#twerks /j

[tokillamockingbird427]

Fed! Logan who knows Keegan well enough to guess his roosts and teases him through the scope. Just waves or does a finger gun.

Bonus if Keegan doesn't know Logan's ID then, like he has a mask on and they don't know he's out of the pit, so there's just this random Fed who has a heatseeker on him 24/7 and it freaks him out.

[nanabrainrot]

Five to Ten Fingers

You have a thing for holding hands. He has a thing for holding hands with you. You always know when to do it.

Homelander/F!Reader | insinuated established relationship, fingering, beta free. No use of pronouns but reader has a pussy. Drabble bc I lazy </3

Babbling, bucking, and broken, John fucks your pussy nonetheless. It was a fixation, obsession, to watch you like this; coo at the way you twitched on his lap with his fingers pumping you full. Getting to know you meant getting to know your pussy. Getting you to cum was an easy task now and barely even a feat in his eyes - it only mattered how much he made you cum.

The hum of the television, ginormous and hosting an angelic ever changing projection of color on your naked torso across his lap, is loud enough to keep that constant rurr of background noise but not loud enough to compete with the cacophony of sounds spilling out of you. The sound of your socked feet pushing against the sofa’s fabric as you kicked your feet involuntary as your nerve endings fired unwittingly everywhere. The sound of your cunt, squelching loud gushy sounds as his fingers pumped into your groin. The sweet, sweet sound of your pleading. Unintelligible, broken, and stupid.

Your hands kept searching for something, grabbing at the blanket with a vice grip, his pajama pants, his evening tee, whining with each contact until you find something: his hand. His left hand had settled near your shoulder a bit ago, stroking at the skin as he milked you of everything you could give.

You find the skin and the clarity is there for a second, a moment, as your head falls back as your hands start to draw his hand to your chest. Not to toy with your tits but to leave it there - hands wandering up his forearms and stroking the skin of it, then wandering to his hand.

The thick veins pushed at his skin. Apricot, peachy skin and the undertone of greenish veins under it. His hair was yellowy, brownish. Eyes a hue of blue only found in colored pencils, gouaches, watercolors - something only manmade which made sense for him. Beyond human. Beyond reason. The muscles of his chest in his home clothes, a tank that was ribbed and thin, off white. His lips, a thin line of mauve smirking. Teeth like pearls. Hands like a bear trap - open and capable of breaking. Made for breaking.

Bear trap or what, you hand clambers into his. Graceless, needy. Gripping pathetically like it was a rope and you were descending into a valley of death. Needy. Desperate.

“Homelander saves the day!” The television hums, the planes move by. Humming, sounds all aware to him with supersonic ears. They mean nothing. White noise. The sound of gushing, socks on the sofa, panting. Whining.

His favorite noise: “John!” You croon like you’re crying now. A weepy sound, tears slipping down your face. With your eyes screwed shut, you don’t see the smirk change, his eyes soften.

“One more, okay?” he coos, your back arching off his lap. You cried, but nodded and sniffled. Then second favorite sound: the sound of you cumming.

[kiwiwinjindouche]

My friends decided to kill me for no reason and for the last theme of their flash paint today they went "hey! let's do a Jindosh-theme for Dagyne!"

so behold! their masterpieces (ft their usernames)

Feat mine because i was in the vc and wanted to draw a little with them despite not participating, ready to bring another Jindosh, only to hear them going with this idea and going crazy

[pelosya]

Mina o Sharon 🔥

[gojos-thot-patrol]

ok i did what you told me and closed my eyes. fate told my finger to vote for Geto

Fate told you to vote wrong it seems

[strwbwrrybunny]

part 1 here♥︎

fuck it, guess we both ain’t shit! eren j.

cw 𐙚 revenge sex, choking, creaming, video-taping intercourse, spanking, connie crying . . . lmao! minors, shoo!

a/n 𐙚 ya’ll i was supposed to been have had this out! so sorry for the delay, lol. anyways big shoutout to @sugurubabe because she said this was her favorite story and it motivated me to finish<3 as always likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

you were sick of connie fucking springer, sick of crying for him, sick of waiting for him to change, sick of always competing against other women for his attention. you can’t believe how stupid you’d been to actually think he’d change for you, once a cheater, always a cheater. your last plan to get back at him had backfired tremendously, with him pounding into you. so now, here you were in eren’s cozy apartment, head sunk in his bedsheets as he pressed into you deeply.

the sound of your ass bouncing against his toned stomach was deafening, profanities falling from your swollen lips. eren was twice the size of connie, and your poor cunt was sore from the unfamiliar stretch. ”e-eren,” you whine, feeling his hand thunder against your ass. a whimper slips past your lips as he caresses the burning flesh. the sound of your cunt around him is loud as you gush with each thud, you’re so wet for him.

eren smirks, holding your phone steadily in his hand recording you.he makes sure he records how you’re creaming around him,”such a pretty ass. i don’t know how you ever fumbled this man,” eren grunts, choking back a moan as you grip his base.you begin twerking on him, he nearly drops the phone as you squeeze him tightly,fucking only his tip.”oh eren! you’re so big,” you whine, dropping back onto him.this is your third round with him and you couldn’t get enough, god, why did you stay with connie for so long when something better was right in front of you.

your head is spinning with pleasure,hand quickly jerking off eren with each descent of your hips.eren grunts, he knows he’s close.he sends the video to connie and drops the phone to the side, grasping both your cheeks and thrusting into you even deeper, you can only cry and take it.

”yeah, let me show you what you’ve been missing out on,” he mewls.

your phone begins buzzing loudly, you know it’s him.eren is still fucking you wildly,”answer it,” he demands.you gulp, grabbing your phone and answering the facetime call.you have to swallow back a moan as eren snakes an inked hand around your neck,”e-eren, you’re f’king me so deep.” you sob out.

“bitch are you serious?” connie voice thunders through the phone, his face is red and you can tell he’s been crying.you didn’t feel a shred of guilt, even if you wanted to you couldn’t. eren was ramming into you so hard you couldn’t form any words or thoughts.you’re a sweaty mess, the sound of your skin against his consumes you.

“i’ll f’cking kill you.” connie threatens eren.

eren, unfazed snatches the phone from your hand, a wild grin on his face.

“let’s chat another time, i’m about to fill her up.”

click.

[6shepherds-pie9]

I give you twerking pig demon u give me reblog /j

[aizawabuttdandruff]

|||| —she’s kinda messy?— ||||

MDNI(seriously you little slobs)

NSFW

Warning: mating press, praise/degradation, sloppy ass kissing just filthy, balls hitting the ass cheeks mhm mhm check, breeding? Come on now, why wouldn’t I~? Last but not least marking (two types)

When he’s beating down your cervix and pinning your knees by your ears all while the sound of balls hitting your ass repeatedly echos into the walls and bounce right back into yours all the way down to your throbbing clit, which was being tortured by his skillful thumb that keeps rubbing gooey delicious circles into it. Sending shockwaves after shockwaves into your pretty little dumb head. He loves when you get like this! Hair messy, body sweating, drooling and babbling from the mouth about how good it feels and how you simply just “can’t take it- feel s’good, s’deep.” And oh he can’t forget his favorite phrase “feel i’all in m’-tummy.” You’re just so damn cute when your beg and babble at him for stop and keep going, you don’t even know what the hell you want anymore and you don’t even know what to grab anymore because your grabbing at the sheets, his back, his thighs, shit you even take a chunk outta that ass he got back there twerking behind him in the mirror of your slide door closet. You can’t even giggle because you find it so hot how it clenches with each thrust he makes inside you. And oh when you cum? He’s not gonna stop. He can’t help it. It takes him longer to cum so he’ll talk you through it

“That’s it baby, j- fuck, just breathe. We wouldn’t want you to ruin this perfect orgasm now would we? You’ll be my perfect little slut right? All mine right?”

He’s such a cocky little big asshole, and he knows it but does he care? Of course not, why would he? Not when your cunt is practically gripping and sucking him int like a vice that he can’t pull out from even if he want to. He’s licking and sucking down your neck, leaving little marks down your neck and to your collarbones and nips at it playfully just to hear you let out a little meek mewl of surprise, he could only chuckle as his tip continued to bump and kiss the back your walls. Your left scratches all over his back and arms from the overstimulation you’re experiencing at the moment. But you could only nod at his words and cry out in agonizing pleasure. Suddenly his hips started to get sloppy and you were approaching another orgasm already, he could feel it and you definitely can feel him throbbing as you clench around him, with a silent cry with your back arching off the bed and your toes curling you were soon creaming all around his fat cock, leaving a nice creamy white ring around his thick base and his trimmed pubes. Oh he was in heaven. That’s what he wanted to see. And that’s all it takes for him to push himself as deep as he could inside you pinning your body down as he pumps his cum deep inside of you, making you gasp and the gooey warmth soothed your sore cervix. But he wasn’t done, nope farm from it. Hr quickly pulled out and stood over you as he cums all over your face and chest like some asshole, but you’re his after all, you said it!

[evannhansensletters]

connor murphy oiled up and twerking

(ooc// can you switch the Connor Murphy with Jared Kleinman/j NOT SRS💔💔)

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What.

[profound-bouquetbird]

Swansea x reader where they beat the shit out of Jimmy/j

😼

This is sort of a joke post where my writing is poor

"Swansea, Jimmy bad 😔." You say.

"Oh, fr?" Swansea answers, "K." He grabs an axe.

Jimmy is standing, looking at a wall while paint dries.

"Jimmothy." You speak. Jambalaya turns around and gasps.

"Oh my! No!" He cries. Swansea kills Jimmy.

Party ensues. Anya aborts and dances, Daisuke dances, Swansea twerks, Curly isn't burnt, you are smiling in the corner.

Happy ending, yippee!

[brittle-doughie]

Is it weird I imagined instead of finding mystic flour, reader and dark cacao finds lychee teaching silent salt how to twerk which results in him to talk for the first time? (Which is 'u did not see anything!' then running like hell out of sheer embarrassment) Along with lychee not caring as she continues to twerk while making the 😏 at reader.

Nah, this is wild, chief. Also they/them for Lychee and Salt.

But what exactly are they throwing back, bros got NOTHING on them (skull emoji).

Also what is Lychee doing here, wrong game they’re in, lol

Besides, we all know Dark Cacao clears both of them easily. /j

As confused as he is at the scene.

(As for your question, eh, whether it’s weird or not can vary. It’s just so out there though lol)

[pelosya]

Mina

[lockoutkey]

my proof

when making her ninho room she didn’t like the look of amethyst but did like the sound (sensory issues)

mood will change drastically and quickly when something doesn’t go right

will go nonverbal and have a meltdown when unpleasant situations arise (hid and refused to speak when hit by forever, hid again when sunny was copying her)

favorite people (foolish vegeta and roier)

i would think of more but it’s 10:30pm so this is all i can think of rn

with every foolish qsmp vod i finish my autistic leonarda headcanon grows stronger

[2fort-adventures]

Heavy Twerking

Distracted husband meme. /j

[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: Trick Or Treat {Headcannon}

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Words: 1.6k

Warning: Fun & Games, Implied Smut

Note: Happy Halloween, guys!

***NOT Edited/Proofread***

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Imagine it's Halloween and you and you are going to a Halloween party thrown with some friends that has been thrown by friends of friends. Sorta like a 6° of separation thing where you didn't know you ran in close circles to famous and semi famous people.

You've decided to go as Lewis Hamilton and have even committed so far as to wear a Mercedes race suit, the helmet you bought off eBay from a mega Lewis fan AND strategically position that very familiar bulge down to accurate girth 😏.

Your costume was supposed to be sort of a joke and your best friends were also going as other celebs either in F1 or sports.

You didn't think anything of it and even got tons of compliments for how accurate your costume was. You committed deep and had even gotten your hair braided like his but opted out of the faux facial hair. You thought that was too creepy.

"Girl, I feel like I should just sling you this ass cause you might just be as close to 44 as I will get," your friend Zoë said beginning a twerk.

Everyone busted out laughing while you did the ultimate fuckboi move. Rubbing your hands together like you saw a meal you bout to tear up you licked your lips in the most exaggerated way and nodded your head. Stevie J would be proud.

Once y'all get to the party it quickly becomes clear that you have existed in this 6° of separation world as plenty of semi famous people passed you by.

You and your friends make a vow to make tonight the best night and proceed to drink as much as you can on someone else's dim and see whose son you can go home with.

A few hours into the party you are pretty can't tipsy but not blackout drunk and have been entered into the best costume competition. When you get on the stage with the others, they go down the line asking what you are and to give your best impersonation of what you are dressed as.

It is a hilarious time as each one goes. You watch on as a girl dressed as Marylin Monroe steps forward kisses her hand and blows the kiss before full on lifting her dress in an effort to imitate the steam blowing up Marylin's dress moment. Applause fills the space.

You then watch a pretty dope looking Scorpion step forward and deliver the classic line, "Get over here" before unexpectedly throwing a ninja dagger across the room into the wall.

Your eyes bugged while everyone stood in silence probably trying to figure out just what had happened. When they did, they cheered loudly.

Next it was a girl dressed as Ariel or Ariel if she were in fact over 23 rather than a teenager. For a tail she had on sparkly fishnet stockings and underneath a purple sparkly thong. Her seashell bra was on point but also completely see through and every part of exposed flesh was decorated with pink or purple foil tinsel. You couldn't hate on it or her.

She stepped forward and let lose the Ariel vocal harmonics from when she gave the sea witch her voice. That you could hate on. Everyone coveted their ears and shook their head.

Then you watched someone dressed like Meg the Stallion from the WAP video and when she dropped down to the floor and tweaked on it you hyped her the hell up as did everyone in the club.

Finally, it was down to you and once you stepped forward there was laughter, but most was deafening cheers. With the helmet on it brought it all together and for a second everyone began whispering if you were really him.

When it came time to impersonate him you took the microphone and decided to play it safe. In prime and proper British accent, you spoke.

"You can knock me down, but I get up twice as strong. Yhu know what I mean. I don't aspire to be like other drivers. I aspire to be unique in my own way. I feel like people are expecting me to fail, yeh, therefore I except myself to win. Just like my tat on my back, still I rise."

No one spoke, moved or made a sound for several seconds. You began to think you had fucked it up but then everyone erupted with cheers.

It was a quick deliberation and after it, you were crowned winner. You couldn't believe you pulled it off especially with the shit you said which you clearly pulled out your ass. When you met your friends again you were 500.00 richer.

From then you partied like the end of the world was tomorrow. After a quick trip to the bathroom as you passed down the narrow corridor you felt someone push you against a wall.

"Trick or treat?"

"Uh, what?"

"Clever costume."

Biting your bottom lip, you looked up but thanks to the helmet you couldn't really make out who it was.

"Uh, thanks." You made a move to walk around them but found yourself rooted to the spot.

"I particularly like the um--package down there."

You snorted, your tipsy ass not reading the room one bit.

"Thanks. I mean we don't know if it is accurate or exaggerated by socks, but a girl can dream. Right?"

"So, you dream about it?"

"Be for real I am sure a lot of women have fantasized about peeling back that race suit and taking what's inside as their trophy on their own podium. If you know what I mean."

"Does that include you?"

You were not an idiot you knew who was in front of you was a man and as his scent permeated the air around you, you felt yourself growing bolder though you wondered which guy would get turned on hearing a woman talk like this about a celebrity crush.

"You know what? Sure. Given the chance I would absolutely have my way with him and vice versa."

The next thing you knew your helmet was pulled off bringing you face to face with the absolute last person you expected. Your brain stuttered as did your mouth leaving you speechless.

The man in front of you--Lewis Hamilton himself looked amused as hell.

"What if I said this is your chance?"

"Excuse me?"

He leaned in then, going to your ear. "I'm gonna head out in about an hour, if you decide to take your chance find the guy who looks like a giant teddy bear and tell him "treat."

You couldn't believe you ears, and you didn't trust your words.

He scoffed then spoke again. "I'll ask again. Trick or treat. You decide."

With that he walked off as quickly as he'd cornered you. Holy shit you thought trying to wrap your head around all that had just happened. You needed to sound off with your friends, but you didn't think this was something you should tell anyone. So, for the next hour you continued to enjoy the party.

Every inch of the club you went you felt eyes on you and no matter how hard you tried you couldn't find him again. What are the odds, you asked yourself. You were not opposed to one-night stands. Matter of fact you were absolutely pro one night stands especially with celebrity crushes. You only lived once, right.

By the time the hour was up you'd made your decision. Bidding your friends goodbye, you slid through the crowd looking for someone who looked like a giant teddy bear. The word was as the tip of your tongue. When you finally found him, you spoke them like a witch's incantation.

"Treat."

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[ldysmfrst]

Hi lovely!

I was thinking about AM and how some of them would react to her dancing? Because I know when I'm cleaning or like trying to destress I listen to music and sorta bop around- Just more moving to the beat nothin like hobi or what have you, but just gahh I see a lot of heart eyes and everyone being cute

Hello dear reader!

Thank you for your question. It is a good one! We are not that far in the story yet, but I will answer your question and add it to the story... maybe...💭

Jin—As the oldest, he loves to watch his mates doing something they enjoy. Watching you lose yourself to the music you listen to while doing a mundane thing just makes him smile and allows him a chance to relax with you as you dance in your own world. While he would love to join you, he doesn't because he understands this isn't his time but your time to chill in your way, and he respects that.

Suga—Our lovely sleepy cat has no concerns about watching you dance your stress away. In fact, he will make sure you know that he is there to relax against pillows with a soft, gummy smile and his eyes never leaving your form. When you finally notice and stop, he will encourage you to keep going and lose yourself in it because he loves all of you and all that you do.

J-hope—The dance master himself loves to watch others dance. You warn the others that you do this absentminded dancing when you are stressed or cleaning, but because of your fear of dancing in front of the strict choreographer, you have tried your best to avoid doing any dancing with him around. Unknown to you, he has watched you more times than you know. His heart flutters at your moves, but at the same time, he is sad that you don't feel comfortable yet enough to let him watch. He makes it his goal to find a way to get you to a level of confidence/comfort so you can.

RM—Love, love, LOVES it when you do your dancing and cannot help but join you in dancing. Forget the chores you are doing or where he is going next, his world now revolves around you. Swaying, jiving, and waltzing with you is more important. The world around the two of you fades away as he feels your skin under his hands, your body moving with his, and the love just pours out of his eyes.

Jimin—Dancer extraordinaire, seems to always find you bopping along to something while cooking, cleaning, doing work, folding clothes, you name it. He loves to watch your body move to the rhythms that he can hear and even better when it's something he cannot. His mind creates music to accentuate your dance, then runs off to Yoongi or RM to get it written down, but you will never know that you are his muse.

V— Is your silent supporter. Watching with warmth filling his soul at you being relaxed enough in the packhouse to let go and find ways to take care of yourself. His Alpha still wishes that you would open up more to them and know that your stress is not just your own anymore. After about 5-10 minutes of watching you, he cannot help but to join you. Showing you new moves, learning new ones from you, or just trying to make you laugh to see your gorgeous smile.

Jungkook—The happy, bouncy bunny cannot stay away. You dance, he dances. He joins in whatever chore you are doing, twerking, the robot, waltzing... heck, he would even turn it into a dance-off with you if it made your stress melt away faster. He is never going to let you deal with what gets you down alone once he realizes there is something wrong. If it will make you feel better, he will pull in any other mate and do some kind of crazy dance competition just to hear you laugh.

A familiar feeling among all of them is the flutter in their hearts watching you move. Sometimes, it is just there to settle their own souls that this is real and that you are here; other times, it ignites a fire in their belly for something more. One thing is for sure: everyone will remember what they have seen for months to come, either for lonely nights or ammunition for flirting and teasing.

I hope that answered your question!