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brian/tim's reaction to opening their lunch box and finding their s/o packed them a lunchable, teddy grahams, juice box, and a cosmic brownie again:

[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

eddie and his love for his partner's tummy...

and not a little flat tummy, a tummy -- a cute squishy thing that protrudes in tight shirts, and is even more pronounced when they sit down. jiggles when they laugh, run, and when he's pounding deep and hard into them, their flesh malleable and soft in under his fingers as he grabs on for support and comfort

god he loves it soooo much, loves when it growls because it means it's time for him to take care of them, or when it spreads out when his partner flops down on his bed, or when it covers his whole face, crushing him straight into heaven, just the way he wants to go out. it's his favorite thing to do when he's had a bad day -- grab his partner, bring them to the couch or bed, and then lay them on top of him, their delicious tummy covering his face, drowning out all of his stress and unpleasant thoughts

and he really loves groping their tummy when they're sitting on his lap, his arms around them as his hands roam and squeeze them, his partner blushing and trying to push his hands away

"mmm, stop, don't touch my fat," they half mean it, mainly driven by insecurities planted in their head by other people

"hey, this is my stomach!" eddie says with a small bite to his tone, eyebrows scrunched in pure offense at being told to keep his hands to himself. "and this isn't just fat, baby, this is my softness," he slowly digs his fingers into their sides to get his point across more

"gotta thank it, take care of it. what you see as just fat, i see as protection for my cock," he runs his hands across the expanse of their stomach, his rings adding a cold spark to his touch. "keeps him warm, safe, 'n protected while i fuck you so deep"

he kisses their shoulder and grinds his hips against them

"you take such good care of me, baby," his eyes are half-lidded as he begins to buck his hips faster into their ass, his hands holding onto them so tightly as they grab ahold of his forearms

"mm, i love your body...love your body...fuck i love you..." he whines and lets out small hiccups as he humps them, just so entranced by them

"please...please let me--ngh...lemme love on you, i wanna go deep inside, pleaseee baby, wanna go so deep in your guts, ngh, in your warmth..." he let's out a loud groan as his cock leaks out a little precum

"of course, eddie, i'm all for you, i love your love, eddie," they whine as their nails dig into his skin, just breaking the skin

eddie hisses and throws his head back, arching his back and clenching his eyes

"oooh, baby, you're gonna make me cum in my jeans, fffuuuck," he grabs more of their flesh, hands moving fervently

he quickly shifts their bodies, himself now on top, one knee keeping them down on their back below him as his hands begin to undo his belt

"mmm, naughty thing, always so good for me," he borderline growls out with a wide smirk on his lips

once his belt is undone he unbuttons his pants and slowly slides his zipper down, tugging his jeans down just pass the plump of his ass, and lazily scoops his cock over the waistband of his black boxer briefs, his large hand stroking his hardening cock as it continues to grow

"mm, im gonna cum all over this precious belly," he pulls their t-shirt up all the way to their chin with one hand. "and you're gonna watch me"

he spits a glob of spit onto his cock, stroking it along his length as he makes eye contact with his flustered partner. he smirks and winks at them, biting his lip while squeezing his tip

"nghh, sexy thing, mmm, and after i cum all over you, i'm fucking you deep," he leans forward til he's face to face with his partner. "so deep you can only say my name"

his sweet baby lets out a whine and nods, too horny to even speak, just so charmed by him. he chuckles before kissing them, his tongue swirling with theirs as he groans and grunts, hips stuttering as he feels himself getting close

"gonna cum, baby, gonna cum all over that sexy stomach, hear me?" he pants as his eyes roll back, the only thing on his mind; painting his partner so prettily with his cum

"mhmm," they whimper desperately

"yeah...mm, i'm cumming...ooooh, fffuuuck,," eddie's hand milks his cock as it continues to spurt more and more ropes of cum

he opens his eyes and chuckles blissfully as he looks at the mess he's made

"now that...that's the sexiest thing i've ever seen," he brings his hand up and smears his release across their skin, loving the way it sticks to their skin

and after a split second of thinking, he darts his head down and takes a big lick with his tongue, starting at their navel and ending at their sternum. he lets out a loud, ragged groan as his body physically shudders in pleasure. he smiles and leans back down for another lick, this time his partner jolting from his touch

"hold still, baby, gotta clean you up now..."

oh how ive missed my sweet freak eddie🤧 this is highkey self-indulgent but idgaf, us chubby bitches gotta stick together <33 also im so high while writing this so genuine apologies for all mistakes <//3

[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

horny thought rq...

tim and brian fucking their shared spouse in a motel room after a mission

tim's in the front, his cock shoved deeeep down his spouse's throat, balls smacking their chin as drool and tears drip down, his hand latched onto their scalp, nails digging in as he grunts and huffs out low, quiet praises, cock twitching and throbbing every time he looks down and sees how cock hungry his spouse is

brian's hitting it from the back, balls smacking against his spouse hard enough to make their legs shake and tremble, his cock going as deep as it can reach, his hands switching from death gripping their ass to smacking it roughly, his animalistic instincts only showing more through the deep growls and heavy pants he releases, his nostrils flared as he takes what he wants

their spouse is in actual heaven, surrounded by their husbands fucking and loving on them so roughly, yet still sweet -- tim caressing their face as he listens to their choking gags, brushing a finger along their skin to dry their desperate tears; brian running his hands up and down their back to soothe their jerking motions as he reaches that spot he knows sends them flying into blinding pleasure

oh yeah,,

and toby's there filming the whole ordeal, stood behind the tripod making sure everything is in frame as he roughly jerks himself off, cock red and swollen from how turned on he is, saliva running down his mouth and out of his gash as his eyes go from watching through the tiny screen of the camera to the actual sight of the three of you

and yes, he does bust when brian pulls tim in for an unexpected yet eagerly returned kiss

[choccyhearts]

really wish i were sitting on toby's lap while we pass a joint back and forth outside, sharing an arizona tea and listening to arctic monkeys, holding hands and just chilling, enjoying the first day of pride month and also the nice summer weather... :3

dream bisexual boyfriend btw, he def gets his partner matching pride bracelets for them to wear <3

and also whats ppls thoughts on taking him to gay bars just to watch him get so flustered by all the pretty people he sees and how accepted he is by everyone -- there is no such thing as being "too much of a freak" here <33 sweet boy is having the best time this pride month :3

[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

thinking about tim's luscious ass and using it as my personal stress toy...

watching tv on the couch, tim's body draped over your lower half between your legs, head rested on your stomach. your fingers tug and twirl his brown locks, enjoying the soft silky feeling of his freshly washed hair. his arms are wrapped around you, holding you still in his grip

as the tension of the show you're watching builds you feel your fingers twitch, craving something soft to release your tension. tim notices immediately when you nearly pull a chunk of his hair out. this isn't the first time he's let you play with him so intimately, but he loves making you beg for it

"whatcha need, sugar?" he asks not moving a muscle

"need to get my tension out..." you say softly, knowing he isn't gonna let you have it that easy

"yeah? how you need me to help?" you curse at him in your head, your eyes burning holes in the back of his head

"need to play with you..."

"you are, sugar, you got my hair right here," you can hear his smug smirk, so proud of himself

"that's not what i mean...need to touch you..."

"touch me...?"

"ngh, please, tim, i need your softness," you whine, embarrassment making your throat feel tight and your stomach turn. he clicks his tongue and playfully rolls his eyes, shaking his head at your meekness

"why're you so shy for? you know i'm gonna give it to ya," he says as he gets up before crawling on top of you, his chest now resting against yours, his ass in perfect reach

"i don't know...i just get scared that you'll judge me or--"

"now, why would i judge you when i like it just as much as you? if it makes you feel better i'll let you do anything, take it out on me, sugar. it's what i'm here for"

your hands paw and knead his plump cheeks, soon sliding beneath his jeans, your fingers digging into the meat of his ass. he lets out deep groans, his cock hardening against you as it always did when you groped him. you pull his cheeks apart, letting your hands glide over his skin, your heart warm and grateful to have a man willing to match your freak

he hums in pleasure as you wiggle and smack his ass, just mindlessly fidgeting with your favorite stress toy. he really does love when you touch him like this, it makes his head spin that he's the one being desired after, that you seemingly need his plump ass to function. maybe you do, because this is the fourth time this week you've asked to grope him, and who is he to deny his partner their fun?

it's when your fingers lightly drag against his hole that he grumbles, shifting in your arms biting his lip. nothing turns him on more than his lover admiring his body, something he never thought would happen for him. he always just sees some old fella in the mirror, decent muscles, and a charming face he knows isn't sore on the eyes, but nothing special, at least he thinks so. but you treat him like he's the most precious thing in the world, the most handsome man in the world -- i mean, you even whisper it to him while you play with him

"mm, that's my strong, sexy man..."

"god, love this body so much, can't belive i'm really so lucky..."

"oh, tim, you're the most perfect man, you're so amazing..."

he could listen to you mindlessly babble forever in his ear as you squish and scratch his ass, forever claiming him as yours

and he'd be lying if he said he hasn't been doing squats lately...or hasn't been purposefully wearing jeans a little too snug on him...or hasn't been going comando every time he's seen you so there's one less layer for you to slide your hands under, making the skin to skin contact easier...

something about your much softer hands touching on the one part of him that's still soft too makes him feel so connected to you, because god, he'd never let anyone do this with him, but he's just that head over heels for you

"how does that feel, big boy?" you whisper as you playfully poke at his hole, not delving any deeper, just wanting to make him squirm

"mm, love your hands, sugar, fuck, you know how to drive a guy crazy...." he murmurs before slowly adjusting his body so he's now face-to-face with you, both of your expressions blissed out and tranquil

"c'mere, gimme a kiss, baby," he leans down and locks his lips with yours, slow and passionate as his hips grind into you, your hands still clutching his ass

"why don't we continue this stress relief in the bed..."

omgg this idea has been in my head for a fat second, i just need to touch on a man with a fat ass nghhhh, also to me, while this is lowkey sub!tim, he's def the type of guy to lie and say he's still dom! because he just loves taking care of you and if playing with his ass is part of keeping you happy and healthy, than yeah, ofc he'll do it, duh ^_^

[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

thinkin abt camgirl!reader and her number one obsessed fan...

♡ Camgirl!reader that acts confident, sexy, yet sweet and polite during all of her shows

♡ Camgirl!reader who has a few regulars who buy her extra content and regularly chat with her during shows

♡ Camgirl!reader who notices one regular in particular has started increasing his donations -- screen name Mr_infatuated23

♡ Camgirl!reader who watches in real-time Mr_infatuated23 buy all of her clips and photo sets in one singular night

♡ Camgirl!reader who personally writes a message thanking him for his support

♡ Camgirl!reader who blushes at his response of, "anything for you darling, there will plenty more where that came from :)"

♡ Camgirl!reader who almost exclusively talks to Mr_infatuated23 now in her shows because he only talks through donations

♡ Camgirl!reader who moans his screen name one night during her cum show, just following the orders of his recent $125 request

♡ Camgirl!reader who doesn't know why this regular has such a hold on her -- sure he spoils her well, i mean hell, he sends money everytime she tweets that she's going out, and he's nice, he always starts her shows by asking how she's been and asking non-invasive questions about herself, just enough to get her feeling comfortable, and in their paid private chats he always asks to get her off despite her insistence that it's supposed to be the other way around, he just says he loves her moans more, and oh of course, he's got a huuge cock, the exact kind of monster she's always dreamed of taking, she was so taken aback the first time he turned on his camera and all that was in frame was...that, and his juicy, fuzzy balls, and-- oh shit....this wasn't supposed to happen

♡ Camgirl!reader who announces that she's taking a small break to focus on things in her personal life, and she will be back in a couple of weeks -- just some time to shake this feeling...

♡ Camgirl!reader who receives a $500 payment from Mr_infatuated23 and a long message filled with well wishes, an offer to talk about nonsexy things, and ends with, "i look forward to seeing my girl again and hopefully better ;)"

♡ Camgirl!reader who nearly cries, hating that such a sweet guy was just a customer, a client, a guy on the internet paying for who knows how many other girls' bills -- because this was a job, that's all, a job she really loved

♡ Camgirl!reader who doesn't come back after a couple weeks, or a couple months...it hurts too much, knowing that she enjoys his attention too much to block him, but she's not strong enough to not break her rules for him, so she decides to just move on, it was fun while it lasted, maybe she'll go back again...

♡ Camgirl!reader who receives a $2k payment from Mr_infatuated23 on a random Friday evening, it's been months since she left her old client

♡ Camgirl!reader who reads the message sent with the payment and feels all of those feelings rush back for a guy she's never even met -- "Hello my darling, been missing you, haven't sent any other girl my money, it's not right. I hope you're well, if I overstepped I apologize, but something broken inside me started to mend when I first laid eyes on you. You're not like other girls online, you've got this genuine glow that radiates off the screen into my soul, you always made me happy that way. Something to look forward to. You can ignore this, I won't be hurt, just needed you to know -- ps, I only listen to your voice to get me off ;)"

♡ Camgirl!reader who breaks her rule and video calls him for no charge, just needing to speak to him and hear him say those nice things he does again

♡ Camgirl!reader who talks with Mr_infatuated23 nearly every day, nothing sexual, just about each other, their days, and eventually, just flirting unashamedly

♡ Camgirl!reader who falls asleep to his voice, loving how his smooth sweet talking makes her heart vibrate and her pussy clench tightly

♡ Camgirl!reader who happily agrees to a virtual date with him, falling harder when she finally sees his face -- yes, each and every other time they talked he always wore a bandana over his mouth and sunglasses over his eyes, or angled his camera down against his chest/arms, knowing she loves the view -- he's definitely not some internet troll, more like a prince charming straight out of her dreams

♡ Camgirl!reader who gazes at Mr_infatuated23 as he recalls a story about him and his buddies getting too drunk and trying to find their way home through the woods, his laughs at that once horrific night as he views it with hindsight make her smile wider, the way his eyes nearly sparkle as he realizes this date is going very well, even if it is just two people talking to their webcams eating pizza hundreds of miles apart...

♡ Camgirl!reader who makes him keep his face on camera from then on out, wanting to always stare at her prince charming -- "Darling, I'm far from a prince charming", "Coulda fooled me.."

♡ Camgirl!reader who starts camming again and making content due to his insistence -- "If you miss it, go back, you were wonderful, you're really in your element when you're being sexy. I ain't got no jealousy"

♡ Camgirl!reader who finds that to be true, as he supports her, leaving sweet comments and giving her ideas for her content, continuing to donate despite her efforts to tell him he doesn't have to and even playfully offering, "Maybe someday I'll be the one helping you make those videos ;)"

Someday comes sooner than they thought ...

♡ Camgirl!reader who meets Mr_infatuated23 at the train station, throwing her arms around his neck as he scoops her up, squeezing her tightly to his chest, searing this memory into his brain forever

♡ Camgirl!reader who takes a break from posting for the week he visits, wanting her attention to be fully on him

♡ Camgirl!reader who's stream goes live one night unannounced, her viewers trickle in, commenting how surprised they are until they realize their favorite girl is definitely not by herself -- a hand shifts her in the lap she's sitting in, going down into her panties

♡ Camgirl!reader who throws her head back, grinding against the hand, a low "good girl" is heard from behind her

♡ Camgirl!reader who finds herself getting fucked rawdog on stream for all her viewers to see, her sweet boyfriend -- I mean Mr_infatuated23 -- driving his thick cock deeper and deeper, making sure the camera gets the message across clearly; this pussy is his now

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who's so glad his plan worked perfectly...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who was so lovesick over his sweet camgirl he just needed to know everything about her, and sure he probably shouldn't have found all of her personal information before he even spoke to her, but that doesn't matter now that he has her...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who tells himself he only stalked her to make sure she's safe, there's a lot of weirdos out there and it was so easy to find her house he had to make sure no one would hurt her...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who always changes the subject when she asks what it is he does to earn so much money he can give it to her at any moment -- "Enough of that, I got something else I can give ya"...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who becomes his sweet girl's camera man, palming himself as he watches his baby make herself cum again and again, having to get multiple takes because she keeps moaning his name...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who gladly joins her anytime she asks, having no problem being a human dildo for her to fuck and use, just as long as his face is covered...

♡ Mr_infatuated23 who goes to sleep every night holding his dream girl securely in his arms, so smug over being the one thing she can rely on in her life...

Imagining: Timothy Wright, Brian Thomas, Ticci Toby

uh oh, choccyhearts ovulating again so expect freakiness in my next works, and hopefully that part 2 i promised (writers block sux <//3)

[choccyhearts]

i <3 being delusional

i <3 being in love

i <3 having fun

i <3 babygirling grown men

i <3 writing ooc

i <3 writing comfort

i <3 writing smut

i <3 writing fluff

i <3 being cringe

i <3 imagining softness in a world that feels so void of it

i <3 imagining happiness for characters who otherwise never would experience it

i <3 making a safe space for yearners, freaks, and lovesick weirdos

cheers✨️🚬

~ choccyhearts

[choccyhearts]

okie, i love pet owners who buy merch of their pet (me asf cause i have sm bunny stuff all over my apt)

so do we agree jeff buys big dog merch and possibly makes his own, like a shirt with a shitty drawing of smile dog that just says like "beware of dog" or sum dumb shit, but he doesnt care he thinks its tuff asf

probably's got a mug that says "best dog dad" and he buys himself presents on fathers day "from" smile

toby: "w,where'd ya get that m-mug?" (pointing at "life is better with a husky" mug)

jeff: "smile got it for me"

toby: "...?" (he's thinking: when'd that dog get a bank account?)

[choccyhearts]

still working on the part two of this post, sadly life has been crazy (aka killing me with a cold) and work has me busy, but i hope to have it out before the end of the month ^_^

thank you all to everyone who has been liking/reblogging my posts, and i really appreciate all of the comments i get :33

~ choccyhearts <3

[choccyhearts]

thinking abt motorboating tims chest, just like walking up to him, ripping his flannel open, shoving my face between his muscly pecs and going to town while he just stands there shocked and grumbling like he's annoyed but not moving, and then walking away like nothing happened...

also i feel like he would hate (love) being grabbed by said flannel and being kissed passionately 😙

[choccyhearts]

Beach Trip // Brian Thomas x Reader

Note: all of this rainy weather lately is making me yearn for a beach trip with brian🌞🏖...

Cw: Fluff, g/n!reader(no pronouns mentioned), pet names(peach, doll, darlin', baby), a little suggestive/sensual for a sec but no smut or anything explicit, lots of flirting from brian, mention of weapons (he's gotta stay strapped), if i missed anything lmk!!

Unfortunately, because of his line of work, Brian isn't able to take you on nice long trips, as much as he'd love to. It's just too risky, and he never has enough time. So, you settle on a day trip to a nearby beach just a few hours away.

In order to make the most of the day, his plan is to head out before the sun comes up. He loads up his truck with a cooler, tote bags full of snacks and beach gear, and anything else he thinks you might need. He's desperate for this trip to go on without a hitch, so he made sure to stock up on your favorite drinks and food, makes sure to bring extras of everything "just in case..." -- even brings a first aid kit because "you never know...".

Normally, he's laid back and doesn't plan so hardcore, but this is the first time he gets to take you out for an excursion and he is not going to let anything mess this up. He hates that he can't truly give you everything -- like a normal life -- but he'll do his damndest to still make you smile.

After he's got everything in the truck, he does a quick inspection, despite having done one the day before. He just needs to make sure his other baby is running just fine and won't leave ya'll stranded.

Once he's satisfied, he goes back inside and creeps into your shared bedroom, quietly crawling over to you still nestled in your blankets on the bed. He gently wraps his arm around you and pulls you close to his chest, his soft lips kissing your temple. You grumble, turning your face into your pillow not ready to wake up.

"Awh, c'mon, got the truck loaded up now. You can sleep on the way," he whispers, continuing to give you kisses -- his usual method of waking you up. You just look so pretty and peaceful, and it breaks his heart disturbing you, so he always goes the gentle route of getting you up. You whine and try to turn over but his grip on you is strong.

"C'mere," he says as he stands from the bed. He wraps you up in your blanket like a cocoon before lifting you up into his arms. You mewl and bury your face into him, hands clinging to his biceps as he carries you outside.

"So cute, you know that?" he says as he looks at you with pure adoration in his eyes.

"What time is it?" your voice is scratchy, just barely loud enough for him to register.

"Early," he says as he places you into the passenger seat.

"Mmm, just five more minutes...it's still dark out," you pout as he tucks you in, making sure every part of you is covered and warm.

"Darlin', if you wanna spend the day at the beach, gonna have to leave early," he says as he buckles your seat belt before kissing you on the forehead. "Now, how's that feel?"

"Cozy," you sigh sleepily, slowly starting to fall back asleep. He chuckles and kisses your cheek, turning to head back inside. "Mm, don't forget my--"

"Already got your bag in the back."

"Did you get my--"

"Your sun hat is in the back."

"Can you get--"

"I'm just about to grab you a pillow, don't worry," he squishes your sleepy cheeks, totally overcome by the feelings of love. "Can't have my peach uncomfy."

He goes inside and grabs the last few things before it's time to head out. He plays the radio softly as he drives, a big thermos of coffee clutched in his hand. Every so often he glances over at you still asleep. It feels like a dream come true finally getting to take his peach out for a trip.

He always loves having you in his truck with him, it just makes everything feel real. He doesn't know how to explain it, but having the best thing in his life in the same truck he's spent some of his worst moments in just makes him feel like everything is okay. That there is still pure love and happiness in this world, and there's still softeness for him.

When you do wake up you're about halfway to your destination. You two talk about nothing in particular as you eat the muffins and fruit he brought. When you start getting ready in the small mirror of the sun visor he drives a little more careful, not wanting you to poke your eye out or something as you do your skincare routine.

"You look so stunning, peach," he says with his classic charming smirk on his lips.

"Thank you, Bri," you say, pulling his free hand up to your lips to kiss.

As you arrive at the beach your bodies are buzzing with excitement. Lord knows how long it's been since Brian's gone on a trip for leisure or fun so he nearly leaps out of the truck once it's in park.

Ever the gentleman, he races around to open your door, helping you hop down before bringing you in for a passionate kiss that catches you off guard. You smile as you kiss him back, already liking how relaxation looks on him.

You find a nice quiet spot away from the other beach goers. You lay out the big picnic blanket you brought and set your bags and cooler down so the blanket won't blow away. When your spot is set up, you go into the truck and change into your swimsuit and cover up.

"Well, shoot, don't you look like a dream," he says as he watches your body shine and glisten in the sun. "You wear this for me?"

God, he just loves to flirt with you. Doesn't matter you're already his, he's a smart man and he knows one way to keep the spark alive is by always winning you over, he needs you to know how desired and wanted you are.

"You're not looking too bad yourself, sir," you say as you fingers lightly caress his exposed torso. It's rare to see Brian wearing so little clothing in public, but for you (and because of this heat) he made sure to wear one of his short sleeve button ups (with the buttons undone😮‍💨) and a pair of red swim trunks.

"Mm, better stop peach, 'fore the people get a show they ain't ready for," he tilts your chin up with his index finger and kisses you slowly, teasing you as his tongue lightly pokes at your lips. You softly moan into the kiss as his hands squeeze at your hips.

"Pretty peach, actin' like I didn't give it to you so good last night," he murmurs making your face flush.

"Briii, stop, you're making me hot and bothered now," you pull away and sit down on the blanket, not actually wanting to get down and dirty at the beach (with all these people around).

"Shouldn'ta wore such a pretty outfit, then," he says as he sits next to you.

And of course, the sensual vibes don't stop there. He "helps" you put on sunscreen, and by "help", I mean he does it for you. He squirts some of the lotion into his hands before warming it up and applying it onto your skin. And, hey, it's not his fault his hand slipped! "I mean, you do need coverage everywhere, doll!"

But when it's your turn to apply some on him, oh boy do the vibes change, because for some reason, your rough and tough man is also so very ticklish. His arms, neck and face are fine, his back he twitches and jumps a few times, but when it's time to put some on his chest and stomach he's just a ball of giggles.

"C'mon, Bri! I don't want you to burn!"

"I'll be okay!," he laughs, your hands running up and down his sides.

"How did I not know you were this ticklish?"

"I usually--" he cuts himself off with a full-bellied laugh as your hands rub the lotion into the skin of his tummy. "Baby, please! I usually just hold it in!"

Your eyes soften at the sight of your man. His face is red from both trying to hold in his laughter and failing to do so. His smile is unlike most you've seen him give you -- no lust, no charm, no hidden meaning, just pure happiness.

When you're both adequately protected from the sun, you decide to go for a walk by the water, hand in hand as your feet leave footprints in the damp sand. He brings your hand up to his every now and again to kiss, giving you the sweetest eyes as he does so.

"I've dreamed of this moment since I met you," he says as the two of you sit on the picnic blanket, hungrily devouring the sandwiches you made the night prior.

"You've dreamed of eating sandwiches with me?" you say with a shit eating grin.

He rolls his eyes and clicks his teeth, "I'm tryna be sweet and you're just teasin' me."

"Noo, no, I know what you mean, Bri."

"I've just wanted to give you everything, and today it feels like i can."

You two continue to eat in comfortable silence, your hands occasionally intertwining in the chip bag you share.

After lunch, he lays down on the blanket, your body curled next to him as you take a small, much-needed nap. Normally, he wouldn't dream of letting his guard down, but your snores paired with the warmth of the sun and the soundtrack of nature lull him to sleep (and also he's got one of his hand guns in the picnic basket right next to ya'll). The gentle sounds of the breeze rustling the trees and the waves splashing against the shore are mesmerizing, he doubts he'll ever feel so at ease again.

When you awake to the alarm on your phone, you notice most of the people have either left or gone further down to the rowdier part of the beach. You decide to take advantage of the emptiness and finally get in the water, just for a little bit. You strip off your cover up, Brian letting out a loud wolf whistle that causes you to bashfully cover yourself.

"Noo, come on, lemme see that pretty body, peach," he brings your hands away as his eyes run up and down your form. "Mm, that's the nicest view here."

"Shut up, Bri," you playfully slap at his chest. He shrugs off his shirt and takes your hand in his, leading you to the water.

The coldness shocks you at first, too accustomed to the warmth of the sand. Once you make it to where the water hits your waist, Brian pulls you close to his chest. He holds you firmly as the waves crash against the shore and your bodies. He looks around, noting all of the people far away and the emptiness around you. Nothing but gorgeous shades of blue, and green, and tan. It feels like he's inside of the logo on your suncreen bottle.

"Y'know, baby--" he starts but is interrupted by his body suddenly hitting the water. He sinks down completely submerged for a split second before resurfacing. He wipes the water from his eyes, fear creeping up that something is about to ruin his perfect day, until he sees the way your eyes shift as your grin widely, attempting to back away. You. Of course.

His eyes lock on your body as you giggle, trying to apologize half-heartedly but it's too late. Like a tiger stalking it's prey, he inches closer slowly before he pounces at you, wrapping you up in his arms as he pulls you under the water with him. He lets you go when you're underwater, allowing you to resurface. As you gasp for breath he chuckles, "You didn't think I'd let you get away, did'ya?"

You respond by splashing water in his face which makes him retaliate immediately, a splash fight ensuing. As the two of you laugh and play, a warmth settles in Brian's heart. He already knew you were the one, but times like these prove to him you were meant to be. He hasn't had fun like this...maybe ever, and he never wants to again if it's not with you.

He picks you up bridal style, holding you tightly in his arms before tossing you into the water. He does this a couple times, loving the squeals of excitement you make. After a bit more playing, you decide to dry off.

He wraps you up in a big, comfy towel before covering himself. You sit on the blanket, chugging water and watching the sun begin to lower.

"This has been the best day ever," you say, laying your head on his shoulder.

"I'm very glad you had fun, darlin'," he rests his head against yours, never wanting this to end.

But unfortunately, it has to.

You load everything back into the truck, but not before taking some pictures together. He even records you collecting seashells with his camera.

"Show me what ya got," he says, zooming into the shells in your hand.

"Well, this one is really cool, its multicolor and has a part of it broken off, but it's so pretty I don't care," you say, holding the shell up to the lens. "And this one, I got cause I like the color of it, how it sparkles. And this one, I got for Tim cause it looks like a cigarette. And this one, I wanna put on a necklace."

"That'll look real nice on ya," Brian grins down at you. He leans over the camera and kisses you sweetly.

As you put your new treasures in the glovebox for safekeeping (right next to his other hand gun), Brian climbs into the driver's seat, mentally preparing for the long road home.

"Can we stop somewhere for food? I'm totally craving a burger," you say as your now tired body melts into the seat.

"Of course, darlin'," Brian says as he reverses out of his parking spot. "Anything for you..."

He places his hand on your thigh, his thumb running across your skin soothingly. You lean over the console and kiss his cheek, whispering a soft a "i love you" into his ear.

He squeezes your thigh as he whispers back, "i love you too."

As you drive through the evening, a comforting feeling sets in Brian -- home really is where the heart is, and his heart is always with you.

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omgg im so glad ppl are liking my boyfriend!toby >_< hes such a sweet boy and i just wanna shrink him and keep him in a glass ball that sits around my neck and keep him safe <33

[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

okay so we know brian loves his camera...

so im just thinking abt brian who obviously records you two having sex. he records more often than he doesn't honestly. he just loves seeing you writhe and pant and fall apart through the tiny screen of his camera, loves panning down to where you're both connected -- makes his cock even harder knowing he's giving it to you so well

and since he's soooo obsessed with making sex tapes with you, he decides to give you a little gift one day

you open the small gold colored box set in your hands by him. you pull away the small ball of fluff resting atop the contents. your eyes practically sparkle as you look down at the necklace laying against a blanket of velvet. it's gold and shines beautifully in the light, the words reflecting in the iris of your eyes

"thought it'd look cute on ya when we make our movies," brian says in a low voice

the necklace reads, "pornstar" in a curly, sexy cursive font

he chuckles at how shy his gift makes you as you still haven't moved a muscle since seeing it

"cat got your tongue? pretty shy for being my little pornstar," he drawls, his signature smirk plastered on his lips

he pulls the necklace out of the box and holds it up to your neck, bringing the clasp together to interlock

"now everyone will know what a dirty slut you are f'me..."

he lets the chain go and sits back, admiring how it looks on you

"mm, i think i'l have you wear that all the time, honestly," he licks his lips. "too cute to take it off"

he leans forward and takes your chin in his hand making you look up at him

"what'd'ya say?"

"thank you, sir," you say meekly, your eyes making him melt inside

"you're welcome, my peach," he leans forward and gives you a tender kiss, his hands bringing you closer to him. "why don't we see how it looks on camera..."

he picks up his camera off the bed where you're sitting, clicking it on

"give me a big smile, sweetie..."

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(18+!!)

imagining boyfriend!toby watching you roll a joint...

you're sat on the floor in the living room, your elbows propped up on the coffee table as you dump out the now ground up flower from your grinder. tobys sat right next to you, criss cross with his knee on top of yours to feel close. he watches you as you gently pull out a pink joint paper from the pack

his hands fidget with the cat squishy locked tight in his grasp, his eyes glazed over with adoration -- and excitement too. he loves smoking with you, it makes me him feel the most euphoric he's ever felt, and it's not the weed that's got him feeling thar way. well, he does love the weed too, of course. you pick strains that will give him the best, most beneficial effects as opposed to making things worse, which he greatly appreciates, he falls even harder knowing you care about him so much

but what he really loves is you -- the cute rolling papers and cones you choose, the bong you have that's covered in stickers hes given you, the music or shows you choose that hit just right, the snacks you have ready to go once you're nice and baked

he loves the concentrated look on your face as you, in his eyes, expertly roll. something about the way you look is so attractive, the skilled way your fingers move just gets him going

and even now, as you stick your tongue out to lick and seal the now rolled joint, toby's body vibrates from how enamored he feels. he squeezes his cat squishy to the point it rips when one of his tics makes him jolt harshly. his eyes iris in on your beautiful mouth, a warmth igniting in his heart and further down...

and he just cant help himself

youre just about to turn to him and ask if he's ready to smoke when he darts his head under your shirt -- well technically his shirt that you're wearing

"what are you doing, tobes?" you laugh

"y-you just lo-ook so h-hot!" toby breathes out as his hands begin to grope your chest and stomach

"you're such a cutie, y'know that?" you say, hearing a loud whimper in response. you smile and gently caress his head through the fabric, just so in love with your sweet boy

he starts to kiss and nibble at your flesh, his legs wrapping around one of yours

"c-can i, please?" his voice is small and meek as if this is the first time he's loved you like this

"mm, you sure you deserve it?" you tease before placing the joint between your lips

"i'll please y-you so w,well, i promi-ise," he says as he starts to tug at the hem of your underwear

you bring your lighter up to the joint and spark it, puffing out a couple hits before replying, "yeah, sweet boy? gonna make me feel so good?"

"y-yes!"

you take another hit, holding it in as you pull the collar of the shirt away from you. toby looks up at you with wide, blissed out eyes as you exhale and blow the smoke in his face -- something that makes him melt internally

you let the collar go as he coughs a little

"alright, be a good boy and make use both feel good"

"oh, th-thank you!"

he tugs your underwear down and wraps his legs tigher around your leg, beginning to hump like the excited puppy boy he is, his twitches increasing his pleasure

"you want a hit first, baby?"

he nods against your skin and shoves his head through the collar, letting out a loud riiip

"toby!! i liked this shirt!"

"i-it was mine anyw-ways," he says as he brings the joint to his lips, a smirk on his lips. "but i'll give y-you another o,one of mine later"

you roll your eyes but your lips are wide in a giddy grin, always amused by your sweet toby. he leans in and kisses you with an open mouth. you happily reciprocate, allowing him to breathe the smoke into your mouth. you hum contently as you exhale, going in for another kiss with him

it was gonna be a long, amazing night...

♡♡♡

wrote this fried af so im sorry its sloppily written but i needed this thought out

[choccyhearts]

toby as your boyfriend would be sooo cute T_T he's such a sweetheart <3...

boyfriend!toby that watches trashy tv with you with 0 complaints...

boyfriend!toby that listens to your music, your podcasts, watches your reels/tiktoks, asks you to read your books to him...

boyfriend!toby that gives you the first sip of every drink you share together...

boyfriend!toby that likes your plushies and fidget/stim toys and he loves to hold onto them when he's having an episode...

boyfriend!toby that gets so excited to see you, throwing his arms around you and kissing your forehead on the spot...

boyfriend!toby that has your picture as his lock and home screen which he kisses like a soldier at war when he's on his missions...

boyfriend!toby who supports you know matter what you wanna try -- new hair do? new job? new hobby? "you g-got this, b-babe!"...

boyfriend!toby that likes to take you to the park, holding your hand as you walk along the trail or gazing at you bashfully as you sit next to the pond, your skin gleaming in the sun...

boyfriend!toby that sends you pictures of cute animals or cool bugs he sees when he's away...

boyfriend!toby that likes to wear your perfume/cologne, asking you to spritz some on him every time you put some on...

boyfriend!toby who likes to sit in your lap if you're not sitting in his...

boyfriend!toby who gets you matching bracelets, one in his fave colors and the other in yours...

boyfriend!toby who just loves your relationship so much ^_^...

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thinking about big, tough, doesn't-take-no-shit boyfriend vs your tiny rat dog

when you first brought him over to yours you warned him about you guard dog and how she would probably try to get all over him and bark nonstop. he assured you that it'd be okay, he likes dogs

but he was eating his words the moment he stepped through the door. snapping and scratching at his ankles and calves was your little chihuahua, pickles

arf! arf-arf!

pickles barked like the house was on fire at your strange guest

"pickles, no! stop it! that's a bad girl!" you cry out as you bend down to pull her away

arf! arf!

your boyfriend's face is stuck in a surprised but annoyed glare, his eyes glued to your dog's angry, beady eyes. he was not expecting such a tiny rat from how you described her. pickles continued to snap, getting him a couple times on the leg through his pants, but the pain barely registered to him

he wiggled his leg to get the dog to move away

"scram! you little devil dog! baby take 'em away from me!" he calls out but there's no real heat behind his words. he already knows better than to hurt your baby based on the bedazzled spike collar latched around pickles' neck. you clearly loved that creature for some reason

you picked her up and pickles immediately melts into your touch, whining and burying her face into your body as her tail wagged happily. her little squirmy body was warm and soft, like a living plush toy, her short golden fur soft as nothing you've felt before

"aww, did the bad man hurt you? huh? did he scare you? aww," you coo at her before throwing your boyfriend a playful grin. he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms at you. "poor pickles, she's so hurt. aren't you, girl?"

pickles whined in response, her large, wet eyes blinking slowly at you

"c'mon, peach, ya know i didn't touch her," your boyfriend argues back. "you two are ganging up on me"

he takes a few steps closer and looks down at pickles

"i'm sorry pickles-"

"ms. pickles," you correct him with a smirk

"ms. pickles," your boyfriend playfully rolls his eyes. "i'm really sorry if i hurt you"

he held his hand up to her nose for her to sniff which she did hesitantly. after a moment of sniffing she licks his hand, giving him the okay

you both smile down at her as he began to gently stroke her fur with his thumb

"hey, guess she thinks i'm acceptable."

it wasn't perfect between him and pickles, though. she sometimes likes to hide his things when he stays over. or barks in his face when he's asleep for too long. she also uses his body as a staircase to get to you, just bypassing his calls out for her to sit with him

when he takes her on walks, she often likes to throw little tantrums if he looks in her direction while she relieves herself. or she'll stay in one spot until he relents and carries her home in one of his arms, tucked between his side and his bicep

but he still tries

he buys her treats from the nice pet stores, and gets her new clothes and collars and toys. he even got her a bed in the shape of a heart (which she only goes on when he's not there)

as much as he wants to hate her, he can't. not when she likes to sit in his lap while he drinks his morning coffee at the table. not when she let him teach her new tricks, like how to play dead and bring him the remote. not when they cuddle together in your bed for a nap, anticipating your return...

he'll always try and play it off, "he's just doing it to make you happy", he says, but deep down that little rat dog has a special place in his heart....

pic from pinterest

Imagining: steve harrington, eddie munson, clark kent, timothy wright, brian thomas, ticci toby, jeff the killer, eyeless jack