#or tryin ta be

[romanreignsbae]

My little bookworm - J.U

thanks for the request boo! 💗

Readers POV:

It was a lazy Thursday morning in May, and I was lost in my favorite activity - reading. I was lying on my stomach in bed, my face buried in a book, completely oblivious to my surroundings. The soft cotton of Josh's old t-shirt that I was wearing brushed against my skin as I turned the pages, absorbed in the story.

Suddenly, I felt the mattress dip as Josh joined me, his strong body settling on top of mine. I felt his warm breath on my ear as he nuzzled my neck, his black hair falling forward, tickling my skin. "Hey bookworm," he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.

I smiled, my body starting to respond to his attention, but I was determined to finish this chapter. "Hey yourself," I replied, my voice a little breathless as I tried to focus on the words in front of me.

Undeterred, Josh began to kiss and nip at my neck, knowing how sensitive I was there. His beard scraped against my skin, sending little sparks of pleasure through me. I gasped, my book forgotten as he sucked on that sweet spot just below my ear.

His hands started to wander, sliding up my sides, underneath the t-shirt I was wearing. I felt his calloused fingertips grazing the bare skin of my hips, making me arch my back slightly, pressing my ass against his hardening dick.

Josh chuckled, his warm breath now on my shoulder as he kissed along my collarbone. "That book must be really good if it's holding your attention when I'm doing this," he teased, grinding his hips gently against mine so I could feel his growing erection.

"Mmm, it is," I murmured, my eyes finally tearing themselves away from the pages. I turned my head to look at him, seeing the desire burning in his brown eyes. "But I think I might have found something even better."

I placed the book aside, finally giving him my undivided attention. Josh smiled, a sexy, cocky grin, and pulled the t-shirt up over my head, leaving me bare from the waist up. I loved how his eyes darkened with desire as he looked at my naked breasts, his gaze burning into my skin.

His hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my already hard nipples. I moaned, my back arching, offering myself to him. He leaned down, taking one tight bud into his mouth, sucking gently as he teased it with his tongue.

I threaded my fingers through his hair, holding him to me as a moan escaped my lips. "Josh, oh god," I breathed, feeling my body getting hotter and my pussy getting wetter with every touch.

He switched his attention to my other breast, lavishing it with the same attention, his beard tickling my sensitive skin. His hands moved down my body, his fingers skating over my ribs, making me squirm with anticipation.

Then, his fingers found the waistband of my panties, and with slow, deliberate movements, he peeled them down my legs, over my feet, and off. I lifted my hips to help him, now completely naked and exposed to his hungry gaze.

Josh's eyes devoured me, making me feel desired and wanted as he took in my naked body. His big hand reached between my legs, one finger tracing my slit, collecting my wetness. I was so turned on, my pussy was soaked, and I moaned as his finger teased my clit, making little circles that had me squirming.

"Josh, please," I begged, my hips bucking up, seeking more contact.

"Please what, baby?" He teased, his finger still circling my clit, making me desperate.

"Fuck me, please. I need you now," I pleaded, my body on fire, my pussy clenching with need.

With a growl, Josh finally gave me what I wanted. He positioned his hard dick at my entrance, and in one smooth thrust, he slid inside me, filling me up. I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head at the sensation of him stretching me, claiming me as his own.

He paused for a moment, giving me a chance to adjust to his size, before beginning to move. His hips thrust slowly at first, setting a steady, deep rhythm that had me moaning and my nails digging into his shoulders.

"You feel so good, baby," he groaned, his eyes clenched shut as he moved in and out of me, his cock sliding in deep. "So fucking tight and wet."

I met his thrusts, my hips moving in time with his, our bodies creating a sexy, slick rhythm. "Harder, Josh," I begged, wanting more. "Fuck me harder."

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more powerful, his hips slapping against my ass as he drove into me, faster and harder. The bed creaked beneath us, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room, along with our moans and gasps.

I felt my orgasm building, a coil of pleasure tightening in my belly. "Josh, I'm gonna cum," I gasped, my fingers finding my clit as I rubbed little circles, sending me over the edge.

"Cum for me, baby," he urged, his own voice strained as he pounded into me. "Let me feel you cum on my cock."

I did as he said, my pussy clenching around him as my orgasm washed over me. I cried out, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure racked me. Josh followed soon after, his own release hitting me deep as he filled me with his hot cum.

We lay entangled for a while, our hearts pounding and our breathing ragged. Josh nuzzled my neck, placing soft kisses there as he played with my hair. "Best way to get your attention, huh?" he teased.

I smiled, feeling satisfied and loved. "Definitely," I agreed, turning my head to kiss him softly. "Anytime you want to distract me like that, I won't complain."

[nyxronomicon]

Boothill calling you darlin'... that's it. that's the post

[lxvvie]

*No one, Not a single soul*

*Reader, seeing Ghost and/or König for the first time in all of their Big Boy glory*

Reader, filled with the stubborn determination and the unbreakability of the human will: Before me was Mt. Everest, and I was determined to climb it~”

National Geographic Presents: Big Boy Joy: Reaching the Peak.

Narrated by: John MacTavish lmao.

[spaciebabie]

getting my hands crunched in the springlocks (funky style)

my ultimate fantasy

[aj-artjunkyard]

I love the ‘RK androids are siblings’ side of the D:BH fandom but Connor is always too perfect. He and Connor-60 need to be at each others throats constantly for it to be believable.

60 is mum’s smug favourite and will lord it over Connor for the rest of his life. Connor is the family disappointment who thinks 60 is blind and stupid and will forever remind him who won at Cyberlife Tower.

Both are mild-mannered towards everyone else but have a special talent for getting under each other’s skin so keep them in a room together for too long and they’re rolling on the floor punching and kicking and biting and spitting and cussing and Hank is signing them up for wrestling classes so they can be someone else’s problem once a week

[asuyaka]

i wanna change my entire theme entirely,, maybe make it feitan or denji themed m'dunno

maybe rei suwa themed he's s'cool n'pretty n'hes literally me!!

[bellbones1207]

*shyly kicks feet* hi hello I have made fanart for @onippep as I love Red and Oni, ehehe- this was gonna be a hug at first but it kinda turned into Oni holding Red lol

Sketch version under the cut bc I kinda like it :3

[descendantofthesparrow]

fuuuuuuuuck tooth aches

[cthonicascendant]

hovv i knovv im gettin older

one a the pre5ent5 i am mo5t excited about i5 a vvater bottle

[ghostthecryptid]

The idea that Scout managed to dye Spys suit pink/some outrageous color and got everyone else on bored because there was nothing better to do racks my brain constantly

[lobobobobo]

words AINT weapons

[romanreignsbae]

I’ll help you - R.R

Me and my boyfriend Joe of 2 years now have always supported eachother no matter the circumstances. More recently Joe's schedule has been hectic as ever, because football season has started and he has a minor problem consuming him.

Since he came into college on a full ride scholarship for football this doesn't mean grades don't matter. He's an student athlete so his grades are always took into consideration before football.

Me and him have basically have all our classes together. In one class specifically, he's been struggling and is on the verge of failing, if his grade goes any lower, he will be taken off the football team until it goes back up and he can't have that.

We have a test in 2 days that's worth enough to bring his mark back up, so here I am in our dorm room trying to help him study.

I'm explaining the question thoroughly to make sure he understands. "So, Joe do you get it?" I ask him. I get no response so I look up at him seeing he's staring at me in awe. He then keeps eye contact while pushing my hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. I blush profusely.

"Your so gorgeous baby, you know that" he talks in low voice while questioning me. But no- I can't fall for this right now.

"No Joe don't try to sweet talk your way outta this, you gotta get your grade up otherwise you won't be able to play" I remind him. He groans loudly before throwing his head back clearly annoyed.

I don't blame him because this is a pretty hard class, even for me. "C'mon Joe-" I get cut off with lips being smashed onto mines.

I try to pull away but he only deepens the kiss. I decide to let him get everything outta him, before I lecture him a little. He pulls away smiling at me with a proud look on his face. He reaches out and runs his finger over my now bruised bottom lip.

"Joe now seriously let's do a few more questions…then we can lay down and take a nap together" I try to compromise.

"Alright fine" he replies. What takes about 30 minutes we get through about 4 questions and I can see Joe's kinda starting to get the hang of it.

"Can we finally lay down?!” he pleads me in a whiny voice.

I nod my head and leads me to our bed. I lay down on my back and he crawls on top of me, laying his head on my chest. I start running my hands through his hair and within a few minutes I hear light snores. Before I know it I feel myself falling into a deep sleep too.

I wake up the next morning and get ready for my first class. I always wake up earlier then Joe because I like a fresh start to my day. I usually wake Joe up around 15 minutes before we leave cause he barely takes any time to get ready.

We get through all our classes and before we know it, it's break. Me and Joe hold hands walking through the courtyard. Usually during break we just sit under a tree and chill. I read occasionally if he wants to throw a football around with his friends. But it's rare cause he claims he would rather spend his time with me.

We place ourselves down under the big tree that gives a shadow to block the sun. I open my book bag and pull out the text books we need for him to study.

"Babyyyy nooo, not during break" he whines. I try not to giggle at his tone.

"Yes Joe, you have a practice that runs late tonight, when you get home your not gonna wanna study and the test is tomorrow, so you need to study" I explain.

He surprisingly complies and nods while he leans his head onto my shoulder.

"Ok so I'm gonna give you a few practice questions, and if you need help wait until the end, I want you to try these yourself at first" I announce.

I grab my notebook and write out a few questions. I hand the book over to him and I see him writing. A few minutes later he hands me back the notebook.

He had a confident look on his face and I hate to burst his bubble but these were all wrong. "Joe sweetie, these are wrong, but you got all the steps right, your just rushing the end" I exclaim.

He's truly so smart he just needs to try harder, and if he did I'm confident he would be doing phenomenal in all his classes.

"I know, I just don't have any motivation for this type stuff" he tells me. He leans forward and tries to give me a kiss. I back away and he groans.

"Y/n baby, please let me kiss you" he begs. A idea then pops into my head.

"Okay Joe, how bout every question you get right, you get a kiss, but… don't rush otherwise you won't get one" I compromise to him.

His eyes light up. He shoots up and sits up straight. "Yeah yeah lets do that, gimme some questions" he says almost excitedly. I laugh at his excitement.

I hand him the notebook and this time he takes about 20 minutes, I calmly read waiting for him.

I look over the answers and squeal. "Yes Joe! These are all right! I'm so proud of you, your gonna do great on the test" I exclaim.

He smiles at me proudly "that's because I have the best tutor" he tells me. He then quickly pulls me by my sweater and smashes his lips onto mine. We share a mini makeout session, until I feel my head throbbing in pain.

I quickly pull away and keep my eyes shut, the pain is so bad. "Hey! What the fuck man! Why the fuck would you do that" I hear Joe yelling.

I open my eyes and see that a football is right beside me. Great. I've had a football thrown at my head.

"Owww" I whine out while trying to contain myself from crying.

Joe collects all my books and puts them into my bag, he then picks me up and I nuzzle my face into his neck, his cologne calming and distracting me from the pain.

When he stops walking I open my eyes to see we are in the nurses office. Joe explains what happend to me to the nurse.

She quickly tests me out. "Ok well, it's not a concussion, but I suggest you rest now, stay home from school tomorrow and go back if you feel right" she tells me.

I thank her and we leave, while we walk to our dorm room, Joe's shit talking the guy who through the football at me, and about how he's gonna beat him up during practice.

When we get back Joe lays me down on our bed and gets a ice pack placing it on my head.

"I'm gonna stay here, instead of go to practice today" he lets me know.

I feel guilt wash over me. "No no, go Joe I'll be alright" I try to convince him. He doesn't budge at all though and pulls me onto his chest.

The rest of the night we spend cuddled up in our bed watching movies and order takeout.

The next morning I wake up before Joe per usual and decided I don't feel good enough to go to school. I wake up Joe and inform him he needs to get ready, but I'll be staying here.

He offers to stay with me, but I protest since he has that test today.

"Your gonna do great baby, just remember take your time and double check your answers." I tell him.

When it's time for him to go he kisses me softly before asking if I need anything before he leaves, which i refuse to.

I spend my day reading a book I've needed to get to, I took the opportunity since I had nothing better to do.

I look at the time and see Joe should be back any minute. While I'm finishing the book I hear the door slam open. I turn to my side to see Joe with a massive smile on his face.

"Baby, baby! Look what I got on the test" he practically yells. He walks over to me and sticks his hand out. I take the paper from him to see '93%' bolded in red in the corner of the page.

"Joe, you did it! I knew you could do it! I'm so proud of you!" I tell him excitedly.

The rest of the night is a calm night, I decide I need some fresh air so I sit on the bleachers reading during Joe's practice. And we spend our night embraced in each other's arms.

[pieflavoredartz]

slowly learnin that i can techically learn whatever i wish n nothin is holdin me back from doin so but me rrly.. huh

[gggafie]

Announcing that I am trying to realive my @entity-blog

[spaciebabie]

i seriously cannot believe you made me simp for springtrap again. i genuinely cannot understand how i’ve been sitting and contemplating for the past couple of days

SIMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YODALAHAAAAAAAAAAA HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BEEF BEEF BEEF BEEF BEEF

[rosetintedgunman]

Wilford and mun, I'm coming to ask if there are any muns you worry about or dislike. I think it's healthy to worry about or not like people but I've been told otherwise

Mun kept takin' th' phone off me while I tried ta answer so I hadta wait until we got home >:{(

Er, hang on a sec. Who's tellin' ya yer not allowed ta like people? That's a crock of horseshit if I've ever heard it! If folks are tellin' ya that everyone has ta like everyone, then they're lyin'. Straight up.

But ya might say that it's not somethin' ya hear 'bout an' that's more 'cause of manners. We all know how well T.umblr C.allouts works, an' all th' OOC petty dramas that can crop up. I know I have a few folks who've been 'round th' Ego Executive Table that I don't like, but I'm not here blowin' a trumpet 'bout it! Th' good Doc has told me that ya can't shoot things I don't like. Might've said that bit already actually. Point is! Not likin' someone is fine. It's okay if somethin' 'bout a person rubs ya th' wrong way.

Sometimes, ya just gotta accept ya can't be friends with everyone. Pretty sure me in th' past life found that out th' hard way, actually.

As fer bein' worried 'bout someone? I asked th' mun an' th' good mayor, who're way better at people things than me, an' she said ta letcha know that it's okay ta worry 'bout people too.

(But in moderation, she added.)

Which I get! If ya worry too much 'bout other people, ya start stressin' yerself out. What if this happens? If I don't do X, am I a bad friend? There's a lotta maybes an' what-ifs. Oh! An' then there was mention 'bout spoons. Ya gotta know what ya can take on. It's all well an' good tryin' ta be a supportive buddy ta someone - I mean, I am the resident on-dash bartender. Wink ;}) - but ya gotta know when ya need ta step back, if that makes sense. It's only 'healthy' (usin' yer own word there) if it's within yer means. If it's makin' ya more stressed or antsy, then it's not healthy anymore.

Is this makin' sense? I'm still gettin' used ta bein' an advice giver. I think I used ta be a lot better at this in th' past life. But I don't wanna be an asshole. Boo!

I haven't forgetten yer question. An' th' answer is 'yes'.

Yes, there are muns we're worried 'bout, but that's 'cause we're both hopin' they're keeping well an' takin' care of themselves durin' real stressful times.

Yes, there have been muns that have been dicks ta my mun over th' years, but ties have been cut. An' no one died! Well done me.

Oh, an' one last thing before I forget.

Y'know how I said that it's okay ta not like someone? That includes those who might be 'popular'. There's some folks that'll just naturally give ya th' heebie jeebies. Listen ta it an' keep yer distance. Yer not 'wrong' fer not followin' th' crowd, okay?