i donāt know why the idea of older boyfriend jack teaching you stuff is so hot to me. it doesnāt even need to be anything crazy, like imagine youāve always wanted to learn to whistle but couldnāt figure out for the life of you. heās gonna sit you on the couch and show you his technique until you get it. and maybe you also just love the way he calls you a āgood girlā or says āgood jobā once you finally get it;)
A family of cheetahs sleep with the forest guard every night. When the Forest Dept. heard about it, they decided to check the veracity of the claim by installing a CCTV camera. This is what the camera recorded! Just amazing.
also while iām ranting about gender i always see debate about whether girls are rewarded for being tomboys or not and itās like. actually girls are rewarded for mirroring whatever the situation demands of them. girls canāt be too prissy and refuse to play in the creek, but girls also canāt show up to girly events covered in mud. girls canāt have makeup art as a hobby or else theyāre superficial, but if they never wear makeup theyāre a slob and dumpy, etc. itās not that girls are universally rewarded or punished for being tomboys, theyāre rewarded for bending over backwards to always be exactly right for any given situation and punished for breaking those boundaries. so yes a classically pretty girl who cleans up nice is rewarded when she can ALSO be a tomboy. but a girl who is a tomboy all the time is definitely punished for never being able to achieve that prerequisite feminine side. this debate is over now thanks
this is spot on. A woman's masculinity is rewarded as long as it doesn't conflict with being heteronormatively attractive and as long as the masculinity plays harmonising second fiddle to the masculinity of the men around her.
And as a simple offering to all that she has done with her writing, prompt filling, and listening to my craziness, I humbly present three moodboards for some of my favorite series of hers:
Your Boyfriend is a Bitch Headcanon -Mayans Version
Summary: How the guys would react if they overheard some guy hitting on you and saying that your boyfriend is a bitch. Inspiration came from the song below.
A hint of mischief is in Coco's eyes as he turns to you after knocking the guy out who had went from telling you how beautiful you were to telling Coco he was a bitch and he could steal you away if he really wanted to.. "My bad ma" he states with a smile. You had been begging for a normal date night away from the clubhouse and brothers. As much as you loved them and the club sometimes it was nice to have a quiet dinner at a nice restaurant outside of town. You couldn't help the smile and laugh as you shook your head as you reached for his hand quickly moving to your car. "I can't take you anywhere. Always getting me in trouble" he continued as the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance.
"Oh, really? You think you have a chance of taking me?" inquired Angel his voice casual as he turned to the younger guy who had sat down at your table. The guy had been chatting you up since you had stepped into the packed clubhouse looking for your man. Not taking a single word you had said to heart as you told him to back off and that your boyfriend was not one to play with. You watched as the mans eyes widened as he took in Angel and his eyes flickered over the patches. Angel was an imposing man sitting down but when he stood up the guy took off. "Thought I was the bitch?" laughed Angel as he sat back down looking at you.
Short king Bishop oozes big dick, don't fuck with me energy. Which is why you are stunned into silence as well as Gilly and Angel at what the new prospect has just said to him. The air is tense as Bishop contemplates the young man who had just dared to say he could fuck you better than him. "I assume you only said this because you think my beautiful goddess of a wife is a club girl correct? " asked Bishop as he gently taps your hip. Once you have stood up off his lap he stands up and walks to the new prospect who has decided now to shut his mouth. "I'll help you out son. There is no correct answer" states Bishop as he grabs the guys arm and leads him out the door.
Manny is all slow blinks and tight smiles as he listens to the man next to him at the bar describe all the ways he would do you as they wait for EZ to get them beers. "Said she has a boyfriend, dumb bitch doesn't know what she's missing out on. He's obviously a winner since he left her alone." states the man as he nudges Manny who chuckles darkly. "Yeah, the mother of my four beautiful girls over there sure is missing out" he states before punching the guy in the face. "Also im her husband not her boyfriend" states Manny before making his way to you. "This is why I don't bring you out ma. Always got me acting up" joked Manny as he pulled you too him for a kiss.
Guero is all angry forehead press and fists the minute the guy grabs your arm to turn you too him. The two of you had been taking a break from dancing and wee making out in the back of the packed clubhouse. You had mentioned to Guero earlier that the guy had been hitting on you and said he could take your boyfriend in a fight when you mentioned you were not single. Guero had wanted to put his fist through the guys face then but you had been so amused he had pushed the idea down so that he could keep that smile on your face. Now though it was on. No one touched what was his.
The moment your sweet Teddy Bear said excuse me and stood up you knew the guy was done for. It never ceased to amaze you how many people thought it was fun to poke the grizzly bear of a man that was Gilly. You smiled as he blew you and your daughter who was cooing away in your arms kisses before grabbing the back of the guys neck and walking him out of the clubhouse. "Still getting guys in trouble, four days after giving birth" chuckled Coco, making you laugh, as he stood up. "I'll make sure he doesn't kill the kid"
Creeper is silent as he watches you and the guy go back and forth. You have just as much blood on your hands as he does, he knows you can handle yourself. He won't hesitate to step in though if you want him too. He patiently waits for your cue as he sips his beer, chuckling when the guy says he can do you better and asks what position you like. "Do you like having your ass fucked?" you inquire as you tap Creepers arm. "As her bitch of a boyfriend I like to watch her fuck guys in the ass" he states as he looks the guy up and down.
"Who's the bitch now?" growled Bottles as he stood over the guy he had just punched in the jaw much to the shock of everyone. The guy had been following you like a scenthound, not taking your rejection of an offer to dance or to sneak off to a more private area. Even when you stated your boyfriend was a Mayan he was undeterred, going so far as to push you into a wall saying your boyfriend must be a bitch if he wasn't with you. Pushing Guero out of the way as he congratulated Bottles you pulled him to you demanding he take you home to bed now.
EZ is willing to let the guy slide. He's drunk and clearly overcome by your beauty. Who wouldn't be? He could not blame the guy for coming over and hitting on you. He probably figured you two were just friends sitting here having a drink and a chat. Its an easy mistake if you are new like he was. The two of you shared a look and small chuckle when the guy said your boyfriend was probably a bitch. He was going to let hat slide too but when the guy angrily slapped your beer out of your hand.....letting anything slide was out the door.
Part One: Poker Night - Bishop's poker night is interrupted by gunshots.
Part Two: Ambush - Bishop finds out why you were at The Wall that night.
Part Three: Risk - Your dedication to the cause may be the death of you.
Part Four: Lucky - Bishop realises how lucky he is.
Part Five: Nighttime Tea (feat Neron Vargas) - Bishop comes home to find you sleeping.
Part Six: Happy - Bishop realises how happy he is.
Bishop finds the glossy black bag at the top of the closet in the bedroom. Youād finished the last of the holiday shopping this afternoon and had sent him in to retrieve the rest of the Christmas gifts for wrapping when he comes across it. At first, he thinks it must be for one of girls but then he opens it, and his mouth goes dry. Itās black satin, with a lace trim around the neckline.
Itās been a couple of months since the two of you have been intimate, not since before the shooting. Youāve been in recovery, juggling the community centre and the underground network. The desire is there, itās always there but heās reserved with it. He jerks off in the shower almost daily, thinking about those nights heās spent wrapped up in you, fingers in your hair as he kisses you into oblivion.
Fuck heās hard already just imagining you in this thing. His cock strains against the zipper of his jeans, desperate for relief. He finds himself on the edge of the bed, the satin clutched in his fist as he palms himself through his jeans. It wonāt take long, he tells himself. Five minutes at most because the images in his mind, they have him on a hair trigger.
He unbuttons his jeans; his hand slipping under the waistband of his underwear and gripping his cock around the base as he presses the fabric to his face. It smells like you, the scent of your perfume clings to it and he moans at the thought of the material brushing across your bare skin in the dressing room.
Thatās how you find him.
His cheeks flush that pretty shade of pink as you lean in the doorway and clear your throat.
āDo you want me to put it on?ā
āYea.ā He says, his voice rough. āYea I do.ā
You take the garment from his balled fist, your fingertips teasing along the line of his jaw before you tip his chin up towards you so that you can look into his eyes.
āTake your clothes off for me Obispo.ā You murmur as your nose trails along the length of his, your lips barely brushing. āI want to see you too.ā
He undresses while youāre in the bathroom, his cock jutting out, already aching and leaking. When the door opens, and you step out heās surprised he doesnāt come right there and then.
Youāre a vision in black satin, the slip hugs your curves just right, the hem falling across your thighs. Underneath you're bare for him, he catches a flash as you approach, and he mutters an oath because he has never been more turned on than he is right now.
You slide into his lap, thighs hugging his hips. He moans as your wetness rubs over the length of his cock, covering him in your slick. Your hands thread through his hair, tugging just a little and it sends him through the stratosphere, your lips brushing over his. His hips move compulsively, the tip of his dick rubbing against your clit as your tongue dips into his mouth in that sinful little way of yours.
His palms chase over the satin, stroking, kneading, caressing every part of you he can get his hands on. He whines as his cock rubs over your entrance, the tip slipping just inside. Fuck you feel good, but itās nowhere near enough, he needs all of you right now, he needsā¦
You take him deeper, drawing him in until he can focus on is the way your molten hot core grips his dick. Itās heaven, absolute fucking heaven. If he dies tonight, itāll be a happy man.
His hands come to rest on your waist as you start to move, a slow roll of the hips that has him thrusting up to meet you. Already he can feel that tingle in his lower back, the heat rushing through his nerve endings. Heās not going to last long but neither are you, he can tell by the way you clench around him, the fact your breath turns ragged, your kisses languid and messy.
Youāre fucking beautiful when you climax, your mouth covers his, his hand coming to rest on the back of your neck as he drinks in your pleasure. Itās that that tips him over the edge, the knowledge that heās done that to you, that heās the only man that gets to make you come. He spills himself deep inside you, your hips flush against his.
āFuck.ā He whispers into your mouth, a smile ghosting across his lips. āI forgot how good we are at this.ā
You laugh and that fucking soundā¦
Itās the best gift heās received all year.
Love Bishop? Donāt miss any of his stories by joining the taglistĀ here.
Want more Bishop? Read his masterlist here!
Interested in supporting me? Join my Patreon for Bonus Content!
Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee
bubblesMaketheWorldgoRound! :D @bubblesmaketheworldgoround-blog - Tumblr Blog | Tumgag
stormborns
izzy806
germansingergirl
2087
vaporwave
origamiaround
gummygunk
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
titsay
