#but ya got my ass with this one 🥴

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Midwestern Lexa and Clarke dancing to “can’t take my eyes off you” by Lady A 😍😍.. it’s one of the best country love songs out there and this is coming from someone who hates country music 😂 And just imagining Lexa slow dancing with her wearing a cowboy outfit head to toe and softly singing along with that twang ughh my heart

The thing is, in a town of 200 people, Clarke was fully expecting to have to keep her queerness tightly under wraps. It'd been part of what made her hesitate to accept the job at the local clinic in the first place. The knowing just how much she was probably going to have to hide this huge piece of herself.

But then Lexa went and boot-scooted her way into Clarke's life with those eyes and those lips and that god awful accent, and that smile that manages to make her agree with damn near anything. Which is exactly how she found out that not all small towns in the heart of the ol' sprawling USA treat queerness like it's something that makes a person defective. There's still bigots of course, and the few regulars about town who send them a look of disgust whenever they walk by hand in hand. There's even a few who refuse to go to Clarke's clinic once they find out who the new resident is dating. But she had to deal with that occasionally back in the city as well. So, nothing new. Not really.

And she knows it helps that Lexa knows everyone. Like... literally everyone. Knows them, knows their siblings, their children. Hell, even their grandparents.

Lexa's such a central piece of the way their little town survives that Clarke sometimes kinda feels like she dating corn-fed royalty. Or the commander of prairie grass and butter cows. The queen of neverending soybeans.

Or well... The homecoming queen of soybeans feels more apt...

So it's not entirely surprising when Lexa makes her tag along to the end of summer community "get together" they have her first year living in town. It's not surprising when she tells her to dress for the heat of the day and then the chill of the evening. And to wear comfy shoes.

"Cuz I'm takin' you dancing."

It's all beer coolers and picnic tables weighed down with an assortment of homemade dishes that people keep referring to as "salads" despite every last one of them containing a generous amount of mayo. There's a designated dancefloor in the middle of all the hubbub that consists of nothing more than a particularly arid patch of main street's only lawn, sectioned off by nothing but four bare lumber posts that have been driven right into the ground. But they certainly class it all up with a few strings of white Christmas lights stretched overhead that twinkle once the sun goes down.

These people are nuts.

But Clarke kinda loves it.

Especially getting to enjoy it from the comfort of Lexa's arms. Because that's how they spend the majority of the afternoon: waking around, talking to whoever, eating whatever plate of food someone sticks under their noses. They listen to the farm folk complain about the weather, and the town folk complain about the price of gas, and of course Lexa guides them by the table full of sullen teenagers forced to be there just to listen to them complain about how stupid this whole town is.

The trials of dating a natural born diplomat.

They let the church ladies wrangle them into helping set treats out for the kiddies after supper is done. They play some game horrifyingly named 'cornhole' (which Lexa is disconcertingly good at 🤨), and Clarke learns the correct way to shotgun a beer from a very nice gentleman apparently only known by everyone as 'Big Ed'.

It's a nice evening with her new community. A real salt of the earth kind of experience. And she enjoys it all with Lexa's arm resting loose around her waist for everyone to see.

It's not until the sun's fully set and the fireflies have already gone to bed that the music gets a little more soulful. A little more twangy. The kind that Clarke's only just grudgingly starting to appreciate. And when a particularly slow song starts playing she already knows exactly what's coming, the only surpise is that she wants to dance to it just as much.

There's just something about the way Lexa holds her when they dance to this kind of song.

The Christmas fairy lights twinkle overhead and the quiet chatter fades to the background as they sway together among the few other couples dancing. Lexa holding Clarke's hand against the steady thumping of her heart in her chest. Relaxing into the feel of Lexa's other hand rubbing circles on the small of her back, while she rests her cheek against the faded shoulder of Lexa's flannel.

Lexa had told her it used to be her dad's before he passed. That it always reminds her of watching him and her momma when they used to slow dance late at night in the cramped space of her childhood kitchen.

Clarke is kind of in love with running her fingers over its time-worn softness every time she wears it.

And there's really nothing for it when Lexa pulls back just far enough to look into her eyes at certain parts of the song. The way the green of her own has darkened to nothing but midnight and stars as they barely move, song almost forgotten, so lost in each other they are. The way those damns lips that can talk Clarke into enjoying so many things she always thought she'd never want to be a part of twitch just at the edges. As if they want nothing more than to sing the words just for her.

I love when you tell me that I'm pretty when I just wake up

And I love how you tease me when I'm moody, but it's never too much

I'm fallin' fast, but the truth is I'm not scared at all

You climbed my walls

So lay here beside me, just hold me and don't let go

This feeling I'm feeling is something I've never known

And I just can't take my eyes off you...

It just feels right to lay her head back down and nuzzle into the crook of Lexa's shoulder, pressing a barely-there kiss to her neck just to say, "I know. Don't be scared, baby... I feel it too."

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Do you write for COD MW2?? If you do, could I have Ghost, Alejandro, Rudy, and Price reaction to coming home to their women after a tough mission with a lot of close calls?? Thanks!

I do! 🥰 I haven’t yet but I’d like to try my hand at them so I’ve added them to my list. I’ve written a few things for practice but I haven’t posted them. Admittedly, I don’t feel like I write Soap very well 🥴 but I’ll keep trying. Hope you like it 💕

Edit: just realized I’m illiterate and put soap instead of price so I added him in at the end 🙈 sorry about that

You can see his shoulders drop in relief as soon as he lays eyes on you

Happy to be home

Happy to be safe

Happy to be back with you

There were a few times he was worried he wouldn’t make it back to you and not that he finally has, he can’t let you go

His embrace is gentle yet secure as he clings to you

“Missed you so much, mi vida.”

He clings to you for days once he’s back

Definitely makes you breakfast in bed with fresh fruits and whipped cream smiley faces on your pancakes

He’ll sit with you on the couch and watch whatever your heart desires

He makes love to you gently

All soft kisses and hand holding

Enjoys for you to ride him and lets you take whatever you need from him

He’s more than happy to lay there and look up at you looking like a goddess as you bounce and grind

Nearly knocks you over with the force of his embrace when he finally gets his hands on you

One too many close calls where he wondered if gazing at the picture of you in his best would be the last time he ever saw you

He’s handsy

Paws gripping at your ass and thighs as he spins around with you

“There she is, my pretty girl.”

Probably trips with you

He doesn’t mean to be rough with you, he just can’t help it that he’s clumsy in his excitement

He goes down on you every chance he gets on nearly every surface in the house

On the sofa

In the shower

With you bent over the kitchen counter

He’s a munch through and through

And stays by your side like a puppy, simply happy to be back with his favorite girl

His embrace feels like it could pop your eyes clean out of your head

It’s tight and desperate almost

One bulky arm wrapped around your waist, the other cradling the back of your head, holding your face into his chest

Before he had you, it didn’t matter all that much if he didn’t make it home

But now that you’re his, he knows he needs to make it back in one piece

He needs to be there to protect you

To look after you

To make sure you eat and drink enough water

He holds you tightly as if you might slip away if he’s not careful

Eyes fluttering closed as you lean forward and press a soft kiss to the bridge if his nose

He allows himself to enjoy your affection and tenderness, whether he believes he deserves it or not

Loves soaking in a hot bath with you, feeling your back against his chest as he just enjoys the safe silence

Just don’t tell any one

He also will go down on you until you cry, hands pushing away at his head and shoulders

Whining that you can’t take any more

But he’s not interested in hearing that

“Sure you can, love. You wouldn’t deny me this perfect pretty pussy now, would ya?”

He devours you as soon as he has you in his arms

His mouth and hands touching everywhere he can get to

He’s barely got the door locked behind him before he’s stripping you

Leaving soft bites and hickies trailed along your body

He knows things could’ve easily gone south and he would’ve never seen you again

And that’s a thought he simply cannot bear

He’s got you in a mating press on the living room floor before you know it

Eyes fixated on your face as you whimper and pant, full to the brim with him

He commits every expression and noise to memory

“Missed me like crazy, huh chulita? My poor baby was so lonely without me.”

He ignores the rug burn in his knees, the very least of his worries

But he’s tender and caring with you afterwards, cleaning you up and cooking you your favorite meal

Planning date nights

Taking you out dancing

Enjoying as much of you as he possibly can before he has to leave again

He encases you tightly

Breathing in your scent

Committing it to memory

He’s missed you like crazy

Gazed at that crumpled picture of you in his pocket just in case it’s the last time

And now that he’s home he just can’t take his eyes or hands off of you

He wants to shower, get the grime off before he taints you

And he brings you with him

Making sure he’s clean before he has you pressed against the shower wall

Showing you how much he’s missed his girl

“Can’t get enough of you, I swear. You’ve ruined me.”

Romance for days once he’s back home

Flowers fresh from the florist

Little love notes scattered around the house

Anything to see you smile

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Sitting Pretty

This is just pure filth like barely a plot ok 😫🥴

Eddie Munson x Female!reader

18+ONLY

Warnings: pet names (baby, pretty girl), slight degradation and condescending language (use of slut) (this really isn't degradation in my mind but that's cause I'm used to a lot worse so technically it is but), boot riding, squirting

Eddie dropped the box on the coffee table with a loud thud. It landed next to the other boxes he had carried, and the one you had. After a long day of work, he was tired. He wanted to sit down, relax, and do absolutely nothing. Of course, when you called and said you needed help moving boxes, he came. He knew he was entirely fucked. Wrapped around your fingers. You could tell him to jump and he'd ask how high.

Eddie pushed a strand of hair out of his face, it briefly getting caught on his fingers, making him shake his hand to get it unstuck. He glared at the partially grey hair still wound around his fingers (you said it made him look distinguished and metal. He couldn't complain too much at that). You set your own box on the table and smiled at him,"Thanks Eds, I know you're tired. It means a lot to me you would do this." Eddie hummed,"mhm. What is this stuff anyways?" "Oh, my uncle and aunt were getting rid of a bunch of stuff, so they gave it to my parents, who got rid of more stuff, aaaannnd dumped it on me," you shrugged," I'll go through it and see if there is anything good, then send it to the secondhand store."

Together, you and Eddie started going through the boxes. Eddie pretended to be wounded finding a dungeon master's guide, you found a harmonica and attempted to play a Corroded Coffin song (which had Eddie wheeze laughing and joking about adding a harmonica solo to their next single), he had tried on a pink jacket at your insistence while you had put on a hat that didn't fit (both of you traded items and agreed they looked better on each other then yourselves before promptly tossing the items back in the box), and then you struck gold.

You pulled out a pair of light brown leather cowboy boots. The intricate stitching on the side had caught your eye at the bottom of the box. The tips of the shoes slightly pointed and squared off. You blink at them and hand them to Eddie. Eddie looks at them before scoffing," Nope, those will squish my feet. You see the ends of them?" You roll your eyes," Eddie, if they hurt people's feet why would cowboys wear them? They work on their feet all day!" Eddie was tempted to tease you and say cowboys aren't real, but then you pout at him. The pout making your lips stand out caused him to hesitate. "Please?" He sighed and couldn't help but give you a quick kiss before grumbling and sitting to put the boots on. He could hear your faint cheers as he sat on the recliner.

Your focus was on the box in front of you until you heard Eddie clear his throat and ask,"Well, what do ya think?" You turned and-

Damn.

Eddie stood there with his hands on his hips. Your eyes trailed over him. His curly hair was frizzy from the humidity and a long day of working and sweating at the auto shop. His skin pale, save for a smear of oil on his cheekbone. His tank top showed off his arms beautifully, muscles straining, his bicep wrapped from a new tattoo he had gotten. The tank top tight against his skin, showing you his waist. You could see the bump at his belly button where his piercing was. His jeans were slightly loose, the only light wash pair he owned that he threw on when he hadn't done the laundry. Those stupid cowboy boots sat on his feet, the slight heel giving him extra height. He turned and held his arms out, striking a few poses. They weren't heels, but they made his ass pop (God, now you wanted to see him in heels). The light jeans making his ass look bigger, perfect to hold. Slap even.

"Ya know, they actually are kinda comfortable," Eddie turned back to face you with a smile," they don't- oof!" Eddie lands on the recliner with a grunt from you pushing him. He glares at you," you have to quit doing that! You're gonna strain my back or some shit." "Hm...stop being so fuckable then," you climb on top of his lap and lean close to his ear to whisper," besides, you like it." Eddie clears his throat and grasps your hips. You roll your hips slightly into his, watching him inhale sharply. The scruff of his unshaved jaw beckons you forward, kissing it lightly before trailing down his neck.

You nip and suck at his neck, smirking as he tilts his head to give you better access. His hands that firmly grasp your hips, shift to grab your ass instead. You hum as you pull back, staring at the glistening neck and the lovely purple mark you left. It may be childish to leave a hickey, but you couldn't help but want to mark Eddie up, adding shades of purple and red near his existing tattoos. Eddie's eyes are blown, his pale face flushed a deep red. You shift on top of him, rolling your hips into his again, feeling his hardening length. The feeling of you grinding against him makes him groan. Unbuttoning his jeans, you awkwardly try to unzip them, leaning back into Eddie's hands. He takes that moment to squeeze your ass. You whimper at the feeling and lean forward to kiss him, thoughts of removing his pants forgotten.

His lips are soft, slightly chapped, but still so plush against yours. Your mouths move in tandem, tongues darting out. Eddie licks into your mouth, groaning as he takes control. He sucks on the tip of your tongue before pulling back. Both of you taking deep breaths. "Take these off baby," Eddie mumbles, tugging at the hem of your shorts. You nod and clamber off him.

You push your shorts and panties down, balancing a hand on Eddie's knee as you step out of them. You go to get back on Eddie but he stops you," Now hold on, baby." You let out a whine in annoyance. Eddie chuckles and clicks his tongue at you," You seem all pent up, what's got you like this?" "You, now let me on-" "Nah, I think it's something else. Like my boots, Baby?" You nod emphatically, attempting to straddle Eddie again, but he puts his leg out in front of you. The sole of his boot presses against your stomach, and he pushes you back lightly. "Prove it pretty girl."

You pause and tilt your head slightly before grasping Eddie's boot covered ankle. Eddie nods to his foot and taps your stomach with the sole. You step back and bend at the hips, eyes locked with Eddie's, and kiss the tip of the boot. He chuckles and motions you with a finger to continue. You give the boot another kiss, and another. The leather firm against your mouth. Eddie smirks," You can do better then that." "I'm not licking the boot." You stand up and drop Eddie's foot with a thud. Eddie relaxes back spreading his legs, "Who said anything about licking? What's that saying...save a horse, ride a cowboy?"

You blink at him as your mouth falls open. Eddie taps the boot against the hardwood ground, causing clicks to echo. "Go on pretty girl." You can feel your arousal slowly drip down your thighs at the thought of Eddie's request. It was demeaning, dirty, and damn if it didn't delight you. You slowly kneel at Eddie's feet, lowering yourself until your core hit the leather.

The fabric was stiff and slightly rough against your pussy. Your arousal dripping onto the boot, causing it to slicken and make it easier to move. You look up from where you're situated to look at Eddie. You can't help the moan that escapes at the site of him. The once slightly baggy jeans are now very filled out from his bulge. One hand resting on it, squeezing lightly. The top of his unbuttoned jeans showing off his happy trail. The opal belly button piercing glinting in the light. The tattoo of the dragon above the jewelry moving with every deep breath he takes. A hickey on his pec from last week. The rest of his tattoos scattered about, glistening from sweat. The scruff on his jaw and neck. The grey hairs at his temples. The smirk on his face, even though it is flushed. The demeaning look he gives you.

You grind against the boot, faltering slightly under his gaze. "Look at you, sitting pretty," Eddie coos at you, patting your head. He knows you hate that, making you feel small. Stupid. "Such a good slut, making my boots all wet." His words make you clench around nothing, throbbing with want.

You buck your hips quicker against his boot. You shift angles slightly and moan as the boot rubs against your clit. The sensation is too much. The pleasure invades your brain, coherent thoughts gone. You feel the pressure building in your lower stomach. A tingly warmth spreading out from your core. "Fuck I'm-" your breath hitches and your hips fumble losing rhythm. "Come for me baby," Eddie grasps your jaw firmly, tilting your head up to face him," Drench my boots like the good slut you are, pretty girl." You gasp as the pressure builds to a crescendo. Your eyes close and you moan head falling back in pleasure. Lights flash behind your eyes as euphoria spreads throughout your limbs. You distantly feel the wetness gush as your hips buck wantonly. Your brain goes fuzzy with static from euphoria. You briefly hear Eddie moan a fuck.

You come back down to earth, loosening your grip on Eddie's thighs. You hadn't even realized you were gripping them. You scoot away from his boot, still on your knees. The light brown leather is soaked, turning a dark brown. A puddle of your release is on the boot, making you feel warm from embarrassment.

"Fucking hell...you squirted," Eddie shakes his head and chuckles. You stand on shaky legs, Eddie helping hold you in place. You glance down at the puddle slowly dripping off his shoe and onto the floor. "Can I ride you now?" You ask saccharinely.

"You're gonna have to give me a minute," Eddie's eyes dart away from yours, clearing his throat. He shifts and you glance at the movement. His jeans are slightly loose again. The light denim jeans having turned dark at a wet spot. "Made me come like a fucking teenager," Eddie stands grabbing your hand. He tugs on your arm, leading you towards the bedroom.

You were definitely keeping the cowboy boots.

[ronearoundblindly]

F and Z for nomad steve! i love that fic tbh

From this ask game and about the Hideout series with touch-starved!Steve x motel employee!reader.

*sorry this took so long. Technically wasn't doing these anymore but then again this month has been a miserable mess of work and allergy pain, so this might get something flowing writing-wise. Enjoy!

Dirty headcanons ahoy! Minors DNI, please and thank you. There is plenty for you to enjoy from my Light Masterlist, but this is not for you!

F - Food Play

Ok, this one is very simple: food in the bedroom generally means something in his hand or in your hand that isn't part of the other person. Steve prefers skin-to-skin contact. He likes to be touching you and likes you to be touching him. He doesn't give a shit about food other than providing you with whatever you need or want of it to fuel sexual activities--or life, ya know, because he's very respectful and aware that life is not about sex--just not food during sex. Sorry. It holds no interest for him.

If you want to, cool, but that doesn't enhance anything for him.

Z - Zones

Uh...everywhere?!

But ok, I see what y'all want. Let's break this down, full-body style, starting with extremities.

Steve has a thing with his hands. It's an intimate act to offer love and affection to parts of him that inflict damage and pain. This is something he enjoys about art: good and beautiful things can come from a piece of him used for violence. As far as his feet? This is more of a playful enjoyment, a comfort. Steve doesn't derive sensuality from touching his feet, but he fakes being ticklish so he can act a little childish and playful with you. He likes to be barefoot (as a sign he isn't ready to run), and if his legs are on you, his feet are likely pressed to you as well. Hopefully that makes sense. Steve likes to tuck into your body as much as possible.

Alrighty, LEGS! Take a deep breath, ladies, because Steve gets extremely excited for a sharp grip on his thighs and just a hint of your nails biting his skin while you go down on him. That's not a sign it's too much for you; he takes that as encouragement. He likes when your hands go groping and wandering anywhere while you slowly take him as deep as you can (mouth or pussy), but he is an absolute whore for your enthusiasm. When you act like you can't possibly have enough of him at once, he cannot possibly hold in his own appreciation.

🥴

::takes break to scream into the void::

Onto the arms, head, and chest...right...yeah, so, Nomad's got that gorgeous fucking hair, but do not pull on it--not hard, ok, not a lot. You get far more from Steve by being gentle around his upper body, similar to the hands. He feels devotion and adoration through gentle touch above the belt. He likes the sort of all-encompassing feel of being hugged or slightly smothered by your body on his. If you cage his face in with your arms and hands, if you make the world feel shrunken to just the two of you in that moment, Steve melts. He's a goner for that. He likes your weight on his chest--or face because face-sitting is great--but as much skin-to-skin contact as possible is always welcome.

Steve gets oddly thrilled by you placing his body how you'd like. Other than the hair or beard, he enjoys you tugging at him to maximize your own comfort or pleasure. That's often how he learns what drives you crazy, in good and bad ways.

This brings us to, yes, you guessed it: the ass, cock, and balls.

Ironically, very sensitive and erogenous zones that aren't Steve's favorite. Playfully smack his butt at your own peril; he does NOT like that during sex, gang. Lock your legs around him, fine. Dig in with what would be a bruising grip (to anyone normal), go for it. Nomad does not enjoy any sort of impact play. Choose moments outside of intimacy wisely for that.

Touch-starved Stevie is extremely sensitive to outright sexual contact, so he sorta needs a lot of foreplay, sweetness, and closeness before his actual erection is involved. It's just too fast for him otherwise. Then he feels like he's using you. If there's one thing that will make Steve feel shittier than having to kill people, it's using a woman--especially you--for sex and seemingly nothing else.

Does he eventually stop coming so quickly? Sure. He never wants to leave the room without making you feel taken care of, much less actually leaving the property. That makes him feel guilty and miserable.

BUT!!! Don't fret. When he does have longer nights to stay with you, to go multiple rounds, to let you explore him without fuss, then yeah, he gets very excited to let you tease and stroke him and figure out that Steve just literally cannot keep his shit together if you get your mouth on his balls. Lots of licking and kissing. Some sucking. Oh my god... I mean... Nicest way possible? Slut for it. Just saying.

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recent gabriel rb is making think about tommy experiencing boypussy for the first time 🥴😵‍💫 miller brothers would be boypussy whores tell me i’m wrong 🥸😵‍💫

NUH UH IN FACT UR SO RIGHT (this gif is them after dropping you off at home the next morning and giving each other an attaboy hug 😌)

warning: spit, piss, rimming, oral, squirting, anal, dp, slurs, spanking, pussy slapping, daddy/uncle fauxcest, brothers having a threesome but not doing each other

anatomical terms: cunt/pussy, t-dick

half the fun is them trying to outdo each other. classic sibling rivalry behavior.

they like seeing who can get you to do the nastiest thing and they’ll laugh about how much of a slut you are

they’ll be spitroasting you w/ tommy in your throat and joel in your cunt. then out of nowhere tommy pulls you off him.

“hey.” he spits in your open mouth and spins around, “lick my ass, boy. c’mon, get your face in there. use that tongue- oh, damn, that’s perfect… mmm… nasty little queer, ain’t he, joel?”

joel scoffs, “tch, that’s nothin’. yesterday i had him on his knees begging to drink my piss”

“jesus, man, that’s… that’s sick…”

joel shrugs, “take it up with him. he’s the one who wanted it.”

they like to talk about you like you’re not even there. like you’re a doll. like a dumb little thing like you couldn’t possibly understand them. like you’re a dog and they’re spelling out W-A-L-K so you don’t wet yourself from the excitement.

tommy’s in your pussy, “god, he’s so fuckin’ wet… i can’t… can’t believe it… he’s so wet…”

“you try puttin’ it in his ass yet, tommy? he loves it.” joel leans over to spank you, triggering your throat to spasm around his cock, “li’l whore’ll take all the dick he can get.”

they LOVE dping you!!! having two fat cocks in each of your holes, rutting against each other through your walls, fighting for space inside your body and keeping you FULL!!! they know it’s a lot for you tho so they’ll be very attentive throughout (they’re the aftercare gods btw)

joel will have you sitting in his lap facing him with his cock buried in your pussy. tommy comes up behind you, lubes himself up, and slowly, ever so slowly, breaches your asshole. the initial stretch stings, so you cling to joel and whimper into his neck.

“shhh, shh, it’s okay, baby.” he tenderly ruffles your hair and rubs your shoulders, “just relax and let uncle tommy in. just gotta let him in, son, daddy’s got you. yeah, you got it.”

“‘m almost there… doin’ so good for us, sweetheart,” tommy kisses your neck, “such a good boy.”

sometimes joel just wants to watch, so he’ll have you rest your head in his lap and hold your hands while tommy takes care of you 🥺 he loves watching you squirm and talking you through it

“oh! f-fuck! fuck! oh, daddyyy…”

“i know, baby, i know,” he swipes a lock of your hair off your sweaty forehead, “uncle tommy’s doin’ good, ain’t he?”

“yes, daddy…”

“so tell him,” joel tilts your face up to tommy, who gives you a comforting—but still a bit cheeky—smile in return.

“well, kiddo? i feel good?”

“uh huh~! y-yes~!”

“am i bigger than he is?”

“in yer fuckin‘ dreams, tommy. now shut up and fuck him.”

and so he does. he does that very well. and you end up powerwashing his dick when you cum. happens.

joel smacks your overstimulated sopping pussy, “go on ‘n’ get a taste of this juicy little cunt he’s got here. li’l guy’s sweet like a peach.”

and once the first drop of you touches his taste buds, he’s addicted. sucking your lips and t-dick into his mouth, the straw from which to drink you.

“oh my GOD, he tastes good!”

“heh. told ya.”

joel likes to cum in you, and tommy likes to cum on you 😌🤍

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Oh mu god heyyyyy😍I came across your blog while searching for rusty nail x reader things and oh wow in love to say the least!. I was wondering if you could write about rusty and how he met his future s/o🥴....you are free to ignore it if you ain't interested love ❤️have a great week 😘

A/n: sorry I didn’t see this til thank you! college has been kicking my ass lots and lots of mental break downs. But my dearest anon I hope you’ll like this!

Warnings!dark..blood mentioned, toxic boyfriend, death, name calling, Rusty being in love.

Rusty nail x (they/them)reader

•You were definitely on the road travelling. Either with friends and boyfriend . You’re so called friends and boyfriend stopped at a diner and being the dipshits they are decided to slap Rusty’s hat off as they walk by

•You immediately apologise for their behaviour saying that they just need a kick in the ass one of these days. You inform him they always act like that…little did he know you didn’t even wanna go on this trip.

You were the cutest thing he’s ever seen from your eyes to your hair…yeah he decided then and their that you were his. He’s about to asked you your name but…

•You’re pulled away by one of the boys he can hear him say “can you stop being a skank” Rusty’s eyebrow twitches gripping the knife he was using to cut his food.

•Ah..your boyfriend it must be. Hell get rid of him.

•He’s immediately interested in you..you’re so polite and agh cute….sweet young things like you shouldn’t be near assholes.

•Cut to you staying in a hotel room with your boyfriend saying he’s headed to a bar he saw on the way. You finally get time to yourself.

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• While you’re sitting in your hotel room reading and laying down your boyfriend and his friends are running through a field…Rusty counts down everytime he finds and kills one..he’s saving your boyfriend for last.

•“Where y’all hiding at..I don’t got the patience for you little shits”

•When he’s finally gotten all of them he stand over your boyfriend…holding a sledgehammer.

•“So…that cute lil thing that was with ya….whats their name?”

•Your boyfriend immediately gives it up, he raises his hands to shield himself. Rusty grins repeating your name to himself. “I saw you mistreating them?”

•Your boyfriend immediately shakes his head lying through his teeth. “No..they just…a…”

•Rusty doesn’t even let him finish before he raises the sledge hammer hitting him over the skull. Rusty watches as your boyfriend to crawl away before delivering another blow. He sighs cursing ass he got blood on his good shirt. He sighs before kicking the corpse walking back to his truck

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•When you wake up…you don’t see your boyfriend or his car anywhere…they left you..? You try calling only to receive nothing. You know you weren’t perfect but did they have to leave you…your mind fills with reasons why it’s your fault.

•Walking to a diner near by you ask if there’s a taxi service running…your expression falls when they shake their head.

•Sitting in the booth you lay your head in your arms..suddenly a tap on the table has you sitting up. “Heard you needed a lift sweetheart? names rusty.” It’s the man your now ex-boyfriend and friends messed with.

•“Oh my goodness that would be amazing!” He grins before showing you to his truck. He picks up your bag for you and puts it in the truck.

•As you buckle yourself in he looks over at you “so where to y/n?”

•You just realized…you never gave him your name…

[kreamcakez]

Risky places-Kuroo

(kinktober day 12)

sMuT😩🥴

Head cannons

CW: almost getting caught, and aged up Kuroo, most definitely not proof read.

AN: Yes he's aged up, and yes I think he enjoys the thrill of getting caught— AND YES theses are just my horny ass thoughts and opinions so please be nice and keep your rude thoughs to yourself. Thx and enjoy.

★MDNI★

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★Kuroo in my eyes is not head strong but head strong, if that makes sense. Like he's smart and very much so but he also in my opinion likes the thrill or things. So When you confess you like the three of things he's up for it.

★Thirlls as in doing stuff in semi-public places, doing that remote control vibrator thing. Soft→hard grinding at the club. Doing things in public is fun but if you're uncomfortable with that stuff he'll stop, or if it's to dirty, or dirty at all.

★Some examples of places you've possibly fucked around in is: the car, dressing rooms, grinding at bars/clubs, love locker rooms, gym closet. Just the risk of Getting caught gets him riled up, possibly even you? I think he also just likes to tell you things like: "Baby~ keep it down, your moans are from me~~" or anything where he's saying keep it down or you'll actually get caught.

★The one time you two did get caught was by none other than Kenma, Kenma was just minding his business then he, ya' know heard some 'Sounds: and things fall into each other then he finds Kuroo balls deep into you, who's pressed against the wall. Kenma just closed the door and it was never talked about tell latter.

★Kuroo enjoys holding you on the wall why he fuckis into you. He likes being able to see your face, He also keeps you on his lap sometimes. He's good at fuckin you, while you on his lap. He more so enjoys holding your waest and bouncing you up and down. Or while he fucks you he'll rub circles of your waist and hips.

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AN: AHHHHHHH I loved making this, but I can only imagine all the games Kenma got after what he saw. Probably a new psp to lol. But I hope you enjoyed this🫰🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽☺️

[forusomimiya]

#10 with osamu please if it’s not requested yet 💜

The image of Osamu exhausted after fucking is still running through my mind 🥴 I'd like to push all those brown locks away from his forehead and kiss him there after saying "you did it great".

Enjoy it hehe ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.💕

"Samu… damn, y-yar cock is soo good" The uninterrupted thrusts stuttered your words. You gripped tightly your pillow as Osamu fucked you hard against the mattress. The flush on your cheeks and tears running down them approved of osamu fucking you harder.

"Too tight… just the way I like it" your walls clenched against him with every fucking word that left his lips. Your arched back also accompanied him.

"Ah, ah, faster - faster!" the hit of your bodies was music to your ears.

"Shhh be patient.. I have more for ya" his calloused fingers opened your mouth and forced you to suck them. You engaged in it, fiddling with your tongue between them, sucking as you tried to seek him out with your eyes.

"Do you like it?"

"Mhmm.." you murmured.

"That´s it… suck, my pretty slut… 'm going to keep all yar holes busy until I see you cum" He had plenty of hands to do just that. He could manage with one hand in your mouth, the other travelling inside your pussy, and his body in perfect balance, slapping your ass with the thrusts of his hips. You moaned between his fingers as with the others he began to search for your g-spot, and once found, he abused it until he saw you writhing under his body.

"I've got it… can you feel me?" you sure could. So thin was the wall separating your cock from his fingers, that the mere thought of what it would be like to be penetrated in both places at the same time blew your mind.

Maybe you'd research how to make it happen.

"Osamu… g-onna… mmm gonna c-cum…"

"Yeah, I can feel it" his fingers were sliding faster, you had no more time to warn him again. Plus, the fucking image of Osamu taking you as promised, staring at the ceiling as he frowned to control his cumming inside you, increased your release when he caught you staring at him. Well-muscled build, thick arms, veins slightly marked on his forearms, sweat glistening on his chest…. His tits, those fucking tits… Eyebrows bushy together, and his eyes focused on your subdued body under his power. You were both a mess.

"I'm going to fill you so good baby… I'm going to breed you so-" the thrusts ceased, and as soon as osamu's load filled you, leaks were inevitable as you let yourself go after him. You disappeared from reality as a jolt of pleasure knocked you out. So deep was the void Osamu left in you, that your pussy kept closing around nothingness, leaving you again with shivers which would soon be tucked in by Osamu's prominent arms hugging you against him.

Osamu Miya was truly a beast in bed, but in after sex care he was second to none.

[dudeslut]

Edging & Denial | Day 6 Report

Day 6 challenge details:

Amount of edges: 11

Instructions: I have to cockwarm my dildo in my ass the entire time!

Edging instructions and/or punishment suggestions are welcome!

(original post detailing the challenge)

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Sorry for the late report, life happens ya know haha! Everything's all good, nothing bad just busy! Now back to horny >:3c And this one is a long one 😉

Prior to this, I had only ever cockwarmed a dildo in my cunt. However it wasn't for long because the dildo I have has balls and a big base so it was uncomfortable to sit with it, even all the way in. And not a sexy type of uncomfortable lol 😭

Anyway, I was looking forward to cockwarming in my ass since it seemed like it would be more comfortable to sit with it inserted there. I got started half sitting, half laying naked in bed like usual. I began to prep, rubbing and stroking my tdick until I was hard and leaking 🤤

This time around, I was driven by a specific hot fantasy/scenario. I was imagining a dom tying me up and fucking me. Specifically, I'm standing with a spreader bar between my legs and bent over a table. My hands are bound together in front of me and outstretched, keeping me in a bent position 🤤

My brain was really wanting to indulge in my praise kink so, while being tied, they continuously showered me in praise with a genuine sweetness and softness to their voice. 😵‍💫 And they're being so gentle with their movements. Once I'm tied up, they take things slow caressing my body, alternating between full grasps with their hands and light brushing with just fingers.

They continue the sweet talk - saying a lot of "good boy" of course 🥰 - until they're standing behind me. From here they slip their cock into my ass and then, in contrast to everything so far, just get super rough and aggressive. Their hands gripped tight on my hips as they slam into me, yet they still keep up the same gentle praises.

So, I'm getting absolutely railed until I can barely speak words while hearing, "good boy, taking me so well," "you're making such pretty noises, don't stop baby," "god you're so good for me, letting me fuck your tight little asshole," etc.

Anyway while that very specific fantasy is bouncing around my mind, I sat in a way that made it easier for my precum to drip down and coat my asshole. When I couldn't bare to be empty any longer, I lubed up my fingers and began to fuck myself open.

Face down, ass up is always the easiest position for me to finger my ass without my arm falling asleep or being in a weird position haha. One finger slips in easily; I didn't take a lot of time to rub my hole or tease in other ways like I usually like to do because I was soooo desperate to be filled 😵‍💫 With my precum and extra lube, the second and third finger quickly joined the first.

I thrust myself back onto my fingers as I scissored them apart, just trying to stretch myself as quickly as possible. It's hard for me to reach my sweet spot and keep it consistently stimulated with just my fingers. This feels like it's own type of edging and teasing that drives me crazyyyyy 🥵

It'd been probably close to ~8 months since I was able to properly fuck myself in the ass with a dick so I was extra sensitive and needy 🥴 Feeling open enough, I pulled my fingers out, prepped my dildo with a condom and lube and returned to face down, ass up.

I wanted it in me so bad I was futilely trying to just shove it in but this just made my muscles tense from the exertion 😂 I had to stop myself and calm the excited, horny part of my brain long enough to remember to relax. Finally I was able to breach my asshole with the dildo and let out an unexpected whine. I wasn't expecting the immediate stretch to get to me and feel sooo fucking good.

I had to pause because the whine was a little loud and was hoping my roommate didn't hear. I was able to proceed and fill myself; not too fast or too slow, I wanted to savor the feeling 🤤 When it slid against my sweet spot, I was so glad I wasn't touching my dick because I probably would have came instantly 😵‍💫 It'd been too long my ass was just begging to be fucked 🫣

When it bottomed out, I reveled in the fullness while resisting the urge to start thrusting it in and out. I flipped over onto my backside and adjusted until I was comfortable. Every fiber of me wanted to ride my dildo soooo fucking bad it was embarrassing; the fullness felt great, but god I NEEDED to be fucked! 🥵 Maybe driven by the praise in my fantasy, I was somehow able to overcome the urge to fuck myself and just cockwarm.

I started jerking off in earnest, feeling my little dick twitch in my hand and my cunt leak even more precum onto my asshole 🤤 And it was off to the races! I couldn't stop whimpering in frustration at the lack of movement in my ass and ended up having to muffle myself with a small pillow.

To be burning with pleasure from the delicious fullness inside me and perfect strokes to my dick, but simultaneously being under stimulated felt wild! My brain and cock both knew I could be relieving my need to get fucked. Not giving in felt like my body was trying to constantly yell the reminder at me that there's literally a dick in my ass I could easily bounce on 🥴 One of the craziest horny feelings I've had.

My frustrating yet incredibly pleasurable setup made me quickly reach the edge each time. No close calls thankfully and after the first few edges, the frustration part began to die down and I began to fully enjoy just being filled 🤤

When I finished my edges, my cock was pulsing, my cunt leaking, and my asshole clenching with need. I wanted to stay full so bad and cum like that but knew I couldn't. Feeling the dildo slide out of me made me tremble as I was reminded one last time how badly I wanted to fuck myself.

I cleaned up and went to bed horny and still a bit wet and hard. I don't know how I even managed to fall asleep 🥵 So glad tomorrow is the last edging/denial challenge day because bruh idk how much longer I can go unfucked and without cumming 😩😩😩

[not-goldy]

Hello goldy do you have any thoughts of Jikook's living situation? That naked vlive proved they are definitely not living together. But when I see JK's apartment I'm like 🤔🤔. Especially his album shelf. It only had very few albums and all from HYBE artists lol and one silksonic album too. But nothing else ? Not even a single copy of FACE or INDIGO ? Wow. He listens to many artists and he has many idol friends too so he must have a bigger collection isn't it ? That empty shelf was the most sus af thing for me. He's building his five floor mansion currently do you think Jikook will even live together there ? Otherwise building that is for nothing isn't it, especially if he's gonna live alone in that huge aloof building?

I think Jimin's mi casa is Jungkook's su casa

They both welcome to eachother's at any time.

I'm even convinced Jimin has a key to his place.

And I know for sure Jungkook doesn't keep permanent guests at his place cos dude was so quick to invite JM to his place during- well all the time on live😭🤣💀

He made it perfectly clear he's home is always available and Jimin can go anytime🤭

It's why I keep rolling my eyes at all these he's dating the entire kpop mess. It's 2023 and yall still can't tell a single man when he's staring straight at ya

And when he's in love with and married to another man you Can't see that either chilee

I bet yall getting cheated on in your relationships and yall dating married men too cos yall be dumber than dumb

At the start of their Solo careers there was news Jimin got his own place- as he should. He's a grown ass man. Can't be perching roomies for the rest of his life. I don't expect them to openly live together and share an apartment at this stage in their life unless they were willing to come out officially.

Being in a boy band was a perfect cover for their relationship. Now they don't have that anymore🥴

They could live together, sleep together, share their bed and chalk it all down to fan service. Now? Not so much.

Staying over once in a while is fine. Or a couple of days at a time is fine. But for a full grown adult to pack his bags and move in with another dude- it's not as if they have the same schedules, or are working together on a project or sommn. That would be weird. To me any ways.

I don't think Jungkook does alone too well but I think he'll be fine.

Frankly Jikook living together or not living together is the least of my concerns 💀

They don't have to live together to be in a relationship.

As long as the love and passion is still strong, and they actually take time out to spend quality time together as and when they can like JM spending time with him in the US, them going out to get food or just hanging out at Kook's- they should be fine 🙂

Right now they both seem like they on their sexual liberation ish- may be it's a good thing they not living together

I ain't trynna hear it seven days a week

[megamindsecretlair]

Get To Know Me Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @nerdieforpedro 😚 for anyone who cares, here's a bit about me! 🥹

General rule: I may overshare in dms and authors notes sometimes but Im generally a private person 🤣 to the point Ive lost friends over it. ive been working with my coworkers for 3 years and they dont know shit about me 🤣 I juss really love yall and feel safe with yall so here we go!

1. Were you named after anyone?

No. My mom didnt want our names to announce who we were on applications so we all got regular smegular names. My name is of Irish origin so my yt folks customer service voice got ppl thinkin I have red hair. I mean....technically yes but its buried under my braids 🤣

2. When was the last time you cried?

At the end of The Marvels. The first end credit had me in real, actual tears. On a more serious note, I last cried before my grandma died. Yall, its fn hard being a caretaker. I was not built Ford Tuff.

3. Do you have kids?

*ahem* 🗣🗣 fuck no! 🤣🤣🤣 I dont even have nieces or nephews. Kids make me nervous and Im pretty sure they can smell the fear on me. 🤣

4. What sports do you play/ have you played?

I played basketball and softball in HS. I love and miss softball all the time even though my big behind HATES running.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Sarcasm is one of my love languages. I put that shit on everything 🤣 Physical Touch is my main one since we sharing.

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Ooof, tough. Depends. Some quirk like glasses, lisp, moles. How they walk/talk, the way they laugh. I am a lurker by trade. Overly shy kid and writer by nature will do that to ya.

7. What is your eye color?

Dark brown. When that sun hits 🫠🫠🫦

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I am a HUGE scaredy cat. I dont do scary movies nothin! Happy endings over here! 🤸🏽‍♀️ I will enjoy a thriller but only behind my hands and mostly starring Matthew Lillard.

9. Any talents?

.....no? I have a bunch of useless knowledge or trivia that no one asked for but ya gonna get 🤣 . Juss realized writing is considered a talent 😭 so that too 🤣

10. Where were you born?

US, West Coast baybeee

11. What are your hobbies?

Obvs, writing. Reading, sewing, cons, tarot, tv, listening to music, video games (xbox, switch, PC girlie) , Marvel. Marvel is a hobby. I will talk your ear off. That is both a threat and a promise 😚

12. Do you have any pets?

I have two gorgeous Boston Terriers who run me into the ground every day. Idk why my mom thought two was okay 🫠🫠 my Black ass tide 🥲 👏🏽

13. How tall are you?

Fun sized 5'3 and a half 👏🏽👏🏽🤣 pear shaped. I got ass for days but in the itty bitty titty committee. 😭😭😭😭😭

14. Favorite subject in high school?

Definitely English. My English teacher was so fine 🥲🥲 thats not WHY it was my fave but can ya blame me 😩 I loved reading the books but I hated the themes they shoved down our throats. What if that wasnt MY interpretation of the book??? Hmmm? Some faves include: Their Eyes Were Watching God (Teacake 🥵🥵🥵), Brave New World, Bright Lights Big City (probably where my love of second person is from) , Bronx Masquerade, and The Outsiders. And FUCK the Great Gatsby. If I hear about that damn green light one 👏🏽 mo 👏🏽 fn 👏🏽 time 👏🏽😩😡 and FUCK Of Mice and Men, he aint have to do all that in the end. And DOUBLE FUCK I Know Why the Caged Bird sings. Turned my stomach when she described the SA. Lemme stop 🥴

15. Dream Job?

Writer. I will publish, I will be successful, and I will live the life I want. I claim it 😩 on my Octavia Butler, NK Jemisin, Danielle Allen shit 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

Whew! That was fun 😭🤣

No pressure tags: @mybonafidefeelings @bratzmaraj @braverthanthenewworld @multiversefanfics @chaos-4baby @westside-rot @saturn-rings-writes @notapradagurl7 @wide-nose-and-wonderful @blowmymbackout @blackerthings @harmshake @targaryenvampireslayer and who wants to do one. I love learning bout my moots.

[trancylovecraft]

I'm bored and curious so imma just ask : let's say you have to choose one of the yandere/yandere scenarios you've written for, which one would you choose to be a darling off ? Wether you choose if ya want to escape or stay is your decision and all, but who would you choose and why ?

Actually in love with this ask-

Well out of all the scenarios and headcannons I've written, I'd say theres like- A BUNCHH OF CONTENDERS AND THEY'RE ALL HORRID TO LIVE WITH.

AOEX for instance would have the absolute manipulative and controlling horrors of Lucifer and Mephisto, Both of them being absolutely nightmarish to deal with, Lucifer's unbearable delusions and Mephisto being.. Well, Mephisto. Arthur and Shiro, While much more preferable to the formers are still overbearing and basically impossible to escape from.

KNY would have Kokushibo and Muzan and I'm just gonna say it, I would not be getting out of there and I'd be treated horribly by both of them😭😭 Those mf's cannot have any chill. I'd prefer Mitsuri, Even though I headcannon her to be delusional and protective she'd still treat me good 😤

JJK would have Gojo and Sukuna (Havent got reqs for them but I do have WIPS) and yeah im not dealing with neither, i would not survive, my weak ass would instantly combust if i got anywhere near either of them if they didn't somehow kill me first :(

So if I'd have to pick one outta the horrorshow, It would probably be Shiro Fujimoto if it was platonic! Because as much as my guy is a paranoid and over-protective mf, I'd still get some freedom and be treated rather well. Like I would stay with the guy because lets be honest here.. This mans growin old and we all know he's gonna be turned into a fry up as soon as satan rolls around 🥴

If it was romantic I'd pick Mitsuri because she would treat me well too like omfgsfds. as much as she would be delusional and protective i wholeheartedly believe that she would be harmless if i just stay (not that i'd want to leave, i love mitsuri.) So she'd be easy to deal with in general and she'd give me my freedom! 💘😇

thanks for the ask! :D

-Trancy M. Lovecraft

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 436 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

WOOOOOOOOOO TIME TO SEE WHAT THIS WEEK’S CHAPTER HOLDS!!! AWWWWW MANNN, HERE WE GO!!!!

Ughhh… God… I’m starting to have a soft spot for Hudson… Ever since… yk… 😳

I stg my loyalty for Gun is really being tested. But dear God, pls let me live throughout this chapter… 😮‍💨

Ok man, time to beat his ass.

Man’s really trying to pull out his insecurities as if that’s gonna bother him. 🤡

GOOOOOODDAAAAAAAMMMNNNN. HE HIT ‘EM WITH THE PUNCH TO THE FACE??? WHEEWWWW, AIN’T THAT ATTRACTIVE? 🥴

How tf is that gonna stop him from beating your ass bruh? That means, you’re also gonna get wiped out by the bees too since you decided to meet him at the Apiary. Mf really depending on Barry Benson to scare Hudson away like, “Ya like jazz?” 🐝

LITERALLYYYYYYY MY EXACT THOUGHT WHEN HE WAS THREATENING HIM W THE BEES. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

OH NO, BARRYYYYY GET OUTTA THE WAYYYYY!!! 😩😩😩

OMFG IF YOU DON'T GET OFF OF HUDSON, YOU GORILLA ASS PIECE OF SHHHHHIIIIIIIITTTT!!! 🤬

He looking at you Kwak Jibeom. ʕ ಠᴥಠʔ

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

OOOOMF- DAMN, THAT BACK. Oh god, my feral mind. Geeeeeez.... I need to stop thinking- 😭😭😭😭 Ok bro, but imagine... You are doing Taesoo Ma, and you're clinging onto him while running your hands all over his muscular back. LIKE- HELLO SIR? YOU ARE SO HOT???

YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS, HIT THAT BIH WITH A COMEBACK!!! 😩😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

UGGGGHHHH YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!! WOOOOOOO HE LOOKS SO COOL, AND BADASS BRO!!! I'M- 😭😭😭

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

That James Lee ended... oops. Also, is Gongseob Ji pissing on a guy's face? 😳 Well damn. Must not be that guy's lucky day. 💀💀💀

Well, that's cool and all that your Master passed on the Hand Blade technique to you and all, pero like... Hudson is still going to beat your ass. Don't underestimate him. 🧍🏽‍♀️

YEEEEEEESSSSSSS GO HUDSON!! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

OH, SO THATS HOW HE GOT HIS COAT. DAAAAAANG.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOO THIS SHOT IS SO FUCKING COOOOOOL!!!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩 LIKE LOOK AT THE BEES SURROUNDING THEM AND THE GROUND BREAK.

THAT'S RIIIIIIIGHT!!!! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

OMG JAMES IS BACK WITH THE PHONE CALLS!!! (He's turning into Crystal. HELP-)

GUN IS DAT YOU?? WHERE YOUR FINE ASS BEEN????? 👀AND DAAAAAAMN DANIEL LMAOOOO. TIME TO FUCKING GET THIS GUYYYY. ALSO HUDSON CARRIED THIS CHAPTER NGL BUT I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER. (sorry for lack of commentary and memes on this one. I blame Chai. Also, I posted this pretty late ik. Been busy. I hope you can forgive me. 😭🙏🏽)

[howdoyousleep3]

im absolutely shameless soooo this one is gonna be nice a filthy for ya

warehouse daddy and i had the day off yesterday and today (wednesday and thursday for when you open), so we kinda stuck to our separate schedules until naturally i got bored ans i started being brat/tease while he was at the gym (mama if you would please attach the pic i sent you yesterday) i was sending him pics like thoseeee and my pretty new lingerie anddddd some one sided sexting too ngl. sent him some pics playing with her, ans after i finished 😮‍💨 and when i tell you, he came back to my apartment with A Problem. mama i couldn’t even get a word out before mans had me pinned against the countertop with his hands around my ducking neck (back to th collar thing, we didn’t like the actual collar but we both like his hand around my neck, either to get my attention, keep me in the moment or when he feels like being a lil shit. it’s like i have a pavlovian response to his hands aeound my neck jfc. i get so weak im the kneeeeees)

i couldn’t even find it in me to be sassy bc mans looks me dead in eyes ans is all “peaches if you wanted to play today all you had to do was say so” PROCEED TO MAN FUCKING GIVING JT TO MEEEEE UGH

mama he was so fucking rough and meannnn 🤤🥴😮‍💨🫠 last night i was delirious with it. before we even got into it, he gave me a spanking for teasing him all day and then made me finger MYSELF AS AN APOLOGY TO HIM BC I DIDNT SEND HIM VIDEOS JUST PICTURES

mama he ate me out until i cried, i can’t tell you how many orgasms i had just from that. i didn’t think nips ans tugs at her would do it for me but apparently warehouse daddy was playing me like a fucking fiddle ok and then once i was stupid with it, he lays me across the bed and face fucks me until it’s sloppy oml and we were both a mess AND HE WASNT EVEN CLOSE TO DONE

i can’t even begin to tell you how many different positions he had me in, my tits are sore from how much he was biting, pinching and slapping them (this is a new kink of mine apparently, the sting from having my tits slapped could have me coming in seconds i swear) my poor ass mama, i’m pretty sure i have a permanent hand print oml

AND TO FUCKING FINISH ME OFF THIS MAN 🫠 HELD ME UP AGAINST THE WALL ANS FUCKED ME UNTIL I WAS SCREAMING FOR IT AND EVEN THEN HE DIDNT STOP HE JUST KEPT GOING 🤤🤤🤤

(oh and we said the three magical words over breakfast and had my favorite position of sex which is missionary. he had his hand around my throat and anytime i closed my eyes or looked away he would stop 🫠🫠 i love this man so much jfc, i swear he was trying to make room for himselfff ughhhhhh. the military ball is next weekend and i don’t think im ready to see him in his suit)

-🍑 the fucked out simp

here is said pic 😈

honestly there's so much here and we've talked about this a lot but i still can't believe you said i love you 😭 our peach and her Daddy have come so far 😭 and i'm so thrilled you're being loved the way you deserve 😭

[joeyschick]

Chapter 1- Joe Cool 😎

Joe

I danced a little gig as I walked into my penthouse apartment carrying a case of beer.

As most of you probably know, I am Joe Burrow, rookie quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals.

Who Dey!🧡🖤

Anyway, if you have kept up with me at all you probably know that this season has been rough for me starting out.

I mean, today we got our FIRST freakin’ win of the season against the Jacksonville Jaguars.

And it is week 4. 🤦🏻‍♂️

Folks ,as you know , I had an undefeated season and a natty Championship win during my last year at LSU,

So, needless to say, losing is not in my vocabulary and most definitely something I am not used to

AT ALL. 🥴

But what can I say? It was bound to happen because I had been warned that during my rookie NFL season I would probably take my fair share of lumps.

Just call me Mr.Lumpy. 😂🤦🏻‍♂️

Anywho, moving on.

I have other issues at the current moment.

I rubbed my swollen jaw.

Yes I said swollen jaw.

Yes, I got sacked a few times during the game but that has nothing to do with the swelling of my jaw.

I was interviewed by the lovely,vivacious Linsie Wellington after the game.

Ah,miss Linzie.

The most respected sports announcer in Florida.

And the hottest.🔥❤😜😎

I mean,dayum. Boys, the woman is smoking.

I'm so damn sorry but when a woman looks like that I just gotta say something.

Okay, so normally Miss Hottie(I mean,Linzie ) is an announcer but tonight she did an interview.

An interview with yours truly. (Pops collar)

So.....anyway......when she was finished asking me all those beloved things an interviewer asks.....I just couldn't stand it anymore. I just had to say something.

And this is what I said.

I gave that black haired bombshell my million dollar sultry smile and said this little piece right here.

"Give me your car keys so I can drive you crazy." 😉

Yeah, yeah, crazy pick up line,I know.

But hey it works.

A lot.😎

And boy would I like to drive this woman crazy. 😍

I think miss Linzie liked it just a little.

Ah,hell who am I kidding? I KNOW she liked it.

I saw her blushing.😎

However, there was someone who didn't like it.

That someone was her boyfriend. 🥴😎

Damn, that man can swing a fist.

Hell,I didn't know she had a boyfriend.

Or did I?

😂😂😂😂😂ahem

So there you have it,folks. The story of my freakin bruised jaw.

What can I say?

I'm a hot mess.😎

I sighed as I dragged myself to my fridge and pulled out a beer.

Ahhhhh....smooth as hell. Already made me forget about my damn messed up jaw.

I know I shouldn't be drinking but hell, we freakin' won today!

A man's gotta celebrate.

Yeehaw!

Anyway........twelve to fifteen beers later, I'm pretty sure I was on the verge of passing out.

Just as I leaned back on my huge designer couch and shut my eyes,my doorbell rang

Awww hell no!

I groaned and I stood up with my head absolutely swimming,and trudged over to the door.

How I made it without falling on my ass i will never know.

Anyway.....when I opened the door....there stood a girl with bleach blonde hair and a skirt on up to her rear end.

Mmmmm......mama mia😍

And no, I don't have a damn clue what her name is .

She's a chick I met at the bar the other night.

I'm pretty sure I've already had at least one round of wild and crazy sex with her.

Or was that her sister?😎

Hell, who am I kidding? I probably had em both.

"Hey stud.....good game today." The woman said,batting her eyelashes at me.

"Thanks" I said,smirking and winking.

"I think we should...ya know.....have a little fun ."She said,with a wink.

"Hell yeah" I said,smirking.

The next thing I knew we were in the floor,heavily making out.

I am a worn out ol boy but I am NEVER too tired for some poontang.😎

So....with that being said.....scram...ya filthy animals! 😎

However,please do visit tomorrow.

I'm sure I shall have a ton of things to talk about if ya know what I mean.😎

Song of the chapter -Just A Gigolo by David Lee Roth

Hey guys! I know this is definitely a different Joe than we are used to seeing but hey, I find this side of Joey B rather hot 🥵 myself.

As I’ve said, this is my story from Wattpad but I will be changing it slightly.

Thanks so much for reading!

Will update soon!

Much love,

Leslie ❤️

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YOWZA WHATS GOOD, HAVE LIKE A SEMI-THOUGHT

I've only told one bro about this, shot to them, BUT ANYWAYS

so like this was ages ago, I was hanging out with a friend and we went to go watch a movie yeah, n my bro were sitting in the middle of the cinema, near the edge

ok lemme try set the scene or whatever, lighting is dim to none, giant fucking screen ofc ofc and the seats are like these plush as leather ones except they don't feel like leather, v squishy n comfy fr fr

and like throught the entire movie I was like..

what if a bro got all gassy from the giant amounts of popcorn n drinks n movie snacks they were eating, and they like..

subtly rip ass into the chairs...

like 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦 like 😳😳😳😳😳😳

leaning to the side or pressing their ass against the plush chair before farting, such a nice surface for farts to rumble out against + muffles it nicely ueu 😫😫😫😫😫

easing out a long silent fart that warms up their butt before sitting back down and sighing in relief 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

maybe they have to time their farts with any loud explosions or noises in the movie in case their farts are loud ueu 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

the movie cinemas dark enough for them to do whatever they like, and if they're in a side/corner seat, they get the extra bonus of hiding from everyone

so like.. someone rubbing their tummy to get the gas out yknow yknow 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

idk maybe they went to the movies with friend, and like halfway thru the movie their friend picked up on the bros distress, so they offer to help thru tummy rubs and praise mmmmmm 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

uff think about the stench of their gas filling up the theater

omfg their pants and the poor chair too hrnagehanen 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

so stinky n sweaty n muggy, but no one will knows its them hrbahdhandn (well besides them ofc but ya)

(teehee unrelated but imagine farting into someone's popcorn, then eating said popcorn 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫)