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[fawnnpaws]

thinking about sucking the gum art is always chewing out of his mouth. you’ve seen him spit it out into patrick’s hand before practices, into tashi’s before big games, but there’s a part of you that’s always nagging for more.

you and art have always been the most intense out of the four of you, like if you weren’t stopped you’d eat each other given the chance. you both have this deep seated need for possession and love that makes you insatiable. patrick and tashi keep up with you well, but have to set rules to corral the two of you and keep you from going too many rounds while they’re gone. sometimes they’re too late and they find you passed out in a heap of limbs on the bed, art still inside you, your bodies covered in a sheen of sweat, bodily fluids, and a smattering of bruises sucked into your skin. they complain as they pry you off each other and clean you up, but secretly find it adorable when you’re curled up together like exhausted puppies.

the gum habit is just another way you seek closeness. the first time it happens art doesn’t even realize what you’re doing. you lick the inside of his mouth and revel in the minty taste. he pushes his tongue against yours and whimpers, getting lost in the kiss. you suck on his tongue gently and with that motion his gum passes his lips and slides into your mouth. when you pull back, he sees you chewing on it and his eyes widen at the little smirk you give him. he has to adjust himself and will his dick to go down on his way out to the court. from then on, it becomes a natural ritual.

patrick jokes that eventually you’ll just crawl into art’s ribcage and live there. you tell him you’d do the same to him if he’d let you. he reminds you of that when he spits in your mouth later that night.

tashi is less into the sharing of spit and gum, but she understands that these are acts of devotion. she knows you well enough to know that when you take her fingers in your mouth and your eyes glaze over its the same as chewing arts gum and swallowing patrick’s spit. you need to feel close. to feel like they’re part of you in a physical way as well as emotional.

and who are any of them to deny you of that?

[celestialprincesse]

Hi Angie!

I was wondering - if you have the time and will - would you write some more poly stuff?

Could be whatever you want.

Thank you!

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One Xtra large helping of poly fluff coming right up 🤭🎀

Weekends are your favourite. When all the boys are home and you've got the time to just be. It's the little things, like how you go padding downstairs barefoot long after the sun has risen, stomach rumbling impatiently at the smell of freshly fried bacon and hot coffee, the kind from the expensive machine Kyle had bought you this Christmas just gone.

You can't help but grin when you feel Johnny's hands looping loosely around your waist, your head rolling back onto his shoulder with a contented sigh as he noses your jawline affectionately, murmuring about how lovely you look in the morning, how pleased he is to have a weekend with no plans. You, however? Oh, you've got plans. Having your four, massive military boyfriends home can only mean one thing.

Furniture shopping.

More specifically? Antique furniture shopping. Trawling the local thrift stores for anything that piques your interest, and might find its perfect place in your home. Seeing as the boys are back with the truck, and the the weather is just on the cooler side of summer, today is the perfect opportunity. Simon, John, Kyle and Johnny are also perfectly happy to indulge you in all of your roosting ways, just as house proud as the day they'd all met you.

Fortunately, it takes all of fifteen minutes to find the boys and be on your way, the perks of military men, you suppose. Punctuality is engrained into their very person. It's unnerving sometimes.

They're happy if you're happy, even if Kyle does have to hold in his sneezes until Johnny can subtly slip him an antihistamine, all whilst you're fawning over old paintings with an unenthused Simon (he's trying) and a pensive John, who thinks he's getting old and needs to learn how to enjoy a melange of meaningless paint splotches on a canvas. You just like the colours.

Admittedly, you've also been watching all sorts of antiques programmes on the TV during their last deployment, hyper fixating on the promise of buying some cool, vintage piece for the house only to find out that it just so happens to be a lost furniture piece from Versailles, or maybe a Picasso drawing gone missing from a collection. The dopamine is also nice. Almost as nice as spending time bobbing around with the boys, laughing at the way John reaches for his wallet the moment you so much as look at something for too ling, or how Kyle keeps staring at your ass, getting distracted and almost knocking stuff over.

It's not so much the shopping, you realise, upon going home empty handed, it's the getting out with your favourite people, and getting to spend the with not a worry in the world (except for Kyle's obvious dust allergy)

Short! But! I'm back on my grind! Now that visitors are gone (hallelujah)

I've been literally scrolling endlessly through Josh & Matt's tiktok as some weird form of self soothing and it's made me miss thrifting so pls enjoy this until I can get my little secondhand purchase fix 🎀

[messycunt]

So.. I just red your Hucow Collection on Ao3 and that alternate AU where MC is the Breeding Cow had me well.. Listening? Reading? Blushing, Screaming? Ahem. No because imagine Cow Hybrid! MC as the farms breeding Cow🗣

All the Bulls fawn over her and just want to breed her silly. Of course, crowley would make immense Profit from having his bulls mate with such a pretty little cow! Or the rivalry that would blossom between the boys! Oh and not to forget MC's best selling Milk! It just tastes so sweet that everyone wants some💕

Just wanted to share that thought with you! (feel frew to write about it)

May i take the place/role of 🎀 - Anon if it isnt taken already?<3

Eat enough and stay hydrated Lovely💋

WELCOME BOW ANON I whipped this up in like 15 mins just throwing stuff out there 

characters: Cater, Trey, Ace, Deuce, Crowly, Vil, Rook, Epel, Riddle, Idia, Kalim, Malleus, Lilia 

cw: hybrids(hucows), lactation, breeding kink, exhibitionism, three/foursome, double penetration in one hole, dumbification, afab reader

so so much can come of this like just go along w me here kay?

Ace and Deuce being too impatient to take turns with you like usual but too horny to bother properly fighting so they resort to trying to shove themselves into your dripping hole at the same time. Stretching you almost to your limit but it's ok because you'll endure it for them right?

Cater and Trey share you often as well but not in the way you'd think, usually their "shared quality time" with you involves Trey doing all the actual pussy pounding and Cater off to the side or in a corner somewhere(taking a few pics and vids for later) at his own personal insistence. He'd rather enjoy the view and Trey knows how to get you worked up better anyways in his own words.

Riddle's favorite thing about you is your breasts, especially drinking from them. It's warm and comforting and he enjoys cuddling up close to your chest and suckling from you after sex more than he does the sex itself. He would die before he would admit that to you tho.

You didn't think Crowley would let the boys have all the fun without having his own fill from time to time did you? Sure he keeps you all more than taken care of and well fed out of the goodness of his heart but it gets so tiring and stressful sometimes. Surely you wouldn't mind keeping him "company" under his desks while he works would you?

Kalim thinks you're adorable! Your eyes are so pretty and your ears are so cute and soft to the touch, well his are too but yours are special cus they're yours! He just loves touching and licking and kissing you all over.

The Pome trio oh boy. Whether it's making out with Epel as he desperately gripes at your body while you're both pounded by Rook and Vil respectively or innocently taking Rook and Vil up on their offer to service you with a full body oil massage they've always got something that they thoroughly planned beforehand ready for you.

Idia's intense infatuation[read obsession] with you is more than enough to have him act out of character from time to time. He is unexpectedly blunt with you about all the almost grossly kinky things he'd like to do with you, or what he'd have you do to him in most cases. Unsurprisingly tho he loses most of his tack in the moment, poor boy gets so deliriously pussy drunk you'd think he's the one getting their guts rearranged.

Malleus is rather possessive, shocker I know. It would be delusional of him to think he could have you to himself in the traditional sense but he at very least likes to have you to himself in the heat of the moment so sharing you is completely off the table… with one exception. Lilia finds the love Malleus has for you cute and has inclined himself to join in on your endeavors once or twice. Bringing his hands to your chest from behind you to pinch and pull at your leaking nipples while you ride Malleus like your life depends on it. Whispering cheeky things into your ear before locking eyes with the large black pelted bull and urging him to pump you full of his seed and impregnate you with his calf. 

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[jimcornflake]

Dad!Skull (Chromeskull Father HC)

A/N: I was just word vomiting and suddenly it turned in to a substantial piece of writing, so please take a surprise Jim Treat.

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By the way, I think Jesse Cromeans has so much potential to be a great father. I can see him being involved and silly and just so incredibly sweet.

He’s a little afraid to hold the baby. You offer him time and time again, but he denies, preferring to watch you fawn over your little squishy bundle of love. He’ll hold you while you hold the baby, encasing your body with his and supporting your arms with his, but he doesn’t trust his hands to be gentle after so many years of being the polar opposite.

The first time Jesse holds his baby, he’s in tears. He’s crying so majestically, a few silent tears rolling down his face and he just stands in place, swaying the baby back and forth like the tide when it’s low. They feel like they weigh absolutely to him and it scares him how fragile they are.

But once he sees those little bright shiny eyes staring up at him, he feels a soft warmth blossom in his chest. It’s a love like he’s never felt before and he can’t believe how scared he is that he won’t be able to give this living piece of your heart the care it deserves.

As you rest your head on his back with your arms wrapped around him like he’d done so many times before to you, he calms. He has your support and love and he’s fairly sure it’s all he really needs to survive now. The fear now only motivates him to protect and provide.

For you both.

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Hi! Did you like this? If so, please check out my other works! Thank you and have a beautiful day! 🩷

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Hii! Can you write headcanons for what it would be like for a female reader to share a dorm with marauders?(since/starting first year) Maybe like girls dorms were full?? I know it makes no sense but i couldn't come up with anything else. Thanks in advance 🎀

When you first arrived at Hogwarts, you were full of hope and optimism. You were going to be the best Witch of your time. Yet it all came crashing down when your name wasn't called with everyone else's. All other students had been sorted, but looking oddly up at McGonigal, she seemed just as worried as you were. Quickly, you were escorted to the headmaster's office and had a discussion.

You were apparently supposed to be at the American school for witches and wizards; however, due to your recent move, things got complicated. Since the castle wasn't ready for you yet, you were left in a weird situation. The first step was house placement; as the hat debated extensively where to put you, it suddenly landed on Gryffindor. This led to a new issue, there were no female rooms left.

Dumbledor considered your predicament before remembering some of his star students' children were attending this year and were placed in Gryffindor. It was settled you would stay with them, and once your ages matured, hopefully, the castle would have a new place for you.

With this said, you were walked to the great Gryffindor common room, up the stairs, and right into the only vacant bed in the castle, with four boys: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and lastly, Peter Pettigrew.

This would be your new home.

Besides the weird glances, rumors, and pranks you were regularly subjugated to, it started out fine. It was a rough first three years of school. People looked at you funny for being an extra in the school. You didn't have many friends, and the ones you did have were the 'rejects,' as James put it. When Sirius found your diary during Year Two, he blabbed about it to the whole school, causing rumors you were in love with the boys. By year three, all pranks planned for staff were executed on you first per Remus' orders. It was hell living with these boys; each year, you came back hoping there was a new room for you, and there never was.

By year four, things had changed; well, puberty changed. You returned to school looking more like a woman than a small, dorky girl. Just like the boys came back looking like men instead of small, dorky boys. Things were tense in the room for a while. Peter grew so uncomfortable that he moved out, and it was just you four living there. The boys started giving you more privacy, even going as far as going to Hogsmead for supplies and making you a more private space in half the room since Peter moved. You got princess treatment. The only problem was it wasn't these three boys alone that saw your new looks; it was all the boys in school. So quickly, a pact was made that no one but them could flirt, hit on, or try to pick you up.

You were in the same boat in year four, watching the girls fawn over the boys. The only girl you were ever okay with was Lily, and it was because she wasn't shy about complimenting you and sharing. This allowed for an interesting friendship between you and Lily. You two were thick as thieves and the best of friends. Sleepovers were a must, and some of the boys' suggestions about your sleepovers didn't go over your two's head.

All five of you were close by years five and six, and Peter only hung out occasionally. This was fine with you guys; you were all known as the marauders and the most fantastic kids in school. Your relationships were known; although James and Lily stuck together the most, they still shared, and you would bounce between Sirius and Remus. Your relationship was no laughing matter, though. You guys cared deeply for one another. If one was down or sad, the whole group was. It was a team effort to reign everyone in and keep the peace. Classes were never dull, and the dorm room was always full of love and warmth.

You were the group's baby, being extra at Hogwarts. However, there was never any jest or jokes about it anymore, just being doted on constantly by your friends/partners. They ensured you were happy and having a good time, just as you did for them. Parties were always exciting when you five planned them. The best ragers happened in the Gryffindor common room; however, the minute you were worn out or tired, your desired companion for the night would take you for some rest and relaxation. As soon as you two were missing from the party, it was only a short time before the other three came crawling in.

Year seven was full of excitement and sadness. Graduating was no laughing matter, but it strengthened your resolve. You all moved in together and started your working lives. Ironically enough, living in a lovely magical house was almost no different from living in a magical dorm room.

[rottenbabyfawn]

intro;

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⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩 name; emilia.

જ⁀➴ you could call me emi or em,

⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩 age; 18.

she/her ♱ 29th of december ♱ bi ♱ intp

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'm your local coquette, girlblogger doll who lurks in tumblr, most of this blog is reposts of things 'm fond of, posts about silly things on my mind or pics i found online, not sure if i'll ever post poetry or fanfics but who knows. i'll probably also post digital art here and there, just blogging my stuff here :p

what is this blog about?

well, it's mostly traditional coquette girlblogging as we know it but also reblogs (or original work in the future) of content i'm currently into from time to time.

note: the hashtag #eepyemigirlblogging is an original hashtag of mine, i created it to keep track of the original stuff *i* create, 'eepy emi' is just a silly nickname my bestfriend calls me because 'm sleepy all the time hehe.

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likes; 'm fond of lots of things! mainly the coquette community, marvel 'n DC, comic books, literature (both writing and reading), video games (specifically plot-driven ones), art, music (i love almost every genre including alt music, sometimes country too), cinema (i love all genres too, even documentaries), ballet, poetry, computer science, dolls (especially blythe dolls), horses, fashion, girly stuff, cats, fawns, coffee, sweets, chocolate, anime & manga, and the color pink.

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current hyperfixation; X-Men, specifically Logan Howlett. Avengers.

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IMPORTANT: stay away if you're:

homophobic, transphobic, racist, ableist, colorist, extremist religious, a body-shamer, a mean-spirited bully, into weird shit or overall an asshole.

[illarian-rambling]

Thanks for the tag @mysticstarlightduck!

OC Deep Dive 🦾🎀

Let's do a two for one with Astra and Mashal :)

What uncommon/common fear do they have?

Hm, that's a tough one. Astra doesn't scare easily when it comes to physical things. I'd say failure is a big fear of hers, or letting down the people she loves.

It's bugs. Ignoring all the existential stuff, Mashal is terrified of bugs. Spiders especially, but anything that crawls makes him uncomfortable. The other big one is losing his humanity.

Do they have any pet peeves?

People who talk down to her will set Astra off like a firecracker. She's had more than enough of that in her time. People who are willing ignorant also piss her off, especially if that ignorance hurts others.

As a former army brat, Mashal does get a little tetchy around messy spaces. He won't get on people about it, but he will clean up unprompted. He also can't stand bullies or anyone who hurts people for their own gain.

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom?

A full chemistry set, lots of scrap fabric, and way too many fancy pillows.

He doesn't sleep, so he doesn't have a bedroom, but if he did, it would have a sketchbook, some candles he can stare at while meditating, and a few practice swords hung on the wall.

What do they notice first in a person?

Their clothes, I'd say. Astra can tell a lot about a person by what they wear and how they care for their garments. Also, their sense of fashion can be telling.

I think as an artist, Mashal picks up on unique features first. A crooked jaw, especially beautiful eyes, an unusual expression - anything that makes someone stand out. Consequently, he's also just good at remembering faces in general.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance?

A six, but she thinks it's a nine. She also carries the fantasy equivalent of those berserker mushrooms at all times, so if she's hurt, she'll do drugs about it and keep going.

He has no sense of pain as a robot, but if he's ever returned to his human form, it's gonna be a rude awakening the first time he stubs his toe on something.

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? (I'm also including freeze and fawn)

It kinda depends. If her friends are with her, she'll tend towards fight. If she's alone though, she often freezes up.

Fight, all the way. In moments of stress, Mashal's brain will all but shut off as he starts swinging.

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person?

Astra's family is just her and her two moms, but she loves them dearly. Every cent she makes goes towards paying off their debtor contracts, and she writes them frequently.

Mashal doesn't remember his family. He assumes his parents are alive and he's pretty sure he has an older brother, but anything more than that is a mystery. He hopes to find them someday once he's human again.

What animal represents them best?

I'm tempted to go with a black cat solely because she's a witch, but I feel like she's more high energy than that. In that case, maybe some sort of monkey? Clever, curious, loud, and a little vicious.

A horse, I think. Some sort of retired warhorse that likes to run and nuzzle your hair, but will kick if you get too close.

What is a smell that they dislike?

Formaldehyde. It gives her headaches.

He has no sense of smell :(

Have they broken any bones?

Yup. She broke her arm at the end of book one and has broken a few fingers in the past when she wasn't careful enough with her tinkering.

He has no bones :(

(Mashal doesn't remember, but as a boy, he did fracture his skull when he fell down a flight of stairs. He also broke the same ankle twice during sparring. His squad did tease him for this.)

How would a stranger likely describe them?

"Oh gods, what an outfit she had! I don't think I've ever seen that many colors on one garment, and she must've sewn half the ribbons from here to Yewbury into the lining. The embroidery was fantastic. It was loud enough you hardly noticed the woman wearing it. She was pretty short, I think. I wanna say she was mixed Skolander and Shuari, given the dark curls and blue eyes. Her skin was kind of an amber brown, but she had these pale splotches under her eyes and mouth. Vitiligo, I think? Her makeup was also quite loud, but somehow matched the outfit. There was just a lot going on there, in general."

"Damn, I don't think I've ever seen a robot in these parts. The fucker was huge, had to be close to seven feet tall. Kinda scary looking, to be honest, with those glowing white eyes. But, I don't know, he seemed nice. His face didn't seem like it moved much, but he looked like he was smiling. He was wearing very heavy clothing with a bandana over his head. The only bronze uncovered was his face and hands. I would've thought he was sick in the head wearing such heavy clothes in this heat, except, well, I guess a robot wouldn't care about that."

Are they a night owl or an early bird?

Very much a night owl, verging on actual insomnia. Getting up before 11 is a herculean trial.

He doesn't sleep, but if he did, he'd be an early bird. Man is ready for bed at 9:30 sharp.

What is a flavour they hate and a flavour they love?

Astra hates the taste of rice. As a kid, that was basically all she had to eat in the summers and she would frequently come down with pellagra because she was so malnourished. A flavor she loves is barbecue. She's from the fantasy south, so I think this one is self-explanatory.

He has no sense of taste, but from vibes alone, he knows he definitely has a sweet tooth.

Do they have any hobbies?

Really, she's good with any type of fiber art, but Astra loves to embroider. All her clothes sport little bits of embroidery. I'm also going to say magic because she loves it even though it's her job.

Mashal enjoys art, usually with a pencil, but he branches out into paint sometimes. He also likes to read. Any genre is fine, so long as it's fiction and not too dark. I feel like he'd love anime if it existed on Illaros for some reason.

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises?

She'd definitely jump, then complain about why it had to be a secret because she already knew what she wanted to do for her birthday. Even so, she would be very appreciative of the effort.

Mashal has no idea when his birthday is, so it'd be a double surprise for him if someone popped out and declared that today's the day. After making sure they're not just fucking with him, he'd get quite teary (not actually, but the vibe is there), thank them profusely, and spend the rest of the night being told to sit down and quit trying to take care of things, this is your party, damnit!

Do they like to wear jewelry?

Yes. Astra always has some earrings on and frequently wears rings and bracelets. Most of this is costume jewelry.

Gold jewelry is very important in Sulu'Okan culture, so he definitely would, he just can't afford any right now.

Do they have neat or messy handwriting?

Surprisingly neat. She writes in full, founding father cursive.

Surprisingly messy. He tends towards chicken scratch.

What are the two emotions they feel the most?

Indignation and the desire to help.

Protectiveness and fury.

Do they have a favourite fabric?

Astra could rank every fabric ever on a numbered scale, but I think her all-time favorite is satin.

He honestly has no opinion on this, so he'd probably just say satin also. My man doesn't know burlap from chiffon, give him a break.

What kind of accent do they have?

Lol, read any of her dialog and it's obvious. Astra has a strong southern accent, more similar to a Georgia drawl than some Texas twang.

Honestly, Mashal is my one character that I feel has no accent (aka same accent as me), so I guess upper south. He does speak very softly, though, and has a bit of a stutter at times. His voice also tends to go static when he yells.

I'll tag @willtheweaver @theink-stainedfolk @kaylinalexanderbooks @nczaversnick @watermeezer and anyone else who wants to play :)

[sleepyfawn444]

Sleepy Fawn’s Works

- I am currently into NCIS, meaning if I get anything out anytime soon it will likely be an NCIS fanfiction 🎀

- I have 2 published fanfics for Avatar TWOTW, and 1 for COD.

- I am a romance, x reader writer. I’ve been thinking about writing an x OC fic but I don’t know if anyone would read it.

Below is a list of characters I have written or may write for, and links to my published works.

NCIS - Naval Criminal Investigative Service

disclaimer: I haven’t watched seasons 1-7 or 18-22, so I can’t write for Kate, Jenny, Knight, etc (as of last updated)

Leroy Jethro Gibbs;

> no works yet

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Young Mike Franks;

> no works yet

Avatar: The Way Of The Water

Miles Quaritch;

> Speak Up, Love

⤷ Recom!Reader is selectively mute, shy, n a scientist/medic. incomplete/discontinued series

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Ao’nung;

> Saccharine incomplete/discontinued series

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Jake Sully;

> no works yet

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Tonowari;

> no works yet

Call Of Duty : MWII

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley;

> Yearning

⤷ In which, reader and Simon go for a walk and share a conversation outside. The conversation ends a little too flirtatiously for Simon to handle. incomplete series

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Capt. John Price;

> no works yet

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König;

> no works yet

To Be Continued

last updated; 11/11, 2024

[fawnnpaws]

ughhhhh art being hammered by patrick while u ride his face is absolutely the dream

art’s desperately licking you and he is whining and moaning everytime patrick nails his prostate

u cum all over his face and then sit beside him, tweaking his nipples

patrick leans forward, his face close to arts and says “let me taste our girl, baby. kiss me”

and art messily leans up to patrick and they just GO AT IT

like patrick is sticking his tongue into arts mouth and all while you have the pleasure of watching them while you jerk art

patrick finishes inside of him and then the three of u just lay there 😖😖😖😖😖

GODDDDDD the dream really truly

poor art’s been so pent up, he just needs you both to be as close to him as possible. it’s like no amount of touch is enough. he’s gripping your hips and grinding them into his face, fucking and lapping into your dripping cunt with his tongue like he’s trying to actually eat you. his noises are muffled by your pussy, but he’s so loud in bed, especially when patrick fucks him, it doesn’t actually dampen the sound by much. you can still hear his punched out ah ah ah’s in time with patrick’s thrusts, getting louder and louder as they both steadily lose their composure. as cool as patrick likes to play it, you and art are his two biggest weaknesses.

“is he eating you good, baby? making that pussy feel good?” he pants, one hand gripping art’s hip for leverage and the other reaching to paw at your tits.

“feel so good, pat— fuck! he’s being such a good boy,” and that only spurs art on more. he’s doubling his efforts, forcing you over the edge until you’re cumming so hard on his tongue your vision whites out. you try to move, but art keeps you on top of him. keeps suckling on your clit and lapping at your pussy with the flat of his tongue, like he needs to taste every last morsel of your cum before he finally lets you fall boneless beside him.

“jesus - fuck - c’mere, let me taste her on you, baby - did so good making our girl cum,” patrick says as he hooks two fingers behind art’s teeth and pulls him up to smash their lips together. you can see the way their tongues press into each others mouths, again trying to get as close as humanly possible. patrick, trying to suck the taste of you off art’s tongue and art, utterly consumed by patrick being inside both his mouth and hole.

the feeling is contagious. you suddenly need to be close to them again and will your body to move so you’re up on your knees, pressed against your two boys’ sides. you mouth at patrick’s neck first and suck dark bruises into it to show you were there. his breath stutters through his nose and he picks up his pace, the sound of his balls slapping against art’s ass filling the room. its music to your ears. you move to art next, running the tip of your tongue along the shell of his ear and reaching your hand between them to loosely circle his cock.

“this what you needed, honey? such a little slut you can’t go a couple days without cock and pussy?” you tease, nipping at his earlobe.

he nods his head frantically and lets out a choked sob into patrick’s mouth. not daring to move too far away, he whimpers against patrick’s lips, “just you - both - hah - both of you, needed you, just you - please please—”

“you gonna cum for just us, baby?” patrick grins. he’s bullying his cock into art so hard it’s jostling his body and hitting his already abused prostate with every thrust. all art can do is hold on for dear life and let whimpers pour out from the back of his throat. you both love when he gets like this, fucked out to the point of brainlessness.

“be a good boy n make patrick cum too, sweetheart, cmon,” you’re pumping his cock harder now, keeping your hand in time with patrick’s thrusts despite them growing more and more erratic. “let me see my boys cum.”

art breaks out in a full body shiver and cums first, the force of it wracking through him and sending his back bowing before it snaps back and he presses his chest against patrick’s. his eyes roll back and his mouth hangs open as he spills all over your hand. the motion of patrick still fucking him smears it between their stomachs and you help the process along, rubbing your cum covered hand between them.

“oh fuck— he’s choking my fucking dick baby - gonna cum, gonna fucking cum—” patrick throws his head back and fucks through his own orgasm, hips pounding into art’s at a frantic speed. you feel art’s cock do a valiant kick as patrick fills him with cum and his body goes limp at the feeling.

you smile softly to yourself as the two of them grab onto each other and press themselves together, both shivering periodically with aftershocks. you’ve regained some feeling in your legs by this point, so you go wet a washcloth and bring it back to clean them up while they come down. you can’t help but press a kiss into art’s sweaty temple, then patrick’s forehead.

when the three of you are clean, you don’t redress, you rarely do after sex. you just fall into a pile of interlinked limbs and cuddle up against each other. art always passes out first, sandwiched between you and patrick, leaving the two of you to bask in the glow and lean over your pretty blonde to talk or kiss lazily. you think you could live in these moments forever.

[soupnwaffles]

any little!eddie munson headcannons? you almost never post about him besides cameos ;(

- 🎀

oooooh i love eddie so much you don’t even know— biggest sibby vibes from him!! i haven’t done headcannons in a bit, so here you go :3

the chaotic older kid of the party. eddie’s a flip (w/ no particular lean), and his headspace isn’t as mapped out as everyone else but he’s around 6-7

that being said, he acts different depending on who’s around— older, more ‘taking you under my wing’-way with stevie + the younger kids, but like a total baby when nancy and wayne come around

obsessed with dragons. you thought it was bad when he was big? now everything has to relate back to them, and every dragon he sees has to be immediately fawned over and discussed !

he chews his nails bad, and whenever someone catches him, he switches over to gnawing at the ends of his hair

suuuper into wayne’s old records when he’s little— they remind him of the past, and wayne’s always happy to turn them on to see his boy’s smile :)

always trying to sneak something he’s not supposed to !! everything just seems to be ten times better tucked in his pocket than sitting all alone

he’s a rock collector— toddling around the trailer park looking for the super-duper-coolest-ever rocks to show off to the party !!

a total troublemaker.

really, he never fails to wind up in the corner or having to write lines, or some other thing nancy’ll make up so ‘the lesson sticks’

he’s a clinger when he’s feeling fuzzier than usual, and whenever he goes down as far as that, eddie trails around his carers, hiding under shirts, and hanging off of them like a koala

he’s a sensory seeker already, but being small increases that by tenfold !! he’s rubbing up against his favorite textures, and spinning just for the heck of it :3

he’s always coloring or doodling, pages on pages of scribby dragons and other mythical creatures he tries to recreate from his figurines

just about everyone’s got a dragon or two tucked away with eddie’s name on it somewhere in their room. he gives them out like business cards

he’s nightmare prone obviously, and when things get particularly bad, he’s knocking on the door to the mayfield trailer so max can entertain him till he falls back asleep

and when susan’s in better shape, she silently leaves a few of those triscuts and cheese cubes eddie likes so much on max’s dresser

he’s all about being loud, loud, loud !! loud, stimmy stomps, loud outside voice inside the trailer’s thin walls, loud, dramatic reactions when he doesn’t get his way—

when he’s sick, he’s a monster, but god forbid he be little and sick at the same time. nothing but complaints and whining and a causing a scene. and all for a common cold.

just. a buzzing ball of energy !

eddie is sooooo fun to hc stuff for so super glad for this ask !! he’s a devious little curtain climber, and i love him for it :3

[cheezbites]

Emoji Combo Shop<3

(This isn’t a writing blog but this has been sitting in my notes app for quite some time now so… here y’all go!!)

Starry Y2K

➜‷🫧🛼✮🛹★🎧♱‷

🫧🛼🛹🎧

Vintage Harvest

❝🎻⁂🪵⤶.·͙*̩̩͙⚰️📜❞

🎻🪵⚰️📜

Strawberry Kisses

༄₊🍓♡⋆🍰✿💌°🧸➳

🍓🍰💌🧸

Autumn Zeal

°➻🥧✮🍁✵°🧶•.🧡‷

🥧🍁🧶🧡

Oceanic View

‿🌊 𖦹︵‿ 🫧 ☽˚｡⋆ 🐬︵‿💦

🌊🫧🐬💦

Winter Breeze

ˎ˗❄️⟿🌨𝓢⛄️༄⛸ 🧤⁂

❄️🌨☃️⛸🧤

Ethereal

╭🕊༄✵🕯•.🏹☕️꧂✧🐚∞

🕊🕯🏹☕️🐚

Rainy Night

☆°🌧🌘 * 。 ₊ 🌫 :+🌬 *+:｡ 🌌 🕯 ❜

🌧🌘🌫🌬🌌🕯

Earthy Sage ͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ 🌿 ︶꒦꒷♡🪨 ✩🎧📗 ̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥🤎.•

🌿🪨🎧🤎

Crimson Killer

‴🩸 : ̗̀➛🧧❀☾🌑 º‷ ⚡︎💋🔪👠º☇

🩸🧧🌑💋👠

Night Watch

☽✷🔭 ✨ •☁︎ 🌃♫ ☹︎ •🌙 🕸↜

🔭✨🌃🌙🕸

Mythical, Hueful

☼➤º🎀 ୨♡୧•🦋º🧚‍♀️★✨❀🍬•.🪩

🎀🦋🧚‍♀️✨🍬🪩

Monotone

𖦹🪦 ♬ ₊˚. 📜🕷₊✧🪨✩˚.🕸⋆☾

🪦📜🦴🪨🕸🕷

Hippie ‘n’ Sippy

🐌ᘏ🐛✿⁂🐚✺🤎♬+🪴ꔫ:*🌞﹌

🐌🐛🐚🤎🪴🌞

1960s Aesthetic

﹤•🕯 ͟͟͞͞➳❥🪞ˏˋ°💌˚₊📀🌱 ⁀➷🌺ꔫ:*

🕯🪞💌📀🌱🌺

Loamy Incense

•.🧺♬⋆🌿—🌻 ☽˚｡⋆🪵☁︎✿☁️❃°

🧺🌿🌻🪵

Beige Baguettez

°˖✾🥨*ೃ🍪︶꒦꒷🐈 *ೃ༄☕️•,🧥°˖

🥨🍪🐈☕️🧥

H2O

︵‿🧜‍♀️ *̩̩͙‧͙🫧 ༄🐚❂🏝𓆉✩🐬︵‿

🧜‍♀️🫧🐚🏝🐬

Traveling

˗ˏˋ🎧✈️༄🌅◦•≫🚕❈💺≪⛰´ˎ˗

🎧✈️🌅🚕💺⛰

Clean and Pristine

❝🧼︶꒦꒷🧻🚿 ♡ ╯🫧❀„ 🧽⁂🧺﹌

🧼🧻🚿🫧🧽🧺

Fawn SZN

˗ˏ`ᘏ🦫•❃°•🐾 ⁂🪶➽‷🪐˚𖣠🍂´ˎ˗

🦫🐾🪶🪐🍂

Air (Ethereal v2)

*.☽🌬•︵‿🌫☁️୨♡୧🤍🕊｡ﾟ.☆─

🌬🌫☁️🤍🕊

Fire Blaze

✦🔥*•̩̩͙✩＊❤️‍🔥✧💋˚*•̩̩͙🌹•.💥＊

🔥❤️‍🔥💋🌹💥

Night City Life

★🛹 •.🤎°🎧,•☆☁️.*ೃ🌃💸༄📚｡･:

🛹🎧☁️🌃��

Bookish and Preppy

︵‿❝📚➷🏫𖤐📔ˏˋ°•⭐️*⁀📝❞♬

📚🏫📔⭐️📝

Pink Core

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒💕₊˚⊹♡🌸

🌷💕🌸

Sage Green

＊*•̩̩͙🌴⟿🍵ᘏ🪴✩•̩̩͙🐢❃°

🌴🍵🪴🐢

(I will be updating this later, mwa!)

[tnyfawns]

ㅤㅤ꒰  🎀  ꒱ ㅤ੭   hi my name is fawn

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ   ㅤㅤ  ㅤㅤ⌒⌒⌒⌒   𑄽୧  ⌒⌒⌒⌒

  ㅤㅤㅤㅤ   ㅤ ㅤ𖫑𖫑 my acc is nsfw !

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ     ♡i do story writing   ︶ㅤ  ⊹

[altruisticalastor]

Me politely waiting for you to write a fucking chapter and give them babies🌈☀️🎀♥️

HAWOAJQOAJAJAJAAJSJSJ woah woah woah don’t give me ideas now… little fawns,, ?? running around the hotel,, ?? you must want me dead, huh?

[prpfz]

21 F looking to write a really smutty harem roleplay!

This is my first time doing something like this but I’ve gotten extremely inspired for Zenless Zone, as I love to imagine all the girls fawning over Wise! I’d love to write a fantasy harem for someone! Including topics like non-con, 🍪, Somno, and potentially yiff!

All I ask is that all pairings be F x M as I can’t write M x M all that well :) feel free to like the post and I’ll get back to you 🎀

Have a great day

give a like and anon will get back to you

[finniestoncrane]

No. 8 for Unburied Riddler? I’ve fallen in love with him because of your writing (I have yet to listen to the podcast) and I need more of him please 🥺💚

🎀 No.8: Slippery Rock 70s 🎀

give me a character and i'll write some headcanons on how they grive/process the death of a friend or an s/o a/n: this shit hurted ;-; but thank you!! you should definitely listen to it, it's absolutely EXCEPTIONAL!! 1k milestone info! 🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k

he'll pretend he's not hurt by the news, or at least as hurt as he is

if he keeps up appearances, being his usual sardonic and sarcastic self them no one will realise how pained he is

so it's awkward jokes and deeply dark humour

just to throw people off the scent

the last thing he wants is people fawning over him, which is strange, because usually he's absolutely desperate for any modicum of attention someone is willing to throw at him

and the last thing he needs is for people to know how deeply he feels things

an expression of emotion is a sign of weakness, of humanity, and he would far retain his widely accepted perception of being almost robotic, or at least intellectually above that kind of thing

so he'll wait until he's alone, suffering in solitude, crying when he's absolutely certain no one can see him

and he can control his grief and experience it in his own time, at his own pace

[littlemissagere]

:🍓: Amber's Blog !

- [🧸: Introduction !

⭐️ I go by Viper : Bun : Kit : Mew : Mari : Fauna : Zee : Arrow

🐇 I am an age regressor and pet regressor !

* Little age : 0-7

* Dragon , Fennec fox regressor , and Deer regressor

🏹 I am 15 , bi-gender, autistic + adhd, I have a lot of physical issues

🌈 I am an artist !

* I love music

* I love drawing

* I love singing

🍼 Likes : Butterflies , Music , Slipknot , GENSHIN IMPACT , Honkai + Star Rail , Butterflies , Foxes , Fennec Foxes , Agedre , Art , Musicals , Analog Horror , Creativity , Melanie Martinez , Mitski , Strawberries , Stuffies , Bunnies , Writing !

- [🪽: Xtra !

🐾 Please no NSFW content on my page ! SFW and positivity only please :)

🎀 Xenogenders and Neopronoun enjoyer

* my pronouns : She/They/Xe Xenos: Bun/Bunself/Bun's/Kit/Kit's/Kitself/Bub/Bubble/Bubbles/Bubbleself/Mew/Mewself/Mew's/Fox/Foxself/Fox's/Sparkle/Sparkles/Sparkleself/Moth/Mothself/Moth's/Butterfly/Butterfly's/Butterflyself/Moon/Moon's/Moonself/Star/Stars/Star's/Starself/Bug/Bugs/Bug's/Bugself/Candy/Candy's/Candyself/Angel/Angel's/Angelself/Pinkie/Pinkieself/Bird/Bird's/Birdself/Fawn/Fawnself/Deer/Deerself/Blue/Blues/Blueself/Flutter/Flutterself/Paw/Paws/Pawself/Bingus/Binguself/Paw/Paws/Pawself