#this is so trash i’m so sorry

[vvampirelust]

smut vomit 🫢

“take your clothes off” you mumble, right against her chapped lips. your body forcing her backwards through the door, already beginning to push the jacket from her shoulders.

Ellie, realising just how badly you want her right now, takes a brief moment before complying. and then she’s moaning into your mouth, slender fingers curling around the back of your neck. however, yours have found the hem of her shirt.

It’s a blur honestly. desperate to keep your lips on her, reattaching after another item of clothing has been dropped to the door. fuck trying to find the bedroom. you need her, now. you grab handfuls of her, near manhandling her to the nearest surface. ellie’s never been treated like this, and she’s also never been wetter…such a relief to strip the too tight boxers off her body. falling back onto the soft sofa, thighs parted and cunt dripping.

“holy shit,” she keeps uttering breathlessly, watching and feeling you slipping between her legs. hands taking ahold of her trembling thighs. ellie swears her heart is skipping beats when your eyes stay directly glued to hers as your face lowers closer to her cunt. “fuck” the sob ellie lets out sends a twist through your stomach. your tongue is slurping up her pussy, not slow by any means but so passionately. as if you were attempting to drink from her, feed off of her, as if she was the only source you needed to continue on.

your tongue dips inside just long enough to feel her tighten before you need her sensitive clit in your hold. you need her to squirm beneath you. and she does, of course she does. your lips are wrapped around her nub, and you can’t get enough. you need to suck on her puffy clit, play with it, feel her throbbing against the tip of your tongue with your soft yet pressured flicks. releasing the grip on her thighs, you let her wrap them around your head, feeling the soft plush squeezing and shaking against the sides of your face.

the feeling has you moaning into her pretty cunt, the vibrations adding vibrato to ellie’s loud whimpers. chanting your name as you worship her cunt. higher and higher.

it sneaks up on her. such an intense orgasm causing ellie to tense up, her sounds catching in her throat. breaking beautifully. you can’t help but be a little cocky, smiling into her pussy as she rides it out. who knew your new roommate would be so much fun.

[theanimeroom]

Hiii, one of isagi being such a cutie and respectful boyfriend BUT then in reader's birthday she wishes "world peace and being fucked by his cute bf" and then good boy isagi let her perv side out 🛐🛐🛐

yes 🫡

bf!isagi yoichi who was terrified of PDA when you two first got together. you assured him that it was fine, the two of you didn’t have to go farther than holding hands or occasional kisses whenever he felt comfortable. he still hesitated every time his fingers laced between yours though, his face turning bright red and his eyes always being unable to meet yours.

he always saw you as his little treasure, and he wanted all eyes away from you because you belong to him <3. he was used to being in the spotlight with his career, but he never wanted to drag you into it. there were probably several talks about making your relationship public, to which you didn’t mind, but isagi didn’t share the same sentiment.

he wanted you to himself, wanted to make sure that no one else even considered trying to make moves on you without having his fangirls trying to pick you apart. he’s a major homebody, believe it or not. whenever nagi or bachira would beg for him to come out he always opted to stay in the house with you, watching movies and eating candy so sweet you swore your teeth should have fallen out by now.

his love for you and natural reclusiveness only skyrocketed the day you opened your eyes to a platter being placed under your nose, the smell of fresh, crispy bacon and toast filling your sensing before you could even register what day it was.

“happy birthday!” his sweet voice was the first thing you got to hear, a sleepy smile stretching across your face. his eyes were big and filled with happiness as he watched you attempt to sit up, rubbing the rest of your fatigue away with your hands. when your breakfast was placed in front of you a small giggle broke through your yawn at the preparations. there were around 8 strips of bacon on the plate, along with scrambled eggs, a couple halves of toast and a blueberry muffin with a little candle wick placed on top. “i made your favorite.”

“did you?” you giggled, feeling your heart swell at the hopeful expression on isagi’s face. your boyfriend was always so sweet, almost sickeningly so sometimes. he was typically all forehead kisses and soft touches, like you were a porcelain doll. even in bed, he preferred making love to anything else, it made him feel like he was appreciating you for all that you were worth. you loved it of course, adored it even. it’s what made you fall in love with him in the first place, but sometimes you couldn’t help but feel like you wanted….more.

you’d seen isagi on the field. you knew the kind of stamina, passion, and drive he had when it came to crushing his opponents, you just wished that sometimes he’d come home and crush you instead.

so when your sweet, innocent, loving boyfriend told you to make a wish on the muffin candle, you didn’t even have to ponder on your wish. leaning in with shielded vision, you spoke your wish with a sly smile on your face. “i wish for world peace and to be fucked by the undeniably hot boyfriend.”

when you looked at your boyfriend, his eyes were as wide as saucers. you were his sweet girl, and he’d never even considered being even remotely rough with you because of it. but alas, there was only so much strength a man could have after hearing that slip from your lips.

and that’s exactly how you ended up here, with your ass angled in the air and your moans muffled by the fabric of your pillowcase. there was one hand pressed against the back of your head, pushing you further into the bed when his other hand held down your arm against your back. your plea’s and moans fell on deaf ears though, the only thing on isagi’s mind being the filth that he’s spewing your way.

“aww, is this what my sweet baby wished for? wanted to be treated like a little slut, huh?” he punctuated his question with a hard thrust, hips flesh against your ass.

you wailed in the pillow, but a broken response didn’t seem to be enough for the man above you. with a brash tug his fingers were in your hair, tugging until your neck was strained and your teary eyes were looking back at him. his thrusts never slowed down still hitting all the spots that’s make you twitch and see those pretty little stars in the corner of your vision. “good little whores are supposed to answer when they’re spoken to, aren’t they?”

“y-yes!!” your voice was strained, body weak from pleasure although you tried to follow his instructions. your body shuffled, trying to push back against him but only receiving a rough slap on the flesh of your ass in response. his fingers dug into the skin as he leaned down, lips grazing the shell of your ear.

the air sent a shiver down your spine, your mind only filled with thoughts of him. his voice was light, the power of his thrusts leaving you both breathless. “my baby seems to be getting a little greedy,” he chuckled, a soft grunt slipping through at the wet patch staining the pillow, a string of drool leaving his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “but since it’s your birthday, i’ll let you off the hook.”

your back arched as isagi bottomed out inside of you, hips flush against your ass, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. you moaned, trying your hardest to fuck yourself back onto him and chase the tingling feeling that permeated your toes and fingertips. you could barely breathe with the way he was fucking you, and if you weren’t in love with he man before this, you definitely were now.

“you know i love you right, baby?” isagi asked, grinning when you frantically nodded your head. he wasn’t even sure if you’d heard what he said to you, your eyes glazed over and breathing so labored that he laced his fingers in your hair and pulled your face out of the pillow. “you still with me sweet girl?”

“uh huh,” you groaned, pushing your hips back in hopes for him to fuck you more rather than talk. with a chuckle, isagi wrapped a hand around your waist.

“good, because you won’t be in a second,” were the last words he said before forcing his cock in as far as it could go. the sounds of skin against skin reverberated around the room, combined with the broken whimpers coming from you and the occasional moan and groan from isagi.

the knot in your stomach tightened as he prodded that one spot inside of you, causing the muscles in your body tense as your body started to succumb to the pleasure.

“gonna come for me baby?” the man above you asked, landing a harsh smack against the side of your ass. a guttural moan left you at the sensation, the sight of your cunt creaming his cock only causing his pace to quicken. with another smack you were wailing out a positive response, thighs trembling as they tried to keep your body upright. “wanna feel the birthday girl come all over me, you can do that pretty, right?”

isagi didn’t have to say another word, the simple request being all you needed to let the waves of pleasure take over your body with a strangled moan. isagi let out a moan of his own at the way you squeezed around him, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he bottomed out, eyes rolling as ropes of come painted your inner walls.

isagi breathed heavily into your ear, the sensation tickling your skin just enough to make you shuffle underneath him.

“mmm baby,” you spoke lowly, turning your head so your face wasn’t plastered into the pillow. the male above you hummed, eyes closed in bliss as he came down from his high. it took you a second before you were able to respond, still trying your hardest to catch your breath. when you did respond though, the words slipped from you with a smile.

“can this be my birthday present every year?”

don’t plagiarize! it’s not nice <3

theanimeroom

[chloesimaginationthings]

I'm not sure if this has been asked before (sorry if it has) but who's your favorite animatronic?

Here’s a handful of my top faves! Monty is probably my absolute favourite

Foxy I was obsessed with when I was younger, Ballora I always found to be very creepy/pos, and Helpy is my best friend

[that-sarcastic-writer]

I just watched the new crow. And guess what??? I fucking liked it. No spoilers here but it was NOTHING like the original. Not one bit was taken from the original and replicated. It was a completely different story. And guess what? I still love the original to pieces. I still love Brandon as Eric. But also guess what? I enjoyed how Bill made it his own. It didn’t feel like a copy. It felt like a different version, with a different story. And that’s okay. The original is still awesome and super iconic. But news flash, the new one isn’t shit just bc it’s called The Crow 2024. Maybe give reboots a chance before shitting on it. The original came out in 1990. That’s 34 fucking years ago. That’s a whole generation right there. Y’all act like reboots and remakes haven’t existed since the beginning of the film industry. Some are bad and a cash grab, and some are actually kinda cool and have its own thing going. I think this one has its own tone just like the original had its very distinct aesthetic and tone.

Yes I liked it. So what. If I didn’t I would say so. I went into it expecting nothing, if anything I expected to be trash and nonsensical, but no. Everything made sense, it had a pretty cohesive story and gave a different and darker (like metaphorically not literal, nothing can be darker than the original) telling of the story and Eric’s character. And that’s okay. Let’s just learn to watch and enjoy some movies without blindly hating on them just because it’s cool to.

[landfilloftrash]

seeing ghosts everywhere you go?

are they all in your head or are they here causing that chill in your bones?

[feralsteddie]

obviously we see that eddie is pretty meticulous/clean and a lot of the grungy/gross eddie content is probably based on stereotyping and classism…

however i personally grew up in several trailer parks and think trailer trash douchebag!eddie is so unbelievably hot so keep up the good work guys

[starrylevi]

Levi is one of those “ I don’t want a pet ,” people . Until you come home all wide eyed and holding what has to be the ugliest cat he’s ever seen .

He claims he hates the thing , calls it a bastard . But some days when you are coming home if you are quiet you can hear him inside talking to it . Having whole conversations with this cat .

“ I know , I miss them too .”

“ Mreor “

“ Mm ,, we need to trim your nails soon .”

“ mrrp .”

No because you’re so right!!! He would treat this cat better than he treats himself! They would have the healthiest food, the best toys, the comfiest lounge spots!!

Here’s a short but cute little Drabble ♥️

——-

“What is this?”

“He was tearing up all of our shit so I had to get him a scratching post.”

“This is more than a post, Levi.” You say with bit of a snicker as you gesture to miniature cat castle.

Levi shrugs. “It was the only one they had in stock.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“Look it up yourself then.” He challenges you.

“I bet not every pet store was sold out of a scratching post.” You say, playfully rolling your eyes.

He narrows his eyes at you, crossing his arms. “You’re the one who wanted this dumb cat.”

“Hey, he’s not dumb!” You frown.

A soft meow cuts your conversation short.

“Tch.”

“What is it?”

“He’s hungry and I just fed him.” Levi bends down scoops the kitty up as if he weighs nothing before making his way to the kitchen with the feline friend.

“So you’re going to give him more food?” You ask as you follow behind him.

“He has snacks.” Levi briefly turns his head towards you as he answers.

“Hm. I didn’t get him any snacks.”

“I know.” He carefully places the kitten beside the kitchen cabinet. “I did.”

You try to hide a smirk as you see him open up a bag of treats before placing a few down on the ground. “Alright now, don’t get too greedy.” Levi mumbles as he softly strokes the back of the kitty.

“I think you like him more than I do.” You snicker as you watch him be so careful and tender with the kitten.

“Shush.”

[wild-god-nick-cave]

I wanna take you out, an innocent and sweet gesture. Wanna take you out to get drinks and watch as you become a slurring mess. Watch as you intoxicate yourself on the shots and the pints. I’ll buy them for you, darlin’. You don’t need to worry your pretty little head over anythin’, you just keep raising the bottle to your pretty cherry lips. You tell me all about whatever your fuzzy mind comes up with, I’ll sit and listen to your slurred speech. You only need to think about keepin’ on pouring the liquor into your mouth. Then I’ll walk you home, watch as you stumble and grip my fingers tighter, trying to feign sobriety for me. When you tumble through my front door and once we’re safe inside, closing the night out. I’ll push you up against the wall, make you feel my erection. Purr in your ear, tellin’ you how pretty you look when you’re all fucked up. How much you turn me on when you’re slurring and lookin’ all dumb for me. I’ll press my body real close to you, make you feel all giddy and excited. Then I’ll pick you up, cos you can barely walk a step without tumbling or falling. Carry you to our bed, and you can leave soppy wet kisses along my neck, and I’ll throw you down upon your back. You can look up at me with your dilated pupils and hazy gaze. You’re so spaced out, huh, darlin? Can barely think? Well that okay, darlin’ I’ll do all the thinkin for you. I’ll pleasure you just how you like it. And I can use you, huh, darlin’? Cos you can’t complain. You’re far too wasted to complain when I fuck you so deep and make you so very full with my cock, huh darlin? I’ll use you like the toy you are. Flip you onto your stomach and fuck your arse u til your screaming my name into the pillows. I’ll use you darlin’. Make you my cum slut. Cos you’re too wasted to complain. You couldn’t complain when i put my shaft into your slurring mouth huh baby? Your eyes will water and you’ll gag, but you’ve been trained for this, huh my little dumb slut. You’re gonna be my good boy. I’ll use you ur body and cum inside you so many times you’ll be able to feel me whenever you move ❤️ you’ll be my good little dumb, slurring slut.

[hischierdevils]

It’s cuddle season and here I am with no one to cuddle!”  with timo 🥰🥰

Leaves crunched under your feet as you walked out of the train station and made your way to your friends apartment in jersey city.

Since making the move to New York City from San Jose three months ago, Timo Meier was really the only person in the area that you knew.

His hockey schedule was about to pick up so the two of you planned a cozy movie night at his house where you planned for him to watch all of the classic slasher movies.

As you walked through the busy streets full of people bundled up in warm fall clothes, you couldn’t help but notice all the couples you passed by. A man and woman were walking ahead of you hand in hand while two men cuddled together at the bust stop facing each other to keep out the cold.

Every tiny interaction you noticed between a happy couple made you realize more and more how touch starved you were. You had just moved across the country to further your journalism career which seemingly moved your love life to the back burner.

Needless to say that by the time Timo opened his front door to greet you with a warm smile, you were pouting. “Y/n! What’s wrong?”

You were constantly around in San Jose as one of the Sharks reporters so he was well versed in your facial expressions.

You forced a smile as he stepped aside to let you in. “Nothing.” You had forgotten just how big Timo was, how his presence seemed to suck all of the air out of the room. “I hope you’re ready for horror Timo.”

“Did someone bother you on your walk?” He looked you over, checking for any visible signs of distress. “I should’ve met you at the station.”

Your pulse involuntarily flutters from his protectiveness. “No, no. I’m alright I promise.”

Timo tilts his head, not believing you but also not wanting to push you. He adjusts the band of his sweatpants that hang off his hips before licking his lips, trying to figure out what to say.

The simple actions have you practically drooling as you watch him and the sentence practically falls out of your mouth. “It’s cuddle season and here I am with no one to cuddle!”

Timo’s eyes widen from your sudden outburst as you wrap your arms around yourself, embarrassed. Silence stretches between the two of you and you’re overly aware of the sounds of your chests rising and falling. You’re both still standing in his entryway and now you’re actively looking anywhere that isn’t his face.

“You have me.” He says it so quietly at first you’re sure that you imagined it.

“What?”

“I’m a good cuddler.” He says with a nod. “Perks of being a bigger guy.”

You bite your lip to keep your smile from spreading as you look at him. “Timo I was just-you don’t-“ You let out a sigh of frustration, trying to remember english. “We’re friends.”

“Friends can cuddle.” He shrugs as he leads you toward his living room where he’s already laid out your favorite fuzzy blanket and snacks.

“Timo…” Your heart is thumping so loud in your ears you know you can’t be hearing him right. The beautiful man in front of you is willing to cuddle with you?

“Or.” Timo flops onto the couch and stretches his legs out, motioning for you to sit between them. “We can be more than friends and cuddle?”

Your cheeks heat instantly as you practically climb into his lap, resting your back against his chest. “More than friends huh?”

He wraps a strong arm around your waist to hold you in place as he uses his other hand to cover you both up with the blanket. “Is that something you want?”

“Yes.” You melt into him, allowing his warmth to envelope you. “Very much.”

“Good.” He kisses the top of your head before handing you the remote. “I’ll cuddle you any time you want.”

[steviesbicrisis]

I wanna get this off of my chest since I’ve seen some reactions to stranger things 5 possibly being delayed that I don’t like.

1. “I cannot believe we have to wait one year more because of these protests”. Be passionate about this show all you want -clearly I cannot judge you for it- but people fighting for fair working conditions is so much more important than you getting to see the season sooner than later. Please, go touch some grass;

2. “When I started watching I was a kid and when I will finish it I will be old”. Okay and? Congrats I guess, granny;

3. “5 seasons in 9 years? They’re too slow”. This one pisses me off so much?? They got delayed for stuff out of their control and you’re pissed at them? I’m sorry the Duffer brothers DIDNT INVENT THE CURE FOR COVID I GUESS???

4. “The actors will be 30 yo playing kids”. This one does not even deserve an answer. Seriously.

[frnkiebby]

mr train conductor frnkie~🎃

[dipperscavern]

just to let everybody know, modernau!robb stark is the type of guy to tease you at fairs about being scared of heights/the rides. playfully nudging you, and cocking his head to the side with an amused grin asking if you’re scared.

& then on the ride, you stop screaming & open your eyes just long enough to see robb’s eyes screwed shut, knuckles white from the tight grip he has on the seats railing.

[booplesnotts-art]

𝑳𝒆𝑹𝒐𝒖𝒙

Ik you all like my good omens stuff more but I wanted to quickly paint one of my doodles of my girlie Avalon for fun between working and school and felt like posting it here cause I love her🖤

Don’t know how much I like how I did this one but I wanted to post something here👍

[aaron04jpg]

168133 fans are insufferable

[archduke-enver-gortash]

Ask game: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you!

hmmmmm. hm recently? thinking pondering

probably the first spot as always are my deranged brain fairts. the sludge which is radioactive. the ocs and the brain tumour

from the mgm show. very good makes me feel like i’m trapped in a hopeless nightmare which is always what i’m looking for in a piece of fiction. yay!

booping

got an appointment for. god what’s it called in english. like an interview to evaluate me before i get admitted to a mental hospital again. for next week which is good because i’m deep in cray cray delulu land

had a good banana just now

as always tagging or sending asks to people makes me nervous but if you want to participate then consider this your invitation to do so if you haven’t gotten one yet!

(tagging @fantastic-mr-corvid here because you also sent me this!)

[fairie-bread]

i’m like one of those ppl who thinks every new movie they watch is the best movie ever but for tennis matches