#cahartt

[ares857]

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[neishroom]

hii!! i love your sim style. if you don't mind, wcif the male's top from your gay son or thot daughter post and the carhartt sweatshirt and shoes from this post ?

https://www.tumblr.com/neishroom/748495109973229568/emanuel-manny-dimaano-27-loves-his-cat-igor

white tank -x

cahartt sweater - x

shoes - x

(you're going to have to dl telegram and join the dollhouse booty mafia channel to access the items behind a paywall)

[so-much-for-subtlety]

just had an exterminator come by and he was so hot with his cahartt jacket over his sweatshirt and that deep Bronx accent you just know he’s got a thick dick

[mw-537]

Cahartt WIP Illustration by Razauno

[maisonfleurant]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: CAHARTT VINTAGE NAVY BLUE WOMEN'S CAPRIS PANT SIZE XL.

[domifleek]

Can ya’ll stop pricing your raggedy ass Cahartt jackets for $200 they’re not worth all that

[paste-y-blog]

[louislouaay]

[yongislong]

red light therapy.

genre: mark x gn reader!, fluff, suggestive towards the end, just cute bf markie

note: my first mark fic YUUP ty anon! prett short tbh but i loved writing this, listen to wish you'd ask me by matt maltese when reading! it sets da mood hehe, use of the word princess for a joke but its pretty much gn. not proofread

it'd been a night hanging out with a group of friends at a nearby pub and you and mark were both beat as the two of you stumbled your way towards his navy jeep. none of you had drunk, to be honest jisung had had enough beers for the entire group combined, yet there was something in the air that swayed you both alongside the empty cobble stone street.

mark exhales, fog releasing from his lips from the chilly weather. his arm is thrown over you as you intertwine your hand with his that hung from your right shoulder. you can't help but look up at him, lips pursed as he searched the street for where he last parked his car.

he is so, so pretty. its not fair really. you tell him all the time how much it scares you how pretty he can be while doing nothing. even when he wakes up or is sick. he always laughs it off as says you're the pretty one in this relationship, going on and on about how lucky he is. it always leads to him listing things he loves about you. he always praises you and genuinely looks up to you. always.

he catches you looking at him and you turn away just as quick. he smirks and uses the hand you hold against your shoulders to stick his pointer finger out and poke your right cheek.

"cute," he mumbles.

your cheeks are not just red from the wind anymore.

finally reaching his car, he runs over to open the door for you before you can even reach for the handle. he helps you into the car while he tries to stifle giggles and keep his very serious prince-like act up. you pinch his cheek as a thank you before he closes the door and jogs over to his side. he was clad in vintage cahartt, minus his pink high top converse.

he has a funny look in his eye as he opens up his music app, shuffling his "passenger princess" playlist, again stifling another laugh as you shoot a questioning look towards the drivers seat.

both of your guys' cheeks are still flushed and cold to the touch as he blasts the heater and pulls out of the parking lot to start the journey back to you dorm building.

he hated dropping you off after hanging out. yeah you would stay over his place sometimes but johnny and yuta never really gave you much privacy...

to compensate for this he'd learned the longest route to your place. trying to milk as much time as he could with you while he had you, that is until you moved in together.

he kept a steady hand on your thigh as he drove through the backwoods of your small town. rubbing circles with his thumb to the rhythm of the songs that came on shuffle.

you felt the car slow and eventually come to a stop, never really averting your eyes from the view the late night sky provided outside your window. until you felt a firm squeeze on the flesh of your thigh mark had been gripping.

turning over to him, he's already looking at you. bright-eyed, face clearly swimming with thoughts.

time froze.

one of his hands left the wheel to cup the side of your face. you lean into his touch like a cat and he coos, sucking in a break as you open your eyes back up to look at him through your lashes. he lets his gaze lazily flicker over your features, landing on your lips. the red light caught your face so, so well. it drove him crazy, it was so easy to see.

"god..." he whispers, he didn't even really mean to.

you cutely scrunching up your nose was the only indication he needed to lean in and land his lips on yours.

he sucks on your bottom lip and you let out a whimper. he feels you melt into his palm and he doesn't think he would rather be anywhere else in the world but here right now.

nipping and sucking at your lips, he savors this moment, until the light reflecting off the side of your face changes to green. he moans lowly when he feels you pull on his wrist.

slightly letting his teeth catch your bottom lip as he seperates, he feels as though he's committing a sin when he pulls away and sees you dumbly chasing his lips with your eyes still closed, a pout taking over your pink and bruised lips when you flutter your eyes open and see his adoring expression.

he continues rubbing his thumb over the expanse of your cheekbone as you keep your hand wrapped around his wrist.

he quickly pecks your lips once, then twice, and another two times for good measure. he feels teeth clashing more every kiss as both of your smiles widen.

jolting, a light honk pulls you of your daydream. breaking out into blushing giggles, he scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, pressing the gas to resume the route. snaking his hand back to rest on your inner thigh, you cant help but hide your face in your palms as you continue to laugh loudly.

he remembered this even after dropping you off. sitting in the driveway smiling like an idiot. he vows to do this again.

[thegrassfairy]

if i can stand on the beach mid-winter in my cargo pants, combat boots, flannel and cahartt jacket with pockets full of shit on the east coast as i am right now then so can the winchesters. god.

[insearch-of]

Styling work I did for Awake x Cahartt being posted in London

[ares857]

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[neishroom]

need cahartt overalls, beanies and little infant vans then i’ll be satisfied 

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[sirwilow]

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Styled by: @samuelgaertner _ _ _ _ _ PH: @yeahitsmanu _ _ _ _ #swag #swagger #style #stylist #photoshoot #photooftheday #cahartt #caharttfrance #streetstyle #streetwear #instagood #black #proudofbeenblack #blackbeauty #blackguy #blackmagic #blacklove #blacklivesmatter #blackisbeautiful #blackmen #blackboy #boy #model #blackmodel #lifestyle #lifestyleblogger #germany #deutschland #frankfurtammain #frankfurt (à Skyline Plaza Frankfurt)

[skuddesign]

Brick Lane wall ! jacket @cahartt_france and cap by @kytone.tm #cahartt #kytone #cap #lonfon #shoredishlondon