#this will soon need TW's

[plightofthecentipede]

(me on a first date) and what do you think of the inherent intimacy of surgery? have you considered the love someone must have to put their hands under your skin and hold the most grotesque parts of you and put them back together nicely? is anyone really closer to you than that? we all get uh a little enamored on the surgery table don't we haha. wait come back

[iamespecter]

No I will not be apologizing, I am in emergency need of Showtime dopamine

[dailyhatsune]

you have to do rotten girl Miku!

confrssions of a rotten girl, grotesque romance

(if you know what’s inside the box…for everyone else’s sake, do not mention what it is)

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

What is the lore on the cast on his foot?

It’s from the same car crash that gave him the chip in his tooth!

Basically, when Ford blasted his brain with Project Mentem, it reacted very badly because: 1. His head wound from his previous (attempted) surgery wasn’t fully closed, and 2. He had tampered with the machine to make its effects more potent.

But, then I thought to myself: wow, there is no way this motherfucker realistically survived malnutrition, sleep deprivation, mutilation (from Bill), a botched auto-brain surgery (in unsanitary conditions) AND getting basically electrocuted until his brain scrambled. I mean, plot armour is cool and all, but this seems a little excessive.

So, I was like: how can I get this guy to go to the hospital without having to call an ambulance to his place, and accidentally reveal the existence of the portal to the authorities wayyy too early in the timeline?

Solution? Hit him with a car.

[No blood version.]

So this is what happens: Ford wakes back up in his underground lab, disoriented, confused, and overwhelmed. In his dazed delirium, he somehow manages to leave his shack and finds himself staggering around in the woods aimlessly. Then, he walks into the road and gets hit by a car. He is sent to the hospital, and he gets a little bit better with their treatment so that he isn’t on the brink of death (although they were unable to pry the metal out of his head without causing serious issues). But ultimately, he freaks out when he wakes up in the hospital like a week later and instantly ditches the place, rushing back into the town streets. His injuries weren’t fully healed by the time he woke up though, so he was stuck with the cast and the chip in his front tooth.

[potato-lord-but-not]

guys I’m not… I’m not well

[rameiixo]

because i’m a woman - 死ぬのは嫌 - i don’t want to be alone

take care of yourself.

[volvolts]

part 6: caught

first || prev / next

[goatgutzupon]

big divider post. mostly 4 me.. :3

[penelope-williams]

No one :

The guy from Creep :

[simswoon]

Life after Uni has been... uninspiring...

previous // next // beginning

[venusandsaturnsrings]

you stand stiff with a harsh swallow and suddenly dry mouth, hands gripped tightly behind you to ease the trembling threatening to break through. in front of you, pacing back and forth across the large space, is none other than sunday himself. his brows are knitted tightly together and an occasional frustrated mumble leaves his lips as he ponders just what exactly to do with you.

earlier that day, you found yourself wandering the halls of the dreamscapes reverie. as a lowly employee simply tasked with basic customer service amongst the golden hour this was strictly forbidden. it was one of many firm instructions you were never to break and yet you couldn’t hold the boiling curiosity back; it was the one thought you could never shake off. thus you found yourself sneaking in once your shift was over and meandering around the both confusing and enchanting hallways. the dim lighting and bubbles forming across the luxurious spaces was nothing short of enchanting but alas, all good things must come to an end. another employee tasked with repairs spotted you and instantly recognized you were not meant to be there thusly dragging you away and off to sundays location with scalding words and promises of your immediate firing and criminal charges. once faced with the oak family head, you felt your fate was sealed at his poorly disguised anger.

he finally stopped his walking and turned to you with a tense jaw and harsh glare. surely your life was over and you’d spend years atoning in a cell but ever surprising, he spoke with a proposition.

“you’re nothing short of lacking in braincells,” he spat, “but i can work with that and you’re in no position to deny. for the rest of your lowly life’s time, you’ll be my personal stress relief. it’s your irritatingly pretty face and body that serves as your only redeeming traits, as your mind is worthless. accept my proposal or i’ll have you tolling away in prison for years to come.” his words were shocking but correct though the guilty arousal pooling in your gut was shameful. all you could manage was a curt nod which seemed to ease his frustration. “good. at least you know your place. i’ll be setting many rules in words simple enough for your minuscule intelligence to understand. as for now,” his smile was predatory and dripping with self-assured confidence, “you’ll find your place under my desk, quickly.”

you scramble to kneel below him, eyes wide with fear and slick building up between your thighs making your panties stick uncomfortably. sundays hands found your hair to grip tightly as he lowered your lips down his cock, the length pressing against the back of your throat and pulling a choked sound from you. he laughed at your struggle before demanding you put in the work, releasing your hair to busy himself with a mountain of papers. shifting on your already sore knees you worked his dick in and out of your mouth, spit dribbling down to his balls with tears lining your lashes. small moans and whimpers broke apart your painful gags as you knew he would be unsatisfied with anything less than a messy and desperate treatment of his cock. sobbing pathetically you mentally prayed he’d soon find himself finishing down your throat soon so you could properly breathe. when sunday finally grunted and held you down to his base again, you gurgled around the sudden flow of his thick release but made sure to gratefully swallow every rope down. he practically purred at your performance as he shoved a shiny shoe between your legs.

“grind on it. polish it with that pathetic cunt, i know your dripping, disgusting girl,” and you made quick work of rocking back and forth, arms weaving around his leg with panted praise and watery thanks. he rolled his eyes, demanding you quiet down as his pen scratched along whatever papers were in front of him. you worked your pussy tirelessly, chest heaving at every pleasurable drag of your hips. the stitching along his shoes adding to the stimulation and catching wonderfully against your swollen clit. grinding needy, drool soaking his pant leg, you sighed and cried with your release finally peaking. pulling away with a shaky exhale and sensitive pussy, your face flushed at the obviously soaked material of his leather shoes. sundays foot came up to your face, “lick it clean, whore.” you quickly obeyed, mouth drawing up and down to clean up every drop coating the surface as he hummed in a tone only described as bored.

“expect your days to be filled this way from now on. i’ll have your clothes, if you can call skimpy lingerie that, tailored as a uniform from now on, doll.”

[yrsonpurpose]

NICHOLAS GALITZINE as GEORGE VILLIERS Mary & George [Teaser Trailer] If I were a man, and I looked like you. I'd rule the fucking planet.

[sherbetstudios]

EVERYONE REJOICE LFLS UPDATED IVE BEEN WAITING FOR TJIS DAY IM SO HAPPY

lfls by @eternalglitch !!

BLOOD WARNING. (Fanart below cut)

[pushing500]

Goodbye, prisoners with paralytic abasia! Hello, repaired relationship with Mechi's father!!! If only Lapu (and the rest of Mechi's family) had the decency to actually SHOW UP sometime so we can make use of it.

We also had other rewards, of course. Plenty of silver and a book that Ivy can stack on the shelf with the rest of her collection, even though it's nothing compared to what she's already got.

look I saw the chance to draw it and I just had to take it okay

NOOOO!! PLEASE NOT THIS ONE!! THIS IS THE OUTCOME I LEAST WANTED TO HAPPEN 😭😭

Beau's hostile rampage led her right into the path of our cleansweeper mechanoid, and meant that the closest people able to intercept her were Kwahu and, tragically, her new boyfriend Jut.

Well, Jut is good at what he does. Beau is down for the count. Fingers crossed that if we work really hard, we can still fix this🤞

First | Next | Previous

[fruitbythefoot7]

bylerween day 1: horror au

scream (1996) but make it byler pt 2: electric boogaloo!! (this time with 100% more blood!)

@bylerween

[apfelmusschwul]

is there a fandom for them. please. anyone.