#lily talks

[teacup-thoughts]

If I see one more post about “Finn coming out as bi on a random Thursday” one more time I might crash out. It’s one line and you don’t know what it means at all. Please don’t make assumptions about people. Especially when there’s already toxic people in the fandom…. Foah fans

[cataclysmic-poison]

had another dream where everything was the same except white lily and wind archer were both british and spoke in heavy accents.

i vividly remember white lily insulting pure vanilla by calling him "sharp as a circle, arent you?" and "you daft sod."

i woke up afterwards. at 3 am.

[honimello]

writing a victor x reader fic where the reader teams up with leon to help her get out of the zombie infested center, and victor whose been obsessed with her since she started working there gets unbelievably jealous of her little crush on her new savior (can’t possibly write leon without being a little attracted to him hehehehe)

[lillys-lilypad]

Something about Bruce and the Robins calling each other "Dad" and "Son" gets me all the time.

Examples:

Feel free to add more moments. These are the ones I was able to find right now.

[silklily]

Eyes on Me

The bass vibrates through the floor, shaking up your legs, chest, throat — but none of that compares to what she does to you.

Billie is on stage, under red and violet lights, singing like she’s pouring her own pulse into the mic.

Her voice is low, thick, almost sinful.

Her body moves lazy-slow with the rhythm, hips swaying like she knows exactly how she looks.

And you are backstage, hidden behind a curtain, where only she can see you if she looks.

Your thighs are already tight together.

Your fingers tremble.

Because the way she moves?

The way her mouth brushes the mic?

The little breathless laugh she does between lines?

It hits you deep.

You whisper to yourself, voice already raw:

“Fuck… I can’t—”

You slide your hand down your stomach, under your waistband, and your fingers meet heat — way too much heat.

You breathe in sharp.

Your fingers move slow at first — small, tight circles — trying to be quiet, trying to keep it together, trying not to fall apart in front of thousands of people who have no idea what you’re doing in the dark.

Billie turns.

Her eyes sweep the room.

Then they find you.

Her eyebrows lift a fraction.

Barely there.

But she sees.

She doesn’t stop singing.

She doesn’t stop performing.

But her expression changes — like she just got handed the best secret she’s ever had.

Your breath shudders out of you.

Your hips tilt forward into your own hand — slow, needing more.

You whisper — broken, desperate:

“Don’t look away. Please… keep looking at me.”

She does.

Her voice dips lower in the next lyric — deeper, smokier — like she’s answering you through the fucking song.

Your fingers speed up — pressure, pace, heat — your whole body tightening from the inside out.

The music is pounding.

Your heartbeat is worse.

Your legs shake.

Billie smirks in the middle of a lyric — small, private, for you.

It makes your stomach drop.

Your climax comes fast — too fast — snapping through your spine in a quiet, violent rush.

You bite your wrist to keep from moaning loud enough to ruin the show.

Your whole body goes hot and loose.

You take one long, shaking breath—

And Billie turns away only then.

Like she knew the exact second you came.

⸻

She finds you after the show.

She doesn’t say hi.

Doesn’t smile.

Doesn’t give you time to breathe.

Her voice is quiet and absolutely dangerous:

“You touched yourself while I was performing.”

You swallow hard.

“Yeah.”

She steps closer.

“And you came while I was looking at you.”

Your throat is dry.

“I couldn’t help it.”

She smiles — slow, dark, satisfied.

“Good.

Next time, I want to hear you.

💗Lilyyy: this is my first ever fic and I love it honestly I know I can do better than this and I will in the future.

Don’t forget to kiss a girl,love Lily 💗

[lilyfoxgirl]

[lili-divine-artist]

I'm obsess with Wolfscole guys i'm sorry hzodhekaks she's just beautiful DAMN what a women 👀🏳️‍🌈