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guys. guys say hi to joey :-) my courier six (also known as the sunflower courier) he is SO silly!!!!and stupid.and naive.but very very nice
#crypt collection#oc: Joey#fallout new vegas#fallout#fallout oc#fallout nv oc#fnv oc#courier six#courier 6#fnv courier#fnv courier six
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Ask 1: Some cute/funny Raven x Legion content
Ask 2: Springy prank anyone, but be careful so you don't die if you pick like the wrong person to scare-
Ask 3: Chris is gonna give Raven a gift in secret but sees Raven and Legion together and probably would eye twitch and nearly attack from being so frustrated but probably is caught off gaurd my Springy and acts like nothing happened and he is clueless to Chris's whole deal.
Ask 4: Merfeld(Spelled it wrong) and Joey spend time together and meet captain(oc), Probably both scream
Ask 5: Love you friend/Platonic
(Phew, sorry for too long buddy, was a bit busy etc.)
Ask 1-3: :> cute third frame
[Springy :3]
Ask 2: Lol :>
Ask 4: Melfi, Joey and Captain :>
[on le distance...]
Ask 5: ^^ 💜💜💜
#trollge#trollge incidents#ask omg#oc: springy#oc: Melfi#not my oc#oc: raven#oc: chris#oc: joey#oc: Captain
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Joseph "Joey" Harris-Ruiz
Submission for @wrixie's Juliana!
The Basics:
-> Human; He/Him (and Trans!)
-> Bisexual Disaster
-> Born in Moonwood Mill, but his parents divorced when he was like 5, so he floated between there and Selvadorada. Currently he's just vibing, not settled to any one place.
-> Young Adult (irl probably like 28 y.o.)
Details below the cut! ↓
Joey's traits are: Loves the Outdoors, Loner, and Hotheaded. He has also has two additional traits (from self-discovery): Good + Maker.
I used CC pretty sparingly; most of the stuff he wears is from the horse pack. I have the Wonderful Whims mod as well, and his preferences have been set with that! Just clarifying, for funsies: his mom lives in Selvadorada and his dad is from Moonwood Mill.
-> His current aspiration is: Outdoor Enthusiast. He has completed the Master Maker aspiration already and currently works as a freelance crafter.
-> Education: He dropped out of high school and has yet to finish... he might never go back. Who knows!
-> His likes include: Alternative and Retro music (he has the music taste of a middle-aged dad). His favorite color is orange. His hobbies include handiness, cooking, fishing, gardening, singing, and playing guitar. He likes hearing people's deep thoughts, complaints, and joking around (he is a huuuuuge smartass who copes and deflects with humor and sarcasm, unfortunately). His favorite kind of sims are argumentative, cerebral, nature enthusiasts.
-> His dislikes include: DJ Booth, Electronica, and Disco music. If it's related to school or academics, you can guarantee that he hates it lmao: i.e. writing or research and debate. Small talk makes his skin crawl. He doesn't like deception, gossip, or long-ass stories. Super spirited or high energy sims stress him out.
-> Some fun facts include: Joey is an only child. He's a really good cook, which surprises people! He hates his smile (his mom used to call him "Bunny" because of his front teeth, so closed-mouth smiles only unless he's super comfortable around you). The real story behind how he lost his eye and got some pretty heinous scars is that he had a bad run-in with a wild fox when he was a kid working on his dad's farm - he gets annoyed when people ask unsolicited though, so he usually makes up stupid stories before telling them the truth. He started transitioning when he was 13: his mom was very supportive but his dad...not so much (they're still amicable though). Despite growing up in Moonwood Mill, he barely knows anything about occults lmao. He's very observant and has been told he's a good kisser!
Note: He has some bonus traits from gameplay and an array of skills. His current desire for having a child is set to "Neutral." If Lumpinou's LGBTQ+ mod is being used his settings are bisexual/biromantic, alloromantic/allosexual, and transgender: did voice therapy, did hormone replacement therapy, had top surgery (has not elected to have bottom surgery).
Private DL if chosen!
#julianasBC#juggling juliana#ts4 bachelorette challenge#sim submission#wrixie#simblr#ts4#Joey Harris-Ruiz#oc: Joey
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Yosef Pattinson; 27, ( He/Him) Aspiring Graphic Designer
Yosef is Ashayaa’s first real relationship. They met while Ashayaa was out with Stevie running errands. They hit it off pretty quickly, which led to Yosef being around more and introduced to the family.
Yosef grew up in San Myshuno with his grandparents because his parents were too busy to raise him. Yosef never had to want for anything or even work to hard because his parents took care of that. Anything he ever wanted was handed to him on a silver platter. No matter what he was given, he was lonely missing his parents love and their presence. As he got older, Yosef started to talking to Joey an imaginary figure who kept him from being lonely. As the years went by Joey became more than just a figment of Yosef imagination. Joey started to take over Yosef body and mind, making him do things that Yosef would never do himself.
When Ashayaa and Yosef met, it was never a coincidence. Yosef and Joey have been watching her on campus for months before approaching her. Joey wanted her for himself and constantly would take over Yosef’s mind to be able to interact with Ashayaa. Yosef didn’t mind because he liked Ashayaa and thought she was beautiful but everything changed when she gotten pregnant.
Joey decided that she was his and she needed to be with him 24/7. This created a battle between Joey and Yosef because he knew joey was plotting something dangerous. Yosef started to act like an assholee to Ashayaa trying to keep her away from him because he knew joey would do something crazy. What Yosef doesn’t know is Joey has been taking over his mind right before he goes to sleep, and stalking Ashayaa around campus, watching and plotting.
@astoldbychae pray for my girl 😩🙏🏾
#ts4#ts4 gameplay#simblr#sims 4 gameplay#ts4 story#oc: Yosef#oc: Joey#He really do fit the role because everywhere ashayaa goes he pops up😭#my girl just wanna be loved#Stevie been catching on to whats going on#Ashayaa is lowkey the definition of delulu lmao#LA VITA VA AVANTI
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Thank you sm for tagging me, lovelies! @josephseedismyfather @inafieldofdaisies @socially-awkward-skeleton @direwombat @clicheantagonist ! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡
So Big news - Started doing some drawing again!! Not much just working on files I already had opened, but I did start a new Cricket drawing because I really wanted to draw them in the gta style :D
Aah, the hardest part of any Monday.. Picking out ONE song for Music Monday, lmao. Adding two because I can, and I listen to a lot of music when I'm doing creative projects :P
And for the last line tag! I've decided to call this lil piece, 'Zašto'
slight tw for violence/gore in case anyone needs it!
A total of twelve shots rang through the area as Niko towered over Darko's lifeless figure. The blood-soaked tableau before him was a testament to their shared anguish; rain melding seamlessly with the crimson horror—a haunting masterpiece of brutal indifference.
Niko sneered at his fallen comrade: "You piece of shit!" Hot anger burned through him like molten lava. "That was for everyone!" Niko exhaled vehemently, the world swallowing his anguish whole:
"THAT WAS FOR ME."
Taglist (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ | @socially-awkward-skeleton@cassietrn@inafieldofdaisies@voidika@afarcry5fromstraight@vampireninjabunnies-blog@captastra@v0idbuggy@derelictheretic@poisonedtruth@florbelles@detectivelokis@beeutifulllov3r@fly-amanitaa@oreo-orca (Like this post to be added to the taglist! 💙 )
sorry for double tags!! (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
#wip#thank you everyone for the tags! :D#wip: zašto#(though I think I'm finished- if anyone would like to beta read maybe? ;w; )#david's art#david writes#tagged#oc: cricket#oc: ljubica#oc: joey#oc: camilla#niko bellic#darko brevic
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Based on that one video of the pufferfish lol.
@tomster1274
Funny thing I forgot how I drew Joey as I haven't drawn him in FOREVER so I kinda forgot what he looked like so drew him from memory.
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A whole buncha OC doodles 💙
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woe! joey be upon thee
#i missed drawing him. he's one of my fave ocs and he deserves more art#oc: joey#also i have a foam suit base of him that i need to finish but. furring is my least favorite part of fursuit making and also i have 0 room#image#my art#furry art#anthro art#nanuqsaurus#deinonychus#dinosaur#fursona#oc#original character#lineart
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How would your ocs react to Mandy?
J.J do you have that second form? (The tall one in the background of his song?)
Legion: *Mocking Bf* "Short, I'm way taller than you lol"
Joey: *gets out of the water the size of a freaking great white Shork* "Hey sorry to interrupt heh, I was suppose to hang out with Raven"
Legion:...
Bf:....
Bf: *Smugly* Taller huh?
Legion: Shut it...
Ask 1:
Ask 2:
Ask 3:
#the trollge files#trollge files#the trollge files j.j#trollge files j.j#the trollge files legion#trollge files legion#the trollge files oc#trollge files oc#my oc#oc: trollo#oc: nycky#oc: pen#oc: chef#oc: fluffy#not my oc#oc: joey#the trollge files bf#trollge files bf#lefans asks
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playing fo4 again!
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Your courier facts NOW 🔫
OKAY!!!!!!!!
he is THE number one sunset sarsaparilla fan. literally he drinks it religiously. he literally based his new identity on a sunset sarsaparilla ad when he left goodsprings
like he saw that ^ and went "o_o he is literally me" and decided to be a cowboy
he has the animal friend perk.he loves animals. hes illiterate but he loves to draw and he carries around a sketchbook filled with drawings of all the animals hes ever met. he likes to use watercolour the most b/c it stays dry in his bag and its super compact and easy to carry
he loves shiny things. shiny ANYTHING, in fact. notices something sticking out of the ground thats vaguely interesting??hes picking that bitch up and taking it with him
have i mentioned he went from courier to cowboy? b/c yea. woke up from goodsprings not remembering anything, being a nobody, and decided to build himself up from nothing into a something :)
he also cuts his own hair..which is why he has a bunch of longer strands just sticking out. not the neatest thing in the world, but thats ok
#it talks#oc: Joey#fallout new vegas#oh yea babby more joey facts coming right at ye#sorry if some sentences dont make sense im kinda sick#and cant be arsed to proofread
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well cool i guess im attached to grace’s brother now
#DAMMIT#he's getting killed no matter what it's important but now im upset about it#emily.txt#oc: joey#oc: grace
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Joey: People who sleep without socks on are weird.
Reys: People who sleep WITH socks on are weird.
Hyun: People who sleep are weird.
Tony: I was a sock once.
#oc#res's ocs#res stfu and sleep#OC: Joey#res’s incorrect oc quotes#OC: Reys#incorrect oc quotes#OC: Hyun#incorrect quotes#game ocs#OC: Tony/Tora
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Yan!Farm-boy x Reader
'City Boys ain't worth nothin'
18+ Minors DNI
Warnings: Smut, NON-CON, mentions of exs, p-in-v sex, mentions of religon, mentions of conservatives, bondage, mentions of marriage, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of divorce, female and male genitalia, female reader, pet names, sub-par writing of southern accent.
(AN: Had fun with this one!)
Sitting on your porch, you sip from a cup of sweet tea provided by your lovely Aunt May, when you hear the sound of a truck approaching. A cloud of dust can be seen flying up from the dirt road as the beaten-up yellow pick up from the McCall farm rolls up the edge of your aunt's driveway. A freckle faced, redheaded boy parks the car, and hops out, his face and arms already red from having been working in the sun all day. You huff, but call out to your aunt. "Aunt May! That McCall boy's here!" You yell, a twinge of annoyance in your voice.
Ever since your parents split up, you moved from the city to live with your aunt May in this godforsaken hick town. You've always seen yourself as a city-girl, and just the thought of spending even a month on some dusty farm in the middle of nowhere made you want to gag. Despite the fact you've been here for several months now, the feeling has not gone away. Aunt May is nice, but you miss your friends, and you would rather die than go to another country-bumpkin harvest festival or Sunday service. Your predicament isn't helped by Joey McCall, the youngest son of the McCall family. From what you've gathered, the McCall's have been the largest family in this county for years. While not necessarily rich, they are well-known as salt-of-the-earth people, always willing to help. The McCall family has six kids, with the oldest four already married and starting their own families in the county. It seems that's Joey's goal too.
Everyday, even before you arrived in town, Joey was hired as a farmhand for your aunt, tending to animals and mucking the horses. He took pride in his work, and it only furthered his position as a town darling. When you arrived, despite your arrogance and clear disgust at your new life, he feels that you just need to see how great it is to live in a community like this. Joey hadn't really ever felt anything serious for the girls from town, and some would even say he didn't seem like the romantic type. This was far from the truth, as it was plain as day what he wanted when he would go doe-eyed at the preachers sermons on marriage, and god's purpose for it. He hasn't relented since he met you. Flowers, offering you baked goods, offering to do your chores, whatever you need to get him on your good side. Frankly, you can't stand him. It's not that you hate him persay, but you want nothing to do with this community of red-necks, and you would NEVER sink so low as kissing one of these country bumpkins sons.
Joey hops up the porch with a grin, adjusting the strap of his overalls as he approaches you. 'Aunt May, please hurry up and give him his chores already!' You think, trying to suppress rolling your eyes. "Mornin', stranger!" He teases. "It's a nice morning, sun's not too hot neither..." You nod, trying to simply wait out the conversation. He waits for you to speak, and when you don't, he sighs, but is happy to do the talking. "I'm glad I ran into you, I hadn't seen ya the last few times I visited. I-I sure hope you're not avoidin' me!" He laughs awkwardly, his grin faltering a little when you don't deny that this was your intention. He clears his throat, and quickly turns around, grabbing something from his back pocket. He thrusts his hand out, and a bundle of mixed flowers and weeds rests in it, still covered in dirt. You look disgusted at the half-dead bouquet.
"I don't want that." You say. His hand shakes a little, and he rubs the back of his neck with his free-hand. "Yeah, I understand. I was actually riding Maisie this morning, and by the time I saw these out in the field, she'd trampled right over em' with her hooves." He tosses the bouquet away over the porch, and it falls apart immediately upon impact with the ground. "It was stupid a' me to think ya'd like em'. Worth a shot though!" You open your mouth to retort, but before you can your aunt finally comes to the porch.
"Mornin' Ma'am!" Joey greets, and she responds sweetly, before pointing out a few things round the farm from her spot on the porch she'd like him to get done. He nods, and after grabbing the toolbox he'd always leave by the stairs, he sets off. You decide you've had enough off outside for today, and head back inside, placing your now empty glass on the counter.
Several hours go by, and as you flick through the channels on the tv, (most of which are static due to the terrible signal out here), you hear your aunt call you from the kitchen. As you enter, you can see she's finishing preparing lunch, a salad bowl to her left and a knife in her hand. Her free hands steadies some lettuce on the cutting board. "Hiya kiddo', how's your day been so far?" She asks. You don't hate your aunt, and lie to protect her feelings. "Fine. Just fine." You lean against the counter. "That poor McCall boy has been out there all mornin', hasn't even come in to ask for a glass of water." She sighs. You roll your eyes. "Be a dear and bring him this sandwich, would ya?" You want to say no more than anything, but when your aunt raises her brow and gives you that look, you quickly take the plate and scurry out to the barn.
As you approach, the sound of hammering and heavy breathing can be heard. As you enter, you see Joey trying to patch the gate on one of the horse-stalls. It seems he sent the horses out into the field, as the barn is empty save for you and him. "My aunt wanted you to have some lunch." You say coldly, placing the plate on top of a turned-over bucket which you considered to be the only place clean enough for it. Joey looks up, eyes wide in appreciation. "Well, thank ya' very much! I'll admit, I've been getting might hungry sittin' out here tryna' fix this darned gate." He huffs. He thinks it's a problem with the hinge. You let out a 'hmm', in response, and begin to leave, when Joey abruptly hops up and grabs your wrist. As soon as he sees your face change to one of disgust and shock, he recoils.
"Sorry to spook ya', I just wanted to ask you something before ya' ran of like ya' always do..." He places the hammer down, and his hands come to fidget at his side. "There's a party being held soon, outside the church. It's a picnic on the lawn sorta' thing, we have one every year. It's a real big deal." You raise an eyebrow. "I guess what I'm tryna' ask is if you'd considering going with me? I could show ya' around, help you meet some of the other townsfolk. Hell' ya' could even meet my sisters! I bet ya'd get along swell." His smile become shy, his freckle disappearing into his skin as a bright red blush covers his face. He hopes you think it's just a sunburn. You sigh, and shake your head. "I'm sorry, Joey. I don't think so..." You say. He frowns, but quickly nods. "Nah, I get it. It's kind of a big event. Maybe we could start with something smaller, maybe just the two of us? Say- I know a real nice spot north of the creek, I could take ya down there, a-and we could-" You let out a loud groan, and stomp your foot.
"No, Joey! It's not that I don't want trampled flowers, or I don't want to go to some big event with all you hick's, it's that I don't want you!" You exclaim. His face falls immediately, that light in his eyes extinguished like squashing one of the fire flies you'd see in the fields on a hot evening. "What..." He mumbles, shaking his head a little. "I don't want to date some small-town guy, okay! I don't even want to be in this town. I have a life back in the city, where I belong. Shit, I've got a BOYFRIEND!" You yell. His sadness at your rejection falls for a minute, and he seems to freeze his panicked breaths. "Ya- Ya' gotta' beau already?" He asks, his voice trembling as he swallows heavily. "A beau? What the hell does that mean, some kind of country talk? Yes, I have a boyfriend, and a very handsome one from the city at that." You sneer, turning your nose up at the boy.
"He pretty?" Joey mumbles, licking his lips as his gaze falls to the floor. You raise an eyebrow at the odd question. "Yes, he's very handsome." You respond. "S' got a lotta' money?" He asks. You nod again, not bringing yourself to be able to speak at Joeys sudden change in demeanor. When Joey does finally look up again, his face is no longer blushing red, but red with shame and embarrassment. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes. "W-well, it ain't gonna work out. I know how boys from the city are. They only want one thing from girls... that's what the preacher says." He points out the barn door. "You know Peggy, from the grocery store? She went and ran off with a boy from the city once. H-he knocked her up and left her alone, no where else to go. She came back to town, and she eventually married my brother Samuel. She always says he's the best thing that happened to her. He saved her..." Joey whimpers, his fist trembling at his side. You scoff. "Please, boys from the city have plenty to offer-" He cuts you off. "MORE THAN ME?!" He yells, a sob cracking his voice. "Have you done it with your pretty beau? Has he made you feel good?" You gasp, shocked at his vulgar question. "I don't have to tell you that..." You exclaim. "I'm not asking, I'm tellin' you to tell me." His voice is now filled with an equal tone of contempt, though you don't think it's direct at you, but rather the image of your boyfriend he's conjured up in his head. "He has. We've had sex before, he was my first." You say, swallowing nervously as you try to stand your ground.
"Then lemme ask you one more thing..." Joey huffs. "Is he gonna' marry you? Get ya' a nice house, some pretty dresses, keep ya' safe?" You shrug. "Uh, we're only twenty, we don't need to think about that." Joey shakes his head. "Cause'... Cause' that's what I'd do for ya'. Get you a nice ring, somethin' to match all your pretty dresses and clothes from the city. I'd build ya' a house right on my ma and pa's land, make sure we're still close to the family, but still give us some privacy..." He swallows harshly, taking a few steps towards you. "But most of all, I'd make sure you were safe, safe from any city boy who'd try to get off in ya' and then leave." He's now only a few inches from you. "And I intend to do that." He whispers.
You gasp as his calloused hands grab your wrists, turning you around to face the barn wall. He frees one of his hands up and moves to the stall door he was working on, bumping it open with his hips and shutting it behind the two of you. "L-Let go you brute! Get off of me!" You yell. He rips the red patterned bandanna he usually wears around his neck to keep the sun off, and quickly shoves the cloth in between your pretty, soft lips. As you try to kick, your feet only seem to bounce off the boys firm chest. "That's one thing about us farm boys, we're pretty strong. Firm, ya' know?" He whispers. He forces you to turn over, and you sit on the floor of the stall with your back to the wooden wall of the barn. Joey fumbles around, looking for something. His hand brushes across a rough rope for leading the horses mixed into the hay of the stall, and in just a few moments your hands are bound up to a horse feeder, just above your head. You whine through the gag, tears beginning to fall down your face. He shakes his head.
"Nah, c'mon now... don't cry. It's gonna be okay, I promise ya'." He whispers, brushing away one of your tears with the pad of his thumb. "Don't be scared, I'm not gonna do anything that hurts ya', I just wanna prove to you how good I can be. I realise, I can give you all the things that I said earlier, but... but I know the one thing that city boys have given you." Your eyes widen when you understand his words. He smiles softly. "I know the pastor says we should wait till' marriage, but I kinda need to convince ya' to marry me, and I know now to do that I have to prove that I can give everything some city boy can, and more." His hand comes to rest on your knee, before he uses the palm of his hand to bunch up the fabric of your pink skirt, now smudged with dirt. "Sorry about the location, didn't want anyone to see us. I-I'll buy ya' another dress after this, one even prettier, okay?" He says. Hiking up your skirt, your trembling thighs are visible to him, and the sheer lace of your panties allows him to see you without even taking them off. "Wow, I've never seen something as pretty as this..." His fingers trace the top of the lace, brushing your outer lips slightly. Despite your fear, the contact with a sensitive spot makes you whimper through the makeshift gag. "Maybe I don't wanna get ya' a new dress, maybe I want to see ya' in more of these." He laughs a little, rubbing the back of his neck.
His rough hands try to pull down the fabric around your womanhood, though your resistance makes it hard. Eventually, he groans and simply rips the lace in two, tucking it into the pocket of his overalls. "Surely, since this is damaged now, ya' won't need it." He mumbles. He toys with just the fabric in his hands for a moment, his curiosity evident, before he turns back to you. "I'm gonna get a look at ya', okay? See what exactly a pretty girl like you is workin' with." He roughly slots himself in between your knees, making closing them impossible. His large fingers part your folds, giving him a full view of your moist, aroused pussy. He bites his lip, letting out what can only be described as whimper. "G-geez, darlin'. This is definently better than them' health videos they used to show us in the schoolhouse..." He sighs. Joey's face falls for a moment, suddenly insecure.
"I guess you'll be wanting to see me now, too." He removes one hand from your inner thigh, and unclasps the shoulder straps of his overalls. "I-I'll admit, I know there's a little more to all this, but I only really know the basics, so I'm gonna show ya' what I know how to do. Rest assured though, I'm a quick learner." He stammers. His hand is shaking, and it takes several seconds for him to even undo one button on his overalls. Eventually, they fall, resting just below his wait. He lifts his button up shirt slightly, revealing a pair of briefs, and a very prominent bulge. He blushes as he looks down at it, and your eyes widen at the size. "Y'know, I've never had to deal with these before I met ya'. But, sometimes I go home and thinkin' of you is the only way to get em' to go away." His face is even redder with shame. He pulls the briefs down, allowing his cock to spring free. It's thick, and veiny. Somehow, it's freckled, much like his face. He spits into his hand, shivering as he rubs it down his length. "Sorry I don't have something better than my spit. I know it's kinda' gross, but, we are doin' it in a barn." He pulls his hips forward a little, rubbing the tip of his cock against your entrance, which against your will is now soaked with arousal. "See, I've already got you wet, I can do whatever that boyfriend back home can do for ya'." He says.
"Listen, I know ya'd said you've had sex with him, but I know it can still hurt a little. So, I promise to be real gentle with ya'." He stroke your face with his free hand, and presses his chapped lips to your forehead in a tender kiss. "I'll never get over how much softer you are than me..." He whispers. He begins to hump his manhood against your entrance, biting his lips each time he angles away from you instead of penetrating. "Huh, this is a lil' harder than I thought..." He seems upset at the idea he is under-performing. He takes his hand, and with a solid grip on his member, he pushes the tip just past your hymen, making you squeak into the gag. Before he's even fully got the tip in, his legs are shaking at the feeling. "Oh... Oh lord..." He stammers, fighting the urge to put himself in you all at once. He musters all his strength to pull out, then go back in, just a touch deeper this time. After a few thrusts, he's almost bottomed out in you. Despite your shaking head, your pleas for him to stop, muffled by the gag, soon turn to wanton moans. He places his hands against your hips, allowing him to work himself in and out of you. "God, you're so wet, a-and it's tight... God, didn't know you'd be this tight." He shakes his head though, and leans forward. "Not bad though, not a bad thing, darlin'. You feel so good around me, do I make you feel good too?" In a moment of weakness you nod, prompting him to grin widely. He's so overwhelmed in the moment, from the pleasure and happiness, that his eyes begin to swell with tears. He quickens his pace, almost sobbing now. "My pretty darlin', taking me so well. Making me feel so good, such a good girl. Not city boy could give you what ya' need, not like me..." He huffs. He angles his hips up just a bit, so his tip smacks against a spot deep inside you.
At this, you practically convulse, making him continue once he notices your reaction. "I'll make you finish, don't worry. That's what a good beau does, makes you finish..." He groans, his pace now rapid as he hammers at that spot. Both you can him feel a coil forming in your stomachs, ready to burst. "Hah, I think I'm gonna cum to, you wanna' come together?" His minds fills with thoughts as he thinks more on this while chasing his high. "I already said I-I would marry ya', build ya' a house. We could add on an extra room, for a baby." Your eyes widen in panic at the thought. "Don't worry, I wouldn't leave ya' if you got pregnant from this. That's what that city boy did to Peggy, remember?" He moans. "I'd help ya' the whole way. Build our little one a crib, get them clothes, and I'll bet you'd still be beautiful, if your worried about that." He assures you. You can feel his cock twitching inside you, as as the coil inside you bursts, you feel yourself cumming around him. He gags, inhaling a breath at the feeling. Soon, you feel him convulsing to, a warm liquid filling your caverns as he groans. "God, you're milking me, taking all my seed. So good for me... C'mon baby, just let me stay in a little more, fill ya' up." He groans. After a few seconds, he finally pulls out, and pants, wiping some sweat from his brow. He makes sure to close your legs, wanting to keep in all the seed. He chuckles a little. "Y'know, I'm sure that seed'll take pretty quick... my dad says all the McCall boys are fertile..." He pauses .
"That's why I've got so many siblings."
#reader insert#tw.dark content#tw.yandere#x reader#yandere#yandere content#yandere fanfiction#yandere oc#yandere boy#yandere farmer#tw.religion#tw.breeding#tw.noncon#oc Joey#yandere farmboy
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WIP WHENEVER + LAST LINE TAG!
Thank you sm lovelies @8bitpizzacoupons @josephseedismyfather and @poisonedtruth for the tags! 💙 °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
PHEW! So I actually have some stuff to post! ( ´ ▿ ` ) Still having a hard time coping with my health declining, but the best serotonin boost is always drawing your OCs, so here's another doodle of my New Vegas courier, Joey! ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝
one day I'll reinstall fnv and figure out how to mod it jsdjskfhkj
Still also doing a bunch of quizzes and picrews, might make new character+ship/otp banners too :P
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, the last line of my rewrite of the gtaiv mission, 'that special someone'
The question festered in Niko's marrow: "Because of what?!" Their two beings shared damnation, intertwined like tortured seraphim. The grim shadow of falsehood spat on Niko's visage in response: "Because of shit!" A bitter song demanding acknowledgement from the unforgiving heavens, "Lies! Fucking lies!" Darko continued to howl, now turning and spitting in Roman's face, who defensively raised his hands while taking a few paces back from the crazed man.
Outrage surged through Niko like an inferno untamed, "So that makes it okay?!" desperately seeking sense in Darko's perfidy. In pitiful and feeble bewilderment, "To stab your friends in the back?!"
Darko sighed out a nihilistic proclamation: "When everything you believe is shown to be shit, you make strange choices, I guess." Anguish-laden curses escaped Niko's lips as futility gnawed at his sanity like a starving beast.
"Fuck you!"
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I forgot to say but fun fact! Joey and Mandy are married, they had been married before and after being a Trollge so yeah, They are a official ship with my ocs 🤍 💛
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