andrmda

19, mixed, cancer, infp

[andromedasgallery]

andromeda, 19, any pronouns, mixed

sifting through writers block, relaxing from classes and trying to post more...(18+) minors dni, I DO BLOCK AGELESS BLOGS EVEN IF YOU JUST LIKE ONE POST, IT IS THAT SERIOUS TO ME

requests are open..

currently obsessed with: avatar (2009), daredevil (2015), batman arkham trilogy (2009-2015), backrooms (2026), ever after high (2013-2018)

masterlist... rules..

[kingoftheraccoons6]

clark the type of guy to flick water at you after he washes his hands

[innerchildabortionclinic]

when I say "you should kill him" and people look at me weird

[claudiadpdl]

so you can shoot a black child in the back as he's running away and get away with it with zero consequences, but god forbid a black child defend himself, because that'll land him thirty-five fucking years in jail—which is basically a life sentence. half of his life will be over when his sentence is up. all the fake talk of progress in this country has just been a way to silence black people for speaking out against the countless horrific injustices we're forced to experience, from microagressions to outright murder. you literally cannot go a day without hearing about another black person falling victim to systemic racism and then having to listen to people justify why they deserved it. and we're supposed to hold no animosity whatsoever as we grin and bear it.

[scariffs]

entity!mary x gn reader            in reality, you and mary suffered a messy break up. in the backrooms, all that’s remembered is how in love you both were. it took her a long while to fix her face, although she’d say the cosmetic changes were worth it just to see your face again. entity!mary can’t tell the difference between fear and arousal, pain and pleasure. distinctions aren’t important, though, in the backrooms. what’s important is dragging you in here. what’s important is keeping you here once you’re in. what’s important? recreating that loving memory of you. adoring, darling you… with her playful and yet empty eyes, her slightly too wide smiles, and a desperation that borders on obsession, entity!mary’s bound to get what she wants. you’re lucky if you survive the worse horror of all: suddenly wanting to fuck your ex.

✦ a quick moodboard for entity!mary. i imagine her still life form has somehow gained some sense of conscious like captain clark and has been ruminating for who knows how long on one of mary’s exes (you). she loves biting you a little too hard, manhandling you, but she’s also “manic pixie dreamgirl” vibes to lure you in.

masterlist + tagging! none yet ✩ click here to be added!

[podcastwizard]

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.

[andromedasgallery]

oh yummy. I love your theme holy shit

teehee thank youuuu, i spent a lot of time on it and it will probably never change as a result

[andromedasgallery]

and record soft porn

warnings: OBVI 18+ MINORS DNI, NO SPOILERS FOR THE BACKROOMS MOVIE, fueled by a horny combination of recording during sex and shotgunning a blunt, afab reader receiving oral (cause i don’t believe in giving a man head (i’m joking, mostly)), fingering, uhhh no word count cause im too lazy to do those on tumblr sorryyyyy, ALSO GO SEE THE BACKROOMS MOVIE, GO SUPPORT YOUNG FILMMAKERS AND LOCAL THEATERS

“Are you sure about this?” Your hands grip the camcorder carefully, the clunky object heavy in your hands.

Bobby looks up at you from where he’s laid out on the bed, his long fingers hooking the waistband of your cotton shorts and slowly tugging them down. His blue eyes are hazy, blunt hanging from his lips as he nodded.

“Yeah, yeah. Just keep the camera still for me, m’kay?” He winks at you through the lense, enjoying the way your legs twitch.

You hum weakly, letting your head rest back on the pillows as the smell of weed and Bobby’s cologne filled your head. Your eyes stray to the fan overhead, the blades pass by slowly as you count the seconds while Bobby slowly kisses his way up your legs, easing them over his shoulders.

“You with me?” He pauses above your covered cunt, taking a slow drag from the blunt before parting his lips and letting the hot smoke breeze over the wet fabric of your panties, making you jolt.

“Mm- Y-yeah,” you stutter over the fuzziness in your brain that comes from the pleasant buzz of cannabis. Bobby’s hand grasps yours, lifting the camera with a practiced ease.

“Keep me in focus.” The words are murmured into the skin below your belly button, igniting that familiar fire in your navel and causing the hairs on your neck to stand up.

At your nod, Bobby takes another hit of the blunt before leaning down. His lips meet the puffy folds of your cunt and with a slow exhale, the smoke glazes over your panties again. It’s punctuated by a slow lick that spreads the wet patch on your panties.

His nose nudges your clit and he chuckles at the pleasured noise that drips from your lips. The soft buzz of the camera lets him know your zooming in, soaking in the heated, fuzzy look in his eyes and the way he’s sitting open-mouthed against your pussy.

The smell of your arousal is much stronger when he’s this close. And it mixes with the smell of weed in a way that Bobby salivates. His impatience starts bleeding through his high mind and finally, Bobby hooks a finger through the crotch of your panties, tugging them to the side to reveal your dripping folds.

It’s a pretty sight, the puff of your folds, the glistening slick of arousal, the choked sound you make as the cold air hits your exposed pussy. He almost wishes he had the camcorder with him so he could immortalize this forever.

Bobby takes one more slow drag from the blunt, eyes meeting yours over the camera. With a nip to the meat of your inner thigh, Bobby slips the blunt into your hand, right in the small gap between your index and middle finger. Ash falls off the edge of it, scattering over your skin.

Your wince turns into a choked moan when Bobby’s mouth finally greets your pussy. His tongue is heavy with saliva and heat as he greedily tastes you for all your worth. He swaps between suckling at your clit and slipping his tongue between your folds. It’s a vicious cycle that leaves you feeling floaty and loose.

You legs give weak twitches when Bobby’s tongue glazes over your clit, tightening around his head to bring him closer when he pulls away to breathe. The camcorder shakes in your hands and Bobby notices.

He pinches your thigh as he withdraws from you slightly. “C’mon baby, keep the camera still. Like I showed you.” He licks his lips, groaning at the sweet taste of you as he watches you readjust the camera. When he’s satisfied with the angle, he lays back down, kissing your clit sweetly like he was rewarding you.

“Fuck-” You moan as he slips his tongue back into your folds, his calloused thumb doing figure eights over your clit as his other hand massages your thigh.

The dual stimulation continues and he gets lost in it, eyes shutting as he continues to make out with your pussy. At a certain point your hips start grinding against his face and hand, desperately chasing that high that you’ve been needing since Bobby proposed this idea.

His thumb leaves your clit, his index and middle finger accompanying his tongue in your aching walls. Bobby effectively swapped places with his mouth and fingers, lapping at your clit as his fingers leisurely take you apart from the inside out. Every stroke and curl makes your breath hitch and whine as you do your best to keep the camcorder stable.

“Bobby- I’m gonna-” You keen, lips parting for a stilted moan as his fingers speed up. The strokes turn quicker, his saliva drips down your clit and spills into your hole.

He mumbles something against your overstimulated bundle of nerves, tongue flattening against it as he curls his fingers against that spongy spot in your velvety walls. He murmurs vague pieces of praise that leaves your feet curling and back arching as you cum with a loud whine.

Bobby withdraws his fingers, licking them clean before he leans back in to lick you clean. Sweat drips down your back and your thighs are sticky with cum and spit. You vaguely register Bobby’s warm hands taking the camcorder from you, his spit soaked fingers snatching the blunt from you.

He places the blunt in his lips, freeing his hand to massage your ass slowly. Bringing you down from your high.

Blinking quickly, your flushed cheeks are hot to the touch and your eyes are fogged from the weed and now that pretty post orgasmic glaze. You register Bobby more clearly now, his blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. He’s sat up, your thighs resting at his hips. He cradles the camera in his other hand but he watches you patiently.

When a bit more clarity hits your eyes, he smiles, taking the blunt out of his mouth and leaning forward to press a soft kiss to your lips. The taste of your cum sits on his tongue as he moans against you, smoke filling both of your mouths as he hips twitching as he grinds his dick against your pussy. The cloth drags on your overstimulated clit and you whine agaisnt Bobby’s lips as he pulls away.

His fingers tap against the still recording camcorder as he furrows his brows. He chews on his bottom lip as his eyes drag away from the camcorder screen to look at you. “There’s still space left on the tape.”

[greelin]

“why do you rb and add to your own posts” i’m talking to myself

[doodler-jpeg]

Threesome with Bobby and Kat but it's you and Kat are making out and Bobby's just kinda there for the ride.

[andromedasgallery]

delaying answering asks cause i’ve got a bad headache cause of work, new goal is to get asks answered by june 18th

[soggydotcat]

Be brave. Fuck them in the Backrooms.

[andromedasgallery]

working on some clark concepts cause i’ve gotten a few asks for those, i wanna get at least two of those written and then i’ve got a kat x bob x shy reader request that i’ll do…my goal is try and get at least the clark drabbles/fics out by tuesday and the bobkat x reader will likely come after that

[andromedasgallery]

very happy everyone’s been looking at chiwetel ejiofor because i’ve been wanting that man since doctor strange came out in like 2016

[doodler-jpeg]

! NSFW !

Hate-fucking Clark in the break room of your workplace. Maybe a little bit of sunshine x grumpy action too...

[fishpondfish]

it is impossible to watch a movie. every night i think i want to watch a movie. no movie gets watched. because it's not possible

[scariffs]

i know he's terrible but i love clark backrooms... he is only 48teen... i just wanna keep him in a jar and observe him.