#haven’t stopped thinking about it

[incognit0slut]

(18+ suggestive content)

Imagine Cowboy!Spencer taking you to the local fair on a warm summer night and you find yourself riding a mechanic bull. But you don’t just ride the machine—you own it. Your body dances with the rhythm, effortlessly finding balance as you push your hips down, grind, and sway in perfect harmony with the wild, bucking motions. The crowd cheers you on, but Spencer? He’s rooted in place, sweating beneath his cowboy hat.

He watches, almost helplessly, as your body moves in a way that feels hypnotic. The crowd’s cheers are distant to him now, drowned out by the thundering of his pulse in his ears. All he can focus on is the way you seem to command the machine beneath you. His breath catches in his throat as a particularly sharp twist of the bull makes you arch your back, pushing your hips forward in a way that has him clenching his jaw.

The sight alone is enough to make his denim pants tighten uncomfortably, the rough fabric suddenly feeling far too restrictive. He shifts on his feet, trying to relieve the pressure, but it’s no use. The way your hips roll has his imagination running wild, and every muscle in his body tenses in response. He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep his composure.

But it all plays into his favor, because when you finally lost your balance, sliding off the bull with a breathless laugh, he manages to find his voice despite the tightness in his throat. “You’re a natural. Didn’t think you could hold that long.”

You flash him a tempting smile, the kind that makes the growing bulge in his jeans even more impossible to ignore, and step closer until there’s barely an inch between you. “Well,” you say, leaning in just enough for your breath to tickle his ear. “If you think I’m good at that, you should see what else I’m good at riding.”

Spencer swallows hard, his mind racing as he struggles to keep his composure, but you’ve already seen the way he’s looking at you, like he’s thinking about putting that comment to the test. Without a word, he reaches up and gently places his cowboy hat on your head, the brim casting a shadow over your amused grin. The gesture is intimate, almost possessive. His fingers linger a moment longer before they slide down your neck. You lick your lips. His thumb brushes your mouth.

You want to fuck him.

But before you can say anything, he’s already leading you away from the crowd, and suddenly, the night takes on a whole new kind of heat.

[claypotz]

can someone write a fic about wolverine curled up in the trunk of the honda odyssey when they’re on their way to fight cassandra.. I need it… for my soul

[timeshareindestin]

thought too much about buck’s affinity for inflicting pain on himself because he probably doesn’t know what it’s like to not feel it at all and eddie building a life around treating pain to make up for that he caused and almost opened google docs about it

[gracecarts]

I am a person. You are not.

[sweatersaph]

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[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

I freakin loved Del Toro’s Pinocchio BTW

[e-mmygrey]

Hahahaha my best friend moved across the country which means I’m no one’s first choice friend anymore. Nonono I’m doing great. Really.

[bizkitbumpers]

[dogzcats]

this tweet is poetry. TO ME

[nonetoon]

Someone let me design art figurines 🐦

[the-chelseahotel]

Taylor’s performance of my tears ricochet. That’s all.

[ornitharts]

“Average Aguefort student kills 3 rats a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. Average Aguefort student kills 0 rats per year. The Rat Grinders, who grind and kill over 10,000 each day, are an outlier adn should not have been counted

[ivyithink]

don’t worry, they make up by smoking danny’s book and bitching about armand together

[claudiaeparvier]

Dubai trio + text posts

[brattybottombunny]

i am begging for a sloppy, passionate make out session. im talking heavy breathing and hands pulling the other closer, squeezing and grasping at anything. swollen lips, bruised necks and collarbones…friction in all the right places but still desperate for more. sighs and moans and little grunts of pleasure…nail marks on shoulders and fingertip marks on hips. i just need it so badly

[spectralarrovv]

crashed head first into the sethos/scara bandwagon