Heart Eyes - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
Good sweetie. Edge until you lose count. šš
I can fix a lot of things, but I might just break your heart too. šš
I can't stop staring.
It's hard to think straight. It's hard to keep my eeyes open.
But I can't stop staring..

That's right. You can't. š„°
*laughs giddily* kiss! kiss! kiss! :]

do you ever stop talking?



the thrilling sequel
feat fantrolls by @mochinette (deadass this fantroll is so sexy), @yellownovello, andĀ @bewaremyducky
i love you /p
i have an unhealthy attachment to roger from lotf, pls draw the little guy when you have the chance

yes hello here he is, ready to throw rocks at annoying six-year-olds
ur so real for that like we should def makeout ā”
no fucking way are you real? Cuz I canāt comprehend how tf you write shit like smut out of REAL PEOPLE? and then have the fucking nerve to say oh I love these people. Shaking my fucking head.

āget on the bed,ā anon growls when they come into the room. eyes low, quickly ridding themself of their clothes while you hurriedly move yourself from your desk to the bed. you follow their actions and take off your clothes, and anon gets on top of you.
they must have had a rough day at work, being a bit more aggressive with you than usual. they smash their lips onto yours, and you gasp at the action. anon shoves their tongue into your mouth without warning, and you open up your mouth more so they can explore the warm cavern with their tongue.
you moan when anon brings their hand to your chest, taking your breast in their hand to pinch your nipples.
āa-anon⦠please donāt tease meā
ābe patient, slutā they hiss, pulling away from your mouth to suck hickeys into your neck. their fingers slide down your body⦠dipping into your folds.
the way anon rolled your clit in their fingers had you whimpering, before you almost screamed when you felt their fingers slip into your hole.
āso wet y/n⦠so needy just from me kissing youā they laugh, and you feel yourself getting close from the combination of anons fingers inside you and on your clit.
ānonie ām gonna c-cum!ā you grip the bedsheets below you, and anon lets out a small hum of approval for you to cum. with a few more strokes you were seeing white. clenching around their fingers uncontrollably while you ride out your orgasm.
after catching your breath, anon pulls their fingers out of you and flips you on your back. āwe arenāt done here, baby.ā

okay on a real note, if you donāt like it⦠donāt read it! youāre on tumblr! youāre going to find smut in literally any fandom you look at on this app (like fork in a kitchenā¦) š
hereās a quick tutorial on how to make sure you donāt see anything like this again:



ill let you know right now that i reallyyyyy donāt gaf⦠and iām keeping this as nice as i possibly can. like seriously just block and scroll š¤·š½
any other responses i get like this iām just gonna ignore btw⦠because its so easy to not see smut of you donāt want to see it
not beyond repair (4/?)
AO3
September 23rd, 1989.
Dear Diary,
I am the worst person on this planet.
Left alone in the middle of the cafeteria, Veronica looks up at the Heathers, strolling off with their chins in the air like royalty. Thatās what they are, of course. People even move aside for them in the halls. The kind of royalty that beheads anyone who disagrees with them. She looks over her shoulder at Martha, who is sitting at her table, the forged note in her hand. In all the time Veronicaās known her, sheās not sure sheās ever seen Martha smile like that. Sort of breathless excitement, like sheās just stepped into fairyland. Sheās practically glowing for Godās sake. Like sheās floating on air.
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