Me every time I walk into Megaton
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Love Begins

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.

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Me every time I walk into Megaton
High res version on my Patreon (free)
debbie is better than me because if nolan was my husband i would have a long term case of chronic pregnancy
like i'm so serious LOOK AT HIM
i would fuck the grey out of his hair i swear to god
Managed to get my first photo bomb as jeff
I love it
we would be mass producing airbenders
oh god iâm back in the building
I fucking love this song....
Not my edit all credit goes to thornsandstemz on tiktok
@cyanide-rifle asked for some Conquest HC's and of course I'll gladly deliver! đ
no warnings | gn Reader (except for 1 sentence implying a uterus, sorry), skippable nsfw, Conquest being mentally ill
Goddamn it...these old men with their puppy dog eyes...
Everytime I play re9 and leon comes on screen I do too
Also here's some screenshots I took...
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~~About stranger things ep 8~~
I just finished watching the last episode of stranger things and when I tell you I cried seeing dustin snatch that diploma and flip off the principle something we couldn't see eddie do I'm sorry but that hurt but I'm also kinda happy in a way....
Also, here's an edit that landed on my fyp cause, why not, credit to the creator...
cw: religious porn.
lieutenant simon ghost riley searches for his salvation between your spread thighs, against the quivering, meek twitching skin, dewy and smooth as newborn, hanging wide at his muscular, hunched shoulders, as he lavishes greedily, curling tongue and roughly biting teeth, leaving sharp, bloody imprints on you.
makes you stutter around a feeble prayer, mumbled through wobbling, bitten wet lips, sliding through as a chocked whimper, as your fingers shake around the crucifix you grip, rough, almost violent, trying so hard to stay close to the thing that was your only purpose for until now, but you couldn't push an exhausted, lonely man away when he asked for a single forgiveness.
if lord wanted you to be there, not only this world, but serving him while in this church, then he also sent you this man â ugly in his endless greed and merciless rudeness, pretty in the soothing, calloused palms he smoothes up your legs and hips while bunching up the dress that get's in the way, in those nut brown eyes, framed by a flutter of blonde eyelashes that hide the swirling vulgarity of his dirty desires.
so you let yourself be malleable, let out a small, mewling moan as he growls in your loose, sloppy hole, slick dripping down and glistening against his chin, stubble coarse, rough over your sensitive body, and still your hips roll forward, meeting him halfway and earning a pleased hum, a harsh suck to your puffy clit, as your fingers lose their hold around the cross, letting it go.
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Publicity (Introduction)
Gorillaz 2D/Stuart Pot x Music!Artist!Reader
Warnings; language
A/N: Alright so Iâve gonna back to one of my old hyper fixations and was distraught by the lack of Gorillaz content(damn me for not the best writer and a damn child back 2009đĽ˛đ)
ANYWAY! I might crack out a few of these while Iâm still obsessed with it (I made a FAWKING oc and everything-) I also might make this a multi-part cause every fanfic I found was from 3-6 years ago and unfinished lol
PS> Bear with me sometimes i like writting the accents in and sometimes if drives me insane-
ENJOY!
Link to Publicity Pt.1
Being a singer, songwriter, and all-around musical artist was a lot harder to accomplish than people gave you credit for. Demands were all you'd grown used to from fans and your record label as you had gone on a 5-year hiatus.
Scrolling away on your phone you sigh, at an influx of fan emails, comments, likes, and shares on each platform your social celebrity presence graced.
However one in particular had caught your eye...well ear more accurately. Tik tok was one of your favorite pastimes, and on this specific post, \ there was someone mashing together two songs. One of your own, and one from a separate band You immediately fly to the comments, taking in the nice, familiar melody as your vocals come in paired with the lead singer.
-Holy shit this is actually really good -Wait this eatttsss -someone tag her in the comments i NEED them to -collab like yesterday- reply: yeah if she ever hops her ass outta retirement- WE MISS YOU QUEEN reply: honestly i dont see this hype this mashup kinda ass -Gorillaz x Y/n Collab whennn???
You chuckle, scrolling past comments as you note the artists. Huh, when was the last time you'd heard from Gorillaz? Last you heard they were on hiatus far longer than you had been and-
Wait....
Taking a breath you press the record icon, fluffing your hair and testing a 'glamour' filter before filming. And right as you posted, the glorious internet we WILD.
-Somewhere in Los Angeles-
"Check this out," Noodle smiles, turning her phone screen to the two gentlemen before her.
"Oh, that's that one girl uhhh, Y/n?" Russel confirms as Noodle nods, your stitch of the video playing amongst their conversation.
"If we get this all the way to the UK...I'll collaborate with Gorillaz to commemorate the end of our hiatus. That is if they are accepting of my invitation!" You challenge, with a smile.
"Ah, we don't need to do all tha'" Murdoc grumbles, plopping into the seat before kicking his boots up on the table. No decorum.
"What're you talking about? You know how cool that would be?" Noodle is already convinced, turning the phone back to the group.
Despite the bickering, 2D's eyes are glued to the screen. Pretty girl from the States. Her hair was wow...and that smile? The way she lowkey called them out for being gone but also herself...the confidence to request a collab?
"Noodle's got a point. We could add her to the new album before it drops." Russel includes, a smile already over his features
2 outta four convinced
"Y'know how expensive collabs are? You runnin' my pockets into the groun' " Murdoc grumbles again, glancing back down at the screen as the video loops.
He presses the stitch icon to watch the original before folding his arms over his chest in thought.
" Think we should 'ave a go at it? I mean, she invited us?" 2D finally pipes up, gaining his bandmates' attention.
Murdoc's been overrulled with a whopping 3 outta 4.
"Oh you would wan' to collab you dog-" Murdoc scoffs, despite being one to talk.
That man probably had more illegitimate children than there were stars on the flag- 2D opens his mouth to bicker and respond back but Noodle beats him to it.
"Well, we don't have a choice because I already contacted her team." Noodle interrupts, flashing the email.
"Since when the hell 'ave you had control over media and collabs?!" Murdoc shrieks
-Meanwhile-
You'd gone from vanished to trending in a matter of minutes. People in your comments were thriving off the fact that their favorite artist/artists would possibly be coming out of their hiatus over some silly mash-up! It didn't take long for word to spread from the States all the way to the UK because, within 2-3 hours, you received an email.
It was fairly simple and friendly acceptance to your collab invitation...something you knew was a possibility but, fuck it was happening now!?
Apparently, the Gorillaz guitarist, Noodle, said the whole band had seen your video and were wondering if you were serious about a collab. The combination of your talents would surely kickstart your careers once again and besides, what kind of celebrities would you be if you didn't give the people wanted?
Good fuckin music.
You pause for a moment, thinking this could easily be a scam, but upon further examination (and a brief chat with your media team who hadn't approved your video at all (yeah they were pissy about it)) you were sure you had the right people.
According to your coordinators, youâd been booked to fly out to LA within a day! Fuck things were happening fast and the sudden dread from 5 years prior managed to worm its way into your chest, sinking further into your stomach.
Shit.
Shit this was actually happening
SHIT!
You stand from your bed, now pacing as your breath quickens. When was the last time you wrote a song?! Hell, when was the last time you touched a fucking keyboard, or a microphone, or a fucking synthesizer?! When was the last time you'd opened your lyric book?
You scramble, thinking of the next best thing to distract yourself but the notion was cut short when your phone rang. With a deep breath, you answer, the fate time call immediately revealing a woman with dark, black hair and large round 3D-esque glasses. She has this huge smile on her face and faint bickering can be heard in her background.
You both speak,
"Hi!"
"Helloo!"
The two of you giggle and the woman who you soon learned to be THE Noodle who had contacted you prior, was wondering about your travel dates.
"You'll be headed this way in a day or two?" She confirms as you nod.
"So soon I know but, good to get started while the creative juices are still flowing. It's an honor to be able to work with such talented artists like yourselves." You compliment, hearing a gruff, more rugged voice call out,
"She's a nice one in' she? All in the day's work darling all in the day's work-" in the back before swiftly being cut off.
"We can't wait to have you! I'm sure we can all come up with something together, you've got quite the skillset." Noodle compliments back, the bond between girls only growing by the minute.
The two of you would get along just fine.
The conversation didn't last much longer though, because your team works damn near fast as the speed of light. Before you knew it you were being escorted onto a plane with a nice first class seat on its way back to your home state. With the occasional photo and autograph, the airport went a lot smoother than usual.
Once the plane had taken off, your 6 hour flight was filled with the very band you'd be collaborating with. From the discography to lore, history, and drama, you were determined to know as much about these guys as you could...
-6 grueling flight hours later-
It had been a while since you'd been home. The salty sea air of LA warms you to your core and the sun paints the sky a vibrant blue. Your luggage is carted away and just as you manage to shuffle past fans down an escalator. There, someone with a sign is already waiting for you.
Scribbled in chicken scratch damn near is your name on a large white sign. Holding said sign is a lanky-looking guy, hair bright blue and eyes black as night.
Part of you considers walking past him and pretending you dont know who it is, but your stupid 6 hour research journey told you everything you needed to know. Besides, your heart knew that would be quite rude to ignore the lead singer going out of his way to grab you from the busy airport.
Don't they have people for that though? To transport celebrities without making a fuss? This guy might as well be walking around with a target on him with his rather defining features. And what's up with that sign?! Isn't the whole point to avoid attention and a swarm of fans???
"Hi! I'm uhh, assuming you're-"
"Oh my god is that 2D!? AND Y/N?!?! She was serious, oh my god look!"
The speed at which your head moves to the direction of the sound ought to have given you whiplash. A swarm of people began to grow, and the flash of cameras and video surrounded the two of you as your heart raced. This is why you hire people for this shit.
A sea of fans demand autographs and pictures as they closed in, each of them asking different questions faster than you can process them
"Are you happy to be back in LA?"
"Over here Please can I get a picture!"
"Is there a reason you two are here alone?"
It's hot, the breath of now hundreds circling as your stomach turns, each poke and taunt making it harder to breathe as the airport terminal spins. Fuck you needed to get out. NOW.
"Why isn't the rest of Gorillaz here?"
"Are you nervous about your new song?"
"What happened at your last show?"
"Why did you run away y/n?"
Turning almost comically, your eyes narrow, sweat beaded and falling down the side of your face.
"What?"
You're soon being dragged, the one faceless figure in the crowd not bothering to follow the swarm as they rush after you and the blue-ette. Speaking of which, that was who was dragging you now, trying to run away from feral fans.
His fingers are long and cold against the skin of your wrist as he tries to navigate not only out the airport but also away from the swarm that is slowly dispersing.
So, this was the man behind those gorgeous vocals? You couldn't help but recall the entirety of their discography, that echo, something so unique about his sound. Like a distant, melancholic megaphone.
But when he opened his mouth-
"Murdoc 'ad me come pick you up! I-" You can't help the sound that comes out of your mouth. It's like a mix of complete shock and your face is about the same. You had no idea what you were expecting. The accent was a given, duh. But, there was no way that was his voice?! How could you have missed this in your research???
"Y'ok miss? Look like y' seen a ghost?" He asks again, his voice snapping you back to reality.
Oh that was 100% his voice, he was NOT fucking with you. And this was gonna be a long car ride.
Author's Note: OKAYYY so im gonna make some more parts this is definitely gonna have some smut and hopefully while I on winter break I can update my masterlist- Ayway see yall next chapter, yes I know this is cringe but I am free lmao
overheat
Pairing: Johnny Storm x Reader
Summary: Johnny knows bestâwell, until he meets you.
Warnings: 18+ mdni, intern!reader, himbo!johnny, lots of bickering, uncle!johnny, explosions and fire alarms, awkward flirting, some humor but mostly smut, sub!johnny, edging, a smidge of humiliation, dry humping, make that man beg! â wc: 5.1k
Author's Note: a small break and i'm back with more smut, of course. the interests are shifting and i fear this man is pulling me back in
When you took the offer as Reedâs intern at the Baxter Building you had expected challenges.Â
But, you hadnât imagined them in the form of Johnny Storm.
New loki skin got me acting up cause why did they make him PACKING
LIKE HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO FOCUS ON MY MATCHES NOW
simon who always guides your hand to palm at his cock when you guys kiss. tells you youâre makinâ âem feel sâgood. that thatâs what good girlfriends do.
loves feeling your quiet little gasps against his mouth as he throbs in your hand, as his thick, heavy cock fills your palm.
and the sweet little noise you make when he cums all over your fingers. only to wrap his fingers around your own to have you stroke him again :(
Do you know how fast I bought this skin
Best emote ever lmaoooo