#mouse euphoria

[euphoriashots]

Rue Bennett

[everybodyknows-everybodydies]

note to self do not go see what people are saying on reddit about things you like it is never a good decision

[jatlokgwo]

if i was a ratmouse i would live in somebodys house and they would try to kill me and fail because i am to smart and small and they would fall in love with me

[memekeymouse]

I saw that anon’s ask of his girl mickey dream and it made me wonder, would the toon meta au be affected if Mickey was female and if it does, how would the universe change ( will she be treated different or something like that ) or will nothing changes at all. ( it’s a question nobody asked for but it’s a fun what if. )

Hmmmmmm

Considering how sexist the 30’s were, I don’t think female Mickey would’ve existed anyway. I mean yeah, I know there’s Betty Boop but she’s pretty much the only example of a female lead toon I can think of and well…..she didn’t make it very far either if we’re being honest :(

But let’s say she’s a girl anyways; it would definitely affect things in the toon meta, and not necessarily just because of historically accurate sexism. I’ve not had the chance to go deeply into it, but I think Minnie’s deepest fear would be to be discarded after not accomplishing anything because: who cares about the love interests? Unlike the lead toons, they can be replaced and people probably won’t care. That definitely put a strain in her relationship with Mickey at first; they were sweethearts on the silver screen since the beginning, but not for real until years later and that was a reason why. Plane Crazy was a rough start for the two of them, to say the least.

And Mickey? He loves her, and he proves that later on, but he can’t understand her fear - at least not completely - and he never will; same way she can’t understand his fear of failure as a protagonist - because they’ve got different roles. But with fem!Mickey….I think she would understand that fear a lot better, and it would probably save them a lot of misunderstandings along the way.

I’m…sometimes not the best at articulating my ramblings so sorry if I didn’t explain myself very well

[nightfeellings]

rewatching the second season of Euphoria & i realized...

why would the cops give a fuck about mouse and who killed him? why would they care about cal’s weird past & videos? cops don’t ever care about shit

[m-archived]

it's (almost) midnight thoughts time with arieeeesss. and i'm just thinking about how so many people like to incorrectly interpret john as being intentionally evil when i believe his intentions were very truly pure. yes, those intentions got warped by others (the angel and beverly, to be exact), but he wanted nothing more than a second chance — not only for himself and for millie, but for the entire island. he brought the angel to the island with the intent to save everyone, as he had been saved; he had no idea what he would turn into in the weeks to come. and when that did happen, he was desperate to make it make sense in his mind, in his faith; if it's a blessing from god, then it's a small price to pay for eternal youth and another chance at life. he did not bring the angel to crockett with intentions of being a cult leader, or with the idea that he was the second coming of jesus christ, or any of that. he brought the angel to the island to save his community — the people who'd been the closest thing to a family that he'd had in all of his years of priesthood.

[mousegirlheart]

i keep getting into wildly different kinds of arts and crafts and abandoning it after i learn the basics. Someone needs to stop me before i waste money on a sewing machine and try to make a mouse fursuit cos i am looking into it and i am tempted

[administer-distractions]

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[konigsblog]

“Just the tip.” with Loser!König. (🌽 link)

König claims you're being cruel when you refuse to let him take you however he wants. But, you're not oblivious. You know that if you were to give König the opportunity and freedom to treat you however he pleases, he'd brutalise your cunt.

König's silver eyes flicker from yours to your slick, glistening pussy. He runs his calloused fingertips back and forth over your wet heat, spreading your folds to admire every inch of your skin. He takes in a deep, sharp breath at the sight ahead of him, the scent of your arousal, and the way your aroused hole drools and leaks with euphoria. The tip of König's large cock oozes out thick and pearly creaminess, while your sweet cunt drips with pleasure and lust. König begins to rock his broad hips and push his boner against your tight hole, grinding his length back and forth while taking in your scent. His speech is slurred and incoherent, becoming drunk off of the sensation of your pulsing pussy against his shaft.

“Godverdammt, Maus. Bitte, lass mich dich komplett haben..” (Damn it, mouse. Please, let me have you all..”

König grumbles out as he rolls his bulbous length back and forth against your sensitive clit, stimulating you to hear those loud, pleased moans and cries for more. He rolls his eyes to the back of his head and continues to buck his sturdy hips into you, groaning out deliriously as he fantasies about folding you in half and fucking you ruthlessly and relentlessly. You can feel each vein rub against your folds, coating you in his thick creaminess that drips from the head of his cock. He smears his white arousal along your pussy and digs his teeth into your skin, his large hand forcefully spreading your thighs as he quickens his pace.

He humps you, like a mutt in heat. His meaty cock swells with arousal before he begins to lose himself. Each stroke and thrust sends him closer to the edge, before he's uncontrollably coming all over your slick cunt, creating a sticky mess between your thighs that he'll clean up later, using his mouth.

[hoodieimp]

Locking my credit card up for the next month or so, today has been one Purchase after another--

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING DEVOURED !!! JENSON B. X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: oh it’s just— you know… jenson was a starved man after their date.

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), did not proofread this, made this thirty minutes ago, use of explicit language, pwp, pussy drunk!jenson (!!!), oral sex (f receiving), fingering, squirting + overstimulation, little praise kink, terms of endearment, blurb

note: y’all wrong asf for pushing me back into the jenson button rabbit hole 😭 now i’m here (s)creaming. enjoy xx

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to some, stripping the other person off while you remain dressed was considered unfair. 

it was a good thing that jenson button wasn’t just “some” person. in fact, he couldn’t care enough whether he was dressed or if his shirt’s buttons were half done. 

he couldn’t find himself to care about the state of his greying blonde hair. he couldn’t care less about the liquid that trickled down his stubbles. 

not when he was on his stomach, lapping up on her throbbing cunt as he moaned incoherently. her hand grabbing onto the back of his head as if she was trying to pull away. he wasn’t about to have that. 

she looked so good on their date, he could admit. but after she played footsies with him while she whispered the filthiest words in his ear about not wearing any knickers under her dress, he couldn’t stop himself from paying the check and pulling her out of the restaurant. 

he just had to have her. he wanted to devour her. he wanted to taste her after they both played cat and mouse for months.

she merely welcomed his lust with open arms— or well, with open legs. 

now here she was, crying with tears falling as she babbled about feeling too much.

too much orgasms had passed by and he still wouldn’t stop lapping up at her clit and tongue fucking her entrance. she felt overstimulated— all from his mouth. 

“god you taste so good, darling,” he murmured as he continued eating her out, his cock stiff in his pants as his hips rutted against the mattress. 

“jenson, ‘m gonna—“ she sobbed. “fuck~ ‘s too much!” 

he hummed around her clit, vibration sending her mind to spiral as he praised her, “you’re doin’ so good f’me, baby. stay still.” 

“m— hm, ah,” she cried out, her legs shaking and wanting to close around jenson’s head. yet she persisted, not wanting to suffocate the man as her heels dug against the mattress. “fuck! jenson, i’m cumming again—“

“yeah? you’re cumming again, baby?” he growled against her mound, his fingers sliding up and down against the lips of her cunt before he began fucking her with them.

he curled his fingers and massaged the sensitive spot inside her, his lips wrapped around her clit as he continued to massage it with his tongue. 

“so good, so good,” she mumbled as her eyes rolled back, her body convulsing as she whined loudly. “jenson, ‘m cumming! fuck! hah~ fuck~”

“let go for me, baby,” the sounds of squelching filled the room as he began to finger fuck her faster, his head pulling away from her cunt as his eyes brightened at the sight of liquid shooting out of her. she just squirted again. for the third time. 

he let out a deep chuckle as she eased off her orgasm, her body calming down as he finally pulled his fingers out of her. 

liquid dripped down his fingers as he sucked them dry, letting out a sigh of satisfaction as his lust blown pupils peered down at her.

he kissed her hard, tongue tangling with hers as she moaned quietly. “d’ya taste yourself, sweetheart?” he smiled, “so good, no?” 

“mhm,” she murmured. “so good.” she wasn’t referring to herself, but rather the euphoria that she felt from being devoured for three hours straight.

“don’t worry sweetheart,” he chuckled again before his hand slid down to unbuckle his pants, “gonna make sure you’re gonna cum in my cock too. i’m pretty sure you can handle it, my darling.” 

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tartilgaxreader

summary: Childe grows tired of your avoidance towards him and decides to teach you a lesson ;)

warnings: mature themes, MINORS DNI

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You had been avoiding Childe like an illness all week and oh was he fucking pissed about it.

But finally, by the grace of the gods themselves it seemed, you agreed to come over.

Maybe you were nervous to see Childe, whatever it was he had grown tired of the cat and mouse game.

He wanted you now, wanted you so fucking bad he could practically taste your cunny on his tounge.

And there you were in his home, finally.

Fuck.

He knew it was wrong, knew it was so wrong but did he care? No. No he fucking didn’t.

That’s why he had you pressed into his mattress, ass up while he mercilessly plunging his thick length into your greedy cunt.

One hand had a firm grip on your hair, shoving your face into his pillows harshly.

The other was tugging and playing with your puffy clit, already sore and aching from his brutal treatment.

Your lungs were screaming for air, the pillow blocking your mouth, muffled moans and crys danced to his ears and he grunted in satisfaction.

“You fucking bitch..hah..thinkin you can play around with me? Huh?” He sneered, his tip bullying itself against your cervix.

Your vision was getting spotty, no matter how loud you tried to scream it wasn’t loud enough.

Suddenly he pulled your body flush against his chest, you gasped and nearly chocked on the sudden rush of oxygen that filled your lungs.

Tears were already rushing down your cheeks, a sob wrenched out of your mouth and you swore you felt him get harder inside of you.

“Please s-stop.” You whimpered, a hoarse cry leaving your lips and he slapped your clit.

You flinched, trying to curl in on yourself but Childe had moved his hand to the base of your throat and squeezed warningly.

He shushed you with a gentle tone but picked up his pace, balls slapping your sweat soaked skin and his hold on your neck tightening ever so slightly.

“Please.” You tried again, sobbing uncontrollably as your insides felt like they were on fire, your tits bounced in rhythm with his thrusts.

“You brought this on yourself y/n. I’m a patient man but you’ve played one to many games with me.” He growled lowly in your ear.

Your body began to feel tingly, your skin crawling with the building euphoria that pooled in your lower tummy.

You were so close and Childe knew it.

Your insides began to hug around his length tightly, each of your slippery rings holding his cock hostage inside of you made his balls swell with an undeniable urge to cum.

“M’sorry.” You managed to mewl out, drool began pooling outside of your mouth but the blissful pleasure hitting your body sweetly made you care less.

Childe rumbled a low chuckle through his chest which vibrated against your back deliciously, it felt as though every nerve through out your body was burning for release.

“So close..” You managed to whisper as Childes pace grew slower, and slower.

“Oh really?” He cooed in a teasing tone, his teeth grazing along your shoulder before placing a small kiss on the crook of your neck.

You nod pleadingly while your cunt began to throb in an almost painful manner, silently screaming at you for its release.

“You hurt my feelings y/n, I’ve missed you this whole week and you continued to avoid me. You wound me you know, why would you hide from me?” He murmured while running his hands over your breasts, nipples hard as rocks under his warm fingers.

A shiver ran through your body as you felt his cock rub along your swollen bundle of nerves.

Your mind was clouded with lust and a fiery need for Childes length plunging back into your dripping cunny.

“I w-was busy with training, and I’ve just been so tired. I didn’t want to disappoint you.” You whimpered back softly.

Childe was silent for a moment, his lips pressed gently to your neck before trailing over your shoulders.

“You could never disappoint me.” He murmured while his warm hands glided down to your waist.

His lips continued to pepper your skin softly before his cock abruptly slammed its way inside of you.

A fiery pain coursed through your vains, making you cry out in such a sweet manner it nearly made Childe cum.

“Although you could never disappoint me y/n, I do enjoy thoroughly punishing you.” He growled lowly as he began to rut himself deep in the warm embrace of your cunny.

“Baby- Please- h-ho fuck.” You whined out, the knot in your tummy burned deliciously as Childe continued to grip your hips tightly, his eyes glued to the lewd expressions your face made.

“Touch yourself for me.” He cooed lowly, leaning his head down so he could be even closer to you. His pace had grown sloppy and you knew he was ready to burst.

Your hand shyly traveled between your legs to the sweet bundle of nerves that practically begged to be touched, rubbing your clit in gentle circles your breath quickened.

“Look at me when you cum y/n.” He groaned while sweat began beading along his ginger hairline, the sight was enough for you to arch up into him and release around his length.

“Oh gods.” You breathed as pure euphoria ripped through your body, your face was enough to send Childe over the edge, who promptly dumped his seed deep inside of you.

All was quiet for a moment except the both of your laboured breaths filling the room, your body tingled sweetly as you turned your head to look at your lover.

Childe smirked at you for a moment before reaching his hand over your waist to pull you flush against his own body “We’re not done yet y/n.” He purred lowly, hand already reaching for your overstimulated cunny.

“Your punishments just getting started~”

[sunsetsimon]

imagine roommate könig spying on you getting off…

it's late at night when the familiar, low whir of your vibrator starts, the sound travelling through the paper thin walls of your apartment. könig hadn't meant to be awake still, but sleep wasn't coming to him easily, and now he's wide awake. he lays there in the dark, slowing his breathing to listen as the buzzing gets faster.

he moves without thinking, his steps quiet as a mouse as he moves across the room. the old door squeaks as he pulls it open just enough to squeeze through, freezing for a second to make sure you're still oblivious. your door is closed with no light visible under the door, you must be in the dark too, he assumes.

könig leans into the door, his left ear focusing closely on each small sound that slips through the cracks. his cock swells in his sweatpants, throbbing and growing harder with each tiny gasp and whine you let out, palming himself through the fabric to ease some of the tension. his mind buzzes with want, picturing all of the things he could be doing to you instead of that stupid silicone toy.

his stomach twists as an idea pops in his mind. would it really be that bad to take a peek? he knows he should turn around and get back in bed, but his trembling fingers are already reaching for the doorknob. and fuck, he just wants a glance…

könig’s long fingers wrap around the handle, twisting slowly as to not alert you. his intense heartbeat pounds in his ears, nearly drowning out any noise that had been coming from you. he twists until it unlatches, pushing it open just enough for his left eye to look through.

you’re laying on your bed with your eyes closed, legs spread open with your hands between your thighs. your skin is illuminated by the moon’s bright glow, the curtains on your window still open to the night sky. your mouth is hanging open with a silent cry, forcing it into a whimper as you bite on your bottom lip.

his cock drips with precum, quickly forming a damp spot in the thin fabric of his briefs. he’s lost all sense of right and wrong, breaking his promise to himself of ‘only a quick peek’ as he gets lost in you. every tiny squeak and whine you make as you push the pink toy deeper inside of you locking him in a trance. your small frame jumps and trembles as you work yourself, your wrist burning as you chase your orgasm. sweat drips down the back of your knees to your thigh, your body begging for a final release. rocking your hips with it, your other hand moves faster, rubbing and pinching your clit with your two fingers to drag yourself over the edge of euphoria.

his heart rate accelerates even higher, beating so fast in anticipation he swears he could send himself into cardiac arrest. you finally cum with a sharp inhale, your thighs squeezing shut against your arms as you continue to drag out your orgasm, your clit burning with overstimulation. it lasts for about few more seconds before you start to breathe again, gasping for air to fill your empty lungs. your movements slow to a stop, pulling the pink vibrator from your pussy. you fall back into your pillows, allowing yourself to come back to earth from the overwhelming orgasm as the room falls quiet.

könig releases his tight grip from himself through his pants, slowly pulling your door back to the frame as he twists the knob. as soon as it’s closed he releases it slowly, the door latching perfectly as if it had never been touched. his legs feel stuck, hesitantly dragging himself back to bed to finish the job.

he tells himself he’ll never do that again. but when he hears the familiar buzz again the next week, he asks himself if that’s really a promise he can keep…

[evvyyypeters-fics]

Fuck (Around) and Find Out

Colin Zabel x quiet!f!reader

Warnings! Heavy smut, porn w no plot, fingering, reader struggles to moan stuff, not proofread, another quick drabble

Hopefully will be posting a full fic/ request soon. School’s been beating my ass again. Wrote this bc justice for girlies who are quiet during sex, u deserve love too. Not everyone moans like a pornstar😔

Colin was used to your silence, silent squeaks of pleasure and fish mouthed moans being basically the only pleasurable sound coming from your mouth whenever you had sex. You couldn’t help it, you both knew. But he still found it satisfying because it was you, and also from the cute look on your scrunching and contorting face as you squeak like a mouse at the stimulation. His fingers worked delicate circles around your clit, causing your thighs to shiver.

You hold your empty hands onto his thighs, clinging to them gently as your back rests flush against him as he sits against the back cushions of the couch, your body melted into him and hips raised forward as he uses a hand to spread your thighs apart, massaging your soaked slit with his thick fingers.

You gaze up at him and his eyes glance away from their focused gaze on your cunt and to the puppy-eye stare you give him, causing his heart to squeeze at the sight of your flushed and blissed-out face. He slowly builds up to work deeper, pushing a finger into your soaked pussy and curling it, massaging slowly and warming you up before sinking in another.

You feel that familiar coil bubble, your eyes glancing back down at his large, rough hands as they work on you. Invisible squeaky moans and shuddering sighs getting stuck in your throat.

Colin tries something more experimental that he hadn’t done before, wanting desperately to test you to your limit, he did some research in secret to really blow your mind. Wanting to find the best ways to understand your body and how to give you more pleasure. He curled both fingers into a strange and unfamiliar spot that instantly had your thighs trying to snap closed. But his hand on your inner thigh kept them firmly apart. You felt familiar thicker moans get caught in your throat, your mouth gaped like a fish like usual, drool spilling past your lips.

To your surprise, his thumb reached over and quickly began teasing your clit while brutally massaging that spongey spot, lewd squelches sounding from your drooling cunt as he pumped you silly with his thick fingers. Your thighs shuddered and a new sensation came over you, squeezing ghostly crescent shapes through his suit-clad legs from your nails into his thighs as you held them tighter, your head pressing back into his chest as your vision blurred. Sparks beginning to fly behind your eyes.

A new sound escapes your throat that stops you both in your tracks. A loud, sweet and erotic whine finally pushes past your lips and realization hits you of the noise when Colin falters and stares at you absolutely mesmerized and shocked, his expression quickly shifting into something more sly.

“I’m guessing it felt good?” He teased, flashing a goofy, charming smile.

You swallow dryly and nod and he quickly picks back up, fingering blasting you like no tomorrow until your whole body is quivering. Silent moans still get choked in your throat, but an occasional whisper of a whimper would break through before a final white hot wave would explode through you and s familiar hot liquid would squirt over Colin’s hand and paint both of your laps.

“You did so good, sweetheart.” Colin says endearingly, placing a tender kiss in your forehead as you go limp in his arms. Post-orgasm euphoria making your mind go numb.

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[patricia-taxxon]

Any tips on trying to recognise if I'm therian or not? I don't fully understand, but I know I get a LOT of gender euphoria when I look at art of mousey me and get treated like a mouse and squeak and stuff

being therian isnt medically recognized as far as i know, at least not yet. you really just need to see if you vibe with the theater of your gender being an animal. maybe one day there will be therian truscum but there's nothing to be truscum about right now.

[dark-and-kawaii]

Plaything

Raphael x f!Tav/Reader x Haarlep

⋆˙⟡♡ 18+

⋆˙⟡♡ Summary: You are their plaything, their vessel of pleasure. In this boudoir of sin, boundaries blur, and Raphael’s greatest desires become reality.

⋆˙⟡♡ NSFW | Fingering | Stuffed | Nipple Sucking

You found yourself lying on the luxurious bed in the boudoir. The air thick as they lower themselves to your chest. Haarlep's teeth sink into your right nipple, a mix of pleasure and a hint of pain coursing through your entire body. Meanwhile, Raphael's skilled tongue dances around your other hardened bud, adding to the waves of mixed pleasure.

Slowly, their hands descend towards your eagerly awaiting sex, their fingers gliding over your skin igniting a tingling sensation that electrifies your flesh. Haarlep is the first to find your clit, and with expert precision, the incubus begins to rub it. Raphael wasted no time, forcefully plunging his fingers into your son to be ruined cunt. You gasp as the cambion’s fingers explore your depths, stretching and probing with an almost cruel precision.

With every nip at your nipple from Haarlep and every flick of Raphael's tongue on the other, your back arches off the bed, your body craving more. The overwhelming sensations threaten to consume your mind, leaving you teetering on the edge of sanity. It's hard to tell if it's the intense overstimulation or Haarlep's dark allure suckling the life out of you, but you find yourself surrendering to the blissful chaos either way.

As you surrender to the pleasure, you feel another set of fingers joining the fray. Haarlep, unable to resist the temptation, pushes against Raphael's fingers, filling you completely and stretching your tight little pussy. The sensation is painful, and you wince from the feel of Haarlep’s nails scraping you, but it fades into euphoria, pushing you further into a state of ecstasy.

Their fingers pump into you in tandem, hitting all the right spots as you writhe and moan beneath them. Your body trembles with pleasure as you're brought closer and closer to the edge.

"M’so c-close..." you manage to cry out.

The fullness of four fingers in your pussy is almost too much to handle, and the way they alternate between stroking and curling inside you only makes it worse- or better, rather. Their nails rake against your walls, and knock against your cervix as if asking for entry to your womb.

Haarlep, driven by their cruel nature, couldn't resist pushing the boundaries further. “I wonder… how much more the little mouse can handle.” With a wicked grin, they began to force yet another finger into you, stretching you even wider. The forced stretch causing you to scream and latch onto Raphael’s horns along with Haarlep’s.

Raphael’s tongue continues to dance along your nipple, alternating between being gentle and tugging at it with his sharp teeth. He can tell you're about to burst, but the incubus is merciless.

"I wonder what the others would think, seeing their precious little hero fucked and stuffed like a common brothel whore."

It’s with those words Raphael withdraws his fingers from your battered pussy, a fleeting sensation of emptiness replacing them. But there is no respite for you, for his intentions become clear as he aligns himself with your sloppy entrance. Haarlep's fingers remain buried deep inside you, stretching and filling you to your limits, uncaring.

"What a perfect little cocksleeve you've become for him, our dear little pup," They purr.

You barely manage a response, “M’ca-can’t.” as Raphael's thick cock thrusts inside you, joining Haarlep’s fingers that were already buried inside you. You had never been this full, and the stretch is almost unbearable, but you are too far gone to care.

Your eyes rolled back, revealing the whites as your pupils dilated with raw pleasure. The corners of your lips curled into a blissful smile, your mouth hung open as your tongue lolls out slightly. Droplets of saliva escaping, glistening in the dimly lit room…

You are their plaything, their vessel of pleasure. In this boudoir of sin, boundaries blur, and Raphael’s greatest desires become reality.