it’s the first week of tyler being bald, josh takes full advantage of it. he worships tyler and celebrates with him after the award show
sorry they’re kinda giving me a lot of material to work with
they perform for the fans, but josh likes being entertained while he’s playing drums too. tyler always gets to see josh perform half naked, that’s why he asks tyler to perform topless. he wants the whole world to see what he gets to go to bed with every night.
tyler is apprehensive about it at first, but eventually gives in. josh promises a night of endless body worship and praise. tyler tingles all over with nervousness and anticipation as they prepare for the show. he decides it’s good to feel those feelings, and it wouldn’t be worth performing if he didn’t.
josh drums his hardest, getting a nice view of tyler’s backside. he’s so exposed and vulnerable, josh cannot wait to get tyler alone after the award ceremony and give him a rim job he wont forget. he wants to take it slow with his baby boy, not let him cum right away and make him feel every last lick, suck, stroke, and thrust. he pounds his drums harder, hitting all the right notes the way he wants to with tyler’s body. his sweat glides down his naked chest and abs and his nipples are hard enough to cut glass. he’s flushed with more than adrenaline and endorphins from performing.
josh spends some time at the after party, and tyler hangs out with jenna for a bit. at the end of the night, they meet at a hotel room as planned to celebrate privately. they don’t usually live extravagantly even though they have the money to, but they splurge every once in a while. so he got the 5 star hotel, and wanted to surprise tyler with some things.
“what’s in the bag” tyler asks, smiling at josh when he comes in. josh smiles back, setting the bag down.
“that’s for me to know and you to find out.” josh responds, grinning.
“oooh, christmas came early. did daddy buy me presents?” tyler jokes as josh pulls the robe out.
“strip. i want you wearing nothing but this.” josh says, tone soft and deep. he holds the robe out to tyler, who takes it, gingerly rubbing it on his face before setting it on the bed. he pulls his shirt up over his head first, then strips from his pants and boxers slowly until he’s standing there naked. josh watches hungrily, drinking him in as tyler wraps the robe around his lanky frame, slipping his arms through the holes. he sighs, feeling the fabric glide over his skin causing a stir of arousal. he resists the urge to run the silk over his dick and instead takes his ring off to set it on the bedside table.
josh watches with a knowing little smirk and steps forward, sliding his hands around tyler’s waist under the robe. tyler’s heart picks up as he starts kissing him deeply right away, like he’s been desperately waiting for it all night. josh presses his crotch against tyler’s hardening dick and tyler moans lustfully into his mouth, wrapping his arms around josh’s neck. josh snakes his hands around to grip tylers ass and then slides up his smooth, firm back, unable to keep his hands off him. he hoists tyler up bridal style and carries him over to the bed, laying him down on it.
“don’t touch yourself yet, baby. i got a long night planned for you.” josh coos as he gets up to get the bag.
“you’re so cute, josh. you didn’t have to do all this.” tyler says sweetly.
“i wanted to, been waiting to do this for a while, babe.” josh assures him. he brings over the bag and sets it down, getting out the blindfold.
“would you put this on? i wanted to try something fun.” josh asks, showing tyler the blindfold. tyler is a bit nervous because they haven’t done that, but he trusts josh with his life.
“okay” tyler agrees shyly.
“you’re the best” josh says, and kisses him again on the lips before sliding the blindfold over his head and covering his eyes. tyler fake pouts.
“i like seeing you though” tyler whines.
“i know baby, just trust me.” josh says, and tyler nods. tyler feels something solid pressing against his lips and he sticks his tongue out a little to touch it.
“mmm” tyler moans, licking more at the object. josh rubs it against his lips and tongue until the chocolate melts, so he laps at josh’s fingers. josh’s dick twitches in his pants watching and feeling tyler’s tongue. tyler sensually sucks at his fingers, getting them wet. josh is rock hard in seconds.
“fuck, baby. more?” josh groans, pressing his palm against his bulge.
“mm sure” tyler moans back. this time, josh puts the chocolate between his teeth and moves close to tyler’s face. when tyler tastes the chocolate he keeps licking and sucking until josh’s lips are millimeters away.
“mmm ohhhh” tyler moans, surprised when josh’s mouth joins with the chocolate, swirling it around and massaging his tongue. tyler swallows and kisses him back.
“better than chocolate.” tyler says, smiling against josh’s lips. josh laughs a little, pleased with himself and blushing from the excitement of trying something new. he moves his kissing to tyler’s neck, and then to his shoulder where he bites. tyler runs a hand down josh’s chest and stomach, then tugs on his shirt a little. josh gets the hint and pulls it off so tyler’s wandering fingers can feel their way over his smooth chest and abs. they linger too long on josh’s hard nipples and josh grabs tyler’s wrist, kissing it before pinning it to the bed. josh unzips his jeans and tyler’s ears perk up at the sound. josh shimmies out of them.
there’s some shifting and suddenly tyler feels something else rubbing against his lips, it’s spongy yet solid and moist. he pokes his tongue out, tasting precum and licking his now wet lips. josh moans as tyler laps at his leaking tip.
“hmm i wonder what that is. too salty to be chocolate.” tyler adds, smacking his lips like he’s a professional taste tester.
“oh my god tyler, more” josh begs, and tyler opens his mouth. josh rubs the head of his cock on tyler’s tongue and tyler swirls it around in circles, making josh tremble.
“fuck my mouth, josh” tyler says sternly, and josh grunts in response, staring in awe as he slides the first few inches in. tyler latches on, sucking in his cheeks and making lewd noises. josh slides the rest in slowly as tyler takes every inch in stride, humming around him. he works his tongue under the shaft, driving josh absolutely crazy. he pulls out slowly and lets his teeth gently scrape the sensitive skin.
“baby boy, you’re such a good little slut for my cock aren’t you” josh praises, and tyler’s eyelashes flutter in response, throat muscles working to take more of josh. josh won’t be able to last if he keeps it up. he pulls out with a whimper and notices tyler’s cock laying against his belly, twitching and leaking pre-cum. he wraps his hand around the base and strokes him a few times to relieve some of the tension. tyler moans and squirms against the sheets, legs spreading as his hips thrusts up into his hand. josh wants to taste him, but kisses everywhere else instead. he kneels between tyler’s legs and goes to work licking and sucking his thighs, hips, and lower stomach. josh keeps a firm grip without stroking, sliding his thumb over the tip to spread precum, but tyler suddenly quits thrusting into his hand. josh looks up to check on him and realizes he’s trembling.
“gonna cum joshie” tyler whimpers.
“oh no we can’t have that, just getting started” josh replies and removes his hand from tyler’s swollen, wet cock. he crawls up to remove tyler’s blindfold and starts kissing him sloppily. he moves to where he’s straddling tyler, but hovering over him so that his hard dick lays on his stomach. tyler reaches down to touch him, but josh stops him despite wanting it so much.
“this is about your pleasure now, ty” josh explains, and tyler whines helplessly. he moves off of him and rolls tyler over on his stomach, placing a pillow under his hips to lift his ass slightly. tyler spreads his legs and ruts into the pillow without permission. he thinks it’s slight enough josh doesn’t notice, but he does.
“don’t think i don’t see that, you dirty little slut” josh growls deeply. tyler whimpers at his tone and fucks harder, wanting to be punished. josh lands a loud smack right on that perky little ass. tyler grabs the sheets and cries out, wanting so bad to cum. josh kneels between his legs again, running his hands over tyler’s lower back and hips.
“moan for me, tyler. let me know how bad you want this.” josh speaks while tapping his hard cock on tyler’s ass. the sight before him is almost too much to handle. so when tyler obeys him and actually moans this long, filthy moan and begs for his cock, he’s almost cums. he tortures him more, pressing the head of his cock between tyler’s cheeks and moves his hips like he’s just fucking his crack. tyler arches his back, spreading his ass and presses back against him, giving him a show. josh lands another hard slap to tyler’s ass and grabs both cheeks, massaging roughly and causing tyler to groan, eyes rolling back with pleasure.
josh bends down, pulls tyler’s cheeks apart and buries his face between them, licking fast circles around tyler’s tight hole.
“oh fuck…fuck fuck fuck, josh” tyler begs, voice wrecked. he stutters as josh goes harder, spitting on his hole and tongue fucking him. tyler’s sensitive cock rubs against the pillow where it created a wet spot. josh just continues this for about 20 minutes and although it’s pleasurable, it’s also agonizing for tyler. his balls are drawn up so tight towards his cock that when josh touches them, he shies away. his anus pulses around josh’s finger as he starts working two in. josh prods around until he strokes the bundle of nerves that send shock waves through tyler’s body.
“mmmoooree josh, please, need your thick cock in me so bad.” tyler begs uninhibited. josh unceremoniously yanks his fingers out and lines himself up with tyler’s hole, thrusting in all in one go while pulling his hips back. he moans as tyler’s walls constricts around his cock, swallowing him whole. he holds that position for a moment, feeling tyler pulse around him and running his hands up and down tyler’s back. only when tyler starts fucking himself back against him he holds tyler’s hips down and fucks, his ass and thigh muscles contracting with his effort. his breathing quickly becomes labored as he gets close, and tyler’s moaning becomes more frantic.
“j-josh, can i cum?” tyler asks desperately, josh’s hips forcing his cock against the pillow. it’s creating just enough friction that in accordance with deep anal penetration, a mindblowing inevitable orgasm has been building. he’s about to bust at any moment. josh has been ready to cum the moment he entered tyler and was actually struggling to hold his load.
“yes tyler, let go for me. want you to paint that pillowcase for me baby boy.” josh murmured. the dirty talk, combined with the thick cock buried deep in his ass was just enough to send him over the edge. he swears his soul left his body for a moment as he came so hard he became lightheaded. josh stopped his rhythmic thrusting to allow for tyler’s comedown, but he was close enough that with a few fast, hard thrusts he was shooting so much cum up tyler’s ass he was sure it’d come out his mouth.
tyler laid there, breathless and spent. he hummed, satisfied with their little session. josh wrapped his arm around him and pulled him to lay on his side so they’re facing each other.
“you always give it to me so good” tyler said with a dreamy, dazed look in his eyes. josh smiled and kissed him.
“that’s what lovers do” josh said.
lol the end was inspired by that interview where the girl asked if tyler had a lover and he said “i do have a lover, it’s nice having a lover, you know what i mean?” it’s josh. then she asks josh if he’s single and he hesitates before just saying yes. obviously it’s tyler
Hey so this is entirely out of the blue, but I wanted to pop by and say how much I love your blog - I started following for spn (I repost to brotherssinthebackseat, cheers for the follow btw I was so excited :P) and now I really just love your writing, I think it has to be some of the best I've come across anywhere really, oh and I love the non-fandomish stuff you post as well, you have excellent taste in comedy :)) anyways, that's it really, hope you have a great day <3
Vanilla People Club™ the club for peeps who are very uncomfortable with ddlg kinks and grossed out by them thas us. ~ (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑
oh YES welcome to the club !! lmao °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° i wonder if there are strawberry and chocolate people too.. OH AND MINT PEOPLE !! lmao maybe that anon really likes associating people they dislike with ice cream flavors kekekek (＝ω＝.)
Leo and Female Corrin eating copious amounts of candy.
“Nee-san,” Leon says uncomfortably, once he sees you on your third handful of candy. “You will get a stomachache.”
You chew blithely, in very high spirits. The taste of chocolate is wonderful, and the rich flavors are too much for you to handle. Although, that may be the effects of a sugar rush. You’ve been running around your room for the past half hour. Leon has the door locked until you calm down, and though he’s tried to keep your diminishing supply of candy from you, it’s to no avail. You’ll tackle him and take it all back.
Drawing youtubers with large ugly Christmas sweaters, scarves and pajama pants never fails in making me feel happy. Oh and you can’t forget the hot chocolate! It’s transparent too, wonderful for any Munchingbrotato enthusiasts! UuU
i leave here a prompt if you want to do it, one where regina tries to do something romantic for robin, cause he's always the one who makes the romatic stuff and she starts thinking that he may believe she doesn't want to do those things for him
“Last room on the left,” the nurse supplies instantly and with a small smile that calms him somewhat, “the princess is with her.”
She’s sitting in the bed, arms folded across her gown covered chest with a stubborn frown creasing her forehead as she studiously ignores Snow’s attempts at making conversation and stares out of the window. She looks absolutely adorable. He winces though when he notices the slowly darkening bruise forming on her temple and steps into the room unannounced in his need to comfort both himself and, more importantly, her.
Her dark eyes find him quickly, a relieved sigh falling from her lips as she exclaims, “Finally!” and then, “can you please tell these idiots that I’m perfectly fine and to allow me the dignity of returning home?”
“What happened?” Snow had told him on the phone, he knows she had but he’d practically shut off the moment she’d mentioned Regina’s name and the hospital. Her skin is warm beneath his palm when he curls it around her forearm and uses his free hand to gently tuck her hair behind her ear to better look at her injured head and that soothes him. She’s okay, clearly hurt enough to warrant a trip here but, otherwise, she’s okay.
“The princess overreacted, that’s what.”
“Regina,” Snow looks at her pointedly, “when I come in to find you knocked out cold on the floor, I do not think that my calling an ambulance is an overreaction.”
“It most certainly is not,” Robin frowns, looking from Snow to Regina again, his eyebrows raised at her petulant pout. He’d never demand answers of her though so, instead, he shakes his head and plants a tender kiss to Regina’s hair, wrapping his arm around her frame when she leans heavily against him as though in relief. “I’m sorry I didn’t get here sooner.”
“You’re here now.”
Snow watches them for a long moment, a gentle smile on her face before letting out a tired sigh and standing. “I should get back to the boys.”
“No,” she assures Regina kindly, “I thought that it was your story to share if you so wished.”
Regina nods, her weight resting more fully against Robin as she thanks the princess and watches her leave.
“Will you tell me what happened now?” he asks in a way that lets her know she doesn’t have to if she really doesn’t wish it, his hand trailing soothing lines up and down her upper arm as his lips remain in her hair.
She sighs and he knows it’s her stubborn pride that’s keeping her from telling him but, as she’s told him before, he’s her person and she loves having someone to share not only her body and her heart with but her mind, her fears, her hopes, her dreams. “I was trying to string lights around the living room and I fell.”
“You were-” his hand stills its movements over her soft skin as he pulls back enough to look at her, “what ever were you doing that for?”
Her eyes drop to his stomach as she takes her bottom lip between her teeth and worries at it for a long moment before confessing, “I was trying to do something special for you,” and before he can ask just why she thought she had to do that, she answers for him, “you’re always surprising me with romantic gestures and spoiling me and it just occurred to me that I never do that for you and I don’t want you to think that I don’t want to do those things for you because I do, it’s just I’ve never had a love like ours, one that wasn’t hidden and one so adult and healthy so it doesn’t occur to me to do those kind of things and I hate that-”
He cuts her off with a tender kiss to her lips, making sure to cup her jaw with gentle palms, their mouths parting with a gentle pop after a long moment.
“I hate that you might think that I don’t wan-”
He cuts her off again with a kiss, laughing against her lips when he feels her breathe out one of her own and cutting her off a third time with a longer and deeper kiss that has her whimpering into his mouth and clutching at his elbows to keep him close to her. He brings the kiss to a slow stop before pressing a kiss to her nose and then her forehead, tilting his head to dust his lips over her bruised skin once more before returning to her lips and tilting his forehead against her own. “You are far more than enough for me, Regina,” he tells her in an intimate whisper, his eyes closed just as hers are, “and not once have I ever doubted your love for me.”
“I know, but-”
“Am I going to need to take you right here on this bed in front of the entire hospital staff just to keep you from doubting yourself any longer?”
“I wouldn’t be opposed.”
He grins, letting out a low chuckle as he shakes his head against her own, “I bet you wouldn’t.” He takes a moment, when their laughter subsides, to just stroke a palm over her soft cheek and breathe her in before he tells her, “I am quite serious though, I would rather have you healthy and safe over pretty lights any day, my darling.”
She nods, sighing against his lips before murmuring, “There was going to be wine and chocolates too.”
“And I’m sure they’ll taste just as wonderful in bed, burrowed beneath your lovely thick duvet and feather pillows.” He takes her smile as a small victory before his curiosity gets the better of him and he asks, “Why didn’t you just use your magic anyway?”
“Because you don’t have magic and still you do those wonderfully romantic things for me,” she sighs, “I wanted to do the same for you.”
His heart melts at her gentle confession and he can’t help but tilt his face to capture her lips once more in a tender kiss that he hopes conveys his utter adoration of her before he whispers, “You really are the sweetest, my love.”
“Yes well,” she replied, “I’m sure I’ll be even sweeter later when you’re licking melted chocolate from my naked body.”
He groans, tilting his forehead heavier against her own before he practically moans, “I’m sure you will.”
“Hey [Y/N], Stark wants you in the laundry room.” Sam poked his head in to peak at you from the doorway.
“Why?” Your eyebrows furrowed, wondering why on earth he would want you to go to the laundry room.
“Because he needs some help fixing one of the machines there. Okay? See ya.” He quickly said before you could interrupt, running off at top speed.
You looked at Bruce, who just shrugged, mentioning for you to go. You nodded, snapping your laptop shut before getting up.
Making your way to the elevator, you told FRIDAY that you wanted to go to the laundry room as she agreed, the elevator moving almost instantly once the doors closed.
The lift stopped at what you read as the 14th floor, with her voice telling you to go down the hall and into the second room.
You dutifully obeyed, marching to the room in search of Tony, eyes narrowing when you saw nobody there.
“Tony?” You called out, hearing no reply, instead a large booming laughter coming from the floor below, which you assumed wasn’t for you.
But before you could do anything, a raging wall of muscle barged into the room with such anger that you could see steam being let out from his ears.
“Sam, I’m going to fucking murder you-” He stopped midway, his eyes catching yours as they melted into a look of horror.
You didn’t know what to do other than to just stand there and stare as James Buchanan Barnes looked back at you, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers printed with a giant reindeer in the front, bright red in colour, with nothing else to save him from the cold.
“Oh my God.” Your hand flew upto your mouth, stifling a laugh as Bucky’s mouth let out a loud exclamation, his hands scrambling to pick up a pillow from the couch to cover up his bare chest.
“[Y/N]! I promise you don’t see me around like this at the tower- I’ve never worn these before- I mean I’ve never even seen them.” You were laughing way too hard to pay attention as you doubled over, him letting out a squeak of indignation.
“We’re- we’re in a laundry room. Just grab some clothes if you’re uncomfortable.” You wheezed out, eyes shut tightly as you allowed him a few seconds of time to grab something, hearing the opening of the dryer door.
“Um, yes.” His voice was quiet, contrasting the shouts which were erupting from his mouth mere moments ago.
You opened your eyes to find him with a tanktop loosely hanging from his frame, but still wearing the obnoxious boxers, making a large smile grow on your face.
“What are you doing here?” He blurted out, embarrassment flooding his senses.
“Sam told me that Tony wanted me here-” You began before he interrupted you.
“Sam?! That little fucker.” He cursed, metal hand running through his hair, catching your attention. “I was taking a shower and he took my clothes and left this shit behind, locked my wardrobe and left me a note that he left my clothes here.”
“Wow.” You bit your lip, eyes observing his metal arm moving, watching the plates shift gracefully with barely any noise.
“I promise I didn’t know you’d be here, I’d never surprise you like that-” He began rambling again, apologising for no reason, really.
“Bucky it really isn’t your fault.” You broke your gaze from his arm, him looking back at you sheepishly.
“I’m going to kill Sam.” He promised, his flesh hand rubbing his metal one out of habit, you assumed.
Bucky’s eyes followed your gaze to his arm, instantly moving to shift it behind his back. He was confused when your features showed disappointment instead of relief, but he showed no emotion to your reaction.
“Aren’t you feeling cold?” You questioned, watching him shrug, not really noticing the cold until then.
“Serum does wonders.” His eyes showed distaste at the mention of the word, but he said nothing anyways.
“Can I make you hot chocolate?” You blurted out, mentally throwing daggers at yourself while his eyebrows shot up. “Or if you don’t like hot chocolate, coffee works too. If you don’t like that we can always have tea, because tea is great too-”
“Hot chocolate sounds wonderful.” He said suddenly, scratching the back of his neck.
“Okay.” You continued to look at him because Jesus, was he cute when he looked awkward.
You both kinda just stood there in silence until you finally snapped out of it, grabbing his hand in yours, noticing how cold it was. His heart ran around wildly, his eyes widening slightly.
You bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling, not ignoring the way right it felt to have his fingers entwined with yours.
Kuroo is a photography student who can’t find a muse anywhere. He feels like he has hit a slump. Nothing he does seems to be up to par with his level of work he knows he can do. Until he meets a blond music major, by the name of Kei Tsukishima.
It was by mistake actually. Kuroo was walking in the music department trying to see if anything sparked his inspiration when he heard someone playing the guitar and singing. He stops and turns around to peek into the room and there he was:
Blond, with some piercings , playing by himself and singing as he had his back to the door, almost scared to see anyone watching him. It’s against his own code to take photos of people without letting them know, but he does. Flash is off, the Iso setting is set to capture the little lighting as much as he can, and bam. The shutter goes off.
Belgium is another popular booth, with it’s sweet and savory waffles, it’s hard to stop from trying at least one! The Belgian Waffle with Berry Compote and Whipped Cream is a sweet, delectable, treat, as is the Belgian Waffle with Warm Chocolate Ganache and Whipped Cream. If you’re lucky, a cast member may be willing to top your berry waffle with some chocolate too. Although the flavors are wonderful on their own, adding chocolate is a sure way to up the ante.
Pictured above is last year’s savory waffle. This year’s rendition, the Potato and Leek Waffle with Beer-Braised Beef and Smoked Gouda Cream, should look similar, but the addition of smoked gouda, probably in the place of the melted butter, is sure to add a whole new layer of flavor I’m looking forward to trying. The waffles are all made fresh, and their lighty, airy texture is paired perfectly with their toppings. If you’re fortunate enough to take multiple trip to the festival, I’d suggest splitting the waffles into different trips. They’re pretty filling.
For drinks, you can find a good selection here as well. This year’s beers are:
Palm Speciale Belge Ale
Stella Artois Cidre
These can either be purchased separately or as a flight, where you’ll get a small pour of each beer.
Also a big hit for drinks at the festival is the Chilled Coffee featuring Godiva Chocolate Liqueur. The drink is very yummy, buy comes in a very, very small glass. The price is a little steep, (in 2014 it was $7.50) so plan ahead if you want to sample this one.
adorable assholes with pretty eyes. I like the vibe I get off Aries, it's a combination of "i can kill you and make it look like an accident" and "omg lets cuddle and watch movies" knows how to party tbh
really cool people. deep eyes that you could get lost in. funny as all hell. always baked lol
I'm basically a Gemini magnet (most of the people I know are Gems)sooo... They're either cute, smart lil shits or manipulative assholes with satan as their personal mentor. really enjoys cute shit. would kill for the ones they care about. weed
smart and funny as fuck. really nice hair and great writers. really quite sometimes but if you're close with them its hard to make them shut up (but you don't even want to so its okay). dances really well. has known what college they want to go to since like age 6
I only know one cancer and they are literally the cutest most sensitive people ever. lots of books. have a dark side but tbh if you see it R U N
fucking weirdos but in a good way. pretty eyes. all or nothing make up. either really goth (or girly) or in pjs. probably studies Hitler.
assholes. (an ex was a libra and i hate him lol) but they do have a great sense of humour and really good memories when it comes to important shit. drunk 563454% of the time they're not busy
this is my sign and literally the other 2 scorpios i know are assholes. but we do have big hearts. and like chocolate too much. wonderful eyes. good hair. emo babies. r a g e . either straight edge or ya know..not lol
basically scorpios just less vengeful and sexual (sorry)
n o p e. to be fair they can be pretty smart.
really nice but more two faced then all the geminis i know combined. long hair thats always perfect.
emo babies but in a low key way so they just seem shy. curl af hair but i love it. tall as fuck. nice, likes to get high