My Mum Just Called "scrolling On Tumblr" "scrumbling"

dbf!ellie eating you out in the backseat of her car. her head deep between the cushion of your thighs while her tongue’s savouring every last drop. “be a good girl, stay still f’me baby,” her grip getting tightening around your hips, holding you down in place. you could barely squirm as she dipped her tongue deeper into you. “s’cute.. i almost feel bad for you,” her chuckle was subtle under her breath; hot against your clit as she listened to you struggle. “c’mon, stay still.”

the volume of your whimpers increased as she quickened the rhythm, even moving her head side-to-side. her tongue laid flat against you, curving where you needed her most. “e-ellie, i can’t— we have to go,” your words coming out quiet and interrupted by another moan, “f—fuck.”

quite frankly, ellie couldn’t care about getting back. hell, she didn’t care for anything else. she had you moaning her name, begging to come, there wasn’t anything more important. even if that meant bringing you back home with unbuttoned pants and love bites trailing down your neck.

her arms were tightly wrapped around your thighs now, pushing you closer to her face. “k-keep going..” her tongue worked wonders against your bundle of nerves, licking and swirling around your most sensitive spot. lips occasionally sucking on it too, her teeth barely grazing against your hot flesh.

“thought you wanted to stop, cupcake?” you swore you could feel her smirk against your folds, grinning as she watched your back arch off the surface. with her head raised, you could only feel her breath fan over your pussy, teasing you. “use your words and say please f’me,” she leaned further between your thighs, “say please, baby. i’ll make you feel so fuckin’ good.”

UC or ER?

girl why is it giving scooby doo and the mystery gang ??

How writers look when putting angst no happy ending, major character death, and hurt no comfort in their WIPs.

This has been a PSA.

This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

the more I find out about Rhonda's backstory the harder I cry. tears actually left my eyes this episode. what do you mean her best friend wrote a song for her to show that she regretted not being able to save her. why does this show make me so sad 😭

me bc i’m literally a teenage girl (im gender-fluid so it counts 😈🙏)

“carnally need him” i say as my eyebags are illuminated by my screen while birds are chirping louder than the music in my headphones