#AWOOOOOGA AWOOOGA

[suugarbabe]

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firefighter!mattheo riddle

also inspired by this au by @suugarbabe

[idrawweirdstuffnominors]

could i request josh getting his hair pulled during sex? your writing is genuinely so good.

(AWOOOOOGA AWOOOGA BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK RUFF

Title:"Something new

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Josh was pacing again, gesturing with both hands like he was delivering some kind of TED Talk no one asked for.

“They butchered the whole arc. It’s not even about narrative payoff anymore, it’s just—just derivative trash written by AI with a lobotomy.” He scoffed, then spun around to face you, eyes flashing. “You can’t honestly say you liked it.”

You didn’t answer. You were too busy watching the way his hair bounced, loose strands falling into his eyes, his mouth all twisted and furious and alive. God, he was beautiful when he got like this—arrogant and wound-up and way too close.

You stood slowly, letting the silence stretch until he turned toward you again. “What?” he snapped, then faltered a little when he saw your expression.

You stepped into his space, fingers sliding into his messy curls. He froze.

“I liked it,” you said, low and quiet. “But I like this more.”

You tugged.

Josh gasped. A full, shaky exhale broke from his mouth—almost a whimper—his body going still against yours like someone had hit a switch. You tugged again, just hard enough to tilt his head back, just enough to see his pupils blow wide.

“You always talk so much,” you murmured. “But you shut up real quick when someone gets their hands in your hair.”

“I—shut up,” he managed, voice wrecked and shaky, grabbing your waist like he didn’t know whether to pull you closer or push you away. “I’m not—just because it’s—ngh—”

Another pull, slow and deliberate, and Josh shuddered, the sound he made half-snarl, half-desperate moan.

“Still wanna lecture me?” you asked, smiling.

His eyes fluttered closed. “Not… right now.”

And for once, Josh wasn’t talking.

Josh was breathing hard now, jaw clenched, hands flexing against your hips like he was trying to keep control of something fast slipping away.

You leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear. “You like it when I pull your hair, huh?”

“Shut up,” he bit back, but it didn’t land—not with his voice breaking like that. Not with the way he arched into you when you fisted his curls again and gave a slow, possessive tug.

He made a noise then—raw, helpless—and you felt his grip tighten like he couldn’t help it. You pushed him gently back, guiding him until the backs of his knees hit the edge of the bed. He sat, dazed, glaring up at you through flushed cheeks and disheveled strands, his whole chest rising and falling too fast.

“You’re such a pain in the ass,” you murmured, straddling him. “But look at you now. All that attitude, and I barely have to touch you to ruin you.”

“I’m not—” His protest died in his throat when you ground your hips down against him. He was already hard, twitching under the pressure, his breath catching like you’d punched the wind out of him.

You tugged again—harder this time—and his head tipped back, mouth falling open with a cracked, guttural moan.

“Jesus fuck,” he hissed. “Do that again—”

You didn’t make him ask twice. One hand stayed tangled in his hair, the other sliding under his shirt, dragging fingernails down his stomach until he shivered. Every muscle in him was tense, like he couldn’t decide if he was fighting you or clinging to you.

And maybe he didn’t know either.

“You always need something to hold onto, don’t you?” you whispered against his throat. “Something real. Someone who doesn’t leave.”

His breath hitched. The cockiness slipped.

“Hey,” you said softly, loosening your grip just enough to cradle the back of his head. “You’re not too much for me, Josh. You never were.”

He opened his mouth—maybe to argue, maybe to beg—but all that came out was your name. Small. Shaky.

You kissed him before he could spiral. Hard, deep, wet—his whole body melted against yours like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. And when you reached between you and palmed him through his jeans, he broke against your mouth with a whimper that sounded a lot like surrender. You undid his jeans only to be met with Josh's length. It sprang out flushed, twitching pre beading at the tip. It was a cute sight seeing how hard and desperate it was.

He kissed you like he was trying to shut himself up, to drown the panic in his gut with the heat between your thighs. His hands were clumsy at first—too eager, too tight—but when you tangled your fingers in his hair again and pulled, he groaned into your mouth like it hurt and helped at the same time. Josh felt his bravado riase in him again.

“You’re such a goddamn smartass,” he breathed, shoving your shirt up roughly, voice low and cracking. “But you don’t talk back when I’ve got you like this, huh?”

You arched up beneath him, smirking—just enough to set him off. He growled yanking your panties to the side, lined himself up, and pushed inside you in one hard thrust.

“Josh—!” You gasped eyes shut tightly as you shuddered—face pressed into his sweaty neck.

“Yeah?” His breath hitched, buried to the hilt, arms shaking as he held himself over you. “What’s the matter now? Too full to talk shit?”

You opened your mouth, maybe to push back, maybe to praise him, but he was already moving—snapping his hips into you, every thrust fueled by the frantic, frustrated storm in his chest. The air was thick with the slap of skin and the sound of his breath catching—then breaking—every time you moaned.

His hair was a mess. His cheeks were flushed. His glasses were long gone, tossed somewhere across the room.

You pulled him down by the curls, kissed him hard, and he whimpered into it. Actually whimpered.

“God, you feel—” He slammed into you again, jaw clenched like he was trying to hold something in. “It’s too much. I can’t—fuck, I need you.”

“You’ve got me,” you whispered, wrapping your legs tighter around him. “I’m not going anywhere.”

That broke something in him. His rhythm stuttered—hips still moving, but less angry now, more desperate. His forehead dropped to yours. He was breathing you in like it was the only thing keeping him grounded.

“Don’t say that unless you mean it,” he whispered. “You don’t get to leave me like everyone else.”

“I won’t,” you promised, kissing his temple, his cheek, his mouth. “I won’t.”

Josh came with a ragged cry, buried deep inside you, whole body tensing like he was about to shatter and didn’t care if he did—as long as it was with you.

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Afterward, he didn’t pull away. He stayed on top of you, face tucked into your neck, arms locked tight around your waist like you might disappear if he let go.

“I don’t do this,” he muttered against your skin, too tired to sound defensive.

“I know.”

“I don’t need anyone.”

You kissed the top of his head. “I know.”

He went quiet. Then, softly—so soft you barely caught it:

“But I need you.”

You held him until the tension left his shoulders, until his breathing slowed, until the only thing left was the weight of him in your arms—and the quiet understanding that, for once, he didn’t have to fight to be loved.

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[unexplained-events]

Jumping on the "sexualizing the unexplained events admin" bandwagon. Awoooooga awoooga

I needed this

[miz-chase]

That shit makes me feel extra gay

Bloody boxing wife staggered on the shoulder of super-femme, super-competent, super-confident wife?

Cartoon wolf goes awoooga awoooooga

[videnoirs]

men with double chins make me go awoooga. awoooooga

[generationshowfall-lostexe]

hey mark can you make sure hetch sees this? AWOOOGA A HOTTIE BODY AWOOOOOGA ARK ARK WOOF BARK BARK

Hi anon!! 👋👋 I uh. I can try?? Why did you become a dog

#Illdomybest #Thanksfortheask

[chickennest]

AWOOOGA BARK BARK BARK BARK AWF AWF AWFIF4O ofe ofq roe Aaw AWOOOOOG

COME HOME LEUVILLETTE C6 AWOOOOOGA

COME HERE GRANDPA

[gerard-slayyyyy]

rip queen liz, she never got to see this picture of gerard way

[enby-keith]

Me: idk what my type is. Lots of girls are pretty.

Also me, every single time I see a goth girl:

[steve-keychain]

Pirate Jackie AWOOOOOGA AWOOOGA

[honeylavendermilktea]

i’m so obsessed with probiotic drinks like i see kombucha and there are hearts in my eyes. i see a probiotic yogurt drink and my heart is beating so aggressively you can see it come out of my chest like a cartoon man. i see probiotic juice and i go awoooooga awoooga 😍😍

[appri-dot]

u just make ocs and then release them onto the world and with them, the flood of ppl going *train whistle* *eyes pop out of skull* *jaw drops to the floor* AWOOOGA AWOOOOOGA

[g0d-f34rz-m3]

*cums everywhere*

i forgot how fucking awoooga korekiyo is like.

HUMMINA HUMMINA AWOOOOOGA

[shirley-fizz-grenadine]

AWOOOGA AWOOOGA AWOOOOOGA

[gwessing]

Whoa you're a horse racer AND a dinosaur? AWOOOGA AWOOOOOGA BOIOIOIOIIIING *eyes bulge out of head* *pants like a dog* *hits self with oversized mallet 10 times*