#soirees

[breelandwalker]

Once again, I am BEGGING people to realize that tumblr tags are a filing system and not a visibility metric.

One does not come to tumblr to tag-spam for notes and get popular. There is no algorithm here. There is no monetization here. There are no influencers here.

This is where every other social media system comes to die. And we cackle and roast marshmallows on the pyre like the gremlins we are.

[mariettamilanno]

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[delicefashion]

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[blondie1742vinted]

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[lynette-mirror]

Otoge heroines as LIs

[masquerade-of-misery]

I have noticed something while watching the latest update of this year's Halloween event... Spoilers below!

In this part, where Skully expresses his dislike for evil ghosts and says they should be banished, all the NRC guys go "😡😡", giving him a death glare, basically calling him and his views brutish and undignified, and give him a lecture about how ghosts visiting on Halloween should be treated with hospitality etc. All this without asking him why he thinks the way he does, of course.

Then, I remembered Endless Halloween/Spectral Soirée...

Hmm.....

Hmmmm......

HMMMMM.....

There's more....

And, finally:

Anyone else smelling the hypocrisy??😆😆

NRC "it's-okay-when-we-do-it" guys🙄😂

(not to mention those ghosts weren't even malicious to begin with)

Credit for the translation goes to Ekala on YT!

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

La Soirée (Jean Eustache, 1963)

[miscellaneouscutestuff]

[cringesnail]

Small compilation of Etoiles Living Like This

(subtitles: green is Etoiles, black is other people. The ones at the top are just additional translations)

[crybabylipstick]

Will a pretty face make it better?

Melanie Martinez “Cry Baby” Music Videos (Tracks 11-/13)

[daily-trey]

Boo!

Ko-fi

[revivemyreverie]

Ugh…why did I have to go out of everyone..?!

Hello!! Made an SSR card along with its groovy for @starry-night-rose ‘s fan event! Read more features a short story, the cards without the banners, and Saga’s outfit design! Do enjoy!

Step, one, two

Step, one, two

With the way the gloomy stranger dances across the floor, most students would not believe the fact that a mere hour before, he was tripping on himself trying to get into the building. The slippers he wore were not even fitted correctly, as he was forced to attend this glittering ball with little time to procure an outfit.

Still, none of that matters anymore. Not when even a mere glance given to him makes his heart jump. His partner twirls him around once more, and he mentally thanks his justice-driven friend from ignihyde for his aid in an impromptu dance lesson. He makes the right step as the music changes, allowing him to switch partners.

Step, one, two

Step, one, two

The internal chant may be silly, yes, but it beat making a scene and being recognized for a crime far more horrifying than falling on his face. He’s dipped downwards and pulled right back up just as the music dies down, and the dancers return back to their friends.

He lets out a sigh, before catching the glance of a certain Ramshackle student. Yuu, who learned of the stranger’s hatred of being captured on photo long ago, opts to not snap a picture. Instead, they walk over to him, hoping to comfort his ever-growing paranoia. His hair is coming apart, likely from all the dancing. The prefect puts aside the camera and adjusts it, and is caught in the gaze of the forlorn man’s single blue eye.

A silence gathers as one looks at the other. The stranger speaks before Yuu can.

SAGA: Hey…why are you staring at me like that..? You’re making me nervous…

He surely is not the belle of the ball, not by a long run. But to a small few, Saga might have been the most enchanting person they’ve seen that night.

[cephalotyrant]

"I love your costume!"

who's glasses are those

[delicefashion]

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[blondie1742vinted]

Cc , a vendre sur Vinted "blondie1742"🖤🤍🍁

[moonlight-prose]

For your Sinful Soiree, could I possibly request "you're hot when you talk back" from the 1st prompt list, with Joel Miller (because I'm a basic bitch) but maybe with the reader saying it to Joel? ♥️

MORE AND MORE

a/n: i really went off with this one babes. it was supposed to be filthy and short, but i somehow turned it into a fic about being loved entirely and loving each part of a person. i still made it filthy because you can't have smut without angst. right? i hope you enjoy it!

summary: "he wanted to know every part of you, everything you kept hidden for fear of it being rejected. and you let him."

word count: 1.1k+

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: EXPLICIT SO MINORS DNI, oral (m receiving), mentions of violence, angst, cumplay/cumeating, spit play sort of, joel being cocky, the kinkiness of loving someone's dark parts.

He snapped in the middle of the bar. His hands curling into fists, eyes blazing with a fire that usually came as he held his rifle, the barrel pointed at imminent danger. It burned in his chest, spreading to the very tips of his fingers. Until his vision flared red and he could taste copper in the back of his throat.

It was a fire that only came when he had to protect what he loved—what he couldn’t lose. You’d grown to know it well. Falling in love with the hidden craving he tried to hide beneath the surface—the darkness that lurked beneath.

Except this time the danger came in the form of a man. Drunk and stupid, but still brave enough to challenge the man who could easily take him down. The man who was five seconds away from letting his fist fly through the air until blood stained his skin. But that was the thing about the two of you. When it came to situations like this, you would have let him.

One glance at Tommy standing on the sidelines let Joel know there was no place for violence in the bar. And the snowfall outside was too much of a hindrance to take the fight somewhere else. So Joel snapped. Told the man to shove his comments up his drunken ass or Joel would help him sober up. The gleam in his eyes and the lilt of his tone was all that the other man needed to back off and sulk in the corner.

Giving you a chance to drag Joel home. 

Per the request of Tommy.

Although if you were being honest with yourself, (which you hardly were at a time like this) you dragged Joel home for a different reason altogether. The same reason that you were now willingly scraping your knees on the shitty rug beside your bed. Joel’s voice a breathy rumble of praises and half mumbled comments about how gorgeous you were.

His fingers dug into the back of your neck, cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of red, and eyes fixed on the sight of your lips spread around his cock.

“What…ah, fuck sugar your mouth is heaven.” You felt the urge to grin overcome you, but chose instead to press your tongue against the vein that ran on the underside of his cock. “What brought this on?”

Spit trailed down your chin as you raised your head—knowing for certain that you looked like an utter mess. But that didn’t stop him from running his thumb across your bottom lip. Spreading the mixture of your spit and his precum along your cheek—watching in rapture as it shone against your skin.

You shrugged, a grin playing at the corner of your lips. You knew he had an idea about it five seconds into his pants being pulled down. He just needed confirmation that it was true. Your refusal to look at him did just that—causing his own lips to pull into a smirk. A sight that had you pressing your thighs together desperate for some friction.

“So that did it for you huh?”

The cockiness in his demeanor nearly undid you. Heat spread through your cheeks and down to your chest as he continued to watch you. Peeling back another layer in your psyche and yanking it forward before it had time to sink into the darkness. He wanted to know every part of you, everything you kept hidden for fear of it being rejected.

And you let him. Because deep down you knew he wouldn’t turn it away. He’d cherish them, allow them to thrive in his presence. Just as you did with the darkness he hid away from the rest of the world.

Glancing up, you caught the sincere glimmer in his brown eyes. A look that had you melting into his touch, practically preening as he continued to make a mess against your cheek.

“You’re hot when you talk back,” you said softly, as if you were nervous.

He merely smiled, his tongue peeking out to slide against his bottom lip. “You like when I’m like that?”

He didn’t say it explicitly, but you knew what he meant. When he lost his cool, letting a little bit of the Joel that existed before you seep in. The Joel he continued to hide. You wanted to explain that you loved him regardless; you wanted him every way he would give himself to you. But words wouldn’t do your feelings justice anyway.

“I love all of you,” you breathed, leaning into his touch, your hand stroking him slowly—keeping him hurtling towards a release he tried to stave off.

It’s when your lips wrapped around his cock again, pushing yourself until he reached the back of your throat, where you proceeded to swallow, that his words fell free. He moaned, his hand trying not to keep you right there, but failing the second you cupped his balls. A stream of you’re perfect and I love you and I'd do anything to keep you safe fell from his lips, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head.

“Fuck you’re gonna make me cum,” he spit, his other hand gripping the sheets so tightly you were sure they would rip any second. So you slid your hand into his, letting him press your palm into the mattress as he would when he was thrusting into you.

You moaned when he thrusted into your mouth, the spurt of precum spreading on your tongue. And that did him in. He came with a hoarse cry of your name, his head falling forward and body crumpling in on himself. You wanted to burn the image of him like this into your mind. So you could see it every time you closed your eyes. But you settled for keeping him this way until he could no longer take the hot wet feel of your mouth, the divine caress of your tongue.

“Sugar I’m gonna—fuck,” he gasped, pulling you off him and watching whatever you couldn’t catch in your mouth drip down your throat. “You tryna kill me?”

A smile crossed your lips as you got up with a slight wince, crawling into his lap. “I wasn’t done yet.” You pressed your finger to his bottom lip, pulling at it lightly. “I wanted all of you in my mouth.

“Shit,” he breathed, his thumb gathering the pearly cum that still streaked down your throat, dragging it up to your mouth. “Well then open wide baby. And then it’s my turn.”