𝕎 𝔸 𝕍 𝔼 𝕊 / *

i don't want to be alone tonight – it's pretty clear that i'm not over you . i'm still t h i n k i n g about the things you do, so i don't want to be alone tonight . can you light the fire ? i need somebody who can take control i know exactly what i ⁿᵉᵉᵈ to do. look what you made me do, i'm with somebody new . i'm dancing with a stranger.

[cougcr]

new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

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new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

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new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

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new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

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new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

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new blog   -   i’ll do all replies and starters i owe on there .

[cougcr]

insanc· .

there’s    nothing    more    enthralling    than     being     with    the    forbidden    fruit    .    all   the    sneaking  around      just    make    things     much     more      exciting   ,   the    lingering   thought   of    getting   caught  is rather    arousing    .    “    romantic   ,    as    always   ”    sarcastically     he    commented    .   he    followed   the familiar    path     as    silent   as   possible  .   he    welcomed   himself   inside    her   room  ,   closing    the   door behind    him     before    picking    the    female   up   .  “   ready   to   cum  ?   ”

     spends her days suffering through whatever activities her parents have organised for her in an attempt to make up for the fact she’s been hanging around with HIM ,  has attended more old people’s homes in the past two weeks than most people do in the entire span of their lives   ––   offering to read them stories and serve them cups of tea ,  but it’s worth it when she knows she’ll get to see him at the end of each day .  presses her lips against his cheek as she’s lifted from the ground ,  wraps her legs comfortably around his form as she covers his features in affectionate pecks   ––   ‘  i came twice this morning just looking at a video i took of you ,  but all it did was make me even MORE desperate to have you inside me . ’

[cougcr]

insanc· .

despite    his      evident     despise    for    his     father     ——   he   can’t   help    but    aspire   to   be   him   .  he  wouldn’t    mind    to     bag    a    fresh    meat     when   he    reaches    his     father’s    age   .   the    fact    that  the     woman   is    not    only     young   ,   but    also    undeniably    beautiful   .    the    type   of    woman   he’ll  pursue   in   the    club    until    he   gets    her    home   .    one   of    the    reason   he   stayed   once   again  within     his    father’s    place    is    to   do    his   due   diligence    as    his    son    (   at   least    that’s    what   he  tells    himself   )    to    get   to    know    this     woman   .     he   felt    responsible   to   make   sure   she’s   not   in it     for     the     money   (   though   he   doubts   )      .   with    nothing   but   a    cotton    white    hued    towel   to protect    his    modesty  ,  he    boldly   walked   to   the   kitchen   .   hair   still   drenched    from   the   shower   he just    took   .     “    i    have   a   watch   .   no   need    to    state   the   obvious   ”    he    replied    as    he   bent   down     to     get    himself    something   to   munch   on  .  with    nothing    prepared   already  ,  he   faced   the   female   .   “    yeah  ,   i    did   .   listen  ,   if    you    want   to    start   acting    like    my   mom  .   you   can   start  by     making   me    breakfast    ”     he    paused  .   “   or    let    me    have   you  for   breakfast  ”    he    teased with   a   dimple    smirk   .

        wants to scold him ,  tell him to put on some clothes if he’s going to walk around the house but can’t find any valid reasoning for the request   ––   it’s his home ,  people walk around in towels in their own homes all of the time .  doesn’t want to look at him in such a state ,  doesn’t want to be able to compare his body to HIS FATHER’S   ––   but fuck ,  he’s young and broad ,  and muscular .  is only pulled out of her little daze when he speaks again ,  ‘  don’t be rude . ’  watches him turn ,  wonders how much pressure would have to be put on the end of that towel for it to untuck from around his waist ,  ‘  what makes you think i want to start acting like your mom ?  besides ,  if you wanted breakfast as part of the package you should have ensured your dad was dating a guy with the ability to cook something that you don’t just have to add water to . ’  ignores his last comment ,  it isn’t appropriate ,  doesn’t need someone overhearing him speak like that either   ––   wants to scold him for that too ,  perhaps she really is embracing having a step-son .  shudders at the thought .  people don’t think about yanking their step-son’s towel down and dropping to their knees on the cold kitchen tiles ,  ‘ so this girl ,  what was she like ? ’

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Diana Silvers in Ma (2019)

[pure-archive]

someone let me play a cute young nanny working for a single dad who is just in over his head, and she loves the kids, and they love her, but she’s taking online classes to eventually become a teacher which means she’d have to leave them, and the kids hate that idea so they beg their dad to marry her, not fully understanding what that means. give me an age gap that makes them both think they can’t have the other, even though they both do. pleasseeee

[celebpits]

[cougcr]

––––––––––  @brtva

     cares little for how a third of her martini spills over the glass and onto the surface beneath as she sets the drink down with far more vigour than necessary .  reclaims her spot next to him ,  ensuring that there’s no visible gap between their bodies .  used to ENJOY coming to clubs ,  was in her element every friday night up until recently  ––  now ,  she’d rather be anywhere but here .  isn’t used to being the jealous one ,  and she knew the girls at the bar speaking so  e x p l i c i t l y  about him were doing so with the intention of her overhearing but she couldn’t help but bite .  hand wraps around his arm as lips press affectionately against the underside of his jaw ,  ‘ i’m gonna’ need you to take me into the bathroom so i can show you just how MUCH i appreciate you . ’  honestly ,  if he refused she was ready to drop down onto bare knees on the suspiciously sticky linoleum ,  fully prepared to get arrested for public indecency if that’s the price that had to be paid to cease the smirking and stake her claim . ‘ i mean it ,  i need that cock down my throat like immediately . ’

[kpfun]

Are those the…? EDITH glasses, yeah.

[cougcr]

–––––––––––––   @brtva

      has never been as frustrated as in the times she spent in his presence with him NOT touching her ,  forced to entertain herself in those periods where he busied himself with something that wasn’t burying his cock into one of her holes .  still ,  she’s much fonder than she should be of someone who didn’t seem open to affection in the way she yearned to give it ,  soft gaze never lifts from his features unless he happens to look up from whatever he’s working on ,  will then avert it to the line where the ceiling meets the wall ,  as if that’s even  r e m o t e l y  interesting .  sat cross-legged on the couch ,  she carefully slides lithe digits underneath the fabric of her dress ,  cautious not to let him notice .  index finger pressing between soft folds as she continues to study the side of his face ,  tries to imagine it’s his thick digit threatening to press into her hole ,  or even the bulbous tip of his cock preparing to wreck her  ––  there’s no harm in her entertaining herself ,  but she keeps quiet so as not to be scolded .  isn’t really clear on what she should and shouldn’t do ,  but definitely isn’t going to drag him out of whatever he’s doing just because her fingers don’t feel the same as his .

[zendadya]

I got you. I’m the millennial, I got this.  

[cougcr]

––––––––––   @insanc  –––  based upon ( 2nd point ) .

     it wasn’t as if she’d completely abandoned her faith and started conducting rituals in the wooded area behind her home ,  yet judging by the way her parents had been acting lately you’d  SWEAR  they walked in to her sacrificing a goat .  brunette is leant upon her window ledge ,  doesn’t take him long to appear ,  looking like an eighties wet dream  ( minus the boombox )  nonetheless ,  ‘  i wouldn’t stand around there for long ,  one noise and my dad will have his shotgun pointed out of his bedroom window claiming he thought you were a big raccoon   ––   and who would make me cum if you were dead in the ground ? ’  motions towards the back door directly beneath her window ,  ‘ it’s unlocked . ’

[cougcr]

––––––––––   @insanc​   –––  based upon  .

     had been swept up in the festivities ,  weeks upon weeks of attention bestowed solely upon her as the time until the ceremony lessened and lessened  .   even the following weeks after signing her name on the marriage certificate were wonderful ,  but as the dust began to settle ,  realisation kicked in .  this was it ,  there’d be no more dating ,  no more one night stands nor sloppy touching in the back of a bar .  refuses to consider implications ,  she couldn’t have made a MISTAKE ,  everything she had ever wanted had been laid out on a platter yet as she sits at the dining room table searching for a way to fill the long ,  empty hours while he’s working she’s not sure .  of course she’s rarely alone ,  one of the upstairs bedrooms is often occupied by  ‘ his biggest burden ’  as his father so fondly refers to him  ––  on one hand ,  the blonde hates it when he’s there ,  believes every time he sees her he’s judging her for being wooed into this commitment by nice things ,  on the other she’s glad to have someone around .  physically recoils every time someone refers to him as her step-son ,  watches as he makes his way into the kitchen on a direct mission to get to the fridge  –   ‘ you came in late last night , ’ blonde pipes up from where she’s sat at the table ,  isn’t prying ,  it’s just a general curiosity  (  or so she tells herself  )  ––  ‘  you meet a girl  ?  ’