#Not my pookie please

[alcalystrasz]

Stranger Things 5 spoiler!

So we can definitely hear a voice screaming for Steve to run. Question is, who's voice is it? I can identify 2 voices, either it is Will's either it is Dustin's.

Dustin's voice could be possible because he's close to Steve and also because the last word "RUN!!!" with this voice reminds me a lot of Gaten's. And Dustin screams a lot. And he has a sharp voice, so it is probably him.

It could also be Will's voice, even though it isn't too similar. Maybe it's because they filmed too far away, but it could be his. But it might be a little weird since Will and Steve never really interacted together. But this season might change it all, who knows? Maybe, since Steve knows about Robin being Queer, maybe he and Will are going to be closer to each other and he could realize that he is Queer too.

Also, if Jonathan dies like I said in my theories, it'd make more sense since Jonathan is for now the only one that knows about his brother's sexuality.

Or maybe, we will finally have the Stonathan duo! I really wish they can be good friends. So it could be also Jonathan's voice, even though it looks more like Dustin's

In the second recording we can hear a director ask for Vecna, probably, to grab someone's throat. Either it is Steve's or someone else's. But this time, the "RUN!!" doesn't look like Dustin's voice, it's more Jonathan's. It's all ambiguous but the only thing I hope isn't going to happen is Steve's death.

By the way, Joe Keery said that "Good things are going to happen to Steve", did my man lied? Or is that part of the good things ;-;

[rymheg]

KH2 Riku from DDD's opening screencap redraw

[just-a-silent-sorcerer]

Was practicing poses but it turned into a desperate beg for certain demon cat to not kill him

[giddlygoat]

[frenchublog]

[caramel-maveeato]

𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ♡˚₊。。。

❧❤ SYNOPSIS: a private moment with your (lovable) red-headed bastard can lead to something a lot… harder.  ♡ Pairings/Love interest: Akabane Karma x GN!reader ♡ Genre: suggestive, fluff ♡ TW: sexual theme (but no you’re NOT having sex), a lot of kissing, boner (Karma’s), cursing, Karma is a simp, awkward virgins. ♡ Word count: 2.3k

Note: All characters originated from “Assassination Classroom” except for y/n.  All characters are 18 or older. English is not my first language!!! Sorry in advance if I make any grammar and vocabulary mistakes.

Akabane Karma likes to control other people. 

He’s cocky. He’s sadistic. He’s a little piece of shit. Not that he’d be a toxic control freak in a romantic relationship, Karma still thrives on that feeling of holding power over someone, aided by a heart full of love for dominance and a twisted idea of justice. Oh god, he’s a fucking menace. 

Yet he finds himself being reduced to uncontrollability the moment you crashed into his life.

It’s uncomfortable and it hurts his gigantic ego. But when you throw that ridiculously pretty smile at him, when you giggle in a heart-achingly adorable sound when he tells a good joke, when you flip him off so badass-ly as his bullshit irritates you, the list goes on—what should’ve been a stab to his pride suddenly turns into tender sparks of light in his stomach. 

Akabane Karma knows he’s severely fucked. 

But hey, he has no mind to be thinking all that now. Even his most favorite superhero or whatever movie is fading into the background, leaving only thoughts and appreciation for the pleasant weight he holds dear to his lap, for every sweet sound of breathlessness as his lips dance with his partner’s. Karma doesn’t care about anything else but you right now, let alone giving a shit about that unimportant throb of shame at how desperate he’s being. 

“Open your mouth a bit more…” Your boyfriend murmurs. His soft, plump lips coaxing yours to part further, creating more space for his greedy invasion. 

You oblige immediately. Karma wastes no time tracing your warm tongue with his own, sucking gently on your bottom lip. His hands move from your hips to the underside of your thighs, tugging you even impossibly closer even though there is already no distance left between you two. 

Kiss after kiss after kiss. Each one drives him mad with a turbulent need for more. Like a limitless void nothing could ever fill up but you. You. 

You’ve destroyed him. 

“Karma…” You breathe out against his lips, your own deliciously kiss-swollen and you could tell the redhead almost rushes to chase after them again just by his impatient look. “I… Break’s over, I still need to finish that essay.”

Karma gives you an unapproved look, his voice low and rough from kissing for what felt like five minutes straight. “Oh c’mon, you just gotta ruin the mood, huh?”

It’s not like you want to abandon the fun either. But you have no choice, this research paper is due at midnight and worth a hundred points. As much as it pains you to separate from your unbelievably charming boyfriend during such a passionate moment, you have to lock in. “You mean I should save the mood and ruin my grade instead?”

Karma argues stubbornly. “Why care so much? I can just help you finish it later. Easy.”

“The offer is appreciated, but this is my education so… No.”

Your determination has Karma roll his eyes in annoyance. Holding eye contact, he slowly closes the distance in to press a kiss on your chin, his stupidly handsome face does a great job at slipping the seductive act through your guard. “Not even five more minutes?” 

You hesitate, heart thumping as loud and clear as a drum. “No.”

“Hmm…” You feel his soft mouth on your jaw this time, following a path down the side of your neck. And before you can even gather all those strength left and tell him off, your head already automatically tilts to give him more access, earning a satisfied chuckle from your darling devil. “I promise will make it worth your precious time.” 

It’s unrealistically hard to refrain from giving in when he’s like this, and Karma knows that fact very well. He’s extra observant when it comes to people he cares about, so imagine the tenfold effort since you’re literally on top of his pyramid. 

The way you’re so obviously fascinated with him is just enhancing his chance to break that paper-thin wall you called “I still have to work.”

His hot breath fans your skin as he inhales deeply and exhales, relishing the sweet scent he’s grown too attached to. Karma draws soft kisses on your pulse point while his calloused fingers travel up your spine, creating lines of goosebumps despite the T-shirt you’re wearing. His low mumble muffles against your neck. “You’ve been on that laptop all day, can’t even spend a few more minutes entertaining your boyfriend?”

Meeting your protesting gaze, Karma only tilts his head innocently, piercing Mercury eyes sparkling with both mischief and victory, and adoration too, just for you. “What? I thought you said you love me.”

To be fair, that class is just a random elective you take that has nothing to do with your major. So since his very first offer to ditch the assignment, you already made up your mind to do just that. But dating this arrogant little brat, you sometimes can’t withstand the urge to play hard to get. “Fine…”

Seeing that familiar shit-eating grin blooming on his face, you quickly add. “Only because you won’t stop complaining.”

“Yeah yeah, as if you aren’t also bored out of your ass reading those 5 feet long documents.”

You roll your eyes, yet feel no annoyance as you warmly bring your hand up to cup his cheek, thumb brushing across the soft skin that had dusted rosy from the previous affection. Suddenly, you want to see even more of that pink tint as something in your chest floats gently on air when he leans into your palm. 

“Kiss me again.”

Karma raises his eyebrows ever so slightly at the sound of your voice, then smirks. “Oh? You want me to do what? Couldn’t quite catch it.”

You want to get mad, although embarrassment and giddiness kind of overcrowd that specific emotion, plus you can’t really deny that Karma’s hypnotizing way of acting smug is one of those traits that wooed you in the first place. “Kiss me again before I change my mind.” 

“How bossy.” He lets out a pleased snicker. But instead of the persistent teasing like the bastard he is, you receive that lovely softness on your lips in no time. 

The taste of your lips always manages to knock the air out of his lungs and Karma was quick to feel his head spin again. Doesn’t matter if this is the nth time you’ve kissed, he just simply can’t take it. Not with that attitude of yours he finds so endearing, not with your thighs on either side of his hips, not with your sweet lips melting against his own in a silent declaration of fondness. 

Fuck. His first thought as you gently bite his lower lip, your fingers fluidly tangling in his hair. Every little action of yours easily becomes his weakness and you never miss a chance to exploit it. But oh fuck. He loves it. 

Karma is a human, he has limits. And here his beloved treats his poor self-control like a jump rope, hopping up and down and back and forth so naively while he fights for his life. One of his hands grips your thigh tightly, the other cups your jaw, tilting your face to his heart’s content as he devours your mouth. Nothing is enough. The need for more and more is escalating like vines crawling up a trellis once he’s gotten a taste of heaven. 

You two pull away after a long, breathless moment, panting for oxygen in spite of the mutual eagerness. Karma stares into your eyes, admiring the exquisite color of your irises between half-opened lids. That’s until he notices a purse of your reddened lips, forming a shy thin line as you slowly look down at his lap. 

Seated on his thighs, you, of course, feel it as clear as day that something is awake and poking at your lower stomach. You avert your gaze right after the discovery, however, since you’re still in the early stages of this relationship, just the sight of his excited tent is already enough to render you both speechless. 

Your boyfriend edges forward, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, shielding his expression. But judging from his pink ear, you suppose the prior smoking-hot make out session isn’t the only reason he’s seeming all bashful now. 

“Ignore it.” He mutters against your skin, his voice slightly strained. “I’ll calm down in a minute.”

“It’s alright, I don’t mind.” You answered, carding your fingers through his hair with wordless reassurance. Inexperienced most of his life due to trust issues, while it’s apparent that Karma tends to mask his vulnerability with brashness and confidence, you can still imagine how he feels right now must be similar to mentally being stripped naked for the first time, awkward and confused. 

And aroused. 

When you start rubbing his head, Karma still falls headfirst into your affection like a cat, welcoming in a small breath as his nose is once again stuffed with your scent. “Well, I guess I’m happy that you don’t mind.” 

Despite his relief that you’re not bothered by the unexpected fuss inside his pants, he’s still just a little bashful that you saw him at any moment that is not ‘cool.’ Yes, your kisses usually end up with him being more than a little worked up, but it’s not typically this… reactive. 

Not getting an answer from the redhead, you speak. “I mean it, Kar.” 

Internally giggling at the dumb nickname, you gently plant a peck on his temple, muttering into the soft, silk strands of crimson you wholeheartedly adore. “I don’t mind seeing your… ‘friend’ react to me so strongly. Honestly, isn’t it just trying to say you like me a lot?” 

You hear a tender sigh emit on the crease of your shoulder, either an abashed huff or a sheepish laugh. “You’re not helping, y’know.” 

You grin, patting his head. “Then stop hiding and tell me what’s gonna help.” 

“I’m not hiding.” 

Before you can resume your smugness, he continues, timidness too faint to be located in a pool of accusation. “It’s your fault, ‘s all your fault.”

Karma finally forces his own face out of the comfortable spot he was burying in. His cheeks are cherry red, almost identical to the beautiful shade of his hair. Oh, and it’s definitely tugging at your heartstrings, giddy but lingering like a rain pouring on thirsty earth. “How the hell is it supposed to be my fault?”

He rolls his eyes, smirking in an attempt to regain his composure. “See? You’re acting up and conveniently, I happened to find it hot.”

“You’re so ridiculous.” 

Karma only laughs in response. Not that he thinks you’ll be weirded out just because he has a physical reaction. It’s more of a personal thing for Karma because he hasn’t had much chance to open up to anyone in his life, so intimacy like this is kind of new and foreign and intimidating. He wants to take it slow so he doesn’t lose himself in the feeling. It’s impossible not to, though. 

“Now, since it was entirely your fault…” He drags out while staring at you with intense, calculated confidence. “Hurry up and fix what you’ve started.”

The previous shyness is already thrown far away behind his head so motherfucking fast it’s scary, you soon find yourself feeling small and cornered in his embrace. “...And how should I do that?”

A tiny pause goes by. Karma smiles lazily. “Kiss me.”

You blink, before returning the smile with a more challenging one. “Oho, sure you can handle it? I can see your… ‘brother’ hasn’t calmed down yet.” 

Karma can see you glancing down at his misbehaving problem, which is still standing there gloriously despite the betrayal inflicted on its owner. 

His throat feels thick and dry, forcing him to unconsciously gulp down. Karma reaches out a hand to grip your chin, tilting your head back up towards him. “What if I told you I don’t want to calm down?”

You look at his lips out of instinct, equally tempted even if you wish to conceal it. To conceal how much you’re aching to fulfill his request right away. “If you say so, don’t mind if it stays up that way for a bit longer.”

“Oh, I surely wouldn’t mind that.” The sentence’s finished with you getting engulfed in another kiss. 

This one is hard, bruising in a way, as if he’s trying to tell you something in between the flawlessly melded lips. Whatever that is, you might’ve said yes instantly if he worded it out loud. 

Each caress and whisper of your mingling mouths sends heat straight to his groin. Karma is a normal, healthy guy— a young adult whose hormone level is at the highest peak of his entire life. Especially now when he has his most favorite person on his lap, looking all gorgeous just for him and carrying out so perfectly the ultimate duty of loving him. Your warmth permeates like stars appearing between gathered clouds. Your touch blooms like unfurling flowers. Your everything feels like home. 

Not the empty house that burned loneliness in his skin, reminding him of a boy that was no different from a shadow in a world full of light. No, you feel like his real home. 

You mauled his sanity. You murdered his willpower. 

Karma’s self-control is purely non-existent in your vicinity. The night ended with your lips swelling and your clothes almost off. Almost. Your research essay’s been taken care of excellently under the hands of academic weapon Akabane Karma. Let’s just say it was a win-win.

A/N: So I caved in and actually wrote a Karma fanfic because I miss him so much and seeing those 10th anniversary on Twitter had me bawling I miss my sillies sm (especially shitty lil Karma my husband our kids miss him) Anyway hope you had fun reading. HAPPY KARMA'S DAY 🎄♥️

[eciiipsed]

"he's so me" i announce loudly about neil perry (i then proceed to be an exact clone of todd anderson)

[faithinlouisfuture]

MASTERCARD LIVE FROM DAVOS WITH LANDO NORRIS (x)

[fangirlforeversthings]

-I would never make it as a jedi cause the second i'm close enough to touch one of their arms there will be marriages💍🎀

[nina-s0]

Regulus and Narcissa. REGULUS AND NARCISSA!!

[gunsatthaphan]

#petition to release the frog jump 🐸

[dreamyblanket]

Sorry got overwhelmed by the horrors [sudden urge to draw kinito] and was unable to best them :[

[nerdywitchgeek]

Why is it that I see a movie and discover the love of my life in a bright yellow suit?

[niko-ur-local-moron]

Do you guys sometimes remember that even back when Katsuki's life was in danger, Izuku still couldn't bring himself to spell out his full name to Mandalay and still called him Kacchan and Mandalay had to broadcast his silly ass nickname all across the students

[hyolks]

man surprised to find that he is the most normal person in the room

[soapiesarts]

“Jason was Tim’s robin” “dick was Tim’s robin”-

stfu-

Wally was Barts flash argue with the wall.