#just SHUT THE FUCK UUUUP

[bbqhooligan]

men having smooth flat chests with no effort. ungrateful sluts

[monmouthcastle]

Drives me crazy when trolls say taylor's songs sound all the same

First of all--blatantly incorrect. Our Song to All to Well to Blank Space to Lover to Marjorie to Anti-Hero? Get fucking real

Second of all-- even if they did, she's one person lmfao. It makes sense for an artist to have a signature sound because that is their unique body of work. Most other artists do not receive this comment when their songs across several albums have the same sound.

[phykoha]

me when big youtuber says that DID isn't real and something thats for "kids who watch too much tiktok who start to think they're anime characters in real life"

[glacialswordsman-a]

they had been away from mondstadt for months now , at first it was just to heal , calm their mind , and give their self time to reflect over what had happened . they also wanted to give kaeya space , give him time to calm down and get his thoughts together - because they knew that if they didn't talking would probably get no where . they wanted a chance , a chance to talk and work this out , the last few months had been painful , oddly enough staying away from him had been far more painful than the burn that they had received .

and yet they still find anxiety clouding their mind as they stand in front of his apartment , they want to run but they don't . instead they take a deep breath and reach out to knock against the door before stepping back to wait .

they've gone over what they'll say a thousand times , a thousand different ways . about how they want to talk this out , how they want to fix this - remind kaeya it isn't his fault because they know that he's probably been blaming himself . things that they've written in letters only to end up throwing them away rather than sending them off to mondstadt for him to read .

all of that however is thrown out the window when they finally set their eyes on him again .

their kaeya .

❛❛ starshine ... gods i've missed you . ❜❜ they reach out for a moment , before hesitating -- pulling their arms back towards their self . would he even want them to touch him , to hug him ? this wasn't apart of the plan , to be overwhelmed with emotion . they were suppose to be smart about all of this ...

❛❛ can ... can i hug you ? - i know i should be saying we need to talk , which we do need to talk but ... i just really want to hug you . is that okay ? ❜❜

( i told you. you would be getting an ask )

Cold.

Empty.

Lonely.

These past few months were hollow, save those three distinct feelings, ever since he had lost both his lover and then his brother within the same week.

There had been nary a word from Ajax ever since he had left, save Lumine’s assurances that he was safe in Fontaine. He was relieved to hear that the ginger had retreated to a place where they knew they’d be kept safe and secure, where Lumine would still be able to visit them here and there…yet it also tore Kaeya’s heart apart.

He will always be grateful to Lumine for going between them to check on them, but he knew very well that she was wearing herself ragged. It wasn’t fair to her, nor was it fair to Ajax. This was all Kaeya’s fault, after all, and yet they were the ones paying the price. Diluc, too, was paying the price.

Guilt devoured and swallowed Kaeya whole after all the events transpired, leaving him a man bereft of warmth, familiarity, comfort—of love. That from his brother, and that—or something akin to that—from Ajax. And yet, he made no move to reach for that which he yearned for again.

No, in fact, he kept to himself. Forced himself to put those masks back on, just as he learned to do when Diluc first left Mondstadt after that fateful night. It was a repeat of Kaeya’s mistakes, where he was unable to be honest until the very last second – until the worst possible moment. The only difference is that he wasn’t burned this time, unlike Ajax. Diluc kept his promise to not harm a hair on Kaeya's head again, whereas Kaeya couldn’t even divulge even a sliver of truth until it was too late.

How strange that every time Kaeya loses someone, it storms.

The Cavalry Captain was certain that neither of them wanted to see him again, anyway. Why would they? Ajax never wrote to him, and nor did Diluc (at least not directly). The pain he felt when Adelinde gave him his—once again—estranged brother’s regards was immense, and had left him frigid ever since. The temperature around his immediate self remained low, while his skin felt like that of a corpse.

Absolutely freezing.

The fact that neither of them wrote to him directly told him everything he needed to know: he’s no longer wanted. No longer worthy of their warmth.

There was an obvious pain that lingered in his eye more than ever before, if people were able to catch a glimpse of it. Otherwise, it was as though nothing was different. Or perhaps a better comparison is that it was as though everything was back the way it was since Diluc’s 18th birthday, only a touch worse. His mask of charming aloofness returned tenfold, those disarming smiles much broader, his teeth glinting a little more dangerously past curled lips. He still got his work done, was always exceptional when it came to bartering information from others through will or through force. But there was an edge, every time he tried to pull something out of someone. Every time he turned in his work to Jean.

And along with that edge came debilitating loneliness from the separation of two of the people he held closest to his heart. Whenever he finished his job for the day, he’d immediately return home and isolate himself for the rest of the evening. He never took the chance to leave the city again after the night Adelinde waited for him in his home.

Thus, here he was now, curled within his bed as his room was completely iced over, icicles hanging from his windowsill and ceiling (which he never found it in himself to properly remove), the glass panes frosted, his wooden furniture beginning to crack from the sheer cold. Every night it was like this, and tonight was no different.

Or so he thought.

Hearing the knocks, he blinked his eye open and slowly lifted his head from his fetal position, his gaze glancing towards his bedroom door. The knocking is coming from the entryway. Perhaps it’s Rosaria coming to check on him, or something. Again.

With a slow, heavy sigh through his nose, he was tempted to ignore the knocking outright, yet if it is Rosaria, she’d more than likely harass him after waiting outside too long, and he didn’t want to deal with her potential scolding. Unfurling his body, he sluggishly and reluctantly sat up before standing, the cold following him by leaving icy steps along the path he walked while small snowflakes drifted from his own person.

Rosaria was really the only one Kaeya allowed himself to simply be raw around now, and so when he opened his front door, he didn’t put on a mask and simply had an expression of mild irritation and shame. He hates being looked out after like this, as though he’s a pathetic animal, or as though he's danger to himself. “Rosie, please, wouldn’t this be the third time this week—?”

He paused, as his gaze finally lifted to meet deep, oceanic eyes littered with ripples and stars. His breath left him completely at the sight of Ajax—at the sound of their voice.

‘Starshine…’

What was once on his countenance had been completely wiped away, and instead replaced by shock, incredulity, as well as apprehension.

“… Childe?” he inquired, his voice oh so quiet and fragile. Kaeya’s heart squeezed much too tightly for his liking when the ginger asked to hug him, waiting patiently despite the yearning laced in their tone. Swallowing around the lump in his throat dryly, he’d glance around outside once to make sure there was no one else before motioning for the other to come into his apartment first.

Once inside, he shut the door with a gentle ‘click’, his gaze nervous as it returned towards Ajax. He wants to hug them, terribly so. He wants to feel them, hold them, take in their scent, bury himself into them and never surface again as long as it kept him with them.

But that’s only for people who deserve it. Not Kaeya.

“M—maybe we should go sit down instead. Um. Do you, want anything…? Some tea, or something? O-or a blanket?”

[mychlapci]

i should live in a dirt hole in a woods but then i bet i’d still end up living next to a badger that owns an electric drill and a hammer and has to mount 80 thousand shelves an hour

[sassy-bitch-since-2007]

Man I can't watch shit on TikTok this fandom is NOT IT.

You know you can ship both AleTyler and AleHeather yeah???? They can coexist. That's what AUs are for. They are both good ships. STOP BEING LITTLE BITCHES ABOUT IT. Is so fucking annoying man like holy shit I usually just shut up and ignore this but the hate for AleTyler is ridiculous. There's no tiktok comment section without someone complaining about it or flexing how AleHeather is so much better. My man. You make me HATE AleHeather by doing that. No cap. Stop it.

[spaghett-onaplate]

listening to the one hour audio clip i recorded last december of a conversation between my dad and i even though it will make me sad. as a treat

[latestdreamgirl]

i think the englehart run may be the worst f.f run so far in my chronological reading

[soup-mother]

Wish ppl would fucking shut up with the "if a place doesn't accept trans women/amab nonbinary ppl then it means they just see trans men/nb's as women!" like yea sometimes but also consider maybe some people actually just fucking hate trans women and will accept other trans ppl but not trans women? transmisogyny exists in trans spaces like fucking cmon. like the ppl saying that shit on the post I just reblogged when it's explicitly about how even other trans and queer ppl, who accept other trans and queer ppl, will still be transmisogynistic. stop fucking trying to make this about you holy fucking shit just shut uuuup. care about the people actually being fucking mistreated and not about how actually transmisogyny is bad because it disrespects you when you really think about it. just fucking shut uuuuup please for the love of fucking god.

"yea i know they called you a male socialised rapist but like can we talk about how that means they see me as a girl???? 😢"

Like i just really fuckin need people to understand that some places just genuinely do respect trans ppl other than trans women. like it's not actually some secret misgendering of you it's actually just transmisogyny!

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Before you go, baby | Dark!Ethan Landry x Afab!Reader

Part 2

Summary: You're going away for college, so before you go, Ethan has a gift for you

Cw: Kinda dark, smut, virginity loss, P in V sex, unprotected sex, creampie, excessive cumming, mentions of pregnancy, kind of manipulative Ethan(?, baby trapping, oral sex (fem receiving), tittie play and sucking

This was it, your time to go, your final chance to say goodbye before you left to college in 3 days, you had to say goodbye to everyone

Specifically your best friend Ethan, who would be the hardest to say goodbye to

"I have to go Ethan, this is my chance" you said happily but also with sadness in your heart

He looked at you through his lashes, hiding something in them

"Come over to my house" he said grabbing your hand.

"Hmmmm, okay, but for what?"

He suggestively nodded his head and you got his cue

"Ethan, you really wanna... Fuck me?"

He nodded his head, his hand going down to your hip

"As a last gift, before I lose my chance" He said bitting his lip

"But Ethan..." You whined and he went into your neck, nudging your jaw with his nose

"Come on, just one time and you can go babe, please?"

"But nothing will change between us right?" He shook his head "Fine, when can I go?"

"Right now, let's go" he said eagerly, you giggled and walked with him

...........................................................

Between kisses and cute words and whispers, you were tangled with Ethan on his bed

"I do need to tell you, I'm a virgin" you said pushing him away by his chest, that toned chest with his abs and strong arms

"That's okay, I'll be gentle with you baby"

His mouth went on exploring your neck and tits, sucking on them softly but still making you moan while looking into your eyes, a thing he loved to do

"Fuck baby, you got such cute tits" he said jiggling them, you giggled and looked away

"Shut uuuup" you whined

His giggles gave you 10 years more of life

His nose nudged down onto your legs, where he spread them, he was in awe of your pussy, so cute and pink

"Looks delicious, my next meal"

"You're so goofy" you said giggling

"Only for you"

He dived into your pussy, sucking your clit into his mouth, shaking his head while he did so, moaning into your pussy, his eyes rolling back

"Ethan, fuck!" You grabbed his curls, digging him deeper into your pussy

"You've never experienced this have you?" He said licking your pussy

You shook your head "N-no, feels so good"

He smiled before going back to eating you out

His hips kept rutting into his bed, trying to relieve his aching boner, he was so turned on from eating your pussy

"Fuck Ethan, fuck me please"

He kissed your mound, then your belly pudge, then between your boobs, then your chest and then your lips, deep and slow

"I need to fuck you so bad baby"

You should've known

"Fuck baby, need to feel your warmth" he said whimpering into your ear, rubbing his wet dick around your entrance

You should've known

"Yes, yes, fuck me please"

But you were so turned on, lost in the feeling

"Fuck, so warm and tight"

You were a virgin, of course you never used birth control, why?

"Fuck baby, keep sucking me in like that, fuck gonna fucking cum soon"

"Ethan, please!"

And he knew and took advantage of that

"Fuck you feel so good baby, so warm around me I'm gonna bust"

"Please fill me up"

And he knew you would back to him when you knew

"I'm so close baby, so so close, gonna cum inside you baby, gonna breed you baby"

And then you would be all his'

"Oh fuck baby, I'm cumming fuck I'm cumming so much baby, I've never cummed this much. It's fucking dripping out of you"

All his'

Some months later...

You dropped the pregnancy test on the floor, it was a positive

And you knew who the father was...

"Hello?"

"Ethan..." You sobbed "I'm pregnant..."

[bbqhooligan]

i be so fine lost in my Depression Caused Low Libido and then bam. wants and desires.

[timbitshockey]

a lot of sports journalism has made me upset or angry over the years but the only time a sports writer has truly pissed me off to the point where i remember what he said multiple times a year just to get angry about it all over again was that guy who said out of NOWHERE when asked about his favourite thing about sidney crosby that sid “isn’t a very funny guy on purpose or otherwise.” shut UP!!! SHUT UUUUP!!!!! THE MEANEST DRIVEBY OF ALL TIME JUST TO SET UP THE FACT THAT YOU THINK HIS MOUSTACHE IS SILLY? ooh i get fired up about this all the time. he IS funny on purpose AND otherwise. shut the FUCK up

[hemmingshouse]

you’re not my pizza pt 2 / chris sturniolo

summary: you and chris show each other that there’s more feelings than just hatred.

warnings: usage of petnames, fingering, making out, sex, sub!chris (sorta)

pt. 1

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a/n: HAPPY STURNIOLO FRIDAY MY DARLINGS! here’s part two my loves! thank you all so much for the love on the first part 🥹 hope you enjoy this one, mwah x

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“when did you put on lip gloss?”

his question caught you off guard, your head slowly turning to meet his curious gaze and raised eyebrows. you were so confused as to what chris meant until he reached his hand upwards to brush some pizza grease from your upper lip.

“oh!” you let out a loud laugh, “chris what the fuck,” you shook your head, “that’s fuckin’ pizza grease, bro.”

chris’s mouth dropped agape at your answer, hands letting go of the pepperoni slice as his eyes widened and a string of giggles fell from his mouth. “oh,” he nodded his head, “yeah well- i was like when the fuck did she even put on lipgloss because you weren’t wearing it when i tried to- when i tried to kiss you.”

the way he noticed small details about today made your heard race slightly, not expecting this come out at all when you let him into your apartment to explain himself.

you chuckled at his statement before putting the slice back into the carton pizza box, placing it onto the coffee table before looking back at chris. the way his unruly hair was messily laying on top of his head, his crystal blue eyes looking back at you with a hint of playfulness in them - he got you hooked for real.

there was no denying the fact that you always found chris extremely attractive (until he opened his mouth and spat snarky remarks your way) and now that he was chilling on your couch it had only downed on you way more. his dark grey oversized tracksuit cozily covered his body, white tank underneath and the thin chain around his neck caused your cheeks to heat up. chris had also caught onto you eyeing him up and down, a slight smirk dancing on his lips. “are you checking me out, ma?”

you gazed into his eyes as a breath left your mouth, “it’s the first time i can actually look at you without being scolded at - ‘m just enjoying the view.”

a loud laugh escaped chris as after he swallowed some of his pizza slice, chucking the crust back into the box. “it’s okay, i fuckin’ love the view too.”

“shut the fuck uuuup,” you whined with a breathy laugh, letting your hands cover your face when you felt your cheeks heat up at his complement. “i ain’t used to you talking to me like this, tone it down a bit.”

chris found himself grinning at your joking remark, leaning forward to grab your hands in his own and pull you forward slightly. “thank you for dinner,” he joked, raising your tangled hands to press a kiss onto the back of yours. “didn’t know you were such an amazing chef.”

you were quick to playfully roll your eyes at him, loving the way his thumbs were brushing the back of your hands. “there’s a whole lot of things you don’t know about me, chris,” you challenged, ticking your head to the side.

he clicked his tongue before he let his head fall back and stared at the ceiling with a shit eating grin on his lips, “good god, the things you do to me,,” chris muttered under his breath, tugging your hands to try and get you closer to him. “c’mon, come here, mamas.”

without any hesitation but a bit of insecurity, your knees dug themselves into the soft plush of your couch as you lowered your body to sit on chris’s lap - hands still intertwined. he looked at you and sent you a soft and warm smile, “there you go,” he spoke quietly, “you were so far away.”

you chuckled and felt how he untangled his fingers from yours as he freed one hand, reaching it upwards to brush his thumb across your lips once again. “hi,” he mumbled with a small grin, eyes scanning every inch of your beautiful face.

“hi,” you chuckled, brushing some wavy hair from his eyes before sitting up straight - trying to get rid of the aching feeling you got going on because of how tense your body was. chris let his hands rest on the small of your back to try and support your body slightly, pulling you closer to him.

“you alright?” he asked you as concern was clear in his voice, “tell me what you need.”

his words hit you like a truck, even if there wasn’t any sexual meaning behind it- yet. you let out a sigh and adjusted yourself on his lap, carefully arching your back to ease the heavy feeling. as you did so, chris’s eyes concentrated on your face - the scrunch of your nose and furrow of your eyebrows slightly worrying him.

“i’m okay,” you smiled softly, playing with the silver zipper of his zip up hoodie, “i just- i need you to try that kissing thing again, like- now.”

a smirk danced on his lips as his fingertips softly dug into your waist. he clicked his tongue as he felt how you leaned forward and tried to stop squirming around on his lap - much to his dislike. “ma,” chris mumbled, pushing your hips down onto him and letting your body slowly roll against his. “c’mere. now.”

you let out a breathy laugh at the needy tone in his voice as your hands found his jaw, cupping it as you let your lips brush against his in a teasing manner. he wasn’t buying your bullshit and grabbed the back of your neck to bring you in for a deeper kiss, his tongue quick to search for yours.

never in a million years you thought you’d be sitting on chris’s lap whilst hungrily making out with him, but it surely felt so comfortable as it was happening in this right exact moment. a whimper left your mouth as his hands found your ass, slowly guiding you to rock your hips once again.

“mhm,” he hummed, “that’s it baby, look at you.”

your fingers fiddled with the zipper of his hoodie, sliding it down his shoulders before helping chris get rid of the unnecessary piece of clothing. with a quick glance and a nod of approval from you, chris took off your oversized shirt and threw it somewhere beside you on the floor.

his thumbs ran along the white cotton of your bra as he let out a huff, shaking his head in disbelief. the way you were currently sitting on his lap without a shirt and in your extremely short pyjama shorts made him realise that this was all he could ever wish for.

“are you going to do someting or just stare at my tits while you’re daydreaming away?”

your voice caused him to laugh and sit up straight, tightly holding onto you as chris got off the couch and walked you two to what he guessed was your bedroom. placing you down onto your made bed caused you both to smile, chris’ hand trailing up your leg until he met the waistband of your flimsy shorts. curling his fingers around the elastic, he took them off as well as your matching white thong - hungry to touch you and make you feel so good.

“tonight’s all about you baby,” he told you sincerely as he started peppering light kisses onto your thigh, trailing upwards to your core. “let me show you how fuckin’ good i can be for you.”

“please,” you breathed, feeling how his fingers were working against your pussy, slowly dragging through your folds. “chris- my god-”

when he noticed how worked up he got you by just kissing you and rocking you onto his lap, he opened your legs a bit wider before slipping his middle finger into you. “fuck ma,” chris sighed contentedly, “you’re so wet for me, huh? i fuckin’ love that.”

your moans started to fill the bedroom as chris added another finger and started pumping them in and out of you, adoring the way your voice sounded when it was projected into moans. “i love that, please- oh fuck!”

chris could hear how your breaths got quicker and noticed how your hips were bucking into his touch, signaling to him that you were close to your orgasm. “god you look so beautiful,” he told you sincerely, speeding up his fingers even more. “you gonna come for me?”

“chris!” you moaned loudly, nails digging into his bicep as he guided you through you first orgasm of the night. your blown out pupils looked back at him as his fingers slid out of you, a content sigh leaving your mouth. “oh my god,” you giggled softly.

chris leaned forward to kiss you on the lips, backing away after a few seconds. his hard on accidentally brushed your thigh as he sat up straighter and it caused him to slip out a moan, a chuckle following afterwards. “fuck,” he laughed, “you ready for round two?”

you rolled your eyes playfully, hands playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. “fully only let you into my apartment in the hopes you’d apologise and fuck me dumb,” you teased, one of your hands slowly palming him through his sweats. “so yeah, i am more than ready for round two.”

his mouth fell agape with a loud groan following as a loud laugh escaped your lips, hands pulling him by the back of his neck to capture your lips in a kiss once again.

chris loved the way you two were still playful and teasing each other like you had been the entire night, it made him feel like you were actually interested in him and enjoyed it as much as he did.

“okay okay,” chris groaned, loving the way your fingers worked on him through the fabric of his sweats, “as much as i’d love to shut you up by shoving my dick in your mouth,” he announced, “i’d rather hear you scream my name instead, that alright with you mrs. big mouth?”

he had you nodding your head with a laugh as you watched the boy get rid of the sweats and his boxers all in one go. chris found his way back to you super quick, not wanting to waste any time with you. you nodded as you noticed chris leaning forward and spreading your legs a bit wider, dragging the tip of his cock through your folds.

“oh chris,” you moaned softly, loving the way he responded to your body almost immediately. “feels so good.”

the boy hummed at your statement, sending you a quick glance to make sure you were ready for him to get to work. the way a rosy blush was spread onto your cheeks and your lips were red from biting them too often told him that you were so down for what was about to happen next.

chris slowly pushed himself into you as he kept track of how you responded to him, your back arching as he pulled back and slid back into you once again to get himself wet with your arousal. “you’re so fuckin’ tight, ma,” he moaned as his hips continued to work their magic, “fuck, i ain’t gonna last long with the way you’re clenching around me.”

you cupped his chin with one hand to get him to look at you, purposefully clenching your walls around his cock as you looked him dead in the eyes. “i don’t see a problem with that.”

chris let out a laugh after he groaned, “oh for fuck’s sake,” he shook his head as he continued to thrust into you, hands holding your waist to keep your body down onto the bed. “if i would’ve known your pussy was so good i would’ve dropped the hate act and fuck you sooner.”

you let out a moan as chris sat up slightly and he hit your g-spot continuously. “chris- oh f- oh my god, keep doing that,” you told him, toes curling as you felt your second orgasm nearing. “mhm, god, you fuck me so well.”

“and you’re taking me so well,” he praised you, feeling the knot in his stomach tighten, “fuck fuck fuck- where do you want me, ma?”

the way his words repeated themselves inside your head made it so easy for you to get close to your second orgasm, and the way chris was now rubbing your clit to get you over the edge made your head fuzzy. “fuck,” you breathed shakily, “just inside me, please.”

it didn’t take long for chris to climax, the strain of grunts and ‘fuck’s leaving his mouth causing you to come undone as well. he looked so hot keeping himself hovering above you as he slid out, a hiss and a content sigh causing you to let out a giggle.

“oh my god,” chris mumbled as he took a look at you, sending you a big grin when he noticed the sexed out look on you - your hair was a mess and your pupils were larger than usual. he still found you absolutely stunning - and once he noticed his cum dripping out of you he couldn’t help but moan once again. “where d’ya keep the towels, babe?”

the petname caused you to blush even more, him using it randomly and not during intimacy made you think that from now on, you and chris were finally able to get along.

“bottom drawer,” you answered chris after you saw him walk into the bathroom, returning just a second later with a damp towel. “who would’ve thought i’d have you this whipped huh?”

he let out a laugh as he carefully cleaned you up, “you have me whipped?” chris shook his head, “you were the one that undressed me with your eyes when we were having dinner, sweetheart. i just used the pizza grease as an excuse to set the tone.”

“so you fucking knew that wasn’t lipgloss?” you groaned, throwing your head back as chris grabbed a shirt from your floor and let you raise your arms so he was able to put it on you.

he clicked his tongue before leaning forward to press a kiss onto your lips, “nah,” he grinned, “i’m stupid, but not that stupid, baby.”

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taglist: @mattsturniololoverr @matthewsturniolosgirlfriend101 @satvisfavetoodles @bernardsbendystraws @sturnsxplr-25 @sturnioloxlver @pinkishpearls @leahsbussy @sturniololover-09 (@isasturns i couldn’t tag you love i’m sorry!)

[bubble7o7]

Mature content

Over 18’s Only

Jungkook x reader

Tease…

Confused you open the apartment door, slowly peeping round it, you try to work out where all the moans and grunting noises are coming from.

“What are you doing?!! What in the ASMR type of shit is going on here?! You laugh.

You walk in and look around to find your boyfriend is lying flat on the floor on his back and covered in sweat.

“I could hear you moaning outside!”

He groans as he lifts himself up from the floor walking over to you he teases and moans

“Oh baby… mmmh…. aaah… mmmmmh….”

He continues to moan loudly, while quickly running round the kitchen counter, willing you to chase him.

“Stooop it!” You growl through gritted teeth while trying to catch up to him!

“Oh Daddy!” He yells

“Jeon Jung Kook!” You yell eventually catching up to him. Your hand clasped firmly across his mouth and the other on the back of his neck.

“Stop right now!” You growl.

“Mmmmh mm huh!” he mumbles

“What?”

“Mmmmh?!” He pleads with his eyes.

“What?!” you say again this time lifting your hand from his mouth.

“OH YEAH RIGHT THERE BABY!” He shouts.

You should have known he’d do that.

You slap your hand over his mouth again and flop your head on his chest.

“Oh my god! Your neighbours have already complained about your singing! Please just Shut.. the… fuck… uuuup!” You laugh.

You feel his hands on your hips and he’s pulling you into him.

“You’re a dick Kookie” you smile turning away from him but he still has a firm hold of you and presses his chest to your back and his mouth close to your ear “Yeah but I’m your dick!”.

“Wait that didn’t sound as cool as I thought it would.” He giggles

You turn to face him, your arms wrapping round his neck/shoulders.

“Let me make it clear… You and that dick are mine, got it?!” You smile and kiss his lips then move to the other side of the counter to finish unpacking the groceries.

Looking back you realise he’s still standing in the same position with his lips pouting.

“What’s wrong?" You ask, looking him up and down. You notice a growing bulge in his pants.

“Fuuuuuck baby..." he moans. "I have a video meeting in like... 10 minutes and I need to shower first, but you’ve… I want you… I think… I like it when you claim my dick as yours”

“Do you need a hand… Baby? You moan as you bend over to put the food in the freezer.

“No… stop!” He protests

“Mmmmmh baby, that freezers packed soooo good!”

“Please stop” he sighs

“Mmmmh Yes, yes, Ooh yes my baby, I’ll stop” you moan louder, sliding your hands across the countertop.

He thumps the counter with his fist.

“Fuck baby I’m seriously going… Please stop” he bites his knuckles.

You slide closer to him, your hand slowly glides up his arm, across his shoulders eventually sliding slowly down his stomach and resting firmly over his crotch.

“Fuuuck” he sucks through his teeth “My meeting…” you softly bite his shoulder, then lightly kiss the spot.

“Ok, go shower!” You cheerfully exclaim, slapping his arse and making your way over to the sofa.

He tips his head back in frustration.

You turn and lean over the back of the sofa and watch as he does his best to try and walk to the bathroom. “This is so unfair!” he whines

“And what have you learnt from this?” You ask.

“Ok, Ok, I get it, I get it, I won’t tease you, and I won’t make anymore sexy noises again…”

You smile a little smugly.

“I’ll just fuck you right, so that I make all those sounds come from you instead.” he shouts leaving open mouthed and desperate for his shower and meeting to be over.

[ohmtoff]

we need more nsfw nerdy nick headcanons🫢

AAAAAA actually so happy you asked for more bc im kinda in love with nerdy nick now lmao (nsfw)

part 1 here

nerdy nick who decided to adopt a dog with you, naming it denji if it’s a boy or makima if it’s a girl.

nerdy nick who’s a part of a dungeons and dragons party that is about to start on a campaign. you better believe he has a pink dice‼️‼️‼️ he already made a long detailed background of his character (a tiefling sorceress) and he already sent it to his dungeon master. for this campaign, though, you decided to try to join and learn the game.

“Okay, so what’s your character idea?”

“Uhhh what about a warlock with a huge ass?”

on session 0 you were lost and tired an hour into the game, while on session 7 you were already in your character cosplay with nick and lasting 6 hours.

nerdy nick who was soooo scared of meeting your friends bc he was worried of being too much and too random and just too nerdy for your friends. he’d act like how he normally would when he first meet new people, making mundane small talk about your relationship and about himself, but you can see that after an hour in that he was exhausted by how he went so quiet.

noticing this you interrupted the convo to talk about the upcoming HoTD season, and you can see his face lighting up. one of your friends who watches the show would chime in and nick would excitedly start talking about it too, yapping about the targaryen lore, surprising but charming everyone of this new confident side of his. your friends also think he’s adorableee when passionate. you would do anything to not make him insecure of his interests anymore.

nerdy nick who got so horny seeing you cosplay as his favorite character for halloween that he made you keep the costume on when having sex. you had him exposed on his back that night, legs spread and high against your shoulders. “Fu—uck, oh fuck me harder, please,” he pathetically whined, and you loudly moaned, pounding harder into his hole, punching out loud but tiny ‘uh-huh!’s out of him with each thrust as drool slides down his chin. He absolutely looked well-fucked. his warm walls clenched as he came and shouted “Choso!” while he spurted across his stomach. The squeeze was enough for you to groan inside him, pumping him full of your warm cum.

“Did you actually just call me choso when you came?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

nerdy nick whose insecurities run deep bc not only did he grow up heavier than his brothers, he was also more invisible. he did have friends, but his tendency to ramble and lack of fashion sense made him less popular and desired. you can see it in how he always uses a top; be it in the beach, or sleeping, and sometimes even during sex. so when he met you he didn’t know what to do with all your compliments. he would just blush so hard and he’ll pretend to get mad at you like “shut uuuup! stop lying” and you’d unrelentingly smother him with kisses while calling him your “pretty boy” “handsome man” and all other praises that he deserves.

you make sure to make him know that he’s beautiful by worshiping the fuck out of his body. you’d pepper kisses from his thigh up to his tummy where he’s still covered by his shirt. it was one of those times when he’d not want to take off his shirt during sex because he felt more insecure than usual. you’d whisper mantras of praises along with the wet kisses, making him giggle and shudder bc your breath along the inside of his thigh tickled. “so, so pretty. how could you ever find it in yourself to not love this?” you emphasized the word with a bite of his thigh a strand away from his cock. you’d dedicate that night to just pleasing him, letting him fuck hard into your mouth, his hips ragged and desperately thrusting into your throat while you try to not gag on his big cock, your spit falling out of your mouth making his groin wet. you hands crawl up, up, up, driving his shirt upward to flick his nipples. at one point it gets too hot for him so he takes his shirt off and you smirked—success. his body curls and his words came out as broken sobs, wanting more. you pulled your mouth away which made him grip your hair in protest. you looked at the way his body glistened, his face flushed, his legs tremble, and you felt hungry. “Beautiful,” you panted. “So fucking beautiful. Drive me crazy with how beautiful you are. Can’t fucking believe you’re mine. Say you’re mine,” as you furiously fisted his angry red cock with hands soiled with his precum and spit. “i’m yours, i’m yours, i’m yo—AHH!”

he never uses a shirt at the beach again.

a/n: woahhh wtf who wrote that

[joelletwo]

rescuing this audio from bad titles [stole it.]

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