#Aaahh

[writeouswriter]

[burnt-venus]

I love how Jinshi basically just said okay bye 🏃 after being told where Maomao was

[okiroash]

DrugScore - siinamota (Reguri AMV)

[yt link]

[raapija]

THEY REALLY DID IT AGAIN

[phosphorus-noodles]

what if we get a boat boys finale. what if we get a smallidarity finale. WHAT IF JOEL FINALLY GETS TO SACRIFICE HIMSELF SO JIMMY WINS,

[fruttymoment]

rue oneshor doodles before i sleep,,,,

[mr-wrinkleton]

FUNNY SEEING YOU HERE | TOWIC!FWB!CHRIS

pairing . . . toxic!fwb!chris x toxic!fwb!reader

in which . . . chris heads out for a night with just him and his friends when he bumps into a familiar face in the bathroom.

smoke like fog filled the atmosphere of the night, drunk party-goers and house rattling rap music filled the silence between the crickets chirping and the owls hooting from tree branch to tree branch. chris hadn’t even planned to go out that night. his week and entire day was shit. but maybe going out with some friends and getting drunk could ease the absolute migraine of a week he was going through.

conversation between the two of you was never dry though. although, not enough for chris to muster up the courage to ask if you would be attending this party he was currently taking shot after shot at.

if he was being so god honest with himself, he found it difficult to talk to you. the way you acted with your confident but also humble attitude made him nervous. almost as if he wanted to impress you.

however, the night went on, and chris still hadn’t seen you. maybe every time he entered a room you had just left the room. maybe it was the universe only slowly bringing the two souls together and have them lock eyes at the perfect time.

alcohol and weed eventually caught up to chris, his legs not working with his mind and the loudness of the whole place not helping.

“hey, i’m gonna use the bathroom man.” he muttered to his friend who was currently bent over the pool table, too focused to mind where chris was stumbling off to. he fumbled his way to the bathroom, knocking on the door to make sure nobody wasn’t in there as the door wasn’t locked fully.

when chris opened the door he barely noticed you. basically half naked. and by half naked, no shirt, just a bra. “oh, hey. funny seeing you here.” he said, almost as if he didn’t see anything weird about the situation. “holy shit, chris!” you yelled, covering yourself up with your shirt.

he finally noticed your half-naked-ness after a brief moment of you scolding him, “oh my god, quit yellin’. you act like i’ve never seen your tits before.” he took a stride over to the toilet, lifting the lid up with his foot before unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, causing you to look away and finish changing your shirt.

“why the hell are you half naked in the bathroom?” he finally asked. mid piss. you rolled your eyes, fixing yourself again in the mirror, trying your hardest to ignore chris next to you. acting as if this was normal in any way. “some asshole spilled their drink on my shirt, had to come change.” you sighed.

the sound of the toilet flushing was heard throughout the bathroom. chris zipped up his pants and buckled his belt again, walking over to the sink where you stood and turned the water on. “now you know how i felt.” chris chuckled, squeezing some soap onto his hands as he spoke.

after chris finished washing his hands and dried them off, he walked over to you, he listened to you talk about how someone spilled their drink all over you. but at the same time mesmerized by the way you looked.

“he was so fucking rude about it too, i asked for an apology and—“ you rambled on and on, completely ignoring the way chris was staring straight into your eyes, then your lips, then your chest, back to your eyes once again.

suddenly in the midst of talking you feel the cool tile of the counter pressed up against your lower back. chris’ hands sliding up and down your hips, locking you between him and the counter.

“—so, uh, yeah, he didn’t even apologize for… it…” your words trailed off, completely getting lost in what you were saying when chris’ lips attached to your neck.

eventually gentle kisses led to small nips, little red marks left sporadically across your neck and lower chest. the little tank top you changed into was not much coverage over your chest.

chris could rip the damn thing off if he wanted to.

momentarily you stopped trying to talk for a moment, every movement chris made on you made you shiver and your mind blank. his hands moved to the belt loops of your jeans, tugging them, pulling you closer.

he groaned into your neck, muttering through kisses as your hands wandered up your back, scratching gently. “fuck, keep talking ma.” he groaned.

all his movements sent you into a spiral, the party still raving just outside the door.

it felt as if you blinked twice and your jeans were being tugged down eagerly by chris, whispering every praise in the book. lips still attached to your body. practically worshipping it.

before you had time to think chris turned you around, pushing you down over the counter. a muffled moan was earned. chris’ hands rubbed your back up and down, eventually pulling your panties down to just bellow your thighs.

and again, it seemed as if you blinked and he was unbuckling his belt. his cock hitting his belly button as he finally pushed his jeans off and to his lower thigh.

his chest hit your back, whispering softly into your ear, “you do shit to me,” he muttered, “i can’t fucking explain it.” as he spoke he grabbed a condom out of his pocket, tearing it open effortlessly with his teeth and rolling it on.

his words felt sharp, in a good way. it was a compliment in a way. his hands roamed your body as he talked, eventually making their way to your neck. and eventually traveling up to your jaw. he forced you to look in the mirror. your slightly open lips, your red neck. everything.

“look at you. so fucking gorgeous.” he said through groans.

“we met two months ago and i can’t get ya’ out of my damn head.” he admitted. his hand gripping your throat as you let out choked whines.

chris slowly teased the tip of his cock against your sopping cunt. your throat being squeezed gently. you watched your reaction in the mirror slowly slid inside of you. a smug and cocky grin on his face as he watched your face.

a moan threatened to escape, a loud one. his movements paused before whispering into your ear, “be quiet, don’t want nobody hearing huh?” you nodded, “yeah, just watch your pretty face while i fuck you, m’kay?”

“mm—m’kay…” you choked out, chris resuming his moments, slowly pushing into you from behind.

after some time, his movements picked up. you kept threatening to moan loudly, but chris pushed his finger into your mouth for you to bite.

chris kept picking up the pace, his tip pressing kisses against your cervix with every thrust. and you watched your face in the mirror, your hands gripping on the counter. choked whines and begs fell through your swollen lips.

“gonna— gonna cum—“ you said, well, more-so moaned. pretty loudly. to which chris gripped your face. “not till i say so.” he said through groans as well.

it was a while before you actually came. when you did it was pretty messy.

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a/n: so heyyyy,, new addition to the toxic chris au, and i’m dying rn i love him… 💔 but anyway this was kinda long so hope you don’t mind that LMAO

🏷️ : @courta13 @emely9274 @sturniolotoast

[metalmachineherald]

if i hear one more person say that the caitvi sex scene was vi reclaiming her trauma i will kill someone holy shit

[hanir]

archive moodboard for @artismonkeys

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[redautumnfox]

AAAAJJSJHSVDVDBBDB

I CANT IM SORRY

[elitadream]

Thanks @pianokantzart. Now this is all I can think about. 🙇‍♀️💗

PLEASE SOMEBODY MAKE THIS HAPPEN!!

[kylianmbappex]

kylian and jude🤎

[inkandpaintsnowleopard]

PLAYED MONUMENT VALLEY 3 AND THEN DREW THIS IMMEDIATELY AFTER

[snazzynacho]

The urge to write something about reader being a servant Caracalla is very fond of and sees as a mother to him…he’s just a baby let me tuck him in and read him a bedtime story I cannot omg

[raapija]

GREEN!!!!!

[tdk9]

Nvm guys older men make me feel sick I can't believe I did that to myself fuck older men I hate u guys frfr