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what is art? this is art

I HOPE ALL YOUR FAVOURITE BANDS PULL A 'GREEN DAY' AND STAY TOGETHER FOR A LONG ASS TIME

This also applies to Green Day, because they are awesome. Just keep doing what you’re doing guys. Don’t change, and keep up the good work 👍👍👍 [edit] If your favourite bands are no longer together *cough* mcr *cough* I hope they pull a ‘Fall Out Boy’ and rise from the ashes, before continuing to produce kickass music 🤞🤞🤞

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Alfred Hitchcock Presents Lamb to the Slaughter. (1958) - YouTube

One of the best short films ever made. And it got to the point of Roald Dahl’s story.

“I’ve killed him. What do I do now?”  She is anxious and scared through this entire thing. 

The cops vaguely suspect something. Then she literally makes them eat the evidence. 

The way she giggles to herself at the end. She’s won. She knows she has.

As a child, this story terrified me.

The Oscars mix up was frigging hilarious.  (No, really. It was.) But it was quite touching how classy and polite and dignified everyone involved handled things.

*dude gives a long speech thanking everyone he loves, including his wife and kids*

*someone whispers something in his ear*  

“Well, I thought he deserved the award anyway! I’m happy to give it to him.”

And the Moonlight people are clearly a bit astounded but still hugged the La La Land people.  

And Kimmel sadly sighing at the end: “It’s me. Something had to go wrong.”

It was very human.  One of the few Oscar moments that was quite sweet.

Morning Surprises (Ashton Smut)

Requested- “smut with either ash/luke where you’re the little spoon and you’re moaning in your sleep so he wakes you up by eating you out and then you come and think its over but he carries on and totally over-stimulates you”

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

It was Ashton’s first night back from tour. Although you tried staying up with him to spend as much time together as possible, he wasn’t used to the different timezone, resulting in him laying wide awake all night, holding you in his arms while you slept soundly.

It was around 5 am when you started twitching. First it was your leg, moving against his every once in a while, then it was your hips, grinding into the mattress as soft moans escaped your mouth. Ashton looked over at you, smirking when he realised you were having a dirty dream.

An idea popped into his head and he slid his arm out from underneath your head, crawling to the end of the bed. He lifted the duvet, moving it to his side of the bed. Your legs curled up, an instant reaction to the cold air. He gently spread your knees apart, careful not to wake you up. He placed a kiss on to the material of your underwear before inching it down your legs and placing it next to him.

Ashton glanced at your glimmering heat in excitement, his tongue swiping out and licking your clit slowly. He sucked the nub into his mouth, his teeth pulling on it gently before letting it go, watching it retract to its original position. He continued eating you out, his tongue delving inside your pussy and swiping around your walls as he moaned at your taste. Grabbing your hips, he burrowed his face further between your thighs, his nose nudging your clit as he pokes his tongue in and out of your hole.

He looked up upon hearing a light groan, seeing your eyes slowly flutter open. You gave him a sleepy smile and ran your hand through his hair, stroking the soft curls. With a grin, he returned to pleasuring you. You moaned loudly, your hips grinding into his face, eager to have his tongue deeper inside you. You felt yourself reaching your high. Your back arched off the bed as you gasped for breath, trying to regain composure after your orgasm.

You expected Ashton to stop and come cuddle, but to your surprise, he continued licking up your juices.

“Ash, what are you doing?” you moaned, grabbing onto the sheets on either side of you as he sucked on your clit.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” he lifted his head, his face wet with your arousal. “I’m gonna make you squirt.”

“Ashton, no, I’m too sensitive.” you whine, wiggling in discomfort.

“I know.” And with that, his tongue delved back into your pulsing core.

You clenched your thighs around his head, scrunching your toes and squeezing your eyes shut in pleasure. You didn’t know how much longer you could last without cumming. Just as you felt your high wash over you, Ashton detached his lips from your pussy and entered two fingers, thrusting in and out rapidly. Guttural grunts escaped his lips as he watched your body convulse in pleasure.

He curled his fingers upwards as he thrusted, the pads hitting your g-spot immediately. He added another finger, moving them in and out of you with less ease as he felt you tighten around his hand.

“You gonna cum, baby? You gonna cum for me, Y/N?” he asked, taking out his fingers and rubbing your clit quickly, watching your pussy throb for a couple seconds before squirting juice like a fountain. You screamed at the intense pleasure, Ashton breathing heavily as he looked at your naked body underneath him, a goddess tangled up in sheets. He flopped down next to you, wrapping his arm around you as you cuddled into his side.

“Morning.” he laughed, kissing your forehead.

“Well that was a pleasant surprise.”

“You’re telling me.”