If you’re someone who wants to make original stuff for people to see, DO IT!!! 

Your worth as an artist is not determined by the number of Tumblr notes you get. Followers are NOT a currency. Don’t worry about instant gratification, because you’re creating something only you can own for the rest of your life! It will take you longer to build up an audience around something that doesn’t have a pre-loaded fanbase. In fact it’ll probably take longer than you think, but you’ll have a much more satisfying artistic career.

Based on this comic, and further inspired by this comic.

GUYS. DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN WRITE CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE FICS ON AO3

The last part of the ‘Stop smoking” comic… I spent waaaaay too much time on this lol

Well, hope you enjoy :P

Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)

Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!

So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)  J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I’ll have this running all weekend, so feel free to drop by!

anonymously tell me what my specialty as a fanfiction writer is

Writers only know how to start project, make aesthetics, scroll through tumblr, delete words, abandon WIPs, eat hot chip, and lie

It really is

stole this from twitter. yall which one do i give off??

Could you do a Nines x Reader where reader woke up from a nightmare? Maybe something traumatic happened in their past (don’t need to detail that bit) and it just replayed graphically in their mind (again, don’t need to write that but) and just hurt comfort from Nines? If not, other characters are fine. Or you can ignore this request!

A/N: sorry for the delay! I’m finally done with finals so I freely write! 

Warnings: implied attack and rape

Nines isn't used to 'sleeping.' He's done it before and it wasn't bad. But it was strange. Before he met you he would sometimes power off. The nights he didn't, he would work. Then there were the nights that Connor would be up and they would talk. About nothing in particular, usually about their casework. His favorite nights were the ones he spent with Sumo on his lap. When he knew no one could hear him, he would talk to the dog. It was the only time he allowed himself a bit of vulnerability.

He told Sumo about how he felt when he first deviated. Confusion was the first feeling he could identify. His first few days of 'life,' he felt only negative feelings. At the time, his happiness stemmed from his pure affection towards Sumo. He would never admit it to anybody but he enjoyed Sumo's company.

Days turned into months and he felt new things. Good things. It started when Hank would acknowledge his good work with a pat on the back. Then he felt good when he annoyed Gavin. But his good days were few and far in-between. After that, he went a few months without feeling anything new.

He didn't understand what the big deal about deviating was. Other androids would describe how happy they were but he couldn't relate.

On a day like any other, he was with Hank and Connor. They were working on a drug case. Red ice was popping up more and more. The more red ice there was the more violence there was.

Once again he finished the case. But he didn't feel anything. Not when Hank pats his back. Not when Sumo licked his hand when he got home. He was indifferent to everything around him.

Connor and Hank noticed his change but neither knew what to do. Connor suggested that Nine's go out more and speak to more people. If he could feel, he would've felt annoyed at his suggestion. But he listened to his brothers advice anyway.

That's what led him to a meeting with Markus. Connor's role in the liberation of the android led to a role in Android-Human delegations. Nine's didn't have a place there but his brother urged him to join.

He stared out the window while Connor and Markus spoke. They were waiting on a human delegate. He didn't listen to them and continued to stare out the window. Something he realized was innately human.

He turned toward the door as someone knocked. The door opened and he felt his breath catch in his throat. There you stood. You shook hands with the others and when you turned to him he froze. Connor cleared his throat and he was brought back to reality. He shook your hand and followed your figure throughout the entire meeting.

He didn't say anything until he noticed you were leaving. He offered to walk you out and silently led you out of the building. Not one to be soft-spoken he asked you out before you could leave. You've been together ever since.

Nine's felt again. He felt nervous before every date. He felt proud every time he made you laugh. He got jealous and pouty whenever he felt anyone else flirt with you. He felt pure joy when you first moved in together. He only got happier when you adopted a puppy together.

He even started to sleep. But he could only do so with you in his arms. At least that's what he told you. He loved how his words made you flustered.

And sure there was the occasional fight concerning his job but it never lasted long.

He was stubborn but seeing your tearstained face broke his heart. He couldn't do this to you. He would work anything out if it meant you could be together.

You had a big fight the night before and he was determined to make it up to you. He planned a romantic night for you two. He had all your favorite things planned. You were going to be home around 7 pm so he waited patiently by the door.

An hour passed and he started to pace. Were you still mad at him? Were you okay? He didn't get the chance to ask any more questions before his phone rang. It was a number he didn't recognize. He was getting a call from the hospital. He rushed the door as they continued to explain the situation.

Nine's never thought he would feel this terrible. He was afraid of losing you. No, afraid didn't begin to cover it. He was absolutely terrified.

He was in a daze and only came to when he stood by your bed. You were unconscious. He stared at your bruised face and his heart broke. Tears rolled down his cheeks and he wanted nothing more than to hold you.

He could only imagine how much pain that would cause you. Connor and Hank came not too long after. He couldn't bring himself to even look at them. That didn't stop Connor from pulling his brother into a hug. It gave him more comfort than hed care to admit.

They told him that you were attacked on your way home. He felt his fear replaced with anger. An anti-android human group had attacked you. They beat you within an inch of life and violated you. He was ready to burn the city to the ground. He would've left but Hank stopped him. They promised to investigate and take care of the situation while he stayed by your side.

He sat in a chair beside your bed. He was afraid to step away or blink. He couldn't bear to lose you. The next morning, you woke up. As soon as he looked into your eyes he could see them filling with tears. He didn't say a word as he moved to hold you. He was beyond caring. He then whispered soothing words into your hair and shed his own tears.

You left the hospital later that day. At home, he babied you and doted on you. He refused to put you through any more pain. That night he held you as you lulled to sleep. It didn't take long before you were thrashing and crying in your sleep. His heart shattered at the sight. He lightly shook you awake.

He didn't pry but you told him everything. As much as it angered him, there was nothing he could do but be there for you. He stroked your hair and told you how much he loved you. He swore to you that he would do everything in his power to keep you safe. You had more nightmares after that. But every time you woke up you had your best friend, the love of your life by your side to protect you.

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