#John Madison

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have Young Frankenstein 1974

[peggys-123]

[eldritchdilf]

💰❤️

[drewsephrry]

they all look fine asf

[savvysquid]

Spiderman meme with all the double casting in Hamilton

[cinemaia]

[janesarahspidey]

[sesamestreep]

I really feel like one of the best details in “A Scandal in Bohemia” that I never see people fixate on enough is that the story starts with Watson stopping in to see Holmes at Baker Street on a complete whim, because he happens to see that he’s home (and Watson is now married and living elsewhere). Like he doesn’t send word first, he’s not invited, he just shows up and surprises Holmes. Which is not that weird but then Holmes is like “oh good, I’ve got a case anyway, you might as well hang out!” which just makes it funnier when the King shows up and is like “I’d really rather speak to you alone, actually” and Watson tries to leave and Holmes is just like “anything you can say to me, you can say to my best friend John Watson, and if you ask him to leave, I would consider it a grave insult, you would be my enemy and I will not help you ever!!” And the king is like “…ok” and just moves on.

like, that is crazy behavior. Holmes is talking about how there’s probably lots of money in this case, and then almost turns away the client for…not knowing who the fuck Watson is?? He’s not even supposed to be there?? He just came to say hi?? “It is both or none”… girl, GET UP.

[hypnotizedstarkey]

study buddy part 2!

not proof read!

summary: in which after the first session, nerd!rafe and reader can’t seem to focus on the real work again

warnings: unprotected p in v (wrap it up!), switch!rafe, female receiving, hair pulling, praising, slight overstimulation, ride cowgirl!, etc?

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it’s been a week since i’ve seen rafe. i’ve never been so confused about a man before, every time he’s seen me he has avoided my path and hasn’t looked at me. like he’s regretting that session.

i’m watching him across the room as we speak and he definitely knows i’m staring right at him.

why the fuck wont he talk to me let alone look at me.

i get up, on foot in front of the other and march towards him. “rafe-“ he gets up, gathering his things, fixing his glasses and walking away. actually what the fuck.

i follow him out into the empty hallway of our campus. walking at a faster pace this time to catch up to him, “no what’s your fucking problem, rafe?” my sharp tone coming off strong. he stops. “y/n-“ he goes to answer. “no seriously why are you completely avoiding me? did i do something wrong?” i don’t understand what i could’ve done, i feel like he might regret that session or regret doing it with me.

he turns around.

“you didn’t do anything wrong.. listen i’ve just been feeling like maybe you weren’t looking for anything serious, i mean ive heard you’ve been going out with other guys and not that that’s a bad thing, im sure lots of guys would take that chance to go out with you, i mean i would- no i wouldnt- no i dont mean i wouldn’t” his rambling starting to come out and he’s basically trembling. “rafe i haven’t been going out with anyone since the last time i saw you.” his nervous expression falls.

“really?” “really.”

there’s a silence between us and now im the one starting to feel nervous.

“do you want some help again?” he clears his throat, still avoiding eye contact. “yeah..” i walk towards him, walking side by side. a small dares to form across my face.

as i unlock my door, rafe behind me, i feel the familiarity of the first time i had him on my bed.

rafe pulls out the same chair he used last time to tutor me, “so which part do you need help on?”

as time passed, i grew more and more bored of the assignments and studying, all i could focus on was his face and the way he spoke, the way his hands grazed the pages he flipped, the way his fingers grew up to his glasses to push them to the spot they were always in.

i must’ve started growing delusional because i swear rafe was focusing on me more than usual, like he was thinking of me the way i was thinking of him.

“we can take a break?” i suggest breaking the tension that filled us. “yeah let’s take a break” he was quick to agree. our eyes stuck on each other. the air grew thick and the room suddenly became hot and intense.

our bodies somehow grew closer together and our knees touching, neither of us wanting to move, hoping the small touch would get us to settle down.

“fuck this” rafe reaching across the table pulling me and hungrily kissing me, our tongues dancing heavily and our breathing growing stronger. we both are fumbling across the room and into my bed, unbuckling his pants and taking each others clothes off. our kisses wandering onto each others bodies, his lips on my chest and his hands removing my bra.

i gasped as he lapped his tongue around my nipples, massaging and pinching one of he wasn’t using his mouth on it. “feels ‘s good” his eyes looking up at me, watching the pleasure he was giving me. unlatching his mouth from my breasts, he pushes me back a little, making me lay down. he kisses down to my stomach, then to my lace wet panties. “you’re so beautiful. i’m obsessed with you.” his words making me melt by the second.

my hair spread across the bed, my face suddenly feeling flushed. “let me these off, hm?” i nodded. “gonna let me taste you. baby? say yes or i’ll stop.” “yes rafe please just touch me already.” the desperation in my voice embarrassing me a little, this is probably what it felt like for him.

he pulls off my panties, stuffing them in his pocket. he leaves kisses on the inside and outside of my thighs, worshipping my body. finally, licking a strip up to my bud. a gasp leaving my mouth as he continues to lap his tongue around me. moans leaving my mouth as i tug on his hair. he groans in pleasure.

who would’ve though the nerdiest boy on our campus was so slutty in bed?

without a warning, he shoves his two fingers into me hitting a spot in me i haven’t felt before. “rafe- oh my god!” a loud moan releasing from me as he continued to work his way through my pleasure. his nose beginning to hit my bud and my eyes roll back, moans struggling to come from me. his free hand comes up to massage and pinch my nipples once again, sending me over the edge. “i’m gonna cum!” he doesn’t stop and curls his fingers inside of me.

“cum on my mouth please” his desperation kicking in.

i feel that familiar band snap in me and i already feel so fucked out of my mind. where the fuck did he learn how to do that?

my breaths heavy and hair a mess. i move towards him, his mouth glistening with his spit mixed with my juices. he looks so fucking good like this. i kiss him, tasting myself. our kiss heats up once again and i feel him poking my through his pants. “let me take care of you, pretty boy, yeah?” now he’s nodding his head frantically as i palm him through his boxers, freeing him from them i get on top of him.

“let me do all the work for now” before he knows it im the one on top of him, i grab him, rubbing his tip against my wetness, his mouth dropping open a little in awe. “stop teasin’” his eyes begging for me to fuck him. i sink down slowly, both of us gasp. “oh fuckkk” a low groan coming from him as i slowly rock my hips against his.

his eyes closed now from the pleasure taking over, “keep your eyes open or i’ll stop moving, rafe.” my voice stern, his eyes snap open and he looks drunk on how good he feels. i grow my pace faster, the sounds of our mess making the room filled with moans and groans. “you’re doing ‘s good for me, yeah? you like how i’m fucking you dumb?” he moans in response. i grab his jaw, his mouth opening slightly, “tell me, rafe.” he puts his head back a little and i bounce harder against him. “holy shit yes y/n!” his moans making me need to cum again.

“gonna cum for me rafey? be so good for me?” he nods, slight drool coming out of his mouth. “show me how much you want to cum.” his hands are gripping on my ass, slapping one of them harshly. he wraps his arms around my waist and starts fucking hammering into me. his balls slapping against me. he feels so deep inside of me and my nails are scratching his shoulders and back but he definitely likes it with the way he’s moaning.

“rafe! i’m gonna cum!” he doesn’t slow down, drunk on how good we both feel and caught in the moment. he reaches down to my bud, rubbing it in circles, making me shudder. the second time i feel the familiar band in my snap, this time hitting my harder.

rafe doesn’t stop rubbing my clit. my sensitive bud making me moan out in a pain like pleasure. “too sensitive!” i manage to moan out, snapping him from his trance. he finally gets the same familiar feeling, his hot cum inside of me now. he slowly pulls out of me, watching our mixed juices leak from me. the room is now filled with the sound of rapid breathing.

he kisses my lips, this time sweetly and leaving kisses along my face. the butterflies in my stomach.

“can i take you out on a real date? instead of a “session”?” he uses his fingers to air quote “session”, a chuckle leaving his mouth.

a laugh leaves my lips, “i was hoping you’d ask, nerd boy.”

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[letsgofullpogue]

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[highinfideltys]

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[leaclark]

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[amilyworks]

"Whoever said "Living in paradise is no vacation" sure was right."

— Pope Heyward in Outer Banks: Pogue Life Book

[drewsephrry]

obx: pogues (and rafe) head to morocco tomorrow

[valend]

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

[x-fag]

im supposed to be rehearsing but my children yearn for the hamilton tweets

sorry for the hiatus guy something came up and shit yk the drill

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