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rb to give your mutuals a silly little paper valentine card and a red heart shaped lollipop 💖

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Absolute perfection

you, me, and cigarettes; a remedy for loneliness

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something borrowed, something blue masterlist

john price, head of the price mafia family, needs a wife. luckily, simon riley has an unmarried sister and a need for resources. only problem? prices and rileys don't exactly mix well...

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the proposal

the meeting

wedding week

the wedding

the honeymoon

a week of friendship

a bookstore in the making

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this is an enemies to lovers, arranged marriage mafia au! john price x f!reader. reader is simon's half sister. all of our four boys will be featured (eventually). the "enemies" part is mutual disdain, not life or death enemies. lots of cheeky banter here. it is medium burn, since the lines of "hate" and passion can be easily crossed. the rileys are a smaller manchester gang and the prices are in charge of london's biggest mafia. i am american so some places/slang/logistics might be not be right!! don't hate me! i am googling manchester/london slang but if you have some recs, feel free to comment. more to come <3

tag: fic: sbsb mafia price

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Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

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Mean Girls (2004) dir. Mark Waters

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First day of Kinktober here we go

Day One: Tommy Miller + 69

It's foolish the two of you don't need any changes in your sex life. Your life is exemplary, just as it is, but something is nagging you. Eating away at your daily thoughts whenever Tommy does literally anything.

He could simply be getting up on his horse, and your thighs tighten together. Something is exciting about the thoughts that run free through your head every day.

Not only do they roam free during the day, but they come to you in your dreams at night. Pleasant dreams that had you waking up with the urge to roll over onto your husband. Except every single morning, he was gone. Gone to patrol to help his older brother out with something.

Leaving you to fend for your own fantasies alone. Your hand stuffed down your panties. Fingers soaked as you thought of Tommy's long fingers holding your thighs and plump ass up as he ate you out like a man starved.

You could smell him, his hard length hollowing out your cheeks and his nicely trimmed pubic hair tickling your nose. You could feel him pulsing in your mouth and eventually cumming down your throat. It was angelic the way you could cum so fast in the mornings that he was gone.

So one night before sleep caught up to the both of you. You asked him. Snuggled up against his side, your head resting on his sturdy chest, hearing his heart beating. You ask in the darkness of your room.

"Tommy, can we…" You bite your bottom lip, thinking of the best way to phrase the following words from your mouth. "Can we what darlin'?" He asks in a thick Texas drawl, calming you down. "I wanna suck your cock, while you lick my pussy." Some sort of confidence is behind your words. You can hear the skip of Tommy's heart. The silence of the dark room consumes you, and you think you've misplaced your words.

Yet that thought goes flying from your mind like a tumbleweed when Tommy brings life back into the room. "Anything you want to do, sweetheart. I'll gladly lick your pretty little pussy." He says, and you melt.

"Right now?" You ask, and there's another skip in his heart. "Right now sounds wonderful, sweetheart. Now get that pretty little ass up here and sit on daddy's face." You're quick in your motions, ripping your sleep shorts off and pulling back the covers to reveal the noticeable bulge in his boxers. "Come on now, sweetheart." The following motion set is slow as you raise one leg over his chest. Your knees secure your spot on each side of his chest.

Breasts pressing into Tommy's toned stomach. A breeze of cool air hits your wet panties when you feel Tommy shift them to the side. You follow up by slipping Tommy's boxers just far enough down his hips with a bit of help from him to have his heavy cock spring loose from its confines. You're pushed forward when a wet kiss is placed on your dripping pussy. One kiss turns into two, and two turns into his tongue, lapping at your clit as he works you into a tizzy.

Your hot breath blows across the reddened tip of his cock. Shivers run down both of your spines as you breathe in deeply before taking Tommy's cock all the way down your throat. This isn't the first time you've sucked Tommy's cock, and it won't be the last time either.

You love the salty taste of him on your tongue, and with every flick of his tongue on your clit, the more you swallow around him and slurp at everything he gives you.

The thing that has you gagging around him is when Tommy lets his tongue plunge into the soft wet walls of your cunt. Leaving you somehow more breathless than you were beforehand.

You're a mumbling mess as you bob your head around his cock. You know the signs, you know, when Tommy's on the verge. His hands grip your hips a bit harder, and his hips buck a bit harder each time. With each thrust of his tongue into your pussy he bucks up and back into your wet and warm mouth.

There's something so dirty about it all. It's all so fucking dirty and so fucking hot that you can't seem to think about anything other than making each other cum. You swallow down his cum, letting it coat your throat, and Tommy does the same as your moan and groan around each other.

You can feel your own cum leaking down your thighs, When you look down between your thighs, you can see a thin layer of sweat on Tommy's forehead, but his chin and chest are soaked. "Fucking love this pussy baby," Tommy mutters. "Such a pretty pussy, squirting all over daddy's face."

Just from that one sentence, you know for the most certain future that Tommy's new favorite thing to do with you is 69.

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Episode 13x15 "A Most Holy Man"

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Thought this was a little funny

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I 100 percent agree with you on this. Marlene I think is blindsided by the idea of having a cure, she then blindsides Ellie and Joel. If anything the real villain in tlou isn’t the fungus infection it’s the people who gain power and don’t know how to wield the correct way.

sorry but I am officially a joel miller apologist. the fireflies knock him out & as soon as he regains consciousness marlene breaks the news to him that ‘yah sorry you’re never going to see your daughter again bc the surgery is lethal. but here’s her knife as a keep sake <3′ i’m sorry marlene but u thought that was going to go over well? you thought the insanely dangerous and firearm proficient man was who obviously bonded to ellie was going to go calmly? she should have sent ten men to escort him out. thirty. she should have just shot him in the head while he was unconscious. but of course she underestimated how much he cared. what he would do for ellie. bc she knew mean gruff self serving survivalist joel not father joel. she didn’t even let joel and ellie say goodbye to each other. was planning on killing ellie without even telling her for an experimental procedure they had no proof would work. didn’t even give joel the option to see her one last time. “would u kill 1 person to save 100?” they didn’t even allow a fourteen year old the agency to answer that question. team joel 

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⭒ what’s your lock screen, last song you listened to, last picture taken and last movie you watched? ⭒

thank you for the tag, pretty! <3 @bimbobaggins69

(1. ignore the playlist name and 2. the movie was shit)

no pressure tags: @littledemondani @lushxboba @cat-got-your-tongue @ceriseheaven @ryan-waddell11 @eddiesxangel @eiightysixbaby <3

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Todays my birthday

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So refreshing

back where I belong. (in bed.)