#(clearly)

[musette22]

Bonus

Sebastian Stan + Chris Evans 💫

[smokestarrules]

it’s just. in the end it’s about family. it's about Camila pulling Eda into a hug because she took care of her baby. it’s about Hunter thinking he has no one looking for him only to find Darius over his shoulder. it’s about King’s dad telling Luz to tell King he loafs him. (it’s about Caleb falling in love with Evelyn, Philip betraying him for it.) it’s about Gus and Amity and Willow finding their dads. Vee graduating alongside Luz. The Collector being a lonely kid who was abandoned. 

Luz having her quinceañera on the Boiling Isles with everyone she loves around her. This show is about family. 

[lottiezilla]

thinking about how, in godzilla minus one, they kill godzilla with the same thing he was created from. thinking about how he crumbles to ash, just like all the cities that were also destroyed by bombs. thinking about how shikishima kept repeating that his war wasn't over until godzilla was dead. thinking about how godzilla isn't just a monster but a manifestation of trauma after war. thinking about how as godzilla's remains sink to the bottom of the ocean, he begins to regenerate. thinking about how we can only begin to heal from trauma by embracing those around us and working through it together. thinking about how trauma can be lived with but never killed. thinking about how godzilla isn't a monster, he's the shared trauma and pain of a country of people who lost so much and were given back so little. thinking about how godzilla will always come back, so long as humans remain the way we are, because godzilla is war and humans are always at war and the only way we can get through it is together. to stop the fighting.

thinking about how godzilla minus one isn't a movie about a giant monster, it's about humans and their pain and trauma and their struggle to keep on living after they've had everything taken from them.

[localicecreambiter]

we're all going to ignore that dragon claw okay? yeah? good... good..

[ghostlycoze]

Did I just spend like 10 hours making my Looks to the Moon plushie a sundress?

Yes. Yes absolutely.

I have never sewn doll clothing in my life, nor have I knitted in over a year. I did not do any measurements so it is very wonky, but it's ok she looks cute <3

In the morning I need to take some photos of her actually in the sun :D But for now... it is 1am. I need to sleep. Goodnight folks

[holmsister]

Literally laios to kabru

[albobeati7]

Garfield Attack, Husk Protecc

[inkyami]

Illustration from "Tell me a sto.." by Una Hart. The book follows the evolution of most famous fairy-tales through time and how many fun, bizarre and dark versions there are.

October begs for something spooky. Found out that in some of the variations of the Red Riding Hood story it wasn't the wolf who ate the grandma)

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[2aceofspades]

Heartbeat

A lil moment sometime after✨this disaster✨

~Bonus meme~

(:

[koolaidashley]

Oh sweet swannie ….u didn’t win the polls…..but u always won ….my heart 😔😔😔😔🥺💔

(Everyone knows but swannie is @tangledinink son if u don’t know FIND OUT)

[boomposhpow]

puts this in front of you like a cat with a dead mouse

[locomotive-complicity]

-- Guns in Black N' White ☆

[shadelorde]

Guys. Aaravos didn’t choose to sacrifice his child. What the fuck. Literally one of the first things he said was “take my life instead.” It was not him who sacrificed Leola. And choosing to live wasn’t an inherently evil act, and idk I find it a little weird that some of y’all are already saying that, as someone who has had a sibling die and watched the impact it had on my parents!!

[spaceorphan18]

What she says: "I find myself suddenly at a loss of words. My reticence is not due to a desire to protect any risqué couplings. [...] My restraint comes from a place of joy."

What she means: 'Sorry, can't chat, it's not that I don't have any gossip, it's that I'm too busy fucking my husband.'

[m00nbuggies]

bro thinks he can become a parkour pro 😂🤣

[karmicgalaxies]

18+ Content MDNI

Victor Creed (Sabretooth) X AFAB! Reader

Disclaimers: Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it!) P In V sex, Rough sex, Snarling, Biting, Size difference, though it isn’t mentioned descriptively. Victor is just a motherfucking UNIT, Name-calling (Slut, Pretty), Cream-pie, Squirting. Possessiveness? if you squint

A/N: This is absolutely unhinged. Poorly proofread as I’m publishing this @ around 3 am, so do excuse errors!

Victor Creed, who’s got you on a pathetic attempt of all fours. Well; that would be the case if it weren’t for your upper body having gave out a round or two ago, slumped against the mattress as you fail to bury your moans in the sheets. Lewd cries leaving your lips at the pleasure. Snarls and grunts fill your ears as he fucks into you, his upper body pressing into your back, properly pinning you to the mattress as if you were even planning to go anywhere in the first place.

“Mmm, Mine.” Victor snarls, panting and breathing down your neck, finding a spot to nip at, eliciting a sharp yelp of you amongst your cries. The action getting a small, dry laugh out of him. His hips snapping against your ass at an inhumanely fast pace with brute force.

You’ve been at this for so long, your cock-drunk mind struggles to form a single coherent thought. You can’t even remember the number of orgasms Victor has fucked you through at this point. The wind nearly knocked out of your lungs with each forceful thrust. Compared to how large he is, you’re so helpless against him. Though, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Him being intimidating, dominating and domineering was the whole point.

The sound of skin against skin reverberates through the room, as well as the lewd squelching sounds of your pussy being abused by his cock. Your slick dripping down his shaft plentifully throughout the duration of your session thus far.

“So messy..” Victor finds himself grunting against your ear again at the feeling. “Leakin’ around my cock so much. Goddamn slut, have you no shame?” He rasps, nibbling at your earlobe. Your cunt clenched around him like a goddamn vice, making him groan as he reaches around, his large hand gripping onto your jaw in a rough grasp as he turns your head. “C’mere.” He utters, pressing his lips roughly against yours. A gesture seen as tender compared to how hard he’s fucking you.

You let out a few moans against his lips. Victor’s own snarls and growls vibrating in his chest as he does so, separating his lips from yours, he trails open mouthed kisses and bites down your jaw and the back of your neck. That’s before he roughly bites into your shoulder, making you inhale sharply as you let out a loud cry. The smirk left behind on Victor’s face is fucking huge, though same can be said about the bite mark left on your supple skin. “I gotta give it to ya. You take me real good. How ‘bout another orgasm, pretty?” He keeps the smirk, watching you unravel and struggle against his body. The sight and sounds of you daring to make him more primal with need than he already is. “Jus’ one more” His tongue licking at the bite mark left on your shoulder just a minute or so prior.

“Mm, Victor— Please.” You whine, at the cusp of the umpteenth mind shattering orgasm of the night.

“C’mon slut. Cum on this cock, ‘s all yours.” Victor snarls, finally letting off of your back, kneeling upright as he reaches his hands to your hips, holding them firmly in place as he fucks even harder into you. You could swear his tip briefly kissed your cervix a few times. A man motivated solely to rip another orgasm out of you.

It’s not long before he succeeds. Your orgasm ripping through you like a bullet. Pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all its worth as your eyes roll back into your skull. Thighs trembling as you make a mess. Your juices obscenely more abundant than usual as you soak the sheets below. Holy shit, you squirted.

“Fuck, look at you making such a fucking mess.” Victor grunts as he gives you one last deep thrust. Taking the air out of you as your cunt is promptly flooded with his cum. He makes all sorts of animalistic noises through his own orgasm, delighted to stake his claim on you yet again. His palm meeting the side of your hip, a love tap of sorts.

“You’re mine. Best not forget that.”