I Need HELP MAN

concept: logan in a tutu and tiara

me and the logan hoes 😭

sweet jesus

art fucking me while wearing nothing but his backwards cap would have me like 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i would do anything for that slutty blonde man and his slutty backwards cap.

frat boy!art …. oh god…. he’s sweet art and he’s a gentleman but the fraternity has given him an ego. when he started college he was shy, timid, didn’t know how to talk to girls. and then he rushed to get more friends and girls started throwing themselves at him faster than he could keep up. he went from a shaky make out session in august to a body count of seven by halloween and that didn’t count the girls he wasn’t interested in.

and you like art; he’s smarter than he lets on even though he tells people he isn’t, that he’s only at stanford because of athletics. but you don’t want to fuck him because you know his type. the guy who realizes now that he’s hot and has a good body and he doesn’t wanna be held down by a whiny girl. it just screamed problematic to you. so you let him down politely.

but there’s something about how fucking charming he is. how he takes the rejection with grace. still invites you to the parties his fraternity is throwing, tells you and your friends to find him if there’s any trouble.

art sees it before you do. a creep from another frat who somehow snuck in the door and was about to grope your ass before art socked him in the face.

you hated to be so easy but watching him punch a guy with zero hesitation, shaking his hand and sucking his blood from the cut on his knuckles—made your previous rejection nullify.

because now you’re in his room asking him if his hand is okay but you’re pushed against his door and his mouth is opening so you can push your tongue inside. you do. his hands roam down your back and he carries you to his bed and then his shirt is off, his shorts, his tiny briefs.

his body is fucking perfect and you don’t want to ogle but jesus christ.

your hand quickly wraps around his cock and it’s so hard already. his moans and mewls tumble into your mouth as you milk him with both hands. head lolling back so you can kiss his throat, his bobbing adam’s apple.

but he wants to be in control. he wants your pussy wrapped around his cock—he’s been thinking about it since he met you two months ago.

you realize his hat is still on; it’s backwards and his curls poke out from the bottom, drops of sweat plopping onto your stomach as he pushes into you in missionary and god his cock is fucking perfect. why did you ever say no?

he pushes your knees back to get so deep that you’re arching your back and begging for more than he can even dream of giving you.

“it’s all in baby, you want me to fuck you hard?” he asks, thrusting in sharp, precise motions, a staccato. “or do you want me to fuck you deep?” he slows down, and that’s what makes you want to cum right then and there, the feeling of every inch of him. in and out so fucking slow and deliberate.

but then he wants you to ride him and you do, clawing at his pretty pale chest, marking him up. reveling in how his big hands feel on your tits, your ass, the small of your back.

it’s uncomfortable for him to lay down with his hat still on so he puts it on you instead. you’re not sure why it turns you on. you ride him hard and fast.

“fuck—you’re so big—“ you hiss, throwing your head back.

art pulls you into him so your stomach is flush against his, your tits pressed against him. he palms your ass and fucks into you and you’re squeezing him harder and harder. you’re about to cum, and so is he.

“yeah? want me to fill this little fucking pussy up?”

you’ve never heard art be so vulgar.

Imagine hating on me but i spend my free time maladaptive daydreaming about getting raw dogged by fictional men

HAPPY NEW YEAR MY LOVES

Its a new year so here’s to all my wonderful and beautiful/handsome followers (despite a solid 30% of u being p0rn bots).

i’m so grateful for all the love my works have received despite my inability to write frequently. I promise to write more often and to be more active as its something i really wish to focus on in 2023.

Anyways, Happy new year and i hope you all experience nothing but love joy and happiness in this new year!!!

love you all (yes that means you too p0rn accounts).

Much love from Shekinah (aka Lovandr) <333

(Me @ all of you)

FUCH YEAHHHHHH

ok ok i’m giving in, i’m writing felix and oliver oneshots (be prepared they will be dark) reading so much felix and oli smut it’s all my mind and think about…

Looking for aoex mutuals you said? 👀

YES!! *cough* sorry…

yes yes i am. would you perhaps be interested?? 👀👀

This.

JAIME REYES MY BELOVED I LOVE HIM SO MUCH GUYS YOU DONT UNDERSTANDD

luigi is MY MAN

thats the poll. please reblog

…NOW WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT??! 😭😭😭

one sec lemme go and cry

Quick Armando Angsty Drabble, but imagine this:

Armando and Mike have gotten into yet another fight. This time you follow him outside and confront him.

“I don’t know why you can’t just be nice to him for one day, he’s your father after all.” You say, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling the cool billow of Miami night rush over you.

“That doesn’t mean shit. You should know that.” Armando says.

You walk closer to him, leaning against the railing of Mikes balcony. “It should. I mean, you’ve gained so much. You have a dad who cares, a step-mother and god father too, AMMO, me.”

“That’s nothing.” Armando grumbles.

You pull back, like the weight of his words have just physically hit you. “So I’m nothing?”

Armando turns, those brown eyes you love more than anything hauntingly dead as he say, “you’re nothing.”

Your heart stings at the punch of his words. “Wow.” You shake your head slowly, backing away from him.

Armando follows, trying to grab at you. “Baby, lo siento. I didn’t mean that.”

You turn towards the door. “No, I think you did. I can’t help you see the bright side of things anymore, Armando. Because you clearly don’t believe in it…or even us.”

“Baby, please,’ he grabs your arm. “No te vayas.”

You snatch away from him. “If I’m nothing, let me go.”

i cried an unnecessary amount because of this. seeing healthy father-child dynamics (whether it be biological or not) hurts me but is also so beautiful

Gran Turismo movie personally attacked me w/ the father-son relationship they portrayed 🥲🥲