knottyk
knottyk
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marj | 20s ♡ she/her | constant daydreamer
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knottyk · 5 months ago
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knottyk · 5 months ago
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he’s just so pretty
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knottyk · 8 months ago
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JOANNE & NOAH in NOBODY WANTS THIS ❤️
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knottyk · 8 months ago
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a tv first kiss for the ages… adam brody you are everything !!!!!!!
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knottyk · 1 year ago
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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jittering, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever. bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride
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knottyk · 1 year ago
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he’s just so dreamy
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LUKE THOMPSON as Benedict Bridgerton | S03E03 ‘Forces of Nature’
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knottyk · 1 year ago
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LUKE THOMPSON as Benedict Bridgerton | S03E04 ‘Old Friends’
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knottyk · 1 year ago
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it’s my london boy
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LUKE THOMPSON as BENEDICT BRIDGERTON in BRIDGERTON (2020—) Season Three
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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poltergeist!Eddie x Reader
welcome back to The Nightmare Factory
Masterlist
This is part of a collection of blurbs about Eddie only being able to communicate with you through your nightmares. This time, he uses his newly acquired skills to avenge you. wc:961
A/N: I've been having so much fun with this, and I always love getting ideas and feedback from you all. I have a feeling these blurbs will start to get longer as the story progresses, and we finally get to know the man behind the nightmares.
18+ONLY, mature content, harassment, poltergeist activity, nightmares
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When Eddie found out that one of your coworkers was harassing you and made you cry, he couldn’t let it go.  
The night he found out, he was on his way to haunt someone else’s dreams, hovering as a shadow person in the corner, and there you were— on the phone telling one of your friends about what had happened.  You weren’t returning the sexual advances of the guy at your office, and so he proceeded to tease you and spread rumors about you, and your boss wouldn't do anything about it.  
Eddie came to the Nightmare Factory on his day off to beg his supervisor Kevin—the ventriloquist doll in a sailor suit—for some overtime, and he got it.
Armed with his new and invisible job title, Eddie took his time to get to know the lay of the land in your office.  The co-worker in question—he discovered his name was Jared—worked three cubicles down from you.  Eddie found you hunched over at your desk, with your head in your hands.  You needed to go to the bathroom, but you didn’t want to walk in that direction because you knew Jared would say something snide to you or throw a balled-up piece of paper at your face and then laugh hysterically.  
When you finally did get the nerve to rush to where the restrooms were, Eddie knocked Jared’s full cup of coffee over so it slipped all over his keyboard.  Eddie chuckled to himself as he put his hands in his pockets and watched the guy scramble to clean it up.  
Later that night, Eddie followed Jared home; he would’ve rather been spending time with you, but this was a worthy sacrifice.  The guy lived alone, which Eddie was thankful for, but other people being in the house would not have stopped him from doing what he needed to do.
He was patient; he waited in the walls for Jared to change out of his work clothes and relax.  
Eddie started simple.  When Jared returned to the kitchen area, Eddie blew the candle out that Jared lit.
And then he blew it out again
And again
And again
Until Jared used up the last of his matches in the box and threw the empty container in frustration. In a huff, he went over to turn the tv on, but it snapped to static and then returned to black, as if it had been unplugged.
“What the fuck?” Jared hissed.  There was a tv tray there next to his recliner and he knocked it over in his frustration.
The overhead lights flickered, and then the three ceiling bulbs popped in the kitchen and everything went dark.
“Son of a bitch,” Jared grumbled, pawing around in the dark for the light switch.
“What did you call me?” Eddie said in his ear.
Jared screamed and jumped back, arms flailing, tripping over himself until his back hit the wall.  
Jared’s adrenaline surged in the deafening silence as he tried to see around him in the dark, body frozen against the wall.
After a good minute, Jared dropped his shoulders, took a deep breath, and convinced himself that it was just a power outage, and his imagination was running away with him.
Across the room, the candle lit itself, offering a flicker of light in the darkness.
And then it flew across the kitchen counter, caught air, and the glass canister shattered against the wall.
Jared’s cry was bloodcurdling as he bolted for the front door, slipping on the throw rug, losing his balance, but then he had to stop short because Eddie propelled a kitchen chair along the linoleum to crash in front of him.
Choking back tears, Jared sprang in the other direction, down the hall to his bedroom and spun around to shut the door as fast as he could, locking it with a click.  
He leaned against the door, breathless, anticipating footsteps in the hall.
“Boo,” Eddie hissed in his ear.
Jared whisked his arms around as if trying to fight off a bug, hysterical, and charged ahead for his final line of defense which was to lock himself in the bathroom.
He flicked the light on immediately, pushing the lock in on the doorknob.  “What the hell do you want from me?” Jared asked through the door.  
That was when the mirror on the medicine cabinet fogged up as if someone blew hot breath on it.  Slowly, with a squeak of a finger on glass, an invisible hand spelled out three words, telling Jared to leave you alone.  
Jared sank to the ground sobbing, just before Eddie broke the mirror with his fist and it crashed to the sink.
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You were having so much anxiety about going back to work, you had to take a sleeping pill that night.
Eddie came by on his way back from Jared’s and hovered at your ear while you slept.  “I took care of it,” he whispered.  “You don’t have to worry about that guy anymore.”
His shift was over a while ago, and he could see the monster under your bed giving him a shrug like, “what are you doing here, buddy? This one is mine tonight.”
Eddie didn’t like how other workers from the factory got to spend time with you, and that was a problem he would work on solving in the near future.  
As it turns out, you had the best sleep of your life. 
You cringed when the elevator dinged open the next day at your job, waiting to see Jared there, making fun of your outfit or the way you looked—but he never showed up to work that day.  
You found out later on that he quit.
No one heard from Jared ever again. 
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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Pink Haired Robin & Nu Metal Eddie from my Y2K!AU Raspberry Swirl
please do not steal & give credit if you use
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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Happy Go Piss Girl Day!
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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excuse me while i bury my face in the pillow and scream 😩🥹🥹🥹🥹
Proposal
Warnings: mentions of sexual activities but nothing super descriptive, no use of y/n, gendered description (wife/girlfriend), fluff, some angst?, group silliness, Eddie missing his mom
WC: 754
It was a gasp, Robin's gasp that garnered the attention of the others. Their eyes flicked to her as she stared at your hand. They all followed her eyes to your left hand that showed off the simple silver band with a small amethyst in the center.
Seeing this new discovery, the room boomed with a unison gasp.
Nancy let our a small squeak of excitement as Gareth let a whispered 'holy shit'.
You looked at the ring and simply said "Oh, yeah, Eddie proposed"
The group let out a small giggle of disbelief at your nonchalant tone.
The man that they had all known to be the misfit of Hawkins had not only gotten a loving girlfriend, but now a soon to be wife? Unbelievable to all of them.
Robin hung her mouth in shock as saliva nearly dripped out. Steve eyes were wide as he fashioned the same jaw dropped expression as Robin. Nancy tripped over herself to get a closer look at the ring.
And the kids laughed making fun of Eddie saying how he had turned soft, reminding you that he had stated marriage wasn't for him in the past.
You sat there with a wide grin as you stared at the group of friends you'd inherited by spending time with Eddie.
When your fiance, Eddie, walked in, everyone went silent as they shifted their attention on him. Following him with their eyes as he sat next to you on the ripped leather couch.
Sitting comfortably, he looked up from his bowl of extra buttered popcorn with mixed in M&Ms as he had finally noticed the silence and eyes on him.
He looked at you. "What happened?"
Dustin broke the silence, "Dude, you're fucking engaged and you didn't tell any of us?"
"Watch your language," Eddie pointed his butter covered finger at him, "And why would I have to tell any of you? Not like I'm proposing to you guys."
Dustin wanted to argue with him but Lucas pinched him to quit. A fight becoming of that as they hit each other.
Nancy, still distracted looking at your ring, asked the question everyone wonder about, "how'd he you ask? Was it romantic?"
Eddie thankfully explained cutting out the overly intimate details and said he had woken up and decided he wanted to marry you. You snorted knowing the full story of it, no one else would see it as romantic though.
The real story was after some lovingly slow morning sex, he had looked at you coming down from your high, a satisfied smile plastered on your face and knew he had to lock you down for real. He then clarified how he never believed in marriage but something clicked for him at that moment. The piece of paper was worth it for you.
The group hummed in response and some wiped tears from their eyes. The well known devil guy had finally met his saving angel.
Nancy was still curious of the whole proposal, "And the ring? Where'd you get it?"
When he had told you it was his mother's ring you felt weird being given such an important item. Eddie explained to you that it was the last thing she had left to him. Of course, being too young to take care of it, she gave it to her older brother, Wayne. He was to wait until Eddie got older and found the love of his life to give the ring to him.
You waited for Eddie to answer but he never did. Instead in response his knee bounced anxiously and a frown appeared. You answered instead. "Uhm, it belonged to his mom."
Checking on Eddie as you replied, tears threatened to spill from his usually happy eyes. Taking his hand, you squeezed it firmly to silently comfort him.
Both of you wiping tears from your eyes, Eddie then told you that Wayne had given it to him the first time he had seen you and Eddie together. Saying, "You got something special there, son"
Although you didn't share this with the group, you thought your answer was enough to shut down any further queries from the group. They hummed, again, congratulating you on your engagement then taking their attention off you.
You squeezed Eddie's hand again as they pressed play on the movie that had been paused because Eddie had gotten hungry.
"I love you," you whispered to him.
He turned to you, a stray tear falling now that no one watched you, "I love you"
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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this is embarrassing but im crying otw to the airport because I’ll miss my family too much… plot twist im just going on a vacation with my friends
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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ive never read a ronance fic before but there’s always a first to everything!! The premise is chefs kiss and im so hooked already 🤩 the hesitation on both ends is going to kill me and i love it
part 1 [part 2 - coming soon]
Robin is panicking.
She’s standing in the middle of Lovelace Lingerie and she’s panicking. 
There are two reasons why she has always avoided this place like the plague. The first and obvious one being the whole ‘I’m gay and if I stare at this model wearing nothing but a lace bodysuit for a second too long, everyone is going to know exactly how gay I am’ bit. The second reason is just a plain habit. She bought her first bra at the department store, she knows what brand she likes, she knows her size and she knows that she doesn’t want all the frills and the bows and the lace. Just a plain black or white bra (maybe blue if she’s feeling fancy), nothing more, nothing less.
That is until Vickie said something when she stayed over the other day. 
“Why are all your bras so boring, Robin?”
Robin never thought her bras were boring. Sure, they were plain and nothing like the colorful lace bras Vickie likes to wear, but they were just there to serve one purpose - to hold her boobs in place while she goes about her day. Plus, before Vickie, she was the only one looking at her bra and she was doing just fine, thank you very much.
But Vickie’s words got stuck in her head, as they often do, which made Robin decide to take matters into her own hands and buy something that’ll make Vickie happy. A final hail Mary to make up for all the arguments they’ve been having these last few weeks.
Though she’s beginning to regret her decision as the sheer amount of choice start to overwhelm her. There’s just so much lace. So many straps. So many colorful bows and flower designs. So many things that say they’re bras, but look more like a flimsy piece of fabric tied together with two strings of floss. 
In her state of outright panic, Robin rushes through the store and grabs one of each pair of lingerie that she thinks Vickie will like. She doesn’t even bother to look at the sizing - honestly, what good is a size anyway when this bra is just a bunch of straps and two hearts cut out of red fabric - she just grabs them all and heads straight to the fitting rooms.
As it turns out, she should’ve been looking at the label because nothing seems to fit or suit her. The fabric of the lilac one is scratchy and the green one is just plain ugly. The black one makes her boobs look saggy, while the yellow one is too tight and make her boobs spill out. And don’t even get her started on the neon pink one - that one isn’t even a bra, it’s a torture device. 
Oh God, she’s never gonna make it out of this alive. She’s gonna die, right here in this pink and red monstrosity of a fitting room, choked to death by satin straps, and, and- are those walls closing in on her or is she just imagining things?
A knock on the door of the fitting room snaps Robin out of her downwards spiral but her mouth still runs faster than the brain when she calls out, “Who is it?”
“Uh, it’s… it’s Nancy? I work here?” A woman responds from the other side of the door. “You were taking a long time and I was wondering if you were okay, if you needed any help.”
Keep reading
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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this is me voicing out to the universe that I NEED TO GET TICKETS TO SEE TAYLOR SWIFT, i hope the concert gods hear me
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knottyk · 2 years ago
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I NEED a part 2 to the Not what it looks like one shot PLZ.
omg?? I was kinda confused haha i forgot i wrote that!! I feel so giddy knowing you liked it enough to want a second part 🥹 but I don’t write for gw anymore babe 😭😭 (i barely write tbh 💀) ahhhh so sorry!! kisses to make it up to you muah
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