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[anonymous-fm]

note; wrote this a couple months ago but never put it here- its my first piece in years so i hope it's alright :>

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . nsfw !! hws america with mentions of afab reader

perverted in love alfred coming over to ur place for the first time...

he finds ur laundry basket on his way to the bathroom and he just cant help himself. he has to get a hold of a pair of ur underwear, breathe you in, smell your sweet scent. he tried to stop himself, he really did. but seeing that pair of pink lacey panties at the top of the pile- it was so you.. so cute and- oh? is that a wet spot? you must've taken it off earlier in the night before your shower. he wondered if the way he flirted with you earlier had been the cause.. what a reward. his hands shook slightly.

he was already at his limit seeing your sleeping face next to him. how your face relaxed as you slept and the soft sound of your breathing, he couldnt stop thinking about how lucky he was that he could make you feel safe enough to sleep next to him. what he wouldn't give to hook your leg over his hip, pull your panties aside and fuck you just like that. but he knew he couldn't, he hadn't told you yet how much he loved you, how much he needed you. he picked up the underwear from the basket, and gave them a once over. the ass is made of mesh? he didnt think you'd wear something like this... but he finds it so hot- your ass must look so good in these. he'd love to see for himself. he stares at them for a moment. is he really gonna do this? he hesitates, then slowly brings the crotch of the fabric to his nose. he breathes in your scent and it goes right to his head- and his lower one. he blushes at the power you have over him, without you even knowing.

he makes his way into the bathroom and closes the door behind him. the scent of your shampoo and body wash still linger in the air. alfred quickly pulls down his sweatpants and boxers to free his hardened leaking cock. hes red in the face, chest heaving, desperate to feel that still-damp spot on his hot tip. he sits on the toilet, legs spread to let his balls hang free. he moves a hand toward his aching cock, wanting to give it a few pumps before the main event, but, afraid that he might cum from just that, he decides against it. he takes another deep breath of your scent and his cock twitches, a few more beads of precum trailing down his shaft. he closes his eyes and imagines you on your back, legs spread for him as he eats you out, your wetness and scent surrounding him, your perfect pussy on display for him.

"i can't take it anymore baby.." he softly whines. with half lidded eyes, alfred leans back and brings your panties down to his cock, pressing the wet spot on them to the tip of his dick. the fabric was soft and slightly cold, making him flinch a bit. he wrapped his hand around his shaft, with the soft fabric of the crotch against the underside of his shaft and began gently stroking his cock- poor thing was already overstimulated. he wondered if you'd ever touched yourself to the thought of him like his is right now. he closed his eyes once again and his head hung back at the thought. you laying there on your bed, naked from the waist down, your oversized tee shirt rode up exposing your soft tummy, and your little hand between your legs, rubbing your clit, wishing he'd come and fuck you already.

"fuck.. f-fuck," he whimpered, now pumping his cock hard. how badly he wanted to hear you beg for him, he couldn't think of anything he'd want more right now. he'd been horny all day for you, it almost felt like you were teasing him, but he knew that wouldn't be fair to you. after all, you're his sweet little virgin, his flirting often went over your head, and he wanted so badly to show you what he truly meant. to slam his lips onto yours, take you into his arms and show you how beautiful you are, how much he loved you.. he imagined what it'd feel like for you to wrap your plush arms around his neck while he kissed you- ohh, fuck fuck... he could barely hold back his whines anymore.

he was fucking his own hand at this point, totally lost in the thought of you, tightening his hand to try and simulate how your walls would feel around his cock- not even thinking about how messy he'd made your panties with his wetness. just a little more baby.. please, alfred begged. he could cum at any moment now as thoughts of you spiraled in his head- the softness of your body under his touch, how good it'd feel to stretch you open- would you whimper and whine about how big he was? would you cry for him? fuck to wipe tears away from those pretty eyes of yours- oh to have those warm brown doe eyes look up at him while he was balls deep inside you.. he sucked in air through his teeth, as his head craned downward finally, he panted yes, yes,

"al?" a cracked voice softly called out from the other side of the door.

he nearly jumped out of his skin as he came, head falling back and back arching as his eyes shot wide open in fear, cum all over your pretty, wet panties. he panted as quietly as he could, as he came down from his high, his body fully relaxing back on the toilet. how was he supposed to save himself right now.. if you opened the door and found him like this.. what would you think? he couldn't chance it. he tried speaking but the noise caught in his throat.

"al? are you ok?" he heard again through the door. such a sweet, caring voice. he wondered how long he'd been in here, how long you'd been awake to notice his absence.

alfred cleared his throat, "i'm ok; go back to bed, i'll be there in a minute." he said weakly, still panting. he wondered what your expression was behind the door, what you were thinking he was doing. the two of you hadn't been precious about these things, often joking about sexual and lavoritorical things for a long time, yet right now he couldn't be more embarrassed, ashamed almost. until he heard a small "okay" from you and the floorboards quietly creek, he was finally able to relax. he is then reminded of his member, still in his hand, and your panties damp and messy with his cum. alfred feels his cock twitch again at the sight of the soiled cloth and thinks for second, maybe i can get away with one more...

[anonymous-fm]

red or nude lipstick? long or short hair? watermelons or strawberries? winter or summer? to eat or to snack? cold or room temperature water? to swim or to fly? explore the woods or explore the deep sea? modern mythology or classic mythology? black&white or sepia toned? to hope or to despair? to be or to live?

red or nude lipstick? long or short hair? watermelons or strawberries? winter or summer? to eat or to snack? cold or room temperature water? to swim or to fly? explore the woods or explore the deep sea? modern mythology or classic mythology? black&white or sepia toned? to hope or to despair? to be or to live?

[anonymous-fm]

in a world where hetalia is based off real-life personifications as a fun project for them, i imagine gilbert would make you hug his plushie while he fucks you

[anonymous-fm]

Baby Devil Hello Kitty Plush Keychain

[anonymous-fm]

getting tired of almost every sexy post describing the sub as "little." "i want a pretty little thing...." it feels alienating as a bigger person sometimes, like so you don't want any sub, you'd probably turn your nose up at me, ok.

[anonymous-fm]

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ i really wanna take better care of myself. i've ignored myself for too long

[anonymous-fm]

the way i got robin within 20 pulls AND her lightcone within 20... im so screwed for boothill 😭

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i just know gilbert has thick rough fingers that feel like heaven stretching out your holes... i just know it

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‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ i find it funny how i haven't been online much since the beginning of november and since then i've gotten the most notes on this blog than i ever did before. classic lol

[anonymous-fm]

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ user is typing.. .

on my way home i noticed a ton of ppl with nerdy outfits and merch and realized today was the first day of ny comic con. im catching myself now having cringe thoughts that if i was more outwardly nerdy in my day-to-say life maybe one would see me and strike up conversation. im regretting not going, not because id have a really good time and blow all my money on cool shit and supporting artists, but because maybe- just maybe i could have found a cute potential partner. what the hell is wrong with me

[anonymous-fm]

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ i wanna kiss... :(

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‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ user is typing...

disappointed i didnt write in my journal at all during my vacation and now its pretty much over. even tho it went pretty much exactly as i expected, which isnt the best.

i want to find friends i can travel with... even small weekend trips, it doesn't matter. i can't travel with my family anymore. i get sick of them, i dont like them. i just wanna be comfortable man

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its been like five hours but i was scrolling reels and came across this girl with tears in her eyes apologizing to her viewers for getting on a medication with a weight loss side effect and going on about how she's not on it to "cheat" at losing weight and i'm just. please delete your account. delete instagram. this page you created that was supposed to be about your "wellness journey" is clearly having adverse effects as you're SOBBING for needing to get on metformin FOR YOUR HEALTH.

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‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊ user is typing...

august has been so brutal between being asked to leave from my job to my uncle getting diagnosed with early onset alzheimer's and every small argument and annoyance in between my body and mind are so exhausted.

[anonymous-fm]

one thing about me is that i love the cardcaptor sakura school uniform

[anonymous-fm]

going through my old blog and seeing all my old vent posts is crazy. i didn't realize how much better im doing... turns out i do have depression n like i do still feel traces of those feelings but like theyre not at the forefront of my brain or nearly as debilitating. feelings about my inability to be loved though... yeah those are still there. but i think that mostly comes from body image issues which is a kinda separate problem.