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simonrillleyyysss · 2 months
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Just thinkin bout Simon and hypersexual reader who’s insanely desperate for absolutely any form of stimulation 😵‍💫
XoXo, much love 🫶
ususudidkr!!!
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simon x hypersexual rdr!who makes you ride his boot anytime you’re begging and whining in his ear, palming at his cock and begging—you’re just too hormonal!! what do does he mean you can’t ride his cock for hours?? what?? just let him force you down on the black leather and rock ur hips back n ‘forth like that, baby.
simon x hypersexual rdr! who lets you suckle on the head of his cock forever, watching a movie? you’re licking at the leaky tip and rubbing his shaft with your fist; eyes glancing over at your tv while you let him pump his hot seed down your throat!!
simon x hypersexual rdr! that eats your cunt till you pass out or fall asleep, had a rough day?? your shoving ur pussy on his face and begging for his tongue to pleasure you, just too much pent up horniness and rage combining :((
simon x hypersexual rdr! who watches you wank off and strokes his stiff cock to it, shamelessly videoing it if he’s feeling lucky.
simon x hypersexual rdr! who , if he’s tired and submissive enough, let’s you sit atop his cock for hours till he’s emptied his entire bloodline into you, your hand stroking his cheek as you giggle and slam ontop of his cock, again.
simon x hypersexual rdr! who runs you a bath after sex, always cleaning you up.
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pinkmirth · 10 months
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begging you for more cowboy reiner smut 🧎🏾‍♀️
i’m absolutely loving the way y’all adore cowboy rei-rei as much as i do! 😩 im currently working on lengthier fics/requests for him, but im gonna spew out some of the dirty lil thoughts i have in the meantime:
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this farmboy is a nasty man, i tell you! cowboy!reiner can, and will, take you at any given time of day. to him, every location on this barn is a suitable place to fuck. sometimes he’ll dick you down near the hay bales, or six-nine with you in the little cottage that he hand-built last summer; hell, he’ll even raw-dog you in the goddamn kitchen on his momma’s favorite countertop— he doesn’t care. he’s always this close to bending you over the counter, pulling down his custom denim jeans and making a complete and total mess out of you. though the rounds are satisfying, they usually go by fast ‘cause he knows he’s got chores to get back to afterwards. that’s why he fucks you like it’s the end of the world— no time to waste when you need to feed the cattle by 3pm, right? rei-rei’s a feen for quickies, okay! then later on, when the day’s work is done and he finally has time to himself, he’ll use the opportunity to handle you thoroughly, and do all the things he didn’t have the time for earlier. by the next morning, you’re still feeling the linger of him on your body. the dull ache around your hips reminds you of the countless positions he folded you into, all his dirty words . . . quite a nasty man, indeed!
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sucwita · 7 months
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plz remember my answer 𝓲𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾
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thefelinerouge · 4 months
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What’s Fifi and dot’s favorite holiday’s.. And how do they celebrate them 🤑🔥🔥🔥🔥
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roronoaswifey · 8 months
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This yo child? If so I'ma be the sassy aunt
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Adorable btw <333
WHOS GOTDAMN WHITE BABY IS THIS—
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famefckr · 2 months
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❝    i    really    needed    this    vacation.    ❞    mila    says,    leaning    against    the    edge    of    the    hot    tub,    head    resting    on    her    arm    as    she    looks    at    quinn.    their    private    villa    is    beautiful    and    she's    happy    to    get    to    spend    a    week    with    him    uninterrupted.    they're    sitting    right    next    to    each    other,    with    just    enough    room    between    that    she    can    look    at    him    as    they    talk,    but    the    more    she    looks    at    him,    the    more    she    finds    herself    watching    his    lips.    the    way    his    tongue    darts    out    to    wet    them    in    the    summer    heat    while    he    talks.    the    way    they    move.    ❝    babe?    i'm    gonna    need    you    to    kiss    me.    like...    immediately.    ❞    she    finally    says,    giggling    softly.
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@heartfe1t
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pink-sugar · 2 days
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Awesome sweet shop.. Can i get 55 burgers 55 fries 55 tacos 55 pies 55 cokes 100 tater tots 100 pizzas 100 tenders 100 meatballs 100 coffees 55 wings 55 shakes 55 pancakes 55 pastas 55 peppers and 155 taters /ref/silly
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ORDER UP!!!!
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bwunnishit · 4 months
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Hey cuties!! I’m kind of bored so send in some asks! I’ll answer them later tonight!!
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ang3lik · 1 year
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✒️ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬: moodboards! you can ask for ship moodboards, character moodboards etc. Spike in buffy s2?
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𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝.
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simonrillleyyysss · 3 months
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such a silly little thing but i feel like we can all agree that könig was a MASSIVE baby, right??
he had to be at least ten pounds when he was born, a story his mom tells a lot and i have a huge feeling he would have some big ass kids too
giving birth to his kids would be horrifying, no doubt. you'd probably need a c-section
YES YES HES!!
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könig was a big, fat ginger baby. no questions asked, he had the big thighs, big cheeks, rolls on his tummy—he was a BIG boy. he could probably rock his mummy to sleep!!
the first time you meet his mum—he is humiliated. she starts telling you how he used to have stubby, fat little fingers, even pulls out photos from her little binder, gray eyes with curly ginger hair—chubby cheeks squishing together into a little smile :((
has to pull it away from his mum!!
and yes, you best believe your kids are going to be beefy, little redheaded girl with thunder thighs, not as large as him— 8 pounds, but still huge for ur poor body :(( he adores her though!! kisses her cheeks while you slide her clothes on, her legs kicking in the air as she giggled!!!
best fat daddy ‘round, let’s not forget about his dadbod
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pinkmirth · 1 year
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What do you think Reiner and his s/o would argue about in a relationship? I can't imagine it would last long
BACK TALK, reiner braun !
SYNOPSIS — just a fluffy lil drabble about reiner wanting to take care of you. he doesn’t want to argue, but you’re just so stubborn…
CONTAINS — 1k words of . . . fluff, fem!reader (black coded), “girly-girl” reader, reiner feeds you, lowercase intended, just sappy stuff with this caring gentleman <3 (kinda sorta self indulgent!)
this is a tough one, nonnie…. only because maturity is reiner’s best attribute! picking a problem with you is the last thing this man wants to do, and he’s very slow to anger. you’re right about any disputes not lasting long! even if he tried, reiner can’t stay mad at you.
the most that could happen between you and him are petty squabbles about preferences, something dumb like waffles over pancakes! the pair of you ultimately laugh it off and end up cuddling once all is said and done. It’s hard to envision a topic that could stir such a reaction from him to the point where he’s arguing with you. i think the only thing that would get him going back and forth in an “argument” is if he’s worried about you, but you decide to be stubborn with him.
for instance, you’re tired and have been studying all day, and he just wants you to allow yourself to relax. but! you’re persistent on finishing up your assignments. he’d probably grow upset and insist that you deserve a break . . . (veryyy self indulgent ‘cause i’ve been studying for a gajillion tests lately!)
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dull thuds of reiner’s heavy footsteps upon carpet announce his entrance into your room. he strolls around your cozy little home-desk, the one he helped you build a couple months back when the school semester first began. it’s adorned in sanrio stickers galore and polaroid pictures of you and him, nostalgic square photos secured with baby-pink thumbtacks. reiner circles you with a brooding silence, flitting his eyes from the slideshow on your laptop screen to your scribbled notes. you feel him linger behind your chair, but opt on saying nothing.
“baby, c’mon…” reiner calls out, his tone borderline pleading, “you’ve been here for hours.” from behind your seat, he inches in until he’s close enough to rest his weighty hands on your stiffened shoulders. reiner’s warm palms rub along the junction of your neck. it’s helping— he can see it in the way your body slackens in your swivel chair.
“i gotta prep for tomorrow’s test,” his touch brings you to release a lax hum, but you don’t allow yourself to dwell on it for long. the fleeting moment of bliss he provides ends too soon, as you smooth out your oversized baby-pink tee-shirt and begin to refocus on your work.
“have you eaten?” he asks. the shake of your head brings about his frown. you could surely get your work done without depriving yourself of basic needs… all he wants is for you to be well taken care of. “no, not yet.” you spare him a glance before looking back over your laptop.
reiner’s hand shoots out, grabbing your chair and turning you halfway-round to face him. the closeness of his face to yours makes it seem like the perfect opportunity to press your lips to his and linger there for a while. instead, you remain still, choosing a safer route by stealing glances of his handsome attributes. your eyes run across his prominent collarbone peeking through his low-neck sweatshirt, the slight clench of his firm jaw, most especially the raw concern swimming in his honey-golden eyes. “why not?” reiner questions, with his brows drawn tight in worry. you whirl back around, for the sake of your own resolve.
“because i’m studying, reiner.”
“no, you’re cramming.” he corrects. reiner can read you like a damn storybook; it’s almost as though he knows you more than his very own self. “at least i’m drinking water,” you raise a bottle from your desk for emphasis. water sloshes in the cylindrical confines as you set it back down, “happy?”
reiner rolls his tongue and prods at his inner cheek. he decides to pay no mind to your little attitude. “water’s fine, but you need food.”
“a meal would be too heavy for me... i’d probably end up falling asleep.” you haphazardly shoo his suggestion, scribbling bullet points onto your notebook.
“so a snack would be better, then? your favorite fruit is in the fridge downstairs.” reiner turns on his heel, intent on coming back with a bowl of nicely-cut strawberries and mangoes. you reach out, clasping onto him forearm before he zips out of your room and descends the flight of stairs. “it’s okay, reiner.” you assure. the ends of your manicured nails ghost his wrist.
“is it really? ‘cause it’s hard to believe that you don’t want me to get anything at all.” he quirks up a thin brow as he says it. reiner knows just how much you need his support— you’re simply choosing to act like you don’t.
“i’ll get somethin’ to eat later, i promise.” with the twirl of your ballpoint-pen, you’re back to writing. this is his third time checking up on you, and you give him the same answer with every visit. all this stubbornness has gone on long enough.
“you may be busy, but you’re also tired.” he's quick to snatch the pen from your hands, right in the middle of you scrawling a sentence onto lined paper. “hey! reiner, give it—”
“nuh-uh. stop bein’ difficult about it.” he plants a large hand onto the back of your macbook and shuts it closed. you do an over-exaggerated huff, make a pout, throw in a bratty eye roll— he doesn’t care for it. what you need is to allow him take care of you. he can’t let his darling work herself to death, now can he? not in a literal sense, but he wouldn’t forgive himself for allowing this to continue.
“i’ll be right back, okay? and for the love of god, don’t open that goddamn laptop.” he makes his leave. you hear the faint hum of a microwave. it doesn’t take long for him to return, with a steaming plate of food in hand. reiner takes joy in replacing that stupid notebook of yours with the reheated dinner that he cooked up for you over an hour ago.
he pulls up a seat, scoots in close, and brings a hot forkful up to your mouth. “don’t argue. just eat, baby.”
this sly man knows that it’s your favorite food. you have no energy left to brush him off. finally, you give in. with a soft ‘ah’, you allow reiner to feed you. there’s a satisfied gleam in his eye as he stuffs your mouth with bite after bite.
“it’s good?” he softly asks. you cover your mouth while chewing, giving him a sheepish nod. “mm-hm.”
“you feel better, don’t you?” reiner nudges your shoulder with his broader one. you don’t try to fight the smile overtaking your lips. “i do…” you relent, looping your arms around his neck. he firmly hugs you in one arm, and uses his unoccupied hand to hold onto the ceramic plate. over half of the food’s gone.
he hears your quiet, sincere ‘thank you’ murmured into his chest, feels your frame relax against his. “good.” reiner sighs into your hair. he wants you to put yourself first, every single time. “that’s good.”
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spaceshipellie · 7 months
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I’m pretty sure this is how Ellie takes baths
https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cx-2ghwLmXN/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
LMAOO omg the little fountain thing took me out💀
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pap3rcherry · 9 days
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guys, is Engel a minor?
like i heard he wasnt??
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thefelinerouge · 7 months
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if you were to make a modern au of dorothy and fifi what would they be like... out of curiousity
u said modern but,,, my brain said “draw y2k dorothy”
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(i didnt draw fifi purely bc i cant see her wearing anything other than white collared button-ups. she’s boring)
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ssparksflyy · 2 months
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my friend called me a fake marvel fan bcs i dont like thor dark world?? didnt realize i had to love every single movie damn
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famefckr · 3 months
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she    walks    out    of    her    large    walk-in    closet    and    spins    around    in    her    pretty    dress,    smiling    at    quinn    when    she    sees    him.    he'd    laid    out    the    outfit    he    wanted    her    to    wear    for    their    date    tonight,    and    she    liked    the    idea    of    being    all    dressed    up    in    something    he'd    picked    out.    and    he    had    excellent    taste.    ❝    are    you    going    to    tell    me    where    we're    going    before    we    actually    get    there,    or    am    i    in    for    a    whole    surprise?    ❞    she    asks,    leaning    in    to    look    in    the    mirror    as    she    fastens    a    pair    of    hoop    earrings.    her    makeup    is    done,    just    a    light    application    of    gloss    and    some    mascara,    no    need    to    go    too    crazy.    she    knows    he    likes    her    no    matter    how    much    makeup    she    has    on.    ❝    i'm    really    excited    to    see    what    you    have    planned    for    us.    ❞
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@heartfe1t
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