#i quit.

[hon3ymo0n]

Imagine you’re a very single cashier and all you get is these gay asses flirting in front of you

I swear…

#protectthecashiers

[herrmit]

so i'm supposed to be okay with the fact that the last we ever see of samira mohan is her telling her asshole attending that he was right about her and apologizing for the egregious sin of having a panic attack and expressing worry for his safety and his mental health. no moment of reprieve, no catharsis, no opportunity to commiserate with her similarly maligned female coworkers. rip samira mohan interiority you will be missed and never forgotten

[starpvvr]

imagine i break communication with you because you caused me physical distress.

imagine i break communication with you because you’re being fucking WEIRD to me.

imagine you deciding that me not wanting to talk to you is an invalid decision.

imagine trying to talk to me across multiple platforms instead of acknowledging that i’ve already blocked you on each one.

imagine going out of your way to find a different way to follow me on said platforms so that you can absorb my every word and pick apart my interactions with others.

imagine using this false access to me as a way to involve yourself in my work.

imagine using this false access to STEAL my work.

imagine knowing that i’m practically living in the hospital, constantly hooked up to machines and having narcotics pumped into me so that i don’t give up on fighting for my life, and still thinking that i have a single second in my day to consider you.

two. i’ve had TWO people stalk me in this year and it’s not even the 5th fucking month. this is what i’m dealing with right now. every day i find out how much people don’t think of or see me as a living breathing human with feelings—every day i realize more and more that they NEVER saw me as a human with feelings. only as a tool.

only as a means.

and every day my heart breaks another fucking fraction.

i quit.

[electricfishes]

Theyre doing what now to my dog shitt webcomic

[fxllfaiiry]

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐮𝐬.

Fandom: the sandman

Pairing: morpheus x reader

Summary: hcs about what morpheus is like in bed.

Rating: NSFW!! // 16+ only

Word count: around 900 words?

Warnings: foul language, p in v, fingering, overstimulation? squirting, breeding kink, I think that’s all?

Authors note: please reblog and leave feedback!! also don’t mind any errors in this. Oh and this post got deleted over 4 times, I'm done with Tumblr y'all 😭 -

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✿ The king of dreams is a very passionate lover in bed (We all know that by now.)

✿ His built-up facade instantly drops the second he sees you.

✿ Favours giving over receiving.

✿ He’s a switch.

✿ Spends hours between your thighs making you come over and over again.

✿ Loves when you pull his hair. Like one day you did it by accident and instead of him being mad, he urged you to do it again.

✿ Think about him softly fingering you early morning.

“You’re taking my fingers so well, honey.” Dream softly muttered into your ear.

You barely grasped onto his foul words over the wet squelching sounds coming from your cunt. He moved his fingers faster earning a loud moan from you. He buried his face into your neck, while your hands went up to tangle in his hair. You could stay here in bed with him all day.

✿ Riding his thigh while he’s sitting on his throne.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” You moaned clutching onto Dream.

“Does it now honey? Knowing anyone could walk in and look at you getting off on my thigh like a slut? He smirked, roughly tweaking your nipple.

✿ Imagine how cocky he would get if he made you squirt.

“Shit, baby,” You screamed loudly. You were sore everywhere, you had come too many times by now, but you wanted more.

“That’s it, my love. You’re doing great for me.”

He knew you were close, the way your body was shaking and your pussy was clenching around his dick every second gave it away. He started rubbing your clit in fast circles while pounding into you harder than before. He thrusted hard one last time causing you to lose it. Your juices went flying everywhere making his dick fall out of your pussy. He could merely stare at you in awe thinking, “Shit, I made her do that.“

After you had come down from your high, he scooped some of your juices and rubbed them all over your pussy, making you shudder from the overstimulation.

“So I have such an effect on you, huh?”

✿ Another thing; sucking him while he sits on his throne -

“Angel, that’s it.” He moaned loudly. Everyone would be surprised to see the king of dreams crumbling apart so quickly. His moans caused you to take him deeper, bobbing your head up and down faster. You felt incredible around him, so warm and wet. He needed that desperately, his hands tugged on your hair, yanking your head backwards. Before he knew it, he was coming and you swallowed everything he gave you. After panting for a few minutes, he looked down at you, your checks were all flushed and red, eyes were glossy with unshed tears and fuck you looked beautiful.

✿ He has a breeding kink. (No comments)

“Are you going to let me put a baby in you, honey,” He asks, thrusting into you from behind.

“Anything as long as it’s from you.” You whined into the mattress.

Hearing those words, he pounds faster into you, one of his hands thumbing at your clit. Feeling your pussy spasm around him caused him to shoot his load into you without a waning. You moan at the warm feeling of his cum filling you up. He slowly pulls out of you watching his cum drip down onto the mattress, picking some up he shoves it back where it belongs; inside you.

✿ He overstimulates you until you’re begging him to stop.

“Please more!” You squirmed begging him, you needed to come, your pussy was red and abused from the number of times you had come. Your juices were leaking down onto the bed making a huge mess.

“Well, since you asked politely.” Dream said smirking. He kept assaulting your pussy while his other hand went and slapped your tit harshly, causing you to let out a shriek. You knew you were about to come soon; you could feel it. His fingers hit a spongy spot inside of you making you let go. You secured his hand with your legs muttering, “Fuck” over and over again. When you finally came down, you looked up at him with a shy smile.

Fuck, you were going to be the death of him.

✿ He worships the fuck out of you. Loving every inch of your body. All while saying stuff like:

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, my queen.”

“How did I get so lucky?”

“You mean the world to me, my beloved angel.”

✿ I can see him getting on his knees to eat you out.

“You taste so good, my queen,” Morpheus muttered slurping your pussy like it was his last meal. He was sitting down on his knees devouring you. His hands were digging into your ass. His face was flushed, lips red and raw. Holy shit, was this an incredible sight.

✿ If you ever decide to wear lingerie for him, consider it to be ripped within a second.

✿ Overall he’s an attentive lover in bed, looking over your needs. He would do anything for you.

[jiggery-and-or-pokery]

My official note of resignation.

Yeah this has been a fun hobby for a few months, but i was in a really bad place when i started, and I’ve recently not been enjoying using this tumblr account. I have thought it through and decided my efforts are better focused on myself, not like *checks notes* all 733 of you deserve a written suicide note. 727 of you can have an MS Word six-character line; “I quit”

This is for the six or so of you I actually enjoy the company of, and the rest of you can benefit from their charisma.

I’ve had a good run on this account, I think, and it’s time I wrapped this up. To those of you it will concern (some more deeply than others) I have reached out to you personally, which you have found and sorted long before reading this.

To those who would like to preserve my stories, i have linked in my pinned a masterlist of my work, hyperlinked to the original of each. Perverts.

I’d also like to thank about thirty of you for making my stay at the Horny Tumblr Motel as enjoyable as it was.

Now, picture me riding off into the sunset on a giant Indian Chief Bobber, dressed like a cowboy, as Dead Or Alive by Bon Jovi plays, the screen cutting to black and credits as the exhaust fades into nothing.

fíne

Yours, ~

fuck you you don’t get to know my name.

[cloud-somersault]

what the-- WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO CHAPTER 11 OF THE EPILOGUE??? IT'S BEEN FUCKED UP???