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aura. she/her. twenties. teen wolf enthusiast <3 “why did you do that?” “because i love you.”

[polarxsfrost]

ꗃ  ݁ .えていく ִ ۫  ּ Ɲᦾฬ ꛤᝪ꠹ᡫ#*!!៹ ࣪˖⁩ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝑶𝑹 ℝ𝔼𝔹𝕃𝕆𝔾◞⧗𓂅 ˖ ࣪ ꒷ 𝐴𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝐴𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁 ᱬ ›𓂅 . ݁ ℂɾⅇᑯᎥᝨ᥉🌹🖇️٬٬ ࣪˓ ˖╲˚ׂᨘ

[doyouhearthatsyd]

Posting my version 1 of Eddie cosplay on here because Instagrams algorithm is booty and I want to share with more people who get the intense hyperfixation I have with this man. I loved cosplaying him so much and can't wait to do it again soon

[eddiemunsonstrojans]

Eddie Munson's Rings

I haven't seen any posts identifying the rings on Eddie's left hand. (That's not to say they're not out there. I just haven't spotted one.) They were accurately identified by u/LittleCooties on Reddit in this post. All of the following information was found there unless otherwise stated.

All three rings are from a company called G & S Jewelry. Among other things, they make rings that were (still are) popular with metalheads and bikers. Their catalogue is available online. The images on their website are low resolution, the higher resolution ones were taken from eBay listings, by searching the item code. (I tried searching for the rings myself but two seemed to be sold out.)

The G & S Shop doesn't sell their whole catalogue at once. The items that are listed in the shop are listed under names, not just the catalogue codes

Index Finger

A cross surrounded on all sides by four small skulls

Crosshairs Cross (BR113) - [Shop Link]

The easiest to find cheap replicas of, since it's also been featured in Sons of Anarchy.

Middle Finger

A hog's head with angel wings forming the band

(BR94)

A reference to Harley Davidson; their bikes are known as hogs and their logo is often represented with wings.

Ring Finger

A skull with fangs

(BR132)

He seems to be wearing two of these (or similar designs) in the detail shot of his belt buckle featured in this GQ video.

...

Right Hand

We still haven't identified the ring on his right hand, but the gemstone in it has been! It's snowflake obsidian.

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All of Eddie's rings are now available to 3D Print, thanks to Dezignsin3Dimensions on Thingiverse!

(Note: The artist used the CVS lookalike mood ring, not the original snowflake obsidian ring, to represent the ring on the right hand.)

[thetrinityquotes]

“Never get too attached to someone, because attachments lead to expectations and expectations lead to disappointments.”

— Aurora de Martel

[gigileclerc]

⠀⠀⠀٬ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⠀𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ‹ ❤︎ › 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗺𝗲!﹕✿ ٫

[swiftiestiles]

SiriusXM: Best/Worst costume you’ve had to wear? Dylan O’Brien: Worst? There’s an episode of Teen Wolf that comes to mind in the first season because it always cracked me up that I like allowed someone to put this jacket on me. It’s like this green jacket that I’m in in one episode, and it’s like so not what my character would wear too. I was just like a kid it was like my first job, and I think I probably was just like yes to everything without even like thinking about it.

[greengoblinswifey]

credits to whoever posted this first. so I was staring at it again, for way too fucking long and I imagined something. just imagine Eddie's fingers in your mouth, one gripping your jaw to keep it open and the others laying on your tongue then going down your throat and making you gag. and you're also sucking on his rings. and he's whispering praises like "good girl, taking my fingers so well," and "just like that." FUCK MEWSBSBBSBS I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD

[thetrinityquotes]

“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”

— Aurora de Martel

[youxklausmikaelson]

Elijah: What is vandalism and sabotage to you?

Kol: ... a hobby.

Elijah:

Kol:

Elijah:

Y/n: ...that we do not engage in.

[thetrinityquotes]

“Klaus is like a drug; each time I take the tiniest bit of him, I crave more and more. He consumes my thoughts and invades my dreams.”

— Aurora about Klaus

[thetrinityquotes]

“I am trying to find myself. Sometimes that’s not easy.”

— Aurora de Martel

[thetrinityquotes]

“You should be very afraid of the woman who has absolutely nothing left to lose.”

— Aurora to Hope

[hopeurokays]

Cat Valentine and Jade West

like/reblog if using

[arandomblogforeternity]

Tvdu + Blue

[thetrinityquotes]

“I am a moth to his flame, and he never hesitates to burn me.”

— Aurora de Martel

[itsoutrageouss]

Elliot and reader playing truth or dare and it turns SMUTTYYYYY??Just getting high and nasty together <3

— truth or dare

pairing: elliot x reader

warnings: unprotected sex, weed, elli himself lol

words: 1,8k

a/n: gahh idk if this is worth looking at but I loved this request sm

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It was 4 o’clock on a thursday, and you were hanging out at Elliot’s. It was just the two of you.

The stereo was playing in the background, The kiss of Venus by Paul McCartney setting a groovy vibe, complimented with the dim yellow lights. You sucked the end of the joint, the air thick and cloudy with the sick-sweet scent of weed. Your legs were stretched out on the floor as you leaned against his bed, bopping your head to the rythm of the song. Cool air hit the back of your head as Elliot opened the window, inviting the crisp twilight night into the room. The bed dipped as he lay back down, his head right next to yours, so close you felt the tickle of his shaggy, bleached logs. You passed him the joint, closing your eyes for a brief moment. His voice broke your train of thought, making warmth sizzle in your chest.

“Truth or dare?” He asked softly, turning his head to you, puppy eyes looking up at you with a slurred curiosity. You furrowed your brows with a small smile.

“Truth,”you replied, lifting your eyebrows at him in anticipation. He scrunched his face in thought, pursing his lips. You couldn’t help the way your smile widened and your eyes studies his features closely, one of your hands coming up to card through his curls quickly.

“What’s your biggest insecurity?” He then asked, eyes glazing over your expression. Not the type of question you had expected, and you raked your brain for a place to begin. “Like the whole thing,” you snicker, gesturing to your spread out body. “-or how fucking much I talk” you chuckle bitterly “sometimes I feel like I just need to shut the fuck up,” he huffs while watching you cringe at how pathetic your own words sounded as they came out.

He flipped over to his stomach on the bed, leaning up on his elbows and tilting his head down to look at you in soft disbelief.

“You-“ he began, closing his eyes in confusion. You huffed in amusement at his dramatic reaction even though you don’t know what he’s thinking. “No.” He then said, eyes still closed and his head shaking in denial.

“No?” You asked confused, a smile still playing on your lips. How did he manage to look so adorable and dangerous at the same time?

“No you don’t need to shut the fuck up. Ever, please. And you’re fuckin’ pretty you know that. Like- like all of you,” he takes a long drag of the joint, holding it loosely between his thumb and index finger, having no idea the effect his words were having on you.

The warmth his voices caused you managed to spread to the top of your head, a rouge blush seeping into your skin. “Stop.” You hate how shaky and unsure your voice sounds. His compliments always sounds like it’s nothing but you store them away for later, always.

“Nah I’m fucking serious. You’re, you know… you.” He shrugs, a faint smile on his lips as if that explained it all. His eyes were glistening, big and soft sloped.

‘Truth or dare?’ You countered, not sure how to even respond to his words. You could smell him, and see every little detail of his face. It made something stir in you, wild and feverish and desperate.

“Dare.” he looked down at you from the bed, handing you the joint without breaking eye contact.

“I dare you to fuck me.”

The words were out your mouth before you got to properly think it through, and your entire body tensed in fear. Why the fuck in the hell did you have to say that. He’s gonna hate you, it’s gonna be so awkward. All the thoughts were running through your head at inferior speed, your heart thrumming so loudly you were sure he could hear it.

He took the joint from you again, twisting back to put it on the nightstand, before turning back to you torturously slow. His head tilted subtly to the right as his eyes scanned you to check if you were being serious. Your insides were twisting, your mind screaming to run but you managed not to waver on the outside, you think.

“That what you want?” He asked, voice low and smooth, looking at you from beneath his brows. You didn’t know if it was a trick question. If you were supposed to say ‘of course not, I was kidding’ or if he was being genuine.

You hummed in response, nodding maybe a tad to eagerly at him with big eyes. He snickered at your response, an unfamiliar excitement suddenly rushing through his body. He shrugged it off as nothing.

“Come up here” he patted the bed, and you almost gasped. You were doing this.

You sat up, suddenly noticing your shaky hands and weak knees. “Don’t be nervous. You dared me right? Dared me to fuck you.” His eyebrows raised as he stated the obvious, licking his plumb lips.

“Yeah. Yeah I dared you. It’s you who ‘shouldn’t be nervous.’” You say playfully, eyes flickering to his lips, the lines of his neck, his round nose and big eyes.

‘Oh I’m not’ he muttered all the while leaning forward. His lips pressed to yours, tasting of weed and that stupid mint gum. It was warm, and he inhaled in want, hand grasping at your waist.

You had kissed people before of course, but it had never felt like this. It had been your girlfriends for fun or boys at parties. It had never been someone who you -you just realised- actually, genuinely fucking liked. You never understood why people enjoyed it before now. Now you wanted it. You wanted his lips and his tongue and his taste all the same, all the time. It was such a new sensation that you froze for a moment. He pulled back to look at you but you felt withdrawals from his absence and quickly pulled him back, lifting your leg to straddle him, hands pulling him as close as possible. You whined into it, his tongue slipping in to your mouth. He invaded all your senses and you felt more high from him than the weed. His hands found your waist again, dragging you to him. He managed to also drag your clothed cunt over him, making a rush of adrenaline spike through your body.

You moved in tact with him, bodies grinding against each other in a feverish manner. His lips sucked the skin of your collarbone and jaw before pulling up your t shirt. Discarding it to the floor, he kissed down your cleavage, burying his face in your skin, licking every part he can. You tug on his short curls, pushing your chest into him and dragging yourself over his hard cock, confined in his cargo pants. Everything was so heated and desperate, and he smiled at the little whimpers the friction was emitting from you. His arms came around your middle and flipped you back on the mattress before enclosing your body in his completely. He leaned away unwillingly as you both discarded your clothes as fast as possible. You were left in your underwear though, too insecure to bare yourself completely for him.

He leaned down, kissing down to your navel, switching to licking down to your panties. Shivers erupted over your skin at the feeling of his hot tongue on your skin, and your thighs clenched around his figure as he moved to rest between them. He planted a soft kiss to your clit outside of your panties, making you gasp softly.

“So pretty,” he murmurs, thumbing over your pussy. You hum at his compliment, feeling warmth spread in your chest again. “Fuck me, please” you beg, eyes big and watery. He cursed at the way you look at him, a need surging through him. He hovers above you again, leaning in to kiss you slowly, sensually. He leans to the side, letting his soft and plush lips move against yours. “Off,” he mutters, and you strip yourself of the rest of your clothes without thought. Your blood was running hot, your legs hugging his trim waist to pull him in.

You feel the head of his cock run through your folds. He was so hard and so needy, breathing out heavily at the feeling of you welcoming him. He slowly slipped in, his mouth hovering over yours and those big brown eyes studying your reaction closely.

“Oh,” you moan out with a shaky voice, hands wrapping around his back, grasping at his muscles in pleasure. There was a slight sting, but his thumb found your clit, and Elliot let out a high pitched moan when you clenched around him. Quickly it was all pleasure, and the thought of it being Elliot that was inside you made your muscles tighten up, your head thrown back and back arched, pressing yourself into this toned chest. “F-fuuuuckk” he moaned lowly, his face in the crook of your neck, his body moving in tact with yours.

It was so wet and warm and tight. One of his hands came to grasp at your tits, his mouth sucking on one of your nipples harshly. The sharp sensation made you whine and push yourself into his mouth, hand raking through his hair to keep him there. He let out a satisfied hmmph at your action and continued to lathe his tongue over your sensitive peak. “You’re so fucking good Elli”

“Yeah?” He gasped out, hips smacking against yours, mouth open. “Yeah.” You kiss him eagerly, before putting your hands on his shoulders and pushing him to his back. He grunts out in surprise without removing his lips from yours.

“Wanna ride you,” you whisper, placing your hands on his toned chest to bounce on him. The feeling of him inside you sent electric shocks through your entire nerve system and a ragged sound tore from you.

“Jesus Christ you’re fucking perfect,” he stated, brows furrowed and a blissed out look on his face. His hands dragged from your waist to your thighs, mesmerised by watching you take control. “So good at that” he says with a tight voice, taught like a bowstring about to snap.

“I’m-“ you gasp out, looking him in the eye with a desperate look. One of his hands leave your thigh to rub your clit harshly. “Mmngh fuck” you moan, eyes rolling back in your head, mouth wide open in a silent scream as you cum, tightening repeatedly around him while rubbing yourself across his skin.

“shit” he grips your waist tightly, bucking up into you as you grow tighter and tighter. “Fuck m’gonna cum” his hips press deeply into yours, making you cramp around him again. “Cum on me” you whisper above his lips, and he flips you again, pulling out and finishing on your stomach with a moan, brows stitched together and eyes big with lust. One of his hands is pressing into your waist in pleasure.

He collapses next to you, a hand over his stomach before looking over you with a teasing smile.

“I think I really like this game.”

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hope ya enjoyed ;)

[ricvettel]

─ in the night.

premise: while high, you and elliot had an amazing idea.

pairing: elliot x f!reader.

warnings: being recorded. unprotected sex. creampie. dom!elliot sub!reader. degradation. oral sex (m!receiving). squirting. facial. and more idk, just smut.

word count: 1,285.

A/N: this was wild oh my god, not proofread.

you giggled to yourself while you walked around elliot’s room, trying to find his old camcorder. you both were laying on his bed when you suggested the idea, your boyfriend slowly turned his head to you and smiled at your idea.

“i found it” you said while closing his desk’s drawer, walking on his direction and handing it to him with a small smirk on your face, already feeling excited about what was going to happen.

you took off your tank top and pants while waiting for your boyfriend to give you an instruction, leaving you only with a pink lace bra and thong, you could barely hear the small whimper that left elliot’s lips, and before you knew it the viewfinder was portraying your silhouette.

he grabbed a bundle of your hair and yanked you to your knees. he yanked your head back so you could look up to him. he didn’t indicate you to do anything, but the sound of him urgently undoing his pants told you enough.

“open wide, doll.” he demanded.

you opened your mouth and sticked your tongue out, he lowered your head and shoved his dick into your mouth, making you gag as you adjusted to his already urgent thrusts in your mouth.

he didn’t give you a second to catch your breath between thrusts, you made little sounds, whimpers and barely audible moans left your mouth as he fucked his dick on your throat, you looked up at him and saw the disapproval on his face as he watched you take his dick.

“don’t be shy.” he said stroking your cheek. “let the camera hear you.” he continued while he kept thrusting in your mouth.

you played up your moans so he could hear just how much you enjoyed having his dick in your mouth, gagging every time his tip reached your throat.

you watched him change the camera angle, your throat getting on the frame, portraying the outline of his thick dick moving in and out, tears threatening to leave your eyes as you moaned loudly around him.

he returned the camera to your face, letting you see how you looked, how much you were actually drooling and how watery your eyes looked.

“do you like chocking on my dick, doll?” he asked.

you moaned a “yes”, he yanked your hair to get your mouth off his dick, making you moan as you looked up to the camera.

he angled the camera down to focus on the saliva on your breasts, his free hand moving to your bra, playing with the straps of it, letting them fall off your shoulders.

“take it off” he said while his hand cupped one of your breast, squeezing it softly for the camera.

you didn’t hesitate, immediately unhooking your bra and throwing it to the side, elliot never taking the camera out of your breasts.

“spit on them baby, come on” he encouraged while he moved his hand to his dick, stroking it slowly, you cupped your breasts and spit in the crease between them, looking right into his eyes as you messaged your saliva all over them.

“can you tell the camera what i’m gonna do?” he asked mockingly, you smiled at him before you answered.

“fuck my tits” you answered, and he responded by sliding his dick in between your breasts, you bounced on your knees so you could help the stimulation.

he angled the camera in a way that now your face and tits were on the frame, definitely a sight for sore eyes, the camera captured the way your eyes never left his face, looking directly at him while he moaned your name.

his movements became erratic, you knew he was close so you started moving faster, suffocating his dick in between your breasts, and in a matter of seconds you felt how his warm cum painted your skin, some of it reaching your face.

two of your fingers collected his cum, and guided them to your lips, tasting him while you looked right into the camera.

he stepped out of his pants and underwear, helping you to your feet and handing you the camera, ordering you to lay your body on his soft mattress, the camera captured his movements.

he started to kiss down your body, his hands squeezing your tits while he licked the sticky white liquid out of your skin, making you moan loudly, he continued kissing down your stomach and thighs and finally reaching your sopping cunt.

“jesus babe, so wet you got your underwear all wet too” he rubs your clit through the thin material of your thong, he grabs the camera, getting a close up of your drenched core, he pulls down your underwear spreading your legs further so he can get a good view of you pussy.

he shows the camera your wet folds, his fingers move through your folds making you squirm. you take the phone from him as he does down on you licking your clit slowly and teasingly, his finges finding his wat through your walls, fingering you while he tasted you.

the camera picks up your sweet moans and whimpers. “oh baby, it feels so good” you moan. he kept stimulating you, one of his hands pushing down your belly, he wanted you to squirt on him. “fuck right there” grabbing his hair, pulling on it.

your legs throbbed while you came, soaking his sheets, his shirt and his face, a good part of your release going into his mouth, he took the camera out of your shaking hands and placed it on the nightstand, the camera was able to capture every single part of your bodies.

he took off his soaking shirt, your hands went to your breasts, playing with them as you waited for him. “so good, pretty boy” you compliment him. he smiled at you, kissing your lips before starting to tease your entrance with his dick. “i just want to be inside you” he said, he took the camera once again, showing the camera how he thrusted his dick inside of you, taking him completely.

the camera shows his perspective, slow and sensual, his dick sliding in and out of your walls, your manicured hands holding your bouncing tits, his free hand massaging your aching clit while you both moaned loudly.

“fuck” you whimpered. “so good” you cried while he moved faster, seeking his release and yours, he moved his fingers faster on your clit, making you moan louder, your hands living your tits, letting the bounce free for the camera.

“you feel so good, shit” he groaned, your walls squeezing him, the sound of the skin clapping filling the room along with your moans.

“i’m so close” you moaned, your voice shaky, his thrusts getting sloppier. “fucking me so good baby” you praised.

“yeah? it feels good?” he asked, his free hand going to your breasts, massaging one of them, making your nipples get harder on his palm.

“so good, so good” you repeated, you could taste your orgasm, your walls milking his cock, making him moan your name.

“cum with me, doll. wanna feel you” he moaned and you cried out, your thighs trembling around his hips while you came, moans and whimpers leaving your swollen lips, triggering elliot’s orgasm. “god, f-fuck.” he groaned and thrusted his hips all the way into you, spurting his cum deep on your cunt, shaky breaths left both of your lips while you traveled down your highs.

you blowed a kiss towards the camera and he stopped recording, carefully placing the camera on the bed, taking your body on his arms so he could cuddle you, his dick still resting inside your sticky walls.

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