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withahappyrefrain · 10 hours
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Have we discussed Harrison with a teacher?
God, his breeding kink would be off the charts 😵‍💫
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up-thereinthesky · 1 year
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delopsia · 11 months
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I am looking disrespectfully
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hangmanapologist · 1 year
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pullman-lewis · 1 year
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lewmagoo · 7 months
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lew characters and the sounds they make during sex:
bob: higher pitched moans and sighs, not afraid to whimper and whine and babble when he’s feeling really good
rhett: growly, gravely grunts and groans. mumbles praises and “feel s’ fuckin’ good”s under his breath
miles: whimpers, squeals, squeaks, sobs, you name it. he’s such a vocal baby
harrison: low moans from deep in his chest. nasty, mumbled dirty talk. “got that pretty cunt creaming all over my cock. making such a mess.”
calvin: he is also vocal, and he’s not afraid to let you know it feels good. his sounds range from soft and breathy to low and deep. lots of praise too. “just like that. makin’ me feel so good, honey.”
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attapullman · 2 months
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Lew’s Birthday Sleepover Celebration!
Over here at attapullman, we will find any excuse to celebrate. And is there any better excuse than sweet baby boy turning 31?! the answer is no
Pop into the ask box on Jan 29th and join the party with the below Lew/Lew character celebration suggestions (but you celebrate how you do, boo):
pictures! (he’s so pretty i just like to look at him 😍)
thoughts/thots 😏
call out your fave fic
requests will be open! (a rarity for me)
I’ll be finishing up my IBFF fic so let’s finish out International Bob Floyd Fucks Month with a bang! *winks cheesily*
Love you, fools (affectionately), thank you for being a safe hyperfixation space for our favourite WSO/cowboy/surfer 😘
xoxo attapullman
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madsmax13 · 1 year
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happiest of birthdays to the love of my life! hope your dirty thirty is everything and more! love you lots my lew 💛
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lewis as harrison can be something so personal
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sebsxphia · 2 months
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there’s something about the phrase, “are you going to cum again?” which is sooooo insanely hot! like yes! humiliate and embarrass me for being so cock drunk and for me embarrassing myself on your cock!
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bradshawsbaby · 14 days
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“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to wake you.” With Harrison? Pretty please? 🙏🏼
Harrison Knott, the man that you are! I’ve actually never written for him before, so I hope I did him justice!
Your lips curved into the faintest of smiles as you felt a kiss ghost across your temple, convinced you were having a lovely dream. But when you felt another kiss brush against your cheek, you started to stir, realizing that the warm, sturdy body hovering above yours was more fact than fantasy.
Blinking the sleep out of your eyes, you lifted your head off the pillow, groggy and confused, especially when you glanced at the clock on your bedside table and registered the fact that it wasn’t even 6am.
“Harrison?” you mumbled with a yawn, barely able to keep your eyes open as you laid your head back down and curled up under the blankets.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he whispered, his voice low and tinged with a bit of his own sleepiness. “Just didn’t want to leave without giving you a kiss goodbye,” he chuckled sheepishly, one of his large hands coming to rest on your back.
“Leave?” you demanded, your eyes flying open this time. You sat up immediately and pointed out the window, where the canvas of the sky was just being painted with strokes of purple, pink, orange, and yellow. “The sun’s barely up,” you told him with a pout.
“I know,” he laughed, leaning forward to peck your lips. “But right now’s the best time to hit the beach before the tourists show up.”
It was only then that you realized your boyfriend was wearing nothing more than a pair of board shorts, the gym bag where he kept his wetsuit sitting next to the bedroom door.
“Don’t go,” you protested, pushing the covers back so you could lean forward and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. “Stay here. With me,” you grinned, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips for emphasis.
“I thought you wanted to sleep in,” he laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist and lowering you onto your back, stretching his massive frame out on top of you. “Hm?” he teased, dropping soft, open-mouthed kisses on your neck.
“I believe my exact words were, ‘I want to stay in bed all morning,’” you corrected him with a smirk. “Didn’t specify what we’d be doing.”
“Oh?” He lifted his head, gazing down at you with an arched brow.
“You can go surfing tomorrow,” you whispered, reaching for the drawstrings of his board shorts.
His breath hitched as he leaned down, brushing his nose against yours. “Staying in suddenly sounds like a really good idea.”
late night prompts
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up-thereinthesky · 10 months
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delopsia · 6 months
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What it feels like to date Lewis Pullman's characters, but it's described using specific experiences.
Ingredients: ✰ Robert "Bob" Floyd, Rhett Abbott, Miles Miller, Major Major, and Harrison Knott. Warning: Contains mentions of food and vague PTSD references.
Robert "Bob" Floyd: Stuttered hello's and gazes trained on the floor. Sneaking out of social events in favor of quiet walks on the beach that end in being chased by an upset crustacean. The strum of a guitar as he plays you your favorite song. Shy smiles and binging movies. Sitting on opposite ends of the couch and gradually scooting closer until someone works up the nerve to rest their head on the others shoulder. Afternoon naps together and dramatic yawns until the other gets the idea.
Foggy glasses, niche fandom references, and inside jokes only you understand. Matching necklaces and otter plushes. Date nights to aquariums and zoos and sanctuaries. Borderline swearing and giggling at his poorly swapped words because he's afraid to say 'fuck'. Sharing embarrassing stories to cheer each other up. Always walking hand in hand. Kisses on cheeks and bear hugs that nearly swallow you whole.
Rhett Abbott: Wayward glances from across the bar and taking his hat off when he introduces himself to you. Spurs jingling as he walks you to his truck and him running ahead to hold the door for you. Watching him search for you in the crowd. Adrenaline-filled kisses that knock you off your feet. Greedily squeezing his biceps and hoping he doesn't catch onto you. Splitting gas station snacks and stopping by to see you while he's running errands. Kissing his bruised knuckles after a bar fight.
Putting his hat on your head and watching the way his eyes darken. Late-night drives and horseback rides across the ranch. Late-night conversations in the bed of his truck. A scruffy cheek squishing against yours to make you laugh. Dancing in the light of his headlights. Staying up late to listen to the thunderstorm rage on. Sleeping on each other's chests and stories about old scars. Matching necklaces and cowboy hats.
Miles Miller: Batting his eyelashes at you and forgetting to say hello. Glances out of corners of eyes and panicking when your eyes meet. Covering his ears during holiday fireworks and shaky hugs after an unexpected loud noise. Matching rings when you start dating. Carnival dates, stealing bites of each other's snacks, and buying a plushie from the store because neither of you could win the games. Sharing books and cozy sweaters. Rubbing your noses together when even kisses feel like too much for him to handle.
Pressing cold feet against each other in bed and giggling when the other yelps. Dissolving into tears over kisses against scars and bearing painful insecurities, all for the other to see. Sucking on butterscotch and seeing who can blow the biggest bubblegum bubble. Open-mouthed kisses across skin and whispering the things you love about each other. Snuggling him because he drank a milkshake, knowing his tummy would get upset later.
Major Major: Lingering glances at each other's lips, heads gravitating closer and closer, too shy to make the first move. Brushes of his hand against yours while you walk together. Knick knacks left on the dash of your car and in the crevices of your home, made just for you. Blurted Iloveyou's and frantic text messages that ask you on a date and the immediate panic that ensues. Him always seeking permission before touching you. Unprovoked compliments and nearly fleeing the room after.
Wide-eyed kisses. Shaky apologies for the hands that have landed on your waist. Matching sock collections and joining him on the floor when he's too nervous to get in bed with you. A handmade ship in a bottle with two little stick-men that resemble you and him. Fingers walking across naked skin. Fighting each other with action figures and fake swords. Toying with your fingers and his jaw dropping every time he lays eyes on you.
Harrison Knott: Being late to your destination and running right smack into each other. Frantic apologies after telling a really bad joke. Sand in your clothes and owning too many sandals to count. Custom Spotify playlists, homemade cassette mix tapes, and collecting CDs at yard sales. Taking polaroids of each other on dates and swearing at the seagulls who snatch your food from your hands. Shameless matching outfits.
Sitting in his lap at a bonfire and feeling his eyes rake over your frame the entire time. Sticking bows from gifts on each other. Deep sea fishing and getting seasick midway through. Him rolling on top of you to keep you from getting up in the morning. Late night skinny dipping and falling into the backseat. Big hands drawing you in for kisses when the whole world is watching.
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sparklypinkflightsuit · 4 months
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I love how his eyes smile too 🥺
*taken from Actors With Issues interview
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lewmagoo · 10 months
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dameronscopilot · 1 year
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Lewis Pullman as Harrison Knott in Press Play (2022)
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