I Want To Kiss Every Single Inch Of Her Face While I Tell Her How Pretty She Is And Then Kiss Her Chapped

thinking much thoughts. thoughts are happening in my silly brain <3

every single life matter.

Reblog if Black Lives Matter to you

Where are those woke white people at!?

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i really love random acts of kindness and wholesome memes and everything. the best thing ever is when someone out of the blue tells u that ur important to them or tags you in a thing and is like “this made me think of you!” because maybe im not in a bad place or particularly need it rn but it leaves me feeling warm and fuzzy. tell ur friends you love them out of the blue, or link them a picture of a cute cat, maybe it’ll brighten their day

you just my sneaky link [ellie williams]

pairing; ellie x fem!reader

summary; your boyfriend's a piece of shit. ellie can fuck treat you better.

cw; cheating, choking, strap-on usage (r! receiving), top!ellie, bottom!reader, daddy kink 🧍🏾‍♀️

an; hi. i'm gonna run away screaming after posting this so if you don't hear from me for a while, that's why.

tags; @scandalcus @prrimordiais @trilogyss @addisonnie @roarriita @sparkleswonderland

18+ only, mdni!!!!

it wasn’t supposed to feel this good. 

you should feel guilty. 

you should feel ashamed of yourself. 

god would cry at the sound alone, the desperate whines of “oh, shit ellie,” and the heavy breaths that followed. 

“fuck, yeah that’s it,” she groaned, keeping your foreheads pressed together so that you were forced to look down at where the pink silicone disappeared into your cunt. “takin’ it all so fucking good, so fucking good,” as she guided you back up, admiring the way your pussy clenched around it, tight and needy. you gasped as she continued her filthy rhythm, fucking up into you as you grasped at her shoulders. 

“ellie, i- fuck, fuck, oh m’god,” you were babbling, practically incoherent as she fucked you. “so good, s’good, please, fuck,” it was filthy, the way the sound of skin slapping against skin was obscene in the otherwise quiet room, the way ellie’s mouth hung open as she watched how eagerly you were bouncing in her lap. 

as she thought about the way your boyfriend had no fucking clue where you were.

“yeah, that’s it,” she breathed, pulling you down and holding you in her lap, the sudden fullness making you gasp and bury your head into her shoulder. “i know you’ve been needing this, baby, fuck yeah-” she stuttered when you ground your hips forward slightly, the friction against her own clit going straight to her head. 

“such a dirty girl, letting me fuck you like this,” she was getting cocky now, gritting her teeth and keeping you pressed firmly in her lap, relishing in the pretty moans and sobs that were coming out of your mouth. “can he make you feel this good? hm?” 

“no!” you gasped, biting down on her shoulder in surprise when she ground your hips even tighter against her, your stomach twisting as she kept you split open on her cock. “no, he can’t, he can’t!” you were so close, so so close, and so fucking full, “m’god daddy please–”

it rolled off your tongue, so easily, so naturally, ellie went absolutely insane, gritting out a profanity before lifting you up and off her, the emptiness making you whine. she practically threw you onto the bed, grabbing the backs of your knees to press your legs apart, the look in her eyes almost enough to push you over the edge. she wasted no time before she was pressing back into your hole, “so fucking messy,” a pearly white was forming at the base of her cock as you threw your head back in pleasure, the wanton curve of your spine causing her to thrust even deeper, somehow–

“this pussy is fucking mine,” she was animalistic, fucking into you so hard that your body jostled the bed, your moans echoing off the walls as she pressed one of your knees into your chest, leaning forward so that she could wrap her free hand around your neck. your mouth fell open in a silent moan as she tightened her grip, grunting like her dick was fucking attached to her or something, “tell daddy who owns you– huh?”

it was cruel, how she knew you couldn’t answer when you eyes were rolling back, body trembling with the fullness in your tummy as ellie fucked you, as she gave you everything you’ve ever needed and more, as she made you feel better than your boyfriend ever has, “come on, cum for daddy, baby– that’s it, fuck–”

her hips stuttered slightly, her grip around your throat loosening just so that a strangled moan, a barely intelligible iteration of “yes, yes, m’gonna cum daddy– oh! please,” could escape—the world around you fading away as you reached your climax, pussy tightening, your juices making a mess of the sheets and the front of ellie’s thighs. “holy fucking shit,” she was rasping as she watched your face twist up in ecstasy, her own clit throbbing at the sight, so fucking proud she could bring a pleasure like no one else. 

she removed her hand from your throat at just the right moment—thrusting into your used hole, deep and slow, working you through your high, letting you draw in a breath that was so heavenly, there was no way cheating on your boyfriend could be considered sinful…right?

HEY! FOLK OF THE AIR FANDOM! GUESS WHAT? We have an album made up of brand new original songs all about Elfhame coming to you on June 9. Above you can see our beautiful album artwork done by @eerna as well as our full tracklist! 

As you can see, we’ve written songs about Jude, Cardan, Nicasia, and all your other Elfhame favs, as well as a special song for the Darkest Part of the Forest. If you enjoyed our Grishaverse album Sinners & Saints, then you’ll absolutely love this one too!

You can PRE-SAVE this album RIGHT NOW. Tumblr is terrible about links so please follow the link “our music” on our blog for that sweet, sweet pre-save link! 

We are not affiliated with @hollyblack we are just huge fans and wanted to celebrate our love for her amazing books.

More photomodes i took of ellie

(I hate not having motivation to post on tiktok)

Hope is the most powerful weapon.

People ask me why I am nice or why I ain’t real or you’re Taylor and stuff. After nearly two years of searching, I reflected in the mistakes I have made which nearly cost everything in my life, being able to live with a mental illness that nearly claimed my life, I started to realise that I’m still here and still have hope I’ll get better on the other side, this mental illness should not stop me from doing my best in my life, after the loss of two friends due to suicide, I gave time away from everything, and how affected me personally. I made it my personal mission to make everyone feel that they are worth something, feel good about themselves. My achievement is to save lives who are facing the same battle as me, I won’t ever give in to this disease and it will never kill me, I hope I live long to meet Tay (lol no) but in all seriousness this is a very, deep and personal mission I have to start giving back to those who have saved my life, now this is my turn to save yours, thank you for made me realise that I have so much to live for and giving me the strength and courage to fight what’s in front of me and I couldn’t have done it without all of your support, I am blessed to have you as my second adopted family.

Even though @taylorswift is not on tumblr right now, I feel like she is proud of me for making everyone’s lives more meaningful, that I could be a beacon of hope to those who are struggling to love themselves, those who are lonely, and with mental illness. Nothing makes me prouder than seeing all of you grown up and making each other lives so much brighter and happier, it gives me warm fuzzy feelings inside. Taylor does not owe me likes, replies or reblogs or ANYTHING. I try help as best as I can to help and support all of you who are facing the toughest period of their life right now, and always remember that I love you for the rest of my life and know that you are a huge part of my life and cannot thank you enough for all of your support. It means absolutely a lot to me knowing all of you are looking out for each other. God bless.

My wish for Christmas: All of you have beautiful smiles on your faces, full of happiness and love and joy.

When Harry becomes the DADA professor, kids constantly ask him for an autograph, but he refuses, saying the only thing he’ll autograph is a detention slip. Eventually, though, he starts carrying around a stack of autographed pictures of Ginny, which he gives out when people ask for an autograph. It gets really popular, so he starts mixing it up with autographs from other people, mostly Ron and Hermione. But the students love it, so he adds more. Soon he’s giving out autographs from like fifty different people, including all the teachers at Hogwarts, and a bunch of other random people like Luna, Lee Jordan, Oliver Wood, etc. He even has some fairly rare ones from Krum and Fleur. It becomes a game in Hogwarts to collect all the autographs, like chocolate frog cards. Some of them are more limited edition than others, like signatures from all the ghosts (though Harry won’t reveal how he managed to get those). George starts to offer a discount at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes (and a prize autograph from Peeves, who will only sign Bertie Bott’s scratch-and-sniff cards) to anyone who can prove they’ve collected the whole set. Harry provides him with up-to-date lists of autographs to check against. Every Hogsmeade weekend there’s a line of Hogwarts students in WWW’s Hogsmeade branch trying to get the discount.

At some point a seventh year comes up to Harry and asks for his autograph, but not as the Savior of the Wizarding World, but because they now have the autograph of every other Hogwarts teacher and want Professor Potter’s to go with them. Harry–trying not to tear up–agrees, but only in exchange for the student’s signature. He begins offering this deal to all departing seventh years, his autograph in exchange for theirs. He tells them it’s in case they ever get famous, so he can add it as a limited edition autograph, but really he keeps them all in a big binder just for himself, to remember all his students. (A couple times, though, when a students does become famous, he will contact them and ask if they’d like to be added to the game. So far no one has said no.)

When Teddy starts at Hogwarts he begins a black market autograph trade because he has access to a lot of the people Harry gets autographs from. Harry’s other three children proudly continue the trade when they get to Hogwarts. They’re all secretly aided by Ginny.

   “I think you have to make a choice — at a certain point — of the man you want to be.    And I tell you that at that time you need a parent or a friend. And if you’ve learnt to hate your parent by then and you have no friends… then you’re all alone.    And being alone — that’s so hard.”

-Draco Malfoy

THE LAST OF US: part ii mod by Angel-gbc