#EEK….

[eebie]

theyre going to break my skeleton

[lordboo]

what if I just-

[goalies]

i hardly go here anymore bc i’ve been so wrapped up in real life stuff but!!! LOOK AT HOW WELL WE COOKED UP OUR SET FOR MY SCHOOLS PRODUCTION OF ROMEO AND JULIET….

[woodsteingirl]

eek im just realizing saying that my dad makes jokes about me like. fucking one of my teachers out loud sounds soo weird actually. why does he do that.

[alleesaur]

[Artfight 2023] [14]

Corrupted One

for @verdant-succubus

[zkyeline]

Just wanna draw them all getting the Flapjack tattoos :’)

Edit: now with accompanying comic!

[moechies]

ouuu. mean geto with crybaby reader ‼️‼️‼️. so so so cute geto is like "what a fucking slut, messy little girl" nd ur like sobbing nd all over the place

and when you're done, you grip on to geto's black shirt and geto coos at you <3 you're ike "m' sorry," and he's like "i know princess"

oh he loves being mean to his baby when she’s being bad, or even when you ask for it; he’s all for it just because he’s so obsessed and in love with you . . (*_*)

“p-please , wa—“

“you’re makin’ a mess all over me, dirty girl. aren’t y’embarrassed?”

“i’m s-sorry..!” you mewl, heart clenching at the man’s humiliating words that offer no sort of affirmation. you’d say anything to lure sweet praises from the man’s tongue, but your efforts don’t pay off.

“really? what’re y’gonna do to make it up to me?”

“anythin— sir-“

“yeah? gonna clean up this mess with that mouth of yours , baby? tell me.”

the sheets below you two are dirtied by the mixture of both your cum; mostly his. deep down you know that, but you would never argue back; not now.

“mhm.. hic— i’ll do it if you want it sir!” you nod mindlessly.

“now that’s a good girl. this is how i trained you to be, did i not?”

“y-you did !”

“ so why’re ya always misbehaving?”

you cry out both with frustration and pleasure , regretting your prior actions. you had blatantly flirted with a guest in front of your boyfriend just hours ago at a dinner, purposely riling him up.

but this time, it was different. he was different ; meaner, more possessive.

“i didn’t get with you so i could share, you know.”

“i know—“

“do you?” he retracts his cock from your puffy cunt, the build up of your high all gone in a matter of seconds. you attempt to catch his attention, tugging on the fabric of his shirt but he pays you no mind ; eyes zeroed in on your sticky cunt.

“w-wait , sir,”

“none of that . suck me off baby, clean me off and make me cum. then i’ll see if you’re deserving of more .”

[potato-lord-but-not]

XIX The Sun

know that I would gladly be, the Icarus to your certainty

[yangjeongin]

(240815) jeongin instagram live

[frozenjokes]

“the balls of reality” instead of “the realm of possibility” is fucking sending me scar is so effortlessly funny

[wwweedfairy]

source? it made my pussy throb

[klinefelterrible]

🍌

Reblog this to give The Librarian a banana*

*very, very carefully

[lordboo]

oh me gosh…..GUBBY‼️‼️‼️ what a peculiar fellow

[eternalizms]

18+ mdni.

SWEATY WHITE SHEETS pooled around your body as spencer's eager hips snap against yours, fast and irregular. a string of strained moans fell from his parted lips. through half lidded eyes, you watched him throw his head back with a low groan. god, the veins in his neck protruded, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed back another moan.

"oh fuck- yes baby, just like that." he cooed, praising you for taking his cock so well. his lip nestled tightly between his teeth as you let out a whine. sweaty hair stuck to your forehead in a beautiful mess, red hot cheeks perfectly accompanying the delicious look of desperation in your eyes that were pleading at him, fuck. the headboard clunked against the wall with every stroke, his cock aching to be buried deeper inside you.

you were practically begging for him to cum, with they way your walls clenched oh-so perfectly around him. you felt your skin burning as spencer's hands glide up the back of your thighs, his fingers dug into your flesh as he opened up your legs further apart, perfectly slotting in to the new space he just made. his cock bottomed out in you, earning generous moans from you both.

"thaats it angel, just a bit more for me now, hm?" with a heavy pant, his eyes never left you writhing beneath him, feeling that familiar knot in your stomach build more and more every time that spencer drove himself deeper inside of you. your skin was sticky as it moulded together, clammy from a mixture of sweat and your wetness.

you adored spencer's hands, that much more when one started snaking between your thighs. a gasp leaves you as his long, skinny, fingers begin to toy with your clit. yearning to finally cum, lewd noises leave you - that make spencer so glad he has an eidetic memory. your hand reaches up towards his face, thumb nestling his cheek.

your gorgeous noise doesn't stop as you make eye contact with him, whimpering out in the smallest voice, " 'm gonna cum spence." his fingers toy circles faster now against your swollen clit, feeling your shaky legs pull him in further.

your eyes squeeze shut, orgasm taking over you completely. the pleasure blinded you, the mixture of spencer's cock stretching you open and deep, the desperate, animalistic sounds that left his mouth sending you over the edge. nails rake down spencer's back as you gasp out a string of profanities, begging as you came all over his cock. "oh- shit baby, spence, please."

that was all it took for him, a guttural moan announcing his orgasm. ropes of warm cum fill you up as his arms shake under his own weight. his breath was shaking more with every stroke. his cock pumps into you slowly as he rides out the high of his orgasm, the odd whimper escaping his lips as he recovered his own breath.

[tenojan-in-tevinter]

Honestly there's no one I'd rather be on a forced saving-the-world road trip with than the origins gang. Sorry kotor companions sorry bg3 companions but no one does it like the origins gang. They are a family they are insane they are not to be fucked with they never would have been friends if they were given a choice in the matter. The perfect road trip squad.

They consist of the best dog in thedas, the worlds most royal himbo, a demi-god shapeshifting witch, a bisexual assassin nun, a bisexual assassin orphan, a powerful spell-slinging grandma living on borrowed time (who is bffs with a spirit), a giant spy man who doesn't know how to function by himself, the worlds grossest dwarf, and a giant statue that has a life goal to kill all birds.

[maiiuelle]

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you and rafe spend the majority of your time together at tannyhill. it just makes more sense, his house is bigger, usually vacant, and void of your father, who has plenty of choice words about your new rich boyfriend. but today is different, your dad is out investigating a break in on the opposite side of the island, and your mom disappeared off to the golf club hours ago. it’s the perfect opportunity to sneak rafe in.

“come on, come on! you’re gonna love my room.” you hug rafe’s arm, tugging on him excitedly. a smirk pulls at his cheeks, finding your eagerness adorable.

“alright, m’coming — gonna pull my damn arm off.”

you push open the door, revealing your cozy bedroom. there’s a big window overlooking the street with a vintage bench shoved underneath for your nighttime reading. a soft white rug sprawls over almost the entire hardwood floor, and your vanity sits next to the door, expensive makeup products and gold jewelry cluttering the surface. on the opposite wall is your overflowing bookshelf, your nightstand with your record player, a warm floor lamp, and your giant bed that sits in the center. it has pink floral sheets, white fluffy pillows, and a wide-eyed siamese cat sitting in the middle.

“oh! this is simon.” you introduce your kitty proudly. you didn’t expect him to be out, usually hidden away somewhere the second someone new steps foot in the house. in hopes he’ll stick around, you sit down gently on the bed beside him to run your fingers through his white fur. "he's a little shy."

“shy? fur-ball looks like he wants to eat me.” rafe raises an eyebrow at him, pacing closer. the little kitty’s eyes widen and his ears go back, rafe’s looming height too intimidating too fast — he’s quick to abandon the bed, hiding underneath as usual.

“rafe!” you whine, all hopes of friendship between the two of them lost immediately. you cross your arms dramatically, pouting. “gotta be slow — gentle. he’s sensitive!”

“yeah, yeah. i’m sure he’s just fine, babe.” he brushes it off in the moment but seems to take your words into consideration. later, when he’s lying half asleep in your pink sheets with you curled up beside him, the siamese cat hops back up on the bed, landing right in rafe’s lap. it surprises both of them, the cat probably forgetting he was even there. you don’t notice a thing, already out cold, lulled to sleep in rafe’s arms.

the two just stare at each other for a second, neither really sure what to do. in a moment of bravery, simon sniffs around the comforter and even rafe’s ringed hand, still unsure but suddenly not as skittish. he finds a dip in the blankets, and eyes rafe suspiciously before finally curling up between the two of you. “hm, m’not so bad now, huh?” rafe’s sleepy, gravely voice is soft, and he slowly brings his free hand to brush through the purring kitty’s soft fur.

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