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opinions on luxury trucks( aka more seats than bed like those blocky jeeps)
I hate big stupid pickup trucks the only trucks I respect look like this
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“You look good with my hand around your throat” with Jake? 👀✨
im getting enemies to lovers with this eee
Warnings | Elusions to sexual content, cursing, choking, slightish degradation, name calling, alcohol consumption
As the party dimmed and fizzled outside you found yourself nursing a beer at the kitchen counter, not caring to listen to the drunk babblings of those still by the campfire. You especially didn't care to listen to Jake talk about... whatever it was the he talked about. It had gotten so bad that you'd called him out for being an asshole in front of everyone, firing back he called you uptight and a buzzkill. You didn't leave because you were at all wounded by his words, you just needed to leave before you decided to throat punch him.
You're pulled out of your thoughts when the sliding door opens and none other than the subject of your loathing struts into the room, empty beer bottle slid between his fingers in a way that makes your thighs press together.
"You having fun alone in here, buzzkill?"
"Shut up, Jake." You snap, turning away from him and pressing your back to the counter. You slug back what's left of your beer and smack it down onto the marbled surface, angrily wiping your mouth and grimacing at the taste.
"Or what? You gonna throw some more lousy punches in hopes that they land? You're absolutely pathetic when it comes to insults."
Despite his venomous words Jake steps away from the fridge and deposits himself in front of you against the sink, handing you a fresh beer.
"Fuck. You." You spit.
"In your wildest dreams." The way he winks at you makes it extremely hard to decide if you'd like to slap that smug look off of his face or feel his smirk pressed against your throat.
"You're the worst, you know that right?" You can't help the small huff of a laugh that escapes you when you think about your predicament. Jake is the farthest thing from bad looking and when you get in your little spats it just serves as a reason for you to find yourself with your hand slipping below the covers late at night.
"Oh is that so?" He's moving closer to you now, closing the distance so that you're trapped against the counter.
"Yeah, you're insufferable."
"You know I love it when you talk dirty to me," He chuckles.
"Not to mention you're a fucking pig."
He hums gripping the edge of the counter on either side of you and bringing his face so his lips are hovering over yours. You shrink away from him, not because you're uncomfortable but because you're worried you'll make a decision soon to be regretted.
"I'm wounded." He pouts, giving a little sigh.
When he moves in even closer, so damn close to breaking the one and only rule you've set out for yourself when it comes to Jake you don't even hate him for it. You can only beg him to keep going.
"Jake--" Without thinking you bring your hands to the open edges of his button down.
"I haven't even touched you yet and you're already squirming." Slowly, Jake traces a hand up the inside of your thigh, just missing where you have dreamed of him venturing for so many nights, to you navel, up your sternum. Finally he lets his palm sit at the base of your throat, fingers just loosely wrapped around your neck. "You look good with my hand around your throat."
Words have escaped you and you can barely think about your actions as you pull him in, closing the short distance and feverishly pressing your lips to his. He kisses you back and matches your fervor, letting his tongue glide into your mouth. The entire world has melted around you, it's only you and Jake, and that's all that matters.
Your name tumbles past his lips when you thread your fingers into his hair to help anchor you as his hands roam your body and you're so unwilling to pull away that when he does a high pitched whine escapes you.
"Let's go upstairs."
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Short fic requests are now closed. I might start doing one day of the week where I open requests for shortfics and write a ton! What do we think of that?
#ask mars#greta van fleet#gvf#jake kiszka#danny wagner#josh kiszka#sam kiszka#gvf x reader#danny gvf#jake gvf#greta van fleet x reader#josh gvf#sam gvf#jake kiszka x reader
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Hello friends I’m bored! So instead of writing I’m coming to you lol. How was everyone’s day? Send me an ask so we can talk 💕💕
Also look at this bomb avocado toast I made instead of buying a house
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more clint headcanons
sorry, I took so long to answer this
I didn't know if you had anything in mind, but I have a hc that he doesn't like to drink and eventually becomes (for the most part) sober. I haven't decided if he would completely stop or if he'll have a beer or two at a social event or hanging out with a friend.
I think he tries to better himself as he is getting up in age. (my hope and dream) I wouldnt be shocked of he never went to therapy but he would think about how he wouldn't want to be like his dad (not that I think he is but he would be worried about going down that path) and I don't see him enjoying the way alcohol takes him out of control of his own body anyway.
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So Venus is my favorite planet in the solar system - everything about it is just so weird.
It has this extraordinarily dense atmosphere that by all accounts shouldn't exist - Venus is close enough to the sun (and therefore hot enough) that the atmosphere should have literally evaporated away, just like Mercury's. We think Earth manages to keep its atmosphere by virtue of our magnetic field, but Venus doesn't even have that going for it. While Venus is probably volcanically active, it definitely doesn't have an internal magnetic dynamo, so whatever form of volcanism it has going on is very different from ours. And, it spins backwards! For some reason!!
But, for as many mysteries as Venus has, the United States really hasn't spent much time investigating it. The Soviet Union, on the other hand, sent no less than 16 probes to Venus between 1961 and 1984 as part of the Venera program - most of them looked like this!
The Soviet Union had a very different approach to space than the United States. NASA missions are typically extremely risk averse, and the spacecraft we launch are generally very expensive one-offs that have only one chance to succeed or fail.
It's lead to some really amazing science, but to put it into perspective, the Mars Opportunity rover only had to survive on Mars for 90 days for the mission to be declared a complete success. That thing lasted 15 years. I love the Opportunity rover as much as any self-respecting NASA engineer, but how much extra time and money did we spend that we didn't technically "need" to for it to last 60x longer than required?
Anyway, all to say, the Soviet Union took a more incremental approach, where failures were far less devastating. The Venera 9 through 14 probes were designed to land on the surface of Venus, and survive long enough to take a picture with two cameras - not an easy task, but a fairly straightforward goal compared to NASA standards. They had…mixed results.
Venera 9 managed to take a picture with one camera, but the other one's lens cap didn't deploy.
Venera 10 also managed to take a picture with one camera, but again the other lens cap didn't deploy.
Venera 11 took no pictures - neither lens cap deployed this time.
Venera 12 also took no pictures - because again, neither lens cap deployed.
Lotta problems with lens caps.
For Venera 13 and 14, in addition to the cameras they sent a device to sample the Venusian "soil". Upon landing, the arm was supposed to swing down and analyze the surface it touched - it was a simple mechanism that couldn't be re-deployed or adjusted after the first go.
This time, both lens caps FINALLY ejected perfectly, and we were treated to these marvelous, eerie pictures of the Venus landscape:
However, when the Venera 14 soil sampler arm deployed, instead of sampling the Venus surface, it managed to swing down and land perfectly on….an ejected lens cap.
#space#space history#venus#NASA#Venera#spost#I will talk all day about venus#ask me about venus floating sky cities#unpopular opinion venus > mars#this is probably my favorite space history story#the surface of venus is made of lens caps#don't try to tell me the universe doesn't have a sense of humor#well#I guess its more that people have a sense of humor and we happen to live in the universe
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what's your second favorite pickled vegetable
Carrots, thin sliced. Currently my favorite are beans, and some runners-up are peppers and cabbage!
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"Excuse me?" Jazz's voice echoes in the meeting room in space. She gains the attention of the heroes immediately and sees them tensing up in at her appearance.
Behind her, he swirling green portal is open, waiting for her to return.
A blond, coat wearing man, curses upon seeing her and gives a half bow. "Princess Jasmine," he speaks up, eye twitching.
"What brings you here?"
At the greeting and reveal of her title, few others fall into bows, the lady at the head of the table, wonder woman?, gives her a smile.
Her eyes pin the green skinned man to his seat, who in return tilts his head at her.
"My brothers birthday is soon," she focuses on the man again. "I'm simply here for a present."
The man tenses, another curse slipping. "Ah– king phantom, right? I wasn't aware his birthday would be so soon."
Jazz ignores him, calmly walking to the Martian and placing a picture of Mars before him.
"The tales of your people have brought much interest to my brother. He became a big fan." She tells, sharing her intentions at his light poking.
"I ask for a signature, it would make his day."
Martian Manhunter, alien hero, and once upon a time, a father even smiles. He's delighted yet feeling a deep-rooted sadness. The tales of his people continue to spread in the afterlife, it seems.
Jazz leaves quickly after, not before giving Diana a number, they are cousins after all.
Danny will love her present.
#dcxdp#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc#fic prompt#writing prompt#dc x dp prompt#Jazz is the best sister#she literally walks into space like she owns it#(she might not but her brother sure does)#martian manhunter is so /pos#he later asks diana to ask the king if his wife is there too#with their kids#he also gets a copy of the mars pic#jazz isnt a monster#and if he gets imgredients only found on mars after this#he aint telling anyone
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hi can I get uhhhhh
yeah that’ll be 69.99 thanks
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P..pretty please..skizzpulse
I would’ve ignored this seeing as I said I’m not doing requests, but this gave me an excuse to change up my Skizz design because I didn’t like it.
He’s got “S”s in his eyes to match his bestie, Impulse.
Well anyways, I’m always in a Skizzpulse mood anyway.
Skitties real
#mars ask#mars art#mcyt#mcyt fanart#mcytblr#mcytumblr#hermitcraft#hermitblr#hermitshipping#hermitshipblr#skizzleman#skizz fanart#skizzleman fanart#impuslesv#impulse fanart#imp and skizz#imp & skizz#skizzpulse#mcyt shipping#shipping
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i demand gale doodles
his big brown cow eyes have enraptured me
#gale of waterdeep#gale dekarios#bg3 gale#bg3#baldurs gate#baldur’s gate 3#mars draws#doodles#asks#ladiemars
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Bonding activities (Its the 5th time that their hand needed fixing)
#y/n: (joking) if you wanted to spend more time together you could have asked lmao#sun: fr?#y/n: what sun: what#anyways#fnaf#mars artz#fnaf dca#dca#finders keepers y/n#finders keepers au#fnaf y/n#y/n#daycare attendant#robot gore#?#ask to tag
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are you gonna make more Long Exposure content? as in more chapters or mini chapters perhaps
Anything is posslilble....
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“did i say you could stop?” for the smut blurbs, perhaps w joshua 😏
eee I was hoping i'd get this one! Its a pretty generic plot but i thought it was fun!
Warnings | Explicit sexual content, cursing, m masturbation
You got off early today from work and decided against telling Josh, hoping that you could surprise him. You expected Josh to be puttering around the house, probably cleaning or cooking, maybe even utilizing his home studio but when you enter the house and toe of your shoes you aren't expecting a quiet house with all of the lights off.
"Josh?" You call out for him but not too loud, maybe he's sleeping?
Slowly you work your way through the house, setting down your keys in the dish by the door, depositing your lunch containers in the sink and then heading upstairs.
The door to your shared bedroom is closed, not a usual sight in your house and you can't help but press your ear against the wood, noticing a thin sliver of light shining from under the door.
There's music playing so Josh is most definitely behind the unusually closed door and upon further listening you strain to hear his soft breathing and occasional moans.
Cracking the door open you softly push it until Josh is in your line of sight. He's sprawled out on the bed, bare chested with a pair of grey sweat shoved haphazardly around his hips. His hand is working quickly over his bare cock.
"Hey baby." You whisper, moving further into the room and allowing your presence to be known.
His eyes flick up to you in shock and he halts his movements, a blush tinging his cheeks, "Hey mama, I didn't realize you were home." His voice is shaky, just above a whisper and you assume it's all he can manage.
"Did I say you could stop? Let me see you Joshy, keep going."
(i feel like this needs a part two)
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Short fic requests are now closed. I might start doing one day of the week where I open requests for shortfics and write a ton! What do we think of that?
#ask mars#greta van fleet#josh kiska#josh kiszka x reader#gvf#jake kiszka#danny wagner#sam kiszka#josh kiszka#gvf x reader#greta van fleet x reader#danny gvf#jake gvf#josh gvf#sam gvf
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💖 🥸 please
ahh thank you sending me this ask clare 💕
💖 What is your primary writing goal for this year?
My primary goal is to set deadlines and actually meet them. I feel like I'm pretty bad at actually publishing stuff when I say I would lol (sorry my pretty readers). I hope this year I can release more things!
🥸 Does anyone in IRL know you write fanfic or original fiction? If not, do you plan on telling anyone this year?
I have no shame so literally everyone knows i do haha my besties have all read my fics and roasted me about it. even my mom read one of my sfw stories (cause i dont think she's ready to learn about my kinks HAHAHA)
Ask me about my writer goals this year!
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asexual ftm trans clint and demisexual genderfluid bucky
I do have a ftm clint hc but I never thought about him being asexual cause he gives it up for anyone lmaoo but he is an attention whore so it's like he just flirts and stuff but then the person flirts back and he runs
also I think he would figure out that he's asexual later in life maybe he's talking to nat about it and she's like it's sounds like you're asexual and his mind explodes also same with him finding out you could have a romantic relationship without sex
demisexual bucky is soo true cause he's an ass too everyone except people he likes/loves lmaoo also I do have a trans bucky hc but I haven't thought of it really in depth yet in terms of if he's ftm or genderfluid or something else but I do think about him being trans in the war and what that was like for him (im assuming awful but I haven't read those comics frl to get the vibe) especially what that would mean for steve and buckys relationship because while I don't think steve would be intentionally transphobic towards him but I think he would be very ignorant about it and say things that's really harmful but that wouldn't be his intention also I think steve would try and relate to him because he does struggle with his own masculinity (steve and his masculinity is a convo for another day) but yeah and also bucky looks up too him and steve is really important to him
thinking about t4t winterhawk and them being each others safe space and they vent to each other and they comfort each other on bad days [cries]
IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS TOO LONG
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if you could make one of your OCs real for the sole purpose of giving them a warm blanket and a filling meal, who would it be
Jason Zurich-Lacey. Ex police contractor who spent much of his adult life in a drug induced dissociative state piloting police mecha until his nonexistent coping started to catch up with him. He's got ankylosing spondylitis, is in sensory hell after essentially living in sensory deprivation for several years, no family and a gender crisis he's never been able to address.
(Don't worry, he ends up befriended by a non-binary forestry technician and they do a good job of administering warm-blanket-hot-food-shoulder-to-cry therapy UvU)
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