#jasonxtoddred

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SEND THIS TO THE 12 NICEST PEOPLE WHO YOU KNOW OR SEEM TO HAVE A GOOD HEART. IF YOU GET FIVE BACK THEN YOU MUST BE PRETTY AWESOME! <3 (▪▪) 💜*

Aww, thank you, Darling!

[ofcreatures-blog]

@jasonxtoddred

          “Yeah, no, whatever. It’s fine. If you don’t want to tell me where you’ve been going at night, that’s okay. You do you.” Although Anna’s tone made it very clear that it wasn’t okay. She was bothered by it, bothered by being kept in the dark and feeling like an absolute idiot for letting herself be so. She couldn’t stand not knowing. It wasn’t like she could force the truth out of him though. That wasn’t her style. Practically slamming her textbook closed, she scooped it up and got up from the couch. She wasn’t really interested in listening to him lie to her any further.

[thedemonhunterscousin]

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“I’m fine Jason, I promise.” There was a lie if there ever was one. She’d been screaming in her sleep, and they both knew it. Another stressful hunt, another fearsome nightmare, (probably) her subconscious’ way of dealing with the things she saw through her work. Trying to get her breathing back to normal, she ran a hand through her hair, the other reaching back to find his hand to hold. “It’s nothing, you can go back to sleep. I’m sorry I woke you up in the first place.”

[escalaregalia]

“you couldn’t ignore me if you tried.”

“Not when you keep talking, I can’t.”

[femmefatale]

@jasonxtoddred

Masculine hand covered her own mouth to keep her quiet, moans & whimpers from her lips were always loud & would echo off the walls. The vigilante would grunt as firm hips would smack against her own plump cheeks feeling her wet folds stretch over his own widened length, swollen head would press her inner core. Sucking in lower lip as masculine frame covered in scars had a thin layer of sweat. rying to keep quiet not wanting to alert the guests down stairs. Hand would ghost over her own abdoen, fingers clutched & massaged her plump yet large breast as the fabric of her own dress covered them tugging down on the fabric. Other hand pressed the palm against her abdomen picking her up from the sofa keeping shaft bruried deep inside off her moving her towards th bookshelf stacked with books standing behind her on strong legs. Shit was removed as pants hand been taken off.

          “Fuck, Natacha. You should not have talked me into this. I am supposed to be working.” Jason spoke in a whisper as lips travelled down her chiselled jawline, mouth sucked on the side of her own neck tasting her sweat on the tip off her tongue. Jason emitted a small gentle yet low hum pumping himself deep inside off her. Hand moved towards her throat fingers grabbing onto her neck pulling her back against his chest. Grinding hips rigorously against her warm cheeks teeth would sink & bite down into her own collarbone, speaking against her warm skin.” I am going to climax soon -  we need to be quick before we get caught.

       ❛ You work WAY too much... ❜ natacha muttered between his big paw on her mouth. when he touched on her breast which was one of her weakest spot, she could feel her rosebuds nipple hardening by his touches, her libido getting evident there as she felt herself even more wetter down, between her legs. she just need a little push to cum. ❛ My body NEEDS you... I need attention.❜ shameless confession. she thought he was working & forgetting what she was. it has been a while they haven't had sexual moments.       she almost whimpering when he kissed her jawline & biting her collarbone, making her feels cherised, loved, D E S I R E D. her body slammed roughly against the bookshelves, it's hurt a little, but the pain was something very pleasurable, as he wrapped his hand on her neck, she pressed her hand ontop of his to press a little more, & her other free hand go down between her legs, rubbing her own throbbing & swollen bud, that was aching for him. she could hear the wet noises coming from his lenght inside of her as her walls gripped possessively around his member, she rubbed it faster again, now she finally came hard onto his shaft letting her fluids leaks between her pink folds, dirtying his prick with her own juices as she threw her head backwards, her body entering in pure colapse, feeling the bliss going through her whole body, not having much energy of keeping herself steady, she felt like her body was melting in his arms.

[ofboomerangs-blog]

♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

I do on occasion listen to music, a lot of the time though I will watch documentaries or asmr videos on youtube, sometimes I listen to ghosts stories or scary stories (I am weird I know lol). When I do listen to music it changes, it can either just be whatever music that I am into at the time, though sometimes I will make a playlist for a particular muse with songs that give me inspiration. I guess I like noise when I roleplay, I need something to listen to when I write, but it isn’t always music. I don’t think it helps me write better, or inspire me so much as I just don’t like the room to be quiet.

@jasonxtoddred || (meme)

[ofboomerangs-blog]

'SING'

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Thank you!! ❤❤

@jasonxtoddred || (12 ‘SING’ s The Mun Shall Record Themselves Singing)

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The Prince of Egypt. It will forever be my favorite movie ever.