Welcome to the shared blog of Doll (๐ฉป), Sweetheart (๐น) and Baby (โญ๏ธ)!!
This blog is just for us to let out all of our NSFW thoughts around any of Shawn Hatosys character, Baby will probs talk about Pope mainly, Dolls gonna talk about literally ALL of Shawnโs characters.. and Sweethearts probs gonna talk about Abbot mainly!!
(Baby and Doll are menaces about Shawn.)
Were all 18, we will be talking about freaky shit so if you donโt like that you should probably block this account, We will sign off of posts with emojis! again itโs Doll (๐ฉป), Sweetheart (๐น) and Baby (โญ๏ธ)!! Our names are also color coded. This account is mainly just gonna be thoughts and random blurbs!
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Hi guys! Iโm posting here to let you know that I, Doll will not be posting for a while as my dad just passed. Iโm doing a lot better then I was before because I know heโs now in a better place and not suffering. I promise I will be alright and Iโll still be on this account I just wonโt be posting! Sorry, love yall ๐ฉป
tw: reader passes out, titus is a sick fuck, daddy kink, icky
he's got his thick bicep wrapped tightly around your throat, body completely caging you in, hips plowing into you so hard that with every thrust the headboard bangs against the wall
it's becoming all too much, you can feel your own heartbeat getting louder and louder, your head becoming cloudy, n your vision blurry-
can't even hear his deep grunts and dirty, degrading words leaving his mouth
you feel yourself lose control of your body, pretty fingers slowly releasing your grasp on the sheets below you, knees buckling, and eyelids drooping closed
titus notices immediately, loosening his chokehold on you, n bringing a big hand to your cheek, small taps turning to slaps-
"uh uh- c'mon bunny, not done with you just yet...haven't even filled that cute baby cunt yet."
you feel yourself come to, now laying on your back, with titus still pinning you below him like his fresh-caught prey
"thereee we go honey, you pass out a little? daddy being too rough?"
"mm- mhm..."
he revels in how fucked out you look below him, still blinking away the black dots blurring your vision, lips all pouty, with cute, erattic little gasps leaving them
instead of cooing at you and apologizing (by finally letting you cum), titus only grins, leaning down to gruffly whisper in your ear-
"better get used to it, little girl. loved how you went all limp on me like my own pretty ragdoll. let me see how many times i can push you to the edge."
tw: reader passes out, titus is a sick fuck, daddy kink, icky
he's got his thick bicep wrapped tightly around your throat, body completely caging you in, hips plowing into you so hard that with every thrust the headboard bangs against the wall
it's becoming all too much, you can feel your own heartbeat getting louder and louder, your head becoming cloudy, n your vision blurry-
can't even hear his deep grunts and dirty, degrading words leaving his mouth
you feel yourself lose control of your body, pretty fingers slowly releasing your grasp on the sheets below you, knees buckling, and eyelids drooping closed
titus notices immediately, loosening his chokehold on you, n bringing a big hand to your cheek, small taps turning to slaps-
"uh uh- c'mon bunny, not done with you just yet...haven't even filled that cute baby cunt yet."
you feel yourself come to, now laying on your back, with titus still pinning you below him like his fresh-caught prey
"thereee we go honey, you pass out a little? daddy being too rough?"
"mm- mhm..."
he revels in how fucked out you look below him, still blinking away the black dots blurring your vision, lips all pouty, with cute, erattic little gasps leaving them
instead of cooing at you and apologizing (by finally letting you cum), titus only grins, leaning down to gruffly whisper in your ear-
"better get used to it, little girl. loved how you went all limp on me like my own pretty ragdoll. let me see how many times i can push you to the edge."
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fem!reader, use of daddy, not really full on smut, perv!jack, even pervier reader, kinda icky, (legal) age gap
at first, you thought jack was being nice, just catering to your little sweet tooth by handing you a strawberry lollipop.
but after the first few times of it, you noticed a pattern. the pattern being his gaze locked in on your mouth, watching the way your tongue lapped and circled the candy, and the way he not-so-subtly adjusted his pants after hearing the soft pops when you released it from your mouth.
so it was definitely for...ulterior motives.
knowing this, you decided to tease him a little, wanting to see how long it'd take him to finally get you down on your knees and take what he wanted from you.
you sat on the couch beside jack as he watched one of his random old-man movies. he looks to you, smiles, and rests his hand on your knee, rubbing circles innocently.
"hey sweetheart" he greets, turning back to the TV.
"hi jackie, do you have another lollipop? wan' the strawberry one again please," you say sweetly, before kissing his cheek.
"'course, honey."
jack reaches over to the table beside the arm of the couch, digging for the jumbo bag of the candies that he had bought.
after handing it to you, he tries to focus back on the movie, but the slick sounds of your sucking causes his eyes to dart over to you again.
you look at him, not breaking eye contact, wetting the lollipop with your spit and pushing it between your lips repeatedly.
"what is it, daddy?"
he loves when you call him that. and you know it.
he clears his throat, snapping out of his ogling, tearing his eyes away from the sight.
"nothing, sweetie-- just... fuck--" he looks down and sees the obvious tent in his pants, "needa go use the bathroom."
jack gets up and rushes to leave the room, and you can hear him cussing to himself before he closes the bathroom door.
you only smile to yourself, realizing that breaking him will be more easy than you thought.
CอOอNอTอEอNอTอS :: rude, joking dynamic/banter, an ex boyfriend, garsantos mention, nsfw talk, implied age gap, robby slander, bla bla idk PLEASE enjoy this is my first ever smau
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Imma need someone to leak the Shawn Hatosy Quinn collab the second it comes outโฆ Iโm sorry but i canโt afford to pay eight dollars for Quinn, not in this economy. But, Iโm still like FULLY SEATED for this collab. So someone, literally anyone, please for the love of god, leak the audio when it comes out๐
titus danforth is a powerful man. the kind that commands the attention in any room he enters. the kind that rules unabashedly, unafraid to do what needs to be done to fulfill his deepest desires. if he has to stab a few backs to get there, then so be it.
titus is not one for being held down. not one for being told what to do. he puts no effort into gentlemanly gestures, no opening doors, or holding back sassy remarks.
he does not let anyone get the upper hand.
except when it comes to his lovely wife.
after a long day, he finds himself at her feet, one of her ankles held gently in his large hand, his lips pressed to the tip of her high heel.
he doesn't raise his eyes, doesn't trail his lips higher until she gives the okay. when she does, he knows to take his time. he knows to be patient, to make sure no inch of her legs is left untouched by his lips before settling where he most wants to be lest he be pulled away by manicured fingers in his silvery curls.
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Jack putting you in a headlock doesn't always happen during a rough, fast fuck. Really, it's best when he's choking you out lazily.
He's flat on his back while you're squirming on top of him, legs apart and using his frontside like a bed. One arm snakes over your waist, hand trailing up to grope your tit rhythmically.
You're both exhausted to all hell, but Jack's got enough energy to have his other arm lock you in by the neck with the crook of his elbow, and by squirming, you're only by your legs.
The rest of you is completely limp and losing air in Jack's tight hold.
"Jack, faster. Please."
"I'm going as fast as you need me to be."
The thrusts up into your hot, needy must be so fucking slow just so Jack can feel yourself stretch in swallowing him.
And when you're emptying as he decides to slip out of you n' play with your folds and clit by smearing his tip all over.
"Don't fall asleep before you cum, baby. You did well this shift. You deserve reward."
When Jack slips his cock out of your leaky, needy grip, he kisses your cheek. He nuzzles his nose there.
"I think I deserve something, too. Was a good attending today, for the most part. Good co-worker to you. Not to toot my own horn."
You let a soft sight escape you.
"...Wanna stick it in my ass?"
Jack nearly snorts. You whimper at how that's basically a no.
"Maybe later, kid. We're trying to put you to sleep, not wake you up with a bang."
He rubs your belly.
You gasp at the headlock growing tighter. The warmth of your wheezy breath finds Jack's thick, rounded bicep.
"Just touch me."
You don't need to be told twice. You take his shaft in your hands and pump. You pump and twist the sticky, dripping skin with a slow, even pace.
"Gonna torture me to sleep now?"
You're sure Jack's referring to the torturous, edging speed---or lack thereof, you're laying on his cock.
You slap his fat, reddened tip against your gaping whore-mess of a slit. That's meant to be some sort of answer.
You feel Jack smile against your cheek. You feel more of your breath leave you.
"Mhm. It's only fair, Daddy."
You're not even sure you could pick up the pace if you wanted to, you're about to pass out, and not just because you're so, so tired.
But because with every twisting, wet pump, the crook of his elbow chokes you out a little bit more.
"Daddy's not complaining, baby."
Nowhere else to die but here, Dr. Abbot. No better way to end a shift.
i feel like being pope codyโs wife would be such a gorgeous gorgeous life.
(well, when money is good, minus the crime and violence and threats of prison. but he keeps you far away from all of that)
youโd never work another day in your life. instead you would hang out by the pool, tanning and swimming, him reapplying your sunscreen. humoring you by jumping in the pool with you, making out in the water. lifting you out when you got needy, wrapping you in a towel, and carrying you to the bedroom to make you scream.
heโd give you anything you want. heโd surprise you with a new outfit just to take you out to dinner and peel it off of you in the car. he likes to dress you up and make you feel beautiful. youโd find a shiny leather purse on your bed when you had just been complaining about losing your old one. heโd get you flowers, jewelry, food, books, anything he thought you might like. just to see that smile on your face.
you would have the freedom to immerse yourself in your hobbies. playing music, creating art, writing, whatever youโre into. he supports you. he makes sure you have your very own space in the house to do your thing. bringing you drinks and food when he comes home from a job, finding you hyper fixated on your interests. happy to hear you excitedly babble his ear off. and he can tell you about his latest project in the house or yard, putting so much care into your shared home.
he would cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner for you. meticulously plating your food, saving your favorite recipes. him wearing a cute little chefโs apron that he takes very seriously. heโd also clean up after the meal, and scold you if you tried to help. he keeps the whole house sparkling and you donโt have to lift a finger.
heโd be your own personal attack dog while you walk down the street. hand around your waist or in your back pocket. scanning the environment for threats, giving any man who looks at you twice that intense stare. or flashing his gun. or beating the shit out of him.
baby youโd be on yachts. taking tropical vacations. getting massages. showered in cash. adorned in jewels. fucked within an inch of your life every night, just how you like it. you say jump, he says โhow high?โ
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