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#the dilfs got me
natelia-aldelliz · 1 year
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Soap & Gaz : =(
Ghost : What's going on with you two?
Gaz : Old people flirting =( it's like my divorced dad flirting with his new girlfriend in front of me all over again
Ghost : What happened?
Gaz : Well he and my mom got a divorce, which was for the best honestly, and then he got himself a girlfriend that was closer in age to me than him and -
Ghost : I don't give a shit about your parents Garrick, what happened right now.
Gaz : Oh =(
Soap : Nikolai was teaching us insults in russian, and Price told him he had a dirty mouth and Nik just smiled at him, y'know, like a smirk, and Price smiled back, ewwww
Ghost : Wait, you think Price flirting with his... friend is gross because they're old? You do know I'm not that much younger than Price, right?
Soap : Yeah, but you're not flirting with anyone, so it's okay =)
Ghost :
Gaz :
Soap : =) ?
Gaz : I can't believe you just said that. With your full chest too...
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forestofsprites · 1 month
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WHY at no point in the show's history did my best friend castiel angel of the lord get called a dilf. yeah yeah yeah he got the early seasons pretty boy commentary, mr wisp of an angel dawdling about the twinkish gait of jimmy the salesman I'M TALKING S13 ->>>>>> that gay angel's a FATHER. he's a dad and he's fucking built, okay. he's tired, he's got eyebags, he's got wrinkles, he's juggling all sorts of shit. ongoing divorce, hunt at 3:00pm, pick jack up from the become god at 6:00. he's fuckin broad chest, fitted coat, he drives a truck but let's be honest it's like if a truck were a minivan
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f1version · 6 months
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joke’s over guys please come back
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andy-clutterbuck · 10 months
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8x14 | Still Gotta Mean Something
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skitskatdacat63 · 6 months
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I was showing my mom various eras of Nando, AND SHE SAID PUPPY DOG MCHONDA ERA LOOKS LIKE PUSS IN BOOTS HAHAHAHHAA
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I'm not gonna be able to stop thinking about this comparison for a while 😭😭😭😭😭
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ijustloveobeymeok · 1 year
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Lucifer: why do you think I don't like you? I do. I would kill for you. Go on, ask me to kill for you.
Y/n: First of all, calm down.
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sincericida · 1 year
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2022 was Andrew Garfield year, in all awards, interviews and editorials, in all colors (or almost none 👀):
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👀👀👀
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bunny-hoodlum · 24 days
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A Girl Should Never Be Without a Father
DILF!Naruto/Teen!Hinata
chapter one of three
extremely dubious consent, cheating, secret relationship, huge age difference
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bugtoast · 1 year
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Happy valentines, i’m trying to learn how to draw the gay people’s faces after over 2 years of being in this fandom (they mean the world to me,,,,,,)
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skloomdumpster · 9 months
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cupcakeinat0r · 19 days
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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year
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Rick Grimes - The Walking Dead | Joel Miller - The Last Of Us
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tiny-stack-of-knights · 8 months
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Couldn’t get the idea of MK doing dad things out of my head so I present to you mr dilf knight (and son)
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rhettabbotts · 10 months
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what if i said dilf!rhett gets pissed after you send him pictures of yourself while he's out at the bar, then comes home and makes you ride the arm of the couch while he watches???
"been actin' up lately, haven't you whore? need to remind my little cowgirl who's in charge."
WHAT IF I SAID THIS WAS MY LAST STRAW!!!!
he asked you to watch the girls later than he usually does. he had a few old riding buddies in town and was going out for a few drinks. you happily obliged, not minding the extra time you got to spend with grace and ellie.
after bath and bedtime, you were laying on the sectional sofa that was in the middle of the large living room. you couldn’t stand to look at another post on instagram. you were uninterested in scrolling mindlessly through videos. you were bored. dangerously so.
your thumb hovered over rhett’s contact. going against better judgment, you clicked on it, opening a thread of texts between the two of you.
“how’s it going with the retirement committee?”
“very funny. it’s fine. i’m too old to be taking shots of tequila. how’s the girls?”
“they were angels as always. i kind of miss you right now☹️”
“i’ll be home soon”
“will this make you come home sooner?”
you attached a photo you just took. a risqué picture of your thigh. dress hiked up enough to show a peek of your lacy underwear - a pair that rhett had bought you.
the three bubbles appeared and disappeared several times. it made you nervous. you were afraid you had crossed a line. but then his text came in.
“i’ll be home in thirty minutes. that dress better be off when i come through the door.”
you tore the dress off your body like it was burning you. your body was on fire at the anticipation of hearing rhett’s truck turning up the drive. waiting for the crunch of gravel and the slam of his door. a smug grin settled on your face as you heard the telltale sign of his arrival.
his heavy footsteps fell on the wooden porch, matching the thud of your heartbeat. your breath caught in your throat as he opened the door. he was not happy, if the clenched jaw told you anything.
“hi,” you greeted him softly, hands placed delicately in your lap. you sat on your heels in nothing but your bra and panties.
rhett was silent. he kicked his boots off next to the assorted pairs of shoes that lined the wall. he tossed his jacket on the bench and rolled his sleeves up without a word. he pointedly ignored you, heading towards the kitchen to pour himself a drink.
the ice cubes clinked against the crystal glass as he filled it, pouring the dark colored liquor in before taking a long swig. he let out a hiss through his clenched teeth as the whiskey burned down his chest.
“you think you’re cute, don’t you? sending me a picture like that where anyone could’ve seen,” rhett spoke finally, voice deep and raspy with a hint of malice. he was reprimanding you and you hated to admit it made your thighs press together.
“i just missed you,” you pouted at the man that was approaching you.
“you’re a fucking brat, is what you are. thinking you can always get your way. do i need to remind you who’s in charge?”
rhett towered over you as he took his stand before your kneeling frame. his thumb and index finger gripped your chin tightly, roughly. he took another drink and your mouth dropped open on its own accord.
he smirked before leaning down to let the warm liquid drip onto your waiting tongue, forcing your mouth shut so you could swallow.
“couch arm.”
“what?”
“i want you on the couch arm. that’s all you get tonight. it’s either that or nothin’. take your pick.”
“but-“
“i ain’t arguing.”
you moved hesitantly, straddling the couch arm and positioning yourself comfortably. you felt a sting in your muscles as the arm spread your thighs wider than you’re used to.
“g’on,” rhett commanded, nodding towards you as he sat at the opposite corner, legs stretched wide and the drink still in his hand. “show me how much you really missed me.”
you started with a slow drag of your covered cunt against the material, biting back a moan as the cool leather of the couch created a dizzying contrast to the heat at your core. the leather became more slick with each pass, making it easier to grind into it.
you got lost in the feeling, closing your eyes and arching your back as you imagined it was rhett’s cock you were riding. breathy whimpered escaped your throat and your stomach knotted up at your impending release.
“daddy,” you whispered, neck craning to look at rhett. “can i please cum? i promise i’ll be good,” you pleaded.
rhett let out a mumbled curse before he started palming his hard cock, giving you a singular nod.
that was all you needed to pick up your pace, chasing that high that you desperately craved. it hit you hard and fast, your thighs shook and your mouth was agape with a silent scream. rhett groaned loudly as he watched you come undone.
it took you a few moments to settle. after you caught your breath, you just threw yourself back onto the sofa. your head landed in rhett’s lap as you looked up at him. the glow of the lamp brought out the greys at his temples and you could assume that he only had more because of you. not that you minded.
“this poor couch,” you laughed, fingers tracing invisible shapes along rhett’s thigh.
“it should be burned,” he responded, a dry laugh escaping him as well.
“i really did miss you tonight. we missed our show,” you said.
“m’sorry, baby. i missed you too. but andy almost saw my phone and i don’t want someone lookin’ at my lady like that.”
“i’ll be more cautious with the nudes i send,” you joked. which earned you a little love tap to your thigh.
“you’ll be the death of me, girl.”
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mel-kusanagi · 3 months
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save me peter b with beard..... save me....
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