Lee

trying to start posting // 19

[minswriting]

nsfw | mdni

imagine the doctor walking in on you on accident changing into a bathing suit because you were planning to take a trip to the pool room on the ship. and he’s stood there, shocked before he adjusts his bow tie and apologizes before practically running away. and little do you know, he ends up in his room, pathetically jerking off to the fact that he got to see you practically naked. and he can’t help cumming so quickly.

[kyri45]

Guards! Put the blond man in spandex in situations!

Ahah you thought it was gonna be a silly introduction? Well me and @sam-i-am-27 have been coocking some more loree. (PREV)

[faerieinthehumanworld]

So this is BRILLIANT

[prudejudee]

Hii, I'm wondering if you have any Henry Letham p!links

I'm kinda on a hunt :)

OH YEAH THESE ARE ALL SUPER LATE BUT BUT... (all links for twitter/x)

YES. I HAVE SOME.

coming home late from and outting and using henry as your toy

fucking henry in amazon position...

camboy!henry x camgirl reader

stripper!reader x henry

mouthy henry getting tied up

henry being needy

henry x chubby!reader

camboy henry x camgirl reader touching on camera together

[romantacysblog]

Ryan Gosling Plink pt7

these can be based on any character

sucking Lars off , grinding on his thick thighs

The way Ryland would push your face into the mattress , ryland getting off from you kissing him(looks so much like him)

any gosling character being desperate to gett off

Courtland is so fucking rough

Sebastian mocking you. holy fuck i need this right now. the way he says "what?" in that sultry tone

TYING HIM UPPPPP. (he loves it)

I think we all know Colt likes getting slapped

teasing him

[weechoz]

Lazy day 💤

[tildexart]

thinking about uncle lars

[oddballwriter]

Bloodymary x reader but it’s all those aus where Simon is actively mutating into a monster. But I love the idea of Simon being like “I’m becoming something hideous and my angels will not love me anymore…”

Meanwhile Grace and us are like “Our fish husband <3 Maybe we can get the researchers to make a tank and get some blood from the blood moon for him to swim in.”

We WOULD still love him if he were a fish

[larsandthewritergirl]

Have we discussed friends with benefits Luke? No because it just popped into my head and now I'm obsessed

You run in the same friend group and somehow one drunken night when you're were the only ones left on your friends apartment floor

Suddenly Luke was fucking you on her couch and whispering to keep quiet so you didn't wake up your friend who was already in her REM cycle from all of the liquor that evening

And somehow it just kept going and kept going

Texts from Luke sometimes up to every other night

The group hasn't caught onto it despite the lingering glances you give each other or the little winks Luke shoots at you

Maybe you start catching feelings

Who knows

[stxrrrdusttt]

ALRIGHT SLUTS THE MOMENT A WHOLE 22 OF YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR

obsessed stalker vibes driver !!!

WARNING !!!! MDNI !!!!

warnings - DEAD DOVE, stalker!driver, sub!top!driver, dom!bottom!fem!reader, reader has a pussy, degrading, blood, pain kink, similar to my stalker henry thing but hornier, masturbation (m & f), stealing clothes, voyeurism, size kink if you squint, horribly written bc i just threw it down and this is what happened but i'm not changing it 😭😭😭 let me know if i missed anything !!!

with the help of the wonderful @prudejudee i love you so much MWAH <333

he lives next door to you.

he creeps you out a little, obviously, but fuck he's fine so you're also nervous around him for that reason.

you're in a rush one morning because your alarm didn't go off.

you're rushing out the door, not even pausing to check if it's locked properly.

it isn't.

driver obviously notices, he notices everything about you.

naturally he helps himself into your home, you were obviously so sweet as to leave it open to him he thinks

he's exploring slowly, noting every little detail to memory.

he's smelling the air, his pants getting uncomfortably tight at your lingering scent.

he runs his gloved hands over your possessions, your couch cushions.

he finds his way into your bedroom.

he obviously takes it upon himself to bury his face in the pillows on your bed, inhaling you.

he's rock hard now, can't help but grind against your mattress.

he takes his time when he finally does decide to ignore the tiny part of him screaming that it's perverted, the screams telling him you wanted this to happen are much too loud not to obey.

he's jerking himself slowly, taking in every aspect of you he never knew before, it's all so overwhelming.

he's never cum so hard.

he's careful, but when a little drop lands on your carpet, he leaves it there.

he gathers himself back together, and helps himself to a pair of pretty panties in the clothes basket next to your bedroom door as he leaves.

the air in your home has shifted by the time you return.

everything is the same, it just feels different. you can't quite place why.

when you move to change for the night, you notice a little drop of pearly white on your bedroom floor.

you're puzzled, you don't remember moisturising this morning.

but of course, you were in such a rush, your mind has been going a mile a minute all day, maybe you had moisturised and just... forgot.

but driver knows.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

it was such a long day at work, customers are fucking dumb and some downright sleazy, you're just so frustrated and you haven't had a good fuck in god knows how long.

so, as any rational person would, you take matters into your own hands.

you turned down the lights, lit a few candles, your clothes are scattered on the floor and you're laying pretty in your bed.

the curtains are open, but of course no one would be walking by at this hour, it's not an issue you think.

you reach into your bedside cabinet and pull out your oh so trustworthy toy.

it's got you through so many lonely nights when your dainty fingers just weren't long enough to reach that gorgeous spot inside.

you start off with just some gentle rubs with your soft hand through your folds, just enough to spread your wetness.

that's when the open curtains become a saving grace to your neighbor.

he watches as that hand comes back up to pinch at your nipples while the other guides the thick silicone cock to your entrance.

his breath catches at the breathy moan you let out as your head tilts back into your plush pillow behind you.

you let it stretch you out for a moment before sliding it in and out of your beautiful pussy.

driver knows he's bigger than that fake pathetic thing you're melting around, he knows you'd be howling and shaking around him if you'd ever give him the chance to show you just how measley that silicone cock really is.

he watches you fall apart, and he can't help but shove a hand down to fall apart with you.

not that you know he's there, of course. he just thinks its romantic to cum together, and in his mind he's nothing but a gentleman. he hasn't even interrupted you.

when he finally does fuck you, he's sinking into you slow and just mumbling a little "hi... hi, baby..." close to your face. he's nervous and horny and just a little confused how he got here.

he's just begging you to hit him so he knows this is real. and after you slap him he loses all of thr control he had before and just keeps begging you to hit him harder.

"you want me to hurt you, handsome? yeah? fuck, you're such a slut. get off on me fucking you up, huh? whore.." you slapped him harder then , bursting his lip open. he relishes in the pain with a sweet little whine. you licked the cut before shoving your tongue in his mouth, letting him taste his own blood mixed with your saliva, driving him to the edge of sanity...

[cosmicyeehaw]

Oh sweet Lars who deserves the world 😌

Requested by the lovely @ken-dom 🫶🏽 This also goes out to the biggest Lars lover I know @larsandthewritergirl hehe

[mangafroyo]

⋆‧ HENRY LETHAM - RANDOM NSFW THOUGHTS

> okay for the sake of this let’s all visualize henry having a mattress in his apartment—dan dunne style—and at the very least a cheap couch and a simple small TV. this is just a bunch of jumbled up thoughts i’ve been randomly getting over the past week.

> this has been rotting in my notes for two(?) weeks now? i had to delete it the first time and i lost the ask i got but it was basically "some henry letham nsfw" so... here! my own shameful thoughts. my inbox is always open!

— NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

somno. afab reader. oral [f!recieving] not proofread, wrote this hastily, horndog.

- i’m a big fan of somno, i think being with henry—not necessarily a relationship, maybe a secret third thing—means that somno is always on the table, whether prediscussed or not, it’s just a natural thing that goes both ways for you two.

that being said, he’d often rent DVDs and invite you over late at night to watch some, you agree despite being so sleepy because being around him is very… reassuring? you just love spending time with him whether it be him sleeping and you watching over him, or him painting in the studio while you’re sitting somewhere flipping through a magazine and looking over at him for a few minutes. other times? you’re just folded in half while his body perfectly fits yours like a puzzle.

your movie nights usually end up with one of you dozing off. when you do, he slides your panties to the side and either eats you out or slowly fingers you, sliding one of his fingers up and down your folds to collect the slick and lick it off, and he’s loud, on purpose. his nose hits your clit perfectly, his tongue decorating your walls—oh yyyyes he loves tongue fucking you.

when he does, you just slot yourself onto his lap and dry hump him, with your panties off? you like the feel of his pants bare on your pussy. your face buried into the crook of his neck whimpering every now and then and leaving noticeable hickeys.

- i’m a henry long dick truther, he’s not as thick but he still hits all the necessary spots inside you. he’s not trimmed or clean shaven at all so the friction of his hairs against your mound feels so good and just adds onto it. cervix abuse IS NECESSARY to me, trust you will be numb with henry. i see him being a soft dom, maybe condescending at times, he’s sweet yes but he’s also very far away—mentally—thus he comes off as rude or abnormal in the things he does or says.

- he loves missionary, having you on top sometimes where you’re suddenly going from revising uni work to being on top of him, his hips snapping up into you, prone bone of course i am naturally the ambassador of prone boning, standing up against the wall, just very impatient risky positions i guess, maybe i’m projecting on him but he’s very needy so he just fucks you anywhere without warning if you get my gist, don’t know how to word it. he likes being in positions where he’s in control, maybe that’s one thing he can control in his life, fucking you!

yes his mattress is right there and the very rare times where he’s over at yours you’ve got a proper bed, but you just end up doing it on the couch or the floor—carpet maybe if you’ve got one or a rug? also after care once per sometimes, he cares but again he’s just not all that often there once you’ve both finished.

- i don’t know if you’ve noticed but i’ve been pouring these thoughts in some inboxes before gathering up the courage to post them wow, but either you or him would masturbate to the other while they’re sleeping. he feels selfish having to wake you up so you can have some slow sex or jerk him off, and i guess same goes for you?

> basically my point is that sex with henry is very abrupt and more frequent than normal, but you both like it. i feel like i'm not doing him justice, apologies hhh, i have some more thoughts but this is getting too long…

[soupiemeowmeow]

Driver would eat you out when you’re on your period. Send tweet

[redleaderdoll]

Driver has an oral fixation, send post

[binchidavinci]

Could you write some prevy noah calhoun headcannons?

Writing these as vignettes bc I'm a yapper and he's defo into public sex UGH

Pervert

(Noah Calhoun x reader)

Rowboat The lake was calm and golden as the sun dipped low. Noah rowed slowly, seeming to enjoy the view of you more than the lake: his eyes had hardly left your figure, but you were used to his quiet appreciation by now. You sat across from him in a cotton skirt, the hem riding up your thighs, head thrown back enjoying the sun on your skin. His voice cut through the silence suddenly. “Hmmm... spread your legs a little,” he murmured, continuing to row like he'd said nothing out of the ordinary. "Noah!" you exclaimed, smacking his arm lightly. He grinned, eyes leaving yours to scan the shore: anyone still on the banks could see the two of you easily. Still, Noah’s eyes darkened as he returned his gaze to watch the way the fabric shifted between your thighs. “God, I can see the outline of your panties,” he groaned quietly. He adjusted himself in his trousers, breaking rhythm with the oars as you clamped your thighs together to hide his view. "Get us back to shore and I'll think about it," you smiled into the sun.

Town You were walking through town, wearing a cool sundress that soothed the hot weather perfectly. It was innocent and perfectly decent, going well below your knees, but nothing was innocent with Noah Calhoun around: he stayed half a step behind you, eyes glued to your ass as you chatted away. When you realised he was no longer right next to you, you spun around. "Come on, Noah, what're you doing?" He tore his eyes away from your lower half— ruefully— and caught up with you in one quick stride, wrapping a strong hand around your waist. “M'sorry,” he whispered against your ear as you passed a store. “Got distracted by the view." He grinned against your temple and pressed a quick peck against the side of your head as he pulled your tighter against his side. "Now what was you sayin', baby?" You rolled your eyes, certain he wouldn't be listening this time, either, now he could see down the front of your dress.

Fair The streets were loud and crowded, neon lights flashing everywhere you looked; the summer fair had once again taken over the town square, but you hadn't even managed one ride before Noah pulled you behind one of the game tents into a narrow alley between two stalls. He pulled you along by your hand, then, once he found a spot adequately hidden from view, he dropped to his knees in the dirt and bunched your skirt up around your waist.

“Hold it up,” he ordered, voice thick as his eyes bore into you. Before you could even get a good grasp on the fabric, his mouth was on you, hot and desperate over your panties. He sucked on the cotton, tongue pressing hard against your clit through the fabric while people laughed and shouted just a few feet away. You couldn't help the gasp that left you as your knees weakened; you would've buckled then and there save for his hands roughly bracing your waist against the wall. “Quiet, sweetheart,” he growled against your now-soaked panties, eyes looking up at you wickedly. “Don’t want anyone to see what you're doing, do you?" Without waiting for a reply, he hooked one finger into the side of your panties, pulled the lace aside and buried his tongue inside you, groaning like a starving man.

Dinner You were at a table with Noah’s work friends, fellow sawmill workers, and a few contractors. You were hoping to make a good impression for the sake of him getting more work, but Noah was not making this easy. Noah’s hand had been on your thigh for twenty minutes; now his fingers were slowly rubbing you over your panties, pressing the damp fabric against your clit in lazy circles. He kept talking casually about stupid lumber prices, voice perfectly steady whilst his fingers moved faster. He feigned leaning over to peck you on your temple as someone else spoke, before whispering into your hair. “Feel that?", two fingers stroking firmly over the soaked cotton. “Making such a mess, sweetheart. Keep your legs open for me.” You nodded solemnly and furrowed your eyebrows, as if he'd just told you something perfectly innocent, and pretended to take another sip of wine to prevent yourself from moaning. You bit your lip hard as he slipped a finger under the edge of your panties, teasing your entrance while smiling at the man across the table.

Dock The old wooden dock creaked softly under you. It was late, approaching early morning, but a few boats drifted in the distance. You couldn't have cared less about them, though: Noah had you straddling his lap, your dress bunched around your waist, as he buried himself to the hilt inside of you as he guided your hips in slow, deep rolls that made your eyelids heavy with pleasure and a blush creep across your cheeks.

“See those boats, hmm?” he breathed against your hair, thrusting up into you and forcing your nails to dig into his shoulder. "Y-yeah," you managed when he squeezed your ass harshly. “Yeah? They might see us. Might see how pretty you look riding my cock. You don't care? Mm? Answer me.” He gripped your thighs harder, spreading you open as he fucked you. "Nnngh—" You couldn't get a reply out: you let your head fall forward onto his shoulder as he thrust upward, groaning an incoherent response. “S'ok. Let ‘em hear you. I want everyone to know exactly who this pussy belongs to.”

Home You had dropped in to see Noah, to check how things were going with the new house that Noah was building so that you could live there, together. The second floor was still under renovation, with beautiful, arched Georgian windows dominating the front room; curtains and blinds were yet to be put up at this stage of construction. Early evening light poured in through the huge windows as Noah fucked you from behind, your sweaty hand pressed hard against the pane. Anyone walking the dirt road below could look up and see everything; even though the road was rarely frequented, you couldn't help but feel a little exposed.

Noah kept one hand fisted in your hair and the other gripping your hip, pounding into you hard enough that your chest and the side of your face pressed against the window. "That’s it,” he groaned, accent strong with lust. He yanked on your hair, forcing your back to arch even further against him. “Feel good? You like your new house, baby?” He reached around to rub your clit, sending your eyes rolling back into your head as he picked up the pace. "Yeah— yes, Noah," you managed, knees buckling below you: his grip around your waist and in your hair was strong enough to keep you up-right. "Yes what?" he cooed, slowing his pace torturously. "Yes, I love the new house... p—please!" you cried out “That's nice baby. M'gonna fill you up right here in your new bedroom."

[larsandthewritergirl]

Lars fucking baddie gf in a sundress while they're out on a picnic date

[cosmicyeehaw]

Holland when he...um he.... uhhhhhHH 🫪

You all have @larsandthewritergirl to thank for this heheh

[jinxdcowboy]

enema of the jeffery THANKYOU💜