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ooo thanks for asking babe!
25. first song you remember listening to? : actually i dont know but bc im caribbean it was probably a soca song of some kind
https://graysonscurls.tumblr.com/post/184354715549/weird-asks-that-say-a-lot”>pick a number!
Why do I feel like y/n and Southpaw!Ethan would be cockwarming ALL the time?? They’re so obsessed with each other and would love being in that intimate position where they could just stare at each other while they’re so deep into one another 😍😍😍 OMG
Because they are SO obsessed with it. It’s a big part of their post-fight ritual if it was something where Ethan is too worn down to give her what he wants. Wants to feel every inch of her, but doesn’t have the power to hit her deep over and over, so he settles his back against the headboard and let’s Y/N swing a leg over his waist before sinking down on his length with a shuddered whine as he leans in and kisses her until she adjusts. Splayed hands cradling her naked back, keep her pressed close while they talk quietly about the night before it turns into talk of their love for each other. Cockwarming is such a big thing for them on Sundays too when Ethan has the day off - it’s always that in between the two of them just lazily going down on each other throughout the day
hey recommend me some people to follow, it’s getting a little dry in this bitch
weird asks that say a lot
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1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?
2. chocolate bars or lollipops?
3. bubblegum or cotton candy?
4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?
5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?
6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?
7. earbuds or headphones?
8. movies or tv shows?
9. favorite smell in the summer?
10. game you were best at in p.e.?
11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?
12. name of your favorite playlist?
13. lanyard or key ring?
14. favorite non-chocolate candy?
15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?
16. most comfortable position to sit in?
17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?
18. ideal weather?
19. sleeping position?
20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?
21. obsession from childhood?
22. role model?
23. strange habits?
24. favorite crystal?
25. first song you remember hearing?
26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?
27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?
28. five songs to describe you?
29. best way to bond with you?
30. places that you find sacred?
31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?
32. top five favorite vines?
33. most used phrase in your phone?
34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?
35. average time you fall asleep?
36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?
37. suitcase or duffel bag?
38. lemonade or tea?
39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?
40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?
41. last person you texted?
42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?
43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?
44. favorite scent for soap?
45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?
46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?
47. favorite type of cheese?
48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?
49. what saying or quote do you live by?
50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?
51. current stresses?
52. favorite font?
53. what is the current state of your hands?
54. what did you learn from your first job?
55. favorite fairy tale?
56. favorite tradition?
57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?
58. four talents you’re proud of having?
59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?
60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?
61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?
62. seven characters you relate to?
63. five songs that would play in your club?
64. favorite website from your childhood?
65. any permanent scars?
66. favorite flower(s)?
67. good luck charms?
68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?
69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?
70. left or right handed?
71. least favorite pattern?
72. worst subject?
73. favorite weird flavor combo?
74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?
75. when did you lose your first tooth?
76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?
77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?
78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?
79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?
80. earth tones or jewel tones?
81. fireflies or lightning bugs?
82. pc or console?
83. writing or drawing?
84. podcasts or talk radio?
84. barbie or polly pocket?
85. fairy tales or mythology?
86. cookies or cupcakes?
87. your greatest fear?
88. your greatest wish?
89. who would you put before everyone else?
90. luckiest mistake?
91. boxes or bags?
92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?
93. nicknames?
94. favorite season?
95. favorite app on your phone?
96. desktop background?
97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?
98. favorite historical era?
uh would anyone do this?
damn i should be on here more hi
peach [g.d]
a peaches blurb! 🍑
The girl giggled, and you were furious. Not that you weren’t already before; with the way she was flirting, making googly eyes at him, and even feeling up his tatted arm.
No, what made your blood fucking boil was the fact that he had to take her back to his own room in the shop so that he could tattoo her private spot. And not just any private spot, but the little skin above her clit. Yeah, that made you angry and you wanted to calm down, maybe leave until he finished, but the chances of him doing something else were… slim.
Grayson had been loyal. He was still an asshole, and he wasn’t sure what you wanted - you two never discussed anything prior to fucking - but he was loyal.
However, his glinting eyes and cocky smirk set you off. Sure, you weren’t exclusive especially because of your brother Simon; but he was yours. Yours, yours, yours.
He was all done and the girl only kept smiling up at him. You were positive she just enjoyed whatever fucking show he gave her, and you didn’t want to admit your jealousy, but it was all there.
So once she left, you followed Grayson back into his room and locked it discreetly.
“Have fun?” you asked him with crossed arms.
Grayson turned to look at you, unbothered. “Oh hey peaches.”
“Did you have fun?” you repeated yourself and you felt annoyed with yourself.
“With what?”
“The tattoo. Looking at her pussy.”
Grayson stared up at you as he was cleaning out his station, a frown on his face. “She kept telling me to stop, so not really.”
That’s why it took so long?
“Are you sure.” You hated that the obvious jealousy was in your tone.
Grayson gave you a look and he started to smirk. You inwardly groaned and stood your ground when he came over to you, grabbing your hands and leaning in. You wanted to slap that grin off his face. No, you wanted to kiss it off.
“Is my peaches jealous that I tattooed somebody else there?”
“No,” you were quick to say, huffing when he chuckled and leaned in to kiss the corner of your mouth. “Please.”
“You’re my only peach, baby,” he said before kissing your jawline and moving his hands away to grip your ass. He was so forward, and you moaned at the way his big hands - which he’d tattooed beautiful roses on for his family not too long ago - kneaded your cushiony ass to lift you up a little on your toes and kiss your mouth.
“Fuck off,” you breathed out when he pulled away, watching him. God, he was so gorgeous.
Grayson spanked your ass, smoothed his hand over it, and spanked it again to make you gasp: his beautiful lips still touching yours. “You’re gonna get another mouth-fucking if you keep talking like that.”
Oh please. “Yeah? Then do it.”
“Can’t do that right now.”
“Simons not here—“
“No no not that,” he said, before surprising you by grabbing your hips to flip you around. Your palms went on top of the tattoo bed laid flat out from the previous girl as Grayson lifted up your skirt to spank you again, crouching down behind you. “Because I want to eat out your pretty little pussy instead to remind you you’re all I want,” was what he said before diving right in.
You didn’t wear panties, of course, you always teased him that way. And he hadn’t shaved in some time, so some beautiful stubble decorated his face and you felt it right away in between your ass cheeks.
Your mouth parted as he moved his mouth back and forth before slurping you up and playing with your folds with his warm tongue. You moaned and looked back at him, his face hidden deep in your core, but nonetheless you pulled on his hair when he lapped up your juices so sweetly.
Grayson moaned against you, and it made you bite your lip due to the vibrations. You had lifted your skirt up for him and watched him again as you felt him suck on your clit before pulling himself away. With wet lips, he went over to your peach tattoo and bit on it.
“Gray…”
He kissed your skin and sucked, before biting onto it again and spreading your cunt with his thumbs to lick you up from your clit up to your ass - where he roamed his tongue around your hole. You pulled on his hair and yearned for him to go deeper in there as he used the tip to circulate around your pussy.
The more you gave him to drink, the more he was satisfied, and it wasn’t long before you were leaning forward against your elbows: only for the bastard to pull away.
You cried out. “No—“
“Your pussy’s too goddamn wet for me not to fuck it right now,” he said whilst he unbuckled his belt and threw his jeans down before taking off his shirt. “Come here, peach.”
Before he could place himself inside, you pushed him off and he immediately pulled himself away too.
“Lie down, I wanna fuck you where that bitch was.”
Grayson smirked at your words and rushed to the tattoo bed, lying on his back in all his glory. He managed to pull his pants down - not all the way but enough to free his cock and stroke it as you peeled your tiny little shirt off and crawled on top of him.
Grayson threw his arms behind his head as you licked your hand to grab at his dick and align it with your pussy. You teased him by pressing it against your other hole but then smiled and sank down on him; right down to his balls.
“Oh my God—“
“Fuck, peaches,” you both moaned at the same time.
You didn’t waste time. You made yourself comfortable and started bouncing on him, taking him fully in and fully out: your walls fluttering around him and shutting tight at the base. His dick was so hard and you really felt it inside you. His vein was grazing your insides and his girth stretched you out so well. It fit you like a glove with the amount of times he had been fucking you. It was pure paradise.
Your hands were touching his abdomen, the rib tattoos and his deep V-line, so that you had leverage. His thighs were smacking against your ass and he was admiring the way your tits bounced. Over time, you’d gotten a sternum tattoo and even a hip piercing - all done by him - by your red lip tattoo, so Grayson made sure his hands roamed.
You began to moan more and more with how delicious it felt taking his dick. You were nothing but a filthy girl who was hungry for this mans cum. Your stomach was in a knot, and he was reaching every part of you. You were immensely needy for his cock, taking out that anger from earlier on him, and he could tell.
Your peach painted nails were digging into his skin, and he groaned because of the pain. You giggled when you felt him throbbing and slightly lift a leg up to hit your g-spot a little, causing you to clench. Grayson was having the time of his life, feeling how wet and small you were.
“Slow down, slow down,” he groaned and tried to keep hold of you when you began to rotate your hips at a faster pace, desperate. “Shit. I’m gonna cum if you keep—“
You nearly growled and moved his hands off of you when he tried to keep ahold of you to ride him even harder. “Mmm, I want it. Its all mine.”
“Peach—“
You huffed and cried out and whimpered, moving back and forth against his shaft, somehow quicker. “Mmm. Yes!” You put your hand to your mouth, remembering that you two weren’t alone in the shop.
Grayson let out a sound from deep within his throat and spanked your ass. “All yours, peach, take it.” He groaned aloud and threw his head back with a gaping mouth, nose piercing glistening in the lights and his owl tattoo in show.
Nearing your climax, you leaned in to wrap your hands around Graysons neck and moved all the way forward for his dick to barely stay tucked inside you. Then, you slapped yourself down and continued that motion.
He was ruined, and the sight alone could make you cum about a dozen times.
“You sure you don’t wanna fuck my mouth?” You decided to dirty talk him through, hips still moving. “Cum all over my face? Cum in my ass? I know how much you love it. Your cum dripping out of my pussy. Yes, cum in me.”
Grayson couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled you down with his strength and began to penetrate you himself, lifting his hips up to fuck your wet little hole his damn self the way you liked it. You had to keep your mouth by his neck as he took it all, balls hitting your ass and dick pounding away.
Before you knew it, Grayson was growling and holding on tight to your ass as he came, harder than ever if possible.
He hit you deep enough that it triggered another of your own, and you kept a scream in when you felt everything unfold.
OH MY GOD, Y’ALL
Grayson is so proud of his table and let me tell you, this is the softest I’ve ever been over this boy.
Like, imagine him building things for his future children.His kids would come to him and ask him to build something for him, and he wouldn’t even question it, because 1) he loves building, regardless what it is, and 2) he loves his kids and would literally do anything for them.
If his kid was into makeup, he would build them the biggest and fanciest vanity, with so much storage for their products and so. many. lights!
Or if his kids were into nature and being outside, he would build them the BIGGEST tree house. it would be the biggest in the neighborhood, and all his kid’s friends would want to come over and.
Even if you asked him to build something, whether it be furniture or anything, he would absolutely do it, just so he had an excuse to build something.
If you or the kids were up to it, he’d ask if you’d wanna help, and he’d say yes, looking at is a bonding experience, and as a way to spend time with the people he loves the most
i want to know if yall still alive because i sure am not
THE TOP 10 HIGHEST GROSSING FILMS IN BLACK CINEMA
bro... grayson? holy shit, i’m in love with this man.
can i use this as an excuse to spam him bc eth*n is all that’s been on my tl? yeah? great
someone: why do you read so much soulmate shit it’s cheesy
me internally: uhh probably because i’m obsessed with the idea of unconditional love and someone who won’t abandon me. the idea that i am destined for love and therefore inherently lovable means more to me than i can express with words, and compounded with the idea of someone who will love me forever, the concept of soulmates truly appeal to the (large) part of me that makes me feel that i’m going to die alone
me aloud: i just think it’s neat
we love a big daddy
I enjoyed this so much
i really just want to kiss every inch of grayson’s face
constant mood
Ethan: Life is short. Write that novel. Paint that painting. Try new recipes. Learn black magic. Go into the forest at night. Earn that demon’s trust. Become best friends with it. Brag to everyone else about your new cool demon best friend. Knit that sweater.
Grayson, proudly: That’s my brother.
he’s so precious… MY HEART
