#im free.. WAS ALWAY CRINGE but im free now..

[pieflavoredartz]

(CLICK FOR THAT SWWWWWEEEEEET QUAILITY 😽😈 )

HAPPY BELATED TOADIE KIRABOSS ANNIVERSARYYYY‼️‼️ pfft it was yesterday but time lost me ( honest, we were walkin togethert then BAM time.. gone)

its been a slower year but ta thonk think its been like 4-5? amaztasicccc dawg. i hope this yea i can make yall happy w more kiraboss as this ship has made MEE HAPPY YAYYY

anywelps take these *hands em too youuu* :]]

n a lil surprise under the cut ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

[vadfannypack]

im gonna leave her here dont let anything happen to her guys

[uberoll-oystercrackers]

drawing request possibilities: Summer Outfit Lars

i just have to ask you, does your neck hurt?

from carrying around the world's most wrinkled, gargantuan brain?!?

& the uncolored sketch, if ya like!

why does my readmore keep breaking what the hell tumblr can i please just be tidy. for once in my life.

[cc-tens]

I hope in 2025, more people barge their way into our inbox or dms or posts and ramble abt their OCs endlessly. I hope we get tagged in OC content. I hope even when I'm trying to sleep, you contact me through a telepathic link and tell me abt your OCs like you're reading me a bedtime story. I hope we all join hands and become insufferable about OCs and I'll kick my feet and giggle about it.

[mrmeepsmadmind]

TRAILBREAKER and megatron ( most importantly TRAILBREAKER) coming ( 🤨) back on the same article .... megateebs Is REAL! IT'S REAL I SWEAR RHAHH RAGHR RAVHHRVHHH RAGHH RGAH

[mistyycowoa]

I'm literally a teenager and I'm already so done with all of this.. mood swings are so annoying.. I wanna feel the quiet joy I did when I was like. 4 years old.. a peaceful day of nothing, coming home to a nap and some fruits, head empty, doing homework for a few hours and lazing around in the living room doing nothing but enjoying the peace I had..

[ratguy-nico]

Now I pretty much like lying and being and hypocrite so here is a COMPILATION that I made of scenes from the episode "Father of the Bob" I put a minimum of effort on this so I hope for myself to not freak out.

Yeah this is about Big Bob and Pete... no comments.

[vanishintoyou]

look im actually not gonna spam abt this that much i have enough self-control for that. but. do u know what i just realized. i opened up that video and IMMEDIATELY i reached for a pen and a paper to draw while im watching it out of habit. OUT OF HABIT!!!! hello???? girl it's been 5 years how can your natural reaction to dnp games is still "oh it's drawing time :3" ?????

[dilfkuza]

ohhh man ive got kazumaji merch coming in the mail and im so excited for it to come in,,,, sitting by the mailbox waiting energy even though itll be a few weeks via post

[nitunio]

at some point in 2024 i started having fun with art again. i remember 10 years ago, back when i hadn't started doing commissions yet, i used to smile and grin and giggle while drawing. it faded away slowly and painfully and i was left with a very bad grudge for art. i still did art (for money and for the search of this "spark") and im glad i continued.

i still draw commissions and i still don't have much fun doing them, but i put my all into it and don't have a grudge against it. but where i truly shine is drawing for myself. i don't care about anything or anybody, no numbers or engagement or approval ever has it over me now. it's just me and my creations, and it makes me so happy

[pwnyta]

TW- suicide

(sorta?)

While I was thinking about Stone bein an anomaly to Ivo I was thinking of like... a comic idea where Ivo just wants to fix that. He doesnt want to NOT understand.

A dumb GUN soldier shouldnt be a fuckin MYSTERY...

So Ivo like does a bunch of weird scans and tests on Stone (Stone annoying doesnt complain or question him, the blind trust is a lot for Ivo to process so he puts it in a folder and inserts it into another folder in his mind to try & forgot about the feelings) and then dismisses Stone and starts the REAL tests.

Using Stones tests he creates a simulated version of Stone to see what it will take to push Stone away finally because DAMN hes tried but Stone is ...SOLID. Ivo hates that Stones always there, that Stone knows what he wants and needs, that hes stuck around for YEARS despite Ivo abuses... He 'hates' it. But more importantly he doesnt UNDERSTAND.

He calls his program 'Sycophant Test: ONE' and just starts tormenting simulated Stone but no matter what he does Stone stays until he ends the simulation himself.

Ivo has to contend with the fact that either... A- his program is a complete fucking failure or B- Stone might actually genuinely care for him. Either option sounds IMPOSSIBLE & horrific to him.

So he gives it his all and simulates as much terrible shit that he could conceive himself doing to the bastard just to really finally figure out how to even chip Stones resolve... in the end he tells ST:1 to shoot him.

ST:1 has the free will that Stone does to refuse an order but also Stones personality to NOT want to disobey.

All Ivo learns is that hes more attached to Stone than hes willing to admit to even himself and that is just so cringe and human. He hates it. Hes also gone and done fucked himself up overestimating how much he can tolerate Stones pain... even if it wasnt the REAL Stone.

Im just posting the little doodles I made to remind myself of my idea... but then I realized a comic like this would be a whole lot of work so I dont wanna do it anymore.

So im just posting the idea.

(It wasnt intentional... but this DOES remind me of a BtAS episode now that I typed it all out. LMAO Oh well.)

[darlingdaisyfarm]

Have you done headcanons about how the pines brothers(Stan and Ford) eat pussy before? :0

꒰ Stan & Ford making a meal outta you hcs ꒱

a/n: i regret nothing. i literally spent like 5 days writing this lmao + listen, if we have Stan & Ford bj headcanons, it's only fair we get Stan & Ford eating pussy hcs too, right?? anyways this is absolutely porn. i fought cringe and i won!! now i’m free to be as cringe as i want!!!

warning: nsfw!!

STANFORD

ᝰ.ᐟ he was SO awkward the first time. fidgety. fumbling. “am i doing it right? oh dear, i— tell me, please.” while your legs were literally shaking because he accidentally hit the right spot with his nerd mouth

ᝰ.ᐟ you have to guide him. gentle hand on his hair. soft praise. “right there, baby, just like that, don’t stop. yes, god, that’s perfect!” and he WHINES into your cunt like he’s found a portal to the fifth dimension idkk

ᝰ.ᐟ so eventually Ford learns and memorizes what each of your gasps mean. over time he builds a mental database of what little sighs = need more pressure, what whimpers = overstimulation, what shudders = keep going, keep going, don’t stop

ᝰ.ᐟ he is addicted. i mean Ford becomes obsessed with the idea of making you shake on his mouth

ᝰ.ᐟ i always hc that Ford is very sensual lover so he intertwines his fingers with yours during sex in general. and eating his sweetheart out is no exception. even when he's too busy to undress you properly or when he’s kneeling and can barely reach, Ford grasps your hand in his, squeezes it and holds you. he loves when you squeeze his hand when you cum

ᝰ.ᐟ he gets so overwhelmed by your taste, rutting his hips into the air like he’s suffering because he loves it too much

ᝰ.ᐟ also loves overstimulating you. like, gets you off once and then doesn't stop. pins your hips down with one arm and keeps eating you until you’re clawing at his hair, sobbing, begging for mercy

ᝰ.ᐟ kisses your clit after he's done with you<3 soft, delicate kisses like thank you thank you thank you, bc he’s grateful you let him worship you!!

ᝰ.ᐟ dont get me wrong, he’ll kiss your mouth after too. sloppy and gentle, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. he blushes about it afterward but loves it

ᝰ.ᐟ ABSOLUTELY eats you during research breaks. like he's been holed up in the basement for twelve hours, comes upstairs glassy-eyed and exhausted, yanks you onto a table and gorges himself on your pussy like it’s his only nourishment

ᝰ.ᐟ im sure he would love to eat you standing up, that's like. . . the first thought that comes to my mind. wants you standing, gripping onto a bookshelf, table or wall, and he's just kneeling below you, big hands on your hips keeping you still, burying his face in you shamelessly. bonus point if you interrupt him like that during one of his science projects. if you'll just show up at the door, wearing only his sweater and nothing underneath. he'll get the hint immediately

ᝰ.ᐟ Ford was so shy about his extra fingers at first. hesitating when you begged him to use them. “they’re— im sorry, they’re different, i might hurt you.” but you insisted. and he trusted you enough to try, so once he saw you crying and grabbing the sheets because he could reach places inside you that no one else ever could?? he became a menace. you actually gave him more confidence about his extra fingers

ᝰ.ᐟ so now he absolutely loves to scissor you open so perfectly you feel like you're breaking apart. he thrusts them deep slowly, curling them up until your stomach tightens and you cry his name

ᝰ.ᐟ PLUS loves dragging one extra finger across your clit while still eating you just to see you spasm harder

ᝰ.ᐟ he accidentally made you squirt once and then spent two hours taking notes on how he did it, yeah, Ford tell us ur secret

ᝰ.ᐟ prefers to do two things at once. licking you and fingering you deep and perfectly at the same time, curling his fingers up against your soft walls while he sucks the clit into his mouth hard. he learned this move studying you obsessively.

ᝰ.ᐟ hehehe loves when you trap his head there. he wants to get smothered.

ᝰ.ᐟ whines softly against your pussy when he’s close to cumming untouched from how sweet you taste!!! nerd.

ᝰ.ᐟ he gets dizzy when you call him good boy while he’s down there. at first he blushes and fumbles, but the first time you whimper “good boy, Ford, just like that, baby” he shudders so violently and groans in response

ᝰ.ᐟ since he's very sensual and tender lover, he also kisses down your whole body before getting there. slow and torturous. he starts with your neck, then your chest, pausing to mouth at your nipples, worshipping, then goes to your stomach, then kisses the inside of your hips before he even thinks about touching your clit. Ford talks between kisses, too. like murmuring little praises against your skin. “so beautiful. so soft”

ᝰ.ᐟ when he accidentally makes you squirt, Ford gets so obsessed with it he feels like a total pervert. the first time he’s using his fingers inside you and licking at the same time like a man possessed, and suddenly you’re gasping and flooding his mouth, and poor Ford just stares up at you stunned with his whole face dripping like “fascinating! i- was that?? made you-?” he looks SO proud. im sure he wants to print out a certificate and hang it on the wall

ᝰ.ᐟ he's lowkey addicted to the way your thighs tremble. you’ll feel his big hands gripping you harder whenever you start squirming, because he loves making you feel so weak you can't even stay upright

ᝰ.ᐟ sometimes he pulls your legs over his shoulders and just ruts his hips into the bed while eating you. he’s moaning into your cunt, getting himself off from the sheer act of tasting you. and. . . you don't even realize it at first, until you feel the mattress shaking under you and realize this man is grinding wildly into nothing like a desperate dog

ᝰ.ᐟ he uses his fucking smart tongue so good. . . mapping you out and teasing every inch. focusing carefully on your clit for long, overwhelming stretches until you’re shaking and he’s just murmuring, “you can take more, darling, just a little more for me, yes?”

ᝰ.ᐟ Ford loves to observe so he sometimes tugs your knees open wider without saying a word. especially when you’re shy. he loves gently but firmly spreading you, baring you completely, staring for some agonising seconds with those hungry eyes before ducking back in with a desperate groan

ᝰ.ᐟ Ford gets breathless when he eats you out. poor boy working so hard to please you that he’s short of air and it makes his mouth sloppier, wetter, hotter.

ᝰ.ᐟ he gets so into it he forgets time exists. you have to physically pull him off sometimes. lips puffy, eyes glazed, hair a mess. and he looks up, raising his eyebrows “did i do something wrong?”

ᝰ.ᐟ he leaves marks WITHOUT realising. for example, suction bruises on your inner thighs

ᝰ.ᐟ will write about it later in his personal journal. entry titled ‘reactions observed from beloved subject during intimate oral exploration’

ᝰ.ᐟ he loves when you guide his head, push it deeper. tell him he’s good. tell him he’s yours. call him your genius, your good boy. he eats it up, literally and figuratively

ᝰ.ᐟ he's pretty strong, so once he gets into his pussy drunk state, he pulls your thighs wide apart and pushes them to your chest. gets his shoulders under them so you can’t move. so he can eat you with his whole face

ᝰ.ᐟ Ford wants you above him. sitting on his face. so he can grip your thighs and keep you there. grind on his mouth and smother him. he’ll edge himself while he does it. sometimes doesn’t even let himself cum because you always just cum first

ᝰ.ᐟ he wants to make you cry from pleasure. not just cum. cry. shuddering, sobbing, overstimmed, shaking all over, with your legs twitching and your fingers buried in his silver hair. that’s his goal. every time.

ᝰ.ᐟ and when he’s done, he pants against your cunt and asks “did i do well? will you let me again? please?”

STANLEY

ᝰ.ᐟ ohh that man dives in like a fucking dog who found a steak in the trash

ᝰ.ᐟ Stan believes eating pussy is a man's duty and pride. he thinks it’s the hottest thing in the world. he doesn't even expect anything back half the time, he just wants to see you all needy and desperate for him

ᝰ.ᐟ in fact, is obsessed with it. he will eat you out on the COUCH. in the BACKSEAT. in the SHOWER. standing in the KITCHEN because “lemme get my mouth on that sweet thing, c’mon. been thinking about you all damn day.”

ᝰ.ᐟ he doesn’t care about being sloppy. i mean, he WANTS to be messy. soak his face, give him that mess. he’ll rub his nose against your clit and grin when you moan. he likes to talk with his mouth full

ᝰ.ᐟ he’s so good at it. like scary good. like make-you-cry good. because. . . Stan actually gives a shit. he listens, watches your face, keeps his tongue right where you twitch and he’ll tease you like “right there, huh? that’s the spot? i could do this all night, baby”

ᝰ.ᐟ “some folks just go for the clit. amateurs.” he knows how to tease, so when he's in the right mood, he starts slow. lips kissing up your thighs. tongue barely grazing you. he won’t even touch your pussy at first. he’ll hover there, warm breath on your folds, smirking. “you want it, huh? say it. beg me.”

ᝰ.ᐟ gets so fucking cocky when you squirm. you try to close your legs and he just pins them wide with his elbows and keeps licking, “nuh-uh, baby. don’t run from it now. lemme take care of you.”

ᝰ.ᐟ such a fucking tease tbh. he wants you spread out and begging. makes soft licks, hot breath, little kisses so close but not quite until you're whimpering “please Stan, please touch me.” then he grins so wide and dives in

ᝰ.ᐟ he talks while eating. "fuck baby, you’re so sweet—mmph— keep makin’ them sounds, huh? you like ridin’ my tongue, don’t ya? greedy little thing.” god, Stan never shuts up. just keeps mouthing at your clit between sentences

ᝰ.ᐟ “that’s it, baby. drip all over my fuckin' face. yeah, you miss me, huh? missed this mouth, didn’t ya?”

ᝰ.ᐟ slaps your thighs mid-act. that usually means “stay still, sweetheart, lemme do my job.” in his language

ᝰ.ᐟ he’ll pull you down onto his mouth, slap your cheeks, moan into your folds like he’s drowning and he loves it!!

ᝰ.ᐟ Stan grinds into the mattress sometimes while he’s doing it. gets so turned on that he humps the sheets like a teenage boy

ᝰ.ᐟ kisses your thighs after. “damn, you’re delicious. gimme five minutes, ill do it again.” he means it, you know it

ᝰ.ᐟ uh. . . imagine him dragging your panties down with his teeth, grinning at you the whole time

ᝰ.ᐟ and then shoving your thighs apart roughly before he eats you. loves to pick you up, set you down on the bed, and manhandle your legs open without giving you time to be shy. “lemme see that pretty little thing, doll, c’mon.”

ᝰ.ᐟ absolutely shoves your panties in his pocket after eating you out <3

ᝰ.ᐟ buries his face so deep you think you might suffocate him, but. . . he literally doesn’t care if he can’t breathe. he will drown in you happily!!

ᝰ.ᐟ loves eating you while you’re still wearing half your clothes. theres just smth hot about it, like he couldn’t wait long enough to get you fully naked. shirt bunched up, panties shoved to the side, pants around one ankle, etc

ᝰ.ᐟ oh boy, he sucks on your sensitive clit in little pulsing motions and that makes your toes curl and your hips buck. and he LAUGHS when you try to wiggle away, like “nah-uh, baby, stay right there”

ᝰ.ᐟ gets so drunk on your taste. . . genuinely slurring afterwards, dazed and happy, wiping his chin with the back of his hand “fuuuck baby, you taste better than anythin’ in this world”

ᝰ.ᐟ licks you slow and teasing when you’re being bratty. like if you mouth off at him he’ll go extra slow, keeping you on edge for hours just to punish you, refusing to let you cum until you’re sobbing and begging

ᝰ.ᐟ will literally fuck you with his mouth, Stanley makes a fucking mess every time and your whole lower half is drenched

ᝰ.ᐟ he grunts into your pussy when you pull his hair. gosh just imagine hearing that “mmfhh, goddamn, yeahh” sound. id cry

ᝰ.ᐟ sometimes cums untouched while eating you. especially if you praise him because man's got a heavy praise kink “good boy, such a good boy for me, Stan, just like that” he whimpers against you and next thing you know he’s cumming in his pants

ᝰ.ᐟ if he’s eating you bent over, he’s slapping your ass every other second. “c’mon, baby, stay still— slap— fuck, you taste so good—slap—don’t run from me now, sweetheart” while laughing under his breath when you squeal

ᝰ.ᐟ eats you even when he’s drunk. like, you’re trying to get him to come to bed and he’s got his face between your thighs, half-dozing off, still licking you lazily while mumbling against you, “mm. . . just a little taste, baby, lemme finish my dessert first”

ᝰ.ᐟ absolutely loves to do it during a movie night. just casually slides down his armchair, spreads your legs over his shoulders, eats you under the blanket while the TV flickers <33 romantic isnt it? Stan craves physical closeness so he wants your thighs around his ears, your heels digging into his back, your fingers twisted in his hair

ᝰ.ᐟ hear me out okay?. . . uh, mullet!Stan + tongue-piercing?? he definitely thinks about getting a tongue piercing at some point just to “drive you crazy, doll”

ᝰ.ᐟ anyways, honestly if you’re loud he will double down on how hard he sucks and licks just to keep it going

ᝰ.ᐟ and if you're into it: slaps your clit before starting. just a little teasing smack<3

ᝰ.ᐟ sometimes i look at this man and think. . . he loves to eat it from the back. Stan likes to pull your hips up, spread you wide, growl into your folds. he makes your thighs shake and your knees buckle as you’re gasping and trying not to collapse under him

ᝰ.ᐟ in most cases, he jerks himself off while he eats you out

ᝰ.ᐟ im sure he's a face sitting guy. i mean they both are, but Stan's not that shy to ask you to do it. literally begs you to ride his face. grabs your hips and drags you down onto him, smirking up at you, “c’mon, baby, sit on me, lemme taste you proper.” and dont even try to whine about your weight or that you're shy or whatever. Stan doesn't really care and he's pretty strong enough to hold you.

ᝰ.ᐟ it's not just “he lets you ride his face” NAH, STAN ENCOURAGES IT. and bounces his hips up while you grind down onto his mouth, groaning into you because you’re the best meal he’s ever had!!!

ᝰ.ᐟ and he keeps slapping your ass every time you try to pull away. because, “nope, you’re staying right here, princess”

ᝰ.ᐟ tell you what, he’ll literally order you to “fuck his face”. “c'mon sweetheart, ride it. don't be shy now.” while grinding you down onto his tongue until you can’t even think straight

ᝰ.ᐟ he’s tongue-fucking you stupid

ᝰ.ᐟ and i think he loves cleaning you up with his tongue after you squirt, if you did

ᝰ.ᐟ sucks your clit like he’s trying to drink you dry 😭 idkk, i don't make the rules. he's got no mercy and he's ruthless. he’ll tongue you hard and messy, then back off and spit right onto your clit to make it even wetter, then suck again

ᝰ.ᐟ prefers to stay between your legs after you cum. Stan doesn’t pull away immediately. he licks you through the aftershocks, chuckling when you twitch and whimper from overstimulation

ᝰ.ᐟ uhh. . . sometimes he eats you out just because he’s horny. i mean, not even to get sex out of it. just because he needs to taste you or hear you moan. he just wants to make you feel good

ᝰ.ᐟ listen listen!! Stan 100% leaves handprints on your ass. after eating you out bent over the desk, the mirror, the back of his car. whatever. you look later and there’s full red handprints where he gripped you to spread you open

ᝰ.ᐟ of course, he fingers you while eating but he's more rough (or better word, desperate and passionate) about it. shoving thick fingers deep, twisting them while he tongues your clit, making you arch and wail for him

ᝰ.ᐟ Stan will bite the inside of your thighs during it, that's what im 100% sure of. like soft little sharp nips to leave marks. then grins proudly at them later like “my pretty thing all marked up for me.”

ᝰ.ᐟ he’ll put one arm across your belly to hold you down. needs to feel you squirm under him. he loves when you say “Stan, too much—please” and he just goes “nah, baby, not done yet.”

ᝰ.ᐟ afterwards, he lights a cigarette, and says “you’re gonna marry me, right?”

[angelicameron]

secret - rafe cameron ᡣ𐭩

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary: y/n and rafe have been in a secret situationship for three months now and she’s fed up, wanting nothing more than to openly express her love for him.

warnings: use of y/n, profanity, slight angst, fluff, cringe, not proofread, idk what else

credits: based off this prompt by @dumplingsjinson

“I want to let the world know how much I’m fucking in love with you yet that’s the exact opposite of what you want.”

a/n: ah i’m sorry, this is not proof read and i’m only new to writing, feel free to leave feedback in the comments!

masterlist

i’ve been friends with sarah since i was born, our families are quite close, meaning i also grew up with rafe. for as long as i can remember i’ve had feelings for him, but didn’t think he felt the same, but one day he admitted his feelings for me and we’ve been a secret situationship since. no labels and certainly no publicity. i keep trying to hint to rafe that i want it to be public but he seems to always shut down the idea with a quick, “not yet baby, soon though, yeah?” but that day never seems to come.

one night i’m at the bonfire party and i spot rafe and his friends, walking upto him. i know whatever we have going on is secret, but surely i could still talk to him, right? after all i’ve known him my whole life, we’re family friends. once i’m over there though he only speaks to me a little, mainly ignoring me. after a while i got fed up and stormed off to my friends. as i glanced back over my shoulder, i saw the confusion and slight guilt in his expression at seeing me angry and upset but quickly masked it back with his usual ‘tough’ expression. typical.

that was about a week ago now, i haven’t talked to him since. he’s messaged me and called me countless times but i haven’t responded. it’s 11pm and i’m in my house, getting ready for bed, and he sends more messages, again.

rafe 💗

come on baby please

im so fucking sorry

just talk to me, yeah?

you know i love you

please don’t do this

i’m sick of this. sick of him acting like i’m always gonna be there no matter how much he fucks up. i ignore his messages and get into bed, leaving him on read. usually he would’ve sent a goodnight message by now, he had done so every night since we confessed our feelings, even this past week, when i’ve been ignoring him, but he hasn’t yet. weird. but i choose to ignore it.

i begin to drift off to sleep when suddenly i hear a knock at my door and jump. who the fuck would be here at this time? it’s almost 11:30pm?

rafe 💗

open the door for me please.

i need to see you.

of course it’s rafe. i know him well enough to know he’s not gonna leave til he sees me, he’ll continue knocking til then. so i walk downstairs and unlock the door, staring at him with a blank expression. “what the fuck do you want rafe?” “you.” he respond plainly. his words give me butterflies but i push it down since i’m mad at him. “please just talk to me?” he adds. “fine, come in.” he wanders into my house, a soft, relieved smile on his face, and i close the door behind him. “why have you been ignoring me baby?” the second i hear those words leave his lips i scoff. “why? are you seriously fucking asking me why right now? are you joking?” i notice he’s slighted taken aback by my words but recovers quickly and speaks again. “no i’m not joking, why haven’t you spoken to me for a whole week? i thought we agreed to keep this secret?” he’s still speaking somewhat softly, yet frustrated. “yeah, we agreed to keep a secret for a little bit, then we were gonna be public and official, remember that? it’s been 3 months rafe. i’m done hiding” my tone is laced with exhaustion, clearly fed up with all this sneaking around we’ve been doing. “it was fun for a little, but i’m sick of it.” he sighs and runs his hands across his face. “just a little longer baby please-” my face becomes even more frustrated as he says that. is he fucking serious? that’s all he ever says. “no rafe, no more saying ‘just a little longer’, you always do that and it’s ridiculous. you said that when i asked to be public a week into.. whatever the fuck this is, then a two weeks, three, four, a month, two months, now three months and plenty of times in between. i’m done. you either wanna do this or you don’t. are you ashamed of me or something” i rant, slightly raising my voice. “what? no! of course i’m not embarrassed of you baby. i’m just- scared. you know i don’t exactly have the reputation of somebody who commits and-” “seriously? this is about your fucking reputation? oh my god i’m gonna lose it. if you’re too worried about your player reputation and wanting to keep that image then by all means, go for it, but count me out rafe. you can’t just toy me along forever. i’m looking for something real. i want to let the world know how much I’m fucking in love with you yet that’s the exact opposite of what you want, so i’m done. i’m done with the games.” …silence. “baby.. listen to me please, no interruptions. it’s not the fact that i want to be seen as a player, it’s that i know the reputation i have and if we go public- well i know everyone will try and change your mind about me. convince you i’m not good enough, and fuck, i know that, but i don’t want you to think that. i’m trying to be better for you, i’m trying to get to a point where i’m so good to you, there’s no way you’d believe that, i just- don’t know if i’m there yet.” he blurts out, eyes tearing up, desperately trying to get his point across. my expression softens. “oh rafe.. you don’t have to worry about someone changing my mind. you’re all i’ve wanted ever, nothings going to change that.” i reach up and hold his face in my hands, his arms instinctively coming around my waist. “really?” “really.”

we continue talking that night and he stays over, the next day we go on a real date, and he asks me to be his girlfriend, officially. we’re actually in public now, not hiding anymore, telling people we’re together and i’ve never been happier.

taglist: i don’t have a taglist yet! comment if you wanna be on one though, and specify who for or if you wanna be tagged for everything!

[palmersluvr]

hey 🙃 so i’ve been thinking…… cheater luigi hcs are a must 🙃 like i don’t know…maybe he’s your boyfriend’s academic rival, if you wanna go the college route. 🙃 please do 🙃 i just think it would be toooooo good 🙃🙃🙃

cheater lu headcanons

to @alleviatcd omg ik i promised you this AGES ago and im so sorry i’m only just posting it now but i hope you enjoy

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he’s your boyfriend’s (let’s call him calvin) academic rival… who also happens to be your dealer.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you always knew who he was but you didn’t meet him properly for the first time until a mutual friend you guys have introduced you two

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you later found out that he sold weed on the down low so you immediately started buying from him lol

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ so anyway yadda yadda long story short calvin is an asshole who cheats on you all the time so you’re cheating on him too with luigi

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ one time you and him were smoking together and he started going on about the declining birth rates and started going on about how he’d want the mother of his children to be and you realised that he was describing you

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you feel so safe with him. like, you can let your guard down COMPLETELY in front of him. you could say something very random and cringe front of him and he wouldn’t judge you, he’d just laugh

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you trust him the most out of ANYONE, you usually hate being vulnerable but with him? everything comes out so easily because you’re so comfortable around him, as he is around you.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ is very protective of you, he has your location on find my and one time your car broke down and you called him because you didn’t know who else to call and he came straight away, you didn’t even need to tell him your location because he already had it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚omg once you sabotaged one of calvin assignments so luigi was guaranteed to get a higher mark than him lol

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ is frustrated that you haven’t broken up with calvin, however he’s very gentle with the way he speaks to you. one night he said “when you’re ready to break up with him, let me know. i’m not trying to pressure you but the thought of you being mine officially… makes me happy.”

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he always fucks with calvin in class too, he walks up to him and goes “hey bro, i got something to tell you” and calvin always goes “WHAT?” but luigi never tells him

⋆. 𐙚 ˚elaborating on him being gentle with you, he’s never raised his voice at you ever, and never will. even during an argument he’ll always talk in a normal tone and he’ll let you scream at him because that’s just what kind of man he is lol

⋆. 𐙚 ˚when you sit with him on the couch he always holds his arms out so you guys can cuddle on the couch and watch tv

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ since you’re sleeping with a WEED dealer you help him bag it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ once you got high with him and he took you for a walk along the beach and you watched the sunset together, it was nice

*******NSFW

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ because you’re fucking your dealer you get weed for free

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the sex is actually amazing AND luigi makes you cum, sometimes multiple times a session unlike your shitty boyfriend

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ one time calvin called you while you and lu were in the middle of it and luigi held the phone up to you, pressed accept and mouthed “speak”

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ while you were on the phone talking to him luigi just thrusted faster and started to rub your clit, hoping to make you crack and you did, you couldn’t help it. you let out a little moan but calvin is dumb asf so he didn’t pick up on it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ one time while he was in class and you were somewhere else, you were bored so you sent him a nude, and he saw it instantly, you waited 5 minutes for a response and eventually you got one, it was a video of him jerking off in the bathroom while moaning your name

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ now OBVIOUSLY you’ve had sex while you’re both high, multiple times. and every time has been amazing, every sensation just feels 10000 times better and you’re both louder

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when luigi fucks you while high his thrusts are always faster than usual and very erratic

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ always makes you say he fucks you better than calvin does during sex

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ yes he may be gentle with you when you’re not having sex but when you are having sex? he can either be gentle or very rough

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when you’re ovulating hes very rough, he always either has your legs on his shoulders while he fucks the shit out of you or has you face down ass up as he fucks you into the mattress

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ loves smacking your ass during doggy, and loves how much you love it too

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ even though he loves being rough with you, one time he was a bit too rough while flipping you over for doggy and accidentally hurt you, causing you to wince

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he felt so bad and immediately flipped you back over to face him and pulled you close to him and kissed your face, telling you how sorry he was

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you were over it by then, and you ended up riding him instead 😋

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he didn’t fully realise he had a breeding kink until he met you 😣

⋆. 𐙚 ˚once while you were both high and talking shit about calvin you casually brought up how hes never gone down on you, and luigi was shocked. like full on outraged.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ “selfish bastard, only caring about himself getting off” and started going on about how men should always go down on their partners

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then he got a certain look in his eyes and asked if he could go down on you himself. you were a little nervous but you said yes

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ as soon as his tongue made contact with your pussy you were in absolute heaven.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you were moaning like crazy and so was he, you started to think he was more into it than you were

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and he was into it, he was lapping at your folds like a starved man while also simultaneously fingering you, it wasn’t like anything you’d ever felt before.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when you sucked his dick for the first time, as soon as you took the tip of him into your mouth you could’ve sworn you saw his soul leave his body. he was already super attracted to you but seeing you on your knees in front of him sucking him off???

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ that’s why he didn’t last long.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he for some reason got put in a tutoring session with calvin one day and he ended up leaving it early just so that he could come pick you up and fuck you

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ always pulls you close to his chest after sex and asks if you’re okay

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ one time he came over even though he had to be at a meeting in 40 minutes, but he still wanted to fuck you beforehand 😣

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ risky, public sex with him (especially in the bathroom at a party that calvin’s frat is hosting) usually persists of him having you pressed up against the wall with his hand over your mouth while he thrusts into you hard

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[xxsillysealxx]

Bill Dickey sucking dick and he's absolutely TERRIBLE at it please🙏🙏

this is so real i've had this hc for so long. thank you astro🙏🙏🙏

obviously this is about epilogue bill because im normal 😭

Bill Sucks at Sucking 💔

You couldn't believe you'd managed to get him like this in the first place. It was already crazy enough that you'd gotten Bill Dickey, quite possibly the most insufferable case of toxic masculinity to ever roam this planet, to be in a relationship with you, a man. A man who was very much not one of the giggly, big-boobed, size-0-waisted "cosplay wenches" that Bill had always had wet dreams about.

It was even crazier that you had managed to get him on his knees, between your legs, trying his best to suck you off. He was failing miserably too. His teeth would sometimes graze over your cock, he gagged at the slightest movement, he was obviously trying to replicate the many, many shitty cosplay pornos he'd seen over the years, because his noises were downright cringe-worthy.

It's fun, kind of appealing even, to imagine making fun of him right now. To humiliate the man who was usually trying to humiliate everyone else, to tell him how awful he was at this. It was an attractive thought. But he'd probably pull away, flustered and calling you a bitch, and never do this again, or worse, maybe he'd just bite down. You wouldn't put it past him. You resigned instead to silently guiding him. One hand threaded through his hair and pulled his head off your cock. He stared up at you looking sedated, desperate, even. It was cute, in the weird, greasy, disgusting way that Bill was able to be cute to you.

Your free hand grabbed his from where it had landed on your hip, slowly wrapping his pudgy, calloused fingers around the base. No point in forcing him to take all of you when he obviously couldn't. "Gentler," you murmured as you pulled his chin in closer, back towards your aching length, twitching as his hot breath brushed against it. He swallowed and nodded before taking what he could back into his mouth, his movements less sloppy and uncoordinated this time. "That's it.." you praised, gazing down at him affectionately.

He still wasn't great at it. Barely even good. But he was improving for sure. And you had all the time in the world to teach him, over and over and over.

[lovelytsunoda]

club tropicana | lando norris

summary: on an all inclusive holiday in ibiza, y/n finds herself falling head over feet for the charming british barman

pairing: bartender!lando norris x female! reader

warnings: reader has some crappy former friends, please do not get into a car with a barman at a shitty three star spanish resort (lowkey inspired by my 'benidorm' rewatch), cameos from carlos and fernando, im so sorry that this took me literally a month and a half to write.

club tropicana drinks are free / fun and sunshine, its enough for everyone all that's missing is the sea / but don't you worry, you can suntan

the sun beat down on the resort-goers, reflecting off the chlorinated water in the swimming pool. sunbeds were arranged around the large body of water. swimmers in the pool sat on mosaic stools underwater to order drinks at the swim up bar.

she was supposed to be on this trip with her friends. well, some friends they were. ending a friendship over text with about six weeks left in her second-to-last university semester before graduation.

and so she had gone alone, to the most affordable three-and-a-half star resort in ibiza. truth be told, she hadn't wanted to go to the party island in the first place. if she didn't leave the resort, it wouldn't even matter.

bookmarking her page, she sat her copy of dark sacred night down on the sunbed and strode towards the pool. the pool was crowded, but the swim-up seats at the bar were, unfortunately, the easiest way to get a drink at the resort.

she took a deep breath and ducked below the water, swimming over to where the bar was. she liked being underwater. all her senses were dulled, and the noise of the real world seemed to fade away.

"one vodka orange, please." her voice was quieter than intended when she sat down at the bar, and for a moment she worried that the barman couldn't hear her.

"coming right up, love." the barman was british, with a mop of curly hair and a pale yellow resort shirt that had the name 'lando' embroidered over the heart. he winked at her as he got the vodka down from a shelf behind the bar and began to mix her drink.

lando wasn't oblivious to the understated beauty of the girl in front of him, water running down her soft skin and dipping into the curve between her breasts. her wide, gentle eyes. the way the orange fabric of her swimsuit hugged her curves.

she was wearing a one-piece, a rarity in ibiza.

"so," he asks, setting the drink down in front of her. "what brings you to spain"?

he always asks, even if he doesn't care. but one thing he's noticed since he started working behind the bar is that everybody has something to say, and sometimes they just need a stranger to say it too.

kind of like the characters in that old billy joel song, the one about the piano and the man at the bar making love to his tonic and gin.

and she doesn't know what it is about lando that put her so at ease, but suddenly shes talking and talking and can't make it stop and now he knows all about the three years of friendships she forged at university and how all she had to show for it were two refunded ryanair flights and a text message saying that they 'needed space' and 'our friendship will not be continuing at this time' with no explanation of what she had done to push them away in the first place.

funny that.

"does that sound ridiculous?" she cringed. "it sounds really silly now that i've said it out loud."

"people come to ibiza for dumber reasons. i worked in benidorm for two years, and you should see the train wrecks that come through there." lando laughed, leaning against the tiled bar. "you're better off without them, if you ask me. they sound very catty."

"catty is saying it nicely." she laughed along, sipping her vodka orange.

talking with lando was easy. more so, it seemed like he genuinely cared, and that he wanted to listen. it had been a long time since she had felt like anyone wanted to listen to her. even still, the voices in her head were getting harsher and harsher.

"what are your plans for later?" lando asked, head cocked to the side. "i've got this friend, he owns a party boat company."

"lando, i'm not getting on a spanish party boat with a man i hardly know." she cringed, stomach flip-flopping. had she gotten the total wrong idea about him? he seemed like the kind of guy who would know just about everybody in ibiza, and probably half of benidorm as well. "does anything that i've just told you make you think that i would literally at all be interested?

lando raised his eyebrows. "you didn't let me finish, love. he also does nighttime stargazing tours. that far out on the water, there's nothing in the way of you, the sky and the stars. i thought that was much more up your alley. i could take you tonight if you wanted to."

she felt a pit in her stomach and cursed herself for jumping to conclusions. for a moment, the barman had looked genuinely hurt, right now, though, he looked at her with puppy-dog eyes, and expression that inevitably made her cave.

after all, she was on vacation.

and here she was, waiting in the lobby of the hotel in a low cut black halter dress. she'd done her makeup, which was a rarity. she was tempted to turn her location tracker on, but wondered who she would share it with. she could always tell the woman working reception to call her at a set time, and then the police if she didn't answer, she supposed.

lando pulled up outside in a little fiat 500, looking dapper in a collared shirt. his hair was visibly caked in gel, and he smelled like expensive cologne.

far more expensive than a barman should have been able to afford.

"are you ready for the night of your life, milady?"

she fought the blush, looking at his extended arm. no doubt he wanted her to link her arm through his. and they said that romance was dead.

"take it away, bartender."

the fiat should have felt cramped, but instead felt cozy. spanish synthpop music played on the radio, something uplifting and calming as lando drove through the cobbled ibiza streets. she looked out the window in wonder, eyes wide as the city nightlife passed them by.

all too soon, they had arrived at the dock, and lando was speaking rapid-fire spanish to another man who was leaning through the window. they laughed, and the spaniard clapped lando on the shoulder before taking a small handful of bills from him.

the barman stepped out of the fiat, crossing around the car to open her door and help her out of the little hatchback car.

"your carriage awaits." he grinned, cocking his head in the direction of the boat. "come on, i got us the best seats."

on the boat, an older dj was playing a wham! record, 'club tropicana' blaring out over the sound system.

"when does the bar open?" she asked quietly. "i'm craving something."

"in about twenty minutes, as soon as we leave port." lando replied, resting his hands on her waist. "in the meantime, can i tempt you to a dance?"

ah, why the hell not?

"hey, fernando," lando started before rattling off something in spanish. the dj nodded once before changing the record on his turntable.

spanish synthpop.

lando took her hands in his, pulling her closer for a spirited dance, his hips swinging back and forth with abandon. she fought the urge to burst out laughing as she let him pull her close. the sun was dipping low over the horizon, and down at the dock the deckhands were getting ready to leave port.

but with lando's hands burning into her skin as he lead her in something that might have vaguely resembled the tango, she had forgotten all about the fact that she was on a stargazing cruise, not a latin dance boat.

she only realized the song was over when the audience that had gathered around her and lando had started to clap. red faced and blushing, she dropped lando's hands and shyly pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

"i think im ready for that drink now."

lando beamed, resting his hand in the small of her back. "of course, sweetheart. vodka orange?"

"you know me so well."

lando effortlessly slid behind the bar, hands flying as he grabbed glasses and bottles and shakers. she leaned against the bar, chin in her hand as she watched him work, muscles rippling in his forearms underneath the rolled-up sleeves of his white shirt.

he winked at her as he passed her the glass. by now, the sun had fully dipped below the horizon, and if one craned their neck up, they would be able to see a glimmering landscape of stars, uninterrupted by the muted lights on the boat.

lando came to stand behind her, his hands resting on her waist, protectively holding her body to his.

"so, be honest, this just made your trip a whole lot better, didn't it?"

despite herself, she laughed, relaxing into his touch. "yeah, it really did. thank you, lando."

"wait," he started, hand moving to her chin. "my job isn't quite done yet."

"what are you-"

she didn't get a chance to finish as the barman touched his lips to hers. they were soft. way softer than any barman's lips should be, well taken care of like the rest of the brit in front of her. she fell, no, tumbled into the kiss, feeling herself falling faster with every second that they spent lip-locked.

and she knew that there was no way that barman wasn't coming home with her. who needs return flights anyways? maybe she could just stay in ibiza and snog him for the rest of her her working life.

for now, though, she'd just settle with getting him into her hotel room.