#Based Off of this Thought I Had

[sad-in-sadist]

Robot that has a Vagina but Instead of having like, normal Self-Lubercant, it's just Machine Oil Instead. Is this Anything

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Phone guy was wild for saying that to Michael..

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I hope you take this as the compliment it is intended to be, but you strike the same chord of irreverence-as-love, jokes-to-showcase-sencerity that I get from Chuck Tingle, and I adore both of you.

You have bestowed the greatest honour upon me.

[merrigel]

I want it back = I drag its dead weight forward

[hinamie]

august

[starry-bi-sky]

mmm throwaway conversation between Dan and Danny that popped into my head that I had to write out:

"You spent ten years being a one-man mass extinction event, then went back in time and fought me, and lost." Danny snarls, arms crossed and throat tight. His mouth pulls back to bare dagger-sharp teeth, and his eyes burn with the familiar thrum of ectoplasm heating up behind his eyes. "If I didn't believe you were half of Vlad before, I do now."

His other self -- and really, can he even call him that? He's half of Vlad too. Two halves severed from each other and welded together to make a new whole, -- snaps his head over to him. Wild-eyed and furious, he looks unlike the man Danny fought before, the one unruffled and untouched, unbothered by the world around him. It's familiar, but not like the way a reflection is.

"What's that supposed to mean." The Other hisses, matching Danny's scowl one-for-one with fangs much bigger and sharper than his.

But there's a reason lions fear hyenas. Danny matches the rumble in The Other's chest with one of his own, and shoves his face close to his. "I don't lose."

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[internetskiff]

this is basically how the James Cobb ARG went, right?

[baby-yongbok]

Okay, so Chan is being a brat on Bubble rn, pretending that we wanna break up with him. (Who's really the delulu one here?) But my imagination is running WILD, so hear me out..

[Hard Thought - MDNI]

What if he's just beaming at his phone right now. Watching us freak out and beg him not to break up with us. Saying that it isn't what we want and asking him not to leave. It's just what he wanted, just what he was craving.

What if he's scrolling through the responses, laughing out loud at the ones that he's especially pleased with. It's almost humiliating how some of us beg and plead for him. Sure, it's playful, but what if it wasn't? That thought drives him wild.

What if he's getting hard while reading all of our comments. Imagining what we'd look like if he were standing in front of us. The look on our face as we process what he's saying while he knows damn well that he's just messing with us.

Just the thought of some of us dropping what we were doing to click on his chat notification gets him hot as he watches the replies flood in.

What were you doing before this?

Are you smiling? Frowning? Laughing?

What are you wearing?

When did his hand get down his pants?

Why does the thought of a pretty girl playing along to his dramatics make him rock hard?

What would you do to change his mind? What would you say?

"You don't wanna break up..? How're ya gonna change my mind?"

"You'd never actually go and meet someone else, would you, baby? Show me how much you love me."

The longer he keeps the dramatics up, the more content he has to stroke himself to later. He can't help himself.

[iristial]

"Why are you scared?!" "No, it's just - I thought I was weak..."

[edwinisms]

it’s actually so wild to me that this fairly quirky YA type show gave both of its main characters deaths that can, in one way or another, solidly be considered hate crimes. they were both flat out murdered as a result of being A) gay and effeminate or B) brown (south asian, specifically) and you could argue whether or not those kids thought of it that way in the moment or whatever but the bottom line is that they would not have been in the situations that killed them if they weren’t of their respective minorities. like legitimately that is a ballsy choice for this kind of netflix show, let alone for the two Main Characters, and i respect it big time

[chloesimaginationthings]

There's doomed yuri... in my FNAF ruin?

[fleur-bbyy]

cw: fem reader, establish fwb, shower sex, minors dni.

your chest was firmly pressed onto the cool tile in his shower. your needy moans and his harsh grunts bounced off the wall in katsuki’s bathroom as he fucked into you. one of his hands roughly gripping your hip and the other on your shoulder. your hands splayed against the tile to keep yourself from falling. the sound of skin slapping skin and water falling from the shower head filling your ears.

“y’feel so fuckin’ good.” the hand on your shoulder pushed your body further into the wall. an animalistic grunt leaving his body at the sight of your screwed up face and your cheek also firmly pressed against the tile. “had a thought- shit- had a fuckin’ thought.”

he didn’t wait for you to reply or even acknowledge his statement. knowing you were fucked too dumb at the moment as katsuki had already ripped two orgasms out of you and the sun was barely up.

“too stupid in the morning, huh?” he lightly slapped your cheek before moving his hand to down to slap your ass. “what if i actually took you out for once? go to a nice restaurant or some shit instead of just takin’ you to bed?”

the words almost went in one ear and out the other before you realized what he was actually trying to ask you through his own grunts and moans. you craned your neck to see his face. a satisfied smirk on his lips and the occasional furrow of his brow when he sheathed himself inside of you.

“here kats? you’re gonna ask me on a date right now in your shower?” you tried to look as serious as you could muster, but your face still showed tell-tale signs of the pleasure he was providing you.

“don’t act like you hate the idea. can feel you clenchin’ down on me. gonna cum again? come on slut, cum with me.”

he sped up his thrusts to an impossible pace. his grunts and your moans growing louder as you both approached your highs. you arched your back into him and cried out his name as you came undone for the third time that morning. he leaned over your body and pressed his hard chest into your back as he pumped his cum into your abused hole. both of you taking a few moments to catch your breath before actually using the shower for it’s intended purpose. in silence.

“whad’dya say?” he finally broke the silence. asking in reference to his earlier question and throwing a spare towel in your direction.

“ask me again when you’re not balls deep and i’ll consider.”

[mochapanda]

bunch of kairis (+ bonus quadratum kairi)

[little-pondhead]

Who Will Be Danny's Universe?

-happy 20th anniversary!!-

[special close-ups and details below cut]

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Sputnik 2's launch date: 3 November, 1957

Sputnik 2's time of launch: 02:30:42 UTC

Chronicles of the Last Starman is a comic book written and illustrated by Gio Nostra. Signed with the message, "Thanks for your support, Danny! Remember to keep stargazing! -Gio"

[This is a fictional title and author I made up for the sake of the story. The original first two pages of this comic are based on an actual comic seen in the episode Kindred Spirits. I redrew them in my style, and the last panel shows that Danny put down the comic book to continue reading at a later date.]

A collection of books and a snow globe. The snow globe has a piece of the Andromeda galaxy stored inside, and the label says ANDROMEDA in canon ghost speech.

The green book is titled Native Plants of the Gardens and is written in canon ghost speech.

The purple book is titled Time Travel: Don't Fuck It Up and is written in fanon ghost speech developed by @five-rivers

The yellow book is titled People and Their Choices and is written in a font called Galaxia (I forgot where I found it)