#deadline annie

[dismissivedestroyer]

Another Deadline official art because this specific character became a fan favorite in my art class, and I noticed I never did her justice by drawing her. So yeah, my girl Anastasia! Your average child from the victorian age.

[psychokinetic-ectoplasm]

The OG cast at the Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire World Premiere (via Deadline)

[mikeystrawberry]

Already changed the sketch for Teeny a little bit but get ready for this tomorrow

[studying-space-of-annie]

*internal screaming*

[mai-mai-lim]

so i uhhhh probably have gotten into a game a little too much and my brain doesnt feel like drawing so have a doodle of rupert and henry tension, which is also a redraw from this doodle from 2020:

[whoblewboobear]

The way I had every intention to be productive this weekend and did none of it bc I know I’m in for some shit the minute I walk into that stupid office

[ipierrealism]

Sono sempre più convinto che non sia un problema generazionale dei boomer ma che semplicemente più si invecchia più diventiamo testardi come muli arroccati sulle nostre posizioni che ormai abbiamo reso parte fondamentale della nostra identità.

Tutto questo per dire che se ho ragione e succede, ammazzatemi.

[gaysessuale]

è il momento della any% speedrun di adattamento al doppiaggio perché la deadline è domani e io in un mese e mezzo non ho fatto: un cazzo

[a-shade-of-blue]

Time Sensitive! Mahmoud has less than 2 days to pay his university fees!

Mahmoud (@ma7moudgaza2) needs to raise another $710 to be able to register for university! If he misses this deadline he will not be able to enroll in the new school year and his education will be delayed another year! The donations he has received before have all been used to provide basic necessities like food and water for his family of 20 people. He has only got $90 of the $800 he needs for his university registration fees, and he needs to get them in less than 2 days!

Last year Mahmoud was almost barred from participating in his midterms exams until he has paid his fees. He literally won't be able to continue his education if he can't get the donations!

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[etheraltides]

Study Break | Rafe Cameron x College!Reader

Summary: Rafe can’t help himself around his shy girlfriend when she’s so focused in her college books.

Warning(s): SMUT – oral sex (f receiving), anal play, a bit of dirty talking. +18 only! mdni, please!

A/N: this barely has a plot, it’s pure smut…

You've been holed up in Rafe's beachside mansion for hours, your eyes glued to textbook pages, scribbling notes like your life depends on it. The stress of finals week is a heavy cloak around your shoulders, but you're determined to shake it off. You're so focused, you don't even notice the way the late afternoon light kisses the waves outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Rafe, on the other hand, has been watching you from his laptop, his eyes drawn to your furrowed brow and the way your tongue darts out to wet your lips as you concentrate. His gaze lingers on the gentle curve of your neck, the swell of your breasts beneath your sweatshirt.

Rafe's footsteps are silent as he approaches your makeshift study area. His hand slides gently over your shoulder, his fingertips grazing the soft skin of your neck. "Take a break, Y/N.” he whispers, his voice a seductive caress that sends shivers down your spine.

You look up, eyes glazed with fatigue, and for a moment, you're lost in the deep pools of his gaze. He's wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung gray sweatpants that cling to his hips, leaving little to the imagination. The bulge is unmistakable, and you feel a familiar warmth blossom between your legs.

"Baby, I can't.” you protest weakly, pushing the hair out of your eyes. "I have to pass my finals. I can't lose my honor student shit to Annie."

Rafe's smile is knowing, the kind that says he's got a surprise for you.

“Trust me. You’ve been here for hours non-stop. You need a break, doll.” he says, his thumb tracing lazy circles on the side of your neck. "This will help you relax. And if it doesn't," his grin widens, "it'll be the best study break you've ever had." You hesitate, your mind racing with thoughts of deadlines and exams, but the stress is a living thing inside of you, demanding release.

With a sigh that's part resignation and part anticipation, you nod. "Alright, but it gotta be quick. Okay?"

He doesn't say anything, just leans down to kiss you, his hand slipping beneath your sweatshirt to cup your breast. Your nipple hardens against his palm, and you feel the first stirrings of desire, the stress momentarily forgotten. He guides you over to the plush couch, his touch gentle but insistent. You sit down, watching him as he pulls your sweatpants and panties off with a swift, practiced motion. You're exposed, vulnerable, but the heat in his eyes makes you feel anything but.

Rafe sits down in front of you, his eyes feasting on your center. He's already hard, and the sight of you makes him throb. "So beautiful." he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. He slides closer, his knees pushing your thighs apart. You can feel his breath on your skin, hot and needy. The thought of what's about to happen sends a shiver through you, and your heart starts to race. You're not used to being so... open with anyone, but with Rafe, it feels right. He's your safe place, your escape from the world.

He leans in, his tongue flicking out to trace the line of your pussy from bottom to top. It's a gentle touch, almost teasing, and you gasp at the sensation. He does it again, and again, each pass a little more insistent, a little more demanding. Your hips start to move on their own, pushing into his mouth. He chuckles, the sound vibrating through you, and then he's there, licking you in earnest. It's slow and deliberate, each stroke designed to drive you wild. You feel the tension coil inside of you, tightening with every pass of his tongue. Your breath comes in little pants, and you grab fistfuls of the couch cushions to keep from floating away.

You're so focused on the sensations that you don't even realize he's moving until he's got you positioned so that you're straddling his face. It's a little awkward, a little embarrassing, but he makes it feel so natural. His hands grip your hips, guiding you into place, and then he's licking you again, his tongue sliding into your folds, exploring every inch of your sex. You can feel his breath against your clit, and the anticipation is exquisite. You're so wet, so ready for him, and his tongue is relentless, pushing into you, swirling around your clit, lapping at your juices. You lean forward, bracing yourself against the arm of the couch, your body moving in time with his mouth.

As you start to get more into it, you can't help but let your hips rock, grinding against his face. You're worried you might hurt him, crush him with your weight, so you try to hold back, but he seems to sense your concern. He wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you steady, urging you on. "Don't worry," he murmurs, his voice muffled against your flesh. "Just let go." And so you do. You stop fighting the urge to ride his face, and you start to move, your hips rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm that matches the beat of your racing heart. He keeps his grip firm, keeping you from smothering him, even as you moan and stutter your protests.

The sensation is overwhelming. You've never felt so exposed, so raw, but it's a thrill that you can't resist. His tongue slides along the length of your slit, flicking over your clit before delving back down to explore the depths of your pussy. You're so wet that you can feel it dripping down onto his chin, soaking the couch beneath you. His hands tighten on your hips, guiding you, his thumbs digging into the soft flesh to keep you from moving too fast. You lean forward, gripping the armrest of the couch with white-knuckled fingers as you start to ride his face.

His tongue is everywhere, swirling and licking, dipping into your pussy, flicking against your clit. You can't hold back the moan that escapes your lips, and he responds with a pleased growl. His hands move from your hips, sliding up to cup your ass. He starts to knead the plump flesh, his thumbs tracing circles around the tight, puckered entrance to your asshole. The sensation is new, strange, but not unwelcome. You've never been touched there before, and the anticipation of what's to come has your pussy clenching around his tongue. You feel a finger slide along the crack of your ass, teasing the sensitive skin, and you can't help but push back against it.

Rafe's eyes are on yours as he does it, watching the play of emotions on your face. He sees the curiosity, the arousal, and the slight trepidation. He smirks, and you know he's about to push your boundaries. He slides a single finger into the slickness of your pussy, coating it with your juices, and then, with one quick movement, he presses it against your asshole. You gasp as the tip of his finger breaches the tight ring of muscle, the feeling of fullness making your stomach clench. He's gentle, giving you time to adjust, but the pressure doesn't let up. He starts to pump his finger in and out, the slow, shallow thrusts making your pussy clench around his tongue. You've never felt so... stretched, so filled, and the sensation is driving you wild.

You can't stop the moans from spilling out of you, the sound echoing in the quiet room. It's like he's tuned into your body, knowing just what you need to send you over the edge. You start to move faster, grinding down on his face, your hips rolling in a desperate attempt to get more of his tongue, more of his finger. The pressure inside you builds, a delicious ache that you can't ignore. You're so close, so fucking close, and he knows it. He adds a second finger to the first, pushing them both into your ass a little deeper, a little harder, and you can't help but let out a high-pitched whine.

"Rafe…” you breathe, your voice shaky with need. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna come." His only response is a muffled groan, his mouth still working you over. You lean down, your hands reaching for his hair, pulling him closer, your breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. "Fuck, your tongue feels so good.” you whisper, the dirty talk slipping out before you can stop it. It's not something you usually do, but with him, it feels right. It feels like the only way to express the raging storm of pleasure building inside you.

"Harder, baby.” you pant, the word barely audible as you rock against his face. "Oh, god, right there. Yes, yes, yes!" You can feel the beginnings of your orgasm, the electric tingles that signal the approaching climax. His tongue speeds up, flicking over your clit in a way that makes your toes curl. You start to talk dirty, the words coming out in a stream of consciousness that's all heat and want. "Eat me out, baby.” you moan, your voice thick with arousal. "Make me cum all over your face."

The sensation of his fingers in your ass and his tongue on your clit is too much, and you come with a cry that echoes through the room. Your pussy clamps down on his tongue, and you grind against his face, riding the waves of pleasure that crash through you. You're lost in the feeling, your body shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. You're dimly aware of his moan of satisfaction, his grip tightening on your hips. And then you feel the wetness spread on the couch, the warmth of his cum seeping through the fabric of his sweatpants. He's come from just watching you, from the taste of you on his tongue, and the knowledge sends another wave of pleasure through you.

You collapse forward, your body boneless with exhaustion. Rafe's hands move to cradle your ass, holding you in place as his tongue slows, lapping gently at your sensitive flesh. You're breathing hard, your heart racing as you try to come down from the high of your orgasm.

"Shit, princess. You dirty talking was so fucking hot." Rafe says, his voice low and gruff. He sounds like a man who's just run a marathon, and the thought makes you blush even harder. You've never been one for talking dirty, but with him, it just seems to come naturally. He pulls his face away from your pussy, looking up at you with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You liked that, didn't you?"

You nod, still trying to catch your breath. "Yeah.” you admit, your voice hoarse from the moaning. You move your hands, wiping his mouth and chin the best you could. “I liked it a lot." His smile widens, and he leans in to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. You don't even have the energy to be embarrassed. You just kiss him back, deep and passionate.

[novascharms]

teach please me — tutor!reader x soccer player!rafe

reader's life is meticulously planned, from high school to becoming president of the country—she knows exactly where she's headed and every step to get there. but her airtight plan hits a snag when the principal ropes her into tutoring rafe cameron, the school’s star soccer player, who’s failing algebra and at risk of being benched next season. the team needs him on the field, and reader needs the principal’s glowing recommendation to secure her spot at her dream school. balancing her ambitious goals with rafe’s chaotic charm might just throw her perfectly crafted plan off track.

word count — 2.0 chapter index — prev. chap. — next chap. a.n — sorry in advance lol DOUBLE UPDATE THOUGH masterlist

ten

friday february 7th

“i think we covered that part in the google doc, right?” you murmured, scrolling through the endless document on your laptop. the screen’s faint glow reflected on your glasses as you squinted at the tiny text.

“is it the budget allocation?” gisele, the student treasurer, asked, glancing up from her own laptop, her fingers still clicking through tabs. “like, everything surrounding the budget? because i did work on that a bit, so i might’ve done it. my laptop’s just being kind of weird right now.” her tone was distracted as she fiddled with a stubborn cursor.

“y/n?” danny, your vice president, called, breaking your focus. you looked up, brow furrowing as you noticed him, gisele, and annie, the secretary, all turning their attention to the glass wall on the left.

you followed their gaze and spotted your friends outside in the hallway. ivy was tapping her watch with exaggerated urgency while devon held her phone up, the screen flashing a clear reminder: you were ten minutes late for lunch.

“uh, okay. let’s wrap up,” you said quickly, your words stumbling over themselves as you closed the document. “if we didn’t cover the allocation, i’ll handle it… whenever. anyway, see you guys next week?” you forced a smile, trying not to let the stress seep through.

danny nodded, already packing his things. “yep, see you.”

“bye!” gisele called cheerfully.

“next week!” annie added with a wave.

you slid your laptop into your bag, slinging it over your shoulder as you hurried out. “hello!” you sang, pushing the door open with a grin. “sorry, i’m late.”

hazel immediately hooked her arm around yours, her touch warm and grounding. “totally fine, but we’re dealing with an absolute tragedy,” she said dramatically. ivy jogged ahead, spinning around to walk backward, her expression exaggerated.

“devon got a seven on that philosophy paper about perfection,” ivy announced, her tone as dire as if she were reporting a global catastrophe.

your brows shot up in surprise, and you turned to devon, who was covering her face with both hands. “what happened?” you asked, concern lacing your voice. “philosophy’s your favorite class.”

devon groaned, dragging her hands down her face in frustration. “i didn’t have time to do it properly. i literally worked on it like, minutes before the deadline.” her grimace was both sheepish and annoyed.

hazel chuckled softly, shaking her head. “guys, a seven isn’t that bad.” her voice was light, trying to soothe devon’s obvious distress.

she wasn’t wrong—it wasn’t bad at all. but for your group, used to skating the upper edge of every grading curve, it felt like a glaring anomaly.

"true," ivy added quickly, as though trying to lessen the blow. "hazel and i got an 8.5." she gave a little shrug.

as the group burst into the common area, you all found an empty spot to settle in. ivy dropped into a chair with exaggerated flair while hazel and devon slid into seats across from you.

"how much did you get?" devon asked suddenly, her voice curious but a little wary.

you shrugged, fishing your phone out of your bag. "i didn’t even know we got the results already," you admitted, brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear as you tapped into your school app. navigating to the grades section, you waited for the page to load, the spinning wheel on your screen adding a small sense of anticipation to the moment.

the room filled with the low hum of chatter around you, but your friends stayed quiet, leaning in slightly as they waited for your result to appear.

it all happens so fast that your brain can’t keep up. you glance up absently, just catching a glimpse of rafe as he passes by. his shoulders are stiff, tension radiating from every inch of him, his phone gripped tightly in his hand. a fresh black eye, dark and swollen, blooms angrily on his face, stark against his skin.

you barely process it. your gaze drops back to your phone, where your grade stares back at you: a perfect 10.

"i got a—" the words die in your throat as you look up again, frowning. your friends glance at you, confused as they pull out their lunches, but you don’t have the words to explain.

you toss your phone onto the table and push to your feet, already rushing out of the common area. "rafe!" you call after him as he disappears into the hallway. your friends’ voices follow you, but you ignore them, your focus fixed entirely on him. you’d explain later.

he doesn’t stop, doesn’t turn, just grunts over his shoulder, "not now." his voice is harsh, clipped—nothing like the easy, teasing tone he’d used over dinner with his parents a few nights ago.

"yes, now," you insist, quickening your pace until you’re jogging to catch up. you reach for his arm, grabbing it firmly, and he stops, though his whole body hums with resistance. "what’s wrong? what happened to your face?" your eyes scan the bruise, the deep purples and blues spreading in a jagged line across his cheekbone. it looks fresh, the kind of pain you can almost feel just by looking at it.

"nothing happened," he snaps, jerking his arm free and moving again. his tone is so dismissive, so cold, it cuts deeper than you expect.

but you don’t give up. stepping in front of him, you hold out your hands, planting yourself in his path. "rafe, that looks bad. did you ice it?" your voice softens, concern lacing every word as your eyes flick back to the bruise. you know it wasn’t there yesterday. you would’ve noticed.

his jaw tightens, and he lets out a sharp, frustrated sigh. "god, you never listen, do you?" his voice is raised, though not quite a yell, and the edge in it makes you flinch. the sting of his words sits heavy in your chest, but you bite down hard on your bottom lip, refusing to let the tears brimming in your eyes fall.

for a moment, his expression shifts—his eyes soften, guilt flickering there—but it vanishes as quickly as it appeared. his face hardens, and he tries to move past you again, brushing you aside like you’re not standing right in front of him.

"no," you say firmly, shoving at his chest—not hard enough to move him, but enough to make him stop.

before he can argue, you grab his wrist and yank him toward the nearest classroom. he protests, his voice low and angry, but you don’t let go. the door creaks open as you push it, dragging him inside and letting it close with a soft thud behind you.

the air feels heavier now, quiet but thick with unspoken tension. rafe exhales sharply, his frustration palpable, but he doesn’t pull away. not yet. you steel yourself, determined not to let him shut you out again.

"tell me what happened," you demand, arms crossed tightly as you plant yourself in front of the door, your posture daring him to try and push past you. the determination in your stance feels flimsy against the weight of his indifference, but you hold your ground anyway.

"i walked into a door," he says flatly, perched on the edge of the desk with his feet casually propped on the chair. the sight of him, so nonchalant with that faint bruise blooming on his face, makes irritation prickle at your skin.

"rafe, who did that to you? why are you so angry? just tell me what happened," you plead, the words tumbling out in a rush as you try to chip away at the fortress he’s built around himself.

"no." his voice is clipped, cold, like a door slamming shut.

"rafe—"

"i said no." he’s standing now, his movements sharp as he strides toward the door. but you’re still there, still unmoving, still stubbornly waiting for the truth.

"move. right now," he orders, his voice low and firm.

"not until you tell me who did that," you insist, anger curling around your words.

"a door," he repeats, jaw tightening.

"rafe," you snap, your patience fraying.

"i don’t want to fucking talk about it!" he explodes, the sudden intensity of his voice reverberating through the room like a storm breaking.

"don’t yell at me!" you yell back, startled by his outburst, the sharpness in his tone cutting deeper than you expected.

he exhales roughly, dragging his fingers through his hair as he turns away, muttering under his breath. "oh my… fucking—"

"and stop cursing at me," you cut in sharply, arms crossing again as you glare at him.

he lets out a bitter scoff, a smile curling on his lips—one that’s anything but kind. "any more requests?"

"yes," you say, your voice steady as you meet his heated gaze. "tell me what happened."

"no," he growls, stepping closer. "now move, or i’ll move you." the warning in his tone is clear, but so is your refusal to back down.

"stop being like this," you blurt out, your chest tightening as the tension between you grows unbearable.

his eyes narrow, his voice sharp and cutting. "how am i being? huh? how the fuck am i being? exactly like you’ve been all week?"

the accusation leaves you reeling, and you frown, searching his face for the version of him you recognize—the one who wasn’t like this, who didn’t look at you like he was trying to break through you. "what are you talking about? i’ve been nothing but nice to you, and if it’s about the bonfire, i told you i was on my period—"

"yeah, and that’s fucking bullshit!" he shouts, his voice thunderous as he stares you down. "your flo app sent you a notification tuesday. you got your period wednesday."

the words hit like a slap, your eyes widening as your stomach drops. "you checked my phone?"

he shakes his head, scoffing bitterly. "i didn’t check your phone. i saw the notification pop up. and judging by the look on your face, i’m right."

he is right, and you hate that he knows it. you nod slowly, caught, but there’s a defiance in you that refuses to let him win this argument. "fine. i lied. whatever. i just—"

"no, no, not whatever," he snaps, his voice laced with frustration. "what happened that night? you don’t think i notice how weird you’ve been acting around me?"

his eyes burn into yours, hurt flashing behind the anger, and you’re standing so close you can feel the tension radiating off him. you’re paralyzed, unsure how to explain yourself, how to navigate the landmine you’ve stepped on.

"i’m not. i’m not being weird," you try weakly, your voice faltering. "nothing happened that night or any night."

"i heard you," he says, softer this time, but the edge in his tone is unmistakable. "i heard you on the phone sunday."

your mind races, scrambling to piece together what he might’ve overheard. the memory clicks into place—your conversation with hazel.

"and i don’t even need to ask if it was about me, do i?" he continues quietly, the bitterness in his voice replaced by something more vulnerable. "you promised someone you wouldn’t get close to me?"

you exhale, your shoulders slumping under the weight of his words. "rafe—"

"don’t fucking lie to me," he interrupts, his voice sharp, loud and unrelenting.

the heat of the argument builds again, the anger and frustration spilling over in waves. "stop cursing at me!" you scream, your voice cracking under the strain.

"stop pushing me away!" he roars back, his words echoing in the charged air. "why won’t you tell me what the fuck happened, huh? why are you acting so weird? why are you being so distant? and why won’t you just let me all the way in anymore?"

the silence that follows is deafening, the weight of his words settling over both of you like a suffocating blanket. he’s breathing hard, his chest rising and falling with the effort, and you’re frozen, your mind spinning.

his gaze locks with yours, raw and unguarded, and for the first time, the fight drains out of you. you don’t have an answer—not one that will satisfy him, not one that will make any of this better. you just stare back, feeling the enormity of everything unsaid pressing between you like a wall you can’t climb.

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[dismissivedestroyer]

'Following an unfortunate accident, 13 year old Eleonora James, from the small town of Elysium Creek, is ran over by a schoolbus, and ends up in a comatose state. Now stuck between life and death, Eleonora finds herself trapped in the Catacombs, the place where people end up after they pass away, and will have to look for a way to come back to the living realm, despite all the odds being against her.'

ALWAYS SO ANXIOUS POSTING DEADLINE CONTENT OVER HERE I SWEAR. So yeah, another illustration, that's most likely gonna be the cover art for Volume 1, and a small synopsis of the general plot. If I had to give a vibe to this comic, it would be "Gravity Falls meets Owl House meets Amphibia meets Undertale meets The Horrors™". Hooray. Festive.

Other attempt at a scan:

[blueiscoool]

Vatican Museums Opens Ancient Roman Necropolis to the Public

The site was previously only accessible to scholars and specialists.

The Vatican Museums has newly opened to the public an ancient necropolis stocked with carved marble sarcophagi and bone-filled open graves of everyday ancient Romans.

The word necropolis comes from the Greek expression for “city of the dead.” These “cities” grew up alongside roads outside the urban center due to laws forbidding cremation and burial of the dead inside city limits. Funerary practices and rites are preserved especially clearly in the necropolis that extends along the Via Triumphalis (a Roman road now known as the Via Trionfale), with burial sites accompanied by eye-popping Roman frescoes and mosaics.

Previously, the necropolis was accessible only to certain groups of scholars and specialists. It is now open to the public via the new Saint Rose Gate entrance, inaugurated with the exhibition “Life and Death in the Rome of the Caesars.”

How extensive is the archaeological area?

It extends nearly 11,000 square feet. The size of the necropolis is not as extensive as some other Roman burial sites, but its importance lies in its proximity to one of the most significant religious sites in Christianity.

What is known about particular people who are buried there?

According to archaeologists, no less than the tomb of St. Peter himself is located in the Vatican Necropolis.

But in general, “Here, we have represented the lower middle class of Rome’s population,” said Leonardo Di Blasi, an archaeologist with the Vatican Museums, in a video on Euro News. “They are essentially slaves, freedmen, artisans of the city of Rome.” Some were the property of the emperor, and are indicated to have been the “servant of Nero.”

One of them was a man named Alcimus, who was the set director for the downtown Theater of Pompeii, the most important theater of the period. Another was a horse trainer who worked at the chariot races.

One young boy is interred there, according to the Catholic News Service, marked by a sculpture of a boy’s head accompanied by an inscription reading “Vixit Anni IIII Menses IIII Dies X,” Latin for “He lived four years, four months, and 10 days.”

How did this ancient burial ground come to light?

The Vatican burial grounds were first explored in the 1940s at the request of then Pope Pius X, who wanted to be buried near the grave of Peter the Apostle. The dig revealed numerous mausoleums and tombs.

The newest part of the burial ground was revealed through an infrastructure project in 2003, as the Vatican excavated for a new multilevel employee parking garage.

What happened when the Vatican discovered these newest burial grounds?

The department of the Vatican that was overseeing construction of the parking garage, intent on meeting its deadline, was accused of trying to conceal the find, Giandomenico Spinola, an archaeologist and deputy artistic-scientific director of the museums, told the Catholic News Service. It was only when journalists publicized the discovery that he and his colleagues were invited in to advise.

When were the bodies there buried? How have the tombs been so well preserved?

Bodies were interred in this burial ground between the first century B.C.E and the fourth century C.E., and organic remains have vanished. A number of the graves, including their tombs and decorations, including frescoes, mosaic floors, and marble-carved inscriptions, were fortuitously preserved by a series of mudslides in the area.

[allisluv]

600 followers celebration <33

wooo. what a pleasure it's been to welcome 600 of you to my blog! i can not thank you all enough, and as a token of my gratitude, i have decided to have a celebration!

there is no limit to how many asks you can send in. deadline: january 16th

*note -- i know some people are still waiting on requests from past celebrations, so please be patient! i promise im working on them slowly but surely <3

💌= send me a fluffy or smutty prompt and a character and i'll turn it into a blurb!

🕯️= send me a character or a ship and i'll give you my headcanons on them!

✍️= send me a little bit about you and i'll ship you with a character (please specify the fandom and the gender of who you would like to be shipped with!)

🐬= send me a character and a scenario and i'll make a moodboard!

🎧 = send me a lyric prompt and i'll write a blurb or fic about it!

🔤 = send me a character and i'll write a nsfw or sfw alphabet on them!

characters this is open to: finnick o'dair, annie cresta, lucy gray baird, katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, daisy jones, warren rojas, eddie loving/roundtree, emily prentiss, karen sirko, graham dunne, derek morgan, aaron hotchner, spencer reid, elle greenaway, penelope garcia, jennifer jareu, tyler owens, jake seresin, casey novak and sejanus plinth!

[strangeshadowdreamer]

"Venom 3" is in November 2020; Venom & Eddie knew each other only 2 months

and other stuff that refers to "Venom" movies timeline and was horribly messed up in the 3rd part

This is an answer to the post (https://www.tumblr.com/purplegazania/766419426998452224?source=share )

@purplegazania Hi! It's great that you pay attention to such details! But I’m afraid the events of "Venom 3" take place in 2020. But maybe «September 20» didn’t happen in their universe

And is definitely not June at all

In "Venom 2" we [film viewers] were shown that Eddie writes an article about Cletus Kasady. At the top of the app he is writing in a date was written. It is fuzzy, but recognizable: 10.29.20. You may need to search for high-definition video to see it yourself. I am not sure if tumblr compresses pictures in posts. It is a US style of date, so it stands for 29 th of October 2020. This is an exact date officially stated in the movie.

And we can also see that Eddie is also about to miss his deadline —  30th of October 2020. So the date was mentioned in two different places.

Probably, it’s one of the reasons why he was so irritated about Venom distracting him – Eddie had little time to finish his article.

It is the night when they come to Mrs. Chen for chocolate, deal with that bag robber and receive a phone call from Ann. They arrange to meet with Annie «Tomorrow night», which is 30th of October night. And at the night after this one they have a fight and Venom runs away. It is the 31st of October night. The next morning we see the breakfast scene. Ten Eddie pays his last visit to Cletus in prison. As we remember, things didn't go smoothly this time and in the evening Venom and Eddie had a fight. In the same evening Cletus and Carnage brake out of prision.

After that we see how Eddie is cleaning up his apartment. It is the next day because it is already dawn outside.

The same evening (01.11.2020) Mulligan visits Eddie and tries to provoke him into confessing that he helped Cletus or at leat knows something about it. And still on the same evening Eddie goes to St. Estes, we see Venom at Halloween party (I don't know if it is weird or not that Halloween is celebrated on the 1 of November), Cletus finds Frances, Eddie gets detained by police, Ann & Venom get him out and the whole Grace Cathedral scene happens. Pretty long night, huh

Here is the timeline for «Venom 2»

So back to the question about Christmas in June

Events in "Venom" (2018) take place in early autumn or late summer, judging by the leaves on trees (but definitely really late summer as weather is a bit chilly - Eddie wears a coat, and I think it's not that chilly in California in the middle of summer, so I believe it to be early autumn).

And now when I put together the early autumn at the end of «Venom» (2018) and 29-31 of October events of «Venom 2» it seems like a month period. And it fits. This time period is just perfect length.

This time period is short enough to explain why Venom and Eddie’s relationship is so raw (because they spent like a month together only)

And this time period is also short enough to explain why with such different attitudes towards life (I mean quiet journalism and «Living in peace» VS «fighting bad guys and eating them») haven’t let to a major quarrel before the events of «Venom 2» - because it was like a month long and they were just patient and accumulated the irritation

And this period is long enough to explain Ann’s phrase about her being sorry for not returning Eddie’s calls because she needed some time after «Alien biting a guy’s head off thing». I think that judging from Ann’s character a month is just long enough time for her to recover from what happened

Events in "Venom 2" take place around Halloween (I have already explained that above). And it seems to me that Eddie and Venom fled from San Francisco within a few days after the fight in Grace Cathedral. That is because if police blame Eddie for that, Venom and Eddie wouldn't have stayed in San Francisco significantly longer in order not to get caught. Plus, police call a helicopter, so they consider stuff happening in the Cathedral really serious and will waste no time looking for Eddie. So, between Grace cathedral scene and the beach scene, barely a few days passed.

And again, it feels like only a few days passed between the the beach scene and that scene where they were watching a tv show and teleportations started. So «Venom» (2018) and «Venom 2» are fully time-coordinated.  But let’s put a bookmark here🔖

It seems to me that 0 days passed since that first teleportation of theirs until the events of "Venom 3". And the events of «Venom 3» happen within just a few days.

It all happened pretty soon after 31 st of October, therefore, in November (which is pretty warm in Mexico). I mean, I talk about a period measured in DAYS between «Venom 2» Cathedral scene and «Venom 3» events. So, between that Halloween party in "Venom 2" and events of "Venom 3" about a few days passed. Let’s say a week. -> 31st of October + week = beginning of November. And that makes it a perfect time to wear a Christmas tree pin (Christmas is on 25th of December), but makes all the characters’ phrases about time nonsensical.

Lets return to the bookmark. 🔖 Basically, time between the beach scene and tv watching scene is the only gap where a few additional seven (7!) months can theoretically be pushed into. But do you really think that Eddie and Venom spent a part of November, a whole December, January, February, March, April, May and some part of June in Mexico between the beach scene and that scene where they were watching a tv show and teleportations started? This is too much of a stretch to me, because:

Their relationship didn’t change at all, just as they didn’t communicate all the suggested half a year in Mexico. But if they did spend half a year in Mexico, I believe that they would have improved their relationship, and this would have been visible, especially after the progress they’ve made in «Venom 2»

They stayed in a small, quiet place in Mexico (for the obvious reason of (a) hiding from police and (b) finding a place with not many people so that Venom could show himself outside without causing panic or attracting unwanted attention). Venom would have gotten bored there really quickly.

2.1) Venom spent like a month (between Drake’s rocket explosion and «Venom 2» [early autumn] and fight at the apartment [31st of October]) in busy San Francisco with all kinds of entertainment (playing video games (see https://www.tumblr.com/wonderingaroundsworld/704834634551328769/venom-and-eddie-have-gamepads-to-play-together?source=share ), adoring his chickens Sonny and Cher in their own small house (see https://www.tumblr.com/wonderingaroundsworld/704459258987757568?source=share ), helping Eddie with his job, visiting bowling multiple times (Venom while holding that bag robber said that he can use the robber’s head for bowling and asked Eddie to name the one that they like. Eddie replied: «Lucky strike») and lots of other stuff). I can’t imagine him being fine with sitting at the same spot for more than half a year. He would have quickly talked Eddie into going somewhere. For example, to New York. And this is exactly what he did in «Venom 3».

2.2) And Venom never complained that he had to do nothing and be stuck in the same place for half a year. He didn’t say anything like «We have been sitting here for more than half a year. Let’s go at least somewhere» when he suggested going to New York. I think that if Venom had to spend nearly ~6,5 or 7 months in a boring place, he would have used it as an argument to persuade Eddie to leave the place.

This is why ~6,5 or 7 additional months don’t fit anywhere at all.

Here are approximate calculations

So

«Venom» (2018) takes place in early autumn, «Venom 2» on 29-31 of October, post credits scenes occur within a week starting from 31st of October, «Venom 3» events take a few days, therefore are approximately in early November.

«Venom 3» can’t be taking place in June

Eddie and Venom have known each other for like 2 (two!) months

[luvanniiee]

Chill and Unwind .

non-idol!felix x gn/afab reader

synopsis : you come home from a hard day of work , feeling overwhelmed by everything , your bf felix helps you relax and forget about everything thats troubling you .

warnings : smut mdni , established relationship , sub!reader , softdom!felix , unprotected sex (wrap it or it falls off) , sensual massaging , reader has a vagina , oral (f & m receiving) , cunnilingus , oils , vanilla sex , everything is soft here , breeding , multiple orgasms , overstimulation , slight edging , pet names like baby , princess and things like that. lmk if i missed anything:)

a/n : hii its annie here and uh this is my first story on this app , so be nice ! also i got this inspo from a porn vid 💀 . dont ask , anyways enjoy !! lowercase intended

wrd cnt : 200 +

story under cut !! ;)

9:23 pm

youre driving home from work , tired as usual . the boss always gives you a hard time . what do you expect when theres a deadline coming up ? but today , he was a little rougher this time . he was so pushy . do this y/n , he would say , or get this done , he would add . it was too much. everyone moving around fast , it made you feel overwhelmed . you just couldnt wait until you were home with your loving boyfriend .

and now youre pulling in the driveway to the house you shared with him . lee felix , he sure was a catch . hes so beautiful in all aspects , sometimes you would dread bringing him along to the stores , people would stare a little too hard at him sometimes . it made you feel proud that you were the only one lucky enough to be with him . but it also made you feel jealous because of those men and women eye fucking whats yours .

hey baby , someone said snapping you out of your thoughts . you hadnt even realized you walked in the house . oh ! hey felix , you said . you set your keys down and gave him a hug and kiss . you must not have realized that you were almost clinging on to him . when he tried to back up , you would only hold him closer . hard day baby ? he said . yeah , my boss was being a cunt again, rushing everyone for a stupid deadline .

oh , my poor baby . im glad i ran your bath , go on and get in it baby , and when you get out , daddy will give you a nice massage to help you chill and relax , okay ? he said . you nodded and went upstairs to take that bath .

11:14 pm

you’ve finished your shower and felix was sitting on the bed waiting for you . you smiled at him softly and made your way over to the bed . since you were only in your towel , felix took it off of you and laid you face down on the bed . ready? he asked . you nodded , and felix got up , grabbed the vanilla scented oil and poured it into his hand .

he rubbed his hands together and laid them on your skin . you shivered at the contrast of his warm hands vs the cold air , forming goosebumps on your skin . feel alright princess ? he asked before he massaged you . you hummed in agreement . and he started his massage .

you felt his hands moving down your lower back , towards your ass . the way his hands gently gripped and soothed your muscles really turned you on . do you like it honey ? he asked . yes felix , your hands feel nice . you say lifting your head to speak . he chuckled lightly at your response . and you smiled to yourself .

11:35 pm

felix has you on your back now , so youre facing him . his lips are on yours , kissing you passionately , lovingly , making you forget about everything that worried you . you felt safe in this moment , you felt vulnerable being naked in front of him . his hands massage your boobs , while kissing you . you grind your hips upwards to ease the tension you felt down there . you needed friction , he was more than willing to give it to you . but he wanted to take his time .

as his hands traveled down your body , his mouth traveled down as well . kissing and sucking on each nipple . taking his time to appreciate you . his efforts to make you feel better made you really hot . as his hands travel from your stomach to your lower body , he stops just above your pussy . not touching it , but enough to make you need him more . i know you need me here , your love juice is coming out a lot . he said. i wont keep you waiting my love , i know you want me to make you feel good . he added.

so he took two fingers , and slowly played with your clit . it wasnt much , but it was enough to make you whine for more . please felix i need it so bad . you said . he gave you what you wanted by speeding up . he took his thumb and circled your clit with it while his middle and pointer fingers were deep inside you . aw fuck d..daddy it feels s’good . you moaned out . that only fueled his desire for you . so he leaned down and replaced his thumb with his mouth .

the feeling of his mouth gently sucking on your clit , was too much for you . in a matter of seconds , felix had you moaning and panting as you released . your eyes rolling back , and back lifting up off the bed . the more you were coming down , the more you realized that felix was still sucking at your clit . the overstimulation quick to set in . s . stop i already came . you moaned as you tried to push him away . he got up and took his fingers out slowly . he brought them to his mouth and sucked on them . moaning at the flavor .

he looked at you , with his fingers still in his mouth , and fingers wet with your cum and his spit . he took his fingers from his mouth and kissed you on your lips . you moaned at both the flavor and the fact that his boner was pushing against your sensitive clit . he grinded himself into you , seeking a slight relief from how hard he was .

baby , can you help daddy out ? he asked . he sounded a bit needy , so you couldnt keep him waiting . he leaned back on his knees and you sat forward . you wasted no time taking his pants off , revealing his erection . it slapped against his lower abdomen , causing a slight noise . he moaned as you took him in your hand . his precum leaking out from his tip . you gave him kitten licks causing him to whine . stop teasing me baby , put it in your mouth now . he groaned . you obeyed him .

thinking about the times where you teased too much and he ended up punishing you , you took him in your mouth as soon as he finished his sentence . his hips stuttered due to his sensitivity , as you were sliding him down your throat , he grabbed some of your hair and pushed himself more in your mouth . you gagged because of his size and how far he was down your throat . it sent pleasure waves down to your pussy making you drip on the bed . although you were still a little sensitive from the mind blowing orgasm he gave you , you wouldnt mind going again .

fuck y/n … you..youre mouth is s’good . he moaned . his moans always turned you on . you subconsciously moaned , making him thrust his hips forward , pushing himself down your throat even more . fuck stop … stop i dont want to cum yet . he groaned forcing himself out of your mouth . with a pop , his dick was out of your mouth . you caught your breath and wiped your mouth clean from the spit .

he kissed you and laid you back down . he spread your legs and put them on both sides of him. he looked at you , desperation , lust , love , need in his eyes . you gave him a nod and with that , he slowly pushed himself into you . both of you moaned at the stretch . although you guys have had sex before , you werent quite used to him yet .

he pushed himself all the way until your pubic areas were meeting . he sat there for a few minutes , letting you adjust to him . and also keeping himself from ending it all by cumming . move now daddy , you moaned as you grind your hips into him . okay baby . was all he said before thrusting slowly into .

his size was so incredible , always making you feel full of him . you whined as he kept pushing himself deep and slowly into you . i..ah…i want more daddy please . you begged him , you wanted him to speed up , which is what he did . he fucked himself into . both of you moaning loud . it was almost like a competition of who can moan loudest . mmgh fuck…fuck me babe , so tight an..nngh..and good for me . he moaned out , the last part coming out as a whisper .

his praise compared to how deeply and fast he was fucking you , had your head spinning . you felt yourself getting closer and closer each snap of his hips . fel…fuck daddy im gonna cum ! you moaned loudly . he brought his hand down to rub your clit , pushing you over your limit . you came with a loud cry of his name . fuck felix ! you screamed. he slowed down enough to help you through your orgasm .

soon as your breathing slowed , he sped back up . chasing his own high . you could tell he was close . his breathing was uneven , his eyes closed tightly , biting his lip , his hips sloppily thrusting into you . fuck fuck fuck y/n i… aw fuck im cumming i..m cu… he came with a loud moan of your name . he stills his hips and releases his cum into .

as if his cock wasnt filling enough , his cum filled the tiny space his cock wasnt touching . he shakes with each sharp thrust , gasping as each rope of cum shoots out . his eyes roll back and his head falls back . then his head falls forward looking at the mess hes made . he slowly pulls himself out , and watches as some of his cum leaks out .

he pushes it back in you , not wanting to waste it . you twitch a little from the aftershocks , and he looks up and smiles at you . let me clean you up , and then we can talk more about that day you had . he spoke up . how could anyone have energy after that ?

he drew the bath , and yall cleaned up . as soon as you hit the bed , your eyes start to close . now about that day … he said but then realized that you had fallen asleep . he kissed your cheek and turned off the light .

i hope that you guys enjoyed this ! i hope it was good for the first time ! ill be making more soo put in some recs !!

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