#that's MY babydoll

[hoofpeet]

Revamping the lamb design a little

[bittsandpieces]

realized I never posted this one on here... silly of me

[sparklejumpropeheaven]

pony bubble bath ⋆˚♡🎠

[deklo]

😭 hehe

@detectivebambam 🫶

[asstheticbabydolly]

My titties seem to be missing your hands!! Can we remedy that?

No paywalls or pay per view ever!

[bandi-fundi]

Get REAL

[b1mbodoll]

im sO looking forward to seeing you write again!! something thats been stuck in my head lately is shotgunning w nicholas 🫠🫠 the thought of a friendly little smoking session turning into a heated make out is making me SICK 😵‍💫😵‍💫 need to hump his thigh until im crying out of frustration tbh 🫣🫣 no bc putting into words how badly i want this man would create a new sin in the bible ngl

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pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader

warnings: drugs + dryhumping + dacryphilia

💌: ur brain is so yum, i’m sick!!! i love the thought of mean dom nicho so much 😞

okay but smoking for the first time with nicholas 😵‍💫 you’re a little clueless ‘nd coughs wrack your body, feeling embarrassed by how intently he’s watching you and shrinking under his gaze. but he’s not to be mean, it’s because he’s mesmerized by the sight of your lips wrapped around the blunt and how pretty you look, eyes glossy and a dopey little smile on your face as the weed affects you. and yeah, he feels a little bad so he decides to help you out, definitely for your benefit and absolutely not because he wants to kiss you.

“c’mere, pretty girl,” he says, seating you on his lap, placing a knee between your thighs. “let me help you.”

nicho takes the blunt from you, ashing it before taking a hit and placing a hand on your cheek, tapping your bottom lip with his thumb as a sign to get you to open up for him. “be a good girl ‘n make sure to inhale for me sweetheart.” he states, voice low and raspy.

he takes a hit and your eyes widen as his face comes impossibly close, blowing the smoke into your open mouth while you do your best to inhale, squeezing his shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself.

he does it a couple more times, taking pleasure in how flustered you look and the needier you get, biting back a smirk when you subconsciously grind back and forth on his thigh, quiet moans like music to his ears when his jeans catch your clit just right.

you’re so gone n so needy, you can’t stop tears from welling up in your eyes, peering up at nicholas through wet lashes with a sweet little pout adorning your face. he wants to help you out but he’s enjoying the show, flexing his thigh at times just to hear you gasp n moan, so close to reaching your orgasm but ‘s just not enough, unwillingly edging yourself the more you rut against him.

[kitty-inchains]

i just wanna be your sweetheart ♡

[mxrtified777]

this character stylizing study whatever was sponsored by my ryou playlist 👍

[sparklejumpropeheaven]

another agere collage! 🍼

[zal-cryptid]

Why is Hensley the rattle at toy island

Let me check my notes...

...encouraging unsafe snake handling and telling folks to reject medical treatment.

[wroteclassicaly]

Love me some thotty blurbs. How about...heat?

xoxo @munson-blurbs

Warnings: Language, tension, sweaty Eddie, NSFW, and smut!

A/N: This was more than two paragraphs — oops? 🤭

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Heat.

Many different meanings; textbook, temperature, animalistic, expressions, and scientific. But it’s the one word you’ve highlighted in your mental and verbal vocabularies upon becoming involved with Eddie Munson. The way he speaks with such passion during a campaign, how his mouth caresses the microphone, the depth of his voice echoing through when he’s on stage, chocolate eyes smoldering until they practically melt into engaged, blown pupils, jutted knee propped to help rest his enchanting instrument, his hands wrapped around the stand, fingers tapping to the beat. The heat of his elements.

As for your own? Watching him, working him over like he’s your dinner, your prey. How he bends into the hood of your shitty car in a cutoff top, hair pulled up by your claw clip, sweat soaking the pits and entire back of his shirt, tight ripped jeans shorts and bare feet, chain clinging to the front when he turns around, inked forearm swiping as his slick face. Uncaring, uninhibited. He slides his camels and zippo combo from his back pocket, nosing the cellophane, pinching a filter beneath his teeth, pulling it out, tossing the pack onto a nearby lawn chair he’d been nursing a beer in during breaks in this smolder summer heat, and he cups his precious nicotine, lighting it a blaze.

It’s when he blows it out, that narrowing his between his teeth, a twitch of his jaw, that you’re demanding, increasing your steps down the gravel drive.

“Put it out. Now. I need you.”

He nearly coughs on the smoke, before recovering with a smirk. But he’s catching on, quick. And even through that slight body odor emanating, he’s following your collar twisting lead around the side of his Uncle’s trailer. Because heat is helping Eddie cage you in, one hand above you on the cheap siding of his home, heat is tangling your limbs together in slippery, sliding, slopes, heat is helping him work his shorts, his boxers, your own pants and panties down — and heat is letting him fuck his entire day’s work stress deep into you, all while looking at each other with smirks of delicious bravado.

[asstheticbabydolly]

Birthday girl titties!

$4 birthday sale

[t3ddysramblings]

recent bat rogues

[sainte-melasse]

Transparent edits of illustrations by Hoshimi for Baby the Stars Shine Bright 

[augustjustice]

Marmalade (2024)

"Take care, now."