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‘Go ahead and cry little girl, nobody does it like you do….I know how much it matters to you…I know that you got daddy issues…and if you were my little girl….I’d do whatever I could do, I’d run away and hide with you…I love that you got daddy issues and I do too’
Aka I took screenshots of Dacres teaser for mens fashion and oh my god he’s so fucking daddy in it already.
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Tom boyfriend!snaps pt.7 Random days on set and vacay. Mmm i missed making these.
He is done! He was keeping up his fast pace for long long time! Then hours of foreplay before the actual fucking. He rolled himself to the side, taking deep breaths, his hair sticking to his forehead. Boy is finished for the rest of the day.
His favorite body part is his hair. He doesn’t look that flawless without any work. We all know this, right? He loves the way your hand gets lost in his dark locks, you pulling on them, while he fucks into your wet pussy.
He loves your legs. The way they wrap around his head when he goes down on you. Oh boy! This is what gets him going. When you didn’t behaved right, he loves to punish you with spankings on your thighs. When they are all red and a little bruised, Sweet Pea is happy.
Cream pie guy all the way! The way his cum dripped out of your pussy made him weak. Sweet Pea loves it, when you stand up, his cum rolling down your thighs.
He would love to fuck you in front of the eyes of some other man. Sweet Pea would love to show you around and seeing another man that want to touch and taste you was an boost to his ego.
He had sex before with other girls, but it never ment anything to him. He just had some “friends with benefits”. He knows what he is doing, he is just really clumsy and sloppy. He is so in his element, that he isn’t thinking at all.
His favorite position is you on his lap, riding him. He would trust into you, meeting your pace. Your boobs were bouncing and he could easily play with your nipples while you ride him, making you come even harder.
Sweet Pea isn’t really serious. Sex is fun and sex should stay fun. He loves to see you laugh and he doesn’t want any serious mood in the bedroom. Life itself is serious enough right?
As things got serious between you two, he started to shave all his hair away. He wasn’t sure and was too shy to ask what you like, so he just shaved everything off. But after some talking you said him that you didn’t mind a little hair. He didn’t shave everything now, always letting stay a little hair.
Sweet Pea could be very romantic, but he would never show it outside the bedroom. He was just a tough guy, protecting his image. He would hold you close, give you kisses between his thrusts and stroke over your hair. If you had a really rough day, Sweet Pea would be even more romantic. He would kiss your whole body, taking his time to get you ready.
As you caught Sweet Pea masturbating he first was surprised, but as you start to bite your lips looking at his delicous cock, SP starts to stroke his dick again, looking straight into your eyes. He were chuckling and said: “Like what you see, princess? Come here and do your work.”
You gulped: “Yes master.”
Daddy/Master/Sir kink. Bondage. and Spanking! Also a little pet play. He loves your cute kitten anal plug.
He favorite place to do the do is on pool table. You two did it one time as you two were a little drunk and the Whyte Wyrm was closed. Sweets was playing pool with you, but things got heated. As you sat on the table, Sweet Pea was between your legs, thrusting into you and he nearly broke the table.
Since this day he wants to do it on the pool table again.
He loves how cute you where. What really gets him undone was when you were doing dirty things with him, even when you were so innocent.
Sweet Pea would never do anything you weren’t comfortable to do. He would also never do anything really dangerous, like gun play or such things.
You were looking up to Sweet Pea, all innocent, while his cock was in your mouth. He loved getting a blowjob from you. He doesn’t mind going down on you too, but he like things fair. If you want it, then you have to work for it. When he goes down on you he would be sloppy, licking your slit up and down, fingering you between his licks. He is really skilled at tongue fucking.
Sweet Pea would be fast, but very sweet. He would always look on you first. If you want it slow, he would go slow on you. But if your walls tighten around his dick when he was rough and fast, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore and would fuck you into the bed.
He loved to take you here and there, so he really liked quickies. Especially before he had to do some “serpent stuff”. Sweet Pea loved fucking you before he had to go on a mission. It is kind of an stress reliever for him.
Sweet Pea didn’t cared about risks. You two would fuck everywhere if you were in the mood. Classroom, in the car, at the bar, nearly everywhere.
Sweet Pea would last 2-3 rounds, but he needs some time to recover. He would put all this energy into fucking you into the matress, slapping your ass and choking you.
Sweet Pea doesn’t own toys. He hate the thought of you coming from anything over than him. He maybe would use a vibrator on you, but only if you were begging him to do it.
Just look at him. He would touch your leg while you were in class. Letting his fingers slip under your way too short skirt. You would look at him, shaking your head “No”. But Sweets would only grin at you and let his finger glide over your wet slit. Needless to say, that you two fucked in an empty classroom after the lesson.
He is a damn load groaner. Just after his dick met your lips he would groan a “Fuck…”. When he was close for his release he would groan low.
One time when you were alone at his trailer you called him “Master” for fun. Sweet Pea were watching tv. Just as the word left your lips, he was standing up, picking you up and took you to the bedroom.
Thick and long! He is way over average. I mean just look how fucking tall he is?! At first it was hard for you to get used to his size, but after some time you loved how good he stretched your walls.
He is young, he is hot, he is Sweet Pea. He wants to fuck you all the time. It also doesn’t take him long to be horny. A shirt that is a little too short, so he can see your belly. A jeans that fits your ass perfect. Also simple things like playing with your hair. Be prepared for much sex.
He is a fast sleeper. After he is done with you, he helps you to clean yourself up and after that he would be sleeping like a stone. You could have talked with him and he would fall asleep in the middle of the sentance that he was saying.
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Oh, signal boost! I didn’t know this.
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Spread culture, respect customs, be good people. Simple as that.
Didn’t know this.
Reblogging again
THE AMOUNTS OF REBLOGS THIS HAS JUST MAKES ME SO HAPPY
S I G N A L B O O S T
Reblog forever !
Similarly, if a Jew is saying the Shemonah Esrei prayer (whispered, moving only the mouth, standing facing east with legs together) don’t go in front unless there’s a barrier.
Boyfriend!Tom snaps pt.6? Ft.Toms trainer, Tom and Harry holland. Yes i would name Tom 'thirst trap'. This series is my fav thing to make now. Haha.
i don’t know if i’ve ever told you this story but once when i was a small child i went to a petting zoo and i sat down because animals are less intimidated and one chicken came up and was friendly and sat in my lap and let me pet her and was cuddly and then got up and walked away
and there was an egg in my lap
the chicken laid an egg in my lap and walked away like “okay kid you got this”
i just went up to the petting zoo lady like “i found this?” and she was like “oh where did you find it”
“the chicken laid it. in my lap. what… do i do with it???”
and nothing in her life had prepared her to deal with that moment
“In order to run away with her new love, she stole the body of a dead nun, placed it in the bed of her lover, and set the room on fire to cover their escape”
PETITION TO MAKE A MOVIE/TV SERIES ABOUT JULIE D'AUBIGNY.
And people say Opera Divas are boring
goals.
Yo, what app do you use to create the fake snapchats because they’re really good😊
Its an app called 'fake stories' i love it cause it lets you write more then like 5 words. Hehe
Boyfriend Tom snaps pt.3 The shirtless chronicles. Gotta say this is real fun to do.
Little Owl by andrew O'Brien Via Flickr: Going down!
Boyfriend!Tom snaps. Pt.2 These are fun. So enjoy.
Boyfriend!Tom on your snapchat. The tessa holland addition. This came from me forgetting i had a fake snap editing app on my phone. Yes i made the snap name 'keeper of the spideling' because that is 100% what his S/O would be. Anyway enjoy.
If there was one thing you hated, it was entitlement. You despised people who felt they were better than others, that they were superior because of money, connections or even just their crazy good looks. Being this way meant you had a low tolerance for assholes, which meant you had an extremely low tolerance for Billy Hargrove.
You watched as he strode up to Steve Harrington. Immediately you could tell Steve was annoyed as the other boy stepped into his personal space, undoubtedly attempting to intimidate him. You shut your locker, your irritation with the newcomer consuming you.
“Steve, I need you,” you called out to him, joining his side. You gave no attention to the boy in front. “Let’s go.”
“Now just wait, Princess,” Billy’s hand rose in protest, “Steve and I here were having a talk.”
“Look, Hargrove. I really don’t have the time for whatever alpha male bullshit you’re trying to pull. You’re new, you’re tough, we get it. Now if you don’t let me take Steve so he can help me study for my damn math exam, you’ll see who the true alpha male, or in this case female is.”
Steve’s eyes widened as you strutted off, head held high in confidence. There was no fear behind your words and absolutely none of the usual blind admiration girls seemed to have around Billy.
“Come on Steve.”
You didn’t have to tell him twice. He hurried off after you, a little surprised at the fact Billy didn’t stop him. Instead Billy watched you walk away, fighting the small amused smirk that was fighting to break onto his face. You had spunk and he respected that.
“You’re crazy, you know,” Steve chuckled as he walked out of the school with you. “And a math exam? Really?”
“Please, as if I’d need your help,” you joked, your demeanor instantly changing once you were alone. Your defensiveness was replaced with a cheerfulness that was actually quite charming. “Just give me a ride home, Harrington. That’s the least you can do.”
“You got it ma’am,” Steve replied with a chuckle.
“So…Hargrove,” Steve started as he leaned against the locker next to yours. The way his body turned towards you clearly showed the level of comfort between you two. To any passerby it would have looked like some sort of flirtation was going on.
“What about him?” You asked as you threw your notebooks inside.
“He’s been asking around about you,” he replied. “I think he might have a thing for you.”
“Me?” You shook your head in disbelief. “Doubt it.”
“I’m serious,” he insisted. “He’s bad news. A total asshole. Please tell me you won’t date him.”
“Oh because Nancy was such a saint?” you countered, knowing damn well how hurt he’d ended up by the seemingly sweet girl.
“Okay, ouch,” he replied as his hand went up to his chest, acting wounded. You smiled apologetically.
“Sorry. But you used to be kind of an asshole too before all this monster business,” you reminded him. He sighed deeply knowing that you basically did whatever you wanted.
“Just be careful, ok?” You nodded. “Do you need a ride home?”
“No thanks. I’ve got some stuff to do.”
“Need a ride?”
The sound of a camaro coming to a stop surprised you. You’d heard the blaring rock music but had expected it to speed right past you, probably driven by some crazy person with a will to die out on the road. You’d anticipated a quiet walk home where you were free to dwell in your thoughts so the invitation surprised you.
“From you?” you asked with a raise of your eyebrow.
“Something wrong with me?” Billy asked, his own eyebrow raising in question. “It’s not safe for such a pretty girl to be walking by herself.”
“And getting into a car with a boy she barely knows is so much better?”
He chuckled at the remark knowing the truth behind it. You didn’t know each other well at all, but that was something he wanted to change.
“What the hell,” you muttered beneath your breath as you got into the passenger side much to his surprise. You quickly gave him directions to your house and sat quietly, waiting for him to speak.
“You know it’s not every day I give people rides,” he said as he lowered his music.
“Should I feel special?”
“Something like that,” he replied, a coy smile gracing his lips. You looked at him, truly looked at him and understood the obsession the girls at school seemed to have. He was devilishly handsome with a toned body that he loved to show off in basketball practice. He was nice to look at when he wasn’t trying his hardest to send off overly masculine vibes. Even his voice seemed to have something that was naturally appealing.
“You have a nice smile,” you commented, surprised at how innocent he looked when he wasn’t fighting someone. It took him a moment to reply as he hadn’t received such a sincere compliment in so long.
“So do you.”
“I’m not smiling.”
“But I’ve seen it.”
“Billy Hargrove, are you stalking me?” you asked with a laugh, realizing that Steve might have actually been right about Billy asking around about you. He chuckled at how close you were to the truth. Although he hadn’t exactly stalked, he had certainly been watching you more than usual. And he had decided he liked what he saw.
“I like you. You’re different than everyone else in this town. Everyone else is so caught up in what they look like, whether they’re dating the hottest cheerleader or worrying about college. And you…you just seem to kind of do your own thing. You certainly have a bite to you.”
“Everyone is different,” You shrugged. You’d never given yourself much thought. You dressed how you felt most comfortable, you tried your best at school without letting it consume you. After the monster attack last year that Steve had so graciously somehow dragged you into, you’d decided to just live. And if that meant standing up for what you believed in then that was what you would do.
“So you and Harrington…”
“Me and Harrington what?” you asked, immediately skeptical of where this was going. “He your boyfriend?”
“He’s my friend.”
“You seem pretty close for friends.”
“Best friends.” “Alright. I believe you.” He remained silent, lost in thought as you raised a confused eyebrow.
“Am I supposed to convince you? What about you? Haven’t you already seduced over half the girl population?”
“Touché,” he chuckled, not surprised at the way you called him out on his own shit. “We’re both single. Let’s leave it at that.”
“You know, this isn’t what I expected,” you said honestly. “No offense, but you’re kind of a dick to everyone at school.”
He nodded, aware of his trouble making ways. He spent a lot of time on his image. He didn’t want others to think he was someone to be walked all over. He wasn’t there to make friends.
“I can be,” his nonchalance was worrying. “Someone’s gotta be. Like I said, people here aren’t the greatest.”
“You should give them a chance.”
“I’m talking to you, aren’t I?”
You stayed silent as he pulled into your driveway. He looked at you, half expecting you to run out of the car without looking back. Instead you gave him a nod and a small smile.
“Thanks for the ride.”
“Don’t thank me now. You can thank me when I pick you up tonight for our date.” You scoffed at the smugness that exuded off of him. He had the audacity to just assume you’d accept his proposal.
“And how do you know I’ll actually go?” you challenged. You hated to admit it but his sudden dominance sparked an interest in you. What was Billy Hargrove like on a date? Was he the asshole at school or the seemingly normal guy you’d just taken a ride with?
“Because you can’t resist knowing what a date with me would be like, Princess,” he smiled fully now, half mocking and half genuinely amused. You rolled your eyes and got out of his car, shutting the door behind you.
“Call me Princess one more time and I’ll knock your teeth out.” Billy’s smile fell slightly. “Pick me up at 7.”
“Whatever you say, Prin-“
“Hey!”
“Alright, alright. I’ll have to figure something else to call you then.” “I have a name.”
“I’m more into nicknames, babe.”
Billy grinned as he watched you roll your eyes. You gave him a simple wave before rushing towards your house, a small skip in your step that he couldn’t help but hope he had caused.
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I’ve never written a headcanon before. My beautiful and loving wife @stevesharrlngtons encouraged me to try it and, like the good spouse I am, I take her advice.
