#bob thoughts/thots <3

[floydsmuse]

Meggy, might I present some thoughts about Bob Floyd and his family?? Be warned, kitchen shenanigans can and will ensue and I promise I will have some new Calvin thoughts/thots coming soon (lol).

Bob, his dad, Joe Floyd, and his brothers all have this hilarious dynamic where they give each other the worst amount of shit possible. Bob is a total sweetheart with his mom, you and his sisters, but with the men in the family? All bets are off.

Michael, his oldest brother is a police officer who's seen some seriously crazy shit on the job. It was the morning after your wedding when Bob woke up a little hungover with his hair sticking up at weird angles and looking like utter hell and the first words out of Michael were "oh my God you look scarier than that crackhead I arrested two weeks ago." (lol).

Sean is a firefighter who has also seen some crazy shit on the job. Funniest call he ever got was a fire at a house on a college campus and he was on the radio, manning the hose coming from the truck when a drunken frat boy jumped buck-naked from the top window and landed on top of the firetruck (lol).

Liam is a physical therapist who works with disabled veterans which is how he met his wife. Liam's wife lost part of her leg when she was in Afghanistan but the two of them have run together in marathons all over the US, including Boston. Alot of the prize money that Liam and his wife have won has gone to helping disabled military and first responders.

Then there's Eugene. Eugene's a bit of a dork but he's unbelievably street smart when it comes to running a business. And when it comes to his brothers giving him shit?? He's got a tongue sharper than a razor (lol).

"Hey Eugene, nice wig what's it made of?"

"DAD'S CHEST HAIR!!!!"

When they're all with Mom or Meemaw, these boys are sweet as pie, but if it's Dad and Papa??? DO NOT.....I REPEAT........DO NOT LEAVE THESE ALIEN ASSHATS ALONE FOR MORE THAN FIVE MINUTES!!!!!

It all started with Thanksgiving kitchen shenanigans. You were out with Bob's Mom, Irene, and Marty, his Meemaw, getting last minute groceries when Irene's phone suddenly blew up with pictures of Bob, Joe and the boys engaging in some pretty stupid kitchen shenanigans. Beer was involved and Joe ended up accidentally slicing his finger to which Irene could only groan, "I'm gonna fuckin kill them when we get home" (lol).

Getting the tree for Christmas was no easy feat either. At the tree lot they had found the perfect tree, nice and full, tall and just absolutely gorgeous. Joe looked around at the boys and was like "did either of you numbskulls bring a saw?" The looks on their faces said it all and it left them having to literally dig the tree out of the ground, roots and all and drive home with it strapped to the top of the truck. When they got home, they drew straws to see who was gonna have to cut the stump and needless to say Bob ended up having to do it. He ended up coming out in a Jason mask from Halloween and scared the shit out of the neighbors (lol, if you've ever seen National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, you'll get the reference, if not it's all good).

Joe's also had a rather colorful Navy piloting career and goes by many nicknames (Foul Mouth Floyd is always a favorite, because the man has no filter, lol) but none are more well known than his callsign, "Rabbit". Mav and Ice used to be members in his unit and were dumbfounded that he and Irene had as many kiddos as they did with Bob being the youngest (eight total and Joe was the seventh of thirteen, the men in the family clearly have out of control breeding kinks and Bob clearly inherited that gene, lol).

Meggy there's so much more I could add to this but I just can't for I am in the silliest of moods and this just randomly waltzed in like it owned the place (lol).

Mary! yes absolutely! please indulge me with some much needed Bob thoughts 🥰 i can’t wait to read these & future Calvin ones too :))

~ haha aw! Bobby being the sweetest to you, his mama & sisters doesn’t surprise me in the slightest! i picture him always going out of his way for all of you & could see the women in his life being a top priority for him :,) also Bob having a completely different dynamic with the men vs the women in his family is so funny to me & just makes sense!!

~ ooh! i love these little backgrounds for each of Bob’s brothers! the part with Bob on his wedding day & Michael telling him he looks scarier than one of the crackheads he saw on duty is hilarious & made me laugh out loud! 😭

"Hey Eugene, nice wig what's it made of?"

"DAD'S CHEST HAIR!!!!"

~ this part !! haha! i love that they joke around with each other & i couldn’t even imagine all of the unhinged & crazy stuff that has gone on between all of them, especially when they were growing up🤣 not the kitchen shenanigans!!! ahh i’m just trying to picture this scenario in my head & it’s just great! Irene being done with the boys is such a mood!!

~ aww the part with the Christmas tree😅 not them forgetting a saw & having to fight over who’s gonna cut the stump!! poor Bobby losing the draw & having to do it himself! but the reference to Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation is awesome! i love it! foul mouth Floyd!! that’s so good haha! that’s a perfect nickname for someone who doesn’t have a filter!! rabbit being Joe’s callsign & him having been in the same unit as Mav & Ice is great too!! the breeding kink! yesss!🫠 Bob’s breeding kink goes crazy, i just know it! he loves seeing you all full of him & carrying around his baby within your swollen belly. my god!!! i’m unwell thinking about this right now !!

Mary thank you for these wonderful Bob thoughts! i’m sorry i didn’t contribute much, but these were perfect & they made me laugh! i loved reading them! merry christmas eve my love❤️💚

[sexbot300]

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ brat-tamer!toji

authors note: no thots, just him. this is just pure smut, sorry lollllll. need him so bad u don’t understand. with that being said, minors dni, 18+ ! thank you for the love on my first few posts! i appreciate it all of it <3 i'm not ignoring my messages btw, just extremely busy with my studies! ♡

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brat-tamer!toji who notices you acting up and simply asks, “cranky because you ain’t got dick today?”

brat-tamer!toji who only looks at you with a raised brow and (huge) arms across his chest when you purposely try to piss him off. so cute.

brat-tamer!toji who purposely puts his entire body weight on top of you when you beg him to stop due to overstimulation. he tugs you even closer, just laughing in your face.

brat-tamer!toji who stops thinking coherent thoughts when he sees you in a sundress.

brat-tamer!toji who rewards your good behavior with head (lets you squirt) and also punishes your bad behavior with head (denies you relief, gives in eventually, sometimes).

brat-tamer!toji who loooovessssss shoving your face into the pillow while you whine, pant, and moan. he loves to put your head into a headlock with his bicep, as drool escapes your lips, and you’re babbling like an idiot while he’s hitting it from the back.

brat-tamer!toji who casually lifts you up and fucks you in the air as if just anyone can do it. “such a perfect little pocket pussy,” he snickers.

brat-tamer!toji who gets you cock drunk so often (he’s starting to think that it’s your normal state).

brat-tamer!toji who likes to make you count every time he spanks the fat of your ass when arched up across his lap. slap! “24…” you say with a slight moan, biting your bottom lip in, as he soothes the red outline forming on your cheek. he grins above you, “should’ve known a cock-bent whore like you would take this as pleasurable rather than punishment.”

brat-tamer!toji who makes a safe word with you early on (which you tease him for doing so early, he only tsks because he knows YOU know how much you mean to him and he puts your well-being above anything else).

brat-tamer!toji who has a hidden collection of pictures on his phone with you smiling, his cum decorating your face.

brat-tamer!toji who grips your face in the middle of a make out session, pulling away as he notices your fucked out, panting expression. “open.” you quickly open up your mouth as he slowly lets spit hit onto your tongue. he lightly chuckles. “obedient slut.” you look at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wanting more. “swallow.”

brat-tamer!toji who finds his favorite position to be when his massive balls are hitting your clit and he mercilessly pounds, abusing your little cunt from the back as he strings profanity out of his mouth. or a full nelson where he just tells you to, “shut the fuck up and take it.” or even a mating press where he can pummel his cum into you while seeing your face contort in pure bliss. “y-yeah. ‘ust let loose. go dumb on this dick.”

brat-tamer!toji who regularly calls you; “slut, (needy or cock) whore, vixen, pretty, disgusting, (stupid) bitch, brat, bad girl, good girl, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, princess, angel, (sex or fuck) toy, doll, bunny, cum-slut, cum-dumpster, sugar… etc”

brat-tamer!toji who gets annoyed at your endless ramblings about your day, he sighs and tells you to get on your knees. you promptly do that, but to push his buttons you don’t stop rambling on and on and on. somehow, this man manages to get his 8 (girthy) inches down your throat. “cant complain with my cock in your mouth, huh?” he only smirks as you become teary-eyed, moaning a little at his statement, lapping your tongue up and down like a starving dog. he throws his head back, forearms supporting him while you bob your head back and forth on his thick length. “hey… never said that my cock doesn’t appreciate your tongue. s’ch a good girl when you do what you’re made for. unh!”

brat-tamer!toji who presses against you into a mirror, his broader, massive frame encasing you while he stares into your soul. “i-i don’t understand what i did?” you look up at him feigning innocence, batting your eyelashes. fingers caress his forearms, down his hard bicep, and lightly trace his hardened outline. his eyes never leave yours, a stern, menacing look to the average person, but you can tell he’s about to have you praying for mercy in another way. “of course you don’t understand what you did.” you whine slightly when his fingers suddenly grab a fist full of your hair, burning your scalp, his voice turns mockingly softer. “all you know in that pretty, empty, head of yours is just fucking. nothing else.” he quickly releases you, eliciting a gasp, magically flipping you around in an instant so you’re staring at yourself in the mirror now. “told you not to play with yourself until i came home. but you just haaad to be difficult.” he gripped the vibrator in one hand that was tucked away, pressing it against your lips. “spit.” you spat on it, eyes full of want. he only snickered and smirked. “good luck thinking I’m going to let you cum. stare in the mirror while I do this.” he turned the toy on, a vibrating tune humming throughout the room. “need you to realize how pathetic you look begging.” you gasped slightly, “b-but-" he proceeds to pry your legs apart with one massive thigh, his hand gripping the front of your neck, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. “push your skirt up. you lost your right to cum, stupid whore. cum without permission, see what happens.”

brat-tamer!toji who loves to fuck you on his fingers. he loves the lewd noise it makes while ramming his two middle fingers in and out, or up and down. he loves to see your jaw go slack as you beg him to stop. “i-it’s… uhhhhhh! t-to- ah! -ji, toooooo-uhhh much!” he never loses focus, “yeah? yeah?” he presses his hand on your lower abdomen, “quite honestly, don’t care what you think.” he only licks his lips, his scarred lip grins with anticipation to finally taste you when you unfold.

brat-tamer!toji who degrades you like it’s a living but LIVES for your filthy mouth. he loves that you talk back, he’ll never admit it. he loves putting cum sluts like you in their place.

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brat-tamer!toji who weirdly… gets needy at times when you finish. he’ll hold you from behind, shutting his eyes while his arms are wrapped around, practically glued to your torso, the backside of your body molds perfectly to the front of his. legs intertwined, your head against his chest, a moment of pure bliss shared between you two. “who knew the big bad toji likes to cuddle?” “shut up.”

(silly toji! i need him to ruin me)

[wannab-urs]

Build Me Up Buttercup | Ch. 3

And mess me around

Summary: Inappropriate thoughts. A not-so-chance encounter. A run in with street rabble. Something more?

Word Count: 1.7k 

Warnings: allusions to female masturbation. Horny thots. Teasing. Bickering. (flirting). Drinking. Catcalling. Protective Joel. Calming breaths. A smooch?

“Hi there, Sweetheart”

You freeze, eyes boring into the table in front of you. You take a deep breath, mustering all the confidence you can before meeting his eyes.

“Miller. What do you want?” It comes off a bit forced.

“Oh, nothin’. Just heard my name and thought I’d pop over and say hi.” 

“Oh! We were just discussing how you graded my essay without even looking at it,” you snark at him.

“Not quite what it sounded like, darlin’, but I’ll let it slide,” and he winks and saunters off.

Your friends are staring at you slack jawed. 

“What?” you demand.

“I know you said he was hot but God. Damn,” Cooper says under their breath.

“He’s not that hot, and he’s a dick, so… fuck off.” Well that was a lie. 

“You have to try to bang him,” Em pleads.

“Uh… absolutely not. That’s fucked up.” 

It IS fucked up, but he really is hot. 

And you really liked the sound of his voice in your ear. 

And you really liked him calling you darlin’.

NOPE.

“So!” you say too loudly, “how are your classes going Em?”

And for the rest of the night, none of you mention Dr. Miller.

You certainly didn’t think about him in your bed last night. Your hand didn’t slip under the covers and into the waistband of your panties. And you absolutely did not come with a whisper of his name slipping past your lips.

So why is it so hard for you to look at him right now? You’re in his class, and he’s lecturing about… something. Some architectural style from some country or some time period and it really doesn’t fucking matter right now. 

All you can focus on is how good he looks in his sportcoat and band t-shirt. You’re spacing out, staring at the way his shoulders stretch the fabric of his jacket while he jots something down on the board. The way his throat bobs as he swallows a sip of water. The way his jaw ticks when someone answers a question in a way he doesn’t fully agree with. 

Finally, blessedly, the class is over. You decide to head to the bar to get a drink and try to clear your head a little. 

You slide onto a barstool, flagging down the bartender and ordering a smoked old fashioned. You’re about halfway through your drink when someone sits down next to you. 

“Hello, darlin’” It’s Dr. Miller. Again. 

“Miller. How are you?” 

He smirks at you, “I’m fine, but you seemed a little out of it in class today. And call me Joel, sweetheart.” 

“I’m fine,” you lie through your teeth. “I’m surprised you noticed, considering you didn’t even know my name a few days ago.” 

“Fair enough.” 

You stare down into your drink, fiddling with the glass. You can’t think of anything else to say and this is really awkward. Dr. Miller… Joel... orders a whiskey, neat, and you roll your eyes. 

“You would order it neat.”

“What’s that s’posed to mean?”

“You just seem like exactly the kind of asshole who would order a drink that hurts going down your throat.” 

“Aren’t you drinking whiskey right now, darlin’?” Your eyes flick back down to your glass.

“It’s a smoked old fashioned. It actually tastes good, you should try it. Maybe you’ll enjoy something for once.”  

“Point taken.” He calls the bartender back over. “Could you actually make that two ‘smoked old fashioneds’?” he asks, throwing a smirk in your direction. He slides a 20 on the bartop. 

“You don’t need to buy my drinks, Miller.” 

“Joel, please, we aren’t in class. And I didn’t read your paper, ’s the least I can do.”

“The least you could do, Joel, is give me the A I deserve.”

You and Joel debate the merits of your paper, the merits of neo-gothic architecture, and how much you hate 432 Park Avenue. At some point you order a pizza to split.  It doesn’t feel like you’ve been talking all that long when the bartender hollers out the last call. 

“Shit. Is it that late? I have an 8 am!” You had really not meant to stay at the bar this long.

“Let me walk you back to your apartment, ‘s late. Not safe.” Is he being nice to you?

“Oh, you don’t have to do all that, Joel. I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.” 

“I don’t mind, really,” and there’s not a hint of his usual snark. He’s actually being kind of… sweet. God. Ew. What is this? He’s still a dick. He just wants to feel like a big strong man, taking care of the weak little girl. 

“If it’ll make you feel good about yourself,” you’re being rude, but you’re entirely too uncomfortable with the easy camaraderie you’ve felt with him since you started talking. Best to steer you both back into familiar assholery.

On the way back to your apartment, you walk in companionable silence. Nothing like the flowing conversation back at the bar, but not nearly as awkward as you’d expected it would be. Your shoulder brushes his as you walk and you resist the slightly tipsy urge to lace your fingers with his. It’s just the alcohol and the late hour. You’re not into him. Right?

Lost in your thoughts, you miss a step on the curb and nearly fall over, but Joel’s strong arms catch you around your shoulders and pull you to his chest. 

“Careful there, darlin’,” he drawls, looking down at you. His face is so close his lips could brush yours easily. You lift your hands with the intention of pushing him away, but they rest on his chest instead. You meet his eyes and your breath catches in your throat. 

After a beat too long, you step out of his grasp. “I’m fine! Just clumsy,” just tipsy and more into him than you want to admit. 

“Sure, sweetheart,” Joel winks at you. Asshole. “I think I’m gonna hold on to you though. Just in case.” He takes your hand in his much much larger one, and you don’t protest. 

You’re almost home when you see a group of guys approaching. “Hey momma! What are you doing with an old guy like that?” one of the guys yells out. “Come home with me and I’ll show you a real man!” His buddies bust out in a fit of laughter. 

Joel stiffens and stops moving. He tugs you by the hand to the other side of his body, away from the boys heading your way, and tucks you into his side. His arm wraps around you protectively and his hand holds your hip in an iron grip, and he begins pulling you forward. 

You stumble along with him, struggling to match his long strides while being pressed so hard against him.

“Oh don’t be like that, sweetheart! Come over here!” the main guy shouts.

Joel’s hand curls into a fist on your hip and you hear him take a deep shuddering breath. “Listen,” he growls out, voice lower than you’ve ever heard it before. “You wrap your arm around me and you drag me away from those little boys over there, or there’s gonna be a problem.”

“Joel-” you start, shuddering at the gravelly way he’s speaking.

“No! You move. Now.” Something in his voice, the way his brow is lowered, the way his shoulders are tight with tension, tells you to listen to him. You wrap your arm tight around his waist, gripping his flannel in your hand and pull him away, not letting go until you reach your apartment.

As soon as you get to your door, you untangle yourself from Joel’s arm and turn to face him. He’s got a far off look in his pitch dark eyes and his whole body is trembling with anger. You have never seen him look anything like this. It’s kind of scary, but also kind of hot. 

“Joel?” He doesn’t acknowledge you, just keeps standing there with his hands balled into fists at his sides. You grab his face in your hands and force him to meet your eye. “Hey. Joel. Breathe, dude.” He tries to look away, but you don’t let him, keeping his eyes locked on yours. “Breathe with me, Joel.” You take deep calming breaths, waiting for him to match you. 

The tension in his body finally melts away, so you move to drop your hands from his face, but he catches your wrists in his hands before you can. “I’m sorry,” he says sincerely, brow furrowed. 

“Hey, no, it’s okay. It’s fine.” You’re not really sure what he’s sorry for. Protecting you? You rub soothing circles into his cheeks, feeling his rough stubble against the pads of your thumbs. His eyes drop from yours down to your lips and back up. He sighs and lets go of your wrists, but before he can move away, you slide your hands into his hair and surge forward to kiss him. 

He’s shocked into stillness at first, not really meeting the kiss, but all at once he’s wrapping one arm around your back and burying his other hand in your hair, holding you flush to him. 

Your lips move together perfectly, like all your bickering back and forth had given you an intuitive sense of each other’s rhythm. He slides his tongue along the seam of your lips and you groan, opening up for him. He tastes like whisky and something uniquely Joel and god you don’t ever want to stop kissing him. 

The scratch of his beard on your face and his arms completely surrounding you and his earthy scent filling your nose and his tongue invading your mouth… it’s all completely overwhelming. 

The world narrows to you and him, in this moment together. 

And then, suddenly it’s all crashing back into focus. Joel pulls away from you completely, putting several feet between your bodies. “Fuck! I’m sorry,” Joel says again, before turning on his heel and walking away. 

You stand in front of the door to your apartment, a little dazed and completely breathless, until you can’t see him anymore. 

Asshole.

A/N: This one gave me the runaround a bit. I couldn't figure out how to push them past arguing (flirting), but I think I got there. To my dear friends, thanks for the help, I needed it.

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[chaneajoyyy]

Just watched top gun maverick…… and whooo Chile. Any fics for any of them and a poc or black reader?

You know it! @leahnicole1219

TOP GUN FANFICITON (!black reader or !poc reader)

BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW

"you know what i need in my life is to run and jump iinto bradley bradshaws arms to kiss him like he's gets back imma sprint"- @inkdrinkerworld

"he met me in my im going to stay single phase & now i'm obsessed with him (!au)- @deanscroissant

hit the hard deck series- @purplelily247

crush (bradley x black!oc), good wife (x!blackoc)- @dulcewrites/@dulcelibra

"he puts on such a hard front but he's a total pleaser in the bedroom. he'll go all out if you're having a hard day and not ask for anything in return, no matter how much you insist it'll make you feel even better, the rooster and i series- @princessphilly

LT JAKE "HANGMAN" SERESIN

call me jake series, watermelon sugar, hangman is secretly possessive and loves leaving marks everywhere he can especially if he sees someone else flirting with his girl, Can I request a soft moment between Hangman and the girl he is seeing?, thinking about calling him daddy for the first time. Like, it just slips when you’re begging him to touch or fuck you and the man goes feral., ohhhhh Hangman finally getting with the girl of his dreams but she’s not convinced he actually likes her because she’s heavier and he’s carved like a greek statue, so he spends the night proving to her just how much he’s attracted to her, i know you wanted smutty but I’ve been feeling really blah lately so if you could hit me with some humor fluff maybe slight smut? With rbf reader who is blunt saying 10) “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.” To hangman while playing pool just completely shocking him, going off the thought that Hangman has a classic sailor pinup on his thigh... Could we please have some Hangman tattoo worship please?- @princessphilly

mrs. seresin- @afictionalwhor3

jake's love language, cowboy's date with a georgian (xblack!oc), wet dreams, texas roadhouse, jade, alien storytime (another world series) - @entertainmentgirl80

"hello hello my love <3 I thought maybe I could request something where reader has never really been comforted when crying throughout her life but one time Jake walks in on her crying and just comforts her. She doesn’t expect that and it’s all just a bunch of fluff! I love your writing so much thank you for putting your work out for people to enjoy <3- @inkdrinkerworld

you're pretty, so happening, you're alive, trip to the bahamas no fuck that series- @itsthestutterforme

LT RUBEN "PAYBACK" FITCH

"we neverrrr talk about Payback. Tell me about what happens when Reuben takes a girl out on their first date. Since I'm feeling all mushy."- @princessphilly

LT JAVY "COYOTE" MACHADO

"just wanna share sime little thots on Javy but damn does that man look like he gives such good head. He's reserved but when its behing closed doors that mouth can do anything you want ((but you'll have to ask niceky first)) 🥴", "thots on Coyote and pussy worship?"- @princessphilly

daylight, pie, cancelled flights and beignets- @siempre-bucky

if it's worth your time series, promise this ain't a test, i did what i had to do, for better days, how sweet it is...- @coyotesamachado

flight scare- @words-4u

pie- @siempre-bucky

LT BILLY "FRITZ" AVALONE

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LT MICKEY "FANBOY" GARCIA

what happens when mickey grows his hair out... - @siempre-bucky

take me by the heart, take me by the hand- @rae-gar-targaryen

warped series (with jake seresin)- @anjaelle

ROBERT "BOB" FLOYD

sundress season, bob is a freak in the bedroom, good girls do, bob and his good girl's wedding night, "anything you got for rooster i'll take it...literally anything but like him on the beach playing touch football" - @princessphilly

white christmas (spy/the americans au)- @dulcewrites

morning showers, koko's and bobby's sexy time, koko's insecurities, expecting again koko's & bobby's special day, koko's special valentine's, - @entertainmentgirl80

the new girl, i think you're cute- @ladyelissarose

might be an understatement- @friendlyneighborhoodchaosdemon

***LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE ANY !BLACK READER OR !POC READER FIC WITH THESE CHARACTERS HIT MY LINE!!!***

[sebsxphia]

so, I looked into your kink blog and I feel like it’s something you fuck with, bun in the case it isn’t, it’s totally fine to ignore this ask:

permanent denial + numbing cream/chastity belt with Bobby. The thought that even though he’s shy in public he is still super kinky in the bedroom is *chef’s kiss*

bark bark bark! so. yes. as mentioned in my previous ask, i fucking love this kink and i know bobby would too, and that’s not me projecting (it is a bit. i love being horny and fitting him into my kinks <3).

i fully believe that bob is a mean dom, but he’s also a pleasure dom. therefore, the combination of you being constantly in a state of heightened arousal and needy for pleasure, mixed with him locking away his cunt altogether and teasing you mercilessly when you can’t feel your clit, oooooooh. it’s perfect to and for him. so, so perfect.

it makes him so hard when he thinks about, or looks over to you in public, knowing that you’ve currently got your belt locked tightly around his cunt and you can’t feel a thing, no matter how hard you hump the restaurant seat. you’re putty in his hands and he knows that. you’re both super sweet in public, but no one knows just how nasty he is at home and that sends you both wild.

oh my goodness, thank you so, so much for indulging me with this my dear anon! and please know i’m always onboard to hear these thots! 🥹💌

[starbabyg]

more braden thots hehehe

braden has a big and thick cock

^ so it always takes me a few minutes to adjust to his size and while u are adjusting he gives you little kisses and says stuff like “take how ever long you need to adjust baby”

he lovessssss when you tug on the ends of his hair it drives him crazy

when you go down on him he takes his hand and wraps your hair around it and bobs you head up and down softly

^ he doesn’t really like when you suck him off cause he likes positions that bring both of y’all pleasure

he knows that his hands (like veins) is your biggest turn on so he uses that to his advantage

like when y’all are cooking together he comes up from behind you and wraps his hands around your waist or grabs your boobs and squeezes them

he ADORES when y’all shower together whether it’s fucking or just showering

you are VERY insecure and braden knows that so when you get naked you immediately wrap your hands around your stomach and braden takes his hand and gently brushes yours off your stomach and says “theres no need to hide yourself from me baby” as he gives you kisses

he makes you feel like this princess with all his comments about how gorgeous you are and how he got so lucky with you

i have so many more thoughts about braden so if you want them sent it i will GLADLY help the braden girlys out -🤠

oooo these are soooo 😮‍💨

Braden is thiccccc. It’s just stretches you out so good it’s a beautiful pain.

He does love seeing how small you look compare to his cock though. Both hands wrapped around it as you bob up and down.

I feel like he’s a big 69 guy cause not only does he get your pretty lips wrapped around him, he gets to feast on your pussy as he grips your ass.

Yesss that’s why he’s such a big choking fan. He loves when he chokes you and your dainty hand is holding his. He’s also a big fingers in the mouth guy. He just loves the way your tongue swirls over the pads of his fingers and the way your lips pucker up.

Brade is usually the last to wake up, so you’ll be cooking breakfast or making him coffee and you’ll know he’s awake when you feel him sneaking (you can always hear his heavy footsteps so is it really sneaking) up behind you and snaking his arms around you. He likes to put his hands in your pants waistband cause it’s nice and warm down there, might even dip a finger or two inside you if he’s feeling a lil frisky.

And ughhh you can barely get anything done in the shower because he’s always trying to fuck!! You can be taking your everything shower, sugar scrub on your legs as you prep to shave and here he barges into the bathroom taking off his clothes so he can fuck you against the glass. You’re always on the brink of passing out because the showers always hot and he makes you even hotter.

His favorite is fucking you when you’re bathing though. You always have your little candles lit with some soft music, lights a little dim. Maybe some bubbles with the bath jets flowing. It’s way more romantic and he loves slowly fucking you as the bath makes rhythmic waves.

BUT YES BRADEN IS THE BIGGEST ROMANTIC AND I STAND ON THATTTTT!! He’s always talking about how much he loves you and how you’re his best friend in the whole wide world. He’s big on the kisses tooooo <3 always peppering you with kisses all over your face.

Keep these coming nony baby I loveee these and can’t get enough we’re single handedly going to fill the Braden tag with nasty thoughts >:)

[maebs]

maeve's intro

hiii i'm Maeve/Mae

i'm a libra, my birthday is september 28th :3. i like grunge/alternative style, poetry, music and story based video games. i like watching tv too.

this is me :3

the characters im most like are, chloe price, jane or jesse from breaking bad, nicole from class of 09, mal from descendants (srry but it's true) anddd lisa from girl interrupted :3

DNI: if you are a pussy!!! i am hella sexy and controversial if u can't handle that pls leave <3

my personality ranges from thot daughter to gay son, back around to gay daughter and also thought daughter.

i like to write and i thrive when dwelling on the internet. 👾

my favorite poem is "Mad Girls Love Song" by Sylvia Plath. she is my favorite writer.

off the shoulder tshirts have my heart and so does vodka. i want a gun also.

my favorite video games are life is strange, class of 09, animal crossing, stardew valley, sims 4, and also fortnite (i am a degenerate in disguise)

my favorite show atm is Dexter, i have problematic taste in men, (dexter morgan, lip gallagher, mickey milkovich 😫)

other shows and movies i like are descendants, Bobs burgers, the haunting of hill house, midnight mass, shameless, arcane, the hunger games, (i cannot wait for sunrise on the reaping), the swan princess, ahs. and so many more that i can't think of!

i loveeee music. this is my favorite alex g song, it reminds me of life is strange.

i love ashnikko, i've seen her in concert 2x

i love taylor swift, avril lavigne, lil peep, carolesdaughter, Daughter, purine bridgers, cardi b, flo milli, rico nasty, misfits, all kinds of music really.

i'm a really sleepy person and i love taking naps. i love my wife!! i don't hang out with anyone but my wife.

send me asks, messages, etc! let's be mutuals!!!

🩷🩷🩷

[bobfloydsbabe]

helena! helena! helena! i had a thought after reading your professor floyd fic! i was watching easy A the other night and if you take away all of the shit things that happened, i couldn’t stop thinking about high school teacher bob floyd and you working in the school as a teacher, or within admin! meeting him there, dating and eventually getting married. sharing secret kisses and touches, the teens teasing you about it, meeting up with him for lunch, or staying for late night dinners with take aways and marking papers… just… dreamy sigh <3 bob floyd in that teaching environment just does something to me!

Seb, what a thot. What a glorious, cute, delicious thot. I firmly believe that if Bob hadn't gone into the Navy, he would have been a teacher of some kind.

He teaches history and you teach English Lit. You're looking for a good modern-language version of Shakespeare's Macbeth to teach your kids (at least that's the excuse you use), so naturally, you ask the cute history teacher for help. Bob's seen you around school and definitely hasn't been too shy to talk to you. Nope. That is not the case at all. When you seek him out, he just about loses it. He's attracted to you immediately, loves your mind, and your laugh is music to his ears. You ask him out. After your first date, it's immediately clear to everyone that you're together. The kids root for you and collect money to buy you a wedding present. The janitor almost catches you getting down and dirty in a supply closet. When you're old and grey, Bob admits that the edition of Macbeth he recommended was just the first one he could think of, not one he actually enjoyed. You admit that you knew because he recommended a version from the 1700s.

YOUR HONOR, I'M OBSESSED WITH THEM. Thank you for sending this, Seb! Made me smile and giggle and kick my feet. I love Professor Bob so much.

[hangmanapologist]

ROBYN MY LOVE!!💐

how are you! how was your weekend?

i’m glad you enjoyed my theatre kid bob one shot mwah ilysm

i feel like harrison knott would 100% be into body worship

he’s. a. little. bitchboy.

he likes to have his hands all over you

that’s my thot of the night

goodnight my honey!

SARAH MY HONEYYY

I’m good! My weekend was pretty chill! I spent it staring my Christmas shopping and then I made dinner for everyone today so it was really nice

How was yours! Is your eye doing better?

Theatre kid bob is always on my brain it’s like a personal brand to me

BUT OMG YES THIS GIF IS DOING THINGS TO ME

Harrison is a little bitchboy but he wants to be YOUR bitchboy and tell you how pretty you are while he begs you to sit on his face and use him <3 no thoughts head empty

LOVE YOU HONEY SLEEP TIGHT

[rainsmediaradio]

Young Thug - Bring Me Out Lyrics

Young Thug - Bring Me Out Lyrics Intro: Young Thug Wheezy outta here Yeah Chorus: Young Thug Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, shit got rained out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out Verse 1: Young Thug I was chillin' at the spot on a bedside's couch I wasn't even gon' do nothin', don't care 'bout the sun out (Yeah) Fuck you, lil' bitch, don't let my car bring me out (Yeah) I done got so rich I think my car bring me out (Yeah) Verse 2: Future I done got so rich, I let a foreign bring me out (Uh) Fuck her in the car and told her, "'Least it cost a housе" (Yeah) I done got so lit, I promise I'll nеver see a drought (I promise) I don't know the time, I know my watch two-hundred thousand (Two-hundred) Changin' up the climate, whenever you get through, I'm ballin' (When you) Change it up, my bitch down, my old bitch stalkin' I don't go outside without a rifle and a forty (Pluto) Takin' up the drip and the murder rate in Georgia (Yeah) Mr. Have-His-Way, turn a dime to a quarter (Yeah) Walkin' with a limp, I got racks all on me (Yeah) Probably in the Royce with the stars in the sky This ain't 'bout a thot, I let my cars bring me out (Out) Wrap the cash up and vacuum seal, it won't rot I can bag her, she want the dick 'cause I'm toxic (Toxic) I can spazz out and throw my bitch in Givenchy Her pressure, Baguettes, make everything iconic Homicide, make sure you stick to the strip One of a kind, fallin' asleep on a pill (Pluto) Top of the line art, gotta splash through the crib Freestyle off the top and I can make me a M Chorus: Young Thug Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, shit got rained out I done got so rich (Yeah), I think my cars bring me out Verse 3: Young Thug Benz after Benz, I'm on my Maybach shit My opp got this one so I done gave it to my bitch Huh, got a Birkin on my motherfuckin' wrist Think I'm lyin'? You can dive in this bitch just like a fish If it still got the odds, it's a perfect dish Give it to my kid, I'm 'bout to eat this whole wig Gave her nine racks like a motherfuckin' Sig If you make some mills in the pandemic then you big Take the Porsche away (Yeah), fillin' up a safe (Yeah) Got the Bugatti (Yeah), fuck a pool party (Yeah) Pourin' weed in her pussy like I'm Bob Marley (Yeah) All my dawgs got it (Yeah), we don't do no barkin' Nigga put me out, so I bought the shop (Yeah) I put my cars in this bitch, now it's a parkin' spot We had more oil in the city back when it was a drought They thought I got rid of it, I had brang the Wraithy out Verse 4: Future Livin' legitimate, I'm swervin' in a foreign car Cheetah print, leather Goyard It ain't 'bout a thot, I let this money do seducin' I turn two-hundred on a dash to a movie I done got so rich, fuck two bitches in a coupe I'm paranoid, hundred rounds on me too It ain't no cap in my rap, I got proof Took me a nap and had on three mill' in jewels (Pluto) Chorus: Young Thug Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, shit got rained out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out Outro: Young Thug It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Read the full article

[floydsmuse]

Ah Meggy at long last it seems we have a Calvin thought/thot!!!!!!! (lol). I have long awaited this day because I know you're gonna love it.

It's a really hot day in early summer, all yours and Calvin's classes have let out for the summer and luckily for the both of you, neither of you have to teach summer courses and can enjoy your time together with Baby Ellen. Unfortunately the heat wave that's hit is a little less than pleasant and the air conditioning has been running all day and all night, but poor Ellen's been extra fussy as a result (lol).

You two decide that it's definitely time to go swimming because both your husband and your baby are getting a little cranky (lol). You two decide to take her to the local pool to cool off and it was the best decision you two could have ever made. Everybody thinks she's the cutest little baby in her swim clothes (not gonna lie, you saw Calvin in his shorts and you both got that look in your eyes, lol). Calvin's holding onto her as he gently bobs up and down in the water with her and blowing his cheeks out to make her giggle. Maybe a few of your girls from the nursing major are around and they're taking little polaroid photos of their niece.

When Ellen's a little bit older, you and Cal decide to take her and Six-Thirty on a little trip to your old stomping grounds on Sanibel Island down in Florida. It's mornings spent on the beach collecting shells (Sanibel Island is known for its beaches having millions and millions of shells everywhere), strolls in the downtown Fort Meyers area, ice cream for dinner on the hottest nights and plenty of time to swim in the warm ocean. Six-Thirty gets plenty of time to play fetch and go for a morning run with Cal although you do laugh whenever Ellen and Six-Thirty chase the seagulls away from the sea turtle nests (lol).

Calvin also gets plenty of time to row out on the open ocean too which is nothing compared to doing it on a lake (lol). His father's very best friend was a rowing coach for Florida State and to your surprise, they were in the area for a competition against one of the colleges in Tampa and he even let Cal join in on the practice (lol).

But the biggest surprise came one day when you and Calvin were relaxing on the beach one morning just before lunch. Six-Thirty was splashing around in the water and Ellen was digging in the sand with her little shovel and pale and suddenly came running up to you with what looked like a gold coin in her hand. When you saw Calvin's eyes go wide, you knew something was up (lol).

"Honey, this is real gold."

"Wait, what?"

"This is real, actual gold, go ahead, feel it!"

You were shocked beyond words, more so when Six-Thirty started helping Ellen dig and they found even more!! You and Calvin knew that something was definitely up and decided to yet again phone a friend (lol).

It wasn't long before you and Calvin discovered that your secluded little beach spot held a very impressive secret. Not far from the beach line, under at least 70ft of water, lay the wreck of a pirate ship from the 1700s and that had once belonged to the famous Captain Kidd and had been wrecked in a hurricane after his crew had buried part of their treasure on the island (lol). So now every year when you guys go back, you not only dig for treasure on the beach and go to see it at the little museum, but you also got the opportunity to go and scuba dive on the wreck too.

Meggy this came to me shortly after I went to bed last night. I've been on the worst Treasure Island/Pirates Of The Caribbean kick lately and I think it's gonna start showing (lol).

Mary! hehe yay! more Calvin thoughts :) i’m super excited to read what you’ve sent in my love! <3

~ aww! i’m so glad wifey & Cal get some much needed time off to spend with Ellen! ugh heat waves are the worst! being super hot, sticky, & uncomfortable is such a gross feeling :/ especially when you can’t find the proper relief & nothing seems to be helping! i’ve been there plenty of times before haha!

~ swimming is such a fun & great way to cool off! aww Ellen & Calvin both being cranky😅 like father like daughter truly!! when Cal gets cranky, you know it’s bad BAD haha! awe! could just picture Ellen in her little bathing suit with some floaties on :,) Calvin’s wearing these short & tight swim trunks that really accentuates his thighs & practically makes wifey short circuit 🫠 just thinking about Calvin & Ellen playing around in the water & yes! Cal is def being silly & puffing his cheeks out to hear baby El’s bubbly giggles :,)

~ oohh! family vacation to Florida! sounds fun !! i love collecting shells on the beach too ! i could also picture Ellen finding jellyfish all along the shore & giving each of them names! i can just see her being super into sea life/sea creatures :)

“strolls in the downtown Fort Meyers area, ice cream for dinner on the hottest nights and plenty of time to swim in the warm ocean.”

~ all of this sounds amazing! makes me miss the summer so much😭! aww playing fetch with Six-Thirty is wonderful & i love the part where you mentioned Six-Thirty & Ellen chasing the seagulls! i’m just trying to picture this in my head & it’s making me chuckle out loud! Cal getting to practice his rowing is such a great addition to the trip too!!

~ Ellen finding real gold coins in the sand ?! woahhh! that’s so cool! she’s like a little treasure hunter for real ☺️ i love it. also love Six-Thirty stepping up to help her dig them out! A PIRATE SHIP !!! ahh Mary! a nod to the Goonies me thinks ?! AMAZING ! i love the little backstory you added behind it too! omg & they get to scuba dive down to the wreck?! this is so awesome & such a creative thought! i’m in love with it seriously! :)))

Mary, you seriously blew me away with these thoughts! i loved reading them so much & was smiling all the way through !! as always, thank you for sending them in! 🥰💕 i’m looking forward to see what you come up next !!!

[bradshawswife]

that one night| b.f

(sorry having thots about straddling him right now dear god)

Based on the smut prompt: “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now”

description: you & bob finally finally stop being idiots. You realize the love you both have for each other, after a date Y/N had with a different man.

pairing: bob floyd x fem!reader.

warnings: smut, minors pls dni, protected p in v, oral f!receiving, fingering, praises.

Being friends with Bob was like a breath of fresh air. Bob was reserved, quiet, sexy. He was different than your other friends, the rest of the Dagger Squad.

You’ve always found Bob overly attractive. Little did you know, he’s been in love with you since the day you two met. You obviously loved him as well, but it took you a few months to come to this realization.

It had been 3 years since you guys were in the detachment, and you both got permanently stationed in Fightertown, USA. It had also been 3 years since Bob had started loving you, but was too shy to ever admit his feelings.

He had seriously doubted how someone as beautiful as you would ever reciprocate his feelings. He assumed you liked Hangman, or Rooster, because they’re “easy on the eyes”, but to you, Bob is the easiest on the eyes.

Phoenix knew of his love for you, trying her hardest everyday to convince him to confess his feelings. One drunken night, recently, you confessed to loving Bob, but worried he’d never see you in that way. Phoenix just looked so confused, and tried to explain how he also lover you, but you were too far into the drinks to believe her.

You were also too nervous to ever confess your feelings to Bob. You loved your friendship, and you didn’t want to ruin it in case he didn’t love you back like that.

Your friend had set you up on a blind date, telling you its time to move on from Bob. As much as you tried to protest this, it would be nice to get out besides being with your friends. Ironically, he wanted to go to the Hard Deck. Oh great, now your friends are going to bug you all night with your date and scare him off.

As you walk into the Hard Deck, all dressed up in a pretty dress that emphasized your pushed up breasts. You see your friends in the corner of the bar, where they usually are and make a b-line to the opposite side, where the booths are, hoping to avoid your friends.

Bob noticed you the moment you walked in the door, he could spot you anywhere. He nearly had a heart attack seeing you in that short of a dress. My god the way your breasts looked. He’d always been able to hide how he felt about you, especially like this, but tonight was just different. Why were you so dressed up? Why didn’t you come say hi? His mind was racing, knowing you were here for someone else.

You have a perfect view of the door, waiting for your mystery date to show up. You’re nervous, peering over to your friends ever so often. Almost every time, Bob is staring right at you. You felt his eyes on you the whole time, and whenever you made eye contact he would look away, only to continue keeping an eye on you.

Phoenix eventually spilt the beans about you going on a blind date, and Bob felt his world crumble under him. He really missed his shot huh? He thought. Phoenix shot him a soft smile and said “It’s not too late you know.”

The rest of the group realizing he had a crush on you. Rooster handed over a $10 bill to Hangman. He predicted Bob was smitten by you around a year ago. Rooster didn’t believe it.

“Double it if he actually makes a move tonight” Rooster chimes in. Him and Hangman make a deal, the rest of the group joining in on the bet. Bob felt his face getting red with either embarrassment or anger.

The door rings its bell, and mystery man finally walked in. He walked to the bar asking for where you were, Bob hearing your name come from this man, shooting daggers at him as he walked over to your booth. He sat down across from you, smiling.

Your date was going well, still feeling Bobs eyes on you. Every time you saw him, he was shooting daggers at your date. You couldn’t help but wonder if Bob was jealous? Why would your best friend Bob be so jealous?

Bob certainly was very jealous. He wanted that to be him, right across from you. Every time he seen the guys eyes trail down to your chest, anger just kept fuming inside him.

At the end of the date, you both got out of the booth. When Bob noticed you were about to go home with him, he had about enough of this. He got up from his seat and darted towards you.

“Y/N can I p-please talk to you? he says, stuttering a bit. He’s overly nervous, knowing he’s about to jeopardize his friendship with you, but this can’t go on any further.

“Ok,” you say hesitantly, telling your date to meet you outside. He walks away and Bob practically drags you further into the corner.

“What are you doing going home with a guy like that?” he asks, staring at your soft eyes. You had the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen. He loved the way sunlight would emphasize the colour.

You stare up at him, giving him a confused expression. “What do you mean? I’m on a date. Sometimes the nights end like this, Bob.” you say, semi annoyed now.

“He doesn’t deserve you.” he chirps, putting his hand on your arms, rubbing up and down. Your skin is so soft, he loved whenever you rubbed against him and he could feel your skin. Tonight, you had exfoliated and made it even more soft than usual. Bob practically melted, but he had to keep his composure.

“Bob, you have no idea who he even is” you laugh, wondering where he gets off telling you this.

“He’s not me.” he says sheeply, looking down at the ground. You stumble back a bit, taken back from the words that just came from his mouth.

“Y/N, please don’t go home with him,” he looks directly into your eyes, moving his hands to your waist, “come home with m-me, please.” he finishes.

“I thought you didn’t like me?” you add in, melting at the touch of his hands gripping your dress, tugging you closer to him.

“I’ve loved you for years, honey.” he smiles, taking one of his hands and moving a loose strand behind your ear. You felt a tear come out of your eyes and he wipes it quickly. “Oh no, i’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you” he quickly adds, removing his hands and starts fiddling with them. You wince at the loss of contact.

“You’re telling me, you’ve loved me for years?” you question, he nods his head, nervous for your reaction, avoiding eye contact now. “I’ve loved YOU for years Bob. I thought this whole time you didn’t like me like that.” you add. He snapped his head to look at you, a soft smile on his face. He goes completely out of his comfort zone now.

He raises his hand to hold your cheeks, then leans in to press a tender kiss to your lips. You’re shocked by his wave of confidence all of a sudden, but melt under his touch. After he removes his lips from yours, you both smile at each other.

“I can’t believe we’ve been so stupid,” he grins, gripping your waist again and bringing you in for a hug. He hides himself in the crook of your neck.

“Let me just go let the other guy down, nicely” you smile, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

The guy took it relatively easy, he knew something was up when he kept catching your friend stare at him like he killed his cat. Once he left, you quickly ran back inside to meet Bob again. You catch him off guard, pushing him into the wall.

“Take me home now,” you laugh, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, “please.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice, darlin’” he smiles, grabbing your wrist and dragging you out of the bar, smiling at the rest of the Dagger Squad as they all hand over money to each other. They watched the whole ordeal go down, proud of you two for finally getting over yourselves and quit being idiots.

As you reach your car, Bob firmly presses your back against it. Placing kisses up your neck, sending waves of heat down to your core. “God, let me get in the car first Bob” you giggle, as he walks to the passenger side. Driving home, his hand was inching up your thigh the whole time, teasing you beyond belief.

“Don’t let us crash and burn,” he laughs as you close your eyes for a short second as he moves his hand towards your soaked panties. “Oh god you’re soaked sweetheart” he grins, knowing what he does to you.

“We’re so close to the house Bob, please stop teasing me” you choke out, trying to focus on not killing yourself and Bob before the best night of your life.

You quickly pull into your driveway. You lived near base in military housing, Bob lived just down the road. You two would hang out as much as work allowed, having movie nights and game nights, dinners often. In the grand scheme of things, you now realized you both were the biggest idiots to not realize that you both loved each other for the last 3 years.

Making your way inside, Bobs hand is on the small of your back. As soon as you get the door unlocked, Bob is making haste on pushing you against the wall of your hallway. grabbing your waist, you moan at the feeling of his semi hard on pressing against your core as he moves his legs apart to grind against you, “i’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now.” he growls into your ear, moaning into your mouth as he grows harder, as your hand roams his stomach towards his hard on.

God those words turned you on more than you wanted to admit. You loved how dominating Bob was, pushing you against the wall. He quickly hoists you up and wraps your legs around his waist. Carrying you up to your bedroom, he pushes you down on the bed. Making haste removing your guys clothes, you take out a spare condom.

Before you could hand it to him, he quickly opens your legs with his big hands and looks up at you for permission. He’s always a gentleman, so this isn’t surprising. Giving a small nod, he’s still breathing over your heated, soaked area.

“Use your words, baby” he moans out, tracing his finger on your thigh.

“Yes please” you smile, and before he attaches his mouth to your clit, he stops. “Good girl,” he quickly says, before attaching his mouth to your wet cunt, making you expel the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard.

He continues switching between licking, and sucking on your clit. You finish embarrassingly early, covering his face in your juices, licking his lips. He sticks a finger in, quickly coating his finger, and bringing it up to your mouth.

“Suck” he grins, moaning slightly as you suck on his finger.

“Good girl baby, you did so good” he smiles, pressing a kiss to your lips, before peppering kisses from your collarbone, all the way down to your core. He doesn’t forget to stop and suck on your delicious breasts.

“Oh my god I need you inside me” you moan out, as he’s teasing your core with his fingers.

“Patience, pretty girl” he chuckles, sticking a two fingers in you. You groan at the stretch with his big fingers, making their way in and out. You finish once again, on his fingers. This is now two orgasms before he’s even touched himself. He’s painfully hard under his jeans. His erection just begging to be freed.

He quickly grabs the condom from beside you, as he unbuckles his jeans. Freeing his extremely hard dick, he slides the condom on. Before inserting himself into you, he teases your entrance. Sliding the tip up and down over your slick folds.

He slowly pushes into you, as you adjust to his size. He groans loudly as he bottoms out. “If you don’t move right now,” you start, as he wraps his hand around your throat, lowering his head to your ear, “I said, patience, did I not?” he questions, in a deep voice. Oh god if you weren’t already extremely wet, you definitely were now.

“Sorry,” you say, shooting him a brat smile. This doesn’t go unnoticed by him, as he quickly removes himself, only to shove back into you. His thrusts are hard, getting sloppier and slower the closer he gets to finishing. You wrap your legs around his waist to bring him closer to you, getting even more deep in you. As he’s hitting your sweet spot over and over again, you once again come undone, this time while he’s in you. As soon as he feels your walls clench against him, he’s a goner.

“Fucking christ baby” he says, as he finishes in the condom. You feel his dick twitching as hes coming, laying on top of you. Within a few minutes, he’s removing himself from you, as you both wince from the loss of contact.

You’re beginning to doze off when you feel a warm washcloth, cleaning you up. Bob went to grab a glass of water and a washcloth for you. He is absolutely amazing at aftercare. Once you’re all cleaned up and you’re both hydrated, he pulls the cover over you and slips underneath, pulling you flush towards him.

“I love you so much Y/N,” he begins, rubbing his hands over your waist, “I should have told you sooner. I just didn’t want to lose you as a friend if you didn’t feel the same way” he lets out a small chuckle, and you twist yourself around so you’re facing him.

“I didn’t tell you because I was also afraid i’d lose you, Bob,” you smile, staring into his pretty eyes that are illuminated by your bedside lamp. “I love you too, Bobby” you finish. He smiles at the nickname, his face quickly turning red. He quickly kisses you, then pulls you into his neck. Within minutes, you’re both soundly asleep, with the love of your lives.

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[mrskurono]

Exhausted Akaashi from being bombarded with editing deadlines. So you bring Bokuto to help him relax. Watching the two make out on the bed as you ride Akaashi, letting him cum in your pussy with each orgasm. Bokuto moaning loudly in between kisses as Akaashi’s hand plays with Bokuto’s cock, eventually him cumming on his hand.

No one knows how to help Akaashi relax like his two favorite people <3

What is your boyfriends best friend for besides telling you all of Keiji's secrets?

Bokutou is just as bad though. You know more about those two men than you ever thought was possible. But it makes taking the initative to help Akaashi relax that much easier.

The way he can't say no to you and Bokutou is music to your ears. Groping and kissing turning quickly to Akaashi getting to loose his stress in your cunt. First with his face buried between your legs. Sucking and lapping at your juices while you pet his hair. Bokutou between his legs returning the favor as he bobs up and down on his cock. Effectively rendering Akaashi to a moaning mess as you tug at his hair and use his tongue. And Bokutou worships his cock.

Quick to turn into you grinding and bouncing on his cock. Akaashi getting enough there to loose his mind. Your hands on his chest, grinding and moving your hips on him so he can feel your cunt flutter all along his cock.

Just like before though it always does him so much good to have his mouth used. Akaashi relaxes so much better when he doesn't have to worry about talking. Bokutou knows this and of course stuffs himself in his best friends mouth.

Using Akaashi's mouth gently as he feels him moan around his length each time you milk another orgasm out of him. Pumping you fuller and fuller with cum but there's no words from Akaashi. Just his muffled moans as Bokuto holds his face and gently fucks his mouth. Making sure to give him enough of his cum to enjoy too since you're taking all his cum for yourself <3

Send me your sinful Saturday thots ♡

[pascalslittlebrat]

Late Night Temptations

Rating: E, 18+

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x F!Reader

Word Count: 2414

Warnings: Sugar baby/Sugar Daddy mention, mentions of alcohol, smut, oral sex-male receiving, choking, unprotected PIV (don’t be silly wrap those willies), dom/sub tones if you squint, i think that’s everything? Let me know if I missed anything

Summary: After a night out late with friends, you sneak into Pedro’s house for some water before going to your place at his, only to find him awake and wondering what you’ve been doing all night.

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A/N: Just a little collaboration between @mothandpidgeon and I, inspired by this picture from @pedrocentric​ and moth and I’s thots about sugar daddy Pedro, may you all enjoy xo

You got out of the Uber and went up the driveway. It was late and quiet. Instead of going around back to the guest house where you lived, you went to the front door. Water. Water would be amazing right now. Pedro wouldn’t mind if you helped yourself to a bottle from his fridge.

You let yourself into the house, first sliding out of your heels so you wouldn’t make noise. You were still a little tipsy and the house was dark. Your feet padded down the hall to the kitchen. You went into the fridge and cracked open a water bottle. You gulped it down, standing with the refrigerator door open, shoes in one hand, cool air prickling your skin. 

A light came on and Pedro had appeared in the kitchen. You couldn’t tell if he’d been sleeping. He often woke up looking deliciously tousled which seemed incredibly unfair. He was wearing a pajama set unbuttoned almost half way down his tan chest and over that a handsome silk robe.  His curls were a sexy mess of dark brown hair. 

“It’s late,” he said. 

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” you said, wiping your mouth. You’d gotten a little over enthusiastic with the water. 

“I thought you said you were studying,” he said, his brow furrowed. Did you sound drunk? Were your cheeks red?

“I was,” you said. You closed the refrigerator and leaned back against it. The cold metal felt good against your shoulder blades.  

“It’s two in the morning,” he said. He sounded more exasperated than anything else. 

“We went for drinks after,” you said. 

“We?” 

He had come across the kitchen to you. 

“Me and the girls from class,” you smiled. You liked it when he got jealous.

“Mhm,” he said. He was looking over your outfit hungrily. He leaned an open palm on the refrigerator beside you. He was so tall that you had to look up at him. 

“A few guys bought us drinks.”

His eyes turned dark. You knew how to push his buttons. 

“I bet they all wanted to go home with you,” he purred. 

You shrugged. 

“I don’t like it when you stay out so late,” he said. His voice was husky and seemed to go straight between your thighs. He brushed your cheek with the back of his hand. “You need your beauty sleep, princesa.”

“I’m not tired,” you said. You only wanted one thing now and it wasn’t sleep. 

“Well, it’s past your bed time,” he grinned. “Let’s go.”

You pouted at him stepping away from the refrigerator, “I bet the guy that bought us drinks wouldn’t make me sleep.” You bit back a smirk when you saw Pedro’s nostrils flare, you were definitely pushing the right buttons.  “He was cute, tall, dark, handsome, like a younger version of you.”

Pedro let out a growl and pushed your back back into the refrigerator, your eyes widened in surprised. You hadn’t expected him to get so hands on so quick, “Oh and what would he do to you princesa instead?”

“Take me to his room and fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before,” you breathed out, your body was burning under his touch.

Pedro’s hand went around your neck and you let out a soft gasp as he tilts your head back. His mouth went to your ear, his nose brushing against the sensitive spot between your ear and neck, “Oh princesa, you’re going to regret teasing me.”

Your thighs clenched and you wanted nothing more than for him to pull up your skirt and take you. He moved his hand away and smirked seeing your chest move up and down, the desire clear on your face. He had gotten control again and now you were in trouble because he wasn’t going to be quick. “Suck,” he commands, and he places two fingers in your mouth.

You moan, wrapping your lips around his fingers. You look at him with those sweet innocent eyes knowing it drives him insane when its his cock and swirl your tongue around them. Your eyes never leave his as you move them in and out of your mouth. You watch his warm brown eyes turn black in desire. “I don’t share princesa, I guess I’ll have to remind you that,” he growls as he grinds his hard cock against you.

You knew he slept commando and the thin material of the pants against your own barely covering skirt had you whimpering, you core was screaming for more friction. You pushed your hips back up against his erection and Pedro grabbed your hip roughly, holding you down. “Uh-uh, you have some sucking up to do,” he tsked in your ear before pulling his fingers out, he pushed your skirt up and let out a choked breath when he saw you weren’t wearing panties.

He looked up at you eyes narrowed, “Where the hell are your panties?”

You smile up at him  innocently, shrugging, “I took them off when I left the club. The lace was bothering me.”

Pedro’s jaw tensed and you felt his fingers graze your wet mound before pulling his hand away, “You’re so wet, such a shame that I’m not going to touch you.” He undid the belt of his robe, “You’ve been very bad today, going to the bar in this little outfit and letting shitty little boys buy you drinks. I bet you planned this didn’t you? Take your panties off because you wanted me to fuck you?”

Your head falls back against the refrigerator whining at his teasing touch. You needed him the way you needed oxygen in that moment. Your intentions had only been to tease you into him fucking you as soon as you got here if he was awake, you didn’t think he was going to end up playing with you like this. “I might have danced with that one guy too,” you say deciding to push him further, “Might have not, just like I may or may have wanted you to fuck me. Or maybe it was him I wanted to? I can’t remember too well.” You looked at him in feign thought.

Pedro glared at you hooking his finger under your chin, “Get on your knees. Now.” You gulped as you looked at his eyes, his dominance was there and you knew you couldn’t resist that tone even if you wanted. You got on your knees, the coldness of the tile floor contrasting the heat of your body,  you looked up at him biting your lip, as your hands went to the waistband of his pajama pants. He gently caressed your cheek and you leaned into his touch, he knew in that moment that you were wrapped around his finger. There would be no more teasing him, no more being difficult and pushing his buttons, that little act was all he needed to know you were submitting to him completely. “Suck princesa, you’re mine and if you want me to fuck you, you’re going to be a good sugar baby and earn it,” his baritone voice orders.

You push down his pajama pants, his hard cock springs out and you lick your lips as you see the precum leaking from the top. You take his hard length into your hand, your other hand going to his hip to brace yourself. You smile up at his and flick your tongue over the head, licking the precum clean off of it. Pedro puts a hand in your hair and you hum appreciatively, you loved the way he taste, the perfect combination of sweet and salt, “You love tasting me don’t you baby, take it princesa. You know you love my cock in that pretty little mouth.”

“Always, yours all yours,” you moan as you take his cock in your mouth, he was too big for you to take completely but it never stopped you from trying. You heard him let out a hiss as your warm mouth covers his cock, feeling it hit the back of your throat as you take as much of him as you can in. You look up at him intently, how you loved to see the way his eyes closed when your mouth was around him. The soft moans he would let out as you bob your head up and down. You pulled your head back to just the tip sucking on it the way you knew drove him insane.

Pedro throws his head back the hand in your hair tightening, “Fuck princesa just like that, show me how much you deserve this cock.” You smile around the head of his cock before taking him back into your mouth. Pedro pulls on your hair guiding the way you bobbed up and down his cock, pushing himself down your throat a little more each time. He stops as he feels the warm muscles of your throat move against it, you gag and he releases his hold as you pull away, spit dribbling down your chin, eyes blown in lust. “You look so beautiful on your knees like that princesa, such a good girl, spit coming down your chin, I bet you’re soaked too aren’t you?”

You nod trying to catch your breath, your core was sensitive and it was taking everything in you to not grind against the floor for friction That’s how lost in lust he had you, you’d do anything for a release but you knew he would only drag out your release if you did. Your hand wraps around his thick length sliding up and down it as your swirl your tongue around the head taking him slowly back in. You moan around his cock, the sound vibrating down his length making him want to pull you away and take you right then and there. He loved how much you loved pleasing him, never had he found someone that enjoyed sucking him off the way you did, the way it would rile you up further. You keep your hand wrapped around his cock as you bob your head, increasing your speed, moving your hand in sync with your mouth to cover what you couldn’t.

Pedro’s hand in your hair tightens again, cursing under his breath, you knew he wasn’t going to last much longer and you whimper as your hand on his hip tightens, the pool between your legs was getting harder to ignore. He pulls on your hair, pulling your mouth off of him, you look up at him pouting. “I need you, now,” Pedro grits out as he pulls you back up. His mouth smashes into yours and you moan wrapping your arms around his neck, meeting his fevered kiss with just as much desire. He grabbed your hips bucking up against you. His tongue slips against yours asking for entrance, you whimper letting his tongue flick against yours.

Your tongues battle and you suck against it, gaining a moan out of him. He pulls back starting to kiss down your neck, sucking on the sensitive spot between your neck and clavicle. “Tell me what you want princesa,” Pedro breathes against your neck.

“I want you to fuck me,” you whine out breathlessly.

Pedro looks at you smugly pushing you against the counter, “Beg me for it baby, tell me how bad you want it.”

Your hands grip the counter as Pedro pushes your skirt up and bends you over it. He grabs his cock giving it a few strokes as he lines it up at your entrance. You suck in a breath, letting it out slowly as you try to push against it. “Fuck Pedro please! I want you to fuck me, I need your cock, please fuck my pussy with your cock,” you plead looking over your shoulder up at him.

Pedro smirks as he runs his cock up and down your wet folds, your grip tightening against the counter, small whimpers leaving your lips, “Pedro…please.”

“Good girl,” he whispers into your ears as he eases his cock inside of you. You gasp out as his thick length fills you, “Look at you taking my cock so good, princesa, you love having me inside you don’t you?”

“Y-yes, you fill me so good,” you whimper out as he pulls out before pushing back into you. Your head falls back against his chest, you found it hard to think as he rocked against you. Pedro was like a drug you could never get enough of, the way he felt pressed deep inside you, the way he’d murmur your name out each time you clenched around him.

He wrapped his hand around your neck, his other hand going down to your clit rubbing it. You cry out his name, feeling the familiar tightening in your stomach, you were so close and he knew it. He picked up his pace, “I bet that guy couldn’t fuck you like this. He wouldn’t have you completely falling apart, look at you, you’re so tight around my cock. Cum for me princesa.”

“Pedro fuck!” you cry out, your knees bucking underneath you as your orgasms rocks through your body, his hand around you neck moves and wraps around your waist. His attack on your clit doesn’t stop, wave after wave hitting you. You

Pedro holds you tightly against him as you tighten around him, “Fuck princesa, I’m going to cum, let me fill you up baby.”

You reach behind you pulling his lips against yours, “Please, I want you to.” You kiss him deeply as his pace starts faltering before you feel his thrusts stop and his mouth moves from lips to your neck. He moans out your name, his voice deep and gruff as he spills inside of you, filling you up. He hides his face in your shoulder, both of you breathing heavy. Pedro slips out of you pulling down your skirt. He turns you around kissing you softly.

You smile against his mouth, “So worth teasing you. Definitely better than any tacky frat boy.”

Pedro chuckles leaning his forehead against yours, “Never forget who makes these knees shake. Next time I won’t be so forgiving.”

He nips your neck and you giggle. “Pedro stopppp,” you whine as he sucks a mark, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips.

“I’m simply marking you darling, so everyone knows you belong to me,” he says as he presses a kiss to the new mark on your shoulder, “Now let’s really get you to bed this time.”

@rav3n-pascal22 @purplepascal042 @sleep-tight1​ 

[sebsxphia]

now that I’ve seen lew’s fine ass I have to say that everyone is poly!squad would be obsessed with it. everyone gives him a smack when he walks by. Natasha and Bradley are very fond of taking a bite out of those juicy cheeks. Jake is a perv who humps him from behind when bob is cooking or washing dishes. And you? You make sure to take a picture of his ass whenever he bends over or wears running shorts. There’s a very filthy group chat where y’all just thirst over that firm booty

NO FREAL DEAR ANON YOU’RE SOOO RIGHT WITH ALL OF THIS 🤭

jake fake humping him from behind as he’s doing the dishes is so him omg. and and! you know i’m joining bradley and natasha with taking a big BITE. i’m just soooo obsessed at the thought of them all coming to realise that bob fucks and that bob has a great ass <3

thank you so much for this thot my dear anon! 💌

[honeytae]

I’ll make you forget all about him.

OKAY...doja cat came out with a new album so obviously i needed to write a piece of filth based on one of the tracks. and guys..this is MESSY alright?? i just couldn’t help myself from thinking about comparing taehyung to literally any average dude while listening to this song so...here’s this toxic, messy piece of filth. happy thotting everyone, don’t blame OC she just misses tae </3

tags: @ahgasearmyfan, @hoseokayy, @the1921-monsters

genre: smut

warnings: broken up tae x reader, cheating, fingering, mentions of dirty talk but nothing too bad, kinda rough sex ngl, i wrote this in 20 mins and its unedited

word count: 800+

you right i, got my guy, but i, i, can’t help it, i want you.

++ listen here:

Kim Taehyung was captivating. Everyone that knew him, or of him, knew that.

Even down to the way he carried himself exuded an energy that everyone was drawn to, friends, family, and acquaintances alike. And despite all the guilt you carried about the very idea, you couldn’t help the thoughts, the memories, that flooded your brain whenever you saw him.

Along with the many visuals from the past taking over any normal functioning part of your mind, it didn’t help that he had to look so fucking good. Dark hair pushed back from his forehead, throat bobbing each time he sipped from his drink, long fingers clutching his glass of whiskey, smug smirk on display as he caught you staring at him again. 

Clearing your throat, you, at last, shifted your gaze from the man, instead excusing yourself from your clueless boyfriend’s company to escape to the bathroom. 

Fuck, what was wrong with you? You were with someone else, supposed to have completely moved on. Why was Taehyung all you could think of? 

Cupping cold water in your hands, you let the liquid cool down your heated cheeks, exhaling a breath as you looked at yourself in the mirror. You couldn’t help but feel disgusted. Who were you to be fantasizing about another romp in the sack with your ex?

Clutching the door handle, you twisted it open, fully unprepared for the man in question standing on the other side of the wood. Looking like absolute sex on legs.

“You alright in here?” He smirked at your gaped mouth, taking joy in your shock and obvious nerves at being face to face, finally alone together after months of not having the opportunity. Taking a shaky breath, you opened your mouth to weakly protest, breath getting caught in your throat as his hand made contact with your waist. It felt so right. But this was so wrong. 

All resolve went out the window when the man’s lengthy appendages settled over your navel, leaning you back against the sink counter and making you shiver as he leaned down to spill hot breath over the shell of your ear. No. This was bad.

“Tell me you don’t want this.” He murmured, giving you an out you were suddenly desperate to decline with the hovering of his palm over the soft fabric of your dress, unmoving until you answered him. 

Instead of using words, you simply let your actions do the talking, locking your fingers over his hand and shakily guiding it down between your thighs. 

Taehyung was quick to tuck his fingers underneath your dress, whipping your panties to the side to spread your embarrassingly slick folds, rubbing his finger over your clit to coax more fluid out from your entrance as he finally pressed his lips to yours. 

Warm plush lips made contact with your own, somehow immediately healing the skin that had been bitten raw by your nerves earlier, soothing over the skin with a needy edge that had your head spinning along with the pressure on your swollen bud.

You drew in a sharp breath as he pinched his fingers around either side of your clit, Taehyung deepening the kiss without warning as he pressed his bulge into your thigh. His tongue was hot and tasted of whiskey, making you moan louder as you desperately clutched onto his shoulder, gasping as his middle finger curled into your lubed-up entrance. 

“Baby,” he breathed, “what do you want?” He rasped, dark eyes imploring your own for answers as you whimpered at a particularly hard thrust from his fingers. 

“W-want you. Want you, Tae.” You moaned, the man pausing his actions for a moment to raise his eyebrows at you. 

“What about him?” 

A bit defeated, he couldn’t stop himself from asking the question, ignoring the syncopated pulses between both your sets of legs to let what’s been on his mind for months out into the air. 

“N-no. You.” You affirmed, the man studying you for a second before smashing your lips together once again, his belt clinking to the ground as he released his pants from where they strained against his growing crotch. 

“Want you too. I’ll make you forget all about him.” He panted against your bottom lip, spinning you around to bend you over the counter, the sound of him taking himself into his hand making you lose your breath all over again at the sheer sin of it all. 

It wasn’t long before the bathroom was full of the sounds of skin slapping skin, each of his long strokes punctuating Taehyung’s dirty words mumbled into your ear, a few in particular making you clench harder around his cock. 

“You belong to me.”