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New drinks at work, wish I had a older woman to share them with
Would anybody read a book about a vampire being an attendant in a 1960s asylum, and falling in love with the nun who runs the asylum???
Also trying to think of names for it
Wish I was good enough at makeup to recreate this look exactly
Finally getting my room set up
Promises promises.... 😈
I need proof.
Yes ma'am
Brian "Damage" Forsythe x reader
A/N: Reader is in a band of her own, and her band is touring with Kix
Warnings: Cussing, smut, explicit content in word form
Nonspecific year
Third person POV
Both bands had just made it back to the hotel. Each and everyone of them wasted no time going to their rooms. It had been a long show and they were tired. Damage stood by his girlfriends side as she spoke with her best friend for a moment. Eventually Steve managed to get his girlfriend in their room. She had been drinking with Steve and wouldn't shut up talking to Y/n who could only laugh when Steve managed to get her in the room.
After that her and Damage entered their room which was just past Ronnie's. Damage opened the door and held it open for Y/n. As she stepped in he found himself admiring her. He brought himself out of his thoughts and stepped in, closing, and locking the door behind him.
He found himself not even bothering to start getting ready for bed, just watching the beautiful woman he was so deeply in love with. "Stop staring and come here" *She spoke with a bit of a seductive tone. She had caught him staring and her own gaze couldn't seem to be torn away from him and the now very obvious bulge in his tight jeans* "Yes ma'am" *He smiled somewhat embayfor being caught being a peeping Tom but his words were chosen carefully as he knew ma'am was her favorite thing to be refered to as in certain moments.
He made his way over and immediately reached out to put his hands on her waist which was a wise decision considering she had already moved to pull him down into a kiss. The two quickly made their way to the bed in the room. He wasted absolutely no time getting her fully nude in front of him. "Fuck you're so beautiful" He left a trail of soft kisses down her abdomen as he made his way between her legs.
It didn't take long for her thighs to be propped on his shoulders as his mouth found her clit. His lips wrapped around the little bundle of nerves and his tongue quickly got to work on it. He knew she adored orgasms from clit stimulation and he would give her anything she liked. Her eyes clamped shut and her hand shot down to tug at his beautiful dark hair which was all she could really see if his head in that moment. "Mmmm~ fuck thats good baby" She let out a moan as he continued.
He wouldn't let up until her back was arching and her thighs were trembling around and squeezing his head. "You taste so fucking good ma'am, could keep my head down here for hours" *And he did, until she couldn't take it anymore.
Vent pt. 1
Here she sits with the child she babysits. She cries while the child naps. She whishes she could go back in time, back to when she napped that peacefully. Though the child has the flu, she doesn't care. She is still just as playful as if she wasn't running a fever. She lets the child be as clingy as usual not caring if it gets her sick. Even if she gets sick, life will move on. Nobody will care. She will still go to work as everyday before that she has been scheduled. She hates her job. She wonders "Maybe if I get burned bad enough or cut bad enough I can go home". She concerns her father when they bump into each other at work and all she can say is "It's okay what's the worst it can do? Bleed?" And shrugs. She knows she is concerning him but she doesn't care. After all she is just taking after him with how she goes completely numb. Then there is the boy she is in love with at work. He is no boy, he is a man much older than her. As a matter of fact he has worked there on and off as long as she has been alive. She knows he will never love her the way she wants. He hops over at the end of the night to help her out but he's not really helping her, he is helping the managers who complain about her, and how slow she is, how they just wanna go home. She starts pushing him away, fussing at him for doing "Her job". He asks her to be careful with a hot pan and all she can say is "maybe it'll burn me bad enough I can go home". To which he just says "Please" with those eyes he knows she can't say no to because he knows she likes him in a way he will never like her. She goes home and blasts heavy music in her ear buds ignoring her parents. She then proceededs to go to bed earlier than normal because the music doesn't drown out her thoughts the way she wants. She fights the urge to grab the razor blade again because she knows she has to babysit in the morning and the child has already seen her past scars by accident which killed her inside, if there was anything left to kill in that heart that's been broken for years.
Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
why is it that not more than 1/20 of Tumblr haven’t reblogged this
Rebloggingg
Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
Where there is not love, we must provide it! 🫶🏼
Reblog if you like waffles or if you want your 80s rock star crush to fuck you into next week
Reblog if a middle-aged actress with dark hair currently owns your life
What I imagine it's like to be Terry Silver's girl
Him spoiling you to the point you have to start keeping things he gets you at his home because yours is packed
He will convince you to move in with him just to have you by his side more often
Anything you want you get
Hearing "You're so pretty my dear" at least 5 times a day
Him being protective
You going to the dojo with him and watching. Though you have to sit as far away from the class as you can because god forbid his sweetheart get hurt
That is unless you want to learn karate
Waking up to the sounds of him playing the piano
Eventually getting out of bed and joining him at the piano
He loves when you call him any sort of pet name such as babe, sweetie, darling, or dear
You convincing him to let you play with his hair
"No I want it kept like it is right now" while you're asking him if you can play with his hair
He will give in. You get what you want.
He can and will pick you up and just look you in the eye while smiling at you
(If you're short) He absolutely loves your height difference
Loves picking on you
"Short stuff"
"Little one"
"You taste like candy."
Steve Riley x female reader
Warnings: Smut
Third person Pov
Y/n sat on the bed she and Steve shared to put her shoes on. She and her boyfriend had planned to go out on a date in the evening since Steve was home. They had picked a nice restaurant. Not too fancy, but nice. Steve was in the bathroom getting ready. He knew it would take his girlfriend a while to get ready. Y/n hummed to herself while making sure the high heels she had chosen looked alright.
Once she was done with that, she stood up and adjusted her long black dress. While standing in front of the mirror making sure everything on her outfit matched, she caught a glimpse of her boyfriend stepping out of the bathroom. Steve stopped for a moment to admire the fact his girlfriend had gotten all dressed up for their date. He absolutely loved the way her dress fit her.
Y/n slightly smirked noticing her boyfriend's stare. "Like it?" She questioned the smirk not leaving her face. "Love it." Steve answered as he walked over to her. "We might just stay home tonight." He stated looking her up and down, his eyes not leaving her body for one second. "Why not?" She asked with fake innocence. Steve gave her a "Don't play dumb with me" look. Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms went around her waist.
"Yeah we aren't leaving the house tonight." He said causing her to giggle a bit. "You need it that bad?" She asked. "Yes very much." He answered with a nod. It wasn't the dress that turned his on. It was the fact his girlfriend went through so much trouble to look nice for their date. It was the effort put into the outfit. She led him over to the bed. He watched as she undressed. The woman slowly laid down on the bed, leaving her dress and everything in a small pile on the floor. Steve's jaw dropped at the sight of the woman in front of him.
Without hesitation he got on the bed and laid between her legs. His own legs hanging off the bed. His face right in front of her pussy. He looked up at her for a moment. "Are you just gonna fucking stare at it?" She questioned impatiently. That was his sign. Though he decided to tease her. He placed her legs on his shoulders and wrapped his arms around them before slowly moving the tip of his tongue around her clit.
She tightened her legs around his head to bring his face closer. He began flicking his tongue directly on her clit causing her to moan. He smirked against her before moving his tongue down a bit. His hand came off of her thigh and moved so his thumb was now on her clit. His tongue now moving quickly in and out of her pussy. Her back arching as he continued. "F-fuck Steve." She managed to speak through her moans. "Come on love." He encouraged her.
She practically yelled his name as she came. The movements of his tongue and thumb not stopping until he knew her orgasm was over. "You taste like candy." He sounded a bit muffled from his head still being between her thighs. She took a moment to calm down before moving her legs so he could sit up. "I do?" She asked propping up on her elbows. "Yes my sweet." He said sitting up on his knees.
He rubbed her thighs for a moment while his gaze never left her body. She leaned up and pulled him to her. Her lips were soft against his as she tangled her fingers in his hair. His arms went around her waist as they kissed. She ended up flipping them so he was flat on his back. She quickly straddled him before he could sit back up. His black button down shirt was practically ripped from his body. Next went his belt and pants. Lastly she threw his underwear across the room.
"Stay here pretty boy." She kissed his cheek before getting up and going to the bed side table. She opened the drawer and grabbed a condom. The packaging was thrown away before she got back on the bed. She slowly slid the condom onto his shaft. Soon she was straddling him again. It didn't take long for his hands to be on her hips as he helped her lower herself down onto him. A soft groan left her lips as his shaft went inside her.
She took a moment to decide how she wanted to move. She began moving her hips in a circular motion. His hands stayed on her hips. Her hands went up to her breasts. The enjoyment she felt was obvious. Soon enough she was full on bouncing, her hands on his chest to keep her balance.
The way she moved on him drove him crazy. She was moving so fast she had become nearly incoherent. He didn't know how much longer he'd be able to last. He noticed her nearly mindless state and decided to take over. Her gripped her hips, forcing her to stop. A small whine came from her. He moved her so she was on her back. As he got in between her legs he placed her legs around his hips. "Such a pretty love." He said before pushing into her. He started slow to get a rhythm. His pace quickened within seconds.
All y/n could do was grip the sheets as she came around him. The tightening of her walls around him caused him to slow down. He gripped her hips again as he came into the condom.
He sat between her legs panting, trying to catch his breath. She wiped sweat from her forehead. He pulled out and threw the condom away. Then he got up and went to the bathroom. After getting a washcloth damp he went back out to their shared bed. Y/n had moved to lay on her side. He laid beside her and began to clean her up.
A kiss was placed to her forehead as she fell asleep in his arms. "Good night my sweet." Steve whispered to her.
the grace and frankie fandom is dying. reblog if you're still a true old lady fucker
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