#kylee speaks

[kyleemclauren]

Ok, Kylee positivity time. I’m wanting to not be filling my dash with the amount of raw fury I feel towards politics right now, and I’m considering a few options.

My current top thought is not to reblog anything political I'm not willing to write a comment on. This will result in more exciting Kylee words on your screen, but be careful! I'm totally insane.

Second option would be just reblog less. Genuinely, not sure I would be able to do this. Tumblr pulls me front like nothing else, I’m gonna reblog something. I can try though.

Third option is that you love my flood of politics posting, and don't think I need to be more positive at all. Thank you, and I love you too, but you’re wrong. I definitely need to be more positive. You are always welcome to tell me I’m perfect, though.

[thunderskiies]

Am I the only one not impressed with the horse pack? I feel like the gameplay they offer is lacking, everything is rabbit holes. EA managed to make the world pretty, good for them. But I’m honestly seeing a mediocre expansion pack that doesn’t expand much on gameplay itself, smacked behind a 60$ pricetag. Only good thing is the goats and that could’ve came out with cottage living.

[prlssprfctn]

Jason Todd arrives to the Gotham after being brought back alive for the first time, and while building up his career as Red Hood, visits Harvey Dent in the Arkham. They talk in a surprising peace, discuss this and this, and Jason even shares some of his insane ass lore, because, honestly, who is going to believe Harvey Dent?

And no one doesn't.

But there is a problem. The next time Bruce Wayne visits Harvey, Harvey randomly drops a bomb on him by saying that he is so, so glad that their Jaylad is back, and he grew up so much, looks so much like Bruce now! He even tries to assure him that, you see, yeah, Jason was dead, but he crawled out of his grave, and then, the Lazarus Pit fixed him!

Bruce thinks Harvey finally had reached the end of his line. Like, low-key, the last stage of insanity.

Harvey: God, he is still so well-mannered. I feel so pleased that he came to visit old me first, though. I always thought I was his favourite over you.

Bruce, laughing awkwardly, while asking the medics to add some new medicine to Harvey: Ahaha, yeah, that sounds like our Jaylad.

Harvey: Super happy for him, seriously. I mean, look at him, getting himself a new career as a Red Hood. That's our son. Feel a little bit bitter that he is into Al Ghuls family now, but that's fine.

Bruce, frowning, because Harvey isn't supposed to know about Al Ghuls and their connection to Lazarus Pit or about Red Hood: Uh, had J-Jason said something else to you?

Harvey: Oh, damn, we spoke for the whole night. He was pissed at you, though. Like, for the Tim guy, whoever he is.

Bruce, turning to the doctors: ...Maybe, uh, give me the same pills you gave him. I feel like I need it, too.

[softh0neycomb]

TF141 but make it a porn studio.

Price: was the star in his 20’s, now he mainly runs the studio, doesn’t do many videos anymore but is still the one filming all the ‘casting couch’ scenes, is the public ‘face’ of the studio and has built a rep of being one of the best in the biz when it comes to keeping their actors happy and on payroll.

Ghost: his style is classic BDSM, videos more focused on him edging pretty things out of their minds. That was before booktok, now he’s fully looming on camera, mafia boss, fae prince. He’s done them all. The mask stays on.

Soap: all those horrendous cringe style videos, can’t afford your rent/plumber/pizza. He’s your guy, will do anything for a laugh, very much enjoys the “help I’m stuck” porn trope, will give you a list of things his co-stars have been ‘stuck’ in.

Kyle: his videos look romantic, at first, until you realise his pretty words are making his scene partners submit, ties them up with his words and that soft tone of voice. Don’t you want to be good for him?

Laswell: does it for the ladies and the ladies only, all of her scenes are about give and take, blissed out faces on the actors she shoots with, no fake moans for the camera here.

[acetypeface]

Being a DC fan is so embarrassing sometimes because you'll be like ah yes this is my favorite character, his name is Bart. Like?? And this guy, his name is Kyle. Can't forget my good man Dick.

[potatoes-tomatoes]

Meme doodle I just had to draw

[sxu11zz]

whatever,, go my 141

yes this was self indulgent for me in some way IDK ANYMORE.

[violentdeliiights]

propaganda i WILL be falling for:

- simon riley has piercings (nose, eyebrow, lip, nipple, dick, ears- everything gets covered so no one can tell him to take them out) and gets them between deployments when they’ll have time to heal (he just also gets really fucking bored and thinks why the hell not)

- johnny has the best arse out of the group, i’m talking like steve rogers level, that’s scotland’s arse right there

- kyle is the friend with the weirdest fucking pets, sure he’s had dogs and cats in the past, but he prefers obscure fish and reptiles that are a pain to look after so during deployments you have to tend to them, growing a strange bond with a hedgehog and unspoken yet palpable beef with the giant land snail

- john has some embarrassing hidden tattoos that he hates but feels far too sentimental over to have lasered, yes he’s been in the military since he left school, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t have fun as a teenager

[kyleemclauren]

It's an unusual pairing, but one of Ari Aster's early short films ("The Strange Thing About the Johnsons") is almost about this. It lacks the omnipotent child, but it is noncon father-son incest led by the son.

Do you post your self indulgent kink fics anywhere?

genuinely it's so niche that i don't think there'd be any point.

[kyleemclauren]

I just wanna say thank you to everyone who posts pics of their genitals online, especially on Tumblr. Y'all make my day better.

[thunderskiies]

Sorry everyone for no posts. I finally got a job, and my hours are hectic atm. I probably won’t be posting anything until I get use to the swing of things. Xx

[bunny-jpeg]

how can i take your order? all you have to do is pick a dessert, drink and driver/character of your choosing! are you in the mood for a mille-feuille or a big slice of chocolate cake! please, please, please indicate who you want me to write about!!

the servers are from the following: formula one, call of duty, baldur's gate 3, haikyuu, one piece, jujustu kaisen, detective comics (dc), marvel comics (but i am open to any other fandoms you might have in mind! please do not hesitate to ask!!)

i do also accept polyam relationships! (pairing + reader), up to about four people! just to make it manageable on my end!

all orders can be made to the inbox for @bunny-jpeg and i'll get your order together asap! also let me know if you want it extra sweet or a little more spicy !

mille-feuille: “that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”

butter tart: "let's ruin ourselves for anyone else."

sugar pie: “gonna let daddy hear ya?”

zebra cake: "well, what do we have here?"

carrot cake: "swallow it. all of it."

millionaire shortcake: "if they saw you now, you'd be the biggest shame to your family."

pots de crème: "if a picture is worth a thousand words, then i could probably get a million dollars for this photo."

oat flapjacks: "i'm not scared of you."

persian rolls: "it's mandatory i finish. you getting to finish is a treat."

spice pie: "i didn't know it was possible to be a liar and a slut."

mushroom pie: "if you don't shut up. i'm going to shut you up."

lemon slice: "i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making."

swiss roll: "everything you own, everything you wear i paid for. so i guess that means i own you."

pumpkin pie: "i've met strays who were more obedient."

pastry braid: "your job is to make me cum. now get to work."

sausage roll: "i wonder how much i could get for photos of this cunt."

pithivier: "if you don't behave, i'll let the boys take care of you."

tiramisu: “my little slut to ruin.”

sponge toffee: "aw, is someone mad that they can only cum because of me?"

pull-apart bread: "i love you"

powered sugar donuts: "marry me."

blueberry bars: “gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.”

pudding chomeur: "i don't share."

ice cream bars: “did you see the way he was eyeing you? he need to know you're mine."

chocolate cake: "do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day."

soufflé: "i'll be gentle."

fried dough: "i know virginity is a stupid concept... but i want to take yours."

apple pie: "now be good and beg. thank you."

vanilla cheesecake: "where are your manners?"

berry trifle: "wrong. try again."

maple cream pie: "either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck."

s'more: "The accent gets to you, doesn't it?"

belgian waffles: "i cum in that every night."

pancakes: "if you bite me. i'll bite you back."

loaf of whole wheat bread: "you're going to shut that mouth and take me."

jos louis: "does someone need a daddy?"

maple taffy: "oh my god you're stupid."

snowballs: "don't worry, drug tests aren't till next week."

shortbread cookies: "and who does this belong to?"

flan: "i'm not possessive... i'm obsessive."

peach cake: "if you spill a drop, we start all over."

angel food cake: "if he fucks with me again, i'm finishing inside of you."

red velvet cupcake: "if you don't like being called a whore, then stop acting like one."

mince pie: "i'm not jealous."

banana bread: "i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name."

crumb cake: "if you just listened, all of this could've been avoided."

chocolate chip cookies: "you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat"

nanaimo bars: "who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it."

coffee cake: "knees. now."

sourdough bread: "i'm going to breed you."

blueberry muffins: "i don't think it'll fit."

pound cake with strawberries: "you know i hate going over rules, but just because i like seeing you embarrassed, i'll tell you them again."

croissant: "i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me."

crepe: "pretty girl."

french toast: "you're trying to make me jealous!"

churros: "if you don't shut that little mouth of yours, i will stuff it full. okay?"

shortbread squares: "you're just mad that that my cock fits perfectly in you now. must be a blow to the ego that we're a perfect match."

savory pastry: "let your brother find out."

sweet pastry: "i'll make it all better."

eclairs: "the family's precious little girl. under me like a slut."

boston cream pie: "yeah, i'll use protection."

bagel: “gonna paint you with my teeth.”

crostata: “stupid slut, this is what you wanted huh? wanted me to fuck you like i hate you.”

tres leches: "i wonder if your brother know i cum in you."

peanut butter bars: “scratch me, bite me, just mark me sweetheart. show them I’m yours.”

eton mess: "be careful. your breath smells like cum."

scones: "but what if they see us!"

english muffin: "aw, is someone crying?"

honey cruller: "i forget how small you are sometimes."

banana split: "don't look at me like that."

beer brownies: "stick your tongue out anymore and you'll look like a dog."

fudge: "your father is pissing me off."

sticky toffee pudding: "the only way this is ending is you getting pregnant."

hot cross buns: "don't hide your face from me. i'd hate to have to tie you up."

brownies: "you're so much more agreeable when you have something to occupy that mouth of yours."

chocolate mousse: "the only necklace you need is my hand around your throat"

tim bits: "stupid little thing."

fruitcake: "i'll make tonight special."

cornmeal muffin: "i need you most."

devil's food cake: "you're my most unhealthy obsession."

crème caramel: "oh. you thought you were getting away from me?"

banana & chocolate muffins: "i'm only doing this because you need to learn how to behave, rules are rules, and you need to follow them."

custard tart: "i've never done this before."

cinnamon rolls: "no one needs to know."

mango sorbet: "you are by far the dumbest thing i've ever fucked. how did they even let you graduate?"

date squares: "you look better with my marks on you."

figgy duff: "if i buy it, will you stop pouting?"

spicy upside down cake: "let's play a game: don't get caught."

cream puffs: "let me finish inside."

profiteroles: "come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go."

with a side of:

coffee: rivals

tea: semi-public/public sex

juice: cockwarming

mocha coffee: breeding kink

bubble tea: daddy kink

a vodka shot: rough sex

sparkling water: gentle sex

coconut water: alternate universe

energy drink: doggy style

champagne: sugar daddy situation

hard lemonade: possessive behaviour

espresso shot: dirty talking

a glass of wine: cowgirl position

ice capp coffee: werewolf au

bloody mary: vampire au

martini: mafia au

frozen latte: dumbification

frozen lemonade: consensual non-consent

cranberry juice: mean!character

glass of water: aftercare

chocolate milk: tenderness

milkshake: size kink

pina colada: pregnancy

cider: body worship

mai tai: loss of virginity

margarita: unprotected sex

mint julep: punishments

chai: biting/hickies

earl grey: big cock

fishbowl cocktail: protected sex

tonic water: age gap

matcha latte: collars/bondage

root beer: filming/recording

soda: jealousy

americano: oral sex

whisky: degrading language

vitamin water: dom/sub dynamic

irish coffee: high sex

sangria: drunk sex

dark roast coffee: sub!character

dark hot chocolate: sub!reader

iced tea: accidentally launching relationship

lemon water: university/college au

naked & famous: bimbo/ditzy!reader

on the house: author's choice!

ORDER UP!

[sweetestsong]

i think tf141 cuddle pile (either platonic or not) would be wonderful

you’re cuddled up on just one at first, mister johnny soap mactavish himself. ever the touchy one, he begged to nap with you in the rec room. he whined about being tired, the both of you having nothing as far as you knew for the rest of the day but dinner, and he said his back was ‘right killin’ him’ and he thought that if he was able to snuggle with someone it’d make him relax enough to sleep. you asked if it would be better to go in a private room, but he just wiggled his eyebrows and tried to make a snarky comment. of course, the pillow flying at his face at mach speed didn’t allow for him to get it out. after making a pile of spare blankets and stiff throw pillows, johnny even went to his and your rooms to grab your sleeping pillows. you wondered out loud in fear if simon or john would get mad at the mess, but johnny brushed it off with a nonchalant “they’ll get in on it or get over it, lass!” you sighed, and gave in to it as you began to settle in the messy pillow nest he made.

kyle was the first to discover you and johnny. he had been walking by to head to the mess hall for a late lunch, having gotten caught up in the gym doing extra reps with one of his teammates, and stumbled upon the messy collapsed-pillow-fort-looking pile with you two in the center. johnny’s head pressed on your chest with a protective clutch around your waist as he snored, and if you weren’t fast asleep yourself you’d be beating him with a hard pillow for drooling on your uniform. kyle watched for a moment in curiosity before shrugging, deciding to crawl under the blanket with you both. he looked for an open spot for a moment before he settled his head on johnny’s back. the scot barely moved, but mumbled a “hi garrick” in his sleepy tone before returning to his dreamy state.

simon is next, reports on the last mission in hand to be turned in. he was just coming from his room, and had to pass the rec room on the way to the office, and was shocked to see three bodies snoozing on the floor. he was about to shout as soon as he saw the boots sticking out under the blanket, but he noticed the familiar mohawk, and then noticed it was you under johnny and kyle lounged on him. and then he began to grin like a kid finding a candy stash. taking off silently, he raced to grab his own pillows and came back, whispering to wake you up to let him hold you. everyone grumbled for a second at having time readjust, but once you all were back in your familiar postions—with the addition of a warm body under you instead of the cold floor—you were all content.

john had been looking for all of you for an hour by the time he found you, and he was almost ready to fly off the handle because of it. when he rounded the hall with stomping boots, ready to rip you all a new one when he was told what was going on by a shithead newbie, his feet stuttered when he came upon the scene before him. you’d all shifted by then to mold together easier. simon was still under you, but johnny had slid to the side of you two to hold both of you, and kyle had taken to holding you and simon from the other side. john is a tough man, but he doesn’t consider himself a cold one. he noticed the reports simon had failed to turn in, the original mission of his, and he decided with a sigh to quietly take the folders and return them to the office himself. of course, though, he made his journey quick and returned to you all in record time. knowing he’s a furnace of a man, he stayed on top of the blanket as he crawled to replace where johnny once laid.

you stirred awake as the fourth pair of arms surrounded you, and the sight of your captain had your eyes popping wide with fear. “c-captain, i’m so sorry—“ you began to babble, hurrying to sit up, but john’s arms held you down tight. ��lay down lass, s’alright,” he mumbled, his own voice quiet with sleepiness. you hesitantly settled back in, glancing over to see kyle’s eyes cracked and a soft smile on his lips. johnny and simon’s hands rubbed soothing circles on you as john shifted to get more comfortable. you shifted a moment, before finally settling back down once more, soothed.

a moment of silence spread over you all as sleep began to take over again, before you heard john mumble, “‘sides, i know it’s johnny to blame. he’ll run everyone’s laps in the morning.”

“WOT THE FOCK?!” johnny yelled up as he sat straight up to look down at a grinning price. three angry voices hissed a “SHHHHHHHH” at him, and he stared with wide-eyed shock at his traitorous snuggle buddies before he begrudgingly settled back down. you just barely heard him mumble, “dinnae know snugglin’ was insubordination, keep my fockin’ ideas for relaxin’ to meself next time.”

despite john’s threat, cuddle piles became way more frequent between you all and everyone was always welcome to join :)

[ghouljams]

I have brown eyes and hair and was teased within my family for it, it was probably "normal" family teasing but either I'm too sensitive (so I've been told) or it's the fact that none of them knew healthy family dynamics and always hid everything behind sarcasm and teasing and as the youngest who always wore their heart on their sleeve I was a good target ig, so I hated my brown eyes for a good long while, but now I like them.

that being said the thought of Ghost and Gaz just constantly complimenting each others eyes would've made younger me cry tbh. I still sometimes remember the "so full of shit it's reached your eyes" joke at times and cringe a little internally. Having a bombardment of compliments about brown eyes from 2 freaks like Ghost and Gaz? I'd perish methinks

The compliments that would be showered upon you would make anyone perish. Ghost and Gaz are nothing if not sincere in their commitment to a bit, or at least what started as a bit.

Ghost and Gaz are getting like a little too into it actually. Gaz is holding Ghost's face and going "Your eyes remind me of being a kid, carting along my stuffed bear everywhere I went. They're so warm and comforting, same color as his fur." And Ghost responds, "Ya got eyes like a forest, the trunks blurrin' together as ya run, big and imposing but holdin' up the sky. Like I could make a home for myself in 'em." And Gaz narrows his eyes and goes, "When did you get poetic?" And Ghost tells him, "I read books."

And then they make out sloppy style on the couch while Soap asks Price if he thinks his eyes are pretty, and Price calls him the F word.

[potatoes-tomatoes]

Whatever, go my chicken 👐💨🐓

[harpsinfinity]

Dick analysis

Featuring: task force 141

Genre:smut

Notes: I got that dumb dick (that whaaa ?!) 😼 I got a bit excited and put in colours (iykyk)

Price

Not as big but comes in at 6.5 inches long, his cock is cut with 2.7 inches for girth. Would stretch out any hole perfectly 😼

He has a slight curve upwards which would hit that sweet spot easily. Not fully shaved but trimmed, he hasn't got time to shave with his job. He'll keep it trimmed if that's what you want, or he won't so you can see exactly where the thick trail of hair down his stomach leads.

His cum tastes salty sweet, it comes out thick in a cloudy, milky colour (yummers). When he's hard the tip is flushed a light pinkish colour (#FAA0A0), turns a darker shade of angry red after he's fucked you (#f77474)

Ghost

The biggest of all the 141 with 7.2 inches and 2.5 inches, not as girthy as prices but the length gets deeper inside you easier, his is uncut which makes it slightly thicker in girth, either way it still stretches you out painfully good.

His cum tastes surprisingly more sweet and salty, sometimes you can taste a hint of the bourbon he's been drinking if he's had any, probably very thick and stringy. He doesn't shave or trim at all, again because of his job. But if you want he'll trim the hair for you. The tip is a more pale colour of pink (#e3aaaa). Turning a darker pink after after he's fucked you and himself raw (#bd7b7b)

Soap

The smallest out of the 141. He's uncut, 5.6 inches, but he's definitely a grower, 5.9 when he's hard. Even if he's the smallest, the girth makes up for it at 2.9 inches.

it takes a while to get used to it, it stretches you out to nearly your limit. His cum tastes alot more salty than sweet, still just as thick though. Definitely doesn't shave or trim, probably won't even if you ask him to. You can clearly see where his happy trail leads too 😻. The tip is a more of a darkish red colour (#b36b6b) gets darker if he's been hard for a while (#9e4242). Even though he's the smallest, he knows how to make you scream his name

Gaz

The second biggest, second to ghosts. He's cut and at 6.9 inches, 7 when hard. Not as girthy as soap or price but still makes you cum your brains out when he puts it in you.

His cum tastes sweet, comes out goopy, the perfect thing to fill you up. He's has a Jacobs ladder piercing, you can feel it when he's inside, the cool metal and the bumps and it feels even better. His tip flushes a reddish-brown colour (#6b3d3d) and it gets slightly brighter after a while (#8f4d4d)

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