#pookie pooksters

[gojoed]

nevermind

[choccymilkblehhh]

made me n pookie a matching pfp of our sonas BUT ITS BAD ENDDD AHAFAAA

@colorfullaudino pookiiiieeee I MADE THEMMMM

[connormccafferyhater]

https://www.instagram.com/p/C_OVOT5Ssmc/?igsh=Yjl3eGd4dWVhOW5t

She's so cute I can't breathe 😭

yessss that’s pookie 🤞🏽

[astrofinnie]

Dead framed bugs //

Bug collection tour :3

I used to have a luna moth but my cat got to it before it was able to be framed :(

[dried-bones]

guys i love my pookies they're awesome even though i want to throw something at them a lot that's okay :3

[s0dagh0st]

This is a drawing I made of me and my best friend Lemon! He's a very cool dude.

The quality is a bit off- (not as bad as discord fortunately)

I'm really happy with this, it took me like 2-3 days (very on and off because I can't stay focused for shit) but I completed most of the rendering today.

:D ~🥤👻&🍋

[thepasteman]

I like apples :):):):)

My pookie-poo is isis uhu uh uh.. the uh uh, black circle :$:):):)

[creamflix]

if i may humbly put in a request pookster...anything with cult leader geto

dark & 18+ content, minors or blank blogs do not interact. no reader gender specified. posessive cult leader!suguru, oral (m. receiving), dirty talk, heavy heavy heavy blinded loyalty/corruption kink/power dynamics and imbalance, use of nicknames (pet) pookie did i cook 😢 thank u for the request, i hope u enjoy..😈 — general masterlist ☆

the dim light of the temple bathed the room in an ethereal glow, the flicker of candles casting long, sinuous shadows across suguru geto’s frame.

he sat upon his throne — your god incarnate, your savior, your purpose.

his dark robes spilled over the edges of the ornate chair, his legs spread in a posture of ownership, dominance. he gazed down at you, and the faint smirk curling at his lips made your heart race, a mixture of reverence and hunger coursing through your veins.

you knelt before him, your palms pressing into the cool stone floor as you worshipped in the way only you could. his cock, hard and heavy in your mouth, was the only altar you had ever needed.

“look at you,” he drawled, his voice smooth and intoxicating, laced with that dangerous edge that always made your knees weaker than they already were. “you do it so naturally — like you were born for this.”

his hand tangled in your hair, pulling just hard enough to sting, guiding your movements as though you were a puppet to his will. and weren’t you? his grip sent a thrill down your spine, the slight pain heightening the sensation of submission.

you moaned around him, your tongue swirling along his cock, the vibrations earning you a sharp intake of breath from above. he was impatient tonight — his hips bucked slightly, forcing you to take him deeper, his head thrown back in satisfaction.

“don’t tease me, pet,” he growled, his voice a low rumble that sent heat pooling in your stomach. “you know what i want. don’t make me have to teach you all over again.”

his words only spurred you on, your hands gripping his thighs for leverage as you quickened your pace. the sounds he made — a low groan, the occasional curse — were your hymn, your proof that you were fulfilling your purpose.

“that’s it,” he hissed, his nails digging into your scalp as he guided your rhythm. “just like that. show me how much you love me.”

your devotion was boundless, your faith unwavering. you hollowed your cheeks, taking him deeper, relishing the way his composure faltered, even if only for a moment. he was a man of power, control, yet here, in this sacred moment, you could almost believe you held something over him.

“so fucking good for me,” he muttered, his voice rough, dripping with approval. “my perfect little follower. you’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you?”

you pulled back just enough to answer, your voice hoarse but steady.

“anything, suguru. anything you ask.”

he chuckled darkly, his thumb brushing your swollen lips before pushing them apart, a silent command you were all too eager to obey. “of course you would. you’re mine, after all. my loyal little servant. my everything.”

his praise sent a shiver through you, your movements becoming more deliberate, more aggressive, desperate to please him, to prove your worth. his pleasure was your goal, your only aspiration.

“fuck,” he groaned, his grip tightening. “you were wasted on anyone else. they could never make you this... devoted. but i’ve shaped you, haven’t i? molded you into exactly what i need.”

you whimpered at his words, your pace faltering only slightly before you regained your momentum, his grip keeping you steady.

“don’t stop now,” he ordered, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. “be a good little devotee and finish what you started.”

and you would. not because he demanded it, but because there was no greater purpose for you than this — serving him, worshipping him, loving him.

in your eyes, suguru geto was not just a man; he was salvation.

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[alwritey-aphrodite]

SHDNDJ IVE BEEN CALLED FOR YPU DONT KNOW HOW SPECIAL THAT MAKES ME FEEL OMG🤭 LOVE YOUU!!

ok so these are kind of just half-ideas that I’ve thought of that aren’t fully formed but I’m sure you’ll be able to think of something with your giant amazing brain😍 feel free to disregard these tho they’re kinda trash

- sejanus being really flirty with reader at the club place while he’s in district 12 (idk if that really fits his character but I feel like he could get bold at times🙏) and she’s just not really connecting the dots. her friend Lucy gray has to flat out tell her and reader has a giant revelation

- reader catches snow recording sejanus’ conversation about the rebellion and calls him out for it, stands up for her mans

-ok so this is kind of a song prompt— “Dear Arkansas Daughter” by Lady Lamb specifically the line “you with the dark curls, you with the water color eyes” not really sure what you could do with that, but maybe something with capital!sejanus w/ his curly hair

hope these give you some inspo pookie!!

love,

pooksters 💖

Your ideas are not trash!! Please feel free to send more or just to hop into my ask box to chat <3 I went with the first idea because it’s adorable but I might come back and write the other ones at some point

If the day that Lucy Gray was reaped was the worst day of your life, then the day that she miraculously returned to District Twelve as victor of the Hunger Games was the best. Ever since then, you spend most of your nights at the Hob with the rest of the Covey, sometimes taking the stage yourself but most of the time dancing and clapping from the audience.

Peacekeepers off duty are a normal sight in the Hob, but there are two in particular that seem to have a connection with Lucy Gray, two Capital boys that she knew during her time in the Games. You’re not sure how they came to be peacekeepers stuck in District 12, but you know better than to ask. They’re nice boys, and the blond one, Coriolanus, is absolutely smitten with Lucy Gray, you’re sure he’d do anything she asked. The other one, Sejanus, seems to have less of a connection to Lucy Gray but he’s kind all the same, and most nights he spends at the Hob are spent talking with you at a back table, away from the stage and the dance floor.

Tonight, Lucy Gray is taking a night off from performing and has joined you and Sejanus as you watch the rest of the Covey, Coriolanus never far from her side.

“I like your dress,” Sejanus says over the music, leaning over to speak into your ear so you can hear him clearer.

“Thank you, I made the one Maude Ivory’s wearing too,” you gesture towards the stage where the younger girl is busy singing.

“You’re very talented,” Sejanus turns to face you, giving you his undivided attention despite everything that goes on in the Hob.

“Oh, it’s not as hard as it looks,” you respond with a smile before pushing off the wall and heading to the bar, leaving a giggling Lucy Gray to deal with a despondent Sejanus.

“You’d think a girl as pretty as her is used to all the compliments and the flirting, but you’ve gotta be more obvious than that,” Lucy Gray tells him with a mischievous smile, as if you’d rather have the floor swallow you whole than have her share this information. Before Sejanus can respond, you’re returning with a tray of drinks for everyone in your little group, and he just about melts with the smile you give him as you slide the glass into his hand.

“Maybe, if you’re not busy, you could show me around some time? I’d really like to learn more about twelve,” he asks, and you’re quick to nod in agreement.

“Oh sure, I can show you all the best spots,” you reply kindly, but Lucy Gray knows you’re still not getting the message.

“He means you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen,” she whispers into your ear, loud enough for Sejanus to hear, “and the sweetest and the funniest and the most talented.” You look to Sejanus with wide eyes, as if Lucy Gray would be lying, but he’s nodding at you, despite the blush that’s taken over most of his face.

“Well, I’d still love to go,” you tell him, rewarding with the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen. The two of you spend the rest of the night talking, the chaos of the Hob fading into nothing while Lucy Gray silently watches with a smile.

[downtwngrl]

TOO REAL ‼️‼️‼️

WHY ISN'T THERE MORE DINA X READERS?? OR DINA X ELLIE X READERS?? I MEAN LOOK AT MY POOKIE WOOKIE BOOKIE BEAR NUMNUM SNOOKUMS ‼️

(Please I'm so in love with this woman)

[candywithbooks]

zolu for the soul

The pooksters the pookies

[jaidens]

But You're Just So Cool Run Your Hands Through Your Hair Absentmindedly Makin' Me Want You ! — [ 🌞 ]

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : admiring from afarrr | this is so short pookies I'm sorry 🫶 I'm so tired after staring school again 😭

a/n [s] : requests are open pooksters!!

You aren't sure if he knows what he's doing. The smaller grey shirt he wears, his sweatpants hung low on his waist as he kicks a soccer ball around hitting it in goals frequently. You're attempting to play volleyball with your friend, before you get slammed in the head with a soccer ball knocking you over out of surprise. Your friend runs over to you and suddenly, a more familiar face comes into your vision.

A tan, sweaty face is what comes in with his big, brown eyes. “Are you okay?” Daniel asks quickly, on his hands and knees trying to figure out if you're fine or not. “Man, I'm real sorry. I didn't even realize when I kicked it.” You stop his apologies as you let out a laugh and sit up. “No! No, don't worry. I just got knocked off my feet in surprise. You're a-okay.”

You aren't sure if it's the banging going through your head or just you, but Daniel looks even more attractive under the beaming sun as it pours into his brown eyes, turning them into a honey brown. He runs his hand through his hair, the muscles in his arms extending and contracting as he pulls them down. You probably look crazy, as you completely just stare at him.

You knew about Daniel and Ali, always from your best friend, so from what you had known he was off-limits. So, then, you would only admire from afar. He holds his arm up once he stands up, helping you stand up and you get to stare into his eyes. God, isn't he gorgeous? He brushes some dust off of your shirt and smiles. “You should be alright. I'll see you around, yeah?” You nod and he runs back off with his friends.

No matter how short the interaction had been you will always remember the spark that it began in the raging fire of today. Daniel is kissing across your neck, older and wiser now, 20 and beginning his own car dealership. You got your first sponsorship, which ended up with a celebration and a pop of champagne. You definitely weren't mad, but you were only mad that you missed half of it due to your zoning out.

[jdms-flat-ass]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN in THE RESIDENT (2011) dir: Antti Jokinen

[party-poison-218]

pookie can we get another part of the reader x gojo x nanami smau???!🥹

HEY, POOKSTERS 🫶🏻 YES!! I'm sorry for not updating 😓

Also I wrote this sleep deprived and without second thought so I'm sorrryyy!!!

The batch. Pt.3 🍓

[lionydoorin]

my little pookie. the pookster. my babie. she never did Anything wrong. she's was just in a silly goofy mood. the girl on fire.

[wildkrattsvillainsvlog]

Did poor Zach get his kiss at least in all this chaos?

Zach: Yup...I got kisses.

Martin: I don't know whether to be flattered or terrified.

Donita: Who knew a neat girl like Paisley could be such a passionate kisser~

Aviva: Love ya pookie.

Koki: Love ya too, pookster.

Jimmy: Dabio played tonsil hockey...

Hhhhhhhhhhh-

(Heads up, the last one is yours truly!)