foiddestroyer

username is a joke she/her tumblr etiquette scares me so i don't post alot

[foiddestroyer]

ok replying to my previous post i just realized tour is in like 3 days and this was the worst time to start my withdrawal 😞

[foiddestroyer]

this is mainly for the two people who upvoted me to write

over the past 2-ish months i realized i was unhealthy obsessed (like genuine nausea everytime i saw her bf) with madison beer and it was lowkey affecting me mentally

and i was genuinely so tired of feeling bad for someone who doesn't know i exist that i decided to do a withdrawal. (for reference i was genuinely becoming depressed for multiple days at a time and i was crying like every day she posted something abt her bf and then when the lover girl MV was posted i had this sick nausea feeling the whole night and day and it hurt soooo bad)

if anyone has any tips pls help me im already going crazy!

[foiddestroyer]

should i write?

yes

nooooooo

Voting ended onApr 19

[foiddestroyer]

౨ৎʙʟᴜʀʙ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴅɪꜱᴏɴ

౨ৎgenre : smut

౨ৎpairing : madison beer x fem!reader

౨ৎnote: sorry this sucks it was late writing this

beads of sweat soaked through the neckline of her shirt, pooling at her waistband. your nails raked down her back, clinging to her like a lifeline. her muscles hard and flexing under your palms with every roll of her hips. “so good f’me…” madison muttered between broken, whiny moans. the words muddled by mouthfuls of your tongue. her hands drifted lower, her fingertips ghosting over your ribs, skimming the dip of your stomach. then hooking under the delicate lace edge of your panties. “please baby?” her voice soft. her gaze drags up to meet yours, pupils blown wide and shimmering with need. you nod eagerly. this girl was driving you crazy. the fabric dragged down your thighs, cool air kissing your exposed skin before her warm hand covered you again. her finger traced a feather-light line through your slickness. she pressed inside, her slender fingers curling just right, earning a choked whimper from you. your walls flutter around her. a shaky breathe escaped madison’s lips as she settled into a slow rhythm that had your thighs trembling around her wrist. “look at me,” she whispered. her cheeks were flushed a deep rose, lips swollen and glossy from the earlier kisses. strands of dark hair sticking to her damp temples. her hazel eyes were glassy and desperate, like she might cry if you’d look away. then she curled her fingers, the stretch burned so sweet your back arched off the mattress. a broken version of her name spilling out. “that’s it baby,” she cooed, voice filthy and soft. her thumb found your clit at the same time she crooked her fingers. a sob tore from your throat, your nails digging crescents into her shoulders hard enough to leave marks. “such a pretty girl,” she murmured against your lips, hips rolling in time with her hand now. “gonna come for me baby?” you shook your head frantically, and she rewarded you with another finger, stretching you so full you were writhing underneath her. “my perfect girl.”