#tillending

[carnival0fdreams]

@tillending ;; Greeter

"I swear I have come by here already..." Quinn mumbled to himself as he looked at a shop and rubbed his brow. "Am I getting turned around?" His head was in the clouds, day dreaming, it was a lot worse today than usual.

Turning around with a sigh, he freezes up when he caught someone looking at him. He propped himself up in standing straight and cleared his throat. "I swear I'm not going crazy.. I'm just a little lost and talk to myself sometimes..."

[infernamutt]

@tillending asked: [ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time | 🐾 ┈ ⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!)

breath  catches  in  his  throat  as  his  back  hits  the  bed,  an  excited  laugh  leaving  him  as  till  climbs  over  him.  august  loved  when  till  couldn't  stand  the  teasing  anymore  and  took  matters  into  his  own  hands.

it  was  also  incredibly  attractive  when  till  pushed  him  around  a  little.

hips  roll  up,  grinding  against  his  ass  before  till  can  even  really  settle  against  him,  but  the  small  breath  that  leaves  till  tells  august  all  he  needs  to  know:  till  is  barely  holding  himself  back.  cock  twitches  in  anticipation  as  till  reaches  behind  himself  to  grab  august's  erection,  lining  himself  up  before  lowering  himself  down.  head  falls  back  against  the  pillow  as  he  moans  at  the  feel  of  till's  warm,  wet  walls  sinking  down  around  him.

"fuck,  till,"  comes  a  breathy  groan,  fighting  to  keep  his  eyes  open  and  locked  on  till's,  who  hasn't  broken  eye  contact,  though  lashes  flutter  as  august  fills  him.  hands  brace  themselves  on  august's  chest  as  till  sinks  down  to  the  hilt  and  they  both  take  a  moment  to  adjust  before  august  is  reaching  up  to  guide  till  down  for  a  passionate  kiss,  nipping  at  till's  bottom  lip.  "please  .  .  .  pleasepleaseplease,  i  need  more,"  he  begs  into  the  kiss,  gasping  when  he  feels  till  clench  around  him.

what  a  tease.

breaking  the  kiss,  till  leans  back,  nails  digging  into  august's  chest  as  he  begins  to  lift  his  hips,  slowly  sinking  back  down.  each  rise  and  fall  is  drawn  out,  eliciting  whines  from  august  as  august  moves  his  hands  to  till's  thighs,  gripping  tightly.  gradually,  the  pace  is  increased  and  till  is  rewarded  with  low,  desperate  moans  from  august,  whose  hands  are  touching  every  inch  of  till  they  can  reach before  one  hand  returns  back  to  his  hip,  the  other  moving  to  rub  circles  around  his  clit. 

“c'mon,  baby  .  .  .  cum  for  me.”

[curedscars]

@tillending ။၊| continued from here

hyunwoo  silently  stared  at  till.  a  small  frown  etched  onto  his  face.  he  could  easily  read  each  subtle  shift  in  his  face.  the  things  he  wish  he  could  say.  he  wouldnt  truly  know  the  depth  of  his  devastation.  hyunwoo  opted  to  take  a  seat.  with  some  space  in  between.  a  hand  rubbing  the  back  of  his  neck  as  he  tried  to  conjure  something  to  offer  in  assurance.  "  im...sorry  to  hear  that."  he  slowly  stops  the  small  motion  to  keep  his  palms  at  his  lap  as  he  focused  his  gaze  to  till.  ''  There  aren't  words  that  can  make  this  hurt  less,  but  I  hope  you  never  have  to  wonder  if  someone  is  standing  beside  you.  I  am,  and  I'm  not  going  anywhere.''  

[gloomyrains]

「 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 」 — to send the receiver a nude with lingerie on (i blame you for this)

dirty texting with joe .ᐟ ˎˊ˗ His night at the restaurant was coming to an end. It hadn't been a particularly busy day, just enough to keep him away from his phone which was fine. After locking up, he pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through the many notifications.

He skipped past the ones from the kids. It could wait until later, most likely until the next day considering the text he opened.

It was a photo of Till, delectable as always. He was hardly wearing anything, Joe's favorite. His stomach was showing, teasingly so as it was one of Joe's favorite places to kiss the other. His shirt didn't cover it, rather exposed the beautiful black lace.

He grinned like a cat that caught the canary, or whatever. 'darling don't you know what teasing gets you.' He texted back, starting his walk to his home from the restaurant so he could properly take care of him.

@tillending ˚∘⊰⋆☆

[gloomyrains]

@tillending | Tɪʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ Lᴀɴɢᴀ .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

It had been a frustrating morning, to say the least. First, Langa had slept through his alarm. Then his phone had died on the walk through campus. He had left his favorite pen in his room. The hoodie he grabbed wasn't the right one. It was like some entity wanted him to suffer in tiny ways.

After leaving his film studies class, he found himself rushing to one of the art studios. He usually met his best friend there and watched him create things. Except, today was different and frustrating. His friend was no where to be found.

Someone else was though.

He put his bag down on an empty seat and stared at the other student. "Hi?" he said, shyly, glancing around just in case Reki was hiding. It looked like he was alone with this stranger. "Have you seen a redhead around here?"

[infernamutt]

@tillending !

the  moon  is  high  in  the  sky  as  he  leaves  the  house,  making  sure  to  lock  it  behind  him.  within,  cillian  sleeps,  peacefully  unaware  that  his  brother  is  following  a  trail  to,  what  he  hopes  is,  a  witch  who  can  help  him.  august  cares  very  little  for  his  own  ailments  —  knows  that,  no  matter  what,  his  story  is  to  end  in  tragedy.

but  the  same  does  not  have  to  happen  for  his  brother.

and  so  august  seeks  out  a  witch  who  can  break  the  hold  khaelvorn  has  over  cillian.  even  if  it  results  in  august  dying,  he  doesn't  care.  he'd  do  anything  to  make  sure  cillian  could  live  his  life  as  intended.  this  witch,  however,  has  a  bit  of  an  odd  reputation,  but  is  a  witch  nonetheless.

nose  crinkles  when  he  gets  to  his  destination,  trying  to  put  aside  the  scent  that  attacks  his  nose.

"hello?"  he  calls  out,  tugging  on  the  string  of  his  sweater.  "uh,  i  was  .  .  .  told  i  could  find  a  witch  here?"