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Sam || She/Her || Just a collection of sinful af thoughts that kill me (-: || feel free to message and discuss some sin™ its better to sin together than alone.

[urielysinful]

hi yeah i havent posted sin in a while bc life happened and im not posting sin now but i wanna let u kno: i got ideas fam

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okay but hear me out. giving a blowjob to brendon and worshipping his thighs and the next morning after an exhausting night, you wake up and see him walking out of the bathroom in just his underwear and his hair is wet from his shower and your eyes are completely glued to all of the hickies and marks from love bites that you'd left on his thighs and he'd get your attention by clearing his throat and when you looked up at him he'd have a devious smirk on his lips and he'd say "admiring your work?" and you'd give a little nod and say "you look really hot marked up." and he'd lowkey love when you did that to his thighs because he knows how much you love them, and he'd shake his head and say "too bad i cant show off what you've done." and basically im a slut for his thighs and i want to show that to him

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okay but you gave me this idea about brendon eating you out slowly before going to sleep (:

!!!!!!!! WHAT A GREAT IDEA I SUPPORT THIS !!!!!!!!!!

okay no but it would be like idk 2 or almost three in the morning and he would totally be tired but you would have looked really good at whatever function you had just gotten home from and he would want to do /something/ to you but he wouldn’t really have the best idea for what. and he would lowkey watch you get undressed while he was getting out of his clothes and he would let you get in bed with him and get comfortable before he would pull you close and rub your side gently and his hand would slowly slip between your thighs and you’d sigh and say ‘not tonight bren’, but he’d smirk and say ‘just let me you’ll like it’ and of course you’d relent because hello its bren and fuck pretty much anything he decided to do wouldn’t be /too/ bad. and he’d move closer to the end of the bed and roll you on your back and be thankful you’re only sleeping in a shirt and underwear. and he’d slowly slip your underwear off and he’d slowly kiss up your thighs and he would totally take his time before making his way to your pussy. and he would be painfully slow in the way he licked and kissed and sucked at you. and it would be ages before he added his fingers and he would just spend so long making sure you felt good and that you came (prolly more than once) and he wouldnt expect anything in return and he would totally just worship you and then clean you up afterwards and let you get comfortable in bed and you’d be exhausted and he would just play with your hair until you fell asleep and i love the thought of being eaten out slowly and lazily until im about to pass out goodnight.

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honestly all im thinking abt rn is brendon eating me out and im so tired

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off!limits bren: yes and you'd be trying so hard to do a good job and follow that simple rule but brendon kept"accidentally" brushing his hand against ur thigh making u drop your pencil or he'd be talking to the guys n make a comment about how much he loves giving oral and you'd press down a little too hard on the paper and have to start over and fuck!! you didn't think it'd be this hard but the fact that hes off limits and incredibly gorgeous n flirty makes u want him even more -@uriespace

No !!! please !! i’m weak for this ! he would know that he isn’t supposed to do anything with you because all of the crew had been given the same speech about you and how you’re “strictly forbidden” and he would of course /have/ to torture you because there is no way he would actually follow that stupid rule “there are so many groupies that we are allowed to fuck! What makes this one chick so forbidden?” he’d protest and he’d have thought you were attractive when he first saw you but the fact he wasn’t supposed to have you made him literally desperate to get you in bed and yes omfg he would totally do everything he could to make your breathing hitch or your heartrate speed up and he would for sure say things to make you blush and think the worst thoughts about you. Like you’d be sitting at the little table with your computer in front of you trying to work on a post about the night before and you’d be a little distracted because you couldn’t stop thinking about that oral comment he had made the day before and you’d be thinking about how good he probably is with his mouth and how his stupid lips would feel all over your body and the guys would have all been out doing something (prolly an interview) and you’d refrained from tagging along because you needed to get the post typed up and Brendon would come onto the bus without you noticing because you were lost in your thoughts and he’d lean over where you’re sitting and whisper “whatcha doin’” in your ear and you’d jump a little bit and grab your chest, your heart speeding and you’d curse and say “fuck off, Brendon!” as you made an attempt to hit him, and he’d give you this /adorable/ pouty look and huff a little as he plopped down on the couch. And he’d look a little tired and his hair would be a bit messy because of the wind and the fact he didn’t care to fix it. And you’d be dragging your eyes down his body and he’d get this devilish smirk on his lips and he’d say something like “you know. I’ve had a really long day.” and you’d snap out of it and you’d frown a little and say “oh, I’m sorry. You’ve got a little time before soundcheck. Why don’t you nap?” and he’d shrug and say “i could. Or you could get down on your knees and show me if your mouth is good at doing more than sassing everyone and complaining.” and you’d go red on the cheeks and scoot back a little bit in your seat and say “brendon! What the hell? No, you know the rules! Absolutely not!” and he’d groan and say “fuck those stupid rules. Honestly? Who are they to tell me who I can and can’t fuck? You’re of legal age, meaning we’re both consenting adults! We aren’t breaking any /actual/ laws by hooking up. Come on. The guys won’t be back for a while still, Ryan dragged them to some God awful shop miles from here. We’ve got plenty of time.” and you’d stare at him blankly and he’d sigh heavily and unbuckle his belt and bite on his lip before rubbing his stomach, and he’d shrug with an “if you’re not gonna I’m gonna have to take care of myself because thinking about your lips around my cock has gotten to me. Not gonna lie.” and he’d push his jeans down to mid thigh and you’d shoot up to a standing position and would look around the entire bus and you’d be thinking at a mile a minute before saying “We won’t tell anyone!” and he’d enthusiastically agree and would watch your every move as you got to your knees and you’d suppress a smile when you pulled him out of his jeans and /god/ the moment you took him into your mouth he’d let out this breathy almost moan like sigh and you’d melt.

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!!okay but offlimits!brendon!! Lets discuss because i’m so thirsty for this right now. Like. okay lets say p.o!era brendon because that was such a good era he was so small but still so gorgeous (and im just really partial to p.o.!era bren okay fuckin’ sue me). And clearly you’re not gonna be able to be a roadie because lifting all of that equipment day in and day out - no thanks. But lets say you’re like their biographer (meaning you’re on this tour with them to document all the shit that goes down via accounts on the specially made blog site, taking photos and videos, shit like that because someone -brendon- wanted to be more transparent with the fans) and you hadn’t known them from adam, you’d literally just applied for the position because you had seen an advertisement for it on some random website and you thought it was a hoax but you’d become familiar with the band since then and when you’d gotten the job you were head over heels, and when you’d /met/ them you were even deeper in infatuation because they were all /so/ beautiful. And of course you were there to work - that was your one task. You could be friendly with them, which was encouraged because you were going to be documenting so much of their life (months of a tour!) and you could hang out with them (also encouraged because !! hello !! documentation) but you were absolutely, completely forbidden from getting involved with them. Their big manager, and their tour manager, and Zack had all sat down with you before you were “officially” to start and had gone over what they expected of you. And they had all harped on the fact that you’re to never develop a romantic relationship with them because “they should appear available it makes more allure” and “it would just distract you from your job, and them from theirs. It’s messy and it’s a hassle and we don’t want to deal with that.” and they didn’t want you to develop any partiality to any of the boys over the others. And of course you understood. You were positive that you could handle that. You’d gone your whole life without ever breaking a completely forbidden rule, so. What the hell would be the problem with this stupid tour and these four dudes? And you were so confident in yourself, telling yourself you wouldn’t even think they were attractive probably. But then you’d met annoying brendon with his gorgeous face, and his too comforting smile, and his too kind eyes, and /God/ was he even real? And you’d get a little twist in your stomach because he wasn’t going to be good for you… and obvi im gonna continue this but im setting the scene lets go.

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Okay but you’d fully be taken aback when Brendon insinuated using you to “let off aggressions”. And you’d stare at the boys a little in disbelief before hardening your expression on Brendon, saying “I’m your photographer, Brendon. Respect me as such.” and he’d roll his eyes and go to open his mouth to say something, but Ryan would jump in and cut him off mid thought saying “you’re hardly a photographer. Lets be honest. The most you’ve captured in these last two weeks is Spencer throwing up over the balcony because he can’t handle his whiskey, and Brendon standing naked in the living room complaining about the heater being broken and it being too hot in here.” your cheeks blushed at the memory and you shook your head. And Spencer would speak up from his spot farthest away from you. “I think what they’re trying to say is, that you’re here and you’re available, and we’re all friends. If you would want to sleep with someone while we’re here, it wouldn’t be a problem. And since you yourself just said we need to get laid, you basically asked us all to think about fucking you.” and he’d shrug his shoulders in a really nonchalant way and sink a little deeper into the cushion of the couch. And your cheeks would be burning at this point because this conversation took a weird turn that you weren’t expecting. And brendon would have this really attractive and suggestive smirk on his lips and he’d take a second in the silence before saying “not like you don’t dream about being our whore anyway.” and you’d gasp at this because “brendon! Don’t fucking say that to me.” and he’d roll his eyes mumbling an “it’s not like im wrong” under his breath, and Ryan would huff a little beside him in exasperation with his bandmate and say “while Brendon doesn’t have much tact, he is saying what we all think. We’ve all collectively noticed how you look at us. It’s not like you hide the figurative drool when one of us comes out of our rooms in our underwear, or how you have to force yourself to look away when we sit in positions like this-” and he’d sink lower on the couch so he was slouched mostly with his legs spread wide and his hands on his upper thighs and - okay you had to admit you particularly liked that pose - especially because it made you think about sitting on his lap but “no! I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

[urielysinful]

these drabbles are rlly good! (also,,if you're okay with names like slut, whore, ect. i'd be cool w expanding the cabin drabble)

Firstly, thank you, i love you! Secondly: YES YES YES! no okay this fully got me going like i shall expand on the cabin!drabble omfg thank you!

[urielysinful]

send me sin(-: we can discuss!(-:

[urielysinful]

im a sub as hell tf?)-:

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okay but? why is it the /dream/ to be a live-in “photographer” (meaning you’re their friend they asked to capture this shit show) with the boys during cabin!era?? like they would constantly be half-clothed and frustrated because nothing is going the way they wanted, and there would be plenty of tension and pent up anger because they’re all trying desperately not to blow up on each other and you signed up to photograph them during their day to day lives while making this record in this secluded ass place but theres /nothing/ to photograph other than like Ryan sulking around in a pair of too big sweatpants and a band-tee, Spencer trying and failing to get himself together while having a God awful beard, Brendon being bored and trying to get everyone to come together to make this “fucking piece of shit album come together guys”, and Jon trying his hardest to be the resident peace keeper. and eventually you just get sick of all the bickering and pissiness of all of them and you call a meeting to the living room where they all grumble and protest having to listen to you lecture them. and instead of giving them some long speech about how their fucking around and not doing anything and making your job literally impossible you just stand in front of them with your arms crossed under your chest and your hip cocked to the side and you let out a sigh and tell them “y'all seriously need to get laid. your not taking your aggressions out on each other, and you’re certainly not channeling it into your work. find yourselves all a date and fuck until you’re back to decent human beings.” and they’d all stare at you with big eyes for a second before ryan would point out “we’re really not supposed to leave. remember? that’s the whole point of being in a fucking cabin in the middle of the Goddamn woods. Or did that escape you?” and Jon would chastise him for being rude and Brendon would get this /devilish/ little smirk on his face and say “since we can’t leave, and you’re already here, why don’t you let us all have a turn? you know, to release our aggressions?” and basically i want to expand on this and its completely unrealistic and sinful as fuck but i want them to run a goddamn train basically. goodnight.

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okay but fever!era brendon having like the biggest hair pulling kink and you have no idea and the two of you are play fighting in the middle of Spencers living room, and it leads to the two of you wrestling and he's trying really hard not to hurt you and you're pinned underneath him because although he looks small af he's actually way stronger than you anticipated and in a act of desperation you fist your fingers into his hair and pull to get him off from on top of you, and he lets out a low moan and the two of you freeze because /did he just moan/? and you release his hair and he instantly sits up, looking down at you in shock and your just staring up at him in confusion and hes sheepish when he says "sorry" but you're like "what was that?" and he shrugs and goes "i groaned." and you shake your head because "that wasn't a groan". and he just shrugs so you move to your knees and tug on his hair again and watch his eyes narrow and you smile a little and "do you like your hair being pulled, brendon?" and he shakes his head saying "no! of course not!" but you don't believe him and you're curious to find out just how much he likes it so you say "lets go up to one of the bedrooms" and as your boyfriend he's eager because that always leads to a good time and before you know it he's got his head buried between your thighs and you're tugging on his hair whenever he does something with his tongue that feels particularly good and you're trying not to scream and he's painfully hard from his kink being exploited for your gain.

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okay but i am so weak for Brendons thighs? they're thick and muscular and they deserve to be acknowledge. i feel like he would love to have his thighs kissed and bitten at during foreplay before a blowjob. and he would be so into you riding his thighs? like just you grinding against his thigh while he kisses and nips at your neck, his hands grabbing at your ass. bye.

[urielysinful]

okay so. (-: this is gonna be a new sin blog and i hope y'all are cool w that(-: