me every time I post something
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
…its looking like coming out of hibernation yk
WRITERRSSS DROP ARMANDO ARMAS FANFICS AND MY LIFE IS YOURS🙏🙏🙏‼️‼️
Thank you guys so much for the responses you guys are so sweet!!
pls lemme know if you wanna be added to the taglist because it will be multiple parts <3
I have a full length armando x reader fic in the works rn… please tell me someone is gonna wanna read it 😭
He is mischief personified
iñaki godoy studied luffyology at the esteemed monkey d'university. he graduated top of his class. latin honors. he's on his way to get a phd. oops wait he's already got it. my god. the talent on this young man. he's got that natural troublemaker face. the class clown at the back of the class kind of energy. a kid who's hiding something in his hand. u take one glance at this guy and u know he's not up to no good. but would u follow him anyway? are u kidding me. look at him. of course u would.
amen
so… im alive.
how yall been?
me rn.
me looking in the mirror, gripping the sink: you’ll be okay eventually you silly little bitch
Relax | Dick Grayson Teaser
“I want to help you relax, Dick. Will you let me help you?”
“God yes. Please.”
Warnings! NSFW 17+, penetrative sex, pet names, hints of choking, blowjobs, dirty talk, teasing.
I am way to scared to post the full story so we’ll see how well this lil snippet does… holy hell i haven’t written smut in a long time.
He took a sip of the Martini, looking Y/n in the eye. He felt it hurn his throat burn just a little as she watched him from behind her glass. “Taste good?” she asked, taking a step toward him. He hummed and nodded his head, taking another sip. “Tell me about your day.” She smiled, urging him to sit down. As he did so, she placed her hands firmly on his broad shoulders. “Shhhh Relax doll.” she whispered in his left ear.
“Well I uh, I did a bit of combat training with the kids and then sorted out some paperwork- ah.. fuck.” he practically moaned as Y/n pressed her thumbs between his shoulder blades. “You like that?” she whispered softly, rubbing his shoulders and back. “Fuck yess.” he groaned as she straightened out a particularly tight knot in Dick’s back. “Keep talking for me.” she said quietly.
“I- mmh- made myself some coffee before i got up here and then i hopped in the- ah- shower.” by now he was a mumbling mess, leaning his head back against her chest. She sat him back running her hands up and down his waist, her nails lightly scratching the skin.. “I want to help you relax, Dick. Will you let me help you?” she half moaned in his ear, placing a soft kiss on his neck and then his shoulder. She moved to his lap gracefully, rolling her hips a little. “God yes. Please.”