#rowan shut the fuck up

[rhdcarts]

NGL I haven't stopped thinking about what the fuck they're doing with Merlin like "we're back in Camelot" baby some of us never left wdym!!!!

#rowan shut the fuck up #bbc Merlin #Merlin #i don't know that they're doing but I'm like. fifteen again ig

[lyxchen]

I don't like this season

#it has some good moments #but i keep wanting something to happen #like stuff happens but also nothing happens #and everyone is just sad and miserable and hating each other #like last season it was also like that but there were still enough happy moments #now it just feels unbalanced #and i don't like that they fully split apart amerie and malakai #they were so good together #and rowan sucks #like i know he's (spoiler) birdpsycho but he also just sucks in general #and he's so damn boring #we get it #amerie hurt you (or your brother idk) when you were little and never got (in your opinion) proper punishment and now that you're at her #school you wanna make life a living hell for her #i get it now get over it #(i'm still at episode six tho so i could be wrong and also no spoilers please) #also where is sasha's redemption arc????? #i feel like she got even worse #cause she isn't just entitled and selfish now she's also a hypocrite #like season one sasha would have picked that cup up and thrown it in the trash #and she deserved that redemption arc #but instead we get to see how deep spider problems actually are ohh poor baby boy :(( shut the fuck up #why does he get all this characterization and then they won't even let sasha feel one genuine emotion???? #also #WHY IS THERE SO LITTLE QUINNI?????? #and why would darren scream at her and say such mean things to her #i relate to her so much and all her friends just dropped her like that #like the thing happened at the zoo and then darren and amerie had like one line of 'oh where is quinni i miss her' #and they both didn't even bother to ho talk to her or make up #heartbreak high

[sollucets]

had a customer say. today. to my face,,, “people who insist on still wearing masks should be kept… behind the scenes”

#like with the Pause and everything #and i think people who insist on talking to me like im some kind of fucking creature because i continue to have basic courtesy #should consider shutting the fuck up :) #rowan chatter

[weirdstrangeandawful]

*Takes a deep breath*

*Yelling through a megaphone* "All right all you characters! You all need to stop going off and doing your own thing! There's something super important called a plot here. Now I know you might not have heard of it but you're all in it and I really really need you all to stop going off and doing things I don't ask of you all right? I've written 30000 words trying to get you all to stay where I put you so I can start on the plot! Please and thank you."

#and shut up quinn and rowan #you were meant to be main characters but it took you too fucking long to get your shit together #so that position was given away #writing problems

[shu-of-the-wind]

deeply furious today about multiple things but the most predominant one is how child protective services has been warped into a way to punish mentally ill parents even when they meet all their goals and do everything that's been ordered by the court

#can't talk about it in more detail than that but my god i am going to burn some shit when i get home #i got some rowan twigs and some rosemary i'm gonna cleanse my fucking space #so fucking tired of this shit #shut up alix no one cares

[wiltingdecay]

rowan got "cold, stark gold" for that "what colour is your love" quiz and i'm still fucked up about it

#'fireworks; borrowed lighters; a stricken match; your love burns bright and fast and then maybe it passes' #'maybe the feeling dies out and you're left in the cold once again. and that's the feeling isn't it?' #'of being bored and waiting for someone to light you up again?' #' there's comfort in the darkness and solace in the predictable loneliness of the in between' #'but your heart still squirms inside you; waiting and willing and begging to burn up again' #SHUT THE FUCK UP????????? #rowan rambles

[urfaveautisticlesbian]

I may lose followers for this but sometimes I wish I was back in 2014/2015 bc I think I’d rather the discourse from then than the weird lgbt discourse we have now. I feel like our unity in online communities is diminished or slowly fading into oblivion. What the fuck happened

#I’ve seen people attack each other over sexualities that have existed for YEARS. #and it’s never been a problem until the last few months. #what happened to us. genuinely. #I mean we’ve never been perfect but I feel like our unity is diminishing in online spaces. #things just don’t feel right. I see people attack each other bi Pan omni #I’ve seen people revert from ‘oh bisexual spans multiple genders’ to ‘it’s half gay half straight’ #we are running in circles. I am seeing discourse from a long time ago that I thought we all sorted out but it’s clear some people are more c #concerned with infighting than the real enemy which is homophobia and transphobia #the next person to argue abt some dumb shit that doesn’t matter owes me $50 I am so tired of y’all commenting on unnecessary shit instead of #harmful shit in our community and harmful shit against our community. would our trans and queer ancestors want this shit? are we really fuck #fucking fighting over neopronouns and asexuality and sexualities that split off of bi? #no offense but Rowan with sock/socks pronouns and Ashton with pup/pups pronouns are just living their respective lives why do you give a gi #give a fuck about someone’s pronouns or gender or sexuality. if it isn’t hurting you shut the fuck up

[existential-ashes]

hey rowan can you shut up

hey rowan can you shut up

hey rowan can you shut up

hey rowan can you shut up

Hey Rowan Can You Shut Up

GOD WHY DO YOU HAVE TO SPEAK ALL THE FUCKING TIME

CAN YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP

PLEASE FOR GOD'S SAKE SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP

#i essentially told my prof she designed her course wrong today #hahahahahahahahahaha shut the fuck up rowan wtf is wrong with you #sometimes i wish i would just NOT #who am i kidding SOMETIMES?!?! #always always #personal

[danikamariewrites]

Heyy back with another ask bestie🤭 ok so how about a cadre g**g b**g where they are in a war camp with reader and lorcan comes up in there bickering with her which gets the attention of the other cadre and row row comes in like “ik what would shut her up”😈 (they are yummier than the bat boys i stand by that😤)

Cadre (SMUT)

Lorcan x Rowan x Fenrys x Gavriel x f!reader

A/n: hey bestie! I also may favor the cadre over the bat boys at times lol. This concept has me feral so I hope you enjoy this. I left out Connall and Vaughan bc they were so left out of the books so I don’t know their character at all.

Warnings: fivesum, praise kink, degradation, name calling, and some light choking

You pushed back the canvas of the tent, Lorcan on your heels, fuming that you once again didn’t listen. “You’ve got a serious issue, you know that?” You turned, smirking at him. “Lorcan, if I listened to you we’d be dead right now.” Steam practically came out of his ears at your tone.

Before he could start screaming you both spotted Gavriel and Fenrys watching you from their seats at the war table. Fenrys was wearing a feral smirk, nothing brought him joy like watching you and Lorcan spar with your words. Gavriel kept a neutral face. As he assessed the situation and was working through how to intervene should it get physical.

Opening your mouth to say something that would send Lorcan over the edge, Rowan came up behind you. He pressed his sculpted chest into your back. Rowan held your chin in his strong hand, tilting your head back to look up at him.

His long white hair creating a curtain so it felt like it was just you and him having in the room. You flashed him a sweet smile, “Hi Rowan.” You and Rowan had been having a casual fling for some time now. Sex with no strings attached, but whenever he was around it was like you were instantly relaxed.

Rowan smirked back at you, “Hello sweetness. Are you giving Lorcan attitude again?” You feign innocence, “Me? Never.” Rowan lets a hum that let you know he saw right through your bullshit. He looks to Lorcan, keeping your head tilted against his chest, “I think I know how to make her behave. Just need some sense fucked into you huh sweetness.”

Your eyes go wide at Rowan’s boldness in front of the Cadre. He liked to keep things private between you, but you could sense something was different. You decided to play along, just to see what Rowan was scheming. You arched your back, grinding your ass into Rowan’s crotch, letting a small moan past your lips. “Yes sir.”

You could scent the arousal coming from the other Fae males in the tent. Mixing together it was overwhelming you. You didn’t know Rowan had an exhibition kink and if he was going to fuck you as the three of them watched you weren’t one to complain. You could feel your slick almost dripping down your thighs at the thought.

Rowan leans down placing wet, open mouth kisses all over your neck. “Now,” he said against your neck, “since Lorcan told us about the danger you put us all in, we’re all going to teach you a lesson. You gonna be a good girl for us?” Your heart was pounding in your ears. You had dreamed of each of these big strong males manhandling you, but all at once? You were going to pass out.

You hadn’t noticed Fenrys and Gavriel join your little circle until you felt Gavriel caress your cheek. Your attention snapped to him. “He asked you a question y/n.” Your mouth was suddenly dry. Your mind was empty as you wracked your brain for words that wouldn’t show up. Fenrys’ deep laugh had your eyes on him next. “Seems like the thought of having all of us has already caused her pretty little head to go dumb. That right baby?” You nod letting out a soft uh-huh.

“Good girl,” Lorcan purred. Rowan picks you up and brings you over to the large bed, the rest of the cadre follow. Putting you down, Rowan starts taking your leathers off, leaving you bare. He strips and slips behind you, wrapping you in his arms, leaving kisses on your jaw, neck, and shoulders. The others strip and watch you and Rowan with intense stares.

Rowan nips at your pointed ear. “The one treat you get tonight is picking who goes first, baby. Who’s it going to be?” You look at Lorcan, Gavriel, and Fenrys, meeting their hungry gazes with your own. You let out a hum as you think. “Lorcan,” you say in a seductive tone, a smirk playing on your lips.

Lorcan growls as he grabs you from Rowan. You wrap your arms around his neck, meeting his lips in a heated kiss. Your teeth and tongues clash as Lorcan fights for dominance as you push into him. You let him win as he pushes you down on the bed, pinning your shoulders.

He slowly moves down your body. Making sure to nip and kiss and lick every sensitive part of you. You shudder under his touch getting lost in the euphoric feeling of Lorcan dominating you. You caress his broad shoulders. Lorcan was quick to grab your wrists and pin them with one hand.

“Uh-uh baby. The only teary you got was picking me. You don’t get to touch.” He growls. Lorcan let’s a bit of his dark magic to wrap around your wrists, tying them to the bed. You whine as you try to move but the dark shadow like tendrils don’t give. Lorcan let’s out a dark laugh.

He moves to dig his fingers into your hips so hard your sure bruises are already forming. Lorcan drags his canines down one of your breasts, his tongue circling your hardened nipple. He looks at you through dark lashes wrapping his mouth around you and sucking hard. A high pitched moan leaves your mouth. You push your chest into his face. He lets go with a pop leaving a kiss to the top of your breast, a purple bruise forming near your nipple.

Lorcan keeps kissing and dragging his teeth down your torso while still keeping you in a death grip. He leaves teasing kisses on your clit and one tiny little lick. You buck your hips as best you can trying to move closer to his mouth. He tuts at your movements and runs a thick, long finger through your soaking folds.

“Fuck baby, so wet. That all for us?” You nod, looking at him through half lidded eyes. Lorcan lines himself up with your entrance, teasing you with the head of his thick, long cock. “You’re gunna be a good girl and take what I give you.” He grunts as he pushes into your tight cunt. You moan in unison at the feeling of him sinking inside you down to his base.

You felt like you couldn’t breathe he was so deep inside you. Lorcan gave you a second to adjust before he started thrusting into you at brutal pace. His thickness felt so good rubbing against your walls. You could do nothing but writhe beneath him. He was fucking you so good that you just went limp as you felt your orgasm approach.

Your moans got louder and louder as Lorcan pushed down on the bulge of him in your stomach. Your walls twitched around him. “Fuck-Lorcan feels so good.” “Yeah baby. You gunna come for me? Gunna come all over my cock?” You let out a pathetic whine in response. “Are you going to listen from now on? Be an obedient little slut?” You nod your head rapidly chanting yes and his name over and over.

With a few more thrusts your back is arching off the bed, your eyes screw shut as your vision goes fuzzy from the intensity of your orgasm. Your left breathless as he finishes inside you and immediately pulls out of you.

Giving you no time to recover Lorcan pulls you up by the shoulders, pulling his magic away from you. Fuck, you’re so out of it you barley feel his hand wrap around your throat. He pulls you to his chest and his lips meet your in another intense kiss. “If only I could have you all night. You’d never have a bratty attitude.”

Before you could respond Fenrys was pulling you from Lorcan’s grip. “Now Lorcan, be nice. Look at her,” Fenrys pulls you onto his lap, snaking his arms around you and rubbing soft circles into your skin with his calloused thumbs. He softly kisses your temple and you relax into him.

“She was so good for you. Don’t you think she deserves a reward?” Lorcan rolls his eyes as he adjusts his position at the foot of the bed. Fenrys gently lays you down and your eyes flutter shut. He smoothes your hair. Your eyes flutter open and wrap your arms around his neck, lazily playing with the strands of his long golden hair.

“You can hold on to me. You’re going to need to baby.” Fenrys kisses down your neck but quickly picks up the pace. Your energy comes back, spurred on by Fenrys’ eagerness to be tracing your curves for the first time. Fenrys wastes no time with you. You tug harder at those perfect curls as he slips into your already stretched out cunt.

Still sensitive from the fucking Lorcan gave you, you knew you wouldn’t last long with Fenrys. His thrusts were long and deep. Exploratory and full of curiosity. You held onto each other as his pace increased, your legs wrapping around his waist. Heels pushing into his back.

Without warning, your walls spasm around Fenrys and come. He keeps going, as he chases his own high. He looks down where you connect and he moans. Your release mixed with Lorcan’s is leaking from your hole. “Shit baby, look at you. Such a mess for us. You feel so good. I never wanna leave this pussy. So warm and full.” You bury your face into his neck and moan, his scent wrapping around you.

“Fuck, you can take another can’t you? You want my come don’t you baby?” “Yes Fenrys! Fuck, please, please, please!” Two more thrusts and his release paints your walls. You once again go limp as Fenrys collapses on top of you. Both of you panting. “So good.” He whispered into your chest.

Gavriel pulls Fenrys off you and rolls him to lay on his back next to Lorcan. Rowan is lifting you again. He turns you to look at him. You settle on your knees, steadying yourself by laying your hands on his chest. “Think you’ve learned your lesson sweets?” Gavriel kneels behind you, his chest pressing into your back.

By the grace of some god you still have the strength to look Rowan in the eyes and give him a smirk that says “not a chance”. He sighs. Looking to Gavriel, Rowan motions with his chin. Rowan move back to lay against the pillows at the headboard, spreading his legs and stroking his cock.

Gavriel moves you both back down the bed a bit then he pushes you to bend at the waist, elbows resting on the bed. Rowan fists your hair “Lets use that mouth for something other than talking back, hmm.” Rowan hummed. He pulls you down to swallow his cock. Making your head bob. Using your hands to cover what you couldn’t take in your mouth you set an acceptable pace for Rowan. “That’s it, just like that. See you can be a good girl. Just needed to give that mouth something to do.”

As you kept sucking Rowan off you felt Gavriel lightly running his fingers over your ass. He moves down to your pussy, sinking two fingers in. He curls and pumps them a few times before pulling out. Gavriel brings his fingers to his lips and licks them clean, moaning at the taste of you mixed with Lorcan and Fenrys.

“Such a filthy slut. But like Lorcan said, just for us to play with.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. As he leaned forward you felt his hard cock poke your thigh, your eyes rolling back at the thought of taking him and Rowan at the same time. Gavriel places soft kisses down your spine, so different from the way he was just talking about you.

He kisses down to your ass and finally lines himself up with you. He slowly sinks into you, letting you adjust to him inch by inch. Not like you need to after having Lorcan and Fenrys absolutely abuse you. But Gods above he feels good. But he’s taking too long.

When Gavriel finally starts to move you hum around Rowan causing him to his, his hands flying to grip your hair again. Gavriel fucks you it’s like no male has ever fucked you before. He’s taking the time to learn every inch of you inside and out. What parts of you are extra sensitive right now. You don’t know if you can go back to just having Rowan after Gavriel. The others were good, but holy shit. Gavriel was great.

You felt his fingers on your clit, rubbing it in small circles. As the pace of his thrusts picked up so did his fingers. You started to choke on Rowan’s cock and he was once again tightly grabbing your hair, controlling your movements.

You’d never admit this to any of them but this felt good. Not being in control. Being pleasured and used by them. You were in heaven right now. You felt your third orgasm on the night creeping up on you. That knot in your stomach tightening. Your eyes rolling. Your moans muffled and squeaky.

With a pinch to your clit and a few more perfectly angled thrusts from Gavriel you come undone one last time. His own orgasm following immediately after. You heard him swear above you as he pulled out of you. He kept your legs spread watching the mess between your legs drip down your thighs and onto the sheets.

Rowan pulled you off of him, finishing in his hand so you could catch your breath. As soon as he let go of your hair you collapsed on the bed, breathing deeply. You felt the four of them staring at you. It felt tense for some reason. You slowly flipped onto your back, stretching as best you could.

You let out a small hum, “Holy shit.” Fenrys let out a laugh. Rowan and Gavriel were pulling you up the bed, tucking you between them. Now that your punishment was over all they wanted to do was take care of you.

“You ok sweets?” An mmhhmm sounds from you followed by a yawn. You turn snuggling into Gavriel’s chest. He wraps an arm around you. Rowan gets up searching for a cloth or spare shirt to clean you up with. When he returns and spreads your legs you whine. Rowan quickly shushes you rubbing your thigh. “I’m just cleaning you up sweets.” He whispers.

You relax letting him wipe between your thighs. “There you go. All done.” He kisses your forehead and slips next to you again. Lorcan and Fenrys head off to their own beds after seeing you content in Rowan and Gavriel’s arms.

“Goodnight y/n,” Gavriel whispers. A cold wind rushes through the tent. Turning out all the lanterns and cooling your heated skin. You were glad it was Gavriel and Rowan holding you. You drifted off thinking what it would be like to be with them for eternity.

#throne of glass #throne of glass smut #throne of glass imagine #throne of glass fanfic #throne of glass fanfiction #fenrys moonbeam #gavriel #rowan whitethorn #lorcan salvaterre #throne of glass cadre #throne of glass cadre x you #throne of glass cadre x reader #fenrys smut #throne of glass fenrys #fenrys x reader #Gavriel throne of glass x reader #Gavriel x reader #Fenrys x you #Gavriel x you #lorcan x reader #lorcan salvaterre x reader #lorcan salvaterre smut #lorcan x you #lorcan smut #rowan whitethorn x reader #rowan smut #rowan whitethorn x you #rowan x reader #throne of glass rowan #rowan x you

[leclerc-s]

divorcegate

series masterlist

rhys jones they're joking right?

rhys jones charles isn't really leaving ferrari right?

rhys jones i already lost seb, i can't lose charles

rhys jones i still love you carlos. like so much. at least you're still staying

isabella perez SOMEONE ANSWER US!

isabella perez this isn't fucking funny guys!

charles leclerc legally i'm not allowed to say anything

isabella perez FUCK LEGALLY! TELL US THE TRUTH LECLERC!

natalia ruiz he won't even tell me isa, he's not going to budge.

penelope trevino i don't even know. carlos isn't telling me anything. carlos sainz there's nothing to tell when i don't know anything 🤷🏻‍♂️

bailey winters something is shifting

freya vettel i fear you're right bailey. things are changing.

isabella perez CHARLES! POOKIE! CONGRATS ON THE FERRARI EXTENSION.

rhys jones LET'S GO!!

freya vettel praying for your mental health bestie but yeah go sharl!

zoya torres isabella and rhys lost sleep over the possibility of charles moving to red bull

carlos sainz congrats charles.

max jones-verstappen you people are acting as if charles and i would've killed each other at red bull

mae jones-verstappen you would. it's just not fair right?

sebastian vettel congratulations charles!

lewis hamilton congrats charles!

charles leclerc thank you, all of you.

rhys jones i expect a carlos announcement in the next 3 to 5 business days

daniel jones-ricciardo something is changing and i don't like it.

daphne jones-ricciardo i think you might be right dan. whatever is happening is not that good.

penelope trevino i third that. what the fuck is happening?

isabella perez CONGRATS YOU FUCKING MUPPET

isabella perez BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS THE CARLOS EXTENSION?

rhys jones WE DEMAND ANSWERS!

carlos sainz can't say anything.

bailey winters THE LAST TIME SOMEONE SAID THAT WE GOT AN ANNOUNCEMENT LIKE 3 WEEKS LATER. WE HOLD ON TO THE DELUSION

freya vettel WE'VE LEARNED THAT DELULU IS THE SOLULU HERE!

logan sargeant what could possibly go wrong?

logan sargeant i take it back. i don't want to be the one responsible when something goes wrong.

mick schumacher *cough, lando, cough*

lando norris oh shut up, it's not like i leaked a relationship.

lando norris oh wait, i did that too.

rowan todd anyone else have a gut feeling that something big is about to happen?

arthur leclerc yes, we've all been saying that since early janurary.

daniel jones-ricciardo by the way, congrats and good luck on monday baby leclerc

arthur leclerc thanks daniel!

bailey winters I WAS FUCKING RIGHT!

lando norris bailey, not the time

isabella perez WHAT THE FUCK HAMILTON?

rhys jones HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US HAMILTON?

isabella perez THE FUCK HAPPENED TO TOGETHER OR NOTHING?

zoya torres congrats? i guess. i don't know?

freya vettel i- i don't know how to feel.

george russell i feel betrayed. why lewis why?

alex albon he's being dramatic. it's time for his monthly cry session.

mae jones-verstappen i'm really sorry carlos.

carlos sainz it's fine. i'm fine. everything is okay.

daphne jones-ricciardo it's okay if you aren't. carlos sainz there's no point in crying over something that happened, right?

charles leclerc i'm sorry carlos. truly

mick schumacher is this betrayal? from lewis?

logan sargeant toto must be fuming a la abu dhabi 2021

zoya torres logan, now is not the time. logan sargeant right, my bad. i'm so sorry.

esteban ocon i think you're all being a bit dramatic

isabella perez HOW DARE HE COME IN BETWEEN CHARLOS? LEWIS, WE HAVE BEEF

rhys jones lewis, i love you, but how dare you?

mae jones-verstappen and somewhere in monaco, nico rosberg is giggling like a maniac.

max jones-verstappen the funniest thing nico could possibly do is come back to f1 and be with mercedes, again.

george russell what makes you think i want nico as my teammate? i want alex or mick or carlos. i'll take carlos.

logan sargeant you are not taking my teammate russell. have mick or carlos!

pierre gasly this whole thing is hilarious. the internet is fighting over who gets bono in the divorce.

rowan todd this is now referred to as divorcegate

dulce perez we can't go one season without a huge scandal can we?

rhys jones r.i.p alpinegate, you were iconic until this moment

oscar piastri nice to know we can move on from the alpine thing

fernando alonso they are never letting the alpine thing go

sebastian vettel like you with multi-21? fernando alonso you said it not me

rhys jones we haven't forgotten about you hamilton. we will get our answers.

isabella perez i know where you live sir.

lewis hamilton please, let it go.

george russell OH SO HE IS ALIVE?!

lewis hamilton i'm muting all of you.

max jones-verstappen no wonder fred was so chummy with toto.

daniel jones-ricciardo who even says chummy anymore? max jones-ricciardo i do bitchiardo

arthur leclerc it all makes sense now. fred became besties with toto only to steal his driver from under his nose.

lewis hamilton your minds are all insane.

zoya torres tell us something we don't know.

rhys jones WHAT WAS THE REASON HAMILTON?!

lewis hamilton i'm not telling any of you anything.

¡leclerc-s speaks! was gonna post this yesterday but it felt to soon, so i posted it today. i cope with drama and all of this with humor and writing. what happened to "together or nothing." or "we come as a package." i'm literally still devastated over this. IF I SEE ONE MORE SAD TIK TOK EDIT I WILL BE COMMITTING CRIMES. I SWEAR IT.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the honest series #formula 1 #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #f1 fic

[rhdcarts]

I'm not stuck in a fantasy I just want scar to win and also to permakill grian is that so wrong <- is lying to themself

#rowan shut the fuck up #secret life #secret life smp #secret life spoilers #not really but #mcyt #gtwscar #grian #trafficblr #desert duo

[letsgetrowdy43]

For You (Rowan’s Version)—

Toxic! Jack Hughes x reader & Platonic!Quinn Hughes

Based on the song “For you” by Delaney Bailey

Warnings: jacks a shitty bf, he's just mean I don't overly go into detail about his shittyness

Ro’s 1000 follower celly

“I'm getting too comfortable in my skin again, laughing too loudly at my own jokes again. Need to stifle my voice again, need to make myself small again. So that I can fit in the palms of your hands, so that I can be loved again”

Summer had always been her favourite time of the year, the boys rid themselves of any stress for two months, allowing them to travel, drink, and rest before training started up once again.

Summer was supposed to be peaceful. But seemingly, this year, it was anything but.

It had been apparent to everyone visiting the lake house that Jack and his girlfriend were going through a rough patch, their relationship was teetering on this metaphorical tightrope and nothing ever seemed to create balance. All it was gonna take was one small thing to throw them off, and the tension seemed to grow with every little comment that Jack threw at her.

She stood on the back deck, tears in her eyes as she stared at anything she could catch a glimpse of while ignoring Jack’s harsh glare. He was scolding her once again for something so minuscule, it was like routine at this point.  Her gaze was set on the boys down at the dock, loud laughter coming from their direction as Jack snapped his fingers in her face to get her attention.

Quinn frowned at the sight in front of him, watching them through the window, taking note of the heartbreak etched on her face as she shrugged and looked at Jack with defeat. The older brother's brows pulled together as he watched Jack talk down to her, confused as to how a match so perfectly made in heaven had all come crashing down.

Tears well up in her eyes as she fought off the urge to say something snarky back at Jack's stupid accusations, but ultimately knowing that the arguments weren’t worth it and if she just listened and moved on then everything would be just fine in a matter of hours. The girl slowly nodded and wiped her tears as Jack pressed a kiss to the apple of her cheek, a smile finding its way onto his lips as a way to lift her mood before he went back to being with the boys. 

She looked up at the older boy in the window who was displaying a look of shock at the way she pushed down all of her fight and accepted Jack's venomous words. Stood there staring at the man, someone who she considered a brother, not knowing how much he had witnessed, and not wanting to see the pitiful look that was spreading across his features.

He ushered for her to come in and talk but she simply shook her head and made her way into the house, dodging him as he called out for her as she found her way to her room. Exactly where Jack wanted her, away from his friends, and silent upstairs ★★★

“Shove a sock down my throat again, remind me I'm not funny again. Be the cool girl you wanted everyone to see,”

Jack slammed their bedroom door in her face, practically pushing her out of their room and forcing her to sleep on the couch all because of some fight over a girl at the bar.

“Fuck,” she screamed as she walked outside to get some air, the cold filling her lungs as she walked as far away from the house as possible, tears blurring her vision and sobs ripping from her throat as she distanced herself from the lake house, trying not to wake or alarm anyone this late in the night. Her hands pulled at the roots of her hair as she sat down on the edge of the dock, sticky tears down her cheeks as she struggled to take a long deep breath. Her heart began to quicken as the anxiety of realizing that she could lose Jack once and for all seemed to set in.

“I'm worried about you,” Quinn’s voice appeared from behind her, her eyes screwed shut as she tried to pull herself together, not wanting Quinn to see her like this. “I'm fine Q, just some bumps in the road,” she looked up at him, bottom lip wobbling as she saw the felt tears starting up again, “he’s right, I need to work on myself,” she shrugged sadly as Quinn sat down next to her, sticking his feet in the water as he watched her examine the soft ripples on the lake's surface. “I don't like that you think you're the issue in your guy’s relationship,” Quinn confessed, “he shouldn’t make you feel like that.”

The girl shook her head, bottom lips pulled between her teeth as she shook her head, “he’s not wrong though, I've been fucking up,” she whispered as Quinn shook his head but she chose to ignore, “I just need to give him some space,” her words became quiet as she recollected on the events of most every night since they had arrived that the lake house, “work on myself, for him”

"You wouldn't have to if he was treating you properly, you're not happy." "You can't tell me what I am, and am not" she mumbled tiredly, a tension headache began to sit at the pressure points right behind her eyes as she looked at him with a frown. "If I can't, then why can he?" he asked earnestly, care behind his eyes as she brushed off his question.

Quinn stared at her with such a lost expression, it was like he was staring at a different version of a girl he cared for so deeply. Her face recently seemed to lack any sort of colour as she slowly detached herself from life, to be present with her friends and family.

“It's different, I just need to be better for him,” she sighed, she smiled shortly and hugged the boy, “thank you for the talk Q,” she leaned against him for a second before standing up to head into the house, the couch calling her name.

The man sat out there for a minute longer, a bad feeling in his stomach as he watched the reflection of the moon on the water, thinking about how off she seemed, so insecure, so nervous to be seen by the people she viewed as her family.

★★★

"But pardon me, I've overshared, I’ll back myself into this corner. I’ll hide my tail between my legs, It’s really for the best”

Jack had somehow mastered the art of the silent treatment this summer.

He had been ignoring her once again, barely even looking in her direction all day after they had argued the night before. She was walking on literal eggshells around him at all times.

It was torturous as she hid away in their shared room after he dodged her apology kiss when she got downstairs for their morning coffee, pushing her away and then finding one of the boys to go to the country club with for a round of golf.

“You’re alive!” Trevor, one of her oldest and closest friends, announced as he hugged her and pulled her away from the stairs to the table where everyone was sitting and having dinner that Quinn and Josh made. “He finally let me out of my time out,” she joked and sat down at the table a smile on her face as she listened to Trevor’s contagious laughter.

Her eyes glanced up to see Jack already glaring down at her, the smile etched on her lips dropped as she watched him look away once again. She continued to look at him with caution as Luke placed a plate of dinner in front of her, the younger boy gave her an apologetic look and sat down in one of the two empty seats on either side of her

The girl stared at the other empty seat and then back up at Jack who watched her eyes fill with something that resembled hope, a childish thought that maybe he’d drop the annoyed act and sit next to her, just be close to her for dinner. Jack looked at the spot and scoffed, it was like he twisted the knife in her already aching wound, her face fell as she watched him find the only other empty seat at the other end of the table and sat down.

He was making a point, which was something he’d been doing a lot of lately.

She looked away from him, down at her full plate, and then up to Quinn who was already staring at her with a worried look as she shook her head, begging him with her eyes to stop looking at her like some fragile little girl. But that’s all she was in that moment, a once ferocious woman belittled into a shell of herself, all for love.

“You made me look like such an idiot!” Jack hissed as he found her lounging on the hammock in the backyard. “I'm tired Jack, I don't want to do this right now, please,” she sighed and shut her book as the swinging motion of the hammock stopped. “Well then don't pick fights that you don't want to continue, I'm embarrassed,” he lowered his voice and looked around for any of the guys, not wanting to be seen making such a scene.

The girl re-opened her book up to the page she last left off of, “you should be embarrassed, you’ve such been a dick lately,” she mumbled as Jack stared at her with anger-filled eyes. “I'm not the issue, you are, I mean you practically throw yourself at our friends!” He spat as she shut her mouth and just accepted the lies spewing from his mouth, “It’s you who should be embarrassed,” and with that, he walked away.

Leaving her all alone, the creaking of the hammock rang through her ears as she fought off the stinging feeling of tears lining her eyes.

★★★

“And I'll be quiet for you, and I'll make room here for you. I’ll throw out my things and ignore the constant sting, shove your keys on my ring, and I'll ask, "How are things?"For you”

She would’ve done anything for Jack, her love for him was something she believed to be everlasting, one that was so pure, up until that summer and their return to Jersey. The second they got to their apartment in Newark Jack was back to his normal self, it was a mid fuck, and it was hurtful.

She didn’t want to speak to him, she didn’t want to be touched by him, and she was starting to think that maybe she just didn’t want him anymore. She missed the old her, he’d changed her for the worse, and she resented him for it.

It was a realization that came slowly, one that was hard to come to terms with as she packed her suitcase and pushed Jack's pleas and promises of ‘being better’ to the side.

“I can’t do this anymore Jack,” she said with an armful of her clothes that she shoved right into her suitcase, her breaths uneven as she fought the urge to stop just hear him out. “I don't understand?” He moved himself in between her and her suitcase. “You just spent the entire summer acting like you hated me, and all of a sudden you're all over me,” she cried, “it's confusing, you’re confusing me.”

Jack huffed as he reached out to hold her but she backed away, “I can’t,” she shook her head, pushing his hands away from her and moved around him to shove all of her socks into the suitcase.

“I don't understand what you want from me, I love you!”

She froze, and let out a dry laugh at how he could simply twist the narrative, and just like that she was the ad guy all over again, “That's just it! You don’t love me though, you love me when it's convenient for you, and you only find me convenient when people aren’t around,” her calm composure turned into one of shaky breaths and tears as she finally looked jack in the eyes. “You don't like my humour, you dont' even look at me when we are in the same room, and when you do its cold and angry. You don't like when I talk to our friends or even just to you sometimes. Fuck Jack you don't like me for me anymore, and it's fucking with me,” Jack was taken aback as she pushed passed him to sort through her drawers.

He opened his mouth to make a counterargument but she shook her head tiredly, “it's okay J, it's just not working anymore, let me let you go please, cause you’re killing me over here,” she whispered, a weight-lifting off of her shoulders as she watched him stiffen up and nod his head curtly leaving her to finish collecting her things.

A loud bang at the door startled the Hughes boy who was lazily lounging on his couch, he looked down at his watch confusion lacing his features as he saw how late it was. He swung the door open to be met with a look of pure exhaustion, “I don't love him anymore,” she mumbled as Quinn nodded his head and pulled her in for a hug. “I know,” he whispered as she gripped onto his cotton shirt, tears soaking the fabric as he cradled the back of her head and just let her let all of the emotions out.

Allowing herself to let go of every bottled-up feeling that she had been harbouring for months as she fell into Quinn's hold. “This is rock bottom,” she mumbled as the man shook his head, Quinn's hand ran up and down her back reassuringly. “On the bright side there’s only one way to go from here,” She nodded as her grip on the boy's shirt let up and she pulled away to see him staring down at her.

He ushered her into the house and looked at her as she wiped away the remnants of her tears, “no more for him, only ever for you,” Quinn said as he hugged her once again.

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Heyhey! The first/khao in green gifset is from the LotusXFirstKhaotung event they did. I can't say I've tried to find the full thing but there are a billion clips on the hashtag #โลตัสโปรคู่จัดหนักxเฟิร์สข้าวตัง on Twitter, if that helps ease The Agonies~

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ive found the entire thing dubiously autotranslated and my agonies are eased. thank u so much💜💜💜

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[readychilledwine]

Breathplay

✨️Kink Education with Elizabeth✨️

If you're looking to add danger to your sex life, look no further.

Erotic asphyxiation, or breath play, is one of the most dangerous kinks in the BDSM community. Breathplay is the act of cutting off air supply during sex with the goal of achieving a more intense orgasm. There's mild forms of breathplay (hand or elbow around throat, closing partner's nose off during oral), less mild (forcing head into pillows or objects, hoods specifically designed for breathplay), to extreme (use of plastic wrap or plastic bags, waterboarding, forcing your partner's head into a body of water) and none of them are 100% safe.

Breathplay is dangerous for anyone, but if you have an underlying health condition, especially one involving your heart or lungs, it's best to possibly avoid this form of play. You can enjoy a hand necklace without the pressure, don't worry.

This form of kink play is not recommended by any medical professional nor sex therapists.

Please play safely💜

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As always, NSFW below cut.

Rowan Whitethorn x Reader

Warnings - I picture Rowan as a mean daddy dom with a masochistic streak, oral m receiving, p in v, reader passes out, references to her being passed around the Cadre, references to forced submission, hints of degradtion, unedited because I was running a little behind today 🫣

Rowan’s head fell back, a soft grunt falling from his lips as he seated himself all way into your throat. One hand had you back the back of your neck, forcing you where he wanted you for as long as he wanted you.

Breathing was becoming difficult, vision blurring slightly as you did everything you could to take a deep breath with your air way constricted the way it was. “Struggling whore?” You felt yourself clench at his words, at the deep graveled tone of his voice.

Rowan was never gentle with you. He was strict, demanding, and a masochist. He enjoyed watching you struggle, seeing you in pain and begging. He loved watching you cry as he pounded into you withholding orgasm after orgasm until you were so over stimulated you could do nothing but lay there, pliant to his pleasure.

You knew he cared for you, but you were his small fraction of peace in this fucked up world. One he so desperately was fighting tooth and nail to make better.

You weren't a warrior, you weren't blessed with healing magic. You were just a simple fae female. Well, as simple as a female capable of shifting into any form could be.

You were his spy. A spy damn near useless for anything but scouting, but still a spy.

Besides, he found use for you. So many uses actually.

His personal lap pet.

His personal whore.

His personal toy he could loan out to his brothers when they needed stress relief.

Right now, though, your biggest use was being his.

He pulled out slightly, grip on the sides of your neck tightening as his other hand came to hold your nose shut. “If you are struggling this early, how am I supposed to have fun with you?” The lack of air was getting to you. You knew you could tap his leg twice, and it would stop, but you wanted to desperately please him, to be of service. “Such an eager slut. You are lucky I can tell you need to breathe, y/n.” He pulled out completely, letting go of your nose. He forced you up, hand moving to the front of your throat as you gasped for air.

Precious life giving air.

He pulled you to his lips, a messy harsh kiss cutting air back off for a second as his grip tightened again.

This wasn't fully what you had in mind when he said he wanted to try something new, something Fenrys told them he had tried recently.

You would have to talk to the wolf about his reckless endangerment of himself later.

Rowan turned you, letting go long enough to force you down on the bed, forcing you hips up slightly. “Such a pretty cunt,” he slapped your core, watching in sadistic glee as as you screamed and wiggled, wetness now spreading and dripping. “All mine, isn't she?” He shoved your head into the pillow, forcing you into shocked silence.

Forcing you to be unable to answer him. “I asked you a question. Is this pussy mine?” You could hear the smirk in his voice, hear him planning on how he'd punish you.

You felt the slaps land. Three consecutive slaps right to your aching needy center.

Your moans were muffled by the pillow. You tried taking a deep breath to still your body and calm back down, but your airways were mostly blocked again.

4 more slaps came before two thick fingers plunged into you. Rowan growled behind you. “Wyrd, you are so tight. You'd like after this long we would have ruined your holes by now.” He began pulling them in and out at a blinding speed, hand still holding you in the pillows.

Your vision was going black again, mind racing as it pleaded for oxygen.

His fingers curled, and out of nowhere, an orgasm tore through you, ripping a scream of his name and the rest of the oxygen from your lungs. Rowan was silent behind you, hand moving to your hair to pull you up.

“Status?”

You shook your head, throat so sore and body needing air so badly you couldn't answer. You tapped the bed once, a code you normally only used when your lips were wrapped around his throat to indicate you needed him to slow down.

“I figured. You have never done that. You have never come without my permission.” Rowan removed his fingers from you, wiping them on the bed. He went behind you, holding your hips in his hands.

You knew he'd be gentle for a bit as his cock entered your soft walls slowly inch by inch. He took you slowly, a finger playing with your clit until you were calm again, body welcoming and swallowing him.

You relaxed, enjoy each roll of his hips as it sent a wave and wave of pleasure through you. Of the Cadre, he would always be your favorite. His length filled every inch of you so perfectly, so snugly, sex with him felt more like a puzzle finally finding its last piece than it did the obligation you were actually sent to them to fulfill. "Daddy," you moaned out, hips meeting his in a practiced dance. "So good, Daddy."

He groaned behind you. "I know, princess. Daddy's cock always makes you so wet." His hand found the back of your neck again. "Take a deep breath, princess."

He was pounding into you with in second, head forced back into the pillows as he did. You felt your hands curling at the sheets as you writhed moaning and crying below him.

It felt so fucking good. Better than normal, actually. It was as if your body was too lost on where to focus, fighting for air or relaxing and enjoying the way Rowan was ripping you apart.

You felt yourself becoming lightheaded, body softening. Rowan, misunderstanding, smiled, thinking you had fallen into his favorite overestimated dick drunken state. Your vision was filled with black dots, mind focusing on the sounds of him above you. Of his moans, his groans, the growls.

Rowan felt the moment he lost you, pulling himself out of you and flipping you as quickly as he could. "Fuck! Princess, I need you to come back to me," he started rubbing your sternum, eyes wide as he took in your face.

Your beautiful face where blood vessels had ruptured as your body struggled.

Struggled because of him.

He had almost killed you.

And you had almost let him.

He didn't know if he was angry, aroused by your complete trust in him, or just scared, but that first breath, that gasp you took before your body shook in his arms, tears falling. He laid you back down, hovering above your face and stroking your hair back. "Deep breath, y/n. There you go. Good girl."

You were met with light and green eyes staring down at you. "What happened?"

Rowan kissed your brow. "You did not use our fucking safe word or tap system is what happened. I almost fucking killed you."

You smiled below him, eyes closing again. "Felt so good. I wanted you to keep going."

Rowan’s forehead fell to yours, a rare full smile on his face. "Only you would pick dying with my cock inside of you over having to take a quick break."

He heard you moan, lips tugging up at the idea. "I would die a happy female if I died on your cock. Seems like the best way to die, actually. You buried so deep inside me, using me, body spent from pleasure."

He kissed your temple. "You will be punished for this later. Rest, my love."

"Are you sure you want to wait?"

Brows went up as he shook his head at you. "I will be bringing help with me to keep your mouth shut. Rest and prepare, princess."

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Creep!Rowan Laslow x Fem!Reader

SMUT (18+) ((Rowan is a creep, a weirdo-, obsessive?, toys, oral fixation, praise))

Word Count: 1,457

Rowan pays a visit to your dorm during your study session with Yoko that gets cut short due to ironic circumstances.

It was hard for Rowan to fit in. Being a part of the Nightshades hardly accounted for anything socially, no one else knew they existed. Even then, besides Xavier, they didn’t really talk to him. It was pitiful, but it had its perks. No one really paid any kind of attention to him, he could practically walk around anywhere without the risk of being interrogated thoroughly. He was using this to his advantage at the moment, casually striding through the dorm halls during class time.

There was only one thought in his mind as his feet took him to the desired destination. You, as he made his way to your dorm. You were currently across campus with your roommate, Yoko. He overheard you speaking with her last period during botany class about studying afterwards. That’s when this plan cultivated in his mind. He’d always fantasized about your room. He could only imagine, as there was no way you’d ever talk to him- let alone invite him over. He decided to take a peek on his own account. He couldn’t hold himself back any longer.

He finally reaches the dorm marked with various vampire signs, curtesy of Yoko. He tries the doorknob and sighs in relief when it opens with ease. He quickly slides in and takes a quick glance to make sure he’s alone. Then, he zeroes in on the side that is evidently yours. His heart races with excitement as he takes in your decorations. He loves them, he loves them because they perfectly match you. He bites his lip, suppressing the thought of being caught. Yoko took studying very seriously, and you wouldn’t be back for another hour or so- besides he couldn’t get any further down on the weirdo chain than he already was. He couldn’t lie to himself though; the thought also thrilled him.

After observing the outer layer of your side, he digs deeper. His breathing gets heavier, shaky hands reaching for your dresser doors. The first one he opens displays your underwear. Lucky guess. He resists the urge to take any, feeling that a sick kind of good karma would surely come his way if he chose not to steal. However, he picks a pair up and takes a deep inhale before putting it back. He closes it and instead opts for your bedside drawer. Sitting on your bed, he opens it, not knowing what to expect. What he does find, makes him have to take a spritz of his inhaler. The drawer contains a few personal items. Extremely personal. He can’t look away, studying them very carefully. Until he hears your laugh.

God, any other time he would love to sit still, pretend they were laughs caused by him- but now he has to move. He slams the drawer shut and rolls under your bed, hoping you didn’t need anything stored under here- or maybe he hoped you did just so he could see you. His pants were already tight, he quietly readjusts as you approach the bed. It dips a bit as you take a seat where he previously was.

“Whatever, I’ll be back at like eight, Enid wants to go over botany notes too. Also, lock the fucking door if you leave!” Yoko states, walking out and shutting the door behind her. You sigh, finally glad to be rid of her for a while. Rowan bites his lip, sensing the bed shift as you lay back. His eyes widen when he hears you open the drawer. Quietly, he shifts onto his back, waiting.

Soon, a faint buzz fills his ears. Rowan believes he has died and gone to a better place. Tentatively, his hand moves down to his aching cock, massaging it in time with your labored breaths from above the mattress. His hips buck when your whimpers grow more desperate and needy. He’d give anything and kill anyone just to be the one who made those noises come from you. He freezes when you moan louder, not at the volume of it- but what exactly you uttered.

“Rowan… fuck…” Your hips rut against the vibrating toy. As soon as you heard the door angrily lock from Yoko, you eagerly tugged your pants and underwear down. Rowan had looked extra handsome in class today and you noticed. You could barely focus in class, much less when Yoko and yourself went to study. You just had to cut the session short and hope she wouldn’t insist on staying with you.

Rowan can barely breathe, but he can’t risk the inhaler alerting you. But something else does instead. There is a series of quick knocks at the door. You huff in frustration and slam the toy back into your drawer. Rowan takes a spritz right as you get off the bed, masking it under the louder sound of the springs. You pull your pants up and open the door, allowing the guests to enter. He silently seethes as he watches familiar black shoes stride in. Wednesday. Always ruining his plans.

“Oh let him down, he can explore.” You chuckle, Rowans blood runs cold as Wednesday lets Thing down onto the ground. The appendage no doubt notices him, but decidedly ignores him as he crawls up onto the bed. “So what’d you need?” You turn to Wednesday.

“Rowan Laslow. I want your thoughts on him. Based on my observations you are the most trustworthy person I could expect to ask.”

“Oh, thanks. Well, Rowan…” You think for a moment. “He’s very intelligent, kind of a loner, save for Xavier, but that’s not a bad thing. I don’t really know him all that well. I’d ask Xavier if you want real information on him though- they’re roommates.” You explain. His heart swells hearing you describe himself, it almost makes him forget about Wednesday inquiring about him. He’ll have to check that out later.

“Thank you.” She nods and promptly leaves your room, Thing in tow.

This is when Rowan gains a spur of confidence. The way you described him, your moans, all signs that he could reveal himself to you and be accepted if he played his cards right. You’re still faced the door when he leaves the confines of the underside of your bed. He hesitantly approaches you. You turn around with your head down, eyes widening at the sight of his shoes. You look up, eyes meeting his.

“I’m flattered, Princess.” He lustily gazes at you through the lenses of his glasses. You can’t seem to muster the words to say anything. His hand reaches up to your chin, and his face gets impossibly close to your own. “Just say the word and I’ll take care of you.” He promises, evidently having heard your previous whines.

“Please.” You whimper, he wickedly grins and attacks your lips with his own.

Soon, he’s taken control and pushes you down onto your bed, now in between your unclothed legs. You pant, watching him carefully. He reaches over to your drawer, you look away embarrassed. His hand moves your face to look at him.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Princess. I don’t blame you. But, if you wanted the real thing you could’ve just asked.” He teases, kissing your temple while he moves back to sit in between your legs. You see which toy he’s chosen, excitedly anticipating his next move. He turns the toy on and off, having noticed the wetness on it from before you’d had to put it away. You bite your lip, watching as he brings it closer to his face. He drags it against his tongue, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tastes you. When the toy is deemed clean by him, he edges it towards your cunt.

He holds your hips down with his watch clad arm, resting the vibrating toy against your clit. Your hips involuntary buck up, his arm keeping you steady.

“Stay still, don’t you want to be good for me?” He murmurs, looking up at you through his lenses. You quickly nod and try to gain control of your lower half. He taps the toy against your pussy, drawing it through your soaked folds. You grow louder, gasping at the change of direction. Rowan was already close, just being in your dorm alone and being able to witness your intimate possessions was already enough for him- he had to do something, and quick. He tosses the toy back into your drawer. “Lay down on your side.” He orders, beginning to undo his own pants. You quickly do as your told and wait, feeling him lay down behind you.

Rowan places his hand in front of your mouth. “Spit.” He uses your saliva to generously jerk his cock as he rests his head on your shoulder. His hand wedges in between your thighs and raises the one on top, exposing your pussy to the air, before feeling him push against your ass, letting his cock rest in your folds before moving back and forth. He bites your neck, working the skin with his teeth to turn purple. Finally, he gains the courage to enter you. One hand moves to grip your thigh, while the other breaches your mouth, urging you to focus on sucking his digits. Your tongue swirls around them while he focuses on thrusting up into you.

You suck harder on his fingers as he gets more forceful with his movements, hearing the slap of his hips meeting your ass.

“So good for me.” He murmurs into your neck, feeling you clench around his cock at the praise. “My pretty girl.” Your stomach tightens at the sudden influx of compliments and pushes you closer to your release. Your mouth hangs agape, he removes his fingers and replaces them with his mouth, finally kissing you again. His hand moves down to your clit, playing with it roughly. It’s all too much and you whine out a warning before coming undone around his cock.

Your strangled moan, the feel of your juices flooding around his cock, being caught in your room, it was all entirely too much for Rowan to handle at once and he buries his face into your cheek while his cum shoots up into you. He’s a fucking creep, and he knows it- but it got him this far.

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[sunshine-theseus]

warning: heartbreak high season2 spoilers

i thought while i'm making my comeback i'll talk about a bunch of different shit like chelsea games and the way sharn freier is literally a star girl and now she's not my team's secret anymore.

BUT the 2nd season of Heartbreak High (if you are or aren't australian, please watch it. it's so good. it's on netflix) came out yesterday and i've already finished it and i have so many thoughts.

first off how the fuck did rowan manage to bag malakai and amery of all people. i'm sorry but this motherfucker rocks up in term 2, a new kid, dressed like dean winchester with the hair of sam winchester and 2 of the hottest people at Hartley, who were a couple mind you, fall in love with him. i have to congratulate the writers on actually understanding what a love triangle is though; instead of making it a love... line? also i took a complete stab in the dark about him hallucinating his brother not long into watching it and i was right :D

BI MALAKAI YOU WILL CATCH ME SOBBING IN THE CORNER I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

this may be hot take, but i can't stand the way darren can't take accountability for their actions. they absolutely came for quinni's throat when she expressed her feelings and told her that the world can't revolve around her and accommodate all her needs... the world can't always accommodate quinni... a queer, autistic woman... and then they don't even actually apologise for what they said to her? and then they seek out an old hook up to have sex when cash comes back from the last "mission" with chook. should cash have done it without telling them? no. was it the right thing to do? no. but going to hook up with someone WHEN YOU'RE STILL IN A RELATIONSHIP?? and then calling it drama?? fucking wild idk

i don't know how i feel about the spider redemption arc they tried to do, but fucking hell did voss piss me the fuck off. dude shut the fuck up, if you want to be taken seriously maybe don't wear a lycra body suit to work. i can't be mad about spider trying to be a better person but i don't like that they made him take a fucking huge jump back when missy said it wasn't going to work, or that the reason he was like that was because he had a hyper-feminist mum. she was horrendous trying to use missy to try and "fix him" and missy ate calling that artwork out for being fake. speaking of, missy is so strong minded, why the fuck did they make her fold for sasha's "people like him can't change" spiel, didn't even think, instantly agreed. sasha was so annoying

i kind of wish harper didn't drop the case, but i think it was something that took a lot of courage. the way woodsy taught her to drive and was so excited when she passed the test - tears were shed. i like harper and ant together i think? but i kind of wish they let it play out longer (this is me assuming there will be a third season)

uhh i can't think of much else, feel free to add.

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