#mon tag

[5ivebyfive]

Hi! Welcome to my first MonSam fic. I’m following a prompt list for every day of March. I’m gonna try to write one every day, and it may be any of my ships. But first, MonSam. Please be gentle with me on this one. As I said, it’s my first MonSam fic and I’m not sure if I got the sound of it right. Happy reading!

March 6th: flutter (nothing explicit)

Mon leaned back in the large bed with the cushy duvet and pillows swelling up around her. She wore a brand new pink nightie and a black ribbon around her neck. Her hair had grown out enough to trail over her shoulders. Her fingertips tapped a silent tune against the duvet as she waited for her love to return from work. 

“Mon?” Sam called out from downstairs. “Mon?”

“Come find me,” Mon called back with a little smile.

“Oh Monnn?” Sam played along, her voice getting closer. “Where is my MonMon?” Sam hummed a tune. “Where is she?” Mon giggled excitedly and watched the door slide open. Sam stood in the doorway and stopped. Mon watched closely and saw Sam’s eyes widen for a moment before it went away, so that her stone cold look was on her face again. “Mm,” Sam said. “What does my girl have for me?” She crossed her arms. Mon noticed the corners of Sam’s lips twitch every so slight, as though she wanted to smile but was holding it back.

“Something to make Lady Sam happy,” Mon replied. Sam had explained to her time and again that she no longer had to call her that since they were married, but Mon still did at certain times. Like this one. She didn’t tell Sam how hot her eyes became when Mon called her ‘Lady Sam’. She loved it. It wasn’t as if Sam calling Mon her “little girl” didn’t heat her up.

“Are we playing games tonight?” Sam asked, stepping further into the room, her eyes on the ribbon. She had shed her jacket and briefcase already and looked beautiful in her work clothes. More than. 

“I missed you.” Mon ran a finger to her neck and across the black ribbon. Yeah, she knew how much Sam loved her neck. So what if she played it to her advantage? She watched Sam crawl into the bed and slowly crawl closer to Mon. She stopped at Mon’s feet.

“MonMon missed her Sam?” Sam asked, eyes already darkening. Mon nodded and giggled slightly. God, she couldn’t help herself. She loved this woman so much. Her wife. She played with the ribbon again and Sam crawled up over Mon until her thighs braced Mon’s. Sam reached up and tugged Mon’s hand from the ribbon. She shook her head and brought Mon’s hands to her lips to kiss her fingers. One by one. Slowly. 

Mon frowned. “MonMon wants a kiss.”

“I gave you five,” Sam said, her lips turning down in confusion.

“Lovely wife, please,” Mom begged softly. Sam smirked then moved closer so they were face to face. 

“You did say please,” Sam said. Then she leaned in until their lips met. The kiss started warm and slow, a ‘hi’, but quickly heated up into a ‘god, I missed my hot wife’. They kissed fervently, Mon cupping Sam’s neck and Sam, one hand holding her up on the bed, and the other on the ribbon. She gently tucked her fingers into it. Mon had tied it loose for just this reason. It wasn’t uncomfortable, and she trusted Sam that she wouldn’t choke her.

When they had to part, Sam sat on Mon’s stomach and just gazed at her. Brushed her hair behind her neck and stared at her with all of the love Mon had seen in Sam’s eyes from the start. 

“If you had come to work today, you wouldn’t miss me,” Sam stated.

“I did my work here,” Mon said, pointing to her pink laptop beside the bed. She had started the day with a bad stomach ache. Sam had even tried to stay home and take care of her, but Mon was able to convince her to go. And by that evening, she was feeling a lot better. But she saw Sam’s tightened jaw. “I’ll come to work tomorrow.” Her hand moved up and brushed over Sam’s jaw to loosen it. Then she pulled Sam in and trailed kisses down it. “You have me now,” she whispered.

“I don’t like working without you,” Sam pouted.

“Should we get dressed and go to work now?” Mon asked, raising a brow.

“You’re not getting dressed.”

“And you’re too dressed, my Sam.” Sam leaned up on her knees and slowly pulled her top off. She set it beside them on the bed and looked at Mon with a ‘that good?’ look. Mon frowned deeply. Sam smirked and got off the bed to take off her skirt. She climbed back on top of Mon and reached for her again. Mon pulled Sam down against her chest and held her there. “I did miss you,” she said softly. Sam only tightened her hold, hands gripping Mon’s hips. A ‘me, too’. Sam ran her fingers against Mon’s silky nightie.

“Now you’re wearing too much,” she said.

“We’ll change that soon,” Mon promised. She just wanted to hold her wife. Sam kissed Mon’s chest right over the top seam of her nightie and Mon felt her heart flutter at the soft touch. It amazed her how Sam could still make her insides flutter like that. As if they lay together for the first time. Mon kissed the top of Sam’s head and heard and felt her sigh deeply, letting her day go in Mon’s arms. Mon put her fingertips to Sam’s back and dragged them up and down her skin slowly.

“Sing,” Sam ordered. Mon looked down at Sam’s face and gave her a look.

“Sam.” She saw Sam roll her eyes.

“Please sing for me, wife.”

Mon nodded and started to sing Sam’s favorite tune. She saw Sam smile contentedly as she burrowed closer to Mon. Mon sang the whole song, then went quiet. They were both quiet for a while before Mon said, “Should we continue where we were?” Her fingers slid into the back of Sam’s bra. Sam was quiet. “Sam?” She asked. “Sam.” Nothing. Mon tilted her head and looked at Sam and realized that she was asleep. Mon chuckled and rolled over so that Sam lay on her side. Then she got up and finagled the blankets out from under Sam and pulled them over her. Mon climbed back into bed and under the covers. She curled up under the blankets and cuddled up against Sam. She looked up at Sam’s peaceful face and smiled. “Goodnight, my wife,” she whispered, kissing her cheek. Then she closed her eyes, still smiling, and soon drifted off to sleep. They would have time in the morning for the rest.

[gxtzeizm]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of eight [8] people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜. ♡

thanks a lot dear mon....i really appreciate it so much 🥹🥹🥹❤️❤️

[antibayern]

13 🎶

13: this is why by paramore

send me a number 1-100 and i'll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!

[probayern]

💕❤️🌷SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌷❤️💕

hi omg i forgot to respond to this <333 thank you so much & right back at ya <3

[onefey]

you're going about your normal day when, suddenly, surprise! you've been pokémon mystery dungeon'd!

unfortunately, due to budget cuts, the pokémon assigning quiz has been canceled. instead, you must spin THE WHEEL, assigning you a random, unevolved, non-legendary and non-mythical pokémon. you must now go on some sort of world-saving adventure as this pokémon. good luck!

tell me in the tags what you rolled, and how you feel about it - for bonus points, you can spin the wheel again for (or just take your pick of) a pokémon to be your partner.

bonus rules:

you're not shiny unless the wheel tells you you're shiny

take your pick of regional forms and evolutions (for example, if you roll vulpix, it's up to you whether that means normal or alolan vulpix)

apply whatever logic you like with regards to gender

have fun and be yourself!

[moon-axolotl]

Supercorp + Textposts

[monstru99]

I might be rejoining tumblr it seems.

Anyway I love this au so much @somerandomdudelmao has taken over my brain recently with this content

[plantbasedmagic]

My favourite lesbians <33

I made Silent (the white haired one) a mixed race, probably Japanese and Polish ( for explanation: I'm basing most of MoN tribes of real life cultures, I've decided that Night Watchers will be Japanese, but Frost Lurkers are split into different factions with different leaders, but the royalties are from mixed cultures, but so happened that Silent's dad, Blizzard, was from the Polish line 👍

I still don't know about Tide Jumpers/Swimmers race ( yes, there are different names because surface tides are more suited for flying than swimming, and underwater are more for swimming) I'm thinking about Hawaiian, but we'll see. I need to do some research first. If you have any suggestions I'm open for that ;))

[chipthekeeper]

Rebellions are built on hope.

[kaijuyuri]

my collection of burger beasts from various media. did you know pokemon does not have a burger pokemon? why?

[5ivebyfive]

POV: you say even the most minor itty-bitty negative-lite thing about Mon:

Sam:

Mon:

You:

[gxtzeizm]

22, 33 and 44 💕

22. Rough by GFriend

33. Alejandro by Lady Gaga

44. Pretty girl by Crayon (Produce X 101)

spotify wrapped ask game let's go!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[meirimerens]

lyubimyy moy, matador.

[probayern]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of eight [8] people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜. ♡

<3333 love you, right back at you! congrats to you and your bees this week <33

[pillowbugs]

start of the line

more smol ingo + babies that aren't just litwick or gligar for once

[ribbononline]

So uh. I may have been on a Diancie fusion mania