#moon's anon

[sluttywitchstuff]

I hate being a virgin <\\3 I just want a lesbian to fuck me 😭😭 is that really sm to ask for?!?!!

right??? me tooooo

begging for a woman to fuck me until i can only scream her name 🥺

[hungharrington]

Thinking about Steve cumming quickly - like under 30 seconds of thrusting because he's just so in love with you he couldn't help it

He hides his face in your neck afterwards all embarrassed and you rub his back to bring him back down from the intensity of it all

To add to this - he also has certain triggers that make him cum immediately.

You say you love him, he cums. You scratch at his tummy/happy trail, he cums. You gently pull on his hair, he cums.

My apologies if these thoughts have already been given but it's all I've been thinking about this morning 😭😭

a most delicious ask i’ve been hoarding 🫶 i LOVE all these thoughts i’m sry i didn’t get to incorporate all of them !! is this hot? idk…. but it’s got sum love in it tehe MDNI this entire blog is 18+

Look, Steve Harrington doesn’t have his reputation for nothing, okay?

He’s a ladies man, through and through. He knows exactly what he’s doing with his hands, he loves getting his face in between a pair of thighs, and perhaps most importantly, he is not a minute man.

Steve Harrington has stamina.

At least, he certainly thought he did— but that was before you. But in his defense, nobody told him that sex is a hundred times better when you love the person. A thousand better if they love you back.

And, god, does he fucking love you.

You’re a dream— all laid out on the bed beneath him, chest bare and eyes soft and heavy. Your lips are sheened with spit and all kiss-bitten and Steve has no doubt he looks the same. Kissing you never gets old. His cock throbs, aching for some friction and just begging to be buried inside you.

“Well?” You say, somewhere between a tease and a breathy gasp. “What’re you waiting for?”

Your fingers slip into the waistband of your panties but Steve is quick to knock them away, replacing them with his own hands. He grins up at you, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“Can’t let you do my favourite part now, can I?”

You giggle. With that his fingers start to trail down your naval, slow and sensually, dragging the fabric with them. Your hips move to accommodate him and your breath hitches as he drags them down your thighs that part as he wrangles them off your ankles, inviting him in.

Steve nearly groans at the mere sight—a hot surge twisting in his tummy that goes straight to his cock. God, he must be losing blood with how much blood is rushing to harden it up. Or maybe he’s just too enamoured with you and that’s enough to make him breathless. Either way, he’s aching.

“God, baby,” He says, voice gravelly. “Just look at you.”

His hands shift up from grasping lightly at your ankles up, up, up, til he’s nudging your thighs apart further. His dark eyes flick up to your face, his expression one of hunger.

“Y’so pretty, honey,” He coos.

You flush, feeling somehow more naked at his compliment, knowing he’s being sincere. Reaching up, you drape your hand around his neck and urge him forward slowly, pressing up to scrape your lips against his.

“Oh, yeah?” You breathe, your lips twitching up at the obvious way Steve’s breath catches in his throat. “Which part of me’s so pretty?”

Steve chuckles, his gaze switching between your own and says, “All of you,” before he kisses you like he’s starved of the taste of you.

Breaking the kiss, he leans back and his hand disappears into his bedside table for a condom. He makes quick work of it, pausing to give himself a firm squeeze around the base as he does— fuck, he’s going to bust the moment he gets inside of you if he doesn’t take a moment.

But you’re so damn hot — and eyeing him with a heavy desire that makes his tummy hot. He’s not sure he can wait.

He shifts himself up and settles on his hands on your thigh, pushing it back further so he can line himself up and sink in tantalisingly slow. Your cunt is warm and wet, drawing a whiny moan from his throat, and Steve’s head drops into the curve of your shoulder in an instant.

“Fuck,” He hisses, hips flexing to hold back from pushing himself all the way in—a near impossible task considering the breathy little noise you make. God, fuck, fuck, he can’t move another inch or he’ll lose it. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” He gasps.

Your arms looped around his neck tighten, pressing your chest up against his as you make a noise of agreement. You begin to mouth lazily up his throat, feeling the throb of his cock between your legs like a heartbeat, burning hotter and hotter.

“Cmon, Steve,” you whisper, nibbling at his earlobe. Steve keens, his hips shoving forward bit more as he tries to contain himself. “Want you to fuck me,”

He makes another pitiful noise that he’d probably be embarrassed of if he wasn’t so gone. He follows your instructions quickly, shifting his hips so he can start slowing fucking into you. It’s lewd, soft wet noises sounding as he builds up a rhythm, sinking himself into you over and over. Pleasure drools through his gut.

“Stevie,” you pout, panting lightly. “Can’t— can’t see you,” You tug on his hair lightly, trying to encourage his face out of hiding but only succeeding in making him whimper. His cheeks burn hotly but he forces his face up, kissing along your jaw as he does.

His eyes crease open as he pulls back and Steve keens at the sight of you, his plush lips parting in a soft pant. Fuck, what was wrong with him? Normally he’d be still murmuring filthy things into your skin, marking up your neck while his hips roll into you, all does that feel good? and oh, it does when you moan in response.

Instead, he’s the one coming apart and beyond his words. You scrape your hand through his hair again and leave it cupped sweetly on his jaw, your eyes watching closely. Swatching your thumb across his cheek, you moan lightly, “Wanna -uh- wanna see your face, baby— love your pretty face,”

Something tightens up in Steve’s tummy, heat flourishing up his spine and he whimpers loudly, the roll of his hips turning the rapid, jerky thrusts in a moment. Skin slaps against skin and you make the cutest noise at the change of pace. It feels so good—too good. He feels too close, his pleasure scratching the edge of release.

Then you stutter out a breathy, “I love you, Steve,” and the coil in his stomach snaps without warning.

Steve gasps loudly and his entire body tightens, his face burying itself in you neck as his hips fuck into your snug cunt desperately. He all but collapses onto you, his hands curling around your waist tightly as he lets out a string of pathetically whiny noises, coming undone far too quickly.

It takes a moment for you to realise what’s happened— to figure out exactly why Steve suddenly sinks him cock into you with fervor and is whimpering in your ear. He’s trembling lightly you realise, as your arms sweep down his back, letting him fuck through his orgasm.

The pleasure of it drags out and by the time it tapers out, mortification begins to set in. Steve’s only glad he’s hidden his face so you can’t see his flaming cheeks. Fuck. Fuck. He’s never finished that fast before.

“I’m so sorry, you just feel— and you said—” He starts, voice sounding wrecked.

“Don’t apologise,” you interrupt sweetly. You stroke down his back soothingly and Steve can’t help but shiver. He groans loudly.

“Don’t apologise for finishing after 1 minute like a 16 years old virgin?” He asks, going for sarcastic but failing with the embarrassment tinting his tone.

You can’t help but giggle, hand still sweeping over his back comfortingly as you say, “I don’t think that was even a minute, babe.”

Steve groans louder, attempting to press his face further into your neck and nipping at it when you laugh a little louder. You’re being way too sweet about this. Steve’s not sure he can ever show his face again.

“I’m banning you from saying ‘i love you’ in bed,” He says, the words muffled against your skin. You huff another laugh, grinning, and comb your fingers through his hair.

“Boo.” You pout, knowing he’s joking completely. You’re still throbbing and aching for him to keep moving but you know you only have to be patient. He’ll fuck you just as you need it. “You’re no fun.”

“I used to have stamina,” He whines. “What have you done to me?”

You chuckle again, turning and pressing a kiss to his temple as best you can. “Turned you full loverboy. Soon enough, any time I say I love you, you’ll pop a boner.”

From within you, you feel the soft twitch of his dick and Steve’s breath hitches again. He finally digs his face out of your neck, a serious furrow between his brows. “Don’t even joke about that!”

[dailyhogz]

The Sonic Adventure 2 poses but with Amy and Silver

166. LIVE AND LEARN!

[copepods]

have you ever drawn a moon in a suit?

i have now

[kevinsunandmoon]

So, is there any reason to why you two don't like each other so much right now?

☀️Who's side are you on?

[ha1leysblog]

[lionpawsdiary]

im not the anon who sent it originally if it existed but does spikedawn have any other family?

[traverse-our-universe]

Solar Eclipse of 2024 captured by Jonathon Wilcox

[grizzly-bear-official]

Got any fat & lazy bears chilling, not ripping someone apart?

Show plz...

here are some straight up vibing bears

[dokries]

HII if your taking requests I would love a scoups image where him and reader are already dating but kuma likes her more that him and scoups gets a bit jelly thank you I love your work

number one

pairing: choi seungcheol (s.coups) x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 596

warnings: an attack with love, being chased around, cheol being pouty, kkuma. my princess.

author note: AAA thank you so much anon <33 i appreciate the support so much 🫶 i hope you like this !!

masterlist

related to how to get to know a dog (and their owner)

seungcheol doesn’t know how this happened if he’s being honest.

yes, he did get to know you solely because of your interest in his family dog, kkuma, but he didn’t expect kkuma to love you as much as you loved her. in fact, kkuma warming up to you was a major accomplishment, all the way back when you first started dating. of course seungcheol’s glad; two important parts of his life being together is great! he can spend time with both of you at once and everyone’s happy.

however…he doesn’t understand why his dog goes to you first when the two of you enter the door of his family apartment. it can’t be because seungcheol goes to greet his mother first, giving her a side hug before entering the living room. his mother notices the sulky look on his face and cackles, calling your name. “look, cheol’s jealous of you because kkuma loves you more than him!”

you scratch behind the mentioned dog’s ears before joining in on the laughter—you stop when cheol’s pout grows infinitely worse, and he groans. “i never said that, ma! and you,” he looks at you sharply before pouting harder—somehow, that’s possible. “i love you but come on! we all know i’m number one in kkuma’s heart, so why are you trying to take my place?!”

you roll your eyes at his accusation, getting up to grab his hands, kkuma trailing behind you as if she owns the place—well, in a way she does, considering that the building is named after her. you grab your boyfriend’s hands before smiling sweetly. “my love.” cheol’s face warms at the nickname, and his mother groans about young love in the corner of the room. you continue, “kkuma just likes me better, and you have to deal with it! it’s not my fault i’m more interesting than you.”

you stick your tongue out at seungcheol, his mouth wide open before he closes his eyes, trying to calm himself. sensing danger, you back away from him slowly, almost tripping over kkuma. seungcheol calls your name eerily soft as his eyebrow twitches before he yells out your name and starts to chase you around the living room. cheol’s mother sighs at your childish antics as you run around her, using the light blue loveseat in the middle of the room to block your boyfriend.

“cheol, what—” you start before he lunges for you, grabbing you in a tight hug. seungcheol lets you go once you freeze in place, breathing heavily as he glares at you. “kkuma likes me better, okay? i promise you, i’ll always be her favourite, no matter how much she loves you!” he says as you giggle at him.

taking cheol’s hand in yours, you speak gently, not wanting to rile him up more. “sweetie, it’s not a competition, you know that, right?”

your boyfriend sighs before nodding, and pulling you into a hug once more—except this one is meant as an apology, and not to hold you down. kkuma barks up at the two of you, whining for more ear scratches and pets.

you grin mischievously at cheol before placing a kiss on his cheek. “you know…we can work together to give kkuma all the love she deserves, right?”

he looks back at you with the same expression on his face before giggling and poking your cheek. “we’re her parents after all, aren’t we?”

you nod at cheol seriously, choosing to ignore the offended scoff you hear from his mother, and bend down together to attack kkuma with as much love as possible.

[sluttywitchstuff]

Tell me your darkest desire

Call me Moon, pretty witch, slut, etc...

I'm your pretty witch - 20 - she/her - femme - submissive - lesbian

MEN AND MINORS DNI!!!

BLANK AND AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

that's being said, I don't tolerate any hate crime or shaming here.

Yes: bondage, praise, degradation, voyeurism, exhibition, overstim, edging, denial, somno, nipple play, sensation play, spanking, corruption, inspection

Soft limits: watersports, breeding kink, pet play, anal, cnc

No: scat, race place, r4pe, knife, md/lg

My Inbox and asks are very open for sexting or flirting or casual conversations as long as you are not men or minors <3

You can send me nudes (not if you're a man or minor) and sexy pics but I only send my pics when I trust you enough 🔮

Anon emoji taken: 🌕 🌸

[kozukensgf]

bf texts with Seventeen! hyung line

[req by 🐨 anon] long distance relationship with Seventeen!

genre: crack, fluff, one shots, smau, fake texts!

character(s): scoups, jeonghan, joshua, jun, hoshi, wonwoo, woozi

masterlist || maknae line

this is for 🐨 anon <3

[copepods]

For doodle prompts, Moon in a Hawaiian shirt?

the cocktail is battery acid

[notdysfunk]

wait actually your "sleeping weird moon" pictures just reminded me of the dumb ideas I've had that moon would be the type to just dangle from the ceiling and sleep. not even go curl up and hang from his feet like a bat nope just hanging limp like a ragdoll.

[flickering-nightfall]

i’m the cohost of the character tourney and moon being paired up with pebbles was an epic tragedy never of before seen magnitude. boowomp

I can't imagine what it was like seeing that pop out of the randomizer! Tragic yeah, but I keep imagining it going down like this:

[sluttywonwoo]

jun is packing. imagine him helping you adjust to his size he would be so sweet but also so sexy

my eye started twitching i can’t…

“does it hurt?”

you open your mouth to answer but a squeak comes out instead. jun tries to hide his grin by turning away from you but you catch him, immediately pouting in a way that makes him feel even more guilty for laughing.

but you seem to forget all about it when he drops a hand between your legs and starts to rub your clit, sighing pleasurably as your body relaxes a little more underneath him.

“asshole.”

well. almost forget about it.

thankfully, though, you’re in a forgiving mood because you arch your back and pull jun in an inch or so more. he’s only about halfway inside and already your cunt is fluttering around him like you’re about to cum.

“you didn’t answer my question,” he reminds you gently, letting up on your clit so that your mind is clear enough for you to think straight.

“oh, right,” you breathe. “no it doesn’t hurt… feels good.”

“it does?”

“mhm… it’s just… you’re so fucking big so i-i need a minute.”

“take all the time you need, baby. you’re doing so well.”

“actually, jun?”

his smile drops. “what? what is it? what’s wrong?”

“nothing’s wrong,” you assure him, but you’re gripping his biceps so tight that he’s not sure if he believes you. “i just- i think i’m about to cum, i’m sorry…”

so the pulsing was a sign—

“don’t apologize, baby, just let it happen.”

“can you rub my clit?” you whine.

“of course,” your boyfriend murmurs as he leans down to kiss you.

his fingers pick up where they’d left off, circling your clit gently until he feels a gush of wetness coat them and his cock.

“fuck me, fuck me, fuck me— jun, please!”

it’s almost impossible to move with how tight you’re squeezing his dick but he manages to weakly fuck you through the orgasm, finally bottoming out when the tension leaves your body and you’re left boneless on the mattress.

he kisses you all over as you regain the ability to think, only to see you pouting up at him.

“sorry,” you apologize sheepishly.

“i told you not to be,” jun insists. “baby, that was probably the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“really?”

“yeah, are you kidding? and a huge ego boost. making you cum when my cock is only halfway inside of you? i’m going to be riding this high for years.”

you roll your eyes at him but you’re smiling too.

“i love you.”

“of course you do. i just made you cum super hard.”

“that’s not the only reason, idiot,” you scoff.

“but it’s one of them, right?” you purse your lips. “you can’t even deny it!”

“don’t make me take it back,” you threaten.

“it’s too late for that. you already said it. no take backs. but for the record, i love you too. and i’ll prove it to you by making you cum super hard again.”