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19, bi-curious, AFAB, but I use any pronouns, writes for fandoms, Currently obsessed with GhostFace and Stu macher, and ghost. Check pinned post Please give me requests 🙏

[spidergutz-writes]

@strawberryscentedknife ⬅️ this blog writes for mha so well! You should totally check them out!!!!!

REQUESTS: OPEN

ASKS: OPEN

HOW MANY REQUESTS DO I HAVE?: 4

Welcome to my side/writing blog!

this blog is where I will be writing my fanfics, imagines, head cannons, and more!

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR

My hero academia!

Tokyo ghoul!

any slashers! (Except for Freddy Kruger and penny wise)

MW2 JHONNY ‘SOAP’ , SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY, KÖNIG, AND CAPTION JOHN PRICE, ALEJANDRO, RUDY, AND MAKAROV.

Demon slayer!

naruto characters!

DHMIS

payday2 but only for, CLOAKER, AND TASER

apex legends!

creepypasta!

as I write more, I will add more fandoms!

don’t be afraid to ask for characters outside of these set fandoms! I might do them!

although if I don’t, please understand that I will have my reasons, wether it be :

I don’t know how to write for the character

I don’t feel comfortable writing for them

Or I simply don’t feel up to do your request (rare, but is liable to happen, please understand)

DNI IF YOU ARE

Under the age of 16

a TERF

homophobic, or transphobic

If you support beastal!ty get tf out of here

there will probably be more that I’ll add on here, but for now that’s it.

please understand and respect my boundaries as I don’t feel comfortable having anyone under the age of 16 reading my things.

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THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT ME: I have hypersomnia, which basically means I’m always tired, and it’s borderline narcolepsy for me at this point, sometimes I have what I like to call “sleep episodes” where I sleep 24/7, likely for a couple of days or a week or two. Please be paitent with me as I can’t control it.

THINGS I WILL WRITE

Gore! :>

NSFW

SFW

headcannons!

Drabbles!

matchups!

angst!!!

Platonic relationships!

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matchups will need to include:

the fandom you want.

what gender you want.

lil ol facts about you.

small description of yourself.

your personality, hobbies, wants and needs in life.

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things I will NOT write

pregnancy/parenting

incest

pedoph|L|a

suicide (I’ll write mentions of suicide, but not the actual action of it happening)

R@pe (NCN is okay with me to a VERY strict extent)

Sexual aššault

Oc x Ooc (sorry, I just can’t ever see myself writing for someone else’s OC)

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harsh kinks like:

piss

scat

any other kink that involves bodily fluids that don’t involve, cum or spit, or blood

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things I will consider writing:

mentions of ræpe (I.E flashback/mentions of it happening in the past, or if goes well along with any type of specific gore, I might do it)

step siblings stuff

food fetish that only include: candy, whipped cream, or chocolate syrup. Anything else is a hard NO

drunk sex

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PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT BE COMPLETELY VAUGE WITH YOUR REQUESTS, I NEED SOME SORT OF FOUNDATION TO WORK WITH. I CANT MAKE A CASTLE WITH A BUNCH OF TWIGS. IM NOT MAGIC, THEREFORE, I CONNOT READ YOUR MIND.

:> —————————

I will update this from time to time, so be sure to check often!

if you don’t follow my boundaries and such, and send in an ask, I’ll understand, but i will ask that you read this.

if it happens a second time I’m deleting your ask all together, and blocking you if it happens a third time.

[shameeater]

The end of online privacy

Now, this isn't something I usually post about from my silly goofy k1nk account (reminder to minors to not follow or scroll this acount).

But I have more followers on here than main, and this is extremely important. Like, scary shit.

This applies to everyone. If you're reading this? It's going to effect you.

I'm sure perhaps some of you have seen around about a this thing going around... KOSA, is one of the ways it's being referred to.

If this shit passes, lemme tell you...

LGBTQ+ adults and minors seeking help and community,

people looking for abortions,

people organizing protests,

anyone using their free speech to voice concerns about injustices, 

even FAN ARTISTS...

Even people reading fan fiction...

And for the purposes of where I'm posting from... people sharing and enjoying their k1nks, wanting to post things with safety and privacy... smut artists and writers, people even LOOKING for smut...

It's all gone. No privacy.

They'll have your face, your name, your age, where you live.

You'll need an ID to use any US-based platform, even if you're NOT in the United States.

Instead of dooming, here's what you can do to stop this shit in it's tracks 👍

Here is a website where you can sign a letter just by filling out a form, (it takes less than 30 seconds) and where you can call reps.

I HIGHLY suggest leaving calls if you're able, and if you have phone shyness, do this after 6pm, since it will leave messages instead.

I'm shy, but I did it!

Here's another letter to sign, takes less than 20 seconds.

Here is a form you can fill out sharing how the social media has POSITIVELY effected you.

Share all of this with as many people as you can. Our safety, freedom, joy, and protection online is at risk more than ever.

(Here is the thread where I found all of this information.)

STAY SAFE!

[elhopper1sm]

If you wanna protect AO3 or character ai. Or Wattpad. Or Tumblr. Or discord. Or even the right for undocumented people and minors to use the fucking Internet reblog this I swear to God. Reblog this and reblog as many KOSA posts as you can go on their website and contact your Representatives. Do it. Do it. Do it.

[coralei]

how do you refer to a group of people in conversation?

all of you

you lot

youse guys

ladies and germs

peoples

children of the lord

chums

humans

gods kids

Something else? (please say in tags)

Voting ended onJan 22, 2024

[spidergutz-writes]

Time to get slutty, bestie..

I’m a whore for Michael getting mad when Reader gets embarrassed about hiding their sounds while fucking. I love it when he gets extra rough bc of it. 😩

Anything to do this this and breeding kink (without the kids LMAO) PLEASE AND THANK YOU 🙏

YOUR FR BLESSING ME WITH IDEAS 😩😩😩

bestie it’s cool we’re all whores for him !

(I try to keep this as gn as possible if I fuck up im sorry ;v;)

I’m doing HC’S for this cause it’s late and ya gal is eepy

WARNINGS: smut. Obviously. Being dicked down by a hot man (Michael Myers) NO BETA /PROOFREAD WE DIE LIKE REAL MEN

Michael is extremely attentive, so you’d be a fool to think he’d let your silence last.

only he’s allowed to be silent, but you? God no he just

your silence is a challenge to him, and he’s going to break you for it

it only takes a moment before he’s snaking his hand up to your throat, and squeezing. Not enough to really hurt or kill, but merely just a warning 👀

man’s already pounding into you, sloppy sounds of skin on skin filling the room, but it’s gets all the more vulgar when he grabs your legs with his remaining free hand, and pushes them up onto his shoulders, and absolutely FOLDING you into a mating press.

his own grunts get a little louder, and if you really focus (you can’t) you’d be able to hear him groan and moan a little.

this intense position, his fast pace, and the hand squeezing your throat finally has you making noise, and I could bet you could just feel his sly smirk

Michael was unknowingly a man of pride, and finally hearing you moan and cry out his name? Has him so hard it fuckin hurts

the sudden rush of just everything has micheal going erratic, his breathing heavier, his pace inhumane, and the hand that was once on your throat, is now pushing your legs back a little more, the mating press he had you in was just the cherry on the top.

when your own orgasm finally washes over you, it takes a good couple (twenty) more thrusts for him to cum

ISTG THAT MAN HAS SUCH GOOD STAMINA HUFUFUFUFUF. ~~~~~~~ heavy breathing and panting fills the room, and as Michael finally pulls out, his cum slowly dribbles out of you, but he wastes no time in fingering it straight back into you, his eyes a dark steel grey, bordering on black. he hums, and leans back to admire his work on you. The bruises already forming on your neck from his intense hold has your thighs clenching. ~~~~~~

HEY WOAH IM SORRY I KNOW YOU REQUESTED THIS LAST NIGHT I FELL ASLEEP ;0; YA GAL WAS EEPY ✌️✌️✌️

anyways, as always, give me constructive criticism!!! I can’t grow as a writer without knowing my mistakes!!

(Please give me more requests tho I’ll frfrfr kiss you, I’ll give you a smooch.)

[slasherfucker101]

EUghhhfjfjfKrkfi THIS WAS SO GOOODDDDDD

[spidergutz-writes]

Lol, thanks :) <3

[callsignhood]

Turn your volume on!

Drew another animated König with 2 of his voicelines, I was struggling so much 💀 Wanted to draw him changing bullets and cock it up

Please repost if you enjoyed it🥺thank you!

[superhell]

what sort of nerd were you

band kid (gay)

theater kid (gay)

orchestra kid (gay)

choir kid (. gay?)

debate kid (why on gods green earth)

school sports team (?????????????????)

trivia team (ok nerd)

i did none of these things (what the fuck did you do in school)

Voting ended onNov 25, 2023

instrument or sport if applicable in tags. if you wish

[spidergutz-writes]

I.

I was a book nerd. And a video game nerd

[joelsgeetar]

i’m making myself horny writing this peepaw smut he’s so feral for reader and desperate im gonna cum

[spidergutz-writes]

Post it and I’ll read the fuck out of it 🫶

[writing-prompt-s]

“You’re not allowed to die without my permission!” The Captain had barked the night before the battle. We laughed then. 100 years later, it’s not as funny.

[spidergutz-writes]

@kivino

This but with captain price and the rest of 141

[iwritestuffthatiobsessover]

I’ve made an accurate version of Mirio Togata on character ai! And I am adding definition by the day so he is more canon accurate with quirk usage, other characters, and events. And if you play your cards right, you’ll be able to get out of the friend zone!

He’s bubbly, positive, flirty, and playful. And he considers you as his best friend. The rest is up to you to decide for Lemillion! ☀️✨

character.ai

character.ai is bringing to life the science-fiction dream of open-ended conversations and collaborations with computers.

[spidergutz-writes]

AYO

(love it btw- it’s hella accurate tbf-)

[wafflenati0n]

[undescribed1mage]

I think that we should take both states down with one hit

[allthenamesweretakenwtd]

Down with law makers‼️

[screamfome]

DOWN WITH THEM ‼️‼️

[captainredf1eld]

DOWN W THESE MFS‼️

[joelsgeetar]

I got my new glasses the other day and holy shit my headaches went away and I see shit like edward from twilight it’s crystal clear in this bitch

[spidergutz-writes]

Hey hello hi,

How.

I legit got my new lenses Friday, AND MY HEADACHES ARE WORSE- PLEASE TELL ME UR WAYS

[joelsgeetar]

What if Michael fell in the shower and all you hear is

UUHHHRRHHGGGG ???..

[spidergutz-writes]

YKNOW THE ZOMBIE SOUND THINGY FROM COD ZOMBIES? THATS HIM.

JUST

UUURRAAAGGGHHHHHH!!

anD THEN YOULL JUST SEE THAT MFER BUTT ASS NAKED IN TEH SHOWER LIKE

[wootwona]

reblog if your account is a trans safe space or owned by a trans person!

[sheeperzzzexplorations]

Little Krieg doodle during class, cw for blood

[spidergutz-writes]

AHHHHHHHH ITS MY BABYGIRL OH MAH GYYATTT

[zeninslut-deactivated20240126]

hufufufggggg Howzer and ban are so FINE, but lemmie do a little shuffle over to the mha fandom, and raise you, MY PRECIOUS BOI TWICE

LIKE- I KNOW IM DELULU BUT THAT MAN COULD DO VILE THINGS TO ME AND ID GIVE HIM A LIL SMOOCH AND THANK HIM 😩🙌✨

you can’t tell me that man isn’t a hardcore switch, who gives some of the best snuggles 🥰

🍋-

i’m still feeling so sad about twice man :( this is very fluffy n sweet!

cw: lots of fluff, some pda, mentions of OSDD (other specified dissociative disorder), nsfwish, cockwarming, switch!twice

insane.

that’s what jin thought he was, what everyone thought he was.

he couldn’t remember when exactly he had stopped being a normal person. being a laid-back, overwhelming and incredibly lazy man.

a lonely, pathetic man was what he’d always been, to the point of creating clones of himself to give him company. the only things that gave him serenity was the inhalation of cigarettes, and his mask that gave him some sort of control.

that was, until he met you.

meeting the league of legends had been a blessing, too. he’ll forever be thankful to toga especially, and everyone else who endured his manic episodes. they accepted him, because they were all messed-up and wicked in their own ways.

he didn’t think that any sane person would be as understanding of him as you were. you were a civilian, the sweet clerk at the convenience store where he’d always buy his cigarettes from.

as someone who had hated her job, you had done a terribly good job at masking what you’d felt. he thought that he was just a normal customer in your eyes, a crazy blonde with a stitched forehead arguing with himself as he dashed into the convenience store for a pack of smokes before sprinting out.

he wasn’t. the third time jin waltzed into the store, wide eyes cast down as he forced his twitching hands into the pockets of his pants, you called him over kindly, waving around a package of the brand of cigarettes he’d always buy. “i was waiting for you,” you’d said, and he was speechless.

were you talking to him? no, idiot. who’d be talking to someone like you? you were crazy. but what if? no, that—

“i’ve been meaning to ask you… uh, if you were down to hang out sometime?” his whole body was frozen by now, was this was toga had talked about with him sometimes when she swooned over cheesy romances? the rare occasion of men being asked out?

was this really happening to him, a man as lowly as himself?

he smacked his forehead, stunning you when he started chuckling. fuck. “sorry!,” he yelled, before clearing his throat, the corners of his mouth twitching up to a forced smile. “hang… out? a… date?”

with a smile that made your eyes crease, you nodded. “sure!”

“h-hold on honey bun, you want to what?”

the blonde hidden under his skintight black and gray bodysuit panicked, taking a big, dramatic step at your offer.

“reward you, baby,” you stated, reaching out your hand as you gave him a smile, “it’s always you telling and showing me how much you love me. i want to… change that.”

the whit fabric over his eyes stretched and widened, before narrowing again. “but—,” he uttered, “doing that is my job. i mean, you’re so perfect and i—”

“so are you, jin.”

there it was again. your sweet, pure smile that held nothing but love for a man as conflicted as him. that smile that made himself give to you entirely. he could see that smile and do anything you’d ask of him.

which brought him to his current predicament of being straddled by you, your bare, perfect body on top of him as he was buried to the hilt inside of you. your gentle touches were enough to make him let loose entirely as his head found your soft pillow, nearly being lulled to sleep by your scent and your sweet voice.

he didn’t know that such intimacy existed. that something so sexual could be so non-sexual. that anyone would ever be willing to be so close to him.

the man was still wearing his mask, breathing heavily into it as you didn’t even move your hips, your fingertips wandering from his bare chest to his sculpted arms. his hands were on your hips, digging into the soft, unmarred flesh, and he groaned.

you never questioned when he insisted on keeping his mask on, even at night. it didn’t matter to you.

“you look perfect, with and without this mask,” you whispered, eyes finding his through the mask, and if you rested your hand over his chest, you’d feel his heart beating out of it. “it doesn’t matter to me. you know that, don’t you?”

he gasped at the closeness, and the distance at the same time. the fact that you wouldn’t move killed and revived him at once. the contradiction almost reminded him of himself.

“i— ugh,” the man huffed, voice much deeper than usually, “am i? i’m not, i’m-” you shushed the man by a kiss planted onto his masked lips, his lips seperating to moan when he felt his member twitch inside of you. you whined at the movement inside of you, hips bucking instinctively.

jin was a pretty man. he was everything to you. you were also all he had, the only person who didn’t judge him for his wrongdoings that he didn’t even think were wrong.

his arms wrapped around you to pull you closer to him, bodies on top of each other as he snuggled his face into your naked chest. no one else would understand how much moments like this meant to you. no one else would ever see the chemistry between you, no one would ever comprehend how a mentally unstable man like jin, someone as villainous as him, pulled someone who hadn’t committed a crime in her entire life.

to be frank, neither of you cared.

“you want to cuddle?,” you asked, cradling his head with your soft hands as you traced it over the fabric of his mask, and the masked man nodded energetically. “yes, yes,” he chanted, “just stay like this, my love. please…”

whenever jin was with you, he surprisingly never contradicted himself. he was as calm as he had been back in the days where he was somewhat normal.

perhaps you were the solution to the war within himself.

[spidergutz-writes]

HEISBSJSGSHBSJSBS THIS IS AMAZING OH MAH GAWD-

[joelsgeetar]

No Tricks, Only Treats.

Pairing: Peepaw Myers x gender neutral reader

Summary: Michael “bumps” into you on Halloween night. (Aka stalking the hell out of you 🖤)

Warnings: Mentions of killing and blood that’s it. the rest is all fluffy <3

Notes: This is really short lol It was just an idea that came to mind like 30 mins ago.

Tags: @meshlaxbunny @ace-of-hearts-and-spades @myersobsessed @myers-meadow @a-rats-selfship-blog @house-of-slayterr @emmacornell @spidergutz-writes @demonologysblog @dumb-vampire-moment @boobe-lover @starr-finn @rave-quinn @asgvrdian

“Michael?” You whisper to yourself as you stare down a Shape in the distance. White mask barely visible from how far away the person is standing. Posture and pace of walking gives it away. It’s just Michael watching over you during the deadliest night of your hometown.

He keeps walking until a group of teenagers cross the street. Your heart goes out to them - hoping they don’t suffer any harm by the hands of your boyfriend. Part of you wonders if he has any kind of moral compass. You’ve noticed he ignores babies and younger children. Maybe he does have something inside of him. Something that prevents him from being a genuine monster.

Michael has no urge to kill those teenagers. He only wants to see you right now. Fresh from eight kills. Drenched in blood. Knife dripping with bits and pieces of flesh. And his only thought is you. Are you safe? Do you need picked up and taken back home? Are you having a party with friends? Do you need anything? A jacket?

So many questions he will never ask. He only watches. Picks you apart with his eyes. It’s a way of showing his devotion, affection, trust, loyalty.. it’s his way of showing everything he feels for you.

Michael removes himself from your range of sight rather quickly, feeling a bit excited to get closer to you with a sneak attack. He knows you’ll like it, the way he suddenly appears behind you. The thrill of it is addictive.

You continue walking down the poorly lit streets with a hammering heartbeat. It’s not fear or a sense of impending doom, it’s something you can’t label. You don’t have enough time to even think about it— Michael snatches you from the shadows and presses himself against you. He’s not hard, he’s not breathing heavy. He’s.. oddly calm.

You turn to face him, your face flushed with heat. “You made my costume more realistic.”

His head tilts slowly. He has yet to see your clothes stained with blood. He is unsure how to feel about it. Part of him likes it, part of him wants to clean you up. Always so conflicting in his mind when it comes to you. It should anger him that you make him think so long about things but it doesn’t.

“Will you be coming home tonight? I’ll bake you some cookies and brownies.” You ask almost shyly, feeling slightly intimidated under his intense stare.

His masked breathing is all you get in response. No grunt. No nod of his head. Nothing. He waits for another minute before reaching out and grabbing your hand, opening your palm and placing a half melted piece of chocolate in it. You bite back a giggle and smile sweetly up at him, whispering a small thank you.

Michael tilts his head at you one more time before walking away, leaving you to enjoy Halloween night. He plans on killing more before coming home to you. It might be four or five in the morning but he’ll be there.

The cookies and brownies sound extremely delicious but he doesn’t want to focus on that. After he satisfies the blood lust tonight he plans on cuddling you for the first time. He decided to try it the second you said thank you. You’re always so thoughtful, appreciative, generous, kind, and so loving towards him. The piece of candy was only his way of saying he’d be back, the cuddles he plans on giving you will be his version of saying thank you for loving him for who he was, is, and who he always will be.

[spidergutz-writes]

HUUFUFUFUFUFUUF I NEED THAT MANS JACKET ON ME RIGHT NOW UDGDJSVSHNSBSJSBS HES SO SILLY

THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US MICHEAL SIMPS