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ink-n-shadowfiction · 9 months
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Alright...hear me out. Ghost with a fem!reader that wakes him up with a blow job, and he later returns the favor by waking her up by either eating her out or very gently fucking her awake. I am a FERAL for consenting somno.
this, THIS is what i needed to write about😌
pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem!reader
word count: 908
warning: smut (minors—DNI), consensual somnophilia (m! and f!receiving), oral (m!receiving, mentions of f!receiving), slight dirty talk? (basically just simon having a way with words), not proofread
note: pt. 2 can be found here ⤳ link
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you wouldn’t even know how this whole thing started with simon. you would both probably be a bit tipsy, trying to celebrate his most recent mission with a few sips (an entire bottle) of wine at home.
you would be sitting in simon’s lap, thighs hooked on either side of his hips and leaning back against the hands he was running along your spine. you weren’t even sure you heard him right at first, which made your eyebrows furrow a bit as you met his gaze.
“you want me to what?”
simon rarely got sheepish or embarrassed, but when it came to sex, he was typically a bit more reserved.
“c’mon…don’t make me say it again, sweetheart. that’s fuckin’ cruel to do to a man.” he joked quietly, the touch of his hands on your back becoming a bit firmer as he pulled you closer. “just wanted to give you somethin’ to think about, lovie. i think it’d be bloody sexy to wake up with my cock halfway down your throat."
simon never mentioned it again. but you remembered, letting the idea hang in the back of your mind for weeks. the more you thought about it, the more it excited you. so when you woke up early one morning with simon still fast asleep next you, you knew that it was the perfect time.
you slowly slipped down the bed, nestling yourself under the blankets and between simon's slightly opened thighs. you gently tugged down the hem of his briefs until you could fish his semi-hard cock from its confines, unable to hold back the soft hum that fell from your lips as you felt its heaviness in your palm.
it didn’t even matter that the blanket over your head concealed simon’s peaceful face—all you could focus on was licking a long stripe along the underside of his cock, tongue flicking against the soft pink tip and fingers squeezing along the base. the heady taste of simon bled out on your tongue, making your eyes slowly flutter closed as you closed your lips around him and gave him a gentle suck.
simon’s legs twitched at the sudden stimulation, his brain slow to catch up and stir out of his tired stupor. “mmm…what’re you—oh christ.” his hand found the back of your head beneath the blanket, his other making quick work to push the fabric away from your face and letting his eyes feast on the sight in front of him. “jesus, sweetheart. m’not—fuck, not gonna last long with your throat squeezin’ me like that.”
simon was still half-asleep, his movements slow and sluggish as he shifted further up on the pillows to get a better look at you sucking him off. one hand remained on the back of your head, not as a guide but simply to touch you, the other resting along your opened jaw and fingers brushing at the corner of your stretched lips. he was right—he didn’t last long. it took only a few more languid dips of simon’s cock into the back of your throat before he spilled his cum into your eager mouth with a soft hiss and whimper of your name.
what you didn’t expect to happen after that morning was for simon to return the favor.
you had fallen asleep on the couch one afternoon, legs splayed open and head nestled against the armrest as you slept. it was a blazing afternoon, one so hot that you were only wearing a pair of silk shorts and a tank top—all of which exposed too much and not enough all at once.
simon was walking through the door, arms loaded with his bag of gear and dirty laundry he’d collected while away at base. his eyes caught on your figure immediately, and it took everything in him not to drop the items in his grip. you looked so peaceful as you slept, but simon couldn’t care less about that.
once he had placed this things into a neat pile by the door, simon made his way over to the living room and sunk down on his knees in front of your sleeping form. he didn’t even bother pulling your shorts off of your hips, afraid the movement would stir you from sleep too quickly—so he settled for pressing heated kisses directly along your clothed core, a soft groan leaking from his lips as one arm curled around the thigh propped up against the back of the couch and tugged you closer to his waiting mouth.
a smirk flitted on simon’s lips as your sleeping body reacted perfectly to him, your legs falling open a bit more as you shifted your hips up in your sleep. he continued pressing those kisses along your covered slit until a breathy whine fell from your mouth. he peeked one eye up to notice your tired eyes fluttering open, a soft ‘what’re you doing, si?’ falling from you in a panted breath.
“remember last week? woke up cummin’ down that pretty little throat of yours.” simon mumbled into the heated skin of your thigh as he sunk his teeth into your flesh, pulling away with a lewd pop. his hand dragged up your body, palm pushing against your balmy skin from the top of your cunt until his fingers were splayed on your sternum. “just returnin’ the favor, sweetheart. relax f’me, baby—yeah, that’s it. go back to sleep and let my tongue do all the work, m’kay?”
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t4tschmidt · 6 months
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mike / m!reader plsssss
i nned 2 b called pretty boy by mike pls 😭😭
on it boss! o7 i had a lot of fun w this one i usually try and keep the reader gender neutral for inclusivity but this was new and fun to write. I’m very much weak for sensitive men and consent check ins so i slipped both of those things in there <3 Mike was definitely walkin a lil funny after this one
[requests open]
cws; sub!mike, soft dom!reader, m!reader, petnames, light bondage, edging, frottage, dick worship, messy, praise
Mike had no idea how he’d ended up in this position. He wanted to make this special and about you, the two of you had been unable to have sex anytime recently because of schedule conflicts and he knew that you’d been very pent up; that pretty little cock of yours deserved some attention.
He’d tried to get you on your back and to relax, but you had other plans.
Which is why Mike was currently sat in a comfy cushioned chair next to the bed, his hands tied behind his back and his member at the mercy of your hands.
The worst part of the position for him was the fact that your dick was on full display as you sat on the edge of the bed right next to him. All he wanted to do was break free of his restraints and worship it, get you painfully hard and throbbing like he was in your hands.
Speaking of your hands, one was on his thigh and the other was on his cock. It was a loose fist, a feather-light touch that barely stroked him but was enough to get him whining and begging you to give him more.
Your fingertips more then anything slowly travelled up his length, tickling every vein and driving him crazy. With his hands behind his back he couldn’t thrust his hips in fear of loosing your fingers so he was forced to sit still and take what agonizingly slow friction you provided him.
The head was smeared in drippy precum and to say his cock was weeping was an understatement.
It was throbbing, harder and stiffer then he’d ever felt with his cockhead wet and flushed bright red from how badly it wanted to cum. It had been a full half an hour, painfully filled with your fist loosely and slowly dragging up, pumping faster and faster until cock twitched harder and he was moaning louder and louder and then you’d abruptly stop; the orgasm he’d been chasing gone.
He babbled incoherently, begging and doing his best to rut up into your hand.
“B-Baby, please, f-fuck….I need to….hnnng….I need to cum.”
His hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, his entire face flushed red and his eyes hazily focused on you. “Do you now?”
You gave his dick a light squeeze, making him twitch. “How bad?”
He was on the brink of tears, his words coming out with a stutter every time you slowly dragged a single finger up and down.
“Mmmf…I-f-fuck, baby, my pretty boy, please, I n-need your hands, your mouth, your b-body please.”
You thought about it for a moment, rubbing his thighs. “You have been doing so well for me, how about a little reward?”
All he could make were desperate little noises of affirmation, groaning and nodding. You stood up from your place on the edge of the bed and scooted into his lap, your thighs on either side of his.
Your cocks touched which made him jump, he was staring down at your member with desperation and need.
You got comfortable, using his hips as a grabbing point to pull yourself as close as possible to his bare chest. You kept one hand gripping his waist, and one came up between the two of you to align your dicks and you grasped your fist around both of them, barely being able to wrap it around both.
You gave a little experimental thrust, your cock sliding wetly against his lubricated with his own leaked slick. You gave a couple more before Mike mumbled “yellow” your safeword to slow down and check in.
You stopped, cupping his face and looking up at him. “Whats up, love? Are the ropes too tight?”
He looked sheepish, avoiding your eye contact. “I think you should go get a towel, I, um, get things messy sometimes.”
Mike was a heavy cummer and had always been embarrassed about it, jumping to offer to clean up the mess he’d made on you or the bed. You found it incredibly attractive, loving to see just how much you could make his cock spurt from just your mouth or hands.
You caught his eyes, wiping some of his hair away from his forehead. “Good thing for you baby, I love messy.”
With that you squeezed your hand around both your members and started thrusting fast, bouncing in his lap and jerking his dick off with yours. The reaction was sharp and immediate, a loud gasp being ripped from his mouth at the fast pace.
Pleasure pooled in your own gut, thinking of getting to thrust this fast into his needy hole. He began thrusting up with you, rocking the chair you guys were in.
It was wet and slippery and quick, but it finally drove him over the edge.
He threw his head back, gasping with his mouth wide open. His cock twitched violently against yours, before thick white ropes of his seed erupted and shot up into the air. It kept coming, multiple gushes of hot sticky thick cum coating you and him and both your dicks until your lap was painted white.
You didn’t cum, but that was alright. This was mikes reward, and you reveled in the way he closer his eyes and let out a long sigh, all of his own pent up energy finally having seeped out.
You immediately reached behind him and quickly loosened the ropes so his hands were free, coming up and kissing the red marks were they were.
With his hands free he embraced you, pulling you into a tender kiss and finally getting to touch you.
“Oh you did so well baby, lasted so long, I’m so proud of you,” You mumbled to him, your laps a slippery sticky mess. “You ready for a shower?”
He smiled, his eyes slowly focusing back in from the haze of pleasure he was previously in. He looked down at your lap, his cock was softening but you’re was still fully erect and untouched except for the little bit of groping the two of you did earlier.
Mikes large hands travelled down your back, grabbing your ass and pulling you so that your own hard length was flushed against his stomach and your hole was spread. “Actually, how about we do something about that?”
You kissed him once more, it was going to be a long night.
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dreamings-free · 5 months
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Rolling Stone UK finally posted a new cut of Louis’ performance at Rolling Stone UK Awards to their instagram
29/11/23
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plural-affirmations · 4 months
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Here's to people who used to be/identify as plural, but they're not anymore.
There's a couple different reasons why this might happen (which I'll get to in a minute), but the important thing is that they still deserve love, respect, compassion, and understanding from the plural community.
Shoutout to:
Empty systems, fully fused systems, etc.
Gateway systems that have had all their members walk-out
Systems that have gone completely dormant
Those who have experienced a total system collapse
Rotatien systems [link] or other systems with cyclical shifts in member counts
People who know their headmates are there, but they've lost communication with them somehow
Those who choose to create headmates again after they're no longer plural
The ones who genuinely thought they were plural, but turned out to not be
And anyone else I missed
It's ok to be wrong, it's ok to not stay the same forever, and it's ok to just be you. You don't have to prove anything to anyone, especially not your own validity. You're perfect as you are!
We love you!
🖤💜💙💚💛
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fieriframes · 7 months
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[We pray because we can’t help it. The.]
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civilight-eterna · 10 months
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Hmmm how about some W/Ines? Maybe some bloodkink or gun/knifeplay? I really like the idea of 2 fucked up women just going HAM at each other in a horny hatesex kinda way. If you have a way of incorporating bondage or tailsex i would probably melt into a pile a goo.
(Unrelated but holy fuck that eunectes/lancet request made me go insane in the best way)
i love this request!! hope you're having a good day!! (and i'm happy the robot-fucking was good for you!!)
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cw: bloodplay, spanking, bondage, tailsex
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"Haha. Is that a knife in your pocket, or are you just happy to-"
"It's a knife-" Ines grits out through her teeth, shoving her elbow harder into the back of W's neck as she crowds her against a wall, the other hand contorted around her wrist, "-you fucking brat."
"Wooow, language."
W makes an infuriatingly over-the-top, cute-on-purpose face and sticks out her tongue.
Ines wants to cave in her skull. She settles for bending W's wrist farther back behind her.
"Maybe I should pop your shoulder out of the socket for a little. I could put it back in when you promise to behave."
"I'd rather not."
W snakes herself out from Ines' grip, and the sound of their daggers clanging together rings out in the dim warehouse. Ines gets W's back to the wall this time, her knife tight under her throat, dimpling the skin.
"You sure?" Ines leans heavily into her, and W squirms. "God I like you so much better when you can't run your mouth."
"But you do like me."
"Pull another stunt like today and I'll take your tongue out."
"But like...how would you take it out?" W gives a waggle of her eyebrows, a devious little shit-eating grin, sticks her tongue out again-
That does it. Ines' hand pounds into W's throat, and before she can withdraw the offending appendage, Ines slides the flat side of her blade against the surface of her tongue, presses it down.
"Take a wild guess. You wanna say 'ah' and find out?"
"...Mehbeh."
W's hands paw their way up Ines' vest, hands snaking inside the sleeves to tug her a little closer. She drags her tongue just enough against the blade to draw a bead of blood that dribbles down her chin.
Ines' grip on the blade slackens ever so slightly, and W tilts her head away from it.
"C'mon. You know I'm no good at apologies. Why don't I just give you a good time instead?"
Ines' eyes flit towards the empty wings of the warehouse. They'd been repurposed into sleeping quarters, last she'd seen. She grabs W by the back of the neck.
"Start walking. Now."
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"You're so freaky, y'know? What would you do without me to-mmph-"
"I just want to use your holes. I don't need to hear you speaking out of one." Ines says, stuffing a cloth into her mouth and binding another as a gag around her head to keep it in place. From where she sits behind W, they can't look at one another in the eye, and the cuffs keeping W handcuffed to a bed post and prone on the mattress keep it that way.
W's legs are slanted open, her hips raised so Ines can hold her lower body in her lap. All she has to do is flip up her skirt, tear apart her tights-
She exposes her layer by layer, picking apart her clothes with a knife, drags a thumb through her soaked pussy and sinks it in hard when W starts squirming.
She's embarrassingly wet. Ines knows that for as much as W likes to run her mouth, she likes it even more when someone can throw it back at her.
The handle of her knife nudges along W's cunt until it's dripping wet, and the base poises itself at her ass.
"You want more lube?" Ines nudges insistently at her tight little hole, and W moans, muffled into her gag. "Of course not, you little pain slut-" She dips it inside, lets the flared hilt keep it from disappearing inside of her, "-hold that for me, won't you?"
"Mmmhmm-" W sighs like the pillow princess she is and grinds herself lazily across Ines' lap-at least, that's what Ines thinks until she feels something slender slip behind her, up between her legs, burrowing under her underwear and covering her clit.
"-Fuck are you doing-?" Ines reels a palm back and cracks it hard across W's ass, eliciting another languid, over-the-top moan, then tips forward precariously as the tip of W's tail flutters relentless around her clit, slowly tabbing it back and forth. "Trying-to make me fucking s-stab myself on you?" She dives her fingers into W, one after another. She doesn't care if it hurts. She's got everything in but the thumb and she's set on fucking her within an inch of her life if she has to, pumping her tightening cunt for all it's worth.
W is laughing around her gag, head tilting back in hysteria, eyes rolling up, and yet still her devilish little tail won't stop moving against Ines, fluttering faster against her clit and then spreading her lower lips, sinking inside-
"Shhh...Shit-" Ines grimaces, and W must have been doing something with her handcuffs all this time, because she flicks a pin away and shakes them off like they're toys. She pulls out her gag, which is soaked in drool and blood, then kicks Ines in the stomach and pulls out the knife from earlier.
While Ines is reeling, W jumps on top of her, her tail coiling around Ines' thigh insidiously.
"-Like I was saying-" W is upon Ines' throat in an instant, biting, sucking, pulling-she's got no right to be so good with her mouth, to distract her from how she's ripping open her vest to fondle her chest, "-you're so freaky. No one does it like me, huh?"
"Fuck you."
"Oh, gladly."
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llyuvvia · 1 year
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Hello once again! So this is somewhat the equivalent of me asking for an autograph lol. May I request art of my Arcana Twilight OC, Ines, and your Yona? 👉👈 I used a picrew for this reference since I can't draw for the life of me.
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In terms of poses or expressions, she's very polite and cordial. I just cant get the thought out of my head of your girlboss (Yona) and my girlboss (Ines). Of course, you feel free to reject this request! Thank you!
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I- I'm sorry if I ended up drawing her a little OOC (ुŏ̥̥̥̥ ‸ ŏ̥̥̥̥) ु let's just say that Yona is a bad influencer… but you mentioned "girlbosses" and my imagination went wild and nooo, they are not bullies here, this is how they look at bullies!
Ines looks hella fine, I really hope to see her again and know more about her, please tell me!
you literally made my dream comes true with this request, I wanted to draw Yona with someone else's OCs sooo bad
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screwzara · 1 year
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I love your Gacha designs^^! Do you mind making ine for my bebe shade?:3
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You don’t have too if you don’t wanna^^
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Me IRl: Ine is absolutely adorABLE-
*I die*
Zara: Welp, anyways. She enjoyed making this OC, I hope you're happy with the result :)
-> also, i have a habit of taking full body pics of the OCs i make so it kinda gets real awkward trying to figure out the rest of the pic. It was fun making the OC tho 😁
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stevesjockstrap · 7 months
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👀👀 okayokay might be a bit of a challenge bUT chrissy/robin + 1?
Chrissy/Robin + things you said at 1am
By one o’clock in the morning most of their classmates had passed out at the lock-in. Robin didn’t sleep well most nights anyways but she especially couldn’t wind down sleeping in their school’s gymnasium with a bunch of other people.
Heading towards the bathroom, she heard urgent whispers.
“No, Jason. C’mon, we’re supposed to be in the gym.”
Robin rounded the corner in time to see him block Chrissy from walking down the hall and push her against the wall.
“Hey, she said no,” Robin called, thankfully sounding more brave than she felt. The pair stared at her. “Uh, hey, can you show me where the girl’s bathroom down here is?”
Chrissy immediately nodded at her, and thankfully Jason allowed her to sidestep him. “Oh! Yes! It’s hard to find since the sign got knocked off. It’s this way.”
In the bathroom, they both eyed each other, unsure if either of them would mention what Robin had interrupted. She wasn’t sure if she would try to cover for him.
“Having a good night?” She chewed on her thumbnail nervously.
Chrissy shrugged, ducking her head. “My friends bailed. I wouldn’t have come if I knew they weren’t going to be here. He- um, Jason, he’ll usually knock it off sooner if I’m with someone.”
“He seems like a lot,” she said.
Chrissy laughed, making the bathroom seem brighter. “He is so much.”
“You can, uh, I mean, if you want, we can hang out. Keep him at bay for a bit.”
“Really?” Robin had to do a double take to make sure Chrissy was looking at her, speaking to her with that amount of enthusiasm.
“Y-yeah, it’s fine.”
“Thanks. It’s Robin, right? I’m Chrissy,” she beamed at her. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a crap night after all.
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ink-n-shadowfiction · 8 months
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can u write something about ghost but if he was a dilf im going insaneee over this LOL
the way i would be such a whore for dilf!ghost o_O (i feel like he'd be kinda mean with a side of sweetness, so bear with me)
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warning: smut (minors—DNI), dilf!ghost x babysitter!sorority girl!reader, slightly mean!ghost, simon covering your mouth, age gap (reader is in their 20s, simon is in his late 30s), obvious power dynamic, simon threatening your pay, unedited (mega apologies)
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"god—you're a fuckin' whiny little thing." simon grumbled into your ear, forearms caging you in on the mattress as he speared you onto his cock and reveled in the mewl that fell from your mouth. "you this whiny for all the frat guys you fuck? or am i really just that special?”
your eyes rolled, at first in annoyance at simon’s degrading words and his arrogance—until the tip of his cock hammered into the spot deep inside of you that sent stars behind your eyelids, making another needy whine fell from your lips.
you hated the way it made simon’s mouth stretch into a smug smirk. almost as much as you hated the way simon's palm covered your lips, leaving your nostrils uncovered and forcing all of your pent breaths to rush to your nose.
"don't wanna wake the kid up, huh? you spent so long gettin' him to sleep—made me wait so fuckin' long to get my fuckin' hands on you, sweetheart." simon growled lowly into your ear, keeping himself propped up on one forearm as he drove his hips harder against yours.
you could've sworn that simon was battering bruises into the flesh of your upper thighs, the flesh becoming numb from the repeated smacks of skin bleeding up the nerves. your fingers dug into the muscles of his biceps, forehead careening down to smear lazily across his collarbone as you teetered along the edge of euphoria.
it was too much and not enough all at once, your body squirming at the contradictory signals firing off inside of your skull. simon noticed your obvious movements, pushing his body closer to yours while his hand disappeared between your bodies and his fingers pinched at your clit.
"go ahead, sweet girl—milk my cock. if you wake up the kid, though, i'm won't pay you for tonight.
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radios-arcade · 8 months
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Pspspspsps any drawing requests?
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non-stop-imagines · 9 months
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I absolutely love the header! It’s so cute <3 I’m happy to know that you liked the request. Take you’re time and thank you for your works -🏎️ anon
I'm glad you liked it! And I really do like the request, it's very Charles but with a slight dark side to it that I love and am very excited to write. ❤️‍🔥
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fieriframes · 6 months
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[I MEAN, YOU KNOW WHAT'S FUNKY, YOU KNOW WHAT'S OUT THERE. SO HERE I AM IN CLEVELAND GOING TO ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR FAVORITES, MELT BAR AND GRILLED. I NEED SOME CHEESE PLEASE. YOU DON'T HEAR OF A PLACE THAT JUST HAS GRILLED CHEESE.]
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gaemms-chamois · 2 years
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requested animal crossing x arknights characters!
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blametheeditor · 10 months
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Hey, are you okay? You haven’t uploaded in a while. If things irl are getting bad then please focus on yourself. We are here for you and whatever that’s happening (if there is something) then we’re here to support you. Don’t forget that there are people who care about you. You are great! Don’t feel bad about the lack of content. Make sure you’re okay. Have a good day today, okay? One step at a time.
🥺 I have the greatest anons and followers of all time, and no one can contest!!
Anon, you are so sweet, you make me want to cry in a good way!
What’s the saying? Too much to do and too little time? I will admit, life just kind of swung a curve ball at me, and then it turned into a snowball that got bigger and bigger. Meaning my time got way too divided and writing unfortunately took a backseat.
I have to admit I do feel bad for not uploading in a good way I swear! and I hope to get back on track. Maybe not as much as before and a much slower schedule, but I’ve missed writing. Not to mention bugging ya’ll because whenever you visit, be it a like, reblog, or anon, it always makes my day the best one.
I will promise I will take it slow and not push myself! You, my wonderful anon, have a wonderful day. Keep doing you and hope to talk to ya soon ^^
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cursedthing · 1 year
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MAN i should make more stimboards, those were always fun to make :D
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