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have you ever/will you ever write sombra? love your writing <3

Yes!

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Coming out as Bisexual

Male 18 btw. Need people who are bi to chat to.

I've always been in the aspect of thinking that I'm straight and I knew I've never really felt that way, I knew that I like females, but I have always had a tiny thing for men, but I thought it was just something that will come and go. The older I got I've started to explore and notice that me liking men has always been there and I just stayed in the closet for 2 years now because I was hoping that I would stop fantasizing about that but then I had a friend who told me that they are always there to support me no matter what and that made me feel better. But with even all that I was afraid and scared to tell anyone. I have taken the "Am I gay quiz?" multiple time and the Bi quiz with even the find your sexuality quiz but from the many quizzes I took, 40 % said that I was Bisexual. Another 35 percent said I was Bi Curious 15% said I was Pansexual. for the last 10% it said I was straight which I knew was not true. I have always been way to scared to even say anything but my head and mainly in my stomach it always feels like I have butterflies and I just had to tell someone. But I finally had the courage to tell my friend and she was very supportive but I'm still exploring myself and would like to talk to more people.

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Can I ask if you do crossover fanfics?

This has been bugging me way too much since my friend told me stories about Castlevania. She was an addict and always told me to watch it so I was planning too but I usually scope out the series recommended before watching and an idea popped out of my mind and have been haunting me since.

I am no fanfiction writer but I have ideas like having a crossover between AOT/SNK and Castlevania. The one scene bugging me is either an OC of the Warhammer titan or Annie Leonhart(or any Titan shifter character ) being transported to the Castlevania world then she was stranded there and Lisa Tepes helped her despite not knowing her background. Then the burning happened but I just imagine that while the fire was starting to touch Lisa a thunderstrike appeared and a Female titan was looming over the Bishop and the people in the burning. The Bishop panicked and chaos ensued but the titan saved Lisa and diverted everyone's attention until Dracula whisked Lisa away. Then the Titan disappeared and the Bishop instead focused on finding the 'Demon Titan' and became paranoid much thinking Lisa was no ordinary witch and she's the one who summoned the Titan when Lisa doesn't even have a slightest hint of who the Titan was. She convinced Dracula to find whoever saved her and Dracula started his own search for the Titan but they remained anonymous and never seen again for years gone by. Then the Bishop continued his ways of persecution hellbent on finding the titan. Alucard too volunteered to find this savior of his mother something like that. That's all my mind could conjure but i could never put it into writing sorry. Also by the way is this free or do you need payment to do this? Just asking🥰🥰🥰 and if this ever interested you to writing I am honored but if didn't it's okay. If you have read this then thank you for reading it and can you send a reply too?Like if you don't like the idea and such. I would really appreciate it. If you couldn't I don't know how Tumblr works it's my very first time here and my very first time to request something like this. So sorry if I have flooded the textbox of too much rambling sorry. Have a nice day!💗💗💗

Anon for the love of god please take a deep breath.

My rules state No Crossovers, but you mentioned you're new to tumblr so no worries there, for any writer's page most will have their rules in a pinned post or a hyperlink on their page.

This is a very overwhelming prompt; I'll be straight up honest most people.

This is an Overwatch writing page, there is no AoT or Castlevania content here.

My work is for free, most writers do not charge, but read their pages first. This is a MUST before requesting. Ignore a writer's rule page and I doubt they'll write anything for you at all.

welcome to tumblr, I hope you enjoy. be safe on the internet kiddo.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #overwatch 2

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YEAHHHHHHHHH Mcscuse me anyways

Headcanon platonic fluff requesttttt

Platonic Grandpa/Father Reinhardt With new recruit Reader.

Those two going on a Mission or just Bonding over things. You pick.

A/N: Yes! thank you!

Reinhardt HCs Platonic!

You are someone who has to have a love for history and the classics.

as a new recruit, what separated you from the others is that you chose Reinhardt as your mentor when most feared the danger, he got himself into

But you were always enamored with the idea of being a knight in shining armor protecting the innocent with invigorating purpose.

Who better than the last of the Crusaders?

Reinhardt on his part, was also shocked, but greatly pleased, and he began to fill your head with ideas of honor and valor, telling stories of his travels.

Brigitte had started to become her own hero and slowly drifted from Rein's side so having another squire made him feel jolly, and you enjoyed his stories and code of morals enough o stick around.

Soon the two of you become more like family, Reinhardt started teaching old recipes from his early crusader days and soon he saw you as the grandchild he had to pass these lessons down to.

Reinhardt would take you out on long hikes that ended up becoming long conditioning camp trips in the forests surrounding Eichenwald.

If you're tech savvy enough you'll make this old man's heart warm like an oven if you play some of his favorite classics on you speaker.

I also HC that Reinhardt can play the lute!!! He'd play some songs by the campfire.

#reinhardt #overwatch 2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch2 #reinhardt wilhelm #reinhardt x reader

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Reqs ACTUALLY open

Hey I know its been a minute since y'all heard anything from this acc but ive just been on a thirsty baldur's gate 3 binge and writing personal smut with karlach in my google doc hoping that my girlfriend NEVER finds lmfaoooo. anyways requests are open but here are some characters I will take priority requests over.

Junkerqueen! (I AM OFFICIALLY A HARDCORE JQ SIMP NOW AND IT'S NOT OK LIKE IM SO DOWN BADDDD)

Illari (There's not enough content for her out there pls request her.

Sojourn (same as illari there's not shit out there for her)

Tracer (also more content for her)

Pharah (listen-)

Moira (I want to write her not as an asshole for funsies)

SOMBRA FRRRR

WHOLESOME REINHARDT REQUESTS PLS

I want to write more platonic stuff too so keep in mind I don't just write smut/angst!

-Mage!

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y'all i lowkey predicted the moira skin i wrote this bc i was playing D4 at the time

My Sweet Sacrifice

A/N: You open a portal for Moira, the queen of hell, into your plane of existence.

Blood, the whole lot of it, painted in a complex demonic sigil across the floor. You were picked as a sacrifice for the lady of Hell herself, Moira and you were given away without so much as a goodbye from your parents. When you reached your eighteenth birthday, traded for money, shacked in chains and dragged to a hidden cellar in the desert that lie outside of your little town. Your blood was especially craved as you were a scholar, as knowledgeable intellects were revered by the queen of hell. Now you wait on your knees, many other sacrifices blind folded and tied also on their knees. Some prayed for a savior, other wept, and few screamed at the robed figures sharpening their ritual dirks.

You just wanted to go home, but you knew death was the only way out. No tears, no screaming, just waiting for the end seemed to be your only option. To say you were upset was an understatement, you craved knowledge, but death would seal that away from you, and now you were some meaningless sacrifices. oh, what you'd give to see these robed figures on their knees and bleeding from their pores, to silence the voices gnawing at the edges of your mind, to wield the power to remake the world in the chaos of a bloodied rebirth. You shook your head this wasn't you, so what is it?

Hello Dear~

A voice, clear as day and crisp as a chapels bell rung in your ears. All the noise in the room seemed muted as the voice continued to speak.

That's right, listen to me, I'm the only voice you need to hear pretty one. You're about to die to fools who think spilling a scholar blood would appease me, how wrong they are. The others I sense do not want to hear me, too drowned in fear, but you... I sense a deep wrath in you, I think I might like you.

Deep down you know this voice, it's almost shifted in place like a lost lover, a power that would bring you to your knees willingly and leak years of ancient intellect into your jaded mind. The name slipped into your mind, and it all shifted together.

Moira

Correct dear, I can save you if you wish and promise the knowledge you seek, as the queen of hell, I absolutely have the power to do so, but you must bind yourself and your bloodline to me for all eternity, you must serve me. All you have to do is give relent your soul to me, or not. Your choice mortal, time is running short. Call me by name if you wish to see the world reborn at my side.

If on cue one of the robed figures, kneeled and slit the throat of the scholar a couple bodies away. The next scholar's screaming was cut off by a choked gurgle and you could hear the splatter of blood against the stone tiles beneath you. You were scared, should you die with faith or live damned for eternity, enacting Moira's penance on the world. Faith be damned, that was the whole reason your parents gave you away, all this suffering all this suffering maybe it could end by the Queen's hand. The scholar next to you fell wetly to the floor, the blood pooling and soaking into your frayed linen robes. The cold steel of the dirk pressed against your next, and you met the gaze of the cultist, who hesitated to see the burning resolve in your eyes. With all the rage you could muster, you screamed into the air and called the queen by her name, drawing the "A" out as the cellar's walls began to shake dust sifting onto the floor. The cultist holding the blade against your neck fell onto her back with a shriek.

Excellent choice dearest, you won't regret this.

Your body didn't feel it was yours anymore and it started to move on its own accord. Power flowed through your veins akin to rivers of lava, your veins glowed a vibrant red. You had visions behind your eyes of the queen's own suffering being cast out of the heavens. You felt her vengeance, her rage, her pain, and all you could think about was painting this room the same shade of redthat pooled around your feet as you stood. You could only watch as the Queen took control of your body. She acted through you, and your hand reached out towards the cellar opening, a force magically sealing it shut, the cultists huddled into a corner with bloodied prayer beads and skin bound tomes. The leader, still on her back looked up with fear in her eyes, your hand reach down and picked up the downed cultist lifting them by the neck. The queen spoke angerly through you-

Did you REALLY think meaningless sacrifices would please me, to spill the blood of humanities evolution would humble yourselves to your queen, I will ensure you will rot in my hell for your insolence.

As thought about earlier, with a squeeze of your possessed hand, the cultist's blood was drawn from their very pores, tearing their body to pieces as your absorbed it into your own vitality. The huddled cultists were bloodied and sucked dry one by one. After the last cultist's body thudded lifelessly to the ground, your body stumbled over the sigil and drew an alchemical combination across the floor before channeling the leeched blood into the runes decorating the floor beneath you. A portal burning brightly with hellfire opened and the presence of another mind in your own left you, your will was your own again, but stepping through the portal was a figure pale as the moon, her black armor shone like polished obsidian, and her glowing orange ringed eyes blazed mischievously. Panting with exhaustion, you fall to your hands and knees and bow to the queen, your face lowered enough to touch the blood on the ground. The queen stalked towards you and kneeled, her hand cradling your jaw and tilting your head towards her. Her lips hot as they brushed against your ear.

You show great promise mortal, maybe I shall make you my queen, how would that sound hm? You followed my every beck and call effortlessly and your belief in me was strong it allowed me to take control of you so easily. Come, hold yourself high, we shall remake this world how I see fit, and I'd like you to be at my side for all of it dearest.

A/N: Not a whole lot of romance but to all you moira simps, here's demon queen moira.

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I think the lesbians can agree.

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He got mad at me

Also how ya been?

Lmfaoooo good good! I need to start writing again, my jobs been keeping me so busy

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Welcome back you were very missed! Always love soft smut especially with widow

Thank you for the warm welcome back! I love the idea of widow being soft. SHE DESERVES IT!

#oh no not mage being gay for widow at 8:54 PM again... #What is with me and tall brooding women #I think I have a problem #phychiatric wardcore (: #widowmaker #mmmmm widow <3333

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reblog if you like girls and pasta

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alright this is absolutely not something I can speak on with any degree of authority or Great Knowledge BUT I am not seeing a lot of it going around and I think it's important SO.

if you want tumblr to stay the way it is, if you want them to stop trying to cater to new users used to different kinds of social media, if you want tumblr to not collect and sell your data, if you want this hellsite to remain any sort of hellhome, you need to get your shit together and put your money where your blorbo is

(if you have the economic ability to do so ofc)

cuz y'all. they're not out here changing shit and designing merch and adding fun purchasable badges (get your ea-nasir copper badge today!) just for shits and giggles. tumblr is a company. they have employees and servers and shit. they need to Make. Money. they are in the red right now! this is not a workable set-up for them! so either they're gonna have to change some shit (i.e. make this place more broadly accessible or like, sell all our data) or the rest of us are going to have to step the FUCK UP and throw them a little bit of coin!

and listen. I know you hate capitalism. me too babe I getchu. I get that you're sexy as fuck and use firefox and u-block origin and don't have to worry about ads or trackers anyway. me too!! but this ain't about that!! I'm out here shilling out $40/year for ad-free tumblr even though it's functionally useless to me, bc tbh its nice to not have ads telling me to shave my non-existent balls on mobile, but ALSO because it's a way to give a fairly constant stream of revenue to a site where I spend like, WAY more of my time than is probably healthy.

stop! yelling! at! staff! for! trying! to! keep! this! website! up!

they have given you pvp abilities! fucking use them!! blaze your mutual's post and subject them to a Broad Viewership! blaze your own posts and throw your fandom bullshit at random strangers walking down the street!!! attack your mutuals (or just literally! any blog at random!) with rainbow checkmarks and crabs and goncharov and ea-nasir shit! (don't tell me you wouldn't be fucking THRILLED to receive crabs or rainbows from a random stranger bc I KNOW you would.) buy some fucking shoelaces bc we ALL know you want them. get a cool travel mug! a t-shirt! some frog earrings! anything!

tl;dr: if you don't want this website to turn into another carbon copy social media site, quit whining on main and throw them some fucking dosh.

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SOS 👀

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can i request some widow fluff and some smut on it too🤭 BONUS POINTS IF ITS SET IN FRANCE im so in love with her agrbrhdh

I love and am always desperate for widow requests/thoughts about her, but please be more specific! 🙏 thank you!

-Mage

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Can you do Dva and Kiriko keeping their relationship a secret?👀 (it can be wholesome or nsfw up to you)

More context perhaps?

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Hey, can you do Widowmaker with an S/O who has a chest tattoo?

Skin on Skin - Widow smut drabble NSFW.

Her lips drag across your cheek before blowing lightly against your ear "What is it you wanted to show me ma chérie?" a hand falls to hold you by the lower back, securing your place in her lap. You lean back, arching into her briefly before bringing your hands to either side on the hemming along your shirt before pulling the cotton fabric off yourself slowly. Amélie's electric amber eyes tracked every inch of skin revealed as your shirt lay way to moonlit skin. You paused just right before your bra, nerves taking over. This doesn't go unnoticed by Amélie who lifts a hand and holds it over yours and guiding it slowly upward, peeling the shirt over your head, her eyes staring at your joined hands then flickering down at the very noticeable tattoo on your chest. A soft gasp leaves her purpled lips, as her gaze wanders over the inked skin with wonder and care.

Fingers trailing over the webbings of a spider before landing on said spider at the apex of your chest. A little sentence in French was a prelude to a story Amélie told you on one of your first nights together out on the Eiffel tower; was tattooed right below your collarbone. It told of a lone spider finding love in the rain. Faintly glowing eyes flashed briefly before tearing up a little, the hand that trailed along your chest, dragged its way you to your jaw and cradled its weight gently. Her forehead meets yours in a gentle press, violet lashes fluttering shut, her cool breath ghosting against your lips "There are no words in any language that I can use that can describe how much I love you chérie." Your lips move to meet hers in a slow kiss, the weight of the room seems to float as her hands start to roam around your body finding purchases where your breath hitches. Amélie pulls away gently, her eyes flitting open and her pupils dilate "But perhaps, I can express this love through worship, skin to skin, my hands and mouth will find you in places others will never know of.-" a kiss to your neck, fangs pressing gently "This black Widow, loves too much to share, in the blood I've spilled over these hands, it is a pleasure to know they can still hold your warmth in them." a hand falls to your shoulder as her fangs pause "And still you will not fear, a fly before the spider, a reminder that I can love and can be loved, fear not little fly, You will be kept safe in my web" the Widowmaker's fangs take a sharp plunge into your neck, tearing a gasp from your throat. You can feel Amélie lips curl into a fang-limited smirk as you breathe start to pick up in volume as they shift into soft whines. Her fingers graze along your abdomen before dipping into the waistband of your undergarments, fangs retracting as she kisses you with bloodied lips. Gasping and choking on air, Amélie's fingers slide across your heat, picking up slick with every gentle movement. "Look at me chérie" you fight the urge to throw your head back as a lone finger slide around your entrance, dipping inside to the first knuckle and curling. Your eyes meet hers "That's it, I want this picture of you burned into my memory for all my days." a second finger pushes its way along the first and a thumb finds its way to the apex of your heat, rubbing insistently. Moans break loose from your throat and Amélie sighs in appreciation "sing for me lovely" her fingers pick up speed and she pulls you closer into her torso, leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck. You've lost control of your volume as Amélie imitates your moans by humming into your neck after each one. You clutch onto her back, nails digging into the gaps of her shoulder blades, head thrown back, mouth open in a song of pleasure. It feels as though an inferno burning brightly in the passion that has consumed the two of you, Amélie stoking the coals inside, the pleasure once but a flame, now rages throughout your body as you reach your peak, quaking violently on her lap. She holds you through it, her fingers rocking you through the orgasm and the aftershocks of it before slowing and stilling inside you. "You are so very loved ma chérie, never forget that you've gone and tattooed your love for me across your chest, so I have left mine in the form of a matching spider bite." Looking behind Amélie you catch a glimpse of a bloodied bite on the junction between your neck and shoulder. You feel the thighs beneath yours disappear as Amélie stands and pulls your up into a carry before walking the two of you to the bathroom, your hands flying around her neck to situate yourself securely in her hold. The sniper lets out a silken laugh before pressing a light kiss against your temple.

A/N: IM BACK BITCHES. WITH SOFT WIDOW SMUT. IT'S NOT MAGE SMUT UNLESS THERE'S BITING (: ILL PROOF READ LATER IM REALLY TIRED ENJOY!

#overwatch x reader #overwatch2 #overwatch #widowmaker x reader #widowmaker #amelie lacroix #amélie lacroix x reader #i just need widow in my heart and im fine

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steak chili fries verde burrito x reader?

Mage x Chile Verde burrito

I felt warmth spread through me as the burrito's bean-filled embrace encased my waist in its comforting hold. I molded my mouth against the tortilla and bit down gently, earning a light grunt from the burrito under me. The burrito leaned up and pressed her hands against my waist, pushing me down onto her lap and bringing her mouth to my neck, trailing her lips gently across my collar and along my jawline. My hands clutch tightly at the burrito's thick clothing, my legs tangle, and lock behind the small of her back.

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D.va with an Insomniac s/o

D.va is one of those people you envy bc all she has to do to sleep is starfish on her bed and pass out.

Though Hana does feel real bad when she'll wake up early and see you staring at the ceiling with a thousand yard stare.

Honestly, I think Hana can brew some killer sleepy time tea.

Absolutely PAMPERS you

"You are using my bunny onsie no ands, buts, or ifs cutie"

If she's streaming late and notices your lack of compliance to fall asleep, she'll end her stream early and set up some Skyrim and have you watch as she takes a relaxing night stroll through Hjaalmarch or plays through the Dawn Guard DLC. If Skyrim is too much she'll load some Stardew valley.

Will star fish on top of you to force you to lay down

No, she will not move.

She'll definitely give you a scalp massage as you two have pillow talk.

Hana loves pillow talk. She could go one about anything. The forest on the edge of her home, her travels with MEKA, conversations with various overwatch agents... she'll definitely put you to sleep with how many stories she has!

Believe it or not, despite her shorter stature, Hana will and doesn't mind being a big spoon. She actually prefers it! It makes her feel like the protector.

Her legs tangle with yours, and you can feel fuzzy socks brush up against your leg as her arms weave themselves around your midsection.

She'll leave a cpuple kiss along your shoulders and neck before tucking her face into the crook of your neck murmuring about how she can't stay awake anymore.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch2 #overwatch #dva #overwatch d.mon x reader #overwatch d.va x reader #d.va x reader #hana song #dva x reader