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#wow!! I’m so honored!
nonplayer-character · 21 days
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Hi! I saw your art of frenchie and the full moon and I love it so much
I was wondering if you would be okey with me getting it tattooed on me?
I didn’t want to get your art tattooed without permission 😅
You’re doing great work!
Lots of love! 💕
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Hey there wow!!
You have my full permission to get my art tattooed! (But you also have my full permission to take the art concept to a better artist to redraw it 😅😅)
Either way, if you do get the tattoo and you feel comfortable sharing pictures of it, I would love to see!
♥️♥️
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still-snowing · 1 year
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smooch!
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rarepears · 2 months
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So I somehow, genuinely not sure how, found your Sung Jin Woo x Tywin Lannister fics and...listen, I don't know anything about Solo Leveling and all I know about GoT is from the gifsets that were popular when it was still airing. AND YET. SOMEHOW. These two motherfuckers have been living rent-free in my brain for days. How. Did you make me care about them? You write SO well.
…what even made you decide “huh let me read a fanfic from two fandoms you don’t even lurk in much less know”??? That’s the real question.
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cuddleswinchester · 5 months
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there is a special spot in heaven for ppl who read your fic before they’ve watched the show and your fic makes them want to watch the show.
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vesselmade · 6 months
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can we talk about how, in the light novel nanami refers to yuji as ‘sukuna’s vessel’ and gojo quickly cuts him off by saying ‘I’m not talking about Sukuna’s vessel, but a boy by the name of Itadori Yuji’. i think he may have also been thinking about himself in this moment as well. yuji who’s known as just a vessel and gojo who’s only known as the strongest.
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esha-isboogara · 2 years
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flu season
i caught a cold from my brother so i wrote this plus i needed a excuse to write for nico …this is sort of a wip but also not i just don’t know how to end it
nicolas brown x afab reader
poor y/n is sick :( luckily she has nic to take care of her
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☆mentions of sickness and swearing. that’s about it
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“Eugh…I see the bearer of the plague hasn’t left yet” Worrik scoffed , covering his mouth with one hand and backing away from you in a dramatic fashion.
God, he sure was pushing his luck extra hard today.
If you weren’t in such a sickly state you would have jumped off the couch and given him a good & hard punch in the gut.
But alas. You were too weak at the moment to do such a thing. Instead you flipped him off , snuggling deeper into the soft woolen blankets. They smelled just like Nic. A pleasant mix of smoke ,cinnamon and fresh rain.
It was such a familiar, comforting scent you couldn’t help but be a tiny bit obsessed. Almost like home to you.
“Shut the hell up”. You paused to cough a few times. “Nicolas said I’m allowed to stay since he doesn’t want me on my own while I’m like this”.
“Are you serious right now !? You’re just as good at fighting as the two of us”. He protested “You don’t have to be HERE. I know you have other allies around here go to someone else’s place and make them sick instead”. Worrick was visibly starting to get upset as are you.
“What’s the big deal asshole ? I’ve literally been here for like a day”.
“Youre in his T.V. watching spot” Nicolas spoke , entering the room with a cup of steaming tea in one hand and what you could only hope was a cool towel in the other.
“Well why’d the hell you tell me to sleep here then dumb ass ? I know damn well one of ya has a cot in this place I could have slept in one of your rooms”. You quipped, looking up towards him.
Despite your pounding head you sat up and crossed your arms.
[ did not want to make you uncomfortable]
“And I didn’t want to germs to get all over it. I’m the one who does the cleaning around here ya know”. Worrick huffed indignantly.
“Nic just send her home please I WANT TO WATCH MY SHOWS”.
Worrik was acting as childish as ever. Typical.
He could be quite terrifying to those in the outside world but living with him is the real nightmare. Times like this made you glad you didn’t live with him and had your own place.
“Nicolas…I’ve known you both since we were young I really don’t mind sleeping on your floor. Hell I’ll even sleep in bed with one of you I just really need a nap”.
He nodded and shot a dirty look towards his house mate. Nicolas trusted your skills as a fighter and as a former assassin but on days like these he much preferred to have you close so he could keep his eye on you.
Just in case. Normally he wouldn’t give a care in the world but seeing you so weak..it scared him
[She is staying here…I will move her to my room] Nic signed and kneeled down beside you.
Placing the items he was holding on the coffee table behind he allowed all his attention to go to you.
Your eyes met for a brief moment only for you to close them quickly in order to avoid looking like a love struck teenager.
You’re a grown women for gods sake.
Placing the palm of his hand on your forehead he nodded to himself as if he was taking mental notes. Like a doctor of some sorts.
[You are very warm. I will get you medicine and you can lay in my bed]
“Are you sure Nico ? I don’t want to make you sick too”
[I don’t mind. I want you to be okay]
You felt your heart flutter inside your chest as he scooped you up in his strong arms and carried you off to his room.
Too starstruck to say anything you stayed quiet enjoying the closeness between the two of you.
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ghost-proofbaby · 10 months
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i’ve said it once, i’ve said it twice, i’ll say it a million times — writing willow and eddie will always feel like coming home to me. i know eddie x oc isn’t popular but- god, these idiots are so near and dear to my heart.
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threetangerines · 1 year
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My submission for Readers Create game!
Title: Golden Hour
Prompts: Sunlight and Summer
Summary: A stolen afternoon.
Warnings: Explicit smut, kissing, cuddling, handjobs, orgasms, cunnilingus, dirty talk, fluff, sleepy Yoongi, ethereal Yoongi, reader in her feels, internal dialogue, teeny tiny angst, honestly I can't decide if this is fluffy smut or smutty fluff 😅
Word count: 641
Note: *Nervous huff* I feel so lucky to be able to contribute in some tiny humble way to the body of work that is this legendary story. I tried to lean way into the prompts and do something in my own way that hopefully, while under a different lens (?) still translated these lovely characters as our beloved author-nim intended them. I'm so scared to submit, but also so excited to have been given this gem of an opportunity. Thank you so much, Ryen, for opening this up - I had a blast!! 💖
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You were bent over on the bed, the hoodie you were wearing - his - was pooling around the top half of your torso, it's warmth contrasting deliciously with the cool air hitting the rest of your otherwise naked body. You let out a shuddering sigh, digging your fingers into fleece lining that was not nearly as soft as the tongue sliding languidly up and down your labia. It was almost too warm for second layers, but his window was open and a breeze was wafting through the room. You could hear the chirp of the birds and the tinkle of a windchime as his lips found your clit and suckled. 
"Yoongi…" Your voice was softer than usual, even as you whined his name.
Everything was softer.
He was softer.
He hummed in response against your sex, devouring you with a leisure befitting a stolen afternoon.
    You had just come over to return something he had left at yours. When he had answered the door with mop of lovely mussed hair and a white tee and sweatpants, it had been immediately apparent that you had awakened him from a nap. When you had apologized and begged off he had grabbed you by the arm and pulled you into him, his lips skimming your temple. You had protested weakly, insisting that your brother would be home from work in a couple of hours and that it was your dinner night and other nonsense you secretly hoped he would ignore. He had said nothing, but had tugged you along and down into bed with him, pulling you against him greedily and nuzzling into your neck with a smug, if sleepy, grin, as if he know all along that you never meant to leave. The moment your bodies had fitted together in that way they always did, any thought of departure, or cooking obligations, or complicated consequences left your mind entirely. Yoongi, his warmth, his comfort, the butterflies in your stomach and the peace in your heart were all you could fathom. You had drifted off, then awoke to little kisses across your cheek. His hair was curling around his face, longer than usual recently (you knew it wouldn't last, he always changed his hair), and the light from the window behind him and spilling into the room around him made him look angelic. Demon that he usually was, his dark eyes so often full of hunger as he leaned over you, this visage of him took your breathe away. Unfair. "Hustler?" he had murmured in question to your staring, his voice gravely from sleep. You didn't answer, not with words - there was a golden spell hanging in the air, one you thought might shatter if you spoke above a whisper, so, you kissed him. You him kissed unhurriedly, in all the sorts of ways you had ever wanted to, just feeling his mouth move against your own. At some point you had pulled his pretty cock out of his pants started stroking it until he had cum, shaking and cursing softly, against your shirt. 
    That's how you had ended up in his hoodie, bent over, with his tongue inside you. You were so hazy with the decadent lust of the moment that you could barely hear his mummers against your sopping flesh. He was calling you 'doll'. He was cursing sweetly. He was lewdly and perfectly praising you. With a soft cry you came against his mouth, your orgasm dragging out sweet and long like a spool of honey as his lips continued to purr filth against your sex.
    An hour later you were on his doorstep. He was leaning against the frame and looking down at you. Warm eyes, small smile. No rain. Not this time. This time the sky was gold.
They say that nothing gold can stay, but maybe, just maybe…
-Fin-
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winningcombination · 2 years
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GUYS WHAT THE FUCK.
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livesincerely · 2 years
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hi! i love all of your newsies fics 😭😭😭 i recently re-read your javid fics and jealous jack really got me, so i doodled one of them! i hope that’s okay! just wanted to show my appreciation for great writing :3
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axe-cution · 2 months
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Felt awful and changed my domestic au Clint moss design and made him chubbier and now I feel so much better
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ectoplasmer · 3 months
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need him to call me pretty and have him fawn over me a little bit like i do him
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aroace-polyshow · 3 months
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i’m literally such a waste of potential like. what the hell was the point of any of this
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bradassholemajors · 6 months
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URL CHANGE. I cannot BELIEVEEEEE this wasn’t taken I am giddy with joy
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cozen · 1 year
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I simply must purchase more commissions right away!!!
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casualhedonists · 5 months
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tips on writing!! or maybe ur writing routine? 🥹 im starting a writing blog and idrk where to starttt
oh my goodness whatttt i’m so so flattered anon!! and i wish you all the best in your writing journey!!
first tip: read!!! read anything and everything, especially if you’re starting with a genre you’re unfamiliar with (i.e: for me it was smut bc i’d barely written any before + felt like anything i wrote would be intrinsically bad)
now for more specific things, personally i’m a very visual writer, i have a scene in my head that plays out like a movie and my job is to transfer that movie into words, so taking my time pacing and phrasing things so it’s closest to how i visualise it is a big part of writing for me! in the past with longer/ more drawn out scenes i’ve even stood up and acted them out myself (i acc did this in a hardware store aisle with a fic i wrote back in 2021 for a diff fandom when i was stuck on the playout of a scene and im still so happy with how it turned out)
and also music, esp when writing fics/original stories etc, make a playlist! worldbuild! for me the right song has been the difference between a shitty scene and one with wayyy more oomph, if lyrics distract you like they do me then instrumentals >>>
brainstorm! i always have a seperate note open or a word doc where i write key phrases or dialogue (even if they don’t belong to a full chapter/scene yet, just jot that shit down) then come back on them later for reference!
but most of all, write what you wanna read, not what you think people will want from you! if it’s fic you’re writing, write what you personally would want to read and you can’t go wrong 🤍🤍
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