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mike milligram will always be hot
#brits4gerardway#SMACKING that post button#mike milligram#killjoys#killjoys national anthem#danger days#tlotfk#my chemical romance#mcr#which reminds me i havent read national anthem in 2+ years i need to reread again
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Other People's Meta Knight: Wise, controlled, caring, the perfect father figure
Dess’s Meta Knight: ...... :awkward cough:
Not that Meta Knight pulled this on him a lot, but it must be said Noir in his first few years at Dream Land was kind of a disaster.
He had searched till his last breaths for the sister he doomed so they can die together, only to wake up, alive, in what amounts to a paradisiacal dream world of a planet: where the weather is always perfect, food grows on trees, no one stays hurt...and he is alone.
This should have been her paradise... The guilt must have been nearly unbearable.
Luckily, the Surviving Guardian is well versed in guilt.
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Anyway, don't try this at home! >.>
#cw: suicide ideation#cw: violence#cw: angst#ask to tag#Apologies AU#Apologies AU AU#White-Haired Noir#Noir Fontaine#Dess Art Post#Been a while since I've drawn MK and White-Haired Noir#PS: Though undepicted the smack was not out of nowhere#I imagine it came after Noir said something very hurtful to MK (who had already stopped him once) about wishing to die...#These two fall into a rhythm fairly quickly and actually become really close but...it was an extremely rough beginning...#(Random Apologies Lore: Noir receives Adeleine's recovered gold button from Kirby in DL 3 in exchange for his heart-star)#(They don't fight in that game though. Noir's too sad - and too bad at fighting for real still XD - to be a boss fight in DL3)#(Anyway he then goes on to use Ado's button as a cloak pin! So the lack of it here indicates this is pre-DL3!)#(Also his green tabard and gray undershirt are meant to echo Adeleine's outfit. The ankle boots he kept from his original outfit.)#Meta Knight
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Commission me? :3
Feel free to send me an ask or dm, or email me at [email protected] !! Payment can either be through ko-fi or paypal 💖
Character prices:
$40 for a full body, fully colored and shaded
$35 for a full body, flat color only
$30 for a half body, fully colored and shaded
$25 for a half body, flat color only
Add an interesting background for $5
Add fancy colored lineart for $5 (see top left, top right, and bottom left drawing examples)
(Sorry for the kinda poor quality here-- you can ask to see high quality versions of any of these, or check out my art blog @clandestine-crayons !)
Please note that I won't draw super nsfw stuff! Lingerie is okey dokey, but nothing beyond that 👍
Painting prices:
$50 for a digital oil painting, featuring a landscape and/or creature of your choice (see middle row of painting examples)
$35 for a rougher digital oil pastel painting, featuring a landscape and/or creature of your choice (see top and bottom painting examples)
Doodle prices:
$3 gets you a quick doodle of a silly little goober, yippee!! ��� Now digital and colored! ✨️
This is my first time doing commissions, so apologies if anything is a lil wonky!
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i think another one of the little friendship bonding moments for limochi is that young lime would bring a lot of multiplayer games over to mochis house because he had no one else to play them with and this habit continues for the rest of their friendship
#it started with competative multiplayer games and gradually started to introduce collaberative multiplayer too#mochi hates the pvp games because lime always smokes her#post-witch she starts using magic to help her win the games and it turns into one of those things where theyre yelling at each other#because limes like (FUCKING CHEATER DONT USE MAGIC TO HELP YOU SPAM THE BUTTON)#and she goes (ITS NOT CHEATING IF ITS AN INNATE ABILITY!!!!!)#lime trying to smack the controller out of her hand while also trying to win#anyway i was watching ryan and shane play a way out and i think mochi and lime would be into that
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sheriff titties = shitties
#i won’t allow myself a moment more to think about this before smacking that post button#shoutout to jimmy solidaritygaming’s villain arc for this thought#cinderstuff#should i tag jimmy properly…#sure lmao#solidaritygaming#empires smp
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Can always tell when I accidentally followed a cr.ypto TE.RF bc my recommended posts will suddenly be. Well.
#if youre wondering how this has happened more than once listen man sometimes i see one post and then just smack that follow button#anyway i always find them in the end bc crypt.os are not nearly as smart/sneaky as they think they are
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I'm not normally a very confrontational person, much less a violent one, but when someone hurts a transfem I actually need to go at them with gnashing teeth and sharp claws. Ladies call me up anytime I'd love to commit murder for you and will take pride in what I've done to that fucker.
You are love and you are light. You are gorgeous and amazing because you choose to know yourself. It is so scary to look inside but what you've found there is the greatest thing you could ever imagine: yourself. You are everything to me and I hope you are even more to yourself. You deserve love and I will carve it for you from my own flesh if I have to. Good morning and goodnight to all my beautiful trans sisters, I love you all so much.
#the transmasculine urge to protect my women#you're all my women you're all my sisters i love you so much you deserve the world#all exaggeration aside i like. genuinely feel no greater rage over anything.#like i am shaking like a chihuhua rn i need to kill ben shapiro with my own hands#transphobia mention#transgender#trans woman appreciation post#transfem appreciation#i hope y'all appreciate that i made this post interactive. i got polls now it would be a shame to not use them#reblogs welcome#reblogs encouraged#we need more blatant love and affection for the transfems in our life amiright lads#reblog to give your favorite transfem a kiss on the forehead and a firm smack to her enemies#yes there is an obligatory vanilla extract. you monkeys. push the button#lgbtq#lgbt#lgbtqia+#trans pride#trans love#trans appreciation#i fucking love you gals so much
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All we're learning from the smash or pass meme is that Krem most definitely is an equal opportunity lay.
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GET THEESE FUCKING TEETH OFF MY DASH
#I can’t even screenshot a full post anymore#the create post button being in the way of my screen was bad enough#what’s the plan here?#you gonna keep adding little fucking stamps and shit until I can’t see posts anymore#just put the next one right smack dab in the middle of the screen whe dontcha#I freaking dare you#get me off this miserable app
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my psychosis vs. my love of horror: FIGHT
#[video game fight music] [character idle animations] [wild blur of movement froms a button masher defeating a skilled button enjoyer]#[loud narratoe voice] FINISH HIM#((it is my delusions smacking my brain repeatedly with a stick as i try to gæme. i am psychotic. i have lost and now i am Afraid))#my post
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LET👏HIM👏SMACK👏
#animal#cat#cute shit#wholesome shit#LET HIM SMACK!!!#it is his destiny!!#also I want that button#shut up sumi#queued post
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I'm at the top of the aitsf tag. Thank you all for this monumentous achievement
#now please look at the moirail stuff i posted the other day <3#smack that green button if you can the one that looks like some arrows going in a rectangle yeah that guy you got it#harper babbles
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That's it, I'm reporting every pro-ana post I see put in the arfid tag. I'm sick of u noodles that I can't blacklist because you have to tag shit in leetspeak
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answer the call pairing: reader x bsf!rafe synopsis: rafe fucking his best friend while she's on the phone with her boyfriend warnings: smut, piv, unprotected sex, possessive rafe MDNI! - wc: 1k it's the fourth day of my birthday week celebration!!! god, i spent the entire day running around my apartment doing chores bc i refuse!!! to do chores on my actual birthday n now i'm so tired i might go right to sleep ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
rafe had you on all fours on your canopy bed, holding onto one of the posts for dear life as he pounded into you, the bed swaying every time he thrust his cock into you, one of his hands gripping onto your hair while the other rested on your ass, occasionally giving it a sharp smack, causing you to let out a noise that was between a gasp and a yelp.
"aww, look at you." rafe cooed mockingly with a tug at your hair, the blonde panting behind you "so fucking desperate for me to fuck you. bet your little loser boyfriend can't fuck you like you need to be fucked, hm?"
you hated the words that were leaving his lips, but you couldn't deny that he was right; your boyfriend definitely couldn't satisfy you the way rafe always seemed to be able to do, he couldn't hit that spongy spot that caused you to curl your toes, or rub your clit in the way that caused your back to arch off the bed. not like rafe did.
"say it," rafe commanded, "say that he can't-"
rafe let out an annoyed growl when he was interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing on the nightstand. his initial plan was to tell you to ignore it, but when he saw who it was, he got a whole new idea, a grin taking over your lips.
"answer it."
"w-what?" you looked back at rafe with furrowed brows, thinking that he must be joking, but as he continued to pound into you, there was no sign of hesitation on his face, only a wide, cruel grin.
you reached for your phone from the nightstand, rafe slowing his pace as you looked at the caller id with widened eyes, almost waiting for it to change into something else, but clear as day, there was your boyfriend's name, along with the contact photo you set for him, a picture of you two taken at a carnival.
"do it before i do it for you." rafe mumbled as he bent to press a small kiss to the back of your neck, grabbing your ass roughly. and hesitantly, you pressed the green button visible on the screen as rafe pulled out of you.
"h-hi, babe." you said, trying your best to steady your breathing as rafe teased your entrance with the tip of his cock, the hand that was in your hair just moments ago going down to rub your clit.
"hey, everything good?" the voice on the other line asked, and you had to hold back a moan by biting down on your lip as rafe's middle finger brought some of your arousal to your clit, starting to slowly rub the puffy bud.
"yeah, everything's good." you chuckled, "i was just working out."
when you said that, you felt rafe's tip slowly starting to enter you, stretching your walls as you tried not to let out any noise, your boyfriend going on a tirade about something that you honestly couldn't give two shits about at that moment.
rafe continued moving in and out of you, at first at a slow pace, slowly building it up; all the while your boyfriend was talking, and you occasionally let out noncommittal hums and 'mmhm's, but the harder rafe was fucking you, the harder it was to concentrate on anything other than him, and trying to keep quiet felt like rocket science at that point, and you were starting to taste blood in your mouth from how hard you were biting down on your lip.
"i-i gotta go." you said into the phone, nearly panting, "i'll see you later." you said, hanging up before he could even get a word in, feeling the band in your stomach getting closer and closer to snapping, letting out a moan you'd held in for too long the moment that you were off the call as rafe started pounding into you relentlessly.
"say it." rafe commanded behind you, your eyes squeezed shut, your mind hazy with pleasure, confused as to what he was talking about. "say that your boyfriend can't fuck you the way i fuck you."
you were a panting mess as he continued hitting the spot inside of you that only he seemed able to reach; a part of you didn't want to say it, didn't want to give him the satisfaction, but the moment the palm of his hand landed on your ass, you yelped, the pleasure almost overwhelming.
"h-he-"
"nuh-uh. your boyfriend."
you let out a small whine when he corrected you, trying to steady your erratic breathing as he continued thrusting in and out of you.
"m-my boyfriend... can't fuck me the way you do..."
"atta girl." rafe chuckled behind you, and the way his fingers continued circling your clit while he pounded into you from behind was getting almost overwhelming, and rafe could tell that you were getting closer by the way you were starting to clench around him, the blonde letting out a groan, "gonna come in this pretty pussy..." he mumbled, "she's practically begging me to... wants me to show her who she belongs to..."
a part of you wanted to protest, but you were so close that your mind was clouded by all the bliss he was making you feel, the world around you getting so hazy that you couldn't bring yourself to care as long as you got to come.
and as soon as you felt the band in your stomach snap, rafe's cock buried deep inside of you, he couldn't help the almost animalistic groan that left his lips, warm pumps of cum filling you up
#rafe cameron#outer banks#rafe cameron x reader#drew starkey#outer banks fanfiction#rafe fanfiction#rafe x reader#rafe outer banks#rafe imagine#rafe smut#rafe fic#rafe obx#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron outer banks#outer banks smut#obx#obx season 4#outer banks fic
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A Life Worth Fighting For
Five Hargreeves x Fem!reader
A/N: It's time we all got our five back. Five needs y/n, in every timeline. If I'm honest, I don't want to read anything more about this Five/Lila relationship. For me that never happened. From now on I'll be posting the stories that I've already finished writing
Warnings: spoilers for season 4 episode 5-6
The air shimmered with energy as Five and Lila landed in yet another timeline, they found themselves in a cozy, well-kept house that radiated warmth and comfort. The scent of fresh coffee hung in the air, mingling with the subtle fragrance of flowers from somewhere nearby.
Lila glanced around, her brow furrowed with suspicion. “This doesn’t look like any of the timelines we’ve been to,” she muttered, her hand instinctively moving toward the handle of the knife strapped to her thigh. “Too quiet, too… perfect.”
Five didn’t respond immediately. He was scanning the room, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. The polished wooden floors, the cushy furniture, the family photos lining the walls—it was all so domestic, so ordinary. It felt like the calm before a storm, and after seven years of battling against the odds in a timeline where everything was wrong, he couldn’t trust it.
“We need to be careful,” Five said finally, his voice low. “This place looks safe, but it’s too familiar. We could be in one of those timelines where something’s just a bit off.”
“Like that time where your younger self shot at us??” Lila quipped, her lips curving into a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes.
“Exactly,” Five replied, the memory flashing through his mind. “Let’s find out where we are and who’s running the show here.”
Just as he was about to suggest searching the house, the door to the living room swung open. Both Five and Lila instinctively tensed, ready for whatever was about to step through.
But what they saw caught them completely off guard.
Another Five stood in the doorway, looking just as surprised as they were. This version of Five was dressed casually, in a button-down shirt and jeans, a far cry from the suits that the time-traveling Five was used to. He looked… settled.
“What the—” the other Five started, his eyes narrowing as he processed the scene before him. “What are you doing in my house?”
Five stepped forward, his gaze locked onto his counterpart. “We’re from a different timeline” he said, his voice steady.
The other Five’s eyes widened in recognition, then narrowed again with suspicion. “A different timeline? What do you want?”
Before Five could respond, Lila spoke up, her tone laced with annoyance. “Listen, mate, we don’t want to be here any more than you want us to be. We’re just trying to get back to our own timeline, but we’ve been stuck in the wrong one for seven years. Seven years!���
The other Five’s expression softened slightly, though the wariness didn’t leave his eyes. “Seven years? What happened?”
Five took a deep breath, trying to steady himself as memories of those long, grueling years came rushing back. “We got trapped,” he explained, his voice quieter now. “No way out. We were stuck there for what felt like a lifetime. And… well, we ended up together.”
For a moment, there was silence. The other Five’s eyes flicked between his counterpart and Lila, his expression growing darker with each passing second. “You ended up together?” he repeated, disbelief coloring his tone. “You and her?”
Five nodded, bracing himself for the reaction he knew was coming.
The other Five’s jaw tightened, and without warning, he stepped forward and smacked his counterpart on the back of the head. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he snapped, his voice a mix of anger and incredulity. “Do you even know what you’ve done?”
Lila’s eyes flashed with anger, but Five raised a hand to stop her from retaliating. “I didn’t have a choice,” he said, though even as he spoke the words, he knew how weak they sounded.
“There’s always a choice!” the other Five shot back, his anger unabated. “You’re telling me that in seven years, you never once thought about the consequences? About Diego? He’s her husband in our timeline, for Christ’s sake! They have three kids together!”
Five flinched at the mention of Diego, a pang of guilt stabbing through him. “I don't have a girlfriend or wife,” he said defensively, the words tumbling out before he could stop them. “I have no one.”
At this, the other Five’s anger seemed to shift, turning into something more like pity. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Because you gave up,” he said quietly. “You gave up on yourself, and you gave up on your family.”
For a long moment, Five couldn’t find the words to respond. The weight of what his counterpart was saying pressed down on him like a lead blanket. Had he really given up? Had he allowed himself to lose sight of everything that mattered because he was too tired, too lost, to keep fighting?
The silence between them grew heavy, filled with all the unspoken regrets and what-ifs of a life that could have been.
“Look,” the other Five said, his voice softer now, “I know how easy it is to get lost in this mess, to lose sight of who you are and what you want. But you can’t just throw everything away because things get hard. You have to fight for what matters.”
Five looked down, his hands curling into fists at his sides. He wanted to believe that it wasn’t too late, that he could still find the life he’d always wanted, the love he’d convinced himself was out of reach. But the last seven years had left him scarred, beaten down by a world that had taken so much from him.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of laughter coming from outside. He looked up and saw that the other Five was gazing out the large bay window, a small smile on his lips.
Five followed his gaze and felt his heart clench at the sight that greeted him.
In the garden, a beautiful pregnant woman was playing with a little girl, who looked to be around four years old. The woman’s laughter was like music, her face glowing with happiness as she twirled the giggling child around in her arms. The little girl had a mop of dark hair and eyes that sparkled with mischief—eyes that Five recognized all too well.
“That’s Y/n,” the other Five said softly, his voice filled with warmth. “And that’s our daughter, Maddie.”
Five stared at him, his mind reeling. “I want what you have,” he said finally, his voice barely a whisper. “I want… her.”
The other Five nodded, his expression firm but not unkind. “Then fight for it,” he said. “Don’t give up on yourself. Don’t give up on her.”
Five’s throat tightened as he watched them, his heart aching with a longing he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in years. This was it. This was what he had wanted, what he had fought so hard to protect but had never truly believed he could have. A family. A home. A life filled with love.
He could have had this. He could have had her.
“I can’t believe…” Five started, but his voice broke, and he had to swallow the lump in his throat. “I can’t believe I gave this up.”
“You didn’t,” the other Five said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Not yet. You still have a chance to find her. You still have a chance to make this life your own.”
Five closed his eyes, trying to block out the overwhelming tide of emotions threatening to drown him. He didn’t deserve this—this kindness, this hope. But he wanted it more than anything. He wanted to find his y/n, to have his own Maddie, to fight for a life worth living.
When he opened his eyes again, he found the other Five watching him, a knowing look in his eyes.
“Go,” the other Five said gently. “Find her. Fight for her.”
Five nodded, and then turned to Lila, who had been watching the exchange in silence. She looked at him with a mixture of sadness and understanding, knowing that whatever they had shared was over.
“We should go,” Five said softly, his eyes meeting Lila’s. her expression unreadable, and with a final nod to the other five, he teleported them both away, leaving the other Five standing alone in the quiet house.
A few moments later, the front door opened, and Y/n and Maddie walked in, their faces flushed with happiness from their time in the garden. Y/n smiled warmly at Five, the love in her eyes undeniable as she approached him.
“Everything okay?” she asked, a note of concern in her voice as she noticed the tension in his posture.
Five looked at her, his heart swelling with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he kissed her gently on the lips.
“Everything’s perfect,” he murmured against her lips, his voice filled with emotion. “I’m just… so happy that I have you. You’re my one true love, y/n. No one else. Just you.”
Y/n smiled, her eyes shining with love as she leaned into his embrace. “I love you too,” she whispered, resting her head against his chest.
Five held her close, the weight of everything that had just happened slowly fading away as he focused on the warmth of her body against his, the sound of her heartbeat, the soft rise and fall of her breath. This was his life, his family, his everything.
And he wouldn't give that up for anything in the world...timeline or not.
#five hargreeves imagines#five hargreeves x reader#five hargreeves x you#number five imagine#number five x reader#the umbrella academy#number five#number five one shot#five hargreeves
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can you write headcanons of dating matt, fluff, smut and just all that would come with dating him? pleaseeee🥰
ੈ✩‧₊˚ MATT HEADCANONS ˚.°: ₊˚ ୨
— matt sturniolo x fem reader —
— warnings, fluff, suggestive, cockwarming, smut!!
fluff:
• anytime you guys are out in public he tends to zone out or exclude himself from conversations and he just sits and traces lines and circles along your palms
• whenever you guys go out to eat he always lets you try the first or last bite of his food so you know if you want to get that instead next time
• he always buttons and zips your jackets or cardigans for you when you guys are in a rush
• he always reminds you to put a jacket or socks on when it’s cold outside
• he purposely does or watches things he knows you like right in front of you so that you get excited and tell him all about it
• he always keeps a few of your favorite snacks in the car and in his nightstand
• you two are always in comfortable silence with each other
• he’s always getting random candid shots without you knowing and smiling to himself
• he leaves small romantic notes for you to find sometimes when he has to leave early for work in the mornings
suggestive/smut:
• he smacks and squeezes your ass any chance he gets
• he loves cockwarming
• he’s usually a soft dom and very patient with you
• he showers you with kisses and whispers sweet nothings into your ear after sex
• he offers you his clothes to get dressed in after sex
• he teases you leaving sloppy, wet, open mouthed kisses all up and down your body until you’re so desperate you’re basically thrusting your hips forward for friction and whining
• he often he swirls his tongue around your jaw and ear and groans into your skin since he knows how much you love to hear him
• he loves making you feel good with his fingers he also loves to foreplay and tease and will drag it on for a long while before actually penetrating
a/n: very short matt head canons while i finish up part two of virulent love! it might be a few days before it’s posted since im over at my friends house rn but u guys have been showing so much support to the series already and i’m so excited for u guys to read the rest <3
#chris sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#nicolas sturniolo#sturniolos#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo smut#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo x reader#matt stuniolo fanfic#matt sturniolo x reader#matthew sturniolo#mattsturniolo#matt x reader#christophersturniolo#chris sturniolo imagine#chris sturniolo x reader#chris x reader#nick sturniolo x reader#nick x reader#matt sturniolo texts#matt sturniolo imagine#matt sturniolo oneshot#matt sturniolo smut#matt sturniolo drabble#matt sturniolo fluff#matt sturniolo fanfic#matt sturniolo headcanon#matt sturniolo blurb
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