#heehehehe

[whereslynx]

Ways Oscar “Spooky” Diaz would show possession over you.

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Oscar prefers to show, not tell. He gets a kick out of having the power and capability to show everyone that you’re his, instead of boasting about it with no action to back it up.

In short, he believes physically showing his claim on you sends a message that words are meaningless to.

Plus, he thinks it’s pretty fucking hilarious when he gets to see that one guy at the Santos’ party react to him taking you by the waist and guiding you to grind on him to the rhythm of the blasting music. Especially after you rejected the guy numerous times.

I mean, can you blame him for wanting to show others that you’re his, and will never be theirs? Oscar can only tolerate so much of silently observing men express their desire for you and that body he’d mark with hickeys only hours before.

It’s only about time before he’s walking up to you from behind, stopping whatever you may be in the middle of doing and letting his rough hand tug on your hair to lean your head back, planting a hungry kiss right in front of everyone.

Or when he notices one of the Santos staring a little too hard whenever you wear those short fucking shorts when the suns out and about. He’ll always find a way to slide his hand over your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze that makes you quietly yelp.

And once he gets a bit too close in between your thighs after the Santo redirects his gaze elsewhere, a whisper along the lines of “Not in front of everyone, Oscar.” would leave your lips with a furrowed brow.

But it was to nobody’s surprise when Oscar would only respond to you with a low chuckle, maybe even whispering a sorry into your ears.

But we all know he isn’t really sorry.

If he was really sorry, there wouldn’t be countless other times where he’s pulled you onto his lap whenever other men are around, mumbling to you about something how he’s only just making space for another Santo despite the many empty chairs sitting around.

If he was really, really, sorry, he wouldn’t hug you from behind and rest his hand beneath the cleavage of your top that he caught one of the boys drooling at.

But at the end of the day, even Oscar himself will admit that he isn’t sorry.

Because if anyone didn’t know who you belonged to, they did now. And that was all he could ask for.

[scrumptiousstuffs]

FirstKhaotung reaction to the scene of Bison babygirling over his crush on Kant

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Source as above

THK Premiere - 20/11/2024

[discodiscodemon]

they forgot their trimmers at home

[passwordispassword]

i want to chew on him like a gummy or perhaps a dog toy .

[whumpsoda]

Guess who’s got 400 followers on their silly little blog! Meeeee!!! :D

[eggwishing]

did u know spot’s va used to make indiepop love songs

[silna-pdf]

Brainwashing my non resident evil moots into believing Albert wesker had a wife and kids

[sentfromwolves]

thank you @maddstermind for the reverse tag!! here is a short one from hbabl!! >:3

“Nemesis,” Judge said. His voice carried something inside of it—hesitance, vulnerability, the kind of plea bargain that precluded some damning reveal—maybe even the truth. Nemesis turned to him just as the GTO sped beneath the mouth of tunnel, into the yawning abyss beyond. For a moment, Judge’s cauldron gaze held his own—the only light in the dark. But then he closed his eyes and looked away. “No,” he said, “it’s nothing. Nevermind.” Nemesis wanted him to stop the car. Nemesis wanted him to say what was on his mind. Nemesis wanted—what?

tagging: @astorichan @fortunatetragedy @awritingcaitlin @ladywithalamp @surroundedbypearls @sodaliteskullwrites @trixies-show & open tag for anyone else!

[eebie]

Treat or trick 🥤😁👍

YOU’VE RECEIVED: A 5 STAR ⭐️MEAL WITH A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN !!!

[infinite-hearts-333]

I fucked up lol. So im gonna bap you lot with an image and depending on how you act towards i may do more with it idk. YES it is another au for Thorn, i think to much grrrr.

M calling it the ‘SoulBound Au’ but I ain’t gonna waste time on it yet.

[pinetreepilgrimage]

Star spoilers!!!

as much as the entire book was very wild and serious, Graysludge and Mistslime made me giggle, It’s not for the reason he did it but specifically how unexpected the names were. They’re so comical out of context. Im glad they renamed them to Graysky and Mistpool though. Mistslime ran off the island bridge. She slimed away

[productofaritual]

Ehhhhh little something I made! I call it "Fountain Orsenov" because the colors on the other half reminded me of the circus theme and then I couldn't stop associating it with tma

[err404r]

What the fuck is an evil boop

me booping u evily >:)

[angelfoodscake]

TAGS / COMMENTS ON MY POSTS MAKING ME GIGGLE AJD KICK MY FEET……. EEHEHEHEHEHG… EEEHHE

[accultant]

It is dawn in camp. The sun filters through the trees and grass and warms the waking adventuring party. But the daylight also reveals something new. A tall, fair-skinned man with white lashes that frame eyes as clear and bright as mountain-ice. He gives a low bow, before addressing Iago, “Apologies if I startled you. I thought this form a touch more efficient for travel.” Ormor is striking, nearly as much as his dragon form. And he doesn’t seem to recognize that fact.

Iago's initial reaction to the stranger outside of their tent is panic and they nearly instinctually whack him in the head when he bows deeply. They catch themselves before making such a mistake, though, and instead stumble backwards a couple of steps, startled.

The apology and his face upon standing upright again make them take one more step backwards. Then quickly put their hands behind their back when they realize they were holding them up defensive, crackling a little.

Oh. Oh, they know this person. Maybe its the eyes. Or the accent. Or the way he carries himself ( even if that's on two legs now ).

While they wait for their heartrate to settle, they study him, leaving his comment without reply for a little longer than what would normally be considered polite. More efficient, yes, but hardly any less eye catching. The thought makes their ears burn.

"Ormor," they eventually manage. "I didn't realize you could..." Unclasping their hands, they gesture to him vaguely. "You are Ormor, yes?"

[isaacthedruid]

the finale of my tidalwave fic is finally here!

8 chapters, 35k words, 7 months of work and 157 uses of the word "fuck".

so proud of myself <3