Gonna be real here i have like 0, and I mean ZERO knowledge about fnaf. I assigned Chara as a fnaf kid entirely by vibe. So im gonna take a shot in the dark here and say its that purple dude, or that bear animatronic ive seen calling a kid a superstar
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Bakugou is….a pervert. Through and fucking through, and honestly, you would’ve never believed he could’ve been described in such a way.
His little creep habits begun before you two even started dating. He’d ask you if you’d like to train with him, spar a little bit to work on your skill. And you agreed, even though he made you a little nervous with his impending size. He was great though, despite the occasional grope of your thigh and the quick sniff to your hair whenever he’d pin you. As much as he physically intimidated you in stature, you’d manage to pin him once or twice, and told yourself you imagined the bump under your thigh and how shaky his breath had gotten.
He picks you up after you two finish, bench presses you just to hear you giggle. It’s an excuse to grab you more though, feel how soft your skin is under his palm. He throws you over his shoulder when Kiri and Denki walk in with the excuse of wearing you out, which in turn only makes you giggle and kick your feet at him.
And after you start dating, he becomes unabashed with it. You wear a mini skirt around him, and his hands and eyes are glued to your peeking ass. Even kneels behind you when you stand in the entryway, readying yourself to leave, but he can’t let you go until he’s tasted you. Kneels there like some lowly beggar, ready to worship, his tongue asking for a miracle, his teeth biting for more of whatever he could hope to get.
When you go out for date nights, you’ve learned you can’t wear a low cut top around him. His eyes are glued to your chest the entire time, mutters just how pretty you look in the low lighting of the restaurant. And you thank him, ever so gracious and genuine, unaware of the thoughts that rest in the forefront of his mind.
You’re surprised when he pushes you against the passenger door of his car afterwards, face buried in your neck, hands groping at your chest. He pants against your skin, asks if he can fuck your tits when you get home, just one time, please, can he just try it with you once? And who are you to deny him? How could you when he looks so fucked out above you—eyes crossing and fluttering closed as he holds your tits by your stiff nipples to fuck his cock between the slick slide between them?
He’s gross and so perverted and you love it. Love it when he thinks he’s slick stealing your panties just to jerk off in them. When he thinks he’s getting away with coming inside of you when he thinks you’re asleep during the night. When he records your naked silhouette in the shower with the excuse of needing something in the bathroom. Gross, icky man that you can’t help but to love.
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JANE: What was up with the "splunk" thing?
DIRK: I like splunk. It's a t-shirt phrase.
ROXY: "pa-ya-ya" and "splunk"
DIRK: Right, both things you say when you splunk.
ROXY: can u imagine liek post coital someone saying pa-ya-ya!
JANE: I imagine that is what Jake does.
JAKE: I have a gun and i shoot it and a little flag that says "pa-ya-ya!" comes out!
ROXY: LNAO thats aswrsome
JANE: You keep it by your bedside?
JAKE: Yeah and when i do the horizontal tango i just pick up the gun like--
ROXY: like oh em gee this sex is so good i need to kill myself
JANE: "I'm never going to have sex like this again so I should just kill myself right now."
DIRK: Pa-ya-ya!
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"this academic paper is complicated and I don't get it so it's poorly written" "actually it's for an expert audience so it has to be difficult"
Reading comprehension and critical thinking means understanding that both can be true sometimes at the same time. And sometimes it's just the individual writing style of a specific author that's absolutely incomprehensible too. You gotta figure out which it is each time. I do think there should be more lay abstracts though.
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i mentioned being interested in a calliope and danny!dream fic because the vibe would be SO intriguing and i just had an idea…you know how in the show calliope asks dream if she could visit him in the dreaming so they could finally talk about orpheus and grieve him properly? what if morpheus never reached the point where he could be okay with that? but daniel eventually did? and orpheus was never daniel!dream’s son, in the strictest sense, but he was dream’s son, and daniel is dream, so…
i just think it would be interesting. and heartbreaking, and strange, and hopefully healing for the two of them.
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Would Midnight be patient with my fellow discalculia girlies... I love her but am So So Pathologically Bad at math
Midnight teaches advanced algebra to cats, you'll be fine. She'll conjure up a fractal for you, color each part of the equation, show how each part interacts and what it looks like when you change it
She'll take you out to the beach and explain the wind and the tide, compare them to each axis on the formula she showed you, and modify one factor. The wind dies down and the sea becomes as smooth as glass.
"Smoothness for the-waves you-see?" She waits for you to nod, never rushing you along, even the most casual questions are genuine, "Excellent! For this is example of maths I-teach. Nature it-will-happen. Simpleness it-being. You-will-understand."
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