#kazz ily

[jaysgirlx]

kazz stop making masterpieces like this tf????

"that's it, baby. just fuckin' take it,” jason todd groans into your ear, digging your back further into the wall. he’s split you open on his cock, sucking deep bruises into your neck and holding you with large and calloused hands under your plush thighs.

you whimper, head thumping the wall with your mouth hanging open and your arms clinging to him tightly. as if it’ll help you keep steady you clench around him, mewling his name and squeezing your eyes shut. quickly, as if correcting you, his hand grabs your face and your eyes shoot back open with the harsh thrust. his forehead rests against yours, husky whispers spilling out of him as he praises you. so perfect for me, he’d mutter, so perfect and all fucking mine. you gonna come? fuck, ma- lemme hear you.

he fucks you harder, if possible, making you rely solely on the 200+ pounds of muscle trapping you between himself and the flat surface. you slip, just a bit, and your nails dig into the scarred skin of his back. the groan that rumbles deep from his throat is mouth watering, even if drawn out by accident. still, you panic, frantically tapping his shoulder with the little composure you have. “jay- jason, I’m-“

“never, princess,” he cuts you off, propping you further up with his fingers digging into your ass and hip. “i’d be a goddamn idiot to let you go and you know that. don’t you, baby?” jason never lets you answer, though, continuing his almost mindless rant. yeah, i’ve got you, he grunts, relax and let me make you cum again. you want it? wanna cum all over this dick? give it to me, baby.

“oh fuck- jason!”

“you hear me?” you nod into his neck and bite, hard, cunt tightening and gushing around his length while he moans and mutters into your ear. goddamn, sweetheart- a hard and desperate thrust follows, there you fuckin’ go, makin’ such a pretty mess.

[ghostjesse]

mutuals as tlh?? 👀👀👀👀👀

👀👀👀👀

Lukas, I think you‘re Thomas 👀

@thomaslightwoodx - Ianny, you’re Cordelia but also Ariadne a little bit??

@im-gay-for-cordelia-carstairs - I see both Lucie and Cordelia in you, you can be fierce and inspiring like Cordelia, but you write beautifully like Lucie

@kazz - Harry is Alastair

@tyherondaletrash - Zey, I’d say you’re James a bit because you’re like a leader, but also Cecily (she’s from TLH as well right?)

@matthewwfairchildd - Juli, you‘re Alexander because you’re a baby

@ash-kit - Mollie, you’re Anna because you’re tall and intimidating but like so amazing

@tenthprinceofhell - Alex, you‘re Matthew because you’re a disaster (Ily, same)

@tyty-blackthorn - Taylor, I’d say you’re Christopher??

@julemmaes - Ire, you remind me of Cordelia

@vanillalipstick66 - Em, you remind me of Barbara Lightwood!

[lalalavoldie]

ashmieltana replied to your photo: I cut my hair and dyed it black. Also I’m bored...

oh my god why are you so attractive

ONLY CAUSE YOU ARE, BABE

[kaiserscissors]

i think ur crazy

working at those roblox customer service job games is insane. because last night there was some guy who kept being a smartass and the way he was ordering made me want to pull my hair out and run into the woods. "You want a bacon burger without pork.. so.. a normal burger?" "no. bacon burger with no pork" "but bacon is pork." "N o."

(i just gave him a normal bacon burger, i really have no clue. you ask for a bacon burger, you're getting the freakinf bacon burger)

"Do you want your ice cream in a cup or a cone?" "yes."

this guy was at my register for a total of maybe 20 or 30 minutes i have no CLUE

he was right on the edge of what counted as trolling. like, teetering off a cliffside. I was very close to calling a moderator at some point.

These people put you through hell and back. they make you growl like a wild animal at the screen. they drain you of every ounce of whimsy and life you have. and then, out of nowhere, they tip you 500 freaking robux for what im assuming is the big finale. an unexpected plot twist. (and compensation,) and then they leave.

god

[thorin-really-floats-my-boat]

thanks @homelesscorpsebehindatrain and @allenginsbergkinnie ily 🥺

1. I don't back down if in a conflict (I have a lot of irl friends who let themselves get pushed over a lot and it's nice to be able to stand up for them)

2. I love my handwriting

3. I love my eyes (they're bright blue/green with gold around the pupil)

4. I'm pretty smart

5. I'm also a pretty damn good cook, I can bake too, and it's one of my favourite things to do for others ☺️

I'll tag @raventhorin @a-very-gay-spider @kazz @kitspleasure @my-archerboy @high-warlock-of-brooklyn @christopherlightwood @marlsmckinnon47 @mar-and-her-stories @redscrollsofmalec 💙

When you get this, please say 5 nice things about yourself publicly, then send it to 10 of your favorite followers

🥺 this is such a cute idea

okay uhhh 1- i have good hair! very curly

2- i can draw pretty well

3- i think i have good taste in music

4- i am always prepared

5- i can bake well!!!

not sure how to do this but i’ll just tag some people

@on-my-way-to-erebor @legolas-is-a-himbo @thefellowshipofsecondbreakfast @allenginsbergkinnie @s-i-r-u-s2 @fingons-rad-harp @farmgf @spitmillk @superassblog @the-ranger-from-the-north

[jaysgirlx]

"m'not gonna make you"

jason i'll do anything for you baby

“shhh, baby. been so good for me- fuck,” jason todd groans from beneath you, effortlessly fucking you onto his cock with a firm grip on your hips. “jus’ keep taking’ it, pretty.”

so, you do. not like you have much of a choice anyway. he’d finally fit all the way inside, watching as your pussy swallows his length before he damn near pulls you off of him, letting your fluids leak around the tip and then pounding you back down with an almost needy moan deep from his throat. he’d started slow, like he promised; letting you go at your own pace and gently pinching the fat of your hips while he rocks you back and forth. after you clench around his cock, though, moaning blissfully into his ear and leaving a sticky mess along his pelvis? jason needed more, needed you practically choking his dick and whimpering against his skin while he pounds into you from the mattress.

you whine as you buckle into the crook of his neck, letting him control your hips and thrust up into you. one hand curls into his hair and the other tightens around a pillow, trying to ground yourself as best as you can. you’d thought you could take it, confidently fought for your case. like the gentleman he was, he took his time, spent what felt like a lifetime holding you on his thigh. thick fingers curled knuckles deep in your cunt, moving your hips in tandem with his fingers. you thought he hit that spot before, but right now he’s hitting spots you weren’t even aware of.

jason todd so easily puts you on cloud nine, so easily fucks your brains out that half the time you barely even know what he’s saying. hell, he’s put you out of commission for the next day or so and he hasn’t even came yet. later than you should have you realize he could do this for hours, and he will.

“you hear me, doll?”

nope.

“mhm, mhm- oh fuck, jay…”

if you weren’t lying, or getting fucked into next week, you’d defend yourself. as of right now, you don’t even bother trying to keep up your lie. how could you get caught up in something so trivial when the love of your life is balls deep, rearranging your insides and marking you up like the prized possession you are?

“don’t lie to me, sweet girl,” he warns, “tell me what you’re thinkin’ about.” lord, he’s seemingly tasked you with the impossible. he tries to help out a little, and a large hand wraps around your throat and guides your head in front of his face. he’s giving you a look, like he wants you to talk, tell him how you’re feeling, how good he’s fucking you. you want to, really, but it’s too much right now.

my poor girl, he coos, you can do it, c’mon. tell daddy how good this dick feels. he sees your eyes return to their hazy state and your half-assed attempt to answer him has clearly been forgotten. you’re whimpering and crying into his ear and he picks up the pace out of pure instinct. he’s close, so fucking close, so he holds your hips and stops. he fucking stops.

“…jay,” you mutter with an almost timid tone, like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat, surely loud enough for people to hear you from blocks away. almost makes him wanna say don’t piss me off. he’s nice to his girl, though. he gets it. “jason- don’t make me, please?” he thinks it’s so cute, how you think you can talk him into blowing his load. especially because it almost works.

“‘m not gonna make you,” jason groans, “you’re a good girl, right? my good girl. so i’m not gonna make you do shit.” he leaves it at that and you know what he wants, weakly grinding your hips onto his dick at a much slower pace than before. oh, he’s getting all your words now. your little pouts about how it’s not enough and the debauched moan that slips out when he bucks his hips. he’s in heaven right now because he gets all of it.

[jaysgirlx]

kazz stop dropping this like it's nothing, you're carrying the dick grayson fandom for me rn

dick grayson who got a mirror installed right in front of your shared bed, purely out of impulse. he’s giggling like a high school boy when you tilt your head asking what’s this for? and he swears it’ll be better if you find out later on, once he gets to show you. “you gonna explain the mirror yet, grayson?” you inquire him again, and all the annoying little shit gives you for an answer is a smirk.

later on, while you’re both laid up in bed, strong and lengthy arms are wrapped around you. you sit between your lover’s legs, ass pressed against his pelvis as he palms your tits and sucks on your neck. “d’you get it now?” dick mumbles, hand snaking down your body as his gaze meets yours in the mirror.

“what, you wanna stare at yourself while you fuck me?” you whisper in response with a laugh, and he’s quiet for a moment. you’re only half right, but right nonetheless.

“aw, you think it’s all about me?” a finger’s slipped under the waistband of your shorts. “noo, sweetheart, i want you staring at yourself.”

dick grayson who rids you of any clothes clinging to your body, legs spread apart so he can watch as you clasp around his fingers… or rather so you can watch. his free hand taps your cheek a few times immediately after your eyes wander away. every time your lashes flutter or eyes roll back you get a gentle slap, simply a reminder of where your focus should be. look at the mess you’re making. watch the way his veins pop and forearm flexes against your tummy. “look at yourself, sweetheart,” he tells you, “don’t you look hot?” all you can manage is a cute nod, hips twitching each time the palm of his hand bumps your clit. before long he brings you over the edge, giving you a few more thrusts to ride out your high while holding your hips in place. “look at that,” he moans with you, eyes rolling for a split second every time you tug desperately at his hair.

“so fucking pretty,” dick grayson groans around his own fingers, the same ones that were just knuckles deep in your pussy, and he’s licking and sucking the taste off while making you watch. you just put on such a show, who’s he to deny you the same?

[jaysgirlx]

i present to you, dick grayson: the whore

dick grayson is a masochist. not even strictly in a submissive role. he’ll pound your pussy until you pass out, sure- but he wants you showing him exactly how good his dick feels inside you. poor guy pops a boner the second you suck or bite his neck a little too hard. mark up his neck while he’s knuckles deep inside you and he’s bound to cum with you.

or instead of his fingers it’s his lips and tongue, nails digging into your soft thighs as you snatch and pull at his hair. the vibrations of his muffled groans into your pussy makes it ten times better, and you have no choice but to reward him with an even harsher tug.

he’s even caught in a delightful surprise when you slap him. nothing too hard or harmful, of course. you’re on top of him and he’s still talking up a storm, damn near having a conversation with himself about how slutty you are. greedy fuckin’ pussy, he’d groan, look at that, such a needy whore i’ve got. he’s got some nerve considering how he’s just as (and if not,) louder than you. you’d argue he’s a whore too.

“shut up, dick,” you whine, slapping his cheek lightly as your hips gain intensity. the moan he lets out is fucking filth, loud and wanton and followed up with a little laugh. “god, but i’m the whore?” you keen at him, hand trailing up his abdomen and around his throat to rest there. “never told you I wasn’t one too,” he grins at you, hips drilling into you from the mattress.

his favorite is probably when your nails leave deep lines in his skin, a testament to how far he drove you over the edge. almost like he wants you to claw at him, just to look at the damage he caused to himself later. “tryna maul me like a damn cougar, huh?” he teases against your neck, lifting a leg over his shoulder and telling you to take it out on him. he grunts and groans into your ear every time you go deeper, trying not to blow his load in the next minute. not like he can’t keep going or anything- but he’d hate to fill you up sooner than intended.

[jaysgirlx]

jason in the back recording the whole thing

"he's not hitting himself hard enough"

yall think nightwing be hitting criminals on the head with his escrima sticks while sitting on them and going “stop hitting yourself! stop hitting yourself!! stop hitting yourself!!!”

[jaysgirlx]

is this acceptable hun?

need to see jason in the white tank + grey sweats combo

[jaysgirlx]

so…me?

jason todd x crazy gf who literally wants to live inside of his skin

[jaysgirlx]

nah cause wait a minute, you know damn well dick yaps about the dumbest topics know to man but you'd listen kazz 🤨

i heart yappers. only when they know what they’re talking about tho

[jaysgirlx]

In the webtoon comics, there's an ep where he's wearing her merch

jason is a lil wonder woman fanboy and i think that’s so perfect. like i wanna go out and by him ww mugs and socks and stuff

[jaysgirlx]

but they're good so it doesn't matter :)

all my ideas seem so repetitive wtf </3

[jaysgirlx]

AWWWWWW

ily toooooo kazz :)

you're on of my favorite moots :)

thinking about how kleo specified the question with who’s my fave celeb that’s “in my age range”. is it bc it’s obvious who my fave celeb is otherwise