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Your Eyes

Your eyes are as blue as the heavens above

As blue as the vast, unexplored ocean

Your pupils a dark void that I am lost in

But at what cost?

I will not spend a waking hour without your eyes.

They are like the precious sapphire,

so close yet so out of reach.

Your eyes are my deepest fantasy, my love

My muse

My life

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punctatum · 7 days

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punctatum · 7 days

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Just Me - a poem about autism awareness month

Everywhere I look I see it

The puzzle piece which

Puts me in dismay

I don’t want to fit in

I want to be unique

I am not ill

Nor am I diseased

Take me by the arm

Don’t push me away

Look me in the eyes

Tell me I’m just me

I am just me

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punctatum · 15 days

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DONT STOP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE! DONT STOP TAKING ABOUT GAZA!

DONT LET THEM MAKE YOU FORGET!!

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punctatum · 27 days

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My Arthur Morgan smut having 0 notes and my Arthur Morgan angst having 66 notes tells me what the people want

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punctatum · 1 month

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Caught You (Arthur Morgan)

Synopsis: Arthur Morgan walks in on you masturbating.

Before reading: Gender neutral reader, BUT, reader has a pussy. Smut (obviously), reader is referred to as y/n, reader is already dating Arthur. Reader is submissive.

Word count: 663

After a stressful day, you needed some release. Laying on your bedroll, you pushed your trousers to your ankles, and slid your hand into your underwear.

You let out a soft moan once your fingers teased your clit, your back arching involuntarily. Your head fell back as your hips began to grind against your hand.

Unbeknownst to you, your lover stood behind the tent’s flap, absolutely dumbfounded by the sight of you. If it wasn’t for a surprised noise that he let out, you wouldn’t have noticed him.

Your eyes widened as you looked up at him, and your fingers froze mid-thrust. “Arthur—“ You stammered, desperately searching for an explanation.

“It’s alright, darlin’.” Arthur’s voice was smooth and comforting as he spoke. His boots made a distinct clinking sound against the floor as he made his way over to you. “You miss me?” He teased, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

His sudden confidence was nothing short of a shock to you, but it must have been because of your vulnerability in the moment that he was able to act this way. “Yes…” You managed to croak out, despite your reluctance to admit this.

Undoing some of the buttons on his shirt, Arthur leaned forward to kiss you sensually. His hands stopped moving after some of his chest was exposed, teasing your prying eyes by not undressing himself fully. “Keep touching yourself.” He growled against your lips, the way he spoke made you oblige immediately, it was almost humiliating. “There we go.” He cooed, suckling the skin on your neck. He then made a satisfied noise at the squelching sound emitting from your cunt. “You’re so wet for me.” He praised.

“A-Arthur…” You struggled to speak as you pleasured yourself, your moans interrupting any of your words. “Please.” You whined.

Arthur returned your begging with a dark glare, one filled with fire that you had never seen before. “Please what?” He snarled. “I want you.” You groaned, your fingers picking up their pace. “I want you inside me.” You continued to plead with him as he stared down at you.

“You’re mine, aren’t you?” He asked while trailing his hands against the fabric of your shirt. “Yes.” You replied, your voice barely above a whisper. “I’m yours.” With that confirmation, Arthur ripped off the rest of his clothes, and kissed you with urgency. There was a desire within him that was almost primal. The control he could have over you made him feel as though he would go crazy.

“Are you sure you want me?” Arthur needed this one last conclusion, just to rest his mind. He needed to know that you wanted him, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if you were ever regretful of sharing intimacy with him. “Yes, Arthur.” You responded. “I’m sure.”

Arthur’s tip rubbed against your clit as he leaned in to kiss you once more. His tongue slid into your mouth, dancing with yours. After guiding his length down to your entrance, he slid inside of you. After pausing to let you adjust to his size, he began to thrust in a steady, rhythmic pace. “How’s that?” He questioned, his hands tangling on your hair. “It- it’s so good.” You stammered, gripping the bedroll as his hips slapped into yours. “Faster!” You pleaded.

After hearing your plea, Arthur’s hips began to move more frantically. His hands gripped your shoulders for support as he continued his vigorous assault on your cunt. Your cries of pleasure drove him to continue.

“There we go.” Arthur chuckled as he felt your cunt clench around his cock. “Come for me, y/n.” He demanded, slamming himself against your G-spot, desperate to feel your release around him.

Whimpering, your juices squirted out against his length, causing Arthur to groan. “Fuck!” He pulled out, and shot his cum onto your stomach. His eyes were full of love as he looked down at you. You were a mess, all fucked out against the bedroll. “You’re so good for me, y/n, aren’t you?” He cooed. “Yes…” You managed to respond, panting heavily.

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Crying

Arthur Morgan x gn!reader

Synopsis: You walk in on him crying.

Before reading: I feel like Arthur would bottle things up until he pops. He would also feel as though crying is a sign of weakness, and he hates the thought of crying in front of you. Reader is referred to as y/n.

Word count: 294

Arthur’s lack of vulnerability was never something that bothered you, that was until he had outbursts from it. You understood him, you knew about his lack of self confidence. Despite being there for him, Arthur wasn’t always aware that you were.

That’s why when you stepped into his tent, you were almost convinced that the trembling body in his bed was a stranger. “Arthur?” Your voice was barely above a whisper as you spoke, and you didn’t dare to get any closer.

Arthur shifted in his bed before turning to look at you. “Y/n…” He muttered, desperately trying to pull himself together. “No, no.” You urged him to show his vulnerable side in front of you, and sat down beside him. “It’s okay, you can cry.” Your voice was soothing, and his muscles relaxed slightly as your hand rested on his arm.

“I’m sorry.” Arthur managed to croak out, whimpering as he spoke. This side of him was completely new to you, and the only thing you wanted to do was comfort him. “There’s nothing to apologise for.” You assured him, sliding underneath the covers to lie with him.

“I- I don’t cry.” Your lover stammered, staring up at you with big eyes. “I know you don’t.” You cooed, brushing a stray strand of hair from his face. “But it’s alright to.”

The two of you laid together in silence, only interrupted by a quiet sob from Arthur every once in a while. You wrapped your arms around him, and he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“So, what’s wrong?” You asked once he calmed down, your hand gently stroking his hair. Finally, you got him to tell you his troubles, and you listened intently as you held him tightly.

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punctatum · 1 month

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Hobie Brown x Trans (ftm) Reader

There’s been a lack of Hobie fanfics in general on this app and especially x trans readers. I’m still in Spiderverse brainrot and this is going to be more of a self insert thing. It also won’t really be a fanfic it’s just going to be a list of headcanons. :)

Warning: There will be some suggestive/NSFW headcanons in this too. There’s also a mention of transphobia, pre-transitioning. This isn’t edited so there might be some grammar/spelling mistakes.

Hobie is SO respectful of your identity. He always genders you correctly and would die before he ever deadnamed you, even if you only recently came out to him.

He is respectful of your identity, and that also means that he is respectful of your body. If you haven’t medically transitioned yet, he’s always very careful about wherever his hands go. If he thinks something he’s doing is making you dysphoric, he will ask you if it’s okay for him to keep doing whatever it was. If you haven’t had top surgery yet, he is very gentle with your boobs. He doesn’t want to make you feel worse about yourself, and is also really vocal about it. If you want him to touch your boobs, he will do it in the most tender way possible, and if you don’t, his hands never go anywhere NEAR them.

Hobie always stands up for you, no matter what happens. If someone’s being transphobic to you, he’s the first to do something about it. He always steps in. He’s not afraid to beat someone up if he needs to, either. He knows you’re well capable of handling yourself, but he just loves to take care of you.

When you’re feeling dysphoric, Hobie WORSHIPS you, in any way he possibly can. He cooks for you, cleans for you, will do anything you tell him to. His love language is definitely physical touch, and he always randomly wraps his arms around you. Sometimes you’ll be standing by the sink, washing off your plates, and he’ll just show up behind you, knowing that you’re feeling dysphoric, and pulling you close to him.

(Wip)

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punctatum · 1 month

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Self Care I Like To Practice

- Cleaning up is one of the main things I practice to feel a lot better in myself & my body. This can range from a number of things like showering, taking a bath, cleaning my room, or even cleaning something small, like my desk.

- I have a weighted blanket. I love to use it because it makes me feel more connected with myself in a way, it’s hard to explain this. But, normal blankets work just as well. Something else you can do with this, but is optional, is to get into comfy clothes or pjs.

- I eat some snacks. This could be a salad, some chocolate… anything. Any food you want you should eat.

- Adding on to my last tip, I like to have a hot drink. Usually I drink a cup of black tea but you could even just heat up some milk if you want to. Have any hot drink you’d like.

- Stimming. Stimming is short for stimulating, and it is a great way of regulating emotions. This is mostly done by autistic people, like myself, as we HAVE to stim, but everyone stims. This could be as simple as bouncing your foot against the ground, or using fidget toys. Do whatever you need to do to regulate.

- I like plushies so I like to snuggle up with some of those. This can also be a way of stimming. (By squishing, pulling etc.) I also love weighted plushies because they have the same deep pressure as a hug. Another thing you could use in place of this is cuddling up with your pet if you have one.

- I like to game. Usually if I’m overwhelmed, I play a more relaxing game like Stardew Valley. But currently I’m hyper fixated on Red Dead Redemption II. Engaging in hyper fixations/interests is another great way of regulating for anyone.

- I also enjoy watching movies/tv shows or even just YouTube as a form of self care. It’s a way to unwind. You can also read, listen to an audiobook or a podcast.

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punctatum · 2 months

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Characters in the novel I’m writing!

- Magnus, the main character. He’s a wizard.

- Charles, a leader of a gang of cowboys.

- Cassidy, in the enemy gang of cowboys.

- Birch, also in the enemy gang. He’s dating Cassidy.

- Betsy, a notorious criminal.

- Colton, Betsy’s right-hand man, maybe something more.

//This will be updated as I continue to write//

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punctatum · 2 months

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Snowfall

As I pelt from the sky I melt into your soft, warm hands.

You turn me from icy cold to pure liquid, how did I not see this?

I am cold, but with you I turn warm. With you I melt and I melt and I melt.

I attempt to stay cold but it is futile. I can never be cold around you.

You make me melt.

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punctatum · 2 months

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Intro

Hey everyone! I’m Punctatum but you can call me Punc! :) I use he/him pronouns, and I’m autistic. I’m going to be using this blog to post my writing related things, and my submissions are open!

Things I write:

- Fanfic

- Fantasy

- Sci Fi

- Horror

- Western (cowboy)

I hope you can escape from reality with my account.

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