#HES SO MEATY

[iheartjameshetfield]

i tried getting these thoughts out of my mind, i really did…

this james would be into the filthiest fucking things ever and if you say anything else you’re a liar

i’ve had this thought where he’s on the bed, his back against the headboard and you’re on top of him for the sole purpose of making HIM ONLY feel good

there’s just smth so degrading abt the fact that he’s letting you do all the work and not even get rewarded for it.

he would force you to edge yourself on his cock, not even moving a single muscle and just letting you do all the work as he watches your cunt deliciously swallow him

your hands would be planted on his chest for leverage as you bounce over him as fast as you physically could, but you were just so tired from being edged all night, you didn’t even noticed that you’d slowed down until you fully stopped moving

“don’t fucking stop” he seethes “faster, come on” he slaps the side of your thigh for emphasis as you cry out, too tired to move, but continue anyway

“please james, i cant” tears spring the corner of your eyes as the friction against your folds become too much to handle

“shut up and fucking move”

you feel a knot tightening up in your stomach for the third time that night as you clench around james’ cock, causing him to let out a strangled moan

“shit, yeah just like that” a cocky smile appears on his lips as he tries to catch his breath

he hears you attempting to muffle your moans as you grind yourself harder and faster on him, feeling your release coming up

james notices this and yanks your hands off of his chest, using his grasp as leverage to pull you closer to him as your grinds come to a halt

“i thought i fucking told you not to cum?” he grunts

“please james, i’ve earned it, let me cum, i’ll do anything” at this point you weren’t sure if you were crying from embarrassment or from the stimulation

“you’ve earned it when i tell you you’ve earned it” he abruptly lets go of your hands, causing you to fall back against his chest “now come on, make me cum. that’s all you’re good for anyway”

you start moving over him again, your thighs trembling as you bring your hands back to rest on his thighs, making it a little easier for you to move

the room was filled with the slick sounds of your cunt moving over his cock and your plush ass slapping against his thighs

when you feel him twitch inside you, you let out a sigh of relief, using every ounce of energy in you to bounce faster

“ohhh, fuck, i’m gonna cum. gonna pump deep inside of you, okay? shit shit shit” he lets out a low groan as he thrusts upward, bringing his hands to your hips as he holds you still over him, forcing you to drain every ounce of cum

when he let go of you, you got off from on top of him, his cum falling from your cunt. even after you got off of him, you noticed that he wasn’t finished, his cock twitching as more cum falls from the tip.

he uses his cum to stroke himself easier, massaging his balls until he finished unloading every drop of cum.

the sight of his thick thighs covered in your slick and his cum, the way he moans as he rubs his thumb over his tip, it made you whine, clenching your thighs together.

the sound brought james’ attention back to you, his mouth open in an ‘o’ shape as his brows are fused together. “be a good girl and clean up your mess”

your eyes widened in surprise as you let out a dumb little “huh” making james laugh at you

“well it’s not gonna clean itself” he sighs “on your knees, come on. put that pretty mouth to good use”

you shakily move farther down the bed, looking into his eyes while doing so, just waiting for the moment to tell you that he’s just kidding, but it doesn’t happen.

once you’re far enough down, he spreads his legs so that you can access him easier, his cock already hardening again when he sees the intimidated look on your face

you bring your palm up to stroke him, gathering all the cum and wetness covering him up as you hesitantly bring your mouth to his tip.

he lets out a hiss as you suck on him, his thighs clenching and unclenching. you pull off him to lick the sides on his cock, cleaning him up. you move away so you could comfortably put him in your mouth, fitting in as much as you could as you play with his balls.

“good girl” he praises, watching you suck him off.

you feel him twitch in your mouth so pull away, wanting to clean up a bit more before he makes a mess again. you bury your face in the bed so that you can comfortably lick his balls clean, his cock resting over your face. when you finished, you started stroking him again, taking him in your mouth as you starting lapping up his tip

his whole body shakes as he lets out a shudder, his hand finding it’s way to the roots of your hair to unexpectedly push you down, making you gag. you continue you suck him off, your throat clenching around his tip as you lick the sides of his cock, practically slobbering all over him

he watches as his fat cock slides between your lips, not even making it all the way in your mouth. “look at you, so fucking cock drunk, you’ll do anything i say. fuck, m’ gonna cum down your throat, that what you want? want me to feed you my cum?” you moan around him as an answer, causing him to curse.

he forces your head down all the way, not caring about your gagging as he strokes himself through your throat, his hot seed spilling out of his tip directly down your throat. he keeps you still, your nose against his pubic bone, until he’s sure that every drop of his seed was down you throat “atta girl” he praises in between moans

the second he pulls your mouth off of him, you cough, bringing your hands up to your mouth to wipe the spit and cum around your puffy lips.

he sees your tear stained eyes, your face red and puffy as mascara covers your cheeks and your lipstick smeared across you chin and lips. he feels pity for you, so he motions you to crawl up to him so you can snuggle close to him.

you don’t look him in the eyes as you crawl, immediately laying your head on his chest as he cradles you into him. “im so sorry baby” he whispers to you

“s’ okay. im fine, really” you assure him, sniffling a little

he strokes your hair, scratching your scalp before threading his hands into your locks “you did fucking amazing” he places a kiss atop your head “my sweet girl”

“thank you” you beam, clutching his chest tighter as he brings the blanket to cover the both of you up

i feel like i should crawl into a hole and never show my face on this app ever again.

[cantpickyourgenre]

I believe Bobby is coming back from the dead because I think we deserve to live in a world where Kenneth Choi gets to act his ass off by playing a simultaneously relieved/joyous and angry/furious Chimney, who feels like he has to thank Bobby, but also scream at him until his throat is sore because it wasn't fair to make that decision! he's going to say they should have played rock, paper, scissors and Bobby will chuckle because he thinks he's joking like silly haha Chimney, but Chimney is like "no, we should have discussed it, you died and I didn't even get to say thank you. you died and I owed you a debt I didn't even know about. you let me carry that" and he has to wrestle with the guilt of knowing that Bobby would do that for him, not just theoretically, but actual concrete proof that Bobby would die to save him. which they all know on some surface level that they'd die for one another, but it feels like such a far-off concept until it isn't. but Chimney also has to deal with the gratitude because Chimney is also so incredibly thankful that he didn't die. every step of the way he wanted Ravi, Bobby, Buck, and Athena to commit crimes, because he loves his life and he wants to keep living it. he's so overjoyed that he got to go home to his wife and kid, and that comes with its own guilt because how can he be so happy to be home when Bobby DIED. does that make him a monster? that on some level he's HAPPY that Bobby did that? and now he has to FACE Bobby. so he tries to be the Before Chimney who gets people whimsical gifts, but how do you give someone balloons about choosing your life over theirs? and he spirals because he's different now and Bobby is here and he has so so much he wants to say but all of it feels contradictory and unfair and he would normally go to Bobby for advice. so he does. he goes to Bobby and he says "what would you do, if you were in my position?" and Bobby just says "whatever you need to say or feel, I understand" and that just makes Chimney even more upset because what he needs is for none of this to have ever happened. its like they all got a re-do, but kept the memories and the feelings and now he has nowhere appropriate to put them. anyway, Bobby lives and we get Chimney angst yay <3 forever and ever.

[omegalerc]

all im saying is there’s clearly a perfect amount of space for a sharl in between those thighs..

[jackabbot]

EVAN BUCKLEY + his style over the years ↳ part 18/?

[kit-screams-into-the-future]

assorted weredoc doodles for @bttfjanaury! seeing as i’m the one who submitted it i might as well do it also hahaha.

bonus weremarty (au of au lmao):

[fratercrucis]

[pequins]

yeah im creaming on it.

[crezz-star]

egghead⚔️but its base bodysuit only

[backjustforberena]

Then we must press what advantage we do have. And what is that? Dragons. 

[whatudottu]

Using @fiestylittlebeetle's Malware design AND oc Aether, plus inspiration from this post, have an enveloped Mal who freak out about his starhole and Aether being the one person to actually respect his boundaries :)

[itsshawtyysworld]

found this on pinterest so you have to see it too

CRACK MY BACK SMACK MY ASS SLAP MY PUSSY RAW PAINT MY INSIDES TIL ALL I SEE IS WHITE TIL I'M PARALYZED TIL BONES START POPPING LIKE WE'RE POSSESSED BY THE NUN

[fantasticalleigh]

I wanted to make a more serious version of this and i probably will but the funnies came out first.

[hollandmarrch]

I'M UNWELL

[weirdbabs]

brothers…

[meatiors]

Foxes lineup but somethings a bit different 🤔

[cat-brrr]

Full art on patreon not rlly an nsfw i just decided to post there the lil things i do for comic i want to do