Writing Master List
Includes all non-event writing. Separate Masterlist for October events.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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almost home
Cosmic Funnies
Acquired Stardust
$LAYYYTER
taylor price
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sheepfilms

titsay

shark vs the universe

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@theartofmadeline
styofa doing anything
Xuebing Du
trying on a metaphor

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Writing Master List
Includes all non-event writing. Separate Masterlist for October events.
If I delete my ao3 account will the curse fuck off?
My bike got stolen this morning
Bout to make a rated list of foods I’ve thrown up in the last week and a half (I’m sick/on meds that make me nauseous)
Does Reader have a job????
Cause like...
Do I give reader job?????
Jason Todd x Reader Chapter 7
Chapter List
You sit up, a low groan pulling from your chest involuntarily, joints aching with sleep. After a few minutes—which still didn’t feel like enough—you push to your feet, the cold of the floor helping to drag the last dredges of sleep from your bones.
Can I have intimacy without sex?
In case you’re thinking about getting on anti-depressants because mental health is important
Dont
I’ve been throwing up for the last 2 weeks
Fucking ADHD paralysis bro.
Yall… I hate the medical field.
Strep AND Covid at the same fucking time
Apparently my incessant need to be better than everyone does include my own father
God, I want a man with big meaty hands to hold me face down ass up.
This man literally goes
"I want children with you so future generations can fall in love with the parts I fell in love with."
Just had a conversation with the most poetic man I’ve ever met and respectfully, if this doesn’t work out.
There’s no one for me
This is it.
Game over.
Just met an identical older!Price. Had a neurological speech disorder due to dementia, was very interesting, had the same demeanor and everything
Hate sex with Ghost except you wear lip plumper, because if he’s going to be an asshole so would you.
Tw! Kinda asshole! Simon, hate sex, nothing too heavy, reader is sassy, mildly degrading language.
He’s got you pinned beneath him, pressing you to the desk. His cock pressing an outline to your ass. You knew this was coming, you weren’t stupid. His intentions were obvious from a mile away. So, you planned accordingly.
You’d been walking around all day doing simple things to rile him up. Bending down, your uniform only accentuating your curves (fatigues do the same thing for women that they do men!!!!). Voice pitched up slightly, in that whiny way that made his eyes go glassy for a second. Lips—plump and pouty—covered in what would easily be mistaken as lip gloss. Something you knew he would take pleasure in ruining.
“You like getting me all riled up?” He’d snarl in your ears. “Need someone to fuck that bitchy attitude out of you?”
And when he shoved you to your knees, his leaking tip already pressed to your lips smearing pre-cum around. You’re fighting a smug smirk, knowing what was coming.
He was too lost in the feeling of your glossy lips to notice the slight building burn. You obliged quicker than usual, and if he noticed he didn’t say anything, only rough grunts following your tongue.
You wrap your lips around his length, the stretch burning your cheeks as you slowly bob your head. Teasingly—trying to piss him off more.
As expected, his hand tangles in your hair, forcing you deeper. Only letting up after you gag a few times, tears burning your eyes. He yanks you back with a harsh look, “Still got some fight in you?”
You can only roll your eyes in response, chest heaving with soft pants. Your lips pull up in a loose smirk.
It's a miniscule change, but you can see the second he realizes you are up to something. His brows soften ever so slightly, then a shift in his weight. His hand loosens in your hair.
“What the fuck did you do?” His voice is half a pitch higher than usual—tighter. Then he lets go of your hair entirely, “Jesus woman! What did you do!?”
You smile wiping his pre-cum (along with the plumper) off your lips, “Thought I’d give you a taste of your own medicine.”
His jaw tightens, hand fisting his cock trying to stop the burning. Rough curses falling from his lips. “The fuck is this!”
“Have fun!” you coo, already sauntering off. A teasing sway to your hips.
TLDR: The next few hours he’s panicking trying to figure out what you did to his dick. When the skin finally cools down, it all puffy and red. And he debates for a while how embarrassing it would be to go to medical.
The next few times he dicks you down; he pointedly does not let you give him head.
Credit to my coworker for suggesting this :D
Unintentionally joins Ramadan because of new workout/meal schedule
I will be healthy. I will be healthy. I will be healthy. I will be healthy.
Even if it kills me :(