#i just wanna kiss them they are so bby girls

[elusivetranscendent]

Ladies! If your boyfriend has

- Less than five fingers

- Digitigrade legs

- Only two digits on their feet

- Cute mandibles

- Blood that isn’t red

- And rough scaly skin

You might be dating a hot alien!

#halo #mass effect #sangheili #turian #thel vadam #garrus vakarian #halo arbiter #elu says stuff #i’m ladies #i love these two so very much #i’m not normal about them #i just wanna kiss them they are so bby girls #thel #thel ‘vadam #garrus #turians #halo elite

[imliterallyellie]

just saw your post about wanting prompts 👀 how about something sweet and fluffy (feel free to add smut if you wanna though, cause lord knows i’d never reject it) featuring ellie with a reader whose top love languages are acts of service and/or gift-giving? maybe reader knits her something super soft? or anything along those lines. thank you bby MWAH 💕

is this thing on? 🎤

you give ellie a gift on your first date

a/n short... and sweet... but cut me some slack. my first bit of writing since my exams, i need to get back into it!!!!

your first date with ellie had been amazing so far. the picnic you had assembled with all of her favorite things was great. it was the perfect occasion to enjoy each other, some food, drinks and the final bits of sunshine that fall was shining upon your town. ellie looked great. she always did, but it was clear that she put effort in her outfit today. a new-ish looking cream colored tank top with a brown flannel draped over it, paired with black cargo pants and her – as always – worn-out black converse. she looked good, very good even. her hair was still a bit damp. you thought it was cute, and you swore that she had cut it a bit shorter since the last time you saw her.

after a couple of hours soaking in her company and the rays of sunshine you decided it was best to start heading back. it was getting rather dark, so ellie was adamant on walking you home. you talked about everything and nothing, just enjoying the last couple moments you had with her before you had to call an end to your day together. you arrived back home and opened your door, but remained on the doorstep to say goodbye to ellie first.

“i had a real fun time, y’know. i guess you’re not that bad after all.” you rolled your eyes and shook your head, placing the picnic basket that you had been carrying on your way back between your legs. you sigh exaggeratedly before playing along. “you’re insatiable, ellie williams. is this how you thank a girl for taking you out on a date and preparing a picnic basket for you?” she looked down and tried to hide the little blush that crept up her neck at your words.

you flicked her ear, “i’m just kidding, loser. you’re not that bad either i guess- oh! before i forget… stay here for a second.”

you rushed upstairs to your room, rummaging around in your desk drawers to see where you had left the little present you made ellie. you had recently been getting into crocheting and took the hint when ellie sent you a video of someone making a crochet dinosaur. it aligned perfectly with your gift-giving love language, you were happiest when you could make someone else happy by giving them something.

you finally found the little dinosaur in your bottom drawer underneath some shirts, probably having thrown it there to make sure she wouldn’t find it if she ever opened that drawer. you walked back down the stairs and opened the door again, now facing your date with one hand held behind your back.

“what’ya got there?” “a surprise, close your eyes and put your hands in front of you.”

that’s what ellie did, she seemed a bit skeptical at first but did so nonetheless, and you placed the little dinosaur in her hands. “okay, it’s not much, but you’ve made it rather clear that you wanted this. open your eyes, els.”

“shut up, this is so fucking cute y/n.” the wide smile that crept on her face was worth all the hours you put into the little animal. while she was thoroughly inspecting the little green dinosaur, you couldn’t help but notice how soft her lips looked. they were slightly chapped, as they always were, but still seemed so kissable. she was mumbling away about how you had done a good job with proportion but you weren’t invested in what she was saying.

“can i kiss you?” “hmm?” “i asked if i could kiss you, ellie.”

whatever nerdy dinosaur fact she was sharing now long forgotten, her arms pulling you in by your waist while yours circled around her neck. you leaned in closer, leaving the last couple inches for ellie to close.

you were right. despite being a little chapped, her lips were still incredibly soft. you moved in unison, your lips speaking a language that seemed to have been discovered the second they touched. ellie pulled you impossibly closer to her, soaking in your body warmth, until you had to pull away to catch your breath. 

you rested your forehead against hers, giggling softly when you realized you had just, finally, got to kiss your best friend. “you have no clue how long i have wanted to do this for, els.” she chuckled and pressed another kiss against your lips, addicted to the fluttering feel in her stomach.

“i better get going, mum expects me back for dinner. thank you for today y/n. thank you for the picnic and thank you for the dinosaur.” she points her finger between you two, “and thank you for this.”

your cheeks hurt from smiling, but you couldn’t care less. you pressed a couple more kisses against ellie’s lips before finally letting go of her, with the promise of seeing her at school tomorrow.

ellie loved the little dinosaur. she got home and immediately went up to her bedroom, placing the little green animal on her nightstand, next to the polaroid of you both at one of her football games last year.

she pressed a kiss on it’s head every night before she went to bed, feeling like she was also kissing a little bit of you goodnight.

photos: ultraviolentromantic/pinterest & cinemaconrad/pinterest (we are respectful in this house and we credit creators)

#not proofread as usual #is this thing on? #torlex speaking 🌿 #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams smut

[lowkeyremi]

Shinso Hitoshi x implied fem!reader- HCS drabble (sfw)

lil note: even though the hcs are sfw i still wanna age shinso up bc 20+ shinso sounds so hot

Content: fluff, establish relationship, sleep... lots of sleep, not proofread bc im lazy

-Shinso on face time is one kind of person: the one who's camera is faced toward their ceiling and he barely responds to what you say

"it wasn't even my fault, do you get it?" you ask your boyfriend over the phone. he's currently listening to you bitch about this girl that you don't like. ".... mhm" you bring your phone right up to your face, "toshi are you even listening?" he shuffles for a second and you see a tuft of purple hair, "yeah" he watches as you set your phone back down onto the dresser it was formerly on, "good"

-Something tells me he texts like this "wsp bby" or "wyd"

-When he does have the energy its maxed, there's no in between. there's sleepy idgaf shinso then there's "AHABAHOUSAHODHOUH" shinso

"what the hell are you doing?" hitoshi is currently waving his arms around like he's crazy or something. "i'm trying that dance you were teaching me the other day." ... "it looked nothing like that." he runs toward your bed and tackles you, "what the h, man? are you hating on my dancing??" the small giggle that escapes your lips lets him know everything, "yes. yes i am."

-He was super insecure when u started dating. he was always telling you how you deserve better than him :((

-His place always smells so good, seems like a candle guy

"Ooooo, is that the sugar cookie wax melt?" Without bothering to look up at you he nods his head softly. "You like that one." It warms your heart that he goes out of his way to get your fav scent

-SPEAKING OF SCENTS i might be biased but he smells so good. not like the earthy kinda scent some guys go for. he smells sweet like vanilla and lavender or cinnamon.

-HATES when you take pictures of him (he's okay with it if you're in them but he hates pics of himself) you have to cutest ones too. when he's sleep, when he's cuddling you, and sometimes you record his reaction to goofy shit you buy him

-he can fall asleep absolutely any where.

"Hitoshi, I got the snacks you wan-" Shinso's hood is over his head and he's sleeping on the bench outside of the corner store. "I was only in there for like two minutes..." You shake him violently because it's the only way to wake him. "huh?" he slowly opens those beautiful purple eyes, "come on toshi, let's go."

-I just know he snores, and it's not the obnoxious loud kind, more like white noise ik this aint abt shota but he definitly snores too

Hitoshi doesn't believe he snores, even though you've told him countless times he does. You've decided to record him tonight just to prove that you were right. His soft snores can be heard even with his comforter covering his head..

-Type of boyfriend to tease/"bully" you but if his friends tried to do it he'd get mad

-claims he's the best cook and he can only make scrambled eggs and rice

-he's 100% a small time gamer/streamer and his fans love you, cuz they'll see you bring him tea/water or some food and kiss his forehead and such

"Need anything else, before I go lay down?" He leans into your touch, "nah. thank you pretty." you kiss his forehead, "of course, you need to stay hydrated."

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha x you #mha x you #shinso x reader #shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinsou #hitoshi shinso x reader #hitoshi shniso #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinso bnha #bnha hitoshi shinsou

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let the rain sing. 1 (a.a.)

U KNOW BETTER SO U DID BETTER😛😛😛💯💯💯

hi lol 

wc;cw: 1.9k, dadsbestfriend!abby, lawstudent!oc, large age gap(oc is 25, abby is mid 40s), abby is bi<3, mentions of insomnia, brief mentions of alcohol and dubcon, descriptions of sex, descriptions of eating out no fatburger, some sex lol MDNI, hitting it from the bbb b b bback, some cervix brushing?? idk uhh i forgot what it’s called, some dirty talk, some angst😧 

THREE MONTHS LATER

“A-bby! Fuckfuckfuuuck—m’gonna cum again!” Your screams were muffled by Abby’s pillow.

You could hear the smirk in her voice as she fucked you harder, skin smacking against each other, “Yeah, baby? Give it t’me, make me proud, c’mon c’mon c’mon— “

Abby fucked into you deeper, your ass clapping against her hips. Your mouth dropped open in a silent shout, your body stiffening as you shoved your face into her pillow, breathing in her angelic scent. Your orgasm ripped through your entire body in slow, but harsh waves, your hips moving on autopilot to drag out the feeling for as long as you could. Your nails dug into the pillow under your head as you wailed her name out. 

You could barely hear Abby’s sweet voice talking you through it over your screams and the pounding in your ears, “Yeaaah, that’s a good girl. This what you need? Just wanna get put t’bed? Huh?” 

You nodded brainlessly, your walls still on squeezing her cock as she grinded you out as deep as she could reach. The head of her dick brushing against your cervix almost made you burst again. You hated how you could feel another building in your gut; you barely finished this one! 

You were going to sleep so well tonight. 

Fucking your dad’s friend was… not a part of your plan of finally getting shut eye. Not in the slightest!

Abby started turning up at your parents' home very often two months ago. Sometimes she would come with friends, sometimes alone, and you grew tired of people constantly showing up in your space without warning. Your patience reached its limit after a couple of weeks, and you’d finally planned to have a conversation with your parents about your struggles with sleeping and your distaste for constant company after your lecture that day, but you were swiftly thrown into other plans by your friends. 

They were able to convince you to finally get out of the house and go to dinner with them. They hadn’t stopped their pestering after your curt denials, begging you to spend time with them due to how much they missed you. When you reluctantly gave in to their pleads, they made sure to pick out a revealing dress for you to wear while they did your hair, claiming that sugar mommies and daddies were on the loose! 

You were tipsy from the wine and your feet hurt from the heels, but you were proud of yourself for finally getting out of the house and being… normal. 

But you weren’t prepared to walk up and see your garage door wide open, Abby and your father lifting heavy boxes from one shelf to the other. She was in a muscle-tee that showed her gigantic biceps and jeans that hugged her thighs and ass. She was sweating, and her hair was pulled up into a ponytail do you could see her flushed, dripping neck and what the fuck—

Hi, sweet pea! Why’re standin’ there like that?

Your father’s gentle voice had pulled you out of your daze, your body going from groggy to alert when she turned around to look at you. You saw a smile instantly grow on her face at the mention of you, but the second you made eye contact, her face went stoic. Almost dark. 

You slowly entered the garage, and your dad came over to plant a light kiss on your forehead, box in hand. 

Abby was just helping me reorganize before me’n mom head out! How was dinner?

Good, you’d replied instantly, your eyes still on Abby, and hers on you. How was your day? 

He rambled about his day as he fixed the boxes on the shelf, but you couldn’t hear anything he was saying as you and Abby stared at each other. Your body had already been hot from her getup, but you nearly burst into flames when she studied you from head to toe. She took her time as her eyes shamelessly roamed over your appearance; her eyes had been glued on your legs. 

You would’ve been taken aback at her ogling if you didn’t already have some inkling that she was attracted to you at the very minimum. She never failed to check up on you, gently talk you out of your anxiety from your classes, compliment you, touch you with such care, whether it be rubbing your back as you cried to her from stress or were pulled into her warm embrace. It made you starry-eyed overtime, and you came to expect it whenever you saw her. 

But you weren’t prepared for her to push you up against the garage door, lift your dress up and move your thong to the side, dropping to her knees and licking into you until you came hard on her tongue after your parents went on their scheduled date night. 

It all happened so quickly, and the sequence of events were still blurry; you were almost convinced that it wasn’t real, but it was, and it felt so good to be touched like that. You recall her walking towards you after your dad rushed upstairs to shower, asking how you were, how you felt, why you were so dolled up. She smelled like daisies, and you almost passed out. 

Next thing you know, you were pressed between her and the door with her tongue down your throat. 

The first orgasm she gave completely shattered you, so much so that she was forced to carry your lax body upstairs and tuck you in herself. She changed you and took your makeup off, and the second your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light. 

You’d woken up twelve hours later to birds chirping and sunshine, and you couldn’t believe it. 

Guilt hit you like a freight train the second your eyes opened, and you forced yourself to sob quietly into your pillow so your parents would hear. It made you cry harder when the remorse slowly got overshined by… craving. More of Abby, of sleep, anything to get you to fucking sleep. 

To say you developed an addiction to sex with Abby was an understatement. You texted her almost every night these past weeks after your intense lectures begging for her to make you cum, to fuck you back to sleep like she did the first time, and she always accepted. You were shocked that she hadn’t blocked your fucking number yet; she never failed to reply to your proposals with an Of course honey. She was always so sweet, and it made you feel gross.

Not only was her sex a blessing in disguise for your crippling insomnia, but it was good. It was so, so good. She knew just how to fuck you, and she left you completely brainless every time. 

You hated that you couldn’t stop, but you needed this. You needed her to fuck you: you became a mere vessel from your lack of rest, and she revived you. You haven’t slept this well since you were a toddler. 

“Okay, honey? Need some more?”

You could feel Abby’s soft hands rubbing up and down your spine as she gently whispered to you, bringing you back down from your pleasure. You could barely move, and you felt that feeling of exhaustion take over your body, weighing it down into her mussed sheets as your eyes grew heavy. 

You gently shook your head at her. You were satisfied and tired, and you needed to get home so you could sleep. You had to work on your thesis tomorrow; you were going to zoom through your editing, thanks to her. 

You barely heard Abby whispering okay to you, gently pulling out and moving the pillows out from under your hips. You could feel her gently rubbing your sides, massaging into the sweaty, plush skin, allowing you to stretch out your limbs. 

Your breathing was still heavy, and your legs were shaking, but you subtly moved away from her touch and sat up, your feet planted on the floor. You saw Abby stand to remove her strap from her hips out the corner of your eye, and a shiver went up your spine when you saw glistening wetness between her legs. You looked down, grabbing your clothes off the floor in a hurry. 

You both redressed in silence, the shuffling of 

“Do you need some help getting home?” You heard Abby offer kindly from in front of you. You straightened out your shirt, cringing at the awkwardness. This was the worst part about your agreement. 

“No.”

Your reply was drier than necessary as you grabbed your phone from the dresser. You heard her sigh. 

“Oh… Alright. I’ll walk you downstairs.” 

Your tone softened at her dejection, and you turned to look at her. “I’m good, Abby. Thank you, though.” 

She smiled, but you noticed the small grimace, “Okay, um… Let me know when you get home?” 

You nodded, walking towards her bedroom door, “Sure.” 

“Goodnight.” 

“Night.” 

And you left, gently shutting the door behind you. You made your way to the front door: you always made sure to avoid the array of pictures of her, her ex-husband, and her babygirl. 

You grabbed your purse and keys from the rack on the wall and vacated through the front door. You shut it and snagged the spare key from under her mat, locking it and wobbling back to your car. 

You could still feel her inside you with every step you took, and it almost made you turn around and climb back into her bed. 

Your home was dark and silent, indicating that your parents were asleep. 

You locked and shut the door behind you, throwing your purse on the couch and hanging up your keys. You pulled your phone out to let Abby know you made it back safely before shutting it off and walking upstairs. 

You grabbed your speaker from your bedroom before heading to the bathroom, turning on the shower until it was boiling, and smoke filled the room. You put on your ocean playlist and stripped, hopping into the shower, and letting the droplets burn your skin. 

You washed yourself, the scent of lavender and the sound of crashing waves surrounding you, relaxing you further as you dove deep in thought. 

Whenever you and Abby had sex, you felt terrible afterwards. For being selfish, for being avoidant, for being an awful, disloyal daughter. 

You made your boundaries very evident to Abby after you first fucked: no sex in your parents' home, you always contact her first, no interacting at your family’s gatherings. None of it. You two practically became strangers outside the bedroom, and she agreed without complaint, telling you that she needed this just as badly as you did. You never asked her why, but you could guess.

Your euphoria always resulted in you feeling embarrassed and full of regret, but whenever you saw her, you couldn’t stop the nasty swirl in your gut that lured you to take from her. To use her however you wished. 

And she allowed it every time you asked. Completely at your disposal whenever you needed her. It made you feel worse. But you couldn’t stop. 

You finished your shower with a gray heart, drying off and shutting your speaker down before padding into your room. 

You grabbed some panties and a t-shirt from your drawer, dressing before climbing into bed. You plugged your phone into the charger and dove face-down into your pillows. You could almost feel Abby’s hand on the back of your neck, holding you down and keeping you still for her as she cried your name out. 

Your eyes flew open at the loud ding that rang through your room. 

You sighed and unlocked it, reading the text from Abby and putting your phone on silent. 

Sleep well. :)

You did. 

hi again omg

dassit lol smut next chap u already know

thank u 4 reading :)

hi taglist :3 i love y’all n thank u 4 caring about what i make @saturnsellie @ohlawdthebirds @fibrogirlie @unangelic-thoughts @chrry1ovr @uraesthete @gravygranules @digit4lslut @machetegirl109 @letsreadsomesins-shallwe

prologue. part two. part three. interlude. part four.

#abby anderson smut #abby anderson #abby anderson angst #abby anderson au #abby anderson x you #abby x fem!reader #abby the last of us #dbf!abby #works 𖧧࣪ #𓈒∘☁︎let the rain sing☁︎∘𓈒

[saintblk]

SHAWTYY! You are feeding my Kaldur obsession like that mannnn is delicious but if you can I was thinking a kaldur and wyynde x fem! Atlantean reader. Like she’s pregnant (or they wanna get her pregnant *wink wink*) fluff or smut or both. Like imma eat up anything you write sooo go crazy shawty!

(Like I just love them so much it hurts😭)

ah to have two fictional men manhandle tf out of me:( bby your mind 10/10 i love this scenario wish it was me fr. i woulda had this done earlier but i’m gonna blame it on school

cw: established poly!relationship, threesome, dubcon if you squint, centred around pregnancy basically, fem!atlantean!reader but it’s not described that much

THERE WAS a change in your behaviour; a slight but noticeable one. kaldur was the first one to notice it and didn't wait very long to tell wyynde. the two began observing you closely — well a lot closer than usual. it wasn't long before they discovered the reason for the shift in your demeanour. wyynde happened to catch sight of you with mera and her son. as you doted on the small boy, the glint in your eye became evident. from the way you interacted with all the children you came across, it seemed you desperately wanted one of your own.

which is how you found yourself sandwiched between your partners, crying incomprehensible words as tears ran down your face. it'd been only moments since your last orgasm; added to the numerous orgasms preceding it. the two members inside you had came several times before, but still they rammed into you, intent on doing it again.

"c'mon pretty girl." wyynde hummed, looming over you. "you can give us one more."

you barely manage to shake your head no in protest, an action that went seemingly unnoticed. below you laid kaldur, also buried deep inside your walls while he folded your legs up against your shoulders. this way, wyynde could kneel in front of you and slide into your tight walls. they were kind enough to slow down a little, letting you ride out your last high.

the blonde pressed a kiss to your neck, breath fanning against your gills. "last one, my love. don't you want a baby?"

the whine you let out was answer enough, just the thought making you clench down on both of them. it was difficult even considering bringing it up, but the thought of bearing their child made your heart ache and your stomach twist into knots. luckily, simply the image of you carrying their baby was their driving force that night.

while kaldur whispers sweet nothings against your buzzing skin, wyynde captured your lips and pulled you into an intoxicating kiss. the ache in your stomach had long since become a sweet pang that raked through you with every thrust.

your walls further constrict around the two men, rushing them towards their own release. wyynde throbbed against kaldur’s shaft before shooting his seed into you. kaldur followed, joining the other male in filling you to the brim. once they pulled out, kaldur took it upon himself to scoop the cum leaking out of you with two fingers and shove back into your cunt.

you think you’re in the clear when both men slide off the bed, leaving you to catch your breath. but soon enough you feel your body being lifted and put into a new position.

“i know we said it was the last one.” kaldur husked and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“but if you really want a child, we must make this count.”

2023 ©️ all rights reserved by saintblk (me) | do not copy, repost, promote, or translate any of my works without my permission

side note: kaldur uses contractions in his speech when he’s having sex cause he’s not thinking:)

#kaldur x reader #kaldur x black reader #kaldur x wyynde #kaldur smut #young justice smut #young justice x reader #collection :: yj #꒰ from the mailroom ꒱ #꒰ slim’s works ꒱

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just a girl

'birthday'

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[2020 - celebration posts + texts]

claire do you have something to tell me???? a secret lover perhaps??

addi huh??? oh! no lmfao fans just like shipping me with every man under the sun 😀😀

claire attractive men!

addi i don't trust your taste. you're dating my brother. besides, i'm here to race, not date.

claire ikik and i'm so happy for you. but you and arthur have been driving me nuts for the past 5 years.

addi nothing is going on between arthur and i !!!

claire 15th birthday. if i remember correctly, i gave you alcohol behind your moms back because you were sad that arthur couldn't make it to your bday. 16th birthday, the day after you slept over while your brother was away and i gave you wine, you told me you thought arthur was cute. age 17, arthur started talking to a girl and you got upset.

addi arthur IS cute. i tell him that all the times. and ofc i was upset about him not coming to my bday party!! the only reason i was upset about him talking to that girl was because she didn't want him talking to me. you've proven nothing.

claire charles didn't come either and you were only crying about arthur the whole night?? what about pierre?

addi what about him?

claire louis told me you used to like him??

addi omg clai, when i was 10😭😭 put me next to any blonde boy with the jb haircut when i was 10 and i would've sworn we were soulmates i love gasly, and i love arthur. but i've never seen myself dating either of them. esp not at the start of my career!

claire mhmmmm, you're so real for that blonde boy statement btw.

addi ikr, i had such a strong thing for blondes when i was younger.

claire i'm not done talking about these boys!

addi ofc you're not.

claire lando.

addi bestie.

claire false. since when has lando norris ever congratulated another driver on social media after a DNF?!?!!??!?!

addi he prob did it because i did on his first win.

claire flirting on twitch? facetime during lockdown???

addi flirting?? i wasn't flirting.

claire oh bby ofc you didn't. you and your brother share the same level of flirting skills. zero he was flirting, granted i don't think he is much of a pro when it comes to flirting either.

addi okay 1. rude. i can flirt.

claire no you can't.

addi and 2. he wasn't flirting.

claire denial denial denial. maybe there's nothing going on with pierre. maybe. (that man looks at you with the biggest fucking smile but that's my only evidence) but arthur and that british bitch? there's something there.

addi british bitch😭😭 there's nothing there but friendship 🥰

claire mhmmm whatever you say. i'm rooting for arthur.

addi why-

claire arthur's a cutie patootie

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addilynleblanc happy birthday my forever friend❤️❤️❤️

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charles_leclerc i love you dearly -> addilynleblanc i love you more, charlie

arthur_leclerc the last three images, you're making the same face hahahaha -> addilynleblanc we are the same person🫡

user1 everyone say thank you addi for these pictures.

user2 the pic of them together when they were little 🥹🥹🥹 -> lori.rynolds.leblanc She will murder me, but Charles was her first kiss😊😊 -> addilynleblanc mama! -> landonorris Aweeeee

nolanleblanc Happy birthday Cha! -> charles_leclerc thank you!

pierregasly Why is he in a closet? -> arthur_leclerc Intense game of hide and seek.

user3 i love how you added pics with jules and arthur as well🥹

user4 you used to be blonde??? -> louisjuliusleblanc She ruined her hair when she was 13.

addi it's 12 am. happy birthday charlie. i love you did i beat arthur this year?

charlesthank you chérie❤️ i love you too and yes you did

addi SCORE!!!!

charles lol speaking of... is there something you wanna tell me?

addi noooo not you too🥲 did nolan or claire talk to you??

charles clair and louis this time. but louis was drunk so he didn't make any sense.

addi sounds about right. nothing is going on with me and arthur. or me and pierre. or me and lando.

charles lando's a new one. you've already told me how you feel about pierre before. does that still stand?

addi yes.

charles idk why you never talked to him about that?he was confused for so long.

addi idk how he could be. i don't wanna talk about him.

charles okay. what about arthur then? nothing going on at all?

addi why? do you know something i don't?

charles if i did would it make a difference?

addi probably not.

charles because you don't like him at all or because of something else?

addi because i told myself i would focus on my career i don't want to lose focus.

charles i've never seen you lose focus in anything but math class. having feelings and dating people won't make you lose focus, take it from me. charlotte and i are doing just fine.

addi too bad your strategist is fucking you over😁

charles addilyn. i'm being serious.

addi lando's cute and sweet. but i still don't know enough about him. arthur and i grew up together, he was my first friend, he used to tattle on the kids in karting who would bully me. i don't want to ruin the life long relationship that's there. and then pierre... yeah. i also just don't think i'm ready.

charles okay, chérie. that's fine. but don't suck up all your feelings. that's when you'll start to lose focus.

lando Hey! Wyd right now?

addi i was gonna watch a movie and then facetime charlotte to talk about charles' birthday

lando Sounds boring Wanna play COD??

addi sure, why not.

taglist: @love4lando @fairiepoems @leilanixx

#˗ˏˋ LUCIE. ❝ just a girl ❞ #f1 x female reader #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #formula 1 #charles leclerc #pierre gasly #lando norris #arthur leclerc #f1 x oc #just a girl

[thegnomelord]

If you do make the rest please do! Bcs like... Im thristing for sully more than price now LOL IM SORRY 😭😭😭 HE'S JUST SO BBY GIRL??? i want to fuck this prettty man so bad arghhh

I need more reader and oc! They're so good and and!! I wanna fuck em so bad like 😭😭

Okay I have no idea where this came from but you've managed to get my brain on the 'fuck Sully' bandwagon so here's this

CW:NSFW, mean dom x sub x gentle dom, domtop Reader, subbot Sullivan (oc), domtop Knox (oc) I may have forgotten what features I gave sully lol

Sullivan is a pretty boy. Pretty brown curls tussled like a crows nest, pretty thin lips kiss swollen and caught between his teeth to muffle his moans, pretty dark eyes puffy and red from crying, pretty red scales on his cheeks shining with the tears having wet them.

Pretty lithe body quivering and arching off the bed as Knox forces even more of his strap into his clenching hole, hips smacking together when Knox bottoms out with a sharp thrust. "Relax." The admonishment comes with a sharp slap to Sully's hip, just shy of hitting his balls but it earns a pitiful whimper and a spurt of precum all the same.

Sullivan's cock and balls look hilariously large on his small frame, the flared head reaching almost to the bottom of his sternum. His chest and even his chin is covered in cum from countless orgasms, Knox having expertly worked a toy until Sully had cum before switching out for a bigger one.

This had been Knox's idea. To use various dildos on Sully until you built up to a silicon mold of Sullivan's own cock. You had asked Sully if he wanted it multiple times, and by the time you were satisfied that he didn't feel forced to do anything and genuinely wanted this, he was already squirming with an obvious bulge in his pants and red like a lobster.

"Come on pretty thing," Knox growls, serpentine yellow eyes glowing with lust as he bucks his hips, the head of the toy brushing against his prostate. "You can take more than this." He slapped Sullivan's thigh again, claws raking across flushed skin, other hand snaking up to lazily roll Sully's heavy balls in his clawed hand.

It shows how Sully has even your most sadistic teammate wrapped around his finger as Knox has let Sully cum multiple times. Usually Knox preferred to keep his subs on the edge until they learned that begging for release was useless and were forced to wait until he deemed them ready to cum.

Sully numbly shook his head, blurry eyes staring up at you from where his head rested on your lap. "Please- please sir, I can't-" A loud moan was forced out of his chest when Knox pulled his hips back before roughly bucking back in, his stretched hole wetly slurping with all the lube you're using.

Your hands soothingly run through Sully's hair, his head resting on your thigh. Tenderly holding his cheek you tilt his head to look at you, "Do you want to stop?"

Your question makes Knox stop, his yellow eyes observing both of you. Sullivan whines as if you'd kicked him, eyes fluttering open and closed as he tries to focus on you. "I- sir." He whines, trying to buck his hips into Knox, trying to get him to move. He's so close he feels like he'll explode, his cock twitching against his skin as he whines.

Knox isn't taking it, clawed hands gripping Sully's hips and pinning them down. "C'mon, precious, the captain asked you a question." He growls.

You chuckle, but your eyes narrow. "Sully, answer me." Your voice is firm, keeping his head steady so he can only look at you. "Don't worry, we won't be mad if you want to stop."

"No- no, no no!" Sully whimpers, a full body shiver raking down his body. "I- please, sir- I want to continue." He sobs, his cock twitching as Knox continues to deny that mind numbing pleasure he needs. "Please, I'm so close- just, please, please,"

Your eyes meet Knox's before the man moves, slowly pulling out so Sully can feel every inch of the large silicone shaft until only the tip remains. And suddenly shoves the entire thing back in, silicone balls roughly slapping against Sully's own.

"See cap?" Knox grins as Sullivan seizes up, a pathetic sob leaving him as cum spurts from his tip, mumbling words of gratitude that are too slurred for you to understand. "Told you, our pretty thing takes cock better than a seasoned whore." He thrusts into Sully a couple more times, making a big dollop of cum spurt from his cock when Knox bottoms out.

"Th-thank you sir- oh frick- sirs." Sully manages, soft moans and shuddering breaths leaving his lips. He sobs as Knox pulls the large dildo out fully, wet and lewd sounds reaching your ears and you can just imagine his hole clench around nothing, still so needy for more.

You make a curious sound as Knox pulls on Sully and flips him over. The small man moans as his cock, still hard as rock, rubs against the sheets. "Oh come on now sergeant, that's no way to thank your captain." Knox's eyes meet yours, a hungry look in them as he pushes Sully's head closer to your crotch. "Ain't that right?"

"I suppose so." You hum, unbuckling your belt and finally freeing your cock. You'd hate to admit, but seeing Sully be ruined over and over again on Knox's various cocks has made you hard. Sully looking up at you with such adoring eyes through his ruffled hair certainly doesn't help, especially when he eagerly nods his head.

"Alright pretty boy," You see the way your low purr makes him shudder. He leans into your hand when you slide it to the back of his head, loosely wrapping your fingers in his hair. "Open wide for me," Sully eagerly opens his mouth, greedily taking in your cocktip, too fucked out to feel shy so he just takes half your shaft in one go.

Knox slaps Sully's ass in reward and you feel him moan around you. "How's he feel cap?" He asks as if he doesn't pull the poor man into a supply closet at least once a day to have Sully eat him out. Knox's wide palm smacks down on Sullivan's reddening cheek a few more times, watching the full globes jiggle before he leans back to take off the dildo he'd used, picking up one that's a little wider and longer than before.

You hum a small purr, watching Sully mindlessly slobber over your cock, his hand carefully stroking your other one. "Like a dream." Sully can't hide the shiver at your praise, wiggling his ass without even realizing. "Good boy," You say and gently pull him by the hair to take more of you, your eyes flickering to look at Knox. "Don't keep him waiting any more, he's earned this."

Knox rolls his eyes, a scoff on his lips, but you know it's just for show. "I'd argue on that." He slaps the new dildo on Sully's back, grinding it between the cheeks and letting him feel the entire length of it as he lubes it up. Sully arches his back and Knox leans back to position the thick head against his stretched hole. "But who am I to refuse a slut like this?"

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #cod mw2 #male reader #top male reader #x reader #reader x character #male reader x male character #cod ocs #cod modern warfare #trinckets of the hoard #Cod Sullivan #Cod Knox

[mrsmarinara]

Hello love! Can you do 22. " My mum asked about you again. " with Owen Power 🥹 thank you!

Owen bby doesn’t get enough attention

Days like today were one of your favorites. Owen was back from morning skate and you had off of work and together the two of you sat quietly on his couch. You let your fingers run through his long hair and made sure to scratch his scalp just as you knew he liked.

The two of you had been together for almost a year but with the routine you both fell into and how comfortable you felt around him, it felt like longer.

You weren't very focused on what was playing on the television. You much preferred paying attention to the way Owen was basically nuzzling into your hand. He, himself, was tapping away on his phone every few seconds.

“Would you ever come home to Mississauga with me during the next off-season?” His question broke the comfortable silence. The way he said it though, sounded as though he had been thinking about it for a while.

Your fingers stilled in his hair and you looked down at the boy whose head was in your lap. He looked sheepishly but you couldn’t help but smile. Neither of you had met the other parents. You told your family occasionally about the hockey player you met in Buffalo but not much, you wanted this relationship to be just yours and you were afraid that if you shared that with your parents and siblings then they would find a way to get involved.

You had no idea what Owen told his siblings or parents about you or your relationship and, truthfully, you were hesitant to ask. If he hadn’t said anything and you were the only gushing about your boyfriend then maybe he didn’t think it was as serious. Maybe he just saw you as a friend who he liked to have fun with in bed.

Asking you to visit his hometown, though. He must have been as in about the relationship as you are.

“Would your parents be okay with you bringing a random girl home?” You asked, trying not to let the giddiness or nervousness slip out. “I mean, it would be during the off-season, wouldn’t they want to see just their little boy.”

Owen snorted and sat up so he could look at you better.

“My mom keeps asking when I’ll introduce you to her.” Owen said, “I think it’s about time but if you don’t want to I understand.”

“You’re mom asked to meet me?” Your voice was quiet but you started to get excited and a little shy at the idea of his mom asking specifically about you.

You had never met the woman but from all that Owen talked about her, you knew she was important. You were frightened that if you met them all and somehow messed it up Owen might never talk to you again. After all, it hadn’t even been a year, how easy would it be for him to wash his hands of you?

“Oh, yeah, on the phone last night my mom asked about you again.”

You were about to say something until you ran his words through your mind again. His mom asked about you again. How often did he tell her about you? Your hesitancy went away after that and was replaced with a warm feeling in your chest.

You smiled at Owen as you teasingly said to him, “You talk to your mom about me?”

Owen smiled back but his reply was earnest when he said, “All of the time, baby.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning over and stretching up to kiss him softly on the lips.

“Let’s go to Mississauga over the off-season,” you mumbled quietly, with your lips still slightly grazing his. You could feel his grin as he kissed you again, “I wanna meet your family too.”

#Owen power #owen power imagine #owen power x reader #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #my writing

[tyunkus]

I HEARD SUBXSUB I AM HERE WITH AN IDEA THATS BEEN ON MY FUCKING MIND FOR FOREVER

kai laying on his back while you ride a pillow on top of him >< at first its for him to watch you get off, he loves seeing his beautiful girl ride her pillow <3 and what better way than to do it on top of him, on his tummy? him gripping your boobs as they move when you hump the pillow, desperate for a release. he can’t help but whimper at your sweet cries of pleasure, rutting into the air. you notice though and instead of stopping, you move the pillow onto his crotch and sit back on it, grinding onto it. as you do, it moves against his cock so sweetly, he cant help but whisper cute thank yous~. as your high comes, you kiss each other desperately and in a couple of seconds the pillow becomes a mess with your sweet fluids and his thick seed~ just two subby bbys making a mess for each other

FUCKKKKKKKKK this is making subby kumi very AHHHHH

just think kais senses would be so overloaded just by you you you you you. like. your hair tickling his skin while youre slumped over and losing yourself in the pleasure. the smell of your shampoo and conditioner on top of that. your pretty noises while you shift your hips minutely back and forth on the pillow, chasing the friction. just the way you fucking look, cheek squished against the pillow, eyes narrowed n so fucked out, he could come just from looking at you.. his hands sneaking up your torso to play with your tits.. i think from your perspective he'd look so cute LOL hair splayed out on the bed cheeks flushed pretty lips parted by the gasps that fall from them.. cant think about it too hard though cuz you're too busy thinking about how good it feels, how badly you wanna come.. you barely register kai's hips bucking up from underneath you, chasing friction from the pillow.... almost blacks out from how it feels on his cock. n hes just gasping out so many thank yous n oh fucks, absolutely melting when you grind down and he ruts his hips up, the push n pull is so addictive JHFJKBSJDBA sloppy kisses that r mostly just tongue n moans as you both come HASJKDHKWHEKH

#txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt smut #huening kai hard hours #huening kai hard thoughts #huening kai smut #hyuka hard hours #hyuka hard thoughts #hyuka smut

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Part 9: The Best Thing That Ever Happened: Instagram AU- Matty Healy Series

A/n: I'm slowly falling back in love with the series and I'm getting more ideas which is epic for me :) and I'm happy. The next part of the series is what I'm referring to as the "interlude" otherwise known as "When In Rome". But this is the last Instagram AU before that so hope you enjoy. Thank you to everyone who is still sticking around and reading this series, it truly means the world to me... Truly! Iove you - L

P.s this post was scheduled bc I'm away camping ☺️❤️

Series Masterlist

Corresponding Part

thisislou:

thisislou second to last show for The 1975 at Their Very Best... Pleasure being on tour with these boys @the1975 I love you

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fan2 Lou x The 1975 is something I never knew I needed so bad and I know it's not over over but going without them for three weeks is going to be hard

trumanblack love you baby p.s where's the necklace

-> thisislou love you more ❤️ p.s I have it dw my love

-> trumanblack wear it pls so I know it's safe

-> thisislou you're a pest... Everyone knows I'm yours anyway

-> trumanblack that's right ❤️

-> fan1 I'm crying 😭 he did get the necklace for her!!!!

rass1975 get it rockstar 😍

-> thisislou why thank you Macdonald☺️❤️

bedforddanes75 that's my best friend!

-> thisislou yours 🫶

charli_xcx I'd leave George for you 😍🔥🔥

-> thisislou deal bby 😘

-> bedforddanes75 some best friend you are 🙄

-> thisislou shut up you know I'm the best

1975adam much love ❤️

-> thisislou Hann ❤️

carly.rh outfit goals

-> thisislou don't 😭 going to miss you so much

pollymoney pretty girl

-> thisislou that's you bubs

75fan I love how this is just a picture of her outfit... No face, yet the guys and Charli are going crazy 🤣 absolute slay

thisislou:

thisislou little sneak peek 👀 @trumanblack

📸@bedforddanes 🫶

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trumanblack look at us giving the people what they want?

-> thisislou my pleasure baby 🖤

75fan WAIT WHAT... DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT DOES

loufanpage robbers kiss incoming... I called it

bedforddanes75 thanks for taking one for the team 🙏

-> thisislou just because it's me this time doesn't mean you won't be next

-> bedforddanes75 don't say that

rass1975 im not ready for the deafening screams we're going to hear

-> thisislou thank God for in ears huh?

1975adam bagsy not me next

-> thisislou you know our boy more than anyone... He will come for you even if you say bagsy not me 🤷🏽‍♀️

-> 1975fan "our boy" 😭😭😭😭❤️

trumanblack:

trumanblack I've been in love with you for ages

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thisislou I love you Healy 🖤

-> trumanblack I love you more

jwaughsaxophone mega babe

-> trumanblack don't I know it

bedforddanes75 she's so cool

-> trumanblack ever wonder why she hangs out with us?

-> bedforddanes75 everyday... Just got to accept it and don't question it

charli_xcx wanna swap partners for a day?

-> trumanblack no thanks, I've had g for all my life

rass1975 best thing that's ever happened to you mate

-> trumanblack best thing that's ever happened to any of us

-> rass1975 that she is

loufanpage:

loufanpage guys I actually can't 😭 they're so proud of our girl and they've looked after her so well and loved her exactly the way she's always deserved and I know it's not over but I'm going to miss them. And the robbers kiss... ARE YOU JOKING?

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thisislou shared to her story

📍 loufanpage AHHH Lou shared and Lou and Matty liked the post... I can't deal

-> 75fan she commented! @loufanpage

thisislou thank you for being so supportive of us ❤️

-> loufanpage omg hi, I love you. You're more than welcome!!

the1975updates I feel so sad for some reason... I love them so much and I'm truly going to miss them ❤️

thisislou:

thisislou feeling awfully sentimental as we come to the end of the first leg of the tour.... This tour so far has truly changed my life. To the fans: thank you for accepting me and loving me, you've made this journey one of a kind... don't worry I'll be back soon.

Firstly to John, Jamie, Polly and Gabi: thank you for being the most legendary people ever, for letting me hang out with the cool kids and accepting for me, for all of me 💙 I am truly thankful to the boys for bringing me the best friends I could ever ask for...

To Hann: thank you for being a steady support and for being someone I know will give me their honest opinion, for just being you. Ads, you're going to be the best dad and you know you're like a brother to me and I'm just so proud, I love you!

To Ross: thank you for all the hugs, the support, the laughs, for knowing what's wrong before I even do and being such a good friend and person. You know just how much you mean to me but I'll never stop telling you. Don't miss me too much 😋

To my best friend, my G: thank you for continuing to be my absolute rock, my big brother, I can't say too much because I know I'll cry but I truly wouldn't even have been on this tour if it wasn't for you so thank you, I love you always, my life is as amazing as it is because of you and everything you've brought me, including our boys ❣️

Last but not least, my Matty: thank you for turning my world upside down, for challenging me and for loving me fiercely and unapologetically, god knows we had a rocky start but thank fuck you finally admitted you're feelings because you are single handedly the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you and I'm thankful to finally have my person ❤️

Now... To Rome

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trumanblack there's no one like you my love and this tour has been as fucking amazing and it's because of you ❣️ to Rome my love....

-> thisislou my heart 😭❤️ I love you, thank you for changing my life

rass1975 going to miss you rockstar, enjoy Rome

-> thisislou wont be long macdonald ❤️ adore you

1975adam the best❤️ have a beautiful time

-> thisislou na that's you ❤️ thanks ads ❤️

bedforddanes75 my best friend, my sister, always ❤️ enjoy Rome with Matthew.

-> thisislou my g 😭😭❤️

johnwaugh legend... Bring back me something cool from Rome...

-> thisislou waughy 😭❤️ of course!

carly.rh have the best time my love ❤️

the1975updates:

the1975updates @the1975 have finished the first leg of their tour and are now having a well deserved break. This photo was taken at the last show. We love them... We got the robbers kiss we all wanted!!(I'll be posting my snippet of this separately) so glad I was at this show, it was truly beautiful and Matty & Lou were honestly so cute I can't deal.

75fan the robbers kiss?? Like are you kidding me! They wanted to break the internet with that one

loumattystan my parents 🥹 I love them so much

fan1 going to miss seeing them on my fyp

fan2 I was there!! It was the best show honestly, so sentimental, I cried multiple times

fan3 the way they're just having a little cuddle on stage 🥹😭🥹😭❤️

-> the1975updates honestly!! I actually cried, they're so in love ❤️

the1975updates:

the1975updates WE FINALLY GOT THE ROBBERS KISS WE WE'RE ALL BEGGING FOR!!! IM SO HAPPY. This was the best 75 show I've been to but this was just so cute and special and I've had to mute my video because it was so fucking loud.

75fan what did he say to her before he kissed her?

-> the1975updates I'm not sure, he stopped singing and the boys sang for him and the mic wasn't head him sorry , any lip readers who can tell her what he said???

-> fan3 "there's no one like you"

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-> the1975updates @fan3 THANK U !! I can die happy now... God he really loves her

loufanpage guys I can't 😭😭 their love is so pure

Note: love you guys and I seriously cannot thank those of you that continue to read this, enough. You're the best and I really hope you're still enjoying this series. If you are it would mean the world to me if you'd consider liking and reblogging this. Thank you - L

#matty healy #matty healy fan fic #matty the 1975 #matty healy x reader #matty Healy x oc #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #matty Healy instagram au #insufferable arsehole matty healy series #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fake instagram #matty healy fluff

[moodywyrm]

Hey idk if ur still taking requests but if u aren't heres one to keep if u wanna use it.

A plus size reader being too scared to wear Abbys clothes bc they think they wont fit and get worried that they might ruin them somehow bc they think theyre "Too big"

so when Abby finds out about this shes like "🤨And who tf told u that?" but in like a more sweet way

then it ends up with the reader wearing one of Abbys sweatshirts, being held up by said bby girl Abby, whomst is fucking the reader with her strap.

god i am feral my Abby brain rot is through the roof rn and u are feeding it so thank u

hi honey! I don't really take requests, I just write for whichever asks make my brain go brrrr. this one does!

I wrote something similar to this a few days ago here, but without the smut. however. I do think abby would go Wild when u wear her clothes, especially after going through all of that to assure you that her clothes fit and she wants you to wear them!

so I imagine that one day she comes home from practice and sees you on the couch in pretty lil panties and one of her hoodies, laying down so that the sweater rides up and shows ur tummy AND the panties. and ur just hanging out, not thinking much of it, but abby is going fucking feral. so she marches over to you and ur like hi baby!!! and she just kneels on the couch, curving over you and ur like??? what happened to hello?? hi?? how are you??? but you can't say anything bc she's pressing a kiss to your lips, groping at ur tummy and pulling at ur panties. n ur grappling at her, soaking through ur panties bc she wants you and its so obvious and, as small as that may feel to others, it feels fucking revolutionary to you. so you're pulling at her practice jersey, throwing it across the room n clawing at her back.

n she pulls away from the kiss, panting above you, looking you up and down and just going "holy shit baby, you look so fucking good in my clothes" before going down n pulling your panties off, diving face first into your cunt and licking at you. she's making direct eye contact with you, eating you out like a woman-starved, in love with the way her hoodie is pushed up over your tits. she spends the next hour (or two) fucking you on the couch, licking up each orgasm you give her <3

#anon #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x reader smut #abby anderson smut

[choke-me-joey]

since it hasn't been taken off the list yet.. can i request 28 with JQ? 🫣

(your writing is immaculate my horny ass can't wait to make its way thru the entire list)

I hope you like this bby 😘 I combined it with another prompt especially for you cos you're like, the best.

28. I want to watch you/I want you to watch me.

Bonus prompt:

26. Keep those eyes on me, beautiful.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), reader is a teasing brat and Joe has had enough of her shit, masturbation, pussy shots (is that a thing?????), oral (f receiving), cum eating, idk it's just filthy okay???

Hoevember/Dickcember masterlist

This wasn't how it was supposed to go at all.

You'd planned it so perfectly. You were going to get Joe so riled up that he'd have no choice but to take you home, throw you down on that new rug and fuck the ever loving shit out of you in the living room aka the only room left in the new house that you hadn't shagged in yet.

Your plan was foolproof; low cut dress, pushup bra, his favourite perfume that you wear, mixed with alcohol, subtle glides of your hands over his crotch under the table at the bar, pressing your body up against his, the grinding on the dance floor...it was textbook on how to turn Joe on. And you thought it had worked when he'd grabbed your waist on the dance floor and pulled you into him, growling in your ear to get your coat and say your goodbyes to everyone.

Which led to deep, open mouthed and panting kisses in the (private) back of a taxi back to your newly purchased home, Joe's hands trailing up and squeezing your bum as you unlocked the door and let him practically shove you through it, pinning you up against the wall in the hallway, hiking up your dress and grinding his jean covered cock against your flimsy underwear.

"Fuck me, Joe," you begged, trying to move your legs and tug him towards the living room.

"Upstairs," Joe grunted back against your mouth, and you pouted. "Up. Stairs."

Ooh, that tone.

You did as you were told, giggling as Joe swatted at your bum as you both sprinted up the stairs and into your bedroom.

"On the bed. Naked." Joe instructed you and you obeyed, pulling off your dress, shoes and underwear and lying in the centre of your, frankly ridiculously massive bed (a splurge for the new house). Joe slowly unbuttons his shirt, shucking it off. He then reaches for the button of his jeans. Your tongue darts out to lick your lips as you watch him, the obvious bulge in his jeans making your mouth water. "You wanna suck my cock?"

You nod, eagerly climbing towards him. "Ah, ah. Back where you were. Don't think you just got away with all that shit you were doing at the bar, baby. I know exactly what you were up to."

"I wasn't-"

"Yes, you were, you fucking brat." Joe growls, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down. His black boxers do little to hide how hard he is now and your eyes flick to it again. "I was trying to speak to my friends, and all you wanted was for me to bring you home and fuck you. You're such a whore for my cock that you don't care about anything else."

"I'm sorry, Joey, just wanted you so bad," you pout again, giving him the face you know he can't refuse.

"Don't look at me like that. It's time for you to learn you can't always get what you want from me-" Joe pushes down his boxers and kicks them off, spitting into his hand before stroking his cock slowly. "Tonight I'm getting what I want. I want you to watch me."

"Joey, please!" You whine, desperate to touch him, to taste him.

"Don't make me cuff you." He warns. "You're gonna watch me, and don't you dare touch yourself. If you're good, maybe I'll eat that pretty pussy afterwards, okay?"

You nod, knowing he meant business. "Good girl. Keep those eyes on me, beautiful. Wanna show you what I do when you're not around to help me out."

"Please," you whisper, your thighs squeezing together. You'd always told Joe that you'd wished you were there to watch him jerk off whenever he would call you on FaceTime from his lonely hotel room, all hard, leaking and desperate to cum.

Joe groans as he strokes himself, slowly, twisting his wrist at the top like you do when you wank him. His thumb swipes at the precum gathered at his mushroom tip, using it to lube himself up. "Open your legs, baby."

You do so, allowing your legs to fall open so he can see your slick pussy practically shining in the dim light of your bedroom. His cock twitches noticeably in his hand. "Fuck, you always get so wet for me, love."

"Always, Joey," you nod, your hands twitching by your sides desperate to touch yourself or him, but you knew he'd follow through with his threat of cuffs.

"I know baby, cos you're my good little slut, aren't you?" Joe growls, looking up at you through his eyelashes as he fists his cock.

You nod again, whimpering as you squeeze your thighs together again to ease the ache. Joe frowns, clambering on to the bed and kneeling between your legs, forcing them open. He pouts his lips and allows a glob of spit to fall from his mouth onto your awaiting cunt, making you moan out his name. "Aw, poor little thing, you want my cock?" Joe teases, leaning forward and sliding his cock through your pussy lips, lubing his dick up with your arousal and his spit. He breathes out "fuck", all gravelly and raw and you shudder, hole clenching around nothing. "Too bad. I told you, you're not getting what you want."

He pulls away and starts to fist his cock faster, holding your legs open with his free hand, his eyes going from your dripping cunt to your face, and back down. "Hold your legs back for me."

You do as you're told, holding your legs up so he can really get a view of your pussy and ass. Joe groans loudly. He's getting close, his breath coming out in harsh pants and his hand working his cock at lightening speed. His hips even start to move of their own accord, fucking into his hand. "Shit, you're so fucking....hnng fuck, I'm gonna cum-!"

You moan with him as you feel his cum landing on your pussy, dripping down to your asshole. Joe swipes his cock through your folds again, mixing his cum with your slick.

You cry out as he suddenly drops down, and eats your pussy like a man starved, swiping his tongue through your collective messes and groaning loudly against you at the taste of both of you combined on his own tongue. You let go of your legs, your hand flying to his curls and giving them a harsh tug. In response he shoves two thick fingers into you, immediately curling them to stroke your g-spot.

When he looks up at you from between your legs, those beautiful brown eyes big and lust-blown, that gorgeous mouth ravaging your pussy and his thick, perfect fingers hitting you just right, it's game over. You cum, long and hard, your release soaking Joe's mouth and chin. You scream his name as your body shakes, thighs clamping down on either side of his head to keep him there. He doesn't stop, keeping the same pace and rhythm until you're squealing and pushing him away.

"Joey," you whine, your body trembling. He chuckles, gently removing his fingers from you. You grab his wrist and shove his fingers into your mouth, cleaning them off and revelling in your own taste, all the while keeping your eyes fixed on his. You release his fingers with a soft 'pop' and pull him into a kiss, moving his body on top of yours. "You know you owe me a shag on the rug, right?"

Joe laughs. "I was getting to that. Round 2?"

You angle your hips up and your pussy swallows the tip of his cock, hard and raring to go once more. He sighs blissfully and you shoot him a wicked grin, before expertly rolling the two of you so you were on top.

"Now, I want you to watch me."

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

Neteyam~

How do you feel about chubby girls.. do you think you'd be able to handle all my soft curves pressed against you as I sit on your lap~ 🤭

Mdni!!!

“Chubby girls? I love them, I prefer them personally. Yes, the body types of the women in my clan are beautiful, but it’s just something about chubby girls that drive me crazy. I’d love to kiss and mark that soft, pretty skin as much as I want to. I’d want you on my lap at all times, just so I have an excuse to feel all your curves pressed against me so tight. I’d wanna see the pretty body at all times, I’ll even get a mirror so I can fuck you infront of it, just so you can see how much of a cute slut you are when I fucking ruin you. So of course I could handle you, babygirl, but could you handle what I do to your gorgeous self?”

Phew😩 as a chubby girl this one hit, thank you for sending this in nonnie bby, feel free to stop by again😉💕

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[timmymyluv]

double trouble

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dad!timothée chalamet x mother!reader

hope you guys missed the twins au! this is super cute and I love this domestic soft parenting theme so please enjoy 🫂

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our lovely parents out for date night without the kids after a while. 💗

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user7 my parents I think

ynfanbase wait 🤔so if in the first years since yn had the twins they'd accompany timmy for his rare one year projects but now he hasn't accepted anything new sans the movies he's already filmed 👀

dunestimo ok you have a point 😭 word on the street says yn is gearing for her fashion comeback both on the runway and on the magazine

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ynschalamet YN??!?! WHAT ARE U DOING HERE

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back to work? missed the chaos.

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yourusername im ngl it can get real crazy backstage at fashion shows 😭😭never been one to sugarcoat

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papa timmy going on a walk with the twins in central park today! everyone was fairly skeptical and wanted to give the family the space but timo offered to take a few pics to the lucky fans who were so gracious/respectful.

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tchalamet do I have a dad bod yet? *drum hits to a lame joke*

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yn4ever she announced her comeback to the runway remember? the kids are a little older and tim is taking some time off to be with the two while mama is back, still on top of her game 😌

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usernamehere now can u stfu if you were a dad to twin toddlers you'd look tired too you old hag

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usernamehere if you wanna look tired i can give u a black eye or two you punk

odessamay I was the fan who took a pic with him here! he was so nice I felt shy to ask for a pic as I was also waiting for a bagel but he so kindly offered 🥺

laurieschalamet ooh what flavour of bagels did he get?

odessamay he got plain old cream cheese while he got some strawberry and cream bagels for yn!

ynsparadise yes I heard yn is still in nyc just having more meetings/photoshoots but she's not that far off from the kiddos

odessamay the kids are so cute clearly no one took pics of them to respect their privacy but they were so friendly and charming to the strangers they'd meet!! sometimes they were shy hiding behind their dad but they loved hugging/shaking others hands or even talking to them about anything ❤️

user87 yn and timo raised such good natured, well adjusted and polite kids

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first time on set since I had the twins. I admit it hasn't been the easiest and I was quieting down fears even as the cameras flashed. but to make it clear, I only look like this post childbirth bec of my genetics/natural physique, and the resources that allows me significant assistance during childbirth, running the household and a loving, dedicated staff whose main job is to keep me happy and healthy. Our bodies have done such a wonderful thing to bring a child to this world and you should treat your body kindly after, not push yourself to look a certain way after.

Your body changing after childbirth isn't a bad thing, if you don't wear the same pant size anymore, your organs rearranged differently or something changes colour or the stretch marks that form, everyone's body is different and let's celebrate that as long as it's not causing any significant harm, discomfort or illness to your lovely body.

I cannot thank the entire village who was by my side then and now when I welcomed my two little angels and the warm embrace as you've welcomed me back to the fashion world. To my muse, my partner, my other half @/tchalamet I cannot thank you enough for the love and sacrifice you've shown our family and I love love you so much mon amour.

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[harcove]

Okay, hear me out.

After you and Billy has an argument over god knows, your crying on the couch whilst Billy had gone out to get some air. It’s his cooling down mechanism but you are too so he feels like even more shit for leaving you behind upset so every time he will without a doubt come home with flowers. Sometimes it might be one or the next it will be a bouquet but he always walks through the door maybe an hour later with a saddened look to see you so crushed.

He’ll put the flowers on a table or on the floor and sit at your feet, no words shared as his thumbs swipe away the tears, gentle eyes that was only given to you staring into your soul as he takes your hands next to kiss with such delicacy. He’s got a heavy touch so it feels like he’s grabbing you almost but it all gets made up for with his soft plump lips that he cares for with chapstick you give him every few months when he’s run out.

If you guys haven’t had dinner yet after your both calm, he’ll cook before going to bed with you in his arms. Though if you hadn’t forgiven him, he’s still at his knees for you, showering you and pampering you the rest of the night but if even that wasn’t enough; he’ll sleep on the couch till morning and make you breakfast in bed. He loves you a lot and shouting at you hurts even more than when his dad used to. He doesn’t want his girl feeling scared of him so if he has to carry you like one of them royals on a bed, he will do it.

Hope your feeling well, Lovely. <3

a/n: Okay so sorry this took so long; I write so slow and I've been writing multiple things but this was so cute I LOVE the idea of it sm. I wanted to do like every single thing in there, but I couldn't cause it'd be wayyyy too long and idk how many people wanna read that, and also just, I'd be making contradictions in the story asdfghjkl. I hope you're feeling well too bby! <3

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Warnings: Text-heavy; not a lot of dialogue, mentions of arguments/yelling, trauma-related emotions, maybe OOC Billy? abuse mention

Pink Roses - B.H.

The moment Billy walked out the door, he regretted it.

He regretted fighting with you, he regretted the yelling and the words the both of you would hurl at one another in your anger. He regretted that he'd hurt you, knowingly too.

He regretted being like his father.

You always insisted he wasn't his father. He was Billy Hargrove, not Neil Hargrove. But sometimes, when things got hard, or when he was alone with too many thoughts, he'd find himself feeling like the man who made his life miserable before he'd met you.

Billy never hit you. He could never even imagine doing that. The closest he'd come to ever hurting you was grabbing your wrist, and he was stronger than he realized- it's what he got for weight lifting. And his bodies instinctual response to fight and defend. He needed to really pay attention to how heavy his hand was, even in moments of love. It was never intentional.

But he tortured himself. He told himself that maybe that was who he really was and he was just trying to hide it; that really, he was an abuser like his father, and that he would only ruin you. Like how his father ruined his mother, ruined him, ruined everything he ever touched.

As guilty as he felt leaving you in the house, the small home you two had gotten in Hawkins (as much as he wanted to go to California or something, the two of you were still young and Max was still here, still a teen), most definitely crying, alone, he wouldn't go back just yet. He knew better than that at this point.

Years together, being away from his father, you, surviving Starcourt, it all helped. It gave him the chance to work on himself without the heavy hand of a parent that despised him. Almost dying, not being able to control himself and his actions quite literally, everything, it made him think.

But he still struggled. An entire life thus far of abuse and abandonment wasn't something that could easily be undone. In fact, it was likely that even with time and change, there would still be parts of him that would peak through. Parts of him that would never trust properly, or would retain fear and anger in horrible ways.

So he knew, right now, he needed air. Even with regret, his blood was still pumping fast. He still felt the remnants of anger and adrenaline from the yelling match the two of you had just had. So staying away for now was better than walking back in. Even if he wanted to.

You always told him that was progress: the acknowledgement and realisation that his emotions were dangerous, and the willingness to separate himself for his own good and others.

He always just said it would be better if it never happened at all.

The cool air was a balm to his burning blood. The way it whipped around his Camaro as he drove aimlessly made him feel better. It quieted his thoughts and allowed him to breathe. The radio played a song, one he didn't really have any particular feelings for, but it was better than empty silence.

When the driving fast (something he knew you'd get angry at him for) and the loud music from his radio (if you were there right now, you'd be singing with it just as loud) ran it's course and he no longer felt as angry, or angry at all, he pulled his car into a strip of small stores.

He didn't even bother to turn his car off, leaving it on but locked as he entered one of the small stores. They sold various things inside, but the item he came for was the flowers; they always had so many different ones and you always mentioned how beautiful they were.

It felt juvenile as he picked out flowers. He knew nothing of the 'language of flowers' but he remembered Max mentioning that pink roses are a symbol of apology; asking for forgiveness and to show gratitude, appreciation.

And Max only knew that because Lucas had gotten them for her, on more than one occasion. Billy always knew when Max and Lucas had a fight, or broke up (again, god, he keeps asking her why she keeps going back if they've broken up at least six times already, she says he 'wouldn't get it,') he would see pink roses in the house when he still lived there.

He had gotten sick of the colour pink.

But now it wasn't so annoying to look at, not when he looked at the pink roses and thought to himself- thought about you and whatever it was you argued about. He couldn't even really pinpoint the exact reason for whatever triggered the argument, which made it all the more silly. He looked at the roses in his passenger seat where you always sat, driving back home to you.

He couldn't be sick of the colour pink. Not when it's meaning in those flowers was something he felt. He loved you, and he was thankful for you. Always sorry after a fight. It would always be you, no one else was meant for him like you were- no amount of arguments or sullied words could change the fact that it would always be you.

He understood Max more than she knew. More than he realised too.

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Inside the small house, you lay curled up on the couch. It smells like him. Everything in the damn house smells like him; his cologne, cigarettes (he tried to smoke outside most of the time but it wasn't always) and it only made your eyes water once again.

You regret it the moment he walks out the door, slamming it shut behind him. You regret the volume of your voice and the words you spoke. You regret letting him walk out.

But you also respected that he did so. It could've easily went differently. His measuring of his own emotions, allowing him to remove himself from the situation; that was something more new.

You couldn't look at him and not say he made progress everyday.

Whatever the argument had been lost on you the moment you fall onto the couch in tears. Hagard breathes from anger and adrenaline. Angry tears become sad ones, lonely ones. And you just wish he was there. Even if you're mad.

Only Billy Hargrove knows how to make you this upset, and only Billy Hargrove knows how to make you feel better.

It's the double edged sword of being so close to someone; so close to him. You know each others flaws, you know their weak spots and the words to use to dig in deep- but you also know the words to make them feel better, the touch to comfort them and calm them down.

It's so contradictory. Your body and mind are angry with him, but at the same time, they want him there, to make you feel better.

It takes time for him to come back. However long had passed, you aren't sure, because the time blurs together as you lay on the couch, tears still spilling down your cheeks. You hate them because you can't control them and they just seem insistent on sticking around.

But you know it's late because the light isn't coming from the windows, and when he opens the front door, maybe a bit gingerly, you hear crickets, and no cars.

You hear his heavy steps; booted feet hitting the faded hardwood floor. Parts of you flood with relief now that he's back. The house feels fuller once more, but all the same, there is a pain and anger in you. The metaphorical temperature is still cool in the house as the memories of an argument too intense for its own good linger.

You're not facing him, rather, facing the inside back cushions of the couch, one of your arms under your head like a makeshift pillow while the other rests curled up into your chest. You smell is cologne when he walks closer; stronger than it was on the furniture. Invading your senses.

The crinkling from the flowers Billy brought back with him interrupt dead silence; he places them on the floor beside the couch before he lowers himself onto the floor as well, back to you, just as you had yours to his, resting an arm on his propped up knee.

It stays quiet. There's nothing neither your nor him can find it in you to say. Words that should be said, words that want to be said, stay locked behind your tongues. Stuck in your throats.

If he was still angry, Billy might've walked in, and scoffed at the sight of you crying on the couch. He might've rolled his eyes and ignored you. But he wasn't angry anymore. And it was something that he had worked on.

He was only sad when he saw your body on the couch. He only felt heartbroken, and wanted to take back everything that happened. It was an emotion he was used to. Regret. But it was one he spent his entire life burying.

There hadn't been time to feel regret. Not when every action he made had been a response to the abuse he had experienced. Not when, in his life, he had only known the feeling of trying to survive in a world that seemed to be against him from the start. There was no place for regret then.

But now he was safer than he had been before. And he could feel regret for his actions; truly, deeply, feel them.

And hurting you, in any way, shape, or form, was something he regretted.

It was quiet. No noise save for the breathing from both of you. But eventually, the quiet breaks when he moves his body from where he sits at your feet, basically crawling his way to where your head sits. The sound of his leather jacket he had yet to take off evaded your senses as he brought himself closer.

You wanted to look at him. So you swallowed any embarrassment you felt for crying, or any lingering negative emotions and pettiness, and slowly maneuvered to turn over onto your other side.

His beautiful blue eyes met yours, and they looked sad. Your eyes could only fill with tears you had believed had dried up by now, but rather, they were waiting for something to trigger them again.

His larger hand, rings and all, reached up and he used his thumb to wipe the tears that built up from your eyes, barely giving them the chance to fall. He was heavy handed, as gentle as he tried to be, so the way he did it almost made you crack a sad smile. It was like he was getting ready to fight the tears away if he had to, like they were a physical opponent. It's as if he's grabbing your face more than wiping your tears away.

But you don't care, because it's him. It's absolutely, perfectly, Billy Hargrove. Heavy handed by nature, it is filled with emotion and care. He doesn't hurt you. And it feels like protection whenever he does touch you this way. You could fade away into his hands, you loved them so much. It made more tears fill your eyes. This man, you couldn't lose this man. And every time you argued you worried, maybe he won't come back.

He always did however.

His eyes look so gentle. Something that only you have ever gotten to experience. For Billy Hargrove was tough, he was angry in most things and empty eyes were an easy way to keep people at a distance. But you saw every emotion that no one else did. 

Engulfing your hand with his own after he takes it, it feels tingly. Warm. He's always been like a personal heater (something you loved in the cold but hated in the summer because he would wrap himself around you and not let go till you cried uncle) and it feels good in those moments to have his hand holding yours. It feels like he's holding your hand more than you're holding his, grabbing it. It's his heavy touch.

His plump lips touch the skin on your knuckles softly. They're soft, and warm, and you can tell he's still using the chapstick you get him every few months. Because as much as you loved feeling his lips on your own, he was definitely just stealing the chapstick off your lips at that point and it was only fair if you could do the same.

"...'m sorry."

It's so quiet and muffled when he says it that you almost miss it. But you're so close and it's so quiet around you that you do hear it. Words are hard for him, words of remorse and apologies, it's always been hard. But he's saying it, he's trying.

The pink roses on the floor beside him finally catch your eye and you feel your chest fill with an overwhelming love and warmth.

"I'm sorry too," you respond, voice wobbly as you pull yourself closer to him while also pulling his head closer to you where you can rest your forehead against his own.

One of his hands comes up to cup the back of your neck, holding it with some pressure as his fingers touch your hair and he digs his fingers into it if he can.

"I'll do better."

You shake your head abruptly, almost horrified that he thinks he's not doing better or not doing good enough at this pace right now.

"No, you are doing better," you say firmly, looking into his eyes sternly, still glossy with tears, "I'll do better too."

"Guess we both have to do better," he says with a hint of humour. His smile, it's so beautiful. It is one of your most favourite sights in the entire world.

"I love you Billy."

He's silent at first, as he slightly pulls back from you. It doesn't matter how many times you say it to him, it's still sometimes surreal. Since he was a child and his mother left, no one told him they loved him. But you came into his life, and told him more than he thought he deserved.

"Is this a shit time to say I got flowers?" He's good at changing the subject. He's said he loves you before, but sometimes its overwhelming. Giving love to someone and it being given back tenfold, "Cause they were expensive and need water, or whatever."

You laugh. A small, but genuine laugh. You love this man, and you know you always will.

"They're beautiful; the Lucas and Max special? I'll put them in a vase if you go get dinner started- unless you ate when you left?" You say as you begin sitting up, Billy moving back and getting up himself, dropping a heavy kiss to your lips as he does so.

"Screw off," he responds with no malice, rolling his eyes playfully, "Max only gets one of these shits at a time from her boyfriend, I got you the whole bouquet. And no, I didn't."

"A real man," you jokingly say, plucking the bouquet that he had picked up when he stood up himself from his hands, you stand there for a moment looking at them. They smell amazing, and it's mixed with his scent. Smells like his car, like his cologne. They're beautiful. You almost get lost in them, "...thank you."

He's already going to your small open kitchen when you speak again, grabbing the singular glass that is tall enough for the flowers and putting it on the small table for you while he's also grabbing a pan.

"Don't tell Max, for Christ's sake," he bemoans, "I won't hear the end of that shit."

"Good thing I invited her for dinner tomorrow."

"What? Babe, come on..."

You don't offer him a response as you smile to yourself; he's sulking only a bit and mumbling to himself as he grabs things to start cooking. Things go quiet once more as you unwrap the flowers and cut off their thorns.

"...love you too."

Yeah. He was the only man you'd ever love.

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[xdaddysprincessxx]

Congratulations on 800, prinny! I've loved getting to know you and seeing you become a writer. I also love your makeup skills, and it's so fun that we share a love of horror. .b. which brings me to my random question.

What horror movie moment is super hot for you?

Has there ever been a scene where you were like oh shit idk if that's supposed to be hot but I'm here for it?

sorry if I'm off topic

TOXIC!!! Thank you so so much bby!! I really love this question! And you, I love you! Also so on topic! I could talk horror for hours!!

Okay there are a lot of moments lmao but also not necessarily moments but just the characters themselves and seeing them on the screen and next thing you know my pussy has a heart beat Lmfaoo details under the cut

- Pyramid head from Silent Hill. Honestly just seeing him I was like 😳. I want him to throw me over his shoulder and just manhandle me and do ungodly things.

- Texas Chainsaw (2003 specifically) I was like in 3rd or 4th grade when I watched this 😅 probably shouldn’t have been, whatever. But damn does he do it for me. I really like em large and in charge 😋

-Predator. Yes Predator. Love all of the movies but Predator 4 (with Boyd Holbrook 😉) I fucking loved when they all thought he was this big creature and then the bigger one came out and the smaller one was fighting him and yea it got me going.

-House of Wax. Bo Sinclair. Enough said. I vividly remember he poured wax over the girls mouth and then kissed her 🥵 (my brain is making me second guess myself but I still see this scene in my head lol)

-okay this one is probably odd lol so Tim curry’s It terrifies me. I do not fuck with his IT. But Bill Skarsgards IT I wanna fuck. Bad. I am into that clown. I loved the scene where Beverly saw the flashback of him and it was his human face (I believe it was when she was at the old lady’s house) fucking loved it.

- My bloody Valentine (2009) good god I’d go into those mines for Tom (Jensen ackles) and the scene where he’s chasing them in the store and they try to hide in the back office whew.

- The Boy. When I first saw this I did not see the plot twist coming and great googly moogly I want to tear Brahms ass up. I want to dom tf out of him. He’s so subby and such a sweet creepy little stalker.

There’s def more but I’m blanking for whatever reason lmao I’m also realizing I watched a lot of these horror movies at a very young age 😅

#Prinnys 800 celebration 🎉 #asks <3 #horror #horror movies #let’s talk horror! #I <3 slashers