MINORS DNI
I write mostly about tlou or Arcane, my current obsessions ( ON HIATUS )
MASTERLIST !
hope you guys enjoy! -ginger 🐞
Misplaced Lens Cap
art blog(derogatory)
Acquired Stardust
DEAR READER
One Nice Bug Per Day
dirt enthusiast
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
i don't do bad sauce passes

izzy's playlists!
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Sade Olutola
Peter Solarz

tannertan36

oozey mess

PR's Tumblrdome
h

blake kathryn
noise dept.
seen from Brazil

seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Italy
seen from Brazil

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Colombia
seen from Estonia

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from Italy

seen from Germany
seen from Italy

seen from Japan

seen from Italy
seen from Germany
@gingerrgen
MINORS DNI
I write mostly about tlou or Arcane, my current obsessions ( ON HIATUS )
MASTERLIST !
hope you guys enjoy! -ginger 🐞

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
“yes maam” go ahead & strip your clothes rn bro
ao3 turns 16 today.
reblog if you’re older than archive of our own
happy kinktober to those who celebrate

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Happy birthday to our Kei tsukishima
Credits to: @/K1xu07
Look at our glorious 👑,I will post a tsukishima AU in another hour stay stunned!
Can someone please recommend me good Tsukishima x reader fics on AO3?? I'm such a noob searching for stories there 🥲🥲
I would appreciate it very much 💔it can be smut, fluff, angst, whatever 😪
BR quotes haikyuu edition hehe
Kith
Hi guys!! I know I've been inactive, I started college and y know I've been busy, but I just came here real quick to make myself some promo hehe
I have an art account on ig mainly: starlostgen . If yall wanna follow me over there lol
Nerdmin loml
But yeah that's allll!! Ly- ginger🐞

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
men & minors dni
・❥・ellie fingering your mouth
content: 18+, mouth fucking (r), sub! reader, top! ellie, praise
Ellie's thumb ran across your lips, stopping when it made contact with your bottom lip. She held it there for a moment, staring straight into your eyes, before she pulled away, leaving you breathless. It made everything all the more intense; the air thinning around you.
“So pretty for me, baby,” Ellie lulled, her eyes entranced by your lips, coated in a layer of shine from your lipgloss. This had her mind reeling with dirty indecent thoughts, thumb instinctually going back up to your lips.
Your breathing grew steadier, lips parting ever so slightly to question her. But, you weren’t able to get a word out because Ellie caught you to it.
With her thumb still hovering over your lips, she mumbled out her desire to you, what she so desperately wanted. “Wanna finger your mouth, how does that sound?”
You almost thought you didn’t hear her right, not expecting her to say something like that. You nodded your head immediately, words absent from you, only Ellie’s lingering. Somehow you couldn’t find it in yourself to form words, leaning into Ellie’s touch.
Ellie tested the waters by pushing her thumb past your glossy lips, into your mouth, the lipgloss smearing messily onto her fingers. You accepted her thumb graciously, taking time to suck on it and watching Ellie’s face for a reaction.
A smirk curled onto her face, pleased by your obvious liking to sucking her thumb. Ellie removed it with a pop, a pout forming at her removal. “Why did you remove it?” You whined.
Ellie’s eyes narrowed, she cupped your cheek. “So impatient… Just using different fingers. Now be a good girl for me and take it.”
The smirk didn’t leave her face, her eyes darkened with glass of lust the more she stared at you. You nodded again, following her orders like an obedient dog. You licked the remains of your lipgloss away as you spoke, “Always your good girl, Ellie.”
She hummed, “That you are, angel…” Her fingers fell from your cheek towards your lips, her pointer and middle fingers pushing into your mouth that patiently awaited to be filled and stuffed with her long digits.
She bit her lip, seeing you take her fingers made her pussy clench, aching herself. You sucked her fingers, your tongue swirling around them to further coat in your saliva. Ellie decided she had enough of this, and took control by using her other hand to grab your face. She lightly moved her fingers to signal to you what was to come next.
Ellie pulled back her fingers, then thrusted them forward. You gagged, tears brimming the corners of your eyes. You grasped at Ellie’s shirt, not wanting to give up and continue.
She nodded, a hum of approval rumbling from her throat. “What a good girl, my fucking good girl,” Ellie whispered and continued thrusting her fingers back and forth. The gagging and groans you’d let out made her all the more wetter.
You were a mess yourself, feeling like a whore getting your throat finger fucked and used. But you didn’t care, not if it was Ellie doing what she wanted; using you as she pleased.
“Little more, baby….” Ellie muttered, her other hand soothing your face and holding it. You were so good for her, she absolutely fed off it. She was addicted to the feeling you brought her. She couldn’t get over how you looked for her; face sticky with your own spit and choking on her fingers.
Soon your lips were freed of her fingers, throat aching slightly. Ellie stuffed the fingers that were just in your mouth, coated with your spit into her mouth. She moaned, enjoying the taste of you and savouring it on her tongue.
You felt the heat in your cheeks rise seeing her do this, and your wetness in your panties gushing more. You couldn’t believe Ellie licked her fingers clean… Somehow you found it in yourself to speak. “Ellie… Did you actually—“
She cut you off, “Yes. You always taste good to me, baby…” She continued to lean down and connect your lips in a passionate kiss to reassure you. Ellie pulled back, your lips meters apart, “You never have to doubt anything with me.”
She reconnected your lips in a searing kiss, helping pass any thought you had to think anything other than what she said.
You: is this seat taken?
Sevika: ...you're pointing at my lap
You: that doesn't answer my question.
a concept : abby's first time with a woman. maybe her first partnered orgasm too cause we all know owen ain't shit lol.
i'm so in love with this request. @powderpinkandsweeet did this concept too and it was delicious please go read hers here!!
warnings: owen.. fingering (a! receiving), oral sex (r! receiving), afab / fem reader, body worship because Abby deserves it.
a/n: I wrote Abby to be mostly bisexual in this fic, but you can interpret her feelings for men as possibly comphet or something similar. Either way, it's clear she discovers her preference for women.
Sex means a variety of things to people. In Abby's life, sex with men was mostly about love. She did feel attraction to men and she had relationships with them, last one being her ex-boyfriend Owen. It was never about the pleasure itself. Sure, there were moments when she felt physically nice during sex, but it didn't last. She was only halfway there by the time Owen was coming down from his orgasm. He didn't offer to finish her off, and aftercare was the sound of his breathless laughter accompanied by a "thanks, babe."
Abby didn't ever judge her friends who liked to have sex for less emotional reasons. At least, she didn't think there was much emotion behind it. Abby just knew more about sex within relationships. The fact that men were incapable of actually making her cum was overshadowed by feelings. Things changed when she caught a glimpse of Mel's contact in Owen's phone, though. Things changed for the better.
You were much different than Owen in ways that Abby could not grapple with. First of all, you weren't a man. Abby never really considered women as an option for her (though she had lingering thoughts about what it would be like to be with one), but seeing you at a small party, you being a friend of a friend, she wasn't exactly opposed to the idea of being involved with one.
have you ever tried this one? *i take pu$$y off and hand it to her*
artist:
𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑆ℎ𝑒/𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑃𝑇- 𝐵𝑅 21 🌊 #artista #digitalart 🏳️🌈

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.
CONTENT | ellie teaching u how to play pool. heavy sexual tension. heavy praise kink, usage of 'good girl' and other pet names. kinda voice kink? sub!reader, dom!ellie. fingering, oral (r!receiving all). strip teasing. not plot focused at all. fwb but with some feelings reader can't be assed to unpack. ellie is fucking dorky. eight-ball (reader's version).
AUTHOR'S NOTE | posted this little blurb on january first last year, so here we go! happy new years. loved that blurb so much i had to extend it, and make it smuttier. this is really just praise kink central. especially after seeing this random pic on pinterest. winners love winning! ellie pic by @/Quelbia94 on pinterest.
WC: 2.0K | ELLIE'S MASTERLIST | BOYCOTT TLOU
This is art
warning! this one-shot includes the following # : smut, afab reader, oral sex (f receiving), established relationship, its toji’s birthday! :D, kitchen counter sex, briefest mention of alcohol, fast pace cause i almost forgot today was his birthday (NOT PROOF READ!)
happy birthday to the finest jjk character aot! (pls don’t doxx me for saying the truth) and happy new years eve everybody! sorry for being inactive.. i like to sleep. 🥲
────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ
the room was a mess of cinnamon-scented candles and streamers that were probably a little too much.
you’d spent all day trying to make everything perfect—arranging balloons, hanging up a banner that kept falling, and practically wrestling with the cake (which, admittedly, you might have overcooked just a little).
you knew toji wasn’t the type for big celebrations. but you didn’t care. you were going all out anyway.
you were sitting on the couch, casually sipping your wine, letting the warmth of the day melt away in the comfort of your own space.
and then—creak.
the front door clicked open, and suddenly, your peaceful moment turned into complete an utter chaos.
you jumped up from the couch, wine still in hand, and rushed to the kitchen as you were preparing for the grand reveal.
standing in the front of the kitchen table, you wiped a little wine off your chin (cuz of course you spilled it) and hoped to god he wouldn’t notice how heavily you were breathing for scurrying over there so fast.
the moment toji stepped inside, his tired eyes scanning the room, and you shot him a big, cheesy grin that could’ve lit up the city.
he blinked at you for a second, as if trying to understand why the kitchen was suddenly so bright and colorful and why you were so loud after coming back from a mission.
“this… for me?” he ask, tilting his head slightly. you grinned, nodding. “yep. happy birthday.”
he let out a quiet exhale, still standing by the door, looking around. there was a faint twitch in the corner of his mouth—half a smile, maybe.
“so, you did all this?” he almost sounded like he didn’t believe it. “yeah,” you said, shrugging. “i know it’s not your thing, but… i wanted to do something for you.”
his eyes softened, just a little, and he stepped further into the room. he didn’t say anything at first, just took in the sight of it all.
“you didn’t have to do all this, baby— but thank you,” he mutters, dryly chuckling at the absurdity of it all.
it wasn’t a big speech, no huge declarations. just his subtle way of saying that, yeah, maybe this was a little more than he expected, but it did mean something to him.
you couldn’t help but smile, a little more giddy now. “well, you’re worth it.”
“you’re crazy,” he said, but there was no annoyance in it—just unapologetic affection, the way he always softened when he was caught off guard by something big like this.
you moved toward him, your voice sweet and warm as you sway your hips, and its enough to make the grown man weak in the knees. “you’re welcome, you know.”
he finally let the smile slip out completely, his scar stretching and his smile lines presenting themselves in such a beautiful way. “mhm.”
his eyes flicked down to your lips, and before you could react, he was kissing you—slow yet incredibly overwhelming, his lips finding every part of yours.
his hands massages your waist, and with that, he shifted from massaging to tugging, pulling you flush against him. your body melted into his, every inch of you pressing against him, the hardness of his chest against yours making your core feel infuriatingly empty.
you moaned softly, the sound caught in the back of your throat as your legs wrapped instinctively around him, pulling him closer.
he lifted you effortlessly, his hands shifting to your thighs, your body molding into his like you were meant to be stuck on him—white on rice.
the kiss continued, and you lost yourself in the taste of him, the way his tongue slid against yours, exploring with urgency.
your hips pressed against him, the heat between your legs growing as the friction increased in pressure.
his hands slid down your back, the feeling of his cold, rough fingers trailing over your skin making you feel high on him.
he moved with purpose, backing you toward the counter, his lips continuing with movement.
“oh, shit..” you gasped when the cake wobbled, your hand reaching back to steady it just in time.
you leaned into him harder, letting out a soft, desperate groan as you rolled your hips against his.
your entrance clenched around nothing, and you couldn’t stop the soft whimper that escaped your lips— you needed more.
you couldn’t help but laugh softly, despite the rush of heat still pulsing through you.
“well, do you want your cake?” you asked, trying to sound nonchalant, but your voice was still breathless from where his lips had left their mark. “spent a lot of time on it, y’know.”
toji’s eyes rest on your clothed core for a second, shameless and intrigued.
his lips curl into a smirk, his tone clearly depicting how dazed he was. “mm, mm. wanna eat somethin’ else.”
your stomach flutters, a surprised laugh slipping from you. “what?” you ask, not quite believing what you’re hearing. “does it look nasty? cause i actually worked hard on that and that’s just rude.”
he face falls a little, clearly thrown off from the sudden attitude, and he shakes his head— a little confused because you just shifted the energy. “no.. i wanna eat this pussy, baby.”
you freeze for a second, your eyes wide as your breath hitches in your chest, a little embarrassed that you had gotten so defensive when he was clearly trying to smooth talk to you.
you exhale shakily, gulping a little. he was always so bold, it made you feel a lot less confident and a whole lot more nervous. “like.. like right now?”
toji nods his head condescendingly, his eyebrows furrowing from your question that obviously had an answer.
“yeah.. like right now,” he laughs. he steps back just enough to kneel in front of you. those pretty green eyes stare up at you, basically pleading for your pussy.
“toji,” you whisper, but he doesn’t respond. his hands slide under your hips scooting you closer to his lips, positioning you as he leans in.
he hooks his fingers under the fabric of your shorts before impatiently sliding them down your legs. his pupils grew, staring at the mess he’s made of your underwear and whats inbetween your thighs—and slowly but surely, he placed a kiss right where you needed him most.
your back arched instinctively, a loud gasp escaping your lips as his mouth worked against you with brain-melting precision. you let out a small, choked moan, your fingers gripping the edge of the counter to keep yourself from slipping off.
finally, he removed the last layer of what separated your pussy from his mouth, your panties. the coldness of the counter shocked you, but the warmth of his mouth had quickly replaced any discomfort you felt.
his tongue traces a slow, deliberate path from your entrance to your clit, and you feel like the world has started to spin faster than it ever has. his stubble scratched against the sensitive skin of your thighs as his tongue moved in slow, languid circles.
your hands scrambled for something to hold onto, one settling against the counter and the other tangling in his dark hair. the strands were thick and coarse between your fingers, and toji damn near winced at how tight you were pulling.
“mm.. still so sensitive,” he muttered against you, the vibration of his voice teasing your clit in ways that had your hips bucking up into his nose. your thighs instinctively squeezed around his head, and his breathing gets heavier to avoid being strangled to death.
his tongue pressed against you with more pressure now, flicking and swirling, the type that made your toes curl and your body hot.
your fingers tugged harder at his hair, and you twisted under his hold, gasping, panting, crying out his name in soft, broken bursts.
“toji—please—oh my god—” the words tumbled out of you in a breathless rush, your voice high-pitched and shaky as your eyes hit the back of your skull.
“you’re doing so well, baby,” he praised, the words almost making you come all over his face. “just let go for me.”
“please,” you rasped, your chest rising and falling unevenly. “i… i can’t—” your legs twitched, and so did your cunt.
you squeezed your eyes shut, and you could feel yourself getting closer. in a desperate attempt to get your clit rubbing against something, you sloppily pushed up against his nose.
“shhh,” he cooed, but there was no sympathy in it. “you can handle it.”
“don’t stop,” you sobbed, the words barely forming in your head. “please, don’t stop…” you barely realized how needy you sounded, how much your body was basically bargaining with him.
“shh, shh. you’re taking it so well,” he said, though it was very evident that you were in fact not taking this so well.
you mewled, your voice barely a whisper, “toji, i—i—”
and then it hit, your mind was now a blur of white hot pleasure, and you gripped onto him harder, nails digging into his poor hair as you struggled to breathe through it.
you squeaked, your body jerking as you squirt, warmth spilling all over his face. it made your vision foggy, and your legs damn near lock up from how much you tense.
with a final, satisfied grunt, he pulled back, his hands patting your thigh as he stood tall, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
you managed a weak smile, trying to catch your breath, and in a voice that cracked with exhaustion— you mustered up some energy to say.. “happy—mm—birthday…”
he nodded as he looked down at you, your disheveled form still perched on the counter.
“thanks, baby.”
───
hbd to the loml