#SO many thoughts head FULL!!!

[eurosleazarchive]

thought about sadie being possessed again but instead of just a demon, it's some sort of eldritch abomination squeezing itself into her form. bullets won't work, dear-- why would you hurt sadie? she didn't do anything wrong. you try to hurt the monster and you hurt her in turn. you can certainly try to separate the two but...are you really ready to risk sadie's life on the line?

the end is coming. she will be its herald. it will be beautiful.

[bookwyrminspiration]

WOO WOO ELLIOT ELLIOT ELLIOT!! WOO!!! THE GOLDEN BOY THE LEGEND THE ICON THE KID WITH THE WORLD ON HIS SHOULDERS AND NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER!! THE BOY TURNED INTO A SYMBOL AGAINST HIS WILL!! WHO PLAYED THE GAME BECAUSE HE THOUGHT STRUGGLE WAS HOPELESS UNTIL HE REALIZED HIS RESIGNMENT ONLY PERPETUATED THAT FALSE TRUTH!!! ELLIOT RAMIREZ!!

[almond-tofuuu]

Life with Zayne

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An aesthetic

this man has taken over my life someone pls help, he's all I think about-

[kinnbig]

I thought we hadn't got out yet.

[yrsonpurpose]

RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE (2023) Can you take a walk with me?

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 4 - Nuthin' but Boothill Edition

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 5] [Pt. 6]

[halorvic]

[damnamour]

[sctumsempra]

androgynous summer snape but make them sleepy!!!

[willowser]

bakugou watches the news while washing the dishes.

muted, because he wouldn't be able to hear the weatherman over the faucet, anyway, and his brow is furrowed in concentration — at both his hands and the forecast for next week. behind him on the stove the kettle warms and you eye it lazily, jumping back and forth from it to the way bakugou's muscles shift beneath his shirt as he scrubs.

sometimes it amazes you, the strength he's built within his body — the broad span of his shoulders as he rolls them, sleeves almost too tight for his biceps, and the rest of the material hangs loose on his body, swaying off his tiny waist as he swaps weight from one foot to the other — but you know it hasn't come easy; even now, from where you're sitting, the heavy, pink scarring on his cheek is visible when he tips his head down.

you stand quietly, shuffling across the tile of the kitchen until you're close enough to wrap your arms around him. bakugou says nothing as you press your cheek into his back, only peeking over his shoulder when you press a gentle kiss into his soft cotton tee.

"thank you for spoiling me," you murmur, nuzzling further into him when you receive only a grunt, one you feel more than hear. "the food was really good, sweetie-pea."

the silly name makes him snort and he shakes his head when you hum, amused. dinner has made you full and tired and you lean a little further into him than you maybe should, though if he minds at all, he doesn't show it. instead he just sighs, breath stuttering when you slip your hands under the loose material to gently run over his stomach. just like you, he's soft, a tummy full of food, but it's not long before his abdomen is contracting, muscles suddenly tight under your touch.

you laugh quietly into his shoulder, holding back the urge to bite him. "are you flexing, tough guy?"

"shuddup," he grumbles, shifting his weight once more. "...bein' fuckin' touchy."

at that you inch closer, now purposely much too in his space — and yet he still doesn't push you away. around his shoulder, you watch him run a soapless plate under the water for almost two minutes before his focus returns and he moves on, and then you do bite him, because you can't help it.

bakugou hisses and jerks away when your teeth sink into his bicep, flushed face made more obvious as he turns to glare down at you. before he can get a word in, you kiss him in the center of his chest, over the scars of his heart, and offer him a sweet smile.

"love you,"

his eyes dart away on instinct, embarrassed, but he's been working on his vulnerability; his lips twist once before he's pressing them into your hairline, leaning back against you in return as the kettle starts to squeal.

"drink your tea, woman," he grunts, nuzzling into you the tiniest bit before letting you free. "love you, too."

[skywerse]

114 fucked me up but I think it fucked chip up even more

I've already mentioned this on twitter, but dude,,, the way chip's unconditional trust and understanding for gill led him into that trap is so fucked up and evil

when gill returns with his skin intact, chip doesn't question it. the sheer relief of having him back overshadows all the discrepancies

even when gill asks to see the leviathan bones, chip agrees to go with him, maybe somewhat reluctantly, but he understands its importance to gill

when gill asks him not to turn on the light, chip obeys without hesitation, trusting gill's judgment of the situation

when gill barricades the door, chip doesn't question it either. he believes it will make them both safer

even after discovering that it's not the real gill, chip refuses to inflict lethal harm because, in some sense, it's still gill

and as real gill is about to die, chip screams at jay to prioritize getting him out first. he even argues with real gill about this-

this episode perfectly shows chip's devotion to gill LIKE

he would willingly let gill take him by the hand and lead him into a pitch-black laboratory because, after all, why shouldn't he follow? It's gill, and gill would never trick him or intend to harm him,,,

[avephelis]

mutant cass is the creature that lives in my brain

[russellius]

george russell explains his race seat

[sangpires]

astarion does the talking in my party...

[kinnbig]

nodt + tong via ig 😳🥺

[yume-fanfare]

angels