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no matter how hard i try, i'm still thinking about her (the klaine hsm au).
#ramblings#i only have one scene in my head and it won't go away#i can't come up with an actual plot for this though#but for some reason i do have some of the glee characters cast#god writing is hard#delete later maybe
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alas! i am finally writing my way-too-long-in-production crime and punishment fanfic with female raskolnikov! it's going along awfully but i keep beating myself over with a stick, yelling "IT'S THE FIRST DRAFT, IT'S THE FIRST DRAFT" over and over. being a writer is painful.
#lesbian raskolnikov and lesbian razumikhin make my brain go BRRRRRRRRRRRR#while writing this i also began writing one other fic#with a scene i really want to use in this fic but i thought it would be cool even within like the canon-compliant restraints#with raskolnikov and razumikhin being men#so i tried that and im simultaneously writing two fics at once#just switching between them whenever i run out of ideas for one#MULTITASKING BABEY!!!!!!#i have spent the majority of my evening + night on this and i have only something over 1k words in each of the fics#god writing is HARD#writing tag#personal#i dont know why i tag the posts i make with 'personal'#i started doing it in like 2016 and i guess i never stopped#im gonna.......... come up with a better tag#it shall be...................#natali speaks
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Got a follower about two weeks ago. Follower seemed fine. Cute dog avatar.
Follower reblogs my stuff. I talk to people, so I check my activity a lot. I see them. They seem cool.
Notice that follower is going deep into my blog. Okay, neat. People do that. It's cool. No time limit on the blog. I dig it.
Follower starts reblogging H*P* fanart I reblogged in 2018. Maybe it's just once? No. It's every single piece of fanart I reblogged way back. Anything that comes up with the HP search on my blog that is positive to HP.
2018. HP fanart. Reblogging it.
Why? To make a point I guess. That they like HP and "look this person CLEARLY USED TO" or some shit. IDK. Don't care. Didn't like it.
Blocked. Fuck off.
I'm always watching motherfucker
#i didnt sleep well can you tell#lace speaks#weeeeeeeee#this is still more put together than how i think#god writing is hard#thank you for making me go back and delete all that shit tho
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To all my writers who have a tough time with smut terms and not knowing which ones to use, I have found the holy grail for us.
This reddit user, who I've recently found out is @kjscottwrites here on tumblr, took a poll of 3,500 people and went really in depth with asking their favorite terminology, along with actual pie charts on what the readers preferred to see in their smut.
Check out their post with the link to the Google doc here!
#hope yall enjoy😌#share to save a life because god smut is so hard to write😭#fics#fan fiction#fanfiction#writing#writing tips#smut#write#don't mind me#i dunno what else to tag this as
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(WIP) It's all over. (First draft)
God. She couldn't deny that it hurt, sure, but... It was for the best, right? The world she'd lived in for so long was gone. Goodbye, fairy tale adventures. Goodbye to the insane little cat that had haunted her for so long.
"Goodbye." Her voice was soft, trembling. Full of tears, she looked towards her allies. They were all sad, too. But every adventure had to end, right? And every grand knight had to return home. And so she trudged along. Slowly, one by one, they fell off as she approached the barrier between worlds.
Hara, the sorceress who'd taught her how to wield her powers, was the first to go. Her newest ally, only having joined in the final part of her journey. How beautiful their adventure had been. How desperately she wished she'd gotten to know her better. Know what had brought her here. But there was no time.
Tomas, the scrappy inventor. Heh. She'd saved him from his own creation, and he was the second to fall behind. But he understood the natural order of things. She was an outsider. She did not belong here, and for balance to be restored... All things had to be made right. All pieces had to be put back in their original positions. Their original worlds.
Jonathan, the stealthy little trickster. What a pesky cat he was, with those vampiric fangs. But she'd really gotten through to him, she reckoned. Helped him realize there was more to the world than power. More to the world than death. More to the world than pain. He understood, too. Nothing good could last forever... Not even their story.
Pieces of armor fell to the ground, their straps removed one by one. She couldn't bring it with her. What would her family think?
...Shit. What would her family think anyway? She'd left at twelve, and she turned twenty today. She'd been gone for eight years. She had to forge on. Surely, they'd understand, right?
The next to leave her side was Akari. A loyal knight, he'd been by her side since the earliest chapters. She felt her hand slipping out of his as he slowed. She could hear his armored shoulders shaking. He didn't get it--Why did she have to leave? It was painful for him to watch... But he trusted Tomas, and he trusted her.
The portal was closer now. Ten feet. Five.
"...I'm sorry." Murmured a voice next to her. It was Tana. God... She'd met her when she'd first showed up here. Tana had been the one who'd shown her around. Who'd promised to show her the entire world laid out before them, upon the top of the Altarian Mountains. Her closest companion. Her dearest friend.
She stepped into the portal, too afraid to look back. She didn't want to see Tana's tears. Didn't want to see her companions struggling in the light of the portal. It burned them, seared at their hearts and souls the closer they got. It was for her, and her alone. But...
No. There was someone else, wasn't there? That little kitten wove between her feet, mewling desperately. Pathetically. "No... Doesn't it hurt you, buddy?" She leaned down to shoo him off, but all he did was cling to her hands. "...No. I said go.
Go!" She shoved him away, but he just ran back. Why...? She could see his fur burning. He'd been with her since the moment she'd appeared here, in this beautiful world. It was following him that she'd found the way in the first place. He'd been a kitten for these eight long years, protected by her and her people. Why was he only just now growing a backbone? Now, when she needed most to leave?
Tears streamed down her face. God. She didn't want to leave. But what was coming...
She could feel herself unraveling at the seams. If she didn't return home... How long did she have? A month? A year? A decade? "...Please, I have to go. I'm sorry. I... I'll find a way back, I swear."
A long, desperate mewl.
"I've helped you enough. I've *hurt* you enough. The world's safe, bud. They're all gone. The evil queen has been killed--You saw it. You saw... You saw Tomas put his bolt through her. I've done my job."
Another long mewl. The portal swirled behind her. It woudln't be open for long. It'd taken them months to find it, even. "...I'm dying. You know that."
And another... And finally, she broke down. God, she didn't want to go. It hurt so badly even trying. The tears grew stronger, her entire body trembling as she clutched this kitten close to her chest. "I...
I can't leave, can I...?"
The end approached. How long did she have?
...Did it really matter?
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The Puerto Rican flag showing up when Rio snaps at Miles for getting a B in Spanish is such a fun little example of the incredible attention to detail in this movie
#across the spiderverse#atsv#miles morales#rio morales#my post#i am going to be absolutely FERAL when this movie comes out#spiderverse#I relate to miles a lot here. like i can read/write/speak etc in spanish but i don't do any work which is why i have a D in class rn#also some of those old castillian texts are hard as fuck my god-
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"I can see dead people." He mentions with a shrug, using the chopsticks to fish more noodles into his mouth.
Dick stares at him. "Huh."
"Is that why you help?" He asks, getting more spring rolls.
"Yeah. Once someone becomes a ghost, word gets out quick, and they come to me. Always tatling about unfairness and justice." The kid waves the words around, rolling his eyes.
Dick just pretens to he uninterested, despite his mind racing at the new info. He is piecing past moments together, every shadow leaping away, every note with tips, leads and—
Huh.
"Do you... like it? Doing all that?" Richard approaches thus carefully, brows furrowed at the kid opposite of him.
Danny moves his head, giving a 'so-so' answer. "It's not much to like, I can see ghosts, and they know it and use it. If it brings them to peace or whatever– well, that's just a plus."
Dick stares. He places his chopsticks down and looks at Danny worried.
In turn, the kid sighs. "Sometimes gifts become curses the longer you have it."
And Dick understands.
Mind made up, he throws a pair of keys at the kid, watching fondly as the other catches them with confusion.
"Next time use these, instead of entering through the window."
Danny mock-salutes with a shit eating grin. "Yes, Officer grayson."
#dcxdp#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#fic prompt#writing prompt#dc x dp prompt#dick really got a kid now huh#dick: oh wow how did you get in here#danny: *fist down a cereal box and cheeks syuffed full eith food* wdym#he annoys dick during his police hours#he doesnt even blink twice when he later catches him tyring to sneak in as nightwing#dick got the most chill kid ever#dick telling bruce of how easy danny is: :D#dick then finding out about every horrifying and downright traumatic wvent in ddannys past: D:#hes calling connie raven and black canary#for the ghosts and much needed therapy#dick abt danny: what a good kid!#dick abt danny after: oh god youre traumatsied#he's parenting so hard he should get an award#tbf danny gives him a makeshift trophy with “best officer pops.ever” in glittery pen
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Nice night 🌘
#fuyuhiko kuzuryu#hajime hinata#kazuichi souda#akane owari#sonia nevermind#sdr2#super danganronpa 2#danganronpa 2#danganronpa#an art#Me drawing this at 8 in the morning:#I was drawing this after working on the fic a bit. I'm struggling....but trying.... !!!!!!!#Please for the love of God don't focus on the hand size changing. You think u can keep track of that???#Edit: the final chapter is almost done. I drew this as a comfort before All That lol so. Enjoy#Me after writing: ...... and then it was all a bad dream the end :)#Vi if you see this. I'm waving. Tysm for your hard work
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got too crazy last night & made a fake Gerard Fangoria cover... 🧛♀️
📸: Jess Gleeson
#omtai art#mcr#mcrsydney#i had a dream i got a cease and desist from tumblr if i posted this...#But its literally fine and nobody cares and jimmy from fangoria said its fine#my brain so wack#anyways. making this was so so fun#the bordering on the logo is really fucky btw so dont look too hard at it#cuz i couldnt find a highres vector anywhere so i had to screenshot the svg off the site 😭 & then magicwand it#but the site didnt have the border so i had 2 add it myself#and its too thick and wraps weirdly but Deal with it i dont have photoshop i made this in csp#also god bless the people at mcrchive for making clean drumhead writings. i was fully prepared to just do it myself#i did for the 'in the swarm' tho its really hard trying to digitally mimic drip markers...#i wanted to put the guys in the boxes on the side but the photographer didnt post any photos of frank#if they took any#and it was like 4am at that point i dndt wanna go hunt for a frank photo from that night#So this is the gerard solo cover. enjoy#blood
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perv chan with tit obsession and lactation kink fuckkkk
omfg imagine perv!chan who feels himself going insane after you’ve had your baby, incapable of taking his eyes off of your swollen tits and has to excuse himself to jerk off every time you whimper in pain when they’re extra sore :(
he shouldn’t feel so flustered, you’re his wife for god’s sake and he should just tell you, but this is mortifying for him!!!
ever since you’ve had your child, all he can think about as he fucks into his fist is his longing to grope and fondle your swollen and aching tits from behind and watch the way your milk seeps and soaks your shirt, the cute buds of your nipples hard enough to poke through the fabric.
naturally, he can’t help himself one night when your tits slip out of your thin and far too tight tank top as you’re sleeping. it’s the deepest you’ve slept in weeks and you definitely weren’t waking up any time soon.
he can’t help himself from gently squeezing your breasts and watching the way your milk squirts out, feeling his cock swell and twitch in his boxers. he could cum to this image alone.
just to see, he thinks, but that quickly goes out the window when he covers your nipple with his warm mouth, softly yet eagerly suckling the liquid and groaning at the taste and sound of your quiet mewls, palming his bulge furiously.
yeah, he has no choice other than to bring this up later.
#god i usually dont write about lactation kink but why did this drive me insane#tw somno#tw dubcon#bang chan smut#bang chan x reader#skz smut#skz x reader#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#perv bang chan#bang chan hard thoughts#bang chan hard hours#perv skz#skz hard thoughts#skz hard hours#stray kids hard thoughts#stray kids hard hours#answered#anonymous
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And I said, “Hello, Satan
I believe it’s time to go.”
#my art#southern gothic#been too depressed to create anything but I’ve made this today#the little rhyme has been in my head for a few weeks#spilled ink#I guess do people still use that tag for poetry or am I old lol#I’ve been writing in my journal pretty much daily and sometimes spitting out little poems like this#not much energy for art#so I’m not gonna pressure myself to keep it up#I’m just gonna enjoy the fact that I made this#I hope ur all well <33#the devil#by the way this isn’t meant to be fan art of Robert Johnson#but it’s inspired by him and the stories of musicians who sell their souls to the devil#I am still thinking very hard and have mostly drafted a cornstalk fiddle comic#god knows how long it’ll stay in a notebook haha#my comic#comics
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vincible
vincible | mark grayson x gn!reader (fluff)
alright since you all asked so kindly here's the fluff from my last hc 🫶🏾 :
cw: slightly suggestive but nothing nsfw. that's all :D
"why's it looking at me like that?"
the two of you are in bed and with his weight pinning you down, you find it hard to concentrate on what he means.
your head's all fuzzy with the way he's been drowning you in kisses. he kisses you like it might be his last chance to do so: sweet, languid until they melt into something more feral. the way his costume hugs his body doesn't exactly help your concentration, either.
your body's warm as it soaks up his body heat - he's like a fucking furnace - and it yearns. . no. . demands for his attention. you ignore him, making a soft, impatient sound that sounds more like a whine as you try to guide his lips back onto yours.
however, he keeps his head turned to your right, staring at a spot on your bed and says, "what're you lookin' at, huh?"
you pull back, confused, then follow his line of vision.
finally, you see what he sees: a stuffed animal perched against your pillow.
you watch as mark squints at the toy, then, tilts his head and scoffs in indignation as if it's just hurled an insult his way.
"what'd you say?" mark sits up and away from you, puffing out his chest.
the plushie stares at mark with big, black, empty eyes.
you stare up at mark, confused, as he carries on his one sided beef with your plushie.
"they cuddle you while im not here?"
mark crawls over to your plushie and grabs it by its soft neck, his fingers wrapping around the entirety. he pulls it close, putting his nose right up against the toy's. "you wanna say that again, tough guy? don't you know who i am?"
"mark, what're you doing -" you giggle, leaning back on your elbows to watch the ridiculous display before he shushes you.
"hey, you stay out of this. i'll deal with you later." he snaps before turning his attention back to the toy. "oh, you don't care? well, let's see if you care about this -"
mark suddenly shoves the toy into his face.
he flops down atop your bed, wildly flailing with one hand while the other mushes the plushie against his face. he's comically good at it, too, looking like he's being mauled by some feral cat.
he's only emboldened by your uncontrollable laughter: grunting with effort as he rolls over the stuffy and delivers a few blows. even making his own sound effects before he rolls onto his back, your toy gaining the upper hand once again.
this time, he sits the toy atop his face and flails like he's being suffocated. eventually, his body falls limp. the hand that isn't holding the toy upright falling limply at the side of your bed.
your plushie's fought dirty and won.
"i dunno, mark," you manage to say between hiccuping laughs, "you seem pretty vincible to me."
"very funny." comes his muffled voice from beneath the toy. he sits up, stuffy still in hand as he fixes you with an accusatory glare. "laugh. yeah, laugh, while your boyfriend's being mercilessly beaten."
he crawls closer and he thrusts the toy in your direction, waving it side to side by the back of the neck, holding it at arm's length like he's afraid it'll attack him. "i guess you want him now, don't you?"
you raise a brow. "don't misgender my plushies, grayson."
mark retracts the plushie and flips it upside down, looking at its bottom. "oh, right."
you let out a chortle of laughter and he's on you in seconds: pinning you down and smushing the plushie against your face, making kissy sounds while you breathlessly beg him to stop.
#cheesing while i wrote this#god i wrote fluff what is wrong w me#mark grayson#made me SOFT </3#invincible x reader#invincible#mark grayson x reader#do u know how hard it was#to find a pic of him smiling :(#give him a break already </3#dont get used to the fluff tho#im writing smething rlly fucked up about him teehee
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Little half assed ref sheet for my version of the Ninja turts 🤓
#time for some obnoxious tagging#tmnt#rottmnt#tmnt 2003#tmnt 2012#literally every tmnt ever mashed into 1#could tag tmnt vs batman too but i dont think anyone cares them#i care them#my art#these green bitches have me by the THROAT#god forgive me i projected so hard while writing the descriptions
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it's fun because the things that appeal to me most about the three canonical evil clones/twins of hermitcraft are similar, but they're all different.
evil x appeals to me because he is very much Just Some Guy, for all that he's an evil force of nature; when he's sympathetic, it's because he's Just Some Guy who's been shackled to the terrible fate of being "evil", but when he's a villain (like in season eight!), the things that make him villainous also aren't the supernatural aesthetics, but the ways he is also the evil of being just some guy. for all the lightning and thunder and echo of xisuma's appearance, he isn't anyone special. (xisuma is.)
helsknight appeals to me for almost the opposite reason: this isn't just some guy, this is you, explicitly, a demon that possessed your clone and possesses all the things that are bad about you, magnified. he's a mirror, inherently, in his very creation. in the stories where he's a threat, he's menacing because he's a mirror of someone we should like; in the stories where he's sympathetic, we must confront how much of ourselves are also mirrors. (what happens if you don't like what you see in those mirrors, anyway?)
empires!false is somewhere in-between; she's not a mirror but she is the result. she's learning something you'd rather have forgotten about your past, and at her most sympathetic, we feel for the way she's been cast aside so false can 'fix her', the things done to her memory. at her least sympathetic, though, she's reflecting these pains onto others; violence begets violence, and even with it missing, the past begets her. there's no looking at empires!false without seeing the echoes of what false did to her. (there's no looking at false without it either.)
............then they also all appeal to me by being ridiculous failguys but like if you want to be DRAMATIC ABOUT IT, the ways they appeal to me are like the above,
#hermitcraft#falsesymmetry#evil xisuma#helsknight#LIKE YOU ALL UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M GETTING AT RIGHT#sorry. trying to write a dumb shitpost made me think too hard about this again.#god i need to write an e!false fic.#also obviously this is all SUPER up for interpretation and other people may disagree with these character interpretations!#this is like. just my vision and all that.
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“I don’t think that is what God wants. And I don’t think you want it either.”
This line of Aziraphale’s in the Job minisode keeps sticking out to me. Because this is the heart of the problem, right? This is how Aziraphale can see Crowley so completely and also not at all.
Because yes they suck at open communication and yes it’s because they had to hide their relationship for thousands of years and have so so so much trauma and fear to work through. But ALSO they actually do have a profound difference in how they see the world that keeps coming between them, and it’s not just theoretical but deeply personal to both of them.
Because Aziraphale still wants to believe that God is good. He can’t let go of that because his whole identity is wrapped up in being an angel of the Lord, and if God’s not good then what has he been doing for his entire existence?
And so when bad things are happening he falls back on This cannot be what God wants. The whole of season one, he refuses to believe that God could really want the world to end—even though we now know he knew this was a possibility before the world even started. He keeps going up the chain of command, trying to find someone to intervene. “That’s why I’m going to have a word with the Almighty and then the Almighty will fix it.” As if God doesn’t have all the information or hasn’t been paying attention.
And really, the events of season one reinforce this worldview for him. Because if the Archangel Fucking Gabriel isn’t sure what God wants, then maybe God did want them to stop Armageddon. Maybe it was Aziraphale and Crowley who were doing God’s work after all.
He’s gotten as far as realizing that Heaven’s orders are not the same thing as God’s will, but he still hasn’t detached the concepts of Good and Right from God in his worldview.
Crowley is a good person who does the right thing so he must still be an angel deep down. “I know the angel you were.” The only way Aziraphale can conceptualize Crowley saving Job’s children is, “Come on, you’re a little bit on our [God’s] side.” So Crowley’s fall was a mistake; Crowley belongs in Heaven, where he was so happy before the Fall. Why wouldn’t he want to be an angel again? And yeah maybe Heaven sucks now but God is still good, so there’s hope that the system can be reformed with a change of leadership, and Heaven can be made to actually do good, the way God always intended.
But that’s not how Crowley sees the world at all. He is operating with an entirely different understanding of reality. Because he figured out a long time ago (at least by the time of the Job job, but probably long before that) that you can’t base your sense of morality on what you think God wants. Not just because you don’t know for sure, but because sometimes God’s plans are fucking awful. God in Good Omens is not kind to Her creations. She doesn’t tolerate questions or doubts or disobedience. She’s capricious, turning on the creatures She made and killing a bunch of them when She’s in a bad mood. She punishes indiscriminately and disproportionately. She wagers human lives like gambling chips. The kids were supposed to be dead no matter who won the bet.
I think it’s interesting that Crowley is the one who introduces the idea in season one of “What if the Almighty planned it like this all along? From the very beginning.” That’s probably a comforting thought to Aziraphale, soothing his anxieties about going against Heaven right when he is feeling acute distress at the idea of no longer having a side. (And, in that particular moment, no longer even having a bookshop.)
But it’s not a comforting thought to Crowley. Have you seen what happens when God has a plan for you? It fucking sucks. Woe betide you if you’re the Barbie God decides to play with today. (At bare minimum, you’re coming back with some burn marks and a weird haircut.)
I’ve brought up the line “There are no right people. There’s just God, moving in mysterious ways and not talking to any of us” before, and I tend to focus on the “there are no right people” part. But also, there’s just God.
Aziraphale tends to draw a distinction between God’s will and Heaven’s orders when it suits him, and collapse that distinction when it doesn’t. Crowley almost never differentiates between God and Heaven. There’s just God, and She’s not going to explain why this is happening or listen to pleas for mercy (although Crowley still tries). You can’t trust Heaven or Hell, and you can’t count on God to show up and make everything all right. Sometimes God is in fact the reason that things are not all right. You’re on your own.
(And. Look. Crowley is right on this one. There are certainly aspects of their relationship where they’re both equally responsible for things being a shitshow, but the text is pretty unambiguous about Crowley, a demon, having the most accurate read on the nature of God in the world of Good Omens out of any of the metaphysical characters.)
Crowley rebuilt his entire sense of self, alone, after the Fall. He created himself anew and developed his own moral compass and sense of identity independent of both Heaven and Hell. “The angel you knew is not me.” When Crowley does the right thing, that’s not his angel-ness shining through; that’s just Crowley.
And from a like, trauma recovery point of view, it’s actually very healthy for him to have the realization that sometimes God’s just kind of a dick. He didn’t do anything to deserve getting kicked out of Heaven. None of them did. Just God messing them about because She didn’t like being questioned, or She wanted to see what would happen, or She needed two sides for Reasons and didn’t much care who was on one or the other, or She’s playing some fucked up little game for Her own amusement. (And if there was some Great Plan that required Crowley to fall…well, that is also fucked up. Because it doesn’t matter if there was a reason. It still hurt.)
And while Crowley in general is extremely patient with Aziraphale and his slow, halting journey away from Heaven…it’s gotta sting, every time Aziraphale doesn’t want to believe that God could be cruel, when Crowley is standing right fucking there. It’s gotta hurt when Aziraphale refuses to see something that Crowley knows to be true through his own lived experience. Because it should be enough. What happened to him should be enough to make someone who loves him walk away from Heaven and never look back. And it isn’t.
But of course Crowley is one hundred percent not going to talk about this, if he is even fully self-aware about having these thoughts, because it’s far too painful and vulnerable. (He talks to plants, goats, God, and no one in a bar at the end of the world, but never to Aziraphale.) And so he says “Tell me you said no” and “I think I understand a lot better than you do” because he can’t say Choose me. Just this once, choose me and he can’t say Believe me.
And Aziraphale is not going to think about all this and work it out for himself, because he has a massive lump of denial centered around exactly this thing, that sometimes God hurts people who didn’t do anything to deserve it. I’m sure he’s thought about the Fall in abstract terms, enough to be afraid of it, but not in terms of this is a thing that happened to a person I love. And he has certainly not allowed himself to draw any conclusions about the nature of God from it, because that is far too scary a prospect.
And so they’re stuck. Until they can figure out how to remove this massive landmine from the center of their relationship, they are going to keep having the same fight over and over again, and they’re going to keep hurting each other without fully understanding why.
#do you know HOW HARD it is to write genuine ideological conflict that also feels deeply personal?? and they did it SO WELL#i am in awe tbh#good omens#good omens s2#ineffable husbands#crowley#aziraphale#heaven#hell#god#the god in good omens is not nice and you can’t convince me otherwise#is a tag i have from s1 and i’m sticking with it#fall thoughts
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big cock! hyukka with a sweet virgin reader. bonus points since he’s a little perv. like you and him are dating, he’s so sweet and attentive, will do anything for his sweet baby. he gives you innocent kisses, warm hugs, flowers and little things that make him think of you. he’ll also sniff your panties and jerk off with them, nuzzle his face into your tits when cuddling and pretend it’s just because he was sleepy, accidentally brush his face against your clothed pussy when he uses your thighs as pillows.
when you agreed to lose your virginity to him he’s elated but it goes away when you say “too big” through little sniffles. “that’s okay, it’s okay angel,” he reassures you. “just the tip, promise,” and he does just the tip, fucking into you shallowly. It’s addicting the way your tight little hole wraps around his head. he’s already telling himself he’ll be your first and last. hyukka tries, he really tries his hardest but you’re wet and he’s dribbling, it’s so slick, it would be so easy… with a smooth trust he bottoms out, your puffy pussy gets stretched around him and you cry out. “couldn’t stop it!” hyukka defends himself. “slutty pussy was sucking me in, it wasn’t me baby. see,” he pulls put to sink back in. “fuck…look at that, s’your fault baby,” he whispers against your lips. “little virgin cunt so tight it doesn’t want me to leave.” and if hyukka says it then it must be your true since your sweet boyfriend loves you so much.
@tigerhoshi25 ANNIE YOURE GONNA MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND i love when you come into my inbox you blow me away every time ilysm
i’ve been gatekeeping this one for a while because i just didn’t know how to respond. this ask legitimately left me speechless and on the floor
cw// smut, virgin!hyuka and reader, fem!reader, virginity kink, size kink, dubcon elements, kai is kind of toxic
BIG DICK PERV HYUKA YES 🙏🙏 i’m willing to die on the hill that is kai w a virginity kink, i know the idea of taking a cuties virginity would turn him on sm hehe >< esp if he was a virgin too!!
he’s such a sweet perfect boyfie in every way 💗💗 tries to hide his pervy tendencies the best he can, but he just can’t help it!! he’s buying you flowers and taking you out on the sweetest dates, gives you gentle kisses and the tightest hugs, tells you how amazing u are all the time >< but he feels guilty cos he’s also stealing ur panties when he’s left alone in your bedroom, fucking himself n his plushies to the thought of ruining ur virgin cunt <3 it’s all ur fault! you’re just so cute and sexy in ur little skirts and your big sweaters, makes him so hard at just the smallest flash of your chest or upper thighs hehe ^^ sometimes if he’s lucky he can even see ur cute panties when you bend over!! has to rush to the bathroom to cum thick hot ropes all over his fist hehe
he would never be the one to initiate sex for the first time, he’s too shy!! but when you bring it up, all nervous and blushy and making his cock throb he jumps at the opportunity!! so so quick to bend you over on his bed n rut up against ur soaked panties.. you trust him, right?? oh, but he doesn’t have a condom,,, it’ll be okay, he’ll pull out, he promises! just let him fuck you..
oouuu but your pretty tears and your pathetic squeaks of “too much, too big!” when he first pushes his cock into your virgin hole.. he can’t stop himself! shushing your cries as he keeps pushing in, stretches you open past your limit, you feel like he’ll split you open,,, oh but it feels so good when he starts up a rhythm, thrusting hard against your cervix n fucking your dripping pussy so good >///< you cant beg for him to go slower, gentler anymore, feels too good to speak!!
it’s all your fault that he ends up cumming hard in your throbbing cunt, paints your gummy walls white with his seed <3 you were clenching so tight around him, sucking his cock in so greedily! he couldn’t possibly pull out when your little virgin cunt was so tight and begging for him to stay inside <3
#ɱเµρσω𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ౨ৎ#i blacked out writing this#this is my favorite kai to write#if that’s not obvious enough#god i love nasty pervy slightly toxic kai#lia’s hard hours 🔥#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#txt smut#hueningkai hard thoughts#hueningkai hard hours#hueningkai smut#hueningkai x reader#txt x reader#📥.requests#📥: annie! 💕
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