#sam worthington brainrot

[rosyjn]

IM GENUINELY FREAKING THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW! OH MY FUCKING GOD! I SCREEN RECORDED THESE MYSELF BTW✋

OH MY FUCKING GOD SAMS SO HOT

SRRY THEYRE SO BLURRY

[jakexneytiri]

no bc this is so fucking cute?????? and i’m sobbing. we deserved more moments like this 💙💙💙

art belongs to malinka624 on twitter :)

[sulieykte]

favourite actor meme: [1/2] co-stars -> zoe saldaña

"listen to him: 'i talked to her, wooed her. i'm the one who's the chatty cathy. but it's true— he would talk, and I had no idea what he was saying. the australian accent was unfamiliar to me. and he spoke really fast."

[hiiamtheproblem]

look what i found on twt...

[neteyamyawne]

I'm watching clash of the Titans again and I'm falling in love with Sam Worthington all over again, i like it when my man is messy 🫡🥵 this man is gonna be the death of me gonna dream about him again

[rosyjn]

YALL I FELT LIKE WRITING ANOTHER dilf!jake SO HERE WE GO!!!⬇️ MDNI

warning we got much smut in here 🔥

“Face down on the bed. Now.” Jake says from behind you as he puts his stuff down on the table by the entrance of the marui.

“Jake-“ you quickly follow him into the hut like a lost puppy and grab his shoulder.

“What did I tell you? Get over there. Face down, ass up. Go on.” his tone is stern and also horny ash!! He pretends like he’s still taking off his bow and hunting gear but he stares at you from the corner of his eye. He thinks it’s not obvious. He watches the way you crawl onto the cot, arch your back, and stay like that. Just waiting for him.

“This is so stupid,” you pick your head up to turn and talk to Jake. “What are you doing? Are we gonna fuck or not?”

Jake smiles at how eager you are already. “Of course we’ll fuck. I was just busy looking at you, slut.” He loves how you know what he’s going to do to you already!! He loves that even though this should be like a “punishment”, you’re looking forward to it.

He walks over to you and rips your loincloth off. “Look how wet you are already,” Jake uses his fingers to spread your pussy, and then reaches down to his clothed cock. He strokes himself while staring at your ass. You can hear him, he groans and breathes heavy as he masturbates. The sounds make you clench around nothing and your desperate hand reaches for your clit to pleasure yourself. The second it makes contact, you begin to rub circles and you arch your back more, pushing it at Jake.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Jake brings his hand up from his cock and roughly pushes your hand back to the bed and then slaps your cunt.

“Ah!” the pain forced your arch to go back up and your cunt to have a sore feeling. Jake pushes you right back down to where you belong.

“You know, if you want to control your own pleasure, don’t be a brat in public. Because then, I’ll have to discipline you, okay?” Jake’s deep voice had a patronizing tone to it.

“Yes!” you submit immediately, pushing your face down into a pillow.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir!”

“You’re getting better at this,” Jake repositions himself. “You know the drill, angel. Deep breath, close your eyes,”

You follow his directions as he pushes his precum drizzled member into your wet pussy. The sensation almost has you seeing stars.

“Oh, Jake- I mean- yes- ah- sir!” As Jake grunts and ruts into you, you yelp and whimper incoherent words and mixes of the Na’vi and English language. He thinks it’s adorable, how the entire world goes away when his cock is inside you.

“I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come all inside you. I’m gonna have your legs shaking as my cum drips out of you. Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Jake speeds up and intensifies his thrusts, desperately chasing his orgasm.

As you feel your pussy tighten and Jake’s cock twitch, your eyes roll into the back of your head. You moan and listen to Jake’s noises. As he comes, he slows his thrusts and keeps going for as long as he can, to drag out the pleasure as far as he can. He bares his teeth and his ears fold back. He watches your sore, puffy cunt as he pulls out of you. He kisses your clit and falls back onto the bed. He pulls you into his arms.

The two of you lay there for a little bit. Catching your breath, kissing, and groping. Jake whispers praise in your ears and tells all about how he’ll spoil you so bad tomorrow when the soreness really kicks in.

Also I wrote this in 45 mins no proofread at 1am idc if I need to edit it I’ll do it tomorrow but HERE let me know your thoughts :)

[jakexneytiri]

ARE YOU KIDDING ME RUVHT NOW IM SO HSUVGSYCYDYVU WHERE THE SAM STANS AT????

[sulieykte]

SAM WORTHINGTON in LIFT (2024)

[sulieykte]

sam worthington in under the banner of heaven

1.06 "Revelation"

[sulieykte]

—and i said “yes sir, how would you like me?”

[rosyjn]

...sam fucking you on the set of avatar?...

I am NUTTINGGG omg this anon sent me a bunch of stuff I love it 🤍

Not proofread btw 💔

MDNI 🚨

_____________________________________________

“Shh,” he coos, sneakily creeping around the studio and holding your arm tightly.

“Sam, we’ll get in trouble!” you scold. He only smirks, not stopping. He’s taken off his motion capture suit, having left it lazily in a dressing room. Now, he’s walking around in his normal t-shirt and shorts. But god, he looks so hot. Even in the simplest clothes, that fucking smile gets you every time.

“I’ll be quick, swear. Have ya back after lunch,” he teases. It’s not right, of course it’s not right. As fun as Avatar is, it’s work. You guys are at work. He leads you through the hallways of the warehouse studio. Every little twist and turn of the building looks the exact same. It always confuses you. You wonder how an idiot like him can navigate so efficiently. He pushes a door open, still holding your arm, then looking around when a motion sensor light flicks on.

“My god,” you scoff, watching Sam investigate the little dressing room. The light overhead awkwardly blinks a few times, indicating that the space hadn’t been used in a minute. You stand on your tippy toes, peeking over his broad shoulder to look. “So dingy..” you mutter.

“Oh, shut up,” he rolls his eyes, pulling you into the room behind him. You squeal as he shoves you in, roughly slamming the door behind him.

“We’ll get caught!” you giggle. He wraps his arms around you, watching you melt like putty into his embrace and laugh. As you rest your head in his chest, he looks around the room, letting your bodies slowly sway side to side in a hug. You were right, it’s definitely dingy, and obviously hasn’t been used in a while. The light is a yellowish tint, illuminating the large, empty vanity that sits up against the wall. It’s a small space, but it’ll work.

“Bend over, right there,” he says, guiding your body towards the vanity table. You follow his instructions, slyly arching your back as you bend over. Sam’s bulge begins to grow through his shorts as he watches your ass move in your leggings. The cold wood of the table pressed against your torso and chest as you bend all the way over, relaxing yourself. His eyes travel up and down your body as he fiddles with the band of his sweatpants, reaching for his cock. “Fuck,” he marvels, watching the way your leggings frame your butt so well.

“Hmm?” you reach for your leggings, swiftly sliding them down. Sam’s eyebrows raise, watching your ass pop out. It’s clad in a small thong, and his dick grows warmer and harder at the sight. You continue slipping your pants off, wiggling and pushing them until the fabric bunches at your ankles. He starts stroking his length desperately, almost unable to control himself at the sight. “Hurry up, we gotta be back after lunch,” you remind him.

“I’ll be quick,” he assures you.

_______________________

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you gasp, body shaking and sore with every thrust. The vanity that you’re bent over is shaking and rattling rapidly, as you get mercilessly fucked on it. It’s obviously past lunchtime, the crew is wondering where the fuck you are. But that doesn’t cross your mind, your judgement is cloudy.

“What did I say? Keep it arched,” Sam grunts, pushing down on your upper back. He needs to get inside of you, as deep as he can. He needs to feel your tight, wet pussy on every inch that he has. So he keeps slamming into you, even though the vanity threatens to collapse. The old table slams against the wall, banging over and over again. Somebody has definitely heard by now. Your sore, raw cunt takes him. It takes every drop of cum, throbbing motion, and vein.

“Gonna-“ you begin, blabbering. He just chuckles, knowing how cock drunk you are. His eyes are glued to where his dick enters you. He watches the movement, sliding in and out of you. It’s so much. His girth stretches you out, pushing your walls over and over again. His grunts and dirty talk make your heart flutter. You can hardly breathe. Your face is pressed against the wood of the vanity as you moan and whine gibberish. Every once in a while, Sam gives a hard slap to your ass, just to make sure you’re still with him. When you react, flinching and yelping at the sting, he knows you’re okay.

In his mind, until his balls are drenched in slick and you can’t feel anything in the world but his cock, you can take more. And you do take it. You grab onto the table, feeling an oncoming orgasm. Sam can feel it too with the way you’re pulsating and clenching around him.

“Close?” he practically degrades you.

“Yes!” you whine, letting his little squirts of warm pre cum fill you up.

“Go on,” he groans, his thrusts becoming more erratic as you tighten up and arch your back. His breathing becomes irregular, and a small bead of sweat runs down his forehead. The pleasure builds up inside the both of you. The room fills with moans, both male and female, as you both let yourselves go. His warm cum dumps into you deliciously, and your tense body relaxes.

He pulls out, letting his cock soften itself as you catch your breath. That is, until his phone vibrates from in his pants. You immediately look up, watching him take the little device out.

“Who is it?” you ask, grabbing your leggings. He looks at the screen and sighs.

“Jim..” he says.

Hope y’all enjoyed! This was a little bad sorry I’ve been busy! Also “Jim” is James Cameron (the director of Avatar)

[rosyjn]

Home Alone (18+)

Sam worthington x reader

disclaimer we need so much more Sam content on here it’s crazy

“Honey, please,” Sam groans and throws his head back as you grind harder on thigh. Your brows furrow and your mouth falls open in an “O” shape. Your arousal soaks through the leg of his sweatpants and you whimper.

“I- I’m almost done,” you speed up your pace, your bare heat rubbing against his warm leg. Sam holds your hips tightly, you know it’ll leave a mark. He bares his teeth and squeezes you.

“Fuckin’ love being alone with you,” he pushes you off of his leg and you whine in return, losing your orgasm. You desperately try to crawl back onto him. “Nah,” he grabs your body and manhandles you onto the bed, positioning himself on top of you.

“What are you doing?” you mewl and bounce on the bed, surprised at Sam’s roughness.

“On your back, spread ‘em,” he crosses his arms at the bottom of his shirt and pulls up, exposing himself to you. You nervously scoot back and place your head onto a pillow, your soaked cunt exposed to him. “Take the dress off,” he growls, fiddling with his belt buckle. His eyes never leave your body. You sigh and slip it off, unclasping your bra in the process. You throw all your clothes on the floor next to the bed, leaving yourself completely bare for him.

Your pussy grows wetter by the second. Sam positions himself on top of you, kissing your cheek. You wrap your arms around him, grabbing his shoulders. He grinds against your heat and you wrap your legs around his hips, desperate for more friction. He teases you, grazing his lips against your neck, then sucking on it.

“Sam, I’ll get a hickey,” you tap his shoulder a few times and look down at him. He doesn’t stop. “Babe, everyone’s gonna see it when they get home” you complain.

“Good,” he mutters. You whine as he reaches down and strokes his length, his tip kissing your entrance.

“Please,” you beg, your pussy clenching desperately. He grumbles before pushing the tip in. Your eyes widen and a sharp yelp comes out of your mouth. He stretches you out little by little, pushing himself into you further. Your back arches more with every inch. He groans and his breath hitches.

“Alright, honey?” his accent is thick and his voice is raspy with pleasure. You moan and squeeze your legs around his waist.

“Uh-huh,” your voice quivers in arousal. A knot forms in your stomach and your heat pulsates around his girth, making him shudder. He thrusts into you, speeding up the pace to chase his climax. Your eyes clench shut as you whimper into the crook of Sam’s neck as he fucks you into the mattress. The room fills with the sound of moaning, skin slapping, and squelching. He grunts and places his hands on your thighs, holding your cunt in place.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum-“ his face falls down onto yours, kissing you deeply. You just hum underneath his lips in response. His warm cock throbs inside of you, pre-cum squirting towards your cervix. You gasp at the sensation. Sam squeezes your thighs harder, his grunts turning into whimpers as he grows closer to his orgasm. You pull away from his kiss.

“Ah- I- hmph!” you bite your lip, trying to suppress your noises.

“Don’t bite too hard, you’ll draw blood,” he teases. Your cheeks grow hot and red. You squeal, flustered. “I wanna hear your pretty little sounds,” he exhales. You take your teeth off of your lip, letting your mouth fall open.

“Sam!” you mewl as your orgasm washes over you, an overwhelming feeling taking over your pussy. Your heat contracts and clenches, and you squeeze Sam tight, your body writhing with pleasure. He growls and his head drops down into the crook of your neck, his arms trembling to keep himself from collapsing on you. His warm seed pours out into you, and you feel his heartbeat while he tries to catch his breath.

Your hands stroke his back lovingly and you hold him tight, letting him relax his weight into your body. You two cuddle, his head tucked into your neck. You sigh, moving your hands to his hair to play with it.

“Love you,” you whisper. He squirms above you, trying to get himself somehow closer to you.

“Did so good for me, always feels so good,” he mutters, kissing your neck more.

SRRY THIS WAS RLLY BAD 🙄

[sulieykte]

[sulieykte]

happy 47th birthday to the daddiest of all daddies

[headsincloud9]

@jakexneytiri *cough* it's ya man

babe wake up new sam worthington just dropped

[rosyjn]

funny blowy in the car (sam worthington MDNI)

"oh shut up!" you giggle and playfully punch sam's shoulder. he cackles, throwing his head back. "hey! eyes on the road!" you scold, playfully squinting your eyes. australian 2010s pop plays softly on the radio, your dress blows in the wind from the cracked window, your feet rest in sam's lap while he drives through the middle of nowhere. your whole body is oriented towards him, your back facing the passenger's seat door.

"no but really! you were like 'augh! augh! please sam! thats it-' it's so cute!" he laughs again, this time looking down in his lap, shaking his head.

"well, you were all over me!" you try to defend yourself, cheeks getting red as you grow more flustered.

"of course i was, you were walking around in a tank top, no bra, pajama shorts-" he turns his head to you and counts every detail on his fingers. "you were fresh out the shower, hair was wet-" he rubs the top of his head, gesturing wet hair. "and your nipples were pokin' through your top!" his eyebrows are raised.

"i would think, in my own apartment-" you begin.

"OUR, OUR apartment," he turns to you again, pointing a finger at himself. you sigh in annoyance.

"OUR apartment, i would think in OUR apartment, where i live, i'd be able to look how i want without getting bent over the counter and fucked," you kick him playfully in his belly, causing him to tickle your feet. you quickly pull away, positioning yourself criss cross applesauce to protect yourself.

"not how it works, honey. not how it-" he shakes his head, tilting it back.

"agh!" you interrupt. "ever since i got married to you, ever since we moved in together, you're always so horny!" you laugh, watching sam's face to see his reaction. to your surprise, his smile fades a little.

"what do you mean, hon?" his eyes focus on the country road, not giving you the sly glances that were just painted on his face. your brows furrow.

"i mean, where in our home, have we not fucked? every table, i've been bent over. all the couches, laid down on. all the chairs, i've knelt in front of them. don't even get me started on the kitchen counter. whole place is full of sex," you remark.

"yeah, guess so," sam shrugs. "but one little mistake, you're associating all our fun, with the apartment. i'll fuck ya anywhere," there's no humor in his voice, he's being completely serious. you stare at him for a second, and then burst out laughing. like LAUGHING. your face grows so red and your abdomen begins to hurt.

"you're so funny," you lean back against the passenger's seat door, coming down from your high and clutching your stomach. he puts a second hand on the steering wheel, then pulls over, stopping the car completely. "what's wrong?" all the jokes fly out of your brain. instead, it grows full of worry.

"suck me off," he leans back in the driver's seat, fiddling with his belt before pulling off his pants, leaving you to see the print of his erection through his calvin kleins. you sigh, rejiggering your position to have your head over his dick. small giggles come out of his mouth as you move his underwear to pull out his boner.

“there you are!” you look up at him with his cock still in your hand. “i thought you were mad at me for saying you’re too horny!” you tell him. he squeezes his eyes shut, still giggling. when you open your mouth to lick his tip, he interrupts you.

“just laughing because you said ‘there you are!’ when you pulled my dick out!” he strokes your hair as you roll your eyes. “not mad at you, why would I be mad at you?”

“don’t know,” you reply before licking his tip, your tongue teasing the sensitive part. he exhales and closes his eyes again. you kiss it a little bit, getting saliva onto his length. your lips part and you push your head down onto his cock, the girth forcing your mouth open wide. your tongue presses against the back of his dick, and sam’s grip onto your hair grows tighter the further you go. when your nose is pressing up against his thigh, you pull away to breathe. a string of spit hangs off of your lip and reaches to his balls.

“good girl,” his accent is as thick as ever. you wipe your mouth and take a deep breath before taking him into your mouth again. you let out small noises every time his tip hits the back of your throat. he joins you, groaning at the sensation. soon, you start to get consistent, bobbing up and down with tight lips around his cock. a bitter, slightly salty liquid sprays into your throat. you swallow it all. it comes out inconsistently, surprising you every time with that warm feeling and egg white consistency.

“feel good?” you look up at him, a mix of his pre cum and your saliva coating your lips. he nods, unable to form a word. you smile at his status, then go back in to finish the job. he grunts and his breath speeds up. this might be the best blowjob you’ve ever given him. there’s something about this one that’s different from all the other times. maybe it’s because sam is letting you do the work instead of just mindlessly fucking your throat, slamming his dick into the back over and over again. of course, you’re both okay with that too.

“mm, nmph! god, gonna cum!” he whimpers, melting like putty over you. you make a noise in response, letting him know that you got the message. you speed up your movements, his dick throbbing and twitching with every new thing that you add. whether it’s swirling your tongue, holding still with his tip pressed into the back of your throat, or purposefully moaning with his cock in your mouth, so he can feel the vibration. he grips your head tightly.

a louder whimper comes out of his mouth as cum paints your tongue white. his seed comes out in little blasts, and you lick up every single one. he squirms as his orgasm washes over him, and you watch, proud of your work. you lick your lips clean before sitting upright, sticking your tongue out to show sam his cum.

“like it?” you gladly show the milky white liquid that coats your mouth. he looks over and smiles, still working to catch his breath, then nods and sticks his thumb up, indicating that it’s okay for you to swallow completely now.

“man, really made a mess outta me!” his eyebrows raise again, and he shakes his head in disbelief while looking down at his messy dick. you smile. “anyways, ready for your turn?” he asks.