#neuroticpuppy

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

uhhh lockscreen, last song listened to, last saved photo, last photo taken check teehee

tagging: @neuroticpuppy​, @super-unpredictable98​, @joz-stankovich​, @candyclaw​, @maerenee930​, @the-freckled-luba​, @badsext, @merrilark​​

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

thank you for the tag @neuroticpuppy :))

spell or curse / abandoned mansion or haunted cemetery / vampire slayer or ghost hunter / phoenix or griffin / wrist bite or neck bite / fairy godmother or evil stepmother / herbs or potion / ghost or wraith / dragon scales or werewolf claws / druid or mage / elf or hobbit / divination or necromancy / wand magic or hand magic / centaur or unicorn / dark fairytale or disney-style fairytale / sword or bow & arrow / siren or water nymph / garlic or silver / talking animal or walking tree / demon trap or crossroads pact / enchanted fairy forest or mermaid lagoon / castle or cottage / pirate or prince / immortal or normal lifespan / wizard or witcher

tagging: @super-unpredictable98, @joz-stankovich, @bisexualnathanyoung, @candyclaw, @maerenee930, @the-freckled-luba, @merrilark

[songforeddiemunson]

I love the boops! But it looks like I can only do it from my main, so if you get one from neuroticpuppy, that's me! 😂

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

music stuff woo

uhh you’re supposed to circle what you have in common with someone music wise and add your own teehee, ignore how long this post is bc if the photos.

thank you for the tag @neuroticpuppy

tagging: @super-unpredictable98, @joz-stankovich

@bisexualnathanyoung, @candyclaw, @human-too

@seancekitsch,@the-freckled-luba, @magic-multicolored-miracle

@mypimpademia @santacarlahorrorshow

[willowquills]

Name Aesthetic Game!

Rule: Go to Pinterest, search “[your name] core aesthetic” and create a moodboard from the first nine images. Make a new post and share it. No need to mention your name! I was tagged by @neuroticpuppy , thank you! Mine actually turned out so cute 🥺 I used my real name.

I tag @prettyboyeddiemunson @littledemondani @indouloureux

[bisexualmultifandommess]

I saw your McAvoy post looking for recs and I got you. Atonement is #1 essential McAvoy viewing. It put him on the map and you'll see why. It's sublime. It's romantic, it's angsty, it's gorgeous. Grab tissues and buckle up. Next, if you want more romantic fluff, go with Finding Jane and Penelope. Both are fun and sweet flicks, and James shines in them both. Then, for raw talent, check out Split. He's unreal in it; I'd gush more if I had space. Start with those and hmu with your thoughts! :)

Thank you so much for these recommendations!! I’ll definitely add these to my watch list haha I loved Penelope as a kid and now I really want to watch again! Tbh I’d probably love James McAvoy in anything lol he’s brilliant

[misskittysmagicportal]

@neuroticpuppy

babe wake up new none pizza with left beef just dropped

[miss-kittys-magical-library]

In honor of Rob's birthday, can you write a Rob character of your choice with reader or an OC of your choice celebrating his birthday? Fluffy and maybe some light smut? Go wild. ;)

Your Song

Words: 1760

Warnings: Fluff turned smut

A/N: Just inserting Honey and Leon into random awesome points in music history. Cribbed from a scene in "Rocketman," directed by Nathan's freakishly short dad (Dexter Fletcher)

Leon and Honey stumbled and giggled down a path in the woods behind a house in the Canyon. They stopped to kiss under a Laurel tree, laughing when Leon’s hair got tangled up in some branches. Sometimes he seemed to forget how tall he was.

It was unusually warm for early January, but after a show at the Troubadour a party at Mama Cass’s bungalow felt like a serendipitous idea. They held tight to one another’s hands a bit drunk on elderberry wine. Maybe a brownie or two, their first since coming back to the States.

The couple hadn't been alone in several years, not really. Not since Selina was born. They had left her behind in Manhattan with Honey’s parents with an invite from Johnny (who somehow found himself doing far better in LA than he ever did in London.) Away from the snow and slush and post-holiday angry New Yorkers. The Bartucci’s back in their comedy club that Honey bought back and reopened at the start of a new decade. They really could use a vacation. Who turns down Elton John?

Suddenly, today, Leon found himself thirty years old. The 70s weren't much different than the 60s. Rock music got better, the clothes stayed almost the same. Still the same causes for Honey to throw herself into, Leon by her side but with a toddler strapped to his back. Maybe he would never actually be on the moon, but Honey certainly brought it down to him in their little girl.

“We've gotta get back to the house,” Honey lifted Leon’s hand up and brushed her mouth against his knuckles. “I worked a little something out with Elton.” She started to tug him along.

Leon dug his heels into the dirt, and his girlfriend’s arm nearly came out of its socket. “Honnn eeeyyy,” that sexy whine. “You've gone and brought Mr Elton John into it? Oh I'm not big on my birthday, you know that.”

Honey planted her hands on her hips, “Not everyone in our generation is gonna get to turn thirty. There's a piano in the house, and he thinks it's far out. Now c'mon, don't be a spoil sport.” She mimicked Leon's accent.

“Only if he says it's alright. Know how I am ‘bout doing things that aren't my bag.” Still he followed her down to the house, hands in his pockets as Honey literally skipped ahead, bits of bark in her hair.

It all felt unearthly, being surrounded by musicians whose records they had back in The Village. Or how short they all were. Save for John Phillips, the only person who towered slightly over Leon that night. Everyone called him Kubrick in jest, but his cheeks flushed all the same. He perked up straight away when Cass tugged on his vest. The one Honey made. He wore it now over a long sleeved thermal shirt and tight jeans that boot-legged instead of belled.

“Say this is pretty groovy. This is almost flashy enough for Elton to wear.” Her hands ran over the fabric.

“Honey made it. Our first Christmas together back in ‘67. London. Where I'm from. Well no I'm from Greece but,” Leon stammered.

“Relax man. We don't bite! That's Michelle’s job. Your old lady said you've got a kid back East. Me too. Owen, she's around here somewhere.”

You could tell she was whacked out on something. Everyone here was except Leon and Honey. Not really tipsy anymore both down from the brownie earlier. Looking around, the party goers were at the various stages of undress and sex. It was like the couple got rid of Renatis and replaced him with Mama Cass. Except she was so much cooler, her vibe felt truer and at ease.

“Yeah Selina. She's four I think?”

Leon scratched his head before noticing Honey sitting on the piano bench with a guitar. Topless. Elton beside her, also topless but still in his jeans. What a strange fucking life he and Johnny got into after coming here in 1970.

“Like the moon! I get it, Kubrick! Honey said you really love her. Cherish it man, they'll be us soon enough,” she winked. Then Cass affectionately pat his cheek like a mother would.

Leon’s heart would break a year later when she died. Everyone’s heart would. Always touching his face anytime he heard her sing.

For now she was alive and sat down in a chair. Leon leaned against the doorframe as Honey and Elton started to play. Lost in his own world, everyone else in the bungalow faded away except her. He wrapped a finger up in a stray curl that fell from his ponytail, smiling in her direction.

It took him a moment to realize these two people were singing TO Leon and not everyone else. He was so caught up in the way Honey’s fingers moved expertly over the strings. Was this why she asked for lessons? How he always fell in love just by looking at her.

So excuse me forgetting

But these things I do

You see I've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is, what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody

This is the song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind

That I put down in the words

Later in a loft, Honey and Leon naked on the floor. Leon's lips making their way down Honey’s chest where he stops to take a nipple in his mouth. Sucking hungrily before teasing it with his teeth. Biting somewhere between playful and rough. Alternating between each of her breasts before continuing down over her stomach. Tongue dipping into her navel.

Honey’s back arches into Leon and she moans softly. Her hand lost in his hair as sexual instinct makes her urge him further down. But her brain says through her mouth,

“Wait, it's your birthday. Let me give you head.” The words breathless.

Leon is already diving into her. His tongue snaking deep inside like his fingers often do before going for her clit. Flicking at it a few times, circling it quicker. His hands spread her thighs so he has better access as he works her faster. His head moving up and down the whole time.

Then: “If I wanna go down on you for MY birthday, the only way you're gonna stop me is by saying no.” Leon paused, large eyes gazing up at Honey. His mouth glistening. “Are you saying no, then?”

“Fuck no, I love when you do this. I just figured you wanted to lay back and let me suck you off.”

He smiled and went back to it. Burying his face into Honey further. Then switching from his quick pace, Leon ran his tongue agonizingly slow along her cunt. The entire length of one side, sucking on it, plunging it in to work around Honeys clit then up the other side. Repeating this a few times, tongue manipulating her clit longer and faster.

Honey felt that heat build in her sex. That throb and the contraction. She cried out with that sudden swell of wetness before she came. She was so close but her mouth opened:

“Leon stop!”

Leon sat up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “What? What's wrong? Too much, love?”

“No no it was the perfect amount of too much. I don't wanna cum before we fuck.”

“Now THAT'S a bleeding birthday present. Time for me to get a toss over?” Leon's eyes shone with excitement. “Can we shag where someone might catch us?”

He stood up and helped Honey to her feet. Walking her to the railing that exposed the loft to the living room below where everyone had played their music before. A couple was already going at it on the couch not very silently.

Leon put his hand on the thick wood and yanked a few times to check its strength. It was perfect.

Honey situated herself in front of him, back pressing into his chest. She lifted her foot up on the bottom part and jutted her hips back into her partner’s erection. She anchored herself with her arms spread along the length of railing where he had just tested it.

Leon covered only one of Honey’s hands, his arm parallel to hers. The other hand taking the head of his cock teasing her with it. Then clutching the thick of her hip, he buries himself up to the hilt inside of her.

In his excitement, Leon began pounding into Honey madly. His hips hitting her ass every time created a rhythmic slapping sound. No longer needing to brace himself on her waist, he covered Honey’s mouth instead as her mewls of pleasure began.

Honey cried out into Leon's hand. Her body twisting slightly to give him better access. They had rutted this way enough that she knew angling her cunt downwards allowed him to hit her G spot. Something it took them both several years to figure out. Now that they had..

Leon lost himself in slamming into Honey with a speed he hadn’t felt since he did cocaine. The sweat created a shean across his cheeks, neck and chest from the heat they were building. Gut told him it would start forming on her forehead and stomach. What little he was grasping also told him Honey’s tits and ribs were crashing into the railing.

“Steady on, love.” Whispering huskily in her ear. “Yeah. I love being inside you. Never gonna get fucking sick of it. Your twat drives me barking.”

Honey kept on and kept up. That cataclysm in her walls, they flexed around Leon's cock suddenly. She squealed loudly into his hand as she came so hard her stomach muscles cramped. Her body still took to being rammed.

But not long, spurred on by the constriction of Honey’s orgasm, Leon exploded inside of her. Releasing completely but biting down on her shoulder to prevent from yelling out into the stillness.

Honey winced, but her gasp came out closer to another cry of pleasure. Her body cumming again unexpectedly. Leon would use that against her happily in the future.

They untangled themselves and were kissing in the dark. Then from downstairs came a humming. It soon turned into singing. The voice belonged to a tiny Englishman with diamond studded glasses.

“How wonderful life is while you’re in the world."

Tag: @robertsheehanownsmyass @badsext @joz-stankovich @elliethesuperfruitlover @nightmonsters

[seanfalco]

Hmmmm. Fave thing about Rob and his roles; I love that I can look at Nathan and then look at Rob on the Earth Locker and know and appreciate that he's the same person, but my brain literally has difficulty connecting the two. Like I can't believe that's the same guy. Haha. Despite so many similarities, a lot of his roles are SO different. Our little chameleon. 😍

omg yesss! i know exactly what you mean! it boggles my mind how different he can look between roles and I love that each one feels so unique!

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

Music Tag Game

🎶✨ when you get this you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)✨🎶

thank you for the tag @neuroticpuppy :)))

uhhh

1. Venus-Bananarama (crunchy, love me some 80s music, would love to go roller skating and have this play while i bust my ass)

2. Encore-Cheryl Lynn (came on in the car and i finally know the lyrics now, mm good)

3. mammamia-Maneskin (been on a maneskin kick since december and rush just dropped and oh my god. the bridge is so GOOD)

4. New Radio-Bikini Kill (kathleen hanna is a legend and i love her)

5. Firepower-Judas Priest (love me some fast paced shit, metal is mm mm good)

tagging: @badsext, @super-unpredictable98, @crabstick, @joz-stankovich, @the-freckled-luba, @seancekitsch

[misskittysmagicportal]

🌹Give us a taste 😋

Shocking how easy it was to stab Nathan through the heart. How fate helped Violet sink the knife so deeply into him that her breasts met his bare chest before either understood what was going on.

[jozstankovich]

26 & 33! 🎬

26. Favorite movie characters. Han Solo, Sean Falco, Ian Malcolm, Peter Pan, Elise Rainier, Eames.

33. Last movie that disappointed you. Suspira.  I was really enjoying it until the end.  I didn’t care for the end.

[oldinterneticons]

neuroticpuppy

Ok. I'll bite. What's the story? 😁

Hehe, copied from my personal tumblr, my stupid Ben Barnes story:

My first time at my city’s major film festival

ended up seeing Dorian Gray which is a bizarre movie to begin with. I wanted to see The Informant but it sold out right away so I settled for this without knowing much about it

nearly got killed by middle aged male autograph collectors who were rushing the red carpet to get autographs from a then teen-heartthrob, weird AF

screening was jokes because half the audience was people who were into Narnia seeing a film that’s like 1/4 sex scenes and the other half were ~filme people~ watching something way cheesier than they expected and everyone laughed throughout the movie

I also found myself with a big ol crush on Ben Barnes myself that I was trying my best to hide from everyone under the pretense of being a film buff or whatever

I also extremely randomly met George Clooney earlier that day

idk man i was 17, it was my first week of university and I couldn’t stop laughing the whole time. Good memories.

11 years later I go to TIFF every year, I’ve worked the festival for the past 4, I work in film festivals/exhibiton in general, and it’s my favourite thing in the entire world

Ben Barnes has never been back to Festival lmao

[misskittysmagicportal]

@thefloatingpickle @magic-multicolored-miracle @neuroticpuppy Oops©️

some of the best relationships can be forged on the anvil of thinking two characters should kiss

[kitsn0w]

Hey there! Looove your blog. I've got to know where the gif of Kit jumping on Iwan with "#smothering with kisses" came from. I LOL'd. Thankye!

hi hi thank you! the video i downloaded is a different source that isn’t there anymore but i found this. enjoy!

[joemunson333]

I was tagged byyy @eddiemnnson (ty <<3) give them a follow!! This is so exciting 🫶🏻😭

Make a new post and spell out your URL with song titles then tag ppl to continue (:

J : Just the two of us , Grover Washington Jr. & Bill Withers

O : O Children , Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

E : Everything I didn’t say , 5 Seconds of Summer

M : Misery Business, Paramore

U : Under the Bridge , Red Hot Chili Peppers

N : Never say Never , The Fray

S : Sex On Fire , Kings of Leon

O : Old Scars / Future Hearts , All Time Low

N : Night Changes , One Direction

(I’ve got three 3s but I’m not gonna count those 💀)

ANYWHO!! I’ve tagged whoever I follow (: If you wanna do it, go ahead. If not, jus ignore it.

I thought this was pretty cool. If anyone ever comes across these typa posts/challenges then go ahead n tag me in them. I’d love to contribute 😌

@naughtyneganjdm @neganssavior-fanfiction @eddiemunsonlives @eddiebunachieves @eddiebun @welcome-to-hellfire @chaoticmunson @forcedconformin @heartbreakgrill @mrsblackruby @munsongalblogs @munsonlover @neuroticpuppy @rockstarmunson