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please dump your favourite fics in my inbox i need one trillion lines of dm cocaine to heal
I don’t wanna adult! I just wanna read danmei and play video games!
Need a sadistic woman’s belt done just a little too tight around my neck, a few dozen handprints marked onto my ass and all thoughts fucked out of my stressed little head.
Just posting a little snippet of something here because I have writer’s block for real life assignments and it’s a bit discouraging
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“Please?”
“No.”
“Pretty please?”
“No.”
Elphaba sat on her bed, her Ozian history book open on her lap. She was pretending to be enthralled with the history of Gilikin ice cream, which was really quite interesting, in an attempt to ignore her roommate’s pleading. It wasn’t working but the devious part of Elphaba wanted to pretend it was.
In the end it didn’t matter. A ball of pink tulle landed on the pages of Elphaba’s book. Wide, brown eyes stared up at her, pink lips pursed in a dramatic pout. Elphaba couldn’t help but smile at the sight below her.
“You know you have your own bed. A bigger one.”
Glinda only curled up even closer and Elphaba had to put her book away if she wanted to avoid damage to the pages. “I like yours better.”
Elphaba sighed, adjusting her legs so that Glinda had room to crawl up close to her chest the way she seemed to like it. If there was one thing Elphaba learned about her new best friend early on, it was that she was extremely touchy.
Cuddly was a better word now that she reflected on it.
“Fine, you can stay.”
As if Elphaba had the heart to make her leave.
Glinda perked up.
“But my answer is still no.”
Glinda groaned, tilting her head back dramatically. “But why? Please? I’ll do anything.”
Elphaba grinned, letting her sharp teeth catch the side of her lip. “Would you come to the library with me next week to help me organize the shelves for Madame Crow?”
Blonde hair buried itself under Elphaba’s chin and a frustrated whine came from beneath it. “That’s not fair. That’s not the same thing as asking you to come to the Sunrise Festival this weekend.”
Elphaba nodded sagely and spoke in her most serious voice. “You’re right. Perhaps I should ask you to walk backwards along the Suicide Canal. Just to make it fair.”
“Elphie.”
She laughed, reaching up one green hand to stroke her fingers through Glinda’s blonde curls. Elphaba couldn’t stop her cheeks from flushing as Glinda practically purred under her touch. This was just what being best friends with her roommate was like. That is, if Elphaba had been interested in adopting a very, very affectionate cat.
Glinda sighed dramatically. Elphaba knew she was pouting despite not being able to see her face. “There must be something out there I can do to convince you.”
Elphaba couldn’t keep the humor out of her voice. “Well, you have a whole week to figure it out.”
The way Glinda stiffened in Elphaba’s lap filled her with unease. Her roommate shot up from her position, brown eyes glittering with determination. Elphaba didn’t have time to mourn the loss of contact as Glinda slid off the bed and started pacing.
“You’re right! I do have a whole week! That’s plenty of time!”
She cleared her throat. “As of tomorrow, Monday, May twenty-onestt—“
“It’s May twenty-first.”
“Same thing. As of tomorrow, Monday, May twenty-first I shall devote all of my time next week to the cause of convincing my very best friend, Elphaba Thropp, to attend the Sunrise Festival with me.”
Glinda crossed her heart, vibrating with excitement.
Elphaba felt her own heart drop. What had she gotten herself into?
nothing excites you more than getting to see König after a long and exhausting day and allowing yourself to melt in his arms. truly the safest place in the world.
GIRLIES!!!
I have come to the conclusion there isn’t enough Marcus Pierce x reader or OC fics. Or in general Tom Welling that isn’t Clark Kent, don’t get me wrong, I love our boy Clark, but I need some beefy Pierce fics, my sanity actually depends on it.
If I could write well enough, I’d do it myself…but I’m not. So please anyone, I need to read some more Tom Welling fics!!!!
If you haven’t gathered already, Marcus Pierce is Tom Wellings Character in Lucifer Season Three, the first time I’d actually seen him on the screen ever. 🫣 Sue Me.
In other words…HAWT!
I want a crack fic where the Deadpool Corp starts hooking up with random Wolverines while they're dimension hopping doing TVA work (hired as independent contractors?) and they start up a Facebook group Are We Dating the Same Guy (the answer is yes, they are dating the same guy) and it has the most random ratings of all the Wolverines. Like AoA Logan gives the best bjs, ten out of ten, just don’t mention the missing hand or you’ll lose your dick. Or Old Man Logan's got prostate problems and a bad back so go easy on the grandpa.
But poor comic book accurate Logan, the tiny short king gets called out for being a catfish multiple times because they all ASSUMED he was Hugh Jackman tall due to the other Logans. Poor guy. But he's actually insanely good in the sack (only a few DPs find out and keep it a secret between them).
And one of the DPs actually hooked up with Hugh by mistake thinking he was Logan and keeps asking him to pop out the claws, and he's like "huh??"