#I wanna yell and yell about it for hours but I have to go to sleep for my last day of work before winter break

[starboye]

starring: nicholas alexander chavez x male reader

request: Nick is the captain of the football team and the reader is the only male member of the cheerleading team, with a phat ass and slutty waist. A slutty femboy if you will. They have this ongoing sexual tension between them which leaves Nick always sexually frustrated and on edge. But whenever things start to get heated the reader just teasingly walks away. But one night when the reader is getting ready for bed, Nick breaks into his room climbing through the window and they have nasty sex all night long

warnings: smut, really rough sex, degradation, homophobia, f slur used but just in sex, fingering, jerking off, teasing

the other girls absolutely fawned over nick, him being the captain of the football team and all made all the women want to fuck him but he only had eyes for you and your righteously phat ass, he wanted you so bad that it hurt, and adding that you were the only guy on the cheerleader team he got to see your ass bouncing everyday during practice.

you on the other hand had no interest in him but you did love teasing him, getting him on the edge just to pull off such as today when after practice nick pulled you under the bleachers with his still sweaty gear on and your marvelous cheer uniform sill luckily on.

"what do you want nick" you ask agitated already knowing what he wants "i see you had a great cheer today, mind showing it to me at my place tonight" nick comes off player like, throwing you off slightly "well i would love to but what's in it for me" you ask filling nicks mind with nasty perverted thoughts "i dunno maybe a little kissing and some other things" nick licks his lips and glances down to yours.

"mm i dont even know how you kiss" you fake pout "well we could change that right now" nick smirks "sure then" you agree which shocks nick but none the less he leans into kiss you but just as your lips are about to touch the school bell rings and breaks you both apart "aw rats and i was just looking forward to it" you fake a sad voice and walk off.

leaving nick with a boner and a head full of thoughts that lead him to the bathroom to jerk off, the whole time thinking of how much he wanted to make you his, fill you with his cock and cum which now sadly is being flushed down the toilet after he came, but this time he has a thought in mind, a devious thought.

now watching you from a far as you get ready for bed, your parents weren't home right now so lucky him, slyly opening your window before slipping in to see you just walking out of the bathroom, taking that chance to pounce on you.

"what the fuck" you yell trying to push the mysterious person off you then realizing it's nick "what the hell are you doing in my house nick" you ask ready to hit him "finally taking what's mine" he smirks before grabbing you and kissing you deeply making you drop your guard surprisingly.

"you don't get to tease me anymore now" he says bending you over your bed and smacking you jiggly ass before spitting on your hole and opening you up with his fingers, pumping them in and out at an alarming rate for quite some time "you wanna hurry this up, my parents are gonna be home in like two and a half hours" you scoff making nick a little mad.

slapping you ass to shut you up before he pulls out his cock and thrusts in into you, a loud whine shooting from your mouth that nick stops by slapping his hand over your mouth and continuing to fuck that delicious hole that he's only ever dreamed of but feels so much better in real life "for a slut like you i expected a looser hole" he teases.

"yeah and i expected better sex but here we are" you slickly say making nick stop going nice and starts absolutely slamming into you, pushing you forward with every thrust but he pulls you right back on his cock to keep destroying your inside, pushing your face down into the pillow to shut up your whiny moans from getting you both caught by the neighbors.

"yeah who's the bitch now" nick boasted watching you turn dumb under him with every pound into your tight hole "dumb little whore just wanted some cock huh to shut up his faggot mouth right" nick says listening to you babble some nonsense "you want me to fill you up hm" he asks slapping your ass to finally hear you scream a 'yes'.

he pounds into you a couple more times before emptying his load in you but oh no don't think thats the end, it's just the beginning for the night this man had with you, had you creaming all over his cock and dumping loads into you like a common whore until you passed out, cleaning you up so your parents wouldn't get suspicious, the next day he saw you he was happy as ever could be.

taglist:@mailmango @spermeboy @ghostking4m @gayaristocrat @addictedtomalepits @staarb0y @crispysoup318 @its-ares @gargoylesworld09 @znerac

[babiigirly]

cw: arguing, mc has this red flag, inaccurate, rushed, I don't know what I was writing, not proofread

Sometimes, you're also the one at fault when it comes to arguments, the one who bursts out the most.

Whenever that happens, you two are not on good terms, obviously. You two won't speak to each other for hours and hours, days, maybe even weeks if the fight was really that serious. Funny thing is, you're the one who avoids him and refuses to be in the same room alone with him.

Belphie who scoffs whenever he sees you and notices how you're doing everything you can to avoid him as if he's the one at fault. This demon right here waits until you come up to him with an apology, he won't ask for it, he will wait until it comes out of your lips. He tells himself that he's going to play along with you, but deep down, he misses you so fucking much and just wants to cuddle. He knows you feel the same way and you're just being stubborn. Neither of you will approach each other unless you do it first. You're the one at fault after all, he thinks.

He acts pretty nonchalant and just eats all he wants as usual, but Beel is actually feeling sad that you two haven't made up yet. Unless the fight was really REALLY serious, he'll be the sweetheart he is and try to talk to you after a few days. Otherwise, neither of you will even bat an eye to look at each other and it's unusually awkward between you two.

Asmo is very verbal or sassy about it. He will yell it out loud even in public if he's feeling shameless enough. Something like "I'm waiting!!!" and he means he's waiting for an apology. Most of the time, it fuels the fire and you just hate being with him even more so more avoidance happens. One time, he came home drunk with Solomon assisting him home while he vents and rants about how you won't apologize to him, but he doesn't care about that now and just wants to be with you.

Gets so angry, Satan just wants to thrash everything around but stops himself because he convinces himself that he didn't do anything wrong. He keeps telling himself how he tried to stay calm this time, but it didn't work out with you. Once he notices you avoiding him, he's doing the same thing. He acts like nothing happened even though he feels mixed emotions about feeling so distant to you.

Levi goes to his room and tries not to cry while the heated exchange replays nonstop in his head. He plays his video games or watches anime while being next to one of his favourite plushies or body pillows. He starts talking to Henry, venting and all that. Then he starts missing you, but he will also avoid you and refuse to look at you. He just wants to hear "sorry" and starts self-sabotaging.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it" says Mammon while he paces around his room. He doesn't know why he's the one feeling anxious, but he also kinda knows why. I mean, it's you sooo... And Mammon can't sit still for the rest of the day and the following. He's also pissed that you're the one avoiding him when he just wanna talk about it but he wants you to initiate the conversation. This man can't sleep. He won't sleep.

There was this shocked, disappointed, upset, angry, and low-key sad expression all mixed in Lucifer's face the moment you walked out of the room. He doesn't stop you, but his pride is so hurt especially when you barely show up to him the following days after the argument. He doesn't send you a message, letter, gifts, or anything. He's just there, upset with you but wouldn't say anything. So he's basically doing the same thing Satan is doing. Acting like nothing happened.

Eventually, once you gain the courage to approach him and talk things out, these men are down bad for you and would pretend to consider your apology even though they're beyond happy that you've finally talked to them.

Once you two are on good terms again, expect a bunch of cuddles, dates, clinginess, etcetera etcetera.

a/n: the reason why I have not posted for so long is because of writer's block, as you can probably tell. I'm sorry for this poor quality of work, I promise you that I can do better than this😭 I'm looking for some fics that I've written and are finished or semi finished. I'll try posting those. As for the requests I've received (that I have not yet answered or started doing, please forgive me), I'll get to it soon and I'll do my very best to give you guys what you're asking for.

Also, the Obey Me! announcement and ending has taken a huge toll on me, so bear with me while I continue grieving please lmao hahaha (I'm not ok)

[stvrnioloslvt]

bestfriends? - matt sturniolo

genre: fluff / t.w.: none / check masterlist to keep reading ficmas '24 fics

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yells echoed through the house as the triplets were playing on stream, loud bangs heard from below you as chris lost a life, hitting the desk in frustration.

you were sprawling on their couch, a blanket wrapped around you while you watched a film on the tv. your ears perked up as nick's yelling seemed to break the barrier of sound, making you chuckle.

despite not wanting to interrupt them, you couldn't help but be curious to witness the scene yourself in first person, checking out what all the commotion was about. you knew they wouldn't have any problem with you joining them, and the viewers kinda knew you already as matt's bestfriend, but they weren't always welcoming and you feared their reaction.

you sighed, trying to keep your eyes and ears trained on the tv, but you couldn't help yourself from getting distracted every few minutes. in the end, you decided that you had enough — no one should command your life, not even your fear. and that's how you found yourself looking for your phone, unlocking it and going immediately to matt's number.

❛❛dumbass💙❞

can i come in? wanna see what you up to

yeah sure thing

you tossed the blanket aside, stretching your numb limbs before checking your reflection in the mirror. you were already all dolled up, waiting for your friend to text you the meeting spot for your hangout. the only problem was that you were ready a good half an hour ago, and your friend had just woken up from their daily nap, which led you to have to find a way to kill time.

just then, another ping echoed in the room. you snatched your phone from the couch, seeing a notification from matt.

❛❛dumbass💙❞ ②

bring me a Dr.pepper

pretty pleaseee :)

you shook your head, opening the fridge and retrieving the drink requested from the boy. you also poured him a glass of water, hoping that it may wash out all the crazy chemicals and sugar he ingested through those shit-tasting drinks.

you headed towards his room, pushing the door open with your hip, placing the liquids on his desk, careful not to spill any drop.

"chat, say hi to y/n," he exclaimed, patting you behind the knee to signal you to bend slightly so that you were completely in frame. you did as requested, waving and smiling happily to the camera while your bestfriend opened his can with his teeth, winching in pain when the lid scraped his lip.

"are you serious?" you asked rhetorically, sitting down on the edge of his bed. you reached for his chair, pulling him back so that he would be closer to you. you spun him around, inspecting the little bloody scratch on his lower lip, finally commenting with a sarcastic "oh no yeah, this is definitely a red code." and then, turning towards the screen you called his brother: "yo chris, get in the car your brother needs your F1 pilot skills."

just then you noticed the viewers going crazy, swarming the chat with comments about this little interaction that was so normal to you and the guys, but so new for them. a comment in particular caught your eye, making you blush:

@chrisleftball: am i the only one sensing some tension? matt's looking at her funny

you turned around rather flustered, straightening your back, trying to act like nothing had happened. matt's hands reached towards you, pulling you up to your feet so that you could stand beside him while he played. your hand naturally went for his nape, your fingers gently scratching him just as he liked.

you were aware that you two's interactions weren't always what bestfriends would do, a lot of times being teased by chris and nick about acting all lovely like couples do and "needing to get a room".

you couldn't lie, more times than not their teasing only fed your delusions, but you knew that it wasn't safe for you to step up — a small risk could cost a big loss, and you weren't ready for that yet.

you jumped startled as a notification from your phone brought you back to earth, your friend finally telling you were to go after almost an hour of waiting.

"i have to go, i'm meeting with a friend," you told him, caressing discreetly his hair to say bye to him. "bye chat! i have to go now i'm sorry... have fun! oh and matt, drink some fucking water please — i love you!" and just like that you were out of his room, sprinting towards the front door.

if only you had stayed a couple more seconds you would have noticed your bestfriend's cheeks color of a rosy tint, his mouth flying to his mouth to cover a smile that he was trying so hard to bite back, failing.

somewhere, imprinted forever on the internet, a lonely comment was drowned out by the others:

@user56439721: bestfriends?

© stvrnioloslvt

❃ a.n: merry christmas everybody, I wish you happy holidays and a shit ton of happiness🎄✨️

love, bree ☾

taglist: @shadowthesim @sturnioloszn 🤍

[chloe-skywalker]

Christmas Threw Up - Jax Teller

Jax Teller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,059

Summary: When Y/n decorates for christmas she like’s it to look like christmas threw up. Abel has always wanted to go all out putting up some christmas decorations. So Y/n tell’s him he can help her decorate.

Authors Note: Merry Christmas

Masterlist

Sons Of Anarchy Masterlist

Holiday Masterlist

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“Hey Darlin.” Jax greeted with a big smile once Y/n opened the door to her apartment.

“Hey handsome. Hey bub.” Yn smiled greeting both men at her door. Well man and boy. With a shy ‘Hi’ back from Abel, Jax set him down to go explore through the boxes scattered around the livingroom.

“What’s all these boxes for?” Jax asked stepping into her home looking around confused. He knew she wasn’t moving.

“Well Abel wanted to decorate for christmas and I told him about my collection. So I got everything out.” Y/n shrugged, to her it wasn’t that big of a deal. But Jax felt otherwise. She was letting his son help her, making one of Abel’s dream’s come true.

“He’s always been into that stuff just never had time to buy it all.” Jax smiled watching his son look through the clear tub’s and then he turned his attention to his girl. He was grateful to have her and he was grateful she’d do things like this for his son. Jax knows Y/n lovies Abel as if he was her own son and he couldn’t be happier about it.

“Well he can help me decorate my place.” Y/n told him wrapping her arms around Jax’s torso.

“You have a lot of Christmas stuff.” Jax stated wrapping his arms around her as well.

“It should look like Christmas threw up when we're done.” Y/n nodd’s confidently.

“Ni-nacks?” Jax raised a brow ready to tease her about it.

“No. Light’s and garland. My favorite.” She shakes her head ‘no’ and tells him what's truly in the boxes confidently. Y/n had no shame about her decorating habits.

“Oh my god. All of those?” Jax laughed amused and slightly scared.

“There’s more to.” Y/m smirks at him.

“He’s going to love this. Thank you.” He smiled down at her with adoration.

“Its no problem, Jax. I’m happy to let him help, more fun than me doing it by myself.” She tells him honestly.

“He loves you, you know?” Jax brushes her hair back. Able had become a lot more self confident and come out of his shell since Y/n came into their life’s.

“I love him too.”

“I love you as well.” Jax leaned down to kiss her.

“Hmmm, I love you too handsome.” Y/n kissed him back before pulling away for air and to answer him before Jax had to leave.

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“Alright buddy, I think that's all of it.” Y/n stood up looking around at their handy work putting up all the decorations.

“It looks awesome!” Abel yelled out in excitement looking around in amazement.

“I agree. Thank you for the help.” Y/n high fived him with a smile. 

“You're welcome. Thank you for letting me.” Abel thanked her as he turned to hug her.

“You can help me anytime Abel.” Y/n wrapped her arms around the little boy hugging him back. Y/n loved having Abel help her out, and just having him around. Abel loved to help Y/n out and go everywhere with her.

“What about the tree?” He asked letting go of her waist.

“Well since it’s a fake tree we have to straighten out all the branches. You wanna do that?” She explained to him being honest it was her least favorite part, flocking out the fake tree, but maybe Abel will like it.

“Yeah! Can we wait to decorate it till daddy comes back?” Abel asked excitedly.

“Of course we can buddy.” Y/n smiled at his thoughtfulness, wanting Jax to be included in at least some part of decorating.

A Couple hours later the two were just sitting around watching movies. All of a sudden Y/n heard a key being turned in the lock to the front door but it was Abel who saw who entered.

“Daddy!” Abel screamed out running to Jax, happy to see him.

“Hey Buddy.” Jax picked him up and kissed him on the head as he rested him on his hip.

“We saved the tree for you.” Abel told him with excitement in his eye’s.

“Thanks buddy.” Jax smiled at his son before setting him down.

“He wanted to decorate it with you here.” Y/n spoke from the couch where she and Abel had been playing ‘Disney's Guess Who?’ while watching movies.

“Holy shit.” He was almost speechless when he took in the entire apartment.

“Do you like it?” Abel asked his dad with a hint of nerves in his voice. Since they never decorated like this at home Abel was slightly nervous that his dad wouldn’t like it.

“I love it.” Jax answered with an airy laugh. Jax walked over to the couch. “You weren’t kidding. Christmas threw up in here.”

“Every year.” Y/n smiled at him proudly.

“I like it.” Jax smiled still looking here and there.

“You do?” Y/n was shocked at his comment.

“Yeah, it feels festive. Put’s you in the Christmas mood. It’s actually nice.” Jax was shocked that he truly liked and enjoyed it so much.

“Thank you, that's why I do it.” Y/n looked at him appreciatively.

“We should have christmas here. If that's okay with you?” Jax told her but he didn’t want to push.

“Yeah, that's fine with me.” She agreed. The couple watched as Abel looked around at all his and Y/n’s hard work with a glint in his eye’s. “You may also be staying here till I take this all down.”

“Abel doesn’t want to leave now huh?” Jax looked at his son and he could tell Abel would be sad to leave and go back home where it wasn’t as festive.

“Yeah, kind of.” Abel had told her as much. That it wouldn’t be like this at home. Not the same.

“That's fine with me. Maybe next year we’ll be in a place to call our own and it won’t be one or the other.” Jax shrugged at suggesting they move in together soon with a playful smirk.

“Sounds like a plan.” Y/n smiled at her man and at the thought of living together with him and Abel.

“Come on. Let’s decorate the tree.” Abel said, breaking the moment between the couple as he grabbed Jax’s hand to drag him over to the tree along with Y/n.

Taglist:

@padawancat97 @maryvibess @

[anonymousjaxygirl]

Vice Day (nsfw)

Dom!Jax x Fem!Reader (Y/N Used)

I was too obsessed with this concept to let it go, so here it is🥂 I’m a pothead myself so I couldn’t resist writing some stoner!jax👀

Warnings: p in v, oral sex, rough sex, mutual consensual intoxication, degradation/praise, overstimulation, “daddy”

overall smut very little plot

(art cred: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/6798915)

enjoy, my iron clad waffle cones 🧇

🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪🎪

“Today’s activity will be something in house, since I know you’ve all been working tirelessly these past few adventures.”

The colorful characters that occupy the circus stood around as Caine explained the plan for the day, everyone eager (and a bit anxious) to know how an in house adventure would pan out. Especially since the last one they did ended up with a sort of… well, Kaufmosis.

“I recognize that the all ages filter can be, well, difficult for you all. So! I decided that today’s adventure will be: Vice day!

I’ll be turning the filter off for the next 12 hours, as well as any surveillance that does not include the void. Head to the atrium to retrieve your goodies and have fun, my superstars!”

“Fuck yeah!” Yells Jax immediately after Caine disappears.

You giggle at his profane outburst. He settles his gaze on you and smiles, gliding over to you.

“Wanna go get high?” He asks, smirking at you in a way that makes your stomach flutter.

“Duh” you say, playfully rolling your eyes and heading towards the table full of various paraphernalia.

Gangle, Kinger, and Ragatha sat around with their glasses of wine, talking about yesterday’s adventures; Zooble smoking a cigarette and laughing at Gangle’s already tipsy state.

You and Jax grab two blunts, a giant winding glass bong, and some lighters before heading back to his room.

Your body tingles in anticipation, you haven’t been this excited in a long, long time. Jax’s excitement was radiating off of him, his hands frantically shoving what he was holding into your arms so that he could unlock his door. He swings the door open, immediately flopping down onto his bed. He pats the spot next to him;

“C’mon!” He practically squeals. You smile, placing the contents in your arms on his bedside table before sitting down next to him. You pick up a blunt and lighter from the table, putting it to your lips.

You can feel Jax’s gaze boring into you, you assume because he’s desperate for a drag. You light the blunt and inhale quickly, handing it to him. He takes it from you, hesitating before taking a hit.

“Wanna try something?” He asks, his voice lower than usual. He gazes into your eyes with a look you don’t recognize, but the sensation it creates between your legs is enough to have you nodding eagerly. He chuckles, your willingness endlessly enticing to him. He places the blunt between his lips, taking a long drawl before gently parting your lips with a gloved finger and pulling you into him by the nape of your neck. He ghosts his lips over yours, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke into your mouth. You inhale greedily, your body shaking slightly from the pleasure invading your body.

Your head is fuzzy from the weed and Jax’s hungry gaze. Leaning back side by side against his headboard; you both take a few more drags, letting the silence and smoke fill his bedroom.

Jax puts the blunt out, meeting your eyes as he turns his face to you. You try to control your breathing, seeing as you two were merely inches away from each other now. His eyes flick down to your lips before meeting your eyes once again.

The grin that spreads across his lips is borderline sinister as he looks at you.

“You’ve got such a pretty little mouth.” He mutters, running a gloved thumb across your bottom lip. You whimper at the comment, eyes glazed over. His dick twitches at the needy sound, and that is all the confirmation he needs to attack your lips with his own.

He pushes his tongue past your lips, moaning into your mouth as you melt into him. His hands roam your body; squeezing your hips, grazing your sides with his finger tips, running his thumbs over your nipples. You shudder and gasp under his teasing touch and he chuckles darkly at you.

“Look at you, already falling apart for me and I’ve barely touched you.” He mocks, suddenly biting down on the soft flesh of your neck. You yelp at the painful nip, pain immediately being replaced with pleasure as he runs his tongue along the same spot. He takes hold of your hips, yanking you into a supine position before climbing on top of you.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this.” He growls, pressing his lips against the shell of your ear. He trails warm, wet kisses down your neck, biting every so often before soothing them over again with his tongue.

“You walk around here, teasing me with those lips and that little giggle of yours.” He breathes, loving the way you squirm beneath him. He grinds his bulge against you, moaning in unison with you at the pressure.

“You gonna let me use your throat like a good little slut?” He purrs in your ear, sliding off his overalls before beginning to undress you. You nod fervently, unable to form words as your high mixes with the heat spreading between your thighs.

“Fuck…” he breathes at the sight of your naked figure beneath him. His dick throbbed in his hand as he thought of all the ways he wanted to ruin you. He stroked himself above you before placing his knees on both sides of your head, aligning his tip with your glossy lips. A deep, almost primal groan escapes his throat as he throws his head back, the feeling of your warm mouth engulfing his throbbing length was overwhelming.

“Ugh, yes. Suck Daddy’s dick like a good girl.” He moans, leaning forward & thrusting his cock relentlessly into your throat as he falls apart on top of you. Your muffled moans and gagging would’ve been enough to send him toppling over the edge faster than he would like to admit. He removes himself from your mouth, letting his cock flop onto your chest as he collects himself.

He admires the mess he’s made of you, the way your chest heaves underneath his dick; your swollen lips and bloodshot eyes. You start to squirm a bit underneath him, letting your fingers play with your clit as you drink in the sight of his perfect length; pulsing and begging to be touched. Jax quickly notices, and yanks your hand away from your center of need.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Bad girl. Did I say you could touch yourself?” He asks darkly, eyes full of lust as he looks down on you.

“N-no.. I’m sorry…” you whimper, avoiding his heavy gaze. He grabs your chin, pulling your face up to meet his eyes.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby. I asked you a question.” He demands, getting impatient.

“No, I’m s-sorry, Daddy.” You answer, keeping your eyes on his. He smirks, satisfied. He places a surprisingly soft kiss on your lips.

“That’s okay, doll. If you need it that bad, just let Daddy give it to you.” He says pushing your left leg up until your ankle is practically next to your ear, repeating the motion with your right leg. He moans at the sight of your dripping cunt, just begging to be destroyed. He wasn’t planning on letting your little act of disobedience go unpunished, but he couldn’t wait any longer to be embraced by your plush walls. He thrusts into you without warning.

“Jax!” You all but scream as he drives into you.

You’re a writhing mess as he uses your pussy, moaning and cursing as your walls convulse around him.

“That’s right princess, scream my name.” He groans, thrusting viciously into you. You do as he says, his dick delving deeper inside of you with every thrust. He pulls out of you unexpectedly, causing you to whine loudly in protest.

“Oh relax, I’m not done with you yet.” Jax scoffs at you. He aggressively flips you over onto your stomach, immediately sinking back into your pulsating pussy with a low moan. He pulls your hips up to meet his cock, thrusting into you hard.

“nghgh yes, daddy! please don’t stop fucking me” you beg, brain turning to mush as he fucks you dumb. He obeys your wishes, driving himself into you at a ridiculously quick pace.

“Mm fuck princess, you feel so good.. so tight and wet, just for me” he mumbles, moaning breathlessly.

“I’m gonna, fuck-I’m gonna cum, baby” you moan, pussy fluttering around him.

“That’s right, cum for me, sweetheart. Cum all over daddy’s cock.” He groans, his orgasm approaching him fast; his hips quivering as your walls continue to cease around his dick.

“Ugh, ‘m gonna cum baby” he moans, his thrusts getting sloppier as he chases his release. The feeling of his cock still pounding into your tingling heat trigger a second, body shaking orgasm that effectively brings Jax to his climax. His hips stall, the tip of his dick flush against your cervix as he spills his seed deep inside of you. He lets out a string of curses as your still convulsing walls milk him dry.

You both collapse onto the bed, thoroughly exhausted. He rolls off of you, cum spilling out of your sensitive hole as he exits you. He’s barely caught his breath, but he can feel himself already getting hard again just looking at you all used up and dripping with a mixture of both your juices.

Mmm, maybe a few more rounds couldn’t hurt..

[chronicangel]

There's not much I can say about The Narcissist Cookbook's MYTH: Side One that hasn't already been said (blast busy days, keeping me from listening to my favorite artist's new album), but I'll try anyway: The Narcissist Cookbook is one of the most impressive music artists and storytellers I could name, and they put those skills on full display here. Telling three separate, equally fascinating and engaging stories, this album punches you straight in the gut, and you better fucking like it. They already have two albums that have been credited with keeping me alive, and it is safe to say that the next time I'm at the edge of that cliff (which, let's be real, will happen again), this will be at the top of my queue. I want to listen to it a hundred times, and with winter break starting, I just might. Seriously, I don't care what kind of music you like, just put this album on and listen to it—really listen to it. I'll post some of my favorite lines after I give it a second listen after work tomorrow. (And possibly a third.)

Also, with how much MOTH means to me, I physically, audibly gasped for "MYTH: Side One - Excerpts From 'Lighthouses Of The British Isles' (two)". IYKYK.

[doecrossing]

just sat through the most horrible, awkward, tense dinner I've ever experienced in my whole life

[carcarrot]

dream time

[raeathnos]

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[thatsgonnaleaveamark]

people who just.. have full conversations at concerts. why

[e-the-village-cryptid]

when you go to recent posts on a character tag to try to find other people to be feral about them with but 80% of it is just you going feral about them on your own

[blujayonthewing]

just back from a short anniversary excursion and I wanna a) sleep for a week b) do absolutely nothing but play zoldo c) go through vacation odds n ends and pics we took and think about putting together the scrapbook page(s) for this trip in the ADVENTURE SCRAPBOOK Justin got for our anniversary d) think about dnd and maybe do some art e) did I mention sleeping

[stxrmxtsu]

sigh.

[defilerwyrm]

There’s this guy in town who owns this little house, and a while back he rescued a street dog that was going to get put down. Turned out she was pregnant.

Problem is, he has mental health & drug issues and couldn’t afford to get them all spayed & neutered, so now there are 6 grown bitches with 15 puppies total, and they’ve dug under his fence in multiple places but he can’t afford to fix it so they go roaming all around town. (When I say can’t afford it, I mean his house is currently running on a generator because he can’t afford his electric bill.) He’s also a day laborer so he cannot take multiple full days off work to take them to the vet an hour away. He’s in a really rough spot.

He’s not a bad person. He’s just overwhelmed.

And this little conservative town with 6 churches for 300 people, have they tried to help their neighbor? Have they adopted the puppies he’s been trying to give away? Have they offered resources?

NOPE! All they wanna do is talk shit about him and complain about the dogs but never lift a finger of their own. And they come to his house to yell at him and cuss him out about the dogs, which does not exactly engender in him a cooperative attitude, as you might imagine.

So after a while of this going on, my mom gets fed up with all the NIMBY bullshit and starts talking to the guy, because she’s done animal rescue for 20-odd years and has Connections. He’s resistant at first, but when he realizes she’s not being an asshole to him on account of his addiction or the dogs, he decides to let her help.

She gets to work organizing and networking. Finds a non-profit that will cover vaccinations, spay/neuter, and flea treatments for all the dogs. Talks the next-door neighbor into paying for materials to fix the fence, since this guy can do the work of it himself. Gets him in touch with another non-profit that will adopt out the adult dogs.

Less than 2 weeks after she decided to do something, all puppies have been to the vet, 10 puppies and 4 adult dogs have been adopted out, and the second non-profit is coming by next week to pick up the remaining 7 dogs to ship them out for adoption.

I’ve learned a lot of things from my mom—some good, some bad—but I think the most important positive message she lives as an example of is this: sometimes, when something needs done and no one else is willing, you gotta stand up and say “I’ll do it.”

[asexualjedi]

Things fucking suck!!!!!!

[permanentreverie]

7 1/2 hour shift with no food ayyyyy