đ|| she/her || 23 || Ao3 Captain of the Cole Patrol. Wannabe Brazilian. Former professional drinker. âI may be a dumb bitch but I ainât stupid.â (I am stupid)
*sobbing across the world yelling your name at the moon*
đđđhelina habibi youâre amazing even through all of our hardship and butting headsâ youâre real and so good of heart
Tumblr Implosion - Calâs Version Pt. 1
I'm going to remove myself from prior behaviors and focus on writing and community. Shout out to Lele, Chris, Hel, Angsti, Mother A, Liv, Nic, Alex, Fairy Princess, Yeni, Mari, and plenty others who held this dumb hoe accountable/supported me/and saw me for meâ€ïž
Clearing the air and getting a chance to explain things among much misinformation that I still donât know the extent of nor do I want to.
I'm going to remove myself from prior behaviors and focus on writing and community. Shout out to Lele, Chris, Hel, Angsti, Mother A, Liv, Nic, Alex, Fairy Princess, Yeni, Mari, and plenty others who held this dumb hoe accountable/supported me/and saw me for meâ€ïž
Clearing the air and getting a chance to explain things among much misinformation that I still donât know the extent of nor do I want to.
ALPAL PLSSSSZZZZZZZ ily and glad it made you have a Moment. Ily pookie FOREVER
Outta your head - Modern!Criston
A/N: short n sweet subby cole take it or leave it xoxoxoxo
Rating: Explicit
Tags: PWP, femdom, MOMMY KINK, pegging, soft baby crispy, sub!Criston, subspace, modern au, dirty talk, gentle domme, itâs just one (1) needy bb and his mommyđ§Ą
Heâs so pretty like this, you thought.
Your boyfriend let you spoon him on the couch, his ass snug around your strap. You nuzzled his neck and hair, eyes on the movie. You ran your hand across his tanned chest, trying to keep Criston calm.
He was being good so far, quiet and eyes soft. Heâd been a little spacey since you opened him up soft and gentle, careful not to rile him up by playing with his sweet spot. Criston whined and gave you his watery eyes, glancing over his shoulder as you fingered him open on the couch.
You remained still, occasionally drifting your hand down to hold his hip firmly. Sweet boy was instructed to warm your strap-on. Cristonâs chest hitched, mouth opening just the slightest. You murmured into his ear, nipping at it playfully.
âYou full prissy? It's so good for me right now. Warming your mommyâs cock like this, yeah, I have a good boy donât I?â
He bit down on his lip, eyes scrunching tight as he swallowed a whine. Criston slurred, âMhm, yes Mommy, youâreâŠugh..big.â You pet at his chest again, eyes back on the television. You fell into a content lull, eyes glued to the screen.
Then you heard him.
Soft, soft little whimpers, bitten off so you couldnât hear. You blinked a bit, registering Cristonâs state. His eyes were glazed, bottom lip was puffy from nipping on it. You looked down to see his swollen cock leaking on his belly. The cock in his ass was so big he couldnât escape from any little stimulation.
You shifted a bit to test the waters, Criston crying out sharply, shuddering and leaking more. You cooed and kissed his shoulder, poor thing. Heâd feel better later. Your man would get so stressed at work training federal agents, taking on too much of a workload.
Heâd dropped to his knees earlier, eyes wet and pleading. Criston moaned, âNeed you mommy.â Thatâs all it took for you to devise a plan for your precious other half.
âCris? Honey, you getting squirmy on me? Weâre halfway through. Making a mess already? Thank god I put down the towel.â
âMâsorry.â
You didnât want to punish him, not with how big and wet his eyes were, how he couldnât stop whimpering. No, Criston just needed a little gentle teasing. Merely a reminder of who was in charge of his pretty empty head. You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, murmuring, your hand spanning down to his twitchy lower belly.
âDo you need to cum now or can you wait? I think you can hold it a little longer, let the movie finish, I was watching you know,â you hummed into his ear. Criston shivered as your breath hit his oversensitive skin, the involuntary movement sliding down to his feet tangled within your own. He gnawed on his bottom lip and swallowed before replying, âI- I can wait.â
You grinned at his desire to please, playfully pulling at a peaked nipple as you cooed, âGood boy. Always the best for mommy.â
His dark eyes rolled through another shiver and twitch so violent you could feel it through the fake cock. Unpausing the movie, you snuggled back in, draping a thigh atop his quivering ones. Criston would probably get squirmier as time progressed. Or heâd completely sub outâ youâd see.
He was subbed out this go-round. You blinked and readjusted yourself when the credits rolled. The remote lay untouched. You had more important things to handle now. Peering down at Criston you could almost weep at the beauty, he was glassy-eyed and slack-jawed. Drooling just a bit as he whined, wet eyes searching yours with confusion. You pushed back thick curls, smiling gently, warmth in your gaze.
He whined again, mouth moving but little garbled noises came out. Poor baby boy almost always turns to mush when warming your strap. Youâd succeeded in blanking his mind out, that was the goal.
âDonât worry, Iâll take good care of you now, just keep being good.â
His pretty lips warbled, dark lashes blinking away fresh tears down Cristonâs darkened skin. You pressed a kiss to his temple, urging him to flip onto his belly. In a slow tangle of limbs, you now rested atop strong thighs, the strap still seated deep in his ass. The man feebly grabbed at a pillow, cute little noises echoing from a swollen pout.
âYou ready for mommy to fuck you now, hm prissy?â
He looked back over an olive shoulder, eyes pleading, trying to speak. It was more of a strangled sob and a jerk of his head. Thatâs all you need to see. Grabbing his slim hips you withdrew slowly, inches dragging outward. You curiously spread open to watch the sight, arousal flooding your body.
He yelped and jerked, back twitching all over, goosebumps erupting on his gorgeous skin. You snapped your hips forward in a loud clap, grinning at more cries of pleasure. You kept the same rhythm after that, heavy-handed yet steady. Criston wouldnât take long to bust anywayâ he sounded like a paid actress the way he was crying and wailing.
Deciding to get closer, you laid along his sweating back, keeping that huge silicon piece deep inside. You knew that particular strap-on didnât leave a bit untouchedâ lessening the need to angle for the prostate. Criston babbled nonsense, something between your name and âmommyâ.
You breathed against his ear, holding back a snicker.
âAwe, Criston, youâre so loud baby, you needed this huh? Needed this big cock inside your tight ass? Letting the whole hallway hear how the super agent is a needy whore for his mommyâs cock?â
He wailed again, breath staccato as he bit down on his lip to keep quiet, pretty teeth shining in the dim light of the TV. Nuzzling the side of his face you purred, âMove with me angel, rut against the towel. Know you want to. Spread out a little more.â
The raven-haired man spread his thighs out, wetly gasping at the change in angle, the terry cloth now rubbing on his cock. He managed to mewl, âM-mommy!â You rubbed at Cristonâs flanks, watching his face contort in pleasure, feeling his lean hips move with yours. You felt like one with your lover, two bodies moving in perfect unison.
âYou gonna cum for me baby? Come for your mommy? I know you're aching so bad prissy,â you murmured against the shell of Cristonâs ear, nipping at the lobe. The man was a mess of cries and sniveling. He cried out, âPlease! Mmh!â
You jerked your hips downwards roughly, moaning in excitement when Criston seized up and spread his thighs wideâ one falling off the couch in the sudden movement. His skin erupted into goosebumps once more, heaving as he came with a long, loud keen.
He sobbed in the aftermath, the build-up and final release left your baby a wreck. Gently pulling out of his ass and unbuckling the strap you carelessly discarded it to dote on your lover. Criston sniffled and let you manhandle him, his nose nuzzling between your tits, whining softly.
You noted the sticky mess slathered across your stomach from Criston and rolled your eyes. You scratched his scalp and cooed, âMessy baby, you gonna clean it up?â Safe to say it was a wonderful surprise to watch his dark eyes sparkle when Criston finally snaked down your body with his tongueâ lapping down to between your thighs.
You groaned when his lips closed around your swollen clit.
I hope everyone is well & life is treating you kindly. I know the fandom space has been quite tense these past few days/week, with all the truth and revelations coming out about certain creators/writers that we thought weâd known for some time nowâŠ
it truly saddens me deeply, as many of us knew these writers, were avid readers of their works and even considered them a close mutual. I think most of us can say weâve felt blind sided and that sometimes we may not always get along with people and thatâs okay⊠we need to be mindful of our actions. a huge learning lesson.
I hope now we can all be a bit more aware of how significant our actions are, especially online. dealing with strangers frankly, we can never truly know the full picture of someoneâs life nor their honest intentions. please be careful.
Iâve not always been perfect either, so I do apologise if Iâve ever hurt anyone or made them feel neglected or any less. and if Iâm being honest, I havenât had a positive experience either with some other creators so hopefully, they take some accountability in all this & re-inform their interactions with others and how it can impact peopleâŠ
with that being said, I know a lot of people are currently turned off by the fandom which is quite fair to be honest, but truly I think we can all collectively get past this. s2 is coming up and we should try to rebuild this fandom to a safer, more joyful and understanding space. especially for any newcomers that may wish to join!
Iâve recently, been part of a wholesome discord server for all things HOTD (with the bonus of other fandom channels) if anyone would be daring to join now (or whenever youâre comfortable). itâs been revamped with new admin (myself included) so please feel free to reach out to me with any questions, and Iâm more than happy to share the invite link â€ïž
you guys can even sus it out for yourselves and leave if you so choose to. no lock in contract đ€
I hate to see so many lovely creators leave because of all this, however I support whatever makes you feel comfortable.
my blog will always be a safe space, and I hope I can provide that for you guys đ€đđ» dmâs are always open too.
A/N: short n sweet subby cole take it or leave it xoxoxoxo
Rating: Explicit
Tags: PWP, femdom, MOMMY KINK, pegging, soft baby crispy, sub!Criston, subspace, modern au, dirty talk, gentle domme, itâs just one (1) needy bb and his mommyđ§Ą
Heâs so pretty like this, you thought.
Your boyfriend let you spoon him on the couch, his ass snug around your strap. You nuzzled his neck and hair, eyes on the movie. You ran your hand across his tanned chest, trying to keep Criston calm.
He was being good so far, quiet and eyes soft. Heâd been a little spacey since you opened him up soft and gentle, careful not to rile him up by playing with his sweet spot. Criston whined and gave you his watery eyes, glancing over his shoulder as you fingered him open on the couch.
You remained still, occasionally drifting your hand down to hold his hip firmly. Sweet boy was instructed to warm your strap-on. Cristonâs chest hitched, mouth opening just the slightest. You murmured into his ear, nipping at it playfully.
âYou full prissy? It's so good for me right now. Warming your mommyâs cock like this, yeah, I have a good boy donât I?â
He bit down on his lip, eyes scrunching tight as he swallowed a whine. Criston slurred, âMhm, yes Mommy, youâreâŠugh..big.â You pet at his chest again, eyes back on the television. You fell into a content lull, eyes glued to the screen.
Then you heard him.
Soft, soft little whimpers, bitten off so you couldnât hear. You blinked a bit, registering Cristonâs state. His eyes were glazed, bottom lip was puffy from nipping on it. You looked down to see his swollen cock leaking on his belly. The cock in his ass was so big he couldnât escape from any little stimulation.
You shifted a bit to test the waters, Criston crying out sharply, shuddering and leaking more. You cooed and kissed his shoulder, poor thing. Heâd feel better later. Your man would get so stressed at work training federal agents, taking on too much of a workload.
Heâd dropped to his knees earlier, eyes wet and pleading. Criston moaned, âNeed you mommy.â Thatâs all it took for you to devise a plan for your precious other half.
âCris? Honey, you getting squirmy on me? Weâre halfway through. Making a mess already? Thank god I put down the towel.â
âMâsorry.â
You didnât want to punish him, not with how big and wet his eyes were, how he couldnât stop whimpering. No, Criston just needed a little gentle teasing. Merely a reminder of who was in charge of his pretty empty head. You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, murmuring, your hand spanning down to his twitchy lower belly.
âDo you need to cum now or can you wait? I think you can hold it a little longer, let the movie finish, I was watching you know,â you hummed into his ear. Criston shivered as your breath hit his oversensitive skin, the involuntary movement sliding down to his feet tangled within your own. He gnawed on his bottom lip and swallowed before replying, âI- I can wait.â
You grinned at his desire to please, playfully pulling at a peaked nipple as you cooed, âGood boy. Always the best for mommy.â
His dark eyes rolled through another shiver and twitch so violent you could feel it through the fake cock. Unpausing the movie, you snuggled back in, draping a thigh atop his quivering ones. Criston would probably get squirmier as time progressed. Or heâd completely sub outâ youâd see.
He was subbed out this go-round. You blinked and readjusted yourself when the credits rolled. The remote lay untouched. You had more important things to handle now. Peering down at Criston you could almost weep at the beauty, he was glassy-eyed and slack-jawed. Drooling just a bit as he whined, wet eyes searching yours with confusion. You pushed back thick curls, smiling gently, warmth in your gaze.
He whined again, mouth moving but little garbled noises came out. Poor baby boy almost always turns to mush when warming your strap. Youâd succeeded in blanking his mind out, that was the goal.
âDonât worry, Iâll take good care of you now, just keep being good.â
His pretty lips warbled, dark lashes blinking away fresh tears down Cristonâs darkened skin. You pressed a kiss to his temple, urging him to flip onto his belly. In a slow tangle of limbs, you now rested atop strong thighs, the strap still seated deep in his ass. The man feebly grabbed at a pillow, cute little noises echoing from a swollen pout.
âYou ready for mommy to fuck you now, hm prissy?â
He looked back over an olive shoulder, eyes pleading, trying to speak. It was more of a strangled sob and a jerk of his head. Thatâs all you need to see. Grabbing his slim hips you withdrew slowly, inches dragging outward. You curiously spread open to watch the sight, arousal flooding your body.
He yelped and jerked, back twitching all over, goosebumps erupting on his gorgeous skin. You snapped your hips forward in a loud clap, grinning at more cries of pleasure. You kept the same rhythm after that, heavy-handed yet steady. Criston wouldnât take long to bust anywayâ he sounded like a paid actress the way he was crying and wailing.
Deciding to get closer, you laid along his sweating back, keeping that huge silicon piece deep inside. You knew that particular strap-on didnât leave a bit untouchedâ lessening the need to angle for the prostate. Criston babbled nonsense, something between your name and âmommyâ.
You breathed against his ear, holding back a snicker.
âAwe, Criston, youâre so loud baby, you needed this huh? Needed this big cock inside your tight ass? Letting the whole hallway hear how the super agent is a needy whore for his mommyâs cock?â
He wailed again, breath staccato as he bit down on his lip to keep quiet, pretty teeth shining in the dim light of the TV. Nuzzling the side of his face you purred, âMove with me angel, rut against the towel. Know you want to. Spread out a little more.â
The raven-haired man spread his thighs out, wetly gasping at the change in angle, the terry cloth now rubbing on his cock. He managed to mewl, âM-mommy!â You rubbed at Cristonâs flanks, watching his face contort in pleasure, feeling his lean hips move with yours. You felt like one with your lover, two bodies moving in perfect unison.
âYou gonna cum for me baby? Come for your mommy? I know you're aching so bad prissy,â you murmured against the shell of Cristonâs ear, nipping at the lobe. The man was a mess of cries and sniveling. He cried out, âPlease! Mmh!â
You jerked your hips downwards roughly, moaning in excitement when Criston seized up and spread his thighs wideâ one falling off the couch in the sudden movement. His skin erupted into goosebumps once more, heaving as he came with a long, loud keen.
He sobbed in the aftermath, the build-up and final release left your baby a wreck. Gently pulling out of his ass and unbuckling the strap you carelessly discarded it to dote on your lover. Criston sniffled and let you manhandle him, his nose nuzzling between your tits, whining softly.
You noted the sticky mess slathered across your stomach from Criston and rolled your eyes. You scratched his scalp and cooed, âMessy baby, you gonna clean it up?â Safe to say it was a wonderful surprise to watch his dark eyes sparkle when Criston finally snaked down your body with his tongueâ lapping down to between your thighs.
You groaned when his lips closed around your swollen clit.
A/N: short n sweet subby cole take it or leave it xoxoxoxo
Rating: Explicit
Tags: PWP, femdom, MOMMY KINK, pegging, soft baby crispy, sub!Criston, subspace, modern au, dirty talk, gentle domme, itâs just one (1) needy bb and his mommyđ§Ą
Heâs so pretty like this, you thought.
Your boyfriend let you spoon him on the couch, his ass snug around your strap. You nuzzled his neck and hair, eyes on the movie. You ran your hand across his tanned chest, trying to keep Criston calm.
He was being good so far, quiet and eyes soft. Heâd been a little spacey since you opened him up soft and gentle, careful not to rile him up by playing with his sweet spot. Criston whined and gave you his watery eyes, glancing over his shoulder as you fingered him open on the couch.
You remained still, occasionally drifting your hand down to hold his hip firmly. Sweet boy was instructed to warm your strap-on. Cristonâs chest hitched, mouth opening just the slightest. You murmured into his ear, nipping at it playfully.
âYou full prissy? It's so good for me right now. Warming your mommyâs cock like this, yeah, I have a good boy donât I?â
He bit down on his lip, eyes scrunching tight as he swallowed a whine. Criston slurred, âMhm, yes Mommy, youâreâŠugh..big.â You pet at his chest again, eyes back on the television. You fell into a content lull, eyes glued to the screen.
Then you heard him.
Soft, soft little whimpers, bitten off so you couldnât hear. You blinked a bit, registering Cristonâs state. His eyes were glazed, bottom lip was puffy from nipping on it. You looked down to see his swollen cock leaking on his belly. The cock in his ass was so big he couldnât escape from any little stimulation.
You shifted a bit to test the waters, Criston crying out sharply, shuddering and leaking more. You cooed and kissed his shoulder, poor thing. Heâd feel better later. Your man would get so stressed at work training federal agents, taking on too much of a workload.
Heâd dropped to his knees earlier, eyes wet and pleading. Criston moaned, âNeed you mommy.â Thatâs all it took for you to devise a plan for your precious other half.
âCris? Honey, you getting squirmy on me? Weâre halfway through. Making a mess already? Thank god I put down the towel.â
âMâsorry.â
You didnât want to punish him, not with how big and wet his eyes were, how he couldnât stop whimpering. No, Criston just needed a little gentle teasing. Merely a reminder of who was in charge of his pretty empty head. You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, murmuring, your hand spanning down to his twitchy lower belly.
âDo you need to cum now or can you wait? I think you can hold it a little longer, let the movie finish, I was watching you know,â you hummed into his ear. Criston shivered as your breath hit his oversensitive skin, the involuntary movement sliding down to his feet tangled within your own. He gnawed on his bottom lip and swallowed before replying, âI- I can wait.â
You grinned at his desire to please, playfully pulling at a peaked nipple as you cooed, âGood boy. Always the best for mommy.â
His dark eyes rolled through another shiver and twitch so violent you could feel it through the fake cock. Unpausing the movie, you snuggled back in, draping a thigh atop his quivering ones. Criston would probably get squirmier as time progressed. Or heâd completely sub outâ youâd see.
He was subbed out this go-round. You blinked and readjusted yourself when the credits rolled. The remote lay untouched. You had more important things to handle now. Peering down at Criston you could almost weep at the beauty, he was glassy-eyed and slack-jawed. Drooling just a bit as he whined, wet eyes searching yours with confusion. You pushed back thick curls, smiling gently, warmth in your gaze.
He whined again, mouth moving but little garbled noises came out. Poor baby boy almost always turns to mush when warming your strap. Youâd succeeded in blanking his mind out, that was the goal.
âDonât worry, Iâll take good care of you now, just keep being good.â
His pretty lips warbled, dark lashes blinking away fresh tears down Cristonâs darkened skin. You pressed a kiss to his temple, urging him to flip onto his belly. In a slow tangle of limbs, you now rested atop strong thighs, the strap still seated deep in his ass. The man feebly grabbed at a pillow, cute little noises echoing from a swollen pout.
âYou ready for mommy to fuck you now, hm prissy?â
He looked back over an olive shoulder, eyes pleading, trying to speak. It was more of a strangled sob and a jerk of his head. Thatâs all you need to see. Grabbing his slim hips you withdrew slowly, inches dragging outward. You curiously spread open to watch the sight, arousal flooding your body.
He yelped and jerked, back twitching all over, goosebumps erupting on his gorgeous skin. You snapped your hips forward in a loud clap, grinning at more cries of pleasure. You kept the same rhythm after that, heavy-handed yet steady. Criston wouldnât take long to bust anywayâ he sounded like a paid actress the way he was crying and wailing.
Deciding to get closer, you laid along his sweating back, keeping that huge silicon piece deep inside. You knew that particular strap-on didnât leave a bit untouchedâ lessening the need to angle for the prostate. Criston babbled nonsense, something between your name and âmommyâ.
You breathed against his ear, holding back a snicker.
âAwe, Criston, youâre so loud baby, you needed this huh? Needed this big cock inside your tight ass? Letting the whole hallway hear how the super agent is a needy whore for his mommyâs cock?â
He wailed again, breath staccato as he bit down on his lip to keep quiet, pretty teeth shining in the dim light of the TV. Nuzzling the side of his face you purred, âMove with me angel, rut against the towel. Know you want to. Spread out a little more.â
The raven-haired man spread his thighs out, wetly gasping at the change in angle, the terry cloth now rubbing on his cock. He managed to mewl, âM-mommy!â You rubbed at Cristonâs flanks, watching his face contort in pleasure, feeling his lean hips move with yours. You felt like one with your lover, two bodies moving in perfect unison.
âYou gonna cum for me baby? Come for your mommy? I know you're aching so bad prissy,â you murmured against the shell of Cristonâs ear, nipping at the lobe. The man was a mess of cries and sniveling. He cried out, âPlease! Mmh!â
You jerked your hips downwards roughly, moaning in excitement when Criston seized up and spread his thighs wideâ one falling off the couch in the sudden movement. His skin erupted into goosebumps once more, heaving as he came with a long, loud keen.
He sobbed in the aftermath, the build-up and final release left your baby a wreck. Gently pulling out of his ass and unbuckling the strap you carelessly discarded it to dote on your lover. Criston sniffled and let you manhandle him, his nose nuzzling between your tits, whining softly.
You noted the sticky mess slathered across your stomach from Criston and rolled your eyes. You scratched his scalp and cooed, âMessy baby, you gonna clean it up?â Safe to say it was a wonderful surprise to watch his dark eyes sparkle when Criston finally snaked down your body with his tongueâ lapping down to between your thighs.
You groaned when his lips closed around your swollen clit.