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ghostlytableteehee · 6 months
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More sillies (there's gonna be more)
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Cone heads
T a p e
N o m
Dead Lily 😔
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kevinfeiges · 1 year
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Tyler Hoechlin | amfAR Gala Cannes 2023
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khorona11037 · 1 month
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Beel, mc, Luci, and Levi in this base I used
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+I added some extra characters like the flappy bird in Beel's bg, Tyler from sbg on a tree on MC's bg, an angry Gabriel in Luci's bg, and a turtle cause I had no idea what to add in Levi's bg
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annidraws · 1 year
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That day on the beach.
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im-his-druidess · 1 year
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For anybody wondering Smith's Grove Sanitarium is the mental health facility and detainment center for the criminally insane in the film Halloween!
(22. Omega goes to an Alpha and clings on them to get away from another creepy Alpha/Beta. & 24. “My ex-boyfriend is here, please scent me before he tries to do something.”)
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"'Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world...,'" you muttered, eyeing the man swaggering around the cafeteria as if he owned it.
It was your ex, someone you never thought you would see again after a tumultuous relationship and an even more volatile breakup, and yet here he was. In the same institute you were currently locked in. You would have laughed in any other circumstance, seeing him incarcerated at Smith’s Grove, but it was hard to find amusement when you were in the same building as him. Also, it was hard to laugh through the sudden surge of sheer panic rushing through you at the sight of him. Clutching your food tray until your knuckles turned white you cast your eyes around wildly. Usually people gravitated towards their own dynamic, Omegas huddled together far away from the group of loudly talking Alphas and the few Betas sprinkled amongst the remaining tables talking normally and without care.
Your ex, an Alpha that liked to puff out his chest to appear bigger than he was and bully those he deemed weaker, was busy stealing food from a smaller Alpha and laughing. Anger burned in the back of your throat at the display, but it was quickly replaced by terror when his eyes met yours from across the room.
His look of shock was quickly replaced by a wide grin full of nothing but malice.
You trembled at the sudden phantom echo of his screaming in your head, his venomous degrading words hurting worse than any slap he ever delivered, and you felt the urge to curl up into a ball. You spun on your heel and began weaving through the lunch crowd when he stood from his seat. There was a guard chatting happily with the lunch lady and you knew he probably wouldn’t do much to protect you if you approached him. Your flitting gaze searched through the sea of issued white scrubs, eyes burning at all the white clothes against the white walls and white tile floors, before landing on a spot of bright orange at the back corner.
Seated alone at a table, chaperoned by a tense guard standing a few feet away, was the Sanitarium’s most known and feared patient. Michael Myers sat with slightly drooped broad shoulders, a paper mâché mask that looked a bit like a jack-o-lantern placed over his face with his long dirty blond hair hanging in front of his masked face like a curtain, and he was eating lazily with his head tilted towards the table. Everyone knew who he was, throwing glances his way and whispering to each other, and you remembered how you nearly fainted from fright the first time the murderous behemoth shuffled past you in the halls. He didn’t say or do anything in particular that frightened you, he didn’t even look at you, but his sheer presence made your inner Omega howl at the feeling of a predator so close.
Not only was the man huge and stacked with muscles that made you gape like a fish out of water, but he was an Alpha.
Even with the mandatory scent suppressants you could still catch the natural spice of an Alpha. Immediately, an idea popped in your head, and you didn’t even give yourself a second to fully think about it before you beelined for his table.
Out of the corner of your eye you could see your ex following you and you all but flung yourself into the empty seat beside Michael Myers. Instantly all the chatter in the room stopped, all eyes swung to you, and the guard nearby paled.
Michael continued to eat.
You felt a small sense of relief wash over you as the man’s body heat seeped into your suddenly freezing body, his spicy scent tingling your nose, and his broad shoulders blocked out most of the stunned crowd. You tried to continue as if this was a perfectly natural thing to do, unraveling your plastic spoon from its napkin before scooping up a helping of mashed potatoes, and you forced your trembling hand to still before you accidently dropped your spoonful. A wave of whispers suddenly rushed through the room and you saw your ex stop and linger a few tables away. You glanced over at the giant man beside you, noting that what you could see of his blue eyes were still trained on his tray in front of him, and you couldn’t help but notice how comically small and fragile his spoon looked in his large hand.
Feeling a need to justify yourself for sitting so close to him you leaned a bit closer to whisper to him in a voice that only he could hear.
“My ex-boyfriend is here, please scent me before he tries to do something,” you said in a rush, shifting nervously in the hard chair at the sight of your ex still too close for comfort, before staring wide-eyed as Michael’s mechanical movements slowed slightly at your words.
You knew that he heard you and you suddenly wondered if you were going to meet a gruesome end by way of plastic utensil. You saw his head tilt minutely, eyes still trained on his food, but you could hear a small huff of breath beneath his mask that you otherwise wouldn’t have heard if you weren’t so close to him. It took you a few moments to realize that he was subtly scenting you. You fought the urge to shiver at the discovery of him breathing you in.
Your eyes dropped to his plate and another idea struck you.
He was picking around his food, avoiding the mushy peas and soggy carrots that was served and focusing on the mashed potatoes and bits of shredded chicken slathered in gravy, and you spotted the pudding container that was served as dessert. The chocolate pudding cup was completely empty, virtually scraped clean, and you came to the amusing realization that he had eaten his dessert first. With a deep breath you grabbed your own pudding cup and placed it near his tray.
A peace offering or a bribe you weren’t entirely sure.
His movements slowed even more and you pretended everything was normal about your interaction with the man by shoving another spoonful of potatoes in your mouth. It tasted like ash and settled in your stomach like lead, but you forced yourself to appear as normal as possible. You spotted your ex taking a few hesitant steps closer, making you subconsciously sink further against Michael until your arm brushed his side, and you nearly leapt out of your skin when a heavy overly warm hand landed on the back of your neck.
In a quick move you didn’t see he had placed his hand on the back of your neck, grip loose and almost lazy, but the possessive hold was as obvious as if he stood and shouted in the now tense cafeteria.
‘Mine’.
The guard fidgeted nervously with the taser on his belt, the crowd falling deathly silent at the uncharacteristic movement of the infamous killer, and you forced yourself not to go absolutely rigid at the unexpected touch. You noticed that your ex had paled, the malice on his face dropping to an expression of fear, before he scampered back towards his original table.
You could perfectly visualize a tail between his legs as he retreated.
Your entire body relaxed at the threat leaving you alone and you swore you felt those long fingers twitch against your neck before they pulled away. He snagged your offered pudding cup and you smiled. Looks like you both had come to an agreement and, despite sitting next to the most dangerous man in the entire building, you felt yourself relax.
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pantaloonwarrior · 3 months
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taaater · 4 months
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heritage bank center, cincinnati, oh | august 21, 2022
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389 · 10 months
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Inventing the Abbotts (1997) Pat O'Connor
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homoqueerjewhobbit · 9 months
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Been thinking a lot about characters who don't have tragic/complicated/lore-filled Backstories cause I just finished Neverwhere and Richard is just like some guy. Neil never explains why he's special and he can see door, he just does.
Tolkien never explains why Gandalf chose Bilbo. I don't even think we ever find out what career Bilbo had before going on his journey. He has no Backstory at all.
Rose Tyler was just a totally normal girl. So was Arthur Dent. So was... Another example, sorry I'm tired, I already gave you four.
Look, I'm not saying elaborate/tragic/mythic Backstories are bad, my WIPs are chock full of them, I just think writblr sometimes acts like they're mandatory and they don't have to be.
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stinkypeanutbutter · 6 months
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Slight ep 75 spoilers ( not really ) but also me being silly
sbg + MLP infection Au ?????? Yes ????? ☝️☝️
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doohanhunter · 11 months
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wyler & taylor swift songs ₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘ aka wyler (taylor's version)
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zombifiedheartg · 10 months
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Hi ! Before i make a request,do you write for team ups or poly?
If yes can you write Tyler and Alejandro as yanderes? If you can't write for them you can maoe any couple or duo that you want as a yandere?
If you don't write poly or team up,can you make a Tyler or Alejandro yandere headcanons? I would love!
Also i loved your layout/style of you account :D
oh my god thank you so muchh! you're a sweetheart. and of course! i do both team ups & polyamory ^^ .
alejandro burromuerto & tyler kenard as yanderes . .
song⤹˚ ; alejandro by lady gaga
cw for : basic yandere behaviour. manipulation, jealousy.
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ideally, alejandro would've found a way for you to ditch himbo over there, and have your attention fully focused on him, but you just loved seeing your two favorite boys hang out.
and they would both do anything to see your cute smile.
alejandro would attempt to woo you with his charming attributes, and tyler would try to impress you with his athleticism.
alejandro isn't used to fawning over someone the way women (and some men,) fawn over him. but that doesn't even begin to describe the love he has for you.
even if you two weren't a couple yet, he'd act as if you were. he'd get jealous, bring you flowers, chocolates on valentines day, just anything to see your gorgeous face light up.
speaking of his jealous nature, he's insanely good at manipulation as we've seen before. so he'd always find a way to make you stop talking with that person. whether it's guilt-tripping you, or making it seem like they're a horrible person.
with tyler on the other hand, he's so insecure. and he's able to use this to his advantage, that's one thing him and alejandro have in common. they're good at guilt-tripping you.
tyler would never hurt you in any way, he's such a sweet boy, he is nothing but caring to you. but, a little too caring in your opinon. he gets suffocating, he's always near you. he always pops up.
and god, he'd do anything for you, he'd die for you if you asked.
tyler is worried you'll eventually get charmed by alejandro and just leave him in the dust, but alejandro explains to him that this'll work in their favor. either way, your attention is on them.
but, alejandro can't help but think of ways to betray tyler in this little alliance they've formed over you.
''mi amor!'' ''babe!''
🌹ཻུ۪۪♡.
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twelveskidneys · 6 months
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these two would be using the boop-o-meter relentlessly
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Masterlist
All of my works!
Upcoming
🤍=fluff
💔=angst
💗=steamy
❤️‍🔥=smut MDNI!
🖤=dark
🩵=some of all of the above
Outerbanks
Rafe Cameron
Rafey 🤍
Kiss Me 💗
Number 01 ❤️‍🔥
More Than 7 Minutes in Heaven ❤️‍🔥
Part 1 Part 2
Dating Rafe Cameron Would Include… 🤍💗
Quiet ❤️‍🔥
Toy Story 💗
Scream For Me 🖤🩵
Taylor Swift Series 🩵
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
Enoch O'Connor
Staying in Bed 🤍💗
Dating Enoch O'Connor Would Include... 🤍💗
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington
Welcome to Family Video 🤍
A Little Help 🤍💗
Nothing But A Babysitter ❤️‍🔥🤍
Peter Ballard/Henry Creel
Last Night You Were Dreaming ❤️‍🔥
Sick 🤍
Sex in the Workplace ❤️‍🔥
Harry Potter
Tom Marvolo Riddle
The Snake and the Badger 🤍
Dating Tom Marvolo Riddle Would Include... 🤍💗
Narnia
Edmund Pevensie
Roomies ❤️‍🔥
M'Lady 💗
Focus ❤️‍🔥
Dating Edmund Pevensie Would Include... 🤍💗
Making Up For Lost Time 🤍❤️‍🔥
Wednesday
Tyler Galpin
Princess ❤️‍🔥
Descendants
King Benjamin
Dating King Benjamin Would Include 🤍❤️‍🔥
Behavioral Lessons ❤️‍🔥
On Call ❤️‍🔥
Welcome Home ❤️‍🔥
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cancerian-woman · 6 months
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Tyler was at his worst and explaining he couldn’t let Klaus get away with possibly enslaving more werewolves or siring hybrids again and all Caroline had to offer was no support. “Love me more than you hate him” girl that man is in pain??
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