#silver and peppermint

[pepper-ot]

I just think Silver Banshee looks really cute...

#my adventures with superman #silver banshee #my art #peppermint art

[pink-pone]

reminiscing on days gone by…

#deeeeefinitely making it a goal to do more of these #wanna let people in on all the lore my ocs have !! #instead of rotating in my brain 24/7 lol #jamie dodger #nana peppermint #silver spanner #gingerverse #ginger bread family #mlp #my little pony #mlpfim #my art #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp:fim #oc #sketches #my oc #mlp oc

[sailforvalinor]

Jill: *crying because jerks at school bully her and the teachers won’t do anything about it*

Eustace:

#I’m sorry this was always so hilarious to me #Eustace is trying his darndest to be a better person but his first move is PEPPERMINTS #BUDDY #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #eustace scrubb #jill pole #the silver chair

[mercurys-hatta]

month-old stuffies

#alice in wonderland #father william #cheshire cat #white rabbit #disney #soviet treasure island #kievnauchfilm #john silver #black dog #lucky luke #averell dalton #adventure time #lemongrab #peppermint butler #lumpy space princess #batman #mad hatter #fan art

[fruitypiconsq]

CMC + honorary CMC (at least to me) Halloween icons 💖

#mlp #my little pony #mlp g4 #cmc #cutie mark crusaders #scootaloo #apple bloom #sweetie belle #babs seed #silver spoon #gabby #diamond tiara #twist #twist-a-loo #peppermint twist #halloween #nightmare night

[highflyartist]

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I updated their refs again. And they look nice 👍🌹

#nutcracker #the nutcracker #marie stahlbaum #the nutcracker and the silver bell #cute #nutcracker oc #saragona levoy drosselmeier #my art #reference sheet #my adaptation #my story #ken leavitt #fairy tale #cartoonist #2009 #2018 #peppermint prince

[cadenceconfessions]

#mlp #my little pony #diamond tiara #twist #peppermint twist #silver spoon #babs seed

[falseroar]

Over 9k words into this murder mystery fic and the body has yet to hit the floor.

This, uh, might not be the short thing I once thought it was going to be.

#Warfstache express #to be fair it's all building up to it nicely #i just keep underestimating how long it takes to tell the story i want to tell #why does this keep happening when i write abe stories #first silver and peppermint now this #anyways camp nano's going great #less worried about what happens if i finish the story before hitting my wordcount goal than i was a week ago #so there's that

[secretcherimaybe]

Hans Brinker is actually a pretty enjoyable book

#Peanuts #Hans brinker #The silver skates #Peppermint Patty #Marcie #80s #Read #Books

[pepper-ot]

6 characters meme I did over on twitter and instagram :)

#harley quinn #dr harleen quinzel #poison ivy #black canary #puppet zelda #zelda #silver sable #gnoll #bailey #oc #my art #peppermint art #6 characters

[pink-pone]

pirate crew is complete 😎 let's go!!!

#pirate crew #my oc #gingerverse #bruce ironjaw #silver spanner #ruby cutlass #tiger lily #sandy skye #nana peppermint #oc #mlp oc #my art #mlp art #mlp #my little pony #mlpfim #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp:fim

[themotherf-inpope]

#earrings #walmart #ho ho ho #silver #peppermint #red #white

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

requested by @carolmunson 18+

“More.”

It wasn’t a whine, or a whimper, or even a sultry request. It was a demand, petulant and spat between gritted teeth because the boy wasn’t giving you what you wanted.

Eddie huffed out a laugh without any humour, dark and breathy, his large hands grabbing tight at the dough of your hips and he slammed into you, shoving his cock a little deeper, just like you’d told him. He grinned when you whined, brows furrowed as he tried not to come too quick but you were stretched out on his bed in front of him, face pressed to his sheets, back arched and ass popped out real pretty for him.

“You didn’t say please,” Eddie tutted, going back to the lazy, slow strokes he’d started with. “You’re bein’ real fuckin’ rude, sweetheart.”

You groaned, eyes rolling in annoyance and you squirmed in his hold, shoving yourself back onto his cock so it nudged that spot you wanted it to hit.

“Told you,” you moaned. “I had a bad day, Eddie, I’m not in the mood to be tea—”

Eddie pulled all the way out, your cunt clenching around nothing and you whined, gasping out curses but you were suddenly flipped, manhandled into your back and Eddie crowded you, hands grabbing at your wrists and pinning you to the sheets.

He was smoke and spice and peppermint gum, his curls falling loose from the band he’d used to pull them back into a bun. He leaned over you, nose nudging yours, his silver chain brushing against your parted lips. You wanted to bite it. You wanted to beg him to fuck you like this, with your knees pressed between your chests so you could suck on the metal links.

“You’ve been actin’ like a brat since you got home,” he was rough about it, voice cracking, hands keeping you from squirming no matter how much you tried. “Huh? Been a bit too bitchy for my liking, babe, you got a real attitude.” Eddie tsked again, gathering both your wrist in one of his hands and he used the other to smack at the meat of your ass when you tried to break free.

“Eddie!”

The boy waited, levelling you with a stare that had you settling back into the pillows and the boy stilled. You didn’t ask him to stop, you didn’t call for red, or even yellow. So he grinned again, teeth sharp and ready to bite and nip and tease some more.

But then he was off of you, sitting back against the headboard and stroking lazily over his cock, hard and slick from your cunt. He laughed at your outraged expression before he nodded to his lap.

“You wanna act like you’re in charge? Huh?” Eddie settled back, let his hand drop to his side. “Wanna run that damn mouth and give me lip? Ride it yourself, then, sweetheart. And be quick about it.”

#Eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #Eddie munson fic #Eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #Eddie munson fanfiction #Eddie munson oneshot #Eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #Eddie munson drabble #Eddie baby blurb

[konigsblog]

I betcha konig has crooked teeth, probably with a small gap between hus front teeth. And a big nose, with a bump as a result of it being broken multiple times in his life

definitely. big nose-könig is canon... it has to be !! (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) 🦷

although, i see könig to have sharp features, so his roman nose fits perfectly with his strong jawline, as well as his bright, silver eyes.

thinkin' about sitting on his face, rocking yourself back and forth lazily through delirium and ecstasy on his large, sharp nose whilst he drags his tongue back and forth, slipping inside your tight hole to taunt you as you squeak out a plea for more, as he suckles at your sensitive, wet clit. :3

big nose-könig loves nose kisses (as well as jawline and neck kisses... he likes kisses everywhere !!) he adores when you press your forehead against his, kissing his nose softly and tenderly, his strong arms tightening around your waist as he listens to the distant sound of music playing, or the sound of the rain pattering against the glass window.

although, i don't see könig having crooked teeth. actually, i believe his bottom teeth may be a little out of place, from not wearing his retainers after braces, as well as a slight gap between his front teeth. although, his other teeth seem to be in good condition and don't look noticeably out of place, and i think he'd have perfect oral hygiene.

#1 believer that könig doesn't like the dentist from past experiences. would probably faint at the sight of the needle as a kid (probably has a huge fear of them, despite his rough appearance and brute, burly body.)

loves peppermint gum, strawberry too (gross)... thinkin' about soft moments with dad-könig, brushing his little girls teeth as she fights sleep... 🪥

#orla speaks #könig headcanons #konig hcs #konig headcanons #könig cod #könig call of duty #könig modern warfare #könig mw2 #könig mwii #konig smut #könig x you #könig x reader #könig x y/n #konig x you #konig x reader #könig fanfiction

[luveline]

Jade my dear I just had an idea for prince Steve… what if he got hurt (fencing or something??? honestly idk) & reader freaks out even though their relationship is fairly new? Or idk how your soulmate au works but maybe she can feel it too? Or idk!! I’d just love to see what you could do with that, but no pressure either way 🫶🏼

ty for requesting!! fem!reader, 1.1k

“Holy fuck!” Steve says, yanking his leg back from the doctor’s cold hands, and hurting his knee worse than ever. “Fuck!” 

“Steven,” she says with an eye roll, used to his lack of carefulness by now. 

“What the fuck.” 

“It’s not that bad. You haven’t even torn anything. It’s a sprain at worst.” 

“I will never walk again.” 

“Fingers crossed,” Robin says, kicking her legs up onto the end of his medical bed. Her hat slips down into her eyes, her naked knees red from ten minutes in the grass trying to persuade Steve into standing again. 

“It hurt so bad. Are you sure I can’t have morphine?” he asks. 

The doctor tightens the bandages one last time around Steve’s knee. “Absolutely not. I’ll make you a peppermint tea for the inflammation. You’ll be better by tomorrow.” 

It throbs evilly. Steve doesn’t believe even for a moment that his knee will be better by tomorrow, he can’t walk without help. “I want to see another doctor,” he decides. 

“Sure,” the doctor says. “Tomorrow.” 

Steve sinks down into the pillows unhappily. What kind of royal life is this? Nobody ever takes him seriously, they couldn’t care less that he’s injured, and now he’s doomed to sit inside for who knows how long in the suffocating heat and the smothering presence of his attendants. Worst day ever. 

“Where’s Y/N?” he asks, because if he’s going to suffer, he’s going to be spoiled about it. “I want to see her.” 

“She’s in her political etiquette class,” Robin says from under the hat, unmoving. 

“That’s dumb. She doesn’t like politics or etiquette. Can we have her pulled out?” 

“Sure, Steve, we’ll disrupt her entire day because you slipped on dry grass.” 

Steve tries to catch the eye of one of the serfs lining the room and by the door, but they’re smart to his ways, and they look away. He doesn’t care. He’s a prince. “Hello? Can someone go and get her, please?” 

They all stand still but uncomfortable for a moment, and then one says, “She’s coming down the hall as we speak, your highness.” 

“Aw, yes,” he says, propping up on his elbows to look out the doorway. There you are, in a pretty, breezy dress you aren’t used to wearing and your hair in one of the new fashions, silver bracelets tinkling on your wrist as you speed walk to the door.

“Hello,” you say, breathless, still shy despite having married him and kissed him more times than he can count (seventeen).

“Sweetheart,” he says, “I’ve been grievously harmed.” 

“They told me, and I–” You rub your index fingernail between the thumb and index of the other hand. “I can feel it,” you say, an embarrassed and adorable smile on your lips as you waver in the door. “Are you okay?”

“You have to sit down and have some morphine too,” he says quickly. 

“You aren’t having any morphine,” Robin says. 

You weave around servants and the dressing table to stand by his bed. He’s pleased to realise you want to sit hip to hip with him, moving over despite his screaming knee, and putting his arm behind you as you hoist yourself onto the bed. “Hello,” he says, audibly charmed by you as he kisses your cheek. He rubs the kiss with the back of his finger. “Didn’t hurt you too much, did I?” 

“It feels like I’ve had a cramp,” you say. “But it’s not– I can’t imagine how it feels for you.”

“I’m sorry to hurt you,” he says.

“Ew,” Robin grumbles, covering her face with skinny hands. 

“Sorry, Robin.” You wipe your forehead. “I freaked out.”

“Don’t say sorry to her,” Steve says, putting his hand on your hip just to watch you fluster, “she’s bitter. Let me rub your knee.”

“What about your knee? What did you even do?”

“I fell. A little. A minor fall.” 

“Will you be alright?” 

“Honey, I’m in agony, and they won’t treat me, and you’re sitting with me, so I’m already fine.” 

Confusion in your gaze melds to sweetness. You’re practically heart-eyed leaning into his side, wrapping your arm around his stomach. You rarely initiate hugs from fear of being overbearing, and he can’t believe his luck. He’ll be eating grass more often. 

“I can feel that you aren’t fine. Are you going to be okay? Seriously, Steve, are you hurting?”

Your soul mark burns a light blue. He’s narrowed your colours down, he thinks, maybe, though they tend to change. Blue means love and affection. He’s a more classic guy —when he’s in love, his soul mark burns a gaussian pink just as it does now. 

“Oh, you can feel it?” he asks.

“Don’t start.” 

“We’re so connected,” he says quietly, teasingly, a flirtation for your ears alone. “It’s almost like we’re soulmates or something. Suns, I wish. I’d be a lucky guy, huh? Connected to a girl like you?” He draws a line from just below your ear to your chin. “I’d feel like a prince among men.” 

“Stop,” you whisper, in a tone that suggests you’d very much like him to continue. 

Nonetheless, he drops his hand in favour of kissing you instead, pressing his lips softly to your cheek. His leg throbs with angry pain and a headache brews between his eyes, but he’s not kidding about being fine. Everything feels better when you’re with him. You truly are the half to his whole, no matter how new your relationship might be. 

“How was your morning?” he asks. 

“Being a princess is awful.” 

“Yes, but it suits you.” 

You turn your face to his, close enough to kiss. It’s very tempting for Steve, but he lets you say what’s clearly on your mind. “I had a funny feeling about you this morning, like something bad was going to happen, and I wanted to be with you in case but they wouldn’t let me out of meditation. Do you think I was having a premonition?”

“Maybe. They wouldn’t let you out?” 

“Morine said I need to have better discipline if I’m going to be queen.” 

He laughs and wraps his arms around you completely for a full, loving hug. “You will be queen, no ifs about it, so you need to start acting like one and have more hissy fits to visit your pathetic husband.” He kisses your cheek three times in quick succession. 

Your soul mark intensifies slowly, until it burns a beautiful, coruscating blue that dances over the skin of your wrist as you hug him back. “You’re the opposite of pathetic.” 

“No, I was. Ask Robin.” 

“He was,” Robin says. 

“But I’m totally cooler now,” he promises. 

You let your face fall into the curve of his neck, tickling him with your smile. “You’re so cool, Steve.” 

“My lovely liar.” He kisses the top of your head. 

“As touching as this is, I have your tea ready now, young Steven,” the doctor says. 

Steve pretends he can’t hear her. 

#prince!steve au #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington drabble #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things

[whimsigothwitch]

Yule (December 21st)

Also know as Yuletide/Winter Solstice, we celebrate the longest night and shortest day of the year. After the solstice, the days are slowly getting longer again. Celebrate with family and friends, reflect on the past year and make plans for the coming year.

Correspondences for Yule: Symbols of Yule | Yulelog, tree, witch yule balls, fire, candles, holly, mistletoe, pinecones, deers, snow, garlands, wreaths, bells, lights. Colors | White, silver, gold, blue, red, green, burgundy. Spells | Planning/new beginnings, blessing, family/hearth, love, reflecting. Crystals | Clear quartz, citrine, snow quartz, snowflake obsidian, bloodstone, ruby. Herbs and flowers | Peppermint, sage, cinnamon, anise, pine, rosemary, ginger. Food | Apple pies, cakes, cookies, meats, nuts, gingerbread, chocolate, egg nog. Activities | Make wreaths, yulelog, bake for family and friends, go for a walk in nature, light candles, decorate your Yuletree, reflect on the past year, decorate your space and altar.

#whimsigothic #whimsigoth #whimsical #whimsigoth room #whimsigothcore #whimsigothaesthetic #witchy aesthetic #witches #witchy #witchyvibes #witch #witchcraft #witchythings #witchcore #witch aesthetic #witch blog #whimsical aesthetic #aesthetic #whimsigoth style #witchy vibes #yule #yuletide #winter solstice #xmas #christmas #yule log #yule aesthetic #yule altar #wheel of the year #sabbats