#i would let her do anything tbh

[freakumfilm]

y’all make me wanna write ellie content

♡ㅤׄㅤִㅤ ୨୧ imagine ellie giving whiny!pillowprincess!reader backshots while you’re wearing nothing but her hoodie on… gosh.

your face would be pressed so deep into the pillows to the point you’re practically suffocating. your pouty lips all shiny from drooling, your mouth permanently hanging open as loud mewls and whimpers emitted from within your throat. dainty hands gripping the sheets of the bed tightly in your fists, hooded eyes all wide and rolling back into your skull. you were the definition of absolutely fucked out, and man was it a fucking sight to the freckled face girl drilling you from behind.

her fake cock pounding into you with no mercy whatsoever, her veiny strong hands gripping your hips with vigor. her hips slapping into the plush skin of your ass harshly, causing an obscene slapping sound to echo loudly around the perimeter of the bedroom. let’s not forgot the sound of her cock pounding into your wrecked, soaked cunt. gosh you were so wet, it was almost fucking insane to ellie. a white ring forming around the base of her strap, the sight of your pussy taking her would’ve been enough to make her cum alone.

your back arched so deliciously, ass all the way up in the air with the help of your girlfriend cause without her you would’ve folded a long ass time ago. you looked so pretty in this moment, jus getting fucked all stupid wearing nothing but her grey hoodie. ellie was convinced she never seen anything as perfect as you. she couldn’t even believe you were real.

by the way ellie was grunting and lowly moaning so much you would’ve thought she could actually feel herself fucking you. she was just in a complete daze at the whole thing, it was so fucking hot. she couldn’t help herself but to slap at your ass, rapid spanks landing at the expanse of your now bruising cheeks. the sound of your squeals making her thrust impossibly fastening.

“f— hnngh. el-l” you were so dizzy, your head felt like it was spinning around in fucking circles. unable to comprehend how good you were getting fucked. it was truly something so unimaginable. you faintly hear the laughter coming from the toned girl behind you, her emotive green irises watching your features intently.

“god, fuckin’ look at you. prettiest fucking girl there is, huh? y’going all dumb on me, babe? hm?” the auburn haired girl tilts her head just slightly. the incoherent babbles that escaped you gave her, her answer. ellie nods with a small smirk, her toned tattooed arm coming up to wrap around your neck; pulling you up to her. her locks all messy in its low bun, random strands of hair coming out her bun, framing her face due to her rough movements. your girlfriend chuckles to herself a bit. cocky little shit.

“yeah? oh i know baby, it’s just too good huh? taking me so deep in that messy little cunt of yours.” she coos, her hand traveling from your neck, down to cup your pussy. her fingers putting pressure and quickly rubbing circles over your sensitive clit. your broken whines were immediate, your hips raising up. trying to scramble away from the pleasure that become too much.

but with ellie hold on you, she quickly caught you and pulled you back flushed against her. she was way stronger than you, keeping you in the position she wants you to be in and making sure you’ll stay that way. her cock felt like it was deeper inside you than it ever was before. ellie grins widely, sending a quick slap to your tender ass. seeing you jolt with a yelp at the impact. “don’t be runnin’ from me, babe.” she grunted, her fingers still torturing your clit, going faster when she hear your chants. “oh—my g-gosh, els. i’mcummingimcumming!”

“thats it, good girl, cum f’me. so goddamn perfect in my hoodie, angel.

[greyedian]

MAN I'm seriously so sad about season 2. Bc I wish act 2 had the same emotional impact on me as it appears to have on so many others. But rn I'm just somewhere between unable to care and actively annoyed by some of those writing decisions. Seriously the more I think about it the less I like it.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

long as fuck nails always painted with at least a clear coat club:

saiki kusuo

teruhashi kokomi

kaido shun

saiko metori

imu rifuta

nail biters club:

kuboyasu aren

yumehara chiyo

arisu makino

suzumiya hii

nendo riki

aiura mikoto (with fake nails over top)

(formerly) kaido shun

(formerly) toritsuka reita

(formerly) akechi touma

normal short nails 🙄:

hairo kineshi

mera chisato

satou hiroshi

toritsuka reita

akechi touma

[yuwuta]

can i ask why do you dislike satosugu?👀 not hate! i'm not particularily fond of them either outside of a platonic relationship tbh, i have a long mental essay as to why lol (feel free to not answer if you feel like this is controversial, i don't wanna make anyone uncomfortable)

not a problem, i love openly bashing this man. it’s mostly because i don’t like geto to begin with LOL the short version is: i think he’s kind of a bitch, really wack villain arc, and his ct it overrated 🙄 also he was a terrible friend omg… i feel no sympathy for him all around, and pairing him with satoru doesn’t gain him any points in my book.

even as a pair, i don’t see the appeal. sure, they were the strongest at the time (but even in that statement i roll my eyes) but the second satoru started to take himself seriously, geto started to crash out like an insecure dcom second lead, there’s no way i could overlook that in their relationship. he was not the only one who got his ass kicked by toji and he was acting like he was and the whole universe was plotting against him 🙄 one little mission goes awry and he’s ready to be a villain? LOSER! that is so not the ninja way!! and even if toji caused him that much pyschological damage: (1) toji died, so he’s not your problem anymore, (2) he was in hs like sorry you thought you were the shit and got your world rocked like oh nooo there are people more seasoned and more powerful out there than a second-year highschooler 😱 knuck up, buttercup!! do you see anybody else losing their marbles? NO! 

i could be serious and give an elaborate answer but unserious shorthand version is really don’t think he needed to do all that nor do i think he had the status to be doing all of that 🙄 

[freakumfilm]

FUCK.

neighbour! abby my head is fuzzy she’s so!!!! the breeding strap!!!! oh my god im gonna chew through the wall im gonna gnaw through wires -🌙🐛

i’m eating plywood rn for real. she just. always in fucking boxers !!!!!! jesus christ she’s always in god. damn. boxers. she just knocks on your door in them and it’s all thick, muscular thighs and toned calves. she’s got a deep gash on one of them, and the scar is so thick the white is porcelain.

she catches you staring one time and chooses not to say anything, but it’s all you can think about when you’re drunk at her house party and pushed against her on the love seat, half on her lap.

you’re tense and abby can sense it.

can sense it as she turns to you, head balancing on your shoulder, “you okay baby?” she asks, because she says that a lot. baby. sweetheart. pretty. hey pretty girl. and it’s different now because you’re straddling her thigh, the one you think about, the one with the deep gash you think about.

“you always call me that,” you say, half giggling as you turn to her. she raises a brow, “you don’t like it?”

you look down at her thigh, then reach out and run the line where the scar is. drag a thumb over the denim and abby’s breathing changes.

“how’d you get this?” you ask, pretending you didn’t hear her previous question and flicking your gaze to her. her eyes are big, and she smiles, slow and small.

“how’d you know where it is? you got it memorised?”

“yeah,” you blurt, honest, and her smile gets bigger.

“bar fight.”

“you’re lying.”

abby takes a drag of her beer, “would never lie to you pretty,” and you chew on your lip and squint at her. lean over and take her beer from her. she watches you drink, blue eyes transfixed on how your lips go around the rim.

“what you looking at?” you ask, and abby nods to you, “your mouth.”

you pull your lips away, spit trailing, connected to the glass, and abby immediately takes the bottle from you, taking a sip.

“you win the fight?” you ask, licking your thumb, wet from the bottle.

“huh?”

“in the bar, did you win your fight?”

“oh. yeah. you wanna see it?”

“what?”

“the scar.”

“i’ve seen it. you’re always in boxers, it drives me crazy. just, all thighs and legs—“

“—what?”

abby bumps her leg, knocking it up, and her thigh suddenly pushes between your legs, pressing tight. you jolt forward, hand coming out to balence yourself on her knee, swallowing down a groan that twists into a gasp.

“this thigh?” she jokes, and fuck, heat pools in your belly, pushing to your groin.

“i’m gonna fight you.”

“yeah?” abby teases, leaning forward, and she’s clasping your chin when she asks, “you think you’ll win?”

your breath catches. you’re not sure if abby can see you losing grip on reality, but there must be a part of her that notices your body curl up, eyes glaze over and breathing change when she leans closer, nose bumping again yours as she asks,

“you think you can take me?”

her eyes are bright blue, transfixed on yours, and you swallow, alive under her gaze.

“i think i can take all of you.”

abby’s mouth opens an inch. her eyes flash with something — a bolt through the blue — and her tongue comes out, licking the corner of her mouth. she lazily gazes at you.

“i bet you could. bet you’re good like that, huh?”

you nod, humming softy as you lean closer. abby’s thigh is still tense between your legs and as you move, your pussy slides over the denim of her jeans.

“yeah, i’m good,” you sigh.

abby leans back, and you ache at the loss. she finishes her drink, and you wait like a puppy dog on her lap for her to say it. say it, say it — please please please.

she hands the empty bottle to you.

“be a good girl for me then and get me another drink, would you baby?”

[m00ngbin]

TFS TUESDAY!!! (WEDNESDAY??)

[blackbatcass]

I firmly believe babs and dick are the only two people on earth allowed to call cass ‘cassie’. No I don’t care if canon contradicts this.

[faaun]

pls i need to provide updates

[altruistic-meme]

i didn't get the specific one i was after, but i DID get a k-cup coffee maker!!! fuck yeah!!! and it came with a coffee filter too, so i can still make regular coffee in it :D

[cuteniaarts]

Behold, my latest and most enamouring new obsession:

Malina, Lady of the Chief of the Northern Water Tribe. As if Red Lotus child OCs weren’t niche enough

[bataranqs]

5 Happy Things

Dec 28, 2024

it's been a while since i did this so the fact that i remembered and wanted to do it is nice <3 also bonus it makes me think of my friends who do it too

my family is so wonderful and kind and i have been granted such goodness and fortune

my friends are so cool and brilliant and i have been granted such goodness and fortune

bf got me this nougat-like dessert from china and it is so good y'all

found out fb messenger has an ocean background that has a whale as the default emoji

[rolandkaros]

whoever requested the wta footballer au for the tennisblr promptfest...................

[twcwheeler]

The fact she looks up at Optimus so much he is the power that keeps her from falling into total desperation and darkness of her thoughts. Cee is... very emotional. Despite trying her hardest to hide it. Especially from outsiders and enemy. Guarding those feelings with hisses and growls.

I imagine he inspired her to join the bots - far before they ever even met in person. He still inspires her to remember and calm her temper when she is about to boil over, aspire to help and give a chance, even to those whom may have once wronged. When he is not around I feel she becomes to think - 'what would Optimus do...'

( "Optmus would have wanted this" is a good excuse when you're helping out someone you have a beef with - but truth told, it's still a decision SHE makes!)

She isn't perfect. She makes mistakes and let's her emotions get clutch of herself. But damn she does try to make him proud of her work. She is improving.

[waywardsalt]

link being in a position of authority (first mate) in post ph is so interesting is that even something he’s cut out for. with the composition and whatnot of the post ph crew its not like he has to be an actual authority figure but at the end of the day he’s higher ranked than damien and bellum. linebeck probably talks to him the most about sailing and adventuring plans and he likely gets a lot of input on what they do. he probably stays in charge of the cannon. also least assigned to swabbing the deck probably but i doubt he dislikes doing it

[two-person-job]

alexis you have me writing essays and I couldn't be happier to do so

[phagodyke]

everyone say thank u to my roommate for going to visit her parents this weekend so I can jack it loud and nasty 🙏