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Reblog in 10 seconds and $1700 will come your way
I have nothing to lose and 1700$ to gain
I wouldn’t mind getting a cat too, if the universe is taking requests.
compilation
here’s a couple more
new additions
new one hot off the press
via rosecrystal but these are too good not to add
thank you oli for your humble contribution
unbelievable that i’ve yet to add this
good news i found a new addition
If you notice me reblogging
a repost
stolen art
false information
etc.
please let me know, you’re not rude or annoying and I actually do give a fuck and I will correct my mistake, thank you
Also, if you notice me reblogging things from
anti-sj blogs
TERFs or SWERFs
anti-feminist/MRAs
other shitty people
please give me a heads up. I’ll never get angry at you for letting me know and I’ll actually be really glad that you kept me from giving some awful person more visibility.
Also:
AI art.
It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
🗡You're beautiful🐉
AHHHHH????
I know he’s trying to take himself out and everybody with him, but he’s just so iconic. The theatrics, the arm up in the air with a flourish, the foot, the arm behind his back, the bow like he’s been putting on a performance this whole time
His expression going from what looks like pain as the heat courses through him but then he’s smiling. He bows. Bowing after a performance is a sign of gratitude to the audience for watching and/or listening, thus concluding the end of their time on stage
Dabi the character ever
i was trying to collect more shitty ms paint doodles we all use and vibe with and then i realize i also have ms paint and can just MAKE some
All my raunchy drafts begging me to release them so that the whores of tumblr can unite in horniness.
as above (insane in the head) so below (insane in the pussy)
Period…. Or… purrrrrr
PSA:
1. If you are not silly, it is vital you become silly
2. If you are silly, you must stay silly
2. If you used to be silly but have stopped, you must make all efforts to return to silliness
VALENTINES DAY ONE SHOT FT KITA SHINSUKE
Shinsuke and you hadn’t planned anything for your first Valentine’s Day together.
Not because you didn’t want to do anything but because he was so busy with the crew and you were busy working that you two just didn’t get the chance to really talk it over, which was fine because as a near 26 year old, you were more than capable of buying yourself chocolates and flowers and not those basic ones but ones you’d truly like…
you only ever had your parents get you valentines growing up so it wasn’t like there was a previous romantic experience that you wanted Shinsuke to one up.
When you first woke up and there was no text From Shinsuke, you ignored it, he was known to be busy and dealing with things so you went about your day, sending meme valentines to your cousins and Shinsuke through text and you, yourself got to work.
By mid day you still hadn’t received any texts back but you were able to get a call from your parents wishing you a happy Valentine’s Day and waste an hour and a half of your time talking about life with them, which was nice, but there was a weird vibe around you and the house that you just couldn’t shake.
You were fine but you didn’t really feel fine.
“Hello, you’ve reached kita shinsuke, I’m sorry I’ve missed your call, please leave your information and I will get back to you as soon as possible.”
You tossed your phone on the bed and sat at your desk, drawing up some plans for work and going through your bills until later in the evening, Dramas playing in the background while you read a book and ate dinner.
The sounds of fictional love, really the only thing bringing you peace of mind.
Shinsuke treated every day with you like Valentine’s Day, he would surprise you with little trinkets and he gave you all of his love.
It was just another day and you were missing him but you felt like maybe you were subconsciously expecting something from him.
You were spoiled with attention so, maybe you were just being a brat in your own thoughts about the day in general.
The deeper the day went, the brighter and more colorful the colors blended outside. Couples dressed alike, fireworks in the distance, music on the streets below your little apartment, it was all so beautiful and gentle.
Your last few hours you spent outside on your patio, wrapped up and on social media, scrolling mindlessly until you’d pick a good enough time to lay down and go to bed.
9pm finally came around and you were showered, dressed warmly and under your covers ready to sleep away the anxious feeling you’d had all day.
And sleep came much quicker than you’d anticipated, and when you woke suddenly in the darkness of your room, you could see the clock on the end of the wall, near the door read
February 15th, 00:39 am in bright red.
You were confused on why you’d be awake but a light, bristling touch made you snap your head to the left.
Squatted next to you with a mix of white roses, baby’s breath and eucalyptus in a bouquet and a large variety of chocolate bars instead of chocolate hearts was a sweaty, disheveled, Shinsuke with his thousand watt smile staring back at you.
“Is it too late for me to say happy Valentine’s Day?” He whispered, leaning in closer as you stared up at him, his hands setting the flowers and chocolates aside so he could caress and hold your face in them, his cologne waking you up little by little as he enveloped you in his arms and kissed your forehead.
Maybe Valentine’s Day isn’t all it’s made out to be, maybe you just need Shinsuke.
there’s this rush and this pressure, sometimes, for huge, mind-blowing numbers on ao3. thousands of kudos and comments and ppl obsessing over ratios, but like - there’s something so incredibly wonderful about, idk, even ten kudos. ten? you mean ten people, TEN total strangers, found something I wrote and clicked on it and read it and liked it? ten comments: you mean ten people took the time to tell me what they thought about my work, took the time and energy to write about MY WORK in their little comment bubble? ten people?? fifty?? one hundred???
but even just one - if one single person took the time out of their day to tell me how much they appreciate the little bit of my soul I just put out into the world - idk, it just means everything, doesn’t it?
I need to have this mindset, I get so discouraged with writing WIPs that I tend to just not post them cause what if no one sees it? Likes it? What if my writing is bad. But even one person liking my writing is enough.
writers will be like "here's my current wip! can't wait to share more :)" and then you never hear about it again
Me after receiving my first writing ask after I asked people to give me requests 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣
Me writing any of my a03 fanfic lmfao
For the First time 18+ short blurb
(Not proofread or edited)
Everytime you had sex… it was weird.
Not because neither you or the party were clueless but because you would get to the point where you couldn’t feel… anything. Your cunt would be sopping wet to the point that your partners weren’t doing anything for you. Sex wasn’t really fun.
Well… not until you met him.
It’s kind of taboo to talk about sex with friends you’re not comfortable with, some cultures and people find sex talk in general too intimate. But when you and him started talking, becoming closer, it became normal banter for him to talk about his one night stands and experiences and you doing the same or listening and willingly criticizing anything cringey he’d bring up.
You were open about how you were with sex… how it was so hyped up that when you finally had it it was almost regretful… how you would get so soaking wet, dripping that you couldn’t even feel your partner and we’re left unsatisfied cause of course you wouldn’t say anything.
That’s when it snapped.
That’s when he took you out for lunch and you never went back to work, but straight to his house to “get something”
However, you didn’t expect getting something to turn into you, pushed over the back of his couch with his cock sliding into your tight cunt at such an angle that you were in tears, trying to push his thighs back. You could feel his cock in your cervix, hitting so fucking hard that it hurt to the point of pleasure. The feeling was so foreign to you. To have a man force you to ride his cock until you were dripping around him. His hips moved at such a pace that when you felt yourself cumming, screaming his name, you were forced into another orgasm right after. His nasty grunts and moans of filthy words missing you entirely by how stupid his cock was making you. Your legs shaking on their own, barely able to keep you up. It was only after he filled your crying cunt that he kissed your neck, murmuring how he’d make sure you knew the feeling of a real man every night. His strong hands rubbing your waist as he stayed there, warm in your cunt. “T’s not that hard to make your pretty pussy cum, baby, you were just wasting time with the wrong guys.” It was safe to say that you finished that day off with several more positions making you cry and cream and a boyfriend who you were definitely marrying by this time next year.
shit shit shit I left my furry trash sketchbook in the lobby all the campus dorm leaders are having a meeting in and plopped right in the center of their table is a fucking shirtless bunny dude with my name on it shiiiiiit
tHEY FUCKING FLIPPED THROUGH IT SHIT NO
I’M NOT GOING TO BE REMEMBERED LIKE THIS
my RA just called me “rabbit dude”. it’s all over
I wanna correct them and tell them I’m a “deer dude” but is that any better really?
At least it wasn’t full on porn.
(; ̄ェ ̄)
It was wasn’t it
(; ̄ェ ̄)
LMFAOOOO
ao3 wrapped [writers edition]
How many words have you written this year?
How many works did you publish this year?
What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?
What work of yours has the most hits?
What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?
Favorite title you used
If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most?
Pairing you wrote the most for this year?
Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?
What work was the quickest to write?
What work took you the longest to write?
How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?
What’s your longest work of the year?
What’s your shortest work of the year?
What WIP are you taking into next year with you?
What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag?
Your favorite character to write this year?
The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?
What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?
Which work of yours have you reread the most?
How many kudos in total did you get this year?
Which work has the most comments?
Did you do any collaborative works this year?
Did you write any gifts this year?
Did you receive any gifts this year?
What’s your most common category?
What do you listen to while writing?
Favorite work you wrote this year?
Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
Biggest surprise while writing this year?
I’ll come back to this next year after I’ve hopefully written a lot more so far I’ve published one and I’m currently writing one! So let’s see how this year treats me.