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[pocketjoong]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart, and if you get five back, you must be pretty awesome.💌

PSHHHHH STAPHHHHHH

[always-devon]

WE’RE DOING ANOTHER MOOT SLEEPOVER TAG IS:

Moot sleepover <3

(the heart as well)

GRAB YOUR MUTUALS AND LETS GO!!

@discarded-like-your-roses @seagull9111

LETS GOOOOO !!!!

[rawtoastandpeanutbutter]

Edit: OMG THIS IS LITERALLY THE MOST NOTES I'VE GOTTEN??? TYSM GUYS!!!

@akanemnon look at the picrew KFC gang i made!

the first one is Kris

the second one is Frisk

and you know who the last one is

[jumpy-buggy-33]

@ollie-arts67 @thebritishdragon @lemonboywriter @daydreamnightshade @monsterartt @ashmeertheimp @bl0si @oddlyvoid @echofall @lemonboywriter @lost-terrorzz @psychoaddison @dynamicsimp @pittdpeaches @keykittygirl @kyri45 @peasantflour @all my moots :3

Idc if I dropped this in your ask box yet :3

[sashiavi]

Jealous SDV (hybrid?) boys rutting into you after getting jealous after smelling someone else on you <3

Ahhh oh goshhhh okay- I need to whip smth up for this

(I got carried away - forgive me? I went for a ramble and it became smth- I wrote enough for warnings 😭)

Warnings : Smut | 18+ | Hybrid Characters | Scenting | implication of ruts and heats | jealousy | thoughts about lactation & pregnancy | Sam Sebastian Alex Sh*ne | not beta read >v>

PuppyBoy!Sam jumping on you when you finally return home! Hugging you, nuzzling into your neck and sniffing in your scent with a happy sigh when you card your hand through his hair.

PuppyBoy!Sam who stops short, nose pressing hard into your skin, inhaling an ever familiar scent; Sebastian, the Catboy.

PuppyBoy!Sam who whines and whimpers, his yellow-blonde ears drooping down. The smell distressing him despite being best friends with Sebastian for many years - He squirms and cries, glomping over you, tail frantically wagging as he makes an attempt to heavily scent you.

PuppyBoy!Sam pressing his body to your own, weight keeping you on the surface of the bed below, feverishly rocking his hips into your cunt. Heavy balls slapping into your pussy, warm hands all over your body.

PuppyBoy!Sam who can't help but bite and nibble at your skin, slobbering all over you. His tail wiggles and wags, ears pinned to his head, poor croaked voice whimpering and whining, moaning out silly insecurities and desperate attempts to soothe himself.

PuppyBoy!Sam just can't stop crying. "You love me, I know you do!" "M' a Good Boy! Right?" "Better than Seb- Love you more-!" Babbling nonsense while he humps at your gushy pussy and feverishly rubs at your clit.

CatBoy!Sebastian lazily crawling to you on the lounge when you return, slinking across, tail swishing calmy as he snuggles up, gently pawing at your chest.

CatBoy!Sebastian tucking his face into your neck as he carefully kneads at your skin, peppering kisses and nose boops behind your ear.

CatBoy!Sebastian letting out a little feral growl at the offensive scent of someone else lingering on your clothes and skin - Probably that stupid dumb Jock CowHybrid!Alex. His ears pin and his tail stands static.

CatBoy!Sebastian biting and licking his corse tongue over your pretty, sensitive nipples. Hands kneading at your thighs, lips latched over your pert buds. If he thought and imagined hard enough, he could taste your sweet milky cream on his tongue.

CatBoy!Sebastian who gets a little carried away with the thought of you swollen and leaking milk just for him and his Kittens. He can't help but rut and grind up on your clothed cunt.

CatBoy!Sebastian who wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing subtly, coaxing your tongue to lul out of your mouth.

CatBoy!Sebastian who spits on your tongue and kisses you after. Searing hot, canines clattering your own, biting into your soft lips as he pulls away, eyes quinted and lips downturned in a pouty frown.

CowHybrid!Alex knocking his forehead softly into your own, mindful of his budding horns, bringing you into a warm hug after your night out at the Saloon.

CowHybrid!Alex kissing your temple, shucking off your coat to hang up, noticing a wet patch and catching a whiff of something odd - Spilt beer no doubt, tangled in something spicy.. Jalepeno poppers?

CowHybrid!Alex wasting little time, instincts running rampant. Easily manhandling your pretty self to the nearest counter, head in the clouds, mind only focused on reclaiming what was his.

CowHybrid!Alex falling victim to his own Bull heritage - Rutting his cock up between the pretty swell of your ass, horns poking pressure into the back of your head. His jaw threatens to nip and bite into your neck, rough, large hands pressing you down.

CowHybrid!Alex who makes haste at his pants, revealing his veiny leaky cock, pushing the sticky, squishy tip up against your wet panties. Grinding and pushing the barrier of your underwear, messing up the fabric even more with his own leaky pre.

CowHybrid!Alex pulling your panties aside and fucking his thick bull cock into your pretty pussy, tumbling himself into a rut. He moans and shouts, hands on your hips to pull you back on his length.

CowHybrid!Alex who can't help but stare at his fat, drippy bull cock burying up in your tight, wet cunt.

CowHybrid!Alex who would go again and again, releasing his hot milky cum over and over, Marking up on your insides. Messy and gooey, dripping down his own front as he humps at you from behind.

BearHybrid!Shane walking home with you from the Saloon, after a big night of drinking and Pool with the other younger patrons of the town.

BearHybrid!Shane grumbling as you enter the front door, kicking off his shoes. Bending to put them on the rack, standing with a crack in his knee and a glare when you giggle at him.

BearHybrid!Shane who pretends to be mad, pulling you in for a big warm hug, wrapping his arms around your frame, squeezing you snug and tight.

BearHybrid!Shane who lets up a little, nose pressing into your hair and neck, catching a whiff of an abundance of hybrid smells - Some Canine, Feline, all sticking to your skin more than he'd like - Surely those youngin boys weren't stupid enough to make an attempt at anything? Right?

BearHybrid!Shane who thinks he just has to mark you up better, to let everyone know who you really belonged to.

BearHybrid!Shane rubbing his scratchy chin on your neck, pressing his larger body on to your own, putting a warm pressure on your skin.

BearHybrid!Shane licking at your skin, nibbling, biting, kissing up on your torso, leading down, down, down your tummy to your core.

BearHybrid!Shane squeezing at your hips and thighs with his large, warm hands, pawing at your body, caressing and teasing over all the most sensitive and ticklish spots. His large thumbs swiping over your cute, drooly pussy, his own mouth nearly watering at the sight.

BearHybrid!Shane suckling on your clit, lapping his tongue through your sticky folds, grumbling to himself between your legs cause you're just "Too fucken' sweet" "Like fucken' honey, Baby".

BearHybrid!Shane and his scratchy 12 o clock shadow scraping your inner thigh. Large, warm hands squeezing at your hips, pulling your pussy onto his tongue.

BearHybrid!Shane with his lips smushed up on your cunt, nose bumping up on your clit, pretty purple eyes peering up through his dark brow, furrowed and grumpy while he laps and suckles on you. Just spitting and drooling up on your thighs, marking you up with his teeth and slobber.

(I don't have a favourite what do you meannn)

[moriartyyoushouldseemeinacrown]

ok so "friends don't look at friends that way" is some bullshit. I love my friends sm I want to have friends that I look at work the most intense love possible. Love doesn't have to be romantic to count. All love is valid. Love for your friends for your family for partners for siblings for motherfucking anyone. Your love is valid and I love you <33

[choucon]

THE NOTES THING

Okay, Um, the note thingie.

(Btw, pink is finished)

Uh

Where should I start...

So

10 notes - I'll really die my hair purple

50 notes - I'll go out touch some grass or idk

100 notes - I'll draw something (if you want something specific- nevermind, there's no-one reading this anyway)

150 notes - I'll finish my presentation on mental health

200 notes - I'll write another page of the thing I'm writing (I really can't call it a novel or story, it's just some sh*t)

250 notes - Um I'll try telling my mother about the shadow people I see in the dark (ik it's just an illusion, but-...yeah, it's dumb)

300 notes - I'll write down the song I wrote

400 notes - I'll tell my brother about how I think I have depression (heh, he'll just laugh it off)

500 notes - I'll go out and take some pretty photos of....something?

1000 notes -Um okay, this one's the most important probably, or at least should be, so I'm gonna tell someone something, just don't know what to who (Yeah, I know it's dumb)

And yeah, also.

10 000 notes - and I'll start taking my goose plushie to school every day (idk, just random- I LOVE THE GOOSE (sorry))

You can tag anyone you want, but, yeah, idc

Edit: heh, maybe I could put here some tags

Second edit: omg omg, thank you, Internet peopleee. Love you, moots. <<3333. Never would have thought it'll get so manyyy

Second edit: okay, so I changed the last amount of notes because I love the goose nad kinda wanna take it with me to school. Though, I'm still letting it on 10 000 now. Sorry, it's a lot. But just idk.

[mewos-laptop]

Y'all being friends w/ plurals is so fucking funny /pos

Bc tell me why I can be talking to the host, and then out of fucking nowhere Vanny from FNAF pops out and goes "Lmao the children emerge from the holes" and then just fucking dips

I sit down w/ my friend and then they turn into a completely DIFFERENT person right before my eyes and we just continue talking like nothing happens

For fucks sake, I get a front row seat to hosts complaining abt the other people inhabiting their brain like they're annoying roommates in a cramped air BNB

Shout-out to my plural friends. I know if no one's got me, Junko Enoshima from Danganronpa's got me. /Ref /silly

(Positive/affectionate post made by a singlet who loves its plural friends very much /p)

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x04 - “Paint the Town Blue”

[shewolfofvilnius]

sorry for folks who followed me for other stuff but this is my brain for at LEAST the next month (or twenty)

[triona-tribblescore]

Really quick doodle of @rufwooff 's sillies uvu <3 been thinking about them non stop for days now-

Mikeys a lil slippery guy heheh

[pocketjoong]

hello sky!🫶 saw you pop up so i thought i'd throw a message, take care of yourself;;🫂🫂

RIGHT BACK AT YOU, LOVELY! 🌸🫶🏻

[itsmuffiiee]

Omg fish!! @a-clown-with-wings

I’ve been exploring this kelp forest and there is this super cool yellow fish! I sure hope they aren’t just distracting me so another fish can sneak up on me—

close up, still and alt below! ・・・・・★

I wonder what the back of suns head actually looks like I just left it flat.. I included the correct version of moons design with the face being fully white! I just am a crescent moon lover 😞

[blue-willow-tree]

The most independent, caring, motherly girl you know has severe mommy issues and seeks validation from older mentors and teachers. She's trying to become exactly like them while simultaneously trying to convince herself that she isn't in love with them. She's extremely kinky but mostly just wants to be held and validated by an older woman. Dating somebody her age never works out because if an older woman calls her "darling" even once she'll feel more feelings than a year-long relationship with someone her age could ever enduced. She doesn't understand why but when she meets an older, motherly friend she immediately gravitates towards them the most and never wants to disappoint them. She wants to cry when they do that "I'm proud of you" smile. She's turning herself into the figures she's always looked up to by taking people under her wing, because they look at her the same way she always looked at the ones she adored.

She is me, by the way.

[thef1diary]

ghost!max whos teasing you when your family are over, perhaps for christmas dinner 👀 you’re all at the table together, saying any blessings and tucking in, but you find it hard to concentrate on the food when you feel the chill of hands on your thighs. ghost!max is hungry.. for your cunt, and he’s eating you out right then and there as you need to try and contain yourself with everyone around 😵‍💫

— em!! you truly know my weaknesses huh, making me speechless n all 🫠 who can blame max, he just wanted to join your family dinner. the only issue was, his dinner was your cunt. It’s only fair I post this before Christmas 🤭 18+ content below

The house was alive with the hum of conversation and the clinking of silverware. For the first time, your family had come over to your house for Christmas dinner. You’d spent days preparing, wanting everything to be perfect—cleaning, decorating, cooking. And, of course, warning Max.

“Don’t scare them. Don’t pull any stunts. Just behave,” you’d hissed into the empty kitchen hours earlier. He hadn’t answered, and you should’ve known better than to trust his silence.

The meal began with a blessing, your mother’s voice soft and reverent as she led the prayer. You bowed your head like everyone else, hands clasped, but the moment was shattered by the unmistakable chill that brushed against your ankle.

Your stomach dropped.

As the table murmured “Amen” and conversation resumed, the chill climbed higher, sliding up your calf and curling around your knee. You forced a polite smile, your fingers trembling as you reached for the mashed potatoes.

The sudden press of Max’s tongue against your pussy made you flinch.

You bit the inside of your cheek, gripping the edge of the table as Max’s mouth worked between your legs, unseen but impossibly real. His tongue circled your clit in slow, deliberate strokes. You shifted in your chair, trying to dislodge him, but his invisible hands gripped your thighs, pinning you in place.

“You okay, sweetheart?” your mom asked, passing you the gravy.

“Y-yeah,” you stammered, your voice trembling as Max’s mouth closed over your clit, sucking hard. “Just warm.”

Warm wasn’t the right word. The heat pooling in your belly was molten, spreading through your body with every calculated flick of his tongue. The chill of his presence only heightened the contrast, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your cunt.

You tried to focus on the conversation, nodding and laughing at your father’s jokes, but it was impossible. Max was relentless, his tongue plunging deep, curling in ways that had your thighs trembling under the table.

It was when his fingers joined the fray that you nearly lost it. The cool, ghostly digits slid inside you, pumping in sync with his mouth. The stretch was perfect, filling you in ways that made your toes curl.

You picked up your fork, desperate for something—anything—to ground you. But the moment you took a bite, his fingers curled, brushing against the sensitive spot deep inside you. A muffled moan escaped before you could stop it.

All heads turned towards you.

You covered your mouth quickly, cheeks burning. “This pie you made is just…so good, Mom,” you blurted, voice high-pitched and breathless.

Your mother beamed, clearly pleased, while Max doubled his efforts, his tongue dragging mercilessly against your clit as his fingers plunged deeper, scissoring inside you. Your grip on the fork tightened, your free hand curling into a fist under the table as the pleasure mounted.

You felt your wetness dripping down, pooling between your thighs as his relentless pace kept your nerves on fire. You forced yourself to take another bite of food, pretending it was the dish making your eyes water and your breathing hitch.

When the orgasm hit, it was sudden and overwhelming. Your body tensed, thighs shaking, as waves of pleasure rolled through you, pulling a sharp breath and an unsteady gasp from your lips.

“Everything all right, honey?” your mom asked, looking concerned now.

You swallowed hard, nodding quickly as the aftershocks left your legs trembling under the table. “Yeah, sorry—just… something went down the wrong way.”

Max didn’t relent until your body stilled, until your breathing began to slow. Only then did you feel his tongue drag one final, torturous stroke over your clit. He placed a phantom kiss on your cunt before his presence withdrew entirely, leaving behind nothing but the slick evidence of his attention and the ache of your body recovering from the intense orgasm.

You barely had time to catch your breath when your sister pointed toward the corner of the room. “Is that a spirit box? Since when do you believe in ghosts?”

want more ghost!max? send me an ask with your filthiest thoughts and it’ll get answered during one of my dirty drabble days

[sophiastarr05]

how well does pinterest know you?

i saw this on tiktok and it looked so cute! search on pinterest and choose the first option for

animal, place, plant, character, season, hobby, color, and drink!

tag list is the mutuals i’ve made so far on this new acc 🥲🥲 i love having mutuals u guys r just so cute and i am obsessed with u

@blueberrbea @dangeroustaintedflawed @buunnyb00 @iluvluvkatemoss @vaeriia @weenja @etherealbunni @itsjustclaudia @lanadelreystan101 @pheeps @bruhaalla @corpsenoiva @zooxanthellae @the-godless-angel @obonnybunny