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chestharrington · 2 days
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will you do a gator blurb of him driving you home drunk (and handsy) from a party 🤭🤭
ANYTHING FOR YOU MY QUEEN 🥹 and I even gave u little wattpadcore fake text messages awwww. Anyways this is very short sorry pookie
Rating: M
Warnings: Language, some sexual situations but no smut
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Sat on a barstool and drinking vodka sprites like they were water, you should’ve known better than to open your phone. Over the course of fifteen minutes, you’d managed to text Gator thirty-five times— a colorful assortment of gibberish and the rare coherent sentence. You decided to throw one final Hail Mary with clumsy, drunken thumbs.
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Well, it wasn’t your most poignant message of all time, but it certainly got the point across. After all, you’d gotten your fair share of ‘you up?’ and ‘showering without me?’ texts from him. Within a minute, he finally responded to your onslaught of texts.
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Well, it wasn’t a no. You hopped down from the barstool, wobbling slightly, and pushed through the patrons to squeeze into the women’s bathroom. After a tiny wait, you convinced yourself this was absolutely the best choice. You locked the handicap stall and pulled out your phone, trying your best to find a decent angle.
With a clumsy hand, you tugged down your tank top and snapped a few quick photos of your tits, which you sent him without a second thought.
You managed to finish one last vodka sprite at the bar before your phone buzzed in your pocket. A one word text from Gator.
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You closed out your tab and stumbled towards the car outside, wearing a stupid, giddy smile at the sight of Gator glowering in the driver’s seat. He unlocked the passenger side door and you practically fell inside with a drunken giggle.
“Knew you’d come,” you said, leaning in to brush your lips along his jaw. “Wanted you so bad all night, baby.”
He sighed in annoyance and pushed you back into your seat firmly before you could fully climb into his lap. You kept your eyes on his as he reached over to buckle you into the seat. A soft gasp escaped you as his hands brushed across your hips, holding you still as he fumbled with the belt.
“Jesus, you’re a fuckin’ mess, you know that? You smell like a liquor store.” You let your hands wander, teasing him through his cargos while he made sure you were buckled properly. He groaned at the feeling, then glared down at you. You giggled as he grabbed your hands and placed them back into your own lap. “Just stay still, alright? Jesus Christ.”
You gave an exaggerated pout and crossed your arms. “You didn’t like my pictures?” When he didn’t respond, you gave an exaggerated sigh. He paused at the stoplight and you tapped his shoulder very politely. “Is this better?”
You lifted your top, flashing him for the briefest moment before he yanked your top back down himself. His expression remained so serious that it made a flurry of giggles escape you.
“You’re such a good officer, Gator,” you cooed, running your hand along his muscled biceps then across his chest where his scratchy vest was. “So responsible and serious. Lemme thank you, baby.” You moved your hand back to his lap, letting your pretty manicured fingers dance along his thigh.
“Nuh-uh. Don’t even try.” He didn’t even bother glancing in your direction, so you moved your hands obediently back to your lap. The light turned green and he practically floored it. Outside, the lights of downtown streaked by like comets— an entire light display just for you. But all you could do was stare at how fucking handsome he looked.
“You’re gorgeous,” you said with a wistful sigh. “Does anyone ever tell you that?” When he shook your head, a frown played at your lips. “Well, they should. You’re so handsome, baby.”
He sighed and gave you a sidelong glance., the corner of his mouth turning up just slightly. “You’re real needy right now, huh?”
You nodded, trying your best to give him big puppy dog eyes. He patted your thigh and leaned over to kiss your forehead at the next stop sign, which made giddiness course through your very being.
He parked in front of your house, and opened the car door like a gentleman. You were stumbling as you walked beside him up the cobblestone walkway, which was annoying because you were trying your very best to look completely sober.
He got you into bed with as little resistance as possible, which wasn’t saying much. You kept trying to feel him up while he was helping you into pajamas, so he eventually gave up and only took off your shoes and jeans. Then was brushing your teeth, which was worst of all.
But the plush of your mattress and blankets was like a siren call once you got in— eyes fluttering sleepily the second your head hit the pillow.
“C’mere—“ you whined, grabbing at the air in his general direction.
He sighed. “I told ya, I’ve got work.”
“Skip,” you insisted, giving him your best pout until he relented. You were grinning like an idiot as he shirked off his clothes and climbed in beside you— your own personal space heater. “Thank you,” you hummed, resting your head against his chest.
“Yeah, whatever,” he sighed. He could act as indifferent as he wanted, but it didn’t change the secret smile he wore once your eyes fluttered shut. He kissed the crown of your head, and shot off a text that an emergency came up that he had to take care of.
It was only mostly a lie, but he’d deal with that in the morning.
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thecuriousquest · 2 days
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A3!with yandere rengoku (before his death) (nsfw please) and with a very busy s/o?
Tasty!
Yan!Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader
Request: “You look delicious. I won’t stop until I’ve eaten every bite.”
Warnings: NSFW, light yandere themes, oral sex (female receiving), Rengoku is a pleasure dom, 18+ characters
Note: I’m not sure what a busy s/o is…lol. I’m gonna try my best, though. Thanks for the Ask!
Alphabet Prompt List
Master List
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He treats you like a queen. Kyojuro makes you feel so special in all types of ways. The way he looks at you beneath those bushy eyebrows, it makes you feel like the only girl in the world, in his world as well.
He only has eyes for you, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.
Sometimes, he can get a little…aggressive, however. He just gets a feeling like you might be looking at other men, and he needs to remind you that he’s the only one who is able to provide you with everything you need.
The way his tongue hangs out as he carefully takes off his belt. The way he none too gently strips of his shirt and has you sprawled out on the bed on your back, in your rightful place. He does all the work so that you don’t have to do anything. He just wants to make you feel good. With his arms hooked under the pits of your knees, he pulls you in close and spreads your legs apart.
Unable to help gasping or the fluttering of your heart, you lift your head to see what the Hashira is going to do next, although you have a fairly good idea.
Your kimono rides up because of all of this manhandling, and he has a perfect view of your silky underwear. With deft fingers, he slides the garment down your legs, dropping them on the floor beside him once he pulls them past your feet.
Usually always in a goofy mood, he is anything but that right now. He is enthusiastic, but not upbeat as usual. He is primitive, seductive, and rippling with vibrations of pleasure as he sticks two fingers knuckle deep inside of your aching pussy. He takes his time, exploring the territory for the hundredth, if not thousandth, time. Rough padding from a life of hard work skillfully traversing the landscape of your womanhood.
And the way he looks at you with such soft and loving eyes, a dominant look which captivates your very being.
You shudder when he removes his fingers and licks the creamy substance off of his skin, taking his time to suck them clean.
“Mmmmm…tasty.”
He looks at you with a satisfied smile before he leans down and delves his tongue into the folds of your slit. No matter how many times the Flame Pillar eats you out like a man dying of hunger, you still have yet to get used to it.
The way he swirls his tongue around your clit and works his fingers in and out of you at such a cruel yet pleasurable pace. It has you writhing and bucking your hips up into his mouth. He has to pin your thighs down to the mattress with two strong hands just to keep you still so he can satiate your neediness.
“Kyojuro! Oh, fuck, please!” You grip the sheets tightly as you squeeze your eyes shut. Legs quaking from you trying to resist his large hands which hold you down.
You come suddenly all over his mouth and chin, unable to hold it back, unable to hold anything back as you cry with the waves of energy washing over your entire body.
And then he’s trailing kisses up the insides of your thighs, up your stomach, up your chest, up and up all the way to your throat and jawline. He kisses your lips passionately as he weighs you down with his body, keeping you firmly in place.
“You look delicious. I won’t stop until I’ve eaten every last bite.”
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P.S: This is exactly what I was referencing.
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frlinbruh · 3 days
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Lemon shot
- Matt sturniolo x fem!reader
-warnings?: mentions of throw up, coughing, fluff
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“What is up guys we’re here, we’re gonna be doing the straight face challenge” Chris says to the camera. “Today we also have a special guest, y/n is here with us!” He says looking at you, “hiii” you said to the camera waving.
“Okay so we’re going from least sour to most sour, starting with sour belts” Nick says picking up the packet to show the camera, you each take one and eat it, no one pulling a face.
After a few rounds there were only 2 the things left to go, extreme sour warheads and lemon juice, the warheads were sure to be the sourest thing in the table so you each grabbed a shot of lemon juice. “Okay 3,2,1” nick said before you all took the ‘shot’ after everything you had eaten that day, the lemon juice was too much “omg that was disgusting” you say holding your hand over your mouth and clutching your stomach as you began to feel sick.
As Chris was talking about the last sour candy, you stood leaning your back against the counter, the nausea grew stronger and you didn’t think you could do the last sour challenge “m-Matt I think I’m gonna be sick” you say leaning on your boyfriends shoulder “okay baby don’t worry I’m right here” he whispers cupping your face in his hands to look him in the eyes.
Just as you were about to brave it and put the candy in your mouth you could feel it, you were about to be sick, as you dropped the candy on the table and ran towards the bathroom your boyfriend chased after you. You only just got there in time as you leant over the toilet bowl, coughing up any of the sour food you had eaten today, your boyfriend kneeled down beside you, cupping your hair into a makeshift ponytail in his hand.
“It’s okay baby let it all out” he said rubbing your back, noticing the tears running down your face “I- I think I’m done” you say sitting in your heals and pushing yourself up to stand using the counter as support, you began brushing your teeth.
“Okay baby let’s go get you a drink” he said leading you to the kitchen, Chris and Nick have pulled a chair close to where they’re standing, so that you don’t have to standup but can still be in the rest of the video if you want to, you grab your water from Matt and sit down at the chair.
“Are you okay?” Chris asks looking worried “yeah I’m fine I just don’t think I should eat anything else sour for a while” you say smiling up at him, his face relaxed.
“Okay I think thats the end, love you, you and you” Matt said pointing at you, his brothers and the camera.
Comments:
User: OMG THE WAY MATT CARES FOR Y/N IS SO CUTE
user: omg is y/n alr???
^^^ @y/n.sturn:yea I’m okay <3
^^^ user : OMFG THE QUEEN REPLIES
User: Matt + y/n = cutest couple
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- destiny luvs 🫵🏾🤍
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mrfroag · 7 months
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*snapcube eggman voice* I miss my guys tails
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One of @mrs-buckle-your-belts got her this cute pair of undies. It's not the only present he gave her.
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Queen Aminata AEW Battle of the Belts X • Apr. 13, 2024
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Alexander McQueen f/w 2020 rtw Creative Director Sarah Burton Fashion Editor/Stylist Camilla Nickerson Photographer Armando Grillo
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marriedtobigfoot · 11 months
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Hammer To Fall did not play in Steve Harrington's car for yall to insist his favorite songs are ABBA or Tears for Fears. Don't get me wrong, those are both excellent, but Steven Motherfuckibg Harrington is a QUEEN STAN!!! I am sick and tired of the Queen erasure when it's the only song we've canonically heard being played by Steve
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The Lovers: Being at crossroads. Choices. Commitment. Falling in love. Harmony. Warmth.
The Lovers Reversed: Misalignment. Imbalance. Disharmony. Coldness.
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fragilepunkz · 1 year
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All of the outfits i have made recently pt.1
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jordanjump-scare · 2 years
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Her style. <3
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scene-kween-xd · 17 days
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All of my kandi so far! ♡♡♡♡♡
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