#sorry anon ...

[hazbinfallinginaspiral]

Vox with a former TV host in life Reader, they meet through the Reader trying to get a job with Vox and use their past hosting role as an example as why they are a good fit.

Hopefully that sparks some idea for you!

“This city isn’t big enough for two TV show hosts…”

“It doesn’t even seem to be big enough for a Radio Host and a TV host.”

“Shut up.”

“How about we cohost?”

“I don’t share the spotlight with anyone darling, I want all eyes on me.”

“Damn.”

#hazbin hotel #vox #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #vox x reader #writing #my writing #x reader #shitpost #sorry anon

[detectiveforfree]

Bart, but he has a sword now 😎

Bart with-a sword, what's he gonna do, what's he gonna do to you~

but also like, sword would be counterproductive for a speedster in my opinion, unless....

SPEEDFORCE LIGHTSABER

#ask&answer #anonq #bart allen #impulse #ive been in a starwars mood when i finally decided to draw for this ask.... i got a long time ago #sorry anon

[indiefilmfatale]

could you pls write a blurb about reader teaching eddie how to eat pussy?

uhm . ye s

gif by general-kenobis

content warnings: oral (afab reader receiving), eddie discovers he has a praise kink lmao

"what?" you stare at him, mouth agape, head cocked forward, with a weird tingle withering in between your legs at the mere sound of the words coming out of his mouth.

"i want to be good at it, y'know," he fumbles with the ring on his middle finger nervously. "for when i actually get a girlfriend."

you could tell he had been gathering the courage to tell you this all day, but he waited until you two had your daily after-school smoke session. his small bedroom room was starting to fill more and more with smoke as you passed the large joint back and forth. you sat on opposite corners of his bed from each other.

you find yourself speechless just in time for him to hand you the joint. you take a long hit as he looks at you expectingly. when you don't say anything after you let out the cloud of smoke, he throws his hands in the air. "so?"

you sigh, "okay, buddy. you're lucky i know what i'm doing down there." then hand him the j.

eddie's brows raise as his head tilts down curiously, "oh? so you've... done stuff down there?" he brings the joint to his mouth and sucks.

you laughed and rolled your eyes at him as you started to unbutton your jeans. "yeah, munson, i've done stuff down there, try not cream your pants."

–

he was lying on his stomach, head between your legs, already a little hard just from his face being so close to your naked cunt.

you sigh, nerves in your stomach suddenly forming. you didn't realize how intimate this would be for some reason. you decided to only look at it through an educational lens. you were helping a friend, that's all.

"okay, um, i guess just start with your fingers." you say, peering down at him, torso propped up with your elbows. "but don't go.. in. just start around there."

he hovers his hand so close to your skin you can feel it's warmth. eddie's big brown eyes are bigger than ever as he looked at you, brow curving upward, waiting for your approval.

"yup, just uh, whatever feels right. i'll.. correct you." you wished you didn't sound so awkward.

three fingers spread your folds and explore the damp skin of your pussy. he goes slow, moving up and down around your labia, looking at you to tell him what to do next.

"right, so," you reach down and grab his wrist, guiding the tips of his fingers about three and a half inches upward, where your clit it. you exhale at the small sensation, "that little bead right there is my clit.” eddie's hand stays in its place when you let go of his arm. "that's very important."

eddie nods, making the same motions as before but this time over your clit. you breath hitches as he goes at a tortuously slow pace, relaxing your arms and resting back onto eddie's pillows. "so, uh," you swallow, eyes fluttering shut. "yeah, that's... that's good."

he grins at your reaction. "wow, okay," you hear him mutter to himself. "what if i..." his voice trails as he picks up the pace.

a moan escaped from your lips before you can think to stop it. "y-yeah, mm," you begin to pant, until the pressure on your clit suddenly stops. you tilt your head forward to look at eddie, "why'd you stop?"

"you were supposed to teach me oral, remember?" his lip twitches into a small smile. "but i can keep going, if you really want me to."

"no, you're right." you feel your cheeks start to warm, and you try to remember exactly when the power dynamics switched here. "i mean, you basically do what you were doing with your tongue."

eddie chuckled, "that's it?"

"well- okay. i can't really explain it." you sighed, searching your brain to describe a sensation that felt indescribable. then you got an idea. you sit up a bit, "give me your hand."

eddie didn't even question you, just reaches up and holds his hand over your chest. you grab his pointer, and bend it so his knuckle right above his ring protrudes. god, were his hands always this fucking sexy?

you look to eddie, who looks utterly clueless as to what your about to do. "so you just, y'know..." you look again at the knuckle as you bring it to your lips and begin to suckle at it, practically making out with it.

you peer up at eddie, who's dumbstruck expression has faded into avid focus on his knuckle— until he sees you staring at him. when he stares back, you freeze. your mouth releases from his hand gently as you blink at him.

eddie swallows, "you want me to try that?" he practically whispers.

you give the smallest possible nod, humming a "mmhm" just loud enough for him to hear.

he holds onto your gaze has he lowers his face, spreading your folds with his tongue. he starts with simply brushing over your clit with his tongue, causing a huff out of you. you hear him mumble something but can’t quite make it out.

"what did you say?" you ask.

he pulls his mouth away, "you're wetter. than before."

your mouth falls agape, a bit aghast by his words. then he -very slowly at first- mimics just what you were doing to his knuckle right on your clit.

your head falls back onto the pillows, but you're still holding onto his hand. you have to bend your leg extra wide so his shoulder can fit between your thighs. "oh god, that's really good eds." you say, a little breathless. you squeeze his hand every time he hits just the right spot, noises spilling from your mouth beyond your control.

eddie is rolling his hips into the mattress, also beyond his control. his groin starts to ache from how hard he is, but he doesn't care. all he cares about is earning another praise from your mouth about how good he's doing. he pays close attention to each little tug you give his fingers, each little whimper, so he can drive you closer to your climax.

"shit, eddie, holy fuck," you can't help but laugh, but this only causes him to suck harder onto your clit, your smile contorting into a gasp.

your full on moaning with each wave of pleasure that hits you at this point, squeezing his fingers with one hand and reaching down with the other to guide his head into a pounding rhythm.

eddie feels you grind against his face and he groans into your pussy, the vibrations sending a shock through your body. "i'm gonna cum, eddie, don't stop." you beg.

he doubles down and sucks even harder, and your back arches. a white hot pleasure washes over you as you writhe against his mouth, his eyes glued to you as he watches you cum. you feel him groan again against your clit, and your shoulders twitch from oversensitivity.

when he pulls away, a goatee of arousal coats his face. as you catch your breath, you lazily reach toward his lips and wipe a bit of wetness off with your thumb, then bring it back to your mouth to taste yourself. "so what was all this talk about getting a girlfriend?"

#this has been in my drafts forever #sorry anon #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson blurb #stranger things smut #stranger things one shot #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson fanfiction #x reader

[newwavesylviaplath]

spot the difference

#i want to wrap him up in a blankey #evan peters #peter maximoff #sorry anon #american horror story #sad hamster #kai anderson #austin sommers #james patrick march #kit walker #tate langdon #jimmy darling #kyle spencer #colin zabel #stan bowes #luke cooper #girlblogging #coquette #hyper feminine #tumblr girlies #lana del rey #2014 tumblr #this is a girlblog #cinnamon girl #lizzy grant #girl interrupted #shitpost

[disformer]

If its not too much of a bother could you show us how you draw or study faces?

This is such a dense subject and you could fill a book on each tiny feature of the face but if you're talking about like, facial composition and thought process then yeah sure!

#this is probably not helpful but I fire from the hip when it comes to drawing faces #so this is probably the only calcified thoughts I have on like #'how to draw a face' #sorry anon #ask #tutorial #art

[coochiekrab]

Can you do a tutorial on how you draw hands or a furry tutorial like, how you make them look like animals but also keep the sketchy vibe? I love your art and I wanna be good like you ♥️♥️

Its 2 am and I misread this ask as How To Draw Furry Hands so that’s what you get

#sorry anon #my art

[ectologia]

DABI RIMMING YOU

DABI + FEMALE READER

WARNING: DUBCON/NONCON, FORCED ANNALINGUS, CUNNILINGUS, FINGERING, OVERSTIMULATION

We have Dabi forcing you to rim him, but how about Dabi forcibly rimming you?

He slaps you, indigo sparks flying off of his finger-tips as he strikes the red-raw skin of your ass-cheeks. One hand presses against your hole, while the other pets your slit. Rubbing your swelled pussy-folds around and around in circles until he’s able to hear the tell-tale squelch of your slick cunny pumping full of thick, hot blood.

He chitters, biting back a devilish grin as you wave your butt in his face, mewling for a nice, sloppy kiss to your clit to seal the deal.

The euphoric relief never seems to arrive as you’re left keening, while crooked fingers tear at your crack, palming the plush domes until he can see your taught little asshole twitch and wink at the limitless stretch.

“Dabi?” You crane your neck back to asses the situation, cocking your head at the black brush of hair bobbing behind your rear.

The moment his lips clamp shut over your puffy rim you're thrown forward, crawling on your hands and knees as you attempt to climb up the bed, nestled between the tousled sheets while he gorges himself on your scrunched hole, back arched into a painful bend.

In any futile attempt to push his head away, your wrists are captured. Bound behind your neck and used as leverage to bounce your cute butt up and down on his pierced nose. It's a battle, filled with flailing limbs and girlish squeals. You're rolled onto your back, ankles folded by your ears with your wet kitty and ass swaying in the air, perfect to suck on. If you manage to flip over onto your stomach, that's fine with him aswell. He'll just press your feet down, pinned in a criss-cross pattern against the small of your back. Tap, tap, tapping away against your sticky back-pussy with his tongue, while his fingers work on scissoring your twat open until you're screaming for help.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha smut #dabi #dabi x reader #dabi smut #reader x dabi #dabi bnha smut #bnha dabi #i did have an ask for this #but i accidently deleted it #sorry anon

[scooterscoob]

Eiffel and Minkowski hugging/being cute?

,,, you meant one or the other, right?

#god he looks like a wet rat #SORRY ANON #waiting for that one reblog to be like I MEANT HUGGING A N D CUTE 😭😭😭 #LOOK I THINK HUGS ARE SUCH A GOOD ANGST SEGWAY JUST LOOK AT MY OTHER POSTS- YOU CANT BLAME ME #if I draw them being cute I’ll add it to this one I swear LMAO #wolf 359 #wolf 359 fanart #w359 #w359 fanart #doug eiffel #wolf 359 eiffel #renee minkowski #wolf 359 minkowski

[frownyalfred]

Who is the more embarrassing Dad: Clark or Bruce? And why?

they're fine on their own (occasional mediocre dad jokes and dad-typical grumpiness) but once they start sleeping together, it's a million times more embarrassing. like not only are your dads sleeping together, but their dates are displayed across every tabloid cover in HD. and the JL meetings just get even more unbearable. you can't escape the combined power of two super dads. no one can...

#asks #anon #superbat #bruce wayne #batman #dc #clark kent #superman #sorry anon #i'm on the go and caffeinated #so this is what i have

[linusbenjamin]

Jack. This place is crazy. It's just... I can't... It's driving me nuts.

#lost #lostedit #tvedit #lost spoilers #jack shephard #kate austen #nikolatexla #this one is for jate shippers #sorry anon #it's gonna take me a while to make a compilation of jate scenes #bc i forgot most of the scenes :d

[hazbinfallinginaspiral]

Hey!

Your stuffs cool!

So could you possibly do a Vox X Reader where the Reader is kidnapped?

The reader would have to be like Vox's wife or partner, someone he'd not want to loose of course. You could even do an existing reader theme like Doll, Hacker, Shark, Retro or one of the others you've wrote for before got kidnapped if that helps. I just wanna see your take on Vox coming to save them.

Thanks a lot!

🌸 Anonymous!

Better of Two Evils (Be a Doll AU)

Vox x doll!reader

CW: kidnapping, murder, violence, AU typical events

Vox is mentioned in this one, but he doesn’t really show up. He’s still a bad person and his actions are alluded to, though. He doesn’t come to save you. Sorry.

As consciousness slowly seeps back into my mind, I find myself disoriented and groggy. Blinking against the harsh light filtering through the small, dingy room, I try to make sense of my surroundings. Panic grips my chest as I realize I'm not in my own bed, but rather lying on a cold, hard floor.

Memories flood back in fragments, like pieces of a nightmare that refuse to be forgotten. The last thing I remember is Vox leaving me alone at a party while he went to deal with Valentino who was upstairs, throwing a tantrum in the penthouse.

Struggling to sit up, I'm met with resistance as I realize my wrists are bound tightly behind my back. Fear claws at my throat as I tug fruitlessly at the restraints, the cold metal biting into my skin. “Fuck.” I try to call out for help, but my voice comes out as little more than a hoarse whisper.

Panic threatens to consume me as I survey the room, searching desperately for any sign of escape. The walls seem to press in on me, suffocating in their oppressive closeness. The air is stale and musty, and the silence is deafening.

But then, a sound breaks through the silence—a creak of footsteps approaching from beyond the door. My heart leaps into my throat as the door swings open. Fuck.

"Ah, you're awake," a voice purrs, sending shivers down my spine. It's a voice I recognize, from a man I’d met at one of Vox’s parties. He’d pursue me relentlessly despite Vox’s efforts to be cordial in getting him to leave me alone. I could only imagine why he’d done this to me.

My breath catches in my throat as the man steps into the room, his gaze cold and calculating. "You're probably wondering why you're here," he continues, his voice dripping with malice. "But all you need to know is that you belong to me now."

Terror courses through my veins as I realize the full extent of my predicament. I'm at the mercy of this asshole. “I can’t- I won’t- I…” I’m cut off as the man grips my face tightly, hurting me as he shuts me up.

“Be a doll and shut your pretty little mouth,” he growled. I didn’t react. He scanned my face for any sign that it had worked. When he realized it hadn’t, he let go of my face and shoved me to the ground. “Damn it! Why- I said the phrase, why the fuck didn’t it work?”

“It only-” I broke off with a cough, trying to regain any sense of dignity. It was clear now that the trigger phrase had been his only plan in making me comply. He wasn’t prepared for it to not work. “It only works when Vox says it,” I rasped, watching the man wearily.

“Oh fuck off!” He said, returning his attention to me. He took out a pocket knife and held it to my throat. “If you don’t shut that dumb bimbo mouth of yours I’ll do it for you. I’m not afraid to hurt a pretty doll like you, I know you’ll live.”

“Ha!” I began to laugh, which caused the knife to make a light scratch against my throat. He looked taken aback, giving me my opportunity to make a move. I took my arms from behind my back and shoved him away, revealing I’d undone the bindings a bit ago. They weren’t particularly well done. He was sloppy, an amateur at best. “Let me tell you something, asshole.”

“You can’t do anything to me that Vox hasn’t done first,” I said coldly, bitterly. I wiped the blood off my neck. “You think you’re smooth? You think you’re slick? There’s at least three cameras in this room alone. He knows you have me, he just wants to see how well his perfect little doll can hold up.” I glanced at one such camera and threw up the peace sign, looking very unamused. I turned my attention back to the man in front of me. He’d been trying to attack, and failing. He seemed to have forgotten the fact that Vox didn’t choose just anyone to be so close with, he chose people he knew could handle it. “I think I’m doing well. Points off for the initial panic, though.”

“You- you’re crazy!” The man said, pointing his knife at me again. His grip was loose and he was shaking. Pathetic. I snatched it from him and positioned it at his neck now, pressing it just deep enough to draw a little blood. I’d already healed my own wound. “Fuck- get off me you dumb bitch!”

“No ones going to rescue you,” I said quietly, harshly. A reminder to me more than it was to him. It was only the truth. Vox knew I could handle myself, and he didn’t care how beat up I got in the process, so long as I returned to him at some point. I hated when I got captured like this, because it was always a wake up call. A reminder that Vox didn’t actually care, I was just a toy to him. “Nobody cares enough to save you now.”

He made a noise and I slit his throat. I was tired of looking at his stupid face. I let his body drop to the ground and tossed the knife aside, a disgusted look on my face. I hated Sundays.

Bonus: doll!Reader was actually wrong. Vox panicked when he found out you’d been captured. He was going to rescue you, but he saw who had kidnapped you and decided you’d be fine. He still cares- in his twisted little way. He just can’t show that, because it’d be a weakness.

#hazbin hotel #vox #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #vox x reader #writing #my writing #x reader #be a doll #sorry anon

[joeswackyadventure]

Can you draw Gus playing Roblox?

gus is too old for this

#breaking bad #brba #gus fring #gustavo fring #better call saul #bcs #jesse pinkman #brbabcs #roblox #i left this in my inbox for like 2 months #sorry anon

[wannaeatramyeon]

Yandere!DG + Reader: His hold on you

TW: as above, nothing too bad tho. Platonic. Could be read as x reader if you want. For non-anon anon request.

Friends tell you you're lucky to know someone like DG, to have him look out for you. Introduce me, they would ask and when you shake your head, their eyes cloud with resentment and jealousy.

DG had warned you not to share anything about him, no matter how much your friends begged. A little part of you preens at the special connection between the two of you. It's private, intimate. A secret little club just for you and him.

You hold onto this connection and thought when your friends distance themselves.

Even your own parents are blinded by the pop-idol persona; the fame and fortune and perks of being associated with the country's favourite singer. All too happy to let you and DG spend time together. They dismiss any concerns with a wave of their hand while surrounded by lavish gifts.

So who can you actually tell, who will listen when you mention how uncomfortable you are. How you can't exactly put your finger on why your skin crawls, your stomach drops, and the discomfort continues to grow each time DG contacts you.

(Truly, the hold he has on you scares you, you admit to yourself that one time. The last time you can recall DG leaving you just about long enough so you can form your own thoughts. Moments of clarity before he sinks his claws in again. He has only made that mistake once.)

He used to be sweet, and you would respond to him giddy with excitement. DG! A K-pop idol! Paying attention to me!

But now he feeds you far too much bitterness. It's unbalanced. You never know which side of him you get.

When he pushes just a little bit too much, when you want to scream at him to leave you alone through tears, he's all sunshine and sugar again. Like how it used to be. Like he knows what words are on the tip on your tongue.

And when you're all buttered up, then he would chide you for being silly and young and you should just listen to him, his voice light and full of laughter. Hasn't he been good to you? Hasn't he been good to your parents?

Yeah he has, you concede. He's older, more experienced, seen the world. He's right. What do you know in comparison? Barely anything.

So it's fine. Everything is fine. You're just spiralling for nothing.

On top of that, the last few months have been better.

He's been nothing but nice to you. You can't bring yourself to ruin such a good thing.

Yet something unsettles you. And you know you sound insane. Crazy. Because why would DG do this? Why would he even break in?

Things are misplaced in your own room, or something you swear was right there disappears for a few days and miraculously turns up.

Little harmless things. Things you should hardly notice it but the insidiousness builds and builds and builds.

A book missing on your bookshelf, photos switched around.

You stop being able to relax or rest in your own home, only catching moments of fitful sleep as your mind races and your sanity hangs by a thread thinking someone has been in your space and messed with your things.

Even your ID disappeared. You turned your room inside out, was shouted at by your parents for losing such an important thing before it appeared on your bed.

Lying right in the middle, on top of the covers. So obvious. You can't have missed it.

Could you?

"Why would I do that? How? You must be seeing things." DG denies when you ask, body looming over yours and eyes flashing.

Maybe he's right. This is DG after all. He's busy. He's been nice lately. You don't want to rock the boat.

You think about your missing items, the misplaced things. Yeah. It is ridiculous to think DG would have any involvement.

Must all be in your own head.

"Y/N," he says, lips quirking and eyes a little unhinged, "It's funny though. Isn't it? If someone messed with you like this."

Is it? You think it's not, but you don't know what to think anymore.

"Seeing you go a little crazy," DG prods.

"It's ok to laugh." Somehow that feels like a threat.

So you laugh and laugh and laugh yourself sick, until your eyes are streaming and you convince yourself it's tears of laughter and DG is right.

#idk what this is #sorry anon #lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

[carpedzem]

I cannot begin to understand what the hell he thought he was doing. He's (supposed to be) a LAW student. He's spent countless hours learning the exact things he miserably failed to do in qsmp, not only did he fail, HIS company actively BROKE laws. Giving ppl a bogus NDA, hiring ppl and then not paying them (and the salary of the paid ones was laughable), being complicit in the isolation, intimidation and defamation of his own employees..Stalking and controlling the personal lives of his employees. Also hiring minors and disguising work as "volunteering"? No way that didn't cross some kind of child labor law. Fuck. Did he genuinely believe his "passion project" wouldn't catch fire and burn down spectacularly?

How fucking embarrassing. He does not deserve that law degree. Genuinely.

#sorry anon #nonny

[addictedtoreverse1999]

I saw ur requests were open, so can I request a medicine pocket with a reader who finds they're confident or even mean and sarcastic side attractive?

(This isn't nsfw, btw)

Like when medpoc acts like that the reader either internal screams or thinks "that's kinda.."

Anyways I hope you have a nice day‼️‼️

Winter's Notes:

Style: Drabble

MASTERLIST

Feel free to request!

It's honestly not surprising how pissed Medicine Pocket gets every single time their co-workers mess up. And of course, you had the great honor of being their impromptu therapist.

"Like, I don't get it. How am I the only competent one in the entire department?"

You, on the other hand- was having a slight mental breakdown over how someone could possibly be so attractive while insulting pretty much everything in existence. [excluding you, of course. you hoped.]

"Hello? Are you listening?" Medicine Pocket had a slightly concerned expression [shocker], waving their arms in front of your face to get your attention.

"You've been zoning out a lot. Are you alright?"

That line caught you off guard.

"I'm fine. Just thinking."

"About what? Me?" Medicine Pocket smirked after saying that, because of course they noticed that you are a simp were thinking about them.

Damn it.

"Not my fault you were born attractive."

#🖋️written archives #st. pavlov foundation #reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 x reader #r1999 x reader #r1999 #medicine pocket #reverse 1999 medicine pocket #medicine pocket r1999 #god this kinda sucks #oh well #sorry anon #medicine pocket x reader

[little-pup-pip]

can u do ,, a pink moon jellyfish moodboard (a sweater wld be cool) with a deco paci and stars?? <33

-sharkie

Definitely!!

#oof this took ages #sorry anon #i couldn't decide on a sweater for it #and you don't even want to know how many jellyfish pictures I've switched out #anyway i hope you like it #moodboard #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #age regression #agere #sfw littlespace #agere moodboard #babyre #moon jellyfish #jellyfish moodboard #jellyfish