#idk what tag i used previously sorry

[sentinel-prime-after-dark]

Ok how do we feel? How are we feeling about first-time hypersensitivity in Cybertronians?

[jinstronaut]

this is also why i stopped using my tracked tag for a while tbh

[talkorsomething]

want to cut my hair again like you wouldn't believe. What are the possible consequences of going bald

[si11yw0rm]

OPEN WIDE.

blurb: your boyfriend invited you for lunch at his office because he is stressed, and you decide to help him out. (it's not assistant x boss). reader is a sub/brat afab and has being dating Miguel for 10+ months (no use of y/n)

tags: oral (m rec.), dirty talk (praise and degradation), semi public (on couch inside his office. you dont take off your clothes.), swallowing, hair pulling, Miguel whimpers (i cant help it, i am sorry), you don't get caught. use of little spider, baby, and love.

a/n: no beta read (ignore the mistakes i would correct them when i wake up lol). no word count (idk. i am barely awake as is. i am sane dw). was previously part of a kinktober masterlist.

Miguel had his head across your lap, and you were playing with his hair. His eyes were closed, but you knew he wasn't sleeping. You had just finished lunch, picking up some empanadas from the cafeteria for him.

You knew whatever was stressing him out was really bad when he didn't eat any of them. "Miggy."

He made a grumbling sound of acknowledgement, his hands lifting to guide your hands to the hair closer to his forehead.

It wasn't a secret that the head of the spider society had trauma of his own, though it had taken a while for him to open up to you and let you past that hard shell to see the inner still grumpy but soft bear inside him.

Still, he rarely talked unless it was necessary.

Or when he was shouting Spanish curse words at recruits who messed up.

"Miggy." You said again, this time tugging on his hair until he cursed, his eyes opening.

"Yes, baby?"

"You are so tense." You whispered, running your hands through his hair, sliding your hands down the side of his chin.

He sighed, his eyes fluttering close before his hands come up in his hair to link with yours.

"It's work. Jess brought in a new batch, and they are causing unnecessary problems. And that fucking anomaly in the..." He trailed off, cursing off and sighing.

You noticed his claws had come out and you take his hands in yours, pressing into his palm to watch them softly retract into the pads of his fingers.

"I could help you destress."

Miguel always said no whenever you asked because he was afraid he would hurt you with how big he was. But you wanted him to.

If he understood what you meant, he didn't show it. But you knew he did.

He laughed instead, his eyes still closed as you press against his palm again. "You do enough just being here, little spider."

You bit your lip, dropping his hand. "That's not what I meant by destress."

Miguel's eyes snapped open and the lust that burned in them before the blanket came on had you smirking. You had always known that he wanted it too.

"Baby..."

"I want to, Miggy. Please." You slid your hands into the small spot behnd his ear and he groaned, his hips already lifting off the couch.

"I am going to hurt you." He was getting off your lap now, and you almost whined at the loss of contact.

"I can handle it." You said, sliding your hands over his chest.

Miguel shook his head, pinning your hands to his chest. "Mi vida, you don't understand. I barely control myself with you as it is."

One hand slid up your chest, before sweeping across your throat and his finger tugged your lips down.

"If I hurt you, I would never be able to live with myself, baby." You saw the unposken trauma in his eyes, one that you knew stemmed from his backstory.

You wished you could cover him and protect him from what he had gone through, and you grabbed his hand, wrapping your fingers around his wrist.

"Miguel."

He stared at you, his eyes running over every feature of your face before he sighed, snaking his hand up higher to grab the back of your head.

"On one condition."

"Anything."

"You tell me if it gets too much." You thought of protesting, but the look he pinned you with made your mouth snap shut and you nodded.

"Dios, you really want to do this." He muttered as you got off the couch, sliding to your knees in front of him.

He slipped his hands in your hair, and laughed, before grabbing your hands at his belt buckle. "Slowly, baby."

"Sorry." You whispered, even though you weren't sorry at all.

He stared at you, before dropping those eyes to your lips. "You remember your promise?"

You nodded and he let go of your hands, and you started undoing his belt buckle, keeping your eyes on your hands. You could feel his eyes burning a hole at the top of your head.

You finally got it free, and you pushed it aside to reveal his black briefs, the one you had helped him pick when you went shopping last week.

"Take me out." His voice had gotten that bedroom tilt, the one it always got whenever you were both about to lose yourselves in each other.

But you could also hear the shake behind it.

You could still feel how tight his body was strung up, and you let your eyes lift up to meet his, and you straightened, and he brought his lips down to meet yours.

He sighed when your lips met, and his hands cup your face, pulling you into him. "I could never get over this."

His tongue swept over your bottom lip, and you wordlessly opened your lips in invitation. His hands moved to your neck, not choking or squeezing, just holding you in place.

"Christ, you drive me insane, baby."

He traced the line of your jaw, his lips making a path upward toward your nose, before coming down to kiss your neck again.

It was muscle memory that made you roll your neck to the side to allow him better access, and Miguel took full advantage, leaving a litter of hickeys on your neck.

The skin of your neck was getting warm beneath his breath and lips, and the burning twisting sensation inside you started spreading, building into a bundle in your core where it gathered and grew with each brush of his lips.

A small, soft moan escaped your lips and Miguel hissed, pulling away to stare at you. "Dios mío, nunca podría cansarme de mirarte así."

You barely understood what he was saying, but you didn't need to. The look in his eyes were enough words.

"Be a good girl and take me out."

You slipped yours hands into his boxers, tugging it down as his hips lifted off the couch. He was already obscenely hard, and you could have sworn your mouth watered.

He was thick, long and curved in a way that made you remember how well he hit the spots inside you and make you break apart.

"If you are going to keep staring at me like that, I am not responsible for my actions." He muttered, his tone careful as if he was afraid to set you off.

"You are beautiful." You whispered and lifted your eyes in time to see him blush, and he lifted one hand to cover his face.

You took that opportunity to ease him into your mouth, and Miguel swore, both hands dropping to grip your hair and you could feel the sharp ting of his claws.

You groaned, and you felt them retract, but before you could complain he started talking.

"You have no idea how amazing your mouth feels right now, little spider." He groaned as you ease him more into your throat, breathing slowly through your nose.

"Baby, you need..." You ignored him, easing him further down and lifting your hands to softly grip his balls.

Miguel made a weird noise in the back of his throat, and you bit back a grin, moving backwards before swirling your tongue over and around the smooth head.

You couldn't help yourself as you looked up at him, and he had his hands over his face, and you could tell he was holding himself back, so you jerked forward until you gagged and he let out a string of Spanish curses.

“Yes, Christ, you are perfect.” he whispered and his eyes snapped open and he looked at you, the pride you saw there made its way down your spine.

“Just like that, baby.”

His hand climbed its way into your hair and he stared at you, halting your movements. “You want more, baby? You want me to take over?”

Miguel's iris's were red, and his hair was falling over his face as he leaned forward, and you nodded.

You would take anything he gave you.

Using the grip he had on your hair, he pulled your head toward his hips, feeding his cock even deeper into your mouth.

It made your jaw ache, considering how big he was and how little you had taken in before, but you didn't feel nervous. Even though you had no control over how much he tried to shove in.

But Miguel went slowly at first, stopping when he hit the back of your throat and before hissing and pulling out again.

He waited for your nod before he did it again, and this time you leaned into it and tried to take him deeper. You knew when he breached the back of your throat, sliding in and you forced yourself to relax, breathing in through your nose.

Miguel whimpered, making a pained groan afterwards before running his other hand over your jaw and throat. “That feels fucking amazing, querida.”

His hand remained in your hair, easing your mouth into soft strokes, while you tried to focus on working your tongue along his dick.

It made you think you were a little sick to enjoy the way he was using your mouth, but you couldn't form a single thought as he thrust gently between your lips.

“Oh fuck. Yeah. Yeah, just like that. You are doing so good for me, baby.” His praise caused a fire to ignite in your belly, and he curled his fingers into your hair, effectively ruining your hair further.

You let him take control, and you could tell he was getting close when he let out a string of Spanish and gripped your hair so hard you actually lost you felt a twinge of pain shoot up your scalp.

You ignored his tugging, clearly telling you to get off if you didn't want his cum down your throat, but you ignored him, sucking harder while your hands snaked up to cup and caress his balls.

"Ah Dios."

You felt him shoot down your throat and his grip in your slacked as you lifted your eyes to see him rest his head against the couch.

"You like?" You asked, moving off him and helping him tuck himself back into his briefs.

Miguel's head lifted, his eyes dropping down to your lips and his thumb pulled it down. "Open."

You did, and it should be sick how the pride in his smile made your entire body lit up, but his hands slid over to rub that spot behind your ear and all your thoughts flew outside the window.

"My dirty little girl got what she wanted, didn't she?"

You nodded, smiling and dropping your eyes to his cock, which was already forming a bulge in his trousers. "Can I go again?"

"Oh no, love." His hands snaked under your arms, pulling you off the floor and onto his lap.

"Now? Now it's your turn."

You didn't argue.

[20dollarlolita]

20dollarlolita pattern school step 3) prep and pattern selection.

NOTE: Here's a link to the pattern school discord. If this link has expired, please message me off-anon and I can send you one. I like to get to know everyone in the pattern school and so I don't let too many people in at once, so that I don't get overwhelmed.

So quick summary of where we were: Pattern School is a project that I'm working on in this blog, and that has an accompanying Discord server. The purpose of Pattern School is to teach people, though hands-on experience, the consistent conventions that sewing patterns use. It also teaches basics about how to transform patterns into designs that do what you want them to do. Pattern School is divided up into steps. Each step builds on the skills of the previous one, and each one teaches new elements.

Here's the pattern school tag, in chronological order.

In step 1, everyone follows a commercial pattern with notches, grainlines, and written instructions. This pattern is for something that is not fitted to a human body/is not multi-sized. In this step, we make sure that everyone has a basic foundation understanding of how commercial patterns are made. We choose a non-fitted item so that selecting the correct fit and adjusting for body shape is not necessary. If the student wishes, an additional challenge for step 1 will be to look at a pattern, see if it's usable in lolita fashion, and make good fabric and trim selections to make a usable lolita item.

In step 2, we take a pattern for pajama pants and use it to create bloomers. This step introduces the basics of pattern manipulation. We go into how to remove seam allowance, measure ourselves for fullness, and assemble a garment from a modified pattern. Once again, there is a challenge of choosing good trim and fabric options to build a usable lolita garment.

In step 3, we will be making a lolita or lolita-adjacent garment for ourselves. This garment will be a fitted item, and it will have a closure. What's a closure? Closures are something that opens and closes to allow the wearer to get in and out of the garment. Closures can be zippers, button plackets, hooks and eyes, IDK freaking magnets or something, if you want to put velcro as a closure then more power to ya, but your garment needs to have some kind of closure. I've made resources for how to put in zippers, but other closures are probably also acceptable. Pullover elastic is not a closure. We are making a garment for ourselves because it's a lot easier to make a fitted garment when you have the body you're using right there with you at all times. If you are always with another human being while you sew, you could probably use them, but the critical component is that you have the body accessible to you all the time.

This time, the challenge is also to make something that either can be part of your lolita wardrobe, or that forces you to choose and style something that has a lot of lolita fashion aesthetics. If you want to pick a lolita-adjacent concept, like Aristocrat or Fairy Kei, you're probably fine? If you're doing this on your own, the person who decides if you're cheating is you. If you're in the Discord, you can ask if something's acceptable and like 15 people will disagree with it before tagging me and then I make up an answer on the spot. I firmly belive that Ouji is just lolita with pants and doesn't need to be stated separately.

I previously made a very long list of garments that you can make EGL fashion with, but it's older and some of the patterns are out of print. So, here's a few hours of me going through the big 4 pattern website and finding stuff that has potential.

Dresses:

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So quick note: my image editing software kept refusing to function with images off simplicity.com, so we're going to alternate between funky screenshots and semi-competent images. I'm not sorry.

Left | Center | Right

Any time you're making a lolita dress from an existing dress pattern, you'll need to check that the skirt will hold our petticoats. Frankly, most of them don't. You've done the bloomer step, so you do have experience with this kind of modification, but I'll do a tutorial later about checking this and drafting your own skirt onto an existing bodice. For step 3, doing a commercial pattern for the bodice and then following a web tutorial for the skirt totally counts. What we're looking for in a dress pattern is the ability to mod it into a working lolita dress. Please note that Simplicity 8444 (the pirated-but-not-pirate lolita dress) and Simplicity s9735 (the “why'd you use Derpy-chan??”) dresses are not eligible for Step 3, as they are both elastic pullovers.

Top Left | Top Center | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

Blouses: However, Simplicity 8444 and s9735 both have blouses that work for step 3. If you want to build the JSK on your own and then follow the blouse pattern for step 3, you're good.

The McCall Titanic looking thing is a really fun blouse to make for this, and it's got a back zipper, so if you're not confident in your button-sewing then it's a good option.

Any button-up that goes all the way to the neck has some lolita potential. M8463 is actually pretty loliable on its own.

Top Left | Top Center | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

Vests are easy to make, don't take a lot of fabric (so you can use some really fancy fabric and have it not break the bank). You're going to have to find a good reference image for lolita but they're really good for ouji and aristocrat, so they get a category.

Top Left | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

I've just always wanted to make my own lolita coat so they get a category. Once again, you're going to need to double check that the flare fits your skirts.

Left | Right

Welcome to the weird shit category. There's a costume shop near me that sells these funky bolero steampunk things and I've always wanted to put it in a coord, so it's on here. The other one is a top that you could probably use as the top half of a JSK, so if you want to make a coordinating skirt then you could have some fun separates. I think handmade lolita needs more coordinating separates. They're a real thing but I want them to be more common.

So that's in no way a complete collection of patterns you can use, but I hope that's got some kind of inspiration about pattern. My test garment was made off an etsy pattern. There's plenty of other patterns out there. This was just the fastest way for me to showcase some patterns that do work.

We'll do a little more about looking at style lines and finding how to understand this a little better in the future, but for now here we are.

[rabbit-parasite]

Intro post!!

”Ha! I’m never impuls…is that a yo-yo?”

^art by @/kamikan

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Hi hello!! My name is Hase or Yuichi, but nicknames work too :P

This is my side blog (wowie) somewhere where I can ramble on about stupid things, interact with my friends, and share some of my kin memories/feelings. (Truthfully, I’m going to be very lenient with this blog because it’s mainly an ask blog)

KINFAAAAAMM🫶 (I’m so sorry for the tags guys I wanted to re-do this)

Lima bean!! (Leon) -> @thebettertwin-obviously smooches you on the forehead /p

Dontron -> @don-a-tron9000

Old Lima bean (old Leo) -> @dis-in-disaster

Dontron 2.0 (old Donnie) -> @aster-in-disaster

Not apart of the kinfam but I’m legally obligated to include her (the bestie) -> @secretlytherealsonicthehedgehog

Boundries + other stuff under the cut^^

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Boundries!

Before we start I'd like to say that I am NOT a roleplay blog. I'm a Yuichi Usagi fictionkin, not a roleplayer. I'm still a teen IRL and will block you if you're weird.

Do NOT send me asks about romantic relationships with other characters from my media, (or frankly, any other media) as I do not see them that way and I am aroace. I'm also in a qpr...so please just don't.

You can send in any asks you want! Art requests, questions about myself or my media, you can even just say hi! Anything that isn’t weird or previously stated to be off limits is on the table, go nuts!

I have absolutely no problem with doubles or mediamates! (it would actually be so cool of you to,, idk,,, interact maybe /nf)

I also love to discuss my media! I don't have bad memories/feelings tied to events (that I'm aware of) so genuinely don't be afraid to ask me things about it!!

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Tags!

I'll be a little more organized on this blog, so here's what tags will look like:

My own art (often reblogged from my main account) will be under # 🖌️ my art

Fictionkin memories or feelings will be under # 💭 memories

Ask games will be under # 🫐 ask game

Me answering questions will be under # 🫐 answered

Me talking about random shit or just other stuff will be under # 🍰 rambles

ME INTERACTING WITH THE SILLIES # 🫶 kinfam

Other tags will be added as I use the blog more^^

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Other!

Gender is weird, but my current pronoun preference is he/him and bun/bun's. You can use other pronouns as well (like it/its) but just don't use she/her.

My main blog -> parasitic-anomaly

Casey blog

[blingblong55]

Match -John 'Soap' MacTavish

Based on a request:

heyyy :D I'm kind new round here but wanted to request something :3 [idk if there's rules to this u don't have to do this] could I plz request masc!reader x dom!soap fluff? like just cute stuff? light teasing but other than that they're just being cute together? idk he's my comfort character anyways love you <3 *mwah* ---- GN!Masc!Reader, fluff, dom!Soap?, established!relationship, teasing? ----

A/N: Honestly, I'll probably come back to this one and rewrite it so if its absolute shit, I'm sorry

You were the scientist on base, Soap was in charge of watching over your section. "So, what's this do?" he points to a beaker with green liquid. "Don't touch it, if dropped it will burn your skin." You said with a neutral tone. "Love, c'mon, yer think I'm that dumb?" he walks over to you. "Is my pretty scientist that worried she is dating a dumb soldier?" his arms wrapped around you. "No," you smile, giving up that neutral face you had previously. "Good, you know, bonnie, if yer were dating another smart guy, yer wouldn't have this much fun," his hands trailing down to your inner thighs.

You walk away, "I'm busy Johnny," you remind him and walk to the cabinet. "Oh, is my little nerd too busy for their boyfriend?" You look at him, "I'm not a nerd." He chuckles, "Let me fix that," he clears his throat, "Is my big dummy too busy for their boyfriend?" he smirks. "Shut up," you laugh lightly.

Your lab coat off as you begin to write on the files. He leans on the door frame, arms crossed as he gives you that teasing look. "You look so cute when you think, my little dummy" he chuckles and inspects his gun, but keeping his gaze on you. "You know why it's bad to tell a chemistry joke to a chemist?" Another joke he'd say. "Because they always react" he begins to laugh hard. You can't help but laugh with him. He walks over to you. "C'mon darling, what'da say we head back home and I teach you how to use me?" Blue puppy eyes on yours. "Johnny, don't start. I'm seriously busy," you brush him off but he can't have that.

He leans over the lab table and watches you, his calloused fingers playing with your lab's badge. "You look so cute in this picture, you'd look cuter if you had even shorter hair." He brushes your hair and smiles. "Even shorter? No way, I know where this is going. I'm not getting a mohawk," you chuckle. "Oh c'mon, imagine how cute we'd look, me with my mohawk and you with yours, we'd be the perfect couple." He smiles and winks.

"Mm, no." He chuckles, "Fine, love." His warm lips on your cheek, "At least let me get some cuddles after this. My little dummy deserves some cuddles for being so smart," he whispers by your ear. It wasn't that he wanted to pull you away from your job but he knew you'd been working on the research for over 12 hours and he knew rest was much needed. He of course had luck, with you and him walking back to your quarters and cuddling. The bed sheets are warm, his arms holding you tight as he brushes your hair.

"You think we can go and annoy the LT?" "Want to go do it now?" You suggest and he grins "I call shots in annoying him at dinner." "Only if I can tell him some terrible joke that makes him mad." "Deal." And so you both go to the common room and annoy Ghost, something that has become usual and fun for both of you. "You two are disgustingly made for each other." Ghost says as he is squished between both of you. "We know," Soap and you say at the same time, Soap giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

A/N: Not really proud of it but I do hope you like it at least <3

Tags: @queen-ilmaree @sad1st1c-wh0re @stupendousstrangerdreamer

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

Hi!

I do not answer donation asks and do not reblog most donation posts. For my mental health. Seriously.

Nicholases: Anthony Mikey

Nicks: ant; glow

Gender: wobbly (transmasc enby)

Pronouns: ey/vey/zey/they/he any just get silly

Orient.: aro/ace

Status: queerplatonic whore WITH THE BEST QP GF IN THE WORLD

Age: minor ig

Pronouns Page

Languages: English (native), Spanish (decent), Romanian (bad)

Brain Stuff: OCD, ADHD, autism, psychosis, PTSD, bipolar disorder

Physical Stuff: hyper-mobile Ehlers Danlos Spectrum Disorder; postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome; migraines

DMs?: I’m awkward and may not answer at all. If I don’t say anything after like, two days just assume I either forgot or was just uncomfortable but didn’t want to say anything. Feel free to try again if u want with something else I might reply then. I’m an unpredictable feral rat about DMs sometimes. Idk. Don’t assume I hate you.

Tone tags?: yes

Asks: anything nonsexual and not asking me for money I will not respond to those

Flirting/compliments?: non romantic and nonsexual

Swearing: I swear so much I don’t always register the use of the word fuck and my phone has autocorrected ‘duck’ to ‘fuck’ before.

Previously pinned post: horses

My overly active ao3: ant_is_in_an_anthill

My neglected art blog: @ants-awesome-art-blog (also present here tagged as ‘ant art go brr’)

My danger days fic specifically: endangered gays fic (yes! That’s me!! I’m that guy!! Yippee!!)

Side blogs:

@cherri-cola-soda & @broken-acid-in-the-morning-light & @moth-moon-the-whore & @dead-spider-in-the-sun & @crazy-yellow-bitch (kjrp)

Things I talk about pretty consistently:

- danger days

- Myself

- My danger days fic

Blog tags and more abt me under the cut

Things I talk about sporadically:

- Dracula

- The Historian

- The end Cretaceous Extinction Event

- Star Wars

- TMA & TMAGP

- Languages

- Bears in trees

- Other assorted music artists

- My intense craving for a Mikey Way 2012 fender bass guitar

Tags (I’m still sorting my blog so it’s sporadic and more will be added)

Chaoticbuggybitchboy - literally anything I said words on

Some blogs I interact with semi regularly have their urls tagged

Malevolent ant - me thinking about malevolent whenever I remember to listen to it (sunny I’m so sorry)

Complaining - me. Complaining. About anything and everything

I have a couple levels of vent tags there’s mild vent and cw vent

Infodumping in the tags again - what it sounds like

Ant activated - things relating to world events and general activism stuff

Making up words - for when I’m making up words again

Me when he /p - me posting about a boy I like. I’m sorry. Not stopping.

Ayudame - when I need help but in Spanish

Wtnv rambles - welcome to Nightvale, where I ramble.

Ant the space cadet - Star Wars talk

Showing and telling :] - yeah

My posts that hit it off - ones that took off in some way

My hit bit posts - the two(!!!!) posts bears in trees official reblogged

Marigold corpse fic - a different thing I wrote, also up on ao3 :]

Ant makes polls - get this I make polls

Danger days tags:

Danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys - umbrella tag for all danger days content (yes I chose the longest possible tag)

Endangered gays fic - my massive fic series and anything at all related to it (including when I ramble in the tags so remember to check there if ur interested)

Danger days - general danger days; not associated with my fic

Danger days art - art

Ddttlotfk - album stuff talking about the songs rather than the lore

[gasolinerainbowpuddles]

Pedro memes pt 4

previously, on "Puddles has a problem": ✨part 1✨ ✨part 2✨ ✨part 3✨

I'm not sure what happened, but this one is Javi heavy lol

I present to you the ✨Javi-tachi collection✨

@tightjeansjavi hahahaha

idk why I have so many medieval themed memes. that one's gonna be for my therapist to dissect hahahaa

there's lore for this one. suffer as I have suffered.

*~yOuR tOnE sEeMs ReAlLy PoInTeD rIgHt NoW~*

EDIT: I FEEL LIKE SUCH AN ASS I FORGOT TO FUCKING TAG @pedropascalito FOR CREDIT OF WHERE I GOT THE STILLS FOR THIS I'M SORRY :( PLZ DON'T HATE MEEEEEE ILY

hahaha I'm sorry Pedro I'm rly rly sorry

RIP to a real one

stop playin w me, im fuckin unstable lmao

Miller Bros together, for the fic writers puttin in the work lately on this duo (@thetriumphantpanda , @strang3lov3 , & @pascalsbby)

here's a bonus that I encourage y'all to recklessly drop into people's inboxes! gift somebody w a visit from the Pedro fairy and spread good vibes :) and tag me if you want so I can see how far our little Pedro fairy travels!

hello, new followers.

I do post memes (now), but I mostly post fic stuff. If that interests you at all, you can check out my masterlist.

catch ya later, ♥Puddles♥

tagging at random bc Tumblr is a piece of shit, but it's mostly the fic writers who write such amazing shit that got me making these memes in the first place bc my brain HAD TO DO SOMETHING WITH THE FEELINGS after reading their work: @toxicanonymity @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @toomanystoriessolittletime @talaok @atticrissfinch @chloeangelic @cavillscurls @joelscruff @tieronecrush @worhols @northernbluess @netherfeildren @gracieispunk @darkroastjoel @jksprincess10 @jrrmint @walkintotheriveranddisappear @wannab-urs @frannyzooey @ezrasbirdie @fuckyeahdindjarin @psychedelic-ink @atinylittlepain @swiftispunk @the-ginger-hedge-witch @bageldaddy

ty all for the wonderful stories you share w us! and for inspiring some of us to write our own shit :)

[konaanaria13]

ALRIGHT. So first of all, No I don't know what this is or who it is about. Second of all I was listening to twenty one pilots and imagine dragons and then I switched to two feet and I was writing with that so I present to u what ever the fuck happened there.

Its basically Royal Bodyguard and Princess now Queen. This doesn't have a backstory but it should start with her accusing her Bodyguard who she has had for years on no end of poisoning her even though it obviously wasn't him!

And then just heavy smut yep yep yep!

MINORS DNI

Warnings: mentions of violence, being shot, stabbed, cut, sewed up again and so on. Death of characters and the following trauma. Just heavy sex along with biting, first time with each other, blowjob(male receiving) begging.

This was not written for a specific Character so I'm gonna tag some of the tags that I have previously written for or I'm fond of at the moment

I haven't Grammar checked it either so....

If you don't like something  msg me and I'll correct it...

Also may or may not be expecting a part two...? Maybe if you guys want it idk sorry for long introduction

Thanks!

"I always stood by your side. I fought! I almost died several times! I have scar's that we're meant for you! I have the knives of the poor souls trying to stab you saved in a locket so that if you the princess wants them she can use them even if they have my blood on it! I have every bullet that was aimed for you In that stupid locket to I should probably return them though!" She took three steps back.

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"I did not. I never ever ever. Even think of betraying you!" His voice echoer lauder than meant to in the room as he took three steps forward.

"I had my stomach sewed shut more times than you can count! And still I'm standing here having to tell you that I'm not the one who tried to poison you?! How can you even look me in the eyes?!" It was probably the first time he was hurt in years. His fingers almost started to tremble before he remembered who he was. She had already started crying but tears wouldn't help her because the only person who could help her was the one she accused of killing her.

"I was the one who stood with you when she died! When your father died! But know when your up on your little thrown you forget it all!? Why? Because people are trying to kill you? What is it something new?" In a quick motion he had taken his shirt of and the first time she saw all of the countless scars which we're supposed to be her like he said.

"Do you see them? I'm fucking scarred but you believe I'm trying to kill you when all I have ever done is love and protect you!?" He was down to his last words when she fell down on her knees and he was soon to follow her holding her up and making her look at his face.

"I would never hurt you?! How can you do this to me?" He asked and her tears fell on his hand and sweet voice turned into the most painful scream and his heart felt like it was about to break apart.

"Don't cry for me" he begged and she almost threw up before being able to talk.

"I can't have you do this anymore" she cried and his hands cradled her hair slowly turning his harsh touch into a soft and loving one as if a switch had been pulled.

"I can't have your blood on me please just go! I can't have you die on me please!" She begged back Her voice made him want to start to cry but he kept reminding himself not to.

"Please please i can't have you die, please don't leave me, please please i need you? Can't you hear me leave go away I'm letting you go! You can't be in any guard! Your gonna live on a farm in the east, with flowers and a pretty wife who can make you those cookies you like-" she was trembling in his arms.

"You make those cookies!" His lip's escaped a cruel laugh

"And somebody who can kiss all your scars without having to remember all the faces of the one who did them! I'm sorry I just can't-" he was absolutely raging in fear.

"I'm not gonna die. Never. Just please don't do this." He asked softly and she hit her head against his bare chest her fingers holding onto his thighs cursing.

"Im not somebody that you deserve to die on not after what i've done." Was all she brought out her tears drying on his hands.

"You haven't done anything you weren't supposed to do-"

"No you said it yourself. I'm a spoiled little girl who now has to do things for herself. My fathers blood is on my hands. My mothers blood was always on my account and she, my best friend. died for me because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. And you have all these scars that I'm supposed to have. I'm supposed to be dead not the countless men that have fallen in an attempt for my death. And now I'm the fucking queen how many days can you survive? One? Two? I'm not risking you, not anymore. Your done." She had pushed his touch back even though it made her want him more.

"Your leaving. Your gonna go. And I swear if you come back I'm gonna find a way to actually hurt you and I don't mean in a physical way." She panted her tears we're long gone now the only thing that coused her checks was a light blush and anger.

"No. No. You can't do this. I'm not gonna go, you can't make me. I pledged my life on yours." he was already standing as soon as she wasn't sitting anymore and his anger tuned to fear.

"Please just go!" He was already back to her and his hands we're back in her hair his forehead pressing on her's and her hands tried to take his of by his wrist's but even if she was stronger than him wouldn't have worked.

"Just let me-" she cut him off by pressing her lips on his the sweet sound of his voice turning into a whimper and leaving him stunned.

"Please go" she asked kissing him again.

"Please I don't want you to die." She let his hands go and pushed him back by his chest in the weak moment but it only took a second of his look for him to be back on her and her hands running through his hair.

"If I'm dying that means your already dead" He says his hands grabbing her waist and pulling her closer while she muses a muffled moan.

"Your leaving." Was all she responded and he made her walk backwards until her back hit the wall his fingers coming up underneath her shirt and unclasping her bra and taking her shirt of with it. His lips attached to her throat and bite into her skin until her throat made out a gagging scream which meant he left the bite mark to make more on other places.

"I'm never going to leave you." He kissed so many kisses down her neck that she moaned and her body grinded into his.

"Jump" he held her up in the air confidently and his fingers might have left marks.

"I'm gonna kill you personally if your not gone by tomorrow" she warned and he laughed while his tongue ran over her exposed nipple, one of his hands came up on her breast and she tucked at his hair making his head fall back when he tried to bite her again.

"Your done." She said and kissed him again his hand almost dropped her when her tongue ran down his neck lowering her to have free access to everything she wanted.

"I'm always gonna be there for you" He said and she kissed his body down, he did eventually let her go back down on the ground and this time he didn't follow her when she went down on her knees opening his belt and taking the gun away from him, he let his hand stroke her hair.

He kisses didn't stop and nor did her tongue as she stroked his cock tasting his precum on her tongue. Letting him sit on her tongue for a while before starting to suck his tip, she started in a slow motion making him give her some groans but as soon as he hit the back of her throat the groans turned into soft moans that he seemed to be embarrassed about. He didn't let her make him cum because after too many whimpers and moans, He whipped that proud smirk of off her face as he fucked her roughly against the wall her moans sounding more like scream's pretty fast and her face now only filled with tears of physical pain which he simply kissed goodbye and made her ride out her high watching in delight as she begged him to move his hips and not make her do fucking push ups.

His lips attached to her breast and her fingers ran over and over over his cheeks her mouth tasted salty from the tears and cum which he made her lick clean off his dick.

She stayed on him pretty much all night laying on the soft bed, sometimes kissing some parts of him but mostly just listening to his reassuring whispers and her whispering the things back in the same careful and tender way.

-K<3

[womenloverlmao]

What I write for:

Criminal Minds

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World

Twilight

Rory & Kieran Culkin

Other things if/when I feel like it

What I will write:

SFW—fluff, angst, platonic, and romantic. Whatever you or I feel like

NSFW—smut, specific kinks inside that, certain injuries/murder (in specific context) drug use? Does this go in here? Idk.

What I will not write:

Rape. Not censoring, might get flagged but oh well. I will write CNC if it is previously spoken of but even that I’m slightly weary of.

Blood play. I’m not sorry.

Anything to do with needles. Drugs, bees, yeah… it’s weird. I might write like a piercer/tattoo artist fic but I won’t go into details.

No incest and shit

Please please please don’t request anything about a character trying to say ‘I’m your god’

I do take requests! I know I don’t write much anymore, I lose will quickly, but I do.

I don’t have a tag list yet because I don’t think anyone is too into my works yet.

I don’t have master lists because I can’t figure out how to make one… sorry.

Feel free to send asks/DM me though! I’m friendly, I promise.

Masterlist!

[trolls-confessions]

okay it's copy-pasted from my notes do it's a bit all over the place, but.... here's what i've got do far:

socmed au:

1) everyone's in their mid 20's - early 30's (present time,). back in highschool, the snackpack was this big group of not really popular kids, but noticeable enough. poppy, guy diamond and creek were basically highschool royalty and they let it get to their heads just a bit (as teens do)

2) branch (autistic, as previously stated) just kept to himself and didn't talk much, he had a lot going on at home; grandma was sick and his brothers fought a lot. idk how the american school system works but let's say branch had the same schedule as creek.

5) so Teen Creek takes it upon himself to teach Teen Branch a lesson. sorry, help him "integrate to the class with a positive attitude". he interrupts branch when he participates in math class ("showing off much, mate?"). he bumps into branch on the hallways and makes him drop his things ("sorry, you're so quiet i didn't see you there"). branch is looking sad one day and creek loudly asks if it's because of his parents divorce, his grandma's illness or his brothers leaving for college ("i'm just worried about you man :(").

6) he sees branch look at poppy once (1) and tells him LOUDLY it's rude to stare at girls ("people don't stare like that"). branch is tapping his foot during class and creek LOUDLY complains how it's very rude to the teacher ("you're distracting the whole class, how could you be do inconsiderate?"). branch brought a fidget spinner once to class and creek "borrowed" it and never gave it back. creek "asked" branch (again, loudly) why doesn't he look at people when they're talking to him, it's very rude!! he also tells branch to smile more, bc his grumpy face makes it hard to talk to him

7) every comment Teen Creek makes is loud, in the middle of the classroom/hallway/cafeteria with the full intention of gathering as much attention as possible. eventually it works, people start distancing themselves from branch bc he's "rude, creepy and weird".

9) fast forward to the present. Adult Branch moved cities, he now owns a mechanic shop (idk i want him to work with machines/cars); he's not famous but he has a few regulars and often does handiwork around the neighborhood. he didn't keep contact with anyone from highschool, he talks with his brothers sometimes but that's about it. it's the only reason why he has social media at all.

11) so one day he's just scrolling through twitter and sees one of his neighbors share stuff about Autism Awareness Month. he goes to the comments and... wouldn't you know it. is that creek??? Highschool Creek?????? commenting positively on a post about autism????????

13) so, in a feet of rage he starts typing a VERY long thread exposing every single time creek bullied him during highschool. but it's not just empty words, he has RECEIPTS: creek used to text him and delete his messages, but not before branch could take a screenshot. he posts all of it, tags creek and then goes back to work.

14) branch checks his phone later that night and it's CHAOS. he gained a bunch of followers, people are quoting his thread with their own experiences and he's got a BUNCH of dms and dm requests. there's also texts from his brothers freaking the fuck out and a lot of missed calls. and some texts from CREEK.

ITS PEAK ITS PEAK ITS PEAK ITS PEAK

[daisyglips]

hiii so @//pansear-doodles (idk if they want to be tagged but they seem really cool and I don't wanna bug them) has this anthro au that gave me brain worms, so I decided to throw my hat into the ring with some ideas I had for an anthro au of my preexisting rain world au idea (the found family one everyone seems to like so much)

every iterator is basically a metropolitan area, with the outer expanse being like the country. fp is like... used by everyone as a means of ascension now, and people who acquire too much damage to go on are given the option to die. that's what happened to survivor (vivo) and monk (marigold)'s parents. (also parental units are common, yes but slugs are asexual by default bc I didn't want to give artificer a dead mate lol, poor girl has been through enough.) moon is broken down still, but is very well taken care of, and I'm debating on whether or not it was still pebbles' fault...

spearmaster (sabry), rivulet (ripley), and hunter (sayda) all move in next door to artificer (asiya), gourmand (gundruna), and their foster kids atm (previously mentioned vivo and marigold.) they're all pretty cool and everything is chill for a while, until this unsettling and traumatized child from the horribly forlorn sliver of straw district moves in with the foster parents. saint (seraphim) is deeply off-putting, but no one can place why. surely, nothing is going to happen as a result of welcoming them into their little friend group...

anyways WOW that's about it. they've been on my mind a lot recently sorry aisghsshsh

[crazybutgood]

20 fic writer questions~

I'm procrastinating and feverish and in pain, so I figured I'd distract myself and finally do this,, thanks for the tag lovelies @the-francakes (x) @lumosatnight (x) and @orange-peony (x)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

44 including origami, fics, a mixture of those (all mine and also collabs), and podfics

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Noo this would be a bitch to calculate

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I used to write for the HP fandom

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

You Light Me Up

I Just Want You to Know (collab with @sugareey-makes-stuff)

Language of Love

[FIC & ART] Heart on Your Sleeve

Kuch Meetha Ho Jaaye

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try!! But I often fail. Reasons: Partially sometimes I get overwhelmed and/or am too shy and dk what to say, but mostly it's because I am so so incredibly burned out

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

Damn,, idt I have one. I do HEAs! At least in fics, and so far

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All are happy I think,, and omg how does one quantify and compare happiness?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope! Like reading it, actually incapable of writing it

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't! Idk if I will! There is one published novel one that I want to read tho omg ;-; ok sorry going off track

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I sure hope not :') But to my knowledge no

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

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

Yeah with Krissy! Linked in question 4. We didn't even know it was each other haha cos it was an anonymous epistolary exchange but ye it was fun

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Don't ask me that!! There's lots of ships to love, and idh the same ride or die (or any, tbh) feeling for my previously main one anymore. Goes to show that it just changes with time (maybe this current answer will too!)

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

SIKE I don't start things I know I won't finish (involves an elaborate planning procedure, ask @getawayfox ) and once I start them I push through it even if I have to drag myself crying (I'm insane I know)

16. What are your writing strengths?

I love writing dialogue, and some people have told me it's nice, so I shall go with that!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ohh loads I reckon,, I'm going to stick to sharing run on sentences and can't write long plots. Cos I have to do lots of academic writing and copywriting, and that's going pretty steady, so idw to break that and spiral by thinking too much about this :') esp cos idh much time and energy to write fiction rn

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Yes if done right! Like you do things to make sure you don't throw off those who don't know that language and like make it part of the flow. And/Or footnotes! I've done dialogue in Hindi in my fics, and I've written an entire one in a script play format in Hindi too for @curlyy-hair-dont-care

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HP

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Listen :') I have mixed feelings about my writing, so I genuinely can't answer this

Tagging @andithiel @curlyy-hair-dont-care if you wanna do this, and anyone else who hasn't and wants to as well!!

[cas-readsandwrites]

The Question Game

Thanks for the tags @itwasntimethatdidit40 & @justagalwhowrites !

do you make your own bed? Yes, I like my room to feel neat, and also (gross sorry) I leave an extra blanket on top of everything during the day in case my cat has a hairball so it doesn't get on my comforter.

favorite number? 21? idk why.

what's your job? I am clinical social worker and work in a specialty medical setting. I try not to get too specific on the interwebs.

if you could go back to school, would you? Like, in the future? Or redo school in the past? Let's go future, no use ruminating on the past - yes, I actually enjoy school, I would do an MPH in the future if my work would pay for it, I would also love to take more French and Spanish classes.

can you parallel park? Yes! I am a city gal. I have a driveway now but where I lived before I mostly parked on a side street.

Do you think aliens are real? Undecided? There's at least gotta be little microorganisms and stuff other places, fully developed societies and stuff, though, idk.

can you drive a manual car? Yes! They are not as common in the States but I owned one previously. I also have a motorcycle license and shifting is similar but the throttle is in your hand and the clutch is at your right foot.

what's your guilty pleasure? How bout we reword this "little things to treat yo'self" : sour gummy worms, Selena Gomez' music, a lil piece of chocolate with an afternoon coffee.

any phobias? mmm not really.

favourite childhood sport? Soccer was the only thing that stuck as a child, and it propelled me into distance running, so I am thankful for it!

do you talk to yourself? Always, lol. And to my cat. Which one is worse?

Tattoos? Just one. I had some medical issues and wasn't allowed to get any for a while (had to have antibiotics for dental cleanings, the whole shebang) but got cleared again last year, my bestie and I are planning a matching one.

Favorite color? Purple. Like rich, royal, deep plum purple.

Do you like puzzles? NO. I am not a puzzle person. I'll still hang out with you just give me literally anything else to do, let me color, or wash your dishes, something.

I feel like I go in a circle with a bunch of my mutuals 😅 NPT and anyone else who wants to play, please jump in! @the-mandawhor1an @clawdeewritesfanfic @theinvisiblewoman73 @pedropeach @toomanystoriessolittletime

[myloveforhergoeson]

wait actually thinking more about that follower gap post, what is the tasw universe btr fandom's feelings towards roxy? i guess we see a bit of it in the tour letters chapter, and hopefully more in big time contest? are they public at this point? is she, as a girl their age on the team, being shipped with any other member?

hi!! the answer to this is simultaneously simple and complicated. as usual i have a long answer for you!

in short: no, btr fandom doesn’t know more than she’s their touring guitarist and if they did some research they’d find her listed as the writer on many of their songs. james and roxy aren’t public and there’s a few reasons why! as far as the fandom is aware, she just works with the band. after carlos told her he loved her at that one show tho some people might think they’re cute together but more on that later

in long: ah! i’ve already tried to incorporate this in so many ways and i have not found a way i like quite yet. i’ve set many little things up - you are so right about the letters chapter! rox makes a comment about getting some boos when carlos kisses her because we all know what fandom typically does to women who date guys in boybands 😭 in roxy’s birthday chapter, she and james get stopped in santa monica and people start taking pictures of him and he throws his coat over her head and pulls her away from the pier because of some “media training” he said he got from gustavo. jo mentions the same thing happening to her while she was out with kendall before the pair were forcibly made public by her publicist (which is also briefly mentioned; skipped that ep bc i didn’t like the sneaker storyline sorry!) so there’s little crumbs im attempting to put in here and there i just can’t decide what to do with them. i thought about adding another section onto the minnesota chapter where roxy convinces her old boss to let her have her show again for a night where she can “interview” (read: fuck around with her boyfriend in the radio studio for four hours) james and he’d forget to turn his mic off before calling her babe or something and accidentally make their relationship public but 1) the chapter was already way too long and 2) like what do i do then. write an even longer chapter the next time around to fix what i wrote previously? i do not have the same time i used to when i started writing this to just get down like 20 pages a night LMAO. i loveeeee writing don’t get me wrong but it’s just hard for me currently and low interaction on original portions of the story are not very motivating. (but i’m not writing for the engagement don’t worry! it’s just a bonus!!!)

so yeah like it’s THERE it’s just not there.

besides. i want james and roxy to have a conversation about it too but i think he’s probably tweaking out about it bc of gustavo’s “training” and she would love to be public i just don’t think she understands what being in the spotlight really means and she doesn’t want to come off as too pushy because he hasn’t brought it up. neither of them really know what to expect from a public relationship with a public figure. but i mean. they’re out to their friends and stuff obviously! so maybe that might come back to bite them in the butt later idk. i have literally so many thoughts about this i promise itll be in there at some point i just don’t know when :)

i imagine at this point in time the band members each have like the lower end of a 60-100k follower count? i really have no basis for this though. i’ll have to give it some more thought!

tysm for your question eeee!! love seeing things tagged rames on my dash :) <3