#grrrrrr.

[chronicpaingirlie]

being incredibly fatigued but not actually sleepy is one of my least favorite things ever actually . don’t wanna go to bed but brain fog is too bad to focus on anything and body is too tired to move :/

[riverin-stories]

rising from the depths of art block to give the world rika ...

[ravewing]

sick of these FAKE anomalocaris fans coming from the "i do my best" video. you guys dont get him like i do🤬

[fightaers]

some quick notes abt my favourite sensei

— he is gay. — his first relationship was with mizuki. — yes, i do interpret the relationship to be physically and emotionally abusive for iruka. mizuku does not hit him often, but he does not shy away from harming him during training and during intimate moments. — no, iruka does not acknowledge that it was abusive. — yes, for the most part, the relationship isn't public, though their close friends might have some inclination of its existence or it's universally understood iruka and mizuki were together. — while mizuki's betrayal hurt, iruka didn't regret a single thing when he chose to protect naruto. ultimately, i also believe it was a nice parallel because iruka's mother were implied to have died from an injury at the back, protecting him. now years later, iruka did relatively the same thing towards naruto, who has been implied to be someone iruka dearly fosters.

[fvckw4d]

Btw, when confronted about the fact that she bought the most expensive wifi package without telling anyone, Roommate immediately made it about her trying to figure out whether or not she should drop a few thousand dollars on a streaming set up. Which she hasn't put any money towards yet. Girl you spent twice that on take out last month, you bought every single game on the PS5 with your inheritance money, and THIS is what you hesitated on? If it's your dream and what you want to make a living doing, that's what you should have spent it on! I'm not a fucking financial counselor I just don't want to subsidize it for you, especially since you aren't even doing it yet. God.

[nmakii]

“what’s this?” sae drops his training bag on the table, observing the… many, many books and papers scattered across. “studying…” you hum, religiously writing notes on your ipad.

at random, sae picks up a stray paper, trying to see your material. maybe if he understood it, he could help.

…then again, he didn’t really do so well at school.

“…i don’t get your lesson.” he pouts. you look up from your ipad, seeing that he was reading your worksheet from a week ago. you snicker to yourself. it was endearing seeing him pout— it wasn’t everyday that sae itoshi didn’t understand something.

“…well, i guess it’s pretty simple. it’s just that there’s a ton of material to get through…” you sigh. sae hums, hearing that it’s easy to understand. “easy? this?” he quirks an eyebrow.

“yeah.” you nod.

“they say teaching is the best way to learn material. mind teaching me?” he pulls up a chair beside you, and sits down. “…i dunno, sae. aren’t you tired?” you shrug.

sae scoffs to himself, and shakes his head. “i’m alright, i guess. my arms are a bit sore, but i’ll survive. plus, this’ll get you to go to sleep faster tonight.” he hums, slightly contracting the muscles of his forearms under the the sleeve of his team jacket.

“ah.. sure then.” you look through your notes, finding a place to start. he rests his chin in the palm of his hand as he patiently waits for you to start.

you thought this was easy? you must be pretty smart.

his eyes wander down to the scattered papers, formulas and notes all over— just looking at them made his head hurt.

he sighs, shaking out the ache from his over-stimulated brain, and looks back to you. “where should we start, teacher?”

save me from chinese oh @itoshiluvbot i hehe’d and haha’d

[ministarfruit]

yuri month day 4: I want you to hate me ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

[pangur-and-grim]

this idea didn't get a lot of votes, but I still wanted to sketch it out

[isaaagloom]

“animators dont have to explicitly tell you a ship is canon if the characters actions towards eachother dont make sense unless you read them as romantic actions.” i say into the mic

the crowd boos, i step back

“no wait she’s right” a group says

its the arcane animators.

[netsu06]

Save a horse, ride a cowboy

[fluffylino]

railway inspired drabble ⚘️‼️

im fucking screaming at the scene where the blood drips out of his mouth and down into the other's mouth. aaaaa screaming without the s

-contains mature themes (chris is mean and not very nice, choking and strength kink, darker themes)

"trust me, darlin and stop trying to run"

his hand firmly pushing down onto your neck. fingers tightening around the base of your neck. you gasp, struggling to escape.

partly blinded by the rags tied over your half your face. catching a glimpse of the creature above.

.

.

this was a bad idea. wandering into the abandoned infirmary and nearby asylum for a few ingredients was not a great idea.

doing this for an acquaintance who you weren't on good terms with, made it feel worse. sometimes desperation fuels a person into doing things that are unusual.

a witch like you? in vampire territory?

no. this was the holy grave.

that too a place where no one dared to go... that was a death sentence.

confrontation with christopher. a man who no one believed was real.

was in fact very real. and very terrifying.

hiding yourself as the other zombified prisoners was the only idea that came to mind.

however it wasn't the best idea at all.

he'd hunted you through the corriders. chasing you down particularly till the open airs. barricaded and within the grass patches outside the asylum.

the end was near? or was it?

.

.

body arching upwards at the heat that licks up your legs. spreading straight to your core. a sensation that has you squirming.

everything blurring when his mouth finds its way to your heat. tongue slipping against your soaked folds.

canines grazing the swollen bundle of nerves in a way that heightens your senses. he's pulling you onto his tongue, tasting you entirely.

unaware of how you ended up in this situation. until you realise this situation wasn't taking place.

atleast in reality.

it was all in your head.

he was in your head. tricking you into being compliant. submissive only to him.

"you seemed to have enjoyed that, didn't ya?"

he cooes, laughing without much care for the fact that he had now kept you pinned to the floor with his booted foot.

hand slipping up to choke you harder.

"dirty girl. or should i say filthy little witch"

a flash of terror ignites within you. minutes to tasting death.

a little more force, a snap and your life would be over in his hands. in the hands of a blood thirsty cold blooded killer of the night.

"you thought i'd be dumb enough to not catch a whiff of your scent"

his lips curve upwards into a condescending smile.

"i'm smarter than you think. i'm everything you think i'm not"

"I knew it from the beginning. hiding? hiding gets you nowhere little one" and you fight back the tears in your eyes. going lightheaded.

watching him bite at his own wrist. whipping his head back with force. not a glimmer of pain in his expressions.

stoic and eerily cold. even as his arm bled. crimson red dripping out of his mouth. staining his chin.

his fingers cupping under your jaw. keeping your mouth open unconciously to gasp for air.

kicking at the grass under you at the warmth of his own blood dripping right onto your tongue.

tastebuds firing up at the iron like taste.

eyes fluttering as his darkened pupils stared straight into your soul. parting his lips further to spit more blood for you to swallow.

"h-hah" you gurgle, desperately trying to grab onto him. any part of him. wrapping weak hands around his covered biceps. clawing at the skin.

"take it like a good girl" and you moan. breathing heavily around the two digits he pushes past your lips.

pressing down on your tongue, making you swallow. his nails prodding deep enough to make you gag.

"i said take. it." and it shouldn't be so arousing. you can't control the slick that pools between your thighs. cunt throbbing and weeping for him.

even more so...now that he had imprinted himself on you.

you didn't know what to classify him under. an original vampire? a half turned werewolf?

whatever he was...he was powerful. controlling. thirsty for blood. thirsty for ruthless killing.

its only when you sob out. grinding onto his boot with relentless hips. that he pins you down. licking the redness that dribbles out of the corner of your lips.

"shush now, my sweet thing" he cooes, kissing the tears that stain your cheeks. his fingers tugging away the cloth covering your face.

"hush hush pretty girl" the vampire trails a finger down to your lips. firmly shutting you up.

"i'm in control of you from now"

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the mv screwed up my brain and now all i can think of is mister christopher bahng-

[raishifts]

i love mecha guys

[t052ther0b0t]

They're s0 silly, I'm g0nna cry

[rambrandt-the-painter]

I told you! I told you! my drawing girls kissing game is insane now that I miss my girlfriend

[tsuutarr]

Yandere! Assassin x Noble! Reader

Spencer has always disliked people. They’re too loud, too annoying, too cruel. Even then, it’s not as if Spencer disliked people enough to kill them. It’s just that being an assassin is something that he’s good at. It pays his bills and he doesn’t really have to talk to a lot of people. What’s not to love?

Well, sure, maybe the murder part is a little… morally questionable. But all of Spencer’s targets have been morally questionable people anyway. 

So many people have heaps and heaps of skeletons in their closet – they really don’t have any room to judge him.

Speaking of skeletons, Spencer is pretty certain that his newest client has a few. Geoffrey Cullen, the Head Butler of the Arrington Estate… on the surface, he looks quite put together, but Spencer can’t help but find Geoffrey’s smile suspicious. But money is money and to be honest, Spencer could really care less.

Or, that’s what Spencer would like to think, but this assignment is a little… different from his other ones. This time, he’s being commissioned to be the personal assassin of the Arrington Estate on a trial basis. If his work is satisfactory, he’ll be hired full time. It’s… not a bad deal, really, but who has this many targets? Especially a butler of all people?

Spencer quickly finds out that he was hired to protect you, the heir to the Arrington Estate. Spencer isn’t entirely sure why you need all this protection and while he wouldn’t really care normally… he can’t help but be curious. He ends up watching you throughout the day when he’s not working. You’re… surprisingly fun to look at. You seem to be a hard worker and very kind. He likes looking at the various expressions that cross your features. He likes watching you banter with your workers. And, well, it’s weird to say, but… he kind of just likes watching you in general.

In some ways, he thinks you’re kind of… different from other people. A lot less annoying and loud and definitely not… cruel. Even in spite of your Father’s viciousness, you never seem to stoop as low as him. Spencer finds that admirable.

And well, maybe he finds you a little cute. And pretty. He’s never really thought that way about another human being before, so it’s all so new. But Spencer doesn’t dislike it – no, he actually rather likes finding joy in watching you and thinking you’re cute and all that. 

So, he really can’t help but put his best foot forward so that he can continue watching you for years and years to come. Maybe if he does good enough, he’ll be the Arrington Estate’s personal assassin long term, which would then allow him to watch you as much as he’d like. And maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to talk to you (and maybe you’ll even know his name)!

Sure, he’ll stutter the entire time and he probably won’t be able to meet your eyes. But just imagining your smile directed at him? Oh, it makes butterflies swarm in his belly even as he slits the throat of one of your potential suitors. 

As Spencer leisurely cleans his bloodsoaked blade while sitting on a tree, he can’t help but think of how exciting his future looks when you’re there. 

Really, it’s just all so exciting.

[taeraenini]