#i’m obsessed with him already

[dimenirvana]

Ren Kaji <3

[juliette-cai-enthusiast]

first Castiel appearance and holy FUCK

[methoughtsphantom]

Danny fake guardian angel au

You know how sometimes it’s highlighted how you have to be very careful on what you say in the presence of a spirit because they can twist your words and end up bidding yourself to it?? well uno-reverse-card the spirit also has to be careful on what he says because when Danny had said he owed the dude one for coming to his rescue in a gala Vlad had dragged him to, he didn’t expect that to be taken literally.

danny: wait seriously?? i literally say that all the time!

cw: not after being crowned ghost king, you haven’t

danny: but—but I was also human when I said it. doesn’t that protect me or smth

cw: *shakes his head*

danny:

danny: omg this is a nightmare

cue timmy’s brucequest period (cuz he’s the guy) being so high strung and tired, he just wants some company, which is a so low stakes thing to want the deal Danny unintentionally goes sure we can do that and pulls him towards the guy, despite Timmy never outright saying he wants company. (tim always speaks in the sanctity of his own mind, not out loud)

So. random spirit manifesting. Tim going all who the fuck are u

and Danny panicking and saying your guardian angel

Tim not being impressed while Danny promptly blushes like a moron because that did not come off as he wanted it to.

Yes accidental dead tired where the dynamic goes from Tim trying to shake this probably demon that somehow latched to him being all like ??? dude leave me alone, and Danny being there like bitch i’m trying

to

huh. im actually being protected by a spirit like he said he would. he’s strangely an idiot but also he’s overpowered and just never leaves my side which he says it’s an angel obligation but I think it’s bullshit but also hoping it’s not because it appeals to my crippling fear of abandonment (anyways he really seems to take after those little cartoon angels that poof into your shoulder to keep from me doing wrong decisions) translate into my future boyfriend seems increasingly appalled to what i am up to

meanwhile danny

Bitch you better thank your god I’m dead because otherwise I would already been killed. I did not sign up for a assassins what the fuck I thought you were a normal civilian not a literal superhero and omg that is a fruitloop. no no back off you wrinkly raisin this is my emotional support idiot you can’t have him and what do you mean you’re messing with time whatever this way I can get back to clockwork—

[ricky-mortis]

I have a lot of thoughts about Tinky fucking Ted up- have some doodles about it

[barklikeagod]

this moment where benson holds the door open and makes randy walk under his arm to get inside the diner drives me crazyyy. it's such an intoxicating interaction and i can’t help but wonder if he's ever done this to randy before… maybe when they've closed bbb together and randy's been a little slow gathering his things from his locker. benson's just been standing at the door all quiet, waiting. and randy's shuffled over embarrassed and feeling guilty for holding benson up. says a quick 'sorry' that has benson turning the keys over in his hand, not saying anything back. pushes the door open but stands in the way and waits again, arm up, eyes dark but the contact pointed. randy blinking. “oh. thanks.” goes under benson’s arm, gets so close the smell of cigarettes is dizzying. rubs at his nose as he heads to his car. only pausing halfway there when he realizes benson is still at the door to the restaurant, just standing there, door still open, arm still up. a fluttery, confused, “benson?” leaving him as he looks around. and then benson’s back to business with a roll of his shoulders, key in the lock, quick pull on the handles to double check. randy a little hopeful as he says “see you tomorrow?” by the hood. benson nodding, replies with a rough, knowing, “you will.” that makes randy warm.

[moonkhao]

hi.

[pinktrashgoblin]

hellish

mostly dak ft. @iso-draws boy lium

also some new characters! The camera dude is Serkan, he’s an army commander, the triangle guy with the wings is his right-hand, Wendel. The square guy doesn’t have a name yet but he’s Dak’s engineer friend

[myokk]

I’ve been having a rough couple of weeks (nothing bad!! just general stress…general depression…the usual…you know😔🙏) but even though I haven’t been drawing as much, I’ve been trying my hardest to respond to all the messages & comments etc here…you all are so sweet & I love talking to you🥹💓😙😙

1) the sunrise this morning!!!! It’s been the nastiest June ever…cloud and rain every single day so to finally have a nice day after a week of rain makes me so happy!! 💓💓

2) the flowers I got a few days ago🥹🥹🥹

3) all I wanted to do when I woke up today was listen to Led Zeppelin on repeat and lay in bed in a depression funk😆😆 but I dragged myself out of bed & drew Robert Plant at the beach instead💓💓💓 tbh I think the sun helps a lot with my mood!!

4) I forced my friend to come over and we played Pax Renaissance (literally the most obtuse, bizarre board game of all time but I’m obsessed with it🙏🙏)(I lost every game bahahahahahahaha)

5) I did a bit of makeup today after a week of nothing💓

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Yes, of course I have a thing for the rich lady that sets up elaborate games to hunt and eat people for sport. She’s British she’s posh she’s old she’s commanding and she’s morally revolting. How the hell am I supposed not to have a thing for her

[anna-scribbles]

h-how do you ever finish any of your work? genuine question because you seem to be productive despite your agreste syndrome and I need to learn your ways. but also how do you ever finish any of your work

unclear. last night i stayed up and finished a report worth 25% of my grade at about 5am, arrived on time for my 9am lecture, and spent about half of it zoned out while thinking about seventeen year old emilie agreste. and i was one of the most active participants in the class discussion

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

literally no one was doing it like natsuno yuuki. he was genre savvy but he was also fucking gay so he still died. after his death he started dressing like the google search results for gay vampire. his only friends were his homoerotic bestie, an adult medical professional speed running his descent into madness, and two random kids he dug up his stalker’s grave with. he became a vampire and was immediately better at it than all of the other vampires but he thought they were bitches so he didn’t even tell them he turned. his last words was that he was never going to make it out of that town alive but if anyone could have it was him and that’s what makes him so tragic. he died trying to save someone who was never ever going to save him back. he wasn’t afraid to die because he was already dead. he burned the entire town to the ground mourning his own death and he didn’t do it to save a single goddamn person, he did it because they murdered him and he was going to fucking hurt them back for it. I’m obsessed with him

[mrsaltieri-real]

Raw (Pre-Ghostface!Mickey Altieri x Fem!AFAB!Reader)

Word count: approx 1.5k

Warning/s: 18+ pure smut, p in v, brutal sex, rough sex, Mickey fucking when he’s in a bad mood, forced orgasm, ruined orgasm, language, DUB-CON, spanking, pussy slapping, choking, degradation, slight praise, Mickey being a fucking asshole, thoughts of murder, mention of murder, tiny minuscule mention of necrophilia, etc

This is before the events of Scream 2, before Mickey goes to Windsor. Reader is Mickey’s hometown girlfriend and the plan with Mrs Loomis has already been set and as stated in Scream 2, Mickey was already a serial killer before he was Ghostface. Hope you enjoy! <3

He constantly fucked you raw.

Mickey seemed to like inflicting as much pain on you as he could get away with, never hurting hurting you, but hurting you nonetheless.

He had you with his hand on the side of your face, forcing it into the mattress while your hole was being completely brutalised by him. Tears were staining the soft mattress, your thighs were almost sticky with your arousal leaking out of you with every harsh thrust he sent your way and your ass was red raw from the ruthless spanking, muttering to you to just “Stay there and fucking take it like the cum slut you are.”

He got into these moods every so often. Sometimes he had a bad day and he took it out on your pussy, utterly focused and angry with the way he’d slam into you the minute he walked through the door, not even bothering with foreplay. It wasn’t for you. It was for him and it would seem like he didn’t give a shit about you or your feelings.

He loved how your body reacted to him, you were a drooling mess under him, sobbing and begging him to slow down as he recklessly took whatever he pleased.

“M- Mickey.” You stuttered over his name, voice barely audible over the wet, sloshy sounds of your well fucked cunt and the sound of sweaty skin slapping together. “Pleaaase slow down.” You begged, thighs shaking as he fucked you through yet another forced orgasm, the usually satisfying feeling completely ruined by his refusal to let you actually feel it as he continued to repeatedly and ruthlessly slam into you.

He let out an almost sadistic laugh, his hand that was forcing your face down moved to your hair and he wrapped it around his fist, yanking you up with such force you let out a small cry of pain. Once you were sat up, he sat back on his heels, his cock still buried inside of you and his hand released your hair causing you to almost fall forward but his arm wrapped around your chest and held you to his. You could feel his heart thudding against your back, him hot and sweaty against you. Your head lolled back onto his shoulder, completely exhausted and trembling as he pressed his lips to your exposed neck.

“Don’t act like you don’t fucking enjoy it.” He whispered against your throat before shoving you back down face first into the mattress and continuing his abuse on your raw cunt.

The worst part was, he was right. You did enjoy being used by him as his own personal sex doll. Never in a million years did you imagine you’d enjoy being treated this way by someone you loved. But Mickey coaxed out parts of you that you didn’t know existed. He fucked you senseless, forced orgasm after forced orgasm, not even bothering to tease you or deny you in the way he usually found great amusement and pleasure in. But something about this felt… different. It was like a switch had been flipped in his brain and everything he was doing to you was strictly a primal instinct.

In his foul mood you were there for one reason and one reason only; to be used as an outlet for his repressed rage and bloodlust. He couldn’t just kill people all the time, he had to find… alternatives. And his favourite was fucking you stupid, not worrying or even caring if you hated him treating you this way.

He groaned from behind you, his pace not even stuttering as he spat obscenities down at you.

“Fucking cock hungry slut. Acting like she doesn’t want this.” He practically snarled to himself, slapping your ass once again and making you yelp at the sharp sting his hand left behind “Mickey, slow down.” He mocked you with a sneer and stopped for a moment, sliding his cock out of you. You clenched hopelessly around nothing only for him to grab your arm and harshly throw you on your back, knocking the air out of you and climbing on top of you, fingers sliding toward your red raw pussy. “You’re such a desperate whore, look at you.” He looked down at your flushed, tear stained face and laughed again, hand beginning to roughly move over your oversensitive clit.

The contact made you let out a soft sob, your hips involuntarily twitching away from his hand which made his sadistic smile fade a little, eyes still blazing into yours. “Is it too much?” He asked in mock concern. You nodded your head desperately. A sudden smack against your swollen cunt made you yell out in surprise and you felt him move back to line himself back up to your ruined pussy, his hand sliding up to your throat as he began his brutal thrusts once again.

“I- I can’t…” your voice was cut off with a bruising squeeze of your throat from his hand, making you let out a muffled, broken whimper. He gradually cut off your air and watched in sick and prideful glee as you tried to gasp helplessly, a sick smile on his face and his dark eyes suddenly bright and excited. He stared down at you for a while, his hand remaining wrapped tightly around your throat for about forty more seconds. Your hand automatically flew to his that was harshly grasping your throat as red spots began to cloud your vision, trying to pry his fingers from around your throat before you saw him flinch ever so slightly. He blinked a couple of times, a flash of horror appearing on his face and disappearing just as quickly as it came. He moved his hand from your neck and into your hair, his head dropping to rest on the mattress by your head as you spluttered and gasped desperately for air. He slowed down a little, whispering in your ear, “You can rub your clit,” before gradually picking up the pace again, but not being anywhere near as forceful as before.

You briefly wondered what caused him to slow down and stop choking you. It wasn’t like he’d never done that before but he never took it far enough to cause you irreparable damage, so what was the issue? The pleasure of his increasingly less violent thrusts began to take over your confused thoughts, the feeling of him sliding in and out of you with every roll of his hips making you shiver and moan. Your shaky hand moved between you and you began to slowly tease your clit, instantly needing more and switching up to rub the swollen nerves eagerly in case he changed his mind.

He let out a loud groan into your ear as he felt your cunt clench him at the stimulation. “Good girl, good fucking girl milking me.” He cooed in your ear, hips beginning to stutter as your moans filled his head. “Make such pretty fucking noises just for me. Go on then baby, let me feel that pretty pussy cum.” His words, although still having a strange hidden tone behind them, along with the repeated stroking of his cock inside of you and the stimulation from your fingers finally tipped you over the edge and you let out a loud, unfiltered cry of deeply satisfied ecstasy, him spilling into you with a satisfied groan shortly after.

He continued to rock inside of you for a couple of seconds after, his softening dick forcing his cum deep inside of you as you panted and twitched beneath him. He gently pulled out, making you wince in pain. Was it possible for a pussy to get bruised from the inside?

He collapsed next to you, chest heaving and his hands moved to his face, pressing his palms against his forehead. You glanced over to look at him but to your surprise, he didn’t look satisfied or blissful in any way. He looked completely lost.

“What’s wrong?“ You asked him quietly, voice hoarse and weak. You didn’t receive an answer.

When he was choking you and fucking you relentlessly, the twisted killer part of his mind had almost made him do something he never had even dreamed of doing to you. He hadn’t killed in a while and he was leaving for college in the next few months.

The plan was set, he knew what he had to do when he was in Windsor and carrying out his predecessor’s mothers revenge scheme in return for the fame and the cash and you simply couldn’t be a part of that. All of the pent up aggression he was feeling from not killing in order to stay under the radar was supposed to be diverted onto you, his girlfriend, by fucking you stupid, knowing how much you secretly enjoyed it when he used and brutalised you. But what if it wasn’t enough for him anymore?

Where he did love you and God, he fucking loved you, the killer part of him wanted to kill you while he was fucking you, watch the life drain out of your eyes whilst you tried to feebly and pointlessly fight against him and give him the best high of his fucking life when he would spill himself into your limp, lifeless body.

And knowing that that is what even the smallest part of him wanted to do? That scared the hell out of him. But what scared him even more is knowing full well he could do it so fucking easily and you’d die blissfully ignorant.

[beauzos]

He loves birds so much I’m gonna cry

[peregrine5]

Seeing [Helsknight] at the beginning of any rns chapter is just a one-hit KO for me. I just get too excited about him what can I say

[pickypickypeak]

[bruisedboys]

I sent my bf a video of me kissing the camera (cringe…🤢) and he called me cute, screen-recorded it and told me he’s gonna keep it forever, and also said it’s now his favourite video ever…. I’m in love I think?????