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moonstruckme · 20 days

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hi mae !! im currently in love with eddie, so i was wondering if you could write an eddie x fem!reader drabble, where they're in a long distance relationship and are finally getting to see each other in person again after a while of being apart? if isnt something youre interested in, i understand :))

Hi gorgeous, thank you for requesting!!

cw: mention of weed (Eddie deals but they're not smoking)

Eddie Munson x fem!reader ♡ 708 words

Eddie likes to think of himself as erring on the wild side, but you know he sticks to his routines the same as a crotchety old man. And even though he’s graduated from high school, he still deals to a few of the kids he knew when he was there. You’re lucky; you step into the woods behind the school right as the buyer is leaving, a scraggly kid whose head bobs as he walks and who looks at you like you might go tattle to his parents. You’re too excited to take offense.

Eddie’s still sitting at his picnic table, one leg hiked up on the bench like he’s thinking of climbing up, closing the clasps of the tin lunchbox he keeps his stash in. He doesn’t startle as you come up behind him, just turns with a half interested look in his eyes.

A laugh bubbles out of you when they widen comically.

“Hey,” you say, picking up your pace to cross the distance to him.

“Holy fuck.” Eddie nearly trips getting out of his seat. He leaves the lunchbox behind. “Jesus, what the fuck?”

“Glad to see you too,” you laugh, putting your arms around him.

And you know from experience that Eddie’s a fantastic hugger, but this one is a bit of a scramble. He’s rushed, greedy, hands starting at your sides and then wriggling their way across your back until he’s got you where he wants you. Pulled tight against him with his arms banded across the high and low points of your back, face pressed into your shoulder, your feet still touching the ground but just barely. The whole production makes your chest hurt, a gratifying ache.

“What are you doing here?” It sounds almost like an accusation, muffled affectionately into the material of your shirt.

You can’t stop giggling. Eddie’s hair tickles your nose. “Crazy thing,” you reply, “they actually let us have summers off.”

Eddie’s funny in that he almost never asks the right questions. The last time you’d seen him had been during winter break, and when you’d gone back to school and been calling every night, he only asked about your life there. Always what you were doing and how much fun you were having, infinitely sweet in his support of your college experience even if he couldn’t share in it, and in his curiosity he’d somehow forgotten to wonder when you might be coming home again.

“Okay, smartass.” He gives you a happy little squeeze. “How long do I get you for?”

“Until August.”

Eddie makes a delighted moaning sound that sets your giggles off all over again.

“Yes.” His tone evokes the feeling of a fist-pump without the follow-through of the actual motion, but his hands slip from around you. He grabs your face and kisses you hard. “Fuck yeah!”

You’re grinning massively as you meet him kiss for kiss, arms crawling up around his shoulders.

“Best. Surprise. Ever.” He holds you still for a series of quick pecks, deviating from your lips to kiss your cheek, your nose. “Shit, is it, like, super unromantic if I start taking your clothes off?”

“Kinda,” you say, though you don’t deny him when one of his hands slips down to paw at your ass. “We’re maybe fifty feet from a high school right now.”

“Mhm, mhm, but hear me out.” Eddie’s words are interspersed with little suctioning sounds, his lips planting themselves eagerly upon any bit of you they can find. “Back when we went here, that would have been the hottest thing, you know? We can even go under the bleachers if you want.”

You don’t open your eyes, but they’re rolling. “My ovaries are quaking.”

Eddie groans low in his throat and squeezes your ass teasingly. “So stubborn.”

“We can go back to your place,” you offer.

“No, no.” He sighs, heavy and dramatic. “We’d have to drive, and I’m not ready to be across a console from you yet.” Eddie backs you up until your backside hits the picnic table, helping you up and positioning himself between your legs. His arms wrap around you again, half makeout and half hug. “Let’s stay here for a while. Wouldn’t be able to focus on the road anyway.”

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sweetiewrites · 8 months

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𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧

𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎: no plot just smut of you and hobie

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: afab reader !!! smut !!! face sitting !!! dick riding !!! finishing inside !!! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) !!! dom reader !!! sub hobie (because you sickos eat it up) !!!

𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏: 1840

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: let's just pretend the reader has an iud in or something. also my 100 follower special is coming up and im so fucking excited for it yall, i hope you guys will love it.

It was as if the gods crafted your bodies to meld together just perfectly.

His large hands settled on your hips, gently guiding your body against his every time you pulled back a little. Your hands settled on the sides of his face, your fingers caressing his jawline and ushering his face closer to yours.

Hobie's lips fit perfectly on your own, even his lip ring found an excellent divet in your own lip making it so with each passing kiss you could play with the metal ring with your teeth or tongue. Each time you paid extra attention to the jewel you could hear a chuckle come from his lips, his hands gripping the sides of your hips as if encouraging you to keep teasing him.

You pulled away from the kiss, but your lips quickly found a home in his jawline and neck. Your hands glided down from his cheeks to press firmly against his chest keeping him against the wall, and you stood on the tips of your toes so your lips could reach each part they wanted to. A few sighs of pleasure escaped his lips, and he tilted his head so you could reach every untraversed part of his neck. You could feel Hobie's hands move from your waist to your stomach, but you quickly snatched his wrist leaving him there.

"I never said you could move."

"I didn't know I needed permission." You could hear the edge in his voice, one you were familiar with because of how sassy he was on an everyday basis. You grabbed his wrist, pulling him through the small houseboat eventually getting to the bed. "Eagar are we?"

There it was again.

"Shut up, Hobie."

When you felt your ankles hit the back of the bed you grabbed the fabric of his shirt to spin you two around; switching your places. With his back now facing the bed you pushed him onto the bed, not giving him a chance to react before you crawled on top of him straddling his hips. He did try to get up by propping his elbows up and reaching towards you, but you pressed your palm against his chest and pushed him back into the bed below.

"Am I allowed to do anything without your permission?"

"Absolutely not."

"Fascist."

A smile played on your lips as you looked down on him, your thumb moving to gently swipe against his lips. "We're name-calling now? Now you aren't allowed to speak." Your lips pressed against his again this time more forceful, pushing his head back into the pillow. Your hands danced around his body, the tips of your fingers gliding up to tug at the fabric of his shirt. There was a brief pause in the kisses only for you to grab the hem of his shirt and throw it over his head, it getting lost in the corners of his small room.

You smooched his lips one last time before you kissed his chin then his Adam's apple that bobbed with every slight touch and then down to his chest. Your fingers danced on his studded belt, it didn't take long for you to undo it, snapping the belt off the loop in one swift motion.

You pulled back, grabbing his hands that were still placed on your hips and pulling his wrists together. You tied the belt around his wrist and then tied the belt to his headboard, then pulled back to admire your handiwork.

Hobie's chest raised up and down in time with his breathing. You could feel how flushed his skin was as you ran the tips of your fingers along his muscles, feeling every scar and mole that littered his body. Those gorgeous dark brown eyes looked up at you with anticipation and in that moment you could see there was nothing in his mind but you.

"Cat got your tongue, Hobie?"

His eyes softened, eyebrows knitting together and for a moment you felt almost bad for him. He was tied up under you with no way to move, not allowed to speak less he incur your wrath; he looked so pathetic beneath you, however, he looked so cute like this and you weren't stopping now.

A smile spread across your face as you made quick work of your clothes, tossing them aside to the other hidden corner of the room. The only thing left on your person was Hobie's t-shirt that you frequently took from him.

The moment of stillness was short-lived, but in the process, you could feel Hobie's hard-on poking your thigh through his jeans. You could feel your pussy juices dripping onto his jeans making a small wet patch where you sat. "Should I sit on your face?" The suggestion came out in a tease but his eyes widened and all he could do was nod. "You can speak now, as long as it's only sweet things. No calling me a fascist."

A smirk spread across his lips, a chuckle rumbling from his chest as he clenched his fist. "Please do."

"Daw, I can't make you beg for it?"

"Please, please sit on my face."

"Good boy!"

Hobie could only express his disapproval through a glare, but from the way his cock twitched at the nickname you knew it was all for show. You crawled over to him, hovering above his face for a few moments to hear another whiny, "please", escape his lips. Once fulfilled you lower yourself down, letting yourself completely sit down on his face.

One thing about Hobie that you've learned from years of dating him; his tongue was magic. While you've had people try to eat you out before it's all been clumsy and uncoordinated; Hobie's tongue, however, fills your pussy just right. His tongue flicks over your clit, licking your entrance and spreading it apart very softly nibbling on the lips. Your fingers gripped the headboard and while moans threatened to slip out of your mouth you kept quiet if only to hear Hobie's groans and whines that were muffled by your pussy.

Your hips moved in time with his tongue, feeling the piercing dance along your clit and flick it back and forth. "You're doing so well, baby, don't stop." The words fell off your words in a hushed sigh, you arched your back letting the silver ball flick against your clit, but before you could do anything you quickly moved off his face, your juices dripping down his chin.

"What did you do that for?"

"Hush."

You unzipped his pants, pulling his jeans and boxers down just enough to let his cock spring up. Your fingers wrapped around the base giving it a few strokes. "I want you to beg for it, Hobie, come on." At first, he gave you a look as if he weren't hanging onto your every word, but the facade crumbled away as soon as you started stroking him off. A few throaty whines left his mouth and his eyebrows knit together again as if pleading for mercy.

"Please," his hips moved to match the pace of your hand stroking him off. "Come on, I think I deserve it."

"Oh yeah? What makes you think that?"

"I didn't speak a word because you told me to. I ate you out, happily, may I add, and I stopped calling you a fascist." As he spoke your strokes slowed down to the point where you were just holding his dick in your hands. A whine left his lips, his wrist tugging at the leather restraints of the belt and his hips jerked once again. "Come on, please, I'll do anything."

Those were the magic words. You lifted yourself up and slowly lowered yourself back down onto his cock. His girth stretched you out and for a moment you had to catch your breath as Hobie freely let out moans that filled each room of the houseboat, drowning out your sounds of pleasure.

You fully sat down on his cock, taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of being filled up before you started bouncing on top of him, your hands firmly planted in your chest to steady yourself.

Hobie stared up at you, mouth slightly agape as sounds of pleasure unabashedly fell from his mouth, his hands gripped the leather belt tying his wrist to the headboard and his eyes still giving you that pleading look as if daring for you to go rougher. Once you got used to the feeling of taking him all in you freely bounced on his cock, your hands moving up to wrap around his neck instead of steadying yourself on his chest.

"Please, please, please…" The words fell out of his mouth as if he were praying for mercy from a god. Your squeeze on his throat was light enough for him to talk but the pressure was leaving imprints on his neck. "Oh fuck, oh shit, you feel so fucking amazing." You could tell there was nothing in his mind except for you as you continued fucking down onto him. "Please, I'll do anything!"

"Anything for what?"

"Please let me cum."

God, it would be so easy for you to deny him and make him beg for it, but just looking at him like this was enough to send you over the edge. You could feel yourself chasing that high, your head getting fuzzy as you found your bounces getting harder and less controlled. "Yes, yes, you're allowed to cum right inside of me."

As soon as you said it you could feel his muscles relax from underneath you; his eyes drifted closed and his head hit the pillow as you continued to bounce on top of him. The only sounds you could focus on were skin slapping against skin and the sounds of his moans and whines. A sigh of pleasure left your lips, you felt your breathing begin to labour as you felt yourself tightened around his cock. His breath pitched and a few pleas left his lips before everything cascaded down.

"Oh fuck, please!" Were the words that left his lips before he lifted his hips up, pumping his semen deep inside of you. You felt your own high wash over you, your legs tensing up at the feeling and your head tossing back as you rocked against him.

"Fuck," a breathy sigh left your lips before you lifted yourself up and untied his hands from the headboard; the two of you collapsing side by side in a mess of sweaty limbs and panting.

Your head rested on his chest and your arms slowly came down to wrap around you. There were a few moments of steady silence with the only sound being the waves gently hitting the sides of the boat and heavy breathing shared between you two. You knew that soon your legs were going to ache and your thighs were going to hurt, but for now, you could just enjoy being in his presence.

"Wanna take a bath with me, Hobie?"

"Sure."

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hysteria-things · 2 months

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U SHOULD MAKE A SMUT W CHRIS OR MATT INSPIRED BY THE SONG CARNIVAL BY KANYE AND CARTIII

bonus!

CARNIVAL

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: it’s always a fun time at the carnival, but what happens when you and your boyfriend have a little too much fun at the top of the ferris wheel?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, oral (male receiving), p in v, spit kink, choking, finger sucking, public sex

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,058

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i sincerely apologize if this sucks i struggled so hard on it for no reason😃

ib: @guccifrog you can check theirs out here :)

the giant teddy bear that chris won for you is held tightly under your arm. it’s almost as big as you for christ sake. usually, the carnival would freak you out because of the clowns and loads of people, but tonight was going rather smoothly.

he pointed to the ferris wheel, his hand gripping yours that isn’t holding a stuffed animal. “let’s do that.”

you groan. “chris, you know i don’t like heights.”

in boyfriend fashion, he ignores you and drags you to the growing line for the ferris wheel. you sigh, getting jittery as chris smiles like a fool beside you.

waiting very (im)patiently, it’s your guy’s turn to get on. you go first and he sits next to you, the worker locking the door and making sure the two of you are sealed in.

slowly, the ride starts going up, your heart becoming faster the closer it gets to the tippy top. this isn’t some small ferris wheel, it’s one of those big ones that are scary.

with your luck, you guys stop abruptly at the very top. the rocking of the passenger car doesn’t help with your jitteriness.

although, the view is breathtaking. people from below look like aunts as they walk around the concrete and grass. the stars and moon shine just above your head, mixing in with the rainbow flickering lights illuminating from the carnival rides.

voices and laughter flow around the air, and the sound of the carnival helps you relax. having fun with your boyfriend is the key for tonight, not getting anxious over a silly ride.

he admires the way you look right now, staring in awe at the action happening at all angles. scanning your body, he can’t help but think how good of an opportunity this is; being that nobody can see you.

you’re surprised when his lips press firmly on yours, moving in sync like he’s starving for your taste. you don’t stop him. instead, you pull him closer by the face.

both of your tongues swirl in each other’s mouths, saliva quickly coating your lips. moaning at the feeling, he pulls his head away to breathe. some spit is smeared on your chin.

he smirks. “get on your knees for me.”

your teeth are caught between your bottom lip with excitement, happily seating yourself on the ground. chris’ boner peeks through his pants. “well don’t just stare at it.” he mumbles, rolling his eyes.

you pull down his pants and underwear in one go, the way his dick springs out has your mouth watering for more.

starting to move your head to his tip, he grabs your hair to stop you. “spit.” he demands, and you look at him through your eyelashes.

you listen, spitting on him as he groans. “fuck yeah.”

he moves your head down his dick, gagging the further you go. once you’ve fit it in your mouth, he lets go and lets you bob your head.

each time you reach his tip, you smear more of your saliva to drive him insane. it’s sloppy, but it turns you on either way.

his chest heaves, groaning lowly when his dick twitches inside of your throat. the choking and gulping noises have him chuckling. “i’m— shit.” he pauses, rutting his hips upward. “i’m g-gonna cum down your throat, ma. you’d like that, yeah?”

you hum, the vibration shooting through his cock. he grabs your head once again and forces you to stay there when he cums. he bobs your head a little more to make sure you swallow all of it before pushing you so your lips aren’t around him anymore.

you waste no time to stumble to your feet, pulling down your bottoms until they’re in a pile with chris’. he cocks a brow at this.

straddling his lap, you align yourself with him while looking into his eyes with lust. “you have to be quiet. there’s still people on the ride, you know.” he teases, grabbing your hips to pull you down.

you moan loudly at the way he fills you, and he grabs your throat which causes you to stop immediately. “what did i just say?”

you pout, grinding your hips in desperation. “god.” he whispers, pulling you in to kiss you open-mouthed. you whine into the kiss, messily moving your lips on his as if this is the last kiss you’ll ever have.

“open your mouth.” he whispers against them, and you obey. “wider,” he says through gritted teeth, opening open as wide as you can go.

he spits on your tongue, shoving two fingers into your mouth, the three other ones still wrapped around your throat.

your hips now bounce up and down on his dick, rolling your eyes back at how fucking great it feels. your moans are muffled around his fingers, drool making a mess on his digits and the sides of your lips.

it doesn’t take long for his tip to reach your g-spot which has you moving at a more rapid speed.

he removes his fingers and drags them on your bottom lip, looking at how well you take him. either whimpers or high-pitched moans leave you. it gets so bad that chris now has to put his hand over your mouth. “shut up.”

“i-it feels so fucking good!” you whine in his hand. “cu-umming soon.”

because his hand covers your sounds more, you moan as loud as you can once your body starts to shake.

the whole upper half of your body leans back, chris having to hold you so you don’t fall.

he waits until you cum all over his cock to release inside you, slowing down the movements of your hips when he does so.

you collapse on his chest, but it doesn’t last long when the ferris wheel finally starts to move. in all honesty, you forgot you were still on the ride.

the both of you curse, gathering your clothes before the ride reaches the bottom.

when it does, the worker gives you a weird look before opening the door. you grab the bear that you placed across from you guys and walk down the ramp that leads to the ground.

you guys still look dazed, but try your best to hide it.

people may or may not have heard you, but one person saw you…

that poor teddy bear.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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crimsntwlip · 1 month

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baby i’m yours | remus lupin.

pairing: bassist!remus x fem!reader

warnings: au, fluff fluff fluff, mentions of y/n, short

a/n: just had rockstar remus stuck in my head 😵‍💫 and was really stuck between drummist!remus or bassist!remus but stuck with bassist!remus :p hope yall love this <3 remus art creds to: @/likeafunerall on ig!! love their art sm !!

| posted; 3/15/24 | masterlist |

you stood at the edge of the crowd, watching as remus and the rest of the marauders took the stage. the dimly lit venue was packed with excited fans, all eagerly awaiting the start of the show. you had seen remus practice countless times in his garage, but seeing him up on stage, under the bright lights, was a whole different experience.

as soon as the music started, you felt your heart swell with pride. remus was an incredible bassist, his fingers flying across the strings with ease. his brown shaggy hair fell messily across his forehead as he bobbed his head to the beat, lost in the music.

but what truly caught your attention was the way his eyes kept flickering in your direction. every time he looked over at you, a wide smile would spread across his face, his eyes twinkling with joy. it was as if he was playing just for you, and the feeling sent a warm wave of happiness through your body.

throughout the set, remus would catch your eye and shoot you a quick wink, making your heart skip a beat. the way he played with such passion and energy made you fall even more in love with him, if that was even possible.

each song that the band played felt like a love letter to you, a secret message hidden in the rhythm and melody. and as the final chords faded away, the crowd erupted into applause, but all you could hear was the pounding of your heart.

your face hurt from smiling so much as the band took their final bow and the show ended, you made your way back stage, where remus was now packing up his gear. he turned to you, a radiant smile on his face as he pulled you into a tight embrace.

"you were amazing," you whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"i was playing for you," remus replied softly, his eyes filled with unspoken love. “im glad you were here to see me, us play”

“i wouldn’t miss a single show” you replied, a cheeky smile playing against your lips. as you leaned in to kiss him again, the rest of the band members gathered around, congratulating each other on a successful show. james clapped remus on the back, "brilliant as always, mate."

sirius smirked, "clearly you were playing for someone special tonight." peter chimed in, "yeah, we all saw the way you were looking at y/n."

remus blushed slightly, but his smile never faltered. "well, she has always been my biggest fan."

you chuckled, "your biggest fan and your biggest admirer," you teased, feeling a surge of affection for the talented bassist in front of you.

"i'm a lucky man then," remus replied, pulling you by your waist for another hug. the rest of the band laughed and continued to tease remus about his performance, but he just grinned and held onto you, as if he never wanted to let go.

taglist: @chgrch <3

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dckweed · 4 months

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THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND ➺ bob floyd

summary: In which bob floyd gets himself into a bit of a pickle and calls on his hot, recently single neighbor to help him out, the situation is mutually beneficial..in more ways than one.

warnings: fake dating, violence, domestic violence mentioned, nicknames, slowburn, eventual smut.

this is an x reader fic where reader is referred to as sunshine or sunny as a nickname, also i know the moodboard is a lil wonky no one say anything im gonna fix it! i made it on my phone half asleep lmao.

part one: here

PART TWO - THE FAKE INSTAGRAM

After the whole fiasco of snorting water out of your nose and scaring the poor man half to death, Bob insists on taking you to the quaint coffee shop on the corner of the street you guys lived on, just a few steps away from the front doors of the apartment building. Reluctantly, you agree, curious to know more about the predicament your neighbor had gotten himself into. He lets you have a few minutes to throw a cropped zip up hoodie over yourself, and a baseball cap to help shade the still slightly visible bruise on your face before you meet him in the hallway. He had clipped Cosie to her leash and the excited little furball was yipping excitedly when you stepped out of your home, closing the door behind you.

“Hi Cosie baby!” You say excitedly, your voice sweeter than honey as you crouched down to her level to excitedly scratch her behind the ears like she loved. “You being a good girl for your dad?” You ask teasingly, you knew she could never be bad, and Bob practically treated her like a princess anyway.

“Always is..” Bob says, his accent drawling out a few of the syllables in a way that you just loved to hear. God, you thought to yourself, this man could record an audio book and have everyone swooning. “You ready?”

You smile, straightening up. “Yeah, lets go..”

He was truly a gentleman you noted, he held the door to the apartment building, and the coffee shop for you as if it was second nature, only humming in response to your simple thank you, and when he pulled the chair out for you at the small table on their outdoor patio, you hoped that he didn’t notice the blush on your neck and face. Were you really so used to guys that were such brutes that you got flustered by basic acts of kindness? He hadn’t argued with you too much on paying for your own drink, letting you do it after a small squabble..or maybe you really didn’t give him a choice..you had already payed with your phone while you were arguing before he had even gotten his wallet out of his back pocket.

“So,” You say as he sits across from you, looping Cosie’s leash to the more shaded side of the table. “Can you elaborate on the whole girlfriend thing for me?” Now it was him who was turning red.

He fidgets awkwardly with his hot, black coffee for a moment, those eyebrows knit tightly together again. He clears his throat before he speaks. “I kind of..already told all of my friends that we’re dating.” He says, you lean back in the chair, your head tilted slightly towards the sun as you listen to him. You enjoyed the warmth on your face.“I..i don’t know what came over me..we were all drinking, and they said something about dating it somehow turned to me..and i just..i’m so tired of Hangman and his fucking manwhore whorier than thou attitude and always teasing me for not going on dates all the time..”

“So you told them you were dating someone?” You ask, seeing where the story was going. You could tell that the story alone was irritating him by the was his hand clenched around his coffee cup and the tightness around his mouth, the tick in his jaw. You wondered how long he had been putting up with this ‘Hangman’ guy.

Bob nods. “And then they asked her name, and at the time the only thing i could come up with quickly enough to not seem suspicious was Sunny..so..” You laugh a little bit, this man was adorable, and obviously gentle even though he was clearly upset by what he was talking about. You liked that about him, you decided.

How could you not help him? And really, what could it hurt? “How long would you need me to be your girlfriend for?” You ask, bringing the straw of your iced latte to your lips, moaning softly as the heavy caramel flavor hit your tongue. You could drink it forever. You see his body sag a little at your words, a little more relaxed.

“Just long enough to make it believable.” He states, eyeing you from across the table. Cosie’s cold nose pokes your leg and you happily reach down and scratch her head, giving the little baby all the attention she wanted. “A couple of nights out with my friends, obviously, and im sure Nat will want to hang out with you one on one..” He says, actually thinking of the scenarios that would most likely take place. “A couple of official work events, probably, I would say, a few months..”

You turn your attention back to him, lips pursed. A few months? That would land you around the beginning of the year..through Christmas..you had agreed to go home for the holiday’s this year. You arched a brow as you thought. It would look good if you brought a man home to your family, especially a man like Bob, they would swoon all over him..you wouldn’t have to spend the whole week hearing your grandmother tell you that you should be married already, or have a family like your brother and sister.. “Okay, i’ll help you out, but only if the fake boyfriend thing can be used in my favor too..” You say. He nods immediately. “So..rules?”

The two of you talk for a couple of hours at the coffee shop, the little table filled with the occasional laughter as you talked about rules of the arrangement, and what would need to be done. Later on you found yourself on one side of your couch, Bob on the other as the two of you tried to work out a schedule.

“Can you meet with me and the crew at our usual bar tomorrow night?” He asks, looking up from his phone at you. Natasha and Jake were blowing up the group chat about meeting you and it was slowly driving him insane. He had about forty text messages from this morning until right that moment.

You shake your head. :”I have work tomorrow night, but i’m off Monday.” You say, looking up from your own phone. You had been texting your sister about your plans for the Holidays. “My sister wants to know where you’re from, and what you do and i dont think she’ll take ‘navy dude’ as an answer” Bob looks at you, slightly offended.

“Navy dude?” He asks, setting his phone down for just a moment. “Sunny, i’m not just a ‘navy dude’, i’m a weapons system officer. I control the weapons and radar in multi million dollar government aircraft.” He looked completely offended by your terminology and you struggled to hold in a giggle at the way he was explaining his official job title to you. “..and I’m from Montana.”

“That explains the accent.” You say, texting your sister back.

Bob scoffs. “Accent?” He’d never been told he had an accent before. “Where are you from? This is basic stuff we should probably know about each other if we want people to believe this, you know?” You hummed in response, he was definitely right. “Also, Phoenix wants to know what your instagram is..”

“Well, that depends on how much you want your friends to know about me.” You say, setting your phone down to look at him. He looks up at you, eyebrows furrowed again. You have the sudden urge to reach across the damn couch and smooth the area with your thumb, but you resist. “Don’t look at me like that, you know what i mean. Are they the judgemental type?” He opens his mouth, as if to protest and say no, but then closes it and gives a slight nod. “Okay, so fake insta it is.”

It was a good thing you already had a fake instagram account for your grandmother and other family members because it made it a hell of alot easier for you. “A fake instagram? Won’t they think something is weird if it doesn’t have any pictures of us together on it?” He asks, not fully sure of your plan. You roll your eyes and maneuver yourself so you’re laying in Bob’s lap, looking directly up at him.

His entire body goes stiff and you can’t tell if its from surprise or from being uncomfortable with your proximity, but you don’t move and after a few moments his thigh muscles untense. He smells good, you realize as you breathe in slightly. “My fake account isn’t exactly fake, okay?” You say, opening the instagram app on your phone and switching it to your second profile. “It’s just not the one I use mainly that i post on for my friends or well, if you were actually my boyfriend, you, to see..”

“Then what is the point of it?” He asks looking down at you, his accent flowing smoothly through you. His voice was a little quieter now that you were so close to him, and in all honesty you didn’t mind it one bit.

You chuckle, giving him your phone so he can scroll through it. “I normally use it for my grandma and other family members, so they won’t have a damn heart attack..they already don’t like my line of work, there’s no need to go killing them with some pictures.” Bob hums in response, scrolling through a few of the posts. “It’s the extremely tame version of my main account.”

His phone pings again and he grunts, rolling his eyes. Before he can even try to hand you your own back, you grab his off the arm of the couch above you and thank god that it was already unlocked. You gasp at the text. “Hangman wants proof that im a real girl and not just a figment of your imagination.” You say, an idea coming to mind. You roll off of his lap and quickly stand, pulling him by the forearm to his feet as he makes a disgruntled noise.

You lead him down the small hallway, past your bedroom and into your bathroom (which was thankfully not its usual disastrous mess of makeup and lingerie scattered everywhere). “Okay, stand there..” You grab him by the biceps, shocked at how solid they are because he honestly didn’t seem to be overly buff to you, and position him exactly where you want him.

“Sunny, what’re we doin’?” He sighs, letting you move him around every which way. He had to admit, he liked the way you grabbed his arms, the way you squeezed at his biceps. He tried not to let his mind linger too much on it though, tried not to notice the way that your fingertips left a trail of goosebumps in their wake every time they lingered anywhere on his bare skin.

“Taking pictures, duh.” You say as if it should have been obvious. You turn around, satisfied with his position, and face the mirror yourself, positioning his arm around your shoulders and over your chest as you press back against his surprisingly solid body. You weren’t exactly a short person by any means, but there was definitely a noticeable height difference between you and him. Your head just barely cleared his shoulders, his chin able to rest perfectly onto of your head. It made for a cute photo, you thought and you pretended not to notice the goofy smirk on his face as you captured the photo as stealthily as you could, leaning back into his chest as his chin rested on top of your head, his arm over your chest and your hand wrapped around his forearm as you took the picture, acutely aware of his hand just over the waistband of your lululemon pants.

You hum, thinking about what other positions would be cute enough to send to his friends and post to your fake insta account, you wanted to hard launch him to your family too if you were hard launching to his friends. You turn the camera of his phone front facing, and set it up to take rapid photos on a timer before you abruptly turn around and jump up, locking your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck.

“Smile at me.” You say, as your hand snakes up into his hair. You didn’t really have to though because he was already smiling at you in surprise as you leaned your forehead against his. “I didn’t think you’d be able to hold me.” You giggle suddenly, and the sound makes his smile grow wider as he adjusts his hands so they’re fulling on your ass, supporting you as he drops his head to your shoulder.

The whole ordeal of the photo session takes about fifteen minutes or so, and when you’re finished you lead him back out into the living room. “Sorry to jump on you like that, but i had to catch you off guard, i wanted it to look believable.” You say, sitting back down on the couch. He only hums in response, taking a spot next to you as he watches you pick through your favorite photos in his camera roll to text to yourself.

“You’re awfully good at that,” He ques, watching you edit some of the photos you had sent to your own phone, before you compose an instagram post of the best ones. “I always just take them and post them, i never thought that filters really mattered..”

You chuckle at the man, shaking your head. “What’s your instagram, bobby?” You ask, using your nickname for him as you type out a caption for the post.

“Oh, uh,” a slight blush heats up his neck and face and he clears his throat before responding. “It’s @thewizzo ..natasha actually came up with the handle.” You type it into your caption, eyebrows furrowed. You’re about to ask him what the hell a wizzo is when he answers it for you. “It’s uh, well, sometimes its a nickname, or another acronym for WSO..”

“Oh, snazzy..” You say showing him the post. It was a series of four photos and a small, but cute caption.

“Is it Bobby approved?” You ask. He gives you an affirmative nod and you hit the post button, knowing it would only be a matter of minutes before your sister and brother blow up your phone. “Okay, well, here’s to our fake relationship!” You say, attaching the photo of Bob holding you with his hands on your ass to a text with your instagram handle and sending it to his friends group chat.

The phone pings before you’ve even handed it back to him.

Hangman: holy fuck she’s real. Phee: shut up you moron, im following her rn!! Rooster: …wait i thought i was imagining this conversation last night Payback: oh, shit..way to go Bob!!

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evanpfics · 10 months

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My Sweet Boy - Stan Bowes

Stan Bowes x Fem Reader (smut)

Summary: you and stan have been secretly seeing eachother for a few months, you love eachother deerly. One night you guys stay in a hotel together and things get heated, but stan feels a little insecure during it so you help him out. Not proof read cause im lazy.

W A R N I N G S : oral ( both recieving ), praising, PinV, overstimulation, softdomtosub fem , subtodom stan, insecurity, possible triggering topics, cussing, smut to fluff , aftercare, let me know if i missed any or made mistakes in the story.

Keys jingled as Stan unlocks the hotels door. As soon as you entered you plopped down onto the bed while Stan take off his coat and hangs it if the wooden hanger next to the door.

He makes his way next to you and your lips locked as soon as he sat beside you. You slowly started to unbutton your shirt as his left hand held the back of your head pushing you closer to him as his right is feeling around your thigh.

You are left topless wearing only a black lingerie bra. You start to reach your hand out to feel for the buttons on stans shirt as he grabs your hand quickly but softly and holds it as he leans onto you, pushing you onto your back as the kisses get sloppier.

He breaks the kiss and stares into your eyes as he lets out a small smile.

“Give me a moment, my love.”

You nod softly as he kisses you on the forehead and exits to the bathroom.

You position yourself comfortably awaiting his return to continue what you have been waiting for.

Stan’s POV

I make my way into the bathroom feeling more anxious the longer I stand there.

I unbutton my shirt allowing myself a good look in the mirror criticizing each portion and aspect of my body.

The more I look around my body the more reasons I find to hate it even more than before.

I let out a worried filled sigh as i grab onto the extra chub around my stomach, only becoming more critical.

I button back on my shirt before sleeking my hair back with my fingers nervously before exiting out the bathroom.

Readers POV

You can hear Stan coming back to the bedroom and your heart runs fast with excitement.

He crawls onto the bed before moving over you, now hovering over you, he places a kiss on your cheek.

“I like being with you, I love you y/n, I really do.. but-“ he says hesitantly before being cut off.

You cup his cheek rubbing your thumb against his shockingly smooth skin.

“But what? Did I do something?” You asked worryingly.

“No, no! Not at all.” He grabs your hands before kissing them.

“I just,.. I’m worried I’m not in the right shape to really fufill your needs, love.”

You close your eyes before kissing him reassuringly.

“Listen Stan, i love you. Your all I want and more baby, trust me. You don’t need to worry about your body near me.” You say as you wrap your arms around his neck.

He gulps shakily, you can see it trail down his throat with his adams apple slightly bobbing.

You kiss him passionately before he allows you to move on-top of him.

You position yourself on his lap as he lays down on his back. You move your hands down his throat gently before trailing them down along his shirts buttons. You slowly start to unbutton them staring into his eyes after each one to make sure he’s comfortable.

You can see visible doubt on his face making sure to smile softly at him to give him some sort of reassurance as you continue to unbutton.

You move the sides of his shirts revealing his chest.

You trail your hands down them softly before moving them back up.. then down again. Repeating this motion until he seems less tense.

You place soft kisses on his neck before finding his soft spot, nipping at it while leaving gently kisses afterwards.

You can hear soft groans coming out of his mouth before trailing your kisses and bites down his chest leaving behind love bites. Marking him.

You can feel himself harden up against you as you slowly grind yourselves against one another.

You stop, leaving him to exhale from the loss of pleasure as you move yourself lower.

You unbuckle his belt and move his pants down to his thighs.

His worry grows stronger.

You leave soft kisses near his v-line gesturing that all will be okay, and to just enjoy himself.

He shifts a bit allowing himself to get more comfortable.

You can see his hardened dicks outline inside of his boxers. Begging to be let free.

You play with the elastic around his boxers lifting it then letting go letting a small snap sound echo through out the room.

Teasing him.

You can see him become more needy for your touch as slight visible frustration forms on his face.

You decide to stop messing with him for now and move his boxers down allowing his cock to spring up.

You bite your lip a little surprise from the length and girth.

You place your tongue at the bottom of his length moving up to the tip.

He exhaled slightly.

You place your mouth on the top of his cock swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip.

You can feel his hips squirm a bit. Letting out small grunts.

“How sensitive.” You thought. Though it did make everything more interesting for you.

You laid your tongue flat against his tips hole slowly moving it as you start to take more of him inside your mouth.

You can see him lifting himself up on his elbows examining you as you pleasured him.

You bobbed your head up and down his shaft making sure to toy with his sensitive tip with your tongue.

He started to lightly thrust his hips farther into your mouth getting more and more desperate to finish.

You remove your mouth from his cock letting him let out a small wince.

You placed your hand on his now drenched in spit member as you slowly moved your hand up and down his hard on.

You can hear his breathing become more heavy as he leaned his head back rubbing his eye with the back of his hand just to knead his eyebrows.

His mouth hanged slightly open allowing his soft moans to escape any chance they could.

You picked up the pace of your strokes placing your thumb on his pre-cum dripping tip rubbing it back and fourth against its hole.

You can feel him start to thrust his hips into your hand growing more impatient to release.

He looks up at you looking more closer to releasing with a soft look in his eyes, he always had a “sweet caring” look to him.

He slammed his eyes shut grinding his teeth slightly allowing his moan become slightly muffled as he came all over your hand.

His hips continued to ride out his finish until he became too sensitive to continue moving. You waited.

Once he finished you removed your hand licking up his cum staring at him. You can see his body flinch a bit whenever you licked along his sensitive parts as you cleaned him up.

You smiled at him while moving above him.

“You did so good my sweet boy.” You said as you kissed him. He could taste himself as your tongue entered his mouth exploring.

He took advantage of this as he started to take slight charge in the kiss which surprised you slightly. You can feel a smile form along his face as his kiss with you deepened.

You allowed slight moans escape into his mouth only making him wanting more.

He broke the kiss before staring into your eyes.

“I want to make you feel good, so fucking good. If you’ll let me.” He sounded so confident yet still wanted to make sure you were okay with his every move. His main focus was you.

You nodded as he left kisses along your neck trailing down your collar bone, above your clothed breasts, and onto your stomach.

He made sure he nipped slightly at your stomach making it jolt back ever so slightly as you let out a small groan. He removed your skirt completely as he did so.

He rubbed his hands along your thighs admiring your whole body completely. He was lost in it.

He gulped shyly before staring at you then back at your lower half removing your panties making sure you were okay. He was still sort of worried about being able to please you to your satisfaction, but he didn’t hold that over himself too much.

Once your lower half was completely exposed he positioned himself with his head infront of your heated core and your legs over his shoulders.

He looked at you for reassurance to keep going before diving in. Wasting no time.

You felt your legs tense up as his tongue flattened against your cunt. Licking up and down in a swift motion.

You bit your lip letting out small moans as he took it as a sign to slowly speed up.

He licked circles around your clit causing you to slowly hump against his tongue.

He let out a soft groan, you felt the vibration from it around your clit making you more crazy. You leaned your head back. “Stan..” you moaned.

He would kitten lick your clit, draw circles with his tongue on it, just to flatten his tongue against your cunt moving it slowly before repeating the process.

His every move sent you closer and closer to the edge causing you to squirm.

His grip on your hips tightened hard enough to leave bruises. His thumbs rubbed against your hips making sure you know he doesn’t mean to cause you any harm in case he does so.

You can feel his tongue travel into your cunt slowly starting to go in and out of you rhythmically.

Your slight humping only became more intense as you slammed your eyes shut leaning your head back letting out mesmerizing moans.

“F-fuck.. stan please.. please I’m so close.” You whimpered.

He let out a “mm” sounding sound causing even more vibrations as his tongue was already thrusting into you. This drove you over the edge and he knew it would.

Your orgasm finally hit which caused you to let out moans echoing around the room. You didn’t care if anyone else could’ve heard.

You rode out your high against his tongue as he stared back up at you.

He cleaned up your aftermath with his tongue making sure he drove his tongue over your overstimulated clit time to time as he cleaned you up to tease you just like you did to him.

He leaned himself above your face going back into a passionate kiss just as before. You both could taste each other in this kiss which you found oddly arousing.

Your mouth opened slightly allowing his tongue to roam within your mouth. He nipped at your bottom lip causing you to groan into his mouth.

You can see that he was hard. Again.

He slowly started to jerk himself slightly before lowering his overstimulated tip. Rubbing it against your overstimulated clit. You both let out slight moans from both slight pain. More pleasure than pain.

He looked down at you breaking the kiss waiting for any sign of permission to continue what he had planned.

You nodded slowly before he leaned back into the kiss.

He positioned the tip of his cock in the front of ur entrance before slowly sliding in.

Both of your past finishes made it way easier to slide in without any interruptions.

He broke the kiss leaning his nose and forehead against yours slightly before biting his lip.

“Fuckk, your so.. tight.” His moans made it only harder to finish his pleasurable remarks.

His hand moved to intertwine with yours making sure not to put to much pressure on it as his other hand guided down to your hip. Allowing him to thrust in and out of you faster and steadier.

Lewd sound filled the room which only made you more aroused. His grip tightened as his cock slided in and out of you, almost exiting completely, before pushing his whole member in.

You leaned your head back from pleasure allowing him full access to kiss and nip at your neck allowing his groans to push up against it.

You can feel your vision become fuzzy as his pace sped up. His thrusts only becoming more sloppier then the last.

“I’m.. so close baby..” you whine.

“Not yet baby.. w-wait for me.” He stuttered as he had to bite his lip mid sentence to push back his moan.

His grip around your waist tightened as his thrusts became inconsistent.

“Go ahead.. baby.. cum. Cum for me.” He exclaimed before kissing you.

You felt your legs shake as both of your hips buckled forcing yourselves into each other through your releases.

Your mouths becoming flooded with moans.

You guys slowly began to ride out the rest of your highs before he pulled out. Making sure not to cum all the way deep inside you.

His cum seeped out of your cunt staining the sheets below you.

Your body stayed laid against the bed. His still above yours as you guys both caught ur breath. Shaking.

After a bit Stan kissed your forehead before grabbing his shirt and cleaning you up.

He proceeded to get off the bed making sure to get you some cold water to help sooth you.

He came back holding the cup. You can see his exhausted eyes stare up at you filled with a caring and loving look.

He helped you lift your upper half up handing you the water carefully. He fluffed up your pillows before planting himself next to you.

You handed him the water and he sat it on the nightstand on the side of the bed.

He gently helped you laid back against him cuddling you lovingly.

“I love you so much, y/n.”

“I love you too, my sweet boy.”

This was all inspired by a scene Ryan Murphy decided to leave out of pose (Pose 2018).

If you have any criticism lmk! Thank you for reading.

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helenaaa2 · 2 months

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Your best friend is pregnant!!!

Im Helena your best friend, we’re always together and I share all my secrets with you, you’re like my big brother. I’m 1.49mts, bob haircut, dark-brown eyes, dark hair, weight 50kgs, B cup and wide hips .

41 weeks ago I told you I had an adventure with a man in a bar when I was on vacations with my family, a few weeks later I bought a pregnancy test and I called you to do it together. We both saw the positive result with fear, I asked you to please don’t tell anyone and then we’ll see what to do.

I didnt want to abort, so I started using very oversized clothes. It was in the week 26 when things started to get difficult because my bump was huge, I tried using even your shirts but anything worked, that huge belly button was visible through every single outfit. After a few hours planning something we decided that the best option we had was moving together as roommates with the excuse of “searching for new work opportunities”, have the baby and give it in adoption, then come back. My parents knew you for a long time so they didn’t have any problem with the idea.

We moved to a little house in the suburbs so anyone knew us and we didn’t have to hide it, I felt completely free using sport bras again and my favourite dresses. We were so peaceful until week 35, by this point I was huge, my milky boobs had doubled their original size, we couldn’t remember any other pregnant women we ever seen that was bigger than me. But there was not that much time left, I was so excited to give birth and finally get back to my life, but at the same time scared because now having a completely natural unassisted birth at home doesn’t seem to be a good idea.

We started thinking about everything we needed for the birth and that we didn’t visit any doctor, so on the week 37 we decided we had to see a doctor just to see if everything was ok and to set everything for the adoption. We drove 2 hours to the closest hospital to the gyno appointment, we told him the truth because he seemed to be very empathic and he actually was.

The appointment started with questions and answers

-“How old are you?”

H.-“26”

-“In 20 years as a gyno Ive just seen two tummies that big, do you know how many weeks you have?”

H.-“Yeah, it never stops growing. I have 37 weeks but I’ve read that maybe it’s just a lot of amniotic fluid.”

-Maybe, but that big it’s not just because of fluids. Do you know who’s the father?

H.-“No, I can’t remember and I don’t want to know”

-Ok, let’s have a look. Please take out all your clothes, use this coat and get comfy in those stirrups right there.

It was time for a ultrasound, we I was very nervous. I asked you to stay with me all the time so you did, I loved how you were supporting me all the time and I hold your hand and put it over my exposed big belly.

Doctor arrived a few minutes later and started preparing everything, we were about to know everything about my baby. He used some gel that was really cold and got my nipples so hard, I was so nervous and gripped your hand firmly. He started scanning my belly with the ultrasound, I couldn’t distinguish anything but when he moved the devise a little bit to the center he laughed so bad “WHATT?!!” I shouted to the doctor trying to see the image in the monitor “Lady, you actually have a lot of fluid but what really makes you huge is that you’re expecting twins”

I couldn’t react, I was totally shocked really thinking in anything, I was just analyzing the new and finally looked at you. You weren’t scared or shocked, YOU WERE SO HAPPY and your happiness went through your hand to me. I felt better after that, but the bad news were coming. After that, the appointment continued with the doctor checking my whole body, my tits, my belly, my cervix and I don’t know what else. When he finished I went for my clothes and dressed up, I come back and heard you talking about the birth, I sit down and the doctor explains everything now to me.

-“What I just saw is something really rare, most women like you…you know…petite with twins don’t usually reach even the week 35, but you’re now on the 37 and the babies doesn’t seem to be very excited to come out. To make it simple…your situation is like this, you’re going to have those babies for at least 3 weeks more inside of you, and right now I can calculate each baby weights around 8lbs”

When doctor said 8lbs I just let another “WHAT?!!!” Come out from me

-“Yes, what you heard sweetie, 8lbs and they’re getting heavier. I calculate a final weight of around 10lbs each if you give birth in the week 40. So, what I recommend you is to let those babies grow those 3 weeks more and then come here to have a c-section or induce the labour if your babies are in the correct position.”

H.-“I was thinking about an all natural birth at home doc…that’s what we want right?” I turn to you waiting for your answer.

Y.-“Yeah, for sure…We were very excited about having the babies at home without any medical procedure. I even took a few curses and now I’m a certified midwife” you said proudly.

-“I wouldn’t recommend that, a birth of babies that big is not something easy, but I admire your courage. What we can do is this, you actually have really wide hips that are perfect to give birth so I won’t be worried about baby getting stuck, but I’m actually worried about your vagina. Most of the times the real problem is that the vagina is not that wide or they just don’t let it stretch correctly. So what we’re gonna do is this: I’ll send you some clases I give online so you can know exactly what to do in all the possible cases that could happen during the birth. But this is just for the week 40 as time limit, if you reach the week 41 there’ll be no other option than practice a c-section, understand?”

My mind was receiving a lot of information at the same time, just the words “10lbs, birth, vagina, stretch, 40, c-section” were mixed rounding my head. Little bit worried and confused I looked at you, you didn’t seem to be worried about anything, you looked so excited and sure about what we were about to do. Again your confidence and happiness infected me and gave me the strength to turn to the doctor and say “That’s great, thank you for everything. We’ll contact you if something happens” Get slowly and hardly up the chair to shake the doctors hand.

We were in the car coming back home and we couldn’t stop talking about what we needed to do, what we needed to prepare, what we needed to buy and bet when the babies were coming. Was a very long road trip so we had enough time to talk and plan every single detail.

It’s the first time I write a story, please tell me what do you think. It’s too large but I think it’s not boring

If you like it ask for the part 2 ❤️

#birth fettish #birth kink #best friends #story #pregnancy #pregnant kink

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silky-silks · 2 days

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Based on last chat me and @ericvelseb666 had about Nina floof collar.

Nina's floof collar is very plush and soft, you could lose a pen in all that floof for such a small munchkin cat. Mini Bob was out and came back with some mice for Nina to eat. And Surprise! Little Eric came squealing out the fluff. Excited to see his father again.

_______Update_________

Im a little nervous today as tomorrow is my art vendor but I dont feel ready especially regarding most of my art is digital, this is my first time, and all i have are a few 8.5 x 11" glossy paper prints of some of my recent/month back art. Today i plan on once again buy ink and trying to make my little set up more appealing

I'm just so nervous, and I fear people wont like my art or so. Im praying and trying to keep my nerves down as much as I can, its hard for me as this is my first time truly being out in the public displaying my art. But I know I can do this, first time isnt always the most epic ones and heck I might even discover some more tumblr/fandom folks out there. Whatever happens I will let you all know.

#spookymonth oc #nina velseb spooky month #nina velseb #pet au #eric velseb spooky month #eric velseb

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lovebvni · 5 months

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Shifting tips plz?

hey hon!! i’m going to be honest, i’ve been avoiding answering this because i feel like this is a three part thing. before shifting, during shifting, and after an attempt. so im gonna try to answer it like that.

!! long blog ahead !!

pre-shift

• before a shift, it’s good to meditate. get your mind, soul and intention on one thing, making an attempt.

• set an intention/affirm! for a few minutes, just say “i am going to shift.” “i have shifted.” “i will shift this attempt.” “i always succeed when i shift” or things like that. get it deep into your mind, into your bones! let the universe hear it!!

• do something to tire you out PHYSICALLY! this is some advice i haven’t seen before, but has helped me. if your physical body is tired, it’s easier for it to fall asleep so it can recover. but, after exercising, your mind and subconscious wasn’t doing much, so it still has energy to spare!

• hype yourself up! another thing i don’t see much, making yourself excited to shift. if you’re pumped with adrenaline, and then you’re about to do that action to get where you’re going (example, you got ready for a party and you’re getting ready to go in your car) you’re going to be like going CRAZY mentally and this will help u so much!!

• reflect! yeah, this is similar to affirming, in the way you’re reminding yourself of what you did and what you can do. remind yourself of that he attempts you made in the past, the symptoms you got, the times you temporarily shifted (or minishifted if u call it that) remind yourself of your power, your abilities!!

• read your script to where you’re shifting! if you have a script, of course, i know some people mentally script or don’t script much, but look over it if you have one. change little things, remind yourself what you look, the colour of your eyelashes compared to your eyebrows. random things like that.

• visualize it. “thoughts become things. if you see it in your mind, you will hold it in your hand” — bob proctor. this isn’t limiting yourself to visualizing, hell, you can SAY you’re doing it. like i sometimes tell myself “i’m going to shower” or “i’m going to make a blog today” then i do it. i saw it in my mind, i spoke it, now i hold it in my hand. and there’s proof! witnesses, bro! sometimes, all you gotta do is think it and believe those thoughts are real.

during a shift

keep focus! or as my pastor once said, keep watch! watch your thoughts, watch your mind. if it starts drifting away from the method and you start thinking you want a sandwich ( *cough cough* me and @shiftingwithhale *cough cough* ) then refocus and redirect your thoughts. “i accept this thought, i will now move back to shifting.” then focus on shifting again. your mind WILL wonder, and that’s not a bad thing! you are human as much as you are god! you will make mistakes! but that doesn’t mean you keep making those mistakes. yall, i accidently stole once and i CRIED MY FUCKING EYES OUTTT!! before returning it. i was so upset i accidentally stole, and i went back in that store CRYING when I gave it back.( i was like 4 btw. i was so scared, it was cold n i wanted to ask my mom for smth but i forgot when i was holding her hand 💀)

listen to a sub/theta waves/a guided method! just something! it helps the brain focus and calms the crazy side. this is obvs if u have the ability to. for example, i know someone who can’t have their phone after a certain time + their parents make sure to take it before and check on them. they aren’t into shifting, it just makes it extremely difficult to talk to them after a certain time 🙄🙄 if u can’t do this, dw!! listen to a sub before going to bed/while doing hw :)

when intrusive/negative thoughts come — “why am i doing this?” “this is stupid.” “i what if i mess this all up bc i gotta sneeze” WHO TF CARES!! LITERALLY MOVE. TELL THEM TO SHUT UP. TELL THEM U WRE BETTER! OR EVEN TAKE A BREAK BRO! the break can literally b a few minutes js to regroup. sit up so you won’t fall asleep, open your eyes, count your fingers and toes (LMAO?? this is specific to someone) and tell yourself “i can do this because i’ve done it. plus other people have done it, all over the world! if one can achieve, so can another.” i feel like it’s so powerful just to remind yourself that if other people can do it you can. if you wanted some new shoes but js got fired from your job n you don’t know what to do, then just wait for a moment. talk to ppl you know. get it done somehow, because eventually you’ll get those shoes, if not better ones!

just do it bro 💀💀 like actually. if you fall asleep after counting to 17 WHO CARES! an awake method can b an asleep method. your brain shutting off does not equal your subconscious shutting down. dude, it CANT DO THAT!! it’s always working, and it works better when your body is resting. keep that in mind.

after an attempt

CELEBRATE i don’t give a shit if you fully shifted or not. you did something. you committed to it. sure, i know it’s hard to keep high spirits, but celebrate the little things. isn’t thanksgiving coming up? be thankful that u found out abt shifting. be thankful you can do an asleep method n shift that way. don’t b mad u didn’t wake up in ur dr, be happy you woke up in a parallel reality and you’re even closer!

write down what worked and what didn’t! if something in your method frustrates or confuses you, change it or remove it. if you visualize in the middle of the method, and you don’t like it, drop it 🤷 do what helps YOU PERSONALLY! use this as a form of journaling. and also, take a deep breath and write out your frustrations w shifting. then write what you love about it. always balance the negative w positive <3

do a reality check! make sure you’re not in a dream. weather you shifted where u want to or not, it’s always good to get in the habit of doing reality checks. it may surprise u and allow u to lucid dream and then shift!!

be in the present! if you didn’t shift, fuck that! you’re here right now and that’s what you can control! sure, you didn’t shift in the PAST but you can in the PRESENT and the FUTURE! so focus on that. it helps with your hope and motivation <3

that’s all i have for u lovely! if i think of anything else, i will update this blog, bc i do rlly believe and hope it will help people <3 this is another blog that made me think, so thank you for that! :)

i love u honey!! i wish u the best on your shifting journey !!

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starliights-shining · 1 year

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OH MY GOSH IM SO EXCITED TO REQUEST!

may I request a G1!Starscream X GN!Pilot reader who accidentally found him (in jet mode) in their hanger and they just took him out to fly? 💀

Hiiii, I do hope this is what you were expecting! This is such a good prompt, I wish people requested such simple but interesting prompts like this, So Thank you. I got scarried away with this one. Anyways Enjoy :)

Pairing: G1!Starscream x GN!Reader

Warnings: Just reader being a silly little pilot),

The summer sunbeams peeking through your curtains. It was around 9 in the morning, you could hear the roaring of plane engines and the occasional one passing over. Then you heard the pitter patter of boots before your door swung open.

“Rise and shine, (Y/N)”

Your eyes glance over from the window to the door, your best friend stood in the doorway, their sunglasses placed on the top of their head. A bright smile plastered on their face, they looked far too happy to be up at such a time, but you figured they’d be up. The military really does force you into some type of schedule. They walked towards the window, pulling the curtains open to allow. The sunlight blinded you, you pulled the sheets over your head in an attempt to shield your eyes.

“(Y/N), wake up, get dressed. I got a surprise for ya.”

Their southern accent really came through as they spoke. Their hands pull the sheets from your face. Their greenjump suit takes up your entire view, as you lay on your side.

“A surprise? What are you talking about?”

You closed your eyes, the sleep still heavy on your eyelids. You didn’t want to get up yet, and that's probably why they said they had a surprise, the urge to get up sono took over you, what the hell was this surprise? You sat up in bed, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hands.

“I can’t tell you or it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it?”

They once again placed their hands on their hips, the same smile placed on their face as they looked down at your sitting form.

“Now, go get dressed, we are wasting daylight silly.”

You did as told, took a shower and got dressed. You wore your same green jumpsuit, the top tied around your waist, your sunglasses and your normal bag. You both stepped outside, your friend jumping in front of you as they slid into the topless jeep parked at the end of the walk way.

“Hurry! Don’t wanna be late!”

You sighed, the breezy air from the coast and the warmth of the sun. It felt just like it always did. You climbed into the passenger seat, an arm resting on the door as you slung your bag in the back. The Jeep started and within a few seconds you were off. You watched as the palm trees whizzed by and you could barely see the blur of different uniforms as you passed.

“Sooo, where are we going?”

“This morning, I got to the hanger, I was looking for something I had left last night, I saw what looked like a Jet. I don't know, I ran out to get you before I really looked at it. Thought you’d like to see it first.”

Their hands tapped on the steering wheel as they drove. The light bob of the car as you go over potholes and the occasional speed bump.

“So, it's a jet? It might be from the run last night and they didn’t have anywhere else to put it.”

Which was still weird, the hang you both called your ‘office’ hadn’t housed any jets since the last rotation, and even when jets were housed there, it was always your jet.

“No, this Jet has a different feel to it when I saw it. You just gotta see it.”

They said as they turned into the painted lines that directed cars to hangers and other places. You were thinking, your hanger doesn’t house jets, plus if they needed to they wouldn’t just put one there without notifying you.

By the time you could come up with a solution, the jeep you rode in had come to a stop, the keys turned the ignition off. You looked over the hanger, it looked the same, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

“You come?”

You were shaken out of your thoughts by their voice. A nod came from you as you climbed out of the Jeep. You pulled the keys to the hanger out of your pocket, unlocking the door and entering. Your hand moved to the panel to the right of the door, flicking on all the light switches. The ring of the lights is all that's heard through the office area, you place your keys on your desk before walking out into the rest of the hanger. Your eyes scanned the hanger, moving from left to right until they landed on the Jet. The pale white hanger lights shining brightly down on the Jet. A deep sigh leaving you before walking up to it. It was a solid gray color, with parts red and blue. Its cockpit cover was orange, you’d have to get a step stool to see what it actually looked like from the top. You turned to get one but your partner stood a few feet away with one in their hands, a smile on their face as they handed it to you. You placed it where the side of the cockpit turns into the wing. You could finally see the topside of the jet, it looked nothing like a military grade jet, Not a flag, not a camo that you could recognize, nothing. Its vertical stabilizers were blue with a red line coming from the base and going skinner at it touched the end. You looked at the wings, they both had a red strike moving on the end with a skinner white line on the inside, but what really got your attention was the purple symbol in the middle of each wing. You ended up climbing onto the wing, crawling on both your hands and knees to the symbol.

“What is it?”

Your partner's southern accent broke you from your trance, you swiped your hand over the symbol, it was dusty, that's when you noticed the dust that littered the knees of your jumpsuit.

“How long has this been sitting here?”

“I don’t know. When was the last time you were in the hangar?”

“I don’t ever come far out, I just stay in the office.”

They sighed, looking up at your crouched form on the wing.

“Then, it could have been here for a long time.”

You were examining the wing some more, the wing had some fighter damage, a few black spots that looked like it could be from fighting, it was dirty, like war dirty. Like how your jet looked after a dog fight. You stood up, walking to the cockpit and opening it, you sat down in it, your hands resting in their natural position. The overwhelming urge to take the jet for a spin washed over you. You looked at the control board and sighed, some things were in different places and others were completely missing or misplaced with something else, but you leaned in to get a better look at the main gauge when you saw the same purple symbol on the back plating. You wanted to know why it was all over this jet, what was its meaning.

“What ya think!”

Your partner asked, you turn your head to see them standing on the stool. Their sunglasses resting on the top of their head.

“It’s different, I think I'm going to take it for a spin. It's really customized, almost like it's not a military aircraft.”

They hummed in response, looking at the jet before speaking again.

“Maybe someone was trying to hide it, figured no one ever used this hanger and put it in here. Well Let's get you all suited up for your flight.”

They got off the stool and started towards the office. You stood up from the cockpit, climbing out and following your partner. Once you entered the office they had a clipboard in hand and a questioning look on their face.

“Should we document this, just in case?”

You stared at them, you had no fucking clue. Normally the ship should be on the log, it’s like checking out a book, but instead of a week, you get 3 to 4 hours of flight time.

“Is it on there, the jet?”

They looked at you and shook their head. Then with this new found info.

“No, I don’t think it’ll matter.”

You knew you could be breaking a lot of laws and codes and even end up losing your job or be put on probation, but at this exact moment, you really didn’t care. They nodded, putting the clipboard down. You moved to fully put your jumpsuit on, the one problem you didn’t like about having to fly, suiting up in all the shit to keep you safe. You underwent the routine, making sure everything was right before you picked up your helmet. The sound of the hanger doors being open caught your attention. Your partner was already ready for you, directed sticks in hand and their sunglasses on as you exited the office. Jumping in the cockpit you placed your helmet on and looked for power switches, well anything that looked like a power switch. Your eyes landed on what looked like one so you flipped it, the engine roared to life, you checked all gauges and screens until one stopped you a black with green writing. You brought your thumb up to the screen and wiped the dust away, the green lettering being clearer now. You read it aloud to yourself.

“Starscream, hmm, interesting.”

You looked up and gave your partner a thumbs up out of the cockpit. They started directing you out of the hanger and on the runway, and before you even knew it, you and the random new jet were in the sky. It flew fine, you took it for one of your normal flying trips, if you had flown your regular aircraft before, you would have said it flew better. Its controls were smooth but fast, it truly was a fighter jet. You wondered why they didn’t make jets like this for the military, then your mind wandered to how the hell it ended up in the hangar.

“Come in- this is-,”

The radio transmission kept coming in and out, you couldn’t hear it fully, only bits and pieces. You sat up fully, looked around and started to flip switches, you hoped that they would help the transmission come through clearer, you brought your mic from you helmet and started talking.

“Come in, this is (Y/N),”

There was silence, until it picked up again, but it sounded like rambling in another language, and it was loud, your headset started to have a high pitch ringing noise in it. You grabbed the side of your helmet with one hand, it was far too loud. Your hand reached for the transmission dials, turning them all down. The sound disappeared, the only thing heard was the roaring of the engine and your breathing.

“What the fuck,”

You took a moment to collect yourself before looking at your radar. You were close to home, you decided it would be time to land. You went through all your normal procedures before going in for your landing. You looked at your radar one more time before you saw a dot appear on it. You turned your head in the direction, but it took you a minute to tear your eyes away from the screen. Your eyes scanned the area frantically, the only thing you could see were the clouds. There was nothing there, but the dinging front radar got far too frequent then you liked, as your eyes scanned you could almost hear a laugh in the background.

“Alright, let's land this bitch.”

You said, taking your eyes back in front of you.

Your landing was easier than you thought, the jet hadn’t had a single moment when it flew bad, and that was odd. Most jets had something that was weird, or it could have been smoother. This one had nothing, not a single moment, and it was worrying.

You parked the jet in front of the hanger, your partner came out to meet you as you jumped out.

“How was it? I lost sight of you after you took off, that thing goes fast!”

You took your helmet off and sighed at them.

“It's something else, it flys better than the entire military fleet. It nothing like a F-22”

You both walked back to the office. Your helmet was placed on your desk and you started to strip down to your regular green jumpsuit. You thought about bringing up the transmission you had heard, but decided you’d do your own research, you didn’t want to sound crazy.

“You gonna do another fly?”

You looked up at them, their southern accent familiar, they were scoping out if they had to keep the jet hidden in the hanger. You smiled at them.

“Of course I am, that jet is magnificent! I think I'm gonna call it Starscream.”

#tf g1 #g1 starscream #starscream #tf starscream #starscream x reader #tf starscream x reader #tf x reader #transformers x reader #transformers g1 #g1 transformers x reader #g1 transformers

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scarebats · 2 years

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Top Gun and Top Gun: Maverick as Brooklyn Nine-Nine quotes

(Rooster after getting accused of something that went wrong at Ice and Mav’s wedding)

Rooster: Be very careful about throwing around accusations like that, because if you’re trying to say that I somehow ruined my dads’ wedding, then I am going to kill myself.

(Phoenix and Rooster fighting)

Phoenix: DO I LOOK LIKE JAKE TO YOU!?

Rooster: No, not at all!

Phoenix: THEN WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO SCREW ME!?

(Ice after getting yelled at)

Ice, talking about his shirt: It says, “what’s up beaches” instead of, “bitches,” for humour reasons.

Slider: But you hate humour!

Ice: Well im a joke now! So, it suits me.

Phoenix: You need to man up.

Rooster: Man up? sexist!

Rooster: I’m sorry, but i dont see gender, sir.

Maverick: Permission to take a selfie of the two of us, sir?

Cyclone: Permission denied.

Maverick, already taking the picture: Too late.

Maverick, looking at his phone and walking away: Ahhh, that was a good one.

Hangman: Did you finish your sentence? It felt like you were gonna say you were sorry.

Rooster: I did. Bob heard it.

Bob: Uh, I would remember if someone said my catchphrase.

Maverick: People fear me.

Maverick: Not brag, but I was name checked in my kindergarten teacher’s suicide note.

Maverick: I think I really would’ve gotten along with young Cy Simpson.

Cyclone: Yes, that’s why I decided to change everything about my life.

(Bradley after causing Mav and Ice to argue)

Bradley: Oh, I’ve caused a problem.

Bradley: I think I am… getting a text message.

Bradley: bloop

Bradley: Ah, there it is.

Phoenix: Wait, are you only hosting dinner so you can suck up to Mav and Admiral Kazansky? Not cool. This was supposed to be about friendship.

Rooster: You guys said you were only coming to see if my apartment was the reason that I was single or if it was my personality, “like you suspected.”

Hangman: Yeah, but that was before we knew we could get up on this high horse.

Phoenix: Love the view up here. Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop.

Iceman: When people say, “good morning,” they mean, “hello.” When people say, “how are you?” They mean, “hello.”

Iceman: When people say “what’s up?”

Iceman: They mean, “I am not a person worth talking to.”

Slider, talking to Maverick: No hard feelings, but,

Slider: I hate you.

Slider: Not joking.

Slider: Bye!

Halo, leaving Top Gun base and taking her hair out: sighs

Fritz: That was a wig?

Halo: You didn’t think I’d put my actual hair in a bun?

Halo: Are you insane?

(before Bradley was born)

Goose: What if something happens to Mav and he never gets to meet my baby?

Goose: I don’t wanna hang out with some stupid baby who’s never met Mav.

(before the mission)

Hangman: If you wanna worry about anyone panicking in the sky it should Bob.

Bob: Damn straight.

Hangman and Bob high five

Bob: …Wait why’d I high five that?

Hangman: ‘Cause you’re a sucker for a high five.

Bob:

Bob, in an excited tone: Damn straight I am.

They high five again

(Hangman and Coyote in flight school before they got their call signs)

Hangman: Okay, just so we’re clear, from this point forward, my call sign will be Deathblade

Coyote: And I’ll be Rum Tum Tugger!

Hangman: No, Javy, no characters from Cats. Dig deep, think of something scary!

Coyote, immediately after: Adolf Hitler.

Hangman: No—

this is basically just the main characters from the movies. im srry😭

#original: brooklyn nine nine #icemav #hangster #iceman x maverick #rooster x hangman #incorrect top gun quotes #top gun 1986 #top gun: maverick #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #cyclone top gun #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #honckity

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myperfectfatdads · 5 months

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Boat Trip

I wish my family had a boat, but my friend Joshes family has a boat. When he invited me onto it I was super excited this will be my first time on a boat well ever! Josh said to let early in the morning at the docks, I’m going with him and his dad. Josh just wanted it to be us two but his dad insisted for him to go as they never get to go out on the boat anymore and he misses it.

Arriving at the dock I see Josh and his dad and me and him are sure ready to get on the boat and out into the ocean. We’re both really good swimmers Josh thinks we are because we did lesson when we were young but I think that it’s because of our fit bodies I mean come on why wouldn’t we be good at swimming. Joshes dad on the other hand if he falls into the water I think is big belly will take him under and drown him. He’s definitely not the fittest man out there I mean he is old though being 58 years old. Getting onto the boat it’s nice not to big but also not to small the perfect size. Joshes dad also wanted to drive the boat which im fun with because that’s just more time to talk to Josh. We don’t get to talk as much as we used to now that we are in college and don’t really have the time to hang out everyday like we used to. It’s takes about an hour or two to get out to what seems like the middle of the ocean not another piece of land in sight or boat. But what am I to know I mean this is my first time on a boat well ever. “Hey boys a brought a bunch of beer if you want some it’s in the cooler down stairs” says Bob, Bob is Joshes dad. Looking into the cooler he’s not wrong there is a ton of beer in there. “Well bro let’s this party started” Josh says while cracking open is first bottle of beer. We are old enough to drink beer now but I’ve never been a huge fan. I started drinking beer last year Thats when u fist tried it and have never had the urge to try it again. After a long day of drinking swimming in the water and eating food all three of us were exhausted. I had a few beers myself but Josh definitely had the most out of all three of us which is surprising because his dad loves beer. Looking at Josh he was definitely drunk.

He also wasn’t looking to good as his belly was sticking out a little bit when normally he has a nice hard six pack his face is also rounding out a little bit. His dad didn’t seem to mind though he would also come up to him and slap his gut and say that’s my boy. I think that Josh just needs to get to sleep he’s not looking too good he’s also looking a lot older than when we got into the boat. I tell his dad that I think we are ready for bed as it is starting to get late, but his dad just looks at me and says come one I haven’t had this much fun since I was young let the old guy have some fun won’t yah here I’ll grad you two another beer its on the house. Josh does look like he could stay up a little longer I mean sure why not we’ll have another beer. “Okay I take you up on your offer I got I real good beer I want to have you guys taste for me” says Bob. What’s so special about this beer anyways? “Nothing it’s just a normal beer here it’s a new flavor though. I could tell he wasn’t telling us the full truth but it’s my best friend’s dad so it’s okay. Me and Josh both take our beers and take a sip. “This one teste different man I don’t know what I think about it burpppp” says Josh. “Haha that’s my son!” Says Bob. “Well I think I’m gonna hit the hay this man is tired we’ll cheers to another fun day tomorrow” says Josh. We all say goodnight but Bob seems older happy for some reason and I don’t know why maybe it just because he doesn’t really have any friends so he thinks it’s cool or fun to hang out with us. Waking up in the morning I’m being called up for breakfast by Bob, ugggg I feel super sluggish what was in that beer from last night. Your sleeping next to Josh as you wake him up he’s like a new man he grew a whole beard over night and it’s grey too! Hey bro you good your not looking the best. “Yeah man I’m fine I’m just really hung over I think” says Josh. Well your dad is calling us up for breakfast so let’s go, maybe just take it easy today dude. “Yea we both should your not looking awesome too bro” says Josh, yeah I definitely had to much beer last night. “No dude I mean your belly” says Josh, looking down at your belly there is a little bump, oh it’s all good my metabolism good dude it will go away soon. Going up to breakfast you see Bob with a full meal, woah you prepared all of this on a boat thats awesome. “Yep you boys better eat up well because I’m think of another day of drinking and swimming maybe I’ll even get in the water with you guys if I don’t sink haha” says Bob. After a very fun day of drinking, eating bobs delicious meals and swimming you feel exhausted. Man I’m tired dude I’m about to go to bed are you? “Yeah I’ll be there in a sec” says Josh. “Here dude let’s have one last beer before bed my dad saved us two special ones.” Says Josh. Oh okay sounds good one more before bed won’t hurt. Josh and I drink our beers and then get into bed. Waking up in the morning it’s our final day, Josh is already out of bed which isn’t normal he normally sleeps in and I’m the one who has to get him up. As you get out of bed you feel super heavy and sluggish, must have been from all the beer last night. Walking up the stairs you head to men laughing. Bob and a stranger?? Hey Bob who is this fella? “What do you mean who burppppp is this fella it me Josh” says Josh. Looking at his body this is not Josh it’s at man in his mid 50s.

You and your dad could be twins you two look the exact same age. “Haha we get that burppppp a lot” says Josh. “I mean look at you bro we could almost be twins looking down at your body your met with an old man with one big beer belly.

Woah you’re right I guess the beer really piled on me. “Its sure did man but we still got one more day left on the boat and this papa needs some beer in his belly so open that cooler Bob” says Josh “You got it, that’s my sun going on boat trips with his old man” says Bob. “Haha who you calling old man I bet I look older than you and I bet I have the louder burp, burppppppp.” Says Josh. “Well boys this had been the best boat trip ever can’t wait for the one next burpppp week” says Bob. For some reason this feels so wrong but also so wright at the same time, but you can’t wait tell next week to see you two best friends again and experience that weekend all over again.

#dad bod #weight gain #balding #beer belly #beer bloat #burping #fat belly #hairy belly #fatty

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slutty-transformation-stories · 5 months

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Corrupt Girlfriend part 6

Day 5

You wake up and look around for Ashley. You find her on her phone again.

you know your girlfriend is a whore, you're excited to check the cameras you installed to see what else she does when your gone.

So you excitedly get ready for work kiss her good bye and then leave for work.

A while later you get a text

Hey babe, Im going to be busy for a couple of hours, so I won't be able to talk!

Damn, that's alright. I'll talk to you when I get home then!

Thank you for understanding i miss you!

I think it's time to check the cameras you smirk to yourself and make your way to the office toilets.

You open up the cameras on your phone and check the front door. You See a Man Enter your home.

You think he is her ex from that video,

Your girlfriend is in that dress you just got a picture of.

You check the bedroom camera

They are half undressed laying on your bed

She grabs hold of his cock and slowly starts stroking him

Shes treating him like royalty

She voluntarily moves down, kissing his tone body

Her head reaches to the level of his cock

She starts licking the head

Its not long until you watch her head start bobbing partly down his thick cock

She keeps going at at a perfect pace you can see her looking up for his reaction

You see, her ex starts to jerk his pelvis, slightly humping her mouth

Finally..

Shes not satisfied yet

He never seems to never lose an erection

She climbs on top of him

To get what she really wanted

never wearing a condom

She Makes his cock hit every place she wanted

He starts to help by thrusting into her as she grinds on him

You see her in extacy

They pick up the pace, yet again, he wraps his arm around her leg

Hes playing with her clit and penetrating her pussy roughly.

Shes Screeming But you can't hear any of it

She then starts to go crazy

shes cumming and shaking on him

She is stuck in an orgasm state for what she feels for over a minute until she falls over onto the bed, shivering.

You decide to finish work early, and you race home. Upon arrival.You Hear Loud Moaning From the bedroom.

"Muffled Crying*"

*muffled Speaking*

"YES YES YES, UGhhh,"

You slowly sneak up the stairs, making your way to your bedroom. You hear her crying from the doorway

"Oh my god, oh my god!"

"Who owns you?"

*smack*

"MmM, you do! You are the best! HMmmm"

You look through the crack in the door

Hes still fucking her like he did all day

Your girlfriend looks like shes in love. Her pussy is coated and filled with the cum he has shot in her all day

"OH god, im all yours, but I need you to hurry. My boyfriend is coming home soon."

"pft what a lucky man"

She turns around

"He is.. but so are you fuck me before its too late"

He wastes no time

He's pounding into her

Her cum fluid mix is dripping out of her pussy

"OH god, UHgh,"

"OH god, im cuming"

"Im not done."

He puts her on top of himself for one last fuck. Shes a whore..

"OH god, I love it. You're so good. Hhhh,"

"Im filling you up now!"

"Thank you so much, sir."

"Okay, let's go"

He exits the room first

"Hey man"

He bumps your shoulder and leaves

You look back for your girlfriend. although she knows your kinks. She has a slightly guilty look on her face.

"Hey baby.. I've been bad."

She starts to reveal what she has been doing all day

"Sorry, I got a little carried away."

"No its okay, I saw it all"

"We didn't have sex very long, but it was really good."

Why is she lying?

"No its okay but I think i need a turn now"

"Ugh, sorry, I'm all stretched out and in pain."

She gives you a smirk

"Why dont I tell you about the plans we have for tomorrow! I'll even help you with your problem."

"Yes ma'am"

She starts to stroke your cock over her cum filled panties

"Well.. as he was fucking me he told me That He showed my photos to his friend."

The thought of this stanger interested in your girlfriend excites you

Shes playing with you cock

"Oh, interesting.."

"I know, his friend wants to meet me. Im sure hes interested."

"Definitely."

"Luckily, my ex offered to introduce me"

She starts stroking you faster

She wispers in your ear

"Wouldnt that be fun baby"

You start to orgasm

She watches your cock trobbing against her underwear

She giggles

"I think thats a yes!"

You both clean up and then lay down to go to sleep

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