#It's unreal

[simplykorra]

beatrice’s gay ass never stood a chance

[royalsea-art]

current mood

[touyalove]

GUYS WAKE UP THE POPULARITY POLL DROPPED AND DABI IS ON THE 4TH PLACE!!!!

[f1-birb]

mclaren McLaren take a trip down the Vegas strip featuring a wild alex_albon 🚶‍♂️

[5racha]

[a-map-of-gays]

Netflix Tudum my beloved

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

[Corrupted Anon] Fuck, I couldn’t help myself-

I’ll be using ‘You’ (if I can remember) but it’s still Stoic!Reader

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Grabbing Johnny by his mohawk, the strap-on already digging its way inside his tight asshole, shoving his cock into Gaz’s ass, was an erotic sight for anyone who dares to peak through the slight gap at your door. The thrill of being caught pegging your subordinates on your bed only made the two men underneath you whimper and squirm, literal bitches in heat.

Ever since your encounter with Simon, you needed to release some of that pent up energy, those thoughts you had onto the two people that were under your beck and call when they were so needy.

“Behave mutt, don’t ruin my pretty pillow Princess without my permission,” when did you become so much more vocal? Both of the two sergeants thought before being bottomed out, only thinking about the immense pleasure that you relish them in. “Beg me.”

Johnny was confused before feeling his cock being pulled out from Kyle, who whimpers in protest, the his hole lacking the fleshy rod that was drawing him close to his orgasm. Johnny would’ve felt pity if he wasn’t still being thrusted from behind, his ass meeting with your pelvis as his gives out gargled groans and whimpers as you hold him tightly around his neck, not hard enough to cut off his air-way but enough for that nice feeling to wrap around his head.

“Be me, Kyle. Beg me and this mutt to ruin you pretty little hole~” oh the way you growled made Kyle’s head spin, his eyes dilating at this new tone of yours. The effect went the same way for Johnny, his whimper louder while you watched his cock twitch from the sound of your voice. “Spread that tight hole for me and Johnny boy and we’ll give you what you want.”

Pretty, obedient Kyle spread his cheeks open before you spat down on it, making the sergeant flinch at the sudden wetness before you push Johnny down onto him, making his cock enter Kyle without warning sending Johnny to his second orgasm while Kyle moaned loudly. Your hand flies towards Kyle’s mouth as you hush him.

“Shhhh, Pretty-boy, don’t want the higher-ranks to see the perfect, poised sergeant being such a dirty, pillow princess for me, now do we?” Kyle weakly nods his head, tears already at the brim of pleasure, whining into your hand begging you to let Johnny move so he can cum as well.

Leaning back as you give Johnny space to move his hips but the tired mutt was already shaking and drooling on Kyle’s chest from the double pleasure he felt, his cock already softened inside Kyle. Now that won’t do. You grind the strap-on into Johnny’s ass, hitting deeper inside him making him gasp, his body jerking up as he felt his overstimulated cock twitch back to life.

“That’s it, good boy, Johnny. You haven’t let my Princess cum yet, you greedy thing.”

Johnny lets out a pained moan from his ass overused by you but you couldn’t stop yet, not until Kyle had his fill. Without warning your hips bucked against Johnny, his moans mixed with Kyle’s as you take over the pace. Your strap-on into Johnny’s ass, Johnny’s cock in Kyle’s.

Your hand pushes Johnny’s head, forcing him and Kyle to kiss under your watch, both men moaning at the power you over them. They both moaned your name with each thrust of your hips, before both of them started to mumble nonsense or what was close to your name in gibberish.

“My perfect boys, cum for me.”

A hand reaches down jerk off Kyle, the motion creating a domino effect as Kyle comes on his and Johnny’s chest and stomach, Johnny comes as Kyle clenches down on him while you release onto your strap-on. All three of you panting heavily, Johnny falls on top of Kyle not caring about the mess.

After cleaning them up, you go to get changed but a pair of hands stops you. Oh shit. “Stay,” they both pleaded.

And like with Simon… you given in and stayed, cuddled dead in the centre, a cuddly grave as you dig yourself into more shit. Fuck.

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[wuxxxian]

it's been a while since i posted yibo art here?? look he's still very cute and somehow even more baby than before

[fiannalover]

Engage Cast is great because most of them have Gimmicks and sometimes they're loving Alpacas sometimes they're being a frat boy partier and at least three of them are collecting restraining orders. And then you get to Jade, the cool girl knight that wears 24/7 armor and her gimmick is that she's an award winning best selling novelist

[thebibliosphere]

Both editions of Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites audiobook FINALLY got approved by the Google Play store.

Go forth my beautiful Android phone havers. Your time has come.

[ghostherlig]

gothic western au drabble

i entirely blame @shinshoyu for this (i saw the tags on your reblog, lmk if you want me to untag you <3)- you've infected my brain with this so now it's coming out!! please enjoy johnny with a southern accent torturing kenshi <333

Kenshi didn't know what was happening anymore-

At first, he had let Johnny tag along under the pretense that the actor would probably be tired and exhausted after the first week and just give up and go home.

But Johnny had stayed after the first week.

And the second....

And the third.

In fact, a month in and Johnny was still here, here currently being Madam Bo's Saloon.

Kenshi was nursing a cup of whiskey-tea, a Madam Bo special that had just started to get around town.

But, Johnny had been adamant about sticking around after seeing some of the action that Kenshi had to deal with on the weekly, sometimes daily.

Despite how capable Kenshi had proven himself to be, six shooter or not, Johnny almost seemed possessed by some outside force to keep Kenshi safe.

It was... weird.

"You alright, darlin'?" Johnny's smooth voice came from his left, and Kenshi turned to face him, swirling the tea in his glass.

"Peachy, Cage. Just thinking." Kenshi answered, tipping his head forward so his black pinched-front hat covered his face, hopefully concealing the flush that took over his cheekbones.

"Well, that's never a good sign," Johnny's teasing drawl hit Kenshi's ears, the slight concern there making Kenshi's heart stutter, "What's got you twisted up, babydoll?"

Kenshi didn't think he could survive the night like this.

"Just... thought you'd be gone by now. I'm content with you here, believe me, but... you didn't seem the type for so much action." Kenshi replied, and Johnny made a few faces ranging from surprise to 'really?' to understanding.

"I suppose so, though I guess I'm a little concerned about your thought process." Johnny admitted, and Kenshi raised a brow, looking up so the light could hit his face.

"What about it?" He poked, taking another sip of his tea.

"Do you think I'm travelling with you just for the adventure?" Johnny asked, and Kenshi almost spit out his tea, sputtering for a moment, Johnny's large hands patting his back to help him breathe again.

"Sorry-" Kenshi coughed, Johnny shaking his head.

"Focus on breathin', sugar, take your time," He drawled, a chuckle caught in his words.

Kenshi really didn't think he'd survive the night like this.

"I'm fine, Johnny," Kenshi sighed, the actor removing his hand from Kenshi's back and leaning back in his barstool.

He was waiting for Kenshi to answer him.

"I did. At first. That was the understanding we started this arrangement with," Kenshi started, and Johnny's brows furrowed, his mouth about to open, but Kenshi held his hand up.

"But, after recent... events," Kenshi stressed, thinking back to when Johnny had shown off his own shooting skills, the actor apparently also incredibly skilled with a rifle, "I think there are new reasons for you to stick around." Johnny's concerned brows turned up again, a smile taking over his face, his bare face beaming in the light of the bar.

"And those new reasons are?" He poked, leaning against the bar now, crowding into Kenshi's space.

Usually, the marksman would lean back, put some space between them... but Johnny's warmth was like a blanket, and Kenshi couldn't find it in himself to move.

"This might be presumptuous," Kenshi started, but Johnny just smiled a little wider.

"Try me, darlin'," He drawled, the deeper edge of his voice cutting into the pet name. Kenshi almost shivered.

"Me." The marksman answered, ducking his head again.

Johnny was apparently having none of it, his hand coming to tilt Kenshi's chin back up.

"No need to be so shy, sugar, you hit the nail on the head." Johnny smirked, and Kenshi didn't think he'd ever been looked at the way Johnny was looking at him now.

In the low light of the bar, eyes glowing like honey mead in the evening sun, emotions bare for all to see, his gaze softer than the early winter snow.

"Cut that out," Kenshi huffed, turning back to his drink, throwing it back and holding his hat, tilting it forward to hide his face again.

Johnny laughed, something boisterous and loud and oh so sweet.

"Sorry, babydoll," He smiled, nudging Kenshi with his elbow as he stood, "I'll save it for the next time we're alone." He winked, and Kenshi sighed as he walked away, his face ablaze after Johnny's relentless teasing.

Yeah. He wouldn't survive tonight.

[qloof]

blorbo from my minecraft streamer except i havent drawn him in a while so the beyblade artstyle is seeping through

[chinzhilla]

how does babe tanatat have the biggest sparkliest eyes known to man

[jingdotyang]

I can't believe that the made Cement EN say the funny line that is "Das conk creet baybee"

NEW Cement English Voice! ALL Voicelines (E2 + Max Trust) | Arknights - YouTube

[bludscrewz]

I hate him with every fiber of my being

(Elsen 7 belongs to @ultramori btw!)

[conchshell]