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[taylormarieee]

I just wanted to announce a few things...

For one: I'M BACK!!!! I mean I was slightly active but I rarely interacted with my moots, I miss you guys.

Two: I would like to say that I miss all my wives now let's make another list about my wives since Valentine's day was a few days ago and I didn't get to do this.

@dollyfl1rt : I love her so much, she is so cute and I was so sad when her first account got terminated, I thought I lost her forever. I was gonna cry. She's so sweet and a very open and down to earth person. She's someone you can get along with and is so kind. She is someone I feel like I could always talk to about literally anything and I wish her nothing but the best in life. She's amazing. I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day!❤️

@dustbunniess : I love her because she's funny, amazing, very peaceful and just so cute! I love how we have the same interests and can talk whenever, she's obvi a very busy woman but she's someone I look up to and someone I adore very much so Happy late Valentines day baby ;)💕

@sinsandsweetness : My first wife. I love her because she's number one and she's so wise and well spoken. She cares about the people in her life and she reminds me of the goddess Athena smm because she's so wise and just and incredibly smart and wonderful person. I love her with all my heart so as well Happy Late Valentines day babe💋

@liliesdiary : Straight up i'm gonna say it, SHE REMINDS ME OF APHRODITE!!!! Like she's so cute and her aesthetic is so cute and adorable! I love her so much even though I haven't talked to her in so long, she's so sweet and I miss talking to her, I hope everything is good and well for her. I love you my little daughter of aphrodite🎀 Happy Late Valentines Day!

@cherryredstars : This is my little gossip bestie! We literally gossip so much! She's amazing and her fics are just as amazing and she's also so well spoken and adorable. She reminds me of a golden retriever but yet a sophisticated black cat. She's so sweet and an incredible person overall! I wish her nothing but the best in life, and someone better love her just as much as I do. Happy late valentines day baby!💝

@writella : THIS IS MOTHER RIGHT HERE AND I LOVE HER! She is so kind and fun to talk to and I really enjoy talking to her and getting praise from her cuz yk, it's mother were talking about here. I love her and miss her! have not talked to her in a while so I hope she's ok, I love you and Happy Late Valentine's day babes!❣️

@hutchersonsgurl : THIS IS TWINN RIGHT HERE! I LOVE THIS GIRL SMM CUZ SHE'S SOOO FUNNY AND ENERGETIC! I love how we relate to the same things and I love how she is so cool and fun! Love you and Happy Late Valentines day twinn!💜

@luvrxbunny : I love her, we haven't talked in a while but she's just so fun and cool. I feel for her when she has sad daysd and goes through a lot of hard times but I hope she gets through it and I love her so much I hope she feels better and can finally be happy! I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day pretty girl!❤️‍🩹❤️

Saved the best for last... @versatilehater I LOVE THIS GIRL WITH EVERYTHING IN ME EVERY CELL, EVERY FIBER, EVERY ORGANISM AND FUNCTIONING VESSEL! She is my love and my best friend! I love her like no other and I love how she treats me, she is so cute and so sweet and I love her the absolute most! She's so kind and funny and freaky (my favourite part) Shes so amazing and I love her. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MAMA!💓💞💖

I LOVE YOU ALL! HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T HAVE ONE! HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL THE LADIES THAT WERE ALONE!

❤️

XOXO, Londyn<333

[taylormarieee]

In love...

The Confession

Synopsis: Confessions shared with the wrong person gone so sinfully right.

Details: rick grimes x reader, afab!reader, smut—masturbation, unprotected sex, riding, both rick and reader being desperate in the dark. I made the exact reason for the confession and occasion very vague. 18+, wc: 2.6k. Proof read, but there might be some errors.

A/N: Not sure how much I like this one, but I had this idea back in early October and I wanted to finish it and give you guys something after a whole month.

I miss you, I’m sorry. Hope you’re all well!! With love from writella. ♡

Your voice is solemn and heavy as you sigh before starting, “I don’t do this very often,” you say, “I hope this is okay.” Your eyes lowering shamefully as you stop. It’s only the first sentence and you’re finding it hard to continue. It’s almost as if there are needles piercing into your throat. “I just feel so embarrassed,” you admit.

Then you pause.

No response from him comes after.

Only silence fills the dark and hallow space of the wooden confession box. Only your thoughts, every creak you made on the built-in bench, and the light wind that rustled from the cracked door were heard.

You wait a second longer.

Hoping.

But still, nothing.

Part of you was suspecting that Gabriel would have been more inviting, telling you it’s okay; and doing so with his kind and gentle voice, but he wasn’t. He wasn’t doing anything it seemed. You only saw the silhouette of his face when you walked inside— the outline of a nose and mouth, really. He seemed to be sitting as far from the small barred window as he could, but you didn’t dare look again. You didn’t even turn on the light fixture in the corner. Your fear was all too big, and his unwavering quietness made it worse.

Maybe you had come at the wrong time, maybe you interrupted him. You almost wanted to ask. But maybe confessions happened in complete silence… you didn’t know anymore, but at this point, you were hoping so. You had already wasted five minutes and managed only one sentence. Perhaps he heard the fear in your voice and was just trying to be a good listener… yes, maybe, you pretend as you urged yourself to start again:

You breathe in sharply, “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.” The words come out in an uneasy, hushed whisper. “It happens a lot and I know it’s wrong. And you’re probably going to look at me differently after this, but I have to tell someone so I can stop.”

Your eyes screw shut, the next phrase coming out jumbled and continuous as you try to explain yourself quickly: “I’ve journaled about it and told myself it’s wrong but it’s not helping.” You start to weep, almost laughing at yourself, “I feel so stupid.”

You sigh and you almost think you hear him do so too, but you keep going.

“I’ve been thinking about someone,” you finally say. “For a long time. And I know it’s bad, I know it, but I do it anyway. It's all I think about.”

Another pause.

You catch your breath.

You wait.

But nothing.

So, you start again.

“I think I love him sometimes.” And if you couldn’t get any more timid, your cheeks flush, and your voice grows quieter, “I like his hair, and his eyes, those button-downs he always wears…” you smile at yourself, these were silly things, “Even his beard.”

And then you hear him shuffle, and a light sound is emitted.

It startles you, but silence ensues again thereafter. Maybe you imagined it.

“I like his kindness too. People would usually say strong or giving, but that’s what I like to tell him— that he’s kind. I think he’s kinder than other people give him credit for. He’s just protective. Everyone, and especially himself, we put a lot of pressure on him to make the hard decisions, but, really…” and there it is, “that's not the only way I think about him. There are things–” your throat tightens again– “ things that I think about. And things that I do.” Your eyes screw tight as you force yourself to say it, “I touch myself.”

Another bout of silence comes before the question.

One you’d never suspect.

“Can you describe it?” The voice asks, dark and curious.

The cool spring air of the night turns cold, but it adds no relief to the summer heat that burns in your heart as it begins to beat painfully. The texture in his voice, the inflection at the end that lined the sentence as a request, it rings through one ear and out the other and back again in a cycle.

You knew who it was.

“What?” You shriek so lightly as if playing dumb would help you now. He knew who you were talking about, you made it so desperately obvious.

“Can you,” he repeats steadily, “describe it?”

“I… shouldn’t.”

“What other better time could there be?” You can’t tell if he truly means it. His voice remains firm and lets out no hints of his true intentions, but despite doubt, you start anyway. He’s right after all, you’re in here because there hasn’t been a better time.

“I- I start by touching up my thighs, trailing up slowly… I always get so nervous… I never do it fast because I know I shouldn’t do it while thinking about you- about him,” you correct yourself, squeezing your thighs together, your hands gripping the bench tightly.

“But you do it anyway.”

“I do,” you reply meekly.

“You can’t help yourself, can you?”

“I can't.”

“What happens when you finally reach all the way up?”

“Gotta touch myself.”

He puts his hands on his knees, making sure his voice stays leveled. “Where do you start?”

“Rubbing my clit.”

“Do it.”

And then you do. You truly can’t help it. Your fingers slide down your hips to the front of your heat, chilly fingers pressing up against your lips over your underwear.

He hears the little sigh as you finally allow your finger to reach your clit in between.

“How does it feel?”

“My fingers are cold right now, so,” a quick breathy laugh leaves you, “ good, really good.” You rub your fingers in slow circles, but your hand and hips jerk, forcing you to speed up, but you try, try to not seem so pathetic to yourself as if there was any attempt at going back now.

His voice’s a slight strain as he asks, “And what do you think about?” He starts to rub his thighs, feeling his cock stir to the side of his jeans, making the material feel tighter than it truly was. His fingers trail closer, knuckles brushing against his erection. He’s pretending like he can stop himself too. “What does he do in your head, sweetheart?”

“He watches,” you say as your movements speed up again. You really can’t help it now, his voice edges you on. Your hand goes under the band of your underwear, fingers collecting wetness below to bring up to your clit, “He’s standing at the edge of the bed,” you tell him, “he’s unbuttoning his shirt, and then he starts taking off his belt… He’s smiling.”

If only you knew that hearing how bad you wanted him was making him do the same thing on the other side.

You’re panting now, one foot comes up to the bench as you slide yourself over to press your back into the corner of the wall, your head tilting back as well, using the assistance to grind into your hand. “He thinks I’m pretty.”

“That's cause are.” He’s lowered his pants now and takes his cock out from under his boxers. Your words make his mouth gape and his eyes close as he begins to stroke himself. “You really are.”

His smile fades as he bites down on his lip lightly. You’re so needy for him and so desperate to admit it. It makes him feel powerful. Almost God-like, despite you both starring as the other’s tempter. So sweet and sinful the sounds you’re making are. How could he not give in? How could he not make you wet for him even at church and stroke his cock as it happens? You’re making it so easy with every whine and little moan you try to withhold. He could hear you getting restless, but he wants to make you want it more, “Keep goin’,” he tells you. “What’s happening now?”

“I put two fingers in,” you whine, “not big enough. Never enough.”

You let your two fingers stay inside you as you press your palm down on your pussy, rubbing your clit with the underside of your hand. You stop for a moment to take off your pants and underwear entirely, discarding it on the floor before you return to your spot. You put one leg up on the bench as you continue to finger yourself.

“I want him so bad.”

“How bad, sweetheart? What would you let him do?”

“Anything, Rick.” You say it louder than you intend, you’re losing yourself. “Anything for him.”

“Anything?”

“Everything.”

After that only nonsense comes out, simple sounds of desire and pleads. It was becoming too much to talk.

Rick felt the same. His hand on his shaft made quick and short movements, his lips parted and pink, more red on the bottom than the top from when bit his lip again at the words anything and everything for him. He repeated it in his mind, listening to your sweet little whines in the present. His head tilts so far back that it bangs on the wooden wall and he hisses.

It reminds him to compose himself.

Even after you let out another moan of his name, and he swears he could almost hear just how wet you are now, the squish of your fingers going in and out, louder and louder.

He swallows hard and takes a breath before he says, “What if I say I want you in here right now?”

That’s when your movements completely stop. You can hear the wind swirling again. You were speechless.

He turns to the netted window. You two can’t see each other but you know he’s looking. “C’mere.” He says slowly. “Now.”

And after that, your body takes control. Swift and instantaneous you move from your door to his, shutting it hard. You don’t even take a moment to look at him, it was too dark anyway, and that’s not what mattered. You’ve already dreamed of his curls, and the pierce of his blue eyes. You knew what he looked like. It’s time to know how he felt.

Rick takes off his shoes and fully lowers and discards his pants. Before he could even consider his shirt, you’re on top of him. You’re kissing his face, your lips and tongue missing his lips by just a little, but it doesn’t matter.

You begin to rock, your wet pussy making the length of his cock and thigh slick before it's even inside of you. You couldn’t help yourself and it makes him laugh, all cocky and proud. Something that you’d cross your arms to, even quip back at in any other situation but right now, it’s so fucking hot.

His hands latch onto your hips, his legs slide back to hit the wall. He raises your frame and you grab him. Your sticky fingers lace around his dick and then you both lower yourself down onto him.

You try to bottom out fast, but his nails dig into you, slowing you down. Your face reaches back with a pout and a whine as he says, “Wait,” even after he’s inside of you.

Your pussy quakes around him. You’re both trying to hold it together, but he’s faring much better than you.

His hand holds your jaw, thumbs caressing your cheeks and a tear falls from your eye, all the sensations becoming too much.

His eyes trail the sight as it rolls down and he tells you, “You’re right. I do think you’re beautiful.”

And he kisses you. Tongue slipping past your lips just as quickly as they depart, going to whisper in your ear: “Go on now,” he smiles, “show me everything.”

You begin to rock against him instantly. Initiating the kiss this time, your tongue slips into his mouth but his goes on top of yours. He grabs the back of your neck, deepening it, and you continue to take charge below as you ride him.

You squeeze around his cock tightly with every movement forward and you hear a strangled groan come out of him as his dick twitches at the sensation.

It makes you moan so loudly, you could wake somebody up.

But it doesn't matter.

You could even come right now just from feeling him inside you for the first time.

And it doesn’t matter.

“I've wanted you for so long, Rick!” You tell him.

He’s all that matters.

“You’ve got me.” He tells you breathlessly, kissing down your neck with his hand tugging on your hair. “You always could’ve.”

Now you know you’re all that matters too.

Your head tilts to the side, eyes closed, and mouth open for each pretty sigh and slight hiss that come out as he bites and kisses.

His hands lower to the hem of your shirt and he pulls it off. You start to undo the buttons on his too.

It’s fast and rushed and messy, but now your chests can meet. You press into him. Your hips are rocking hard. Your clit meets his pelvic bone making you whine and moan again. “Really good,” you say.

Rick’s hands slide to grab your ass, helping you go faster until they rise to your hips again. His thumbs press into the crevice of your hips and legs and he starts to bounce you on him.

You grip onto his arms, assisting him in his efforts. Your eyes are still closed, you’re smiling— already in a state of bliss, yet relishing in the fact that he was pushing you further and further into the dream-like feeling that was to come: your orgasm was close, and the string of airy moans made it evident to you both.

The way his hands move to caress your waist, trail up your back, roll over your arms, and back down again feels like gliding on ice. You felt him everywhere.

“Come on,” he tells you.

“I'm trying, I want to.”

“I know,” he affirms. He takes hold of your upper arms, letting his hands slide down to yours that tightly gripped his biceps and placed them on his shoulders.

You bounce yourself down on him harder, switching it up to rock on him and give your clit attention, then repeat it again.

Once you’re back to bouncing Rick takes one hand on your hip, helping you go faster while the other rubs your clit as vigorously as he can.

Your mouth is open wide, pants and squirms, and pleads coming out wildly. You almost feel like you’re making the whole box jump along with you as you bounce, and bounce, and bounce, and then… there it is: you shout his name and he speaks back to you, you both come together and ride out your high.

A glow emits as you smile, your head crashing into his as you catch your breath.

Then a noise erupts.

The church door closes.

Steps become louder and louder until they reach the open confession box door.

Rick puts his finger to your lips, silently quieting you both. Your eyes are owl wide knowing what the person in the next section would find in there. You almost squirm but Rick slots his finger into your mouth to stop it. “Quiet,” he mouths as the person next to you drops the wet garments they just touched, almost running out of the place as fast as they could.

You lower your face to his shoulder. Embarrassed, you sigh, “What are we gonna do now?”

Rick is unfazed: “Well,” he starts, picking you up by the hips, securing your legs as you wrap them around him, “we could do this one more time.”

He locks the church door and then walks you down the aisle and onto the podium, placing you gently on the ground. He’s standing above you. Just like it all your daydreams.

It was his turn now.

[taylormarieee]

~LOVE LETTER~

Y'all get yourselves a girl like my sweet baby bella, my sweetie pie Isa!

@writella💓💓💓

Talking to her is like talking to a friend you've known for your entire life, I probably talk to her a lot ore these last couple of weeks than I do with anyone else, granted I talk to a lot of people and try my absolute best to check up on people and make them feel safe and comfortable, but Isa? She does it better than a lot of people.

She is mommy, literally. She's like the best wife EVER! She makes me feel special and her compliments???? Ugh, SHE's GIVING ME A BIG HEAD I SWEAR! (pls gimme head mwah mwah)

She shows nothing but love and she always checks on me when she can and she always... ALWAYS has my back and helps with situations that make me understand and handle the situation differently and make me see things from a different perspective that I wouldn't have thought of.

Isabella, I love you so much. You are an extravagant, beautiful (inside and out), Kind, courageous, caring, outstanding, and by far THE first person- scratch that, the FIRST woman that I have called mommy, and just know I mean it endearingly and sexually😩😘😁

I just wanted you to know this and know that I'm so happy your comfortable with me in your safe space and you can talk to me about any and everything. I will always have your back like you have mine, I love you and omg you mean so much to me<333

Love, Londyn aka(your simp of a wife who admires and needs you<33 mwah mwah!)

[taylormarieee]

what do y'all think of the new theme? Y'all dig or nah?

My boyfriend helped me<33

@liliesdiary @dustbunniess @dollyfl1rt @sinsandsweetness @number1gal @loveforcarl @versatilehater @inlovewithpandora @aerangi @grimesuniversexx @hutchersonsgurl @cherryredstarsreblogs @cherryredstars @writella @oharaslover

[dollyfl1rt]

love everyone on this list and lon lon 🩷🩷

I just wanted to announce a few things...

For one: I'M BACK!!!! I mean I was slightly active but I rarely interacted with my moots, I miss you guys.

Two: I would like to say that I miss all my wives now let's make another list about my wives since Valentine's day was a few days ago and I didn't get to do this.

@dollyfl1rt : I love her so much, she is so cute and I was so sad when her first account got terminated, I thought I lost her forever. I was gonna cry. She's so sweet and a very open and down to earth person. She's someone you can get along with and is so kind. She is someone I feel like I could always talk to about literally anything and I wish her nothing but the best in life. She's amazing. I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day!❤️

@dustbunniess : I love her because she's funny, amazing, very peaceful and just so cute! I love how we have the same interests and can talk whenever, she's obvi a very busy woman but she's someone I look up to and someone I adore very much so Happy late Valentines day baby ;)💕

@sinsandsweetness : My first wife. I love her because she's number one and she's so wise and well spoken. She cares about the people in her life and she reminds me of the goddess Athena smm because she's so wise and just and incredibly smart and wonderful person. I love her with all my heart so as well Happy Late Valentines day babe💋

@liliesdiary : Straight up i'm gonna say it, SHE REMINDS ME OF APHRODITE!!!! Like she's so cute and her aesthetic is so cute and adorable! I love her so much even though I haven't talked to her in so long, she's so sweet and I miss talking to her, I hope everything is good and well for her. I love you my little daughter of aphrodite🎀 Happy Late Valentines Day!

@cherryredstars : This is my little gossip bestie! We literally gossip so much! She's amazing and her fics are just as amazing and she's also so well spoken and adorable. She reminds me of a golden retriever but yet a sophisticated black cat. She's so sweet and an incredible person overall! I wish her nothing but the best in life, and someone better love her just as much as I do. Happy late valentines day baby!💝

@writella : THIS IS MOTHER RIGHT HERE AND I LOVE HER! She is so kind and fun to talk to and I really enjoy talking to her and getting praise from her cuz yk, it's mother were talking about here. I love her and miss her! have not talked to her in a while so I hope she's ok, I love you and Happy Late Valentine's day babes!❣️

@hutchersonsgurl : THIS IS TWINN RIGHT HERE! I LOVE THIS GIRL SMM CUZ SHE'S SOOO FUNNY AND ENERGETIC! I love how we relate to the same things and I love how she is so cool and fun! Love you and Happy Late Valentines day twinn!💜

@luvrxbunny : I love her, we haven't talked in a while but she's just so fun and cool. I feel for her when she has sad daysd and goes through a lot of hard times but I hope she gets through it and I love her so much I hope she feels better and can finally be happy! I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day pretty girl!❤️‍🩹❤️

Saved the best for last... @versatilehater I LOVE THIS GIRL WITH EVERYTHING IN ME EVERY CELL, EVERY FIBER, EVERY ORGANISM AND FUNCTIONING VESSEL! She is my love and my best friend! I love her like no other and I love how she treats me, she is so cute and so sweet and I love her the absolute most! She's so kind and funny and freaky (my favourite part) Shes so amazing and I love her. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MAMA!💓💞💖

I LOVE YOU ALL! HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T HAVE ONE! HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL THE LADIES THAT WERE ALONE!

❤️

XOXO, Londyn<333

[taylormarieee]

Thank you, I love you so much! You. are filled with so much light and I love that about you! There's a kind flame you store and I hope it never blows out.

hehehe please do....🤗

I just wanted to announce a few things...

For one: I'M BACK!!!! I mean I was slightly active but I rarely interacted with my moots, I miss you guys.

Two: I would like to say that I miss all my wives now let's make another list about my wives since Valentine's day was a few days ago and I didn't get to do this.

@dollyfl1rt : I love her so much, she is so cute and I was so sad when her first account got terminated, I thought I lost her forever. I was gonna cry. She's so sweet and a very open and down to earth person. She's someone you can get along with and is so kind. She is someone I feel like I could always talk to about literally anything and I wish her nothing but the best in life. She's amazing. I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day!❤️

@dustbunniess : I love her because she's funny, amazing, very peaceful and just so cute! I love how we have the same interests and can talk whenever, she's obvi a very busy woman but she's someone I look up to and someone I adore very much so Happy late Valentines day baby ;)💕

@sinsandsweetness : My first wife. I love her because she's number one and she's so wise and well spoken. She cares about the people in her life and she reminds me of the goddess Athena smm because she's so wise and just and incredibly smart and wonderful person. I love her with all my heart so as well Happy Late Valentines day babe💋

@liliesdiary : Straight up i'm gonna say it, SHE REMINDS ME OF APHRODITE!!!! Like she's so cute and her aesthetic is so cute and adorable! I love her so much even though I haven't talked to her in so long, she's so sweet and I miss talking to her, I hope everything is good and well for her. I love you my little daughter of aphrodite🎀 Happy Late Valentines Day!

@cherryredstars : This is my little gossip bestie! We literally gossip so much! She's amazing and her fics are just as amazing and she's also so well spoken and adorable. She reminds me of a golden retriever but yet a sophisticated black cat. She's so sweet and an incredible person overall! I wish her nothing but the best in life, and someone better love her just as much as I do. Happy late valentines day baby!💝

@writella : THIS IS MOTHER RIGHT HERE AND I LOVE HER! She is so kind and fun to talk to and I really enjoy talking to her and getting praise from her cuz yk, it's mother were talking about here. I love her and miss her! have not talked to her in a while so I hope she's ok, I love you and Happy Late Valentine's day babes!❣️

@hutchersonsgurl : THIS IS TWINN RIGHT HERE! I LOVE THIS GIRL SMM CUZ SHE'S SOOO FUNNY AND ENERGETIC! I love how we relate to the same things and I love how she is so cool and fun! Love you and Happy Late Valentines day twinn!💜

@luvrxbunny : I love her, we haven't talked in a while but she's just so fun and cool. I feel for her when she has sad daysd and goes through a lot of hard times but I hope she gets through it and I love her so much I hope she feels better and can finally be happy! I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day pretty girl!❤️‍🩹❤️

Saved the best for last... @versatilehater I LOVE THIS GIRL WITH EVERYTHING IN ME EVERY CELL, EVERY FIBER, EVERY ORGANISM AND FUNCTIONING VESSEL! She is my love and my best friend! I love her like no other and I love how she treats me, she is so cute and so sweet and I love her the absolute most! She's so kind and funny and freaky (my favourite part) Shes so amazing and I love her. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MAMA!💓💞💖

I LOVE YOU ALL! HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T HAVE ONE! HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL THE LADIES THAT WERE ALONE!

❤️

XOXO, Londyn<333