#and the fucking FIREWORKS

[runestele]

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[majormeilani]

THIS COMMENT IS MAKING ME CRY LAUGHING HELPP

[philsmeatylegss]

If I were Dan and Phil I would never hard launch because it’s so embarrassing that we were right. Like what do you mean you were so in love a bunch of thirteen year old’s clocked it? I would never give that satisfaction.

[spitinsideme]

wamted to do vaggie drawing practice, made it into chaggie .. what can i sayb... chaggie took over . go lesbians !! vaggie is too hot charlie cant focus on killing exterminates

[k-wame]

STRANIZZA D'AMURI (FIREWORKS) dir. Beppe Fiorello Italy · Drama · Crime · LGBTQ+

[silkysousaphone]

the 4th of july was invented by Big Hospital to sell more Blowing Up Your Hand

[orangechickenpillow]

Meanwhile Lae'zel:

Bg3 as unhinged posts 🍾/?

Part 3

Bonus Astarion under the cut

[swordsandflowercrowns]

charlie bushnell the actor that you ARE. the pain and resentment and horror on his face throughout that scene. his hesitation when he was about to kill percy. the simultaneous regret and determination. the fact that he hated annabeth seeing who he had become but like charlie said in an interview, is willing to do anything. luke is supposed to be an empathetic character. the way he narrated "look, I know you didn't want to be a halfblood" at the beginning of the episode paralleling percy, showing us just how easy it would have been for percy to end up like luke. both percy and the audience are supposed to understand exactly where luke is coming from, to empathise deeply with his disappointment in the gods and the desperation that resulted from it. and my god did charlie bushnell achieve that

[awetistic-things]

autistics 🤝 dogs

hating fireworks

[sorrelpaws]

rick at various ages

[on-this-day-mcr]

On this day, October 23

In 2022: My Chemical Romance performed their 59th show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour at When We Were Young festival in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. At this show, Gerard Way, Ray Toro and Frank Iero all wore prosthetic special effects makeup to look like older version of themselves, and wore the black and red stage costumes they used following the release of their album "Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge". Mikey Way did not wear prosthetic makeup, and instead had faux blood dripping from his mouth. This show was the only show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour where "The Foundations of Decay" was not performed. At this show, "Nothin But the best" was written on the drums. (🖤)

Watch the show here!

Kris Lori Fuentes Cortes

[your-subby-creature]

What if instead of setting off fireworks (dangerous, bad for the environment, traumatizing) we all just fucked nasty style (fun, transgender, horny)

[cosmichawk]

It's that time of year again so here are xmas harbingers edits by yours truly

bonus:

[killing-machine]

i hate 4th of july and i hate the shitty fireworks. they dont even look cool

[wreckedandpolemic]

sweet as blood-red jam - matty healy

(mdni) in which all of you belongs to matty. all of you. part of the white and gold universe and summer75 2024. 2620 words.

warnings: blink-and-you’ll-miss-it somno, sex toys, anal sex, praise, mild degradation, mild cumplay, general filth don’t look at me

You’ve been squirming all day, tense with excitement and anticipation. The plug you’re wearing jostles with every move you make, cunt dripping in your panties. A dreamy smile crosses your face as you remember the morning, reliving it in vivid, glorious detail.

You wake to Matty fucking into you, moaning low in his throat and kissing you open-mouthed. “Hi, darling,” he says, smiling as you blink blearily up at him. “You just looked so pretty, I couldn’t help myself.”

After a long, slow, indulgent fuck, curled up in his arms, you’re still starving for him, hunger gnawing between your legs. “Need to be yours, Daddy,” you whine. “Everywhere. Every single hole.”

Matty’s breath hitches, fingers tracing delicately across your cheekbone. “Shit, princess, are you sure?” You nod, biting your lip as your cheeks flush red. “Fuck, m’gonna be thinking about that all fuckin’ day. That’s cruel and unusual punishment, darling.”

Your heart drops. “You’re leaving? I thought you stopped working Tuesdays?” you frown, clinging to him and burying your face in his chest like you could pin him to the bed and keep him there. 

Sighing, Matty rakes a hand through his hair. “S’just this stupid meeting. Should only be a couple of hours, but it’ll be boring as all fuck.”

A smirk slides across your face. “Well, if you won’t be gone long…” You trail your fingers along his side. “Could always get me ready for you… Fill me up with a pretty plug while I wait for you to come home and fuck my slutty little ass.”

“Jesus, you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me, one day,” Matty groans. “Where’d my good little girl learn to talk so filthy, hm?”

You giggle. “Learned it from you, Daddy.” Pouting up at him, you turn on the wide, pleading eyes that get you whatever you want. His resolve visibly crumbles, carefully easing his way out from under you to retrieve your box of toys from under your bed. Pure want throbs thickly between your legs at the sight of Matty with the silicone plug between his fingers, his smirk filthy.

You roll onto your front, shaking your ass teasingly, and Matty chuckles darkly. “Little slut. Want Daddy to open up that pretty ass, yeah?” His fingers swirl delicate patterns across the skin of your ass, and you squirm. You hear the quiet snick of him uncapping a bottle of lube, the wet sound of him slicking up his fingers, arousal dripping from your cunt. “You ready, princess?”

“Yes, Daddy,” you moan, widening your legs a little so he can kneel between them. His wet fingers trace softly around your hole, the muscle quivering under his touch. Achingly slow, he inches a finger into you, pausing at the first knuckle to let you adjust, a low moan falling from your lips.

It’s not the first time you’ve done this, but it’s rare enough that the feeling is unfamiliar, pressure mounting as Matty sinks his finger fully into you. “It’s okay, princess. Relax, darling, s’just me, just my fingers. You take me all the time, I know you can take it, angel. That’s it, that’s my good girl,” Matty murmurs, your body relaxing under the praise as he slips another finger into you. The stretch, the fullness, the pressure is indescribable, pleasure pooling at the base of your skull and making your head hazy.

“Feels s’fucking good, Daddy. Always so good to me, give me everything I want,” you moan, back arching as Matty slowly thrusts his fingers. He leans down, kissing over your shoulder blade and scissoring his fingers, gently stretching you open as your hands ball into fists in the sheets.

Liquid heat throbs in your veins, Matty’s breath coming quick and short against your skin. “Anything my girl wants,” he echoes, his smile audible. “You ready, darling? Or d’you want one more?”

It takes a long moment to process his words, lifting your head weakly off the mattress to murmur, “M’ready. Fill me up, Daddy, please.” You clench involuntarily as Matty slips his fingers out of you, slick silicone pressed against your hole moments later.

Matty coos reassurances in your ear, slowly pushing the plug into you as you whimper and whine, your brain melting into liquid with every second. “So pretty, baby. Such a good girl. Greedy little hole taking it so well, angel. You still feeling good?”

“Mhmm,” you moan, electricity arcing up your spine. It takes a few moments for the plug to be fully seated, the crystal shining up at Matty as he stares, tracing entranced little patterns into the flesh of your ass.

“There y’go, princess. Nice and full for me, ready for me to fuck that tight little hole when I get home, yeah?” You roll over to face him, gasping as the movement presses the plug deeper into you. Matty descends on you ravenously, kissing you with a frantic hunger and cradling your jaw. “God, m’so hard for you, darling. Gonna drive me fucking crazy, thinking about you waitin’ for me like this.”

A slow smirk crosses your face, your nails digging into his back as you arch up against him. “Think you should cum on my ass, Daddy. Wouldn’t I look so pretty, all dripping with you?” You roll back over, pressing your ass up against him and grinding on his cock. The plug pushes deeper into you, a needy, whining gasp falling from your mouth. “C’mon, Daddy. M’your little cumslut, I need it.”

The sound of pure lust that drips from his lips falls straight to your cunt, the air around you suddenly thick and choking. “Such a little whore,” he coos, groaning as he strokes over his cock slowly. Filthy praise wraps around your brain, vision blurring as you lose awareness of anything but him. He cums over your ass with a low groan of your name, skin painted white as you writhe under him, desperate. “Fuck, you look so pretty, darling.“

“Gonna think about me while you’re gone?” you tease, watching him dip into the bathroom to retrieve you a cloth.

“Don’t ask me stupid questions, princess,” Matty grins, gently cleaning you up and flipping you over to face him. “Always think about you.” He leans down, kissing you softly and pulling away to go get dressed as you pout. 

You trail after him to the door, already missing his touch. “Am I allowed to get off today, Daddy? Don’t wanna be greedy, just feels so good.” Your cunt is clenching with every step, fire licking along your thighs.

Matty pulls you in for a long, slow kiss, hand wandering down to trace over the plug and swallowing your gasp against his lips. “You can cum as much as you like, princess, s’long as you tell me when you do, okay? Wanna know how much of a slut you are when I’m not home,” he grins, snapping the elastic of the panties you’d slipped on against your waist. He kisses you sweetly, pulls back and holds you by the waist. “Be back soon, princess. Soon as I can, promise.”

Of course, it takes a good five minutes of needy kisses before he’s actually out of the door, muttering Gonna be so late. Worth it, under his breath as he goes. Your hole clenches involuntarily around the plug, a constant, low-level hum of need buzzing around your brain. For an hour or so, you try to go about your day as normally as possible, but the second you sit down with a mug of coffee, a pulse of pleasure rips through you savagely. Every slight movement you make shifts the plug, waves of sensation overtaking you as you fall onto your back on the sofa.

Sliding your panties aside, you push two fingers into your cunt, soaked and dripping. You feel so fucking full, pressure between your thighs working up into your belly as you lose yourself in ecstasy. When you come to, you text Matty a picture of yourself, fingers shoved into your mouth.

just came soo hard thinking of u

can’t wait for you to come home and fuck me in the ass, daddy

God you’re fucking killing me

There’s no answer after that; Matty must have been pulled away to actually do the job that funds your lives. Boring. You cum three more times, accompanying your text to Matty with an obscene picture and a needy plea. It’s impossible to fall asleep with the plug filling your hole, and going anywhere is obviously out of the question, so you resign yourself to the endless loop of laying down, the movement making you needy, getting off, trying to get up, rinse and repeat.

The relief that floods your body when Matty’s key turns in the lock is immense, and you scramble off the bed to meet him, flinging off your shirt somewhere along the way. “Hi, beautiful,” he grins, laughing against your mouth as you press needily against him. He kisses you long and hard, your body melting happily against his, insistent desire throbbing between your legs.

“God, I need you,” you whine, loosening his tie and shoving his jacket off his shoulders. “I need you in my ass, Daddy, need you to fuck me dumb,” you plead, soaking in the warmth of his chest as you practically rip his shirt free of his body. 

“So needy, princess. Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s gonna take care of you.” Matty scoops you into his arms, gently setting you on the bed and shoving off his trousers and boxers in one movement. He collapses on top of you, kissing hungrily over your lips, cheeks, neck, chest, fire blossoming under your skin everywhere he touches. “God, couldn’t stop thinkin’ about you all fuckin’ day, princess. Think I might have agreed to give someone a million dollars ‘cause I was so distracted by you and your pretty ass,”

You giggle. “Well, m’here now. M’all ready for you, Daddy,” you grin, arching your back and squirming under him. Matty’s hand creeps down, taps against the plug, swallowing your gasp into his mouth.

Slowly, ever-so-slowly, Matty tugs on the plug, lust pooling in your belly as you clench around it. “This is gonna feel a bit weird, angel. Promise you can take it. My good girl, yeah?” You nod frantically, dizzy and lust-sick as he slowly inches the toy out of you. Your hole flutters needily, tears brimming on your lashes as you whine out incoherent pleas. Eagerly, you watch him slick up his cock, lube dripping from his fingers as he groans low in his throat. “Oh, princess. Fuckin’ gagging for it, aren’t you, baby? Need Daddy to fill up your pretty hole, yeah?”

“Daddy, please,” you whimper, gasping as the tip of his cock teases gently at your hole. Slowly, he inches into you, cooing praise down at you gently.

“Good girl,” he moans, pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in, deeper this time. You choke on air, arching up as your cunt flutters needily. Hot pleasure rolls over you, your brain melting into liquid that drips from your ears as Matty pants harshly against your lips. Your vision whites out, your body a messy string of pure desire as he bottoms out, groaning harshly against your lips. “Shit, you feel so good, princess. Y’so fucking tight, your pretty little hole feels so fucking good, god,” he praises, delicately swiping your sweat-damp hair off your face.

His lips hover over yours, gentle and sweet, letting you adjust to the blunt pressure in your ass until you’re digging your nails into his back and whining. “You can move now. Need you to fuck me, m’ready. You feel really fucking good, Daddy,” you add, eyes lust-blown and begging.

Slowly, oh-so-slowly, Matty pulls out until only the head is inside you, swallowing your whines as you thrash under him helplessly. “Shh, baby, shh. S’okay, Daddy’s here. Daddy’s gonna make you feel so fucking good, promise.” He pushes into you in one languid, fluid motion, your bodies fitting together so perfectly that you marvel, head spinning and vision blurred. “Fuck, thank you for lettin’ me do this, angel.”

A breathless little giggle spills from your lips, breaking into a moan as Matty thrusts deeply into you. “M’not letting you do anything, Daddy. I want this. Always wanted this,” you add, cunt clenching wantonly around nothing. “I wanna be yours, need all my holes to be yours.”

Matty groans, cock twitching deep inside you. “You’re unreal,” he breathes. “You are not real. Couldn’t have dreamed up a more perfect girl. Such a good little girl, always actin’ so sweet, when really you just want Daddy’s cock in this sweet little hole, yeah?” You nod dizzily, letting pleasure overtake you as Matty fucks you hard and fast. “You feeling good, angel? You want me to touch you?” You whine out something incoherent and desperate, rocking your hips as your cunt drips against the sheets.

You cry out as Matty’s fingers find your clit, swollen and sensitive and fucking soaked, the barest touch electric as it shoots up your spine. “Fuck, don’t stop, need you s’bad, m’your good little girl, your pretty little slut, all yours,” you moan, Matty’s motions over your clit speeding as he works you into a frenzy. 

“Aw, baby. Should’ve told me how needy your pretty little pussy was gettin’, princess, y’so wet for me.” Your back arches, a pulse of pure need washing over you. Matty’s thrusts don’t slow, pace measured and sweetly torturous.

“Mhmm, s’all— ohh— all for you, Daddy. I— God, yes— love you so much,” you whimper, hurtling towards your orgasm at breakneck speed. 

Ecstasy curves up your spine, setting you ablaze as Matty fucks into you, hips stuttering as he draws close. His moans against your skin come hot and fast, melting into sticky sugar that glues your lips to his, head hazy and eyes closed in bliss. “God, I love you, my perfect girl. You gettin’ close, princess?” You’re powerless to do anything but nod, letting pure pleasure wipe your mind clean, saturating your body and dripping out against Matty’s fingers. “Don’t hold back, baby. Give me everything you’ve got, darling,” he murmurs, pairing one last slow, deep thrust with a harsh pinch to your clit that sends you spiralling.

Your orgasm crashes over you, the weight of it physical, pressing on your very bones. Your entire body is wracked with it, cunt pulsing against Matty’s fingers as you writhe on the mattress, sweat dripping against the sheets. The sensation of Matty buried deep inside you as you cum is new, liquid fire poured along your spine. “That’s it, good girl. You still with me, princess?” With the last of your strength, you moan out an affirmative. “Yeah? Good. Alright, pretty girl, where d’you want me?”

“On me,” you gasp. “Please, Daddy,” you beg, whining as he pulls out of you, slow and gentle. Your hole clenches around the loss, still dizzy from your orgasm. With lidded eyes, you watch Matty pump his cock, and it’s barely a minute before he’s spilling against you, cum splashing over your belly as he groans against your mouth.

His eyes roll back in his head, moaning your name and shuddering as he pains your skin white. “Fuck, that was fuckin’ unbelievable. You’re unbelievable,” Matty grins, rolling off you to lay on his back, panting hard. His fingers come up to trace idly over your stomach, and you suck eagerly when he lifts them to your mouth. “Such a good girl,” he croons. “Just relax for a minute, then I’ll get us cleaned up, okay, princess?”

You stretch out, catlike, luxuriating in his arms. “Mhmm, okay. Love you.”

“I love you, darling.”

[awakefor48hours]

Just make up your words for smut fics. Just do it. No one’s stopping you.