#3 more weeks 🙃🙃🙃

[becca-e-barnes]

pls i was just attacked by the "its not cheating ask" and im NOT complaining

imagine bucky being your ex-husband and mutually masturbating with him while you're dating some guy. just him putting his metal arm on your stomach because it helps you get closer... MY HEAD IS SPINNING

Awww I had a beautiful idea for a scene like this in the ex-husband!dilf!bucky series I was going to write!! And since I'll probably not feel inspired enough to get back to that series any time soon, I'll just talk about it now

Because fuck, I love the thought of him being so confident and cocky with shit like this. He has every right to be because he knows there's at least an ounce of truth behind everything he says, whether you like it or not.

I can just imagine how hot it would be though because Bucky would know how frustrated you are but you're not willing to give in and let him handle it. He fully respects your decision but if you're down for a little mutual masturbation, there's nothing wrong with that, right?

So that's how you both end up naked and horny, touching yourselves on his bed. "You need this badly, don't you, baby?" Bucky whispers, his bottom lip plump and soft and slick from worrying it between his teeth in an attempt to stifle his moans. His flesh hand is stroking his aching cock and neither of you miss how it throbs in his hand when you nod.

"Need it, Bucky." You confirm, your fingers rubbing steady circles over your own clit, a little more frantic than you would like.

"I could tell he doesn't touch you right, honey. Or maybe he does. Maybe he does everything you need him to do but that pretty pussy misses me too much. Is that it?" He notices how you gasp, your head falling back a little more before you gather your composure again and nod.

"Either fucking way, Mrs Barnes, you're not having your needs met. You might've forgotten that you're mine but your cunt still cries out for me. Bet you have to pretend, don't you? I bet you close your eyes when you're with him and pretend it's me inside you. Only you know I wouldn't leave you needy."

He notices how you rub your clit a little faster, whimpering quietly at the pleasure. You want this to last, you really do but there's something about your ex-husband's presence that makes you feel both secure and unbearably horny

"Don't forget, I know exactly what you like. I know what makes you feel so good, you can't even scream anymore. I know how nice it feels when I'm buried so deep inside you and I press down on your tummy right there. It's fucking magic, getting to watch how hard you cum when I do that." His metal hand lands on your skin and it drags your attention back to the present, rather than all those delightful memories of the past.

The hand on your tummy is just like old times. The times when he swore he could feel his cock making your tummy bulge. The times when he lovingly caressed the same expanse of skin and promised to fill your belly with his baby. The times when he'd pull out at the very last second and splash his release all over your body, groaning that you look like a goddess when you're covered in his cum.

Fuck, it's all so much and he's not even inside you but that was always something you loved about the man laid in bed beside you. He was intense. For better or for worse.

[sleepinglionhearts]

yknow what sometimes not being able to take ibuprofen fucking SUCKS

[choking-on-roses]

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[spaciebabie]

WE NEVER GOT OFFICIAL MOON KISS IN 2022 😭

y'see the thing is i was planning on releasing it during my winter break but going straight from extreme burnout from school ta working on releasing a weekly comic would have made my mental health really bad and i would not have ended up resting at all.

in order for me ta make stuff i like and that im proud of, i afford myself time ta rest. like i could have blasted thru them and i had the full intent ta, but it was just Not A Good Idea and i hadta force myself ta recognize that.

[slushed-puppy]

Fucking beginning of July and it's a cold 12°. who needs summer anyway right

[futureghost97]

>:( see tags

[averagemrfox]

I’m not gonna run out of my epilepsy medication #bless

[deancaskiss]

every time i think maybe I can do this… im suddenly knocked down so violently with the honest facts that I very much can’t do this…

[safyresky]

Crystal Springs Chapter 21: now on ao3!

It's one of my favourite chapters, to boot! Check out some funky Frosty (and fiery!) sibling shenanigans right hecking HERE

Chapter 21: Jacqueline's Cat (Two Weeks Later)

Sibling shenanigans ensue two weeks later when Jack writes a letter to Santa and Jacqueline is adopted by a cat. Fino has a lot of questions. Meanwhile up North, Santa and Bernard make a deal.

Chapter's been cleaned up! Fixed some spelling errors and removed some redundant saids. Yuck. Said is NOT dead but my GOD it doesn't need to be so repetitive! Ah well. We learn and grow. Here, have my favourite part of this chapter for today's excerpt (it's long so feel free to click "J" to jump past the rest of the post):

"I'd duck if I were you, by the way."

"You'd what now?" There was a nasty thwack; Fino's head flew forward, a hiss as something cold and wet landed on his hair, rapidly melting down his back. "ACK!" "FINO SERAFINO FROST!" The colour drained out of Fino's face. "I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO LET THE CAT IN THERE IT JUST. IT REALLY LIKED IT, DON'T TURN ME INTO A PILE OF ASHES!" He scrambled around Jack, hiding behind his back. "You're lucky I've had the day to cool off," Jacqueline said with a huff, dodging the six red poinsettias floating behind her brothers as she caught up to them. "More flowers?" "We went downtown. Made a day about it. Picked up some more since Fino felt that there wasn't enough fiery holiday décor." "You've been harbouring this fugitive all day?!" Jacqueline sounded appalled. "What is it you say?" Jack said, feigning forgetfulness. "Oh, yes! That's it. I do what I want, Jacqueline. Besides, it was mutually beneficial. I needed a tour guide." "And I delivered," Fino said proudly, the three siblings turning the corner onto Evergreen Lane. "I am sorry about the cat, Jacqueline. I've been trying to coax him out all month but he's very stubborn." "What's his deal?!" she asked, cradling a litter box full of cat related toys and things in her arms. "He likes the cold but doesn't like the outside. Your room is like, his preferred climate. I was trying to strike a deal with him, that if he left your room I'd take him to Aunt Spring's, because I think the chilly spring weather may be nice for him, but he was adamant on staying put." "You were trying to strike a deal with a cat?" Jack asked, perplexed. "I can talk to animals," Fino said proudly. "Did I know that?" Jack asked. Jacqueline shrugged. "I dunno. Can't remember mentioning it. Or it coming up. This month's been a blur. Does the cat have a name?" "I've been calling him Catto." "Catto?" "Catto!" "I hope he isn't attached to it because that sure as sleet isn't sticking." "I don't think he is. I figured if he did get stuck there when you came, you could name him! I know you're not too fond of cats but you'll like him. He's a big sweetheart! And he's cuddly." "And sharp and pointy, so we'll have to take baby steps before cuddles." Jacqueline said. "And we'll need to work on him stealing my stuff! Speaking of which, Jack, did you manage to—" A battle cry rang out from the forest alongside them, cutting Jacqueline off. The siblings stopped, watching as a sooty child tumbled out of the forest, beelining for Jacqueline. "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HIM ALIVE!" the soot monster screamed, rushing for Jacqueline's knees. With an eyeroll, she stepped to the side. The soot monster ran right past her, Jacqueline's slight tap of her foot going unnoticed by everyone but Jack. The soot monster slipped, squealing, and slid, finally falling over. A snowbank met them halfway, the snow poofing up with some soot, the monster laughing delightedly now. "Hot girl soot went well today, then?" Fino asked, grinning down at the sooty child. "Heck yeah it did!" she replied, wiping her face off to reveal a very flushed Fiera. "I think I've almost got hovering with firepower totally down." "Without exploding us?" "That's still like a non zero chance," she replied, stepping out of the snowbank (carefully) and dusting off her mantle coat. "But I'm CLOSE!"

Sorry it's so long! The whole excerpt is gold and I couldn't bring myself to skip ANY bits. Wanna find out what preceded this moment? Read Chapter 21: Jacqueline's Cat HERE on ao3, and HERE on fanfic dot net!

Wanna take it from the top? Check out the Prologue: An Encounter, here on ao3 and here on fanfiction dot net (which will have a freshly edited Chapter 21 later today! Probably after work. I'll reblog when it's up:) donezo! ayo!

Summary is below the cut, as per the uzhe. Two more chapters before FRESH CONTENT 🥳🥳

It's been almost a year since Jack Frost thawed and things are looking...well, not so great. Jack's powers are seemingly gone. Without them, the Dome that keeps the North Pole safe from the cold and its magic controlled is melting, putting everything and everyone magical at risk. Unable to hide his power shortage any longer, Jack is forced to admit the truth. Thankfully, there is a solution: enacting the Legate Law, bringing Jack and the sister that he hurt so many centuries ago back together again. But when Jacqueline starts experiencing destructive blackouts, the pair are forced to head back home to Crystal Springs, bringing Jack face to face with the rest of the family. Needless to say, between getting his powers back, helping his sister figure out what in the FROST those blackouts even were, reconciling with his parents, meeting the two even younger siblings he didn't even KNOW he had, NOT TO MENTION the ancient threat that's had it out for the ENTIRE Frost family finally making a move? Saving Christmas (regrettably) is looking to be a little bit...complicated.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[cheekblush]

me today 💤

[tortademaracuya]

I dont have anything good finished for class tomorrow and I feel terrible why cant i at least find my 'sunday night where i dont feel like killing myself' post 😥

[chayscribbles]

lucy westenra voice why can't they let a girl work on three wips or as many as she comes up with and save all this trouble

[stabbystiletto]

"Halloween is coming--what are you gonna do about it?"

Signs for Spirit went up a few weeks ago so it's now officially Halloween season lololol 😆😆😆🎃🎃🎃🍫🍬🍭👻👻👻

[mundanemiseries]

// is 7:30 too late for a nap?

prolly but also, idc I feel like I need it :’)

[mat-atitagainwiththe-shitposts]

Always be grateful for the days your back isn’t sore