#marshmallow lips

[doll-elvis]

the urge to squish his cheeks between my hands until his lips pucker 😩

[spadesofspader]

my baby my baby

[h20milk]

i gaze into your sweet eyes, i'm enthralled. i can't look away.

[sdxstudio]

Halloween Pusheen collection of lip balms 🎃☕👻

[honeybeesoap]

marshmallow lip balm ✿ SweetClementineSoaps

[absentmoon]

home sweet my bed

[doll-elvis]

MARTY LACKER: Beginning about ’70, Elvis started wearing tinted glasses night and day. He had reading glasses, but he’d only wear them upstairs where no one could see him.

LAMAR FIKE: I bought the original ones at a gas station for $3.50. Elvis grabbed ’em right off my face. He said, “I want these. Let me have ’em.”

and I’m so glad he did 🥵

(excerpt from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia”)

[leesgirl]

i wish i could inject marshmallow fluff in my lips

[dykeredhood]

Maybe I’ll put together a The Penguin outfit for that costume gala in October, right now the only costume I’m really considering for that event is my forest moon of Endor Princess Leia outfit because my X-wing flight suit & gray Imperial technician jumpsuits don’t fit me right now

[alienelvisobsession]

Those long alien fingers so close to the marshmallow lips…

👽

LORD HAVE MERCY…

Oh, Happy New Year by the way! I got distracted…

[yvetteiswhy]

Kirbytober Day 2! "Partners"

*That one Lion King song plays as Dedede lifts Meta high up into the air*

I like to think that Dedede and Meta Knight would love doing silly shenanigans like this. They both have a penchant for theatrics so the Sworn Partners would likely have a lot of fun being dramatic together! Meanwhile, Kirby, Bandee, the waddle dees, and the rest are just along for the ride.

Bonus close up of Meta and his lil blushies:

He likes to feel tall.

[bandcampsnoop]

11/7/22.

Jon Perkins is a name I bring up every now and then. I owe him a debt of gratitude for reigniting my interest in music. From Beachwood Sparks to Marshmallow Coast to The Microphones...the debt is big.

So, here is "the Glow pt. 2", a record he introduced me to lo these many years ago. I forgot how much I loved The Microphones (Anacortes, Washington) until I listened to it today. I can't tell which issue of the album is up for sale on Bandcamp, but I'm guessing its the 2013 Phil Elverum issue.

Doesn't really matter. This is a timeless records that sounds as fresh today as it did when it was released. Yes, it does have a distinct Flaming Lips influence, but really, the Microphones were in a league of their own.

[bunnyb34r]

Holy shit I got the s'mores chapstick pack for Christmas and the marshmallow one is soooooo good sgdgfghf I wanna eat it

[spirirsstuff]

the only thing keeping me sane knowing that i’ll only get to start watching the pjo series tomorrow is my mug of hot chocolate with blue marshmallows that i have for whatever reason

[doll-elvis]

linda thompson wasn’t exaggerating when she said kissing Elvis was like kissing a marshmallow 🥲

credit to: “elvisgirly” on twitter for the pics

[buckyalpine]

Imagine you get into the holiday spirt with the cutest Christmas sweater, the fluffiest socks and these adorable bells in your hair. You're running around the compound with hot chocolate and cookies, the jingle of your bells ringing with each step. Everyone things its adorable. You're like a little elf, busy in your workshop (the kitchen), surrounded by marshmallows, whipped cream, delivering mugs of creamy sweetness along with homemade gingerbread men.

Everyone finds it so cute.

Everyone except Bucky.

Bucky hates it.

He hates the little tinkle he hears with each footstep you take.

Why?

Because his mind is in the gutter.

Your running around looking all cute and sweet and innocent and all he can think about is how gorgeous those bells would sound as he railed you with his cock.

He decided to stay in his room, hoping a book would calm him down but who was he kidding, his enhanced hearing meant he could hear you scurry around down the hall towards his room, and holy shit, if he could just grab your hair and bend you over-

"Bucky!" You lightly knocked at his door before popping your head in with a cheery smile, holding a mug of hot chocolate topped with marshmallows and plenty of whipped cream. No matter how intimidating Bucky painted himself out to be, you knew the soldier loved all the little extra toppings, especially after you caught him adding extra whipped cream when no one was looking.

"Hey" Bucky's voice came out more strained than intended, hoping to will his erection away which currently throbbed with need.

"I brought you hot chocolate" You stepped into his room, pausing when Bucky's smiled looked more like a grimace as he shifted from his place sitting against the headboard.

"Is-is everything okay?" You ask, padding towards him and he can't even hide the tent in his sweats, setting down the book he was reading to try and cover himself.

"Of course-yeah-thanks y/n" He rasped out as you came over and handed him the mug, your sweet scent of vanilla, sugar and spices only making it harder for him to keep his hands to himself.

"Are you sure you're okay?" You could tell Bucky was tensed, chewing his lip without meeting your eyes which was strange considering he was normally fine around you.

"Wouldn't be able to tell you sweets" Bucky chuckled to himself with a sigh rubbing the back of his neck while you cocked your head to the side, the tiny movement making the bells ring again.

Fuck.

"I don't think you'd want to help with something like this doll"

"Try me"

-

"OH" *jingle* "MY" *jingle* "GOD" You wailed, your bells ringing with each thrust as Bucky's cock slammed into you, his hands squeezing your hips as he fucked you from behind. He had you on your hands and knees after tearing your clothes of, loving the needy little whimper you let out after you caught a glimpse of his rock hard cock pressing against his sweats.

"That's it baby, that's it, sound so pretty with those cute little bells in your hair" Bucky groaned, biting his lip to keep his voice down as he fucked you harder, pushing his cock in as deep as it would go, "Look at how you're taking all of me baby, taking my big dick so well, such a good. Girl"

"More, want-more" you hiccupped, tears from pleasure streaking down your face, squealing when Bucky's hand spanked your ass before pulling out and manhandling you till you were on top. You whined, your lips pulled into a pout, all naked on top of the soldier except for the bells in your hair, your needy pussy clamping down on him. You pawed at his hand, tugging it to where you needed him most, moaning when he used his thumb to rub your clit, smirking at your fucked out state.

"Aww babygirl, are you too cockdrunk to fuck yourself on my dick" Bucky cooed as you squirmed on top of him, sloppily grinding yourself, your greedy cunt begging for anything he'd give you. You

"Fuck you're such a little slut" Bucky gritted out as he planted his feet against the mattress and started to fuck up into you, your boobs bouncing in his face matching the dainty rings every time he thrusted his hips up. "Want you under that goddamn tree and nothing else baby, gonna fuck you on every surface of his place"

Bucky could only take so much, his balls pulling tight to his body, cum desperate to blow and paint your walls, your pleasure contorted face all just for him.

"Walking around with these fuckin' bells, making my cock so hard, lookit how pretty you sound now baby, fuck y/n, m'gonna cum!"

"C-cum in me Bucky" You cried out, sobbing in pleasure as your orgasm ripped through you, collapsing against his chest as he fucked you through your high.

"That's it baby, milk my cock, that's what I want for Christmas, wanna empty my balls in you, fuck-oh fuck-milk it baby, shitt!" Bucky bit down on your shoulder to muffle his loud moans, shoving his dick in as far as it would go as he started to throb ropes of his spend into you.

That was round 1.

-

"You look like you've seen a ghost" Tony snorted as he saw Sam and Steve enter the living room, the captain's face pale in shock while Sam couldn't stop grinning. "What happened. We're gonna start the movie soon, where's metal man and y/n"

Steve went beet red while Sam cackled, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Making their own rendition of Jingle Bells"

Anyway, I'm sorry for giving you debauched instead of wholesome plots, MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMALS (the filthy part is for me @ myself)