I Desire More Moots. :/

I desire more moots. :/

Ppl I can flirt with, tease, make fun of (bully, with love), ppl who bully me. I adore meeting new ppl, making friends/connections— being social (mostly online, I get nervous in public). I adore the connections in which you can flirt and it’s like you’re the love of their life, and vice-versa. They’re so sweet.

I also find the connections in which you bully each other, where you strive to be mean to each because you love and adore one another. Where the connection, to others, just seems like you hate one another, but it’s just so amusing to the two of you. When you can bully each other ruthlessly, but at the end of the day, there’s more care in your connection than anything.

Another connection I love is when one person is shyer than the other, those are so cute. The friendships where one person relentlessly teases the other, just to watch how flustered they get. Watching their face get red, watching them hide, struggle to come up with a response. It’s adorable really. I adore those friendships.

I just really want more moots to have fun with. :(

Someone take my phone away.

Happy happy birthday to my favorite little pookie bear!!!

💜💜💜💜 🥳 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

Hehe, thank you, kitten. 😈😈😈😈🤭🤭🤭🤭

*shrivels and dies*

I feel so old, my bones hurt. 😭😭

💙💙💙💙💙

send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 🩷 💕

Awww, thank you, baby!! 🥹 You’re so sweet, my angel. Sending this right back at you, my Cherry bae 🫶. @chrollohearttags

For the rest of my little munchkins (I don’t think I’ve interacted with too many people to fill out the list, but I’ll try) we’ve got my beloved little squish, @cherryblossomsenpai

My favorite Yuuji + Sukuna writer, @yuujispinkhair

My beloved Orla, @konigsblog

The amazing author of ‘Bleeding Blue’, @nsharks

The one and only, @peachdues

The wonderful, @mysicklove

As for the following, I haven’t interacted with them, but they all seem like such sweethearts. So, maybe one day I’ll work up the courage to talk to them. One day. However, you should all check them out!!

@hopelessbluebird

@vampcubus

@tojisun

@tired-biscuit

@kentohours

@slvttyplum

She ain't talkin' 'bout burgers

‼️MDNI- smut below the cut‼️

Not proofread, afab reader.

~

“Aww, look at her. Poor thing. ‘S too much for ya, baby? Pretty little pussy can’t take it? You’ve still got four more of us to go, angel. C’mon, you can do it.”

Different pairs of hands run all along your body, squeezing and feeling your softness in their much rougher hands. The man talking, giving you mock sympathy, mimics your pout, listening to you whine and watching you squirm when his cock rubs against the spongey spot inside you. His own hands grab at your hips, eyes darting down to watch his length sink into your pretty little cunt over and over, your slick coating your thighs and part of his pelvis. It’s messy, it’s frenzied. It’s hot. So fucking hot. Watching one man shove his tongue down your throat, your hands being guided to stroke two other cocks, another man’s tongue flicking over your pebbled nipples, and his cock disappear between your glistening folds. Watching you go dumb between the five men, seeing the submissive state you’re in, babbling nonsense when the man kissing you finally lets up. A dark chuckle comes from the man fucking you, a hiss escaping him when you clench so tightly around his length. “Gonna cum for me, baby? Do it. I wanna see you creaming all over my dick.” A groan echoes in the room — mixed with your mewls, deep grunts, and squelching sounds — as he picks up his tempo, losing the rhythm he had in favor of pounding into your sweet cunt. One of his hands darts between your thighs to rub your clit, swollen from the countless times the five men in the room had made you cum on their faces. He watches with rapt intensity as your jaw goes slack, feeling your pussy clench impossibly tighter had his own orgasm crashing over him. When you cry out his name, his own moans mingle with yours, curses tumbling from his lips. “Oh shit — fuck yes! Ahh, fuck! Good girl, fuuuck, good job, baby.” When he slowly drift back down, his eyes meet yours and he grins down at you, pulling out of your fluttering hole. “Number two?”

~

KNY- Hashira men: Gyoumei, Sanemi, Tengen, Kyojuro, Giyuu, Obanai, etc.

AOT- Eren, Armin, Levi, Reiner, Jean, etc.

JJK- Gojo, Getou, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, etc.

+ any of your faves <3

EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!

It’s my bby’s birthday. 🥹🥹

Have the most wonderful day ever ml (so sorry I’m late, it’s been hectic ;-;)!!!

In my head, you’re being pampered by every single man you’re crazy for. Don’t worry. 😉😉

Millions of hugs and kisses to you, my dear Cherry!

With so much love from me!!!

it’s officially my birthday!! 💕🫶🏾

MDNI- SMUT under the cut

I didn't know there was a character limit for a paragraph?? I also had Gojo in mind for this but feel free to insert anyone you'd like.

TW: marking, manhandling, BDSM - use of gags + restraints, spit play, some crying, degrading, cum eating/play, cumming without being touched (is there a word for that?), spanking, might be missing some

Not proofread.

Spreading apart muscular thighs, toned and defined from years of hard work, gliding your tongue along heated skin, feeling your lover's body tense when your wet muscle slowly inches closer to his throbbing dick. Pushing his legs back more, his face heats up, embarrassment creeping in as he's exposed more and more. His body jolts when you sink your teeth into his flesh, a choked sound rumbling from the back of his throat, hands bound behind his back. A punishment. His teeth dig into the ball gag between his lips, no doubt leaving indents in the poor rubber. Dragging your tongue along the teeth marks left on his skin, you hum in response to his quiet whimper, sensitive and always so responsive for you. Reaching up, your hand wraps around his aching dick and the few pumps you grant him have him whining and bucking his hips. Clicking your tongue, you glide your finger across his leaky tip, smearing his pre, before you go back to stroking his length lazily. Your mouth latches onto his inner thigh, sucking and licking the skin there as your hand continues to pump his throbbing dick. Leaving dark marks all along his skin, you watch as his hips buck skywards, a choked sound leaving him as your thumb swipes along his leaky tip. Flicking your wrist at a particular pump, your lover hisses around the gag, thighs twitching as his eyes become glossy with tears. "Mmf- puhleash. W'nna cum-mmm!" His head falls back with a dull thud against the headboard as your tongue slowly glides across his tip, tasting the pre that threatens to slide down. Swirling your tongue around the flushed tip, your eyes meet just before his own roll back, his dick throbbing so much it hurts. Muffled pleas fill your ears as you work your tongue along his shaft, gliding along the prominent veins that throb against your wet muscle. Moving your head back up, you wrap your lips around his tip, sucking softly on it, before you begin taking the entirety of his length into your warm mouth, pushing forward until your lips are pressing against the trimmed hairs of his pelvis. A choked sob is the only warning you get before his load spills down your throat, warm and sticky as it fills your mouth and dribbles out from the corners. Gagging around his dick, you pull back, watching as strands of pearly cum stick to your lips and his tip. Licking the remaining cum from your lover's dick, you shift into a sitting position, your pussy hovering over his twitching length, and remove the gag from his mouth, tossing it aside for now. Ragged breaths fill your ears but your eyes take in his disheveled form; his messy hair sticks to his forehead, widened, glossy eyes, puffy lips that glisten with his saliva, and flushed skin. Humming to yourself, you move forward and let the mixture of your spit and his cum fall right into his mouth, watching as globs of the mixture slowly roll down his tongue, listening to his hum of both contentment and embarrassment. "Look at you, so weak and pathetic. I thought you were supposed to be strong? With godlike power? Hm? And here you are, letting me spit all over you. Letting me treat you like a slut." At your harsh words, he swallows thickly, his hips shifting beneath yours as his cock stirs back to life again. His teary eyes meet yours, his teeth chewing on his lower lip as he stares up at you, his chest rising and falling quickly as your hands move to untie his wrists. "That's what you are, isn't it? A slut? A toy for me to use? What would people think? Seeing their little hero like this? Below me, begging to cum, begging for me to treat him like the nobody he is, hm? You think that you can get whatever you want just because you're powerful, right?" As you continue throwing insult after insult, fracturing his ego bit by bit, his hands fly to your hips, gripping them tightly as a broken, pitiful, whiny moan escapes his parted lips. "C-cumming!" Ropes of cum shot out from his dick, splattering across your thighs and your slick cunt, making you grin as you watch him come undone beneath you.

Just before you can insult him further, the hands that were gripping your hips tighten their hold on you. Suddenly you're flipped over and pinned beneath a wall of muscle, his sweaty chest pressing against your back, his palms colliding with the fat of your ass, spreading them apart for his crazed eyes to see. He lets a fat glob of his spit fall onto your glistening pussy, his hips shifting to rub his hard dick along your folds, spreading them apart to nudge your clit repeatedly. "I know I'm powerful, maybe it's time I remind you just how powerful I really am, pretty. What do ya say?"

~