Blanching Tomatoes Is Not For The Weak, This Is Taking Forever And Its Nearly 1am And I Need To Post

blanching tomatoes is not for the weak, this is taking forever and its nearly 1am and i need to post my one-shot.

guys im trying to be a functioning adult and failing, what do?

hi! i just saw your masterlist and it said ‘retired characters’. does that means you’re not gonna write for them again orrr?? i love your writing btwww<33

Hi nonnie!!

My retired characters are characters I'm currently not writing for, but that doesn't mean I won't ever write for them again. They're just characters that I currently don't have much of an interest in!

my adhd(?)/autistic(!) brain goes through the typical hyperfixation, rinse, repeat, cycle. i don't wanna say I'll never write for those characters again because i do have a tendency to return to old fandoms but as of right now I'm just not really feeling them.

(apologies for taking so long to reply, i have had a hell of a week)

rb to stare at a mutual like this:

Vampire!Lip one shot incoming once i get home from work, so in like... 3 or so hours...

i want to gnaw on his arm, he's so hot. just a little nibble...

bearblrpromptober day two: choking warnings: unprotected sex, choking (m receiving)

A/n: I had this up by October 2nd my time but accidentally clicked private post </3

The sight of Carmy’s neck captivates you while you ride him. He throws his head back in pleasure, curls falling over the pillow. Your position on top of him gives you the perfect view of his neck. His adam’s apple bobs in his throat with every groan from his mouth. The veins along the sides of his neck bulge out, much like they do when he gets heated in the kitchen. 

It’s almost as if your hand moves on its own. Your fingertips move from resting on his abs, to trailing up his sternum. With your other hand, you press into his lower stomach, giving you leverage to continue rocking against his hips. You watch his face while you lay your palm on his throat. You haven’t applied any pressure yet, not wanting to spook him.

Instead, Carmy’s shoot right open at the feeling of your hand on his neck. He has choked you in bed plenty of times before, but it has never been the other way around. His mouth falls open. You’ve rendered him speechless from one simple movement.

You apply the slightest amount of pressure to his throat. A small gasp escapes his lips, and his cock twitches inside of you. 

“This okay, Carm? You don’t have to say yes—j’st wanna see if you like it,” you ask. You haven’t stopped grinding into him, chasing your own pleasure. 

“Y-yeah—yeah. Please—want you to.” Carmen’s eye’s are completely blown with lust. The vibrant blue of his eyes is only a thin ring around his pupil. He has both of his hands resting on your thighs, fingers digging into the skin in anticipation. You’ll have fingertip shaped bruises to look at in the morning. 

You lean down to give Carmy a soft kiss, which he sighs needily into. “Tap three times on my thigh if you wanna stop, okay?”

“Mhm—tap three times.” His voice is completely shot, coming out as a whimper. 

With Carmy’s permission, you squeeze his throat with a constant, stable pressure. His reaction is instantaneous. A broken groan leaves his lips, and his hips buck up into you. You pick up the pace of your grinding to keep up with the thrusting of his hips. 

“Good?” you ask through a moan. You’re already nearing your peak. The sight of Carmy underneath you like this makes a heat swell in your stomach. Carmen doesn’t respond, not with real words, anyway. All that’s coming from his mouth are broken whimpers, but his head nods eagerly in your grasp. 

A couple of minutes pass, and Carmy is practically losing his mind. His short fingernails dig into your thigh. He’s planted his feet on the mattress to give him leverage to thrust up into you.

“G-gonna cum—c-can I?” Carmen begs. His pulse is heavy in his throat; you can feel it from your palm. You press even harder around his throat at his request, and his eyes roll back into his skull. 

“Me, too—cum for me, Bear. Fill me up—” The mere second you finish speaking, Carmy’s cock pulses inside of you, spilling hot cum into you. The feeling inside of you brings you into your own orgasm. 

Finally, after you’ve both come down from the high, you remove your hand from Carmy’s neck, letting him get a full deep breath again. 

“Holy shit—I see why you like that so much.” He looks up at you in awe, like he can’t wait for this to happen again.