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[sxmebrxs]

+👀- Bobbi Morse (Skylar Aston) for Peter Parker (Paul Mescal)

Send “👀” to find my muse wearing nothing but an oversized shirt. Send “+👀 “ for the reverse. 

Peter was in the middle of cooking some breakfast when Bobbi walked out into the kitchen. For a moment, all that Peter noticed was the oversized white shirt covering his torso. When he glanced over to the other man he froze. Bobbi’s bare, hairy ass was completely exposed. Peter’s jaw dropped as he stared. “Are you... going to wear pants or something?” Peter forced himself to look back to the food even though he wanted to look again. Bobbi was gorgeous. Peter just never let himself entertain that idea before now. They were friends. Hell, even co-workers in a way. Sleeping over wasn’t supposed to lead to this. 

#meme answered #c: peter parker #peter:bobbi #bvrtybxy #friends?

[driptape]

“ i'm never gonna be what you had envisioned . “ || @bvrtybxy​

#inspo : field trip by melanie martinez #&. —— ∘ † ❛ 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 ! starters. #&. —— ∘ † ❛ 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖 ! travis. #bvrtybxy

[herosluts]

@bvrtybxy​​ asked 13B Benjamin Richard Parker as Scarlet Spider (Nico Greetham) with Peter 3 as Spider-Man. GAY NSFW M/M SMUT GIF MEME, accepting here  

Normally Peter was smarter about this kind of stuff, he had met other versions of self before and while every version of him was hot, he’d never crossed a line like he had now. Looking down, the other Spider-man had his mask up enough to show off his mouth and Peter was pushing forward, watching that mouth swallow his dick and he groaned.

He hadn’t responded to Peter, so he figured it wasn’t him and if it was well.. it was only inevitable he supposes. He’d have to call the others Peters to visit again sometime. Right now, he was fucking forward, groaning and nodding, the two had taken down a baddie together, had cheered a little too hard where bodies to bodies and well .. here he was, fucking some stranger’s mouth.

#{ peter 3! } #bvrtybxy #{ hero queue! }

[inxspacetime]

026. a large penthouse overlooking the city - Kevin with Memphis (Glen Powell)

↪     𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 

↳ 026.   a large penthouse overlooking the city .

The excitement of the night was finally coming to a close. The show was actually pretty good - their most packed one yet at the venue. He stayed after and hung around with the rest of the band, watching them leave one by one until it was his turn. Normally, he would have stumbled to the car, assisted by one of his boys or even Memphis - but he did that one too many times in front of the other man than he would’ve liked to. He would never admit that one person had such an effect on him, that the changes he made to his routines (or lack thereof) were mostly to impress Memphis — and likely, he wouldn’t have to. It was pretty obvious to anyone within earshot of the two. Kevin was like a child who had a crush on someone for the first time. He was playful, teasing, constantly sticking his foot into his mouth; and if he didn’t gave it away in his words, the way he constantly gawked at the other man would surely be enough to give him away. 

He currently sat on a sectional sofa located in the living room of Memphis’ penthouse apartment - also known as his bedroom whenever he had a show out at the club. The first couple times he stayed the night, he only did it because he was in no position to sit in a car let along drive one. But even that night, almost completely sober (save for his vape pen), he still had his overnight bag packed and ready. He’d never turn down a night with Memphis. And truthfully the idea of driving back another five hours after playing a whole set just as discouraging - if not more. From his bag, he grabbed out another, smaller bag and a rolling tray. He sat in a pair of pajama shorts and an old t-shirt as he scanned the room for any sign of the other. His hands went through motions they’ve underwent probably hundreds of times before. 

He only brought his attention down to what his was rolling when he needed to lick it closed, setting it down on the coffee table. He was just getting ready to get up when the other reappeared. “Finally. I was about to start looking for you - then you would have had to look for me.” He partially joked, picking up the blunt once more. “You want in on this? N’ do I gotta take it outside?”

#kevin mott ✆ meme #bvrtybxy

[courtesons]

[13C] from Nevada (Dylan Bruce) to Oscar.

13C / Still Accepting

Normally Oscar wouldn’t even consider going on a hike - the clothes were hardly cute and there wasn’t a shop for miles. But when your father’s best friend who you’ve always been attracted to you offers it? Well, how could you say no...especially when you know he’s recently divorced. So Oscar had played the part and even found some cute, tight shorts to wear for the trip. He didn’t even complain when the hike went on for more than one hour...because he knew eventually he’d get what he wanted. 

Which is how he found himself like this, the Jeep parked on the side of the road only halfway home when the older man had all but launched himself at Oscar and unable to contain himself. Little did Oscar know the man clearly had a dirtier side than he was expecting, which is why Oscar was currently getting fucked outside the car - his new hiking clothes all but torn off his body and finally feeling the older man’s fat cock pounding away at his tight, thick ass. The risk of being caught, the taboo of this man being his father’s friend made this all the more electric and exciting. 

“Mm, this is...so bad of you. Wicked, filthy old man...doing this to your friend’s son” He couldn’t help but tease between delicious moans.

#c:oscar #bvrtybxy

[mccallofthewild]

@bvrtybxy

Continued from here.

Noah caught his lip between his teeth, worrying it as he tried not to enjoy the soft, supple flesh getting comfortable against him. He'd been a devoted father and sheriff for so long he hadn't allowed himself creature comforts like sleeping with another person. Needless to say, sleeping with one of his son's friends -- one of Stiles' admittedly attractive friends -- hadn't even crossed his mind. But already he couldn't get the other boy with those bright eyes, smooth voice, and obvious interest in getting close to him out of his mind. "Remind me to give Stiles a lecture about leaving his friends behind like this." He grumbled without answering the question. Despite his attempt at remaining cold and unwelcoming, his hand did find its way to Darcy's hip as though to hold him close.

#bvrtybxy

[davidkarofskyindie]

bvrtybxy (Angus/Kelsey)

@bvrtybxy​ continued from (x)

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Kelsey tried his best to avert his gaze whenever Angus seemed to turn his attention to him. He hadn’t been meaning to stare, but it was hard to look away whenever such a fine male specimen was on display. He shifted his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other, laughing nervously, “Yeah, well… I, ah… I forgot to ask you when you’d be available for another lesson, actually?” He chewed on his bottom lip anxiously, shrugging a shoulder, “I mean, I know I was kind of a mess today, but I still had a good time and… I dunno, you’re a really good instructor…” He leaned against the wall of the shower stall, his towel threatening to fall away at the slightest motion, “You don’t think I’m totally hopeless, do you?”

Angus couldn’t help but find Kelsey’s adorable awkwardness to be impossible to look away from. He just turned a little so he was pointedly facing the young man, his entire body soaking wet and on full display “Well, how about we just give you a regular weekly lesson? Same time as we had today, easier to keep track of... and pretty glad you think I’m good enough for more than one lesson” Angus said casually, a kind little smile on his face looking down to the younger man “You’re not even a little hopeless, first lesson’s are always a little tough but you’ll get the hang of it” he casually soaped up his chest as he stood there, staying under the shower head without a care of how much he was showing off “trust me, a few more lessons with me and you’ll be a master... now come on, get under a head and clean up, you’ll feel so much better once you’ve had a shower and just unwound a little bit”

#bvrtybxy #queueded

[heartxheavy]

@bvrtybxy​

There should be no reason for him to be anything approaching nervous, and he’s not, really he’s not, that he’s smoked an entire cigarette (herbal, of course) and is hot on his second minutes before the train’s even scheduled to pull in is an indication that he’s getting too used to the taste and has to switch brands. 

Nothing more, nothing less.

Exhaling another dense cloud of bitter herb, Manahi glanced around the station, Wakefield wasn’t really ever packed outside of commuting hours and even with more than a few people milling about, most were on the opposite side, waiting for the southbound train to the city, hunched into themselves to guard against the chilly March wind. Another inhale of burning marshmallow root, and lemongrass and his thoughts were back to Cricket. When Summer had started the process of divorcing him, he’d initially written off there being any chance he’d remain in the boy’s life- the kid had already been a preteen by the time Manahi had waltzed in, and despite having bonded with the kid over music, he never felt much like a dad, though he tried for a time, he just wasn’t Dad-material. Inhale. Would never be dad material, maybe a mentor, though, maybe weird guy eating cereal on your mom’s couch at 2 am. Exhale. Not like her third (and final, as far as he knew) husband- what was his name again? Dave? Dorian? Daniel? Inhale. Dave-Dorian-Daniel was a dentist and didn’t have to worry about touring and not seeing his family again, Dave-Dorian-Daniel was stable, and wholesome and didn’t do shit like lie to his stepson over the phone about how he was doing, because he wouldn’t be able to handle it if one more person treated him like he was some fragile old man because of some little fucking stroke. Exhale. 

Yeah, he was getting way too used to the taste of these. Anxiety still buzzing beneath his skin, Manahi took one last puff and flicked the near stub of a cigarette onto the train tracks, watching the dying embers before the whole thing was enveloped by the steel-white blur of the train screeching into the station. Showtime.

#mana starters #closed starter #bvrtybxy

[rowdybcys]

Closed starter for @bvrtybxy

Levin couldn’t believe it. He’d gone out, on a dare, in just his underwear, to the corner store for a pack of cigarettes, and now here he was, unable to get his flatmates to open the door. His clothes were still inside and everything. He clenches the cigarettes tight, tempted to pull one out. It was... what, near one in the morning now? The guys inside were probably passed out drunk, seeing that Levin had been gone about a half hour and the guys had been drowsy anyhow. He doesn’t know what he’s needing to do now, seeing as banging on the door hasn’t helped. The only thing he can think of, now, is... Burt. He’s never talked to the guy, not seriously, maybe just a hello here and there, but Levin was seriously crushing on him. Burt couldn’t have been much younger than Levin, and he’d only been living in the building for about a month, along with his flat mate. An American. According to Kurt, he was studying abroad. Levin sighs, and walks to Burt’s door. He looks down at himself, sighs, and knocks on the door a few times. It was a long shot.

#bvrtybxy #;;rp #(levin) #xxburt

[toysfordommen]

Nevada/Robin

@bvrtybxy

The apartment over the garage was surprisingly nice, and affordable. Robin suspected Nevada had given him a break on the rent, and was grateful. The truth was he was crushing on the man, with good reason. Nevada was hot, a walking wet dream and Robin could testify to having a few of those about him. Not only that but he seemed to try and take care of Robin, keeping the boys old VW running, checking in on him.

The poor teen had no clue how to handle a crush on the man, a married man no less thought he had only seen the wife once in passing. She seemed to be gone a lot on business. Ruminating on his crush he decided on a course of action. Confess his crush. The man would shoot him down. Cry a lot and deal. It was a poor plan but the best he could do.

Knocking on the door to the Nevada’s man cave, he waited until the man looked up. “So this is going to be awkward, but here goes. I have a crush on you. I literally dream of you being dominant and claiming me. So, just please put me out of my misery and tell me no way in hell. Unless there is a way?”

[ovcrtly-sexual]

nickname: Jojo

star sign: Leo *with virgo tendencies *

height:   5′3"

favourite music artist: Qveen Herby, Lizzo, Harry Styles, BTS, SZA

*My current fave song(s) is Black swan by BTS or Crying over you by Honne, RM, &Beka and Vitamins by Qveen Herby*

last TV show you watched: walking dead & good girls cuz it was a sunday

what kind of stuff do you post: smut rps, funny memes, pics of my muses, social commentary

do you have any other blogs: all inactive rp blogs i accidentally log into when tryna remember my log in for here.

why did you choose your URL?: i thought it was a pretty witty and unique name for a smut blog. I probably hinders me in gaining followers they think im a porn or bot blog . But those who know me know me~

hogwarts house: Ravenclaw

pokemon team: ghost type and fire but i want a pack of evies in all forms.

favourite colour: black, burgundy pastels

how many blankets do you sleep with: 2 neither on my body lol i have a really warm floor im sure.

following: 640

followers:  414

tagged by: @hunksrps (thanks lovely🥰)

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[sxmebrxs]

❖ My muse accidentally falls asleep against yours. - Brooklyn (Aaron Tveit) to Casey (Thomas Doherty)

Silas could feel his mouth begin to water as he stared down at the exposed neck beside him. Brooklyn was laying on the couch and passed out during the movie. Not only that, but the man’s midriff was showing. Silas stared at his friend for a few minutes before finally leaning closer. A few kisses were placed on the man’s neck before he stopped himself. The warm blood was just underneath the skin. It was ready for Silas if he wanted to drink it. Silas grasped Brooklyn’s shirt and took a breath. He needed permission first. “Brook... wake up.” 

#c: silas #silas:brooklyn #bvrtybxy #meme answered

[overstreetwrites]

Replies coming tonight.

Where art thou @bvrtybxy? Missing our babies.

#tay writes

[inxspacetime]

m/m nsfw gif prompt [77] - Teddy with Kingston (Idris Elba)

78 M/M nsfw gif prompts

↳ [ 77 ]

The night started as a stressful one for Teddy. The pressure finish his current project was getting heavier and heavier, the need to create something but having no idea what that something was, it was frustrating. It caused him to think, to wonder if he even had what it took to release anything? He was a writer, opening himself up like this seemed to only be comfortable when he put someone else’s name on it. Had Kingston not been there that night, he likely would have spiraled and left the studio without any doing any actual work. Though, depending on how tired they were afterwards there was a chance the latter could still happen.

Kingston had been part of his team for some time, ever since he first signed to the label he worked for. The older believed in him tremendously, at times more than he believed in himself. It could have been just to secure his profit, but the young artist liked to believe it was genuine. When he ran into a creative block, the musical veteran considered no measure too drastic when helping him overcome it. Teddy was more than slightly suspicious that this was just as much about getting him into bed (or in this case, the studio couch) as it was about giving him something to write about — 

—but, Teddy would have been lying if he said he wasn’t just as eager, so he played along. He laid with his back against the cushions of the couch, one leg hooked over the back while the other rested at Kingston’s side. He was currently a writhing mess, still trembling from the feeling of thick fingers inside of him, stretching his hole in an attempt to prepare him for the even thicker cockhead pressing against it. He bit down onto his lower lip as wide blue eyes stared at Kingston. He gave a nod of his head, giving him the confirmation he needed that this was what he wanted. 

And just a second later, he was pushing into him. “Fuck.” He gasped, tattooed arms reaching up to grab for Kingston, any part of him his hands could reach. 

#usfw #theodore blake ✆ meme #bvrtybxy

[davidkarofskyindie]

bvrtybxy (Eric/Daniel)

@bvrtybxy​ continued from (x)

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Daniel sat back on his haunches, pulling off of Eric’s cock with a soft ‘pop’ to look up at him. He raised his brow, still stroking the boy’s shaft firmly in his grip, “Are you sure you didn’t expect it? Because you were pretty quick to push those pants off and whip your dick out…” He teased, leaning in to flick the tip of his tongue over the slit of Eric’s cock. He wrapped his lips around the head, humming softly as he began to bob again, swallowing him down more and more.

“I had my super hot bro offering me head, no duh I’m going to get the pants off quickly... just didn’t expect it to be the best head ever!” Eric panted out, looking to Daniel’s face as the man went back to bobbing up and down Eric’s throbbing cock. He let his hand slowly slip down, trailing over Daniel’s jawline and around through the hair on the back of the man’s head “Fuck... you’re damn good at that” he panted, feeling his thick cock throbbing hard with pleasure looking to the gorgeous hunk “Goddamn, if this is what your mouth can do, what can the rest of you do?” 

#bvrtybxy #queueded