#I’m sending you so many kisses and hugs and love 💕💕💕💕💕

[rozicheeks]

first of all

FUCKING WOW!

i never thought i would see the day you had a Fansly! thank you! thank you! thank you! thank you! thank you!

i subbed to your "My Lovers" tier and liked and commented on everything! i cannot wait to see what you post next!

ABSOLUTELY GLORIOUS!

Check out my fansly 🥺💕

[shouyuus]

I NEED more Vi!!!! 😭😭 maybe modern!mechanic!vi? And sweet!innocent!reader comes one day into her shop because she thinks something is wrong with her car (lots of things are wrong with her car, she has no idea how to take care of it)? And Vi flirting with reader with a big smirk on her face because reader keeps looking at her arms and keeps blushing and stuttering? 👀 any thoughts?

(if that’s not your type of fanfic that’s totally okay too!! I looooove your blog! Lots of love 💕)

MECHANIC!VI??????!!! MY DREAMMMMMM Need to hug that anon who sent the ask as of now😫😫

I’m the one that send the mechanic!vi! Ask!!! I can’t believe you already thought of it 😂😂 I’m sooooo excited to see what you have to say about it!! Also, I just reader your pitfighter!vi? And omggg it’s so goooddddd!!!!!! The only thing I can think about is that she could kill you in under a minute but she would actually be so gentle when she came to kiss you for the first time!! 😭😭 the contrast between force and gentleness 😩

HELLO my lovely mechanic!vi anons <3 i've finally written the thing and i hope u guys enjoy(ed)!!! it def is going to become... another cinematic universe on this blog bc i have SO many thoughts about mechanic!vi it's actually a little insane sldkfjsd

also YES pitfighter!vi would be super gentle the first time she kisses you and like as much as i ALSO thirst for like broken, mean vi (which is canon in the series sigh) where she like uses and abuses u, like in my heart of hearts, i always wanna give her that softness u__u so imma always be selfish and give her that hehe. the way she'd lean in close and cup ur cheeks, wonder to herself (briefly) if ur really real ,or just another one of her fucked up daydreams (you're real, you assure her, the morning after the first time; she's so surprised to find you still there in her bed and her heart breaks a lil bit) WOW ANYWAYS <3 it rly IS the duality for me !!!!

[bunnyinvanilla]

ahhhhhh i’m in love with your blog!!!! your reader is so freaking cute!!!!! may i request maybe a reader who finally gets to show sugar daddy john her comfy thigh highs? i think he’d absolutely love them

sending you all the love 💕💕💕 - Lover

thank you lovelyy!!! sending you all the hugs and kisses and smooches , he’d go crazy over them !! innocent in a luring way? he wants to take care of her and protect her from the rest of the world and pamper her but also rip off those thigh highs with his teeth-

🎀| sugar daddy!john price x sugar baby!fem reader, innocence kink, ddlg, that’s it, pure fluff though! price is very hot and old and reader is very young and sweet eheh, laaarge age gap (price is in his 40s and reader is 21)

“do you like them, sir?” your dollish eyes are set on the new pair of stockings you’re wearing, as milky and light as your skin, embroidered with the most delicate fabric — you love thigh highs, they make you feel soft and cute, and you can never own too many since most of them get on the floor and ripped by a certain captain…

you don’t notice the way his eyes are stuck on your legs, the second skin hugging your thighs in a way that makes him want to replace them wish his hands, his scarred, warm hands — his mind hungrily feasting on how he could rip the new pair, keep it in the pocket of his uniform to carry with him to every mission, but you would get upset if he destroyed another pair, you just love collecting them and keep them as they were new :(

your voice lingered in the air like heart shaped bubbles and he quickly regains consciousness, clearing his throat and shifting on his seat “mmh? what was that, doll?”

“the…thighs” you finally look up at him, thin uncertainty in your voice when he doesn’t answer right away, blinking cutely, doubting. “do you like them? they’re new”

“yeah, yeah angel i do, they’re adorable” he gives you a little smile, the one you like to call ‘quokka’ smile, and give him one of your own, cheeks painted red, blushing timidly.

or he could steal them from you, and get a new pair for you to keep everyday, hundreds, in exchange, you just look so edible wrapped in your innocence and thighs highs, it seems to him they have no purpose other that make him bite down his fist and—

“im glad daddy, theyre my new favorites, they were impossible to find, with the embroidered roses and—“

here goes his daydream crashing into million pieces, with that, he knows you’ll never let him rip those thigh highs while he devours you even for a million more promised to come. :(

oh, girls. young girls, to be specific.

[rivendellwatch]

🌙✨🧸 That’s a wrap on Cozy Cuddle Week! 🧸✨🌙

Hello hello my dearest snugglers, fluff-masters, and creators of serotonin and softness!!!!💖

As of yesterday, the AO3 collection for Cozy Cuddle Week has officially closed — and I just want to say, with all the warmth of a Hobbit hearthfire and the devotion of a particularly clingy elvish steward (you know who), thank you. Truly!!!!!💌

This event has been… a gift. I don’t say that lightly. In the midst of everything going on in fandom — the drama, the messiness, the algorithm noise — this week felt like a pause. A moment to breathe. A soft place to land, full of laughter, sweetness, and tenderness, wrapped in warm blankets and soft kisses and found families falling asleep next to one another. 💫

You made that happen. Each of you.🫂

Whether you posted a fic, a sketch, a silly meme, a reblog, a lovely comment, or simply read and supported others quietly from the shadows — thank you. It all mattered. Every bit of it added to the feeling of shared coziness and joy that this week brought.🧡

I want to especially thank the people who took a chance on this little prompt list, or tried something new — who maybe never shared their work before, or felt nervous doing fluff, or hadn’t written in a while. You’re incredibly brave and I’m so proud of you. And to all the fluff week veterans who returned with open arms, I loved seeing your names and tags pop up again like familiar faces at a favorite café!!!☕

Every piece — every cuddle, every blanket fort, every accidental bed-sharing moment — was a joy. I read so many works where I actually felt myself physically relax, like my body exhaled reading the gentleness you poured into your stories and art. What a beautiful thing to share.

This event was also a breath of fresh air for me personally. Organizing these cozy chaos weeks has been a balm for my heart, and I’m so grateful to everyone who made it such a joyful experience. Your kindness in the DMs, your feedback, your excitement, your tag rambles — it all meant more than I can say. Thank you for being so lovely.

A huge thank you to: @greenleaf4stuff , @varda-star-queen , @lullaby-lilies , @iwanderbecauseimlost , @koyaildoesstuff , @mysteriesunfoldthemselves , @wowstrawberrycow , @thephoenixandthecrocodile , @elvendreamsfics , @ffigwit , @everthestormbraver , @adarssuggestionbox , @lya-dustin , @finchinmoria , @xximmortalkissxx , @hobbitinnumenor , @nekroticism , @finrodsketchbook , @hikarielizabethbloom , @eowyn7023 , @tulacastrej , @aroacebaggins , @tentative-tolkienite for joining, and all the other amazing peeps sharing and cheering on everyone!!!!💖💖💖

You guys rocked and I cannot thank you enough for joining us on this fluff-filled adventure, bringing such a breath of fresh air in this fandom!!!💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Our beloved AO3 collection has officially reached 26 WORKS, peeps!!! 🥹💖 That’s 26 cozy, fluffy, snuggly, sweet little bundles of joy all tucked together in one warm archive corner — I’m absolutely melting. Thank you all for sharing your softness and creativity so generously!! 🧸💤✨

Here is the link to get access to our collection besties!!!

For those who want to share thoughts, there's also an optional feedback form down below — feel free to fill it out if you’d like, it helps for future events (and also warms my lil event-runner heart 💕)!

🍑 SPICE WEEK 🍑 will be coming later (the 16th of June and we'll have 10 DAYS). Prepare yourselves. Fluff week was the gentle kiss on the forehead. Spice week is... well. You’ll see 😌🔥

But until then: Take care of yourselves. Be gentle with your hearts. Keep creating, even if just for yourself. You deserve softness, and so much more.

Thank you again for making this event magical. I’m sending you all a thousand virtual hugs, mugs of hot cocoa, and very clingy fantasy characters who want to nap in your lap.

With love and warm blankets,

Bucky aka @rivendellwatch

[toldthatdevil]

Heyy! I saw that ur request are open and just wanted to make one <3 so

I broke contact off with my mother today and she told me that she dont want me as her daughter and that im stupid and stuff so maybe

Cg winterwidow x little reader where she broke contact off with her mom and just need comfort ❤️

(I used she her pronous if ur not comfy with writing for a female reader than gn pleasee❤️❤️)

I hope you have a nice day 💕😻

Safe With Them | CG!Winterwidow x Little!Reader

pairings: cg!Winterwidow x Little!Reader

summary: Natasha and Bucky are there for you after breaking contact off with your mother

warnings: Age regression/CG themes (SFW), emotional hurt/comfort, mentions of parental neglect and hurtful words (not detailed, but implied), soft reassurance, lots of cuddles and safety.

a/n: First of all, I just want to send you the biggest hug. I'm so sorry for what you are going through, you deserve so much better and I hope this little fic brings you some comfort 💖

***

You haven’t spoken a word since it happened. Not since you finally made the decision to cut contact with her. You knew it had been a long time coming but the decision to do it, to actually do it, was the hardest thing you ever had to do. But she said one too many awful, painful things to you and now they kept repeating in your mind, no matter how hard you tried to block them out.

She made you feel so small, like a tiny, fragile thing in a world that was suddenly too big and too loud for you to function in. So you did the only thing you could think of, with there being nowhere else you could go. You crawled into Bucky and Natasha’s bed, curled up into a ball and clutched your favourite stuffie close to your chest.

That’s where Natasha found you.

Nothing was said when she saw you, not at first. She just sat silently beside you, gently running her fingers through your hair, her other hand resting lightly on your back. “You don’t have to talk, sweetheart,” she murmured. “I’m gonna to be right here.”

It didn’t take long for Bucky to appear in the room, the expression on his face softening as he took in the scene of you and Natasha before him on the bed. Without hesitating he climbed into bed behind you, wrapping his arms around you protectively. “I gotcha, kiddo,” he whispered, “You’re safe here.”

You let out a shaky breath, squeezing your stuffie tighter to you. “She…she said she doesn’t want me,” you finally mumbled, your voice barely above a whisper. “That I’m stupid and…” Your throat tightened. “And that she doesn’t love me.”

You felt Natasha’s fingers still for a moment before she shifted, gently tilting your chin up so you’d look at her. “Hey. Listen to me, sweetheart.” Her voice was firm but full of warmth. “That is not true. Not even a little bit.”

Bucky pressed a soft kiss to the back of your head. “People say things sometimes that are more about them than about you,” he said quietly. “And I know it hurts, but just because she said it doesnt make it true.”

Natasha nodded in agreement. “You are so loved. By us. By the people who truly care about you. Nothing she says can change that.”

Tears welled in your eyes at her words, “but it still hurts.”

“I know, baby,” Bucky murmured. “And we’re gonna hold you through it. For as long as you need.”

Natasha lay down beside you, pulling the blankets up around all three of you as Bucky tightened his arms around your waist. Their warmth, their steady breathing, the softest way Natasha traced patterns on your arm - it was everything you needed.

You were safe. You were Loved. You were Home.

[muneca-lemon-steppa]

Elysium

General Marcus Acacius x f!Reader

fluff; worrying about death and war

A/N: Hello my darling angels! Yes this a change of pace, but Pedrito was always my first love, and the trailer made me stupid. I’m thinking about making this part of a greater series. Lemme know what yall were thinking!! Hugs and Kisses 💕 - Mo

I will be in soon. Do not feel a need to wait.

That had been many hours ago, whispered through plush chapped lips against your temple. The fire of the horizon has long since dipped behind the hills, the sky now awash in that rich velvet speckled with diamonds. The incense, gifted by your mother on your wedding day, had long burnt out, the final wisps of jasmine kissing the unwrinkled cotton of your marriage bed. The hour is far too late. He should have retired hours ago. He is due to leave at first light. That first light which will not wait for him.

You did not even bother with sandals or your shawl. No one would see you. The servants would be in their quarters, resting. As he should be doing. As you should be doing. But instead, you follow the dull thudding sound of metal against wood and canvas and cotton, emanating from the training room across the atrium from your bedroom. The breeze caresses your bare cheek and shoulders, a chill coursing through you alongside the cold of the marble under your feet.

There… glowing in the light of low flames and wonder of his raw power, your husband. The Great General: Marcus Acacius. Crack after crack, he slaughters the immobile assailants that wear the faces of his enemies. Both past and future. The sweat of his brow, and the sheen on his darkened skin tell you all your need to know. He’s been at this for hours. The entire time you were ordered to be asleep in your bed, he has been waking up that monster he sends to slumber upon coming through those doors.

“I thought I told you to sleep carissima.”

His bare chest heaved, regarding your soft form lingering in the doorway. Without the finery. Without the pins and pearls adorning your hair and the gold dripping off your body, you looked… as if this is how you should always be. Gentle. Vulnerable. Secure in knowing your husband would come home every night. With a jerk of his head summoning you inward, you follow him inside, arms tight around you. Your eyes trail the sure and solid way he puts his weapons up. “The orders said you’d be leaving at first light… your horses are ready and Gaius has prepared your things. Why do you not sleep?”

He hums as he splashes the cool fragrant water over his face and neck. “Correct carissima… orders which are for me. Not for the lady of the house.”

“And I suppose you are stronger without sleep? Enemies mistake a yawn for the roar of a lion?”

Marcus tosses the linen in his hands to a corner, stalking towards you. With gentle but firmly calloused hand he takes your chin to gaze at you, “The Gods did not warn me that my wife would be so insolent.”

“Perhaps they remembered how easily bored you become.”

A small smile graced his full lips, caressing your cheek. “Come.”

You allow him to take your hand to lead you back to your quarters, the jasmine still lingering in the air. Though you blow out the lamps, and take your side of the bed, Marcus still does not lay his head. Even in the pale blue moonlight you see his broad muscles rippling, resting his arms on his knees. You pull yourself to him, wrapping your arms around his thick middle. “Do you fear?”

“Not for myself. Not of death.”

“Because in death you will find Elysium?”

He turns, finally laying down beside you, and pulling you to his chest in the sheets, “Elysium is in your eyes. There is no death to fear.”

“Then what keeps you unsettled?”

His hands caress your shoulders, seemingly reveling in the smoothness that so contrasts his life. You marvel at him. His dark eyes and even darker lashes. The sliver that adorns his temples and jaw. The statuesque nature of his nose. He is handsome. He always was, from the first day you met him at your wedding feast. But now, your heart carries a different weight than it did on that day.

“I am unsettled… for I feel as though there is a greater game being played… and I am but a pawn. A pawn in this game I did not agree to play.”

“Are we in danger Marcus?”

“No. Not yet. But after this order, I will begin preparations.”

You traced idle patterns along the scars of his chest, “For what husband?”

He grabbed your hand, kissing the tips of your fingers in reverence, “Do not worry about it now carissima. Just know that I will return, and there will be no more fighting for me. No more orders. We will go beyond the cities. Borders of the empire. Where it will be quiet. And nothing will touch our gardens.”

“Will you not become bored of the quiet?”

“I have other interests beyond killing.”

“Such as?”

“Pestering my young wife mostly. I also enjoyed gardening as a child.”

You attempt to push him away from you, greatly annoyed at his attempt at a joke. But he merely chuckled and pulled you even closer. “It is a shame you could not be a soldier carrisima. That fire is going to waste.”

“The Gods have made it your punishment to bear it. And they have it mine to suffer you.”

He chuckles even more even as you scowl, “You come back home Marcus Acacius.”

Marcus looks at you, that look he’s been giving you more recently, that makes your stomach flip and heart beat faster. “Always. Nothing can keep me from you.”

You sigh. Signing to Marcus that that was a suitable answer. For now. You were rarely satisfied. Particularly when it came to him and potential danger. If he could, he would live in this moment forever. You in his arms. No one near to pester. No one to pull him from you. Neither of you planned to enter this marriage. But in these months… he dared think that maybe you were beginning to mirror his own hopes. “Sleep little dove. I will wake you before I leave.”

You nodded, pushing your face into his chest. And for a moment, he could’ve sworn he felt hot tears pooling on his skin.

He would come back. He had to.

[the-fiction-witch]

Chats

Media - House Of The Dragon AU Character - Gwayne Hightower Couple - Gwayne X Reader Reader - Y/n (GF) Rating - 18+ Masturbating/ Sexting/ nudity Word Count - 2364

Gwayne lay down on the bed inside the guest room, letting out a sigh after a long day of dealing with his sister and the general chaos of the family having gathered under one roof. He didn’t really want to be involved in it all even just after two days of it he was already ready to pack his things into his car and scamper under the cover of night. But he knew he had to stay, he’d never near the end of it if he didn’t.

He pulled out his phone, the first time since arriving he’d even had the chance to look at it. And he saw one new message -

Y/n (Darling 💜) -

“Hey, how's Kings Landing?”

Gwayne (Hubby 💚) -

“It’s wonderful. So happy to be home 🫠 I swear to god it gets worse every time I visit, I’m surprised no one killed each other over dinner.”

“Aww yeah that does sound awful, are you okay though Gwayne? No trouble?”

“No trouble. Nothing to worry your pretty little head over, 😘”

“But I can't even give you a cuddle and a kiss to make you feel better 😥”

“I miss cuddling with you and receiving your kisses. Your embrace always makes my worries and concerns melt away and I feel safe in your arms.”

“Awww 😘😘”

“Your kisses are my favourite things in the world. They always make my heart flutter. I love you. 💋💖💞❤️‍🔥”

“Aww love you too Gwayne, 🥰💕 I'm sure it won't be too long till you can come home to Oldtown”

“Yes, although it's only been two days since I left Oldtown, it feels like a very long time. I miss you, my love. I can't wait to come back to Oldtown and see you again. When I return, I'll give you the tightest hug I can give, and then cover your face and neck with countless kisses.”

“I'll hold you to that 😘, it is very lonely here all by myself, I miss you 😥 the bed is far too big without you”

“When I come back to Oldtown, the first thing I'll do is give you the biggest, tightest hug I can give, then I'll cover your face and neck in countless kisses, and then, I'll pull you onto our bed and hold you in my arms all night. I miss you too. My days are far too long without you. All I can look forward to is hugging you tightly and giving you many kisses. 😘💖💞❤️‍🔥”

“Just hold me? Or will you do other things in our bed to show me how much you missed me Gwayne? 😈”

“Oh, I'll definitely do other things, my love. I'll show you how much I missed you with more than just hugs in bed. 😈”

“Ooooh ☺️”

“Indeed. My lips, my hands and my tongue will show you just how much I missed you while I was at Kings Landing. 💋👅😋”

“I'm sure you will, you do have such skills in that area 😝😈😘”

“My skills in that area are even better when I miss you. And I've missed you an awful lot lately. 😈😘🥰❤️‍🔥💋”

“Perhaps I should be a little mean 😉☺️😈💕”

Y/n then sent a photo of her in their bedroom in her green silk nightie

“Perhaps you should. 😈😘”

Gwayne replies with a photo, showing him sitting on the bed, dressed only in his jeans, leaning back, with his hands holding his hair and biting his lip 😋

“Awww now your being mean 😭 how can you show me that and not let me cuddle up and lay in my favourite spot 😭”

“Oh, we'll definitely cuddle up and lay in your favourite spot when I get back to Oldtown, my love. 😋🥰😘❤️‍🔥 And I'll kiss your hair and neck and face and give you many hugs and kisses, I promise. I'll love you all night. But, I will admit that being this far away from you is making me quite playful and naughty in our texts. 😈😘”

“I can tell 💜 naughty boy 😈”

“Oh, it's not my fault. You bring out the naughty in me, my love. 🥰😈😘 You make me want to be playful and frisky with you. 😈😋❤️‍🔥 And it's not my fault that I know you love it when I act naughty. 😏😘”

“Did you want me to stop? 😝”

Y/n sends another photo this one her nightie is tight against her body revealing her every curve and lack of bra, biting her lips as she wears his favourite purple lipstick

“Oh, please don't stop, my love. 😈😘”

Gwayne can't help but let out a little moan when he sees the new photo. He leans back and lets out a loud sigh, before replying with a photo this one showing Gwayne's lower body as he lies on his back, his jeans now pulled down a little, revealing his V and stomach,

“Oohh Gwayne 😘😘 didn't realise you missed me that badly 😉 what's going on in that lovely picture then? 💜”

“Oh, I can't help it. Seeing you in your lovely photos is making me miss you awfully. 😍😘😏”

“Awww you poor thing 😘😘😘”

“Yes. Without you, I'm in quite a desperate state, my love. 🥺😘💜”

The response is a photo of Gwayne's face with an exaggerated pout. A small drop of drool at the corner of his mouth

“Awww your drooling over me darling 💜 my poor desperate Gwayne all lovely and hard without his lady 😘😘 This you - 🤤😍”

Y/n then sent a picture of her blowing him a kiss with only he hands concealing her from the waist up,

Gwayne has to take several deep breaths before he replies to her latest photo. He bites his lower lip hard

“Oh, my love. Your photos are going to be the end of me. 💜💜😘”

Another photo follows, this one showing his lower body again, his jeans pulled down a little more, with one hand clearly inside them

“Oooh busy boy I see 😘👋”

“Well, I'm quite helpless to not be a naughty boy when I see your lovely photos. I can't exactly keep my hands to myself, now can I? 😈😘💜”

The photo he replies with shows his torso and head. His lower lip is very red from how hard he is biting it, there's a soft flush to his face, and his hair is now messy and dishevelled

“Can I see? 🥺 You know how much I love watching you play with it 😍😘”

“Of course you can, my love. How can I say no to you? ☺️💜😘”

A video follows, starting with Gwayne's face, looking at her while biting his lip, with a clear look of intense, barely contained need on his face. Slowly, the camera pans out and down his body, until it reached his lower body, and shows his hand in his jeans The camera then moves again, this time showing his hand moving and his lower body arching up from the bed, until he lets out an intense little gasp and his muscles contract, followed by him letting out a long, low moan

“Ooohh Gwayne darling 😘😘😘💕 i should have known you missed be that badly my poor poor darling so desperate without me 💜🍆”

“Ohhh, yes. I'm very desperate without you, my love. 😣💜😘 Gods, I need you right now. 💜💜💜”

Y/n sends a video of her own she blows him a kiss and then pulls back her hands letting him see her bare breasts

“This what you miss so much darling 😘😘🍼”

“Oh oh oh 🤤😍💜💜💜”

After watching it, Gwayne is completely lost for a moment, his mind clouded. It takes a while before he responds, and all he can write, is an incoherent jumble of letters, clearly typed one-handed

“My love. I'm so sorry for my incoherent message just now. I just couldn't type anything after seeing you in that video. You're too damned gorgeous. 💜💜🔥🔥🔥”

“Awww 😘😘😘 my poor Gwayne all lonely and desperate 😭 but we both know why you were only typing one-handed 👋 the other ones busy isn't it? 🍆”

“Oh gods. Yes. Yes it is. 😘😘😈💜🍆 I miss you so much, my love. I need you so badly.”

“My poor darling 😘 how about a little something to help you? 🍾”

Y/n then sends a little video as she pushes the nightie away completely and lets the camera see everything, she moves to start slowly rubbing on her slit and the video ends just as she softly moans his name

“Ohohohhoh. Ohhh gods. Yes. Please 😍💜🥰😘”

Gwayne is almost completely lost when he watches the video, and has to take a little time to recover, before he responds

“My love. That was absolutely wonderful, but it's made me need you even more now. You're amazing, my goddess 😍💜💜”

“If you send me a video I'll send you one too, if you hurry I'll let you watch me ⛲”

“Ohhh yes. I'll send it. I can't wait to see more of you 💜”

The video Gwayne sends starts with his face. He's flushed, his hair is a mess and there's a clear look of desperate need in his eyes. After letting her see his face, the camera then slowly travels down his body, until it reaches his lower body, and shows his hand busy with his hard cock,

“Awww my poor darling 😘😘”

She replies with her own video showing her thrusting her fingers inside herself,

“Ohh, my love. You're so good to me. 💜💜💜”

His own breathing is becoming erratic, and his hand picking up speed as he watch her video again, and again

she then sent a cute little picture of a small silicone toy on their bedsheets

“Can I? As your not here... Pretty please 🥺🥺😘”

“Oh, my love. You can do whatever you want. I don't mind one bit. As long as I can watch you do it, I'd be happy. 💜😘”

“😘💜”

Y/n sends the video, showing off everything, she first gives the toy a kiss and then moves it down her body and begins to work showing him everything form the perfect angle as she loudly moans his name

“Mmmmm ohhhhhh. You're so good to me, my love. 💜💜💜💜”

He can't take his eyes off the video, he's clearly completely lost as he watches her, and his hand is beginning to move faster, while he lets out some soft moans of his own, He watches the video a few times, his breathing becoming more deep and erratic while he does. After a few repeats of it, his free hand moves up to gently and desperately grip his hair, while his imagination is no doubt full of her, and his intense need and desire to be with her. Soon, he can't keep just watching the video on his phone anymore, he has to set it down, so he can use both hands while he still watches the screen. His body is visibly shaking with need, and his head thrown back a little bit

“Ohhhh my love. I need you so badly, my darling. My sweet, beautiful, perfect, incredible, gorgeous love. 💜💜💜💜😘”

He's so lost in this moment, his breathing is getting faster by the second, and he's biting his lower lip again, staring at her video on his screen, with intense, needy desire

“Aww my desperate darling, 😘 I need you too. Please let me watch you when you do it you know how I love seeing it 🍾”

“Oh yes, my love. You can watch me. I'd love nothing more than for you to see me like that. 💜😘❤️‍🔥😈”

He's completely lost, his eyes fixed on the little video she sent, as he moves a bit faster, watching himself on his phone while he looks at her video, thinking intently of her, and missing her so badly in this moment

Y/n sends another video much more fast and intense letting him see everything as she squeals and whines getting closer

“Ohohohh ohhhhhh. You're so good to me my love. You're so perfect. I need you so bad. 💜💜💜💜😘😘😘”

He's completely lost in the moment, his body trembling and quivering as he moves a bit faster, watching himself on his phone, while he looks at her video, his eyes fixed intently on it while his breath comes out in gasps, moans, and desperate sighs

she sent the next video and this on tipped him over, as she touched and used the toy which sent her screaming his name as she orgasmed,

“Ohohohhhhh mmmm ohhh gods. Oh, my love. 💜💜💜💜”

He lets out a string of words which are mostly her name, or things like "I love you", or "I need you" and "you're perfect". As he made sure to send over the video as he came across his stomach, His body is still shaking, and the sounds he's making would give the game away if anyone heard him, He takes a few moments to recover after the video, letting out a few soft gasps for air, and breathing heavily. He looks completely wrecked, utterly spent, but at the same time, still filled with need with want for her

Y/n sent him a picture of her utterly spent her toy beside her, a wet patch on their bed, and blowing him a kiss

He's completely stunned by the look on the picture, and he can't stop himself from moaning out loudly when he looks at it. He just stares at it for a while, before replying with a photo of his bare chest and stomach, as he lies on his bed. He's breathing heavy, and clearly still recovering from the moment, but she can tell he absolutely loves everything he sees

“Awww all messy 🍾🍾 and I'm not there to clean you up 🥺 however will my darling clean up without me 👅🫦”

“Oh my love, you have no idea how I want you here to clean me up. I can barely get off this bed to clean myself up without you. You're too good to me. 💜💜💜🔥😘😋”

“Ohh my love. You're too good to me. I need to find some way to reward you the moment I'm back home. 💜💜💜💜”

“And I don't have you to clean me up either 🥺 and my little toy is nothing compared to my sweet Gwayne 😘😘”

“You’re Sweet 😘 You really tried me out darling ❤️‍, I’m gonna get some sleep I’ll text you in the morning Okay?”

Y/n (Darling 💜) -

“Aww Okay, Goodnight Gwayne, love you 😘😘😘”

She sends over a cute photo of her cuddled in bed blowing him a kiss,

So he quickly sends one back to her,

Gwayne (Hubby 💚) -

“Goodnight Darling, Love you more 😘😘😘” 

[sunnie-angel]

HI SUNNIE HOW HAVE YOU BEEN!!!! i’ve been off tumblr for a while and now that i’m back i wanted to check on you!!! how’s life been treating you? how are you adjusting to the weather getting warmer? what’s been plaguing your thoughts lately? tell me everything!! much love sending you many kisses and hugs mwaaah <3

ariel my darling!!!! i’m so glad you’re back 💕 life has been busy! i just started a new semester and it looks like it’s going to be a busy one, i don’t think i was spending this much time studying last semester at all. still figuring out a balance between burnout and getting ahead in my classes. sadly that means i haven’t been able to do much writing which is killing me. the weather has been gorgeous, there’s so many flowers in bloom. i saw wisteria just the other day!

[beloveds-embrace]

Noona, how are you doing you wonderful beloved? Not an ask but just want to pop in and say thank you for sharing all of your incredible writing! They have such heart and such beautiful emotion carefully woven through your words and it really always makes my day when I read a new piece of yours or just reread your works because they are so lovely. They especially help during the harder days and I hope that your writings always bring you as much joy as they do us!

I’m feeling emotional today so please forgive me for being super sappy lol but this random silly dingus on the internet sends you lots of love and I hope that you and those you care for are happy and healthy! Sending you gentle forehead bonks of friendship! 😁🥰💕🥹😊❤️

EVERYONE HERE IS JUST TOO DAMN SWEET 😭💕💕 thank you babes, this ask made my day!! <33 i hope you have the most wonderful day/night and get lots of hugs and kisses <33 ❤️ sending you many smooches <33

[kneelingshadowsalome]

I JUST FINISHED DOG. so genuinely in love with ur fic . i can’t conjure a coherent stream of thought im so fresh off of ao3. i am phasing through every possible emotion in the entire world. idk if its tmi but im actually on my period rn and im so emotionally compromised i could barely read the final lines through all the tears. every word of that last scene was a punch in the heart and mind. this fic is the series of the century. of course i feel sad that it’s over but good god what a wonderful ride it’s been i’m so glad to have rode it with you and everyone. i love your könig he is the blueprint in my mind i have so many emotions about dog and your könig and not enough words or mental capacity to express it just looks something like this 🫵🏽🧁🧁⛓️💋🪷💟💎💎✨🤸🏽‍♀️🥇🥇🥇🥇🚺💋🐶💋😭🫠🧸🎉🎇🎇🎊🌺❣️❤️⭐️✨🌈❣️💍💐💒🧁🎀👰🏽‍♀️🎆🥰🎁🥹🥹💒 💐🌠🌸🌙

(you don’t have to respond to this if you don’t want to, i’m have terrible anxiety and i’m always so nervous to send asks but the urge to express my love for you and your writing thinned the veil enough. i feel like half of this is barely makes any sense 😭 this could just sit in your ask box i just needed to tell you how much i love dog💕)

I'm sorry I can't function properly after reading this so here are some cat memes (my actual face upon reading your message 😭)

I'm so glad you sent me this despite being nervous, and I'm so so touched, the trail of emojis and the excited gushing is everything i need, I'm so happy to hear you loved it 🩷 It means the world to me! Many many hugs and kisses to you 💋💌💗

[pursued-by-the-squid]

yeah sorry that sound you can hear is me SCREAMING!!!

gun scene gun scene gun scene gun sc-

“he’s gotten much better at it” SHES TRAINING HIM TO TEXT HER BACK AND BE A BETTER BOYFRIEND OLDER MALE FRIEND WHO GIVES YOU MONEY IN EXCHANGE FOR COMPANY (did they invent a word for that 🤔)

2 BILLION WON ???? sir please stand up

inho letting her cry on him ‘haha i’m so strong and merciless this was all part of my secret evil masterplan’ HES DOWN BAD PLEASE YOUR HONOUR HE JUST DOESNT KNOW IT YET

“seong gihun has won the races before” horse metaphor strikes again i’m eating it up ☝️ seong gihun as both the better and the horse 😩 he’s a gambler and a pawn 🫦 he won the games and lost everything else

inho’s so bitter about the police i love it (poor junho though my lil dora the explorer can never catch a break)

two hugs in one day ?? girl is winning (she is going to suffer so badly)

i’m sorry i’m so obsessed with inho comforting her every time he is lowkey the cause of her distress it’s so awful and evil and funny

and yeah i’m crying thinking about gihun giving her jungbae and junho’s mother’s info like i’m actually devastated

🎶it’s too late to try and save her from being associated with you now gihun she will not go on to do great things without you she is already irreversibly intertwined with your life and your choices you have doomed her to following you into hell just by trying to help her🎶

🩷💕✨🎀💖💞💗✨💘💓THE KISS🎀💞💖💕💗✨🩷💘💓

junho my useless princess ily

oh maaaan the guilt is gonna eat gihun alive when he sees her in the games 😍🤌 is he gonna be mad at her for not listening to him and following him into the games just for her to be like 🔄 i didn’t even choose to be here AND i didn’t leave my house AND the games found me not the other way around AND i’m mad at you for kissing me and then leaving me to be attacked

2x guilt for gihun because he wasn’t there to protect her

IF YOU COUDKNT TELL I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS CHAPTER ITS SO FUCKITN GOOD DJAHSKDKAGSJJDSH

🏆🏆🏆

me carefully crafting this chapter knowing damn well that it's gonna make u lose ur mind:

oh man the gun scene 😏 yeah that one was fun. like trying to determine how many lingering touches gi-hun felt he could get away with + how many lies about their homework does the reader plan to get away with JUST TO SPEND TIME WITH HIM?? they're so stupid together and i love them

fucking instigator in-ho, i cannot with this man. "yeah i'm so cruel and awful, and it doesn't stir up my soft secret feelings at all when you cry into my chest and trust me to take care of you, not at all and fuck you for thinking that, actually i'm gonna send you on a suicide mission because your mere existence threatens every wall i've put up around my heart" 😍 i love him so much

RAAAHHHHHHHHHH OKAY LOOK I AM SO OBSESSED WITH THAT TALK IN-HO & GI-HUN HAD AT THE END OF THE GAMES LAST TIME, THE HORSE RACING METAPHOR WHEN GI-HUN ONLY CAME TO THE GAMES BC OF HORSE RACES, GOT OUT INTO HIS OWN HORSE RACE, NOW HE'S THE PRIZED GELDING ????? IT'S SUCH A RICH LITTLE NUGGET THAT I JUST WNAT TO CHEW ON, THANK YOU FOR APPRECIATING IT

the kiss !!!!!!!!! my stupid desperate suicidal old man !!!!!! (not to toot my own horn here or anything, but that last paragraph in gi-hun's pov where he thinks about dying while remembering the kiss?? actually my favorite chunk of writing i've ever done in my entire life) also do not think about how in-ho watched that from his tablet and felt an insane surge of irritation (aka jealousy) seeing them kiss

ohhhhohohohohohohohoho man i have been chomping at the bit waiting for the games to finally start and i'm so glad we're finally here 😏 you might be onto something there, but 🤭 i guess we'll have to wait and see!!

[tedwardremus]

Hi

For the:

One Hundred Prompt Ask (it’s not a Rick Roll 😏)

I’m having difficulties trying to ask for one, not sure which one to pick. I’d love to see how you write my favorite GryffinDorks- Ron/Hermione for the prompt:

16. "You have really cute freckles."

62. "Your tattoos suit you so well."

I admire the way you write your stories 💕

(also, is it fine if I send another? And I haven’t forgotten about your ask, just so you know 😉)

Thank you for sending a prompt from this list

(Send me a number and a pairing and I’ll write a drabble)

I haven't written Hermione or Ron in ages, like over a decade. So, I hope I did them justice.

(and yes you can always send me more asks)

Hermione came home late. Too late. She always tried to be home for the bedtime routine: brushing teeth and reading a bedtime story. All the books said it was important to maintain a routine, and reading at bedtime was not just bonding but also increased reading comprehension and instilled an appreciation for learning.

But this week, Hermione had been working on a new piece of difficult legislation—Equal Pay for Elves—and had stayed late at the office well past bedtime. Last night, even Ron was asleep by the time she got home, which set a huge sense of failure in the pit of her stomach.

She was clearly failing at being a good mother.

But as she climbed the dark stairs, she was surprised to see a light peeking from under the doorway of the hall bath. When she approached, she heard some soft murmuring.

“You have really cute freckles,” Ron said in a soothing tone on the other side of the door.

Hermione gently knocked and opened the door.

Rose was standing in the middle of the bathroom, her face red and puffy from crying. Her arms were stretched out, covered in colorful patterns. Various potion bottles were open on the counter, and Ron held a hand towel in his hand, running it up and down Rose’s arms, attempting to wipe the colorful stains off.

“What’s going on here? Why aren’t you in bed?” Hermione asked.

“Mummy!” Rose cried and pulled herself from Ron’s grasp to give Hermione a hug. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, and Daddy’s been helping take it off, but it won’t come off, and I made everything so much worse.” Rose hiccuped into Hermione’s robes, leaving tear stains and globs of mucus on the silk as Hermione knelt down to look Rose in the eye.

“What’s going on? What did you mess up?”

“Jamie said my freckles made me look dirty.”

“Which I said was stupid,” Ron interrupted, leaning on the sink with the towel now over his shoulder, “because the kid has just as many freckles as you. This whole family is spotted.”

Rose shook her head. “Not Mummy.”

Hermione pushed a bit of Rose’s hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. “No, I don’t have freckles, but you do, and they are very lovely.”

“Yeah, next time Jamie says something, just push him in the mud.” Hermione did her best to suppress a chuckle at Ron’s helpful suggestion.

“And the marks on your arms? You were trying to cover up your freckles?”

“I didn’t mean to.” Rose wiped her nose on the sleeve of her pajamas.

“A bit of accidental magic, that is,” Ron nodded toward their daughter’s arms. “I’ve been trying to get it off, but nothing is working.”

“That’s okay,” Hermione hugged Rose again and rubbed her back. “Your new tattoos suit you well, Rosie, but we’ll find a way to remove them. Accidental magic can always be reversed. Why don’t you go down to the kitchen, and we can look through my books together, and Daddy can make us some hot chocolate?”

Rose nodded solemnly and left the bathroom, slightly sniffling as she made her way out of the room.

Hermione stood up again and faced Ron, who was smiling endearingly at her. “What?” Hermione asked as Ron grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him.

“You are a very good mum, you know?”

“No, I’m not. I can’t even manage to get home in time for the bed routine.”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re still an amazing mum.” Ron kissed the side of her head as they made their way out into the hall.

[writingsofmax]

💕Max my beloved I hope your doing great! I have to say ur writing is fantastic I’ve never read something that has moved me before like how can u make me feel so many emotions all at once? truly Chef kiss and your characterization for Edward literally has to be my all time fav💕

💕I’ve been wanting to request something for a while now but your girl is too shy lolll also this is my first request ever so I do apologize if I’m doing it wrong, so today is my special day and I thought it would be nice to request how Edward Nashton would celebrate readers b-day, I hope it’s not much trouble!! And please do take ur time💕

I’m sorry that this took me five million hundred thousand years to answer, but I’ve always really appreciated this nice message 🥺🥺🥺 it made me feel very good about my writing and I appreciate you sending it so much

🥳Edward Nashton Celebrates Your Birthday 🥳

Edward x GN Reader

It only just occurred to him that he hadn’t asked you how you wanted to spend your birthday. 

He wasn’t sure how to celebrate a birthday. The birthdays they had celebrated at the orphanage had involved getting one new pair of socks, and an extra dessert at dinner time. Once the money had run out, not even that. 

No, birthdays were something that Edward had observed on television and in books, not something that had ever applied to him. That meant that when your birthday was coming up, he needed to do his research. You were extremely important to him, and he wanted to you to have the best one so he looked into the matter quite diligently. 

His search history was littered with topics like: birthday ideas, birthday ideas for significant other, standard birthday, where to get balloons, best bakery in Gotham, most romantic places in Gotham, cheap birthday ideas, meaningful birthday ideas— and he jotted down the best information and ideas in his notebook. 

He knew that there needed to be a cake, which he had procured, in a flavor you liked. The candles and streamers he had gotten at the corner store near the apartment. He had gotten you some balloons with “Happy Birthday” written across them in bright and bold lettering. 

His apartment looked like something out of movie, which pleased him. He had a few gifts for you on the table, with homemade wrapping he had decorated himself. And of course he had also picked out a nice vintage card for you at a garage sale that he had decorated the inside of as well. 

He had written a long winding letter to you, professing his love for you, how important you were to him, how much he needed you, how much better you had made his life and how he would always be there for you and protect you. It was six pages long and a little messy, but he hoped it would get the point across. 

But then, a few minutes before you usually got home, he had the cold realization that he hadn’t actually asked you if you liked any of this stuff. 

The excitement he had felt at you walking in and seeing everything he had done for you turned into cold dread. Maybe this was entirely too much. What if you had wanted more? What if you didn’t like any of it? 

When you finally came in the door, your eyes widened as you took in the balloons and the cake and presents, as well as the flowers on the table. 

“Happy birthday…?” Edward said unsurely, watching your reaction carefully. 

His anxieties were eased when you rushed over and hugged him fiercely, almost in tears over how perfect everything was. 

[rivendellwatch]

🌸☁️💕✨ A Soft, Fluffy Thank You: TROP Fluff Week Wrap-up!! ✨💕☁️🌸

As Fluff Week officially comes to a close, I just want to wrap you all in the biggest, warmest, fluffiest virtual blanket imaginable and say: thank you. thank you. thank you.!!!!!!!💖🥹

This event started as a little love letter to all things soft and sweet, a space to hold joy and tenderness and gentle things in our hands—and it became so much more because of all of YOU!!!!🫶

Whether you wrote fics, made art, reblogged and boosted others’ work, left lovely comments, sent in prompts, made moodboards, or simply watched from the cozy sidelines, you helped shape this week into a beautiful, heart-hugging experience. The amount of love, creativity, kindness, and FLUFF you all brought to the table? Unmatched. I was in constant awe. Still am!!!😭💕

This community, the way you support each other, cheer each other on, and celebrate softness in all its forms—it honestly melted my heart every single day. So many of you were nervous about joining, or hadn't posted creative work in a while, and then you did—and it was beautiful. You’re beautiful. Your softness is a strength, and your stories matter!!!

To every creator: you are magic. The worlds you built, the kisses you wrote, the hand-holding and forehead touches and soft sighs under moonlight—you gave life to the tenderness we all need more of in this world!!!💘

To every reader and supporter: you made this week feel like a warm hug. Your kind words, your encouragement, your enthusiasm—it mattered. It always matters.🤍

To the people who joined in quietly, or wanted to but couldn’t: you’re still part of this. Your presence means the world. Take your time, softness waits for no deadlines.🌷

And on a personal note—thank you for trusting me to host this. I’m just a writer and student on the side (aka @maul-of-shame 🐌), trying to juggle life and love for fictional characters at the same time . But this whole experience made me feel so full of joy, and I truly mean it when I say it was an honor to host this event. 💞

What's next? I'll be posting a feedback form soon to hear your thoughts, suggestions, and ideas! I’d love to keep the good vibes going and maybe host more events in the future (👀 possibly some TROP & LOTR crossover stuff? Or maybe even... Spice Week 😳🌶️👀). If you have ideas, dreams, thoughts—SEND THEM MY WAY!! I love hearing what you all want more of! ✨

For now, though… let’s take a deep breath. Let’s bask in what we made together. Let’s be soft and proud and fluffy. Because you did amazing. Truly. You’re the heart of this community. Thank you for everything!!!!🌸💘

With all the fluff and love in my heart, —Your Host (and eternal fluff gremlin), 💌 @maul-of-shame 🌈🧁✨

[gokartkid]

maxiel 30 (as comfort) 💕💗💖

“And you know,” Max was kneeling in front of Luka, all bundled up in a parka over top of his school uniform, red cheeks and mouth pouting around the lolly that Daniel had snuck to him in the back seat, “you will be fine! You have practised so much, and of course, it is all about how much you try to do your best.”

He was making himself small in front of Luka, rounding his shoulders and crouched down until they were eye level. It was his first instinct, always, Daniel had noticed. He put himself on their level.

Luka nodded, serious and solemn. Daniel could suddenly see, in a flash, how Max must have bee like this as a child, big serious eyes, small hands in big racing gloves, blonde peach fuzz on his head. 

“Yeah,” Daniel chimed in, walking up behind them and putting a hand on Max’s shoulder. He imagined he could feel the warmth of him even through his thick jacket, all the way through the palms of Daniel’s woollen gloves, “and if they don’t like it champ, we’ll take care of it.”

A big wink, his voice gravelly at the end like a caricature of a mafia boss. 

Luka giggled, his face cracking open with laughter. It was a pealing laugh, the kind that cut straight through the air straight into his heart, made him think wistfully of his own niece and nephew and being bowled over onto the carpet, playing dead as they clambered all over him. 

Daniel could just see the side of Max’s face from this angle, the way his mouth went slack for a second, and his whole body seemed to let out a breath. His nose was pink from the chill. 

“Yes,” he said, hoarse. Daniel caught his gaze when he glanced up, something unreadable and soft in his eyes; vulnerable, like a cat showing you its soft belly, “we will.”

The mundanity of the moment struck Daniel, left a soft bruise against his chest, tender and aching. Max, with Luka’s small hands dwarfed by his, Daniel stood next to him, sending a child off to do well in his first talent show. It was a moment that would be lost among many others in Luka’s childhood but right now, was cradled in their palms. 

The bell rang, and Luka darted forward to hug Max quickly. He launched himself at him, feet off the ground because he knew that his uncle would catch him.

He squealed with delight as Max lifted him into the air, spinning him around with his legs dangling, arms wrapped tight around his neck. 

“I’m going to be late Uncle Maxy!”

He said his consonants all clipped and soft like Max did, drawing out the A in his name. Max laughed, arms secure and fixed under Luka’s armpits. 

Luka turned to Daniel and reached out with one hand. Max moved closer to him indulgently, transformed into a strange four-legged bulbous creature. 

Luka patted him firmly on his face, and then pushed himself forward — “careful!” — until he kissed him squarely on the cheek; clumsily, so it was more like he was very gently headbutting him.

Daniel’s heart squeezed impossibly tighter.

“Hey!” He ruffled his hair, pinched at his cheek, “what was that for? Love you too little guy.”

Luka kissed Max too, a loud smacking noise, before wriggling down and out of his arms. He picked up his backpack from the ground and hitched it over his shoulders. 

“Bye bye!” He took off sprinting towards the school gate, one hand waving behind him haphazardly.

“Bye,” Max called, standing up with a grunt and dusting bits of snow off of his knees. He raised a hand, grinning as Luka turned around once more to look at them, before disappearing behind the door. 

Max slumped back against Daniel, shoulder against his chest and reached out to grab his hand.  He could feel the tense line of his shoulders against him, the hard line of his spine.

“He’ll be alright,” Daniel said, softly, turning his head to poke his nose into the soft downy hairs at Max’s forehead.

“I know,” Max said, with a sigh, “I’m just nervous, for him. Of course, I know he will do well, but, what if—“

“Hey,” Daniel tilted forward to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, another fitting their lips together, warm and chapped from the winter breeze, “it’ll be fine. It’s normal to worry, but-- Luka’s a great kid. He’ll smash it.”

Max snorted, turning fully to face Daniel and kissing him again. He could feel the cold tip of his nose warming up against Daniel’s face, his breath hot against his mouth. 

"Thank you," he said, quiet, hands fiddling at the zipper of Daniel's jacket.

"Anytime," Daniel said and leaned forward to kiss him once more, for luck.

[sugarcoated-lame]

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DARLING, ANGEL, KRICKET! 🥹🥳💐💕🫶🏼

i hope you had the most wonderful day and year ahead of you, because you absolutely deserve it 🥹 you’re so incredibly kind and special to me, you deserve nothing but loveeeee and celebrations for your day and celebrating how wonderful you are! i love you so, so, so much! mwah mwah mwah! 🥰🥳💕💗🫶🏼💐

SEB AAAAHHH 🥺💗 MY LOVE!!!

you are just the sweetest angel, you’re gonna make me cry! I am very happy to report I had a very wonderful birthday hehehe 🤭 thank you so much for the birthday wishes my love, idk what I did to deserve you, but I’m so lucky and grateful to call you my friend and i love you so, so, so much!! 🥹 sending you the biggest hug and so many forehead kisses, ily and thank you again for this sweet message my love! 🫂🥹🥰💗💛💗💛💗💕

also happy holidays hehe i hope you have a wonderful holiday and the happiest new year bby 🥰🧡