#God they’re hot

[januscorner]

80s Themed Worstthrust Stimboard

⌨️🤸🏽‍♀️📺 👾🫂🛼 📼🧪📞

[laurenkmyers]

Here I thought id be all about George and his slutty ways

But I’m actually here for Mary and her badass Irish whore

[viridianvales]

no thoughts, just throb zombie.

[darlingpetra]

The way they’re looking at each other 😩 I’m gonna need a minute.

[anxious-bisexual-0]

THIS HAS TO BE THE NICK AND JESS KISS

[alluralater]

kinky rambling confession about something i remembered this morning: okay so like two and a half years ago for halloween i went to this party with a bunch of other people. it was being thrown by a few close friends and it was really fun! i went dressed as envy and one of my friends (let’s call them violet) who was throwing the party was supposed to go as poison ivy but earlier that day she texted me and was like “i was freaking out about my poison ivy fit and almost called off the party but i chose something else and i think you’re going to like it.” when i walked into their apartment later that night, i was ill-prepared for the ravages of whorish need that began swirling and curling in my stupid lesbian veins. they were done up in a tiny white slip-dress romper type number with spaghetti straps. the neckline outlined and dipped between their breasts. the soft material cinched at their waist, and fell more open around their bare thighs. she has these killer dark brown eyes too, so yummy to look at. tonight their natural dark lashes were coated in black mascara, and their lids were— oh god. cow print design. intricate and detailed, white base with black spots and black blurbs. their dress was the same, cow print. now, alright, let me be clear. i am not immune to hot people or what they do to get my attention, but this was something else. i didn’t notice that i’d been standing a few feet in front of the door, midway between taking my shoes off when violet is walking over and happily welcoming me in and telling me i look gorgeous and im just fucking stunned. “do you like it?” their voice filled with this self-contented sound yet they still wanted my opinion. i could hear their hopefulness. i summoned every ounce of cool girl i had in me and went “oh i absolutely love it!” i had nearly fallen taking off my boots and now here i was standing in front of them as they fawned all over me and my outfit and my makeup and my hair and every small detail. i wasn’t even really hearing their compliments. i couldn’t even respond, for fear i might say something wildly inappropriate aloud instead.

i couldn’t say that i was thinking of sliding my fingers into their top and massaging their breasts, soft nipples hardening to my touch, rolling and pinching until they moaned in a way that satisfied me enough to begin sucking. i couldn’t say that i was entrenched in the idea of eating their pussy from behind while i have them on all-fours, no way could i mention the way my mouth began watering. every light touch all over my body made me want to slam them into the wall beside us and tell them they make such a cute cow. i wanted my fingers inside them, my lips wrapped around their pink nipples. i wanted to use them. i wanted to take them right there, because of that small tone in their voice, because they had wanted my opinion, my thoughts, my validation. what better validation than to slap their pretty fucking face when they’re on their knees before taking them by the throat and guiding them swiftly all the way down to the floor on their back. tightening my grip and letting my lips graze overtop hers as i play with her swollen clit. my dumb breeding toy, hastened breathing and warm body pressed to the floor. my pretty little cow just needs to be played with and touched and felt up all over. no thoughts, no overthinking about what anyone thinks of them, just pure pleasure. i want to ask my lovely violet if this is what they wanted, i want to hear them say it. i want to milk those yummy tits until they’re begging me to stop because they’re so sore and much too sensitive. i want to see them writhing like a slut in heat underneath me, desperate for more yet whining through how good it feels to get what they want. and i don’t want to take it off, this cute costume. i want to leave it on them. i want to tell them exactly what i like about it and how it makes me feel. i want to ride their thigh while i pump my fingers into their wet pussy and tell them how fucking pathetically sweet they sound practically begging for my attention. if that’s what they want, that’s what they should have. all of my attention. i want my fingers in that beautiful dark brown hair, my lips and teeth and tongue working out my oral fixation. i want them to feel— “allura? hello?”violet’s hand waved in front of my face. i’d been lost in thought. “do you want a drink?” she asked. blinking twice and trying not to think of how good their lips feel, “god yes. please.” they gave me a curiously pleased smile, eyes narrowing for a slight second and taking in the red hues on my cheeks. it wasn’t so long ago they’d seen that look on my face before we were attacking each other on their front porch and devouring one another there in the middle of broad daylight. “i can always tell what you’re thinking about, you know.” the burning in my cheeks intensified when they walked into the kitchen ahead of me and i was left to follow after them like the slut i am as i mockingly muttered under my breath, “such an annoying whore. i cAN aLwaYs tEll whAT yOu’Re thiNking abOut. ugh.” i dont fucking doubt it

[shierak-inavva]

soooooooooooo i started watching x men 97 recently 🤡💦

[megamindsupremacy]

That comic that’s like *girl gets pushed into volcano* *girl comes flying out of volcano* “Volcano god says he’s gay, send hot boy sacrifices.” Dp x dc crossover with this premise When

[devnmon]

ohh santa barbara ellie hi hello heyyyy haha *twirls hair* come here often?

just thinking about her hands and her hair and her torso and her tattoo and her ARMS rn

[penultimatestalematewithdeath]

Something something parallels ahhhhh

[starkerobsession]

Tony Stark would never admit to anyone that he spends his drunken insomniatic nights lying awake in bed, staring into the darkness and being unable to get Peter Parker’s sweet, angelic face out of his mind. And he’d definitely never admit that he wonders night after night whether he’ll go to hell for thinking such sinful things about such an angelic boy. But he finds he doesn’t care. The risk of going to hell is worth imagining such delicious things about Peter. And he finds that the only cure for his insomnia each night is giving in to his darkest, most immoral thoughts and touching himself to the image of Peter doing the dirtiest things to him. It’s only when his breathing has become rugged and his hand is covered in the evidence of his own filthy thoughts, that Tony feels guilty. It floods in. It makes him feel sick. But he knows he’ll do it again tomorrow night, and the night after and the night after. And he knows when he sees the sweet 16 year old later today in the lab, he’ll pretend nothing happened. He’ll act innocent, while consciously remembering every small detail of the boy’s face to use again in the dead of night for his fantasies.

[misslupin]

meet my parents! 💋

[j00stkl31n]

Here’s the video that anon was talking about earlier 🤭

[carpetbug]

my first ml fanart from april 2020 :)

[darlingpetra]

That perfect kiss where time stands still and everything else fades away

[repost-account-yall]

This game would be like 30 min if they jus talked.

/j lol