#Sorry Anon I accidentally deleted your ask

[samishin]

For the anon that requested Reed900 in tank tops and boxers.✨

I'm sorry, I accidentally deleted your ask somehow😶

[puppetmaster13u]

Have a small wip of Down in the Deep Au

(No Sebastian in this, but hey anonymous asker I might've lost your ask about if Danny dimension travelled or was the only one from DP, and the answer is yeah. At least currently)

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   Now, it wasn’t the best idea, but it was near instinctive in his exhaustion and panic, to open his mouth and wail. 

   And wail he did, the sound shrieking forward and tearing through the metal and charging ghost. Not that he saw, eyes clenched closed as he was launched back into the swirling greens of the zone. 

   If he’d kept his eyes open a moment more he’d have seen how unstable the area around him had grown, would have seen the portal sputtering around him. Natural portals were more rare than one would think, a relief to ghosts as the chance of one opening on one of them would be deadly. 

   In fact, for any other ghost, it would have killed them permanently. It would rip apart their very essence and leave the ghost nothing but a shade- they were referred to as unstable for a reason after all. 

   But Danny wasn’t just any ghost, he was one created by the opening of a portal, the blood sacrifice, accidental or not, that fueled that initial tear. No, this gnashing, wild thing would not rip him apart like it would anything else, not when he was made from the same tearing, fracturing force. 

[ask-postcrash-curly]

One of you asked me about cartoons I watched as a child. Not sure what happened to the question, but I’ll answer anyway.

I mostly watched older stuff. I was really into Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse for a while. I did have a few modern shows, though. I liked that cowboy one. Artie’s Pony Adventures. Better than it sounds. Ah, speaking of ponies, there was this magic pony show I watched when I was little. What was it called again? Jim and Anya watched it too, I think. We were just talking about it last haul… Damn, I can’t remember.

[coldslaws]

nat's text in black, bn's in white

slip of the tongue

part 2: here

[plusie]

[ludinusdaleth]

another thing of note: predathos' flares aren't actually red. they're teal, but projected out from a red rocky planet makes them look red! so make that of what you will with ludinus dying himself red

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[possamble]

Question to a fanfic writer: do you think that, in Marcille’s research ways *And* her love for romance novels… would result in her writing some in-universe fanfics of her own? Like, maybe she hypes herself up on something and get disappointed, or maybe she finds some character decision isn’t as ideal as she thinks it could be? Or it’s as simple as she wants to play around with the characters and see what happens?

I can’t help but imagine a scenario where she’s struggling with some romantic trouble irl and she’s struggling with deciding on what to do, but then the answer slaps itself upside her head when she rediscovers her fanfics and how she LITERALLY made a character or two do the exact romantic decision she needs to do? It would so silly but yet I can’t help but find it so charming. Hell, just the imagery of her writing romance fanfics of her own At All is just… delightful to me hehehe.

you know I've been rotating this in my head since I saw it this morning and. I went through a wild journey of opinions before I realized... Marcille wouldn't think about fanfiction like we think about it. In the modern age, yeah, she'd be a complete tumblrina -- but we're talking about a 17th century-ish fantasy setting.

Writing before the digital age was a physical commitment to investing ink and paper into your thoughts -- and this is even before mass production can make pens and notebooks kind of whatever to buy and use on a regular basis. I'm sure the situation wasn't dire, but I really can't see Marcille, perfect honor student, using her allotted supply of stationery at the academy on super frivolous things.

Fanfiction has been normalized incredibly fast in the past few decades. Think about now normal and popular D&D is nowadays compared to how much people looked down on it 20-30 years ago. Fanfiction was a freakass nerd thing to do until relatively recent history, something that was even considered offensive to the original creators.

Remember, we've already seen Marcille react to adaptations with disgust. She's kind of a hater and an elitist fan. She also considers herself a Reputable Academic. In a setting where a digitized culture hasn't reframed fanfiction as an act of appreciation and creativity, she would absoluuuuuuuutely think that fanfiction was complete loser shit.

If she did write anything about her favourite books... She'd. She'd be one of those assholes who writes huge scathing reviews of Dal Clan translations into Common. She'd be the fantasy equivalent of those Weebs/Japanese elitists on twitter tearing through every single localization choice in anime and JRPGs and being so so annoying about it.

If we're being charitable, we could say she'd be able to appreciate non-faithful translation choices that still do a good job of carrying over the original spirit of what was said. But I think we also have to acknowledge the possibility that, at her worst, she'd really really be like those guys who were malding about the Unicorn Overlord localizations so hard the (correction: Final Fantasy Tactics Creator, not the Unicorn Overlord devs) had to step forward and ratio them. (The silver lining is that she'd never get published in the arts review newspapers/journals that she submits her essays to. those poor editors just have to deal with her being persistent.)

[vincentask]

[ANON ASKED]: “Random lil ask but, what’s your favorite pokemon?

[sunkeji]

i have a confession

-🍫

I'm all ears pookie

[gildalilli]

Ohhh you asked for theories, you're gonna get them! SO. Imagine Aziraphale is up in heaven, not enjoying his job, having a bit of an internal crisis about Crowley, simultaneously trying (and failing) to find a way to stop twomageddon. Anyways, one day he comes across a crucial bit of evidence that Metatron is SUS and not just sus as in "wants to start armageddon again" but SUS as in silencing God and manipulating things with the book of life (1/2)

(2/2) So aziraphale goes off and tries to find someone to help him uncover this, him finally having gotten evidence of things going wrong. of course, no one agrees and this all eventually leads to him seeking out crowley. An awkward, frosty truce with underlying blatant romantic tension happens, and there's finally a breaking point in a quiet moment in the plot (halfway through the season) where they confront each other and go back to "normal". near the end they communicate and clarify THEM -- I love this and I think it will be the logical next steps. I also have noticed a pattern that after they have a blow up fight, crow swooping in to save Zira from danger is usually the reuniting force. They always get a big ol reminder in the form of some kind of crisis that reminds them that nothing is ever worth leaving the other for. Interested to see if neil pays off those expectations or subverts them!!

There are enough pride and prejudice references (esp heavy handed this season esp if you believe metatron is out here trying to shove a regency au into reality, but the bandstand scene last season is also shot for shot from p&p) I would a) find it very funny if they did the colin firth wet shirt scene and b) we got crow doing "MY AFFECTION AND WISHES HAVE NOT CHANGED, BUT ONE WORD FROM YOU WOULD SILENCE ME FOREVER" as their final "getting together" scene. I would die. I';m already dying from the fact it's a possibility?

Cheer me up, send me husband reunion predictions <3

[sugarwarachan]

random horny thoughts about hq men - seijoh + nekoma edition

CHARACTERS: mattsun, iwaizumi, makki, oikawa, kuroo, kenma, shohei CWS: nsfw, smut, all characters 18+, knife play, implied d/s undertones to a lot of these, toxic relationship elements, cheating/cucking if you squint, corruption kink, oral (f!receiving), bondage, spit kink NOTES: continue to enjoy my gross thoughts as i pull myself out of whatever writer's block hell i'm in. thank you to the anon who suggested shohei's - i accidentally deleted it i'm so sorry 😀

mattsun loves knife play. the idea of cutting your tights away from your body, tracing the knife ever so gently up the inside of your thigh before rippppp the metal tears through like butter. the flash of fear and unbridled lust in your eyes bricks him up instantly. he slots his thigh between yours and presses the flat of the blade ever so gently against your thrumming pulse. "ready to play, angel?"

iwaizumi finds out your ex never made you cum and makes it his personal mission to give you as many orgasms as possible. his fingers, tongue, dick, thighs, he wants to get you off in every way possible and erase that idiot’s ineptitude from your brain. “you cum so easily, baby. the fuck was your ex talking about?”

makki loves when you talk back. it’s foreplay for him to take you out somewhere nice and relentlessly tease you all night, each of you trading good-natured barbs that run just a little bit nasty (he likes when you’re mean, what can he say). there’s always a line, though, and when you cross it, his hand grips the back of your neck hard enough to stop you short. "I think we should go home, don't you?"

oikawa is prone to toxic situationships that always result in hurt feelings (his own). he sees you out with other guys and it actually boils his blood to the point where he’s calling you, whining about how you don’t make time for him anymore, and when you come over, he fucks you face down on the mattress to remind you that he’s the only one who knows how to make you cum the way you like

he’s super embarassed about it, but kuroo has a little bit of a corruption kink. like the first time he goes down on you and you get all blushy and embarassed - he’s hard as a rock. soothes you with soft kisses on your neck and stomach as he tells you how beautiful you look, how good you are just for him. he’s gentle in how he eats but he’s determined to make you as crazy for him as he is for you

kenma is lazy this kenma is lazy that - kenma finds out how much you like to be tied up and learns everything he can about bondage play. he buys a dummy to practice on (kuroo absolutely loses his mind over this), he watches tutorials, boy is dedicated to finding out how to make you cum this way. when this skinny streamer guy asks you out, you have no idea you’re gonna be roped into a bondage belt with a happy strap grazing over your clit as you sob into his arms (but you're not complaining)

your first impression of shohei is that he’s never known the touch of a woman but HOO BOY were you wrong. this man is a FREAK between the sheets. you can’t believe that the mild-mannered dude who barely says a word forces your mouth open so he can spit directly onto your tongue. by the time he’s done with you, you’re fucked out of your skull, covered in scratches, hickies, and cum, and being asked if you want to order taco bell

2025 �� all works belong to @sugarwarachan. do not repost, translate, or steal any of my works. reblogs and comments always appreciated <3

[chloedpdl]

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[churipu]

jjk men & their sleepyhead gf !

featuring. gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, nanami kento x fem! reader

warnings. none, just them being all soft and whipped for you

note. first of all, anon i am so sorry, i accidentally posted your request on the queue list and fml, i'm so embarrassed but idek how to edit the queue list so out of desperation i deleted it— but i ofc screenshotted this before i deleted the og post, so i am so sorry :(( i hope you enjoy this, and i hope you get to find out i didn't delete your ask and it's here in a form of a screenshot :((

GOJO SATORU. i feel like he doesn't mind most of the time— he does mind it if you fall asleep when you're supposed to be paying attention to him >:(

but whenever you fall asleep, his camera's always on standby, snapping pictures of you from every angle. whether you look good or bad (you never look bad btw), from up above, from below, from the left, from the right, with 0.5, i can go on.

and when you wake up, you find your phone blowing up with notifications from shoko, geto, and him, especially with the notification "@gojosatoru tagged you in a post" and it's just a slideshow post of you sleeping, a few close up shots, and your face with different instagram filters.

you don't even bother at this point since he's not going to stop, and not gonna lie, you did find it a bit funny. and the comments from shoko and geto made you laugh, so... good luck trying to sleep around him, you'll wake up to a whole album of you sleeping on his account.

"satoru, what the fuck is this filter?" it was a filter that made your face a little distorted, and gojo'd just sitting there innocently, blinking his white lashes up at you.

"you look adorable, princess."

"i don't want to sleep around you anymore."

"no, please sleep— how am i supposed to continue my daily updates of you sleeping?"

mind you, he has 200 posts on instagram and 150 of them are just you sleeping + with the cheesiest captions like "my baby is sleeping, pls tell her to wake up bcs i miss her 🥺🥺🥺"

and shoko is all up in his comments like "wake her up yourself, dumbass she's literally in your house."

SUKUNA RYOMEN. the first time you fell asleep around him was when he went out to get a glass of water, but he didn't think of it as anything and thought you were just tired.

but no— you fall asleep anywhere, whenever and most of the time. he gets pretty frustrated when you both spend time, and in a bit, your head leans onto his shoulders and sukuna checks on you, and you were out like a light.

"y/n?" soft snores.

he clicks his tongue in annoyance but doesn't push you away or get angry, although he finds you cute. sometimes snaps a few pictures to keep, but you don't know about that.

and at times, you wake up all tucked in your bed—your favorite plushie beside you, and sukuna nowhere in sight.

you open your phone and there's a few text messages from him.

[ you fell asleep, so i left ] he didn't leave, he said that to make you feel bad and for not giving him enough attention— he stayed in the same seated position for a few hours before prepping you onto your bed, tucking you in and not forgetting to place a smooch on your forehead.

[ call me when you wake up ]

[ love you ] awww.

he's so in love with you.

NANAMI KENTO. he's such a gentle soul, he won't mind if you fall asleep or is asleep whenever he comes over. in fact, he enjoys it when you fall asleep.

he read somewhere that if someone feels tired or sleepy around a person, it's because they feel safe. so nanami just concludes that his girlfriend feels safe around him, safe enough for her to get sleepy and fall asleep on him.

"kento," you murmur half-asleep, stretching your arms.

"hm?" he hums out, opening his arms for you to fall into — which you did, and he craddled you in his arms, placing his cheek onto your head.

"night night." it wasn't even night time, you just had to say it before you go to sleep, and nanami finds you so cute he couldn't help but to squeeze you a little.

"night night," he replies back, kissing your forehead.

nanami just sits there and continues craddling you in his arms, and if he needs to go, he would put you on your bed (on his bed when it's his house), and writes you a short message why he needed to go and when he will be back.

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE !

[that-one-raccoon]

Fem kunizai goofing off for the anon in my inbox (i'm so so sorry, i think I accidentally deleted your ask I hope you see this <3)

[dollesung]

SACRIFICE (EAT ME UP) .ᐟ

PAIRING. sunghoon x fem reader. GENRE. nsfw. REQUESTED? yes. WORD COUNT. 1.2k. SYNOPSIS. sunghoon acts like he hates it when you overstimulate him during sex. you know better than to believe him. WARNINGS. sub!sunghoon, dom!reader, overstimulation, bondage, raw sex, sunghoon calls reader noona. a little dubcon. minors do not interact.

NOTE. this was requested by an anon thru an ask, but i accidentally deleted it >< so sorry, anon. hope u still like this one!

The rope that bound Sunghoon’s wrists to the headboard was tight.

Not tight enough to hurt too much, but enough to keep him bound that he wouldn’t be able to budge, no matter how hard he tried to pull.

You’re sat on top of his legs, keeping him from accidentally kicking you off the bed. He’s mostly naked, clad only in his boxers. There are marks covering his body, from high in his neck, all the way to his chest and even up to his thighs.

You've been teasing him for a good 30-minutes now, your hands leaving feather-like touches from his arms to his thighs, causing the boy to shiver.

"Noona," he calls out to you as you leave open-mouthed kisses against his neck. "Please?"

MORE UNDER THE CUT.

You let out a small chuckle at his desperation.

"Please what?" You hum, looking at the boy with a coy expression. "Ask your noona nicely, Sunghoon."

He whimpers, face flushed red, but the blaring arousal leaves him almost uncaring. So he manages to beg. "C-Can you touch me, please?"

"But I am touching you." You tease, running your hand down his arms to prove your point.

"Noonaaaaa," he whines, lips drawn in a pout.

You raise a brow. "Use your words, now."

"Just touch me," he whimpers. "My c-cock, please?"

"There, that wasn't hard now, wasn't it?" You taunt, before finally, finally, taking your hands to tug the boxers off of his legs.

The article of clothing finds itself thrown to the floor, as you focus your entire attention on Sunghoon's half-hard cock, licking your lips as you do so.

There is precum pooling at the tip from the amount of Sunghoon's arousal, and when you lightly run your pointer finger against the base, the organ twitches, and you stifle a soft chuckle.

"So needy, baby." You coo, before wrapping your entire hand around Sunghoon's dick.

"Ah," the boy moans softly.

You begin a slow pace as you start stroking his cock, relishing the sounds Sunghoon makes, as his entire body twitches, sensitive for pleasure.

"Does it feel good?" You ask, almost mockingly, knowing that Sunghoon would have a hard time replying anyway.

"Y-Yes, noon—ah!” He yelps the last syllable, as you quicken your pace, twisting your wrist ever-so slightly by the base of his cock.

“You’re so fucking hard,” you state. “You love being tied up, hm?”

He’s nodding fervently, thrashing and tugging at the ropes as his back arches from the pleasure. You can help but to laugh.

Your pace slows, before eventually stopping. Sunghoon whines but doesn’t question it, as you sit up on the bed, slowly removing your pieces of clothing off.

Sunghoon’s eyes don’t leave you for a second, eyeing your breasts when you remove your bra. He’s breathing a little heavier than usual, pupils dilating when you sit back on his lap, now fully naked.

His now-hard cock stands in between your legs, and you can almost feel the heat radiating off of it from your stomach.

“Ready, baby?” You ask, positioning yourself on top of his cock.

Sunghoon nods, before following up with a “yes, noona.”

You begin to slowly sink down on his cock, and the two of you let out soft moans. You throw your head back, feeling him stretch every single spot of your pussy. Sunghoon is shaking, toes curling at the feeling of you clamping down on him.

“Fu—hck,” he slurs, “s-so tight, noona..”

You hum, sheating yourself fully on his cock. It takes you a short moment to adjust, but once you do, you waste no time and begin gently bouncing on his cock.

The feeling is nearly addicting, having Sunghoon fill you up so good, like every inch of his cock was made for your cunt, and your cunt only.

You brace your hands against his chest as your pace quickens, your thighs bouncing at every thrust.

“O-Oh, noona,” Sunghoon moans.

“Yeah?” You can feel the arousal building up in your gut. “Does noona’s pussy feel good?”

“S-So good—!” He exclaims, back arching and eyes rolling to the back of his skull.

You continue your pace, slamming yourself down on his dick over and over again. Sunghoon’s moans grow louder in volume, and your legs begin to shake, telltale signs of your orgasms coming nearer.

“You gonna cum, baby?” It was a rhetorical question, but Sunghoon nods in response anyway. “Gonna cum in my pussy?”

“Y-Ye— ah, yes!” He nearly shouts. “G-Gonna c-cum in noo— fuck, noona!”

Sunghoon roughly tugs at his restraints, his hips twitching upwards as he chases his orgasm, his cock releasing inside of you.

You groan at the feeling, slamming yourself down on his cock one last time before shuddering as you cum as well, thighs shaking as you do so.

The two of you catch your breath for a minute or two, Sunghoon looks absolutely spent, eyelids drooping due to exhaustion. You can feel your heart thrumming against your chest.

However, it wasn’t enough.

You could still feel the arousal deep down your gut, and your brain hums with the thought of ‘more, more, more.’

“N-Noona?” Sunghoon calls out to you, still shaken from his orgasm. “A-Are you okay?”

You don’t respond, instead, you once again brace your hands on his chest, letting your hips roll, with Sunghoon’s spent cock still inside you.

“O-Oh—!” Sunghoon yelps. “Noona, ho-hold on—!”

You don’t listen, your hips moving on its own as you return your old pace, bouncing on his cock like you hadn’t just orgasmed a moment ago. Sunghoon starts thrashing, kicking his feet and tugging harder on the ropes that tied is hands.

“Noona, stop—!” Sunghoon yelps, yet you knew he didn’t want you to. That wasn’t the word that would stop you, and you knew it.

You could feel your wetness pooling down on Sunghoon’s hips, along with the mixture of his cum. As sticky as the feeling is, you don’t stop riding the poor boy.

“Please,” Sunghoon begs, tears pooling in his eyes. “T-Too much!”

You want to coo, but instead you relish at the sight of Sunghoon, absolutely wrecked at the feeling of the blinding pleasure that was running throughout his body.

“Such a good fucking boy,” you praise, pressing yourself against his chest. “Just sit there, m’kay? Let— fuck, let noona use you.”

Sunghoon had no choice but to let you, tears running down his cheeks from the overwhelming feeling. He was shaking again, back arched and toes curled as he felt your cunt squeeze tighter around him.

“I-I—“ Sunghoon begins. “C-Close again, noona—!”

“That’s it, baby,” you coo, feeling yourself coming closer to your climax as well. “Cum in noona again, okay?”

Sunghoon nods aggressively, and you sit back up, bouncing faster on his cock. He starts moaning louder, head uncontrollably thrasing from left to right.

“Noona—!” He yelps. “Cumming!”

In an instant, Sunghoon fills your cunt up once again with his release, back arched and mouth open in a silent scream. Your orgasm is not far from his, as your pussy clenches on his cock, legs shaking and eyes clenched from the feeling.

A moment passes, then another, the two of you don’t move. It takes a whimper from Sunghoon for you to come back to your senses.

You try to lean forward to remove his restraints, but the movement jolts his cock inside of you, and Sunghoon cries out.

“Noona, please—“ he begs. “No more.”

You’ve never been a good listener, at least in bed, anyway.

NOTE. i am back with some mediocre content! send thirsts or asks please.

© dollesung 2025