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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞.

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‧₊˚✧ julia. she/her. slavic ✧˚₊‧

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

·:¨༺ ♱ 𝟐𝟑. 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈 ♱ ༻¨:·

currently writing for — jack abbot , andrew 'pope' cody , sammy bryant , michael 'robby' robinavitch , leon s. kennedy

𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 !

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working on a rabbot fic right now. if you’ve read my fics with jack and read some comments, you’ll know exactly what this one is going to be about… love ya mwah!

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Hiiii lovey!! So, I know pope doesn’t seem like the type at ALL, but I cannot stop thinking about a threesome with pope, Craig & deran. Need that BAD! Maybe like a friend of the fam??

my angel don’t take this the wrong way, because i always have to change something. i get where the idea’s coming from, because all the brothers are incredibly hot. but if i had to pair pope with someone, it’d probably be j – i don’t know why, but i get the feeling they’d have the best chemistry for it because they’ve got such an interesting dynamic. although, having watched animal kingdom and seeing pope, i’d say it’s very out of character for him; i just think that, despite having siblings, he has the mindset of an only child when it comes to his girl.

as for deran:

[shadeofpeach]

[SCREAMS]

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oh...

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jack talking you through it when you struggle to take his cock...

you’re trying, trying so desperately to let jack in, but his cock is so thick, so long – you feel as if he’s rearranging your insides, when in reality only half of him is inside you. you pull him towards you, needing the closeness more than ever, because the feeling of being stretched, caused by jack, is making you incredibly overwhelmed. your body is hot and needy, your eyes are wet , and your lips are open because of the moans that have long since been escaping from your throat without your consent.

and jack just holds you through it all. his large, calloused hands wrap around your smaller body; his lips kiss the top of your head in an almost fatherly manner, murmuring sweet words to you nearly nonstop to help you take his cock deeper into your small puffy pussy.

"you’re stretching so beautifully for me, sweetheart" he says hoarsely, stroking your hips with his thumbs while his cock sinks deeper into you, making you gasp for air "you take every inch of me so well, so very well. that's it."

he pushes further into you, and your reaction is almost immediate. your sensitive walls clench around him and your body arches as if you were a cat in heat.

"jack…oh" you moan pitifully, your hands clutching his broad, muscular shoulders, and jack immediately leans down to be closer, to give you the comfort you crave, kissing away the tears that threaten to spill over.

"it’s all right. i’ve got you. breathe, sweetheart, just breathe" he whispers, cupping your jaw in one of his rough hands, and you nestle into it straight away, closing your eyes "you’re doing so good. your sweet pussy is opening up so beautifully. we're almost there."

and when he’s finally buried deep inside you, you feel full – so utterly full. your foggy mind feels as though his cock is no longer in your belly but down your throat. you feel as though you can barely breathe or move, and your pussy spasms intensely around him, tormenting him sweetly.

but jack ignores it completely because, at that moment, you’re the one who matters most; you’re his priority , his precious little girl.

[misspossexxive]

I really like your writing so I can only encourage you to longer fanfictions. 💋💞

babe, thank you so so much for those sweet words – I really appreciate them.

as for longer fics, they simply take up a lot of my time and often stress me out; i’ve noticed that my current approach just works better for me 😊🤍✨

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imagine you and jack are having sex; he’s fucking you nice and deep, making your toes curl, and when you’re both close to cumming, he grabs your hips and guides his fat cock against that one hypersensitive spot inside you and asks "gonna cum for me sweetheart?"

but you shake your head rapidly and say “no ,hmph” jack thinks he’s misheard, so he asks again “come on baby , i can feel how close you are ,cum for me ,cum for jackie” but all he gets in return are your tear-filled eyes, a pouting mouth and another shake of the head.

and it’s all because a few minutes earlier he was being mean and teased you, so now you’re determined to upset him, and jack gives in straight away. he pulls you close to his massive body and whispers into your hair how sorry he is and that "daddy will never do that again" , while his cock assaults your puffy and overstimulated pussy, making you squirt within seconds...oh i'm so wet

[mewnbuns]

hair pulling except you’re the one with your hands in their hair, guiding their mouth to where you need them— feeling them hiss when you pull a little too tight but oh boy they throb

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i'm wet.

[mewnbuns]

i love when a man’s self control wavers— a shuddered breath, a stutter of the hips, a tremble of his hands

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that's about him btw

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i'm a firm believer that jack abbot is obsessed with giving you pussy inspections.

in the morning, in the evening, after making sweet love to you or after he’s fucked your brains out. he would spread your legs apart, massaging the soft skin of your thighs, his eyes would examine your pretty pussy. but soon, those same hands that had been resting on your legs would slowly open you up.

his thumb would stroke your clit, while at the same time his calloused fingers would slowly thrust into your entrance, gently stretching it open.

you’d be a whimpering mess in a matter of seconds, trying to pull jack closer and push him away at the same time, but he’d just hush you like a child “it’s okay, baby. daddy’s just got to make sure your little pussy’s all right.”

and when he would see traces of crimson blood on his fingertips? a spark would flash in his eyes, one you wouldn't notice , not when you were feeling his breath on your pussy because he was so close, but his hands would clench tighter around your body, and suddenly it wouldn't be his fingers pressing into your gummy walls, but his tongue, entering deep inside you, making you moan breathlessly “daddy's going to make sure you feel nice and numb now, okay? i don't want my pretty girl to be in pain when she's on her period. see, that's why it's so important to let daddy have a look at your sweet pussy.”

[kendymaycry]

when he holds his palm out for you to spit in before making you watch him jack off

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jack abbot don’t try to hide this from me, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU DO IT

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you love pope's hyperspermia so so much...

your bodies seem to be glued together. you’re so close, so close that you can barely breathe, but you don’t care, not when pope’s thick cock is penetrating your sensitive walls, kissing your cervix with every thrust, pushing white, sticky cum deeper into you, right into your womb. you pull him even closer, wrapping your legs and arms around his massive body, running your fingernails over his freckled skin and hard muscles.

you moan into his mouth, alternately with broken pleas for more, which only fuels his raw hunger, causing his hips to thrust into you rougher , harder and deeper, triggering a reaction in your body so violent that you can feel every pulse, in every single nerve.

but that isn’t enough for you. you want more , you need more. so you clench your pretty pussy, begging him to come inside you again, begging him to claim you.

and pope's body reacts immediately, like a dog hearing a command. his fat cock thrusts deep inside you, so deep that your fucked-up mind feels like he's in your throat, while his hands grip the soft skin of your hips tightly, leaving red marks from his large, calloused hands. preventing you from pulling away, preventing you from escaping, as he fills you with thick cum.

your pussy greedily milks his cock, trying to take every last drop, but there’s so much of it , so much that you can feel it slowly dripping out of you, staining your inner thighs, your bum and the sheets beneath you. but you don’t mind, no – your eyes are blurry from pleasure and quiet sighs of bliss escape your lips.

"feels so good, andy" you whisper into his mouth, massaging his neck, running your fingers through his damp auburn hair.

"yeah?" he asks, looking shyly into your eyes – a stark contrast to how animalistically he was behaving just a moment ago.

"yeah" you reply, moving your hand down your sweaty body, straight between your legs, using your fingertips to gather the excess of his cum that has flowed out of you "and you taste so good too, andy, so good" you say, licking your fingers, stained with the white fluid, with a cat-like grace.

then you feel it. the pulse and the delicious sensation of pope’s raw cock getting hard and heavy inside you. ready to fill you up again.

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1k followers... i'm in shock

i just wanted to say a huge thank you to all of you—thank you for every like, every reblog, and every comment.

i never thought my blog would attract this much attention or that so many people would like my work, but as you can see, it’s happened, and i just want to tell you that this is something that truly brings me a lot of joy.

i hope i’m not boring you with this post, but i think all of you deserve a special thank you. it's because of you that my work continues to thrive and live.

thank you once again, and remember—i’m always open to hearing from you, whether you want to chat, get excited about a fanfic with me, or share your ideas. i’m always here for you babes mwah <3!

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jack overstimulating you with a toy until you're crying…

you felt your brain turning to mush, the only thing coming out of your mouth was mindless babbling mixed with quiet moans. your body seemed almost numb, incapable of any movement. but your nerves—your nerves were alive and screaming—all because of the silicone vibrator bullying your overstimulated pussy, which was swollen and so soaked that a wet circle was forming around you, its color growing darker and darker.

jack was watching you; his face was focused and composed, while his hand, with the same focus and almost cruel precision was moving the toy in a way that affected every sensitive nerve inside you, causing your gummy walls to spasm violently, tearing out one orgasm after another from you, each one stronger and more intense than the last.

“no more…no more daddy…please, please ,please” you whimpered, exhausted, feeling your eyes well up with tears with every long second of this sweet torture.

“shhh, sweetheart” jack whispered into your hair, brushing his lips against your sweaty forehead “i know it might seem like you've had enough, but daddy knows what's best for you. take what I’m giving you and don’t fight it. you’re doing so well. you’re so good for daddy” he murmured hoarsely, pressing the silicone deeper, causing a silent scream to escape your lips.

you’re cumming so hard that you think you’re going to pass out. white spots appear before your eyes. your hips shake violently, while your puffy pussy clenches tightly around the vibrator, squirting your juices, covering you—and jack, who’s watching greedily as yet another orgasm ravages your poor body.

now those same tears are streaming freely from your eyes; you can’t hold them back, letting them roll slowly down your cheeks and jawline. and as soon as jack sees it, he immediately pulls your trembling body close to him, cradling you in his big, broad arms, whispering sweet words of praise into your ear, stroking your head like a concerned father comforting his beloved little girl.

which you are, always—his beloved little girl.

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pope definitely has hyperspermia, especially pope from the first seasons. pope, who just got out of prison, who is touch starved and broken.

you feel it the first time he fucks you. you both cling to each other like a lifeline, not letting the other pull away even for a second. his thick cock abuses your sensitive, gummy walls with deep, rough thrusts, kissing your cervix every time, making your throat feel raw and sore.

you’re still a little lightheaded from the orgasm pope ripped out of you when you feel it. his cum is making you fuller with every twitch of his big cock inside you, to the point where it feels like your lower abdomen is starting to swell—and maybe it really is swelling, because pope just keeps cumming, keeps filling your pussy with his thick load.

and when he finally pulls out of you, you immediately feel something leaking out of your slit—there’s so much of it, you're convinced you've peed yourself. and pope? pope just stares, as if spellbound. your pretty pussy is all puffy and dirty from all his cum and he can’t help himself from scooping up the white fluid with two fingers and shoving it back inside you , but it just makes even more of it come out of you.

and that just makes him hard again. so hard and so ready just for you.

more...

[holydayaria]

flattering or gross : guy that keeps getting annoyed with porn because he can’t find an actress that looks similar enough to you

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flattering. and the moment i find out, i'll start making porn videos just for him.

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you try bondage with pope...

you ride him slowly, painfully slowly. your fingers are tangled in his thick curls, using them as a form of leverage as your hips grind against his pelvis, pushing his fat cock deeper with every thrust. you look so blissful. your lips are slightly parted, letting erotic moans escape from your throat, while your body arches like a cat from the sensation of being filled so much by the man beneath you.

and pope…pope is miserable.

miserable because his hands are tied with plastic zip ties, and he wants to touch you—oh god, he wants to touch you so fucking badly it hurts him. but he can only watch, and that makes him feel as if he’s being tortured. pope wants—no, pope needs—to touch you; it’s more important to him than oxygen. yet he sits there obediently, growling and whimpering like a dog when your pretty pussy tightens around his cock and your hot sweaty skin presses against him, even if just for a moment.

you can feel under your fingertips how the muscles beneath his freckled arms tense up with every passing second, harder and harder, how the veins in his arms become so visible that you can see how quickly and intensely the blood is flowing through them. and for a second you feel the dirty urge to look at his hands, to see just how tightly they’re clenched, how red they’ve become from the plastic wrapped around them, and how deep the nail marks on his palms were. how desperate he truly was for you.

and when your skin finally touches his—driven by your curiosity—he finally snaps. you can’t even see exactly how the material breaks, you just hear the sound, and suddenly you're no longer in control. suddenly you’re pressed against the mattress, so hard that you feel your breath getting shallower because pope is so close to you, practically trying to force himself inside your flesh.

broken apologies spill from his mouth as his huge cock penetrates you so deeply that it feels like he's in your throat. and all you can do is embrace with open arms his desperation, transformed into a raw hunger, letting him rip one orgasm after another out of you.