#also what do your emojis mean ahhh

[confusionmeisss]

can you watch my boyfriend, please? - m. sturniolo

🫧 matt sturniolo x fem!reader

🫧 the “can you babysit my boyfriend” tiktok couples trend with matt!!

🫧 just fluff.

🫧 549 words.

🫧 hi lovelies!! thank u so very much for wanting to read! this trend is so cutie to me, and i initially did a chris version of this & it made me want to do one for the others (nick version) as well, so i did!! i hope you enjoy reading bc they were very fun to write!! <3 masterlist

“Hi guys.” Matt looks up from his phone at the sound of your voice. “Can you watch my boyfriend, please? I just need to run into the store real quick, I’ll be back soon, I promise!” You say propping your phone up on the dashboard.

He watches as you open the car door and step out, shutting it softly after. His confused eyes follow your figure as it walks into the convenience store.

“Uhh,” he mutters out, looking into the camera. “I don’t- I’m-”

He looks down at his phone, his fingers doing a little dance across the screen. He lets out a small breath before he looks back up.

“Did you guys know that bees don’t have bones? I mean I’m pretty sure it’s well known at this point, but I just wanted to share in case you didn’t, well, y’know, know.”

A silence fills up the car for what feels like an eternity to Matt, but is only a few seconds. He looks down at his cup holder.

“Oh,” he lets out softly. “Chris left one of his Skittles Littles in here. You guys want some?” He asks, popping the top open, and pouring some into his palm. He then holds the candy container to the camera.

“Oh, did you also know that dogs can have pineapple, but only in moderation! Of course Trevor’s fatass doesn’t like pineapple,” he adds with a laugh.

Silence fills up the car once more as Matt munches on Chris’ forgotten Skittles. “He’s gonna be pissed at me when he finds out I ate his candy, but I don’t really give a fuck. I think I bought these for him actually.”

“Okay, wait, but I’m seriously running out of things to write for my Instagram captions. I think I’m just gonna abandon them or resort to using random ass emojis.”

Matt looks over at the sound of the passenger door opening, and you getting in setting a plastic bag down at your feet.

“What’d you buy?” He asks.

“Candy and cherry Arizona ice tea,” you reply with a grin, reaching for your phone. “Anyway, thanks for watching him for me, guys! I hope he was good for you.”

“‘Course I was good,” Matt mumbles out.

You chuckle. “‘Course you were, my love,” you reassure, placing a kiss on his nose, laughing at the way it scrunches up at the action. That’s the last thing the camera captures before the recording ends.

—

comments

he was a lil nervy at first, but once he warmed up he told us some fun facts. did eat his brothers candy, but told us he payed for it. 10/10 would babysit again 😊

trevor mention lesgooo 🔥🔥🔥❤️❤️❤️

i feel like chris forgetting his candy has the same effects as him forgetting his pepsi, but slightly less severe

thank u for the skittles matthew! <3

oh he was so cutie for offering us some candy 🥺

nose scrunch ahhh 🥹💓

brief mattitude there at the end i see 🤭

ur so real for the insta caption thing. it’s so tiring having to think of them

hey god it’s me again..

the anxiety/nervous keyboard finger dance, REAL

i want what they have so bad but i won’t get it, so i’ll be sleeping on the highway tonight 😁

[maxlarens]

Hi ! As a pescatarian girly and as someone who has recently started to like Lando, I kept thinking about him with pescatarian!reader, because you know opposites attracts and also it made me think of the olive theory from 'How I met your mother', can be fic or smau

(also I'm the anon who requested the Charles fic and I was wondering if you gave names or emojis to your anons 🤔)

ahhh hi😇😇 thank u sm for sending another ask in. verrryy into this! ive never watched himym but i HAVE heard of the olive theory and genuinely think it can be so true. i also think like sharing food/giving certain parts of ur meal to ur partner is so sweet so i loved this a lot🥺🥺

also, tbh i have never had a consistent enough anon to name them/give them an emoji so i would loveee LOVE to do that🙏🏻 pls let me know what i should call u❤️ (and if anyone wants to be a regular/semi-regular anon and give themselves an emoji/name pls do!!!) ANYWAY alright i hope u enjoy— it’s a just a short ficlet 😌💖

LN: quid pro quo

pairing(s): lando norris x reader [read on ao3]

word count: 1.2k

“Eugh,” Lando says, feigning a gag as he looks at the plate of food set in front of you, “That’s disgusting. I don’t understand how you can put that in your mouth.”

Slowly, you raise an eyebrow at him, looking between your plate and Lando’s screwed-up expression; you point at your food, “Salmon? You think salmon is disgusting? Are you joking right now?”

He shakes his head fervently, a grimace still stuck on his face, “It’s gross.”

A laugh, loud and guffawing erupts from your mouth as you realise he’s being entirely serious. He’s fixated on your meal, frowning as if the fish has severely insulted him in some way. Quickly, you clap your hand over your mouth, concerned you’ll offend him if you keep laughing like that. This is one of a handful of dates you’ve been on together��� clearly the first you’ve ordered seafood on— and you’re still trying to make a good impression on Lando.

“Wait,” you collect yourself, breathing deeply so you don’t fall into a fit of giggles again, “You’re not allergic are you?”

“No,” he shrugs, “I just hate fish. You’ve never heard that?”

You snort a little indelicately, already going back to eating your salmon, “‘You’ve never heard that?’,” you tease, “Do you think I stalk you on the internet, Norris?”

He grins that small sheepish grin you like so much as a light blush blooms on his cheeks. You’re very fond of him really. He’s cute in a scrappy kind of way; he’s funny and charming, a little bit dumb sometimes; and he’s into you, which is always a bonus. You’re not together— not quite— just seeing each other when you both have time, but it’s been going very nicely if you do say so yourself.

You like him.

He likes you.

Lando rolls his eyes, and purses his lips in an attempt not to let you see the smile that he’s trying to hide, “Don’t you? Stalk me on the internet?”

“Never,” you answer resolutely, thinking blatantly of that night after you’d first met him when you fell down a rabbit hole, spending a good hour watching thirst traps of him on Instagram before coming to your senses, “Not once.”

He hums, unconvinced, “Alright.”

Alright. You make a face, almost stick your tongue out at him but think better of it at the last second. He laughs— giggles— at you. You look away from him, down at your plate, trying to hide the smile that spreads and spreads behind your hair. God, you like him. You’re trying not to let it get away from you. You get the impression that he’s not huge on relationships, and you’re trying hard to be casual about him. It’s difficult— mostly because everything feels so easy when you’re together.

“So,” you start as you push a forkful of salmon and leafy greens around your plate, “Hate to break it to you, but I’m a pescetarian.”

“Um,” Lando asks around a mouthful of half-chewed food, “What’s that mean?”

You stifle a laugh, “Like a vegetarian, but I eat seafood.”

He swallows and makes another face, similar to the earlier one. You can see this is hard for him to process, he clearly dislikes seafood to a degree that you hadn’t quite understood until now. It’s funny. It’s another thing to add to the growing list of reasons you fancy Lando Norris. Though you would think that as a pescetarian you’d want him to like fish, but you suppose by not eating them he’s just saving all the sea animals that you’re not— quid pro quo.

“What about, like,” he waves his fork around, evidently still wondering why you’d eat seafood voluntarily, “just being a vegetarian?”

You shrug, “Vegetables are boring.”

“Right. Better than eating fish though.”

“I like fish.”

He shakes his head, “I don’t get it… It’s— they’re slimy and they smell and they’ve got fucking beady little eyes. It’s not natural.”

“Okay,” you laugh brightly at his despondent expression, “I do need to eat them, unfortunately. Otherwise, I’d probably die of malnutrition, or I dunno, scurvy.”

He groans, hanging his head so that all you can see of his face is that mop of brown curls. You think of your second date when you’d kissed him for the first time in your stairwell and how you’d threaded a hand into it— and they were soft and not heavy with product the way that you hate. The way he’d smelt like expensive cologne and tasted both smokey and sugary at the same time, just like the whiskey and cokes he’d been having at the bar. There’s a soft smile playing at your lips when he finally looks up.

“Does it bother you?” you ask, “That I eat fish.”

He shrugs, shakes his head in a non-committal way that could be either answer and does that little grin again. The one that means he’s going to say something that you’ll find either unbearably cute or embarrassingly funny.

“Yes,” he says, grin not subsiding, “How am I supposed to kiss you when you’ve got fish breath.”

Your eyebrows shoot up and a shocked laugh bubbles from your mouth, you try to ignore the stirring feeling in your gut at the words how am I supposed to kiss you in favour of responding to his lack of tact Try, being the keyword there. It somersaults in your head, how am I supposed to kiss you he said, like he was thinking of doing it again. Which, okay, of course, he’s thinking of doing it again. You understand what this is— but there was an unmistakable fondness there that you just can't shake.

Anyway, you push thoughts of kissing him aside, he’d still accused you of having fish breath, “Wow,” you say dryly, with no malice at all as much as you try to feign it, “You say that to all the girls?”

He blushes, his tan cheeks turning a very pleasant red as he properly realises what he’d said, “Shit. No— oh my god— I’m sorry. I just meant—”

You wave him off, laughing, “I know what you meant. You’re good, Lando.”

“Phew,” he lets out a breath of relief, his nervous laughter punctuating the air between you, without meaning to he says, “God, I thought I’d just fucked it.”

You furrow your brows and frown, confused, “No. You couldn’t.”

You watch him scrub a hand over his face, embarrassed, before it falls away and he gives you a sheepish little grin that says he’s happy to hear that. Toothy, eyes squinted and carving dimples into his cheeks. Your face feels warm and you smile back, biting your bottom lip on the smile so it doesn’t grow and grow to cover your whole face.

Later, after you’ve finished lunch and spent too much time talking over a too-sticky table in your favourite pub, Lando kisses you up against a tree in the park by your apartment. You put your hand in his soft curls and you smell cologne and taste what he’s been drinking as he presses his tongue into yours. The coarse hair of his moustache brushes against your lips and you kiss back with equal gusto. You pull away when it feels like you two are veering into too inappropriate territory for this public park. He chases you, but you laugh softly, pressing a perfunctory closed-mouth kiss to the corner of his mouth. He groans, laughs, and puts his forehead against yours.

You hum, “I guess my fish breath doesn’t bother you so much, huh.”

“Fuck,” he breathes, “You’re never going to let that go are you.”

You shake your head ever so slightly, “Not as long as I live, Norris.”

[yongvillage]

hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested

xiaojun who’s a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when he’s alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u… stuff like that :3 i just know he’ll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too

(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 🩰 anon? if not, that’s perfectly fine too xx)

AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy 🥲💘

also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe 🩰

this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun

ⓘ nerd!xiaojun, perversion, mating press, unprotected sex

you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.

he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.

thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.

as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.

he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.

he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.

xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.

-

it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.

"hey."

xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.

"hello?"

his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.

"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.

suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"

xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.

"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."

you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."

xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.

"w-what?"

"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.

"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.

"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly

xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."

"it's okay, you can say it."

"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."

you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."

-

the walk to xiaojun’s house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.

a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.

you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.

as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of it’s cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.

“fuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,” you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.

xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadn’t seemed to touch himself, not even once.

you giggled airily, “it’s okay, you can touch yourself.”

xiaojun shook his head quickly, “c-can’t.”

you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.

“ah, and why’s that?” you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.

“i-i’ll cum too quick,” xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.

“mm, s-so well behaved,” you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.

it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojun’s cock.

he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.

“shit,” he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.

“m-move, xiaojun, please,” you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.

your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojun’s mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.

you looked up at xiaojun’s face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojun’s newfound, animalistic thrusts.

“fuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!” you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojun’s navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.

it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.

“you think about this? think about fucking me like this?” you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojun’s shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.

“fuck, s-so much,” he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, “y-you don’ even know…”

you whimpered at xiaojun’s words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.

xiaojun’s stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.

“please let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,” he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.

you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.

suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.

a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojun’s bed catches your eye, and you can’t shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.

@yongvillage | ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[colie-nne]

Hello dear writer 👋 there's this reader-insert prompt in my head that I couldn't just get it out of my head. I hope this prompt takes your interest. It's up to you how you will want this to go as whether it be an imagine, headcannon or etc. Thank you, much love 𔘓

Prompt:

Carlos Sainz Jr., the renowned Formula One driver, takes to his social media account and shares a cryptic message that hints about a special someone in his life. As fans eagerly await further details, it becomes apparent that Carlos' significant other is no ordinary person – but is a beauty queen in her country.

my queen

pairing: carlos sainz x beauty queen!reader | instagram au

requested: yes | no

a/n: Hi this is my first in au, hope I did your request justice. I also really really liked the prompt, thanks for the request!! (Requests are open)

+ Valiente will be updated tomorrow so hang tight.💌

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 On a trip with royalty❤️

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user excuse me? Carlos?

charles_leclerc a trip with royalty indeed👑

user what's with all the royalty?

user 😍😍😍

user Carlos is entering his aesthetic era!!!

Daily WAG updates

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Daily WAG updates Ferrari's very own Carlos Sainz is seen with a mystery woman on a beach trip to the Maldives. The source stated that the two have been cozy with each other the entire time. Are we seeing a new wag on the paddock this coming season?

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user oh carlos has game all along

user lord, i see what you've done for others

user does this have something to do with the royalty thing?

user to be the girls these f1 men date !!!

user girl i don't think that's a mystery woman at all

user care to explain?🤨 user Carlos has been following Spain's winner for some universal pageant or whatever for about a long time now, even before her winning the crown. So I'm not going to be shocked if the mystery woman's her. user reallyy?? what's her @? user its yourusername

user Pierre wtf you doing here?!☠️

yourusername

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yourusername very late vacation dump 🌶️

user ahhh y/n!! i've missed you

user will you be coming to the show in Paris?

yourusername of course!! can't miss it😊 user oH MY GOD! she responded, Y/n i love you!!

user uhmm... looks like you didn't crop a pic properly🧐

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user why is lando here😭

user omyy just came here from the wags update!!! the emoji and the cropping error just proved a lot of things

user wdym wag update? user just search it up you'll see the most recent one.

yourusername

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yourusername are you happy to be in Paris? oui...it's good to be back

user the fact that a French designer invited Miss Universe-Spain to their show, shows how wanted the y/n l/n is in the fashion industry. this is coming from a french woman too

carlossainz oui🥐

charles_leclerc no, mate... no yourusername i wholeheartedly agree with you user f1 collab, when?

user CARLOS?! Is this a confirmation?

vittoria looking good 👑❤️

user there's the crown thing again. who is she anyways? user how the hell, don't you guys know who y/n is? she's the reigning miss universe and the most sought Spanish beauty queen after years. user ooh so she's from Spain too. I see now user ☠️

user why am I just realizing the meaning of the crown emoji...

Daily WAG updates

caption: ✈️ >> 👑🇫🇷

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Daily WAG updates Carlos is confirmed to go on his way to Y/n. The story was posted 5 hours ago. He might be in Paris now, update you guys soon.

user the fact that you've typed that so casually just tells me how much you've waited to have a Carlos girl on the paddock

user He be flying to his girl during his supposed time to rest... when will it be my time?

user the fact that we all know he'll be meeting y/n despite them not confirming it yet is so funny.

f1updates

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f1updates Carlos Sainz has landed this evening after being invited by a french-designer in Paris, France.

user ...i see it very clearly now

user the story caption and this just gave everything up. ya'll better confirm it asap

user carlos in a fashion show was not on my 2023 f1 bucket list

user if we see him and y/n together, let's just say that "i told you guys"

yourusername

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yourusername Thank you for tonight, Paris (credits: 🌶️)

user the chili🫣

user y/n!! i love your dress so much, thank you for letting me take a picture with you

user saw her being called into the runway so suddenly, the crown fits her so much🫠

user oop y/n in her soft launching era. is it Carlos?? i hope so

carlossainz55 🤍

user it's confirmed guys... user cute🥲 kill me rn

Daily WAG updates

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Daily WAG updates UPDATE!!! It is confirmed by multiple sources that the reigning Miss Universe Y/n L/n is indeed Carlos Sainz's mystery woman. Who would've thought that our newest WAG would be the queen of the universe herself, can't wait to see her in the paddock!!! 👑

yourusername

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yourusername bebé, hemos sido atrapados... anyways, these are some of the very flattering pictures of us from our trips during the past 3 months. Buena seurte en tu proxima carrera, mi amor!!

(Baby, we've been caught) - (Good luck on your next race, my love!!)

carlossainz55 mi amor, ¿por qué las fotos? (my love, why the pictures?)

yourusername because you look flattering in them🤩 landonorris flattering isn't what I'd call them

charles_leclerc you should have posted what you posted in the other one

user charles? qhat other one!! user this made me curious yourusername the internet might not handle it!

danielricciardo all hail the king and queen👑

user dannyy😭 yourusername says the man who's insisting Carlos isn't fit for a king danielricciardo why'd you have to do me like that carlossainz55 still has a ring in it, no? landonorris we'll have to see you in a dress before we can answer

[whyoneartheven]

AHHH YAYYY YES

MAY YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AS WELL

4, 5, 11?? For the artist ask game :D

HI EVIEEEE SHGHFEIEIW :D

uugugughsh let me think. I used to be able to draw dragons pretty decently (in a watered down cartoonish style LMAO) but I’ve kinda lost it. I might try to draw them again sometime, and then maybe I’ll get around to learning how to draw full bodies, too 😭😭. and overall just throw my constantly changing art style at my already incompetent mind and BOOM disaster 😔

recently I’ve been making art to post online (as well as having fun dw). but don’t get me wrong there’s TONS of old art that is never breaching containment. plus I’ve only been on here for like 3-ish months? I’ve shared pretty much everything except the doodles I do in class- I don’t post those just bcz I’m lazy not bcz I don’t wanna share 💀

ooh YES I ALWAYS listen to music when drawing (when I can lol)! usually just my playlist(s), nothing special. I had Mariah Carey on loop for that one art request of wild’s and legend’s karaoke battle. for research, yknow. totally. just had to get in the mood. (I listend to that for hours on loop im insane) BUT ANYWAYS yeah just music :] whatever I’m in the mood for! :D 💖💖

thanks for asking evie! have a wonderful day 💖💖💖💖

[fatuismooches]

It would be so funny if the one dish that Dottore could cook only healed reader. What it does to other playable characters is...questionable, to say the least. It always turns into his signature dish, possibly a small dessert (for the sake of the drabble below + I could imagine reader teaching Dottore to make some cookies), so imagine:

"Affection": Dottore's signature dish. It's a simple plate of cookies, nothing more and nothing less. While you're a bit skeptical of the slightly charred edges, [Name] looks proud of their lover's work, and the piercing red gaze of the Doctor convinces you to try at least one...

...you end up choking immediately. Before you can question what Dottore put in those cookies, [Name] tries one for themselves, muttering something about how they were just fine and that you were being mean. Perhaps it was for the best that you let [Name] devour his cooking, for everyone else's sake.

(Sorry if this reads weird, it's the first time I've sent a full imagine thing in someone's ask box. Also, do you do emoji anons? Can I be 🪷 or ♦? Whichever one isn't taken if you do!)

(x) OHHHH THAT'S GENIUS... AHHH I LOVE THIS!! This is so in character for the sillies omg...

For the food's effect, there would be two: "When consumed by [Name], restores 28% of Max HP and regenerates 620 HP every 5s for the next 30s" and "Upon use, immediately causes a target ally other than [Name] to lose HP equal to 99% of their Max HP"

The cookies would look really amateurish, especially compared to what [Name] can make, there's not even a glass of milk with it, not to mention how he had to throw out a few because the bottom was burnt to oblivion... Also, it seems that there are way more chocolate chips in them than there should be...? But that doesn't matter, [Name] reassures you! They love these cookies and have tried them many times! Looks are just deceiving!

The contrast between [Name]'s bright, hopeful expression and Dottore's less-than-amiable one is enough to convince (force?) you into taking a bite of a mysterious cookie. Unfortunately, it does not live up to [Name]'s hype. Far, far, from it... Thankfully, your will to live another day overcomes the sensation of nearly succumbing to the cookie.

Meanwhile, [Name] snatches the plate from you and huffs as they bite into another cookie with no hesitation, then kisses the Harbinger on the cheek, complimenting him on how far he's come on his cooking journey. Perhaps [Name] can only taste the sweet love from their beloved imbued within these cookies rather than the actual taste.

They seem to be a couple that you should stay away from...

[luffyvace]

Hello first of all- Omg my new fav author I LOVE UR WRITING SM LIKE ???? APBDISBRQKOZ

I found your blog form the author!Reader the anon who ask haz a creative mind I loved the 2 post sm I already got addicted to it I hope u Dont mind me requesting sm form it

Imagine Kusuo getting a notification (he seems like the one has his phone on dnd but has his notification open for his s/o in all media) of her post sm in one of there public social platform saying "I'm turning into my emo phase if this writer block doesn't move on form me " and when checking her private acc (the it's only access for him and her older friend) she is all memes about her writer block and her saying "if I stop writing I give all my books and series to you my friend" just her and overreacting to her block writer

Hiii!! THANK YOU CUTIE!! It always makes me so happy to hear I can share my hobbies with others <3 ahhh I see! Of course I don’t mind dear :)

ohh so if I’m getting this right it’s Saiki finding readers second blog (in which she mostly posts unserious stuff about her writers block) I believe I get what ya mean :}

*･..°•*:.｡:3･.｡.:*･..*°.･

Lol if feel like almost every writer has they’re side blogs or blog where they not a writer they just read other’s stuff

and to me this blog seems like a kinda funny vent blog where reader can just complain about her writers block whenever she has it

LOL imagine going inactive on that acc for weeks and saiki’s wondering if you forgot about it or forgot the password but you just simply have had a lot of motivation lately

then all the sudden you come back and your rebloging all types of relatable author memes and making posts about how ‘your going emo because you have writers block’

honestly it’s kinda ironic to him

he likes your posts on both accounts to support even when your do have writers block

cuz who’s likes a guy who ups and leaves when you don’t have motivation?

the first time you threatened to give your books away he knew you were joking but at the same time he was like ‘wait don’t give all your books away they can’t write it as well as you can 😀’

’kusuo I’m joking’

🧍

‘me too I knew that’

(“Thank goodness..her books were the only thing keeping me sane from those nuisances..”)

- In Saiki’s head

he doesn’t get all the writer memes bc he’s not an author, obviously he’s not stupid so he does find some funny

i feel he doesn’t post on social media but if a post of yours does particularly good he’ll repost it

i think I touched up on him being supportive before but yeah I’m gonna say it it again bc it truly is an honorable mention

‘(Name/pen name) has posted!’

- notification

👆💥📲

- Saiki

the emoji combo was terrible but basically that’s him about to break his screen from how hard he clicked

he’s always the first one on your posts and interacts every way possible

except comments..

which sucks cuz it boosts it a lot but he just doesn’t interact online 😭

if it’s a social media where you can see who liked, aiura and torisuka always tease Saiki for being the first like every time

“Dang your a real simp huh? Your the first like on her every post!”

- Aiura

”MAN! You don’t miss a beat do ya Saiki? I can never beat you to it 😭”

- Toritsuka

“wow..you beat me once again. The second the notification pops up you’ve already liked, reblogged and shared before I can even click on it. That’s impressive I must say, but it’s also quite annoying because I would like to be the first one to support (name) one day. In fact you do everything first! You get the books before they publish! You like all her posts first! Satire or not too!- yadda yadda yadda..”

- Akechi

“you don’t even respond to me that fast! Sometimes you leave me on read or delivered for 2 days before you answer me”

- Kaido

Saiki also sees that your friend likes your second acc too

which he would figure since you two are close

ehehe..a bit short dearest but I hope it brings you joy regardless~ 😅💞

I have much to get out..need to be more active..

[kaylaz-world-00]

Anon: Maybe a scenario where bullfrogs S/O is drunk and all clingy?

A/N: Omg 😭 Such a fun and cute idea. I am also so sorry that this is so short. I couldn't think anything else to write AHHH

Bullfrog x h!reader

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

You couldn't stop your giggling, you tried to take your house keys out of your pocket. The keys fell from your pocket with a loud jingle. You bent down to pick them up, you couldn't get up and fell to the ground. You couldn't control your laughter anymore. God, you couldn't even stand on your feet, hahaha!

Laughing, you crawled and reached for the door handle, pushing the key in the tiny hole, everytime failing. Of course, you couldn't get it right with your unstable vision. But somehow the door opened and a pair of arms wrapped around you. You smiled and returned the nice gently hug with a happy sigh as the arms wrapped around you tightly.

An anxious voice called out to you, "You are here thank god! Everything okay?! Why did it take you so long to come? Where have you been? Are you okay? I was about to go look for you! J'étais effrayé!"

You chuchkled with the familar voice babbling, you couldn't quite catch what he means excatly but you didn't understand why he was worried, you pressed your finger on his lips sushing him, "Shhh, you are so loud." You breath out goggling. He stepped back confuse with a frown plastered on his face, holding your face in his hands, tilting your head to sides observing your figure.

"Why are you laughing?" He sighed. "Oh god, please, don't tell me they drugged you." He panicked.

"You're really funny." You slurred out and snickered booping his nose. "I drank all night myself!" You reach out once again hugging his figure, rubbing your face on his chest giddily like a little kid.

He paused with that, then sighed, a bit dissapointed, "So, you did. Nous parlerons de tout ça quand ton mal de tête s'améliorera demain." He muttered to himself.

You mumbled, "Why do you talk like that?"

He ignored that, "Come on, let's get you inside. You must be cold." You didn't rejected his offer and he helped you stand up, holding your arms tightly, making sure you didn't fall, and led you into the living room, helping you to sat on the couch without any trouble. Unexpectedly you didn't let him go as you laid down causing him to yelp and slip, falling on you.

He sttutered your name out, "You need to let me go now, I am gonna go get some ice. You--"

"Nooooo!" You whined and hold onto him.

He chuchkled with that, "Come on, ma lumière. Let me go." He gently pleaded with you not using any force.

You shook your head and pressed your head on his chest, "I don't want ice. It's cold. I want you."

He flushed with that, it was silly, you didn't know what you are actually saying, "Fine. No ice." He wrapped his arms around you, "At least can I get in a more comfortable postition?... Non? Okay..." He couldn't help but smile at your flushed cheeks and nose. You looked cute like that. He laid his head on top of yours, gently caressing your head. He wasn't expecting you to actually caught him prisoner in your arms and wrap your legs around him. He wrapped his arms around you in surrender. He grunted when you turn on your side tightening your grip a bit then lossining it.

"If you are gonna fall asleep at least go and sleep on your bed. It's more comfortable--" He sighed with your unaudable whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. He melted in them soon enough, resisting not gonna do it.

He sighed, "D'accord. Alors dormons ici." He mumbled with a soft smile. His wrapped arms around you tightens.

[sonicblueartist]

Maybe a scenario where bullfrogs S/O is drunk and all clingy?

A/N: Omg 😭 Such a fun and cute idea. I am also so sorry that this is so short. I couldn't think anything else to write AHHH

Bullfrog x h!reader

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Drunk

Laughing, you crawled and reached for the door handle, pushing the key in the tiny hole, everytime failing. Of course, you couldn't get it right with your unstable vision. But somehow the door opened and a pair of arms wrapped around you. You smiled and returned the nice gently hug with a happy sigh as the arms wrapped around you tightly.

You couldn't stop your giggling, you tried to take your house keys out of your pocket. The keys fell from your pocket with a loud jingle. You bent down to pick them up, you couldn't get up and fell to the ground. You couldn't control your laughter anymore. God, you couldn't even stand on your feet, hahaha!

An anxious voice called out to you, "You are here thank god! Everything okay?! Why did it take you so long to come? Where have you been? Are you okay? I was about to go look for you! J'étais effrayé!"

You chuchkled with the familar voice babbling, you couldn't quite catch what he means excatly but you didn't understand why he was worried, you pressed your finger on his lips sushing him, "Shhh, you are so loud." You breath out goggling. He stepped back confuse with a frown plastered on his face, holding your face in his hands, tilting your head to sides observing your figure.

"Why are you laughing?" He sighed. "Oh god, please, don't tell me they drugged you." He panicked.

"You're really funny." You slurred out and snickered booping his nose. "I drank all night myself!" You reach out once again hugging his figure, rubbing your face on his chest giddily like a little kid.

He paused with that, then sighed, a bit dissapointed, "So, you did. Nous parlerons de tout ça quand ton mal de tête s'améliorera demain." He muttered to himself.

You mumbled, "Why do you talk like that?"

He ignored that, "Come on, let's get you inside. You must be cold." You didn't rejected his offer and he helped you stand up, holding your arms tightly, making sure you didn't fall, and led you into the living room, helping you to sat on the couch without any trouble. Unexpectedly you didn't let him go as you laid down causing him to yelp and slip, falling on you.

He sttutered your name out, "You need to let me go now, I am gonna go get some ice. You--"

"Nooooo!" You whined and hold onto him.

He chuchkled with that, "Come on, ma lumière. Let me go." He gently pleaded with you not using any force.

You shook your head and pressed your head on his chest, "I don't want ice. It's cold. I want you."

He flushed with that, it was silly, you didn't know what you are actually saying, "Fine. No ice." He wrapped his arms around you, "At least can I get in a more comfortable postition?... Non? Okay..." He couldn't help but smile at your flushed cheeks and nose. You looked cute like that. He laid his head on top of yours, gently caressing your head. He wasn't expecting you to actually caught him prisoner in your arms and wrap your legs around him. He wrapped his arms around you in surrender. He grunted when you turn on your side tightening your grip a bit then lossining it.

"If you are gonna fall asleep at least go and sleep on your bed. It's more comfortable--" He sighed with your unaudable whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. He melted in them soon enough, resisting not gonna do it.

He sighed, "D'accord. Alors dormons ici." He mumbled with a soft smile. His wrapped arms around you tightens.

[morning-star-joy]

ahhh congrats on the 700 followers!!! 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅 proud member of doni nation 🫡🫡🫡 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

okay in terms of drabbles may I please request ashwah universe drunk kisses........ i mean in my most humble of opinions, it just seems correct after joel not getting to kiss her last time he was drunk!!!

also....

i am once again asking for some sub!Joel 🤲🤲🤲 I feel like this is maybe saying too much about me that it's the second time i'm requesting this BUT idc okay ashwah joel would ABSOLUTELY switch positions willingly and eagerly because he is a shameless simp!!!! so like just a crumb of ashwah sub!joel i beg 🤲🤲

literally no pressure to write either of these!!!!! and congrats again 💖💖

LOKJIUH!!! My god you made me laugh SO fucking hard with the doni nation and the EMOJIS BAHAHAH PLEASE!! And the Bernie meme, it's crazy how much I love you my friend. Heheheee I am once again taking your LOVELY request! And lucky for both of us, the muse was hella flowing, and I ended up incorporating drunk kisses and some ASHWAH sub!Joel. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing!!! Love you so much and thank you for your support and for always making me smile and laugh!

Pairing: Joel x F!Reader, established relationship, set in the ASHWAH universe

Warnings: 18+ MDNI Shameless Smut, unprotected p in v, drunk sex, fast desperate sex, dirty talk, grinding, dom!Reader, sub!Joel, Joel begging for it, creampie, pet names (sweetheart, darlin', mi luna for Reader, baby for Joel)

Wordcount: 1.4k

“Joel—”

“C’mere, darlin’,” Joel mumbled as his lips sought yours again while you both stumbled through the front door of his house that was now your home as well, months after you had given into what had been building between you in front of his fireplace.

“Mm,” you hummed, head tilting back as you tried to pull away to close the door, but he was grabbing your hand and pulling you back to him, his tongue pushing into your mouth to kiss you sloppily, desperately, and you laughed, teeth clashing with his as you mumbled, “Joel. Joel. I need to close the door.”

Joel huffed as you managed to wiggle out of his grip, closing the front door before he pushed you right up against it, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling your body flush against his, your hips rolling forward by reflex when you felt the press of his erection through his jeans against your own.

You could taste the whiskey he had been drinking all night in his mouth, and you sighed, head tilting to the side to give him easier access as he pulled back to press open-mouthed kisses down your neck, tasting your skin with a quiet moan.

“You’re so fucking drunk,” you mumbled, even as your hips continue to roll against his, pulling more moans from deep within his chest as he grabbed your hips, guiding your grinding before he leaned up to rest his forehead against yours.

“So are you,” he muttered with a sly smirk, and you groaned, shaking your head at the memory his words brought to mind, of his moment of giving in to jealousy when you had gone on a date.

“You want me to put the skirt back on, Joel?” you whispered, smirking up at him as he tilted his head back with a moan at the picture you were painting. “Don’t have to wear anything under them this time. Just that little skirt bunched up around my waist and your big cock inside of me.”

“Fucking hell, sweetheart,” Joel groaned, ducking his head back down to kiss you with a new desperation. “Keep talking like that and you’re gonna make me cum in my goddamn jeans.”

“I’ll clean you up if you do,” you murmured, tracing his lips with your tongue, and he pulled back so fast you almost felt disappointed until he leaned over, wrapping his arms around your knees and throwing you up over his shoulder.

“Joel!” you cried out, laughter bubbling from your throat as you smacked his back and held on for dear life while he tried to walk towards the stairs but stumbled a few times. “Joel Miller, if you fucking drop me down these stairs I am going to end you.”

His laughter joined yours then, so deep and carefree that it made you feel warm with a happiness you’d never experienced before him.

Realizing he wasn’t going to make it up those steps, Joel turned, heading towards the living room to lean over and lay you gently, albeit a bit clumsily, onto the couch.

When he unbuttoned your jeans to tug them down with your panties before reaching for his own pants, you laughed again, smiling widely at his arched brow in question as you teased, “No more clothes off than necessary. Just like the good ol’ days, huh?”

Joel chuckled, shaking his head as he pushed his own pants down, pulling his cock free of its fabric constraints before leaning over you with a mumbled, “Shut up.”

But you were pulling back from him, rising from the couch and meeting his look of disappointed confusion with a cheeky grin as you pushed your bottoms down all the way, leaving them discarded on the floor as you murmured, “Sit back, cowboy. Let me take charge here.”

Joel’s eyes widened, and you could see his chest freeze in the same moment his breath caught audibly in his throat. Then he was adjusting himself to sit back on the couch, large brown gaze completely glazed over as you stepped forward, taking his cock in hand and leaning over to spit down onto it, feeling your pussy ache with a need to have him inside of you as he moaned, cock twitching just from the feeling of your saliva on it while you stroked it over him.

You climbed into his lap, lifting yourself up as you aligned him to your entrance, teasing yourself over him a few times, letting him stretch you a bit before pulling out and getting even more drunk off the way he started to writhe, mumbling incoherent things that grew louder with each pass of the head of his cock sliding just barely into your slick heat and then out again.

“Oh god, please,” Joel whispered, grabbing your hips tight in his large hands even as he didn’t try and direct you, didn’t rush you, just letting you have this moment of control. “Darlin’, fuck, please. I need to feel you, need to be inside you, mi luna, god—”

It was the affectionate nickname that had you giving in, sinking down onto him slowly and letting out a breathy sigh as Joel’s head fell back against the top of the couch, the loudest whimper you had ever heard from him lingering in the air as you rocked your hips down until you were fully seated.

“Jesus, fuck, goddammit,” Joel was muttering curses between fast, heavy breaths, and you knew he wouldn’t last long at all tonight.

So you set a fast and brutal pace, bouncing on him as you grabbed his chin, directing his face up so his eyes met yours, licking your lips as you whispered, “You like it when I put you in your place, Joel? Like it when I use your cock to get myself off?”

“Yes,” Joel whined, his hips rolling up to meet yours, and you felt his cock twitch, knowing he was about to cum from your seductive taunting and the way you were riding him.

But then he surprised you, reaching a hand down to place his thumb on your clit, rubbing quickly and making your hips jerk forward, your own mouth falling open with whimpers as your eyes squeezed shut, focusing on the way he could still work you so perfectly, even when he was nearly drunk out of his mind with alcohol and lust.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” you whispered, biting your lip as you rocked your hips desperately, losing any kind of pace as you felt your orgasm about to hit. “Gonna use your thumb to come all over your cock, baby, fuck!”

You gasped, eyes flashing open to stare up at the ceiling as your hips jerked forward, body overcome with the waves of an intense orgasm that almost made you miss what Joel was saying.

“I gotta—darlin’, fuck, please,” Joel was whimpering, and you blinked a few times, pulling your face back down to see him wild-eyed and desperate as he asked you, “Where?”

“Oh,” you sighed, leaning down to press your forehead against his as you whispered, “Cum inside me, Joel.”

You had barely said his name before he was bucking up into you, grunting loudly as his cock pulsed deep inside you, his cum filling you up in a way that only had happened that night in front of the fireplace, and a few other mornings when you both were far too sleepy and content to do otherwise.

His face leaned up, lips meeting yours in more sloppy kisses, the affection in them palpable and making you smile lazily as you melted into his embrace when he tugged you down to lay on the couch with him, his cock still inside you, keeping you full of his cum as he nuzzled his face against your neck.

Joel was mumbling something now, but it was practically gibberish, and he didn’t have the energy to keep you with him as you slid off of him, moving to go get a washcloth and clean yourselves up before you would have to find a way to get him upstairs into bed post drunken fuck.

When you did manage to get yourselves cleaned up and into bed, you snuggled into his chest, unable to help but smile as you hoped he’d let you take control like that again sometime.

everything taglist: @darkroastjoel @thetriumphantpanda @sinsofsummers @dinsdjrn @cupofjoel @cavillscurls @tightjeansjavi

[ryemackerel]

I saw all your eddsworld playlist and DAMN i love em so much, my favourite is perhaps the eddmatt one cuz it gives so many chill vibes i kinda always listen to it when I have to do homework or draw, but now i wanna ask for a polysworld playlist!

I SWEAR I AM HEALTHY ABOUT EM

OH MY GOODNESS YAHAYAYAHAYYY DUDE DUDE I’m so happy you like my playlists AHHH <333 It means a lot to me, thank you so much!!!

[Infodump section because I swear I’m about music]: I try to give each of them their own unique themes and base em off of the vibes they give :-] I’m especially so silly about the instruments and genres I associate with them, and I usually add whichever song combines both of their styles together for ship playlists HEGHEGHE

For example, EddMatt has a lot of bedroom pop and indie pop, and these two are rlly laidback and chill with each other. Edd usually has a lot of very easygoing songs, while Matt gives a lot of high energy and that “pop” or flare in his. Then you combine em together, then you get EddMatt YAYAY

I usually associate Matt with electric guitar (usually lead guitar) and piano, and Edd with acoustic, electric guitar, and electric keyboard <3

[ALSO THE POLYSWORLD PLAYLIST]!!! I actually have two playlists for them all together IM SO EXCITED TO SHOW YOU HAGAHA!!! I made them before I headcanoned them being a whole poly, but over time I figured “Yeah, these are when you put all their themes together” 🥳 I haven’t made an official Polysworld-centric playlist YET, so that’s something I’m planning to make eventually?? Whenever I have the time, so KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED EVIL EMOJI

1. Creatures In Mum’s Basement (Their band playlist YAYAYAA)

This is when you put four crazy ass mfs together in a band and they get into some wildd shenanigans. This is a more rock-centric playlist, super super high energy shit, and I always like to imagine them all playing together in it :-] LIKE YES MATT . SHRED THAT GUITAR SOLO OH MY GODDDD LETS GO

2. The Dorks From Eddsworld (Main Eddsworld playlist, I don’t update this one much)

This is their sillier playlist! I go off of what I feel like would be in the show and what kinda gives off that “silly” Classic Eddsworld vibe. I even included some chiller songs that combine their themes together 🫶 I don’t update this one as much as the Creatures playlist, but it’s still a nice listen :-]

[underworld-park-offical]

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: You

TWEEK: Mister

TWEEK: Tinfoil

TWEEK: Hat

TWEEK: Guy

KENNY: Stan

TWEEK:  What

KENNY: His names Stan

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: I'm not gonna remember that

TWEEK: You said you had

TWEEK: Like

TWEEK: A bunker

TWEEK: Right?

STAN: Yeah

CRAIG: Dog shit covered ahhh barn 💀

TWEEK: Why is he saying Skull emoji out loud

TOLKIEN: Not even WE know at this point

KYLE: We gotta get him to stop that

KYLE: It's more annoying than KYLE: ….Whatever….. Stan's got going on

CRAIG: Omg not you slandering me 💀

CRAIG: Don't even rn you look like the Goodwill shat you out

KYLE: Fuck you

KYLE: You know that Supreme hoodie isn't even real Supreme, right?

CRAIG: Lmao what

CRAIG: Me when I lie

KYLE: Nonononono

KYLE: Look look look

KYLE: It says “Souprem”

KYLE: It's fake merch dude

KYLE: Its as fake as those fucking yeezys

CRAIG: ….

KYLE: …Dude?

CRAIG: No that's my other hoodie

KYLE: Are you fucking serious

KYLE: You aren't even rich stop acting like you are

CRAIG: Nuh uh

KYLE: FUCK YOU MEAN NUH UH????

TOLKIEN: Kyle, just give it up

TOLKIEN: Trying to convince Craig he isn't rich is like trying to convince a toddler to wipe their own ass

TOLKIEN: It's not worth it

CLYDE: …. CLYDE: Why do I feel like that was directed towards me?

TOLKIEN: Because It was, Clyde

CLYDE: OH COME ON I WASH MY OWN ASS

TOLKIEN: NO THE FUCK YOU DO NOT YOU SMELL LIKE A TACO BELL CLYDE: FUCK YOU CLYDE: AT LEAST TWEEK LIKES ME TOLKIEN: OH SURE SURE SURE TOLKIEN: TWEEK DOESN'T ACTUALLY LIKE YOU TOLKIEN: THERE'S NO WAY SOMEONE LIKE TWEEK WOULD BE STUPID ENOUGH TO GO AFTER YOU, YOU FUCKING TESTOSTERONE FUELED SHITSTAN

CLYDE: THANK YOU FOR ACKNOWLEDGING I'M TRANS BUT FUCK YOU FOR INSULTING ME

TOLKIEN: YOU’RE VERY WELCOME, FUCK YOU TOO

CLYDE: YOU KNOW WHAT?? I BET YOU 30 BUCKS I CAN PULL IN TWEEK WITH MY MANLY AWESOMENESS

TOLKIEN: I BET YOU A MILLION DOLLARS YOU CAN'T

CLYDE: FINE

TOLKIEN: FINE

CLYDE: LETS FUCKING GO

CLYDE: I'LL ASK OUT TWEEK AND IT'LL BE THE MOST ROMANTIC THING EVER

STAN: Hmmm

STAN: At my barn we could like

STAN: Use my dad and my sister

STAN: As like

STAN: Food

KYLE: Dude no

KYLE: I am not resorting to cannibalism

CARTMAN: Kahl, you’ve eaten animals, that's basically like eating people

KYLE: Okay mr “forty big macs in one day”

CARTMAN: Uhm, actually they're vegan chicken patties KYLE

CARTMAN: ALSO did you just ASSUME my GENDER????

CARTMAN: YOU ARE GETTING C A N C E L L E D

CARTMAN: I WANT A TEAR RIDDEN UKELELE FILLED APOLOGY RIGHT NOW

KYLE: Oh my GODDDDD

KENNY: Actually studies show that most human meat is similar taste wise to chicken

CRAIG: I thought it was pork

CRAIG: Like

CRAIG: Deadass

CRAIG: Like pigs

CRAIG: Like deadass pigs

KENNY: We know what pork is CRAIG 

STAN: Yeah

STAN: So we’re fucking set

CARTMAN: Uhhh no thanks, i’d rather be one with the animals and eat dirt and hay

STAN: We don't even have animals

CARTMAN: I’ll just eat the weed then

STAN: What

KENNY: What

KYLE: What

CRAIG: LMAOOOOOOO IM DEADDDDDDD 💀 💀 💀 

CARTMAN: What???

CARTMAN: It's like eating catnip

CARTMAN: Besides its environmentally friendly

STAN: What's your source

CARTMAN: Wikipedia

STAN: Ooooof course it is

STAN: The internets lying to you, you know

CARTMAN: Fuck off, Stan, Queermo

STAN: IM TELLING THE TRUTH HERE

TWEEK: HhhhuGiyhvfdeiohjd

TWEEK: OKay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: We’re set on a TOTALLY ANONYMOUS LOCATION

TWEEK: Awesome

TWEEK: Great

TWEEK: Dandy even!

TWEEK: Everyone

TWEEK: Lets hold hands

CRAIG: I am not touching Clydes fucking shitstained hands

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: I’ll hold Clyde's hand

TOLKIEN: Why do you wanna touch Clydes hands thats fucking nasty

CRAIG: For real

CRAIG: Preach 🙏🙏🙏

TWEEK: I don't care

TWEEK: It's just for a bit TWEEK: I can wash my own hands afterwards

CRAIG: EWWWW FAGS

CLYDE: Aww… really?? :D

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: Sure

TWEEK: Whatever

CLYDE: Nobody other than Tolkien has wanted to hold my hand before! :DD

TOLKIEN: Was that before or after I figured out you don't wash your hands

TWEEK: Who else is fine with

TWEEK: Touching Clyde

CRAIG: Stop making me have gay thoughts, Playboi Carti

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: I don't

TWEEK: I'm not

TWEEK: Just

TWEEK: Hold hands

TWEEK: You all have socks on

TWEEK: I think

TWEEK: So it's not gay

CARTMAN: Uhm erm erm erm

CARTMAN: Actually

CARTMAN: That's a homophobic statement

TWEEK: CRAIG SAID A FUCKING SLUR?????????

TWEEK: WHAT???????

TWEEK: IM TWEEK: HUH TWEEK: WHAT TWEEK: OKAY

TWEEK: JUST TWEEK: JUST HOLD HANDS TWEEK: STOP MAKING THIS HARDER FOR ME

CLYDE: Wow

CLYDE: I forgot CLYDE: What holding hands felt like

KYLE: Woah

KYLE: This reminds me of the first episode of My Little Pony

KYLE: Where

KYLE: Twilight and her friends

KYLE: Find the friendship trinkets or whatever

KYLE: And they reverse the curse on them that turns them into stone

KYLE: And they used them to like

KYLE: Defeat Nightmare Moon

KYLE: Turning her back into Princess Luna

KENNY: That was so fucking gay

KENNY: I feel like I'm gonna vomit rainbows because of you

CARTMAN: Kenny stop being homophobic

CARTMAN: I will cancel you again

KENNY: Fuck off I know that blue hair you wear online is a wig

CARTMAN: BITCH-

TWEEK: SHUT UP

TWEEK: ALL OF YOU TWEEK: MY SATAN

TWEEK: CAN YOU ALL GO LIKE TWEEK: TWO MINUTES WITHOUT FIGHTING AND OR DEGRADING EACH OTHER

KENNY: ….

CARTMAN: …. KYLE: …..

LITERALLY EVERYONE: …..

CRAIG: Slllaaa-

TOLKIEN: Dont

TOLKIEN: Just

TOLKIEN: Do not

TOLKIEN: Actually, you’ve lost speaking privileges

CRAIG: 😡

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Is

TWEEK: Is everyone holding hands

CRAIG: yeah its like Kumbaya frfr

TOLKIEN: Stop talking

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Alakazam

TWEEK: Alakazane

TWEEK: Im sending you off this mortal plane

KYLE: Wait wha-

CRAIG: Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe!

KENNY: Yoooo

CRAIG: Like and Share! Like and Share! Like and Share!

TOLKIEN: Haaaaa

TOLKIEN: What

TOLKIEN: Was that

TWEEK: Magic Trick

TOLKIEN: What

TWEEK: Hey you have a lot of free time when you live in a dumpster

CRAIG: Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link!

TOLKIEN: Whatever, please for the sake of our brain cells, never do that again

KENNY: I dunno

KENNY: I thought that was pretty cool

CRAIG: Kombucha? I LLLOOOVVVEEE KOMBUCHA! Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Humans

TWEEK: Freaks

TWEEK: Whatever your names are

TWEEK: Get in the fucking barn

TWEEK: Now, quoting the safety psas from Estella,

TWEEK: Don't open the door for strangers, Don’t investigate any random noises, don't take any offers from strange men in white vans, don't help anyone, if anyone says they're friends of your parents do not trust them

TWEEK: And for goodness sake,

TWEEK: USE THE BUDDY SYSTEM

CRAIG: I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis!

STAN: One, what are we, five?

STAN: Second

STAN: It's a backup bunker, not  a barn

TWEEK: WHATEVER! JUST- GET IN

TWEEK: DO YOU WANNA LIVE OR NOT????

STAN: No

TWEEK: …

STAN: …

TWEEK: ….

STAN: ….

TWEEK: ….

TWEEK: O….

TWEEK: Kay…..

TWEEK: Just…..

TWEEK: Get in the barn

STAN: Fineeeee

STAN: Whatever

STAN: Fuck you

CRAIG: [ Gotta sleep in fucking pig shit this sucks fuck this ]

CLYDE: Hey

CLYDE: Hey CLYDE: Hey Tweek

TWEEK: Arrrghhh…What….

CLYDE: Do

CLYDE: Do you

CLYDE: Do you think

CLYDE: Do you think we CLYDE: Do you

CLYDE: Do you think we could

CLYDE: Maybe

CLYDE: Like

CLYDE: Go to like

CLYDE: Dennys

CLYDE: After this???

TWEEK: Whats

TWEEK: What's Dennys?

CLYDE: Oh

CLYDE: Uh

CLYDE: Maybe we could like

CLYDE: Go to Olive Garden then?

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: What's an olive?

TWEEK: And

TWEEK: And what's a Garden?

CLYDE: …

CLYDE: Oh you poor

CLYDE: Sweet

CLYDE: Summer child

CLYDE: You know what

CLYDE: I'm gonna take you to the Olive Garden

CLYDE: And you're gonna have the time of your fucking life

TWEEK: Uh

TWEEK: O

TWEEK: OKAY?????

CLYDE: Alright

CLYDE: I’ll see you there babe

TWEEK: Uh

TWEEK: UHHH

TWEEK: WHAT

TWEEK: DID YOU JUST CALL ME BABE TWEEK: WHAT???

TOLKIEN: Don’t fall for that shit

TOLKIEN: He doesn't wash his hands

TOLKIEN: Or his ass

TWEEK: Why's that relevant?

TOLKIEN: IT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING?????

TWEEK: CHILL OUT IT'S NOT THAT BAD

TOLKIEN: YES IT IS??????

TWEEK: …Whatevs

TOLKIEN: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS????

(edits made by @pissblanket)

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼🔼(the dynamics here are fascinating! Such an interesting take on how their lives could have gone so differently)

➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰➰(this one omg!!! What does eddie know? What does the clock mean? How long until buck is fully aware? WHAT IS GOING ON?? Can’t wait to find out!)

☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️(athena POV! I love it! Gerrard being dead! I love it! Having all the interrogations be interwoven to help build a picture of the whole night! I love it! It feels very oceans 911)

Also I gotta say that I LOVE when you include a mystery emoji/story on one of your responses to me! This happening twice now has me feeling genuinely so honored!

Ahhh happy to give you all the surprise emojis! Who knows, I MAY have another one soon...

33 for 🔼(thank you so much!!!):

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With Shannon and Eddie getting along better after telling Chris about the baby, she’s seeing more of him. Not that Eddie has kept him from her at all since Christmas. He hasn’t. But with them communicating better, it’s just easier for her to spend more quality time with him. With her feeling better, too, she can watch him more. Eddie is slowly relying on Carla less and less, and Shannon more and more. She’s resumed going over to his place to stay with Chris when he’s working. Something she didn’t think she’d get again. At least not for a while. On top of that, Chris is happy again. Their work to prove his fears wrong has paid off; he seems secure in her being around and he’s excited about the baby. About being a big brother. He’s filled with curiosity about everything and asks her questions whenever he sees her. It warms her heart and soothes her anxieties. She can do this without hurting Christopher any more than she already has. 

The other recent development, of course, is Maddie. The friendship she hadn’t known she’d needed until Buck arranged it. Shannon and Maddie hit it off immediately. Despite being a bit older than her - there is quite an age difference between Maddie and Buck, apparently - Shannon and Maddie immediately found common ground in the life experience of starting over in this city. Both moving forward from a lot of guilt and baggage, some days more successfully than others. Beyond that, they just have a similar conversational style. Maddie is kind and smart, but funny. Not afraid to poke fun. Shannon feels at ease around her. They’ve been seeing each other weekly, and texting a lot, too. They have plans to go shopping next week, after Shannon and Eddie find out the sex of the baby. For the first time since high school, Shannon has a social life to look forward to. 

Maddie isn’t the only Buckley she’s finding herself on friendly terms with, either. Shannon and Buck have struck up quite a rapport pre-physio. Shannon finds herself arriving early on purpose, just to extend their conversations. There’s something about him. 

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96 for ➰ (ALL GREAT QUESTIONS!):

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He’s feeling a bit better. He doesn’t know why. It’s like the looming dread has evaporated. A cloud passing overhead. Honestly, the moment they walked away from that kayak rack, Buck felt a lot lighter. Which is weird. He had a bad feeling, and… And he… He avoided getting hurt. But how did he know to do that? Just like Eddie asked. Why did he have that feeling?

Because you remember it, something small in the back of his head is telling him. But that’s impossible, so he tries to shove it down. 

“I don’t know,” Eddie replies. He still seems off. Quiet. Like he adopted Buck’s bad mood when Buck shirked it. “We can always just go back to the hotel and take it easy?” 

“What?” Chris complains. “That’s boring!”

“Aw, Eddie come on,” Buck adds, reaching for the driver’s side door of the Jeep. “It’s our last day here. We wanted to go swimming.”

“There’s a pool at the hotel,” Eddie reminds him. “We can swim there.”

Buck feels like he’s had this conversation before. 

“I want to go to the beach,” Chris says.

“Yeah, me too.” Buck agrees. “Unless something is wrong?”

Eddie narrows his eyes at Buck. Like Buck has asked him something mildly offensive. Buck raises an eyebrow. He has no idea what’s wrong! 

“No, you’re right. Let’s go to the beach,” Eddie concedes. “Whatever makes the two of you happy.” 

➰➰➰

They swim and enjoy the beach. It’s almost a really nice afternoon. Buck has a lot of energy, and he and Chris spend a ton of time in the water and exploring the long, flat stretch of sand. They wander off towards the rocks, to look at tidal pools, crabs, and other little creatures. Eddie follows behind them, watching them like a hawk circling overhead. 

It’s strange. The whole afternoon, he doesn’t ever fully participate in what they're doing. He’s there, but not totally present. He has a distance to him, and yet he’s never not watching. And where, usually, he’d be keeping his eyes specifically on Chris, today he’s not. Today his eyes are glued on Buck. 

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Buck asks him several times over the course of the afternoon.

“Yeah,” Eddie replies. “Everything is perfectly fine.”

But it’s clearly a lie. 

Buck helps Chris up onto one of the rocks to look at a sea urchin.

“I really like that purple color,” Chris observes.

“Me too,” Buck replies. “Man, we’ve seen a lot of cool wildlife today, haven’t we?”

Even as he says it, he realizes none of it has felt very novel. Except maybe this exact moment. He doesn’t know if he’s seen what he’s looking at now, before. But the otters? The seals? The opalescent slug thingies? None of those felt like a first glimpse at a magical other world. It felt like a painting of something beautiful he stares at every day. 

Why does it feel like that?

“We have!” Chris agrees. He doesn’t seem to hold any of Buck’s lack of wonder. “This has been the coolest trip ever.”

Buck smiles at him. “I’m so glad, Chris. I’ve had a pretty good time, too.”

Chris steps away from Buck and crouches down to look at one of the pools. A wave crashes nearby, sending a small flood of water over their feet. 

“Careful,” Buck advises. 

“I’m okay!” Chris insists. 

“Don’t want you to fall in. Then you’d be the sea urchin.”

“Buck.” 

If no one else is going to chuckle at his joke, he will. 

In the distance, Buck hears two gulls squabbling. He turns to look, shifting his balance just as another wave crashes. The rush of water is more forceful than expected, despite his own advice to Christopher. Buck stumbles a little, unable to regain his footing. With a flipping feeling in his stomach, Buck falls backward. 

He only feels it for a second when his head cracks off the jagged ocean rocks.

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57 for ☠️ (THANK YOU! That's sort of the vibe I am going for!):

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“We’re just doing our due diligence, Mr. Han,” Ransone replies. “Making sure we have all the information necessary before ruling the death accidental.”

“Right,” Chim says. “But you only asked about Tommy. Not Hen.”

“We’ve already spoken with Mrs. Wilson.” 

Chim starts to sweat a little. “Uh, listen, okay… Come on. Tommy didn’t do this.”

Oh boy. Chim panicking is never a good thing. He’s not the coolest under pressure.

“I didn’t say he did,” Ransone replies. “You jumped to that conclusion, though.”

“I did? No! I mean. I didn’t.” 

“Why didn’t Tommy do this?” Ransone asks. 

“What?”

“If you’re very sure Mr. Kinnard couldn’t have killed Captain Gerrard, tell me why?” 

Chim blinks, like he hadn’t expected this question.

“Well, uh… First of all, he’s dating my brother-in-law, so… So I trust Buck’s taste in men, right?” Chim starts. “Second, he’s changed a lot.” 

“Changed?” Ransone lasers in on this choice in diction. 

Athena sighs. If Chim wants to protect his friend, he’s doing a bad job. 

“Yeah,” Chim nods. “He’s not the same guy he was when Gerrard was our captain the first time. When I met him.”

“What kind of guy was he then?” Ransone asks. 

“I… Wait. No, that’s not what I meant,” Chim stammers. 

“What did you mean?”

“I plead the fifth!” Chim exclaims. 

“That’s not how that works, Mr. Han,” Ransone sighs. 

Chim’s face is very red. “Listen, Tommy is a better man now, but I didn’t mean to imply he was, like, capable of murder when we worked under Gerrard together.”

“Then what was he like?” Ransone presses. 

“I don’t know,” Chim shrugs. “Colder? Meaner? More affected by others’ opinions?”

Ransone nods. “I see.”

“Buck wouldn’t date a killer! He knows Tommy well!” 

[wexhappyxfew]

there's just something about the way you write brady and annie. i love all of your characters, but i agree with anon, it's beautiful. the last line to the story of when they first met and rode in the back of bucky's jeep - i SQUEALED. i'd love to see more of the beginnings, how it "just happened," if you get what i mean. love your writing!

ANON you're too kind!!! (insert happy crying emoji) the love for annie and brady is absolutely bountiful and means so much to me!! (also, thank you for the love for my writing - seriously has made my day!!)

OMGGGGG - please, when i was writing that i was partially losing my mind because of the sheer fact it was so influenced by pride and prejudice and the TOUCH, the LOOK, and the HAND-THING - i was like mr brady sir, what are we doing - absolutely no regrets LMAO!! that first interaction is just...absolutely my cup of tea and i'm so glad it was enjoyed!!!

AHHH the 'just happened' - i'd absolutely love to dig into that in their dynamic more. in their last piece, i really tried to do a bit more with that - that purposeful glimpse into the 'befores' for the two of them, to what their connection was now. anon, there is truly SO MUCH to explore with them, and i am very excited to get to write more with them in the future and for both annie anon and you!! there's truly just so much i can do with them - so many moments, situations, firsts - consider me already prepping some more ideas (and of course if you have any yourself haha!). thank you again for all the love and support, it means a ton! :)

[valscodblog]

Look back at your OC asks for this, but ✨🧸💋💔💢 for Ruby?

AHHH OMG OMG OMG THANK YOUUU POOKIE also

warnings: MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ASSULT

✨ - Children (current or future)

Well-depends on the timeline but ill just go with before simon.

before Ghost, she has her son, James. after simon she has three more (well six if you count misscarrige after-uhmm NO SPOILERS MISSCARRIGE AND WE'LL LEAVE IT THERE (it was triplets too :C))

Daisy, Sapphire, and Jason. (but they lowkey want more, i say in one of my soon to be posted fics...so uhmmm yeah-)

🧸 - Childhood friends

sooo ill do this in order of thier status

Kaleb Smidt, Dead.

Lyla Warners, Alive; no longer a friend of Ruby's.

she rlly didnt have friends until bootcamp tbh.

💋 - First kiss

(insert skull emoji here) VALERIA GARZA LMAOOOO (before she went off onto her whole villian arch an shit-) IT WAS A DARE FROM A VERY DRUNK RUDY-and Ruby being ruby said bet and went off to make out sloppy style with Val-

💔 - Exes

so uhm....AH HA HA

its a long list

very long

lets start off with bad to "man you deserve fucking jail bc what was you doing with that goddess of a woman bro????"

Jake Pines (high school ex, just a big jerk)

Zach Wilson (her first actual adult bf-well kind she was pretending to be an adult at the age of 15 and no one found out.) (also the first dude to uhm...S/A her)

Dan Sanders (first REALL bf as an adult, went onto marry him but by then he was cheating and whatnot and when she brought up divorce, she got S/A'ed for the second time.)

Wesley Sanchez (dated for three months but then broke up bc he tried to fuck both her and her sister-)

PHILLIP GRAVES. (do i need to say anything on this man? i mean, i never tired anything bad ON HER. or TO HER. but still. not a good father figure for the little guy.)

💢 - Person they can't stand

for Ruby, thats both Shepard and Graves.

...and her mom tbh.

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

In response to that person thinking they ate calling you a “sex crazed maniac”

There are writers on tumblr(and all other fic/writing apps and sites) that write mostly smut or ONLY smut writers and there are mostly/only fluff and other non smut writers as well. Why do people feel the need to comment what they perceive to be something negative about smut/sex on an account that is clearly a smut account?

Also why do people assume that sex is bad and if you’re into sex a lot it’s crazed and unhealthy. You’ve made many posts and fics/drabbles etc about smut with heavy doses romance and love and fluff in it(and sometimes angst and all the things). Do people not understand that sex is healthy and sex with passion and love and romance is truly beautiful. Do they not understand that not everyone has that in their life at this moment in time. Do people not also understand that everyone has different sex drives and interests in sex?

Also if you don’t like smut go find a non smut writer and stop being nasty to people on the internet. Also while I’m here, to everyone else that gets in these writers asks and demand updates or new fics or responses or demand they write what you want: where do you get the audacity? These people are not being paid or compensated whatsoever(aside from some tips they get occasionally). They’re writing for themselves and maybe their friends and moots. They’re simply sharing with us FOR FREE, and sometimes ideas are thrown around or they’ll ask in a poll what we’d prefer and make it interactive.

ah That was more of a rant than I intended….but I really hate seeing so negativity online like this. If you have nothing nice to say then just keep it to yourself babe. Not being negative is so easy 🖤

🖤Anon

I'm on my bluetooth keyboard and i was finally able to figure out how to paste emoji's in the tag list!!

I probably am a 'sex craved maniac' so i don't even feel offended, I probably am.

Yeah, there are tags you can use to filter smut out or simply toggle the 'hide explicit material' setting on your account.

I think it's because anonymity is so privileged on here, people will just say anything as long as it makes them feel good inside.

This is a great conversation to bring up that there is a hUGE difference between sex and intimacy that immature people are just not going to understand on here.

I like to say that I write fics with plotline that incorporates sexual intimacy into my pieces.

Because I think there is a difference (neither is better than the other) with writing SMUT and then writing fics with sexual/suggestive themes.

They are both hot and sexy to read depending on what you're looking for.

Sex with passion, love and romance is absolutely sexy and satisfying.

A one night stand with a stranger can also be sexy and satisfying.

The latter is something I'm not into personally but I don't judge and can totally GET why some people are into it.

Actually, now I'm wanting to rant with you because I was watching a Tiktok where a girl who was part of the BDSM community ranted on about how ppl with 'vanilla' and 'soft' interests are boring and it just frustrates me so much ahhh!

Firstly, that user is not properly aligned with the community because I know people who are ETHICALLY part of the BDSM community do not talk about 'vanilla' sex in that way.

Just because some ppl aren't into rough sex, does not mean they are prudish, boring or 'bad' at sex at all.

I was bullied ALOT throughout school and quite badly, to the point where I was almost...going to fly off the edge (if you know what I mean).

So, rough and degrading sex would extremely trigger me and bring up all those horrific memories but that is just me and I know for some people, rough and degrading sex can be quite cathartic.

And I also don't think being 'kinky' just means being into 'rough sex'.

I feel like my 'Taste' fic with Mommy!May is still 'kinky' because it incorporates food play but it's still soft and sweet to read.

The audacity to constantly demand updates or quick responses is so real and I think it's why so many writers (including me) get burnt out on here so quickly.

I love writing but it can be so mentally and emotionally exhausting to write at times and that's why a lot of writers do continuously say that likes don't help them in writing.

Sometimes comments and reblogs are the only thing that is keeping people motivated to write on here, I know for me I have thought about walking away from writing smut for awhile but the positive interactions and comments, reblogs on here are what keep me going.

I could say a lot more but this could turn into a university level essay so I'm stopping here for now...

But thank you, my beautiful anon for providing such insights to have these really eye-opening conversations.