#WOAH ‚‚‚

[2022dirt]

Cats through a glass of water.

[vampdollydoll]

Gonna delete in around some minutes or an hour cause im js mysterious like that🙏

[scroofy-was-here]

thank you, Moss Duffer...

the beeps of the machines provide a static of background noise... I look around as nurses shuffle past... It dawns upon me that I am a witness to murder.

we shake hands, I wave to all the Duffer Brothers, and then leave to disappear back into Netflix HQ... this event is sworn to secrecy, but I will never forget all that you have done. We have all saved the world together-- you, letterbetter13, me...and probably some other people I forgot about. there may be blood on your hands, but byler is surely endgame @the-true-3rd-duffer-bro-defo

RIP Matt Duffer.

@letterbetter13 I regret to inform you that you’re receiving a life long ban from stranger things for upsetting Matt Duffer.

[the-real-google]

To celebrate pride month I've decided to make a part 2 of the killing transphobes post since it was given a community warning. (🚗🔨⚒️💥)

LIMITED TIME OFFER:

For every note this gets I will kill one (1) acephobe AND one (1) arophobe with my bare hands.

[baguettenjoyer]

WHAT

Part 2 here

[owenwilsonkisser]

Tumblr do you care for date everythung....TAKE MY LUKE NUKEM TAKE HIM GO GO GO AHHGGGGGH i need too tickle my microwave faster i cant wait until tommorow

[mellblogss]

It took all of me to walk away from you.

[lilacdrinkssss]

Scar's Response 🪻🌻

[go-saeng]

officer i think one of them can't handle spicy food

[chocobje]

Super quick doodle of human Astro. I ended up liking it!

[2022dirt]

Things worn down by people.

[soapyakships]

happy bday to my lil guy....

[superhoeva]

it’s after jack abbot greets to you in the kitchen with his usual kisses to you nose and lips, plus a long, squeezing hug that he pauses.

there’s something about your eyes… beautiful as always, but a familiar haze just behind their usual sparkle that has him pausing to stare. you watch, blinking and gulping as his eyes scan your face.

the seconds that pass stretch over a thick silence, jack only ending it with a squinting sigh. "gimme your hand for a sec, doll."

you abide, hiding the way you bit at the inside of your cheek as you hand places into his. he squeezes it, rubbing his thumb over the knuckles with a warming fondness. the fuzz that fills your stomach zaps away into something that forces you to gasp when abbot plunges two of his fingers into his mouth.

jack recognizes the taste in an instant–you. the tang is still lingering happily. eyes connect with yours, he swirls his tongue once before popping them out of his mouth.

when he tilts his head, you can feel the dissatisfaction rolling off jack in waves. you don't dare look away from his stare–his slightly-annoyed, feverish stare–and give him your best puppy eyes.

"thought i told you to wait," he ignore your pout and steps to you in a long stalk, arms wrapping around your waist to cage you in. pinching at the skin, he sniffs. "how many?"

"just one."

"panties on?" the question comes with a squeeze to your ass.

"mmhm," you hum, "it was quick, i swear. and not even that good since you weren't here..."

he blinks. "it wasn't, huh?"

you shake your head just as jack leans traps you between himself and the counter. a rush of cold douses over you when he backs away with a cocked hip.

"gimme 'em, please," he commands, voice low and edging. the eyebrows he elevates by half an inch stop you from trying to reason with him. with a heavy stare, jack watches as you rid yourself of your shorts before peeling down your still dam panties with a bit lip.

you pass the garment–simple, thin briefs with a lace trim–to him on a single finger, and he's balling it up before you can blink.

"...open."

standing there, you open because what the fuck else would you do, and jack stuffs the underwear against your tongue. planting a kiss on your nose, he spins you gently and leans you against the counter elbows-first.

when you fold at the waist, jack has to smirk to himself because your slit is glistening–still or already, he isn't sure of, yet it doesn't matter. you'll be leaking by the time he's done with you tonight.

"how many you think i'm thinkin', baby?" jack asks, smoothing a palm across the skin of your cheeks. clenching around nothing, you turn to peek at him over your shoulder, words muffled. the man grins at you, winking.

"you said twenty?" eyes widening, you shake your head. you certainly did not say that. "hm. that does does like too many, huh? i'll be nice and bump it down to nineteen."

you huff through your nose and hang your head.

fuck.

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

[pessimisticbreadslice]

Happy Birthday Tori!!

[depressed-froggo-sillies]

whoops my finger slipped and I drew this