#i fuck bitches; mad fucking fucked bitches.

[very-gay-poet]

dedicating this to the girl who had the NERVE to say f*ggot in front of me

[freakassfemme]

if you dfw cheating tropes i respect that #fuckrealcheaters 🥺 but cheating on your boyfriend with abby and she's jealous and possessive and pissed off at you for even initiating but OH.. she wants you so bad she's not even pushing you away.. i fear i need it

not a player but i’ll still play w her [drabble, 18+]

warnings: mean! abby, cheating, oral sex (reader and abby receiving), light slapping, degradation, NOT PROOF READ!!!! wc: 1.9k a/n: answering old asks woooooo yahooo! n e ways I went for mean abby I hope everyone is chill with that. me well I'm chilling legs open 4 it

♫ playlist: long way 2 go (cassie)

"What the actual fuck are you doing?"

Abby's words were harsh, cutting through the music with a rough palm on your shoulder, shoving you away under the dim lights of the house party. Her drink sloshed over the edges of the red solo cup, spilling onto her hand. She grimaced, setting the cup down and shaking off her hand as she continued to stare at you in disbelief. When you didn't respond, she raised her eyebrows, scoffing.

"Hey, is anyone in there?" She snapped, growing more irritated. "Or are you just acting like a fucking douche for no reason?"

The truth was, Abby had no idea what had gotten into you, and she wasn't sure how she felt about it. One second, you were rambling off about your fuckass boyfriend, about how he was pissing you off for the umpteenth time, but Abby had actually felt a twinge of sympathy this time (alongside her usual annoyance with the topic).

She'd been responsive when your eyes began to water up, pulling you into her arms like any good friend would. Or, at least that's what she told herself.

That's what she told herself when you looked up at her like a kicked puppy, clinging to your best friend like you couldn't stand to breathe air that hadn't been exhaled by her first. You were good. friends. Point blank period.

So why the fuck were you kissing her?

In the blink of an eye, you had closed the gap, slamming your plush lips up and into Abby's, locking your arms around her so tightly that when the taste of alcohol on your lips sent red alarms finally off in her head, she had to forcefully pry your fingers off of her, and Jesus fuck, she was pissed.

It was pretty hard to be this upset, especially when the waterworks really started and people began to stare. Your eyes pooled over, flooding over the rims and down your pink cheeks in a way that made Abby feel like the dick. She had to remind herself that she wasn't in the wrong -- she was mad at you.

She couldn't be mad at you for kissing her. God, she'd spent so long with her fingers in her boxers, toying with her clit to the thought of just running her tongue over your neck that she almost couldn't resist kissing back. But you weren't kissing her to kiss her, you were kissing her because you were mad at your boyfriend, and you were treating her like every straight girl in the fucking house, getting sleezy and expecting her to open up her lab for experiments the second one of you bitches licked the rim of a bottle of vodka.

"What's your problem?" You snapped back. "You've been staring at my tits all night!"

At least that much was true. Abby hadn't able to avoid catching a few glances of your low cut top the whole night, especially when she's leaning over you and playing the part of the dutiful gal pal. Still, she blushed, even though she couldn't deny it.

"You're not like that!" She countered, going right for the throat to dodge your accusations. "You've got a fucking boyfriend, dude."

You scoffed, sniffing and wiping your face. You gestured stupidly around you. "I don't see no fucking boyfriend around here."

"You don't go for girls," Abby said pointedly, knowing that arguing morality with you would be useless at this point, especially since she could almost guarantee your 'boyfriend' was off playing the same card on some chick in a bar.

"I'm going for you."

For you

For you

You

You

I'm going for you, Abby.

The words ring through her head like church bells when you've got your fingers in her hair, grinding down on her freckled nose like your life depends on it.

She hadn't even been able to resist when you'd noticed her pause, soaking in your words. She wasn't nice, per se, calling you a bitch, a cunt, a fucking player and every name in the book while you backed her down the hallway, grunting the insults out between your mashed lips while your painted nails dipped into her boxers.

"Come on, Abs, what are friends for?"

Friends. Skipping rope and braiding hair and playing dolls. Pushing the little buttons to see what noises it makes, toying at your entrance with her tongue to coax little whimpers of her name from your lips. It was basically the same thing.

You were practically floating above her, your thighs shaking around her head in a way that convinced her you hadn't been taken care of nearly this well in a long, long time. Her large palms groped at your ass, pulling you down harder, faster, in a way that would have you worried she would suffocate if you weren't holding on so desperately to the headboard of the random bedroom you two had crawled into.

"Mmpf, fuck, Abby!" You cried out, tits bulging out of that black lacy bra that really wasn't giving pathetic and heartbroken BFF. It was giving slutty, it was giving whorish, and she told you so when she shoved your face down to her cunt some time later.

"You're a fucking slut," she growled, hands wrapping your hair into a handle. You whined from your place between her legs, kneeling on the ground. Abby was mean, angry, she was pissed. "Trying so hard, huh? You've got no idea what you're even doing, sweetheart."

She leaned her head back, letting out an annoyed puff of air as she looked up at the ceiling, then down at your pitiful attempt. God, you were pathetic, on your knees and whoring yourself out just to get back at your shitty ass boyfriend. She felt sour for giving into it, for letting herself be a toy in your cat and mouse game with him, but she also felt some sort of sick satisfaction in knowing she was going to make her mark on you, fuck you until you were too used up to go back to him. Until you could only beg for her to break you in over and over.

"You're lucky I like you, shit — it’s not his fucking dick," she reprimanded, an almost light slap to your cheek stinging your pretty lips into action. She groaned in annoyance, pulling your face away from her. "God, you're fucking dumb. Come here."

With her other hand, Abby pinched your cheeks, and ordered you to poke your tongue out. When you did, she shoved her thumb into your throat, flattening it. You gasped, instinctively going to wrap your lips around the digit.

She was too quick, shoving your face back into her core, your still-pursed lips wrapping around her clit in a way that sent a satisfying buzz through Abby's body. She let out a soft moan, a sadistic smirk spreading on to her face. She lifted her hips up, grinding into your face well beyond when you began desperately gasping between her thighs.

"There you go, there you go," she murmured, hissing out a sharp breath of satisfaction. "Put yourself to some use, huh? If you're gonna learn, you're gonna learn baby."

[lxnarphase]

━ r. sukuna ! updated nov. 29th, 2024

✧ sitting on sukuna's face

✧ guess who's dick pic is sukuna's

✧ sukuna wants to give you another baby

✧ sukuna loves your new lipgloss combo

✧ fucking at your parent's house

✧ sukuna fucks you awake

✧ riding sukuna

✧ squirting on sukuna

✧ sukuna helping out his lactating wife

✧ oh, it's minikuna !

✧ mutually drunk and silly sex

✧ giving sukuna an oral fixation

✧ pervy!sukuna

✧ heian era!sukuna's first night with his new wife

━ series !

✧ I-T G-I-R-L [on hold] ✧

DON'T BE MAD AT ME 'CUS I'M C★NT, BITCH | R. SUKUNA

✧ ALPHA NU EPSILON [FRATERNITY AU] ✧

part one [m!reader] | part two [m!reader] | part three [m!reader]

all rights reserved © lxnarphase | do not repost, copy, translate, or alter my work

[dekusleftsock]

Okay so izuku is like the devilish of evils given the context actually. The final boss of childhood homoerotic situationships. Fucking pull out those insane was it casual boards bc APPARENTLY TO YOU OT WAS CASUAL

Because boy you want to sit here and call Katsuki POSSESSIVE pronouns, fight like hell at any given chance of Katsuki being hurt, cradle his DEAD BODY IN YOUR ARMS, LET HIM FUND THE SUIT THAT LETS YOU BECOME A HERO AGAIN. BASICALLY BY HIMSELF.

AND THEN CALL IT CASUAL? FOR A GIRL WHOS SO OBSESSED WITH ANOTHER GIRL THAT SHES STILL HAVING SURVIVORS GUILT DREAMS 8 YEARS LATER? SPECIFICALLY DREAMING ABOUT HIMIKO TELLING HER SHE LOVES HER??? WHAT HAPPENED?

Because you do NOT get to call him yours after that. Holy shit. Katsuki get behind me babygirl you deserve all the love in the world after some good luck babe ass character decides to put your ass aside for someone else. Holy shit.

[nympho-confessions]

When I turned 18 I left home and joined a traveling band of our church. Some people called us a cult but we didn’t have like a weird leader or anything. We just had Pastor teaching us about Carnal Christ and how to channel the constant urge to be fucked that Carnal God put inside me.

We did have lots of rules and rituals like a cult though. For example, whenever you did something bad, you got tied up outside and the camp got to decide your punishment. This usually meant free use sex stuff.

Men get rough and mean when they don’t have to ask for permission. But sometimes women get even meaner.

I got caught fucking this lady’s husband without permission and when I was strung up, she fucked my holes with a thick rake handle. She got mad when I cummed hard on the handle and choked me until I blacked out.

I woke up to someone with a dick fucking me in my sleep but I couldn’t see who. I came when I felt their dick shooting cum in my guts. They left while I was still cumming. Never saw who.

Preacher eventually came to help and cut me down. He gave me a sermon while I sucked his gorgeous dick. My sexholes were too sore for more sex so I used my throat as a pussy to get his holy cum.

I still masturbate thinking about how it felt hearing the word of God while Preacher unloaded his sacrament into my belly. And the way his fat cock convulsed in my neck as he unloaded.

Discipline is good.

God is great.

And I was back to fucking that bitch’s husband before my pussy was even healed.

[rootspiral]

Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 5 part 5

(Wandavision entries: [1][2][3])

(AAA entries: ep1 [1][2][3][4] ep2 [1][2][3][4] ep3 [1][2][3] ep4 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][+1] ep5 [1][2][3][4][5] ep6 [1])

jen just shakes her head, bitter and not in the least surprised at what agatha did

meanwhile agatha is... she's just devastated

billy is the only person in the room who has never experienced and still doesn't comprehend the finality of death

agatha runs, she can't do anything else. rio is the only one that cares.

she looks so pathetic in that getup. her behaving like a little girl is not so funny anymore, is it?

as always, rio watches her. she has a lot to think about after this trial.

but alice needs her undivided attention now. lady death has to clock in.

I'm glad that we keep focusing on agatha's reaction. she used to be able to kill people and shake it off (or at least pretend to). she cannot shake alice off

and it was all for a tiny spark of magic. that is all that's left of alice on the mortal plane

when billy confronts her she visibly recoils and shrinks in on herself, like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar

one hand on her own heart, one on billy's heart. like she's begging and willing him to understand

it's not: you lied. it's you lied to me. it's personal. it's the trust he had in a mentor and mother figure, irrevocably broken

agatha never lies to billy. she's shitty with him in many other ways, but she doesn't lie

billy, honey. you set out on a road trip with a literal serial killer.

agatha had this mad fantasy of billy and her becoming a family, a coven two. and of course she went and ruined it. she always does

jen has all her walls firmly up, she won't allow herself to grieve for alice. she's still on the verge of walking a dark path, and agatha is the one pushing and pushing her toward it

lilia, who has lost and grieved so many, is just numb with pain. Death is unstoppable. hey guys, remember the first three episodes? when everything seemed so fun and carefree?

to billy witches were spellbooks and broomsticks and hot topic eyeliner. how do you explain to a kid the ugliness and violence and trauma that will inevitably fester in a marginalized, repressed community?

from the mouth of a child. she might have killed alice by accident. she has been deliberately and systematically killing many more to serve her own agenda.

and what agatha does, when confronted with ugly truths? she runs, and if she can't run, she goes all in with the spectacle and the cruelty

she could have picked any moment to talk about wanda. she could have broken the news gently, eased billy into understanding what he's been doing. now she's just lashing out in anger and fear and pain. billy did just put her through hell, but she's still the only adult of the two, no matter how immature she wishes to act

when push comes to shove, when it all becomes too much, agatha will latch to her self-preservation instincts and choose to protect herself over anyone else, even the people she loves. She's doing it with billy, she's doing it with rio. I'd argue that she did it with nicky, too.

hey, hey agatha, remember what happened the last time you poked a chaos witch with a stick? you dumb idiot.

fucking around meets finding out etc etc etc etc

boy is she SCREAMING. this bitch will never go down quietly, she'll snivel and cry like the sad pathetic creature she is

and the parallels and the irony of billy hurting jen and lilia in his grief.

do you guys laugh too when bille ellish pops in?? I love how agatha later says that billy is dramatic because he's a maximoff. honey, wanda was only ever coming up with cute sitcom scenarios. this is all your doing, you and your dramatic ass. this is your son. drama queen and drama queen in training.

go to episode 6 part 1

[parkcivconfess]

i need more people to make evbo violently hate seawatt. like he tried to kill my man ON SIGHT he does NOT like this dude. seawatt mildly likes him and the time they worked together, but evbo grumbles and wants to shove him off the block the WHOLE time it's so fucking funny

YES YES YESSS and because i love yaoi i NEED seawatt to slowly fall in love with evbo and he's still really salty about it even YEAR'S after the event's of pkciv. this man can absolutely hold a GRUDGE and he is never gonna let seawatt rest. making snarky comments and ensuring that seawatt doesn't get a moment of peace in his pathetic manwhore life but he's so lonely he just kinda lets evbo do it anyway (also because he likes when he's mad) and seawatts like “oh he's so cute” bitch no he's gonna kill you in the next 5 seconds with a 4 block 360° pvp jump on command blocks WATCH TF OUT HE'S GONNA KILL YOU BRO!!!

they're tension means so much to me you understand my truth

[karaeilishh]

Your Sabrina fic lives rent free in my head foreverrrrr. Can we have more of her soon?

ughhh literally adore her. i’m sure she would be so desperate for you on her face 💞

SIT ON IT s.carpenter

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 …sit on my fucking face

"please, please, please..." sabrina whines pathetically, kneeling in front of you. her hands rest on your spread thighs, scratching your soft skin, reddened by her nails. her gaze darting from time to time to your naked pussy, barely peeking out from under your skirt. she looked like she hadn't eaten in years, starving.

you look down at her boredly, enjoying her desperation. you see how she can barely stand still, her knees hurting from how long she's been in this position between your legs. begging you to let her eat your pussy. but she's done something wrong and she deserves it.

because of the huge amount of work, sabrina hasn't left her home studio for days, working on new songs and beats. she forgot about you. the only times you saw her were when you brought her plates of food during mealtimes a few times a day, only to receive a kiss on the cheek and a fucking 'thank you'. and now she was working off her punishment for all the days you had to touch yourself in an empty bed.

"i don't get what you want at all" you leaned towards her, looking into her sky blue eyes that were almost brimming with tears. maybe another time you would feel sorry for her, but not now. she deserved this punishment. "use your mouth for something more useful than whining, baby"

and you could almost hear the fucking growl in her voice as her seemingly soft and weak hands wrapped tightly around your hips. oh, she was stronger than she looked. "sit on it..." she takes a few deep breaths, continuing, "sit on my fucking face"

"do you think you deserve this?" your breath is hot on her lips, making her grit her teeth. she knows you have every right to tease her, but she still wants you so badly. "you've been such a bitch, sabrina, ignoring me for almost a week... and now you're asking me to sit on your pretty face? slut"

"princess, please..." her knees weaken even more, barely holding her upright. all you hear for the next few minutes is her pathetic begging and whining. she really was such a slut for your pussy.

and you let her prove it, slowly lowering yourself onto her face. your hands grip the headboard for support, because you already know how weak you'll be after her. that was the problem, no matter how mad you were at her, she always fucked you too good. she always made you such a mess. "fuck"

your eyes close as you feel her tongue running along your slit, collecting your wetness. sabrina moans sweetly, pulling you closer to her face. "fuck, you're so wet..." she moans into your pussy, sending vibrations through your body. you can't do anything but grab her hair and shut her up, pushing her further into your pussy.

her tongue swirled around your clit, making your eyes roll into the back of your head. her tongue was so fucking talented. and not just for the songs. all her songs were for you. she was all just for you and your pleasure... "sabrina!" you can't help but moan loudly as she pushes her tongue into your hole.

your skirt covers the lower part of her face because you didn't even try to take it off, but you see her eyes. full of lust and pleasure. she's never moaned so contentedly except between your legs. she tells herself that her place is between your legs. she's eating you, devouring you.

"fuck, fuck, i'm so close..." your hand tugs harder on her blonde hair, turning it into a real mess. no one cares when you're both drowning in your pleasure, merging into one.

"b-brina..."

you see stars. they explode in your eyes when she makes you cum all over her cute face. all over her fucking tongue. you can hear her swallowing every drop. her tongue still slowly working on your pussy, helping you overcome the long-awaited orgasm she gave you.

and she will make you cum over and over again until the only thing you remember is her name.

tags: @chrissv4mp, @swamppmonsteer

[theespeakerboxxx]

Where do I even begin…

I thought the racism from the swifties was already insane, but lily too!?

Lily has to worms eating at her brain like RFK Jr. if she thinks calling a black man an idiot for reclaiming a slur is morally acceptable. The dumb bitch even said nigger too, like that makes her better?

How are you mad at Tyler for saying nigger and then say it yourself 😭 I think you just wanted an excuse to be racist

Well, im glad Tyler’s tweet struck a chord with you, you seemed to prove him right. Maybe follow his advice Lily and log off.

Have you also heard the classic internet rule “don’t feed the trolls”? If people don’t have anything to run their mouth about on you, then yeah, you can close the computer.

Well thank you for admitting you’re racist by saying a racial slur, calling a black man stupid for reclaiming a slur, and being a white lady playing dress up as a Cherokee.

Can you go back to playing incest-rape games instead of commenting on issues you have no fucking clue how to handle?

What the fuck prompted her to say that?

That came so out of nowhere. The suicide part was weird, but that racism just swung deep and for what?

You could have said anything else. He's rich, he's male, he's any one of a thousand things and you went with that.

[scoobydoodean]

i think when castiel is annoyed with sam, he should be really fucking bitchy about something sam did.

"can't believe you almost died to the trials, absolutely a skill issue. dean could've handled it"

and sam almost throws him across the room with his mind powers bc he got so angry they started working again.

💯 Cas should be absolutely diabolical when he’s mad at Sam. The meanest bitch on the planet. Doesn't matter if it's true or not as long as what he says hurts. And then he follows it up with some petty shit. "Ever notice pretty much everyone in your life cares about Dean more than you and you're pretty much incapable of opening up to anyone while constantly preaching at your brother to do so? Also you have a stupid forehead."

[coffeeobsesssed]

popular!chris x shy!reader

summary; popular!chris pressuring shy!reader into going to a party. (do NOT let ANYONE pressure you into something)

warnings; angst and icky chris !

(dividers by; @issysh3ll )

with all love, cynthia ˙ᵕ˙ᰔᩚ

“come on baby, just go to the party!” chris tugged at your sleeve “im gonna study tonight chris I can’t” chris rolled his eyes he clearly wasn’t going to take no as an answer, he was determined to make you go no matter what.

“oh come on, y’never go!” he pulled you into his lap grabbing your cheeks slightly making your lips part and nose scrunch in his fingers. “I said no chris!” which sounded kinda muffled due to how he had your lips.

chris growled “your gonna go tonight.” he glared at you like he’s never done before, chris was caring and didn’t push you but today was different, why was he being like this?

later that evening, chris had gotten ready and decided to come and check on what you were wearing which although you didn’t want to go to, you had a really nice outfit, a flowy light pink dress with some dr marten mary jane shoes and some ankle fancy socks. again, chris wasn’t acting the same, he didn’t like your outfit “yeah you can’t wear that baby, you need something more..out there” you raised an eyebrow clearly not knowing what he meant by that “out there? what do you mean, you always like the way I dress..”

“yeah..i know but tonight’s different, everyone’s gonna be there so you gotta dress better, I’ll help yeah?” you weren’t quite sure what he had planned but agreed, scared that you would cause him to get more angry, “o-okay..”

chris picked out a black dress you haven’t worn in ages and some black heels to match. the dress was awfully too short for your liking thus why it hasn’t been worn by you. you looked at yourself in the mirror before putting on the heels you didn’t even know you owned, you didn’t like how you looked.

you sucked it up for chris and put the heels on which you could barely walk in and showed him. chris seemed happy that you listened “there’s my pretty girl” you hardly felt pretty, much far away from pretty.

at the party, you sat on the couch with water in your red solo cup clearly not enjoying yourself. while chris was having a blast with his friends laughing and talking while drinking beer. then chris glanced at you knowing you weren’t enjoying yourself.

he quickly glanced back to his friends deciding not to deal with you right now. you could feel people’s eyes on you, you hated attention and now you were getting it. you wished a hole in the ground would appear and swallow you.

you even heard crude comments about you from guys and normally chris wouldn’t let no one do that to you but he was too busy with his friends. you wondered why he was acting different, was it something you did? or was it just him.

then, you got up to get some sprite in your cup now which chris took as a chance to talk to you. “baby, what’s wrong? why’re you all mad?” he blocked your way from the fridge “m’not mad.. just don’t wanna be here” you looked down at your shoes and the hideous kitchen tiles.

“then why’s your face all..bitchy?” chris would never use that word to describe you but now he was, “what?” your eyes shot back up to him. “y’heard me, your acting bitchy right now. it’s not like you.. what wrong—“ you cut chris off clearly upset “what’s wrong with you! you’re acting totally different today! you would never make me do all the stuff I did today!” you shouted without realizing

chris looked around, making sure no one could hear “don’t yell at me. you’re acting like a real bitch..” that was it, you were fed up “don’t you ever call me a bitch chris!” without registering you slapped him across the face.

your face was plastered with guilt “chris…m’sorry—“ you tried touching his cheek but he swatted your hand away “don’t ever fucking hit me, do you know how hard it is to have you as a girlfriend!?” he couldn’t even call you his, “you never wanna do shit!” tears prickled in your eyes as he continued “can’t you ever loosen up!? jeez your like a fucking loser with no life” tears fully poured down your cheeks.

you couldn’t even reply, all that came out was sobs. “look now your crying! I told you, you’re pathetic” he walked away from you causing his shoulder to bump into you as he went back to his friends, there you were left sobbing next to the fridge.

you decided to go home, taking an uber back to your house. you struggled opening the door with your keys, your hands shaking as you finally opened it. you ran to your bed plopping down crying into your a pillow.

you didn’t even want to see chris anymore.

a/n; lemme know if you want a pt2!

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 1: Food Play

Han Jisung x male reader

This Guy

Stuff: Food play DUH, kissing while eating, rimming with food, sucking dick with food, nipple sucking with food, all of which reader receives. established relationship, no actual fucking, I feel like this is kind of gross, so viewer discretion is advised.

Word Count: 1,197

Notes: Happy Thanksgiving bitches! yes, I am doing Kinkmas this year, tis the season for gay sex

You and Han are boyfriends, and since neither of you really wanted to see the family because both sides aren't super jazzed about the whole gay thing, and the rest of Stray Kids are meeting with their family, you decided to just eat with each other.

You spend all day making the best thanksgiving dinner with all the classics. Turkey, stuffing, potatoes, cranberry sauce, and of course, pumpkin pie. You spent the whole day making all these, hopefully, delicious dishes for you and your boyfriend. You really wanted it to be perfect since this is yours and Han's first Thanksgiving with just the two of you.

"Damn Y/n, this is really good." He complimented sweetly, almost devouring the dinner. The meal went super well, everything turned out just right, thank god.

"Thank you!" You said graciously, giving him a quick kiss. Though, he didn't see the kiss coming, so his mouth was still open as he ate the food. This led to a piece of the turkey that he was eating getting into your own mouth.

"Oh fuck! sorry!" He quickly apologized, hoping that you weren't going to be too mad, but you weren't. In fact, it kind of excites you. The fact that the food that you just ate came from your boyfriend's mouth was kind of... hot. New kink unlocked?

You dive right back into another kiss, leaving him to let out a shocked gasp, leaving the perfect entrance for you to shove your tongue into his mouth.

Han is shocked at first but just goes with the flow, allowing you to take even more food from inside his mouth. You eat up nearly every bit of turkey that was inside his mouth, leaving Han to catch up on what you were doing.

Once he finally understood, he responded in kind by shoving some mashed potatoes into your own mouth, eating it up for himself. You moan into the kiss, leaving your mouth to open wider and allowing his tongue to scoop up even more food.

"Tastes even better now..." Han said with half lidded eyes, growing arouses from the food sharing.

You both grab some more food and shove into each other's mouths, sharing the food and swapping between your tongues, moaning all the while. The fact that the food is being completely shared between your hot mouths makes it somehow taste all the better.

"Wonder how good it would taste if it was from a... different hole." He insinuated, which you immediately caught on.

You quickly take your clothes off, leaving your whole body bare to him. His eyes scan over your whole body, from your face that is now covered in various dishes, down to your nipples.

He takes some of the cranberry sauce from the table and lathers it on to your hard buds, making them covered in the cool jelly like substance. You lightly moan at the pleasurable sensation, but those moans become even louder when Han latches his mouth on your hard nipples, licking the cranberry sauce right off of them.

Once he licks your nipples clean, he just lathers them up once more and licks it all off again, repeating this process over and over again until your nipples are incredibly sensitive and turn a deep red shade from all the attention.

Once He's done with that, his attention goes down to your bare ass. He roughly turns you around and bends you over, his mind hyper focused on his goal, to stuff you like a turkey and eat it all out.

He scoops some stuffing up in a bowl and without warning, shoves it inside your asshole. He does this until your ass is completely stuffed with the dish.

He then dives right in, eating at your hole with a near animalistic vigor. You're not complaining though, which is obvious by the way you moan from the sensations, the hot stuffing filling your hole only to be eaten away by Han, it was to die for.

Han gobbles up every single bit, only to do the same thing he did with the cranberry sauce which is to fill it up again with the hot stuffing and eat it all out again.

He eats at your ass, devouring every single bit of stuffing, leaving you to fill the kitchen with your moans. The sensations are so good in fact that you accidentally cum, all over the pumpkin pie.

Once Han realizes that you've ejaculated, he simply takes a piece of the cum splattered pie and eats, moaning from how delicious it tasted.

"You should really try some." He offered casually, handing you a plate.

"I'm not eating my own cum!" You yelled disgustedly.

"Why not? You eat mine all the time." He questioned.

"It's different! Eating my own cum would be like drinking my own piss, it's unthinkable." You countered.

"Well, I think it's delicious, and I want some more..." He said that last part with a little more... hunger in his voice. He gets down on his knees right in front of you, his mouth inches from your hardening member, you can even feel his warm breath on your tip.

Han takes some of the whip cream that was supposed to be meant for the pie until you put your own cream on it. He sprays the whipped cream along your cock, pumping on like it was lube until it is completely covered from base to tip. You shriek at the feeling of the cold cream spread throughout your cock, but the shriek quickly turns into moans as he spreads it around with his hand.

Without further ado, he takes your cock in his warm mouth, leaving another shriek to leave your mouth but instead of discomfort like the last one, this one is derived from pure pleasure.

Han works his mouth on your aching dick, sucking up every single bit of the creamy substance off of your penis. Once he's sucked off all the cream, he does the same thing as the previous two food items and just puts it all on once again.

He pumps the new batch of whipped cream on, spreading it over your dick before putting your man meat right back into his mouth.

You moan above him, leaning back against the wall since him blowing you is making your legs weak. He works your cock so well, causing a stream of moans to escape your mouth as he sucks the cream off.

Your own pre cum mixes in with the newly applied whipped cream, causing a moan of delight to go from Han's mouth right into your dick, the vibrations making the blow job even more exquisite.

Not long after the third application of whipped cream, your burst, cumming right into Han's mouth. He loves the taste so much, swallowing every single drop, not letting a single drop escape.

He then licks the remaining mixture of cum and whipped cream off your softening cock, moaning as he does so from the overpowering deliciousness of the double cream mixture.

"We should do this every Thanksgiving." He said jokingly, causing a shaky laugh to fall from your mouth, but bitch... he wasn't joking.

THE END

[wedriftlikelonelyplanets]

The subtle rancidity in this landoscar moment, Oscar's a little mad Lando got even from brazil, Lando's so smug about it...they just want to one up eachother in debt and we have misinterpreted it as marriage, these bitches are fucking nasty going back and forth between hunter and prey

GOD OKAY ANON, sorry just getting to this now, I have been Busy Busy.

I swear you must be the same anon in Amelia's inbox yesterday talking about the hunter/prey thing and SDFDSFSDDFSDFDSF.

The DYNAMICS. The way that Lando absolutely probably did it for absolution of himself (feeling bad about the team orders, and wanting to give something back to Oscar), but also thinking that he deserves thanks for it.

Oscar APPRECIATING it but also wanting it on his own fucking merit, bitter about it because he knows exactly why Lando did it. And then the fact that he has to deal with the subtle smugness from Lando post interview.

AND THEN NOW THE RACE.

It's definitely both a marriage AND fucking nasty. They're trading shit back and forth, they're an Ouroboros eating it's own tail. Lando is fighting for this tiny shred of control and Oscar is fighting for a shred of acknowledgement, and they just keep trading their debts back and forth.

They ABSOLUTELY fuck nasty about it on the regular, and they absolutely fight about it, tooth and nail. A little violent, a little sexy, definitely a little crying.

And both of them are nothing except the perfect little prey animal to each other I mean...what.

THEY'RE BOTH JUST SO FERAL ABOUT IT ALL. It's rancid, but it's also how they show each other they care....

[lovevxle]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a vox x female reader either smut or fluff where him and the reader are arguing but vox apologizes after? (with either spiciness or cuteness)

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Words hurt.

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Vox x f!reader

cw🚩: cursing, arguing, threats from significant other

Summary: Vox arguing with reader, apologizing after, fluff. (let me know if smut ver. is wanted!)

a/n: sorry for losing my daily posting streak! Hope this will make up for it and hope all the Vox simps like ittt<3

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Vox was a busy guy. He owned the most popular business in all of Hell, so of course he had a lot on his plate. Owning a business comes with stress. LOTS of it. He would often come home angry and instead of taking his anger out on the cause, he would take it out on you. You hated when he yelled, spoke rudely, even lay his hands on you.

One night, as he had just gotten home, he was shaken up as always. He throws his coat across the room and kicks off his shoes. You come down to greet him, but as soon as you try to even kiss his cheek, you get shoved away. "Get off, bitch.." you stumble back a bit and look away. "I've had a long day and don't have time for all your shit."

"Can I ask you about your day..?" Vox rolled his eyes. "What is so fucking difficult to understand about 'I don't have time for your shit' ?" he asks angrily, getting more frustrated by the second. "I just wanted to talk to you...we never hang out or just..chat." you mumble. "You wanna know why? Because you're an annoying bimbo! You can't get simple words through your fucking head, like Satan what isn't getting up in that nut sized head of yours?!"

You flinch as he raises his voice. You hated when he did that. When he made you upset, insecure...scared even..? "You wonder why all your exes cheated on you, it's so obvious. Stupid bimbo..." Those words stung. Really bad.

You begin to feel tears sliding down your cheeks even though you try so hard to hold them in so he won't get mad. "Oh, for the mother of- will you shut the fuck up with your crying?! You're so fuckin' dramatic, grow the hell up! Want me to give you somethin' to cry about?!" he says as he raises his hand. Your eyes widen. He was about to actually lay a hand on you.

You knew that Vox could have his anger issues at timea but...this..? You quickly back away and run upstairs. "Y/n...wait- aw fuck! I wasn't actually gonna hurt you-" he gets cut off by the door slamming. He plops down on the couch and burries his face in his hands.

He fucked up.

He let you habe your space for a while, figuring you needed it. After a few hours, he walked upstairs. He knocks on the bedroom door. "Darling..?" he sees you curled up in bed. He hears a chocked sob leave your mouth as he sat on the edge of the bed. "I..uh..I.." Vox muttered. He was never good at apologies.

He mustered up a half-assed 'sorry' but reaoized that wasn't enough. "Baby, I hate when we argue..I love you with all my heart and i never want you to fear me. What I did was stupid, cruel, and straight-up wrong. Would you forgive me?"

You nod. Vox smiled and pulled you close. "I love you too" You respond shortly. It was only three words but, fuck, did it make Vox's heart pound. He blushes lightly and clears his throat. "W-well..now that that's cleared up, wanna watch a movie or something? Just to make up for what I did?"

"Of course."

『~☆Masterlist☆~』

[befuddledcinnamonroll]

Perfect 10 day! I do appreciate how most of my shows are actually spread out right now, rather than the Fri/Sat tsunami that we were getting at one point.

Ah, ok, so we did not get episode 5 sex. Just some mild foreplay.

To give him credit, considering where Arm is emotionally right now, it's not a terrible idea to still give things time.

Side note - Force being able to handle Book's jump on him without losing balance is hella impressive, Book is not a small boy!

Aw, Arc wanting to help Arm have better memories of the ocean is actually very sweet.

Lol, the robes with the sneakers.

Hmm, it's interesting the way they are both talking about the bracelet. Clearly they would both be really upset if the other didn't want to keep it going, but there's also this dancing around it, because Arm doesn't want to go there emotionally yet, and Arc doesn't want to scare Arm with the depth of his feelings.

Heh, not the text immediately reinforcing what I just said.

Arm coming in and doing the equivalent of "we need to talk about meeeeee"

which is why I love shows like this, because the friendship stuff is always A+. Po and Sand are immediately, "tell us all about it poor baby".

These little idiots. They already knew Arc liked Arm!

Oh these thirsty bitches fishing for details.

Gawin, if you are going to keep showing up looking so saucy, I'm gonna need your series right now, k thnx bye.

(Seriously, anyone else increasingly losing their mind over the idea of watching this man get chomped on by vampire Joss?)

Ha, Pond immediately getting what Arc is trying to do because of his own flirtation.

Omg, please tell me this is a Chekhov's gun for Warm clicking with someone at some point!

Also did Copp sound a little pointed in his criticism there to anyone else? Or just wishful thinking?

Hmm, bringing in these "buddies". I'm sure this will lead to no drama whatsoever.

Well, from the size of him, probably a lot of super nourishing food!

Haha, I do love those moments where you can tell Arm wants to act annoyed, but can't help being pleased.

There is no logical reason for Arm to have taken the assignment out of his bag in Arc's car, but I love it anyway. College fantasy romance is adorable.

A-ngun has Arm's number. Love that she is 1) super cool about him and Arc, and 2) being a cute teasing friend to Arm.

Look at our smitten baby!

Oh, Po. We've all been there baby. Some of us quite a lot.

Not Sand backing up Po about how nice his house walls are. I love this dork so much.

Ahhh, more PondSand flirting, pleeeeeease.

Ok, which GMMTV star is going to be our mysterious player?

Why do I feel like the director had trouble reining in Book, Poon, and JJ sometimes, lol? These little chaos monkeys.

Ok, I knew it was coming and the cut still made me laugh.

I do appreciate that Arc is not mad. I feel like an old school college BL would have him drag Arm home. Here he's just emphasizing he wants him safe, but there's no anger or manipulation to it.

Oh Arm, you little dummy. But you know Arc is living for this.

But also where is Pond?! I need him to do some Sand caretaking.

I am such a sucker for these sweet little moments.

All of them are such dummies, but such cute ones.

Lol, Po out here speaking truth, we appreciate our boy.

Ha, and once again, Po being super relatable.

Huh, I never noticed before that Force and Gawin are pretty much the exact same size. It's so clear in their uniforms next to one another.

Ugh, not the hashtags. People need better hobbies.

Omg, the noise I just made out loud!

I love that Arc is immediately like "well, fuck". Yep, that is one pretty, pretty man.

This is all very typical college BL stuff, but I'm still having a good time. It's light and silly, and doesn't stress me out. Comfort tv has its place.

[bluesquaress]

im thinking gay thoughts

god help me