sorry to alarm ppl..

but Anakin Skywalker?

He’d love chubby women. The thick thighs, the fat breast, the rolls on your cute tummy, the love handles he’d definitely grab on to. How he’d watch your thigh fat and your tummy move as he fucked you in missionary. “Pretty girl..” He would moan. “Takin’ me all the way in..” He’d groan and slap your ass cheek before driving into you. “A-Ani?” You would whimper, his long arms around your waist. “Your tits are so fat..” He would whine, putting his hot mouth on your erected nipples. “Can hold you however I want.” He would groan as he fucked his thick cock deep into you. “Please, please..” He would beg against your neck, your breast brushing his chest as he fucked into you. “You’re so pretty..” He would moan, his hips moving so fast. His thinner thighs smacking against yours, his balls smacking against your ass. “Fuck, look at you.” His voice always gets you. How he loved your tits, your tummy and hips then your ass and then rub at your clit. His blue eyes looking down at you as his hips slammed against you. “Ah! Ani!” You would whine straight out. “Yeah, that’s my good girl. You want to cum on my cock, sweet baby?” Anakin’s voice always made your eyes roll back. Fuck, he had you. His hands caressing your tits, your chunky hips and thighs. His mouth on your chest, sucking at your neck then your shoulder. It was like that so much.

bring back the mullet frfr 🙏🙏🙏🙏😋😋

i’m crying (not from my eyes)

also please bring the mullet back hayden 😫

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his voice is so deep…HELLO????

have you seen that video of Hayden laughing at Rachel fucking up the Aeropostale ad

It was the Teens for Jeans campaign by Do Something

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best friend’s brother!Anakin…

“Who taught you those new tricks?” Damn, I shouldn’t start that talk.

Anakin would look down to see you, how you were sucking down his cock in his car that smelt like weed and whatever else. How your lips moved up and down his hard cock, how he held your hair from your face. Fuck, this was wrong…right? You were his little sister’s best friend. He groaned lowly, looking back down to you. You gagged, fog forming on the windows as your little dress you wore for him slid up your thighs. He knew his sister would never forgive him; she’d never forgive you. You moaned around his cock, eyes rolling back as he guided your mouth up and down his cock. “Fuck, that’s it..” Anakin would groan, letting his head hit the back of the seat. “Good girl. You’re about to make me cum. Want me to cum in your little throat?” He groaned lowly while looking down at you. “That’s what you were beggin’ for, right? Nothin’ else in your little head, huh?” He growled, fingers in your hair as your eyes beaded with pleasurable tears. “She’ll never forgive us, you dirty girl..”

(hopefully you like this)

MM MM MMM

he whimpers SO MUCH in this scene HELLO ????

HE IS SUCH A DILF PLEASEEEEEEEEE

he would talk you through it and laugh when you’re whining from how good it is

just the pic of him in the leather jacket please!

done, mwah!

bestfriend’s dad!anakin x reader ᡣ𐭩

cw: 18+, age gap, possible dubcon, mention of 1 light slap, cheating, mention of nickname ‘dad’ for anakin.

you’re at some summer BBQ party that your best friend-since-high school’s family put together, and it was super fucking busy. lots of family friends, including your own mom and dad, and other neighbours were here flooding their green backyard with chatter and laughter. it was lively, and the grilled sausages were great. so, you were having fun.

you had a shit ton of your last uni exams to do before the actual summer holidays kicked in, and the sound of a barbecue really didn’t excite you all too much. but when you heard leia’s dad was gonna be there, you easily convinced yourself you’d be able to finish them later. of course you won’t, but anything for her dad.

her dad — mr. anakin skywalker — was just everything a girl could dream of. tall, fit body, pretty curls that have begun to grow some grey streaks over the last couple of years, that intimidating, dark stare of his, his lips that almost reminded you of a girl’s…

of course, not a soul knew about your devastating crush on a man that was more than twice your age, married, and your best friend’s dad. it had started back in late high school, which obviously, was pretty bad. but since you’re older now— in your 20’s — maybe it’s not so bad?

except, maybe he himself may have caught onto it in the last year. you didn’t know about this, the oblivious fool you are, but today is when you’d find out just how much he knew.

you found yourself deep in conversation with leia and one of her cousins, reminiscing about funny memories from school you had shared together. although, as they were laughing and remembering more, your mind— and eyes— kept drifting elsewhere. anakin sat near the grill with your dad, probably talking about some old guy stuff that you had no interest about. you’d hoped he’d glance your way maybe even just once, but he never did. of course he didn’t, why should he?

fuck, he was so hot. his skin had really caught the sun nicely, it was tanned and only intensified his beauty. and his legs— although manspreading was annoying as fuck when other men did it, the way he did it in those cargo shorts made your mouth water. it was hard to see what hid beneath them, but you were so fucking certain it was big— and no one could change your mind on that.

after leia said your name, you snapped back to the conversation and apologised with an awkward chuckle, before quickly excusing yourself. all that orange juice had you needing the bathroom.

you knew exactly where their bathroom was, you’d been to this house so many times you couldn’t even count.

it wasn’t long before you were finished with your business and you stood before the sink, washing your hands and gazing into the mirror with a million thoughts running through your mind. some about your exams, some about other worries, a lot about anakin.

you constantly felt like shit about it, like you were betraying your friend for having this stupid crush on her dad. and you knew you were completely right to feel like shit about it too, it was a shitty thing to feel. you knew you’d hate if she felt like that way about your dad…

suddenly you’d heard knocking at the bathroom door, and you quickly stated you’d be out soon. but clearly the person on the other side was eager, since they barged in without another thought. before you could complain, your voice falls flat when the very man you were daydreaming about waltzes in like he owns the place— which, he does.

it’s almost like you black out— one minute you’re staring at him and asking why he was in there, and then the next he’s got you bent over the sink, your pants and underwear immediately being pulled down before you had time to think, and as soon as they were hanging by your ankles he presses his hips against you, letting you feel his hard-on underneath his pants.

he’d murmur, ‘you’ve wanted this for a while, haven’t you?’ whilst grinding slowly against you. in your state of shock, you practically fall limp into his hold, but you remain quiet. his eyes watch your face turn to mush in the mirror, and he struggles to hold back his chuckle. ‘see the way you’ve been starin’ at me, pretty girl. you’re not very sneaky.’

his pants get pulled down just enough to have his cock out, and the next thing you know he’s fucking you with vigor he hadn’t had in years— so hard and fast you forget to breathe. it’s a rush job, obviously, but how else is he gonna have you without his wife realising where he’d gone?

he huffs and puffs behind you, his face looks almost strained as he watches the way your ass bounces along with his thrusts. he grumbles behind your ear, ‘look at yourself. taking dad’s dick like it was made for you,’ and guiding you by the hair on your head to stare at yourself in the mirror. he knows he isn’t your dad — your real one is just outside — but he loves the taboo behind it. i mean, he’s your best friend’s dad, he practically half raised you, didn’t he?

all you can do is make incomprehensible noises back and hope he gets what you’re trying to say. he chuckles quietly at how stupid you’ve gotten, and wonders if this was your first time. he has you squealing on his cock that you’re gonna cum painfully fast, which he has to lightly slap your cheek and press his hand over your mouth to get you to shut the fuck up— but luckily, the party’s outside and nobody hears, nor cares.

after you have the most intense climax of your life, he allows himself to fill you up with his cum— which is warm and thick and sticky, and feels so good when it begins to seep out of you— leaving you feeling all warm and fuzzy. when he pulls out, he kneels down and grabs your panties, yanking them all the way up and gently patting your clothed pussy to keep it nice and snug inside you.

he finds the disheveled state you’re in adorable, and after tucking some of your frazzled hair out of your face and pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek, he walks out and leaves you there, fucked out in the bathroom and wondering if it had all been a dream.

live, laugh, love matt dillon *blowing kisses*

"Hey how is it going?"

oh my LORD–

EYE- god LORD

Happy Birthday to this DILF

Later today I’m definitely gonna write smut for him even though I’m sick

happy bday daddy

#alexa play ‘west coast’ by lana del rey

James Kelly is one of the hottest characters that Hayden has ever played 🫡 he’s so Lana del Rey coded

James Kelly is so Back Door Man by The Doors

like…

Imagine him having you bent over the kitchen counter, his rough hands on your pretty and soft hips. His eyes rolling back as he fucked his thick cock into you, his pink lips letting out deep groans. And it was almost time for your husband to get home from work. James hands would tighten on your hips as he was closer to cumming in you. Your body spent and tired from the orgasms he’s given you on that stupid kitchen island. You know it’s wrong and you know you should stop. But how could you? He felt so good, he treated you so good. Kissing your neck as he tells you he’s about to fill your sore but messy cunt up. He’d love the thrill of your husband calling you as he fucks you, he’d love the risk of him coming home early and finding his pretty little wife getting fucked by the rugged mechanic that fixed his truck. And when he’s done, he’d kiss your lips as you fixed your clothing and he would tell you he’d see you soon. And you would watch as he slipped out your backdoor as your husband’s truck pulled into the front, parking in the driveway.

10 WHISKEY NEATS NOWWWWWWW!!!!

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