#weeeeeelp

[heartsoftruth]

[xthexkillingxgroundsx]

@fearxtoxfreedom asked: a drunk Tara coming home and curling up in hers and Jax's bed not reailzing Gemma's in there after having fucked someone else with the strap on (they're gone but might come back to fetch their panties or left their bra or some shit :)) and getting a little touchy feely with Gemma's still attached fleshy strap on. (I must send thi sback this sounds :)))) )

Vision blurred, unsteady footsteps threatened to crack her ankle or heel (likely both). Clack said heels against the pavement. Ugh... She should NOT have had so much to drink with Lyla tonight. Why did she keep letting gangster wives and gutterwhores enable these parts of her personality. (The parts she never wanted to admit existed in the first place.) God, her head fucking HURT. But she was back now. She'd made it back, finally. Safe and sound. HOME. Where Thomas and Abel were sleeping soundly, and... "Jax?" Door creaked open as she slurred the single syllable of his name, tripping over the doorstep and leaning against the wall for support. "Jax?" Was he seriously still at the Clubhouuu-- And there went the wall, well her legs as her heel trembled twisting at her ankle. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA. FUCK. Catching herself again, she wasted little time in shucking those stupid heels off, bare feet against hardwood -- MUCH BETTER. She took a breath, running a hand through her hair and smiling to herself, snorting at her own drunken idiocy. Hand ran down from dark locks to rub at her eyes and she yawned, groaned out. Fuck. She was tired. And drunk. Drunk and tired.

With that, she set course for the bedroom, pausing just long enough to peek in at the kids room. Both were OUT COLD. Gemma did a damn good job tonight. Shit. Right... Gemma was here. Probably sleeping on the couch, since she wasn't on the daybed... "Sorry, Gem..." She murmured drunkenly under her breath before barging open the door to her own room. Hands lazily reached for the front clasp of her bra -- ALWAYS have a front clasp when going out. Not only was it ease of access for OTHERS, but it was ease of access for her own damn drunken self. Pulling it out from the side of her sleeveless blouse, she went to work unbuttoning and shuffling out of her--... Eyes widened. "Oh? Jax?" She smiled to herself. Seemed she wasn't the ONLY one who made it home, safe and sound, after all. "Hey, baby~..." Another slur, jeans slipped off, leaving her in a sleeveless blouse that opened at the front of a pair of black lace panties. She smiled to hersef, smirking, biting her lip. Maybe she wasn't tired after all? Step by step, she approached the bed, fingers peeling away the buttons of said blouse, shrugging out of it, too. Just her panties left. Time for the surprise~...

She crawled into bed behind the figure and pressed her tits up against their back shifting forward against them, panty clad pussy grinding against their ass, hand reaching over running over jeans and reaching for the bulge beneath denim. "Hey there baby..." She repeated again, kissing their shoulder, eyes lidded, she couldn't see a damn THING in the dark, and she damn sure wasn't sober enough to make HEADS OR TAILS OF IT. "Oh? Someone's rising early~..." Hand rubbed at their crotch, teasing at their cock through the denim before fingers found the button at their waistband, snapping it open and reaching in, wrapping around the fleshy rod. "Oh? No wonder yer wearin' jeans... You cold baby? Need me to warm you up?" Hard nipples pierced soft flesh, hand beginning to run up and down the thick length of their cock, soft, practised, drunken, dumb as fuck strokes. Was Jax ALWAYS this big? Shrug. Clit was throbbed, heart racing. She was SO FUCKING TURNED ON. Lips pressed to their neck, suckling at their skin, she continued her rhythmic pumps, fishing their cock out fully from their pants, hips still grinding, pussy finding friction through lace against coarse denim. FUCK. A nip of their neck, hot breath cascading out as she gasped in anticipatory pleasure...

[lisbonsteresa]

me: this sounds like a serial killer manifesto

the show .5 seconds later

[aka-a-shii]

Akaashi is so pretty here 😍😍😍😍😍😍 and those airpods!!!!!! ugh me = 0–<—-<

[jenngeek]

Me before the Spoilery Spider-Man: Far From Home trailer- I have made my peace with Marvel. I have given them a decade of my life, but now I am done. The grief is too much. I am ready to rest and heal. No franchise in this universe can tempt me, for my heart must mend.

After: ...FUCK ME UP ONE LAST TIME.

[prophetopossum]

When your feelings overflow

[hashtag-naturalchickproblems]

The pain and suffering of the upcoming FS season has officially begun.

[panicbroadcast]

i forgot my bed sheets on the line and it started raining!!!!