#lune tag

[rottin6]

mdni. 18+ | bartylily, for @sommerregenjuniluft

the first time barty fucks lily, she’s terrified. completely scared by the way his size impales her, and he can tell. he picks up the pace, his hand lightly pressing on her throat. lily, curious as ever, looks down and watches as his thick length pulls out. it’s ridiculously long, she thinks when it stuffs back inside her, stretching her out beyond what she thought should be possible. she doesn’t think she can hold on, her nails digging into the bedsheets. her eyes are welling up with tears because jesus, he’s literally impaling her, over and over. it feels good, she thinks, it really does—way better than what it looks like, and barty can tell she’s nervous.

“hey,” he calls her attention to him and all lily wants is to hear his voice on repeat. barty cups her jaw, he’s gentle when he’s guiding her face to look at him. his hold’s strong enough so she can’t look away. “eyes on me, okay? i’ve got you, angel.” lily nods, a tear falling and she swears barty goes harder at that point. she watches him above her, his eyes on her. she thinks he looks so pretty like this. her muscles relax around him and his cock slides against her walls easier, hitting right at the back.

“there you go,” barty praises, his lips curling into a grin. “that’s my girl, you’re doin’ so well. fuck—feels nice, doesn’t it?”

lily nods, “uh, huh.” she cries, clinging onto him. the heel of her foot digs into the mattress and she pushes herself down onto his cock, feeling it stuffed deep inside her. she’s never felt so full before, never had anyone the way barty takes her.

at some other point, barty’s got a grip on her hair, pushing her head down into the pillow. he’s running a hand over lily’s side as she bends over the couch. he’s grinning and she doesn’t need to look behind to know it. “i wish you could see yourself like this,” barty murmurs.

“w–why?” lily chokes, her eyes red and puffy. her cheek’s smushes against the pillow, drool all over the fabric. barty pushes his hips harder, rocking lily’s body forward. a loud moan falls from her lips when he does that and her eyes close momentarily.

“your ass looks so fucking good,” barty replies, cursing under his breath and lowering his hand to slap her flesh. the loud smack is obscene and lily cries, both in pleasure and pain. her tight walls clench around his cock when he hits her, so he does it again and again. over and over. “makes me wanna fuck you until you can’t walk.”

barty grabs lily’s arm, yanking her closer to him. it’s violent but that’s barty. he presses her sweaty back against his chest, his lips kissing across her jaw and down her neck, tasting the tears that fall from her eyes. “want me to choke you, angel?” he offers, though he knows lily can’t say no. she nods dumbly, her mind all fogged up and she can’t speak.

he smirks down at her and when she expects his hand to wrap around her throat, she gasps when she feels his arm snaking around. he flexes his bicep, cutting off her airflow in a way she’d only ever dreamt about. lily grips onto his muscles, her nails digging into his flesh.

“there you go, pretty girl.” barty praises. “i know you love how i fuck you.”

when lily’s all done and fucked, reduced to nothing but a quivering mess, she pants hard with an arm thrown over her eyes to shield herself from barty’s gaze. he thinks it’s the funniest thing in the world, getting all shy after begging for his cock.

“baby, you came so much,” he commends through an exhale and a snicker on one night. barty had fucked her over and over, and lily struggled not to cry. she did that sometimes, the waterworks take over when her poor body is too overwhelmed. he shuffles and carefully pulls out from her. lily jolts from the sudden loss of being full and hot cum oozes out of her. both hers and barty’s pour out from her hole, and his grip on her waist tightens as he watches the liquid spill out from her. “fuck, angel, we did good.”

lily nods in agreement, moving just enough so he doesn’t think she’s ignoring him.

"fucked those pretty guts, didn't i?" he asks and she winces at his crude language. that flinch deepens, whimpering when his rough hands clutch the undersides of her thighs to pick her up more. he folds her over herself, stretching her legs impossibly further apart and she aches. "look at all that cum, angel. hell of a creampie." it raises her hips closer to his face, and he plunges two fingers into his mouth, coating them with spit to dip between her ass cheeks, gathering the sticky trail of white to scoop it back into her quivering hole.

"barty," lily cries, wiggling indignantly as he cruelly shoves his fluids back into her.

"can't let you waste it, sweet girl." barty tells her, moistening his lips as he devours the sight of her poor cunt struggling to hold everything he's giving it. "that's it. makin' me so proud right now."

[c0mbatchameleon]

hi anna my love would you mind telling us what the possession au is about 🥺🤲🏼💗

LUNEEE ABSOLUTELY ABSOFRUITLY I CAN.

Ok so the tldr here is James is a demon that possesses reg. This all came from a drunk 3am note in my phone about the “intimacy of literally inhabiting the same body, to become a singular noun; my thoughts are yours now, you don’t even know where you end and I begin, your soul would feel so empty without me here to fill in all the gaps” etc etc. Right ok. Long ramblings below, be warned.

So picture regulus, our resident high-strung control freak who has lived as a puppet on a string at the whims of his family ever since he was a teenager and they began staging him to join / eventually take over their major capitalist conglomerate empire or whatever. Iffy on the details still but there’s a lot of politics involved. Think like the richest of the rich in the world and they want to keep their family on the top—regulus is their vessel to do so.

And the thing is, he goes above and beyond. He gave up on trying to escape the life he’s been (to him) imprisoned in a long time ago, and his (perceived) lack of control and agency has only driven him to climb higher, hungry for even more disgusting amounts of wealth and power, fuck everyone else, he wants to be at the fucking top, and maybe then he’ll be free. He’s terrible and he’s miserable and he’s everything they wanted him to be, he feels like a slave to time and to the life that was carved out for him, and it manifests in him exerting extreme amounts of control over the one thing he can have some semblance of control over, which is his own body.

(slight tw for disordered / obsessive eating / body habits?)

Picture him scheduling his days down to the minute. He wakes up at 5:30am everyday after getting the exact amount of sleep to complete five rem cycles, he has a strict workout regimen every day perfectly planned out for the week, meals all the same mapped out down to the calorie. You’d think he’s in the army. His skincare routine puts patrick bateman to shame. He jerks off once a week cuz he thinks it has health benefits or keeps him sharp or something (if you’ve watched The End of the Fucking World I’m pretty sure this is where my brain subconsciously picked this from) and it’s mechanical and he’s dead in the eyes and he knows it will take him exactly 5 minutes and 8 seconds to come.

And then. Suddenly. He’s having weird dreams about some man he doesn’t know and they’re making him feel things when he has specifically trained his body to NOT feel things and what’s happening to him? And then dreams become daydreams. And then he’s losing time. HES LOSING TIME. Which is literally his worst nightmare. It’s making him fuckinf spiral, his routines are being thrown off, the small semblance of control is slipping, so he’s already at his wits fucking end when a goddamn voice in his head starts talking to him. Like that’ll do it.

But then the voice, the man, the figure from his dreams, James, is telling him to relax. Telling him you’re so wound up. I can feel it, you know? How tired you are. It’s okay baby, let me take the reins for the day. You just have to sit back up in that head of yours—of ours—and let it all turn to static for a bit. Don’t worry. I’ll give you your body back tonight. Don’t you trust me? Wouldn’t it feel good to just.. let go for a bit?

And eventually regulus discovers that it DOES feel good. He fucking loves it. He gives up control willingly for the first time, he lets James do it all for him, to move him around like a puppet in the most literal sense but it’s different from his family, from everyone else. It’s freeing.

and it’s like this weird corruption-anticorruption thing because yes james is influencing him and planting thoughts in his head and literally taking over his body at points but it’s all to make him do…kinda good things? “Fuck the company, don’t show up today, let’s go to the coast like you used to as a kid,” “don’t pick up the phone, I know you’ve never declined your mother’s call before, but just try. Don’t you feel powerful?” Until eventually reg is sabotaging the company, his family, he’s basically suicide-bombing the stock market, he’s giving all his money away, etc etc. he’s more free than he’s ever felt in his life and to the outside world he looks absolutely insane and, shit, maybe he is, but it feels fucking amazing.

I just love the thought of James’ more mundane influence on him too. He’s craving hot Cheetos for the first time in his life and absolutely appalled and confused and James is like “shit my bad I was thinking abt them.” James has him smoke weed for the first time (the scene I have planned for this……) and he has to take over to roll the joint for him. Why the fuck is reg enjoying abba music? But also—why the fuck is a demon enjoying abba music?

I’ve rambled way too much so I’ll reign it in there. Lots of details subject to change, but this is basically all I’m thinking abt these days.

[kerizaret]

HUG TIME!!!

^you getting hugged by me!!

WAH!! GETTING HUGS FROM SO MANY PEIPLE WAUUGH IM SO HAPPY ;-;; THABK YOUU

[isat spoilers under cut]

Me hugging you back@!!!

[bpdloop]

forgot to post funny refs <3

[royalthorned]

we’ve talked about canon morally grey mad scientist pandora and we’ve talked about modern day au pandora/rosier twins torturing insects and small animals so what if we talked about pandora experimenting with magical creatures in her experiments. they use insect wings or dried magical worms for potions all the time!!? i could so easily see pandora justifying her way into mass breading a certain electrical type of eel and then dissecting them and putting a smell on what makes them shock to use it for—

this! pandora having a hidden room of highly illegal and dangerous creatures in the hogwarts girls bathroom because the potions teacher doesn't give her free reign. her and evan sat criss cross in a bathroom stall while pandora feeds flobberworms, pandora scampering around the forbidden forest and raising huge family's of deathly chimaeras, pandora with the acromantula's meeting hagrid and being disgusted by his "method" of handling animals

pandora as a mother, in her home breeding the most disconcerting crosses of animals. she has half unicorn snakes, spiders which can electrify you, cats who have gills. her home is full of savage little mutants. post evans death pandora raising thestrals and experimenting on them (with much more care then she does with any other creature)

[bloodbruise]

pause, did u read that bartylus drabble type thing where barty was just teasing reg, he was rubbing against his clit and would push the head of dick in slightly and then just go back to slowly rubbing against regulus. cuz actually thats all i’m thinking abt rn

the one by @sommerregenjuniluft ? yeah lune had me running laps around my room and screaming into my pillow RAHHHH it was INSANE <3

[kaaaaaaarf]

KIDNAPPING AU KIDNAPPING AU KIDNAPPING AU KIDNAPPING AU KIDNAPPIKG AU

Hello lovely Lune. I'm not sure, but I think maybe you want a snippit from the kidnapping au??? Hmm. Here you go:

Remus groans. “Oh my God, will you shut the fuck up?” “Can you shove another sock in my mouth?” “No. You’d like that too much.” Sirius looks at him gleefully from over his shoulder. “Ooh, a sadist. We’re here for it.” Remus rolls his eyes. "I'm clearly a masochist, Sirius. Fuck, can you not say one nice thing to me?" "I really like your dinosaur bed sheets. Wanna press my face into them?"

wip snippit

[kaleidoscopexsighs]

KELS i just found out about Venus, Mercury, Neptune, Mars, and Saturn aligning today and i was wondering if you have something to say about that🎤🔮🌌🪐

luneeeeeeeeeey you know we love cosmic happenings over here 💫 the five-planet alignment is v v neat but the heavy-hitter transit of today (and arguably all of 2024) is jupiter conjunct uranus! the planet of abundance and growth meets the planet of upheaval and innovation = now is the TIME to listen to gut feelings re: taking a new approach or experimenting or exploring a new path — it is likely to pay off beautifully on both a personal and collective level 💘

[rainofthetwilight]

EID MUBARAK BESTIE

AHSHDJSJDNDJ EID MUBARAK LUNE!!! :DDD

[rottin6]

mdni. 18+ | bartylily. @sommerregenjuniluft i truly hate u cw: smut [spit kink, cockslapping, facefucking + name calling]

barty's hand is somehow wrapped in lily’s hair to the point where she can’t move and her fucking neck aches. his flexed veiny forearm sends her a shove that buzzes in her head. she breathes out a moan while keeping her eyes closed. it's all so much, in such a delicious way, and she obeys by opening her mouth when she sees that familiar motion of him pulling her head back. as expected, a thick tip scrapes against her taste buds and smacks against her hanging tongue before plunging down her throat.

lily gives a sharp lurch. as he fucks her face and moves her around like a fleshlight, she drools from the corners of her mouth. very much a willing and obedient toy for barty. his hips buck to meet her, pushing his cock inward with every thrust, regardless of how much she suppresses and works through her gags. it moves quickly. as he uses her, that aching in her spine gets worse. he watches her reaching her highest potential and pushing herself to the highest. barty knows she’s going to push off the second she grasps his thighs, so he decides for her by folding over and pulling himself out. before the pressure collapses, a thick thread of cum and spit tie the two of them together, glossing lily’s legs and chest like a satin ribbon. she loves it harsh, so he’ll give it to her harder and harder, over and over. 

he jerks back her neck and pulls back his hand, slamming it violently into her ass cheek. it comes off harsher than it is, and lily’s skin burns right away. her sex bursts with elation, spilling across her bare thighs and onto the floor as she cries out. barty gives her another one, slapping her in the same place with the tips of his fingers, harder than the last, intensifying the pain each time, as if he wasn't happy with the first. she whimpers when it hits, pulling away instinctively, but the hold on her hair is tight. 

he tells her, "look at me," but she’s not quite ready for that. breathing deeply through her nose while her pussy pulsates with a yearning to be filled, she holds back tears. she can still taste his dick—a mixture of sweat and bitter pre-cum—as well as the odour of both of their bodies. "i said, look at me," barty says, yanking her over by her hair and giving her another forceful pat on the cheek to make sure she’s listening. lily’s eyebrows rise as the sting on her ass gets worse, and she’s hungry for another. he holds her jaw, turning her to face him, and lily’s nails stretch out to grasp his forearm. barty tongues his upper lip, slightly beaded with sweat, as she opens her eyes to see him. “that's right. fuckin’ slut like you still does what she’s told, huh?” he asks incredulously, "you fucking love having your throat fucked?" without waiting for a response, he arches himself up to tower over her, thrusts his hips forward, and pushes his cock towards her lips until it pushes through. it slips in, and as soon as he has any room to move, he pulls out, and lily gags when it slaps across her face.

“open up." it's already obvious to her what barty plans to do when he tells her. she lowers her head eagerly and sticks out her tongue for him to see. he tightly pinches the bone on either side of her chin as he cups it in his fingers. "you want it that bad, huh?" he asks, and lily can tell he believes she’s too eager for him by the way his lips curve. with the little space he allows her, she meekly nods her head when he gives her a small shake. "do me a favour, tell me if it tastes like my cig." he says, before he gathers up the spit and shoots it into her mouth. he's fucking with her; he knows it tastes awful. as she swallows back into her throat, she flinches and instinctively closes her eyes. 

lily can't help but pull a face. he pats her cheek and asks, seemingly caring, "aw, don't like it?" barty knows she’s wet in her pants and slick as fuck right now. "keep it open for me, angel, go ahead and swallow." she obeys, listening like a good girl, and parts open her mouth. "fucking freak." he tells her, “would you listen to anything i tell you?" and for barty, she honestly would. "let me see." lily opens her mouth to show him, sticking out her tongue in case he thought she was hiding some underneath. with his hand on her jaw, he moves her around while looking inside her mouth. she swallows, trying to show him there’s nothing inside, yet he wants to go farther with it. "nah, lemme check." suddenly, two fingers slide inside her open lips and she gags, saliva gushing forth. as his fingers carelessly wriggle through all of her soft tissue, making her lurch, barty snickers at her. drool pours out from around his fingers as he keeps lily as still as possible while she tries not to gag repeatedly. he pushes his hand in more as she attempts to keep hold of him inside her. "you look fucking pathetic, you know that?"

[kerizaret]

KERI WHAT HAPPENED???

SOMETHING I NEED A MOMENT TO WORK ON BUT NOTHING BAD!!! NOT IF I CAN HELP IT!!!

[bpdloop]

go my furrysona

[v7lgar]

dunno if it’s your kinda music but (x) immediately made me think of your fics

yesss the vibe is so on point lmao this made me visualize a blowjob scene between bartylus or rosekiller ORRRR PANDORCAS eating out each other lmao

[gnomebud]

12. what kind of day is it? 23. how do you feel about chilly weather? 27. about how many hours of sleep did you get? 29. how do you like your shower water? <- knows ,':^' (lukewarm) 38. a soap bar that smells good? 40. did you have any snacks today? 41. how do you take your coffee?

lune!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hi ily

12. what kind of day is it?

BUSY AND TIRED THURSDAY.... we didn't do nearly as much today as we did yesterday but i'm ouch. sleepy

23. how do you feel about chilly weather?

good 👍 i much prefer chilly weather to hot weather; i like layering and winter coats and i hate sweating. it can be miserable when it's really cold but still preferable to hot weather

27. about how many hours of sleep did you get?

last night maybeeee 7?? the night before like 4 OTL so i am still tiredd

29. how do you like your shower water? <- knows ,':^' (lukewarm)

HELLO??? LEAVE ME BE

yeah it is warm. alright. i don't do very hot because i overheat too easy afterwards

38. a soap bar that smells good?

mmm... i like fruity ones. lavender's a common one but i hate lavender. i tend to go for citrus-y soaps

40. did you have any snacks today?

i haddd a chocolate croissant as a midmorning snack! it was yummy

41 answered here!!

(from the weirder asks!)

[kaaaaaaarf]

🎃trick or treat🍭

TREAT! 🎃

I have had a wolfstar girldads idea in my head for months. I have a playlist and everything, but only have some short snippits written. Their daughter's name is Odette (or Odie for short) and she's three. Her big brother is Teddy, who is fifteen. Snip:

Remus looks exhausted. He has deep purple bags under his eyes and can barely keep his eyes open. He's leaning against the doorway like it's the only thing keeping him upright (frankly, he's never been more attractive, but that's not the point). "She wants to watch Paw Patrol, Sirius. She literally wont let me put anything else on for her, I have tried." Sirius scoffs. "Oh, no. No. ACAB! We aren't letting our only daughter get brainwashed by the establishment." Remus rolls his eyes. "Well if you can get her to watch literally anything else, go for it." "Odie. Why dont we watch Bluey? You love Bluey!"

Odette for her part stomps her feet and clutches her old, tattered baby blanket to her chest. "NO BOUEY!!!! PAW PATOLE, DADDY." "Little bird, we've talked before about the police, yeah? How they are blood suckers who steal money from the pockets of the working class and use institutionalized racism to marginalize our neighbours and members of the community?" Odie raises her arms high and Remus looks on with fond amusement. "YEAH! POPO NONO!" Sirius smiles at her encouragingly. "Thats right! Popo nono. So were not gonna watch Paw Patrol because they are trying to brainwash you into thinking that police are nice and cute and pillars of the community. So, with all that being said. I'm gonna put on Peppa Pig, she's the only pig we can trust." Odette throws herself onto the couch and starts pounding her small fists, sounding impossibly sad. "NONONO. PAW PATOLE. Mahshull Odie's fwiend." Remus looks smug as hell. "Well Sirius, at least she got your flare for the dramatics."

ask box trick-or-treat (fic writer edition)

[kaleidoscopexsighs]

soft like summer rain pls🤍

5. soft like summer rain / your choice of men

lune my love you've spotted my one-and-only jegulily WIP to date! it's a southern gothic love letter to the bayou, it's monsterfucking, it's lily unhinging her jaw and eating men up because we support women's rights AND wrongs in this house:

They float in silence, though nothing about the bayou is quiet tonight; a cacophony of crickets and croaking frogs herald their arrival, punctuated occasionally by the guttural, staccato calls of the egret or the great blue heron as they glide through patches of moss and swamp lilies. It’s the sort of place that teems with life, where there are always hundreds of hidden eyes on you – never a question of if you’re being watched, but by what. Regulus has spent enough time on the bayou to steel his nerves against that truth, but diverts his gaze to James all the same. He earns a bemused eyebrow quirk from the other boy as he shudders from something other than the heat.

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