#it's just so DUMB so frequently in 45 minutes

[sheliesshattered]

the trouble with trying to rewrite this particular episode is that the episode, as aired, is just so bad that it's physically painful to rewatch

[gurugirl]

harry cheats on his gf with you and maybe not necessarily a breeding kink but cream pie kink ?? like, “i’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum”. veryyyy rough and degrading like he’s just using you to get off. “cumdump” etc..maybe he’s quite a bit older than u as well. face slapping, spit kink, as dirty as possible…you get me LOL

oh. my. god. M'kay... here we go.

Warning: SEE ASK ABOVE - if you don't like your smut rough, please don't read, babes!! Not proofread. 1.6k words

Harry had seen you a number of times at the café he frequented where he liked to go to get his coffee almost every morning. You were just the cutest thing, always blushing and giggling when he'd compliment you.

And you'd not soon forget the man either. He was older than you by a bit, you could tell. But he was gorgeous and tall, with dark curls and always dressed so sharp, like he was rich. You also knew he had a girlfriend, who he'd brought in once or twice.

Which is why when he asked you what you were doing after work you didn't quite connect the dots. Why would he want to know what you were up to?

It was nearly closing time when Harry popped into the café after work with plans to find out if you would be into more than just serving him a hot coffee. You shrugged and told him you had no plans so he told you he'd wait outside for you to finish up.

You were nervous, you could admit, not knowing exactly what was to come but you certainly wouldn't be saying no to Harry Styles. Even if it meant doing something you might regret.

Harry guided you to his vehicle in silence and then drove off into the night with you in the passenger side. You couldn't speak you were feeling so out of sorts and excited. You were afraid that if you spoke you'd say something really dumb. You tended to make a fool of yourself in front of hot men.

When Harry pulled up to a large home with tall gates and a long driveway you looked all around with wide eyes and confusion. Was this his house?

Harry smirked to himself in response to your timid demeanor. You were exactly what he was looking for. A cute little submissive bimbo he could smack around a little and who wouldn't say no to him. Plus he'd been dying to see you naked.

You followed him into his house in silence and Harry finally spoke as he closed the door behind himself, "See those stairs? Head up and go all the way to the end of the hall and into that bedroom. I'll be right there."

You did as he said, making your way to the massive bedroom with the largest bed you'd ever seen. Meanwhile, Harry was calling his girlfriend to confirm what time she planned on being home. He still had 45 minutes. Just enough time.

When he got into the bedroom you were standing in the middle of the room, blushing and feeling hot. You knew something was about to happen and you were excited. Harry looked especially sexy today. There was something about the way he looked at you that told you he was about to eat you alive.

"Get rid of your clothes for me." He spoke and so you did without question. You were feeling a bit shaky and Harry could see your excitement from where he stood in the room. You took your last item of clothing off and looked to him for further instructions.

Harry let his eyes take you in. Your breasts and tummy, your cunt and thighs... He began taking his own clothes off and casually made his way near you and pointed at the bed.

"Go on. Get on the bed so I can fuck you." He spoke lowly and he was already thickening up in his pants. You were delectable and he was going to ruin you.

You quickly climbed on the bed and waited for him as Harry removed his briefs and stalked toward you. He put a knee onto the bed and grasped your neck, "You're being very obedient. Let's see if you can keep it up, hmm? Open your mouth."

You immediately parted your lips and Harry brushed his own against yours before spitting a glob of saliva onto you tongue, "Swallow."

So you did. Harry smiled and then looked down over your body and pressed a palm to your chest, causing you to lie back.

"Kind of a desperate slut for me aren't you? Doing just as I say without asking or complaining." He brushed his fingers over your cunt and you were already wet for him, he chuckled.

"Just as I thought, dripping for a man she knows she can't have. You know that right?" He raised his brows at you in question.

You nodded and licked you lips, "Yes. I know. You have a girlfriend."

Harry smiled and plunged two fingers inside of you, dragging the pads of his fingers over you g-spot, "I do. And she's on her way back now as I speak so I'm gonna have to be kind of quick here. But you don't mind. You're my little whore that I can do with what I please. So I'm gonna tear you in half and then dump my come inside of your fuck hole cause I need to get off and I've been imagining what you'd feel like for months now."

You nodded and gasped at the feel of Harry's fingers inside of you, his knuckles growing wetter and wetter with each stroke.

Finally Harry pulled his fingers out and stroked himself a few times. You leaned up on your elbows when Harry looked at you and squinted. He pushed you down flat on your back and slapped at your breasts, "Who said you could get up?" He leaned over you and then grabbed your jaw harshly, "Hmm?"

You shook your head with wide eyes and moaned at how rough he was being before you could spit out your apology, "S... sorry, sir."

Harry grinned widely and nodded, "There you go. All I need you to do is just lie there and be my little fuck toy. Okay?"

When Harry impaled you with his long and thick cock you yelped at the sudden intrusion. He was big and his dick reached deep into your tummy and it hurt, despite how wet you were for him.

Harry laughed at your noises, "Am I too big for this little fuck hole?" His pace was relentless and the burn of the stretch was causing a deep ache in your core.

You squeezed your eyes closed for only a moment before you felt Harry's palm land over your face making your cheek sting in the wake of his hand. You popped your eyes open fast and Harry's brows were furrowed, lips parted as he continued thrusting harder and harder into you, knowing he had not much longer before he needed to get you out of his house.

"Asked you a question. Or are you just a dumb baby? Hmm?"

You whined and nodded, "Yeah... too big for me..." you gasped breaths in between words as you were getting spread apart by Harry's wide cock.

"S'too bad. I'm gonna keep fucking this hole til I'm done with it. And you're gonna take me baby. Yeah?"

You nodded and moaned. With the way Harry's hips were smacking into yours and how long his cock was inside of you, you knew you'd come, but you just needed to have something over your clit. You dared to reach down and touch yourself so you could orgasm with him.

Harry watched you drag your hand down and begin rubbing your own clit and cooed at you, "Aww, dumb baby is finally using that brain of hers and touching herself so she can come too. Good job. Maybe there's hope for you yet."

At that, Harry's pounding became almost too powerful. His bed was gently creaking and the sound of skin slapping and wet squelches rang out in the room.

You felt so good and warm and tight around Harry and he groaned as his orgasm approached.

"Fuck, fuck... Like getting stuffed full me of like this? Yeah? Gonna take all my come inside your come hole? That's all you are. Dumb little fuck toy with a pretty come hole all for me."

You whimpered and yelped at each deep thrust until you were finally coming around Harry's big cock, "Oh my god!! Yes!"

Harry felt you clenching around him and he pounded away into you as he heard something going on in the house. Shit, his girlfriend was here already.

He continued fucking into you as you came and he released inside of your cunt with a loud groan into the room, "Fuck!"

When Harry caught his breath he pulled himself out, his cock still shiny and creamy with your arousal and he leaned down to watch his come drip from your hole. You felt him swipe up your slit and moan and then he attached his mouth to your cunt and slurped. Then leaning over your face he grasped your jaw. You opened wide for him and he spit his come into your mouth just as the bedroom door opened and woman shrieked into the room.

You swallowed his come, "Mmmm..." and licked you lips and Harry smiled down at you.

"What the fuck, Harry?!!" His girlfriend stormed to the bed to see you dripping with his come, and Harry's cock still half hard, post orgasm.

"Oh yeah. Thought you said 45 minutes. Thought I had more time." He chuckled and kept his eyes on your fucked out face. You didn't have the wherewithal to worry about the other woman in the state you were in, completely relaxed and fucked into oblivion.

"Well! I'm getting my things and leaving you asshole!" She turned and her heels clacked along the wood floor as she rushed out of the bedroom.

Harry just laughed, "Guess I'll take you home now."

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[moreofem]

being friends with benefits with carmy and instead of just texting you at like midnight to come over, he likes to think he’s a gentleman for asking you to come to the restaurant at around 8:45 when it’s slow and they’re about to close so he can make you something to eat before he takes you home and fucks you

LMAOOO “he likes to think he’s a gentleman” that’s so funny to me cause it would be exactly that. No u up? texts that are frankly, to him distasteful and disrespectful, no no no, he’d text you are you hungry? I can make something for you. On the house. I wanna spend time w/ u

And you really can’t say no, cause you just finished work and you’re starving, so you head out to the restaurant, where everyone knows who you are, but they all think you guys are just friends, except Syd, who sees and knows everything. She knows you two are fucking. You make Carmy waaayy too happy, and she thinks it’s fucking weird. He smiles when you come in! He laughs! He’s not picking at his skin! Woooowwwwwwwwww.

Anyways. He makes you eat whatever you want (because of going frequently, you realized you had gained a little bit of weight. Carmen doesn’t care, told you that it meant he was feeding you and fucking you good, which then made you want to jump his bones again because in that moment only your cavewoman brain was fully functional) and stands opposite of the counter, asking about your day, makes “googly eyes” (that’s how Richie calls them) and rubs your hand gently when you’re done.

Then, when the restaurant is closed, he takes you back to his place, which is actually clean for once because last time you’ve been you two cleaned the whole place (you guys are just like a couple, except, dumb enough to not admit feelings *eye roll*) and so he puts on tv, talks a bit more, before you guide him to his bedroom, where he quietly undresses you (he has learned what patience is, hooray), undresses himself, slowly touches you to make you squirm, gasps how wet you are, which you respond (as snarky as ever) that yeah you’ve been down there for forty fucking minutes, of course imma be wet, and that makes him want to cum on the spot.

He slowly eases himself in, and your body welcomes him gently. He rocks into you, murmuring praises and peppering the sweetest kisses, and in that moment both of you know that you guys are making love, not fucking. You are both so in love it hurts, and maybe one day - while he’s wreaking your shit after a stressful day at work, while he’s (very romantic) grabbing your jaw, both legs on shoulder combo - you let it slip out that you love him.

—

Ok who let my hand slip

[lcndonboysstuff]

This is all so dumb. No way is a North London resident frequenting a pub in South London. He’s not sitting on the tube for 45 minutes to be a regular and frequent visitor when he can walk out of his house and find one within 5 minutes in North London. That person who talked to the news is a newly hired social media manager to handle press for the pub. Newly hired as in Friday. Not the owner who would know who is coming and going. She also is savvy enough to have never said his name, because a blond could be anyone! They’re using the song for clout and to get Swifties in the door to look for the London Boy (and yell at him, I’m sure).

Do I think the song could have elements of Joe? Sure. He probably did share his location with her and she maybe did get upset seeing him move on with his life and be at a pub. But she also seemed to move on quickly from Joe and while we may think it sounds lovely for her to be wistful for him, I just don’t think that was the case. There are more elements of Matty in the song and I can’t forget the day where she just happened to be out in the East Village in NYC when he was too - blocks away! So we don’t know she didn’t have his location too. Maybe that’s something her boyfriends need to do with her anxious attachment style.

ok i didn’t know how for away it was from him, this is all ridiculous then lol. yeah definitely just clout chasing, and the blonde part was obviously purposefully vague.

i did initially think it was more about matty.

even before the album came out i saw people on tiktok saying it’s weird if their partner refuses to share their location and they like knowing where they are at all times. which i found very odd. i feel like through conversation you would know where your partner is anyways..

[merrock]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

face claim: Grant Gustin

full name: Oliver Elton Newman

nickname(s) / goes by: Ollie

pronouns & gender: cis man he/him

sexuality: pansexual

birth date: February 1, 1990

birth place: Merrock, Maine

arrival to merrock: born and raised in Merrock, left at 17 and moved back September 2023.

housing:  Historical Downtown

occupation: Software Engineer

work place: Work From Home

family: member of the Newman Family

relationship status: Single

PERSONALITY

Oliver would describe himself as dull, dumb, and dilapidated. Much of his life was spent to himself and he has struggled often with making connections with people as he can be quite quiet and reserved at times. PC’s, gaming consoles, and any electronic that Oliver could get his hands on were what he liked to spent time with versus talking to people, so “socially awkward” would be a phrase used for Oliver quite frequently. Large crowds can be quite overwhelming for his meek fellow; however, he’s been working on getting out of his shell to create more connections. Honestly, Oliver prefers company over a good game of DnD (where he can pretend to be someone else) or over a mic on a game where no one can see his face. Oliver likes planning things to the very last detail, to the point where his days are normally outline by the hour so he doesn’t waste time on things that are unnecessary (ex: Oliver pencils in about 45 minutes to be at the bar – it’s enough for a few drinks and he could chat with a few people and then it gives him about 15 minutes to get home and do what he wants to do).

WRITTEN BY: Rin (she/her), cst.

BACKGROUND / BIO

triggering / sensitive content: death, parental death

The Newman family has always been big on quite a few things in life – blueberries, love and togetherness always seemed to be at the forefront for the family. It has always been something that Oliver consistently struggled with. Oliver has always been different than the rest of the family, or so her perceives himself to be, and would constantly classify himself as the black sheep, the adopted one or the one that just couldn’t quite fit in.  As a child, Oliver was always tucked into the corner with his head in a book, a notebook, or some sort of electronic. The boy had never had an affinity sports the way his brothers did and could never quite get into the spirit of celebrating the wins or mourning the losses as the concept was just lost on him.

Oliver excelled in school so much so that Oliver skipped a grade, graduated early, and found himself as far away from family as he could possibly be – San Diego, California. UCSD, majoring in computer science with the prospect of being a software engineer. See, Oliver had always been one to have a plan for everything – he had known that he wanted to go to a west coast school away from Maine, away from the Newmans, away from the damn blueberries. Oliver had made a ten-year plan for himself when he was 15 as a plan to get way from the life of a farm, a life of togetherness, a life that was so much work to keep up with.

And it worked. The years that Oliver spent at UCSD were some of the best years of his life as Oliver did what he wanted, whenever he pleased, without worrying about how he came off or how different he was from the people around him. Oliver was different, but so were the other 3 guys in his dorm room. And the 300 students in his lecture hall. And the people he passed by in the library. They were all different and it was refreshing compared to what “home” was in Merrock. That wasn’t home. That was a temporary state of being.

After graduating UCSD, Oliver found himself employed quite quickly to work with the military base in San Diego. Oliver liked this new version of his life. He spent hours of his life working in front of a computer, seeing the output of his programming that streamlined operations on the naval base, and feeling an immense pride in all that he did. Except something was missing – something, always, no matter what it was, something was always missing. Sometimes, Oliver thought he was missing the family that he would watch the sidelines, from the corner of the room. He thought he was missing his mother who used to brush his messy hair and hum melodies to soothe him. Oliver knew that he missed his family but felt like he had let those connections dwindle and wither. He was never quite sure how to fix it.

It didn’t matter because life went on. It didn’t matter that Oliver thought something was missing or that Oliver had missed the people that were part of his younger life. Life kept going. Oliver kept working and the life that he once knew filled with family was a mere distant memory. His siblings and father would check in every now and then, probably to make sure he was alive, but Oliver always kept the conversations short, sweet, and without very much information as to how his life was really going. Which was weird for him because every part of him wanted to tell them everything, but just couldn’t.

And then his father got sick when Oliver was in his late 20’s. Every fiber of Oliver’s being knew that he should have booked a plane when they all found out he was sick – book a plane, be with family, support his father. Jason was everything you could ever want in a parent – kind, caring, loving… understanding. Understanding of Oliver when Oliver told him that he wanted to go to college in California. Understanding of Oliver when he decided to stay in San Diego. Understanding of Oliver when family get togethers were “too much” and “too hard” on Oliver because of Oliver’s work schedule. Jason and Oliver didn’t talk much about the nitty gritty details of life, but there was always an unspoken understanding between them.

Oliver was scared, petrified even, and could not bring himself to go back to Merrock to support his father or family during the significant time. Instead, Oliver lost himself. Work had always been something he loved and cherished and it was nothing more than a chore for him now. What was the point of creating these operating systems if he couldn’t even operate himself to do the courageous thing and get on a damn plane to be with his family? And when Oliver got the news that his father had passed, well, he lost it. Completely lost himself and didn’t know what to do. Oliver couldn’t even bring himself to go to the funeral of his father, couldn’t face his family, couldn’t do any of it. And so, Oliver wallowed. He wallowed for what felt like decade but was an entire year after his father’s death and then decided that he needed to do something different. He was 30 now, after all, and being on cruise control wasn’t going to change anything in his life.

The process started with Oliver putting himself in situations he normally would have stayed far away from; he went on dating apps, went out to bars, talked with a therapist and created a network of friends. Not just coworkers or acquaintances as he did before, but friends. People he confided in, built relationships with. It was because of these people that Oliver found himself packing up everything he owned, throwing it onto a moving pod, and making his way back to his hometown… without telling his siblings.

Currently, Oliver has a townhome in the historical district of Merrock and is attempting to navigate how to repair the relationships he feels he lost. 

[wormeatworm]

3-8-23

Work is so awkward and tense and painful atm, two of our coworkers are fighting and one is this beautiful amazing woman whomst I love, and the other is just being so unbelievably abusive to her and I feel so horrible :(( I hate that I’m not allowed to talk to anyone about it and they’re not allowed to either :(

I had to take my septum piercing out because I had to get an MRI for my silly dizzy brain, so now I’m wearing a clear acrylic ring and it’s so dumb🤬 how can anyone know I’m super queer if they can’t see my septum??? It’s barely there like I’m trying to hide it😭 and I can’t put my OG ring in because we uhhhh, destroyed it,,, trying to get it out😅 I have -$22 in my bank account because I had to pay $460 to find out that my cat has no liver or kidney problems (which is amazing, but like,,,, $500 to find that out is very painful😅). I was finally ahead on finances and now I’m back behind🥲 I’m so tired I feel like there’s nothing left. I don’t know how I’m meant to get ahead when there’s ALWAYS something. And I have to buy special food for her now that’s like $80, which I’m so happy she’s getting that fiber and will hopefully feel better, but jfc I don’t have another $80 a month to spend on her, we already pay like $45 a month for her meds, which means my baby costs at LEAST $120 a month before any litter or anything🥲 I love her so endlessly and I’d do anything for her, it’s just,,, overwhelming because money is a huge trigger for my depression and anxiety.

I finally confronted Kell about being assaulted and no one believing me or caring, and I haven’t read her message yet, I think she was nice about stuff, I’m just so anxious about it. I hate hurting people and I hate being mean and I don’t think it was mean or uncalled for, I just wish things had gone differently in the first place so I wouldn’t have to create conflict :/ (I know it’s not creating conflict, HE created the conflict by assaulting me and that’s not my fault)

My therapist pushed me to do it and I scheduled my text for today, and sent it at like 9:30am because I got so anxious that I just had to do it. I’m really glad I did, I’m just still very anxious about it. Once again very grateful I carry my Ativan around with me just in case.

I have been meditating today at work to raise my vibes as high as I possibly can to combat the shit vibes at work today. After work will be so good though and we will make it a good day,

Anyways I haven’t been around for far too long and I need to start keeping better record of my life. It’s so much better than it ever has been but I feel that I’m always complaining. Problems continue but they seem to get smaller as I grow as a person. A year ago even a small problem would be taller than a tree but now I feel like they’d be a stick to me. I know now how to gingerly hold a conflict and breathe life back into the tension so it can be resolved. I prefer talking to avoiding now, and feel a lot of cognitive dissonance from not addressing conflict quickly. I feel like that’s really really good and I’m so grateful to have made so much progress. Even being tense all the time, I check in with my body constantly (like once every five minutes on average, yes I did the math) so I will un-tense pretty frequently and I feel that it’s been really helpful to managing my emotions, because my body isn’t feeling like it’s going to explode constantly. The other day in therapy, I did a 7-month progress report and I am??? So proud of my results? They are almost ALL significantly better and I’m deadass gonna post it in this thread. (Self esteem, 10 is terrible and 0 is great)

We also know where we’re probably going to get married, I have a good idea of what I want to look like, and I’m just, life is good and things work out, especially when you’re trying so, so hard.

Anyways I love you, future Worm, I see you trying and it’s paying off I promise

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