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not now kitten, daddy's about to have a mental breakdown from seeing the prices at the grocery store

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JOEL MILLER LOVER NATION RISEEEEEEEE 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣

HAPPY ALMOST BORKDAY ABBY

can we have “That’s so unfair!” “What’s unfair?” “You can’t just do that without warning me!” + any character of your choosing hehehe

kaye!!!! thank you for requesting something!! i've chose this prompt to be for Joel Miller because he is my favorite old man <3

It was quick, something you didn't really think through. Honestly, you didn't think it through at all. The urge inside of you had been building up for weeks, hell, even months now. Continuous patrols would do that to you. Daily eight hour shifts of sitting next to him, staring at those gorgeous brown eyes and imagining how that salt and paper scruff would feel against your skin. Now you were finding out how it felt.

The scruff was lightly poking around your mouth, sending shivers of excitement through your body. You felt his hands move up your back, the touch barely noticeable due to the heavy coat you wore. Your hands were pressed to the front of his own coat, one starting to grip around the collar. It was better than you had ever dreamed.

"That's unfair," Joel whispered when you broke a part.

There was a small smirk on his face. You smiled at him, deciding to throw on a innocent facade.

"What's unfair?" You asked while gripping the collar of his coat.

"Can't jus' do that without warning me," Joel pressed his forehead to yours, nose nudging yours.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while," you whispered.

One of Joel's gloved hands came up to cup your jaw. He tilted your head up, those rich brown eyes staring into yours. His eyes flicked down to your lips for a moment, wishing he would have gone out on a limb and kissed you first, if only he hadn't chickened out weeks ago.

Joel normally wasn't a chicken with anything. Fatherhood was the last thing he remembered being a chicken about. Worried about everything little thing that could go wrong. And now here he was in his fifties feeling the same level of anxiety over someone who was almost half his age. God, he was too damn old to be feeling this way.

"Me too," Joel whispered before pressing his lips to yours once more.

i hope you all enjoyed my first little Joel piece!! i have more in the works for my favorite dilf!!! don't forget to send more blurbs in!!

birthday weekend blurb event

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you stopped scrolling , just to look at my humble little post. you are so beautiful

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the lobotomy was a failure. tgey trued to scoop that thang out and it bit them cause it lovesme too much to leave

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bolcked. unfallowed.

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you know you've been awake too long when closing your eyes gets scary. like man i'm actually trying to get some sleep now why am i in the meat realm.

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”Never ignore your gut feelings!” my gut feelings tell me that Freddy Fazbear is outside of my door at night

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IM FEELING ILL

Oops brain got left to its own devices again

needy!Gojo can’t get enough.

warnings: smut, 18+ only (minors not for you); fingering, afab!reader, subby gojo maybe if you squint and close one eye

All mistakes are my own, not beta’d.

Divider by @cafekitsune 🤍

“C’monnnn, baby…” his voice like honey in your ears, breath hot against your jaw, “doesn’t it feel so good?”

A soft whine tumbles from your lips, the room suddenly feeling 10 degrees hotter than it had just moments ago when you’d slung the blanket into your lap.

“S-satoru,” you whine, legs betraying you by falling open to make more room for his hand.

He chuckles, the puff of warm air on your neck sends a shiver down your spine.

15 minutes. 15 goddamn minutes was all you had asked for. Just enough time to finish the project you’d been desperately trying to finish over the last few days—with no help from your insatiable boyfriend.

Next it’s his teeth that sink into your pulse point, causing you to groan and your eyebrows to pull together—eyes starting to jumble all the words on the screen as you do your best to keep your focus.

“Miss you so much…miss feelin’ this pretty lil pussy round my fingers…” his words are slurred, lazy—pussy drunk already and he’s barely started.

“Satoru we just had sex last night,” you bit back at him, your fingers pushing extra buttons on the keyboard as the pads of his fingers push a little bit harder onto your clit.

He nods, a mock pout painting his lips as he kisses the now inflamed area of your skin.

“mhm, ‘zactly. too long.” His fingers slide down from your clit to your entrance, circling slowly to gather your wetness on his fingertips.

You open your mouth to retort but the words are stolen from your lips as his thick middle finger slides inside of you. Satoru matches your moan as he feels the way your cunt flutters around him from the intrusion.

Head falling back against the couch, your eyes flutter closed as he slowly fucks you open with just his one finger—laptop forgotten as it slides off the arm of the couch and onto the end table beside it.

Satoru watches your expresses with a slack jaw, groaning again at the way you roll your hips against his hand when he adds his second finger. His thumb gently teases your clit as his fingers find that perfect spot inside your cunt.

The moans are getting louder and he’s losing his patience.

“Please, baby,” he begs, lips finding your jaw and trailing sloppy kisses along it, “please, please, please—gotta fuck you. might die if I don’t.”

The desperation in his voice mixed with his flair for the dramatics makes you chuckle a little—tongue darting out to wet your drying lips. You hum, turning your face lazily to look at him and chuckling even more. The man looks more fucked out than you and he hasn’t even been touched.

Your hand reaches up, squeezing his cheeks in a way that makes his lips jut out. You lean in to kiss him, both of you moaning into one another’s mouths as they work so slowly yet deliberately against each other.

“Make me cum, baby,” you whisper against his lips, “and then I’ll consider fucking you.”

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amber-kun my musubae

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what do you mean hes fictional. i need him

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I am unfortunately just like other guys. I like trashy horror, dog poems, cannibalism as a metaphor for obsessive devotion, religious imagery, people who use my name in a sentence, academic validation, lying for fun, being bisexual and bleeding out in the snow.

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WERE SO BACK DAWG

Oops I did it again….

Listen, I can’t help it. My brain is a big fat slut and I haven’t been able to get high sex with suguru out of my brain and so now you all must suffer with me <3

pairing: Suguru Geto x afab!reader

warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), cunnilingus, unprotected p in v sex, marijuana usage, curse words, mmmmmmmm I think that’s it 🥰

Not beta’d, all mistakes are my own.

Divider: @/cafekitsune 🤍

“O-oh..” you gasp softly. It comes out more like a song than words.

A bass tone rumbles between your legs, coming from your boyfriend who chuckles before he places another soft lick to your clit.

“Y’so fuckin’ cute. You know that?” He hums, his large hands rubbing up and down the expanse of your thighs.

The marijuana has your body feeling ethereal—like you’re floating on a breeze that cradles your body softly. Not to mention the way Suguru treats your body—like a delicate sculpture that might break if he’s too rough with it.

You loved him like this.

The nights when he’d tug your hair and whisper filth into your ear were incredible too, but there was something about the high that brought out a side of him that made you feel like he was praying at the altar of your body.

The pads of his fingers gently circle your clit as his mouth finds yours again—tongue gaining entry immediately upon prodding at your lips. You can feel your brows furrow together as you tangle your hands in his hair, reciprocating the lazy kiss.

Moments like these it’s hard to tell where you end and he begins.

A soft hum of a long forgotten show lulls in the background of your morning. Your hips slowly rock against his fingers as they move in a slow rhythm.

When Suguru pulls away it takes a moment for you to realize his lips aren’t on yours anymore as they fall into a sad pout. Opening your eyes, you’re met his grinning face as he looks you over. His eyes are a light pink color—rivaled only by the blush on his cheeks.

“Feels good, baby?”

The pout on your face deepens as your hands wrap around his biceps, doing whatever you can to anchor yourself to reality.

“Then why do you look so sad, sweet girl?” He chuckles a bit, leaning down to kiss the scrunch between your eyebrows.

You want to answer—to tell him about how you need more, you need all of him—but it’s difficult to muster a sentence with the way his fingers slide down and tease your slick entrance.

“Don’t worry. I know what you need. Always know what you need.”

His lips fall to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses in their wake as he moves toward your chest. The bed shifts slightly as he moves his body over yours. A soft hum escapes your chest as your eyes flutter closed again—body thrumming with excitement as you feel his tip notch against your folds.

“S’okay,” he licks his lips, eyes catching yours as they slowly blink open, “I can’t get enough of this sweet lil pussy either.”

Your gasp is harsh and his groan is guttural as he finally pushes inside your heat. The way you flutter around him immediately makes his head spin a little more than it already was.

Shaky hands slide up his arms, cupping his face as you mewl and whine at the feeling of his cock dragging along your soft walls. His head lulls a bit, his face turns to press a soft kiss to the inside of your wrist, teeth gently sinking into the skin right after.

“So good, Sugu…” you sigh, wrapping your thighs around his waist.

A beat passes before his lips find yours again, whimpers and whines being passed back and forth like secrets into the mouth of one another.

Sex with Suguru was something else entirely—a league of its own.

Sex with Suguru after sharing a blunt? The closest you’ve ever come to seeing God.

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