#!🧢���
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Michael Yerger | via instagram
7K notes
·
View notes
Text
A veces sí me arrepiento de lo que he hecho con mi vida en estos últimos años.
-Galimatías🥀
#frases#notas#citas#9:11#versos#letras#poemas#poesia#textos#textos cortos#notas de amor#citas de desamor#pensamiento#desahogo#sentimientos#palabra#salud mental#cansada#noche de insomnio#soledad#frases tristes#arte#amor#dolor#frases en español#español#tumblr en español#noviembre2024#🧢🥀#galimatias
919 notes
·
View notes
Text
tell me why they hit the I.... I.... JKLMNOP
#friends invited me to an ass oclock friday showing & we were the only ones there. very glad bc we were embarrassing 💔#tfw ur all unemployed lalalalala 🧢 🍭 LMFAO#sonic movie 3#sonadow#sonic movie 3 spoilers#sonic movie spoilers#sonic 3 spoilers#sth#heliiart
561 notes
·
View notes
Text
Ghost doing this thing where he gets nightmares and his first instinct is to go check on his team (siblings, family, yk the drill)
(doing ghostsoap, Nik x Price, & gaz x roach for this one)
Johnny is first.
He’s usually found in the Lieutenants bed, sprawled across his chest.
Ghost lays there and makes sure he’s breathing.
Gary is next.
He can be found either in the common room, squished behind the couch somewhere, or in Gaz’s bed.
Gaz is next.
He sleeps like the dead, so Ghost has stopped knocking on his door.
He just opens it quietly and watches him breathe for a minute.
Gary’s usually there, squished between Gaz and the mattress.
Gary likes to be squished.
Price is last.
not out of him being Ghost’s least favorite, just out of the fact that Ghost can’t actually comprehend something getting price.
Yes, he worries, but it’s not a tangible fear like it is with the sergeants.
Price is usually in his office, working, relaxing, or that one time Nik brought Vodka as a suprise.
Price pretends not to notice Ghost when he peeks in
If Price isn’t in his office then he’s in his room, asleep.
Sometimes Nik is there, sprawled over him in the master chief death pose.
They’re all used to seeing their lieutenant in their doorway for a minute,
nobody says anything.
sometimes johnny goes with ghost if it was really bad
#call of duty#cod#cod mw2#cod headcanons#modern warfare#simon ghost riley#gary roach sanderson#john soap mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#captain john price#ghostsoap#ghoap#soapghost#ghost x soap#soap x ghost#💀🧼#gaz x roach#gazroach#🧢🪳#nikprice#nikolai belinski#cod nikolai#🚁💰#tf 141#badger writes
671 notes
·
View notes
Text
SOOOO so important to me that the most prominent hero of heart in homestuck died by decapitation (multiple times) and the most prominent hero of mind died by being stabbed through the heart
like hi
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
original
#edit: that is NOT the original but i cannot the origin of the non-splatoon meme#homestuck#🧃#bro strider#🧢#i say things#1k#2k
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
‘Für mich ist es wirklich vorbei. Dieser Welpe wird niemals vor seinem Elend davonlaufen,
#emesis blue#tf2#repcnt#cw vent#scout tf2#medic tf2#repcnt irl#fritz ludwig#blu scout#mediscout#blunt trauma#!🧢💊
451 notes
·
View notes
Note
Can you do Jack Hughes clubs and 12
warnings: LOTS of over the clothes stuff, bj, dry humping, comparison of sexual desires to intrusive thoughts (because i could think of no other comparison and that's how it felt to come up with this idea: specifically reader... starts to fuck herself on jack's tip while his boxers are still on), praise, sub!frat!jack, result of a bet, ongoing unlabeled relationship core
wc: 1,146
The bet goes like this: “Whoever gets a better grade on the final gets to handcuff the loser to the bed and do whatever they want (within reason).”
A stakes were completely fair. You and Jack had studied together, you’d gone over every bit of homework together, you’d done almost every project together– except for the one that had made Jack all jealous and finally admit that he wanted to hook up exclusively. Since you had prepared for the exam together, everything was left up to fate. Whoever got the better grade truly deserved it.
You’d opened your computers together to check grades when one of your other friends in the class texted and said they were in. Jack had looked at his grade and grinned, feeling confident. Little did he know, you felt more confident.
“90,” Jack said.
You smiled wide and leaned in close. “93.”
That’s how you got here. That’s how Jack ended up handcuffed on his own bed, clad only in his loose boxers, which do nothing to hide how hard you’ve rendered him.
You’re leaving open-mouthed kisses on his clothed cock, determined to make the front of his boxers entirely wet before you free him and get his dick inside of you. You want to tease him, dangling his favorite things right in front of him– his favorite things being your mouth and your cunt. It’s just an additional shame that Jack’s hands are tied, so he can’t touch your tits.
You’re on stage one, licking his member and getting spit all over him. Jack’s moaning whenever you suck the skin of his shaft, the vibrations from your mouth traveling through his clothes and causing them to rub against his skin.
You get Jack whining before you move onto stage two.
“So desperate, baby,” you tease as you unclasp your bra and free your tits. You hook your fingers in the band of your panties and push them down. “Does it turn you on? To be tied up like this? To be the boy that I fuck to get myself off?”
Jack’s eyes are dark, tracing your every move.
You prompt him again. “Does it?”
He starts to nod. “Yeah,” he says. His eyes dart across your features and across the expanse of your, now naked, body. “So much. I want you so bad.”
A grin creeps across your face. “Good boy,” you praise lowly, crawling up Jack’s body and giving him a kiss before you sit back on his hard-on. Those two words have made their way into your everyday vernacular ever since Jack needed comforting that one day not too long ago– you never want him to forget how good he is.
Once you make contact with his member, Jack pushes his hips up. He grinds his cock against you by accident, his tip brushing against your wet hole and making you jolt.
“Behave,” you scold, placing your palm flat on his stomach and narrowing your eyes at him. “This is about what I want to do, Jack.”
“Sorry,” he apologizes. His bottom lip looks a little more red and a little plumper than usual. He must have been biting it while you drooled all over his length.
You grind down on his bulge, situating his cock so that it runs parallel with your slit. You’re able to make contact with every part of him, feeling the ridge of his tip under your clit and the vein of his shaft– it could just be the seam of his boxers– against your entrance. A shaky gasp leaves your mouth as you roll your hips, alternating between quick and slow passes. You’re teasing yourself, just like you’re teasing Jack, but you’re not ashamed about the whimpers and moans that are falling from your lips.
Jack, however, seems to be trying to keep his own noises under wraps. He doesn’t seem to want to reveal just how affected he is by your touch and your sounds. His fingers are wrapped around the chain of the handcuffs, knuckles turning white as he stares up at you. His cheeks have turned red and you know that he’s close to breaking– close to begging for more.
Which means that it’s time to move to phase three– you’ll remove his boxers and keep his cock in the same spot, parallel with your pussy, and continue to grind against his bare skin until he’s seconds from shooting off.
You rise up on your knees, hovering above Jack’s lap. You can’t help but tease him a little more: “Do you want to take these off, or should I do it for you?” You ask, blinking at Jack with doe eyes. Then, you laugh and tap your head. “Oh, gosh, I’m such a ditz. I totally forgot you’re all tied up. Sorry, J.”
Jack’s hips buck up again at the mention of his bondage– an involuntary response that you file away for later. Again, his tip brushes your entrance, and your lips part at the contact. You look down at his boxers, which are completely messy with your slick and spit. There’s also a pearly bead of precum leaking from Jack’s tip, soaking through the fabric.
You’re not sure where the idea comes from. It seems to appear out of nowhere, filling your mind like an intrusive thought. You swallow, throat tight, then lower yourself down to resume your grinding against his member.
“Or should I take them off at all,” you say, voice feeling far away. You know you’re talking quietly and carefully, not sure if what you’re thinking is– too far. You reach behind yourself and hold the base of Jack’s cock, causing it to stand away from his body.
Jack’s eyes are flying between your eyes and your lips, breaths falling from his lips in uneven pants. The blues are turning a bit glassy, but they’re rapt on you.
You start to trace his tip across your slit, teasing yourself. “I wonder what it would feel like if…” You trail off, your own eyes leaving Jack’s and finding his lips. You lean back against his tip, feeling it breach your hole slightly. The fabric is so wet that you barely feel a difference. “Does it feel different?” You ask, breath hitching. “Fuck, J, I want to– just the tip. Just to see what it feels like. Then I’ll–”
“Take the handcuffs off,” Jack chokes out. His eyes are wild. “Y/N, take ‘em off. I’m going to fucking come inside you through my fucking boxers and I am not doing that without getting my hands on you–”
You cut off his rambling by shoving your hand under the pillow to the right of his head and feeling around for the key. He’s– he’s actually going to let you try it– the least you can do is take off the handcuffs and let him touch you, too.
#puck-luck's 1k celebration#andy writes anything🍄#jack hughes#jack hughes smut#jack hughes fanfiction#jack hughes blurb#jack hughes x reader#jack hughes x you#jack hughes x y/n#jh blurb#jh86#nhl#nhl smut#nhl fanfiction#nhl blurb#hockey smut#hockey blurb#sorry guys#andy's frat multiverse🧢#frat jack!
285 notes
·
View notes
Text
[☀️] — jj maybank || hands/fingers/rings :)
#jj maybank hand/finger appreciation#outer banks#jj maybank#rudy pankow#hands hands hands#hands around my throat#obx#☀️#🧢
489 notes
·
View notes
Text
ㅤㅤi devote this all to you, and what you are. :
lacking(🏚???) and naive(🚼/🍼) and pretentious💳 and potentially morbid. ⚰️
#ㅤㅤㅤ. 🍎🍎 ❀࿐🐶 ⁺ 🦮. 🧢 .. ⁺ . 🐍#haenxn#divider by plutism#new jeans#haerin#newjeans haerin#moodboard#messy moodboard#kpop moodboard#newjeans#aesthetic moodboard#kpop#aesthetic#clean moodboard#random moodboard#indie moodboard#brown messy moodboard#red moodboard#nature moodboard#newjeans moodboard#haerin moodboard#new jeans moodboard#krp#black moodboard#silly moodboard#soft moodboard#alternative moodboard#kpop gg#gg moodboard
291 notes
·
View notes
Text
He's so dumb looking. I adore him
146 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dalton Chandler | via Snapchat
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Se vuelve enfermizo, siempre amar sin ser amado.
-Galimatías🥀
#frases#notas#citas#9:11#versos#letras#poemas#poesia#pensamiento#desahogo#sentimentos#noche#frases de desamor#citas de desamor#salud mental#frases en español#tumblr en español#arte#amor#desamor#diferentes+personas#vidaextra#frases tristes#agosto2024#viernes 2#🧢🥀#galimatias
194 notes
·
View notes
Text
BILL CIPHER IS THE BOJACK HORSEMAN OF GRAVITY FALLS. NO I WILL NOT ELABORATE!
86 notes
·
View notes
Text
Monaco, 2024. By Glenn Dunbar.
239 notes
·
View notes
Text
face cards never decline
#paige bueckers#aubrey griffin#azzi fudd#sassy string#caroline ducharme#uconn wbb#uconn women’s basketball#millie yaps 🧢
83 notes
·
View notes