[danforthfox]

You sweet thing

Pairing : Dbf!Bascolm X Reader

Summary : Your father invites you to go fishing with him, you accept mainly because he mentioned a beautiful lake house he will be visiting and thought you would use the space to get over your cheating ex. You end up meeting one of his old friends who owns the little cabin.

Warnings : Age Gap (mid to late twenties reader and 40s Bascolm) Dry humping, mentions of cheating (your ex), use of swearing, slight intoxication. (If I missed anything please tell me)

Authors Note : It’s here! Long last, as supposed to be posted last night but I got really sick and still feeling terrible this morning but it was done, and just needed a polish up before posting! Hope you enjoy, it’s my first plot and smut based fan fic!!

You joined your father on his fishing trip in the mountains. He didn’t ask you directly but he said you could come if you wanted. No work, no internet, no your ex trying to get hold of you apologising for ‘accidentally’ cheating on you with multiple woman.

It took around a day and half to get to the cabin. Oh, it was beautiful. The lush green trees that spammed miles and miles around the place. The nearby lake, the water was clear and crisp. You thanked your father for letting you tag along. You wasn’t too close with him, but he knew you needed a break.

A ruggish man came out of the cabin as he smiled, greeting your father with a big hug and pat on the back.

“Bascolm! How are you buddy?” Your father said him. You wasn’t expecting anyone else to be at the cabin, surely not this hunk of a man. Your father turned his attention back to you.

“You remember my kid right? I know you’ve only seen them in photos. Hope you don’t mind that they came too. Poor kid needed a break from their dick of an ex”

“Dad! Tell everyone my business why don’t you?” You huffed, looking away as your father sighed.

“I’m sorry but he was dick.. But yes, I am sorry..” Bascolm chuckled at this father-daughter display.

“S’fine. Glad you could make it. It’s real beauty here. I’m sure you’ll get over that boy in no time” He playfully winked at you, making you blush softly.

It was night now, your father had long gone to bed as you and Bascolm were talking, sharing a drink together. You liked how easy he was to talk to about stuff, unlike your father. The conversation flowed so nicely plus his accent made his words melt like honey on his tongue.

Bascolm leaned back on his chair, as he looked over at you. “Why would a guy cheat on a woman like you? That ain’t a man, darling. Far from it.”

“A woman like me? Whatever do you mean?” You giggled, as you were a little tipsy. You wasn’t much of a drinker so it all went to your head. “You think I deserve better? Maybe.. I just need someone older..”

You stopped as you looked at your drink, putting it down. “I’m sorry.. I think I should go to bed now. It’s getting late and I don’t want to keep you” You stood up, losing your step a little as Bascolm stood up and grabbed your waist.

“Let me help you, and remind me to not let you into the whiskey again” You blushed as you felt his hands firmly on your waist, helping you back to your room. Once he had sat you on your bed, he let go. You whined gently at the loss of contact. He was so kind, and caring.. more of your ex was when you were slightly tipsy. No, you were just drunk. You couldn’t be having these thoughts.

You looked up at him with glossy eyes as he walked out of your room, closing the door behind him.

A few days since you embarrassed yourself in-front of Bascolm but maybe he didn’t mind your comment because he was finding anyway to touch you. Innocently of course. When you were washing the dishes, he would press his body against your back as he was putting a dish in. Another time, you were sitting on the pouch, looking out over the trees and lake at night, he came and sat by you. His knee gently rubbing against yours.

All of these little touches wasn’t accidental, you were sure of it. So when your father went to nearest town to grab more beers and food for another bbq (which Bascolm suggested) you wanted to confront him about it.

You sat on the sofa, just a few seats from him, as he was reading his book. Bascolm looked up and smiled. “You’re so far away sweetheart. Come closer. I don’t bite” You slightly blushed, moving closer to him as he moved his arm for you cuddle into him.

“What you reading?” You quietly said, as he turned to look at you. His breath catches a little as you looked up at him with these eyes. Eyes that could only described as needy. Needy for his attention, for his affection. He smiled, not breaking eye contact and told you the book he was reading.

“Sounds fun..” You teased, as he chuckled. He put his book down, turning his full attention to you. Bascolm smiled, gently rubbing your cheek.

“It’s pretty good book. Helps pass the time, helps not think about things” He said, as his fingers playfully touched your neck lightly. You shivered, as he smirked. This was dangerous game, you didn’t when your father would return as you had no idea how far the next town was.

“Yeah? You can tell me..” You whispered as you leaned up closer to him, both of your noses briefly touching. “I can keep a secret.. I promise”

You both looked into each other’s eyes, his thumb had moved over to your bottom lip, resting on it gently. You squeezed your thighs together in anticipation. Bascolm removed his thumb, and asked you burning question.

“You want to be my little secret? Darlin’, you’re more than that..” He confessed. “You know that..”

You tilted your head, confused. Maybe you did get the wrong message. “I’m sorry.. did I get-“ You were cut off by his gentle kiss on your cheek. You were shocked, then you smiled softly.

“No.. I just know that your father will be back soon and.. if we start something. I’ll not wanna finish until we both more than satisfied. You specifically” Bascolm smiled as you returned the kiss on his forehead.

“Yeah? You promise?” You giggled as you bit your lip, moving in closer for a kiss on the lips as you heard your dad’s car came back much earlier than expected. You groaned, your dad unknowingly just cock blocked you.

“Told ya. Now, go on back upstairs. I’ll see you later..” He winked as you smiled, getting up but not before you sneaked a quick kiss on the lips which earned a quick slap on the ass as you ran up the stairs giggling to yourself just as your dad came back.

“Jeez. The prices of gas are back up again. Must be cause it’s almost summer break and people wanna shack up for the summer..” Your father chuckled to himself. He asked Bascolm if he had any new ladies recently, which he replied with a no but he does have an eye on one.

“Oh yeah? Well, good for you. Hope it works out for you then. Me and my wife have been in a little rough patch recently but we are seeing it through.. slowly” He sighed, before putting the beer and food into the cooler and fridge for dinner later.

It was now dinner time, your father had cooked up some food on the grill, just your usual stuff. Burgers, mostly. You were all sitting together at the table as Bascolm sat across from you. You knew it was risky but you couldn’t help yourself as your foot played with his own under the table. It was cute and harmless, until your father noticed you were getting red in the face.

“Are you okay, honey? You’re looking a little red..” He put his hand to your forehead to check your temperature. “Hmm, finish eating up and lay down, okay?” Your foot stopped playing with Bascolm’s as you nodded. “I’m not really hungry anymore. I’ll just go lay down for a bit..”

You got off your chair, as you walked past Bascolm, as he gently smiled.

Later in the evening, you couldn’t stop thinking about Bascolm. It was everything you wanted, it was exciting and yet, you were nervous. Your trip was only for the next week, so was this going to be just a fling? A quick escape? You laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling as your thoughts continued to spiral.

There was a soft knock on your door. You had assumed it was your father so you were quick to dismiss him but it was Bascolm.

“Bascolm?” You couldn’t help but smile as you got out of bed and opened the door, hiding behind it as you were in your pjs. It was a set that you brought online, the shorts were a little shorter than you wanted but you knew you wouldn’t walk about in them with your father present.

“May I come in?” He whispered, as you poked your head to look around making sure your father wasn’t around.

“He went out fishing. If you were wondering, he asked me to check in on you..”

He looked at you, as you opened the door more for him to come in. You closed the door behind him, standing near the door. Bascolm walked around the room, before sitting onto your bed.

“You know, it’s been a while since anyone played footies with me under a table..” He chuckled, as you covered your face. You were getting embarrassed as you smiled into your hands before uncovering your face.

“Well, if I was sat next to you, I would have tried to hold your hand or something..” You walked over to him, sitting next to him.

“You’re honestly the sweet thing ever. That boy never did deserve someone like you. You want me to take care of you?” He patted his lap as you nodded, moving to sit onto his lap.

He rested his hands onto your hips, then pulled you closer to him. “How about we finish off that kiss from earlier? Been waiting all evening for it..”

Bascolm leaned in to kiss you. It was supposed to be gentle but you both couldn’t help but get swallowed by your own lust for each other. The only sounds you could hear was Bascolm groaning into the kiss as you were gently rocking yourself onto his growing bulge.

“Take off your shorts and panties.. I want you to make a mess on me..” You look at him, blushing madly as you get off his lap, pulling down your shorts and panties. Bascolm pulls you back onto his lap, gripping your ass and slapping it a little, making you whine.

The new feeling from underneath you felt better than before as Bascolm slowly began to guild your hips before you took full control again. Your slick was beginning to show on his clothed bulge.

You began to rock faster onto his clothed cock as he was kissing your shoulder nipping it slightly. All you could do was moan his name as you begged for his cock.

“I know baby, next time.. I promise” Bascolm kissed your lips as you continued to rut faster onto his lap as you whined his name, your legs began to shake as your orgasm came hard.

You panted into his neck as you gave it little kisses, mumbling how much you wanted him. Bascolm nodded, smiling at every little praise you gave him.

“Good girl.. You enjoy that ride?”

You lifted your head, your eyes were dark and hooded as he rubbed your cheek as you leaned into it, kissing his palm.

“Can I pretty please..” You go for this belt but he stops you, grabbing your hands with one of his.

“I told you, next time.. babydoll. I want this too, I really do” He gently rubbed his nose with yours, as he picked you up and took you to the bathroom to run you a nice bath. He sat you onto the edge of the tub as he began to fill it.

You played with your hands in your lap, as Bascolm turned back to you. “What’s going to happen when I leave? Is this.. just it?” You met his eyes as yours were a little glassy with tears. You really liked Bascolm, he was everything your ex wasn’t. You were surprised that he didn’t have a wedding ring on or a partner already.

He cupped both of your cheeks. “Did I really leave that good of an impression?” He tried to joke around, before wiping your tears away.

“Darlin, youre so much more than just a quick fling. We can discuss this later, okay? Your father will be back soon..”

You nodded as you kissed his nose, then his lips softly. “Okay.. handsome” Bascolm smiled softly at the nickname. “Already picking nicknames huh? You’re so sweet..” He kissed all over your face, holding you so you wouldn’t fall into the bath.

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[unc-peepaw]

Sammy, my beloved

[danforthfox]

Haven’t started Southland yet but I have seen clips of that scene and YOOO, what was the idea behind it? 🤭😳😳

[shawnhatosyssilverpubes]

Watching a movie with Gentle!Pope and he's spooning you on the couch while you use his bicep as a firm pillow, his hand fidgeting with the hem of your shirt when he can't quite focus on the movie.

But then towards the end of the movie when the unexpected sad ending comes- he feels your breath slow, small pauses in between as your eyes lock on the screen and he's rubbing up and down your sternum as he pulls you in closer and lets you wipe the subtle tear on his sleeve. Kissing the top of your head as his other hand grabs the remote to turn off the credits.

"s' okay sweet girl, just a movie yeah? C'mere what's wrong, hm?"

And he's rubbing your skin up and down softly trying to soothe you but you keep tearing up and talking about how sad the ending was— he can't fully understand why a movie is making you so emotional but he still wants to make sure his pretty girl is okay :(

( In my head he talks to reader the same way he talks to Lena— like all sweet n shit to make sure she knows shes safe<3)

[tears-of-acid-and-sluts]

This gif is making me SICK

Gif provided by lovely @grant-reilly

[harryscherriess]

this is so older professor jack abbot that you have a crush on and he flirts with you but knows nothing can happen until you graduate

[danforthfox]

Soooo when is the fic dropping? 😩

[0nlyangelxx]

Hooking up - J. Abbot

pairing: Jack Abbot x fem!reader

summary: Hooking up with Jack, but there's love blooming. Also, a lot of Mckay in this lol.

Warnings: Sexual explicit content

a/n: I like this one, it's so cute...

Any ideas or requests, don't be shy to let me know!

Thanks for all the love,

you guys are the best <3

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“I need to get fucking laid,” Mckay sighs as she’s in the middle of what seems like an endless amount of charting she has to do.

“Huh?” you turn your head, stopping yourself from typing away on the computer.

“I need sex,” Cassie tells you, fully turning on her stool so she faces you. “It’s been too damn long.”

“Oh.. yeah,” you give her a quick nod. “Me too.”

That's a lie.

You’ve been having sex nearly every day for the last few months. Not regular old sex.. great, mind-blowing, hot, steamy sex. That with no other than the attending of the night shift, Jack Abbot.

A flashback of the two of you from last night pops into your head.

Jack is holding onto your legs, pushing them back against your chest as he’s thrusting inside of you, balls deep. His grunting mixes together with your whimpering, the only other sound to be heard is the soft creaking of the bed.

“You’re taking me so well, sweetheart.” Jack praises you, hips moving faster against you as your nails dig into his shoulders where you’re holding onto him. “Such a good girl for me.”

“Feels.. so.. fuck-” you cry out softly, back arching as he keeps hitting that sweet spot inside of you.

“Yeah?” Jack leans down to brush his lips against yours. “That good, huh?” he whispers and watches you nod at him before capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

Mckay smacks her hand down on the desk you’re seated at, snapping you back to reality. You look over at Cassie and watch a scoff leave her mouth as she shakes her head softly.

“You’re so full of shit,” she says.

“What?” you furrow your brows, not following.

“You lied,” Cassie states. “You’re lying to me.”

It’s not like you want to lie to Mckay, besides being your colleague she has also become one of your best friends. The two of you share everything with one another, you’ve never not told her about the men you were sharing a bed with.

However.. this time, it’s more complicated.

Jack is a colleague, more than that.. he technically is one of your superiors. You and him have therefore decided that it’s best to keep things quiet, not tell anybody about what’s going on between the two of you.

“You are having sex.” Mckay states, crossing her arms over her chest. “Why haven’t you told me about it?”

“M’not having sex..” you shake your head softly.

“Liar!” she calls you out once more, a shocked look on her face as she can’t believe you just lied to her again.

You look down at your hands in your lap and sigh. It’s an internal struggle, there’s nothing more that you want than to be able to talk to Cassie about what’s going on between you and Jack. It’s just that.. you promised Jack that you wouldn’t tell anybody about it.

“What are we talking about?” Santos wheels her desk chair over to the two of you, in need of a break from her charting.

Mckay turns her head to look at the brunette. “Sex.”

“Oh..” Trinity looks from Cassie back to you before sighing out. “It’s honestly something so good yet it can curse you at the same time.” she says. “I can’t even function around Garcia anymore.”

“Yeah.. well, that’s what happens when you hook up with a co-worker.” Mckay tells her. “Always a bad idea, makes you unable to focus on work anymore.”

She’s not wrong.

You’re lucky that Jack is working on the night shift so you don’t need to treat patients with him. Whenever you see the man during shift changes, you are a mess. Just a look of him is enough to make you weak in the knees. You find yourself a real capable doctor but whenever he’s around, you turn into a lovesick fool.

“Oh my god.. that’s it,” Mckay’s words bring you back to the moment. “That’s why you’re not telling me,” she realizes. “You’re sleeping with a co-worker.”

Color drains out of your face as you hear her words. Santos is all ears, loving the hot gossip, but you can’t get yourself out of this situation fast enough.

“That’s not what it is.” you tell Cassie before getting up. “Excuse me, I need to check up on a patient.” you announce before walking away.

Mckay is quick to stand up and follow you, not believing you one bit. You can hear her walking behind you but choose to ignore it, not knowing how much longer you can keep up with all the lying.

Cassie calls out to you as she notices how you’re pretending not to hear her follow you. There’s no patient for you to go and check up on so you decide to walk straight into the break room, not knowing where else to go.

Mckay walks inside and closes the door behind her by leaning against it. The break room is occupied by only the two of you.

Cassie crosses her arms over her chest and watches you run your hands through your hair, trying to stay strong but easily breaking once you lock eyes with her.

“I’m sleeping with Abbot.” you spill out the truth.

Cassie’s lips part slightly as she takes in your words, still shocked by your admission even though she knew she was right about her hunch.

“Doctor, Jack Abbot?” she questions.

“You know any other Abbot’s that work here?” you glare at her.

“Oh my..” she mumbles, still in shock.

A sigh leaves your lips as you let yourself fall down on one of the chairs around the table. You move a hand over your face, feeling the disappointment settle in as you realize you broke your promise to Jack.

Mckay moves closer towards the table you’re sitting at and ends up placing herself on a chair as well. A loaded silence fills up the room, making the both of you sit back and just give one another a look.

“M’sorry for dragging it out of you,” Cassie is the first to speak up. “Couldn’t help myself,”

“I’d do the same to you,” you tell her, a soft smile spreading on your lips which she mirrors onto hers.

The silence moves back in, your mind racing with a sort of panic. You know Mckay won’t tell a soul but still.. It's somebody who knows, a person that can easily make a mistake and tell someone by accident.

“Didn’t know you liked 'em’ that old.” Cassie says, holding back a smirk as you lock eyes with her again.

“Yeah.. got a thing for older, authority figures with issues.” you tell her. “So, it was either gonna be him or Robby.”

A chuckle leaves her at your words, causing you to laugh as well.

“How is the sex?” Mckay asks, ever so curious.

You look over at her and hold back a smirk. “Amazing.” you tell her. “Like mind-blowing each time.” Your words get Cassie all excited for you. “He makes me come multiple times, every time we have sex.”

“Oh my god,” Mckay’s eyes widen in shock before she starts smirking. “Damn, grandpa still’s got it.”

Laughter leaves your lips at her words before giving her arm a nudge. “Don’t be mean.”

“M’not,” she’s quick to say. “I’m really happy for you.” Cassie sends you a smile. “You deserve to have great sex.”

“Thank you,” you give her a smile back.

Silence falls back over the two of you and that’s when your phone buzzes, you furrow your brows before reaching into the pocket of your scrubs. When your eyes land on the screen, you see how it’s Jack who texted you.

Talk about the devil..

Jack: Can’t sleep.

Jack: How’s your shift going?

This is what’s been happening more and more lately, it’s becoming less about the sex. Not that the two of you are any less physical, but he’s not only reaching out anymore to be intimate. Yesterday, you actually went on a date. He took you out to dinner in a fancy restaurant before you ended up in his bed.

“Is that him?” Cassie speaks up, seeing how you’re smiling bright as you’re staring down at your phone.

“Oh,” you put your phone down and focus back on her. “Uhm.. yeah,”

Mckay gives you a look, a knowing smirk tugging on her lips. It’s like she can see it escaping your body in a cloud of pink smoke, you’re in love.

“It’s not just about sex anymore.. is it?” she asks you.

“Well,” you give her a soft shake of your head before smiling. “I really like him.”

“That’s adorable,” Cassie smiles back at you before growing more serious. “Jack better treats you right.. I don’t care if he's an old vet, I’ll kick his ass.”

Her words make you chuckle out before standing up so you could get closer to Mckay and pull her up into a hug. She’s surprised at first but quick to wrap her arms around you, giving you a good squeeze.

“You’re a really good friend,” you say softly. “M’feeling like I don’t tell you that enough.”

Cassie smiles brightly and holds onto you a little tighter. “I love you, weirdo.”

“Love you too,” you smile before pulling back and looking into her eyes.

“I won’t tell anyone about the Abbot thing,” she is quick to say. “Promise.”

“I know,” you smile even brighter. “And I promise to make it my personal mission to get you laid.”

A chuckle leaves Mckay. “Thanks,” she gives your shoulder a squeeze. “Maybe one of Abbot’s friends?”

“The only real friend he has is Robby,” you say, which makes Cassie pull up her nose in disgust.

“And be one of his many residents on the list he slept with? No thanks.” she is quick to say. “I won’t be one of ‘run-through Robby’s’ women.”

Laughter leaves your lips at his words, leaning into her a bit which makes her chuckle as well as she holds onto you. God.. you’ve missed this, missed being able to talk shit with her.

Like you’ve summoned the man, the door of the break room is being opened and reveals Dr. Robby in the door opening. You and Mckay are quick to stop your laughter, giving one another a look before moving your gaze back to Robby.

“Are you two just hiding in here to chat and giggle?” Robby questions, one hand on the door to keep it open as the other settles on his hip. “We don’t have time for any of this. Patients are pouring in and awaiting care.”

“It was a short break, we had to talk about something.” Cassie says.

“Talk after your shift,” Robby is quick to fire back. “Now, I need you with me in central eleven.” he says while looking at you, this before turning to look at Mckay. “You are needed in north five to supervise Javadi who’s about to get a nail out of a patient’s thumb.”

“Aye, Aye captain.” Cassie salutes Robby but it doesn’t make him laugh, he sends her a glare before letting go of the door and walking away.

“No matter how much he gets laid, it won’t solve any of his problems.” you say which makes Mckay break into laughter.

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Another buzz on your phone makes you stop in your tracks. First, you catch the time as you look down at your screen.. seeing how there are only two hours left on your shift. You’ve been non-stop working after Robby caught you and Mckay, the two of you didn’t dare to take another quick break.

Jack: Ignoring me?

Jack: That’s not how you usually are..

Jack: Are you alright? Shift that heavy?

You feel your heart drop as you realize how you haven’t answered Jack’s earlier texts. Cassie distracted you with her questions.

You: Sorry..

You: Things have been really busy around here

You: See you at shift change?

Before you can put your phone back in your pocket, you feel it buzz again. He answered you immediately, probably awaiting your answer.

Jack: You know it.

A smile tugs on your lips as you read his words. You put your phone away and turn around to find Dana calling out to you, holding onto a tablet.

“Lab report on your patient’s bloodwork is back.” she tells you.

“Thanks,” you take the tablet out of her hand and send the charge nurse a smile before switching your brain back into work mode. Yet.. Jack stays on your mind, he always does.

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Once your shift is over, you go and find Jack where he usually awaits you.

The roof.

You open the door that leads outside and feel the cold air of the night blow in your face. Jack’s standing on the edge, leaning against the railing as he looks out to the city.

As you close in to where he’s standing, you let your eyes travel over his broad shoulders and back. Even his silhouette from behind is attractive.. uhg, the man was truly sculpted by the gods.

“Dr. Abbot,” you say as you come to stand besides him.

A soft smile tugs on Jack’s lips as he hears your voice, feels your arm brush against his. Your proximity makes his heart flutter. He turns his head and locks eyes with you.

“My favorite resident,” Jack says.

“Careful,” a soft smirk tugs on your lips. “You’re not supposed to have a favorite as an attending.” you tell him.

Jack shakes his head softly, lips curling into a small smirk. “I don’t give a damn.” he says. “You're by far my favorite,” he turns to face you some more as you feel your heart beating fast in your chest. “I think you’re my favorite person, ever.”

Now that makes your heart skip a beat, a blush growing on your cheeks.

“You mean that?” you ask him, so soft as you hardly believe he just told you that.

“Do I?” Jack takes a step closer and moves his hand up to brush a strand of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear. “M’crazy about you..” he admits.

A smile grows onto your lips as your cheeks burn an even deeper shade of red. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Jack chuckles softly before he wraps his arms around your waist, like he has done so many times before. “Does that surprise you?”

“I-” a soft shrug leaves you. “I just thought you liked me most for my body.”

“Well.. I do really like your body,” he tells you, teasing lightly. “But that’s not the only thing I like about you.”

“It’s not?” a smile tugs on your lips.

“No..” Jack chuckles and shakes his head. “I like how you remember the little things I tell you. I like the way you get soft around animals, old people, children..” a smile grows onto his lips. “I like how you have to bake something whenever you’re sad and how you dance around to music like nobody’s watching even if they are.” he tells you. “I like how you can make me smile with just a glance and I like how cuddly you get after sex.”

“I just.. I like you,” he says, moving a hand up to cup your cheek. “I like everything about you.”

Your heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest as he speaks, his words making you weak in the knees. You’ve never had someone talk about you like that before..

“However, it frightens me as well." Jack speaks up again, making you look back in his eyes. “You’re young.. I’m old,” he says. “You’ve got your whole life still ahead of you and I lived most of mine.”

“Jack-”

“No.. I,” he let his thumb brush against your cheek. “It’s true,” he says. “I’m an old vet with one leg, lots of trauma and a dead wife.” Jack sighs for a moment. “I’m not a catch, sweetheart.”

Instead of saying anything, you lean in and press your lips against his. A surprised hum leaves him before he melts into your touch, hand moving to the back of your head so he could keep you in place.

You pull back to catch some air and look into his eyes, his breathing heavier from kissing you.

“I’ve never felt so alive before.” you tell him. “You make me feel alive,” your words make something soften in his eyes. “It doesn’t matter to me that you’re older.. that you got baggage, I’ve got baggage too.” you say.

A smile grows on Jack’s lips as he leans in and rests his forehead against yours, holding onto your cheek again.

“I won’t force you into anything.. I know you haven’t dated anyone since losing your wife,” you tell him. “I don’t want to overstep.”

“No,” he’s quick to speak up. “You’re not.”

Jack pulls you into him, your head resting in the crook of his neck as he holds you close. “It feels right.. it does,” he says. “I want nothing else than you to be mine.. only mine,” he presses a kiss against the side of your head.

“I’m yours,” you tell him before leaning back to look in his eyes again. “Been yours since the start.”

A smile grows on Jack’s lips before he leans back in for a kiss. Your eyes flutter close, arms wrapping around his neck as you let yourself melt away under his touch. He kisses you softly, tenderly.. It's like he wants to show through his actions as well that he’s serious about this, about you.

As you pull back, looking into his eyes, a smile is resting on your lips. “Does this mean I’m your girlfriend now?” you ask.

“Hell yeah, you are.” Jack answers, pulling you a bit closer to him as he holds onto your hips.

“Alright.. just so we start this relationship off without any secrets. I need to tell you something.” you tell him which makes the smile on his face fade away.

“What?” he asks, suddenly concerned you’re about to drop a bomb of new information on him.

“I told Mckay.. that we’re hooking up,” you admit, pulling a guilty face as you look at him.

Jack feels a weight lift off his shoulders, the smile growing back on his face. “Thought you were about to tell me something way worse,” he chuckles.

“You’re not mad?” you ask, relieved to see him smile.

“No.. ‘course not,” he tells you. “I told Robby.”

“Robby?!” you nudge him on his chest and send him a shocked look. “As in my attending, Robby?”

“I- well.. yeah,” Jack says. “The guy noticed I was way happier lately and when I didn’t want to tell him the source of my happiness, he thought I was on drugs.”

A chuckle escapes your lips at his words, both finding it endearing that he seemed happier to his friend as terrifying that your superior knows you’re getting down and dirty with Jack.

“God.. he’ll never look at me the same,” you sigh, pulling a face that makes Jack laugh.

“Probably not.. but hey,” he shrugs. “You’ll be seeing him a lot more anyways now that we’re together.” Jack explains. “The man is like a virus I can’t get rid off.”

A laugh escapes your lips at his choice of words, shaking your head softly before looking back into his eyes.

“Like you don’t absolutely adore, Robby.” you give him a look.

“Not as much as I adore you,” he’s quick to say, leaning in some more as your heart skips a beat in your chest.

“You’re really scoring points here,” you tease lightly, looking up into his eyes.

“Am I?” he smirks.

“Yeah..” you say softly before a smile grows back onto your lips. “Who knew Jack Abbot was such a romantic, huh?”

It makes a chuckle escape him before he leans in and presses a soft kiss against your lips. Your hands rest against his chest as your eyes flutter close, humming before kissing him back.

The sound of his work phone going off makes the two of you pull back. Jack curses under his breath before picking up, telling Lena who’s on the other side of the line that he’s on his way.

“They need you,” you say and give a small pout.

“Unfortunately..” Jack nods softly, putting his phone back in his pocket. “Tomorrow’s your day off, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” you give him a soft nod, a spark in your chest as you realize he memorized your schedule.

“Why don’t you sleep at mine?” Jack asks you while reaching into his back pocket. “That way when I get home tomorrow morning, I can come home to you.” he smiles as he dangles the key in front of your face.

A smile grows onto your lips and you’re quick to nod, taking the key out of his hand. “Alright,”

“It’s the spare key,” Jack adds. “Keep it.” he says, moving his hands in his pockets and taking on a nonchalant facade, to hide the fact that on the inside he’s dying with nerves about the move he just made.

A blush forms back on your cheeks as your heart is nearly beating out of your chest. This is serious. It makes you realize once more how serious he’s being about this relationship with you.

“Alright,” you tell him again. “I will be putting the most ridiculous keychain on it, just so you know..” you tease, knowing how he always makes fun of your keychains.

“No,” Jack groans out playfully. “Definitely not the pink fluffy heart with googly eyes, that thing creeps me out.”

“Oh Gary?” you arch a brow. “Oh.. he’ll definitely be the one.”

“Fuck..” Jack sighs out, playfully, which makes you chuckle.

The sound of your laughter makes his eyes light up with amusement. He gives you a playful poke in your stomach before taking hold of you again, pulling you closer and pressing kisses onto your cheek and into your neck. It leaves you in an even worse fit of chuckles as you hold onto his arms.

The playful moment is once again interrupted by his phone going off, making Jack groan out. “I need to go.. Lena’s going to kill me otherwise,” he tells you, pressing a quick kiss onto your lips before walking over towards the exit of the roof.

“See you when I get home,” Jack tells you, eyeing you for a moment as he holds onto the metal door.

“Yeah,” you give him a soft smile as your heart is full of love. “See you.”

[lovaeir]

Being Andrew Pope Cody’s best friend and you get all drunk and touchy at a party…<3

MDNI 18+

He’s sitting on the red couch watching a nature documentary while the party grows louder and more crowded. He’s got a little mirror propped up on the side table that’s angled out back, just to keep an eye on you.

You’re stumbling in, giggling at something. Standing in the doorway your red eyes scan the house, until they land on him and you hiccup and smile. Making your way to him all sultry, walking like a model and giving him a spin, to which you stumble again at. You’re standing in front of him now, turning back to the TV, “what ya watching?” You slur out softly, moving to climb into his lap.

He murmurs the name of the documentary and lifts you by the waist to help settle you in his lap. You squeak a little at it and bury your face in his neck. Breath hot against his skin as you breathe him in, smiling. “Looked every where for you” you whine, placing a soft kiss there which makes his Adam’s apple bobble in his throat.

“Yeah?” He croaks out, praying you don’t feel his cock hardening in his jeans. You hum and nod against his shoulder, kissing at his neck a little more. “Just wanted my Andy” you whisper into his ear, kissing it and nibbling his earlobe. Pope lets out a shaky breath and lets his eyes fall shut for a second, big hands squeezing at your sides.

“Love you s’ much Andy” you whisper, pulling back and running your fingers through his hair. You fall just a little too far back making him move and catch your back, which in return makes you giggle, leaning your head back. He’s pulling you into him, running his nose alone the vein in your neck and sniffing hard. “Love you to angel.” He whispers against your skin.

“M’ sleepy” you mumble, grabbing at his curls while his face stays on your neck. “Yeah?” He whispers and even in your drunken state you feel yourself squirm a little at his low voice. You swallow and nod.

“Let’s get you to bed then” he says lowly, picking you up effortlessly, moving to his room and opening the door to some randoms making out on the bed. He gives a firm nod to the door and they scramble out, cheeks pink in embarrassment. He lays you down softly and covers you up, kissing your forehead and turning.

You whine, “don’t go” head falling back against the pillows, he smiles softly and takes a seat that’s facing the bed, “I’m right here, get some sleep sweetheart.”

[danforthfox]

Guys, I have an idea for a small blurb about either Titus or Pope. You can decide but not telling you the prompt 🤭

Which one?

Pope

Titus

Voting ended onJul 16

[danforthfox]

Alright guys. Soft!Titus x Wife!Reader is on its way!! 🦊

[danforthfox]

Guys, I have an idea for a small blurb about either Titus or Pope. You can decide but not telling you the prompt 🤭

Which one?

Pope

Titus

Voting ended onJul 16

[titus-danforth]

oh gosh i’ve loved everything you’ve written for the february fic fest!! i’m a little nervous to be sending in something (social anxiety has its clutches on me haha) but i wanted to send something in for eddie hicks cause he’s so bf n im scared no one’s sent anything for him 😩☹️

so i was thinking fwb, roommates to lovers maybeee?? i just know a blurred lines fwb relationship would be so so good with that pathetic man

no pressure ofcc, please take care!! 💗💗

➽─❥ pairing: Eddie Hicks x Female!Reader

➽─❥ summary/prompt: Roommate’s to lovers, FWB, “So… You touch yourself to the thought of me? I’d like to see that in action.” “I want you to say my name like that again.” 

➽─❥ warnings: 18+ MDNI, idiots in love, fingering, watching porn together as friends, blurred lines, p in v sex

➽─❥ author’s note: Omg please don’t be nervous or scared of me I’m just some weirdo- send in as many as you want!! AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING WORRIED ABOUT OUR BOY- and I’m so glad you all I’ve him so much thank you for sending stuff in for him! I did actually get a few of these for Eddie- @academywas also requested beginning stages FWB with Eddie with 35 & 52 from the smut list! If you’d like to participate in my february fic fest- click here for more!

“I cannot believe you bought this,” sure you’re making fun of Eddie but you’re still putting the tape into the VHS player- rolling your eyes but ignoring the face that you’re curious. For a brief moment Eddie wanted to go into acting and his old roommate used to be in the industry- so Eddie bought one of his tapes to see if it was easy to go. He liked to fuck, he knew how to fuck- how hard could it be? But of course being his best friend, roommate, love of his life, and recent friend with benefits- you had to be included in Eddie’s shenanigans.

“Admit it, you’re just as intrigued as I am-” those dimples disarming you, cheeky fucking smile that your love to slap and kiss at the same time but you roll your eyes- sitting back on the couch after pressing ‘play’ shoulder to shoulder with Eddie. This was supposed to be you showing Eddie how stupid his idea was- that it’s ridiculous with the stupid obnoxious music and terrible fake over the top acting. It started out with you both giggling, laughing at Monk playing the part of the pizza delivery guy who needed to get paid and Cyrus being the lonely girl who had no money to pay him.

“God this is so bad,” you laughed- watching them both make out on the screen and how clothes start coming off but you bite your lip to keep yourself off edge. This was a bad idea because only a few weeks ago have you and Eddie started this little agreement- no strings attached sex so you both don’t fall into the trap of being with someone who’s bad for you. And now you’re basically watching porn with him and- “if you weren’t here I’d probably have my hands down my pants.” You try to break the tension- body starting to go hot because you realized what you said.

“To Monk? Really?” Eddie scoffs- his old roommate wasn’t ugly but maybe he didn’t like that you would touch yourself to him of all people. And Cyrus was hot but the last time he fucked her he kept thinking about you and even when he said your name she dint seem to care which made him feel even more disgusting- that’s why you both came up with this ‘friends who fuck but are absolutely just friends’ situation.

“What? Ew no- it’s not him I think about,” you wish you could learn to shut your mouth but Eddie’s face broke out into that shit eating grin he gets when he knows he’s trapped you.

“Oh yeah?” He turns towards you now, completely ignoring the way the movie loudly starts to show Cyrus moaning after Monk does absolutely nothing but kiss her neck- yeah okay that’s realistic. “Then who do you think about?” He asks- grin turning into a smirk when his hand wraps around you and lands on your hip to dig under your shirt and tease at the skin there.

“Eddie don’t be an asshole,” he was so much closer now- you can smell the faintness of the cigarette he smoked earlier, you can count the freckles that dusted his nose and cheeks, see the color of his eyes and how they shift from brown to green but he doesn’t pull away from you. Only leans in that much closer where your noses brush together- ‘c’mon baby, tell me,’ like he doesn’t absolutely know the answer. He just wanted to hear you say that you think of him when you play with your pussy but you won’t give him the satisfaction- turning your face back to the movie where Cyrus is absolutely getting plowed right now from the back.

“So… You touch yourself to the thought of me?” He answers for you- nodding a little to himself with a giggle before letting his lips trail along the shell of your ear after biting the love and tugging a little. God he already knew how your body reacts to him. How easily you fucking turn into putty for him because you sigh- the hand on your hip pulling you closer into him so he can drop his lips to your neck. “I’d like to see that in action,” you try to ignore him- smiling to yourself because you want him to work for it a little but the smile turning into you biting back a moan when his hand slides up your shirt to find you braless and cupping your breast with a heavy hand and thumb dragging over a peaked nipple.

It was hard to ignore him- the way he expertly slides his lips over your skin and how he uses his teeth right at your collarbone before kissing the angry mark he made. It felt so fucking good- you can feel the way your pussy clenched around nothing but your own wetness, body on fire already that your legs naturally open up for him. “Fuck- Eddie,” you sigh- whining into the air until he press the softest kiss on your lips. Just pecking them to piss you off because he wants to hear you cry his name over and over again.

“I want you to say my name like that again,” his hand leaves your chest- sliding down to tease at the waistband of your shorts with a smile. Say his name and he’ll touch your pussy- he’ll give you that orgasm you’ve been wanting for days now. His warm hand snakes into your shorts- just resting on the top of your cunt and finger barely resting at your clit. Just say his name- you sound so fucking pretty when you do and it’s all he thinks about when he fucks his fist to try and stop himself from crawling into your bed for relief.

“Eddie- baby please,” that was it- that was exactly what he fucking needed to hear but it wasn’t as good as the gasp you let out when his fingers drag slow circles around your clit. Whimpering into his mouth- tasting your pretty noises an the way you nod and “yes yes yes-” breathing and panting into his mouth with each circle of his thick fingers around your clit before he teases two at your entrance.

“Keep going baby, same my name- who makes you feel this good?” God he’s so fucking smug and such a little shit but you need him to fuck you open with his fingers so you repeat his name over and over again like it was the password for him to unlock the door to pleasure.

“You Eddie- fuck you make me feel so good Eddie baby, don’t stop- please,” reaching around to tug those curls at the back of his head- pulling his mouth against yours to slide your tongue into his mouth that was open from his moaning. Your cunt so fucking wet- making obscene noises that drown out the obnoxious fake moaning from the movie that was still playing but Eddie didn’t care anymore. Your other hand has started to yank at his sweats and search for his cock because you needed him- bad. “Love you so much baby,” you’re slurring, drunk off of how good he smells and the way his fingers taste that you don’t even realize wha you’re saying- not really.

“I love you too,” he confesses- forcing his tongue in your mouth while you climb into his lap to line his cock up with your dripping hole. “So much, love you- love you so-” your mouths are melted together- tongues just sloppy and moving around without a care in the world because you both feel the ecstasy of fucking each other again. The only sounds echoing throughout the living room is the creak of the couch- from you rising up and down on your knees to fuck yourself on Eddie’s cock. The wetness of your pussy- juices sliding down his cock to coat his balls each time your ass is pressed into his lap. Eddie’s whimpering- feeling so fucking good he’s fighting with himself to not cum immediately. The fucking movie in the background- not even sounding as good as you and Eddie do right now.

“I love you- fuck, I love you-”

“I love you, love you- I love you so much.”

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@velvetmel0n @pope-codys @kiwi-the-first @plush4bunny @chiapolitan @scarlet-nerded @academywas @dussstt @mohabbotdefender @lemonadebombery

[lostalioth]

hellooo, first of all I wanted to say congrats for your 3k (almost 3.5k :p) you really deserve it I think you’re an amazing writer <333 and I wanted to request for the perfect match event sammy bryant x reader with the n° 59 in the 75 smut prompts list, I was thinking about something fluffy (and smutty ofc) with reader and sammy who have being dating for a bit after his divorce and yeah it’s just his raging breeding kink speaking gotta love baby trapper sammy but that’s just an idea wtv inspires you really (:

✶ match box 10 — 3k follower event.ᐟ

✦. ─ cw: sammy bryant x fem!reader, 600 wc, smut, unprotected sex, unconsensual / ‘accidental’ creampie, breeding kink, needy/feral!sammy, nicknames [honey, sweet girl].

— not gonna lie…i forgot about the fluffy part + idk how i feel about this but i hope you enjoy!

You and Sammy have been fucking like bunnies ever since getting together. He hadn’t been getting much from Tammi before their divorce besides the attempts at making Nate. Now that he’s a free man and has you, he’s a bit insatiable. So when you’re in the midst of a heavy make out session (probably about your 5th this week) and he reaches over to his nightstand drawer to find the box of condoms he bought a week and a half ago empty. Neither of you are all that surprised.

“Fuck honey, we’re out” he mumbles against your mouth, not wanting to pull away and put an end to this. He has you laid out under him on his bed, half your clothes already discarded to the floor, him still fairly dressed so you suggest — “Could go out and get more?” but when Sammy presses his hips forward and practically grinds his bulge against your pussy through your panties you get his point. “Too worked up to go, ‘n don’t wanna stop kissing you sweet girl” he groans, hands returning to your hips, thumbs sliding under the waist band of your panties to rub back and forth. 

"I promise I'll pull out." he grumbles out, his hips now desperately rutting his cock up against the wet patch forming between your thighs. “Mmm fuck…okay” you whine out, caving a little faster than you expected too. “Yes?, oh thank you baby” he smiles softly, kissing you with more fever as you hear the clink of his belt. “Thank you thank you” he blabbles out as he licks into your mouth, hands frantically trying to tug his cock free. Your own hands works at stripping your panties off your legs before they rake through his auburn curls, “We’ll just buy more tomorrow morning” you state, Sammy tries to ignore the ache in his chest knowing after getting to feel you bare this time the next his cock will be back to being trapped in latex. “Okay honey, yeah yeah we’ll get more” if sammy conveniently forgets to buy more who’s to say. 

Finally getting his pants and boxers pushed down enough to release his throbbing cock, he’s quick to grab your body again and push all the way inside not wanting to waste a moment. “Shit- feels s’ good honey” he moans out in a pathetic high pitched tone. Pulling his hips back, they snap forward harshly and setting a frantic eager pace. The feeling of your walls squeezing his cock far more intense without that thin layer between your sexes. “Samm! Baby slow down” you cry out, grabbing onto his bicep for stability as his brutal thrusts rock your body.

“Can’t- fuck you feel s’ damn good raw baby” he whines, his eyes screwing shut as his orgasm hits him dead on. You gasp out as you feel him spill ropes and ropes of cum inside you. “Said you’d pull out” you pant breathlessly, the only upside to him finishing pathetically quick was his hips slow down.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself." “Felt too good” he mumbles out a bit ashamed, his thrusts haven't stopped. Subconsciously he hopes he’s fucking his seed deeper and deeper inside you as he bucks his hips.. “S’ okay baby, should we-” you were gonna ask if you should stop, even if you hadn’t cum at all. Sammy cuts you off however, thumb rubbing at your clit down as his hips speed back up "It won't make a difference now, just one more, yeah?" he huffs out but before you can answer he’s jack hammering into you and making your head spin. “Yeah sweet girl?”

[danforthfox]

what do you think titus would do if he found out you touched yourself without permission 😖

So I had some trouble with getting the right idea for this down as I was really thinking about how he would actually approach this situation. At first I thought, he would not touch you leave you whining but I was like no.. that doesn’t sound right.

Then I was thinking.. fuck he would make you overstimulated. Not with his cock, no no. That would give you what you would be begging for. He would use the toy you used to give off with (or if you were using your hand) he would use his own hand. Making you cum over and over again.

“Bunny, why are you crying? Hmm..” Titus kisses your tears as you were moaning his name, his thick fingers moving in and out of you.

“C-cant.. anymore.. please..” You whine as you go to kiss his lips, only for him not to kiss back.

Titus looks down at his hand and sees the wet patch forming underneath, he then looks back up at you.

“I think you can give me.. 2 more yeah? Yes. 2 more”

You whine as Titus rips another orgasm from you. “Three…” you mumble.

“That’s it bunny, you remembered to count each time. One more.. and you’ll remember not to do this again without permission, yes?”

You nodded, and whimpered his name as he kissed you deeply.

“After this, you suck my cock alright? Then we can have nice bath together my love. I love you so much..”

[cr0nas-cha1n]

Meeeee again heh, I would love to hear your thoughts about Terry. I need to watch the show and what you said in my previous ask. I want MORE NOW. I love them cocky and consending hehehe but as LEWD AND SMUTTY

OKOKOK i also really liked what i wrote for him last time hee hee, hopefully this lives up to your expectations!

mdni!

no pronouns used for reader but pussy is mentioned

terry loves to overstim you, he wants to watch you cum your brains out and go dumb on his cock. he has you laying on your back with your legs on his shoulders as he kneels in front of you. his thick arms are wrapped around your thighs to keep you from getting away and to pull you into his thrust. all you can do is squirm and whimper under him, you can't even keep your eyes open and your brain is all fuzzy from the countless times you've already cum but you manage to hear him say "oh fuck, squeezin' me so tight, so perfect for me darlin'" as he continues to thrust into you.

you whine in response expecting more praise, but "sh-sh-shhh, lemme talk to my pretty pussy, hmm?" is what you hear instead.

when you manage to pry your eyes open, you see him staring directly at where you connect as he coos at your pussy. "so wet and sloppy all for me aren'tcha?" as he moves one hand to start rubbing your swollen clit.

[danforthfox]

WE LIVE FOR THE TERRY MCCANDLESS AGENDA!! 🙌

[bloodiedskirtts]

Window Shopping

andrew "pope" cody x fem!reader

just a lil voyeurism blurb with popey

Pope likes his new house. He's moved out of Smurf's house into a place by the beach. The sound of the ocean keeps him calm. What doesn't keep him calm is his neighbour. He first meets you when you're coming back from the beach. You're wearing a tiny bikini, it barely covers anything. And Pope can't look away.

You smile and wave at him, wiggling your fingers at him. Your hair is dripping water from the sea and Pope can't help but think about licking the salt water from your body.

Pope notices that you don't close your curtains at night. And you like to prance around in tiny sleep shorts and tank tops. Tank tops with no bra, that much is obvious. He can see the outline of your nipples under the almost sheer top. Sometimes you'll forego the shorts altogether. He can feel himself stir in his pants at the cute cotton panties you love, little bows or flowers covering the fabric.

You like to keep all the lights on. So Pope can watch you everywhere you go. And soon, he knows your entire routine.

You get up and go straight to the beach. He watches as you change into your bikini, his breath hitching as you pull the bottoms up your legs. He likes watching how your fingers tie your bikini top. But his favourite part of the morning is your return from the beach. He watches you as you strip off your bikini in your bedroom, dropping the pieces to the floor. You walk through your room to the bathroom, completely naked, and it takes Pope's breath away.

He loves watching you massage your moisturiser into your body before you get dressed for the day. He watches you make breakfast and then rush out the door away to wherever you spend the majority of your day. He knows you come home around seven. Most of the time you'll bring food home with you. You immediately strip out of your clothes and into pyjamas or sweats. You spend the evening watching TV or reading a book or scrolling on your phone. He tuts. You shouldn't do that.

Sometimes you'll settle on your bed, legs spread with your hand in between your thighs. His eyes can't look away from your form as you writhe on the bed bringing yourself pleasure over and over.

"Hey, Pope," you greet him when he meets you, taking in the mail or dragging in the bins.

He just nods at you in ways of greeting. But after seeing you struggle with your bins one evening, seeing the strip of your thong peaking out over your jean shorts, Pope brings your bins in and out for you.

"You don't need to do that for me, Popey," you say to him one day when you catch him. You pout as you put your hand on his arm, you drag your thumb over one of the veins that bulges under his skin.

"No trouble. You don't have anyone else to do it for ya," he says before continuing.

Pope loves watching you. But hates watching when you stumble home on a Saturday night with some loser attached to you. Kissing you, when he should be kissing you. He would watch as you fell back on the couch, your head falling off the edge as these men kissed over your breasts and stomach before settling between your legs. He watches as you reach your climax.

He wants to know how you feel when you cum for him.

He likes watching as you bring these men to your room, watching as they fuck you...or you ride them, your tits bouncing with each thrust.

And then the next morning, these men will leave and you will greet Pope with a sweet little smile.

"Hi Popey," you coo waving at him, wearing a t-shirt that showcases your tits perfectly for him and your pretty little panties that hug your ass.

Pope thinks you're purposefully teasing him. But women don't like him...

He's watching you one Saturday night with some loser you must have found at one of the bars near the Strand. You're riding him so pretty in reverse cowgirl so you can look out your bedroom window. Pope knows he shouldn't be watching you hook up with some random loser. But he can't look away. He's realised that if he cracks his window, he can hear the noises you're making. And you make the prettiest noises. Pope is addicted to it.

He sits in darkness, watching you as you cry out on this guy's cock. His heart stutters when your eyes lock onto his. You bite your lip as your hands play with your tits, putting on a show for Pope. You never look away from him until you cum.

"Oh fuck!" you cry out. "Right there, Popey baby. Right there!"

Your declaration causes the loser to freeze under you. It causes Pope to freeze as well.

Should he take it as an invitation? Baz told him he always oversteps with women...But you called his name.

He knows he shouldn't. But the lock on your back door is shit and easy to pick.

"Took you long enough, baby," you coo when he finds you sitting in your kitchen with your lights off for once.

a/n: thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! any and all feedback appreciated. requests open

taglist: @sweetashhh @orangecheescakeleftover @elenamoncadaibarra @joelmillrenthusiast @abbotaes @onlyforyuto @meetmeatyourworst 

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[cr0nas-cha1n]

Hiiii! Honestly would love to hear your thoughts on Hatosy multiverse and how each would react to you reacting to their ‘size’ or if you don’t wanna do nsfw. <3

omg yes! i dont mind nsfw asks at all, i would actually love more!!

MNDI

these are all the characters ive met so far, i was gonna do pope and sammy but i havent watched their shows yet

jack is so sweet, if you are nervous, he talks you through it and makes sure that you are comfortable the whole time, he makes sure you cum on his mouth and fingers multiple times before to get you are ready for him, hes almost too careful when hes finally settled inside, you practically have to beg him to go harder

titus has you straddling his lap while you sloppily make out, you reach down to palm him through his pants and thats when you feel his thick cock, he rocks up into your hand groaning in your ear,

"i know you can take it hun" as he reaches under you picking you up tossing you onto your hands and knees and grinding his bulge against you

terry loooooves to see the shock on your face when you first see how big he is, hes so cocky about it (pun intended) and he teases you by laying it on your face pointing out how big it is compared to you and on your tummy saying,

"look where i'm gonna be inside you, sugar" once hes inside he grabs your hand and presses it against the bulge to show you how deep he is

grant is quite bashful about it, its cute, when you pull down his boxers and his half hard cock springs free its already bigger than you expect and still growing, you lean down to kiss up his length and hes already twitching, he groans out

"ah fuck, baby" as you kiss and tip and give it a few kitten licks, letting out a few breathy moans and moving a hand to rest on your head

[danforthfox]

I fucking love Terry’s reaction. I still need to watch Reckless. Ugh, he is such a cocky character and I loveeee that in a character ❤️🤭

[macabrebatz]

Look at my stupid fuckass satanist husband

[gerranhowelllover]

can i get an amen?

[danforthfox]

Ngl guys, seeing them new pics of Shawn as Jack in season 3.. oh, my mind hasn’t been pure. My mind is full of thoughts and holy shit, I haven’t been able to calm down since this morning. I have been at work today as well. I thought about him all through my shift. These pictures are just.. something is happening to me. I have so many thoughts. 💭

Genuinely like I’m not joking. I need to calm down.