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I’m kicking off the weekend with The Rolling Stones because whoever you are, I’ve Had It With You!
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avnasace · 7 months
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(edited for spoiler warnings jjk spoilers ch236) gojo and geto now having the same death anniversary, megumi's body being used to kill someone he loves AGAIN, gojo's students all watching him get sliced in half, gojo wishing geto was a teacher, the fever dream conversation with Geto, Haibara and Nanami, oh gege we are in your walls for real this time you were cruel for this...
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marlinspirkhall · 4 months
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The editing of this show continues to be spectacular, bested only by Lily's outfits
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thechekhov · 2 months
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Not to be dramatic but please don't let tiktok convince you that your indoor, couch-potato dog needs a bath every day or even every other day.
The amount of videos I see of people bathing their dogs that suggest they're making this a part of some daily routine is giving me the vapors.
Unless your dog is rolling in manure, playing in the ocean, or rolling in dirt and then coming over to sleep on your couch DAILY, then they DO NOT NEED A DAILY BATH.
Over-bathing your dog CAN actually damage most coats. They will not benefit from constant shampooing and washing. Just let them live. Brushing and de-tangling long coats has WAY more benefits and way more dogs need to be brushed daily than bathed daily.
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samandcolbyownme · 6 months
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Summary: Request on Wattpad - “Could u write on where y/n is a friend of Sam and colby and they invite her to a party with the intention to seduce her at said party, so the whole night they flirt with y/n and tease and touch her. When they notice that she's all riled up and confused they invite her upstairs and shit gets freakydeakey, like pure filth and name calling and stuffAnd they mostly focus on her but like that thing where they're like "you got your fun, now it's our turn to get our fun" I hope it makes sense”
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, alcohol drinking, pot smoking, unprotected sex with both Sam and Colby, creampie, choking, biting, sexual inuendos, praising, dirty talk, heavy teasing, filth filth and filth
Since Halloween is coming up… I’ll do a costume party.. you’re welcome so there is slight references to the devil and other stuff like that.
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You put in your headband that had your white feathery halo attached to the top of it and looked in the mirror, "Hey, mick? You almost ready?"
You applied your red lipstick, pressing your lips together a few times before leaning back up, "They guys told us not to be late."
"The guys can wait, not like our lives revolve around them anyway." Mick says walking into the room.
Your life actually did revolve around them, you liked them. Both. A lot. But no one really knows it. They really can't. So you play it off, "You're obviously not as excited for this party as I am, so what gives?"
She lays on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, "Rough day, I guess. I need to get drunk, so.." she jumps up, her tinted pigtails bouncing as she does, "I'm excited for alcohol."
Your phone dings and you pull it out from your purse, smiling as you see it's a selfie that Sam sent of him and Colby, Hurry up and get here. We can't wait to see what costume we'll be taking off of you tonight
You roll your eyes, replying, Don't threaten me with a good time, with three added laughing faces.
It was always joke, after joke, after joke. You just wish they would finally give in to you being their girlfriend, hell, you'd even settle for being their little play thing at this point.
Colby pops up in the group chat, only one way to find out if he's joking. Get your ass hereeee!!
You bit your lip, on my way.
You were getting your hopes up, at this point you were excited for alcohol, too. But then again, alcohol, with them looking as hot as they do, probably not a good mix.
But as Colby said, there's only one way to really find out.
.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.
You arrive at the house, and it's absolutely decked out. Orange lights, pumpkins lit on each step leading up to the door, and of course the music is loud as shit.
"They really go all out, don't they?" Mick says leaning into you as you walk up the steps. You laugh slightly and look at her, "They hunt ghosts for a living, Mick. Of course they do."
She laughs and shakes her head, "Yeah, you're right." You make your way to the door that's open and has people flowing in and out of it.
"I'm going to go find a drink, you want one?" She yells to you as she looks around. You nod, "yes please and actually mix it with something."
She laughs as she walks away and you stand there, dressed in your white lingerie, mini skirt, and heels as you try to find someone you actually care to talk to.
Your small angel wings run against your arms and your heels click against the balloon filled floor as you walk.
"Hey angel."
You smirk, you'd know that voice any day, "Sam." You say turning around. He holds out an alcohol filled blood bag, "Thirsty?"
You slide it from his grasp and look at it, then back to him dressed up as a vampire, "Fitting. Very fitting." He smirks and looks you up and down and before he says anything, Colby walks up behind you, "Are you lost?"
You turn and look at him confused, "Am I what?"
"Heaven is a long, long way from here." Colby smirks slowly and your face softens as you laugh, "Ah, that's a good one, Colby. Thank you."
He looks you up and down, "Damn." He glances at Sam, "fitting isn't it?"
You look at Sam, "Huh?" He shakes his head, "Don't worry about that right now, sweetheart."
"Have you guys been drinking already?" You raise your eyebrows and look between them. They both smile and look at each other, nodding while they laugh.
"I need to catch up." You mumble as you push your way through the crowded house, trying to even catch a glimpse of Mick.
"Finally. I've been waiting for my drink." You sigh as you rest your hands on the counter, the bag Sam gave you still in your grasp.
Mick nods towards it, "where did that come from?"
You look at her and look down, "Oh. Yeah, Sam gave this to me." You shrug and toss it down on the counter, thinking about it quickly before opening it and drinking it.
"Oh my god, what the hell is in these?" You make a face and quickly chase it with a shot of something that isn't alcohol.
"That is cranberry juice and vodka." Sam says walking up beside you to make himself another drink. You look over at him, fighting back a smile, "You forgot the cranberry juice."
Mick hands you a drink before she walks away, and to your surprise, it's actually mixed very well, "Thanks."
Sam gives you the side eye with a smirk, "Lightweight."
You want to grab him and kiss him. His smirk drives you insane, along with Colby's.
And speaking of the devil, or to be specific, demon, "So what time do you have to be back in heaven?"
"Are these going to continue all night long?" You spin around, resting your lower back against the counter as you stand between them.
"Depends on how long that costume stays on for." Colby winks at you before walking away with Sam. You watch them as they move away, looking back at you with smirks on their lips.
You bit down on your cup to keep yourself from any embarrassment that might leave your lips. You quickly finish that one and spin around, their eyes still on you, as you pour yourself a drink.
You find Mick, grabbing her and dragging her over to the beer pong table, "Let's get this party started."
"Who wants to play us in pong?" Mick yells, getting almost everyone's attention.
"We will." A tall guy dressed as the joker says as his friend who is dressed as Batman stands next to him, eyeing you up and down.
"Isn't that perfect?" Mick says looking the joker up and down, "Harley Quinn, nice to meet'cha."
You take a long sip of your drink, turning towards the table and grabbing one of the pong balls, mumbling quietly, "Let's go."
You turn to Batman and hand him the other ball, "We'll shoot for first shot, yeah?"
"Anything for you, angel." He winks behind his mask and he walks over to the other side. Honestly, you loved it when Colby made the angel jokes, but from anyone else, you wanted to puke.
You shoot first, sinking your shot and Batman misses.
"We go first." You get your ball out of the cup and joker hands Mick hers and she giggles, already tipsy, "Thank you, Mr. joker."
You roll your eyes and you go to shoot. You feel both sets of eyes on you, and it wasn't from Batman or joker.
It was from the demon and the vampire who are sitting on the stairs watching your movements. You tried not to let them under your skin, blocking them out, and you sink your shot, Mick's following right behind hours.
"Two in one. We win." You hold your hands up, "Boom."
"What the hell?" Batman says and the crowd cheers for you and Mick. You glance up, Sam and Colby smiling and cheering for you as well.
"Rematch." Joker says extending his arm out, "But we get first shots this time."
You motion to the table, "All yours."
Joker sinks his, Batman doesn't. So you and Mick drink.
You and her shoot, both making it, so you get balls back. Soon enough, you knock them down to two cups, balls back again, and you win the game. You lean forward, resting your palms flat on the table, "Wanna go again?"
Batman tilts his head, "We can do this all night, angel."
And there it is, the ick.
You lean up, "I'm just going to get another drink quick. Mick, go for me." You walked away, heading over to the counter where the alcohol sits.
"So, I take it there's no curfew in heaven, huh?" Colby says walking up beside you. He leans down, resting his elbows and forearms on the countertop and you smile, "Actually, instead of being home at ten, I have to be home at 11."
Colby looks over at the clock on the stove, "looks like you got plenty of time to have fun then." He winks and rests his hand on your lower back as he stands up, "Find me later, we can have a dance before you descend back up to the pearly gates."
He stops and leans back in, "Sam too, can't make him too jealous."
You turn around, ready to ask him what he means, but he's already talking to other people. Your eyes move to the stairs and Sam is sitting there staring at you with a smile. He waves to you and you hold your hand up, in a very confused state.
They couldn't be serious. You shake your head, pouting your cup full of liquor before walking back over to the pong table.
.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.
You stumble over to the counter, resting your cup down as you debate on getting another cup. As you go to reach for the almost empty bottle, a voice makes you stop, "You sure you want more?"
You turn around and Sam's body is inches away from yours, "I feel like I kinda need it."
His hand reaches out to play with the crystal beads on your mini skirt, "You know this doesn't cover much right?"
You smirk, "Yeah, it's more for decoration, really." You look up at him, "You'd only know that if you were looking."
"Can't help but stare at the angel who decided to bless our party with her beautiful appearance." He reaches around you grabbing your cup and finishing what you had left in it.
"Hey." You whine out and take your empty cup back, "Not nice."
"I'm a vampire babe, who said I was nice?" He winks, sliding his hand slowly off of your body as he walks away, not giving you a chance to say anything else.
"Babe?" You question to yourself and turn back around slowly. You just wanted to be drunk at this point, you couldn't handle another 'joke' from them, at least if you were hammered you might at least laugh.
You perk your head up, remember what Colby said about finding him for a dance. You smirked slowly as you made your way around, asking if anyone has seen Colby, having no luck.
You make your way out back by the pool area, looking around before you see him sitting with a few other people. They're all passing around a blunt and you watch as Colby takes a hit, tilting his head back to slowly let the smoke roll out.
He brings his head back up, smirking as he sees you. You go to turn away but he calls your name, getting the other people to as well.
You walk over, freezing when you see Sam lean forward from behind the wall, "Look who it is." Sam smirks up at you, "Hey, angel, what can we do for ya."
You smile slightly, feeling awkward as you stand there with everyone's eyes on you, "I was looking for Colby, actually."
Colby raises his eyebrows, "Oh, shit." He smirks and hands the blunt to Corey, "What's up?"
"I need to talk to you." Your eyes move onto Sam. His eyes are squinted as he watches Colby get up and walk over to you. His hand rests right below your wings as he leads you back inside, "What can I do for you?"
"You said about a dance, well I'm here to give it to you." You stop and turn to him and he looks you up and down, eyes meeting yours, "That all you're going to give?"
You take a deep breath, huffing as you push past him and make your way to the downstairs bathroom. Colby follows behind you, "Hey, wait. Slow down."
You glance back at him, shaking your head as you push the door open. He quickly stops you from shutting it and pushes his way in, "I thought you wanted to dance?"
You drop your arms with a sigh, hands slapping your bare thighs, "I-I.." you groan, "Colby." You lay your hands on your face, "I like you, okay? And I like Sam. A lot."
He smirks but doesn't say anything.
After staring at him for a few seconds, you scoff, "Is that a, you don't like me back, because if you don't then I sho-" you go to walk out but he wraps his arm around the front if you and pushes you against the counter, "Did I say I didn't like you back?"
His lips are inches from yours and you've never had a stronger urge to kiss him than right now.
He leans his head back, shaking it slightly with a smile, "Sam will get jealous."
"What the fuck does that even mean? You guys are so weird when it comes to me, I thought I made it pretty clea-"
Colby leans in, pressing his lips to yours, "That's all you're going to get for right now."
"Wh-"
"It's very ironic you dressed as an angel, you know that?" His voice cuts you off, "Dressing up as one of the most pure things in the world, and yet.. you really aren't that much of an angel, are you?"
You shake your head, completely captivated by him and he lets out a low chuckle, "How can you expect to be an angel when you want both of us inside of you?"
His words make you grip his slightly undone black button up, "Colby.." you whimper out and he blows out air, "We should probably get out there.. you know before Sam comes and busts down the door."
"Wait so-"
"Just relax for a little bit and have fun, babe. You deserve it."
He steps back, releasing your hips from his grasp, "Come on, you owe me a dance." He bites his lip as he pulls you to him as he opens the door.
You stop, jumping slightly as you see Sam leaning against the wall across the small hallway, "What's going on in here?"
"Don't worry, man." Colby walks up to him, whispering something into his ear as he grabs his shoulder. A smile slowly grows on Sam's face, "Alright."
You look between them and Sam walks over to you, "Find me when you're done dancing with Colby."
He walks away, making his way to the alcohol counter and Colby wraps his arm around your waist, "Come on."
You make your way to the dance floor as someone puts on Dance (A$$) by Big Shawn. Colby yells along with everyone else and you get right into it.
Colby's hands pressing on your thighs as he grinds into you. He spins you around to face him, pulling you closer. You close your eyes, tilting your head back as you all yell out, "stop..." you look at Colby and you both smirk and say, "Now make that motherfucker hammertime like.."
You start dancing with him again, and soon enough, Sam makes his way in and you dance with him, like you were doing with Colby.
You turn around, grinding your ass on Sam as Colby holds you from the front.
"This what you wanted?" Sam asks lowly into your ear. You nod as you tilt your head back onto his shoulder and look at Colby, "Uh huh."
Sam chuckles lowly into your ear at your response, "Well prove that this little costume doesn't mean anything." His hand slides down between your legs that are on either side of Colby's leg.
You whimper out, worried that people will see and Colby reads you and leans in, "They're all too drunk to care, babe."
Sam presses his fingers hard to your clit and you grind down onto his hand that rests on Colby's, "You put on such an innocent facade, but.." Sam clicks his tongue, "We both know you're more of a devil than a saint."
You nod, completely giving into them, but that wasn't enough.
"Catch you in a bit, angel." Sam moves his hand away and steps away as the song ends. Colby grips your chin between his thumb and the side of his pointer finger, "Told ya."
They walk away, leaving you flustered on the dance floor, bodies bump into you as you stand there in a shocked state.
"Oh my god." Mick says walking up to you. You turn your attention to her, in hopes she didn't just see what happened, "What? What happened?"
"That fucking joker is macking on another Harley Quinn." She pouts, obviously drunk, "Fuck him. Let's dance please."
You weren't sure if you could, but you didn't really have a choice, plus, it wouldn't hurt to prove them right with what they think.
Innocent.
Please. You've went into buildings with them when there was a high chance of getting caught. You summon demons with them, you are far from innocent, or so you thought.
The more you thought about what they meant, it just hurt your head, so you let the music drown it out, take over.
Soon you're dancing as close as you can with Mick.
Your body rolling with here, you guys were the life of the party, until you realized that the people you were dancing for aren't there anymore.
You step back, huffing as you go get another drink. As you're drinking it, you feel a very familiar presence move behind you and lean down, "How about you meet us upstairs, hmm?"
Sam takes your cup, downing the little bit you had left, "This way, angel." He runs his hand down your arm and pulls you with him.
"Where are you taking me?" You ask confused, unsure if your dream was about to become a reality, "Sam?"
He glances back at you, smirking as he wraps his arm around your waist, "a different kind of heaven, sweetheart."
You bit your lip as you're walked into his room. He closes the door and you feel a hand slide up your chest and slowly and gently wrap around your neck, "Glad you could make it. You're way past curfew anyway."
You look at Sam, who's standing there watching Colby whisper to you as his grip on your neck grows tighter, "Looks like you'll be joining us in hell, won't ya?"
He walks you over to the bed, making you get on your knees, your back still pressed against his chest. Sam moves to his knees in front of you, brushing hair from your face, "Do you like it when Colby has his hand around your neck?"
You try to nod, but fail, so you whimper out a quiet, "Yes."
"Your innocent look makes me want to take you downstairs so every time can hear just how much of a whore for us you actually are." Sam traces your bottom lip with his thump and you part them.
His thumb slowly slides in between your lips and you close them around it, swirling your tongue and his own lips part slightly as he lets out a quiet gasp, "See this, Colby? Fuck.."
"I can see right through her act, Sam." Colby leaning, nipping your ear, "The way she looks at you. The way I catch her staring at me.. I know she wants to be our little play thing."
"Please?" You whimper out and reach out for Sam, but Colby stops you, "You've had your fun tonight, now it's our turn."
He lets go of your neck and pushes you to Sam. Your hands rest on his shoulders as his hands tightly grip your waist, "We were never joking, y/n."
He leans in to press his lips against your neck and you close your eyes, "Mm." He leans back, gently grazing his fake fangs over your skin, "We've always wanted you."
Colby leans in, kissing the other side of your neck, his demon horns rubbing against your head, "We've always talked about this."
You reach a hand up to lay it on the back of Colby's head, moaning out quietly as he bites down.
"Just never knew the right time." Sam leans back and scans over your face, "Until we seen you walk through that door in this lustful little costume, knowing exactly what you were doing."
He leans in, moving his lips with yours in a slow fashion.
"You know what you do to us, don't you, baby?" Colby pulls you away from Sam and makes you look at him, raising his eyebrows, indicating he wants you to respond.
"Yes." You nod and he tilts his head, "Yes what? Use your words, baby."
"I know what I do to you both." You look into his eyes and he smirks, "Tell us." You bite your lip taking a deep breath as you let out a soft moan at Sam's hand on your thinly covered pussy.
"I tease you." You admit, "I turn you on."
"That you fucking do." Sam says leaning in closer, "tell us how you want us to treat you.”
"L-like a whore." You whimper out as Sam slips his fingers between your costume and skin, "Is that what you want?"
Colby unzips your body suit as you nod, "Yes, yes. Please." You moan as Sam slips two fingers into you.
"Tell us how." Colby slips your straps down your shoulders, making sure to leave your wings on you. His hands slide to your boobs, kneading them.
"Fuck me." You tilt your head back to rest onto his shoulder, "Use me."
"Planned on it, angel." Sam whispers as he pulls his fingers out, "Lay back."
You lay back and their hands roam up and down your body slowly, "Should we take this off?" Sam glances up at Colby and he nods, "she's playing with satan's houseboys tonight."
His words make your stomach do a flip and your eyes move constantly between them as they take off your white bodysuit, leaving you naked in nothing but your wings and halo.
"Sam.." you whimper out as you reach for him with one hand, "Colby.." as you reach for him with your other, "Please?"
They both move to either side of you, Colby's hand slowly working its way in between your legs. Sam hooks his arm under your leg, holding it open as Colby rubs his fingers up and down your needy cunt, "She's so fucking wet."
"She probably always is for us." Sam leans in, rubbing his nose gently up and down your cheek, "Aren't ya?"?
You nod, "Always."
Colby dips his fingers in, slowly curling them as he watches your eyes flutter closed, "Keep them open."
Your eyes snap open and you fight to keep them open as he thrusts his fingers in and out. Sam's hand slides over, pressing little circles onto your clit, "You gonna cum for us?"
You nod, arching your back, "Yes, yes yes."
"She's such a little slut." Colby says lowly was he leans down to take your one nipple into his mouth. Sam follows his actions with your other one, causing your brain to become fuzzy.
You gasp, laying your hands on the back of their heads, moaning as you clench around Colby's fingers, "Fuckfuck, y-yes."
"There ya go, baby." Sam moves to kiss up your neck, leaving a trail of tiny hickies to prove to everyone that you're really not an angel after all.
Colby pulls his hand so he can stand up, "I want that mouth of hers right now." Colby undoes his pants, pushing them down to get rid of them.
You watch as he moves over, pulling you up to you're on your knees. He leans round you, looking at Sam, "You want her on your face?"
"Fuck, come here." He lays back, gripping your hips to guide you over to where he wants you. Colby moves down by Sam's legs, gripping your chin so he can tilt your head up, "Sit down, whore."
You bite your lip, smirking slightly as you let your hips rest down. Your nails dig into the fabric of Sam's pants as his tongue slips into you.
Colby strokes his cock a few times as he watch your face scrunch up with the pleasure from being eaten out by Sam, "You're so fucking sexy. Now open those slutty little lips for me."
Your lips part, a moan escaping as you look up at him, waiting for his cock to slip past them. His own lip pulls between his teeth, muffling a moan as he slides his cock in as far as it will go.
"Have at it, angel." He winks down at you. You moan against him as you bring your right hand up, wrapping it around his cock. You start to bob your head, moaning out as Sam pulls your hips down to him more.
Colby brushes hair from your face, holding the sides of your head with his hands, "That's it, baby. Fuck.." Colby tilts his head down, watching you devour his cock.
You clench around Sam's tongue, your moans muffled by Colby's cock as you cum.
"Y/n.." Colby moans out, "Fuck, fuck. Cum on his face, that's it. Good girl." Your eyes move up to him, indicating that you liked it.
He smirks, moaning lowly as he shakes his head slightly, "Fuck, angel. You keep looking at me like that and I'll cum." He pulls his cock out and moves down to press his lips to yours, "We don't want that yet."
You reach up, grabbing his shirt as Sam gets you to cum again.
"Fuck, again? Sam must really be doing a number on you, huh?" Colby chuckles as he kisses you, swallowing your moan with ease.
"Fuck." Sam pulls away with a sigh, "Colby, you need to taste her."
"Do you want me between those legs next?" Colby tilts your head up to look at him and you nod, "Yes, Colby."
He smirks, "lay down."
You move off of Sam and lay on your back across the bed so your head is handing slightly off the edge. Colby moves in between your legs, pushing them open and not wasting another second.
His lips attach to your clit, sucking as your neck arches off the bed, "Oh fuck." You grip the blanket below you, pulling as Colby eats you out.
Sam watches as he gets himself ready then steps towards you, tapping the head of his cock of your lips.
You open your eyes, moaning out as he glides his cock into your mouth. He groans and lays a hand on your head, "Oh, angel."
Colby digs his fingers into your hips as he groans against you. You dig your heels into his back as you clench around his tongue.
"Be a good little slut and cum for Colby." Sam says, "We know you want to."
Sam's words push you over the edge, spilling yourself onto Colby. Your moans are muffled as Sam's cock is pushed and held into your mouth.
Your eyes roll back and your chest is rising and falling quickly.
"Again, wouldn't be fair that you came for me twice and him once." Sam chuckles but it's quickly turns into a moan as you hallow out your cheeks.
"F-fuck.." he gasps and reaches down to play with your boobs, kneading them and pinching and pulling at your nipples.
"Cum for Colby, whore." Sam's voice is low and raspy, you can tell his trying not to cum himself, "Fuck." He pulls his cock out, bending down to kiss you as you finally reach that second orgasm from Colby.
"You want first go?" Colby looks at Sam as he crawls up your body. Your eyes move to Sam and his meet yours, "I'd be honored to ruin her first."
Your heart skips a beat and Colby leans down, kissing you. You moan at the taste of yourself on his tongue before he stands up.
You feel Sam grab your ankles and flip you around so you're on your stomach. He brings your hips up, teasingly sliding his cock up and down your achingly wet cunt.
Colby moves down to your eye level, "I want everyone at this party to hear those pretty little slutty sounds.
You nod, gasping as Sam pushes his cock into you fully. His grip on your hips is harsh, "Oh shit." He slowly pulls out and slowly pushes back in, feeling how well you hug his cock with the walls of your pussy, "shit."
Your head falls down, resting on the bed as you arch your back, pushing your hips up and back, "Fuck, Sam."
"That feel good?" Colby asks, "let everyone know."
You let out a loud moan, lifting your head up to look at Colby as Sam rails into you from behind, "Fuck." You practically scream, already clenching his cock, "Oh my god."
Colby chuckles, cupping your cheeks with his hands, "Let Sam know how good it feels, angel.”
Sam groans, pulling your hips back to meet his as he pushes fully inside, resting there, "Tell me, baby."
"You feel so good." You say quickly.
"Louder." Sam and Colby say in unison and Sam starts to thrust again, a smirk plastered on his lips.
"Sam!" You scream out, "you feel so good."
"Cum for him, then it's my turn with you." Colby leans in, slowly making out with you, "you're being such a good little slut."
You push your hips back, rocking them as you cum, moans being ripped from your lips left and right, "Fuck, fuck fuck."
Sam slows his thrusts down, pulling out as he tells you to turn around. You sluggishly pull away from Colby and spin around to face Sam.
You feel Colby's hands slide up your legs and over your achy slit before gripping your hips. You take Sam's cock into your mouth before he can tell you.
"Good fucking girl, angel." He moans out breathless, "Fucking hell."
Colby moans deeply as he slips his cock into you, "Shit, I wanna cum already."
You moan around Sam's cock and he nods, "Uh huh."
Colby quickly builds up into a punishing pace. You let out choked moans as your eyes roll back. Sam pulls his cock out, handing down to eye level like Colby did, "Tell em. Let them hear how good we make you feel, angel."
Sam bushes hair from your face, and lifts your head so he can wrap his hand around your neck, "Tell Colby, baby. Tell us how much of a slut you are for us."
"I'm your slut." You whimper out and Sam shakes his head, "Louder, angel."
You swallow as Sam's grip on your throat tightens, "I'm your fucking slut. Whore. Fucking shit, Colby you feel so good."
Colby groans, "Fuck, again. Say it again."
"I-I'm your whore." You lock eyes with Sam, "I'm your fucking slut."
"That a girl." Sam presses his lips to your forehead and looks at Colby who nods at him.
"We're going to cum together, okay." Sam rubs your cheek, "hold it for us until we say."
You nod and gasp as he lets go of your throat, standing up to put his cock back into your mouth. Both Sam and Colby are thrusting into you, Colby harder than Sam.
You're a mess between both of them, wanting to collapse but you're trying so hard to hold it together.
"I'm filling this pussy. Sam can tomorrow." Colby groans and you moan around Sam's cock.
"Fuck, colbs, I don't think I can last any longer." Sam groans, "Fuck, she's so fucking good."
"Wish we would have done this sooner." Colby moans and his thrusts get sloppy, along with Sam's. You feel their cocks twitching inside of you and you taste Sam as he runs down your tongue and down your throat.
You suck him clean, moaning together as he pulls out. Colby pushes his cock in deeper here pulling out, "Fuck, is she okay?"
Your body falls onto the bed slowly as your chest rises and falls fast, "Mhm."
"Need you to tell us, angel." Sam whispers as he runs a hand over your forehead. You opened your eyes and look at him, "I've always wanted this. I'm great."
Sam smirks and looks at Colby, "Think we should call it a night?"
Colby shrugs, "I mean, if she's up here, I'm up here."
Sam agrees, "You're more scary than I am so you go kick these people out." Colby chuckles as he slips his pants back on, "Already on it."
Sam works at getting you cleaned up, taking off your wings and halo and setting them down with your bodysuit, "Did such a good job." He presses his lips to your forehead.
"Never knew if you guys were always joking around like you usually do." You whisper as you shift around in the bed, finding a comfortable position.
He shrugs, "At first it was, but then we got to talking and we both like you.. and we know you like us, we picked up in that a while ago."
You laugh slightly, body starting to ache, "Well I'm happy that it happened."
He nods and sits down next to you, "Us, too."
Colby walks back in, "Alright, where were we?"
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ominouspuff · 4 days
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No Man Left Behind / Something Worth Dying For
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Request from @razzbberry - Palette #1 - Alpha-17, Cody - Death of the Cynic in Me
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Notes: I think Seventeen would, both subconsciously and consciously, keep his cynicism as long as possible. It’s how he thinks the world works, but it’s also a survival tool. It’d be a very, very slow death.
It’s put to the test with Cody — not because Cody is special among his fellow clones, but because he’s one of the first that bothers to fight Seventeen on his own terms. The argument is always the same. Cody wants to talk about what he hopes to be, someday, after he is a soldier. Seventeen thinks he’s stupid to think that’s possible, or that he’d be capable. Cody knows it, and he, might not be. Seventeen thinks it’s even more stupid, in that case; what a waste of energy.
It develops. When they’re older, and in the thick of war, one day Cody risks his life for the chance to save a brother that was going to die anyway. Seventeen yells at him for fifteen minutes once he’s conscious about luck and stupidity and the trouble it’s causing Seventeen and the false hope it’s engendering in others. Cody says he can disagree all he likes, but he doesn’t give a fig, respectfully. Seventeen thinks Cody can go try to get blown up again, if he thinks so.
There’s no point fighting for a better tomorrow; they’re bought and paid for to fight for something else, FOR someone else. Seventeen is prepared for being fodder, as a result. He’s prepared for unfairness and the bleak life that they’re living. Instead he watches as Cody defeats odds time and time again, somehow managing to balance being an exceptional military leader with a secondary war to live for something more, running himself ragged and — inexplicably — gaining ground. Each of those little victories are a little death for Seventeen’s cynicism; a chipping away. A little seed of Cody’s brand of hope takes root, awkward and begrudging, fond and tentative.
Then Order 66 happens. Cody’s efforts for a better life are in vain, and Cody himself-
Cody may never know that Seventeen was right abut just how helpless they were. Now he only knows that Seventeen is a traitor, apparently, because Seventeen — for once in his life — was the lucky one and his chip malfunctioned.
And Seventeen could say ‘I told you so’. He could rest, vindicated and resigned, in the fact that every dream Cody built up and everything he thought was worth dying for is pointless, now — as he always suspected it would be.
But it isn’t fair, even by Seventeen’s standards.
“What are you doing,” Rex will rasp, caught in a strange role reversal as Seventeen paints an armor set with Cody’s golden colors. “He’s not coming back, Seventeen. He can’t. It’s pointless to keep going after him, you need to stop.”
“No,” Seventeen will answer, unbothered, “I don’t think I will.”
“We can’t — we can’t keep hoping,” Rex says, because he means he will probably have a breakdown if he imagines there is even a pitiful possibility he could save his brothers and then have to turn away from that scrappy chance for the greater good and Rebellion, and all that. “We’ve got to move on.”
“Go on.” Seventeen will invite sincerely, one brow raised because he knows Rex better than that.
“Do you want him to shoot you?” Rex will finally yell, all knotted up at the thought of losing Seventeen too, even though it’s funny because Seventeen was never kind to Rex.
“He can try,” Seventeen will say, touching up the last of the paint. He will stand, wiping his fingers, and pick up his pack. “See you when we get back, then.”
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alien-bluez · 2 months
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Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?
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check out this fic inspired by this piece above! It's very very good.
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chrollohearttags · 7 months
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y’all won’t be satisfied until you run every black writer off this app and I’m so serious. Yes, I’m being rude to anybody that takes time out of their day to post some dumb ass remarks (a recycled one at that) and uses it to disrespect black writers of any capacity. Sitting up screaming about wanting more representation and the black reader fics being nonexistent but y’all get mad about everything. Yes, I’m cussing y’all out everytime I see it and I’m blocking idc. Free, FREE content that people took time to create, y’all are being nasty about it. We don’t owe y’all grace or kindness. Especially when we can see the hypocrisy. Go to hell with gas undies on and leave us alone. And please write whatever y’all want and fuck these people. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk
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horse-head-farms · 2 months
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day 2: Royalty/Knight @mcyt-yuri-week
False, a knight famous for her ability to slay magical beings, was sent by her king to defeat the greatest threat of all - the fae. Here, she enters the faerie realm and is greeted by none other than the queen herself, waiting upon her forest throne.
Having grown up on tales of the fae and their evil trickery, False is surprised by how beautiful and kind the queen is, but isn’t going to let down her guard yet.
Queen Stress is rather impressed by this mortal who not only managed to find her way into the faerie realm, but is also brave (and foolish) enough to try and fight her! She has no intention of hurting False, and instead wants to teach her the mischievous ways of the fairies, get her to lighten up a bit and all that. And, well, if she tries to court the handsome knight along the way, who can blame her?
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mybedroomguide · 2 years
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artiststarme · 3 months
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His whole life, Steve had been waiting for a reason. The fight with Byers hadn’t been enough nor had the loss of Tommy and Carol. Nancy’s cheating and the humiliation he felt almost did it but not quite. The first run in with the Upside Down, the second, the beating from hell, not getting into college, disappointing his parents, the Russians, losing Hopper, none of it was enough.
But losing Max and Eddie was. It felt like Steve had lost his tether. His new friend, his potential for more, was gone. Max, the random girl that had grown to be the snarky little sister he’d always needed, was gone. After that, his ever-there backup plan started feeling a little bit less like a backup. As soon as the Buckley parents decided to move away with a reluctant Robin in tow, Steve was done.
He slunk away from everyone, hiding from their gazes and escaping in their grief. He didn’t need their scrutiny or worse, their fake concern. He didn’t have any affairs to put in order, no one would notice anything amiss anyways. Steve always existed in the background, until he didn’t. He slipped under the water of his pool one night and for once, he didn’t feel turmoil. Even as his lungs ran out of air and every cell in his body screamed for air, Steve only felt calm. And soon, he felt nothing at all.
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koszmarnybudyn · 2 months
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They are creatures.
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#my art#normal oak#link li wilson#taylor swift dndads#scary marlowe#im not doing the swiftli week cause i dont have time (literally procrastinating school stuff as im making this) but the angel/demon#thing gave me ideas and as such this was made#there is symbolism and thought here but also just shapes#so taylor has those little antena like his hat and hes a demon because of course and he has that thingy thats also his hat (and it has a#faint blue overlay because jodie/love as an anchor) and i borrowed the snmile from the nbdemon because its been on my mind and apart from#that hes just chuby and cute and fluffy#link is looongg and he has the most basic as to how i draw angels design i made his legs extra long cause soccer and i gave him orange#(Garfield+signature color)#and red (blood that is on his hands/his isssues/him not being as pure as he was once) and he has extra wings cause hes fast#i think he ended up looking kinda like those birds with the eyeliner (also his hands and feet being darkened#also allude to his “dirtied hands”)#theres normal whose a star because that's what i associate with him (more starfish looking because i wanted to give him dots to symbolise#acne and cause hes not goood at being an angel hes not an actual star his coloring make a teenie the teen T and the markings make him look#like hes wearing a tshirt he has little fire works that are suppose to be like cheerleader pompoms#scary is the most shapy one shes sharp and “edgy” i thing she ended up just slightly harpy like which i enjoy her not being fully colored is#because shes a shadow of her former self shes the least symetrical as well with the one wing and one eye#sooo yeah im a sucker for religious imagiery and symbolism#anyway i need to get to my actual work byeee
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real-doozy · 5 months
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feral
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Billy: *freshly out of shower coming downstairs with only a towel around his hips, his curls falling to his face, looking at Steve behind his thick long eyelashes shining with the water droplets* do you have a comb baby?
Steve: *mesmerized from Billy's beauty* wow you're so beautiful baby, i didn't even realize I have such a pretty boyfriend look at you
Eddie: *looking away from tv and seeing Billy*
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thatsbelievable · 7 months
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xxrat--punkxx · 8 months
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Vashie having a bath, that is all
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