#the amount of skinny bubba

[cannibalcreeps]

Lovely Creeps, how do you think each Hilliker Brother was during their first blow job? Also... maybe this for Bubba too? 🥺 a little gawk gawk 3000 for my boy??

Do you still love me after I answered ya other ask, horny Anon? 🥺 But lets answer this for you UwU I'll do Bubba first for his gawk gawk ------

Bubba blew his load right away, you didn't eve get the chance to go throat deep with his thick cock, though the man didn't have the longest penis out there it still had such a girth that it was almost a bit too much that you were actually more interested at it being put inside your other hole than your mouth. But with how this man was shaking violently from both excitement and nervousness, you didn't think you both were going to reach that just yet. The poor cannibal's heart was pounding like crazy, you could hear his nervous heavy breathing wheezing so loud and see how his knuckles turned white with how they gripped the bed sheets, watching where you kneeled at the floor, stroking him and making him feel loved and adored. He wanted this so badly, sure it took a few days but eventually you were able to get this man alone at an appropriate time and though the moment was enjoyable it was definitely short lived from the second you wrapped you lips around the head of his dick and pressed your tongue against the bottom of the base Bubba came hard and whined loudly. Definitely will have to try again when he's calmed down. Saw-Tooth expects you to give him a blowjob whenever he wants it, your first time doing this to him he's rough and pushy, staring at you with that unexpressive stare that makes you think you're fucking it up. Doesn't help he reeks so bad, he's just a large stinky man and lower you go the more it smells of ass and your expression will show it, though future you will get lucky when he surprisingly takes this into consideration as he finds out the cleaner he is the nicer you are at sticking his dick in your mouth. He enjoys it either way, it's not the first time he's had his prick in someone's body, mouth or other, but he definitely did enjoy what you were doing and showed it through grunts and sighs, closing his eyes and scrunching up his brows when he finally released inside your mouth, gripping your hair tight and smugly demanding you to swallow up his gift for you.

Three-Fingers is very excited that you were going to suck his skinny dick, lucky for you he'd return the favour after but for now he was soaking in the attention and letting your mouth just do wonders to his scrawny pale body, sure he was a stinker too but not as bad as his two larger brothers. Makes a lot of noise, really you think he's putting it on with the noises and if he was it was just cause he thinks you were thinking you were doing an awesome job and really you were. He lasts longer than his brothers, definitely a trooper to take on the pleasure of your tongue and wet mouth for a good amount of time that your jaw was actually starting to get sore. Definitely grips your hair tight when he cums deep in your throat, though he can be a really asshole at times even during sex, he at least is the type of partner to make sure you get just as much love as you give him and he's straight onto giving you the same treatment after you did wonders suck that cock. One-Eye was at first rather shy when you started to place you kisses lower down his body, he was watching you with such a sweet, lovey-dovey look at oh boy did his heart start pounding heavily when you just grabbed him so tightly and began stroking his cock. He had no idea you were just going to just outright put him in your mouth, he'd never experienced this type of pleasure before and it did make him happy that his first time was with you. Sure his brothers had experienced prior you entering their lives, while he had never gotten the chance or simply was to nervous to even try. He was definitely vocal, nothing loud like Three-Fingers but more expressive than Saw-Tooth, grunting and moaning, letting out whines when you sucked and licked so perfectly, he was a bit quicker to burst than when with normal sex though the first time you both did that he was rather quick as well, the pre-game excitement causing his build up the quicken. At least with One-Eye he was a but more caring and was concerned with you taking him all like that but with your experienced with the other two cannibals you took it like a champ.

[one-shot-plus-size]

True Love - Chapter 3

Something I published on my Wattpad account a few years ago, and now I've reworked and am publishing here.

Imagine :

She - a 23 year old girl who loves freedom and a man who will never be hers.

He - a 47 year old actor with a life that is not quite in order.

What happens when he realizes he has the diamond under his nose that he's been looking for all his life.

Pov Olivia

- Why did you take such a strange leave of absence? - Magda leaned out from behind the monitor.

- What do you mean? - I furrowed my eyebrows.

- Thursday is your last day at work, why not from Monday? - She was tapping her pen on the desk.

- Because on Friday I have a flight from Cracow to Chicago at 12:05, where I have to wait until 19:35 to fly to San Diego. There I am at 9:47 p.m., then back to my hotel and in the morning at Comic-Con.

- Well, that's logical - she smiled and returned to her seat.

- Yup - I nodded my head.

Friday 11:00 am

I sat quietly in the waiting room, pulled out my phone and turned on Whatsapp and a new message to Jeffrey. ( Jeffrey Dean Morgan).

💬 To Jeff : I am at the airport flying out in an hour, around 10:30 in the evening I should be at the hotel.

I scraped out a message to him and before I could put my phone in my pocket a reply came.

📲 From Jeff : Bubba is not expecting anything, he walks like a nailed dog even I feel a little sorry for him.

💬To Jeff : Just not a word, he wants him to have a surprise, calm him down a bit. I know you can!

📲 From Jeff : As always! I love you horrible woman ! 💙

💬To Jeff : I love you too old man

📲 From Jeff : Pff🤬

I laughed under my breath, put my phone in my pocket and headed to check-in after just a few minutes. Just to sit on the plane at 12. I had some time to sleep, put my headphones in my ears and drifted off. Nice lady stewardess woke me up before landing in Chicago. There I bought American phone card and went for a decent meal.

Pov Jeffrey

I looked over at Norman who was standing on the terrace smoking a cigarette. His thoughts kept running to Olivia, I could see it in his eyes. He was sad or maybe angry that she didn't want to see him. Sometimes it was hard to judge him, he rarely showed his true emotions. But his eyes betrayed him, and very often. I walked out to him and leaned my back against the railing.

- Dude don't worry so much - I looked at him.

- I'm not worried - he muttered under his breath and shrugged his shoulders.

- I can just see how you are not worried - I smiled widely.

- I don't understand why he doesn't want to come. We meet every year, every year we spend three weeks together, and this year she is somehow different.

- Maybe she fell in love and her partner doesn't approve - I lit a cigarette.

- I want her to fall in love, I want her to be happy, but I don't want a partner who forbids us to see each other. Who is this guy?

- Norman - I groaned - maybe he is jealous of you, look at yourself.

- I'm nothing special - he put out his cigarette - I'm going to bed.

I wanted to tell him that she would soon be in the same hotel as us but I promised to keep it to myself. At 10:30 I got a message.

📲Of Oli: I'm at the hotel, room 313.

💬 To Ola : I'm in 5 minutes.

He put the phone in his pocket and I put on my leather jacket.

- Bubba I'm leaving, I'll be back in a while - I shouted towards Norman's bedroom.

But no one answered me, Norman was probably either taking a shower or already asleep. I sighed and went to room 313. I knocked twice on the door and heard muffled footsteps and after a few seconds the door opened. Standing in it was Olivia, her blue hair flowing loosely over her shoulders. She was wearing a loose hoodie and tight jeans.

- Hey - she smiled tiredly.

- Hey baby - I took a step and hugged her tightly.

She cuddled into my body and a tired sigh came out of her mouth. I kissed her head and rubbed her back with my hands.

- Tired ? - I moved away slightly.

- A little - she breathed - Would you like something to drink?

- Maybe a quick drink? - I smiled widely.

- Fine - she nodded and moved towards the bar.

- Honey, you look good - I took off my jacket and threw it on the back of the sofa.

- What do you mean? - She opened the bottle of whisky.

- You just look good even though you still wear those baggy sweatshirts - I watched her movements.

- They're just comfortable and I don't have to bother choosing accessories. And I really don't feel like it lately - she sat down next to me with two glasses.

- Did something happen? - I took the glass from her and furrowed my eyebrows.

- Well, my ex turned out to be a dick and that's all - she shrugged her shoulders.

She leaned her elbows on her knees and drank the liquid from the glass in one gulp. I looked at the profile of her face, she didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows.

- Are you back to drinking? - I leaned towards her.

- Can we not talk about this now? I'm here for the first day and you're already doing my fucking interrogation - she looked at me.

- But promise me we'll come back to this conversation?

- I promise if you don't say anything to Norman - she stared into my eyes.

- I won't say a fucking word to him - I smiled slightly.

- Then we'll go back to this conversation - she nodded - how is he?

- He sulks like a teenager - I laughed.

- He hasn't replied to any of my messages, he's probably angry with me.

- I bet that when he sees you tomorrow all his anger will be gone - I kissed her on the temple - you know how he is when something doesn't go his way. And he really missed you and he's sorry.

Olivia took a breath and sank deeper into the couch.

- Hey - I poked her - don't pout yet you know that if you make puppy dog eyes he is able to forgive everything.

- I hope so - she smiled uncertainly.

- You know that if you make puppy dog eyes, he will be able to forgive everything - she smiled uncertainly - After all, he loves you - I poked her - and he can't stay mad at you for too long.

Olivia looked at me and I saw a blush on her cheeks. She set her glass down on the coffee table and snuggled into my side.

- I missed you, old man -  she whispered.

- I missed you too girl - I put my arm around her.

Her head was resting under my chin, Olivia may not look like a woman we were used to. She wasn't skinny, she wasn't tall but her character made up for all her flaws. A person stops noticing her larger body stature after getting to know her. But she had one flaw, she was morbidly shy and that is why many people abandoned her. I got close to her only last year and only then I realized how big heart she has. And I want to keep her close because it's really worth it. I glanced at her, her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady. As she fell asleep, I gently pushed her away from me. I set the glass down and took her hands in mine wedding style. I headed to the bedroom, planted her on the bed holding her with my hands. I took off her sweatshirt, socks and pants, laid her on the bed and covered her with blankets.

- Sleep dear - I kissed her forehead and left her room.

I closed the door behind me and went to my room.

Pov Olivia

When I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock. I wiped my face with my hands and looked around the room. I was lying in bed in the bedroom of my rented apartment. I hit the phone and the alarm finally went off. I groaned wiping my face with my palms, I must have been drowsy last night. I threw my legs off the bed and pulled hard. I picked my phone up off the ground and opened a new message from Jeff.

📲 From Jeff : Remember that at 3 in the afternoon is our show, remember not to be late lazy !

I locked my device and shook my head. This man was impossible but that's what I loved him for. For the fact that he could listen, that he had more experience in life and could share it. He was different than Norman but after all, no two people are alike. Grabbed my phone and opened a new message to Jeff.

💬To Jeff : I hope your old bones didn't suffer when you carried me to bed.💙 Thank you, I'm not late, I'm never late.

I put my phone down on the bedside table, grabbed my clothes and headed to the shower. I had to prepare myself properly to greet my long lost friend.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was always careful about what I wore, I had to mask my excess weight somehow. I combed my hair and dried it into a bun.

Just a quick breakfast and I was ready to go. I took an Uber and after just a few minutes I found myself in front of the San Diego Convention Center. Thanks to Jeffrey's kindness I had VIP ticket so I could enter everywhere. Therefore, I went to the hall out of turn, hung around my neck badge with name and level of availability. The first thing that caught my eye was the amount of people dressed up. Cosplay was ubiquitous here, I slipped my glasses over my hair and admired their creators. People were really imaginative and I stopped at one or three stalls to buy some interesting things. Eventually I got to the place where The Walking Dead actors were, I kept my distance so none of them would recognize me. No one knew I was here, except Jeffrey of course. I watched Norman interact with the fans, his face lit up with a smile from ear to ear. He was snapping pictures with them, signing T-shirts and many other things. I smiled to myself, I loved how open he was with his fans. I took a breather and wandered around the neighborhood and at 2:30 I was already sitting in my seat in the hall where the conference was to be held.

📲Of Jeff : are you ?

💬Do Jeff : Third row, fourth seat from the left. From the middle aisle.

📲From Jeff : Divine, he wants to see Bubba's face.

I smiled under my breath, at exactly three o'clock the host started her show. She was smiling all the time under her breath, my hands started sweating strangely, I rubbed them on my pants. The first to enter was the director, then Andrew Lincoln, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and finally Norman Reedus, followed of course by the rest of the crew. I had the impression that Jeffrey immediately sought me out with his eyes. He smiled broadly and nodded slightly. I smiled back and also nodded slightly. Jeffrey looked up at me every now and then smiling. Halfway through the performance Jeffrey poked Lincoln and whispered something in his ear. Andrew lifted his head and looked around the front rows and a wide grin appeared on his lips from ear to ear. Lincoln slaps Norman hard on the shoulder, the man crouches down and mutters something under his breath. Andrew leans into his ear and whispers something. And his body tense up, he slides his hat down over his face and shifts his gaze around the audience. His eyes stopped on me, smiling broadly. Eventually, he smiled too.

Andrew watched his friend's reaction, smiling slightly. Norman pulled out his phone, and moments later mine vibrated in his pocket.

📲Of Norm : I'm gonna strangle you 🎈

[rainbowshawn]

Polished

(not my gif)

A/N: this was supposed to be pure fluff but got side tracked somewhere along the way. first time writing smut, feedback is appreciated 💓

Summary: teaching your boyfriend how to paint nails sounds innocent enough, right?

Warnings: fluffy smut, language, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks)

Word count: 2.9k

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The strong smell of nail polish filled up your cozy room as you dragged the brush gently over each finger tip. Next to you was your boyfriend, comfortably curled up as you balanced an old magazine on your knee to keep your hand steady. His eyes watched you contently, as he was fighting off sleep.

You hold your hand up, eyes squinting at the red color that adorns your nails. A frustrated grunt escapes you as you grab your nail polish remover and a cotton pad. The sleepy boy’s head pops up in confusion.

“What’s wrong, honey?”

“My nails look stupid” you grumbled, a frustrated look decorating your face.

“Why do you think that?” he frowns.

“The color looks bad on me.”

Shawn couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out of his mouth when he saw your frazzled expression. You shot him a glare, “not funny” causing him to giggle even more. Until an idea popped into his head,

“Do you want me to paint them?” he says with a childlike grin and an excited glint in his eyes.

“Shawn, you don’t know how to paint nails”

“So! You can teach me, let me try” he pushes “pleeeeeeease”

He presses his hands in a pleading pose as he pushes his bottom lip out, giving you the eyes. Those sweet, puppy dog eyes that you fall for every time. He knows that’s your weakness and you could never say no. It’s his super power, really. He prides himself on how many times that trick has worked on you. Like his idea to skinny dip on your trip to greece last summer. You were completely opposed to it until that look came onto his face. Next thing you knew, you two were holding each other’s naked bodies in the water as your lips met in a heated kiss. He insisted it was his magic trick.

You contemplate the idea for a moment and quickly give in to his request. You grab your box of nail polishes and place them on the bed between the two of you. His eyes go wide as he takes in the amount of bottles that filled the box.

“Go on rockstar, help me pick a color”

He props himself up on his elbow as he eagerly starts to sift through them, looking at all the different colors. “Who needs all this nail polish?” He holds up a bright sparkly teal, eyeing it intently before making a disapproving face at the bottle. He goes through this process a few times before finally settling on a pretty, dusty pink.

“Does this look good to you?” he looks to you for approval.

A smile spreads across your face as you think of his dedication to finding the perfect color for you. You nod your head in approval “if you like it, I like it”

“I doooo” he says, shifting to sit in front of you.

He wiggles forward until his knees touch yours. He eagerly grabs both your hands and tugs them forward onto his knees.

“Woah, bubba, one at a time” you laugh

“Sorry, getting a little ahead of myself. Just excited to treat you good” he mumbled as he focused on getting the top of the nail polish off. You coo’d and grabbed his face in your hands, tugging him forward to place a few sweet kisses on his pink lips.

“Okay, okay” he snickered out between kisses “now show me what to do, woman”

You began explaining the process to him as you demonstrated on one finger. He seemed to be pretty confident and began to paint. You laughed as you felt his grip on your finger tighten.

“you don’t gotta put me in a death grip, bubs. I’m not going anywhere”

His focus didn’t shift but he did let up on the grip. His tongue poked out of his mouth in concentration as he painted across your nails. He stopped a few times to correct any polish that touched your skin by gently scraping it off with his own nail. He appreciated your patience with him. He always did. You swear the smile never fell off your face as you eyed him.

“so tiny” he whispered, mostly to himself. He was amazed at the size of your and in his. Shawn had always insisted that you were, in his words ‘teeny tiny’, but you both know he’s really just big. You revelled in his larger stature. Always feeling safe in his arms no matter where you were.

He finished up your first hand, pulling it up to his face to check over his work. He bowed his head down to place a kiss to your knuckles, “next hand, sweetheart”

While he painted your other hand, you observed his work. Honestly, you were impressed to say the least. The pink polish looked smooth, clean, and it really complimented your skin tone. You looked at him in amazement, “baby you’re actually super good!”

“liyah used to make me paint her nails when we were little, I remember it a little bit.”

Your heart swelled at the thought of a tiny shawn holding his baby sisters hand and painting her little nails, making her feel special. The thought of him with a little girl in the future was all that could come to your mind in that moment.

“You’re gonna be such a good dad...” you whispered

“I hope so,” he replied, a smile making its way onto his face “that’s all I want, really.”

He sat up a little straighter as he finished up his work on your nails.

“I feel like we’d have a little girl. Dunno why but I just know. God, I can’t wait to have tea parties and let her put clips in my hair.” he giggled.

You sighed at the thought, only imagining that sight in front of you. He was such a loving boy, never afraid to show his affection to those he loved. You see the way he treats his sister and you just know he would treat his children the same. Especially a little girl. He’d without a doubt be wrapped around her little finger.

“I cant wait either, that little girl is gonna have the best nails ever.” you smiled “these look amazing babe!”

“I think I should reconsider my career choices, huh?”

“Absolutely.”

He leaned forward to place a kiss to your nose. You watched him in confusion as he moves to sit on the floor next to your bed, grabbing the bottle of polish on his way down.

“What are you doing?”

“Painting your toes,” he simply stated “they have to match.”

All you could do was look at him in disbelief as he pulled your cold feet down to his level. He noticed your icy toes and began to rub them to warm them up. His warm fingers working magic on the arches of both your feet. He alternated between the two, kissing your calves as he continued. He looked up at you as he kissed your bare legs, sighing deeply as he noticed you bite your lip.

He kept rubbing your cold skin as he moved onto his knees, raising himself to kiss up your thigh. You gasped as he nipped at your inner thigh a little bit. You parted your legs a little more, willing him to go further. He switched legs and grabbed your other soft foot in his hand as he repeated his loving treatment.

“mmm shawn I thought you were gonna paint my toes” you muttered, breathlessly.

He didn’t stop kissing you for a second “I’ll get to it, just wanna love on my girl for a little bit”

And really, who were you to deny that? He reached a hand up to press into your chest, gently pushing you to lay back. Your hands found their way into his unruly curls, tugging gently as his kisses got closer and closer to your aching core.

His kisses spread to your tummy, leaving slightly wet patches behind as he started to lightly suck on the skin dressing your hipbones. Soft hums continued to roll out of your chest. You felt your tummy fluttering in anticipation from his soft lips. You lifted your head up to see him completely focused on loving on you. He just wanted you to feel good today.

His warm, big hands that were rubbing your hips and thighs moved to your panties, fingers hooking onto the sides. “Is this okay?” he asks. You eagerly nod your head yes and hum in approval.

Once he drags the material off your legs, he lifts them by your knees to spread you open for him. He bites his lip at the sight of your dripping center. He drops his head to nip at the crease between your leg and where you needed him the most. You groan, “don’t tease..... please baby” arching your back at the feeling.

Suddenly you feel his tongue slide into your wet folds. He groans at the pleasure of making you feel good, becoming very aware of the aching in his pants. He palms himself through his boxers as he focuses on his lips against you. His tongue slips up and down your clit quickly, making you moan lightly. His lips suck your clit into his mouth applying perfect pressure as his tongue continues to work against you. You can’t process the bliss you feel, overwhelmed by the feeling and the wet sounds coming from the act.

You arch your back and gasp as he grazes his teeth against you lightly. “taste so good baby,” he says lowly, “I could do this all day.”

You groan in response as his fingers come up to push into you, the slight stretch was enough to have you reeling.

“oh fuck, don’t stop” you grunt as he picks up his pace. His mouth sucking so perfectly, making your stomach flip and walls tighten. You go completely silent, breath hitching as you feel your orgasm begin to come to a head. And as you get to that ledge, you’re quickly tugged off before you can fall. Shawn quickly removes his fingers and his sweet mouth from your center. You groan at the loss.

“Not so fast, baby, need you to cum on my cock. Think you can do that for me?”

At this point you’re too far gone to do anything but whimper and nod your head. He stands up and strips you of your top, moaning at the sight of your bare chest laid out in front of him. “So beautiful... can’t believe you’re mine” he breathes, pressing a gentle kiss between your breasts. Shawn never failed to make you feel beautiful, loved, and worthy. You frequently felt like your heart would burst at any moment if he looked at you so affectionately for too long. Now was no exception, as you shyly giggled and covered your breasts with your hands, turning your red face away from him.

Placing his hand on yours, he tugged your hands away from yourself, “don’t hide, honey, wanna see you...” he looks at you with those eyes again and you’re a goner. His hands trail up your sides sending shivers through your body. Once his hands get up high enough he palms your breasts in those big hands of his and cranes his head back as his presses his still clothed dick into your sensitive mound. You buck your hips up to get more friction but he presses you back down and stops you.

His mouth meets yours in a heated kiss as his continues to knead your breasts. Your tongues dance together as he lays into you a bit more, rubbing his cock against you. He grinds his hips into you as he rolls your nipples in his fingers, further teasing you. You get lost as the friction distracts you, mouth falling open as he tries to continue the heated kiss.

He tugs his boxers down just enough to free his painfully hard cock. He continues to grind into you, moaning at the feeling of your wetness on him.

“Fuck babygirl, I can’t wait to be inside you” he groans into your neck as he sucks and kisses there. He pushes his black boxers the rest of the way down, kicking them onto the floor.

“Give it to me shawn, I cant wait anymore” you beg. He can’t deny you, he’s just as fucked for you as you are for him. He slides his thick cock up and down your wet folds a little bit, making sure you’re ready for him. He slowly pushes in watching your face to make sure you’re comfortable. His brows furrow as he focuses on going slow to let you adjust to his size. He swears he’ll never get over the feeling of being inside of you. Often saying he thinks that’s what heaven feels like.

Your mouth drops open as he slips in, a breathless grunt leaving your chest. His length is stretching you out causing a comfortable burn. His lips meet yours as he tries to distract you from the slight pain. He hopes you can feel the love he feels radiating off of his body in waves. Sometimes he swears he doesn’t know what to do with all of it.

He waits until you tell him he can move and once you give him the green light, he’s off. His thrusts slowly increase as he leans over you. He kisses you the best he can while moving at a good pace for you. He brushes some hair from your face as he looks so lovingly into your eyes. His length drags in and out of you so well you’re seeing stars.

“Faster, Shawn I need more,” you moan into his ear “so good to me”

He pulls your knees up and spreads you nice and wide in front of him as he starts to rail into you at an even quicker speed. You didn’t think he could get any deeper but this position proved you wrong. You think you can feel him in every part of you. The feeling is intoxicating and the only thing you can think about is him, him, him. Your mouth fell open as your walls started to tighten around him.

His hand coming up to play with your clit hurdled you towards the edge. “love you so fucking much.... you don’t know what you do to me” he breathed into your ear as his speed never faltered “gonna make you feel so good”

“you do, you do, baby, you always do” you groaned quickly, eyes screwing shut as your orgasm began to creep up on you again. The feeling of your tight and warm walls was pushing him further and further towards the edge. You looked up at his moving figure, moaning as you saw him watching his length disappear into your dripping pussy. His face was completely blissed out, lost in loving you. His low moans filled your ears as you took shallow breaths.

His hips slammed into yours, angling a bit to reach that one special spot better. Your back arched immediately at the contact and your walls began to pulse around him. Your moans got louder and louder for him, a sound he would never in his whole life get tired of hearing.

“Come on babygirl, thats right” he moaned “cum on this cock, you feel like fucking heaven.”

That was all it took for you to come crashing down in waves. Your back arched as little screams left your lips, his lips coming down to catch the sounds in his mouth. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt his thrusts continue, fucking you through your orgasm. He continued in search of his own release until his movements become erratic.

“Gonna cum, you make me feel so fucking good” he moans. All it takes is a few more thrusts and he’s spilling into you, breathing heavily into your ear. You feel his his cock twitch and warmth spill inside you and moan at the delicious feeling. His body falls limply into you, his length still in you. Hips still rolling slowly, fucking his cum deeper into you.

You both took time coming down, pressing kisses against your bare skin. Your hands searched each other eagerly, not wanting to lose contact. Eventually Shawn pulls out slowly and rolls off next to you.

“That was amazing....”

“as usual,” you say as you lay next to him, laying your head on his chest and tracing patterns onto his slightly sweaty tummy “so good to me.”

You’re both so sleepy from your high, you forget about your toenails. His hand traces up your bare spine as he kisses your hair softly.

“love you so much,” he mutters listening to your breathing.

“I love you too Shawn. so so so much.”

“I meant what I said earlier. I cant wait til I have a little version of our love running around.”

All you can do is hum at the thought, smiling to yourself as your eyes start to close slowly. Finding that safety you loved so much in his arms. You feel so content in this moment. Your thoughts running wild with your love for him. You both don’t know what to do with it all.

Your breathing gets deeper and deeper as you both fall asleep in each other’s arms. Both feeling full to the brim in love.

“I didn’t forget about your toes by the way.”

[b-radley66]

Fun Lines to Write - Jay Halstead

Don’t write Jay as much, except as a side character. An exception is here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35794645

Here’s another Jay moment from Sweet Home Chicago:

“Hey, bud,” Kim says. “Showtime.”

They watch as Jay enters the bathhouse, then move their eyes down to the tablet. They can see that he walks up to a heavily made up, very young woman, wearing some sort of an attendant’s uniform.

Albeit one that is very tight and unbuttoned almost to her waist.

“Hi!” Jay says, in an uncharacteristically chirpy voice. Kim looks at Adam; both of them roll their eyes as one.

“Really plays the role of a yokel pretty well, huh?” Maddie remarks.

“You have no idea,” Adam replies.

“Comes naturally,” Hailey’s voice comes over the comm.

“Whaddaya want?” the young woman says.

“Great customer service,” Kevin remarks from his vantage point on a roof across the street.

“I heard I could get a bath here,” Jay says, as innocently as he can muster.

“Hundred bucks for a steam,” the attendant says in a bored voice, with a strong accent.

“A hundred bucks?” Jay says incredulously. “For some steam?”

“For the happy ending you get at the end,” she remarks.

“This is highway robbery!” Jay says.

Adam smirks at Kim’s raised eyebrow. “Hey, Jay, do you think you could maybe read the room a little bit?” Hailey asks. “These aren’t master thespians.”

“Bingo,” Kim says as Maddie snorts. She points to the tablet. The young woman reaches under the counter.

“He didn’t even have to start throwing things,” Maddie says.

A door snaps open and two individuals walk out. One is dressed in a cheap suit with no tie and is tall and skinny. The other…

Is clad in nothing but a towel. And an inordinate amount of black hair, evenly distributed over his thick and tall body.

Five voices sound in a collective ‘Eww,’ over the comms and in Adam’s Jeep.

Fortunately the one about to dance with the Wookiee in the pale moonlight keeps his cool. “Hey,” Jay says. “I wanna speak to the manager.”

Neither behemoth replies. They all catch a glimpse of the attendant’s smirk as the one in the towel grabs Jay and pulls him into a deep bear hug.

“Sure hope he takes a shower before we have dinner tonight,” Hailey whispers on the air.

The other thug—the skinnier, clothed one—grabs Jay’s arm and pulls him to the door.

They watch as Jay is able to get one hand free and circle the skinny one’s waist. Adam smiles as his hand comes back empty. There is a collective groan as the towel slips off of the hairy one on the hidden camera as he reaches up and slaps Jay on the side of his head, knocking his ball cap off.

Jay straightens his clothes as he gets up from the sidewalk. He gives them a mournful look from their respective vantage points. “That was my favorite undercover redneck hat,” he says.

“I’ll buy you another,” Kim says dryly. “Besides. You got the bubba truck. Your hillbilly peckerwood street cred is still strong.”

[biggy-habes]

Yesterday ended up being the day that I had been dreading for a while. I had to say goodbye to my best friend. My little buddy. My copilot. My Road Dawg.

Fennie passed on from this life on July 3rd in the comfort of his own home with me and Kat holding him until the very end. This was something that I had promised him from the very beginning. A promise that I would never leave him. That I would be with him until the very end. And that I would always be by his side. I owed him that much.

Fennie's path crossed mine back in 2010 when I walked into the animal shelter at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. I was looking for a small dog that would fit in my tiny 1BR apartment. I got to his cage and I saw a skinny little shit that looked like he wanted to get out of his cage and eat me and my first thought was "This pup has spunk!" He had a deep, bright orange coat and a fluffy tail that made him look like he was part fox and had these dark orange freckled spots on his white nose. His face could only be described as "scampish". The worker asked if I wanted to take him out and spend some time with him to see if he warmed up to me so I took him outside in the visitation pen. He didn't seem all that affectionate and was not particularly friendly with me. But there was something about him. I saw something within him. I asked about his history and all that was known was that he was 2 years old and had been surrendered by an elderly couple for being too aggressive. I looked at this tiny little guy and wondered "How much trouble could he be?" 15 minutes later I was walking out with this Spaniel mix (whose original name was actually Lucky. Clearly that name would not stick around for much longer.)

Fennie was originally supposed to be a dog that my girlfriend at the time and I would raise together. However when we split up it was agreed that she would get the cats and I would keep Fennie. It was this decision that would change my life forever. I would no longer be able to use the bathroom without someone worrying where I went. For 11 years this dog would never leave my side. And if I had to be gone for an extended period of time it was preceded with the promise that I would ALWAYS come back for him.

One thing that Fennie will always be remembered for was his never-ending energy. He was constantly going 100 miles a minute. He could not slow down and he would never tire. It was like they took the vigor of a large golden lab and stuffed it into a tiny 20 pound body. No hike was ever long enough. There were never enough objects for him to hump. When he was around 4 I can remember thinking "I cannot wait for him to get a little older so that he will slow down a little bit". Well I would end up waiting for that day to come for a very, very long time.

Despite his size and stature, Fennie always felt like he was so much bigger than he actually was. No matter where he was he would walk around with a poise that he owns all that can be seen and anyone or anything intruding in his territory would have to answer to him. At the dog park he would go up and snatch toys from dogs that could CLEARLY beat his ass without even giving it a second thought. He had some big ol' brass balls, man! He never viewed himself as being in the Not-Even-2-Feet-In-Length, 20 pound body that he was in. He was always vigilant and on guard. No box, package, suitcase, or bag was able to get past him without going through a rigorous sniff search first. He took his job as protector of his territory and his Daddy very seriously!

Fennie would end up living a life that few other dogs would get the opportunity to. As being with a person who is constantly drifting, he got to see more of this great country than most of the people that I know. He has been on the boardwalk in Myrtle Beach. He has been to the mountains of Flagstaff. He has been to ABQ, New Mexico. He has been to Detroit Rock City. He has touched the top of the highest peak east of the Mississippi. He has visited the aftermath of the destruction caused by the tornado in Joplin, Missouri. He has been to Kalamazoo. He has been to Vegas. In his lifetime he has marked Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Virginia, West Virginia, Maryland, Delaware, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, New York, Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, Missouri, and Illinois as his. He has been through 3 tropical storms, 3 ice storms, 2 tornados, a blizzard, and an earthquake. He has scrapped with a bull terrier and lived to tell the tale. His life was full of adventures, road trips, and hikes.

I’m not going to lie and say that he loved everyone that he met. But I will say that he has touched the heart of everyone that he ever encountered. He was honestly the right dog for the right person at the right time. We shared so many of the same character traits. He was moody. He got irritated very easily. He just had a way of pulling you in. He was lovable, yet complicated. He was selfish and jealous. He didn’t really like to engage in play with any other dogs. He wasn’t one to share. There was never any “Lets Play Fetch”. He had a fiery temper. He was overly cautious. He had a tendency to be untrusting. I have many friends and family that bore the mark of meeting him on their fingertips for a few days afterwards. But he could also be affectionate, and funny, and had the tendency to be a bit of a klutz. He was a great cuddler! And for such a small dog, he had a personality that would burst at the seams.

In his 11 years with me he has shown and taught me so much. He taught me the value of loyalty. If I could use 3 words to describe Fennie then they would be “Loyal…As…FUCK!” Relationships would come and go but he stuck by my side no matter what. He had my back and was willing to protect me at the drop of a hat. And he refused to let anyone or anything come between him and I. He taught me patience. My LORD he taught me some patience!! He taught me that however old you are, you can still be young at heart. And he taught me to love unconditionally. I was not always the best owner. I would get upset at him for things that he had nothing to do with. He would get scared when I would lose my temper. And yet he would still come over to me to comfort me and let me know that he was there for me when I was done. And I cannot tell you the amount of times I accidentally stepped on his paw while walking or whacked him in the head while opening a cabinet, and he would just sit there looking at me like “Eh whatever. So what’s up with that walk you were talking about?”

Although I had other pets growing up, Fennie was the first dog that was MINE. And he is not a someone that I could ever forget. He traveled with me as I bounced from place to place and would only give me a look as if to say "Hey man, I trust you. Just don't leave me." He devoted his entire life to me, and it was only fitting that I spend his whole life by his side. And he gave me a pretty awesome life. I had noticed that he his health had been declining about a year ago. He started slowing down. Getting up was getting to be more of a struggle. His stomach started having issues. He ended up requiring a surgery. I asked myself if the cost of the surgery was worth getting 6 more months with my little buddy. I ended up getting a year. I got my money's worth.

Fenway "Fennie" Haber, affectionately referred to as Foo Bear, Bubba, Fennie Foo (or Fennie Foo Bear if you aren't into the whole brevity thing) will always be remembered for his temperament, his charm, and his overall cuteness. Just like his dear Papa. I was so fortunate to spend the last decade with him by my side. I wasn't exactly sure if I had made the right decision when I first chose him. But I couldn't imagine my life without him. He left this world cuddled up on his favorite blanket alongside his favorite shirt and he was surrounded by love until the light faded from him. As he started to drift off I spoke my last words to him...

For 11 years you've been my Ryde or Die

The time has come for us to say goodbye

The day I have been dreading is finally here

The end of a legacy and a legend is near

Thank you for the life you have given me

Thank you for your undying loyalty

Thank you for comforting me when I needed a friend

Thank you for trusting me until the very end.

I'm going to miss you taking up the whole bed

And your cuddles that were top notch

And when I'm napping you kicking me in the head

And stomping me in the crotch

Don't worry about what will happen to me

After you are gone.

You did such a great job taking care of your Dad

and I will continue to go on

But I will always keep you tucked deep inside my heart

until my life is through

You aren't a dog that is easy to forget

And no matter what I will continue to love you

So if you see me crying as I hold you

and looking scared and sad

It's only because I'll miss you so much

and the life together we had

Get some rest, little buddy

And for now I'll say goodbye

But I'm sure I'll see you again in some crazy dream

Or when I get a little too high

Via con dios my little friend.

Na Zdrowie, Fennie!

Do Widzenie.

You were the right dog, for the right person, at the right time.

[goddessixtynine1]

Dream portal 5.0

I was able to finally get a adequate amount of sleep; as the other night I got only 5 hours. This time I found a movie, got a tart chery juice ( as I heard its good for sleep and melatonin) 2 boxes of french fries ( one for my daughter one for me) Even though she isnt here.. She exists so vividly in my life. I write this secretly because as soon as I write this or awaken she will start to make noise upstairs. Anyways..

I fell asleep around 3am; I paused my movie. Everything seemed to have a eerie vibe as thats how I knew it was time to sleep. 

The lines between here and the dream world are drew very precisely. One moment your here; the next your somewhere you belong.

In this settting we were in a farm style house; I was being shown something through the table altar of reds and orange; flowers that set right in the centre.

There was a ideal vibration that exists in the atmosphere. I was calm and at home; there were people minding their buisness; (cooking) and laughing; I saw A little girl (Brielle) run around me laughing and skipping. I tried to tell her honey, look at the flowers. But she laughed and continued skipping. She leaves her flowers on the table; the table of my heart. But she does so naturally; she does not realize this table is my dream. Flash forward to the moment where I am meeting a girl on Facebook named Lily ( my grandma says thats the difference between her facebook friends and mine; hers are people she actually does know) Well, thats weird because I could have swore I knew this girl/women in my dreams because I kissed her on the cheek when greeting her. ( I dont normally do that; I normally just hug the person; anyone who knows me knows I will never pass up a hug) She smiled really big; and all of a sudden I saw her baby. I said “ Hi Bubba’’ and with a very big grin he stared at me like “ Who is this lady? “ I say outloud hehe. He started to whimper a bit; “ Its okay buddy; your mamas right here” as I hand him to his mommy and she just smiles and looks like a character from a anime film.

Flash forward to a part of the dream where we are in a seperate room from the house; the bed; a dream come true I felt seeping through my heart in the dream world the bed symbolized security and that was going to hold all my passion and desires and longing a feeling crept in. I stared out the window that was in front of this bed; it was so beautiful in shapes of m and glass vintage style panes. So artistic I felt the vibration radiating and could hear myself thinking out loud for once ( I discovered a new gift ) “ When I am on top of my beloved I can stare out this window and see beautiful designs; I am  so blessed” then I realized there was a fan ( Yay! ) then I heard the guy and my beloved talking about staying there and my heart soared. The beloved looked like David but, changed. When I tried to focus on my heart instead of who I wanted it to be they person changed.

Flash forward to the next part of the dream where I am in a room with what looks like my Mom; she is wearing a top where her big breasts are popping out. I am on her lap playing horsey and staring at her big breasts and skinny frame. She was naturally so pretty. I longed to touch her breasts. I watched closely and it was Brielle and I playing horsey! But to the vivid look; it was me as Brielle and My mom as me. I shaped into a essence and got to fly in the air ( shape shift into air) and fly between them and feel the touch on my heart. I felt safe; and attracted to whatever lingered from that experience. I overheard the convorsation that they were talking about as she ( I) and brielle ( I ) aswell; all 3 morphed into one person and I overheard as she took her hand in mine “ I love you so much “ “ I want to be with you everyday of my life” I couldnt believe this was happening in front of my eyes; I felt this longing in my heart. “ One day your going to find someone; but dont forget about me; I long for you” Its almost as if those words were lingering but did not hear them come out of her mouth.. As I woke up I watched her big breast and sparkly top and wished to know why there was this sexual energy between the picture now for some reason. As I was comming out of the portal; I realized..

This was apparent that this is the reason why I had sexual issues before; because well; I just wanted to hear my mom say she and I were meant to be togather intimately and remember the times where we played horsey.

The only reason why I feel there was sexuality issues behind it was; I was longing to experience that because I miss her so much; 

________________ ~ + ♥ + ~ ____________________

also; lately I recently got a glimpse into the past  when me and David use to travel and go for long rides in his white truck; we had a experience I will never forget where we went to visit his friends in Massachusettes; we always loved to have sex in the driving seat. There was 2 occasions this was really the ideal moment. The first time; we had sex while I was driving the truck 

it felt so good we had to pull over because he was nervous a car would come .. It was dark and the road was empty. The second time; we had sex in the parking lot in Woodbridge and thats when I remembered the experience being top notch ; and we use to always have sex in his truck and it was so thrilling and amazing and passionate and heated. The third time ; leaving Massachusettes I was expressing I wanted him and he had to pull over which I giggled and thought was so funny for some reason. He and I had the deepest sex and come to clairfication  I felt he was really thinking I was this one girl that we saw in Massachusettes so maybe that was a factor. but by then I was having so much fun being a little girl in his lap.

I never knew why he liked that girl so much; so I know it probably was wrong of me to be with him even after I knew. I will forgive myself for the past; and not play victim. Those experiences were to show me how In love I dont let anything get in my way.

+~+ I loved playing horsey as a kid~+~

 I use to always play horsey with my aunts as a kid. Except one instance where I flew back because my head was so dizzy and I hit my head on the corner of the table. I cried and cried that day and never liked my Aunt Jamie since that instance.

She continued to make my life hell growing up as a teenager.

[cannibalcreeps]

I mean, I can understand Bubba attacking them once they start pocking about his house and when his grandma/mom (Weren't they already dead in the og movie?) orders him to.

It seems, by the trailer, that these new people were able to walk around the town without problem, it was just when they walkes into Bubba's house that the problems started

Only thing they got going for them, like sure they're still going to keep some things in from the OG film, but that's like every other TCM movie out there.

But them entering his home is one of the big annoyances of the premise of the movie cause it makes no sense for the timeline they're in.

OG story made sense on why they went inside the house, it was 1973/74, very common for neighbours and strangers to enter the entrance part of houses, I thought it was wrong but because I was brought up in a time where you don't do that. For our parents, would have been extremely common, just sadly Sally and her friends went into the wrong house.

In our current time tho? In 2021/22, you'd have to be one rude motherfucker to do that, it's unrealistic. Why are you entering peoples homes, why did you buy the fucking town and kick the residence out, who fucking does that!?! That would never fly in todays time, the internet would 'cancel' them. (ugh I died inside)

Also no one would blame Bubba for attacking, the protags become intruders of the bat and apparently we're meant to root for Bubba like???

I love my mans Bubs, but I want to like the protags for once, I'm so sick of the 'oh but the protags are assholes' trope, just let it die already.

Also whoever that woman is, if she is a god damn new member of the family, gonna throw hands man. I'mma find the writer who put her in and throw hands at them, I'm so tired, biggest god damn pet peeve of all Sawyer movies: Adding in additional family members that have no reason being there

Chop Top is the only valid add on family member, because he fits in naturally. He is not a replacement of any character (you notice how they make the women mean and nasty as a replacement of Drayton but still have the 'sweet womanly touch' UGGGGGGGGGGGH)

If anyone asks "Well, what could have they done to do better"

My answer: Nothing, they shouldn't have made the thing in the first place