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Hey sorry for my unplanned hiatus, I have a couple ideas for a fanfic so here are the options

If you pick the last option tell me what story you are wanting to be continued

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Okay so I have ✨ writers block ✨, I have seriously lost all motivation. I think I'm gonna have to abandon the possum fic, I am no longer confident in the original idea I had. I'M BEGGING PLEASE SEND IN SOME TYPE OF REQUEST! I am struggling!

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hi take these danny hcs i’ve been going crazy over him AGAIN :( a little ooc nsfw a whole buncha sex, fuck condoms ur goin really raw (don’t take that advice be safe) “momma” used ina beast boy way ^_^

soft dom danny who always gives you about three,,maybe four chances before he takes matters into his own hands. you’re almost always so good, obeying his rules, but damn if it isn’t fun to push him over? “baby,” he’s warning u in a soft tone, again, watching you claw at the sheets and bury your face into a pillow, trying to discreetly move some of his length out of you but he caught it right away. “stop runnin, ok? shouldnt have been so needy while I was working. you asked for it, and it’s the last time i’m tellin’ you.” he’s holding your hips and guiding you back on his length, taking his deep strokes. you’re a babbling mess and youre only nearing your second orgasm, and you knew he wasn’t letting up anytime soon, especially since you’ve interrupted his paperwork to grind on his clothed cock. you were just so overwhelmed, you couldn’t help but scoot and squirm around, he was stretching you out and he knew it :(( “what’d I just tell you, hm? didn’t I just tell you to stop fuckin’ runnin?” he grabs your by the forearms and pulls you up, shoving you back on his length with your head still buried in your pillow, no control over your body as he slams deep inside you. you’re moaning out, feeling yourself about to cum 10x harder with the new force hes exhibiting. “maybe this’ll teach you to stay still, yeah? betcha won’t do it again,” he watches you drool onto the pillow and your eyes roll back into your head as you gasp for air, and youre emptyheaded, too fucked over to comprehend what he was saying.

soft dom danny who loves morning sex but fuckin hates quickies. hates them so bad, would rather be late and take his time with your beautiful body than rush it and leave you unfulfilled. but on the rare occasions you guys diddle around in bed for a little too long and fuck up your schedules on an important day (or some shit), he’ll take you in the shower and kill two birds with one stone. your hands are flat against the wall of the shower, standing on your tip toes as your boyfriend pounds into you from behind. your moans override your boyfriends as he curses, his thumb digging into your hip as he continues to fuck the sleep out of you, and you think you’re gonna fuse with the tile. the hot water falls off his spine as he leans forward to play with your clit, rubbing fast and pressing circles onto you that make you moan high into the air, brows furrowing and mouth going slack as you grab onto his wrist for leverage. “danny fuck!!” you moan out, he’s too focused to catch it, his own release creeping up on him as he curses close to your ear.

soft dom danny who love love loves anything to do with your period. loves taking care of you in anyway he can. you get so moody and he just loves babying you. “cmere momma,” he’s pulling you into his chest as you whine, allowing him to scoop you up. he’s already got the essentials; heating pad on your stomach, food on your left and water on your right, his fingers cock n mouth. you just say the word and hes on it, rushing to your side to meet your every demand. “is this good princess? does it hurt?” you’re both laid on your sides, dan slotted between your legs with his cock buried deep inside you. “n-no, s’deep but it feels good,” you sigh as your head rests on a pillow, holding his shoulder and the back of his head. you’re moaning out into his mouth with each slow stroke of his cock, he’s holding your leg up to pound that cervix just how he knows you like it, eyes low but never closed bc he loves how soft, and pretty and mushy you are like this, taking in your facial expressions and searching for any signs of discomfort.

soft dom danny who’ll let you do allat talkin everywhere else until he gets you home and alone, he’d never embarrass you in public or in front of your friends. of course you already know what’s coming, dropping “are you mad at me’s” and “am I in trouble?” almost every second of the car ride, and all he does is hum an answer and keep his eyes on the road. and before you can even step into your apartment and take your shoes off he’s forcing you on your knees, one hand with all your hair in his hand while the other shuts the door and pulls his cock out. “you thought you’d get away with that shit? hm?” you’re gagging on it, gripping onto his jeans as your eyes rolled back and tears mixed with makeup stream down your cheeks as he forced you to deep throat him. “who wears the pants? who’s the boss? your little friends know ‘the boss’ is getting throat fucked like some dumb whore right now??” all you can do is take it and hope for mercy, or at least that he goes easy on you, god knows you tested enough patience. he was so nice to you too, and you just kept pushing it :(.

that being said, soft dom danny who has a lot, way too much patience with you. your boyfriend is so sweet to you, getting you any and everything you could ask for, once in a lifetime dick, everlasting love. and what do you do? you’re blowing up his phone while he’s at work, making his rounds. he only checks it when he has a few seconds in his truck, seeing the flux of needy messages, pictures and videos. you’re sending pictures of you in his clothes, videos of you in said clothes humping his pillows and rubbing yourself, voice memos of you moaning his name. “danny please,,please baby I miss you so bad :((“ you’re moaning, and he’s sat in the drivers seat with a hard cock, replaying it and contemplating on fucking his fist in broad daylight or making an “emergency” stop to his house and fucking the daylights out of you. so there he was, work uniform still on, shoes and all-didn’t even take out his bun-holding your neck either other hand and your back with the other as he plows into you, forcing you to collide with the marble countertop of his kitchen with each animalistic thrust. you’re moaning out, all you’re in was his shirt-no underwear, this wasn’t your first time doing this to him, and you wanted to be ready. “can’t keep fuckin’ doin that shit baby, got a job to do,” he pants, throwing his head back and cursing. “j-just..missed you baby,” you moan weakly, and he rolls his eyes at the smile that was evident in your voice as he squeezes your neck.

soft dom danny who is never not in control. he’s waking you up, he’s tying your shoes, he’s looking both ways to keep you safe, he’s guiding you while you ride him. this was your chance to “be in charge” but you still didn’t have it all the way down :( one hand holding your thigh while the other held the small of your back, guiding you slightly as you shine and moan around his cock, your arms wrapped around him bare body as he watched you, knowing you were close to giving up. “you’re doin’ so good sugar, look at you go. gonna make daddy feel good? hm?” he licks his lips as you nod frantically, his cheeks pink as he smiles, feeling you clench around him. “m-m’gonna cum,” you squeak and he nods knowingly, “you wanna keep goin or let me help you,” he coos and you grow shy as you tell him to do it, “s’ok baby you did so damn good, m’proud of you,” he’s giggling as he wraps his arms around you and rocks you on his cock, fucking upwards into you.

soft dom danny who definitely DEFINITELY has an oral fixation. just danny in general like he’s sucking and biting on your lips, sucking hickeys onto your body, sucking your titties, everything. loves nothing more than tongue fucking you into another realm. he’s moaning, whining as he eats you out. definitely a “I do it for my own pleasure” type of guy. “danny, b-baby I can’t! I can’t please,” you sob, but he just prows your legs back open. “yes you can, just give it a little more baby i’m not through with you. be good for me” you just taste so good on his tongue, and he says one more but we know one more is definitely like four more.

I hope u enjoyed this!! sorry i’ve been gone I have such shit writers block >_< also I changed my theme since it’s that time

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Sorry for the wait on the Possum story, my wifi keeps going in and out :( i promise you guys will get it eventually!

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Thinking about unabashedly horny bf Charlie who is desperate to have his hands on you 24/7.

• He’s always grabbing and slapping your ass, he doesn’t care who’s looking.

• If he can see your nipples through your shirt, surely you can’t expect him to not play with them?

• Any time he sees an opportunity, he’ll pull you anywhere semi-private and drop to his knees to eat your pussy like he’s starving. You can’t stop him, sorry <3

• Yes he’ll steal your panties. He doesn’t care if you know, either. He’ll let you watch him jerk off with them.

• Gets off on playing with you in public. He likes fingering you and watching you struggle to stay quiet.

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Cross Strap Lolita Shoes

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 22

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TW: Mutual Masturbation, Fingering, Jerking Off

Jack had gone home and practically paced waiting for Y/n to call. He knew she wasn't coming around until later but he was excited to spend time with her. He watched the clock and tried to work on a few pages to pass the time but once he heard the knock at the front door, he practically broke his foot trying to run down the steps.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late, I didn't want to come straight over in my scrubs." Y/n let herself in and looked freshly showered but exhausted.

"That's fine, we can play it low key tonight and actually go out when you get a day off." Jack smiled gesturing towards the living room. She plopped down on one side of the couch and Jack followed suit on the opposite end. He had already ordered food and told her to get comfortable. She noticed he had his laptop sitting on the coffee table and gestured towards it.

"How's the writing going?" She asked kicking her shoes off so she could rest her feet on the couch next to Jack's leg.

"It's going pretty well, I had to keep myself busy today so I got a few pages written." Jack confessed making Y/n smile.

"Can I read some of it?" She asked carefully. Jack hesitated for a moment before passing her the laptop. He watched her read the pages, taking a mental note of her eyes scanning the words and chewing on her lip.

"Jack...this is really good. I mean it's dark as hell and I know it's supposed to be about your life but it's really good." Y/n looked up from the laptop and Jack's eyebrows went up.

"You think so? I mean it's a first draft but-" Y/n leaned the screen down to look at Jack.

"Shut up and take the compliment." She moved to sit next to him and scrolled through his pages to point things out

"I love how the story teller is framing these events in his life as small signs of what's to come. As if his path was predetermined by the actions of his father, an avalanche of tragedy." Jack just stared at her in amazement. He moved towards her to kiss her but the sound of the doorbell stopped him. Y/n laughed realizing he was going to kiss her.

"Should have ordered the food a little sooner." She smirked. He pushed up from the couch and grabbed the food. They fell into comfortable conversation about random things from the book to the chaos his appearance at her work caused. Jack had no regrets and was glad that there were people who kept her mind on him throughout the day.

"You're such a cocky punk. You knew my boss was going to eat you up with a spoon." Y/n shoved Jack with her foot and he caught it with his hands.

"How could I possibly know your boss was an older woman? I just do really well with older women." Jack bragged rubbing her feet. He could see that it was providing relief and kept massaging her foot.

"Now you're just distracting me with a nice...foot massage. Fuck your hands are strong." She hissed.

"Am I hurting you?" He stopped and she narrowed her eyes at him.

"No it feels great, don't stop." Jack laughed continuing to rub her feet.

"This is not what I thought I would be doing for you to say that." Jack teased. Y/n let out a laugh and rested her head on the back of the couch to look at him.

"Yeah? I take it the new meds are treating you well?" Y/n asked making Jack nod.

"I haven't started them yet. I'm afraid I won't be able to get off now if I change them now." Jack explained and Y/n shook her head.

"I can always take my shirt off if you're feeling repressed. Don't sacrifice your sanity and sleep for an orgasm, Jack." She sat up on her elbows and he laughed.

"Honestly I'm not even sure it would work if I tried to fuck anyone. For now, it works for me exclusively." Jack felt comfortable talking to Y/n about these sorts of things. He didn't know if it was because he was attracted to her or if it was because they had talked openly about the medications.

"Well then lets test it out." Y/n pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Jack stopped rubbing her feet, allowing her to pull her legs back towards herself so she could unbutton her jeans and slid them just below her ass.

"Does this make you uncomfortable?" Y/n asked partially exposed. Jack could feel his dick stiffen and he shook his head, unbuttoning his jeans and show her the tent that was in his boxers.

"Not anymore." He said rubbing his cock on top of the fabric.

"You might want to take your shirt off...in the event you cum, I'd hate for you to stain one of your emo shirts." Y/n teased putting her fingers in her mouth. Jack can see her pussy as she pushes her panties to the side to finger herself. One hand pinched her nipples as she continued to play with her clit. He was so hard now, all he could do was stroke himself. Watching Y/n's fingers move in and out of her glistening pussy made him think about what it would feel like to have her ride him right here on the couch, her tits bouncing in his face as she fucked herself on his cock. He groaned freeing his cock, spitting on his hand and mixing that with the precum on the tip so he could have the feeling of skin to skin contact.

"Your cock looks even better when its hard. I fucking knew it would." Y/n bit her lip adding a third finger and letting her head fall back.

"Fuck..you can't...you can't say shit like that or I'm going to cum entirely too soon." Jack complained stroking himself faster.

"I wasn't aware we were being timed. I'm going to get off, when I get off." Y/n laughed watching Jack's chest rise and fall trying to catch his breath.

"Fuck I want to cum on your tits so bad." Jack said jaw dropping slightly staring at her tits bouncing with her rigorous hand movements. She used her free hand to pop the front of the bra open letting her tits spill out.

"Oh fuck." Jack moaned. He couldn't help but want to bury his face between them. Y/n continued to whine loudly and Jack wanted to be the one who pulled those sounds from her.

"Don't be shy Jack. I want to hear you." Y/n begged.

"I want to fuck you into this couch. I want to cum inside of you until it's running down your legs. I want to feel you cum around my cock." Y/n moaned Jack's name as she found her release, rubbing her clit and making her knees jump together as she pushed herself to keep touching sensitive bits. Jack could feel his orgasm building, eyes shut trying to get there. He was afraid if he got distracted he would embarrass himself and be unable to cum.

"Jack...open your eyes and look at me. I want you to look at me when you cum. I want you to know that the next time you cum, it will be down my throat." Jack watched Y/n take her wet fingers and put them in her mouth.

"Fuck!" Jack cried milking his cock until he was cumming all over the front of his shirt, almost hitting his neck. He slowed his hand down, feeling the jump of the sensitive tip as he grazed it.

It was silent for a few moments as they both looked at each other and started laughing.

"You're a fucking freak." Jack shook his head.

"And you love every second of it." Y/n stuck her tongue out at him.

"You also should have taken your shirt off." She reminded him pointing at the cum that was already starting to dry on his black shirt. She leaned forward to crawl towards him on the couch and Jack worried she might try to go for a second round.

"No worries, I'm not pushing the boundaries. I just wanted to give you something." Y/n leaned forward and kissed Jack carefully not to startle him of make him anxious. She let her tongue run along his own before pulling away.

"I wanted to say thanks and congratulations on the orgasm. It was great." She smiled in his face and he returned it.

"I also wanted to give you a little taste of what you're in for if you're down for a second date." Jack could taste her on his tongue and nodded.

"Is the first date already over?" He asked curiously and she laughed putting her head down for a moment.

"I don't want to make you feel cheap but if I don't go home now, I'll be too tired to walk home." She explained. Jack knew how tired she was and this probably only made it worse.

"It's okay. I completely understand." Jack put himself back in his jeans and watched Y/n pull her shirt over her head, not bothering to put her bra back on. He walked her to the door and she turned to look at him.

"This was a lot of fun Jack. I'm glad I said yes to a first date." Y/n smiled sweetly at him and he blushed.

"I'm pretty glad you said yes too. Let me know when you get home." Jack said rolling his eyes knowing that she was going to make a smartass remark about being across the street. She kissed his cheek and gave his hand a squeeze before walking out the door. Jack watched her walk down the drive and towards her house before shutting the door and running his hands down his face trying to take in what had just happened. He couldn't help but smile thinking about the night as a whole. He hadn't remembered having that much fun in one night with someone ever. He ran his hands down his shirt and felt his cum streak down his shirt more.

"Dammit." He cussed at himself knowing this shirt wasn't ruined but knowing he would get hard every time he wore it.

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 20

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Jack had made progress, real progress that he was happy to report to Dr. Carty. He had attended one of the meetings Y/n suggested and as corny as it sounded, he felt less alone in the struggles of his past that he had a hard time remembering. He received some legitimate guidance on searching for answers through old media. The man that ran the survivors group had a similar story to Jack's only he was lost in the foster care system and passed around between pedophiles collecting state checks.

He explained to Jack that media searches aren't the best way to access your past trauma. He suggested petitioning to have the court records opened for his own mental health. It meant getting a lawyer or an advocate but if Jack really wanted to pick at the scab of his trauma, he had the best place to start.

"I felt like a fucking idiot when I started crying. Shit just got super overwhelming really fast but they didn't really press me to keep talking which was great. Gave me time to collect myself and actually hear other people talking about their own shit." Jack explained.

"How did it make you feel having a small group of strangers telling you their stories?" Dr. Carty asked.

"Honestly, it was sad. This shit happens too often. There needs to be a better system in place, a better reporting center. I actually talked to some of the people in the group afterwards, exchanged some emails..." He trailed off knowing Dr. Carty would make a comment.

"You made friends!" He said gleefully making Jack roll his eyes.

"You say that like I'm a total shut in." Jack argued earning a laugh.

"As your doctor, I can confirm you just now started going out to get your groceries instead of having them delivered." Dr. Carty joked as Jack pulled into the driveway.

"I'm proud of Jack. You're making such amazing progress in your healing. The crying is a release. Don't fight it so much." Jack nodded his head.

"Well I made it home in one piece and I've got to send Y/n a text thanking her for the recommendation." Jack turned the car off and started to gather his things.

"She's provided a lot of healing for you Jack. You should keep her around. You need that positive push." Dr. Carty said confidently. Jack didn't disagree. Before he could respond, her name lit up on his phone.

"She's actually calling me now so-"

"I'll talk to you tomorrow. Have a good night Jack." Dr. Carty bid him farewell and he clicked over the call.

"I was just thinking about you." Jack said with a smile.

"Oh yeah? With or without clothes?" She teased.

"Well now I'm thinking about you without clothes but that's your own fault." He laughed.

"I wanted to call and check on you but I also wanted to let you know I might have left you some stuff inside your house." Jack froze on his porch.

"You broke into my house?" He asked looking over to her house.

"Of course not...I used the key." She said firmly. Jack opened the front door carefully and could smell food.

"You broke in to make me dinner?" He laughed.

"Again, I used the key. I didn't cook it. I had it ordered. I figured today would be draining so I wanted you to come home and not worry about feeding yourself." Y/n explained as he walked over to see brown bag sitting atop the counter. He opened and it smelled heavenly.

"It should still be warm but you can heat it up in the package if it needs to be." Jack pulled the box of spaghetti out and took a bit of the bread.

"You can break into my house anytime." He said with a mouthful of food. She laughed on the other end of the line.

"That's not all...I also left you something to keep you company tonight on your bed." Jack stopped eating and climbed the stairs.

"This feels like Christmas." He joked. When he got to the top of the steps he saw Ace sitting on his bed.

"Oh hey buddy! You came to visit me." Jack's voice changed to baby talk for the pup as he leaned down to snuggle him.

"I figured you could use the company and he's been missing you." Jack almost forgot he was on the phone and he picked Ace up in his arms.

"You know one of these nights, I won't be on the backend of an emotional breakdown and I'm going to ask you out on a date. You better be prepared with a better excuse to not say yes than trauma bonding." Jack said with a smile. She chuckled.

"I've got to get back to work but I'll give you a call later okay? Just to make sure you're settled in and don't need anything." Jack hung up the phone and took Ace down stairs with him to eat dinner. He spent his evening making a grocery list, feeding Ace and turning on the TV for a change. He left Ace to watch the TV while he showered and it was around 11PM when he was finally snuggling down with the pup.

He was started to get comfortable and when his phone vibrated. He smiled seeing Y/n was facetiming him. She was still in her scrubs but looked like she was in the bathroom about to clean herself up for bed.

"Well aren't you two the cutest thing I've ever seen?" She smiled seeing Ace sleeping on Jack's chest.

"Don't be jealous he loves me more than you." She chuckled.

"I won't keep you up, just wanted to make sure you were okay." She kept her eyes on them and Jack smiled.

"Today was a lot but it felt good. I definitely needed it. Thank you for the recommendation." Jack watched her take her hair down and wipe her face with a makeup wipe.

"Of course. I'm so happy that it was able to give you some support." She said as Jack watched her carefully.

"Was the food okay?" She asked not looking at him as she continued to get ready for bed.

"How long do I have to wait before I ask you out again?" He ignored her question and she looked at her phone, stopping what she was doing and smiled at him.

"Sleep on it tonight. If you wake up and feel good, you can ask me then. I just want you to wait until you're ready and when you are, I will say yes." She explained making him smile.

"I'll hold you to that." He said with a sleepy smile.

"Get some rest Jack. I will talk to you tomorrow." She said seeing how tired he was. He nodded his head.

"Goodnight Y/n." The screen went black and he let out a sigh. He had never felt so content in this moment. For the first time in a long time, he was hopeful for what was to come.

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 15

"Some neighbors borrow sugar or have cook outs." "Pumping your stomach and seeing your cock seems more of a giant leap rather than a small social step"

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Jack rolled over in bed feeling the slight burn of a headache. He reached over to grab the glass sitting on the nightstand to take a drink of the stale water. He felt something brush against his foot and jerked his leg up.

"Sorry my feet are naturally ice cubes." Jack had completely forgotten Y/n had stayed with him last night. He blushed realizing how much of a mess he was last night and how fucking cute she looked in his shirt with bed head. He willed the hard on that grew and pulsated with his migraine in rhythm.

"We didn't..." Jack pulled the covers up a bit feeling how naked he was.

"Uh no we didn't fuck but you did wake up at about 4:30AM and started fighting to escape your pajama bottoms, mumbling about your balls roasting so I wasn't going to fight you." Y/n explained wiping at her eyes. Jack covered his face in embarrassment.

"Don't be shy now. I've been inside of you Thurlow." Y/n wiggled her fingers at him and made a gagging gesture that made him laugh painfully.

"Fuck don't make me laugh." Jack pleaded rubbing his temples. Y/n leaned over and grabbed more aspirin before grabbing his pill case.

"Here, take these before you take your regular meds so they're the first thing that hits the system." Y/n put the pills in his hand and he tossed them back.

"I can't apologize enough. I feel like such a fucking idiot." Jack confessed looking over at her as she stepped out of the bed showing off her long legs.

"Hey! What are neighbors for?" She joked.

"Some neighbors borrow sugar or have cookouts." Jack reasoned.

"Pumping your stomach and seeing your cock seems more of a giant leap rather than a small social step." Y/n smirked. Jack shook his head at her and pushed his hair out of his face.

"Plus I would say that we're even now. I mean you got to see me naked, it's only fair." Y/n reminded.

"I didn't see you completely naked, this feels a bit different." Jack turned over onto his back and watched Y/n pull her jeans back on. She paused like she was considering flashing him but decided against it instead.

"You'll have to work a little harder to see me completely naked sweetheart." She teased him making him cock his eyebrow.

"Only a little huh?" He questioned making her laugh.

"Well yeah, I have seen your cock now so I'd say I'd be easily suggestible." As humiliated as Jack was when he woke up, he couldn't help but feel an excited pang in his belly knowing that despite him having a complete drunken stupor, she still found him attractive.

"You've got a few missed texts and your friend Shanda called but you were drooling so I let her know you were okay and I was keeping an eye on you. She said something kicking your ass when she sees you next." Y/n held out his phone and Jack took her hand into his making her plop back down on the bed.

"Seriously, thank you. I'm so sorry you had to see me like that. You probably saved my life." Jack smiled weakly and she put her hand on his cheek softly. He leaned into the warmth of her hand.

"You're allowed to need people Jack. We're neighbors but we're also friends." Y/n reassured.

"We kind of have to be. We've seen each other naked." Jack joked earning a cheeky grin.

"Exactly!" She agreed dropping her hand from his face.

"I'm glad I have a friend so close by who knows how to handle all of this." Jack shook his pill bottle in his hand and she nodded.

"I'm glad to have a friend my age who can keep up with my wit." She stood from the bed and glanced at the clock.

"I've got to check on my mom. It's still fairly early, don't feel bad if you go back to sleep for a bit." Y/n waved at him and he nodded at her unsure of how to end this interaction without sounding like a weirdo.

"Get home safe." He cringed.

"Will do." He could hear her laugh as she descended the steps. Jack covered his face with his arms for a moment before shooting a text off to Shanda. His phone was barely still for 30 seconds before it was ringing.

"I'm never drinking again." He answered with his eyes closed.

"What the fuck! You didn't tell me you can't drink anymore you bitch. I wouldn't have partied so hard with you if I knew that." Shanda yelled.

"It's not that I can't drink, I just shouldn't drink with my medication." Jack clarified making Shanda growl.

"Yeah I told your hot neighbor to punch you in the throat for me." Jack smirked.

"How do you know she's hot?" He questioned. Shanda sent two text messages and he looked at them. One of them was a photo of himself passed out on her chest, actually cupping her tit ontop of the shirt and the other had her face in it giving and silly smile.

"She sent me a photo of you but I didn't know who she was so I made her take a photo in case you ended up murdered. She's fucking hot, you lucky bastard." Shanda explained. Jack shook his head at his friend and her investigative nature.

"I can't believe you made her take a photo of herself. I was groping her for Christ sake." Jack laughed.

"Yeah she seemed super upset about it. Is this the neighbor you mentioned?" Shanda asked.

"Yeah that's Y/N. She actually just left and told me to let you know I was alive but I do plan to pass out in about 12 seconds so-"

"Jack, she's cute has a great set of tits and likes you. Don't be a dick about it okay?" Shanda pressed.

"I'm hoping to not fuck it up. She did say some pretty flattering things about my cock though." Jack bragged.

"And on that note, this conversation is over. I draw the line at cock talk. Get some sleep and don't forget to take your meds." Shanda hung up and Jack drug himself out of bed to grab something to threw down his throat so his stomach wouldn't get wrecked by his medicine before laying back down. He cuddled up next to his pillows and could smell Y/n's hair from the night before along the top. He closed his eyes and let the smell of her lull him to sleep.

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 10

"He's a pretty good cuddle buddy." "I'm glad he can bring you some comfort."

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Jack spent the majority of the day hanging out with Ace. He didn't have it in him to work on his writing today. All he wanted to do was stay active long enough that he would be able to sleep through the night like he had last night. He didn't see himself being able to actually get it up twice in one week so physical exhaustion the manual labor route was all he could do.

Ace was actually really obedient off leash. He ran him around the backyard, playing catch with him using one of his dad's old tennis balls. He shuffled under his feet almost tripping him a few times as he re-arranged new furniture upstairs. He even watched Jack exercise, or at least a poor, uncoordinated workout with a few smoke breaks mixed into it. He knew he would eventually have to quit but he hadn't planned on it being any time soon.

By the time they had eaten, showered and retired to bed, Ace was snuggled next to Jack the moment he flopped down on the bed. He hadn't realized what time it was but the ping of his phone startled him.

Y/N: Hey you're probably sleeping already but I just wanted to give you a heads up that we're back home and I will pick Ace up in the morning.

Jack frowned knowing he was going to lose his bed buddy but his stomach jilted with excitement knowing Y/n was home.

Jack: You didn't wake me. Ace and I just laid down, did you want me to bring him home now?

Jack waited for another message but the phone started ringing, making Ace jump.

"Hey, I can get dressed and bring him to you-"

"No no don't get up. I'm too exhausted to deal with his excitement tonight so he can stay as long you're okay with it." Y/n sounded tired.

"Yeah we'll be fine tonight." Jack reassured.

"Oh I have no doubts." Y/n chuckled.

"Yeah he's a pretty good cuddle buddy." Jack gave him a squeeze.

"I'm glad he can bring you some comfort." Y/n's smile came through the phone as Jack got comfortable.

"How's your mom doing?" Jack asked genuinely curious.

"She's doing a lot better. She was asking about Ace and I told her you were taking care of him so she may want to meet you. She's big on giving people flowers but I reminded her that you might not be a flowers guy." Y/n said making Jack chuckle.

"She doesn't need to do that. I mean I can appreciate some flowers but she's been through enough. No need to garden on my account." Jack felt relaxed talking to Y/n. He felt like the only other person he could talk to like this was Shanda except he never cared to see her naked.

"Well maybe you'll get lucky and I'll bring you more coffee and breakfast." Y/n offered.

"That would be nice but the way my sleep schedule is, I may still be knocked out at 11AM." Jack rubbed at his face and could hear her click her tongue against her teeth.

"Must be nice! I wish I could sleep in." She teased.

"Trust me, I would love to have a normal sleep schedule but my medications have other plans." Jack glanced over at the pill bottle on the nightstand.

"Your meds giving you a hard time?" Y/n asked concerned.

"Nothing I can't live with I guess. Just never being able to sleep or eat right." Jack's chuckle made Y/n frown.

"Oh so just those two life necessities? You know, you're allowed to try different meds to counteract some of those side effects. You should really talk to your doctor about some of those side effects messing with you." Y/n sincerely cared about Jack not feeling well. He chalked it up to her being a nurse.

"Nah he already knows. Plus I've recently had a surprising change that I'm afraid I might lose if I start a new medication." Jack spoke so freely that he felt himself getting slightly hard just at the mention of what happened last night.

"Oh yeah? That's great. Big change like more energy or small change like your body doesn't ache as much. I know muscle spasms are a bitch." Her knowledge of medication side effects might be useful if he would just accept the help.

"Um...well I was able to get an erection for the first time in a year." Jack laughed earning a whistle through the phone.

"Whoa whoa whoa, that's great but it's only a big change if you were able to finish..." Y/n waited for his answer and his silence made them both erupt in laughter.

"Jack Thurlow, you absolute slut! Congratulations on a long suffering orgasm." Y/n practically sang. Jack couldn't help but wonder what she would think if she knew she had a hand in it, no pun intended.

"Thank you. No one was more surprised than me but it helped me sleep so it was definitely a win." Jack sighed giving his chub a slight rub.

"As great as that is, you should still consider some alternatives or additives. Cumming is wonderful but being able to eat with nausea and sleep without interruption only makes that even better." Y/n's suggest didn't fall on deaf ears.

"I will consider talking to my doc about some changes if you promise to bring me a breakfast burrito tomorrow." Jack smiled knowing she was returning it on the other end of the line.

"Deal. Now put your pants back on! No jerking off on or near my dog you horny nerd." Jack's laugh was straight from the belly. He hadn't laughed so hard in longer than he could remember.

"I make no promises." Jack joked.

"Goodnight Jack." Y/n laughed into the phone.

"Goodnight." He hung the phone up and noticed he was still smiling even after placing the phone on the nightstand. Ace stared at him for a few moments and Jack reached out to scratch his head.

"She's not so bad, Ace. Not so bad at all." Jack snuggled down behind Ace ready to fall asleep clutching the pup. He wasn't sure if he was actually exhausted or if his brain was ready to shut down just so he could get to morning faster.

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N One Shot Series PRT 5

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TW: Cunnilingus, Cum Eating, Squirting

Y/n woke up in the RV feeling like she had every ounce of stress fucked out of her last night. She didn't fuck Possum with any real expectations but the way he handled her, bending her over the picnic table they had meals at the nights prior, smearing his cum on her back only to use it on her clit to make sure she also finished was...insane. She also had never in her life squirted before. Not with a partner and not by herself. The release she got from that one fuck was enough for her to yearn for go.

She woke up ready to climb into his tent and hop onto his cock but she found he wasn't in his tent. He had already taken off for the day without even letting her know. He even took Opossum with him. She immediately thought the worst. Maybe it wasn't as good for him as it was for her. Maybe she was just one of many fucks along the way in this town. Maybe he just didn't feel the connection that she did.

She pulled her robe tightly around herself and spent the day morning cleaning the RV. She had to work until late so if she was lucky, she wouldn't see him before she headed out and she could avoid him when she got back. Every noise she heard in the woods made her look towards his tent and she felt pathetic. How could she be so caught up after one fuck? I mean he was fun to be around and they had formed a pretty decent friendship but maybe he was just like this with everyone? Y/n tried not to dwell on it as she went to work, still not having seen any sign of Possum.

She was just glad John wasn't working today so she didn't have to be pissed off and overthinking what her and Possum had done last night.

"So you slept with Moose?" Anna the other waitress said as Y/n got lost in her thoughts, cleaning the same menu for the last 10 minutes.

"His name is Possum." Y/n looked up at her annoyed. She knew how the other waitresses felt about the people that passed through the town like Possum. They kept making jokes about her getting tested for rabies and STD's.

"Does it matter? I mean you should really set your standards a little above rodents in my opinion." She said rolling her eyes.

"It's a good thing no one asked you. Besides I don't take advice from people who suck off the boss." Y/n spat harshly.

"You don't have to be a bitch about it! So the guy fucked you and left. Big deal. He's literally homeless!" Anna stormed away, snatching the remainder of the dirty menus to clean elsewhere. Y/n hadn't meant to be so harsh but she didn't appreciate any of these people judging her and the way she spent her free time. She had met a lot of people in the Emerald Triangle who were a lot worse than homeless. They didn't even know Possum like that...although, neither did she.

Pulling up to the RV that night, she panicked slightly seeing the lantern on in Possum's tent. He was back but she prayed he would be sleeping. She turned the car off and tried to quietly get out and shut the door without making any noise. She felt ridiculous almost tiptoeing towards the RV.

"Are we supposed to be hiding from someone?" Possum's voice startled Y/n making her jump.

"JESUS!" She yelped.

"Nope...just me...Possum." He held his hand up with a smile.

"I thought you might be sleeping, I didn't want to wake you." Y/n explained.

"Oh no way, I've spent all day trying to get things together for a sort of thank you for last night..." As Possum spoke, Y/n saw that he had set up little plastic candles on the picnic table with what looked like breakfast foods, a small tray of joints and a case of beer.

"I don't really know how to be romantic but I didn't get to cook you breakfast so I wanted to make up for that. I also hope you liked scrambled eggs because I don't know how to make them any other way." He laughed as he gestured for her to sit down.

"You...did all this...for me?" She was baffled. All day she thought Possum wasn't thinking twice about her and last night but he had literally spent all day gathering things to put together this little candle lit breakfast for dinner.

"Possum, you shouldn't have spent money on this. I know you're saving to get home." Possum took her hands and laughed.

"I'll get there...eventually. I wanted to do this." He smiled at her sitting down opposite her. They ate microwave bacon, scrambled eggs, actual pancakes and cinnamon rolls that were a little burned on the bottom from him trying to create a dutch oven over a fire. He talked to her about how him and his mother loved breakfast for dinner and how they had it often enough for him to make it his comfort meal. Y/n felt touched that he would share his comfort meal with her.

When they finished eating, they sat down next to the fire and passed a flask to one another.

"This was all very sweet, thank you for doing this." She laughed but Possum could tell something was wrong.

"Are you okay? Did you have another bad day? I didn't mean to assume you liked breakfast foods-" He asked concerned and she shook her head.

"Honestly, it's my own fault. I spent all day thinking you just sort of took off this morning. If you hadn't left your tent, I would have thought you moved on." Possum cocked his eyebrow at her.

"Well technically I did but only because I knew it would take me all day to find the right stuff I wanted. Plus I mostly walked." Possum explained hoping she knew that he would never just abandon her like that.

"I don't fuck a lot of people Y/n. Last night was special. You are special. I would never leave without saying anything to you first. You know that right?" He asked and Y/n felt the warmth of his touch and the liquor in her belly.

"I do now." She smiled.

"Plus, I was kind of hoping since I made dinner, you could do dessert." Possum pocketed his flask.

"I don't know that I have anything sweet in the RV..." Possum stood up and extended his hand towards her. She took it slightly confused but followed him into his tent. She dropped down to sit on her knees and he did the same, pulling her into a kiss that was much more precious and careful than what she experienced last night. His hands moved slowly over her buttons, stripping her until she was completely naked and lying on her back. He laid between her legs and parted her lips with his tongue. He made his way down her body, sucking on each nipple, nibbling on the meat of her hip and licking her thighs until he was finally face to face with her pussy.

"This was the sweets I was talking about." Possum said before lapping at her cunt. Y/n's hips jumped and she tried not to let out a loud moan. Possum slid down further like he was taking up residency between her legs, using his nose to bump her clit every time he lapped up her juices.

"Oh fuck Possum." She squeezed her tits in her hands tightly trying not to buck up into his face. She could feel his hands holding onto her hips and she gripped his hair, pulling upward and feeling him moan against her.

"You taste so fucking good." He breathed sucking on her clit for a moment before pressing the tip of his tongue down firmly against it and wiggling it.

"God I woke up this morning...wanting to come in here and ride you until you woke up." Y/n moaned trying not to feel completely overwhelmed but Possum was an absolutely munch. The way in which he ate pussy was like someone trying to eat their way into another dimension, suckling and probing as not to miss a single sweet morsel of her.

"Yeah? Let me make up for missing that then." Possum sat up looking over Y/n's naked body and wiping her juices from his chin as he pulled his shirt over his head. Y/n sat up ready to pounce but Possum stopped her.

"I want you to sit on my face. I'm going to make you cum like you did last night and I want to drown in it." Possum licked her bottom lip watching her blush. He laid down and she got up on her knees unsure of just how this was going to work. He place a hand on her knee and pulled one leg over his shoulders and yanked her up towards his face so fast she squealed.

"It's okay. Just ride my face, I promise I will be okay." Y/n honestly had never done this before but Possum's enthusiasm gave her the confidence to just go for it. The way in which his tongue was able to get so deep inside of her from this angle, Y/n couldn't help but feel clenching in her thighs.

"Oh Possum, fuck that feels so fucking good. No one has ever made me feel this fucking good." Y/n was now fully grinding her hips down, letting him use his tongue, nose, even his chin to give her pleasure. She could feel a hum against her pussy and she shivered. It was his moans and they were sending little jolts to her clit. She could feel Possum's hands gripping her ass pulling her down on him harder, making her hump his face with such vigor she wish she had something to hold onto because she would have ground her hips down harder against him.

"FUCK! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum, Possum" She moaned so loud, throwing her head back, she didn't even realize she was squirting again all over his face. She could feel her own release on her thighs and she tried to move away from his face but Possum kept the grip on her ass, holding her there. She slowed her hips, legs jumping from over stimulation before Possum let her fall to the side next to him. You would have thought he just ran a marathon with how wet he looked.

She reached up to wipe his face and he grabbed her hand to stop her.

"Don't you dare. I'm not sharing." His breathing was heavy but you couldn't wipe the smile from his face.

"Do you think I could return the favor?" Y/n reached down and felt for Possum's cock but he laughed when she discovered that he had already cum in his pants.

"Sorry, I really enjoy eating pussy and yours is by far one of the finest I've ever had toe pleasure to enjoy." Possum explained. Y/n shook her head at him blushing once more but still decided to pull his semi hard cock from his pants to look at the mess. He held her eye contact as she leaned down and licked the cum from his cock making him clench his teeth. She licked his cock clean but knew he would need another shower.

"You taste like something I would enjoy choking on." Y/n whispered before laying in the crook of his arm. He pulled her into his side tightly and took a deep breath.

"You are the best part of Emerald Triangle." Possum smiled at her, kissing her lips so they could both taste on another. That night they slept together in the tent, snuggled up and spooning. Y/n fully planned to suck Possum's cock into hardness in the morning so she could start her day with another ride.

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nsfw

remembering that thing i said a little while back about camboy!possum... 😵‍💫

he would absolutely jerk off in front of a camera for hours. he would give nearly zero fucks about the money, he just wants people to say how much they like looking at his dick :3

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[i've never doubted that palestine will live.

the US dropped more than 7.5 million tons of bombs on vietnam, laos and cambodia from 1965-75. they destroyed our land, used agent orange, slaughtered villages, separated families, the list goes on.

but we're. still. here.

indigenous people are still here. black people are still here. colonized people are resilient. even if you kill our people, ban our languages, destroy our homes, heritage sites and artifacts, we will always find a way to keep our cultures alive and that has always been true

so much of the west and isntreal's tactics and actions are hauntingly familiar to me as a viet person. its a colonizer's rinse and repeat. and so that's how i know palestine will be free. we've seen this film before]

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Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N One Shot Series PRT 1

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink

Euronymous saw her everywhere. She worked for the local grocery delivery service during the day and his favorite food place in town. He wishes he could say that it was his favorite only because of the falafal but he enjoyed the banter that they had with one another. He was too focused on Mayhem getting a new singer and getting some shows under their belts to even remotely consider the idea of courting anyone but if he had, Y/n would be the first person he would look up.

"Oystein! Make sure you take that dead plant to the garbage before you leave!" He grabbed the now brown plant and shoved it under his arm as he walked down the front steps. He noticed the grocery bike parked across the street but no sign of Y/n. He tossed the plant just as she came through the gate of the neighbors house and smiled when she saw him.

"Hi there! Heading off to make the devils music?" Y/n knew he was in a band and that metal was his favorite genre. He never understood why she wasn't afraid of him like most normal people he ran across but he wasn't going to question it.

"Of course. Just doing my part to crumble the edification of society." Euronymous said confidently with a smirk.

"Sounds like a busy day. I'd hate to interrupt." She threw her leg over the bike.

"You want a ride? You can put your bike in the back-" He gestured to the empty trunk and she shook her head.

"I'm done with my deliveries for today so I'm heading home, thanks." She appreciated the offer but she knew that wherever he was heading wasn't anywhere close to her house.

"Ah so you don't want me to know where you live? I thought we were kindred souls." Euronymous teased.

"Atheist is not the same as Satanist, Oystein. Not exactly kindred but I'd hate for you to be caught with a poser like me riding shotgun." He had never mentioned he was a Satanist but the band also frequented the Falafal joint and he's sure she's heard them discussing the direction he wanted to take Mayhem in.

And still, that didn't scare her off.

"Euronymous. My name is Euronymous." He corrected firmly. She smiled, scrunching her nose at the name like she always had.

"I'm sorry but I won't ever call you Euronymous. I just don't see it." He paused at the statement.

"See what?" He inquired.

"I know the origin of the name. You just don't give off flesh eating spirit dwelling in the underworld. Your eyes are too pretty for that one." She complimented making him cough into his hand to hide the blush creeping up his neck.

"You don't know me very well. Maybe you should come to one of my shows and you'll change your mind." He tried to sound menacing but Y/n knew just as much about Oystein as he did her.

She knew he was a good son and brother. She knew he used to get pretty decent grades when he was in school and that he's been playing his guitar since he was 10 years old. She could never see him as some cannibalistic nightmare of a person. He might think highly of himself but she had seen such a softer side of him when delivering groceries for his family.

"Maybe." She shrugged. She had often responded to his show invites with a maybe and he was always disappointed when she never showed but he understood how busy she was. She worked two jobs to take care of herself and her family.

"I'll see you around, Y/N" He held his hand up and she mockingly gave him the devil horns she had seen his sister do so often when they were listening to the loud metal music blasting from the upstairs bedroom window. He chuckled and returned the gesture.

"See you around Oystein." She watched him pull down the street and didn't even notice he was already looking at her in the rear view mirror. He would never understand how two people who were so insanely different could have such a good rapport.

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LMAO I have run out Creativity for the day y'all get possum either really late today or tomorrow kitty i accidentally lied

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Never ending cycle pt.2

Darkish!Clyde x Reader

WARNINGS: MDNI, pregnancy, praise, pregnancy kink?, breaking and entering (kinda), pnv, squirting, this is gonna be pretty short sorry, i think that's it but tell me if i forgot something.

It's been 7 months since you last talked to Clyde and there's a reason for that. You know that if you ever saw him again your resolve wouldn't be strong enough. You sigh to yourself as you walk home from the corner store, you have a car but the doctor says the mild exercise is good for the baby. As you walk into your house you realize you forgot to lock the doors. "You really gotta get better at that" A familiar voice says.

You jump at the sight of Clyde on your living room couch. You see his eyes trail down to your stomach, you hate that this is the way he found out and that he found out at all. "What the... Your pregnant?" He asks, shock and confusion evident in his voice. "Clyde what are you doing in my apartment" You say clutching your chest as when he scared you it made your heart beat rapidly.

"Your fucking pregnant! And you didn't fucking tell me?" He yells angrily. "Maybe it's not yours!" You yell back it's a lie but you hope it's enough to ward him away. "Yea right like anyone would want to fuck you." He darkly chuckles "How far along are you?" He asks, voice calm again. When you don't answer fast enough he yells "How fucking far along are you?!" You whimper usually you wouldn't care about his yelling but the hormones had you extra emotional recently. "...7 months." You manage to whimper out.

"You're 7 months along and you expect me to believe it's some randoms from the street? Baby I might be deaf but I'm not fucking dumb" He said a tone to calm for your liking as he gets too close for comfort. He puts his hands gently on your round stomach and kisses your neck gently, you blame the hormones on why you feel yourself get aroused. "Clyde please we can't do this anymore." You say quivering, you aren't even convinced by what you're saying. Clyde chuckles and leads you towards the couch. As you sit on the couch he gently removes your panties from underneath your sundress.

Clyde smirks at the sight of how wet you are. "We don't even need any foreplay I've never seen you this wet before." He chuckles as he unbuckles his belt and pulls his boxers down just enough for his cock to come out. He slowly inserts his cock into you. "Fuck did you get tighter." He groans out. He starts to fuck you at a steady pace slower than usual. You moan out at the familiar feeling "You look so pretty pregnant with my baby, I need to see you like this all the time" He groans as he speeds up. He starts to frantically rub your clit making a new sensation arise. "I'm gonna cum fuck FUCK!" You scream out as an orgasm washes over. You squirt all over Clyde ruining his shirt and the tightness of your vagina making him come deep inside of you. "Fuck that was amazing, tomorrow we'll bring your stuff over to mine I'm not letting you hide from me again." He says darkly into your ear. You were too exhausted to disagree with him. "I fucking love you remember that."

(AN: when I wrote this I was half asleep then experiencing withdrawals from caffeine so this might not be as good as usual but I still hope y'all like it. Also PLEASE request something I'm running out of ideas)