#listen to sleep token

[vampgf]

[tojisun]

cold, distant, “i dont do romance” ghost falling so infatuated with you that his affections mimic an act of worship. something how he’d do anything you ask—he is your champion, if you so wish—just don’t ask him to leave. to go away. being with you, around you, is all he asks. please, you don’t even have to return his love—you don’t even have to know he loves you, so please. let him stay. let him come close. let him breathe you in. use him. he’s all yours to wield—tell him what he needs to do to stay. please. please.

[birbykirbbb]

Random doodle, kinda just throwing it out here

[tedzyrotten]

you say you want me, but you know i’m not what you need, but i am.

[naughtystiel]

show me where the delicate stops and take a bite

[howlsnteeth]

make it real 'cause anything's better than the way i feel right now

[uruhasbubble-tea]

so one day curiosity got the better of me and i wondered what it's like to hear Fall For Me with raw clean vocals, without vocoder,

and it's just as beautiful

and here's the backing vocals, which you should definitely listen to as well.

[vagueconfusion]

More III Doing His Thing; from the second Toronto ritual

Video taken by semordnilap on Instagram

[rougepancake]

Just hear me out, (if you write fem character(s) x fem reader) Arlecchino x Shenhe x reader temperature play.

Shenhe playing with your nipples while her hands are ice cold, and arle eating reader out while heating up her mouth (or the exact opposite)

And if I (s)creamed??? This is beautiful, ty.

FT. Shenhe, Arlecchino, AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content ahead. Temperature play, nipple play, oral sex (f!receiving). I’m sorry if this is bad— I haven’t written smut in SO LONG.

SHENHE

Her fingers slide gracefully across your chest. Each touch was calculated, each tap was thought out. Needless to say, she knew what she was doing. And you had no complaints.

“My love, I have an idea,” she whispered gently, her eyes meeting yours. You swallowed thickly. Were you scared? Only a little. Shenhe was prone to experimenting in the bedroom. Pleasuring was her specialty when it came to you. Though, surprisingly, she had yet to use her vision.

You had a strong feeling that’s where she as headed.

“What are you planning..?” You asked slowly, eyeing her with caution. It’s not that you didn’t trust her. On the contrary. You were excited.

“Hush now, my love, I promise that you will enjoy it,” she spoke softly as she adjusted herself. With a bit of patience, she moved behind you, her chest pressed against your bare back. You sat between her legs with her head nestled in the crook of your neck. Her delicate fingers slid across your chest once more, leaving an icy feeling in their wake. You shivered. A soft whine left your lips. The coldness of her fingertips had been a pleasure you hadn’t expected to enjoy so much.

She took your perky nipple in between her fingers and pinched it, evoking another, louder, whine from you. Her other hand trailed down your stomach just lightly enough to make the skin jump. You did your best to lean into her touch, but she only pushed you back. The cold, icy feeling returned, sending goosebumps across your skin. A cold finger dipped into your folds, and you jumped. A moan escaped you. Your head fell back against her, resting your head against hers.

Slowly, she slid her cold tongue across the skin of your neck. As she did that, she pushed two cold fingers into you, her other hand groping your breast with such care. You shivered and squirmed. In all reality, she hadn’t even done anything, but the cold intrusion was a welcomed sensation. Shenhe waited a moment before slowly pumping her fingers in and out. Such control of her vision required severe concentration, but you made it rather easy for her.

She picked up her pace and tugged harshly at your nipple. You jumped once again at the cold coming in contact with your skin. “Shh…” she consoled you as she moved her hand from one breast to the other. Out of curiosity, she tilted her head back, giving her more room to attack your neck. She bit into your flesh like it was her last meal, lapping at the mark softly with her freezing cold tongue. The intensity of the chill was stronger than before. Much stronger. Her fingers worked you open, sharp movements reaching right where you couldn’t. Your back arched. Oh you were so so close. Just a little more…

ARLECCHINO

The two of you sat in the library, each in your own respective chair. You didn’t mind, however, seeing as you simply just enjoyed being in the presence of your lover. Things had been going smooth enough, aside from the fact that you were horribly frustrated. No not that kind of frustration. You see, you craved release of the purest form.

Unfortunately, you wouldn’t be getting it soon with how long Arlecchino had her nails this time. It was to painfully tease you, of course, but you didn’t see it as fair. She had never been fair when it came to these things.

You closed your book gently and looked over at her, observing the way her eyes scanned over the words on the pages. Everything she did was smooth and calculated.

“What’s got you staring?” She asked without looking up from the book. You wanted to mock her, but knew better. She’d only prolong your suffering if you did.

“Nothing…” you trailed off and attempted to go back to your own book.

“Don’t lie, my dear. Lies make for cracks in any relationship,” she snapped the book shut and looked over at you. She smirked. “What is it that you want from me, hm? Do you want me to touch you?” She chuckled darkly. What was she planning? “Come now, how am I supposed to please you if you don’t tell me what you want?”

“I want…” Suddenly you felt nervous. What exactly did you want?

“Come sit on my face,” she beckoned you over with a singular finger. You froze and looked at her, your eyes widened slightly. “I don’t have all day, darling. Get over here.” Her sultry tone caused your face to flush. Quickly, you rose from your seat and shed your bottoms. The article was thrown carelessly across the room as you walked over to her seat.

You did your best to adjust yourself atop of her, slowly putting all of your weight onto her upper body. A sudden heat was pressed against your core, causing you to moan loudly. Your entire body convulsed at the feeling. Two incredibly warm hands groped your thighs as a warm tongue delved past your folds. You shuddered. The heat was causing your skin to flush, and you began to sweat as you hopelessly rode Arlecchino’s tongue. With each lap of the warm muscle you felt yourself growing closer to release. Oh how you needed this. You needed her.

A loud moan escaped you upon your release, followed by the sound of heavy panting. You looked down at your partner, who appeared to have no intention of stopping any time soon. The heat grew stronger and you arched your back in response. A breathy whine passed through your lips as you threw your head back.

What would you do without her?

[ancientbygone]

I DON'T WANT TO BE HAPPY, I DON'T WANT TO BE GOOD

[lifemod17]

"iTs NoT mEtAl"

idk dawg, a man who is openly vulnerable and talks about his struggles and emotions and how he wears his heart on his sleeves and is so comfortable with his masculinity that he cries, is pretty fucking metal to me

[kickedin17]

Who up ler-ing their josh

[changewingwentz]

The casebook of standardized paradiddle

[togament]

𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐢𝐢 ·˚𓆉 ༘₊·

𑁍ࠬܓ

[ivsleeptoken]

[silverskye13]

Went down the Pinterest Pose Inspo rabbit hole and decided to see how many doodles I could get done in an hour. The answer is about 4 and a half.