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[ghostsghoulsandhatboxes]

another dose of haunted mansion PNGs, pins edition!

[haliaiii]

Val’s Hover bike! (oc)

[gamecube-stims]

hot wheels city ultimate car wash by asmr playroom on youtube

[pitsommelier]

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[okiankeno]

laughing kicking my feet in the air giggling at ats s3 x 13 we get lost in the sauce, horny, sad, stabbed, sophisticated, heartbroken, cucked (twice!) in one episode I love ats

[kollectorsrus]

[irishpotato19]

Take a Lani and Taro edit...honestly the sound is beautiful and I had to use it 💙

Sounds better with ✨headphones✨

[esoraluco]

my spamton is the type of guy to look at toy cars and criticize them for inaccuracies compared to the 'superior' real cars

to the extent that if he saw a kid with a lighting mcqueen toy he's like 'KID YOUR CAR IS [@$$] YOU SHOULD SEE THE 1985 SPECIL [Cungadero!] AND ITS RAW [[Power]] OF [ ] GUARANTEED!!!!'

[arrowip]

Representation shouldnt be forced, thats small isolated community should not have multiple races equally parced out just pick one idc which one just pick preferably one that makes sense with the climate

[jrnerad]

Driving 2025 Ford Bronco Sport Sasquatch: Smokin’ Off-Road in the Smokies

The 2025 Ford Bronco Sport has received a significant upgrade with the introduction of the Sasquatch off-road package. Host Jack Nerad drove it just days ago and then discussed the vehicle’s nuances with Bronco Sport Brand Manager Mike Weller at a special event outside Knoxville, Tennessee. We’ll share that interview with you on America on the Road this week. As off-road fans know, the serious…

[demoness-one]

Everytime i get lonely now ill just think about this guy and ill probably be cured. And definitely not just depress myself with the thought that better people who are still single dont seem to exist within 1000km of me. I just wanna be obsessed with somebody who's obsessed with me too

[s-aint-elmo]

the theme is same faces

(ID in alt text)

bonus + design notes:

sparknotes:

tridentarii: the building block was "lions" (corona's mane of hair and king vibes + ianthe's scar lionking swagger) but i think i lost that plot at some point. regardless peep the earrings for symbols of their twisted mutualism. also they have dimples <3 bc on corona they're perfect and on ianthe (when she smiles wide enough) they're sickeningly dissonant

the nonas: harrow has curls bc i think the only thing funnier than saddling a nun who's been shaving her head since infancy with fast-growing hair is for that hair to be horrible messy springy curls that are barely spared from frizz by the sheer grease #bathingisn'tsafeformern. please also applaud my restraint in adhering to canon and not giving nona dimples. she deserved them

the sixth: came to me fully formed honestly. palamedes calls camilla beautiful enough for the alexandrites so i just let my heart and sapphism take the wheel here. for pal when i first read gtn i visualized him very differently but other artists made such a compelling case for scruffy pal that now i can't see him any other way

the second: also let my heart take the wheel here. wanted to draw a man carved out of hardwood so i did <3 at the caliber of necromancer that g1d is i know he probably wouldn't have so much scarring but the heart wants what it wants (cool factor). in my head and in my heart they're from wake

naberius: i don't have anything to say in my defense. i rewatched teen beach movie, found the perfect face claim and set the wheels of fate in motion. i think babs is hot the way a ken doll is hot, y'know? it takes yanny piloting his flesh mecha for him to be gender (<- testimonial from my masc nb friend)

[lilgynt]

so cool i was running to the mall to not live my life for a minute but then there was a random carnival? so i got a ticket and then went on the rides with random people bc u can’t do it as a single rider and the basketball guy let me try it once for freesies and i almost got it and i was like if i actually paid and had 3 i’d kill this anyway cool day

[multi-fandom-imagine]

➤bound hαnds || Billy Butcher ||

Warnings: bondage, p in v, tentacle sex

A/n: idk this fuckin sucks but I wanted to post it.

Before Billy had gotten sick due to the Temp V he had hidden you away. He didn't care that you might have been a sup but that didn't mean the piece of shit known as Homelander wouldn't kill you.

But now he was back, now he was better and now he wanted you.

He needed you...god did he need you.

Butcher could practically feel Kessler's eyes boring into his neck as he drove to the safe house. He knew what he was thinking.

'Make her yours...let them know who she belongs too.'

Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, a slow smile forming on his lips.

Oh he will make you yours, and they will see.

You really don't remember how you ended up naked on the bed being held down by something.

"Butcher!"

"Don't you look good love, squirmin for me." Billy's breath against your neck as he held your thighs apart. "So fuckin good."

A whimper escaped your lips feeling something brush your entrance. His tentacle brushing your core as his knee nudging your thighs. "Such a needy little thing you are." His lips nuzzling your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse point.

"Once I'm done with ya, you ain't gonna forget who you belong to love."

Letting out a cry, you bucked your hips as the tentacle continued to pump in and out of you. His tongue grazing yours. It was a strange feeling, different than what you were used to. The thickness of it stretching you out, rubbing your clit.

He could feel you getting closer to the edge, could feel how your walls clenched around his tentacle but he wanted to feel you come undone around his cock,not this.

"Hold on love, I ain't finish with ya yet." Biting your neck, a shudder ran down your spine as he pulled out the tentacle and with one swift thrust, he sheathed himself to the hilt in your welcoming heat, swallowing your cry of pleasure with a hungry kiss.

•

Billy growled low at your pleading, desire and possessiveness warring within him for dominance.He has never felt such primal hunger or ownership over another being until now the bloodlust for you came as naturally to him as breathing. He set a punishing pace from the start, relishing the feel of your tight walls wrapped hot and snug around him.

"Fuck, ya feel so good," he groaned against your lips. One hand roughly groped your breast while the other pinned your wrists above your head. His tentacle wrapping around your ankles to keep you in place.

Darkened eyes drank in your wanton expression of ecstasy, stoking the flames of his possession. "Look atcha, takin' me so well like the little slut ya are. Ya were made for this, made for me." He nipped along your jawline before biting down hard enough to bruise, reasserting his claim. "Mine. You're all fuckin' mine."

A scream tore from your lips as you broke the kiss, your eyes closing tightly.

Billy snarled in response to your cries, pounding ruthlessly into your willing body with animalistic ferocity. Every thrust rubbed deliciously against that sweet spot deep inside, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

"Fuck, that's it. Scream fer me, it's a shame that the people can't hear ya. Maybe i'll fuck ya in front id everyone, let em know who's makin' ya feel this good," he growled, as he ravaged your lips in a punishing kiss. One hand snaked down to rub tight, impatient circles around your clit, urging you on.

"Come on, come for me. Wanna feel ya clamp down on my cock," Billy grunted through gritted teeth, losing himself in the delirium of passion. The familiar tightening in his gut signaled his impending release, spurred on by your lewd encouragement.

"Billy...Billy please." You sobbed doing your best to move with his thrusts. "You feel so good, I need you to fill me."

You were breathless now, your breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts as his hands clutched your thighs tightly.

With a feral roar, Billy slammed one last time balls deep as his knot swelled, flooding your core with his hot seed. The added thickness and thickness pushed you right over the edge into your climax, pulsing vice-like around him.

You could feel him continue to pulse and throb inside you, possessive to the last. He didn't move to withdraw, merely ground his hips and growled low in satisfaction. "Ya like that, huh? Feelin' me claim every inch of ya?"

His accent was thick as he held you close to his chest, his tongue gliding across your own. He could feel little tremors leaving your body.

"You're so fucking good Billy."

"Anythin for you love."

[kollectorsrus]