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faithinlouisfuture · 8 months

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on the menu today!!!

#bajwjzowjksixdkkksownwkskskskwnskoss #chomping #knawing #biting and biting and biting #😭😭😭#glorious glorious glorious #fitfwt: Bucharest #fitfwt memes

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thetinycrab · 1 year

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Thinking about lazy mawplay with a tiny that's on the bigger side.

They're on Eddie's bed. Eddie's on his stomach, the tiny on his pillow, and his arms are lazily circling them. Tiny's sitting and able to cuddle Eddie's face if they want to.

Eddie starts off by licking their hand. Dragging it up from the middle of their arm up to their hand. He laps until their arm is slathered in saliva then presses a gentle kiss to their palm. He gently takes the arm into his mouth and swallows the saliva. Then he pulls back and knaws lightly on their hand.

Worrying the skin oh so gently under his teeth. The tiny watches in rapt fascination as his lips pull back and they see those powerful teeth against their delicate limb. They let out a little gasp and Eddie's lips stretch into a smile.

He parts his teeth and lets go of their hand, only to pepper the surface in gentle kisses. Soft plush lips press against their skin until their nerves die down. They trust Eddie, but it's still nerve wracking.

Eddie's gaze meets theirs briefly. He's checking in, asking if they're okay to keep going. They smile and press a kiss to the bridge of his nose, and he smiles back and moves to their other arm. This time he takes the length of their arm in his mouth, licking with his entire tongue then knawing the entire length with all of his front teeth.

He uses his tongue to shift their arm, sucking until they're in up to their shoulder. His eyes flutter shut. They focus on how blissful he looks as he lazily tastes their arm.

Eddie pulls back slightly, up to their elbow, eyes opening to glance at their free arm. Before he can even move the tiny offers their hand. With a grin and praise in his eyes, Eddie laps both arms at the same time. He leans in slightly, the tiny giggling when he nuzzles his nose into them.

After a long time in which the tiny genuinely thinks Eddie's going to fall asleep, the giant pulls away with a happy sigh. Then he's kissing them gently up their torso and at their chin, mumbling soft praises with each one. His head rests between their legs and they just cuddle against each other.

Eddie sighs softly. They both bask in the feeling of each other - tiny hands on his nose and giant hand against their back. Grounding each other, reassuring one another, 'I'm here, I see you, you're important to me.'

Eddie's head tilts. There's a hazy look in his eyes as they droop. He's about to fall asleep, and on any other day they wouldn't mind. But today....

They pat at his nose. The giant gives a short inhale, nose scrunching in distaste before burrowing into their stomach. Eddie's hand presses them against his face. They loved being his little teddy bear, but today they wanted more. They pat his nose again, laughing when it scrunches even more and he makes a noise like a disgruntled dog. But soon a big brown eye is peaking up at them.

They lean to the side, staring down the length of his body and at his side where his stomach would be. Turning back to Eddie, they realize they don't know how to ask. They try anyway. "Can you...."

Their voice fails them. They look down at their lap, then hesitantly back at his eye just in time to see it turn from confusion to understanding. His gaze becomes soft and endeared all at once.

Eddie shifts, propping his body up on an elbow to pat his stomach. "You want me to?"

They nod in sheepish relief. This would be their third time being swallowed, and only their first having the courage to verbally ask for it.

Eddie pushes himself up to sit on his legs, then gathers them up in both hands. He surprises them by pressing a gentle kiss to the top of their head before raising them and taking their legs into his mouth. Teeth press in on either side but he doesn't nibble. He's merely holding them in place while he gently coats them in saliva.

They hold back a gasp as they're lowered into their waist. Their eyes flicker from Eddie's lips, and they freeze at the sight of those big browns focused entirely on them. He looks at them so intently, taking in their every move, seeing if they need to back out - and yet they can see a glimmer of happiness. He wants this as much as they do. They feel his lips close around them before he gulps.

They're yanked down up to their chest, legs trapped in his throat. Eddie's head is tilted all the way back; his hands hovering to hold them steady. They try their best to relax, it was easier not to squirm than to force their body not to be too ridged. They barely hold back a shudder as their torso is hastly coated and Eddie gulps again. His lips slide over their head, sealing them in darkness. They don't have time to marvel at the way his teeth line his mouth or how they can faintly see where their body is caught in his throat before he coating and swallowing again.

There's a huge lump as they go down. Eddie traces it with his entire hand. Holding his breath until he feels them slip into his stomach, afterwhich he sighs in relief and content. His fingers grip the hem of his shirt and lift it to reveal his stomach. It bulges slightly, enough to look comfortably full but nowhere near enough to be distended. No, it just looks like a slight chub. If you didn't know him personally you'd think it was his normal stomach. And if he thought about it he kind of liked that; having a life tucked away, barely noticable. A little secret.

He rests his hand on his stomach, a dumb smile on his face as they get comfortable. "You okay?" The tiny is encased by the walls, forced to curl up, but it feels like a full body hug and they love it. They laugh as Eddie's hand presses against them. It makes them feel warm and fluttery that he's checking in on them. "I'm okay!" And they are. They've never felt more secure than when Eddie has them.

They talk for a bit before Eddie lies down. The feeling of being full threatens to put him in a food coma, so he's going to take a nap. He falls asleep first.

The tiny stays up for a bit, listening to the soft gurgles and happy groans that Eddie's tummy makes. Then all of a sudden they list to the side, a squeak of surprised escaping them as something heavy lays weighs them down. They blush when it hits them - Eddie just turned over in his sleep and is now on his stomach.

They aren't able to fall asleep after that, but they don't mind.

#safe vore #soft vore #stranger things vore #mawplay #knawing #this is entirely self indulgent okay #*slams gavel* it's what I want!#my writing

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peach-cream-tea · 4 months

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Blue Eye Samurai memes lol

i know this isn't my usual content but i'm getting severe brain rot and will die if i don't share my content

#mizu blue eye samurai #blue eyed samurai #blue eye samurai #ringo blue eye samurai #taigen blue eye samurai #akemi blue eye samurai #abijah fowler #lesbian mizu supremacy #mizu x akemi #knawing at the bars of my enclosure #she's so fine #mizu #please #the children

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sugurusfav · 6 months

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her strap game is insane i js know

#shes so hot omfgggggggg #i need her #shes so gender #UGHFHHFFHHFMDKDKD #knawing at the bars of my enclosure #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #blue eye samurai

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paulscunt · 1 year

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so fuckin upsetting how john never really performed seriously after the Beatles and it makes perfect sense because for 15 years he'd had paul and the others right next to him and knew how to do it with them there of fucking course he was terrified of performing after losing that

#knawing #scraming #j&p #john being a so so so sad boy

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babbling-babull · 4 months

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Imagine the emotional whiplash Bruce must be feeling. One minute Red Hood (Jason, his Jaylad.. His Son) is missing. Next thing you know the proximity alarm for the Cave goes off and Hood is Home (he came back. Bruce didn't fail him again).

And trailing just behind him is a oh so familiar shape. One that's been gone (dead) for almost a decade now. And Ace is green, and floating and his heart Hurts because what if this is just a hallucination and Jaylad *is* dead.

And then the talk of "Apparently the pit rage was the dead equivalent of punching somebody because you're touch starved"

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dc x dp crossover #dp x dc crossover #cathulhu writes #*knaws on this post*#cathulhu's faves

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foxevxid · 3 months

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y’all don’t understand,,,

i̶̧̖̹̹̖̲͕̤͇͈͑ͅ ̷̢̼̺͈̥̔̄́ñ̷̨̡̨͚͈̣̤͎̣͖̠̊̈́̌̌̄̄̑́̇ȇ̷̬̣̗̩̫̗̣͓́̒̀̈́̃̽̈́͋́̽́̓͜ͅe̷͈̮̖̤͈̮̝̬͚͉͋̏̀͛́̅̋̄̄̚͝͝d̸̫͚̣͙̺̮̯̂́́́͊͊ ̸͎̜̜̐̂̌̓̽͊̚ẗ̸̝͍̲͚̤̮̘̫̬͇̣̰́̏͑̚ŏ̶̡̞͕͇̲̖̪̝͚̞͔̭̞̄̂́͌͛̕ ̷̨͚̮̘̜̹̖̼̱̰̭͈̳̙̼̾̅͆̓̇̃̋̿̿̚͘͝d̵̦͔̻̤̈̾͆̂̀̈́ȩ̴̢̬͚̩̳̞̯͖̼̩̙̠̀͆̂͋̀̄͒̉̾͝ͅͅv̵͖̺͑̿̈́̓̿̈́͑̚o̷͕̘̣͎̙̖͂͛̈́͐̀̔u̵͎̼̬̞͋̊̀́̎̓̓̐̀̈̋͝r̶̡̻̝͈̝̦̙͕̳͖͈̥̎͌ ̵̢̨̮͈̳̻̍͋̚ṱ̷̡͚̬͓͖̩̜͍̺͈̞̘͉̿̈̓͋̇̅͑͑̕̚͘͝h̴̛͉̲͖̩̠͇̝̫͖̱̤̓̌́͑͊̄͐̈̚ę̴̭̤͋̂̒̑͌͝͠m̴̐̾̅͋̐͗͋̉̌͜,̵̛͚͕̂̍̓̓̄͛͐̕ͅ ̷̨̡͕̞͚̤͓͙͇̖̲̩͉̾̿̓͒̑͆͠ṕ̶͎̩͔̦̝̦̞̞͚̺̖ͅṟ̴̢̢̧̺̳͇̻͙̬̺̣̳͐̎̽͆̍̈̿̈͐̃͠i̸̮͚͔͍̖̩͚̙̠͈̦͙̾̈́͛̊͒̌̽͐̄̈̎͗̕ͅm̷̧̡̪̲̥͚̱̯̥͐͊̂̇̏́͋̀̌͐͘̚̕ȧ̶̠̬͓͖̣̀ͅĺ̴̬͇̹̖̳̥̜̝̲̖̫͎̂͛̉̅̒̑̉̔̾̚͝͠l̷̼̘̯͈̈̀̄͑̋͌͆̽͂͜y̸̢͈͔̳̓̀́̐̄͊͑̂̚͝,̶̧̢͔̘̱͖͈͈̦͓͒̇̏̄̾̀̀̏͜ͅ ̸̬̈̄ċ̴̢̡̰͕̱̬̻͎̙̺͉͛̓͒̾͊̏̐̄̎̂̓̚ḁ̷̢̮̺͍̟̺̘͓̫̬̅̒̊̅͜͠r̶̛̰͍̬͒̈́̊͒̉̓͋͋̂n̵̡͉̰̣̎͌̄͊̈̀͊̏̑̓̂̕̕͝a̵̟̲̜͍̹̩̗͛͒̍͗͐́̑̚̕͠͝ļ̸̼̫͎͔͔̼̱̤̬͕͔̳͉̼̄̽́͋͌́͆͑̽ļ̸̢̧̨̨̢̯̙̜̥̹̎̑̌͋̀͌͑y̸͙͚̑́̂̈́̊̅̎͘͘͝

#i need to devour them #i need him carnally #primally #ferally #foaming at the mouth #knawing at the bars of my enclosure #foxe rants #foxe speaks #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar smut #lucifer morningstar imagine #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar

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3cosmicfrogs · 5 months

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"There is love in me the likes of which you've never seen"

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iluvreid · 4 months

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I would let this man **** ** ******* ** ******

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #mgg #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x y/n #mgg pics #spencer reid x fem!reader #i need this man biblically #criminal minds smut #spencer reid edit #spencer reid criminal minds #dr spencer reid #professor reid #matthew gray gubler pics #matthew gray gubler #knawing at the bars of my enclosure #i need this man in my bed fr

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iceman-soup · 4 months

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ghost x soap

Of course it's fucking raining now that Soap and Ghost finally on leave. Sure, it's not unusual Scottish weather (they're staying in Johnny's small flat in Glasgow), and it's not like they were gonna do much today anyway, but still. It has them waking up in an already lazy mood, Simon shuffling to cuddle into his boyfriend closer and groaning.

The bed is too comfy and warm to get up, and Si doesn't want to move away from Soap's sleepy embrace. They're both conscious, quietly making incoherent noises of complaint at that fact back and forth at each other. Eventually, Johnny presses his lips to Ghost's forehead and rolls them over, sitting up on Simon's stomach to look out the window like a curious rabbit, then leaning down and littering his unmasked face with pecked kisses.

Simon laughs, running his hands through Soap's mohawk. Raindrops patter against the window as he flips them over again, hugging Soap tight then sitting up opposite him, pulling on a pair of comfy military-issued socks and one of his hoodies. The Sergeant sits up too, also pulling on one of Si's hoodies, and much fluffier socks with little skull prints all over them that Gaz had bought him as a gag gift which he ended up adoring.

"Mornin', love," Soap smiles, voice deep and groggy as he leans forward to rest his head on Ghost's chest, who hums in response and nuzzles his cheek against his hair. After a couple moments just sitting like that, the two reluctantly flop out of bed, padding their way over to the tiny kitchen before realising they barely have a scrap of food in the flat, only just having a few general ingredients and a small selection of tea and coffee.

Simon groans again, scanning the fridge as if something new is about to spawn in, before turning around, picking his boyfriend up and setting him on a counter, then passing him flour, eggs, milk and some oil, and getting out a frying pan for the stove.

"What're we making?" the shorter man asks, swinging his legs and playfully kicking Ghost whenever he gets in range.

"Secret," is the only reply he gets, but it's quickly obvious by the way Si mixes some flour, milk and two eggs together, creating a thin batter which he splashes into the pan, just about remembering to put oil in first so as to not completely fuck it all up. Then Chef Riley takes charge, and suddenly Johnny is being bossed around, ordered to get plates and get cutlery and cut up a lemon and put some caster sugar in a small bowl and set it out all pretty on the tiny dining table. In his own home, he complains lightheartedly.

The first pancake served is happily accepted by the Scot along with a quick kiss. The shit weather had only gotten worse, but that meant a perfect background noise for them to eat (although it did make conversation a little difficult). Once the batter is all used up, Ghost puts Soap on washing up duty, whilst he dries and puts everything away. And then it's essential to curl up on the sofa together, wrapped in one of Johnny's blankets, watching a randomly-selected war film and criticising even the slightest inaccuracies to make each other laugh.

#knawing on coffee tables PLEASE give me some requests #they can be x reader or ships IDC #i need requests pleasepleaseplease #on my knees begging. i'll suck cock if u want #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghoap #ghostsoap #soapghost #soap x ghost #ghoap fluff #ghost x soap #cod fluff

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shorlinesorrows · 12 days

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my jean & neil qpr agenda (part 1?)

after Neil orders the hit and Greyson becomes another Former Raven statistic for the media to go wild with, Jean ends up texting Neil. It's definitely not a thank you, but both of them know it kinda is (prob something like "you're an insufferable disease" lol)

They don't have contact for a while, but one day Neil reaches out by sending Jean the most atrocious multilingual French meme with "Kevin doesn't appreciate me or my humor, this is a hate crime"

It's sporadic from there, and maybe at one point they meet up while Neil and Andrew are on their summer road trip. Neil and Andrew end up in Colorado, and Jeremy, Cat, and Laila practically drag Jean there to see them (he'll deny that he had a good time, but he really did)

Andrew and Jean have a bizarre and interesting dynamic where they don't speak to each other often, but they eventually grow a mutual respect and shoot each other Looks about their "I'm Fine" partners. They don't mind just sitting in the same room and sharing space while they do their separate things.

When Jean and Jeremy start their pottery class, Jean takes to it like a fish to water.

He ends up majoring in Ceramics & Multimedia Art. Something about using his hands to create, rather than destroy.

He makes Neil a little exy racket charm for his keychain.

At one point, Jeremy makes a gc with Jean, Neil, Kevin, and Andrew on impulse. Jean "hates" it but doesn't leave the group chat. Andrew only stays in it because he can mute it, and it's useful for when they plan to meet up sometimes. It also makes Neil happy and it's not something he really minds

Jean also takes LOTS of pictures. With his phone, his friends' phones, a polaroid camera he gets as a gift from Cat, anything he can get his hands on. He hangs them up on his half of the room with Jeremy.

Eventually Jeremy and Jean do get separate rooms. They usually still sleep in the same room, but it's an important milestone for Jean and his recovery. Being able to have his own space, and know he's allowed to control who comes in it.

He decorates that room so much it's chaotic and beautiful and there's probably little pencil doodles on the wall next to his bed from when he can't sleep. He tends to draw daffodils :]

It becomes a bit of a tradition to meet Neil and Andrew every summer.

When they go pro, Jean and Neil end up on teams only a few hours' drive from each other. Neil and Andrew start on the same team, but the whole Minyard-Josten Rivalry is still a Thing because they're always shooting heated Russian at each other while "glaring" and no one else seems to realize it's their equivalent of flirting.

Jean thinks it's hilarious. He harasses Neil about it constantly.

Him and Kevin eventually mend their friendship, and they care about each other a lot.

Neil probably made the three of them matching "I survived Castle Evermore" shirts just to be a menace, and then Jean and Kevin have to make him swear that he'll never wear it in public.

Neil has a habit of just. Showing up at Jean's house and crashing sometimes.

Jeremy at one point jokes that he'll have to fight Neil for Jean's time in the future, but he's not really worried. They're happier when they spend time together. Jeremy and Andrew are chill with it.

When they meet up for the first time after a game between their pro teams, none of their teammates have any clue what's going on. Jean and Neil insult each other ferociously, but also can't seem to resist hip-checks and shoulder bumps and almost affectionate shoves.

Neil constantly sidles up to Jean and pretends like he doesn't know what he's doing. Jean usually responds by absently grabbing his hand so he knows where he is.

They are literally a cat and dog. Neil will deny that he's being caring or affectionate towards Jean all day long while actively attempting to be in Jean's space, and Jean practically perks up when Neil enters a room.

When their teams play against each other, they talk in French sometimes. Their checks are always a bit brutal (they know very well how far the other can be pushed before they break) but they help each other up at the end of quarters.

Jean is constantly antagonizing Neil by smiling and complimenting his striker skills while blocking him, and Neil is constantly taunting him with words that are plenty sharp, but never actually aimed for vital spots

Jean gets a service dog and Jeremy decides to name her Mr. Barkbark Flufferpants, following Andrew & Neil's naming scheme for their cats. They usually just call her "Mr."

When they make Court, the two of them practically live in each other's pockets.

Jeremy and Andrew watch both exasperatedly and amusedly (though Andrew just calls it annoyance when asked) as the two of them dance around their Big Queer Platonic Feelings

When they finally manage to actually communicate about it, it goes something like "Idk what's happening, I'm kinda obsessed with you but it is Not Romantic and I don't know what to do with that." And then "Oh thank hell, me too, I thought I was even weirder than I already am. Wanna go harrass the fbi together?" "No."

They become even more attached at the hip after that, can practically finish each other's sentences. It's like they freaking mind melded tbh.

At first Kevin gets worried that they're slipping into old habits from the Nest, especially Jean, but when he brings it up to Andrew and Jeremy, Andrew just goes "No, they're idiots." and Jeremy nods and says "I think they're in a honeymoon phase. If we see them slipping, we'll pull them out."

Kevin decides to wait and watch, and thankfully their relationship ends up being as healthy as Neil and Jean can be. There might be a little codependence going on, but they have other people and other grounding forces to help intervene if it seems to be unbalancing.

They both put each other on their emergency contacts list.

It's a common sight to find the two of them twisted into impossible positions together just doing their own things, Jean drawing, Neil watching reruns of Exy matches, whatever.

Their dynamic just becomes Jean, who genuinely grows up to be a pretty chill dude, and Neil, who's an absolute gremlin. Except they kinda absorb each other's personalities, so they're both little shits together. They fit.

There is definitely all sorts of weird conversations that they have at 2AM in little sleepovers they do together (sometimes with Kevin, Jeremy, or Andrew) because they never got that as kids.

I bet Neil mercilessly teases Jean for being allosexual, especially when he gets flustered (all in good fun, of course)

Jean just snarks back with a "shut up, I literally saw you look at Andrew like a besotted elderly man with his partner of fifty years like five minutes ago." Neil sticks out his tongue at him.

Jean actually can sometimes read the ways that Neil and Andrew show affection for each other because of how much time he spends around them, which leads to him occasionally getting confused when other people don't automatically Get It

Neil takes a while to warm up to Jeremy because he seems Too Nice, but once he does he helps Jeremy plan to absolutely torment Jean with silly little romantic gestures that make him flush all the way down to his neck

At one point Neil tries to get Jean to explain what it feels like to be sexually attracted to someone without knowing them really closely, and it leads to a really surprisingly deep conversation about attraction before it turns into neil making dick jokes.

Cat and Laila still keep in close contact with Jean, as well as Renee. They make sure to meet up as often as they can. Cat and Jean always go for a bike ride together and they all cook dinner as a group.

They're both cuddle monsters when in the right mood. They also have the convenient ability to fall asleep Anywhere when they feel safe. So finding them curled up together in weird places at home is pretty commonplace.

They're forever partners, not in the way that the world and the Nest tried to make them be, but in a way that they created themselves.

It doesn't have to be romantic to be special, and if anyone ever suggested that they should be in a romantic relationship, they would both look at that person with absolute judgement and disgust. This person interrupted their conversation. They were talking shit about someone. Neil is lounging in Jean's lap. Andrew is saying he hates them both, and Jeremy is cackling at it all while taking a low-res picture for Cat and Laila.

idk i have a Lot of thoughts and could keep going. (i might write a fic if anyone wants to read it, and I'll definitely write little snippets for myself if I get the time. )

#my qpr jean & neil agenda #all for the game #the sunshine court #aftg #neil josten #jean moreau #tsc #andrew minyard #thoughts #tsc spoilers #jeremy knox #KNAWING THE BARS OF MY ENCLOUSURE #listen they give me brainrot and I can't find the Exact dynamic i want on ao3 so i have to write about it #(also this is all written with absoutely no hate to the romantic jeaneil folks yall are doing amazing i'm so proud of you)#anyway also a cursory reminder that queerplatonic relationships are personal and vary from person to person!#They're very very cool and can look very different!#qpr concepts #qpr

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konigsblog · 6 months

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tw: stepcest, non-con/rape, intoxication, manipulation, toxic!simon, age gap (reader is early 20s, simon is mid thirties)

stepbro!simon who's a mean bastard. with no morals, and the only thing stopping him from taking you whenever he wishes being the law. yet, that mentality doesn't last very long, when he has you drunk — so drunk you can't even think straight for yourself, raping your swollen cunt on repeat for hours. so much built up sexual frustration. this was everything he'd wanted, everything he'd wanted to do to his annoying, dumb stepsister. he desired and fantasied of this moment for so long, that even after cumming deep inside your hole for the third time, he couldn't pull out. no, not just yet.

with a cigarette between his teeth so he can ignore the stress of people figuring out how disgusting he is, and the sensation of your pulsing walls around his fat, meaty cock — he felt as if he was in heaven. eyes rolled back and eyebrows furrowed, moving your limp figure to the rhythm of his hips smacking into you. “dirty. fuckin’. thing’...” he spat, speaking through gritted teeth while smacking into you with force. your body jolted, and when you squirmed and sobbed out hopelessly, he gripped the back of your hair and pulled it tightly, forcing your back to arch whilst keeping you restrained. “tha’s a girl... takin’ this cock like ya’ were made fir’ it...” he grumbles, eyes shut tightly while rocking his broad hips against you roughly.

“uh-uh--quit cryin’, dollface. ya’ know you’r enjoyin’ it, pretty girl.” you cry and weep, panting weakly. you feel so numb and sore, with blood on your thighs, almost dry from being used for ages. “such a good stepsister, ain’t’cha, slag!?” he yells beside your ear, causing you to throb and squeeze around him tightly. you nod meekly, eyes closed in an attempt to ignore the pressure of your immoral stepbrother. inhumane.

stepbro!simon also, adores pulling you around with him. he loves being risky, especially when he knows that people would slut shame and degrade you for sleeping with your stepbrother. he almost wants people to know. so when the 141 meet you, his larger and calloused hand takes yours and wraps around his shaft beneath the table at a bar. you jump at the heat, the thickness, the wetness. although hidden, you're on edge and trying to avoid the way your panties are absolutely soaked in your slick. and he's nonchalant and chill about it — because he knows that he'll get the benefit of the doubt, that people won't care as much as they care about a slutty, needy stepsister...

stepbro!simon who absolutely hates your guts when you come home drunk. you're not supposed to drink without him. only he can rape and take advantage of you in your drunken state. so after ploughing into you ruthlessly and mercilessly, he leaves you with his cum rolling out your slit, and your eyes puffy from crying. while he smokes a cigarette, he'll jerk off to the sight of your shaking body, cumming all up your back and ordering you to perform something for him as compensation for getting him all worried and riled up. perhaps by using some toys?

stepbro!simon will 100% tease you, as you're so easy to rile up and get all pissy. so he can fuck that pretty mouth while muttering, “jus’ puttin’ a better use for tha’ pretty mouth.” and slapping you between breathers, before restricting your breathing by pinching your nose, shoving and stuffing his massive cock down your throat, leaving you with a raspy, strained voice. listening to you attempt to scream out hoarsely and plea for ‘no more’ as he continues with his assault. ;3

#absolutely growling out loudly #knawing at the iron bars of my cage #the things i'd ALLOW step bro simon to do to me #tw: stepcest #tw: noncon #tw: rape #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #mw2 ghost #ghost call of duty #ghost mwii #ghost x reader #orla speaks #cod #call of duty

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onlinehorseproblems · 6 months

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I don't understand the "starkid only does hatchetfield musicals 😡" train. Because if i were lang brothers???

i would also make multiple musicals and readings of the different aus involving my OCs, like Oh you liked the coffee shop au?? haha just wait till you see the catboy au

#starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #lang brothers #matt lang #nick lang #team starkid #ocs #me and my buddy with our npmd au for our ocs we have been knawing at like rabid hounds on a bone #hey melissa #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #the guy who didn't like musicals #Also never hearing any hatchfield slander ever again because I have been a starkid fan since 2009 #and My favorite musical has been the same for 12 years until october #and i've watched it 22 times

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kalopsianess · 5 months

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everyday i think about curt's fond, soft, endeared smile in reaction to Cynthia's delighted "is that owen? THANK GOD"