#suggetive tw

[ghost-t-cryptids]

Hee hee

[lianmilanesa]

Tintin in Tibet deleted scene

[cannedbeefaroni]

can we pls have more incel eddie...like its all I need

Final girl Stacy gets revenge on incel stalker (GONE SEXUAL)

[just-a-random-raccoon]

Day 20: Storks

Had to do this one again because Tumblr didn't save it in drafts, either way HARRY IS HERE!!!! THE BOY!!!!

Fanfic is under the cut.

Harry was already going to deal with all the costumers at 'Bear', he already finished his paperwork in a very legally way that he doesn't need to explain. You aren't a cop are you? No, so he doesn't need to explain details to you.

Not like if you were a cop he was gonna explain it though.

He grabbed his walking stick and went to the door "You can do it" He muttered reassuring himself opening the door.

He never thought a Freddy's could be in a worse state. But seems like yet again he was wrong.

His boss was trying to chase some storks that are flying around the restaurant, which is scaring or making uncomfortable all the people if just being in a Freddy's couldn't.

He panicked.

"Sir, What are you doing?" He tried to go the most quickly he could where his boss was, which still seemed focused on chasing the storks. He turned and smiled wildly "Harry! The man of the year! The boy! The one responsable of my wet dreams!" Harry paused to process the last one, meanwhile Jack grabbed his shoulder and said "Hey! I need you to help me chase the storks! I was trying to make them preform but they didn't listen" The last one was say with resentment and a glaring to the animals.

The phone man wanted to question his boss decisions but couldn't because he felt how something was on his head. "Sir? What is in my head?" He asked, the orange man just started. "Sir?" He asked again and Jack said "You have a little stork in the head!" like it was something positive.

It was not.

He tried to get the bird out of his head, nothing worked. "Guess you're a mom now, hey! That means I'm the divorced dad? Or the funny uncle?" Jack said genuinely thinking what he was for the "child", Harry grumped "Sir, with all respect, we are nothing to the stork. We just need to get it out and catch all of the birds" He said frustrated, the walking orange waved his hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, well sorry little one" Jack scared off the bird. "I think there's one that went to the bathroom"

The black phone grabbed his hand and went running to the bathroom. Seeing the mess that the storks had done, along with the responsable of it making those ugly sounds that made Harry want to scratch and take off his phone head. The worse of it was that Jack said "You know? I'm still going to make them perform"

"Sir. Please reconsider this decision " was the only thing Harry could say.

[liliallowed]

nah, we don't need human anatomy. I do have a skeleton inside you know! just make out with that one! skin is useless. I know human bodies are just skeleton with squishy casing it's okay it's like being double naked- just plunge your RIB TEETH INTO MY STOMACH AND RIP ME OPEN LIKE A WATERMELON! it's okay don't worry we can use my blood as -

*gets thrown off the window*

dust is still traumatized to this day. 😔

[selfshipping-shapeshifter]

Pining | Violent

Featuring: John Doe

Original Selfshiptober Post (♡)

Twirling the knife in his hand, John stares into Amber’s bedroom through their window, hiding in some bushes nearby. They just got out of the shower and are digging through their wardrobe to find some clean pajamas, wearing nothing but a towel.

He can't believe he's met someone so sweet and beautiful and overall just...breathtaking. Humans normally watch their beloveds from afar, right? He's seen other humans do it, he's seen it all over TV. This is normal, right? Probably. It's been on TV and other people do it; it has to be a normal thing.

Amber slides off their towel, revealing them in their naked glory. John's pupils practically turn into hearts at the sight, gripping his knife tighter. How can someone look so perfect, John thinks. He's glad that stupid house didn't eat them, he's glad they're safe. And he'll make sure they stay safe in this godforsaken place.

[tragically-jane-doe]

Frothing at the mouth every time I see a "hopecore"/anti suicide TikTok(idk what to call them I'm just using their tags?) that includes Robbin Williams (specifically his one talk thing about suicide) and the comments are filled about his suicide going on and on about how he didn't reach out

like babe let's be honest if you're diagnosed with a incurable disease that will kill you but before that tear your body and mind apart suicide will most definitely cross your mind as a good solution

this is not me saying suicide is the answer to everything if you feel like that is the final answer you should talk to someone preferably a doctor.

[cannedbeefaroni]

Imagine! You’re having sex with mark hoffman and he takes out a knife and stabs you in the gut and starts twisting it around and whispers in your ear “yeah? You like that you little slut?” Then you die

[movisblog]

Michael has the horny for Cinder, but due to his evangelical upbringing, he still has the idea of "purity culture" and that sex should be for reproduction, however that ideology is slowly going away and he's realising that it's ok to have sex for fun as long as you ask for consent

Cinder has always been sex positive since the talk, she gets horny for Michael and has even stated that the more older he gets the more sexy he becomes

I can't believe I'm talking about this

How horny is your character?

[spam-caine-askblog]

Someone asked about the moon in this au and..........SHE DON'T EXIST IN THIS AU.....well....not physically at least

But here's spam-caine in a outfit they showed in the ask😊

[Tw suggetive?]

[harianaswhore]

⟡ cₕₐᵣₗₑₛ ₗₑcₗₑᵣc ⟡

NONE OF THESE ARE WRITTEN BY ME

ᵐʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵉᶜˢ ᶠ¹ ʳᵉᶜˢ

— ᶠᴸᵁᶠᶠ ⟡

little guard - @xxblairexxss

banned - @starkwlkr

dancing in the rain - @thef1diary

you are in love - @love-belle

sleepyhead - @pucksandpower

changing lanes (^)

theories of relativity (^)

something sweet (^)

in another life (^)

made with love (^)

going once, going twice (^)

jealous!charles - @theemporium

welcome to the chalet (^)

30 more minutes - @chillielo

causal dominance - @verstappen-cult

26 birthday kisses (the cutest thing i've actually ever read) - @f1version

i saw mommy kissing santa claus - @uramakimochi

red - @champagneholland

tipsy - @uluvjay

just kidding - @sincerlyleclerc

did i do that? - @chlerc

birthday - @poetsblvd

miami hot lap - @leilakisakabiri

lipstick stain - @p8dris

early mornings - @lxclerc

ten seconds (^)

mine (^)

— ᴬᴺᴳˢᵀ⟡

too good - @dilemmaontwolegs

all that matters (^)

world burning (tw: injury, violence, etc.) - @miirohs

écoute chérie (tw: injury, violence, etc.) (^)

world burning (tw: injury, violence, etc.) (^)

right timing (sobbed over this) - @moneymasnn

said something stupid, instead of 'i love you' (smut) - @absolutelynotmate-archive

mon ange - @leclarifies

tender is the night for a broken heart - @katiascraft

— ˢᴹᵁᵀ⟡

true temptation - @cherry-leclerc

needy (^)

you know it - @leclsrc

playing with his nerves - @ccsainzleclerc5516

tired eyes - @sunsetchicane

inked - @pucksandpower

lessons in anatomy (suggestive) (^)

pretty songs and pretty moans - @theemporium

aphrodisiac (^)

only for you - @mickyschumacher

hands to myself (^)

shaving practice (suggetive) - @fastandcarlos

post race massage (suggetive) (^)

— ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ ⟡

charles' playlist - @writingstoraes

all mine (^)

biggest fan (^)

no.1 fan (^)

birthday - @absolutelynotmate-archive

obsessed - @chrisevansonly

everything ends...or does it? (^)

let me be your armour (^)

heart eyes (^)

charles' sweetheart (^)

friendship bracelets - @astonmartinii

tight knit (^)

love languages (^)

undercover verstappen (^)

oh no he's hot - @verstarppen

baby - @csainzoperator

sur le point - @f1fnatic

mystery girl - @lewisvinga

ever letting go - @hs-is-loml

three's a crowd - @poetsblvd

lover boy - @luvclerc

like a feather - @maplesyrupsainz

they don't know me like my baby (^)

hard launch (^)

newey!reader - @pucksandpower

in a different timezone - @sof1shticated

hitched - @lxclerc

— ˢᴱᴿᴵᴱˢ ⟡

everything shower smitten (smau) - @xxblairexxss

tying the knot two three (smau) - @dannyricsmirrorball

christmas in monaco two three - @everythingne

steal my girl snitches end up in ditches i'd lie (smau) - @leclerckins

via two - @eu-nicola

revenge two - @xxblairexxss

bear hugs - @lightsoutletsgo

a paddock day (smau) - @sofs16

life is a highway (lighting mcqueen!charles is everything to me) (smau) - @f1version

go for his brother two three (smau) - @il-miele-che-scrive

[zevsuit]

weed smoking boyfriend ( singular )

[movisblog]

Sometimes when Michael and Cinder are doing you know what, he affectionately bites her on the neck

It's not enough to cause her pain, but it is enough to leave marks

Tag the OC that bites people (and is it friendly/affectionate or aggressive or other?)

[acrxmxnal-archived]

"Nothing worse than a pillow princess...too much effort..."

[jemmashubbie]

bc  i  saw  muses  take  their  shirts  off  ,  friendly  reminder      

[lord-explosion-baku]

Yandere!Todoroki x reader

Warnings: yandere, dark themes, non con touching, slight violence, triggering, swearing

A/N: I hadn’t reread this request before writing it and I thought it was for a gender neutral reader so I wrote for a gender neutral reader. I hope that’s okay!

You never knew what it meant to be in denial. Not really. There had been times when your friends would tell you huge news and you thought they were joking with you until you saw proof. There were times when you’ve lost people who were important to you and it took awhile for you to accept until the grief would creep up on you and you had to expel the emotion. But you were never in the state of denial. Not until the day you were taken.

Yes, you understood you were in the middle of a kidnapping scenario. You knew your hands were tied, you had a bag over your head, and you were in a motel. You knew you were danger. It was real and you accepted it. You accepted that you were too weak to help yourself escape, you accepted that your attacker could do absolutely anything to you at any given moment, that’s why you had been so compliant thus far, you accepted that you were completely vulnerable.

What you could not accept was the voice, the subtle grunts and stressed out sighs you heard from the other side of your veil, the familiar walking patterns, the way the room felt about ten degrees cooler than it should’ve been. No, it didn’t make sense. You were so far out of it that when the bag over your head was stripped away from you, you actually smiled at Shouto Todoroki.

“I’m so glad it’s you,” you half whisper, almost shaking, almost gleeful.

His remorseful eyes meet yours. You don’t understand them. This is a good thing. You are saved. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

You shake your head. “Don’t be,” you say, “just untie me quickly. The guy who took me could be back at any moment.”

A cool hand lands gingerly on your thigh. You don’t shy away from it. Todoroki is a friend. He’s familiar. You’re so happy to see a friend.

“Y/N,” he says in a low voice as his thumb traces circles on your skin. You didn’t let a whole lot of people touch you, especially not like this, but if Todoroki was going to save you, you didn’t want to upset him.

“Todoroki,” you nod back, still smiling.

You watch him lick his lips and eye your compromised body and you wonder why he’s taking so long. Todoroki is a very serious person and this is a serious situation. You both need to get out of this motel as soon as possible.

“Can you call me Shouto?”

“Of course… Shouto. We just… we really need to get out of here.”

Tears well up in his eyes and you feel a pang in your heart. You’ve never seen him so upset. He’s always been so stoic. Sure, you’ve seen him mad. Everyone saw him lose himself at the sports festival but… crying? This was a whole new Todoroki.

“We’re not going anywhere tonight, Y/N… shit. Shit!”

He slams his hand down onto the mattress. You try to swallow but you throat suddenly feels very dehydrated. “I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N. For everything I’ve done.”

To your knowledge, Todoroki has never done anything to you.

“For pulling people away from you…” your friends had only grown distant… “for taking your things. Your laptop and day planner are here by the way. I thought I might as well give them back to you,” Well, that’s good. You’d been worried about replacing them for awhile… “for copying your house key…” that statement doesn’t completely reach you, “And I’m sorry for putting you through this.”

He looks up, allowing more tears to stream down his face and runs his hands through his red and white hair. You can see he’s been sweating by how the colors mix in this new and unkempt fashion. Finally, he lets out a breath he’d been holding and looks you in the eyes. You’re no longer smiling.

“Could you ever forgive me?”

“Of course, Shouto,” you say and press your legs against his knee. You’d use your hands but your wrists are zip-tied together in front of you.

“Does it hurt?” He fingers the tie and you nod. You gasp when he whips out a pocket knife from his belt. He has a daring expression on, keeping his eyes on you while he cuts the seal. He holds you wrists together, testing to see if you try to move away from him. When you don’t, he brings your reddened wrist to his mouth and plants a gentle kiss on you. “Better?”

“Yes,” you bring your hand to his wet cheek and brush away his tears. You don’t want to see him like that. He leans against your hand, keeping his wrapped around your wrist. You look to the door and he tightens his hold on you.

“Don’t even think about it.” His dark voice snaps your attention to his narrowed eyes. “And if you think I don’t have more zip ties then you’re in for a big surprise.”

“I…” you let out a shaky breath. What are you thinking? All you can really understand is that you’re in danger. “They’re gonna come back! I’m scared they’re going to find us! Shouto I-! I don’t want that bag over my head again!”

Todoroki wraps his arms around your shaking body and even though the contact frightens you even more, you don’t push him away. You let him rest his chin on your shoulder and brush the back of your head while making shushing noises. “Nobody is going to find us. I’m keeping you safe,” he runs his nose along your shoulder, his breath his hot and makes your skin prickle. “And if you’re good, the bag won’t go back over your head. I wouldn’t want to do anything like that to you anyways.”

Your breathing settles when you hear the metal of his knife clank against the nightstand. You’re on the verge of being soothed while his hands rub at your back and he tells you not to be scared. His lips move along your collarbone, just barely caressing you and you close your eyes and try to tell yourself that you’re no longer in danger. That you are in fact, saved.

He breathes you in, tangling his fingers in your hair. He moves his body closer, tracing one hand back to your thigh while his lips are pressed against your ear. His body is unbearably warm so close to yours. His hand moves farther up your thigh. “I’ve wanted this for a long time,” he nearly groans and you feel something wet move along the shell of your ear.

“Todoroki!” You flinch away from him and push his hand back. You look to the knife but he pulls you by your cheeks, whipping your face back to his.

He wipes away a tear you didn’t know was on your face. His expression is hard to read as he says, “I asked you to call me Shouto.”

Your heart pounds against your chest. This is wrong, you think and your eyes once again dart to the door. Todoroki clicks his tongue disapprovingly.

“Maybe you’d rather be tied up.”

“No!” You squeak back, trying to move his hand away from your cheek. “I’m sorry, Shouto. I just- I want to go home!”

There’s a meditative pause before Todoroki pushes you back onto the bed. He grabs your sore wrists and pins them back over your head, pressing his body against yours. Your breath hitches when you feel something hard poking your pelvic bone. “We’ll be going home soon enough but for right now, it’s unsafe. There are people out there looking for you. But this isn’t all bad, is it? It’s a little cozy in here but we have each other, right?”

He leans down so his lips are inches away from your own. “You told me that you could forgive me.”

You’re starting to get it. “W-won’t people find me… once I’m home?”

He lets out a dark chuckle. “Noo, angel. Where we’re going, nobody’s going to be able to find us. Isn’t that great?”

You stare at him in disbelief. How long… has Todoroki been like this? How haven’t you seen the signs? How could you be so fucking stupid!

“Don’t do this!” You beg, pressing back against his heavy grip. He only pushes you down harder and grins menacingly back at you. You’ve never seen him make that face! It looks wrong on him.

“Finally waking up I see. I was growing a little tired of that little facade. I like this version of you much better.” His hand reaches down and presses up against your clothed core. “Let’s hear you beg a little more…”

“NO!” You kick up, aiming for his groin. He bucks off and you crawl across the bed to the nightstand, reaching for the knife. You know immediately that you should’ve just ran because once your fingers are around the knife, he grabs your arm a bangs it against the table. He yanks you back and you fall into his lap, the cool sharp edge of the knife pressed against your throat.

“I would advise you not to piss me off, Y/N,” he growls into your hair.

It’s not fair. There might’ve been a couple times when you could’ve gotten away. Why did you let this happen? Why didn’t you run when you had the chance?

You don’t want to make him more angry though. You had already understood your situation. You had gotten far without being hurt because you had been compliant. To the best of your ability, you ease back against him. You hear him let out a sigh of relief.

“Please. Don’t kill me.”

“Oh, I’m not gonna kill you. I could never do that. Like I said, you’re safe. I’m here to take care of you but that doesn’t mean I won’t hurt you,” he slides the knife across your skin before toying it around the fabric of your shirt. “Do you want me to hurt you?”

You can only shake your head.

“And do you want that bag back over your head?”

You squeeze your eyes shut. “Please, Shouto, no.”

He chuckles and kisses your neck. You hate the tingling you get from his touch.

“Well, then,” you feel him smirk against your skin, “you’ll do exactly as I say.”

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