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[telltalebatman]

poles @ the 4 parties forming the opposition rn

[4rsene]

@ dave filoni when is season 3 i need ANSWERS not CONSPIRACIES.

[toybotic]

Based on a true story

[disgustinggf]

this blog is brought to u by someone unmedicated

[merry-fagoland]

personas are the manifestation of ur true selves or some shit

[speakviolence]

[pothosrays]

curious. lol

[telltalebatman]

today is my country's independence day.

what should be a joyful day, had been turned into a nightmare by poland's countless nationalists and neonazis that turn this country into an inhospitable place for anyone who dares to not be white, straight, cis, christian. it's an ugly day - therefore i present to you: a grave candle i bought at a graveyard 2 years ago, because it's genuinely the ugliest piece of shit i have ever seen.

today, i use it to store candy inside.

[4rsene]

hi beautiful mutuals i know this site is going to shit rn so i wanna say that you're all welcome to add me on discord given the threat of imminent nukes.

i'm @ chickentortillasoup 🥺✌️

[toybotic]

Forgot to post these a while ago but here are this year's art fight attacks!

Characters belong to @stationk17, @camazotz, @fizzyfruitbowl, @arcadefucggz, magicbeaststardust on af, and @lorebird respectively!

[nursefwu]

happy twosday everyone . its their day ^_^

[enbyeighthdoctor]

whoniverse dash simulator part 2

💙 samefacesyndrome Follow

aww i cant believe anyone would want to hurt the meep! just the cutest little guy ive ever met

💙 samefacesyndrome Follow

kill the bastard thing

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🌈 pillbotts Follow

women...

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🧣 tallscarfyman Follow

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🍁 fortheoswin Follow

this edible aint shit

🍁 fortheoswin Follow

i just saw all the thousands of fragments of myself live and die a million deaths in the timestream

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🎵 nitro9 Follow

not the furry trying to insult me

💥 spymaster Follow

this you?

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👩‍🦰 pondlife Follow

wtf theres a tall men in black looking alien bastard in my front room

👩‍🦰 pondlife Follow

thats weird i dont remember posting that

👩‍🦰 pondlife Follow

wtf theres a tall men in black looking alien bastard in my front room

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🌟 hifam Follow

i think ill bottle everything up inside until i literally explode

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🎷 secondsbest Follow

my life is falling apart. my friends just had their memories of me wiped and the timelords are forcing me to regenerate. everything is going wrong

🎷 secondsbest Follow

but i stay silly :3

[ivyppoison]

THEY LIKE THE WAY I GRIND

pairings. cowboy!leon kennedy ⠀𝒙⠀ farmer’s granddaughter!fem!reader [ au ]

𐙚 warnings : slightly ooc leon ( bc he’s a southern boy in this fic obviously ), oblivious reader, suggestive content, derogatory language

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note. am i finally satisfied i managed to write this fic ?! yes, yes i am. this came to me in a dream so i decided to write a fic about it because why not. i have an obsession for southern boys and their silly goofy accents even tho their ancestors fought for slavery & i wouldn’t be here today :3 ── yours sincerely, maxine

The family barn was some sort of fever dream for you. You’d only visited once or twice, and every time you left, you promised yourself you wouldn’t come back to the outskirts of your grandparents' home town. However, one thing, one sole person kept you coming back. 

A childhood friend, and possibly even a sweetheart who had you wrapped around his fingers ( those said fingers you wished were somewhere else ), your first kiss, your first time, the muse of your daydreams.

With his star studded boot, and dusted cowboy hat. Calloused hands and a whiskey-laced tongue.

Leon motherfucking Kennedy.

The soft, grassy and dewy smell of the countryside suffocated you as you stepped out of the farmhouse, making your way over to the barn where you could see Leon working.

You let your mind wander, your eyes flickering over his body, his bare arms flexing as he carried out his work, his blond strands falling into his face before he flicked it backwards.

Walking further towards him, you leaned against the fence with your legs crossed at the ankles, your nimble fingers playing with the rings that adorned your fingers as you waited for him to notice your presence.

A few moments passed before his blue eyes locked with yours, his gaze flickering up and down your body, lingering on the bare skin of your legs before meeting your stare once more.

“What are you doing out here all by yourself, pretty girl?” He asked, his Southern accent drawn out long, dropping the hay bale before dusting his hands and walking towards you.

“I came to see you of course,” you answered, your stomach softly fluttering at the close proximity of his body to yours. You could tell he was distracted by the clothes you decided to put on today: a pair of denim shorts and a flimsy blouse ( with a few buttons undone ). 

“After thinking you abandoned me for that big city of yours, you finally came back, didn’t you darlin’?” He asked, his eyes staring you down as the corners of his lips twitched up into a smirk. “Did you come back to see your grandparents, or did you come back to see me?”

You held your bottom lip between your teeth as you searched your brain for an answer.

“I came back to surprise them, Leon,” you lied, letting out a small sigh escape your lips, as you watched him search you for the truth.

“So, you didn’t come back to see me?” He feigned disappointment, placing his hand on his chest as he placed his hand on the fence beside your head.

“Of course I did,” you whispered, your voice faltering slightly as you started dumbly at him. 

The proximity of his body brought your mind into a trance rather than out as he closed the small distance between the two of you.

Leon’s eyes trailed down from yours to your lips as he leaned in slowly causing you to close your eyes. Before your lips met, however, he quickly pulled away, patting you lightly on the cheek as he watched you. 

“A lot has changed since you last came,” he continued as if nothing had happened, his hands resting on his hips as he looked to the side. “I have something to show you.”

Your eyes lit up at this as your fingers played with the hem of your shorts, following him as he led you across the barn to where the horses were kept.

Leon let out a whistle, searching for a particular horse before reaching for your hand. He placed your hand on the animal, smiling as you did so.

“Guess her name,” he said, watching you with an intensive smile.

You raised your eyebrows as you thought of an answer, shaking your head once you gave up.

“Named this beauty after you,” he explained, his gaze flickering over the horse as he stroked its forehead.

Your expression turned into one of a smile as you felt extremely flattered. 

“You named a horse after me?” You laughed, copying his actions.

“Gives me a reason to say your name,” he replied, “but now you’re back, I have more of a reason to say it, don’t I, pretty girl?” 

“Maybe we’ll get you on her, and you can go for a ride,” he suggested, crossing his arms as he looked over at you. 

“I don’t know how to ride horses, Leon,” you replied, drawing small patterns on its skin as you looked over at him.

“Why? I thought you were a natural after last time,” he replied, winking at you as you let out a sigh. “Maybe, later today, I could teach you how to ride. And I’m not talking about this darlin’ right here,” he added, whispering the last bit in your ear as he placed his thumbs in the belt holes of his jeans. “You could practise on something else.”

His eyes locked on something behind you as he started walking away.  

“I’ll see you later, sweetheart. Remember my offer,” he said, facing you before turning around and leaving.

You seriously needed a drink.

For the rest of the evening, you spent it in the comfort of your bed, sipping on a beer you took from the fridge as your mind recalled every moment that happened with him.

A foreign sound brought your attention to your window, pebbles knocking at the glass, as you decided to open it and peer down.

There he was, the devil himself, still clad in his clothes from earlier, a small smile lacing his lips as he noticed your head poking through the window.

He managed to make his way up to your room, crawling through the gap in the window before making sure his hat was secured to his head.

“You came,” you hummed, a grin adorning your face as you watched him.

“I’m not going to be the only one ‘coming’ tonight,” he replied, a smug expression as he closed the gap between you.

Your heart pounded in your chest, knocking at the enclosure of your ribs, his hands holding you at your waist as he finally pressed his lips to yours.

Almost unconsciously, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his head down as you deepened the kiss, a small gasp escaping your mouth as he bit lightly on your bottom lip. 

Your hand trailed down to the hem of his jeans, your finger looped in his belt hole as you pulled him closer.

“Getting confident, ain’t we, sweetheart?” He asked, staring down at you before taking off his hat and placing it on your head. “You look so pretty. I bet you’d look gorgeous riding my dick like the little cowgirl you are,” he whispered, causing a rupture in your stomach as it fluttered, your cunt getting wetter as he went on, addicted to the sound of his voice. 

Your breath hitched in your throat as he kneaded the skin of your hip with his thumb, caressing small circles with his thumb, his lips nipping at the crook of your neck causing you to let out a small whimper.

“Be quiet for me, darlin’. Don’t want your grandparents waking up to the sound of their precious granddaughter getting railed by their farm boy,” he added with a small chuckle, looking up to see you practically crumbling under his touch.

“Come here,” he smiled, leading you towards the bed as he laid down on his back, resting his weight on his elbow as he looked over at you whilst his free hand toyed with his belt, unbuckling it before tugging it off. 

Watching him like this sent a shiver down your spine, the feeling accumulating in your stomach as you pressed your thighs together. Your fingers began to unbutton your blouse, earning a low whistle from Leon.

“Atta girl, you know exactly what to do.”

[gizmofannumberone]

laszlo “you have to invite sean to the wedding or he’ll feel left out” cravensworth, my brother in antichrist, they had to hypnotize him to forget about the entire night anyway. just say you wanted your lil crush there. we will accept you king