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somekindofsheepl · 8 months
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allghostillusions · 4 months
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He's just being silly
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loveandthundercosplays · 11 months
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Yesterday was valentine's day in our country. I miss him like crazy but I'll never admit it
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synthshenanigans · 9 months
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THERES....
THERE A FANFIC OF CJFS & ITALY
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Dear god I love you people so fucking much
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navybrat817 · 3 months
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I am sorry if that was weird or random 💀
It's WAY past my bedtime sorryyyy 😭🙏🏻
I am hiding from Daddy Soldat in a cabinet as I type this.
He must not find out about the Nick Fowler thirsting!!! 🫣
(am I having a brain rot moment where I wanna bother one of my faves? Absolutely! Sowwy though)
-Winter Soldier's 🐕
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Yeah, he may not be too happy if you're thirsting over Nick, nonnie. I'm sure he can find a way to make you forget about him. 😉
And not a bother! I get excited when you lovelies are in my inbox. I apologize that it sometimes takes me a bit to respond. Adulting really is bullshit sometimes.
Love and thanks! ❤️
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Ray concerns me sometimes
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theood · 5 months
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Just got really soft thinking how he's gonna be my first kiss again
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maxemilianverstappen · 10 months
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Is Charles aware that one glance™️ made by him at Max has the power of making people write novel-length lestappen fanfics?
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sasster · 1 year
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if ben doesnt start being nice to me
something will happen to zurven
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alchemistdefective · 9 months
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Um Rirune, you definitely should go check on Chloe, as she is obsessed with licking fairies and gunpowder
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"... Which one of you gave the idea of... licking... fairies? It doesn't sound like something she would do normally."
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"Gunpowder though? Yup, totally her thing. The girl loves explosives and... who doesn't love a good bomb to protect themselves with?"
OVERUSE OF IT, THOUGH
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loveandthundercosplays · 11 months
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I just don't wanna lose these memories, alright?
What If they stayed in the forest just a little longer...?
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crossbonescoffee · 1 year
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Selfish #1
🏷️🏳️‍⚧️| bondage | choking/choking on fingers | name calling | rough sex | crying | no, please, stop, is not a safeword| ftm vaginal sex | ftm anal | ftm sub | ftm written by ftm | dirty talk | slapping
📝 "shut up, whore."
he's whimpering. his shiny jade eyes are pleading with me, but we both know he doesn't fucking know if he wants me to stop or keep going. I don't care.
He's crying as i tie his hands above his head. An open palm slap to the cheek draws his attention to me.
"If you can't follow a simple goddamn order, I'll find a better use for that mouth." I slap him again, enjoying how he cries out, and panics, looking up at me in fear. I grin and smack him again, harder, causing him to gasp, but he manages to stay quiet otherwise.
Settled between his legs, I run my hands up and down his thighs, enjoying his soft whines and softer skin. But he's sensitive, strung out, shaking. Forcing two orgasms from dick stimulation alone does that. All the same he's leaking like a faucet and shifting his thighs wider for me to see. I look up, and he's hidden his face in the crook of his arm, flustered and excited but embarrassed and all the more turned on by that.
I've wasted enough time being nice. His legs are thrown over my shoulder and I shove myself into his tight cunt. He cries out. I make it hurt.
Pressing closer till he's practically in my lap and squeezing his hips. Fucking him like my life depends on it. Rage. Anger. Hurt. Maybe it fucking does. I don't know if I want to ignore his pathetic fucking cries or make him scream more. It's almost decided for me as I punch him in the stomach. It feels like I'm watching myself, feels like he really shouldn't fucking trust me right now. I double down, thrusting into his pussy harder, faster, bruising his pretty fucking skin with my hands holding him down.
I slow down. Stop. He's crying softly into his arm. His neck is bent out like a fucking temptation and I want to brea- the knife cuts his skin. A line on his lower stomach, and another crossing over it. He gasps and whimpers. I grind my cock into a sensitive spot inside of his quivering bitch hole as I cut my name and signature into him. More lines for the hell of it. Make him hurt. Mark him. His thighs are shaking. I cut them too, shoving them off my shoulders and pressing the blade into the soft inner thigh. I drag the knife down, watching the blood Buble up and spill down his beautiful fucking thighs. He's whining. I don't pay attention to him, but he's making it hard to want to stop.
15 even lines down each thigh, close together on the inside. I lift his legs to my shoulders again and lick at the blood. And bite the cluster of cuts till he's screaming. The cuts on his stomach have bled more. He's a mess. I run my fingers over them, pressing into them, swiping up blood. The fingers are shoved into his pathetic fucking mouth. He's caught off guard, but he gags some and takes it. I almost hate him for being able to take it so well.
" I'm going to fucking ruin you. I'm going to mark you inside and out. I'll destroy the idea of anything else for you. You're mine. My fucking possession. I'll burn us both down before I let you fucking forget it, you goddamn son of a bitch." My fingers prove deeper into his mouth. Pressing into his tongue, knuckles knocking against his teeth. I can't fucking take this.
I jump up, shoving my cock deeper into his cunt, bending him in half. My other and is wrapped around his neck. He's staring at me with tears in is perfect fucking eyes and I wish I had blindfolded him, wish he was on his back, wish he wasn't to fucking pretty when he cries but I am angy. I'm using the hand around his throat as leverage. Holding on while I jackhammer into him. I hit a sensitive spot, he gags around my fingers. I squeeze harder, his pussy tightens around me like a vice. He's fucked like he's nothing more than a toy and right now he is. He's a cocksleeve, a means of letting anger out. He's a warm hole to fuck.
For a split second it aches to think about how he's much fucking more than that, but ripping the fingers from his mouth and backhanding him fixes that. Squeezing his throat, pressing him down and grinding my cock into his loosening cunt, I backhand him again. A punch to the cheek. A slap. Covering his mouth and nose and moaning like s fucking pornstar at how tight he gets from fear. I want to drag him to the bathroom. Show him how pathetic he looks bleeding, bruised while he's bred like the bitch he is. I want to break his nose on the glass. I want to shove his head under water and feel him struggling. The fingers are back in his throat, fucking him like I am. I'm lost in the sound of skin moving together. His crying . The feeling on his useless boypussy around my dick. I move the hand around his throat, using it to grip his hair and pull his head back and lean In close, grinding my cock into him as I hiss in his ear
" you're a fucking toy. You're MY fucking toy, asshole. You forget a lot of shit but I'm gonna make damn sure you'll never forget that. Got this, солдат? You're my bitch, my stupid pet, mine to take and hurt and use. Do you understand, soldier? Stupid motherfucker. Own your goddamn mistakes, face it like it's My cock and. Fucking. Take. It."
I bite down on his neck hard. Ramming my cock as deep as it'd go, pressing against his cervix and pumping my cum into his needy hole. He's sobbing quietly. I chew on his neck, biting and sucking and grinding into him slowly. Groaning as I fill him like a damn Twinkie. I peel myself off of him, making him whimper as I pull out. Keeping his legs spread I smack his pathetic excuse for a dick. Tell him to tighten up like a proper whore. He's shaking, but he's a good fuckin boy, and he makes an attempt. The sights is enough to make jerking myself off quick work, spraying the cuts on his thighs and stomach. He yelps, I lazily rub my cum into my name carved in his skin.
He's in my hoodie and soft pants. Curled into my chest. He's out of it, but a tug on his collar guides him to look at me. And I smile. I can hurt him a thousand times. Make him cry. Take it all out on him. But at the end of the day, it's this image I come back to. He smiles back. It's a quick kiss. He nuzzles into me. I squeeze him. Rub his belly where the cuts are, and he whimpers, but just snuggles more into me.
It's a tooth rotting display. It burns my chest. But i wrap us in a blanket and take what I can get. I won't sleep tonight, but he will, and he's safe and comfortable and that is the crown to top it all off. I squeeze him again.
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alphabravohotel · 2 years
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Traveling this week for work. Yes, my Chucks.
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shiftermateofyours · 2 years
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Hi! How are you?
- Angel :)
I'm great! How are you, Angel?
I'm just getting ready to go down to the shelter to take care of some of our rescued animals :D I'll make sure to update you on their progress.
Tell Davey I say hi.
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beaft · 3 months
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my mum forbade me to say anything to my dad about the top surgery thing, and it's just hit me how funny it would be if i got it done and didn't tell him and just waited for him to notice. i mean, what's he gonna say? "didn't you used to have tits?"
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a-disaster-piece · 2 months
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Billie Eilish // "What Was I Made For?" from the motion picture Barbie
When did it end, all the enjoyment? I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend; It's not what he's made for...
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