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[monstersholygrail]

Guyyyysss exciting news lol. I may finally be getting to my massive amounts of requests!! I’m severely lacking in inspiration and need something to spark my inner muse.

So if you guys wanna add onto that pile and give some fun requests you’ve thought about I’d love to see em. Especially if they’re purely fluff. Doesn’t have to be smut (tho ik you heathens love your smut, I do too hehehe).

[tubattutu]

warning: somnophilia (?), pregnancy kink, nicknames (angel, baby), that’s pretty much all lmk if i missed anything !

asks are open

kai waking up with his cock hard, it being maybe around 3 in the morning. he didn’t want to wake you up, not wanting to disturb your well needed sleep, but the aching feeling in his pants was too hard to ignore. he slid his pants off, freeing his hard cock, tip red and already leaking with precum. you were only wearing panties with one of his big, baggy shirts on you, and it only made his cock ache even more at the sight.

‘mmh.. kai..?’ you whimper, feeling something in between your thighs, your half asleep mind trying to process what it was. ‘fuck- m’ so hard angel.. please..’ your poor boyfriend whines, needfully rutting his hips into your thighs.

you couldn’t just watch him suffer and hump you like a needy puppy, so you gave in, giving him permission.

‘too fast—!’ you desperately cry out, a pillow now under your hips, kai hovering above you as you lied on your back, letting him use you like a fleshlight as he pounds into your cervix, tears rolling down your pink cheeks. ‘such a good girl.. letting me use her pretty pussy..’ kai moans deeply, his hand reaching up to hold onto your breast as they both bounced with his movements.

‘gonna fill you up with so much cum baby.. get you all full with my babies.. hm? you want me to get you pregnant? make you a mommy?’ kai moaned out, his big hands sliding down to grip your hips. you could barely talk, moans spilling out of your mouth uncontrollably, practically fucked stupid.

‘look at you.. going dumb on my cock baby.. so cute..’

[whirlwindflux]

Welcome to the art of WhirlwindFlux!

Flux: Can you believe it? 5 Years of me! Oh, and all the other ponies on this blog too!

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[hpiiker]

GUYS AND ANONS, ITS MY BDAY! IM 20!!! 🤍🤍🤍

[thedemoninme141]

“You made a promise to me.”

“I did.”

“To stay.”

“I know.”

Wednesday’s chest ached. “You broke it."

THE TEARS WON'T STOP 😭😭😭😭 WHY WHY WAS THAT NECESSARY IT WAS ALL GOING SO WELL WHY WHY WHY

😅 Sorryyyyyy, but the angst needed to happen, I promised angst hidden in fluff back then!!!

Really miss writing for you all! I have a small break of 15 days from next week, gonna write for you guys then. Maybe you all can send in requests till then, angst/fluff, maybe romance but no smut tho.

[angelscovee]

no because i literally can’t understand what has gone through q’s head. like first off- calling AZZI FUDD. ugly?? PLEASE. SAVE ME LORD. azzi is literally a fucking angel and the delusion is showing. it’s literally so obvious that q wants paige. which like imma be fr so do i. but i’m not delusional enough to think i could have her??? and even if i was delusional- i definitely would not be going after azzi like that. CAUSE I WANT HER TOO like???

PLEASE SHE CAN NOT BE TALKING ABOUT MISS AZZI FUDD SHE IS A GODDESS

Q wants paige so bad bro ive seen the edits shes reposted and if i was paiges teammate i would NOT repost that...

its like yes we all want paige and we're delusional, but to a certain point where we all know its literally impossible for us to end up with paige.

but Q literally exceeds that level of delusion thinking she can actually bag paige which is literally so weird cause bro thats your teammate whos dating your other teammate...

[rainbowdelicgalore]

Send in a 🏳️‍🌈 + Any Character from my Fandom/Interests List and I'll make a Moodboard and/or Stimboard (depends on what I feel like) of my Pride + ND/Mental Health HCs for the Character/s Requested !

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Anyone wanna come to my inbox to chat??

I'm just really bored and wanna talk about anything that comes to mind!

[peppymintdreams]

darlings insecurities get the better of them and they break down

Shattered Reflections

Andrew Marston x Darling

In a raw and emotional confrontation, Darling confronts their crippling insecurities, leading to a heart-wrenching breakdown, only to find solace in Andrew’s unwavering love and reassurance.

The evening had settled into a quiet calm, the dim lights of the apartment casting soft shadows on the walls. Outside, the rain tapped gently against the windowpanes, a rhythm that usually brought Darling comfort. But tonight, it was drowned out by the noise in their head.

They had been sitting on the edge of the bed for what felt like hours, staring blankly at their reflection in the large mirror across the room. Their hands trembled slightly as they fidgeted with the edge of their sleeve, their mind racing with thoughts they couldn’t escape. Thoughts that had been gnawing at them for weeks, maybe even months.

Darling wasn’t sure when it had started—this slow unraveling of their self-worth—but lately, every glance in the mirror seemed to reflect nothing but inadequacies. And it was getting harder and harder to hide it. From Andrew, from themselves.

The sound of the front door opening and closing startled them from their spiraling thoughts. Andrew was home. They heard him moving through the apartment, probably setting down his coat and keys, unaware of the storm brewing just behind the bedroom door.

When he finally entered, his face softened at the sight of Darling sitting quietly on the bed, though his eyes flickered with concern. He always had a way of reading them, even when they didn’t want to be read.

“You’re quiet tonight,” Andrew remarked, stepping closer, his voice gentle. “Everything okay?”

Darling swallowed hard, feeling the lump in their throat grow. They nodded, not trusting their voice. But Andrew wasn’t one to let things slide so easily. He sat beside them on the bed, his eyes searching their face for answers.

“Darling,” he said softly, “you’re not okay. What’s going on?”

For a moment, they considered brushing it off, forcing a smile, pretending like everything was fine. It was easier that way. But something inside of them snapped. The floodgates opened, and they couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I don’t... I don’t know,” Darling stammered, their voice cracking. “I just... I don’t feel like I’m enough.”

Andrew’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about? Enough for what?”

“For you. For us. For anything,” they blurted out, the words tumbling out before they could stop them. Their hands gripped the bedsheets tightly, knuckles white. “I look at myself, and all I see are the things I’m not. The things I’ll never be.”

Andrew’s eyes widened in shock, his mouth parting slightly as he tried to process what he was hearing. “Where is this coming from?” he asked, his voice tight with concern. “You’ve never said anything like this before.”

Darling shook their head, biting their lip to stop it from trembling. “I didn’t want to say anything. I didn’t want to seem... weak. But it’s been there, Andrew. It’s always there.”

There was a long, heavy pause, the air thick with tension as Andrew absorbed their words. He shifted slightly, as if struggling to find the right thing to say. “You’re not weak, Darling. Everyone has insecurities. But... why would you think you’re not enough? Where is this coming from?”

Darling let out a bitter laugh, a harsh sound that surprised even them. “Where do I start?” Their voice grew sharper, the rawness of their emotions rising to the surface. “You’re so... perfect. You’ve always been so good at everything, and I feel like I’m just... trailing behind. I look at you, and I feel like I don’t deserve you. Like you’ll eventually realize I’m not worth your time.”

Andrew’s face softened with something between sadness and disbelief. “That’s not true. You know that’s not true.”

“Do I?” Darling snapped, their voice louder now, their emotions fraying. “Because it sure doesn’t feel that way. Every time I look in the mirror, all I see is someone who isn’t enough. I’m not smart enough, I’m not attractive enough, I’m not interesting enough. And you... you could have anyone, Andrew. Why would you stay with someone like me?”

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, all Andrew could do was stare at them, his expression unreadable. Darling could see the conflict in his eyes, the way he was struggling to make sense of their confession.

“Darling,” he started, his voice strained, “that’s not fair. You’re putting all this pressure on yourself, and it’s not—”

“Don’t tell me it’s not fair!” Darling interrupted, their voice breaking as the tears finally spilled over. They stood up abruptly, pacing in front of him as the storm inside them raged. “You don’t understand. You don’t see what I see when I look in the mirror. You don’t hear the things I tell myself every day.”

Andrew rose to his feet, his own frustration evident now. “Then help me understand, because I’m trying, Darling. I’m trying to figure out why you’re tearing yourself apart over things that don’t even make sense to me.”

Darling stopped, their chest heaving as they wiped furiously at their tear-streaked cheeks. “I’m tearing myself apart because I don’t know how to be enough for you!” Their voice cracked with desperation, and the vulnerability in their words made Andrew’s heart clench. “I love you so much, but I’m scared every day that you’ll realize you made a mistake being with me. That you’ll leave, and I’ll be left with nothing.”

The room fell into a heavy silence. Andrew stood there, his face stricken, and Darling collapsed onto the bed, burying their face in their hands as the sobs wracked their body. They hated this, hated feeling so weak, so exposed. But they couldn’t stop the flood of insecurities from drowning them.

Andrew hesitated for only a moment before crossing the room and kneeling in front of them. He gently pried their hands away from their face, cupping their cheeks as he forced them to look at him.

“Listen to me,” he said, his voice low but firm, his eyes filled with something Darling couldn’t quite read—something intense, something real. “You are enough. You are more than enough. I don’t know where all this is coming from, but you need to hear this: I’m with you because I want to be with you. Because I love you. Not because you’re perfect, not because I think you have to be anything other than who you are.”

Darling shook their head, the tears still streaming down their face. “But what if—”

“There is no ‘what if,’” Andrew cut them off, his voice fierce. “I’m not going anywhere. I see you, Darling. I see all of you. The good, the bad, the insecurities, all of it. And I still choose you.”

Darling stared at him, their chest tightening with a mixture of disbelief and hope. They had been so certain that their insecurities would eventually drive him away. But now, looking into his eyes, they saw something they hadn’t expected: unwavering certainty.

“I don’t know how to believe that,” Darling whispered, their voice barely audible.

Andrew’s grip on their face tightened ever so slightly, grounding them in the moment. “Then let me help you believe it,” he said softly, his thumb brushing away their tears. “You don’t have to go through this alone. We’ll get through this. Together.”

For a long moment, neither of them said anything. The only sound was the soft patter of rain against the windows and the quiet hum of their breathing as they tried to calm the storm within. Darling closed their eyes, leaning into Andrew’s touch, their heart aching with both the weight of their insecurities and the faint flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, they weren’t as alone as they thought.

And in that fragile moment, as Andrew held them close, Darling allowed themselves to believe—just a little—that maybe they were enough after all.

[rowdyluv]

Teething

Summary: Lillian gives her daddy and uncle trouble one night leading to Jack suggesting getting a nanny.

Warnings: none, just a toddler being fussy and brothers stressed out, a couple uses of profanity like twice

Lilian had everything and anything she could reach in her mouth. She was so uncomfortable at seemingly all times of the day. Jack and Luke both were at a loss for what to do for the sweet little girl.

Lillian is typically a happy baby, she giggles and loves to play.

If she isn’t playing, she’s cuddled up to whoever will cuddle her. But over the last week she’s been wailing if she isn’t chewing on something.

The only problem there is, she doesn’t want one of the hundreds of teethers Luke has bought her. Nor does she want her pacifiers. She wants Jack’s charger cord, the living room television remote, or Luke’s hoodie strings. When told no and swapped out for a toy, the toy gets bounced off Luke’s or Jack’s heads. Tonight’s teether ring bounced right between Jack’s eyes.

Luke had to conceal his laugh before scold his toddler. “No. Lilypad, you can’t do that” Luke warned her. Taking her away from Jack. He positioned her against his chest where she can hear his heartbeat but still reach for his hair. His daughter much like him in this aspect. She’s comforted by hearing his heartbeat and she likes to play with hair. She’s beginning to get comforted by her uncle’s heartbeat, but mainly it is only Luke’s.

Once she’s settled into him, Luke reached for her stuffed bunny and handed it to her. With in seconds the bunny’s ear was in her mouth being gnawed on and her cries stopped. “That damn bunny. You better buy bulk in those things. Mom’s house needs like five. We need an endless supply. Quinn needs some at his place. We can never ran out of this little shit.” Jack exaggerates but also has a point. “I wonder if I should just get someone to magically put a teether on one of the extras?” Jack stares at his brother incredulously. “You’re kidding me right. You couldn’t have thought of that before we were sitting here at 2:45 in the morning? When we have to be at morning skate at 7am?!” Jack tried to yell at his brother while keeping it at a whisper.

“Luke Warren Hughes I hope you know someone to do it because we’re going tomorrow with two of the extras. One for here and one for the arena. THEN it’s time for you to accept help from a nanny.” Jack declared, deciding for Luke.

“No. Nanny. It will confuse Lillian and I’m not”

Jack cut his brother off before he can go off on a tangent about how having a nanny will confuse Lillian about mothers. “Luke, I think it’s time you accept help from a nanny..because we can’t do this alone. We’re killing our selves. It’s 2:45 am and we skate at 7am.” Jack leaned back while running his hands through his hair. “I know someone, just let me call them. They’re from back home. I don’t think it will be a problem.”

[ask-walker]

Experimenting

Also friendly reminder that you’re welcome to send in asks for Walker! :D

[hpiiker]

what’s ur dirtiest hasan HC :p

OOOOOO

i just know this man would LOVVVVEEE spitting in your mouth, while holding your throat after he eats you out 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[angelcake10023]

EXPEDITION AU Q&A!!

I feel bad for how all over the place the au must feel hdkdhdkdhdkdjd it’s growing faster than we can draw XD 😭

So as a thanks for all of your guys love and support for the au I’m going to do a Q&A!

Send in any questions you have about the AU and I’ll try to answer as many as I can or have answers to! 💜

I’ll tag them all with #void so you guys can mute them later since the feed might get a bit clogged lol

[angelscovee]

Azzi is mid

ok so youre wrong actually, so sew your lips shut

[steve-rogers-language]

Guys you do get you can send me asks right? Like my ask box is empty. I always answer my asks when I get them. Or try to.

Like I want asks. Anything appropriate. Unless it's like a dumbass joke. Or my closest.