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what cabin are you in pjoo?? (if you watch)

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cabin 7!!

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can´t wait to see ur theme next week 🥰🥰

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a picture that makes u happy

such a frickin cutie baby !!! i wanna squish his cheeks ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

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bea ur theme is so pretty i love it so much

and i love YOU so much

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i saw your husband on my fyp 🔗

BOOM SHAKALAKAA

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https://www.tiktok.com/music/original-sound-7105080844901042990?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc

if you got a hoodie on TAKE IT OFF.

my dad core (🔗)

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cardigan chorus you will always be famous 🙂‍↕️

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DESPERATE

pairing rick grimes x fem!reader

warnings smut | fingering | p in v

MASTERLIST

You had just finished a supply run with your boyfriend and the supply outcome hadn’t come out so great; everything either being soiled or empty. Currently you were both in the car on your way back to camp; the roads completely empty and the cool breeze washing over your face from the cracked open window, knowing the man beside you was driving a little faster than he should.

“Stop staring at me.” You remarked, turning your head to look over at him; his blue eyes still fixated on you. “Rick.”

“Get in the back seat.” The low tone of his voice had you pausing; eyes widening briefly at the change in atmosphere, feeling the car beginning to slow. “Do I need to repeat myself?” Heat pooled between your legs at his dominance; unintentionally letting out a moan which had his lips curving up into a smirk, climbing into the back seats right as the car came to a complete stop.

“Clothes off.” Your shirt and jeans were off as fast as you could remove them, fumbling with the hooks on your bra in your haste to get naked; huffing lightly in annoyance.

“Can you help me please?” Looking at him pleadingly he complied, unhooking your bra when you twisted so your back was facing him; removing it from your arms after. “Thank you.” You murmured, managing to get your panties off before the man was on top of you as you laid across the seats; shuddering as goose bumps popped up on your skin when his large slightly rough hands trailed over your body, making him smile. “What do you want me to do?”

“Lie still while I touch you.” He stated, causing you to relax your body to let him do as he pleased; soon having his lips pressed against yours as his fingers trailed over your abdomen.

You mewled softly into his mouth when he made contact with your folds, rubbing his thumb at your entrance which had you growing wet; hearing the satisfied hum from his chest when he took notice. “Good girl. You can make noise darlin’.”

“Walkers.” You muttered, squirming beneath him slightly as he continued to tease you; moaning quietly as two of his fingers pushed into you, stretching you to get you ready for him.

“They won’t get in the car.” He assured, groaning as he scissored his fingers inside of you. “I’m desperate, sweetheart. Think you can take me now?”

“Mhm.” He puffed out a sigh and removed his fingers, unbuckling his belt as you awkwardly opened your legs for him to fit between them; the limited space making it a little difficult.

Shifting to a more comfortable position where your head wasn’t against the car door you felt his heavy erection against your thigh, jumping lightly when the soft skin brushed against your clit; hooking your legs around his hips. Despite being desperate he entered you slowly so as not to hurt you, dropping his head into the crook of your neck with a groan; releasing a shudder as his teeth nipped at your skin. “Rick, I’m not fragile.”

“Don’t tempt me.” He grunted, bracing his hands either side of your head; lifting his own so his piercing blue eyes locked on yours.

“I want you to fuck me.”

“You-“

“Don’t hold back.” You stated, reaching around and digging your fingers lightly into his back; causing his eyes to briefly screw shut before his resolve broke. He slammed himself into you repeatedly as he began thrusting, forcing you to hold tightly onto him as he fucked you down into the back seats of the car; moaning loudly at his roughness. Your hands slid round to his front and popped the buttons of his shirt, revealing his tanned chest to you and dragging your fingernails over his bare skin; causing him to shudder as he continued to pound you. “Rick!” you moaned, gripping onto his sides as your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure; the temperature in the car increasing as the windows began to steam up.

“Touch yourself.” He demanded; his order turning you on even more as you moved one of your hands down to rub at your clit, your slickness providing lubrication. You gasped at the added pleasure and managed to re-open your eyes, finding Rick staring at where your bodies were connected; moaning at the fact he loved to watch. You could feel an orgasm fast approaching, causing your muscles to clench which had him groaning in pleasure; picking up the pace and quickly having you screaming as you came. “Hands and knees.” He rasped; not giving you time to compose yourself as he pulled out and watched you clamber into the position he wanted, crying out as he slammed himself back into you. Your arms almost buckled as your body trembled from the remnants of your orgasm, feeling Rick’s hands gripping your hips; his rhythm faltering as he neared his own climax. The man behind you grunted and tightened his grip on you, releasing a deep groan as he thrust once more and kept himself sheathed inside of you as he came; triggering a second orgasm as you were still sensitive from the first.

“You need to be desperate more often.” You breathed, hearing him chuckle as he leant forward and kissed the back of your shoulder. “We should get going.” Rick pulled out of you and you heard his belt click as he tucked himself back into his jeans, moving back to the front to give you more room to redress yourself; releasing a squeal when your elbow met the window with an audible thud.

“Careful.” He chuckled, watching as you finished and clambered back into the front passenger seat; leaning over to give him a brief kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too Rick.”

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cassie chats: only on s2 and i’m already gooning bro 😭🙏

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sometimes prissy!reader has a bit of an attitude … it’s safe to say season 1 rafe doesn’t tolerate it.

your wispy eyelashes almost touch your eyebrows as you roll your eyes at your boyfriend, who was telling you that there was still another two whole hours of the golf game left.

it wasn’t your fault, the weather was beating down on you and making your soft skin sweat, your thighs were so hot that they were sticking to the seat in the golf cart, and you ran out of water and beer an hour ago, and the cart girl was no where to be seen. you were promised a comfortable and relaxing day, and instead you’re hot and bored.

rafe’s lip curls up in annoyance at your eyeroll, and he scoffs and walks away, leaving you pouting in the cart. he’s trying to enjoy the day, there’s no way that he’s letting his prissy girlfriend spoil the fun by needing his constant attention.

fanning at yourself when the sun blares down on you, you’re truly putting on a show for rafe, exaggerating so he can take you home. even with his baseball cap that he stuck on your head at your third complaint, and the last sip of his beer that he gave you half an hour ago, you’re still not satisfied. he’s starting to think you’re never satisfied.

“rafe, do you have any sunscreen? i think i’m getting burnt,” you call out after he swings the golf club.

“you think i pack fuckin’ sunscreen? not my fault you’re wearing a tube top, little shoulders bound to get burnt,” he steps back to let topper take his shot. “top, you got any for my girl?”

“nah, man, never pack that shit,” topper answers. rafe can hear you groan from your seat, and usually you’re at least saying ‘thank you’ for checking, but you’re so bored that you’re beyond sweetness.

“do you guys have, like, anything? this is so boring,” you complain from the cart.

topper asks, “did you bring your phone?” and you tell him it died.

rafe’s frankly done with your subtle tantrum, stomping over to you, swinging the club in circles as he walks. if your brain wasn’t so foggy from the heat then you’d admire how his arms look in that polo top, but you can barely even think.

“how about you keep score? hm, kid, how does that sound?” he offers, handing you the scorecard.

“that’s boring, i don’t even know how golf works, don’t know how to do this,” you complain. “rafe, i just wanna walk home, i’m done with this, so boring,”

“all i’m asking is for you to keep score.”

“i don’t have a pen.”

“use your lipliner,”

your lip curls in distaste, a habit picked up from your boyfriend. “that’s stupid, its like, $40,”

“hey,” he scolds. “don’t know where this little attitude came from but it stops now, okay? shit, babe, just trying to enjoy the game. you wanna, uh, you wanna walk home? that what this is? is that what you’ve come to?”

“are you dumb? i’m in heels—“ he cuts you off instantly, not liking your insinuation one bit.

“hey! hey—“ you expect him to grab your jaw or wrist but he grabs your nipple through your shirt, tugging at it so you’re dragged closer to him.

“don’t speak to me like that, a’ight? not fair to me. tried to bring you out here for a fun day, don’t need the fucking insults. say something nice to me or don’t say shit at all. or i can bring you home right now and give you some shit, and i promise you you won’t like it. sit in the cart, keep score, be nice. can you do that?” he continues. you nod, and he pinches your nipple harshly, making you squeak, then lets go.

you watch rafe’s vieny hand adjust your top after that, then watch as it moves up to your cheek. he pats it, gives you a nod with some pretty harsh eye contact, then leaves.

he always knows how to shut you up.

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thank you for 400+ notes in almost a daayy!! 🤎🤎 love u guys

rafe shuts you up by kissing you.

You two were chilling by his pool, you were sprawled out on the lounge chair, your sunglasses laid on your head as he sat on the edge of the chair, rubbing his hand up and down your thigh.

This time you were ranting about how rude a customer was at the country club the other day, your hands moving around as you re-told the story for the 30th time.

He nodded along to whatever you were saying, letting out occasional "hm´s" and "Mhm´s" here and there so you knew he was listening, even though you told it so many times already, "It was crazy!" you huffed "she just wouldn´t stop complaining, it was so annoying."

Rafe chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched your animated gestures. "Sounds like a real nightmare," he murmured, though his attention seemed more focused on the way the sunlight danced on your skin than your actual story.

You sighed, leaning back on the lounge chair and pushing your sunglasses back down over your eyes. "Right? I mean, how hard is it to just accept that we were out of sparkling water?" you grumbled, your tone exasperated.

You kept yapping and yapping for what felt like an eternity for rafe. "Alright, enough," he muttered, sliding closer to you.

You barely registered his words, too caught up in replaying the absurdity of the customer’s complaints.

"And then she—" he let out a huff as you continued "Babe." he interrupted, but you kept going.

"Babe," Rafe repeated, a little more firmly this time, his hand now resting on your thigh squeezing gently to grab your attention. You glanced at him briefly, still mid-sentence, "What? I’m just saying, it was ridiculous how—"

Rafe cut you off entirely, his lips crashing onto yours in one swift motion. His kiss was firm, decisive, and laced with just enough frustration to make you realize he was done listening to your rant. You froze for a moment, caught off guard "Rafe,"

Then he kissed you again, his hand slid up to cradle your face, deepening the kiss. The world around you seemed to blur, the faint sound of the pool water and the distant chirping of birds fading into the background.

When he finally pulled away, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as his thumb traced lazy circles on your cheek. "You done now?" he teased, his voice low and laced with amusement. You blinked at him "What was that for?" you sighed.

He shrugged "Needed to shut you up somehow." he chuckled, clearly pleased with himself, you swatted his arm away and huffed "You could´ve just asked me to stop talking." you crossed your arms "I did." he said smugly, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement.

"But I figured this was way more fun."

‎ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 , 𝐛𝐞𝐚

𝐚/𝐧 — got inspo from this fic ! i apologize if there are any misspells or bad grammar, english is not my first language.

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being fillmed while chris fucks you....

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"look so fuckin' pretty," he grunts, his grip on the phone faltering for a moment before he pressed his fingers into the side, angling it downward to capture the sight of your sopping cunt as it swallowed his cock over and over again.

chris' thrusts were slow, drawn out as he moved back and forth - his cock sliding almost all the way out until only the tip was nestled between your puffy folds before he buried himself to the hilt once more - reveling in the whimpery sounds you'd let out each time. "spread 'em wider f'me,"

tapping his free hand against the reddened, swollen flesh of your thigh to emphasize what he meant, you slowly bring your hands down, fingers wrapping around your legs as you pull them further apart, "shit," he sighs, lowering his phone even more to capture the sight of the creamy mixtures of your prior releases dripping from your hole, staining the wrinkled fabric of his bedsheets.

"gimme another," he suddenly says, his hand moving from your thigh to your swollen clit, his thumb rubbing tight circles against it. a broken sound left you, something between a moan and groan as you shook your head - "can't, chris.."

he hums, "c'mon.. thought you wanted to put on a show for the camera," he teases, his voice gruff as he spoke. "i d-do," you replied shyly, "you can do it baby—f'me? wanna capture your pretty lil' face n' pussy on camera just one last time,"

you whimpered, the aches and exhaustion already starting set in from the all the previous rounds but despite that, you couldn't help but want to please him, to give him what he wanted. "one more," you hummed, eyes rolling back as he sped up the circles on your throbbing bud, "good girl,"

the knot in your lower belly wound tight and you groaned, gummy walls clenching around his swollen cock that he continued to drag in and out of you, "already?" chris teased, his voice breaking off in to a shuddered curse.

he didn't get a response, not a verbal one anyway, only a whiny murmur of his name as your face contorted, the muscles in your thighs that he had spread out around his hips tensing as your orgasm hit - chris doing nothing but continuing to rock his hips, his thumb drawing lazy circles against you as he captured the entire thing on video.

"that's it.. my dirty girl - love you so much,"

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hi wife , 🎀

hi honey bun

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i gasped the new theme is gorgeous

me when i see ur blog

LOVE YOUU!!

^^ this is me when i see you btw

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NEW THEME

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