𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞

𐙚⋆.˚ ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 𝟕:𝟎𝟕 𐙚⋆.˚

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠!! ⊹ ࣪ ˖

“ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵃⁱʳʸ ᵗᵃˡᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶠᵃⁿᵗᵃˢⁱᵉˢ”

: if yk me irl no you don't. i heart music. passionate (tamsy i'm easy). multifandom. not a sfw blog. lord of malevolence. mitski's losing dog. improper use of tumblr account.

˖𓍢 requests are open! : 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 : 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐝𝐧𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 : 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 

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felt silly today

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i hope you know i absolutely love your theme 🤞

HEHE TYYY MOOTIE ILYSMM UR SO SWEET 😳😳😳

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Mii tries to flatter Lilia to get his attention, but Malleus won't let him

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Saw dat your name was "busy" and I spontaneously got the idea of gachiakuta men reacting to y/n saying "she busy rn lil bro" HAHAHA😚😚🤐

Now playing : Calling my phone ~Lil TJay

Gachiakuta x Fem!Reader

Feat. Tamsy, Enjin, Zanka, Gris, Bro, Corvus, Semiu, August, Zodyl, Jabber (not in order)

Tags : crack, some fluff, kinda corny, established rls, reader playing too much on her phone, HIGHKEY ooc, why do they lowk jst see thru you frfr, did NOT proof read ts, random bullshit GO, no use of y/n

Pls ignore how my battery is red ash I made ts in public 😭 textfics and smaus r so fun to make bru the second one is still in the works tho 💔

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I tried to be strong but I laaawst it

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right art by @/HyX8cn (X)

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Gachiakuta spoilers

ENJIN PLEASE BE OKAY LIKE I'M ACTUALLY SO SCARED FOR THE NEXT GACHIAKUTA CHAPTER WTF

In hindsight it should've been obv that enjin was not gonna survive the dead mentor trope BUT I THOUGHT HE'D BE SAFE SINCE THEY ALR GOT REGTO💔💔💔💔😭

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How it genuinely feels like to post life updates

always on this acc jst posting sum BULLLLSSHIIIII😭

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https://www.tumblr.com/accffbusy/813390263846404096/i-wanna-hear-you-say?source=share I do not think we should be calling arkha corvus 'dark chocolate' . it is a tad racist ok

So u want me to stick to the actual reference and call him white chocolate???😭 Okay???

[finchibare]

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“I ain't afraid,”

"of a little pain"

Freak ~Doja Cat

Enjin x Fem!Reader

Synopsis : reader wants to put a bow on his dick and call it a gift (for her bday<33)

Tags : made for a friend's bday, pwp, slight bondage, cigarette during sex, cigarette burns, dd:dne, squirting, slight dacryphilia, rough sex, creampie, fingering, dirty talk, praise, choking, breathplay, bratty reader, not proof read, no use of y/n

Wc : 1277

 It was just supposed to be a one off game. A teasing glance, a sly remark, a simple “I bet I could last longer than you.”

The thing about you is that you love to provoke Enjin just to get a rise out of him. Maybe even to get him to put you in your place. Who knows? But the thing about Enjin is that he falls for it. Every. Time. 

Which then brings us to our current situation, bound and gagged with spit spilling from the corner of your mouth from how long Enjin had—has been—egging you on for release. 

Your arms ache from being tied onto the headboard to limit your movements. 

Tears build in the corner of your eyes while you try to push your hips up to chase the feeling of his calloused hands scissoring in and out of you. Your curly hair turned messy and damp from the sweat.

You mumble a plea, a cry, and a beg mixed together while Enjin lets your words in from one ear and out the other. 

“What's that?” He laughs, his cheeks flushed from seeing your tear soaked face. “You're gonna have to talk louder than that…”

His thumb finds your clit, the pad of his finger rubbing lazy but sure circles. You feel heat swirl on your stomach and your breath catches in between your throat. Desperate moans fill the room while your lips trace the outline on his familiar name.

“Sh’o clo—se…!” You whimper in an euphoric haze, your thoughts cloudy and overrun with need. You say his name over and over like a broken mantra, as if repeating it enough times will finally let his cave in and give you sweet release. 

He pulls his hand away and you groan in frustration, head tipped back while tears spill past your cheeks. Sweat clings to your chest while it rises and falls in tandem with your heavy breaths. 

His large hands find the spit soaked gag’s band, he traces it with his painted nails while admiring your fucked out face. 

“You look real pretty when getting mad. Y’know that?” He whispers, releasing the toy from your mouth but before you could even form a sentence he crashes his lips or yours. 

The slight scent and taste of cigarette smoke floods your system, the nicotine on his tongue mixing with your saliva. He bites down during the kiss, pressing his sharp canines on your bottom lip enough to draw blood. You can barely notice the coppery taste when your breath catches. 

You feel his hands wrap around the column of your throat. He doesn't squeeze—yet. Simply holding you in place while his thumb strokes your jaw, moving and angling your face as he likes. 

He swallows your moans when his clothed erection starts rubbing on your exposed pussy. The harsh material of his pants making contact with your dripping entrance. Your world spins for a second, his toned arms manhandling you and easily flipping you on your stomach. 

He undoes his belt buckle, the metal clicking being the only indicator of what's about to happen. A single finger prods at your hole before your walls stretch to accommodate his size. You don't pay attention as to how he'd undone the binding on your arms. 

You bite down on the pillow to not scream at the intrusion, he bottoms out in one long, smooth thrust. 

“Easy, easy, easy.” he coos, rubbing soothing circles on your back and overheating skin. “Relax.” He blows air on your nape just to see you jolt. 

He holds his ground while sheathed inside of you, his large hands cascading down your sides and caressing your rear. He removes his hold on you for a second to grab something on the bed side table. 

You hear another distinct click. A soft warm glow emanated from behind you and you crane your head to get a better look at it. A lighter. 

He puffs out a smoke, the tar mixing with sweat and sex around you to make your head spin again. He takes your chin and kisses you, his tongue carrying the same faint yet bitter taste. 

You choke, having a hard time catching your breath beneath him while he just chuckles to himself—amused. 

“Sensitive little thing, aren't you?” He starts moving, pistoning his hips slowly while gaining rapid speed. His thrusts don't let up, the sound of wet skin slapping against each other fills the room while his hold on the back of your neck tightens. 

His thumb presses on the side of your windpipe to cut off some oxygen. You can feel your vision blurred and grip on the sheets weakening. He pushes your head down onto the pillows before you could even protest—and also to keep you quiet. 

You struggle to breathe, gargled and gagged noises spill from your lips without clear intention. Drool spilling from your mouth alongside your tears staining the clean white pillowcase. 

He grabs your arms with his free hand and locks it behind your back, effectively trapping you under his frame. There's nothing you can do but take as he gives, his grunts, thrusts, groans. All of it. 

You feel a tight coil building below your navel and Enjin—ever observant—pushes your hips up to reach a deeper angle inside. 

You almost scream out at the feeling of the blunt tip of his dick kissing your cervix. You lose your ability to speak as he keeps slamming into that sweet spot in you. It's as if he's so deep that you can feel him in your throat to render your speech useless.

You can feel every nerve in your body on fire, every muscle tightening under the work of Enjin. 

“Please—!” You're not sure if he can hear you, or even if you can hear what you said. The loud ringing in your ears makes it difficult if words are leaving your mouth. 

“I’m not so sure I can hear you.” he laughs. “Say it louder for me, yeah?” He slows down his hips to postpone your release while feigning ignorance. You're fucked out and slurring your words. Whimpers and frustrated sighs leaving your lips in tandem with his hips. 

Your hands ball into fists behind you, hard enough for your knuckles to whiten as you beg louder and louder. 

“Please—! I'll be good—!” You say in between wracked sobs. 

“Atta girl.” He whistles while taking another puff of smoke “knew you had it in ya.” He singes the cigarette butt on your skin, the smoke curling on your flesh. 

The surrounding skin reddens in response to the searing pain. The sting makes you bow your back to try and get away from it—an excruciating groan being torn from your throat. 

Your ache blends into pleasure as he licks the skin near your wound. His tattooed hand snakes in between your bodies and he teases your clit for stimulation. One. Two and then the dam breaks. 

The sheets become stained with your release. Enjin—sphereites bless his stamina—is still fucking you through your orgasm. Long enough to force every needy moan from your lips while your body shakes in oversensitivity. 

His hips stutter for a second and his voice gets high-pitched towards the end. 

“Happy birthday, pretty girl.” Warmth fills your guts as he pushes his cock deeper inside you, burying his cum in your womb. “Hope you liked your gift.” 

He soothed you down with more praises, letting you come down from your climax with soft touches and sweet nothings. 

“You did so good.” He brushes some stray strands of hair from your forehead, before flashing you that signature fuckass grin of his. “One more?” 

 Spent 9 hours on twst someone help me book 7 cannot be that good 💔💔💔💔 (got my new acc 40 days ago or sum)

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Thoughts on the idea that jabber would get bored of Zanka because Zanka can’t reach “his full potential” and keeps losing to jabber…?

Tbh I don't think jabber COULD get bored of zanka anytime soon regardless of the amount of times he loses (I'm jst reaching here since we rlly don't know his backstory and stuff) BECAUSEEEE he has to have a specific metric or measure for potential or wtv (bc he never fought or encountered gris b4 but he said that he was boring and had no potential so for me jabber doesn't equate losing = lost potential) I ALSO think that losing/winning against zanka doesn't matter to jabber and he jst wants to fight him for the thrill.

Ik he said something abt zanka losing in that one episode where the whole lot of raiders were against the cleaners and he was getting quote "boring" butttt guess what chicken butt idrc. I'm a firm believer that even when losing jabber is still obsessed with zanka plus I also don't think zanka will stay getting put down but ts might be copium bc zanka😭😭 get uppp😭😭😭

Anyways this is jst a long winded way of saying that jabber may get tired to zanka as a fighter but never as a person ykwim?? Am I making sense rn💔 is ts delusional 💔💔

(i still love this hc cus I'm a bitch who loves angst but yk take ts with a grain of salt)

Give me ur guysesss thoughts too pls

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐝𝐧𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⊹ ࣪ ˖

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

: don't feed my works into ai. don't steal/plagiarize my work. be specific or mention if you want me to take the creative direction in your req. requests that make me uncomfortable will be deleted. if you don't fw what i write don't leave hate comments, just block me (I do ts for fun)

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

I won't write : zanka and or janka smut. semiu x male/masc!reader (or male!reader as a whole) oc x cc. problematic content. noncon.

I will write : cc x cc (platonic/romantic/familial etc). angst, smut, fluff, crack and the like. headcanons. single character x reader insert. I can also write with another existing IP (ex. my panty and stocking x gachiakuta fic)

𝐃𝐧𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭)

: just the basics—proshippers, ageplayers, darkshippers, ai supporters, racists, sexists, pdfs, magas/trump supporters etc.

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  ˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫! 

♬. ݁₊ ⊹ᥫ᭡. ݁ ݁𝐇𝐢, 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲!

: she/her or they/them pronouns are fine. aromantic/cupioromantic. my dna is written in cursive btw. enfj. chronically online. don't be shy to talk to me, my msgs and asks r always open!<3. I don't have a set upload sched so srry in adv! I use song titles/lyrics as the titles to my works bc it makes my blog feel like a playlist or myspace acc <3

• listening to : no me importa by rommulas

• working on : gachiakuta smau/hc reqs

• watching/reading : twst scarabia manga

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I'm gonna have to put down some ground rules on this blog

Some of y'all r a little waaayyyyy to comfortable asking for zanka/janka smut in my inbox like yes I can still reach out and tell you "no I won't write porn of a minor" but it's getting difficult and repetitive especially with the anons. ZERO hate to the ppl who actually reached out and told me they'd want a sfw zankaxreader fic and actually respected my boundaries but the amount of times I've had to delete janka AND zanka smut reqs is diabolical like guys please stop. Also don't say I'm infantilizing Zanka by saying bs like "oh he's jst ONE yr younger than jabber stop babying him." One year is STILL a year. He's still 17. I am not writing smut of him bro 🫩 jabber can get it but Zanka is off the goddamn table. (Srsly tho there's so many adult characters that you could ask me to write abt why does it have to be the minor?????)

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someone sent me another one

Release me like actually there's so many grown men in this show💔💔💔