#moosh💙

[thebumblecee]

Me and @mooshkat are happy to announced:

Our co written assassin enemies to lovers AU, set in the world of John Wick, is ready.

Chapter one Chapter six Chapter eleven

Chapter two Chapter seven Chapter twelve

Chapter three Chapter eight Chapter 13

Chapter four Chapter nine Chapter 14

Chapter five Chapter ten Chapter 15

The Epilogue

[mooshkat]

21C or 22A male for the ask game, if you’re still taking requests. Can be Tarlos or TK/judd

send me a spicy gif prompt ! (m/m version) (m/f version)

There is something about feeling so completely overpowered that gives TK a head rush. Pinned and unable to move, completely at the mercy of the person on top of him. He clutches at the bed sheets, afraid that if he let go, he'd float away.

Judd presses against every inch of TK, covering his body with his own. His cock is thicker than TK has ever taken outside of a piece of silicone, stretching and filling him so much he swears he can feel it in the back of his throat.

Every thrust from Judd pushes TK further into the bed and he whines, his dick feeling almost raw as it rubs against the sheets. The sticky mess he's left from the precome drooling from the tip helps it from being too harsh, but barely.

TK glances up at the phone set up in front of them, recording everything to send to Carlos while he's away on a work trip. He wonders what he looks like right now, being so thoroughly fucked by Judd that he can barely think.

There's nothing but pure filth spilling out of Judd's mouth, comments to Carlos that have TK turning red with embarrassment underneath him. "If I'd known that your boy would be so loose from playing around with himself, Reyes, I wouldn't have been so eager to take up your offer."

TK groans and lifts his head to argue, because there's no way he's that loose, especially while taking Judd's cock, but a heavy hand settles in the back of his neck and shoves him back down. It pushes his face into the sheets and he moans loudly at the display of strength, tears forming in his eyes as he begins to feel overwhelmed.

And Judd just keeps fucking talking. "It took me a minute, but I finally got that mouth of his to quit talking back. If I'd known that the trick was to just fuck him stupid, I would've done this a long time ago."

He snaps his hips, fucking TK at such a furious pace that it leaves him breathless. Every other thrust nails his prostate, sending lightning racing down his spine and driving every thought out of his head as he gets closer to coming.

"I hope you don't mind me marking up your boy," Judd says before he grabs a fistful of TK's hair and pulls his head to the side. It leaves his neck open and vulnerable for Judd to latch onto, and fuck, what did Carlos tell him that he knew immediately what spot drove TK crazy?

TK's vision goes white as Judd bites down at the same time as his next thrust. It's like every nerve has been lit on fire as he comes, and he's dimly aware of his own scream spilling out of his mouth when it leaves his throat sore and his ears ringing.

Judd slows down as TK goes boneless underneath him, but he doesn't pull out. He sits up and grabs TK's hips, lifting him up from rubbing his spent cock in his own mess. "Don't think I'm done with you yet, boy. Not even close."

TK whimpers. He's in for a long night, isn't he?

[prettyboybuckley]

fmk: taylor, lucy, and lena 💙

moosh, how dare you do this to me??? 😭

okay okay okay

i'm thinking marry lucy, simply because i think that personality-wise, she's the most my type? i don't know, she seems kind of fun!

as for the fuck and kill... hmmm

i think i'm gonna have to go with fuck lena cause shit, have you seen those biceps? that does something even to me 😌 and kill taylor - sorry girl but you have not passed the vibe check of my inner journalist

send me sleepover asks? 🌼

[clever-and-unique-name]

Hiya fellow moosh moosh, may I ask 13, 24, 38? And I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well. I hope you can rest easy today. [Chick Heart!!!!!] I love you very much honeybee 🦊💙

OH HOLD UP you're not sick it's Bun who is sick!!!! Ignore that part of my ask!!! And shout out to @sundropglass I love you fren I'm SO glad you're safe and I hope you start you feel better soon.

I'm sorry the brain engine is slow this morning and experiencing technical difficulties. 💙 much love to both of you!!!!

eheehee lee honeybee, you're so fluffy n silly n I love you <33 n you weren't brain glitching, we've both been sick, me n bun! bun has covid though so everyone should go shower her with love and send her bunnies n bread :3

13: what are you doing right now?

ik I just answered this one but I am also doodling now :3

24: what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?

hmm I am learning n growing even though it's difficult n painful sometimes

38: fave song at the moment?

flowers - in love with a ghost has been one of my favs for a while but especially this rainy orchestral version :3

-reki

[mooshs-crack-headcanons]

One piece masterlist

Fandom masterlist + rules

All works are with a gender neutral reader unless stated otherwise in [bolded barracks]

NSFW works are marked.

Last updated: 10/9/21

Happy reading! 💙

Taking care of fem s/o's needy ass bird for an evening (sfw, headcanons) [female s/o]

General romantic headcanons (sfw, headcanons)

Confessing to crush after a dangerous situation (sfw, headcanons)

{moosh's 200 follower special - PLETHORA of kisses} Peppered kisses (sfw, mini scenario) [fem s/o]

Cuddling headcanons (sfw, headcanons)

{moosh's 100 follower alphabet special} (SFW) JWP (sfw, headcanons)

First time with s/o (NSFW, headcanons)

{moosh's 20201 valentine's day special} XYA (sfw, headcanons)

{moosh's 2021 valentine's day special} EKZ (sfw, headcanons)

{moosh's 2021 kinktober} day five: inappropriate devil fruit usage (NSFW, drabble)

[subarublue]

Lavender and sky blue for you suby 💙

Moosh! Thank you! You’re the best!!!

[thebumblecee]

Tarlos in chapter six of for if I’m going down, I’m taking you with me by me and @mooshkat

[thebumblecee]

Thanks to @lemonlyman-dotcom for thinking up this game and for @chaotictarlos for tagging me!

Rule: Share one line from a wip that could be a spoiler, but on its own is not.

“I didn’t ask you to defend me.” TK says, he’s looking straight ahead at the wall not at Carlos who’s nursing split knuckles for him and when he finally glances at Carlos it’s like he’s looking right through him. “Go back to your date, Reyes.”

no pressure tags: @mooshkat @spikewritesstuff @cowlos-reyes @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @wandering-night19 @detective-giggles

[thebumblecee]

SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY!

thank you for the tag @heartstringsduet ♥️ Counting isn’t for me so here have something sentence Sunday instead

For if i’m going down….

Carlos lets out a grunt of extension and roundhouse kicks the bag with a loud twhack and from behind him he hears a gasp.

A small crowd has gathered along the wall next to the door to watch him. Among them are Mateo, who’s a little flushed, and Nancy who’s recording. He grabs his abandoned tee and uses it to wipe the sweat off the back of his neck and chest.

He cocks his eyebrow at Nancy who rolls her eyes and puts her phone away. She leans down and murmurs something in Mateo’s ear and he can no longer look meet Carlos’ eye.

“Can I help y’all?” He asks. Whatever spell they were under breaks and the crowd scrambles to disappear.

Nancy stubbornly doesn’t move and she puts a hand on Mateo’s shoulder to keep him in place. “Looking on top form Reyes,” she smirks, “but you seem a little frustrated.”

“Nothing I can’t handle,” Carlos comments. He nods at Mateo who has always been terrible at hiding when he’s turned on by something. The boy is like a picture book across his face. “Worry about your own investment.”

“I’m just saying” She has that knowing smirk on her face that made her rich. “Maybe there’s someone you’d rather take your frustrations out on, if you were wanting to talk to me about it, maybe we can help.”

Yknow I can’t help myself when it comes to Mateo

I tag: @spikewritesstuff @mooshkat @cowlos-reyes @chaotictarlos @wandering-night19 @paperstorm @detective-giggles & anyone else that wants to play.

[thebumblecee]

SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY

Thanks for the tag @chaotictarlos @heartstringsduet @detective-giggles

Once again I’m back with for if I’m going down…

(It’s also not 7 lines)

The girl behind the count greets him nonchalantly and asks his order.

“Black coffee, please.” He forgoes pedestrian money and slides a gold coin across the counter. The girl scoops it up with a slight of hand that’s not seen outside of the criminal underworld.

“Right away, Mr. Reyes.” She says in the same bored sounding voice. In only a few seconds she hands him a takeaway cup. He takes it and nods his farewell to her, the weight of it sitting in his hand giving indication she understood his order completely. Once outside he discards the lid and plucks out the throwaway cell phone inside.

He hits redial and the preloaded number goes through immediately.

“Switchboard, how can we direct you today?” A chirpy voice on the other end answers.

“Contract number 242828, Reyes, completed.”

“Please hold.” There’s a line tone then some upbeat music that makes Carlos want to commit homicide. “Photographic evidence needed for completion of contract, please send to the following number.”

I know, I know, you’re seeing half this fic in snippets.

Tagging: @mooshkat @cowlos-reyes @wandering-night19 @paperstorm @just-inside-her @lightningboltreader @jesuisici33

[thebumblecee]

Inspiration Saturday Sunday!

Thanks for the tag @chaotictarlos & @mooshkat ♥️

For if I’m going down…

You’ve all probably done it by now but if not tagging: @spikewritesstuff @cowlos-reyes @paperstorm @wandering-night19 @heartstringsduet @detective-giggles @lightningboltreader @just-inside-her

[thebumblecee]

hello i'm here to be a bother

blood

lonely

kills

black

gun

love

You are literally never a bother to me, sweetheart. Ever. I love this slam poetry you picked.

For if I’m going down

Blood:

Blood oaths are something even the toughest of their kind don’t dare to break

Lonely:

He retires to his own room and ignores how lonely he suddenly feels.

Kills:

If he kills [redacted] on hallowed ground, he runs the risk of getting himself excommunicado by Management.

Black:

Even the men he meets in bars are trying to kill him, he’s like a reverse black widow.

Gun:

The other gun has a silencer but Carlos hears the thip thip as a couple of bullets soar through the air and hit the bed.

Love:

There’s something incredibly romantic about watching someone be so in love in this life they have.

Thank you for playing T!!! Love you!

[thebumblecee]

blood for the wip ask 🥰🥰

Hmm Mooshie I’m not sure there’s blood in it 🤔🤔

Lmao (52 mentions so far according to the search bar)

For if I’m going down:

His hands are sticky with TK’s blood and he almost drops his phone.

Thanks for the ask!!

[thebumblecee]

14. (For authors) Post a line of dialogue from one of your WIPs without context 🥰🥰🥰

I basically only have the one active WIP right now baby and it’s 🐝

“Rumour has it, mijo, you’re working with the Strand boy.” Andrea Reyes has a talent for asking questions phrased as statements. Carlos blood runs cold. If his father knows…

“Take a breath.” His mother tells him, it’s wrapped in the usual Andrea kindness. “Your father didn’t believe in the rumour, laughed them off as soon as he heard them.”

“And what rumour is that?” Carlos struggles to keep his voice level when his tongue feels like lead in his mouth.

His mother looks over her taco at him conspiringly. Carlos should have taken her somewhere more private for lunch than a food truck in the middle of a parking lot.

“Well, I’m not one for gossip,” that’s a bold face lie and they both know it, “but apparently you boys were seen on a together at a show.”

He wants to laugh it off and say that it’s a case of mistaken identity, they mistook Piotr for TK, how awkward but this stinks of Grant’s pettiness. Stirring shit with their families in the hope it blows up in their faces.

“We did a job together.” He blurts out. He wishes he can swallow the word snack down instantly but they’re out there now. “Not really together, we had the same contract but the contract was each other. Sort of.”

He wrinkles his nose at his own explanation. He’s never been one for words.

“I won’t begin to guess what that means.” Andrea says. “Carlosito, it’s important you understand how dangerous this is? The Strand’s have their allure, I know that, but your father is a proud man.”

[thebumblecee]

"gentle" "hope"

These words are so sweet everyone else is doing blood, guns, knives etc 🥺

For if I’m going down

Gentle:

“Go to sleep, cariño.” It’s a gentle instruction but TK obeys anyway.

Hope:

It’s an unknown number and his heard leaps with the hope it might be TK.

Thank you for playing!!!

[thebumblecee]

For the wip ask game: soft, heart and intense. 🌻☺️

Ahh these ones are interesting, thank you

For if I’m going down

Soft:

He doesn’t want any more ammunition for his father to use against him when it comes to being too soft and forgiving.

Heart:

His heart is thumping in his chest.

Intense:

So there are two instances of the word “intense” in the doc however I didn’t write either of them so I can’t share them!

Thanks for playing, love!