C0wboylik3m3 - You’re A Cowboy Like Me

i WISH i wasn't 10 in 2014 so I could fully experience the 2014 tumblr era (I was on tumblr in 2016- 2018 but I was on the wrong side 😭😭)

Midnight, car lights.

giggling

i'm at the cluuuub i need money but in a sexy way

what a terrible terrible night to be a man named joe

I love her sm

The lyric “bad was the blood of the song in the cab on your first trip to LA” is still so funny to me like the way she’s acting like that was some cosmic coincidence that could only be brought on by fate and not as though she’s literally one of the most famous artists in the world and bad blood was a chart topping hit that got constant radio play lmaooo

she tasted sweet, like something he’s never tasted before. he wanted more- he wanted all of her all at once. he wanted to stay between her thighs for the rest of his life. she was heaven to him. the only thing that could save him was her. he could feel her tugging at his curls, tangling her fingers into it, pulling him oh so much closer. the way she moaned his name made him feel like he could die right then and be happy with it. she said his name over and over again like a perfect prayer, like she was trying to summon him. he worked his tongue over her most sensitive parts of her. lapping up her sweetness. his body wasnt his. it was hers in every way. in the way she fucked him. in the she pushed his head closer to her. the way she scratched at his back.

he was hers.

hers.

hers.

hers.

body and fucking soul. he was so hopelessly devoted to her.

he looked up at her with adoration. the way her back arched against him as her eyes rolled back. she screamed his name once more- his perfect prayer- as she started to move against him, she’s chasing her high. she came against his face. her sweetness dripping down his face as he pulled away with a smile. his body moved towards her, kissing her so softly- letting her taste her sweetness. they pulled away and she looked at her boy with clouded eyes as her cheeks pinked more. he looked so delicate, his hair was in his face and she dripped down his chin.

'shut up and get married already' dan howell when i get you

mecore <3

Breaking news! Fic author starts writing a fic thinking it will be short and it turns out to be long! It is not the first time nor will it be the last!

TW//

Slight CNC, praise, Pegging, mommy, slight overstimulation

“It hurts, It hurts!” He cried out, more tears stained his delicate skin. His salty tears stained his cheeks as she thrusted into him once more. He cried out, begging for it to stop.

“Shh, take it baby. I know you can” she cooed, wiping the tears that had fallen “you’re so pretty when you cry, baby”

Her thrusts quickened as his soft wrists pulled against the rough rope that bounded them together. More tears fell as he was teetering towards his third orgasm. His body burned and ache but he never wanted this to stop, he never wanted her to stop. He whined once more as his body arched against her.

“Look at you baby, you’re so good for me” she praised, “Last one, come on- let it out, princess. I know you can”

He whined once, his orgasm coming impossibly closer as she continued “You wanna make mommy proud don’t you?” She whispered, softly in his ear

“Yes, Mommy” he barley whispered “I want to make you proud”

“Then cum, princess” she responded, her hand meeting his cock, making him thrust up into her hand “I know you can- look how sensitive you are”

She kissed him and started tugging gently on his cock, sending him over the edge as he came between them. His cheeks were pinked and eyes heavy as he was slowly coming down from his high.

“Good boy, baby” she cooed softly, “mommy’s so proud, princess”

I cannot wait for this album

The Tortured Poets Department

need a compilation of everytime phil has talked about another man and then dan pops his personal space bubble and stares at him with death in his eyes