Don’t Forget “Rhonda You Are Technically Like 20 Years Older Than Everyone That’s Gonna Be Here

My chest literally hurts every time I think about Maddie leaving Wally. Fuck this show has me down bad. I feel like a kid.

Sorry I woke you up at 8am sucking on your clit, Princess. Would you like me to stop? 🥺

Made this silly little drawing of Wally and Maddie. 💙💙

psst.. i heard there was a sleepy girl out there that wanted her panties pulled to the side

FERAL

Rare photos of Jensen Ackles 21/?

Yes Daddy 🥰

rafe having a breeding kink? Use of mama and praises?

you had spent the afternoon at your aunt’s house, watching her baby gurgle and coo in rafe’s arms. it was almost surreal, the way he softened, the way his rough hands cradled the tiny bundle so carefully. he had looked at you then, something unreadable in his blue eyes, something dark and hungry lurking beneath the tenderness.

"you’d look so fucking good carrying my baby, y/n" he had murmured, just low enough for only you to hear, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. the words had sent a shiver down your spine, pooling heat low in your stomach. rafe had spent the rest of the visit teasing you with lingering touches, whispered promises, his fingers grazing the curve of your belly as if he was already imagining it round and full.

by the time you got home, the tension was unbearable.

rafe leans in, his breath hot against your ear, a wicked smirk playing at his lips. "you know what i want, don’t you?" his voice is thick with lust, dripping with that deep, possessive hunger that sets your skin on fire. his hands, rough and commanding, slide down your waist, gripping, kneading, holding you in place as if daring you to run. not that you would.

"mmm, fuck—look at you," he groans, his fingers spreading over your stomach, possessively pressing, as if he’s already claiming you from the inside out. "gonna put a baby in you. gonna watch you swell with me—fuckin’ mine."

the heat pooling between your thighs turns molten, a slow, sinful ache as he grinds against you, his cock hard and thick, straining against the fabric separating you. his mouth finds your throat, lips dragging, sucking, teeth grazing just enough to send a delicious shiver down your spine. "gonna make you take it. gonna fuck you so deep, there won’t be a doubt who you belong to."

your whimper is met with a low chuckle, rafe’s hands gripping your hips tight, pulling you flush against him. "say it, baby. tell me who’s gonna fill you up."

your voice barely comes out, breathless, needy. "you, rafe."

"that’s right, mama. only me."

he lifts you with ease, pinning you beneath him, his weight pressing you into the mattress, his body heat searing into yours. his fingers trail between your thighs, teasing, playing, spreading you open like his own personal feast. "already so wet for me. fuckin’ perfect."

he doesn’t rush. no, rafe likes to make you desperate. likes to watch you writhe, to hear you beg. his fingers slip inside, slow and deliberate, his thumb brushing over your clit just enough to make you shudder. "gotta make sure you’re ready, mama. need you to take every inch. need you dripping."

your back arches, hands clawing at his shoulders, at his back, anywhere you can hold onto as he builds you up with those wicked hands, his lips ghosting filthy praises against your skin. "such a good girl. so fuckin’ perfect for me. gonna take me so well, aren’t you?"

all you can do is nod, desperate, mind hazy with pleasure as he works you open, stretching you, preparing you. when he finally lines himself up, you’re already trembling, already teetering on the edge of something devastating. he watches you, eyes dark, lips parted as he presses in, inch by inch, filling you, stretching you, claiming you exactly the way he promised.

a strangled moan leaves your lips, and rafe groans in response, his hands gripping your thighs, pushing them open wider. "fuck—yes, mhm. that’s it. take it. take every fucking inch."

he moves slow at first, letting you feel every thick drag, every pulse of him inside you. his lips brush against your temple, voice thick with something dangerous. "gonna fuck my baby into you. gonna keep you so full, so perfect."

and then he snaps his hips, thrusting deep, raw, possessive. the pleasure is overwhelming, dizzying, white-hot and consuming as he pounds into you, as he takes you like he owns you. his praises mix with filthy promises, his hands gripping, his body relentless. "you want a baby, mama? gonna keep you like this forever. filled up. used up. marked."

you’re already falling apart beneath him, but rafe isn’t finished. not until he’s buried so deep you feel him for days. not until he’s sure you’re ruined for anyone else. and as he presses a hand against your stomach, feeling himself inside you, he grins, wicked and proud.

"gonna put a baby in you. and there ain’t a damn thing you can do about it."

notes: crossing my fingers that this wasn't cringy, i hope you liked it! 🤍

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Homecoming? Guess not. PT 2

NSFW

Summary: Wally finally asks you to homecoming and then realizes you are wearing someone else's sweats?

Author's Note: Part 2 is finally hereeee! I am so down to see where this goes if you want a part 3 let me know! Love you guys-L

Pt 1-

https://www.tumblr.com/spiceforyou/777128599509712897/homecoming-guess-not?source=share

You stood there in a state of shock. Wally your best friend, the only boy you'd ever been attached to just told you that he had dreamt of you under him on more than one occasion? You were dizzy. You didn't know whether it was from the possible frostbite, the closeness to him, or the fact that Wally's lips had been on yours seconds before but you were in overload.

Wally could almost see the cogs turning in your head as you tried to catch up to the present. An adorable look of concentration on your face as you sorted through the information. He wanted to kiss you again so bad and he needed you to change because who's fucking sweats were those? He'd never seen them and he was positive they weren't his. His fit you in the most adorable way hanging slightly off your hips and you had to roll them at the ankle to not step on them.

"Whose fucking sweats are those? I know for a fact that you have more than half of my closet in here and those aren't fucking mine, Princess." He asks in that husky tone that makes your thighs clench together. You glance down as if you had to think about whose they are. "I am pretty sure they are mine actually." You say as if you didn't purposely put on clothes that weren't his. He lets out a deep growl resting his forehead on yours before grabbing your hips and directing you to sit on the bed. He then turns around and opens your dresser before pulling out his sweats and his hoodie sitting them gently on top of it.

"I am going to need you to change. Right now. Mine will be warmer anyway and we need to get you warmed up." He says as if it is a fact. You give him an annoyed look before saying "No. I am perfectly cozy in these." You cross your arms over your chest as if to solidify your point. A smirk graces Wally's face as he walks back towards the bed towering over you. He grabs your chin making you tilt your head up at him before saying "Princess, you are either going to change yourself or I'll do it for you. And you better decide quickly." His tongue darts out wetting his lips at the thought of getting to undress you.

You stare at him mouth agape before you realize, closing your mouth so quickly that your teeth clack together. "You wouldn't." you challenge him. The enticing thought of him undressing you making your skin heat. His smirk grows as he gently runs his finger along the collar of your sweatshirt, goosebumps popping up as he does. He leans down mouth brushing your ear. "Looks like you've ran out of time." he murmurs gruffly. His lips leave your ear as his hand wraps around your throat gently guiding you to lay back as he crawls on top of you.

His hands rest on either side of your head and his knees press into the bed between your legs, his hot breath fans your face as you look into his darkened eyes. "Tell me you want this. I need to hear it. And quickly before my control runs out." he says eyes locked on yours. A smile makes it's way onto your face, a gentleman as always. "Wally, did you notice that I'm under you? Is this what you've dreamt about?" You tease him batting your eyelashes up at him.

He sucks in air through his teeth before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. His cock is getting harder by the second but he has to here you say this is what you want. He needs to hear it. He will beg if he has too. He wraps his hand around your throat again this time tightening his grip until he hears a whimper leave you. "Tell me this is what you want. Please." he says his grip loosening slightly.

You desperately want to clench your thighs together his hand around your throat making your head spin and your panties dampen. "Wally, I want you." you whine out of breath. As soon as those words leave your lips his meet your neck. He kisses and nips gently down your neck lowering himself down onto you, hips pressing into yours prying a cry from your lips. He lets out a strained grunt as he rolls his hips up into your. You rotate your hips over his whining as you do, your legs wrap around his hips pulling him tighter against you and your hands tangle in his hair.

Wally drags his hands down your covered breast giving them a squeeze before his hands slide under the hem of your sweatshirt. He continues to nip at your neck and collarbone leaving small purple bruises as he goes while his hands slowly lift the hem up your body like he can't be bothered to separate from you. You whine needing more friction, needing to feel him. You tug on his hair pulling his lips begrudgingly off your neck and helping him pull your sweatshirt over your head.

His hips buck into yours at the sight of your bare breasts a throaty groan leaving him as he pulls his own shirt off. As soon as the shirt is off he attaches his lips to your breast and toys with the nipple of the other. "Wally...I need mmm" You try to get out as he traces his teeth gently over your breast. "Mmm what do you need Princess?" he asks as he pulls your other breast into his mouth.

"Sweats off. Now." you pant out tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck. He hums against your before trailing his hands down to tug his own sweats off and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of yours. He leans back to kick his fully off before helping you remove yours all the way. He looks down at your cotton covered pussy practically drooling at the damp spot in them. He lays down in between your legs grinding his cock into the mattress as he breaths in your sweet scent.

He looks up at you a smirk on his face "This all for me? Am I the reason this pretty pussy is weeping?" He asks as he drags his knuckles gently over your center. You cry out at the sensation feeling so good but needing so much more. "Yea, it's all for you Walls." you whimper out lifting your hips towards him. "Mmm that my good fucking girl." He groans out as he lowers his head to lick a stripe up your clothed center. He bites your inner thigh causing a squeal to leave you before soothing it with his tongue.

He pulls your panties down your legs tossing them on his sweats before he spreads you open with his thumbs. His tongue teasingly swipes down your center before swirling around your clit, the air leaves your lungs as you fist the sheets in your hands. He drags his tongue down to your center before going back to sucking on your clit. He runs his fingers through you getting them nice and wet before pushing them slowly inside you.

His hips buck at how tight you grip his fingers as he slowly fucks them into you. You are a writhing whimpering mess as he gets you ready for his cock. He looks up at your blissed out state and he can't help but pulls his fingers from you before shoving them in his mouth licking them clean. A pout graces your lips until you see his fingers in his mouth causing you to clench around nothing.

He crawls back up your body trailing kisses from your clit to between your breasts before kissing your lips roughly. He pushes his boxers off his hips kicking them off to add to the pile before he grabs ahold of his cock. He taps the head against your clit delighted at the whines that leave your mouth before slowly circling your center with it. He grabs your face with the other hand making you watch as his cock sinks into you. He watches as your mouth falls open and a cry leaves you the farther he sinks in.

Once he is fully seated he wraps a hand around your throat and finds your clit with his thumb of the other hand rubbing tight circles into you. He thrusts into you a scream of his name leaving your lips as he lets out a whimper. Fuck he needs to make you cum soon the sight of you writhing under him squeezing his cock so good has him about to cum already. He quickens his thrust along with his thumb adding a little more pressure to your throat. "Princess, fuck you feel so good. Better than any dream. Squeezing me so damn tight. Need you to cum on my cock." He rasps out thrusting even faster. Your legs begin to shake and your head feels fuzzy as you feel your core tighten.

His filthy words and the head of his cock slamming into that perfect spot making your rake your nails down his back and bite into his shoulder as you spasm around him. The burn of your nails and teeth paired with your cunt tightening around him makes his hips stutter before he groans out "Fuck Princess." as he shoots his spend deep into you. He thrust a couple more times before pulling out of you and flopping down pulling you into his side.

You are hazy and your legs are still twitching as Wally plants a kiss to your forehead. He gently pulls the cover over the two of you before snuggling into you. Watching as you drift off.

I need to rewatch it because I’m pretty sure that’s the only thing I could see through my own tears.

Wally Clark being an absolutely wreck in the background the entire episode?

Yeah, that broke me

Yes. Yes we are.

Every School Spirits fanfiction I've come across has been Wally x Reader good lord are yall down bad

"what that mouth do" gnaw and chew and munch and nibble and chomp and bite u