#thursday night thots

[sprout-fics]

Werewolf König holding you down -or up- by your hips and just fucking you like an absolute fleshlight while he’s lost in the moon sauce. Send tweet

The monster Konig thot energy has been so strong recently here what-

(Werewolf sex, Mentions of breeding, Size difference, Werewolf dick, Possessiveness, Reader getting her shop wrecked)

“K-König, g-gentle-”

It’s a plea gasped against the darkness, one that echoes softly into the forest, muffled by the sounds of the werewolf above you, bent over you, pressing you into the damp leaves and soft soil. His massive frame above you brackets you in on all sides, one bulging forearm braced well above your head, the other securing your hips flush to his, dragging you back with every brutal, snapping thrust that has him burying himself deep inside you. 

König huffs in your ear, doesn’t respond to your plea. Yet his hips do slow from their vigorous, powerful thrusting to something mildly resembling gentleness. König still doesn’t try to keep himself from drilling the tip of his monstrous shaft against the curve of your womb, rolling his hips in a dizzying onslaught that has fire brimming in your blood. Your fingers curl into the soil in a vain attempt to ground yourself, face pressed nearly flat against the forest floor, ass hauled high in the air, skirt shoved up around your waist where it bunches under his claws. 

Gods, you must look a mess.

Your eyes are glassy with pleasure, with the intoxicating, delicious drag of his girth from your velvety walls, clinging to him with every retreat. The sensation alone is enough to make you shudder, make a consuming heat pool low below your belly. It fissures outwards, tracing along every nerve ending, rendering you boneless against him as he maneuvers you to his whim. With every roll of his hips to meet yours there’s a wrecked rush of air that exhales past your swollen lips, teethed raw by your vain attempts to contain your moans. Drool pools at the corner of your mouth, brow scrunched in suffocating pleasure as the monster above you drives into you with wild abandon.

There’s a whine, broken and pleading that tears at your throat, his warm breath fogging your nape, your shoulder, where he has to restrain himself from seizing your tender flesh between his teeth. Anything to satiate the beast inside of him, to tame the growling, rampant fever that stalks in his bones with the feral urge to claim, to breed.

There’s a pause for a moment as the beast growls into your ear, and the sound alone has you whimper, pliant and submissive under him like a pup. You don’t dare move, knowing König will only press you back where he wants you, cave to his desire to have you how he wants you. You go willingly, surrender to him and the monster coiled within his frame. The moon above you both hangs yellow and full, gleaming like the untamed glint in the eyes of your strange lover. 

König withdraws completely, and the loss of complete and utter fullness is so startling that you whine, try and press back to chase him. Yet the weight across your shoulders vanishes, and instead two massive paws come to grasp below your hips. With his terrifying strength König lifts you, has you fall back against his broad, hairy chest with a shuddering gasp. Your hands fall to grasp the fur on his arms, anchoring yourself even as the world spins around you, the cool mist a balm to your feverish, sweaty skin. 

Yet then you feel the tip of him catch against your stretched entrance, and there’s little warning before Konig lowers you down.

The moan that ruptures from your chest cracks your voice, cunt fluttering helplessly around his girth, stretching you wide around him. It isn’t long before König resumes his previous pace, battering against you as skin meets skin, as every thrust has a cracked cry bubble up inside you. 

“You are mine.” He growls in your ear, teeth skimming dangerously over the exposed flesh of your shoulder, threatening to add to the litany of marks there from his previous claims. You grasp at him, drag him closer as the teeth press down into the skin. “Nobody else.”

“My mate. Mine.”

#werewolf! König #konig smut #konig x you #konig x reader #könig x reader #This is so filthy I swear- #thursday night thots

[undercoverpena]

bored and lonely, and lay in his bed, you deciding (after some courage in the form of his bar trolley) to call Javi when he’s at work. knowing it’ll be hours—if he’s even able to come home tonight—before you see him. dropping your voice, all low, a whisper. sweetly (but put on, perfectly forced) telling him what’s he’s missing at home. what items are covering your body. how warm your skin is. how soft. where your hands are, where you want his. hearing the distinct sound of the phone being lightly crunched in his palm as it mixes with the crackling of his cigarette paper burning as he takes a long drag. because he’s imagining it—the image you’re painting for him, describing in more detail than he expects—while simultaneously finding his nose fills with the ghostly scent of you, the way your breath feels on his neck—

#thursday night Javi brain rot is thanks to TikTok (shoutout the wonderful editors tho) and the song Agora Hills 👀🫠 #jo’s thoughts #it’s Javi thots a day early apparently #shoutout agora hills

[kylejsugarman]

oh dude it would be so fun to do a stream where we play the official breaking bad trivia game......that stream where we ranked all the characters was so fun, i want to do something like that again.....maybe raise some money for a gaza gofundme while we do it??

#syd squeaks #i know im not a huge creator or anything but even being able to raise a little money thru a stream would be awesome #thots?? orientation only goes until thursday so i have friday and saturday night off

[ghostchems]

a/n: I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THIS ASK 😭 but good thing i took a screenshot! here are some secondo date night thots!

You are sitting pretty on the couch, snuggled up beneath a blanket as you scroll through your phone. The lights are dimmed in the den and you’ve just had a big bowl of homemade linguine and shrimp, a perfect cocktail for a sleepy evening, though you are trying valiantly to stay awake. An attempt has already been made to help Secondo with cleaning up but he playfully escorted you out of the kitchen and back to the couch, telling you to relax and warm up the blankets for him. You’ve already learned that you should let him have this, the night being an important one for the both of you.

Papa Emeritus the Second could have anything he wanted from anybody he asked every single day. Clergy members flocked to his side to ensure that he had everything he needed and that he was taken care of and happy. No matter how hard he tries to avoid it more often than not a sibling or a ghoul is trailing behind him. He works hard as Papa, spreading the dark gospel and inspiring the masses, so there are times where he does take advantage of the assistance. Meanwhile, you bust your ass every day in the finance department and end up working late nights every so often to ensure expenses are booked and more.

But not on Thursday nights. The siblings know you have to be back at your quarters by 4pm but they don’t know what exactly happens. Papa Secondo belongs to you on Thursday nights. He cooks you dinner, usually a pasta dish, he cleans up after himself and doesn’t allow you to lift a finger. A dessert, something he picks up specially for you from the local bakery, waits to be nibbled on. Light Italian singing flows from the kitchen into the den.

Volaré, oh-oh

Cantaré, oh-oh-oh-oh

Nel blu dipinto di blu

Felice di stare lassù

It’s taken some getting used to on your part. You used to be one of the siblings who assisted Papa which evolved into an insatiable affair. He couldn’t get enough of your body, stealing you away to taste and feel you, and eventually that grew into something more. Something unexpected. The look in his eyes started to change when he saw you and his kisses began to linger. His strong arms would curl around you, keeping you from your usual ritual of slipping out of his bed, and press you right up against him, nose nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Late night discussions about ministry drama and movies gave way to deeper conversations about aspirations and life so far. You fell hard and fast and he did too.

Thursday nights are to show you just how much he has fallen. Secondo shows you his love by doting on you and taking care of everything date night related with no help from clergy members and certainly no help from you. He coos that you work so hard and he wants to take care of you, to provide for you. Something he isn’t able to do for many others. It’s his love language and it makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

So you sit on the couch, warming it up for him just as he asked. The dessert is cannoli and the trashy television show of choice is Below Deck. A nice bottle of wine sits on the coffee table waiting to be opened to fuel the deep talks and silly flirting for the remainder of the evening. Secondo’s singing has only grown stronger and more impassioned as he finishes up cleaning.

It’s his favorite night of the week and it shows.

#secondo x reader #papa emeritus ii x reader #papa emeritus ii #secondo #secondo drabble

[nerdieforpedro]

Weekend Update 02/11/2024

Nerdie! It's the middle of the month, how are you?

Good. Nothing to complain about. Mainly relaxed and then worked Thursday and Friday. My orientee made me laugh.

Oh? How so?

She said that now that she's had some different preceptors she enjoys my balances of being a bit hands off since I know she's experienced, but still checking in during the shift to see how things are going. (Puffs out chest and also wonders if that's a good or bad thing.)

I mean, if she said it's fine, it should be fine right? Now did you do anything writing this week?

I did a bit. Not as much as I normally do. I'm gearing up for projects I have either agreed to or planned for myself.

My two fics are quite different. One was silly and sweet and the other was filth. Nerdie in a nutshell really:

Is it for the wallet of the shoebox? (Tim Rockford x plus size female reader) Tim being silly in a bookstore leads to a serious conversation and a partial photoshoot at home. Comedy and domestic fluff with slight spice.

One Pass for the both of Us (Lucian Flores x female reader x Benny Miller) You and your boyfriend Lucian have the same hall pass. All smut with sweatpants and gold chains.

Working on two things I promised people. One requested fluff and the other action and smut.

I decided to start a new series (because clearly I don't have enough - Dieter, Frankie and Tim give Nerdie a death glare) 👀 because this Pedro character was in my WIPs way before the three of you! Might even help me brainstorm…

Two Hearts by the Ocean will feature Javier Gutierrez x Abigail (plus size OFC). The vibe is sweet summer romance. Mainly fluff every Wednesday, not sure how many parts, at least five. Let me know if you'd like to be tagged for it. I have a few people in mind but if you'd like to be added, let me know. 😆

Roc & Doc and Weddings 101 with Dieter are still ongoing, no worries. Tim and Dieter have calmed. Frankie is a bit pissed still but you have the longest masterlist Fish! You don’t care…well. Okay. 🫡

I might be trying to figure out how to write Ezra. I love reading fics with the man, but his speech patterns have so many nuances to it. I've been studying @morallyinept aka Jett's Pedro Pascal Character Database that she's been compiling and her entry on Ezra from Prospect has been invaluable. It's an excellent reference for Pedro character fic writers or if you just wanna know more. She also has one specifically on Ezra’s speech patterns that I swear I’ve read at least four times.

It's me, I'm the problem. 😭 I’m either overthinking or not focusing on the right parts. Ugh…

Fics I read this week: ( I took time off work and had plenty of time to read - still didn't get to everything. 🥸)

Movie Night by @munsonownsmyass (Zach Ellison x reader)

No game at all (but I can do this) by @for-a-longlongtime (Marcus Pike x Tim Rockford - Frankie Morales floating in thots)

Wouldn't It Be Nice - Chapter one by @lady-pug (Agent Whiskey x female reader)

02 x birds - Frankie Morales x reader by @trulybetty

Mon Amour by @saturn-rings-writes (Jake Lockley x black female reader)

The Stars by @youvebeenlivingfictional (Poe Dameron x reader)

Mutual by @morallyinept (Ezra x female reader)

Dinner Party by @lavendertales (Steven Grant x fem reader)

The Mercenary and the Whore by @absurdthirst and @storiesofthefandomlovers

Comedy of Errors (MK Spring Bingo #3) by @soft-girl-musings (Steven Grant x GN reader)

03 x snowfall - Marcus Pike x reader by @trulybetty

Ambrosial by @spacecowboyhotch (Din Djarin x fem. black reader)

Half of you - part 1 and part 2 by @foxilayde (Santiago Garcia x female reader)

God Speed by @magpiepills (Tim Rockford x female reader)

Not for nothing @magpiepills (Ezra x female reader)

Perfect Fit by @lowlights (Frankie Morales x plus size reader)

To the Flame - chapter 5 by @pedroshotwifey (Dark Javier Peña x female reader)

Come back to me by @reallyrallyauthor (Poe Dameron x female reader)

If you’re not looking at @immarocketman ‘s art, then I feel sad for you. It’s beautiful 🤗 They put out a sketch of Din/Cobb this week that’s apparently going to have a fanfic written about it by @theywhowriteandknowthings

There was also an excellent head cannon about Sarah’s younger years by @clickergossip that resonated with me on Black girlhood. ☺️

That's about it until next week! 🥰

Stay hydrated and safe!

Love Nerdie 💜

#weekend update #Nerdie update #Nerdie's fic recs #pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #din djarin #frankie morales #ezra prospect #Tim Rockford #Marcus Pike #Santiago garcia #Steven Grant #jake lockley #javier peña #javier gutierrez #poe dameron #zach wellison #Agent Whiskey

[sebsxphia]

“I don’t care if it takes all night, you will submit.” Screams mean dom!Bradley to me. Don’t ask me why.

I’m gonna tie this into poly!squad because brain rot. Everyone else is out of town for the weekend, leaving you alone with Bradley. You have a habit of behaving for everyone but him. To you, he’s a big, sweet push over and you take advantage of that at every turn. Now that he’s seen how Bob handles you when you misbehave, he’s going to give it a shot.

Foaming at the mouth at the thot 🥴 ILYSM, beloved! Hope you have an amazing day - Teddy 🧸💖

ooohooohhoohhhhhhh now we’re talking teddy!!!!!!

“Now that he’s seen how Bob handles you when you misbehave, he’s going to give it a shot.” is so key to understand in this thot!!!

“bunny, did you clean the bathroom like i asked?” bradley pokes his head round the archway through to your living room as he sees you mindlessly on your phone. “nope.” is all you reply without even looking at him. “bunny.” he gives you a warning tone as he comes over to you, towering above you. he cocks his head at you. “don’t you want to make it nice for the others when they’re home?”

“bob can do it when he’s back.” still you pay him no attention. “i’m sure bob would love to hear you tell him that.” he responds. you wait awhile before replying back to him, biting your tongue as the words come out of your mouth. “it doesn’t matter anyway. you’re not bob.”

that makes bradley tick. not only does he want to make sure your home is lovingly ready for them, he’s also tired of you seeing him as a pushover. after thursday’s encounter of bob making you cry all night because you didn’t put the dishes away, he’s going to give it a shot himself.

he snatches your phone out of your hand and throws you over his broad shoulder and delivers a harsh smack to each cheek. the bruises from bob making it sting further. you yelp out at the stinging sensation and squirm in his grasp. “squirm all you want, bunny. you’re doing as i tell you.” you paw at his back in protest. “no, i won’t!”

he places you down onto your en-suite bathroom floor and gives your cheeks and firm squeeze. “stay here.” when you roll your eyes he squeezes tighter making you whimper. you hear him rummaging around in the top draw of your dresser. you know what’s in that draw.

he comes back with a vibe and a remote control in each hand. he hoists you up onto the sink counter and parts your thighs with a tight grip. he doesn’t have any issue sliding the vibe inside of you and his hard demeanor slips only for a second when he presses a bruising kiss to your lips. “so fucking wet. already.” you groan against his touch when he turns it on, only at a low vibration.

he snaps back to your punishment and pulls you back down to the floor, the tiles pressing on your knees. “you’re going to clean this bathroom while coming as many times as i deem fit. i don’t care if it takes all night bunny, you will submit.”

thank you so so much for this incredible thot my beloved!! i too hope you’re having an amazing day, i love you to the moon and back darlin’!!! 💌🫶🏼💖

#💌you’ve got mail #thesluttyarchivist #my wife 💍 #poly!squad #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x you #bradley bradshaw x y/n #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x y/n #rooster x reader #rooster x you

[wroteclassicaly]

Tomorrow night at 8:30 PM sharp — it’s Thotty Thursday for Steve! A whole kink hour dedicated to our sweet himbo! Start sending in your thots to my ask box now, if you’d like? Hope to see you there?! ;)

#kristenwrites #kink hour

[melodygatesauthor]

Hey everyone! I'm working on my drabble requests and my regular requests but I'll need some little breaks here and there. I'm having a sleep over! Come hang in my inbox! 😘

CFS - Send me 3 characters for choke, fight, and slap. (guess I'm in a fighting mood tonight. this would all lead to sexy time ofc)

ask me to share my thots about my faves or share your thots with me!

VERY short headcanons

make me choose between 2 things

top 3 anything

Ask me literally anything, I'm super open about most things

Send me pics of my favorite blorbos or ask me what my fave pics of a specific blorbo are!

Tell me about your current WIPs/Ask me about my current WIPs

Ask my anything about any of my fics <3 (I won't be revealing any spoilers tho so don't even try hehe)

Send as many submissions as you want!

This will go on for a few days while I'm not working as much.

Ends Thursday night 06/08/2023 at 10pm EST

#melody gates procrastinates #melody procrastinates #inbox games #melody sleepover #melody june sleepover

[i-am-a-bad-influence-writes]

ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ The favorites ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡

Author's note: This is my new favorites list. My old ones are still available through my old masterlist. This one is just updated and I cleaned up the links that didn't work anymore. Sorry to every writer who gets another notice that they have been mentioned, do know that I still love you very freaking much. I'm just going through a re-brand and cleanup phase :)

* = smut

♡ Arthur Morgan ♡

*Thursdays by @the-karma-cafe Summary: in which the boys are curious where arthur runs off to every thursday night

*Big Iron by @grugruel

♡ Joel Miller ♡

*Say you love me by @thot-of-khonshu Summary:  Red wine. Rage. Regret. Reunions. When pride separates you from the man that got away in 2003, you thought you’d never see him again. But when going to tie loose ends for Bill and Frank, you see him and a young companion.

♡ Henry Cavill ♡

L’aurore by @fvckinghenrycavill Summary:  a fluffy morning with Henry and his beard that he has to shave.

*Drunk in love by @angrythingstarlight Summary:  Drunk Henry comes home wanting a little taste of his favorite snack.

Love bite by @delicate-moon-princess Summary:  It was just a little love bite. Who knew Henry could be so dramatic?

*Doctor and Mr. Cavill by @ramp-it-up Summary:  Kal’s favorite Veterinarian, nerd activities and Henry.

♡ Henry Cavill's Sherlock ♡

Jigsaw by @andsheloved Summary:  as you wonder what it would be like for him to return your affections, Sherlock finally understands what he would sacrifice to fit within your world.

We’ll be alright by @love-strawberry Summary: in which they fight but there's no doubt that they'll end up alright.

♡ Clark Kent ♡

*Need by @aimless-imagines-for-fun Summary:  A little make out session between you and Clark gets heated and this time, you two get to go all the way.

♡ Captain Syverson ♡

*And so much more... by @sillyrabbit81 Summary:  After a disappointing date, your best friend's older brother picks you up to take you home.

♡ Carmen Berzatto ♡

*After hours by @ilongfor-the-arts Summary:  Reader is a friend of his or more of a coworker but she finds Carmy attractive and one day someone says something about him, just for a laugh, nothing really mean and reader chimes in with a “ I’d totally sit on his face”?

*You’re my girl by @ilongfor-the-arts Summary: The meat delivery guy flirts with you and Carmen doesn’t like it.

*“Bad“ at this by @ilongfor-the-arts Summary: They like each other but neither wants to admit it. Tension builds until the kettle starts screaming.

*Learning in public by @ohcaptains Summary:  you didn’t think he’d enjoy it that much. didn’t think he’d want more, too.

♡ Halsin ♡

*Oh, to be alone with you by @galacticgraffiti

[sprout-fics]

This is one of my nastier thoughts-

Hide and seek gangbang. Reader (bottom) hides somewhere on base and the first one to find her gets to fuck her while everyone else watches (or joins in 👀)

This was so much fun, I may have to do a matching one for Price and Gaz!

“Ohh songbird…”

You feel your heart hammer against the cage of your ribs, hands planted across your face to prevent even a single sound from escaping at the tenor of Johnny’s voice floating through the unused warehouse, sing-song, teasing, hungry.

It’s been the better part of an hour since you were chased in here, sneaking through the dusty aisles of upended crates and empty shelves. The flickering dimness of this space seems to only add to the rapid thump of your heartbeat, muscles coiled in preparation to run, to flee should you be discovered.

“I know you’re in here.”

He’s close. Too close. You can hear his footsteps from where you press yourself inside the shadows of a doorway, his heavy boots a purposeful, slow echo throughout the empty space. It’s almost like he wants you to know exactly where he is, advertises his presence with every noise. What his strategy is, you aren’t sure, but you’re certain that if he gets any close he’ll find you for sure, claim his prize only to set you free once more.

“Come out come out, wherever ye are…” He chuckles, and you rise slowly from where you crouch, tip-toe to the door and see the profile of him vanish just beyond the edge of the hallway. It gives you the chance you need, and you quickly but quietly move down the other direction, keeping eyes on where he’s disappeared to. 

Yet then your foot crunches against something fragile and you freeze, hear his pleased little noise of realization a split second before you bolt, shoes hitting the floor harshly as you sprint away from the sound of his pursuit. 

“There you are!” Johnny calls gleefully from behind you, and christ- how did he close the distance so fast?!

You skid around the next corner, nearly stumble, and launch yourself forward past a darkened doorway yawning into a pitch black room-

Skeletal hands reach out, snatch you mid-step and drag you backwards. You yell from behind the palm covering your mouth, adrenaline spiking in your blood and trying to thrash away from Ghost as he hauls you further into the darkness. 

“Caught you.” He murmurs in your ear as your hands are dragged behind him, back flush with the rigid surface of his tac vest. It sends a jolt of something through you, dark and thrilling as he overwhelms you with his adamantium strength, smears charcoal across the inside of your skull with his mere presence. 

It only grows when the zip-ties fasten around your wrists, and you again try to squirm free with no success. 

“You’re a fast little bugger.” Johnny pants as he leans on the doorway, his gloved fist planted on the frame. Yet his eyes dance with delight as he witnesses you caught in Ghost’s grasp, dragging his lip between his teeth at the conflict of outrage and desire in your gaze. 

“Hells bells.” The Scotsman breathes, and he steps forward, his hand falling to the bulge in his pants, which he idly strokes through his pants. Yet then his eyes catch that of Ghost’s behind you and he grins, untamed and starved. “Teamwork makes the dream work, eh LT?”

You fuckers.

“Get in here Johnny.” Ghost offers instead, and you clamp your thighs together as his hand abruptly descends into your pants, your wetness soaking through his gloved fingertips. 

“Looks like our pet likes to be chased.” He observes, and if you didn’t know him better you’d swear he sounds detached, playing the villain. It only ratchets the excitement inside you higher, and you answer it with a muffled yell that only summons a chuckle from the sergeant before you, now pressing against your front and sandwiching you between the two men. 

“Tough luck, us finding you first.” He tuts, and his hand raises your shirt and presses flat against the softness of your stomach appreciatively, suggestively. “Won’t be much left for Price and Gaz once we’re done with you, hen.”

You stare defiantly up at him, and it only seems to please Johnny, who’s eyes dance bright in the dimness and his fingers rise to tug a nipple. It makes you falter for a moment, the sudden sharp sensation making your expression shift into something wanting, a little mewl escaping you at the pleasure that rises inside you between his fingers and Ghost’s digits stroking against your folds. 

“Fuck, we’re going to ruin you.” He promises, and Ghost hums a dark, pleased assent in response. “Fill you up and send you scampering so the others can hunt you down and have their fun too, aye?”

Ghost presses down on your clit and you mewl, nod frantically in an effort to get them to really touch you, giving into temptation and erasing this farce of pursuit that’s led you here. Ghost notices and huffs a laugh, low and dark in your ear. 

“So needy, pet.” He murmurs, and you shift so you can grind yourself down onto his hand, eyes fluttering as it stokes the pleasure burning inside you. 

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.” Johnny promises, and gently pulls Simon’s gloved hand away, tilts your head so his lips descend to meet your own. “Just need to ask us for it.”

You consider escape once more, but between Johnny’s decadent touch and Ghost’s unyielding grasp, you find yourself with few other places you want to be. 

You surrender, gasp out your reply in a wanting sigh that spills across his tongue. 

“Please.”

#simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #soapghost x reader #john soap mctavish x you #thursday night thots

[undercoverpena]

Is it bad that I want a different fic for each day of the week?

Between late night texts Tuesdays and I like the way you Wednesdays, I literally cannot get enough!

I WANT MORE!!!!!!!

you want more of ME???? (does a happy dance that is so uncoordinated you're like 👀).

SOOOOO, in my head. this is how my next couple of series (including current things go):

MONDAY: Joel Miller Monday ✨ aka Flour Power (arriving Dec) TUESDAY: Late Night Text Tuesday (or Javi Tuesday - he owns the day now) WEDNESDAY: I Like The Way You Wednesday THURSDAY: Frankie / Marcus Pike (because Resurrected, which is basically connected one-shots feels Thursday to me) FRIDAY: ... For some reason, we seem to thot on a Friday?

SATURDAY + SUNDAY = Jo Chaos. Who knows what we'll get, who knows if we will or when we will.

How do we feel about this? Because I feel like this is the most me thing ever to put a day next to my updates 🙈

#asked and answered #kind souls #anon #the level of organisation i sometimes put to things should be studied

[holey-punch]

thotting it up on ⏃ Thursday night

#spamton #deltarune #big shot era #big shot spamton #my summonings #WHY DOES HE LOOK SO SLUTTYYYYYY /pos

[sassy-ahsoka-tano]

Thirsty thursday random late night thought but

Imagining like cowboy!Elvis rn and just some sweaty s*x maybe in the barn or like in the shed 🤤🤤🤤 that sounds hot affff

i know its not thirsty thursday anymore but it is slutty sunday so it's ok AND IT'S ALSO KING'S BDAY SO WHAT BETTER WAY TO CELEBRATE???

i have ✨thots✨

cowboy!elvis is so real i mean the man DID own horses after all. he also played a cowboy more than once so allow me to introduce some reference photos for your viewing pleasure while i go off

i know he didn't like the beard but i truly do not understand why 😩 it fits his face so well. i just need to tell him that he's pretty but anywayyyy cowboy!elvis:

i know this is so basic, but the farmhand AU is just so good. so we're imagining elvis as the farmhand at your family's ranch here.

you've been casting longing glances at each other for so long now and you both know that you're crazy about each other, but it's so wrong to get involved with an employee. and he wouldn’t dream of insulting your honor as his boss.

but every time he hoists a bail of hay over his shoulder (his back muscles glistening in the hot summer sun) or calmingly rubs his long, slender fingers over a horse's muzzle to calm them, you just can't help but oogle.

one night, you're helping him sweep out the barn, all the horses and cattle are out grazing so you can get into their stalls. it's just you and he sweeping in silence until you accidentally back into each other.

when you turn around to apologize, he just takes your head into his hands and presses a deep kiss to your lips. and its history from there...

the next thing you know, you're being pushed back against the barn doors. he hoists you onto his hips.

i feel like cowboy!elvis is very handsy and also a major ass man. he loves watching you ride because he just stares at how nice your ass looks on the saddle.

he lays you down on a bed of hay on the barn floor and tips his stupid sexy cowboy hat. "ma'am, may i do the honors?" as his fingers play with the hem of your top.

the cowboy belt is such a useful tool to pull him closer to you. also, cowboy!elvis has a bondage kink so he's using that thing to wrap your wrists together.

on the sweat front, we all know how sweaty elvis is thanks to vegas. so you bet your ass that you're gonna feel the stickiness of his body on yours, the way the sweat rolls from his brow onto your skin, the way his scent spreads itself all over you to claim you 🥴

and if he has the beard??? beard burn pals. your thighs are gonna be so tender after sex w cowboy!elvis

he's a cuddler afterwards. pulls you close and just goes straight to sleep, not caring one bit about being absolutely disgustingly dirty. don't worry, he came prepared with a blanket to cover you and keep you warm.

also could totally 100% see cowboy!elvis having both a breeding kink and a cockwarming kink

now i have to run away and watch all of elvis' westerns lmaooo i know stay away joe is not one of his better movies but i think there's a kiss in the barn scene so 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️

#elvis #cowboy!elvis #do i have a tag for this? #hashtag shocked if not #dirty deeds

[autumnleaves1991-blog]

Hi there!! 👋

For thirsty Thursday, how about Raymond or Will and sundresses? I’ll leave the rest up to you. Thank you! 😘

Tis a hot day where I live today, so my thots go right to Will. Sometimes when I write these I feel like I learn some things about myself.

18 + below, you have been warned.

You can hear the hum of conversation, Bennys booming voice telling some ridiculous story to a couple of cousins. Their laughter echoing just around the corner, the side of the ranch house is not the most romantic of spot but when Will saw you come outside in that sun dress…you’re trying not to scream, his cock spearing inside you deep and thick. The wall is rough against your back, and your both coated in a thin sheen of sweat that has little to do with the humidity. “Come on honey,” Will grunts in your ear, his beard rough against your cheek, his teeth biting down on your ear, “cum for me, let ‘em hear you.” Each word comes out on a gasp as his thrusts go faster, “I want your family to Ah-fuck, like me, not think I’m some harlot.” He grins, pulling back to kiss you hard, smothering your moans as you cum together. “What was that?” You both freeze, hearing one of the cousins call out to Benny, “did you hear that?”

You can almost see the grin on Bennys face, “yeah, just probably some rabbits fucking, they go at it like that day and night. Hope we don’t get any little THUMPERS around soon!” Will snorts, both of you trying to suppress your laughter as he withdraws leaving your thighs sticky with release. He pockets your panties and pulls you forward with a kiss, whispering in your ear, “I wouldn’t mind a few thumpers.”

Send me some thots…

#autumn writes #thirsty Thursday #will miller #william ironhead miller x reader

[spongebob-connoisseur]

Finally got back from the expo. I had so much fun! I even found a squidward <3

Also one thing I was disappointed in when I got the tickets was the fact that they were screening the movie Nosferatu on Thursday. We bought tickets for Friday so no Nosferatu screening😭 I wanted to see it so bad. They had Night Of The Living Dead screening instead.

HOWEVER by luck the DVD for Night Of The Living Dead didn't work so they played Nosferatu instead! I think it was very lucky.

Also before the movie start we had a kahoot style quiz about zombies. My friend said "don't go make your username something like Peter Lorre Thot" just moments after I made my user Peter Lorre Simp :')

I got a picture with the skeleton sitting in the seating area for the screening. my friend named him Jeffy. Polish his bald head for good luck. I also got a green syringe pen. Write your notes Herbert West style uwu

#My day has been very fun #the spongebob connoisseur #not sb related

[bunnywritesmarvel]

uhhh any more thots on the eddie and tall strong goth gf post u made???

yes i have so many???? this might be edging on oc territory but whatever, these are just my thoughts

i picture like a tall (maybe even taller than eddie 👀), muscular (maybe she played sports growing up, maybe she just likes weight lifting), super intimidating badass goth girl. black hair, black makeup, pale as fuck so her black lipstick stands out. always wearing fishnets and black platform boots with spikes. thigh garters that are just a little too tight so the muscle and fat on her thighs is pudging over the edges and it makes eddie go fucking feral. only ever wears black. lots of ripped jeans, or pleated black skirts, ripped up and bleached oversized metal t shirts, the ones with the barely legible spiky logos.

she's intimidating as fuck, theres always some kind of rumor going around about her- "did you hear shes a witch?" "oh my god yeah, i heard she did a weird moon light candle ritual in the woods last week!!"

shes not afraid to stand up to the stupid jocks that bully eddie and has on multiple occasions threatened or punched them in the face. first time she punched jason she was wearing a bunch of chunky rings and the crack of his nose followed by him groaning in pain was so satisfying, eddie almost had to lay on the ground to calm himself down and keep himself from jumping her on the spot

shes apart of hellfire and often has one on one campaigns with eddie going, even before they got together. every friday after school, shed come over and smoke and play dnd with him, which usually ended in her staying the night and continuing the campaign in the morning after breakfast (which was just coffee and cigarettes, maybe some toast if theyre feeling fancy).

i could go on and on but ill stop here and restrain myself lmao

its thirsty thursday: stranger things edition!

#thirsty thursday: stranger things #thirsty thursday: eddie munson #eddie munson x oc #eddie's goth gf #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson