#did you miss me yall

[lotuseye]

staring at my drafts and trying to summon braincells to complete em cause god knows i dont have any

[spkyart]

Specialist

[anastacialy]

tracked down this clip just because of this post! have jokes from skizz and scar

[usertoxicyaoi]

"Good job."

TAIKAN YOHOU (2023). Episode 3.

[wormdebut]

JUNE MICROFIC - YOU CAN HAVE MY ISOLATION

@steddiemicrofic | PROMPT: stuff | WORD COUNT: 483 | Rated: E | CW: Steve having a wild parasocial relationship with a voice. Steve Harrington is a needy needy boy. Master Kink…I guess?

This one got wild. I—

Minors, get the fuck out of here.

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Should Steve feel shame for getting off this way? Probably. Did he? Absolutely not.

He hadn’t meant to get so…attached. When he had first found the recordings, he just wasn’t finding any porn worth watching, and when he had come across MasterEM’s profile, boasting a quite impressive backlog of audio clips he figured he would give it a try—and now?

Now he was ass up on his bed, dildo stuffed in his hole begging for this perfect fucking voice to fuck him silly.

‘God, you’re such a fucking slut for me aren’t you baby boy?’ MasterEM is growling through Steve’s ear buds. ‘You take my cock like you were made for it.’

“Please! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” Steve pleads.

Steve is a sweaty whimpering mess, he pushes back on the toy he’s fucking himself with, moaning like the whore that he is for this man.

This fucking voice.

Steve would do just about anything to find the man that it belongs to. He would let this guy tear him to pieces.

He had tried to actually go out and get laid, but nobody really does it for him anymore. Not like Master does.

‘God, you look so pretty when I stuff you so full, precious. Who do you belong to baby?’ The voice purrs out and Steve mewls as his toy hits his prostate.

“You master!” He cries, doing his best to hit that spot over and over again, “I belong to you.”

MasterEM pants into his ear. God, this isn’t the first time Steve has wished this man was real. Fucking into him, owning him.

‘Fuck yeah you do, baby boy. Touch your pretty cock for me. I want you to come all over yourself when I come in this tight little ass.’

Steve shivers at the deep strong voice. He keeps the toy moving with one hand, groaning as he strips his cock with the other.

‘You’re such a perfect little slut for me, aren’t you?’

“Yes yes yes!” Steve whimpers as his cock jumps in his hand. He’s so fucking close.

‘Who are you such a dirty fucking slut for?’ MasterEM questions through his headphones and Steve cries out.

“You! You Master, I’m such a fucking slut for you—it’s only you.” He feels delirous as tears prick at his eyes. No one gets him off the way this guys voice does.

MasterEM laughs over the audio clip and his voice drops quiet, a rumbling whisper. Steve swears he can feel it in his soul. ‘Be a good boy and come for me, baby. Come for your Master.’ MasterEM bite, and Steve does, seeing fucking stars as he spills all over his sheets.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Steve huffs, his body shaking as he comes down. He is panting and trying to process how it all came to this one man. This anonymous fucking voice.

‘Thats my good fucking boy.’

[bootyrockincowgirl420]

It's me, ya girl purpleaktavis back from a hiatus.

30, married, VA, and looking for all my old mutuals.

Rb for visibility 💖

Feeders/Fetish blogs DNI, minors DNI, over 50 DNI.

If you're a dude with a porn blog, I will probably block you.

The good stuff is in the likes.

[kaeyachi]

Have you all imagined the days where Kaeya would scream in frustration when he tries to create a Khaenri'ahn dish, but the dish just doesn't taste quite right?

How about the helpless feeling he gets when he barely remembers what ingredients go in his homeland's dishes?

And what about the cravings that have never been satisfied since he was a child because his father didn't teach him how to make them?

For an adventurous food lover... perhaps forever losing your nation's food might just be the most painful thing.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"

[spywhitney]

I don't want to see Luca anywhere near Sydney in season 4.

If sydcarmy is happening, I don't want no romantic or platonic (pft) storyline with Luca for Syd.

For one, it makes no sense to spend time on a relationship that's going to end. And highkey, I especially wouldn't like if a romance happened only for there to be parallels to Carmen, or Luca is presented as a good viable option for Syd, only for her to get with Carmen anyway.

At this point, I just want the show to give sydcarmy or get the hell away lol. I'm over the multi-channel gaslighting of it not being there in the show and the parallels that many hope are actually going to mean something by the time the show ends.

Syd, Marcus, Ebra, Tina, Gary (and Manny and Angel that won't be getting any screen time atp) haven't got the time I think they deserve (Syd in particular, for the second main character where tf was she in S3? S2 I understand, but for real wtf was that?). That time would be better spent on them rather than a short-lived, reprieve-centred fling for Syd imo.

I wrote a post a while ago regarding sydcarmy after S3 and I still more or less agree with what I said, but in terms of plot, if Sydney is going to struggle along with Carmen when she chooses to stay at the bear, that's perfectly fine. But I don't want anymore ambiguity, "up to interpretation" bs when it comes to them. At least give me the opportunity to wave a satisfied fist in the air with blatant, confirmed romance between them at least, so I can say "the sydcarmy shippers told yall so", even if I don't particularly want it the same way.

[ping-ski]

not enough people talk about "dont turn the lights off" ngl. this song + the daycare theme song have been ON LOOP for me. on loop while i draw. on loop while i do chores and cook. on loop while i work. on loop if i need to concentrate on something- no ANYTHING. it's such a comfort to me. this song has a DEATH GRIP on me. WHIMSY UNMATCHED. you don't understand how much this song fuels me to keep creating DCA content for myself ohhh my god.

"lights on" doesn't even compare for me (WHICH OFC i like the song + with the recent release of "best friend" im still giddy)

which, i feel the need to add, this song is pivotal for my motivation to write EBY (wip dca fic im working on rn). like idk i feel invincible when this song plays ig lmao.

[pinacoladamatata]

both hands full....

[somewhereincairparavel]

imagine percy jackson, who actually got to live a long life in new rome with annabeth, sitting on the porch of his garden, he feels a gust of strong wind one morning of july 1, which had percy reminiscing about his playful, now childhood, rivalry with jason grace.

almost 50 years ago. back then, he was genuinely focused on proving himself, that he and jason sort of took their rivalry seriously in the beginning, before they became good friends. the way they glared at eachother, the way they'd made it a competition on who'd called their respective pegasuses faster, they way they almost seriously hurt one another because of possesion, and they way they had silly tension on who gets the first seat of the dinner table on the argo ii.

It all made an older percy laugh now, they were both such silly, silly teenagers, but only one of them stayed that way forever. without even realising it, percy's eyes stung with tears at the same time. jason died decades ago, yet the grief felt so new, like it happened yesterday. his friend never got to experience getting old and having grandkids like he wanted to, but percy did.

and for no reason, percy felt immense guilt. zeus was the god of justice, yet he found it fair to have his son die so young. It dawned on him, that the poor guy couldn't even make through highschool graduation.

percy could only hope now, that all of his friends, would together be able to reunite with jason in elysium one day. that is, if jason chose to permanently stay in elysium, a part of percy selfishly wished and prayed, that jason hadn't chosen rebirth.

to all of them, experiencing the gaia war with jason grace, had felt like a movie they'd acted in centuries ago. that's how long ago it felt like to them. but their memories with him, were as fresh as day. percy wishes that jason hadn't died right when they were warming up to eachother.

[sittinginthecorneralone]

No bro cus the attachment I have to Victoria Neuman… like bro i actually cried for hours on end after season 4 finale. Hid in my room the whole day and sobbed for a week straight. I fr don’t even know why 😔 I’ve never felt that way about a character before. NEVER cried for a character like that ever oh my days

I’m fr still in the denial stage of grief.. like I be sitting in my room or out in public and suddenly get hit with the thought ‘oh shit she’s dead’ tears in my eyes n everything only to forget n be hit with the same thought a week later.

She deadass needa come back I fear I can’t live like this it’s so gut wrenching

[a-random-weeb]

Hiii love ur account! Idk if I can request cause it says it’s closed, so sorry if I’m wrong!

Can I please request a yandere who looks very dominant; tall and buff with muscles. Literally everyone is scared of him because of how frightening he looks. Everyone other than Reader: Yandere is actually scared of reader and is very submissive around them. He actively seeks Reader’s approval and will do anything for her. Kind of like a guard dog? He’s really just a big puppy who craves Readers affection. Thank youuuu

Awww I love this idea!! Let's name him... Austyn, idk it just fits lol. I couldn't think of what age to make him, so I said screw it and put yall in high-school because that's the easiest

Also I know you requested this months ago, and everyone else requested their things months ago, guys I've been so tired recently, I'm so sorry I haven't been able to write what you've been wanting me to. I'm so sorry if you're still waiting on your request, and I'm hoping I'll get more chances to write soon. Thank you for your patience :)

Warnings: Yandere (obv), clingy and obsessive behavior, a little more than just mentions of murder, slight mentions of rape (not to reader or anything i just noticed it was brought up so I figured I'd put it in just incase), reader gets forcefully drugged, kidnapping

This fic is not meant to romanticize unhealthy and toxic relationships, it's hot af in fanfictions but is never ok irl

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A huge man towers over you, his shadow engulfing your entire figure, his huge muscles and rough exterior making him appear as if he could kill. He stares down at your petite and fragile body in an intimidating manner as you jolt up in a sitting position. Clutching the desk beneath your upper body, you recognize him almost immediately.

"Where am I?! What do you want?!" You scream dramatically, almost tipping backwards in your chair.

"You fell asleep in class." His eyes narrow. "I had to poke you a bunch so you would wake up. The bell just rang, its lunch time." Your whole face burns a cherry color.

"Um- thanks..." Your eyes wander anywhere but his face. The corners of his mouth ever so slighty elevate as he leans on your desk.

"Would you like to eat lunch together?" He tilts his head slightly in an almost cute way. Your brows furrow in confusion, but nod regardless out of pure fear. He could probably kill you in one hit. No, simply him blowing on you would be enough to knock you 8 miles. You pack your school supplies and walk to your locker, Austyn almost breathing down your back as he watches you grab your stuff.

Entering the cafeteria, you both take a seat in one of the only spots left in the overcrowded area, its a bit shocking when kids start scooting away from you both, even the kids across from you want nothing to do with your new 'friend'. Or thats at least what you hope he wants with you...

Your prayers were answered, but in the worst way possible. It's almost physically painful watching Austyn attempt to make conversation with you. Stuttering over every second word, obviously embarrassed and anxious, fumbling with his hands. It was... cute. You'd never thought he would be like this while talking to him, you've seen him be rude and cold to everyone, maybe he's just shy and comes off as rude? Guess you'll find out. You, having not as many friends as you'd like to have, appreciate the attention from him regardless. But he desperately needed help with this whole social thing, so you give him a hand.

"If you're not busy, maybe you could help me with homework after we finish eating?" You smile, hoping he's not busy before you die of embarrassment. Thankfully, he nods, and the two of you finish your meal in silence.

You were hoping he'd be a little more outgoing and not as awkward in the library, but boy were you wrong. More stuttering, more avoidance of eye contact, more hand fidgeting. He wasnt even helping, just sitting there and watching you, almost too intently. You almost scream of joy when your best and only friend, Abby, joins you.

"Hi!" She beams excitedly, taking a seat next to you, "need help?"

"You're my savior!" You giggle, hugging her. Austyns aura immediately chances from a shy puppy to one that could kill. He glares daggers into Abby as she speaks a bit too friendly to you, gets a little too close to you, helps you instead of him. He knows he needs to up his game, but your stupid friend might ruin his chances.

Abby was your friend since elementary school, you've never been great at giving anyone a smile, but she always brings out your biggest one. She's helped you through so much, you owe her your life!

The rest of lunch Austyn stays silent and in the background, you assume he's shy... God, you hope that he was not hurt. You continued the rest of your classes like normal, overjoyed when the day comes to an end.

You and Abby walk home together, teasing and laughing with eachother. Austyn trails behind you both, not talking too much. Neither of you know where Austyn lives, and forget to ask. They drop you off at your house, and Abby lives just across the street so you guess Austyn walks her home. The long between your houses and the school is 30 minutes. You could take the bus, and you do in the mornings, but the walk is too beautiful to miss, so fun laughing with your best friend through the sunset in the city, too fun running through the long field of grass, racing down the streets, seeing who can reach your house the fastest, rubbing it in your face as you both either collapse on your porch or Abby goes home. Sometimes, you dance outside together, sharing secrets, giggling over whatever crush the other one has... Abbys friends with almost everyone, but the two of you are inseparable. Tonight though, you only talked with Abby, not wanting to make Austyn feel left out, and not wanting to seem awkward infront of your new friend. You run inside, jumping into your bed, thinking Austyn is just a little cute. Maybe a tiny crush? You don't think on it too much, as you pass out.

The next day, Austyn starts hanging out with you and Abby, which neither of you mind. He's a bit less shy and a bit more friendly. He's in your homeroom, science, and math class, so you sat next to him in all of those. You guys talked and exchanged answers from time to time, overall getting along very well. You guys hang out at lunch, and sure, you give a slight bit more attention to Abby, but thats it, and overall, the three of you get along like three peas in a pod. The next four days go similarly, your crush for him grows.

One lunch time the three of you meet up, eat, and head to the library. You weren't sure what was wrong, but Austyn didn't seem to be a huge fan of Abby, only hanging out and attempting to make conversation with you, almost cutting Abby out. You, of course, refuse to let that happen, and keep adding your friend the the conversation. You and Abby exchange a confused look, Austyn normally loves you and Abby.

After school the same day, you run over to Abbys locker, waiting for her to grab her stuff. You wait for 5 minutes... 10 minutes... 20 minutes... she doesn't show up. Thinking it's a bit strange, you still wait, assuming she was held back in class or something, as the teachers often like to praise her work or offer her opportunities for an upcoming math competition or something. She appears, after awhile, running towards you. The two of you begin to walk home together. When you ask her what she was doing, she awkwardly dodges the question. You leave her alone about it.

The next day when you arrive at school, Abby still didn't show up. How strange, you think to yourself. Abby hasn't missed a single day this year, not even when she was sick, you have no clue how she does it. Straight As, no days missed, friends with everyone she talks to, yet she's not here. You couldn't help but feel a pit in your stomach, not wanting to assume the worst. You would've thought she'd at least text you right? The more you thought about it the worse it got. What if she was raped by a creepy teacher?? What if she was kidnapped?! Maybe she got a deadly sickness and has three days to live! There's so many possibilities you weren't sure, what if-

"Hey!" Your new 'friend' from yesterday appears before you, looking like he's accomplished something great.

"Hi...?" You look up at him, calming yourself immediately. You knew you shouldn't overthink this, she probably just missed her bus or something. Austyn obviously picks up on your torn face as he asks,

"Hey, are you ok? You look offput..." he does his signature, puppy-like head tilt. you quickly nod your head, laughing to yourself silently of the stupidity of your overdramatic thoughts. You weren't normally so anxious, this over worried about your friend not being at school immediately, but for some reason, your gut was screaming at you that something bad happened. And then... The overwhelming feeling to run hits you. Looking at Austyns smile fills you with a strange sense of dread. White noise echos in your ears.

"Woah, woah, calm down!" He panics, "Hey what happened? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Hes acting way too friendly today... you shake your head.

"I-I don't know what's wrong with me today? I guess it's just a weird day....?" Austyn rushes to wipe some tears you didn't notice were were falling from your eyes.

"Hey, you don't have to talk about it...." he sighs "I don't know what happened, but stop worrying."

Abby was murdered.

You don't know how you know, last night was such a haze... what happened...? Pictures of her dead body flash in your mind, the killer standing there with a knife and sadistic smile. You swear it was a dream... you remember beginning your walk home, but can't remember anything passed the midway point, not even what you did last night, did you even eat dinner? You didn't wear pajamas last night, you assumed you were just tired when you woke up. But did you really see Abbys murder or is this just the most dramatic you've ever been on a Wensday morning?

You continued your day like normal, the sinking feeling never leaving you. Austyn was acting strange, outgoing and sweet to you. And yet his face was making you want to throw up for some reason... to go as far as to flee the country. Well, maybe not that far, but you certainly didn't want him near you for some reason.

The end of the days comes, and your dumbass told Austyn he could walk you home. It was probably fine, you'd go to sleep tonight and tomorrow everything would be normal, Abby would be at school and Austyn wouldn't be as creepy to you. You're sure of it.

You wait for him near the entrance of the school, and of course, when he comes out, he's almost stumbling over his own feet to run towards you.

"Hey!" He gives a huge innocent smile as he begins walking with you, clutching the arms of his backpack in a shy manner. You smile up at him, not sure if it's a real smile or not. No words are exchanged as you both watch little cracks of the sunset through all the large buildings of the city. It wasn't cold, but it definitely wasn't hot, the perfect night for a first kiss. Stars beginning to appear as you make your way out of downtown, you've only been walking for 15 minutes... almost the midway point... you have a much better view of the now gone sun, there's still a bit of red. There's no one around, it's a gorgeous night, you're walking home with a guy... everything should be perfect, it should be romantic. You recognize this, Deja vu, but different.... memories from what you think to be the dream, or a cruel reality you weren't sure yet start to appear. Abbys lifeless body in the long grass, the moonlight to the killers back, you know who it was, but you can't remember.... all these events took place just upahead and-

It wasn't a dream.

Blood stains lay in the grass and you point to Austyn, not in control of your body or the words that spill from your mouth, or the tears that spill from your mouth, or the puke that's about to spill from your mouth.

"You did this... didn't you...?"

Austyns eyes darken, "and you remember. I knew the sedatives wouldn't work as well as I wanted them to..." he sighs "I did this for you, don't you see?! I killed her for you. I've loved you for so long and you've never even looked at me. So I stalked you, learned about you, you're so cute yknow! You never laughed the same way around me as you did with Abby, ramble to me as you did with her.... So now our problem is gone, and we can be the cutest couple!" He spits delusionally. You back away from him, the moon to his back, the same spot as last night. He grabs your wrist harshly, overpowering you easily.

"You can't run darling, now let's go to my house!" He beams, "I'll even bring you home the head of someone you don't like!" You thrash around, screaming for help, but Austyn just giggles and hugs you to him, holding one hand around your arms and torso and the other over your mouth. "Shhhhh, it'll be ok!" He puts a chloroform filled cloth to your mouth, and everything goes dark.

Maybe I'll write a part 2, maybe I'll do headcannons, maybe I'll leave you guys to imagine the rest, we'll see :3

[3amsnek]

wishing the absolute happiest of aro weeks to all my fellow arospecs!!! you’re the coolest people ever here’s a dragon <3

they are the greenest of pals & latest in my cozy pride beans series- as always here’s the links to their friends (and wow that’s a lot of friends now): trans, ace, pan, lesbian, lgbtq+, nonbinary, bi :3

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reblogs >> likes! please don’t like if you don’t rb!

[jabberwockprince]

reworking this old ass oc and trying to figure out colors <3