#anton agrees

[whumpy-wyrms]

can someone turn me into a vampire so i can shapeshift into a bat and hide upside down in a dark abandoned attic forever thanks

actually can someone just turn me into a normal bat i don’t wanna be around humans anymore

[whereismyhat5678]

The image of this popped into my head while listening to this one song and I couldn’t stop thinking about it

It looks a little funky but it’s okay

He’s just a very sad man right now <:(

[not-poignant]

do you know when underline the gold is coming back on ao3 🥺 not to pressure u or anything, i just love the story so much

Underline the Gold is coming back in December! It will also probably be the highlight in January too. :D

Because Gold, Red and Blue all tag team each other in, in the world's weirdest side story relay, it means that sometimes a favourite side story gets a long rest, but I'm more than ready to bring Underline the Gold back and I have some exciting chapters for y'all that I've really been enjoying writing.

[kwangyanese]

in no way is eunseok a good singer nor does he have enough lines to get that .5 lol

[onyxbird]

Please enjoy this semi-cursed "Valentine" from one-episode wonder Anton Lebrun from Law and Order: Criminal Intent "Lost Children of the Blood," because the idea latched onto my brain and refused to leave:

(Canon line was "I could make you my next meal," BTW. His first line in the episode and to the character he was speaking to, which bafflingly worked for him.)

[enigma-queen]

So, I've been watching the ANTONBLAST release date trailer a lot as of yesterday, and boy howdy am I ever excited! The game looks great so far!

As always, I'm gonna be a little bit annoying about it and just say this: I'm a little disappointed we didn't see any of Danton or Nina in the trailer footage. BUT!

And this is big "but" here (heh), I did like a good amount of the footage we got. Plus, the voices for Anton, Annie and Satan are SUPER good! Also! A new boss fight teaser with that giant guy in an orange suit, which looks like a lot of fun.

The demo is free on Steam and Switch, and I will very likely pick it up on the latter to at least try out. I encourage you all to do the same.

[darlin-collins]

Imma say this once and for all

The new listeners>>>> the old listeners

[kyuala]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i just woke up from a dream where mark was my bf how do i go on living like normal after this 😭😭😭😭

[whumpy-wyrms]

You reblogging that halloween picture has awakened something in me I need a vampire Anton au so bad now

(I may even write it myself after I get caught up)

OH YOU’RE SOOO RIGHT

i have like a million ideas for a vampire Anton au it’s insane. like Anton as a vampire would literally be almost everything i love in a character, like this concept is too powerful for my brain to think about… there’s SO many different possibilities

i think Anton as a vampire would overall find humans very interesting and treat them decently ish but wouldn’t really view them as actual people because they are food for him. he’d be so so so possessive over his thrall if he had one but like sooo gentle when feeding because he genuinely doesn’t wanna hurt anyone and actually cares about the wellbeing of his human (kinda like his test subjects). he would take care of his human and spend time with them and get them everything they want cuz he’d want them to be happy there too. of course he can’t let his human go because they are his food source (he’d have very very strong mind control/hypnosis powers of course) but likeeee if I was the human.. i mean we’d probably become friends like i’d be fully okay with the arrangement and he’d trust me to have a bit more freedom!!!!

anyway Anton as a vampire is also very silly and weird. i like it when vampires can turn into bats so he can do that too. i think he’d just be so much fun to be around because he’d wanna learn more about humans and also talk a lot about vampire stuff too idk he’d just be really fun to talk to. but like, he likes blood. he LOVES blood and he’d be even more possessive over his human than he is in tllr. he wants his little human and their blood all to himself!!!!

also :DDD feel free to write it after u get caught up that’d be so cool!! no pressure ofc

[deliveringspookzandtreatz]

How much is a sinner are you?

"Iiiii think thats wrong. I should have wayyy higher than that."

"Haha, funny sex joke."

"...Thats good right?"

"Oh come on."

"Hm...whatever makes you sleep better I suppose"

[baliwisatatravel]

Bu Hermin Akhirnya Setuju Menikah Dengan Anton || Novel Romantis Terbaru

[chlorinecake]

✰ don’t give me that look | l.at oneshot

pairing: switch! producer boyfriend! anton x sub! f. reader

🇨​​💿 ​​🇳​​🇹​​🇦​​🇮​​🇳​​🇸 ꗃ SIZE KINK, kissing, lap sitting, tit & clit play, anton records a sex-tape in the studio, unprotected sex (back shots), roughly 1.8k words … !?

a/n: for @antonitty and her delusions - hope u like it bae !!

You sat idly on the studio couch, admiring your boyfriend from afar as he silently toggled with the sound desk, mixing a few rhythms.

Crossing your legs, you eyed him up and down, taking in the view of his focused frame.

“You’re pretty good at flicking and twisting those knobs, y’know?… I wonder how nice it’d be if you used that same energy to please me…”

He let out a soft breath, eyes still trained on the soundboard as he spoke, “Babe, you know I’d rather spend time with you… I just have to produce this track sample before tomorrow…”

“And then?…”

“I’m all yours,” he finished, flashing you a promising look through his shaggy bangs.

“Fineeee,” you agreed in a sarcastic tone, slightly rolling your eyes at him, “but can you let me try something on the record first?… it might help…”

Anton quirked a brow, turning to meet your face with his own intrigued one, “You mean like… singing?”

You simply nodded in response, just before promptly getting up from the couch to sit on his lap at the music desk.

He didn’t know what to do with his hands now that you were this close to him, so he simply rested them at each arm of the spinning chair.

“You might even learn a thing or two from me if you pay attention,” you went on, knowing that he’d smile at your playful words.

“Go ahead then, superstar… blow me away,” he whispered tauntingly, keeping his thighs firm as you adjusted yourself on top of him.

With his headphones secured around his head, Anton prepared himself to hear whatever it was that you wanted to add to the track project.

Pressing the red “record” button, you let the instrumental play for a few moments as you got a feel of the beat, this one sounding more R&B compared to his usually chill rhythms.

You started by toggling in a few bass notes on the drum-pad, watching Anton’s reflection in the soundproof screen ahead for any sign of reaction.

So far, he only bobbed his head slowly, still anticipating your next move.

That’s when you picked up the mic, bringing it to your lips and letting out the most pornographic moan you could muster.

Anton’s hands flew from the chair arms to take off his headphones, reaching forward to pause the track recording as you suddenly burst into a fit of giggles.

“Babe, what the hell?” He blushed, covering his face with one hand as butterflies rushed through his stomach, the sound of your moan replaying in his mind over and over, “this is serious, y’know?”

You turned around in his lap, taking in your boyfriend’s shy demeanor as you fought to hold back the laughter growing in your chest.

“What? Was it bad? I can do better if you want me to…,” you pouted, batting your eyelashes at him as he put his hands behind his head, slightly smirking at you despite the evidently nervous red flush of his cheeks, “you can even help me...”

“Don’t give me that look, ____,” he sighed, voice sounding a bit more raspy while still maintaining its usual softness.

Was it nerves?

Was he horny?…

Either way, it didn’t matter to you because he sounded so fucking hot right now—

“What look?” you pressed with a feigned expression of innocence before very intentionally wiggling in his lap a bit.

“Like you wanna be fucked,” Anton said with a wince at your actions, letting his eyelids fall slightly while looking down at you with a clenched jaw.

You couldn’t believe those words had left his mouth so smoothly, his confidence alone causing you to squeeze your thighs together, already feeling so eager for him…

You couldn’t handle it when he behaved so switchy with you… starting off all shy before gradually becoming more and more bold.

His eyes eventually wandered back to the soundboard, so you took it as an opportunity to change the subject.

“You never told me if it was bad or not,” you started in the silence, mind just now becoming aware of Anton slowly getting harder beneath you.

“Well,” he hummed, letting his hands leave his head and slip down to your hips, “it was a solid 50-50, if I’m being honest…”

You scoffed dramatically, an offended hand flying to your chest, “How so?”

“Because… I always love the sounds you make for me, but not when you force them…”

His grip on your hips was firm now, holding you in place before just barely rocking you against his lap in skilled motions.

Despite the simplicity of his actions, your body started to feel dizzy with desire, mind fogging up as his clothed tip continued grinding beneath your core.

“Anton—”

“Shhh,” he interrupted, the feeling of his breath below your ear making you internally shiver, a feathery yet steady groan escaping his lips.

“Can I try something now?” he asked breathlessly, even though the question sounded more like a declaration than a proposal of permission.

“Mhmm,” you nodded submissively, eyes feeling heavy as the warmth amongst your bodies only grew, thanks to how stuffy the studio was.

Clicking the sound desk back on “record,” Anton slipped his headphones over your head, feeling himself get even hotter at how cute you looked in this moment, his chunky earmuffs barely fitting around your much smaller head.

By now though, Anton had easy access to your lower half, given the high-pleated-skirt you decided to wear that day.

You almost felt like half of your body escaped to another planet when Anton’s touch started to wander lower, his hands practically covering the entire expanse of your exposed thighs given how big they were.

His breath remained steady in this moment, despite how his heart kept stuttering like a broken record.

Or perhaps, a sexually excited one…

The subtle movements of your legs helped Anton to shimmy your panties down past your hips, all the way down to your ankles, and eventually the floor.

You sat with your soaking wet core atop your boyfriend’s lap now, two of his fingers soon finding your clit in slow, circular motions.

The thing was, Anton had finally let his intrusive thoughts win, having wanted to get a genuine recording of your moans for a while.

The idea always meddled in the back of his mind whenever you pranced into the studio while he was working on beats…

However, the only issue now was that you were feeling a bit shy with the recorder on again…

“C’mon baby, lemme hear you,” the boy nearly begged, words sounding a bit mumbled with the way he was kissing along your neck.

“I know you want to,” he taunted, free hand sliding up to grope your left tit while his other hand continued toying with your pussy, “no wonder you wore this slutty skirt for me today…”

His voice… it practically intoxicated you… the way it sounded so pure yet so condescending at the same time…

“F-fuck,” you stammered with a moan, furrowing your brows as his fingers applied pressure to your clit, the other hand slightly pinching your nipple as he knew just how to get you to those pretty sounds that he wanted out of you.

“Good girl~,” he whispered in a cooing manner, “but I know you can do better than that…”

He guided you to stand up on your wobbly legs, his fingers meddling with your slick as he towered behind you.

And although your ears were still muffed with his headset, you could clearly make out the sound of his belt unbuckling with tingly clinks, your pussy only pulsing with need.

Before you could even beg to be fucked, you felt one of Anton’s hands hike up your skirt, the other forcing your back to arch over the sound board as his hard length pressed between your folds.

He was way too fucking big, but part of you liked the idea of him potentially breaking you.

It wasn’t easy, but your boyfriend eventually slipped himself inside, letting his tip tease along the ridges of your heat before picking up the pace, the soft pants and occasional groans from his body sounding loud and clear thanks to the headphones you wore.

There was also something about hearing your own moans so audibly on top of his… hearing how he turned you into a whiny mess so easily…

Anton’s hazy eyes met your fucked out reflection in the glass screen ahead, your own vision wandering off to the sound wave reader on his music board.

The way it’s lines heightened with each desperate moan that left your sweaty bodies did nothing but crazy things to the knot tightening in your stomach.

“Touch me, Anton,” you practically whimpered, voice coming out in small hiccups given how hard he was pounding into you.

His hands were already so tight around your waist, but your whiny request let him know exactly where you wanted him… where you needed that extra intensity.

He went to grope your tits, lifting your body away from the sound board with ease as the sight of his flexed biceps nearly made you drool.

The pace of his hips remained fast and controlled as he continued fucking into you, the tip of his cock reaching so deep that you’re sure you felt it in your belly button.

Looking down, Anton saw that the recording had reached just over 3 minutes, despite how your pussy desperately clenched around him, a clear sign that you were close to finishing.

His mouth was full of saliva, not even remembering to swallow given how pleasure drunk he was right now.

And somehow, you caught onto this, turning your neck at an angle and guiding his plush lips to kiss you, only a few seconds passing before he inserting his tongue, grunting into your mouth.

“You sound so pretty, baby,” he said in between kissing you sloppily, right before taking his headphones off your head and tossing them on the couch, still connected to the music desk by a thin black wire, “listen…”

He whispered the last word against your lips, maintaining the most gentle look in his eyes as he kept bouncing your ass on his cock.

You meant to say something, but the weak cries of pleasure kept stalling your speech, the words becoming a jumbled mess in your head.

Anton’s strength helped to hold up your shaky body just as you felt your release gush around him, a bit of it seeping onto his thighs as he continued thrusting.

It didn’t take long for him to cum after that too, a beautiful series of moans spilling from his lips as he panted over you, letting his hand slide away to end the recording.

The screen read ‘5:18s’ before Anton reached over to save the track, leaving both of you shocked that you even finished that fast together…

Still a panting mess, your boyfriend held your hips close to his, letting his weight fall back in the spinning chair with you on top of him.

“We should totally do quickies in the studio more often,” you huffed tiredly, leaning back against Anton’s chest as he hugged you close, still inside your pussy.

“Not that I’m disagreeing with you, but maybe after I install an air conditioner in here, we can plan something,” he smiled, not even bothering to wipe the sheen of sweat from his face that inevitably kept your hot bodies clung together.

Your hand found his, fingers idly toying with the rings he wore as he adjusted himself beneath you, “I should probably let you get back to work now since I’ve distracted you enough already—”

“Let’s just stay like this for a little longer,” he interrupted, almost yawning at how comfortable he felt buried inside you in this moment, “please?”

“Of course, superstar,” you replied playfully, nestling into his warmth and letting your eyes fall shut as you listened to the sound of his gentle heartbeat…

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[theslayerbrother]

that's Line Alone Show to me Why Anton is Such a Great Actor

[toshi-flakes]

@affricative-collective

@just-hyper-active

@anton-exe

You make a post asking others to tag their favorite mutuals.

You tag your favorite mutual and post.

Your favorite mutual reblogs your post and tags you.

You two are now obligated to tag each other and reblog the post forever.

The longer it goes on, the faster you two get.

Eventually, the bulk of new posts is just you two reblogging the same post.

Tumblr is forced to buy more servers and storage just for your reblogs.

Tumblr starts selling a new badge called "Best Mutuals" to fund the growing infrastructure.

Tumblr becomes known as that site that's exclusively about two people calling each other their favorite mutuals.

ISPs are forced to improve their infrastructure to accommodate how quickly you two keep reblogging each other.

News spreads to other sites.

The internet eventually becomes just you two reblogging each other.

All news becomes updates about how many times you two reblog each other.

One day, you reblog your mutual's post and they do not reblog back.

Everyone on Tumblr panics and tries to find out what happened to your mutual.

Other social media sites learn about the drama.

News sites give Breaking News reports that your mutual didn't respond back.

Every website starts gathering information about what happened to your mutual.

Political parties come together to find out what happened to your mutual.

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Billionaires pour all their money into finding out what happened to your mutual.

Eventually, your mutual is found and the world waits with baited breathe fearing the worst.

Your mutual was hungry and stepped away to make a sandwich.

After finishing their sandwich, they reblog your post.

All is right with the world.

[ratatatastic]

FloridaHockeyNow | 5.20.24 (x)

[sleepys-circus]

I keep seeing critics talking about the fnaf movie being poor but it literally isn't for them. I saw someone else saying the movie's a love letter to the fandom and i WHOLEHARTEDLY agree.

This is how i took it: We, the fans, are Anton Ego, the critic from Ratatouille; the ratatouille was special to us because it was our childhood. I hate ratatouille (the food), but to Anton Ego it was everything. Critics don't like the fnaf movie because they only have the movie as context, but to fans, the fnaf movie is everything and we love it even though it's a little cringey. In fact we love it BECAUSE it's cringey in some cases.

Like no new viewers would get the chica's magic rainbow part, or the MatPat reference, or the whole ongoing bit about Dream Theory sucking, or understand how hype the whole ending part was.

I was lucky to be in a cinema full of fnaf fans, and we were cheering and laughing, and screaming at the references. People got up when the movie ended and SAT BACK DOWN when the living tombstone came on. We shouted the letters of the code, and screamed when Matpat said his line. People clapped and cheered at the end, and people were crying at the parts where they were treating the animatronics with love and affection.

No critics would understand how much fans want to interact with the animatronics in a positive way, or understand how much importance the five seconds of its me on the mirror means in implications of the lore. They wouldn't understand because they haven't been waiting a good part of a decade to see this movie. They came, they saw, and that's it, it was a second of their life, but to us it was everything. This is our ratatouille, made to impress us, not the other people in the restaurant. This was our movie, a love letter to the fandom, not the critics.

I like the changes to the story, because it puts us back at square one. We're fumbling to rearrange lore and timelines. We have to rearrange names, and start with a blank slate, and it feels like a homecoming where to critics, it might feel a little messy.

We've been given a chance to start the journey all over again and i fucking love it so much. Because i'm an adult, and all of a sudden, i'm twelve years old again and we're trying to figure out if phone guy is chica, and struggling our way through whatever the fuck was happening in fnaf 3 to get the good ending. The critics don't get this.

They don't understand how hype the midnight motorists reference is, nor did they care about the references on the chalkboard. Or the code at the end, or the song choices, or the lore implications. They don't understand the sudden lore drop of william afton, or the way he's acting, but we do. They don't understand the vengeful spirit, but we do. Nothing is explained to the audience, because we don't need it to be explained.

This is our ratatouille, and we love the rats in the kitchen.