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Birthday remembrance - Guy Wilkerson #botd

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Jaron Wilkerson

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JEALOUS FRANCIS WILKERSON 💔 IDK I FEEL LIKE HED BE SO TOUCHY

YES YES YOU ARE SO RIGHT. Jealous francis comes in two parts. Part 1 includes dueling for your honor and/or lighting the jackass making a move on you's car on fire. Part 2 includes going absolutely ham with attention and grand gestures and making out with you passionately at every chance to remind you why you have to choose him. You just have to.

[glitterinmyveinss]

Hey er ive never done requests before and I don’t really know how to work tumblr at all so I hope I’m doing this right but anyways I saw your post about wanting someone to request Reese Wilkerson stuff and I just wanted to ask if you could make a post just for headcannons about him? I haven’t seen too many on here and I need them so bad 😭

ofc i can! tysm for requesting and ik a lot of other people sent requests for reese too n i'll get to them soon it's just i have an irl crush rn so the delusions aren't really delusioning apologies <3

Reese Wilkerson Hc's

ok i noticed that in the halloween episode in season 7 i believe he's wearing a misfits shirt !! so i think he would like punk, grunge, pop punk, and nu metal. like misfits, descendants, nirvana, limp bizkit, blink 182, sum 41, sublime, beastie boys, really anything punk related

definitely watches wwe and if you're over you're watching it too

he loves watching his favorite scary movies w you and he loves how you like them too!

if you don't like scary movies he dosent mind either bc that just means you'll be hiding in his arms the whole time so he wins either way

i feel like when he first met you he definitely played a prank on you to get your attention or just annoyed you but once you sorted that all out, you join him on his pranks and he swears he's never liked a girl more

if you're smarter than him and you offer to tutor him he'll only do it under one condition: he gets a kiss everytime he gets something right

might be self projecting but he's def a boob guy.

everyone has this image of him as some psycho tough guy but play with his hair and he'll just melt. especially if you have acrylic nails! his head will be in your lap while you guys are watching tv n you'll be playing with his hair and he'll be as quiet as a mouse and malcolm will just be like "how did you do that."

loves it when you borrow his clothes. especially his hoodies. it just does something to him

tbh i feel like he could go for someone with either a more edgier look ( think avril lavigne or bill kaulitz) or someone with the girly 2000s look ( think britney spears or any of the playboy bunny girls )

once you guys have an established relationship he'll spend all his time with you! at first he wasn't sure if it was ok but now that he knows you really like him he's so happy!

i don't think he's big on pda i think hand holding is as far as hell go but i don't think he minds if you kiss him on the cheek

but once you guys are alone omg

cant keep his hands off you!

he's either super horny or super cuddly no in between

you and him always get stuck babysitting jamie and he'll be doing the most normal thing like putting jamie's shoe on or feeding him and youre just stuck staring at him bc he looks so cute!

dates usually consist of movie marathons, him cooking something for you guys, concerts, theater trips, or something really spontaneous like taking a trip to another city just bc you guys were bored.

walks you to all of your classes <3

malcom n dewey really like you and think you keep reese sane

ties your shoes

if you guys have a class together he's always doodling in your notebook whether it's something cute or raunchy

i think he struggles with self image so he needs a lot of reassurance

if you have pets he somehow has an immediate bond with them. they just love him!

he try's really hard to remember things you like for future gifts/dates

i feel like he gives oddly specific compliments, but he has good intentions

"you smell like a slutty fairy"

"is that supposed to be a good thing?"

"duh."

the same way he secretly loves watching soap operas with his mom, is the same way he loves watching all of your shows. like the oc, dawsons creek, whatever you're into!

he would give the best and most thoughtful homemade gifts. tb to when he gave lois little jars of jam! he'd probally do something similar but according to your taste <3

gets jealous easily

it's hot/ cute tho

memorized all your favorite pastries/baked goods n makes them for you when he's feeling nice/ as an apology if he messes up

[agaypanic]

Reese Wilkerson x Y/N jealous smut pls!! Reader is rly popular n her little jock friends are flirting HARD w her & Reese doesn’t like it at all. Fluffy ending too 🥹 I absolutely love your work & appreciate everything you do. You’re my star.

He Can't Have You (Reese Wilkerson X Cheerleader!Reader Smut)

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Summary: Being the cheer captain, you have a few boys that would do anything to get a date with you. But only one has your heart, and he wants everyone to know about it.

A/N: “you’re my star” im sobbing omg. also kinda feel like i got a lil carried away idk🧍‍♀️

CW: p in v intercourse, semi public sex (car in an empty parking lot), dumbification, unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), angry sex, marking up, slight thigh riding, orgasm denial, overstimulation

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Reese stared in anger with furrowed brows at the front gates of the high school. He had come to pick you up from cheer practice, but you were being held up by some stupid jock on the football team. Despite being far away, he knew the guy was flirting with you, trying to catch a glimpse at any skin he could see, which was a lot, considering your cheer uniform consisted of a short skirt and sleeveless top.

Sadly, this was a regular occurrence. Reese couldn’t really blame him or any of the other guys that flirted with you. You were popular, beautiful, and sweet to everyone.

But you also made it very clear that you were taken. And even though everyone knew Reese could beat their ass, some liked to try their luck.

Especially the football captain. Reese didn’t care enough to remember his name. All he knew was that he was your friend, and since you were captain of the cheer team, you were around him a lot.

Reese was finally taken out of his thoughts when he saw your friend laugh at something you said and put his arm around your shoulders. He jumped out of the car, slamming the door behind him as he walked to you with clenched fists.

“Hey, Reese!” You said when you saw him, lighting up.

“Hey, babe.” He responded, putting a slight emphasis on the nickname. He knocked the jock’s arm off of you, replacing it with his own. “Ready to go?” He asked, glaring at your friend.

“Yup!” You said, giving your friend a small wave. “See you later.”

Reese practically dragged you away, although he tried to be gentle. 

“Are you okay, Reese?” You asked, looking up at him. He didn’t answer. Instead, he opened the car’s back door and stared at you, wordlessly telling you to get in. Confused, you crawled in, sitting on the far side of the car so Reese could sit in the back with you.

“I hate the way he looks at you,” Reese grumbled, shutting the door. “He always acts like you’re his girl or something.”

“Who? Mike?” Reese’s mood worsened, wondering why you felt the need to name the dickhead. “Reese, he’s just a friend.”

“Does he know that?” He asked bitterly, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “Why are you rolling your eyes at me?”

“Because you’re being ridiculous.” You laughed, but discreetly squeezed your thighs at the way your boyfriend was looking at you. His eyes were darkened by anger and lust, and he leaned in closer to you.

“Maybe I should fuck that attitude out of you.” Your breath hitched, heat rising to your cheeks. “Give you and all your little jock buddies a reminder that you’re taken.”

You let a whimper slip out, giving Reese permission to kiss you roughly. He wrapped his arms around your waist, effortlessly lifting you onto his lap. As his lips trailed down to suck on your neck, Reese guided your hips to grind back and forth on his thigh.

“Reese… marks…” You moaned, overwhelmed with stimulation. He pulled away and stopped all movements, making you whine. Reese’s eyes darted from your neck to your thighs, which were barely covered by your cheer skirt.

“You’re right.” He sighed, drumming his fingers on your hips as he thought. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t just go at your neck until it looked like you were attacked by a vampire. As cheer captain, you had a reputation to uphold, an example to set. And Reese knew you’d complain about having to cover the hickeys every day until they faded away.

So he decided to go for the next best thing.

You yelped in surprise as he abruptly took you off his lap and laid you down on the back seat. Reese’s head dived underneath your skirt, where he immediately started nipping and sucking at your inner thighs. You moaned breathlessly, waiting for his mouth to travel to where you needed him.

But his lips never strayed. It was like he wanted to torture you, making you more and more needy by being so close to giving you what you wanted but not willing to give it to you. Whenever you tried to squeeze your thighs to find relief, Reese pried your legs apart with his hands, nails digging into your ass and thighs.

Eventually, Reese pulled away to admire his work. His staring made you shy, but his hands prevented you from trying to hide your marked-up thighs and panties, which were probably damp with your arousal.

“Now, whenever you’re on the pyramid, and those assholes try to get a look at your ass…” Reese said, hand brushing over your clothed pussy, making you whine and squirm in hopes for more. “They’re gonna know you’re not theirs to look at.”

“Please, Reese.” You whimpered, looking up at him. “Need you so bad.”

“Oh yeah? You need me, baby?” Reese cooed, hovering over you to kiss your pouting lips. He laughed when you tried chasing him when he pulled away to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Wanting to speed up the process, you pulled your panties down as far as you could, and Reese yanked them the rest of the way off your legs.

Reese manhandled you, moving you around to put you in a better position before pulling his stiff cock out of his boxers. He swiped the tip through your folds to collect some of your wetness and pumped himself a few times before slipping in.

You arched your back at the feeling of being filled, moaning loudly and eyes rolling back. Reese wasted no time to pound into you, watching your tits bounce from the force of his thrusts. He flipped your skirt up so he was able to see himself disappear inside of you, smirking at the sight. You writhed around in pleasure, movements slightly restricted by the small backseat and Reese hovering over you.

“So good…” Your words almost slurred together, relishing in all the feelings and pleasure Reese was giving you. “S’good, Reese.”

“Bet that asshole couldn’t fuck you like this, huh?” Reese growled.

“Nuh-uh.”

“What was his name again?” He was baiting you. He could see the fucked out look on your face and wondered if you would even remember the name that you’d given him just a few minutes ago. You mumbled something, panting heavily. “Use your words, Y/n.”

“I dunno.” You said. The only things on your mind were Reese and your impending orgasm; there was no room for anything else. Reese laughed, thrusts getting rougher.

“So cock drunk that you can’t remember?” He asked in a sweetly condescending tone. You nodded. “Fucking you dumb so you can’t think of anything but me… Wanna keep you like this.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” You got louder with each word, so close to the edge, body begging to be pushed over. “I’m gonna come, I’m so close.”

Hearing that, Reese pulled out completely, breathing hard. You almost cried in frustration as you felt your climax slowly slip away.

“Good girls come,” Reese said, staring down at you. 

“I’ll be good.” You replied immediately. “So, so good. I promise, please.”

“Gonna be my good girl?” Reese asked, hands grasping your ankles. You nodded furiously. 

You thanked whatever higher being was out there when Reese accepted your pleas. You also thanked them for letting you be so flexible when he pushed your legs up, knees to your chest, before ramming back into you. You shuddered at the new angle that Reese’s cock was hitting you; he felt deeper inside you than ever before.

It wasn’t long before your orgasm crept back up on you. Sensing you were close again by the way your walls were fluttering around him, Reese played with your clit and gripped your marked-up thigh tighter.

“Gonna…” You tried to speak, but the words were caught in your throat. “I’m… gonna… fuck!” A wave of pleasure washed over you as you climaxed, coming all over Reese’s dick. He didn’t let up, slamming his hips into yours and rubbing your clit to ride you through your orgasm. Reese didn’t slow his movements when you came down from your high. You whined at the overstimulation. “Too much, Reese.” You muttered, feeling another orgasm quickly approaching.

“Thought you were my good girl,” Reese said, and you nodded in confirmation. He smiled down at you. His movements stuttered as he was on the brink of his own high, trying to hold you as close to him as he could in the position you were in.

Reese groaned when he came, his orgasm triggering your own. He stiffened, savoring the feeling of your spent pussy pulsing around him.

When you both came down from your highs and relaxed, Reese unfolded your legs, letting them stretch along the backseat of the car as he laid down between them, head resting on your chest. You looked at your surroundings, saw completely fogged windows, and hoped you were still the only ones in the school parking lot.

“I really don’t like it when your friends flirt with you,” Reese said, much more softly than any other time he had spoken today.

“I know.” You responded, hand cupping the back of his head in comfort. “I don’t really like it either. I’ll talk to them, tell them to stop.”

“Thank you,” Reese said, reaching up to kiss you. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

Reese ran his hand up and down the side of your thigh, looking down at the red and purple splotched skin.

“That’s so hot.” He muttered to himself, getting a laugh and a playful slap to the shoulder from you.

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Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

Reese Wilkerson Taglist: @hollymaybank @theogirlovermattheogirl

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Literally begging for a Reese x reader, idc what it’s about but if you’re up to it write your heart out ❤️

Unexpected

Pairing: Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Summary: A sworn enemy sparks a romance at a halloween party?

Warnings: Language

A/N: sorry guys, i keep going m.i.a!

Word Count: 1.3k

Reese Wilkerson, where would you even start with this boy? You could always say you hated him, that he made your blood boil, that the thought of him made you want to jump into on-coming traffic, but that wasn't enough, that was too ordinary. To keep it short and simple, you loathed him.

Now a lot of people hated him, but you, you had to take that number one spot.

Your hatred started in elementary school, you were sat soundly in your fourth grade class, doing your maths work. Then he walked in, you had heard of Reece before, as he had been a terror in the second grade class across the hall.

"Children, we have a new student today, well kind-of. This is Reese, he moved to this class from Miss Wiggin's class, let's all be the sweetest angels we can be to him!" Your teacher spoke gently. Looking back, you felt horrible for this woman, a young twenty-something lady, in her first year of teaching having to take on the devil in a eight year-olds body for a year.

The children in the class watched as he stood blankly staring at the back wall of the room, silent.

"Honey, how about you go sit next to y/n," your teacher sweetly instructed, "y/n can you please raise your hand."

This is where it started, this very moment. Reese stalked over to the empty seat next to you, deciding to kick your seat as forcefully as an eight year-old could before sitting down. This made your pen glide over the paper, directing on your finished work.

"Are you kidding me!" You yelped, slamming your pen down, before you could even face the menace that caused this, you could hear him giggling away.

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Despite this interaction happening over seven years ago he still does the same giggle everytime he does something to ruin your day, which surprisingly is multiple times a day.

For once there was nothing he could do that would properly piss you off today, since it was halloween, and you were attending your best friend, Orla Presley's party.

You were sat with her in the lunch hall when he spotted you and strided over, "what is it today Reese?" You inquired looking up at the boy. "Wanting my lunch or something? Not surprised you are fat as fuck."

"Wow y/n, where's the kindness?" he taunted, placing his hand over his heart in faux-hurt.

"I'm not in the mood, take the hint and fuck off," you deadpanned in return, making him huff and walk away. "I hate that kid."

"Well y/n, I think he has a crush on you," Orla teased, wiggling her fingers in your face, making you start to laugh.

"Oh yeah, way to get the girl, bully her until she's sixteen, sure he does," you chuckled, pushing Orla's hand out of your face.

"Who knows?" She shrugged in response before starting to chat on about her party.

Orla waved to you as she walked the opposite way from the lunch hall, her having Spanish, and you having English. Then something harshly hit you on the back of the head, before thumping off the floor, it was a metal ball of some sort, then you heard the giggle and looked up to see Reese proudly smirking.

"What the fuck Reese! Leave me alone!" You screamed, walking up to him and bitch-slapping his cheek, "you are such a freak!"

For the first time ever, Reese actually looked upset by your words, he looked affected by your hatred. All he did in return was gulp and nod, before walking away in the direction of the main school doors.

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"You what?" you shrieked, turning away from the light-up mirror in Orla's room to face her in shock.

She started nervously laugh, "I invited Reese Wilkerson," she repeated sheepishly.

"Why! Why would you do that?"

"I know you hate him, but maybe you need to give him a chance, you guys would be such a cute couple!" She insisted in a persuasive tone.

"Please get that thought out of your head Orla!" you begged, before turning back around to finish adding fake blood to your neck.

You and Orla were dressed as pathetic excuses for vampire, all you did was add fake blood to your lip and neck, and darken your under eyes. Outfit-wise you both wore matching flowy black skirts that cut off mid-thigh, with little burgundy off the shoulder knitted jumpers that showed more skin than it covered.

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You were standing at the drinks table flirting with the captain of the football team, Leo Krint, when he walked in. Reese fucking Wilkerson.

He was wearing a skeleton morph suit, minus the mask, and grey sweatpants over the top. You watched as Orla walked straight over to him, pointing right at you. You had to say this threw you off, but then again you were stood right in front of the drinks table, that's probably what she was indicating towards, but you wanted to find out for sure.

"Leo, I need to go, I'll find you later," you hurriedly spoke, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Sounds like a plan gorgeous," he replied, walking towards the group of footballers.

You swiftly walked over to Orla and Reece, latching onto your best friend's arm, "Orla, a word?"

"Yeah of course, I'll be right back Reece." He simply nodded before sending you a genuine smile, the first one you'd ever received from him, matter of fact, probably the first one he's ever did.

"Are you trying to set us up or something?" You inquired, crossing your arms.

"Ding, ding, ding," she chimed, grinning at you. Although you did not look pleased, "come on y/n! Give him a chance, I spoke to him earlier he really does like you!"

You hummed for a second, looking over at the boy, who was standing there looking around aimlessly. You had to admit he was pretty cute when he's being civil.

"I mean, he isn't totally ugly, and his smile is really pretty, infatuating really." You smiled softly, "but that doesn't mean I like his personality! It is stricly superficial!"

This made Orla beam, "see! you two would be perfect! Go talk to him!" She demanded, pushing you towards him, whisper-chanting 'go' in your ear.

When you got to him Orla took off to talk to someone else, "bitch," you muttered to yourself. "Hi Reese," you hesitantly spoke.

"I just want to say that I think you look really pretty right now, well you always look pretty, and I don't know why I wanted to make you hate me! Cause now we'll never be anything!" He rapidly blurted out, you making little to nothing out.

You started to laugh, "woah Reese, honey, slow down. I have no clue what you just said."

He started to scratch the back of his neck nervously, "I think you look really pretty, don't get me wrong you always look pretty, but you look beautiful right now."

This made your heart melt, without saying a word you grabbed his hand and walked outside, "if you think all that, then why are you so horrible to me?" you softly asked, still holding onto his hand.

"I don't know," he mumbled, "I know that I fucked up any chance I ever had with you."

"Reese, you'll still have a chance, because you're clearly a sweet boy, you just don't know what to do with yourself." you commented, smiling as you saw his face light up.

"I've been in love with you, since the first time I saw you in that third grade class." He confessed, looking away sheepishly the more he spoke.

All you could think to do in return was kiss him, so that is exactly what you did, your hands slid up his chest and around his neck to rest on the back of his head. Since he was atleast a head taller than you, you had to got up on your tippy toes to connect your lips with his.

His arms immediately snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. When the kiss broke he mumbled something about his parents being away out and his house being empty.

Now that was an unexpected night.

[soureggs]

Giving this man an 100mg sativa Edible in the shape of a bug

happpyy 4/20 !!!!!!!!!!!!

him getting high is definitely NOT canon he is too broke to buy weed... but if MC brought him some......................

he definityely wouldnt like mind it.. HAHAHAHA

hes 100% lightweight though

[ropermike]

Tex, Jim, and Panhandle are captured by the Devil's Brand gang.

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reese wilkerson headcanons

im obsessed with mitm (esp reese)

watches cooking shows just to critique them

he wears a lot of long sleeves and hoodies throughout the show, so i feel like he really loves fall/winter

he knows a lot about hair from really caring about his

bisexual

adhd !!

o.d.d ??? yeah

cusses all the time !! cant take him anywhere

such a baby when hes sick

and really obnoxious about it too

he sneezes on dewey

loves rage rooms

loves music ofc, but he really just likes anything loud and distracting

he listens to eminem.

his favorite color is blue

his dream car is a blue mustang

but he also wants a motorcycle

collects video games

he has to hide them from lois though

he loves call of duty !!

he bites people

smokes weed

more of a bong/joint guy than anything else

he found francis' coffee can in the garage

he also smokes cigarettes

he eventually quits when he gets a bit older, but when he's in his teens/early 20's he's a fien

horrible at eye contact

knows how to play guitar

very rarely gets too anxious, but when he does he's a rambler just like the rest of his family

great at saving money

PAINTS HIS NAILS

he tried to give himself a stick n poke at a party but it ended up getting incredibly infected

he had to scrub the entire house top to bottom for that one

got really into weightlifting after wrestling

i hope yall liked that !!!!!!

[coloradosnumber1dad]

Telephone | Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Reese talking you through it over the phone 🤭

Kinda embarrassed to post this ngl

Warnings: Smut, phone sex, mutual masturbation

It started off tame enough, little I love you’s floating through the telephone cord. Then it turned into I need you’s. Then Reese suggested “let’s try something new”

“Go on and take them off baby, nice and slow”

“Mhm, all for you Reese.” You mumbled into the phone, using one hand to push your panties down to your ankles. Your hand hovered over your wet sex, aching to be able to touch yourself, but you didn’t have permission

“Always so good for me hmm. Always doing just what I ask.” He chuckled through the phone, laughing at your silent whimpers

“Please, Reese” you begged

“Please what? What do you want baby?” He loved torturing you like this, bringing you right to the edge and then telling you no. It gave him a goddamn power trip.

“P-please can I touch myself?” You were getting desperate, teeth ripping up your bottom lip, fingers curling trying not to disobey his orders. You were soaked.

“Have you been good for me? Do you deserve to touch that pretty little pussy of yours?” He groaned into the phone, showing you he was touching himself too. This just made it that much harder to keep from rubbing yourself off until you cum for him right there.

“Mhm, so good for you, Reese. I promise.” You weren’t lying, the last few times you guys were intimate you listened to his every command, doing exactly what he told you. He always came before you.

“Go on,”

That was all you needed to dive into your wet folds, fingers quickly finding your clit and giving her some much needed attention.

“What do you say?” He let out a low moan

“Th-thank you”

“Mhm, that’s right. Let me hear those pretty little sounds baby.”

You moaned extra loud for him, feeling the ball in your stomach coil up, signaling you were almost there

“Mmm Reese, so- so close- ngh, so close for you.” You panted and whimpered, waiting for his response.

“Nuh uh. You don’t cum until I say. Hands off”

It took everything in your power not to push yourself over the edge, pussy clenching at the loss of friction.

“Puh-please Reese, I’ve been so- ohh, so good”

“I know, I promise I’ll let you, being so good for-“ he groaned and panted into the phone “So good for me.”

“Please-“ you breathed out. You weren’t even sure if he could hear you, your voice so breathy and fucked out.

“What’s that baby?” He grunted into the phone. You could hear him rustling around

“Please can I-“ moan “Can I touch myself again?” You squinted your eyes, praying he would say yes

“Put a finger in for me baby. Tell me how fucking soaked you are.”

Oh good lord.

“I- ohhhh” you sighed in pleasure as you pumped your finger in and out of your wet cunt. “So fucking wet Reese, all for you.”

“Oh, baby, don’t you wish that was me?”

“Ohh, mhm” you curled your finger towards yourself, hitting that spongey spot that made you see stars

“Go on, put another one in.” He panted into the phone and you could hear his hand squelching around his dick

“Reese- mm, so fucking tight ohh.” Your knuckles went white gripping the phone “So close, so fucking close Reese”

”Mmm fuck go on baby keep going. You can do it.”

You continued to pump your fingers in and out of your pussy, faster and faster

“Oh Reese I can’t take it, mmm, so fucking ngh- too much”

“Come on baby I know you can do it, come on, cum for me. Such a good girl for me huh? Come on.”

Tears formed at the corners of your eyes “Ohh too much, fuck, baby I’m yours mmm”

“Cum for me ohhh.” You heard him shudder and pant

“Fuckk Reese I’m cumming, ohhh im yours, im fucking yours” a string of curses and moans came out of your mouth as you worked yourself through your orgasm

“You did so good for me,”

“Mhm, we’re gonna have to call each other more often huh?”

“Oh, yeah. definitely.”

[citizenscreen]

Guy Wilkerson (December 21, 1899 – July 15, 1971)

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Reese Wilkerson NSFW Alphabet

TW: Kind of explicit

Shout out to @agaypanic because I love her and I was very inspired by her. (If you want Reese Wilkerson's Content, she has a lot of it)

A = Aftercare

I feel like he is super clingy, Idk. He kinda gives little spoon vibes. I feel like the first few times he tried to seem super cool and unbothered, like "Yeah, we had sex, so what?" but then, when he gained confidence, he became the most touch-starved creature on earth.

B = Body Part

I mean, he is a teen after all, I don't think he has a specific part of your body that turns him off, But I think he always is going to be a boob guy (bc, everybody loves boobs). If you don't have boobs (For all the not Fem readers out there) Butt is definitely second on the list. But he will take anything, boobs, legs, butt, waist, shoulders, he loves it all.

His favorite part of his body would be his arms or torso, because of the muscles (he is such a babe). Bonus, I don't know if hair counts as a body part, but he definitely loves his hair.

C = Cum

Well, use protection kids. Reese is kinda dumb, but even he knows he has to use condoms... duh! But I think that when it comes to oral sex, or when he is 100% percent sure you are not ovulating (Or if you don't ovulate at all), he will be down for creampies... (lol, I don't really like the word creampie but is better than any other way to call it, I don't know, semen fest?)

D = Dirty Secret

I feel like if you guys have been dating for a while he will tell you everything, I don't think he would be very secretive about these things with a long-term partner. But if you guys are friends or just started dating, I think his fantasies would be a little secret he keeps to himself... Very dirty fantasies, in all kinds of positions, places, and embarrassing ways... Sometimes they are so kinky that he is like "Tf, I'm thinking about". I also think he watches a lot of porn (well, I don't think so, is kinda canon) So sometimes he will be watching it and thinking "Huh, that seems pretty doable".

E = Expirience

A part of me thinks he has a lot of experience, and the other thinks he is a total virgin. There is no middle ground. No, but let's be real, I feel like canon Reese probably had sex a few times, but not too much.

F = Favorite Position

Cowgirl, because is the best position to grab boobs or ass... also because he doesn't need to try really hard... I also feel like he would also like doggy style because every person looks hot in doggy style.

G = Goofy

I feel like at first he took it very seriously, but we know Reese, he is a silly goose, So I definitely think he would make a joke or two during sex, especially "Your mom" jokes. Example: "You sound just like your mom last night" and then you have four possible responses

"That is not funny Reese" and stop the sex.

"That is not funny Reese" and Keep going.

"Shut up Reese" laugh, and keep going.

Fully ignore it because you know him all too well.

H = Hair

He takes care of himself, so he shaves, maybe every three weeks? Yeah, I think that is how far he would go when it comes to pubic hair.

I = Intimacy

Depends on the context, for example, I think the first time was very romantic. When is makeup sex it really depends on how long you guys were mad at each other, if it's a couple hours or 1-3 days, it would also be romantic, and he would probably say stuff like "I love you" or "You are so beautiful" during it. If it's more than three days, it would be rough, and aggressive, and it would last a lot of rounds, because imagine a horny teenager being denied sex for that long, he goes feral. If it were just any normal day, it would be pretty standard, Good, but a little lazy, maybe one or two rounds, This is the type of context he would make some jokes. If it's jealousy sex... Yeah well, hope you don't really enjoy walking.

J = Jack Off

A lot of guys say that they don't really masturbate a lot when they get in a relationship, because there is no need to. But I feel like Reese would still do it a lot, because, let's be honest, he is a creepy, disgustingly hot, and horny mf.

K = Kink

Moans: He loves to hear you moan because it means you are enjoying it, and it makes Reese feel good about himself.

Hair Pulling: This goes more for oral sex, but he likes to pull your hair when you are giving him a blow job, or you pull his hair when he goes down on you.

Dom: I feel like he wouldn't be too weird about it, he won't ask you to call him Daddy or any of that crap. But he would definitely like to be more in control, especially if you are like smarter than him, because it would be like a "Who is the one who can't form thoughts now?" type of situation. I also feel it's because, he feels like he is the dumbest among his brothers and he is usually not the one people trust to make decisions or have control, so being in control in bed feels very good.

Overstimulation: I feel like this is more like an accidental kink, but it has to do with the last thing I wrote. He likes to fuck you until you don't even remember your name. Also, because is he hasn't finished yet, and you have, he is not going to stop until he finishes, and this goes both ways because if it is the other way around, he came and you didn't, he is not going to stop until you are satisfied.

L = Location

Anywhere possible, I don't really think there is much to explain. Wherever, Whenever, Whatever.

M = Motivation

Bro is horny as fuck. Do you really think you need to work to get him hard? Bro looks at you and gets hard, lol.

N = NO

Nothing violent, maybe a few spanks, the normal, but I don't think he would be into BDSM or anything like that. Why? well, Reese is very violent towards other people. Sex is intimate by definition, I feel like people, in general, get very vulnerable when they have sex. Intimacy would be a place where Reese would show his true self, and I don't think his true self would hurt a significant other. Plus, I think he would feel very guilty if he somehow hurt you in some way.

O = Oral

I think he prefers receiving it because you look very pretty from that angle. But he will never refuse to go down on you, and he is very good at it.

P = Pace

I already said it, depends on the situation. Generally, I think he would be fast with it, and when he tries to take his time, I feel like he is very impatient, so even when he tries to be slow and romantic, he would get desperate and just start fucking you fast and hard.

Q = Quickie

I can say from my own experience as an 18 y/o, the sex life of teenagers, it's mostly quickies. I guess maybe The Reese of the last season, would probably like more of a proper fuck. But when you are a teen, you take anything you can get. In the School's janitor's closet, yes. In the car, yes. In the mall bathroom, yes. In the back of the movie theater, yes.

R = Risk

I think he doesn't really care about doing it in a semi-public place. When he is feeling it, he is feeling it. Sometimes he will try to convince you to do it in an empty park, or he will probably choose unpopular movies in the cinema, so the place would be almost empty.

S = Stamina

He either falls asleep right after you two are finished, or he will go for hours and hours, till you practically beg him to have a little break. "At least let me get a glass of water, Reese!" "Just one more round, baby, please".

T = Toys.

I don't think he owns any toys, it would almost be like competition to him, a piece of plastic pleasing you instead of him? No uh.

U = Unfair

He likes to tease you, but again, he is very impatient himself, so I don't think the teasing stage would last too long.

V = Volume

Tries to be quiet when there are people in the house, but when there is no one around, it's fair game, he won't hold himself. I think he moans a little but mostly groans or breathes very loudly.

W = Wild Card

He likes it when you grab his butt, he will never admit it though.

X = X-ray

About 6.4 inches = 16.5 cm. Is enough, is fair, it does the job, and it doesn't destroy you.

Y = Yearning

If you have seen the TV show, you know how much sex drive Hal has. Those genes + teenage hormones = You are lucky you can stand on your two feet.

Z = Zzz...

Bro sleeps like a baby after it, but he won't fall asleep unless you are by his side.

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Here’s a NEW UNRELEASED photo of Layne!!

Here is one camping photo I've never shared on media .

Everyone meet Doc !

Who Jerry dubbed man in the box!

But Doc was also our lighting guy for Aic and other bands

Here he is camping w AiC and other bands on second band camp out

In this photo Demri is shooting the photo, asking Layne and Doc to strike a silly pose.

So Layne decided to feed Doc some shampoo and conditioner

I have quite a few photos I've never shared,stay tuned for more!!

✍🏻 Chay Wilkerson Moore (shared w/permission) Thank you so much for allowing us to share your memories

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Reese Wilkerson x gn! reader

Warnings: abuse, alcohol, language, drugs- yeah u get it Request: nobody asked- :,) Type: Fluff ^^ AN: guys im so sorry if this is cringe- "I hate you!" You screamed at the top of your lungs at your mom who was standing in the drive way. She had been a real bitch your whole life; never took care of you, always on drugs, you get the deal. But tonight, you snapped. You were running away. You didnt know where you would go or if you would even survive but right now you didnt care.

Tears streamed down your face as you turned around and ran down the street. Your mom was yelling at you even from here. 'God, I wish she would just give me some space' You thought to yourself. It was about 11 pm when you stopped in front of your friend, Reeses' house. It was an average, middle-class suburban home, kind of messy but- what can you expect?

You didnt see a light on in the house, but you decided to try your luck anyway. You went around to the side- where Reeses' window was. You knocked on it softly and after a few moments, the curtains covering it were opened and Reese opened the window. He noticed you crying and his face fell a bit. Reese opened the window all the way and leaned against it,.

"Hey Y/N... Whats wrong?..." He asked gently. He was always immature and stoic around most of the people he hung out with. But with you, he seemed friendlier.

You wipe the tears from your eyes with your sleeve and make eye contact with him. "I-Im running away... I cant stay at my house anymore..." Just saying this made you remember some of your childhood experiences, and you almost broke down again.

Reese nodded, you had vented to him before about some things, but you never talked over running away. He backed away from the window. "Come in" You climbed through the window, stumbling a bit. When you got in his room you looked around for a moment. It was the typical "Teenage Boy" room; Band posters, clothes, and some other trash. He looked a little embarrassed, you guessed why. You had never really been in his room before. You guys had always hung out at the gas station or behind the school. You shrug at him reassuringly because the last thing on your mind was how clean his room was. Reese finally spoke again. "So... Your staying here?" He asked as he sat on his bed next to you

"Yeah... Is that alright?" You asked hesitantly. You were so overwhelmed, you didnt really think about what would happen if you couldnt stay here. Reese had been your only friend since 3rd grade, but he was really all you needed.

"Of course" He replied softly and pulled something out of his pocket; a carton of cigarettes. "Want one? I stole them from the gas station." You chuckle softly. "Sure." Reese handed you one, and lit it for you. You took a drag and smiled softly. Most kids you went to school called Reese a douchebag, but under his cold and mean facade, he was one of the sweetest people who you had in your life.

After a moment of you guys smoking together, Reese broke the silence. "Y/N?..."

"Yeah?"

He was quiet a moment and turned to face you. You looked him in the eye also and he spoke again. "Look. I know now probably isnt the time for this. But I really like you... We've been friends forever and im not complaining but I really want more... You're perfect to me, and what you've been through makes me want you even more..."

You were silent for a moment. Every night since you met Reese, you had dreamed of him saying those words to you. And the day finally came. You couldnt help but smile, which caused him to grin at you and look away, blushing. "I love you, Reese." You finally reply, a red tint slowly appearing on your cheeks. He looked away for a moment, and then back at you. Without saying a word, he leaned in and kissed you softly. You wouldnt think he would be a good kisser- but holy shit; he totally was. He pulled away after a few seconds and gazed into your E/C eyes with a dumb grin on his face. "I think I love you too, Y/N." A/N: alright wrote this thing in about 40 mins- its really bad im sorry lmao- thanks for reading tho- <3

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Newly released photos from Chay Wilkerson Moore. Thank you Chay!

“You've all seen this first pic before

but here's the story !

And I'm also sharing many never before seen photos that I have.

Just because Michele A. Mangiapane Gardner and her groups are so fckn awesome!!!

This was a common scene in our crew apt

We were always around the bands either doing sound for their gigs ,going to the lake,or just kicking it at the apt smoking herbs and playing video games.

Our hours were from 3pm to 6am

And sleep Was almost impossible.

Sometimes the floor and corner w my hands over my ears was the only way to sleep or rest ( as seen in pic)

All the Aic ,SG,and MLB and all.their friends would often hang at our Apt where our sound and lighting crew were living at the time for about a 5 year period or so.

Or sound and lighting crew consisted of about 10 guys ,my father brother and I were in the crew as well and we used 2 upper floor Apts in this building

Demri and Layne lived in the next apartment to us. Those 2 love birds!

In the building next to us was our small music warehouse whare we stored our sond gear, and which had about 12 bands storing their gear and practicting / reheasing there,

ALice in chains/ Motherlovebone/Soundgarden/ Living color and other local Seattle bands

In this photo the guy in the background works w our sound and lighting co his name is Mikey H

My brother is sitting right next to Layne but he's cut out of the pic from first angle,

The other pics are our crew and bands hanging at our crew apartment.

This was my family's life for a while.

This is how we rolled.

Yes we have a bunch more photos telling our life stories.

This is just the very beginning”

Found via Demri L Parrott facebook/Instagram.