No, Spotify, I Don't Want To Use Ai To "turn My Ideas Into Playlists". I Already Fucking Do That With

What’s your core memory of watching the Lord of the Rings films for the first time because I will never forget how my extremely South Asian dad — during the emotionally climatic scene where Arwen is riding to the Havens and sees a vision of her son — paused, pointed, and said “Mashallah, Sister Arwen has accepted the hijab, alhamdulillah, praise be to god” and giggled for a good five minutes 😭

last time i shared this in a uni tolkien club someone called him a misogynistic fundamentalist because irl tolkien clubs are fucking deranged so please let me clarify that he was, in fact, joking.

this should not have gagged me as hard as it did

Happy Birthday Katsuki!!! 💥🎉

nsfw katsuki x reader but the reader is quiet (like only deep breaths n pants) How would katsuki react if the suddenly moan?

Been thinking abt this omfg

the first time you let bf! katsuki eat your pussy, he swore he got drunk off the taste of you.

sweet, warm, and intoxicating— you were everything he never knew he was craving. and the way you melted into his arms, only fueled his hunger.

"you taste so fuckin’ good,” katsuki muttered between slurps, diving his lips back into your needy little cunny. "holy shit... i don't wanna stop."

your boyfriend is a nasty fucking pussy eater, that much is obvious. eating you out with all the fire he had, hands gripping your thighs wide, tugging his teeth to suck on your clit, lips never feeling the place he calls heaven.

katsuki was already addicted to the little sounds you made. its painful how hard he gets, his dick twitching in his pants when your breath hitched as his lips met your folds, the soft pants you let out when he darts his tongue out to lick your clit. but still, just deep breaths. just gasps.

it drove him crazy.

he wanted more. needed more.

the second time, it was the same. it wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy it. god, you did— but something about holding back made it all the more intense.

your fingers trembled in his hair, tugging slightly. but still, you stayed mostly silent. just breathing, panting. maybe you were nervous. but no matter how much katsuki worked you up, no matter how much his mouth explored your insides, you never gave him more than quiet, shaky breaths.

until now.

the third time, oh, the third time's a fucking charm.

when katsuki's lips dragged down your clit, tongue pressing against the sensitive skin of your folds, you moaned— an actual moan, breathy and desperate, like you couldn’t help yourself. a sound that was so purely you, so completely unrestrained, that it sent fire straight through his veins.

katsuki froze. then, he just snapped.

“that’s it,” he growled, pressing his lips to your pussy again, more insistent, more desperate. his tongue traced over the same spot, his breath hot against your wet cunny as he devoured the sound of you. “fuckin’ finally.”

you barely had a second to process what just happened before his lips were back on your cunny, more eager, more demanding, as if he was chasing that sound like his life depended on it as you moaned his name. “k-katsuki-”

“fuck— do that again,” he rasped, shoving your legs wider to hold you in place, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your pussy again, his mouth making lewd, squelching sounds out of devouring your slick. "can't believe you've been holdin' out on me..."

you squirmed beneath him, hands flying to his hair, tugging lightly. “katsuki— wait, take it easy—”

but katsuki wasn’t listening. he was too caught up, too focused, too obsessed with hearing you again. his grip tightened, his mouth treating you rougher, more demanding.

he was fucking relentless, completely focused on getting another moan out of you. every little gasp, every shaky breath in between just spurred him on more.

you felt like you were burning under his touch, and he? he was thriving in it, lips dragging over every inch of your pussy, searching for every sound you could give him.

“not a fuckin’ chance. not when you sound like that. lemme hear you, baby.”

and when you moaned again, louder, more desperate— he groaned against your senstive skin, his body shuddering with pure satisfaction.

you weren’t holding back anymore. and now that he had a taste of your moans? there was no way in hell he was stopping now.

because no matter how much you tried to keep quiet, katsuki, your boyfriend always got what he wanted.

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ lmao i have an exam in 30 mins, hope y'all enjoyed this💜

ARCANE 1.07 || 2.07

tumblr discourse after 13 years on this fucking website

*puts the tip of my sword in your mouth* enough, you will only talk when I tell you t- stop sucking on it

i love it when you read multiple works from a writer and you start being able to pick out the things that stick with them. like the themes they keep thinking about, that can’t be satisfied with just one poem or novel or story. or the motifs they like to reuse and recycle throughout their works like an extradiagetic thread. it’s like drawing a map through a writer’s collection of all the things that keep them up at night

Absolutely priceless to me that Jude only realised she's in Cardan's room in Hallow Hall because she saw his closet.

Like the school books did not raise any flags at all. Why wouldn't faeries that went to that place for nothing more than partying and getting high, have their homework spread out on the table?

But the second she laid eyes in that wardrobe she really went "No bitch dresses THAT extra even in Elfhame besides THAT ONE!"

Keep staying iconic Cardan✨️

Live blog listening to Cruel Prince:

Fuck Judes family, every single one, for preparing to leave the ball without even thinking of Jude at the crowning ceremony.

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