#cmon i dont bite

[octo-blobs]

doodle page. oh my god i love octopath traveller. And i love Lesbians

[renalii]

I need a woman in my life to cuddle and shower with kisses, just fluff and all 💔

[friendlyengie]

Firmly believe that engineer’s relationship to pyro is similar to a guy and his very aggressive dog that he insists is actually so sweet dont even worry abt it ^_^

[cronchcake]

I'm not gonna elaborate because I don't want to, but I wish we could have genuine and well-argued criticism of critrole. I want my n1 fave to be criticised for its flaws. alas, most critique I see is either pretty badly argued or it's done in bad faith.

[techutones]

Yall should like...send asks...yall should...yall should do that

[ihavehatsinmypants]

truly a punch-able face

[galindatopland]

to even imply adult jackie COULD be boring if she survived is insane to me. do you have any idea how much she'd have to BREAK her brain to cope? that would turn her entire brain inside out she'd be a fascinating adult like every adult yellowjacket is because they're such a traumatized mess. keep up

[cherrywperson]

you should talk to #me and send me #asks i think

[qzse-rtv]

I think ur cute like actually and iwant you but I'm too awkward to tell u

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[sanstropfremir]

I HAVE to ask: thoughts on the new Namjoon? (Produced by Oh Hyuck!! Did not see that coming) 👀

did you. did you really have to ask

[dylankenobi]

a lot of gorillaz character stuff comes from interviews and promo content; before phase 3 (plastic beach), the music videos weren't plots but just the characters acting in music videos, basically 1-2 was just vibes, but 3 was where they started adding in plot. Going chronologically also helps, these characters aren't static and Phase 1 Noodle is very different from adult Noodle. Also Gorillaz writing is just a mess you kind of have to get used to it.

😧 this is so much and I don't really understand but I love your energy and appreciate you

[lift-heavy-be-gay]

I saw the thing you reblogged, had a moment of boldness and think you’re a bit cute. I’m just a girl okay??? 😔

- ♥️

see you have me at a disadvantage

you know what I look like, but I don't know what you look like

[gamblersdoll]

divorced husband! katsuki who’s still in love with you— always breaking a potential relationship up. and it takes one simple thing: a text.

finally pressing through the woods of dating pools, apps and events, you thought you could get a break. a fucking deserved break! no more heroes, just civilians. theyd make more time and effort for the relationship! thats all you thought about, effort and time. it takes you a couple of times to finally emerge into the dating pools, but it was working.

was working, until that fuck decided to text you.

“hows your date going, baby? you know daddy misses you.”

your heart drops, how the actual fuck did he know that you were on a date?? you wanted to grind your teeth, your date sweaty now.

“so.. you used to date— dynamight?” he asks, hoping and praying that you didnt, because he knew hed be fucked up if you did. he had so many questions, for how long? when ? did you guys have kids?—

“we were married, but i divorced him.” you say, sighing when he quickly gathers his things to dine and dash out the semi fancy restaurant. another spoiled date, you thought. or maybe the date you chose was simply a bitch, obviously you wouldnt want that.

but he was the seventh spoiled date, for some reason— conveniently, katsuki was always aware.

“why do you make me do this, baby?” he whispered in your ear, hands in your panties copping a feel of your plump ass. he sucks in a breath, almost like he was resisting the temptation to get on his knees.. again. “what with all these dates ‘nd shit..? you really wanna move on from me?”

“we’re— fuck.. divorced, you perverted asshole.” you grit, trying your best to push him away. “get off and out.”

“jeez, you’re pickin’ up on my language.” he snickers, reminiscing on his art that littered your neck. “you vowed to me, ya know? that yer’ always mine.”

a irritation grew over you. “when you married me, and you werent always away from me.” you remind, putting salt in the wound. “maybe if you were around , we’d be married and you would have every right to do this.”

now he was irritated, flipping you onto your stomach on what used to be your dining table. he chuckled, pulling your head back by your hair and wagging his finger in your face. you somewhat missed when he did this, dominating you in the bedroom. “ah ah, i still have every right.” he coos, his fingers flicking at your entrance and slipping pass. “you havent gotten away from me, not at all.”

“katsuki—“

“uh uh, quiet.” he commands, pressing your face against the table as he hikes your leg up to crouch. “has this pretty little thing missed me?”

“no, i havent missed you.” that was a lie, a terrible one..

he leaves a slap on your ass, spitting on your clit. “meant this pretty pussy, girl.” he snarks, pulling you back by your hips to have a face full of your cunt. your breath hitches, him laughing vibrating against your skin. “still so fucking sweet.. bet you havent came in months, have you little slut?”

you nod, toes curling in embarrassment, pleasure, and sensitivity.

“you remember who yer daddy is, do ya?” he asks, tongue swirling around your clit. his hands press against the under cup of your ass, squeezing and jiggling. “i am, im yer daddy.” he reminds, licking up from your clit to your back to kiss. “how bad do you want me, baby? use your words.”

you couldnt , using your eyes. “please.”

“cmon’, dont tell me only months being separated you forget yer manners.” he raises an eyebrow, suddenly his tip was smearing pre up and down your slit. “do i need to remind you basics, baby?”

you shook your head frantic, he bitting his lip to bite back the urge to bite you.

[denxxxphelia]

" All I'm saying is I think more men should be pegged. "

[maybanksprincess]

size kink pt 2!

warnings: mean!jj, smut, rough sex, size kink, mild slapping, finger sucking, daddy kink, neck biting, choking, allusions to aftercare

pairings: mean!dom!jj x thick!reader

requested by @jjmaybankssurfergf i hope you like it sweetheart 💋 (meaner jj has me feral😩)

it was 12:06 at midnight, everyone in the chateau was asleep, but jj just had to get his hands on you. he pushed you down onto the bed of one of the empty rooms, and pinned ur wrists above your head.

his other hand worked to pull your lacy panties off. his grip on your wrists still remaining firm. when he gets them off, he shoves them in your mouth to muffle any protests.

he pulls his cargo shorts and dark blue boxers off, tossing them off to the side. he slaps his hard, girthy cock against your clit, causing you to shudder.

he teases your folds for a moment, before thrusting his cock in slowly. he grabs the back of your plushy thighs and pushes them up to your chest so he can get in deeper.

he leans down and bites your neck to muffle his own groans, he sees some drool trickling down your chin from around the panties, and he yanks them out of your mouth, replacing them with his fingers.

when you gag around his veiny fingers, his dick twitches slightly inside of you.

"dont make a fuckin' sound." he whispers in your ear lowly, before slamming into you roughly, his balls hitting your ass with every harsh thrust.

you try your hardest not to make noise and to be good, because you knew what would happen if you disobeyed him in this moment.

you try to speak around his fingers, earning a slap on your cheek from jj, the sting only doubling your pleasure.

"what did i jus' say, hm? be quiet baby. you dont want daddy to punish you, do you?" he emphasizes his words by, shoving his fingers farther down, making you gag and cough.

when he doesnt get a response, he slaps you again, a little rougher this time. "do you?" he repeats, his words more firm.

you shake your head quickly and mumble a "no." around his fingers, trying not to choke.

jj speeds up, pulling his fingers out your mouth to squeeze your throat. "no what?" he questions.

when you look up at him, you dont see those pretty ocean eyes, you see them replaced with dark blue, lustful eyes.

"n-no daddy." you cough out, your voice raspy and broken from the impact of his fingers and the ringed hand around your throat.

"thats exactly what i thought baby." he says, then removes his hand from around your throat, giving you a second to breathe before shoving three fingers down your throat this time.

he looks down at the big buldge his making between your pretty thighs.

"yur' gonna shut that pretty little mouth f' me, and cum around my dick. can you do that for daddy?" the last part of his sentences has a underlying tone of teasing to them.

"yes daddy." you moan around his fingers. but his pace never falters, he keeps rutting into you, moving your feet on his shoulders, and moving his hand from your plushy thighs to rub your clit as he keeps slamming into you.

"mm look at her squeezin' my cock like that. looks like shes turned on by daddy bein' mean, hm?" he adds with a smirk.

he chuckles darkly, as he watches you still whimper lowly around his fingers. not long after, the band in your stomach snaps, all the pressure leaving your body, and soaking his cock.

he leans down and bites your neck to muffle his groans as he cums inside you. little "mm"s and "ahh"s vibrate against your neck, for a few moments before he pulls out of you with a pop.

he pulls his fingers out of your mouth and admires the fucked out look on your face. the mascara dripping down your squishy cheeks almost makes his cock stir to life again, but he refrains himself.

he squeezes your thigh, and presses a firm kiss to it before getting up. "cmon sweetheart, lets get you cleaned up. maybe ill give you a reward for being so good and quiet for daddy."

[httpscameron]

you + hairbrush = logan fucking you 18+

you werent a complete newbie when it came to taking care of your own needs, you were pretty content with just your hands and the occasional pillow. but when logan came into the picture?

what went from innocent masturbating to downright pornographic fantasys about him. even thinking about him for too long how your legs pressed together trying to feel any sort of friction. your sessions turning from satisfying to needing something in you.

you looked at getting a dildo but it was embarrassing, what if someone saw it or someone opened your parcel by mistake and see an 6” dildo? so you went to the next best thing. a girls best friend, a hair brush. you did buy a whole new hairbrush just for this purpose. it did help satisfy your cravings.

spending evening slowly pushing it into yourself, murmuring and muttering “lo, please, please logan,” imagining he was there, he was the one pushing his cock into your cunt. imagining what his cock would look like, howd it make you moan and cum.

it wasnt until one of those faithful nights when you laid in your bed, legs spread as your left hand sloppily pushed the hairbrush handle into your cunt and your right hand rubbed your clit, moaning out of desperation for your imaginative logan to come make you cum.

your door had latched opened and you hadnt of realised; too deep in the trance. logan had came in, it took him not even half a second to smell it, he shut the door behind him. his eyes becoming half lidded as he began to stalk you.

“please lo fuck me harder,” you moaned eyes closed, teeth biting your lower lip as you continued.

“all you had to do was ask baby girl.” he murmured a smirk spreading across his lips, a predator stalking his prey. he unhooked his belt with one hand, taking it off his other slowing going up your leg seeing the hairbrush. he almost chuckled at the site. your cheeks flushed red at the site of it, shutting your legs to hide it.

“dont hide from me baby, we’re just startin’,” he took the hairbrush out the smell reaching his nose, sweet. lets just say he’ll he fucking his fist to the reminisce of the smell. his boxers becoming tighter,

you wanted to apologise almost, fucking yourself to him, an almost perverse thing but he seemed to be finding it fantastic.

“i wanna take it.” you muttered, bold but truthful.

“oh yeah? gonna take every inch?” he mocked, you were the innocent type in his head; probably a virgin. he watched as your foot pulled him in closer, kneeling on your bed infront of you. logan began to pull down his boxers letting his cock out, a few lazy tugs before resting it right on your clit.

“you promise youre gonna be a good girl and take this cock?” he asks, his words for his own amusement, you nodded. he didnt even need foreplay you had been fucking yourself for however long before he arrived.

his cock sliding into your pussy “big stretch… look at you taking it,” he muttered, his right hand rubbing circles on your clit as he began to thrust. it getting deeper and quicker with each other.

your moans getting louder with each one, whimpers of pleads to stop but you dont want it to stop youre only getting started. “fuck me logan, harder.” your voice a pant as he leant over, caging you in,

“yeah? thats what you want?” his voice a little more breathless “this cunt just sucking me in, needing me.” cocky was an understatement.

“i need it badly lo, please,” your words becoming incoherent as your moans become overwhelming, a tightening growing in your core. his hand quickening up as he rubbed your clit

“cmon baby, come for me, be a good girl f’me.” he huffs.

those words sending you over the edge as he fucks the orgasm out of you, riding the edge as he soon comes undone afterwards. “good girl.” he mutters.

a/n -> i dont write smut so i apologise if this is terrible!!

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