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[sollattes]

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AAAAAWWWWWWEEEEE CHUCHU ILYSM LITERALLY BEST BAE EVER !!!!

#ian's notes💌 #moots🫶🏻🫶🏻 #chuchu best bae fr fr

[keeksandgigz]

“you’re mine.” with eddie spaghetti of course 🤭

possessive eddie actually drives me up a wall

im also gonna add "“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”" just because it made my brain short circuit

Once again 18+ is not a suggestion, but a big fat order to get the fuck away from here <3

Cruel and relentless, the way that his hips are snapping into you.

He'd seen you flirt with Steve, you and him hanging out during a campaign at Mike's house, while he had to sit and stew in his chair, fuming behind a cardboard screen as you kept on laughing at his jokes and drinking from his beer, gingerly brushing his hand whenever you'd take the glass from Steve, letting your touch linger for longer than usual over the boy's hand.

Touch lingering for longer than friends should touch.

He barely made it home when you'd been slammed against a wall, as you laughed at his poor attempts at putting together his shattered ego.

Even now, feeling the length of his cock snapping into you, you're relentlessly not giving up your fight, as you pretend nothing he's doing affects you.

"God, Eddie, you're such a shit lay. Why did I agree at this whole fuckbuddy thing again?" you look up at him, impenetrable eyes as you work so hard not to let him see through you.

"You're really fuckin' asking for it, sweets" he grits through his teeth, and he sees your exterior falter for a second, at the way your bottom lip shivers when his thrusts angle upwards.

"Should've gone home with Steve, at least I wouldn't be fucking bored out of my mind here. Maybe he would be actually making me feel good, wouldn't he, Eddie?" and your smirk sends him into orbit as he stills his hips.

"Alright, that's it" he huffs, grabbing you by the thighs and flipping you over as he slips out and slams back into you again. The new angle makes it really hard to keep the tough exterior going, as he keeps on hitting so deep that it makes your brain blank.

"What were you saying about Steve, sweets?" he taunts, hand reaching over to press your head against his pillow, muffling the desperate moans and whines spilling from you.

"Steve?" brain going blank, a well endowed smack against your right ass cheek drives it home.

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making, since apparently I'm such a shit lay, aren't I?" he chuckles at that, chest leaning over your back, feeling the heat and the sweat radiating from him "Answer me. Am I a shit lay, sweetness?" he says it so low it's practically a whisper as wet noises fill the room.

His other hand reaches in between your legs, and you begin squealing, feeling a familiar sense of tightness in your tummy as the volume of your noises begins to get louder and louder, feeding into Eddie's now- restored ego.

"Mhm, yeah. That's what I thought" as he delivers one more sharp thrust, feeling you fall apart around him. Gushing, while you whimper at the slow thrust he's giving you as you ride out your high.

He coos, hand sneaking up on your back, rubbing up and down "Aw, that's right, baby. You're mine, aren't you?"

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #keeksgetsasks! #moots🫶🏻 #mariah 🪐

[chrisevansdaughter]

Scott and Chris always scare each other… what about Chris accidentally scares his little toddler reader who just got up from a nap?

Maybe only Scott can calm her down after this🥺 ???

Scare games gone wrong

Paring: Brother Chris & Scott x toddler! Reader

Summary; in the height of the lockdowns for the pandemic we all remember the scare games. Let’s just see one of those times it goes wrong.

Of course the whole point of war for the other not to know when it was going to happen but add their baby sister into the mix one afternoon.

All hell breaks loose.

Scott had put y/n down for a nap and was just chilling in the kitchen. Chris no where to be seen. He knew that probably meant a scare was being schemed, but Chris wouldn’t do that whilst she was napping right? He thought.

Time went by, he was just catching up on work, reading new scripts and replying to emails whilst listening out for if y/n woke up.

Most of the time she’d just climb out of bed because she had toddler bed with a rail just for her comfort and the brothers piece of mind.

Chris went to go scare Scott running round the corner into the kitchen, he soon found out he didn’t run into to him or dodger it was a sleepy y/n with her messy bed head, dummy hanging off her sleep suit and blankie tailing behind.

“Rawr!!! Scott I got you!!!” Chris screamed.

Tears lines her eyes, conflicted at why chrissy just did that, loud cries engulfed the entire room, echoing into the living room where Scott was currently going through emails on the couch.

“Chris what the hell is going on!” He asks as he walks into the kitchen, y/n running to him away from Chris. “Come here bubbas, you’re okay, it’s okay.” He tries to console a sleepy little y/n who’s basically having a meltdown.

Chris was sheepishly stood by the fridge, trying to make y/n a bottle as a little “I’m sorry”

It took a while for Scott to calm her down, before she would even let Chris anywhere near her or even let him try and get a word in without crying again.

“Bubs, come here sweet girl I’ve got something for you” He says as he shakes the bottle up for it to be ready to present to his little love.

“Mhmh Crissy” she mumbles from behind her dummie snuggling more into Scott before fully giving Chris another chance.

“I’m sorry sunshine, Chrissy is sorry baby” he sits in her room on the nursing seat that his sister insisted upon for her room at his house.

He rocks her as he tells her how much he loves her and how sorry he is, looking down at a sleepy milk drunk bubba lull herself back into her sleepy slumber he interrupted.

He knows next time, scare games can go wrong.

And let’s just say Scott wasn’t happy with him for the rest of the day…

Thank you guys so much for being patient and understanding with my massive absence on here. I just appreciate you all so much and that you guys still want me to write your requests.

I hope you guys enjoy, and I hope you guys could show it love and reblog it 🫶🏻

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[seongminiz]

Minhee cockwarming? :3

(ily mootie pls i feel so bad that the fandom has abandoned us)

MINHEE COCKWARMING

he would try sooo hard to keep himself composed bc it definitely was his idea n he wants to prove he has enough self control to do it so bad but u feel so good around him acting all unbothered .. it won't be long before hes reduced to a whiny mess begging u to let him move , face all flushed red n eyes filled with tears as hes basically turned into a puppy in heat :3 he'll probably end up cumming earlier than he wants to bc his brain is reduced to nothing but thoughts of how good it feels to be inside u n how much he wants to breed u

on a softer note tho , cockwarming with minhee while cuddling :(( would probably turn into some somno-adjacent situation where u both just eventually end up dozing off n every time one of u wakes up maybe they move a little eliciting soft moans from the other but it doesn't escalate into anything else aaa im going to cry over this im so srs

#🍰 seongminiz ! #🧇 crvt ! #🧋moots ! #cravity smut #cravity hard hours #minhee smut #minhee hard hours #i swear luvity tumblr is on life support atp we r fr barely keeping it alive .. #its like i feel responsible for that in some way like if i dont keep writing for the vitys WHO WILL ⁉️ #ilyt 🫶🏻

[intimidatingsqueak]

anan: 1998.5.1-8 No. 1116

#nsft #1998 #scans #magazine #*resists urge to make a takuyaki joke* #i hope you all know that for every second i spent working on this one i took insane amounts of damage #anyway im not tagging him because despite everything i still value my life #but feel free to reblog and inflict damage to your followers and moots 🫶🏻

[burntheedges]

Hi Kate! It's nice to digitally meet you! I like your profile picture-- Pedro looks so cute in a flower crown!! 😍

Hi!! It’s nice to meet you, too! 🫶🏻 I saw your comment about creating more of a sense of community and I totally agree with what you said!!

And thank you 🥰 I might have a thing about flowers… and that photoshoot. lol

#ask me anything #moots 🫶🏻

[sollattes]

Ever since rain wrote that bernie fic, my thoughts have been nothing but him... @rainisawriter damn you, man. I just wanted to write my fics without bernie thoughts disrupting it

#THE FIC WAS JUST THAT GOOD OMFG #him and ice are the cause my brainrot atm #moots🫶🏻🫶🏻 #ian's notes💌 #DAMMIT RAIN LET ME LIVEEE

[keeksandgigz]

hi i am here with a horny thot. 😈

eddie buying witchy one of those dildos made of rose quartz and making her fuck herself with it while he watches.

MARIAH THE WAY I RAN TO MY LAPTOP

Horny hours indeed omg

"Eddie this is stupid" you say, huffing at the sight of the suggestively shaped crystal on your counter.

He claimed he had a surprise for you. He had you close your eyes while he stood behind you. He put it in front of you while you opened your eyes, a puzzled look on your face.

"It's rose quartz, witchy. S'gonna make your pussy love me so much, huh?" he's relentless in the way that he touches you. The way he knows that if he grazes your shoulders with the tips of his fingers he can have you whimpering in a matter of seconds.

Hands, fingers, mouth, tongue.

"It looks... cold" you look at it with a raised eyebrow, a bit offended at the idea that Eddie has boiled down your witchy interests down to sex. A pink rose quartz dildo on the kitchen counter.

"Warm it up then" he says, biting your earlobe. You sigh. He always has to win.

And so you guide him to your room, shedding yourself of your clothes in the process, aside from a pair of black knit knee socks that your pervert of a boyfriend seems to enjoy a little too much.

He perches himself on the pink brocade armchair in the corner of your room, the rose quartz tight in your hand.

"Need me to warm you up, witchy?" he asks, smug and annoying as always. A devilish smile on his lips as you shyly lay yourself down on your silk sheets, back against your headboard.

You don't need to be warmed up. You'd been ready to go since that morning, when he'd worn a cutoff shirt with a pair of sweats that were hung low on his tummy, letting his happy trail peek through the fabric.

You shake your head.

His demeanor is different than his recent submissiveness. Eyes dark and alert, contrasting yours- hazy and half- lidded.

"Gimme a show then, my pretty witch" he commands, his hands gripping the armrests of the seat as he watches you run the crystal down your body. The coldness of the surface makes your skin jump, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Your eyes don't leave his for a moment, as it reaches the apex of your thighs, you shudder at the cold object, and at how sensitive you are.

It is by no means as big as your boyfriend is, but the idea of the heavy object being inside you makes your clench around the feeling of nothingness.

"God, witchy, you're so fucking hot like this." He's palming himself through his jeans, the impatience of seeing you play with the crystal seems to be eating him alive.

"C'mon put it in" he urges, as his belt clinks open, and almost like a pavlovian training, your mouth opens a little bit. Enough for him to notice.

"My strong and powerful witchy brought down by me taking my cock out. Aren't you sweet" he chuckles, taking his dick out, letting it rest against his tummy.

His chin moves, urging you to put the crystal in. A wordless command, no more playing around. You oblige, and the feeling of it filling you up, with the cold surface of the object against the warmth of your walls provides a pleasurable contrast as you begin to fuck yourself with it.

"How's that feel, witchy? Is your pussy falling in love yet, or do I gotta give it a couple kisses first?" he taunts you, beginning to touch himself at the sight of you relentlessly fucking yourself.

You don't like the way that it's not curved, unable to hit the spot you so deeply crave. So you whine, the stretch of it so delicious you can't help but keep going, albeit it not being enough.

"Eddie- oh- please" you hiccup, looking at the way he's stroking himself, head thrown in pleasure as you're tempted to take advantage of his distraction to use your magic, to match up the thrusting movements of your hand to match up his. Perfectly in sync.

You decide against it, as his distraction is only momentary. His eyes are fixed on yours once again. A sheen of sweat on his naked torso, a lusty Adonis, as you try to thrust the quartz further inside you, eliciting a weak moan from your mouth, as an unabashed hand comes down to play with yourself.

A broken moan coming from your boyfriend, hooded eyes looking at you through his sweaty bangs.

"Witchy, you should see yourself. You look like a fucking goddess, Jesus Christ" he whispers through gritted teeth as he lets his cock go, standing up and walking towards you.

You stop with him, intrigued by the change in action. You stare at him with glassy eyes, begging him to make you feel better than the quartz inside you.

"Let's see how in love that pussy is, shall we?" he chuckles, dipping his hand in between your legs, taking the object out. You shiver at the feeling and the feeling of being empty.

A low whistle comes from Eddie.

"God, she must love me, huh? This thing is soaked. M'flattered, witchy" he says, examining the crystal.

You can't do nothing but shake, as he stands there and ponders.

"Open up that mouth, messy girl. Gotta keep it busy while I fuck you."

God i don't know what this is I'm so sorry

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[chrisevansdaughter]

Hi!!!

Could you do a Chris Evans x autistic child daughter reader where shes finished school for the holidays either Christmas or summer and she’s struggling with the routine change?

THANKS LOVE YOU MWAH

The holidays are here, the routines are out

Chris Evans x autistic daughter

Summary: finally the holidays are here, school is out and so is the routine. Chris helps reader though the struggle of routine change.

It was finally December 17th, school was out for the holidays. Three long weeks of social events and recuperation it couldn’t come sooner the relief that left your face was comforting for you dad to but he knew that with the relief came the hardship of the dreaded routine change.

Like clockwork you are up at 7am on the dot ready to go though your morning routine, by 8 it was blueberry pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast. Something was off you could sense it, you knew it was the holidays but where was your dad… you thought, that thought was soon shook off when you noticed the time. Finishing the rest of you breakfast like it was going to disappear.

You were late. You were never late. Routine it’s my routine, it’s good.

That was what tipped you over the edge. No one could ever predict how badly routine changes would affect you it was always different.

So when Chris heard a sobbed scream from the kitchen he knew the realisation had hit for you. Sprinting like his life depended on it with sleep still ever present, in his joggers that he went to bed in he got to the kitchen in 5 seconds but it felt like 5 minutes.

Gripping you softly, as to not make you hurt yourself, he murmurs “breathe for me baby, breathe.”

Hyperventilating the slow steady rise and fall of the hard object your sloped against in a exhausted pile of yourself. Slowly you come back to your senses the ringing stops, the dizziness fades. It’s your dad the lifeline you always came back to.

“Hey sweetie, you don’t have to say anything but how about we talked about a routine for the holidays, you can work on some coursework whilst I work in my office if you want to - if you think it’ll help.” Chris says noting your quiet exhausted demeanour. He knew routine was essential for you to keep some sort of grasp on reality.

“Huh, yeah that sounds good dad, thank you for always being the level head whilst I’m all wobbly and out of sorts.” A small smile formed on your face.

It made Chris’ heart flood with relief.

“My pleasure sweetheart.” He lightly kisses her forehead.

A couple of days later the plan previously mentioned was underway and it seemed to be working really well. It not only made Chris smile it made you feel content and like you had a hold of something.

Sometimes if you needed it you would go on the daily dog walk in the morning with dodger and your dad, just to get out of the same “4 walls” that sometimes drove you nuts.

But all in all the holidays were always the best regardless of if the routine was out.

Finally finally, she’s back.

I’m gonna get straight to it, I might be leaving again in a weeks time ( I don’t know i literally just get an email telling me it drives me insane) but I thought whilst I really have masses of downtime here is the first ask after a long hiatus!

Thank you so much to @remuslupinsdaughter for this ask and girl I get you! I hope you all enjoy and please don’t hesitate to send in asks and reblog!!

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#moots 🫶🏻

[ikeuverse]

let's go for a challenge, bay 😎 go to your fav playlist, random mode and put the songs on. as you go, mark a moot from here on the song you think it "resembles". hope it didn't get confusing, have fun ❣️

okay, that was fun because i have a few playlists... i randomly chose one of them and let the music roll.

so let's do it!

2) where do broken hearts go, one direction — @seunghancore

1) pull-up, jason derulo — @alvojake

3) teeth, 5 seconds of summer — @yeonzzzn

4) sweet melody, little mix — @hoondiors

5) sweet but psycho, ava max — @ja3yun

6) if i can't have you, shawn mendes — @en-ternity

7) in the name of love, martin garrix & bebe rexha — @jaylaxies

8) love drunk, boys like girls — @021894s

9) higher, sammy wilk — @heelust

10) crying in the club, camila cabello — @heeverseblog

11) shameless, camila cabello — @enhastolemyheart

12) kiss and make up, dua lipa & blackpink — @tinypepsi

i didn't put everything bc there are more than 30 songs in this playlist 😅 i let the randomness roll and these are the moots that came to mind while i was listening. i loved the challenge, thanks anon! 🫶🏻

#— bay's reply #my moots as songs in my playlist 🫶🏻

[the-writing-mobster]

Heeeey Mob! Queen, please tell me how are you so damn amazing at both writing AND art?? That's just!! Cheating!!! (stay amazing 💖💖💖)

Idk, I guess I'm just built different (run ragged)

Also I *have* to be good at art, or who else is gonna draw Fanart of my fics? (Please I'm so tired.)

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#also THANK YOUUUUU SO MUCH!??!?!? #for such a sweet ask!!!! #you're so kind Vene #💖💖💖💖💖💖 #also you were one of the first people ever to make me fanart and for that I am forever indebted to you!!!! #🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 #the writing mobster #venelona #I LOVE MY MOOTS #also sorry for not getting to this sooner #this has lowkey been an emotional support unanswered ask LMAO! #ask and answer #mob talks #mob answers

[shirefantasies]

💐🌷spread the love to the people you’re glad you’ve found in this corner of the internet 💐

Thank you so much for the love Liv 🥰🥰🥰I'm grateful to have found everyone here too~

#🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 #ask #mxliv-oftheendless #spreading the love~ #moots 💕

[cerisereids]

i'm sorry you got yelled at, you didn't deserve that 🧡 i offer you hotch and spence comforting styles:

- spencer, who unlike some's expectations, is so good at it. he's expressive and empathetic, his care reflected for you in every muscle through sympathetic frowns and smiles, whispering sweet words (that he wholeheartedly means) about how untrue it is, countering every bad thing you've been told between kisses and i love you's until you can't stop giggling and your mind is off the hurt

- aaron, who prefers acts of service, doing your chores and finishing your work, who offers to wash your hair and helps you get dressed after, who does your skincare and sighs and relaxes when you finally smile under his attentions. who asks if you need anything, and will give reassurances and distractions until that answer is unrelated to what upset you

oh ren this is so 😭😭😭😭😭 so perfect like exactly what i needed thank you so so much!!!! i appreciate u bestie🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

#moots 🫶🏻 #ren 🐇 #criminal minds #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #asks

[sollattes]

HAPPY BDAY TO MY BESTEST BAE EVER @simpforchuchu HOPE YOU THE GREATEST DAY TO DAY ML 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

#CHUCHU DAY !! #moots🫶🏻🫶🏻 #ian's notes💌

[keeksandgigz]

For phrases that make you drop to your knees… Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately… With Eddie.

god dolly i am- yk what ima let the fic do the talking

this is 18+ minors go do homework

"Jesus, baby, I can read it on your face" he chuckles out, as you watch him puff out another white cloud of smoke, nothing but a burnt roach in between his ringed fingers.

You've been staring at him blow smoke into the stuffy room of his trailer for the past five minutes, as you kept on passing the joint in between the two of you, the fullness of his lips plaguing the darkest corners of your mind. You blink at him.

"Read what?" your tone is aloof, distant, too focused at the way his ringed fingers hold on to the joint, as he puts it up to your lips. You inhale, closing your eyes, feeling the pads of his fingertips slightly brush your lips, a breath hitches in your chest.

He takes the joint back from your lips, sitting up along with you. You're encased in between his legs as he smokes the last of that roach, setting it down on an ashtray on his nightstand. A hand creeps up your cheek, thumb tapping at your bottom lip.

And like a pavlovian response, your mouth drops open while he comes closer, noses touching, and blows the smoke into your mouth. Your skin tingles, a small whimper falling from deep within your throat. A cocksure smile on the fullness of his lips, as he traces the outline of yours.

Your mouth hangs open as he seems to be closing in for a kiss, the ghost of a breath blowing from his mouth, still smelling the smokiness of the joint you two just split. There's a feverish need as you wait for him to kiss you.

He's holding you firmly by the back of the neck, to not let you get closer, while he toys with you, mocks you. Every time you try to close in on him, a tug at the baby hairs at your neck, to keep you desperate, wanting more than a shallow breath on the border of your lips.

His eyes are glossed over and bloodshot from the weed as he does it again, this time a whimper falls from your mouth. Stop teasing me.

"That you want my fingers in your mouth, sweetheart"

#god sensorial writing is so dsndjandanj #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader smut #keekswrites #keeksgetsasks! #moots🫶🏻 #dolly ���