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merakiui · 2 months
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discord mod riddle definitely asks a basic ass question and puts @everyone and then kicks if they dont answer 💀
@ everyone: which one of you neglected to feed the hedgehogs?
And no one responds because they are not trying to lose their heads. But then there’s you, who isn’t even in Heartslabyul dorm but got invited into the server by Ace and Deuce. And you respond happily with: I’ll come over and feed them!!! :D
You are too good for this world. Riddle loves you in the not-so-sane way. <3 he probably learns how to use Magicord just for your sake (but also so that he can turn the server into one for academic help/studying/etc before it can spiral out of control into something chaotic.
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annarts05 · 2 years
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smart character(s) friend dynamics
the math smarts and the writing/language smarts 
both very smart and knowledgeable in the exact same field and yet can literally never agree on anything (but they’re still friends)
“thoughts carefully phrased into flawlessly articulated words before spoken” and “dumbass with a quick mouth”
helping each other with something the other isn’t good at/knowledgeable in
cocky smarts and humble smarts (but occasionally the cocky one shows their sensitive side and the humble one roasts literally everyone else and single-handedly lights the world on fire)
lots of smart friends working on one GIANT project together, only for all the slightly (or drastically lmaoo) ideas of each participant to clash, creating chaos and a finished project that, uh, doesn’t go as they’d hoped
“actually have to study really hard for this” but still smart and “i barely have to try” smart in the same friendship
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ahb-writes · 7 months
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8 Ways to Write More, More Often:
Set smart goals and stretch goals. Smart goals are specific, measurable, attainable, realistic and time-based. Stretch goals are the little bit extra you can reach if a writing session goes well.
Build small habits. Small habits are easier to build than large ones. Writing fifty words every day for a week can become 500 words daily more easily than starting with a big and daunting target. Big habits begin small. Consider establishing a system that works, instead of setting lofty goals that you aren't quite sure how to reach.
Work on perspective and your locus of control. "Locus of control" refers to whether a person sees events as unfolding due to external forces more, or due to their own agency and action. Keep reading for more on how this connects to productivity. Keeping productive (not just in writing) comes easier to people when they believe in their own agency, in the power of actions they take to create the outcomes they want.
Check in with a productivity or writing coach. If you struggle with creating the systems and accountability to stay productive, ask for help. A writing buddy or coach can hold you accountable with kindness and thoughtful, measured input. A writing coach helps through a combination of discussion about your work and ideas, feedback on writing identifying improvement areas and providing stimulating questions and/or suggestions, and encouragement and support when you most need them.
Embrace the motivating power of groups and teams. Writing is a solitary pursuit but a caring writing group may help you sustain your commitment to your story. It's easier to keep showing up together. The best writing groups provide a safe place to find something like beta readers who are writers, too. A place to renew your focus through productive discussion.
Use planning and productivity tools. Calendars, spreadsheets, or a place where you record your daily writing streaks help you keep track of progress. Your story planning tools may be as simple as a calendar to set alarmed reminders for writing sessions or sprints, or a more complex system.
Build in vital breaks. Build breaks into your writing routine – self-care keeps muses happy. In planning smart goals and stretch goals, writing sprints and sessions, remember to build in breaks. Not writing is not necessarily not writing. Burnout is both easy to reach and easy to avoid.
Feed your writing focus. What are the ingredients of better productivity in writing and other endeavors? Motivation. Focus. Intention. Discipline. Identify your best creative environment. Eliminate prominent distractions. Schedule focused time.
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sometimes looking at like Self Help Strategies lists for the symptoms I'm having is always just like:
thing that I already do
thing I have tried 10 times
thing I already do
thing that I don't have the money to do
thing I already do
thing I've been doing since I was 10yrs old to no avail
thing that is impossible given my situation
thing that doesn't apply to me
thing that I already do
thing I have already tried
hrmm, oh wait, maybe finally- OH, yeah.. okay. thing that I already do but it was just phrased slightly differently
thing I have already done
#I think maybe productivity tips help less if the reason you're unproductive is partially like.. physcial health and other extenral things#out of your control. rather than just like having trouble paying attention or spending too much time on tiktok or whatever#all the strategic to do lists in the world are not going to somehow prevent me from waking up with a debilitating migraine or whatever#or having external stressors or lacking resources and connections or other Productivity Essentials etc.#especially many tips involve stuff like 'cut off from social media' since thats the modern day time waster for so many poeple#and it's like.. lol.. i can hardly even maintain a blog even thuogh i actively WANT TO DO SO. 'shut off your smart phone!' already#done babey i fucking hate smart phones i shall never use an app unless i am forced to. 'delete tiktok' yep. already covered. tiktok and#all of those thinsg are my enemies. 'save money by cancelling some of your services' cool. already ahead of you.#who the fuck is out here paying for like 10 different subscription services. pirated videos uploaded to google drive and youtube to mp3#my beloved. etc. etc. and so on. 'socialize less' .........LOL.. if only you knew.. mr.writer of the article. i can barely muster#talking to friends more than once a month and even less if I'm actively sick (often occurence) etc. etc. ... hewoo#I think maybe instead of generic productivity tips I need more like.. how to refocus and be productive anyway even if you have a headache#or are nauseous or etc. Not that those are always things to ignore. and of course you should let your body rest and etc. But plenty of peop#e have mild physical symptoms and just work through them. Ithink something about the way my body/mind is SOO hyper attuned to all#sensory information just makes it like... constantly 'GRR well I cant focus on WRITING right now because my lef#t ear feels weird and my socks are too itchy and my back has a strange pressure and I'm vaguely warm and my eye feels some ssort of#way it doesnt normally feel and I'm hyperaware of my breathing and also nauseous for no reason' and like half of those things I#think '''normal''' people wouldnt even notice or at least would be able to just live through. but for me it's like.. nealry impossible to i#gnore and soooo distracting always. like 'wahh.. nooo we can't draw or get anything done.. my legs feel slightly heavy or something!!'#like............. ok......... who cares. thats not even a PAIN sensation it's just something weird. but it's just like.. NO. constant#mental alerts about the 'heaviness' of your legs be upon ye. Though Imean like.. yes.. 70% of the time I am in genuine pain#or having some sort of actual ailment with trackable physical symptoms. but sometimes it's just like... we could totally be working right#now and ignoring this silly thing but my brain is fixated on it for no reason uncontrollably. etc. etc. I guess it's the same way that like#most people can go to a grocery store without the whole experience being so overwhelming and so much stuff going on at once#that they have to rest afterwards but like.. in my own HOME doing NOTHING i feel like I should be able to not get overwhelmed lol. ANYWAY#Rolling my bastard little rock up a dumbass hill and so on and so forth
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lovelesslittleloser · 2 years
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Characters with god complexes are so. fukcin wild. But there are ‘good’ ones and ‘bad’ ones, and not as in ‘good vs evil’ but in like how well they’re written.
An example of a badly written god complex is someone who doesn’t actually think they’re a god. It sounds obvious but I’ve seen a lot of people think that someone who pretends they’re a god, but doesn’t actually think they are one, has a god complex. They don’t. Same with characters that literally are gods but just don’t know it, or pretend to be normal humans. Or even people who just suck at everything so bad that it wouldn’t make any sense for them to be a god (such as myself).
An example of a well-written character with a god complex, however, is someone who has some amount of power over other people, like maybe they’re super rich, or a government leader, or they have a murder notebook, but instead of connecting that power with luck or skill or something reasonable, they think, ‘I’m so powerful and perfect and good at everything and everyone loves me; I must be god’ and they just stick with that.
They could be aware of their own mortality or not, it only depends on how it’s written if it’s good or not. Like, if they think they’re immortal, have them walk into a dangerous situation trying to prove that to themself and come out unscathed (house fire, busy intersection, a straight-up war zone, you decide). That could be the final thing making them sure that they’re a god. Or conversely, you could have them be aware of their mortality. They could either believe that humans become gods after attaining so much power but can still be killed, that gods are only a little harder to kill, or that they’re the reincarnation of a god, and when they inevitably die, they’ll return to their omnipotence in godhood. Or they could just not even consider death as an option for them until it’s too late.
But the most important thing is to make sure they’re still completely human, and that everything they do is well within reason. If you don’t, it stops being a god complex and starts becoming a straight-up god. If that’s what you’re looking for, that’s fine, but it’s very important to keep in mind how human your character is at any point in time.
If they’re too human, then some readers will get bored fast, or grow annoyed that their fiction is so similar to reality, or even feel that this character that is supposed to be relatable or normal is a far cry from normalcy.
If they’re noticeably less human, there’ll be a sort of discomfort that is intriguing to the reader, a feeling of off-ness that could make the reader as uncomfortable as they could be giddy. They are still mostly human, however, so don’t focus on the inhuman moments too much.
If they’re more other than human, then make sure to mold what the other part is in clear terms to help yourself out in the long-run. Focus on that the most, and add sprinkles of vulnerable, human moments, where they express their emotions in subtle shifts of expression or body language.
And if they’re completely inhuman, you might wish to google study human body language in order to manipulate their body language to either hide or express their thoughts or emotions in a quietly subtle manner, or to double-check through your work and remove any kind of human body language in order to create an authentically inhuman feel.
This started as me talking about liking characters with god complexes let’s go back to that
You should be able to tell why they have a god complex within a few chapters. There could be like a hidden aspect of it, but for the most part, the most commonly well-written god complex characters are people with a ‘successful’ life.
A beautiful schoolgirl with fans city-wide, who gets everything she wants, and everyone she wants, when she wants them
A boy skilled in acting, who regularly makes ‘disguises’ and enters friend groups, businesses, and lives, acting as a new character he made, causing a ruckus before leaving and moving onto his next ‘subjects’
A scientist who made a serum that boosts his brain, muscles, and senses, truely believing that he was reincarnated as a human to either raise or topple humanity
A wealthy CEO of a large company who thinks ‘rich’ and ‘god’ are synonyms
A high school/college boy who is given the power to kill anyone with the flick of a pen
Okay yeah that last one’s just Light Yagami from Death Note but Death Note was good.
I don’t really know what this is anymore, but happy writing :)
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agirlunfilteredsblog · 4 months
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DEALING WITH REJECTION
Hi girls! Today, was an extremely hard day as I experienced, for the first time, rejection from something I genuinely wanted. For a little context, I was invited to join the school’s honors roll, but even when invited, you still need to apply and hope you get accepted. Today, my friend got his letter of acceptance and I did not, which only means one thing: either I am waitlisted or I haven’t been admitted.
When I first got the message he had gotten in, I was happy for him. He truly deserves to get in. However, I was equally anxious and disappointed. I have never been someone who struggled academically in school. In fact, I wasn’t even trying for honor roll during the semester, I had only gotten the invitation at the end of exam session. In that regard, I have no one to blame but myself. For a couple hours, I wallowed in my sadness, telling myself what a shitty person I was. If I don’t have my intellect to hold onto, then what do I have left? However, I realized that couldn’t be further from the truth. Failure doesn’t take away from the fact that I am smart. In fact, I’m more than smart; I’m caring, loyal and fiercely loving to the people around me. Failure doesn’t define who I am, and the only thing I choose to take away from this experience is to work twice ad hard.
I think this story, although unique to me, is an experience lived by all (which is why I chose to share it). In moments of failure, it is so easy to succumb to our insecurities, but we need to remind ourselves that failure is only a bump in the road. I have faith that all our failure stories will be blimps in a life full with success, joy and pride.
so much love,
a girl unfiltered 💋
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firesmokeandashes · 1 month
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To the writers trying to write a story about characters that pull off a heist/plan of strategic genius of which the world has never seen before struggling to come up with said heist/plan here is a little tip:
Watch action movies where characters do something similar and take note of plotholes or parts of the plan that just don't make sense.
Rant to yourself or a friend about how unrealistic a certain part of the movie is, jot it down somewhere, and take inspiration from it to make it better.
I've done this for almost my whole life, and it has greatly helped with my writing.
Also, do not directly copy the scenarios in the movies! That is plagiarism, and you can get sued/arrested if you are caught. Instead, simply take inspiration from the scenes and make them your own.
For example: You watch a movie involving a heist of Buckingham palace.
Take inspiration from that and make your characters have a heist at a different place in the world (Pentagon, Vatican Secret Archives, Iranian Gold Reserve, Swiss Vaults, etc.).
But let's say you can't change the location because you really want to stage a heist at Buckingham Palace, you can change up other things.
Say the characters in the movie get into the Palace via some kind of secret underground tunnels that lead into the Palace.
Change the entrypoint of your characters to something like an unprotected tower window that they somehow get into.
Just don't plagiarize other people's work. Only take inspiration.
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thanatoseyes · 6 months
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I have to fake punish my fake characters. What are good reprimands for someone who broke curfew and stayed out till 2 AM? And they are fourteen? How do you manage that?
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riaisnthere · 1 year
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Character Development simplified? Maybe??
Idk if i'm having a big brain moment or if i'm just spouting nonsense in an attempt to sound smart. Either way, here is a brain dump shower thought that came to me while I was ironically not in the shower.
My Eng 100 class went over simple, compound, complex and CC sentences recently and after so many years, I finally got a grasp of understanding on it just in time for midterms.
Like a simple sentence has 1 subject & 1 verb making it a 1 proposition sentence.
A compound sentence has 2 propositions (subject & verb) along with a fanboy (for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so)
A complex sentence also has 2 propositions (subject & verb) but no fanboy.
And a CC sentence has 3 propositions so 3 subjects and 3 verbs.
Anyway, I couldn't help but think that maybe the same concept could be applied to character arcs...so I started to think of characters development arc like simple, compound, complex and compound complex sentences in terms of how much or how little they are developed for a story.
A simple character is themselves (the subject) and one action (verb). So the character is introduced as themselves in the beginning and go through one action throughout the story (I thought side character vibes?)
A compound character is themselves (the subject) then an action (verb), an addition/subtraction to their life (fanboy), a change in themselves (the second subject) then another action (verb). So the character starts the story as themselves, goes through something in the story, gains or loses something, changes/develops into their second form? grows into a new person? Then goes through another final action.
A complex character is themselves (the subject) then an action (verb), a change in themselves (the second subject) then another action (verb). (no fanboy/addition or subtraction just straight to the change) I think this one signals more a complex character because their change to the second subject isn't influenced by an outside source which can only mean it was internal.
A CC character is three subjects and three actions thus the character goes through 3 phases of their story with each time they reach the "subject" phase, they have developed a bit more than what they were at the beginning (the first subject) making them a compound complex character... Fanboys or additions/subtractions can be put in anywhere I guess which makes this the final tier of hardcore character development arc so to speak.
Does this make sense lol I might draw a diagram later to explain it better but for now this is what my post midterm essay brain dumped on me so enjoy ~
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annarts05 · 2 years
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Making smart characters interesting
There’s more to smart characters than just being...smart. They have personalities, and I want to explore some ideas and feelings I had ;-;
Smart character personality ideas:
The self-absorbed smart character. Actually smart, and definitely knows it. Everyone refuses to acknowledge the good ideas because it’ll only add to their ego.
The goofy, passionate smart character. Nerd. Knows a lot of stuff and wants to share it with others. 
The quiet smart character. Has a lot of good ideas, but doesn’t say a lot of them. When they do, everyone is really impressed and since the ideas usually work, they go with their suggestions. 
The smart character that can’t articulate their thoughts. How do you get the idea in your brain out into the brains of others??? So no one really gets it, and their intelligence feels like it’s wasted. Might talk a lot or only a little. 
The quick-thinking smart character that only seems to come up with good ideas when put under a lot of pressure. 
Combine them, or give them additional traits. 
For example, that goofy and passionate character who wants to share facts might be really shy and terrified of judgement, so doesn’t share. 
That self-absorbed character might have a truly good heart, and gets frustrated when no one sides with them because they’re seemingly ego-driven when, in reality, they want to help. 
Maybe a smart character with the ability to learn and remember new things doesn’t want to learn because they’re lazy. 
Totally up to you. Be creative and combine weird ideas. 
Different ways to be intelligent:
Creative and innovative. Thinks outside the box. Loves to explore new ideas, abstract concepts, and weird scenarios. Others might judge or think the ideas are unbelievable. Might not notice the little things that could make one of their ideas go horribly wrong because they’re too focused on the big picture and on the uniqueness. 
Analytical. Good at analyzing patterns, numbers, and the little details in a scenario. Very detail-oriented. Often extremely organized. They...well, analyze things. Might not be very creative at all. Jigsaw puzzles and math?
Quick-thinking, especially under pressure. When put in a situation of life-or-death, or maybe under a lot of stress due to that upcoming exam, can push through and make calm, smart decisions. 
Good memories and lots of “brain space.” A character could have a really good memory, and recall the details of a memory that no one else recalls. They have plenty of room in their brain for seemingly useless things that just might come in handy. 
Musically intelligent. Rhythm, notes, tone, etc. come easily to them, and they might even be able to pick up on sounds and beats that no else can.
Philosophical. Comes up with big questions that others normally wouldn’t. Also outside-the-box thinkers and might get some weird looks.
Language. Linguistics are their own branch of intelligence. Might be very quick at picking up new languages and learning new words, and also is good at communicating ideas through words.
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ahb-writes · 1 year
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How to Finish a Novel: 10 Ways to Follow Through
Make time to write
Create a story plan (outline)
Write to S.M.A.R.T. goals (specific, measurable, attainable, realistic, and time-based)
Have a system in place to silence doubt
Get a writing buddy
Avoid comparing yourself to others
Use your writing time effectively
Avoid perfectionism (the first draft is for you)
Prepare for the middle slump
Want to finish your book
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jolenes-book-journey · 7 months
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What Is Your Writing Goal
Truly every author should know the answer to the question, What is your writing goal? It sounds so simple but for most of us it really isn’t. Take a few minutes and write down some reason why you are writing your current work-in-progress (WIP). Think of nothing else for now. Just a simple one or two sentence response will do. It really doesn’t matter what your reasons are for writing this…
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can you please please write manhandling & squirting w gojo :(
❤︎ ໋𓈒 telling your best friend satoru that you can’t make yourself squirt
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warnings. fem! reader, manhandling, praise, fingering, talking you through it, rev cowgirl, dirty talk, squírting, mdni.
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legs sprawled, toes all curled up, you were desperately trying to make yourself squirt. it’s never happened to you and you wanted to experience what it was like—you read through various erotic stories of how it feels way different than just your everyday ordinary orgasm. with your teeth softly digging against your bottom lip, your fingers gently rummage throughout and against your clit. after a while though, you end up sighing—on the verge of giving up before as if on literal cue, your best friend gojo opens the door.
“hey, is it any more . . oh! uh,” he’d murmur, walking in on you with your legs sprawled all open. gojo suppresses a giggle that was about to escape from his lips before he utters. “. . . should i come back another time? you seem busy.”
there was smugness dripping underneath his tone and you were far too aroused to feel embarrassed. “no,” you puff. “i need help, satoru.”
“yeahh you seem like it,” he snickers. running a hand through his hair, he hums to himself before his eyes avert towards your lazily slid to the side panties. “is that what you call fingering yourself?”
“. . . shut up,” you chastise, and his sly smirk only widens. gojo stares at you for a long while before inching closer towards you—plopping down beside you. the mattress jolts a bit from his weight and he cocks his head to the left in pure amusement. “i need help. i can’t … i can’t squirt.”
gojo sneers. “oh, you sure can. you just don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, angel, heh.”
he had such a smart mouth, the dramatically frustrated sigh that deserts past your lips was too adorable—in his eyes at least.
the way you were so dedicated to making yourself have a proper finish was so cute . . but you couldn’t, you needed his help—you wanted his help.
“hm but okay,” he shrugs with a cheeky grin, getting right beside you. gojo lightly grabs your wrist, peering at how you’d already soak two of your digits with sloppy amounts of slick before he titters. “aw, poor thing. these useless fingers just can’t do shit, huh?”
“just fucking help me.” you grouse at him, a pouty scowl ceasing against your lips firmly.
“fine, girl fine,” he rolls his eyes. “i’ll take it from here.”
and he does because once he starts to ‘help’ you, it’s in a way that has you merely speechless.
with your neck slightly whirling towards the left, you’re mindlessly bouncing up at down on his thick cock. you’re faced the opposite way, your back leans up against his chest. gojo holds you up with no problem, a brief squeeze on your thighs and you start to whimper at how close his fat tip thwacks against a particularly sensitive spot.
“f— fuckk, ‘toru,” you’d whimper out, feeling him reach the deep components inside of you.
so deliciously good, you felt a few droplets of your own saliva trickle past your lips as you slump back against him. “so deep, stuffin’ me f— full, ‘toru.”
“. . . hah,” he pants heavily, tensed abs flexing each time he drags you up and down. he’s treating you like a rag doll. you didn’t expect him to do all this, having you all up and down. although, who were you to complain—he was reaching every spot without an ounce of trouble. “guess i can reach better than those fingers ever could, hm angel?”
“y—yes, yesss,” you stammer, your voice all shaky, trembling on each syllable that you spat out. “satoru, harder. fuck me, f—fuckkk me.”
you repeat the same words out your spit-glossed lips. with such a firm grip, he’s making your hips slam up and down—such a rigorous rhythm…
you try to grind a bit against him but you only end up slouching against his bare chest. it was simply no secret, gojo was known to be lengthy, longer than thick when it came to his cock. every orifice, he makes sure to locate every spot inside of your gummy walls with the crown of his shaft.
gush after gush, you’re spasming on him and you make a cute attempt at grabbing his wrist, clammy hands piercing into his skin. “s-so good, more ‘toru. right there, pleaseee . . !”
“i got ya.” he huffs, warm breaths waft right up against your earlobe. he’s holding you in place, each time he bounces you up again and again.
your eyes do that cute thing where it rolls all the way back into your cranium. it’s cute, lewd . . but cute.
with your pretty pupils dilated, all you see is nothing but pure splotches of white. his cock’s buried so deep that you’re stuck in a trance, a trance you never wanted to escape from.
“. . . awww,” he purrs against your ear, a big hand softly cupping your chin. he feels some of your translucent spit pour down the sides of your lips before smearing it over your mouth with his thumb. “such a messy baby. you feel it comin’ don’t you?” he teases, nipping a kiss near your neck once you squeeze his wrist a tad bit tighter. “oh. you want me to hold your hand, is that it?”
“sato—ru,” you whine, a cute trembly voice making a special appearance.
but oh, the stretch…
it was so good simply divine.
each second is spent with gojo’s dick delving into your clenched walls. a syrupy ear ringing whimper snatches right out of your throat before you speak once more, “satoru, ‘toru, s—satoru.”
“hey, that’s me,” he grunts with a coy grin, feeling how well you clamp down on him—of course, he’d make a joke out of nearly anything. you’re like a bobbling doll, feeling your cunt squeeze him tight before within seconds, your thighs began to quaver.
with your legs quavering, it was as if a volcano was preparing to erupt. violently, your legs start to tense and you’re steadily pulsing and pulsing. something’s coming and it’s coming fast…
it had to be exactly what you were thinking. it felt a bit different though. pressure presses down against you and you feel gojo’s fingers intertwine with yours. “heh, you’re kinda dramatic, huh?” he teases—and right before he can give you another snarky reply, he brings your hips to an abrupt halt. teeth chomping down together, your jaw insignificantly tightens and you feel a certain sharp twinge for at least three and a half seconds.
“i- i’m about to s-squirt, ‘toru,” you warn him, and he nips another chaste kiss near the crook of your neck.
“nuh uh. you’re going to squirt, trust me. give it to me, yeah. grind against me ‘n just listen to my voice, mhm.”
his voice.. just the way he spoke to you in such a playfully deep tone was enough to make you finish on the spot.
gojo holds you still. he’s still buried deep inside. stuffing you fill of hefty inches before he brings a hand towards your swollen puffy entrance. “damn, she really is so fuckin’ sloppy,” he grunts, starting to maneuver slow circles against your pussy. he makes haste with it though, and your lips part before moaning once you even hear the evidence yourself.
squelch, squelch, squelch..
it’s loud, it rings throughout your ears—each time, it’s louder than the next. he’s so sloppy with it too, no shame whatsoever. gojo then drags a soft thumb down your slit that was just sopping. everything felt so fervent - the way he’d strum his fingers against your cunt, only to then give it a concise spank.
“s-satoru, fuckkk.” you’d gasp, leaning way back with your legs still sprawled, “i—”
“now—don’t be rude, angel. she’s tryna speak to me, let her do her thing, baby,” and he clearly referring to your dripping wet pussy. he continues, rubbing against your clit at a much more rapid speed now. your legs could barely hold themselves open. mouth twitching, you feel a rupture on the very brink of rippling out of you before his spanks against your pussy come again, and again, and again…
“sloppy girl with a sloppy … fuckin’ … cunt.”
his words get more raspy and degrading and he’s way too into it to pause. with a thumb slowly tickling against your spasming nub, he watches at you moan a shrieking whine before not even seconds later, it happens. you gush out, and it’s a lot to where you even dampen gojo’s lap. thankfully he was prepared, keeping a towel underneath you just in case you were a bit too much of a soaked.
and soaked you were, it felt so good that you didn’t even know what to say… more like, you didn’t know what to think.
your mind was blank, equivalent to an empty canvas. he’s so mean, whispering such filthy murmurs into your ear before he lets you ride out your orgasm.
wet, you felt that entire word right between your legs. gojo’s still playing with you, cock stuffing your pussy full to the very brim before he feels you bare around him.
“. . seeeee,” he pants, humming in a soft tune.
he squeezes your folds tighter just to hear that honeyed mewl rip from your sweet lips. he gradually pulls out and now you’re just laying back against his chest with the dumbest expression. “told ya you didn’t know what the fuck you were doing,” he chaffs before making you turn your neck, dragging you into a deep kiss.
it catches you by surprise, you connect your lips against his and that’s when he makes you fall back. you watch with glossy eyes before he then grabs ahold of chin with one hand, brushing it tenderly against your skin. “say ah, open that pretty mouth for me ‘n taste what a messy girl you are.”
you felt your heartbeat go straight between your legs. once you loll out your tongue for him, staring right into his bright cerulean irises, he stuffs your mouth with two fingers. the same fingers that were covered in nothing but your sweet wet arousal. “yeah, run that tongue around my fingers ‘n taste it all, baby.”
you moan, swirling your tongue alongside his digits before you briefly end up gagging at the tips of his fingers massaging against the very back part of your throat.
“good girl,” he whispers—pulling his fingers out real slowly, he does this purposeful. a sheeny trail of your glistening saliva follows out from your lips before he gives you another long kiss before departing. “now, let’s do it again. but this time,” he utters, making you lie back against your back. “i’ll make you squirt just from my tongue, angel. let’s make that cute squirt velocity a little stronger, hm?”
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solidwater05 · 10 months
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I swallowed a pill lessgooooo
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angelltheninth · 3 months
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Daily Dose of Vitamin D
Pairing: Zayne x Fem!Rader
Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, morning sex, throatfucking, cum swallowing, praise
Word count: 0.5k
A/N: For those of you with vitamin D deficiency.
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As one of the best doctors around you took Zayne's word as gospel when it came to your health. He would never steer you wrong, he deeply loves and cares about you like the caring and smart boyfriend that he is. Right? Yes. But... this... you knew this wasn't the way to get vitamin D. Yet Zayne insisted that it was a new method that he came up with and wanted to do a little experiment to see if it really worked.
It was a stupid excuse. "Zayne, for such a smart man, you sure do come up with the silliest of lies."
"And yet you're opening your mouth." Why, yes you were because you were looking for an excuse. His big tip pushed your lips open, guiding the throbbing length into your mouth, down your wanting throat. "You'll have your fill. I'll make sure of it."
You choked out a "Yes," around his cock an tilted your head back so he could push his balls against your chin, completely trap you between his legs. With nowhere to move your head you were at his disposal, his to use. Zayne's eyes softened for a moment when he looked at you, your pupils blown out and lips so tightly sealed around him.
They made the perfect slippery ring, so soft.
He moved back then slowly back in, relishing in your dawn out groan. Your hands pressed into his hips, tapping your fingers and letting him know he doesn't have to take it slow.
"A perfect test subject. So willing get a throat full of my cum. Aren't you lucky to be my girl? My good girl." Zayne rose on his knees then roughly back down, making your eyes water at the rough intrusion. He moved up and down, almost riding your face, your moans barely choked out, mixing with wet gurgling sounds and the sounds of his balls smacking against your chin.
You couldn't let him do all the work. You were never one to be lazy for him. As his cock pushed in and out you circled your tongue around the tip, making it twitch, his cock getting hotter, salty cum dripping from the tip.
Zayne pressed his hands on the wall, his biceps flexing, relaxing, his hair falling over his face as his cold expression began to crack into that of pleasure. Seeing his pulling his lip between his teeth and saying your name in that low tone made you suck him even harder, and you made damn sure he both heard and felt it.
What you felt moments later was his warm, gooey cum flooding your taste buds, being fucked deep down your throat. Thick webs of it connected his cock and your lips, his cock still twitching and shooting little drops across your mouth, cheeks and breasts.
"I feel even more tired. Your experiment failed." You commented with a cheeky smile as you kissed his cock. Zayne slicked his hair back, easy with the sweat on his forehead, which made him look more handsome then he already was. "Do over?"
"In a few minutes." Not even he could get hard again instantly. "Let me write this down first. We need to have notes to compare." Of course, this was an experiment after all.
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ervotica · 4 months
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marking/bruising + felix catton.!!
maybe some possessive and jealous!felix? idk just a little reminder that i'm his 💋
warnings; exhibitionism (felix fingers r publicly), marking, hickeys, heavy making out, 18+ only
a/n; this was sooo much fun to to write! hope you enjoy angel <3
The hem of your minidress is frayed and riding up against the soft fat of your thighs, almost pushing past the threshold of your dampening knickers when Felix shoves a thick fingered hand up the side of the material to palm at your bum. He's mouthing at your neck as if he's possessed, a knee driving up to knock against your clothed cunt.
You feel his smug grin when you angle your hips downward to chase the friction, a soft plea of "Felix," murmured out against the clammy skin of his shoulder. Perspiration beads across your hairline when he nips at the curve of your jaw, lips suctioning to create a blooming dark mark under his fervent touch.
The bass of some regularly played club song thrums through your veins despite the darkness that shrouds both you and your hulking boyfriend; a sharp sting sprouts in the juncture of your shoulder, Felix's teeth sinking into the delicate flesh until you're whining, rolling your hips against the rough denim of his jeans and reaching down to palm the tent that's formed there.
"You know, I like Ollie. But if he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to deck him," he gasps, rutting into the palm of your hand when you squeeze his cock.
"Ah- Felix," you trill wetly, something halfway between a sob and a moan dislodging from your throat as he pushes your underwear to the side to nudge your swollen clit with the tip of his thumb. “We can’t. Not-not here.”
"Just got to put on a show for Ollie, yeah? Remind him who you belong to?"
His lips capture yours once more, the wet muscle of his tongue licking into your mouth when thick digits squeeze at the fat of your breast. Your head knocks back against the wall, teeth clashing with Felix's; you can feel the heat pulsing from his chest, the ragged breaths that expel when his touch scrubs across your pulse point to anchor your face closer to his.
Your jaw smarts when Felix's teeth sink back into the fragile skin, and you know when you step back into the light you'll be marred with deep bruises. You feel his lips quirk against you, the edges of his mouth pulling up into a cruel smirk when he feels Ollie's eyes boring into the scene unfolding.
"That's better," he murmurs before pulling away and leaving you feeling cold, empty without his warm body pressed to yours. "We'll finish this later, angel."
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