#folio brainrot

[somebodyels3]

Had a thot about the morning after with Folio and waking up to him admiring hoe beautiful you look wondering how he got so damn lucky

waking up next to Folio is top tier. just a total softie loverboy teddy bear ™

he’s just laying there—can’t bring himself to get up and doesn’t need to, he’s got nowhere to be—watching you sleep.

when your own eyes finally flutter open, you catch him in the act.

“what’re you staring at?”

“you,” he says simply. his sweet, brown-eyed gaze stays locked on you like you’re the only thing in the world worth looking at.

you blink at him, still groggy with sleep. “whaaat?” it comes out as a sort of whine as you flush, suddenly feeling shy. “what is it?”

his lips curl into the kind of grin that has your stomach doing somersaults. he’s all tousled hair and sexy morning voice, and it has you thinking about the next round. “have you seen yourself?” he asks. “I’ve got the prettiest girl in the world in my bed. I’m not still dreaming, am I?”

your cheeks heat, and you laugh, bashful as you press a kiss to his lips. it’s soft. unhurried. familiar.

“if you were dreaming,” you murmur, still close enough that your noses brush, “could I do that?”

he hums, eyes fluttering half-shut. “probably. my dreams are pretty good.”

“oh yeah?” you raise a brow.

“mhm,” he breathes, already pulling you closer.

“well, what about this?”

you straddle his lap when you kiss him again—deeper this time. slower. one hand slips up into his hair, the other bracing against his chest as your hips grind down against his hardening cock, and his breath catches against your mouth.

when you finally pull away he just looks at you like you hung the sun, moon, and every last star.

“yeah,” he whispers. “definitely dreaming.”

[somebodyels3]

Just thinking about Backshots and talks with Folio

( i’m sorry for leaving you hanging nonnie my brain was having a little trouble w inspiration. thank you for your patience <3 )

dirty, filthy sex meet gentle aftercare

because one second he’s got you in a chokehold as he fucks you doggy and the next he’s cleaning up his mess with a cloth (probably an old tee of his that had been laying around and that he’ll now throw in the hamper) and ushering you into the shower. (where he’ll no doubt ask if you want to go another round.)

and, well, pillowtalk with Folio is always a little bit soft, a little bit nonsensical — late night thoughts come to life. you know, the occasional epiphany like the ‘if tomatoes are fruit, does that make ketchup a smoothie?’ he gets a little rambly, sometimes a little introspective. it’s really cute, like the sleep deprived sort of running his mouth where he can’t shut up and you can’t stop looking at his lips or thinking about how much you want to kiss him

he’s also absolutely the sort to review with you, like just out of the blue “hey, so, did you like that thing I did with my tongue/fingers/etc. or was that too much?”

“I mean…”

“yeah. I thought so.”

and then jump straight back in to asking about your day and “is [coworker] being a bitch again?” and then proceed to tell you about how the fish are biting so much better with this new bait he got

[somebodyels3]

I love the idea of maybe surprising Folio with dinner and he just has to have his hands on you and grabs your waist from behind, but either trails them lower or higher as you try to cook

he’s such a distraction sometimes that if he’s not careful you’re going to end up having to order takeout, but he’s a welcome one. stood behind you at the kitchen counter, his hands roving over every inch of you like he hasn’t seen you for months and not just this morning. pushing aside your hair to kiss your neck 🥺✨ he likes it when he does and your hand comes up to cradle his face so you’re nuzzled cheek to cheek. sometimes he’ll massage your shoulders when he knows you’ve been on your feet for a long time. and if he’s feeling more cheeky, his hands will palm your ass or sneak around you to palm your boobs, and it’s all you can do to keep your eyes on the food you’re trying not to burn. sometimes though he just rests his cheek against yours like this for a little, enjoys being with you in this little domestic moment, in the place you share together, knowing you’re someone he’ll get to come home to every day for the rest of his life

[somebodyels3]

Thinking about feral Nick who practically begs you to let him breed you and not use a condom

then again, it doesn’t really take much convincing.

I can totally see him promising “just the tip”, and all it takes is a few passes through your folds until you can’t take it anymore, backing your ass up so he sinks inside you fully on the next thrust, the two of you groaning in unison.

“you sure, baby?” his breathing is labored—he’s panting like a gd dog—and it takes everything in him not to fold you in half and start pounding into you then and there.

“shut up and fuck me.”

now that he can do.

[somebodyels3]

I think to our lovely munchy boys Noah and Folio Oxygen is optional when it comes them and the taste of your/their pretty pussy

oxygen is overrated and their pussy is right.

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the two of them are united in one thing and it’s their love of spending time between your thighs, so it’s only natural they partake together at least one of these times.

fuck the need to breathe. the only time they’re breaking away from you is to kiss your taste from each other’s mouths in gasping pants. oh, and good luck trying to distinguish whose tongue is whose 🫡 they’re going back for seconds, and neither of them is going to be the first to stop, are you kidding????

you thought they were insatiable before, well, now they each have the other to goad them on.

I’ll say a prayer for you

[somebodyels3]

I just wanna overstim Folio till he is in tears

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as you should. it wouldn’t take much. he doesn’t quite match Noah’s endurance, but he’s a close second, and he’s trying so hard—so desperate to please and give you what he knows you want, which is for him to submit fully to you.

and he’s even prettier with eyeliner on that you can make run. it’s a big motivator at least.

sorry, I’ve been on a poly kick with Noah x reader x Folio lately, so naturally that’s gonna show up here because I say we make it a competition between Nick and Noah to see whose makeup can get more fucked :3

[somebodyels3]

Well now i have to know more on how Folio likes his chain being tugged

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tug his chain like he’s a dog on a leash. tug him between your thighs. tug him up to kiss you. watch him go dizzy at the smallest hint of pressure, bury his head in your neck and fuck into you just that little bit harder. he’s very easy to rile up. Folio is fun that way <3

[somebodyels3]

I just want Folio to sit in my lap instead of the other way around

with tired, clingy Folio?????

the way he doesn’t even say anything, just settles over top of you as his face immediately finds its way into the curve of your neck. if you know how a cat will come and curl up right next to you when they want your company, as close as humanly possible, that’s the energy. just finding that place where you two fit together like two puzzle pieces and he can soak up all your warmth and take in just how good you smell (like home) while he shuts the rest of the world out.

this is how I think Folio would be post show after he’s showered and all the adrenaline’s worn off. his hair still damp against your skin, and he makes the occasional contented noise (muffled into your shoulder) before eventually falling asleep and probably drooling. marry that man <3