#happy Friday!

[conjuring-ghouls]

We're hiding here inside a dream and all our doubts are now destroyed (x)

[clairefrser]

Don’t test me, brother.

[galina]

Last of the light roast, like drinking a basket of fruits and pink flowers. I'm ready for the weekend to roll in like a breeze through our tiny house

[moonbeamsmeantforme]

first hot pic in a little bit ❤️

[daisynik7]

Eren is a fiend when it comes to PDA. He absolutely cannot help himself. For him, being with you is the ultimate achievement, the greatest fucking thing that's ever happened to him. So naturally, he's going to show you off like the precious treasure you are. 

This doesn't stop at holding hands or passionate kisses. No, he's going all in whenever he feels like it. Anytime, anyplace. And it's typically you who has to reel it in and remind him to hold his horses because the last thing you need are strangers watching you two fuck at the cereal section of the grocery store.

But you admit, he's managed to slip through the cracks a few times already. You've been banned from the public library, only because that day, he was just so convincing, teasing you between the stacks. Wicked voice soft in your ear as he massages your shoulders while you flip through the pages of the book you're looking for. "What's this one about, hm? Can you tell me, baby?" Fingers slipping beneath the waistband, towards your cloth pussy, rubbing at your aching clit while you poorly explain the plot to him in breathy whispers. And of course, he does this without noticing, or caring about, the elderly couple at the other side of the shelf, realizing in horror what your boyfriend is about to do to you. After this, and after a very stern talking to, Eren has been better about controlling his naughtier urges.

Still, he absolutely loves holding you while the two of you walk, wrapping his arm around your shoulders or sliding it along your waist. Giving you a wet smooch on the forehead, nuzzling his nose to yours as you stand in line at a cafe, waiting to buy coffee. Surrounding you in a bear hug in the middle of the farmer's market as you pick out fresh strawberries, resting his chin on top of your head. Kissing you on the lips any chance he gets.

He wants the whole world to know that you're his and he's all yours.

[ostdrossel]

Behold! 😄

[catladychronicles]

Floating Amoeba cat for your dash 🦠

[weird-an]

Billy doesn't ever shut up. Talks Steve's ear off. All the time.

It's always trash talk. How Steve can't win against Billy, how Steve is such a bitch and Billy is so much better than he is. That Hawkins should be glad that Billy is there now, because that town needs some fucking style and no more polo shirts.

It's getting worse every practice. Steve is going crazy. It's so annoying. Billy needs to shut up.

He talks and talks and talks and Steve waits until they are alone, takes his time to shower, because that guy needs to be taught a lesson and apparently no one dares or wants to, all too blinded by his tanned abs and pink lips.

"Shut up, Hargrove," Steve says, voice already shaking from anger.

Billy laughs, tilts his head back. "Oh, don't be such a prissy little -"

Steve doesn't think. He just pushes Billy.

Billy doesn't see it coming. His back knocks against the tiles and his eyes widen. There is a gasp escaping his mouth and it's a glorious sound. It gives Steve an idea.

"Didn't expect to you to-," Billy starts.

"Shut. Up." Steve cuts him off. Presses his lips against Billy. It's not a kiss. It's a fight. It's a bite, pain, teeth, too much tongue, but it works.

Billy moans. A small, needy noise, nearly washed by the shower's water against the tiles. He bucks his hips and ruts against Steve's thighs. He's hard. Billy Hargrove is fucking hard and Steve's got the upper hand and it makes him dizzy.

"Harrington," Billy hoarsely begins again and there's a sparkle in his blue eyes. What a fucking brat.

"Shut up," Steve says. He pushes Billy against, this time Billy goes down. So easily. Sinks on his knees and stares at Steve. Opens his lips and licks them.

"You know what to do." Steve isn't exactly sure how they got here, but he's not going to stop now. Not when Billy looks like that, cock red against his belly and eyes dark.

Billy's gaze flickers from Steve's hardening cock to his face and back.

"Billy." Steve raises a brow. His heart is racing.

Billy's lips wrap around his cock. Licks the tip and then swallows him right down. He's struggling for a moment, choking a little. Steve can see the stretch of his lips.

But then he relaxes around him. Steve presses his hips forward.

Billy's mouth is hot and wet and a fucking dream.

He buries his hand in Billy's wet hair, tugs it. He groans around him.

"I like you way better like this," Steve pants. "Finally you use your mouth for something good."

Billy rolls his eyes. Steve maybe fucks into him a little harder at that. This is a lesson after all.

[olmoonlight]

✔ If you easily betray a lover, live with caution... Because you will be betrayed the same way

#Happy Friday! 🌹🩵

[royalsealy]

Redo of my coord for the kei con swap meet! I had finished putting together my review of this dress months ago, all that was missing was a little snip of what the dress looks like when worn.

Im thinking the video should release next week, followed by a video of my experience at Kei Con!

Thanks for reading!

🌹Royalsealy

[writingwife-83]

The past week there’s been a back handed compliment post at the top of the ship tag and I’m sick of seeing it so here’s a random sherlolly hc for ya- Sherlock and Molly have developed their own extremely complex method of silent communication, consisting of nothing but eye and facial movements. They developed it over the course of some months just while lounging in bed late at night. It’s specifically for use in more serious situations where they might not be able to say certain things aloud, but still need to get information to each other.

So far though, its only use is Sherlock making jokes about John or Greg or Mycroft, and making Molly laugh aloud for what seems to be no logical reason to anyone else. 🤭

[broh3m3]

Gaius and Morgan

[galina]

Last night was so much fun – some miracle put me on the guestlist for the boiler room x sugababes gig, we danced for hours and hours, the energy in the room was so good and free and easy, just safe bodies colliding with nothing but love of music holding us up, smoke, sweat, the tiny stage around the decks rocking with our collective bouncing, fun fun fun. This morning I felt so sleepy and happy, there was nothing urgent to do and nowhere to be, looking forward finishing some writing and the weekend rolling in

[riftdancing]

🌊 Hot girl summer 🥵

[imreallyloveleee]

i feel like i win when i lose, chapter two

Betty pauses. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to suggest that discovering my shitty boyfriend was cheating on me was somehow on the same level as your divorce –”

“Christ, no. Yours sounds worse,” Jughead says. “At least ours was mutual.” 

“Well, I got very drunk and did some very dumb things in the aftermath, so.” Betty gives him a rueful grin. “I can relate.”

He’s sort of dying to know what someone like Betty Cooper means by “very dumb things,” especially in that particular context, but before he can ask, the organ starts to play.

(Jughead is recently divorced, and he keeps running into Betty Cooper at weddings. AU.)

read it on ao3. (or start from the beginning.)

[shark-myths]

Chapter 4: what is patrick thinking?! ...no one knows

enjoy some tunes!

coming tuesday: pete's a little mad about it, honestly