#sunnyfrenchfry

[hammerindustries]

Looking around the ritsy bar, Sunny sighed. How the hell he got in here and wasn't stopped at the door by security he still wasn't sure.

The Russian turned to the man on his left and send him a bit kid a strained smile.

"So, what's good here?"

Justin was minding his own business, holding a glass of whiskey sour in his hand when he heard a man speak, seemingly directed at him. He looked over to see him looking, “Oh, well, that depends on what you like. I’m a liquor man myself, the bartenders can make anything your heart desires. They’re phenomenal. Just make sure you tip well.”

[sunnyfrenchfry]

Fools, The Both Of Them

To his understanding, Sunny has done just about everything he could think of in order to show Justin that he was indeed interested in him as more then a friend. He brought him to his favorite eating place; serenaded him in front of a room full of people; took off jackets and rolled up sleeves; suggested sharing a partner, or just go with out a middleman; drove like crazy to fix his car; hugged and kissed the man for god’s sake! Nothing worked. It was with a heavy but resolved heart that Vadim accepted his position as a friend in the American’s life. Maybe it was for the better? Not like he could offer a lot to a man that was literally on the list of richest of the state. Or really bring too much into the relationship beyond his mechanical skills. Maybe singing for entertainment. Justin really could do better then him, and Sunny was ready to accept the fact. Hell, he was leaving town often enough to discourage anyone from trying to stick around. At least they were still good friends and the other had no qualms about hanging out together. A fact that Sunny quietly relished in if he was being honest.  While sitting in the park and waiting for Justin to come over so they could go to the car show that was happening down the road, Sunny didn’t notice another man approach and sit down next to him until a hand was thrown over his shoulders. Stiffening, he turned towards the other, expecting Justin but coming face to face with someone he had never met. As he had just come to the inner conclusion that there was no love life to be found within the blond’s heart for him, the sudden flirtation and proposition from the man that just sat down next to him, bluntly asking for his number, was... somewhat welcome. Maybe? A bit hesitant, though appreciative of the other man’s appearance and forwardness, Sunny was teetering on the edge of making a decision when the guy leaned in, whispering some rather dirty stuff into his ear.

@hammerindustries

[goldentemplariumcrow]

Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?

"Liar, liar, pantalones on fire." Dionisus rolled his eyes while cuffing his sleeves and following it with putting on his right hand glove. "What have you broken this time, Vadim?" He wasn't taking the compliment at all.

[softasilk]

@sunnyfrenchfry​ | cont.

Nights were easy for Sunny. He had enough of good looks and charm to have fun anywhere he went and more of ten then not it wasn’t alone either. Stopping by this place was a spontaneous decision that seemed to paying off though as the woman he’d been eyeing from across the bar took initiative. The dancing was good and the feeling of her grinding against him even better, because there was no way to misinterpret her intentions towards him there. Especially when her hand sneaked his own between her shapely legs and the Russian felt the heat coming off the clearly uncovered pussy. Licking his lips, Sunny rubbed his fingers back and froth, testing the waters a little bit and making sure to grind the heel of his palm over her mound. His other hand wrapped around the brunette’s waist and pulled her closer. “What a fun surprise” he muttered into her ear, nibbling on the shell a bit.

She moaned softly, eyes fluttering close for a little bit while she tilted her hips forward a little, giving him some more room to get to her with his fingers, “Hmm, I’m glad you like the little surprise,” she said, her voice a bit breathy by how turned on she was already. She let her hand reach towards the bulge in his pants, all the while she kept moving on the beat of the music, grinding her already wet pussy against his hand. Jessie put her free arm over his shoulder, while she leans in to kiss his lips.

[hilalalemdar]

[multimusemenagerie]

“🚢“🚢“🚢“🚢“🚢“🚢“🚢

Hehehee oh my sunshine...come to me ☀️

[destruqtivist]

THE WORLD HAD GONE TO SHIT. It’s no real surprise, really. There was only so many options when the living dead had consumed the earth and the rest of humanity was fucking shriveling in corners waiting for their day to come. It was no way to live but they were all powerless to do anything to change their fates. They could only do shit with what they had and what they did have was nothing really impressive. Negan realized this when he left Alexandria. Everything that they used to know was long gone and he was left to make something with the shitty rubble left behind. In truth, the future was looking real grim but he wasn’t a god damn bitch. It’s what kept him going as he made his way through the overrun cities and wilderness. 

People like him? They survived.

After going so long without seeing another person after saying his goodbyes with Judith was daunting. He knew exactly what type of people waited for him on the outside of the walls. There was a good bet no one soft was left out there. Anyone remaining would had to have fought their way to wherever they were. It’s why when he sees the smoke piping out of a chimney he is skeptical. How many would there be? How welcoming to outsiders would they be at this point in their existence? Negan knew the odds would be stacked against him but he still ventured forward because he was hungry, tired, and cold. Whether they welcomed him was an insignificant point! He wanted to rest his god damn feet. 

The location is nice. Isolated but fortified, fenced in to keep out any wandering walkers. His boots crunch over the leaves and grass as he makes his way closer to the front of the cabin. There is a garden, so he would have something fresh to eat. After eating so many fucking canned goods, it was an appreciated change. 

He steps onto the porch and lazily knocks. When he doesn’t get an answer he is walking in and making himself far too comfortable after taking a walk around the place to ensure everything looked decent, no suspicion of any foul play or murderous people lurking about. / @sunnyfrenchfry​ 

[devilsdecade]

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?

❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

snapdragon :  is your muse merciful ? why or why not ? This depends on the situation! Nahvee is a very kind hearted person. She can and will look past some serious flaws that other people have and she’s very forgiving person- too forgiving most of the time. Though if someone hurt her repeatedly for years on end, she may wear down and strike out and she won’t be so merciful because depending on the severity, she may actually kill someone. Like her boss for example: He’s very awful to her and I typically like to write to where I lead her to snapping and killing him with no remorse because she’s fucking t i r e d.  I suppose I could round this up and say she’s mostly merciful, but if you really fuck her up then she loses that trait over time. It really depends on the thread.

[hammerindustries]

( SMS ) : you awake?

[➝ Sunny.] Not really. Something wrong?

[sunnyfrenchfry]

“I knew I saw something in the water!”

“I swear, this is just for photoshoot!” shouted Sunny, popping his head from behind the rocks of the empty beach, flapping the fake tail over in order to do so

[goldentemplariumcrow]

Aw heck why not. Omega

@sunnyfrenchfry

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The intoxicating scent that filled the hotel bedroom was one Dio had sniffed in the air through the last days and knew very well what it meant, Sunny's heat was close. He didn't act on it though, the Italian knew if he let it simmer for a while, in no time the other would feel the consequences of being so stubborn about admiting he needed some attention - and Dio sure didn't make it easy on him when he teased with little touches here and there.

Now, seeing the Russian over the bed, fisting and pulling on the sheets, moaning with his ass up high in the air while begging to be taken, was a pretty sight. The pants Sunny wore were stained by his wet male-cunt's natural lubricant and it was visible even under the dim yellow light, even made Dio wonder if he needed prep - maybe a warning beforehand, but stretching was still a question if he would even allow him to do with how rough he liked to take it, - his shirt rolled up and had the skin of his lower back and belly exposed in an useless attempt to cool his body and needs.

In short, Sunny was a writhing mess over Dio's bed, shaking and begging to be taken, even saying he would do as many times as the Italian wanted, as long as he did him.

And, of course, as a good Alpha, Dio couldn't let that go for much longer. That would be just cruel.

"What's the problem, sunshine?" The younger man smirked as he crawled over Sunny's body, each word coming out of his lips as they brushed over his ear. "I thought you said you don't need this." He teased and brought one hand between them and under the wet pants, having his fingers go down his crack and making the Russian's ass perk up, offering himself in an almost instinctual display as their pheromones mixed and Dio's body temperature could be felt against his back.

It was obvious Sunny wouldn't go anywhere with a heat this strong, he could barely move under the Alpha's weight, still, Dio brought his other hand to the Omega's wrist and pinned him down in position when his two fingers easily made way into his body, asserting his dominance and preventing him from lifting his chest from the mattress.

"You're so slick down here..." He continued to tease with dragged and deeply hummed words as the fingers moved deeper in. "So sensitive... if I any further you'll come just from my fingers. You big horny boy." A chuckle escaped him. "Good. I always wondered how many times you can take me."

Although the moans grew louder, for now the Italian let it happen, he was more interested in fingering his Omega and playing with his prostate every single time his digits went far enough into his hole to rub or squeeze it. Dio wanted to make Sunny come from that alone before they could start the real fun, and considering how desperate his mate was, he was quite sure it wouldn't take long.

[softasilk]

@sunnyfrenchfry​ | sunny & mary.

“Are you sure about this?” Mary questioned, looking at him with big brown eyes. “I don’t think you are supposed to wear it like that.” She stands up, “let me help you, I’ve done this before you know.” The younger woman walks up to him and reaches out, “please let me help you.”

[illbringthechaosmagic]

؟

I wanna go on a bike ride with you and explore and listen to you talk. Your accent reminds me a little of home. 

[multimusemenagerie]

Ѡ

James stared down at his phone in disbelief. Sunny had been his traveling companion and close friend but he certainly hadn’t been expecting this sudden twist in their relationship.

[text] You must be very drunk.

[text] do you need a ride home?

[text] wait....was this for me?

[saffordstories]

Dibs if you posted it )))

[wrathfulmercy]

👻

Force my muse to spill your secrets from here

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

He’s scared of a lot of things: losing control, being a failure (especially as a father or leader or protector or lover) or losing anyone that means a lot to him. He refuses to tell all of that but I think the fear of losing someone close to you is very usual that’s why probably everyone knows that. But he wouldn’t admit that he inwardly freaks out when control slips out of his fingers cause then he would admit how insecure he secretly is and he always tries to play this confident leader or father who always knows what to do when in fact he only follows his guts and morals that luckily lead him the right way very often. But whenever emotions come into the play, he tends to lose control and makes questionable decisions cause he loses his temper out of fear of loss and failure.