#Modern Hate

[gothmusiclatinamerica]

"It Follows" by Mexicali, Mexico-based dark post-punk and gothic punk act Silent off of their 2021 album Modern Hate

[nugothrhythms]

"Hands on the Wall" by Mexicali, Mexico-based dark post-punk and gothic punk act Silent off of their 2021 album Modern Hate

[pokemonblack3white3]

Legends arceus but it takes place around the same time as platinum

[frances-kafka]

Here's an example of some of that shifting frame I'm talking about, as we truly enter the 21st, and leave behind the 20th Century. This is actually a really normal interaction that you see in 20th century media. Most people my age and older understand it as completely normal and it is not seen as autistic.

I have had to reassure any number of people that asking for the same beverage two visits in a row, and or being a regular at a specific restaurant, is not weird.

Maybe it is weird now. I don't know.

But it would not have been considered weird at ANY point during the majority of my lifetime. You will see this kind of an interaction in a majority of 20th century sitcoms. Probably even later ones. But I suspect that the people the most worried about this, are not in the media consumption silo that would show this. Sitcoms will show this, but lots of the most socially anxious people do not watch sitcoms. (I've noticed this for ages.)

"The Usual" is actually NOT an inconvenience to shopkeepers.

[temeyes]

white noise (bonus under the cut!)

Gaz, who's on the other side of the world:

[starzshark]

other goth family comics: :D :P

[keobrt]

Au where Shen yuan who was oblivious to his dog actually being a big ( sexy) demon man until one day luo binghe accidentally reveals himself

[gothmusiclatinamerica]

"Trust No God" by Mexicali, Mexico-based dark post-punk and gothic punk act Silent off of their 2021 album Modern Hate

[tubesock86]

hey remember these guys?

[konigsblog]

How Loser!König behaves once he gets his grimey hands on Bimbo!Reader.💄 (🌽 link)

König had reached his wit's end. He was pushed beyond his limits, sick and tired of your constant teasing and mocking. He despised the way you'd taunt him, calling him pathetic for not losing his virginity, for being so prudish and socially anxious. You took pity on the freakish loser who clearly fawned over you. He'd generously help you study with the promise that you'd jerk him off. I mean, König would accept anything. But, from a girl like you? How can he reject your kind offer? You were practically doing charity work.

You'd promise to make out with him afterwards, to suck him off and wrap those pretty, glossy lips around his meaty, girthy cock. You'd show him a great time, reapplying your lip gloss before skipping off with a playful grin on your face, leaving König with a growing, leaking, and straining boner and a creamy and sticky mess left along his t-shirt. He couldn't resist you. You were a temptation, an irresistible one at that. He'd catch himself fantasising about losing his virginity to you, distracting himself from his work. Fuck, look what you've done to him, Maus.

He attempted to hold himself back. But, it wouldn't take long for König to break, to lose control. He'd plead with you for hours on his knees in front of you, his face buried in your plush, soft thighs. He begged to lose his virginity to you, to feel your slick cunt around his inexperienced cock. He was tired of catching you toying with other men, losers similar to himself. He wanted you. He just wanted you to love him.

“Bitte, Mein herz,” König began, his eyebrows downturned and furrowed together, a frown visible on his face, “You know what you’re doing to me. Just one time, I need it.”

And how could you ignore the sight of König's gleaming and shining eyes, the way they glimmered in the dim light? You sighed, pushing his head from your lap to slide your panties off, rolling your eyes at his depravity. You wore a thin lace thong, stuffing König's mouth with the worn underwear while he rolled and rubbed his creamy head against your dripping slit. Collecting your sweet juices, he used it as lube, allowing himself to slowly ease inside while breathing in your expensive perfume — the one he'd purchased for you, an attempt to win you over.

König couldn't control himself. Each deep thrust sent a wave of euphoria through the sick pervert. He growled and grumbled, an animalistic and depraved noise emitting from him. He worked until his legs were trembling, until he could feel his core tightening and his shaft pulsating inside your wet, warm heat. He'd fill you, leave an ache on your rear from the impact of his heavy balls colliding with your supple ass. He'd work until his thick load was spilling from you and you were unable to catch your breath, ‘til mascara was running down your cheeks, and you were moaning his name through breathlessness and helplessness.

[astrxsee]

you always said nothing would come of it…

that’s until john’s cock is pounding into you from behind, mercilessly. his strong arm wrapped around your middle with his weight draped over you.

‘been needing to fuck you for so long, sweetheart’

his lips trailed kisses over your back, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. his other hand held himself up as he relentlessly sunk in and out of your dripping pussy.

‘i knew it was gonna be warm and tight, but doll, i was not expecting this’

he throws his head back as you let out a long whiny, moan. his pace quickens as he grabs your hips and forces you back on his cock. deep grunts leave his lips as your eyes roll into the back of your head, the tip of his cock touching as deep as it could go.

‘wanna fill you up, wanna give you more of my kids. i know you’d make such a good mother, babygirl.’

john would be lying to himself if he said he’d rather fuck his wife than his precious girl. he knew it was wrong but you were everything he wanted, how could he hold himself back.

john price always gets what he wants.

[temeyes]

POV: you're an enemy goon in MW2022's wetwork level (based on this post LOL)

[shadow0-1]

Love on the battlefield

[jayadwal]

[1v31182m5]

Commission I did for @vibee2001 💞💞

[littlelovelunette]

never requested before, but could we get vi’s reaction to reader getting a tattoo of vi’s name on her lower back??? really smutty. love your work by the way.

Pretty Back Tattoo

Contains smut, mild somno, strap

You had no idea what sort of decision it was to have gotten Vi's name as your first ever tattoo. Not to mention, the ink was etched on your back.

You weren't exactly thinking with your head when you got the tattoo, you were thinking with your cunt.

The only thing stuck in your head was, "She'd see it everytime she thrusted in me from behind."

But you didn't stop to think if Vi would get addicted to the mere sight of the tattoo which she did.

"No good morning?" You questioned groggily when you felt Vi forcing you onto your hands and knees, "Dang it, I was having a good dream too."

"I can make it better than your stupid dream," Vi said hastily pulling your shorts and panties down, "Fuck, doll, you're wet," Vi's fingers scooped up some of your arousal to taste, moaning at the taste of your needy pussy.

"Promise me waffles for breakfast later?" You asked, hugging a pillow to anchor yourself to consciousness, you couldn't fall asleep during sex, that was the last thing you wanted to do.

"Mhm," Vi grunted, sticking her strap deep inside your pussy earning a strained moan from you, "Fuck, should've seen the way your tat was showing through this slutty see-through top you bought," Vi said as her toy disappeared all the way inside your hole.

Sleep-drunkenly you replied, "It is an expensive top..."

Vi moaned in your ear before landing a small bite on your shoulder causing your eyes to snap open, rolling back feeling the huge toy sinking deeper in you when Vi leaned in.

Her rough, calloused fingers traced over the ink etched on your lower back, a sign of possession, her territory finally marked. Her name on your skin.

"I'm buying you so many crop tops," Vi let out a rather submissive moan when she felt the strap's other end hit her clit causing her to see stars, "Fuck," she cursed.

Vi's thrusts got sloppier with time, your eyelids starting to get droopy as sleep took over your body which was already accepting defeat at the hands of your horny girlfriend.

"I'm so close..." you mumbled in a sleepy tone only urging Vi on further to bring you to the edge, with one last thrust you came on the dildo, your body tensing and eyes closing in bliss.

Vi held a pause as she let you come undone in her arms before your knees have out, you dropped on your stomach, snoring softly as you went back to sleep.

Vi sighed, looking at the soaked toy and then back at your tattoo, "Fuck."

And she was back at it.