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bestwitchsam · 3 months ago
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Season II.   The HBO Original Series #TheLastOfUs returns in 2025 on
@StreamOnMax. #TLOUDay
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honkingcrow · 1 year ago
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Is anyone else really fucking disappointed by Kaitlyn Dever playing Abby in The Last of Us show?
I like Kaitlyn overall, she's good and all, but she is fucking NOT Abby
Abby is tall, muscular, and that's IMPORTANT to her character. In her grief she filled the void by working out, getting stronger, a foil to Ellie withering away- losing weight, and not eating. It wasn't perfect, but still fucking important
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luskbook · 20 days ago
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tlou au, inspired by @/_eclrr_ on twitter
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gingerpines · 27 days ago
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let me cook
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nicolethered · 7 months ago
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First look at Joel in season two
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"c'mon bunny, you have to relax for me. can't move with you so tight like this."
you buried your face into the crook of abby's neck, hiding your sobs of embarrassment. this wasn't your first time doing anything sexual per say, but it was your first time taking the strap. you'd always strayed away from dildos or any forms of intense penetration throughout your masturbation years, the potential pain never failing to scare you off.
that was, until you met abby.
abby, who was a well-renowned strap-slinging god, with damn near every girl on campus singing her praises left and right. her dick was so good it gave her a cult following. you'd known this before starting up your….arrangement and figured you were in good enough hands, but there was still this inner sense of dread that you couldn't quite shake.
said dread was now preventing abby from fucking the lights out of you. shit.
you felt large hands sliding up and down your ribcage, attempting to soothe you. she left searing kisses on the pulse point of your neck, pleasurably irritating the preexisting bruise that was painted there. you were growing wetter and wetter by the second, but still not enough to let her all the way in.
"'it's not gonna fit abby, maybe we should just-"
abby roughly slapped her hand down on the side of your ass, startling you and making you lose your train of thought. it stung immensely, but shit, that was hot. being the sneaky little bastard she is, she used the distraction to gently push another inch in you, the newfound arousal making it easier.
"well would you look at that? you see sweetheart? just need to turn off that pesky little brain of yours". she adjusted your legs that were already wrapped around her waist, pulling them slightly higher and deepening the angle. your jaw was completely slacked, eyes rolling back into your skull because fuck….that actually felt kind of good? she pushed in again and again and again, each thrust forcing cries of immense pleasure from your throat. her dick only had a little bit left to go before she was fully bottom out inside your pussy, but you felt like you could cum from this alone. this is what all the songs are about, what all the movies are about, what the media is so damn obsessed with. this was sex. and you could see yourself becoming very easily addicted.
"almost there. i'll go on three, okay?"
she had the cockiest little grin on her face, with her right hand coming over to massage your clit. you eyes were completely crossed, barely breathing as you allowed yourself to get stuffed so damn full.
"one.....two-",
and with that, her hips snapped into yours so abruptly that it made you cum right then and there, the tip of her dick touching that sweet, sweet spot inside you just right. you were so wet that you were forming a puddle underneath you, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. in fact, you couldn't bring yourself to do much of anything as abby began to fuck you senseless. your cervix was being lightly grazed at every turn, nothing but white coating her every time she pulled out.
your chest was flush against hers as she leaned forward, pinning you to the bed completely. all you could hear was abby, all you could see was abby, all you could feel was abby.
she cooed at you, her strokes unforgiving and her voice taunting "y'know, something tells me this pussy is going to be my favorite."
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chronicsyd · 1 month ago
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Oh yea! I love that piece of media where
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A lesbian’s parent is murdered and their bloodlust for revenge blindsights them
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Which consequentially causes them to hurt the person they care about the most
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All the while, said murderer adopts a random kid
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mimez-meme · 1 month ago
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The similarities ☹️
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crowlion · 4 months ago
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Hand practice with the gfs
Inspired by @thyinum's lovely Avatar's hands series
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arcanegifs · 1 month ago
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x01 - “Heavy is the Crown” ↳ "I know you doubt your merit of your birthright, Caitlyn. There's wisdom in that. But remember: You're a Kiramman."
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abbyslapdog · 4 days ago
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man, i bet some big, beefy woman knuckle-deep in me this holiday would finally fix that faulty wiring in my brain
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ellieslittleslutt · 24 days ago
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College!Ellie Head cannons
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i saw @cheyisagirlkisser do this and i love it so much so please go check out her page, i literally start fan girling over what she writes🙏
MEN DNI!!!
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ majors in engineering and sometimes takes art classes if she feels like it.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ ellie’s dorm is basically just a display case of everything she likes. she has her limited edition comics up, dinosaurs figures, posters and vinyls all around.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ this girl cannot stay up past midnight. by 10 she’s already crawling into bed getting her phone out to doom scroll until she passes out.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ i know she has a whole collection of funky socks in her wardrobe. she picks certain pairs based off her outfit or her mood.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ listens to music like a life line. whenever she’s walking to class or in class she always has an earbud in blasting her music.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ she just randomly has a tattoo gun in her dorm and whenever she gets bored she gives herself a new tattoo.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ in the kitchen she has a certain section of the fridge she dedicated to her funky magnets and the rest of the block caught on adding their own and she loves it.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ the day joel was helping her move in the first thing she did was plan out all her posters and where her action figures are.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ joined a dnd campaign and plays with them three times a week and sometimes you tag along just to watch her get into the story. you love how passionate she can get with it.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ her diet is mainly just granola bars and fruits she keeps in a small basket snacking on them through the day.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ she really really likes taking your clothes. if you guys just had sex she will take your panties or tank top that you wore and keeps them in its own spot in her wardrobe. you’re aware that she does this but pretends that you don’t know so that you can watch her get red when you ask about it.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚speaking of sex she gets shy each time staying under the blankets while you finger her (loves being sub)
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ loves skin to skin so much that each night you come over she’ll sleep only in her boxers cuddled to you.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ she brought her ps4 down into the tv room so she can play all her games and her dorm mates hate it so much. once she got really high and went down to play uncharted waking everyone up.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ her sketch book is filled with sketches of you doing random things and just cats. whenever shes out she takes her sketch book with her and sketches each cat she sees and then goes to pet it.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ when she misses you she’ll lie in bed listening to your playlist on the brink of tears, you just went the grocery store to get her snacks.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ actually really good at turning in work but gets so stressed doing it you have to sit there with her helping her through it (can be taken two ways)
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ hates getting drunk but loves getting high but the one down side is that it’s harder to hide from her RA.
˖⋆𐙚₊˚ when she gets dragged out to a party by dina and jesse she mainly stands around following them around not knowing what to do so she just listens.
a/n she’s such a cutie patootie and sorry if this sucks i’m half awake rn and barely able to type.
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elliespuns · 7 months ago
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JacksonJOEL...asdfghjk....ungh
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I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't... breathe
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uncharted-constellations · 3 months ago
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These two have such a funny vibe, had to take Zelda out of half their games because you know she’d just be telepathically negging him the whole time. Theyre besties, theyre potentially related, she’s mentally whispering ��Sandwich’ in his ear whenever he’s trying to focus.
Edit: Added funny page in celebration of me not having to rework these designs for the new game
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thenationofzaun · 1 month ago
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1x2 : Some Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved
2x2 : Watch It All Burn
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downbad!abby who initially ran into you in your campus library. it was a rainy wednesday afternoon, the november chill leaving everyone bundled up in sweaters and beanies galore. her biochem professor cancelled class last minute, and what better way to celebrate than enjoying a cup of hot chocolate and a nice book?
you both happened to have stumbled upon the horror aisle, with you naturally finding your way there shortly after abby. she didn’t acknowledge you at first, so busy reading a blurb from some hardcover that she didn’t want to lose focus. it wasn’t until she heard the light jingle of the beads on the bottom of your braids that she thought to look up to investigate the sound. 
she nearly has a fucking heart attack when she sees you for the very first time. the way the dim lights shone on you, emphasizing your wonderfully brown skin. the way that even with your slouchy crochet sweater and baggy jeans, she could still see the light silhouette of your thighs and the side of your fat ass. the way that your fingers were stacked with rings and your perfectly lined eyeliner and your hair. your fucking hair. everything about you was a piece of art, and for a hot second, she was convinced that this was some hyper surreal fever dream. you couldn't possibly be real....right?
she only allowed herself a few seconds to be starstruck before snapping tf out of it and striking up a conversation. as entranced as she was, your campus was unfortunately quite large, and if it took this long into the school year for her to find you, who tf knows when she’ll see you again?
she was a mess, but a charming one, a confident one. and that intrigued you like nothing else. in fact, everything about her intrigued you. her confidence, the fact that she was built like a damn military tank with arms the sizes of cannons, the way her long blonde hair was pulled back into a neat french braid, with a few light strands framing her face in the most beautiful way. she was gorgeous and was talking to you out of all people.
as your eyes raked over her figure, gently smiling to yourself bc you clearly liked what you saw, abby knew that one way or another, tomorrow or 10 years from now, she was going to make you her fucking wife.
this bitch courts you for weeks. good morning texts, endless compliments, study sessions, cute little picnics at the park not too far from the dorms. she’s always one of the first to view your story or like your post, and will leave the cutest comments. you had been going through a relatively rough time lately, but you just seemed so hyper and chirpy that even your friends were wondering wtf was up.
to everyone else yall been together, but lesbians just move at a different pace 😜. your first official “date” ended up being an entire fucking day filled with activities, 100% curated by abby. a trip to a museum you told her you’d been meaning to check out, followed by lunch at this super cute cafe, followed by a pottery class, followed by a picnic/smoke sesh that had you both giggling at absolutely nothing for hours. she has proven again and again that she’s more than willing to go above and beyond for you, and it made your heart swell with so much love that it felt like it was going to burst. so naturally, when she finally popped the question (officially asked you to be her gf), you couldn't say yes fast enough. literally. you didn’t even let her finish her sentence.
and that's exactly how you got here, pinned underneath abby on her bed.
"you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this. knew from the first day i saw you that i was gonna make you crave this dick. took all my strength not to take you in that damn library bunny". 
she fucked you with a ferocity that under different circumstances would’ve scared you, your knees next to your ears as you watched her fat dick slide out of you repeatedly. it was heavy, filling your cunt to the brim as it struggled to accommodate her length, the light imprint of her hard work showing via a little bump under your belly button.
it took almost 2 hours of foreplay and a lot of lube, but she was eventually able to work all 9 inches into you, and it was making your head fucking spin.
“how do you feel mama? feel full, hmm? am i hitting that spot right?” you would’ve answered her, if your brain and ears were cooperating at the same time. her words oozed through one ear and out of the other, her voice syrupy and so so sweet. the room smelled like nothing but sex, the sound of skin slapping against each other and your desperate cries the only sounds to be heard. outside of the dirty talk, not a peep came from abby, she was so focused on being in your tummy that she borderline forgot how to moan :(
“i-i”. even speaking proved to be a struggle. your nails were digging bloody crescents into her wide shoulders, looking an absolute mess. rivers of salty tears were streaming down your cheeks, snot building as drool leaked from your open mouth. it was embarrassing, humiliating even. but abby was looking down at you with nothing but pride and adoration in her eyes. to her, you looked just as beautiful as ever, well loved, well fucked. what else can a simple gal like her ask for?
“you-you.” she mocked, slowing her thrusts and allowing you a brief second to collect your thoughts. “what do you wanna say baby? tell abby alllll about it, yeah?” she wiped some of the tears that continued to seep out of your eyes and pushed the few miscellaneous braids that found their way in front of you back behind your head, those damn beads still jingling.
“i think i love you.”
and with that, abby’s face lit up like a kid on christmas day. “yeah? you think you love me?” she wrapped your legs around her waist and slightly hitched you up, returning to her original pace of impaling you on her strap. “well i think i love you” she bumped her nose against yours, bringing your lips into a kiss so deep that it pushed you even further into that blissful subspace.
“now show me how much this pussy loves me, and cum”.
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