#Paint Removal Tips

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How to Get Paint Out of Clothes - Best Easy Steps

How to Get Paint Out of Clothes – Best Easy Steps

Take care of your clothes from tough paint stains with some awesome cleaning methods that will keep your clothes new and stainless. Learn how to get paint out of your clothes, which cleaning products, and methods to use.  When the involvement of paint comes into play, whether you are getting paint in your home, Many times children are doing some fun activities at home with their mothers or their…

[sergle]

i love & live for your nailposting so i have to ask — do you have any tips on cuticle care??? i find that mine grow SUPER quickly and i constantly have to trim them back with cuticle clippers but i feel like they never…. Look Nice™️.

first of all THANK YOU and the 10 other ppl who like my nailposting. second, it's hard to give specific tips w/o knowing anything about your Bod, but general tips that are always applicable are just like. push them back frequently, esp when they're soft like right after your hands have gotten wet, or you've moisturized. also def recommend using a cuticle oil every once in awhile, daily if possible! you can homebrew a cuticle oil by just using jojoba and vitamin E, if you wanna be a little cheap abt it and/or you're sensitive to fragrances, Like Moi. (premade cuticle oil is generally Scented.) using cuticle nippers and trimming them is sick and I also do it every once in awhile, but keeping them Pushed Back and Not Dry is the first line of defense, I think! if you're snipping really often, though, it can actually make the regrowth a little Worse. edit: I ALMOST FORGOT about doing cuticle cleanup with a dissolvent. they make lots of kinds, I have a sally hansen one, it comes in a little blue bottle. For the dead skin that's actually climbing up the nail plate and sticking to it, you'd apply this stuff for a minute or so, and then scrape off the (newly softened) dead skin with a little orangewood stick/cuticle pusher.

[raveartts]

another radiorose wip for another day 💔

[eugeniedanglars]

i forget the details but you know that post where a person was explaining to their therapist how they really hate doing some task because of the annoying process involved and the therapist was like "why don't you just [extremely simple alternate way of doing things]?" and the person had never realized they were allowed to do it that way? yeah i just had that moment where after years of using a shitty non-acetone nail polish remover just because i happened to already own the bottle i finally realized i could just... buy regular nail polish remover. and guys? it turns out nail polish is way easier to remove if you use acetone

[stealingyourbones]

Gotta love when you zone out so hard you knock off a side mirror from scraping the side of a stop light :)))))))

[risingoftime]

coriolanus snow x fem!reader | smut below mdni

“Coryo, stop teasing,” you whined.

Coriolanus rubbed his tip against your puffy clit. The tingling sensation began to overwhelm you while he continued to stroke your folds with his cock.

“Shhh.” He softly kissed your forehead and leaned his head close to your ear, licking the skin from the base of your neck to your jaw. “You hear that?” he whispered. Before you could respond, Coriolanus slammed his cock into your hole, forcing you to take in all of him with no time to adjust. He spread your legs further apart to give him more access. Coriolanus took his precious time thrusting in and out, and your wet cunt gripped around his length. You cried out his name, pleading for more.

“You sound so pretty, baby. I love to hear you moan my name,” Coriolanus praised.

He pushed himself in more profoundly, hitting your G-spot, “Ahhh Coryo, fuck yes right there.” You could feel yourself pulsing around his cock. When attempting to force him to move faster, Coriolanus removed his hands from your legs to pin your hands above your head on the mattress. “I will fuck you when I want and how I want,” he snarled. And Coriolanus did just that, engulfed in your wet heat and edging himself to orgasm, one stroke at a time.

He kept your wrists pinned down with one hand and took the other to caress your clit. Coriolanus found joy in watching you squirm under his intense stare, waiting to see your eyes roll back when you orgasm. He loved admiring your pussy squirting on his cock even more.

“Tell me that this pussy is mine.”

“It’s all yours.”

You watched in awe as his thick veins pulsed before spouting his cum on your pussy before pumping more inside of you, painting your walls with his seed.

[firespeedy]

How to Remove Swirls from Car Paint?

What are paint swirls? Car paint swirls, also known as wash marring or buffer trails, are tiny scratches that appear on the surface of a car’s painted finish. These tiny imperfections may look like little circles or lines and can make your vehicle look dull and worn out. While improper washing techniques can cause these swirls, they’re most often caused by incorrect buffing or polishing with an…

[lyxandria]

the arrangement

mdni; nsfw; piv; breeding kink; loss of virginity; degradation; rough sex; dubcon (slight towards end)

It was a simple arrangement really. you spread your legs for him whenever - and wherever - he wanted.

And he would fuck you as hard and as often as he could.

When he first proposed you being his fucktoy, you had your reservations - this was not exactly the kind and loving relationship you had sought. But when he removed his belt and unzipped his pants, revealing his massive cock, you suddenly had a change of mind.

And when he plunged his thick cock inside your tight, virgin pussy for the first time, you had an immediate change of heart. 

Yes, your body cried out as he filled you with a pleasurable pain you never thought was even possible. 

Use me. Abuse me. Make me your toy. 

You panted and whimpered, your sounds desperate, pathetic, as he pounded your pussy, fucking you harder and faster with each rough thrust. Seeing you drunk on his cock, he knew he could do anything to you he wanted and you'd be begging for more.

He slowed his thrusts, your body writhing under his, desperately seeking friction. “where do you want my load?” he asked, already knowing his answer.

On your face? He pictured how pretty you'd look with his spunk covering your facial features, gobs of cum dripping down your cheeks, glistening on your lips. The taste fresh on your mouth when he kisses your lips.

What about your chest? Your breasts were soft and round, big enough to fill each of his hands. They'd be lovely coated with his milky white cum, his hands eager to rub his juices into your soft flesh. 

But there was only one place he was ever planning to cum - your womb. 

Your womb was the ideal spot. He wouldn't have to worry about pulling out or protection; you would feel his hot load spill exactly where he was made to leave it. The goal here, of course, was to breed you until your belly swelled, and continue to fuck you through your pregnancy until you gave birth to his child.

And repeat that. Over and over again.

He increased his speed, his hips slamming against yours. Waiting for the moment your eyes flew open, watching as you realized what he had planned. 

And you knew that because of your agreement, you couldn't refuse; you simply couldn't say no. 

His fingers dug into your hips as he yanked your body close to his, drilling his cock deeper and deeper. You cried out, pleasure mixing with fear – if he wanted to breed you your first time, what else did he have in store for you. Those fears quickly dissipated, morphing into excitement as his cock twitched inside you, his tip kissing your cervix before painting your walls white with his seed. 

“Take it all, you're doing so good,” he praised as he held your hips firm against his,ensuring not a single drop was wasted, your pussy milking him dry of every last drop as tears rolled down your cheeks.

Coming down from your high, your body laid boneless underneath his, his cock still inside you, plugging your pussy full of his seed. 

“I hope you're ready for more,” he whispered in your ear, his tongue tickling your skin. Your eyelids fluttered as he spoke, the urge to pass out overwhelming. “That's okay,” he added, as he began to thrust inside you, fucking his seed deeper inside you. “Awake or asleep, you're my cumslut now. It's not like you can say no in your position, anyway.”

- Wriothesley, Ayato, Itto, Zhongli, Blade, Jing Yuan, Sampo, Childe

[paintingfox1]

5 ways to get oil paint out of clothes without thinner

Saving your clothes from oil paint stains being an artist is very tough. These stains are so much stubborn that they leave some spots after being washed again and again. This blog aims to deliver 5 best practices which you can apply to remove. See more.

Saving your clothes from oil paint stains being an artist is very tough. A messy artist always get so much spots of oil paint on his clothes. These stains are so much stubborn that they leave some spots after being washed again and again. This blog aims to deliver 5 best practices which you can apply to remove oil paint from any kind of fabric. Oil paint is actually a slow drying paint consist…

[billysgun]

liquor

billy the kid x rich-girl!reader..pt2 to whiskey|requested! 18+| billy finds himself undressing the richest girl in town, and decides to teach her a lesson|

your body slammed against the boarding house door, lace dress ripped and lips hungrily moving over each other as the taste of whiskey slipped in each other's mouths.

billy lets out a frustrated groan as his nails dig at the back of your corset, eager to remove every little thing that hid your body from him

you giggle as your painted nails reach back and quickly undo the corset, throwing it across the floor as you turn back to billy

"think you can handle undoing a few buttons, cowboy?"

billy bit his lip to swallow his rebuttal, deciding to shut you up with another liquor-filled kiss while he undid the buttons of your lace dress

it slid off your body slowly, the layers pooling at your feet with your bloomers nowhere to be seen. billy shakes his head as his arms wrap around your waist

"knew just what you were comin' here to do" he said under his breath and you wore a proud grin

"and I got what I wanted"

"not yet, princess. I ain't just gonna roll over for you" he whispered before kissing you slowly, hands undoing his belt

"knees"

you sunk immediately, eyes staring up at the cowboy as he fishes his cock out

"I didn't ride all the way here just to-" he shut you up when his dick sprung out, vein bulging with a red angry tip. suddenly you forgot what you were saying and your tongue was out

"fuckin' hell you rich folk, always needin' to be attended to first" he mumbled under his breath, you didn't like that.

sure, it was probably true, but you're the one on your knees right now.

your tongue traced over his tip, toying with him, making him wild as he sucked his lip in, not trying to satisfy you with moans

you removed your tongue and he whined at the loss

"you can't insult me when I'm sucking you off and keep your moans, you poor folk are so selfish"

he let out a hearty laugh at that and just when your lips were about to wrap around his cock he tipped your head toward him

"you wanna see selfish, doll?"

now we were talking. you tried to bite a grin back as you stood, he led you to the bed where he sat with his legs spread

"come on, honey" he ushered you toward him and you positioned yourself above his pulsing erection, you slowly sunk down and you swear you saw the bright light everyone talks about

billy didn't seem to shy to hold back his groans anymore and you certainly weren't, you began to bounce on him but he quickly stopped you with his hands on your hips

"billy-" you whined to him, done with his teasing but he just grinned at you

"thought I was showin' you selfish, love?" he asked and you rolled your eyes, pout tugging your lips as you tried with all your might to move

"billy please!" you whimpered and he sighed, giving you one deep thrust but stopping at that

"I will get off right now and find someone else!" you huffed but he only chuckled, grip still tight

"honey, I know you don't want no one else. you thought I didn't see you eyeing me ever? you were practically drooling every time I rode in!" he made fun of you and you felt your cheeks burn hot

"yeah, so? I'm sure that happens a lot with you cowboys!" you defended yourself and he nodded

"yeah, but I don't like no one gawking at me but you, sweetie" he admitted as he swooped you on your back, arm beside your head as he began to slowly thrust in you

"billy!" your legs wrapped around him, and he started a harsh rhythm that left you with your eyes rolling back

you vibrated with pleasure as he kissed down your throat, squeezing him as the sound of skin slapping and moans filled the room

his fingers found your clit as he began rubbing sloppy circles on it, kissing your neck before he experimentally slapped your bud

your back arched as you moaned his name, he grinned in your neck and began spanking the bundle of nerves. you'd be squirming like crazy if it wasn't for the hand that held you down and you began to lose yourself in the immense pleasure

"come on, sweet thing" he whispered, and you shook around him as your orgasm took over, running through your body as your mind melted for billy the kid

"fuck, hold on" he whined as he removed himself from you and jerked his dick above your breasts a few times before releasing all over you.

you panted for a few minutes as billy grabbed a rag and quickly cleaned you

"sorry...didn't want to get you pregnant because then I'd for sure be fired" he grinned as you laughed, he tossed the rag aside and scooped you up as he held you tight

"you should probably take me home before my parents find out I'm gone..." you mumbled in his chest

"don't they let you rest on sundays?" he mumbled in your hair and you quickly looked up at the now blushing cowboy

"how did you know that?"

"maybe I also had an eye out f'you..." he grinned as shame came out in the redness of his ears, you smiled and kissed him slowly

"well then I guess we can rest for a little while..." you whispered before digging your face into his chest and falling asleep

an: lmk what you think about this!!! I have trouble with writing a billy that isn't pure fluff and soft smut so he might seem a little ooc here...thank you for all the requests you guys!! ilysm <333

[skywalkerslvt]

Cockwarming Leon

❥Pairing: Leon Kennedy x F!Reader

❥Summary: You cockwarm Leon while doing paperwork.

❥CW: 18+, smut, unprotected p in v, oral sex (leon receiving), cockwarming, sub!leon, degradation (reader calls leon slut/whore), praise, dacryphilia (crying), orgasm delay/denial, 1.5k words

❥a/n: Very rushed fic, not proofread, hope you enjoy! BTW my asks/requests are open so PLEASE send something in! I would love some new fic ideas <3

After a long day at work, you trudged through the front door of your apartment, the weight of unfinished paperwork still lingering in your mind. Despite the exhaustion gnawing at your bones, the thought of spending time with Leon lifted your spirits. With a mischievous glint in your eye, you sought out your boyfriend, finding him lounging in the living room, eyes on the television. You approached him on the couch, returning the soft smile he gave you as you straddled his thighs and nuzzled into his neck. 

“Hey, you,” he sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms around you while arching his neck back, giving your searching lips more access. “How was work?” 

You hummed against his neck. “Long. Missed you,” you replied between kisses, teeth lightly scraping against his skin. You relished in the way his breathing hitched in response, hips rolling up slightly to gain friction against his quickly hardening cock. 

With a teasing smile, you stood, dragging Leon with you by the collar of his t-shirt, gently pushing him towards the desk chair. You kissed him softly, then knelt between his spread legs, running your hands up his tense thighs. You placed a kiss over the tent in his sweatpants, maintaining eye contact with him as he bit his lip in anticipation. 

You tugged at the waistband of his sweats and boxers, pulling them down his hips and letting them pool at his ankles, freeing his cock from its confines as it slapped against his lower abdomen. You licked a long stripe from the base to the tip before taking him fully into your mouth, swatting his hands away as he reached to place them on your head. Leon’s eyelids fluttered closed as he let out a strained moan, lost in the feeling of your warm, wet mouth around his pulsing dick. 

Your mouth was off him just as fast as it was on him, your hand replacing your mouth as you gave his wet cock a few pumps before getting up and reaching for your bag, pulling out your paperwork. A puzzled expression painted Leon’s flushed face as you placed your paperwork on the desk and began removing your pants. 

“What–What are you doing?” He panted out. Now naked from the waist down, you situated yourself onto his lap, taking his cock in your hands and guiding it to your dripping cunt, flashing him a coy smile over your shoulder. 

“I have to finish up some paperwork,” you replied sweetly, “But you can be a good boy and sit still while I do this, can’t you?”

With a playful glint in your eyes, you positioned yourself over his lap, guiding his throbbing cock to the entrance of your slick folds. Leon's breath hitched at the sensation, his hands instinctively reaching out to grasp your hips, but you shot him a warning look, halting his movements. "No touching, Leon," you admonished softly, your voice laced with authority. "You don't get to fuck me until I say so."

Leon whimpered, but placed his hands at his sides obediently, a shiver running down his spine at the commanding tone of your voice. With a teasing smirk, you sank down fully onto his cock, relishing in the way he filled you completely, stretching you deliciously with each inch. 

A low groan spilled from Leon’s lips as you fully seated yourself onto his cock, your velvety walls clenching around him in a tight, welcoming embrace. Leon's hands clenched into fists at his sides, his restraint palpable as he struggled to remain still, his cock throbbing with need.

You were seemingly uninterested, working diligently on your paperwork as Leon’s needy whimpers filled the room, his arousal mounting with the tightening of your walls around his dick. With a wicked grin, you deliberately clenched around him, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from his lips as he fought to maintain his composure.

“God, you really are just a needy slut, aren’t you?” you teased, giving him a mischievous smirk over your shoulder. “Be a good boy and wait just a little while longer, and then you’ll get your reward, yeah?”

Leon nodded frantically, his self-control hanging by a thread as he surrendered himself to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his veins. He was being so good for you, and if you were being honest, you didn’t know how much longer you could hold out with the way his cock was filling you so well. 

As you turned back to your work and clenched down on him once more, every shred of self control Leon had was thrown out the window. It all just felt too good, and he couldn’t help but roll his hips up, his needy cock seeking the friction it needed. You let out a surprised gasp, unprepared for the intrusion of his thick head against that sweet spot deep inside your cunt. As you dropped your pen, Leon knew he was in trouble. 

He felt a sharp slap on his thigh, your eyes narrowing at him as you ridiculed his behaviour. “You greedy little whore. Are you that much of a desperate slut that you can’t listen to simple instructions?” 

Leon’s eyes drifted to the floor in shame, but you wouldn’t accept that. You grabbed a hold of his face, forcing his eyes back to yours. “I’ll let it slide this time, but if this happens again, you won’t get to fuck me. Understood?”

“Y-yes ma’am! I’m s-so sorry–won’t happen again. Just p-please let me fuck you.”

"Good boy." You gave him a teasing smile and shifted slightly in your chair, purposefully clenching around him. A choked whimper escaped his lips, and you felt a surge of satisfaction at the sight of him struggling to maintain control.

Turning your attention back to the paperwork, you picked up your pen and started to write. Each deliberate clench of your muscles around him elicited a new wave of shivers and gasps. You could feel his desperation growing, the tension in his body building with each passing second.

Minutes ticked by as you continued your work, only occasionally glancing down to see Leon's face contorted with need, tears spilling down from his eyes. He was doing his best to stay still, but you could tell he was on the verge of breaking.

Without warning, you clenched around him harder, making him cry out softly. His breaths were becoming more erratic, and his body trembled as he tried to hold back. "P-please," he begged, his voice a strained whisper. "I can't... I need to..."

You leaned down, your lips brushing against his ear. "Not yet, Leon. Be patient. I just have one more thing to do" You kissed his temple gently before returning to your paperwork, leaving him trembling beneath you.

Leon's breaths came out in ragged gasps, his body trembling with anticipation and need. Tears continued to streak down his cheeks as he fought to hold back his impending release, the desperation evident in every strained movement. He was completely at your mercy, his arousal and obedience to your commands intertwined in a tangled web of pleasure and restraint.

Finally, with a final flourish of your pen, you set aside your paperwork and turned your full attention back to Leon. His eyes were filled with a mix of desperation and longing, his entire being consumed by the need to release the tension coiled tightly within him.

You leaned in close, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered softly, "You've been such a good boy for me, Leon. You've earned your reward."

With that, you began to move, rolling your hips in slow, deliberate circles as you rode him with purpose and intent. Leon's breath caught in his throat, a choked sob escaping his lips as he surrendered himself to the overwhelming pleasure washing over him.

His hips thrusted upwards, meeting the rolling of your hips as he chased his pleasure. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on for very long, but in that moment all he cared about was cumming. 

As you felt his release approaching, you quickened the pace, your movements becoming more urgent as you chased your own climax. The tension in the air was palpable, the anticipation building to a fever pitch as you both hurtled towards the edge of bliss.

And then, with a final, desperate cry, Leon found release, his body convulsing with pleasure as he spilled himself inside you. The feeling of his hot seed filling you pushed you over the edge, your own orgasm crashing over you in a wave of ecstasy.

You collapsed against each other, spent and breathless, the only sound filling the room the echo of your racing hearts. With a gentle touch, you cupped his face, brushing away the tears that still lingered there.

"Are you okay?" you whispered, your voice filled with concern as you searched his eyes for any sign of discomfort.

Leon nodded weakly, a soft smile gracing his lips as he reached up to caress your cheek. "I'm more than okay," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. "That was…amazing."

A warmth spread through your chest at his words, filling you with a sense of contentment unlike anything you'd ever known. Wrapping your arms around him, you held him close, relishing in the closeness you shared.

[starshipsofstarlord]

“I don’ have the patience ter remove yer clothes righ’ now.”

pairing. daryl dixon x fem!reader

summary. daryl returns from a hunt, but he doesn’t care for what he caught; he’d rather catch you beneath him

warnings. smut, unprotected sex, creampie, kitchen sex, horny!daryl

MINORS DNI (18+), I DO NOT CONTROL YOUR CONSUMPTION ON THIS BLOG 👻

divider credits. @cafekitsune

Although Daryl had been out hunting god knows what creatures that lurked outside the walls, he still looked at you as though you were his prey. His muddy boots left footprints in their walk as he stalked with an animalistic purpose towards you, a hungry glare encapsulating his eyes.

“Need ya righ’ now sweetness.” It wasn’t necessary for him to speak twice, an excited warmth circulated within your body, and from the famished desperation which he displayed as he posed a strong grip around your waist and littered rushed and open mouth kisses across the curve of your shoulder, it was obvious that no foreplay would be involved in your sensual activity.

Your hands drifted to the bottom seam of your ratty shirt that laid a small distance below your abdomen, however Daryl swatted them away from the fabric, blindly walking your bodies backwards until you were trapped between hun and the clear dining table.

“I don’ have the patience ter remove yer clothes righ’ now.” He muttered across your mouth, which left you enthralled. It felt almost scandalous despite being in your own home, endorphins were swimming in your bloodstream as you felt your centre become slick with the arousal that your archer had caused.

A gasp was quick to slip from your lips as Daryl pressed down on your sternum with his large palm, forcing your back to lay across the table, he licked at his lips as he cherished the sight of you in front of him, before he began sliding your faded jeans down your legs until they were balled up in a bunch at your calves.

“Need you inside of me D.” The words escaped you in the form of a whine, and that seemed to spur Daryl back into action. He fumbled in a messy fight against his belt, until the buckle was finally free, and then he proceeded to release his throbbing cock that was leaking with precum at the thought of being sheathed deep inside of you.

“Been thinkin’ ‘bout this all day.” He huskily confessed, grasping his hard length with his dominant hand, standing between your legs as he rolled his flush red tip around your clit for a few seconds which had you wantonly yearning for more, before he angled his cock at your entrance.

He wasted no more time as he slowly pushed into your pulsating walls, the echo of various curses filling the room until your bodies were close together. One of his hands supported his weight atop of you beside your head on the table, as the other pivoted your right leg loosely over his hip.

He rolled his hips, which had your hands pressing into the blades of his scarred shoulders, but he cared not for their placement as he pulled back and plunged eight back into your heat. The archer built up a rhythm as your eyes crossed paths of contact his brunette locks fell around his face like a halo.

Your breaths intermingled, causing a dew to dawn on both of your faces, the grips you had on each others skin growing rougher. “Daryl…” His name came out as a whisper from the tip of your tongue, and the reply that you got was a few grunts and groans of endearing acknowledgment.

Your brows furrowed together as you felt the pit of your stomach broaden, warning your mind of an impending orgasm. “D-dar, I-I’m c-close.” Each syllable was drawled out and the pitch of your voice became higher and Daryl kept going strong with his erotic administrations, pressing his cock into you in a way that hit the sweet hidden spot that caused your high to prevail and snap.

He felt your release surround his cock, and with a few more ravenous plunges, he emptied his cum into your contracting walls, painting you from the inside out. Daryl remained in the same position that he had abjured atop of you for a few loving moments, placing a supple kiss upon your lips before removing himself.

A breathy laugh mindlessly fluttered from your mouth which caused Daryl to squint questionably at you and your amused, post orgasm haze. “It would’ve only taken a few seconds for us to get completely naked.” To prove your point, you kicked your boots off your feet, and allowed your jeans to peel all the way off your legs. Daryl rolled his eyes, silently finding amusement in your retort.

“Shuddup woman, needed ya.” He had been craving you, and as he allowed his eyes to run up your body, he felt the desire creep up on him again. It was a cruel world, but at least he had you; the woman he had survived through it all with. He’d never let you go anywhere, however the bedroom was sounding pretty exciting now.

[insaneprincess]

☆ megumi f.

busty reader, spanking, hard fingering, cream, cum eating, mean megumi, unprotected sex, praising, degrading ( slut ) choking, pussy slapping, oral (f & m receiving) cursing, mating press, titty fucking, crying,

you were on your knees, naked in front of your boyfriend. your breast stroking his length while you suck the swollen pink tip. precum helping his cock slide easier. “ stop fucking looking at me like that” he cursed seeing how you looked up at him with you big eyes. his tall figure infront of you with his sweat pants down to his ankle and his shirt on the floor near him. you quickly closed your thighs feeling your cunt flutter at his mean words.

your hands started moving your breast up and down focusing on helping your boyfriend cum so he can give your cunt the attention it needed. your tongue glazing on his slit giving kitten licks and kisses when his cock twitched. he moved his cock up and down with the help of the baby oil and his precum. his breathing sped up as you used both your soft breast and your mouth for his release.

looking down at your figure with sweat dripping from his forehead and his hair all damp he came but you continued removing your breast- gripping on his thigh as you deepthroated him. feeling his tip in the back of your throat, releasing his warm cum that you gulped down “goddamn it fuck-”. he pushed your head away causing his cum to squirt on your face. pulling you up wiping your face that was covered in his cum you laughed showing him your pearly whites.

“ you’re such a dirty slut” he smirked before demanding you to lay on the bed with your legs spread. knowing that your small hands can’t hold you huge thighs, he held them for you. he stared at your pussy. it was so wet for the make out and the titty fucking.

you pouted and whimper when you felt his eyes staring deeply hard at you. “ please ‘gumi it hurts-” he hummed before shoving his face between your thighs, shoving a finger in your tight hole. your face was so hot from the lack of coldness in the room and your tears collected tears as he shook his head while pushing his tongue inside you. you squirmed not being able to handle all that pleasure.

“stop squirming” he demanded yanking your hips back to his face. “ y-you’re too deep!! uhm” you cried out when he landed a harshly slap on your clit causing you to shut your legs closed but he immediately opened them back. in a few minutes you were shaking from his fingers and how fast they went in your pussy making your toes curl. your mouth was wide open yet no sound came out. you were so lost in the pleasure your boyfriend was giving you.

your back arched and you let out a moan when megumi pressed down on your stomach causing your cum to gush out on his face and on the sheets. you tried to push his head away yet his grip on your thighs and the muffled words he let out sent vibrating to your core. when he finally broke free you saw how his face was all damp.

“ oh shit- babe i’m sorry” you hurriedly grabbed a towel to wipe off his face but his pinned you down shoving his tongue in your mouth. he pulled away watching how you chances his lips with a pout. “ spread them open for me princess” he kneeled infront as he tapped his tip on your folds before sliding his inches in.

with your legs thrown on his shoulder and your pussy spread on display for him megumi groan as how you immediately clenched around him. not wasting anymore seconds before slamming into you, heavy balls slapping on your ass that made you sensitive.

“ o-oh fuckkkk! right there right the-shitt” you teared up as he rubbed your clit with his thumb. his low eyes gape at how you painted his cock with your cum making it easier for him. your nails trailed on his abs which he shoved away knowing you wanted to push him away. “ fucking take it and stop running away. thought you-ohh- thought you wanted this”

once his tip slammed multiple times at your cervix you felt droplets of squirt gush over him wetting his dick more than enough to fasten his pace. he groan as you locked your legs around his waist. he screamed out as you clenched around his cock arching your back of the bed, basically locking him in. “ yn- yn wait” you ignore him letting your nails dragging across his back as you violently came. “ fuck im gonna cum- holy shit!” you sigh as you felt him squeeze your breast, kissing your face as his his twitches inside you signaling he was gonna cum.

once he felt relaxed listening to your labored breathing and his pants he leaned down caressing your swollen lips. picking you up from the bed.

[satorusugurugurl]

Manicure

Summary: Gojo decides to FaceTime you while on a mission. But when he calls you while you're doing your nails, there's a twitch in his pants that he can't ignore.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 1,477

Warnings: horny Gojo, cursing, jerking off, reader unaware

A/N: I loooove facetime smexy stuff and masturbation. Bork bork woof!! Just a short little drabble!!

Overseas missions were the worst. One, Gojo hated them because he was away from you, his beautiful girlfriend, and second, he always got incredibly horny. Now the thing about Gojo Satoru was that when he was around you, he was horny all the damn time, but you know what they say. Distance makes the heart grow fonder?

Yeah, well, distance made his dick harder.

Luckily, the special grade curse he was sent to handle was taken care of. The only bad thing was that he had to attend a stupid meeting in Kyoto the following day. So he sulked in bed, brushing his damp hair back as his phone rang, waiting for you to pick it up. If he could hear your voice and see your pretty face, he might be able to survive the next day.

The instant your face lit up his screen, he smiled wide, muscles relaxing as your cheeks flushed as you beamed. “Toru!” You greeted enthusiastically, swaying in the chair you sat in. “Hi, baby! I miss you!” Seeing your grinning face was enough to ease the sore, stiff muscles in his back.

“Hi, sweetheart, what are you doing?”

Looking at the counter you sat on, he noticed several items. A bottle of nail polish, a bottle of nail polish remover, and your UV light lamp. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to put what you were doing together. But there was something about how excited you got explaining the process of doing your nails that always left him smiling.

You had been doing your nails for the last few years to save money. Satoru had offered multiple times to pay for you to get your nails done, but you insisted that you preferred doing your nails, but he could pay for your pedicures if he wanted. You were never the type of girl to have him pay for everything despite him wanting to.

“I’m doing my nails!” You excitedly told him, holding up the hand that wasn’t under the glowing blue light. “See, I found this pretty cerulean blue that matches your eyes!”

Satoru glanced at the screen but wasn’t focusing on your nails. He was staring at your hand. The pretty hand that looked utterly gorgeous wrapped around his cock. His mind trailed off, thinking of how pretty the blue would look against his stiff shaft as you jerked him off.

“Mmm, it’s pretty.” Slowly, he slid his hand down his chisel chest, dipping it underneath his sweatpants. “I like the shape.”

“Oh yeah,” you moved your hand, turning it so you could look at the shape of your nails. Your fingers curled in slightly, and Satoru imagined his cock sliding in and out of your hand as he stroked himself. “I tried to do a more oval shape, but I prefer the square shape.”

“I-I think your nails look good regardless.” His hand squeezed around himself as he stroked up and down his throbbing, thick shaft. Moving up to the tip, where he massages the sensitive head, a dribble of beading pre-cum over his slit. “Mmmn, such pretty nails. Pretty hands and a pretty face.”

“Whoa, someone misses me!” You tease, pulling one hand out before sliding the other under the lamp. “But what about my personality?”

Satoru stroked himself hard, groaning as softly as he could as you held your hand out in front of you, examining the work you’d done. “You’re beautiful inside and out, babe, so pretty. Big brain, good heart, and a nice ass.” And he could not wait to get behind, slapping and groping you as he fucked you into the mattress. From that position, he’d be able to see you dig those beautifully painted nails and the sheets, gripping onto them for dear life as he fucked the life out of you.

“That’s more like it.” You glance at the camera with a grin that fell as soon as it tugged at the corners of your mouth. “Satoru? Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, why?” He stroked himself faster, exhaling through his nose, doing his best not to clue you in on what he was doing. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to have phone sex with you, but he knew until you put the topcoat on your nails, your gel polish would be tacky and easy to mess up. He also knew that if you were to get on your skin, the possibility of you developing an allergy was very likely. So he’d have you sit this out and get off to your pretty pretty face without knowing for now.

“Your cheeks are red, and you seem out of it?” Concern flashed over your features as you pulled your hand out from under the lamp. “The higher-ups are seriously seriously pushing you too far. You need to tell them you need a break.”

Oooh fuck, he loved it when you got all heated like that. There was something about the carnal anger that made its way across your features that made his cock throb, which was currently doing so in his hand. He just nodded his head, biting his lip as he smeared more pre-cum over his aching tip.

“I know, I know, baby.”

“You know what? I’m taking this into my own hands.” You put another coat of the shimmer blue polish on your nails. “Your next mission will involve me taking care of you before I turn into a special grade curse.”

Satoru stroked himself faster, biting his lip as you focused on your nails. “Yeah~? How are you going to take care of me?” You shut your eyes with a gentle smile without looking at the camera.

“Well, I would start with your nice warm bath.” God, why the fuck were you so cute? “Then I’d make you a nice home-cooked meal, and we’d have your favorite kikufuku for dessert.” God, hearing you talk about spoiling him had his body relaxing as Satoru stroked himself faster, playing with his balls before squeezing his tip. He watched your face as you continued doing your nails without knowing he was masturbating. “Then I would give you a nice massage, run my fingers through your beautiful hair, scratching your scalp, and then I would let you fall asleep on my tits because I know you love to do that.”

Satoru’s balls clenched in his hand as he bucks his hips forward fucking into his fist. “I-I love you, fuck, I love you.” He was so close, oh so fucking close to cumming.

“Awe, Toru, I love you too.” You blew him a kiss, which sent him over the edge. Ropes of cum coated his hand and chest, leaving him groaning as he chewed on his lip, trying not to alert you as to what he was doing. But as he lay there, cock twitching limply against his abdomen. You finally took him in as a whole.

Something wasn't right, from his sweat-coated forehead to the rosey tint to his cheeks and chest. You fought against the panic rising in your chest. You figured perhaps maybe the exhaustion was getting to him. The higher-ups had pushed him too far this time; he was a thousand miles away, and there wasn’t anything you could do.

“Satoru? Baby, are you okay?”

Your white-haired boyfriend chuckled breathlessly. “I’m fucking fantastic. God, I love you; I miss you so fucking much.” He sat up, bringing the phone close to his face. “If I didn’t have to go to this stupid fucking meeting tomorrow, I would teleport right there and show you just how much I miss you.” This time, your cheeks were burning with a blush as he pulled your hand out from under the UV lamp. “Finish up doing your nails, take a hot shower, and text me when you’re in bed.”

“Huh, why wou—” you choked on your words as he held up a hand coated in white sticky cum, “I-I—!”

“I need to show you my mess and return the favor. Get your Bluetooth vibe out, and text me when you're ready. God, I fucking love you.”

Without another word, the lying disconnected, leaving you sitting there, hands half-painted and panties wet. You weren’t sure if you were in shock over the fact he had jerked off to you talking about normal stuff? Or how the hell had he gotten away with jerking off without you knowing it? All you knew was that you needed to finish doing your nails fast because you have a phone sex date to get to!

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[elliesgaythoughts]

Ellie fucking you in your brothers room after she had an argument with him

Toxic bbf!Ellie x in love reader

Warnings: fighting, angst, oral, blood, spit kink (once) and weed💗

“Broo cmon!” Ellie’s yell passes through your brothers room to your ears as you sit crossed legged atop your bed, barely reading up on your studies, your mind was other places. You missed Ellie.

It has been days since Ellie had her fingers buried inside your snug cunt, since you moaned her name and fucked yourself on her, since she called you her good girl as she sucked her fingers clean and walked out of your room as if nothing had happened. She then walked downstairs and greeted your parents so sweetly with the taste of you still on her tongue.

You tried to focus on the sounds from kehlani that filled your ears but her yells that started playfully at your brother were starting to sound a bit more serious, they argued often over stupid shit like video games and sports “you didn’t fucking win!” “I fucking did. What do you call this then?” You hear him chuckle as he probably shows her the scoreboard, then the house goes silent as Ellie knocks the wind from his lungs with a swift punch to the ribs “cunt!” she screams as he hits her back with a box to the face and you hear the sound of fists hitting flesh and hisses of pain for a solid ten minutes before you hear your brother yell at you “im gonna go get some air!” and slam the front door.

You grab a cloth and cautiously walk out in just your pink shorts, a white crop and your hair in a ponytail “Ellie?” You call softly as you follow the sounds of her groans into your brothers room, you creak the door open and your heart drops at the sight “fuuck baby” you coo, stepping forward with the rag in your hand and reaching up to wipe the bloody corner of her mouth “don’t call me that”

She hated when you showed her affection but when she saw your bottom lip tremble, your eyes tear up and your gaze fall she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around you “shh it’s okay mama” she cooed, rubbing circles onto your waist. You knew what she was going to ask for next. She always knew how to talk to you when she wanted something. She knew what you needed to hear.

The auburn headed woman huffs through her lips “I need you mama” and your eyes light up as you look at her from the spot on her chest where she rested your head “yeah?” She pauses “yeah” and separates herself from you.

Her eyes land on your lips then to where she taps on her belt buckle and you understand instantly what she wants from you as you drop to your knees softy. Even though you knew she saw you as nothing but a release you were on your knees in front of her and insatiable for the taste of her, clumsily unbuckling the leather of her belt, undoing her zipper and pulling the denim past her pale thighs, her boxers following suit soon after.

Your mouth falls open and your pupils turn heart shaped at the sight of her as you take her in, the auburn trail that led down her toned tummy to her bush, the glisten of her slick against her lips. Your gaze softening and your breaths picking up as she lifted one of her legs over your shoulder and gripped your ponytail “cmon mama, are you gonna make daddy feel good?” “yeah..” you trail off, never removing your eyes from her wet cunt as you feel yourself throb against your panties “gonna make you feel so good daddy”

You breathe in as your fingertips dance on the outside of her thighs, feeling her smooth flesh as your lips meet her cunt and you feel her hair tickle the tip of your nose as you kiss over her lips and whine at the feel of her on your pout as you slide your tongue through her dripping folds, a guttural moan leaving your throat as you palmed her ass and pressed her closer to your mouth while you tasted her beating clit, sucking on it as your eyes met hers.

Ellie nearly came at the sight of you, her clit between your lips and her slick painted across you face as your pretty doe eyes begged so desperately for approval from the girl that gripped your hair and rewarded you with a strained groan.

Your cunt was aching as she pulled on your hair, disconnecting you from her puffy clit and gripping your chin to open your mouth “tongue out” and your pink muscle is revealed to her instantly before she disrespectfully spits onto it and carelessly shoves your face back against her cunt as you instantly sucked and flicked at her clit.

Both of her hands gripped onto the back of your head as her hips bucked “oh fuck” her voice cracks “that’s it baby, just like that” and you nod, closing your eyes and whining “please” begging her to cum on your tongue, begging to be used like the slut you are, your cheeks hollowing and your finger teasing her entrance and slowly sliding inside her, making Ellie fold over as she clenched onto your finger, her belly spasming and hips bucking as she grinded onto your face, pulling your hair so hard that it hurt as she coated your finger and tongue in her pearlescent cum while she panted above you, trying to regain her breath.

A sigh left her and her puffy clit throbbed contently on your tastebuds as you rested your face against her and pulled your finger from inside her pulsating cunt “you taste so good daddy” you praise onto her pink flesh but doesn’t answer.

She lifts her shaky leg from your shoulder “you’re so good for me mama” and you try to hide the stupid smile that appears on your face as you look at her and dress her again as she runs her fingers through your hair while you close over her belt and kiss the buckle before raising to your feet and wrapping your arms over her shoulders, looking at her blushed face and leaning forward for a kiss, you’ve never kissed her before despite how intimate you both have been it still felt distant but this time felt different, it felt like she actually cared about you and you cared about her, you always have.

Your eyes flutter close as you cup her face, ready to finally feel her mouth against yours before you felt her leave your grip “go get cleaned up mama” she says before turning around and sitting in your brothers gaming chair, picking the controller up and turning on fifa again without giving you a second glance.

You felt your mouth turn into that horrible feeling of a frown and heard a sob leave your throat but Ellie acted like she couldn’t hear you, she wished she couldn’t hear you “close the door on your way out.” “okay” you whisper as you looked at the carpet and walked away.

You felt so used, a small tear rolling down your cheek as you left the room and closed the door behind you.

You walk into your bathroom and stop to look in your mirror, the sight of Ellie glistening on your lips and the tears rolling down from your bloodshot eyes turned your stomach as you tried to wipe them away while you stifled a sob as you heard the front door slam and your brother come up the stairs, walk pass the bathroom and into his bedroom.

He stood against the doorframe as he eyed Ellie “You gonna admit I won now?” He says to her, he seems more calm now and so does she, maybe fucking his little sister made her feel like she truely had a one up on him anyway. Sure he beat her score but she fucked his sisters face just moments ago so she didn’t give a fuck if he thought he won.

“Sure” she laughs as she tosses him the controller and sparks up a blunt, leaning back in his chair and manspreading as she took a draw and smirked to herself before she spoke “your sister is nice”

He stilled as he paused the game and stared her down “don’t you dare” he has always been protective of you and Ellie knew this “what?” She giggled “just don’t” “bro she’s your sister” she rolls her eyes “what do you take me for? I’d never”

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[ssweetleaf]

currently thinking about asshole!king steve using you whenever he feels like it :(

SMUT 18+ below, mean!steve, manipulation, p in v, creampie

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You were tangled between your bed sheets, Steve’s hulking figure above you, sweat beading at his hairline with his hands clasped in yours.

So intimate, you thought— letting King Steve into your bedroom, having him marvel at your painted walls and pretty little belongings, and he cooed over them, stroked at your skin and let you sit in his lap while you jokingly introduced to him your childhood stuffed animals.

And when you let him kiss you, it felt different. Different than any other kiss you had shared with another, chaste and soft— plush lips sponging to your cheek every once in a while before he had you on your back, naked, completely bare for him, while he praised and worshiped every inch of revealed flesh.

When he inched inside you, he went slow, careful— fully aware of the sheer size of his dick and how it stretched your quivering walls open. Harmlessly mocking at your pout, nudging at your cheek with his nose and breathing in the pretty perfume you had spritzed over yourself before he’d arrived.

“Atta girl.” He would coo between thrusts, curling his digits around yours, clasping your palms flush together— easing closer to you, his naked chest pressed firm against your tits, groaning at the way your nipples protruded and grazed along his pecs.

He loved it when you called him ‘Stevie’, loved it when you moaned it, little whines and gasps shuddering over you while he nudged that special spot with his ruddy tip.

“Yeah—” he groaned, “y’Stevie’s girl, aren’t ya?”

And you’d nodded, too fervently, your tits jiggling, another reason for him to ogle at them— only removing a clasped hand to give them a little squeeze. ‘Gotta pay attention to the girls’ he had said.

When he made you cum— with a thumb pad circling your peaked clit and deepened thrusts of his cock— you swore you saw stars, your gaze turning glimmering and watery, vision clouded all while he muttered little praises into your ear. His good girl. His perfect girl.

Steve had almost exploded on the spot when you’d told him to cum inside you, to fill you up and not pull out. You promised you were on the pill and you swore you could see his shoulders deflate a little, though you shook it away, and he came deep in your belly, filling you with thick ropes of his cum.

You felt special, wanted— you felt maybe he’d ask you to be his girlfriend afterwards. Make it official, like you so desperately wanted.

So it was a surprise to you in school the next day, seeing him stood in the halls, back pressed to a locker and with another girl hooked under his arm.

He ignored you when you waved at him. He followed along with his friends when they laughed and mocked you for thinking Steve Harrington would ever be with a girl like you. However, once in a while, you’d get a call from him, cooing apologies while he fucked his fist, claiming he needed you, that he was sorry and you’d invite him into your bedroom just to have it happen all over again.

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