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AAAAAHH IDJSAKZKWJ THIS LOOKS SO FRICKEN GOOD! YOU'RE AMAZING

iT’s… kind of coming together?? wowie….

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I love this! Plus i feel like if the entire group learned it would benefit them in battle.

Louis learning sign language

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Please enjoy my aloy x varl photos

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If the Government Treated Men Like It Treats Women

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OH👏MY👏GOD👏BITCH👏WHY👏DIDN'T👏 SOMEONE👏REMIND👏ME👏THAT👏ITS👏THE NEXT👏MONTH lol I should probs stop these cause i don't wanna annoy you, but hey i do it cause you are a literal goddess/god/person/caterpillar human idk The point is! Love yourself! Accept yo self! Cherish yo self! You are worth it!😘 My challange for you is to take a minute tomorrow to have an 1hr or 30 mins of self care. Do something you love! Draw,take a nice bath,sleep,eat your fav meal! Anything that makes u happy!!

FUCK I LOVE YOU AND NO I DON’T THINK THESE ARE ANNOYING CAUSE THEY MAKE MY WHOLE DAY AND THANK YOU FOR THINKING OF ME AND BEING THE SWEETEST LIL HUMAN EVER BECAUSE !!!! ily

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Louis would try to start a whole highschool musical vibe throughout the school. But everyone would just dance awkwardly and walk off when he wasn't paying attention.. most likely gawking at a ruthless tomboy Clem who doesn't take shit from anyone 😂

So…

High school au’s…

Am I right???

Anyone got some for me?

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I learned how to make videos

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WAIT WHAT HE GRUNTED???!!!!

So I just finished watching Halloween as it has just came out in Australia today... AND HOLY SHIT WHEN HE GRUNTED MY BODY WAS NOT READY!! HAQHDHSGKFHFJVY!!! 🤤🤤🤤

HE FUCKING DIDDDDDDDD I SCREAMED OK LIKE,, FUCK!!! FUCK!!! THAT JUST HAPPENED!! OH MY GOD!!!! hnnnnnnnnnnngggggg

CALL 911 IM HAVING A HEART ATTACK

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Me when me idol gives me love and affection 😄

GET FOCKIN READY FOR THE NEW YEAR ! Michael twerking with firecrackers around him. And jason doing that weird colorful smoke thing that ive seen on youtube...a mental image that will both excite you and confuse you Anyway bye ! Daily dose of love for you ! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

(Im so confused but ily so it’s ok) ❤️

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Ayyy just made a rdr2 online character, already got killed 3 times! Lol she looks like a cute k-pop character

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I DYED MY HAIR TOO!

26 10

Interview the writer

26– What are you doing right now?

I’m dyeing my fuckin hair!

10 answered here!

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Its a rolly poly!!

@xmichaelmyers ive been summoned once more

Bonus-

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Ah... yes Michael being a true father

Also... look at this lil Michael

@xmichaelmyers

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I WILL TRY WHEN I GOT TIME

Michael is in another room, and hears his s/o screaming on the top of their lungs. His instincts rush in he grabs his knife, and sprints to the living room. He is ready to kill. Then he sees his s/o standing on a chair yelling “KILL IT! KILL IT PLEASEEE!” While pointing at a tiny bug at the floor

someone draw this 

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It feels like my birthday, thank you so much!

I love waking up in the morning and rereading one of your Michael headcanons! They're all so JUICY! and good, I was wondering if you had a busty reader headcanon for him? I feel bad asking cuz I'm still excited to read the shape returns fic!

Michael would love sleeping on any type of breast, small or large. He finds your chest on the comfiest place to rest, hands on your hips or around your waist as you sit/lay in bed or on the couch, listening to your heart as it beats steadily. 

Will spend extensive time teasing your breasts and scattering hickies over the sensitive skin, going on for hours, feeling the tender flesh under his touch until you grab his face in your hands and tug him into a longing, desperate kiss. 

He loves how he can still fit your breasts in the palms of his strong hands, standing behind you, hips pressed harshly against your body as his lips travel up and down your neck, thumbs grazing your nipples. 

Hates how everything you put on seems to emphasize your figure and your breasts, how your bras push them up and how your cleavage can be seen from every shirt you put on. He sometimes doesn’t allow you to walk out of the house in some of the outfits you put on, his hands grabbing at you and pulling you back to the bedroom to (1) punish you and teach you a lesson, then (2) have you change into something more reasonable… Something that wouldn’t attract the eyes of strangers. Because no one gets to look at you except for him. 

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👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼😢😢😭👏👏👏👏I love thiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssss i love! How you can still implement the fear of him being a killer. The way you create these new issues between the character and the reader UGHH IT KILLS ME. Your work jerks my heart! Thank you so much for existing ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

MICHAEL DRY HUMPING?!?!

CLOSED DOORS

MICHAEL MYERS X READER

WARNING: NSFW?

You ran your hands over your face and the buried them in your hair. Pulling slightly with frustration, you heard Michael walk over to you. That’s when you lowered your hands–attempted to–in the least, before he reached out with a strong grasp and took hold of your wrists. Pulling you towards him with anger, Michael breathed heavily. Still, not saying a word, you looked up at him. Standing your ground. Previously, you had pushed him off of you with palms beating at his chest and the word no being repeated in his ear. 

Behind closed doors, you knew Michael had power over you. He knew that too, his authority over you unquestioned before now. What had gotten into you? He held you close and attempted to observe your body language. This was to get a sense of why. However, this was to no avail, and Michael let out a strong sigh, guttural due to his clenched mouth. 

“I said no Michael. I shouldn’t have to explain myself.” You choked out, beginning to feel the burning sensation of tears sting in your eyes. “Please. I’m not in the mood… Please…”

Michael squeezed his jaw again and then spun you around, your feet tripping over themselves until you landed on the bed. You pushed yourself up further and out of reaching distance. Fearful that this was what it had come to… Your relationship. Formed from anger and toxicity… You somehow expected him to respect your body. Perhaps you were wrong. 

Michael leaned over on the bed and crawled to you. His hands pulling you down and under him, you sobbed silently and squeezed your eyes shut, beating his chest as you did before. Michael snatched your wrists and forced your hands above your head, relentless in his desires and putting one knee in between your legs, one on the other side of your hip. Lifting your chest and arching your back, you grunted and seethed through clenched teeth. Tears soaking the sheets beneath you. 

However, Michael’s hips began to ground against yours and in your raised combat, Michael began to hump against you, his erection becoming noticeable and the sense that he was getting off on you coming into plain sight. Causing to gasp and then nearly start laughing as his heavy body pushed you into the bed, in a mess of heat, his coveralls became soaked with precum. Grunts filling your ears. 

His thrusts then became more and more frequent, jagged and closer to the edge. 

When Michael began to ejaculate, his breathing became more and more painful, labored and hurried. Cut off. When he actually did, however, he held it deep in his chest and loosened his grip on your wrists. Falling against you, you wrapped your arms around Michael’s neck and continued to cry. 

���I-I’m sorry…” Michael muttered into the muffled fabric of your shirt, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck and his eyes shut. He tucked his arms around yours and held you, turning with a painful sigh so you half laid on him. 

“I know, Michael.” You hushed in a near-whisper, almost quiet enough that he couldn’t hear you through your tears. “It’s…” You almost said that it was okay, but to be honest, you felt sick to your stomach and in closing your eyes, your words lingered in the air until you were able to retract yourself from Michael’s touch and go downstairs to the living room, where you threw a blanket over yourself and curled up against the corner. Closing your eyes, and wishing away the feeling that Michael would somehow hurt you. 

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Don't listen ily and slasherwritings stuff... also you two be cute together

@ everyone: yall probably haven't read actually good fanfiction. smh. this here isn't good fanfiction!! open your eyes!!

yes @slasherwritings ‘s writing is better than mine I know