#okay umm

[panvnsleake]

@skekthesilly . hello skek. i trip and my wrapper is teared off my body revealing this very picture within tainted with ink and feathers of a long gone bird species

may or may not be impacted forever because what do you mean we were part of a cannibalistic tribe old as humanity itself and then some edgar allan poe-esque goth writers only to be shoved into a teenagers body with the ability to telepathically communicate through dreams. and that there's an entity that controls these messages and molds them into something much more morbid. What In The Trilobite -🥤

[retro-sodaa]

homestuck oc as well okay time to vanish

[freakova]

Me after walking out of the fnaf movie:

[mothmothwoth]

Welcome home neighbor! It’s so quiet

[spookyji]

# perv!jisung

(nsfw + mdni) obsessed with perv jisung so

his long bangs a mess over his forehead, obscuring the sheen of sweat on his skin, glasses askew on the tip of his nose, slightly fogged with his panting breaths as jisung’s fingers clench a pair of cute, cotton panties in his fist, flimsy fabric on the verge of a rip with the tightness of his grip, plump lips parted as he inhales your scent, desperate yet hesitant.

ngh— f-fuck, his voice a breathy whimper, hem of his oversized hoodie almost hiding the way he humps the poor plushie shoved up against the crotch of his straining sweats, knuckles white with the way he clenched the soft plush, so needy for relief, trying to keep quiet as his limbs tense with each thrust, tip of his cock prodding into the stuffed animal through his sweats,, painfully hard as jisung whimpers, god, if only it was you.

feeling so pathetic and perverted when jisung can’t help but jerk off to the way he so badly wants you,, what a loser virgin he feels like, palms sweating profusely nd fingers almost reaching out to touch you, too shy to try— for fuck’s sake, lying in your bed, his girlfriend’s bed, jerking off to a pair of worn panties,, when you’re sleeping beside him, blissfully unaware of what a pervert he is. humping a plushie as quietly as he can, imagining if only it was the pretty, cute plush of your thighs instead. biting down hard on his lip, eyes clenched shut when he tried to stay as quiet, warm cum spilling into his boxers, a strained moan slipping through, until a hand presses against his hard bulge. a hand a lot smaller than his.

sungie?

and his eyes fly open, his face flushed to his ears, a pair of your panties clenched in his fist, and a warm, wet spot of fabric your hand, plushie shoved against his crotch. oh, park jisung is a pervert.

[buwheal]

I tried to restrain myself from drawing him in my sketchbook because i knew it’d become all i’d draw and i fear i have failed

[suntails]

reality

[epicawesomewin-art2]

biggest twist of the teraleak for me is that maxie had a soul patch in his concept art this whole time. horrifying.

[xxcrumbxx]

Hello hello soo um im still workin on it ,ive been kinda burnt out from it an ik thers no real preshure and im wayyy past valintinse day but heres a wip of those silly lil valintines cards

Also today is my birth day im 22 now so .. Thats a thing. Anyway im planing on making like 3 alternet vershions of eclips 1 with the cannon tipical 2 arm pre decomishion desighn 1 with the 4 armed fannon /cannon design and 1 with the 4 armed ballone world desighn. Probly ganna take a bit but what ever it will be valintine in fuckin may who cares lol

[shadowcreature]

more stuff with my Pokémon Mystery Dungeon OCs!

this is the one that stores their items

[ghxstshxrk]

alexa play losing my religion by R.E.M.

[balletdoll]

hits you with my ace attorney beam

2 3

[luminique]

Hey, it’s the nosebleed anon again! I’m here with more worms!

Imagine knowing lighter in his competitive fighter era…

You’d patch him up after matches, help him calm down if he saw too much blood. Watched him go from the bottom to the top.

And then one day, after he’s done it all, he leaves. He says he’s going to find greener pastures, but promises to meet you again someday. And then later; maybe weeks, months, or years later. You meet him again, as the SoC’s Champion. And he still has the biggest crush on you that he finally has the confidence to confess to you… OUGH

ANON THE VISION IS VISIONING !!!

he’d look for you during every match, making sure your eyes were on him. the underground fights were more for money, for those who had no other choice. at the time, lighter didn’t have any other choice but knowing you were in the crowd, cheering him on, made every bruise worth it.

but before he even made it to that point, he was barely climbing through the ranks. in the beginning, it was all for winning some extra dennies. then he went through his first loss and it came crumbling down on him. the blood running down his face, his hands were red and all he saw was red. his heart was thumping, a sharp pain in his head followed by a heavy fall to the ground was the last thing he remembered.

you rushed over to him when everyone else just stared at his body. immediately tending to him, bringing him to a safe zone, trying your best and hoping this wasn’t actually the end. after a while, his eyes slowly opened. his green iris and red pupils zeroing in on you as he tried sitting up. your face showed… worry? relief? he couldn’t tell, it was blurry but he knew it was you. it could only be you.

it was a few fights after this that he decided to move on from this life. it wasn’t worth seeing you concerned over his wellbeing, he didn’t want you to worry like that. without saying much, he packed up his things and left, whispers of his name followed behind him as his rivals found his departure strange, almost cowardly.

he made it clear that he didn’t want to recall his past, hence cutting off almost all sorts of connections with the ember arena. yet here he was, sitting at the other edge of the bar while you were chatting with burnice. would you still remember him? does his name haunt you like how your face and voice haunted him all this time? he loosens the red scarf on his neck, maybe you’ll remember why he has it in the first place.

even from afar, he feels something warm in his chest. maybe it’s the drink… maybe its the heat… you used to nag at him for not treating wounds right and not letting them heal. well now there’s a wound in his heart and he hopes you could patch that up.

[morangoowada]

Miku Northeast Brazil version 🇧🇷🌵

[itslilacokay]

believe it or not, normalswap?avm

(check some lorestuff in tags)

now back to main cast

[fast-andthe-curious]

it doesn’t matter what ao3 writers go through they will always give you the next chapter- and you know if the op puts the most unhinged story in the notes then you’re about to read the best piece of literature you’ve ever read in your life

The stress these writers go through so I can read my gay fanfiction-