#💌.roomies

[bbytamaki]

solomon running his mouth to piss you off and see if you’ll you’ll sit on his face to finally make him shut the fuck up

vera do you know i am in love w you /p

in my oh-so humble opinion he needs the back of his throat bruised to the point where he can’t speak anymore. now imagine…

sitting on his face and holding his nose until he taps your thigh twice for air. there’s something he loves about putting his life in your hands, technically speaking. even if he can’t die the sensation is so thrilling to him.

or sitting him on his knees and fucking his mouth (naturally, magically, toy, or otherwise) and reminding him that dogs shouldn’t speak. making him forget how to use his words and only use “please” or “more” like a good puppy.

#💌.roomies #♡.vera #minors look away #obey me smut #cw breath play #sub obey me #hiding my face after posting this #should i make a separate account for more intense kinks? #hmmm idk

[softlymaximoff]

hi bestieee will you pleaseee do a roommates with Kate moodboard 👀 (I always headcanon her as extremely messy)

Kate is 100% a messy bed and “I work better on the floor” person

#moodboards! #kate bishop #Kate x reader #belovaskitkat #asks #witchy answers #letterbox 💌 #roomie!katie

[the-magicians-ravens]

Saying "haha yeah" in response to my roommate's comment about Mike always having been an asshole as if I haven't written fanfiction and read thousands of worda of fanfictions where really, he's just a boy who's a little different, scared, and in love with his best friends....

#mike wheeler maybe u are an asshole but i love u all the same 💌 #watching stranger things with my roomies and having to pretend to be mostly normal about is so hard lmao #stranger things #mike wheeler

[kithtaehyung]

30k?! you either really love us or we’re about to really suffer and frankly… im good with it. if it’s better to split that’s cool too. but 30k?! can we bring back the ‘marry me ryen’ posts

-🎻

THE WHAT POSTS😭😭 no no!! i love y’all, you know that :’)) just trying to figure out what works best for everyone!!

if you’re good with being destroyed, then yay :)) LMAO

#also hello roomies!! #I see sax’s message too #about to answer it! #🎻 anon #asks:3tan #3tan10 #lovely people #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌

[t4tbedehopmar]

koha. pointing the mic at you. thoughts on himeara.... (totally not gay!!! no not at all!!!)

BEAUTIFUL SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL *passes away dramatically and is dragged off stage*

#💌 #Ꮺ . . best mama ! #srsly tho ur roomies...... and u make each other's make ups and end up making out...... and tetore is just there........... #STARS CRYING UNCONTROLLABLY I'M SO HAPPY FOR MY MAMA AND HIMERURU WAAAAHHH

[cherryview]

woa… that much snow sounds really pretty! i love when it just lays there in neat, untouched sheets. an orange and pink blend... sounds like it'd make a really pretty sweater. you know those ones that look, like... blended yarn-sy?

also omg! cricket! how cute!! is he an old cat or literally baby?

not the best cook but i had a phase where i was churning out absolutely delicious sesame chicken once a week without fail. double frying my beloved… i honestly just mostly bake now too! chocolate cookies, gingerbread cookies, cinnamon buns, cake, milk cake… baking’s just more appealing. i blame the sugar and pretty smells. what do you like to bake?

please make me milk cake!!! i like to bake a lot of things but especially cakes!! red velvet is my favorite <3 also banana bread!!

hes 4!! and my son <3 also the snow was in those sheets because i was driving past a farm <33 very sweet

#anon i just watched trolls and it was so camp #my bg3 roomie is the one who made me watch it #she’s so unserious i love her #also pls bake for me #also one of my coworkers has a sweater just like your description #and i want one so bad #anon is there a nickname for u i keep calling u anon LMFAOO #we’re besties now so #♥️💌☘️ nation

[queenie-the-court-jester]

OH FLUFFY STORY, UHM uhm, Cupid! Reader accepts and slowly tries to patch up his wings and he turns into a househusband HAHAHA I think it be Hella cute to come home to a cutie wearing an apron 'kiss the chef!' and then you hug him and tousle his hair and he just has this stupid bright happy grin on his face.

💌sweetheart mentally scarred the both of you with the whole 'cutting wings off' stunt. You still shivered whenever you'd find a pink feather hidden somewhere. Since the bones really hurt and we're uncomfortable when he'd try to sleep, you carefully cut them off with some specialized tools you found on amazon for half price

💌 leaving them as little nubs and gently rubbing soothing lotion on the areas around. All while he let out happy little groans, leaning into your touch. All the pain was so worth it, because now you're both married! Roomies

💌at first he was banned from the kitchen since he almost burned it down trying to heat up milk. But with enough cooking lessons and precautions he got the hang of it. Packing you cute little lunches and doing all the housework. He has this little fantasy where you come home from work everyday and lay him down and stroke his cock and-

💌 he's a pervert. Going through your underwear to save for personal use. Where does he hide it? Who knows. He practically salivates when ever you walk around the house naked, no matter how many times he sees you in the nude, he always gets a boner and a nosebleed

💌he somehow convinces you to actually get married with him? Where the hell did he get those rings and marriage papers from- expect him to be whining about wanting kids next. Sweetheart learns how to bark like ishowspeed...

💌 turning him into an honorable member of society was the biggest challenge ever, he's so strange and odd. Sometimes you lose him in crowds only to find him up a tree moments later. You had to buy multiple matching couple shirts just so people could return him

💌 sweetheart started growing out his hair, you brushed it off as him trying a new style. but In reality he got the delusional idea that if he grew his hair out long enough he could tie you up with it and fuck you stupid like a good husband should

💌don't let him eat sugar, he'll get a sugar rush and zoom around the house like crazy. Biting you and demanding to let him suck your nipples. What is with this man and sucking nipples. You need to put a gag on him or something before he wants to start sucking your genitals

#yandere x darling #yandere x reader #queenie writes #queenie ocs #ocs #yandere #yandere male #yandere male x reader #male yandere #Fluff #fluff headcanons #Yandere oc #Yandere oc x reader #Sweetheart the cupid #Yandere boyfriend #Yandere husband #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere boy #yandere blog #soft yandere #yandere thoughts

[b1mbodoll]

i hope pervy thoughts time is not done !!!! pervy roommate euijoo who is super sweet and the bestest roomie you could've ever got !! he's super clean, does all the chores, doesn't bring super noisy people over and just a great roommate ! and you guys get along too !!! he's really funny, you guys love the same movies and have movie weekends all the time ! but what he likes to do most stays hidden behind your back because once you leave the flat to go out with your friends, the perv jerks off everywhere !! on every furniture and surface he imagines bending you over and fucking you and sometimes steals your dirty laundry / panties for a sniff

<🦭3

pairings: byun euijoo x f! reader

warnings: perv! ej + omorashi + panty sniffing + masturbation + inappropriate use of stuffies + pillow humping

💌: im going to eat you WHOLE this is soooooooooo.. 😵‍💫

roomie euijoo is the sweetest lil thing ever <3 tidies up ur room, does ur laundry, cleans and cooks for you, all without complaint. he treats you like a princess because the guilt he feels for jerking his dick to pictures of you every night is unbearable and it makes him feel fucking disgusting.

the guilt is always there, but it could never outweigh the lust he feels for you.

when you go out with friends in short skirts and tight tops it drives him crazy, sends you on your way with a “stay safe” and tells you to call if you need anything. the second you’re gone he makes his way to your room, grabbing a pair of recently worn panties and bringing them to his face, mouth falling open as he inhales deeply, your scent invading each and every one of his senses.

just smelling you is never enough, euijoo needs to mark you as his. make it known that you and your holes belong to him.

so he does what any other sick pervert would do, and ruts his cock against your favorite plushie, stroking his dick over and over until the toy is completely covered in his thick seed.

he doesnt stop there either. humps your pillow til he climaxes and another creamy load spills on it, seeping into the pillowcase.

he’s so depraved, cums on your clothes, your favorite spot on the couch and even on freshly washed panties, the gusset becoming drenched in ropes of his semen.

when he physically can’t cum anymore euijoo resorts to marking your things with his piss. directs his cock to your favorite plushie again before releasing onto the poor thing’s face, knowing you love to press kisses on it’s soft face.

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered. #♡.the honeypot #♡.sweetheart: 🦭 #&team #byun euijoo #andteam #&team x reader #&team smut #byun euijoo x reader #byun euijoo smut #andteam x reader #andteam smut #💌.omorashi #💌.panty sniffing #💌.masturbation

[hayleythesugarbowl]

HEYYYYY it’s been awhile since I’ve asked for something and I thought today I would like to have some more Angela stuff I’m not gonna be picky about it just give me something to feed on and I’ll be happy I was hoping a nice long story that’s all I got for you you can write on it when you feel like it or have the time thanks :))) hope your doing well and have a nice rest of the week ;)

Second Chances || Angela Giarratana x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆

summary: when the smosh cast goes on a company retreat and you and angela are forced to share a hotel room you have the opportunity to rekindle an old romance

word count: 3.3k

warnings: none

a/n: hey!! hope this is what you wanted, i just kinda had this idea and ran with it and i had to include the one bed trope because c’mon. also fem!reader like all of my other angela fics. anyways enjoy!! 💌💋

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     “Everyone say vacation!” 

     Courtney smiled as they took a group photo of you and everyone else at Smosh. You grinned, looking forward to the time  away from work and daily life. 

     You and the rest of the cast had all flown to a sunny beach town for a week-long company retreat and you now stood in front of a large, bustling resort taking in the warm air, the pinkish glow of the now-setting sun, and sounds of laughter and shouting.

     “Alright everyone, we’re going to have to share rooms because apparently this place is busy this time of year and someone forgot to check availability,” Ian announced, turning to his best friend. 

     “Why are you looking at me?” Anthony said.

     Everyone began discussing who they wanted to bunk with—Shayne moving to stand closer to Damien, Courtney and Olivia linking hands, and Anthony and Ian were already discussing who would sleep in the bed closest to the window—and you watched as everyone paired off. You turned to find Angela next to you.

     “So, everyone’s paired up…what do you say? Roomies?” She asked.

     “Roomies,” you answered, trying to smile. Of course, just your luck. You were glad, in a way—you didn’t want to start your vacation off not finding someone to share with and be stuck feeling like this was middle school all over again—but you couldn’t decide which was worse, that or having to share a room with your ex for the whole week. You figured Angela would have felt the same way. 

     You were over Angela. You thought. You two had dated for the better part of 6 months but you had ultimately decided your relationship was better off as strictly coworkers a couple of months ago. You had both had your part in the relationship failing and you recognized that things were better off this way. But you couldn’t keep away the nagging part of you in the back of your mind that constantly thought what if? What if you had made a mistake ending it? What if your story wasn’t over? 

    You pushed those thoughts away—they were no use to you now—and tried to focus on getting though this week without any uncomfortable experiences. 

     You were brought out of your thoughts by  your party moving towards the resort and you quickly hurried to catch up with them. You saw Angela glance back at you but you ignored it and the feeling you got in your chest as she did so.

     You all found your rooms relatively easily after a long trip up many stairs—of course the elevators were out of order for service this week—and many of them were on the same floor. You walked towards the door of your room and slid the keycard in.

     Small. The first thought you had as you walked into your and Angela’s room some hours later was that it was incredibly small for a five star resort hotel. You figured since they were so booked it must have been all they had.

     Which explained why there was only one space that doubled as a bedroom and a living area, one closet, and, you realized with horror, one bed. 

     You heard Angela come up behind you. 

     “This is it,” you gestured to the room. 

     “Where’s the rest of it?” She asked, stepping in and looking around. 

     You set down your suitcase and sighed as Angela glanced around, her eyes landing on the bed.

     “I’ll sleep on the floor,” Angela offered.

     “Angela, I can’t let you do that. I’ll sleep on the floor.” 

     Angela threw up her hands. “So, we’ll both sleep on the floor then.”

     “Doesn’t that seem like a waste of a perfectly good bed?” You asked.

     “I wouldn’t say perfectly good,” Angela mumbled, “I’ve seen documentaries about how they don’t wash those.”

     You rolled your eyes at her internally, but you had to try not to smile. It wasn’t the first time you’d heard this spiel.

     “Well, someone has to sleep in it,” you said.

     Angela pulled at a strand of her hair. You looked at your shoes. This was ridiculous. You could be adults about this. What was the harm if you and Angela shared the bed? There wasn’t anything weird between you. You were…acquaintances, weren’t you?

     Before you could change your mind you said, “We could share it.”

     That got Angela’s attention. 

     “I mean, there’s no reason why we cant, right?” You added. The words even though we broke up were left unspoken between you. 

     “Of course not,” Angela said but she looked like she would rather sleep on the floor. 

     You figured this whole thing must be awkward for her too. Of course, you knew she had moved on from you. You had no doubt of that. But still, you assumed sharing a bed with your ex had to be uncomfortable for everyone, right?

     Either way, it was settled and so a few minutes later you found yourself climbing into bed with Angela on the other side of you, careful to keep your back to her and your body as close to your edge as possible. 

     The last thing you remembered before you drifted off to sleep was hearing Angela’s snores and thinking that you were right back where you were a few months ago. 

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     When you woke up Angela was already out of bed and you breathed a sigh of relief that you didn’t have to face her and could avoid a potentially awkward situation. At least that was something, you thought, as you made yourself get out of bed at what you thought was far too early a time to start a day on vacation. 

     You heard the water water running and decided you would shower that night rather than cross Angela in the bathroom. You threw on the first pair of pants you found in your suitcase and began looking through tops in the closet. You finally settled on one and had just taken off your pajama shirt when something made you pause and you stopped moving as you heard a familiar sound. 

     Angela was singing in the shower. You instinctively took a step closer to the bathroom. She was singing some show tune that you didn’t recognize but the sound was so familiar, so comfortable that you felt as if you’d heard the song before.

     You took another step closer. It was a quiet sound, but her voice grew louder as you stood outside the bathroom door and all you could think of was that it was beautiful. 

    You didn’t know why this was affecting you so much. Probably because it reminded you of when you and Angela were you and Angela. You’d heard her sing plenty of times when you were together. In fact, she’d always made you sing with her so she didn’t hyperventilate trying to sing all of Non-Stop. You’d say you had a lousy voice and she’d tell you the angels were jealous of the way you sounded. You stopped yourself before you got lost in the memory. 

     Unfortunately, you didn’t stop yourself in time to hear Angela’s shower water turn off or her singing stop. 

    You were made aware of this by the door opening and nearly hitting you in the face. Angela looked as shocked to see you as you were to come face to face with her. 

     “(Y/n), what are you—” 

     She cut off and her eyes widened as she looked at you. You caught your reflection in the mirror of the bathroom and you immediately understood why. You had forgotten that you were in the process of changing when you had stopped to listen to Angela.

     You now stood in your pants with your shirt in your hand and nothing but your bra on top—you praised all that was good and holy that you had been too tired to take it off last night before you went to bed—and you stood there in shock. You quickly covered your chest with your shirt but it was too late. The damage had already been done.

     Angela stared at you and you couldn’t read her expression. Surprised? Annoyed? That had to be it, you supposed you wouldn’t be too happy either if you got out of the shower to find someone half-naked lingering outside your bathroom. 

     “Angela, I’m sorry, I was just—” You tried, but she interrupted.

     “It’s ok, bathroom’s all yours,” she said, stepping past you and looking at the ground. You figured it was in your best interest to go along and pretend that you had been waiting for the bathroom so you just stepped in and locked the door, trying not to notice how the room smelled like her. Like her perfume, her conditioner, everything that you remembered from before. You looked at your weary reflection in the mirror.

     It’s going to be a long vacation, you told your reflection, but all it did was stare back at you.

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     The next day passed in flashes of beaches and gift shops and avoiding Angela. You had been having fun, or trying to really, despite your living situation.

     Things with Angela were especially awkward after that morning. What was wrong with you?

     I am over Angela. 

     And that became your mantra. As you watched her laugh and talk with all of your cast mates. As you tried not to stare at her and her adorable blue bikini. And especially as you dreaded that night and the horrors it would inevitably bring. At least with everyone else around you could safely navigate your vacation without really having to interact with her. But then you would have to go back to your room and back to your bed and you didn’t know if you could take it. Maybe you were wrong about being able to be perfectly fine with this. 

     I am over Angela.

     And maybe if you said it enough times you’d actually believe it.

    “(Y/n), did you hear me?” Angela tapped you on the shoulder.

     “Oh, no sorry, what?” You asked, dazed.

     “I just asked if you wanted a snow cone, I was going to buy us some,” she gestured to a stand a few hundred feet away. 

     “Oh, no thank you,” you answered and all you could think of was her touch on your arm. 

     You were doomed. 

     “(Y/n), are you ok?” You felt someone come up beside you and you turned around. Arasha was looking at you with a concerned expression on her face. “You’ve been acting weird all day.”

     You supposed you had. “Oh, I’m just tired, that’s all.”

     You risked a glance at Angela and Arasha just nodded but you didn’t think she believed you. 

     After that, everyone started to part ways and go off to explore the city on their own. 

     Amanda turned back to you from where she and Shayne were standing. “You coming with?”

     “I’ll catch up,” you called. You weren’t in any hurry. You stopped to look in the window of a cute little candle shop. There was no reason you couldn’t enjoy your vacation on your own. You were glad of the peace and quiet for a moment. 

     “Hey, where’d everybody go?” Angela ran up to you with a tray full of snow cones. You shrugged.

     “That’s the last time I do anything nice for those lousy—”

     You let out a chuckle. She smiled at you and it was impossible for you not to smile back.

     “So, any place you particularly wanna see?” Angela gestured around as she began eating a snow cone. She held one out to you and you took it.

     “Nothing in particular,” you answered honestly. 

     “Well, then we can see nothing together,” she began walking and you kept pace with her. 

     This was good, you thought. Just a nice, casual walk around the city with Angela like two coworkers would do.

     You made small talk about your job and the things around you and it was easy enough. Angela talked enough for the both of you, so you just piped in when necessary and kept your eyes firmly on the snow cone in your hand. Which was probably why you didn’t see the pole in front of you. 

     “(Y/n), watch out!” Angela jumped in front of you, throwing down the tray of snow cones, and pulled you out of the way just before your forehead connected with the metal pole.

     Your heavy breathing had nothing to do with the near-accident that had almost occurred. Angela gripped your sides tightly and you were closer to her than you had been in a while. For a moment you two just looked at each other before you pulled away and mumbled a quick “thanks”. 

     You were debating wether or not to say more when Chanse walked out of a shop in front of you and fell in to step with Angela. She looked back at you briefly before continued again and as you walked behind them you repeated the only thing keeping you sane. 

     I am over Angela. I am over Angela. I am over Angela.

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     By the time you got back to your hotel room it was late and all you wanted to do was fall asleep and not think about Angela or this day. You were just about to climb into bed when you realized that someone was already there.

     Angela. She must have gotten back before you and was already asleep. You paused a moment to watch her sleeping form—she looked so calm and peaceful—before slipping in to your side of the bed, staying as far away from her as possible. You shivered under the sliver of blankets that you had—Angela had wrapped them all around her. You supposed it wouldn’t be the end of the world if you scooted a tiny bit towards Angela in order to be covered by the warm sheets. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it would do, you thought. Your eyelids began to droop as you shivered again. Maybe if you just…shifted… a little…towards…

…Angela. You awoke that morning and the first thing you saw was Angela. Her head was on your chest and your arms were over her back. Your initial horror dissolved into contentment as she nestled her head into you in her sleep and her hair tickled your collarbone. She felt warm in your arms and you didn’t want her to wake up quite yet. Because she wouldn’t be doing this is if she were conscious. You knew you should just sneak out from under Angela and out of bed before she woke up and found you like this but you couldn’t make yourself. 

     Because as you lay here like this with your ex-girlfriend you couldn’t seem to remember why you broke up. This felt right.  You knew you could never say any of this to Angela—she’d moved on from you like you’d failed to do with her. Because you realized then that you weren’t over Angela. 

     You felt Angela begin to stir and you tried to move your body out from under hers but you only got about halfway when she opened her eyes and blinked at you.

     “(Y/n)?” She took in your close proximity and her head in your chest. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her voice was gravely from sleep as she said, “Well, I guess we were cold last night.”

     You nodded and let yourself pretended that was it. 

     “I’m going to go get us some more towels,” you said, standing up and walking towards the door. You didn’t even bother putting on a robe or clothes and figured you’d take your chances wearing your pajamas in the hall rather than staying in here with Angela.

     Once you were out of the room you leaned up against the door and took a deep breath. Your cheeks were hot and you ran a hand through your messy hair. 

     “(Y/n), what are you doing?”

     It was Arasha. She walked towards you from a room down the hallway and you met her in the middle.

     “Getting some air,” you said, “You?” 

     “Couldn’t sleep” she answered and you looked out a window, seeing the dark sky and realizing it was earlier than you thought. Probably no later than 5:30 in the morning. 

     “Are you ok, really?” She asked hesitantly when you didn’t answer.

     You sighed. What was the harm in telling her really? She knew you and Angela had dated. Everyone did. She could probably guess on her own; maybe she already had.

     “It’s Angela,” you admitted. “I thought sharing a room with her would be fine since it’s been a couple months since we broke up but it’s not fine.”

     Arasha frowned, “You’re not on good terms? I thought you two stayed friends after your breakup.”

     “No, it’s not that,” you said, swallowing. “I—I think I’m still in love with her.”

     Arasha’s eyes widened and you fumbled for words.

     “Everything she does reminds me of how things used to be and I’ve tried to keep my distance and remind myself why we’re not together anymore but none of those reasons really seem compelling anymore and I know it’s a bad idea and it could never happen but—”

     Arasha put a hand in your shoulder, interrupting you. “I think if you really love her, then tell her. What’s the worst that could happen?”

     “I could make things more awkward than they already are?” You bit your bottom lip.

     “If worst comes to worst, you can stay with me. Amanda snores anyway.” She laughed and you joined her, grateful for her help and advice.

     “So does Angela,” you remarked fondly, “Thanks, Arash, I appreciate it. I’ll find a way to tell her. I just don’t know what she’ll say.”

    “I think she’ll say that she completely agrees with you.”

     You spun around at the sound of Angela’s voice. 

     “Angela, I—”

     She put up a hand. “I heard everything. I was going to ask you to bring up some muffins with you.”

     Arasha backed up. “I’ll catch you guys later.” She gave you an encouraging smile as she went back into her room and left you and Angela alone in the hall. 

     You said, “Angela—”

     At the same time as she said, “I love you too, (Y/n).”

     “I didn’t mean—wait, what? You do?” You stared at her in shock.

     “I still love you. Actually, I never stopped loving you,” she said, more quietly now. She looked so vulnerable then and you wanted to reach out to her but you didn’t.

     “But we said we were better off as coworkers, as—”

     Angela shrugged, “And how’s that working for us?” 

     You thought about the way this week was going so far for you and realized you hadn’t even considered that Angela felt the same way. That everything was just as hard for her as it was for you. If this trip had taught you anything it was that some things—some people—were worth second chances. 

     You closed the distance between her and kissed her. Kissed her like you’d been waiting to kiss her for thousands of years. In a way, it felt like that. As she kissed you back, you thought that this was how it was meant to be. 

     “You know what? You’re right, I think this works a lot better,” you said breathily.

     She smiled at you. “So, what do you say we go back to bed?” 

     “As long as you stay on you’re side,” you teased her, starting to walk towards your room. You were glad things were more comfortable between you. It wasn’t perfect, but you’d make up for the time you lost together. You still had five whole days of vacation, and you were going to make the most of them.  

     “That,” Angela responded, walking through the doorway and turning back around, looking at you with a twinkle in her eye, “I can’t promise.”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this babes!! have a lovely week and expect a couple more angela fics coming out soon!! 🤭🎀

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[theviridianbunny]

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[bbytamaki]

solomon makes me wanna ruin him bc he's confident in his body and his ego is already absurd. like he isn't jacked or anything, but his body is toned, just enough to keep him in shape bc who knows when he'll need it as a human immersed in a world of demons. i firmly believe that his dick is FAT, too. he'll press up against you from behind to shuffle past you bc "there wasn't enough room," but he'll place his hand on your lower rib cage and mAKE SURE that you can feel his cock against your ass or lower back. will also stand behind you like a JACKASS and wait for you to step back and bump into him or trip over his feet so he has an excuse to touch you.

i just wanna put him in a jar and shake it rlly hard

one thing i love abt guys that are overly cocky is the sounds they make when you overstimulate them

he thinks he’s sooo funny picking on you and thinking you won’t do anything abt it but 😵‍💫 i firmly believe that he’s a twitcher like abs clenched and back raising off the bed, eyes rolled back, shaking, making the most vile sounds you’ve ever heard.

just wiping that smug look off of his face is something he doesn’t even expect. he’s so used to teasing and making fun of everyone around him, especially you.

even when he trips you in the hallway and tries to cover it up with that “careful, you could get hurt”, in the next few minutes his back is against the broom closet door and your hand is over his mouth.

idk he seems like the kind of guy to laugh at you when you try to take control and end up in tears with the cutest look on his face when you actually do it.

#minors look away #💌.roomies #♡.vera #obey me smut

[angelcwre]

。。。しおん ! SHION 。。。

🔒 scara's little darling

— fem!reader only | i use she her pronouns!

MY WORKS :

MY LITTLE ROOMIE — ♡ SMUT

CEO SCARA — ♡ SPICY

BEST CUNT EATER AWARD — ♡ SMUT

💌 message for me?!

REQS/ASKS ARE [ ON ] LIMITED TO SCARAMOUCHE ONLY [ FOR NOW ] — i also accept headcannons n dump ideas to keep my energy boosted!! >:D give me ur unholy AND holy/fluffy thoughts PLEAAAAAAAASEE

[emoji] anons are ok too!

#angelcwre #genshin impact #genshin writing #wanderer #scaramouche #also looking for moots. so pls. reply to be my friend mweheehz #genshin x you #scara smut #scara fluff #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #genshin scara

[petite-gloom]

Hi Megan! Just wondering, would you recommend the Coach purse you showed us a while back? Thinking of getting a new purse and really interested in that one. Would love to hear your opinion 💌

yes! i carry it every day. it’s deceptively roomy and not showing any signs of wear or tear. also feels very versatile for dressing up/down. no complaints

#answers

[t4tbedehopmar]

me or walter white

who's walter white HDKSJSKFHSJSNFHJSSM

#💌 #Ꮺ . . bowie ! #i'll date u koga bc ur an amazing roomie <3

[cherryview]

i played a bit of chop shop a looong while back so i don't remember much other than swooning over maz. BUT i will get back to you on guesses asap. however. more importantly. i feel like you need to see this... tumblr. com /lampyri/728172300000755712

who else screamed??? i promise to play it soon!!

#just got home from work #now onto grocery store #on my drive home anon #i saw this pretty sunset over the snow i think you would’ve enjoyed #now my roomies cat is laying on me #i love him #august fanart… cured me of all mental illness and disease #august one chance PLEASE #♥️💌☘️ nation #how is ur day going anon #give me a song rec to cook dinner to pls

[sebsxphia]

omg omg omg oral fixation with roomie bradley!!! calling him in when you're watching a film, your lips shiny where you've been licking them and him just understanding the situation, immediately taking a seat next to you and tugging down his sweatpants so you can easily take him into your mouth and lie down on his lap .. bonus points if it ends with the credits rolling and you drooling all over him while he fucks your mouth <33

MMMM YEAH BABEY

again being a roommate with benefits type situation, he knows how much you love it and how badly you have an oral fixation and he’s not gonna let go of the opportunity to put his dick in your mouth!! better than any other soother 😌💌

#💌you’ve got mail #bradley rooster bradshaw #roommate!bradley