#crent-trimm

[saggeses]

Other Eliot checking in for “show me your scribbles” duty

eliot with a single L single T checked!

[vallkyr]

Question: Do you believe in ghosts?

Statement: my cat is yelling at me and i would prefer if he didn't

not really? my deepest condolences for the unwanted yelling, how about distracting yourself by taking some pictures of your cat and sending them my way? you know. Just so you don't focus on the yelling as much of course.

[devilssacrament]

Timolukedawson 🗼

it's been 84 years but it's finally done

It had been Timo’s idea to meet up in Paris, the Olympics a good enough excuse for Luke and Dawson to be flying over to Europe without arousing suspicions; there had been a few stray cameras on them at the few events they were able to get last-minute tickets to, but mostly they had been left alone. 

Dawson’s hips snap forward, fucking right into Luke’s prostate and making him moan around Timo’s cock in his mouth, drool trickling down his chin when the head hits the back of his throat. 

Hands on his hips squeeze comfortingly before pulling him back onto the cock relentlessly pounding inside him, leaving him breathless and aching, his own cock abandoned and leaking. 

For a brief moment, both Dawson and Timo slow down, their cocks slowly grinding into him, giving him the chance to just feel, the sounds of their kisses going straight to Luke’s cock; he’s tempted to reach out and get a hand on himself, to give himself some relief, but the threat of the two of them not letting him come at all stops him. 

It’s not long until their movements speed up again and Luke forgets his own cock in favour of making sure he’s giving them two perfect little holes to fuck; if anyone asks, Luke is going to tell them the Eiffel Tower was definitely the best part of Paris by far.

[tedwelton]

crent-trimm replied to your post: in this short ted calls himself straight, right?...

also idk if we can really call a short where ted’s mustache is confirmed to be magical and tied to his state of mind “canon”

excellent point.  alternative explanation: this short is a dream ted has and he wakes up like “that was weird.  i said i was straight.”

[devilssacrament]

DawsonLuke

Selfie

wasn't expecting this one. bon appétit ❤

There’s cum drying on him - and in him, for that matter - and they’re still catching their breaths when Luke’s phone vibrates on Dawson’s nightstand with an incoming text; he’d usually ignore it, but then it buzzes again, and again, and by the fourth buzz Luke’s annoyed enough to finally reach over and unlock his phone with a huff.

As the middle child Jack is predisposed to being the most annoying person on the planet, but he’s apparently made it his mission to get even Luke, Mr Nothing-Bothers-Me, to roll his eyes at the string of incomprehensible emojis his brother has sent him after asking where he is.

Instead of just sending a quick reply like a normal person Luke shifts closer to Dawson, ignoring the curiosity written all over his face, and lays his head on his shoulder. 

He grins lazily up at the camera and then takes a selfie, his own face visible as well as Dawson’s naked shoulder, a constellation of hickeys bitten into his pale skin. 

Making sure he himself is only visible from his chest up, no cum in frame, he presses send and throws the phone to the foot of the bed before rolling on top of Dawson and licking into his mouth, silently asking for another round.

[devilssacrament]

Do you have any fics I don’t already know about? Tell me of them.

about 95% of my wips are nicojack and the ones that aren't you already know about

so instead of telling you about the wips that already exist, I'm going to share a couple new jersey manwhore summer ideas with you instead

1 given our dm's about julio and his sisyphean task of cleaning up after construction workers, I am surprised I didn't think of construction workers earlier. for this one we're going with niconate. let me set the scene for you. nico and nate are working with a bunch of guys when suddenly they're told to stop all work, there's been a call from the company. I'm winging this right now so let's say the people who hired them can't pay anymore so the construction company is stopping all work for now.

everyone is happy because no more work so they hustle down the half finished building to get the fuck out of there. nico is about to do the same but nate stops him with a mischievous grin on his face. it only takes a little bit of convincing for nico bend over.

julio is frantically looking for a new job

2 timo has money (don't ask me where it's from. idk. modeling?) and is looking for an apartment. enter jack, a luxury real estate agent. he's got a 100% success rate of finding his clients their perfect home. he's obviously timo's first choice.

they visit a couple apartments, getting to know each other a little, maybe flirting a bit. the next apartment is perfect. jack knows it, timo knows it.

jack, being a sleezy little bastard, tells timo that there's a couple other people who are interested in this particular place, wanting to see what timo is willing to do to get it. there's a little bit of back and forth, timo subtly trying to figure out what's off limits and what very much isn't.

after that, it's not long until timo is bent over the kitchen island and getting railed by jack.

timo gets the apartment.

[devilssacrament]

Hello beloved I am here asking nicely for you to finish your thought

hm. so like. you did ask for this. enjoy ❤

Nico watches as Jack swallows his coffee and sets the mug back down on the kitchen counter, his eyes roaming over Nico’s body, unconcerned about the way his brother is currently busy sucking marks into Nico’s skin; it shouldn’t be hot, Nico shouldn’t be getting hard thinking about having them both at the same time, and yet. 

As if reading his mind Jack starts moving, taking slow steps towards them, his eyes never leaving the obvious bulge in Nico’s sweatpants; Nico doesn’t know what to do, rooted in place by Luke pressed to his body and Jack’s heated stare, his cock twitching in anticipation when Jack stops, his chest almost touching Nico’s arm.

Before he knows what’s happening there’s a hand palming him through his pants, Jack smirking when the touch makes him moan, his hips kicking forward, the movement dislodging Luke from his neck; he watches as the brothers make eye contact, some silent communication happening between them, Luke rolling his eyes before dropping to his knees and mouthing at Nico’s bulge through his sweats.

Jack’s hand moves to the back of Luke’s head, his fingers tangling in his curls, encouraging Luke with gentle tugs on the hairs; Nico moans and Jack uses the opportunity to finally close the distance between them, swallowing the sound as he licks into Nico’s mouth.

Nico startles when Luke pulls his pants and briefs down, his cock springing free, his hand covering Jack’s at the back of Luke’s head when Luke gets his mouth around him; he pulls Jack closer, shivering when it presses Jack’s own hardness firmly against his leg, their hands working in tandem to push Luke further down Nico’s cock.

[devilssacrament]

CurtisLuke “shelf”

guess who's several weeks late getting to these drabbles! sorry about that. please enjoy ❤️

Dragging Curtis into a supply closet probably isn't one of Luke's smarter ideas, but they'll just have to deal with it; he'd asked Curtis to stay after practice, telling him he wanted to go over something they'd practiced for the penalty kill, waving off anyone else that offered to stay with a lazy smile and easy excuses.

Curtis had looked at him in amusement but hadn't said anything, dutifully staying until everyone else had left; now that Luke thinks about it, Curtis' back pressed against a shelf full of clean towels, they could have just stayed in the locker room - then again, the risk of a staff member walking in there wasn't zero and he really didn't want anyone else to see what he was planning on doing.

"Hey, Curtis. You spend time with Jacky recently?" he asks, pressing himself closer to his teammate. "Checked one more Hughes off your list?"

Curtis doesn't reply, just raises an eyebrow and smiles at him; the twinkle in his eyes lets Luke know that he in fact went through them in birth order, and he can't help but be a little annoyed at the fact.

He rolls his eyes and huffs. "Maybe I'm last but I'm definitely going to be the best," he says and gets on his knees.