#code my darling

[brxkxnhxxrtsclxb]

code my boy🤧

sorry. it’s missing code hours for me :,))

idk why, but i love him :3

it’s kinda hard being a code fan. especially on twitter. the majority doesn’t seem to like him, but is okay. i love him🥰

[snail-day]

Who takes care of your yandere when he’s sick? When his skin is pale and clammy, his breath slow but steady, his fevered body sinking into the bed with an almost serene expression.

You stand at the doorway, hands fidgeting with the hem of your sleeves, logic screaming at you. This is it. Your chance.

Except it isn’t.

You don’t know the codes to the security system. Don’t know what happens if you cross that unseen boundary tied to the shock collar at your throat. You could still try. You could throw caution to the wind, risk it all, run...yet one little thought drags you down

What if he doesn’t wake up?

That shouldn’t matter. You shouldn’t care. You shouldn’t even be lingering here, watching the soft rise and fall of his broad chest, the way his lashes flutter when he shifts slightly, as if searching for something. For you.

You tell yourself you’re only pressing the damp cloth to his forehead because it’s practical. That you only crawl under the covers beside him because body heat helps with fevers. That when he instinctively tucks you close, murmuring something unintelligible yet strangely tender, the warmth pooling in your stomach is just discomfort.

His lips curl into a small, contented smile. You feel it against your temple when you mumble, “If you die, I’ll probably starve to death.”

That’s why you’re doing this.

Not for him. This is just survival. Not because you feel anything at all...right?

[larzuen]

Happy Homewarming! 🐾🍎

[queenendless]

THEM AND I

A/N: I am so sorry for this improvised mess of a piece. F Hurricanes. F Florida. F my ADHD self that can't force ingenious masterpieces outta my anxious fatigued brain. How does anyone put out long ass pieces on a consistent basis? I'll never know.

SHORT 🔞 DARK MATURE CONTENT DOWN BELOW.

Your very presence changed the foundation of the anime universe. They are the moths, and you are the flame. An anomaly like one. The dozens to hundreds of certain folk you crossed paths with immediately rewired their brains and tainted their cores.

Each one taking every chance to show off for you flexing their skills and pros to win your favor. Cheering on champion class soccer games. Taking motorcycle rides with fine delinquents. Treated to private tea parties with tier layered savory and sweets.

Having all this special treatment was flattering even though all those eyes on you was quite overwhelming, like the Six Eyes.

But of course, none are satisfied with having so many opponents standing in the way of you being with just themselves. All walks of life and death stalked you from every corner. Wizards gone overblot. Duelists who wacked their duel disks in others' faces. Apple- obsessed Shinigami employed shady tactics to derail everyone else's endeavors.

Cue the bloodbath.

Giant killer robot bears swarming the streets to laser eye and topple buildings on those from their master’ hit list. Geass brainwashed many to take their own lives. One of your lovesick options wanted you to unalive yourself with his bandaged wrapped self right off a roof. Not even butler cutlery was safe as it clashed with holy loaded guns for ownership over your soul. The sword wielding slayers beheaded many in their path.

Devil hunters trembled, crybaby heroes broke down, rangers' smiles cracked in fury, and so many unfortunate hunters were crushed; literally. Sinful demons would relish in the chaos. For crimson enveloped their now shared world.

Love letters for you, smothered in bloody kisses and hand prints, fell from the sky. Bouquets of white roses splattered with crimons drops on the petals. You felt your stomach twist in knots, your chest suffocating from the various hands and arms wrapped around you, and your vision being flooded with the color red.

Basically …

The fight for your love would result in WWIII.

But who would win in the end?

At that point, would it even matter?

Who's to say?

[jesting-bug]

Oh poor neighbor! The flower wilted! @:[

[phantombandit-films]

Favorite Kyle Gallner Movies.

Strange Darling.

2. Dinner in America.

3. Outsiders.

4. What comes around (Roost).

5. The Passenger.

6. Smile/ Smile 2.

7. Jennifer's Body.

8. A Nightmare on Elm St.

9. Cougars Inc.

10. The Cleansing Hour.

[akemima]

Made Wally as my favourite Louis Wain painting! :)

(og painting below) (tw cat looking w big creepy eyes)

[mr-malumm]

Cringetober day 4: fursuit 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Who else could it possibly be

[dysfunctionalcreature]

thinking about Michael The Distortion's existence as a haunting . . . The Distortion haunting what was once Michael Shelley's body . . . Michael Shelley haunting those endless hallways of The Distortion . . .

[youaremysunshine-court]

when mo ran got a public opportunity to talk about his sob story for 20 chapters to explain why he committed massive amounts of murder meanwhile wei wuxian never even got the chance to explain why he rescued the literal war camp prisoners and went down in history as the yiling laozu

[lewispullmanfanblog]

[luvether]

i need someone to hear me out of atticus and hickory so bad i’m not kidding.

[thelilylav]

EAH x Alien Stage au where Daring is Luka, Lizzie is Hyuna, Darling is Ivan, Apple is Till, Raven is Mizi, and Dexter is Sua. Am I right or am I right.

[gmanmedias]

I’M NOT IN THE MIRROR, I’M INSIDE YOU, LET ME GUIDE YOU

💾 💾 💾

❤️ ❤️ ❤️

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23/37: Hal Strider

[wonderviolet17]

claudia x abigail manifesto

listen okay

so claudia (iwtv) and abigail hobbs are narratively very similar right- they both doomed by the narrative, shoved into the middle of a toxic relationship that will destroy anything that comes between them. they both are daughters, forced to perform a role for far too long. they are both smart and manipulative and dangerous but somehow never the main characters, never the masters of their own fates.

however, they both are such different characters in fascinating ways- claudia revels in killing; abigail loathes it to the point that she convinces herself that she had no part in it, it scares her. claudia kills lestat; abigail agrees to help hannibal. (both acts of self preservation, but in wildly different ways) claudia sings in defiance; abigail bares her neck in obedience.

so i had a thought. what if claudia survived the théàtre des vampires. what if she came back to the states. what if abigail and claudia met. what if they fell in love. what if they committed patricide. x4.

what if…

completely unrelated but my ao3 is shrike_seventeen :)

[hermesdottir]

@deadwardynamic here’s my production’s Officer Lockstock and Officer Barrel as ponies HAHAHAHA-

it IS late so I kinda just sketched them rq but i said I would so here tHEY ARE

(NO ONE (I see you Tyson and Arthur) SHOW THIS TO LOCKSTOCK AND BARREL I WILL CRY)