#fucklet

[p-wrryyy-mordial-soup]

was thinking about something and realized i never posted this, ouugh anyway trying to figure out me parallel canon :33

And while im here, heres some rambling about music terms while i try and figure out names for goopy marie, deep cut, and octavio. smirk emoji

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This started as me just trying to find a funny somewhat on the nose joke title for meadows parallel canon tab on toyhouse, btw, Meadow - [Decaying A Capella] a capella being without instrumental accompaniment because shes lonely, haha get it hes lon

Marie - [Weeping Sforzando] weeping because from 4s perspective she was sad for the first couple like, uh weeks? months? that she knew her so, and sforzando is a sudden, loud entrance put onto a note and that made me think of chargers

Deep Cut(together) - [Clamoring Dissonance] i feel like the first part is pretty self explanatory, theyre loud and opinionated. Dissonance being melodies that purposely clashes with eachother , but often end in a resolution where they all agree. (i dont have prefixes thought out yet for them apart but i do have suffixs) Shiver - [ / Da Capo] Big Man - [ / Dal segno] Frye - [ / Al Fine]

All of them being terms that can lead back to one another, for the most part, becasue i think im funny

Octavio - [Booming Declamando] hes very emotional HBHFH, idk how to describe this one other than its vibes felt right

ok im done, for now :) <- with ominous intent

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

Ok. To add on to all the other anons…. Can we talk about how Dylan must be when he finally gets to Cum, all gripping him close, hands on waist, ass, pressing in as deep as he can, wanting to be impossibly closer. His favourite is to come inside you, he hates having to pull away from your body. He’s all soft moans and shaking through it, mumbling how much he loves you as he comes down…..

Well... SHIT.

All these lovely little mental images are worming their way through my brain now. You guysssss!!! What are you trying to do to me????

I like to think of Dylan as a sexual chameleon. You get the sweetness and intimacy you've described here, but then he can also give it to you dirty and fast in a dressing room at a Macy's because he can't wait until you get home. All half-clothed, mouth covered with the sweater he has hiked up your body so he can get his hands on you, watching himself in the mirror.... You know the vibes 😈😈😈

Anon is piling onto the massive heap of shenanigans on my blog today. I can't link it all here. If you want to be scandalized, give my blog a scroll. It's naughty as heck. You've been warned. Sorry for the massive number of posts today guys, but y'all went OFF! MY GAH!

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Ready Steady - Giga

[missanthropicprinciple]

POST DEM FICS. i have a mighty need for pwp newmann.

Hehehe. Do I know you? If not, hello! 

Also:

[danny-pino-group-therapy]

"Working Late" a Fucklet for OneButtScratcher.

Still more coming onebuttscratcher. You are so wonderful. Happy Birthday. 

Imagine Chris coming home while you are working on your laptop late at night. He frowns and comes to lay beside you sitting in bed.

“Hey baby.”

He said, trying to get your attention.

“Hmm”

You hummed, deep in your work.

Chris wasn’t pleased, he hated to see you working so late at night.

His fingers trailed over your thigh to the hem of your skirt then back up on the inside of your thigh. His fingers tracing over your lace panties and slipping around and on your folds. You gasp as you let your head fall back. You stuttered as you tried to protest. Chris slipped his long finger into your folds and took his other hand to take your laptop and put it at the bedside table. He scooted you down as you spread your legs and moaned. He thrusted in harder and faster as he captured your lips. Your chest rising and falling quickly, your mouth hung open slightly as you got lost in his rhythmic pumps.

“Oh you are so going to get it my dear Agnes.”

He smirked and climbed over you. 

[danny-pino-group-therapy]

And another for Onebuttscratcher...Happy Birthday dear!

"ANOTHER!" Another fucklet for onebuttscratcher's birthday celebration.

You and Chris try something daring and totally naughty, you are so close to climaxing that you scream for him to let you come. He edges you even further and slips out, grabbing your hips and turning you over he slammed into you from behind, filling you and thrusting harder and harder. You moan and grip at the headboard tightly, your knuckles turn white and your fingertips red. He pounds your dripping pussy and you beg to release. With one final thrust he lets go inside of you and you cry out loudly with your release. Chris leans over and whispers against your back “Sorry.” He kisses your spine with feather light butterfly kisses. His hands slip around you and fondle your breast, running his thumb over your nipples as you breathe heavily. Pulling out he lays beside you and pulls you to his chest, kiss your face and caressing your back. Always such a great fuck but still the great gentleman. 

[danny-pino-group-therapy]

Chris Evans Fucklet for Onebuttscratcher

A very Evans birthday for my dear friend onebuttscratcher...Enjoy dear!  Chris Evans lifts you into his strong arms, wrapping you tightly in them. His lips crashing against yours in a heated passion. His fingers claw for your dress zipper, only getting frustrated when he couldn’t get it undone. He falls with you down on the bed, you lay down looking up to him, and your chest rises and falls heavily with anticipation. His strong hands grip at your dress slit and pulls, threads rip and you gasp. Chris looks down to you with a naughty smirk spread over his cheeks. His eyes flash and he spreads your legs as he starts to devour you. 

[danny-pino-group-therapy]

Fucklet for Onebuttscratcher.

Happy Birthday onebuttscratcher, Love you so much. Enjoy...

Imagine being married to Chris Evans, you both attend a small Hollywood party, some of your best friends would be there…and Henry Cavill. You loved and fangirled over Chris, but no one could ignore such a man as Henry, his body was that of sculpted marble. You kept pulling on Chris' arm squealing silently as you looked over to Henry. Nights end came with a jealous Chris. "You'll fangirl only for me when I'm done with you." He starts pounding you with your dress up around your waist, against the bedroom wall.