#SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!!!

[ratshells]

I need a tutorial on how not to go feral because my brain wholeheartedly leaks out of my ears whenever Ais pops up on my screen and it’s like, REALLY BAD. Like actually embarrassing! This is pixels on a screen and I’m down bad??? THIS IS EMBARRASSING.

[iyxv]

new e.r. fightmaster shoot dropped

[royalthorned]

nagini/remus???? please tell me more!!! (only if you would like to ofc <3)

they are the leftovers! they don’t belong to each other, they carry their love for their soulmate with them but they sit side in-front of a fire and read poetry. they teach each other how to love the way their past lovers taught them and they go on weekend trips

it sounds demented but they are my favourite marauders ship at this point. they are domestic and realistic. broken down monsters who want to be normal with someone. remus leaves to transform and nagini stays in the apartment to revert. they are two sides of the same coin and gentle with shaking hands and mistrusting hearts

[orbitsuns]

i wanna play both the sims & minecraft & i also have a lot of screenshots i need to edit<//3

[gbrenes]

monarch: legacy of monsters | season finale exclusive clip

[queenhelenblackthorn]

Alexander won't have any memories of his big brother Christopher

[homenell]

what's so sad about nell is her mother (who nellie believed to be the ultimate protector in their lives) would actually be the reason for her death :(

[hellscape-halogens]

cons of my friend killing himself: he is dead

pros of my friend killing himself: I have an excuse to not be social and I can cancel everything last minute with zero repercussions

[klspacecadet]

me and who bro 😭

Need to sleep like this w someone so bad rn

https://www.tumblr.com/marshiyan/157627213453/anotha-request

This is the artist!

[mookedu]

had a dream last night that made me wake up feeling like i actually seriously need to chain myself up for the foreseeable future for my own good

[inniave]

u know it's bad when ur this desperate for pain relief

[trulyy-yourzz]

Just read this again for like the 10th time... god, I'm obsessed 😮‍💨💕

believe what you want | b.e.

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. your ex girlfriend, billie, shows up at your party, but fails in expressing her intentions.

warnings. fighting, glass/ blood kinda, degrading, smut, strap

masterlist

the music echoed in the hallways of your house, reminding you of the shit show going on downstairs. originally you’d planned for about one hundred people, but someone had obviously tipped your bouncer because you found yourself hosting a crowd close to five hundred people.

you were outside on the phone, desperately trying to reason with your security guard who’d seemingly disappeared. something about not being payed enough for a party of five hundred.

“fuck i’ve gotta go.” you hurriedly shoved your phone in your pocket, following the sound of broken glass coming from inside of your house.

“what the fuck happened?” you pushed your way through the crowd before you reached the sight of the black haired girl on the floor, shattered glass surrounding her. she was engrossed in an ongoing fight between her and a tall man, one you’d quickly recognised to be your soon to be ex boyfriend. and another man in a brown jacket, spitting insults at the both of them. you didn’t care to understand the situation.

“billie?” you shouted but to no avail, she couldn’t hear you, neither of them could. you texted the dj to tell him to cut the music. when he did, everyone went silent, huddling around the scene, various pulling out their phones to record.

“fuck.” she breathed when her eyes met yours. you reached your hand out to help her up, and her eyebrows furrowed. she studied your expression, attempting to figure out how mad you were, and wether she should engage with you or not.

“hey, go take care of her i’ll clean this up.” your friend brushed past you and you mouthed a thank you when the music started up again and everyone turned away.

“hey, look, i’m so-” her words tumbled out in a cloud of regret but you cut her off.

“shut up.” you pulled her arm, gesturing for her to follow you to the bathroom. on your way you caught sight of the bouncer and waved for him to come over.

“i’ll pay you whatever you want to be payed just get that guy in the brown jacket out of here, please.” he nodded and billie shook her arm out of your grasp. you glared at her in an effort to convince her into coming with you.

“i’m totally fine.” she huffed, when you raised an eyebrow. mocking her subtly.

“you’re bleeding, idiot.” she rolled her eyes and followed you to the bathroom.

“no need to be so rude.” she sat herself on the toilet as you fumbled through the cabinets, finding your first aid kit.

“you crashed my party.” you retorted, in disbelief. she’d clearly woken up and decided to be sassy today.

“you didn’t invite me.” she smirked up at you, but her expression fell when you shoved the kit into her arms, and made a stance to leave.

“you’re not gonna help me?” she chirped, somewhat teasingly, it only irritated you however.

“nope.” your hand reached for the door handle but her words halted your movements again.

“at least keep me company?” she pleaded, and when you turned to meet her, she was genuine.

“what’s your problem, billie?” she froze, not having expected to be called out so abruptly.

“huh?” it was a stupid ‘huh’, she was testing your patience.

“you crash my party, start a fight with my boyfriend, and then expect me to be nice to you.” she squinted her eyes, clearly not liking the accusation.

“you insisted on helping me.” she was unbothered by your frustration, demonstrating her lack of compassion for you in the moment.

“can you believe i didn’t want you to bleed on my white carpet?” sarcasm coated your words.

“i just think you wanted some alone time with me.” she winked and you looked away, trying to calm down before you lashed out.

“why where you fighting with him?” you ignore her previous comment, leading her to fantasise about why.

“he started it!” she said defensively.

“i know for a fact that’s not true.” she stared at you for a second, before concluding it would be useless to lie.

“okay fine, but you won’t like it.” she admitted.

“let me guess, he was cozying up to another bitch.” she was visibly surprised by your deduction, questions raiding her mind.

“don’t ask.” you said simply.

“but-”

“no.” you ran the tap, splashing your face with some water, needing the heat in your cheeks to falter.

“he doesn’t deserve you.” she said quietly, the attitude in her voice now gone.

“don’t you think i know that? it’s none of your business, billie. besides, why do you care?” the question was one you were eager to learn the answer to.

“i just..” she trailed off, packing the first aid kit back up, having finished attending to her various cuts.

“what? are you jealous?” she rolled her eyes again, pissing you off even more.

“then what is it? what could possibly make you crash my party and try to fight my boyfriend.”

“stop calling him that.” she demanded, ignoring the rest of your words as she put her hands on either side of the sink, trapping you.

“so you are jealous.” it was more of a statement rather than a question.

“believe what you want.” her eyes were still and cold, pushing you away, despite her body inching closer.

“god you’re such a dick.” the insult didn’t faze her, she knew it was true.

“i know.” her hips pressed harshly against yours as her hand grasped your chin firmly, bringing her lips to yours. as she kissed you, her body swayed, making you aware of what was beneath her jeans.

“oh really? you just came here to fuck?” her eyes bore into your own, as her cold fingers danced closer to your pussy, resting on the skin of your lower stomach. she moved her lips to your ear, kissing the skin around it as she dipped her hand under your jeans, palming your clothed heat.

“i know you want it too, baby.” your gasps fell from your lips in a frenzy and her fingers brushed your clit, teasing the skin of your thighs momentarily. “tell me to stop.”

her lips wandered your neck, leaving the skin wet and bruised, sure to turn purple.

“say it.” she repeated as she sucked on yours skin and pinched the lips of your clit, the fabric of your thong doing little to stop her.

“tell me to stop.” she said another time before her fingers ran across the wetness surrounding your hole.

“fuck, billie.” you clenched on nothing, moving your hips in attempt for some friction.

“hm?” her fingers left you immediately and she brought them up to your lips as she watched you suck them.

“suddenly you’re so needy? pathetic.” your cries of protest were muffled by her fingers, as she shoved them further down your throat, gags following when your eyes watered.

“tell me what you want, mama.” her wet fingers left your mouth and gripped your hips, pressing you firmly against the sink. your sanity had returned and you refused to give her the satisfaction of your submission.

“no?” she tutted, disappointed but accepting it as a challenge. she spun you around so that your ass was pressed against the bulge in her jeans. a choked groan left you and she chuckled. she unbuckled her belt and unzipped her jeans before doing the same to yours. she lifted your legs and attached them to her hips, guiding your back into an arch as your cheek reached the cold mirror.

“billie, please.” the plea came out raspy, when you felt her fingers circling the skin around your thong, before she pulled it off completely.

“what? you want my dick?” her bottom lip stuck out, mocking you.

“mhm.” it was a defeated grumble and she grinned when she heard it.

“what makes you think you deserve it?” she pushed the tip close to your entrance, teasing you with it, watching how your body shuddered in response.

“come on, baby. beg for it.” she snarled as she continued to tease you with the tip of her strap.

“billie, pleasee.” you whined, desperation consuming your body. your mind was in a haze, all you could think of was her.

“there’s my girl.” she let herself sink into you the base of the strap hitting the place of her arousal perfectly. her grunts traveled to your core, a knot forming quickly, building up the deeper she thrusted into you.

“fuck, you look so pretty.” she gasped, as you bounced on her dick, your hands holding you up on the sink as she continuously rammed into you from behind. she slapped your ass a couple times and swiftly bit her lip when she saw your reaction.

“billie,” it was a loud whine, signaling you were close to your release. her face was buried in your neck as her hands held your hips firmly, preventing you from moving them.

“not yet, baby.” she reached for your face, and directed it so that you were facing the mirror.

“i want you to look at me while you cum. want to see how hard i’m fucking my girl.” her words sent you straight to heaven, fogging up your mind as your tears clouded your vision.

you snapped out of it when you heard someone call your name from outside the door. billie’s movements faltered but she quickly returned to her forceful thrusts when she realised who it was.

“scream for me baby, wanna hear you. want him to hear you.” she slurred, hitting your cervex as you clenched harder, a euphoria washing over you as you released.

“billie!” loud moans strung from your mouth as she helped you ride out your orgasm. thoughts of your boyfriend long gone.

“say my name again.” she pulled out of you completely before thrusting back into your sensitive pussy. your knuckles turned white.

“fuck, bils.”

“billie? i swear to god if you don’t open the fucking door right now!” his voice boomed from the other side of the door as he started knocking furiously.

“or what?” she shouted back, your lip about to bleed from your teeth sinking into it, trying desperately to stay quiet.

“where’s my fucking girlfriend?” he hit the door multiple times as he spoke.

“she’s in here with me!” your eyes widened and you met hers in the reflection.

“i don’t believe you.” he called and billie made more of an effort to make you moan, toying with your sensitive clit.

“believe what you want.” she smirked before pulling the strap out and forcing you onto your knees. the cold bathroom tiles creating goosebumps on your skin.

“open up.” she gestured to your lips as you took the strap in your mouth. you gripped her hips to control her thrusts, but you soon failed when she hit the back of your throat.

“so sexy,” she bit her lip, watching yours eyes water. her head fell back when the strap hit her clit and she started grinding on it. your groans were muffled by the strap which brought her to the edge, and she came. as she removed the strap you palmed your jaw, feeling a slight ache.

“still jealous?” you asked her and she chuckled.

“i wasn’t jealous.” she defended.

“clearly.” you muttered sarcastically, putting your jeans and underwear back on.

note: i really hope this isn’t dog shit and that you enjoy, i’ve missed all of you it’s been like 3 days

[beanghostprincess]

Our boy is a fashion icon!!!

[xpupslxtx]

my hole was so fucking sloppy and wet last night while he was finger fucking me and he said “listen to you. hear that? that’s what obedience sounds like. that’s what it sounds like to be a good fucking slut.”

[sceletaflores]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor, to the toilet seat, from the dining room table, to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink, to the shower, from the front porch, to the balcony, vertically horizontally, quadratic, exponent, algorithmetic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, forward, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in a car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back aching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw-dropping, hair pulling teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, over stimulating, vile, sloppy, moan-inducing, heart-wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, blackhole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark-worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcanic erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, hip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail snatching, spectacular, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, malforming, heavenly, devil's tango. please.

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

Mel's protection should have saved Viktor too, and she's trying to figure out why it didn't

(Editing to add: see this post for details on the Mel's armor/shield theory)

S2 ep1 shows a circle of protected stone where Mel and Jayce were during the explosion. My theory is that Mel's magic armor activated and saved them both. It seems like it casts a sphere of protection around wherever Mel is.

The center of this circle is not Mel's seat - it's Jayce's. She ran to Jayce to save him.

No other Councilors were in range of Mel's protection, so they all got hurt or killed.

But Viktor was, in Jayce's words, "right next to" him. He was easily within Mel's circle of protection.

1) Viktor tried to run and mistakenly left the circle of protection. But are we meant to believe that Viktor, close to dying already and using a crutch, would have outrun Mel?

2) Viktor's augmented body clashes with Mel's

Why does Mel try to touch Viktor in episode 1? It seems like a throwaway moment, but not even Jayce touches him in this scene. So why Mel?

She's curious. And possibly, feeling responsible. She's wondering why her protection didn't work.

Is this Hexcore brand of the Arcane trying to reach out to Mel? Or trying to defend itself from her?

Mel was trying to protect both Jayce and Viktor, which is reflected in how she holds Jayce as well as Viktor's cane when she promises to protect Hextech:

But if, for example, Mel's magic is Solari in origin, and Viktor's is from the Void - or the Arcane equivalent of similar opposing forces - then it's possible that their magic rejects or hurts one another. So Mel's circle of protection either rejected Viktor, or was what hurt Viktor, and not the explosion.