#disgusting wh0re

[squiddybobiddy]

Smells like queer people…

(I hate him so much)

(He needs to be mine and ford’s I guess)

(Also I finally made a finished piece so that’s a bonus)

[littlemisshypno]

Decide my fate with my Toilet Lovers tomorrow (on a Public Toilet Marathon)

For every 5 notes I will make love with another Public Toilet🥰 (5 notes=1 Toilet, 10 notes=2 Toilets etc)

5 notes- I will dry hump my Lovers☑️

20 notes- I will make out with them tongue and all

40 notes- I will rub my bare cunt on the toilet seat as I make love with then🥺

60 notes- I will lift up the toilet seat and rub my bare cunt on the bowl😍

100 notes- I will tenderly lick the full perimeter of my Lovers bowl

150 notes- I will lick out my Lovers rims🥵

200 notes- I will record me cumming as I make love to one of my Lovers and post it on OF❤️

I’m going to be doing this as today goes on- whatever the notes are at when I make love to each Toilet Lover is the acts of love that we will perform together💕

(I will be counting notes until at least 3pm BST, September 2nd)

[16noneffy]

He is such a fucking cliche

[creamybunnybullet]

I'm anal only and denied until Friday. Daddy says I'm to only refer to my pussy as my lubehole. That's all it is, a hole filled with lube for him to dip his cock in so it slides into my asshole bitch-hole easier.

[sixty9god]

When I fuck, I want to get messy. I want to put my fingers inside you and put it in your mouth and spit in your face and call you a disgusting little slut. You damn near deserve it don’t you?

[daddyslittleplaything420]

Everyone!! Please send me the most dirty, filthy, gross things you can please

[lastbraincellls]

I like you in the most disgusting way possible

[liittlecrow]

Show us your feet

ok sorry but yall will NEVER. (!!!) be getting this one out of me alive . . over my cold dead decomposing corpse in stage 4 livor mortis maybe idk

[got-me-moonstruck]

Talk down to me…

⚠️🔞NSFW WARNING

Sub! Jungwon x GN!reader/mommy! Reader

Warnings: degration, a bit of swearing, “wh0re” is used, reader is called ‘mommy’, Jungwon is shy

“Y-y/n….. can we, um.. t-try something….d-different…this time?”

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You know jungwon likes to be praised, a lot. It’s at the point where it is incorporated somehow every time you have sex. He sometimes even gets hard from you praising him outside of the bedroom. Just telling him how well he did at the recent dance practice, or stroking his hair and calling him a cutie.

So when jungwon wants to ask you to go the other way, degrade him, it’s very hard for him. He’s so embarrassed, trying his best to hint it at you, but you don’t pick it up at all. Yes, he LOVES the praise, he would never deny that, but he’s recently had different fantasies. The thought of you calling him names and punishing him for being a brat until all he can do is cry out your name drives him crazy. he just doesn’t know how to say it.

At some point he breaks, frustrated that you’re not picking up any of his hints. He is underneath you, like he has been many times before, But now you hear a faint, small voice stuttering…

“Y-y/n….. can we, um.. t-try something….d-different…this time?”

He’s not making eye contact, just blushing like crazy and looking as far to the side as possible. You can feel the heat radiating off his cheeks.

“Of course baby, anything you want.” Your voice is breathy and calm.

You stroke his chest to try and ease his tension and he lets out a shaky breath.

He mutters something, but you can’t hear him.

“What was that?”

“Can you, um..maybe…. T-Talk down to me..?”

You smile as you take in his words.

“Oh? What’s this? Can you say that again? Hm?”

You asked but your smile tell him you already heard. He covers his face and whines some apologies.

“look at me.”

He looks at you again, eyes dark and glossy, almost crying from embarrassment

“Why’d you never tell me you were such a whore? How long have you been keeping this from me? I mean, honestly, who has both a praise kink and a degration kink? That’s just filthy, Jungwon.”

His eyes widen a little as he stares so deep into your eyes. You move to kiss his neck

“The way you were looking at me earlier…. you were just begging me to fuck you, weren’t you? Poor thing….”

you move to whisper in his ear

“can’t think about anything but me, can you? Head empty, can only think about getting fucked stupid, fucked like you deserve. You know I have to punish you, brat”

You bite his ear and he lets out a cry he’s probably been holding forever.

“Are you crying now? What the hell, haha? You asked for this, didn’t you? Did you change your mind?”

You press Your hand onto his bulge.

“No! Keep going. It’s so good, soso good, it feels really good.”

He’s very hard, dick practically bursting through his sweats.

“You’re so pathetic, Jungwon. You really get off on this? How embarrassing.”

You keep massaging him through his pants.

“Take these off.”

He quickly does as you say. He doesn’t waste any time in freeing his swollen cock. He gasps as he feels the cold air hit.

“You’re so fucking easy, Jungwon. Why should I even touch you? All you’ve done is be a slut. Honestly, I should just leave you with this. It looks painful. You are such a pervy boy”

Jungwon lets out another whine as you look him up and down and click your tongue.

“Look at this, You’re leaking already, I didn’t even touch you. That’s disgusting”.

You rub your thumb over his wetness.

“Look at you. What a pitiful sight.”

You pull his cock towards you and watch it spring back. Jungwon whimpers at the contact.

“Please- pleasee”

jungwon cries

“please what?”

Jungwon lets out another cry at your strict tone.

“I want- want y-you to touch it. Please, please, please. Mommy, please!”

Hearing him say mommy definitely made you weak

“Call me that again.”

“Mommyyyyyy! mommy mommy mommy mommy mommyyy” he cries and grips onto your shirt. “Please mommy, pretty please? I’ll be so good, I’ll be so so good. I wanna cum, pleaseee”

Jungwon surprised you with the sudden confidence. He looks ethereal like this, how on earth could you ever say no?

You give his dick a few good strokes and he sighs out in relief.

“I think, I’m c-close…”

you laugh.

“Wow, what’s that? 10 seconds? That’s pathetic. You really are a whore. My stupid fucking whore.”

“I-I’m gonna c-cum!”

He holds onto you very right before he lets out a line of moans and cries. His cum shoots out all over your hand.

“Look, you made a mess. How gross.”

★゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★゜・

A/N: I am so down bad for him today i don’t know why. Subby jungwon will always have a special place in y heart <3

[grossdad7773]

Please put your load in my mouth. I'll swallow it all and maybe wash it down with your piss

Such a disgusting fucking Dad-Wh0re.

Want to wait up for me after I've been on a heavy night out drinking beer with my buddies.

Want to get on your knees as soon as I stumble through the door and beg for my cock?

I drunkenly r@pe your throat in the hallway and you gag and drool like the cunt you want to be.

And after I've emptied my balls down your throat, I need to piss away the beer from the night.

So you just stay kneeling down and I'll clean away all that slobber and cum from out of your mouth and off your tits.

[wannashiver]

To be honest, I'm thinking about using you as a urinal right now

To be honest, I'm thinking about being used as a urinal right now 🤭

[gayhoediaz]

fuck it friday

tagged by @rewritetheending and @freewayshark ♡

Fuck, they’re both so hot.

If Buck weren’t a mere minute away from coming his brains out, he would probably have a more articulate thought process - but in the impending build up, that’s all he’s able to register. (I’m sure I’ve seen much hotter men - but I really can’t remember when, his adhd brain somehow decides that the song lyrics are important enough to be let through to his cerebral cortex.)

“You look so pretty when you come, honey, don’t look away,” Tommy instructs gently. “Eddie wants to see.”

Buck immediately gets hit with the realization that Tommy is showing him off. It feels like a wave of warm, liquid, comforting, golden sunshine. Buck feels admired. A piece of art in a museum. A kintsugi bowl, shattered into pieces, only to be mended and decorated with faint humiliation in the form of the finest gold.

“What do you need, huh?” Eddie asks, then.

“Kiss,” Buck gasps before he’s fully able to register the request, bracing himself on both of their shoulders as he their hands grow tighter around him, the slick, filthy beat of the precome growing obnoxiously loud as he feels his stomach tighten, his brows furrowing in pleasure, eyelids growing heavy.

Tommy grounds him, hand refining its grip on the side of his face as he leans over, tongue just as smooth as it is bold, Buck humming hungrily around it, eagerly kissing him back as he rocks back up into their hands, the couch creaking beneath them.

Tommy breaks the kiss, and Buck has the distinct, intoxicating feeling of being handed over, given a mere split second to attempt to get a breath in before two mismatching hands are physically turning his head, Eddie’s tongue replacing Tommy’s, canine clumsily scratching Buck’s swollen bottom lip, pulling a deep, hungry moan out of the base of his throat as digs his short fingernails deep into the bulk of Tommy’s shoulder, shifting his other one up from Eddie’s, and into his hair, gripping the strands as he steals one more slide of his tongue - maybe two or three - before he finally breaks it, panting.

“I, uh-“ he tries, slowly blinking his eyes open, gaze meeting Tommy’s - all of them just as close as they were a moment ago. “Fuck, I-“ he tries again, every stroke of their combined hands stealing his breath all over again. “Fuck, I meant you-“ he huffs, briefly taking his hand off of Tommy’s shoulder to gesture in between them - even if his hand reaches their peripheral vision, at best. “You two kiss again,” he explains.

“You’re getting off on this?” Tommy mumbles, the corner of his mouth twitching as he shifts his attention back to Eddie. “Perv.”

“Hm, disgusting,” Eddie jokes through a subdued grin, right before they both tuck their teeth away, jaws dropping as they slide their tongues over each other’s - a lot of tongue; too much tongue. So much tongue that they must be sacrificing some of their enjoyment to make sure that it looks as horny, and as filthy as possible for Buck’s voyeuristic gaze - and it works.

no pressure tags @buckttommy @wh0re-behavi0r @sibylsleaves @homerforsure @shitouttabuck @lafdhoncho ♡

[toy-slut-12-blog]

well you try to look sexy

move like a moron

and much much worse.. hairs are all around the damm micro bikini

you look like shit liek this like irrisponcable and careless even clueless

what a waste of an outfit that could have looked stunning on you now just aking you look like mindless cheap trash that does not know how to take care of herself

[elvensorceress]

sunday sentences 💕

tagged by @rogerzsteven @loveyouanyway @bekkachaos @exhuastedpigeon @daffi-990 @wikiangela @giddyupbuck @evanbegins @wh0re-behavi0r @hoodie-buck tagging if you are so inclined 💕 @eddiebabygirldiaz @hippolotamus @ronordmann @loveyourownsmiilee @spotsandsocks @monsterrae1 @shortsighted-owl @babytrapperdiaz @messyhairdiaz @stagefoureddiediaz @fiona-fififi @thekristen999 @disasterbuckdiaz @tizniz @spaceprincessem @heartshapedvows @diazsdimples @loserdiaz Unless finale with firefam sillies 💕

Buck meets him in the middle section and beams so brightly at him that Eddie breathes easier. He could forget his own name when Buck looks at him with so much joy and adoration. 

Even just the simple act of sitting next to each other, pressing arms and thighs together while on the way to a call puts the whole world back in alignment. Eddie’s finally back on the job and Buck is finally, finally next to him in all the ways he needs, all the ways that matter. 

It’s suspiciously quiet in the truck as they pull out of the station. There’s radio chatter about the traffic collision they’re on the way to. Nothing that sounds serious. But no one says anything else. 

Because Hen and Chimney are both staring. At him? At them? From their spots on either side of Buck and Eddie. They have wide-eyed, expectant expressions that are kind of tense and intense and a lot like being caught snitching cookies but instead of being scolded, someone is just waiting for a confession or admittance of guilt.

Buck looks back and forth between both of them and chooses to play dumb. “What is with the staring? I know Eddie is really pretty, but both of you have wives.”

Eddie bites his lip and is not going to turn red. His face is not going to get hot and he’s not going to say anything he doesn’t have to. Not. 

“Technically,” Chim says in a drawn out, this-is-also-only-formality kind of way. “She’s not my wife yet. Soon. Very soon. But not yet.” He grins brightly then, almost as brightly as Buck was. “She asked me to marry her though. I’m going to marry her.”

Eddie smiles back at him, and only aches with maybe two-thirds of his whole being. 

He’s never had that. He’s never been so ecstatically happy and excited about being able to get married. He loved Shannon. He did. She’ll always be his first love and the disastrous way it turned out doesn’t erase that. Frank’s voice always reminds him. But the idea of marriage wasn’t exactly happy then. For either of them. 

And knowing how it turned out and how neither of them knew how to be a partner to the other and how he never got to enjoy the little things about sharing his life with someone, not even housework and chores and dinners together. It only makes the aching Eddie now has in his chest that much worse. 

He wants that kind of partnership so much. He wants Buck to be his husband. He wants every minute, every day, whole lifetimes of being with him in that way. He wants to be excited about getting married and being married.

It’s too soon though. 

It’s brand new. They’re working on it. 

They have so much to work on. 

“What about everyone else?” Hen asks with pointed staring face again. “Any more wedding plans? New dates that we’re going on? Changes in relationship status?”

“Anything to share with the rest of the class?” Chim adds then holds up a hand like a stop now forever. “Anything that is not filthy gory hooking up because I think I speak for everyone when I say, we’ve had enough of hearing about Buck’s sex life. More than enough. Too much. Bad time all around.” 

“Okay,” Buck says with his own dismissive hand wave. “I have it way worse. When you talk about your sex life, I have to know that it’s with my sister, and that is just—” he makes a sour, disgusted face and shakes his head. “That’s worse.”

“I don’t talk about my sex life here in this sacred vehicle of life saving,” Chim protests.

Hen gives him a side eye. “You sometimes talk about your sex life here. In this sacred vehicle of life saving.” 

“Fine, one time. It was important. We didn’t know how to do the— never mind. You know what else is important?” Chim looks back to Buck and Eddie still pressed together in the middle of their sacred vehicle of gossip and asking too much information. “Telling your friends, your family, your sacred battlefield brethren. Brethren and sisteren?” He glances at Hen and asks, “What would the word even be? Why is language so annoyingly sexist?”

She gives him a “you know why” look. 

And he shrugs and continues. “We are your sacred colleagues, comrades-in-arms, ride-or-die, hashtag squad goals!”

“How do you even know ‘squad goals’?” Buck asks and Eddie would also like to know the answer to this question. Because he has never heard of it either and that is not something he will admit ever.

“My nephew taught me. He knows everything. You should know.” 

“Your nephew?” Buck gives him a strange look. “Don’t tell me Albert has a secret kid no one knows about.”

Chim makes indignant gestures, likely at the lack of comprehension, because that is definitely his “everyone missed my reference” reaction and he looks to Hen for sympathy.

Oh. Oh, but Eddie gets it. Of course that’s where Chim learned it.

“He’s marrying your sister,” Hen deadpan explains. “Therefore he’s your brother-in-law and any child of yours would be his niece or nephew. Or chosen non-binary equivalent.” 

It takes a second, but then a rosy pink flush colors Buck’s cheeks as he grins his “I love Christopher more than all the things” grin.

It’s way too cute. It’s too special and too sweet, and Eddie can’t stop the smile that touches his own face either. But he can press his leg against Buck’s and dream about holding both him and Chris in the biggest three-person family hug. 

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[nothoughtsjusthoffstrahm]

I was just thinking and... Guys, I realized,,,

Strahm was actually the last thing that linked Hoffman with his own humanity

Because look, 🙏 when Strahm's still alive when he and Hoffman keep playing that cat and mouse game you can clearly see that he still keeps having doubts about whether he should be doing what he's doing, about whether what he's done so far is good or wrong, is it really any justice or not really - I think what proves this the most is that scene at which he looks at Angelina's picture and afterwards throws his promotion certificate(?) on his desk with evident resignation and something that looks like disgust even

It's only when Strahm ends up dying, when Hoffman looks at his dead body that it seems like something clicks inside him - his expressions when he's looking at it, then when he's picking up his hand, all of his conflicting emotions and thoughts seeming to flicker right in front of his eyes at that moment

As if the moment he saw what he's done to Strahm, as if the moment he basically lost someone that kept insistingly showing him that what he's doing is wrong, that looked at him with disgust for what he was doing, that beat the sh*t out of him for that - see, that's what I'm often talking about also, like I usually do joke about it in a "Hoffman is a wh0re" manner, but actually it very much seems to me that Mark wanted Peter to beat the sh*t out of him, he enjoyed it, because a part of him knew he deserved it for the things he's done so far

But going back to my point - the moment Strahm died, the moment he saw his smashed body was the moment when his humanity has been torn away from him as a person completely, the moment when any good nature and reason left him, because it's Peter's insults, remarks and him not wanting to let him get away with this was what was keeping him grounded to his own doubts about all of this

In a way, I feel like you can even say Strahm's death was also the death of Hoffman's good and rational, as well as careful side

The fact that he had an actual real opponent, that he saw an actual real enemy in Strahm that could make him pay for his actions very much keeping him grounded as well, because with their cat and mouse game he knew he couldn't let his guard down, because he knew Strahm's way too intelligent and it's clear that he very much respected that

The moment Strahm died Hoffman also felt like he could put his guard down, because he felt like he didn't have an actual, real opponent anymore that could stand in his way the way Peter did

The only opponent he ever held any regard for and thought was worth any effort was Strahm.

[sweetestpopcorn]

Honestly, I can't forget how much that part of the fandom wants for Rhaenyra's importance in Daemon's life to be reduced. I remember I stumbled upon a post and it literally said "She wasn't that important to him anyway, all we know of their relationship is that she was his niece, his wife and they had two kids together", which left me completely ???? It made me wonder if they took the informations regarding Rhaenyra from the TV tropes site, where they spent paragraphs on Laena and Nettles, but a single line for Rhaenyra.

So - just for a short recap - Rhaenyra was his niece, the first woman he ever asked to marry, the wife he always wanted and choose for himself, mother to three of his children (because hello baby Visenya), his Queen, but to these people she was what? An inconvenience to be pushed aside? Like, I already knew she was hated and people wanted for her to be unloved/unwanted/undesired, but some of these takes really cross a certain line sometimes. It's very strange.

Hi there Anon 🤗

Once again sorry for this huge delay.

Ok so I just have to say how much I love the ""She wasn't that important to him anyway" followed by "all we know of their relationship is that she was his niece, his wife and they had two kids together".

Hum...

Just imagine this situation:

"Hi Paul!"

"Oh, who's this lady here with you?"

"Oh no one especial really, she's my wife of ten years with whom I have two kids with and who I met since she was born. No big deal."

Ok then, so if being from the same family, being married, and having children together is like no big deal and nothing important, can I ask wtf is?

Also this is a complete lie since we know about Rhaenyra and Daemon's relationship with much more details than ANY of his other relationships across all stages of Rhaenyra's life: when she was a child, when she was a teenager, when she was a young woman, and then a grown woman. So if we know nothing about Daemon and Rhaenyra's relationship which spans across all of the Dance, can I be as bold as to ask what great information we have on his other relationships? Ah yes a couple of lines. 'Mazing.

Like once again, write all of the fanfiction you want, have all your "headcanons", but keep it real right now and don't make yourselves seem like you need some medication by pretending Daemyra aren't the main relationship of the Dance and the main characters.

And if I can add for all the confused besties, Daemon's character was specifically created for Rhaenyra. She has existed since GOT, him we have only evidence of having been created post "A Dance with Dragons". There was a Targaryen male we knew she married to have Aegon but he was literally "Targaryen Husband" and nothing else. He was very recently created.

What more do you need? Because I'm a doctor but I cannot prescribe medication.

Regarding any website the only legitimate one concerning the canon asoiaf universe is awoiaf.westeros.org run by Elio and Linda. Yes, it's not perfect, has some missing information (not a lot) and some aspects that need updating and have minor errors, however it is the most completed and accurate one and the only one I would advise anyone to go for regarding information from asoiaf, all others seem to be run either by G*T universe fanboys and girls and by people who lost their way to AO3 and somehow ended up writing a wiki for their imaginary fanfictions.

Oh, Anon, have no doubt that many lines have been crossed when the subject is Rhaenyra and I have seen almost all. The same people calling Rhaegar a pedo🐻 and feeling so sorry for Lyanna being dead silent about Rhaenyra and Daemon and blaming Rhaenyra for seducing Criston - these are canon fans btw, not redacted and this was many years before redacted - people writing about Daemon ab_sing and r__ing Rhaenyra while telling her how the LoVe Of HiS LiFe was Laena, people legit calling her a wh0re, fat, disgusting etc... list goes on and on and on.

I would be shocked but this fandom has taught me better and can we really expect anything from a fandom who calls DANY - I repeated DANY - a r__ist, slaver, racist, etc etc, writing entire f_cking metas about how she's worse than Joffrey? Like the bar is BELLOW the titanic and every sh:t show Hb:tchO puts out there will only lower it.

All the best to you, say no to websites run by people who lost their way over to fanfiction.net and AO3, and yes to the ONLY legitimate asoiaf website.

Also when you talk nonsense and you know a story by fanfiction and metas, stop it and get the books. And maybe some medication. There's support available.

Popcorn out!

PS: This is NOT about redacted. Keep Ryan's fanfiction out of canon discussions.