#he makes me UNWELL
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smilesrobotlover · 4 months ago
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Put an eyepatch on that guy
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shut-up-caleb · 3 months ago
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guys pretend hes looking at usopp im too lazy
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speakofthedebbie · 3 months ago
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okay i js randomly landed on this scene but lookit
LOOKIT HIM
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AHSGSJDJ
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notsafeforvought · 4 months ago
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Occupied [Oneshot]
"'God, this is so…' Pathetic? Perverted? Depraved? No word accurately described how ashamed he felt for doing this. It was wrong to do something like this. Why couldn’t he just wait until you got back?”
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RATING: 18+ MDNI
SUMMARY: Hughie gets lonely while you're at work.
EXTRA INFO: GN!Reader, reader not present for story (until end) | no beta we die like men AUTHOR’S NOTE: pillowfucker hughie,, , (gets so lightheaded i pass out and die) anyways htis is. so self indulgent and ummm uhhh uh runs away crying WORD COUNT: 1k
Nothing was working. His hand wasn’t working, porn wasn’t working. Hughie laid on his bed, groaning and whining to himself. He needed something, someone to hold onto. He needed to dig his hands into someone and bury his face into their body. He needed you. 
He looked over at your pillow on your side of the bed. An idea pops into his head, immediately filling his body with shame. It was a disgusting thing to think of doing. Would he really go that far?
Yes, he would.
It was only supposed to be something he held onto as a way to feel closer to you as he got off. He held the pillow close to his face, breathing in your faint scent on the fabric. He feels a wave of shame wash over him as he realizes it’s working. But it wasn’t working enough.
Hughie whines softly as his brain is flooded with mental images of him grinding and humping against your pillow. He tries to shoo the thoughts away, but they don’t stop. And after a moment, he doesn’t stop himself from sitting upright and positioning your pillow under him, nested between his legs.
“God, this is so…” Pathetic? Perverted? Depraved? No word accurately described how ashamed he felt for doing this. It was wrong to do something like this. Why couldn’t he just wait until you got back? He had texted you earlier, hinting at what he wanted to do later tonight, but you were too busy at work to respond. How sad. 
He slowly grinds against your pillow, the soft feeling knocking the breath out of his lungs. His hands dig into the fabric, shaping it perfectly around him. A shudder sounds from him as he awkwardly tries to finesse the pillow and his body into a comfortable position. Being so awkwardly tall wasn’t helping much.
Shutting his eyes, Hughie let his imagination run wild. Images of you underneath him, on top of him, inside him, around him… He softly whines out your name under his breath before remembering he’s home alone and he can be as loud as he wants. But he’s shy, still continuing to attempt to stifle the noises he’s making. 
“Please,” he mumbles, not daring to open his eyes to break the immersion. In his mind, he was with you. He could imagine what you’d feel like if you were really there, practically hearing the little flirty teases you’d whisper to get him all riled up. His lips stay parted as his breath picks up, his whole face flushed down to his chest.
He rambles under his breath as he gets more into it, most of it incoherent. “Mhm… please… so good, it’s so–fuck,” he exhales the last word, folding forward over the pillow. Poor boy couldn’t even hold himself upright anymore. For a split second, he almost wishes he had grabbed one of your jackets or sweaters to put over the pillow to put the sleeves over his own back. All he could do was imagine your arms wrapped around him as he hunches over the pillow and cries out in pleasure.
It only takes a moment for him to get close, his cock twitching against the fabric. Fuck. He’d need to pull away from your pillow when he comes to not make a mess. It’s the last thing he wants to do, but he already felt disgusting for getting this far. But in the heat of the moment, he rationalizes it. 
I can just do the laundry. It’d be done in time. Nobody but me would know.
He shakes his head, brows knitted together and eyes shutting even tighter as he tries to shake the thought. No, he is not that pathetic. Well…
Your scent on the pillow fills his lungs as he practically hyperventilates into the plush. He always got so worked up, and without you there to remind him to breathe, it would be a miracle if he got out of this without passing out. As he inches closer to coming, he keeps telling himself that he needs to pull away, even if it feels so good and warm against him. 
Maybe it’s just the heat of the moment, but he almost considers how you’d react if you saw him like this. Humping a pillow, nearly to tears simply because he misses you? It’s pitiful, honestly. He knows you’d find it pitiful, and you’d tease him. He thinks about how you’d react if you walked in right now. You’d tell him to continue while you watch him, whispering playful yet degrading words about how pathetic he is and how he moans like a girl when he gets close and every other thing he was doing to warrant any tease from you.
“Mmf… miss you… need you, I need you, I–” he chokes out, giving a couple final hard thrusts into your pillow as he comes. He’d deny it, but he never really had any intentions to pull away. His teeth sink into the pillow as he tenses up, face tight with ecstasy as he tries to catch his breath. “F-Fuck…” he sighs, looking down at the hot and sticky mess on the pillow. There was a spot of drool from where he bit your pillow. And then the reality of what he just did sinks in.
You come home from work, another late night. You lock the door behind you, calling out to Hughie. “Hey, I’m sorry I didn’t see your text, we were just so busy today…” You can smell the faint scent of detergent. “Did you do the laundry?”
Hughie emerges from the utility room, carrying a little basket in his hands. He smiles warmly as he sees you, practically stumbling over his feet as he rushes up to give you a little kiss. “Yeah. Figured it’d take a little weight off your shoulders,” he reassures you, setting the laundry basket down to cup your face in his palm.
“And don’t worry about that. I kept myself occupied.”
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fandomhype · 7 months ago
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Can't stop looking at this picture from the Independent.
That is a nearly 43 year old Male baby gurl right there!
With his lil Mad Max themed necklace!
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abrielarnold · 1 year ago
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you know who has generator rex on the brain???
(maybe he can wear noah's jacket. as a treat)
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ilovemesomevincentprice · 1 year ago
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Bringing this back....for reasons
Vincent Price as the Devil/Mr. Scratch
The Story of Mankind (1957)
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ace-dodo · 2 months ago
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I remembered he loves vegetables, he doesn't like spicy stuff, the story of how he joined scouts. I realized he almost never swears, I learnt he tried to look into will wood cuz I kept posting about him, I learned he eats popcorn with lemon because I introduced him to it. I learned he also remembers stuff about me.
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theirloveisgross · 2 years ago
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i'm no gifmaker by any means but i needed this on repeat.
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i'm normal about this, wdym. 😀
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bankaizen · 1 month ago
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i'm unwell
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londonsocialcalendar · 2 months ago
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GESAFFELSTEIN - HEADLINE ACT FOR SUNDAY NIGHT. The main acts will play from 23:00-1:00 in the main bar.
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kerizaret · 3 months ago
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i am still thinking about leo btw
DO NOT REMIND ME DID I NOT CRY ENOIGH AT THE CONCERT. MUST I CRY MORE
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grinchwrapsupreme · 1 year ago
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alright this was fucked up
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EVERYONE SHUT UP WINTROW IS TALKING. SINCE WHEN DID THIS MAN GET SO HOT.
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