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Zeus just gotta understand man, I’ve been across dimensions to swim in some milk. So imagine what i’d do to fuck blood of Zeus Apollo?

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A reader that fights back? I need a reader that waits until Rafe falls asleep to take his own golf clubs to his head. And when he tries to hit her again, reader reminds him that “you may be bigger than me, but you need to sleep at some point” and THATS on fed up!reader.

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https://www.tumblr.com/webinurcloset/702200272110370816/want-to-give-ari-levinson-a-tongue-cramp

bro what the fuck 😭

BARKKKKARUFFRUFF ARE YOU NOT SEEING THE VISION

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LITERAL CRUMBS IM FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE

im so mad, nate mann is SO old hollywood coded and yet we have nothing, i'm gonna live from mota crumbs, alone, in my little corner thinking about his curls and his blue eyes

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a need,, it’s the missing piece

Carmy should date a Latina... it wouldn't solve his problems but he would at least have a good sex

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𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 | 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘇𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼 𝘅 𝗼𝗰 ౨ৎ

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 carmen berzatto x latina!oc ‪‪

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 new relationship, tiny flashback, cutie little makeout sesh

"thank you for cooking me dinner," elánis said in a soft voice, a pretty smile growing on her face as looked back at carmen, unlocking her apartment door to allow both of them to walk in.

carmen leaned against her kitchen island and watched her lock the door back up with one hand, a bouquet of white roses tucked carefully in her other arm. he offered to hold them for her but she hasn't let them go since the moment he gave them to her earlier that night. a small smirk appeared on his lips, and his eyes followed her body as she made her way over to him, setting her purse and flowers on the counter.

"you're welcome," he responded in an equally soft voice, the lowness of his tone making elánis' stomach begin to flip.

elánis was the first girl that carmen took interest in in a minute. almost 4 weeks ago he leaned up against the front of the restaurant with a cigarette dangling lazily between his lips. he was on his one of many smoke breaks of the day, it only being 10 o'clock in the morning. his staff was fucking his day up and it had just barely started. he patted down the front of his jeans in search for his lighter, only to grumble to himself when he couldn't feel anything. after realizing his back pockets were also empty, he leaned his head back against the rusted brick wall, muttering a groaned out, "fuckkk."

without lifting his head up, his ears perked at the sound of high heels clicking getting closer to him. the girl slowed her pace down slightly as she squinted her eyes at the frustrated man, the unlit cigarette threatening to fall out of his mouth.

"you need a light?" she asked him curiously, keeping some distance as she stopped in front of him.

she didn't smoke cigarettes. but, she had an insane candle collection, an obsession with palo santo and sage, and liked to smoke blunts in her bathtub.

so obviously she took her baby pink lighter everywhere she went.

carmen's head shot up as soon as he realized the girl was talking to him. "uh, yeah. please, if y'don't mind," he said awkwardly, his eyes involuntarily scanning her face. her black hair was sleeked into a ponytail with a deep side part, the ponytail part so long it reached the leather belt that tightened her gray slacks around her waist. she wore thin rectangular framed glasses that barely hid her dark lashes and eye makeup. she wore a glossy pale pink shade on her lips with a brown lip liner defining her pouty lip shape.

carmen thought she was beautiful.

so beautiful that he worked up every ounce of courage he had to ask for her number before she rushed away to work. she quickly took his phone and typed in her number in his notes app, also typing out her full name and putting the kissy lips emoji next to it.

carmen's work hours honestly sucked, but most times when he was free he made it a point to see elánis, even if it was just for an hour. that's how they started going on casual dates. he would sometimes pick her up from work and drop her home during his late breaks, or he would go with her to get the strawberry-vanilla smoothie she drank every morning. tonight however, was the first time they got to spend more than an hour together. they got to drink, eat dinner together, listen to music, and talk for hours.

elánis leaned her stomach against the island slightly, the deep v cut in her shirt making the glowy skin of her breasts more exposed as she tapped her french tipped nails against the countertop near her bouquet. carmen's eyes slowly trailed down to her chest before looking back up at her face. "lemme help you with the flowers," he said softly, grabbing them with his large hand and heading towards her sink.

elánis peeled her heels off as she watched carmen run water over the stems, cutting away the extra branches. her bare feet padded against the tile floor as she reached up into a cabinet, pulling out a clear vase. "you think this ones pretty?" she asked carmen while placing the case next to the sink.

he chuckled quietly as he nodded his head, "yeah elá, it's real pretty."

elánis continued to watch carmy prep her flowers, her eyes almost never leaving his arms. his tattooed biceps flexed involuntarily with every single move he made, and a faint vein began to expose itself through his skin. "next time you cook you should let me come over earlier to watch," she told him, her head lulling to the side as she watched his muscles tense.

"oh yeah?" he asked with the corner of his mouth lifting as he turned his head slightly, watching how she looked at him.

"mhm," elánis mumbled, watching him place the bouquet in the vase and fill it up with some more water. she moved away from the sink to walk up to carmen, making him lean back against the island once more and look down at her. her hazel eyes seemed darker in the warm lighting of her apartment, especially when she was just looking at him through her thick eyelashes. absentmindedly, she traced his forearm that was resting on top of the counter with her thumb nail as she took hold of his other arm, bringing his hand down to rest on her waist.

"you had a good time tonight?" carmen asked, trying to cover up his shaking voice by being quiet.

"i did," elánis admitted, sounding all sultry. carmen couldn't help but be obsessed with her voice. she spoke so calmly and feminine, yet there was a soft rasp to her tone that always made his cheeks grow hot. "did you?"

he nodded, tucking his pointer finger in the loop of her jeans to gently tug her body closer to his. "i did."

keeping one arm propped up on the counter behind him and one hand on the girl's waist, carmen leaned down and gently nudged her nose with his, feeling the slight coolness of her minty breath fan against his lips.

"that's good," elánis whispered, tilting her face upwards so her lips ghosted over his.

a grunt that sounded almost like a "yeah" was all carmen could get out before he closed the tiny space between them. he pressed his lips against her so delicately that it felt as if they were barely there, his heart beating the fuck out of his chest.

he had never kissed her before, he was always too nervous.

elánis smirked against his lips, softly grazing the tip of her tongue against his bottom lip, silently letting him know that this is what she wanted.

carmen's moved his arm from behind himself and gently grabbed the back of elánis' neck, his large calloused fingers pressing against her skin to hold her in place as he kissed her again. a low, quiet whine escaped his lips as she deepened the kiss, slowly pushing her tongue in his mouth and pulling out, gently pulling his bottom lip with her teeth.

"what time you gotta wake up tomorrow?" elánis asked, carmen pecking her lips again.

"like 5:30," he mumbled.

elánis stood close to him, the middle of her stomach pressed up against his belt buckle, as she turned her head back to look at the time on her oven. it was almost 1.

"you're gonna be tired," she told him softly, looking up at his perfectly blue eyes. she ran her nail against the darkened skin underneath his eye and sighed. "you need sleep carmy."

he stood quiet for a second as he leaned his face against her delicate touch.

"this is way better than sleep," he said quietly, rubbing his thumb against the jean material on her hip.

elá giggled quietly and nodded her head, "means we gotta do this more often."

"yeah," carmen said, "yeah i guess so."

tilting her face up towards carmen, elánis gently held his jaw as she pressed two baby kisses on his lips. "text me when you get home, okay?"

he nodded, slightly chasing her lips with his as she pulled away. "okay."

carmen grabbed his jacket off of her barstool and shrugged it back on, stuffing his wallet and car keys into the pockets of his vintage jeans.

elánis watched him silently, leaning her head against her apartment door with a small smile on her face.

carmen walked over to the door, ready to head out. "goodnight elá," he looked down at her, lips still plump and pink from earlier. elánis pressed her lips against his one more time, lingering there for a few extra seconds before resting her bare heels back on the floor.

"night carm," she blinked slowly up at him with half-lidded eyes, making her lashes look all pretty. "get home safe."

with a sleepy and small smile, carmen promised her that he would and walked down the hallway of her apartment. once he got home he texted her, smiling at the picture she had sent him of her in bed with her cheeks all puffed out and her glossy lips puckered close to the camera. her skin was shiny and he could see that her hair was damp, knowing that she had just got into bed herself.

he was obsessed with the idea of more casual dates with her.

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Nice vs. Kind

Reblogs welcome! Also, you can put in the tags if you are west coast or east coast, for funsies.

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OOOO MUNCH,, AND THE FACIAL HAIR THE EARRING THE NECKLACE RAWR

I wanna eat his biceps ong... i'm screaming

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ur gross 🥳

ABOUT RAFE?! WILL GET NASTIER

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s3 e2,, rafe sleeping in his suit looking all dewy IDK HOW MUCH MORE I CAN TAKE WHY IS THAT HOT RAWRR

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how dare u….i thought we were primas 😭😔 even after u tried to steal my hombres

this might be the only week that I’m obsessed with mine and left urs alone

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RAWRRRRRR MY TWO FAVES,, THEY ARE A DUO I NEED SO BAD

act like a brat, get punished like a brat

words: 1k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, exhibitionism, spanking, punishment, drugs (reader is high, rafe is a dealer), established relationship, fingering (in front of barry), barry tastes reader?? lol

you knew you were being a brat, you knew you would get punished for it later, but you didn't care as you whined and pressed your face into rafes bicep, wanting more attention from him.

“baby, i love you.” rafe hums. “but shut the fuck up.”

you pout, your hands trying to grab at his, to lace your fingers together, but he's busy, busy chatting with barry, going over whatever business stuff, when the next coke shipment is coming in, plans for upcoming parties where people will buy from rafe.

your boyfriend never tried to hide his dealing from you, and you honestly didn't care if it meant access to free drugs. he doesn't let you do them too often, not wanting you to get addicted and strung out like some of the people he sells them too, but he let you take a hit of weed so you would sit happily through his talk with barry, but it just made you needy instead.

you manage to stay quiet for an entire minute before you whine again, trying to force rafe to put his arm around you, to let you get closer, to let you snuggle into his side.

“she's a needy little thing, huh?” barry questions, raising his eyebrows. you glance briefly to him before burying your face in rafes skin again.

“goddamn it, y/n.” rafe groans. he takes your face in his hands, smushing your cheeks together, forcing you to keep your reddened eyes on him. “stay quiet baby.”

“kiss me.” you plead, puckering your lips.

rafe sighs, hating showing this type of affection in front of barry, but he hopes a kiss will keep you quiet as his lips press against yours.

you moan into his mouth, making rafe pull away with a glare. “you got your kiss now keep quiet.”

you nod, leaning your head against his shoulder. you manage to distract yourself by tracing shapes on rafes thigh, mostly hearts and stars.

rafe and barry move on to talking about some people whose names you don't recognize as your patience begins to dwindle again.

“rafey.” you complain.

he pulls away from you, an angry look on his face that says you've finally pushed him over his limit. 

“stop being such a brat.” he grunts.

“rafe, man, it's fine. if your girl needs you to go-”

“no, she can have a bit of fucking patience.” rafe interrupts barry, pulling you down onto his lap, moving you to line your stomach up with his thighs. 

“rafe!” you shout when he flips the bottom of your skirt up, putting you panties on display, not caring that barry is watching with his dark gaze.

“you act like a brat, you get punished like a brat.” rafe says, bringing his hand down on your ass, the slapping sound echoing throughout the room.

“ill be good.” you whine, squirming on his lap. you try to reach and pull your skirt back down, but rafe takes your wrists and holds them together, pressing them into your lower back.

“stop it.” rafe says, giving you another spanking. he looks back up to barry, not caring about the surprised look on his face. “keep fucking talking barry.”

barry continues whatever he was saying, even as rafe delivers another spanking to your bum.

you feel tears welling up in your eyes and bury your face in the couch in shame, especially when the next spanking rafe gives you makes you let out a muffled moan.

“first you act like a brat in front of barry and now a slut?” rafe questions, looking up to his friend. “man, do you see what i have to deal with?”

barry just nods, looking at the smooth curve of your ass. he won't say that he wishes you would act that way for him, clearly needy and desperate, not caring how depraved you're acting.

rafe doesn't miss the spaced out look on barrys face, the way his eyes track down your exposed thighs.

“baby girl, why don't you tell barry you're sorry?” rafe questions.

you squirm again, letting out a muffled sorry, before you shout when rafe delivers another hard spanking.

“you look at someone when you apologize.” rafe says, tugging your oanties down your thighs. you squeal and press your legs together, not wanting barry to see your leaky cunt.

you turn your head as rafes hand rubs over your exposed red skin. “‘m really sorry bear.” you say, using the nickname rafe chastised you not to use, just to feel another spanking delivered, this time to your bare skin.

“it's okay, doll face.” barry says, licking his lips as he leans forward from the couch across from you, trying to get a better line of vision to your pussy.

“open up your legs.” rafe says. “show barry how wet you are.”

rafe doesn't really want barry to see you like this, but he needs you to learn your lesson, whether from the spankings or the embarrassment of barry seeing you this way. maybe every time you think about him it'll be a reminder to behave.

you spread your legs, tilting them towards barry as your pussy spreads. rafe smiles down at you, moving his fingers through your folds, spreading the wetness around.

“you gonna offer barry a taste?” rafe questions, letting go of your wrists.

“that's your girl man…” barry says, not sure if rafe is trying to set him up.

you reach down anyways, swiping your fingers through your cunt. you hold them out to barry, keeping your eyes on his mouth as he leans over the coffee table separating the couches, wrapping his lips around your fingers. he sucks the juices off your digits, his tongue briefly flicking against your fingertips before he pulls away and sits back.

rafe grabs your hands to hold them behind your back again, not ready to let you move freely as his other hand continues stroking over your pussy.

your eyes stay on barry, even as he spreads his thighs, showing off how hard he is in his shorts.

rafe suddenly pushes a finger into your cunt, making your back curl as you let out a moan.

“happy now, slut?” rafe asks, thrusting his finger with very slight movements. “you got the attention you needed?”

you whine, burying your face in the couch again.

“answer me.” he commands, pulling the finger out and spanking your ass.

“yeah.” you say as rafes finger retakes it's place lodged inside of you. “gonna be real good now.”

“that's what i thought.” rafe grunts.

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thinking about captain john price being built like this

oh… (18+, gn!reader)

in my humblest of opinions, the ‘strong dad bod’ is one of the sexiest fucking builds a man can have and i can’t stop thinking about them

especially if price had one *screams into my pillow like an idiot*

can you imagine how obsessed he’d be with draping his body over yours ?? like if you’re at the kitchen counter, or standing on your toes to reach something on a high shelf, price would be smushing himself right up against your back

big arms wrapping around your torso, large hands splayed over the softness of your belly, the warm mounds of his pectorals and stomach pressed firmly against your back

he’d tuck his head against your shoulder and kiss your neck and the side of your face, pushing more of his weight onto you

such a good hugger, so warm and cozy and safe <3 would also be used as a human weighted blanket and i’d hope to god he’d trap me beneath him oh my god

imagine running your hands up and down the smooth, fatty ridges of muscle that took up most of his abdomen and arms. the hair too !! ugh i’d just pet him for hours like a little cat lol

*sarah paulson voice* THE HORNY IS ESCAPING !!!

thinking about the feel of this kind of body draped over your back as he fucked you hard into the mattress, both of his hands on your hips and keeping you pinned so that he could rut into you like a man starved

mmm or his large hands wrapped around your legs and keeping them bent up towards your head while he drills into you, his own soft tummy rubbing against yours

price with a muscly dad bod like this would make you put your legs over his wide shoulders while he’s eating you out, one hand on the pudge of your lower stomach and the other squeezing the flesh of your arse

god his cock would be so fucking thick like don’t even get me started 😭

he’d stretch you open so well too, make you come almost one too many times before he’s easing himself into you and stretching you open with a moan of your name

or or you’d ride him and constantly running your hands and/or nails up and down the soft dips of his body, moaning as his cock hit so deep and almost made you come within mere seconds of sinking down onto his cock lmao

i’m so horny for price and this type of body oh my god i just can’t

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😈👩🏼‍🦲🎀🐇🦌

my top five

Bro is not coquette

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OOOOOOOOOOOO I CANT BEATHE,, I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS RAHHH

fanfic like this scene with josh futturman or what chat.