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pedropascalsx · 2 years

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Time. {Frankie Morales x F!reader}

Summary: Frankie rails you in the middle of the mission. Yep. That’s it.

Word Count: 635 *it’s a short one!!!*

Warnings: Sex, Unprotected Sex, Mentions of sex, (1) Pussy lick, Spitting, Using spit as lube, Frankie saying filth and a glaring plot-hole that involves being fucked in the middle of a time restricted mission.

AN: This came to be whilst rewatching, again i’m still working on my smut and how to make it better. Reblogs and likes are appreciated - would LOVE feedback. Hope you enjoy.

A bruising grip on your hips and a hand snaked around to cover your mouth as he kicked your legs apart, watching as you desperately scrambled to kick off your shorts and panties, was a clear indicator of the pace he was about to set. Dropping to his knees, he licked a wide stripe through your folds before spitting on your pussy and then returning to his previous positioning, looming over you. After ensuring that you’re ready to take him, he wastes no time in freeing himself from his pants and slamming himself into you, whispering the filth that will later replay over and over in your mind as you attempt to escape the mission unscathed. Within seconds of you approaching, he had you pushed up against the wall he’d been hacking at, working desperately at freeing the insane amount of dollars filling the walls. Enough money to change the lives of hundreds, selfishly lining the home of a man who kills for sport. The feeling of his hot breath on the back of your neck makes you keen, arousal dripping from your core, like honey slowly trickling off a freshly immersed dipper. You knew he’d be needing release within you at some point, the tension he’d be carrying in his shoulders and the way his eyes had burned into you at every opportunity had made it obvious; but you hadn’t anticipated it being here and now. Butterflies flutter endlessly in the pit of your stomach, the added time constraint mixed with the fear that any of your teammates could walk out of the very next room and catch Frankie railing you against the wall, thrusting with all his might as hundreds of dollars break free and rain down around you. A slight whimper escapes through your lips and the grip he has on your mouth tightens. “Hush now, my sweet girl, save those noises just for me,” he soothes as he slams himself in and out of you, “Rub your pretty little clit baby, I need you to cum for me.” You reach down and rub delicate circles into your swollen clit, your teeth sinking down deeper into your bottom lip, causing the tangy taste of blood to cover your tongue. Another moan escapes your lips and he tuts into your ear, “You want them to hear, baby? You want them to come out and see what you do to me?” he grits out from behind bared teeth, “Or do you want to be a good girl and cum for me, so we can get out of here and I can take you back to that hotel and take you apart slowly? Eat that pretty little pussy exactly how I know you like it.” And just like clockwork, you tighten around him, clenching down at the thought of his expert tongue pulling orgasms out of you over and over as he whispers sweet praises directly into your heat. Frankie continues slamming in and out of you, working you through your orgasm as your vision blurs and your legs start to tremble. He removes his hand from your hip and replaces yours, which had fallen from your pussy as your orgasm began to rip through you. His calloused fingers play with your clit as he starts to paint your walls with his seed and rips a second hasty orgasm from you, before pulling his softening cock out of you, dropping to his knees once more to watch his cum begin to drip your fluttering hole. A gentle kiss is pressed to your thigh, before he helps you back into your panties and shorts. Frankie rises back to his full height and pulls you in for a quick kiss, a kiss that holds a million promises, a kiss that holds an invitation for a million more.

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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 years

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My abusive mother found out that I smoke as a coping mechanism. Scariest shit cause I’m 14.

#text #July 4th 2022 #dream #smoking #abuse tw #child abuse tw #op i am so sorr

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arowrath · 5 months

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ok well we know that jesus can emit pure light as he did when he was in his tomb + i assume the light is holiness or joy or purity (considering his spirit was in heaven but his body had died in sin) (considering his body was holy but his spirit was drowning in unquenchable fire).. thinking about the version of jesus i made up in my head who's way cooler and more transgender and i think he would emit sparks and a glowing electric light if you fucked him and i think it would inspire an unfathomably intense lust

#text #this is NOT me taking a stance on whether jesus went to heaven or hell when he died #i didnt know there was discourse about this til i googled to double check i thought it was a given that he went to hell ??#i was CERTAIN it was hell because what else would the damn point of the crucifixion be #gotquestions dot org is trying to say Ofc he didnt go to hell hes too special and ur just reading the verse wrong #which like. ok but THE POINT OF HIS DEATH WAS TO WASH EVERYONES SIN AWAY AND PAY THE ULTIMATE PRICE #WHICH IS *DEATH* WHICH LEADS TO *GOING TO HELL* IF YOU'RE NOT SAVED. WHICH HE WASNT! BECAUSE *HE WAS THE SACRIFICE*#THATS THE WHOLE POINT!!! HE WAS DOOMED BY THE NARRATIVE. HE WENT TO HELL. HE CAME BACK.#um. i rescind my previous statement about not taking a stance i think i have actually #But if u have like solid proof that isnt 1 peter 3:18-20 pls lmk i havent read the bible in years #OH YEAH DISCLAIMER: i am not xtian . just insane . i was raised as one so i know a lot of lore #but i have memory problems so i forgot a lot of lore #yay!#nsft #SORRY i have like brain problems that lead to me saying these things #likethere is genuinely something reallywrong with me i think But that's not really important read my funny posts boy #would you suck jesus's strap. it is glowing with holy light btw #sorry again #I would.#sorr y a third time #tboy jesus tag

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nyanimisu · 7 months

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A (Super) Craig without a Stripe is like Supergirl without a bicycle 😎

#ok pls leave me alone i know this is cringe and stupid im sorry #IM SORRY FOR BEING CRINGE IM SORRY *tomatoes are thrown at me and i am the laughingstock of the entire town* IM SORR #I CANT HELP IT HES SO SILLAAAYYYYYY😭😭😭 cregg is so autism hes ME GRAH #artist on tumblr #artwork #art #artist #asian artist #fanart #south park #sp craig #craig tucker #craig tucker sp #sp fanart #south park fanart #stripe #hehe #idfk #yatzimisu.artchive

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stanleyyyyyyy · 2 years

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hey tumblrrr heres a presentttt

500 drawings

hashtag stanley is fucking dead

#the stanley parable #tspud #tsp #tsp narrator #narrator tsp #ratslayer rambled #tsp stanley #tsp doodles #stanley tsp #gay people #i invented gay people btw #so ya 😇😇😇#btw the looks @ you one the stan on the left is by my friend advy wahoooo #i am more active on the stannarrator discord sorr 6 #sorry

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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year

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Moms of Voyager (1/2)

T’Meni: Tuvok’s mother. Appraises jewelry and was often absent for business reasons during Tuvok’s childhood. Highly appreciates aesthetic beauty and was the one to pick out all the furniture in Tuvok’s childhood home. A bit spacey, marches to her own beat. Intrigued by humans and was very pleased when Tuvok befriended one. Comes from a very well respected family - not many survived the destruction of Vulcan. Can be unintentionally rude. She thinks her husband Sunak is very handsome and is grateful he didn’t die during the planet’s destruction. They have a good marriage but aren’t in love. (common for Vulcans) Mary Kim: Harry’s mother. 8th grade teacher - specifically teaches art. Has an interest in music and sometimes gives lessons at her home. Was the one who encouraged Harry’s interest in the clarinet and they often played together. Known as ‘the fun teacher’ and is very enthusiastically encouraging. Excitable and passionate. She and her husband are kind of goofballs, very in love, and definitely embarrassed Harry quite a bit over the years with how apparent those two things were. A warm, loving family! Erin Hansen: Seven of Nine’s mother. Woman who got killed by the thing she spent her life devoted to studying. Those who knew her would quietly admit that if she had to go - that’s probably the most fitting way. No one thought she’d die of old age, let’s just say that. She and her husband found an obsession and stuck with it. Very devoted to science and her desire to do anything but research lessened as the years wore on. Known to be very convincing - could talk her way out of anything. Almost anything. Martis: Kes’ mother. Punk chick. Wanted to make it out of the underground and then passed that desire onto her daughter. Always stressed the importance of asking questions and dreaming big. Hell of a singer and was always making up new songs - writing them but also just performing them on the spot. Died after her husband whose death sent her into a bit of a depression. ???: Chakotay’s mother. Scientist who’s well respected in her field. Very interested in the science behind the spiritual (think DS9 wormhole) though she didn’t want to debunk or lessen the spiritual in any way by doing this (as she’s spiritual herself). Her papers are almost ethereal. She’s blind in one eye because of a childhood accident. She and Chakotay’s father divorced but were very good friends up until his death. Julia Paris: A very meek woman who met Owen Paris because her father was in Starfleet and threw a party. Immediately liked his gruff no-nonsense attitude over the other men’s louder ones. They got married quickly. She’d been a melancholy person her entire life (anxious and prone to depression - did not like moving a lot due to Starfleet or the long journeys on starships without sun). Disagreed with Owen’s wish for Tom to go into Starfleet and privately grew to loathe the institution but couldn’t change his mind so stopped bringing it up. Became ill one day and died when Tom was still very young. Left a journal for her son which Owen found and kept. Gretchen Janeway: Sunburnt queen. Had a double mastectomy when her daughters were teenagers. Was a bit wild as a child...and still is!! Can make friends with anyone as long as they’re not rude and will talk for hours. Going to the store with her is hell - she knows everyone there and has to talk to all of ‘em or it’s rude! Hates reminders that she’s getting old unless it’s herself complaining about just that. Sends all of Tuvok’s kids presents on their birthdays. Sends cards out every Christmas and forces her family to dress up and be in them. Was devastated when her husband died but dealt with this by keeping constantly busy. A bit pushy but ultimately has a good heart.

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acerathia · 3 months

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orv will rlly make you not trust men and trains

#i am sorr #im still there #kdj is a bastard and i hate him /aff #orv spoilers #he died so many times... and he's a LIAR #A BIG FUCKING LIAR #i need to punch him #orv

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n9ph · 1 year

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uuhhh gabriel gabriel gabriel

#jack stauber got me Drawing #hh #hi sir #also #those are the best wings i will EVER draw so im gonnA cRY.#BUT #hi #its him #gabriel #the mandela catalogue #im sorr[y if i am over prettying him i cant help it

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pedropascalsx · 2 years

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Appreciation. {Dave York x F! Nanny.}

Summary: You decide to take matters in to your own hands, and show the exhausted man of the house just how much you appreciate everything he does.

Warnings: Arguing between spouses, Infidelity, Oral sex (M receving) and a brief mention of female masturbation. Please don’t read if cheating triggers you or if it’s not your kind of thing!

Word count: 1.6k.

Chapter: 1 of?

Part of an ongoing series of mini-shots!

A/N: thank you to @djarinispunkk for beta-reading. And thank you to my incredible pals who encourage my filthy thoughts - I hope you enjoy.

You heard them from the moment the car door swung open; he was shushing her whilst she was halfway through an expletive-filled rant, each and every one of her words dripping with venom and disdain. He’d taken her to a restaurant, no doubt footed the bill for not only them, but the couple she had arranged for them to meet up with, but as usual, it was never enough.

The gorgeous house they lived in, the brand new Mercedes she drove, without ever having to worry about how much it would cost to fill the tank, and the designer clothes she drenched herself in just to visit the grocery store; it was just never enough.

You hastily attempted to start packing away the highlighters and pens littering the table you were sitting at, but it was too late; she came bursting through the door ranting about some vacation the woman they went to dinner with was bragging about and how unfair it was that her vacations revolved around the sweet girls you had been hired to babysit.

It wasn’t true of course. Dave had paid for a 5 day trip to Disney World, and she’d spent the ENTIRE trip on a sun lounger whilst you and Dave took the girls into the parks. You’d even spent a day with just the girls in Animal Kingdom so they could have some time alone together, but once you’d got back to the hotel, Dave was on his own in the suite, looking more stressed than ever, and she was taking whatever argument they had out on his credit card.

“I just don’t understand why letting the girls stay here for a few weeks with my mom and the nanny would be so bad, David. Loretta told me that the hotel had a spa and a shopping outlet and the hotel has a strict no kids allowed policy. Hell, it may even encourage you to get back to the gym if we have something to look forward to.”

You sunk down awkwardly into your chair, not knowing if they were aware of your presence in the room as Dave attempted to reason with her, explaining that the weeks he spends away from his kids for work are hell and he doesn’t understand why she doesn’t realize that he doesn’t want to miss a second from them when he doesn’t need to. But instead of any indication that she cared, all he got back in response was some cruel jabs and a harsh scoff before she grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass from the cabinet before hurrying up the stairs and slamming the door.

The gasp you unintentionally let slip through your lips had Dave whipping his head around towards your direction and exhaling. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair as you both waited in anticipation to see if the girls had been woken by her lack of decorum.

Thankfully not.

You both said nothing; you went back to finishing the logo you’d been working on for your graphic designs class, and he switched on a random movie, sitting rigidly on the couch as the stress continued to gather on his face.

His face. Fuck. He was attractive. You’d been taken aback the first time you’d met him; he sat awkwardly next to Carol as she interviewed you for the live-in Nanny position they’d be advertising. He barely spoke a word but you felt those dark eyes burrowing under your skin as he kept an eye on you throughout. It was like he was searching beyond the answers you were giving him, and he studied you with such an intensity it made you shiver.

You’d not been able to think of anything but the way he looked at you since, imagining the way he’d watch you as he sunk his cock in and out of your dripping wet cunt, imagining the way he’d make you lock eyes with him as he choked you with his cock. Fuck. You wanted to take care of him. Fuck, you NEEDED to take care of him.

You watched him for a few more minutes, the way his eyes were pointed towards the television but clearly not focusing on the scenes that played out in front of them. You found yourself clenching your thighs together as the urge to make him feel good grew stronger and stronger until you couldn’t take it anymore. You closed down the programs on your laptop and switched off the machine before closing the top down.

You stood on shaky legs, and he turned his head to see what you were doing; your eyes locked with his as you pulled the hair tie off your wrist and scraped your hair back into a ponytail. His eyes moved down to the dip in your sundress that accentuated your perky breasts, his tongue slipping between his lips to wet the bottom one.

Without a word, you walked around to the front of the couch, standing in front of him for a few brief moments before sinking to your knees. You looked up at up him searching for a signal that said go ahead, and with a brief roll of his hips and his hand coming down to palm himself through his pants, you got it.

You gently removed his hand and replaced it with yours, your teeth digging into your bottom lip as your hands started to explore. The heel of your palm gently pressed down on his clothed cock before your fingers wrapped around the girth of him. Fuck. He was big. Bigger than anything you’d ever seen or taken before, and the thoughts flashing through your mind had you clenching around nothing as his eyes met yours just as a soft moan slipped through your lips.

Without a second’s hesitation, your hands moved up to his belt and you hastily started to remove it. Dave lifted his hips up just enough for you to start pulling his pants down, and tenting in his boxers was enough to make you gasp, your eyes flickering to the small wet patch where the head of his rock hard cock was concealed.

You couldn’t help yourself, the overwhelming urge to tease him had grown stronger and you dipped your head down and let your tongue slowly drag against the damp spot, tasting the dribbles of pre-cum that had seeped through his boxers. The snarl that he breathed out was filthy; a wordless warning that screamed for you to stop teasing him and to finish what you had initiated.

You slowly dipped your fingers into the waistband of his boxers and peeled them down, watching as his cock sprung free and hung heavily between his legs.

You gripped the bottom of his cock with one hand, before shimmying forward and licking softly at the tip, letting your tongue dip into the opening and gathering the pre-cum on on the tip of your tongue, your other hand digging into the meat of his thigh.

Inch by inch, you started to take him into your mouth, the stretch almost too much but somehow not enough. The weight of him on your tongue, paired with the way he was staring at you made you want to slip your fingers into your panties and play with your painfully neglected clit, but you didn’t. This was all about him, and showing him how appreciated he really is. So instead, you focused on taking him deeper and hollowing your cheeks before bobbing up and down, taking extra care in swallowing around him and breathing out of your nose, as not to make too much noise.

You could feel him throb with pleasure, and you moaned around him when you felt him thread his fingers in your hair, slowly dragging them across the bow you’d been wearing all day, before his fingers gripped your ponytail.

Dave gently started pulling on your hair as he began rolling his hips, fucking his cock up into your mouth and rewarding you every so often with a groan or pleasured grunt.

You felt as his movements became less precise, more sloppy, and how his dick started throbbing more and more. You slowly lifted off of him, a string of spit and pre-cum keeping your lips connected to his cock as you silently mouthed the word, ‘Where?’

Your answer came in the form of a wordless reply involving him furiously pumping his own fist up and down his length before spilling his load across your face, your lips parting to catch drops of his milky pleasure; so you could taste him properly. You kept your eyes as wide open as you possibly could, watching as he emptied himself of every last drop.

You stayed there for a few minutes, keeping as silent and as still as you possibly could before you moved your fingertips across your face, gathering up and dragging every last drop to your mouth and relishing the way his face seemed to relax more and more as you ate his cum off your sweet little face.

Once you were all finished and satisfied that you’d gathered up every last bit, you gently tucked him back inside his boxers before pulling yourself up off the ground and lowering your mouth to his ear.

“Thank you for always taking such good care of us all, Mr. York. I hope I returned the favour.”

You flashed him your sweetest smile, before bouncing up the stairs towards your room and shutting the door behind yourself.

You didn’t see it, he wouldn’t have let you see it, but for the first time in what had felt like weeks a genuine smile spread across Dave York’s face, and he had a feeling his home life was about to get quite a lot more interesting.

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