#and five. definitely five

[swtheartz]

dead reader who haunts the life of a man that loved them so dearly to the point he either tries to be a better person for you or goes insane trying to bring you back.

usually the latter

[chloesimaginationthings]

I adore SOTM clean o vac so much,,,

[dcxdpdabbles]

Jack on a three way call: How are things in Gotham!? Is everything going well with opening the new Fenton Work branch?

Jazz: Everything is going great, Dad. We think we should be open for business in a week or two.

Maddie: That's so exciting, sweetie! Thank you again for doing this for us.

Jazz: Hey, it's the family business. Of course, I'll help out, plus it gives Danny and I a place to stay while we're studying.

Maddie: How is Danny doing? I fell bad we made him move after only one year in Casper High.

Jazz: Danny is adjusting. He's got straight A's in class and the full ride to Gotham U, that the Martha Wayne Foundation offered him is a nice bonus. He's just a little upset that the only way to get it is to attend three years of high school within Gotham. He is really missing Sam and Tucker

Maddie: Has he made no friends in Gotham Academy?

Jazz: Well....there is that one kid, but he's more interested in being boyfriends instead of best friends.

Jack: How can you be so sure? I've known plenty of people who thought I was flirting with them but in reality I was just being friendly.

Jazz: He is outside our house serenading Danny. He hired a mariachi band and has a sign that reads, "Will you be my boyfriend Danny Fenton" in spanish

Maddie: Oh. How is Danny reacting?

Jazz: *Looks over at Danny*

Danny:

Jazz: He looks confused. I don't think he can read the sign.

Jack: *laughing* That's my boy! What's the poor unfortunate kid who's heart was stolen by Danny?

Jazz: Jason Todd.

Maddie: That name sounds familiar. Wasn't he the kid Phantom saved from the Joker in Ethiopia a year ago?

Jazz: Yeah, it was.

Jack: *Laughs harder*

[jay-wasstuff]

Interesting.

[toonsforkicks22]

Ribbit’s arrival

[chiliger]

The ✨photo✨

After months of putting it off and struggling through art block, I finally finished this!! What a challenge. What a joy!

[buckyscap]

*gasp* logan who caught wade trying on his x-men uniform and wade who tried to joke his way out but failed to explain himself once logan just stared at him in silence so he went "... i'm sorry" in the end and then logan just turned on his heel muttering "it suits you" OOOHHHHH

[the-worms-in-your-bones]

What the hell happens in taskmaster

[poorwhore1234]

i really loved season four of the umbrella academy. my favorite part was when lila didn’t cheat on diego and five didn’t just give up on everything he did to protect his family. or maybe the part where ben didn’t turn into a monster. or maybe the part where they didn’t all die at the end

[moonriase]

Losing a kid is hard on everybody.

[candycatfalls]

experimenting with hair

[melodead]

you know from experience that hungry students will go through many, many lengths to sate that hunger—and that’s why you’ve decided to hike a mountain on a school night.

you take a cutting of berries and slide them into the glass jar. hopefully, these aren’t poisonous. they’ll need to be checked by professor crewel first, obviously, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. grim might survive eating poison. you, on the other hand? not so much. a specialist would need to vet them first.

“i wouldn’t recommend eating those, if that’s what you’re planning.”

or a very knowledgeable student.

you turn your head. jade leech smiles politely at you from the long shadow of a tree, his usual suspicious demeanor offset by a knitted yellow cap and several layers of hiking gear. his lantern casts a soft glow across his face. you wonder why he has it out at all. the sun has only just begun to set, after all.

you must be staring too much, because jade steps out of the shadow and crouches down next to you, setting the lamp on the ground. “it’s good to have one in case of any delays. the mountains can be rather perilous, as you must be aware by now,” he explains. “one reckless act, and nature’s bounty can prove fatal,”—he taps your jar—“such as these.”

you blink at him slowly. his yellow eye almost glows in the dying light of day, but they are not predatory. not today.

“right. thank you for the notice.” you screw the lid back on, put it into your basket, and push yourself from the ground. he begins to do the same. “i’ll be leaving now. i don’t want to inconvenience you any further.” yes, he did just get here. no, you will not be acknowledging that.

“not at all. on the contrary, it is lovely to see you, prefect, especially on such a pleasant day. ah, but that reminds me,”—oh, sevens. please don’t say what i think you’re going to say—“seeing as we’re both here, perhaps you wouldn’t mind a bit of a hike to the peak? the sunset is beautiful this time of year.”

you swear. internally, of course, but the idea is the same.

you really hoped to avoid octavinelle after azul’s incident. it was one thing to be riddle or leona; they hadn’t targeted you personally. moreover, riddle has relaxed on some of his rules, and leona doesn’t bother you any more than he talks to you (which is very rarely). you got over it.

octavinelle, though, had contracted your friends into forced labor (it was mostly their own fault), stolen your house (you willingly agreed to hand it over), and sabotaged you in getting it back (in a deal you knew was sketchy). it was, it was—!

oh, who are you kidding? you feel hurt. that’s the long and short of it. it is juvenile and illogical and out of character for you and you hate it, but there is no time to unpack that, and the consequences for purposeful ignorance are little to none. jade leech couldn’t possibly have cared anyways.

“-efect? prefect?” he taps you gently. “are you alright?”

but you must have forgotten how entertaining the students find you.

you step back, hands gripping the strap of your bag. “i don’t think that’s a good idea. if i went with you, the sun would be gone by the time we got there. we’ll be better off going our separate ways.”

“i beg to differ.” his eyes glance at your bag. several jars clink emptily. “you’re foraging, yes? there happens to be a berry hedge on the trail down. i could lead you there, if you so wish.”

“that’s okay. it’ll be dark.”

“then i could accompany you on the way down,” he offers, “if the dark is what worries you.”

“i’ve faced worse—and i really should be getting back to ramshackle soon. grim will be hungry.” not to mention the three other teenage boys who might be ransacking the place.

“even so, you can never be too careful.” 

you cut the pleasantries. “and what would you get out of it?”

“pardon?”

“what are you getting in return?” your eyes bore into his. “i don’t have anything to give you, but frankly, i’m not interested in any kind of exchange if that’s what you have in mind. you won’t get anything from me.”

jade leech blinks at you twice in rapid succession, eyebrows raised, before his features school themselves into something neutral. concealed, even. you’re almost comforted by the sight of normal jade.

key word: almost.

“is that what you think of me?”

“how else am i supposed to think?” your eyebrows furrow. “i could never tell with you before, but i knew you weren’t malicious at the very least. i don’t have a clue where we stand now.” excuses. truths. you hold your basket closer. “does it matter, anyways? i don’t have any business with you.”

the sun is lower on the horizon now. the lamplight flickers.

jade leech sighs—sighs!—so inaudible you might’ve thought it was the wind. his eyes fall shut for a moment. when they open again, his left one shines gold. “you’re still nursing injuries, are you not? as vice housewarden of octavinelle, it would be remiss of me to ignore someone personally hurt by the actions of our dorm. i’ll ensure your safety against anything on the way down.” his gaze meets yours. “an eye for an eye, yes?”

you scrunch your face. “i don’t want your eye. i don’t want anyone’s eyes.”

jade blinks at you—(wow, that makes it, what, three times now?)—before unexpectedly giving into chuckles. it’s breathy, and true, and a whole host of other adjectives you wouldn’t normally assign him. that must be the floyd in him, you think as you stand there awkwardly. you wonder if you should just leave.

jade gets a hold of himself soon enough though, and he ushers you down the mountain under the guise of benevolence and whatever else he tries to sell to you on the way. you ignore it the best you can.

what you don’t see is the lingering grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, the entire trip down.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Why Fazbear entertainment do that to SOTM moon

[froggieetmblr]

yeah yeah just a quick doodle for new dca crumps you guys know i must come back

[owuwi]

cw: porn w/o plot, sub!jinx, top!afab!reader, one slap (jinx receiving), drooling, squirting, TOO SHORT

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jinx is the type of girl who's just too fucking obsessed with you in every single possible way.

no matter what she's doing, you're always on her mind—your soft whispers being the only voice she accepts in her mind, your figure the only shadow she loves to see.

she's not afraid to show who she really is with you, not when she knows you're nothing but supportive; so she's not shy to act like a bitch in heat when you fuck her.

the sight of the blue-haired girl's tongue lolled out as you slide your thick strap in and out of her tight pussy was one that deserved to be in the filthiest porn video possible—maybe one day you'd record her and make her witness the mess you always turn her into.

she uses her own drool that's now dribbling down her chest as moisture to play with her perky, pink nipples; thin and shaky fingers harshly pulling on the hardened buds as you thrust into her with a torturous pace.

with your slow yet deep movements, it doesn't take the girl long before she spaces out—in a good way—. the sinful sounds her needy cunt makes as you fuck her are louder than her moans, which is definitely quite surprising for the both of you, though it only makes her get even more lost on the pleasure you're providing her.

the firm yet gentle smack of your hand against her pale cheek is what pulls her out of her daydreaming, magenta eyes opening to meet your own gaze. "focus on me.." your rough voice only serves to make her wetter —the light sting your palm burned in the side of her face being the reason why she gushes against your strap, soaking the towel beneath her cute ass.

as she rides out her orgasm, she's not shy to buck against the length of your cock; broken whines and whimpers leaving her chapped lips, painted nails desperately scratching over your back.

to say jinx isn't shy is an understanding.

[estebunny]

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