#/GUNSHOT

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

am still not fully in the itoshi brother pit but. i feel very strongly that i want to see rin cry + want sae to see me cry ……… is this anything …………….

[ash-and-starlight]

taking the crumbs of venetian agna qel’a chewing biting gnashing on them until there aren’t even bones left and then spitting out. carnevale northern water tribe style

[simonbrain]

sitting at the bar with your bestie and jokingly saying, "i wish that was me," when she spews about how her man made her come so many times the other night they almost hit double digits. you doubt anyone is paying attention to the two of you gossiping and giggling like fools, and you share that you haven't been laid in a while.

"it's been eight months, actually." you pout, slapping her arm when she gawks and splutters something about finding you someone to shag in the back alley right away.

if only you noticed the guy with the fuckass mohawk sitting on the other side of you, intently eavesdropping on your personal conversation. he likes your friend's idea; surely you'll let him pull a few orgasms out of you outside before he fingerbangs you in the car on the way home and finally finishes you in his bed.

ten's a big number to aim for, but johnny's nothing if not utterly determined to ruin the pretty girl who's had him rock hard since she walked in.

[yooo-lets-go]

how’s roach holding up

The COUNTRY, Sanderson

[caliburn-the-sword]

"hur hur gabe wasn't as abusive as he was in the books" people can all shut up. percy's jaw TREMBLED when ares yelled at him, which had nothing at all to do with his god status - percy backtalks gods just fine. he had trauma response to ares yelling. ares didn't so much as lift a finger. that goes to speak volumes about what percy was experiencing at home

[magicomens]

Someone's finally connecting the dots

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[seth-whumps]

hey. you're doing great :) I think that blorbo of yours should be shot in an alleyway with no one around, terrified and alone, and forced to struggle back to their home base trailing blood along the concrete behind them, and collapse in a shocked caretaker's arms, though. that's just my opinion. keep thrivin :)

[artemis-pendragon]

Seeing Nov 5th trending five goddamn days before the day itself is the Tumblr equivalent of hearing Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas come on at the grocery store at 12am sharp on November 1st

[warlenys]

they’re insufferable

[we-die-in-the-barn]

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

POLY SATOSUGU X READER 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

REAL ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[oblique-lane]

Pale

[franzkafkagf]

the red string ties you to someone, whether you want them or not. you can pull on it, you can try to cut it it, but it never breaks.

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[gutsby]

old!Joel who regrets not getting a vasectomy before the outbreak because there’s nothing in the world he would enjoy more than pumping you full of his cum every night

old!Joel who has to remind himself, constantly, how careful he needs to be when fucking you because you’re at peak fertility, and he can’t afford to be a father at 59

old!Joel who gets teased to no end—practically begged when he’s balls deep inside you—to ‘just try it once, please, bet it’d feel so nice going inside me, daddy’

old!Joel who knows better than this, who already sees the uneasy looks whenever he walks the streets of Jackson with you and how much worse those looks are bound to get with the swell of a belly under your dress

old!Joel who grits his teeth and pants out ‘alright, fine,’ and grips your hips tighter, thinking they could stare as much as they liked—he was getting you pregnant tonight

[porkcutletbowl44]

WAIT WAIT LISTEN (nsfw btw)

What if ghost is disguised as a loser?

You would think he's a complete beginner like the rest of the team does. He doesn't ever talk to anyone, he avoids people like the plague and literally tells random people to fuck off no matter who they are he's just trying to mind his business with his two fingers of bourbon.

No one has ever seen him leave with a woman on his arm.

Jokingly—in all seriousness— you did ask him out to hook up, fully thinking you were his first, you were gonna give him the ride of his life even if he was a two pump chump and called quits his first orgasm by a real vagina.

And nobody would know, he's secretive enough on the clock and nobody has a clue what he does away from military work, so this would be your dirty secret; your little dream coming to life.

Only to your shock, he fucks you like he's trying to leave a imprint of your body into the mattress. Girthy cock dragging perfectly against all the right places, spearing through you over and over having your tongue brain dead.

Before you can even ask who the fuck are you and what have you done with ghost— he pulls out mid fuck to bury his face in your ass with massive globs on spit on his tongue, shaking your cheeks in his face like some kind of fucking porn star as he eats both from the back like an animal.

You're at a loss, and immensely (disappointed? Bewildered?) pleased that you just scored a night with a man of your dreams and he's apparently secretly good with your body for some reason... (And no, he does not let you leave. At all. You ain't leaving his flat and that's final.) ((Also congrats no one else will let him be as nasty as he is so he's definitely not letting go you're getting married next week you gotta match his freak))