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[the-californicationist]

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MDNI

"Didn't I tell you to keep those filthy little fingers out of your cunt 'til I came home?"

His hand was gripping your jaw so roughly that it made it hard to speak, but you nodded, looking up into John's eyes with lurid need.

"Yeah?" He spat into your open mouth as he held it in his grip, strings of his saliva coating your nose and lips, dripping and begging to be licked off, "So, why did I find my pretty fuckin' wife with her legs spread open, knuckle deep in this juicy cunt, hm?"

You tried to answer, but he was too quick. He shoved two wide fingers into your mouth, smearing his spit around on your tongue, purposefully pressing your head back so you'd need to swallow against them in order to breathe.

His cock was fighting for release behind his zipper, and you could see its fat outline in the soft fabric, aching to be used against you. Your eyes were fixated on it, hungry for it, and your pussy throbbed for him.

"I'm beginnin' to suspect that you like being a dirty fuckin' slag. Innit that right?"

"Yeah," you said around his hand.

"Yeah? My fuckin' slag, huh? Mine."

"Yeah," you could barely form the word around his huge knuckles, but he seemed to like that.

John Price took his hand away from you and stepped behind you as you sat, kneeling naked on the ground.

"Put those fingers back in your cunt, missus."

You obeyed, suddenly submissive in contrast to your previous, bratty behavior.

You knew what was coming.

You heard the jangle of his belt buckle. You listened as the leather slithered out of each loop, snapping and hissing as it was freed. Then, you felt the cold strap wrap itself around your throat and everything inside of you relaxed. All of your tension and your fervor was cooled by your makeshift collar and you sighed in relief.

He pulled it tight around you, looping a finger between your neck and the strap for safety, willing to get dangerous but only on his terms.

"That's it. You like this, hm? You like it when you're at my goddamn mercy. Show me how wet you are. Now."

He jerked the strap, pulling your body against the belt threateningly.

You shoved your fingers even deeper, collecting your come on your hand and pulling it out of yourself, holding it in the air to show him what he wanted to see.

You couldn't see his expression since he was behind you, but you felt his mouth. He bent over, pulling the belt tighter, and began to suckle from your fingertips, licking between them to eat your clear stickiness off of your skin.

"Turn around," he barked.

You didn't actually have to do anything. He spun you on his own, holding the end of the belt nice and high to keep you under control. Then, with his free hand, he unbuttoned his pants, letting his drooling dick loll out of the opening. It was pink and swollen, engorged from his pleasure and veiny with blue, dark blood.

You leaned forward to lick him, but he caught you, yanking you back like a bad dog.

"What do we say when we want something, pet?"

John looked down at you with a sinister satisfaction, his smile full of decadent lust and longing.

You met his eyes and gave him your best helpless fawn impression,

"Please..."

He tightened the belt until it bit into your skin, pinching you. Then, he was crushing your face into his pants, shoving your nose into his pubic hair like a naughty puppy.

"What was that?"

"Please! Please... I want to suck your cock. Please, please, please."

Now, you were wriggling and crying in earnest, no longer just playing the part of his helpless victim, but fully submitting to him, eager to be used.

The belt loosened, and a twisted part of you already missed the pain of its steel against your neck.

"Good girl. See? I knew you had it in you," he laughed softly, tapping your cheek with his rigid muscle, rubbing his cock across your face irreverently.

"Hope you're hungry, missus."

[daily-orange-character]

Daily Orange Character #124:

Gordon Freeman from Half-Life!

[your-darling-dolly]

Hi Ragatha! :D What's your favorite dinosaur?

"In that case, uh... Raptors are a classic?"

[another-delta-lover]

Pssst......

*shyly slides it to you*

Hope you like it

OMG SO BEAUTIFUL!!!! I LOVE IT!!! THANK U SO MUCH!!! NEW PFP!!! IT'S AMAZING!!!

[phoenixisobsessed]

For catformers can I get tfp smokescreen for 38 ?

THIS ONE NEW FAVE. (Original post: here)

Exams coming up (help)(I am scared) I’ll try to keep the daily up but I am ngl kinda stressed with many things at once rn. ILYA and we running low on asks again PLEASE I’M BEGGING SEND SOME IN

[sweetestofheartz]

"I don't like my face. . ."

"I love your face"

[itsnatt09]

Hey did you know that’s you’re gorgeous ✨

And your body is very hot 🥵

You think that about *me*? 🥺

I-

*Natalie. exe has stopped working*

[mazzystar24]

i feel like you’re the right audience for this but i’m rewatching gilmore girls and buck and eddie are so luke and lorelai coded sometimes. christopher is rory and shannon is christopher (sorry shannon i love you). ana is max medina.

BABE YOU HAVE DEFINITELY REACHED THE RIGHT AUDIENCE ISTG I THINK I MADE LIKE 167283 POSTS ABOUT THIS

Like eventhough Chris is Rory in this situation I feel like buck is more loralie and Eddie is way more luke, so like plot wise it’s the other way but dynamic and character wise DEFINITELY Luke=Eddie and loralie= buck

Like there is something about the yapper/ fond of the yapper, the one who believes in fate and the universe/ the one who thinks it’s all bs, sunshine/ grumpy, needs attention to survive/doesn’t like attention dynamic that is just RIGHT

Plus like loralie- fucked up and complicated relationship with her parents where she never felt seen by them, troublemaker when she was younger, has a tendency to make things about her/ take things personally, kinda needy and like loves attention, yapper, adhd coded in my opinion, ran away from home at a young age to then find herself in another place and build this sort of found family dynamic, emotional attachment to a jeep, has a tendency to sometimes get control freak, micromanaging mode

All of which are very buck things

And Eddie is so luke for obvious reasons like the sort of need to kinda drag things out of him a little more, endlessly fond and supportive, would rather die than talk about his feelings, like just that sturdy energy idk

And rip Shannon but I have mixed feelings about you and you do fit the Christopher role: like left their kids with no contact✅technically has like a reason of being young scared etc but still went NO CONTACT WITH THEIR CHILD✅ their love interest romanticises their relationship eventhough in reality it’s not a good relationship ✅

Also omg Rory as Chris just works so well cos it’s like that smart beyond their years and supportive energy (cough cough both had a player era too)

I see your Ana as max and I raise you Tommy as Rachel, nothing overtly wrong but they’re just not the right person (if he has the Rachel send off I’d die of joy)

TAYLOR IS JASON (digger) LIKE THE SAME ENERGY OF BEING A BIT COLD AND CLOSED OFF AND SHIT AND THEN BETRAYING THEIR TRUST BY HURTING THEIR FAMILY - actually depending on how Tommy goes his personality also fits Jason too like the kinda closed off energy works

Marisol is Nicole cos Nicole pisses me off 🙄 (like we haven’t seen Marisol enough for me to hate her but you know what edy made me hate her because seeing her face and hearing her voice actually physically makes me vomit) but like lbr personality of a wet towel, underdeveloped, moved very quickly then moved back then moved quick again then imploded

Omg tho if we get any form of luke and loralie build to buddie I would love it like I made a post before about the “I feel like I’m never gonna have it- the whole package” “you will” “you don’t know that, how do you know that” “ I just do” conversation but also the luke and loralie first kiss would be so scrumptious for buddie

I’m gonna shut up now cos I feel like I yapped too much but yes I love you sm because you absolutely clocked me right with this ask

[silenzahra]

Hope you feel better soon 💚

AW 😭😭😭 My God, coming back after a week and finding my inbox full of my sweet and handsome boy is really a GREAT way to make me feel better and happier ��🥹🥹 He looks SO cool and brave in the first one! So silly and cute in the second one! So adorable and happy in the last one! I love him so so much 😭😭😭

From the bottom of my heart: thank you for taking the time to send these lovely pics to me 🥹🫂🫂 I really and truly appreciate it 💖💖💖

[ask-fritz-and-friends]

Well then buddy look like you gained the ability to hear us askers/ anon inside your head.

Think of me like a ghost perhaps? For I am simply a separate being from you. :D

apologies if this isn’t a great explanation.

[the-californicationist]

I was thinking about the Pasadena strawberry festival I used to go to as a kid, and now I want a reader who is super excited for like a local fair and drags Price along with her to go on rides and stuff. It could be fluffy, or it could dissolve into something sticky and smutty. :3

MDNI

Ever since your stressful ordeal, you and John had made excuse after excuse to get off base. Now that Makarov was rotting in the cold Russian ground, John looked as if he could finally breathe. Those first two weeks had been like a fever dream. four flights, two buses, and an Uber ride home all led to the longest hibernation session of your life.

You'd fallen asleep together on a bare mattress, not even bothering to put the fitted sheet over it. He covered you with his body, trapping you beneath him protectively, just as he'd done in your safehouse, unwilling to compromise even now that every house was safe. It seemed like you'd slept for days. Soap called, Ghost sent a few texts, and Gaz dropped by to leave you with some lo mein, but for the most part, they knew you needed rest. And time.

When you finally emerged from your cave, John Price looked like a new man. His eyes seemed brighter, and the worry that creased his forehead smoothed itself like melting ice, thawing him from the inside out.

You knew he was almost cured when he brought home two tickets to the local Strawberry Fest, his eyes twinkling and his belly hungry for strawberry funnel cake fries.

"C'mon, missus. I'll even ride the ferris wheel with you. If I pay the bloke at the bottom, maybe he'll stop it long enough for me to get my hands dirty, huh?"

He teased you, lifting up your dress to squirm a hand inside of your panties, chasing you when you laughed and wrenched yourself away.

The festival was everything good about summer. The weather was bright and clear, the breeze was cool, and the strawberry cider you were drinking was going straight to your head.

John had made a beeline for the funnel cake stand, and as you sat on a grassy knoll together, you let him feed you slices of strawberries covered in light clouds of cream. As you watched the crowd of people milling about, dragging their screaming children, kissing and laughing and eating and dancing, you finally understood the weight of what you had done.

You knew, while you were working, but your hatred for Makarov had blinded you to the truth. The truth was that normal people needed you. They couldn't protect themselves. They would never even realize the danger they were in. It was up to you to stand in its way.

You wrapped your arm around John's wide bicep and planted a kiss on his shoulder, enjoying his messy chewing, wiping off the powdered sugar from his mustache, praying you had bought him some time. Praying that you could be with the normal people for a while, until the next time they needed protecting.

You wanted to see him at peace, and if this was it, then it was heaven.

"C'mon, love. You ready to go for a ride?"

You cast your eyes up at the huge ferris wheel, watching the great machine lift its riders up into the bright sky. John traced your knee with his fingertips, pressing his warm palm further and further up your dress until it was almost indecent. You leaned into him, spreading your legs just a bit so that his hand could travel even further, enjoying the look of shock on his face as you did.

"Hope we don't get stuck up there," you joked.

He smiled, squeezing the inside of your thigh,

"I wonder how much that costs."

[unknownn-girl]

okay so i’ve been totally obsessed with effy stonem lately and i love her wardrobe !! can anyone help me in finding where to buy similar clothes or how to style things ?? preferably cheap stuff btw😭

[manic-pixi-dreamworld]

✨night check✨

8:18pm EST

Laying out in the sun did wonders for my mood Theon even behaved himself so I could enjoy it haha

You know you’re getting old when you’re ready to go to sleep at almost 8:30pm on a Saturday night 🤣god I miss having a social life

I know this might be a cheekier picture but I felt cute so why not

Hope you all have a fun night

Love you

Remember

You are loved

You are wanted

Drink your water

Take your meds

Be kind to yourself

[your-darling-dolly]

Hello miss ragdoll... what would You like to order anything... ?

- Taco Bell Amity

"... I don't even know what a 'baja blast' is?"

[phoenixisobsessed]

Can you do Skywarp as number 15? So silly, not at all nefarious.

Bleeeeh :3 (Original post: here)

He’s so SILLY! I enjoy the seekers so much. And that is officially 10/100 cats done!! Let’s go B3. Again, feel free to send in stuff, we need to get all 100 done!! >:)

[lazy-skullz]

Your art style iz so cute!!! I hope your art block goes away soon, good luck! /gen

thank you !!

and i tried to cure my art block by redrawing that one drawing of paint as a cat from a month ago and im pretty sure it worked ! (≧∇≦)b

now im getting better at drawing cats !!

(i literally get art block once in a lifetime and i always somehow have so much motivation so it goes away in less than a day (T_T))