#god this is pretty i want to know so much more abt them...

[sharonaparadox]

[Image: fanart of Roo and Lilith from Hazbin Hotel, uncolored but for red and purple accents. There is a mirror with purple outlines around its frame and dark tendrils crawling around it as what look like eyes at the top of the frame watch Lilith standing in front of the mirror. A shadow falls over the top of her face, her purple eyes half-lidded as she frowns lightly and holds her diamond pendant necklace up from her chest. Roo is leaning out from behind the mirror with a sly grin, red eyes narrowed while words nearby read, “To the root & back” End description.]

One of my favorite recent drawings^^ Im planning to do a small comic of lilith n Roo in the future-

[starglow-xx]

𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘺 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

(𝘯.) 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵

the nakajima atsushi collection of “the love of an older brother” series

ˏˋ��•*⁀➷ synopsis: he’s had a terrible childhood, and is in no condition to take care of himself much less a newborn, but he’ll do everything it takes to make sure you’ll have the childhood he’s never had

having a baby sister pt. 3 !!

(platonic!) older brother! nakajima atsushi x baby sister! reader

characters: tanizaki junichiro, tanizaki naomi, miyazawa kenji, izumi kyouka | type of work: head canons | pt. 1 | pt. 2 |

a/n : i have risen from the dead! hope u enjoy!

mini guardians time ✧˖*°࿐

when the agency adults can’t watch you and neither can atsushi, it’s lucky that there’s still some people who can! let’s see how things work out…

tanizaki junichiro ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

he's already a big brother so what could go wrong?

many, many things

he’s genuinely a good caretaker but smth always happens idk

nothing bad or like dangerous but like clumsy and or inconvenient little mishaps yk?

but the thing is, it’s never his fault

things just happen ™

“u-um tanizaki-san why are u and my sister covered in formula?...”

“please don’t ask atsushi-kun”

It’s like in those cliche movies where there’s like a character that just has really bad luck

once he was feeding u and the nipple of the bottle just popped off somehow

so like the responsible young adult he is, he cleans up the mess and goes to change you, but right after he changes you, like 5 minutes later you end up needing a diaper change, so he undresses you again to change your diaper only to have to change your clothes again after you spit up some milk 10 minutes later

it only really seems to happen to him and boy is tired

his favorite times are probably when he’s on baby duty and ur sleeping

1) because he doesn’t have to deal with those poor mishaps and 

2) no one bothers him when ur sleeping

yeah sure u have a baby car seat thingy but he also uses the carrier thing that get strapped onto you

kunikida makes sure dazai isn’t near him so that u can sleep which means he doesn’t get dragged into what poor atsushi-kun got dragged into by his mentor

not his circus not his monkeys or whatever the saying is

another plus ranpo-san can’t send him on any errands bc the president (god bless him) forbade him 

and yosano-sensei can’t try to bring him into her office when he gets a papercut or some shit

he’s terrified even when he knows she’s joking

anyways, all in all a pretty solid 8 or 9/10

tanizaki naomi ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

usually the one taking care of u when everyone else is pretty busy

she and haruno-san love to buy u cute little outfits to dress u up in

maybe goes a little overboard…

“n-naomi-san isn’t that a little too much..? and my arms are getting tired…”

“nonsense atsushi-kun! she looks darling in everything!”

started to play peek-a-boo with u and lowkey regrets it a little bc u want to play for what seems like forever

just mindlessly yaps to u while she works and u just sit there in your little carrier car seat thing with a rattle

atsushi fears when he and tanizaki come back from some sort of errand or mission bc well…yk naomi

“jokes” abt how ur like her child and him coming back from the mission is like him coming back to take care of his family…

…yeah atsushi snatches u right out of that situation very, very quickly

but despite those…uncomfortable moments, atsushi genuinely trusts her with u

he’s glad that you’ll have a somewhat more normal female figure to look up to (sis/bro con thing aside)

your other options are yosano and kyouka and well, while he trusts them with his life and care abt them sm…

…scary sadistic doctor lady and innocent yet impassive and scary little assassin does he need to say more

…or actually now that atsushi thinks about it, maybe haruno-san should look after u more…

anyways

a solid 8/10 on atsushi trust scale

miyazawa kenji ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

teehee finds u cute

all the kids loved to play with him back in his village bc he was so strong but he’s never looked after someone this young before

he gets along with old people pretty well, but yeah hasn’t hung around babies much

when he goes around town to just help out the old folks, he brings u along since he knows that they like to see u too hehe

everyone literally needs sunglasses to look at you both

it’s too bright

likes reading children’s book to u

especially when it’s abt farmers or smth on a farm since he can share his own stories too

Is very fond of singing the old mcdonald had a farm

introduced u to his cow and kunikida nearly had a heart attack seeing it in the office

“(y/n)-chan this is a cow! just like the one old mcdonald had! remember cows go moo!”

“kenji, i can take over watching (y/n)--WHY IS THERE A COW IN THE AGENCY?!?!”

got scolded by kunikida but got saved bc dazai was giggling so kunikida went to strangle him instead

besides ranpo and dazai, tbh kenji is the one that give kunikida the most heart attacks bc unlike the other two where kunikida knows they’re joking (he hopes), kenji genuinely doesn’t know any better (for the most part)

“kenji have you seen–WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

“oh! hello kunikida-san!”

“kenji why are you throwing (y/n) up in the air like that?!”

“oh! I heard it’s a thing people do”

“NOT WHEN THEY’RE NEWBORNS”

“but she’s still all bundled up! and look she’s smiling!”

“....”

a solid 7 on the atsushi trust scale

izumi kyouka ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

means well, but like kunikida…

is just a little stiff

“k-kyouka-chan you can breathe…”

“...”

anyways

like dazai, is curious about u and just watches u do ur thing (which isn’t much but yk, it’s the thought that counts?)

but sometimes she stares…just a bit too intently

“ne ne atsushi-kun…is kyouka-chan okay?”

“...i…i’m not too sure dazai-san…she…she’s starting to scare me a little…”

yk how when she gets excited or amazed, her eyes sparkle amd stuff, that’s what she’s like when u start to giggle, babble, or coo

buys u a little bunny plush that matches hers!

now ur both bunny buddies ⸜( *ˊᵕˋ* )⸝

while getting the hang of watching over the baby, she does over time, begin to relax a little, but there was this one incident where you, her, and atsushi were walking through the city, you in atsushi’s arms when someone accidentally bumped into him and in like .2847309 seconds kyouka had her blade out

atsushi profusely apologized, bowing again and again for 5 minutes while kyouka stood behind him with an impassive look on her face as she held you

protective mama bear instincts 1927402/10

can even give kunikida a run for his money

(not that he has much given how often dazai steals his wallet…)

speaking of money

is lowkey excited for when you can start eating solids and have other things besides formula bc she can have tofu with u at tachibana

atsushi will mourn that day bc of his poor wallet

overall, just adores being with u

and bc of the fact that she and atsushi dorm together, she gets to spend more time with u!

although, in her eagerness to do everything…

sometimes it leave atsushi with nothing to do (・_・;)

nonetheless, thinks it’s endearing the way she cares for u

no matter how intense she can be (￣ ￣|||)

another solid 7/10

and as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

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[specific-dreamer]

inspired by @broareweabouttoviberightnow ‘s post abt pony still having baby teeth. it’s not as good as i wanted it to be so soz for the abrupt ending 😭😭

Ponyboy did not have a great day at school, thanks for asking. It started off alright at least, but then, in gym class, they played kickball. And Pony’s fairly good at kickball, alright? Between ex-football player Darrel Curtis and Steve always-out-to-get-him Randle, he kind of had to be good at kickball.

Today, though, he didn’t stand a chance. Ponyboy was in charge of rolling the ball to the other team’s kicker and, honestly, no one could have expected the other guy to be such a strong kicker with such shitty aim and, well. The ball hit Ponyboy in the mouth with the force of at least ten Steve Randles.

He blacked out a little, it was a hard hit, alright, sue him, but he remembers everyone crowding around him, asking if he was alright or if he needed to go to the nurse. Ponyboy was fine thankfully, he even felt fine enough to keep playing. When he rolled the ball again, he ran his tongue over his teeth for good luck and he felt it. A loose tooth. That motherfucker knocked his tooth loose.

He almost couldn’t believe it, but a larger part of him was grateful. He’d been waiting for that tooth to come loose for a really long time. Plus, he kinda liked having a loose tooth; he forgot how much fun it was wiggling it around whenever he got bored. Usually, he had a loose tooth for a week before it’d eventually fall out. This time it lasted til lunch. Three hours after it first loosened.

It was the one time Ponyboy actually ate lunch in the cafeteria and he promised himself never again. But Curly really wanted some casserole surprise or whatever the lunch ladies were serving. Pony hadn’t thought it’d be edible, let alone good, so he grabbed a dull red apple for his lunch (that apple costed him three cents by the way. Three whole cents! Pony’s never eating in the cafeteria again, he swears it).

Ponyboy finished about half the apple when Curly abruptly dragged him out the cafeteria. He said something about how he forgot Dally and Steve were waiting for Pony, and by default himself,in the parking lot. That means Pony suffered through a pathetic lunch for nothing. He gives Curly a nice hard punch as he tosses the apple in the trash on the way out.

When they arrive at Steve’s car they find him and Dally in the middle of… an argument? They were glaring at each other in a way that could be mistaken for a staring contest, but Pony knows better. The two were probably about to duke it out if not for him and Curly arriving. Well, they probably still would have, but Dally glances at Pony once, turns back to Steve, then widens his eyes and almost breaks his neck turning back to Ponyboy.

“Fuck are you bleeding for?”

Pony frowns and instinctively touches his chest. “I am?”

Dally clicks his teeth, “From your mouth, idiot.”

The sound of a snicker then the most agitating voice Ponyboy has ever had the misfortune of hearing says, “You lose a fight and get punched in the mouth, kid?”

God, just the sound of Steve’s voice grates on Ponyboy’s nerves. Wait. His eyes widen and he quickly runs his tongue over his loose tooth. Well, where it should be. “My tooth!”

From the corner of his eye he can see Dally gagging, some blood may have spat from his mouth when he spoke, and Steve stiffening up and looking back at the school. Gearing for a fight he’ll probably lose, Pony thinks absently. “Shit, he knocked your tooth out!”

“When did you have time to get in a fight?” Ponyboy isn’t paying much attention to any of them, too busy searching the ground for his tooth, but he’s pretty sure Curly sounds more disappointed than worried, the asshole.

“Darry’s gon’ kill us— Would you quit actin’ a fool!” He can hear Steve slapping someone upside the head, Dally if the hiss is anything to go by. “What? Mr County Lock up ain’t never seen blood before?”

“You hit me again and you ‘bout to see some real blood.”

“You know who will hit us? Darrel.”

A pause. “Shit.”

“Shit,” Steve says in agreement.

Pony rolls his eyes and cuts his losses. He’s never gonna find that damn tooth. Who knows when he lost it. Wait, did he swallow it? What’s the last thing he ate? “That damn apple,” he answers aloud.

“What?” Curly asks. This is all his fault. If he didn’t drag Pony to the cafeteria then he never would’ve eaten that apple.

“I ate that damn apple,” he shoves Curly for emphasis. “And it took my fucking tooth.”

“Why am I getting abused! The fuck?”

“Wait. Hang on, munchkin.”

“I am not—!”

“Shut up, munch,” Steve repeats. “Are you telling me you lost a fight to an apple?” Dallas doesn’t even try to hide a snort.

Ponyboy is very much not pouting okay? “It was already loose! Hardly a fair fight,” Pony climbs into the backseat of the car and he's mostly over this stupid conversation. He doesn’t need to explain himself to them. He lost his tooth big whoop, that’s hardly any of their business. Leaning over the side of the car, he spits a good amount of blood into the parking lot and he can hear Dally gagging again. Serves him right for laughing, Pony thinks.

[jawz]

i saw the tv glow is legitimately one of the stupidest, most tryhard movies i've ever seen in my entire life. absolute dogshit. and everyone is pretending it's the most lifechanging thing they've ever seen LOL give me a break! the gall to claim this is inspired by fucking DAVID LYNCH??? i can't

[arolesbianism]

I was looking at old photos of some of my nuggets yesterday from before I did my first day 1 reset (aka before I got a mod that lets you keep your agents during day 1 resets) and realized that I accidentally remade Eva wrong. Except! Beautiful world! It's actually a good thing because her current back hair was her dead sister's back hair so actually it was intentional from the start and I'm a genius forever <3333

[faaun]

the forest looks like heaven today i woke up feeling the heaviest weight at the top of my heart

[shiryawashere]

you ever miss your comfort character so bad you gotta go outside about it

[skitskatdacat63]

Okay finally posting my pics from when I went to Hanger-7 on Saturday July 1st !!

RB9 🥹

STR3 !!!

RB16B

RB7

Various Red Bull-Saubers(including Kimi's first F1 car!!!)

Tbh I think seeing these cars was more surreal and insane to me than going to the actual race the very next day. I think it's because I'm more deranged about the 2010s than nowadays(for the most part), so seeing all these incredibly iconic cars in the flesh(especially ones like the STR3 and Hungry Heidi) was just unbelievable to me. And the fact that it's free entry as well??? Yeah yeah, feel free to waltz into our aircraft hanger, free of charge, and witness these spectacles of engineering 🥱

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

its so weird to read some of my old fics (do NOT do it but i'm just being hypothetical rn) and reading it. like who even was this person?? i completely was in a haze back in 2020. i literally was posting 3 chapters a day. A DAY. what in the WORLD was that shit.

anyway i remembered some STUPID sappy shit and i didnt remember if i'd put it into a fic or not BUT I FOUND IT.

She and Hope had been dating in secret for months anyway, and any attempt to go talk to Ryan only filed her disposition of displeasure upon knowing that she couldn’t tell anyone, Molly especially, it destroyed herself mentally. They couldn’t really go anywhere near the school, always having to lie to everyone about having projects together when Molly wasn’t around them. It’d consisted with 9 PM - 2 AM intervals of being able to actually see each other. Hope would sneak through her small bedroom window with a portable record player and whatever she had gotten from the vintage record store downtown, and Amy would always fall asleep around eleven because of her internal clock. She would always wake up to find a single sticky note stuck on the edge of her desk whenever she woke up to her alarm the next morning. One of them, Amy still had tucked inside of her phone case, a heavily detailed human heart, with blue and red ink sketched onto a neon pink sticky note, there was a caption that headed the small paper reading the phrase over every now and again makes her almost melt every time. “You have my heart.”

yeah idk why the fuck but i thought of this fucking idea again today and i was like "omg did i ever put that heart note thing in a fic???" yeah you fucking did.

all that to say ME AND WHO???? imagine. thats so fucking.... RAHHHH.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

painting a mackerel today :]

[binders-and-beanies]

ED tw in da tags i just need 2 vent

[thursdayg1rl]

my aunt after the situation she specifically designed to escalate escalates

[infictionalwonderland]

Overstimulating JJ bc he pissed you off?? I wanna put that boy is his placeeee!! Also it’s okay if you don’t do smut—was just curious 🫦

“Ma—ma, please, please please ma—“ JJ whined out desperately, his head tossed back, his hips in a battle between chasing into your hand and pulling away.

His bare chest was heaving and coated lightly in sweat and his own cum, legs spread wide open, body completely bare to you in comparison to your clothed self. His hair a mess from your tugging, his lips kiss swollen and slick with saliva.

“What J?” You coo mockingly, moving your hand a bit faster and squeezing him—laughing tauntingly as he throbbed pathetically in your hand, already coated in his previous releases. “Fuck. You’re so pathetic. I give you everything and your needy little cock still wants more?”

“‘M—not—‘m—ah,” JJ babbled, his entire body shaking, his cheeks flushed. “God—Ma, Ma, please—I can’t.” He whimpered, tears building in the corner of his eyes even as he arched into your grasp, his hips twitching hopelessly.

“You can.” You hum back, leaning forward to kiss at the tip of his dick, already leaking yet again. Achingly hard and throbbing hotly in your hand, the tip a bright angry red. “You can and you are. This cock is mine J, and I’m taking every. Last. Drop. Of your cum. Understand?”

JJ cried out at your words and your actions, bucking against your mouth, his thighs trembling so much they were shaking the bed.

“All—it’s all yours ma.” He babbled, the tears leaking down his face now. “All—all yours, I’m yours. Everything.”

You simply laugh mockingly as you take him into your mouth, lapping your tongue around his angry throbbing tip, your nails digging into the sensitive skin of his thighs.

It barely takes a few licks and swirls of your tongue before JJ is crying out so loud he can barely breathe, aching so so bad from the pleasure and the overstimulation—so incredibly sensitive as he cums into your mouth, his hands clutching frantically at your hair, pulling and tugging as he trembles and sobs.

You tear his hands from your hair and hold them down behind his back with one hand as the other grabs his jaw and yanks him down—kissing him, a mix of rough sultriness and the beginnings of softness. You push your tongue into his mouth, making him taste and swallow his own release and he whimpers pathetically into your mouth, tasting himself. Kissing you back weakly but surely, ready for whatever you want to give despite the pleasured aching pain you’ve put him in.

“My poor pretty baby.” You coo mockingly against his lips, fingers grasping his jaw and holding his face to yours. “All fucked out. Nothing left in ya, huh?”

JJ simply shakes in your grasp, his eyes watery still with little tear tracks on his face, a pout on his lips - his lips fall open slightly as though he wants to speak but can’t get the words out, a whine suck in his throat as he simply looks at you. Needy, pleading and aching.

“I’ll make sure of that.” You grin a bit, your hold on his jaw dragging it open enough so that you can fit your fingers into his mouth, making him suck off his sticky, hot cum. “But clean up your mess first pretty.”

(this is my first ever proper smut, don’t know how to feel abt it😫😫)

[arolesbianism]

Man oni can't do this to me I'm supposed to be preparing for artfight but all I can think abt is Them™ from the second I wake up to the moment I go to bed how am I supposed to prepare in these circumstances 😔

[zombaebitez]

You Get Me So High

ellie williams x reader

synopsis: ellie goes on the balcony to light up, but you have another idea.

zom’s note: okay maybe this kinda sucks, but i randomly thought of this at like 2am.

word count: abt 1.8k

warnings: only nsfw content (don’t like, then don’t read!), top!reader, bottom!ellie, eating out (e!receiving), fingering (e!receiving), intoxicated (ellie is high, reader is not).

“Babe, I’ll be on the balcony,” you hear Ellie yell from the shared bedroom. You were currently getting a snack from the kitchen, having the late night munchies. Turning around, you see Ellie walking through the living area to the sliding door to the balcony of the apartment. “Mmm okay,” you mumbled, returning to the hunt for a snack. The only reason she’d be stepping outside this late was to smoke, you knew that.

After rummaging around through the pantry, you grabbed a bag of chips, and opened them, before turning to look at Ellie’s darkened figure outside being lightened by a soft warm glow, tell tale sign of her joint being lit with a lighter. You stuffed a handful of chips in your mouth as you eyed her figure for a while, munching in thought.

You were contemplating joining her on the balcony, you weren’t as much of a smoker as she was, but you did occasionally; you never cared if Ellie smoked around you or not, but she remained adamant about not smoking inside the apartment. Didn’t wanna make it a habit. But as you watched her, an idea popped into your head. You set your half eaten bag of chips onto the counter, dusting your hands off, deciding you wanted to join your girlfriend. It was a little chilly out, and you were only wearing some sleep shorts and a tee, so you quickly went to grab one of Ellie’s zipups, her’s just felt... better!

You were now sliding the door open, seeing the obvious smoke dancing around where Ellie was leaning on the rail. The only sign of her acknowledgment of you stepping next to her was a quick glance, and a wave of her hand (trying to fan some of the smoke away). “Ellie, baby it’s fine,” you say quietly, “Just wanted to get some air with you.” A half truth.

She hummed softly, bumping her hip with yours. The joint between her fingers emits a constant dance of smoke, following her movements as she takes another drag, holding, then exhaling. It was a comfortable silence, it always is with her. You turn your attention to the side of her face, her hair was a slight mess, slightly falling in front of her eyes. Gently you reach over, tucking some of the hair behind her ear, smoothing out her bangs. She hid a smile, turning her face away from you for a mere moment, then looked at you for the second time since you joined her.

Her green eyes always pulled you in, ‘so pretty’ you thought. She blinked before smiling again, a slight blush creeping up. “God you’re such a sap, babe.” You furrowed your eyebrows, before realizing, “Shit, I said that outloud?” This time she giggled, “Yeah, always thinking about me, huh?” She takes another inhale of her joint, her question being rhetorical, but you softly said, “Always baby.”

Ellie mumbled out a ‘god’, obviously trying not to seem too flustered by your calm, sickly sweet demeanor. Maybe the high was starting to get to her… no it definitely was. Ellie always seemed a bit more relaxed, easier for you to get away with certain things. Maybe it was a little fucked to admit, but you love when Ellie gets high, she’s so pliable when she is.

Shifting closer to her, you laid a hand on the small of her back, slowly moving it over to squeeze her waist. She swayed a little, not knowing whether to support her weight onto the rail some more, or lean into your touch. You glanced at the joint she held, before making a sort of impromptu decision to pluck the joint from between her fingers. She followed your movements, with slight confusion.

“What’re you doin’?” She asked, but didn’t make a move to get the joint back, she didn’t have the will to. You ignored her question, taking a deep inhale of the joint. She watched you, or it seemed like she was. The high clearly making its way through the girl, she seemed slightly like molasses as time went by. A little too calm, a little too heavy. You took one more hit, before stubbing the joint out, and throwing it on the ground, it was practically out anyway.

Ellie just watched you, clearly enamored by your presence, but not fully here with you at this moment. You didn’t trust her with walking on her own, and honestly you didn’t want her to; so, you gently pulled her closer by the hand on her waist, and slowly moved her back inside, sliding the door closed with your foot, and to the living room couch. She whined as you sat her down, immediately sinking into the plushness of it, closing her eyes.

Fuck, she was so cute, like ‘so cute you wanna fuck her up cute’, in the best way possible. You knew she’d either wanna knock out, or cuddle and not leave your side… then knock out within 30 minutes, but you had other plans. Getting on your knees in front of her, you gently pushed her knees apart so you could have room between them. She hummed, peeking at you with half lidded eyes, mumbling something.

“What’s that, Els?” You rub her knee gently, leaning your head on it. “Wan’ you up here w’ me,” her words were a little drawn out, voice quiet. You shushed her, pressing a small kiss to the side of her knee, ‘wanna take care of you, Els.” She merely hummed, no motivation to move as she closed her eyes again, allowing you to have your way. That was all the confirmation you needed.

You took this moment to let your eyes wander, she was wearing a loose long sleeve top, with some sweats that hung low on her thin frame because they weren't tied. You could see the band of her boxers peeking over her sweats, and fuck the more you stared at her, the more you wanted her. She was just so effortlessly hot, maybe you had a problem (or both).

Grabbing the hem of her sweats, you tugged. It took a little effort to get those and her boxers off as she didn’t really help much, other than spreading her legs back once you tossed them on the ground next to you. You decided to leave her shirt alone, it’ll take too much work, and you knew Ellie could care less about the shirt.

Her syrupy head is now filled with just letting you do what you want with her, and needing you closer. She weakly grabbed at your arm, as you settled again. “What is it, baby?” She merely whined out a ‘please’. You sat up to lean over her slouched body, running your hands up her thighs, and under her shirt as you did so. You knew she was slowly losing her patience with you, the high making her feel too heavy as time went by, she felt buzzy, that buzz soon settling deep elsewhere as she watched you.

Having a little sympathy, you moved forward to place a few kisses on her jaw and neck, leaving a mark with some, she wrapped her legs around you, desperately trying to grind her already messy cunt onto your stomach. She was really worked up, and just needed some form of friction already. You let her do that for a little bit, moving your kisses up to her pretty lips, already bitten swollen from her trying to control her noises. You roughly pushed her hips down into the couch, gently pushing your tongue to circle around Ellie’s when her whines started to turn into quick pants, ending with a deep kiss to shut her up.

Her exhale was shaky, feeling a little dizzy from the lack of air she didn’t realize she was missing. “Babe, need you so bad,” she started begging, a little incoherent, but she was. Poor thing, so desperate, so needy, just how you wanted her. You needed her just as bad, the urge to have your face buried between her legs triumphing wanting to fuck with her some more. You unwrap her legs from around your waist, spreading them wide, before sinking down on your knees again. She sighed softly, leaning her head into the side of the plush back of the couch, ready to get what she needed.

She was wet. Like soaked, you didn’t realize the extent earlier. “Fuck… Els, didn’t realize you needed it this bad.” She mumbled a ‘yeah’ in what you assume to be an agreement. You couldn’t wait anymore, you dipped down to place your tongue flat on her clit, circling it, and wrapped your arms around the back of her thighs so she could rest her legs on your shoulders in one movement. Ellie immediately cried out, a sound between a whine and a moan, as you continued the action.

The poor girl was shaking, tangling a hand into your hair as she pressed you closer. A slew of, ‘fuck’, ‘harder please’, and ‘right there’ kept coming, like she couldn’t shut up. As your mouth focused on your girlfriend’s clit, you teased a finger around her entrance, causing a sharp inhale from her. She grinded slightly trying to get you to press a finger in, and enjoyed the pathetic attempts for a bit, before thrusting two inside without warning.

That made her tense, her softer whines steadily turning into louder moans and pleas as you fucked her like a person starved. She couldn’t stop that fuzzy feeling from clouding her mind, and the one sinking deep into her gut. Everything was too good, a little overwhelming. But to you, everything was just right, you wanted her so bad, craved her even.

The room was filled with Ellie’s moans, and the sloppy sounds of your fingers pounding into her. It was fucking heaven at this point, you could get lost between her legs whenever. You curled and pressed your fingers up, as you focused more on her clit, making her body tremble, she was close, really close. You could feel it in the way her thighs tightened around your head, and the obvious spasm around your fingers. She started babbling about god knows what, her whining falling on deaf ears. And then there it was, pressing her legs further up, and a few moments later she came.

You kept at it between her legs for a little longer, her moans turning into quiet pants as you lazily fucked her through the come down. Letting that fuzzy feeling dully work its way through her body, and a deep satisfaction bloom. You slowed your actions to a stop, gently kissed at her inner thighs, feeling them tremble as you did. Then gently, you removed them from around you, as to not make the ache that's soon to set in worse.

You leaned back up to place a few kisses onto her lips, smiling when she did. That made you happy, seeing her all content and fucked out. Brushing her hair back behind her ear once more, you couldn’t help but murmur an ‘I love you’, to which she responded ‘love you more, babe’ with a yawn. Stretching your arms above your head, you groaned, ready to get off the hard floor, and clean up your girlfriend. You knew she’d wanna return the favor come morning, so your main focus was her. And she was about to pass out either way, that high about to knock her out. You loved it.

[sh1-n0bu]

bello, not sure if your taking requests so this will be my little thirst😼

was thinking about the elf bf and how intimacy is so foreign to him! How good your touches feel on his heated skin but what was this odd feeling? The coil in his tummy getting tighter with each grind of his hips on your thigh. The feeling felt so weird.. it feels good? is this good? he doesn’t want to disappoint you, or worse, scare you away! so he stops himself, letting his hips slow their grind for a moment. Inadvertently edging himself!

id like to imagine if he touched himself he would stop before cumming as well, he doesn’t know what it is! it feels so odd, makes him feel hot all over!

After he slows his grinds, you would be a bit confused…, does he not want to cum? or does he want to wait til your inside him? it takes a bit before you even think that maybe he hasn’t gotten that far before, the idea that you get to corrupt him making your face heat. Goodness he would be so pretty, teary eyes begging for you to slow down. Hips bruised from how rough you had grabbed him!

and to think, when he finally cums? its so overwhelming. heat spreading through his body, mind numbing as his legs twitch slightly? his pretty cock leaking onto his stomach? GOOD LORD I NEED IT💥💥💥

ty for listening nobu🫶🏼 we love you pls dont die

(low key my first ask, hope you enjoyed as i dont write much)

bellooooo, me is not taking requests for now but im still open for brainrots/thirsts!!!!

good lawdddd y’all gotta stop corrupting me more, my horny level can’t keep up guys. so i haven’t read the history of middle earth and all abt the biologies and cultures of the races tolkien created but i have come across multiple posts or points of people pointing out that sex and intimacy is an extremely important and raw thing. like how a constant friction creates fire over time and how that fire spreads into a wildfire that consumes everything, that’s how it is to elves and their culture. courting is important and it could go for a very long time until they decide to officially tie the knot. yet even after getting married, the consummation won’t happen in a while, first the couple must at least intertwine their fëa (soul) and so, the consummation act is more intense and powerful. its a very draining thing, when elves fuck, they fuck. long and hard, probably all night and into the next morning and even evening perhaps. they’re immortals, they have a monster amount of stamina

so with this info in mind, u gotta realize that elves do have knowledge of sex, how it usually feels etc and how near sacred it is to their kin. love is a fragile thing that will cross their eternal life only once and when they love, boy do they love. yet something tells me that despite having knowledge of sex, masturbation and other fleshly pleasures, they don’t participate in it much. its like they barely have anything that gets them pent up or sexually frustrated until they fall in love. and if it is a mortal? oh boy, they are confused and yearning. it’s like an instant neuron activation for them

the poor elf would barely know what to do with these thoughts and imaginations of you and him in such a compromising position. images of you guiding him through your first times together, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings into his sensitive, pointy ear while he shrivels with embarrassing noises on your lap. oh how those calloused, hardened hands would feel when tightly fisting at his cock, draining him dry and milking every last drop of his cum. how those long, thick fingers would feel when thrusting inside him, scissoring him open and making him squeal. good god, don’t even get him started on the dirty images he thinks of you when he looks at those arms and thighs of yours, he’s imagining himself riding that muscle until he soils his pants or how your hands would push his head down to fully swallow your cock into his throat

would it taste as how it is described in the eroticas? would your precum be salty as your thick cock head pushes past his soft lips with your soothing voice instructing him to “open wide, puppy”? would you be so mean as to fist at his gorgeous locks and fuck into his mouth, use him to your own pleasure? he would be a good puppy for that, taking whatever you had to give him with red cheeks and hands obediently held on his lap. like a good puppy, he would open his mouth, tongue out like an eager little dog waiting for the taste of his favorite snack as you stroke your dick, a low moan falling as he finally taste your load shoot into his awaiting open jaws

and when his dirty thoughts are finally granted and turned into reality? he’s a goner. scrambling on his feet, tripping over his words, mind blanking as he feels your hands grope his ass over the linen of his pants. feeling like a young ellon rather than the full grown elf he is when your hands fiddle with the buckle of your belt, gulping down the saliva in his mouth as he sees your strap spring out of your undergarment

with a shaky hand, he would grip your strap, meagerly stroking his hands up and down with a stuttered “i-is this okay…?” oh dear stars, how badly you wanted to just fuck him dumb right then and there, seeing the cute pouting lips, big eyes staring at you for an approval as he weakly asks for your preference. how fast he is to crumble when he feels your rough hand wrap around both your and his own dicks, stroking them together with a slow pace, occasionally spitting on them. his mind was already blanking, and he was sure that he had already came into your hand the moment you touched him

“w-wait a—annh!! mmh uhnng♡︎ h-hold owwnn♡︎ i ju-ust c-came! i came alreanngh already...♡︎!!” the poor elf weakly cried out, falling back into the sea of soft pillows as his hands shook by his chest, where he held them close to himself. he was sure you could hear the rapid beating of his heart, embarrassed by the noises he kept letting out despite biting down on his lips to shut himself up. poor sweetheart, doesn’t even know that the thing dripping down onto his stomach is his pre-ejaculation and not his cum! “shh shh… it’s alright, darling. i’ll be sure to teach you all about the fleshly pleasures tonight♡︎” and you were going to absolutely ruin him

sweet virgin elf who crumples into a heap of mess after experiencing his first cum. moaning and even squealing as his hands flailed around, unable to choose whether to hold onto your arms or to claw at the blanket beneath himself as you continue to keep going despite his whines of having already came. you were so mean, quickening your pace and even squeezing your dicks together, he was so sure that he blacked out when you first did that or swiped a thumb over his oozing tip. arms covering his face to hide the flush of his cheeks and the drooped ears, crying out to you that he was going to die. so dramatic

“sh-stooohpp..! stop stopstopstop—stop it♡︎♡︎! i came!! i nyaagh ungh guhc—came! i alreaawdyy camee…♥︎!” the elf cried out, already slurring his words together as his hips grind back and forth on the bed until your free hand comes up to keep it down in place with a bruising grip. your sweet boyfriend could only cry out, a broken whine falling as he shook his head, looking down at your hand that held down his hip before shifting to look at where your cocks were touching. held together in a tight fist, your hand already soiled with his cute load of precum as well as his stomach. he never noticed it before but gods, your strap was dwarfing him in size and girth. he would surely die if he takes that big thing inside himself!

but when you don’t seem to hear his pleas and only continue to fuck your strap and his weeping cock together in a faster pace into the tight grip of your fist — even rocking your hips forward too! — the poor elf was sure he was going to see the bright skies of valinor that night. whimpers turning into broken wails, punched out sobs of your name falling out of his now bloodied lips as he covers his face with his hands. he could feel the hot tears that fell from his eyes, wiping them away with cute pathetic sniffles as you tighten your fist just at the heads. another squeeze and one more before he was crying out your name in a shrill scream, his legs around your hips tightening, shaking even, as he finally feels himself cumming alongside you. translucent colored seeds mixing together, dirtying his stomach and even shooting up to his heaving chest

“…s-shoo goowdd… aaanh hhagc—♡︎ c-cum..♥︎ cumming ’gainn hhgaaa♥︎ ughk haahg [n-naawme], [namenamenamena—]♥︎♥︎” the elf sobbed out weakly, a putty in your hands as he feels his cock slowly grow flaccid. if it weren’t for the rough pads of your fingers tracing circles around his clenching rim and the feeling of your clean hand push away his hands from his face, your elf bf would have most definitely been sure that he had died and was re-embodied. yet despite the fuzziness in his brain and the way his blood seemed to circulate too quickly through his veins, his body unconsciously pressed itself against you, against your fingers as if seeking for more pleasure

thats enough thirsting yall, go do yalls assignments