#🫶🏻 ; moots

[gogandmagog]

The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery

[keeksandgigz]

“you’re mine.” with eddie spaghetti of course 🤭

possessive eddie actually drives me up a wall

im also gonna add "“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”" just because it made my brain short circuit

Once again 18+ is not a suggestion, but a big fat order to get the fuck away from here <3

Cruel and relentless, the way that his hips are snapping into you.

He'd seen you flirt with Steve, you and him hanging out during a campaign at Mike's house, while he had to sit and stew in his chair, fuming behind a cardboard screen as you kept on laughing at his jokes and drinking from his beer, gingerly brushing his hand whenever you'd take the glass from Steve, letting your touch linger for longer than usual over the boy's hand.

Touch lingering for longer than friends should touch.

He barely made it home when you'd been slammed against a wall, as you laughed at his poor attempts at putting together his shattered ego.

Even now, feeling the length of his cock snapping into you, you're relentlessly not giving up your fight, as you pretend nothing he's doing affects you.

"God, Eddie, you're such a shit lay. Why did I agree at this whole fuckbuddy thing again?" you look up at him, impenetrable eyes as you work so hard not to let him see through you.

"You're really fuckin' asking for it, sweets" he grits through his teeth, and he sees your exterior falter for a second, at the way your bottom lip shivers when his thrusts angle upwards.

"Should've gone home with Steve, at least I wouldn't be fucking bored out of my mind here. Maybe he would be actually making me feel good, wouldn't he, Eddie?" and your smirk sends him into orbit as he stills his hips.

"Alright, that's it" he huffs, grabbing you by the thighs and flipping you over as he slips out and slams back into you again. The new angle makes it really hard to keep the tough exterior going, as he keeps on hitting so deep that it makes your brain blank.

"What were you saying about Steve, sweets?" he taunts, hand reaching over to press your head against his pillow, muffling the desperate moans and whines spilling from you.

"Steve?" brain going blank, a well endowed smack against your right ass cheek drives it home.

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making, since apparently I'm such a shit lay, aren't I?" he chuckles at that, chest leaning over your back, feeling the heat and the sweat radiating from him "Answer me. Am I a shit lay, sweetness?" he says it so low it's practically a whisper as wet noises fill the room.

His other hand reaches in between your legs, and you begin squealing, feeling a familiar sense of tightness in your tummy as the volume of your noises begins to get louder and louder, feeding into Eddie's now- restored ego.

"Mhm, yeah. That's what I thought" as he delivers one more sharp thrust, feeling you fall apart around him. Gushing, while you whimper at the slow thrust he's giving you as you ride out your high.

He coos, hand sneaking up on your back, rubbing up and down "Aw, that's right, baby. You're mine, aren't you?"

[mdshh]

Dahlia Montague for @simscici

You know that one person in class, who always wants to know everything? Yeah, Dahlia is one of those people. Knowledge is power and Dahlia knows it well.

Being loner, she never really had close friends, just some people she sometimes hang out with. Would she like to fix this? Yes! Now as an adult, Dahlia became more social and ready to make new friends!

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality and romantic orientation: heterosexual, interested in men

[gomzdrawfr]

I love my big cat Ghost charm

The charm was made by my sweetest friend Esuko-san, check out their ko-fi page if you’re interested, they’re selling stickers and acrylic standee too :3

[sevasey51]

Scott and Chris always scare each other… what about Chris accidentally scares his little toddler reader who just got up from a nap?

Maybe only Scott can calm her down after this🥺 ???

Scare games gone wrong

Paring: Brother Chris & Scott x toddler! Reader

Summary; in the height of the lockdowns for the pandemic we all remember the scare games. Let’s just see one of those times it goes wrong.

Of course the whole point of war for the other not to know when it was going to happen but add their baby sister into the mix one afternoon.

All hell breaks loose.

Scott had put y/n down for a nap and was just chilling in the kitchen. Chris no where to be seen. He knew that probably meant a scare was being schemed, but Chris wouldn’t do that whilst she was napping right? He thought.

Time went by, he was just catching up on work, reading new scripts and replying to emails whilst listening out for if y/n woke up.

Most of the time she’d just climb out of bed because she had toddler bed with a rail just for her comfort and the brothers piece of mind.

Chris went to go scare Scott running round the corner into the kitchen, he soon found out he didn’t run into to him or dodger it was a sleepy y/n with her messy bed head, dummy hanging off her sleep suit and blankie tailing behind.

“Rawr!!! Scott I got you!!!” Chris screamed.

Tears lines her eyes, conflicted at why chrissy just did that, loud cries engulfed the entire room, echoing into the living room where Scott was currently going through emails on the couch.

“Chris what the hell is going on!” He asks as he walks into the kitchen, y/n running to him away from Chris. “Come here bubbas, you’re okay, it’s okay.” He tries to console a sleepy little y/n who’s basically having a meltdown.

Chris was sheepishly stood by the fridge, trying to make y/n a bottle as a little “I’m sorry”

It took a while for Scott to calm her down, before she would even let Chris anywhere near her or even let him try and get a word in without crying again.

“Bubs, come here sweet girl I’ve got something for you” He says as he shakes the bottle up for it to be ready to present to his little love.

“Mhmh Crissy” she mumbles from behind her dummie snuggling more into Scott before fully giving Chris another chance.

“I’m sorry sunshine, Chrissy is sorry baby” he sits in her room on the nursing seat that his sister insisted upon for her room at his house.

He rocks her as he tells her how much he loves her and how sorry he is, looking down at a sleepy milk drunk bubba lull herself back into her sleepy slumber he interrupted.

He knows next time, scare games can go wrong.

And let’s just say Scott wasn’t happy with him for the rest of the day…

Thank you guys so much for being patient and understanding with my massive absence on here. I just appreciate you all so much and that you guys still want me to write your requests.

I hope you guys enjoy, and I hope you guys could show it love and reblog it 🫶🏻

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[weird-bookworm]

haii :3 so, uhm, i have 200 followers yayy we cheered !!

(i actually have 270 as we speak and its only been 2 weeks 😭 i might as well do a 300 followers event atp 💀)

no but really, thank you so much to each and every person who follows me or has ever liked anything that i've made on here, i truly appreciate all the love 😭🫶🏻

ANYWAY, i did a poll, and the results said that i should do a soulmate series

basically—

1. you send me a member from any group that i write for (seventeen, stray kids, txt, enhypen, ateez, boynextdoor, &team and tws)

2. i decide a random soulmate trope accordingly and write a fic ^^

3. or you send in a trope along with the member, either is fine 😅

i'll be looking forward to the asks 💕 i'll add them all here when i get them done

tagging some moots, hope you don't mind: @fairyhaos @slytherinshua @eternalgyu @blue-jisungs @wheeboo @mesanthropi @haecien @glosskirt @etherealyoungk @welcometomyoasis @aaniag @thepoopdokyeomtouched @arafilez @nonononranghaee @mangocustard16 @kkooongie @candewlsy @rubywonu @icyminghao

[aew-regression-cove]

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📀 ) the hunger games , outerbanks , marvel , bridgerton & more.

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♡ my tiktok. | my masterlist.

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[keeksandgigz]

hi i am here with a horny thot. 😈

eddie buying witchy one of those dildos made of rose quartz and making her fuck herself with it while he watches.

MARIAH THE WAY I RAN TO MY LAPTOP

Horny hours indeed omg

"Eddie this is stupid" you say, huffing at the sight of the suggestively shaped crystal on your counter.

He claimed he had a surprise for you. He had you close your eyes while he stood behind you. He put it in front of you while you opened your eyes, a puzzled look on your face.

"It's rose quartz, witchy. S'gonna make your pussy love me so much, huh?" he's relentless in the way that he touches you. The way he knows that if he grazes your shoulders with the tips of his fingers he can have you whimpering in a matter of seconds.

Hands, fingers, mouth, tongue.

"It looks... cold" you look at it with a raised eyebrow, a bit offended at the idea that Eddie has boiled down your witchy interests down to sex. A pink rose quartz dildo on the kitchen counter.

"Warm it up then" he says, biting your earlobe. You sigh. He always has to win.

And so you guide him to your room, shedding yourself of your clothes in the process, aside from a pair of black knit knee socks that your pervert of a boyfriend seems to enjoy a little too much.

He perches himself on the pink brocade armchair in the corner of your room, the rose quartz tight in your hand.

"Need me to warm you up, witchy?" he asks, smug and annoying as always. A devilish smile on his lips as you shyly lay yourself down on your silk sheets, back against your headboard.

You don't need to be warmed up. You'd been ready to go since that morning, when he'd worn a cutoff shirt with a pair of sweats that were hung low on his tummy, letting his happy trail peek through the fabric.

You shake your head.

His demeanor is different than his recent submissiveness. Eyes dark and alert, contrasting yours- hazy and half- lidded.

"Gimme a show then, my pretty witch" he commands, his hands gripping the armrests of the seat as he watches you run the crystal down your body. The coldness of the surface makes your skin jump, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Your eyes don't leave his for a moment, as it reaches the apex of your thighs, you shudder at the cold object, and at how sensitive you are.

It is by no means as big as your boyfriend is, but the idea of the heavy object being inside you makes your clench around the feeling of nothingness.

"God, witchy, you're so fucking hot like this." He's palming himself through his jeans, the impatience of seeing you play with the crystal seems to be eating him alive.

"C'mon put it in" he urges, as his belt clinks open, and almost like a pavlovian training, your mouth opens a little bit. Enough for him to notice.

"My strong and powerful witchy brought down by me taking my cock out. Aren't you sweet" he chuckles, taking his dick out, letting it rest against his tummy.

His chin moves, urging you to put the crystal in. A wordless command, no more playing around. You oblige, and the feeling of it filling you up, with the cold surface of the object against the warmth of your walls provides a pleasurable contrast as you begin to fuck yourself with it.

"How's that feel, witchy? Is your pussy falling in love yet, or do I gotta give it a couple kisses first?" he taunts you, beginning to touch himself at the sight of you relentlessly fucking yourself.

You don't like the way that it's not curved, unable to hit the spot you so deeply crave. So you whine, the stretch of it so delicious you can't help but keep going, albeit it not being enough.

"Eddie- oh- please" you hiccup, looking at the way he's stroking himself, head thrown in pleasure as you're tempted to take advantage of his distraction to use your magic, to match up the thrusting movements of your hand to match up his. Perfectly in sync.

You decide against it, as his distraction is only momentary. His eyes are fixed on yours once again. A sheen of sweat on his naked torso, a lusty Adonis, as you try to thrust the quartz further inside you, eliciting a weak moan from your mouth, as an unabashed hand comes down to play with yourself.

A broken moan coming from your boyfriend, hooded eyes looking at you through his sweaty bangs.

"Witchy, you should see yourself. You look like a fucking goddess, Jesus Christ" he whispers through gritted teeth as he lets his cock go, standing up and walking towards you.

You stop with him, intrigued by the change in action. You stare at him with glassy eyes, begging him to make you feel better than the quartz inside you.

"Let's see how in love that pussy is, shall we?" he chuckles, dipping his hand in between your legs, taking the object out. You shiver at the feeling and the feeling of being empty.

A low whistle comes from Eddie.

"God, she must love me, huh? This thing is soaked. M'flattered, witchy" he says, examining the crystal.

You can't do nothing but shake, as he stands there and ponders.

"Open up that mouth, messy girl. Gotta keep it busy while I fuck you."

God i don't know what this is I'm so sorry

[aew-kun]

pls read my carrd for all my information . . !

🍓 ) kit ,, 18 ,, they/he/she (yes I use them all :3) . . !

🌊 ) actually Finnick's little one . . ! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

🌱 ) fictional caregiver hoarder (/silly) ,, avid media enjoyer ,, neurodivergent & chronically ill . . ! | my tiktok

masterlist . . . . . . 🐛 🐞

old blogs — @aew-regression-cove & @aew-kun-age-regression

[jayparked]

.·´¯`·.·★  🎀𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓼𝓴! - 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓪 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻? 𝓞𝓡 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻?🎀  ★·.·`¯´·.

🥹 the majority of the people i follow are so cool and kind so i wouldn’t be able to name just one blog i want to get closer to.

moots i’m grateful for:

@sungbeams for being my best friend for so many years now and always encouraging me and supporting me through everything and i could write pages and pages about how much i appreciate and love lia. she was the first person i really allowed to get close to me in a more in depth way and the only person i’ve really let my guard down around. she’s the reason i even made this account so everyone say thank you lia 🙂‍↕️

@dazzlingjaeyun for matching my freak perfectly 👹 always hyping up my ideas and delusions and we talk about anything and everything. i love spamming her with my unhinged demon thoughts as soon as she wakes up in the morning. also just always giving me the best feedback and hype on my works 🥺

and @fatalhoon @heejamas @ikeuverse for checking in on me periodically and bouncing ideas around with me. genuinely enjoy talking to each of you and always want to yap more🫶🏻 you guys inspire me so much

[astrolexi]

This is what @starrymelon looks like btw

[sevasey51]

Hi!!!

Could you do a Chris Evans x autistic child daughter reader where shes finished school for the holidays either Christmas or summer and she’s struggling with the routine change?

THANKS LOVE YOU MWAH

The holidays are here, the routines are out

Chris Evans x autistic daughter

Summary: finally the holidays are here, school is out and so is the routine. Chris helps reader though the struggle of routine change.

It was finally December 17th, school was out for the holidays. Three long weeks of social events and recuperation it couldn’t come sooner the relief that left your face was comforting for you dad to but he knew that with the relief came the hardship of the dreaded routine change.

Like clockwork you are up at 7am on the dot ready to go though your morning routine, by 8 it was blueberry pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast. Something was off you could sense it, you knew it was the holidays but where was your dad… you thought, that thought was soon shook off when you noticed the time. Finishing the rest of you breakfast like it was going to disappear.

You were late. You were never late. Routine it’s my routine, it’s good.

That was what tipped you over the edge. No one could ever predict how badly routine changes would affect you it was always different.

So when Chris heard a sobbed scream from the kitchen he knew the realisation had hit for you. Sprinting like his life depended on it with sleep still ever present, in his joggers that he went to bed in he got to the kitchen in 5 seconds but it felt like 5 minutes.

Gripping you softly, as to not make you hurt yourself, he murmurs “breathe for me baby, breathe.”

Hyperventilating the slow steady rise and fall of the hard object your sloped against in a exhausted pile of yourself. Slowly you come back to your senses the ringing stops, the dizziness fades. It’s your dad the lifeline you always came back to.

“Hey sweetie, you don’t have to say anything but how about we talked about a routine for the holidays, you can work on some coursework whilst I work in my office if you want to - if you think it’ll help.” Chris says noting your quiet exhausted demeanour. He knew routine was essential for you to keep some sort of grasp on reality.

“Huh, yeah that sounds good dad, thank you for always being the level head whilst I’m all wobbly and out of sorts.” A small smile formed on your face.

It made Chris’ heart flood with relief.

“My pleasure sweetheart.” He lightly kisses her forehead.

A couple of days later the plan previously mentioned was underway and it seemed to be working really well. It not only made Chris smile it made you feel content and like you had a hold of something.

Sometimes if you needed it you would go on the daily dog walk in the morning with dodger and your dad, just to get out of the same “4 walls” that sometimes drove you nuts.

But all in all the holidays were always the best regardless of if the routine was out.

Finally finally, she’s back.

I’m gonna get straight to it, I might be leaving again in a weeks time ( I don’t know i literally just get an email telling me it drives me insane) but I thought whilst I really have masses of downtime here is the first ask after a long hiatus!

Thank you so much to @remuslupinsdaughter for this ask and girl I get you! I hope you all enjoy and please don’t hesitate to send in asks and reblog!!

Tag list:

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[seongminiz]

Minhee cockwarming? :3

(ily mootie pls i feel so bad that the fandom has abandoned us)

MINHEE COCKWARMING

he would try sooo hard to keep himself composed bc it definitely was his idea n he wants to prove he has enough self control to do it so bad but u feel so good around him acting all unbothered .. it won't be long before hes reduced to a whiny mess begging u to let him move , face all flushed red n eyes filled with tears as hes basically turned into a puppy in heat :3 he'll probably end up cumming earlier than he wants to bc his brain is reduced to nothing but thoughts of how good it feels to be inside u n how much he wants to breed u

on a softer note tho , cockwarming with minhee while cuddling :(( would probably turn into some somno-adjacent situation where u both just eventually end up dozing off n every time one of u wakes up maybe they move a little eliciting soft moans from the other but it doesn't escalate into anything else aaa im going to cry over this im so srs

[lilaquette]

when you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers :3

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— thank you for sending it to me <3 !

armageddon by aespa

still with you by (my) jungkook

what is love by twice

eleven by ive

fever by enhypen

[raven-writes-fanfic]

Tagged by @stuckydrewx ! Thanks, boo! 🫶🏻

rules: search lyric, color, character, place, outfit and quote on pinterest and show how pinterest sees you

Well, the outfit is a big no. I even scrolled through for a bit just to see what else came up. None of it was me. To be fair, my style is not terribly specific.

Anyway! No pressure tags for @musette22 @its-tortle , and @riricitaa 🫶🏻

[dazedbygrace]

when you and tumblr bestie play scrabble 🤭 @velveteenpup