#meredith moore

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❛ how badly do you want me? ❜ w/ meridith <333333

(obsessed with u summore) <3

Morg 🙈🙈🙈 !! This one is short, but I hope it's still spicy! NSFW under the curtain y'all!

“How badly do you want me?”

Your skin warms at the words. Filthy images roll in your mind-all of which surround Meredith. There is one particular image that you cannot swat away.

Meredith and you locked together like a puzzle, undulating against each other as you rode out a long overdue orgasm. She’s panting above you, hands on your breast as she chases behind you. Your name stutters on her lips--

You’re bought back when cool breath fans at your ears. Light kisses litter your collarbone like the sensation of butterfly kisses. She grabs at your breast squeezing and massaging your nipples before she takes a rocky hard pebble in her mouth and sucks. Your back arches, as Meredith’s hair skims across your chest. Her perfume intoxicates you, the scent of patchouli and musk caressing your nose.

Her skin glistens in the candle lit room. Her green eyes glimmering in the dark like a cat in heat, as she leans back appraising your disheveled look. Her strong thighs have you trapped between them, and her manicured hands roam all over you as if you were her possession. You pull at the silk restraints on your wrists, desperate, yearning--.

“Meredith, please.” You let out a strangled gasp, but all she does is chuckle.

“Now, now,” she skims her fingers down to your belly drawing circles on the inside of your thighs. You’re unbearably wet, squirming and squeezing your thighs together to try and alleviate the pressure. “don’t give me that look. I told you, I can make all of this go away. All you have to do is tell me,”

Her fingers slide over your clothed clit, her fingertips ghosting over the hood as she strokes you softly. “How badly do you want me?”

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Meredith and making playlists ! <3

Morgannnnn! I’m embarrassed by how long this took me.

I will take the judgement with grace tho.

You were at Meredith's flat, a place that had become dubbed as the villa of pleasure. Although you still didn't understand why. Despite the image that Meredith tried so desperately to keep up, you bet that no one would have guessed that she was –

"MC, would you be a dear and throw those pizza boxes in the trash? It's starting to stink the place up."

--a complete and utter slob. Old food containers were scattered in her kitchen, filling almost every counter space. Dirty dishes were piled so high in her sink that you feared the whole thing would come collapsing down by one bad breath.

Her living room wasn't any better, although living specimens were designated for the kitchen (you thank GOD for that). Shoes, random scraps of paper, and other miscellaneous items scattered the wooden floor. The couch was packed with what you hope is clean clothes.

"That is it!"

Your shout makes Meredith raise an eyebrow delicately. She's stretched out on the couch, like some plebian model in nothing but a sports bra and shorts, with a magazine in her hand. Her typically curled hair was damp and slick against her head as a Thin Mint dangles between her lips.

"Meredith, your house is on the borderline of needing to be condemned! There's nowhere to sit ---"

"I did offer my face."

"You have trash everywhere, and --" You stop as you think you see something skitter across the living room. "Was that a fucking rat?!"

Meredith looks to where you're pointing and rolls her eyes. "I don't have rats."

"How would you be able to even tell underneath all of this??" You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself. "Look, Mers. Your house is a mess; inhabitable would be putting it loosely. What you need is a good deep cleaning and--"

"And who do you propose to do the cleaning?" She munches away on her cookies, barely looking up from her magazine.

It's your house! You want to yell but know that it's hard to reason with her when she gets into one of her moods. "Why don't we have a little competition? Whoever makes the better cleaning playlist will have to clean up."

"Cleaning playlist?"

"Yes! Pick songs that make you feel things, anything. It just has to help you keep moving." And hopefully clean.

She sits up now, a pile of cookie crumbs tumbling onto the floor. "Hmmm, interesting." She stretches, her muscles flexing as she twists her body. "Fine, and what does the winner get?"

You blink, "Uh, not having to clean your trash fill of an apartment?"

Meredith licks her lips, bringing her fingers up to her mouth as she sucks the remaining chocolate from them, "I want something else. How about the winner gets to request anything from the loser for a week?"

You frown, "On top of cleaning your mess?" You think about it and then agree, sure that you'll be able to edge her out with your superior choice of music.

You two separate to different parts of the apartment. You in her bathroom and her somewhere else. Looking at the mess in the toilet fills you with more vigor to win.

Twenty minutes pass by, and you two meet back up in the living room. You play your mini playlist, a selection from your favorite genre and artists—the moods ranging from sentimental to aggressive to moody and then happy. Meredith looks barely impressed when you're finally done but nods.

She goes onto her phone and plays her list. It’s nothing but love songs, singers crooning as they profess their eternal love. Some range from soulful and deep, others light and wispy, the only thing that was constant was the message. That their love was eternal. She’s watching you closely, as you try and look everywhere but her. Your ears-tinged red.  “’Cause I’m never gonna do anything to hurt you or mislead you, I love yooouuuu~” 

The last song makes you feel… weird like you were witnessing something foreign and new before you. And you know she knows.

"Well?" She said expectedly, her eyebrows raised as a smirk grows on her face. "What did you think?"

You clear your throat, trying to find the words that were seemingly stuck in your throat. You cough, "Not bad." Your voice sounds hoarse, and you're mad at yourself for sounding so…Smitten. "What even was your inspiration for this?"

She shrugs. "You were. You said to pick songs that make me feel things, and these songs articulate my feelings for you.”

You hated to be called a sucker, but you suppose that’s what you are when it comes to Meredith. You end up cleaning the whole apartment, and by the time the week is over, your thighs have a familiar but pleasurable ache.

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Hey there author! Just stumbled across this blog today and I'm intrigued! Just had a question, when you say that Adakai and Moore have a predetermined relationship, does that mean that they are both in a relationship with each other, and that their route is a poly? Or is it just that they have known each other since before the events of the story? Sorry if it's dumb 😅

Hey nonnie 👋🏿👋🏿!

Your question isn't dumb at all! So for Adakai and Moore their relationship is based upon them knowing each other before the story events (they were actually childhood friends, until the THING happens). I've thought about adding poly routes into the story to be honest, but it would never involve those two as a couple at this point; its too much bad blood. Although they will get to a stage where they can co-exist amongst each other without one wanting to bite the others head off. Its gonna take a minute before that happens, but your MC can help move that along! 🤭🤭

If you have any other questions let me know!

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By ''predetermined relationship", are you talking about an ex-romantic relationship or an ex-friend relationship or something completely different?

Thanks for the ask, anon!

So pre-determined relationships are all going to be dependent upon the characters and their past. Some may be ex-friends, others may have been more, ah, intimately involved, or as I affectionately call it, nutty buddies. None have tried to be romantically involved with one another. Now NPCs who show up are a different story. As of now, there are 5 RO options; however, I don’t want to expose their relationships just yet.

The only pre-determined relationship that I've decided to kind of expose between the ROs are Adakai and Moore, and their relationship is very antagonistic. For the sake of potential spoilers, I don't wanna say too much more 🙅🏾‍♀️🙅🏾‍♀️ so I hope this answers the ask? If it doesn’t, just let me know! 

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STORY IDEAS I’LL NEVER WRITE :: meredith moore

having covered all things avengers since 2008, when tony stark came out as iron man, meredith moore is well-versed in the superhero world. she has professional relationships with almost everyone on the team (except for tony) and is always the one people turn to during a crisis that the avengers are taking care of.

so when it comes to reporting on the sokovia accords, she’s ready for a mild story that will most likely mark the end of her nine year avengers career. with her trusty right hand man, teddy, by her side, she travels to vienna to report on the signing of the accords.

unfortunately for her, someone decides to blow up her news van right in front of the building. all of the reports are saying that it’s the winter soldier, aka bucky barnes, but she doesn’t believe that for a second -- call it her journalist intuition. instead of reporting what her executive producer wants her to, she decides to tell a story of her own: how bucky barnes was wrongfully framed. and of course, this leads her to something even bigger. leave it to her to break the most important story of the year -- which is saying something considering where she lives.   

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Tonight! We are so excited to welcome Joy Preble and Meredith Moore to the Twig with their latest books! May 26 6-8 pm!

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We have exciting YA events happening this week!

TONIGHT: Samantha Mabry, author of A Fierce and Subtle Poison, 6-8 PM.

TOMORROW: Joy Preble, author of It Wasn’t Always Like This, and Meredith Moore, author of Fiona, 6-8 PM.

A Fierce and Subtle Poison combines horror and myth to create a feverish and fast-paced mystery. When Lucas’ new girlfriend disappears, he turns to the strange and dangerous Isabel for answers. Samantha Mabry’s debut novel met with critical acclaim and excitement for an ambitious new voice.

It Wasn’t Always Like This follows a girl who can’t age through murder, conspiracy, and the search for the boy she loved. Joy Preble is a prolific author whose page-turner novels include Finding Paris, The Sweet Dead Life, and Dreaming Anastasia.

Fiona combines the delicious hallmarks of a classic Gothic mystery--a spooky castle, a family legend, secrets, lies, and handsome rakes--with a sharp eye for character and contemporary issues. Meredith Moore, also author of the thriller I Am Her Revenge, studied history at Harvard and worked in publishing in New York before returning to Texas.

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I Am Her Revenge by Meredith Moore

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In I Am Her Revenge, Vivian is our heroine that has been honed into a killing machine by her mother, a woman wronged. The reader learns pretty early on that Vivian has been brainwashed and trained by her mother to enact a revenge that the mother has lived with all her life. Vivian’s mission takes her to a boarding school in England. Her mission, and she cannot fail, is to win the affection of a…

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