#Pilot kelson x reader

[rdiowx]

PILOT, JIMMY AND DONNIE AUDIOLIST

I just decided to put them all on the same one cause theyre all Jake Gyllenhaal characters

If ur new to these, this is an mlm blog HOWEVER considering the very little amount of m4m audios these are ramblefaps or m4f audios 👍🏽

If these dont work lmk so i can fix em!

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PILOT KELSON (highway)

☆ getting high then fucking ig

☆ i feel like the title on this one is self explanatory

☆ pilot edging himself in his car (ramble fap not an audio)

☆ high edging this time (nother ramble fap)

DONNIE DARKO (donnie darko)

☆ having donnie breed you for funsies idk

☆movie boring fuck instead

☆ reminded me of the deleted scene i posted

☆ ramble fap cuz i love this guy

JIMMY LIVINGSTON (bubble boy)

☆ Pretty forward title tbh

☆ i love jimmy he’s a cutie

☆ as if he would ever have to learn how to be submissive

☆ jimmy “teaching” you guitar

[missuswalker]

any smut w pilot x reader where u ride him?? :p

𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 || 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𐙚 summary: it’s summer in vegas; what better way to spend your day than on your boyfriends dick??? (there is no better way to spend your day)

𐙚 warnings: SMUT!!! he’s so delicious, piv, unprotected, dirty talk, mention of drugs, like, once, but they’re not taken by either, creampie, not proofread

𐙚 notes: pilot makes me weak in the knees, he’s my number one favorite boy

It was summer, and, of course, hot it Las Vegas; when was it not? The day was too slow for it to be a hundred and two degrees and Pilot was sweating his balls off. He already took a freezing shower, also having requested that Jack get him into a random lady’s pool, though he was denied, and he was still burning up. He looked around his bland room, trying to find something to distract him, not with much luck. His undershirt was soaked, which wasn’t very pleasant, but it was better than nothing. Pilot was going to go insane if he didn’t find something to do. Well, he did have one thing.

Picking up his cell off of the bedside table, he’s quick to dial his girlfriend’s number, having it memorized from how often he called. Waiting for you to pick up, he picks at the string on his shorts, staring up at the ceiling. “Hello?” You sounded absolutely miserable, your voice raspy and your tone annoyed. “This is officer Damon, I’m calling to let you know that you are under arrest,” he says, deepening his voice, snickering to himself as if he were the funniest man in the world. “Hi, Pilot,” you responds, completely unamused. He snorts, rolling his eyes at your attitude.

“I miss you,” Pilot laughs, running a hand through his damp hair, ceiling fan slowly beginning to stop working. He huffs, shaking his head at the piece of shit. It wasn’t doing much to begin with. “I miss you, too,” your answer being sweeter than it had been previously. He bites the inside of his cheek, scratching his chin lazily. “You wanna come over?” Pilot was always happy to see you, no matter the temperature or conditions. Who cared if he was drenched in sweat? As long as he ended the day with you drenched, he didn’t care. “Yeah, sure.”

It wasn’t long before the sound of your car door slamming caught his attention, though he doesn’t bother to get up. Like he expected, you stepped into his room only a minute later. “You should lock your door. Don’t you have drugs in here? You could get robbed,” you hum, dropping a bag on the floor before dropping down on the bed next to him. “It’s unlocked because I knew you were coming over,” he lies, giving a cheesy smile as he puts a hand on your thigh. “How are you not sweating,” he follows up, quirking a brow. With a shrug of your shoulders, you put your hand over his. “Ice bath.” He scoffs at your answer, his eyes returning to the ceiling. “Well, it’s gonna get hot in here, might wanna take these off,” he teases, tugging at the hem of your shorts.

“Oh, convenient for you, huh,” you snort, smacking his hand. Pilot lets out a soft chuckle, reaching for his tank top. “Just a suggestion,” he shrugs, tugging off the sweaty top. You roll your eyes at him, lying down next to him. “Yeah, thanks.” A relaxing silence takes over Pilot’s room, his fingers tapping against your thigh. “You wanna get naked,” he asks out of the blue, turning to look at you. You almost want to laugh at the absurdity, but after a moment of hesitation, you purse your lips. “You’re awful,” you say, shaking your head. “Awful for appreciating how beautiful my girlfriend is?”

With another roll of your eyes, you look away. “You’re just a pussy addict,” you say, which he doesn’t deny. He lets out a little hum, placing his hands on his stomach. “You don’t wanna bang?” He grins, pinching your nose shut, only with the purpose of being annoying. Swatting his hand away, you frown, brows furrowed. “I didn’t say that.” He squints at you, puckering his lips. “You look like an idiot,” you laugh, pushing his face away. “You wanna sex me up. That’s disgusting, Y/n, please control yourself,” he jokes, managing to keep a rather straight face. “So are we having sex or not?” You asks, resting your chin on the palm of your hand.

It wasn’t even a minute later before the two of you had dropped your clothes on the floor, teeth clashing together as you made out. The smell of sweat mingled with the heavy sent of arousal as Pilot leaned down,

sucking on your collar bone, taking your nipples between his fingers, making no effort to be gentle. Letting out a huff, you grab at the roots of his messy hair, grinding against his bare thigh. “Fuck, baby, you’re just so pretty, gonna make you cum so hard you’ll forget the heat,” he mumbles, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. His favorite part of all of this was hearing your moans. It made him feel proud, knowing he was getting to you. “Christ, Pilot,” you spit, his hands grabbing at your hips.

He sits, now with his back against the head board of his bed, pulling you onto his lap, taking his dick and one hand, the other supporting the back of your thigh. “Look how desperate you are, can’t even suck my cock, you just gotta have it in that pussy,” he groans, nearly cumming just at the sight of how wet you were. “Wanna act so tough all the time. Fuck, I’ll let you do all the work for once, you wanna that,” he asks, stroking himself before pulling you down onto his cock, hardly giving you time to breathe. “Fuck, Pilot, oh my god,” you whine, nose pushed into the crook of his neck. “Shit, you’re so fucking sexy. You gonna move, or what,” he continues, involuntarily bucking his hips upwards. He brings his hands down, thumb brushing over your clit as you begin to grind into his lap. Your whimper leave him mindless, both of his hands moving under each of your thighs to lift you up, dropping you back down immediately after.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, if you don’t move I’m gonna go crazy,” he says, prompting you to slowly move up and down his cock. When you came back to the world of the living, you began to bounce, the sound of sweaty skin colliding, grunts, and moans filling his empty bedroom. “Pilot, holy shit,” you huff, picking up your speed and aggression. “Fuck, Y/n, so fucking pretty on top of my cock. Might have to do this all the time,” he groans, pulling at your nipple with his thumb, burying his face in your tits. He leaves bruising hickies behind all over your chest, going back to place gentle kisses over them. “I love you, holy shit,” you moan, nails digging into his shoulders. He throws his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. “God, Inlove you so fucking much. Cum on my cock, baby, holy,” he begins, pulling you down hard, helping you finish up. You can feel your stomach burning, pussy tightening around his dick. He lets out a string of curses, letting go and cumming inside of you, though he continues to pull you down on his dick over and over until your eyes rolled back, his name falling from your lips a plethora of times. “Shit,” he says sharply, resting his head against the headboard for a moment, letting you take a moment as he pushes your head onto his shoulder. “You’re fucking gorgeous, you were so good. Damn,” he whispers, kissing the side of your head.

The two of you sit in silence for a moment before you pull yourself off of him, resting on your back and staring up at the ceiling. “I’m still hot. Wanna go again and see if the earth freezes over,” Pilot says, looking down at you with an amused expression. “Shut the fuck up,” you laughs, rubbing your eyes. “Hey, you never know until you try. We gotta start working on rebuilding the population, you know. Anyone who’s outside is gonna get hypothermia,” he notes, almost sounding serious as he lays down next to you, taking your hand in his and kissing your knuckles. “You’re awful,” you shake your head, taking the same hand to cover his mouth. “That’s what you said before you were bouncing on my dick. Bonus points because you said you love me, high score because you came like a fucking waterfall,” he continues, only trying to egg on your annoyance. With a quiet laugh, you smack the top of his head. “You’re so gross.” He grins, looking back up at the ceiling. “I’m pretty sure you said that, too.”

[voidsvxmp]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

↳ 𝐄𝐋𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍

↳ 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐂𝐇

↳ 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍

↳ 𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍

↳ 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐎

↳ 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃

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↳ 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

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↳ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋

↳ 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐊𝐈

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[sparklypinkflightsuit]

Masterlist:

Stars Align: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

• Part 6

• Part 7

• Part 8

• Part 9 - Final

The Containment Diaries: Bob Floyd & Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Entry 1

• Entry 2

• Entry 3

• Entry 4

• Entry 5

• Entry 6

• Entry 7

• Entry 8

• Entry 9

• Entry 10

• Entry 11

• Entry 12 - Final

The Witching Hour: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6

• Chapter 7

• Chapter 8

• Chapter 9

Blessed Be: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Prologue

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6 - Final

Predator and Prey: Tommy Cahill x Reader:

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six

• Chapter Seven

• Chapter Eight

• Chapter Nine - Final

Star Crossed: Detective David Loki x Reader:

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six - Final

Drugs, Thugs and Pilot Kelson Hugs: Pilot Kelson x Reader:

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5 - Final

[coloradosnumber1dad]

what if I said that if I don’t wake up with Pilot Kelson in my bed I would hypothetically put a pistol in my mouth and pull the trigger?

[sunniedayyyyy]

Sneaky.𖥔 ݁ ˖ᝰ.ᐟ Smut~

Pilot Kelson x Reader.

🔞Minors do not interact🔞

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, oral sex (male receiver).

Pilot never thought you would be the touchy type... He doesn't complain tho.

An: God, I see little to no content about this puppy-eyed pretty boy and I'm SO tired of it, so I thought I would try to do something myself...English is not my first language tho, so sorry if anything seems kinda off, this is also my first time writing something of this kind so, with nothing more to say, enjoy! ;)

Pilot wasn't really a clingy guy, that didn't mean he didn't like to cuddle with you, it was just that he was lazy and wasn't that much of a physical person, it wasn't a big deal in your relationship.

Because you were the one who was physical.

And how could you not want to touch him? His skin felt so smooth underneath your fingertips!, his hair is fluffy and silky and he makes the cutest sounds when you massage his scalp, his eyes immediately go half lidded every single time you do.

He was a little taken aback at first, but he quickly became used to it, and then, he started to enjoy it, his lips curling on a dumb grin whenever you two are close enough and alone because that meant you would definitely try to get your hands on him.

Lately, those little touches of yours became more and more...teasing in nature.

He didn't notice it the first couple of times you did it because you were sneaky, subtly rubbing the skin on the side of his neck with your thumb when you passed an arm around his shoulders, the slight feel of your nails on his forearm, all those times you let your fingers run through his abdomen when you wrapped your arms around his waist, perhaps he was just too distracted to notice. Now that he was sitting on the couch of your shared apartment, joint in hand as he skimmed through the channels in the TV, he just discovered how thick the sexual tension between them was. It made him a little hot under the collar when he thought about it.

"Hey." Your voice called from the door as you entered your apartment, waking him up from the trance he was in, he almost didn't hear you enter.

"What you doing, babe?" You asked him, locking the door behind you as you propped yourself beside him on the couch.

"Nothing." Pilot replied, unfocused eyes blinking and darting to look at you. "Just watching TV..."

"Oh, I love this movie." You replied, your eyes glued into the screen, leaning a bit so your shoulder was resting against his own, your head tilting to rest there as well.

Pilot let his arm hang from the back of the couch, his fingers brushing lightly against the top of your back.

He exhaled a little heavier at the feeling of your body warm against his own, some anticipation building inside him. He kept his eyes fixed on the screen, feeling a tingle at the bottom of his spine at the thought of you touching him again.

You were a lot more observant than him and his reaction was the sign you needed to break the tension you had so carefully built this past weeks. Like throwing a match into a puddle of gasoline.

Slowly, your hand made its way to rest on his knee, your body shifting slightly to lean more into his own, a hum of contentment coming from your lips.

Pilot's gaze flicked to your hand on his knee for a second, the way your slender fingers curled against the bare skin and his arms moved to rest above your shoulder, pulling you further into his side. His eyes returned to the screen.

He was just so obviously excited.

Your fingers rubbed the skin of his knee. Today was your lucky day. He was wearing loose shorts, the thin fabric will make him feel your touch ten times stronger, it was also easier to remove.

Slowly, little by little, you tested his sensitivity, letting your fingertips graze him so delicately, like he was made of crystal. You made your way up his thigh.

His breath hitched on his throat when your fingers slid underneath the fabric, your thumb tracing circles on his inner thigh, so close, so damn close to his already half hard cock.

"What is it, Pilot?" You whispered in his ear, your lips barely touching the shell of his ear, your low voice turning him on even more than your try of being sneaky.

Pilot let out a giggle, his eyes closing briefly as that dumb grin you loved so much appeared on his face.

"You, baby. You." He replied, his voice a little raspy with the arousal pooling between his legs, the fact he had just been smoking pot making the heat in his body worse. "You're such a tease, baby."

"Oh, I am, right?" You replied, pulling your hand away from his inner thigh to place it above the growing bulge on his shorts. "Maybe you shouldn't let me."

A soft groan fell from his lips, his eyes growing glassy as his hips bucked into your hand, needing more friction.

You smirked, fully throwing the sneaky act out the window as you buried your face into the crook of his neck, nibbling on the skin in that way you knew her liked it as you felt him through the fabric, teasing him.

"Mmh...please." Pilot hissed, his eyes half lidded as he leaned his head back, giving you more access to his neck, his hips bucking up more urgently. "I feel like I'm going to explode..."

"Please what, honey?" You teased him, receiving another groan as a response, you were playing him like a kite and he was loving it.

"Please, touch me...I need you."

And with that, you were on your knees, pulling his shorts and underwear to his ankles, licking your lips.

Pilot got himself comfortable on the couch, thighs spread wide for you to work on him, his arms resting on the back of the couch as he looked down on you with his puppy blue eyes, his pupils all dilated.

His hard cock stood proud in front of you, twitching lightly, the sight making your mouth water. You wrapped your hand around his base, pumping him up and down at a steady pace, smiling to yourself when his breath got heavier.

You pressed your lips against his tip, letting your tongue flick against the pink bud, slowly licking your way down his base. Pilot choke up a gasp when you sucked at the skin a bit, his fingers digging into the cushions of the couch.

When you finally took the tip of his cock into your mouth and sucked him, Pilot moaned quietly, brows arching as his lips parted, his breathing getting a little louder.

You looked at him through your eyelashes, one of your hands still stroking him while the other was squeezing one of his thighs, the velvety inner part of your cheeks surrounding his tip as you slowly started to bob your head up and down. Your drool dripping down your chin as your tongue worked on getting him as lubricated as possible.

"Fuuuuck." Pilot muttered, one of his hands resting on the back of your head, helping your movements to take him a little deeper, your mouth was so wet and warm, it made his stomach churn the best way, he couldn't help but let out low moans at how good it felt. "It feels so good, baby."

The loud sounds of slurping you were making only aroused him more and you sucked on him harder, taking more and more of his cock into your mouth as she time went by.

You could feel your own saliva coating your fingers as you stroked him a little faster, your fingers tightening around his shaft, delighting on the way he was groaning and chanting your name like it was the only thing he knew.

"Mmmhhh." Pilot mumbled, brows furrowing a little as his expression contorted with pleasure, his fingers tugging at your hair a little, you were giving him quite a show, he bit his lower lip, his thighs spreading even further. "Harder baby, I need you suck me harder."

You gagged a little when his hand pushed your head down slightly on him, making you take him a little deeper in your mouth, his expression was so pretty.

You sucked him harder, your eyes closing as your head bobbed faster, your lips tightening around his cock.

Pilot widened his eyes, rolling to the back of his head, his mouth hanging open, he was panting, the sweetest sounds falling from her lips.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes baby, just like that, shit!" Pilot whimpered, you could see his thighs tremble with the stimulation, his toes curling, meaning he was close.

You opened your eyes to look at him, pumping him faster, harder, to push him over the edge and have him cumming all over you, you wanted nothing more but see that pretty dumb fucked expression on his face.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." He cried out, his eyes shutting as his head fell back, his fingers tightening more into your hair as his hips bucked quickly into your mouth, his jaw going slack. "I'm...I'm...Cumming!"

He whined your name, his hips sloppily pushing his cock in and out of your mouth as his hands pulled your hair slightly, his thick, white seed filling your throat, his toes curling, his legs shaking.

His orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks, making him see stars as struggled to catch his breath, his hand letting go of your hair as his body got limp into the couch.

You pulled him out of your mouth with a wet pop!, swallowing his seed to breathe properly, the bitter taste wasn't so pleasing, but the sight made everything better.

Pilot was there, his body sprawled on the couch, his breathing was still heavy from the sensations, his whole body was tingling and it felt so good, his expression completely dumb, lost in the pleasure of his body.

You sat back there beside him, your hand grabbing his own, your fingers interlacing with his own. "You good?"

He tilted his head to look at you, his eyes filled with nothing but affection as his fingers tightened around your own. "Never been better."

[st-uupidboy]

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓹𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓴𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷

— cory. obvously… obBishky

What if instead of pilot kelson it was 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 kelson and instead of driving to Seattle he got 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

[maddieyapps]

Do any of y’all have links to some Donnie Darko/Jake Hayes/pilot kelson smut or imagines

[jakegyllenbaalz]

[sxeraphfic]

JEALOUSY PROMPTS/ASKS ARE OPEN!

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Please send rqs/asks from the following for Donnie Darko, Pilot Kelson or Detective Loki! PLEASE specify if you want it to be sfw or nsfw AND whether you or (insert character) are saying the prompt.

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PROMPTS 1, 4, 6 HAVE NOW BEEN TAKEN. please choose another one <3

[rdiowx]

Ignore the fact two of them are just Jake Gyllenhaal but are you seeing my taste in men rn

ARE YOU SEEING IT

[unlicensed-queer]

Hiiii maybe you could do a bsf's to lovers fic with either Donnie Darko/Pilot Kelson? With a confession 😲😲

I would love thatttt

I love that idea so much!! Donnie and pilot are so adorable (maybe I just like twinkie Jake g lol) they would def be the sweetest bsf to lovers story. I imagine Donnie drawing you a lot and writing ur name in his notebook over and over, like borderline creepy but super cute, so classic Donnie. And pilot is just my precious little guy I love his dumb ass self so much he's so sincere in his weird way. I will probably write headcanons about this scenario for both of them, so keep an eye out for that! Thank you so much for the request, it makes my day!

[missuswalker]

jake gyllenhaal masterlist !

jake gyllenhaal 📼

coming soon…

donnie darko 🐇 *

first girl (smut)

pilot kelson 🍃 *

hot day (smut)

david loki 🔦

coming soon…

elwood dalton 🔗

coming soon…

billy hope 🥊

coming soon…

lou bloom 🎥

coming soon…

sam hall 🌊

coming soon…

anthony swofford 🍾 *

coming soon…

* my favorites

[half-decayed-meat]

Stuff

I love Jake Gyllenhaal, I am 19 years old. Dassit.

[sparklypinkflightsuit]

Pretty boy

[coloradosnumber1dad]

when bitches bring up Donnie Darko and now everyone knows you’re autistic 😔