#moondustmemories

[milk-moonbunnies]

oh PAUSE. 1. LOVE the dk fic. will never NOT love anything you put out.

2. did i read "ad for nude models" in that fic??? bc my brain shot STRAIGHT to loser!hao not being able to contain his hand on bc his crush is in front of him NUDE and hes drawing her for a project but how can the poor boy think?? all the blood has gone south!! and shes not a monster so she takes pity on him!! helps him out!!

anyways ive braindumped enough for tonight byeeee🩷🩷🩷

V!!! When I tell you I've missed you - omg look at this Minghao pic!

Anyway, we share the same brain cells, I swear! And I hope I did your idea justice! I also want to apologize for taking forever to reply :(

Muse [nerd!Minghao x reader]

It was sm fun writing this, I couldn't help but make him a simp <3 I hope the svt carats and Minghao carats enjoy!

DK's fic one - two

[itslocsdiggs]

highly recommend “a raisin in the sun” by lorraine hansbury. the title comes from the poem “harlem” by langston hughes. it tells of a black family’s life in chicago and the hardships they face financially. it was also a musical. i highly recommend even outside of the realm of the fic. i read it in high school and loved it.

Thank you so much! I'll definitely pursue it for fun. I have always wanted to read this play, but time... our high school English had different sections and my teacher did not have this book on their curriculum 🙁

I especially didn't know about the langston hughes connection, i'm very excited now

[just-my-sickly-pride]

whatever you do dont think about falling asleep next to brian and tracing constellations on his back til you fall asleep.

oh noooooo don’t think about it, how you’d be in bed and maybe you’d both be reading (him reading a book, you on your phone lol), and you’d be facing away from him just because it’s more comfortable for you to chill on that side of your body, and you’d hear him put his book away and settle down underneath the covers, and you’d expect him to murmur his usual little ‘gnight i love you’ but he doesn’t say anything, and so you ask if he’s all right, and he makes a little grumbling, sighing sound and just says that he’s thinking too much, as usual, so you put your phone down and roll over, and you smooth the crease between his brows with your thumb and tell him to roll over to face away from you, and he does

don’t think about how he’s not wearing a shirt tonight because it’s warmer than it usually is, so you tug the covers down until they’re around your waists and you brush your fingertips across his back, along the tense muscles of his shoulders and upper back, and you feel them uncoil beneath your fingertips, feel him relax into the mattress

don’t think about how’d you start tracing constellations, just one at first, and you can hear the smile in his voice when he asks what it was, and you say to him, ‘why don’t you tell me, space explorer?’ and you do it again, and he asks, his voice curling upwards in hesitation, if it’s the aquila constellation, and you tell him it is, and you begin tracing all of the constellations you can think of along the skin of his back, over the bumps of his spine and the ridges of his shoulder blades, and he names each one, his voice dropping lower and lower, becoming more mumbling as he starts to drift off, until you’re left without any more constellations, you can’t remember any more, so you just repeat the ones you’ve already done, but Brian doesn’t even notice, because he’s out like a light

don’t think about how you’d snuggle up to him, wrapping your arm around his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your palm as you fall asleep alongside him.

yeah, don’t think about that.

[almightyellie]

not to be to nsfw but i, a 22 year old woman, would let joe mazzello, a 36 year old man, ruin my life. that is a promise. i’ll sign it like the declaration of independence

as a 19 year old child, i AGREE. let him ruin my life PLEASE

[illfoandillfie]

hiya! just popping in to tell you how incredible you are!! 💕❤️

thank you darling, you’re so kind!!

[moondust-memories]

[iknowthekoolaidflavor]

every night for the past 2 weeks i’ve fallen asleep to the idea of laying in bed with collin (daveed’s character from blindspotting) at night and just talking about the future and a bunch of nonsense and it makes me all happy inside🥰

That's makes me so happy! I think about cuddling with Collin a lot. Sometimes he likes to be the little spoon with his face buried in your neck. Other times it's the other around🥰

[iknowthekoolaidflavor]

i just like to imagine getting into with daveed and hes being real cocky and shit, but the second you grab his cock (softly, obvi) and look him in the eye saying (i need you inside me. now) he crumbles. its over for him. any plans he had to draw this out are out the window. now its slow, deliberate, intimate. you really could cry from how close you feel to him. if you didnt before, you now realize this is the man youre going to spend the rest of forever with.

Yet another evening at some stuffy fundraiser with Daveed. He promised you this one would be more entertaining than the last

Boy was he wrong

Most of your friends were out of town, so you had no one to keep you company when someone whisked him away to talk

When he returned, he saw sitting at the table, nursing your glass of wine with some poor soul trying to get you out of your dress

Daveed sits beside you, kisses your cheek, then goes for your lips. It’s enough to get the man to leave the table feeling uncomfortable

Daveed: I wonder what he thought he would do with you

You: What do you think he would do? He could probably entertain me more than you have this entire evening

Daveed: The last time we fucked, I vaguely remember hearing you scream my name as you came for the fourth time. What can some frat boy possibly do for you that I haven’t done already?

You: Idk maybe he could show me something new

Daveed is sitting dangerously close as he nips on your ear. You can feel his hands slipping past the high slit in your dress

Daveed: Tell me what you think he’ll do

Your table is in the back corner of a dimly lit room. No one has yet to return to your table

He nips at your neck as his fingers slip past your panties to rub your clit in teasing circles

You tell him you’re ready to go, but he tells you he has to make his speech first

After he leaves to make his speech, he sits at the table as everyone congratulates him

He’s in the middle of thanking everyone when he feels your hand gently squeeze his cock. It’s enough to make him choke on his water

He can feel himself filling out in his dress pants as you squeeze a little harder and whisper that you need him inside you

As much as he wanted to tease you for the evening, he knew he wanted you too

He gets up from the table, knocking some glasses over, and you head to the limo

Daveed tells the driver the drive around town for the time being

He’s quick to pull you out of your dress, but once he pulls you to the floor, he takes his sweet time with you

You’re in his lap, riding him, body pressed against his with his hands wrapped around you

Daveed holds on to you, trying to give you every inch as he sucks small hickies on your neck

It might be cold outside, but it’s hot af in the limo

As your moans fill the back of the limo, Daveed makes a mental note to give the driver a hefty tip

You’re holding on to him for dear life as he brings you to your second orgasm

Daveed holds on to your waist as he pulls you into a deep kiss

Your hands are tangled in his hair 

Pressed into his bare chest (all the hair. OMG)

Daveed moans into your mouth, trembling against you as he fills you up

The driver brings you to the hotel, receives an amazing tip and leaves

After ordering some room service, you and Daveed fall asleep in each other arms after wearing each other out