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Harlan Ellison why you stop appearing in my dreams gang? (Why did I even make this edit)

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I think the only person who could understand me is Harlan Ellison.

I don’t know if anyone is going to read this, but is it just me, or am I tripping because Harlan Ellison keeps appearing in my dreams? The first time he appeared in my dream was about two days ago. In the dream, it started off with me and my friends running away from someone because we did something—I don’t remember what. We found a hiding spot, and suddenly Harlan was at his desk, writing on his typewriter. He looked at me, smiled, and said, “Oh, hey [my name], I’ve been looking for you! How’ve you been?” He was super nice to me (which caught me off guard because we all know how he can be). He grabbed me by the shoulders, led me to this desk with a typewriter, a copy of one of his books, and a lamp beside it. He looked back at me and said, “Congrats, [my name], you made it into the club!” I looked at him, confused, and said, “Oh really?” After that, I woke up. (I forgot the rest of the dream.)

After that dream, I was really confused. The second dream I had of him was that I was his wife (I have no idea what happened, but okay), and not only that, we had SEVEN KIDS in the dream (what the fuck, how did we get to this?). I forgot what happened, but that’s what I remember from that dream.

Okay, so then the dream I had of him last night was that him and I got 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in our place (I don’t know why), and then the dream I had last night was the same 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 dream but in a different setting.

I’m tweaking out. Anyways, thank you for reading my yap session.

Real pic of me yapping about the dreams that I had about Harlan Ellison

OMG ME TOO (I bring it up whenever I’m talking to my friends)

anyways did u guys know he had a porno recorded in his studio and he even made some appearances in it (but didn't actually participate)

oh god how i wish i was one of the many women that harlan ellison slutted himself around for

LOOK AT THIS pls I love him

oh, he's so lana. i becoming a criminal so he can arrest me

Wild Things

1998

All I want for Christmas is Matt Dillon oiled up in my bed 😔

me n who ??

Person: OH MY GOSH IT’S MATT DILLON!

Me asf:

𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓬𝓽 — 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶˚♡⋆｡

🤓﹒⪩﹒𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮𝔂 𝓬𝓾𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓪𝓶﹒✦﹒♡﹒﹢

you had called Corey over when you were feeling lonely, and it resulted in you going to corey's house instead. and it also resulted into.. you know.

you two were both naked in bed, cuddling while he was cockwarming. it felt so amazing and comfortable, that you didn't want to move. you were awake and looking at corey in awe, and kissing him when he was feeling fussy.

it was then that you heard footsteps and the door rattling. "COREY CUNNINGHAM I KNOW THAT YOU'RE IN THERE!!" the person yelled, it sounded like a woman with a light new york accent.

oh shit, it was then that you realized it was Corey's mom!

corey instantly woke up, confused and panicking. "____, what's wrong?!! what's happening?!!"

"core, it's your mom!" corey was wiping his tears from stress and breathing heavily, while you were shushing him and putting his head close to your bare naked breasts.

"son open this door right now!" joan yelled. corey breathed for two more seconds, then got up. he put on the shorts that were thrown off of him last night, and nervously answered the door, while also pushing it to the point where it's almost closed.

"yes momma?" he whispered.

"i know that she's in there. i just know." she growled, "let me in. i just want to have a chat with this slut." you breathed uncomfortably at those choice of words, and brought the covers closer to cover your chest. corey was furious when he heard those words.

"_____ is not a slut. they're the boy/girl of my dreams. an-and if you have a problem with that, i can always go with them." joan went silent,

"fine. just keep her away from me."

"don't worry i will." you said, causing corey to chuckle before clearing his throat noticing his mother's death stare at you. he slammed the door and hopped back in bed with you. "i wanna be with you." he moaned, snuggling and sniffing into the crook of your exposed neck, and smoothly caressing your hair.

you both began to make out, with you caressing his hands and you both slowly going down on the bed. you honestly should've stayed at your place.

🤪﹒⪩﹒𝓼𝓽𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻﹒✦﹒♡﹒﹢

it was pitch black in the room you and stu were in. you both could not keep your hands to yourself, both of you passionately making out, your hands all in his dick, his hands all in your boobs, tongues and mouths not finding there proper places, it was just horny and crazy.

you then began to take off your shirt and unbutton your bra. stu looked with wide eyes, and a big ass grin. he was giggling when you were finally topless, and squeezed your tits. "ohhhhhhh, i fucking love you babe." he praised, "oh you're so perfect. look at your boobs, this and you just perfect." he went on.

you squealed at his compliments, and kept thrusting and hopping all on him. you would've died if someone caught you two in the act, and you thought you entered the afterlife cus the lights instantly went on.

you and stu both screamed in terror, stu immediately covering your nakedness with his long, slightly veiny hands, trying to get over the sudden situation, before realizing that the culprit was no other than billy. he wasn't surprised, nor was he expecting this to happen. he was stared at you, before rolling his eyes in disgust.

"hey you two, maybe you wanted to take this upstairs instead of in the fucking living room??" he groaned, stu sticked his tongue out while you poured at billy.

"okay well we'll do that after we finish what we were doing." you grunted, while petting stu's hair. boy how he loved when you stood up to people, including billy. billy sucked his teeth, and left the room. he at least had the courtesy of turning the lights back off for you two lovebirds to finish..

"let's finish this stu-bear." you moaned, he giggled like a little school-girl. you both found your lips on one another and went back to your task.

﹢﹒☆﹒𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮﹒＋ ﹒👼

you and carrie were softly kissing, you both rubbing each other's backs and kissing so much that you could taste such certain flavors in the both of y'all's lips.

carrie felt guilty, but either the Lord or someone really loved her for who she really was? the Lord couldn't stand a chance. as you both were kissing, she let you take it further. she brought your hand to her chest, allowing you access to touch her. as you were about to touch her even further, you both heard a woman's voice.

"carrie? carrietta??" the voice called. carrie backed out of the kiss quickly, and shaking her head all over the place, you panicking as well. she then got out of the bed and went to the door, "yes momma?" she yelled back.

"i know you're in there, and im coming in for something."

carrie hyperventilated, you noticed. you shushed carrie, and began to rub her shoulders in an attempt to calm her down. "carrie it's going to be alright!" you comforted her.

she looked at you in awe, beyond grateful to have you for a s/o. she then tried to find a place to hide you, then noticed her closet. she pointed to the closet, bringing you closer to it. "in here ___!"

you squeezed very hard in the closet and tried not to make a sound. as Carrie put you in the closet, she opened the door for her crazy mother. "ahhh, thank you for that my child." she breathed in the crispy wood air of the room.

"carrie we need to talk about a certain someone. that little ____, i know you two are getting close." carrie gulped, "i-i-i don't know what you're talking about momma."

"lie again carrietta, i dare you." carrie began to get cornered against the door when her mother got all up in her personal space. "may the Lord wash over you, and cleanse all of the sin that is in your blood." she growled. carrie began to cry, her mother once again making her uncomfortable and ashamed for who she was.

you then collapsed out of the closet. uh oh!!

"WITCH!!" margaret roared. "YOU SHALL NOT POISON MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER'S MIND!!" you looked at margaret in fear, then found your composure and found you way to carrie's side.

"mrs. white, i love your daughter, and she loves me whether you like it or not!" margaret began to punch herself in the head, slapping herself and yelling for god. you and carrie both looked at her, and reached for carrie's hands. you both slipped out and went to your place while her mother wasn't looking.

at your house, you petted her hair and wiped her tears from her adorable doe eyes. her mother's episode made her realize that maybe she wasn't safe with her, nor did she really love carrie. but carrie now knowed one thing, that you loved her and she could count on you for anything.

you guys went to passionately kissing like nothing ever happened. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡

Man I wish there was like a animation of strade bc I rlly want to edit him so bad help even tho there’s pic of him I still wish there was like a lil animation of him so I can edit it

this video changed me as a person

hannibal is so fine i wish mads mikkelsen was real ☹️

Me not finding enough "x goth reader" fics

Decided to post a edit that I made lmao

Also art credits to gatobob

I’m back at it again

SID IS A JUGGALO (NOT CLICKBAIT)

my boi<3

Yep here’s more :D

Look what I made （＾_＾）

CREDIT GOES TO DARQX AKA THE CREATOR OF RIRE