#super....super normal

[quicksiluers]

i'm really normal about him he hasn't even played a game yet

[anna-scribbles]

so this summer i am nannying a 5 year old who loves miraculous ladybug (my dream) & every day she asks if we can play ladybug and chat noir at the park. these are some comics based on our various games<3

[egophiliac]

don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

[overlymetaromantic]

Dungeon Meshi, or as I like to call it, Marcille's-increasingly-difficult-to-ignore-revelations-that-her-endless-devotion-to-Falin-may-in-fact-be-more-rooted-in-lesbianism-than-she-originally-thought

[claypigeonpottery]

sold

[blushedfemmes]

inventing a new kind of sex where you crawl into my lap as pathetic as you want to be and unburden your heart to me and no matter what you say i pet your hair and coo in a soft voice that you’re so brave for telling me and it’s gonna be okay and then i hold you and let you suck on my tits for several hours while i rub your back. and you’re still the top btw

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael Afton is so fucking old in FNAF..

[brellstudiosart]

Planning a reversible keychain!

[lamestdyke]

i’m not a service top as in “oh i’ll top just because you want me to and i’ll do whatever you ask.”

but rather, a service top as in “i crave nothing more than to bring you the utmost pleasure. the look of bliss on your face as i fuck you is enough to bring me to the edge because topping is an erotic experience in and of itself for me. making you feel as good as humanly possible is my lifeblood. i long to know what makes you tick, what gets you off, what you fantasize about, so that i can pleasure you like you never imagined possible. knowing that you came again and again and again because of my hands, my tongue, my dick, whatever it takes, gives me a sense of fulfilment that i have sought out elsewhere but have not found.” or something like that.

***THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIAN SEX***

[recny]

what's the musical inspiration for the vampire lestat?

[bunnieswithknives]

As much as I love angst I think it would be funny if he just didnt give af

[ribbonentrails]

he thinks he's safe.. happy birthday chilchuck 🧡

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[direquail]

I think we don’t give Camilla Hect enough badass credit for making the vengeful eldritch soul of the earth do physical therapy and DBT exercises. she’s like the meme of Eddie Brock asking for two bagels when Venom says they want to eat the souls of the innocent. and then she snuggled with her at night.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Afton kids got interesting coping mechanisms

[paladincanis]

hello jayvik nation