#they are so crazzzyy

[fakingfakeness]

Finally: these fuckers are imprisoned!! Yaaaayyyyy!!!

[gray-thistleclan]

The first Curse (Part 6)

[badnewswhatsleft]

(x/x) i'd like to study him.

[melto]

i have something like genuinely thoughtful to say about this moment and the way snake struggles through saying it and his failure to enjoy his own life and how he's only lived to survive and both meryl and otacon tell him everyone is that way but otacon is easily and willingly risking his life to make sure snake and meryl get out and he's completely at peace and happy with that decision after saying that he's found a reason to live or whatever. but i like just cannot articulate it in this moment but just know its there. just know im having some thoughts and im making a miserable looking face.

[sprinedankle]

someone tell cheesy bridgers i love her more than anything

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

thirty year old dean's grief is surrounded by darkness and night. it was night when his mom burned and his childhood home went up in flames it was night when sam lost jess and it was dean's fault and it was dark and cold when he was ripped apart by hellhounds and when they opened the cage and when jo and ellen sacrificed themselves. everything is grainy and dark and dean goes okay. okay then i must surround myself in light. i will keep this sadness at bay by living under a blue sky. and the colours get lighter and the saturation rises and he lives in a bunker where he gets to control the light level but then. cas dies and dean stands over his body in broad daylight. he begs a careless god to bring cas back while standing in the spring sun. and when his mother dies he cradles her under a blue blue sky and it's everywhere! the grief is everywhere! age fourty the sadness cannot be kept in the corners of his life anymore it is everywhere and in everything!!! and yet the world is still beautiful. and he still wants to save it.

[dykewilde]

fall vacation pics

[journeyxo]

Y’all my body is killing me 😭 I did a 8hr shift with no break and no food 😅😂 So many orders were coming in and they left my ass in the back by myself LMAO. I hate that I always go hard when Im working 🙄…smh doing the most for the white man S M H.

[nulltune]

❛   that would not lessen my doubts in any way.   ❜       the  ( very concerning )  words seem to be an attempt to get a reaction out of her though,  so she decides not to dwell on that.  ( but owen really ought to learn about the morals and kidnapping ...  seriously ... )       ❛   i think ...  the two of you spent time with each,  came to properly understand each other,  and fell in love ?   ❜      

❛   that is why,  if i may offer you some advice,  rather than kidnap,  what you should be doing to your lover is—  kiss.  ❜       it's a terribly unfunny joke !   but hakuno appears quite satisfied with it,  one eye closing in a small wink.       ❛   i'm sure that would make the both of you very happy,  yes ?   ❜ 

❛ And what if I told you they've already succeeded~? ❜ You are lying. You have not kidnapped anyone, nor held them hostage, but that does not mean you haven't thought about kidnapping Cain, holding him hostage, slowly breaking him down, making him believe that he is in love with you, and convincing him to never leave you; There isn't anything wrong with that! ❛ Afterall, Sir Knight loves me~ How do you think I convinced him? ❜

[arbitrarykiwi]

WE. NEED. MORE. THANOS.

please literally anything thanos no noncon tho

Suck 'em Dry!

ask and ye shall receive 🗣️🗣️ I literally had no idea what to do at first then I couldn’t get the idea of givin’ him som crazzzyy head out of my noggin, so here ya go 🫡

Warnings: smut (18+), weed mention, smoking weed, pills mentioned, oral (m receiving), name calling (really just bitch, cocksucker once) spit kink, deep throating, swallowing cum, reader gives thanos some crazy head at an after party he hosts that’s pretty much it, read at your own risk

Thanos was sure no one could out-do him. He was the legend, Thanos. He got whatever or whoever he wanted. He knew he was good in bed, he had countless of one night stand that left him raving reviews in the form of spammed messages asking him to come back. Admittedly, he never answered the many girls. He became uninterested in them after the night he spent with them. He was a busy man and couldn’t be bothered to return to a girl if he even had an inkling he would get bored.

So when he set his eyes on you, a cute little thing who showed up to this after party at his house with a group of friends, he thought it would be the same thing- a night of fun and then he’d be off to the next one. He was unaware of it at the time; but you were going to be much different.

He first saw you mingling with the group of girls you showed up with, immediately partaking in the drinks that were laid out on the lavish granite counter. You were in a short, little, sleeveless dress that hugged your curves in the most sinful way, one that was low cut and left little up to the imagination. Every time you giggled, the doughy flesh of your breasts would spill out even more from the tight fabric of the dress. Oh yeah, you got his attention alright.

He watched like a hawk from across the room, not even listening to the group of fanboys that were asking him about an upcoming album. You seemed meeker than your friends, as soon as your group finished a round of shots and your friends quickly scouted out men to flirt with, you didn’t. You were not going straight to a man to dance on or to leach off of like the group you showed up with, but to the corner of the living room. You made yourself comfy on the couch, paying no mind to the couple a few feet away from you damn near fucking on the couch.

He wanted you. He scouted you out and he wasn’t going to call it a good night until he got you in his bed and got to fuck you. He doesn’t even excuse himself from the group of fanboys that were talking to him, he just pushes past them and slowly makes his way over to the couch in the living room- eyes still trained on you.

He watches as you reached into your cleavage, pulling out a blunt from the inside of your dress. Thanos smirked and raised an eyebrow, you were definitely interesting. His eyes follow as you seem to look around looking for something- probably a lighter. And he takes this as the perfect opportunity to make his move.

You were looking around aimlessly, hoping to maybe catch someone’s eye nearby that had a lighter but it didn’t seem like you were going to be in luck. To your left was a couple shoving their tongues in each others mouth and to your right was a group of men standing up near the couch that were too drunk to even comprehend what the other was saying let alone understand you if you asked for a lighter…yep…looks like you were out of luck.

You pouted to yourself and were about to shove the blunt back into the top of your dress for safe keeping-You could smoke it when you got home- when the couch sinks with the weight of someone sitting down next to you. You don’t even have time to look towards the person who sat down because you jump a little when suddenly a spark of red in orange is in front of your face. It’s the flame of a lighter.

“Looked like you could use some help, couldn’t let a pretty thing like you go without a light.” A gravely voice is saying to you. You turn to your side and are met face to face with a man with purple hair. His grin was suave, he’s leaning towards you like he knows you’d be interested.

You quirk up an eyebrow and smile, “Oh, how could I ever repay you, my knight in shining armor.” You say sarcastically with a giggle. You bring the blunt up to your lips and lean it into the flame of the lighter. You take a couple puffs, making sure it’s properly lit. You’re leaning back from the lighter as he flicks it off. “You can let me get a hit of that and grace me with your name, Señorita.” The man says with a purr laced in his voice, scooting closer to you on the couch so your thighs were touching.

He was attractive…baggy clothes- a bright colored shirt and jeans. His nails were each painted a different color, hands tattooed. You can’t help the way your eyes trail up the thick black line that runs from his finger up his arm. And you couldn’t lie, the purple hair definitely worked for him. He exuded an overconfident, brazenness that only served to do him more favors. You weren’t oblivious though, you knew his type and he thought he would talk his way into your pants and ruin you. But you wanted to give him a run for his money. You wanted to ruin him.

Your grin widens, you’ll bite. You share your name, leaning more into him, making sure he can feel your thighs really touching his. “…but, I don’t share with strangers, so I’ll need your name if you want your other reward Mr. Knight.” You say after giving him your own name, your words ending with a giggle- you were going to make him think like he had the upper hand here. You knew who he was, you showed up to his after party; but you didn’t want to give him all of that satisfaction.

“Well that’s not really fair,-” he begins, “I don’t play fair” you cut him off with a sweet smile like you didn’t just interrupt him. He laughs, eyebrow lifting up inquisitively. You really got his attention now. His large hand coming to rest on your thigh, fingers lightly pressing into the flesh. “Ohhh~” He says in a sing-song tone, watching as you take another hit of the blunt he helped light. “I like you, you’re fun.” He coos. You smile around the blunt, shrugging as if you’re saying ‘oh, it’s nothing, really!’.

“Names Thanos, beautiful. The legend, Thanos.” He says, emphasizing his own name, proving your earlier observation that he seemed cocky. In some weird way, that made you just want him more. You want to see him come apart from your doing. You tilt your head like you’re questioning him but your smile widens. “See wasn’t so hard was it, Thanos?” You purr, making sure to emphasize his name with your sultry tone as you pass him the blunt.

As he takes a hit he lets out a low growl, his hand gripping your thigh tighter. When he exhales smoke is pouring out his mouth as he talks, “I could get used to hearing you say my name, sweet thing.” His hand moving higher up on your thigh, thumb slipping under the fabric of the dress that’s at your mid-thigh just the slightest bit. “Hmm, could you now?” You muse, acting like you’re not catching on to his advances.

“Don’t play dumb with me, pretty girl…I know I could make you feel real good…you know I could too.” He says, taking another hit before leaning closer to you, his nose running along the column of your neck as he passes the blunt into your hand. You hate that he makes you falter but his breath fanning against your pulse point and his hand sliding up to your inner thigh makes your mind go blank for a moment. You pull the blunt up to your lips and take your next hit, hoping the weed will calm you down a bit.

He begins to place small kisses along the expanse of your neck, trailing down to your shoulder then back up again. As you exhale your hit he’s kissing up your jaw. Turning your head the slightest bit, you nudge his face up a bit and connect your lips with his. You can’t help the grin that spreads across your lips when you feel him falter now. He wanted to be the one to initiate the kiss, he thought he was in charge here.

He regains his composure back quickly, falling into a heated rhythm against your lips. One of his hands comes up to cradle the back of your neck, pulling you into him. It’s so hungry and damn near depraved, as if neither of you had touched another human being in ages. You don’t give a single fuck about any of the party goers around you, you’re kissing him eagerly. It’s full of spit and tongue- neither of you would have it any other way.

His hands are all over you, you’re having to strategically hold your hand with the blunt out to make sure you don’t burn anything or either of you. He’s grabbing at your body over your dress, moaning into your mouth anytime he gets a handful. You two part from the kiss breathless and connected by a string of mixed saliva. Thanos is practically picking you up off the couch to put you into a standing position. “I got a place we can go, Baby…I need to feel you…” he’s growling as he pulls you back into him by your waist, connecting you two in a quick messy kiss once again.

You giggle into the kiss, pushing on his chest with your hand that doesn’t have the blunt. “Well, ya gotta take me there first. Can’t do that if I have your tongue down my throat can we?” You joke, batting your eyes up at him. He can feel the blood rush to his cock, something about you just makes him feel like a feral dog. He needs you. He feels like if he doesn’t get the opportunity to fuck you he may die. His cock is throbbing in his jeans and you haven’t even touched him yet. He’s grabbing your wrist and leading you down some hallways, down a staircase and into what looks like a music studio.

When the door shuts behind you, he’s on you once again. He finds your lips with ease, almost like he’s devouring you. He wastes no time in slipping his tongue past your lips and licking around the entirety of your mouth. His kiss is intoxicating, it has you whining into his mouth and gripping at the fabric of his shirt. His large hands are on your ass, groping and squeezing as he pulls you into him. You can feel his erection against your lower stomach and it only makes you whine even more. When you two pull away for air he’s looking down at you like you’re a work of art- your face flushed, hair tousled the slighted bit, looking up at him through your thick lashes and your lips wet with his spit- it’s truly a sight to behold.

You smile, raising your hand up to his lips and placing the blunt in his mouth. You’re lightly shoving him backwards, trying to guide him to the couch that you spotted when you first came into the room. He chuckles, his hand reaching up to take the blunt from you and inhale. He walks backwards, parting away from you. He makes his way over to the couch and sits down, all while his eyes never leave yours.

He’s leaned back on the couch in the room, legs spread wide, blunt hanging loosely from his lips. He’s expecting you to come sit nice n’ pretty on his lap. Letting him take the lead. But you surprise him. You’re walking over to him, placing your hands on his thighs and slowly lowering yourself on your knees in between his legs.

“Oh? Eager are we?” He rasps with a low chuckle, looking down at you with a twisted grin on his lips- it’s cute, you think, he still believes he has the upper hand here. “Mhm…” you hum out, fingernails digging lightly into his jean clad thighs. You lean down, holding his gaze as you bring your face oh so close to the tent that’s forming in his pants. “But you aren’t one to talk, are you?” You say, a wicked grin on your lips.

This was the first instance where Thanos got a feeling that he was in over his head. He could feel the feeling of your lips ghost over his erection as you spoke. You were looking up at him like a siren trying to lure him into the depths of the sea. He chokes on the smoke of the blunt a bit, coughing out and trying to cover it with a chuckle. “Can you blame me?” He rasps, regaining his composure and shifting on the couch trying to thrust his hips towards your face.

You somehow read him too well, you move back so he doesn’t get the friction he desires. You tilt your head teasingly, letting out a giggle and sitting back on your heels. “I suppose I can’t…” you coo out, your hands running up his thighs and trailing up his torso. You can feel how his stomach clenches under your touch, only more proof he is more affected by you than he lets on.

His head kicks back against the couch, a sigh escaping his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He assumes you’ll continue your ministrations, feel him up desperately like the many women he’s been with before….but the feeling stops. You’re standing up a bit to lean forward and take the blunt out of his hands.

His head whips up, he’s looking at you first with a hint of desperation but he catches himself, he twists his expression into a smooth, suave, shit-eating grin. You can’t have that. Guess you have to work a bit harder.

You put the blunt to your lips with one hand, the other hand trails down his stomach and begins to dance along the button of his jeans. He draws in a sharp breath and trains his eyes on your hand, watching excitedly as your manicured nails fall to the bulge in his pants. The feather light touches that caress his throbbing cock makes his heart jump in his chest. And when he turns his eyes up to look at you and he sees your wild smirk and the smoke falling from your plump lips- he really begins to think he might have met his match.

You sit back on your heels, pulling your hands away from him completely. You hit the blunt again, slowly, dragging out the whole process. Thanos wishes he had his phone handy, he wanted to take a picture; the visual of you sat all pretty on your knees between his legs, hitting the blunt and looking up at him through your thick lashes like some vixen- it was a real work of art. There was just one issue…your hands weren’t on him.

He looks at you incredulously, almost irritated. “Hm?” You hum out around the blunt, “I’m busy hitting the blunt…my blunt…” you remind him, the blunt you were both smoking- the one he was also hitting, was yours. He didn’t put up for it or even roll it so he truly couldn’t argue with you for smoking it. “My hands are a little busy…you could help me out…” you say, nodding towards his pants, pointing towards the button and zipper.

“Shouldn’t you do it? Unwrap your gift?” Thanos teases back, rolling his hips up to emphasize the very large tent in his pants. Ohhhhh, he was so cocky. You bite your lip and shrug, “hmm, but my hands are so busy..” you say, one hand holding the blunt the other lying idly on your plush thigh. He scoffs and nods towards your hand on your thigh, “Ya only need one hand for the blunt and one for my pants, sweets.” He purrs out, looking at you with heavy eyes and a lazy smirk. He was definitely a delicious man but you weren’t going to give in so easily.

Your hand on your thigh picks up, caressing your waist over the fabric of your dress. Your hand gropes at your own breast, squeezing the flesh and massaging it in your hands as you bring the blunt back up to your lips and inhale. As you exhale your hit, this smoke cascading out of your nose and lips, your fingers grip at the neck line of your dress- pulling down.

You can see the way his breath genuinely catches in his chest- his breathing completely halting as he waits expectantly to see the perfect set of tits he knows is hiding behind the fabric of your dress. “I mean I said my hands were busy…but if you want me to stop what I’m doing to mess with the button n’ zipper you could undo f’me…” you coo, your words accompanied by a playful tilt of your head, eyebrows upturned to feign a saddened expression; worst of all, your hand paused on your dress, the fabric pulled down almost enough to reveal your perky nipples- but it wasn’t enough.

You can’t help the laugh that comes from you when you watch as he scrambles to work his pants open, nearly jumping off the couch. “N-no! I can do it!” He calls out a little too excitedly, his painted nails fumble with the button, he’s chuckling and clearing his throat to try and cover up his eagerness. “Keep doin’ what you were doin’, pretty. I don’ wanna stop you.” Thanos encouraged, his voice back to the same smug tone and carries that cocky aura that you want so desperately to break.

You wait for him to free his cock out of his boxers and jeans. When he does you see exactly why he has such a pompous, cocky aura- he has the cock to go with it. It’s thick, long, and has a mean curve to it that you know would reach all the right places. Biting your bottom lip, you nod in approval, your hand on your dress pulling the neckline down all the way. The fabric of the dress bunches under your breasts, allowing the doughy flesh to fully be revealed to his hungry eyes.

“Fucking hell…ain’t you just a sight…” he murmurs, words barely audible as he looks at your tits. Just when he thought the view couldn’t get better, it did. You sat so prettily in between his knees, perfect tits on display, thick thighs splayed out as you kneeled on the floor. The corner of your lips twitch up when you see his cock twitch against his stomach at the sight of you. “Was gonna ask if you like what you see…” your voice trails off as you lean in closer to him, warm breath fanning over the underside of his cock. It twitches at the sensation, his abdomen tightening as he swallows a groan, “…but seems like you’re already tellin’ me the answer.” You purr, eyes flicking up from his cock to lock with his, making sure he knows you see every reaction he has towards you.

“‘M a man with a pretty girl…with the most perfect set of tits…” he drawls out, reaching down with one hand to grab at one of your breasts, molding the flesh in his hands. Your smile only widens when his cock jumps once more when he feels you in his hands. “…sitting in front of me…of course my dicks gonna be hard, sweetness…’s all for you.” He says, pulling his hand away from your breast and leaning back on the couch. His hips shift up, trying to drag his cock along your lips.

But you move back.

You can see the way his eyebrows knit together in desperation before he is chuckling. “Aren’t you just a little minx?” Thanos says, staring down at you with red tinted eyes and a wicked grin, his arms sprawled lackadaisically against the back of the couch. You tilt your head and shrug, letting out a small hum as you bring the blunt up to your lips and take another hit. You hold it a minute before letting it go, then you’re moving closer to him once more, both your hands running up his thighs, “I have no idea what you mean…just didn’t wanna waste the blunt.” You say as you lower your face inches away from his cock, parting your lips like you were gonna take him in your mouth- but you don’t- you snake your way up his body, leveling your face with his.

You bring your hand with the blunt up to his lips and nod to it. “C’mon don’t let it go to waste.” You tease. His lips wrap around the blunt, taking it from you. With your hands now free you run them up and down his thighs once more as you settle yourself in a comfortable position. When your warm hand wraps around the base of his cock his sucking in a sharp breath and sucking in more smoke than he intended. He composes himself and stifles his coughs, eyes focused intently on the way your hand wraps around him as he blows out his hit.

You don’t move though, and when he looks up from the view he’s bee graced with to meet your eyes once more, he thinks your gaze alone could make him cum. You’re already looking directly at him, eyes hooded and tinged such a pretty red, a hungry primal desire swirling in your gaze. Your head nods towards the blunt, “It’s puff, puff, pass…ya gotta take another hit, silly.” You say so sweetly, so innocently- his mind feels fuzzy. He can do nothing but obey you, bringing his hand back up to his lips and inhaling a shaky hit of the bitter plant. You smile, like you’ve accepted an offering he’s given you, and your lips part.

He chokes on his hit when the first thing you do isn’t lick a stripe up his cock or kiss the tip like so many of the other girls he’s got with before but you hover over him, hold your hair back, purse your lips and spit down onto the head of his cock. It’s lewd and messy, the warmth of your spit dripping down onto his throbbing cock has his hips jerking up in your hand.

Your head tilts back up to look at him, like you’re mocking him for his reaction. And you are. You grin wide at him, dropping your tongue out of your mouth to drop even more spit messily down his cock. “F-fucking C-christ..” Thanos shudders out, his hand raising shakily to his lips to hit the blunt once more, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he takes a drag. When he exhales he opens his eyes and locks his eyes with yours. “Fucking nasty aren’t you?” He chides, trying to regain his composure.

You hold his gaze, squeezing the base of his thick cock in your fist before you begin to twist your wrist up and down his length oh-so-strategically. “You have no fucking idea….” You coo in a low voice, looking at him like he’s your prey. Oh yeah, he’s in over his head. You have him completely wrapped around your finger.

“Lemme get a hit real quick, yeah?” You say, your voice an insanely drastic innocent, sweet tone that has his mind spinning again. He doesn’t understand how you can switch from such a vixen to a cute innocent thing in a matter of seconds. You’re leaning forward, hand still working up and down his dick, looking at his hand expectantly. When he raises his hand to your lips to hold the blunt for you, you’re laughing around it as you take a hit when you feel each frantic jerk and shake of his hand as he tries to keep himself sane as you’re jerking him off in a way he’s never felt before.

Everytime your hand makes its way to the tip of his cockhead, manicured thumb running over his weeping slit before going to massage right under his tip, he thinks he’s going insane. You have to be some succubus that was summoned from some otherworldly realm, maybe you put some aphrodisiac in the blunt- he didn’t know, all he could think about was how fucking good your hand felt wrapped around him.

You take a drag and pull back, holding the hit in and smirking at him. He can see the mischievous glint in your eyes, he knows you’re about to make him see stars. In an instant, you’re sinking your mouth down onto him, nearly swallowing his cock to the base, the thick trail of smoke from the hit you took flowing out your nose. To top it all off, you didn’t cough once. And you’re immediately working your soft, pillowy lips up and down his cock.

“F-fucking hell, oh my g-god!” The purple haired man is choking out, hand flying to the back of your head and gripping your hair into a makeshift ponytail. “N-nasty fu- hah! Fucking bitch.” He groans, head tilting to the side ever so slightly to get a better view of you taking his dick in your mouth.

You’re sinking down onto him nearly all the way off the bat, taking him into the warm, inviting tightness that was your throat. A choked sound reverberates through the room- and it wasn’t from you. Thanos has no idea what planet you spawned from but it couldn’t be from earth. Your mouth, you were making his balls tighten in ways he has never felt. You’re swallowing around him and moaning, the vibrations doing nothing to help him keep his composure.

Your eyes meet his, and you even wink at him as you take him deeper into your mouth. Your tongue works along his girth in ways he can’t even comprehend. He can feel himself about to cum, it’s embarrassingly quick. “H-hah…why d-don’t you slow down, y-yeah.” He’s gasping out in a pathetic attempt to seem cocky- like he was still the one in charge.

You pull off of him in a mess of spit and look up at him with a teasing smile. Your mouth is covered in strings of your saliva, connecting your swollen lips to his throbbing cock. “What? Can’t take it?” You chide as your hand still works up and down his veiny length, every twist of your wrist has his hips frantically jerking up to meet your movements.

Thanos sucks in a heavy breath, looking down at you like you were some goddess that he’s hallucinating; maybe those pills he popped before the party were stronger than he thought. “O-oh I can take it pretty…” he hums, his words shaky, a tattooed hand reaching down to cup you jaw, thumb gliding over your bottom lip, smearing the spit on your lips around. “Jus’ wanna savor it is all. Want ya’ to really feel every inch”

You smile wider, taking his thumb into your mouth, sucking the digit between your soft lips and twirling your tongue around it. Your eyes never leave his, you haven’t broken eye contact once. A sound akin to a growl reverberates in his chest as he looks down at you, god you were dangerous.

You make a show out of releasing his finger out of your mouth. Another groan is ripped from his lips at the sight, watching with a hunger filled gaze as you drool down onto his cock, using your hand to spread the wetness along his length expertly- still never breaking eye contact. Oh, you were going to kill him before the night was over.

You sink back down into him, but this time, so very slowly. And when you start to do what he asked so nicely for, he realizes he made a mistake. It makes every moment you make so much more intense, you’re inching down on him, sucking him in before pulling back at a leisurely pace. Thanos his heaving heavy breaths, his stomach clenching sporadicly every time you take more of him into the warm haven that was your mouth. His bottom lip is caught in his teeth, he’s letting out soft, shaky groans, eyes observing the mess of spit that collects on his pelvis from you sucking him off.

“F-fuck your mouth feels so good.” He hisses out, head pushing you down more. You’re knitting your eyebrows together and letting out a muffled ‘hmpf’ around his cock that has him letting off a choked sound. You’re pulling off and the whine that’s ripped from his lips when your warm mouth pulls away from his hefty cock is downright sinful, it has your pussy throbbing. “You told me to go slow. I was going slow….” You purr out, raising a challenging eyebrow.

“Okay! ‘M sorry baby, please…I know you can take it…wanna see you take it all” he pleads, hand scratching gently at your scalp like he’s petting a cat, trying to sweeten you up. “You’re right…I can.” You say with a teasing smile, wrapping your lips around his pink tip. You suck him greedily, tongue lapping at his weeping slit that continuously drips pre-cum. His head is falling back on the couch and he’s groaning a broken string of curses and your name.

You don’t waste time, you give him exactly what he wants- you slide down his cock and swallow around him. He lets out a gasp and surges further into your mouth when he feels his cockhead slip past the tight ring of your throat. You’re gagging and choking around him, but you don’t pull away- you take it. And when he manages to get the strength to open his eyes and pick his head back up to look down at you, he’s greeted by a beautiful sight. Your makeup has been smeared, tears are collecting in your lashes making them clump into groups, your face is covered in spit and your lips are stretched so wide around his cock.

The hand not holding your head comes down to cup your cheek, thumb brushing over the area where his cock vapes your mouth. “T-taking me so fucking well, fucking hell, your mouth f-feels so fuckin good..” he babbles out, hips thrusting up into your mouth, making you choke and gag more around him, “mhmmm, that’s it…” he muses down at you through gritted teeth, “messy fuckin’ girl.” He’s practically growling like an animal now.

And you just take it, eyes looking up at him so prettily, still tinted red and heavy lidded from the weed, choking on his cock as you eagerly take more of him into your mouth. “Y-you g-gunna let me cum in your mouth?” He questions, his eyebrows upturned as if he’s trying to not blow his load in that exact moment. You nod, as best as you can with his cock in your throat, and let out a muffled ‘mhm!’.

“Ohmygod…fuck!” He nearly yells, “such a good fuckin’ cocksucker.”

You pull your hands off his thighs and put them behind your back, sinking down fully until your nose brushes the trimmed hairs on his pelvis. He’s letting out a choked moan of your name, it’s probably the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard. His head kicks back once more and both his hands come up to cover his face. You can see the way his thighs tense and untense rapidly, you’re sure if he’s s shoes were off you could see his toes curling.

You flatten your tongue out, the tip of it coming out of your mouth, sinking him deeper into the salvation that was your throat as your tongue laps at his balls. You’re intentionally letting out more moans, gags, and choked coughs around his dick, adding to the spit that dirties his balls, pelvis, and surely the couch under him.

You’re pulling back for air quickly, only to return to sucking on his tip, hand working what wasn’t in your mouth at the moment. Your other hand finds purchase on his balls, cupping them and massaging them in your hand. He drops one of his hands from his face, he’s biting the palm of the other- you’re sure his eyes are starting to water now. “Fuck, y-you’re hah! You’re gonna suck me dry s-sweetheart.” He’s panting out, his face his flushes red and the hand that’s not up near his face is gripping the large cross locket he wore like he was trying to pray to whatever Devine intervention that occurred within the world, thanking whatever it was for bringing him the gift that was you.

You moan around him, taking more of him in and removing your hand from his shaft, like you’re just encouraging him to make a mess of your throat- you are. “‘M about to fucking cum..” Thanos rasps, his hand both flying to the back of your head to push you down his cock. You’re letting out a choked moan and gagging around him, it only makes him chuckle. “Yeaahhhh that’s it, take it allll in, I know you can fit it.” He drawls out, fucking his cock deeper into your throat.

You look up at him so sweetly, begging for him to paint your throat white. Your tongue works eagerly against him, tracing each vein it could reach like you’re trying to memorize them. When you do that, it’s over for him. He’s pushing you all the way down so your nose presses against his happy trail once again and cumming harder than he thinks he’s ever cum before.

“F-fuck! Ohmyfuckinggod!” He chokes out as he’s painting your throat white, his eyes were fighting themselves to stay open and not roll to the back of his skull so he can imprint the image of you, swallowing his cum, nose pressed to his pelvis, looking up at him with tears in your eyes, in his mind forever. “So fuckin’ good, swallow it all…yeahhh there ya go.” he growls, holding you down. When he feels your throat constrict around him as you greedily swallow down everything he has to offer, he’s seeing white.

His head falls to the side to rest on his shoulder then roll to rest on the back of the couch, chest heaving. His hands drop from your head. He expects you to pull off of him, to sit back and bask in the mess you made of him. But you were never one to be predictable, he should have known that in the little time he’s had with you.

You only slide half way off of him, your mouth continuing to suck. The electric-like jolt that runs through his body is almost comical. You are genuinely sucking everything he has to offer out of him. “E-easy baby…g-gotta give me a minute.” He huffs out, breathless and shaking. You slide off him agonizingly slow, his body damn near vibrating the entire time.

“Awhhh” you coo mockingly, it makes his softening dick jump pathetically. Just your teasing voice alone, breath still fanning his cock makes him start to grow hard once more, it’s nearly painful with how overstimulated he was. “You’re no fun…” you pout up at him, “You mean to tell me I already sucked you dry?” You say with a playful tilt of your head as you begin to stand up off the floor.

You wipe the corners of your mouth from the spit and cum that soaked your face. You bring the fingers you used to clean yourself up to your lips and suck them into your mouth, tasting the debauched mixture. Thanos looks at you with blown pupils and a flushed face. “I don’t think I’ve never had head like that…” he breathes out with a lazy, blissful grin. “Well, the night’s just getting started.” You hum, straddling him in one quick motion.

When he feels the heat of your cunt he hisses and looks down. Your short dress has long since ridden up giving him a perfect view of your pussy. “No panties? You dirty fuckin’ bitch.” He says, with a hungry lilt to his voice. His cock, now semi-erect twitches against your puffy cunt, already becoming soaked with your arousal. “S-such a pretty pussy…” he says, still trying to catch his breath, his lip becoming caught between his teeth as he stares at the near angelic sight before him.

“What was that about needing a minute?” You tease, looking down at his cock, the tip leaking another round of pre-cum. “Yeah, yeah,” he says dismissively, still not wanting to admit just how fucked out you got him by some head. His hands come to grip your hips, “imma need your number and imma take you out on a date sometime, now c’mon..” he says with a dopey smile, “face down ass up, I wanna see your ass bounce against me, pretty girl.” He rambles as he laughs, pushing you by the shoulder so you’re lightly falling to the side onto the plush couch and he’s working quickly- manipulating you onto all fours, all while you’re giggling.

He didn’t care if it was his after party he was missing. All the party goers could do without his attendance for a little while longer. He thought he would never get bored of you. And he wasn’t right !!

As always I hope you guys enjoyed! I’m sorry it wasn’t a full blown smut! I’ve been working on a bunch of things at once to try and make sure I don’t get a block on one fic or another. This just so happened to be the one I managed to get done first. Work is also hectic right now so please forgive my trash posting schedule 🙏🙏 I LUH YEW GUYS SO BAYDDD - <3 kiwi

[2puncturezz]

1911 Dutch is so crazzzyy, can’t take him anywhere

I need to get back into drawing I want to do a completed piece soon but I’m lazy as hell

[elis-blawg222]

November 6 - Wednesday

Soo. This day, I did not eat well.

I can't remember everything I ate tbh, all I remember is I ate a lot of candy, and then ate a porkchop for dinner lmao...

I went to a concert on Wednesday, and I was meant to fast until we had dinner which was gonna be pho, but then we actually didn't even have dinner because we ran out of time. Also I broke my fast before this because I'm fat, and it was only 15 hr so I didn't even count it as a fast sighh.

Also, I do wanna mention, I had started my period like the night before, and I've been craving sweet stuff like crazzzyy for like a week omg.

When the concert was over, we tried to find somewhere to go to eat, but it was not happening. And I was like it's fine can we go home (pls I was so overwhelmed in the worst way). Then, I ate a porkchop my step mom got from a random woman or smth? Idk, but it was pretty okay icl.

Also, I wanna say, my mom was low key being so salty LOL. I can't remember when I said it, but I was like oh im hungry. And she was like "Well you should've ate something then." like earlier in the day. The tone was really sassy and I was like wtf did i do..

Again, when I got home I ate more sweet stuff.... hooray.

Honestly this entry is just embarrassing, I'm so sorry I know I'm fat. The whole time eating, and after I was so genuinely... upset. Like I have to stop making excuses for myself seriously.. at the end of the day it's not my mom, it's not my period, it's just me like I'm the problem and the one that's fucking up.

I got 8k steps in also sooo... there's that.

That's all for Wednesday, I'm trying to do better I promise. :(

[blankcest]

I love all the aus where Stan is a creature of some sort. Ford wants that cookie so effing bad.

SO effin bad bro.

Stan is already such a creature 2 me. Fucking dog coded motherfucker.

But Stanley being an actual paranormal anomaly gets Ford’s monsterfucker brain going crazzzyy. Ford would do it for science and science only, he says.. lying to himself.

God this reminds me of the Ford’s Nut fic/au for some reason.

[alexthebordercollie]

TOTALLY WANTED TO SAYYY WOAHH THAT ANIMATIC ON H!FORD WAS CRAZZZYY IT'S SO COOL!

(Also spoiler alert some fanfiction with him and some of Jellyskink's characters may be manifesting soon lol)

Oh my god. EEEEEEEEH! I'm hyped. I absolutely love it when I see other artists or writers doing stuff with my characters. It's the best.

Glad people like the animatic. I know it's not really a super content-heavy post especially. However, it is an example of the ways Bill publically abuses Ford. Paired with the previous post from H where he angrily was ranting incoherently you can put two and two together that some kind of spat is going on between them.

I wasn't going to do sound originally but I thought a gunshot at the end would be good punctuation but felt that it would be off if the rest of the video was silent. I used an AI voice for it but I do need to stress those are not substitutes for real voice actors. It works ok if you're just doing a short little bit but even then I had to muddy the whole thing with lots of static to cover up how naturally stilted the AI line delivery was. If I knew someone off-hand who could do a good Ford impression I probably would have just had a friend read the lines but with Bill's inflection. As is I think the static and missing bits of audio do a decent enough job making the stiff line delivery less noticeable.

[valentine-cafe]

the angst potential for all of ur characters w reader (esp rishenalessio1311, my bb vesp and oddly the abyss hubbies in my mind i DONT know why i just. smell angst) IS CRAZZZYY my mind is going to TOWN with it mm mm mm yum yummy

also how do you come up with the NAAAMMEES⁉️ VESPASIANO?? RINFIER??? DAKILA??? come ONNNNN🗣️🗣️🗣️ when i see a new character on yall blog the first thought that goes thru my head is"the name gonna be eating" cause the NAMES NEVER MISS. watch me name my kid from one of ur characters, the kid gonna be asking how his name was made and ill go "tumblr" 😭😭

﹙ 🍒. ﹚─── anon bb come here I'm giving you a high five cause YES! SOMEONE WHO SEES THE ANGST POTENTIAL !!! alessio and rishen 1311 are angst 👏 pools 👏 I have been waiting to write angst for them ! ( we have a few angst pieces for them but it's not ENOUGH 😤 )

vespasiano is an angst fic just waiting to happen I cannot wait for next saturday I will write, I will WRITE angst for him and reader ☝️

also you are very very correct, the abyss hubbies do have a lot of angst. I can't spread my abyss husband propaganda because a lot of it is spoilers but like. . . I can tell you that the story between them will make people cry !! especially with rinfier !! ( their angst with reader would be so. . . gid I'm marvelling in your brain rn )

I want you to know I laughed for a few minutes at the naming your kid after one of our characters XKXKDKD future teacher trying to pronounce their name like “vespa - vespisi - vespi - vepasanio -” or like “valerOOS” and just FGVJBJ 😭✋ we're gonna be that kid's godparents watch !!

BUT we're happy that the names catch attention! howl and I have a little agreement that names need to be something that people will remember yk? we're kinda bored with some franchise making systems. . . we basically settle down for their ethnicity/language and then go on really long hunts for names. we use a lot of “behindthename” and other resources but we do not stop until the name CLICKS. we've renamed some characters so many times. for instance, shiyu ( hǎitāo 209's boyfiiee ) was initially lisheng, which was initially yukari, and then at some point his name was taishi but we eventually settled on SHIYU

again though I'm so glad people like the names because they're genuinely one of the most important parts of our character creation SOBBS

( let me just show you the mess of notes when we're naming characters )

[whimsy-goes-insane]

Before I start talking about them, there’s two important things about their actual world:

1. Their world is just like ours… if vampires lived in forests and abandoned houses. They usually occupy forests more because they stay hidden during the day and have more food (blood from animals) around :) It’s a little risky to stay in abandoned houses because hunters usually look for them there

2. Vampires have two defining characteristics: Huge pupils and, of course, their teeth (who could’ve guessed?? /J) - A sign that you’ve been bit by a vampire (idk how you wouldnt notice the bite mark BUT) is your pupil expanding rapidly. It slowly covers the entire eye over time. ————There’s a faint red outline that forms when a vampire is like SUPER hungry. About the teeth, they can slightly retract and extend when they’re about to bite someone. (so if a vampires teeth quickly grows a little longer, that means it’s about to bite AGSHGS)

GOSH THATS A LOT AFAHGSHS 😭😭 NOW THAT I YAPPED ABOUT THAT, I CAN ACTUALLY TALK ABOUT ORBO AND COSMIC

• Ok you already know that Orbos a vamp FAHSGHS, but he was actually BORN one, so he’s a little smarter when hiding that fact. He was gifted a cover for his vamp teeth to make it look like they were normal… It kind of looks like a retainer AHSFHSGS

His glasses are obviously for his eyes. Both things were gifted to him by the Boss :)

- The Boss is ALSO a monster!!! He was the one who got Orbo to join. I think he probably saw Orbo venturing outside of the forest trying to blend in with humans LOL 😭😭 I need to work on their first meeting…

But they’re both corrupt in a way because they’re killing their own people. Orbo often wonders if his family was taken already by one of his own workers

- an important thing to note is that Orbo went into this because he was desperate as well. He HATES being a vampire, not because he thinks it’s inherently bad, but he hates being in fear all the time. (he hated being a vampire when he was younger. He just mildly dislikes being one now)

• NOW ABOUT COSMIC YIPPEE YIPPEE!!! Cosmic got roped into the job by Prismo (who’s another hunter) :)) He actually started out as someone who communicates with the hunters as they walk. They have headsets where they can call someone at their job if they need help on where to go. Cosmic was known for somehow always knowing where a vampire was hiding. Prismo often joked that all of Cosmo was haunted by his ‘premonitions’ of vampire sitings

•• He started to talk with Orbo more once he started studying on how hunters actually work. He would ask his boss questions during parties, meetings, etc… Orbo was actually the one who offered that they start having private meetings (which was basically 2 hour yap sessions in orbo’s office) (NOTHING GAY) (yet)

I need to work on their lovey dovey backstory more… Orbo was definitely the first one to fall in love though, and he felt absolutely terrible for it :( He was in terrible guilt for getting so close to someone who didn’t know about him being a MONSTER yk. He knew that he shouldn’t get with Cosmo, because he would spend every day with him living in fear, just like he did years ago :(

but he did anyways. #slay (JOKING MOSTLY AFAHSGHSHD I JUST NEED TO THINK OF A SCENARIO WHERE HE GETS WITH COSMO BUT NICELY)

immm gonna make a separate post with all my ending ideas because this is already CRAZZZYY long fshhshs 🥲🥲 I AM SO SORRY @idkanna-more