

guys i’m back i pwomise ill be sane i missed u guys pls come back to me i swear ill be sane hehe

but fr, that lil break is sumthin i needed :33

ih ave a few doodles i’ll post over the next couple days and whatnot

(small update on my mental health teehee)

i’ve been unmedicated for the past few months (it’s been hell.) BUT I HAVE FINALLY HAVE AN APPOINTMENT TO GET MEDS AGAIN WOOOHOOOO

ty for ur guys support and whatnot u guys r keeping me sane teehee

[l0rdd1avolo]

i need sumthin to soften my fall first or i'll DIE

plus im in very much need of a job

pls

im like great at entertaining people

i could be a great part of those parties or whatever u have !!!

-🃏

..fine, could I hire you to be my jester?

[crosslizzshipper2024]

This is important‼️

So recently I’ve been tagged in quite a lot of posts so here’s a message I’m gonna pin

If you plan on tagging me at least mention a reason why I get tagged because most of the time I am never told why I’m tagged so much

And also another thing please do not spam tag me or i will block but if your a mutual then it’s ok just at least tell me why I get tagged in any post you tag me in and also another thing I’ve been getting tagged in a lot of weird ass posts like chains or sumthin pls do not tag me unless your a mutual or someone who follows me okay👍

And also another thing if anyone wants to ask me any questions or have concerns about this please speak with my inbox and I’ll try and get to you as soon as I can

Also if you do plan on tagging me please ask for my permission first I usually don’t like being tagged without my permission but if your a mutual again this is ok but even if you are a mutual you still have to ask permission

That’s all I need to announce have a good day🥰

Edit: and another thing @tranformersapocalypse you can tag me anytime you want because I basically tag you in a lot of things so your good to not ask for permission because we are good mutual friends👍

Edit 2: you can find this pinned in my other account @themadeupdumbass12

[dollieeat3rrr]

YALL IM SO SAD I CAN’T FIND ANY GOOD SMUT OF COLIN FARRELL’S OSWALD COBBLEPOT FROM THE BATMAN MOVIE ☹️ (pls someone send me some of that good stuff 😔)

[angelst4re]

Hey love! Can you pls do a smut with jamie bower and reader where they f*ck in one of his cars? Like it first starts of with her teasing him and then she rides him sumthin like that

Hi my love!! I literally got butterflies in my stomach when I read this omg!! I hope you like it <33

Desperately- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

warnings: smut!! car sex, praise + degradation if you squint, unprotected sex (always use protection bbys!)

note: i curently have 20+ requests i'm trying to work through right now and omg i love them all so much?!??!? but there's only 24 hours in a day and i spend most of them sleeping but i promise they'll be posted soon!

All night you have been worked up, wanting nothing more than for him to take you right there and then. However, the situation made it a little difficult. 

You had both spent the evening at Jamie’s brother Sam’s house to celebrate his birthday. It all started when Jamie’s hand was resting on your thigh when you were sat on the sofa, it took everything inside you not to move his hand to where you needed him. 

Hours had passed and now you were sat in the passenger seat of Jamie’s car as he drove home. Your thighs had been pressed together as you tried to ignore the feeling that grew even stronger in your lower half. Jamie glanced over at you every now and again, clearly understanding what was going on but not doing anything to help, and you felt too embarrassed to ask. 

You decided you had enough, and you sat up straight, slowly reaching your hand on Jamie's thigh. 

“I know what you’re up to, darling. I even made sure we left early because I saw the way you kept looking at me, I couldn’t have had everyone there finding out what a slut you are, huh?” He smirked, taking your hand off of him.

“Please,” you plead, looking at your boyfriend with desperate eyes.

“Just wait until we get home, baby. Can you do that?” 

You let out a sigh and turn back around. You couldn’t wait any longer, you’ve waited long enough. Your hand moved back to Jamie’s thigh, but crept further up than before. You felt his breath hitch as your hand ghosted over the growing bulge in his trousers. You were still looking in the opposite direction, watching the buildings pass quicker as Jamie sped up, until,

“Fuck, y/n.” He groaned, pulling into a car park- thankfully there was no one else around. He put his seat back and adjusted his position, patting his lap for you to sit where he needed you. “I can’t believe you’re making me do this.” He whispered, unzipping his jeans as you climbed over.

“God, Jamie I’ve needed this,” you groan as he guides your hips on top of him, pushing your underwear to the side as he lines himself up with you.

“How are you so wet? My little slut couldn't wait ‘til we got home? Needed my cock so desperately, hm?” 

All you could was nod your head, at least showing that you acknowledged his words. 

“Answer me, baby.” He groaned as he slowly lowered your body down, taking every inch of him at last. 

“Yes. So, so desperate.” You gasp as he hits that spot that only he could, your grip tightly onto his shoulders as he watches your face contorted in pleasure. 

“Go on then, you want it, you get it.” He whispers as all his movements stop, leaving you to move by yourself. 

“Shit!” You mutter as you begin rolling your hips, your brain starting to go fuzzy, his hands remaining on your hips. 

“That’s it, my good girl.” 

“P-Please, Jamie I-”

“You need my help, darling?” “Yes, please.” You whimper, your movements slowing down. 

“Since you asked so nicely, baby.” He says with a kiss to your neck before he moved his hips up into you. 

You did seem to forget you were in a carpark, and if anybody was to see what was going on the both of you would feel mortified, but in the moment you were both too focused on the pleasure and love that was being shared. 

“Baby I’m close,” Jamie pants, his lips finding yours once more, "you're doing so well." 

You felt him twitch inside you, causing you to clench around him. With one more thrust, you came undone, your grip on Jamie’s shoulders leaving nail marks- which he didn’t seem to complain about. 

As you sat limp on his lap, he finally came inside you, holding you close to him as he let his high wash over him before even thinking about moving. 

“You in any rush to get home?” You ask Jamie, breaking the silence. 

“Not anymore,” he smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead as his fingers run through your hair. 

[raysratcave]

saw that ur open for request.

pls can i request kuroo with an s/o who's just struggling with life in general?😭 i really needed some comfort rn or idk sumthin 😭😭 thankuu ily

a/n: hi!!! yes ofc!! this is so relatable too wtf 😭, thank you for requesting!!!

♡︎ kuroo comforting his s/o ♡︎

warnings: g/n reader but fem compliments ! other than that just fluff :)! 

kuroo would know exactly what to do when your feeling burnt out/ or just stressed in general, he’s so so observant and knows you better than he knows himself. he rubs your back and tells you all about his day, letting you cry on his shoulder, if you feel like it. he pets your hair and try’s to shush your a bit. after your done with your little crying shesh he’ll do whatever you wanna do, you wanna watch a movie? okay!! he’s already got popcorn <3. you wanna just be alone tonight? that’s fine!! <3.you wanna cuddle and make brownies ? he’s already got the mix <3. he just wants you to be happy and healthy and would do anything to see you smile :).

“hey- hey shh it’s okay i’m right here” he puts his arms around your head and pets your hair, leaving small kisses on your face and stroking your cheek. “it’s okay, look at me” you pull your face up to look at him, tears still in your eyes, trying to keep eye contact. “there’s my pretty girl.” he says, cupping your cheeks. eventually your hicups stopped, you rubbed your eyes and just sat in his arms for a bit before he spoke “are you hungry? we can make your favorite if you want” you nodded, smiling at his consideration even if it was the bear minimum. “yeah, that sounds good :)” you guys end up eating and cuddling all night, he just wants to see you happy :).

requests: Open !!!!! please read rules first though :) nsfw and sfw is fine

[omegawolverine]

Wanna infodunp bout sumthin? Plz do (respind whenever you wanna dont even worrg bout time here)

this has been sitting in my ask box for like a week now and im so sorry about that but also the last time i posted an info dump (which, for me, means bitching my ever loving heart out about the subject, because i genuinely find it incredibly difficult to speak fondly of things i enjoy without just going "yeah i think its neat!" essentially and then forgetting all the reasons why i like it) somebody came into my replies to break the dni i made in that post, invalidate my trauma and then say i was gaslighting them for stating my own opinion so um. yeah ive been a bit hesitant to say the least, considering hot takes are basically how i show my love for things :)

but, i have now decided to just post my least inflammatory take on one of my hyperfixations in response to this and then just. leave bc i dont wanna get into drama over my dumb little opinions again.

anyways, quick dni: dont even fucking touch this post if you're going to be aggressive with me, you don't use tone tags when making corrections or criticisms or you wanna just trash my opinion. ultimately people can do whatever they want, im just expressing my own annoyances as someone who has been in the IT fandom for awhile and has some complaints as a result (as im sure most other fans do lol)

moving on...rant time:

stan uris and richie tozier are canonically best friends in IT and the erasure of their friendship in favor of appealing to reddie fans is fucking gross and weird, especially bc stan is then chalked up to just some mean jewish kid who likes birds and is annoyed by richie 25/8 instead of having an actual fucking personality in every reddie fic just bc fans want so badly to make reddie best friends to lovers and its just?? yall can make reddie best friends to lovers WITHOUT erasing stan's canonical personality. yall can make them best friends to lovers while still acknowledging that stan and richie are canonically best friends and that stan canonically was an incredibly important person to richie.

this also goes for bill and eddie btw!! its just significantly worse with stan which reads Very Wrong when you take into consideration that fic writers always write bill denbrough as a sweet little white boy who everyone's at least a little bit in love with but then write stan as this rude jewish boy who's always mean and critical of richie for just being himself (and a lot of those "annoying" traits i see people make stan give richie shit about are adhd traits, which also rubs me wrong?? like why are so many NT fic writers so comfortable with calling my ND traits annoying) which isnt even canon?? like. canonically they poke fun at each other, they call each other names and say stupid shit but not to the extent of actually hurting each other because they are best friends and they know each other to the point where they know what boundaries the other has, they arent just making passive aggressive comments at the other and then going "it's a joke bro!" when/if the other gets upset.

also?? the trend of making "fix it" fics for IT chapter 2 where eddie is revived/doesn't die but stan does and is then only brought up in passing? not fucking cute. dont call it a "fix it fic" if the only "fix it" is you reviving a character for your fucking ship, especially when the other dead character is the BEST FRIEND of 1/2 of the ship? like. what. do yall just think richie getting married would somehow fix the fact that he lost the person that he was closest to? because, news flash, the person he was closest to was not eddie. they were very close friends, richie fucking loved the dude /p and /r, but stan was canonically his best friend and was canonically the person richie was closest to like?? what is not clicking omgggg

stanley uris is an incredibly fucking important character in IT and he is especially fucking important to richie goddamn tozier. you dont just get to ignore richie's best friend and write him into this mean jewish man box because his actual personality doesnt serve your ship like for the love of fucking god stan does not need to be there to create angst for your fics, he doesnt need to be there to make your hurt/comfort piece where you make stan borderline abelist just so richie can run and cry into eddie's scrawny little arms like im begging you to just write something where the hurt/comfort doesnt come from stan being a douchebag because canonically he was not one. he was a good fucking friend, he fucking loved richie and they got each others weird asses like nobody else did.

like. idk. ultimately yall can do what you want with ur fics i guess but also it's just fucking weird if you ask me?? and maybe that's just because im a dumbass richie kinnie who absolutely adores stan, but as somebody who loves reddie and reads reddie fics regularly, it is so goddamn annoying to only see my other favorite character written in to be mean, create angst or just be fucking dead time and time again when eddie is revived and then not even written accurately half the time bc he's not a fucking fragile dude who needs help all the time either, he's a shouty little cunt who know's he can be fucking dangerous if he wants to be and he doesn't hesitate to dish out some nasty ass comments if given the chance. just please for the love of god stop writing these characters ooc its killing me fr-

(btw i know most of this shit is just done by accident and its mostly done by movie stans who havent read the book, it's just still annoying to me, ya know? and this whole post is /nm, i just talk like this bc it's what comes naturally to me!! this is how i complain about literally everything, regardless of how big the issue is so dont take this too seriously pls)

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So I was thinking thinking of the haitani brothers with a very motherly reader like they're always so protective and kind to them and always have the constant need to take care of them :( and can this be before bonten please I'm sorry if this sucks this is my first time requesting sumthin😭

I’m so sorry 🥺💕 :c anonnie, but I don’t take requests. It’s stated in my rules.

It doesn’t suck 🫂💕 it’s actually a very nice idea 🤸🏻‍♂️💕✨ those tough men need some soft love. So uh 🥺 maybe send this to a dif writer? Because it’s actually very very nice <3 Take care ^^ and pls don’t feel bad 💕🫂

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hello! idk if u've already brought this up before, given the short time kalluto is shown to us, do u think killua will come to accept kalluto like he accepts alluka? seeing the scene where kalluto says sumthin abt his aniki, probb means killua,, right? n how do u think killua comes to accept n 'free' him? welp maybe not now w/ the trouble of ilumi chasing killua, but i rlly think kalluto needs (or will hav) an arc for him self too,, [pls correct me if im using the wrong pronouns]

hello !! first of all, Kalluto uses the pronoun “boku” to refer to themselves, which is usually used by young boys in Japanese. so you can definitely use he/him pronouns since that’s what they use! I HC Kalluto as non-binary so I use they/them pronouns, however you’re totally free to use he/him so dw jkdnfkjd

I do think that Kalluto will eventually be rescued from their family’s influence, because they seem to be different from the other Zoldycks too. I think that actually, Alluka will be the one to save them just because it would keep the chain of being saved going : Gon saving Killua, Killua saving Alluka and Alluka saving Kalluto. Gon saved Killua by accepting him for who he is, and in return Killua learned to be more confident and saved Alluka, who might pass that torch of kindness to Kalluto. It would be very meaningful! 

And also, there are multiple theories as to who Kalluto is referring when they say they want to save their older brother, so it might not apply to Killua! Togashi kept it ambiguous on purpose :3 - but I do think eventually, Kalluto will be free of the Zoldyck influence. I’d love that, it’d be a wonderful message. And we’re bound to see more Kalluto since they’re on the Black Whale!

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hello!! how are you? i just wanted to share a little something if thats alright lol, so i have a cat and i kind of have a love-hate relationship with him. he likes to wake me up by meowing loudly next to my ear on weekends :))) and when i get up, he proceeds to demand to be picked up and cuddled, i have no issue with this but he only does this on early weekend mornings. i dont understand why he wont ask for pets on weekdays???? my classes start at 7am on weekdays but my cat doesnt care like, son, i know you know i love you and i would die for you but pls i need more sleep on weekends😭😭😭

i still love my cat tho, he chills beside me when im in class and sometimes i cant move cuz he'll be sleeping on my lap while im in class or sumthin and now that i think abt it, i probably look weird when im in class cuz i keep looking down at my lap cuz my cat is there and i give him pets and it might look questionable LMAOO sorry this is a mess, i love my cat a lot hehehe

aww your cat sounds like he loves you tho!! Like I’m no pet expert cause I don’t have one of myself, but I have lots of friend(s) with lots of pets! and this is so cute omg!!!!!!!!! ahhhh your cat is like a baby wanting your attention on weekends ahaha I want a cat so bad oop </3

hdkhakskhs this is so cute pls 😌😌

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Hey, absolutely adore your work! I'd love to see a very christmas-y fic with pre-deviant Connor in which the reader attempts to incite some kind of humanlike reaction from him with all the festivities--baking, gift-wrapping, all the fluffy little in-betweens, hehe. If you end up not getting to it somehow/don't have time or motivation, please don't worry about it! (and if ya could shoot me a message or sumthin to lemme know you got this, pls do! tumblr eats a lot of asks for me.)

Connor X Reader - Traditions

A/N – Hey, I hope you don’t mind that it’s not too long. It’s really little more than a drabble, but I think it turned out okay.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

Connor stood in the hallway of your home, looking annoyed as he often did between deviancy cases. You knew if you left him, he would stay there all night, trying to figure out the connection between androids and RA9; it was a process he had gone through since he first came to stay with you. Granted, he was supposed to stay at the station between cases, but it seemed cruel to leave him there, so you had offered to let him stay with you. Connor, seeing the tactical advantage of staying with at least one partner, should there be a case after hours, had accepted your offer graciously.

You stretched, feeling tired after the long day at work. You and Connor had just left Hank at the park, after a long discussion involving the fates of the two Traci’s at the Eden club. Quite frankly, after such a case, wherein Connor had spared the life of the androids, letting them escape, you had begun to question his own deviancy. Given time, you thought he might become more human than most people you knew, but would he be prepared for that day? If he did turn deviant, you wanted him to know that you would be there for him, but how did one broach such a sensitive subject with the deviant hunter himself?

“Hey Connor, you alright?” You asked, motioning to his yellow blinking LED.

“My systems are fully functional, if that is what you mean,” He answered mechanically.

“It’s not. I just meant- Well, today was rough and-”

“Need I remind you Detective I do not have human emotions.”

“Right,” You deadpanned, not believing it for a second. “You know, off duty, you can just call me (Y/N).”

“Would that make you more comfortable?”

“Yeah.”

Connor nodded curtly, “Then I shall only use your rank at work, (Y/N).”

“Great…” You walked further inside, wondering how to best help Connor realise that he was turning just as much deviant as the other androids. Whether he was affected by the earlier case or not, he followed you for the first time since he had become your temporary roommate. He took note of your interests based on what he found in your home, from the books that lined the shelves to the pictures that adorned the walls.

You flicked on the radio, which usually helped you think, happy to find that your station was playing through the classic Christmas songs.

“So,” You started, “What do you think of between cases? Other than RA9 and further deviancy, I mean.”

“Well,” Connor considered momentarily, “I wonder how I can make Lieutenant Anderson more cooperative with me.”

“Hmm? You won’t need to worry about that after tonight. You really earned his respect out there.”

“Really? How could you tell?”

“Because, you didn’t shoot.”

Connor’s brow furrowed confusedly, “But we failed our case.”

“By protecting a life,” You insisted.

“That was an android, (Y/N). Just like me, it wasn’t alive.”

You sighed, turning away from Connor to enter your bedroom. He did not follow, sensing he had disappointed you with his answer. You gathered a few supplies from your wardrobe, bringing them out with you and laying them out on the living room floor, all the while wondering how you could teach Connor that not taking the shot was far braver than anything else he could have done at the Eden club.

Wishing to ensure your cooperation in future cases, Connor tried to pick up the conversation in a way that might please you. “What do you think about between cases?” He asked.

“I think about a lot of different things,” You said, distractedly.

“What are you thinking about right now?”

“The holidays.”

Connor looked at you, as if waiting for an elaboration.

“Okay, well, I’m wondering if my family will like the gifts I’ve picked out, and if they’ll complain the wrapping isn’t neat enough again. I’m hoping we’ll get a lot of good snow this year, and thinking about making gingerbread men for Mr Cormaci down the road; ever since his husband died, he’s all alone and I could use the biscuits to invite him up on Christmas. After all, nobody should be left alone on the holidays, especially not an eighty-year-old man. So, like I said, I think about a lot of things.”

“I’m not doing anything right now,” Connor commented. “Perhaps I can help you wrap your gifts.”

You considered the proposal for a moment, and then a bright idea hit you. Maybe if you could show Connor the joy of joining in Christmas festivities, he would have something of a human reaction which would help him if he later deviated.

“Okay, sure, I guess I could use the help.”

And so, Connor joined you on the floor, wrapping the presents that were put before him. The two of you were complete opposites. Where Connor worked in silence, making sure every present was impossibly neat, you sang every Christmas song loudly, making a mess and often getting the tape stuck to your fingers.

As soon as that was done, you asked him to join you to bake. You helped him with every step, mostly so you could keep a close eye on him and see if he would show any human emotion. All it would take was the tiniest hint of a smile, a few hummed notes of one of the Christmas songs, maybe even some further curiosity about your own traditions, but he remained stubbornly closed off to you.

With that, you incited the next round of your Christmas game, asking him to help decorate the apartment for the holidays.

“Isn’t it a little late in the night for that?” Connor asked.

“Hmm? I suppose, but I doubt I’ll be able to sleep for a while, so we may as well do it now, unless you don’t want to,” You said, ignoring the tiredness that tugged at your mind, begging you to sleep.

At your insistence, Connor complied with your request, helping you unpack the decorations you had pulled out a few days prior, placing them wherever you instructed him to. He remained stony-faced as he dressed the tree, even when you let him put the topper on, an honour you didn’t give to just anyone. It seemed that your plan to spread humanity through Christmas cheer was completely useless. You wondered if you could come up with a better plan in the future but thought it might have to wait until morning; perhaps sleep would provide you with a dream that might help.

After saying goodnight to Connor, you excused yourself, leaving him to go into stasis in the hallway as you always did. Instead of going into stasis however, Connor stood staring at the tree that he had helped decorate. The slowly blinking lights felt relaxing to watch. They were so small and delicate, not at all like the harsh glaring lights of the city; for some reason, the thought made him smile. Connor supposed that was his integration software, but how could it be when there was nobody around that he needed to integrate with.

It had been a year since you had last got Connor to partake in some Christmas traditions, and a lot had changed since then. Instead of living with you, he had stayed with Hank for a while before moving into his own place. He had been reinstated to the DPD where the three of you worked on more than just android related cases. Best of all however was the way Connor now regularly showed real human emotion on a daily basis; he had earned that freedom after everything he had been through.

Connor sat at the table of his own apartment, wrapping your present whilst happily listening to Christmas music. He couldn’t wait till you tore open the green parcel to find a first edition of your favourite book; it was one of the last remaining copies, since books had went paperless now. Given time, he hoped he might live to see a day where the two of you might be a couple. He longed to sit with you resting lazily on top of him, reading the book together as a couple. For now, that was only a Christmas wish, but given time, he was sure it would come true. After all, without you, Connor was sure he would have never deviated in the first place.

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