waywardnerd67

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Thanks for the tag @cosicas-cuquis ❤️

1. Hallway at my school

2. On my way to work and a car was on fire on the highway

3. Revisions on book 3 of my Fangirl Series

4-6. My furbabies: Zilla (18), Betty (6) & Firefly (12)

Tagging: Anyone and everyone who sees this 😊

@impala-dreamer tagged me to post 6 pictures that aren't selfies.

Girl dinner

I had a little accident on the shop's storage room and it looked like a crime scene🤣

I love puzzles

Reorganzing my sticker collection

Loki, my parents dog, he's so sweet

My first shop window display, isn't it cute? It was almost a year ago, now I can do them with my eyes closed😊

Tagging: @percywinchester27 @lunamikk69 @stusbunker @thinkinghardhardlythinking @waywardnerd67 @waywardbaby

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JFC… I was not prepared to see this… good god

You’ve probably seen it but Glen for Vanity Fair “The 2025 Hollywood Issue”

New pics of Glen from Vanity Fair in dead y'all 🥵

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It would be almost worth going to gym if I could see those three

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What I wouldn’t give to awkward dance with these guys 😂

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I needed this morning 🥰 love ya my friend!

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Frat boy vibes… I love it 😍

Beer pong anyone?

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@theglenaissance enjoy 😊

Glen Powell in denim

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^^^Me when I saw this 😍

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It’s the bowleg spread and it’s magnificent 😍

Is this like a Texan dude thing because Jensen Ackles sits like this too

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Damn… this photo took my breath away… one day I’ll look at him like a normal person. That day was not today.

It's exhausting to look at him

Side note: one day I'm gonna drop a picture of him I don't think y'all will be expecting 😉

📸 Gavin Bond

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Only the great @impala-dreamer can make something so cozy also so incredibly hot 🥵

Love this ❤️

Peace and Quiet & No One Else Around

A Short Story

Glen Powell x Reader

Requested by @deanwinchesterswitch for my Cozy Drabbles

1,246 Words (oops)

NSFW, Smut on a train!, Cozy Romance

Cozy Drabbles ‘24 Masterlist

Impala-Dreamer’s Masterlist  ~  Patreon  ~ Published Works

The cabin rocks gently as the countryside whizzes past in a flurry of orange and gold. The November air is cold but the vents by the window push heat through, fogging up the base of the glass. It’s a vignette that frames the scenery, focusing your attention on the autumn colors and stillness of the world. 

The book in your hand goes unread, and you sink a little deeper into relaxation. The blanket is heavy and warm, and the pillow behind you is firm but perfect. It sighs, and you can hear the beat of its heart. 

Glen shifts slightly as you take up more space on the long bench seat. 

“Comfy?” he asks, a grin on his lips and in his voice. 

Wiggling closer, you turn and put your feet up against the wall. The window is in full view now and you let out a happy sigh. “Not bad. You?” 

A gentle laugh vibrates through his chest. “Would be, except this sloth keeps pushing me off the seat.” 

Gasping in fake offense, jump up and turn to face him. “Sloth?” Hands on your hips, the book and blanket fall to the floor. “You wanted to take this trip and now I’m stuck on a train for hours with nothing to do. Don’t call me a sloth for relaxing!” 

His smile is bright, reaching right up to his entrancing blue-green eyes. “You’re right,” he concedes, reaching for your arm. His hand slides slowly down to yours and he squeezes tight. 

“This was my idea…” 

“Exactly.” 

All play melts as he brings your hand to his lips and kisses you sweetly. 

Dimples pop. The charm is thick. “Come back. I’m cold.” 

“Fine.” 

Grabbing the blanket from the floor, you lie back down, this time resting your head in his lap. His left arm settles on your waist and everything is calm again. 

“This is nice though, isn’t it?” he asks, pressing his head back against the upholstered seat. “Nothing to do… peace and quiet… no one else around…” 

An idea prickles in your head and you push your fingers through his. “It is…” 

“Beautiful scenery…”

Gently, you rub your fingertips over the back of his hand and through and around each digit, massaging lightly and intently. You always loved his hands. “Mhm.” 

“Beautiful girl…” 

A shudder of desire strikes as his voice washes over you. Lifting his hand to your lips, you slowly kiss the pad of each finger. 

He hums in appreciation and shifts down a little closer. 

“Nice and warm…” 

Parting your lips, you gently suck in the tip of his middle finger. 

A slight moan rumbles through him. “Damn, baby.” 

Looking up at him, you bring his finger fully into your mouth. As his breath halts, you roll your tongue against his finger and then suck hard as you pull it back out. 

His eyes flutter and his bottom lip drops. 

Another pull on his finger and he squirms in his seat. He moans a little louder and you drag his index finger inside as well. 

“You’re walkin’ down a dangerous road, Y/N,” he whispers, his voice thick and slow. 

Staring at him, you swallow around his fingers and then let them go, sliding them from your wet lips. “Thought you said no one was around?”

He inhales deeply, struggling to fight the surge of arousal your touch brings. “I did.” 

You grin seductively. “So why not enjoy the quiet with me?” 

Quickly, Glen looks over his shoulder, ensuring the cabin door is locked and no one can be seen passing by the small window. Satisfied, he realizes that he’s very much not, and pulls his hand from yours. 

The train approaches a turn around the mountain and gently curves to the left as Glen sneaks his hand into your shirt. His fingers are still wet and he rubs them across your nipple, sending sparks right to your clit. 

Your moan urges him on and he pinches the bud hard. 

“Fuck…” You squirm on the bench seat and close your thighs tight. The pressure makes your pussy throb and you close your hand around his wrist. 

“Hey,” he teases, twisting gently. “You started this…” 

“V-very true…” 

Another tweak of his fingers and your jaw drops as pleasure spreads. You can feel each touch in your pussy as if he was working down there as well. 

“So shut up and enjoy.”

Leaning over, he captures your top lip in a wet kiss. He paws at each breast, tugs both nipples, and watches in lustful fascination as your hips buck into the empty air. 

The train moves swiftly through the countryside, filling the window with a strobe of evening light. Gold flashes off the trees and the sky begins to fade. 

Inside, you’re losing your mind, blanking out completely as Glen uses your body as his toy. He licks into your mouth as his fingers caress the soft inner folds of your pussy; he groans, low and dark as he dips his fingers into your wetness. You can feel his cock press hard into your shoulder as he leans over you, and your mouth waters for him. 

Pushing his hands away, you flip over and earn yourself a surprised moan. 

“Where you goin’?” he asks, eyes mere slits, lips ruddy and wet. 

You bite your lip and whimper while reaching for his zipper. “Wanna suck you so bad…”

His tongue presses against his teeth and sucks in a deep breath. Without a word, he lifts his hips and tugs his jeans down. His briefs are marled gray and you can already see a damp spot where he’s leaked for you. 

The sight turns you on even more and it’s mere seconds before you have him in your mouth, wetting his shaft with your warm saliva before pulling back with a kiss. 

He exhales a deep moan. “Fuck, Y/N…” 

“Mhm…” 

It’s a moan around his cock, a vibration from your lips, and Glen pushes his head back against the wall as his body floods with tight pleasure. It builds deep inside as you worship his cock with sloppy kisses and fluttering flicks of your tongue. He grabs the back of your neck, guiding you deeper, moving you faster, until he’s jerking his hips up into your face and you can barely take it any longer. Your body is shaking with need, your cunt dripping and aching. 

“Please-” You pull back and look up at him with desperate, wide eyes. “Please fuck me.” 

He drags your face up to his and kisses you hard, nearly knocking you over while you try to get rid of your jeans. He grips the back of your head, massages your tongue with his, and hums deep into the core of you. 

Another turn of the tracks and you’re in his lap, lowering yourself down onto his stiff cock. It’s warm and thick and fills you so intensely that your entire body shudders. 

His strong arms wrap around you, holding you close while he rocks up into you. The rhythm of the rails and the pulse of his hips merge and your muscles tighten around him. 

It’s breathless and warm and over too soon. 

Exhausted, you fall into each other's arms, rearranged on the long bench seat beneath the blanket. 

“You know something?” 

Glen sighs and hugs you closer, lays a kiss on your forehead. “What’s that?” 

“I think I like trains now.” 

He laughs, full and happy. “Told ya.”

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Hi my friend! I hope you had a lovely week and have an amazing weekend! Love ya 😘

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Thank you! Another Texas man that drives me crazy lol

And when I lose my entire fucking mind over this man!!!

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