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@lottiebelles
ᨳ cc: @lottiebelles , a nymphomanic bible.
this cherub .. is vile ⅋ sinning. ! mgm perfume , gold bangles . ༊ brain dead dad kisser . dead 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞 content. MDNI̫ ρrecious ﹠ pouting forever. ⪩⪨ ׄ ㅤ﹕ damsel with ૮αɾαຕεℓιzε∂ skin. 🐾 𓂃 !carmysdove. early 00 ❜𝑠 projected. ᰔ 𝟐nd hand kitten heels and lace. 𑣲 silly blog for icky blurbs snd attention from men and women i shouldn't even be looking at. 𑙕ྀི𓈒ੵ. ݂ .𓈒 ᩙ𑁬
21 , she 🍀
send me blurb recs.
he makes me so ..
not up for debate that @daryldixon has a bimbo , hyper fem ditz in his possession. cc ; lottiebelles 18+ minors do not interact. dad boyfriend daryl. daughter gf. twd fauxcest is giving me brainrot ugh.
she's stupid, no like really stupid. tripping over her own feet. forgetting simple shit like what rick sent her out to get in the first place. her brain dosent process much but dad. always dad. the big burly man she'd gotten under the skin of. god he had to keep her, she'd wind up biter bait otherwise!! trip over her own frilly socked feet if he didn't hold her hand.
kissing the soft of his beard instead of listening to anything she's being lectured about. pawing at his cock during any alone time. only stopping her strictly him train of thought when she spotted something glittery during runs. a excited "Look dad! it's cute right?" holding up some skirt that would certainly be to short. not that he would mind.
he loves it!! his stupid little baby always so ready for cock :((. always so happy and in her dad addicted world where he keeps her. stuffing her every night before bed so she associates him with being sleepy and cozy , stuffing his fingers in her thru-out the day to keep her needy and dumb. he loves her. no doubt. just loves abusing her brainless being even more.
he just needs to be closer. A ; Adrian chase blurb , cc - lottiebelles. 18+ minors do not interact self hating adrian , big ole loser whoopty doo , crybaby adjacent man. kinda soft at the very end i guess , breeding , pinned user.
"F-Fuck baby i-just.... shit i just love you. want you to feel it too, how much i love you." you knew he did. his soft touches, never an ounce of blood smelling up or staining your shared home. how his brow un-forrowed at the sight of you. how mornings would stretch to soft kisses and coffee. walking the dog you had convinced him to rescue from the shelter. night drives for ice cream. i love yous and dinner dates. or maybe... How deeply he was rutting his cock into you.
The large of his palm splayed over the side of your face, keeping it pinned to the softness of cashmere sheets, the ones he'd gotten you for christmas! the ones now covered in the delicate mess of your cum. "You feel good right? feel-fuck- feel loved?" pounding harder and harder as sweat glistened from his torso, dripping onto your back with every slick drag of his cock against your walls. muttered curses and whines as he tried his best, like a puppy wanting its owners praise. and you would have, surely would have consoled him, told the man he was doing so well, that you could feel him in places you'd never felt anyone, places that made you spiral. but that was awfully hard at a time like this, a position like so. babbling and gurgling around his length as the flesh of your ass bounced off his thighs. dizzying. orgasm inducing.
he was a sensitive man , for you at least. a puddle. so when it came to his mind that even for a Second. a second you didn't feel like you were perfectly content. this is how you too ended up. with a teary eyed vigilante whimpering and grunting trying to prove that he was a good boyfriend. that he loved his girl so much. breeding you full of his load with wrecked soft chokes full of intent, of devotion. you'd never mention how much you look forward to him falling asleep on your chest after.
i just need everyone to hear m out....
walk with m.
Adrian chase headcannons , cc : lottiebelles , cw fauxcest. 18+ , he's such a boy failure geek freak. i wanna cum on his glasses.
- Bigbrother!adrian who steals all your panties. he can't help it :( frustrated and tired from too long of a day. huffs of relief when he's finally in his room alone with the sweet scent of his little sisters cunt pressed to his nose!!
- !Bfadrian chase who "where's the rest of it?" when you show him your outfit. not that he's controlling he just knows the night won't last long before he has you bent over a alleyway. nearly rolling his eyes when you pout later about it. rolling that flimsy skirt ( if it could be called that) over the flesh of your ass. one heavy handed spank before he zips down his fly. "I asked before we left didn't i?"
- Bigbrother!adrian who slobbers all over your cunt when he eats it. drool connecting his chin to your folds, tounge darting out to clean everything up so eager. just loves his little girls pussy :(. spreading it apart with two rough fingers, always so amazed when he sees you, how soft and perfect you where down there. kissing your clit with worship before diving tounge first back into exposed being.
i think of Rafe cameron and !doefem alot. minors do not interact , a high lottie blurb. not proofread. semi headshots. 18+ minors dni. rough!cameron , impact play mentions , dumb innocent user. she's a girl failure save her omg
He dosent deserve her, of course not. her perfect freckled skin , how soflty the silk of her brown hair cascaded down the angelic frame of her face. a man like him, rigid and mean and manipulative had no right to be near a girl so sweet. but all of that fizzled away when she was being filled with cock.
gagged and slapped during dimly lit nights because even the best, the prettiest girls caved for men like rafe cameron. big brown eyes filling with tears as he cups her face, pouting cheeks already red and sore from him getting his anger out, yet she stares, so full of light and obedience. of hope that praise will come after the storm.
calling her such mean names in bed. fucking her to the hilt, abusing the gummy spot in the back of her soaked cunt. "that's my bitch, my slut huh?" watching her brow furrow in shame and pleasure all the same. poor thing deserves to be called baby!! god and the bite marks , always adorning her sweet little tits :( , in needs of her thighs! a fawn chained to her hunter.
@rickgrimes , farmers daughter take 1 , breeding kink. impact play. breathplay. heavy age difference. 18+ minors do not interact. reader has doubts. hold the moan. old perv rick. manipulative gaslighting rick. dumb and falls for it reader.
note: i love spit i want his spit. , not proofied
the texas heat was sticky enough. dry. the smell of the wood paint peeling off the barn , the mooing of cows , the huffing of steer. the broken wheel barrel your daddy said he would fix months ago. the bin of feed rick was meant to be giving the horses. all of it so null as it had been for 2 months.
2 months of becoming brainless, of letting cock take over your life. it wasn't your fault. would never be that your innocent little crush would fall so lewd, so untamed. wet squelches of your cunt echoed thru the barn house, tears welled soft in your clenched shut eyes as you whined and complained about how the hay-bale was scratching into the softness of your back where big rough hands had scrunched up your sundress. panties pried to the side by a dirt laced thumb. go help rick. that's what your daddy had sent you out to the barn for.
to bring him a glass of lemonade , maybe help move some hay if your tiny frame could have handled it. But rick? god he found a way every time to turn your sweetness, your kindness , the little flush of your cheeks that came in when you existed around him into just this. he simply couldn't keep his hands off of you, his eyes, his mouth. it was wrong of him, he knew that, knew damn well he shouldn't be doing anything apart from swallowing every thought about his best friends daughter.
"fuck baby face, she's crying for me huh? for misters cock?" the plushness of your cheeks doughy and pinched in his palm, squeezing until your mouth was back to open and pliant, pink little tounge pushing out between whimpers. the thick , perverted sound of spit hitting your tounge, a wince away from him embarrassment, hands coming to his chest in attempt to make some distance, stop the swirl in your thoughts. but he was simply too big.
the mass of his hands splaying your tummy, groping and playing with soft flesh as he laughed, laughed right in your face at your weak little attempts, at how wet your cunt was. "no good for it huh baby? too weak , like it too much , your pussy tells the mean man everything sweet girl. everything." you'd promised yourself the last time was the very last! but then he kissed your cheeks, told you how hard he was from seeing you in your cute little dress. and it was really no use.
he was 47 for christ sake. not a reason , not a rhyme for why his cock was ramming into the cervix of such a sweet young girl. backpack still dumped by the edge of the barn , set for college in new york this spring , smart. but apparently not smart enough to keep her legs closed for the one man she ought too.
he's so dad i wanna kiss his beard.
@clarkkent who uses his non-human bs too scent track his girlfriends ovulation. poor baby has no clue how he always knows when she needs to be fucked good .
nearly pityful look on her face when every time she comes home to a very waiting and eager kent. silly angel he can smell it on you. arms crossed and clad in that stupid white button up that your hormonal flood only yearned for more. that cocky all knowing smirk upon his chiseled face. A gentle, soft , coddling drift of words, "cmere' sunbeam let me see you." strong hands already reaching for you too kiss that pout off.
send me blurb recs.
neegan loves your bush , neegan smith blurb , age gap mentions , old man wants ur bush back , dad banter. cunt smacks. ownership mentions , sex implied , short work.
18+ minors do not interact , not proofied whos shocked.
"it's not a big deal , why are you pouting over this? didn't know you where my dad and going to tell me i was too young too shave" you couldn't help but laugh a bit at his face, the span of his hand examining your now very bare mound under where he had peeled back your towel. he was mourning and you were laughing at him! "there was something here baby." tapping soflty at where the trimmed patch of hair used to be. "use to be something here just for me, and now?" kneeling to inspect you a bit better, a huff leaving you at how dramatic he was being "and now she's smooth, and pretty and-"
"She's mine." his voice cutting you off as he pressed a kiss to where his beloved patch was now gone. looking up at you before a harsh smack to your cunt. a yelp leaving your being, your need to banter and giggle completely gone the second his hand was on the back of your neck, your face met the sheets of his bed. "gonna teach you to stop touching what's not yours." fucking brute.
thinking real hard about older bf robby who you have to tell it's ok with every bounce on his cock cause he's so worried about the age gap
the canines on this mutt...
patrick and art throuple but you call them dad and daddy "easy baby , dad still needs a turn on your cunt" before flipping you around so the other has better access
i think a about bully mean carmy a lot. 18 + lottie blurb. not proofed , cw implied fauxcest , crybaby reader , no y/n usage.
"enough babydoll holy-fuck". he didn't mean to snap at you, really. sydney had left him far earlier then intended, the kitchen was a wreck and now you were here. great. it's not that carmen didn't love you, he did, beyond words but for fucks sake would you shut up? you'd come in with that pout, that fucking pout he wanted to pound off the second you stepped into the doors. Quivering bottom lip , tears in your eyes. you had needed his comfort, a shitty day at work, missed the train , spilled your smoothie, oh boo-hoo the list went on.
his hand couldn't have gripped the counter and tighter, pressed at his temple any further. every sniffle, every shift of your feet had him hyper aware. "jesus hun it's like- like you have no fucking understanding of what anyone else is going through." one look. one look is what he really took at you, the pathetic shift in your feet, the slight flush in your face. "you can't be serious, are you dicking with me?" god it was nearly predictable that all this frustration, that fucking pout was a direct result of your cunt seeking him, seeking his attention.
It didn't take long at all, seconds merely before he had your face pushed into the cool of the wood grained desk in his office, that stupid skirt hiked over your soft little tummy, the large stature of his foot pushing your legs apart. "could have said something, god your so fucking slow angel, just speak next time i'm a really busy man." last words before the arousing sound of spit hitting his palm.