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thank you for all the kindness and support this past year <3

i- uhm.. i.. i.. i uhm

*dies from nosebleed*

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So like.. The artists knew what they were doing when making him like UGH he might have daddy issues. a villian but like he is so good looking

I hope I can see his pathetic face soon. I can’t wait. It’s taken so long to get here. Todoroki Enji. Mom. Fuyumi. Natsu. Shouto. Look at me… From the depths of hell.

Also my therapy

Horikoshi better pay for my therapy sessions because I was doing JUST FINE these days but now i’m emotionally unstable once again-

And is super hot in both ways (yes word play AGAIN..sorry)

(not sorry tho)

Sorry but I had a vision yesterday

my favorite barbie!

movie of the summer, baby

Is that seat taken?

Would hug

Just a sketch for now

All the Dabi fanart i can find oml. i love this part of the fandom

Dabi ! Surprisingly fun to draw

i didn't focus on the rest of the video but the FUCKIN' HAND FLICKS AT THE START

unfollow me now this is gonna be the only thing I'm gonna be talking about for the next week I've wanted "dabi's dance" animation for so long fuck what the fuck-

bro is hot.. Like word play in both ways like he is Hot in the fact of flames and hot bc of the way he is/looks

"Look at me... from the depths of hell."

S-sir..🥺💍🛐 @bl00d3mber idk came up on my feed though to tag you cuz ✨️dabi✨️ but like ye

I keep messing with the colors but I think I will leave him here for now

DEAR SATAN PLEASE KEEP A ROOM FOR ME IN HELL.. I like to read this stuff around midnight

Tag, You’re It | Ethan Landry | v.

Happy, carefree college days meet their abrupt end when every guy who approaches you mysteriously turns up dead.

Warnings: NON-CON, Stalking, Bimbo!Reader, Clueless Reader, Loss of Virginity, Incel Ethan, Cheerleader Reader, Skin Carving (w/knife), Canon Typical Slashing, Voyeurism, Kidnapping, Forced Masturbation, Filming, Blackmail

This is a dark story. Heed warnings before reading under the cut.

𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Peering outside the window, you unleash a melancholy sigh. The sky is bright and blue above campus, not one cloud darkening its expanse. 

A stark contrast to your somber mood. 

You wish you could soak up the warmth of the sun spilling through the glass window of the café, but you’re too high-strung to bask in the sunny weather. 

"Here you go," Ethan enthuses, yanking you away from your lugubrious train of thought. 

You give him a wobbly smile, accepting the steamy cup he slides between your hands. In the process, your fingers brush against his own, and Ethan’s throat bobs. His gaze lingers where your hand touches his for a few seconds before he scratches the back of his neck and sits in front of you.  The spicy, warm scent of the drink engulfs your senses in a blanket of comfort and familiarity. Your lashes flutter in awe as your eyes round.

"H-How did you know my coffee order?" 

He shrugs, a lopsided smile canting his lips. 

"I think Mindy mentioned it." 

"Did she?" 

His smile broadens. "I think. How else would I know it?" 

You press your lips together. You suppose it does make sense. Still, it astonishes you the heap of little things Ethan has noticed about you since you met him. 

Acceptance settles within you beneath his unflinching gaze. 

"You're right." You nod then spot the little plate Ethan placed near the edge of the table. Your mouth waters at the sight, your stomach wrenching. When’s the last time you had a proper meal, or something sweet? "Oh, you got me a pastry too." Fingers stretch towards the appetizing treat but retreat as Alana’s voice rings in your head. Sending Ethan a contrite glance, you twist your hands in your lap. "I'm sorry. That's very nice but… I can't accept it."

Ethan’s bushy brows draw together. 

"You don't like sweets? I didn't realize." 

You wave your hands before you as you rush to elaborate, "I do. It's not that." A deep exhale drops from your mouth. "Alana…the captain of my team. She said we all needed to lose five pounds before the next game. So no one on the team is allowed to have carbs."

Your cheeks come aflame under his intense stare. The anger in his tone startles you. 

"That's mean. Who does Alana think she is?" he scoffs. His tone softens as he adds, "Besides, you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen. You don't need to change a single thing about yourself."

A spontaneous smile blooms on your face at his compliment and the sincerity laced in his words. 

"Thanks, Ethan. That's so sweet." His chestnut gaze beckons you, drifting from your face to the pastry. You nibble your bottom lip, stomach clenching. Alana would be pissed if she knew…but you’re also starving. You don’t ponder for long before reaching across the table for the sweet delicacy. "I guess I'll have it anyway. Just promise me you won't tell her."

"My lips are sealed."

Ethan patiently watches you take a few bites, a grin etched on his boyish features. As soon as the sugar melts on your tongue, your spirits are lifted. 

When you’re done eating, he pulls out books, paper and pens from his backpack. 

You remember why you’re here and straighten your back. 

"So, where do you want to begin?" he inquires, unscrewing the cap from his ballpen and beginning to scribble on a piece of paper. 

You fidget and cast your eyes downward. 

"I'm not sure," you mumble. 

"What do you struggle with most?" 

Embarrassment tickles your insides. 

"Uh…Everything?" He gawks at you and your face heats. "This class is way too hard for me, Ethan."

He shakes his head, that gentle, encouraging smile never leaving his lips. 

"You're selling yourself short." At your crestfallen expression, Ethan offers, "We'll start at the very beginning and work our way from here. How does that sound?" 

You gape at him, your chest swelling with hope. For some reason, you nearly expected him to give up on you right here and there. 

You know you’re not exceedingly bright and that you narrowly got into college. If it weren’t for Chad and Mindy helping you study for the SATs and giving you tips…you’re convinced you wouldn’t have made it at all. 

"Amazing," you chime, plucking a chest-deep chuckle from him. 

Hours fly by at the café as Ethan takes time to break down concepts, make you flash cards and draw figures to help you understand the basics of economics. 

You lose track of time, hanging to his every slow, patient word. Every time you ask a question, he never gets upset or belittles you, instead going over everything again without ever losing his cool. 

While some areas are still fuzzy at the end, you feel a lot more equipped to understand the course material than before. 

Ethan encourages you, promising the more sessions you’ll have together, the more things will make sense. 

And you actually believe him. 

"You're like the best tutor ever." 

You bounce in excitement as Ethan giggles.

"I didn't do much."

"Not true. You make complicated stuff sound easy, Ethan."

His cheeks glow pink at your praise. 

Leaning forward, you confess, "Even Mindy gave up on helping me with my assignments. She didn’t have the time…or patience. And she’s my best friend." Slanting your head sideways, you beam at him. "You're the smartest guy I know so I appreciate you taking the time."

Ethan ogles at you before clearing his throat and scratching the back of his neck. "Anytime," he says while putting his books back in his bag.

"Can I keep this?" you inquire, gathering the stack of papers covered in Ethan’s neat handwriting. You’re touched that he took the time to explain all this to you. 

"Of course, it’s all for you. If you need anything, just text or call me." His inflection lowers as he bashfully looks down. "Even nighttime is fine."

His words summon flashes of the night before. Overwhelmed, tears begin pricking behind your eyes. 

"Nighttime…" you quaver. You blink and salty water fills your gaze. Ethan immediately gets up and joins you on the other side of the table, handing you tissues and carefully putting a hand on your shoulder. Once again, you wipe your tears. You wonder how there’s still water left in your body considering how many times you’ve bawled your eyes out today. 

"I’m sorry," you blubber.

"It’s okay." He rubs your back, licking his lips before he whispers, "You don’t need to shed so many tears over him, you know?"

A shuddering breath cascades through your throat while you gape at him in confusion. 

"What?"

His jaw clenches, his gaze darkening somehow. 

"That alpha douchebro Connor. He doesn’t deserve you crying over him."

"It’s not…" you trail off, shame creeping inside you. You have no desire to revisit the events from last night. Every time you recall them, a wave of sickness takes hold of you. 

Ethan continues, his voice even harsher than before, "Truth be told I bet he had it coming." Your jaw drops. Ethan’s shoulders heave and slump as he explains, "I heard he was awful to girls… and that you weren’t the only one he was texting before he died."

Shock ripples through you at this newfound knowledge. It’s dumb and irrelevant now, but you thought Connor genuinely liked you at least. 

Sure, he got carried away that night and got a little pushy, but you’re sure he just had one drink too many and wasn’t acting like himself. 

Your forehead wrinkles as you chide him, "That’s an awful thing to say. Regardless of what he did…no one deserves to die like that, Ethan."

Ethan sighs and lets out an awkward laugh. 

"You’re right. I shouldn’t have said anything. Murder’s like…fucked up, I guess."

"Y-Yes, it is," you reply, taken aback by his casual tone. 

Gaze still holding yours, he bends over you and adds, "But he was a lame dudebro, and you can do so much better. I hope you know that."

You sink in the depth of his warm, brown orbs, both flattered yet a little unsettled by his fervent statement. 

It’s something even Mindy told you before, that you only fall for douchebags that don’t deserve you, but you never felt that was true. 

Still, no one ever said that to you with such emphasis. 

"I…appreciate it," you reply, rubbing your puffy eyes as fresh tears threaten to spill.  

His large hand travels up and down your back. 

"Is there something else by any chance? I’m a pretty good listener."

Heat rushes to your cheeks. There’s no way you can tell him what occurred. The mere idea makes you want to die. 

Your mouth trembles as you dip your chin.

"No, there isn’t."

After a few minutes of silence, Ethan’s gentle voice sweeps over your temple. 

"Can I do anything to make you feel better?" 

Your eyes lift to his, deep brown pools filled with concern. 

You mull it over. There is one thing. A thing you sometimes do with your friends, but you’re a bit self-conscious about revealing it to him. 

"I…" You emit a thin, unsure laugh. "No, that's silly. You're gonna think I'm, like, so shallow."

His thumb settles between your shoulder blades, caressing softly. 

"I won't judge you, I promise. Just tell me."

"When I feel bad…" You squirm and evade his focus, gaze darting about the café as you mumble, "I like to go shopping and eat ice cream afterward."

Ethan snickers, but not in a mean way. Mirth lights up his features. 

"I don't think that's silly at all, especially if it helps you feel better." His face softens. "I can take you if you want."

"Really?" Surprise and happiness coalesce in your tone. You hate shopping alone. Your brows knit as a thought resurfaces. "But I promised Mindy and Anika we’ll meet up later..."

Ethan sends you a wide grin. 

"I’m sure they’ll understand."

Going on a shopping spree with Ethan is surprisingly fun. He doesn’t mind how many outfits you try, praising your choices every time. 

And if sometimes his eyes rest upon you a tad too long, that strange smirk playing on his lips, you let yourself ignore that. 

After all, a lot of the clothes you picked display quite a lot of skin. 

Boys always stare, you’re used to that. 

And it’s just Ethan looking. It’s not like he’s getting any ideas. 

When it comes time to pay for your purchases, he stops you before you can collect your wallet, placing a stack of bills on the counter instead. 

You give him an open-mouthed stare. 

"Ethan?! Are you crazy? That’s a lot of money. You don’t have to-"

He grabs the clothes from you and gestures at the cashier to put them in bags before you can even think of returning them. 

"No way I’m letting you pay. My treat, okay?"

"Ethan…"

His tone gets firmer, quieting your protests. 

"I insist."

Your body deflates as you’re stunned by the shift in him, particularly his staunch refusal to let you argue. 

"Okay," you concede. 

After leaving the store, with Ethan carrying your bags and refusing to let you lift a finger, you get on your tiptoes and plant a kiss on his cheek. 

Red spreads on his face as he peers down at you. 

"You’re so nice to me," you say cheerfully.

He just smiles at you in that lopsided, mysterious way he does. 

"Well, I'd say you more than earned it."

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Apricot Dumplin' :0

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GUESS WHO IS GONNA GO SEE THE NEW SPIDERMAN MOVIE !AGAIN! IN TWO DAYS

I get to see my husband for the 3rd time

I feel like it was its turn for the brain cell the orange cats share

Cat’s internal thoughts

I am so much the dog going through a crisis

Oml I want me and my partner to raise those kittens

Kitty toy

Y'all... do i need to say more

Thriller Cinema 🩶

Charlie walker x reader

(Smut🖤)

Included material: Charlie walker x fem!reader, intercourse (p in v), oral (m receiving by f!reader), swearing, fingering, praising, Charlie dom

(Ik this scene wasn’t from scream but he looks fine asf so…)

Context: you, Kirby, Charlie, and 2 other of Kirby’s friends are going to a movie theater watching the new stab together…

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Your looking around for Kirby and the others not knowing who was going to be with her. You see a hand wave in the distance in the back of the theater as you hear your name being called quietly but in force of you to hear. “Y/n, Y/n” Kirby is calling until you realize it’s them trying to locate you to them and the rest.

Your seated with all of them, one of Kirby’s friends to the right of you and Charlie to the left of you as the others were besides the rest of everyone else. Your now about 27-30 mins of the new stab movie, feeing bored about how you keep seeing all the same stuff repeating like every other stab movie. Your silently ranting in your head about your lack of thrill that is in this movie and your disappointment. Your thoughts get interrupted by something on your thigh lightly and you look down and see it’s a dainty hand with veins threw out and long fingers, Charlie’s hand.

You try not to make it a big deal about what he’s doing because his hand is only just lingering on your thigh, you give him this confused look because you guys have never once interacted with each other and your curious what he’s up to. He doesn’t look away from the movie not even for a second to glance at what he’s doing to you.

He slowly starts caressing your thigh up and down his his dainty long fingers, your boredom from the movie makes you try to engage with him and his actions, your just getting wet by the idea of the things you would like him to do to you and how further this would lead and what it would become, you always fantasized about him and the things he would do to you, taking control over you, your body, and your thoughts. Your thoughts being interruptive by his hands going high up your thigh and messing with the the bottom hem of your panties under your slutty skirt.

He starts playing with your panties even more and feels how wet you are, at the side of your eyes he slightly gives a smirk still looking at the screen. He starts trailing down your thigh with his fingers again and pulls his hand back and stops for a few seconds. you give him a look wondering why he stopped, you started feeling embarrassed that he noticed you were wet just by him touching you but what he didn’t know the dirty thoughts you were having of you and him.

He gets up and he’s walked around behind you. “Single bathroom, meet me there in 5..” he whispers in your ear as he tucks your hair behind your ear and slowly moving his hand down your shoulder as he continues to walk away.

Your way to filled with excitement checking your phone every 10 seconds but you couldn’t wait, so ended up going within the next 3 minutes.

Your walking up towards the single restroom and knock a couple seconds after standing there. You continue to stand there for a couple more seconds having second thoughts untill a gental hand pulls you in quickly.

“You couldn’t just wait 5 simple minutes? Your a needy girl aren’t you…” he gives you a smirk and as of how anxious you are you just stand there in silence not knowing where to go from here or where to start.

He grabs your hips pulling you in, you guys are near each others faces. you decide to lean in for the kiss and you guys keep it going as he starts backing you up into the wall massaging up and down the back of your thighs meeting his way to getting a hold of your ass and rubs up and down with his hands from there, the making out is getting sloppy and tongues meeting together, heavy breathing and taking quick moments to catch air.

His hands leading up to your waist and groping your torso and breasts, he’s playing and massaging your nipples threw your shirt as you start giving slight whimpers of how he’s turning you on.

You trail your hands down to his waist and lower until they reach the hem of his jeans messing with them, you take a second to look up at him and see his reaction. In this moment he starts smiling at you, tucking both sides of your hair behind your ears and gives you a slight kiss on the forehead.

Your hands guide down to the zipper of his jeans unzipping them and unbuttoning the rest. As doing so then you lower to your knees for him, he already has an erection. You look back up at him with a grining smile. You pull his underwear down to allow your self to give him head.

You start teasing the tip of his cock with your lips. He breaths are becoming heavier for the next couple minutes. “Your needy now your teasing me, is that so?” Looking back up you give a slight giggle to him as a response. “Can I guide you” he whimpers. “show me no mercy.” You say carelessly allowing him to control you however he wants.

He gets a hold of your head spreading his hand out slowly making your head back to his erect cock.

He moves your head gradually back and fourth as you make your cheeks slightly hollow giving him room to adjust.

“God….” He groans bitting his bottom lip. “I-I want you so much more than ever right now y/n….” He starts getting desperate as he starts going in a more faster rhythm taking control over you.

You can hear yourself gulping on his thick cock at this point as he’s throat fucking you, swaying your head back and fourth as he’s groaning along with whimpers, “o-oh!” Is the only thing he can make out. your feeling so violated by him and his cock that’s violently being shoved down your throat with no mercy.

You try mumbling trying to get his attention but nothing is gonna stop him with this satisfaction he’s receiving from you.

“O-ooh lord” he whimpers while slowing you down for second as he starts pacing you again. You grab a hold onto his hips and start taking over moving your mouth back and fourth threw out your mouth with the mix of pre cum and your saliva.

You give your throat a break and you stand up to him. “The things that you could do to me, anything as you plead and beg for you’ll get it.” You start whispering in his ear and start describing dirty fantasies to him you’d allow him to do to you and what he’d receive from you. “And then I’d let you rail me in my tight pussy, hm? I want you to do exactly as I said.” You allow him to strip you naked.

His hands meet with your thighs after, he lifts you up against the wall making out with you again. “Rail m-me” you whimper. He starts teasing you by guiding his cock stroking it between your clit and your hole. You start letting out whimpers and moans begging for more of him. “Like you said. I have full control of you and I’m going to do so.” He thrust in his full length all at once as you let out a big moan instantly after. He thrust in your core with rhythm and speed while your bouncing against the walls with his hands on your hips pumping you and you guys bucking together with the sound of clapping. You can feel your whole body shaking and your breast moving up and down.

He holds a grip of your breast while your body is pushed up against the wall still. He starts to pinch your nipples in a playful way as you two are moaning. “I want to cum for you so bad, please let me.” You beg to him relentlessly. “I’m g-gonna soon..”you say as he starts pumping faster, he can hear the moans leaving your lips as he’s shushing you knowing your on edge. He stops and pulls out for a second. “Shhh… i know… I know” he’s shushing you until you finally stop gasping and whimpering. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you cum for me… just not yet.” You nod in disappointment wanting to cum for him right there and then.

He adjusted your thighs up against the wall having you be positioned again, setting up your thighs up on his waist. “Now, you have to be quite.. no matter how good it feels, or if it hurts, or if it pleases you. Ok?” You reply “mhm…” with a soft tone.

He starts caressing your clit with his middle finger at a slow pace moving it up and down, he asks, “are you doing ok?” You reply with a head shake. “Good.” He starts moving his finger in upwards circles trying to get a reaction out of you, and that he got, he sees he got a rise out of you and that you need so much more. “A-ah..”, he hears leave your voice so he once again has to shush you. “Shh…” you try to contain yourself after he shushed you.

He’s moving his middle finger lower at this point into your hole, finger you now. He’s moving around making you feel satisfied. Your trying your hardest to contain your moans and whimpers as his finger is in you.

“Oo-oh my god!” You say suprised, he found your g spot, and of course you let out a big moan. “How are you gonna tell me to shush but make me f-feel so g-good..” you pleaded. “I just need you to trust me…” he responded with tilting his head massaging your g spot. You whine over this and feel satisfaction with what he’s doing.

He takes his middle finger out of you and continues to fuck you again trying to get around to the g spot. “I-i” you get interrupted by finishing while he’s inside of you with a burst of a moan as you body continues to shake pumping up and down by him still continuing. His head is leaned back, he lets out soft whimper as your walls are enclosing on him. “Your turn.” You whisper in his ear tangling your fingering in his hair.

You starts to lean your head back and pull at his hair, it turned him on so much with the hair pulling to the point he ends up finishing inside of you while caressing your body and torso. You dig your face into his shoulder as your hands are clawing on his back. He slows down and stops.

“You did so well.. good girl..”

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Ok well that’s it :D i hope y’all’s can give me more recommendations of what I should write and who I should write about and the theme.

See y’all’s in my next post :3

Please i love this

【水着撮影】 & 【マカンコウサッポウ】 PopteenTV Footage GIFS Created by Me !!

This is cute asf

Grass Unicorn! 

It was a good little practice painting after so long! 

Couldn’t decide if I wanted a border of not, so here we go! I really like how it came out!!:D

Get that from where?????

Our husband

boyfriend reveal

I want that hairrrrr