#issac f

[ggblasts]

hey gossip girl; do you think it's weird that waverly is dating paxton and skylar is dating issac? do you think either relationship is going to last?

No, I think they all deserve each other to be honest. They all cheated and cheaters deserve cheaters. @waverlyxbroder @paxtonxxwalker @skylarscottxox @issacfuentes

[pimosworld]

Bad days

Pairing- Steven grant x f!reader, hints of Marc and Jake x f!reader.

Summary- You help Steven relax and cure his bad day.

CW-18+,MDNI,NSFW, porn with a little plot, angst, fluff, Steven being unsure at first, oral m receiving, cum eating, slight sub Steven,Dom reader, Marc and Jake being teases and helpful because it’s them.

WK-2.4k

A/N- Making Steven feel good is like candy to me so I hope you enjoy this.

Not beta read

[Moon Knight Masterlist][Main Masterlist]

You set the groceries down to knock on the door to Stevens flat. You don’t hear any movement on the other side of the door for a few brief moments. You know Steven wasn’t always punctual but he never missed an opportunity for you to cook him dinner. 

It was a little nerve wracking at first taking over his job in the gift shop. He was promoted to tour guide at the museum but Donna insisted he train his replacement. 

Marc was annoyed in the beginning. How hard could it be to work in a gift shop? He knew Steven had been waiting for so long to be a tour guide and told him in so many words to tell Donna to shove off. Until you walked in.

  For once in his life Steven didn’t bumble his way through an introduction. You loved the way he cared so deeply for the regular patrons and cataloged all the items  in the gift shop. 

  He gave you a taweret plushie on your last day of training and couldn’t contain his excitement when you wrapped your arms around him as a thank you. 

  Ask her now

  It wasn’t often Jake made an appearance, but since you’ve come into the picture he was making himself more and more known. 

  He’s right, ask her

  It was a problem for Steven when Marc and Jake were getting along. He has yet to make his condition known to you, but he’s noticed you smirking when he’s talking out loud or having a stern conversation with his reflection in the glass of the gift shop. 

  “I was wondering if maybe…you’d like to go to dinner with me sometime?” 

  You said yes before he could even get the words out. 

  That was a few months ago. 

  ****

  Steven noticed you at the end of the hallway as the doors to the lift opened. 

  I told you to just give her a key hermano 

  Steven didn’t want to just hand you a key like Marc or Jake would. He wanted it to be special…he already had it made, he just needed an opportunity to present it to you. He’s been so busy with his promotion he’s barely had time for you. 

  You offered to cook him dinner and he couldn’t even bother to be on time for that. 

  He looks so tired, even from where you’re standing. You can tell he’s had a rough day and you’re determined to make it better. It’s not often the boys let you spoil them, always so concerned with your needs. 

  Steven had needs too…he just needed a gentle reminder. 

  ****

  “I’m sorry I’m so late, Love.” He pecks your lips as he drops some scrolls to the ground to fish out his keys. 

  “It’s okay Steven, I haven't been waiting long.” You bend over to pick up the groceries as he drops his keys. 

  “Oh bollocks, can’t even open my own door.” You try to grab his shoulder as he picks them up from the floor. He mutters something under his breath about being clumsy and your certain Marc or Jake aren’t helping. 

  “Steven, honey.” You wrap your arms around him as you slowly grab the keys. “Let me help you.” 

  Steven wants to protest but your hands are like magic covering his. He has to pinch himself everyday to remind himself he’s not dreaming, when it comes to you. Marc and Jake may give him a hard time but he never lets them forget that you were interested in him first. 

  He sighs into your touch as you slowly open the door. “You’re too good to me, you know that.” He scoops the groceries in one arm and the scrolls in the other. 

  “There’s no such thing as too good.” Your lips curve into a smile before you lean in and kiss him and he nearly drops everything in his arms. 

  “Why don’t you set that stuff down and get comfortable.” 

  He goes to protest but you place your finger on his lips. “Go wash off this awful day, change into something comfortable and relax.” You kiss him again a little deeper and longer, you can feel him sigh into it as you start to pull away. “I’m not taking no for an answer.” 

  I would do what she says if I were you. 

  He pinches himself before he heads off to the bathroom.

  ****

  Steven notes the delicious smell wafting through the flat as he pulls on his favorite jumper and sweatpants. Although he knows whenever he comments on how good it smells you always tell him it’s just garlic and onions. 

  You’re a picture of domestic perfection as you finish putting something in the oven. You wipe your hands on the small towel as you look up and smile at him. 

  His feet are rooted to the spot in the living room as you make your way towards him,you look like you want to devour more than just the food. The urge to look over his shoulder and make sure he’s the one you’re looking at is strong. 

  Your soft hand gently grabs his wrist as you pull him toward the couch. Perhaps Marc or Jake took control of his legs because he certainly doesn’t remember how he swiftly ended up seated with you on your knees in front of him. 

  The words are leaving your mouth but he can’t hear anything over the buzzing in his ears as you rub your hands up and down his legs. 

  “What did you say love?” You smirk and lean up, pulling his face to yours as your soft lips meet his. He could stay like this, just kissing you as he melts into the couch. The stress of the day pouring off him like the rain outside. 

  “I said…did you have a bad day?” You trail kisses along his jaw and nip at his earlobe as you wait for his answer. 

  “Yes.” It comes out as a confession, like he’s ashamed to admit that he has bad days doing his dream job.

  Your warm hands roam under his sweater along his chest and trail down as you hook your fingers in his waistband. His breathing is coming in too fast and he tries to calm himself down as your body brushes against the obvious tent in his sweats.

  “Do you want me to make it better?” It’s a whisper in his ear that he hears loud and clear as your hands wait for permission.

  Say yes Steven

Say yes Steven

  It must’ve been too long, because his head mates urge him to answer you before you change your mind. As if you ever would. 

  “Yes…please.” You chuckle at his rushed out response as if you can read his mind and know exactly what they’re saying. 

  It drives him a little bit wild that you’re giving him this attention. He was always a little more reserved than Marc and not as bold as Jake. He’s never been treated like this. The sole purpose of someone’s desires. 

  You tug a little on his pants and bite your lip. He lifts his hips to help you as you pull them down just enough to pool at his feet. He’s achingly hard as your hand reaches out to pump him a few times. 

  He bites down on his tongue to keep from coming at the first touch of you. It’s only been a few days and he’s already so desperate for anything you’ll give him. 

  The genuine look of enjoyment on your face as you stare at it like it’s an appetizer to a four course meal is something he’ll have to frame in his mind. 

  The feel of your hand is quickly replaced with your mouth as you slide down the length of him, your plush lips wrapped around his cock as you hum in approval. Finally provided the relief you both wanted. 

  He chokes back a moan as your tongue slides back up, slowly twirling around the tip. A drop of precum trails down the side and you tilt your head licking it up like an ice cream cone. Not wanting to waste a drop. 

  Fuck

  Your hands are on his legs again as you rub them in time with your head as you bob up and down, moaning around his cock sending chills up his spine. 

  You loved watching Steven let go. It was exhilarating that you could make someone come undone. The  dark look in his eyes is almost similar to Marc’s but you know by the noises coming from him and the way his hands grip the couch it’s your sweet Steven. 

  Put your hand on the back of her head

  “What?” He rasps out above you. 

  You come off with a pop and take in his unruly curls as the sweat forms on his furrowed brow. 

  “I didn’t say anything honey.” He stares blankly at you for a moment before he realizes he must’ve spoke out loud. 

  Idiota

  “Sorry love, you can keep going…if you want to—

  His rambling is cut short as you take him into your mouth again, not wasting a moment as your lips slide all the way down his cock. Your nose brushes the curls at the base and you gag a little. 

  “Sorry love…” Steven begins to apologize but you don’t seem to be stopping. 

  Listen to me and don’t say anything 

  Perhaps he should just listen to Marc, he’s never…well maybe not never, but he’s rarely led him astray. 

  Put your hand on the back of her head and Gently…go with her movements. 

  You glance up at Steven who nods his head as he places his hand on the back of yours. He’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes like he’s asking for permission to do what you’ve been wanting this whole time. Enjoy it. 

  You hollow out your cheeks and pull him in deeper as he audibly moans a little louder. His nails scratch lightly at your scalp as he pushes you down a little further. His bold movements turn you on even more than you were before. You breathe through your nose and push past the burning in your lungs to stay on the edge of his pleasure for a little longer. 

  “You’re perfect, you know that?” He mostly says it to himself as you whine your response because you can't really answer at the moment. Not verbally at least. 

  You know you probably look a mess as your mascara runs down your cheeks and the drool pools outside your mouth as he takes what he wants. Except he’s looking at you like you hung the moon as his free hand swipes a stray tear from the corner of your eye. 

  It feels like he’s in the duwat again the way he’s floating between this reality and the next. He struggles to keep his eyes on you as he throws his head back against the couch finally relinquishing all control he had over his emotions. 

  The sounds of your mouth and the muttering of praises are all he can focus on as the familiar feeling starts to creep up his back and infiltrate his brain. 

  You can feel his legs tense beneath your hands as the grip in your hair tightens instinctually. 

  “I’m…im close love, you don’t have to.” 

  Cállate y déjale

  “It’s okay Steven, you can let go.” You half pant out as you resume before he can protest. 

  You place your hand on top of his and urge him on as he curses under his breath. His hips stutter slightly as he feels himself let go, spilling hot ropes of come into your mouth. You don’t let up as you swallow every drop until he’s boneless beneath you. His cock twitches slightly as you come off, slowly catching your breath. His hand drops to the couch with a thud as you raise up next to him and brush his curls out of his face. 

  The redness on his neck dissipates with every breath that he takes in. He may have been close to passing out if you hadn’t stopped soon. 

  “That was…incredible.” He half whispers to himself and you chuckle into his neck as you place soft kisses to his sweaty skin. 

  “I’m glad I could help.” 

  The timer on the oven beeps bringing your attention back to the dinner you started when you told him to relax. 

  “Ooohh, the lasagna is done.I hope you’re hungry.” You bounce up off the couch as he stands and pulls his sweats back on. 

  He feels like he ran a marathon and food sounds delightful at the moment. 

  “You made my favorite?” It’s said as more of a question than a statement as he watches you move around his kitchen like you’ve been here all your life. 

  “I made two actually.” You cut into one and place a serving on each of your plates. “Vegan and meat sauce. I’ll mark them for you so you know which is which.” 

  I love her 

Ella es perfecta

  You lick the sauce off your finger and he’s brought back to what you just did for him on the couch. 

  “I have something for you love.” Steven heads to the room briefly and digs through his jacket pocket before he finds it. 

  He sheepishly returns to the kitchen island where you’re digging into your smaller portion of lasagna. He’s trying  to rid his head of these thoughts for a second as you make the same noises from before as you savor your food. 

  His hand shakily slides the key towards you and you set your fork down to pick it up. The beautiful brass key looks so big in your delicate hands. 

  “Is this my prize?” You ask with a mischievous glint in your eye. 

  Smooth

  “Oh no…I’ve been meaning to give it to you for a while. I didn’t plan it this way…it was supposed to be special and well…”

  “Shhh. Steven, relax, I'm just joking.” He eases a little at your words, knowing you’re just teasing him. You and Jake had that down better than he or Marc ever could. “I love it honey, thank you for trusting me with this.” 

  You lean in and place a kiss to his cheek, shorter than he would care for. He never wants you to stop touching him if he could help it. 

  “Eat up, before it gets cold.” 

  Before I take the body and eat my own

No me parece 

  He eats while they bicker, not wanting to waste another precious moment with you. 

  ****

  Your phone buzzes in your pocket as you stare out the window of the bus on the way home from work. 

  Steven: where are you love?

      On the bus I just left work, how was your day?

  Steven: It was quite dreadful 

           I’ll be home soon to make it better 

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[everyday-is-uncle-day]

If you are having a breakdown in the boot room (designed safe place) then Roy Kent will be there and be very tender with you.

Whatever you need.

[roseillith]

TRUCK TURNER (1974) dir. JONATHAN KAPLAN

[maovovich]

[capsules-rot-box]

as much as i thrive on the idea of my f/o(s) taking care of me just IMAGINE taking care of them instead

helping them bathe after a particularly hard day, indulging them in simple love and affections, cooking for them, helping them change - the possibilities are endless

and you KNOW they would feel so insanely grateful over you doting on them, the idea that you still love them and are willing to take care of them even when they can’t

oh they are going to be thinking about it for a long time - and it’ll make their cheeks warm and their heart flutter just that extra bit more every time they do

[whoisinmyhousehelp]

welp

[supernaturalgirl20]

Threesome

Pairings: Frankie Morales x reader x Santiago

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, anal, double penetration, oral (female receiving), cursing.

Your body shuddered as Frankie ran his rough hands up along your legs and thighs until they brushed softly against your wet cunt. You gasped, back arching as he separated your wet folds with his fingers, running his tongue along your slit. His eyes - now blown wide and almost black from lust - are staring up at you, watching as you fall apart for him.

A groan slips from Santi’s lips and you can feel him hard behind you as he grinds his hips into your ass. He wraps an arm around you while the other moves to grab at your breast, pinching your nipple between his forefinger and thumb. “Oh fuck,” you gasp as you come hard on Frankie’s tongue.

Santi’s lips kiss along your neck, Frankie’s along your thigh and over your stomach. Their hands roam the expanse of your skin and the sensation alone has that heat building in the pit of your stomach again. Fuck this was a fever dream. It had to be, but it was one you didn’t want to wake from.

“You ready mi amor?” Frankie whispers as he kisses you softly on the lips. “Ye…yes…I’m ready.”

Frankie’s gaze shifts from you to Santi and he nods at his friend. “You know the deal. Only I can fuck her pussy.”

“Fine by me, amigo. Once I can get a taste of her after?” Frankie nods his head as he lifts you up, Santi shifting behind you. You're sitting in Frankie’s lap, his hard cock resting against your stomach as his mouth devours you. “Fish, you gotta share man.”

A growl emanates from deep within his chest as he holds you tight, flipping you over so he’s on his back with you straddling him. His big hands rest on your thighs as you line him up and sink onto him. “Oh fuck….Frankie..” You begin to rock your hips over him and he groans loudly, lewdly , pushing his head back into the pillows. Santi moves behind you, rubbing his cock along your puckered hole and you stiffen.

Frankie squeezes your breast in his big hand drawing your attention down to him. “Just breathe, baby. Relax and let him in.”

You take a breath, and then another. Slowly, so very slowly, Santi eases himself inside you, your muscles relaxing with each breath. “Oh fuck,” you whimper, the feeling of both men inside you completely overwhelming. “Oh fuck,” you gasp.

It’s too much. You feel so full and they’re so big. They give you a minute. A breather before they completely wreck you. Santi begins to move. Fucking you in slow, deep thrusts, never quite pulling out all the way before thrusting back in.

Beneath you, Frankie doesn’t move. He doesn’t have too because with the motion of Santi fucking you from behind, Frankie’s cock is hitting that sweet spot. “Mierda! So fucking tight. You look so pretty like this. Taking us both like we were made for you,” Santi grunts out.

“She’s perfect, aren’t you baby? My pretty little girl.” Frankie grunts out with a shudders breath. His hands grip your hips tighter and he moves ever so slightly to take a nipple into his mouth. Biting it between his teeth.

“Frankie…oh god, fuck…don’t stop.”

“Don’t intend to, pretty girl. Wanna see you fall apart and then I’m gonna let Santi have a taste. Let him see why I love eating your pussy. You want that?” You nod your head frantically, desperate for release.

Santi snakes an arm around your hips to stroke your clit, over and over until you can feel all three of you cascading to that inevitable end. He bites into your shoulder and that feeling inside, that heat building in the pit of your stomach intensifies as your vision begins to blur.

“That’s it mi amor. Let go. I can feel you. You're so fucking close.” Frankie isn’t far behind you and he starts thrusting his hips upward, giving you that extra friction. You come with a cry and it feels like someone has ripped your soul in half and then put it back together.

Santi shudders between your thighs, filling you with hot spurts and then he’s gone. You don’t get time to mourn the loss of him as Frankie grips your hips tight and flips you onto your back. He pounds into you, driving you into the bed. “Mierda! Take it baby. Take it all. Wanna…wanna fill you up. Wanna see you round with my baby…fuck…so fucking tight….oh god.” Frankie comes hard spilling inside you before slumping on top of you.

In that moment, the only sound that fills the room is your ragged breathing. Then Santi is pushing Frankie off you and positioning himself between your spread thighs. Without warning he dives right in, licking and sucking, drinking down your combined juices until your seeing stars.

“Fuck Fish, no wonder you love it so much. Fucking Devine. Sweetest things I ever tasted.” Santi rasps as he pulls away, dropping down beside you in the bed. Frankie is behind you, turning you onto your side and sliding his arm across your hip. His teeth graze your ear, “rest now mi amor. We got you.”

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[foxynez]

BuzzFeed Celebrities morphed together

[ggblasts]

Spotted: The next round of arrivals for my bonfire! Pope looking like he's just ready to not be here. Everleigh looking like a fitness influencer. Dean looking like he's too stoned to function. Luna looking adorable in her simple outfit. Issac looking like he's ready to leave the past in the past and good for him. Stella looking like a clone of her bio mom and I love it. Zoya looking like she's got a secret to hide. Esme looking efortlessly gorgeous. Tony looking like he's just ready to leave and go back to his private space with a certain someone. Brandon looking like a bum boyfriend. Carmen looking like she's ready to fight anyone who disagrees with her. Adrianna looking like she's going to play the innocent, broken best friend wherever she goes. JJ looking like he's probably the reason Dean is stoned. Lottie looking like an actual human and not a socialite in her outfit. Sarah looking like she's not too happy that her past and present are both here.

Keep the looks coming!

XOXO, Gossip Girl

@pope--heyward @everleighsmith @iamdeanadler @iamlunala @issacfuentes @stellaxwallace @zoyaxlott @tfesmereldaortiz @tonyxsalazarx @brandonadamsx @carmenxrivera @hiadriannabarnes @charlottexscott @hisarahcameron

[pimosworld]

Unrequited

adjective; (of a feeling, especially love) not returned or rewarded.

Pairing -Santiago Garcia x f!reader x Francisco Morales

Series Summary- Francisco was always afraid of settling down. He left Santiago to pick up the pieces after Colombia and now someone else is taking his place. Now he must cope with repairing the past without disrupting his future.

CW-18+,NSFW,MDNI, Angst, hurt/comfort, lovers to enemies to friends, friends to lovers, PTSD, mentions of addiction, therapy,canon typical violence,depression, anxiety, smut, m/m, m/m/f, eventual poly relationship, alcohol consumption,infidelity,unprotected piv,oral f receiving, oral m receiving, marriage proposal(s)

A/N- Based on this drabble, I can’t get enough of Santi and Frankie but I’ve always wanted to explore how Frankie would be the one who couldn’t commit or settle down after the events in Colombia.

Series Masterlist

Chapter I-Lovesick

Chapter II-Pining

Chapter III-Yearning

[havinganfois]

Imagine your f/o changing the name on the water bottle to be yours.

Your rich f/o buying out Big Water just to add your uncommon name to the roster.

Your magic f/o going *woosh* and changing it immediately.

Your artistic/engineer f/o reprinting or redrawing a new plastic cover and with your name.

[roseillith]

TRUCK TURNER (1974) dir. JONATHAN KAPLAN

[kitkatwinchester]

Oh wait I get it now.

And the alternative is actually almost worse??

Stiles stop pushing Scott away because you think you're holding him back or weighing him down or whatever is going through that dumb brain of yours because you got taken and beaten up and couldn't save your dad.

I get it. I totally get the guilt complex. I understand. Believe me. (Huh...yeah I definitely have a thing for characters with a major guilt complex lol.)

But baby NO. He NEEDS you. Scott would be DEAD already if you weren't around, and you know it. You don't make things worse. You make them a million times better.

Scott would be literally nowhere without you. You always have the plans, and the jokes, and the knowledge, and everything in between. Your guys' teamwork is what's allowed so many of your plans to work at all--because you two can read each other like a book, and you always have each other's backs, and you bring out the best in each other.

So stop it, Stiles. You're amazing, and Scott loves you, and your dad loves you and literally just said that you're a freaking hero because you ARE, baby.

Gosh darnat, give yourself the credit where the credit is due!!

There ya go, baby. That's better. Thank you.

[infinitexmuses-archive]

@kitxkatrp asked: ❛  i want to spank your hot ass for driving me so crazy.  ❜ Zack and Fisk 🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺.

"Oh? I didn't realize I did that to you, my apologies~" She seemed to be genuinely surprised for a moment, but then the teasing was quick to start. "However could I repay you for such a lack of attention? Would you like to actually offer a nice smack as punishment?"