#jolly headcannons

[mandowifey]

she/her

hobbies:drawing somtimes ,making bracelets and thinking about dick loudly in silence

EEBY DEEBY

Since you dm'ed me, I know its you @ethanhoewke . You're lucky I like you 😏

I assign you; Jolly the Space Pimp

Notes: This is SFW but does contain strong language, alcohol, and drug consumption, allusions to sex work, and mentions of other naughty things. This has not been proofed.

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The smell of smoke and body odor permeated the air. Too many bodies trying to squeeze along the narrow walkways between locations, suffocating you as you fought to head in the opposite direction. When a friend of yours mentioned Alpha being compact and teeming with traffic, you hadn't quite imagined this.

"Watch where you're going!"

"Hey!"

"My tail!"

The number of times you had hastily muttered an apology made you realize there were only so many ways to say 'my bad'. Still, you pressed, determined to get to the address that had been sloppily scrawled across a piece of paper. Clutching it in your right hand, you shoulder through an alien shaped like a giant blue pear and receive a string of foreign curses in retaliation.

A bright pink neon sign that reads 'Glam Club' tells you that you've made it. Here, the space is wider with more room to breathe. You glance around, taking note of the lovely women trying to coerce patrons inside. The bouncers standing broad and intimidating at the entryway caught your lingering stare.

"Heya sport! Lookin' for somethin' particular?"

The voice made you jump and yelp, your head on a swivel as you twirled.

Standing before you was a flamboyantly dressed man wearing a cowboy hat and mixed clothing that looked thrifted. If it weren't for the neon implanted along the lapels of the jacket, you would've taken notice of his other equally confusing attire. You blink, concluding that this man was a human facsimile of a peacock.

"I'm actually here for a job."

His lips twitch before he blatantly looks you up and down, his brows lifting. The garishly clad man smiles again, flashing charmingly uneven teeth.

"Well, why don't you come with me and we'll talk more about that? I'm the owner of this fine little establishment. You can call me Jolly."

Jolly spoke with the tone of someone who knew they had your ear. Before you could utter a single syllable you felt an arm behind your back and a hand touch your ribs just below your breast. Your mouth hung open as Jolly led you along.

The Glam Club's exterior made you believe the inside would match; grimy and industrial with ample flashing neon signs. You were surprised as you transitioned through the strings of beads in the doorway. From the two minutes you had known Jolly, you understood the luxurious decorations. Beautifully strung curtains, a chandelier with dazzling gems, and a well-polished floor void of any scuff marks.

Jolly could see your surprise and he mirrors your expression, his beryl orbs gleaming with pride. "You weren't expecting that, were yah kid?"

When his voice lilted, you blushed and inclined your head. "No, from what my friend told me, they didn't mention the interior being like a grand hall." That pulled a sharp laugh from the other man, and he bounced on his feet as the two of you moved to the couch and sat.

"Alright, I figure we can jump right into the audition. Show me what you got." He clapped his hands and leaned back with his knees stretched apart. The grin on his face stretched wider as he realized how red you were turning. "You need music? I can turn on music, do you like pop? Synth?" He began to prattle off different genres so fast your head spun.

"No-!" It came out harder and louder than you intended. Your eyes had been drawn to the comfortable space of his lap and knew exactly why he thought you had shown up. "What I mean is, I'm not here for that kind of position." Jolly's face dropped, and he let out an incredulous laugh, he didn't like being caught off guard.

You open your bag and produce a holo-pad that had your resume and information on it. Jolly took it when you offered and frowned as he thumbed along. "Musician?" He chirped and chuckled. "With looks like yours? Are you pulling my leg?" He broke into another wide grin before returning the tablet to you.

Cheeks bright red, you feel heat in your ears and nod at his question. "Yep! I can show you, if you'd like?" Your eyes drift to the grand piano and then back towards the club owner.

Jolly motioned with his hand, granting your wish.

Quickly, you stand and hurry to sit down. Once comfortable, you touch a couple of keys to produce test notes before you begin to play. It came naturally to you, understanding rythym and how to form a melody. Your fingers fly along the board, nimbly working the song and even humming in the back of your throat.

The man behind you laughs raucously and claps his large hands together, delighted. "Woowee kiddo! That's incredible!" He stood and crossed the room to you. "Beautiful and talented. What a lucky man I am." His voice dropped to a sultry purr.

Jolly leans against the piano in your line of sight and smiles again. You were red from top to bottom, and he was drinking you in. "I can start you off on the piano, but I think you should keep your options open." He drummed his fingers along the top and looks at you again, smiling. "How does that sound?"

When you arrived on Alpha, there hadn't been as much opportunity as you hoped for. This was your one chance to make things work, and even though you felt this man wanted to devour every inch of your body, you needed the job. Your hand moves from the piano and gently takes his, squeezing tightly as he grins impishly down at you.

"Good choice."

[flowery-mess]

Just a dad Noah thought...

I think I sent this once to @starsomens as an ask, but I can't stop thinking about it lol

Imagine having a baby boy with Noah, after some time he starts going to shows with you with his big noise canceling headphones on. Everything is cute, Bryan takes cute family pictures for you, little waves from the baby to fans, until... he becomes a toddler and wants to be just like his dad.

Wears those fake tattoo sleeves, matching outfits, makes up words for BO song, until one day.

You and Noah are chilling in the living room, little Sebastian toddler comes in, in his black outfit with those tattoos on and wants to pretend that he's Noah at a show, so you and Noah are pretending to be fans, laughing and all that, until this little human you two created screams "THIS IS DETHRONE YOU FUCKS" into your faces and then takes off to his room with evil laugh, because he knows what he just said.

You and Noah just turn to each other, not sure if you should laugh or not and eventually you do.

And I'm pretty sure if you tell that to the rest BO crew they will demand performance from your little human every time they see him and because they are the 'funny uncles' they will let him say curse words when you and Noah aren't in the room. And he loves that.

[artificialbreezy]

What are your thoughts on face sitting? 👀

oh baby i have THOUGHTS and im not sure who you care to hear about so you get them AAALLLL (Matt included 👀)

NSFW under the cut ◡̈

Noah is a munch right? we know this. but i definitely feel like he reserves face sitting for when he’s feeling desperate. for when he’s been away for months and all he can think about is your pussy and drowning in it, and what better way than to be under you? hands roaming up to grip your boobs, scratching down your stomach just to reach your hips and pinch at them a little to trigger you to really ride his tongue. he just wants to make you feel good. he just wants you to be a babbling mess. he doesn’t care if that ends with him creaming his pants either.

Nicholas i feel like will do it if you want too. it’s not his go to way of eating you out. Nicholas really likes having his way with you and that’s just not the ideal way to do it. but if that’s what you REALLY want to do, he’s not ever gonna say no. He’s still gonna have his way. He’ll get you real close to the edge a couple times, just too stop all actions and look up at you. “what bunny? i’m just doing what you asked.” all smug and when you just whine, he’d nip at your clit just to get your attention. then MAYBE he’d let you cum.

Jolly is a hit or miss guy when it comes to eating you out in general I feel like. so if he gets in a mood where he just has to taste you. he’ll pull you into any nearest room, lift your skirt up (or pull your pants down) and immediately attack your cunt like it’s the last thing he’ll ever taste. he doesn’t care how you’re set up, where you are. he’ll just do it. Now, he’d 100% anytime he could get your head hanging off the bed just so he can shove his cock down your throat. but that’s a thought for another time.

Folio will straight up do whatever you want. he aims to please you. no matter what you want. and if it ends up with you soaking his face? he is SOLD. but bare in mind, just because he’ll do what you want doesn’t mean it’s that simple. Folio’s a tease. he’ll kitten lick your clit until you’re crying for him to do more. and he loves when you cry for him, just pushes him more into it. he’d definitely be the one to overstimulate you to the point of no return too. when i said if you soaks his face, that’s his end goal. he wants to feel you for the next week.

Matt CRAVES your pussy. so one day when you very shyly bring up to the man that you wanna sit on his face, he’s laying down on his couch before your sentence is over. “Cmon pretty baby, your throne is waiting.” he’d be super gentle and soft with you at first too. hands on your thighs, squeezing every once in a while. but when he starts to pick up pace and your moans start getting louder that’s all it takes for him to get desperate. you’re riding his tongue, occasionally leaning forward enough to rub over his strained cock which truly just causes Matt to moan into your pussy like a whore when he does finally cum in his pants. he’s really just happy he got to taste you, he’s not even the slightest bit embarrassed either. because to him? you’re a Goddess.

[thefallennightmare]

Request for Jolly x Female Reader. Jolly develops a crush on a member of one of the support bands over the course of tour. Could be vocalist or instrumentalist. Or both. The band and Bad Omens eventually collab for a song on the Concrete Jungle OST and Jolly helps co-write a song with reader for her band’s new album. So they end up spending a lot of time together. Take it where ever you want to. Can’t wait to read!

You were a solo artist opening up for Bad Omens for the fall tour.

When the tour first got announced, Jolly and Noah reached out to you about collaborating with Bad Omens on a future song. They loved the softness of your voice as you sang with passion.

You didn't have much experience with writing your own songs since you were just starting out so Jolly offered to help you with writing the collab song.

You met him at his and Noah's home studio, nervous as hell because with what they already told you they were looking for with the new song, you didn't know how'd they take to the lyrics you did right.

"I'm all for constructive criticism," you said while handing Jolly your notebook. "I'm still learning but this was what I thought would work best for the song."

Jolly and Noah read over it together, both of them sharing a look.

"It's good," Noah said first.

"But we can tweak some things if you're cool with it," Jolly smiled.

You returned it. "You two are some of the best. I couldn't have asked for better teachers.

For the next few weeks, you worked with Jolly mostly on tightening up your lyrics and when it came to recording your part, he made sure he was there outside the booth to watch you.

The two of you had become incredibly close over the few weeks, and it was clear how he felt about you but you were too nervous to reciprocate those feelings for fear of ruining this collaboration/future tour. If things didn't work out, it would make things incredibly awkward.

"Can we redo that verse?" You asked Jolly. "I feel like it could be better."

"Of course, Karaste," he smiled, saying his nickname for you.

It made your cheeks burn just as it did the first time he called you it. It was an accident, a slip of his Swedish tongue but you loved it so you told him it could stay.

It was a late night in the studio so Jolly offered to walk you to your car but neither of you was ready to end the night yet.

"It's sounding really good," he praised.

"Thank you," you blushed. "I know there's a lot of hype with this upcoming deluxe album so I want to make sure it's perfect."

Jolly ran a hand over his beard, thinking deeply about something.

"What are you doing Friday night?"

"Oh, do you want another recording session?" You questioned.

Now he rubbed the back of his neck. "I was thinking maybe dinner. Me and You."

"As a date?" You couldn't hide the smile and neither could Jolly.

"If you're worried about ruining the collab or tour if things go bad, don't. We both can be professionals."

You took a step closer to him. "I think we'll be fine if we take things slow."

Something sparkled in his dark eyes, his hands finding your hips. "We'll take things as slow as you want, karaste."

[kaliforniahigh]

you are jolly’s wife who he hasn’t seen in a few months since you live in sweden and your band has been on tour and y’all finally see each other.

yaayy, a Jolly request!!!!

I feel like in this one you're highschool sweethearts.

You went through every phase together, including the having a bad phase, and this one didn't pass.

You had a band with your friends from Sweden, and he had a band with his friends from the US.

It was a little chaotic to coordinate schedules, but you made it work.

Since you were touring in Europe, and Bad Omens had a few festivals there that you were performing at as well, it was the perfect opportunity to see each other.

But one night, Jolly called you and said they were having to cancel the dates due to Noah's mental health.

You completely understood. You saw first hand the pressure the young man went through.

But that meant you weren't seeing each other until you went to the US for the festivals you were performing there.

You called and facetimed each other, but after a while, that didnt suffice anymore.

So when you landed at the airport, looking anxiously for Jolly in the crowd, you spotted a sign that said "best wifey in the world" and you ran straight into his arms.

You were finally home.

[ciginatree]

I'm sorry If this is a weird one, if so ignore it.

But which member of BO and MIW is most likely to follow their partner around who just woke up in the middle of the night to get up to do something??

Not weird at all! This is something I would do lol

For BO I would probably say Jolly. The other guys value their sleep or sleep too heavy to notice that you’re up. But Jolly would follow you around like a little puppy just to see what you’re up to.

For MIW I’m torn, but I’d have to say Chris. He’d wake up with sleepy eyes and just start following you out of habit. He’s still half asleep with no idea what’s going on, thinking that you guys are supposed to be somewhere or something. It’d be adorable.

Tags: @abiomens @exitwoundsx @eternallytiredsinger @rumoured-whispers

[amelia-acero]

MASTERLIST

Hello, my name is Amelia, I’ve began to write again and below will be a masterlist of the stories I write. As time goes by I’ll continue adding more stories for different musicians. Please feel free to ask me anything through my asks. I hope you enjoy 😊

Noah Sebastian:

An Unexpected Surprise (Anya!OC x Noah)

At First Sight (Anya!OC x Noah)

Moments in Time (Anya!OC x Noah)

A Sorrowful Affair (Elizabeth!OC x Noah) (In Progress)

[sohannabarberaesque]

Applied as much to Yogi's Ark and the Jolly Rodger (the latter now recast as the Diver's Delight, flasghip vessel of Peter Potamus' Magic Divers, know):

[amelia-acero]

Ok, but like who would definitely be like this out everyone in Bad Omens, including the crew as well.

reader who wears a fake engagement ring so men don’t approach you, but character doesn’t notice it. not like it matters, since the two of you get into a semi heated argument at the bar + he suggests, half as a joke, why don’t yall just fuck it out and come to an agreement. you hold up your hand and say “im married!!!” and without a missing a beat, he tells you, “your husband must not love you if that’s the ring he got you.”

turns out, character is as rich as he is annoying (which is to say, very very very very much so) & it’s just your luck that your work forces you to be in close proximity to him. if he sees you lifting anything heavy, he’ll ask you with mock sympathy “does your husband know they have you doing manual labor?” (but even more annoying… he’ll carry the stuff for you 🤭)

and then one day you lose the ring and he notices immediately and you would have thought christmas came early. “trouble in paradise?” he’ll ask you, hoping to hear abt ur divorce.

“getting the ring cleaned.” you lie, and you can smell the disappointment coming off of him. he’ll ask the people close to you “so anyway what does her husband even do?” and one of your slow on the uptake coworkers/friends goes “[name]? she doesn’t have a husband……”

oh. well now character is going to have a blast next time he sees you.

[flowery-mess]

Short kinda jealous Noah thought

You and Noah have been seeing each other for a while, been on a few dates, been intimate with each other, but neither of you asked the other to be his partner, so it wasn't really official.

Noah left for few shows and you had a wedding to attend. He made sure to compliment on your dress and makeup when you send him 'outfit check'.

Then you posted video of you and your friends dancing to 'single ladies' by beyonce.

'And why the hell are you dancing to this song lady?' popped up on your phone a few minutes later. It was from Noah.

'I don't remember anyone asking me to be their girlfriend' the tease in you waking up after few drinks

'And no one is going to do it over the phone baby'

Before you had a chance to answer that, he sent another message.

'Next friday home date at my place? 7PM?'

And you bet that on friday he made sure you're HIS girlfriend and no one elses.

[artificialbreezy]

Hmmmm with noah or jolly

alright baby, you’re getting both (and i hope your day has gotten a lil better🫶🏻) and today we’re gonna talk about casual intimacy (and other stuff)

Noah who believes that even if he chooses to be private doesn’t mean he can’t show you off. if he’s not holding your hand in public or having you gripped onto his hoodie sleeve, he feels like he’s not doing a good job and keeping you safe. Noah makes sure that Bryan has photos of the two of you from tour, and ofc a photo gets posted once in a while. just as a reminder to the world you’re his. his love language is probably a mix of gift giving and words of affirmation right? he’s always giving you shit, even if it’s just a hoodie he just bought. he’s always telling you how good you did and how proud of you he is. he needs you to know he needs you just as much as he does. and i feel like a big big way he can show you he loves you and doing things for you. he’s not very big on showing emotions right? but ya know what he will do? write you a song. shower with you and wash your hair. paint your nails. brush your hair. help shave your legs (if you do). send you pictures of things he saw that made him think of you. bring you home your favorite snacks randomly. he’s a big softie, especially when it comes to his baby.

Jolly who isn’t afraid of standing in front of an arena sized room to scream he loves you. he’ll make posts on instagram for every anniversary, birthday, vacation, it doesn’t matter. anyway he can to show he is TAKEN. Jolly will share all his feelings, and he won’t hide them ever. he’s famous for just staring at you with those heart eyes bc he is just SO in love with you. when you’re not around? he’ll find a way to bring you up. he’ll show anyone around him his favorite picture of you. never ever uses your government name. only pet names, he straight up doesn’t care if he’s mad either. he never ever uses your name. buys you flowers weekly (has them delivered when he’s gone). weekly date nights (when he’s gone it’s dinner and facetime). he’ll stop whatever if you’re calling him, anything to hear your voice. he loves braiding your hair and when you braid his. he loves sneaking pictures of you sleeping bc you look so peaceful. in every thanks for rewards, albums whatever you’re the first one he thanks. you’re his emotional support human. if he cant take you, he has your perfume (and he totally buys your shampoo but doesn’t tell anyone), a shirt of yours and a lil stuffed animal so he can cuddle at night when he misses you extra. if he’s touring the states, he falls asleep on the phone with you every night. the guys definitely also text you when he’s being extra emo about missing you.

[thefallennightmare]

can i get a head cannon for jolly pls? like the day after he comes home from tour and you guys cuddle in bed all day or sit outside in a hammock and read together? you could totally give this a smutty twist too if you want👀

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SMUT BELOW THE BELT!

The soft breeze blew through the hammock, making both you and Jolly sway slightly.

It was a big enough hammock that both of you were able to lay in it together.

It was set up between two large oak trees in Jolly's backyard and you had a book perched on your lap while he was staring down at you, completely ignoring his book.

"What?" You asked, not taking your eyes off the words on the page.

Jolly didn't say anything.

Instead he began leaving feather like kisses along the exposed skin of your neck and you let out a long breath of a moan.

"Jolly, we cant fuck on the hammock. It's not strong enough for that," you giggled when his beard tickled your neck.

"We don't have to have sex, karaste. Just let me fill you up with my cock and we can take a nap."

The idea of cock warming made your stomach flip.

Glancing up at him, you marveled at how beautiful he looked with his long hair pulled back out of his face, those dark eyes watching you with adoration.

Peering over his shoulder, you noticed none of his roommates were outside and really couldn't see what was going on.

You also did have a blanket thrown over the two of you.

"Okay," you agreed with a wicked smirk.

He slipped your sweats and panties down just below your ass, giving it a quick smack, before tugging his cock out.

"Turn around," he patted your thigh with a gentle voice.

It took some maneuvering but you made it so you were laying in front of him and you let out a guttural moan when his cock slipped past your slick folds, filling you up completly.

"Sweet dreams, karaste," Jolly kissed the side of your head.

[ethanhoewke]

she/her

hobbies:drawing somtimes ,making bracelets and thinking about dick loudly in silence

EEBY DEEBY

Since you dm'ed me, I know its you @ethanhoewke . You're lucky I like you 😏

I assign you; Jolly the Space Pimp

Notes: This is SFW but does contain strong language, alcohol, and drug consumption, allusions to sex work, and mentions of other naughty things. This has not been proofed.

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The smell of smoke and body odor permeated the air. Too many bodies trying to squeeze along the narrow walkways between locations, suffocating you as you fought to head in the opposite direction. When a friend of yours mentioned Alpha being compact and teeming with traffic, you hadn't quite imagined this.

"Watch where you're going!"

"Hey!"

"My tail!"

The number of times you had hastily muttered an apology made you realize there were only so many ways to say 'my bad'. Still, you pressed, determined to get to the address that had been sloppily scrawled across a piece of paper. Clutching it in your right hand, you shoulder through an alien shaped like a giant blue pear and receive a string of foreign curses in retaliation.

A bright pink neon sign that reads 'Glam Club' tells you that you've made it. Here, the space is wider with more room to breathe. You glance around, taking note of the lovely women trying to coerce patrons inside. The bouncers standing broad and intimidating at the entryway caught your lingering stare.

"Heya sport! Lookin' for somethin' particular?"

The voice made you jump and yelp, your head on a swivel as you twirled.

Standing before you was a flamboyantly dressed man wearing a cowboy hat and mixed clothing that looked thrifted. If it weren't for the neon implanted along the lapels of the jacket, you would've taken notice of his other equally confusing attire. You blink, concluding that this man was a human facsimile of a peacock.

"I'm actually here for a job."

His lips twitch before he blatantly looks you up and down, his brows lifting. The garishly clad man smiles again, flashing charmingly uneven teeth.

"Well, why don't you come with me and we'll talk more about that? I'm the owner of this fine little establishment. You can call me Jolly."

Jolly spoke with the tone of someone who knew they had your ear. Before you could utter a single syllable you felt an arm behind your back and a hand touch your ribs just below your breast. Your mouth hung open as Jolly led you along.

The Glam Club's exterior made you believe the inside would match; grimy and industrial with ample flashing neon signs. You were surprised as you transitioned through the strings of beads in the doorway. From the two minutes you had known Jolly, you understood the luxurious decorations. Beautifully strung curtains, a chandelier with dazzling gems, and a well-polished floor void of any scuff marks.

Jolly could see your surprise and he mirrors your expression, his beryl orbs gleaming with pride. "You weren't expecting that, were yah kid?"

When his voice lilted, you blushed and inclined your head. "No, from what my friend told me, they didn't mention the interior being like a grand hall." That pulled a sharp laugh from the other man, and he bounced on his feet as the two of you moved to the couch and sat.

"Alright, I figure we can jump right into the audition. Show me what you got." He clapped his hands and leaned back with his knees stretched apart. The grin on his face stretched wider as he realized how red you were turning. "You need music? I can turn on music, do you like pop? Synth?" He began to prattle off different genres so fast your head spun.

"No-!" It came out harder and louder than you intended. Your eyes had been drawn to the comfortable space of his lap and knew exactly why he thought you had shown up. "What I mean is, I'm not here for that kind of position." Jolly's face dropped, and he let out an incredulous laugh, he didn't like being caught off guard.

You open your bag and produce a holo-pad that had your resume and information on it. Jolly took it when you offered and frowned as he thumbed along. "Musician?" He chirped and chuckled. "With looks like yours? Are you pulling my leg?" He broke into another wide grin before returning the tablet to you.

Cheeks bright red, you feel heat in your ears and nod at his question. "Yep! I can show you, if you'd like?" Your eyes drift to the grand piano and then back towards the club owner.

Jolly motioned with his hand, granting your wish.

Quickly, you stand and hurry to sit down. Once comfortable, you touch a couple of keys to produce test notes before you begin to play. It came naturally to you, understanding rythym and how to form a melody. Your fingers fly along the board, nimbly working the song and even humming in the back of your throat.

The man behind you laughs raucously and claps his large hands together, delighted. "Woowee kiddo! That's incredible!" He stood and crossed the room to you. "Beautiful and talented. What a lucky man I am." His voice dropped to a sultry purr.

Jolly leans against the piano in your line of sight and smiles again. You were red from top to bottom, and he was drinking you in. "I can start you off on the piano, but I think you should keep your options open." He drummed his fingers along the top and looks at you again, smiling. "How does that sound?"

When you arrived on Alpha, there hadn't been as much opportunity as you hoped for. This was your one chance to make things work, and even though you felt this man wanted to devour every inch of your body, you needed the job. Your hand moves from the piano and gently takes his, squeezing tightly as he grins impishly down at you.

"Good choice."

[kaliforniahigh]

Another jolly!!

His reaction to finally coming home from a long ass tour and seeing you for the first time.

I just feel like he would just wanna admire the hell out of you before dragging you off to catch up on some mega cuddles and sleep.

Like if you’ve waited up into the night to meet him at the airport and take him home, or to greet him at the door as he walks in. He’s just gonna wanna melt into you and not want to leave again.

this is so cuteeee

No matter what time he lands, you always pick him up at the airport.

Sometimes his flight is delayed, but you're already at the airport so you wait for him anyways.

You just hate the thought of him going home alone or calling an Uber.

And you don't mind, because that means you get to see him sooner.

The first hug is always the best, because he is just so tired and he just melts into you.

On the ride home, he rests his head on your shoulder as you drive, sometimes even dozing off for a few minutes.

You make him take a relaxing shower when you get home as you prepare him something to eat.

After that is just cuddles and sleep.

He holds you extra tight and extra close to him.

He's getting used to being back with you and having you for an unlimited amount of time.

Until he relaxes enough and sees that neither you nor him are going anywhere, he is with you 24/7 (you don't mind one bit)

[ciginatree]

What kind of men do you think MIW and BO are y'know Ass men, Tits, or even legs?

This is a tough one

BO

Noah: Ass

Jolly: Legs

Nicholas: Ass

Folio: Tits

MIW

Chris: Ass/legs (confirmed)

Ryan: Ass

Justin: Tits

Ricky: Ass?

Vinny: Tits

Tags: @abiomens @rumoured-whispers @exitwoundsx @tashka @Shilohrosechicken

[mischievous-mayhem-is-upon-you]

*coughs*

Noah, Nicky, and Jolly

being forced to take a strap that’s too big while they get off watching you cry and try to squirm away! shushing you and saying how pretty you look with tears streaming down your face, to just relax and keep taking it for them. forcing eye contact once they’ve bottomed out so they can watch your eyes glaze over and roll back from the feeling of being completely full, drooling all over yourself like a mutt in heat <3