#and yes pitch perfect is there too bc i enjoy it sooo much its like i cant get tired of it

[imogenwescott]

miss mary @beaumontbash tagged me to post a few of my fave films and here they are! i had do a little of filtering because there was no way i could fit all of them but i am completely satisfied with this list 😌

i feel like i don't know my choices mutuals really well i'm sorry 😭 if you would like to be tagged for tag games please tell me in the replies to this post and i'll gladly do so!!

anyways thank you mary for tagging me this was super fun!!

[ghouls-dream]

Ait so that’s the promised smut, sinners. Enjoy!

Dewdrop x Reader 

(WARNING!!! SMUT, +18, NSFW for days and please don’t read if you’re too sensitive) I hope you like it guys, I was really nervous before posting it bc I’ve never been this descriptive sooo uhh :”) love u.

“Intoxication“

 What was the time again? I didn’t even bother to look once again at the old, stupid clock, hanging over the stone wall. However my eyes unintentionally glimpsed at it. ‘Fuck dammit’ my mind swore. Was it because I did what I really didn’t need to do, or because of the hour. Exactly three thirty in the fucking morning and my head was spinning… Maybe the alcohol was finally kicking in? Or maybe it was the combination of my exhausted self and… Well the damned alcohol. Being a witch in the Church of Ghost, having Imperator as your class teacher and constantly being torn between the need to leave because of pressure, or burn yourself voluntarily was all leading to this state of… Mind?! Or insanity. I was drained - emotionally and physically. Striving to fulfill Imperator’s expectations wasn’t an easy thing and honestly - I was close to giving up on that “fantasy”. I wouldn’t sacrifice my own liver because someone has ambitions bigger than their ass. Alcohol had never been my friend. We weren’t even acquaintances to be fairly honest! Maybe perfect strangers described our “relationship” the best. That night - I didn’t care and that was probably my biggest mistake. Or at least that’s what the sober part of my mind (what was left from it) was trying to tell me. Did I listen? Obviously not, since my legs were already leading me out of my chambers. 

I felt myself swinging from side to side, with each step becoming lighter than before, with only one thing on my mind. Only one person to be exact… And to be even more precise, it wasn’t even a person. It was something between a human and a demon, but Hell knows how much I had a taste for trouble and horrible men… Human or not. And Dewdrop was a perfect choice - or at least he seemed like one right now.

I wasn’t sure what I was looking for - sex, fucking, talk, another drink, a shoulder to cry my exhaustion on? It was either all of the things or none, but I was about to find out. One thing I knew for sure - he wouldn’t have hesitated to have me, since his dirty hands, mind, tongue and whatever the hell other part of his body you can think of, was at some point in contact with my own. We’ve always been like magnets me and him… Attracting one another then one of us turns around and… Boom! We don’t speak for weeks until the one of us gives up and… And creates some gossip for the curious Sisters of Sin. 

Enough of that… Now more than ever I just wanted to get straight to his room, which seemed like a mission impossible, but then.. A miracle happened! Or at least I hoped it did - I was finally standing before a door. The third door to be exact. I looked around myself, feeling a slight episode of giggle coming out, but luckily - my reflexes were still strong. I put a hand to cover my idiotic chuckles as the other one knocked on the ghoul’s door. 'Shit I hope it’s you’ I thought to myself, realizing what I was doing few moments after. I waited and waited… And waited, until I was almost ready to make an attempt and leave, but the door suddenly opened. My eyes immediately locked on his icy-blue ones, which didn’t make my knees weak, strangely enough… But just fed my need to laugh even harder! And so.. I did!

“Well someone is knocked out…” his raspy, sleepy voice fonded my ears. I blinked a few times before taking a hold of the wall and answered.. Maybe a little too louder than neccessery “Wanna finish me off?” There’s no need to say that the attempt of me trying to sound as seductive as possible was more than miserable. I was making a fool of myself… And strangely enough - I loved it because I couldn’t care less. I let out another chuckle, shaking my head. Dewdrop raised his eyebrows, before putting a playful smirk dance on his lips and spoke quietly “Yeah, there are two things I’m not really into - necrophilia and rape, so I’d pass.”

“But I’m not dead?” I laughed loudly, before feeling his hand dragging me inside his room. He seemed pissed for some reason? Was it me? I gasped slightly at his sudden move, before feeling my back hitting the door that locked behind me. Only now I could see Dew fully. He was still having his black pants on, while his shirt was gone, leaving him only with his not-so-well-defined abs and tattoed, bruised body. I instantly bit my lip as his hands went on both sides of my arms. His eyes were piercing me like spears and it felt… Absolutely insane. “You reek of alcohol, Y/N. Which means you’re drunk. Therefore you’re not thinking straight and that by itself means rape. So my answer is no. Try again in the mornig. I promise you, you’d like it better” Dewdrop whispered against me - his hot minty breathe hitting my lips… And there it was. The weakness in the knees. It showed! Finally - all joined the “game” - my weakness for him, the alcohol and my hormones. All were thriving! 

“But I want you…” I whispered, getting closer to his lips as my hands wrapped around his neck. My body immidiately relaxed as I almost dragged him down, before he caught me up and scoffed “The alcohol wants me, not you” “No I do!” I chuckled. Dew rolled his eyes, letting out a deep sigh as I continued my teasing “Come on… I’ve heard "stories” about your… Er… Tastes? The ropes and shit. You like BDSM? I’ve never tried. Come on, give me a ride, Dew. Should I go down on my knees and wait fo…“

"Woah, woah, woah. Who the fuck told you all this?” finally he laughed as well, still holding onto my arms tightly. His blue eyes locked onto mine. He seemed entertained. Finally! I was starting to figure out what I actually came here for… “The sisters? Some of the girls you’ve fucked before? Come on i’m starting to feel less special… I’ll tell Imperator Dewy doesn’t wanna have fun with mee” my voice instantly became a lot more high pitched and childish. The ghoul didn’t seem to like that, judging by his strict expression and the frown. His face became darker, even his lips formed a thin red line… And the weakness in my knees grew bigger in proportion of my heart race.

I swallowed slowly, feeling his grip over my arms becoming a little tighter. The atmospheric change could be sensed as well. It was getting harder to breathe… And also hotter. But maybe that was the Jack Daniels reminding me of himself and my bad decisions. “As much as I want to tuck you in bed, I also want to get you down on your knees and shut that pretty little mouth with something big enough to silence it.” his voice spoke. The way he didn’t even sound angry was making it unbelievably creepy… Because I could feel the rage radiating through his pores. The knot in my throat grew bigger as I opened my mouth slightly and managed to whisper “Please… I want you.” “How? With or without the ropes?” Dewdrop whispered, still not breaking the contact between our eyes. I could sense how he was trying his best not to rip my clothes off.. Because I was feeling exactly the same. My heart was pounding like crazy as his fingers started dancing over my bare arms all the way to my cleavage, pulling it gently just so he could tease me… And he was succeeding! I swallowed hardly finally, before hearing the warm summer wind through the cracks of the stones. One of the near candles was put out as my eyes quickly fixated on the thin smoke. And then my mind was striked… With probably another bad idea.

“Wax” I simply whispered out, stepping a little more confident on my feet. My eyes finally met his confused ones. Dew questioned me “Wax?” “Yes. Use it.” I responded. “It will hurt. You can’t just do it with any wax..” the ghoul tried to speak reason into my already aroused self. I pressed my hips to each other, feeling the wetness growing between them as I whispered next to his lips “Then let it hurt.”

And that was all needed. All needed for Dewdrop to put the most sinister of smiles over his face. He pressed his thin lips onto mine, creating the blissful sensation of euphoria in my body that I craved for so long. His long fingers tangled in my hair, getting a hold of it, his tongue fighting with mine… Pure primitive instincts for domination.

I felt my legs walking again. This time they were led by the ghoul, walking backwards to his bed. While his left hand was pressing me towards his chest, the other one was desperately trying to find something else rather than my hair. This moment he separated from me, leaving me absolutely breathless with… Probably arrhythmia and spoke, while panting “Get on your knees.” Done. I immidiately did what I was told as I watched him taking out on of the candles from its candlesticks. Dewdrop then turned to me, smirking down at my aroused persona “Take off the dress”

Done. Once again without hesitation from my side. My shaky and excited hands quickly removed the black lacy piece of clothing, before throwing it to the side. That was obviously amusing to watch since Dewdrop let out a deep chuckle as he blew out the candle “So impatient… I bet you’ll regret it” “I bet I… Oh!” I tried to speak out, before I felt the hot wax dripping over my exposed skin. It was burning. It felt like hot blades piercing my skin… But just for few seconds. After that it wasn’t this bad at all… Until it hit my left nipple. Dew knew exactly what he was doing. It was entertaining to him for sure!

I squeezed my eyes, letting out a small whimper the moment the wax made a contact with my right one. “You sure you still want that? You can always give up, girly..” the ghoul reminded me, still watching from above. I opened my eyes just to see the blue shades in his gaze becoming… Darker. Filled with lust. Arousal! “Yes…” I moaned out the moment he bent the candle once again and the wax hit the skin over my collarbone. “Oh, I love that sound…” Dew remarked. My gaze immidiately shifted to the growing buldge in his black pants. And suddenly… I couldn’t feel the pain of the burn. Only the need to have whatever it was in there inside me. One way or another!

My hands instinctivly traveled to his zipper, pulling it down slowly, still not breaking the visual contact between us. Dew clenched his jaw which made me smirk. Now I was the one in power! My fingers quickly unbuckled his belt as I pulled his black pants down, along with his boxers… But before that - I made sure to give his still covered memeber the “attention” it deserved. My lips roamed the tip of his head, while my eyes enjoyed th faces Dewdrop pulled off - lip bitting, brows coming together.. He was fighting the urge to shove it in my mouth. Even his hand was giving him out - that poor candle was at the point of breaking thanks to his grip.

“Suck it. Suck it now!” he finally hissed at me, before pulling down his boxers and forcing my mouth into it. I squeezed my eyes immdiately. My reflexes were telling me to pull back, but his hand went behind my head, pushing me to take him all in. His member was hitting that certain spot deep down in my throat that was making me slightly regret my decision… But I did my best not to make much more noises than needed.

Seconds after I started choking, while holding onto Dew’s hips. He grabbed a fistfull of my hair, pulling me away just so he could bend over to my level and “reward me” with the most content, terribly… Insanely aroused face he could pull and a sinnister smirk. He whispered against my face as tears started falling down my eyes. Not because I hated what I was doing, but because it was unexpected… And rough. And I loved it!  “I’ll fuck the drunk out of you and leave you sore and sober for days, Y/N.” And this was the moment I lost my words. My mouth formed a small o-shape due the shock of his sentence, but then… Then again I met his member up close. This time not so roughly - Dew felt merciful (on himself of course) for once and only pushed my head towards it. My tongue knew what to do - it licked every inch of his lenght all the way to the tip of the head, where it stopped. Circles and small sucks were all that this specific spot received from my side. “Look at me!” he commanded, reminding me of that action. I immidiately locked eyes with him. 

Dew was a frowning, grunting, sweating mess. I smirked to myself before making an attempt to take as much as possible of his erection in my mouth, despite the pain from the sudden deep-throat. My eyes never leaving his as I bopped my head back and forth. And then again… I felt his hand roughly pushing my head towards his member. I squeezed my eyes, gripping his thighs once again, before sensing how my limit was close. I gagged lowdly, as I felt Dewdrop’s hand pulling and pushing my head towards himself… Moans and swears in latin, leaving his mouth. Music for my ears! It was all worth it - mutually! The wetness between my legs was starting to almost drip like the hot wax from few minutes ago….

“Oh, fuck, Y/N!” he growled one last time before tilting his head back. I thought that this was the end of him… But i was wrong and naive. And he - experienced a lot more than me. My tongue was desperately trying to give his member the needed attention - swirling around the lenght of his erection, even my fingers joined the game. I finally opened my eyes just to see him starin at me. Dew whispered “You little harlot… Lay down on the bed and spread your fucking legs for me”. Third time - done! The softness under my back devoured me as I felt the world spinning slightly… Luckily the slight breeze brought me back to my senses, just to find myself beneath Dewdrop’s body. His lips immidiately crashed onto mine - hungrily kissing and abusing them as I traced my nails over his back, leaving red marks. My hips instinctivly buckled up towards his erected member.. All I needed was some sort of friction! Even a touch would have been enough at this point!

Dewdrop chuckled above me, before bitting my lip as I gasped. Everything was so unexpected with him and it was driving me insane! And closer to the edge, which was actually pathetic having in mind he didn’t even touch me the way I needed him to! “Nice nipples you have there…” he whispered towards my lips as I felt his skillfull fingers moving dangerouly close to my right nipple. 'Oh, no..! The wax!’ I thought to myself as I felt the slight pain of his actions - Dew “ripped” the sitffened wax of my sensitive spot and I gasped, arching my back. He smirked before doing the same to the other one… Sweet pain was shooting through my body as I whimpered.

“Should I take it further and drip some hot, melted wax over….” his seductive voice whispered in my ear as I felt his fingers traveling down my body towards my wet, throbbing core. Once they touched it, I instantly moaned, feeling how they sunk deep into me.“Here?” he finished his sentence. “No! No please not there!” I begged throwing my head back to the his pillow. Dew pumped his fingers a few seconds just enough to drive me insane and almost make me come… The knot in my stomach was getting tighter with each movement, before he pulled his two fingers out of me and gave my mouth a hard, passionate kiss.

Immidiately after that I felt his member entering me, making me widen my eyes in surprise as I moaned loudly into his mouth. Dewdrop moved in agonizing speed… It wasn’t too fast, but far from being enough to make me each of us come. The moment he separated his lips from mine, his hand got a hold of my neck and squeezed it slightly. I gasped. “That’s right, Y/N… Tell me now how much you love to get railed by half-demons! I bet you’re so proud of yourself, girly…” Dew remarked as his hair gotten into his face the more and more he thrusted into me. My limbs were way too numb to try and move it away and even if they were capable of doing it, I’d probably get denied by him. Dew’s suddenly pinned my wrists down to the bed, still keeping his speed as my moans became louder and a lot more desperate.

“P-Please…” I managed to speak out. “Please what? Say it and you’ll have it” the ghoul whispered. Looks like the words were true after all - the devil is not an little red man with horns and a tail… Instead he’s a fully grown man with tail, horns and a dirty mind that would make even Satan blush in shame. “Come! Make me come!” I shouted out arching my back as I felt what was left from the wax on my chest breaking. This shot another small sensation of pain through my body as I opened my eyes. Dew smirked at me, before tightening the grip around my wrists… they were starting to hurt.

Suddenly he flipped me over to my stomach. I gasped in surprised as he once again separated my legs as he moved between them. And again - that well known feeling of his member entering my throbbing core. I moaned as he started to thrust harder in me, his hand pulling my hair to his chest as the other one started playing with my sensitive clit. I squeezed my eyes, feeling the bubble in my stomach ready to burst before he growled… Almost inhumanly “Veni!” And for the last (hopefully) forth time this night… I did what i was told. The sweet release of my orgasm hit my body like a lightning, paralyzing every part of my limbs. I got a hold of the wooden bedframe, panting wildly as I felt Dew’s release inside. Still gripping my hair, but this time kissing my left shoulder, he breathed out “A-Are… Are you sober already? Or should we go for round two?”

“No, no… No!” I chuckled, feeling how Dewdrop was pulling me into his soft, warm embrace. He spun me around swiftly, being careful not to make me completely lose control of myself, as he stared into my eyes. “You seem tired” I remarked, gently brushing his cheek with my knuckles as I gave him a sweet smile. My body relaxed into his arms as he made us both lay down on the bed, me putting his head on his chest as Dew whispered “Tired of your bullshit, yeah.” “You dickhead! I’ll never fuck you again!” I squeeled out jokingly, hitting him with his pillow as he laughed, before pulling me back into his arms “We both know that’s a lie… Now rest. You’ll need it.”