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sweetcreature-taym · 3 months

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A snippet from my WIP (so please ignore any mistakes for the moment 🙃) for the @omegaharryfest

Since before Harry even began his degree in architecture, his sights were set on working for one place in particular—LT Designs. The company was renowned for unique, stylish and boundary pushing constructions. Well established and prominent in the industry for more than thirty years. With the original owner building it up from nothing, to the business that now, according to ‘Architectural Review,’ was redefining what it meant to be an architect. That the firm wasn’t creating spaces; it was crafting art.

Harry had to be a part of that. It was non-negotiable.

So when he had finally finished his degree, he’d applied straight away. Because of course, why wouldn’t he?

And he’d been denied. Twice.

In the end, he had been told it came down to his lack of experience. That the firm wasn’t interested in hiring fresh graduates, and that he should return with a functional portfolio and further industry knowledge in a few years.

God, how he had gone on a tangent about that specific tidbit to Liam for hours on end. Because how was he meant to gain industry experience, when the industry didn’t want him?

As undeterred as ever though, he had waited, patiently— for six months. When an opening to work in an administrative role for one of the higher executives at the firm had come up, he’d jumped at it. His degree made him overqualified for the position, yes, but it also gave him insider knowledge and a greater understanding of the business. After three months and five interviews, he secured the job.

To Harry, it was a foot in the door— a stepping stone to gaining the experience he needed. If nothing else, he hoped to build connections. After all, it’s not “what you know” but “who you know.”

Isn’t it?

There was only one other issue— an inconspicuous elephant in the room if you will; Harry was an omega.

He’d considered the idea that maybe his initial rejections had not been because of his lack of experience, but instead, linked to his second gender. Harry was all too aware of how omegas were viewed in the world, even now. “It’s twenty-twenty-four,” Liam had asserted, “No one cares about that stuff anymore.” Harry had only been able to roll his eyes at the naive optimism, of course an alpha would believe that. For Liam, the world was an open field of endless possibilities, he could be, do and enjoy, whatever he wanted. While Harry had to claw and fight just to have a seat at the table.

Despite the everpressing social biases, Harry never let being an omega hold him back. When he’d presented, he hadn’t been disappointed, in fact he had embraced his omega status. Harry witnessed his omega mother raise him and his sister alone, he watched her fight through touch deprivation, observed her defiance against stereotypes, and saw her struggle to put food on the table. Yet, through it all, she remained soft, nurturing and effortlessly kind to both him and Gemma. To Harry, that was the embodiment of real strength. His mother had looked adversity in the eye and hadn’t allowed it to harden or break her; she moved with it, like a flower in the breeze— always returning to its original beauty after the storm passes.

So no, he wasn’t afraid that his omega status would hinder him, because if it did, he was ready to face it head-on, just like his mother had. He would stand resilient, and he would have a seat at the table, regardless of whatever obstacle stood in his way.

He could be strong like her. He would be.

Right?

#fanfic #fic fest #harry and louis #fanfiction #current wip #wip #snippet #alpha Louis #omega Harry #omega Harry fic fest #be kind please lmao

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inkskinned · 2 years

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fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.

hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.

hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy

hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it

hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently

hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love

horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho

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henreyettah · 1 year

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First tlt comic pls be kind to me

Edit: made a very minuscule change. Might take a trained eye to see it (hint)

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atimeofbeing · 3 months

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How many physical books do you own?

In honour of the people who misread my last poll question about the number of standalone volumes by a single author... How large is your collection of books?

For the purposes of this poll, it would only be books that would be a pain in the ass if you were to move (ie no e-books, but ttrpgs, cookbooks, art books, etc count)

#books #book poll #poll #bookblr #booklr #I was profoundly conflicted on the number distribution btw and have no idea if it will work at all so please be kind lmao #mine is 103 #though thats only the books that live with me and not with my parents... but the collection at my parents is from when i was a kid/undergra #so they won't all eventually make it into my collection. probably would add about 70 books though

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gothoffspring · 1 year

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hi! I found another object that I'm going to overuse and decided to slap some patterns on it. Details, credits and download links below the cut.

DETAILS:

This is a recolor of 'The WhipperSnapper: Mach 10 Edition Rocker' Rocking chair from the Growing Together expansion pack.

Unfortunately, this means that Growing Together is required in order for these recolors to work. Sorry!

There are 14 various patterned swatches. You can see an unedited preview of all of them right here (edge smoothing off).

Custom thumbnail for the first swatch.

Patterns are mostly cute, baby themed patterns with some oddballs mixed in.

Also, If you're looking for more recolors of this rocker, I highly recommend checking out the Artsy Baby set by @tinysimmer!

CREDITS:

all patterns sourced from either vecteezy or freepik, thank you very much to the original creators.

DL: SFS / MF

@maxismatchccworld @mmfinds @alwaysfreecc 💖

#ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4cc #s4cc #the sims 4 cc #custom content #maxis match #ts4 edit #mycc #i literally just wanted the first swatch and now here we are lmao #hope someone else can get some use out of them i kind of dig them!#please tag me or let me see if you use these in your gp 😘 ill die of happiness x100

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artchixs · 3 months

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in another life

love affair that is the walk home

#my art #starkid #nightmare time #holloweane #holloduke #miss holloway #duke keane #starkid nightmare time #could someone PLEASE find me the title of this poem I’ve been looking for hours and I can’t find it #but it INSPIRED me #because. fuck.#I know this is kind of messy but it’s because I was so frustrated w posing lmao #anyways I’ll never stop being crazy about them #edit: thank you for finding the poem @thearcanecat!!!#hatchetfield

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buried-in-stardust · 10 months

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I swiped across an SVSSS edit that went viral and just had to share some of the comments under it lmao:

*Mo Dao = MDZS, Tian Guan = TGCF, Zha Fan = SVSSS

*yuandan (原耽) refers to original danmei, danmei being BL (boy's love)

(The novel names MDZS and SVSSS also sound very much like stereotypical novels aimed at men)

[eng by me]

#humour #douyin comments #svsss #mdzs #tgcf #danmei #please ignore my typos #also i remember on weibo when a bunch of guys also discussed how they were tricked into reading mdzs lmao #i kinds have to wonder at their reading comprehension #a few of them didn't figure it out until the confession somehow #straight men goggles are very heavy apparently

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luminouslotuses · 4 months

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q!quackity and the tenderness (and tentativeness) that comes with loving again

a history of my brief body by billy-ray belcourt (reposted here) // CONOCIENDO A MI HIJO POR PRIMERA VEZ twitch stream (all screenshots) // @comfymoth // scared of everything by zeph // @pixiecaps // this december by ricky montgomery // @pixiecaps // letters to véra by vladimir nabokov (reposted here)

#this was kind of rushed lmao #also pixiecaps i’m sorry for using your posts again😭#this goes for anyone please let me know if you don’t want to be pinged for your posts lol #qsmp #q!quackity #qsmp pepito #web weaving #kaleidoscope #cliché

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angelhummel · 2 years

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My absolute least favorite flavor of anti is “canon doesn’t actually justify my immense hatred of this character, so I’m going to make up bad things they did, pretend it’s canon, then get mad over that” like bestie chill just say you don’t vibe with them and move onnn

#i dont understand who has the energy #yes this is about blaine lmao #its not enough to say i dont like him and move on #gotta come up with 193742 false claims and pretend they're real #just to give myself something else to get mad over #like okay honey this is very un normal please seek help #he's not real alskfjslk #this is also about mal from d3scendants aalskfjskldf people have been weird over there lately too #is there anything you do like? can you focus on that?#actually in mal's case it's kind of justified lmao which makes it all the worse that they feel they have to make shit up

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deeva-arud · 4 months

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Deeva Årud - Club Wear Voice Lines

When Summoned: Lights dimmed, tension building up… Are you ready to feel our rhythm? Summon Line: Playing music with friends is fun, I’m glad to be here even though I’m starting to feel a bit nervous.

Groooovy!!: We’d be delighted to see you at our next show. Spotting a familiar face among the crowd is always nice. Home: “Let��s rock and roll”, as some would say. Home Idle 1: I joined the Pop Music Club on my second year. Perhaps it’s quite a drastic change from my previous club but… it’d be a lie to say I’m not enjoying my time here. Home Idle 2: Most of the time I’m the one suggesting we should practice, but somehow Lilia, Cater and Kalim always distract me with all these unknown snacks and gadgets. Sometimes I have the feeling they do it on purpose… Home Idle 3: I need to warm my hands, it’s hard playing an instrument when they’re cold. Home Idle – Login: *humming Piece of My World* Ah- sorry, I didn’t see you there. Can I help you with something? Home Idle – Groovy: I’ve been playing violin and other instruments since I was a kid. My family has always had a connection with music and I’ll gladly continue this legacy. Conveying your thoughts and feelings through sounds is quite satisfactory. Home Tap 1: My first concert with them? Since it was the first time I’d be playing in front of many people, I knew I’d have a hard time trying to look at the audience. Cater noticed and told me to look at him so I could feel less overwhelmed… Let’s say I didn’t expect him to be so literal. His clones substituted the audience because no one came to see us. Home Tap 2: Hm, my violin? Indeed, it’s not the same one I use at Mostro Lounge. An electric violin is more suitable for the club’s activities. I’m surprised you noticed it. That means someone’s been paying too much attention to the musician playing ambience music… That was a joke. Home Tap 3: Kalim and I joined the club in the same year so I got to see how much he’s improved his drumming technique. It’s impressive. Certainly, Lilia’s been an excellent teacher to him. Home Tap 4: I like the idea of having customized masks for our performances. Maybe I should mention it once we have enough funds. Home Tap 5: I recently accepted to do some vocals just for our club sessions. You can come see us, but please refrain from telling everyone else. At the moment, I only feel comfortable singing for a few people. Home Tap – Groovy: When it comes to a band like this many wouldn’t think of a violinist, but that actually gives songs an interesting feeling, don’t you think? Duo: [DEEVA]: Ready for a shocking performance, Cater? [CATER]: Ready as ever, Dee-chan!

#To any violinist in the room: I tried :']#I can probably get away with some details since she's not actually playing here #more like positioning her violin/posing #but yeah. An attempt was made #I actually had to redo the whole card because I didn't like how the old one looked #and if it reminds you of something it's probably because I kind of borrowed Lilia's face shape #it was my last resort after drawing 20 heads and not being fully convinced by any of them HDSGSH #the rest is obviously brought to you by my own suffering #Oh and some extra info about Home Tap 1:#Deeva actually kept looking at Cater on stage out of habit even after they gained some listeners #sometimes the poor guy thinks she's glancing at him because he made a mistake or something lmao #Talking about Cater. One of the reason she joined this club was because she promised it to him #when they were first years she didn't know there was a music club like that #and Mr CayCay here informed her a little bit too late of the existence of the PMC #Also unrelated to what I was saying #but please imagine she says “let's rock and roll” with the most monotonous voice ever #zero spirit in those words #until she picks up her violin and the rock and roll starts rock-and-rolling #it's funnier that way #The need I feel to talk a lot under my art posts needs to be studied #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #Deeva twst #my art

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braisedhoney · 10 months

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looks are deceiving.

back in the day i would have given anything for these two to fight. they’re already kind of dead, so it’s fiiine they're fiiiine.

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korvessa · 1 month

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You think I’m over this? You think I haven’t tried to find this moment from millions of different angles?

Videocredit: damiannasworld

#if you find any please send #this video is like the only proof that this happened lmao like everybody else just collectively turned their cameras away #bojan cvjetićanin #käärijä #KIND OF #joker out

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qomrades · 7 months

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it’s been a year and still………….. i am drawing Them 🦇🍦

#steddie #steveddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #trying to get back in the groove I haven’t been drawing for like……… 5 months. kind of forgot how to do it lmao #this turned out pretty cute I think. I hate hands though please god don’t look at the hands #art tag

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teeth-draws · 1 year

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Ohhh but he used to think nothing of it…

Torturing my fav RO again from @shepherds-of-haven

#shepherds of haven #halle beren #trouble alder #it’s hard to be in love with your best friend #clued in just enough for it to be awkward when it wasn’t before #overthinking n there’s steam coming out of his ears #posting this at a bullshit time bc all American time is bullshit lmao but I will be free of Texas soon #haven’t been able to sleep so I doodled around with this #first time animating sooo please be kind #if games #fanart #because drawing a background killed my family - okay???#lov u trouble pls let me in #where’s her shoe? dw about it.#who let you in here anyway #trouble’s hair is just a big shrug emoji I don’t know ok he gets fluffy today i don’t want to talk about it

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loving-azerath · 7 months

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I live for feral Keegan. He comes back from a dangerous mission, adrenaline still running high and he comes straight back to find you and fuck out all the excess energy 🤯🤯

Keegan literally can make my stomach do the acrobatic routine that got Dick Greyson's parents killed alright?

CW: Dub/Con (if you stretch for it), rough sex, praise, degrading, spit play, choking, Keegan being feral. (I will add Aftercare as always because I think its important if you don't wanna read the after care it will be under an asterisk

Female reader

You hate when Keegan goes undercover. He would be gone for an undisclosed amount of time and you never knew when he was coming back. Sometimes he would get enough time to himself to call you. Tell you what he could but it wasn't often.

You were not a stranger to the dangers of the mission being a solider yourself. Though in a different unit. However, it only made it worse for you. You knew how dangerous so you knew how easy it was for him to not come home.

He always did though. Sometimes his mood would vary. Times where he lost someone he would lock himself away in his office or shut down for a week or two until he was ready to talk about it. You were always so patient with him.

Times he would come home after a failed mission he would mope around for a couple days before getting back into things. You would always remind him that he couldn't win them all. Tell him it wasn't his fault even if when he told you the story you knew it was. He didn't need it from you . Not you.

Then there was the times he came home from missions he succeeded one. The dangerous ones that made his skin feel like it was electric. You knew the feeling all too well. You knew how hard it was to come down from after.

This was one of those times.

You didn't know he would be home. You spent the day texting his turned off phone. You knew it was turned off for his safety but you also knew when he turned it back on he likes to read your texts like a story. You always texted him about your day while he was gone. This time though, you texted him more than that. You had sent him a couple of suggestive photos. Even one from your memories of his thumb in your mouth with a cock drunk expression in your eyes. You were too busy doing your before shower routine. Smoking a blunt to help you sleep without him, you didn't see your messages get the small little "delivered" message under your texts.

The water in this apartment always took so long to get hot so you turned on the water, blasting your music as you took off your robe hanging it on the door and look in the mirror. You looked over each imperfection you would pick out. Narrowing your eyes at them before seeing your reflect blur with the signal that the water is ready.

The water and your music being so loud you don't hear the door open. Keegan walking into the living room looking around at the small space for you. His phone gripping in his hand with an iron grip. His skin was still electric and he had so much energy he could run a marathon. He planned to. Not running though.

He hears your music and knows you are in the shower. Perfect for him, he needed to shower with the sweat and grime that he was coated in. He moves into the bedroom the smell of your shampoo filling the space. He strips himself of his uniform sighing as the heavy vest is moved off of his shoulders. As soon as his length is freed he groans. The constriction of his pants were killing him, it being made worse by your little photos.

You never bothered to lock the bathroom door when you were home. So he knew he could sneak it without you so much as hearing him. You were so blissfully unaware of his presence in your place. The weed making the water feel like heaven.

He opened the door quietly, closing it the same way. You had your eyes closed as you tilted your head back to allow the conditioner to rinse free. He slid into the shower with you, so close but not touching you yet. No he took time to run his eyes over your soaking figure. He was hooked on the look of you like this but he needed more. His body needed more to decompress. So he reaches forward grabbing your mouth and hooking an arm around your waist to pull you close. His lips moving to your collar.

"Don't scream...not yet...it's just me" He says, you had screamed against his hand briefly eyes widened at his sudden appearance in front of you. You were so stoned you had thought maybe you smoked a bit too much. "Fuck baby I missed you"

He drop his hand from your mouth kissing you. You moaned into his mouth at the sudden pressure. You had missed him so much you felt like just the kiss was enough to bring you to the mood. Your hands traveling to his hips. When you touch his inner hip he goes insane for it. Needy for it. He loved your hands there. He groaned at the pressure.

"Kee when did you get back?" You said when he finally permits you air. He comes out breathless and the sound of it makes his head spin. Fuck did he miss your voice. Miss the nickname he only allowed you to call him.

"Just now, couldn't wait. Need you now" He groans against your skin as he kisses down your neck and jawline. "Fuck I have so much energy. I might get rough"

You moaned at the thought. You fucking loved when he got rough.

"Safeword?" He asks, you knew what he was asking for

"Fanta"

"Good girl, you better use it if you need it." He says, you just nodded. He gestured to his body wash behind your head. "Grab that"

You do and he grabs it from you, tearing his hands off of you was hell and he didn't want to but he had to be clean. He needed to be clean for you. So he grabs your hand squeezing some of the heaven scented gel into your palm. Then moves your wrist to his length. You knew what he wanted. You pumped him like this was lotion and his groans made more heat pool in the bottom of your stomach.

He had done his best to clean the rest of him but your hand almost brought him to his edge too quickly and he forced you hand away effectively accidentally edging himself. He curses and you just look at him as he looks up to the ceiling in the feeling grimacing at his lack of release. He is all soapy and shiny and your high ass is about to melt. He shakes his head.

"Wait for me in the bedroom doll. You're too tempting" You smirked at yourself. Listening and leaving with a sneaky hang brushing his cock. He choked on a groan and fights the urge to pound you against the shower wall right now.

You dried off in the room, and within the next five minutes the water shuts off. Your music forgotten as he moves into the room. He doesn't hesitate grabbing you by the throat and slamming you hard on the bed. You gasped and fidgeted under him. He moves your legs apart with a knee placed between them. He tucked his knee against your core. The friction sending your high ass into heaven. He moves the knee back a millimeter to keep you from it.

"No no, not yet. Not yet. I need you to be my doll for a moment alright? Can you be a good girl for me?" He asks, you whimpered at his words. Internal screeching at how hot he sounds. His deep graveling voice pleading for you to be his fleshlight. You just nod and he leans forward capturing your lips. His kisses are always so sloppy during these times. You loved it. Feeling as his tongue dominates yours and your mouth. He moaned into your mouth at the feeling.

He lifts you off the bed by your throat still moving you in front of the mirrored closet door. Placing you on your knees. His thumb brushing against your lips. You smirk and recreate the photo. Sticking his thumb into your mouth and sucking on it. maintaining eye contact while his blue eyes soak in the sight.

"Fuck doll" He whispered as his thumb leaves your lips. He grabs a hand into your wet and unbrushed hair using his others to guide is member to your lips. Keegan did not have what one would call husband dick. What is husband dick? 5-6 inches. What did Keegan have? A much bigger dick. Summer fling dick. 8 inches and girthy. He knew how to use it too and that was a deadly combination.

So when you open your mouth and he pushes himself all the way back into your throat there is a lot of him to take in. You struggled against the intrusion in your throat and he just moaned. Whined almost at the pleasure.

"That's it baby. Breathe through it out through the nose baby" He sighs he pulls you up for air and you gasp it but he uses it as an opening to slam you back down. Your hand hovers over his thigh. Three taps and he stops thats all you need to do if it becomes too much. You don't use it, but you prepare in case. He begins to fuck your throat at a punishing pace for himself.

He wanted nothing more than to rutt into your pretty mouth with no regard but he couldn't. His care for your comfort still takes over even the worst of thoughts.

You had saliva dripping down your chin and onto your chest and your wetness between your legs was dripping down to your thighs. Every thrust and curse leaving you more and more dripping.

"Look at me" He tells you, you do and he groans making eye contact with you as he thrusts into you. "Fuck you look like such a whore like this. I fucking love when you look like a little whore"

Finally he pulls out of your throat, leaving saliva dropping down your chin again. He swipes it with his thumb and then grabs your chin roughly getting you to your feet as he basically manhandles you to the bed. Your knees hitting the edge and you tip over. A hand on your chest has you pushed into the bed laying down. He looks over your body like this.

"You are so fucking hot" He whines as he moves in his fingers moving to your core and running a gentle finger through your folds. You buck your hips towards him and he laughs. Laughs "Look at you being a bad doll. Dolls don't get to be needy."

"Kee please...I've missed you" You groaned, the weed making you so fucking sensitive that it was torture to be teased in any capacity. He doesn't move his hand from your face. He slides the tip of himself through your folds you whined at the pleasure rolling your eyes at it.

"Ooh baby, you missed me?" he coos teasing you further you nodded and tried to buck your hips to him but he shakes his had. "I don't fucking care doll. Sit still and take it"

His hand moves from your face, down to your throat keeping you in place as he slides through your wet folds. The friction makes your head spin. Soft whimpers falling from your lips which he breathes in like it's air. He is panting and whimpering in his own way at the feeling of your slickness against him. He can't handle it anymore getting further onto the bed releasing you but only for a moment.

"Bend over on the bed. Face the mirror" He demands, you are panting and needy and you listen far too quickly. Sober you would be begging for a little pushback. Tease him. Banter. Anything. Not this time, you just wanted to be fucked. He get behind you watching himself in the mirror, watching your anticipation on your face and it seems to make it worse. He needed you more than he needed air.

He places himself at your entrance and wastes no more time shoving into you. Slamming into you until his hips rests against your ass. The moan that escapes your lips is so lewd that he wishes he had recorded it. He wanted that moan imprinted on his fucking skull.

"Shit Doll, you like it when I shove into you like that don't you?" He asks "What a fucking whore. To like it like this."

"Please move, I need it" You whine

"Dolls don't get to talk" He tells you "Unless it's my fucking name don't say shit"

He shoves a thrust into you making you yelp at the pleasure. Your brain is fuzzy from the weed and the pleasure. You white knuckle the sheets in front of you. His pace picks up, slamming into you like it is all you are there for. The sound of your bodies slapping together and the squashing sound from your slickness. It almost is louder than your panting moans.

"Shit Dollface you feel so fucking good" He groan punctuating the words with hard thrusts he reaches forward grabbing your hair and forcing your head up. "Look at how good you look getting fucked like this"

"Keegan" You moaned which makes his eyes practically roll out of his head.

"Fuck say it again"

"Keegan" You whine

"Just like that Doll. Fuck you feel so good. I missed this tight pussy so fucking much" He growls as he slams harder into you. His other hand moving to your hips calloused fingers digging hard into your hip. "Tell me how much you missed my cock"

"So fucking much kee" You answer, too fast which makes him laugh aggressively pulling you flush against his chest by your hair, ignoring your yelp and sharp exhale. His hand on your hip moving to cup one of your breasts. Moving your hardened nub between his fingers.

"Open that fucking pretty mouth Doll" He orders, you do "Stick out that tongue"

You do that too He spits in your mouth, and groans as he watches you face.

"Fuck you're such a whore. Look at you." He says forcing your head back to the mirror. You take in your cock drunk appearance, far too high and dumb from his dick to focus on your imperfections. Just how lewd and pornographic the scene is. He is thrusting into you so hard and at a punishing pace that leaves you panting harshly. "Look at how well you take this fucking cock Doll. How well do you take it tell me"

"Keegan" You whined not knowing how the fuck you were supposed to reply. You couldn't form a single intelligent thought if you tried. How the fuck were you supposed to reply to that. He shakes his head yanking on your hair again spitting in your mouth again.

"Answer the question. How well do you take my fucking fat cock?" He asks

The whimpers coming from your lips turn into mewls as you attempt to figure out an answer for him. Growing impatient he shoves you back into the bed, pressing your face into the mattress as he picks up his pace. His hand moving to the base of your neck to keep you firmly on the bed but allow you to breathe. His thrusts become erratic and uneven and his moaning turning further into whimpers and groans.

He reaches under you with his other hand ribbing circles into your clit which ignored before so rudely. The waves of warmth and pleasure that radiate through you could have melted the artic. Tightening that ball of tension in your core that threatens your release.

"Fuck you perfect fucking doll. I need you to cum all over me. Come on be a good girl for me. Cum on me" He tells you "You are so fucking perfect you fucking whore. Cum on me"

The stars you see ripping through your vision as your orgasm shatters you remain even as the orgasm passes. They remain in your vision as you clench around him. Tightening further which makes him curse under his breath. Pulling him so close to the release he's needed for months. The release he denied himself in the shower.

"Good fucking girl. Good fucking doll." He grinds out, punctuating the words once again with his hard thrusts. He doesn't last much longer "The answer is so fucking well. You take this dick so fucking well"

The sensitivity in your clit ignites further, unsure on the cause. Weed, his words, his finger still messily slipping around your soaked folds as he fucks you so hard you can't think. You don' t know but you feel yourself building again.

"Kee, cumming" you announce and scream his name and profanities into the mattress. He moans feeling your walls clench around him again. Throwing him off his cliff and his orgasm is so intense that he forgets he still has you in his grasp. Not really forgets but forgets that you are a person for a moment

"Oh fuck" He grinds out through it, his hand on your folds moving to your hips and shoving them into the bed into bone prone as he pushes into you his grasp bruising and hard "Oh fuck Fuck"

He fills you, so much escapes into you from the months he has spent without. His energy depleted and his craving sated.

"Good girl"

**AfterCare**

When he pulls out of you and his mind comes down from it's high he realizes how rough he went near the end. He rolls you over onto your back checking your face for any signs of discomfort.

"You did so good for me. Was I too rough?" he asks you shake your head.

"I should tease you on missions more often" You say, he chuckles and then gets up grabbing a water from the minifridge in the corner. Put in for this reason. He hands you a water with no words. You know to drink it. He walks to the dresser to grab himself boxers and you a pair of his shorts. He stops when he see's the blunt's butt and the lighter he looks back at you. Guilt sweeping through him.

"Are you stoned right now?" He asks you freeze and nod slowly. "Baby I wouldn't have if I-"

"I'm fine Kee, I liked it" you say with a giggle he doesn't like it still he sets the shorts beside you helping you clean up the mess he made of you. Lightly kissing you everywhere he can. Every bruise he could see you would have he kissed pressing an ice back from the fridge against it. Whispering how good you did. How beautiful you looked. How precious you were to him Praising you more than usual because he felt bad. You didn't. You were so utterly fucked you knew you would think about it forever. Those sex flashbacks were going to hit different.

#i need it #pleasekillme #kinktober #keeganxreader #Keegan is so 8 inch coded and I am not sorry #can he spit in my mouth please #keegan fucks #Keegan smut #keegan p russ #Cod keegan #this is smut I wrote while listening to mormon church hymns #I only put that last one to see if anyone looks at my tags lmao #COD SMUT #Keegan is kind of filthy low key #high sex is the best sex and I dont wanna hear no fucking back talk

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