#how the fuck do i tag this properly uhhh-

[fully-caulked-wagon]

To be fair, aside from maybe Goku, this is me deliberately bending the characters a bit for the joke, but uhhhh-

[whatwenthereagain]

Person: What's on that flashdrive?

Me, panicking: Uh, memes!

Person: Oh, ok! (Leaves)

Meanwhile the flashdrive actually contained a bunch of evidence of said person sexually harassing my friend group that I was going to turn in to the school's front office the next day.

It technically wasn't a lie since that dudes life is basically a meme.

I technically signed a non-disclosure form for that entire situation but I think that it was stupid to force me to sign one so I will be disregarding it.

[x-birdsong-x]

GODDD OKAY OKAY okay it's not in her playlist anymore just because I heard Florida through a wc playlist and GOD that is her song but if Miss Americana's bridge fit better i'd have kept it - but gooddddddd okay like. obviously platonically for the second verse it fits so well with 8x01 and the first verse is SO 16!adams coded and it drives me insane i'm sliding down the wall and punching the air projecting like she's a little whiteboard thinking about adams when she ran away (and when you got along with your pets better than your family what can you do but snap when you get home and find out you weren't there when your oldest dog died)

FIRST tho I just need to yell about the repeating "You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes" fitting Adams so perfectly. It's how she thinks of herself; it's how she's been taught to think of herself. What happened when she was a kid was her fault, the one time she reads House correctly is you took the first deal they offered you because you wanted to punish yourself, she gets herself fired doing House's test that for a second they both think was a mistake, as far as her opinion goes the accident in Nobody's Fault was her fault. Typical of me to put us all to shame something something

Second I can just link this post for a better explanation but watching Runaways and overanalyzing every little bit about her there is not a chance in the deepest parts of hell that Adams had good parents. They did SOMETHING to make her snap before she left. The way she responds to Callie is you could at least let her in the room and your mom knows she messed up, she's determined not to do it again and she's your mom, and for the first time she's acting like it and beyond everything else Callie is upset that her parent is not listening to her. Something something nothing scares me more than the stranger at my door who I fail to give shelter time and worth they are THE firewatcher's daughter patient/protag matchup

okay god where was i going. these are actually from last year so there's absolutely ways i'd change it now given i've dug into runaways' lines even deeper now and also my unholy amount of brain-animatics are rooted in warriors fandom song-matching so,,,, but here have the first verse(?) of my original freak-out about this . leaving out the second verse with ep 1 because there's too much i can't decide my opinion on looking at it now lol . never did anything past those verses because it just doesn't fit as well

also sorry i can't do anything about the quality firealpaca and tumblr do not get along

GOD there's SO many ways i'd change that now if i had time i'd redo it right now but they're all in pngs and idk where the actual files went

im so sorry i could go nearly line for line for everything before the bridge which is where it becomes more of a stretch but the first half of miss americana and the heartbreak prince works with adams and i can not be obnoxious enough about this she is a fidget toy to me

wait i love this. please tell me more I love hearing your Fidget Toy Adams thoughts

[dadilovefishing]

PSA to all Fanfic writers

For the love of god tag your shit properly, especially tagging “character x reader”

I have noticed that there’s a bunch of writers that will use a place holder name (for example, Mary Jacobs) instead of doing the usual “y/n”, (name) or ____. They always have an excuse of not using the aforementioned x reader name placeholder like “y/n just sounds icky!”, “y/n disrupts the flow of the story” uhhh guys? Have you heard of 2nd POV?

2nd POV requires ZERO mentions of “y/n”, (name) or ____. If it truly is a x reader fanfic and you don’t like use those name holders but still want the story to be in the perspective of the reader, just write in 2nd POV. Trust me on this it makes life so much easier, especially writing. You wouldn’t even use (name) or whatever bs you don’t like, your sentence would consist of “they called out your name” and “you hadn’t given much thought” and so on. Never once using a name. This also helps with wanting to make the actions of other characters available for the readers to see.

AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOUR DOING WITH CHANGING PHYSICAL APPEARANCE???? You tag your shit as x reader but giving the reader a specific appearance. Like hello? Character x reader? More like x OC because you tagging your shit as x reader is bullshit. (This is not about race or anything, iykyk)

If I hear one of y’all’s pulling “just block the tag then if you don’t like our content” HOW CAN I BLOCK YOUR SHIT IF YOU DONT TAG IT CORRECTLY? ANSWER ME EINSTEIN.

So long story short

Don’t like using “y/n”? use 2nd POV and continue using x reader tag

Don’t like y/n or 2nd POV? Tag your work as x original character (OC)

Want to replace readers physical qualities? Change your x reader tag to x original character because that’s just bullshit

[quixotical-lymbo]

hiii could I request a tiny fluff/crack fic of just Macaque x Waking x gn!reader going to couple therapy (Sandy could be the therapist if you want cause it's silly) cause they have a bickering problem (reader has a hot temperament too)

and basically the three of them try to work it out even if they keep throwing snarky comments and everything

Pairing: Wukong x Macaque x gn!Reader Rating: SFW Summary: Mixing monkeys and therapy isn't a good idea.  Warnings/Tags: Silly banter, Sandy trying his best, Mo cameo, canon typical violence, therapy, Sandy is NOT licensed, and crack. Word Count: 600+ words

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. 

Sandy's eyes flicked between all three of his 'clients' and sipped his tea. Clearing his throat caught the attention of two of the monkeys sitting beside each other. 

"So, uhhh, does anyone want to start us off with a 'I feel' statement?" Sandy smiled.

"I feel like this is a waste of time." 

"I feel like someone should have thought about that before being the reason we're here in the first place." 

"I feel like I want to strangle someone." 

"...great…great start everyone!" Sandy weakly applauded. 

"Look, Sandy, as much as we appreciate this, I don't think we-" 

"-Nonsense! If MK entrusted me to help you three through your issues, then I am more than happy to help!" Sandy's eyes shimmered. "I wouldn't wanna let my little buddy down!" 

"...right," Wukong deflated as he realized there wasn't any way of getting out of this without feeling guilty. Sandy nodded and turned to you, who was sitting with their arms crossed over their chest and their eyes studying the decorations on the walls of his ship. 

"How about you tell me what brings you all here with me today?" Sandy called out your name as he reached for his cup of tea again. Macaque, who sat in the middle of both of his partners, tensed as he tapped his sharp nails along his arm. Wukong, much to his nonchalant attitude, looked carefree but he was nibbling on his bottom lip as his brow furrowed proved otherwise. 

"Where to fucking start," You glanced at the blue gentle giant, who's smile did nothing to ease the flames of anger that began to rise. In fact, you rose from your seat and began pacing around the room. "Let me begin, those two always arguing like an old married couple for every single decision we have to make as a throuple-" 

"Hey! We don't bicker every time."

"-and do you know how infuriating it is to argue over what we should eat every.single.night?" You sent a mean look at Wukong who stuck his tongue out at you.

"I think that's a bit of a stretch." Macaque met your dirty look with his own shit-eating grin/scowl. 

"Don't get me started on how long it takes for us to fuc-" 

 

"-OOOOKAY!" Sandy jumped up from his seat and held a hand to stop you from continuing. "I think I have an idea on what we should do to help you guys!" 

 

"Oh really?" You sat back down, arms crossed, and one leg over the other. Your glare didn't relax until you felt something soft cuddle into your bicep. You peered out of the corner of your eye to see Mo rubbing his cheek against your arm. Despite your contorted face, you grabbed the kitty cat and placed him on your lap to pet. 

 

"Yep! It's simple really," Sandy pulled out a chart from behind the couch. "You guys can take alternating turns on who chooses what for that day!" 

Sandy pointed to a purple square on a random Tuesday. "Here, Macaque gets to choose what you guys eat for dinner, where you'll go on dates, and all of that good stuff!" 

Sandy pointed to a (f/c) square, "And then you'll choose, and vice versa for monkey king!" 

"Why am I last?" 

 

"Don't complain." 

 "I am not-" 

"If you two don't shut up and listen to Sandy, I'll make you shut the fuck up." 

Both monkeys winced before following your command. 

"...right," Sandy continued. "If anyone has any complaints or starts a fight over something that could've been communicated properly, then they lose a day and it's given to the next person who's supposed to choose next." 

"Alright, sounds good," You rubbed under Mo's chin and felt yourself relax as the cat purred. "We'll try that, thank you, Sandy." 

"Yeah, thanks!"

 

"Hm." 

"Great! I'll see you guys next week then! Keep me updated, you silly gooses!" Sandy took Mo from you before ushering you all out of his boat. He closed the door and slid onto the floor while sighing. 

"They're gonna fight again, aren't they?"

Mo shrugged. 

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[eris-snow]

6. 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞?

Tags: bakugou x fem!reader, juxtaposition, angst, swearing, toaster shenanigans, bakusquad shenanigans

A yellow thread like a soulmate’s cord: So similar, but so different.

Katsuki hates people.

It doesn’t matter if he appreciates a small small small minority of them, he’s fully obligated to bring his thoughts to the grave because Mina and Denki had broken the toaster for the hundredth time, Kirishima’s way too positive for someone going for therapy and Izuku breathes too hard.

“Why do I have to buy the stupid toaster?” He lashes, sweat building dangerously in his hands. ��I did nothing!”

“We haven’t hung out properly in a long while, man! Think of it as a…a get-together!” Eijiro told him, slinging an arm around his shoulder.

He’s testing his luck.

Ashido marches ahead of the both of them while playing thumb war with Denki. “And plus-hey!-you went feral when we got the previous previous toaster—Mina, stop it!” Denki chimes in, wrestling with Ashido.

“Who buys a VHS Player toaster? HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND A VHS PLAYER FOR A FUCKING TOASTER.”

“Mhm, uh-huh, yeah, yes, you see?” Ashido responds calmly. “This is why you’re needed.”

Behind them, Eijiro frowns. “I thought that was the 5th toaster, not the—”

“Finish that sentence,” He grits out. “I dare you.”

So yeah, borderline, Katsuki hates people.

He especially hates them when they start asking questions.

“You’ve been a ghost lately, disappearing right after class. What’s going on with you?” Eijiro changes the subject, and looks at him with curious red eyes.

Real, fuckin’ annoying questions.

Katsuki’s brain goes uhhh, and he shrugs off the red-haired’s shoulder to buy time.

“None of your business. If I’m busy, I’m busy. Deal with it.”

His friend gives him an inquisitive look, but Denki’s groan of defeat snaps both of them out of it, and Eijiro backs off. “Whatever you say, man.”

There’s an old street piano that lives right outside the mall. Katsuki’s surprised it’s still there, even after the plaza was stripped bare and renovated, the instrument sat there, creaking and lonely. What a contrast to the shiny, modern building it sat so innocently next to.

Out of nowhere, a splitting headache rips into his skull, and he has to grab the nearest thing (Eijiro) to keep himself from toppling. What the hell?

All he can see is that goddamn piano, multiplying and filling his vision. It flashes, disappears, and then reappears like it’s trying to decide whether it should be there or not. Someone calls his name, but it’s far away. Suddenly, he’s 7 again, showing off to all his admirers how wide his fingers could reach, how beautifully he could play the instrument.

All eyes are on him, and he feels like he’s a third person watching his younger self smile, shift aside to let someone else join him on the seat—

“Bakugou?”

A blink, two blinks, and the image is wiped.

“Bakugou?” Eijiro’s hand is on his shoulder and all eyes are on him. It takes him a second to realise that he’s gripping Eijiro’s arm, and another to unclench his hand. He leans away, and grits out low. “I’m fine.”

“You’re a liar,” Denki refutes, expression worried. “You okay, Bakubro?”

“Headache,” He supplies, gaze cutting back to the piano. It’s still sitting there harmlessly, like it hadn’t given him an existential crisis 5 seconds ago. He filters through his memories, frowning when he grasps at straws. He can’t remember ever playing a duet with someone.

Stalking ahead, he shoots a scowl at the inanimate object and enters the mall. “I wanna be in and out. Let’s go.”

He knows his friends’ expressions. They’re all concerned, because for some reason, Katsuki’s word isn’t good enough for them.

Whatever, it’s not like he hasn’t had lapses like that before.

A store full of green catches Katsuki’s eyes, and suddenly, all he can see is ferns and flowers stuffing the entrance of the little shop greeting the visitors of the mall.

They come back to the dorms with a new, normal toaster, and Katsuki gets a desk cactus.

—

Katsuki’s going deaf. He knows the drill yadda yadda, he’ll be deaf by 35 yadda yadda his quirk is an ass and so is he. However, he prides himself in knowing his eyesight is perfect and better than average. So he really, really hates it when they try to fuck shit up for him by making him see things that aren’t there.

His jacket hanging on the edge of the couch when he was visiting his parents over winter break. (It’s in an old storage unit his parents rented out since he can’t fit it anymore)

A cherry blossom tree siting right outside his old middle school. (It’s in the dead of the winter.)

Random street pianos, showing up at every turn.

And every time he shakes his head and blinks, the objects disappear. He doesn’t even want to get started with his dreams. Scenes from the war have been ending abruptly, cutting off and throwing him into moments of his life he never knew he lived through.

It’s been all he can even think about lately, and his zone-out sessions have earned him a slap to the head by his mother and daily check-ups via text from the shit broccoli nerd and Shitty Hair. He thinks about it, because it’s the same feeling when he hangs out with you. Your presence is so difficult to detect sometimes, he has to steels himself from blasting your face off because he didn’t notice you sitting right in front of him.

He has an internship with Jeanist and 10 articles to write for Hero History. He cannot afford to go crazy now.

—

“Katsuki.”

Katsuki’s eyes open. He spins around and finds a memory, ripped straight out from his life. It’s like watching a scene directly out of a play. His old, junior high classroom, with its rusted cabinets and creaky seats.

His younger self stops, and looks back, obviously annoyed. “What do you want, extra? Who the fuck are you?”

A girl stands there with her face blurred and clipped out, but for some reason, he knows her expression is one of shock and disbelief.

“Katsuki, don’t you remember me?”

Bakugou jolts awake. The sound of someone’s voice he can’t quite hear the words off ring in his mind, and he clenches his shirt as his heart pounds so loud it feels like it’s echoing throughout the entire room. Sweat is everywhere, clinging to his skin like a layer of dust, and a glance at his alarm clock shows 02:31. He lets out a loud groan, glaring at his empty ceiling. He’s definitely not going to sleep anytime soon. With sweat clinging to every part of his body, he swings his legs off and heads to the door. He needs a shower.

And coffee.

—

“Weird dreams? Seeing items not there?” Recovery Girl looks at him thoughtfully. “And you’re positive it’s not a Quirk?”

“That’s what I said,” Katsuki replied through gritted teeth. He’d have known if it was a Quirk. Even some Quirks weren’t touch-based, it was hard to be put under a quirk undetected. This was something else. “If it’s not doing you any physical harm, then my Quirk can’t help you with that. The best prescription I can give you is neuroleptic medications and sedatives for a good night's sleep. Other than that, try to take your mind off training for a while and take the rest of the day off. I suspect that you’re overworked.”

With Recovery Girl’s advice in mind, Katsuki comes out of the infirmary feeling less sane than he originally felt. Overworked? As if. The most eventful thing he experienced this month was him buying a fucking toaster.

With a heavy grunt, he opens the library door and ignores the hall just down the corridor. You’re probably on vacation, or visiting relatives. No point in going there.

If he’s barred from training the rest of today, then he could kill time by learning something new. If he wants to be a top hero, he’s got to be able to communicate. That means in both Japanese and English. If he can read more English books, he’d surely be more fluent in—

He stops short. In front of him, is a yellow thread. It curves and winds and leads him all the way to the back of the library, slung over seats and tables of the nearly isolated room. He’s heard about cringy soulmate manga from Mina, the one where the pinkies of two individuals are connected by a red string. This one, however, is yellow, and looks way thinner, like a spider’s skein.

Yellow.

That was your favourite colour.

Intrigued, he follows it all the way, and when he stops to see what’s at the end of it, he finds an essay shelved in the wrong way buried behind the dusty books that haven’t been borrowed in a long, long time. He almost misses it, but when he does find it, he takes it off the shelf and eyes the title wearily.

Phenomenon: Reset

It’s clearly not a published book, it’s bonded by stapler bullets and it’s written on the old U.A. foolscap that was outdated years ago. It’s more like a log then a book, a diary, even. Katsuki slaps himself mentally. What the fuck is he doing? Playing detective for his delusions? This could be a prank for all he knows, and the yellow skein his eyes playing tricks on him. This was—

‘Not a Quirk, causes people to become nearly invisible to the eye.’

Katsuki blinks rapidly.

Hah?

‘Day 3: I tried to talk to him the other day. It’s like we never met. He asked me if I was a new transfer student. I’ve been in his class for over a year.’

‘Day 4: He forgot our conversation the previous day. The teacher missed my name during attendance and called my parents up today. What’s going on?’

Katsuki skims through the rest of the days, and with each passing page, the handwriting gets more and more illegible.

‘Day 7: I feel like a ghost. My parents still remember me, thank goodness. I don’t know if I could handle it if they didn’t.’

‘Day 16: If this is some sick joke, I hope it ends already. What the hell? It’s like it’s a reset for me every single day. Every time I try to tell someone about it the person straight up forgets me the next day. This isn’t funny anymore.’

‘Day 70: He sees me! I don’t know how this worked but he sees me! I tried probing for more, but I can’t believe it! I’m so glad…it’s been so long since someone looked at me in the eye.”

‘Day 71: He remembers! Honestly, I don’t care that everyone else isn’t noticing me anymore, just having one person is enough.”

‘Day 121: I told him about my situation, and thankfully he believed me. He said he had a feeling about it, something about a watch and the stupid tree in the forest we used to sleep under. He said it kept popping up everywhere and it was driving him crazy.’

‘Day 235: I found an article that’d tried to be covered up. One of the government’s mistakes, back when Quirks were new. It had something to do with a science experiment gone wrong. It might be a lead.’

It goes on and on, from red hairs to dead ends, but through it, Katsuki got a gist of the situation. A science experiment from 70 years ago was conducted to see if a Quirk could be transferred forcibly from one person to another. That Quirk was named Undetected, one of the less destructive Quirks of that time and among the few who agreed to proceed with this experiment.

It might be possible in the modern day, but humans back then were far too uneducated to be dealing with Quirks that were still relatively new. The experiment went wrong, obviously, and it resulted in a glitch of the person’s Quirk and the region the experiment was being carried out in. Victims ended up forgotten with a presence so low that they were basically invisible. Back when this article was still new, there had been questions raised about it, whether these Quirks were more of a curse than a blessing, but with time this phenomenon ‘faded out of existence’.

No one could prove it, and the victims were chalked up to accidents or lunatics. Not many were affected anyway, and almost as quickly as the rumour made headlines, it disappeared entirely from the internet.

Katsuki’s blood runs cold.

Is this what was going on with you?

He leafs through the paper and skips to the last day that was catalogued.

‘Day 435: He said that I looked really pale, and told me that he’d found a way to save me. I was really glad, I was really. I only wish that we could have done it before it was too late.’

Katsuki flips the page over to find nothing else written and almost crumples the paper up in frustration.

He needs to see you. Now.

[mlm-writer]

The Sorcerer Supreme, the Devil and Six Men (M!Reader x Multi)

Pairing: Cis!M!Bottom!Reader x Ray Palmer (LoT), Dick Grayson (my version), Peter Parker (TASM), Skurge (MCU), James T. Kirk (AOS), Lucifer (Lucifer) & Chris Smith (Peacemaker) Rating: Explicit Words: 2066 POV: Second Summary: Uhhh gangbang to save the multiverse and reader is Sorcerer Supreme of his universe. Note: Something I kept from last kinktober to really sit down for it. Tags: Multiverse gangbang, creampie, cum swallowing, light cumplay, blowjobs, double penetration, spitroasting, anal fingering, handjobs and some grinding.

Even if you would explain how you got yourself into this situation, you doubted anyone would believe you. You clenched your hands in the silken sheets below you, when Lucifer added a third finger to your hole. He stilled them inside you and ran a hand down your bare back. “Relax, my darling, I need to have you properly prepared for when our guests arrive.” You huffed and folded your arms in front of you so you could rest your forehead on them. 

“If you ask me, it’s pretty pathetic that the devil himself cannot give me enough sexual energy to save the multiverse,” you quipped, before shifting a little. Your cock was leaking all over the pillow Lucifer put under your hips. Lucifer chuckled and curled his fingers inside you. “Hey! No cheating!” You cried out as he rubbed that spot he had gotten to know all too well. You never should’ve started a situationship with the devil, but frankly being the sorcerer supreme from a universe where jackshit happened could be very boring. 

Just as Lucifer was about to make another smartass comment, a portal opened in front of you. You wanted to cover yourself, but Lucifer was ahead of you, draping a thin blanket over you below the waist, before sitting up on the bed. First to come through was Skurge, donned in his full armour. “Behold! The Sausage Party!” He announced, before extending his arm. Coming through were four familiar faces and one boy-scout looking man. His whole body language screamed ‘I am highly uncomfortable.’ 

“So which one of you do we need to stuff full of cum?” You lifted your head and snickered at the blunt question. Even though this Chris Smith was not from your universe, he had the exact same mannerisms and almost the same funny outfit as the one you knew in high school. Here was to hoping he could fuck like the Chris you knew as well. 

The other guys looked embarrassed at the question, with one of them even slapping Chris' arm. Even with his mask on, you recognised the face of the one who got away anywhere. You had always wished Dick Grayson and you had lasted, but the situation back then did not allow for it. Lucifer probably knew that, hence why his alter was standing before you now, clad in a tight suit that left little to the imagination, as he reprimanded Chris for his bluntness. If he was anything like your Chris, that slap did nothing to correct his behaviour. 

“As far as the gentleman explained, you should know everyone but me,” the boy-scout looking man said as he walked closer. His face was flushed, eyes avoiding yours. You took the hand he offered and shook it. “Ray Palmer,” he introduced himself. You studied his face, noting the pale skin that turned red so easily, the dreamy brown eyes and pullable-looking chestnut hair. 

He tried to take his hand back, but you held onto it. “And why are you here mister Palmer?” You questioned, fingers rubbing over his skin. From this close you could see his cute features in more detail. He looked around nervously and then muttered something under his breath. “When you’re in the presence of the Sorcerer Supreme, you should really speak up,” you teased him. 

“Yessir, I’m sorry uh…” You took mercy on him and let go of his hand. He straightened his back and looked around the room again. The portal he had come through was no more; he had nowhere to go. “You see it started with…” 

“He is the cause of all this, now let’s move on, before the multiverse is literally torn apart, shall we?” Lucifer interrupted. 

“Let’s commence!” Skurge shouted. Somehow he managed to get all his armour off without you noticing him undressing, his heavy cock hanging between his legs and swinging with each step he took towards you. Ray took a step aside, face red like a tomato. You reached out for Skurge’s thick cock and guided it towards your mouth. You looked over at Ray as you sloppily started licking and sucking on Skurge’s tip. When your eyes met, you gave the pale man a flirty wink.

Skurge was very vocal, praising you for your skill with comical lines that made sucking him off harder. You then felt warm hands at the edge of the blanket that was pooling at your waist. You looked over your shoulder right into bright blue eyes and a dashing smile. Oh you and James T. Kirk had your adventures in college. “May I?” He whispered, leaning close to tease your lips with his. The brief brush was enough to make you want him all over again.  

You let out a soft sigh before turning your head back around to suck Skurge off. “Do whatever you want to me, Jimmy boy,” you spoke breathlessly, before trying to take more than just the tip in your mouth. You heard Lucifer offer Jim some lube, after he had slowly dragged the fabric off your body. Jim put his cock between your cheeks, rubbing his slick cock between them and over your hole. 

You lifted your head off Skurge’s cock. You kept jerking him off as you turned your head to the side. You saw Dick Grayson on his knees, suit open a little so he could stroke his thick cock, while sucking off Peter Parker. “Hey Grayson! If you want to save the multiverse, his cum should be mine,” you scolded him. 

Dick chuckled, even when Chris shoved his cock in his face to get a turn too. “Just warming them up for you, sweetheart, don’t fret,” the man replied, before trying to deepthroat Chris’ huge meat. You rolled your eyes and went back to trying to do the same to Skurge. He stretched your throat, while Jim teased your hole. You heard Lucifer giving that Ray Palmer a warm-up, but Skurge was grabbing your head and using it like a fleshlight, so you could not watch. He held you down, cumming deep down your throat. You swallowed it all. 

You gasped when Skurge pulled out. You only got two breaths in, before Jim pushed deep inside you. You moaned, the sound growing louder when Chris grabbed your hair and tilted your head back. You stuck your tongue out as Chris stroked his cock right above you. Dick must have warmed him up good, because Jim did not even get to speed up, before Chris was spilling his load directly onto your waiting tongue. “Don’t swallow yet,” Dick told you as he shoved Chris to the side. A few seconds later, Dick’s load joined Chris’ in your mouth. Before you could swallow it, Peter was stroking himself in front of your face too. His hair was dishevelled and he looked down at you with reverence.  

You struggled with breathing as your mouth was full of cum and your ass full of Jim’s dick. You almost choked on the cum, when you felt a finger join Jim’s cock in your ass. “Lucifer, please, it’s tight enough,” Jim groaned as he continued fucking you at a leisurely pace. He was no longer being slow for your comfort, but he also wasn’t pounding you yet. 

“Get used to it, captain. Doctor Palmer would love to join you,” Lucifer mused. You whined, not sure if you dreaded having two cock in your ass or if you needed it on a spiritual level. Dick put his hand over your mouth, before telling you to swallow. It was hard with the way your body rocked and how aware you were of the cocks that just shot their load in your mouth but were still rock hard. 

Once your mouth was empty, Dick bent down and kissed you. You moaned into his mouth as Jim's cock and Lucifer's fingers were stretching out your ass. When Dick pulled away, you protested, but then a hand rested on your throat. "Just say stop if you want me to," Dick whispered in that soft, husky tone that made your cock weep. His fingers found their place and he pressed down, limiting the blood your brain was getting. 

Things got a little blurry from there. You tumbled into subspace, everything hazy and pleasurable and amazing. As if you were under a spell, your body relaxed and before you knew it, you were on your back, lying on top of Jim, while Ray's cute face hovered above you, both their cock stretching your ass open. Dick was beside you, hand on your throat and stroking Skurge with his free hand. Hands were all over you, one of them belonging to the devil scooping your cum off your stomach and massaging it into the flushed skin of your cock. 

Ray did not last long. Your hole was too tight for two cocks and when Lucifer used your cum to stick a finger inside him, it was over for the boy-scout. Through the haze of pleasure, you heard him shout. You mewled as Chris was being especially rough with your nipples, pulling and pinching. After Ray pulled out - spent - Lucifer joined Jim inside you. 

You gasped at the stretch, not knowing whose cock entered your mouth as soon as it was wide open. It didn’t matter. Your ass was stretched to the limit. Your throat was full of cock as well and you still felt the gentle pressure right below your jaw. You didn’t stand a chance against another orgasm coming over you like a wave crashing on the shore. To make matters worse, a pair of lips wrapped themselves around the tip of your cock, sucking the cum out of you and not letting go until you were crying from overstimulation. 

The cock in your throat spilled more cum inside you, before pulling out. You then saw it was Peter all along. You wouldn’t have guessed by how innocent he looked right after violating your oesophagus. You could not dwell on that thought. Dick came into your line of vision and his hand moved from your throat to your cheeks, forcing your mouth open. He spit your cum onto your tongue, then commanded you to swallow it. 

You were no longer capable of thought, swallowing any cum that landed in your mouth, even Jim’s, who bred your hole and right after put you in Lucifer’s lap so he could fuck your throat, giving you a good taste of your own ass and the mixture of cum that was in there right now. You lost track of who was releasing their load when and how often in which hole; it didn’t matter. 

By the time the men were spent, your cock was limp and incapable of getting hard again for a long time. The haze of pleasure slowly cleared from your brain as Skurge forcibly removed Chris from the premises and back into his own universe. You scrunched your face, then looked up at who was holding you like a baby. Bright blue eyes and a gentle smile looked down at you. You smiled back and leaned your head against Jim’s shoulder. “How do you feel?” Jim almost whispered. You looked around, noticing how almost everyone looked like they ran a marathon naked. Dick gave you a dopey smile from where he sat on the floor sipping on a bottle of water. Ray was the only one wearing underwear, which you noticed when he came up to you to offer you a bottle as well. You thanked him and took it. You moved off Jim and sat up, so you would not spill it everywhere. 

When the exhaustion settled, Lucifer approached you in full suit with an outstretched hand. “Shall we?” He offered with his signature smile. You handed Jim the bottle and gave a nod. You stood up, feeling cum dripping down your legs, but also the energy you have been given coursing through your chakras. 

“Let’s end this,” you spoke with determination, before you took the devil’s hand. A portal opened in front of you. A skimpy outfit that barely covered you up and definitely did not hide the cum stains drying on your body materialised on you. One last deep breath and Lucifer led you through the portal to your destiny. Let’s see what the sexual energy of the sorcerer supreme, the devil and six men could do.

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IF YOU ENJOY MY WORK AND WANT TO TRICK ME INTO WRITING MORE, REBLOG. THAT IS HOW YOU KEEP BLOGS LIKE MINE ALIVE. (and you get a mental kiss on the mouth if you leave a comment too, even if it is just WDNIEFBEILFWEIDJ)

[amidnight--dreary]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks so much for the tag @zsparz !!!💖

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

166!

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

2.013.111. I write when I‘m stressed, can you tell?

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly the MCU. Frostiron my beloved 💕 I recently posted a Huskerdust fic, though, and a couple years ago I posted some Good Omens stuff! I have another Good Omens wip brewing, but I haven‘t worked on it in a while.

4. Top five fics by kudos

First one up would be Your Call, a multi-chaptered ABO Frostiron thing that‘s sadly unfinished because I‘m not happy with where it was going somehow. Then Corners of Reality, my baby, Yes or No, Dereliktion and last but not least Vita Nova!

5. Do you respond to comments?

God I try. I’m so bad at it though. On long fics I always answer comments on the last chapter when I post the new one, but I keep forgetting to reply to comments on older chapters or oneshots😭 They all mean the world to me though.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ohh I wrote a few angsty oneshots but it‘s been a while. Maybe Here, that‘s the most recent one. Of the older ones I remember all my light most clearly. Tony is dead or dying in both of these lol, poor Loki.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I like to think the happiest endings in stories are ones you had to fight for a little bit, so maybe Dereliktion. That was a long ride filled with angst and messed up relationships lol. I think Haywire (my first and so far only Sentinel/Guide fic, I love that trope a lot akfj) also has a pretty fluffy ending, and I have some oneshots that are pretty much all fluff!!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Occasionally? Just the other day I got another anon ask on here complaining about my recent stories. Makes me extra thankful for everyone who takes the time to tell me they enjoy my stuff!!💖

9. Do you write smut?

I do! Pretty much all the time lol. I love writing Dom/sub relationships!

10. Craziest crossover?

I don‘t think I‘ve ever written one before?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yesss. I‘m not sure if they just didn’t know any better though, they deleted the copied parts as soon as I told them.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes!! I‘m always so happy when that happens!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Also yes. One year I did a whole Frostiron Advent calendar with @rabentochter (do you remember this????? How did we have the time??????? Insane) and we wrote a few more collabs beyond that.

14. All time favorite ship?

Frostiron!!!!!!!!!!!! I love my sassy messed up geniuses lol

15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Uhhh I‘ve got a few. I‘d like to finish/rewrite Your Call. Once I also had the cracky fever dream of Loki doing random standup comedy shows in New York because he‘d KILL that. Can you imagine the sarcasm. The gallow‘s humor. Anyway I started that and then realized I Cannot Write Standup Routines at all. So there‘s that.

16. What are your writing strengths?

What I like to write the most is character and relationship development, so hopefully I‘m decent at that? Also dialogue, I hope, but that kinda comes and goes depending on the conversation.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I kinda suck thinking of longish plot that goes beyond “will they kiss?? Will they FUCK???” so I’ve been trying to practice that. Also scenes with lots of action😭

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I like it. I’ve been wanting to write a fic where Tony can properly show off his language skills but I don’t know enough languages to pull that off lol

19. First fandom you wrote in?

The VERY first was Dracula, back when I was 13 or so. I had a big thing for van Helsing back then. My first fandom on ao3 was Once Upon a Time!!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Ooohhh. That would be Corners of Reality, because I worked on it for years before I even started posting it and I love how it turned out. It’s a slow burn time travel enemies to friends to almost lovers to enemies to friends to lovers to enemies to allies to lovers fic. I had SO much fun writing it I still think about it all the time😭😭

I’m just gonna tag some writers I know are on here: @endlessstairway @xottan @izhunny @arabesqueangel @bouncydragon no pressure though!! And if you see this and you’re a writer please consider yourself tagged!!💖

[bucksaiga]

The Angel On The Balcony 

Billy and Steve get an apartment in California with great lighting. While sunbathing on their balcony, Billy is taken aback by how the warm rays of the sun make him feel.

A is for Actirasty (arousal by the sun's rays)

This is the 1st fic in my Harringrove Kinktober ABCs A series of 26 unrelated ficlets about Billy and Steve, each one written for a kink that starts with every letter of the alphabet.

tagging @harringrovekinktober even though I'm not properly following the prompts lmao

Billy had forgotten how warm the California sun is. It feels so different when you’re free. Free from the darkness of your past, and the shadow of your father. 

He basked in the delightful feeling of the warm rays—the fire in his belly, the blaze in his loins, it was like sex—a beautiful union with nature.

As he sunbathed with his boyfriend, he could feel his whole body tingling and a lustful craving awakening within him. 

God, when did the sun’s rays ever feel this good?

Billy glanced over at Steve, biting his lip as he ogled at his sun kissed skin, his brown chest hairs glazed by the sun’s rays, glistening and sparkling from sweat. 

His hand made its way into his shorts, teasing his cock while he watched Steve do absolutely nothing but be beautiful, as the warmth of the sun made him feel delightfully hazy. 

“Hey, Steve?” Billy mumbled. 

Steve lazily turned to Billy and half lifted his sunglasses. “Yeah, babe?”

“Wanna go inside?”

“Y—right now?” He raised a brow. “But sunbathing was your idea, and we’ve only been out here for like 10 minutes.”

“I know but. I’m getting super horny and I really think we should go in and just—fuck in front of that big window.”

Steve removed his glasses and wrinkled his nose in bewilderment. “Uhhh…right now?”

“Yes. Right now.” Billy aggressively grabbed Steve and dragged him into their apartment, sliding the balcony door shut on their way to the bedroom. 

Keep reading on AO3

[meat-pvppet]

only now remembered my evil husband ( @spaydekingcayde ) tagged me in one of these so uhhh blows up

anyone else is free to do this ig

What is the origin of your blog title?

hrm,,,the batter off,,,,

Favorite fandoms?

i dont particularly have a "favorite" fandom cuz i dont interact with most of the fandoms i end up being a part of out of anxiety, social or otherwise

idk all fandoms seemingly feel shit cuz of how bad the bad parts get

if this were favorite media rn then thatd be OFF, coral island, destiny and like

a bunch of other shit that i cant think of rn

OTP(s) + ship name?

idfk brah most ships i have are my oc/canon ones which i could mention but id rather talk about them when i have drawings on them

ekko and jinx from arcane is a cool one ig and timebomb is such a baller name

Favourite color?

yeller

Favourite game?

coral island, fear and hunger and destiny but OFF still has the most specialest place in my heart

Song stuck in your head?

COCOA HOOVES BY GLASS ANIMALS AND ALSO INTERDIMENSIONAL BY COSMO SHELDRAKE AND ALSO APHRODITE, YOUR ELECTRIC SEXINESS BY HUMAN ZOO

Weirdest habit or trait?

idk i have alot of vocal stims and if im stressed i need to gnaw on someone or something

Hobbies

i draw i guess

and im working on some crochet projects but tbh with one of them im probably gonna learn how to knit and redo it entirely cuz holy fuck id need so much fucking yarn!!!!

If you work, what is your profession?

i'm still studying but i need to find a part-time job soon

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

animator

or some kind of art director or character designer

game deving

shit like that

Something you’re good at?

art

Something you’re bad at?

art

Something you excel at?

bitching about art and coming up with horrible situations for my ocs and making them miserable forever

Something you love?

my husbant,,,and my friends!!!!! and also art ig

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff?

my ocs

Something you hate?

man idek anymore everythings a fuck

Something you collect?

dust

ok but in all seriousness i dont really collect alot of things at the moment cuz i live in an apartment in one of the biggest cities and im currently in college so there isnt alot for me to get my hands on

Something you forget?

everything

What’s your love language?

physical touch, infodumping, generally showing people things

Favourite movie/show?

idk actually

the boy 2016 comes to mind ig

and v for vendetta

for shows uhhh

the legend of vox machina

Favourite food?

hrm,,,longanisa,,,

but also fries ig

Favorite animal?

rats,,,ive been meaning to start keeping rats in the apartment but im very hesitant to now as of late due to worries that i wont be able to provide for them properly

Are you musical?

wish i could actually write my own music, but yeah ig so stares at my electric guitar and bass that i havent touched in a while cuz ive been busy

and also smth smth the filipino stereotype of being able to sing (debatable)

What were you like as a child?

apparently i was more social as a kid

Favorite subject in school?

since im still in school technically ill just base it on that

but anyway uhhh

general education art appreciation is cool i like it

Least favourite subject?

chemistry.

What’s your best character trait?

bitches love my autism swag

What’s your worst character trait?

this is getting real personal but hi when im not feeling well mentally it takes a really long time to recover

and also i tend to misunderstand shit in the worst way possible and make myself even more upset over smth someone didnt even say

If you could change any outcome of your day what would it be?

idk as long as im not exploding in my head then its a win for the day

If you could travel in time who would you meet?

precolonial filipinos

i wanna meet them so bad i wanna know what we were like before the spanish happened

i want to know my ancestors

Recommend one of your favourite fics!

THIS SHIT GOES SO HARD

THIS TOO

and anything cayde writes cuz it makes me wanna rip my skin off <3

[iliketodecompose]

tag game 🫧

thank u b @cankersoregirl for the tag :-3 heehee

1. why did you choose your url?

it's a hobby of mine.... i am the rotting corpse she told u not to worry abt

2. any sideblogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.

NOPE. all in on this one babey. u have to put up w Everything

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

this blog! april 2021. that was when i came back to tumblr properly after like 3 years lol.

4. do you have a queue tag?

noperino

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

uhhh i wanted to leave mxtx twitter lol. i was on there at the height of the agonies. it was fun but it's easier to curate ur experience here lmfao. my first ever post was a rb of a hua cheng fancast!! awesome

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

i lov jellycat, i lov bnuy, i love pinmk. it's me i look like that.

7. why did you choose your header?

i love the eighth sense!!! and episode 6 has some of my fav colouring/shots in any show. so. one of the Classics. :)

8. what is your post with the most notes?

me going to war over the choice to not see li ming & heart kiss in moonlight chicken. i saw some ppl being rlly weird over it like .. there r 2 other adult pairings that kiss and also fuck. u don't need to see the minors kiss it's fine calm down. i was 17 when i posted it i think, so myself a minor. JUST. i don't think it's necessarily weird to see actors who r minors kiss? but if the decision was made to not show the audience here then i think that's also fine. i think it's hardly Censoring when, AGAIN, two other adult couples kiss and fuck. yea. im still pissed i think lmfao.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

idk! 6/7? :)

10. how many followers do you have?

;;)))) i like being mysterious

11. how many people do you follow?

196 lol

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

obvi

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

at least twice/3 times a day. i've been trying to limit myself to how much time i spend online lol.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

yes abeit a small one in the comments of my moonlight chicken post. i think of them and seethe.

15. how do you feel about 'you need to reblog this' posts?

so gross!!! lol!!! i hate them

16. do you like tag games?

YESSSS WHEEEEEE

17. do you like ask games?

i love playing and having fun yes

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

hm....... i shan't say ;)

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

romantically no. platonically yes. <3 LOL

20. tags?

anyone who sees this post n wants to :))))) hehe. u can say i tagged u.

[sammyluvr]

THE TAGS YES !! MAYBE READER DIDNT GO DOWN THAT PATH SAM DID WITH RUBY BUT THEYRE STILL DESPERATE TO GET HIM BACK AND ARE TRYJNG SO MUCH BUT THEY DK WHAT TO DI

THOUGHT I ANSWERED THIS DAMN. you know what i actually think i literally answered this ask in my fucking dream last night LMAO PLEASE HELP HSKDJFSLDK

anyways i was gonna say YEAH READER X RUBY because i forgot you and sam were together LMAO uhhh yeah it would definitely be so fun to see an alternate but equally desperate attempt to bring him back/get revenge for him. cuz like we gotta remember that ruby wasn't to bring him back, it was to get revenge. maybe it's still a ruby thing somehow but she tries to become reader's best friend? lie and say she can bring sam back?

and then the question is like... what actually happens to sam? does reader take a different path (no ruby) and gets him back somehow (at some dramatic cost or whatever)? is he still lucifer's true vessel? so do the angels try to keep him in hell so that lucifer can't possess him, or do they try to get him out and somehow intervene? so many things to think about i love it <3

also sam coming back to reader being addicted to demon blood would be so interesting. because i wonder how he'd react. essentially, he's not the same sam as canon. has he always felt unclean still as a kid? or is he sitting on a moral high horse now like dean? is he understanding of the addiction and does he treat it properly or is he harmful towards reader, maybe without realizing. love thinking about this all ahhhh

[seaofolives]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

(@odetoretribution tagged me!! 🫰🏽🫰🏽🫰🏽)

Three ships: clerith, gladnis, guesulemio (it's the first polycule that makes my brain go brrr ok??? so it's exciting to me to be touching foreign grass dfggguhik)

First ever ship: ode and I are the same! p sure mine is rogue and gambit! 💖

Last song: accdg to the spotify app on my phone it's doing the best i can by emily barker? but i listen to music on the browser when I'm working soooo idk if that synced up properly

Last Movie: my mom and I watched forrest gump again from start to end while we were waiting for the internet people to come over and fix our wifi. and you know there's smth sad about how we followed forrest's entire life but the wifi people never arrived 🤣🤣🤣

Currently Reading: moribito: guardian of the spirit by nahoko uehashi which is fun. it's a light read, nice world-building, and i should have finished it but uhhh im writing so uhhhhh yeah it's a bad habit coming back

Currently Watching: mobile suit gundam: the witch from mercury which will NOT DROP A NEW EP TOMORROW RIP 💀💀💀 but I'm also watching slam dunk. when the trauma of the asticassia school of technology gets to be too much, i do run to shohoku high school to decompress ahahahahaha

Currently Consuming: what the fuck question is this

Currently craving: we might go out for some legit ramen later so!!!!!

Tagging: UHHHHHHH @isleofair @mokulule (you tagged me in a meme once but i don't remember if i ever got to it o_o;;;; i should look) @safarikalamari (you're on here by default) @babywarg (do you even do these memes on here???) @star54kar (look I don't have a lot of friends ok sorry for dragging you in here) @gingerel (I'm just tagging whoever now sorry if you don't do this but I don't like submitting exam papers with blank answers if you know what I mean!!!!!!) @schadenfreudessa @ofdemonsandangels @mint-mango

[starsburnout]

my thoughts and feelings about jedi survivor (spoilers ahead)

ok so i've finished the storyline of jedi survivor and i thought i would express my many feelings about this amazing game (in case i wasn't obvious lol, i LOVED it.)

so the game takes place 5 years after jedi fallen order, and of course lots of things have happened between JFO and JS, one of which is the crew went their separate ways and it becomes clear that cal wasnt happy with that. eventually they all reunite and everything is nice and there is hope and then you remember this is star wars and it's set during the empire and so that hope turns to dust real quick and it's AGONIZING.

GOD i can't stop thinking about bode and his betrayal i dont remember the last time i was so fucking shocked over a character's betrayal, i was never shocked with anakin because uhhh yeah he was always meant to be darth vader lol, but with bode??? i did NOT see it coming. it especially sucks because i really liked him. and the fact that he used to be a JEDI???? THAT FUCKING SHOOK ME TO THE CORE. i feel so bad for his daughter OH my god :( she lost her parents at such a young age i want to cry (I LOVE that merrin especially tries to help and comfort her because she can relate im going to sob)

cere junda.....oh man. oh god. my love for cere is endless and im still processing her death (YES I KNOW SHES A FICTIONAL CHARACTER I CANT HELP HOW I FEEL LOL) i actually already kinda knew she was going to die because i saw gifs but i feel like i would have been even MORE upset if i didnt know because OH my god.........the darth vader and cere fight scene was SO cool though like tragedy aside i loved being able to do that omg you cant really properly fight darth in JFO and i loved that you could this time while playing as cere

god cal crying while holding her body wrecked me.....i wont be forgetting that anytime soon, if ever.

CAL AND MERRIN ARE ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH im gonna admit and say i never called myself a cal/merrin shipper but i HAVE loved their dynamic and i love romance so im definitely shipping them now lol (MERRIN BEING THE FIRST TO INSTIGATE THEIR KISS.....WE LOVE TO SEE IT)

greez........i love greez :) i DO want to know what happened to his arm because OH my god wtf anyway i love that he has a saloon, good for him. this game made me love him even more. he just loves his found family :((( AND OH MY GOD HE WAS SO HEARTBROKEN AFTER CERE I WANT TO THROW UP

this is getting absurdly song omg sorry lol im sure im forgetting some things but these are the most significant moments that happened and i wont be forgetting anytime soon lol

also btw i straight up cried during the funeral scene which is the last scene that plays before the credits. the force theme played which probably contributed to my tears lol

anyway the ending was perfect, this game is perfect, the emotional devastation is perfect, the gameplay is perfect, i cannot recommend this game ENOUGH. if you like star wars and souls-like games. if you've read this far please feel free to reblog and say "so true op" in the tags lol

[freebooter4ever]

Ok since hockey has slowed down a bit, im gonna properly listen to The*Russ*an*Five by Ke*th Gave all in one go and pick it apart like i do. Any names/keywords will be censored because of tumblr's idiot policy of auto tagging shit. My OWN liveblog tag will be "trf liveblog" for any blacklisting purposes, though i dont think i will spam too much. Sorry. Just be grateful its an audio book and i no longer own highlighters and notebooks like my poor history textbooks. I could be WAY more annoying trust me.

Some notes on the bias - this book is interesting because its a primary source, but the author is uhhh.....pro america to put it nicely. Im not exactly a fan of the united states of america, i think thats pretty obvious from my blog - my personal point of no return was in high school: learning about the imperialist policies and interference in south america and the sheer hypocrisy of how my country does one thing and then will condemn another country for doing what amounts to the exact same thing. The writer of this book, however, definitely falls under the category of america stan. :/ i think he tries to frame it like its because he was an active agent during the cold war, and ok sure.

BUT my own grandfather was at the center of the space race during the apollo 11 era - im looking at the medallion he received sitting on my desk as i write. And from everything i remember, whenever we would go to the museum of flight and grandpa would wander around commenting on this or that, he spoke with the same admiration for the advancements russia was making during that time as the stuff he worked on himself. And i think there's something to be said that without the political competition and nonsense, the united states as a whole would never funded the space race like they did, and grandpa might never have gotten his rocket to the moon. And yet there's also something to be said about how so much money was being poured into going to the moon, that other areas of public life were being neglected. - lovecraft country makes this arguement heavily, so does hidden figures. My grandfather was working in a tiny integrated subsection of alabama (with very FEW black coworkers - one of whom i met), on a project intended to showcase the prestige of american ingenuity to the world, at a time when segregation and racism marked our country's history horrifically and caused countless deaths that history would prefer to forget. But russia is the enemy we are supposed to hate.

What im saying is there is nuance to everything. And this book has fucking NONE of it lol.

[lifenconcepts]

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats  No it’s rather pathetic and by that I mean abandoned

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? Need more angst

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you loveFUCKKK I CANT! It’s a physical copy cuz I download music

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? 10 because I don’t do it.

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis!!!!!!!!!! 🏚️🚪🧪🧿🛠️

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help? Uhhhmmmmm @caffeinated-eccentric-polymorph :)

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love THE MAN DOWNSTAIRS I won’t link it BUT OG MY GODH THE gravity falls fandom can go wild.

💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?  About 2 :) not counting my other email which has 4,000.

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis @primalshane I need your existence in every waking second of the day.

🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?  All of the above and more!!!! 🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before. about.. me? Or characters?? Oh fuck it have both- I write in my journal a lot of I/Me/My but on character ai strictly he/they/the man/it (shut up I know A.I. sucks but I can’t help myself.

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time? The voices /hj

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings. Sherlock secretly is touch starved and John was very gently reintroduced touch into his main diet and constantly seeks out to occasional give pats or hugs of encouragement and Sherlock just internally freaks out but has gotten used to it.

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual? Compliment me and give me attention. Litterally you don’t understand how wild I go for this 🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now. I’m maturing at a good rate and pace, my future seems clear, I’m content with now.

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app? uhhh let me check:

I slept so damn nice on the 10th and even tho I only got 4 hours, my dreams were so colourful (metaphorically) and intriguing!!

The amount of nutrients will affect the growth of things. Spores are the way mushrooms reproduce.

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character. John Watson isnt soft but docile.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? Guns :) and I’d say this ain’t weird but I don’t think the fbi agent likes me opening 20 tabs of gun info. Didn’t even get to use any of the shit I learnt. 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on. THE KISS OF THE DIVINE WILL ALLOW YOUNTO CREATE POETRY UNLIKE NO OTHER AND YOUR HAND WILL NOT BE YOURS BUT THE WORDS WILL BE! Or do you mean in general oh god I presumed you meant writing.

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best? IDFK MAN IVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR YEARS ☹️☹️☹️☹️ 🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity 🙂 KILL YO- ahem. Just don’t write. Simple as. you have high expectations but that gets you nowhere, allow yourself to relax.

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh. I guess we doing —— now.

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? A psychoanalysis of how I wrote it.

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate. Idk man. No one comes to mind.

🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told? That I would kms, but in reality it’s just the only way to express the depth that I am pained by in a way that properly reflects other people’s kindness idfk

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately. Fuck oh duck oh fuxk oh duxk oh fuck!!!! Uh umh hnh uhhhhhm I really wanna experience more mortal pains, both psychological and also temperature wise and also blood.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?  SHERLOCK HOLMEs, ILY ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE!!!!!

🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing. Fuckkk uhhh.. I’m perfect ! Okay but maybe take into consideration how much I ACTUSLLY stay on topic, which is nice for stories if I stray but in reality a bit annoying to read.

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises? Depends on the execution.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here. later

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? well my ao3 I went by something like LifeNdeath “life and death” and then changed to LifeNreality and now I just have a habit of making usernames start with LifeN and just whatever the site is for, so here, I am a concept :)

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them. Fuckkk idk man uhhhhh @primalshane best creature on earth that I deeply care about and wish for goodness to seek them out yipppeee.

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them. I do!

I love to bully him

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it. Too many answers for this so I got no answer for this.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately? Any sort of kink or fetish although I’ll turn a blind eye if it’s blood/knives/sadism/masochism.

Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats  🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?  🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love 🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? 🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis 🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help? 🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love 💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?  🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis 🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?  🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before 🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?  🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings 🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual? 🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now 📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?  🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character 🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on ❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best? 🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity 🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh  🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? 🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate 🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told? 🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately  🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?  🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing 🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises? 🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here ☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? 🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them 🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them 🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it 🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?