#wet weekend

[snuggerudism]

Mat Barzal from prompt list 4 with the prompt "You like my hand around your neck, don't you?" please !

warnings nsfw, 18+ minors dni

mathew was undoubtedly a really kinky guy in bed. you had learned that pretty quickly in your relationship.

he liked to be in charge, at least in the bedroom. you were perfectly fine with that, and happy to let him have that.

he got home from a roadie today, and you could tell by the look in his eyes it was going to be a long night in the bedroom. not that you minded, you had missed him a lot.

he’s moving you along down the hall to your bedroom, a hand on the small of your back. the touch sends a tingle through your spine, and you practically melt into his touch.

getting your clothes off isn’t an issue, and you practically tear mat’s shirt off of him. you’re looking up at him with hungry eyes as he wraps his hand around your neck, squeezing hard enough to elicit a moan that escapes you.

it’s something that he hasn’t done before, but it was welcomed from you. “you like my hand around your neck, don’t you?” mat smirks at you.

you try to respond, but the words get stuck in your mouth and don’t come out. instead, a whimper can be heard in response.

“don’t you worry about anything. just lay pretty there f’me, like you always do.”

[slafkovskys]

Luke is trying to find any alone time with his girlfriend at the lake house but she leaves him hanging when he wakes up with morning wood but before he can slip into her she gets called to the kitchen by ellen. any touch she gives luke has him trying to control himself until he pulls her somewhere for a quickie

you wake up still naked from the night before and you’re not even really thinking about breakfast. no, you’re concerned with your boyfriend’s lips on yours and a certain something pressing against your hip. you’re so close when a knock sounds against luke’s bedroom door, “y/n, do you still want to come help me with breakfast?”

and you had forgotten that you promised ellen you would help make the cinnamon rolls that morning. luke’s eyes are pleading as you roll onto your back, “coming!”

“you could be,” he mumbles, dejected as you pick up a pair of boxers and the hoodie you were wearing the night before. “what am i supposed to do?”

“i know you know how to use that hand, hughes,” and you slip out of the door before going downstairs. you’re reading the recipe off of ellen’s phone when luke stumbles into the kitchen and you send him a smirk, “feeling better?”

he glares, rounding the counter and dragging a barstool to sit beside you. “yeah, no thanks to you.”

the next hour passes by with you giving him fleeting touches every chance you could and maybe even a few to his upper thigh that cause his cheeks to flame. as soon as the cinnamon rolls are in the oven, he’s dragging you out to the garage to, “watch him practice.”

[potheadpophead]

So 2024 in Colorado is going to be known as the “wet weekend year” because that’s apparently the only time it rains or snows

[bluedesignwall]

Happy rainy Saturday. Park run is cancelled and the rain is slowly stripping the flowers off the lemon tree and the wisteria. The Peiony Roses are flattened as are the Camelion Roses. I have no shortage of inside things to do. I was woken a lot by the rain in the night so it will all be done at a gentle pace starting with a slow breakfast, the Wordle and a chapter or two of my current read.

[roarpilot]

Another girls trip in the books! Next year will be our 10th! ❤️❤️ love these bitches so much!

[bxddie-bangglisa]

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Test Track AU (T$$ AU Masterlist)

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combined suggestions from two different anons!

to answer the question posed in the branding ask: the shape of the brand wouldn't necessarily have a psychological impact, but that could change if it were permanent :)

@violets-whumperflies , @whump-me , @pirefyrelight , @soheavyaburden , @snakebites-and-ink , @whumpsday , @suspicious-whumping-egg @cryptidwritings

[snuggerudism]

for wet weekend, i was kind of thinking something for gabe perreault!! it can literally be anything, go crazy😚💕!!

18+ minors dni below the cut !

i’m gonna go with inexperienced person gets a little “lesson”

you and gabe have been together for three months and haven’t gotten past a makeout, and him getting a little handsy with you in bed.

not that there was anything wrong with that, but you have been in the mood lately.

his hand traveled to your ass and squeezed it, smiling at you from where he hovered above you. slowly, you unzipped your sweatshirt, revealing your bra.

his mouth went slack at the sight, licking his lips and it turns into a grin.

“gabe,” your voice is hoarse. you need him now. in his eyes, you can tell he needs you to. he just needs a little push. “i need you to-“ you pause.

“to what?” he tilts his head.

“i need you to fuck me, damnit.” you throw your head back, missing how his mouth made an ‘o’ shape.

“i- well. i don’t know-“ he groans

“what? i can show you gabey?” you use your nickname for him, smirking.

“yeah, i could use a little demonstration.” he smirks as you get to work.

[slafkovskys]

like you mentioned in the blurb about being pregnant with luke’s kids (which i was obsessed with btw) i think home boy would go FERAL to see you in a bikini. so many quickies at the lake and he’s always getting chirped for touching you 24/7

you’re literally just trying to get all the fixings together for the s’mores when he bullies you up against the counter, breath hot against your neck when he speaks, “i bet you’re still open from earlier, could just slip right in.”

“luke,” you mumble, staring out of the back door to where everyone was already gathered, “they could walk in-”

“and they wouldn’t know a thing,” and it’s so embarrassing how wet that gets you. he easily pushes your bikini bottoms to the side and guides his dick right in, “just like i thought. you just stay open for me like a good girl.”

“luke,” you toss your head back against his shoulder. you grip onto the counter as he rocks the two of you forward with his thrusts. the sound of jack’s laugh causes you to clench around him as your eyes snap open, “i-”

“holy fuck, do that again.”

[vancomycin]

I found this fucking. mini chaise longue while thrifting with my friends. but everyone was so in love with it that we just brought it around with us all weekend. Multiple people stopped us to compliment it.

bar hopping with the chaise

[bonefarm]

I feel like we have some kind of weird hind brain sense about ungulates, because I went outside to check on mine this morning and I IMMEDIATELY clocked that 2/15 were missing without counting. Three Titty Rhonda and Muffin were in the fence at the back of the pasture.

It’s some weird pattern thing like wait! “Theres supposed to be more spots in this mob!”

[toastytrusty]

[figofswords]

i know ive made myself the #1 izutsumi stan in the eyes of all of my friends and probably some of you online people but what if i became a mithrun stan. there is something about him that compels me. i just want to *clenches fist* put him on the drying rack. lovingly stick him into a tupperware for later. make him into. a broth of some sort. do you understand

[ratwithhands]

More old concept art, this one's been rolling at the back of my workshop for a bit.

You know how some humans just turn into pokemon? Not ghost types or dead pokemon, pokemon like Kadabra that are just the result of some freaky transformation? Yeah anyways grief go brr here's a design for Emmet.

I made this mostly concept on a whim for shits and giggles, but I did outline some basic stat specifics. For starters there this godawful possible learnset from google slides:

wonder if there's any noticeable patterns, anyways the ability is Anger Point just because of how absolutely fucking atrocious it is. It comes from how the whole rage/aggression factor of Emmet's transformation and makes him an absolute pain to deal with once the Interpol find him.

Stat spread was originally based on pseudo-legendaries' BST but I ended up cutting down some of the numbers cause they were feeling like a bit too much. The values are weighted heavier in offensive stats and lower in defensive.

HP: 70 ATK: 150 DEF: 70 SPA: 110 SPD: 70 SPE: 100

BST: 570

Anyways hope you guys like the art, I made this concept like a month ago off of dumb idea but ended up having fun sketching a researching stuff for it. See you later ^^

Bonus doodles:

(someone from the server I'm in asked for Emmet having a treat so he's having a biscuit/stuffed donut)

also here's the gesture drawings when I was still concepting cause I think they're funny

[holdmeitssocold]

Bite my neck until it bleeds and then smear my blood all over my boy tits so you can lick them clean and then I want to gently wipe your face clean and then and then -

[snuggerudism]

Gabe w #3 off prompt 3😇

nsfw, minors do not interact

you gasp at the feeling of gabe fucking into you. your hands pull at his curls. he swoops down to kiss at the nape of your neck.

the dorm walls are paper thin, and you bite your lip to keep in the moan threatening to escape you. he smirks as he looks at you, moving his head to your ear. “you can come for me, anytime,”

two minutes later, you’re letting out a scream as you see white. gabe grunts as he shoots a load into the condom, swooping down again to kiss you.

it gets heated quickly, as he flips you over so you’re on top. his hand moves to your ass, squeezing it tight. “god, you’re so fucking hot.” he mumbles against your lips.

you’re brain is too foggy to respond, and you nod.

the incessent buzzing of gabe’s phone causes the kissing to end as he looks down at it.

“mhm.” you whine at the loss of his lips.

“fuck, uh. the guys are going to chipolte, and i’m hungry. i gotta go,” he moves off the bed, putting his sweats and a sweatshirt. “tommorow? you up for another?"

“yeah, fine with me.” you shrug, watching as he leaves your dorm.