#I wanna ride it

[wildbluesorbit]

HIM THIGH !!!👁️👁️

original video @pawoahla

#I WANNA RIDE IT #lemme get a nibble #him jiggle #those eyes #cheat lane #danny wagner #greta van fleet #gvf #starcatcher #scwt #daniel wagner #danny gvf

[dabislittlemouse]

*inhales*

The feminism suddenly leaves my body whenever I see this man. My only purpose is to serve him and please him. I’ll go back to the kitchen and make him a sandwich, wash his clothes and all. I’ll breathe only when he tells me to, I’ll talk only when he allows me to. He can treat me in the filthiest ways known to man and I’d thank him. I can’t resist him, I get so weak whenever I lay my eyes on his handsome face. I dislike every man on earth but him.

*exhales*

(Also tell me if this picture is edited by someone so I can give proper credits, I found this in my gallery and I dont even remember who I saved it from )

#THIS picture is driving me crazy #his smile and his gaze have my legs trembling #i’m down HORRENDOUSLY #i wanna chomp on his beautiful face #i wanna ride it #dabi #touya todoroki #mha dabi #bnha dabi #dabi smut

[watchmegetobsessed]

i love his smug "i own you" face so much

#i wanna ride it #harry styles

[sulieykte]

I am nothing but a whore.

#sam worthington brainrot #i have been watching this for half an hour #i wanna ride it #i'm blaming it on the cold meds #and the period #we're in need of a new tag for inbetween bbg and dilf

[nickyol]

motorbikes are sexy af 😫

#motorcycle #biker #so hot 🔥🔥🔥 #hot as fuck #yamaha #kawasaki #bmw #ducati #i wanna ride it

[that-bluesybitch]

#life is a highway #i wanna ride it #all night long

[raspberryrot]

diesel dyke i doodled to cheer myself up

#i wanna ride her. motorcycle #my art #sketchbook #ink drawing #traditional art #lesbian artist #queer artist #art #diesel dyke

[tojisun]

still on that "simon teaching you how to shotgun while you're riding him lazily" shit and will always be on that shit!!

•°. *࿐

he pinches your chin, rubbing the pad of his thumb against the smooth of your skin. “breathe it in slowly—it will burn, especially ‘cause this is y’r first time—so tap when s’too much, okay?”

“okay,” you hum, eyes fluttering slowly at the gentle touch, a caress you know that is meant to be beckoning.

simon shifts the two of you on his seat, shuffling carefully, but the slight movement still makes you gasp, a sputtering of your breath, as muted please races through you at the deeper press of his cock.

he croons at your reaction, eyes crinkling as he murmurs praises and ‘i love you’s, his voice so full of adoration. it makes your heart clench, lips wobbling at the softness of it all—

simon is not a good man. he said this to you the first time you begged him to take you to his place.

(“please,” you whimpered then, too overwhelmed with your lust to notice the way he was straining against his self-control. “i need you.”

your voice broke, a sad tinge curling in your words, and you wonder if it was that which finally pushed simon to the edge. if it was the desperation he could see burning in your eyes and rippling into the way you held him—loose fists bunching up his shirt—that finally made him buckle.

“i’m not the man that you think i am, sweetheart,” he spat out, his voice weaving between his teeth in a barely-contained snarl. “y’re too good f’r me.”

“i don’t care,” you murmured, stepping closer into him, devouring even the minuscule space between you two because simon needed to know. he needed to understand that there is no one else you yearn for but him—

“goddamn it.”

his snarl was followed by the way his teeth sank into your skin, marking, tugging.

yes! you thought with giddiness, a sharp gasp getting torn from the base of your throat. yes!yes!yes!)

simon is not a good man, but he kisses you like one. he cares for you like one. he loves you like one.

simon is not a good man, but did he need to be? he was yours. was that not enough?

you rut your hips in slow circles, quiet rasps of your gasps filling up the space. you watch with hooded eyes as simon lights his cigarette, before you lean forward to snuff the fire off his lighter. your eyes meet his above the wafting smoke, desire mutual as it drips into each other’s laps.

sweat beads on your forehead, sliding down your temple.

you brace yourself on your knees, mewling as you feel the base of his cock sliding out from the grips of your wet walls, before slowly sinking back down to engulf the thickness of it. his cock digs deep again, settling somewhere that makes you feel so full—you swear your organs shift to make room for him—and it is in the midst of your stuttered whimpers that simon takes a drag of his cigarette, slow and deep.

you become so hyperaware all of a sudden, watching as his chest expands with every inhale. then, he takes the stick out, and he turns to you with pursed lips. simon cups your cheek once again, his thumb swiping just underneath your eye.

anticipation courses through you as you pitch forward, willing your shaking body to sit still. you see the muted spark of the cigarette in your peripheral as you go—a temptress in its own right—until you feel the scruff of his unshaven chin tickling your own.

you didn’t realize how much your lips are trembling until you feel the steady press of simon’s against yours. he gives you soft pecks, reassuring kisses, and then he’s breathing out the smoke into your willing mouth.

you breathe it in slowly, feeling the burn on your tongue slither to your throat until it fills up your lungs. it feels like a thick miasma is being poured down your trachea, choking you with the tendrils of its fiery fog, and you cough, ripping your lips from simon’s.

“shh, shh,” he murmurs, quick to comfort you, his hand steady on the base of your head. “y’did great, sweetheart. y’did great.”

you can’t hear him, ears ringing as the heat spreads within you.

it is so foreign, dangerous, yet it is so, so sensual—

a metaphor for simon.

suddenly, sharp pleasure curls in the pit of your stomach, batting away the burn, and you keen, drawn out and high-pitched, before tipping your head down, needing to watch the way simon circles his thumb on your clit.

he’s let go of his cigarette—

“sim-onnn,” you hiccup, heart thudding with your disappointment. “wan’ more.”

he chuckles, the sound of it so fond.

so proud.

“look at you,” he croons. “it hurt you an’ yet you want more.”

his hand slides down from the base of your head to trace the plane of your spine before settling atop your ass where he grabs a fistful of your flesh. you groan, feeling truly edged out—the lapping euphoria you feel from the slow caress on your clit is not enough, and the thrill of breathing in simon’s sin having been cut short.

any more teasing and frustrated tears will trickle from the corners of your eyes.

simon catches your pout, and he grins, one that is a bite too mean.

“so needy,” he says, sighing dramatically, before he reaches for the stick and pinches it between his lips.

it makes you squirm, excited, your mouth already open—

needy, just like he said.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cw shotgunning #afab reader #suns #q #the way id forget im riding him bc i wanna keep shotgunnin

[pumpkajelly]

I know low - extreme ride intensity is all pretty subjective so just answer however related to however you feel about it! 🎢

(And feel free to put your number and additional thoughts in the tags if you're curious about your mutuals' amusement park thoughts 👀)

#amusement park #roller coasters #thrill rides #I was thinking about this with fam and curious what people's preferences tend to lean toward! #I have been working at Canada's Wonderland for the halloween haunt this year and staring at coasters a lot #I know this isn't a perfectly comprehensive scale but! #feel free to clarify in the tags too if u wanna #I am at a 3 #But I would generally consider myself an amusement park coward #The drop zone is so scary #but i like being spun around in a centrifuge #🎢

[steve-s-slut]

Steve "THE BULGE" Harrington

For you @kurtsword96 and kurties

#oh lord.. you know what im thinking? #i wanna ride it #i know its BIG #joe keery #steve harrington #stranger things #kurt knukle #spree #djo #stranger things season 4 #other stuff

[solardrake]

Delivering mail to the furthest corners of the server ✉✈

#IF YOURE WONDERING WHERE IVE BEEN BTW THIS HAS TAKEN UP SOOO MUCH OF MY TIME IM SORRY I BECAME A HERMIT #i spent two weeks learning cpm and blockbench to make this! every animation is made from scratch #there's still a lot more to do too! but im very happy with how it's turned out #I also whipped up an origins datapack that allows people to ride on my back and to scale the eye height and stuff properly #like uhh. i still wanna make a blink anim. and a low health state that makes an engine catch fire. and clean up some anims im unhappy with #if anyone knows how the animated textures function works on cpm btw... pls let me know ;_; #big shoutout to hazel for helping me with a lot of the technical issues btw! <3 #minecraft #modded minecraft #mineblr #aberrations #oc:strata #airplane dragon

[egophiliac]

I saw comments that the new butler from Ridekamens look like Sebek

He...kinda does

I wasn't gonna say it, but. that was kind of my first thought when he was revealed. :') maybe this is what Sebek's older brother is doing these days? he ran off to buttle for secret agents at a superhero cafe? actually wait that would be rad as heck, I'll accept this headcanon

#art #twisted wonderland #ride kamens #i don't know how to tag this in a way that won't annoy literally everyone so uhhhh sorry about that #'but his surname is aijo' it's his SECRET AGENT NAME gosh you wanna blow his cover or what #...okay to be fair they're not really that much alike #beyond being green manservants themed after reptiles and having sorta similar hair and...well their personalities are different anyway #then again we have yet to actually experience leon so who knows #we'll be in the middle of a tense battle of good vs evil and he just appears behind us screaming GOSHUJINSAMA YOUR DRYCLEANING!!! #actually based on his description this seems pretty likely. hm.

[temeyes]

on your horse muppet, wE ARE LEAVING-

#i would like to give a special thanks to Thorne again for inspiring this entire thing LMAO #ALSO I FORGOT TO ADD PRICE'S GIGANTIC BELT BUCKLE #but i already tweaked the lighting and textures sasahsah i don't wanna redo it from the start eUGH #anyway i would ride them all (all at once if possible HUYYYY-) #my art #2024 #call of duty #call of duty: modern warfare #call of duty: modern warfare ii #call of duty: modern warfare iii #cod #codmw #codmwii #codmwiii #modern warfare #mw #mw2 #mw3 #task force 141 #tf141 #141 #price cod #soap cod #ghost cod #gaz cod #john price #simon riley #soap mactavish #kyle garrick #kyle gaz garrick

[secretsecretbunny]

Photos of Chan that were detrimental to my sanity 🥵

#i wanna ride i wanna ride #he needs to square tf up bc this isnt fair or cool #bangchan #chan #skz #stray kids

[ruubesz-draws]

... Gigan Rex and Megalon kinda did deserve it...

Minus one won't hesitate

MEGALONHOWTFDOIDRAWYOU Stupid bug and his lack of references...

#godzilla #godzilla minus one #godzilla x kong: the new empire #godzilla vs megalon #godzilla vs gigan #gigan rex #megalon #haha #they dead #i mean ngl i wanna ride a bike with them too... #and then ride a tricycle with minus 1 at the last minute #so i can live #who cares abt them #hahhakjsfksdrhkjkdla #also yes megalon is flipping him off but... he don't have fingers so we'll never know #MAGLON WHY ARE YOU SO HARD TO DRAW #REFERENCE WAS NOT ENOUGH!!! #AAAAHHHHHHHHHH #do not repost #my art

[devilfic]

part two to this because I can't stop thinking about them

you're actually really good at this.

miguel can count on one hand, maybe a few fingers less than that, the number of times he's met his match. not many could keep up with him, could take a blow from the full weight of his fist and stay standing, but you can. and you're relentless.

he could be shaking with rage and by the time he's spent sparring with you, you're still grinning with all the energy you had from when you first started. it's the thing that really excites you, he notices: the thrill of the chase, the struggle, the victory and defeat. because he never sees you get like that unless he's taking you. to the mat.

you get this feverish look in your eyes that he doesn't know how to satiate yet, but he likes testing your limits the same way you test his. he likes seeing that excitement on your face, it makes him keep coming back for more.

until he splits your cheek open.

you hadn't calculated correctly, hadn't considered how close his talon would come to your face until it had torn the skin beneath your eye in two. the blood dribbles down your cheek.

miguel's eyes go wild. when he first felt the resistance against his claw, he'd thought of much, much worse. he'd stood there, hand hovering between the two of you in a stunned silence waiting for something worse to happen. he watched the red pearl at the cut, so slim that had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have even hesitated, "shit."

you touch a finger to the blood, smearing it, "it's okay, it's nothing."

it is nothing. to anyone else in the spider society, it would be nothing. the super healing would kick in and wouldn't even scar. and he'd seen you heal before, had left bruises on you that mended themselves within hours.

he presses his thumb to the cut. a bead of your blood sits on the surface of his finger, a reminder that as strange and wonderful and powerful as you are, you bleed all the same. you watch him, curious, "you can have some. if you want."

his eyes flicker to you with that same shock from when you'd first caught him off guard, "what?"

you gesture to his thumb, "my blood. I don't mind it."

miguel stares, "I'm not a vampire."

"that's what gwen called you."

"I'm... spiders have fangs."

you frown, "then why-"

"are you sure you're okay?" miguel asks, even though he sees for himself that the blood has stopped. soon, your skin would sew itself back together. soon, this wouldn't even matter.

you soften. you melt. miguel doesn't know what to do with all the warmth in your expression... "of course. I can handle you, o'hara. no need to be gentle." and there you go again. you know exactly what you're doing when you say those words and look up at him like that. he feels hot under the collar. he presses his thumb into your cheek and smears the blood even more, but you just laugh, "I knew you had a soft spot for me."

his grumble is meant to be a growl—a warning—but he comes off sounding like a puppy who's bitten off more than he could chew, "not in this universe."

part three

taglist: @sleepdeprived-barelyalive @internal-soundtrack

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara scenarios #miguel o'hara imagines #miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel o'hara fic #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #across the spiderverse #marvel #mjwrites #rocking back and forth in a straight jacket: when it comes to a snack pack I can't lie I wanna ride (ride)