#this is making me lose my mind

[throathole]

Imagine finding that your friend wrote these tags about you while trying to be supportive/inclusive

[slutdge]

Your blog's kind of poisoned my mind a bit, I'll literally be taking a piss like "hey i wonder how judas is doing today". undisputed pissblogging world champion

🥇😤🏆

[ryuichifuwa]

HONDA

[lewishamiltonstuff]

Not even kidding, this is how it used to look like in university with students (me) begging the professor to not mark us (me) absent just because we were 2 seconds late to class (I used to fuck around in corridors) 💀

2023 Bahrain Pre Season Testing

[briankang]

selfrecordshop 230915

[fogwitchoftheevermore]

"i've had my ethubs vaccine" -@pixlostinatos right now

[anotherpapercut]

My wife thinks Prince Harry has ADHD based on his description of how cocaine affected him in his autobiography

LMAOOOOOOO

[big-bad-shorty-king]

LAURA JANE GRACE POSTING ABOUT ONE OF MY FAVE LOCAL BANDS?! IM LOSING IT???

[r33k]

manifesting an oc (still a wip)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Why the FNAF puppet loves the music box,,

[ghostkidneys]

thinking about a pretty girl fucking me everywhere with her strap, in my bed, against the wall, on the couch, on the kitchen counter, in the shower... literally anywhere

I need to be fucked like the bitch in heat that I am

[trickstersaint]

i want to introduce you all to a project that is very close to my heart... or lack of one. anyway. for anyone who has ever wanted to play a poem. i'd like you to meet aromanticism

(link opens itch.io - she'll run on html in your browser! please be nice to her!)

[ffverr]

[tojisun]

you’ve just given me a thought

Reader sitting on Johnnys face with Simon fucking him. Johnnys pushing reader down harder on his face, all pussy drunk, smothered in her and it gets to a point where Simon has to physically pull reader off of Johnny just to let him breath because he wasn’t gonna do it himself and certainly wasn’t going to let reader go. He’s all flushed and breathing heavy getting air back in his lungs, face covered in squirt 🫣

oh lord i may have died and ascended-

and the way johnny’s got a vice grip on your thighs or on the dip of your hips, pushing you down on his face, either to muffle his moans on the hot press of your skin because simon’s fucking him so good, hitting his prostate so well, or to lick up at your pussy because it is so wet and warm, and your slick is so delicious, he can’t help but gulp it down because he wants more—

“joh-nny,” you hiccup, his name slipping from your gritted teeth in a slurred hiss. “stop! stop, please!”

it’s too much, too fast, and johnny’s frantic movements are only making you anxious. you can’t even feel his breath against your cunt anymore, and you tremble, wide-eyed as the cold wash of worry mixes with your desires.

you fist at his hair, trying to pry him off your cunt so you can get to your knees for a second, but your squirming just makes johnny grip your body harder. he digs his tongue in deeper, and you let out a drawled-out whine at the drag of his nose against your hardened clit.

“simon!” you sob, your breaths hitching as you tremble. “make’im stop! simon, make’im—”

“fuckin’ hell,” simon murmurs, breathless himself, his voice a rich timbre from somewhere close behind you. you feel his arms wrap around your chest before he pulls you towards him.

you lazily topple off johnny’s face and into simon’s space, your back pressed flush against his chest. you tip your head down, feeling the way simon does the same, and you two watch as johnny catches his breath.

he is flushed oh-so beautifully, his nose all flared as he gulps down air. his face is wet, messy with your slick, and you watch, with a silent gasp, johnny poke his tongue out to lave at his glistening lips, tasting the remnants of your euphoria.

you jump when you feel simon buck his body forward, jostling you and johnny together. johnny hisses, his face crumpling in his pleasure, and—

“oh,” you say, reaching down to stuff yourself with your fingers. “si, do tha’ again, please?”

simon hooks his chin on your shoulder, grunting in his own bliss when he pulls out, slow like he is deliberate in teasing johnny, only to punch his cock back in johnny. you three share a moan.