#AHHH AHHH?????

[lynn-tged-posting]

in my efforts to finally see whats been going on in the tged tag lately i think i scrolled onto spoilers BUT ITS OKAY ITS OKAY I DONT KNOW THE CONTEXT ITS FINE ITS FINE ITS FINE

[goxjo]

⟢ ┈ Thinking about satoru finding out your ex never made you cum, so he records an audio of you whining, screaming through your orgasms… and sends it to your ex.

+ cw. consensual recording, prone bone, squirting, MDNI

You pant through the first 10 seconds, whimpering breathy little pleas for Satoru to pick up the pace- to keep going, to go “harder, harder, harder, just like that baby, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

The next few minutes, Satoru is gracious enough to narrate how he fucks you in every detail- keen on painting the lewdest picture of you for your ex to visualize. Satoru is a menace. It absolutely has to be vivid or he won’t feel satisfied.

Satoru chuckles, describing how tight you’re clenching around his cock, “so fucking tight.” He describes how he’s got you laying down flat on the bed, gripping the sheets, ass perked with your legs locked tight between his, all while he hisses and groans with every slam of his hips against your ass.

He’s so considerate of your ex, he makes sure his phone is close to his hips so your ex gets to hear even the squelch of your pussy with how wet you’ve gotten- and keep getting- till you’re practically creaming on his cock.

And the cherry on top, he ruthlessly quickens his pace, fucking you so deep his balls slam on your ass, your voice shakes in sync with every second he rocks your body, whining incoherent spurs of how good his cock fucks your pussy, “ahhh!!!” In the end it’s all screams from you, harmonizing with Satoru’s muttering of how insanely pretty you look. He’s grateful his phone was able to record even the slosh of your juices.

After Satoru hits send, he doesn’t stop there and follows with a text that says: “Sorry she’s faked it with you for the longest time, just thought you should hear the real one.”

[happyheidi]

𝖠𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗆

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: NICKNAME: PRONOUNCED ARRON DMV: THREATENING (NAME ISNT AARON) Verdict: ACCEPTED

[headspace-hotel]

They did it??? They actually fucking did it???

THIS IS AMAZING

[thunderandsage]

the juxtaposition of falin’s eyes being drawn as “closed” when she was her own separate individual and her eyes being open when she’s being subsumed by the curse placed on the soul and flesh of the dragon and out of control of her actions

[savaralyn2]

[pangur-and-grim]

here we have the THREE vital cat emotions!

joy and pleasure

grim acceptance of reality

weeping

there are available as enamel pins at greerstothers.shop

[watchforstars]

🎶 Looks like you could use some help

From the big boss of Hell himself! 🔥

(Five stars! Flawless! Greater than great!⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️)| Hazbin Hotel Ep.8

I’m weak…I love a daddy/daughter dynamic

[inkskinned]

it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.

anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."

just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.

i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.

when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.

but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.

i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?

most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.

now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.

and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.

go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.

[chocum]

soft morning sex with ken.

he’s just so raw and warm. kissing you so sweetly, so gently, as if you’ll break and crack and crumble if he applies too much pressure. holding and handling you like the precious thing you are.

trailing down the ridge of your neck to your chest and he’s cupping your tits, taking his time with each one because moments like this with you always seem to move too fast. suckling them before coming off with a low pop, his smile lazy, gradually tugging at the corners of his swollen lips.

kisses down your tummy, petting your clit, “baby so wet and needy for me” he purrs, groggily, and it sounds like rich dark chocolate, melting and dripping down your throat. “did you dream about me or somethin?” as if he hasn’t been toying and teasing your body the way he knows you, his wife, loves.

you roll your eyes, “no”, but you’re smiling too. running fingers through his mused bed-head because he’s just so handsome. the sun peaking through lacy curtains and hitting against the sharpness of his features. needy first thing in the morning, licking up and down your sloppy pussy, before letting his tongue prod and dip into your sticky walls. he loves the way you taste. tastes like his. closing his eyes, leaning, resting against the fat of your thigh like a pillow to just eat his fill.

he thinks you sound so cute in the morning. husky yet still soft to him, especially when you whine out his name, your body curving, tangled in the smooth sheets as you come undone on his tongue.

pulls out his cock to just rut into you softly, cups your face, staring into your pretty eyes, his browning irises, pupils dilating as they stare into yours. leaning down, he kisses the warm bridge of your nose, your forehead, then lips. pressing his against yours, kissing you so slow likes he’s trying to taste each and every individual bud on your tongue.

“look so damn pretty like this, my love, feel so good. you always make me feel so good”

praises fall from his mouth, his breath hot, so close to your face. so intimate, refusing to pull back, to rid himself of your warmth because he swears he’ll die without it.

“ba- baby, i’m so close” honey coated grunts trapped against your lips, breathed into your very core as his strokes grow messy, losing rhythm before he’s emptying himself into you. decorating your walls and filling you up how he likes. how you like.

he just loves being able to wake up by your side.

[theodysseyofhomer]

spare thought for the enslaved shepherds in greek mythology/tragedy who rescue the exposed doom babies... sometimes they know why the baby was left to die, sometimes they don't. they just — it's a baby. no one else wants it. you can't leave it here. what harm could it do. it's a baby. you want it to live. it's a baby

[pebblume]

boss caught me doodling chilchuck at work today and started teasing me about drawing my bOYFRIEND ARGKSJFKD KILL ME. anywho here’s chilshi visiting the cafe i work at

[linkeduniverse]

The Legend of Zelda Echoes of Wisdom

I knew the princess of Legend was just as impressive as her hero but now she gets her own little game! And I love that they're giving Zelda a completely different gameplay experience than Link.

I love seeing the different characters and monsters in this art style. Did you see that little Lizalfos!?! Did you see the 2 Zora designs! Everything looks so cute!!!

That little fairy Tri is obviously referencing the Triforce in some way but I find the Green tint on it suspicious… (never overlook the companion characters in Zelda)

[tierras]

vintage 14k gold four-leaf clover charm with a black pearl center. each part of the clover has a cutout adding up to the message, "4 get me not"

[sunsestart]

Doomed siblings

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