#its on me 100% i need to stop

[strike-another-match]

my brain is broken broken i literally just had the thought that im looking forward to hearing the christmas music this year. girl its january 2nd go see a neurologist

[pup-pee]

i just i jist i justi just i just i jsut i just ji jstu kji just i just

“kinda” a redraw of this but not rlly like @ all

[ganondoodle]

i really like tumblr bc despite its reputation i get way less annoying people being clowns on my posts on tiwtter i can mention literally anything i dont like about totk and you bet theres some guy that either gets really salty about me not worshipping the game like a god that can do no wrong or straight up get mad about what they IMAGINED i said

[shuyamino]

WHATS NTR ???

pairing(s) : ✒ ،، vox akuma x reader x mysta rias

content : ✒ ،، NSFW | NTR / cuckholding | reader uses he/him pronouns but afab | use of the word cunt | vox fucks u in front of ur boyfie (mysta) | nicknames used: 'good boy' & 'little one', | praise kink | size difference, sorta, vox is a big boy

notes : ✒ ،، yall remember when mysta said he was into ntr…crazy times. i had to rewind to make sure i heard him right the first time LMAO

minors + ageless blogs dni (u will b blocked) ;; fem-aligned people can interact, just pls dont be weird about it ;; read through content before reading more!

“How does it feel, little one?” Vox asks; the teasing tone is just short of condescending as he pounds into you.

Two thick fingers are pressed against your tongue; both digits are wet with your spit.

The two of you are on your bed – yours and Mysta’s – bed. Your knees digging into the comforter, head held up by Vox’s hand. He wanted you to keep your eyes on Mysta sitting at the edge of the bed while you were mercilessly fucked by his friend. The thought of it makes your heart sting with shame, but, god, does it turn you on.

“You just tightened around me.” He chuckles. 

“C’mon, use your voice.” Vox pulls his fingers away from your tongue, letting you speak freely. Both hands are wrapped around your waist, tugging you back with every thrust. He’s so big. So much bigger than you’re used to. His cock is almost intrusive in the way it drags against your walls. You can feel him stretching you with every thrust. 

You can feel Vox begin to slow. A whine slips past your throat as he slows to a grind. Pleasure thrummed through your body – just not enough to reach the edge. You shift your hips to try and chase the high, but he easily holds you in place.

“Be a good boy and tell Mysta how I feel inside you.”

“Please–” You finally say, more of a babble than anything else. Shame burns your cheeks as you’re forced to look at your boyfriend. His blue eyes watching the two of you intently, hands clenched tight on his sides. His gaze burns your skin as it trails over your spit-soaked lips down to the rest of your body. All the while, his dick strains against his slacks, just as desperate as you. “Want more. ‘S so good – god. Wanna…wanna cum on your dick.”

Vox hums, seeming satisfied with your response. “Good boy.”

He picks back up – the same ruthless pace from earlier. Vox’s hips slam against your ass with a bruising grip around your waist. Something in the way he fucks you makes you feel absolutely gooey inside. Like your mind is melting from the inside out, your mouth is open with high-pitched moans and drool.

Vox was fucking you mindless in front of Mysta, and you were all getting off on it.

“‘S so good. So, so, good…” The words escape your lips before you can help it, slurred together as Vox fucks you dumb.

Your eyes lock with Mysta, who’s shifting in his seat now. He still hasn’t moved from his spot, jaw slack, transfixed by the scene before him. 

Tension builds up in your core as your moans grow higher in pitch.

“Are you about to cum, little one?” Vox asks as he pistons into you. It’s unfair just how unaffected Vox sounded even as you tighten around him. The muscle in your thighs aches as you struggle to stay up. Before your hands give out from under you, Vox anchors you upwards. His hand wrapped around the column of your throat – not choking, but with a firm grip as he pulled you back against his chest. “Why don’t you tell Mysta who’s about to make you cum?”

“Vox…Vox is–” You choke out, willing to do just about anything to cum. Vox hums, his fingers tightening slightly around your throat as he does so.

“Tell me – can Mysta make you feel this good?”

Your hips buck as pleasure numbs your whole body in return. You shake your head before you can help it, eyes rolling back as he snapped his hips forward. “Answer me.”

“N-No!” You finally answer. “Only you – please, let me cum, please, please–”

“Should we let him cum, Mysta? Has he been a good boy?”

An audible gulp from Mysta before he licks his lips. “Y-Yeah. Let him. Wanna see it. Wanna see you two…”

That was enough to push you over the edge as you cum around Vox’s cock.

Vox groans as he cums in you. Thick and hot – filling up every inch of your cunt. You keen at the sensation, hands clenched tight as he finishes fucking his load into you. His face is pressed against the crook of your neck, lips whispering soft praises at how well you’d done for him. Vox keeps you upright as you come down from your high, body still trembling from how hard you came.

Your eyes slipped close, and you were about to fall asleep had Vox not clicked his tongue. You open your eyes, vision still dazed. Your eyes land on Mysta – hands still clenched to his sides with his cheeks bright red, absolutely disheveled. 

“Aw, look at ‘im.” Vox coos with the same saccharine, condescending tone as he used with you. A dark chuckle rumbles through his throat, pleasantly vibrating against your back. “Did you cum without touching yourself, Mysta?”

[undefeatablesin]

Please enjoy some Rare In Game Screenshots of Ruza's Newest Look because I finally remembered that I could in fact take screenshots lmao ✨

[last-flight-of-fancy]

hey, hey, quick internet fandom ettiquete lesson; X has two hands jokes only vibe if you are talking to someone who is ALSO already talking about how X has two hands. Okay? Okay. It is in fact very rude to go onto other people’s posts where only one set of hands is involved to evangalise about two hands. When seeing ship art/fic of only half your ot3, it is proper ettiquete to simply enjoy the art/fic as it is, and if so inspired create/commission/seek out the ot3 content of your choice. This has been your quick internet fandom lesson, thank you for your time.

[darkwood-sleddog]

god the way some dutchie/malinois people talk about their dogs is exhausting. not for me fam. not. for. me.

[dread-knight]

I get it’s like a major plot point but I never understood like. The logic behind the springlock suits in Fnaf btw…. If you wanted an employee to be able to wear a suit just…. Make a non animatronic mascot costume? Even with limited animatronics in the suit’s external eyes and eyebrows for expression and whatnot! Just… it seems very odd a choice to me to like. Make people wear an animatronic suit especially since it’s known in-universe how dangerous they are. I said it to friends but the defunctland episode for Freddy fazbears pizzeria would go crazy

[livejournallegacy]

It's been eight bitter years since I've been seeing your face Gerard Way performing in Sydney - 28 Feb 2015 || 19 Mar 2023

[rohavon]

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[robocops-a-christ-allegory]

CURRENT NUMBER of THUMBNAILED DEATH VALLEY PAGES is 59. CURRENT NUMBER of FINISHED DEATH VALLEY PAGES is 14. CURRENTLY AT 73 PAGES TOTAL.

[abyssa111]

next person to say shit like "you need some meat on your bones" I will look them dead in the eye and tell them they need to lose some meat on their bones. Since I NEED meat on my bones SO BAD, i will literally harvest the meat off their bones and put it on mine.

[eirian]

ok i watched the autistic mystic's january reading for pisces and im normal now :)

[that-was-anticlimactic]

universe of constant spinning, every end a new beginning

“So, do you have an umbrella? That was like, your thing, right? At Claw?”

Ah—not again! He can’t keep zoning out while talking to people—especially his boss.

But… why was Reigen still here? It was late and he always got to work early. It wasn’t his job to stay and coddle his employees. “I—uh—no,” he stuttered, fingers twisting anxiously. “Mine was, uh, "is” broken, sir.”

‘Broken’ was a mild way to put it. More like it got destroyed.

[or, reigen gives serizawa an umbrella]

☔️2,651 words | serirei☔️

[iguessitsjustme]

I am very tired of being ill

[videostak]

got my license today yayy tho i feel p empty inside and not v celebratory abt it ngl. im sure ill feel yay yippie happy in a bit tho i mean insane to think my practicing driving saga is over! tho im gonna have to pick up my sister later so i think once after that ill be able to rly chill. im gonna have a celebratory coke in a bit ^_^