Me: "hey game developers, especially AAA ones, are getting laid off en-mass and it's awful for our industry"
Gamer: "well I only play INDIE games and the problem with AAA games is they are creatively bankrupt"
Me, slamming my fists on the table like a baby: "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THIS IS ABOUT A BUSINESS PROBLEM PERPETUATED BY CAPITALISM NOT A STATEMENT ON CREATIVE DECISION MAKING"
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rick sometimes reminds me of a hormonal teenage girl (i say this as someone who was once a hormonal teenage girl)
like tell me this isn’t every 15 year old
a lot of people: hey!! we love new characters, but we actually don’t want jason’s pov right now, we want per-
rick: FINE THEN HE’ll JUST DIE
us:
us: um? that’s not-
rick: *storms away*
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listening to the commentary on code breaker and jeff davis likens stiles to sam to scott’s frodo and he still made the movie. scott and stiles were the beating heart and soul of teen wolf and without it you really miss a large part of what carried it through.
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🪽; ellie williams sometimes lets her adrenaline take over
18+ | nsfw | mdni
cw dirty talk, wall fucking, toys (strap-on)
“fuckin’ needed this,” ellie rasps, her breaths leaving her lips in heavy sighs as she focuses all her energy into holding you up against the scratchy wall. you can feel your back knocking against the hard architecture of the building you two found yourselves in, but you’re already so dumb and drunk on ellie’s cock you pay no mind to it.
your legs are locked tight around ellie’s waist with your hands on her shoulders, and her hands are supporting your weight as she fucks up into you hard. her words are so filthy, her thrusts powerful — it’s honestly impressive how she hasn’t run out of stamina.
“needed to fuck you like this,” she tells you, voice breathless and deep. “can barely have any time to ourselves. just had to have you. felt as if i’d die if i didn’t fuck this pussy right away,”
from an outsider’s perspective, it’s almost silly to have a strap-on harness and a five-inch silicone dick in a backpack full of essential items for survival. a spread of knives and guns right next to a sex toy. but in moments like these, where the two of you can be semi-normal in a world that’s abnormal — so shamelessly dirty and horny and perverted — it just feels right.
“look at’chu, pretty girl,” ellie coos, admiring the way in which your eyebrows draw tightly together and your lips part to elicit filthy, melodic moans. “such a shame no one’s around to hear how good i’m fucking you, huh? you’d like that; letting everyone know how much of a little slut you are for me? c’mon, say it. say you’re a little slut,”
it takes extra effort, but you manage to babble something along the lines of calling yourself a slut. you had to admit it to yourself — you sounded dumb and completely fucked out. but judging by the way ellie grins at you, your answer is more than sufficient.
she fucks you deep until you’re cumming all over her cock, eyes going glassy as they roll back into your head. you can barely comprehend the filth pouring from ellie’s lips.
“that’s it, baby. cum all over this cock for me. such a good girl, taking me so well. fuck,”
and then she kisses you, prolonging this bout of normalcy until the next time you two find yourselves running for your lives.
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