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bae will u ever make a part 2 for the ian fic😩

bae just tell me which one and i got you <3

[urcallousedbaby]

alright now

18+

ian o’neill smith. head (male receiving).

not proofread, for my ian lovers.

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his hands were tied up so he couldn’t even force your head down to which you were having so much fun with.

it was ian’s idea to do this after you guys had gotten into an argument (playfully) on how he had so much control over his own pleasure but you didn’t.

“you can literally force my head down as fast as you want and you’re done. what am i gonna push you down on me and i’ll cum?” you said.

“babe you’re deadass not right. you’re making it seem like i’m using u as a pocket pussy bruh” he said while looking embarrassed.

“i’m not saying you are but” you shrugged.

“alright now.” he said.

you kissed his tip and smeared your face on him trying to messily put all of his precum on you. you took your panties off to which his eyes practically bulged out. you put your hands on your vagina and used the wetness from yourself to add another form of lubricant on him. you then started licking his pre-cum from your face and then you went down on him. you used one hand as a guide to hold you from unbalancing and the other one to massage his balls softy. you could feel him tugging at the restraints and you looked up again with watery eyes and he moaned out.

while sucking on him, you grabbed the balance hand to touch on yourself, moaning and sending vibrations on his dick that made him thrust up and you hit his thigh for him to stop while hollowing out.

your saliva was making a mess, making his freshly trimmed hairs wet and the base of his dick was glistening. you started sucking faster and faster and then used that one hand you used to play with yourself and stuck it in his mouth and he was vigorously sucking on your fingers. he was groaning and uncontrollably shaking as he was groaning nearer and nearer to finishing.

you took your fingers away from his mouth and used tour two hands to pump up and down whilst you licked his tip in a circular motion, looking up at him and kissing his tip. you sucked on his tip while pumping your hands up and down, occasionally rubbing his balls and his groans were louder and louder.

you grabbed your hands and forcefully pushed your head down while bopping your head up and down repeatedly and felt him thrusting his dick up and shaking. you stayed there until you couldn’t breath and then heard him let out an

“ohhhh shiiiiiit” as he finally came.

“and that shit was way better than you guiding me huh?” you said after you popped him out your mouth.

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- j

happy new years my beautiful babies.

[urcallousedbaby]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

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silent night

jack thurlow during christmas time, upset, overworked, and in deep need of a release.

18+

jack’s company seemed to get busy this time of year, which always resulted in him coming back home with his hair sloppily put into a bun, already greasy from the many times his hands were touching his hair, his top buttons unbuttoned, and his jaw seemingly tight while he had the bad habit of grinding his teeth. his forehead lines being more prominent as you noticed him when he slammed the door shut a little after midnight.

you were always nervous to talk to him after work, as the last time you did, it resulted in you both getting into an argument over nothing serious, but you let it happen. you knew he wasn’t really taking his anger out on you, but you allowed for him to do so because it was either him yelling at you or him staying at a bar for ungodly hours.

you were sitting at the dinner table baking a cake for the holiday dinner that was being hosted at your house, every year your family would

alternate between houses and this year it was Jack and you’s turn to host the dinner. you were making all the food and were up since he went to work, preparing, cleaning, cooking, and running in and out of the house.

“i’m home.” he said bluntly as you stayed seated, biting your lip anxiously because you couldn’t read out his mood.

“i’m in the kitchen.” you stated despite you both making eye contact, you were hinting that he should come over here and help as you were still nowhere near finished.

“mm” he said back while throwing his shoes and keys in the same corner he always did. you heard his heels hitting the stair steps. you were getting

tired of him talking to you like this.

“it’s not my fault HIS company is shitty.” you muttered to yourself.

In a state of confusion and exhaustion, you put down the mittens and apron and ran up upstairs. you were met with him shirtless, as he was getting ready to shower.

“the fuck is your problem?” the words left your mouth. you and him both shocked that you mustered the courage to talk to him like that.

“don’t fucking start, i’m not in the mood.” he spat back.

“i’m tired of all this disrespect coming from you as if i didn’t have problems of my own. i’ve been cooking all day for this party and you don’t even have the decency to hel-“ he came closer and his eyes were seemingly darker than before, he was enraged and that’s when you knew.

“i dont give a fuck about that shit, not my party anyway.” he growled while grabbing your jaw to make sure you were listening to him. you couldn’t help but get a bit turned on from this, his hair still pulled back and his voice low, eyes filled with anger that

oh so deeply

needed to be released. you couldn’t help but let out a small gasp as he grabbed your jaw and he stayed there with confusion plastered on his face, until he also figured out.

“oh you like that huh?” he said while grabbing my face tighter as you let out an even louder gasp. squeezing your thighs together which he did seem to notice. he let go of your jaw and pushed you on your knees.

you grabbed his belt buckle and he slapped you,

“stop being so impatient you brat.” he said while laughing at your stunned face from the slap. there was no way you were getting turned on by him slapping you, you thought to yourself as you squeezed your thighs even tighter.

he unbuckled his belt and his dick immediately sprung out, hitting you in the face as you were in close proximity of it, he grabbed your hair and aligned your mouth with his dick.

“open up, now.” he said and you obliged. you weren’t even able to take another breath until you immediately felt the air stripped away from you and a pressure coming from back of your throat. your mouth started salivating knowing that he was going so fast and so rough. all you heard were lewd sounds of slurping and gagging coming from the room paired with low and breathy groans coming from him as tears swelled your eyes.

you were feeling him move you on him back and forth as your fingers came in contact with your vagina and you used the wetness of that to make a lube to get the parts of him that your mouth wasn’t able to which sent him into turmoil.

he started groaning with his mouth open and his hair started to come out of the hairband. you made sure to make look at him at all times and he started going faster. making your nose come into

completely contact with his skin, your gags becoming louder until you felt him let out a mouthful of curse words and him unraveling in your mouth. he let go of your hair and you grabbed some of him onto your finger and started shoving those fingers into yourself. you started to go faster and letting out these ungodly moans that were paired with squelching noises.

he looked at you with pure sexual satisfaction as you saw his erection somehow become again. he signaled you to come on the bed where he was laying and you took off your shirt and your bra and threw them in a random corner.

as soon as you were near the bed he grabbed your hips and started leaving wet kisses on your neck, then slowly starting to go lower and lower until

he reached your thighs. he took your underwear off with his teeth and then told you to get up, you did as told and then he laid completely on the bed.

you stayed standing until he signaled for you to sit on him to which you happily obliged. before you sat on him you made sure to grab his shaft and give it small kitty licks while looking at him to make sure that his dick was as wet as possible.

you then got up and grabbed him, aligning yourself and slowly sat down. a groan escaped his mouth as it had been WEEKS since you guys had done it, mostly because he was always “too tired” and “not in the mood” to which you now took advantage of all the nasty things always running through your head since the last time.

he grabbed your love handles as you started to bounce up and down on him, making his head go back and hearing him cursing under his breath. you felt so exhilarated that he was enjoying it, hearing his vulgar and disrespectful comments about you but not caring about it, making you feel even nastier. causing you to grab your breasts and fondling with the buds, going faster on him to which made his groans become louder.

your moans were louder, music to his ears, but your thighs started to burn from all the work he was making you do, but pleasure sooner washed over you. you started to go slower and that angered him. to which he grabbed your hands that were on his chest and your hips and pushed you on the bed, to where he previously was.

he got off the bed and grabbed your legs dragging you closer to him,

“and don’t think i forgot ‘bout that disrespectful ass tone you were talking to me in, now you’re really gonna get it.”

oh shit.

-j

[urcallousedbaby]

got something brewing up for the 5 active rory culkin lovers

[urcallousedbaby]

title fight come back title fight pls

[urcallousedbaby]

i got something for you

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a continuation from:

warnings: 18+, head (m & fem receiving), nose kink!, small praise kink, playing with cum, filth idk how else to explain!

wc: 792

he laid down on the bed and grabbed your thighs right onto his face. his breath hitting your folds made you accidentally hump his face. you moaned as his nose hit your clit to which he then grabbed your thighs and you jolted.

“no” you said, covering your face.

“baby don’t worry about me not being able to breath, i’d rather die this way anyway.” he said jokingly.

“this isn’t funny ian i don’t wanna hurt you.” you said, obviously you wanted to ride this man’s face but you didn’t want to take him out. in one swift motion he picked you up and positioned himself right under you.

“let me make you feel good baby.” he said while grabbing your thighs and you sat down on his face.

as soon as you sat down, he latched onto your bud and immediately started sucking on you. you quickly grabbed onto the headboard and shivered as this felt so good. you started sensually riding his face and his nose kept on hitting your clit. you were trying not to put your whole body weight on him but your couldn’t help it, his nose and him practically attacking your pussy made you spiral.

you became a moaning mess and he was still going fast, making you grind on his face more and then felt him kitty licking up and down your folds which made your eyes roll to the back of your head. your breath hitched and your brain was on override. from the constant motion of his nose touching on your clit to the sucking of ian’s mouth, acting as though he was trying to suck you dry, you were spiraling.

ian’s tongue started teasing your hole, which made you jolt up, you got up a bit from his face to

let him breath and saw his eyes, his pupils blown and his chin covered in your juices, something about seeing him like this made you feel dirtier than ever to which you turned around and your face was now met with his dick.

you riding him made him harder than ever to which you started spitting in your hands and pumping him fast. you felt him shiver and groan from

behind you and he put his arm over your hip and started attacking your hole. his tongue and nose hitting your hole and him inserting his tongue in and out made you latch onto him and start moaning. the vibrations of your moan made ian’s head roll back and his groans started to become more frequent as your hands went up and down his shaft, kissing and licking his tip.

he was making you feel so good that you forgot about all the shit he’d been putting you through. you loved making him feel good and his dick was your favorite thing about him, you put him whole in your mouth and he jolted upwards to make himself go even more deeper into your mouth. you grabbed your own head and made yourself stay there for a minute and felt his thighs started to shake.

he started moaning loud “fucks”, “that’s right baby just like that” to which you started slurping making a mess with your own saliva mixed with his precum. you grabbed his dick up and started sucking on his balls and he immediately latched onto your clit and started sucking it. he added two fingers right into you and you started clenching around them from the sudden sensation to which you started moaning again on him.

he couldn’t take it anymore, the overstimulation of the vibrations and of u fucking on him was deranging his sanity. he couldn’t even get the words out that he was about to cum because you took his dick all in your throat again and you felt the warm ropes of cum all down your throat. you didn’t swallow it, in fact you did the exact opposite. you spit out his cum and rubbed it all over your boobs and even grabbed some to put in between your legs.

he looked at you in disbelief and then got up

and grabbed your arm to bring you closer to him in which he started sucking on your boobs and then slowly trailing up to kiss you on the lips. he stuck his tongue in your mouth and bit your lip and laid you down right beside him.

you got up to pee and when you came back, you saw he was sound asleep.

he sure had something for you but you had more.

- j

part 2 done:-).

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loco

ian o’neill smith fic -

you love your rapper boyfriend, but that comes with some sacrifices that you are tired of dealing with.

wc: 966

cabeza (fem-receiving), arguing (ian’s toxiccc), fem! reader, nose kink??

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“and you’re gonna continue to fucking leave?” you yelled.

“you don’t give me a fuckin’ choice, blowing my shit” ian said pacing back and forth the living room of your guys’ apartment, looking for his keys.

ian and you have been going through a rough patch ever since he got off tour. he spends all his time at the studio now and you barely see him since you go to school and also to work. he had been hanging out at a bar which your friend had seen him at but you wanted HIM to admit it, not you tell him.

“so because i asked you if you’re going to the studio again you’re mad..?” you said with an apparent sarcastic and condescending tone.

“and then there you go, with that attitude, killing my vibe” he responded while proceeding to look for his white tee.

“yeah cause all you want to fucking do is run away from this, i’m asking you a simple question and you’re projecting acting like i’m the one going to bars flirting with other bitches” you said getting closer to him. he stopped in his tracks and turned around. his face scrunched up, his mouth opened like he was about to say some bullshit.

“yeah you thought i didn’t fuckin’ know huh” you scoffed.

“give me your phone.” you said. he “huh?”’d you and you repeated it more louder.

“we don’t need to check shit” he said while putting his shirt on.

“nah fuck all that, let me see your fucking phone ian” you said.

he went up to you and looked down at you, as if he was trying to size you down, you saw his phone in his pocket and you tried to grab it but he quickly turned his body to not allow you to get it.

“and this is why i don’t wanna fucking be here.” he said and then muttered something under his breath. you happened to hear the word ‘bitch’ come out of his mouth and that’s when a flip switched.

you grabbed the remote from the couch and threw it at him, getting all up in his face.

“yeah a bitch? i’m a bitch?” you repeatedly said while trying to push him out the door.

he grabbed your arms with hands and stopped you from shoving him. you were holding back tears as you hated arguing with him, tears were building up and his scrunched up face turned into a solemn expression. he let go of your arms and hugged you but you slapped him.

you ran into your guys’ room and then laid on the bed, silently crying, hope he would just leave since he wanted to so bad. all you wanted was some quality time with your boyfriend, was that so much to ask for?

you heard the door from your room open and just looked away from the door.

“look at me” you heard him say in a tired voice. you flicked him off and heard shuffling and him getting closer.

“bro look at me” he repeated again. you looked over and saw him, with a saddening expression to which he pulled you into his arms. you broke down into his arms and he pulled you tighter. he gave you a kiss on the forehead and then you looked up at him to then give him a kiss on the lips.

the kiss progressed gradually as this had been the first time you guys had actually gave each other attention in weeks. you cupped his face and pushed your body closer to him. he grabbed you closer as well and groped your ass, earning a moan from you.

he pulled away but bit your bottom lip as he was pulling away. the pain aroused you and you saw what he was doing. he was taking off his jacket and his shirt. he grabbed your feet and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, as he kneeled down at the end of your guys’ bed. you were thankful you had a pair of his boxers on with a baggy shirt. he grabbed the hem of the boxers and in one swift motion pulled them off and threw them near the hamper.

your eyes were drying up but your lower area was growing wetter, as if places were swapped.

“what the fuck am i doin. i’m sorry baby” he said and glided his tongue across your inner lips. you shivered in approval and he used both of his hands to hold your thighs in place. he spit on his hands and then on your lips, licking his own lips in the process, giving your small praises saying “so pretty” and then going in and sucking on your clit. the sudden feeling of arousal made your body jolt, to which you kind of bumped his nose.

that feeling made you moan, to which he started vigorously slurping, licking, and sucking on you. he added a finger and started to pump in and out. while he was using one hand to finger you, his other hand was reaching up to go under the shirt and feel your body, he would squeeze your boobs and finger the nub, making you even more sensitive and wet. he added another finger and you felt exhilarated, becoming a moaning mess. that wasn’t until he was trying to adjust himself and made his nose hit your clit again. you squealed and became light headed. when it happened again and he took notice. he took his fingers out and you whined from the sudden absence of nothing in you.

“my nose, you liked that shit huh?” he said with a shit-eating smirk. you covered your face from embarrassment and he said,

“hollon, i got something for you.” as he proceeded to lay down on the bed.

part 2?

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we need more ian writers this shit is ridiculous.

- j!

[urcallousedbaby]

took matters into my own hands🫣

someone write something for kyle before things get ugly

[urcallousedbaby]

Shit. I Need A De-Stresser

Kyle Gallner as Joel 

Warnings: 18+, one shot, pwp, cabezaaaa (male receiving) gn! reader, degradation, facial.

You go visit Joel at his job and are met with a restless, annoyed, and silent boyfriend. 

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You went down to the New Jersey station after not seeing your boyfriend for 2 days. He would send you messages saying that he was gonna stay after. You were tired of having an empty bed all by yourself, especially with all the recent suspicious suicides and killings that were happening around town. You grabbed your keys and went into the car, a bit anxious in the state I was gonna see him in. You arrived at the station after 15 minutes and were met with one of his friends. His eyes widened when he saw you, you immediately knew that something was wrong.

“He’s bad y/n…” he said and realized you somehow were already at the door of his office. 

You hesitated knocking but ultimately did so, you needed to see Joel, needed to feel him on you, his eyes looking at you. You wanted your boyfriend. You sighed and knocked on the door. You were met with a “come in” and you did. You were met with an absurd amount of bloody ways a person could end their own life. You weren’t used to it but ignored them and looked at the silhouette in the corner. 

“You’re.. here. Why?” I heard Joel say in a raspy monotone voice. 

“I came to see you, been missin’ you for the past couple of days.” I said, he came out of the corner and I saw what looked like my boyfriend but this was not him. His eyes were bloodshot red and he had big bags under his eyes. His eyes looked sunken in, his hair was messy and his clothes looked like they’d been slept in. His eyes looked different. As if he was desperate for something. 

“What do you want y/n?” he said, in a rather rude tone. 

“No, you’re not about to avoid this situation by trying to argue. Babe, what's wrong?” you replied. You read right through him and his avoidant personality when something’s stressing him out. He looked at you defeated, letting out a big breath. 

“This fuckin’ case is just so confusing, we haven’t got no real breakthrough. It’s stressing me the fuck out. Shit. I need a de-stresser.” he said. 

Something about the way he was in a sense, begging for you to help de-stress did something to you, you were just wanting to jump on his bones. You grabbed his collared shirt that was already distressed and sat him down on his couch. You smashed your lips to his and felt his hands reaching inside your shirt, unclipping your bra. He successfully unclipped it and started tugging up at your shirt to which you proceeded to dry hump him over his clothes. you looked at him and could feel his desperation in wanting you, you wanted the same. 

You grabbed his belt buckle and quickly unbuckled him, letting his dick spring out. Your mouth latched on it like a Garra Rufa, producing saliva in your mouth to suck him sloppily. you spit on his balls and started to slowly massage them. you spit on your hands and started kissing his balls, looking up at him and started sucking on them. while sucking, you were pumping your hands on his base, going teasingly slow since he didn’t wanna come home. 

he could sense the brattiness in the way you was teasing him, he yanked your head back, grabbing your hair and saying

“oh? a slut wants to act up knowing they’ve probably been touching theirself every night since i haven't been home.” he let go of your hair and you went back to sucking on him, hands on the base pumping up and down, your tongue swirling around his shaft.

 He pushed your head all the way down to where your nose was getting tickled by his pubes. He wasn’t messy, he maintains his hygiene and they had been freshly trimmed since the last time you went down on him. You were trying to come back up for air but he kept you down, situating himself in a way that would give him better access to your mouth. With his grip still on your hair, he started moving you up and down at a more faster speed. 

you couldn’t breathe but you were moaning around him, sending the vibrations up his body— earning groans from him. you started tapping his thigh as a sign to let you get air and he did. your face covered in your own saliva, he liked his lips and grabbed your face and smashed your lips together. your tongue was swirling in his mouth and he started sucking on your lip. 

you could feel his muscles getting tense so you quickly went down on your knees and he positioned himself right in front of your face and you kitty licked his tip to which he came all in your face. 

“did that de-stress you enough?”

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-j 

suciassss

[urcallousedbaby]

someone write something for kyle before things get ugly

[urcallousedbaby]

“Technically, he wasn’t an ex-boyfriend, but he was an ex-something. An ex-maybe. An ex-almost.”

— Unknown

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why's porn addiction so normalized? It's still an addiction just like smoking and alcohol

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“I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.”

— Heather Davis; The Clearing