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[poppy-metal]

hi poppy!!! im visiting from cats blog tihi!! am leaving you a little patrick thought, thinking you might enjoy

but patrick would totally be making out with readers cunt through her panties, i feel like he would generally. but esp as a punishment cuz its like enough to feel really good but not, at least personally, to actually cum from it :((( just so desperate begging him to take them off :((( maybe its even coach patrick and its after losing a match :((( need him to be mean and condescending about it too, like begging him to pls kiss your pussy, and hes just being mean and saying he already is? even tho he knows what you mean. just the most soaked sloppy panties by the time he finally takes them off

TIHIHI i get so shy and giggly thinking about mean coach pat, hes so hot

-🐞

mean coach patrick <333333

think he does it as a reward too - thought it feels more like a punishment with the way it's so torturous. he buys you a nice little hotel room - lays you out on the bed - "lay back for me, baby." and you think he'll tug your panties down - maybe with his teeth, like he's done before - but he doesn't. you're looking down at him with your bottom lip caught between your teeth because he's so beautiful - so broad and big between your spread legs - trembling on either side of him. his eyes don't leave yours as he leans in and - oh god - presses his mouth right against your clothed cunt.

you're covered by your panties - pink ones with strawberries dancing across them - he'd grinned to seem them when he'd tugged your tennis skirt free from your ankles and tossed it aside - "cute." being all he said - but it was enough. enough to send heat blazing through you like molten lava. how you adored patrick - coveted him. felt butterflies in your tummy around him, erupting into flutters just from a glance from him - it was like a pathetic schoolgirl crush that refused to die down. even still, you couldn't believe this man wanted you back- had been inside you - was currently kissing your sodden cunt through the cotton.

"c - coach -" breathless. not a complaint or an urging, just saying it to say it. "ohhh." sighed out from you when he lay out the flat of his tongue - pressed it right against your slit through your panties. you felt the muted wet warmth of the sensation. knowing what his tongue actually felt like when it touched your bare flesh just made you all the more twisted in knots and eager for him.

he pulls back just enough to look at you - "you're already making a mess." he bites his bottom lip and leans in again to nuzzle your cunt, right where his tongue had just been. "god, your pussy smells so fucking good." he inhales and you flush all the way down to your toes. your hole leaks slick - despite how his words fluster you.

"im - I'm all sweaty from my match." you tell him, the vision of demurity. lashes fluttering. "I probably smell and taste gross."

patrick just huffs against you. his big hands come up under your ass, he grips the fleshy cheeks and yanks your pussy closer to him. you squeal as your lower half is lifted off the bed entirely, your legs scrambling to wrap around his shoulders for balance.

"dont call this shit gross." he warns. he presses his mouth against your cunt again. rubs his lips back and forth over you and drags your pussy lips into his hot wet mouth in one slow sucking drag that has your eyes rolling into the back of your skull. he moans sucking your pussy through your panties for one, two, three, four, pulls before he lets you go. "this is a winners pussy," he tells you. licks the flat of his tongue from ass to clit in one broad stroke. "and it tastes fucking amazing."

you can't argue with him, you don't want to. just curl your toes as he continues to mouth and lick at you through your little cotton panties. he completely soaks the fabric with his spit, until you can barely tell the difference from his tongue actually being on you. the fabric becomes sticky and shrinks in on itself, folding into the lips of your cunt in a thin line like a thong would - and patrick groans. tongues the tint string of fabric eaten up by the fat lips of your pussy until you're sobbing.

he drags a knuckle through your soaked slit, hooked your panties with it and pulls - until the slip of cotton is digging into your cunt - right through your slit and your clit, which squishes out on either side like it's trying to escape the bullying.

you're so wet your thighs are drenched. your hole clenching around nothing.

"patrick -" you whine- desperate.

he pulls the panties even more taut - your spine arches off the bed -

"that's not what you call me when you want to cum."

you brain shudders. your hips jerk.

"daddy." you whimper. and then again, crying it "daddy, daddy, daddy - "

he pulls the fabric back, finally pushing it the ruined soggy cotton aside to expose your drenched and swollen pussy to him.

he parts you with his other hand, making a v with his fingers, your labia split apart and your pulsing core at his mercy - your entrance fluttering at him. begging to be filled.

"look at that juicy fucking peach." he spits - right onto your hole and you wail, a trail of slick leaking out along with his saliva, he watches it trail down over your tight little puckered asshole. he groans.

"if you lost I was gonna fuck this ass." he tells you, licking his lips and unable to resist laying the pad of his thumb over the winking muscle. rubs his spit into the tightly furled rim as he grins up at your wide eyed expression. "yeah, I know. we've played back here, but daddy hasn't had this hole yet, huh? I'm not saying I was hoping for it but -" he shrugs. "- another time."

he drags his thumb back up, through the mess of your cunt. hooks it into your sopping hole and tugs down just to see the pink of your insides. all those pulsing hot walls about to massage his cock.

his free hand comes down to free his dick. it bobs hard and thick against his stomach. already leaking at the tip. flushed and eager to bury into something tight and wet.

"you were such a good girl, though." he tells you and he raises up, catches your legs when they start to fall off his shoulders and holds them there. he nods down at you. "take your reward, baby. put me inside you - feed that hungry fucking pussy some cock."

you don't need to be told twice.

[gotchibam]

My pokemon ko-fi doodles are open once again! ✨

Price has been updated to $15 since I really do spend a bit of time on each request even tho I call them "doodles" (it's a bit misleading I knooow but I don't feel like changing what they're called now >_<). I'll keep the slots open until I reach my ko-fi goal for the month!

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Thank you so much!!! 💕

[arywizm]

On rot

Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus | unknown | Faustus by Goethe | The Cannibal's Canción by Gloria Anzaldúa | Possession (1981) | Wishbone by Richard Siken | Where It Begins by Erica Jong | View from glas door by Erika Kasischke |

[starrynctzen]

[2:22 am] jaehyun reaches out for you in his groggy state eyes not even open from his slumber.

his heart sinks and reality hits him like a truck.

you're not there.

his arms linger where you once would be.

where your warmth healed him and comforted him.

now it was cold.

so cold.

his arms are pulled back to rest in front of himself.

he feels empty without you there.

he feels cold.

he wishes you were there.

he wishes he had you in his arms again.

[kevindavidday]

moth to a flame: chapter 2

[craznya]

Boom😺💥 Hehe, welcome home little guy

[ask-shane]

Hi Shane :3 I accidentally loosened the screws on Louis's bed frame :3

(Himod take care drink plenty of water)

question. why the hell would you get close enough to his bed to do that? that thing’s gotta be nasty.

i know he’s too busy committing tax fraud to clean his sheets properly. and lord knows what’s on them.

[bobbiflekmann]

Lauren Lane as C.C Babcock wardrobe shot by Brenda Cooper

[the-heart-of-a-monster]

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[fromgoy2joy]

Here’s a bit of an ✨introduction✨ to me, myself, and I.

I go by Joy and she/her pronouns :)

I’m a 19 year old college student that started my conversion process in October 2023, which has been.. it’s been something. But I’m happy to be here.

I was raised very fundamentally catholic by my family. If they find out, I’m getting kicked out of the family and financially cut off. So that’s going to inform how much I’ll be able to practice while at home with them.

I considered converting to Judaism for 6 years, and very seriously for 2 years, so this isn’t a sudden thing.

In the total of the two months I’ve been involved in the Jewish community, I’ve had around 6 antisemitic incidents happen to me. 2 happened on a group basis, 4 individually. This isn’t to say “woe is me” or whatever, but I just want to illustrate how insidious and prevalent antisemitism is. It’s where even being slightly associated with Jewishness leads to such outright scorn.

I have no tolerance for Jewish hate, tokenization, or any discrediting of the community.

I observe Shabbat, keep kosher, and am currently working on conversion with a conservative rabbi. We’ll see where that goes: it’s all about the journey.

I know a lot of niche information about Judaism but not a lot about basic things. It’s like knowing the steps to calculus but not knowing simple multiplication. So I feel very disjointed as I play catch-up. But that just makes it more fun to start piecing things together.

If I get any information wrong, please let me know. I’m obviously new to this and I appreciate any feedback.

Thanks for stopping by my blog and I hope you have a lovely day.

[risto-licious]

haven't done this kinda thing in a huge while! thanks for tagging @sir-olofii!

latest song: moonlight, kali uchis

favorite color: blues and greens will always scratch that special itch in my heart. the whole rainbow spectrum as well as certain color combos always manage to hit the spot, though. really into pale lavenders as well these days. COLORS ARE LIFE.

currently watching: 1997's berserk anime as well as fun mix of streams

last movie: the 14th detective conan movie: the lost ship in the sky

sweet, spicy or savory: yes please all of it after one another, I am a consumption connoisseur

relationship status: single

current obsession: enjoying myself, berserk, something written with someone

last thing I googled: amalfi coast in italy (gorgeous), bc I am playing just cause 3 right now and I want to soak up beautiful mediterranean scenery

tagging: @jitterzart @gorekody @ghostfriendmel (if you feel up to it!) & everyone who reads this and thinks it would be fun!

[wrathofrats]

i’ve been obsessed with sub styles of goth fashion so im just gonna assign ones to ghoulettes

Sunshine - hippie goth

Mist - corporate goth or southern goth

Cirrus - victorian goth or traditional

Cumulus - Whimsigoth

Aurora - romantic goth

Hi hi hi I’ve been doing research and ohhh GOTH GHOULETTES

(Forgive me if this isn’t terribly accurate, I am trying LMAO)

But here’s some outfits for each sub culture I think would fit each ghoulette (:

Sunny:

Mist:

Cirrus (with a bonus that I’m thinking too hard about)

Cumulus:

Aurora

[jackietaylorsghost]

um hiiiiii.

[trentarnolds]

Liverpool FC in technicolor, 1/7 [white]

[thefugitivesaint]

Did you ever come across a song that is infused with a sense of joy and fun (although there's a sense it might be calculated and manufactured) while also being...how to put it...dumb? I mean, you might feel inclined to jump around and dance but you feel slightly embarrassed for the indulgence given the source? Perhaps it's just me. The Forgotten Rebels are a band I've never listened to until yesterday and my overall impression is that the body of their work is pretty mediocre (at best). I like this song though. It's stupid, and sexist (in that male "rock and roll" way so many songs like this are) but pleasurable. You'll listen to it, maybe dig it in the moment, and then it will recede into memory, "forgotten." Pun intended. Later edit: I neglected to mention (thanks to @postpunkindustrial for the reminder) that this song is a Gary Glitter cover. But, the actual reason for this addendum is that I was watching some videos of Gary Glitter and in this appearance in 1973 at Top of the Pops, Gary looks like Bill Hader playing the role of a 70s glam rocker. The resemblances are strong enough for me NOT to see Hader's facial features jumping out at me. Someone out there tell me I'm crazy.