#i feel bad for felix :/

[fridgrave2-0]

hehe ghost-turbo haunting felix au

turbo is connected to the last piece of his code in the whole arcade - a trophy he gifted to felix in mid 80s as a symbol of him genuinely caring about their relationships on par with being the best racer. felix also gave him one of his medals and both kept their gifts next to other rewards, but when roadblasters and turbotime were unplugged, the medal was gone with everything else

now, after burning in cola-lava turbo is basically dead, but scraps of his code still were intertwined with the trophy (after all, it was his first winner's cup, but felix never knew about it), giving turbo an opportunity to exist as a shadow incapable of interacting with anything and anyone besides felix, who kept the trophy even after the roadblasters incident

also I went crazy in tags, feel free to check them out

[giddlygoat]

i don’t know man

[dizzybizz]

how long since the last magma dump

[hyunebinnie]

first thing i thought of when i watched this scene lmao

[sharpvst]

i don't want anything

from 𝑦𝘰𝑢.

just everything

with 𝑦𝘰𝑢.

felix catton x reader.

trigger warnings ; smut , oral , kinda asshole felix.

time :

the healer

and the

killer.

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it had been two months since i'd seen him. the ghost of felix catton lingers within the halls of oxford , sticking out like a sore thumb. he had been gone for two months , he went home for break — whilst i stayed in preparation for exams.

those months dragged on , on and on. felix and i weren't a thing , of course not — but what we had between us was no fluke , it was a spark. we'd been talking for only a few weeks before we began sleeping with each other.

that was the time of our lives. we'd sneak into each other's rooms , the thrill of that alone starting off the night with the heat of adrenaline. men and women should be kept in separate buildings . . but we didn't care.

i remember one night — maybe a few months ago now that he snuck into my room. it was late , around three am - neither of us could sleep. we'd been texting each other for hours on end , so we decided to close the gap and meet.

i was sat on my twin sized bed , draped in my heated blanket half naked as i waited for him. it was a particularly cold night. he entered soon after , he was only a short walk away.

my eyes darted up to meet his as he entered my room , i could've swore i saw a god in that moment. he was quite literally shining in the moonlight - messy brown hair compliments his oddly nice attire. he didn't waste any time.

" hey. " he whispered , crawling into my bed and snuggling between my heated blanket. he was . . cold. so cold. his long tatted hand wrapped around my frame perfectly as he laid a few kisses along my collar bone. " hey. " i whispered back , edging closer towards his cold body.

" i missed you. " i couldn't help but admit , i could just hear the smile crinkle onto his posh face. " yeah ? how much. " i turned by body around fully to face him , not answering as i pulled him in for a savory kiss. he tasted like cigarettes and red wine , the posh bastard. our bodies began to sync , hands and body interwoven.

he was the first to break the kiss , staring into my eyes for just a quick glance before he got to work. felix was always a giver. his hands quickly unclipped my bra as my own hands worked at his belt - struggling ever so slightly with the tightness. eventually , i got it off - not without help from him. he laughed a little about that.

he threw his shirt over his head - throwing it god knows where in my room as he pulled me beneath him , draping sloppy kisses down from my mouth down to my breasts. he gave them a bit of love , twisting my sensitive bud's with a bit of pressure — a rough sense of pleasure we had both found ourselves adoring.

further and further he went until he reached my now soaking panties , he placed a kiss on my clothed cunt. without warning however , he ripped them off. i was slightly offended , but i knew he'd buy me a new pair. or at least i thought he would.

he got to work , using one finger to stretch out my cunt with ease , his mouth lapping up my delicate juices with ease. i felt a rush - i was on the metaphorical cloud nine. my hands rushed towards his hair , giving his brown locks a tug as i moaned out his name. with each moan i earned more pleasure from felix — it was music to his ears.

this went on for awhile , until he got bored. we switched things up quickly as i caught a glimpse of the clock — we both had to wake up early for a class. he pulled me up and turned me around , arching my ass up for him. he gave my small ass a slap , leaving a large red mark.

" atta' girl. "

i knew what he liked , what he loved. i'm just not sure if he ever knew what i liked and or loved. he wasted no time , slipping his hard cock into my entrance - causing my head to find refuge in my pillow. i bit down hard , not wanting to wake up anyone.

" cmon' pretty girl , you can take me , that's it. . "

he slapped my ass again , now slowly rutting his hips. he grappled my hair — pulling me up with ease as he began to abuse my cunt.

it was like our bodies were made for each other , gleefully tailored to each other. he pulled my hair and i reached for his hand - which he didn't give me. tears welled in my eyes from the constant thrusts and force . . but something within me only likes this treatment from him.

after awhile we switched positions. now , he's on top of me - finally in a comfortable position on my back. the classic. " open your eyes , look at me. " he demanded - i had been so fucked out of my mind that my eyes were glued shut.

" cmon' " he placed his hand on my cheek - i relaxed a bit . . opening my tear filled eyes. " there you are pretty girl . . look at you. " he smiled , still thrusting with vigor into me. " i'm close , i'm close. " i muttered , he nodded and knew it was time to wrap things up. he leaned down and pressed his lips together with mine once more , my body unable to keep it together any longer.

i climaxed with force , body going numb as he continued to thrust for only a few more minutes - before he pulled out and coated me with his cum. rapid fire almost , covering my stomach and my neck.

he sighed in relief , pressing one more kiss to my forehead before getting off the bed and standing up. he stared to dress. " where are you going ? " i whispered , body still weak as i sat up slowly. " back to my room. " nonchalant , it hurt my feelings however. " i thought you were going to stay with me tonight ? " i felt awful , i felt as i did something wrong.

" what changed ? " i asked - still unsure. " nothing - i . . i just need to sleep in my own bed. " he pulled on his shirt , i sighed and stood up - cleaning myself up with a towel i had laying around. " i'll see you tomorrow ? " i spoke up , nervous of what answer i might get. " yeah , maybe. i'll text. " and with that . . he left.

he left me a mess , dirty sheets , ripped panties and a ripped apart heart. i stood naked in my room for a few minutes - hoping that maybe , just maybe . . he'd come back.

but that was the last time i'd ever see felix catton alive.

[king-candybug-backup]

I'm noticing an uptick in comments complaining that most of the current WIR fandom content is Turbo instead of the other characters and, like... you guys know you can search other characters by their specific tags, right??? Or exclude Turbo from search results by temporarily blacklisting him in your filtered tags?

Idk, it's just weird to me to be discouraging towards people making fandom content just because it's not the specific content you want to see, like, it's ok to want to see other content, but complaining about how other people aren't catering to your tastes enough instead of just making the content you want to see yourself is kinda bad vibes, y'know?? (And that's not to say that I think those comments are intended out of malice of course, I really don't think they are, I just wanted to point out that it can come off as a little entitled, as well as discouraging towards people who just want to draw Turbo, which is something that should be fine if that's what they want to do. Fandom should be fun for everybody, and there's lots of tools available to curate your experience with it!)

[derpycatsu]

the silly.. started as a doodle in a whiteboard with friends and i liked it a little too much

[sugarcandydoll]

thunder reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ rain reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ navy blue reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ men's cologne reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ cheekbones remind me of nate jacobs ♡ swords remind me of nate jacobs ♡ deers remind me of nate jacobs ♡ fresh laundry reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ afternoon naps remind me of nate jacobs ♡ veiny hands reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ bandaid reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ heroes remind me of nate jacobs ♡ cuddles remind me of nate jacobs ♡ drowning reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ babies reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ loneliness reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ policemen reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ stars remind me of nate jacobs ♡ crying reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ pickup trucks remind me of nate jacobs ♡ storms remind me of nate jacobs ♡ beer bottles reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ hugs remind me of nate jacobs ♡ prince charming reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ secrets remind me of nate jacobs ♡ steel reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ handsome strangers remind me of nate jacobs ♡ the ocean reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ grey sweatpants remind me of nate jacobs ♡ dreams remind me of nate jacobs ♡ wind reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ silence reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ blueberries remind me of nate jacobs ♡ long drives remind me of nate jacobs ♡ safety reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ showers remind me of nate jacobs ♡ the cosmos reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ holding hands remind me of nate jacobs ♡ dubio on ice reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ skiing reminds me of nate jacobs ♡ sapphires remind me of nate jacobs ♡ the sky reminds me of nate jacobs ♡

[lexicals]

[ID: A five-panel comic drawn in a cartoony style with flat colours and thick textured lines. The first panel shows one of the lethal company crewmates (wearing a plague doctor mask) holding a toy robot in the foreground, asking "I think we have enough, right? Should we go?" Another crewmate in the background wearing cat ears and carrying a box replies "Yeah, sounds good" as they walk off-panel. In the second panel, a small sfx reads "SNAP" and the foreground crewmate turns to look at where the cat ears crewmate left the panel.

The third panel is a much wider spread and shows a view of the end of a room with a doorway, mostly in darkness. One crewmate is lying on the floor on the left hand side of the door, and the other is falling to the ground on the right, dropped by some kind of long-armed creature with its hand extended. The creature is mostly obscured, only its arms and a pair of glowing white eyes visible.

The last two panels show the masked crewmate again, looking back over their shoulder with cartoonishly large eyes, and then vanishing in a puff of crewmate-shaped smoke. End ID.]

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I finally got to play new funny spaceman game

[wooawi]

When the sentichildren were made, their parents made them to be what they thought “a child” encompassed. The order given, after the tiny newborns were created was “Live and grow as humans”. Live and grow as the humans we want you to be.

Kagami was a reckless child, always running and jumping and climbing on whatever she could get her hands on. Of course, that meant more scrapes and scratches and breaks and tears. She never cared though. Whether it be a scrapped knee or her leg bending the wrong way, she’d get right back up and keep playing. Like nothing had happened. Like she couldn’t feel the pain.

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Felix never babbled or gurgled or made much of any sound as a baby, infant, toddler. His father found it disturbing and tried to change it, tried to order Felix to speak numerous times over the years. It was clear the child was trying, his face scrunched up with effort everytime the order was given. Yet nothing. It wasn’t until Amelie asked if they had given him vocal cords (“Of course we did! We made a human, didn’t we?”) that Colt realised something had gone wrong with his child.

-

Chloe was a blank slate for much of the first few years of her life. She was often mistaken as a doll for just how quiet and inexpressive she was. Pinching her arm brought a few tears to her eyes, but her face and body stayed stiff and clear. Bringing her as many gifts as the lobby could fit for her birthday didn’t bring so much as a twitch of her lips or widening of her eyes. She didn’t voice her wants, nor did she speak of displeasure. She only gave pleasantries and pre-taught greetings.

It disturbed Audrey to the point she decided she would rather leave to start over with another child, one free from the mistakes of the Peacock Miraculous. It was with her final words to Chloe, an unintentional order to “Just do something! Any emotion is fine, I just want to see something!”, that Chloe’s face finally twitched and twisted and shook and changed.

But, Audrey was already gone.

-

Adrien on the other hand, well he was perfect. He started walking with next to no trail-and-error stage. He always ate what he was given and never made a mess. He cleaned up after himself and was always polite and courteous. And most notable of all, he never cried.

He didn’t cry at his “birth”, he didn’t cry when a maid forgot to change his diaper for 3 days straight, he didn’t cry when his favourite toy was misplaced. He didn’t cry for Chloe when she was a mess at her mother’s departure, he didn’t cry when he was denied going to public school for the nth time, he didn’t cry when he had fallen down the stairs in his excitement to see his mother after she had returned from the hospital.

He didn’t cry at his mother’s funeral.

He had emotions, don’t fret. He was a normal, healthy, and perfect child through and through. But something was wrong, something Gabriel could never figure out, not even with an order to “cry” or “grow lacrimal glands” or “just tell me what’s wrong!”. No matter what he tried, no matter what he told Adrien, the child would simply tilt his head in confusion and move on like nothing happened.

[huldrabitch]

All the DA2 romances alsmost feel a bit unfullfilling to me, are there many others that prefer Hawke single with the subtext of an unspoken Varric thing?

[moe-broey]

Hm. Don't like that, actually.

SORRY SOREY SORRYYYYYYYY I DON'T WANNA BE A HATER BUT.......... literally I'm just gonna get this out of my system and then sleep on it but.

I dared not speak it, but. My greatest fear. Was the fact that Henriette's status is still Bad. Death flag looming over her. Askr and Embla are on the cusp of the long-awaited peace treaty. Veronica semi-recently got an updated portrait, to signify character growth.

My worst fear is that they kill off Henriette (WHO IS. ENDLESSLY FASCINATING TO ME and also it's SO COOL to see FE lords navigate their lives/family drama w An Alive Parent), to make way for King Alfonse. And like. They were p on the nose about King Alfonse. In the trailer.

Now for an entirely Me thing like it is so specific and so petty. But I completely lost interest in Dragalia Lost when Euden got his updated portrait, all mature-like, to signify character growth/growing into himself whatever whatever. But for me, the BIGGEST appeal to Euden was that he was just a little guy!!!!!! Up against SO MANY HORRORS!!!!! But he was still extremely capable and had good friends on his side and made it Work.

Now, Alfonse is a pretty different character archetype than Euden. I can acknowledge that, thing is I have considered him to be an underdog in my head but like. There's no denying he grew up too fast and already fit the "mature and capable" archetype (much more than Euden esp, their whole thing acknowledged that too)

But like......... idk maybe I'm just autistic and don't like major changes LMFAOOOOO 🧍 And I'm certain he'll grow on me.... his art IS super pretty........ but you will never hear the end of it from me. If they finally axe Henriette. After ALL they've done for her........ can it just be like. When a story relevant chara "dies" on a map in one of the permadeath games. Like losing Soren in PoR/RD. He's still There, just. Roll credits he was too injured to be deployed. Like. Can Henriette just maybe not fully recover (unfortunate) which makes it so that Alfonse has to take up the mantle. Please. Please. Please.

Idk idk I JUST... SO BADLY.......... wanted it to be just a fun little dress up ........ no greater implications pleacse and tnank you...........

[ninngeo]

I’m on my bullshit again

[neko-chan-13]

We are a week late but

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY PALE CITY TEENS! The AU that permanently changed my brain chemistry and destroyed my view that @remadra was a cool serious AU guy.

But also, it lead me to meet some incredible artists and people, one of them being @paodocinh whit who I had the honour of colabing on this piece!

I had a lot of fun working with you and your sketches are sooo fun to ink!! Thanks you so much!!

[dashingwishes]

Why does Stray Kids have a comeback everyday?

[classicslesbianopinions]

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fellas is it toxic to get a lot of people to vote on a poll in a tumblr event where you win by getting a lot of people to vote on a poll