#shit slaps so hard

[ellisimis]

God I forgot how good the scooby doo chase scene was in the ghovie

[hext00ns]

Dragging ppl into the stuff i like feelin like the gif of Elmo with the hell fire behind him

[reyadawn]

Foolish Games

*image not mine, credit goes to owner*

Summary: Reader is a reporter who has been following Noah Sebastian, the most notorious leader of the Bad Omens Mafia. Heavy metal rock group by day, deadly cartel by night. Reader gets much more than she bargained for when she accidently stumbles onto their territory...

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x OFC

Warnings: 🔞+, violence, heavy smut (kissing, choking, hair pulling, degredation, fingering, oral, unprotected sex, creampie), kidnapping

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18

Word Count: 🤷‍♀️😅

Shout out to @darling-millicent-aubrey for helping me find the right photo 😅

Enjoy! 😉✌️

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Red Door. The sign on the outside of the old brick building glowed a dull red, softly illuminating the damp asphalt of the parking lot. A cool breeze drifted through the air, rustling nearby trees and random pieces of trash. The low sound of jazz could be faintly heard as I parked my black Mazda around the back of the building by the dumpster.

I stepped out of the car, adjusting my black blazer and slipping my badge between the lapels. I threw my messenger back across my shoulder and made my way around the side of the building, slipping in through the side door. The narrow hallway was thankfully empty as I passed a series of doors on either side, the jazz music growing louder and the acrid smell of burnt cigarettes hung in the air.

The end of the hall gave way to a massive lounge, complete with red carpet, polished wooden chairs and tables with white lit candles in the center. There was a full bar along the right side of the room, the glass shelves lined with liquor bottles of various shapes, heights and colored liquid.

I sat down roughly at one of the bar stools, heavily tossing my bag on the counter. My best friend Baylan sauntered over to me after serving a Gin and Tonic to the businessman she was waiting on.

"Rough day, bestie?", she asked, tossing a white rag over her shoulder, her other hand resting on the bar. I sighed, putting my head in my hands.

"These fucking reporters in the office have no idea how to properly chase after a story. It's like, run in guns blazing instead of being discreet", I replied irritably. A shot glass filled with clear liquid came into view and I smiled.

"Always good looking out, bestie", I said, taking the reprieve. Baylan chuckled, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Where's Tan?", I added, looking around.

"She's doing inventory but should be up here momentarily", Bay replied. No sooner than she spoke, Tan emerged from the back, pencil in her mouth as she held a clipboard in her hands. She looked up and smiled, the pencil dropping to the clipboard.

"Hey, lady, how goes it?", she asked. I briefly smiled at my two best friends before shaking my head. "You don't wanna' know". Tan shot Bay a quizzical look.

"In a word? Rookies", Bay chuckled.

"Dear God, if I had a dime", Tan said, rolling her dark eyes. "I swear, these people...", she trailed off.

"Tan?", I asked, following her line of vision but I couldn't see much at the back of the room as she turned back to me.

"You need to leave, bestie, now. It's not safe for you here. He's watching you", Tan whispered to me harshly, grabbing my hand. I had no clue what she was going on about.

'He' who? Who did she see? Before I could say or do anything, a hand on my shoulder had me jumping in my seat. Turning, I looked up into the face of a very attractive man. Long dark brown hair, dark eyes, dressed in a black suit with a solid white t-shirt underneath, a silver chain around his neck.

"You've been summoned", the man said softly, his slight Sweedish accent sending shivers down my spine.

"Summoned? What is this, Magic the Gathering? Summoned by whom?", I snapped, crossing my arms under my breasts. The man blinked once before hauling me off the stool, hand gripping my upper arm to drag me in his wake. I tried prying his hand off me but it was no use. The back of the room housed a long couch, no tables and an overhead light that shrouded a dark figure in light green. Despite the lack of brightness, this had to have been the most beautiful man I had ever encountered. Short dark hair fell into dark eyes and his full lips looked almost as decadent as the rest of his muscular body that was covered in tattoos up to his neck. Black leather gloves encased long fingers and large palms and his legs were spread. Jesus fucking Christ.

"As ordered, Mr. Sebastian", the man beside me stated. This Adonis of a man stood and rose to full height, my head tilting back just to make eye contact. He had to be 6'3 at least. My body chose that very moment to betray me as liquid heat filled my panties. I shifted from one foot to the other, thighs pressing together. The man before me raised an eyebrow, the corners of his lips curled ever so slightly.

"Mr. Sebastian, huh? You got a problem manhandling people", I said defiantly. He chuckled darkly before a gloved hand shot out, long fingers wrapping around my throat. Turning us from the light, he pressed me against the wall, a muscular thigh pressing between my own. The pressure to my clit through the thin material of my pants had me moaning involuntarily. He chuckled once more.

"Listen, pretty girl. Listen very carefully. I don't take kindly to nosy reporters inserting themselves where they don't belong. You've been on my ass for months now. Why is that? Want an autograph? Or perhaps there's something else you're after?", he said, his voice caressing my senses as he pressed his thigh tighter against my clit. My eyes rolled back, hips grinding down on the thick muscle as his fingers squeezed ever so slightly around my neck.

"Jolly. Give her and her friends VIP tickets to the show tonight...but I want hers to be backstage", he said. Before I could say or do anything there were loud screams erupting from the front of the lounge followed by heavy gunfire. Arms encircled my waist and my body was roughly tossed to the floor as Mr. Sebastian's body covered my own protectively. Shots ricocheted off the walls, wood splintering and snapping. Chunks of drywall exploded as each bullet hit.

Bay! Tan!

I prayed to whoever was listening they were okay.

"Noah, we need to get out of here! Take her!", a man screamed, pulling us up on our feet. Cool air met my lungs as I was hauled outside and shoved unceremoniously into an already moving limo.

"Nick, status report", Noah barked, hauling me into his lap. I was shaking so hard I couldn't sit still.

"Demons. Marcus sent them. There's gotta' be a leak somewhere because no one even knows we own the bar. Operations are all underground. Don't worry, show is still on. Told Matt to be ready but we need to get you both cleaned up first", Nick explained from across the seat, fingers flying over the keys of a Visio laptop.

Noah's grip tightened around my waist as my thoughts drifted to Bay and Tan.

"My best friends...", I trailed. Noah pressed his lips to my temple as the limo drove through darkened streets, landscape changing from city to rural.

"Jolly got them out, pretty girl. They're okay. You'll see them later tonight. First things first though", Noah whispered in my ear. Hot tears of fear and adrenaline ran down my cheeks. Noah's hand came up to my face, dark eyes roaming my features. His full lips softly descended upon mine, tongue tracing my bottom lip and I silently complied. He tasted like rich cream...and bad decisions.

The limo came to a sudden stop, breaking us apart but Noah's hold never wavered. Nick's fingers continued to fly over the keys to his laptop, head raising to nod once to the driver, a long haired man with bright eyes and large gauges in his ears.

The door opened and Noah and I stepped out, his arm going back around me as we made our way up to the front door of a rather large house with enormous windows. Once inside, I barely got time to look around the place, not that I could see much because no one turned on any lights as I followed Noah up the stairs, down a hallway and into a bedroom.

Noah walked over to the window, peeking through blackout curtains before turning back to me.

"You're the head of Bad Omens...lead singer by day, murderer by night", I spat, crossing my arms over my breasts.

"Let's get a few things straight here, pretty girl. First of all, you work for me now. I can't have you running your mouth to the papers about what you saw. Second of all, you go absolutely fucking nowhere without me. Got it?", Noah said, coming to stand in front of me.

"I'm sorry, what? You fucking manhandle me, I almost get shot, you kidnap me, acost me and drive me to God knows where and expect me to just do what you say? You got your fucking wires crossed, dude", I snapped. Noah suddenly grabbed me, hauling me roughly to his chest, a gloved hand fisting a handful of my hair and forcing my head back to look up at him.

"You have a serious attitude problem, pretty girl. Let's see if we can't bring it down a notch", Noah said darkly, lips forming into a sinister smile. "Strip".

I stared at him in shock as he stepped back far enough for me to undress. I fucked up. Royally. I trembled as I did what I was told, hot tears of humiliation filling my vision. Noah reached out to me, his hand gently slipping around my neck as he brought his lips to mine. I moaned into the kiss as he lifted me and layed me down on the bed.

I tried covering myself up and Noah's gaze hardened as he looked down at me. He pulled my arms away from my body, holding my hands above my head with one hand. Using perfectly white teeth, he pulled the leather glove off his right hand to display even more tattoos, including his fingers.

"Now, spread those pretty thighs for me", Noah whispered as I slowly spread my legs. Noah's long fingers swiped between my folds, gathering the slick on his fingers to draw slow figure eight's around my clit. My breathing was becoming labored, hips shifting and tilting to meet his fingers, searching for more.

"Noah, please", I begged. He laughed darkly.

"What a wanton little slut you are. Begging for me to fill you and I've barely touched you", Noah said, before thrusting two long fingers inside me to his knckles. My back ached off the bed as his thumb rubbed slow circles over my clit while his fingers thrust in and out of my dripping pussy.

"God, you're fucking tight, holy shit", Noah all but moaned, scissoring his fingers inside me to stretch me open. I could see the huge outline of his cock through his joggers and my mouth watered.

Pulling his fingers from my body, he scoot down so his face was eye level between my thighs. My body was trembling in anticipation, heart beating rapidly in my chest, my clit throbbing for his touch. Noah looked up at me once before extending his tongue to taste between my folds, the tip curling around my clit. Noah's eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a filthy pornographic moan. Two fingers plunged back inside my pussy as full lips latched onto my clit, sucking hard. I threw my head back and screamed as my orgasm hit me out of nowhere, my release coating Noah's chin, fingers and hand. Raising his head, Noah crawled up my body, his dark eyes devouring me.

"Now, pretty girl...let's see if you can take just a little more", Noah said. Crawling up my body, he planted open mouthed kisses everywhere he could reach before sealing his lips over mine as he started working his cock inside me. He was huge. I could tell just by the head of his cock as it stretched me beyond anything I had ever felt. I was no virgin but none of the other men I had been with were this endowed. I shook my head, his hand momentarily releasing me.

"Noah...stop...please...it's too much...I can't--it won't fit, please!", I cried out. Noah lifted my leg up over his hip as he surged forward, his hips forcing my thighs open even wider, the remaining inches thrusting home to hit my cervix. I opened my mouth to scream but Noah slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Yes, pretty girl, it will...and it does. This tight cunt is mine. Mine to use, to fuck, anyway I want. You're my own personal cock sleeve...", Noah replied, thrusting harder and deeper as his hand covered my mouth again. The muscles in my legs and thighs grew taught with another orgasm. My nails clawed down his muscular shoulders and arms as I tried to breathe in as much air through my nose. Harder, deeper, harder. It was too much...my body was on the verge of snapping, my muscles were screaming, the coil that was building was getting ready to break and Noah could sense it as he kept pile driving his cock in and out of my overstimulated pussy, all but fucking me into the mattress.

"That's right...come for me...come on this cock...tell me you're fucking mine...tell me everything is mine...", Noah taunted. I could only whimper and moan. The English language all but left my body. "What's the matter, pretty girl? I fuck you that stupid? Nothing left in that empty head of yours?", he added.

Tears ran down my cheeks, no doubt taking traces of mascara with it. Noah chuckled darkly above me, still pummeling my cervix.

"God, look at you...I love seeing your make up running down your face", he whispered as he gave a final thrust, coming white hot inside me. I screamed behind his hand, my eyes rolling back as the orgasm that had been building finally let loose so powerfully I damn near blacked out.

Noah's cock was burried inside me to the hilt when a loud knock came at the bedroom door.

"They're here, boss", a voice called from the other side.

Noah grinned.

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@concreteemo @lolitasangel @concreteangel92 @doomhands-jr @dsireland86 @darling-millicent-aubrey @exitwoundsx @amagentarose8 @amourtoken @starsomens @amourtoken @alloraiona @lma1986 @lilhobgobbler @lovexsleepyhead @like-a-omen @livingdeceasedgirl @bloodylullaby @bluestdai @yarasdead @thatchickwiththecamera @tikosblogg @collidewiththesavannah @sacredthefran

[starsillys]

IDEA IDEA IDEA IDEA

I’m sure it’s probably been spoken about before to some extent but I present to you.l!!?!

KINITO PET TAMAGTOCHI AU?!! WHAT THE FLIP he’s so anime core (the, the idea was it was supposed to be like… slice of life anime something with magical creature buddy Kinito y yk? Yk? ) awuhhj

here’s some compncept ideas sss a lil back story kind of!! Will be drawing more of this later for sure I’m having massive rot rn but i need slumber on god

[theplantbish]

Traffic @ Böle after party

📹 mine

[bleaksqueak]

Since I posted some of my old fanart yesterday... if you're not familiar with Slayers, and thus have never heard its amazing music, do check it out. It's largely by the same songwriter, Masami Okui, that did Utena's iconic opening (Rinbu Revolution) and ofc (TRUTH) and sung by a duo of her and Hayashibara Megumi (you know, the GOAT)

The entire OST pretty much slaps. there's only a couple of bad image songs in an absolute expanse of pure gold. GIVE A REASON, the opening to the second season, tends to be the reigning favorite. (I've a hard time pinning down my absolute favorite... of the original openings, it might be Breeze, but all three are so good. Of the entire catalog? Impossible to choose. Midnight Blue, Raging Waves, Within my Unlimited Desires, Gloria, Get Along... Impossible Choice)

[sealpup9]

Ok Inertia came in swinging with a beat that slaps so hard I forgot to duck and was knocked on my ass by the force that is the last two verses.

[compacflt]

in regard to the icemav convo about american made cars: I think it would be funny if after mav gets his regular license, ice buys him a truck that they can use for transporting stuff to the hangar and when he gifts it to mav all the man can do is laugh bc stamped across the ass is MAVERICK. It’s a 2023 ford maverick (in area 51 bc I’m partial to that color)

and mav likes it, but he doesn’t love driving it bc it’s so big (and he just likes being a passenger princess too much), so ice drives it mostly which inspires a whole lot of jokes about ice liking having maverick’s name stamped on his ass. bradley gags from the other room every time.

if it matters to u, i agree with this hc 150% on rhetoric grounds. thank god for your mind.

however i would like to raise the issue that recent american pickup trucks have become non-useful, overexpensive, and suburban-coded in a way i think ice and mav would reject. the ford maverick was built with the intention of dropping kindergarteners off at school, not of actually doing hard labor. see below infographic for what I mean.

It’s a fucking travesty. Trucks are so ugly and useless now. the maverick is not immune to this. (maverick below)

what good is having a fucking truck if it can’t even hold two REGULAR ASS BIKES in the bed. & when the bed is empty the chassis is unbalanced in a way that leads to more accidents etc. (tbf that was true in the 70s/80s too but im feeling more hateful towards modern trucks rn). In short—the modern American pickup truck is no longer useful, it’s a way to virtue signal to other Americans that you *think * you know what hard labor is, even when you’re driving around in a glorified odyssey with a teeny tiny bed that can barely hold a couple bags of mulch for the back garden

ice & mav don’t even have any little kids anymore, i think they’d consider a backseat useless & a waste of space

SO i would like to offer you a Compromise, which is that ice & mav buy either (or both) a 1974 ford maverick AND/OR a 1990 ford maverick

for the Funny Name & coolness factor (& the “making Bradley vom cause of how cute his parents are” factor), and then soup up, like, a 1984 Chevy C10 for actual towing/hauling purposes.

[brokoala-soup]

hobbies? hoe dancing in my room when i'm alone

[man-i-love-folklore]

just in case you guys were curious...

Unaired EP initial reaction <3

btw initial reaction as in "what i wrote in my notes app as i listened to each song for the first time"

give me like 12 hours and i'll post something more refined but for now have my chaotic thoughts

under the cut so u dont get spoiled 🖤

UNAIRED EP THOUGHTS

Nobody’s Soldier:

THAT INTRO HOLY SHITTTTT

YESSS THAT FIRST RIFF

the instrumental is like... impending doom??? if that makes sense???

it sounds SO GOODDDDDDD fully produced makes me wanna kick something (in a good way)

I GASPED at the little nobody's soldier whispers

yep. going on repeat.

chefs. kiss. absolute beauty. andy pls top the charts again with this one.

July:

all i can envision is being in those photos he posted this song with, smelling the flowers yk

i think i was right to get wasteland, baby! vibes

could u imagine dancing with a significant other in the kitchen to this??? omg.

i feel like im in a montage of summer rn.

that was so pretty!

That You Are:

oh my god immediately gorgeous

PRAYER IS ALL OVER ME???? WHAT

OMG THEIR VOICES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL TOGETHER

i'd 😭 be 😭 anywhere 😭 that 😭 you 😭 are 😭

guys im not even joking did i die and go to heaven

the violin is so beautiful

this has healed my soul i think

OH THE PAIN IS ALL OF ME?? nvm it ripped my soul in half again

why does it feel like a duet between two lovers in like a children's movie.

holy jesus. amazing.

11/10 i truly sha la la loved it.

[maskofnova]

Sonic twitter is so fucking miserable, holy shit.

[wordfather]

the icelandic alphabet has the correct idea þ fucks so hard. æ is so beautiful to me. ð has a special place in my heart. þrumur. æska. orð. bangers left and right

[goodoneguys]

it’s insane to me that when it comes to prime directive stuff, that picard and beverly share the same brain cell, but it’s never one of the good ones

it's either they disagree and beverly is right (but (sometimes) for the wrong reasons??) or they agree and are both wrong

[dippersguidetotheunexplained]

you know predicting an edgy live action gravity falls show in 2025 isnt that far off from predicting an out-of-the-blue edgy adult oriented bill book in 2024 in the grand scheme of things really. i was close

[stealingyourbones]

Dareth serves so much cunt its UNREAL

[shima-draws]

I’d like to say thank you to the Pokemon Company for catering to me and my tastes specifically for this game. Because everyone knows how much of an absolute slut I am for undiscovered/off limits areas with possible eldritch interference and AI programs and robots. Literally two of my favorite tropes ever. 11/10 knocked it out of the park, they wrecked my shit with the whole Area Zero storyline and I am Thriving right now