#William Ackerman

[ampd]

[1980] George Winston - Autumn

Vinyl, Windham Hill Records - WH-1012

Photography by Ron May. Design by William Ackerman.

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers

[c-40]

A-T-3 087 And It's Illegal

Part 6 wittering on about reissues when they make up 75% of album sales in the US

I've not touched upon the internet yet. Peer-to-Peer (P2P) sharing sites sped up the process of what was already happening with major record labels resulting in the triopoly of the 'big three' that remain Universal Music Group, Sony Music Entertainment, and Warner Music Group. Sony is the only one still parented by a media corporation and ultimately the conglomerate Sony, the ownership of other two are shared by large investment conglomerates. P2P like Napster and Limewire shook the music industry up, questions were asked about how these conglomerates should still exploit musicians and extract profit when people could download music for free, reminiscent of Home Taping Is Killing Music hysteria

P2P music sharing was perfect for music geekery, for the first time ever those mythical recordings that were talked about could be searched for and heard not instantly but overnight. It was like spending all day everyday in a record shop trying out new music. And we didn't stop buying records, not even slow down. I read a lot of books on music history, books like The Rough Guide To Reggae and Love Saves The Day now you could look up music as you were reading about it

DjHistory began its all things Dj and records online forum around 2000, not long after founders Bill Brewster and Frank Broughton released their book Last Night a DJ Saved My Life. I lurked on the forums a bit, not much, but I avoided getting sucked in like many of my record collecting and Dj friends (I also have a long term illness which despite me trying gets in the way, if you're taking something like learning it's only polite to put something back into it.) I like the Dj community, they're a good laugh, it's a bit blokey but that's been changing

Andrew Hogge began lovefingers.org in 2006 posting a single Fingertrack mp3 more or less everyday for 4-years. The Fingertracks were mostly obscure discoveries made by people that spend way too much time hunting for moments of recorded magic. What emerged was a well curated collection of mp4s which resonated with me and many other like-minded people, I think I read at its peak Lovefingers was getting 100k hits a day. Other sites followed like Bumrocks, Dirty Sound System, Feel My Bicep. These sites also shared record collector knowledge with the curious. Listening to the music on these sites was the first time I realised the more you discover the less you knew

These websites had a positive impact and encouraged compilations of more obscure music and reissues outside the usual

I got an invitation to beta test Spotify in 2008, at this time there were no regional restrictions to music catalogues so you could find, say, German copies of albums with different takes, mixes, or extra tracks. The catalogue was overwhelming, it still is. When the catalogue reduced, regional markets went into effect, artists pulled their music to negotiate, and adverts were introduced it became less interesting to me and I took it off my computer. I like record shops and searching through the racks of music, I enjoy the social (or anti-social depending on what way you view it) aspect to it. It's also a more chaotic when looking though boxes of second hand records who knows what you might find, sometimes there might be forgotten about notes in the sleeves or the sleeves might be decorated in graffiti and stickers

Bandcamp is cool though. There's a 'sense' of supporting the artist and many artists who haven't had releases for decades have put their music on Bandcamp. Of course depending on who owns the rights the money might not go to the artist but sometimes this might be the first time they see revenue from a session done 40-years-ago. It's also an outlet for new music, what do you recon, is Bandcamp a new MySpace? With reissue packages becoming so expensive (personally I'm not arsed about coloured vinyl) digital downloads on Bandcamp are the budget option and also a way of getting your hands on out-of-print material

William Ackerman - Synopsis was Fingertrack 094. William Ackerman is founder of Windham Hill Records which is now controlled by Legacy/Sony

[saintgoths]

☾༺♰༻☽ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʙᴇʀʀʏ ☾༺♰༻☽

mdni - nasty sex. angry sex.

carlos oliveira, ellie williams, sim ghost riley, joel miller, leon kennedy, levi ackerman and will herondale.

this is for you guys helping me reach 400+ followers :)

ᴄᴀʀʟᴏꜱ ᴏʟɪᴠᴇɪʀᴀ

Hot tears trickled down your cheeks as your face had been pressed against the soft mattress, his large hand had been entangled within your locks while the rough thrusting of his hips had aided you into an eternal pleasurable tunnel, your whines mixed and embedded with his soft grunts as he angrily fucked his cock inside your tight cunt, his width twitching between your hearth while mumbling strong words of affront.

“I’m sorry,” you grumbled, your chin wet with your own shameful saliva, yourself incapable of keeping your mouth shut in response to his lewd roughness, eyes blurred with gratifying tears while the thumb of his free hand found way to the tightness of your second hole, your legs spreading further apart in sensual apathy while your boyfriend continued to rip you apart.

Finding the strength to grip your fingers into the bed sheets you had clenched your sex around his size. “I---I can’t take it!” You cried out, “Too big!”

“Shouldn’t have tried to make me jealous, princess,” he sneered, nearing his lips to your ear, “Want me to stop?” He whispered, dragging the hand that had been tied with your hair to your waist, the heaviness of his chest pressing against your back and with desperacy you had shook your head. “Just as I thought, like the slut you are,” he gritted, the thrusts of his length deepening against the softness of your pussy driving you into a delirious ecstasy.

“Yes! Yes!” You chanted, crazed feeling your orgasm heat and peak around your cunt you had moved your hand to the swollen pearl of your sex, desperately rubbing and circling your digits around your bud while you had frantically moaned against your bed sheets, your tears slowly drying against your cheeks as you respired all the animalistic thrusts your partner contacted you with, your eyes twisted shut as your high pushed through your entire body, your juices leaking on outsides of your thighs as your figure inconsistently twitched.

Over-stimulated by the quickness of his pushes, you had allowed Carlos to take care of your body, milking his warm cum against the slickness of your back. “There, there,” he whispered as your body slumped against the mattress, you felt his lips go close to your face once more. “Now, you won’t do that again?” He questioned, his voice laced with cunningness that had caused you to throw a certain look his way.

“Maybe.”

POSITIONS REFERENCE.

ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ

You knew you couldn’t stay angry at each forever, and you knew Ellie would give into you once you met her with bright deer-like eyes; she’d drag you into her small cabin and begin to kiss you, though you had still felt the irritation that had vibrated through her body, but what she hadn’t realised is that you had just been as angry as her or even more

Once your clothes had met the floor, the two of you had continued to re-discover each other’s bodies, your fingers slipping and circling places that would cause her figure to jerk, and the second you had found yourself on top of her, your swollen bud had pressed against her eager pearl, your body circling and thrusting against her slim but muscled figure, your paw finding way to wrap around her neck as your once slow motion had carried into a stronger and competitive rhythm.

“Fuck,” Ellie whined, her back deeply pressed against her mattress as she had wrapped one leg around your waist, possessively and greedily twirling her body with yours as her coloured eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body shivering in pleasure as your juices mixed with each other, the friction sending her into a crazed edge as she held back her cum, embarrassed with how quick you had made her ride to her climax. “Don’t stop!” She cried out and cocky, you had smirked at her, your other hand finding way around her neck as both of your buds humped each other.

“Not stopping anytime soon,” you lustfully smiled, tucking your bottom lip behind your teeth you breathed out a moan as you gently bounced against her swollen pearl, finding yourself wanting to squirt against her cunt you allowed yourself to orgasm against her sex, combining and fusing your nectar with her natural wetness, the view of the whiteness of your ambrosia stirred Ellie into an soaring climax, both of your cunts pulsing against each other as you both resumed to grind in sync, both faces red and covered with love-tears as you had mutually sent each other into a second climax.

With a loud sigh, you had pressed your forehead against Ellie’s, with the both of you exhausted you had rolled your body off her physique and landed beside her. “You looked so pretty fucking me like that,” Ellie worded out and confident, you had sat up with your arms, an encouraging smile embedded on your face.

“Do you still have your strap?” You asked and with a faux-offended look on her face, Ellie clicked her tongue.

“Of course, I do.”

POSITION REFERENCE

ꜱɪᴍᴏɴ 'ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ' ʀɪʟᴇʏ

“You love pissing me off, don’t you doll,” he flared, tightly wrapping his hand around the back of your knee, your arm wrapped around the back of his neck to aid you to be roughly fucked by the tall man who had possessively held you against him, you had a playful smile on your face, content on sending your husband over the edge, your eyes currently doe to his dignity and grace while your cunt had hungrily pulsed around his shaft, your lips snugged behind your teeth as you had loudly whimpered and moaned to his rough and coarse fuck.

Easily drunk off his sex, you had leaned your head backwards, your cheeks rosy and flushed with erotica as your spouse continued to pound his cock so deeply inside your tight cunt. Your closeness sending him into a beastly bawdy lust as he continued to thrust his length upwards, he commenced to tuck his lips against the skin of your neck and shoulders. “You drive me crazy,” he moaned, his dark eyes laced with romantic madness as you aided your fingers to the bud of your pussy, rotating your digits around your clit while your pussy had sweetly soaked his size.

“I love driving you insane,” you whispered before pushing yourself to his lick his tongue, both you hungrily moving towards each other, latching against each other as your mouths had quickly melded with one another, the roughness of the curve of his tip poking and licking the soft texture of your sex while he ardently guided his dick deeper your vagina whilst the heat of his impending climax heated his body, his cock twitching tightly inside of your cunt while your nectar graspingly coated his length.

“Y’know I’d do anything for you, luvie,” he whispered, his eyes potent with anger mixed with thirst. “You know I’d kill for you,” he moaned, his legs then twitching and shivering as he heavily cummed inside your cunt, his balmy semen seeping and coating against your cervix, careful to push as much of his load inside of you, the man had continued to thrust his hips upwards, your toes curling in response as your eyes watered with sex and intimacy. “You love driving me to that point.”

“I don’t know if I should hate that,” he moaned while tightening his grip around you. “Playing with my feelings like this---oh fuck!” He loudly moaned, his second orgasm pushing through, his cum filling your tight area while the bulge of his cock lightly imprinted your stomach.

Moved, you had licked your lower lips, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you gently moved your body with his. Your competitive tastes obsessed with driving you insane, the thought of him handling others in your name had lifted you, while the friction of your fingers guided you to your peeking orgasm, you had pushed your lips against him once more. “I love you,” you moaned, your nectar sheeting around his width, mixing with his juices while you continued to squirt and cum around his cock.

“Shit—I love you too, doll,” he moaned while pulling his length out of your body, you had quickly held onto the table he had fucked you near. Dizzy with the tight and intense orgasm he had put you through, you had sneery smiled at him as you had watched him get to his knees. “Now let me lick my cum out of you.”

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ᴊᴏᴇʟ ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ

The drop-off had went to shit, Tess had been missing and within your thoughts you had believed she had committed herself to another side-quest while pushing both you and Joel to stay in the current crappy apartment you had all currently inhabited; and due to this, you could tell Joel was pissed.

Well pissed off was an understatement to how the man had currently felt but you had understood that your man had wanted a relief, thus you had your second hole roughly ripped open by his girth, your anus wet with your saliva that had once coated his cock after the intense dick-sucking you had gifted the bearded man which had sent Joel to an acute orgasm.

Though, Joel was a man of stamina, he had wanted more, and now he had wrapped his arms around the back of your legs, pressing your back against his chest while fucking you ruthlessly. “Take it like the good girl you are,” he groaned, “Good girl,” he repeated and with your moans over-lapping his comments, you had thorwn your head backwards, mouth opened with un-swallowed saliva as you had attempted to live through his passionate plows.

“Fuck, you’re being so rough on me,” you cried out, snaking your hand towards your untouched pussy, the dew ample and sultry enough for you to easily slip in three fingers, the heavy over-stimulations forcing you to roll your eyes backwards as your walls gripped and twitched around your fingers and his cock.

“Keep doing that imma cum,” he gritted, his voice hoarse as his length began to throb inside your anus while he continued to aid you to bounce on his dick, you could feel your cunt want to spit with your juices.

“More,” you had whined, “I want to feel your hot cum inside of me,” you whimpered while bucking your hips forwards in autopilot. “I want it!” You moaned and satisfied by Joel’s quick turning point, the heat of his load painted and capped your walls just in time before Tess’s knocks echoed on the front door. “Shit,” you had muttered ere slipping yourself off his length, you could then hear Joel scramble onto his feet to pick up his thrown garments.

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ʟᴇᴏɴ ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ

As much as you had been stubborn, you had known you always became somewhat of a tramp of Leon’s whenever he had wanted you, you the woman who had loved playing games and as much as you had told each other you were just co-workers, every second away from each other he had lusted for you, yearned for your wetness and touch

Though, as much as he had told himself he wasn’t a jealous man, the view of you being touched by someone else had driven him crazy to the point that, he had set up a faux meeting that had involved just the two of you, you on the other hand had thought you’d meet the rest of the members so when you had entered the meeting room to be met with an upset, Leon, you had taken the imitative to wonder what he had up his sleeve, and what had been the commodity up the fabric had involved the two of you naked.

Carried by his strong arms as he aided you to bounce up and down his thick and long shaft, involved you moaning shamelessly against his ear while your wet hearth had squeezed and throbbed around his size whilst his fingers gripped into the skin of your buttocks, you had felt the curve of his thick tip lick and press the softness of your cunt. “That’s it, baby!” You moaned, the high erotic sting pushing you into a lustful end while you had felt his soft lips press against the skin of your neck.

“Like that?” He reassured biting his lips. “Feel so good, so fucking wet---uh!” He moaned out, his size endlessly throbbing and solid between your warmth, “You’re gonna make me cum so fucking early!” He cried out, his legs weakly shaking as he could feel his cum want to spill and seep and paint the inside of your walls, but just as adamant as you, he had kept in his semen while roughly handling your cunt with his length, the curve of his cock brushing against your heat and pulling you into an obsessive cock-drunk state.

“Yes! Yes!” You moaned, your ambrosia reaching and peeking to its end and sheeting and finishing around his size that had resumed to buck upwards, greedy and hasty to find its own climax, Leon’s eyes dark with lust, he clenched his teeth, finding his strength to bounce your body upwards as he began to milk his cum inside of your body.

Relieved, he had pressed your body against the wall, lifting your figure off his dick as he watched the mixed liquid of both yours and his cum fall out of your body. “So beautiful,” he hummed before taking your mouth with his, deepening the dual passionate affection the two you both proudly and stubbornly shared for each other.

POSITION REFERENCE

ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

With the vibrating of the toy that he had pushed inside your cunt working its way within you, Levi had lost himself with fucking his cock deep inside your anus, his thick size hastily humping backwards and forwards while the Ackerman had possessively wrapped his firm hands around your waist. With your mouth opened, you had looked back at him, your mouth wide as he continued to fuck you into his bed.

With the sounds of the slapping off his balls hitting your ass, you had watched his steel-like eyes examine how intoxicated you had looked by the help of his length. Teasingly, you had squeezed your hole around his dick, over-stimulated with the buzzing off the toy that hummed against your pearl, instigating you to roll your eyes back whilst you had felt his other hand snake around your throat, possessively pulling you closer against him. “Don’t hold it in---I want everyone to know you’re being fucked by me,” he growled and with his permission your mouth had opened wider, your high-pitched moans vibrating off the walls as the pounding sounds of the bedframe had continued to hit against the wooden walls.

“Oh—Captain!” You wailed, “you’re so deep inside of me, feel so---good---ah!” You moaned, feeling a wave of orgasm wash through you, the bustling of the small toy hopping harder against your overwhelmed clit, your body falling numb within his grasp as he continued to pummel his cock down your ass, his swollen sac pelting against the skin off your ass cheeks while the wetness of both of your sweats continued to meld with each other.

“Moan for me like that, brat---let them know!” He grumbled, “ass so fucking tight around me---brat---oh fuck!” He sobbed, his body shaking as his cock began to shoot out his load, his warm semen piling and filling inside of you, helping him move his body faster between you, his fingers leaving bruises against your skin as he had trouble with pulling his cock out, and when he did the rest of his load spilt against your back, leaving you shaking against the bed.

Your ass still up, you could feel Levi press his lips against your anus before giving it a long lick, cleaning up his mess, sucking and whipping your ass with his mouth and tongue before moving it down your clit, helping your toy send you through another intense and addictive orgasm.

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POSITION REFERENCE TWO

ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴇʀᴏɴᴅᴀʟᴇ

It must’ve been another run in by Gabriel Lightwood, Will was usually someone who won over his disputes, but this time, the Lightwood must’ve hit a sore spot which had Will knocking on your door when everyone was asleep, he was in one of his rare moments, silent, but there had been a look on his face that had granted him access to your room.

He must’ve taken a walk, a walk in the rain in fact, his dark curly hair had been stuck against his skin such as his shirt had clung against his body, without an utter, the boy had already been unbuttoning his shirt while you had closed the door behind the two of you, though, you had not wanted to do anything with him, not without having him speaking first, so you had leaned against your wall. Arms crossed and eyes with slight judgement. “What happened?” You asked as you had watched him peel off his white garment.

With a quick glance you had watched him throw his shirt against the floor, in thought that you would follow after but you hadn’t. Earning a short piercing look from his ocean eyes and as you had returned with a darker glare, you had tightened your grip around yourself. “I’m not going to take off my clothes and lay with you because you want to.”

“You normally do.”

With your eyebrows furrowed you had ended up clicking your tongue in disapproval. “You’re such a dick.”

“I just need you,” he breathed out. “Gabriel---he…he spoke about you---” without allowing him to say another word, you had grasped his face, melding your lips with his while tucking your hand beneath his trousers.

“This will be the last time you come into my room expecting me to fuck you this easily, understand?” You questioned and with a soft nod, the both of you had continued to passionately embrace each other, mouth tight and swollen by your heated combination, while the two of you aided each other to take off each other’s clothes, naked under the long moonlight that had gently seeped through the curtains.

Will, strong and fast had pushed you against the bed, using you to get into the position he had wanted you to be in the second he had left the drawing room he had once shared with Gabriel, his eyes currently furious with lust, the stiff cock of his had gently stroked against the skin of your cunt, the wetness of your hearth easily welcoming him inside of you, the soft yet fiery friction had commenced a moan from both of your mouths, thus you had abruptly squeezed around him as his arm had welcomed around the back of your knee, aiding himself to dive and thrust deeper inside of your cunt.

“Oh fuck,” Will moaned, “fit so well for me,” he moaned as he quickened his pace with his thrusts, each plow filled with anger and erotica and each thrust quicker and rougher than before, leaning your head back in auto-pilot while your moans resumed to sing in his room, aware to feel the embarrassment and walk of shame that would occur the next day, you helped yourself to grind your body against, the tip of his cock circling and embracing the softness of your sex while your juices heavily capped and painted his shaft, his length then slipping in and out carrying him to his orgasm. “Oh [Y/N]!” He cried in adoration, his swollen sac releasing his climax inside of you, his grunts mixing with your high-pitched moans as he continued to move his body forwards.

Your body ridden stiff as you could sense your own climax attempt to spill against your mattress, your eyes locked with his, signalling your turning point, lustful to his encouraging look that had influenced the peak to your capstone, and thus you had relieved yourself, your amrita glazing and layering around his girth and once you had been done, you had rested your body against Will’s, an embarrassed and breathy laughed emitting from the back of your throat as you could feel Will leave your body.

“Charlotte is so going to be mad tomorrow,” you laughed.

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masterlist

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[ppejmurde]

why hasn't anything been done about the ads with random naked girls when you browse any tag (especially "x reader") on tumblr? i report these bot ads all the time as explicit content or spam but nothing changes. don't you think we're being a bit too friendly, tumblr?

[zoozvie]

I love modern AU's with your fav because

deciding what kind of job they would have

more character quirk headcanons because of the slower-paced, lower-stressed timeline (if they came from, like, war)

seeing how they interact with social media, or technology in general

envisioning how their house/little apartment would look like

being able to put your fav in situations you've been through or when you wished they were with you (isekai them to you babes you don't gotta die in their world)

but mostly

they deserve to wear sweatpants goddammit

[tojisloft]

he's so babygirl (is actually 50 or can kill you w/o blinking)

[ashtrayangell]

been feeling a type of way lately about gritty characters. the characters who barrel through life with bloody fists and a broken nose. the scrappy, blow-for-blow, feral cat type of characters. the ones that fight their way through the most brutal conditions and are constantly up with their back against the wall, face to face with the worst possible odds but somehow they always find that one sliver-chance of survival and take it no matter the pain or the cost, and each time they go through something horrible the line for what they can endure moves even further, but they keep doing it. they keep on surviving the worst of the world because surviving is all they know.

basically. i just love it when characters are metaphorically drop kicked into a blender just to see how they'll be on the other side. bonus points if they're hot ofc.

[briefpeachdinosaur]

All your fictional crushes are suddenly teleported to a room with no information or context as to why, how would they react? What would they do?

Yeah I hope they got teleported in a group therapy Session room...

Well I think they'd all be like : wtf am I doing here?

And some of the real smart once are about to figure it out (some are in denail and some Aren't)

There is probably gonna be a fight too-

How about you? What abt your crushes?

[anggltz]

HIIIIII me and my friends all picked 8 characters to compete for this tournament. the tournament doesn’t really have a theme it’s just whos best basically. THIS bracket is between Satoru Gojo from Jujutsu Kaisen ANDDD Sigma from Bungo Stray Dogs

[starlitcorgi]

The Mess With My People And I'm A F*cking Kill You Squad 🤬

[ampd]

<1982> George Winston - December

2020.01.28 WEB, Dancing Cat Records

Design by William Ackerman & Ann Ackerman [Anne Robinson]. Photography by Greg Edmonds.

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

[shreddedleopard]

Traumatic boys with soft, inner hearts who rebel against their lot and push back against the injustices of their worlds is really my thing, I guess. 😳

[saintgoths]

☾༺♰༻☽ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɴ ᴘʟᴜꜱ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ☾༺♰༻☽

mdni very 18+ - them just being nasty.

includes simon 'ghost riley', joel miller, carlos oliveira, levi ackerman, will herondale and ellie williams.

feedback/comments would be appreciated :)

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

Simon is a big on pussy eating, the type to go for hours with his head between your legs, your cunt above him as you bounce your pussy against his tongue, and he’d love to tongue fuck you, taking you in and licking your clit as you shamefully moan your heart out.

He’d sometimes have his mask on but pulled halfway up his face, but there were moments when he takes it off just to have your skin touch every inch of his face; he’d be in love with the idea of your cum coating his tongue as you desperately beg for him to go on.

“Such a desperate girl,” he’d tease while gripping your buttocks, spreading them wide to explore more space with his textured tongue, his tongue lapping and wrapping around your pearl and while the rest of your juices coat his face. “That’s it, baby doll, my good baby doll,” he murmurs his voice vibrating against your pussy pushing you over the edge.

You pull your head back as you let out a wail, your moans so humiliating as you struggled to keep yourself up. “Yes!” You whined, “I’m your good baby doll,” you repeated.

Simon would also love to over-stimulate and tease you, have you begging for more while your mind turns into complete mush as he takes care of you, and fulfils his desires of you riding his face and rubbing your pussy against his tongue like a dog in heat.

His hand had been cupped around his cock, playing with the tip of his shaft with the pad of his thumb swept against his head while he edges himself into a derisory orgasm.

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JOEL MILLER

The type to stare into your eyes as his tongue works up and down your cunt, he’d push your legs wide open and force you to look at him as he aids you into a climax, “darling, your eyes,” he mumbles, his soft voice charming but stern as he then whirls his tongue around your bud.

You pinch your nipples, twisting them around with your fingers as you push your cunt against his mouth, aware of how he touches himself, aroused by your nectar, your juices coating his beard as he proudly moans against your heat, he thrusts his hips forward, fucking his cock into his hand as he starts to suck onto your sex.

“Taste so good darling,” he whines, his moans melting with yours as you bite your lips, a hot striking sensation gathering in your cunt, “not yet,” he warns, aware of your signs of a near climax, the way your eyes water, how high your moans become and how you roll your pussy against his mouth.

His lips clasps against your clit, sucking on it as your cries peak higher. “Joel, please!” You shamelessly pleaded, “I want to cum!” You begged and as you could feel his two digits enter your hole, from the same hand he used to please himself, the fingers had been laced with his cum, mixing with the juices inside your heat; and as he arches his fingers, reaching for the g-spot that had directed you to squirt into his mouth.

“Such a naughty girl’,” he mumbled and shameless with how he had driven you in such a mess, he had pulled himself off his knees ere he hovered over you.

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CARLOS OLIVEIRA

He loves eating you in so many positions, but he loves the ones where you would struggle keeping yourself up, he loves eating you from behind, you standing as your arms support yourself as you balance to allow him to wiggle his tongue inside your hole, Carlos definitely loves sucking on you, agonising you with pleasurable plain with his sweet mouth.

He starts slow and paces himself, swiping the tip of his tongue against your clit as you shiver in pleasure, you let out a cry as he steadies himself between your legs, your sweet pussy open by the force of his pink tongue that punishes you with every swipe of its tongue.

“Oh, baby girl, he whines and desperately you press your pussy against his face, your body tenses as you stomach twirls tight, “you taste so good, all mine,” he mumbles while smacking his hand against your buttocks, surprising yourself into an orgasm, your juices trickle down his chin as he continues to devour you.

Your body over-stimulated, flinching and tweaking every time the flat of his tongue rode over your pearl while he continues to call you complimentary names, you being his princess and his precious, the royalty treatment commencing a warm feeling in your stomach as his tongue rises to the tight higher hole above your cunt, whirling it around surprising you as you gasped at his risqué move.

“Everything about you so tasty,” he hums as he pushes his mouth back down to your cunt as you continue to cry out in bliss.

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LEVI ACKERMAN

The type to want your pussy to be all over his face, despite some headcanons of him, Levi loves to get grotesque with how he eats you out, when it comes to you he doesn’t care how dirty and antic everything gets, he smothers himself between your thighs, his mouth stuck between your wet lips as he sucks on your bud, moving his head up and down to increase friction.

He loves it when you grip his hair, showing him how intoxicated by his tongue and mouth you are, he loves striving for areas you wouldn’t expect him to, your tongue flicking around your anus and teasing the tip of his tongue inside it before he washes it back to your cunt, your tangy taste soothing him as he treats you with his textured muscle.

“There you go brat, cry for me,” he whispers and so you do, your voice rings throughout the room as you drunkenly hump your heat against his tongue, your eyes roll back into whites as you could feel his hands reach for your breast, playing with with the pads of his digits as you leak against his tongue, “Dirty girl,” he teases. “cumming on my tongue like the desperate whore you are, you love being fucked by my tongue don’t you?”

“Yes!” You wailed, “I love being fucked by your tongue!” You cried out as your hips twitches, your hips moving on autopilot as you could feel yourself climax again. “Captain…” you drawled out as you could feel his steel eyes land on your face, satisfied by the display in front of him.

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WILL HERONDALE

Will Herondale would fucking worship you, he’d stare at your face, your eyes to see the way your face scrunches up and whimper out of pleasure with how he fucks his tongue into you, he is BIG on tongue fucking, he loves different ways of penetrating your cunt and having a feel of your walls.

He would have you on your back, legs spread out as his hands cup the back of your knees while he pleasures himself with washing his tongue over your clit, “That good darling?” He’d tease, his blue eyes glinting as he whispers how perfect you are with your face like that, how your panicky breaths would escalate every time you could feel his textured tongue rake against your clit.

“Yes!” You’d reply, your walls clenching against his muscle, your body tempted to spray your juices against his face, but you hold yourself back, edging yourself as he eats you out. He would love to twirl his long tongue around your pussy, seeing what different moves would bring a unique reaction from you.

“Don’t hold yourself back,” he’d hum and as his tongue clicks against your clit, you move your hips, your head falling against your pillow as your nectar would release against his face. “There you go darling,” he’d hum as he gives your heat one last, agonising slow lick, he’d kiss your cunt before he moves to your face, gently but firmly embracing your mouth.

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ELLIE WILLIAMS

Ellie would show you how desperate she was to have a taste of your pussy, for so long she’s been chasing after you and finally, she had you under her, your legs spread while your cunt glistened with the wetness that had built up with the lewd words she’d whisper when she’d guide you to her comfy cabin.

She’d tease you with how she’d focus on your neck and nipples, but the moment her lips would connect with your cunt, she’d behave like a thirsty man who had found his oasis in a place of a desert. Your liquid would build around her mouth as she takes you in, you, just as rabid as her would hump your sex against Ellie’s tongue.

Her pretty eyes staring up at you as she whispers complimentary words against your clit, stirring you into a carnal and hectic state, grabbing onto her auburn hair as you moan out her name. “So tasty,” she’d say and desperate, you’d nod to whatever she says, chasing your climax as she’d spit against your cunt ere licking the mixed liquid back onto her tongue, the flat of her tongue pressing against the sharp sensation on your clitoris and as kickback, your body would flinch, signalling you to your near orgasm.

“Right there!” You cry out, “just like that, right there,” you’d whine, content by the wet noises emitted from the slippy connection she had with your sex, dragging your soaked pussy against her tongue fore your eyes would roll back in bliss and comfort as your high would release with your tangy nectar, coating her lips and face, then exhausted, you felt the weight of Ellie crawl up her bed before she levelled her damp heat above yours.

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[ppejmurde]

i've never met anyone who thinks the same way about this before or has ever voiced it. so i'll (probably? idk) be the first to say it. why do people romanticize the yandere theme? we're talking about things that are wrong and traumatizing, like kidnapping someone, taking away their freedom, manipulating them. how do people think that's something they can fantasize about? and yandere x reader stories? how do you like reading stories where someone kidnaps you, kills someone for you, etc.? it's something i really don't understand and don't want to understand.

edit: a new post about it