#I mean my jaw fucking DROPPED

[wildelydawn]

https://www.tumblr.com/wildelydawn/760475696266149888/i-pitched-this-angsty-jude-and-gavi-fic-idea-to-my?source=share it's just gavi's way of showing love lmao. no but all the content that el clásico left always kills me, gavi would have been basically apologizing after having committed some very hard foul lmao. he had the task of marking jude and not letting him breathe, which he was doing pretty well until the second half when some changes were made that didn't help him. conclusion: jude turned the game around and madrid ended up winning. and gavi literally ended up crying. sensitive boy 😭

I feel compelled to tell you that this was the IG reel I was obsessively watching and not just for the editing and how funny it is, but because the way Gavi dove head first towards the ball. That got me SO fucking interested in his style of play. And I ended up actually seeing that clip you're talking about, with Gavi crying, and that's sort of what inspired the new fic idea I have! I mean I haven't seen him play in real time, obviously with his injury and me only seriously watching since last year, but it's very clear that he takes the crest seriously and that he brings a certain passion and dedication to the game that's pretty raw and unrestrained. Being that passionate in anything will get someone emotional, so I get why he cried after losing. I think it's admirable, especially in a world (football or otherwise) in which people (and perhaps particularly men) are so often injured/mentally unwell and told to cope on their own. I can't wait for him to start playing again!

[vbrosclips]

s5e4 - Spanakopita

[i-ideate]

these bitches gay good for them good for them

[chiquitin-o]

what i like about the aphmau community, specifically mcd fans, is that we most likely watched her series when we were young. now that we’re older, we have the ability to create ourselves and make pretty fuckin’ sick things too

[crsssie]

for all time/lovebrush chronicles boys responding to "kiss me for ten or the hottest girl ever for a thousand?"

word count: 648

summary: lovebrush boys responding to who they would kiss

Ai Yin / Ayn

"Ayn." You tug on his sleeve from the ground as he takes a break from practice. "Hm?" He blinks down at you, fingers reaching for your hand as you speak up. "Would you rather kiss me for ten dollars or the hottest girl in the world for a thousand?" Ayn's heard this one from Tiktok, but he doesn't respond, opting to blink at you blankly again. "Would you—" "Does that mean I can kiss you for a thousand?" You blink at him blankly, words registering in your head before the embarrassment explodes on your cheeks and you hide your face from him. "Ayn!" "So can I?" You don't give him an answer, opting to hide your face until you're sure the flush is gone.

Lu Chen / Alkaid

"Alkaid." You brush your fingers over his as the two of you sit in the park. "Yes?" "Would you rather kiss me for ten dollars or the hottest girl in the world for a thousand?" You tilt your head at him, curious. Alkaid doesn't think, he just answers. "You." Alkaid smiles gently and tilts his head, brushing his fingers over the back of your hand as he hums. "Why would I kiss someone else when I have you?" You grow embarrassed, and he laughs, fingers running through your hair as you hide your face from him, ears on fire. "I'll always pick you." Something about his eyes tells you there's no room for arguement.

Luo Xia / Lars

"Kiss me for ten or the hottest girl in the world for a thousand?" Lars reaches for your face, fingers stringing through your hair as he presses his lips to yours, eyes half-lidded as you tilt your head to give him better access— something he hums in thanks for. Your fingers scrunch the fabric of his shirt, and he pulls away, catching his breath as he stares into your eyes. "Okay, I kissed you, so where's my thousand dollars?" He raises a brow in amusement. "You don't lack that thousand!" You gasp in fake offense. "Yeah, but that can be your pocket money." He hums, resting his chin on your head. "But lucky for you, you're the hottest girl ever to me." You push him away in embarrassment, heart racing in your chest. He's too good at this.

Si Lan / Clarence

"Clarence," You sort through the files in the student council room, breaking the silence between the two of you. "Would you rather kiss me for ten dollars or the hottest girl in the world for a thousand?" Clarence like pretends to think about it, tapping his cheek, and. you blink at him, waiting for his answer. "Okay, who would you kiss if you could kiss any woman in the world?" He laughs when you pout at him before rolling his eyes and telling you "You, obviously." "Then me or the hottest woman in the world?" "You, obviously." He stops with his papers, looking into your eyes with an insane amount of sincerity that makes you look away from embarrassment. "Now get back to work." "Yes, sir!" You fight off the blush creeping up your skin for the rest of the time in the room.

Ye Xuan / Cael

"Cael." You mumble. "Would you rather kiss me for ten dollars or the hottest girl in the world for a thousand?" Cael rests his finger on where he left off in his book, blinks at you, and senses this is some random question you've dragged from Tiktok with a right answer, but he still processes it, unsure as to how to answer. "So? What's your answer?" You step closer to him on the couch, leaning forward to face him with your head tilted as he blinks at you again. "I'm thinking about it." "YOU NEED TO THINK ABOUT IT?!" You gape, puffing your cheeks as you pout. Then, Cael presses his hand to the back of your head, lips pressed to yours gently before releasing you and going back to his book. "There's my answer" He hums. You take two business days to recover from that.

[lemonadehtwooh]

Playing Honkai Star Rail!

WHY IS EVERYONE THROWING MICROAGGRESSIONS AT AVENTURINE, DAMN 😭

[thekidsarentalright]

dont think we talk enough about how insane of a lyric “i think i’ve been going through it and i’ve been putting your name to it” is like. why would he write that. what the fuck

[bonefall]

where’s that little horror piece about kits never growing up in Starclan? because I remember it so vividly but I can’t find it.

The one about Bright Stream?

Weird that it's so hard to find! It's probably because it's got such heavy tags lmao.

I really mean it though like, canon's permakitten system and the idea that Bright Stream is up there, forever taking care of fetus children who were filled by sudden knowledge and yet never grow past that point absolutely horrifies me. Jesus Christ. I don't know how anyone reads that final scene in Path of Stars and isn't filled with itching, white-hot existential dread, man.

Sometimes you just gotta write horror about it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[skunkes]

i know i also already said this but i keep having art ""'realizations""" that read exactly like this post

[hakogyi]

me trying to explain to my friends that harley hartwell and heiji hattori are the same person (and that osaka and alberta are the same place)

[reddfishket]

pvpciv finale spoilers. and parkciv too

is there ANY universe where evbo isn't betrayed oh my God

[alexjcrowley]

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[unheardopinions]

’you talk so much about nearly dying. but you never talk about the fact that you lived.’

‘well, not moving on is worse.’

CAN YOU IMAGINE HEARING THOSE IN THE SPAN OF LIKE. AN HOUR. just after an attempt at making yourself feel better through some incredibly non cathartic revenge????? if i was lucius i literally would’ve dropped dead. how did that man get shot with two awful heartbreaking world breaking statements and just. keep walking around. i would’ve had to lay down and just think on that bc jesus christ. the love of my life and the only guy on board more traumatized than i am shoot me in the heart with an absolutely devastating statement about my well being what the fuck am i supposed to do. propose. apparently

[yappacadaver]

God I still need to finish the inquisitor Yumi playthrough

[werewolfclaws]

this web site likes to remind me that too many only children exist

[satorena]

✧.* BUT I LASTED TEN ROUNDS LIKE A FREAK !?

featuring. g. satoru, f. toji, n. kento, g. suguru, k. choso

warnings. explicit content, foul language, lots of unrealistic expectations (note. title itself), overstimulation (m+f), dickdrunk!reader, dumbification, usage of toys, squirting, spanking, very light spit play, anal, 69 position, breeding kink, unprotected sex, toji’s kinda mean and choso can’t tell the difference between pussy and an asshole. if i forgot anything else my bad !

rena’s note. BUT I LASTED TEN ROUNDS LIKE A FREAK !!! LIKE A G !!!

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔.

“fuh—fuck, oh shit, hah fuck— ‘ts so fuckin’ good!”

you bounced up and down his cock, surface of your palms pressed at the planes of his chest. you enveloped his length entirely, every single inch, in your pulsating pussy, driving the both of you to madness.

it’d been hours, and for whatever was in the air tonight, you both fucked like wild animals. your thighs burned from over-exhaustion, but you were relentless. you were desperate for another orgasm, the slide up and down his inches effortless due to your juices soaking his thighs and his cum from having nutted inside you multiple times prior.

gojo’s firm hands grabbed at your ass, fingers gripping tightly into your soft flesh, grounding you in position so you wouldn’t run. as if you would anyway, tongue lolled out and drool leaking from your rosy tongue and dribbling down his bottom lip.

“that’s it,” he encourages you, a faint smirk at his lips as he guides you down his length. the fucked out look on your face, your dazed eyes crossing to the centre of your face serves a huge ego boost. “my pretty girl—fuckin’ ride this dick baby, ‘s all yours—mmh,”

the sinful sound of your pussy squelching, folds latching at the tip of his dick before ramming yourself down, the lustful melody of your skin slapping against him in addition to the firm spanks of encouragement on your ass, with your high pitched mewls and squealing sounded like divine music to gojo’s ears.

you rocked your hips back and forth, grinding down, went back to bouncing up and down, made circles and figure eight shapes on his length, mindlessly dragging your hips wherever felt fit. you were so far past a point of euphoria you weren’t even sure if liquids could come out of you for the rest of the night.

“eyes here princess,” gojo brings a hand to cup your jaw, forcing your head back down to face him. “pretty pussy’s griping me so tight—fuck,”

your sweaty foreheads press together, and you clock that he knew you were on the brink of yet again another orgasm. cerulean orbs peered deeply into yours, his hips jerking up and meeting your bounces, aiming to bring you to that high as quickly as he can.

“sa—satoru!” you find is the only thing that comes up in your mushed out brain, the new angle of the position having his dick puncture your cervix. you felt so fucking full of him, so drunk on the pleasure that you failed to notice the coiling in your stomach snapping.

he squeezes at your ass cheeks as hard as he can, the painful pleasure obliging you to sit and take his ramming. he fucks into you with intensity, each drag of his cock at your walls sending you into a temporary state of immobility. your muscles tense as you feel yourself wash with yet again another white-blinding orgasm.

your jaw drops and your eyes roll back, throat exhausted while nothing yet everything is said. satoru pumps his creamy cum back into your womb, praising you for taking him in so well, for having a perfect pussy that’ll surely carry his children, all snug and warm for him.

“perfect fuckin’ pussy—mine, all mine, gonna fuck her full of my nut and have you carrying my babies, yeah? ‘s what you want, isn’t it? atta. fuckin’. girl.”

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈.

“whew, would’ya look at that?” toji whistles, barking out a chuckle as he slows his pace, watching your uncontrollably clenching pussy squirt out your juices like a leaking faucet.

the pressure of your squirting is fucking intense, it has your entire body shaking, thighs quaked and the arch that was once on your back rounded. toji can’t help but laugh as tears stream down your damp cheeks, absolutely in love with how greedy your pussy clamped down on his cock.

“daddyyy—fuck!” your nails claw at the damp sheets on the bed, letting your nth orgasm rake throughout your body.

you feel a firm blow at your ass cheeks, the sound echoing in the room and you whine loudly at the stinging pleasure. you feel two big hands grab at your hips, stabilizing your limp body before a hand rises up and pushes your back into that curve.

“nah uh doll,” toji tuts, hips angling at a new position, one that draws a broken mewl from your sore throat. he picks his pace back up, never fully bottoming out, though you wouldn’t even notice with how many inches he packed.

“what’d i tell you?” he reminds you, and you’re too fucked out to answer him as you mumble his name over and over, helplessly taking the stretch of his dick at your gaping cunt.

he slaps your ass harshly again and you cry, fingernails scratching and clawing at the silk material beneath you. your scalp soon stings as he grabs a handful and effortlessly brings you upper body up to meet him.

“answer me when i ask you somethin’ baby,” toji frowns, hot breath fanning the shell of your ear, sending chills of nerves down your spine. “basic fuckin’ manners.”

“suh—sorry, ‘m sorry toji!” you apologize feverishly, and moan in satisfaction when his tongue laps up your drool and tears streaking your ruined yet pretty face.

“tsk, should have you do the work yourself,” toji teases you, releasing the deathly grip on your hair, causing your limp body to flop back to the mattress. as if proof to avoid calling his bluff, he releases his hold on you, opting to cross his arms above his head instead.

“n-no! toji, no, please, said i was sorry—‘m so fucking sorry!” you whine and ramble when you feel the lack of contact on your body, and your gaping cunt suddenly emptying.

you slither your hand between your thighs, grabbing at his girthy cock, pumping it a few times before slipping it with ease back into your welcoming warmth. you moan wantonly, clawing at your sheets as you fuck yourself on his dick, pushing yourself back and forth.

“greedy fuckin’ pussy,” he comments with a chuckle, spitting a glob of saliva down to your cunt, watching it dissipate into the creamy pearly veil of your essence around the base of his shaft.

he collects your slick with his thumb, before slipping his fingertip into your puckering hole, your body jolting at the sudden intrusion.

“trappin’ me inside—shit, want me to fuck you full of my cum, yeah? leave you swollen and leakin’, dontcha, pretty baby?”

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎.

“‘s too much ken—no more, hah, no more kento!”

you whined and begged, fists clenching as your muscles tensed, back arching off the mattress and toes curling while digging your heel at his shoulder blades. the sound of buzzing filled your hearing, the toy vibrating against your swollen clit ruthlessly while nanami fucked your cunt open with two thick fingers.

“mmh, safe word princess, or else i can’t hear you.” he reminds you, the words ghosting off his lips and sinking into your supple flesh, his lips trailing soft and gentle kisses at your inner thighs.

here he was, giving you an out, and despite claiming enough was enough, you didn’t want it to end just there. with your senses heightened, both your sight and touch restrained, the pleasure emitting from in between your thighs buzzed blissfully and tenfolds through your nervous system.

you released the clench of your hands and opted to scratch at the wood of the headboard you were tied to, projecting your want to touch your boyfriend through the clawing.

“i can keep—hnng—going!” you tell him, legs closing in on the sides of his head. you hear him tut disapprovingly, and you immediately fault your mistake, forcing your legs back open.

“there’s my good girl,” his honeyed voice rings through your ear drums, and it admittedly has you dripping even more on his fingers that curled at your insides. “just need one more from you—can you do that for me?”

you nod your head, bottom lip tucked between your teeth, “mmh, yes—yes i can kento!” you can feel your blood circulation cutting off at the areas were you’re bind, the shortage of blood messing with your already weak body.

the toy playing at your bundle of nerves is painful, having overstepped the boundary of comfortableness and stepping into a new territory of foreign, and you had failed to notice when nanami added in a third finger. you were sure with how much you came just on his hands alone, his watch was drenched in your juices.

those big fingers fuck you open, knuckles pressing into your spongy walls and triggering all sorts of pleasurable feelings throughout you, your stomach tightening into a familiar hot feeling, and you know you’re close again.

“kento, baby i—‘m gonna—fuckkk!” you want to card your fingers through his soft hair, tug and pull and release your pleasure onto his scalp.

“let go for me sweetheart, wanna taste your sweet essence,” nanami swaps the toy for his tongue and flicks at your clit. you feel the dam in your gut release at the sudden warmth exhibiting, and you spray him in pathetic squirts of your juices.

your body trembles as it contracts and gives nanami everything you have left to offer. you squeeze his head in your thighs, moaning wildly as his pace with his fingers never falters, urging you to stay in the state of euphoria a bit longer.

he swaps his tongue out for the toy again, and you wail out a broken cry, body at its limit, still stuck between coming down from your orgasm and greedily wanting another one.

he strokes your slit, collecting all your essence as he licks his lips eagerly.

“good job princess. taste so heavenly, i’ve never had anything like it before. i’ve gotta have another sip, will you let me have another taste, my love?”

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔.

“c’mon, focus sweetheart. do that f’me, yeah?”

you nod your head, mouth too full of dick as you opt to bob up and down. your jaw aches, feeling as though it’s being ripped apart. you force your aching wrist to work up and down geto’s cock, stimulating what you fail to get down your throat.

it would’ve been a simple task for you to focus on, had suguru not been feasting on your pussy like a starved man. he spreads your folds open, tonguing at your insides as if he dug for gold, grabbing both your cheeks in his big hands and spreading you open. he never half assed anything, much less pussy eating.

his skin was soaked in your squirt, orgasms came rolling in and out of you as did the occasional pumps of two fingers into your cunt while he ate you out. you would moan in pleasurable pain, the sounds vibrating on his shaft, which would induce him to moan into you, causing you to moan back on him, the cycle this repeating.

you were greedy—you could complain about how it was too much all you wanted, at the end of the day, you would pause on his cock to grind your hips back and forth on his face, the slip from your slick on his cheeks and nose making the grinding easier.

his nose would bump into your clit and you’d shiver from head to toe, the oversensitivity catching up to you. the free hand at your ass cheek would graze at your puckering hole but never dared to slip inside. all these mixes of stimulations had your eyes crossing, mouth gaping wide which made fucking your throat much easier for geto.

“sweetest cunt i’ve ever had,” he groans in between your thighs, bringing his hand to spank at your wet folds, and your arch your back at the stinging pleasure, your toes curling as your body shook.

the slap at your pussy made flicks of your juices land on his face, and so he landed a few more blows while simultaneously jerking his hips up into your mouth, forcing you down on his cock.

it was all too much— it hurt so good, the strikes at your cunt, his tongue lapping your liquids as he scissored your insides for additional pleasure. how was he expecting you to get him to finish for a second time when he was driving you to the brink of yet again another countless orgasm?

“wanna soak in your juices mama,” he speaks, mouth full of cunt, but you still grasp the message. you subconsciously push your hips back into his face, wanting to abide to his request.

“‘m so fuckin thirsty—don’t you dare be selfish with me. cum in my mouth. be the good girl i know you are and share yourself with me—need it, pretty girl.”

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎.

“y’feel so good, fuck—sucking me in, oh shit baby, never wanna stop fucking you! please, need your pussy always!”

he’d finally gotten a feel of sex for the first time, and he was already hooked. his locks matted to his forehead from sweat trickling down his nose and plopping down onto you.

“wait—slow d-down cho’—hngg!” you moan, nails clawing at his back, scraping and marking the pale skin. you felt your body recoil entirely with each sharp thrust he pounded into your worn out pussy, dragging each and every inch of his length in and out.

your knees were bent at your ears, feet dangling by his head as his hips slammed into the back of your thighs, marking the skin red from the brash contact. the springs from your bed resonated loudly in the room, as did the creaking of your headboard, but nothing topped choso’s loud whimpers.

he’s too lost in his own pleasure, he starts to mistaken to stinging and achy feeling in his gut and loins for a sign to keep going, “never wanna stop—shittt, need to fuck this pretty pussy every. fucking. day.”

you’ve given up on convincing him otherwise, focusing instead on the rise and fall of his hips digging into yours, stretching your pussy open to fit him inside. you creamed around his dick, your essence resting at the hairs on his pubic area, giving him easy access to slide in and out of you.

his arms wrapped around you tightly, refusing to let you out of his grip, one arm beneath your back and holding you from there and the other wrapping around your shoulders. you were stuck in his embrace, bodies moulding into one as you were split open by a fucked out first timer.

in his excitement, he slips out and wastes no time to grab his base and shove it back into a warm tightness, failing to acknowledge your sudden gasp. his mind is clouded with sex, and if he didn’t know better, you were suddenly much fucking tighter, and shit that drove him on edge.

your arms tighten behind his back as you adapt to the sudden intrusion from an area you hadn’t yet explored. “cho—baby wait—mmhm, fuck, that’s my—!”

“‘m gonna cum—fuck y/n, tell me you’re close too. shit, need to fill you up with my cum, please!” the man seals his lips onto yours, panting and begging for this next orgasm, shifting all of his body weight into the hole that keeps greedily latching onto him.

your eyes water as they stream tears down your cheeks. it’s a new and painful sensation, but simultaneously a pleasurable one, and your body granted you the opportunity of yet again another orgasm from the different stimulation. “hah—gonna cum!—make me cum, choso!”

you spray yourself all over, your pussy clenching around absolutely nothing as your ass gets rammed into and fucked like a pro. choso groans and whines against your lips, brows furrowed at the centre of his forehead as he empties himself into your warmth.

“fuck yes—take it all baby, ‘s all yours—need you to milk me and take it all in—your pussy’s the best, i swear to everythin’, shit!”

i am SO tired.