greasemonkeydarling

[greasemonkeydarling]

Kinktober Day 26- Exhibitionism

warnings: gender neutral!reader, accidental voyeurism, exhibitionism, caught, fwb!hangman, best friend!rooster, teasing, 18+ minors dni

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You were expecting Jake to stop after Rooster barged into your apartment without knocking. You usually tell Rooster to come in whenever he wants because you two are close friends, but you also don’t usually fuck his rival in your living room, right in front of the door.

You heard the door unlock and your head whipped over, immediately making eye contact with Rooster once the door was open far enough for him to see inside.

You gasped and your mind was scrambling for ways to explain, but Jake didn’t seem to feel the same embarrassment. He continued to thrust up, hitting deep inside you with every stroke just as he had been before you were interrupted.

“Jake-” You gasped, trying to get his attention.

You looked over to him and he seemed well aware of Bradley’s presence, but he didn’t seem to care that he was caught in the act. Typical Jake, always looking for a reason to show off.

“In or out, Bradshaw,” Jake said, nodding his head towards the door that was wide open behind him.

As if on autopilot, Bradley stepped inside and shut the door, all without taking his eyes off of you. His mouth hung open in shock, but he hadn’t yet said a word.

“Hasn’t anyone ever told you to knock?” Jake asked mildly, pace still unwavering.

“I, uh…”

“It’s alright, Bradshaw, you can watch. I’m not selfish enough to keep them entirely to myself,” Jake smirked, but he said it while looking into your eyes. “You want him to watch, too?”

You hesitated for a moment, but you eventually nodded while biting your lip. You’d always liked Bradley, but you would never do anything to jeopardize your friendship. This wasn’t really the same thing, right?

“You heard them,” Jake said. “Sit down and keep your hands where I can see them.”

Apparently Bradley is good at following orders, because he sat down on the arm chair facing the couch, and put his arms on the armrests.

“You wanna put on a show for him, baby?” Jake asked, a smirk on his lips and a wicked gleam in his eye.

You wanted to say know, you knew you should have. This could put your whole friendship at risk, but Bradley obviously wanted to watch, and you couldn’t deny the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach at the thought of Bradley getting off to watching Jake fuck you.

“Yes,” you said breathily.

With a grin, Jake pulled you off of his cock and turned you around so you were facing the chair. Your entire body was exposed, and you moved your hands to cover as much of yourself as possible.

"No, sweetheart, let him see," Jake said, grabbing your wrists and moving them down to your sides. "How do they look, Rooster?"

"Better than I ever could've imagined," Rooster breathed.

His voice was gravelly and rough, and it made your skin burn with pleasure. You never thought you'd be in this situation, but you're thankful you were.

Jake fucked into you again, his hips thrusting up and smacking against your thighs and ass, filling the air with slapping sounds. His hands gripped tightly on your hips, keeping you in the position he wanted: spread open for Rooster to admire.

“Is he hard for you, sweetie?” Jake whispered in your ear.

Your eyes trailed down Rooster’s body until they find the impressive bulge in his denim shorts. Your mouth watered at the thought of tasting him, of being allowed to touch him in any way.

“Yes,” you said.

“Yes, what?” Jake responded, just to torture you.

“Yes, he’s hard for me.”

Jake hummed, low and satisfied in your ear. “Too bad he can only look.”

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[greasemonkeydarling]

When the weed hits hard

Yup, it’s hit me pretty hard. 

sigh.

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[greasemonkeydarling]

Slept like shit last night. My boyfriend and I had a fight. It started out about him throwing his phone when it royally pissed him off. I got on to him about it and he didn't like it. We screamed at eachother for a bit. I told him he needs to keep his temper in check and to handle it differently instead of throwing stuff. He told me that there are alot of times that he wanted to/should have told me to check my attitude too. At that point I have had enough. I said fuck it and decided to go get cigarettes. Mind you, I havent smoked in 8 months. Until now. When he stressed me out.

He asked me where I was going and, me being incredibly pissed off at this point, I said, "I'm going to the fucking gas station to get fucking cigarettes." He, being equally pissed off, said, "Fine. Fuck off then." BTW. WE LIVE TOGETHER. NEITHER OF US ARE GOING TO BE ABLE TO AVOID THE OTHER FOR LONG.

I just feel that our relationship has been rocky lately. That we haven't been on the same page. He doesn't make me feel wanted or needed. I don't feel like I can talk to him because of how he reacts. It's usually the whole, "Why would you feel that way?" Or the, "You know I'm not in to alot of PDA." We haven't been intimate in nearly a month. I just don't want to be naked in front of him. Not that he would make fun of me, but because I don't feel beautiful anymore.

I want our relationship to last. He really is the man of my dreams. Everything I could ever ask for. But I don't know how to talk to him about these things. To tell him how I feel. To make him understand what my mind is putting me through.

What makes matters worse is that I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder. And it makes my anxiety about the situation even worse and makes my mind come up with all of these scenarios where he leaves me in the end.

Can someone help me or advise in any way? I'm fucking lost.

I feel like I should put this out there!! He never has and never will raise a threatening hand to me. Our fights are always just verbal.

[greasemonkeydarling]

the new batch of love for john mulaney here on tumblr has got me thinking how critical costume design is once again. john mulaney is a good comedian, but so much of his power comes from how his humor plays off how he’s dressed. we don’t expect a man dressed like a 1960s news announcer, all clean scrubbed and tight-wound professional, to describe in minute detail the visit where a doctor shoved a hand up his ass. imagine any iconic john mulaney set but given in jeans and a t-shirt, and is it as funny? i don’t think so. his humor spreads like wildfire on this website because the image of a man in a buttoned-up shirt and a tie and slicked back hair with fairly narrow lapels on his three-piece suit is fucking hysterical when paired with “years later I’d be in college about to go down on some rockin’ twink and i’d be like what would leonard bernstein do”

[greasemonkeydarling]

I have always told myself that I don't need the fancy expensive makeup. Drugstore makeup works just as good and lasts just as long. HELL FUCKIN NAH!!! GOT ME SOME OF THAT FENTY BEAUTY SHIT! This stuff is so fantastic! It erased my red splotches. And for the most part erased my bags and dark circles (sleep? What's that?). Totally in love!!!!

[greasemonkeydarling]

Shutting off Social Media

I need to take a few days. I know I barely have any followers so I'm not affecting anyone, but I need to take a few days off of social media and re-center myself. Alot has been happening in my life and not all of it is positive. So....yeah. This isn't anything to worry about. I'm just going to take the weekend and sort my head out. Toodles.

[greasemonkeydarling]

Another bad day, ya'll. Can't go outside because the wind chill is -15. No alcohol. Music isn't doing it for me today. My three dogs are more of a nuisance today too. I'm just not happy. Or content. I can't dig my way out of this hole. I dont know what to do.

[greasemonkeydarling]

Ok I am so against shaming someone for their preferences, even if it's not something I agree with. But this.....this is hilarious to me. It is so stupid that this person got fired for being gay, but he or she has handled it very well. And the Janitor is golden. Love the way she would have gotten back at the zoo.

Was chatting with my co-workers in the breakroom today about stuff and I mentioned the one time that I got fired for being gay. 

“What? They can’t do that, can they? Really?”

“They can. I mean, they shouldn’t- but they can. I came out to a co-worker and then the next day I was booted.”

“If they’d done that to me, I would have just stolen something out of spite. Like… a stapler or something,” says the janitor. 

“Well… I was working for the zoo.”

She paused for a moment and her eyes glossed over. “I woulda stolen so many tigers.”

[greasemonkeydarling]

I find it hard to believe that they weren't romantic. Not necessarily in a sexual sort of way, but on a deep intellectual, pretty platonic and spiritual level. I would bet every last penny I have that Oscar loved Carrie. When he saw her, his heart would clench and possibly think, "Damn. She is an amazing woman."

MY HEART! 

[greasemonkeydarling]

Oh good God, yes. If you do this to me, you would have a damn hard time getting rid of me. Cuz that shit is hot. Really hot. Extra points if your hand is in my hair and pulling slightly. Total turn on.

neck kissing is honestly the hottest, most seductive thing anybody could ever do to me. if you kiss my neck, if you playfully bite my neck, if your tongue touches my neck i will melt in your fingertips.

[greasemonkeydarling]

FEELINGS

Today, I am struggling. I'm struggling with the feeling of being alone. Struggling with mourning a devastating loss in my life. I just really need to talk to someone who doesn't know me. I need advice on how to get through this. I've tried therapy. I've tried talking to people close to me. Nothing is helping. I'm scared I'm going to do something I won't live to regret. Please. I'm just asking for advice. Or a nice thought.

[greasemonkeydarling]

Varying degrees of First Order emo.

based off of this post 

and @acrosc‘s post of Rey, Finn, and Poe

[greasemonkeydarling]

*blows kiss to space* for the female Skywalkers *throws therapist at space* for the male Skywalkers

[greasemonkeydarling]

This dude’s twitter thread NAILED why Luke’s storyline in The Last Jedi MADE PERECT SENSE.

Seriously, this guy is my new hero. Read the whole thing! I have been so puzzled on how anyone who calls themselves a Star Wars fan could not see Luke’s trajectory coming or understand it. This guy puts my thoughts into words

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[greasemonkeydarling]

Rey: Our daughter keeps getting force calls from boys.

Ben: What? Why?

Rey: Because she’s charming and beautiful.

Ben: Trace the call, end his lineage, salt the earth.

Rey: I’m pretty sure he’s 7

Ben: Then it should be easy.

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