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I WANNA CHANGE MY THEME SO BAD LIKE I LOVE THE OLIVIA/PURPLE THEME BUT IM SO BORED OF ITTTTT😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

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masterlist for characters & au’s ⸝⸝ ˎˊ˗

❝ bob reynolds ❞

𑣲 bob as a bf 𑣲 panty thief 𑣲 texts with bob

❝ mark grayson au’s ❞

𑣲 himbo mark 𑣲 himbo mark texts

❝ new girl au ❞

𑣲 au intro

❝ readers ❞

𑣲 preacher’s daughter.ᐟreader

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୨ . ⁺ 🦢 ゙   ׂ 𝒯𝐸𝒳𝒯𝒮 𝒲𝐼𝒯𝐻 𝐵𝜗𝜚𝐵 𝑅𝐸𝒴𝒩𝜗𝜚𝐿𝒟𝒮 ᭕ ˚ . ᯇ ៹ ྅

letters from me: im working on a rhett fic rn so heres this while i finish that up!!

[chrlisangels]

OH OH OH I LOVE THISSS

PROFESSOR DONALDSON

♡ pairing: married professor!art x student!reader

♡ summary: art has a thing for one of his students and when he confides to his best friend about it, he sees her at the same bar.

♡ warnings / tags: smut, age gap (30s, early 20s), thigh riding, cheating, patrick being a wingman. MDNI! wc: 1.4k

♡ author's note: this has been in my drafts since april… sorry 😔

ART MASTERLIST ♡ 5K MASTERLIST

art knew that every part of his attraction towards you was wrong— not only was he a married man with a daughter, over ten years your senior, but the worst part was that he was your professor.

but every time you walked into the room, it was as if his eyes were pulled to you by a magnetic force; the way your smile showed off the dimples that looked hand-carved to your cheeks, how it seemed that the sun always seemed to find your eyes and make specifically them brighter than anything else in the room, your hand raising to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, showing the same pair of pearl earrings you wore every day. it was like everything was slow-motion when you walked into the room, like the melodic sound of your laughter tuned out every other noise.

not only that, but you were one of his brightest students; always writing down notes, a serene smile on your face as your eyes flickered from him to your notebook - he doesn't think you've ever even yawned during one of his lessons. sometimes, after class was over, you'd walk up to his desk, art's eyes widening as you cocked your head to the side with a genuine smile on your lips, and even though his ears started buzzing the moment you said something to him, he could read your lips enough to know you were complimenting his class, art offering a shy chuckle and a shake of his head with a quiet thanks.

at this point, though, art was just ready to admit defeat; he knew that it was wrong for him to have such thoughts about you, such feelings towards you, but he couldn't help it. so as long as he didn't do anything about it, he'd be fine. he was a grown man, he had self-control.

"so." patrick clapped his hands on the hardwood counter of the bar as he settled down next to art, ordering the same thing as his blonde friend had gotten, whiskey on the rocks. "what did you call me here for? doubt it's to party." he said, taking a sip of his drink, "tell uncle patrick."

art took off his glasses, rubbing the corners of his eyes with his thumb and index finger, placing the lenses down on the counter, and downing his whiskey in one large swig, tapping the edge of the glass to signify he wanted a refill, letting out an exasperated sigh, all the while patrick looked at his friend with widened eyes.

"what do i do..." art mussed up his hair, his lips pursed, "if i'm... attracted to someone i really shouldn't be?" patrick turned to look at art with narrowed eyes, letting out a soft chuckle; he saw the guilty in art's eyes, and immediately knew. "you have a crush on one of your students, don't you?"

art's eyes nearly bulged out of his eyes as he looked around, as if someone had told his deepest, darkest, secret to patrick; but the man simply chuckled, "dude, it's fine to have crushes on your students, just as long as you don't act on them."

but art couldn't hear a single word patrick was saying; because as soon as you spotted art, you smiled, lifting your hand up, waving at the man; and before he could pretend that he didn't see you, you had started walking over. "shit." he mumbled under his breath, catching patrick's attention. "what?" "that's her." "your little cr- YEOUCH!" art kicked patrick's foot under the table, interrupting the other man's sentence just as you got to the bar.

"i didn't expect to see you here, mr. donaldson." you chuckled softly, seeing the tight smile on art's lips. you tilted your head to the side as the man scratched the back of his head, "i could say the same." "i'm patrick." the black-haired man you'd noticed was accompanying your professor, and you turned to look at him, looking the man up and down, sizing him up with narrowed eyes, before telling him your own name. "i should go, my friends are gonna join me soon."

"ye-" "no, no. you should stay and have a drink with us while you wait for your friends." patrick grinned, stopping art's attempt from getting you to leave them. "is that alright with you, mr. donaldson?" you asked with a coy smile, the man clearing his throat, trying his best not to look at your cleavage, or how your skirt had slightly ridden up. "yes, that's fine. and, uh, you can call me art, since we're not on campus."

"alright, art." your lips curled up, and the way his name rolled out of your mouth so smoothly, the way your plump lips looked as you said it caused a twitch in his trousers as you pulled back a stool, sitting down next to art.

it was like talking to an old friend, like talking to someone art had known his entire life. one drink after another, the conversation between you two just… flowed. you didn't even notice when patrick slipped away, or even when your hand moved itself to art's thigh after a joke he'd told you had made you nearly keel over in laughter.

patrick did, though; the man was watching it all go down from a slight distance away, leaning against a jukebox, swirling around the in his glass of whiskey; a priceless grin on his face as soon as your lips connected with art's, only widening when he saw you two stumble into the women's bathroom of the shitty dive bar.

'don't shit where you eat' is what you told your friends every time they told you about some coworker they had a thing for; it was never a good idea to hook up with someone you knew you wouldn't be able to avoid. but as your professor out of all people sucked your nipple into his mouth, he might as well have sucked all the common sense out of your brain. you arched into him as art's hands slid up your skirt, his large, callouses hands gripping your thighs as you straddled his thigh.

"oh, god, mr. donaldson…" the term slipping out of your mouth without you even realizing, the man letting your nipple out of his mouth with a wet pop! as he looked up at you, your cheeks starting to feel warm with embarrassment.

but when you looked down at art, he had a small grin playing on his lips as he moved you on his thigh, the friction causing electricity to run through your veins as you felt the wet patch in your panties growing.

you rubbed art through his trousers, the man letting out a whine as he continued moving you as you ground down on his muscular thigh.

even though you were both still half-dressed, the pleasure you got just from the way art moved you on his thigh was heavenly, one of his hands squeezing the fat of your ass.

the drinks you'd had made every sensation feel so much better, every pulse of pleasure… the bathroom was filled with the sound of your mingled breaths, with your lewd moans, the pleasure in your abdomen building up and building up…

until finally it all crashed down, pleasure flooding through your entire body, your pussy clenching around nothing as your orgasm crashed through your body.

that was the moment art knew that he was screwed; because as he watched you come undone on his thigh, no part of him felt guilty. only thing he could think about was how beautiful you looked in that moment, and how he was the one to make you feel that way.

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hi bby!! if you wanna, list 5 things that make you happy then put this in the ask box of 10 people ( or however many you want ) who liked or reblogged something from you!

ahh thank you for the ask :3

now for 5 things that make me happy!!

beyonce (well music in general but yeah)

comic books

funko pops

the movie theater

face timing my boyfriend <3

[chrlisangels]

ITS ME AND MY 4 UNFINISHED FICS AGAINIST THE WORLD 😔🥀 mark grayson sex tape you will forever be in my heart

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OMGG thanks for tagging meee <3

currently reading: the seven husbands of evelyn hugo

last song: heated by beyonce

last film: top gun maverick

last series: love island

salty / sweet / savory: sweet

tea or coffee: tea

working on: a new expansion of my new girl au, trying to figure out which outfit to wear to n2 of the cowboy carter tour, and trying to fit all of the stuff i bought into my suitcase

ahh tagging people is so scary but im tagging (no pressure!!): @fae-of-prey @allhailbuckybarnes

TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW MORE

tried to reblog the original post but it was gone so here we are i guess. thanks for tagging me leigh!!!!! @poemeater <3 i love you to pluto and back come kiss me now

currently reading: nothing actually. walk of shame

last song: man in the mirror — michael jackson

last film: captain america brave new world

last series: new girl season 3, mha season 2 (rewatch), wbk s2

sweet/savory/salty?: savory + salty!!! but i would give up both kidneys for some cinnamon sugar pretzels rn

tea or coffee: tea always

working on: packing to move states in july, weeding through some rough friendships that no longer serve me, picking up guitar again, and. well. kinktober ‘25

no pressure tags 🤍 @carminechrollo @admiringlove @madaqueue @cheralith @bouqette @mochiqa @mosskissed @storiesoflilies @toadba @tokeposts @hiraethwrote sorry if you’ve been tagged i tried to choose people i haven’t tagged in awhile/at all hehe

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me sitting in this fuck ass concert line acting as if i don’t care that im actively running off of 5 hours of sleep

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my boyfriend just bought me pizza at 5am cause we woke up to the people above us fucking SO FREAKING LOUD LIKE SHUSHHHH (i hate staying on hotels) but its okay cause we’re seeing beyonce today and thats all that matters and i mean we’re in paris but still beyonce!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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now introducing… preacher’s daughter.ᐟreader

† incredibly naive due to how much her parents shelter her. loves helping her father around church. was always warned to stay away from the abbot boys. TEMPTATION wrapped up in a bow just for rhett abbot (well in his mind at least). can almost always be found by the willow tree next to her father’s church. mothers around the church absolutely adore her always saying that she would make a good wife to their sons. rhetts favorite nickname for her is doe cause he says she timid like a baby deer.

† practically begged rhett to teach her how to ride a horse.loves helping the younger kids in bible study. almost always scolding rhett when is cusses around her cause its a sin. owns a pet bunny her dad barely allowed. is almost always wearing dresses. very soft spoken. hates when rhett smokes around her (she also wants to try it but thats her little secret). has very little friends outside of church cause her parents think their bad influences.

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i love love island so much but i swear some of you guys take it way to seriously like why are we turning huda’s young daughter into a meme just cause you don’t like her mom? like that’s just weirdo behavior, you cannot say huda’s bad than turn around and post a random kid that has no involvement in her moms behavior cause that makes you just as bad as her!!!!

not to metion its getting a little misogynistic..? like i get not liking her because she has been rude to alot of the girls for no reason but when your truly just wishing pain against her thats when its just being taken way to far and its just misogyny. like why do you want to see a women suffering why do you want to see this women cry over a fucking love show where half of these people suck ass like some of these people hate huda more than austin whens austins a racist ass trumpie like..? you can let the trumpie grow on you because hes the “nicest guy in the villa” but you hate this women so much you are wanting her baby daddy to come on the show right before casa amor so both him and jeremiah can come back with girls and show her that no one wants her (a actual tiktok i saw word for word)

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this is so good omgg im actually in love 😔

 “I only survive on the thought that I get to see you again.” His head dipped between your collarbone and neck, resting there as his breath warmed your body up again. His hands wrapped around your body, tears lightly falling into his feathered hair as you let him in again. Opening up the spot in your heart that would have been empty without him. “I can’t lose you.” His voice was breathy, hearse as if these were his last words to you. “I won’t lose you.” 

had me screaminggggg

Everything Screams Your Name ☆

Mark Grayson has to go. He had to leave, but at the cost of you.

content & warnings — mark grayson x reader , angst (sorry)  word count — 1.4 k  author's note — this has been in the works for a while now so I hope you all like it !! this was supposed to be a drabble about lovebombing but it kinda just turned into a sad dump of words soo... !The title was supposed to be “This City Screams Your Name” as a Taylor Swift ref but it didnt go 💔 alobyu guys !! 

Everything felt like love bombing with him. Nights of extreme emotions, peaks of your relationship with him. Nights where the two of you seemed conjoined, incapable of doing anything that you couldn’t do in tandem. Spending every waking moment together and staying up into the sun rose just to savor every single fleeting moment you had with him. Mark watched you talk to his mom as if she was an old friend, setting the table with her as you went on about colleges and scholarships. Even his mother loved you. Well, everyone loved you. Mark was never special in that sentiment. 

 Debbie walked past Mark’s room, stopping as she heard the noise seeping through the cracked door. Your laughter filled the second floor of their house like it had once before. When Mark hadn’t been burdened with his powers, when childhood innocence was the only thing anyone had to worry about protecting. 

 You were his ‘normal’. 

 The person who would always offer to pick him up from his job and take him out to the drive in movie theater to get his mind off of everything. The one person who answered at two o’clock in the morning and laid on the cold bathroom tile floors when he couldn’t fall asleep after a mission. Patching up wounds felt like deja vu for the times you put bandaids on his knees after baseball or the times he cut himself doing something his mother told him not to do. Every little thing led you back to Mark—every place seemed like a memory flooding back to you. Pulling you in like a riptide attempting to drown you. 

 And then he was gone but invincible was always there. Invincible was the man you had to see every day. The man who wasn’t just yours, but the world’s. 

 As if the tide had taken Mark, only returning him once the world was burning back down. All of the memories seem to leave with him, leaving you in a world that seemed to lose it’s color. Walking through the grey halls alone over and over, and heading home to lock yourself in your room. Dinner with friends, none of which actually knew who Mark really was to you. All under the impression that he love bombs and ends up disappearing once again. As if he could only take your love in small bites, unable to swallow actually falling in love with you like a normal teenager. Your family thought the same, always attempting to shove it into your face that you didn’t date the quarterback from school or the family friend that was already on track to an ivy league college. 

 It was constant. 

 “You know you really shouldn’t depend on Mark so much for your happiness” Your mother poked at the food on her plate, impaling grilled chicken with her fork. “Can we not talk about this?” Your head cocked to the side. “I don’t see why it’s off limits. Every time he goes on these trips you get like this.” Your mother scoffed, taking a sip of water to wet her lips before continuing to ruin dinner. “It’s as if you feel the need to ruin everyone else’s night just because your little boyfriend is doing something with his life.” You dropped your fork on your plate, picking it up and walking off. You could hear indistinct yelling coming out of your mother, a natural calling of hers. You quietly closed your door—making sure it wouldn’t slam so she wouldn’t have something else to add into the next argument the two of you had. The plate dropped onto your desk, the ceramic giving a sharp clink against the wooden surface. 

 Your body faceplanted onto your comforter, your stuffed animals slightly jolted up into the air as your body made the mattress curve under you. As you rolled over the palms of your hands met your eyes. The first sob that escaped came out softly—as if you attempted to hold back only for the shadows that covered your room. The second seemed to brew in your throat, a sob that seemed like it had been a long time coming. Every emotion seemed to resurface like the tears that traced a path down your face, collecting into the divots of your palms. Your room was surrounded by him—gifts from him, polaroids of him, even the lego flowers that the two of you had made. It was as if you had to turn every corner and check if he was there, always feeling his presence lurking around. How much he followed you even if he was never there. 

 The only sound that followed the sobs that seemed so familiar when you thought about him was another sound only associated with the fabled Mark Grayson. The light knocks at your window, causing your eyes to peek out from your palms. Your wrist swiped across your face, the skin sticking to the friction of your arm causing your skin to tickle even more, the red matching the bloodshot eyes he also gave you. 

 It felt like second nature to run to him. To open the window in the dead of night just to know that his pulse was there. That Mark Grayson was in your room and suddenly you felt as if energy surged through your body. Mark was here, his body seemed to transfer its warmth to yours—finally allowing that familiar sensation of heat tingling your cheeks. 

 “Hey,” his hand rose into your hair, pulling you in even closer as your arms  tightened around his chest. “I’ve missed you too, baby” That name. The one he had picked up after your first date, one that echoed through every hall as he called it. 

 Before you could realize it, you felt yourself pulling away from him. Your body going against your brain—you knew what you had to do. You knew everyone was right. Right about the loneliness that trailed right behind you, stealing you into its darkness as soon as your light seemed to disappear. Your body turned away, arms crossed as you walked toward your bed once again. 

 His arm reached out, grasping at the excess fabric of your t-shirt and giving you the slightest tug towards him. “You were gone for two months, Mark. Two months.” Your hands echoed as they made impact on your  thighs, tears bubbling up on your lash line once again. “You know how much happens in two months?” His breath hitched as he stared at you. Life had gone by without him. He had missed two months of your life—of Debbie’s life that he could never get back. “I’m sorry. You know i’m sorry- right?” His grip on you tightened—eyes giving a familiar cry for forgiveness. The way his eyes were raw—searching for something that gave even a hint of forgiveness. His brows stitched together, almost giving a shadow to his eyes giving something else to hide behind. 

 You were one of the only people he quivered in front of, begging for mercy. Finally understanding how his enemies felt, kneeling in front of him and crying out for forgiveness. As if he needed to plead at your feet. 

 He couldn’t lose you. He couldn’t bear one more weight on his shoulders—another life that he had lost because of invincible. A life that Mark Grayson needed to survive that invincible had almost stolen from him. He couldn’t. . . He wouldn’t allow himself to add you to that tally. 

 “I don’t know if I can do this anymore, Mark.” Your arms hugged your body, more space opening up between your bodies. The warmth seeming to disappear, a cold breeze flowing in through your window. “I don’t want to stay up every night, praying to whoever is up there in the sky with you that i’ll get to see you again.” You felt the tears tracing your cheeks, his hand shooting up immediately to make them disappear. 

 “Please.” His hands moved to cup your face—attempting to trace every curve and feature. Forcing an image of you in his head, even if he did lose you he would never forget your face. The way your nose curved and every freckle on your cheeks. “I love you, and I don’t want to miss another second of your life. Our life, again.” 

 “I only survive on the thought that I get to see you again.” His head dipped between your collarbone and neck, resting there as his breath warmed your body up again. His hands wrapped around your body, tears lightly falling into his feathered hair as you let him in again. Opening up the spot in your heart that would have been empty without him. “I can’t lose you.” His voice was breathy, hearse as if these were his last words to you. “I won’t lose you.” 

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happy fathers day indeed

Guys

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happy father’s day to lewis pullman cause if i could get the chance id make him a father almost immediately

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snoopy is my spirit animal idc like thats me if i was a cartoon dog

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𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐅

WARNINGS .ᐟ.. smut, male masterbation, bobs sorta a perv but reader doesn’t mind, fem reader,

LEI LEI’S NOTES .ᐟ.. english isnt my first language, this is set in my new girl au btw!!, im just learning how to write smut so please give me some grace 🙏🏽, i didn’t know where to end this off so😔

since moving in with the boys you’ve learned they all have ‘jobs’ around the house like pete does the dishes, joaquin takes out the trash, and bob does the laundry. you’ve volunteered to do your own laundry but bob declined saying he didn’t mind and he didn’t like he DEFINITELYYYYY didn’t mind cause it means free rain to your panties and i mean he’s not a perv!! well..not really its not like he’s doing anything disgusting with them.

well he wasn’t doing anything disgusting at first but c’mon can you blame a guy? he’s had so much restraint but he just wants your so bad and he’ll take you anyway he can have you even if its just jerking off while your panties are wrapped around his cock, plus its not like you’ll notice a few pairs are gone, you have so many!

he’s pumping his hand up and down as your panties create such a delicious friction that almost has him cumming in seconds. “please lemme cum ..need it.” he whimpers out begging as if your even there to even give him permission, soon enough bob felt the pressure in his stomach snap, coating his lower abdomen in his white, sticky cum which has his movements stilling as he takes a deep breath to calm himself that doesn’t last long though cause suddenly the door handles turning and he unfortunately sees your the one walking in.

“hey bob i was wondering if you’ve seen my unde- OH MY GOD im sorry im so so sorry.” you ramble out and you know your should probably turn around but he looks so pretty i mean his abs, his sweat covered face, and- wait are those your panties? “oh my god..your the reason all of my panties are going missing! you fucking pervert!” you accuse and that has bob internally panicking as he covers himself with the blanket, “no no its not what it looks like i swear!” he rambles out, his voice all panicked i mean besides the fact he probably just ruined any chance of you liking him you could tell pete and joaquin about it than he would lose some of his best friends.

“oh really? well it looks like you have my underwear wrapped around your dick while jerking off like a little perv.” the tone of your voice has bob practically doing a double take, you don’t sound mad at him you almost sound like your teasing him, do you like that he stole your underwear? bob thinks no nuh uh you couldn’t i mean what he did was wrong! but your face is saying a different story as a smile graces your lips.

“is that why you didn’t want me doing my own laundry?” you tease with a small giggle which bob gives a shy nod to, “thought so…mm your pretty like this robert, you know that? all sweaty and fucked out looking.” bobs cheeks redden at your words as if they weren’t already red enough.

he lets out a small laugh “your pretty-“ you cut him off with a kiss, its starts out soft and sweet but it eventually becomes sloppy and heated as the both of you get desperate. after awhile you pulled away from the kiss which causes bob to let out a desperate while, keeping your forehead and nose pressed to his. “you should probably go get cleaned up before pete and joaquin get back.” you mutter which bob just nods to, too dazed to speak.

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TYSM FOR 1K NOTES ON THIS !!

𝐁𝐎𝐁 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐅

constantly following you around the tower like a lost puppy to the point the other avengers start just assuming he’s always where ever you are. (he usually is)

“is your little puppy with you? its usually the time me and him train.” bucky asks as he walks into the common room.

“why do you always assume he’s with me?!?” you practically cut yourself off mid sentence with a laugh “but no he’s not, he’s in that beanbag thingy reading that new book yelena bought him.”

bucky nods “ya know that’s really surprising right?” you cut off his laugh with a throw pillow to his face.

he’s not new to relationships, i mean he had a few back in florida but this is the first one he’s completely sober for, one he wants to last so bad cause he loves you much.

he’s such a clingy person, not in a bad way just a he wants to consume you whole being way. like cant sleep without him being in your arms or vice versa.

“bobbb” you groan as you try to push him off you to no avai, “wake up baby! we need to get up for training..” you trail off.

“be quiet and stop moving please, ya know im trying to sleep here!” bob mumbles his voice all groggy.

you let out a soft groan leaning you head back against the pillow before continuing to try to push him off (the sentry strength sucks ass when it comes to trying to get him off) “bob seriously i love you and your clingy self but we seriously need to get up before john comes in here again like last time to get us up.”

“you my pillow sweetheart and pillows don’t talk so shushh..”

loves cooking for you well he cooks for the team but he doesn’t do it because the team loves his cooking and they lowkey expect it but he does it because he knows how happy it makes you.

he totally just buys you flowers for no reason! theres this cute flower shop that’s down the block from the tower and he’s definitely a frequent customer.

“what are these flowers for this time?” the florist teases as she scans the flowers “is it cause she breathed your way? maybe she called you pretty?”

“nooo.” bob drags out while shaking his head “im getting them just because, i mean shes great so yeahh.” he says as a smile graces his lips.

“well thats certainly very sweet of you. she sure is lucky to have a guy like you in her life, you totals $15.99 by the way.” she says as she hands bob back the flowers.

bobs definitely a experienced guy i mean he was addicted to meth and due to research i’ve learned it can make you very horny so i think he takes sex very personal because i mean during his past experiences he was high, he wasn’t fully coherent to experience it as well so when things get streamy (i hate that word) between you guys hes very sweet i wouldn’t say vanilla but hes not gonna hurt you, he wont hit you, he may be a bit rough but not enough that would cause pain.

lei lei’s notes… this is inspired after lacyydollette post for s2!rafe as a bf !! um lewis pullman brainrot has taken over and i am in love with this man <3 also this got a little nsfw at the end so this is 18+ i guess